Dream Cycle - Rainbow Dash

The group quickly arrived at a few small tennis courts, the sergeant wheeling up a bin of several puffy somethings, as well as a couple rackets. “Alright, hoofball’s a pretty complicated sport, so we’re going to start you out with something easier. You’ll get some practice batting these clouds around, and no, you don’t get to use your diapers yet. The rackets should be good enough for now.”

Looking over the crowd, the sergeant called up two other ponies, giving them a racket each and setting them on opposite sides of the net. He bounced a cloud up into the air before smacking it towards one of the ponies. They began to volley the cloud back and forth, waddling around in their puffy diapers.

“Dash, Fireworks! You’re up here!” He called them over to the next court. Dash waddled over, a rather chipper pegasus bouncing on her rump behind her. “Alright, bounce it back and forth for now. Whoever gets the longest volley gets an extra treat at lunch tomorrow.”

Bouncing the cloud up, he smacked it towards Dash, who quickly swatted the cloud towards Fireworks, who bounced on her rear to return it, a rhythm quickly growing as they batted it back and forth.

Dash dove to the left to make one hit, then had to scramble to get the next one as it went a long way to the right instead.

She could see this was good training, it was making her think about where the cloud was going and when she'd need to move to intercept it. It was a pity she couldn't use her padding to do the job, but it was still giving her rump a very pleasing waddle…

As she kept going, however, she noticed that the cloud was getting larger. Every hit seemed to make it grow, just a little, and where it had previously hit the centre of the racket it was now hitting the entire racket at once.

It was looking darker too, and then with a tiny crackle of thunder it began to rain.

Dash nearly missed her next shot, and the rain as she hit it passed briefly over her suit – making it a little damp, seeming to make it swell up slightly.

Fireworks hit it next, producing another little shower of raindrops in all directions, and Dash waddled to hit it again

It was definitely getting bigger, with the cloud this time bulging around the sides of the racket and making Dash wetter than it had the first time.

Dash’s waddling was becoming steadily slower as the raincloud grew larger, her suit starting to slosh a bit as it filled steadily more with rain. Fireworks seemed to be having a bit more trouble too, though it didn’t show as much due to Dash often lobbing the cloud right back to her, allowing her to continue to bounce in place as she batted left and right. Dash panted from the effort of running back and forth across the court, the cloud now looking like a properly sized one and needing quite a bit of effort to smack back in Fireworks' direction.

The cloud bounced once on the ground, Fireworks jumping up to return it. As she swung her racket, though, the cloud let out a jolt of electricity, zapping Fireworks and freezing her in the air for a moment before the cloud smacked into her. She fell to the ground, the cloud starting to pour rain down onto her suit. It swelled quickly, growing quite sloshy and puffy as she rocked back and forth on her rump. Despite her now sodden condition, Fireworks didn’t seem too upset about it.

“Nice work, Dash. Go on and hit the showers, that’s all we’re doing today!” The sergeant said as he waddled over, watching as Fireworks playfully splashed about below the cloud.

Dash didn't need to be told twice, and waddled – and sloshed – her way over to the shower block.

There were several Shadowbutts already there, laughing and joking about something that had happened at practice, and Dash watched as one of them waddled into the showers and turned them on.

To her surprise, the Shadowbutt just showered in their suit. It immediately got wet and began to swell up, their diaper growing faster than the rest of the material, and they began to scrub with an oversized brush without being bothered by it in the least.

“Hey, silly filly,” one of the other Shadowbutts said. “Here for a shower?”

“Well, yeah,” Dash agreed. “But – so we seriously just go in like this?”

“How else?” the Shadowbutt asked, and used his diaper to smack her on the rump – producing a loud slosh sound. “In you go, come on!”

“B-but-” Dash stuttered, then got slosh-bounced again and the warm water over her was turned on.

It was lovely and warm, warmer than she'd expected and much more comfortable, and her suit swelled up more as the water filled it up. She could feel it soaking through to her coat, making her feel cozy, but at the same time she could feel her diaper growing rapidly as the water flowed into it.

She blushed as she realized the sound of the water was making her want to use her diaper, and her first attempt to discreetly cross her legs produced a loud squish-slish-slosh.

“Hehe, what’s that for? You’ve got a diaper on, don’t you? Besides, it’s not like you’re not wet already!” One of the Shadowbutts teased, poking Dash’s swelling diaper as she sloshed her own left and right in the steady stream of water. Dash’s blush just grew brighter as she uncrossed her legs, which only allowed her diaper to swell larger as she was no longer squeezing in on it. Dash tried to hurry out, but found herself hesitating. The water was quite warm and cozy… and she’d only just gotten in.

“Not so fast! You haven’t gotten a scrub down yet!” One of the others said, tugging Dash over. The pony began to scrub a bar of soap around Dash’s suit, getting it slick and sudsy, several large bubbles floating through the air as Dash bit back a gentle coo of enjoyment. She couldn’t help but lean into the scrubbing, loving as her diaper was pressed and squeezed around. She watched as another pony washed themselves off, only to tug open the neck of their suit. Water flowed down into it, their own diaper growing even quicker as they gained a bit of pudge from the water pooling in the belly of their suit.

They let the neck snap back with a splash, giggling and massaging their sloshy suit belly as the warm water continued to flow down around them.

The Shadowbutt who'd originally pushed Dash into the showers bounced into her, producing a loud squish and a splash, and Dash noted that he'd begun to swell up as well – all the Shadowbutts in the showers getting larger and larger, just like her own suit was getting bigger and bigger.

“We need to help the new silly filly get all squeaky clean!” another Shadowbutt called, and Dash gasped as two Shadowbutt butts squeezed her from either side.

They relented a moment later, but two more squeezed her from front and back, and then the two from before squeezed her from either side, and they set up a rhythm of squeeze-release-squeeze-release which made the rising water churn around her and the water in her suit slosh back and forth.

