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Exploration

Throughout the day, Pinkie worked. She made cakes and cookies, sold things at the front of the shop, and played with the Cake twins. But through it all, her strange encounter with Nurturing Love kept replaying in the back of her mind. Hearing her story had certainly made sense to her, and it had made her think. She looked over at the Cake twins. She saw their carefree play, and how happy they were. What would it be like to be one of them? She felt herself imagining it. She felt a rush of giddiness overcome her. She wanted to know more. She needed to know more.

She went to bed that night with one thought in mind: She had to try this for herself.

She waited until the Cakes and the twins were out for the day, and she was on her break, when she went out shopping. Nurturing Love had said there was a new shop for Adult Foals in Ponyville, and she decided to set out and find it. She decided not to look in the obvious shops, but she did take a look in a foal supply store. No such luck. She thought over what Nurturing Love had said, and then she remembered that the store was new. Then it clicked. Could it be? She sprinted over to the new shop that opened up the day she stumbled upon the nursery. She Opened the door to an ordinary looking shop. When she poked her head inside, she saw shelves littered with adult foal diapers. This was definitely the place. However, she didn’t see any other adult foal supplies. Maybe they were in the back? That made sense. She went up to the counter to see a friendly male stallion wearing a sweater and spectacles with a mustache.

“Good day, miss. Welcome to Foals and Fillies supply store. My name is Helping Heart. How may I assist you?” He asked.

“Hello there! Do you sell Adult Foal supplies?” Pinkie asked.

“We certainly do, Young Filly! How can I help you?” He asked.

“Well, I’m kinda new to this Adult Foal thing. Can you give me a place to start?” She asked.

“I surely can!” He said. He went to one of the shelves behind the counter and pulled out a beige box. “This should be helpful in starting you out.” He opened up the box. “There’s a box of adult foal diapers- mostly with nighttime absorbency to start you off, wipes, powder, rash cream, a pacifier, a few bottles, and a stuffed animal.” He said.

“I like it. Buuuut, can I have a different stuffed animal?” She asked. “I like this one okay, but it just doesn’t scream “me”.” She said.

“You sure can, miss! Take a look at our plushie hall of fame! I’ll let you put in any one you like in your box!” He said. Pinkie eyed the plushies for about a minute before she came across a stuffed alligator that looked a lot like Gummy.

“Oh! Oh! Can I have the alligator? He looks just like my pet Gummy!” She said. He smiled.

“Absolutely! In fact, just for you he’s on the house.” He said. Pinkie Grinned.

“Wow! Thanks!” She said. “How much is the box?”

“That’ll be fifteen bits.”

Pinkie paid with a smile. “Thanks so much for your help!”

“Anytime, miss! Come back if you have any questions for me, okay?”

“I sure will! Thank you!” She said.

“Anytime, Miss!” He called after her.

Pinkie made her way back to Sugarcube Corner, and put the box upstairs in her bedroom under the bed before going down to finish her duties.

When the day wound to a close, Pinkie finished up her chores. She went up to her room and waited until the Cakes were asleep. When she was certain that the house was quiet, Then she went downstairs, grabbed a mug, and heated up some milk. She went back upstairs and pulled out the box from beneath the bed. She grabbed the package of diapers first and stared at them. They looked thick, and very comfortable. She carefully tore the package open, being careful to make as little noise as possible, and picked up the diaper. It crinkled softly, and the sound almost made her giggle. She fished out the powder and slid a diaper beneath herself. It was like laying on a pillow. She put on some rash cream just to be safe, powdered herself carefully, and then taped up the diaper. She wiggled around, trying to get a feel for the new sensation. The soft crinkling was homey to her. There was something about it that made her feel safe.

Remembering the milk at her bedside, she grabbed a bottle from the box and unscrewed the nipple. She poured in the milk and put the nipple back on. Then, she began to drink. She noticed that the milk wasn’t coming out as quickly as she liked, so she used a quill to open the hole a bit more. Then it came out much more easily. She settled into the rhythm of suckling, focused on drawing out the milk inside. She calmed down. When the milk ran out, she grabbed the pacifier from the box, along with her new stuffed alligator, and began to suckle the pacifier as she played with the toy. She imagined herself on an adventure with the Alligator, who she named Glub Glub. They were trekking through a swamp together, Playing in the water. When she felt the need to urinate come over her. She wasn’t afraid though. Instead, she was excited. As she waded through the water, she released her bladder, and felt only warmth. She opened up her eyes from her play and looked down at her diaper. It was yellowed and swollen, but it wasn’t nearly full. For a minute, she lay there, just shifting around. Then, she moved to change herself. It wasn’t fun, but she decided it was worth it. She threw the diaper into the trash outside, and then went back inside, falling asleep with her pacifier in, holding Glub Glub, and thinking one single thing:

This was the best thing she had ever tried.