Rainbow Dash bathed in as she sunshine perched atop a particularly billowy cloud. Her hooves ached from cloud bucking to ensure that Celestia’s sun warmed Ponyville after a few spotty rain showers.
As caught her breath, her mind swimming with thoughts of a tall glass of cider she’d get tonight, a letter fluttered onto her snout.
“Special delivery Dash!”
In the distance, clumsily fluttering about, was Derpy Hooves. The bumbling mail pony seemed to be humming a weirdly familiar jingle as she flew away. She couldn’t quite place her hoof on where the tune was from, perhaps television...
Rainbow let the letter fall onto her belly. The design of the wax sealing caused her to lose her train of thought, as it was emblazoned with a puffy white cloud. She ripped open the top and began to peer through the contents, her eyebrows raising with each paragraph that the curious message contained...
* * *
A large warehouse loomed over Rainbow Dash. This seemed like the right address listed on her formal request. A bit shabby looking, but she knew this part of Cloudsdale wasn’t particularly sketchy. She readjusted the backpack slung over her shoulder and flew around the windowless building for some sort of point of entry. On the side of the structure between the thin alleyway separating it from the rest of the buildings on the block, stood a single door with a sign pinned to it that read “Staff Enter Here”.
With no real other way to get in, as the large sheet metal shutters were firmly locked, she peered through the door.
As her head peeked through the slim crack, her eyes were assaulted by bright lights illuminating some kind of set amidst the dim interior. The pastel blue walls and faux clouds that littered the lit up area were the complete opposite of what she was expecting. As her eyes adjusted to the darkness of the rest of the space that wasn’t showered in intense light, she began to see the ponies hustling and bustling throughout, each preoccupied with various tasks from handling boom mics and cameras to pushing large clothing racks or adjusting the the set itself.
One particular white colored pegasus seated upon a wooden folding chair perked up as she noticed the fresh sunlight now creaking into the room. She seemed to be wearing something strange, but Dash couldn’t quite make it out as as the pegasus practically jumped out of her seat and charged over to the cyan pony.
“Why hello! You must be Rainbow Dash with the Wonderbolts! It’s such a pleasure to meet such a star!”
The overly cheery pony yanked Dash into the building and wrapped her hooves around her.
“The name’s Pampered Bliss, but you can just call me Ms. Bliss. I assume you’re here to take up the modeling position I wrote you about?”
“Well, um, Ms. Bliss, I thought I stop by and check it out. Lets me take some time off and hang out at my hometown for a bit. Though i’m not sure exactly what I’m gonna be modeling exactly. You said that it’s got to do with a new sponsorship deal with the Wonderbolts?”
“It’s more of a promotional deal to be precise. You see we-”
A back stage door slammed open followed by the ruffling of feathers and loud rustling of plastic.
“Alright, I’ve got my diaper on and I’m ready to rock-”
The griffon froze mid entrance, her eyes locked on to the all too familiar rainbow maned mare.”
“Dash! What the hay are you doing here!”
Rainbow Dash burst into laughter at the sight of her old flying buddy. She wore a sporty looking bomber jacket with a white fur trim and a pair of aviator sunglasses, though that wasn’t the cause of the uproar. Her stylish get up couldn’t detract anpony that laid their eyes her from tremendously thick set out padding that hugged her haunches.
‘What in Celestia’s name are you wearing? You look like some kind of overgrown toddler dressed up as a flyer for Nightmare Night!’
“Cut it, Dash. This not what you-”
“Gildy, baby, how’s my favorite diaper model doing? You look fabulous in that outfit, perfect for the shoot. I’ll make sure to thank the costume manager. Ready to strut your stuff for the camera?”
Deep growls escaped the griffon as her face flushed.
“Not. Now. Ms. Bliss.”
“What’s the matter, wake up on the wrong side of the cloud? You were so excited for today’s filming, I thought you couldn’t wait to get your claws on the new designs?”
“I did not, I would never, you, I-”
The Griffon took a deep breath
“Ms. Bliss, you didn’t tell me you were getting her.”
“You know Ms. Dash? I had no clue, you never mentioned you had friends in the Wonderbolts. Would have just been easier for you to ask her instead of me sending letters.”
“I just thought you were getting another pony Wonderbolts, you know like Spitfire or Soarin!”
“She’s the only one that wrote responded, so I rolled with it. Are you okay Gildy, you seem a bit worked up? You were so earlier when I told you we landed the deal.”
