Recovery and Role Play

by milesprower06

Rating: mature
Tags: Silverstream, Romance, Porn, Ocellus, Fetish, Smolder, Sandbar, Terramar, Sex, Slice of Life, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic
Length: 25654

Mutually recovering from a painful breakup, Sandbar and Ocellus find sollace in each other's hooves. And in diapers, those too.

Mutually recovering from a painful breakup, Sandbar and Ocellus find sollace and comfort in each other's hooves.

...And diapers. Those too.

Content Warning: Diapers (wearing, using), selfcest, incest, voyeurism.

Cover art: Sharing Comforts by RandomMutationRomances

Published 2021-02-16 03:20:02 UTC
Last updated 2022-01-01 03:08:29 UTC

Back Room Deals

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.

Loving Yourself

Ocellus was shown out the back of Silly Filly with a completely inconspicuous and sealed shopping bag attached to her saddlebags, and immediately turned west towards Sandbar's neighborhood. It was still morning; Silly Filly hadn't even been open thirty minutes, and she had wanted to get her supplies early. It wouldn't have been fair to deplete Sandbar's stash for the whole week when his bits paid for most of it. His parents had initially gifted him the large foal furniture and initial stock of diapers and changing supplies for his birthday, but had told him that replenishing everything was his responsibility. So far, her feedmate had done so by working part time at Fluttershy's animal sanctuary, and he had also taken a summer job at the Canterlot Aquarium.

She turned down Sandbar's street, and saw a small wagon out front of their one story home, and saw Sandbar with his parents and little sister out next to it. She trotted up to see them embrace each other.

"Alright, Sandbar. Be safe, be responsible, and have a good time." Beachcomber said, and then saw Ocellus come up.

"And you too, Ocellus. Have fun, be safe, and keep an eye on each other." High Tide said.

"I will, I promise." Ocellus replied as they tossed the last of their luggage into the back before helping Coral into a booster travel seat up front with a good view of the road before both of them stepped into the harnesses, and they were off to the train station, leaving Ocellus and Sandbar standing in front of his house.

"Alright," Sandbar began. "An entire week to ourselves. Where should we begin?" He asked.

"Well, I bought enough to last me nearly all week, but now that I'm thinking about it, I think I'd like to spend some of the time looking after you as well. After all, a little colt like yourself needs to be looked after, don't you agree?"

Sandbar lightly blushed and nodded, wondering what Ocellus had in mind. It was Saturday, and Silverstream and Terramar wouldn't be here until later in the week.

"So, in that case, let's get you to your room. You look underdressed." She told him. He began to make his way up the front walk, with the changeling in tow. She was currently surprising herself with how... Authoritative she was sounding. She had first arrived in Equestria overly shy, and she had grown so much in the past couple years, and she knew for Sandbar to truly enjoy the next week, she would have to take charge for at least a part of their week in this house together.

The two of them stepped through the front door and immediately headed down the hall to the stallion's bedroom. She removed her two packs of flower-patterned disposable diapers from her saddlebags at the base of the changing table. They were clearly distinguishable from the stacks of Sandbar's fish and sea life colored ones. She watched as the stallion put in an early lunch into the food dishes of his two pet turtles, and then turned back to her. He stepped up to the right end of the changing table, and with a gentle nudge from her snout, he climbed up, laid down on the plastic mat, and rolled over onto his back. Ocellus grabbed a folded diaper from the shelf, a stuffer, and a bottle of foal powder, before climbing the steps on the right side that provided easier access.

"I know we want this spring break to be a week of fun. But it should also be a week of more healing, for both of us. So to start out, I have a story to tell. When the changeling hive underwent the metamorphosis, there was a lot of uncertainty. A lot of us were wondering how to start over. Thorax told each of us that our first priority should be to love yourself. So that's what we're going to start with." Ocellus told him as she got the fresh diaper unfolded, put the stuffer inside, and got it placed under him. Sandbar's raised an eyebrow when she didn't go for the foal powder next.

"Well, Ocellus, I'm pretty sure I've got that part figured out." Sandbar told her, noticing that she had reached back to the shelf to get the small bottle of lube.

"Do you?" She said with a smirk and raised eyebrow, before a flash of light surrounded her as she let her transformation magic course through her. Sandbar blinked, and where the changeling stood over him a second ago, now stood...

Himself.

Sandbar swallowed as the transformed 'Ocellus-Sandbar' applied lube to her very erect stallion's cock, but it wasn't quite flared.

"Been awhile since I've had the chance to use one of these..." Ocellus said with Sandbar's voice as she rubbed in the lube, before applying a dab to his sphincter with the tip of her hoof.

Knowing what was coming, Sandbar spread his hind legs as best as he was able, as Ocellus got herself lined up.

"Don't worry, I'll remember to go slow." Ocellus reassured him.

"Don't fret too much, I don't think it's been that long..." Sandbar said as he felt the tip begin to prod at him. He did his best to relax, and the unflared tip slipped in. Sandbar remembered to focus on his breathing. It was familiar, but still a bit new. A griffon's phallus was a different sensation than a stallion's. And this one was, in a way, his very own. Ocellus continued to steadily push in, and once the medial ring passed, it was smooth sailing. A few moments later, she felt her balls touch his dock, and Sandbar slowly breathed out.

"Such a good little colt, taking me all the way."

Still versed in technique from the other times she had taken Sandbar as a masculine form, she slowly pulled out, not quite to the medial ring, then pushed back in, a bit faster this time. Each thrust made the clean diaper underneath the Sandbar crinkled. As they were the only two in the house, neither of them had to worry about noise levels, and began to moan and whine as their coitus continued atop the adult changing table.

Ocellus-Sandbar began to exhale green mist as her thrusts began getting a little more erratic, and her charge began to feel her flare inside him.

"Hope my big foal is ready...!" She said, gritting her teeth. After a few more haphazard thrusts, she hilted her stallionhood into him just as she began to unload the seed it had in store.

Sandbar watched Ocellus' look of ecstasy as she gave soft thrusts with each additional squirt of cum she deposited into his colon, along with the glowing green mist that was now beginning to surround the changing table. Finally after about ten seconds, she was done... Or so it seemed. With her last squirt, she let out a long breath, nearly enveloping Sandbar's face with the misty, magical energy.

"Ahhh... What a good boy. But I don't think we're quite done yet." Ocellus told him, grabbing the bottle of lube again, opening the cap and tipping it over Sandbar's erection, letting the lubricant dribble out over the dark-skinned phallus. After a moment, she closed the small bottle, set it aside, then massaged the lube all around the stallionhood that wasn't quite flared yet.

"I doubt we'll be able to get a diaper around that big thing, so let's fix that," She said, climbing up onto the changing table, and began to climb over Sandbar, feeling his tip brush against her own semi-erect cock as it rubbed against her stomach, sliding past her form's balls as she lined her sphincter up. Her chosen words were merely teasing; he had been changed while erect plenty of times; by her, by Gallus, and by his parents, who did their best to just tape up his diapers a bit tighter when he was excited. While he would have been perfectly happy to get off in a nice clean diaper, it seemed that Ocellus had something else in mind as she slowly pressed down. They hadn't done anal since before the breakup, but it wasn't exactly her first time either, and it looked like Sandbar was going to find out precisely what he felt like back there as her doppelganger form continued to slowly take his cock up the backside, her stallion cock still dripping the very last of the seed she had deposited in him moments ago. She passed his medial ring, and finally bottomed out, slowly exhaling more green mist. She rocked back and forth a few times, then started riding him, moving up and down, never passing the medial ring, keeping the majority of her boyfriend in her at all times.

This was Sandbar's first time being in another stallion, and he was surprised at how tight he felt. A part of him wanted to start thrusting up, but he also wanted to let her do her thing in this form. But as he felt himself begin to reach the peak, he couldn't help but give a couple bucks upward. Ocellus also knew the inevitable was fast approaching as she felt him begin to flare inside her.

"Ocellus... Ocellus... Here I come!" He did his best to warn her, and for her part, her doppelganger form slid all the way down, feeling his balls press against her dock, just in time to feel him twitch and shoot his seed up into her.

Or, him. Or whatever.

Sandbar gritted his teeth as he was milked of his current buildup. When he went limp, Ocellus knew he was finished, and slowly lifted herself off of her.

"There we go. Now we've both got a little something up there." She said with a smirk as she climbed down to the stairs at the end of the table, grabbing the bottle of foal powder, giving his nether regions a quick dusting before bringing the front of the diaper up, smoothed it against his belly, brought the back wings around, and taped it up. With that done, Sandbar leaned up into a sitting position, and traded places with his feedmate as she flashed back to her default arctic blue form, and took her place on the table, laying on her back.

As Sandbar opened up one of her new packages of diapers, pulling one from the tight packaging and fluffing it up as best he could as he unfolded it, he wondered just what else she had in store for this week...

Author's Note

Thanks for reading this update, more to come!

Curiosities and Crushes

Smolder sipped at her glass of black raspberry lemonade as she sat at one of the outdoor dining areas in Ponyville's market square. From her table, she had a good view of the Silly Filly foal supply store on this mild Saturday early afternoon.

She just had to work up those dragon nerves to step inside, and so far, her lemonade wasn't helping.

Counselor Trixie's Kink's and Fetishes class two summers ago had done wonders to help her get in touch with her inner 'cute and adorable' side, though the guidance counselor had to admit that it was one of those kinks that currently escaped classification with a word, likely due to the vast variety of what ponies could consider cute and adorable, but otherwise encouraged her to explore as much as she wanted. In some circles, it was referred to as 'tomboy taming'.

For the young adult dragoness, 'cute' was all about frou frou-y, lacey, frilly, glittering dresses. It wasn't exactly a secret among her close friends, due to having to attend a tea party dressed in one to face her fears under the school.

She wasn't afraid of being cute, but she was still struggling with admitting she liked being cute. And even if her friends knew, she wasn't exactly prepared to walk out of Carousel Boutique with a garment bag yet. Now, having periodically seen Sandbar and Ocellus in their ageplay attire, her mind was ready to file one more thing into her 'Cute' folder.

Diapers and frilly infantile dresses.

So with Ponyville experiencing a little bit of a population dip due to Spring Break, she figured her best chance of getting in and out of Silly Filly with a few samples without being spotted, would be right now.

So here she sat, keeping a close but inconspicuous eye on the ponies entering and exiting the store, trying to judge when would be the best time to step inside. But for now, it was time for a refill on that lemonade.

Sandbar sat on the floor of his bedroom, biting his lip as he carefully lowered the wooden alphabet block between his two front hooves onto the stack of eleven in between his rear legs. The bottom of the block barely touched the top one before Sandbar slowly brought his hooves away, and the stack was now twelve tall, and the padded pony wondered if he'd beat his current record of thirteen before Ocellus came into check him and find his rather soggy diaper in need of changing. The changeling had opted to wait just long enough to be sure that all of what Sandbar had deposited up in her just before lunch had seeped out of her, then got out her diaper, finding it just a bit damp, and cleaned up with a quick shower, and slid more into a 'motherly' role for the day.

The infantile stallion suckled on his turtle shell pacifier and grabbed another block. But his record would stand as he set it on top of the stack a little too quickly, and the whole tower wobbled for a moment before it came tumbling down in between and on both sides of his rear legs. He clapped his front hooves together playfully, determined to try again. But he didn't even get two blocks high before he felt the back of his diaper being tugged back, but strangely didn't feel a hoof along with it. Almost as if his diaper was being checked by...

Magic.

"Well, I do believe my loyal subject needs a change." A regal, commanding voice said behind him.

Sandbar's ears twitched at the somewhat familiar voice, and turned to see the Princess of the Night and Dreams, Luna, standing behind him, her magic releasing the back of his diaper.

"And no maids nearby to complete this task. I do suppose I can be bothered to get you cleaned up, my little colt."

Sandbar wasn't sure where Ocellus found the time to practice changing into one of the rulers of Equestria, but it was a nearly perfect transformation. It would seem she was serious when she said if he didn't bring up any fantasies for her to fulfill, that she'd take matters into her own hooves, and he remembered telling Ocellus about Luna's royal duties of patrolling the dream realm, keeping a watchful eye for things that would need her personal intervention, such as ethereal threats, or recurring nightmares. A bit further down the conversation, he had told her while he had no idea if she ever actually did so herself, that he occasionally had intense sexual dreams where she would investigate, and get involved herself.

The stallion had to admit; so far, in her first few sentences, Ocellus had a reasonable handle on her characteristics. Instead of magically lifting him up to the changing table, the royal facsimile magically pushed the alphabet blocks to the side, and laid out a towel, lifting Sandbar up momentarily to get it under him. With that done, she magically reached over to the shelves of the changing table and bringing over a bottle of foal powder, a container of wipes, a doubler insert, and a clean diaper. With all of that set beside them, she turned her attention to the one Sandbar was currently wearing, and magically tugged at the tapes. One by one, they were torn loose, and his wet diaper was peeled off of his belly and nethers, and flopped down to the towel between his legs. A moment later, a trio of wipes were levitated out of the package, and one by one, were used to give his diaper area a quick once over. He shivered as the cold wipes touched his groin, but his semi-erect stallionhood stood higher due to the attention.

"Well well, it seems my subject is enjoying his princess seeing him like this. I do suppose I should deal with that, I don't believe a clean diaper would fit around that."

Sandbar wasn't sure what to expect next, but as Ocellus-Luna magically grabbed and unfolded a clean diaper, briefly lifting his backside up to slide it under him, she also took a few steps forward so she was standing over him, giving him a better idea of their size difference. Luna was smaller than her older sister, but she was still considerably larger than fully grown mares. The Princess of the Night raised her sparkling tail, and began to lower herself into a sitting position, magically angling Sandbar's cock to slide into her.

Sandbar remembered his first time with Gallus, as well as Ocellus, and for the first time, he felt himself somewhat inadequate. He never thought of himself as well endowed, but he didn't notice any bulges or tightness as he had with the griffon or with Ocellus' default form. Rather, the Princess' nethers were enveloping him, and there wasn't a doubt in his mind that there was room to spare as she bottomed out, pressing against his testicles. She shifted back, forward, left, and right, before rising up, only to descend back down.

