Kinks and Fetishes 101

Sandbar felt a slight tingling in his hooves as he stood in the diaper aisle of Silly Filly, Ponyville's largest and most well known foal care supply store. Dozens upon dozens of packs of various branded foal diapers lined the shelves, sized from newborn all the way up to pull-ups and training pants for fillies and colts who were just about school age. Right next to them at the edge of the aisle were bottles of foal powder, mineral oil, wet wipes, and various lotions and creams.

"Good morning, Sandbar." Came the greeting of Soothing Care, the mare half of the proprietor couple that had ran the store since it opened two decades ago. The friendly mare had a light cobalt coat, and flowing brown hair. "Beautiful day out."

"Absolutely." Sandbar replied, trying his best to hide his nervousness. He wasn't exactly an unexpected sight in here; this was a bi-weekly stop for his family ever since Coral had been born a couple years ago.

"Is Coral running low already? I could have sworn your mom was in here just a week ago. Can I help you find anything?" Soothing asked, noting that Sandbar had been standing in this aisle for as long as it had taken to ring up the last three customers at the register.

Sandbar was determined to not turn into a jibbering mess at a such a simple question. His family had been loyal patrons of this store, and knew full well that Soothing would not deliberately embarrass him, no matter what he was in here looking for.

"Well, I was actually wondering if you had anything... Um, bigger? You know? Adolescent or adult?" He asked, his voice wavering only momentarily. He kept his wits about him with a couple deep breaths as Soothing Care's expression didn't reveal shock, surprise, or revulsion, but merely turned into a smile of... Sympathy? Sorrow? The mare did a quick casual glance around to make sure nopony else was around, before taking a step closer to the colt.

"I'm... I'm sorry, Sandbar. Yes, I do have those sizes. But, I'm afraid that unless you're legally an adult, I can't let you back into that section. You'll need an accompanying parent or guardian. I know you had to gather up a lot of nerve and courage to ask me something like that, and I'm terribly sorry to have to turn you away like this. The moment you turn eighteen, I'll happily show you what we offer, but until then, I'm afraid it's a liability issue. I hope you understand."

Sandbar couldn't hide the disappointment from his face.

"That's alright, Soothing. I understand. Just one more advantage to becoming legal, I suppose. Thanks anyway!"

With that, Sandbar hurriedly made his way to the front doors and made his way back out into Ponyville's market square. He held the facade as long as he could, but the disappointment inevitably washed over him as he made his way back to the school campus. It would only be two more years before turning eighteen.

'Not a long wait at all.' Sandbar sarcastically thought to himself. Resisting the urge to bury his head in the ground, he returned to his dorm room, where he broke the news to Gallus, who had convinced him to go check out Silly Filly.

"Your bits are just as good as anypony else's. What liability issue?" The griffon asked, surprised that his boyfriend had returned empty handed.

"I'm guessing in case a parent or guardian didn't want me back there, or if I'm trying to buy something without their knowledge, which, obviously I am."

Sandbar was able to keep his frustrations in check, but Gallus had a harder time of it. Seeing how hopeful his boyfriend was when he had left for Silly Filly after breakfast only to come back thirty minutes later with that look of disappointment didn't sit well with the griffon. After they had gotten ready for lunch, he told Sandbar he'd meet him in the cafeteria. First, he had a stop to make.

Trixie was just about to leave for lunch break when there was a knock at her office door. She glanced at the clock, and realized that she hadn't yet hung her 'OUT TO LUNCH' sign, so the knock was fair game.

"Come on in." She replied to the knock. The door opened, and Gallus walked in.

"Thanks for seeing me so close to lunch, Counselor Trixie. I won't try to keep you long, but I have something important to talk to you about."

"Don't worry about your timing Gallus. Tell me what's on your mind." Trixie replied, inviting the griffon over to the couch in front of her desk.

"Well, it has to do with your summer class, and your demonstration yesterday."

"What about it?" Trixie asked, listening intently.

"Thanks to that demonstration yesterday, Sandbar has found himself quite curious about ageplay. I've encouraged him to explore these feelings and desires he's suddenly found within himself, but apparently the Silly Filly store won't let him see the bigger sizes without permission from a parent or guardian, because he's a minor. I guess... I'm just a little frustrated on his behalf, because you've encouraged us to open our minds and explore these curiosities, and now he's not really able to because he's a minor. He can't go any further without spilling absolutely everything to his parents. To be fair, Counselor Trixie, your permission slips we had to get signed for this class aren't exactly an all-access pass to adult sections of Ponyville's age-restricted stores." Gallus explained.

Trixie nodded. The griffon was blunt, but the criticism was completely fair. She nodded, letting him continue.

"Instead of pushing him to reveal this to his parents before giving him a chance to explore this part of himself, I'm wondering if you could maybe meet us halfway? Could we... Get a small sample from Starlight's stash?"

Trixie tapped her hooves together as they rested on the edge of her desk, considering his request. Starlight and Sandbar weren't the same exact size, but they might just be close enough.

"Well, Gallus, I appreciate you coming to me with this very legitimate concern. Likewise, Silly Filly's liability concerns are very legitimate as well. As teachers and counselors, we also have to responsibly guide and shape the young pony minds we have been entrusted with. I cannot promise anything, but give me the rest of the day, and I will try my best to see what I can do."

Gallus gave her a smile.

"Thank you, Counselor Trixie. I won't keep you any longer."