Bubbles rose up from the churning, pumping motion of the diaper-butt Shadowbutts, growing larger every moment as well, and there seemed to be less and less room. Dash began to feel a little dizzy, as if she was going round and round as well as Shadowbutt butts going in and out, and everything got faster and faster as the water level got higher and higher and the bubbles got more and more frothy-

-Dash stumbled a little in the corridor on the way to the dorm room.

Her suit was dry, and clean, and fluffy and toasty warm. And she was a little indistinct on how...

Rainbow shook her head, trying to clear her mind, which still seemed like it was full of frothy, sudsy Shadowbutts swirling around her…

She took a few steps forward, trying to remember where she was headed. Well, she was in the dorm building… and she usually showered right before bed, so…

Shrugging, figuring she didn’t really have any better reasoning, Dash began to waddle back to her dorm, burying her face a bit into her suit as she enjoyed how warm and comfy it was. She was soon pushing open the door to her dorm, only to find the room was rather bare compared to the night before. She looked around, confused, before a bit of rustling brought her eyes upward. Shadowbutts were all hanging from perches in the ceiling by their tails, ruffling leathery bat feathers as they snored.

“Wait… did I go in the wrong…?” Dash turned around to leave, only to find herself face to face with Moonbeam. “Uh, sorry, I think I’m in the wrong dorm.”

Moonbeam just smiled sweetly, stepping up to Dash. “Nonsense, this is where you slept last night, isn’t it? Come on, it’s much too late for you to be up, you have a big day ahead of you tomorrow!”

“But – um… hold on,” Dash began, realizing she was sounding a bit like Fluttershy, then tried again. “I… didn't sleep like that last night?”

“Well, Shadowbutts all sleep like that, so you must have done,” Moonbeam told her pleasantly. “Come on, now, it's time for bed!”

Dash yawned, wobbling a bit on her hooves – it was late – and decided to think about it another time. Or… wait…

“Here we are,” Moonbeam added, pulling something from behind her back. It was a thick, fleecy outfit, though Dash couldn't tell all the details. “In you get – forehooves in here, that's right.”

“Are these pyjamas or something?” Dash asked, dutifully stepping into the forehooves of the outfit and putting her head into the neck section – puzzled as to why the zip went up her back where she couldn't get at it. “It seems really cozy...”

“Of course it's cozy,” Moonbeam agreed, helping Dash's hind legs into that section, then doing up the zipper. “Let's have a look at you.”

She produced a mirror, and Dash did get a good look at herself – at the Shadowbutt-themed sleeper, with a large flap at the back held (barely) by a row of four buttons and a set of snug bat-wings covering her own feathery-wings to keep them warm.

She turned a little, getting a better view, and as she did she noticed that there were several long straps attached to the legs. “This looks kind of odd,” she said, holding one up.

“It’s to make sure you’re safe and snug, silly! Now, cross your hooves, please,” Moonbeam requested.

Dash wasn’t really sure if she should. It seemed snug enough as it was, and something felt off about the design of the sleeper. But before she could realize it, she had already obeyed, and her hooves were wrapped snugly around herself. Moonbeam pulled the straps on the ends of the sleeves tight around Dash’s back, Dash hugging herself just a bit tighter as they were secured. She wobbled a bit on her hind hooves, her diaper rustling as she tried to keep her balance. “Careful now, don’t want you falling to sleep before you’re up in bed, now!” Moonbeam teased.

Dash tried to tell Moonbeam that hanging upside down wasn’t really a bed, but she couldn’t bring her suddenly tired self to do so. She yawned widely as Moonbeam flew up to pull a perch down for Dash. With swift motions, Moonbeam tied Dash’s tail in a knot around the perch, giving her a gently hug. “Nighty night, Shadowbutt!” She said, before releasing the perch. It went whizzing back up to the ceiling, Dash finding herself yanked upwards with it. She gave a soft yelp of surprise as she suddenly found herself dangling above the ceiling in her puffy attire.

“H-hey, wait!” She tried to call after Moonbeam, but the captain had already left the room, leaving Dash to hang in the air. Dash scrunched her muzzle, swinging back and forth a bit as she tried to free herself. What kind of pony would call this a bed? This was silly! The only bit of comfort she was able to gain was noticing the poster she had picked out had indeed been pasted by her hanging spot, upside down so that it would appear right side up to the inverted pegasus.

Dash shifted a little, bouncing up and down as the perch wobbled a bit, and yawned. The poster of a Shadowbutt squishing Spitfire swam up and down in her vision, and she heard a faint hiss in her ears before a soothing voice began whispering just at the edge of her hearing.

She heard 'relaxation', 'sleep' and 'sweet dreams', and wondered a little muzzily if the idea was to make sure she got a good night's sleep so she could be a good Shadowbutt the next day. Then she wriggled in her plushy straitjacket, each tug just making her hug herself more, and blinked again before yawning and starting to drift off.

Despite her misgivings, this seemed to actually be pretty relaxing now she was giving it a go…

As she stared at the poster, it was almost like it was moving in her dreamy vision. Like the Shadowbutt was bouncing up and down, squishing the Wonderbutt more and more, and she wasn't sure which one she wanted to be more…

At some point in the night, Dash drifted half-way back to wakefulness. Words seemed to swim through her head one at a time, letting her assemble them into thoughts which were almost the only thing in her head.

Good, Shadowbutt, for, momma.

Happy, to, be, a, Shadowbutt.

Shadowbutt, loves, nice, soft, cosy, warm, crinkly, suit.

Dash mumbled and shook her head, yawning as she slowly began to wake back up. She was still dangling upside down in her harness, her legs wrapped up snugly in her straitjacket. She kicked her legs, her diaper crinkling softly as she did so. There was a sudden whistle tweet, causing her to jerk around with surprise, swinging back and forth and bumping into the other Shadowbutts around her.

“Come on, up and at ‘em, we’ve got another big day! Up, up, up!” The sergeant shouted. The other ponies around her untied their tails and fluttered down from the rafters. Dash was left swinging about, shouting after them.

“H-hey! Get me down from here!” Dash jerked around. As she swung about, the knot in her tail come loose, and with a flump!, she fell to the ground, bouncing off of her diaper. She landed in front of the sergeant, blushing brightly.

