In the magical land of Equestria, hidden high up in the Foal Mountains, was a small town called Poofquestria, a strange and silly little town with an even stranger and sillier custom...
In the magical land of Equestria, hidden high up in the Foal Mountains, was a small town called Poofquestria. A silly name perhaps, and one you wouldn’t be able to find on any official maps, as only half whispered rumours even hinted at the town’s fabled existence. This ensured that only those actively looking for Poofquestria would be able to find it, a small safety measure given the town’s unusual founding principles...
Fair Warning: This fic will contain diapers. Very, very, very poofy diapers and the lives of the ponies who wear them in this odd little town. Idea is heavily inspired by the works of the amazingly talented artist Kurikia on Furaffinity.
This fic will also have no update schedule of any kind other than "When I feel like it".
In the magical land of Equestria, hidden high up in the Foal Mountains, was a small town called Poofquestria. A silly name perhaps, and one you wouldn’t be able to find on any official maps, as only half whispered rumours even hinted at the town’s fabled existence. This ensured that only those actively looking for Poofquestria would be able to find it, a small safety measure given the town’s unusual founding principles.
For the most part, the small idilic town was no different than any other town despite its secretive location. The town had a small population of only a couple hundred ponies, giving it a very “every pony knows every pony” feel to it. The town was also surprisingly self-sufficient, outside of a small list of necessary imports to keep the townsfolk happy. The one thing that set it apart from every other town in Equestrian would become painfully obvious the moment anyone entered the town.
For you see, in Poofquestria, every pony no matter their gender or species wore diapers. And not just any diapers either, but massive, padding filled diapers that resembled overstuff pillows, were covered in a never ending variety of cute and adorable prints, and caused every pony to walk with an adorably pronounced waddle. To the ponies who lived in Poofquestria, diapers to them were little more than a normal piece of clothing, like how a mare might wear a dress or a stallion might wear a shirt to go out. Barely any pony so much as batted an eye at seeing their friends and neighbours walking around in such poofy, foalish garments every minute of everyday, except to occasionally stop and compliment them on their diaper’s thickness, cute designs, or to politely point out that the pony was in need of a change.
Whether they used their diapers as simply clothing or for their “intended purpose” was also an accepted practice within the town. Among the ponies who called the town home included those who had one way or another been rendered completely incontinent and had sought out a place they could live without needing to hide or live in shame for what they couldn’t control, ponies who were not incontinent but still enjoyed using their diapers either at all times or only whenever they felt the desire to do so, and ponies who wore but did not use their diapers for such purposes at all and simply enjoyed the feeling of having their plot enveloped in thick and fluffy padding at all times.
No matter their reason, what had lead them all to Poofquestria in the first place was their love of big, poofy diapers, and it was that love that helped them to live in peace with one another, free to enjoy themselves without feeling ashamed of their odd or taboo desires, the town motto proudly proclaiming, “A Diapered Pony is a Happy Pony!”
Cutting through another patch of overgrown foliage, Walnut Glaze wiped a bead of sweat from his brow before taking a long drink from his canteen. Returning the canteen to his bags, the light brown Earth Pony pulled out his small notebook as he reread the directions he had been given. Of course, said directions had been given to him by several less than talkative sources, resulting in some guess work as to whether or not he was on the right path or just walking in circles.
“Start at the base of Foal Mountain… Keep going North until you hit a stream, then follow that stream until you reach a bolder that looks like a pear… Follow the midday sun through the forest until you find a sign that your destination is not far…” He read to himself, looking around for any hint or landmark that could indicate that he was heading the right way. He had been walking for what felt like hours, and the sun helmet he had purchased at the train station was the only thing keeping him from collapsing from heat stroke, while the jungle outfit he wore made dealign the bugs only slightly more bearable. In frustration, he hurled his machete into the forest, hearing it strike wood not far from him. Grumbling to himself, Walnut trotted over to retrieve his machete in order to continue his journey.
However, as he pushed aside an overgrown vine, his eyes widened at what lay before him. He had found his machete, but what it had hit wasn’t a tree like he had first thought, but a wooden post. And on that wooden post was the sign he had been searching so long for.
