Chapters “Alright, Cheerilee… You can do this…”
Cheerilee paced back and forth outside the gate to Sweet Apple Acres, trying her best to try and work up the courage to head towards the Apple Family home despite feeling like she was about to walk right into Tartarus.
It had been several days since she had indulged in her secret hobby of acting like a foal in the comfort of her own home, diapers and all, and she was still mentally kicking herself for not remembering to lock the door behind her that day! When she had awoken to find the basket of apples sitting on her counter, she had nearly fainted from shock, terrified that her secret had been discovered and would soon spread throughout all of Ponyville like a hoard of parasprites.
The only thing that had kept her from launching into a frantic panic that would put Ponyville’s resident Princess to shame was the note attached to the basket, thanking Celestia that out of all the ponies to walk in on her it had been none other than Big Macintosh. If there was one thing Cheerilee could count on, it was that the soft-spoken stallion was a pony of his word, especially when it came to keeping secrets. Her and Big Mac’s relationship had been a bit rocky after the “Love Poison” incident, but they had soon settled on being just friends. When Cheerilee saw him together with Sugar Belle, she couldn’t be happier, glad that the stallion had finally found the right mare for him.
And yet, it was the offer to talk with him that was putting Cheerilee on edge. She had tried to get it off her mind and go on with her life as if nothing had happened, and yet it would still pop into her head when she least expected it, getting in the way of her daily routine. Even worse was that her students had begun to notice, meaning that it was time for Cheerilee to face the music before her students started to get suspicious.
Deep breaths, Cheerilee… You’re just here to have a nice, casual chat with a friend, that’s all this is… Taking one more a deep breath to try and calm her nerves, Cheerilee finally managed to drag her hooves forward and cross through the gate towards the Apple Family home.
“Well, howdy there, Miss Cheerilee!”
Cheerilee nearly leapt out of her skin at the sudden voice, turning her head to spot Applejack walking up to her. “A–Applejack! I… I wasn’t expecting to run into you here!”
“Well I could say I weren’t expectin’ to see ya today, either. What brings ya to Sweet Apple Acres today?” Applejack’s smile fell into a frown as she asked, “Apple Bloom hasn’t gotten herself into any trouble again, has she?”
“Oh, no. Apple Bloom is a wonderful student, her and her friends. No, I… I was wondering if your brother was around? I… I was kind of hoping I could talk with him about something…”
Applejack raised an eyebrow at how nervous Cheerilee suddenly looked. “He’s around, but what was it you wanted to talk about with him?”
Biting her lip, Cheerilee’s ears dropped as she looked away. “It’s… complicated…”
“This wouldn’t have somethin’ to do with Sugar Belle by any chan–“
“No! Oh, no, no, no, no!” Cheerilee was quick to reply, waving her hooves in front of her face wildly. “This has nothing to do with her and Big Mac, promise! I’m happy for them and I would never even dream of doing something to break them up! I just wanted to talk with him, really!”
Applejack looked at Cheerilee apprehensively for a moment longer before finally relenting after deciding that she was telling the truth. “Alright, he’s working the western part of the orchard today.” Pointing towards the orchard, she added, “Keep on going’ straight and you’ll eventually run into him.”
“Thank you, Applejack,” Cheerilee said as she made her way into the orchard. Following Applejack’s directions, it wasn’t long before Cheerilee spotted a large red shape in the distance moving from tree to tree. As she walked closer towards it, she felt her throat begin to tighten again, her mouth drying up at the mere thought of needing to talk to Big Mac about something so personal, and yet she also knew that she needed to do this for her own sake.
“H—Hey, Big Mac!” Cheerilee called out to him as she approached, trying her hardest to keep the worry out her voice.
Pausing after kicking another tree clean of apples, Big Mac wiped sweat from his brow as he looked over, smiling as he caught sight of Cheerilee walking towards him. “Ah, good to see ya, Miss Cheerilee.” He greeted.
“Th–thanks, it’s… uh… it’s nice to see you too. And… and you know you don;’t have to call me ‘Miss’, just Cheerilee is fine…”
“Right,” he replied, saying nothing more as he waited for Cheerilee to speak. He had an inkling as to why she had come to visit him, especially given how she looked about ready to bolt away from him at any moment. “So…” he eventually said after a few minutes of awkward silence, ”I take it y’all’re here about the note I left?”
Cheerilee nodded her head.
“Thought so. Follow me, I know someplace a bit more private were’s we can talk.”
Following behind him, the pair walked past rows and rows of trees for several minutes before arriving at a secluded area of the orchard, walls of trees surrounding the area to form a small clearing.
“This is my little hide-away that Applejack and Apple Bloom don’t know about, “ Big Mac explained as they approached. “I bring Sugar Belle here sometimes, just the two of us…” He giggled for a moment at the thought of his marefriend before taking a seat in the clearing. Patting the spot next to him, he said, “Come, sit.”
Sitting down onto the cool grass, Cheerilee avoided looking Big Mac in the eyes as she tried to form the right words. “A… About what you saw that day…“
“You have nothin’ to worry about,” Big Mac was quick to say. “Yer secret’s safe with me, that I promise.”
“I know, it’s just…” Cheerilee hated how pathetic she must have looked as hung her head in shame. “I know it must have been… strange to see me like that… I’m sorry you had to see me like that and… and I would understand if you didn’t want to be my friend anymore because of it…”
“Cheerilee…” Big Mac said, his voice brimming with almost motherly concern. “I would never stop being your friend because of somethin’ that make ya’ll happy. Besides…” With a small chuckle, Big Mac added, “…ya’ll ain’t the first grown mare I’ve seen who liked to wear diapers and act like a foal.”
Cheerilee’s head snapped up to face Big Mac, her mouth hanging following Big Mac’s admission. “Wh-what? But who–“ Her already wide eyes grew even wider as realization dawned on her. “You mean… Sugar Belle?”
“Mhhmm,” Big Mac replied, nodding his head. “I still remember the day she told me about her little secret, why she was bout as nervous then as you’re now. Still, I soon came to understand what it was she was doing and why, which is why I can say that seein’ this side of you doesn’t change a thing between us. As long as it makes ya’ll happy, who am I to judge?”
Cheerilee was utterly flabbergasted, her brain working frantically to try and process it all. Not just that Big Mac was perfectly okay after walking in on her indulging in such an embarrassing hobby, and not just that he still wanted to be friends with her regardless. No, what really shocked her was learning that there was another pony who shared her desire to act like a foal, and one in Ponyville no less!
“I… I…” Taking a deep breath to collect her thoughts, Cheerilee actually managed to smile as she said, “Thank you, Big Mac. You don’t know how relieved I am to hear that from you. I guess I was worried for nothing…” Standing up, Cheerilee stretched her back legs as she glanced up at the position of the sun. “Well, I should let you get back to your work.” Turning around, she had barely taken three steps before she heard Big Mac behind her.
“Wait.”
Pausing, Cheerilee turned back around to find Big Mac walking up to her, a comforting look in his eyes.
“Before ya go… there was somethin’ I just wanted ya to know.”
“What is it?”
“I said already that I’ve come to understand why ya’ll and Sugar Belle do what you do, but I never told ya how much I’ve come to enjoy looking after Sugar Belle while she’s pretending to be a foal. Its brought us so much closer together and… I just want to to know that if you ever want somepony to care for you like I do Sugar Belle, I wouldn’t mind letting’ ya’ll join us during our next playdate.”
“R—Really?” Cheerilee replied, her heart pounding in her chest at the thought of actually finding a caregiver to look after and care for her. “You mean it?”