Sandbar's eyes began to roll back a bit. He was initially afraid that due to this form's size, Ocellus wasn't getting as much pleasure from this as he was, but then he saw her eyes flicker green, and the residual love she was collecting was exhaled through her nostrils as she rode him on top of his clean diaper. She was also being surprisingly dominant, gazing down at him with a motherly gaze, as if this was an entirely normal routine, and she was expecting him to give up his seed before the diaper change would continue.

And continue it would, soon.

Sandbar tried to buck his thighs up, but Ocellus-Luna's weight was too much to overcome, timing her thrusts precisely to press down on him as he tried thrusting up, holding herself down as his attempts became more erratic as she felt him flare inside her.

"That's it, my subject. Fill your princess up!" She commanded, green mist coming from her mouth as she spoke.

"Ah... Ah, Princess!" Sandbar cried out, and felt himself erupt into her, burst after burst. Ocellus-Luna felt it as well, and kept herself pressed down, milking him for all he was worth.

"Mmmm... That's it. You have served your princess well, my loyal subject." She said, shifting her hips as his shots turned into spurts, and then seeped down to nothing as he was spent entirely.

As she felt him begin to soften, she pulled up off of him, dripping his seed as well as her arousal down his now drooping shaft, balls as well as the clean diaper, as she grabbed the bottle of foal powder as she took a couple steps back.

"Now let's get you diapered up and we can begin preparing dinner."

Smolder slowly made her way down one of the aisles of the clothing section of silly filly, taking in all the dresses and skirts sized for infant ponies. The past several months, she had enjoyed the occasional private tea party with Ocellus, and now she was wondering if she was ready to take the next step; owning a cute, frilly dress that wasn't conjured by magic or dreams, and she now had to admit to herself that seeing both Ocellus and Sandbar engage in their ageplay had sparked her curiosity.

She had stood outside the entrance of Silly Filly for over nearly an hour, waiting for an opportunity to be the only one in the shop. She knew secondhand from Sandbar and Ocellus what lay beyond the rear doors next to the back register, and she knew that seeing these cute, adorable, infantile offerings in bigger sizes was a mere straightforward question away, and she'd better do it quick before other customers came in while she inquired.

She snorted in annoyance, smoke and a brief flash of fire expelling from her nostrils, and she walked briskly to the back register.

"Oh, hello. I didn't see you come in. I've seen you around, one of the Friendship School students, yes? How can I help you today?" Soothing Care greeted, smiling at the orange dragoness.

Smolder gave a nervous smile back, knowing that a dragon in a store like this was quite the unusual sight, unless they were looking for something quite specific, and she wondered if Soothing Care knew it.

"I think you know my friends Sandbar and Ocellus. They've told me how discrete you are with your special customers. Can... Can I see what you offer in adult sizes?"

A Dragoness' First Steps

Ocellus stood in front of the kitchen sink with a few inches of hot soapy water in it as she washed and rinsed out the bowl that had had applesauce in it, and an empty foal bottle of milk that she had just given Sandbar for dinner, humming to herself as she sloshed the bottle in the hot dishwater, before placing it on the drying rack.

Wearing diapers along with Sandbar was nice, but she was just about ready to concede that playing as a 'big sister' was her favorite way of engaging in roleplay with her feedmate. It was the best way to put Pinkie's babysitting class to work.

So far, her transfiguration magic had worked wonders today, first as a copy of Sandbar, and second as Princess Luna. Now, she was wondering how she could take it up a notch.

In the weeks following the Metamorphosis, Thorax covered with younger changelings all the different kinds of love that could be shared amongst themselves, how it sustained them on an individual basis, and how it 'tasted', as well as aftereffects.

The most basic kind of love was the camaraderie between friends, and it was by far the most common love in both the changeling kingdom and the School of Friendship. It was how most changelings kept themselves fed on a daily basis.

After that was the love between family members, often considerably stronger than ordinary friendships. Brotherhood, sisterhood, and parenthood.

The next was love between couples. That kind of commitment was more filling, and a bit more tasty, and changelings never needed much of it, and it could also be shared between feedmates.

After that, came kinks and fetishes. It was some of the tastiest love a changeling could come across, it took a great deal of trust to share freely, and Ocellus had been unaware of it before Trixie's summer class that explored it. For those three weeks, she frequently only had to visit the cafeteria once a day.

The final, tastiest, and rarest kind of love was known as fantastical love, or taboo love. It was generated from fantasies that creatures let run wild in their imaginations, but never share with anycreature else, and according to the very few changelings that had experienced it, it was absolutely intoxicating. Apparently, just a few seconds of intake was enough to make a changeling appear positively drunk.

So she was wondering now that Sandbar had openly shared his kinky ageplay side with her, and his royal crush... Did he have a deeper level? And if he didn't have one, could she make one?

Smolder was quivering as Soothing Care gently smiled at her in the immediate moments after she asked if she could see the back section.

"Certainly." The earth mare replied, turning to the far end of the counter, where her husband was looking over an inventory sheet. "Hun? I've got a special customer. The front's yours."

"Sure thing, sweetheart." Gentle Care answered, picking up the clipboard he was going over and came over to the register as Soothing returned her attention to the nervous dragoness.

"Please follow me."

The warm, reassuring smile helped calm Smolder's nerves a bit as she followed the mare to the back pair of double doors. Once through, they passed several rows and stacks of cardboard boxes; inventory waiting to go up front. When they passed most of the pallets, she saw what might as well have been a duplicate of the aisles and shelves up front. But the packages were noticeably bigger. As she looked up and down the dozen aisles, she saw furniture on the left side, assorted diapers in the center, and all manner of clothing towards the right. Soothing turned and saw the dragon's head on a swivel, as she looked for anypony else.

"Now don't worry, I only bring patrons back here one at a time. We have complete privacy back here. Please allow me to commend you on having the courage to ask about coming back here. Ponies, and creatures, as curious as you are the reason this back section exists. So, Miss Smolder, what were you interested in looking at today?"

"Well, S-Sandbar and Ocellus are into ageplay, and when they shared it with us, I... I found it kinda cute. Well, actually, really cute. Cute and adorable is kinda my thing. So while I'm a little curious about the diapers, what I think I really need to go along with those would be a... A dress. Something... Princessly, ya know?"

Soothing nodded, smiling warmly at her customer.

"Well, we can certainly look around. If we find anything that fits, you are welcome to try it on." Soothing told her, leading her down to the aisles on the right side of the warehouse.

"I'm guessing that I'm the first dragon you've had back here?" Smolder asked, passing the aisles of diapers, powders, oils, wipes, and pacifiers, coming to the clothing sections. She saw racks of hoofed pajamas, denim overalls, rompers... All sized for full grown equines. She was becoming concerned that her bipedalism might limit the choices she would have, if she found something that fit.

"Yes, you are the first, Miss Smolder, but I knew it was an inevitability, what with Princess Twilight's School of Friendship, and Ocellus showing up to have a gander. I'm thrilled that I have the opportunity to show this to curious and explorative creatures of all kinds. And here we are..."

Soothing stopped in front of the second-to-last aisle, which contained all manner of skirts, tutus, and dresses hanging on two stacked racks on either side. Smolder's heart skipped a beat and she found herself short of breath as she gazed down the aisle at the possibilities.

"May I?" Soothing asked, holding up a rolled yellow tape measure, motioning to the dragon's body. Smolder nodded, standing up straight and holding her arms out slightly as she continued to take in as much of the dress aisle as she could before they would walk down it. Unrolling the tape, Soothing quickly measured Smolder's bust, waist, hips, shoulders, back, the gap between her wings, and her tail.

"If what you like doesn't fit well enough, I can try to make some quick adjustments, or if we can't get close, I can have Rarity make more complicated alterations, or if you like, even tailor something to your exact measurements. No worries, it's completely anonymous." Soothing told her.

As she looked at dress after dress on the racks, she remembered how she looked in the caves underneath the school, and in her dreams. She recalled the turquoise fabric atop the layers of silk petticoat that made the bottom floof out. Going down the racks, it may as well have been a multitude of rainbows. They had gotten just about halfway down the aisle before Smolder's steps finally slowed to a halt. Here they were, the poofy, frilly dresses that you would no doubt see at tea parties and galas.

"Yeah, one of these..." Smolder said, beginning to consider the colors. Soothing came up and double checked the measurements of a frilly, poofy, turquoise dress that Smolder had picked off of the rack.

"Let's see... Yes, this should be close enough..." Soothing told her as she looked at the tag in the back. "The fitting room is right over there, Miss Smolder. Go try it on, and I'll be right back."

With that, Smolder went to the single fitting room that had been set up at the end of the aisle, further reinforcing that Soothing did indeed only bring customers back here one at a time. She stepped inside and closed the swinging door while her shopping assistant went down a few aisles. Standing in front of the full length mirror, she unfurled the dress and held it up to her chest. It wasn't exactly like the one from her dreams, but it was close enough. Not able to wait any longer, she carefully unzipped the back, and carefully stepped in, putting her arms through the front, and then reached around to zip it back up. Luckily, she didn't have much trouble. She did notice the lack of a tail hole, but with this style of dress, it looked best that way, and you barely noticed it under the bottom of the dress. She looked at herself in the mirror, and couldn't help but smile at her reflection.

Adorable indeed.

"Miss Smolder?" She heard Soothing say from the other side of the door. She took a deep breath, and opened the door, stepping out into the aisle again to get a second opinion.

"Oh my, that looks stunning on you. If I may say so, if you're going for cute and adorable, Miss Smolder, you've nailed it."

Smolder blushed at the compliment, and saw that Soothing was holding a package of diapers as she came closer to inspect the dress.

"Hm... If you have about 15 minutes, I can adjust the hem of the shoulders... And the waist is a smidge loose, but you might want it like that if you are indeed curious about wearing these... And if you want to be Princessly, you don't get any more royal than this..." Soothing said, holding up the package.

The packaging gave a clear picture of what was in the pack; a white disposable diaper, with Twilight's cutie mark patterned on the front landing zone, and a mix of Celestia's, Luna's, and Cadance's cutie marks, and gold tiaras dotting the rest of the plastic garment.

"You shouldn't have any issues with your tail, either. The tail hole on these is elastic and it's pretty flexible."

"I'll take them, and this!" Smolder said excitedly. She carefully unzipped the back and stepped out of it, and handed it to Soothing.

"While I make the adjustments on the shoulders, feel free to go pick out some oil or powder, and wipes as well, or you won't be having much fun when it comes time to change, if you're planning on doing more than wearing them, that is. Some just like the sound they make when they wear them. Whatever floats your boat. I always envy new customers back here, Miss Smolder, as they take these first steps in discovering this side of themselves. Alright, be back in a few!" Soothing said, handing over the package of diapers before taking the dress over to a sewing machine, while Smolder went over to the center aisles to look at changing supplies. She knew that Sandbar had both foal powder and oil stocked at his changing table. She wasn't about to go as far as turn her half of her dorm room into a nursery, but she knew she'd need one or the other if she was going to sate her curiosity about these garments. After thinking it over for a few moments, she opted for a bottle of oil. She liked the scent, and it would likely be easier to clean off of scales than powder would be. Adding a pack of wipes to her haul, she went to the register in the back just in time to see Soothing come to the other side of the counter with the altered dress.

Even as a third year student at the School of Friendship, Smolder found herself humbled by the hospitality of Soothing Care. They had only met 20 minutes ago, and the pony had already made her feel like the cutest dragon in Ponyville, and not once did she feel uncomfortable asking her questions, or even stepping out and showing her how she looked in the dress. She would be back here, for sure.

Soothing carefully folded the dress, and got it neatly wrapped in packing paper, before placing it in the bottom of a plain blank cardboard box. She then rung up the package of diapers, and then the oil and wipes.

"Alright, Miss Smolder, that will be 45 bits." Soothing told her. The dragon dug into her bit bag and came out with the amount. She'd be eating in at the cafeteria for a couple weeks, but this was hopefully worth it. Once everything was secure in the box, she closed the flaps and taped it up.

"Here you are, Miss Smolder. Thank you very much for your patronage, and I truly hope you enjoy. You can make your way out the back doors right over there."

She led the box-carrying dragon to the back doors, and she stepped out into the daylight.

"Have a pleasant day, Miss Smolder, and I hope to see you again!"

Smolder grew more and more excited as she stepped through the main doors of the School of Friendship and made her way to the student dormitories. As excited as she was to try everything on, she knew there was one last hurdle to overcome.

Her roommate.

She walked down the main hallway, and stopped at the second door on the right, and turned the knob.

"Oh there you are, I've been wondering where you've been all morning!" Her enthusiastic hippogriff roommate greeted her. Silversteam came up and closed the door after she got far enough in. "So what have you got there?" She asked as Smolder set the box on her bed.

"Oh, just some stuff I've been thinking about trying for a few weeks." Smolder told her, taking a deep breath before slicing through the box tape with a single claw, and opened the flaps, pulling out the package of diapers, and Silverstream's smile only grew.

"Ooh ooh, you too?" She asked excitedly.

"I think so, I have to try them out first." Smolder said, setting the pack on her bed next to the box, quickly followed by the bottle of oil and pack of wipes, before pulling out the wrapped dress and carefully removed the paper wrapping, unfurling the dress.

"Oh my gosh, I bet that looks sooo cute on you!"

"I've already tried it on in their fitting room, I like it. I haven't tried the diapers yet." Smolder told her.

"Well, I'm gonna head to the train station in about 10 minutes, I'm headed home to pick up Terramar and bring him back for a few days. But... I could help you get into your first one. I mean, if you'd like." Silverstream replied.

Both roommates blushed lightly at the cheeks. Silverstream had foalsat Sandbar a couple times back when Gallus was still in town, so diapering somecreature her size was something she had done before. The two of them had also been roommates for their entire time here at the school as well, and there were times where the dragoness had wondered if there was something deeper than friendship there, like there had been with Gallus and Sandbar. If there was, neither of them had made a move.

Smolder had never gone up on stage for any demonstrations during Trixie's Kinks and Fetishes class a couple summers ago, seeing how 'loves being cute and adorable' hadn't really been classified as a common kink. It wasn't exactly a secret to her five friends either, having been down with her in the cave under the school, as well as seeing her in their shared dream before they had come to rebuild the Tree of Harmony.

Silverstream, on the other hand, was a voyeur through and through. She loved to watch more than anything, so it was safe to say that she had probably gotten the most enjoyment and discovery out of that class. Smolder sort of understood that, watching Gallus and Sandbar pound Ocellus from both sides had been, for lack of a better term, fucking hot. And she was guessing that was why she enjoyed adult foalsitting; seeing how Sandbar enjoyed his fetish was all she needed... Or was it?