A sign that read in bright blue lettering “Poofquestria: This way!”, an arrow pointing to a clearly maintained pathway that cut right through the forest.
Overcome with excitement, Walnut took off at a run, his hooves pounding against the pavement for several minutes before he spotted the makings of a town in the distance, only increasing his speed. Before long, Walnut reached the hidden town, skidding to a halt and panting for breath as he gazed up at the sign above the entrance that proclaimed “Welcome to Poofquestria!”
Finally, after weeks of searching, he had finally found it. Stepping through the open entranceway, Walnut’s jaw nearly hit the ground at what he saw.
All around him ponies of all descriptions strolled through the streets, a pronounced waddle in their steps thanks to the massive diapers every pony wore. Walnut had never seen such big and poofy diapers in all his life, like giant pillows softly hugging everypony’s behind. As he picked his jaw back up off the ground, a smile slowly spread across Walnut’s face. “Everything the tales said were true!”
“And more.”
Walnut almost jumped out his skin as a voice spoke from right beside him. As his heart rate went back down to normal again, he glanced over at the pony who had spoken. A cherry red unicorn with a yellow and orange mane had walked up to him without making a sound, despite the large diaper covered with flame designs he was wearing. “I… uh…”
“New around here, I take it?” The unicorn chuckled as he turned his head to look the Earth Pony in the eyes.. “Name’s Cherry Burn, and I remember when I first arrived, I had about the same reaction as you. Course, I’m guessing by the fact that you were able to find this place at all that you’re no stranger to diapers, now are ya?” As if to confirm this, Cherry Burn stepped back and poked a hoof against Walnut’s covered behind, feeling a familiar of soft cushion underneath his outfit.
“Eeep!” Walnut’s face was bright red with embarrassment, his tail instinctively tucking between his legs as she shied away from the touchy unicorn.
“Sorry about that, mate. Just making sure. So, you got a name or what?”
“W-Walnut. Walnut G-Glaze.”
“Nice meetin’ ya, Walnut, and let me be the first to welcome ya to our fine town of Poofquestria!”
Walnut felt some of his embarrassment fade at he once more glanced around him at all the ponies going about in their thick and poofy diapers without a care in the world. He had dreamed of this day for so long, and now that it was here he found himself at a loss as to what to do next.
“Hey, Poofquestria to Walnut? You still with me, mate?”
Snapping out of his stupor, Walnut quickly replied, “Sorry! I just… there’s so much to take in.”
“Care for a tour, then?”
“Uh.. sure, if it’s not too much trouble…”
“Ah, no trouble at all, mate! Now follow me, I know just the place to start!”
And so, Walnut followed behind his new friend as he was lead deeper into Poofquestria. Along the way Cherry would greet ponies cheerfully, complimenting them on anything from their looks to how fashionable their diapers were. Walnut stayed quiet through out it all, looking away quickly whenever a pony noticed him staring in awe at their padded rump for too long. “Uh… Cherry? Where are we going?”
“Why, where else? Can’t in good conscience let you continue to walk around in those paper thin excuses for padding, so our first stop is to get you into some proper diapers first!”
Walnut felt like he could die of embarrassment at how openly Cherry was talking about getting him a new diaper, glancing around frightfully to see if anyone had heard. So distracted was he that Walnut didn’t noticed that Cherry had stopped until he bumped face first into Cherry’s puffy rear, his face becoming enveloped in a sweet smelling cloud of poof for a brief moment before he stumbled back in surprise. “S-Sorry!”
“Ah, it’s cool, mate. Happens all the time,” Cherry replied with the same chill expression as before. “Well, here we are!” Gesturing upward, Walnut glanced up at where Cherry was indicating to see that they’d stop infront of a store, the sign about it reading “Patty’s Poofy Posteriors!”
“Is… is this a…”
“Yeppers! Best diaper shop in town! Now come on, let me introduce ya to the owner.”
Still in a state of utter disbelief, Walnut did as he was told and followed Cherry into the store, the bell above the door jingling above his head as he stepped across the threshold.
