A Pair of Foals

The train ride to the cabin was unusually quiet this time around, as Big Mac, Sugar Belle, Cheerilee mostly kept to themselves during the trip. Cheerilee watched the landscape pass her by through the window as growing concerns continued to gnaw away at her confidence. From the moment she had agreed to join the the two on this little getaway of theirs, she had been second guessing herself constantly, having to remind herself again and again that this was what she wanted.

This should be a dream come true, right? Having another pony to look after and care for me like I’ve always wanted? So then why–

Cheerilee jumped as she felt a hoof tap her on the shoulder, looking over to find Sugar Belle standing beside her. “I’m sorry, did you say something?”

“We’ve arrived,” Sugar Belle said, looking over as the other passengers disembarked.

“Oh, right…” With a sheepish grin, Cheerilee climbed down from her seat and followed Sugar Belle down the length of the train to collect their luggage. It wasn’t long before the three were standing on the platform watching the train pull away. Just as Cheerilee was about ask where they should go, she heard a voice call out to them from across the platform.

“Hello there!” Wood Chipper cantered up to them with his usual beaming smile plastered on his face. “Hope you haven’t been waiting long!”

“No, we just arrived,” Sugar Belle replied. “You know you don’t have to always greet us at the station, Woods.”

“Oh, I know, but I plum can’t help myself. Always nice to see ya two. And who might this be?” Wood glanced over at Cheerilee, having only just noticed the mare. “She be another friend of yours? Or perhaps…” Snickering, the stallion elbowed Big Mac in the side. “You sly stallion, you! Already getting yer own herd going!”

“Wha-what!?” Cheerilee yelped, waving her hooves wildly infront of her as her face turned beat red. “N-no, it’s not like that! We’re just… just friends!”

Woods let out a hearty laugh. “I’m just fooling ya, lass.” Taking her hoof, Woods lightly kissed it, causing her to blush even more. “I’m just surprised is all. Wasn’t expecting any pony else to come visit, but the more the merrier, I always say!”

As Woods turned around and began to walk away, Cheerilee glanced over at Big Mac and Sugar Belle and said, “He’s… quite the character, isn’t he?”

“Mmhhmm…” Big Mac and Sugar Belle both replied, nodding their heads for a moment before moving to follow Woods, Cheerilee following right behind them.

***

With Woods leading them, it wasn’t long before the group arrived at the cabin. As Woods politely excused himself, Cheerilee assisted in carrying their bags and everything inside, marvelling at just how “homey” and comforting the inside of the cabin felt. It helped put her at ease a bit as they finished getting everything set up.

Once that was all done, Cheerilee opted to help Sugar Belle cook a late lunch for them all. She wasn’t an amazing cook by any means, but she still managed to chop and dice vegetables without messing it up. The two worked in silence, just barely able to hear the sound of Big Mac chopping wood outback, a little ritual he had started ever since his first night at the cabin. Before long, lunch was ready and the trio sat down to eat. Silence reigned at the three friends ate, none of them really knowing what to say as they ate. They all knew what was coming next once dinner was done, it was the whole point of this trip afterall.

Eventually, they all finished eating, now with bellies full of delicious food. Still, none of them seemed to want to be the one to break the silence, as they just sat there for several minutes, occasionally sharing glances between one another before looking away again.

“So…” Big Mac finally said, smiling across the table at the two mares looking up at him. “… if I’m not mistaken, I see two little foals who look to be in need of looking after. What do you say we take care of that before you two end up getting into trouble, hmmm?”

Sugar Belle smiled as she excitedly nodded her head, visibly giddy with excitement.

Taking a deep breath, Cheerilee also nodded her head in response.

“Very good! Now, you two wait right here like good little fillies and I’ll be right back!” Getting up from his seat, Big Mac raced upstairs to get himself ready.