“Of course, but only if’s somethin’ y’all really want. I wound never force ya to do anythin’ y’all weren’t comfortable doing, so if yer not okay with it ya don’t have to come. Although…” With a cheeky grin, Big Mac added, “I don’t think Sugar Belle would mind none ‘bout havin’ a new friend to play with.”
A swarm of butterflies rustled in Cheerilee’s stomach as she considered Big Mac’s offer. “I… I’ll think about it, thank you. Well… bye then.”
“Eyup.”
With that, Cheerilee turned around and began to walk back to the farmhouse. Despite still being shock at everything she’d just learned, she felt like a huge weight had been lifted from her shoulders. Right now, all she wanted to do was head home and spend the rest of the day lounging about with her teddy bear in her arms, and a nice soft diaper wrapped around her bottom.
And this time she was going to make extra sure to lock the front door behind her.
Canterlot was known far and wide for its shopping district, being filled with some of the finest, most luxurious, and even the most unusual shops in all of Equestria. If there was something you wanted, chances were good you could probably find it in Canterlot somewhere.
One such store was Calming Medicines , a seemingly unassuming store nestled between a health food store and a furniture outlet. Obstensively, the store was your average run of the mill pharmacy selling everything ranging from cough medicine, sleep aids, and everything else you could need to cure any basic ailment. However, among a special group of ponies, Calming Medicines was also known as the place to go for all your Adult Foal needs, promising absolute secrecy to its often nervous and embarrassed clients.
Such as Sugar Belle, who was a trembling ball of nerves as she walked up to the store. In the past, Sugar Belle had only ever ordered from the store through mail, since she knew they delivered everything in plain and unassuming looking boxes that wouldn’t get a second glance from any passing ponies. This was her first ever time actually visiting the store in person, however, and it clearly showed from the way the unicorn looked like she was moments away from turning tail and running.
The only thing keeping her from doing just that was Big Mac standing next to her, his hoof on her shoulders. “Breathe, Sugar Belle…” Big Mac said reassuringly as they approached the store, doing his best to comfort his marefriend. “I’ll be with ya through the whole thing, so nothin’ bad’ll happen to ya, I promise.”
Hearing Big Mac’s voiced certainly helped, as Sugar Belle was able to remain strong as they walk inside. Just like outside, the inside of the store looked little more than a large pharmacy, with neatly arranged aisles of items running up and down the length of the store. Calmly, the pair walked down the aisles until they reached the incontinent section, taking a moment to scan the selection for a moment. As was to be expected, the only diapers on display were those for medical purposes, like the kind you might see in hospitals or nursing homes and nothing like the colourful and foalish diapers Sugar Belle typically used. Still, they both knew this was necessary for what they really wanted.
“Hello there!” Seemingly out of thin air, a cream coloured pegasus mare with a yellow and pink-striped mane suddenly appeared. “Can I help you two with anything?”
Sugar Belle immediately shrunk back from the smiling mare, pressing herself up against Big Mac in an attempt to hide. “Uh… we… I… uh…”
With a reassuring hoof on Sugar Belle’s back, Big Mac took over as he addressed the mare. “Yes, I was hopin’ to buy some diapers for my foal.” Sugar Belle let out a squeak at the word “diapers” and hid her blushing face deeper into Big Mac’s fur.
“Well, if they’re for a foal, then might I recommend the foal section instead?” The mare suggested. “It’s only two aisles down—“
“Actually,” Big Mac interrupted, “my foal is a bit… bigger than your average foal.”
With a knowing smile, the mare asked, “Really? How big is she?”
I never said if it was a filly , Big Mac noted with a smirk. Figuring this wasn’t the mare’s first time doing this song and dance, Big Mac figured he’d cut right to the chase then. “Oh… about this big,” he said, glancing over at his marefriend still trying to disappear into his coat. “Do you have anythin’ that might fit her?’
The mare’s smile only seemed to brighten as she nodded her head. “I just might. Follow me and I’ll show our ‘Plus sized’ section.” Turning around, she began to lead the couple towards the back of the store before passing through a door marked “Storage”. After passing through two more doors, the mare stopped in front of another door. “Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Calming Touch and this is my store. Before we go any further, I just want to make absolutely sure… one of you is an Adult Foal, correct?”
“Eyup,” Big Mac replied, nuzzling the unicorn next to him. “Name’s Big Mac and this here’s my sweet foal, Sugar Belle. Say hello, Sugar Belle.”
“Uh… hi…” Sugar Belle managed to squeak out, still hugging Big Mac tightly for support.
“Don’t worry, you have nothing to fear here, sweetie,” Calming Touch said with a reassuring and motherly tone. “Many ponies who come through my doors are terrified of being judged for something so innocent and harmless, so I do my best to make sure to offer a comfortable and safe environment for foals of all ages. Now, allow me to welcome you into the ‘Adult Foal” section of my store.” Opening the door, Big Mac and Sugar Belle both gasped at what they saw inside.
It was like they had stepped into a whole other store entirely. Just as big the pharmacy they had just left, the entire store was stocked with everything an Adult Foal could ever need or want, with signs above the rows of aisles advertising everything from diapers by brand and size, to dresses and onesies, to even aisles offering adult sized cribs and playpens. Truly it was an Adult Foal paradise.
“Wow!” Her fear seemingly forgotten, Sugar Belle marvelled at the sheer selection on display. “Look at all this!”
“Eyup,” Big Mac replied, giggling as Sugar Belle’s wagged her tail excitedly. “Pick out anythin’ you’d like and we’ll see about adding’ it to your playroom.”
“Really!?” Sugar Belle’s face was lit up like a filly in a candy store as Big Mac nodded his head. Squealing in delight, Sugar Belle ran up and hugged the stallion. “Thank you, Nanna!” She cried before taking off towards the diaper aisle and leaving Calming Touch and Big Mac alone.
“So…” Calming Touch glanced at Big Mac with a slight smirk and a raised eyebrow. “‘Nanna’, huh?”
Chuckling, Big Mac blushed as he rubbed the back of his neck. “Eyup…”
“I’m not judging. It’s always nice to meet a caregiver so understanding of another pony’s desire to be loved and cared for. Warms my heart every time I see the smiles on the little one’s faces.”
“Eyup,” Big Mac agreed as the pair watched Sugar Belle run up and down the aisles, clearly overwhelmed by the selection on display. “Say, I was wonderin’…”
“How I got into all this?” Calming Touch said, tittering as she shook her head. “Oh, if I had a bit for every time somepony asked me that, I could afford to open a store in Las Pegasus alongside this one. I’ve always been the mothering sort, it’s how I got my cutie mark after all.” Turning slightly, Calming let Big Mac have a glance at her cutie mark, a pair of wings wrapped lovingly around the image of a foal bundled up in a blanket. “I suppose I could have always worked at a nursery or daycare instead, but there was just something… special about caring for a grown mare or stallion instead and helping them recapture even a glimpse of their lost innocence. When I realized that many of the ponies I cared for felt scared and alone in their desires, I knew that it was my duty to provide a safe and welcoming environment to show them that they have nothing to fear or be ashamed of. As a fellow caregiver, I’m guessing you understand what I mean, right?”
“Eyup.” Big Mac smiled as he looked back on the fond memories of days spent looking after and caring for Sugar Belle, days he wouldn’t trade for all the riches in the world. “Seein’ as yer a more experienced caregiver and all, I kinda hopin’ y’all might be able to give me a little advice regardin’ another foal I know.”
