Crinkle, Crinkle, Hooray!
Author's Note
(WARNING!: Make no mistake this IS a padded pony fic! And as such as it will contain content that some readers will find disturbing! If you are uncomfortable with the idea of ponies in diapers, please click elsewhere and DO NOT, I repeat DO NOT READ!
For those who choose to stay, expect to see the following:
Diapers - Heavy
Ageplay - Heavy
AB/DL Themes - Medium to Heavy
Diaper Usage (Wetting) - Light to Medium
Diaper Usage (Messing) - Light to Medium
Implied Diaper Usage (Wetting and Messing) - Light)
Well, when Pipp has been getting the lion's share of padded artwork so far, how could I not do something with it?
I've once again aware of the possible shipping fuel with these characters, but it is purely a platonic friendship and nothing more here.
I did originally plan to do more with Alphabittle, but with this fic being so long as it was I decided not to stretch it out any further. As for that bit at the end, I'm gonna hold off until I know how long it'll be until Misty officially joins the group before I do anything with her in any sequels to this.
Crinkle, Crinkle, Hooray!
Izzy wished more than anything she was skilled enough to teleport. Apparently, it was something unicorns used to be able to do a lot way back when. But nopony in Bridlewood was anywhere close to being able to do such a thing. Heck, most unicorns were still getting used to the idea of having magic period and being able to actually cast spells.
But teleporting would've really been helpful right now as the unicorn with a sort of lavenderish-pink coat was waiting impatiently by the clearing at the edge of Bridlewood for Sunny to arrive. Behind the unicorn were a bunch of inconspicuous looking boxes, their contents known only to her. And now, she was bringing those contents with her to Maretime Bay, to the Crystal Brighthouse.
That decision was nagging at the unicorn, enough to dampen Izzy's sparkle. Usually, she was very much a go with the flow kind of pony. The uncertainty surrounding what she was doing, however, was enough to make even her feel nervous. Sunny taking forever to arrive (or so it felt) certainly wasn't helping matters.
Deciding that there was only one thing to do in a situation like this, Izzy lit up her horn and carefully pushed the boxes to where they were hidden from sight behind a bush. She would come back for them later, right now there was a certain somepony she needed to talk to. A pony she knew she could always turn to for advice: Alphabittle.
Alphabittle, for his part, was completely unaware of anything Izzy was doing up to this point. He didn't suspect anything when he happened to look up from dusting off his trusty puzzle cube and saw the mare come strolling into the Crystal Teahouse. Just by looking into her eyes, he could immediately sense something was off. She was troubled, and she was coming to him specifically because she felt she needed to talk to him.
Sure enough, Izzy strolled up to the bar and sat in one of the chairs. She didn't even bother to place an order for tea, she just locked eyes with Alphabittle.
The stallion knew at once what was expected of him. "Something on your mind, kid?" He innocently asked as he set his rag and puzzle cube aside.
"Well, how much do you really know?" Izzy vaguely asked.
Alphabittle blinked. "Know about what?" Then it hit him, and he leaned close to his fellow unicorn and whispered (so as not to be overheard by the teahouse's other occupants). "Oh, you mean your diapers and stuff?"
Rather than reply with words, Izzy just gave a firm confirming nod as she looked up very slowly.
The stallion maintained what appeared to be a smile as he told the mare. "Well, I'd assume you wouldn't be asking for those supplies if you weren't, you know, using them. Why do you ask?"
Izzy whispered back. "Well, I'm taking them with me to Maretime Bay, to the Crystal Brighthouse. But part of me isn't sure if I want to do that. Part of me wants to just leave them here in Bridlewood and come back for them whenever I think I need them."
"So you're not leaving Bridlewood forever?" Alphabittle guessed. "It really wouldn't be the same without you, Izzy. I mean it."
The unicorn mare with a knack for sensing a pony's inner sparkle slowly nodded and whispered. "I thought you of all ponies would be glad I'm leaving. You basically raised me more than my parents did. If it wasn't for you, I'm not sure I'd have ever gotten out of diapers as a foal."
The tall unicorn stallion chuckled. "Hey, that was then and this is now. Personally, it's not surprising to me that you'd have that interest. It's like part of you is still a kid at heart. And whatever makes you happy makes you happy. It's not my place to pry, even if I'm more or less the pony everypony looks to in these parts whenever there's a problem," Then he added while still whispering. "If you're really worried about your you know what's, I don't think you should be. You already told me that Sunny knows about your 'little' secret."
Izzy nodded quite slowly as she seemed to swallow a lump in her throat. "Yeah, but she's the only other pony who knows about this besides you: Well, you and Senior Butterscotch anyway," And she was quick to point out. "But he couldn't tell a soul even if he wanted to."
"So, even if your other friends don't care for it, you'll still have Sunny, Senior Butterscotch and myself," Alphabittle pointed out. "And from what you've told me about your friends, I don't think any of them will really mind. You shouldn't feel ashamed of who you are or what you like. It's what makes you you, and that's the Izzy your friends know and love." He delivered the last line with a knowing wink.
"I... guess so," Izzy slowly replied as she blinked her eyes. "You always do seem to know more than I think you should about stuff like this. Maybe next time I come back to Bridlewood, I'll let you be my caretaker. If you're still interested, anyway."
The stallion simply said to his fellow unicorn in reply. "I'll think about it. But something tells me you won't be coming back to Bridlewood with your..." He leaned in close and whispered. "'Supplies' anytime soon. I may not have your ability to see a pony's 'sparkle', whatever that is, but I do have my own senses," Just then, in the distance there came the sound of a loud thud and a crash! Despite not being anywhere close to the source of the disturbance, Alphabittle still jumped in surprise! "What was that?!"