"Y-Yeah. I mean, sure, if you want to. Better than fumbling with it myself the first time." Smolder said, trying to hide most of the embarrassment from her voice. Silverstream smiled, picking up the package of diapers and cut a slit in the top with a single talon as Smolder set her new dress aside and laid down on her bed. Silverstream pulled one diaper from the package, taking a moment to admire the pattern on it before fluffing it up as she unfolded it. She got it oriented correctly, and seeing that she hadn't bought any additional stuffers to go on the inside like Sandbar had, she took hold of the separate tabs that fastened around the tail, and leaned down.

"Alright, here we go, up!" The hippogriff told her dragon roommate. Smolder lifted her rear section off of the bed just long enough to allow Silverstream to bring the tabs around her tail and fasten the tape, the elastic stretching and ensuring a good fit. When she lowered herself down, she immediately felt the softness of the disposable undergarment, watching Silverstream as she grabbed the bottle of mineral oil and popped the lid off, now looking at the dragon's nether regions where it would be applied.

"Nothing you haven't seen before, right?" Smolder teased. Indeed, they had gotten glances of each other through two years of living in the same room, but they had never stared intently.

Silverstream smirked and simply turned the bottle over, watching as the oil dribbled down onto Smolder's vulva, anus, and surrounding scales. She nearly shivered as it hit her skin, with how cool it felt. But after a couple seconds, Silverstream capped the bottle, and used both claws to gently rub it in. Smolder nearly moaned when the oil began to warm up as it was massaged into her scales. She couldn't help but squirm a bit as the hippogriff stuck a single talon into her anus, making sure her entire area was well covered.

With that done, Silverstream took a moment to clean her claws off with a wipe before bringing the front of the diaper up between her legs, and smoothed it against Smolder's belly. Holding it against her with one claw, she used the other to bring up the back wings, and tape them in place on the landing zone.

"There we go, nice and snug!" Silverstream proclaimed with a grin, clasping her claws together in satisfaction.

Smolder sat up, and found she was unable to close her legs as tight as she expected to. But the soft padding made her feel... Safe and secure, in a way.

"Thanks, Silverstream. It feels great." Smolder told her, getting up off of the bed, now understanding why Sandbar had to waddle when he had a stuffer in his.

"No problem. I wish I had time to help you into that dress, but I've really got a train to catch. I hope you have fun! I should be back sometime tomorrow afternoon."

"Safe travels!" Smolder replied.

The two roommates shared a quick hug, and then the hippogriff grabbed her saddlebags and was out the door, leaving the diapered dragoness alone with her new dress, and wondering how long it would be until all that lemonade would make its way through her system...

Author's Note

Princess Smolder's Evening

As Smolder sat on her bed, clean diaper snugly fastened around her waist, she mentally recalled how Trixie had told them that pony ageplayers were most commonly split into two subgroups; adult foals and diaper lovers. For adult foals, diapers were just one item of a broader infantile headspace, while for the other side, diapers were the central item, and re-experiencing foalhood wasn't the goal.

Right now, she was wondering what group she would fall into. It was likely going to take more than five minutes in one to find out, and it would likely be more complicated for a dragon than a pony. Dragon hatchlinghood was no doubt much, much different than equine foalhood, with the former not involving diapers, pacifiers, or anything of the sort. But what if she enjoyed the role of a foal? Other than seeing Sandbar and Ocellus partake in their roleplay, what had brought her into Silly Filly in the first place was seeing how adorably some of Ponyville's youngest were dressed.

As she looked over to the edge of the bed to the dress, grabbing it and getting up to put it on again, she thought back more to Trixie's summer kinks class. She hadn't gone on stage, as her adoration of cute and adorable things hadn't been typically classified. But what had also grabbed her attention was one of the first, most common kinks Trixie had covered; bondage. After Starlight's demonstration, the counselor had pointed out how diapers were commonly used as a form of bondage. While she carefully slid her wings through the slits in the back of the dress before zipping the back up, Smolder blushed as she wondered if asking to be Silverstream's 'diaper slave' would bring even the slightest pause to the hippogriff's usual exuberance.

With her dress on completely, she half-waddled over to the full length mirror on the back of the door, and saw that the blooming bottom half of the dress, along with the layers of petticoat hid her waddle extremely well. There would be no telling she wore the disposable garment underneath, were it not for the crinkling that could still be heard under the fabric.

As she stared at her reflection, already the fantasy began to construct itself in her head, first coming as a disembodied voice of Celestia.

'I hope you find your accommodations acceptable, Princess Smolder, and I also hope you don't mind the precautions we've taken. We know dragon toileting habits aren't the same as ponies, and we wouldn't want anything to happen to that wonderful dress we've provided.'

"It's no problem, Princess. I'm sure I'll adjust in no time." She replied to her reflection.

It's not like dragons just relieved themselves where they stood, but bathrooms were part of the short crash course of equine society that Dragon Lord Ember had given her on the flight over when she had first come to the school. It was a bit different than finding a large rock, digging a hole, doing your business, and then quickly burying it... Or finding the nearest pool of lava, where things were efficiently incinerated anyway.

So as the Princess of the Sun continued leading her to her accommodations in Canterlot, she finally felt all that lemonade she drank today start to arrive at the end of the line.

It wasn't during Trixie's class, but months later, during a Hearth's Warming gathering at Sandbar's house, when she had asked the stallion how he had overcome the mind's habit of holding it until reaching the proper facilities. He had told her that it wasn't so much undoing the 'potty training' that you got as a foal, but simply adding another layer of training on top of that, getting your body accustomed to wearing diapers, and teaching your mind that they were a perfectly acceptable place to relieve yourself. And while that process took a little time, going to the bathroom and running a trickle of water in the sink immediately did the trick when he wet his first diaper as an adult.

So going along those steps, Smolder turned to the small bathroom the dorm had, and turned on the light. The edges of her dress brushed against both the sink cabinet and the bathtub; she absolutely loved how it blossomed out. Truly regal.

She doubted that she'd need to sit on the toilet, as her mind wasn't nearly as conditioned to those as equines were, but she figured the trickling water would help; so she reached over and turned the faucet of her sink just a bit, watching as the clear water began to trickle out and echoed as it fell to the drain. She stepped closer to the toilet as her bladder ached, took a deep breath, and imagined herself outside, behind a boulder, and slowly exhaled, and urine began to come out along with her breath; the former from her nostrils and the latter from her nethers. She felt the hot liquid press against her scales just before the disposable garment began to soak it up, as the warmth and wetness spread between her legs.

It lasted about fifteen seconds, and when it began to taper off, Smolder realized just how much heavier her diaper felt, but was astonished at how she no longer felt any liquid wetness against her scales. needless to say, it didn't take long for her imagination to take hold again as she stepped back over to look in the mirror above the sink as she shut the faucet off.

'Princess Ember? What are you doing in here? Did you make it in time?'

"I... Uh..." She nervously replied to the voice in her head.

'It's alright if you didn't make it, that's what we put you in them for, just in case. But I'm afraid I have to check you now.'

Smolder blushed at the cheeks.

'Come on now, lift up your dress please.'

As she bent over to grab the bottom of her dress, she felt the already snug diaper press tighter against herself. She took the bottom of her dress in her claws, and slowly pulled it up as she returned to a standing position, staring at herself in the mirror, her eyes being inexorably drawn to the yellow tint of her now swollen diaper.

'Oh my, it didn't take long for you to absolutely soak that. Come with me, Princess. Let's get you changed.'

Letting her dress fall back around her legs, she turned to go back to her bed, wondering if she could possibly diaper herself as well as Silverstream had. Luckily, she figured that doing it herself wouldn't be something she would have to worry about too often as long as her roommate was in town...

Taboo

As dinner and dessert was wrapped up, Ocellus was mentally preparing for Sandbar's last diaper change of the night, as it was their last chance to have any fun before bedtime. As she set the washed bottle onto the drying rack, the changeling wondered if she had the mental fortitude to go through with what she was considering doing to tap into the deepest, rarest form of love that her kind could taste.

If she got it right, it would probably feel like nothing like she had tasted before. But on the other side of the coin, if she got it wrong, things could possibly take a turn for the awkward. But just as she had been the first to act on her desires when she first trotted into a relationship with Sandbar, it was nothing ventured, nothing gained. After all, as much as she was enjoying the role of big sister, she figured it was about time she tried to at least look the part.

So the dishes done, she took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and carefully focused on what she wanted to change into. A changeling's magic was all about the mental image, so changing into ponies one had seen and were familiar with were easiest to do. But an unfamiliar face and form were trickier, and thus required a bit more focus. Finally settling on what she wanted, she slowly let out her held breath, and there was a momentary flash of light...

After dessert, Sandbar figured he would get in some playtime with his racing carriages and tracks before bedtime. So while Ocellus did the dishes, he quickly got his figure eight track set up in the middle of the room, content to sit in his absolutely swollen and soaked diaper and watch as the plastic carriages zoomed around the track, suckling on his turtle shell pacifier all the while.

He heard hoofsteps behind him over the sound of miniature plastic carriages, but was mostly fixated on whether the red or blue carriage would complete the latest lap first. He felt a pair of legs reach around his backside, and press into his diaper.

"Well, I think my little bro needs a change."

Sandbar's ears twitched at the unfamiliar voice, and he looked down at the hooves currently pressing down onto the front of his wet diaper. Indeed, it wasn't Ocellus' default arctic blue carapace, but something far closer to his own coat. He craned his neck and looked up at the earth mare looking down at him as she withdrew her hooves and stepped back, letting Sandbar swivel on his soaked diaper and get a better look at her new form.

"What, don't tell me you don't recognize your big sister." She asked with a smirk and a wink.

Her voice had a rather cool demeanor. Her coat nearly matched his and Coral's, but wasn't quite either of them. Rather than two tones, her mane was entirely a moderate opal, and came down to just past her neck. She had his dad's eyes, a dark blue. Her left ear had a single silver hoop earring. She didn't look too much older than Sandbar, but her tone definitely gave off an air of seniority, as she looked in her early 20's.

Sandbar knew that Ocellus had very quickly warmed up to her 'big sister' caretaker role, and now it seemed that she had taken bits and pieces of the rest of his family, mixed them up, and had made herself an original, rather attractive sibling form that fit in with the rest of them perfectly.

"Let's get my little brother changed and ready for bed, shall we?" She said, coming forward again, and placed her hooves under his front legs, coaxing him to get up. She led him over to the changing table with a hoof on his back, and gave the seat of his diaper a few light pats as he climbed the stairs and rolled over onto his back.

"Oh my, you are one wet colt tonight, aren't you?" Big-Sis-Ocellus asked, gently rubbing the front of his diaper, getting the expected reaction, as she began to feel a lump begin to form up the center of the swollen and saturated garment. She quickly grabbed a fresh diaper, wipes, and foal powder, setting them next to Sandbar's outstretched back legs, before she began to untape his diaper, and slowly opened it, peeling it away from his semi-erect stallionhood, letting the yellow-tinted padding flop down onto the changing table between his legs.

Saying nothing more, and instead beginning to softly hum to herself, she opened the pack of wipes and began to gently wipe off his diaper area, making sure to clean off his quickly stiffening rod from every angle, while also not forgetting his scrotum, dock, and sphincter, depositing the wipes in a small pile in the used diaper, before pulling it away and rolling it up, refastening the tapes on the bundled up diaper before tossing it into the pail directly next to the stairs. That step complete, she took the clean diaper and unfolded it, briefly lifting up Sandbar's backside to slip it under him and quickly fasten the back set of tapes around his tail, before gently setting him down on the soft padding, as she smirked down at his erection, but made no move for the bottle of foal powder as the telltale green mist began to rise from her nostrils.

"Hm. No matter how thick your diapers get, lil' bro, I guess some parts of your body can't help but get older. I might as well show you how you take care of this, 'cause I know I won't be able to tape this diaper up around that." She said, licking her lips.

Sandbar blushed furiously as he watched Big-Sis-Ocellus descend her head towards his cleaned, throbbing erection, as the lines between lover, babysitter and sibling began to blur in his mind. The tip of her tongue made contact just moments before her lips did, as her mouth began to slowly envelope his tip. He resisted the urge to thrust up, but there was no stopping the filthy, forbidden thoughts that slowly began to creep into his mind.

As Sandbar began to squirm, Ocellus began to feel the familiar tingling sensation that a changeling experienced when they were feeding. But it came faster and... thicker than she had become accustomed to with Sandbar's love of ageplay. She wondered if this was the rare, taboo love that she had heard of, and wondered if it would come out as increased mist, or if it would be different, and depending on how different, would she have the fortitude to deal with it? The last thing she wanted was another love-filled magical explosion, much less in the middle of Sandbar's neighborhood.

Her tongue swirling around as she continued to descend, she felt him twitch as the tip of his cock began to flare, bumping against the roof of her mouth. His last climax was this morning just before breakfast, so it was safe to say he was sufficiently pent up and ready to expel the load that his body had been building up all day. She heard him whine lightly, and that just made the thick, viscous love continue to collect in her chest and stomach. She exhaled through her nostrils, and though the mist increased, the collection in her gut didn't subside in the slightest.

Moaning, Sandbar continued to writhe lightly on his clean diaper as his imagination began to run wild with this scenario, with his cool, somewhat aloof older sister showed him how to deal with the urges that came with being an older colt, no matter how long he had been in diapers. Their parents had saddled her with babysitting duty for years, but he never thought that things would get this far. To be fair, he also thought that he would be out of diapers by this point.

"Mmmm... Ahhh... Ah, ah, big sis, I'm... I'm... Ah!!!" That was all Sandbar managed to get out before he instinctually bucked his hips up, and felt his cock launch its first burst, splattering the roof of his sister's mouth.

Instead of acting surprised, Big-Sis-Ocellus only took it in deeper, resisting her gag reflex, and the second squirt of seed went directly down her throat. She was able to open her glowing green eyes to look at her lover in his as he continued depositing his load. With every spurt, that warm tingly feeling in her gut only grew, and she had a feeling it wasn't the seed that Sandbar was giving her, but the lewd fantasy currently being played out between them that had tapped that taboo, forbidden love.

