A young mare goes in for a job interview. Things seem a little too... Padded out for her liking.
Diamond Pearl, Pearl for short, is a young mare eager to get out into the world and make a name for herself. She's starting by going in for an interview at a corporation she hasn't thought to check the name of. She just got this funny letter in the mail... Things seem a little weird, but it's probably fine. Every corporation's office is a big warehouse... Right? [[Thumbnail is a base edit]]
Pearl smiled weakly as she looked herself up and down in her mirror. She stood before the tall, floor-to-ceiling thing, looking at her freshly-washed fur and brushed mane. She was wearing an awkwardly tight business suit, with a pencil skirt and pinstripe jacket, and it was hellish.
The thing itched around her rump, the stockings clung just slightly too tight, and the jacket was missing a button at the bottom, meaning it hung slightly loose around her belly. And the tie, oh lord the tie! She'd entirely given up on it, meaning she had a tuft of fluff sticking out where the tie should be. All in all, she looked like a filly wearing her mother's clothes, which was generally a bad look for a job interview.
Pearl groaned meekly as she remembered that. She'd gotten an invitation to a job interview earlier that week, and with nothing else in sight, she'd decided to take the sender up on their offer. The company's name eluded her, annoyingly hard to remember. At least she'd memorised the address...
With a soft sigh, she glanced toward her bed- She already had her outfit for the evening planned. A loose shirt, some soft sockies, and a nice big diaper to pad herself in, so she could just snuggle up and forget this suit existed. If she'd have to wear this for the job itself, she'd just die...
Now that Pearl thought of it, the letter hadn't mentioned what the job even was... But she shook her head. She was running ever so slightly late, so she didn't have time to question it. Making sure her curtains were pulled, and her doors were locked, the mare jogged out the door. She couldn't have anyone seeing her diaper, that'd be utterly mortifying...
It didn't take too long for Pearl to arrive at the address, and as she looked up at the building, it began to occur to her that she may be being pranked. The place was a large warehouse, entirely unmarked and unbranded, with a single open door off to the side. As she trotted in, Pearl was at least grateful to see the lobby was pretty clean. A cheery looking mare sat at the reception desk, pulled right up as close as she could be to it.
As Pearl approached, she looked up, and smiled. "Hello! Ahh, Miss D.Pearl, right?"
"No Miss necessary, just Pearl will do." Pearl said, meekly. She hated being called 'miss'. The receptionist nodded with a soft giggle.
Pearl squirmed a little. "U-um. So... I'm here for an interview...?"
The receptionist nodded eagerly. "Of course! We've been expecting you. Please, just go into the next room and have a seat." She gestured to a door to her right, and Pearl nodded. The comfort of the well furnished lobby disappeared immediately as she walked through the door, however...
She was in the warehouse itself now, and it was dark. There was only a single light coming from the ceiling, illuminating a single chair, and about a foot in any direction around it. Pearl gulped, and as the door clicked shut behind her, it occurred to her just how quiet it was in here. The only thing she could make out was a very, very faint static.
"Miss Pearl." A stallion's voice spoke, calmly. Pearl almost jumped out of her skin, yelping lightly as she realised she wasn't alone- Through the darkness, she could just barely make out the outlines of four ponies, sitting at a table, with the chair facing it. She meekly approached, and sat down.
"U-um... Did you guys... Forget to pay your power bill?" She laughed weakly. Start with a joke. Ease 'em up... By implying they're broke. Good going, Pearl, you dummy.
The ponies remained silent, and Pearl gulped. "Um... Uh..."
"Good to see you accepted our invitation to our program." The stallion spoke up finally. Pearl could vaguely make out that he was one of the two middle ponies, rather tall. She couldn't make much else out though.
"And, um, what program is that, exactly? The letter didn't really say..." She giggled weakly.
"The DIAPER program." The stallion spoke.
Pearl's heart skipped a beat. "... Um, excuse me? The what?"
This time, a mare answered. "DIapered Adult Pony Entrance pRogram." She said, calmly.
"... That spells DAPEP, though." Pearl noted. Her head was starting to feel kinda funny... The static was getting louder.
