Sticks, Stones and Diapers
When Maud had met and fallen in love with Mud Briar, she knew that her little "secret" couldn't stay a secret from him for long. Once he started frequently visiting her at her dwelling in Ponyville adjacent, the usually stoic earth pony mare knew that sooner or later he was likely to find out what she hadn't exactly gone to great lengths to keep hidden. True, she'd already shared the secret with her sister, Pinkie Pie, and Pinkie had been pretty accepting. But it was anypony's guess as to how Mud would react to learning what his special somepony was into.
Still, Maud decided it would be best to tell him about her secret passion herself. And from there, well, it was out of her hooves. Whatever Mud decided to do, she'd have to accept it.
So it was that, on a day that seemed just like any other since Maud and Mud had officially become a couple in both public and private, the second oldest of the Pie sisters decided the time had come for her to reveal to Mud that which she had been keeping hidden from him. "I have something I want to tell you. It's about a little secret that I have." She told him as her tone of voice seemed to fluctuate ever so slightly, taking on the faintest hint of concern if one listened closely.
Mud, for his part, didn't change his expression in the slightest. He didn't suspect anything. "Whatever it is you wish to share with me, I will not mind it." He told his special somepony in no uncertain terms.
The stoic earth pony mare breathed deeply and slowly. This was it, the scene she had been rehearsing in her mind over and over again since deciding to tell her special somepony. "Just wait here," She instructed to him while looking into his eyes to see if she could judge any change of expression (she could not). "I'll... let you know when I'm ready for you." And she trotted off very slowly.
Mud Briar just stood there and waited patiently. The stallion had no idea what Maud was going to show him, but he silently vowed that he would try his best to keep an open mind.
At last, after what felt like hours (but had actually only been a few minutes), the familiar voice of Maud called out. "I'm ready now, Mud. You can come and see me in my bedroom."
"I won't be long." Mud called in reply and trotted towards the aforementioned room, all the while he was wondering what the secret could possibly be. It had to be something big if Maud was showing it off to him.
Slowly, the stick loving stallion trotted into Maud's bedroom. What his modest green eyes saw upon entering was enough to make them widen in surprise!
There stood Maud, having shed that grayish-green tunic she always liked to wear. In doing so, she exposed her backside and what was currently strapped around it. It was an unmistakable white object, and the colored tapes left no doubt as to what it was. It was clearly a diaper, albeit one big enough to fit a fully grown pony like Maud. In fact, it seemed to be a tad bit larger than was probably necessary, it seemed to poof out and appeared to be rather bulky. Meanwhile, dangling from Maud's neck on a string was a baby blue colored object with a rubber bulb: In other words, a pacifier.
Mud Briar blinked ever so slowly. No, his eyes weren't deceiving him. This was indeed Maud he was seeing before him, and she was wearing nothing but a very large, poofy and bulky diaper, and a pacifier big enough to fit into her mouth was dangling from her neck on a string. In short, it was as if his special somepony were a really big baby.
Maud, for her part, appeared to be a tad bit shy and withdrawn if the faint flush of red on her cheeks was any indication.
For a moment or two, it was as if time itself were standing still. Maud and Mud gazed at each other in uncertainty, their eyes betraying what their body language could not convey. It seemed as if both were daring the other to speak first.
Eventually, it was Mud Briar who opted to break the abrupt spell of silence that had fallen over the whole area. His eyes scanned every inch of his special somepony, slowly but surely becoming fixated on the padded undergarment she had taped to her rump (quite snugly and securely too, it seemed). "Maud?" He spoke ever so slowly.
"Yes, Mud Briar?" Maud Pie hesitantly asked in what sounded like an embarrassed tone of voice.
The stallion with a muddy grayish-brown coat slowly found the words he wanted to say. "Is there a reason why you are dressed up like a big foal? Is there something you wish to tell me?"
Maud nodded ever so slowly. "Yes," She bluntly answered. "This is a part of me, of who I am. I'm what's called an adult foal. It means that I like to dress up like and occasionally act like a foal."
The stick loving stallion slowly responded. "I see," Then he appeared to nervously ask. "So, does that mean that you, well, use your diapers to 'answer nature's call' as it were?"
Maud's expression didn't change the slightest even as she looked to her diaper ever so briefly, and then back to her special somepony. "Do you really want to know?" She asked him. "I'll tell you what I told my sister when she found out. Do you really want to know what I do in diapers?"
"Only if you want to share it with me," Mud Briar cryptically and vaguely replied. "I wouldn't want you to feel pressured into disclosing something you're not comfortable with. After all, I would assume that regardless of what you use your diapers for, you would not disclose it to other ponies unless you had reason to. Besides, I don't tell you whenever I go to the bathroom, do I?"
