Partying Too Hard

The club had started filling with ponies, and Vinyl saw them all wearing diapers. It didn’t surprise her, but this time, her diaper wasn’t riding up on her flanks or constantly falling either. It was almost as if she was getting used to wearing a diaper. Feels better not having my- er, I mean, this diaper, riding up or slipping down my flanks. Was I seriously about to refer to this diaper as mine? This club is doing things to me with every passing hour

The energy of the club was more or less the same as last night. Ponies were jumping all over the place, shaking their padded flanks in the air, shaking it to the beat, or just simply sitting and giggling while bobbing their heads. One thing Vinyl failed to notice was that some ponies over by the bar who spilt their drinks wore bibs, which caught any spilt alcohol or alcohol that ponies just didn’t consume. She thought it was even more foalish than the bottles, but didn’t say anything about it. Though she was enjoying her diaper not riding up on her, she was feeling thirsty and had yet to even have her first drink, so she looked over at Berry and waved her hoof, signaling Berry as she waddled over.

“What’cha need, Vinyl?” Berry asked, just barely having her voice over the music

“A beer, please” Vinyl asked as Berry nodded.

“Comin’ right up” she said, waddling back to the bar. Vinyl would never really get used to seeing a pony waddle like that, even if it was herself in the mirror. Few minutes later, Berry came back with, of course, a foal’s bottle filled with beer, handing it to Vinyl over the rails.

“Thanks Berry, you’re the best” Vinyl said, which got a blush out of Berry

“Y-You mean it?” Berry said, clearly surprised that Vinyl would say that.

“I guess, yeah. You’re a good Bartender, Berry” Vinyl said as she continued DJing, but was interrupted as Vinyl heard someone land beside her, and then she felt a hug. She turned to see, and found that it was Berry, “Uh… what are you doing?”

“Giving you a hug, what’s it look like?” she giggled as she let go of Vinyl, “You’re a good friend, Vinyl, and I want you to know that”

“We’re… friends?” Vinyl asked. After last night, she was pretty sure Berry didn’t like her, much less consider her as a friend, but it made Vinyl happy, knowing she may have a friend in the club.

“Of course! You’re probably one of my favorite DJs! Anyways, enjoy the beer, I gotta get back to the bar, ‘duty’ calls” she said as she climbed out of Vinyl’s makeshift crib, and she giggled on the last part before she waddled back over to the bar.

Vinyl felt touched, knowing that she had a friend in the club. Vinyl had an intermission between songs, so she put on the song ‘Rainbow’ by Songbird Serenade. During that time, she looked at the foal’s bottle, its nipple enticing her.

C’mon, like Berry said last night: Nopony’s going to judge you she thought as she placed her lips on the nipple, suckling on it as beer flowed down her throat. It burned, but turned sweet as it went down. The feeling of suckling was quite enjoyable, and made her heart heat up, but now was not the time to be a silly filly, as after she downed half the bottle, she set it down and kept DJing.

Course, the smell of messy diapers was also bothering her, but at least her own wasn’t messy, that much she was thankful. She still had trouble closing her hind legs, but at this point, it surprisingly didn’t bother her.

As she was DJing, Vinyl heard a voice to her right. It was Pacific, dressed just like she was last night when she was offering changes to the other patrons, “Hey Vinyl, you in need of a change?”

“No, not exactly, but damn, it’s cold in here” Vinyl shivered a little, her coat hairs standing up a little

Pacific giggled a little, “That’s why we have onesies, Vinyl. They keep us warm, cause ponies don’t really like it when it’s hot in clubs, they want to have fun and not be sweating all the time”

“Makes sense, but I don’t wanna leave the turntables. Kinda in the zone here, y’know?” Vinyl explained, paying attention to how long the song had left.

“If you’d like, I can bring you one from backstage and put it on you inside your ‘crib’. You okay with that?” Pacific asked. ‘Rainbow’ was slowly coming to an end, so Vinyl wouldn’t have time to actually get out, put on a onesie, and make it back in time, so having no other choice, she sighed.

“Yeah, go ahead, I need to be here to put on the next track anyway” Vinyl said, searching through her saddlebags for another record. She planned to put on ‘How Long’ by Charlie Pony. Charlie Pony was also one of Vinyl’s favorite artists.

“You got it, Vi-Vi!” Pacific said as she waddled off backstage. Vinyl blushed a little, hearing that nickname. Vi-Vi… it was cute, but for her boss to call her that just felt out of place.. And she didn’t know why..