“Another one, huh? Why, aren’t you the lucky stallion!” Calming remarked, holding a wing to her mouth to hold back her laughter. “Well, I’m always willing to help another caregiver out, so ask away! How did you find out she was an Adult Foal, if I may ask?”
“Well… my family own’s an apple farm not far from the town she lives in, so one day I went to her house to deliver an order and… accidentally walked in on her.”
“Oh dear…” Calming replied, her smile dripping slightly as worry flashed across her face. “Being discovered like that is every Adult Foal’s worst nightmare, even more so if it’s somepony they know. How did she take it?”
“Luckily she was sleepin’, so I just left her a note explainin’ the situation and that her secret was safe with me along with the delivery and let her be.”
“That was the right decision. That wasn’t the end of it though, I’m assuming?”
“Nope. In the note I left I also said she could come to me any time if’n she wanted to talk about what happened, so eventually we talked it out and I did my best to put her mind at ease. I… I also offered to let her join me and Sugar Belle on our next playdate. Was I wrong to say that?”
Calming put a reassuring hoof on Big Mac’s shoulder. “In my experience, you made the right call. Some ponies need a little push sometimes, as long as you made it clear that it was entirely her decision whether to come or not. Give her some time to think about it, and whatever you do don’t pressure her into making a decision until she’s good and ready.”
“Of course. I would never pressure another pony into doin’ somethin’ they weren’t okay with!”
“And that’s why I know you’re a kind and loving caregiver.” Calming said with a generous smile on her face. “If there’s anything else I can help you, feel free to ask.”
“Actually… I was hopin’ on picking up some diapers for her as well just in case she says yes.”
“Now that I can certainly help you with! Do you know what kind she likes?”
“Hmm…” Big Mac tapped his hoof against his chin as he thought back to that day. “I didn’t get a name, but I did get a brief look at them. They were kinda like the ones Sugar Belle likes, Forever Foal , but they didn’t have all the colourful designs and pictures on them that I could see. They were a bright pink around the legs and waist too, if’n that helps.”
“It might… One moment…” Walking over to one of the diaper aisles, Calming returned a few moments later carrying one of the packs on her back. The name on the side of the package read, “Forever Filly, for big mares who are young at heart !”, and a picture on the side showed a mostly white diaper with pink borders around the waist and leg holes. “Was this it, by any chance?”
“That’s them alright,” Big Mac replied. “Y’all really know yer diapers, I take it?”
“I should hope so!” Calming Touch said with a sharp laugh. “I’ll go ring these up for you while you wait.”
As Calming walked away, Sugar Belle came bounding up to Big Mac chanting, “Nanna! Nanna! Nanna! Look at what I found!” Held aloft in her magic was an adorable purple onesie the same colour as her mane, with matching coloured frills around the leg holes. “Can we get this, pretty please?” Sugar Belle asked, putting on her best “puppy dog eyes”.
Big Mac laughed, patting the unicorn on the head. “Alright, you win. But we need to get you some diapers to wear first, otherwise my little foal is going to be a very wet and grumpy pony!”
“Yay!” Sugar Belle squealed with delight before running back to the diaper aisle to pick out her favourite brand. As Big Mac followed behind his adorable marefriend, his thoughts drifted back to Cheerilee and the offer he had made her the day before. Calmin’ said to give her time, so that’s what’ll do. Still can’t help wonderin’ though if she’s thinkin’ bout it now or not…
***
[Cheerilee]
Cheerilee had indeed been thinking about Big Mac’s offer on and off ever since her talk with him, the idea sneaking itself into her thoughts just when she least expected it. Doing her best to keep it out of her mind during work, Cheerilee managed to make it through the day successfully before arriving home later that afternoon. Keeping herself occupied with marking assignments and making herself dinner, it wasn’t until Cheerilee was preparing to turn in for the night that the idea surfaced once more.
Lying awake in bed and staring up at the ceiling, Cheerilee let out a sigh as her mind ran through her options. She couldn’t deny how unbelievably tempting Big Mac’s offer was to her, allowing her the chance to finally be cared for like she had always dreamed of. And yet, something was still holding her back, particularly her past relationship with Big Mac. Would I be intruding on their special time? She wondered. I mean, we weren’t even together for a whole day and that was only because of the Crusader’s love poison, but still… Would I just make it awkward? Would Big Mac even still want to be friends afterwords?
Shaking her head, Cheerilee dispelled that last thought with a vengeance. Big Mac had promised that they were still friends, and the fact that he had even offered must have meant that they would still be fiends regardless of if she took him up on his offer or not.
Sighing again, Cheerilee held her teddy bear above her as she looked the plush bear in the eyes. “What should I do, Marigold? What should I do?” Sadly, the bear didn’t have an answer for her, and Cheerilee hugged the stuffed toy close as she curled up under her sheets.
I should talk to Big Mac. That should help me make up my mind. Having finally decided on a course of action, Cheerileewas finally able to put her worries aside for now as she drifted off to sleep. That night, Cheerilee’s dreams were filled with the pleasant images of her in her own nursery as she played the part of the foal, playing and laughing without a care in the world.
Once more, Cheerilee found herself pacing back and forth outside the gate into Sweet Apple Acres, biting her lip as she tried to formulate what she was going to say. Her mind was a muddled mess as the images from last night continued to dance in her head, the visions of being cared for by Big Mac, his strong hooves lifting her up carrying her to the changing table to change her diaper, before feeding her a warm bottle and carrying her towards her crib for a nap–
A fierce shake of her head dispelled those thoughts back to the recesses of her mind for a time as she tried desperately to find the right words to–
“Hello?”
Cheerilee yelped as she wheeled around to find a certain pink unicorn standing behind her. “Oh, hello, Miss Sugar Belle! Sorry, I didn’t see you there.”
Sugar Belle frowned as she looked over the clearly nervous mare. “Is everything alright, miss…”
“Cheerilee. I’m a teacher at the schoolhouse in Ponyville.”
“Cheerilee… Cheerilee…” Sugar Belle repeated the name for a moment before recognition flash across her face. “Ah, Cheerilee! How wonderful it is to finally meet you. Big Mac’s told me so much about you.”
“Oh… has he?” Cheerilee replied with a nervous chuckle as she rubbed the back of her neck.
“Yep! He’s told me all about how wonderful a teacher you are to sweet Apple Bloom and how she simply adores you!”
Cheerilee relaxed slightly. Good, it looks like he hasn’t told her about–
“He also mentioned the… ‘adventure’ you two had with something called a Love Poison?”
Cheerilee froze. “Oh… he told you about that, did he? It doesn’t mean I still have feelings for him, if that’s what—“
“Don’t worry, I understand,” Sugar Belle said with a warm smile. “Just from listening to how he talks about you and all the help you’ve been to Apple Bloom, it’s clear to me how such good friends you two are.”
Cheerilee finally let herself breath a sigh of relief. Good, she doesn’t think I’m trying to steal her stallion. It could of made things super awkward if she got the wrong idea about all this... “Well, it was very nice meeting you, Sugar Belle, but I should get going.”
“Going? But you just got here!”
“No, no, it’s fine. I’ll come back later.” Cheerilee had barely taken four steps before she heard Sugar Belle respond behind her.
“You’re here to see Big Mac, aren’t you? Is this about his offer to join us at the cottage?”
Cheerilee froze in mid-stride, her throat becoming as dry as sandpaper as she slowly turned around to face Sugar Belle again, a knowing look in the unicorn’s eyes. “I… I…”
Walking up to the stunned mare, Sugar Belle placed a comforting hoof on her shoulder. “Come, I’ll take you to Big Mac. He’s usually covering the south-west part of the orchard by now, so it shouldn’t e too hard to find him.”