The spurts of warm cum began to die down, and she felt his cock begin to soften as she pulled it away from the back of her throat, and as it left her lips and flopped down on his stomach, she felt her sense of balance begin to waver. Thinking quickly, she grabbed the bottle of foal powder, quickly gave his diaper area a quick dusting, and tightly taped the clean diaper around his waist and stomach. Sandbar lifted his head just in time to see Ocellus, still transformed, teetering with the goofiest open-mouth smile, begin to tilt to the left and fall to the bedroom carpet in a heap.

Fighting through the post-orgasmic lull, Sandbar sat himself up on the changing table, and gazed down at his transformed feedmate, mane splayed over her face and across her neck and the carpet, as she softly giggled to herself.

"Ocellus? You alright?" He asked, beginning to get a little concerned.

"Heh... Hehehe... So this is what it feels like..." She said to herself, hiccuping, a green misty bubble popping out of her mouth, rising to the ceiling before popping.

Sandbar carefully hopped off of the changing table, and back legs still a bit wobbly, he unsteadily made his way over to the open bedroom door, peering out into the hallway to make sure all the lights were off, then turned back into his room and walked back over to the giggling Big-Sis-Ocellus. He bent down and helped her get to her feet. He had never seen a changeling drunk on love before, but he was guessing that this was precisely what she was going for during that diaper change.

"Love you, little bro..." She managed to say as he helped her over to the crib, rolling her over to the far side. He quickly went to switch off the light, and the night light plugged into the wall next to the crib switched itself on automatically from the darkness as he climbed in after her and raised the bars, laying down next to her and wrapped his front legs around her, the front of his diaper pressing against her lower back.

"Love you too, big sis. Love you too."

Bitterness

Sandbar relaxed on his changing table, letting his head sink into the padding as he patiently waited for Ocellus to come back to change him. He could have sworn he had still been in bed, but maybe he was wet enough where she thought his diaper wouldn't make it through the night.

"So, is my little bro ready for his change?"

Sandbar's ears twitched at the voice that most definitely did not belong to Ocellus. Before any other thoughts could register, an all too familiar figure of a cerulean griffon came into his view.

Gallus.

Sandbar's little headspace melted away as his emotions focused into a single beam of anger centered on the griffon standing over him as the stallion sat up and delivered a right hook with his front hoof, only to have his ex leap back out of reach.

"Whoa, a little cranky are we?"

Sandbar swung his back legs off of the changing table and leapt to the floor, which he now realized was the floor of a cavern. He glanced back at the changing table, and saw the mage's staff from his Starswirl costume. He grabbed it, and his reach now extended considerably, he swung it out angrily towards the griffon, who again jumped out of reach, this time taking flight with a flap of his wings, and took off down the cavern, with the padded pony galloping in chase.

"I think a little foal needs his nap!" Gallus called back as he disappeared around the bend.

His mind dismissing all reason as he galloped after the griffon, Sandbar ran on three legs as he tightly held the mage's staff with his fourth. He rounded the bend, and saw Gallus standing there facing him, among the surrounding pitch blackness of the cave, and Sandbar skidded to a halt.

"Are you all calm now?" The griffon asked, holding out his front talons in an invitation to a hug.

Sandbar gritted his teeth as his eyes became pinpricks, and the mage's staff began to crackle with electricity.

"Leave me the fuck alone, you sky dropping!!!" He screamed, thrusting the mage's staff forward, and a glowing orb of lightning shot forward from the tip, surging forward, illuminating the cavern as it did so. A split-second before it hit its target, the griffon vanished like nothing more than an apparition, and the crackling orb continued forward, illuminating the cave, and showing was behind where Gallus had been standing.

The Tree of Harmony.

Sandbar's eyes widened in horror as the orb continued to surge forward and slam into the tree, making a smoldering hole that continued to expand and crack the tree's crystal trunk.

"No, no, no!" Sandbar yelled, running forward in vain. The branches began to fall to the floor, shattering to pieces, continuing to fall off until only the trunk remained, which collapsed to a heap of shards, which tumbled end over end as the pile collapsed around Sandbar's hooves.

The young stallion's emotions quickly bubbled over as he tried in vein to piece together the indiscernible shards of the tree, and his legs gave out from under him, as he began to weep, his soft cries echoing down the dark cave.

Sandbar heard hoofsteps behind him, and saw a new source of illumination as a pair of dark blue hooves gently wrapped around his barrel, and he saw an unmistakable waving mane filled with sparkling stars.

"Be calm, Sandbar." The gentle voice told him. "Close your eyes, take a deep breath, and go to where you are most at peace."

His surging emotions beginning to subside, he did as he was asked, closing his eyes and taking a deep breath. He held it a moment, and when he exhaled, the hooves holding him vanished. He still felt the stone floor, but a cool, comforting breeze had joined it. He opened his eyes, and found himself on a small rocky outcropping, overlooking a white sand beach under a brilliant, clear night sky and full moon. The ocean was just a hair over calm, providing the relaxing sound of waves splashing up on the beach.

Down on the beach, a couple dozen feet away, sat Princess Luna, seeming content to wait on him and watch the surf. He took another breath, and stepped down off of the outcropping, and walked down the beach to where the Princess of the Night waited.

"I'm sorry to take up your time, Princess." The stallion apologized, coming up and sitting next to her.

"'Time' is hardly conventional in the realm of dreaming, Sandbar. It is bent and woven here in ways you can only imagine. And this is how my time is best spent, helping ponies in their times of need. So how can I help you, Sandbar?" Luna asked gently, looking over at him.

"I wish I knew. Some days I'm okay, and some days... I feel as broken as the Tree of Harmony just was in that cave. I know Princess Cadance warned me that it would be something I would struggle with for a very long, long time. Still, I guess I should consider myself lucky that I'm an earth pony, so I don't get dark magic, or seriously screw up clouds or something..." Sandbar mused.

"I sincerely hope you don't continue to dismiss the struggles with your emotions purely based on your race, Sandbar. It hardly matters whether your natural strength lies in hooves, wings, or a horn; If you ignore the negativity churning inside you, it will change you in ways you cannot imagine."

"Just as well, I think if I had a horn right now, I'd have tried a memory erasing spell at this point. That's how badly I just want to forget everything about him."

"What if I told you that such an artifact did indeed exist once, and was very, very dangerous?" Luna told him.

"I think I'd ask where it was."

"If you erase a piece of your past, you will erase a piece of yourself. An old poet once wrote, 'Tis better to have loved and lost, than never loved at all.' I believe you have many more pleasant memories than bad, Sandbar, and that you just aren't letting yourself think of them right now, and that's okay, for a little while. But I think when more time passes, you will still cherish the positive ways Gallus helped you grow. Or the small parts of yourself he helped you discover." Luna told him as she motioned to the lower half of his body.

Sandbar glanced down, and his face flushed red when he suddenly realized that dream or not, there was still a fresh diaper taped around his waist, and a pacifier hung around his neck.

Luna giggled lightly at his embarrassment.

"My point is, Sandbar, you enjoy and embrace parts of yourself that he helped bring out. The tricky part for you will indeed be to slowly forget about him, but not the ways he helped you grow. Forgive me for being so direct, but perhaps it would be for the best to try to act as if he were dead."

"What???" Sandbar asked, perplexed.

"If what I have heard through the grapevine is true, all the relationships he abandoned with almost no warning, it is not so farfetched to imagine that the griffon you loved is gone."

Sandbar considered the Princess' words carefully, and began to think that she was correct. When he imagined himself confronting his ex face to face, he never got as far as asking him things like "why?" because he knew he would never accept any of the answers that would possibly come out of the griffon's mouth. Instead, he frequently fantasized about making him count his teeth, not asking him any questions, instead verbally berating him that whoever he ran away to needed as much professional help as he did, or that nothing he endeavored for in life wouldn't even be a footnote in history books.

"Lastly, I do hope you realize how very lucky you are, to have Ocellus. You two have been helping each other through this superbly. Many struggling with painful breakups don't have others to lean on, and frequently it takes them many years to open their hearts to others again, if they do so at all."

"Princess, I have never taken Ocellus for granted. I just hope she doesn't have trouble in her dreams like I do, or that she has ways of dealing with it, because you can't visit other creatures in their sleep like you can ponies."

"Sadly, no, I cannot." Luna affirmed.

Sandbar took another breath, taking hold of the pacifier around his neck in his front hooves, turning it end over end as he looked down at it.

"Thank you, Princess. I'll think about what you said, and I'll keep trying."

Luna nodded sympathetically at him.

"That's all anypony can ever do."

Spreading her wings, Luna took to the skies, quickly vanishing against the clear night sky. With that, Sandbar slowly laid back, resting on the cool white sand, and when he took another breath and blinked, he found himself laying in his crib, and he glanced over at a soundly sleeping Ocellus, who was still maintaining her 'big sister' transformation.

Looking over at the clock on the nightstand, and seeing it wasn't going to be too much longer before sunrise, Sandbar leaned up as quietly as he could, slowly and silently unlatching the gate of the crib. He lowered it so he could get out onto the bedroom floor, before raising it again, closing Ocellus in. Slowly removing his clean diaper to keep the crinkling to a minimum, he tossed it into the diaper pail before going over to his desk, and picked up the quill that was resting next to a few sheets of paper, putting the tip to the parchment as he began to write...

Author's Note

Apologies for the long delay between updates. The only excuse I can offer is life.

Thanks for reading, and I sincerely hope you've been enjoying.

More to come!

-milesprower06

Vanilla

Ocellus began to stir as she slowly woke up in Sandbar's crib. Opening her eyes, she found the bars already down, and with Sandbar nowhere to be seen. She rolled off of the mattress, and looked at the reflection in the mirror on the back of the bedroom door, finding herself still in her 'big sister' form that she had chosen last night.

"Sandbar? You around?" She asked, looking around for anything out of the ordinary. She spotted a rolled up scroll on the changing table, and went over to it, taking it and unrolling it.

Ocellus,

Thank you so much for last night. It was amazing.

I thought we could switch things up a bit this morning, make things a little more vanilla for a bit. Meet me on the castle balcony for brunch around 10?

Love,
Sandbar

Ocellus glanced down at the diaper pail beside the changing table, finding the diaper Sandbar had worn to bed last night, then looked over at his nightstand, seeing that she had slept in, and had about thirty minutes to get ready and get over to the castle.

"Thanks for the tips, Grubber. See you around!" Sandbar called as he exited the castle kitchen with a platter balanced on his back as he made his way down the hall back out to the main foyer, climbing the stairs to the second floor and walking back towards the front of the castle towards the balcony. He was halfway to the balcony doors when he saw Ocellus in her default changeling form come through the main doors on the floor below.

"Morning, Ocellus!" Sandbar said, waving down at her, getting a smile in return. "Come on up, just got these ready!"

Ocellus walked down the foyer to the center flight of stairs, following Sandbar's steps up and over to the balcony doors, where a table for two had been set. Sandbar set the silver platter full of miniature cucumber sandwiches down in the center.

"Brunch is served." Sandbar told her as he sat down, followed momentarily by the changeling.

"Well, this is certainly a change. Why are we going vanilla all of a sudden?" Ocellus asked as she took three small sandwiches and put them on her plate.

"Well, honestly, I had a bit of a rough night last night. Princess Luna had to come and help me." Sandbar said as he also started into the sandwiches.

"What happened?" Ocellus asked. Sandbar brushed it off as nonchalantly as he could.

"Ah, just struggling with more of my feelings over what Gallus did. I'm certainly looking forward to enough time passing so I don't dream about him as often. Because, in our waking hours, you and I are already doing everything that we can." Sandbar told her, blushing lightly as he took another bite.

Ocellus smiled at him, closed her eyes, and transformed back into her 'older sister' form that she had thought up yesterday evening.

"So, did you enjoy last night?" She asked. The blush on Sandbar's cheeks deepened a little more.

"Like I even have to answer that... I'm actually a little bit freaked at how much I enjoyed it." Sandbar said.

"It's cool, Sandbar," Ocellus replied, keeping with her cool, older sibling demeanor. "It's not like I'm actually your sister. It's all in your head. Nothing more than a fantasy, remember? Doesn't change how it... Tasted, last night." She said, her dark blue irises sparkling green momentarily.

"It's not that, Ocellus. I've always said that I love you for you. I guess I'm still really worried about becoming, well, obsessed, or addicted, to one of your transformations."

Ocellus heard the concern in her feedmate's voice, and decided it probably wasn't a good idea to keep up her form's aloof demeanor at the moment.

"Sandbar, you have made that perfectly clear. And I've already told you how much I appreciate that. One of the most heartfelt, flattering things a changeling can experience is being loved without having to change. But that still doesn't mean we don't like changing. It's the same with you. I absolutely love how you taste when you engage in ageplay. I love how adorable and vulnerable you look in your diapers. But I also love you like you are right now, perfectly normal, out in public. It's perfectly alright to feel varying amounts of desire for all of our different sides."

Sandbar slowly nodded as he finished his third sandwich, grabbing another two from the platter after taking a sip of cider.

"So... Have you thought of a name yet?" The stallion asked.

Big-Sis-Ocellus put her hoof to her chin. She honestly hadn't. She had put most of her focus on looks. But now that he mentioned it...

"Hmm... I was thinking... Dawn. Dawn Patrol. The very first ones out in the morning surf." She said, before attempting to flip her hair seductively, only to get half of it back in the front of her face. Sandbar giggled as she moved the rest of it out of the way with the hoof.

"And you're not the only one with worries, you know. I've still got some reservations. I've still got... A little shame." Dawn-Ocellus admitted, her cheeks tinting red.

"Well, I'm all ears, Dawn. If you can talk me down, I'll certainly try to do the same." Sandbar offered.

Dawn-Ocellus smiled.

"The fun we had when the three of us were together... I don't think it's possible to forget about all of that. For some time now, I've really been longing to go back to that... Get taken from both sides at once again. But I don't see how we can do that, given how neither of us are willing to give polyamory another chance, for very good reasons. Still... That's what I dream about some of the time."

Sandbar couldn't deny that at all. He had also been thoroughly rutted from both sides during their very first night together, and a few times since. Every single time it was indescribably hot. And for somecreature like Ocellus who literally fed on love and desire, it was all too understandable about wanting to experience that again.