Octavia doesn’t even give me a nickname Vinyl thought to herself as she put on ‘How Long’ by Charlie Pony, and Pacific came back with a onesie in her hand. Surprisingly, it looked different, and it actually had a musical note pattern on it, similar to her cutie mark. Vinyl was surprised at it for the most part as Pacific climbed over the rails and landed in the crib-cage with Vinyl

“I saw your face, and it looked so cute. So, I had this custom-made, just for you. When you said you’d come back for a second gig, I had to give you something for your loyalty. Do you like it?” Pacific asked as Vinyl couldn’t help but hug Pacific, and she hugged Vinyl back, “I’ll take that as a yes”

“It looks so cool! A little foalish with the pink color, but the design is totally my style! Thank you so much!” Vinyl said as she let go of Pacific, clearing her throat, “Could you put it on me? I’m feeling kinda thirsty…”

“Not a problem! Forehooves up!” she said as Vinyl raised her forehooves up, allowing Pacific to slip the onesie on her. Vinyl pushed her forehooves through the sleeves, and to her surprise, there were no frills, so that put her at ease, regardless of the ones on her diaper. After the onesie was on Vinyl snugly, Pacific buttoned the bottom of the onesie as it hugged Vinyl’s diaper, making her blush a little and causing Pacific to giggle, “So, how’s it feel?”

“I definitely feel warmer, thank you” Vinyl said, smiling a little at her boss, and her boss smiled back and gave her a quick hug

“You’re welcome, Vi-Vi! Keep up the performance! And before I go…” she said as she carefully felt Vinyl’s diaper, seeing if it was still clean, and with the way she was pressing on the padding, it made Vinyl blush red.

“H-Hey!” she said, her hindquarters twitching a little, and Pacific backed off

“Relax, just making sure you’re clean. Have a good time, Vinyl!” she said as she attempted to climb over the railing, but was having trouble. Vinyl noticed and boosted her up with her muzzle, but that’d prove to be a bit of a mistake, as she got a whiff of what was in Pacific’s diaper, and boy, it smelled noxious, making Vinyl gag a little as Pacific got to the top and made it over, landing on her padded flank softly, “Hehe, thanks Vinyl! You’re the best!”

That may have been a bad idea… Celestia, I think I’m gonna be sick… Vinyl thought as she reached for the bottle of beer next to her turntables. She carefully unscrewed the cap and got a quick scent, sealing it afterwards. Wanting to forget that accursed smell, she placed her lips on the nipple and suckled from the bottle, drinking down the rest of the beer in the bottle.

Vinyl constantly saw how many ponies were blackout drunk in high chairs, getting changed at a changing table, or passing out like foals who had too much sugar. It amazed her just how many ponies liked diapers and acted like little foals, and she thought it was… cute? She actually thought it was cute, despite referring to them as freaks just the other night.

She also enjoyed just vibing to the song itself, as she’d bop her head to the music like everypony else. Though, one thing she didn’t do was just sit down, as she wouldn’t want to be seen. To think she had little wiggle room in the first place, with the soft padding on the bars up until about a quarter of the way to the top of the bars, she would’ve thought that she’d be compressed, but instead, her turntable was further infront of her than last time, and her crib-cage was a little longer in length. Then again, her legs were getting tired from all the standing, and the song had at least a minute or two to go, so she just slowly sat down, blushing as she felt the padding push against her plot, but she didn’t really care as she laid back, staring at the ceiling. The ceiling was illuminated by the club’s LED lights of multiple colors. She felt at peace for some reason, feeling undisturbed and actually comfortable, unlike last night.

Heh, maybe I could get used to this… but if Octavia found out… shit… Vinyl thought, and clearly, she was at a crossroads, as she wasn’t sure how to feel. On one side, she felt happy being here, despite how foalish the place was and having to deal with the embarrassment of… you know what, and the other side being her mature side, remembering that she was a grown mare who wasn’t a filly anymore. She just couldn’t stay on either side, she was locked in the middle, Damnit, if only Tavi understood, I wouldn’t be so damn bu-

“Hey, lazy lounger”

Vinyl was snapped out of her thoughts as she looked up at Berry, smiling a little as Vinyl sat up, soon on all fours as she sighed and stared back at Berry, “How long have you been standing there?”

“Bout a minute. Want me to get you another bottle, or are you good?” she asked. Vinyl did promise not to come home in a diaper, so she simply held off on going all the way with drinks and would just stick to 3 drinks for the night.

