When Foals and Pets Play

Cobalt Blaze was closing in on downtown Ponyville as the morning sun continued its journey upward. Far from the only one, he greeted and waved to the various other patrons making their way through the marketplace on their morning errands. While he was confident he could do this quick trip out in twenty minutes, he didn't think there'd be anything wrong with grabbing a quick bite to eat to supplement the muffin he had. It wouldn't be much fun to make it too easy on Sky now, would it?

So after stopping at the Sweet Apple Acres cart, run by Big Macintosh on this particular morning, he now had an apple tart to munch on as he continued past the kiosks and towards the interior businesses. The particular one the unicorn was looking for this morning was Silly Filly, a foal care supply store near the center of town. The signage above the door was rainbow colored and playfully shaped. Upon walking in the front double doors, a bell chimed above, signalling his arrival into the store. There were a few other shoppers there, mostly with carts with babbling foals seated in them while their parent got what they needed.

Cobalt, however, went right for the service counter in the back, where a light purple earth pony mare was standing.

"Good morning, Cobalt. The usual restock, I'm assuming?" Cashier and co-owner Soothing Care asked him as he stepped up to the register. Cobalt nodded with a smile. The couple Gentle Care and Soothing Care ran Silly Filly, the best foal care supply store in town. To most of the Ponyville polulace, it was the place to go if a couple was expecting a newborn or two... Or three.

To considerably fewer, the ageplayers of the region, this was the place to go if you wanted the appropriately and proportionately sized items needed to return to some semblance of your foalhood, and you had some bits to spare. The shop did absolutely no advertising of that side of their business, which was kept entirely in the back storage area. On the contrary, if either of the entrepreneurs saw a pony lingering in an aisle, mainly the diapers, for an extended period of time, they would professionally approach and ask if the size they needed was on the shelves, or if they needed something bigger. Sometimes they left embarrassed only to come back at a later date with more confidence, or they sometimes asked how big they went, which they replied with an extremely nervous 'adult.' Pretty soon, news spread via word of mouth, and the Cares' ageplayer side of the buisness was just as busy as the foal side. They had visitors from as far out as Manehattan and Fillydelphia, and if they couldn't make it to the store physically, the couple happily sent out orders for a modest shipping fee.

After ringing up Cobalt's restock order, Soothing Care quickly went back to the storage area and was back in two minutes with a plain cardboard box, with no markings whatsoever to give away the contents that wait within; three dozen Foal at Heart diapers, two containers of wipes, and two bottles of foal powder. Cobalt slid two silver 50-bit coins, took the box in his horn's magical grasp, thanked Soothing, and was on his way without a fuss.

Levitating the box just above his back, it was an eight-minute walk back to the small one-bedroom dwelling he shared with Sky on the edge of Ponyville's west side. Walking in the front door, he carried the box back towards the room, and wasn't even through the bedroom doorway before his nose picked up the unmistakable scent of a dirty diaper. He scrunched his nose and made his way into the bedroom, where he saw Sky still in the crib, head rolled far to the right, his tongue trying to pull his pacifier back into his mouth.

"Hey there you." Cobalt greeted, setting the box next to the changing table, and came up and lowered the rails of the crib. He magically grabbed the wayward pacifier and popped it back into the pegasus' mouth, before his gaze fell down to his husband's diaper. He pressed lightly on the front, then gently slid down to between his legs, and pressed, getting a soft, mushy resistance in return, as well as a fresh waft of manure.

"Tsk tsk. I think I have a stinky little colt here, don't I? Sheesh, I wasn't even gone an hour. What a helpless little baby." Cobalt told him, Sky's cheeks reddening at the words. He could never get enough of Cobalt's chastisements. He felt the magical restraints dissipate and his body levitated up out of the crib and floated over to the changing table. His diaper sagged slightly, but was once again pressed against his body when he was set down on the cool changing mat on the table.

To Cobalt, dealing with Sky when he peed in his diapers was no big deal, but messy diapers were decidedly his least favorite part of his husband's role play. But he stomached it, because he knew that the act, and being cared for and cleaned afterward, got Sky further into his headspace than any other ageplay activity.

The unicorn took one last breath of comparatively fresh air, then ripped the tapes of Sky's well-used diaper one by one, before opening it up to start to deal with what wait inside.