“Re-really, y-you don’t have t-too—“
“No, I insist. There’s something I would like to talk with you about, and it’d be easier if we talk while we walk.”
Realizing that Sugar Belle wasn’t about to take no for an answer, Cheerilee reluctantly followed in stride behind Sugar Belle as they walked past the farmhouse and into the orchard proper. Even after passing the tree line, they continued to walk in silence for some time before Sugar Belle finally spoke again.
“I heard from Big Mac about what he saw that day… when he walked in on you at home.”
Cheerilee hung her head in shame, staring at the ground as she muttered, “You mean when he walked in to see me wearing… diapers…”
Sugar Belle nodded. “I’ve been in your horseshoes before, so I know how nervous and embarrassing you must feel right now, but I just want you to know that it’s okay to do what you did. As long as no one is hurt and it makes you as happy as it does me, then it can’t be bad, right?”
“I guess…” Cheerilee replied, feeling a little better to be having someone who could empathize with her. After a moment, Cheerilee finally said the one thing that had been weighing heavily on her shoulders for the past week or so. “I know Big Mac said I could join you two, but I… I just don’t know. Won’t I just be intruding? I mean, I don’t want to get in the way of something special between you two, so maybe I should just continue to keep to myself about all this.”
Instead of arguing with her, Sugar Belle just glanced over her shoulder and smiled at Cheerilee. “Whatever you decide to do, we’ll stick by you no matter what. We would never think to force you into something you weren’t comfortable with!”
“Thanks,” Cheerilee said, finally managing to smile as she continued to follow behind Sugar Belle.
After several more minutes of walking, Sugar Belle gasped and pointed into the distance. “There he is! I’d recognize that apple red coat anywhere! Hey, Big Mac!” Taking off at a gallop, Cheerilee was left behind as she watched Sugar Belle run up and hug Big Mac, nuzzling her face against his cheek.
As Cheerilee watched from a distance, she felt an almost jealous longing in her heart. She wasn’t jealous of their love, that much was sure, but of the clear affection shared between them. What they had was something special, and no matter how much she tried to deny it, Cheerilee wished more than anything that she could share in even the smallest amount of that affection.
Big Mac spotted Cheerilee walking up to them out of the corner of his eye and reluctantly pulled away from his marefriend. “Good day, Cheerilee. I wasn’t expect y’all to show up–“
“I want to go.”
Big Mac blinked, taken aback by Cheerilee’s bold response. “Par-pardon?”
“To the cottage, with you and Sugar Belle,” Cheerilee continued, her nerves screaming at her to run away and never look back, but she pressed on. “Even if it’s just this once, I… I want to know what that feels like. Having someone you trust to care and look after you… So, please… let me come with you.”
Smiling, Big Mac walked over and hugged the still shaking mare. “Of course ya can come. Me and Sugar Belle would be happy to have ya.”
Cheerilee sighed with relief as she relaxed in Big Mac’s arms, feeling his loving warmth wash over her.
Nearby, Sugar Belle watched all this with a beaming smile on her face. Yay, I get a new playmate! This is going to be so much fun!
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.
Trees passed by Cheerilee in a blur as she ran deeper and deeper into the woods. She had no idea just where she was going, but she didn’t care just as long as she put as much distance between herself and the cottage as possible. Her breathing was laboured, both from the effort of running and from the overload of emotions running through her. Stumbling for a moment, Cheerilee barely noticed as she quickly picked herself back up and continued running.
What is wrong with me?! To think I… I just… I just wet myself! Like a foal! And wearing diapers… What kind of freak does that?! I’m nothing… nothing but a disgusting freak! Again and again those thoughts repeated themselves in Cheerilee’s mind, become a distorted mantra as she continued to run with no destination in mind.
After what felt like forever, Cheerilee finally stopped running, skidding to a halt to stop herself from falling into the stream that cut through the landscape. It wasn’t a very deep or wide stream, she could probably walk across it without much difficulty, but the sight of it was enough to momentarily snap Cheerilee out of her panic. Stopping to catch her breath for a moment, Cheerilee slowly trotted over to the stream and gazed at her reflection in the crystal clear waters.
“… I shouldn’t have come…” she muttered to her reflection. “I knew this was all a bad idea, but I still came regardless… All I’ve done is wasted Big Mac and Sugar Belle’s time and made an utter fool of myself, and for what? Some stupid fantasy of mine?” Scowling, she slapped at her reflection in a fit of anger, her image becoming distorted for a moment before the water became still once more.
She sat there for some time, just staring at her reflection as she tried to sort out her emotions. “It would be best if I just went back to Ponyville. After that I can throw out everything that reminds me of this for good this time. Just forget all this happened and go back to my normal life in Ponyville—
“There you are!”
Cheerilee’s heart leapt in to her throat as she jumped to her hooves and whirled around to see who had snuck up on her. “S-Sugar Belle?”
Stepping out from behind the trees, Sugar Belle stepped into view, dressed in a simple blue dress with a pair of saddle bags on her back. She smiled at Cheerilee as she approached, being extra careful not to spook the poor mare. “I figured you couldn’t have gotten far.”
“How… how did you find me?”
“It wasn’t hard. You left a pretty noticeable trail, after all.”
Cheerilee looked behind Sugar Belle for a moment, surprised to see that she seemed to have come alone. “Where’s–“
“Back at the cottage. Believe me, it took all I had to convince him not to go running after you. I thought you could use a little time for yourself. Also…” Reaching into her bags, Sugar Belle pulled out a yellow sundress. “… You might want to put this on, just to, you know…” Sugar Belle trailed off as she glanced over Cheerilee’s shoulder.
Turning her head to see what Sugar Belle was talking about, Cheerilee’s face turned bright red as she realized that when she had so hastily run from the cottage she had forgotten to remove the very soaked diaper she was wearing, putting it on show for anypony passing by to see. Snatching the dress from Sugar Belle, Cheerilee hastily put it on, noticing daily quickly that it was a tad big for her. Must be one of Big Mac’s , she thought as she double checked to make sure she was all covered up. “Th-Thanks…”
“Don’t worry, there’s not many ponies around here besides Woods to see you, but I figured you wouldn’t mind something to wear.” Walking over, Sugar Belle sat down next to Cheerilee, the slight crinkling sound she made indicating that she hadn’t bothered to change out her diaper either.
Turning back around, Cheerilee sat down as she went back to staring at her reflection in the water. The two mares sat in silence for a few moments, as if waiting for one of the them to start talking.
“So…” Sugar Belle finally said, staring off at nothing in particular. “Want to talk about what happened?”
Cheerilee sighed. “What’s there to talk about? I… I can’t do this. I can’t do… what you and Big Mac do. I thought coming here would help me come to terms with these feelings of mine, but… but I just ended up ruining everything.”
“You didn’t—“
“Don’t try and lie to me, I know what I did.” Cheerilee snapped back, refusing to look directly at Sugar Belle. “It was all going so well at first and then… when I wet myself like that, I… all I felt was the shame at how utterly disgusting I am! I’m a school teacher, for Celestia’s sake! I should be teaching young foals, not trying to act like one! I just… I just wish I was normal…”
“Cheerilee…” Frowning, Sugar Belle put her hoof on Cheerilee’s shoulder. “Believe me, I know exactly how you feel.”
“Sure you do…” Cheerilee muttered dismissively.
“No, I really do. I know what it’s like to be ashamed and disgusted by this side of yourself. I can’t tell you how many times I threw away diapers in the hopes of ridding myself of this fantasy of mine. Tartarus, I even moved to a new town in the middle of nowhere just to try and get away from it! However, the more I tried to run away from it, the worse it made me feel. And then… and then I met Big Mac. He made me feel comfortable and loved, enough so that I was finally willing to reveal this part of myself to him. And you know what I learned?”