Dash simply sheltered her laughter behind her hoof as Gilda struggled to keep her feathers from ruffling into a knot. The madly giggling mare tried to contain herself the best she could for Ms Bliss’ sake as well, as she too seemed to be wearing.
“We’ve just got history, to keep it simple. And I would have at least had time to prepare if she was coming, this is not how I wanted her to see me!”
“Well that’s silly, you’ve already been on television, she’s probably already seen you in your adorable little diapers already. Plus you wear them all the time now, I’d imagine you’d have told anypony close to you.”
“Bliss!” Gilda strained her voice not to sound too upset at her, “Usually the costumes keep other ponies from knowing that it’s me! And I try to be decent when I go in public so that I’m not showing the whole world my flank! Plus she hasn’t seen me since I it happened.”
The pieces of the puzzle that laid in front of Rainbow Dash began to line. The jingle, the brand name, the diapers, the spokes-griffon she vaguely recalled seeing.
“Wait, you’re Gildy the Cloudys Griffon? I never really thought about it but it all makes sooo much sense! I thought it was just a coincidence that the names sounded similar cause, like, how many names with a G can griffon’s have?”
Rainbow shifted into fourth gear laughter as she reeled over clutching her sides.
“Look Dash, the only reason I’m taking this job is cause it pays well and they’ve got good benefits, got it?
“Like what, complementary diaper changes? Or a lifetime supply of Cloudys?”
“Oh ha ha, very funny dash. Don’t act so high and mighty. You took the job too.”
“I haven’t taken anything. I got invited on behalf of the Wonderbolts. The letter never mentioned anything about this being an advertisement for over sized diapers.”
Ms. Bliss, who was still trying to process the situation unfolding between the duo, focused her attention towards Rainbow Dash.
“I simply didn’t want to scare you away. But I did include the company name, so I figured it was implied that way.”
“Cloudys could be anything! I thought it sounded familiar, like I’d seen it before somewhere, but I didn’t think much of it.”
“Who are these even for? What kind of grown pony would even want to buy something like this?”
The snow white pegasus cleared her throat as prelude for a lecture she seemed to have perpetually prepared at the back of her mind.
“Here’s the scoop. The company started as adult diaper manufacturer to serve ponies with incontinence. A necessary cause, decent profits but nothing really to write home about. But as of late sales trends have gravitated toward newly a newly emerging market of those who wear diapers for leisure rather than pure necessity. On top of this, there was a growing desire for our current customer base to have diapers that were both more absorbent and stylish.”
Rainbow Dash yawned, only half paying attention while Gilda mostly fidgeted with her diaper, trying to cover it from the view of her bored friend.
“While it may seem a bit far fetched to jump on catering to that new demographic, our marketing team has been hard at work to get rid of the negative stigma associated with diapers. And so far it’s been a rousing success, with more ponies than ever wanting to live a more convenient and comfortable lifestyle. And just like that, we’ve got a brand spanking new fashion trend on the rise, and we’re heading that wave. At this rate we’re gonna run toilet sales, well, straight down the toilet.”
Dash scrunched her face trying to make sense of Bliss’s spiel.
“So basically you guys want to make diapers like, trendy?”
“In a way, yes. I want to help both ponies that suffer from incontinence be more comfortable with their diapers and those who wear for recreation something that meets their needs, as me and Gildy happen to fit into bit of both groups.”
Pampered Bliss fussed with her hair and kicked her hoof against the cold cement floor.
“I apologize if I was misleading or if I caused this misunderstanding between you two, I had no idea. I just-”
Gilda put her claw on her shoulder.
“It’s fine, I’ve calmed down a bit, I just got a little worked up.”
She closed her eyes and exhaled.
“Looks like I owe you an explanation, huh Dash?”
Rainbow straightened herself up and tilted her head quizzically.
“A couple months back I got pretty dinged up doing some speed flying. Nothing major really, but it was just bad enough in just the right spots that it messed something up that wasn’t to well off to begin with. Remember back in Junior Speedsters? My ‘special night time protection’?”
“Yeah, I remember you wore those pull-up things to bed all the time. I stood up for you when the other ponies were bullying you about it…”
Her voice trailed off as she re-framed her earlier behavior.
“Yeah. So long story short I’ve got a pretty bad case of incon because of a gnarly wipe-out. Naturally, I was ticked off beyond belief. But it’s something you learn to live with. Figure out what clothes keep it hidden, ”
The pony picked up the conversation.