“I can handle another one” Vinyl responded as she sighed a little

“This isn’t gonna be like last night, right?” Berry asked, teasing a little

“No, of course not. I’m limiting myself to only 3 drinks, and don’t let me forget, okay?” Vinyl asked as Berry giggled a little

“Guess somepony’s doing her best to be a responsible ‘filly’, hehe” Berry teased

“H-Hey, i’m n-not a filly!” Vinyl argued, her cheeks a little red

“I know, Vinyl, I’m just teasing you. Anyways, I’ll get you that second beer, brb~” she said as she waddled away. Vinyl just sighed and kept her eyes on picking the next song. She sifted through her records, but glanced at the saddlebags she had brought. As she saw Pacific go by, she waved her over.

“Hey Pacific, I need to talk to you” Vinyl said as Pacific waddled over with a smile, stopping at the bars as she looked over the top

“What’s up, Vi-Vi?” she said as Vinyl pulled out the clean onesie and the paci from her saddlebags, giving it to Pacific, “Oh, the paci and onesie from last night. You didn’t have to return them, but thanks”

“Well, you gave me this onesie, so I don’t really need the one I gave you” Vinyl explained as Pacific smiled.

“Wait, you mean you’re keeping the onesie?” she said with excitement

“I-” Vinyl paused. The onesie was nice, and she liked the design really well, but what if Octavia found it, or even worse, caught Vinyl wearing it? She even promised Octavia that she wouldn’t come home in a diaper, but she only said not in a diaper. Even then, Vinyl didn’t want Octavia to see her in a onesie, but the onesie was very nice. Vinyl figured she’d just stash her onesie in her saddlebags and when she got home, store them in a locked storage chest that only she had access to. Since that was her plan, she smiled a little, “Yeah, I’m keeping it, how could I n-” she said as she felt a rubber bulb enter her mouth. It was a paci, “W-wha?-”

“Hehe, don’t worry, I’m not cutting you off, just figured I’d give you your own paci for your hard work. It’s the same color as your coat, and it has your cutie mark on it” Pacific said as Vinyl carefully took the paci out and inspected it, and she gasped, seeing how it was exactly as she described it.

“Pacific, don’t get me wrong, this is really nice, but… why are you doing this for me?” Vinyl asked. Pacific just giggled and petted Vinyl

“Well, you’re our most loyal DJ, for one, and you’re the best we’ve had, silly” she said, giggling a little, “You look a lot more comfortable this time around, why’s that?”

Her cheeks turned a shade of pink, but she kept her cool, “Well for one, my-” Ah, buck it, there’s no real harm in saying it, right? “-my diaper isn’t riding up my flank, nor is it slipping off or anything, so that’s a relief. And for two, I guess it’s also the fact that I don’t feel smushed in my space and have a bit more wiggle room, y’know?”

“Yeah, I understand. Also, did you just refer to your diaper as yours? That’s so adorable!” Pacific said, squealing a little

“Shut it. I’m just getting used to that as well” Vinyl countered, making Pacific deflate a little.

“Right right, not too pushy, got it. Still dry and clean, Vi-Vi?” she teased, looking at Vinyl’s diaper.

“Don’t call me that, and yes, still clean and dry” Vinyl replied

“Great! Keep up the good work!” Pacific called out as she walked- er, waddled away.

Still don’t get how anypony can dance with that padding on their flanks… she thought to herself as she drank from her bottle, watching the liquid empty itself from the bottle and into her mouth and down her throat. Vinyl looked through the crowd as she put on a different song, being ‘Troublemaker’, which was a song by Poly Murs (Pony counterpart of Olly Murs). As she looked through the crowd, all the ponies went silent and hoofsteps could be heard down the stairs. Vinyl stopped the music as a pony entered, one all too familiar to her eyes: Songbird Serenade.

What’s Songbird Serenade doing here?! I never would’ve thought that she was into this thing… Vinyl thought as she decided not to leave Songbird hanging, so she got the mic and spoke, “Ahem, fillies and gentlefoals, please give a warm welcome to popular singer, Songbird Serenade!”

The whole club erupted as applause and uproar filled the club, and even Pacific was surprised, as she had seen who had shown up. Vinyl saw Pacific clear through the many ponies to Songbird, shaking her hoof and sharing a hug with the pony. Pacific looked to be talking to Songbird, then pointed a hoof in Vinyl’s direction. Songbird nodded and smiled, making her way over to Vinyl. Vinyl instinctively got out of her crib-cage, landing on her hooves as Songbird approached her.