"No." Maud replied.
Mud firmly nodded back. "So, you should not feel pressured into disclosing something like that with me. I merely asked because I felt curious. But I do not need to know if you feel I'm better off not knowing."
The usually stoic earth pony mare relaxed her expression ever so slightly. "Then I won't tell you, Mud Briar. I prefer keeping information about what, if anything, I do in diapers a secret."
"May I ask what it was that inspired this... interest of yours?" Mud asked his special somepony. "I assume it had to be something."
The earth pony mare with a coat a much darker shade of gray than her coltfriend sighed and relaxed her overall posture. She seemed to be slowly getting more comfortable at being seen in such a state by somepony else. And she explained. "Well, I just like it as a way to feel softer than the rocks. To just feel... different. It's something I just discovered for myself one day, so I knew I had to try it. Then, when I did try it, I decided to keep doing it," A smile started to form on her face as she said to Mud. "Thank you for understanding this. I wasn't sure if you would."
Mud Briar simply trotted closer, embracing his marefriend in a hug. "Well as you can clearly see, such fears were unfounded. I assure you, I think nothing at all differently of you for knowing that you have this interest. This is the first I've ever heard of such a phrase as 'Adult Foal'. But I can clearly see that you are still the same Maud Pie I met and fell in love with. And for what it's worth, I think you're rather cute when you are like this."
Maud blushed anew. Never in her wildest dreams did she imagine her special somepony saying she looked cute in a diaper.
After that, things were mostly the same between Maud and Mud. The only real difference was that occasionally Maud Pie might feel comfortable enough to parade around Mud Briar in nothing but a diaper. And aside from the occasional teasing pat, Mud never reacted at all to seeing her show off her padded posture as it crinkled ever so faintly every time she waddled about in it. It seemed like the extra bulk had been intentional, specifically so it would reduce Maud to waddling like an actual foal. And her waddles seemed like second nature to her, as if she were used to having her back legs pushed apart in such fashion.
The stick loving stallion was quite content for this, to just be a silent observer. But as he watched day after day as Maud went about doing what she normally did, slowly but surely growing more comfortable in being padded in his presence, something began to gnaw at him. It was a thought that wouldn't leave him alone. "I wish there was a way to at least better understand what it's like to be one of these 'Adult Foals'," He thought to himself. "If nothing else, it would help me convince Maud that I truly don't mind this secret side to her."
Then, one day, while Maud was busy doing Maud things, Mud Briar's wandering eyes happened to spot a little something out of one corner. He trotted over and stooped low to examine the object that had so commanded his attention. Taking it into his hooves, the stallion saw that it appeared to be some kind of gift card. It was finely decorated in hues of pink and blue (almost foalish in style, you might say) and had a prismatic style to it. Attached to the card was a little note that read as follows:
Hey Maud,
Sorry I won't be able to celebrate yours and Mud Briar's anniversary, when the map calls the map calls.
Hope this makes up for it. I've heard good things about this club. Just present this card at the door, and you'll get a discount on one of their deluxe packages.
See you soon,
Pinkie Pie
Examining the gift card more closely, Mud easily spotted the club's name printed in large letters: "The Ponyville Foal Club: For big foals of all ages."
Then and there, the gears in Mud Briar's brain started to turn ever so slowly. Whether she knew it or not, Pinkie Pie had just given him the best possible anniversary gift he could've gotten Maud. He probably shouldn't have been so surprised, of course somepony like Pinkie would know about such a club, it seemed like not a thing went on in Ponyville that she didn't know about one way or another. Heck, he wouldn't be surprised if somepony like her had already frequented such a club. Her personality would certainly lend itself to being one of those "big foals".
Well, regardless of intentions from Pinkie Pie, Mud made a mental note to thank her later. But for now, he would have to start planning. His and Maud's anniversary was fast approaching. If he was to indeed make use of this gift card as part of said anniversary's celebration, he had only a few days to get everything ready.
"Where are you taking, Mud Briar?" Maud Pie asked the stallion on the evening of her anniversary. All she knew was that he'd told her he had arranged a little "gift" just for the two of them.
Mud Briar flashed a smile and a knowing wink, something he had never done before. "You'll see when we get there. It's a surprise. But it's one I think you're very much going to like."
Maud's curiosity aroused ever so slightly, she inquired. "Really? What is it? Can you at least give me a hint?"
Mud nodded. "Let's just say I learned of a special club that I thought was worth checking out. And since your sister was nice enough to leave a gift card for us to share in one of their deluxe treatments, I figured it wouldn't hurt to put it to good use and give this club a chance."
"Does it have a name?" Maud asked her special somepony as they trotted through Ponyville with seemingly no destination in mind.