“Oh yes, she became a pretty consistent customer at our wholesale store here in Cloudsdale. Every couple of weeks or so she’d be back for another large order.”
“Eventually one thing lead to another, and we sort of became business partners in a way when I wanted to really make a difference for ponies, er well, and griffons with this kind of issue.”
The griffon nodded.
“So that’s why I signed up. If there’s anyone that can rock diaper and make them cool, it’s me.”
Gilda pulled up the ends of her jacket to let her diaper shine again.
“And it turns out these things aren’t so bad.”
Ms. Bliss smiled.
“Not so bad? Please, I’ve never met another critter that loves these thing more than you do know. And in my line of work catering to some of the ponies I’ve worked with, that’s a hard spot to earn.”
The griffon rubbed the back of her neck as Ms. Bliss rolled her eye and turned to Rainbow.
“So what do you say, you still want in? No pressure, you’re not obligated to anything. I figure this is a lot to take to process in such a short time.”
Rainbow Dash stared at her griffon friend. The timid and vulnerable demeanor that been bogging her down earlier had melted away, revealing that cocky bird she knew and loved. To Dash the diapers weren’t really that big a deal, though kinda silly if anything, but Gilda carried them with a certain passionate weight. They were more than a simple garment, but rather a part of herself now. In fact besides when they used to fly together, she couldn’t remember seeing her this genuinely happy.
“Don’t think I would have taken you up on your offer if I saw the full picture. But...”
She rushed over to Gilda and put her in a headlock.
“I can’t leave this gruff ol’ griffon hanging, now can I.”
Ms. Bliss squealed.
“Great! Let’s cut with the chit chat and get back on schedule.”
She turned back to the set workers and gave a shout.
“Wonderbolt deal’s on everypony! Let’s get the shoot rolling!”
All of the work ponies, who had paused their duties to eavesdrop on earlier events, went back to doing their jobs. One of the assistants strolled up with a large plastic package and handed it to Ms. Bliss. It was Wonderbolt blue, but didn’t have any actual graphic design on it aside from that.
“Wait, why’d you go through the trouble of already making Wonderbolts diapers if you didn’t have someone to play the part already.”
“We secured the brand deal already and we're gonna do a limited edition run, but they went over really well with test audiences, so we decided to make them a full fledged design.”
She tore open the bag and perused through the varying designs. They all had base white covers with differing degrees of blue and yellow trim and highlighting on the ruffly bit and tapes. The Wonderbolts logo itself dotted the diaper along with dainty clouds, but on the landing zone itself they had portraits of the different flyers with a cheesy yet endearing tagline for each one printed on the flip-side.
“We sent invites to other members of the Wonderbolts, but you’re the only one to respond from what I understand. But we still got the okay to use their likenesses.”
Dash’s eyes found their way to the design that had herself. It was like looking into a crinkly mirror. She gave it a turn and saw “Sonic Rainboom” written on the back.
“Either way we would have gone through with it, but with you on board we can actually have much better marketing. Once we get the footage we need, you’ll be on the packages, on the posters, cardboard cutouts in stores, TV and maybe some radio ads.”
Rainbow Dash gulped as the technical details began to give her slight pangs of regret.
“Let’s start with a good old fashion photo shoot. Brought you’re Wonderbolts outfit like I asked?”
“Uh, yup, it’s right here.”
“Perfect! ”
Ms. Bliss tossed the Dash diaper over to her soon to be model, which she fumbled to catch. She examined it as she passed it off to her wing. The gears in her brain churned to a screeching halt as she unfurled it. She frantically turned it over and over, searching for any inkling of a sign that let her know which fold went where. And all the foal diapers she’d seen only had two tapes, what the hay was she supposed to do with four?
Both the director and the griffon looked at each other with big dumb grins stretching from ear to ear.
“Gildy, help change her into her diaper, will you.”
“It’d be my pleasure.”
She yanked the diaper out of her friends wings.
“Who’s laughing now, Dashy?”
“Can it already. Not all of us can be experts at putting on diapers, kay?”
Rainbow let herself plop onto one of the bean bag chairs disguised as clouds on the set.
“Glad to see you’re finally admitting to that fact I’m better at something than you are.”