"Yeah, I get that. Maybe I could save some bits... Get a potion from Headmare Starlight. You know, one of those combination spells that she uses sometimes. You remember when she was able to be in two places at once?" Sandbar asked.

Ocellus didn't want to get her hopes up too much, but the thought of Sandbar on each side of her made her tingle.

"Only if it's completely safe. Being in two places at once... That's kinda hard to wrap your mind around. Even for somecreature who changes shape."

Sandbar agreed. He couldn't even imagine having a horn. Wings, maybe, but the thought of having to mentally concentrate on magic seemed a little daunting. Earth ponies may have been seen as simple a lot of the time, but honestly, when it came to potential problems the other races had to deal with sometimes, the simplicity of being an Earth pony did have it's charms.

"It's not like we have to rush into anything. Let's just focus on enjoying ourselves right here and now. This is only Day 1 of Spring Break after all. We've got plenty of time to ourselves. Even better, you get to figure out how to explain Dawn to my parents." Sandbar said with a grin, and Dawn-Ocellus nearly chocked on her current bite.

The pair of ponies finished their meal on the balcony, then took the platter and cups back inside, and quickly washed their dishes and put them away before the rest of the kitchen staff came in to start preparing for the E.U.P.'s lunch break.

"Just in time. We can catch the 11 AM train and meet Silverstream and Terramar, see if they want to do anything today." Sandbar suggested.

Immediately agreeing, the pair made their way out of the castle and trotted down to the train platform, and they weren't even waiting five minutes before they heard the blow of an approaching train whistle from the south. The Friendship Express pulled up to the platform, and the brakes gave out a hiss moments before the doors opened, and ponies and a few other creatures began to disembark.

"There they are." Sandbar said, pointing out Silverstream stepping off the third passenger car with a white-coated hippogriff with a turquoise and cyan mane. Silverstream waved excitedly to them.

"Hi Sandbar! Oh, who is this? A new friend?" The female hippogriff asked, glancing over at his companion.

"Oh! Whoops!" Dawn-Ocellus said, realizing that she was still transformed. She closed her eyes, concentrated, and reverted back to her default form.

"Oh it's you, Ocellus. Say, this is my little brother, Terramar."

"Pleased to meet you. Any friend of my sister's is a friend of mine." Terramar said, stepping forward and offering his front right talon to Ocellus. The changeling offered her hoof as well, and they shook. At the same time as the two of them were making introductions, she saw Sandbar walk up to Silverstream, give her a quick hug, and before pulling away, whisper something into her right ear. She had no idea what he had said, but what she did notice was the hippogriff's expression light up excitedly.

'Just what does he have in mind?'

Sharing Again

Seeing as how they just ate, Sandbar and Ocellus took Silverstream and her brother to get a small snack to hold them over until a late lunch. After that, the four of them walked two across through Ponyville's marketplace, and despite not being the closest of the five of them, Sandbar and Silverstream had been whispering up a storm for nearly five minutes now.

"What do you think those two are on about?" Ocellus asked quietly to Terramar, who walked next to her.

"Knowing my sister, it could be anything," The hippogriff answered. "She always takes the opportunity to surprise me when she can."

"So what are your plans for the week here? Planning on staying anywhere?" The changeling asked.

"We've got enough bits for a room at one of the inns in town, and no concrete plans to really speak of."

At first Ocellus wanted to be polite and offer up the guest room at Sandbar's house, but it really wasn't her place to do so, and she wasn't entirely sure that if they went that route, how that would affect their plans for more ageplay as the week went on.

"So, you and Sandbar, huh? That's awesome. Interspecies romances are always interesting, not to mention exotic and unique." Terramar commented.

"Well, to be fair it's not always sunshine and roses. Don't get me wrong, Sandbar is amazing, but we're both dealing with a mutual breakup. There was a third... A griffon. He up and vanished with barely a sentence a few weeks ago." Ocellus told him.

"Oh... Oh, I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to..."

"It's perfectly alright. It feels good to say it like that. It means we're working our way through it." Ocellus quickly said, setting the hippogriff's mind at ease, letting him know he hadn't stepped on any toes.

"Well, you changelings sustain yourselves on love and friendship, right? How... How does something like that affect you?"

"Badly," Ocellus admitted. "Aside from my own heartbreak, I couldn't get near him for over a week. The radiant negativity made me physically ill. But when he started to deal with it, we talked things out, and decided to keep dating. It's been working out pretty well so far. I've been coming up with some... Creative ways to taste new kinds of love."

"That was going to be my next question. What does love, you know, taste like?" Terramar asked the changeling.

"I suppose that's like asking what does food taste like. It depends on the creature, and the type of love. Friendships, deeper, closer relationships, then you have things like kinks, fetishes. Generally, the more closely guarded feelings are, the more intense it tastes."

Up ahead a few paces, Silverstream and Sandbar were also talking just out of earshot.

"So, if you really, seriously want to go through with this idea, are we doing it at an inn, or in your room? If it's your room, I'm assuming all of your ageplay stuff is still set up." Silverstream told the earth pony.

"Yeah, I was actually going to ask you about that. I don't mind him seeing, but would he mind? How creative do hippogriffs get in the bedroom?" Sandbar asked her.

"Well, last summer's class certainly opened me to a lot of new experiences, but it's not like we're completely vanilla. I honestly don't think he'd mind. And once we spring our surprise, I'm pretty sure it would go right to the back of his mind. But again, are you really sure? I mean, you two are still dealing with this stuff."

"We had a talk over brunch just before you guys got here. She really misses the threesomes, and to be perfectly honest, so do I. We've discovered a... Uh, incestuous element to our ageplay, but if she goes so far for my fantasies, I'd like to do something similar for her. So, do you think it'd be safe? If there's no romantic connection? If it's just having fun with a friend?"

"Well, you know me. I love to watch, but it'd ultimately be up to him. I think I can sweet talk him a little bit, but I can't promise anything. So, if we're playing this slow, where do you want to go?" The hippogriff asked.

"Well, the weather is fantastic, a walk through Whitetail Woods sounds great. What do you think?"

Silverstream nodded immediately, turning back to Ocellus and Terramar.

"What do you two think? A stroll through Whitetail Woods before Sandbar give us the dime tour of his house?"

"Well, it's got a homely feel to it, I'll give you that." Terramar commented as they made their way out of the kitchen and down to the hall of Sandbar's house. "What was with the high chair in the kitchen though? Looked a little big for a baby."

Sandbar visibly gulped, but Silverstream gave him a reassuring look.

"Well, I think you'll understand for our last stop of the tour." Silverstream told her little brother as they came up to the door of Sandbar's bedroom. Standing next to Ocellus, Sandbar placed his hand on the door handle, took one last deep breath, and pushed down on the handle, heading the lock click open, and he gently pushed the door open, and it went with a creak as the pony and changeling stepped into the bedroom, followed shortly by the hippogriff siblings.

Silverstream had seen this room quite a few times before, so her focus was primarily on her little brother as they stepped through the doorway and took their surroundings in. Once they were in the middle of the room, Sandbar and Ocellus had sat down on the crib mattress while the two hippogriffs stood in the middle of the room. Silverstream waited for her brother to do one full look around the room.

"So I'm guessing you don't split this room with your baby sister." Terramar commented. Sandbar blushed lightly and shook his head.

"So, you remember me telling you about that class we all took last summer?" Silverstream asked her brother as they went over to the unoccupied bed against the opposite wall that the crib was.

"Yeah, that Kinks 101 class or something." Terramar affirmed.

"Well, that half of the room was what Sandbar discovered about himself. Depending on how much time we spend together this week, I'm sure you'll see him all foaled up. Trust me, he's sooo adorable." Silverstream told her brother.

"Ah. Well, that's pretty cool, I mean, that you have the freedom to do something like this. I guess in a way, it's a lot like what I have back home. I generally don't spend more than two days in a row in one form."

Sandbar smiled softly at the pair of hippogriffs sitting across the room.

"So what did you discover, sis?" Terramar asked Silverstream.

"Well..." Silverstream began, twiddling her talons a bit. Sandbar hardly ever saw her get embarrassed through all her exuberance, but maybe it was a bit different around her family. "I discovered that I like to watch." She told him.

"I see..." Terramar replied, tinting lightly at the cheeks.

"And we're wondering if you'd like to have a little fun tonight... Maybe work up a little appetite for dinner. You remember that dare you owe me?"

"What, you're finally cashing in? What do you mean 'have a little fun'?" Her brother asked, taking a moment to come to a realization when she wiggled her eyebrows at him, and he blushed furiously.

"Silverstream!" He whispered loudly. "They're going through a breakup! You think they're going to be okay with this?!" He asked her incredulously, embarrassment flushing over his face.

"Well, actually, I already talked about it with her. I figured I'd try to surprise Ocellus. Even with what we're going through, having a third occasionally is... Is something we both miss. I figured if it's nothing romantic and just a little fun, what could the harm be?" The pony told him, turning to his feedmate. "Well, surprise. Are you okay with this?" He asked her.

The changeling smiled bashfully.

"Wow, Sandbar. You know how to act fast, I'll give you that. I'd love to, but..." She paused, glancing over at their guests. "Only if he's okay with it."

Honestly, at the moment, he looked freaked and not okay with anything.

"No worries, I had a feeling he'd be like this." Silverstream began, playfully slugging her little brother on the shoulder. "Ter, I dare you to join Sandbar in giving Ocellus a good time."

The male hippogriff was visibly quivering at the gate his big sister had just opened. She laid back against the wall as she smirked over at him before returning her gaze over to Sandbar and Ocellus.

"Maybe you two should melt the ice a little bit... Get things warmed up in here." She suggested.

The pony and changeling exchanged glances, before Ocellus gave a small smile and closed her eyes in concentration. There was a flash of light, and her 'older sister' form, Dawn Patrol, was in her place as she got up from the crib mattress.

"I don't think my little bro would mind putting on a little show before we get him all padded up before dinner." Dawn said, licking her lips as she stood in front of Sandbar, licking her lips before lowing her head down to in between his hind legs, nuzzling his groin and coaxing his stallionhood to unsheathe. All the while, she seductively waved her opal-colored tail, giving the pair of hippogriffs more than a peek or two at the goods behind it as she began to lick and suck on Sandbar's growing erection.

Terramar didn't have the best view, but he could absolutely tell what was happening. For her part, his older sister leaned back more and began to spread her legs.

Ocellus, in her slender pony form, didn't stay in her chosen position for long, before she pulled up, and turned towards Terramar on Sandbar's twin bed. He noticed her eyes were glowing a faint green.

"Well, you were awfully good today, bro. I think you've earned the right to feel what it's like inside me, while I tend to our friend here." She said, sauntering across the room to in front of where the male hippogriff sat, and was beginning to unsheathe. Her gaze rose up from his growing erection up to his nervous eyes.

"No worries, friend. I've got a little something to help with those pesky nerves." Ocellus said, a green mist slowly flowing out of her mouth, as if it was freezing in the room. With a soft exhale, she blew the green mist up to Terramar's face. The hippogriff took in a single breath of the mist, and immediately, his nerves and inhibitions began to settle just a bit as the disguised pony went to work, slowly licking his shaft from the base to the tip.

Sandbar got off of the crib mattress and stepped over to Dawn Patrol's slowly swishing tail. He took the end and wrapped it around his left hoof once as he slowly mounted her.

"That's it, be a good boy and let your big sis have it..." Ocellus said, moments before wrapping her lips around Terramar's tip, and steadily took him into her mouth.

Taking a moment to get adjusted to her transformed height and getting himself aligned, sliding in took no effort at all, and his big sister was the perfect fit for him, and he moaned as he immediately bottomed out. Ocellus also let out a moan as she swirled her tongue around Terramar's shaft. Taking just a moment to take in the snug, wet warmth, Sandbar pulled two thirds of the way out and slowly pushed back in. He repeated this a few times before Dawn pushed back a bit with her hind quarters, letting him know to quit prancing around. On his next pull out, he slammed back in, and immediately increased his pace, hearing her give a muffled scream around Terramar's endowment.

It hadn't taken Silverstream very long to begin to enjoy herself, and she had already let a talon descend to her nether regions, and was now beginning to claw off to the scene in front of her. She went from one talon to two when she saw her brother breathe in more of the changeling's mist, crane his neck up, and slowly raised his front talons off of the bed and slowly began to run them through Ocellus' pony form's mane, which only encouraged her more as she began to match her movements with Sandbar's pace behind her.

Already, Terramar began to moan as he felt his inhibitions slowly melt away as Ocellus, or as Sandbar had been calling her in this form, Dawn, had been letting out more and more of the green mist.

"Can't hold that stuff in, huh?" Terramar asked as her tongue continued it's amazing work on his shaft.

"You don't want that, trust me." Sandbar told the hippogriff, as he slowly increased the pace of his thrusts into the changeling-mare's backside, leaning forward a bit to get a whiff of the green mist. The soft, wet squelching sounds in the back and the slurping sounds from the front only drove both of the males on as they rutted Ocellus from both sides and put on a show for Silverstream.

It was a constant internal struggle on Terramar's part as he focused both on Ocellus' lips and tongue on his cock and trying to wonder precisely what effect the mist was having on him. He didn't feel that it was hastening his climax, but the tingling in his groin made him feel like it was certainly strengthening it in some way. The hippogriff was currently trying his best to go with the flow, thankful that as wonderful as this felt, that it wasn't going to be over in thirty seconds. Sandbar seemed to be a little more used to whatever was happening, as he periodically leaned farther forward to take in another breath of mist that was emanating from her mouth and nostrils.

Silverstream had turned slightly to get a better angle on the threesome happening in front of her, and she had even managed to get some small inhales of Ocellus' mist as it had slowly started to rise and spread to the ceiling, and in doing so, her talon strokes seemed to get just a little more pronounced and perfect.

'Mmmf.... Don't you three stop!' She thought to herself, as she added a claw to her strokes.

By now, Terramar had begun to thrust lightly into the changelings sucking.

"I'm... I'm getting close, Sandbar, how about you?" He told the pony on the other side.

"Mmm... Mmhmm. It's always close together with this stuff involved, it's amazing. Just go with it."

Taking his response that this stuff Ocellus was generating was much more than met the eye, Terramar gave himself completely over to the inevitable as his breaths started coming in short gasps.