"Well, we wanted to make it roll off the tongue a little better." The mare said. She sounded rather put-out, but before she could continue, the stallion spoke.
"Our program involves you publicly wearing and showcasing our products, and... convincing other ponies to wear them."
"P-publicly?" Pearl squeaked. Immediately, her cheeks went red, and she shook her head, pressing her legs together. "I-I love diapers, but I-I can't wear them publ- W... Wait, why did I say that?" She stammered.
"Say what?" The stallion asked. He sounded like he was smirking…
"I love diapers!" Pearl repeated.
"Oh, you do? Perhaps you'd like to try one of our products on, then." The mare offered.
Pearl stammered. “W-wait, wh..."
Before she could continue, the door she'd entered in opened, and the receptionist entered. As she stepped into the light, Pearl realised she was wearing a diaper, and wow it was huge. It looked like she could fit another pony in there, and Pearl almost wondered if she could try...
"Wh.. What's going on with my head?" She whimpered, hooves coming to rest on her temples. The urge to wear diapers was overwhelming right now. She had no idea why. The words were pummeling into her brain, making her whimper sheepishly as the receptionist offered her a package, and left once Pearl had taken it.
Hooves shaking, she pulled it open, cheeks going bright red as she looked down at the thing. It was faintly pink, and looked oh so soft...
"We know you only wear disposable diapers. Perhaps you'd like to try something a little... Fancier." The third pony spoke. A mare as well. She sounded fancy, maybe from somewhere Prench... But she could barely focus on accents, her hooves shaking as she took the thing, shuddering at it's softness. The sound of static was so loud, pushing out all of her other thoughts...
"You're going to remove your skirt, put that on, then squeeze your skirt back on over the top of it. You're going to accept our offer, and go home, happily displaying our brand to everyone you pass." The stallion spoke, and Pearl couldn't help but obey. She kicked her skirt off, gasping as she was finally able to breathe. Then she unfolded the diaper, and rolled onto her back, shivering as she kicked her underwear off, and sat her plush butt in the soft material. She didn't need powder or anything, it was so beautifully soft and silky already...
As she slid the fabric over her exposed skin, Pearl's eyes rolled. It felt so soft... And as she tightened it, sealing the diaper on her for the forseeable future, a full-body shudder ran up her spine. She simply lay there on the clean concrete floor, kicking off her forehoof-heels to get a better feel of it's surface, a mindlessly happy look on her face.
An unknowable time later, she shakily stood, panting weakly. Glancing back, she saw the company's logo- A large spiral, with an upside down triangle overlaid on it. She heard the fourth pony clear his throat. "Do you accept our offer as public promoter of DeltaCorp's diaper products?" He asked, firmly.
"I... I-I accept the position." She said, shakily, knowing she was being forced to speak and not even caring. Maybe this would be good for her... She always stood behind closed curtains, closed doors, too terrified to ever let anyone know of her diaper-based habits. But the idea of everyone seeing her sissy self in a big, poofy diaper, waddling down the street, it made her feel happier than she'd ever felt.
"Very good. An introductory package will be sent to you soon... Please, keep an eye out. You are excused." The first stallion said, calmly. Pearl nodded, and pulled her pencil skirt back on, hearing the fabric rip and creak as it strained over her diaper, ending up as more of a belt than anything.
Pearl happily waddled out, looking at the padded receptionist with a dazed smile. It felt so right to turn and waddle her butt at the mare, who simply giggled and waved goodbye.
The walk home was a blur. On a whim, Pearl decided to take the scenic route through the city, taking almost an hour, her giant, padded butt shaking and swaying and attracting stares and blushing glances as she bared her diapered butt to everyone she could.
And then she was home, and everything came back. Pearl immediately began to pant, panicking as she realised how publicly she'd just humiliated herself. It wasn't like this was a small town or anything, admittedly, but still, it would be hard to look anyone in the eyes, if they'd been one of the hundreds to see her big butt swaying back and forth, all padded and poofy and...