“No, what?” Cheerilee asked, now genuinely curious as she finally glanced back at Sugar Belle.
Instead of answering, Sugar Belle smiled as she shifted her position before letting out a relieved sigh. Cheerilee was about to ask what she was doing, when her ears perked up at a familiar hissing sound. Is… is she really… Right here, right now!?
As if reading Cheerilee’s mind, Sugar Belle hiked up her dress just enough to allow Cheerilee to see as her diaper began to expand and take on a yellowish tint. Cheerilee just stood there, staring wide-eyed as she watched Sugar Belle wet herself like it was the most natural thing in the world. And, indeed, that’s what it looked like, as Sugar Belle’s grin only seemed to widen as she finished relieving herself. “Ahhhh… That feels so much better…”
“Why…” Cheerilee’s thoughts momentarily stalled as she tried to process what she’d just witnessed. “Why did you just do that?”
“Hopefully to show you that there’s nothing wrong with it,” She said as she dropped her dress back down and looked over at the still dumbfounded Cheerilee. “See, what I learned was to finally accept myself for who I am, to embrace this side of me rather than run in fear of it. Knowing that there’s at least one pony in this world who knows and doesn’t care has helped immensely, which is why…” Standing up, Sugar Belle wrapped her hooves around Cheerilee and pulled her into a hug. “… Why I want you to know that you’re not alone. Whenever you begin to feel ashamed or disgusted again, don’t hesitate to let me or Big Mac know. And if for some reason we can’t be there for you right then and there, always remember that you’re not alone and that there are at least two ponies who love you for who you are.”
“Sug-Sugar Belle…” Tears began to roll uncontrollably down Cheerilee’s face as she held onto Sugar Belle, the mare serving as her lifeboat as she began to cry, all the pent of emotions she had been carrying getting lighter and lighter with each passing moment.
Running her hoof comforting down Cheerilee’s back, Sugar Belle said nothing as she waited patiently for Cheerilee to let it all out. It took several minutes, but eventually Cheerilee’s tears seemed to have run out.
“Th-Thank you…” Cheerilee was finally able to say, as she continued to hug Sugar Belle.
“No need to thank me. I couldn’t just stand by and watch you suffer like this anymore.” Finally pulling away, Sugar Belle smiled and said, “In a way, we’re not just friends, you and me. We’re kinda like sisters almost.”
“S-sisters?”
“Yep! Sisters drawn together by their padded rumps!” Sugar Belle said, making herself laugh. Gradually, Cheerilee joined with a few chuckles before the pair were almost rolling all over themselves with laughter at the sheer absurdity of the whole thing.
***
The sound of hooves echoed through the cabin as Big Mac continued to pace back and forth, biting his lip in worry as he cast fearful glances every few minutes at the clock on the wall, before glancing at the door in the hopes that Sugar Belle and Cheerilee would suddenly appear.
Where are they? Is Cheerilee alright? She looked so scared when she suddenly ran off like that! Did I go to far? Oh, I should have gone after her! I know Sugar says she can handle it, but I can’t help but worry! I should go after them! But… But Sugar Belle would probably be mad that I didn’t trust her, but I just can’t sit here and do noth–
His thoughts were derailed by the sound of the door creaking open, finally putting an end to his pacing as he whipped his hear to glance at the door, relief flooding over him as he saw Sugar Belle and Cheerilee walk inside. “There you are!” Galloping over to them in a blink, he embraced the two mares in a relieved hug. “I was so worried!” He said as he began to fret over the pair, checking them over with the same energy as a mother checking over her foals. “Are you alright? What happened out there? Do you need–“
“Mac, breath!” Sugar Belle exclaimed, giggling as she pushed him back enough to give them all some room. “We’re both fine. Cheerilee just needed some time alone for a bit to collect her thoughts, isn’t that right?”
Cheerilee nodded, looking to Big Mac with a small smile on her face. “I just got a bit… overwhelmed by everything happening all at once. I’m much better now, I promise.”
Big Mac seemed to accept that, as he breathed a long sigh of relief. “You had me so worried… I’m sorry if I put too much pressure on you so soon.”
Cheerilee shook her head. “No, it’s not your fault. Most of this is so new to me that it’s just been a bit exhausting. Actually…” As if on cue, Cheerilee put a hoof to her mouth to try and suppress a loud yawn. “I could use a nap right about now.”
“Do…” Big Mac seemed apprehensive at first before he calmly asked, “Do you want me to change you first? Or would you rather take care of that yourself?”
Wiggling her rump, Cheerilee was reminded once more about the wet diaper she was still wearing, which had started to feel clammy and uncomfortable. “Could… could you change me? Please, Nana?”
Big Mac smiled. “Of course I would.” Adopting a mischievous grin, he glanced over at Sugar Belle and said, “I believe a certain filly might also need a fresh diaper change, am I right?”
Sugar Belle just giggled, crinkling slightly as she wiggled her rump as well.
“I thought so. Now, can Nana trust you to play quietly while I take care of Cheerilee?”
“Yep, Nana! I’m a good filly!” Trotting past them and into the living room, Sugar Belle plopped herself back down and began to play with the toys still scattered about without missing a beat.
With that done, Big Mac gestured for Cheerilee to follow him before leading her over to the changing mat still sitting nearby. The two were silent as they went through the motions of the diaper change, with Big Mac gently removing the used diaper before cleaning Cheerilee’s fur with a wet wipe. As he pulled out another diaper from the diaper bag, he glanced at Cheerilee for quick confirmation before continuing after she said nothing to stop him after a few moments, quickly getting her changed in a fresh diaper. “There, all nice and clean. Now Nana can help you get ready for nap time.”
With Big Mac’s help, Cheerilee was able to get back up onto her hooves, waddling towards the stairs as Big Mac followed in step beside her. “You don’t have to come with me you know,” she remarked as the pair reached the staircase.
“Oh, I know, but tell me… how much practice have you had going up and down stairs while waddling?”
Cheerilee opened her mouth to reply, only to close it again just as fast.
“I thought so,” Big Mac said with a smirk. Holding out his hoof, he gingerly helped Cheerilee ascend the steps, the thick padding between the mare’s legs giving her far more trouble that she could have predicted. Eventually the pair arrived at the extra room where Cheerilee was sleeping, with Big Mac going so far as help Cheerilee into bed and snugly tucking her in to bed. “One last thing…” Big Mac said as he held up Cheerilee’s teddy bear, which Cheerilee eagerly accepted and cuddled close to her chest as Big Mac finished tucking her in.
“Sleep tight,” Big Mac whispered as he turned around and trotted over to the door, casting one last look behind him at Cheerilee before closing the door behind him without a word.
Now alone, Cheerilee looked down at her teddy bear still cuddled in her arms. “Quite the day, huh?” she whispered to her plush friend as she slowly drifted off to sleep…
***
A much younger Cheerilee giggled and cooed as she played with her teddy bear, the young foal happily playing with her toys in her nursery. Normally she’d be frightened to be all alone like this, but it was okay! She had her nightlight to keep her safe from all the monsters! Mommy and Daddy said so! So it was then that she continued to play without a care in the world, until…
A sharp crackling sound alerted Cheerilee to a sudden problem. Glancing over at her nightlight, she saw the beacon of light flicker for several seconds before suddenly going dark altogether.