"Nnn... Nnnnng!" He exclaimed, and his grip on Ocellus' head tightened as he felt himself release into her mouth. Sandbar climaxed at nearly the same time as he hilted in her and held himself there. This wasn't exactly the hippogriff's first climax, but it came on so strongly that it certainly felt like it as his tip sent forth gobs of cum nearly at the back of her throat as her lips kept a tight seal around his girth.

"Ah! Big sis!" Sandbar cried as he gritted his teeth.

The only noise that Silverstream had made was a short squeak before she also started to squirt out onto the sheets from around her buried claws.

The mist emanating from Ocellus nearly doubled as she shuddered in her mare form as she took in the pony and hippogriff seed from both ends.

As the four climaxes began to subside, the bedroom fell into a near-silence, filled only with slow, deep breaths of its occupants.

With one last gulp and a wet slurping sound, Ocellus slowly pulled herself off of Terramar.

"Not bad... Thank you so much, you two. Hope the show was good, Silverstream." She said to both hippogriffs as Sandbar slowly pulled out of his feedmate.

"Amazing as always, Ocellus. How you doing, little bro?" Silverstream replied, turning to Terramar as he joined her in leaning back against the wall.

"That must have been some summer class..." Terramar said, somewhat surprised at how brief the post-orgasmic lull was lasting.

"I'd love to show my appreciation by helping your little bro get padded up for the night and fed," Silverstream continued. "And now that his idea is done, I'm wondering if I can swing an idea by the two of you."

"What's up, Silverstream?" Sandbar asked as they started to get cleaned up.

"Well, let's say that I might have a new little hatchling in my dorm..."

Author's Note

Dinnertime

While Ocellus, staying in her 'Dawn' pony form, excused herself for a moment to clean herself up in the bathroom, Terramar simply watched as his older sister guided Sandbar over to the padded changing table on the other side of the room, helping him up and grabbed a large disposable diaper from the shelves below, and started to unfold it as Sandbar laid down on the table.

"So, Smolder too, huh?" The stallion asked Silverstream as she slid the back of the diaper under him and got it fastened around his dock and tail.

"Well, you know how she is with cute things," Silverstream answered. "I think the way you looked started to get to her. She got a pack and a very frilly, Princess-looking dress. I got her into her first one right before I had to leave for the train to go get Terramar."

"So, how many of your friends actually got involved in this?" Terramar asked, watching curiously as his sister diapered the 18-year-old pony as if he was nothing more than an infant.

"Well, out of respect for their privacy, I won't say who was the demonstration for the class that day, but it was just me at first," Sandbar began, looking over at Silverstream's brother. "Then Ocellus got curious, although she recently told me that while she finds it enjoyable, she loves the taste she gets from taking care of me a bit more. With Smolder, that makes... Well, just about all of us, either babying or being babied, save for Yona, and I don't think any manufacturer makes diapers that can fit a yak." Sandbar explained.

"And that was just one day?"

"One kink, yeah, out of a bunch that we studied. We looked at the most common Equestrian kinks, because the supplies and research material would be the most easily available, such as bondage and hoof fetishes. Then we started to look at anything that could be considered interspecies, such as preening. Would you believe wing clipping is a fetish? Although, we didn't get any volunteers for that, hehe." Silverstream told him, giggling when he shuddered in response, ruffling his feathers. "Demonstrations were entirely voluntary, and remained completely safe and confidential. Sandbar here was overjoyed when his parents discovered that he had fallen in love with something like this, and gave him the permission and space to explore it more."

"My family is amazing. They even let me stay here to watch over the house and hang out with you guys over Spring Break," Sandbar said, giving Silverstream a grateful smile for not even mentioning the role his ex had played in getting this all set up.

By the time Sandbar was snugly padded, Ocellus came back into the room, still in her 'big sister' form.

"Oh, you didn't have to do that, Silverstream, but thanks anyway," She told the hippogriff, knowing that she had ecstatically offered to babysit her adult foal friend in the past. "Well, now that we've all had our fun for now, what do you say we grab some dinner."

The mention of food, especially after what they just did together, brought them to the realization of how hungry they were, and the pony and two hippogriffs happily agreed, and they went back out to the kitchen.

"Now don't lock me into my high chair just yet, big sis. I want to help with dinner," Sandbar said as they came to the dining table.

"Sure, many hooves make light work," Dawn replied, waving him over to the kitchen counter.

Terramar and Silverstream took their seats at the dining room table, and the male hippogriff was content to sit and watch Sandbar prepare dinner with his 'sister'. His race were no strangers to role play, but it was fascinating nonetheless to see another creature sink into and enjoy their headspace. He wasn't ready to dive in just yet, but he did have to admit the stallion did look happy and cute as he helped make his own dinner, which was just fresh vegetables tossed into a food processor and pureed, while Ocellus prepared salads for the 'adults' at the table. She even treated him like a younger pony, not letting him use the knife to cut up the veggies, opting to do it quickly herself as she also prepared salad ingredients.

Ten minutes later, Sandbar was in his high chair, and Ocellus and the two hippogriffs were seated with appetizing salads in front of them, compared to the goop that was in front of Sandbar in a bowl.

"So I'm eager to hear what you've got in mind for Smolder, Silverstream. Any ideas?" Ocellus asked as she began to spoon-feed Sandbar.

"Well, I was hoping to get a good mix of my exhibition and her looking adorable. I was thinking maybe we could utilize the treehouse in the castle ruins. That would give us some great privacy for whatever we think up," Silverstream commented.

The three of them shared ideas and suggestions, as well as hard limits that they didn't think Smolder would be willing to cross, while Terramar proceeded to listen to the kink and fetish talk while enjoying his salad.

"Sis, just listening to this for the past ten minutes, I'm beginning to wonder... Do you have a... Thing, for this Smolder?" Terramar asked.

"I've honestly been wondering that myself for the past day. I know we're absolutely very good friends, that's a given, seeing how I'm sitting here talking about doing something like this for her. We've been roomies ever since we came to the School of Friendship. Honestly, I've never imagined myself getting... Physically close to her, but... Maybe I could. I'm not sure. Like I said, I've discovered that my thing is to watch. But for her, I think it has to do more with looking cute and surrendering control than it is acting little, because dragon hatchlinghood is far and away from pony foalhood."

Sandbar and Ocellus immediately nodded in agreement. 'Growing up dragon' was fairly harsher than being a young pony, and Smolder didn't start to get into it until she saw how adorable everyone thought Sandbar looked when he had started foaling out.

"Alright," Ocellus said, gathering up the cleared plates and bowl. "How about a movie before bed?" Ocellus asked.

The other three agreed to a shorter movie, so they could get to bed and get an earlier start to the day to begin fine-tuning their plans for Smolder. Terramar had no problem taking the couch, and Silverstream opted for the very comfy-looking recliner next to that.

"Well, only one last thing to take care of before bedtime..." Dawn-Ocellus said, leaning down and giving the front of Sandbar's diaper a few pokes. "This little guy needs a change before bed. Hey, Silverstream, how fast are hippogriff refractory periods?" She asked her friend with a wink, motioning subtly towards her brother.

"Pretty fast, especially once we've eaten. Why, want my little bro to have a second round?" Silverstream asked?

"That's what I had in mind, yeah. Your little bro and mine. Up for watching one more quick show before bed?" the changeling said.

"If he's up for performing again," Silverstream said, turning towards her younger brother, who was still not up for taking the initiative with his new friends, but was willing to follow his big sister's lead.

Together, the four of them returned to Sandbar's room. The pony's diaper now had a yellow tint, sagging instead of snug when they had come out for dinner. The stallion climbed up on the changing table and laid down on his back, and Ocellus delegated the changing duties to Silverstream once more. She untaped Sandbar's wet diaper and let it flop down to the pad as she grabbed the pack of wipes. After taking a couple to quickly wipe his front side down, getting the wet diaper rolled up, thrown away, and a new one placed under him, she turned to her brother.

"So, you ready for some more fun, bro?" She asked.

"What, you're not going to finish changing him first?" Terramar asked, glancing over at Dawn-Ocellus sitting on Sandbar's bed, leaning against the wall watching the change. "Ocellus doesn't exactly look ready."

"Not fun with her, silly." Silverstream said, coming over and yanking her brother off of the bed and taking him over to the foot of the changing table, guiding him up to the first step as she grabbed a bottle of lube from the top shelf. "Fun with him. It's one of his favorite parts of getting changed."

Sandbar's cheeks tinted red.

"Don't worry, he always gets a little nervous with an audience, but I bet he won't say no," Silverstream said, as she dribbled lube onto her right talon before setting the bottle aside, rubbing her brother's groin in just the right place to coax his shaft out of his sheath, then began to apply the lube, which got his cheeks burning. She had never touched him like this before.

"What do you say, Sandbar? Want some of my little brother's milk before bed?" Silverstream asked Sandbar, who nodded sheepishly, spreading his legs just a little bit more.

"Now you don't want to disappoint the little guy, do you?" The enthusiastic hippogriff asked her brother, as she carefully angled Terramar's erection towards Sandbar's plothole. Terramar swallowed nervously, but then took hold of Sandbar's hind legs for balance, and pressed forward with the help of his sister.

Terramar was completely new to anal, but he was surprised how easily he began to slide into the stallion's backside, and Sandbar didn't even seem to be in any kind of pain. With his sister pressing against his backside, he felt her slide a talon between the two of them down to in between her hind legs as she began to pleasure herself as she continued to take in the view over his shoulder.

"Mm... How does it feel, bro?" She asked, keeping pressed against him, making sure he didn't pull out too early.

"Mmm... Really tight..." He answered.

Dawn-Ocellus, sitting back on Sandbar's bed, began to slide a hoof down between her hind legs as well, beginning to understand what Silverstream got out of watching.

Only when Terramar had sunk himself in up to his knot, did Silverstream let him pull back. When he was two thirds of the way out, he softly thrust back in, slowly increasing his pace with each thrust, with Sandbar giving cute little grunts every time the hippogriff bottomed out in him. When they got a decent rhythm going, Silverstream reached around with her free hand and started to jack the stallion off in tempo with her brother's thrusts, and that got the pony from simply grunting to moaning.

After a few moments, Terramar really got into it, and leaned forward to give more power to his thrusts into the soon-to-be-diapered stallion, the clean diaper crinkling underneath him. For his part, Sandbar kept a firm hold on the changing table with his front hooves to give Terramar better leverage.

The three of them stayed like this for a couple minutes; Terramar letting himself build up, his sister behind him getting a close-up view of the spectacle, and Sandbar keeping his breathing as steady as he could, taking in the new sensation of a hippogriff cock. But he knew it wouldn't last too much longer as he felt Terramar's tempo begin to waver.

"Sis... I'm... I'm gonna..." He groaned.

"It's alright. You can go in him. It'll just leak out into his diaper overnight,' Silverstream replied, releasing her grip on Sandbar's erection to give her younger brother the room he needed.

A few erratic thrusts later, and the hippogriff lurched forward, and his knot popped into Sandbar's sphincter as he began to release into the pony. The sudden increase in pressure also caused Sandbar to climax as well, releasing several spurts of cum onto his stomach, as he felt his colon fill up with Terramar's deposit. It likely wasn't as impressive as the one he sent down Ocellus' throat earlier this evening, but it still enough to give Sandbar those warm waves of contentment after being filled up.

After catching his breath, Terramar gazed down at the pony who was also making his way through the afterglow.

"S-Sorry. You okay?" Terramar asked him.

Sandbar nodded.

"I'm fine. It's not the first knot I've taken. How was it?" The pony asked with a tired smirk.

"First pony... First male... And it felt amazing, thank you..." Terramar answered, as he started to slowly pull out. After a bit of resistance, his knot popped out of Sandbar, and the rest of his shrinking shaft came with it, and as he stepped aside, Silverstream was there waiting with a bottle of foal powder to complete the diapering before he began to leak too much. She gave a liberal dusting of powder before bringing the front of the diaper up, smoothing it against his stomach before bring the back wings up and fastening them on the landing zone.

"And there we go! All ready for bed! I bet you are too, lil' bro," Silverstream said, helping Sandbar up to a sitting position, who then climbed down to the floor.

Dawn-Ocellus had already moved over to the crib by the time Sandbar had wobbled over there, diaper crinkling with every step. He climbed in with her, and Silverstream raised the bars when they started to snuggle into each other.

"Sweet dreams, you two!" Silverstream bode them goodnight, shutting off the light and closing the door nearly all the way as she and her brother made their way to the living room.

"You're so cute when you let yourself get rutted up there on that table, baby bro," Ocellus told him, giving him a quick kiss.

Sandbar smiled at her.

"I'd be happy to show you what that's like, when you feel like being babied again," He replied, following up with another kiss.

Ocellus' eyes glowed green for a moment, before she rolled over and snuggled into Sandbar's grasp as they closed their eyes and awaited the world of dreams already anticipating what excitement tomorrow would bring.

A Padded Evening, Part 1

Smolder twiddled her claws as she sat on her bed in the dorm, patiently waiting to see whatever this 'surprise' was that Silverstream had in store for her. Her roommate had simply told her to keep her evening clear, and to meet her in their room after dinner. She hadn't seen a whole lot of her since she had arrived back in town with Terramar. She knew she was eager to show her little brother around town, but she was also hoping for a little babying of her own by her friend before school got back in full swing.

To be fair, this was only the third day of Spring Break, but time was going to fly by. It had been two nights since she had tried a diaper under her a dress for the first time, and she had immediately fallen in love with it. She hadn't changed before going to bed, and woke up only to give it another go, and wound up nearly leaking, and was simply astounded at how swollen and squishy it had gotten. No wonder Sandbar loved it so much.

Her attention snapped to the door when she heard the doorknob turn, and the room's door opened to reveal Silverstream. She smiled excitedly over at the dragoness. The hippogriff had a long black plastic bag draped across her back.

"There you are! So, you ready?" The hippogriff asked her roommate.

"I guess, but where are we going?" Smolder asked her.

"Pfft. You think I'm going to spoil the surprise after all the planning I've done last night and today? Now come on, oh, and here."

Silverstream grabbed the long plastic bag and tugged it off of her back. As she handed it to Smolder, the dragoness noticed it was a garment bag. She unzipped it and found it empty.

"An empty garment bag? What's this for?" Smolder asked.

"To put your new dress in, silly," Silverstream replied, pointing to the closet. "You're going to need it, and I doubt I'll be able to convince you to put it on and walk all the way out to the carriage."