Pearl slipped to the floor, sighing as she rubbed the soft fabric of her diaper. It was so hard to care as she rubbed over her huge, poofy butt, giggling as she sluggishly crawled into her bedroom. On a whim, she ripped her curtains open, and shook her diaper in her window, giggling faintly to herself before climbing onto her bed, and collapsing, cuddling her plush toys close as she tossed her disposable diaper into the bin. She wouldn't be needing those any more... And speaking of not needing things, the suit was still so uncomfortable. She ripped it off as fast as she could, the ruined skirt, baggy jacket, and itchy stockings flying across the room in quick succession, leaving her soft and silky and comfy in bed.
As she lay in bed, Pearl glanced at the mirror again. This morning she'd been an uncomfortable, squirming, itchy, awkward mare. Now she was soft, and happy, and all padded up in a huge, poofy diaper... And as her hooves slipped downward, mindlessly rubbing across it's surface, all she could do was smile and fade away into a peaceful, blissful, soft and happy trance, drooling ever so faintly onto her pillow as she imagined everyone looking at her...
And in her dream, they were all happily wearing diapers, too... That'd be nice...
Pearl awoke with a start. She was laying on her bed, her head fuzzy and her eyes half-lidded. Everything felt groggy and sluggish as she sat up. Why did her head feel so weird...? She could barely remember the last day, everything was a blur. Had that job interview gone well...?
Slowly, she rolled off the bed, panting as she felt her butt heavily drag her down. Had she been eating too much, or something? Why was her butt so heavy?
Pearl shook it off, yawning sweetly as she waddled into her bathroom, looking at herself in her mirror. With a sleepy smile, she grabbed a brush, fluffing up her mane and neatening it up.
Once she was done with that, she splashed some water in her face, yawning cutely as she dried herself off. And as she turned, stepped back into her bedroom, and saw her mirror, it all clicked.
She was wearing a diaper. And her curtains were open. Her hooves shook. She felt a desperate need to close her curtains, but... She couldn't push herself to do it. Here she was, standing in her apartment, whimpering meekly as she saw ponies passing by outside, flying past, doing things in their own apartment. And her heart skipped several beats as she saw people looking at her, giving her strange looks before going about their days.
The mare quickly dashed out of her bedroom, blushing hotly as she felt herself almost, for the slightest second, get stuck in her doorway. Memories, fuzzy memories, were coming back. She remembered yesterday, it hadn't just been a diapered walk home...
Pearl was waddling through the street, giggling to herself when she suddenly walked smack-bang into a mare who had been looking elsewhere. She was white, with a curly purple mane, and gorgeous violet eyes. She let out a light yelp as she bounced backward, looking at Pearl with irritation, which quickly turned to confusion as she saw the diapered mare. Pearl giggled, and turned, swaying her padded butt in the unicorn's face.
"Sorry ma'am! I guess my silly sissy butt didn't see you there!" She said, with a dazed giggle. The unicorn stammered, watching it sway, blinking rapidly as she tried to clear the image of the DeltaCorp's spiral logo from her vision. It seemed to stick in her vision, distracting her, as she watched that diaper sway...
And then it was over. "I'll be on my way! I wouldn't want to slow you down or anything!" Pearl said, with a giggle, happily trotting off.
Oh Celestia... I... I humiliated myself in front of her. She feels familiar somehow... Like a celebrity or something. Man, if she's actually famous I think I'd die!
A set of three loud, sharp knocks her front door startled Pearl, jolting her upright.
She shakily waddled her way to her door. The thought of removing her diaper never even occurred to her, it just felt so natural to have the huge, soft cloud of pillowy warmth between her legs, despite the waddle she had in her step.
Gently easing her door open, she peered out into the hallway outside her apartment. She squirmed ever so meekly, slightly relieved, slightly... disappointed... that no-one was there. All she could see was a large, faintly blue coloured steel box, with cute whales and rainbows and unicorns printed on it, sitting innocently in front of her door. It was about the size of a microwave.
Shuffling out, Pearl grabbed the box, then froze as she heard a door open. Her cross-hallway neighbour peered out, and locked eyes with Pearl. Once again, she became aware of the sheer humiliation of wearing a diaper, yet she couldn't bring herself to run. The mare simply watched, mouth agape, before blushing and skittering back into her apartment.