Immediately the atmosphere of the room shifted, the temperature beginning to drop enough that Cheerilee hugged her teddy close for warmth as she began to shiver. Terror began to overcome the young foal as she watched wide-eyed as the shadows on the walls began to shift and distort, now no longer held back by the protected light of her nightlight. The shadows quickly began to grow sharpened claws, razor sharp teeth, and beady red eyes that loved to prey on innocent and helpless foals. Slowly, the shadows began to encircle Cheerilee, who found herself frozen in place, unable to even scream out of sheer fear.
As the monsters continued to circle her like sharks circling their prey, Cheerilee was suddenly no longer a foal, but now a fully grown mare, quivering in her diapers as she held onto her beloved teddy for support. Now the shadows began to laugh at her, their taunting voices doing more to terrify Cheerilee than anything else.
“Please… Please stop…” Cheerilee pleaded, but the shadows ignored her pleas as their laughter only grew louder and more mocking. Clamping her eyes shut, she felt tears began to roll down her face as she was buffeted by mocking laughter from all sides, their deafening cries closing in around her. “Please…”
“You leave her alone!”
Cheerilee’s eyes snapped open as the shadows began to recoil in fear, held at bay by a new beacon of light that had suddenly appeared. Standing protectively before her was a new figure, a unicorn whose horn was ablaze with arcane light that repelled the shadows and caused their laughter to slowly lessen until it had vanished completely. Thanks to the light, Cheerilee could see that the new pony was also diapered just like her, except this pony stood unafraid before the hoard of shadows. As her saviour turned around, Cheerilee was finally able to get a good look at pony, revealing a mare with a light magenta coat, a poofy violet mane and tail tied up with a band, and kind purple eyes.
“Sug–Sugar Belle!” Cheerilee joyfully exclaimed, now returned to the form of a foal.
“Are you alright, Sis?” Sugar Belle asked, walking over and cradling Cheerilee in her arms.
“I am now…” Cheerilee said as she felt all her fears just disappear as if they had never existed in the first place.
“Good. Don’t worry, as long as I’m here, those nasty monsters can’t hurt you!”
“Thanks… Sis.”
As Sugar Belle released Cheerilee, the unicorn mare suddenly shrunk down to the same size as Cheerilee, though the light from her horn still shone as bright as ever. “Wanna play?”
“Sure!”
And so, the two foals, sisters not by blood but by circumstance and choice, went right back to playing as if the previous few minutes had never happened, their combined laughter drowning out any who would continue to try and disparage and mock the two, allowing them to play and laugh without fear once more.
With a groggy yawn, Cheerilee slowly began to wake up. Rubbing the sleep from her eyes, the flickering afterimages of her pleasant dream were still there, bringing a smile to her face. Pulling back the covers, Cheerilee looked down at the diaper she was wearing and pressed a hoof into the soft padding.
“Dry…” she muttered, giggling to herself. She had never been a bedwetter before, so why start now just because she was wearing a diaper?
Stretching her still half asleep limbs, Cheerilee climbed out of bed and trotted over to the window. Judging by the position of the sun, she guessed that she had only been sleep for about two hours, and yet she felt more rested then she had ever been from a full night’s sleep. She definitely felt lighter, like a huge weight had finally been lifted off her shoulders.
Wiggling her rump, Cheerilee couldn’t help but giggle to herself at the telltale crinkling sound she made. She felt rather silly, but in a good way unlike before, amused at how something so simple could bring her such joy. Slowly walking around the room, Cheerilee’s amusement only increased with each crinkle of her diaper.
A light knocking against the door caused her to pause mid-step. “Cheerilee?” she heard Big Mac say through the door.
“Come in,” she replied back.
Pushing the door open, Big Mac trotted into the room. He was still wearing his dress from before, but Cheerilee noted that he seemed to have taken the time to apply some makeup given the hint of blush and eyeliner she could spot on his face. “Ah, I thought you might be awake. Did you enjoy yer nap?”
Cheerilee nodded, adding with a chuckle, “Slept like a baby.”
Big Mac chuckled as well. “That’s good to hear. Now that yer well rested, ya hungry?”
Thinking about, Cheerilee realized that she did in fact feel a bit hungry, having not eaten anything since lunch. “A little…”
“Yer in luck, then. I was just about to make dinner. Wanna come downstairs with me, or would you prefer to stay up here and play?”
Offering his hoof to her, Cheerilee hesitated for a brief moment before reaching out and grabbing his hoof with her own, letting herself be led downstairs. As Big Mac carefully helped her traverse the staircase. Cheerilee caught sight of Sugar Belle sitting at the kitchen table, scribbling something down onto a piece of paper with a crayon. The other mare was now dressed in a purple onesie with adorable frills around the legs and bottom. Judging by the noticeable thickness around her rump, Sugar Belle was still as thickly diapered as before.
At the sound of creaking steps, Sugar Belle glanced up from what she was doing, smiling from behind the pacifier in her mouth as she caught sight of Big Mac and Cheerilee. “Nana! You’re back! I missed you!”
“Silly baby, Nana was only gone from a moment! And she brought a friend with her for you to play with.”
“Yaaaay!” Sugar Belle cheered, clapping her hooves happily for a moment before going back to whatever it was she was doodling.
Pulling out a chair for Cheerilee, Big Mac helped the padded mare up and onto the seat until she was sitting comfortably, her diaper acting almost like a pillow. “Now, you two play nice while Nana makes somethin’ to fill yer happy tummies with!”
While Big Mac went over to start preparing dinner, Cheerilee looked across the table at Sugar Belle. “What ya drawing?”
“Nothin’…” Sugar Belle replied, the pacifier in her mouth causing her slightly slur her words like the big foal she was. “Want ta join me?”
“Sure!” Cheerilee replied, grabbing a piece of paper and a blue crayon to start. However, as she put crayon to paper, Cheerilee realized she had no idea what she wanted to draw. Funny how many times she had tasked her students with drawing up imaginative works for different assignments, and yet now Cheerilee found herself drawing a blank. Hoping to get some kind of idea, Cheerilee glanced over at what Sugar Belle was currently engaged with.
Except… Sugar Belle hadn’t been fibbing when she’d said she was drawing “nothing”, since all Cheerilee could see on her page was a seemingly random assortment of coloured blobs that didn’t resemble anything. And yet, Sugar Belle’s face was scrunched up in deep concentration, sucking away at her paci without a care in the world as she doodled away like a…
… Like a foal. Cheerilee felt like slapping herself for not realizing it sooner. Foals didn’t care about what they drew, they just doodled whatever came to mind without caring about how it looked, with every piece being a unique work of art every time. With this new bit of knowledge, Cheerilee once more put crayon to paper and just let her mind wander as she began to draw. More than once her adult mind tried to find form or logic in the blobs and shapes dotting the piece of paper, but every time Cheerilee would just push that part aside as she continued to doodle, having far to much fun to bother with something like silly colour composition or trying to stay within the lines.
“Dinner’s ready!”
The sound of Big Mac’s voice suddenly snapped Cheerilee out of her trance, blinking in confusion at the realization at how much time must have passed since she started drawing. Looking down at the paper in front of her, she was flabbergasted at the sheer mess of colours and shapes that had been haphazardly arranged in all that time.
I… I did all that?
“Oh, my. What a lovely drawing!” Big Mac remarked as he set the crayons and remaining paper aside for now. “I’d hate to get in the way of such amazin’ artists, but it’s food time now.” Taking great care in setting the drawings the two mares had made into a pile, Big Mac set three plates onto the table, each one piled high with spaghetti covered in rich marinara sauce. “Now, Nana knows just how messy foals can get when eatin’, so she made sure to come prepared.” Going over to Sugar Belle first, Big Mac carefully tied a large bib onto the unicorn before moving on to Cheerilee. He lingered for a moment longer, holding up the bib as if to ask Cheerilee if she was alright with it. When she didn’t refuse him, he tied the bib onto her as well before taking a seat between them.