Smolder smiled at her friend with a light blush, appreciative that she respected how private she wanted to keep her kinks. But a carriage? How far were they going? Carrying the garment bag, she walked over to the closet, and pulled out the hanger that her dress was on. After carefully sliding it into the garment bag and zipping it up, she turned to Silverstream, who was nearly trotting in place.

"Alright, I'm ready. Lead the way," Smolder told her.

Smiling widely, the hippogriff walked to the door and opened it, double checking to make sure her keys hadn't fallen out of her saddlebag. With the dragon right behind her, she walked towards the front of the school at a steady pace. The pair came to the main entrance of the school, and Smolder saw an enchanted, unhitched carriage waiting for them on the other side of the bridge, with Terramar sitting in the driver's seat, giving them both a wave. Silverstream stepped forward to open the door, and motioned for the dragoness to step inside. As she did so, she saw the red velvet cushioned seats on both the front and back sides of the carriage.

Her attention was quickly drawn to the large, strapped bag leaning in the corner of the left seat. The patterns on it and the bottle of foal powder sticking out of the pocket on the side made the bit drop, and Smolder recognized it as a diaper bag.

"Now," Silverstream began, climbing into the carriage behind her and closing the door. "Before you get that dress on, I need to get my little hatchling padded up. Lay down for me."

Smolder felt her cheeks heat up after being spoken to in that manner, but took note of how the exterior ambience of Ponyville's evening crowds was considerably muffled by the carriage's soundproofing. Comforted by this fact, Smolder stepped forward and sat down on the seat, rotated, and laid back while Silverstream opened the diaper bag, pulling out one of the familiar royal-themed disposable diapers. The hippogriff quickly got it unfolded, slid under the dragoness, and fastened around her tail. Then, she grabbed a bottle of mineral oil just like last time, and dribbled it over her claws, as well as Smolder's nether regions.

The dragoness shuddered as she felt Silverstream's claws gently massage the oil into her scales and slit. But then, instead of bringing the front of the diaper up, she went back into the diaper bag, pulling out a white, plastic egg-shaped device. She coated it in oil before lowering it in between Smolder's legs, and she felt it slowly enter her, and she squirmed as she adjusted to the intrusion.

"You, uh, you trying to give me an egg-laying fetish too or something?" Smolder asked as Silverstream brought the front half of the diaper up, smoothing it against her belly.

"No, not at all, but, you never know what happens with nights like tonight..." Silverstream teased, as she taped up the diaper securely. When that was done,Smolder sat up as Silverstream closed the diaper bag, placing it under the seat, and reached across to the other seat, where the garment bag had been placed. She unzipped it and grabbed the dress out of it. The diapered dragoness stood up and was helped into the dress by the hippogriff.

"There we go! Now you're all set. Let's just make sure it works," Silverstream said, digging into her saddlebag, coming out with a white... remote?

Silverstream flicked a button on the remote, and Smolder let out a gasp as she felt the egg inside her pulse vibrantly once, before the hippogriff hit the button again, shutting it off.

A vibrating egg.

"That's all the evidence I need!" Silverstream said, smiling wildly. "Now, you just sit back and enjoy the ride."

With that, Silverstream opened the carriage door, slipped out, and closed it, leaving the formally dressed dragoness alone in the carriage. She felt the vehicle shift subtly as the hippogriff climbed up to the passenger seat, joining her brother, and then felt the wheels begin to turn as the trio was off.

Smolder sat down, wondering where they were going, and what the evening had in store for them...

A Padded Evening, Part 2

Smolder's mind was running wild as she considered the possibilities of where this carriage was headed. Or, at least it was trying to run wild. But when the vibrator inside her nethers started up, her brain seized up in pleasure as she tried to close her legs around her thick diaper, which was dry but was very slowly becoming slightly wet with the dragoness' arousal. The hippogriff sitting on top of the carriage with her brother outside never kept the vibrator on for long, seemingly content to tease her friend, and possibly keep her mind from focusing too hard on where they were headed.

She was pretty sure that Silverstream and Terramar were making several unnecessary turns throughout town to throw off her sense of direction as well. Honestly, it was working. When the carriage continued its slightly bumpy ride straight, she had no idea in what direction.

As hard as she was trying to keep track of the time, her mind was turned to her diaper every time Silverstream activated the vibrating egg within her, and she was maddeningly random with it. Sometimes she'd go for just a second or two, and other times it seemed like it was half a minute, and the intervals in which she teased the dragoness were just as random; it could be every ten seconds, or it could be two or three minutes before the next one. After a time, Smolder decided to just give up, relax in her padding and feel like a pretty princess.

The road seemed to get a bit more bumpy, really making her wonder where they were headed. Silverstream turned the egg on for the next bump, and it caused Smolder to gasp in pleasure again. It didn't last long, as it ceased vibrating after just a few moments.

After a few more minutes, she felt the carriage come to a stop. A few moments passed, and her door didn't open. She sat there curiously for just about two minutes, until the door was opened, and it was by someone who had not been with them on the ride, as she looked down at Sandbar, also diapered, standing next to the carriage steps, holding the door. The surrounding area was forested.

"Hey there, Smolder. Everyone else is waiting inside," he greeted, stepping aside and ushering her out of the carriage. "You look fantastic, by the way," he complimented as she stepped outside. She smiled at him in gratitude as her feet hit the ground, and saw where they stood; several dozen feet from the Treehouse of Harmony, sitting like a beacon of light in the Everfree Forest evening.

"Thanksss-ah!" Smolder said, stumbling in her first step as the vibrator inside her gave a brief, intense pulse.

"You alright?" Sandbar said as the dragoness quickly regained her footing.

"Y-Yeah. Still getting used to this dress, that's all," she replied, standing again as the vibrator shut off once again. That remote of Silverstream's had an impressive range. She and Sandbar walked, crinkling with each step, up the path to the front doors of the treehouse. Together, they stepped through, and Smolder's eyes widened at the setting the main room had been turned into.

It was a classroom at immediate glance. A chalkboard had been set up in front of the room. In front of that, four student desks. To the left of the chalkboard, an oak teacher's desk sat, where Silverstream currently sat, in a professional looking blouse, her normally wild light blue and gray mane tied back in a bun. The line of desks were half full currently, with Terramar and a mare Smolder didn't recognize, who looked quite similar to Sandbar. Above the chalkboard on the far wall, was a simple poster listing the rules of the 'classroom'.

DETENTION RULES
1. Keep quiet; do not speak unless called on.
2. Respect teacher's authority; do exactly what you are told.
3. Infractions will be punished.

"There you are. Please take your seats. With everycreature here, detention can finally begin," Silverstream announced from the desk.

Sandbar went to the center right desk, sitting next to the mare, and Smolder took the only other available seat, the center left one, sitting next to Terramar. Silverstream stood up, revealing she was also wearing a slender black skirt.

"Alright, now that attendance is complete, I believe we'll begin with writing lines. Princess Smolder, since you were tardy, I believe you can be first. Please step up to the board," Silverstream instructed, leaning back against the side of the desk, and subtly clicked Smolder's vibrator to low.

Smolder quivered as she got up from her desk almost immediately after sitting down. She stepped up to the board, trying her very best to ignore the vibrator in her, and picked up the piece of chalk in her claws.

"You will write the following a hundred times. 'A Princess does not lie about her potty training.' You may begin.” Silverstream instructed.

Her cheeks flushing, Smolder took a breath and tried to push the vibrator's sensations to the back of her mind as she touched the piece of chalk to the top left corner of the board, and began to write.

A PRINCESS DOES NOT LIE ABOUT HER—

Suddenly, the vibrator gave a surge of intensity, and the tail of her 'R' squiggled out of control as she let out a gasp and her legs quivered.

"My, such unstable writing, You can do better than that, Miss Smolder," Silverstream chastised as she clicked the vibrator back to low.

Smolder grabbed the eraser that had been resting next to the pieces of chalk, and wiped off her sloppy 'R', then returned to her writing. She shuddered as she continued and finished the sentence, as well as the first repetition of it, unsure of how much more teasing she could take, as she felt herself continue to drip into her diaper. As she began the third sentence, beginning a second row on the board, Silverstream increased the vibrator up to the second lowest setting and kept it there.

Silverstream smirked as her roommate struggled to write through her arousal. Her little brother sitting at her desk also seemed a bit flustered, as did Sandbar, who appeared a bit envious of the dragoness. For her part, Ocellus, in her 'Dawn' form, slipped a hoof down under her desk to start to touch herself.

Through Smolder's second set of ten sentences, Silverstream slowly became more merciless with the vibrating egg inside her, no longer going down to the lowest setting. Smolder's handwriting only marginally improved through the increasingly harder to ignore toy trapped inside by her diaper. The mischievous hippogriff was getting no shortage of satisfaction from her roommate's struggles, and she gave her yet another dose as she turned the vibrator up to max for another two seconds, causing her to lose her balance and drop the chalk to the floor.

"Ah...!" Smolder whimpered.

"Oh for goodness sake, what is the matter with you, Miss Smolder? Do we have to find another method of punishment for you?" Silverstream mock-admonished the dragoness.

"S-Sorry, ma'am..." Smolder apologized, getting down to her knees to retrieved the chalk, and Silverstream immediately seized the opportunity.

As Smolder grabbed the chalk and attempted to return to her feet, a claw on her shoulder prevented her from doing so.

"Actually, stay down there, Miss Smolder. I doubt your writing is going to improve any while you're as hopelessly horny as you are right now," Silverstream said, using her other claw to go underneath the layers of the dragon's dress and press firmly into the seat of her diaper.

Smolder was nearly drooling by now as she moaned, biting her bottom lip.

"I do suppose we'll have to solve that... Good thing I brought this..."

Silverstream removed her claw from Smolder's diaper, and reached behind herself to unclip her skirt. As it fell to the floor, Smolder's eyes widened as she was now staring at a well-endowed, lubricated black strap-on dragon dildo fastened around Silverstream's waist.

"Stay on your claws and knees and face that wall," Silverstream instructed, firmly, pointing at the right wall of the room.

Blushing fiercely, Smolder turned away from her roommate and faced the other side of the room, risking a glance at her 'classmates', and the penny finally dropped when she saw the mare's eyes glow a vibrant green for a moment.

Ocellus.

She heard the cap of a bottle being popped open.

"Come now, present yourself better than that, Miss Smolder. Raise your tail up," Silverstream told her in her stern headmistress persona. Smolder took another breath then used her tail strength to push against the layers of her dress as best she could.

"Hm, better, but maybe you need some help."

Smolder felt the back of her dress being pulled back and up over her lower back and wings, exposing her thick diaper.

"Let's get this out of the way too..." Silverstream said, untaping the third set of tapes around her tail. The diaper began to fall away, exposing her tailhole, but the waist tapes kept her dragonhood hidden behind the diaper, and thus the vibrator had nowhere to go.

"Hm, doesn't quite reveal everything I'd like it to, but I suppose I'll have to make do with what I have. I'm certainly not taking the whole thing off. After all, you are clearly not potty trained, and I won't have you leaking all over my floor. So... this hole will have to suffice."

Smolder gasped as Silverstream's lube-covered claws slowly intruded into her tailhole, getting as much of the surface area covered as she could. This sort of intercourse was covered in Counselor Trixie's class, and while she wasn't experienced with it, dragons were naturally... Flexible in that regard.

Sure enough, Silverstream's claws pulled out, and the head of the dildo immediately pressed against her back entrance, and it went in with only mild pressure and discomfort. What it also did, was provide even more surface area to close in around the vibrating egg, and she moaned in pleasure.

"Well, this is going in easier than I thought. What are you up to outside of school hours, Miss Smolder?" Silverstream asked as she continued to sink her strap-on into the dragoness. Once it bottomed out, Smolder gave an open-mouth moan, drooling onto the carpet as she held herself up by her claws and knees. "And what did I say about staying quiet? I can get help with that too. Mr. Terramar? I see that you are rather flustered over there. Please use Miss Smolder's maw for some relief."

Both Terramar's and Smolder's eyes widened.

"Come on now, we don't have all evening. And do watch the teeth, Miss Smolder. If you don't, there will be lashes; from myself and your classmate."

At his sister's urging, Terramar left his seat, and walked over to the front of Smolder, who saw that the male hippogriff was already unsheathed. He saw her exhale with a vent of bright pink flames quickly evaporating inches away.

"B-but what about... Fire, Miss Silverstream?" Terramar asked nervously.

"A valid concern, seeing as how you aren't versed in dragon physiology. Don't worry. A dragon's fire has many different temperatures based on their emotions. Arousal fire is only soothingly hot, never painful, so don't worry. Go ahead, you'll see." Silverstream instructed, pulling out the strap-on halfway before thrusting back in, getting another moan of pleasure out of Smolder.

"Again, please quiet her down. Don't make me tell you again, Mr. Terramar."

Gulping nervously, Terramar stepped forward, sat down, and spread his hind legs, believing it would be easier for Smolder to lean down, which she immediately did.

"And please feel free to share how your experience is with the rest of your classmates," Silverstream told him as she slowly increased her pace.

"Ahh... Ah... Warm, very warm... Almost hot..." He managed to say as he locked eyes with Smolder, unable to deny the sultry desire in her eyes as she wrapped her tongue around his shaft as she began to suck earnestly, smoke rising from her nostrils.

"And when he finishes, do be on your best behavior and swallow it all, Miss Smolder. No messes on my floor, understood?" Silverstream asked as she continued to thrust into Smolder's rear end.

Smolder couldn't exactly respond, or even nod, as she was minding her teeth as she was coating Terramar's erection in as much saliva as she possibly could.

For their part, Sandbar and Dawn Ocellus were certainly enjoying themselves; Dawn continuing to stroke her marehood, and Sandbar had begun to press his front hooves into the front of his diaper.

Suddenly, Smolder tensed up and let out a muffled squeal around Terramar's erection, and Silverstream hilted the dildo in her and held it there for a moment until she relaxed.

"Is she okay?" Terramar asked.

"Oh she's fine, she just came, that's all. Her punishment isn't over until she helps you cum, Mr. Terramar," Silverstream told her little brother nonchalantly, before continuing to rut her roommate. Smolder snorted out several breaths of pink fire, which Terramar thanked the stars didn't so much as singe his coat or down feathers. After catching her breath, she resumed sucking with even increased fervor, as Silverstream reached over and kicked the vibrating egg past its medium setting. For his part, Terramar began to softly thrust towards Smolder's mouth, hoping he wouldn't brush against any teeth.