Pearl almost collapsed, legs shaking. "Ergh... Wh-whatever." She mumbled, dragging the box into her apartment, and kicking the door closed.
Once the box was situated in her living room, Pearl sat down, blushing as she felt the cushion of padding underneath her fluff up against her rump, acting as a strange sort of seat. She ran her hooves along the metal surface, looking for some sort of opening-- As her hoof ran over one of the rainbows, it pressed inward, the box flipping open. Pearl yelped, trying to shuffle back, but only succeeding in falling over backwards.
With an irritated blush, she sat up, shaking her head. "Urgh... Darnit..." She situated herself, looking at the box again-
It had folded open entirely, showing the lid had some sort of screen on it, and stacked neatly inside were several small, tightly sealed plastic packages.
However, before Pearl could properly inspect them, the screen flickered to life, and gentle, relaxing music began to play, that tickled Pearl's ears. It was warm and inviting, and she shuffled a little closer to hear the music more clearly, as a video began to play.
She saw ponies sad and alone, under a grey sky. They slowly trotted around, heads down, until suddenly, the clouds began to fade, showing the DeltaCorp logo in the sky- The spiral behind the triangle slowly began to spin, catching Pearl's eye. She watched it as a voice began to speak, and the ponies began to smile. As more walked on screen, she only vaguely noticed they were wearing diapers...
"Welcome, [USERNAME UNAVAILABLE], we are pleased to make your acquaintance! You lucky [GENDER UNAVAILABLE] are the first of hopefully many testers of DeltaCorp's wonderful products! We are here to obey and do as we are told for our customers!" The stallion said, cheerily. Pearl blinked, watching the spiral spin, the music making her ears twitch. It was so gentle and nice, it was impossible not to just sink inward, relaxing in her big, cushiony diaper...
"In your induction-- Sorry, introduction kit, you will find several things to help make your testing more efficient! Several of our generic pullup diapers, self cleaning, sealable, and oh so comfortable! They swell up over time, so you gotta change often or you might get stuck in doorways!" The stallion chuckled lightly, and Pearl giggled along with him. She didn't entirely understand why, but the nice voice was laughing, so she felt like laughing, too.
"Now, that's not all! Here you will find several DeltaCorp branded pacifiers! Made for pacification, naturally! Just pop one in and suck the afternoon away! But not yet, loyal tester!" The voice spoke, and Pearl stopped before she could grab one of the packaged pacifiers. She didn't want to make the voice mad at her... She really, really felt like doing as she was told. And man, that logo sure was pretty...
"Lastly, but far from leastly, our patented (patent pending) DeltaCorp Diapersuits! Fullbody latex suits with a diaper that inflates based on your brain patterns! Exact brain patterns not entirely tested. Do not use with erratic emotional patterns, or while under the influence of alcohol, narcotics, caffeine, or hypnosis. And as an extra little bit of fun, they seal permanently!" The stallion spoke cheerily, mumbling occasionally, but Pearl didn't mind. She wasn't really listening...
"Just put it on, wait ten minutes, and the zipper's gone! Woah, now that's magic. DeltaCorp is not liable for humiliation suffered by wearers of DeltaCorp diapersuits. Only a high-up DeltaCorp official, such as me and my fellow board members, are able to remove them! So you better make a good case, sweetie!" The voice said. Pearl had well and truly zoned out by now, the words washing over her like a wave. A faint line of drool ran down her chin, her eyes locked onto that swirling logo. All the ponies on-screen were wiggling their padded rumps, hundreds of DeltaCorp logos swaying in her vision. She was so sleepy...
The diapered mare was asleep before she'd even hit the floor, a dazed, happy smile on her face. Vaguely, she heard the voice finishing up.
"Now, dear tester, our dear, loyal, beloved [USERNAME UNAVAILABLE], sleep. Have a good rest.Oh and make sure to turn off this video before you do!This video loops, we couldn't figure out how else to make it play--So yeah, you might want to turn it off..."
Pearl was already snoring, blissfully slipping off into dreamland.
Pearl awoke with a sleepy mumble, slipping out of a pile of drool and glancing to her side to see the sun setting on the horizon. She could hear the employee induction still going, coming from the box to her side.
