Kinks and Fetishes 102

Ocellus' excitement grew as she followed Sandbar and Gallus back down the hall to their bedroom. Now that she knew precisely the how's and why's of what the pony loved about all this, stepping in here nearly took on a whole new meaning. The past hour had been so arousing that she was worried that she had possibly left drippings on the floor during her walk from the bathroom.

Together the three of them approached the large changing table.

"Alright, Ocellus, you first. Upsies!" Gallus said, taking hold of her just behind her front legs and lifted her up almost without effort, setting her down on the soft padding on the top of the table. He leaned down to grab a fresh diaper, stuffer, and a bottle of powder. When he came up, setting all of these things beside the changeling, he got a clearer picture of how aroused she was between her legs, and her eyes were taking on green sparkles again.

The griffon unfolded the diaper, quickly got the stuffer placed in it, and lifted her backside up for a moment while he got it positioned underneath her. Even before it had been wrapped around her, she could tell how soft it was.

"Before we get you all padded up..." Gallus paused, glancing over to his boyfriend. "Sandbar, want to show your new baby sister one of your favorite things about being up on that table?" He asked, giving a wink.

The stallion blushed, knowing there was no hiding how stiff he was on his underside. It made the most sense, diapering him up in this state would be a tricky affair, and the tapes would certainly be less secure when it subsided if they didn't take care of it now. Ocellus' cheeks also tinted red when she knew what the griffon had in mind as Sandbar climbed the short steps up onto the table and stood above her, his erection already dripping a bit of pre down onto her clean diaper. The table was quite sturdy, it didn't even give a single creak as the weight of a nearly full-grown earth pony was added to the top. Sandbar placed his front hooves on both sides of the changeling's head, and got himself lined up between her back legs, and slowly entered her.

Ocellus let out a soft gasp, and the telltale glowing green steam escaped from her lips on the exhale. Sandbar breathed some of it in as the rest floated to the ceiling, getting a tingling sensation across his entire body in return. The steam that had reached the ceiling would slowly dissipate as it returned to the floor, which would take a matter of minutes.

Not content to merely watch the display in front of him, Gallus clandestinely grabbed the lube from the shelves of the changing table, quickly applied it, then mounted the steps, taking a firm hold of Sandbar's tail. It only took a moment for the pony to realize what was coming as he felt a lubed talon slowly poke and prod him for a moment. It was easy enough with the slow pace that he was rutting Ocellus; if it weren't for her magic this would be over in a matter of seconds, and she deserved a better Hearth's Warming present than that. Not that going slow made it super easy; the open diaper underneath Ocellus gave a crinkle with every thrust, and the sounds his diapers made was also always a rush to the pony.

"Sorry bro, but I can't just stand here and watch you two rut each other." Gallus told him as he got lined up. Ocellus felt Sandbar's rhythm falter as Gallus pressed into him, slowing as he let the griffon's girth enter his backside. The changeling had taken both of them separately before, and she had her favorite parts of both of them; namely Sandbar's medial ring, and towards the end, his flare. When it came to the griffon, she loved how smooth it was, and felt like she was being stuffed beyond her limit when it came time to insert the knot near the base.

Every time Gallus hilted in the pony, it sent him forward, and it took them a few moments to get a rhythm going. The irregular pattern that Sandbar's thrusts had taken had a certain endearment to Ocellus, as he struggled to concentrate on the pleasure originating from both ends. Every breath she took in contained love from both of them, and every exhale filled the upper portion of the bedroom with more green mist as she held on as long as she could. The eyes of her two partners began to glow green as the amount of residual changeling magic they had been breathing in started to reach a threshold.

"You ready, lil' bro?" Gallus asked, a somewhat rhetorical question, it really didn't matter. They wouldn't be able to hold the love in any more than Ocellus could without subjecting the rest of the neighborhood to it as a consequence.

"Ah, ah! I... I love you both so much!!!" Ocellus cried out.

Gallus was first by maybe a second. He hilted up his knot, then slowly but forcefully pressed further, and it popped in moments before he felt himself release. It wasn't quite as painful for the stallion due to the absolute euphoria that Ocellus' magic was providing. As he bottomed out in the changeling, he felt his stomach expand a bit, then he felt himself erupt into the bug. To the pony and griffon, their minds made it feel like fire hoses had been turned on. For Ocellus, she felt like the world's most absorbent living sponge, as a stream of green mist rose from her open mouth while she hit her own peak, releasing Gallus' and Sandbar's love just as soon as she took it in.

None of them were entirely sure on how long it lasted, and honestly, that was part of the fun. The next thing Sandbar felt was Gallus slowly pulling out of him, only to be replaced by a lubed up plug.

"Just want to save that for when you're padded up." Gallus said, knowing he'd have to finish the second half of his work once Sandbar pulled out.

The post-orgasmic lull was much slower when the changeling was present. No doubt they would all be exhausted and snoring in a bit, but it wasn't the expected drop in energy that normally accompanied the afterglow.

As soon as Sandbar pulled out, he stepped aside and Gallus took his place in between the changeling's legs, quickly grabbing the foal powder and giving Ocellus' nether regions a quick dusting before bringing the disposable garment up and taped it up snugly around her waist. She sat up and marveled at the thickness. Gallus scooped her up off the table and carefully carried her over to the open crib, laying her down before coming back to the table, where Sandbar had already climbed up. For the pony, it was business as usual. Getting his diaper fastened would be much less of a hassle now that his throbbing stallionhood had been taken care of. His big bro got a fresh diaper unfolded and palced underneath him, gave everything a quick once over with a wet wipe, and applied a dribbling of mineral oil. He took hold of the front of the diaper in one talon and took hold of the flared base of the plug with the other, and in one fluid motion, brought the turtle-patterened diaper up and popped the plug out in one smooth motion. By the time the pony's backside began to dribble and leak, the diaper was already taped up snugly, and Gallus was helping him into his new hooved pajamas.

"Happy Hearth's Warming, Ocellus. Happy Hearth's Warming, Sandbar. You're the best gifts a griffon could ask for."

The stallion and changeling were out like a light barely after Gallus had closed the front of the crib, and snuggled into each other, as seed dribbled out of both of them into their waiting diapers. They'd be quite sticky and wet for their morning changes, Sandbar probably more so, as he was well versed in wearing to bed.

The fireworks had died down outside, snow had continued to fall, and most of Ponyville's populace would no doubt be headed home for the night, save for the late-nighters who would be attending Pinkie's late dinner in the castle.

Gallus glanced up at the plastic glow-in-the-dark stars that had been plastered to Sandbar's ceiling, and saw how they had taken on a green sparkly glow from the fun that had just taken place under them. His gaze fell to his two significant others sound asleep in the full-sized crib, feeling a sense of pride well up within him.

Roleplay was roleplay, but this absolutely still felt like a real family.

"Sweet dreams, my special little ones." Gallus whispered, quietly going over and shutting off the light, letting the glow of the stars on the ceiling dimly illuminate the bedroom as he climbed into bed and got under the covers, feeling his eyelids grow heavy as he watched the snowfall outside the bedroom window.

Best Hearth's Warming ever.