Gilda threaded the padding through her legs with a level of precision that came only through countless diaper changes. She procured what seemed like a flask, but when she twisted the cap and held it upside down over the diaper, fresh foal powder snowed down. Her claws carefully calculated exactly where the tapes should go for the perfect fit for her pony friend. With the front set, she lifted Dash’s legs up high, much to her embarrassment of being pony-handled by the strong griffon, so that she could fit the tail through the tail tape hole.
“There we are,” Gilda sighed as her claw patted the crinkly cover down, “that’s how you diaper up.”
Rainbow Dash furled her eyebrows as she prodded the front of her covered crotch. Ms. Bliss got closer to fully inspect her new model.
“So what do you think? Give them a little walk and stretch your legs a bit. Might take a while to get used to.”
Though a bit unsure of how to maneuver her backside properly through the voluminous padding, Dash thrust herself up and wobbled a bit like a newborn foal.
With a few shimmies of her rump and swishes of her tail, the diaper began to settle and find its place on her cyan flank.
“It’s actually… Kinda like wearing a cloud…”
“Hence the name Cloudys. They do incorporate hyper absorbent technology that harness the power of actual clouds. Only diaper on the market to do so, in fact. Big reason why ponies are moving away from cloth. Good on sensitive skin, hassle free, and all natural. For the most part. The bits that aren’t can be recycled easily.”
Ms. Bliss had been busy setting up some tripod cameras as well as adjusting the lens of a handheld one.
“Now get up their and flaunt the goods. If you need tips just follow Gildy, she’s got you covered.”
The camera flash stunned Rainbow as she stumbled back onto the cloud seats. She could barely make out the cameras from the intense shine of the industrial lights. Right beside her Gilda began owning the stage, testing out different angles and poses all with her diaper front and center. She shifting from a “whatever” expression with her sunglasses dangling a bit, to her popping her collar, to a more coy and sultry expression as she bent over one of the clouds.
“A little help would be nice, Gildy.”
The griffon helped her up and fluffed out her diaper.
“Just think of yourself like a rock-star. You’re cool and you know it. So point yourself at the camera and show it.”
Rainbow Dash mimicked some of the moves she saw earlier, though with far less flare.
The camera ponies, including Ms. Bliss, hollered some encouragement her way.
“There you go, keep it up, you’re getting it!”
“Smile! No, pout! How about a flippant stare into the distance!”
“You’re a Wonderbolt, act like one! Just imagine that you just landed after a show and are basking in the roar of the crowd!”
With each new voice cheering her on, the embarrassment that nagged at her brain began to dissipate. Her comfort levels rose with each new flash until she was keeping up with her stage partner.
“Atta girl, Dash, now you rocking ‘em.”
Gilda drew her in close for a couple of shots with them together. Now with the duo fully revved up, they began to integrate props, such as an over-sized mock up of the new Wonderbolts diaper package and extra diapers for them to hold up for the camera.
Ms. Bliss, satisfied with what they had so far, signaled for the costume pony to go over to Rainbow Dash for a couple of shots with her uniform on.
After one prompt wardrobe change, Dash as back in the fray, this time showing off smooth curves of her diaper in the streamlined latex suit. The warmth from the lamps and the constant movement had beads of sweat rolling off her, but the heat of the moment burned brighter as she let the camera crew egging her on capture every possible shot
“Alright, that’s a wrap for the photo shoot. We’ve got plenty of footage.”
Ms. Bliss handed Rainbow Dash a couple loose sheets of paper held together by a binding ring.
“Take 30, cool off and take a look at the script. Not much to memorize, shouldn’t be too tough for you.”
Gilda and Rainbow got a couple water bottles from an ice cooler off to the side and chugged them down.
They exhaled, their breath frosted from the perfectly chilled refreshments. The griffon hiked up her diaper as she turned to the panting pony.
“See why I kept working here, Dashy?”
She nodded.
“Yeah. It’s a rush. The lights, the cheering, the warmth you feel when you’ve got all eyes on you. Almost like-”
“You’re flying in a race?
“Yeah. Exactly.”
“Well, unlike a race, the real heart pounding stuff come later. Is when you see yourself on an actual ad that other ponies are gonna see. That’s a crazy rush.”
Dash began leafing through the script and soaking up the few lines she had.
“Aren’t you afraid of everyone noticing.”
“Was at first. But then I remembered I don’t give a flying feather what anypony thinks of me. Nothing’s more rebellious than doing something like this. And if I’m really gonna be stuck wearing these things, then I’m gonna make damn sure people look at me and go, ‘that griffon’s cool, she doesn’t care at all’.”