“Very funny, you’ll get to play games when you’re an actual Shadowbutt. Now hurry up!” The sergeant undid Dash’s straps before turning around to lead the others out of the barracks.

Wobbling a little, Dash hurried to catch up. The other ponies were waddling more-or-less in step, and Dash automatically fell into step with them – her diaper wiggling back and forth in time, watching the padded rumps in front of her swing back and forth.

Back and forth… it made her blink, then stare, something about the rhythmic motion causing her eyes to glaze over as her focus narrowed to the Shadowbutt butts swinging across her vision.

When the one just in front of her stopped moving, Dash ran into it with an oof. She blushed about her facefull of fluff, then looked around to see where they were.

“At last!” the sergeant said, glaring at her, and Dash blushed again at being the centre of attention in such an uncomplimentary way. “I hope you're going to pay more attention to your cartoons!”

“My what?” Dash asked, still confused.

“Your instruction video,” the sergeant repeated, turning on a giant screen against the wall.

Even before she looked, the musical theme at the beginning was enough to draw Dash's attention like a magnet. She felt she had to watch, to learn to be a good Shadowbutt, and when she caught a glimpse that was enough – it felt so good to watch and stare, she had no reason to do anything else.

Dash watched as the colors blended together to make a rather alluring blur. She swished her tail about as she stared up at the screen, a few of the other Shadowbutts making similarly amused remarks. The video showed several Shadowbutts bouncing along on their rears, diapers crinkling and releasing a cloud of foal powder every time they landed. The musical jingle began to die away as the screen zoomed out to show the Shadowbutts had been bouncing on some rather puffy letters spelling out ‘advanced techniques’. The voice over from the previous video came back, sounding as soothing as before.

“So, you’ve made it through basic Shadowbutt training, you must be quite proud!” (And Dash most certainly was) “You think you’re ready to take on the challenges of a real Shadowbutt?” The class nodded in unison. The voice chuckled, as if reacting to them. “Hoho, slow down there! You’ve still got a few more things to learn before you can start playing with the big kids! For starters, you’ll soon meet with some of the cheerleading team.” The video showed a few ponies in attire that was somehow simultaneously puffy and yet rather revealing. “These will be the ponies cheering you on during the games, and the ones leading the cheers for the audience!”

As if they could hear the voiceover, the cheerleader ponies perked up before starting to move in formation.

“That's right, that's right!” they chanted, not quite in unison but close, and bounced butts together in a back-and-forth sequence.

There was a short pause without any voices, and then the puffed-up cheerleaders flicked their tutus all together.

“Who's the type of poofy pega-foal who's got the skills to send the ball into the goal? Who's the first choice for crinkles and for struts?”

They looked out of the screen. “Let's hear you say it with us now-”

“Shadowbutts!” the trainees chorused. Dash was as loud as any of them, and proud for joining in – feeling like she was a good Shadowbutt for doing so.

“That's right!” the narrator agreed. “But any Shadowbutt has to know more than the basics to be able to work with their cheerleaders. Let's see them show off a few dance moves now, so you know how to work them into your routine!”

The cheerleaders shook their pom-poms and poofy behinds before forming a pyramid. The one at the top posed, then jumped off and bounced along the floor on their poofy diaper.

There was a subtle change in the cartoon as the bouncing cheerleader became the focus, and diagrams appeared to show how to best butt-bounce for as long as possible.

A small dotted line followed the pony’s bouncing, each time she landed, the video slowing to show just how she landed, her diaper squishing beneath her as she grinned widely, giving her rump a small shake before rebounding back up, foal powder rushing out of her diaper as she bounced along. Dash watched with rapt attention, wanting to know how to be the best butt bouncer she could! After all, she was the best Shadowbutt, she’d show all these other foals what a big bouncy rumped baby she could be!

“When it comes to crinkly rears, all the Wonderbutts do fear, for we’re the best at bouncing, and fluffing, and pouncing!”

The two cheerleaders now at the top wiggled their rumps back and forth as the one below bounced back up. The cheerleaders began to flick their padded rears up and down, catching the first cheerleader, only to bounce her back towards the other. Just like the Shadowbutts passing the ball around, the cheerers expertly tossed the pony between them as the screen zoomed and slowed once again.

Dash focused intently on the way that a cheerleader would angle their diaper to take the impact. There was a definite springy squish in, a pause, and then a bounce out again as the two diapers rebounded back to their original shape and launched the bouncing pony.

As the cartoon continued, Dash also noticed that the orientation of the incoming pony mattered as well – it was a cooperation, not just one pony working on their own!

Sure she could be the best partner, no matter which position she was in, Dash paid as much attention as she could to everyone at once. The music helped, repeating over and over so it was at the same point of the sequence every time a pony hit or diapers squished in or the bounce completed.

Then it moved on again, showing the three cheerleader ponies coming together and bouncing along in unison to a Shadowbutt. The Shadowbutt looked odd, and Dash wasn't sure what it was for a moment before realizing their diaper was tiny! Barely half an inch thick!

“When padding settles down, no Shadowbutt should frown!” the cheerleaders chorused. “For we're the poof brigade, and here to save the day!”

Surrounding the poor low-poof Shadowbutt, the trio of cheerleaders were joined by three others to form a hexagon. Then they began spinning the Shadowbutt around, bouncing his diaper once each in a rapid sequence that went around and around and around.

As the Shadowbutt spun around, the whole scene began to blur just a bit, making it harder to tell what exactly was happening. Even as the Shadowbutt was bounced and smacked gently about with the cheerleader’s rears, he seemed to be spinning faster and faster! And as they did there were several pomf!s, Fwoomp!s, and Flooff!s as the Shadowbutt’s diaper began to swell. Their rump ballooned out, allowing the cheerleader’s to bounce their own diapers even more forcefully, giggling as they bounced on their hooves to keep the beat.

Dash’s eyes spun as she tried to keep up with everything, and despite how quickly it all happened, she was sure she could repeat the trick if she needed. Heck, she wanted to try it out, right now! Even if her own padding was already properly puffy, a Shadowbutt could always do with more bounce in their bottom!