If just walking into town had been an experience, then stepping into the shop was like walking into a whole different world. Super thick and poof filled diapers filled the shelves as far as the eye could see, ranging from simple white to every colour and design imaginable that any diaper-loving pony could ever want.
It’s official: I’ve died and gone to heaven.
Walking past the starstruck Walnut, Cherry hollered, “Hey, Patty! Ya here?”
“Coooomming!” Came a mare’s voice from within the store, before a light yellow Earth Pony mare with a twin green mane, and wearing a store uniform came trotting into view. Like the rest of the town’s inhabitants, she was wearing a poofy diaper on her behind, one that as she got closer Walnut could see was a slight shade of pink and covered in designs of flowers.
Not that he was staring or anything…
“Good to see ya, Cherry. How ya doi–“ She halted mid-step as she let out a loud gasp, her eyes positively lighting up as she barrelled forward and enveloped the unprepared Walnut in a hug. “Who is this!? A new friend!?”
“This be Walnut, Patty,” Cherry replied, his hoof pressed to his mouth in an attempt to hold back his laughter. “He’s new here, so I figured why not come to the best diaper selling pony I know to help him?”
Pulling away from Walnut, Patty grabbed his hoof with both of her hooves and vigorously shook it up and down. “Welcome to my store, Walnut, where we sell only the best and thickest diapers in all of Equestria! Any preference? Colour? Design? Prints?”
It took a moment for Walnut to stop shaking from the sudden hoof shake he had experienced, barely enough time to catch his bearings as he was suddenly bombarded with questions from the easily excitable mare. “Uh… Uh… Do you… Do you have any in plain white?” Walnut eventually replied, berating himself for going with such a lame and boring option when he was literally surrounded by the most colourful diapers he had ever seen.
Patty didn’t so much bat an eye as she said, “One plain white, coming up!” , turning around and running deeper into the store. She was gone but a moment before she returned, this time carrying a plain white diaper on her back. “Here you go!”
As Walnut held the diaper in his hooves, he found that his earlier comparison of a pillow had been far more accurate than he had thought, cause if he didn’t know any better he would be sure that he was holding just an overstuffed pillow in his hooves and not a diaper.
He had to have it. “How much?”
“First diaper is on the house! Consider it a gift to welcome you into our little town!”
“Really?” Walnut was at a loss from the cheer generosity on display, managing to squeak out a quick, “Thank you…”
“Well, what ya waiting for, mate?” Cherry Burns said. “Put it on!”
If Walnut’s face got any redder, ponies might start mistaking him for a tomato. “R–Right here?!”
“If ya want…” Patty said with a sly glint in her eyes before pointing towards the opposite side of the store. “Changing rooms are over there, sweetie. Just holler if you’d like some help.”
Nodding, Walnut trotted over towards the changing rooms, still clutching the thick diaper he had been given tightly as he stepped into the room and closed the door behind him, finding it to be far bigger than any changing room he had ever seen back home, likely to accommodate his soon to be new attire.
“Well… here goes nothing…” Removing his saddlebags and setting them down, Walnut slowly began undressing himself from his jungle outfit, reveal the plain white diaper he had been wearing during his journey. It was still as clean as when he had put it on, as Walnut mostly enjoyed the feel, comfort and, strangely enough, the small boost of confidence that wearing diapers brought him. Removing it as well, Walnut stashed both it and his outfit into his saddlebags (save for his hat, of course) before turning his attention to the poofy diaper he had been given.
Slowly unfurling the diaper, he carefully positioned himself over it, with just laying his plot down onto it resulting in his rear sinking into the soft padding as he treaded his tail through the hole. Just as he was prepared to pull up the front and begin taping himself in, he spotted a bottle of foal powder sitting within hoof’s reach nearby.
Why not? Grabbing the bottle of powder and twisting the cap, the air became filled with a cloud of sweet smelling powder as he sprinkled a more than generous amount onto his lower half and into the diaper itself. Once he was satisfied, he finally brought up the front of the diaper and carefully taped himself into it. “One… two… three… and four! Done!” With diaper finally secured, Walnut rolled onto his belly and slowly stood up.