Songbird smiled as she spoke, “Vinyl Scratch, good to see you! Didn’t think I’d see you in a club like this” she giggled on that last bit. Vinyl took a second to look at Songbird’s diaper. It was black with gold gussets and frills, and as for the onesie, it was one that matched the color scheme of her mane.

“I should be asking you that question, Songbird… For being such a huge singer, you’re into this?” Vinyl asked, getting a giggle out of Songbird

“Want to take a break from your crib and get a drink with me?” Songbird offered as Vinyl blushed

“What about the music? Won’t it-” Vinyl attempted to say as Songbird took out one of her albums and put it on the turntable, allowing it to play

“There, all taken care of” Songbird said as she headed over to the bar. Vinyl glanced back at the half-full foal bottle, but just pulled her eyes away as she followed Songbird to the bar. Once she got to the bar, she hovered up with her wings, then lowered herself into a high chair, allowing herself to be buckled in. She looked over and just saw Vinyl leaning against the counter and her legs shaking, “Vinyl, dear, have a seat”

Vinyl looked at the high chair, sweating a little, “In that? No thanks”

“What’s wrong Vinyl? I can see your hind legs shaking, please sit down” Songbird encouraged, and Vinyl just sighed

“Fine” she said, climbing into the high chair as she sat there, “So, Songbird, what brings you to the Fountain Of Youth? Didn’t think this whole diaper thing would even be up your alley”

Songbird giggled as she took a sip of what looked to be a cocktail from her bottle, “Even the best singers in Equestria need a way to destress after a day of autographs, photoshoots, and everything”

“I guess that makes sense” Vinyl said, drinking a little bit of her beer. A burp slipped out of her mouth as she covered it, blushing pink in the cheeks

“Well excuse you, silly filly” Songbird said, giggling a little as Vinyl glared at her a bit

“Stop it, I’m not a silly filly” Vinyl said, still irritably blushing

“I’m just teasing you, Vinyl, I don’t mean nothing bad” Songbird said, smiling a little

“I know, I just don’t like being teased…” Vinyl said, sighing

“Awwwww, you’re no fun. I’m kidding though, you are, just that you’re bound to be teased in a place like this. Even my fans tease me and I end up getting all flustered and irritated, but I still love them” Songbird said as she paused and Vinyl heard something she hadn’t heard almost all day, and it wasn’t her this time

Hissssssssss…

Vinyl looked down at Songbird’s diaper, and the front began to enlarge and become puffier as Songbird blushed, sighing as she finished, “Ahhhhhhhhh, much better…”

“You just went in your…” Vinyl said, as she was surprised to see a popular icon wet herself in front of all these ponies

“Yep, I did. Haven’t gone since lunchtime” she said, giggling like a foal as she took a sip of her cocktail

“But you don’t feel any embarrassment? No shame for wetting your diaper like a little filly?” Vinyl said, clearly flabbergasted that Songbird showed no shame

“Vinyl, let me be completely honest with you. In here, nopony judges you, period. Everypony has one common understanding: We all wear diapers, we all use diapers, and we have no shame wearing them” Songbird said, petting Vinyl a little

“But… did you at least feel somewhat… wrong for using your diaper?” Vinyl asked as Songbird looked down a little, “Wait, I didn’t mean it like-”

“No no, it’s fine, but would you at least like to know what got me into the scene?” she said, which got Vinyl’s attention as she tilted up her shades

“I’m listening…” she said as Songbird took a long sip from her fruit cocktail, then set it down

“It all started after the defeat of the Storm King. Even when he was defeated, I still had PTSD from what’d happen, and it badly damaged my performances, both on and offstage. Sometimes I’d curl up onstage, or run offstage crying. It was that bad…” Songbird said, and a few tears shed as Vinyl rubbed her back softly

“Yikes, sorry to hear that…” Vinyl said, getting a soft smile from the singer

“After unsuccessful attempts at controlling my PTSD through therapy, nothing was working. Eventually, I turned to Celestia and Luna, the only other two ponies that I knew I could go to for answers. I asked them for anything, and after multiple pleas, they told me all about it. I didn’t quite understand what was so relaxing about wearing a diaper, but when I tried one on, I went to my ‘happy place’. I sang a few songs I loved as a itty bitty filly. It made the princesses giggle like little fillies, and they told me there was a place that would love my singing, saying that I sang like a mother putting her foals to sleep, or putting them at peace. The place was called Royal Canterlot Kindergarten, which was a bit of a nightclub just like the Fountain Of Youth, except it was large enough to have multiple things, such as a small playground, an air hockey table, a hottub, and a stage fit for a true singer. And believe it or not, they also have swim diapers for ponies who want to dip into the hottub” Songbird finished explaining, and halfway through, Vinyl’s jaw had dropped. She was surprised that the princesses were into this whole thing, that Songbird had such a rough past, and that there was another club just like the Fountain Of Youth.