Sugar Belle wasted little time in digging in, grabbing a hooffull of spaghetti and shovelling it into her mouth. Big Mac just laughed at his rambunctious foal as he began to eat using his fork. Cheerilee just sat there, staring at the plate of food in front of her as she debated with herself on how to go about this. Big Mac had provided her with a fork, so she could feed herself like an adult if she wanted to. Alternatively she could eat with her hooves like Sugar Belle was doing, so that was also an option.
“Somethin’ wrong?” Big Mac asked when he noticed Cheerilee had yet to touch her food. “Didn’t you say you were hungry? Or perhaps… do you want Nana to feed you yer food instead?”
Presented with this possible option, Cheerilee couldn’t deny how tantalizing having Big Mac feed her would be. And not in any kind of romantic sense at that, but in a caring sense. “Would you? P…Please?”
Big Mac smiled. “Of course, sweetie.” Putting his fork down, Big Mac picked up the one he had given Cheerilee and twirled a generous supply of pasta into it. “Now, open wide…”
Doing as she was told, Big Mac began to feed Cheerilee, waiting for her finish one mouthful before offering her another. It wasn’t long before the pair got into a rhythm, with Big Mac eating some of his own pasta while he waited for Cheerilee to chew and swallow.
Before long the three of them had finished their dinner, each one now having a belly filled wth yummy pasta. However, neither Cheerilee nor Sugar Belle had escaped getting sauce on themselves, or in Sugar Belle’s case hadn’t even tried.
“My, my my! Such messy foals you two are!” Big Mac said with a smile as he picked up their plates and carried them over to the sink for later, returning with a damp washcloth. Seeing as how Sugar Belle was clearly the messier of the two, he started with her, beginning the process of wiping spots of sauce out of her coat.
“Na-Nana stop!” Sugar Belle said between giggles. “Tha-That tickles!”
“Almost done… There! All clean!” Pulling the washcloth back, Big Mag leaned over and planted a kiss on Sugar Belle’s forehead. “Now, can Nana trust you to be good girl and go play while she takes care of yer friend?”
“I’m a good girl, Nana! Promise!” Giving Big Mac a quick kiss on the cheek, she practically leapt out her chair as she raced off towards the living room to go play.
As Big Mac walked back to the sink to wash the now dirty washcloth, he glanced over at Cheerilee for a moment. “How ya feeling’? I’m not bein’ overbearin’, am I?
Cheerilee shook her head. “No, you’re doing a wonderful job.”
“That’s good ta hear. While I’m happy y’all seem to be more open to bein’ treated like a foal now, I don’t want to go and overwhelm ya again. If’n ya ever want to stop, don’t hesitate to let me know right away.”
“Don’t worry, I wil– Eeep! ” Cheerilee jumped a little as the wet cloth was pressed against her cheek. Compared to Sugar Belle she had only gotten a few spots of sauce onto her, meaning it took far less time to clean her up. “Um… Big Ma–, I mean…. Nana?”
Big Mac paused as he walked over to the sink again, turning to look at Cheerilee. “Yes?”
“I… I was wondering… I mean, if it’s not too much trouble…” Cheerilee twiddled with her hooves as she tried to get her thoughts together. “If… if I could ask you for a… a favour?”
“Anythin’ for one of Nana’s foals.”
“Well… I…” Here goes… “Could… Could you maybe treat me like… like I’m Sugar Belle’s sister?”
Big Mac was silent for a moment before he smiled at Cheerilee, tossing the washcloth into the sink before trotting over and running his hoof through Cheerilee’s mane. “I would be happy too. Now, I think we’ve left yer sister alone for long enough, how about we go check on her so the two of you can play together?”
Smiling, Cheerilee nodded her head before allowing herself to be helped down from her chair and lead into the living room. As the pair approached, they could already see Sugar Belle happily playing with her toys, stacking up coloured blocks to make a tower before knocking them over and starting again.
“Sugar Belle!” Big Mac called out him and Cheerilee came closer. “I brought yer sister for you to play with!”
Without skipping a beat, Sugar Belle turned towards the pair and began clapping her hooves in excitement. “Yay, Sis is here!”
Waddling over to Sugar Belle, Cheerilee dropped down onto her padded rump next to her new sister. “What you doing?”
“Playing with blocks!” Sugar Belle replied. Picking up a red rectangular block, Sugar Belle carefully placed it onto the top of the tower she was already in progress of making. “Now you try!”
Following Sugar Belle’s lead, Cheerilee picked up a nearby green cylinder shaped block and placed it gently on top of the one Sugar Belle had placed. She held her breath when the tower seemed to wobble for a moment, looking like it was about to topple over completely, before becoming still once more, allowing her to breath a quick sigh of relief.
“Yay, you did it!” Sugar Belle remarked happily. “Good job, Sis!”
Despite how simple the action had been, Cheerilee still felt a sense of accomplishment at what she had done. And so, the pair continued taking turns stacking the blocks up one after the other, coming to an unspoken agreement that were going to try and make it as tall as possible. Before long the tower had grown tall enough that they had to stand on the tips of their toes to reach it, pushing out their thickly diapered rumps as they did so.
Big Mac watched all this from the couch, content to fade into the background as he occupied himself with another crossword book, making sure to also keep a close eye on his two rambunctious foals as they played, ready at a moment’s notice if either of them needed his help.
Eventually, the steady supply of blocks finally ran dry as the two mares had managed to construct a tower even taller then themselves, though it didn’t stay for long as the pair joined forces to knock the tower down, devolving into a fit of giggles among the sea of toppled blocks. Once their laughter had died down, they had grown bored with the idea of building another tower and instead moved onto a ring stacking toy. First they took turns setting the rings back in order, then in reverse order, and finally placing the rings back at random. Before long, the simple stacking toy had been turned into a game of ring toss, loud cheering filling the cabin whenever one of them managed to actually sink one of the rings onto the base.
Distracted by their game, neither mare noticed that Big Mac had snuck up behind him until he put a hoof to each of their diapers, causing both Cheerilee and Sugar Belle to jump slightly as he checked their diapers.
“Still dry…” He muttered to himself as both mares blushed from having their diapers checked in such a way. “You two must be thirsty after all this playtime. Luckily Nana has just the thing to help.” And indeed, Big Mac had already seen fit to prepare two bottles of milk, one for each of his foals. He smiled as both mares grabbed the bottles without so much as a moment of hesitation and began to suckle from them like hungry foals. Indeed, both mares had become so deeply ingrained into the simple mindset of a foal that anyone looking in on the scene would be forgiven for mistaking them as anything more than a pair of very big foals being cared for by their loving Nana.
In that moment, Cheerilee was in Adult Foal heaven. All the times she had spent playing alone in the comfort of her own home couldn’t compare to the sensations she was feeling. The incessant voices in the back of her mind that usually accompanied her indulging in her desires had ceased, drowned out by the feeling of bliss in knowing that not only did she now have a loving Nana to look after her, but she had gained a friend –No, a sister– in Sugar Belle who not only shared her interests, but with whom she knew deep down would never reject her for these feelings and she could feel safe in indulging those feelings with.
