//------------------------------// // 7- Just an Act and Movie? // Story: F.O.A.L. Academy // by DuskShadowBrony //------------------------------// Chapter 7- Just acting? “What?” Twilight blinked at the professor’s instructions. The stage lights were flashing a few different colors, as the stagehands adjusted them. It had been a short time after she had awakened, and now found herself on the Stage for her class. She had been carried there when asleep, then woken up before class started. The class had slightly less thick diapers “just for this class”. “It’s simple, dear.” The mare said. “You students will act like you’re in a daycare, and you’re all little foals. That means only babbling, and crawling, among other foal things. Okay, sweetie?” At the nice tone, Twilight felt compelled to obey, and based off of the reactions of the other students, she wasn’t the only one. “Good! Places, everypony!” the mare clapped her hooves, and they moved off. It actually wasn’t that embarrassing, as with only one caretaker, Twilight just had to push around a toy cart, with occasional coos when the professor ‘checked’ on her. That was until- “Dear, you need a change.” The mare lifted Twilight in magic, the sudden movement making her squirm and wet further. She then noticed the state of her diaper- soggy and drooping. Twilight whimpered a bit, but calmed down almost immediately once the mare nuzzled her, murmuring soft words of comfort. “That’s it…” the mare cooed in a very soft, very motherly tone, stroking Twilight’s mane. Twilight barely paid attention to the change, finding focusing on things for long periods of time much harder. “There! Now go play with your friends! You know you love it!” The mare nudged her, patting Twilight’s padded rump. She giggled at this feeling, crawling over to another group. As the mare suspected, Twilight enjoyed the simple act of stacking blocks into a tower, then pushing it over. Pure and simple delight welled up in her heart. This went on for some time, the class over before Twilight even knew it. “Good job, everypony!” the professor praised, clapping her hooves. Twilight felt an odd bit of inner pride. But it was just an act… right? Two stagehoofs moved a projector between the aisles. “You all get to watch a movie next, isn’t that nice?” one asked, a golden yellow Pegasus stallion, as the other students started to file in. “It’s a very special movie, I’m sure you’ll all love it.” “That’s right, could you all please find a seat?” the mare instructor asked sweetly. “If you need help getting down, please just ask an instructor to hold your hoof or carry you.” As Twilight’s diaper was far too thick, she had no other choice, but to ask for assistance. She sank into the plush-like softness of her padding as she was carried off-stage, and seated in one of the many kiddy chairs that lined the auditorium. Something vaguely went in her mind that it wasn’t kiddie chairs before. But it suddenly didn’t matter to her, as a familiar pony poked her in the side. It was Dawn. “Hey!” she giggled happily. “Hi!” Twilight responded happily. “Wasn’t dat fun?” “Uh-huh!” Dawn nodded. “I weally enjoyed when dey pwetended to change my diapew… Wewl… they actuawwy did have to change me… I made messies and wetties…” “Oh.” Twilight thought for a while. “I think I only made wetties dat time.” “It’s fun hewe. I’m gwad I came.” Dawn put in her pacifier, suckling. Twilight was about to answer, but the lights dimmed, as the projector started up, displaying in foalish block letters “Little Foal’s Big Adventures”, a TV show targeted at very young foals. It was something Twilight remembered watching when she was younger. It was one of the movie adaptations, a silly one about an evil potty trying to take over Diaper Town. The tape must have been damaged, as it flickered a bit every once in a while. However, the entire class seemed to be enjoying themselves, their diapers being checked every once in a while, although any that did need a change simply had their diapers patted before the professor’s moved off to check on others. Twilight felt a mess squish against her bottom as a professor did this to her. “We’ll change you after the movie.” The professor whispered, smiling at her kindly. Twilight didn’t mind, the squishing feeling even made her giggle. The more the movie went on, the happier and more blissful she felt. It was like any worries that she had or that came up melted away almost instantly, as her attention was focused on the projection wall. She didn’t care that her diaper grew warm later on. It wasn’t odd to her that the professors seemed to deliberately avoid looking at the movie. It didn’t matter that she was drooling until her pacifier was put in by a smiling mare. All that mattered was how enjoyable and immersive the movie was. She felt her tummy growling with hunger in the middle of the movie, but it was okay, as the professors were getting out bottles, feeding them. They were small-sized bottles, as dinnertime was soon. Each kiddie chair conveniently rose up into a highchair, a safety bar falling into place, so they could see over the professors to continue watching the movie. The professors stooped a bit, so as the students were higher up than them. Before Twilight had finished enjoying it, the movie was over, with the evil potty vanquished, and the residents of diaper down safe and padded, forever ever after. “Did you all enjoy that?” a professor asked the assembly, as the projector was switched off. “Ah, I can tell by all your cute little faces that you did!” she smiled. “And now I’m sure your tummies are hungry, so it’s time for dinner! We’ll change you after you eat.” Twilight smiled happily at Dawn as they were picked up and put on a professor’s back, their diapers crinkling and squishing delightfully. It felt so squishy and nice, neither of them minded waiting for a change. After all, that small little bottle didn’t go far at all, both of them were very hungry. “Don’t worry dears, we’ll get those tummies of yours all filled up, then your rumps into a clean, poofy diaper!” the mare cooed, making both of them giggle. “Don’t worry about anything. Worrying is for us big ponies to do!” “But I am a…” Twilight frowned. She wanted to say she was a big pony, but it didn’t sound right. “Shh.” The mare set her pacifier back in gently, stroking her mane. Twilight closed her eyes at the contact, instantly calmed by it. “That’s right. Just relax, little ones. Just relax.”