The unicorn mare rose from her seat very slowly. "That's probably Sunny now. Better not keep her waiting," And with that she departed the teahouse, though not before saying to Alphabittle. "Thanks for the advice, Alphabittle."
"Don't mention it, it's on the house!" Alphabittle replied, and then went back to what he had been doing before. All the while, the smile on his face had not faded in the slightest.
After retrieving the boxes of her "supplies" from behind the bush, Izzy hauled them out to the edge of the forest. Sure enough, waiting for her at the outskirts was a rather strange looking yet familiar (to Izzy anyway) flying machine. It didn't take long for her to recognize it as The Marestream. Hard to believe that Sunny's lantern had converted one of Izzy's unicycling projects into something so sleek and incredible.
One of the Marestream's side doors opened up, and out stumbled Sunny with a raging blush on her cheeks. "Sorry!" She sincerely apologized to Izzy. "Flying this thing's even harder than trying to fly on my own power. I know Zipp gave me a few lessons before I agreed to this, but it's a lot more complicated than she makes it sound."
"Hey, that's alright. You did better than me the first time I tried to fly it," Izzy giggled. "It must be the powers of your lantern or something, Sunny, because even though I crashed the Marestream into a lake it emerged from it without a scratch." She then used her magic to quickly yet carefully haul the boxes onto the flying machine.
Sunny watched as her unicorn friend placed the boxes in the back of The Marestream for safekeeping. "Are you sure you couldn't just have Zipp be the one to pick you up here?" She questioned.
Izzy shook her head from side to side. "She'd ask too many questions even if I told her it was a secret. She'd probably treat it like one of her investigations, and wouldn't stop until she found the answers. I'd rather wait and tell her about it on my own terms, whenever I feel ready to do so."
A smile formed on Sunny's face as she told Izzy. "You're so lucky to be able to get all those foal supplies. If I tried to order anything in Maretime Bay, I'd be found out for sure. Heck, when Sprout was still a bedwetter, his mom had to order all his stuff through Canterlogic just to keep ponies from finding out," And she giggled a little. "Where did you ever find diapers that were so... big?"
"Ask Alphabittle," Izzy replied with a swish of her tail. "He seems to know where to find things in Bridlewood that nopony else sells. And he sells 'em for a pretty reasonable price too," Then, once she'd loaded all the boxes into The Marestream, she bounced up to the cockpit in front as Sunny joined her. "Now come on! Enough chit chat! Let's get back to Maretime Bay before our friends start wondering where we've been! Don't need to make 'em think something happened to us!"
Hesitantly, Sunny took the controls once more. "A-alright, alright," She nervously answered. And was quick to warn her fellow mare. "Don't be surprised if the ride is a bit more... turbulent than expected. From now on, I think I'll leave the flying of this thing to Zipp. It's hard enough learning how to fly with wings, learning how to fly a machine is so complicated." Still, she eased the flying machine up into the air, and began to more or less steer it on a course to Maretime Bay and the Crystal Brighthouse.
After several bumps, jolts and brief moments of bobbing up and down in mid-air, The Marestream touched down on the grass outside the Crystal Brighthouse, and stepped Sunny and Izzy who were quite shaken but otherwise unharmed.
"Never thought I'd be happier to have my hooves on solid ground!" Sunny exclaimed as she and Izzy took a moment to gather their bearings. Once they had done so, she asked her unicorn friend. "Need any help with your... well... stuff?"
Izzy eagerly bounced to the back of The Marestream and threw open the doors to either side as she declared! "Nope! I'm good enough with magic where moving heavy things like boxes is no sweat! Once you get the hang of it, it's really quite simple! Maybe I'll teach you a few things once you get the hang of your alicorn form's wings. After all, if an alicorn like Princess Twilight could seal magic inside of crystals, a pony like you should be able to move things much heavier than this without breaking a sweat."
Sunny was quick to caution. "Just be careful not to leave anything lying around. Remember, our friends share the Brighthouse with us. We may have separate beds, but we're all more or less roommates."
The unicorn chipperly replied. "Don't worry, Sunny. I'm really good at keeping things hidden. After all, Zipp and I kept The Marestream's existence a secret from you, Pipp and Hitch while Zipp and I were working on it." Then, with her magic, she began hauling the boxes whose contents were known only to her and Sunny out of The Marestream and into the Brighthouse.
Sunny, out of courtesy, opened the front doors for Izzy and followed her inside. The two had barely taken their first steps into the familiar confines of the Brighthouse when they were greeted by the presence of their friends: Hitch, Zipp and Pipp. And of course, all eyes were soon drawn to the heavy boxes Izzy was carrying in the soft glow of her horn.
Zipp was, unsurprisingly, the first to ask questions. "What have you got there, Izzy? More crafting supplies for your little projects?"
"You better not be trying to smuggle in anything illegal, Izzy," Hitch half-teased, half-warned. "Smuggling is against the law, you know."
Izzy vaguely replied. "Oh, I know. And trust me, I'm not smuggling in anything illegal. In fact, I'm not really 'smuggling' in anything. I'm just bringing some special supplies that I kept at my home in Bridlewood. Figured I should keep them where I'm gonna be staying most often from now on."
"Then, what are they?" Zipp questioned as she flew close to one of the boxes and tapped a hoof against it. She tried to listen close for any telltale sounds, but the sounds she heard from her knock gave her no leads or clues.
Hesitantly, Izzy answered. "Can't tell you, it's a secret."
Surprisingly, Pipp (who had up to this moment remained unusually silent) spoke up and flew over to pull Zipp away from the box. "Well if it's a secret, Izzy, then it'd be rude of us to make you tell us. Everypony has secrets, after all."