It felt like no time at all before Big Mac– or rather, Nana Big Mac– strolled back downstairs, dressed In the brilliant dress that Rarity had made for him while carrying a fully stocked diaper bag as well. Cheerilee couldn’t help herself as she stared at Big Mac the whole time, amazed at his sudden transformation. While she had been forewarned about this beforehand, actually seeing it in person was a whole other matter entirely. She wasn’t disgusted or anything like that, merely surprised, as she would have never pictured Big Mac of all ponies to be into something like that. Course, considering what she was about to do, she supposed that was a tad bit hypocritical of her.

“Alright then!” Big Mac said as he reached the bottom step, his voice adopting his usual feminine pitch as he smiled at Sugar Belle and Cheerilee. “Who wants to be first?”

“Ooh, me me me!” Sugar Belle happily replied, practically bouncing up and down in her seat. Cheerilee was actually a tiny bit jealous at how carefree Sugar Belle could be.

Nana chuckled. “Alright, settle down now. Follow Nana and we’ll get you both into something much more appropriate for adorable foals like you!”

Cheerilee blushed at being called “adorable”, the butterflies in her stomach settling down a little as she followed Sugar Belle and Big Mac into the living room, where Big Mac was already laying out everything they would need, including a changing mat, foal powder, and, of course, diapers.

Looking at Sugar Belle with a smile, Big Mac patted the changing mat, an invitation Sugar Belle was quick to accept as she walked over and laid down onto her back to await her first diaper change of the night. With the ease of someone who had done this numerous times before, Big Mac worked to diaper his marefriend, tickling her belly as he easily lifted her back legs up and slid the fresh diaper underneath her and threaded her tail through the back. Sprinkling a dusting of foal powder onto her belly to keep his precious foal from getting a diaper rash, Big Mac gently pulled up the front of the diaper and taped it closed, patting Sugar Belle’s fresh diaper. “There, all nice and snug in your fresh diapee.”

“Yay! Thanks, Nana!” Sugar Belle replied, leaning up and kissing Big Mac lightly on the nose, causing the two to break out into giggles.

The whole time, Cheerilee looked on in envy at the display of love and affection happening right infront of her. She had always dreamed of being cared for and having her diaper changed like that, so seeing it happen made her only want it more and more.

“Cheerilee?”

Jumping at the sound of her name, Cheerilee realized she had just been standing there with a blank look on her face. “Y-yes?”

Smiling just like before, Big Mac patted the now empty changing mat. “Your turn.”

This is it, the moment of truth… Steeling her nerves, Cheerilee walked over to the changing mat and laid down. Part of her was still yelling at her at this was wrong, that she shouldn’t want this, that she– Her thoughts where interrupted by giggles as she felt her exposed belly being tickled. “St-stop!” She shouted, unable to keep herself from smiling as she was tickled.

“Ah, there’s my smiling filly!” Big Mac said as he ceased his relentless tickling and pulled out a fresh diaper for Cheerilee.

Cheerilee’s eyes widened at the sight of the diaper in Big Mac’s hoof, realizing that it was her preferred brand of diaper he was holding. “How… when did you…” Her questions were silenced as Big Mac placed a gently hoof to her lips.

“Nana has her ways…” Big Mac replied as he smiled down at her. Unfolding the diaper, he carefully lifted up Cheerilee’s back legs and slid the diaper underneath her, repeating the process of threading her tail through the back as he worked to get her ready.

The whole time, Cheerilee was in utter bliss. This feeling of being loved and cared for… knowing that she had somepony to look after her and keep her safe… it was everything Cheerilee had dreamed of and more. Her body tingled with excitement as Big Mac worked through changing her, the smell of foal powder drifting past her nose as Big Mac pulled up the front of her diaper and taped in place.

Her diaper.Just thinking about it made her giggle with joy.

“There, all nice and clean like a good little foal,” Big Mac said as he helped Cheerilee back onto her feet, the sheer thickness of her diaper pushing her legs apart and causing her to waddle. “It’s playtime now, so why don’t you go play with your friend?”