Shaking her head, the mare squirmed and flailed as she tried to stand, the weight between her legs making it difficult. Deciding it was finally time to change, she pulled the tabs by her hips, and slipped out of the huge, crinkly cloud- As she did, it crumpled in on itself, further and further, until it was back to it's original size, neatly folding itself.
"Easier to wash, I guess..." She prodded it suspiciously, before realising just how... naked she felt. More than usual, anyway. Staggering over to the DeltaCorp box, she hit a button to turn off the introductory video, and grabbed a diaper. Her heart soared as she felt the fresh, new fabric escaping it's packaging, and rolled over, eagerly slipping on the diaper and wiggling her butt. It wasn't very big, but she knew it'd slowly swell the longer she wore it.
In fact, she knew a surprising amount of things about DeltaCorp and their fantastic, affordable, and high quality products. The mare shook her head groggily, blinking to clear the swirling logo from her eyes.
She heard a knock on her door, and jumped in surprise, scrabbling over to the door and peeking out through her peephole. "H-hello?" She called. She saw a stallion, turned away, his face hidden by the angle. He was orange, and wore a simple suit jacket. He jumped ever so slightly when Pearl spoke, and turned to face her, clearing his throat. "Ah yes, Miss Pearl. I'm here to inform you of your first job as a tester for our company." He said, calmly. He was rather handsome, if a little... androgynous. His mane was cut short, with a small bit of fringe sticking up over his face. His eyes were multicoloured- One orange, one blue.
"U-um, would you like to come in for some coffee... sir?" Pearl asked, meekly, guessing that this guy had to be senior if he was giving her jobs... In fact, his voice sounded kinda... similar. "Good to see you accepted our invitation to our program."
The stallion shook his head. "Ahh, best we keep our relationship... Impersonal. If you don't know who I am or what I look like, I can ensure you will never know if I'm watching you perform in the field-" "... I'm looking at you through the peephole, sir." Pearl said, softly. The stallion froze, eyes locked on the tiny glass hole.
"... I'll have decaf." He said, with a weak sigh.
Pearl sat at her coffee table, DeltaCorp products strewn about all over her floor, sitting across from the stallion. He was nursing his coffee with a bemused look on his face, while Pearl sipped her hot chocolate. She was acutely aware of the loud crinkling noises she made every time she moved, and had decided to remain as stone still as she could.
"Um... You... Were here about my first... Job, sir?" She asked, with a smile. "I-I'm not really sure what my job even is, honestly... F-first you mentioned some sort of... program? Then the introduction video said I was a tester..."
The stallion cleared his throat. "Well, we at DeltaCorp, er... Like to keep you on your toes, by making sure your job title is somewhat... Inconsistent. So you know that... Er. You're always. Doing the job we need you to do." He said, blankly. Pearl went to speak, but he continued.
"Anyway. My name is Loose Fur, sir will do for now. Your first job will be trying to find someone of note in the world of fashion and... Encouraging them to introduce diapers into their line. Preferably modelling them themselves. Just to make sure DeltaCorp is a little more... Readily accepted, when we inevitably open to the public." He said, with a charming smile.
He's way better at talking when he has a script... Pearl thought to herself. She nodded meekly. "U-um... Do you have any ideas for who I can try and convince?" She asked. "Oh, of course!" Loose grinned, and pointed out the window.
"In this very town, too. Her name is Rarity, of the Carousel Boutique. You might know her, she's kind of a big deal or something." He waved his hoof dismissively. "Whatever, if you can get her, she'll be a hell of an asset in our plan."
"U-um... This all sounds... Very... sinister." Pearl mumbled. Loose frowned. "Don't worry. This is all to make ponies happier. It's fine. You can trust me, I'm your boss." He said. Pearl nodded, feeling as though her brain had been hit with a glass of cool water, washing her doubts away. A smile broke out on her face. "O-okay! I'll get it done, sir. Um... How... How exactly do I convince her?" She asked, weakly. "Just show up wearing a diaper. Your training will take care of the rest." He said, with a smile.
With that, he finished his coffee and stood, giving her a slight wink and disappearing out the door.
