Finally fed up with being constantly treated like an afterthought by his Wonderbolt teammates, Soarin finally decided to defect to another flight team, the still relatively new team known as the Shadowbolts. However, he learns very quickly that before he can properly join, he must endure a little initiation ritual first. Soarin had experienced his fair share of hazing when he had first joined the Wonderbolts, so how bad could this "initiation" be?

Soarin has no idea what he's in for.

WARNING! This fic will contain smut, diapers, inflation, tight latex uniforms, an orgy, and overall smuttiness. You have been warned.