And so, Cheerilee continued to suckle down milk until her bottle finally ran dry. Though saddened slightly by the loss of her bottle, Cheerilee quickly perked up again when she went right back to playing with her new sister, devolving into cacophony of happy foalish giggles. And later, when she would feel a slight twinge in her bladder, Cheerilee would barely think twice before relieving herself into her diaper, knowing in the back of her mind that it was there specifically to keep foals like her from making puddles on the floor.
Later, when Nana would come to check her diaper to find it wet, Cheerilee would act surprised, having been so lost in having fun that she had truly forgotten that she had even wet it in the first place. Of course, she would feel safe in knowing that Nana was there to change her into a fresh diaper, tickling her belly just to hear her laugh as he powdered her up and slid a new diaper under her bottom.
And while she knew that eventually all this would have to come to an end and she would have to go back to being a responsible adult, for now Cheerilee was content in knowing that she could live out the time she did have to its fullest as the happy foal she had always fantasized about being. Just her, Nana, and Sis, all together as one strange, but none the less happy family.
For in that moment, Cheerilee knew in her heart that her dreams had finally come true.
The blaring ring of the school bell signalled the end to another long day of learning. Cheerilee had barely finished talking before a stampede of fillies and colts all rushed the door, leaving Cheerilee alone in the classroom once more. After wiping the chalkboard clean and gathering up her things in her saddlebags, Cheerilee was all ready to follow them.
As she trotted up to the classroom door, she could just barely hear a trio of voices chattering outside the classroom, three very familiar voices belonging to none other than the Cutie Mark Crusaders. While she did not condone eavesdropping, when it came to the antics of those three one could never be too careful, so Cheerilee tiptoed up to the door and pressed her ear against to try and listen in on what they were saying.
“… noticed that Miss Cheerilee has been acting… different lately?” She heard Sweetie Belle say, now more curious than ever at the knowledge that they were talking about her.
“Now that you mention it, she did seem a little… weird before.” Scootaloo replied. “Like she was distracted about something…”
“She was probably just tired,” Apple Bloom chimed in. “Teachers are ponies too, after all, so maybe she was just lookin’ forward to the weekend too. She seemed to be in a much better mood on Monday, remember?”
“Yeah, I guess that makes sense,” Scootaloo replied.
“I don’t know…” Sugar Belle remarked, still sounded uncertain. “It seemed like there was more to it…”
“I say yer over thinkin’ things! Now come on, last one to the clubhouse is a rotten Timberwolf!”
As Cheerilee heard the trio race off, she couldn’t help but chuckle to herself. Oh, if they only knew… Once she was sure they were gone, Cheerilee eased the door open and stepped outside, making a beeline for the market to take care of some shopping. Ponies waved to her as she walked, and she waved back with a smile, humming to herself as she strolled from stall to stall.
As she took care of her errands, Cheerilee’s mind drifted back to that unforgettable weekend she had spent together with Big Mac and Sugar Belle. Despite her initial misgivings about being allowed to indulge in her secret hobby in the company of others, that weekend had truly been an eye opening experience, helping her to eliminate a lot of the pent up shame and embarrassment she had built up over the years and finally allowing her to come to terms with her foolish side. Big Mac had more than proved himself to be a loving and doting Nana, and Sugar Belle had become not only a friend to her, but a kind of sister figure that Cheerilee could admire and look up to.
Speaking of Sugar Belle, Cheerilee paused as she noticed she wasn’t far from Sugarcube Corner. Given their busy schedules, she hadn’t had the chance to see Sugar Belle since the three of them had returned to Ponyville. “I’m sure she won’t mind if I pop in to say hello…”
Sugar Belle had just finished helping another customer when the bell above the door jingled. Glancing at the door from behind the front counter, Sugar Belle’s smile noticeably grew as a very familiar pony walked in. “Cheerilee! Welcome!” She greeted as she waved the mare over. “It’s been a while, how have you been?”
“Oh, can’t complain much,” Cheerilee replied, giving a knowing smirk as she added, “Afterall, you know how rambunctious young foals can be…”
“Indeed,” Sugar Belle giggled along with Cheerilee as the pair shared in their little secret. “So, what can I get you?”
“Hmm…” Cheerilee hadn’t walked in with the intent of getting anything, but there was just something about Sugarcube Corner that guaranteed most ponies would not leave empty hooved. Looking through the glass at all the decadent pastries and treats on display, she eventually settled on one in particular. “I’d like a half dozen vanilla cupcakes, please.”
“Coming right up!” Pulling out a small box, began to load in one cupcake after another. “You know…” Sugar Belle said to Cheerilee, her voice low enough that only the two of them would be able to hear her, “… Big Mac and me are planning another trip to the cottage next week, and we’d be more than happy to let you join us again.”
Cheerilee tapped her chin as she mulled over the idea for a moment. “As much as I would love to come along for another ‘playdate’, I’m afraid I’m going to have to pass on this one.”
“Oh… really?” Sugar Belle said disappointedly, her ears drooping slightly at the idea of not getting to play with her new ‘sister’.
Cheerilee nodded her head. “I appreciate you letting me come along last time, but right now I think I’d much prefer to just stay home and ‘relax’ by myself for a bit.” As Cheerilee placed her bits onto the counter she winked slightly, conveying her secret message to Sugar Belle loud and clear. “Next time, perhaps?”
“Ok, next time then!” Sugar Belle replied as she finished sealing the box of cupcakes and passed it to Cheerilee. “Have fun!”
“Thanks, I will!” Cheerilee replied as she tucked the box into her saddlebags and turned to leave, waving back at Sugar Belle one last time before exiting the shop and returning to her originally planned errands.
Finally returning home, Cheerilee shut the door behind her before carrying her purchases into the kitchen. After everything was put away, that just left the box of cupcakes sitting on the counter. Walking up to them, Cheerilee couldn’t resist popping open the box and pulling out one of the cupcakes to take a bite from.
“Mmmm…” There was nothing quite like biting into a pastry from Sugarcube Corner after a long day, and in the blink of an eye she had devoured the entire cupcake and was reaching for another one when she stopped herself. “No, later. But for now…” Walking back towards her door, Cheerilee triple checked to make sure it was locked tight before pulling the curtains on the front windows closed.
With that taken care of, she walked into her living room and pushed aside a vase she kept on her end table, revealing a small key hidden underneath. Cheerilee rarely ever had guests over, but one could never be too careful as she used the key to unlock a small cupboard, revealing her supply of Adult Foal items nestled inside. Popping her pacifier into her mouth, Cheerilee felt unbelievably giddy as she suckled on it while pulling one of the Forever Filly diapers out for herself. Before there had always been a gnawing voice in the back of her mind questioning “Should I really be doing this?” whenever she got this far, but the time she had spent with Big Mac and Sugar Belle had caused that voice to grow silent, allowing her to slip into the role of a little foal like it was the most natural thing in the world.
Laying down onto the diaper, Cheerilee’s mind drifted back to the memory of being changed by Big Ma– Nana, feeling a warmth well up inside her as she sprinkled powder onto the area before pulling up the front and taping herself comfortably into the soft padding. She giggled as the sound of her diaper crinkling filled the small home as she stood up and waddled over to the couch where her beloved stuffed bear sat patiently and scooped him up. “Pwaytime!” She happily said as she plopped her padded rump onto the floor and began to play with her toys without a care in the world, letting all the stresses of the day just melt away.
For the moment she wasn’t Cheerilee the schoolteacher anymore, but Cheerilee the happy Adult Foal, secure in the knowledge that even while alone, she had a caring Nana and fellow diapered sister out there who she knew loved her just the way she was.
Author's Note
And that wraps everything up! Hope you all enjoyed this little tale I wrote for all of you.