For the second time, Walnut felt like he was in heaven. Trying to compare wearing the flimsy diapers he had worn for so long before this to the sheer mass that now enveloped his rear was like trying to compare a sandbox to the San Palomino Desert. Taking a small step, Walnut nearly fell flat onto his padded rear at how much the padding pushed apart his back legs and turned his walk into a waddle. Taking several more careful steps, Walnut was able to confidently walk around the changing room, though the waddle would still take some getting used to.
The greatest thing to result from the new diaper was the sudden swell of confidence Walnut felt. Before, he had been barely able to work up the courage to wear a diaper even under clothes, now he felt like he could waltz around town without a care at who saw him. This air of new confidence was almost palatable as he emerged from the changing rooms to find Cherry Burn and Patty eagerly awaiting his return.
“It suits you perfectly!” Patty cheered as she clapped her hooves in excitement.
“How’s it feel, mate?”
The newly confidence Walnut didn’t even hesitate to reply with, “Feels amazing, almost indescribably even. I like it!”
“I knew ya would, mate! Now that you’re all nice and dressed up, how about we continue that tour I promised? I’ve got some friends I know you’ll just love to meet!”
Beaming from ear to ear, Walnut gave a quick thank you to Patty before him and Cherry barrelled out of the store, bumping their diapered hips together as they raced through past other ponies. While Walnut knew in the back of his mind that he was only visiting and would soon have to leave Poofquestria for his home, he was already making plans to make his time spent in this padded paradise a far more permanent affair.
Thus was the inescapable allure of the little town nestled in the Foal Mountains that was Poofquestria.
Like most towns in Equestrian, social gatherings with friends around drinks and food were a staple in the town of Poofquestria. Once such group met every Thursday at the lead member’s house, largely focused on gossiping and talking about everything new that had happened to them over the week.
“She did not!” One of the ponies, a unicorn mare with a light yellow coat and gold coloured mane with a white swirl in it named Honeycomb Swirl, gasped as she looked towards her friend. True to her namesake, Honeycomb was wearing a bright yellow diaper with little bee prints all over it.
“Oh, mark my diapers, she did! Can you believe it?” Confirmed another unicorn mare by the name of Silk Heart, who was a light pink mare with a light red mane. Just like Honeycomb, Silk Heart was wearing a poofy diaper that matched her namesake, covered in little designs of hearts.
The third member of their group, a yellow earth pony mare with a light green mane named Daffodil, giggled loudly along with her friends as she took a sip of her tea. Going with the theme of the group, her diaper was also covered in prints matching her namesake, in this case little daffodils. All three diapers now served as comfortable cushions for them as they all sat around Silk Heart’s kitchen table, complete with tea and snack cakes.
“Berry Bliss?” Silk Heart said as she looked across the table at the newest member of they group. “You’ve been pretty quiet… is something wrong?”
Berry Bliss, a pegasus mare with a raspberry red coat and purple mane, looked up at her friends. “Oh! Sorry, I just… can’t really think of much to talk about…” she said as she shifted slightly in her seat, her diaper crinkling loudly with every movement of her rear. Like them, her own poofy diaper was covered in little adorable raspberry designs like her namesake.
“Well…” Silk Heart began as she popped a sugar cube into her tea and began to stir it in. “It’s been a few weeks since you moved to our lovely little town, hasn’t it?”
“Just over a month, yes.” Berry replied.
“And how have you been adjusting to the new lifestyle since then? I remember you mentioning before about how you were having trouble sleeping while diapered?”
“Still having trouble…” Berry admitted with a sigh, her wings ruffling a bit as she picked up a nearby snack cake and began to munch on it. “I don’t know why, but wearing such big diapers to bed is far too distracting. I just can’t stop thinking about them and end up just tossing and turning for hours until I finally just get fed up and remove it entirely.”
“Ah…” Silk Heart replied with a smile. “Wearing to bed is certainly an experience I would highly recommend, though it can take a while to get used to, that’s for sure. You had similar troubles, didn’t you, Daffodil?”
“Yep. Took me weeks and multiple sleepless nights before I finally got settled. Now I can fall asleep in minutes, no problem. I say just keep at it and eventually it’ll just click. I guarantee you’ll have the best night’s sleep you’ve ever had too.”