"Exactly!" Sunny spoke up. "If Izzy wants to tell you, she will. But if she doesn't, then that's okay too."
Meanwhile, as the unicorn continued carrying the boxes through the Brighthouse, she swore she could see Pipp giving her the most unusual glances. Almost as if the pop-star pegasus princess knew more than she was letting on. But that couldn't be. There was no way she could know what was in the boxes. Could she?
Once Izzy had gotten settled in and successfully stashed her secret supplies in a place where she was certain nopony could find them, she breathed a sigh of relief. None of her friends suspected a thing (besides Sunny of course, since she knew about the secret and what it entailed).
For several days afterward, everything proceeded just the way it had before. Izzy was extremely careful about when she chose to indulge, the unicorn mare doing so only when she could be sure she would have the Crystal Brighthouse more or less to herself (or when she could be certain Sunny would be there to cover for her). The only problem she faced was disposing of the "evidence" afterward. It wasn't as discreet as she was used to doing in Bridlewood, and it was of great relief to her that taking care of it all was still doable without accidentally revealing her secret to the rest of her friends.
Then one day by chance, Izzy happened to be approached by Pipp in the Brighthouse while everypony else was busy doing their own thing. Was it the unicorn's imagination, or did the younger princess have an even bigger smile than usual? Come to think of it, Pipp had been spending a lot of time without her phone ever since Izzy had come back from Bridlewood. That struck Izzy as most odd, Pipp never liked to be without her phone if she could help it.
Pipp's greenish-gold eyes stared directly into Izzy's moderate purple eyes, almost as if judging them for some kind of expression. The pegasus' body language conveyed she was going to great lengths to contain and conceal her enthusiasm about something. "Izzy," She managed to get out with a smile. "Mind if we go somewhere for a little chat between friends? You know: One mare to another?"
"You mean, like a secret meeting just for the two of us?" Izzy guessed.
Pipp firmly nodded. "Yeah. There's something I'd really like to discuss with you. Something I've never discussed with anypony else face to face."
Somewhat hesitantly, Izzy managed to reply. "...Okay, I guess. We can go up to the bedrooms, nopony's up there right now. But we should probably make it quick so nopony gets suspicious."
Pipp waved a hoof. "Oh relax, Izzy. It won't take long. I promise." And with a flap of her wings she was off, with Izzy following close behind.
Soon, the two mares were up in the shared bedroom that featured the five different beds that belonged to each occupant of the Crystal Brighthouse.
Izzy was seated upon the floor while Pipp fluttered overhead. And the unicorn saw fit to ask. "So, what is it you wanted to talk about?" Mentally, she braced herself for what she thought the conversation would be. This was something she'd been rehearsing in the back of her mind for such an occasion as this one.
It was then that the pastel pink pegasus princess proudly pronounced. "Izzy, I'd like you to join me for a special charity livestream! It's truly one of a kind!"
"Oh, is that all?" The unicorn mare asked. There had to be more to this surprise secret meeting than that.
A blush started to form on Pipp's face as she slowly fluttered down to Izzy's level. "Well, yes and no. Probably better to show you rather than tell you. Just... promise me you won't tell any of our friends, not even Zipp. What I'm about to show you is super duper top secret!"
At that Izzy blinked slowly as something began to dawn on her. "Wait a minute!" She all but gasped! "Pipp! Are you saying what I think you're trying to say?!"
The blush on Pipp's face deepened, spreading from her cheeks to the entire front of her face until it had turned a bright shade of crimson red. "Well, that depends. In fact, why don't I answer your question with another question?" And without bothering to wait for a reply she declared. "Were those 'supplies' in your crate really a bunch of adult foal things? Like pacifiers, and bottles, and diapers and all that stuff?"
The unicorn mare's eyes widened in surprise as she took a step back! "Does that mean you're..."
But the unicorn needn't have bothered to ask, because Pipp readily confirmed the suspicion. "I am! I'm an adult foal! And I'm guessing you are too!" A confirming nod was all Pipp got in response, and it was all she needed to hear! "Oh my hoofness! My hunch was right, Izzy! Oh, I'm so glad I'm not the only one with that interest! It makes what I'm about to say so much easier!" Clearing her throat and regaining her composure, she explained. "In a few days, I'm hosting an ageplay live stream for charity. It's for the special Pippsqueaks, and it's raise money for foalcare stores and hospitals right here in Maretime Bay."
When the shock of Pipp's confession wore off, Izzy managed to ask. "Okay, but what does that have to do with my secret?"
Pipp started to excitedly flutter about the room as she explained! "Because, I was hoping to invite you to join me! I've already made sure the Crystal Brighthouse will be unoccupied: Sunny, Hitch and Zipp all have their own little things they'll be doing on that day. The entire Brighthouse will be ours and ours alone! We'll get to foal out to our heart's content and raise money for a good cause!"
Izzy had to pinch herself just to be sure she wasn't dreaming. This was all too good to be true. "Are you sure you're not pulling my leg, Pipp?" She felt the need to ask.
"If I was, would I have these?!" The pegasus princess asked as she flew over to her bed, bent down underneath it and pulled out a well worn box that had been ripped open. Inside it were several large, thick white diapers with colorful cartoon characters printed all over them. And all of the diapers looked like they were perfectly sized for a pony of Pipp's height and weight. Pipp quickly took one from the box and slipped it on with the greatest of ease, proving that the diapers did indeed fit her perfectly. She even shook it and pressed a hoof to it, delighting in the crinkles it admitted as a result.
"Where'd you get those?" The unicorn asked the padded pony in her presence. "I have to get all of my diapers and foal supplies from Alphabittle. And he won't tell me where he gets them from."