The screen’s color blurred together more, soon becoming nothing but a spiral of Shadowbutt tints, with the occasional hint of puffy, crinkliness from the sounds of diapers swelling and crinkling about. Dash grinned, giggling as she rocked back and forth on her own padding, thoroughly enjoying the show. That is, until she heard a few slightly odds sound on top of all the crinkles…

squish

slosh

ga-lunk

splish

The sound might not have distracted her, except that the cartoon came to a close at almost exactly the same time.

Shaking her head a little, Dash refocused on her situation – and realized her diaper felt warm and damp and squishy.

“Mff...” she blushed, realizing she'd been squishing her wet padding and hadn't noticed her wetting herself at all, then saw that most of the class were in the same situation – possibly all of them.

“Good!” the sergeant said, leaving it ambiguous as to whether he meant the wetting or the reaction to the cartoon. “Now, time for your breakfast! Shadowbutts have to stay well-fed and hydrated to be effective!”

“But-” Dash began, her blush deepening. “My diaper's wet...”

“Do you think the Wonderbutts are going to let you change it?” the sergeant demanded.

“Well… they might?” Dash said. “I thought we did…”

“Then you're going to be better than them by playing no matter what state your diaper's in!” the sergeant told her. “Still, you do clearly need a new diaper and a new suit, so lay down over here!”

Gratefully, Dash trotted over to the changing table – had that always been there? - and lay down on it, ready for her suit to be unzipped and replaced by new ones from the pile next to the table.

Much to her surprise, however, the sergeant began simply putting a new diaper over the top of her suit.

Dash was going to protest, but as the diaper was wrapped around her flanks, she couldn’t help but enjoy how thick it was, how the extra padding only served to spread her hind legs even wider apart. She blushed and scrunched her muzzle a little, watching as the sergeant puffed several large plumes of foal powder onto the rump of her suit before folding and securing the second diaper. As Dash was about to push herself up, though, the sergeant pulled over another thick plush suit, tugging the hind legs over Dash’s, soon left to yank and pull as the suit reached the ridiculously oversized rear Rainbow was now sporting.

“Mmffff, ooofff… this all comes… from wetting your diaper too much!” He grunted a bit, making little progress as he struggled to squeeze Dash’s rear into the suit.

Dash grunted and huffed a bit in response, crossing her forelegs and pouting. “It comes from the Shadowbutts not making their suits big enough!”

Dash watched as the sergeant managed to pull the suit over her padding, the rest practically slipping itself on as it folded over the bit of puff from her first suit. Dash wiggled around to feel the soft plushness squeezing in on her, making her grin as she bounced in place. She wiggled her hooves, feeling them restricted slightly by the suits, but not minding that compared to the warm hug she was getting from them.

“Alright, off you get.” The sergeant said, pulling Dash up onto her rear before bouncing her towards the door.

Dash had to wait outside only a few minutes before the sergeant came out, which was good as she spent a couple of those minutes just trying to get herself to sit on a chair.

Eventually, the sergeant came out with the last Shadowbutt to be changed, and blew her whistle. “Come on! We're doing a practice game against the main team!”

“Wait, what?” Dash asked, waddling along behind with the others – staring absently at the butt of the Shadowbutt in front of her. “The main team?”

“Well, how else are you going to teach trainees?” the sergeant asked rhetorically. “We've done the first stage of the training, now you're going to be learning the advanced material!”

Dash could see a problem with that, but squish-waddled her way along with the group anyway, and between the rhythmic hoofbeats and the squishing and wiggling and butts, she sort of forgot her objections.

“All right!” the Captain said, getting their attention. “It's time for you babies to really show what kind of Shadowbutts you are!”

She indicated the area of the pitch. “You're going to need to be at your absolute fluffiest and puffiest to do well today, so let's hear some Shadowbutt chants!”

“One! Two! Three! Four!” the pegasi cheered, and Dash hurried to join in. “Our poof might just reach the floor!”

As they chanted, their diapers bumped together, crinkles joining in the rather silly accompaniment of their song. Dash continued the chant, rocking a little on her hooves as she imagined her puff swelling that big. It certainly was almost thick enough to reach the floor at this point! She’d barely be able to waddle if it could! She giggled, turning to rub her diaper against Lightning’s as they cheered, a few noticing the main team doing the same… though even with how thick the rookies’ diapers were, it looked like nothing compared to the main team’s! How could they walk in so much fluff? It was enough to soak up a whole lake!

“We! Love! To! Be! As padded up as we can be!” The teams finished their chants, the main team expertly timing their final note to a bounce off their padded butts into the air, their wings unfurling as they took to the skies. The rookies did the same. All except for Dash, that is. As she went to leap into the air, she realized just a moment too late her wings were stuck under her suit. While the others began to circle above her, she flopped onto her front, grunting a bit as she fell with a flump!

“C’mon, Dash! Into the air!” Moonbeam yelled from the other end of the field.

Dash wiggled her rear as she tried to push herself to her hooves. “I can’t use my wings!” She complained.

“Nonsense, that’s never stopped a Shadowbutt before!” Moonbeam replied.

That seemed even more wrong than the rookies facing the main team, but Dash couldn’t put her hoof on why. As she pondered, one of the cheerleaders bounced over, holding a rather large tank in her hooves. “Don’t you worry, Dashie! The puff patrol’s on the job!” She laughed, sticking a hose down the back of Dash’s suit and cranking open the valve on the tank’s top.

Dash blinked, startled, and tried to wriggle free reflexively. That did almost nothing whatsoever, however, and the tank's contents hissed into her suit with ease.

At first Dash wasn't sure what it was, except that it was kind of cold and seemed to be gas, but then she noticed her top suit was starting to bloat outwards!

There were only cuffs at the ankles of her suit, not full on mittens, but it didn't seem to matter as the swelling continued – little puffs of gas escaping around her neck, but nothing that could slow the flood of gas into her increasingly rounded and inflating suit.

One of the other Shadowbutts bumped into Dash with his butt, making her bounce sideways, and she noticed that each bounce was longer and higher than the previous one.