“Wow, that’s…” Vinyl said, but she was at a loss for words

“Amazing? Surprising? Unbelievable? All technically true, but I’m not finished. So, like the Fountain Of Youth, The RCK has no bathrooms, and at the time, I found that quite annoying, as I did what anypony would do and would hold their bladder and bowels back for as long as possible, but of course, it was only a matter of time before it all burst. I’d do shows and performances frequently at the RCK due to how patient and gentle they were, not demanding like my other performances. Even when I tried keeping my maturity and image intact, it just wasn’t enough, as during one of my performances was nearing the end, it was too late as my bowels and bladder just wouldn’t hold any longer. As I received applause from the crowd, my bowels and bladder opened and I filled my diaper right on stage. As the whole crowd saw it, they all awwwwwed at what they saw, and I felt so embarrassed. After bawling my eyes out, my boss comforted me and gave me a change. After that day, I kept doing performances there because of how nice everypony was” Songbird concluding, finishing her cocktail

“That’s amazing, Songbird. I’m happy for you” Vinyl said, getting a pat from the singer

“Thank you, Vinyl. Now, Pacific has told me about your uneasiness working here at her club” Songbird said, sounding a tad serious

“Well… I’m not exactly used to this whole thing, Songbird…” Vinyl said, scratching the back of her head softly

“Neither was I when I became Royal Canterlot Kindergarten’s regular singer. It took me two weeks worth of performances to get used to wearing diapers, using them, and eventually, loving them” Songbird said as she gave her onesie a soft pat, giggling as she did

“Define ‘loving diapers’” Vinyl said, confused

“Wearing them often, using them, y’know, foal stuff. Not everyone has to love them, some just wear them for comfort” Songbird explained. She finished her cocktail and got down from the high chair, “Well, it’s getting late for me, dearies. Vinyl, it was a pleasure chatting with you, and I wish you the best of luck on your endeavors” she placed what looked to be 50 bits on the counter, waddling over to the stairs, “Oh, and Berry, keep the change, you cutie”

Berry blushed a little, putting all the bits in the register, “T-Thank you Songbird, you have a good night!”

“Royal Canterlot Kindergarten? She said it was like the Fountain Of Youth. Is that true, Berry?” Vinyl asked, feeling her bladder twitch a little, but she held it anyway.

“Yeah, I’ve been there a few times with Pacific, but it’s not the only one. There’s Forever Filly in Fillydelphia, Pamp My Flank in Las Pegasus, Crystal Cuddlers in the Crystal Empire, and Little Pilots in Cloudsdale. There’s probably a few more, but that’s as many as I can list off the top of my head” Berry said, polishing a foal bottle and hearing Songbird’s album come to an end, “You ought to get that. Sounds like it’s coming to an end”

“Right, should probably get back to it” Vinyl said, getting down from the high chair with a waddle.

“Just curious, but you’re on your second, right?” Berry asked

“Yeah, I still have yet to finish it” Vinyl said as she waddled over to her crib-cage and gripped the top of the crib, hoisting herself over as she winced in response to her bladder coming close to detonation Ah, buck it, nopony cares, just let go! She thought as she dropped into her crib-cage on her hooves, and as soon as her hooves hit the soft padding on the floor, she felt relaxed as her bladder released and her tail softly raise

Hissssssssssssss…

Once she was finished, she felt so relaxed. She didn’t know if it was a sign that she was drunk or if she genuinely didn’t care, but she just felt so relieved of that pressure. Was that a sign that she was… getting used to it?

Maybe I am getting used to it… but now’s not the time for that, Vinyl! She said as she took a stance at her turntables, looking through her records to see what to play next. There were many good choices, but she ended up choosing Rockabye by Clean Bandit featuring Sean Pony and Annie-Marie. She got a smile as she put it on and saw all the ponies in the club stop dancing for a second, soon sitting on their flanks as they just bopped their heads to the music. As Vinyl heard the music, she grabbed her beer and sat in her crib-cage, calmly suckling the nipple as she drank the beer from it, listening to the song.

She honestly felt so at peace with the song, it didn’t take her until she finished the bottle to notice it was even empty.

Second one… hopefully it’s enough… she said as she scooted back against the padded bars, relaxing until the next song