The padded pegasus pondered aloud. "Maybe he gets 'em from the same place I get mine. There's an entire underground market for things like this. You just have to know the right ponies," Then with a wink she said. "I've even got a way to spin it if anypony were to see me in one of these by accident. No one's ever too young to be my fan. Besides, sometimes even princesses need protection, right?"
The currently un-padded unicorn blinked slowly as she absorbed the information. "I guess that makes sense," Then a thought struck her. "But what about Mane Melody?"
Pipp waved a hoof. "Oh, don't worry. Rocky and Jazz can manage just fine without me. I really only stop by there from time to time to make sure everything's running smoothly. I already made sure they know not to call on me during the livestream. And you needn't worry, the livestream's only viewable to ponies who have the link. It's a link only I can create, which means I can control who gets to see it. That's why it's for the special Pippsqueaks only, even though it is for charity."
"And you're sure you want me to join you for it?" Izzy asked.
Pipp nodded quite firmly. "Of course. It'll be so much more fun with a fellow adult foal. That is, if you want to join in. You don't have to do it if you don't want to. It would mean a lot to me if you did, though."
Hesitantly, Izzy managed to force out. "I'll... I'll think about it."
The padded pegasus waddled over and gave Izzy a pit on the forehead (taking care to avoid the unicorn's horn while doing so). "Take your time. The livestream isn't for another week, still. Plenty of time for you to make up your mind. If you want to join in, great! If not, that's okay. Whatever you feel comfortable with. That's what's most important to me," Then she whispered. "But remember, you can't say a word of this to any of our friends. In fact, don't tell anypony about any of this." And thus, Izzy was sworn to secrecy.
Over the course of the next few days, Izzy thought about Pipp's proposal over and over again. Pipp had already gone to great lengths to show off that secret side of herself, and reveal that she apparently knew about Izzy's secret as well.
Truth be told, Pipp had been the pony Izzy had dreaded the most about finding out that the unicorn was an adult foal. She'd expected somepony like Pipp to be put off by such a thing and what it often involved. Yet Pipp hadn't batted an eye once while telling Izzy about her own secret adult foal self. So now there were at least three ponies who knew about Izzy's "little" secret, one of which just so happened to have a similar secret herself.
But the more she thought about it, the more Izzy found herself conflicted and unsure. Even if it was for charity, would she really be okay showing off that side of herself on a camera for who knew how many ponies? When she'd been doing it in the comfort of her own home back in Bridlewood, all those concerns had been far away and distant. Since her friends rarely visited her there, the fear of being found out had never really occurred to the unicorn. Maretime Bay was different.
Thinking about it gave Izzy more than a few sleepless nights. Yet she knew she couldn't talk to anypony to get their opinion: Not even Sunny or Alphabittle (or even Senior Butterscotch even though Izzy knew he wouldn't be able to tell anypony else). But how she wished she could. She could really use their advice right about now.
Eventually, as the date for the livestream drew closer and closer, Izzy decided to sort out the conflicting feelings in her mind and make a decision. For better or for worse, she would stick to said decision and see it through wherever it may lead. So it was that, the day before the livestream, the unicorn finally approached Pipp in private.
"Hey, Izzy," Pipp greeted. "Have you made up your mind yet about joining me for the livestream? I need a decision soon so I can prepare accordingly."
The unicorn mare with a light pink coat swallowed the lump in her throat, plucking up a courage she hadn't known since she'd made that decision all those years ago to leave Bridlewood and come to Maretime Bay. She hoped this decision would also be one she would look back on as the right one to have made. "Pipp," She paused for a moment to gather her thoughts, looking deep into the pegasus' eyes before finally telling her. "I'm in!"
Pipp was practically ecstatic at the news! "Oh, that's fantastic!" She flew close and hugged Izzy tightly! "Thank you so much, Izzy! We're gonna have so much fun together, I'm sure of it!" Just like that, everything was set into motion. There was no turning back now.
The next day, anticipation built from the moment Izzy and Pipp woke up. Anticipation they had to go to great lengths to conceal from their friends, lest anypony get suspicious.
At last, after what felt like hours, Sunny, Hitch and Zipp all left the Brighthouse as scheduled. Pipp and Izzy were finally alone! Everything was ready to begin!
"Come on!" Pipp said once the emptiness of the Brighthouse sank in for the two soon to be padded mares. Her smile was growing so big it looked like it could fall right off her face at any moment. "Let's go get everything set up, and then we can foal out together!" She then took Izzy by the hoof and led her away, all the while brimming with confidence and excitement! An excitement that quickly spread to Izzy! This was it, this was really happening!
The two ponies soon made their way back upstairs to the shared bedrooms, Pipp revealing that in the time since they had last been up there she had somehow managed to put together a giant crib, a giant playpen filled to the brim with sized up foal toys, a giant make-shift changing table (which really just consisted of a giant mat and the necessary changing supplies) and two giant high-chairs. In addition, Pipp's phone had been set on a large stand that enabled it to capture the entirety of this huge nursery. "Ta-da!" She proudly proclaimed and waved a hoof!
Izzy was speechless!
The pegasus princess excitedly replied as her wings unfolded. "I had everything shipped over last night while the others were asleep. From there, it was just a matter of waiting until I knew for sure none of them would have to come back up here today. As you can see, I've got everything we'll need to make this livestream a big success: Including plenty of diapers of course. We'll be going through at least a couple of them before all's said and done."
"Oh, you use them too?" Izzy asked.
Pipp nodded. "Yes. I wasn't kidding when I said even princesses need protection. Don't worry, I've got provisions in place for any potty emergencies that'll come up. Not everything needs to be on-camera after all."