"Oh my, what a messy, horny foal I have here." Cobalt said, taking note of the hard erection that had thankfully stayed relatively free of the mess in the back of the diaper. So he had been a good colt and didn't get off without permission. The words succeeded in getting Sky to hide the bottom half of his face behind his front hooves in embarrassment. He began cleaning off Sky's rump as best he could with wipes in his magical grasp one by one, before he lifted Sky off the dirty diaper and rolled it up and deposited it in the pail under the changing table. Keeping his back half suspended above the changing mat, Cobalt finished cleaning his husband's posterior, before giving his front side a good once over, focusing especially on his stallionhood, before unfolding a clean diaper and slipping it underneath before setting Sky down on it.

Instead of feeling and smelling foal powder being sprinkled on him, he instead felt the cold, wet substance around and in his tailhole, and peeked down and indeed saw a bottle of lube in Cobalt's magical grasp. Thus, it was time for what the couple had deemed a fair trade; Cobalt's price for cleaning his messy butt; putting it to use immediately after.

'Poop comes out, dick goes in.' Cobalt had lewdly joked awhile back.

With Sky's tailhole sufficiently lubed, Cobalt turned his attention to his own erect stallionhood with another magically-levitated glob of lubrication. A few seconds later, the unicorn raised up, putting his front hooves up on the changing table on both sides of Sky, his slick cock beginning to gently prod the pegasus' hole. Sky lowered his front hooves to the changing mat, preparing himself for the entrance. He had been on the receiving end far less often and for far less time than Cobalt had been, and he had discovered that the key to enduring the initial entrance was to not forget to breathe.

'Just concentrate on your breathing, Sky.' The pegasus told himself. And so he did, doing his best to relax as Cobalt's unflared head began to slowly press into him, centimeter by centimeter. At the halfway point, Cobalt paused, letting his husband get used to him, going gently back and forth a few times, before continuing in further. When the unicorn had bottomed out, Sky could swear he felt Cobalt's tip in his stomach. The unicorn slowly pulled out halfway, then slid back in just slightly faster. He repeated this a few times, getting a bit faster each time. As much as Sky tried to keep his breathing steady, his breaths were seemingly pushed out of his lungs every time Cobalt bottomed out his cock inside him.

"Good boy... Good boy..." Cobalt praised his foal, encouraging him to keep his breathing going, as it never took him long once he sunk himself inside his husband; he was just too fucking adorable, how he moaned and whined in between breaths, how his erect wings fluttered with nearly every thrust. His own stallionhood was throbbing and rock hard, but it wasn't quite enough to get him off; in his mind, getting fucked didn't quite compare to the touch of Cobalt's hooves, or the soft, thick embrace of a diaper, be it clean, soaked, or messy.

Cobalt's increasing rhythm began to get a bit jerky and Sky knew it would only be a few more seconds. The unicorn's breath deepened and he gritted his teeth as he suddenly halted his thrusts, sinking all the way into his husband, and his tip erupted with a flow of hot spunk, pumping it into his pegasus' backside. One load, followed by a second, third, and fourth.

After ten seconds, they decreased to weak squirts for another five seconds, then down to a dribble, and then Cobalt had emptied himself entirely into him. By now, he was panting lightly, gazing down lovingly at his dearest.

"What a good little pony you are..." Cobalt praised as he began to calm his panting, leaning further down to kiss him on the snout. He began to slowly pull out, and as soon as he was free with a squelching sound, Sky immediately felt something else poke at him, considerably colder than Cobalt's length had been. It took him only a second to realize that Cobalt had lubed up their butt plug.

"Since you've already emptied yourself out already, how about you keep that in you for a little while, hm?" Cobalt said as he gently nudged and twisted the plug into his husband. Once the flare was in, it slid in the rest of the way easily, and was held in place by the flat base. Giving it a few loving pokes to make sure it was snug and secure, Cobalt then followed through with sprinkling the foal powder over Sky's diaper area, then brought the front of the diaper up and taped it snugly shut. He patted the front of the diaper, Sky's erection easily identifiable even through the thick padding, and levitated him up and set him down on the floor.

Sky fluttered up to the top shelf, grabbed a blue collar off with his teeth, and took it on the tip of his left wing upon landing back on the carpet, spinning the collar with his wing.

"Now don't think this cute little foal of yours has forgotten that this is your day to play too..."