Pearl huffed faintly in relief. She'd just met one of her bosses face to face... And he wasn't all that bad. She knew she could trust him. With that, she grabbed her saddlebags, and stuffed a diaper into them, happily setting out, this time without any apprehension of wearing diapers publicly.
... Or so she'd hoped. Pearl was finally at the right place, but turns out being a famous fashion designer meant you tended to be on streets with lots of traffic, which meant Pearl had hundreds of staring eyes passing as she approached the door.
However, as she stepped inside, and laid a hoof on the threshold of the place, a strange, fuzzy warmth settled over her, and the mare felt her body working on autopilot.
She slowly waddled in, her diaper having doubled in size during the walk. The jingle of the door's bell behind her made her giggle- It sounded so cute! Maybe she could attach bells to her diaper...
Pearl was distracted from that line of thought however, as the store's attendant appeared from out of an army of mannequins. She was a white mare, with a curly purple mane, and gorgeous violet eyes. She also wore a pair of red glasses, and was brandishing a measuring tape, held in her magic.
"Welcome to the Carousel Boutique, where we make you ch--- oh!" The mare stopped, however, as she saw Pearl in all her padded glory. Pearl simply giggled, and slowly approached. Her mouth spoke words she didn't mean to say, all while her body took steps she didn't mean to take.
"Hey there! Sorry about yesterday, I didn't mean to... Distract you like I did. I thought I'd come by your shop to apologise!" She said, eagerly. Rarity stammered a little, a blush coming to her cheeks as Pearl looked her in the eyes, licking her lips.
"A-ahh, of course, darling! Not a b-bother in the s-slightest." She said, trying not to stare as Pearl turned to look at the racks of clothing she had on display, her hips ever so gently swaying.
"Wow, you have so much to wear... All this sewing must take ages!" She said.
Sway, sway, sway.
"Um, well. Magic tends to help, of course!" Rarity said, slightly flustered, her eyes drawn downward to the spiralled logo of DeltaCorp, her eyes tracking it as it swayed.
Sway, sway, sway.
"Oh of course, but it's such a menial task! I mean the needle just goes in and out, left and right, left and right, left and right... And it just keeps going. It never stops! It must be so hard to concentrate!" Pearl said, with a mischievous grin, glancing backward, watching as Rarity watched.
Sway, sway, sway.
"Left... Right... Ah... Yes, of...Of course. So hard to... To..." "To concentrate? I know! It must be good to just relax sometimes. To just stop focusing on anything but what's right in front of you, and let yourself drift off into a nice, relaxing sleep." Pearl began to back up, hips still moving left and right.
Sway... sway... sway...
"Y... Yes... Drift..." Rarity was slowly beginning to drool now, eyelids drooping. "In fact, I even have a pillow here for you, to rest your sleepy little head." Pearl purred, slowly pressing her diaper against Rarity's face. Rarity let out the faintest moan, and leant into it, almost falling forward as she rested her head on it. Pearl shivered happily, and giggled again.
"Would you like a pillow of your own?" She asked, licking her lips. "Whuh...?" Rarity mumbled, sleepily. "It's a diaper, silly. Would you like one? I think it'd look great on you..." Pearl whispered. The word diaper made Rarity shift a little, but her mind was so mushy at this point that even such an odd fashion choice couldn't rouse her. She nodded slowly, ever so softly drooling onto the soft surface beneath her.
"Okay, you just gotta agree that once it's on, you can't take it off until you make one for yourself! And you gotta keep making them. I mean, you want to make them anyway, you absolutely looooove diapers, and modelling them for everyone you know, right? You want to make sure they know wearing diapers is natural, comfortable, and ohhh so normal~" Pearl purred.
The drooling, entranced Rarity slowly nodded. "Uh-huh..." She mumbled.
"Okay! You're going to wake up when you feel your head drop, and when you do, you're going to ask me if I have a diaper for you to wear, since you've lost yours~" Pearl slipped forward, and Rarity's head dropped.
Immediately, the mare whipped to attention, cheeks burning red as she swayed on the spot, still recovering from her impromptu trance. "U-uhm... What were we talking about, dear?" She asked, sleepily. "Oh, you know, diapers n' stuff." Pearl said, bluntly, giggling as she watched Rarity twitch in surprise.