The unicorn mare breathed a small sigh of relief, at least she could take comfort in the fact that any "accidents" she might have during the livestream wouldn't be seen live.
The pastel pink pegasus princess then flew over to one of the open boxes of diapers, taking one out and unfolding it as she held it in her hooves. "Ah, perfect. Nice and thick! Just the way I like 'em!" She exclaimed.
Izzy nodded as she trotted over. "I agree, the thicker the better. Poofy padding is the way to go!"
Pipp smiled anew. "Now you're talking, Izzy! So let's not waste anymore time! We'll put on our diapers, and then we can get this livestream going! After that, we can do whatever we want together. The entire Brighthouse is our nursery!" She proceeded to fly over to the changing mat and lay down upon it. With practiced precision, she taped the diaper around her waist and then stood up. Despite the added bulk pushing her legs apart, she had no trouble walking and waddling around. Heck, she even flew for a bit just to prove that the extra weight gave her no trouble at all.
Izzy followed soon afterward, using her hooves rather than her magic to get the diaper snuggly secured around her. Although these diapers were slightly different from the ones she'd always worn, there wasn't really a difference in the way they felt. As such, after a little bit of walking around, the unicorn mare quickly adjusted to the padding. She even delighted in how easily it compressed and crinkled with every step she took. Extra touches like that made all the difference in her opinion.
"Okay, are we ready?" The padded pegasus princess asked her fellow big foal.
The padded unicorn nodded back. "I think so. I'm ready if you are, Pipp!"
Pipp smiled once again! "Excellent!" She replied and flew over to the stand her phone rested upon. She carefully reached out a hoof and pressed a button. There was a faint beeping noise, and her eyes noticed a familiar red circle reflected in the bottom right corner of her screen. "Hey there, special Pippsqueaks!" She greeted with a wave of her hoof. "Welcome to another charity livestream, hosted by yours truly! Crinkle, crinkle, hooray!"
Izzy knew then and there that the moment had come. The livestream was under way. She couldn't back out now even if she wanted to.
"Remember, everypony," Pipp spoke up after pausing for a moment or two. "The donation link is at the bottom of your screens. Every bit you spend is going to a good cause: Maretime Bay's foalcare stores and hospitals. Let's try to beat the record I set last time I did one of these streams, shall we?" Then she turned towards Izzy. "By the way, I brought a special guest with me this time. Go ahead and introduce yourself."
Izzy gazed at the phone as she sat there on her padded plot. For a moment, she was unsure of what exactly to say. Why was she suddenly so camera shy even though she'd known this would be part of it?
The silence faded soon, though, as Izzy found the words she wanted to say. "Hi, everypony!" She greeted! "My name's Izzy! Izzy Moonbow, but you can just call me Izzy! I'm the special guest Pipp mentioned," She blushed a bit as she poked a hoof at her padding, making it compress and crinkle. "Um... I guess that's all I need to say. I'm just here, hanging out with Pipp. It's... my first time doing this sort of thing: A livestream, I mean, cause I've worn diapers before and definitely acted like a big foal."
Pipp let out a childish giggle as she turned the phone back towards her. "I think that's good enough. Now Izzy and I are just gonna do normal adult foal things for right now. We'll play together, eat together, things like that. But feel free to make suggestions in the comments. If I like an idea that's proposed, I might turn it into a donation incentive to keep things interesting. But I'm not including any diaper using incentives, I don't wanna pressure Izzy into anything she's not comfortable with." Then she turned away from the phone and fluttered over towards Izzy.
"Okay, so now what do we do?" Izzy asked her fellow padded pony.
Pipp giggled once again. "Whatever we feel like doing, Izzy. We've got the whole Brighthouse to ourselves, and this livestream's just getting started. We've got all day to do tons of foal stuff together!" She then gestured a hoof to the giant playpen. "Come on, let's go to the playpen. There's tons of stuff in there for us to play with," She briefly turned back to her phone with a knowing wink. "And Pippsqueaks, feel free to suggest toys we can play with. I've got a huge variety."
The two padded mares proceeded to waddle together towards the giant playpen, all the while every step they took and every action they performed was being recorded live by Pipp's phone. If the sounds it was making were any indication, the audience was hooked and the donations were already pouring in. That was good.
Soon, with a chorus of crisp crinkles, the two padded ponies plopped proudly onto their padded plots as they positioned themselves on opposite ends of the playpen. Pipp, however, soon got out of the playpen and flew off to retrieve something. "BRB, Pippsqueaks!" She said to the phone. She returned shortly, holding two rubber objects in her hooves: One was a baby blue in color and the other was baby pink.
The unicorn mare's mouth almost dropped open in shock and surprise! "Are those..."
Pipp proudly nodded and presented one to her fellow padded pony. "Yup: Pacifiers. Unlike Sparky's, I know these ones are clean."
"Is Sparky the reason why you decided to do livestreams like this?" Izzy asked before she plopped the baby blue pacifier into her mouth.
Pipp shook her head from side to side and spoke through her pacifier (giving her voice something of a lisp in the process). "Nope. I was already doing this before Sparky hatched from his egg. In fact, I used to do livestreams like these all the time back in Zephyr Heights, even before I got out of diapers as a foal. Mom didn't seem to mind if it meant I was happy and occupied. I tried to get Zipp to join me in one a long time ago when we were only toddlers, but she had to be a poopy head and refuse. Oh well, her loss."
Izzy giggled. "Wow! Zipp wasn't kidding when she said you livestream everything!"