“Okay, I’ll try,” Berry replied.
“Other than that, how have you been adjusting to wearing almost 24/7?” Silk Heart inquired.
This brought a genuine smile to Berry’s face. “It’s been amazing! Like everything I dreamed, but more! The feeling of having my rump swaddled in such soft and poofy padding… Mhhhmmm, heaven. It’s like wearing a soft and fluffy cloud, only way better! Also…” Wiggling her rump again, Berry could just barely feel a slight dampness in her diaper. “Not having to worry about cleaning up the toilet has been a major relief.”
The entire group broke out into laughter at that, cackling to themselves like a small coven of witches. “Indeed,” Silk heart agreed once her laughter had died down. “Remind me to tell you the story of my ex-husband sometime. I would rather have spent time in Tartarus than clean up the disaster he left the toilet after only a week!”
“Why do you we even have toilets here?” Honeycomb asked as she munched away on a snack cake. “Every pony wears diapers here, that’s the whole point of this town after all! So why are there some too afraid to use them like they should?”
“We’ve been over this, Honeycomb…” Silk Heart said with a stern tone in her voice and a disapproving glare in her eyes. “This town was founded so that all diaper loving ponies of all kinds could come and live in a safe place where they wouldn’t be judged. That includes ponies who choose to wear diapers as a form of fashion, but choose not to use them for that purpose. I see no fault in it myself, to each their own, after-all.”
“Still seems weird to me…” Honeycomb added as she wiped crumbs from her cheeks with a napkin.
“Remember, to the rest of Equestria, we’re the weird ones!” Silk Heart said as she took a sip of her tea. “On the subject of using our diapers, does anypony here need a change?”
“I’m good,” Berry Bliss was quick to reply.
Daffodil and Honeycomb both took a moment to check the state of their own diapers, having become so accustomed to wearing them that they often didn’t even notice anymore when they became used. “I’m still good too,” Daffodil replied, though Honeycomb appeared less certain.
“I… I think I can go a little bit longer. I’m not quite soaked just yet.”
“Are you sure?” Silk Heart asked. “You don’t want to leak again like before, do you?”
“That was one time! Sweet Celestia, never let me live it down…”
“Oh, I’m just teasing you, Honeycomb. Since we’re all good, who would like a refill on their tea?”
Three empty teacups were raised into the air in response.
And so, the hours just flew by as friends both old and new chatted away about everything and nothing at the same time. Much tea was drank, many snack cakes devoured, and more than one diaper would be in need of a change before the day was done.
Just another peaceful and fun filled day in the town of Poofquestria.
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.
Like most of Equestria, the town of Poofquestria loved to celebrate a number of time worn traditions and holidays, one of the most popular being the holiday known as Nightmare Night. The entire town had been done up in lights and spooky decorations to fit the mood as ponies were dressed up in some manner of costume. Everywhere you looked you saw ghosts and goblins, witches and werewolves, ninjas and nannies, and just about every kind of costume you could possibly imagine were all on display.
And, in theme with the town’s unique founding principals, every costumed pony waddled rather than ran thanks to the large, poofy diapers they were all wearing with their costume. Obviously no pony minded since the sight of such puffy diapers were a common normality in the town, and for many the diapers served to prolong the fun of trick-or-treating well into the late hours of the night, as well as protect some ponies from certain “accidents” that may occur from sudden spooks and scares. Plenty of ponies would leave their homes in a fresh diaper, only to return in need of a change by the end of the night, another normal occurrence in this unusual town.
For this night’s tale, let us follow a small group of friends as they enjoy the festivities, shall we?
“I love Nightmare Night!” shouted an earth pony mare with a light orange coat and pink mane named Cinnamon Sings as she happily munched on a candy bar. Her costume was of a maid, the skirt purposely designed to be as short as possible to show off as much of her pink, heart speckled diaper. “The candy, the costumes, the scares, the candy—“
“You said candy already,” remarked Brick Mane, the blue unicorn stallion walking just behind her. He was dressed as a dragon as his costume, the large bulk around his plot the only indication of his diapered status as the costume covered him completely.