Her eyes lifted off of the pages and at Gilda. Even knowing her as long as she did, it never got any easier understanding what went on behind that feathery skull of hers.
“You’re the coolest, G. Nothing can ever take that away from you.”
She kept her head turned away from Dash, hiding a quivering eye and the scarlet hue spreading across her cheeks.
“Alright, regroup in five!”
Ms. Bliss voice echoed throughout.
“Let’s finish this up so we can send it over to the guys in editing.”
The diapered duo waddled over to the set, which they found was bit more spruced up with the props from earlier more strategically placed.
Gilda got into position and Rainbow waited just out of frame, ready for her que.
The large video blinked to life as Ms. Bliss stuck the slate board in front of it.
“Quiet on set! Ready in five, four, three, two, one. Action!”
She slammed the board.
Gilda puffed up her chest and stretched her wings like she had just gotten through a rigorous flight session.
“Hey all you cool dudes and dudettes, Gildy the Diaper Griffon back again to give you the lowdown on the most trusted name in adult incontinence wear, Cloudys.”
She continued to expertly recited monologue as she paced across the set with several of the cameras following her.
“If you’re anything like me, you know you don’t settle for anything less than the best. Because whether I’m flying high or kicking back, I can’t have anything stop me, especially not leaks.”
She did an about face, letting the camera get a nice close up shot of the diaper hugging her flank.
“And with Cloudy’s you’re sure to keep accidents from raining on your parade, all while looking as rad as ever. With our super absorbent inner core made with natural Cloudsdale clouds, tall leak guards for those heavy duty messes, and ultra strong double sided tapes to keep that padding locked in place even during a loop de loop”
Her wings spread out again to let her showcase just that.
“There’s nothing that will keep flying longer looking flyer.”
The griffon paced herself perfectly so that she reached the over-sized display package of diapers just as she finished.
“But hey, if you won’t believe it coming out of my beak, maybe you will when it’s coming from the mouth of the Wonderbolt’s very own Rainbow Dash, the fastest flying in all of Equestria.
She got into frame and leaned on the opposite side, but as soon as the camera lens turned to loom over her, Rainbow Dash froze up. The lines she had just memorized ran through her head, but her mouth remained shut.
“Cut!”
Ms. Bliss approached the stopped up pony.
“That was great Gildy, you’re a one take wonder with these things. But Dashy, don’t stress, just think about the energy from earlier and go for it. A couple of line’s all we need, sweet
“Sorry, I’ve just never really been on camera before. Well kinda with the Wonderbolts and stuff, but I mean, not in like an acting type thing.”
“Don’t worry, it’s perfectly fine. Gildy’s part’s done, and we’re gonna do a cut to a close up of you for your lines.”
Gilda put out her fist.
“Ease up Dash, just be cool. Natural remember? Don’t have to play a character, just be yourself.”
“Right, okay. I can do this. I can do this.”
She gave her a hoofbump and got into position.
Ms. Bliss clamped the slate board yet again and gave the signal.
With a deep breath, Dash hyped herself up.
Just like you’re showing off before a flight, nothing to it
“That’s right G, when you’re an always active and on the go go-getter like us, you don’t let anything like bathroom breaks slow you down. Whether it’s in the middle of a race or stunting my way through the sky, I make sure that I’m packing premium padded protection. That’s why I choose Cloudys over any other brand. Nothing soaks up any unexpected showers like Cloudys. They’ve even got fade when wet clouds to let you know when you’re in need of a pit stop.
Rainbow Dash let the camera get a close up of her rear end as she looked over her shoulder.
“Pick up the only Wonderbolts approved diaper today, now with flashy new designs that’ll make ponies jealous they’re not sporting a pair of these bad boys.”
“And cut. Excellent work you two, you make my job look easy when you knock it out of the park in a couple takes.”
The director spoke as she rifled through the earlier captured pictures on her hand held camera.
“We’ve got the photos done, Gildy already did the extra voice over work yesterday that we can splice in if need be, and enough footage for the television ad. All we need are some usage shots of you rainbow.”
“Wait what!? Usage shots!?”
Dash’s eyes darted back and forth.
“Don’t you use like colored water or something for this part!? Or like… like… a stunt double?”
“We used to, but when Gilda joined she suggested we go for the real thing to show people just how practical they are. And the sales figures back her up.”
Gilda chuckled to herself.
“Don’t chicken out now, Dashy? Not brave enough to do your own stunts?”
