While the town of Poofquestria largely consisted of ponies, they were also no stranger to receiving non-pony visitors from time to time. So when a dragon walked into town one day, staring wide-eyed at all the ponies waddling around in their thick diapers in clear jealousy, no one really batted an eye.
This dragon’s name was Crush, though he was far slimmer and taller than a dragon with that name might suggest, standing almost twice as tall as the average pony. His body scales were a dark green colour, the scales along his belly being a more lime green colour, and his head frill was a menacing red colour to match his eyes. Despite his still intimidating appearance though, Crush was anything but, often times jumping at his own shadow. As he wandered through the town, his eyes continually drawn to puffy diapers that surrounded him, he felt his anxiety start to rise again.
This was a bad idea… I shouldn’t have come here… What was I thinking?… Dragons are supposed to be tough, not… not–
“Welcome, stranger!”
Crush almost jumped out of his scales as he whipped his head around in a desperate attempt to locate the owner of the sudden voice. After a moment, his gaze settled on an Earth Pony stallion looking up at him. “H-Hi…”
“Don’t see too many dragons around these parts. What’s your name, son?”
“Uh… Crush.”
“Well, allow me to welcome ya to our lovely town. Hope you’ll stay for a while, we always enjoy seeing new faces around here.”
“I’m… I’m just pass–passing through…” Crush stuttered, trying desperately to hide the blush spreading across his face.
The stallion’s expression made it very clear he wasn’t buying Crush’s story, having heard similar stories before. “Well, I’d recommend paying Patty’s a visit before ya go. It’s the store with the big sign, can’t miss it!”
“Uh… Thanks…” Crush replied, his eyes following the stallion’s diapered rear for several moments as he walked off. It didn’t take long for Crush to arrive at the store the stallion had mentioned, the large sign out front proudly proclaiming the store as “Patty’s Poofy Posteriors!”. Through the glass window he could easily make out the shelves and shelves of diapers that waited inside, his heart hammering away inches chest as he stood frozen before the front door, his arm outstretched to push the door open as more doubts began to fill his head once more.
Am I really about to do this? What if the other dragons found out? They’d never let me hear the end of it... I came all this way though… Might as well just take a peak inside… Nothing wrong with that, right?
The bell atop the door let out a chime as Crush stepped inside, the unmistakable smell of talcum powder filling his nostrils. He heard the sound of hoof steps approaching before a light yellow Earth Pony mare wearing a uniform and a large pink diaper stepped into view.
“Welcome!” The mare, Patty, said as she happily strolled up to Crush. “Don’t see too many dragons around here.”
“So…SO I’ve heard…”
“Anything I can help ya find?”
“I’m… I’m just…” Crush bit his lower lip, debating with himself on whether he should tell her the real reason he was here. None of the ponies he had seen around time seemed like they would judge him, especially given how happy they were they waddle around in thick poofy diapers all the time. Gathering his courage, Crush eventually muttered, “Do… Do you have anything… cute?”
“Certainly! One moment, please!” Wandering over the shelves of diapers, Patty returned moments later with a diaper in hoof, which she passed to Crush to examine.
Holding the diaper as delicately as he could so he didn’t accidentally rip it with his claws, Crush stared at the diaper in his grasp. All the times he had fantasized about this moment paled in comparison to holding an actual diaper, and one that was covered in childlike prints and designs that required him to resist going, “Awww…”
“Go ahead, try it on,” Patty suggested, causing Crush to snap out his stupor. After another moment of him just staring down at the diaper in his hands, she added, “Need some help?”
Blushing again, Crush just nodded his head.
“Aww, don’t be shy, “ Patty said reassuringly as she took the diaper from him. “Follow me and I’ll get you all set up.”
Doing as he was told, Crush was lead into one of the nearby changing rooms. As the pair stepped inside, Patty gestured from Crush to lie down, which he did. With the grace and elegance of one who had done this many times before, Patty unfolded the large diaper and slid it beneath Crush, taking extra care to thread his tail through the back. After gentle adding a layer of powder to the dragon’s scales, Patty pulled up the diaper and carefully taped Crush into his very first diaper. The whole time Crush just lay back in awe at the flood of sensations that ensued, the poofy padding practically tickling his scales as his legs were pushed apart from the sheer thickness of the padding he was now being taped into. In that moment, Crush felt like he had always dreamed of feeling…
Cute.
“There, all done!” Patty announced as she patted the dragon’s fresh diaper, cooing at the fact that Crush had absentmindedly started sucking on his thumb during the change, resulting in his looking even more adorable than he already did. “You know, we also sell clothes here if you want to try some on.”
Nodding his head, Crush continued to suck his thumb as he was helped up and lead deeper into the store, holding onto Patty’s hoof like a child being lead by his mother. Before the day was done, Crush would find himself the owner of a pair of thigh high socks, a short skirted dress, and a collection of bows tied around his horns and tail, all of it making Crush feel cuter and cuter by the minute.
The previously passing through dragon would quickly decide to stay a few days, blushing not from embarrassment but joy at the frequent butt pats he received from the townsfolk as they complimented him on his adorable ensemble. Even when he would return home with all his newly acquired clothes and diapers hidden away in a bag, the feelings of being cute would remain in his heart until the day he could visit the town again.
Thus was the magic of Poofquestria, where anyone could truly be themselves without fear.