(In truth, Brisk Mane had been too lazy to figure out a costume in time, so he had settled on wearing one of his favourite onesies instead. He would deny it if you asked him, though…)
“Well, that’s just because the candy is one of my favourite parts!” As if to emphasize this, Cinnamon reached into her candy bag and pulled out a lollipop, tearing off the wrapping before popping it into her mouth. “I mean, how can you go wrong with free candy?”
Brisk said nothing back as he followed behind her, carrying his own candy filled bag over his shoulder.
“Cinnamon!" whined the light green pegasus mare lagging behind at the back of their little group. The mare, named Gentle Rain, was dressed as a typical ghost, draped in a white sheet with two eye holes cut out of the front so she could see, and two more cut out the sides for her wings. “You promised we’d go to the haunted maze soon!’
“And we will, just as soon as we’re done hitting every house in town.” Reaching into her candy bag again, this time Cinnamon pulled out a carefully planned map of the town, with the best route to hit every house plotted out in advance. “At our current rate, we should be done in another hour or so…”
“Cinnamon!” Gentle whined again.
“Alright, fine!” Cinnamon said with a huff as she stuffed her map back into her bag. “We’ll go to the silly maze for a bit, and then we’ll hit the remaining houses. Alright?”
“Yay!” Gentle squeed, clapping her front hooves happily. “Thanks, Cinnamon!”
Cinnamon just sighed, unhappy with needing to delay her carefully planned candy route for even a moment. “Why are you in such a hurry anyway? You don’t need a change already, do you?”
“Nope!” Gentle replied, shaking her head.
“Really?” Grinning, Cinnamon waddled up to Gentle. “Then you won’t mind if I… take a peek!” Lightning fast, Cinnamon grabbed the edge of the sheet Gentle was wearing and lifted it up, revealing her orange, pumpkin themed diapers for all to see. Pressing a hoof into the thick padding, she felt around for a minute before remaking, “Dry, for now.” As she pulled the sheet back down over Gentle’s rear, she muttered, “You and your seasonal diapers, Gentle…”
“They’re cute! And festive!” Gentle said in her defence.
Brisk just giggled to himself as Cinnamon and his girlfriend continued to bicker as per usual.
“Alright then, let’s get going and get this over with so we can go back to getting free candy!” Cinnamon announced as the trio set off for the hedge maze set up near the edge of town.
Before long, the group stood outside of the entrance to the maze, which had been done up in a large variety of scary decorations such as ghoulish looking pumpkins, plastic skeletons reaching out their bony hooves as if ready to snatch you up at a moments, notice, coffins with dry ice smoke billowing out of them, and even a massive statue of the terrifying Nightmare Moon, rearing up with her wings spread wide as if she was preparing to gobble up any pony who dared to cross her path. Placed in front of the statue was a chest with a sign that read “Offerings to Nightmare Moon”.
“Welcome, travellers!” Proclaimed an earth pony stallion standing directly in front of the entrance to the maze while dressed as a warlock as the three approached. “Are you brave enough to enter the dread Haunted Maze, where not even your terrified screams will be able to escape?”
Despite her love of everything scary, Gentle was still a giant scaredy-cat, as she clung to Brisk like one would hug a stuffed animal they knew would protect them from the monsters. Brisk didn’t seem to mind though, following behind Cinnamon as she walked up to the stallion.
Cinnamon rolled her eyes at the cheesy performance. “Sure, whatever. Just move aside and let us in already.”
“Hold, for there is a toll to enter this accursed place!” The stallion announced as he pointed at the chest near the Nightmare Moon statue. “All that is required to enter is an offering so that Nightmare Moon will be satiated for another year. One piece of candy is all it takes.”
Cinnamon hissed, not wanting to part with her hard earned candy so easily. Before she could say a word though, Brisk had already placed a hoof over her mouth to silence the less than family friendly words she was about to utter.
“Come on, Cinnamon. The sooner we pay the toll, the sooner we can get even more candy to replace it, alright?”