"O-oh, yes! Of course. S-say... You wouldn't happen to have a... a... a s-spare, would you? I seem to have mis... misplaced mine..." She said, with a blush. Pearl nodded, and fished about in her saddlebags, producing the DeltaCorp branded diaper and hoofing it off to Rarity. The mare nodded, still blushing. "Th-thank you! Aha..." She seemed to recover somewhat, her confidence returning as she took the thing in a magical hold, casually lifting a leg to slip it through one of the holes, then the other, slipping it on tightly and snugly. A soft shudder ran up her spine, that Pearl, even in her uncontrolled state, felt oh so jealous of, in spite of herself.
Rarity cleared her throat, and turned, undressing her mannequins. "Now, I have so many new ideas for... Products. I apologise for being rude, dear, but may we continue our discussion another time?" She asked, politely. Pearl nodded, licking her lips. "Of course!~ I look forward to it." She purred, turning and happily waddling out the door.
The second fresh air hit her, Pearl felt in control of herself again, and immediately fell flat on her face, yelping in surprise.
"Wh... What was that...? And... Why... did it feel so good..." She whispered, pulling herself up. She immediately turned, and began her trip home, her head low as she pushed between crowds of ponies, still reeling over the total loss of control she'd just had... And how good it had felt...
The walk home passed by in a blur-- Thankfully the only interaction she had was bumping into some yellow pegasus, but the mare had simply stammered an apology and skittered away, so there was no embarrassing bending over to be done.
By the time Pearl got home, she was exhausted, and collapsed on her couch, groaning meekly. Her diaper was so ludicrously heavy to carry around... But it felt so warm and relaxing, not having a diaper on was uncomfortable and scary.
She stretched out, and dozed off into a small nap, satisfied that she'd done a good job...
... and several hours later, Pearl awoke to the sound of knocking on her door. With a weak groan, she sat up, yawning cutely, and rubbing her eyes. She slowly slid off her couch, and, deciding to let the knocker wait a few more minutes, changed herself, her old diaper tossed aside. The fresh padding was nowhere near as big as the one she'd just been wearing, but Pearl knew it'd slowly start swelling on it's own, soon enough. A mental image of Rarity in her boutique, designing diaper-based outfits while dragging around her own huge, poofy weight had Pearl shuddering with excitement.
She was shaken from her reverie when she realised the knocker was still knocking. Waddling over to her door, she peeked through the peephole, and jumped a little when she saw it was Loose Fur, one of her new bosses. Quickly, she opened the door, nodding politely. "U-um, hello sir!" She said, eagerly. He gave her a charming smile, cockily swaying into her apartment and looking around. "I assume you've gone and done what I asked?" He said, with a smirk, glancing back at her. Pearl nodded, as she closed her door.
"Y-yes, sir, of course! She was very... eager to take part. And make lots of fun designs." She said, with a giggle. Loose nodded, and sat down on her couch, stretching eagerly. "Mmm. It pleases me to know things are proceeding correctly." He said, with a nod. Pearl smiled. "Um... So... Do I get an office now?" She joked. Loose laughed weakly, tapping hos forehooves together. "Ahhh... If only, aha. We have yet to actually acquire an official office building... That warehouse we met you at is pretty much all we have, at the moment." He said, with a chuckle.
Pearl blinked. "Wait... Then how did you afford all this fun stuff?" She pointed to her employee induction box. Loose smirked. "That's most of our stock right there, actually.That's why we're having you target certain... important ponies, to ensure we can, ahh... secure funding, and continued interest."
Pearl shrugged. "Well, alright... Wait, why don't you guys wear diapers? Me and your secretary gal are." She said, with a frown. Loose blushed slightly. "Ahh... Well, it wouldn't do for the heads of the company to be waddling around in diapers now, would it? No, we'll hold off for now." He said, with a faint laugh. Pearl frowned a little harder, feeling something... stirring in her mind. Slowly, she felt whatever it was taking control of her body. She swayed over to the employee induction box.
