Ocellus slowly made her way through one of the diaper aisles in the back, private section of Silly Filly, Ponyville's largest foal supply store. The vast majority of the establishment's revenue came from sales from items in the main section, but this back section was special in it's own way; every single item offered on these shelves was meant for fully grown ponies. In order to get an invitation back here, all one had to do was specifically ask either Soothing Care or Gentle Care, the two proprietors, if they had diapers, or a pacifier, or a bottle, or any item of a foalish nature in an adult size.

Well, and you had to be legally an adult, as well, as her coltfriend Sandbar had found out just before he had turned seventeen. But Sandbar was now legally an adult, and so was she, by Equestrian culture's standards, so they were both allowed back here during non-peak hours when one of the owners could escort them back here, and be back waiting at the register to ring their items up. Complete confidentiality was something Gentle and Soothing were proud to offer back here, as it built trust with quite an elusive, exclusive, but fiercely loyal customer base. Soothing claimed they occasionally had ponies from Canterlot come down for their ageplay-related shopping. As much as she tried to imagine it, she couldn't quite picture snooty Canterlotians shopping for anything like this. Or, perhaps, they weren't quite so snooty when they were looking for things like this.

A faint trail of green mist vented out of Ocellus' nostrils on her next exhale; collected love that was so concentrated that it required a changeling to 'vent', so to speak, to prevent unpredictable discharges. During a somewhat educational talk, Thorax had informed her that it was most common when changelings engaged in sexual activities, the combination of romantic and lustful feelings could build up to unsustainable levels quite quickly otherwise. Not that such activities were taking place back here, no, but it was feelings of love and acceptance from the patrons that came back here for their fetish-y needs over the past few days, and it made the changeling's face look as if she was a dragon that had just finished exhaling a stream of fire. And this venting, where the mist faded away after rising a few inches from her muzzle, was relatively light; when her and Sandbar got into it, they usually fogged up the bedroom ceiling.

She was so glad they had maintained their feelings for each other. Sandbar had been in a steady relationship with Gallus, the international student from Griffonstone and one of their closest friends, and together they had invited her to participate in a little show and tell when their friends wouldn't stop eavesdropping on their sexcapades, and for a good part of the next year, they had considered themselves in a polyamorous relationship. But a little under a month ago, just before his commanding officer in the Ponyville E.U.P. was about to order him to undergo treatment for clinical depression, the griffon left with barely a word uttered, running to Las Pegasus in pursuit of a mysterious pen pal he had been writing to for months. His departure had shocked and angered a good deal of close friends and family within their circle, not to mention completely devastating the other two thirds of their relationship. When she had first tried to visit Sandbar in the aftermath of Gallus' departure, she had become so overwhelmed with the surrounding negative emotions that she spent the rest of the evening nauseated on her dorm room's bathroom floor. But slowly, the two of them decided that they would make the rest of this painful journey together, casting aside the dangers of polygamy and being there for each other. If she was honest with herself, she truly hoped the griffon stayed gone; if he returned for any reason, it would just dig up painful memories that she and Sandbar were in the process of burying.

As her eyes wandered down the dozens of designs that Silly Filly's disposable diaper aisle offered, she couldn't help but wonder how cute Smolder would find all of this. Not that she would ever admit it, of course. Their remaining friends had faced this side of Sandbar two Hearth's Warmings ago, and had more or less immediately accepted it. While Silverstream was immediately smitten with how cute the pony had looked in the playpen with his baby sister, Smolder was more along the lines of 'you do you'. Ocellus liked to imagine that if she was exposed to it for too long, even through foalsitting roleplay, that she would want to try it out too, and the dragon was still adamant about appearing externally fierce most of the time. If a secret tea party was hard enough for her to put together, then diving into cute ageplay things was something the dragoness likely only did in her dreams. It was a fantasy the changeling liked to entertain every now and then.

Silverstream, however... Her enthusiasm was on an entirely different level. Ocellus was honestly surprised she hadn't asked to participate the night they had their first threesome. She had happily participated in feeding Sandbar when he had revealed this side of himself that Hearth's Warming Eve, but she hadn't explicitly asked to babysit either of them yet, but she had a feeling that might change on Spring Break, because she and her brother Terramar were going to be spending Spring Break with the two of them, and what was more, they were going to have Sandbar's house completely to themselves all week. It was a new responsibility that the two of them were determined not to squander, but that didn't mean they couldn't responsibly have some fun with this new weeklong freedom.

It was essentially why Sandbar had asked to stay home for Spring Break while his parents and younger sister went to Winsome Falls for vacation.

She had also asked Sandbar to come up with some fantastical ways she could use her transforming magic. So far, he had come to her with nothing, and she had warned him that if he couldn't come up with anything, that she would start to make its own suggestions...

Coming close to the end of the aisle, she saw a new design she hadn't tried yet that had caught her eye; they were as thick as Sandbar's regular ones, dark blue, and were patterned with crescent moons and sparkling stars, clearly inspired by Princess Luna.

She grabbed two packs of 10, tossed them up on her carapace, and trotted over to the register where Soothing Care was waiting.

"Any special plans for Spring Break, Ocellus?" The mare asked as she began to ring the two packages up.

"I suppose you could say that."

Author's Note

Very special thanks to Mix-up / RandomMutationRomances for the amazing cover art!

Thanks for reading, and if you have anything you'd potentially like to see in this story, I am absolutely all ears.

With my luck, you'll tell me something I'm already planning.