Grumbling, Cinnamon reluctantly pulled out a toffee from her bag and dropped it into the chest, the other two ponies doing the same. Only then did the warlock step aside, allowing them entry into the maze.
“This better be worth it…” Cinnamon muttered as the three ventured further and further into the maze. They could hear the screams of other ponies already lost somewhere deep within the maze, as well as other ghoulish sounds that contributed to blanketing the maze in a haunting atmosphere.
Gentle trembled like a leaf in the wind as she clung to Brisk, the normally unshakable stallion also starting to appear scared as they took turn after turn without any direction in mind. Cinnamon remained unflappable though as they walked, undeterred as ponies dressed as skeletons, mummies, and zombies jumped out at random intervals, scaring her two companions almost every time.
If you listened closely, you could hear the quiet hiss as at least one of them soak their diaper in fright, and Cinnamon was more than certain that Gentle would be in desperate need of a change by the time they reached the end.
As they turned another corner, the trio stopped in their tracks as they hit a dead end. Groaning, Cinnamon turned around to face her trembling friends. “Come on, let’s find another way out—“
She was cut off by a loud yell of fear from both Gentle and Brisk, who both immediately turned tail and ran back the way they came. With a huff, she turned around to face what had spooked the pair so badly.
Poking out of the wall of the hedge maze, Nightmare Moon towered menacingly over Cinnamon, the alicorn licking her lips as she flashed her large fans. “Oooh, what a tasty morsel I have found!”
Cinnamon just rolled her eyes. “Look, I get that you’re supposed to be ‘scary’, but can we just drop the act?” Slowly approaching the fake Nightmare Moon, Cinnamon reached a hoof out to de-mask the mare. “Obviously none of this is—“
Instead of touching fabric, her hoof slipped through the figure like it was nothing.
“… Real?” Looking up at the looming Nightmare Moon, Cinnamon could finally see that the figure was see-through, as the spectre continued to loom over her. “Uh…”
“RWAAAAR!”
“Eek!” Without a second thought, Cinnamon turned tail and ran blindly through the maze, not even sparing a moment to see whether or not the spectre was even chasing her or not. Turn after turn she barrelled down, desperately searching for the exit as her heart hammered away in her chest.
After what felt like forever, Cinnamon finally spotted the exit nearby and ran as fast as her legs could carry her, sliding to a stop just outside the exit. Gasping for breath, Cinnamon plopped her padded rear onto the ground before flopping backwards onto her back with a sigh of relief.
And then she started to laugh, uncontrollably even as she lay there, letting her fear slowly leave her system.
“There you are!”
Glancing up, she spotted Gentle and Brisk just exiting the maze. “We couldn’t find you after that Nightmare Moon appeared,” Brisk said, “so we started getting worried. Are you alright?”
“I’m… I’m fine,” Cinnamon muttered, giving a dismissive shake of her head. “You kidding? I wasn’t scared, this whole maze was so lame, just like I thought it would be!”
“Really?” Brisk remarked, grinning as he walked up and pressed a hoof against Cinnamon’s diaper and feeling it squish beneath his hoof. “Cause it looks like somepony got the piss scared out of them to me!”
Cinnamon’s face flushed bright red. “I… It’s not… It was already like this when we went in! You have to believe me!”
“Uh huh…” Brisk said, clearly not buying her story one bit. “I think we should get you changed first before we do any more trick-or-treating. Don’t want to risk you leaking by accident, right?”
Cinnamon grumbled some more as she refused to look Brisk in the eye, her face still flush from embarrassment.
“As a matter of fact…” Stepping back, Brisk snaked a hoof beneath the back of Gentle’s costume and pressed a hoof against her diaper as well, smiling as Gentle squeaked as her diaper too squished to the touch. “… I think both of you could use a fresh diaper change, right, Gentle?”
Despite blushing almost as red as Cinnamon, Gentle giggled as she reached up and planted a quick kiss on Brisk’s cheek. “As long as my big, strong dragon will be there to change me…”
Brisk chuckled as he nuzzled his girlfriend. “Of course, honey.”
“Hey, lovebirds!” Cinnamon shouted at the pair, already having stood back up and began to walk away during the pair’s mushy display. “Let’s go already! We’re burning the midnight oil!”