The padded pegasus princess protested. "Well, not really everything. Obviously, there are some things I have to keep private, especially from the paparazzi. You wouldn't believe how obsessed they can be. That's part of the reason why I moved to Maretime Bay with Zipp, gave me much more freedom to indulge in things like this," She then looked back to her phone on its stand. "And Pippsqueaks, no matter where you are or who you are, I'll always have time for you."
Izzy, meanwhile, decided to occupy herself with the first thing her wandering eyes happened to come across in the playpen: A series of giant alphabet blocks. Just like whenever she'd foal out back in Bridlewood, she naturally gravitated towards them, feeling inspired to build all sorts of buildings with them.
As for Pipp, she seemed to be engrossed in playing with a rattle: Shaking it, and banging it against the sides of the playpen while delighting in the sounds it made when she did so.
The padded unicorn didn't mind playing alone. If Pipp wanted to join her, she was more than welcome to. In the meantime, the unicorn was quite content to play at her own pace. As she did so, the only sounds she could hear were the sucking of pacifiers and the crinkling of diapers as she and Pipp occupied themselves with their own separate interests.
In no time at all, Izzy had built what seemed to her like a truly impressive block tower! It seemed like it easily dwarfed any previous construction attempt she'd made with her own alphabet blocks. Then again, maybe Pipp had just "borrowed" some of Izzy's toys for whatever reason, because the blocks similar to the ones Izzy was used to playing with.
Yet as she sat there, admiring her work, Izzy was shocked to see it all come crashing down right before her eyes! And she soon saw what the reason was for it! Pipp had swung her rattle round, knocking off a few of the blocks in the middle and causing the whole tower to collapse in on itself. "Oopsie!" She said with childish worry, even swishing her tail and shaking her padded rump as she did so.
"That does it!" The padded unicorn roared in a playful tone of voice as she stood up on her hind legs, locking eyes with her fellow padded mare.
Pipp didn't have time to react, before she felt herself be tackled by Izzy and rolled onto her back where she lay completely exposed. "H-hey now!" She squeaked and threw up her hooves in a protective gesture. "I was just playing, Izzy. It was an accident, I swear."
Izzy looked down at her fellow padded mare, and a cheeky grin spread across her face. "Oh really?" She asked, appearing to feign ignorance.
"P-please, play nice!" Pipp insisted. Either she truly was afraid of what Izzy would do to her, or she was just that good at acting. Well, either way would work fine.
The unicorn mare looked to the phone on the stand, making sure it was still recording and no technical glitches were interrupting the livestream. Once she was satisfied that everything was still going, she turned back to Pipp. "It's a good thing this is a livestream, because everypony can see what I'm about to do to you!"
The padded pegasus questioned. "And what are you gonna-" But before she could reply, she felt Izzy lower herself down to the pegasus' exposed tummy and blow on it repeatedly.
"Say hello to my little friend, the tickle monster!" Izzy playfully roared as she momentarily paused in her raspberry blowing. For good measure, she brought her front hooves down on Pipp's tummy and moved them up and down.
Pipp quickly kicked about in her pampers, trying in vain to escape the tickle torture she was being subjected to. "S-stop!" She faintly whimpered in a playful tone of voice. "C-come on, now! M-mercy! P-please!"
Izzy either didn't hear Pipp's request, or did and chose not to acknowledge it. Either way, she continued her tickling assault as Pipp howled with laughter for everypony watching the livestream to hear! "Who would've guessed the pampered princess was vulnerable to tickles?" She teased.
Eventually, Pipp managed to force out. "S-stop, Izzy! You're gonna make me wet myself!"
Then and only then did the padded unicorn mare bring her abrupt attack to an end, slowly easing off as she allowed Pipp to rest and catch her breath. But to Izzy's surprise, once Pipp had recovered she just flew over to her phone and fiddled around with the buttons on it for a moment. Then she flew back. "There we go, all set." She said to herself and sat down.
Before Izzy had a chance to ask, she heard a familiar hissing sound reach her ears. She first looked down at her own diaper, only to see that it was still spotless. So that meant only one thing. Sure enough, when she looked at Pipp she could see a dark patch quickly spreading out from the seat and growing by the second.
Pipp, for her part, just had a content look on her face as her bladder continued to empty itself. Only once she was certain she had finished did she stand up, and as she did so the dark spot on her diaper began to slowly fade. "Ah, much better." She sighed to herself.
The padded unicorn was utterly speechless! She had figured Pipp would probably end up using her diaper at some point, but to see her do so in such a way that conveyed the pegasus had clearly done this all before, it was enough to make even a padded pony like Izzy unable to think of anything to say.
As Pipp's greenish-gold eyes looked back to Izzy, she seemed to realize what her ageplaying partner was thinking. "Oh, don't worry, Izzy. I made sure to put up a filter before I went pee-pee. I always come prepared for any emergency. Why else do you think I got these super thick diapers? They're far more absorbent than any cheap brand you could buy in a store. These are guaranteed to be at least twice as absorbent," She stood up and waddled over, patting her diapered rear as she proclaimed. "See? You can barely tell I did anything."
Izzy looked, and sure enough she could see that the dark spot from before had all but vanished completely. The cartoon characters printed on the seat had faded slightly, but other than that there was nothing to indicate the diaper had been used. "Wow! Your diapers are even more absorbent than mine, and mine are pretty absorbent as it is! They've never leaked once since I started wearing 'em."
The padded pegasus princess proudly nodded. "Oh I know, leaks would be an absolute nightmare! I don't know how I'd ever get rid of the evidence if that happened. The first few times, I couldn't leave the bathroom until I knew for sure they wouldn't leak even a drop," She then added. "I should probably go get powdered though so I don't get a rash. It's not time for a change yet, these diapers can hold so much more!" She flew off, though not before saying to Izzy. "If you want, you can go ahead and use your diaper now. I'll turn off the filter after I come back."