“Wait...” she said, suddenly realizing. “Am I about to-oo-ooh!”

Dash realized it was helium, her voice becoming slightly squeaky from the leakage, and she floated upwards so she was at the end of the tether line provided by the hose.

The helium continued to flow in for almost another minute, until finally the valve on the tank top was closed. The cheerleader bounced up to remove the hose, and another Shadowbutt sat on top of Dash's rump to keep her close enough to the ground rather than flying off into the air.

“All right!” Moonbeam called. “Let's go!”

For a moment, Dash wondered how she was possibly supposed to participate. Then two Shadowbutts came down from above and bumped into her, knocking her towards the ball, and she realized – she was going to be played by her teammates!

Dash floated towards the ball, drifting slowly upwards as she did. A few other Shadowbutts followed her path, bumping their rears into hers at regular intervals to keep her headed downwards. Dash stretched her hooves out, reaching to grab the ball, only for one of the players from the main team to whizz by, snatching it up with their tail. “Hey!” She shouted, rolling over onto her back to watch as the player zipped past a few of her team mates. A couple of her teammates attempted to flank the Shadowbutt on either side, only for them to take a quick nose dive and pass the ball to another player, causing the two rookies to smack into each other with a puff.

Dash wriggled her legs around, trying to swim through the air back towards the ball. Another teammate came up and bounced their butt into hers, sending her careening off in some random direction. She grumbled, biting back an insult as her suit squeezed her snugly, the pudgy belly pressing into her forelegs as she tried to reach down and grab a flag. She just managed to get a grip before pushing back off towards the ball. By now, however, the opposing team had managed to fling the ball towards their goal, a buzzer sounding as they scored a point.

Lightning took the ball and bounced it on her rump a few times before smacking it towards Dash, who reached up to grab it, managing to catch the pass, only to be sent spinning head over hooves from the momentum.

“You're doing great!” the training sergeant called from down on the field, though Dash only caught a glimpse of the non-com. “Keep it up! And keep her down!”

Two Shadowbutt trainees tried to hit Dash at the same time, knocking her much harder towards the ground than they'd been planning and accelerating her spin. Dash yelped, trying to keep a hold of the ball, and felt an all-over tremble as she bounced off the stadium floor.

A Shadowbutt came in to tackle her, but they'd judged it wrong – hitting Dash in the side instead of managing to get her ball, sending her bouncing away towards the side of the arena and heading upwards rapidly.

“Drops!” Lightning Dust called, and slammed her butt into Dash. The impact knocked Dash spinning again, and she could only just tell what was going on as Raindrops (?) hit her from the other side.

The two pegasi bounced Dash back and forth between them all the way up the field, then slammed her into the goal, and Dash stuck in it with a fwoomp – though she did manage to get the ball through, scoring a point for the rookies.

The main-team 'butts quickly took possession of the ball again, and the play moved back up the field – making Dash yelp and wriggle, trying to get out of the goal she'd stuck in.

“Hey!” she called. “What about me!”

Dash wriggled around in the goal, her suit and diaper squeaking and crinkling loudly. Once again, a cheerleader came to her aid, looking at Dash’s stuck butt. “Hmm, this seems like an awfully puffy predicament. But we’ll get you back in the game in no time!” Dash tried to turn her head to see the cheerleader, but her suit and rear had swollen so much she couldn’t see anything past the goal but her overly puffy rump.

Her face turned a bright red as she felt the cheerleader’s diaper press into hers, however, rubbing and crinkling as she tried her best to shove Dash through the goal. “Mmpphh, h-h-hey! S-stop! The other way!” Dash cried out, but her complaints fell on deaf ears. The cheerleader giggled, bouncing her rump a bit firmer into Dash’s, humming some kind of jovial tune about stuck butts, puffy shoves, and freeing Dashies.

As she was stuck, several more buzzers could be heard as the main team scored against her own. Grumbling, Dash tried not to think about how much they would be losing by. As if to make things worse, Dash heard a slow rumble above her, and a few rain drops began plinking softly down onto her muzzle.

“For thick, swollen diapees! Will free our helpless Dashie!” The cheerleader cheered, bouncing her butt against Dash again, her suit squeezing through just a bit more, squishing Dash’s forelegs out to allow her to squeeze her own puffy suit in embarrassment.

Slowly, inch by inch, Dash squeaked and creaked her way through the goal. Eventually, she was nearly there – and feeling the rain rain down on her more and more – when there was a booong as the ball hit her on the rump just above her tail.

That did it. She shot forwards, flailing about, and was bounced off by the crowd and up into the air. The overinflated pegasus bobbed along, trying to get some kind of control, then suddenly went shooting off to the right as a strong breeze caught her.

“Hey!” Dash called. “Hasn't anypony noticed me? I'm blowing away!”

Even as she said it, however, she hit a cloud and bounced off with a squishing doing. That sent her flying into another cloud, and then another, flying from fluffy white cloud to soggy grey cloud to sparking black thundercloud and back almost as fast as the ball changed hooves (or padding) in the game below.

Eventually, Dash realized she was starting to drop back towards the ground – her plushy outer flight suit so soaked from the rain that it was overwhelming the helium.

“Whooaaaah!” she cried. “Hey, somepony get me more helium or something!”

Dash sank lower and lower, squeezing the swollen diaper between her legs as the others flew around her. Despite their sloshy padding, the Shadowbutts were able to maintain their elegant maneuvering, spinning and twirling through the sky as they passed the ball and scored point after point. Her teammates, on the other hand, were only sloshily bouncing into each other, thrown off balance by their soaked diapers. Still lower Dash sank, grumbling as she tried to break her wings free to maintain lift, but it did nothing to help.

“Oops, you’re looking a little low there!” Yet another cheerleader had arrived (was it a new one? Or had it been the same one each time? Dash had no clue), clutching another tank in her hooves. She shoved it towards Dash, causing it to sink into her suit as the nuzzle pushed its way into the front of Dash’s diaper. She clung to the tank desperately, even as the hiss of air could be heard and diaper she was wearing ballooooooned out. The cheerleader watched, gauging when to take the tank away, only for the ball to come whizzing by and smack her back towards the ground. Dash was stuck floating in the rain, the new burst of helium quickly overcoming the weight of the water and lifting her higher… and higher… and higher!