With no further delay, the three waddled off, two of them in desperate need of fresh diapers. As they did, they didn’t notice as the Warlock stallion from before stepped out from the shadows, his horn going dark again as he used his hat to cover it up once more. “Happy Nightmare Night.”
And so, the holiday would continue well into the night, with plenty of scares to leave many ponies in desperate need of dry diapers by night’s end. Just was the way in the unusual town of Poofquestria.
It was a day of celebration in the town of Poofquestria. For today was the first day of spring, which for this strange, diaper filled town signified the day of the town's initial founding countless moons ago. What had begun as a small commune of ponies seeking a place where they could enjoy their love of poofy diapers in peace had grown into a bustling community of diaper loving folks from just about every corner of Equestria, all brought together by the poofy padding they all wore.
The town had been all done up for the occasion, with colourful streamers, balloons, and banners that read “Poofquestria's Founding Day!” written across them hung up all over town. Rows and rows of tables lined the streets, every one of them covered in a bevy of delicious snacks and treats for everyone to enjoy. Various games and events had been set up around town, such as “Pin The Tail On The Poofy Pony” and “Rump Bump”, a game where two combatants stood rear to rear within a small circle and tried to push the other out of bounds using only their poofy diapered rump.
Everywhere you looked creatures of all kinds from ponies, to griffons, to even a few dragons and more waddled by as the sounds of laughter and merriment filled the air, mixed in with constant crinkling of all the colourful diapers being worn around town. Truly there wasn't a sad face to be found in the entire town for today's celebration.
As the town clock struck three, all sounds briefly died down as everyone in town all gathered around the center of town, the loud blare of a trumpet signalled the start of the Founding Day Parade. Parading through the center of town was a full on marching band of drummers, trumpeters, bagpipers, flute players, tuba players, and many more, all playing the town's anthem in perfect harmony as they all waddled by, making sure to occasionally wiggle their poofy diapers at the cheering crowd as they went.
Behind them followed a wide selection of hoof-built floats for various groups and businesses around town. The local fruit sellers had all dressed up in various fruit costumes and wore diapers covered in designs of or made to look like fruits like pears, oranges, apples, bananas, watermelons, pineapples and so many more.
The next float was for the tailor/dressmakers guild, proudly standing up on platforms and displaying their latest outfits to the crowd. One groups were a mix of mares and stallions all dressed in flowing gowns and dresses that at first seemed tailor maid to hide the diapers they were all wearing, which initially caused confusion to travel through the crowd as the float passed by. Suddenly, as the marching band belted out a high note, all the dress wearing ponies turned their backs to crowd and as one flipped up the trains of their dresses to reveal the custom designed diaper covers they were all wearing, all to uproarious applause from the crowd.
But the most anticipated floats were always the ones by the many diaper shops across town, with the biggest and grandest always belonging to none other than Patty Cakes of Patty's Poofy Posteriors. This year Patty had gone with a royal theme, as several diapered servants fanned Patty with large leaves as she sat upon a throne made entirely of the many brands of diapers she sold, with large stacks of poofy diapers set up all around her.
Stepping down from the throne, Patty gazed across the crowd, the earth pony mare wearing a golden tiara on her head along with a white dress with golden accents across her body. She had even worn a gold coloured diaper cover over her poofy diaper to give herself even more of a royal look. Raising her hoof and waving to crowd for a moment, one of the helper ponies passed her a microphone as a short burst of static from the float's speakers reverberated through the air.
“As your Mistress of All Things Poofy, I decree... free samples for everyone!”
An uproarious cheer filled the air as everpony on the float scooped up diapers scattered around the float and began to happily toss them into the crowd of happy townsfolk, many in the crowd jumping up as they tried to catch the rain diapers falling upon the crowd.
The festivities would continue on through the day and well into the night, with the excitement only finally dying down not long before the sun would rise to welcome the day. Given the isolated location of the town, hidden up in the Foal Mountains, very few outside of the area would even know that any kind of celebration had taken place at all, and that was just how the citizens liked things in their happy little town of Poofquestria.