“Oh, no no no. Don’t pull that one on me. Wearing’s one thing, using is a whole different ball game.”
‘It ain’t as bad as you think. Like sitting on a raincloud. Don’t tell me you’ve never they’re at least a little comfy sitting on one of those squishy little things.”
“Even if it did, I wouldn’t sit on one on camera for the first time!”
“All I’m saying is what’s more embarrassing. Peeing a diaper or the fact that a pony that considers herself a daredevil can’t let her bladder slip for a second.”
“Ms. Bliss, do I really have to do this?”
“It’s up to you. For someone who's afraid of being seen as a baby you sure don’t mind whining like one.”
She turned back to Gilda, who had begun kicking back on one of the clouds with another bottle of water.
“No use in quitting now. You’ve gone this far, might as well go all the way.”
As she let the stream of water emptied the container and traveled down her gullet, another rush of water began to flow elsewhere. Her diaper swelled in front of the whole studio illuminated by the bright lights shining off the quickly filling plastic. The prints faded away, leaving the buttery smooth cover for the griffon to run a claw through. Though Gilda didn’t know she had to go, she could tell by her friends reaction that her body was taking care of business.
“See, ain’t bad at all. Pretty liberating actually.”
Rainbow Dash’s face was just as warm from the blood rushing through her cheeks as Gilda’s freshly pissed in diaper.
“Alright, alright. You’re right, if I’m doing this I’m going in.”
She unzipped her uniform and placed it carefully and folded it back into the bag she brought it in.
“Ready when you are. That water earlier already run its course so the sooner the better. I’d like to not have a real accident.”
Ms. Bliss giggled eagerly and she motioned the camera operator who was on brake to come over for a quick shoot.
With everything all set, the snap of the slate board signaled that the cameras were once again rolling.
Rainbow Dash spread her legs a bit and breathed in and out, in and out. She typically didn’t suffer from being pee shy, but having a massive piece of recording equipment, an eager director eyeing you, and your best friend watching in her own wet diaper didn’t make for the ideal peeing conditions. Images of running water flashed in her head trying to jumpstart the process, but to little avail.
She opened her eyes and stared at Gilda’s diaper. The fresh memory of her childhood compatriot flooding her diapers played over and over again until finally small trickles began to find their way onto the inner surface of the padding.
The camera dolly inched forward, bringing the lens to capture every inch of Dash’s padded rear end in high definition glory. The vibrant designs and shimmering plastic looked extra crisp through the viewfinder, awaiting the money shot, so to speak, of the diaper doing it’s duty.
Rainbow’s body did the rest of the work once that initial mental barrier was shattered, ushering in the tidal wave of urine. Much like her friend’s diaper, her’s began to grow delightfully heavy as it greedily soaked all the incoming liquid.
The fact that the camera kept Rainbow’s face out of the frame definitely saved the editors time having to cut her scrunched up face she made.
Not unlike a cloud, the diaper swelled up way more than she was expecting. Her hoof gently pressed against it to her coat, but to her surprise it wasn’t as damp as she was anticipating. It felt much more fluffy and full, but not uncomfortably so. At most it had a light squished when she really pushed forward
“Cut! And that’s a wrap. I don’t think we’ll need any extra footage, that’s plenty to work with for the T.V. spot.”
She handed Dash spare diaper.
“Case you want to wear one out. Seems like you’re enjoying it.”
“Uh, I’m good…”
She shook her tail to adjust the diaper a bit.
Gilda got up from her seat and grabbed the diaper Ms. Bliss held out.
“Well I could use a spare.”
She waddled off behind the set.
“Dash, you want to head to the green room with me? I could use a claw with this.”
“Yeah G, I kinda want out too.”
The diapered duo disappeared behind the door with a click as it locked behind them.
Ms. Bliss glanced down at her camera. The viewer had highlighted a photo of the two of them leaning together smiling next to the large package of diapers.
‘“Who would have thought…”
A smile spread across her face as she powered it down and got back to work helping direct the staff.
Author's Note
Yeah, another Gilda story. What can I say, I love the catbirb. Deeply inspired by my weird fetishistic love for diaper commercials.
I am mostly pleased with this story, though I think my biggest worry is the characterization, as I tried to make it fit with Gilda's and Rainbow's personalities, which can be tough when you're forcing them into diapers all the time. Though I believe that the story is lifted up by the concept itself well enough.
Overall I hope you enjoyed it!