"Well, if you're sure..." She said, mouth moving on it's own as she bent over, hips slowly swaying, the DeltaCorp logo on her rump slowly swaying with it. "So... What exactly happened when I got into the boutique? I lost control of myself, and just... went wild..." She asked. Loose glanced over, clearing his throat as he saw her rump, his blush deepening a little. "Ahh... We call it the Sleeper Agent program. Just a little thing we had... programmed into you, to make you better at convincing ponies to wear diapers, especially when they're... unwilling." He said, with a nod, his eyes casually following her swaying rump, as she dug about in the box.
"Hmmm... How do I do that? I don't remember a lot..." She straightened up, and Loose wrenched his gaze away. Pearl slowly opened the packaging of the product she'd fished out- one of DeltaCorp's diapersuits.
"Oh, through some simple hypnosis. It's pretty simple, really. Sway a little, talk softly, left right, left right, all that." He said, waving a hoof dismissively. "So, I've come to discuss your next... targets today-- what are you doing?" He yelped as he saw how close Pearl was. She put the diapersuit down next to Loose. "We can discuss that soon... First, let's discuss how... reluctant you are to wear your own products." SHe turned around, slowly swaying her padded rump inches from his face. The stallion blushed deeply, body growing warm as he watched, panting slightly.
"A-ahh, crap, I told Spiral we had to be more careful with the hypn-- s-stop!" He cut himself off, as his eyes were drawn to the logo, swaying left, right, left, right... Slowly, his breathing grew calmer, softer. His eyelids began to droop, a faint, dazed smile spreading across his face.
Pearl giggled as she glanced back. "Now, you're going to put that diapersuit on, and no matter what, under any circumstances, you will not want to take it off. You'll be fully aware of that, but you'll absolutely love it nonetheless. You'll love the humiliation and utter shame that comes with wearing a permanent thing like that. And you won't tell the other board members that I hypnotised you into doing this. You just did it because you're such a cute little sissy, you felt like showing the whole entire world just how much of a diaper-loving sissy you really are, deep down." She purred, finishing her statement by bopping her diaper against Loose's muzzle.
"Now... wake up." She giggled, turning around as Loose snapped back to reality, shaking his head. "Wh-what was I..." He glanced to his left, seeing the folded diapersuit on the couch next to him, his breath catching in his throat as he quickly grabbed it. "H-hang on." He said, stumbling to his hooves. Pearl stepped back, giggling softly as he stripped out of his fancy jacket and tie, his suit pants flying away as well. Entirely naked, Loose panted as he unfolded the suit, and eagerly stepped into it, pulling the tight, shiny latex over his fur.
As he finished pulling it up, the latex ending at his neck, right under his chin, the zipper slowly began to fade away. At the same time, the rump area began to swell, the diaper inflating rapidly between his legs. Bigger and bigger, bigger and bigger... And it finally stopped as the zipper finally wicked away, permanently trapping the stallion... He sighed dreamily, rubbing his huge, rubber diaper, a dreamy, dazed smile on his face.
"Hey, sissy, wake up." Pearl teased, giggling deviously. Loose snapped to attention again, wiping the drool from his chin. "U-um, yeah." He blushed brightly, pressing his hind legs together. "A-anyway, n... next target, yeah." He cleared his throat. "Her name is... uh..." He shook his head.
"Her name is Fluttershy. She lives outside town, near the forest. She's close to a brash pegasus we want to try and get a diaper on... She's always flying about, so she'd be the perfect advertisement for our..." He slowly rubbed the rubber of his diaper again. "... p-products." He said. Pearl giggled deviously, and slapped his rump, earning a cute squeak from the stallion, and a rubber squeak from his huge padding. "On it, boss." She purred. "You can go, now. I'll see you later." She said, giggling as Loose waddled toward the door, blushing and trying to squirm out with his huge diaper.
As the door shut behind him, Pearl once again returned to normal, like a bucket of ice water had splashed over her mind. She shook her head, blinking rapidly. "O-oh, that's... That's not gonna end well... What's going on with me?" SHe rubbed her eyes sleepily. "Oh well... Fluttershy. I think I know her... She'll be a fun one..." Pearl giggled softly, once again setting out, to have some... fun.