Realizing that now was probably as good a time as any, the unicorn mare leaned back and relaxed as she opened her floodgates. Her diaper quickly swelled up and grew warmer, and just like Pipp's diaper the cartoon characters began to fade. Yet by the time she was done, Izzy was quite certain that her diaper could easily hold far more. At the very least it could sustain itself through another heavy wetting.
A moment later, Pipp came fluttering back with a bottle of foal powder held in her hooves. "Something told me you might need this too, Izzy," She said and carefully tossed it to her fellow padded pony. "Go ahead, help yourself." Then she flew back into the playpen and sat back down, causing a small cloud of foal powder to poof out from her legholes.
Izzy giggled as she used her magic to pull back her diaper, working in a generous helping of foal powder as her nostrils were tickled by the faint scent of cornstarch that began wafting through the air. Once finished, she set the bottle down and placed it outside the playpen.
"Goodness, Izzy!" Pipp teased. "You didn't have to put nearly that much foal powder in!"
"Hey, I'm just making double sure I don't get a rash! Those hurt! Trust me, I speak from experience!" Izzy pointed out, recalling her first experience with foaling out and how everything had required her to more or less learn as she went along.
The padded pegasus princess nodded back. "Good point," Then she sneezed as the scent of cornstarch tickled her nose. "Well," She said afterward. "Guess it's safe for me to turn off the filter, now." And she flew towards her phone to do just that. So far, this livestream was proceeding perfectly. Just by looking at her phone and everything on it, Pipp could see that she was raising lots of money, and the audience was taking a real shine to Izzy as a guest. That was good, it made it much more likely that Izzy would be willing to do this all again.
After about another half hour or so of playing together, the two padded mares felt their stomachs rumble quite audibly. They knew what that meant.
"Looks like it's feeding time, Pippsqueaks! Time to see what delicious num-nums are on the menu for today!" Pipp declared while looking at the phone. "I can see you've donated a lot since I put in the incentive for you to choose what Izzy and I will eat. Just hope you didn't pick Mashed Peas, those are yucky!" She stuck out her tongue to emphasize the point, and it was impossible to tell whether she was sincere or just staying within her role.
Izzy, for her part, protested. "Hey, Mashed Peas aren't that bad."
The padded princess protested back. "Oh, they are! But if they're what the Pippsqueaks wants us to eat, who am I to disagree? I just hope they aren't, for my sake." Then she climbed out of the playpen as Izzy followed suit.
Despite this, Izzy was the first of the two padded ponies to climb into a highchair. This was something she'd always wished to have the chance to experience, and now she would thanks to Pipp. Sitting in it as she latched the bar shut, she could practically feel her legs dangling from the top of the chair while her rear sank further in her padding. The powder was doing its job quite well, no rash had built up yet. But the unicorn was certain she would have to get changed soon, or pour more powder into her diaper if she wanted to ensure a rash would never form.
Pipp, meanwhile, was looking at her phone. Apparently, she was checking the donations and looking at a poll she had set up some time ago. "Well, guess the audience has spoken. If you're sure that's what you want Izzy and I to eat, we'll eat it." Then, after making sure the phone and its camera were fixed in focusing on the twin highchairs, she waddled over to a small fridge nearby and pulled out some kind of green colored mush.
When the mush was presented to Izzy in her highchair, she looked at it somewhat hesitantly as she seemed to playfully question. "What is that stuff, Pipp? It's not Mashed Peas, is it?"
"Of course not, silly!" Pipp replied by booping Izzy's nose. "It's applesauce! It won out in a landslide over any flavored foal food," Then, she flew into her own highchair and latched the bar shut. "No need for bibs or spoons, we'll eat with our bare hooves." She told her fellow padded pony.
Izzy grinned from ear to ear! "Now you're talking, Pipp! That's the best way to eat anything mushy! The best part is when you get to lick yourself clean afterward! No mess, no fuss!"
Exactly the pastel pink padded pegasus princess proudly proclaimed, and quickly dug into the applesauce without further fanfare.
Naturally, the two padded ponies made quite a mess of themselves when all was said and done. Yet they were not the least bit concerned as they licked their faces and hooves clean, and then used washcloths to remove what traces of applesauce still clung to their coats.
As Izzy got out of her highchair and sat down on her padded plot, she patted a hoof to her stomach. "Oh, that felt so good!"
"Well, you know what would be even better?" Pipp asked as she flew over to the fridge again, and came back with two bottles.
The padded unicorn's mouth watered! "It's like you read my mind, Pipp! You've thought of everything! A bottle of milk is perfect for washing stuff down!"
Pipp nodded. "Yup. Normally, I like it heated up so it's nice and creamy. But cold milk still tastes refreshing," She gave one bottle to Izzy and took the other for herself. "Now, let's drink up and get back to playing. This livestream is far from over!" And she and her fellow padded mare proceeded to bring the rubber nipples of the bottles up to their mouths, quickly sucking down the sweet tasting milk until the bottles were empty.
After finishing off the bottles of milk, Izzy and Pipp waddled together back to the playpen. They soon began playing again, this time playing together with various squeaky toys as if they were in a concert, composing a melody for their imaginary audience.
Everything was proceeding splendidly. The two padded ponies played together without a care in the world for a while. That is, until an all too familiar sensation began to make itself known to them both in the form of a subtle pressure building up in their rears. It was probably to be expected after how much applesauce they'd eaten.
Still, even though she had done it before, and knew that Pipp had filters ready, Izzy was still a bit sheepish about approaching the subject. "Uh, Pipp," Her face flushed red in an instant. "Do you have to... you know?"