"Ahh, I think I'm getting close, Smolder..." Terramar warned.

"Remember, get it all into your mouth, and swallow it. Not a drop on my floor, understood?" Silverstream warned.

Thinking it would help, Terramar stopped thrusting, delaying the inevitable for only a moment, and Smolder only tightened the seal of her lips around his shaft, gripping it tighter with her tongue.

Terramar held back as long as he could, but the dam was about to break. In a particularly daring move, he took hold of both of her ear fronds, often mistaken for horns, and pulled her down as far as she would go, just in time for him to erupt, spilling his seed into the back of her throat.

She swallowed immediately, only for more to fill her mouth. Silverstream saw the expression on her brother's face, as well as how he was holding Smolder's ears, and hilted in her one more time, causing her to hit a second orgasm. Smoke and pink flames flowed from her nostrils with every breath. She swallowed a second time, and felt Terramar begin to die down, as his grip on her ear fronds loosened. As he decreased to a dribble, she swallowed a third time, and gave the tip a slow lick to make sure she had gotten all of it. He released her fronds, and she slowly pulled herself up.

"Not... Not bad," she complimented, looking up into his eyes.

"Thanks... You're my first, and probably only dragon..." Terramar replied, catching his breath and blushing.

Smolder felt Silverstream slowly pull out of her, feeling like she was relieving herself as she did so, and felt very empty when the dildo head popped out. The hippogriff was quick to re-fasten the third set of tapes of her diaper around her tail, and lower her dress again, nearly concealing it were it not for her position on all fours. She then finally turned off the vibrating egg inside her.

"Very good, Miss Smolder. Everyone was quite well behaved, so if you like, we can head into town for a treat before everything closes," Silverstream said, as she removed the strap-on in addition to the blouse on her topside.

Not quite having the strength to get to her feet yet, the recovering Smolder continued to lay on the floor in front of the chalkboard, and felt an urgency down where Silverstream had just pulled out. She hadn't used her diaper for that purpose before, but it didn't make much sense to ask for a bathroom break, when her 'teacher' would almost certainly say that she was already wearing her bathroom. Due to her nearly exhausted muscles, she barely had to push, and the slimy ooze slid out into her diaper.

After she was done relieving herself, her belly full of hippogriff seed and diaper full of her defecation, Smolder got to her feet, and she and Terramar tried their best not to wobble back to their desks. She glanced at Sandbar and the transformed Ocellus, and concluded that she and the male hippogriff were the only ones to achieve release so far.

"Dessert sounds delicious, Miss Silverstream," Ocellus' transformation claimed cheerfully.

"Alright then, class dismissed, everycreature out to the carriages!"

As a group, the five friends filed out of the glowing treehouse, Silverstream the last one out and closing the door. Ocellus gave Sandbar a kiss before entering the carriage, and it was apparent that they were both in the mood, as they hadn't quite gotten as far as Smolder and Terramar had in there.

"Hey, Sandbar?" Smolder called over to the stallion as he was about to enter his carriage.

"Yeah?" Sandbar replied, turning and walking towards the dragoness, diaper crinkling with each step. He came up to her and gave her an honest smile.

"I... I wanted to thank you, Sandbar. For not letting what Gallus did to you change you in any way. You are an amazing friend. To let us see you like that, and putting something like this together for me... What he did to you and Ocellus is wrong, I don't care what depression does to a mind. It doesn't change the simple fact that it was wrong. So just, thank you for not letting it change you into somepony worse."

Sandbar's smile widened, and he stepped forward and pulled Smolder into a hug, squeezing her gently before stepping back.

"All of you immediately accepted this side of me when you saw it, how could I not do the same? Thank you, but you might be giving me more credit than I'm due. I really can't promise that I won't turn into a frigid, bitter asshole if I ever come face-to-face with him again," Sandbar admitted.

"I think you're in plenty of company there. You really think you're the only one who thinks it would come to blows if he ever dares show his face here again? Let me just say this; I'd proudly hold him down for you and let you go to town."

Sandbar smirked.

"Again, thanks. And as for putting this together? Ocellus and I just helped. If you want the chief architect, then look no further than your passenger for the ride home," Sandbar continued, pointing a hoof towards the second chariot, where Silverstream was waiting.

Smolder glanced back at her hippogriff friend, then back to Sandbar.

"There's something there, isn't there? Something more than friendship," she asked the stallion.

"I think that's something only the two of you can figure out," Sandbar answered.

Smolder smiled at him.

"Thanks again, Sandbar. I think I'll be spending a lot more time over at your place," she said.

"Anytime you want, Smolder. Let's go enjoy the rest of our night," Sandbar said as he gave his friend another hug and then boarded his carriage. The dress- and diaper-clad dragoness walked down to her carriage and stepped ahead of the closed door to look up at Terramar in the driver's seat.

"Thanks for the new and interesting experience, Terramar. Whatever you're ordering tonight is on me, and tomorrow too for that matter," Smolder told him. He smiled down at her.

"You certainly gave me an experience too, Smolder. I never would have done it if it wasn't for my sister, though. Thanks to her, I've had my first intimate experience with a pony, a changeling, and a dragon. I don't believe I'm going to be topping that anytime soon," Terramar replied, blushing at the cheeks.

"Well, just do me a favor?"

"Name it."

"Please try your best to ignore any noises you hear from inside the carriage on the ride back, thanks."

With that, Smolder opened the carriage door, and pulled herself up and inside, closing it behind her, where she found Silverstream sitting and waiting for her.

"There's my favorite dragoness," Silverstream greeted again. "My, it smells like you need a ch—"

The hippogriff never got the chance to finish her sentence as the princessly Smolder put her right claw behind her neck and gently pulled her into a kiss, prodding and opening her beak with her tongue. Silverstream felt a surprising warmth enter her throat, and her eyes widened as she realized her roommate was breathing fire into her. But it wasn't painfully hot. It was much more comparable to a soothing heat, like a hot cocoa on a cold day. The hippogriff softly inhaled as she leaned into the kiss for several moments, before the dragon parted.

Silverstream let out the breath, and saw a hazy smoke exit her beak.

"Wow... That's different," the hippogriff admitted as the dragoness looked into her eyes.

Slowly, Smolder dropped to her knees in front of her roommate.

"Yes, I do need a change, but after what you just did for me tonight, I think I need to earn it," Smolder told her, coming forward on her knees, leaning forward, putting her claws on the hippogriff's inner thighs and slowly parting her legs. As she brought her snout in to take in the scent of Silverstream's nethers, she looked up into the hippogriff's eyes, silently asking for permission to go further.

Giving Smolder a soft but only mildly surprised smile, Silverstream nodded. Smolder smiled in return, and her gaze fell to the prize directly in front of her. Extending her tongue from her snout, she eagerly began to show her gratitude...

Author's Note

Apologies for the delay between this chapter and the last one; I was honestly disheartened by the lack of feedback on the last chapter. But this one was where the goods were.

Only a short epilogue to follow, and maybe another story, but only if it's desired by you fine folks.

Once again, thanks for reading!

Epilogue

Sandbar was only a little wet by the time they had arrived just outside Sugar Cube Corner, but Ocellus took his diaper off of him regardless and helped him clean up before they headed out into public again. Silverstream had obviously done the same with Smolder, as she was sans dress, diaper, and smelling just fine when the five of them headed in to sit down around one of the round tables and ordered milkshakes all around.

It immediately became apparent that Silverstream and Smolder were now dating. The way they looked at each other, talked to each other...

Plus the fact that they said outright that they were dating.

The stallion had to admit, it would be nice having another playmate in his bedroom with him, as well as no doubt beginning to see a softer, more submissive side of his dragon friend as she slowly molded and pieced together that new side of herself.

"Can I just really speak my mind right now?" Sandbar told the rest of the table. "I'm incredibly happy for the two of you, I just hope Yona doesn't feel too left out, ya know?"

"Don't worry, Sandbar," Dawn-Ocellus told him. "She's incredibly happy for you and me, and I know she'll be the same for Silverstream and Smolder. Trust me, the love I sneak from her sometimes is full of happiness for her friends. When she's ready to try again for a significant other, I believe she'll be stubborn enough to not let anything stop her."

So with their shakes quickly approaching noisy-straw-slurping levels, Ocellus raised her glass for a toast.

"To Silverstream and Smolder, yet another happy couple from our circle of friends!"

"Hear, hear!" Sandbar agreed, offering up his glass, joined quickly by Terramar, Silverstream, and Smolder. "And the two of you are absolutely welcome in my room anytime you need to get away for some playtime."

"Thanks, Sandbar. We'll definitely keep that in mind. But I'm sure you have enough trouble explaining Ocellus' green mist to your parents, I don't want to add smoke to that list, and make them concerned that something might actually be on fire... Other than my loins..." Smolder said, blushing with a giggle.

"So we'll turn a fan on and open a window," Sandbar immediately countered. "It's not like you're the only one. Ocellus has glowy mist, you have pink flames and smoke, Silverstream has... Noise..."

'No kidding,' Ocellus thought, as she watched the hippogriff blush. They could take a few educated guesses as to what those two were up to on the ride back into town, but there didn't have to be any guessing when Silverstream hit her peak, as they all heard the eagle scream coming from the carriage, thankfully before they had hit city limits.

"Y-Yeah, that is something I have to work on... It took me by surprise, and there was nothing to scream into..." Silverstream admitted, getting laughs from the rest of the table, and an embarrassed look from her little brother.

After making sure the front door was locked and the rest of the lights were off, Sandbar and Ocellus retired to his half-bedroom half-nursery.

"Well, who wants to get ready for bed first? You or me?" Ocellus asked him, still holding her Dawn form as they walked together over to the changing table.

"What do you need to do to get ready?" Sandbar asked her.

"Well, I have to admit, little bro, you enjoy it so much that I get curious sometimes, so..." Dawn-Ocellus trailed off, stepping up onto the changing table and rolled over onto her back. "I think I'll wear with you tonight."

Sandbar repressed a shudder of anticipation as her feedmate spread her legs, revealing this form's moist marehood.

"Come on, get me padded up, but..." She paused, glancing at his erection as he grabbed supplies. "Feel free to have some fun with your big sister first. Certainly not going to be able to get your diaper around you with that poking out."

Sandbar blushed as he grabbed a fresh diaper and began to unfold it. Ocellus was just teasing; he knew for a fact that his diapers could fully contain his erection; they rode high enough and were thick enough to only give away slight hints of his arousal, and would stay on if the tapes were tight enough, and if they weren't, hey, there was always duct tape.

Sandbar got the thick diaper unfolded, and Dawn lifted her back end up long enough for him to slide it underneath and get the top set of tapes fastened around her tail, before she laid down on it.

"Mm, nice and soft..." Ocellus said.

"Sounds like you want something nice and hard, though," Sandbar replied, stepping up onto the second step at the end of the changing table, beginning to loom over her, his erection twitching between her legs.

"Mmhmm, show me what you've got, little bro," she answered, her eyes glowing green momentarily as mist rose from her nostrils as her lips gave a sultry smile. Sandbar smiled back as he put his front hooves on both sides of her barrel, leaned forward, and slid inside, hearing the diaper crinkle underneath their combined weight.

"Ahh... I'm learning to love the biggest part about you..." Ocellus told him pleasurably, not leaning into it, but letting her feedmate do the work.

"Mmm... You're... Amazing..." Sandbar whispered to her as he softly thrust inside, keeping his pace slow, but made sure to bottom out with each thrust, reaching the deepest corners of her nethers. He wanted to stay slow because the evening had proven to be quite the buildup, and he wasn't going to last very long regardless. "So amazing... Thank you for letting me do this...!"

His pace only got a little faster as he put more weight into it. Ocellus' eyes glowed brighter as more mist emanated from her nose and mouth.

"Come on, little bro, give me your big stallion juice!" Ocellus told him, her breathing quickening as she spread her legs a bit farther.

That was all Sandbar needed. His pace faltered, and he shuddered as he got ready to hilt himself into her and hold himself there.

"Ah, big sis!!!"

The build-up that had started when Silverstream had first told Smolder to get on her claws and knees two hours ago finally came to his tip, and he gave his strongest thrust and began to coat her inside walls with his seed. She remained conscious enough to take in the look of absolute euphoria on his face through the green haze that was rising to the ceiling. As he breathed some of it in, it only seemed to prolong their climax as he felt her inner walls close in on his cock, milking it for everything it could.

After several moments of feeling the last of it dribble out, Sandbar slowly began to pull out.

"I hope you can finish padding me up..." Dawn-Ocellus said as they both caught their breath, as she felt the stallion's deposit begin to seep out of her and seep down her taint and dock.

Standing back on the steps at the end of the table, Sandbar caught his breath and grabbed the bottle of foal powder from the shelf below, twisting the cap open and sprinkled liberal amounts of it down on her marehood, before bringing up the front of the diaper between her legs, smoothed it against her stomach, and brought the back wings up and taping it snugly up.

Her mist beginning to clear, Dawn-Ocellus sat up and quickly hopped off the changing table, and helped Sandbar up to take her place, laying on his back as he continued working his way through the afterglow. By the time she grabbed a diaper and took her place on the steps between his legs, he had gone completely flaccid.

"You sure can show a sibling a good time..." Ocellus said, the glow in her eyes dimming as she unfolded the diaper and got it underneath him and around his tail. She gave him a quick dusting of foal powder before getting it taped snugly up, and pulled him up by his front hooves into a sitting position, before giving him a kiss on the snout.

"There we go, all set for the night. Lets get into bed," Ocellus told him. His legs still a tad wobbly, Ocellus helped him down off the changing table and walked together over to the crib. She shut the bedroom light off before climbing in with him, and leaving the bars down for the night, as it would make getting out a bit tricky with both of them in there. Sandbar snuggled up to her barrel, letting her wrap her front hooves around him as their diapers pressed into each other.

"This has been an amazing Spring Break. It's hard to imagine that we're not even halfway done..."

Author's Note

Happy New Year, everypony.

There might be another story that follows this, depending on if you fine foals want more content.

What do you say? Do you want Sandbar and company to try and spread the joys of ageplaying to more of the school?

Let me know in the comments below.

As always, thanks for reading.