“Heeeeeeelp!” Dash cried as she went soaring up towards a stormcloud, still clutching the tank. With a pomf and something almost like a slurp, Dash bounced off the cloud only to be pulled inside. She was surrounded by sloshy, almost plush like fluff, rain pouring down on her suit from all directions. She tried to shove the helium away, but the water flowing down into her only made her sink lower, leaving her clutching the tank in fear of plummeting towards the earth again.

A roll of thunder coursed through the cloud, Dash’s diaper tingling as the cloud rumbled and shook, squeezing her tightly as her suit swelled ever bigger…

Dash heard a ripple of thunder, then a sound a lot like a thunderclap but much softer and closer. She twisted as best she could, and saw there was a tiny little tear in the shoulder of the suit.

It wasn't all the way through, but it showed the suit was under serious strain.

Another roll of electrical charge pulsed through the cloud, making Dash wince and squirm, the helium competing with the water to make her suit swell up more and both of them making her squirmy and tingly and both comfortable and uncomfortable at the same time.

The strain got greater and greater, pushing in on her at the same time as it pushed out, and the cloud's charge got greater and greater… until, suddenly, there was a BANG!

-Dash staggered three steps, fell back, and landed on her soggy diaper rump on the soaking wet pitch.

“Huh?” she asked, confused. “What happened?”

“You just turned up in a lightning bolt!” Moonbeam told her. “Big cloud overhead, getting ready to thunder and lightning, so we called the game off… then, bang, it exploded, and you came down in a flash!”

She poked Dash's rump, which she realized was the inner suit – the outer one having exploded without trace. “Looks like you might need a change before bed, rookie!”

Dash blushed brightly, pressing a hoof down into the front of her diaper. She nodded a little, getting to her hooves, wobbling a little as she recovered from the shock. Waddling after Moonbeam, it wasn’t long before she found her way inside, climbing up onto a changing table as Moonbeam proceeded to unzip Rainbow’s suit, pulling her damp diaper and suit aside before wrapping a warm, dry one around her hips. Dash blushed lightly as she was just as quickly suited back up, feeling extra cozy and warm in her diaper and suit… she wondered why she hadn’t done this before, these diapers were just so comfy… She looked at Moonbeam, still a little confused as to why she hadn’t received the layering treatment again. As if she could read her mind, Moonbeam patted Rainbow’s rump, helping her off the table to waddle back to her room. “You’ve got a big day tomorrow, gotta give you enough room to swell, don’t I?” She teased, poking Dash’s belly.

Dash blushed and nodded in agreement. As warm and as snug as thick diapers were, she always enjoyed having more room to grow… She stepped into her barracks, slipping on the straitjacket as Moonbeam tied the straps tightly, hoisting the pegasus up into the rafters just as she had done the night before. “Sweet dreams, lightning butt.” Moonbeam teased before fluttering back to the ground. Dash wiggled in place, burying her face into her suit as she quickly began to drift back off to sleep. She wondered a bit on what exactly Moonbeam had meant by a ‘big day tomorrow’…

Dash didn't remember any dreams, but she did remember an odd thing which might have been a dream. Bouncing up and down, floating in and out of awareness, she heard words that drifted into her ears and formed sentences only after she'd heard them all individually.

Love, to, show, off, Shadowbutt, butt.

Love, to, show, up, Wonderbutt, butt.

Shadowbutts, rule.

Wonderbutts, drool.

Good, Shadowbutt, for, Shadowbutts.

The poster on her wall seemed to distort, getting alternately larger and smaller, and the Shadowbutt-squishes-Wonderbutt on the image seemed to be so right, so right, so right…

Dash's memories of being a Wonderbutt changed, without her noticing – being a good Wonderbutt team member changing to being rebellious, or making mistakes, or even being a Shadowbutt instead.

Snuggling into her suit, Dash mainly smiled, wondering what tomorrow would bring.

“All right, come on!” the sergeant called, making Dash jump – bouncing up and down in her harness. “Big day today! Let's get you all changed and ready for morning lessons before the game!”

Wriggling about, Dash fell to the ground with another pomf!, as well as a light squish from her diaper. She hurriedly threw off the jacket, not even noticing that the straps should have prevented her from doing so as she waddled after the others. Her diaper squished with each step, soaked from the night before. Dash paid it no mind, though. She was a foal, foals wet their diapers at night, this wasn’t news. What was news was a game today! A real game! No more of the kids’ stuff, she was actually going to play in a game!

But, before that, was morning lessons. Dash tried to collect herself as she crawled onto the changing table, as if she had done this a hundred times before (well, it certainly wasn’t her first time). She bounced in place, eagerly awaiting what new stuff she was going to learn, not to mention the game! She squeed, wrapping her hooves around her puffy Shadowbutts uniform before bouncing towards the lecture hall, following Lightning who was eagerly bouncing on her own diaper towards the hall as well.

Crinkle

Flump

Crinkle

Flump

They bounced into the room, squeezing their diapers into the seats as they waited eagerly for the sergeant to arrive.

“All right, rookies,” the sergeant said, waddling into the room in her own thick poof. “Let's get you ready with some special refresher lessons!”

She activated the projector, which started off by just showing a white screen.

“What's the most important part of a Shadowbutt's equipment?” she asked.

“Diapers!” Dash called, along with the rest of the class.

“Good!” the sergeant agreed. “Now for a harder one – what's the size of a Shadowbutts team?”

There was a pause, and some muttering, but then Dash realized – she knew this one!

“As many as we can get away with!” she said, sniggering at the thought of surprising some Wonderbutts with that one.

“That's right!” the sergeant agreed. “One more – how poofy should your diapers be?”

“Trick question!” all the rookies chorused eagerly.

“That's right, there is no top level poof!” the sergeant nodded. “Now, pay attention to this film!”