Looking over, Cheerilee saw that Sugar Belle had already started playing, sitting on her diapered rump as she carefully stacked up a tower of coloured blocks before knocking them back down again and starting all over, giggling the entire time. Wanting to join in, Cheerilee waddled over to some nearby toys and plopped down, giggling even more as her thick diaper cushioned her behind. Reaching for the toys, she grabbed the first one she saw, a large rattle and began to shake it back and forth, the rattling sound it made helping her get more into the foalish mindset.

Before long, though, she became bored of that and reached for another toy, a foal’s xylophone. Picking up one of the mallets in her mouth, Cheerilee tapped it against the toy and received a chiming sound in return. Further tapping earned her even more chiming sounds as she began to tap out a song. It wasn’t something that would be played by the Canterlot Orchestra any time soon, but to Cheerilee it was music to her ears.

Sugar Belle’s ears perked up at the sound made by the xylophone, crawling over to watch as Cheerilee played. “That looks like fun! Can I play?”

Pausing, Cheerilee just mumbled, “Sure!” from behind the mallet still in her mouth. As Sugar Belle picked up the second mallet with her mouth, the pair began to fill the air with the sound of chimes as the two Adult Foal’s played together, happy as could be. Time lost all meaning to the pair as they played music only they knew the notes to.

Eventually, the two managed to tire themselves out from their music making and flopped back onto their backs, the mallets falling to the side as the pair stared up at the ceiling.

“My my!” Big Mac remarked as he walked over to his precious foals. “Sounds like you two managed to tire yourselves out. I think you’ve both earned a treat for being such good fillies!” Indeed, balanced carefully on Big Mac’s back was a plate with two baby bottles full of warm milk on it. Walking over to Sugar Belle, he passed her one of the bottles and smiled as she didn’t hesitate to start suckling it down. Doing the same with Cheerilee, the mare eyed the bottle hesitantly for a moment before taking it from him and bringing it to her lips.

Immediately she was rewarded with warm milk, happily suckling her bottle with vigor to get more milk into her belly. For several moments she drank before her bottle finally ran dry. As she reluctantly pulled her empty bottle away from her mouth, she felt a strange bubbling sensation in her belly before she let out a loud belch that made her blush.

“Good girl!” Big Mac praised her as he ruffled her mane a little, causing Cheerilee to giggle once more.

With renewed enthusiasm, the two foals went right back to playing under the watchful eye of their Nana. Sugar Belle returned to stacking a tower of blocks while Cheerilee instead decided to move onto the rubber rings toy, seeing how many different ways she could stack the brightly coloured rings onto the base.

After some time had passed, Cheerilee began to notice a building pressure in her bladder. While she knew exactly what it meant, the foalish part of her mind proved to be too powerful as she relaxed, causing her bladder to let go into her waiting diaper. Glancing down, Cheerilee watched as her diaper worked to absorb her little “accident”, expanding as the front of her diaper began to discolour and sag for several moments before the flow began to lessen and soon her bladder was empty once more.

All at once, the world came crashing down around Cheerilee as the full impact of what she’d just done hit her, snapping her out of her foalish mindset and back to reality. Reaching a shaking hoof down, she pressed it into the used padding, feeling it squish beneath her hoof.

I… I just wet myself. Like a foal. Any joy she felt at that, however, quickly turned into shame, a feeling a utter disgust overcoming her.

Wh…what am I doing? I’m a full grown mare, for Celestia’s sake! And… and yet I just… just wet myself. No… I wet my diaper… If anypony ever saw me like this… I… I…

“Cheerilee?”

Looking up, Cheerilee found Big Mac standing over her, looking down at her with worry etched across his face. “Is something wrong?”

“I… I…. I can’t…” Without warning, tears sprang forth from Cheerilee’s eyes as she leapt up and bolted for the door, hurling it open and racing off towards the nearby woods. She heard Big Mac call out after her, but she didn’t care as she just kept running, wanting nothing more than to put all the shame and disgust she felt behind her and never look back.