Pipp blushed back. "I was about to ask you the same thing, Izzy. Hold that thought for a moment," She flew out of the playpen and over to her phone. She fiddled with it for a bit, then flew back to Izzy. "There we go, the filter's all set up," And she apologized to the livestream's watchers. "Sorry, Pippsqueaks. Obviously, this needs to remain private. We'll be back as soon as possible. Just sit tight."
Izzy breathed a small sigh of relief, but was still clearly concentrating on holding back what she needed to do. "So, Pipp, have you ever done... 'that' before?" She asked in a hesitant tone of voice.
The padded pegasus nodded despite her reddening face that made her cheeks feel like they were on fire. "Yes. It's not exactly the most enjoyable feeling in the world, but I have done it. It's really the changing part that's not so fun. You're lucky though," She said to Izzy. "At least you have magic."
But Izzy willingly confessed. "Yeah, but I never use it for that. It only seems fair when my parents didn't have magic when they had to change my diapers."
"Fair enough," Pipp realized and then whispered. "Okay, we'll do it on three. Ready?"
"Ready!" Izzy agreed. Then both mares took a deep breath, counted to three and relaxed as they started to push. Fortunately, since both had done this entire process before, it only took a minute or so for them to "empty" themselves more or less. When they were finished, an all too familiar stench reached their nostrils.
The padded pegasus princess concentrated deeply on breathing through her nose, not her mouth as she managed to force out. "Looks like we made stinkies, Izzy."
In a childish tone of voice, the padded unicorn replied. "Yup, we sure did. But hey, better our diapers than the floor, right?" Upon receiving a confirming nod she declared. "Well, that's why we're not potty trained yet. Now come on, let's get cleaned up," Though she then saw fit to ask. "Uh, how do we get rid of the... evidence?"
"We'll just bury them in the garden," Pipp explained. "You know, fertilize the soil," Then she slowly climbed out of the playpen. She didn't dare fly with how heavy her diaper felt. "Now come on, let's get changed already. I don't wanna spend a moment more in this old diaper than I have to."
So the two padded ponies waddled their way over to the changing mat. Pipp went first, clumsily undoing her old diaper with her clammy and fidgeting hooves as she set it aside for disposal later. Taking a generous helping of wet wipes, she went back and forth across her coat until she was certain it was spotless again. She then took out a new diaper, pulled it underneath her and sprinkled in a heaping helping of foal powder, as well as added in a bit of rash cream just to be safe.
Izzy repeated the process, though she was much more precise and far less delicate about the whole thing compared to Pipp. Still, she got herself diapered and powdered without a problem. Then she watched as Pipp carefully picked up the old diapers and threw them out of the nearest window after making sure nopony was around to see it. "You can move them to the garden and bury them, right, Izzy?" She asked her padded playmate.
"I think so." Izzy nodded. Teleportation was out of the question, but if she concentrated she was certain she could levitate them over and also use some garden tools to bury the diapers quite thoroughly. She shut her eyes, deep in concentration. Part of her worried about somepony coming by and witnessing the display, which made her wish she was skilled enough to do teleportation. Fortunately, it seemed nopony was around as she floated the diapers around to the garden in front of the Brighthouse and dug a deep hole with a shovel that had been lying around.
Pipp watched as the diapers were dropped into the hole that rested next to the dozen or so other holes near the various plants and flowers growing all around. Then the hole where the diapers had been placed was quickly covered up with mounds of dirt, until there was nothing to indicate that there was anything at all suspicious about that hole.
Then and only then did the unicorn mare open her eyes and allow herself to relax. The whole thing had taken a lot out of her, but now she had every reason to believe the "evidence" had been taken care of.
Eventually, the livestream came to an end. Pipp's eyes grew wide when she looked at the final total that had been accumulated over the hours she and Izzy had been playing together! "Over a million bits?! Wow, Pippsqueaks! You ponies are incredible! Hope you all enjoyed this special livestream with my special guest!"
Izzy waved a hoof from the playpen. "I had such a great time, everypony! And thanks for donating! Your bits are absolutely going to a good cause."
"Hope I'll see you all on another special livestream soon, Pippsqueaks," Pipp replied and then signed off by saying. "Until then: Crinkle, crinkle, hooray!" Then with a click, she turned her phone off.
The unicorn mare smiled as she waddled over to Pipp and hugged her tightly. "This was so much fun, Pipp! Oh, I feel so much better knowing I'm not the only adult foal around here anymore."
Pipp nodded. "I feel the same way, Izzy. And I hope you'll be my guest for livestreams like this more often. You were a fantastic playmate!"
Izzy waved a hoof and played it off. "Aw shucks, it was nothing, really. But next time, I'm gonna bring my own diapers."
Pipp smiled. "I'm already looking forward to it, Izzy."
The unicorn then asked. "So, what are we gonna do with all of these things we have lying around? Won't somepony get suspicious if we leave the crib, highchairs and playpen all standing?"
The padded pegasus proclaimed. "Not to worry, I'll make sure they're all hidden away until they can be picked up at midnight tonight," She proceeded to let out a dreamy sigh. "It sure would be nice, though, if we could have a secret room all to ourselves to do this in."
"Yeah, but I think if we tried to make one now, the others would get suspicious," Izzy commented. "But at least we can trust each other with our secrets."
Pipp nodded once again. "Indeed we can, Izzy. And that is such a relief."
Unknown to either of the padded mares, however, an unexpected pony was watching them from afar. She hadn't seen everything, but she had caught parts of the livestream. And the pony was currently filled with one emotion: Jealousy. "That looks so inviting," The pony thought to itself with a sigh. "I wish I could join them." But the pony knew that would be impossible.