She waddled off, and the film began.

“All right, sport!” it announced, showing the Shadowbutts logo – then showing several, spinning around one another in a complicated spiral pattern. “It's time for the real reason you're here, sport. Sport!”

Dash’s eyes glazed over a bit. Despite how enthralled she was by the movie, it was as if she couldn’t quite keep total focus on what the announcer was saying. She got the message, whatever it was, but Dash wouldn’t have been able to recite any line he had said if her puff depended on it! Thankfully, it didn’t.

“Today’s your first day on the field against a real team. You’re going to be going up against… the Wonderbutts.” The music turned a little more sinister, a couple of the ponies in the audience booing as the puffy rumps of the Wonderbutts waddled on screen. Dash stuck her tongue out at the screen, wobbling on her thick diaper as she imagined squishing a Wonderbutt beneath it.

“The Wonderbutts pride themselves on being the best team in Equestria… but we all know that they’re nothing compared to the puffy rumps of the Shadowbutts! Still, they won’t lose easily, so here’s a few tips you’ll need to keep in mind for your first game against these sloshbutts…”

The sound of a descending whistle could be heard, the Wonderbutts looking up, only to yelp and try to run as a large puffy number 1 fell and squished them. “Rule 1: Stay puffy. The Wonderbutts might be thickly padded, but they’ve barely got half the poof of the Shadowbutts! And the more poof you’ve got, the better you’ll fly! Show off that puffy rump at every chance, and you’ll soon have the crowd cheering for more Shadowbutt swellings!”

Dash flicked her rump back and forth in anticipation, and the announcer continued. “Rule 2: play the game to the full.”

The picture changed, showing four Wonderbutts – two flying along, one hovering in place, and one with the ball.

One by one, the Wonderbutts ran into problems – one of them being squished between two Shadowbutt butts, another getting butt-checked in the butt to knock them off course, the stationary one being landed on by a particularly large Shadowbutt, and the one with the ball having a Shadowbutt sit on their face, making them steer off course before being tackled by three more Shadowbutts.

“Remember, if you win, that makes it all worth it,” the narrator went on. “So get involved! Butt bounce, rump flounce, and above all make sure you keep the Wonderbutts in trouble! If they complain, they're whiny crybutts and deserve it anyway!”

Any thought Dash might have had that that was playing dirty was washed away by the voice and by… something… about the movie, so she just nodded eagerly.

Dash’s tail flicked back and forth as she watched, bouncing a little as she tried her best not to jump out of her seat. Come oooon, she wanted to play! She had to show up those big Wonderbutts what a real puffy rump can do! The screen changed once again, this time showing a Shadowbutt watching a few Wonderbutt cheerleaders bouncing a pony up and down on their rears, only for a few Wonderbutts to swoop by, snatching them up in a thick diaper net and bouncing them between their own cushy rears. “Rule 3: Stay focused! Those sneaky Wonderbutts aren’t above the tricks we use, and they love to catch Shadowbutts in their own puffy traps.”

Dash nodded, though she did wish she had a big cushy diaper to fall into like that… She shook her head. No, those were the Wonderbutts! She didn’t want to be caught by them! The Shadowbutts would be sure to give her plenty of padding when she won anyway…

...Dash blinked, and suddenly she could hear the roar of the crowd.

“Huh?” she asked. “Weren't we in the pre-match?”

“No, silly,” Moonbeam replied. “Match starts in ten seconds! Now, go out there and win this for the Shadowbutts!”

“Got it!” Dash agreed, full of dedication, and when the whistle blew she shot into the air!

Or… tried to. Actually it was more of a waddling bounce, but it got her airborne, and the first thing she saw was Soarin' coming in towards her with the ball bouncing between his hooves!

Seeing a chance to start off her Shadowbutt season with a good move, she flipped forwards and used her bulky diaper to butt-bounce Soarin' towards the ground. The ball went with him, but Dash's fellow Shadowbutt Night Daze caught it and snatched it away from Soarin'.

The Shadowbutt cheerleaders were waiting for him, and as Soarin' reached ground level he was bounced from Shadowbutt to Shadowbutt. After three or four bounces and puffs of powder per cheerleader he tried to break away back into the air, but two of the cheerleaders had a Shadowbutt-themed giant diaper ready for him and caught him in it in a trice.

Now too heavily padded to fly, and with his wings held in place anyway, Soarin' groaned in annoyance.

Dash giggled. It looked like the Shadowbutts were off to a good start!

Dash zipped after Night Daze, keeping a close eye on any Wonderbutts that might try to swoop in unexpectedly. She spotted Surprise attempting to dash in from below, but Dash quickly positioned herself above the pegasus and bound her wings to her sides. She fell quickly downwards, her diaper smooshing into Surprise’s face and sending her tumbling back to the ground. Surprise managed to gain her bearings and flap up before she fell into the crowd of waiting cheerponies, but she swiftly came to a stop as she glanced towards the Shadowbutt side of the stadium. Several fans were waving about brightly colored flags and ribbons, giving the illusion of a shimmering, shining surface across the stands.

Surprise’s flaps slowed as she stared at the spectacle, soon lazily drifting up and down in place. She giggled a little, finding the patterns oddly enticing. So much so that she didn’t notice as a Shadowbutt with a particularly large diaper flew above her.

He shook his rear left and right, smacking it with a hoof to make it roll with thunder. His padding began to swell up, only for water to start leading through and rain down atop Surprise. She shook her head, looking down as her own suit began to drink up the water. Flapping helplessly, it wasn’t long before she was sent plummeting down towards the field as well, soggy and overloaded with rain.

Dash spent a moment to chuckle at the result, then shot after Night Daze to cover her. The bat-pony was out of range, however, and got caught by a surprise tackle from Hotwings – knocking the ball out of her grip and into the air, before Hotwings darted after the ball and took it.

Wheeling, Dash followed the Wonderbutt back into the Shadowbutt half, keeping an eye out for any teammates she could work with for an intercept. She spotted one of the male pegasi on the Shadowbutt team lining up to charge Hotwings, and quickly judged that Hotwings was going to dive to escape.

