Ocellus slowly came to, feeling the leaves, grass, and moss underneath where she had fallen asleep in the center of the room. Her eyes slowly opened, and she gave her wings a quick flutter as she stretched her legs.

“Rise and shine, sleepyhead,” Sandbar greeted as he walked over from the burrow’s small stove. She gave him a smile as she sat up, and her lips met his as he leaned down for a kiss. She let her tongue slip into his mouth for just a moment, and it brushed the roof of his mouth before she pulled away with a bashful smile.

“Mm, that’s different,” the colt told her as he sat down across from her with a large bowl of soup and a large silicone-coated spoon. Her tongue had left a sour-sweet taste in his mouth that was… Oddly familiar.

“I was wondering when I’d get a chance to show that to you. Our nectar and saliva glands become a lot more… Flavorful, for mating season. You’ve been drinking it since you got here, mixed with a little honey, sugar, and water,” Ocellus told him, blushing.

“I was hoping this summer would be kinky in more than one or two ways,” Sandbar replied. “Although a little bit more straight from the source wouldn’t hurt.”

Ocellus giggled as he leaned in for another kiss, before looking down at the contents of the bowl; steaming fresh broccoli cheddar soup.

“Your dad and I made lunch, thought you wouldn’t want to sleep through it,” Sandbar told her.

“Thanks, smells delicious. And they actually let our little hatchling use the stove, tsk tsk,” Ocellus said, mocking a disapproval.

“Well, your dad told me there would be plenty of time to be a helpless foal, once the eggs get bigger and it becomes a lot more important for me not to move around as much,” Sandbar told her.

“That’s true,” Ocellus said, taking the first bite herself before taking the next spoonful and feeding her feedmate. “Have you been in that diaper all night and morning?”

Sandbar shook his head.

“Your mom changed me in the middle of breakfast. And honestly, not bad for just watching you once. She’s a—”

“Quick study.”

“Quick study.”

The two feedmates giggled as they finished the sentence together.

“Ah, she’s used that line before, I see,” Sandbar said as Ocellus continued alternating bites.

“Only dozens of times,” Carapace said as he came around the corner in from the main corridor. “Spiracle just went to make a deposit in the nursery pools, then went out in the gardens getting what we need to restock the pantry, so it’ll just be us three for about an hour or so.”

Carapace sat at the stone table, watching as Ocellus and Sandbar shared the large bowl of soup over the next five minutes. Just when Sandbar had taken the last bite, however, the expression on his face changed to one of worry, just before a long, rather juicy-sounding fart sounded from his diaper.

Ocellus couldn’t help but let out a belly-clutching laugh, until she saw the look on her feedmate’s face.

“You okay?” She asked.

“That felt… Weird…” Sandbar answered, his voice clearly concerned. Ever since he had been invited here, he had always considered the possibility that a change in diet was going to throw his digestive system out of whack… Not to mention whatever the presence of the eggs was going to do as well.

But still, that felt… Slick. It wasn’t the first time he had had diarrhea while in diapers, but he felt physically fine, and he had just had a ‘normal’ messy diaper during breakfast a few hours ago.

“Might as well take a look!” Ocellus said, setting the empty bowl and spoon over on what passed as the dish rack to be washed, before going over to Sandbar’s supplies and grabbing wipes, oil, and a fresh diaper.

Sandbar stayed where he was until Ocellus returned, and let himself be gently pushed onto his back. Well versed in this routine by now, Ocellus untaped the pony’s diaper, and opened it up.

“Yep, that’s what I thought it might be, it’s been over a day,” he heard Carapace comment, who had leaned over to take a look.

“What? What’s going on?” Sandbar asked, leaning up just far enough to get a look.

In the seat of his diaper, was glowing neon green goop.

“Gah! What happened?!” Sandbar asked in a panic.

“Shh, calm down, Sandbar,” Carapace told him, having the foresight to come over and put a hoof on the pony’s shoulder, and coax him into laying back down while Ocellus got his diaper area wiped down. “It’s nothing to be alarmed about. The eggs just had their first shedding. When they get enough nutrients, they shed their outer membranes in order to grow bigger.”

Sandbar let out a deep breath in exasperation, and the tension left his body immediately.

“Whew. I thought something had happened to them…” He admitted.

“Nope, all part of the process, don’t worry. That’ll happen again and again over the next several weeks. This means they’ve taken to your body quite well, in fact.”

“Apparently Thorax only told you about them growing, and not about how they’d grow,” Ocellus commented as she finished wiping him down and got the clean diaper slid underneath him and fastened around his tail.

Sandbar brought his front hooves to his abdomen again, feeling the eggs pulsate.

“Sorry about that, you little guys gave me a little bit of a scare…”

Ocellus paused in her work as she heard approaching hoofsteps from the entrance passageway, and a light teal, bronze-eyed changeling came around the corner.

“Oh, hey there Ocellus, Carapace… Just wanted to see what tasted so good in here, I felt it from out in the corridors,” the guest greeted.

“Hi there, Cornicle,” Ocellus replied. “Yup, here’s our little incubator for the summer. If you want more of a meal instead of just a taste, feel free to come on in. I should probably work on getting a sign put up outside our burrow for anyling who wants to try their hooves at being a caretaker for our little guy here.”

“Ah, I’m guessing that’s why you and Carapace look like that,” Cornicle said, before closing his eyes quickly, and in a flash of green light, changed into his pre-Metamorphosed appearance.

“You could say that. My feedmate here has a little bit of a kink for being captured and… Taken advantage of…” Ocellus explained, getting a blush out of Sandbar for her efforts.

Cornicle took one look at the contents of Sandbar’s used diaper as he sat down next to the colt as he was being changed by Ocellus.

“The eggs have already begun shedding?” he asked.

“This was the first time. It freaked him out for a second, he was afraid something had happened to the eggs,” Carapace explained.

“Ah. No worries, little pony. They’re quite hardy little parasites… And if they’ve begun to grow, this will help too…”

With that, Cornicle leaned down over Sandbar’s abdomen, and with his tongue nearly dripping with saliva, began to gently lick across his belly.

Sandbar fought against his ticklishness, and couldn’t help but squirm lightly as Ocellus got the mineral oil drizzled over his diaper area before getting the clean diaper taped up, and the dirty one rolled up and thrown away, while Cornicle continued to lick his way across Sandbar’s lower half.

“I’m, heheheh, guessing this does something?” Sandbar asked, trying not to giggle constantly.

“Yep,” Ocellus replied as she came and sat down on his left side across from Cornicle. “Routine coatings of changeling saliva will help keep your skin and coat conditioned when the eggs get big enough for your stomach to expand. Then, after you’ve laid them, it’ll also prevent the appearance of stretch marks when everything shrinks back down. You know… For, um, less evidence back then. Here Cornicle, you take the right side, I’ll take the left.”

Sandbar laid there in his clean diaper while his belly and sides were more or less bathed by Ocellus and Cornicle, giving him a warm tingly feeling as he closed his eyes and let himself bask in this new sensation.

With the kinks that he had brought to this little summer getaway, he was now beginning to wonder if he was going to return home with one or two more...

Author's Note

Two story updates in one day, been awhile since I've done that!

As always, thanks for reading!