Putting on a burst of speed, she butt-bumped Hotwings up just before the feisty Wonderbutt was about to dive. The move completely threw her off, and Hotwings was hit with a massive powder puff bomb which left her coated almost completely in pastel white powder.

Looking dazed, the Wonderbutt sank towards the ground, where the cheerleader ponies were already moving a crib into position to catch her. Dash watched, grinning, then whirled to follow though on the attack move as Night Daze came shooting up to take the ball again.

Spitfire was still out there, biding her time for now…

Scanning the field, Dash couldn’t help but let her eyes drift back down to the ponies below her. Each was being attended to by a few cheerleaders, all chanting and bouncing on their diapers as they popped large bottles of milk into their captive’s mouths. She blushed, giving a bit of a whine as she stared jealously down at them. All those Wonderbutts getting to enjoy the Shadowbutt’s treats, it was hardly fair!

Dash was jerked out of her stupor as she felt something bounce against her own padding. Thunderlane was attempting to smack Dash down towards a group of his own cheerleaders, who were waiting expectantly with an outstretched diaper trampoline. Dash yelped, spinning about in the air and bouncing her rump back into Thunderlane. The two began to fly backwards, their diapers crinkling and puffing out clouds of foal powder as each struggled to force the other down to the ground. Thankfully, Dash had a trick up her sleeve.

Huffing, she wiggled her rump as a hiss could be heard just above the crinkles. Her padding grew as she wet it, spreading her legs wider and squishing into Thunderlane’s further. The Wonderbutt struggled to keep up his pushes, but soon Dash’s padding dwarfed his, and with a rather sloshy, squishy smack!, he was sent tumbling down to the ground. A cheerleader pony jumped up, popping a hose down the back of Thunderlane’s suit, which quickly began to swell and squeeze him tightly. Tied to the ground, he bobbed in the breeze as cheerleaders worked to paint him as their new parade blimp…

Hauling herself back up into the air, rather slower than she'd come down, Dash looked for where the ball had gone. She'd heard the cheer go up for a point scored by the Shadowbutts, but then another point by the Wonderbutts, and as she glanced around she saw Spitfire herself snag the ball and head for the goal again.

Moonbeam waved signals to the other Shadowbutts still on the field, and Dash watched as they started to narrow Spitfire's options. Closing off going left, right, up… pretty soon the only route Spitfire had left was one which dodged left, right, and went directly underneath where Dash was hovering right now.

Grinning, Dash stopped flying.

She dropped out of the sky, landing with her soaked poofbutt Shadow-butt-butt directly on top of Spitfire. The orange Wonderbutt fought clear, dodging easily, but Dash had snagged the ball – and, as Spitfire came in to retrieve it, Dash snatched a little cooling fan from out of her suit and pointed it at Spitfire.

The fan whirred to life, the trio of rotating blades producing a shimmering spiral image on them, and Spitfire's wings and jaw went abruptly slack.

Looking down, Dash butt-bounced Spitfire a little to the left – aiming her for the prize the Shadowbutt cheerleaders were just unzipping now.

Spitfire simply hovered in place, occasionally mumbling something about ‘puffbutts’ and ‘crinkles’ to herself. Dash continued to make minute adjustments before hovering above Spitfire. She looked out to the crowd, smirking as she waggled her rear left and right, tail swishing across her bloated padding.

“One two three four! The Wonderbutts will bounce no more!” Dash cheered, the crowd quickly joining in. She squeezed her padding between her legs, grinning as it squished satisfyingly, Spitfire still dazed.

“Five six seven eight! For out new mascot, we can’t wait!”

Dash flapped up a bit higher, making sure to aim herself juuuuuuuuust right as she continued the chant.

“We Shadowbutts are just the best! As Spitfire will surely attest~”

Spitfire nodded dopily, not really knowing what it was she was agreeing to, but whatever it was, it had to be right.

“She'll! Love! To! Be! A Shadowbutt thick as can be!”

And with a pomf-squish, Dash dropped down, smacking Spitfire to the earth. With a gasp of surprise, Spitfire had just enough time to register the falling sensation and Dash waggling her butt happily above her before she fell into something thick and puffy. Black, crinkly material hugged her from all sides as Dash dropped down beside the cheerleaders, who were quickly zipping up their prize as a few wandered over with pumps, bottles of foal powder, and extra diapers.

Night Daze snatched up the ball and went to go score a preposterous number of points – bouncing the ball in and out of the goal with the help of one of her teammates – but Dash wasn't paying attention to that at all, focusing much more on the ongoing process in front of her.

Spitfire was being snugly zipped and taped into the outsize Nightmare Moon mascot costume the Shadowbutts had brought along, an enormous and poofy thing which gave Spitfire a diaperbutt the size of a small garden. The extra diapers were taped on top of that, with the pumps increasing the area and the springiness even more, and other Shadowbutts making sure it was properly loaded with powder for the celebration at the end of the game.

After several minutes, with the Shadowbutts having scored something like two hundred goals before their scorers got bored, the whistle was blown – it was the end of the game.

Dash cheered, already anticipating what was to come as the whole Shadowbutt team crowded together in front of their mascot plush – whose wearer was so burdened down with padding and crinkles she could barely move, able only to wiggle her tush back and forth slightly.

The team looked between each other, not caring as somepony was hurrying out with a trophy to take. “I’d say the honors go to our newest member.” Moonbeam said, smirking lightly. Dash let out a cheer of delight before flopping onto her butt to bounce up onto the mascot’s rump. A floof of nebula-like foal powder rushed out of their mascot’s diaper, Dash eagerly bouncing up and down on Nightmare’s rump. Grabbing her hind hooves, she hummed and laughed and cheered, bouncing up and down and up and down with poof poof poofs!

Their mascot waggled its rump a bit more, soon more members of the team joining to bounce up and down on Nightmare’s butt as the suited pony started to flick her rear up to bounce them even higher.

Dash laughed, hugging herself tightly as she bounced. If the Shadowbutts were this fun, she was looking forward to quite the enjoyable season…~