The stick loving stallion was quick with the reply. "'The Ponyville Foal Club'. From what I was able to gather, it appears to be an underground club: As in it's secret, not that it's actually underground. Although, technically, a club being underground would certainly go a long way towards making it a secret."
Upon hearing the words 'Foal Club', something stirred deep within the tunic wearing earth pony. "You said my sister gave you the gift card for it?" Upon receiving a confirming nod, a smile seemed to form on her lips. "Of course, Pinkie Pie would know about a club like this."
Mud Briar smiled too. "My thoughts exactly. Your sister has a personality that would certainly lend itself well towards your secret interest. Perhaps her discovering that you were one inspired a similar discovery in herself, or perhaps she was already one before she met you and she just feels better knowing she's not the only one in the family. Ah, here we are now!" And he soon approached what appeared to be a rather drab and inconspicuous looking building tucked into a back corner of Ponyville proper. Nothing about it indicated that housed within its walls might be a club for "big foals".
Maud's light turquoise eyes gazed upon the building with hesitation. "Are you sure this is the right place?" She asked her special somepony with the faintest hint of concern.
"Only one way to find out." Mud insisted as he trotted forward, brought up a hoof and rapped sharply against the front door.
A slot just below the door frame slid open to reveal what looked like a light gray coated unicorn stallion wearing sunglasses. "May I help you?" He asked the two unannounced guests in a deep, booming tone of voice.
Rather than reply with words, Mud Briar simply held up the gift card and flashed it at the unicorn stallion. For a moment, there was silence.
But then the slot was sealed shut and the door itself opened wide as the stallion could now be seen to be wearing a finely pressed black tuxedo and matching tie. His cutie mark depicted a padlock in the locked position. "Come on in," He instructed to the two earth ponies. "The place you're looking for is down the stairs and to your left, first door you come across. You can't miss it. Just be sure to show them the card."
"Thank you, sir." Mud bowed to the stallion before taking hold of Maud by the hoof and leading her away. The couple quickly followed the unicorn's instructions as they trotted down a well worn staircase, turned to the left and soon came across another drab looking door. But from the other side of it, it was possible to hear the faint sound of booming music and detect the faintest hints of a smell best described as a mix of cornstarch, alcohol and even body odor.
The two approached the door, and once again Mud Briar knocked. This time the door was answered by another stallion, this one an earth pony with a hot pink coat. Said stallion had navy blue locks on his mane and tail styled all bushy, and had sea green eyes hidden behind a pair of thick, yellow glasses. "Yes?" He greeted in a cheerful and friendly tone of voice.
Mud took the lead in asking. "Is this the location of the Ponyville Foal Club?" He lifted up the gift card and flashed it. "We have a card for one deluxe treatment."
Upon seeing the card, the pink coated earth pony stallion began to smile brightly. He quickly opened the door all the way and motioned a hoof. "Please, come on in. Don't be shy. Everypony who comes here is just looking for a chance to be free and have a good time as themselves."
Hoof in hoof, Maud and Mud trotted together through the open door. Now the booming music was becoming almost deafening, the smells from before grew much stronger. The whole interior was brightly lit and decorated in stark contrast to the drabness of the building it was tucked into: Bright hues of pink, blue and yellow were splashed everywhere in a haphazard (foalish, you might say) fashion. There was no rhyme or reason to what colors had been added where, no thought had been given to any kind of pattern. Even the dance floor, lit up as it was by flashing neon tiles, seemed sporadic and random in its design choice.
At one end of the dance floor rested a long, large sound system complete with huge speakers and subwoofers, and a stand for the DJ currently on duty. Surrounding the DJ on either side were huge bars that turned the entire stand into a glorified crib, boxing the DJ in as they tended to the turntable in front of them. Currently at the stand was a large, white coated unicorn stallion with a cutie mark depicting some kind of music tape. His mane and tail were a modest shade of orangish-red with streaks of brilliant vermillion running throughout it, but they looked very messy and unstyled. His eyes were a pale, almost sky-blue in color.
Off to one side of the DJ, the dance floor ended next to a relatively modest sized bar. Like the DJ stand, it was surrounded on both sides by bars, but instead of carpeting there was a rubber-like foam covering the floor. And instead of bar stools there were highchairs, albeit ones clearly intended for fully grown mares and stallions (and some of which were currently in use). At the other end was a series of brightly colored changing mats, and to either side of them were gleaming silver trash cans that left little doubt as to what their intended purpose was.
Most interestingly of all, right behind the DJ stand were a series of doors that it was just possible to make out the words "VIP" on, written as if they'd been scribbled out in sloppy hoof writing.
Most telling of all, though, was the fact that every single pony in the club: Both patrons and employees were wearing unmistakable undergarments. Some were just a plain white in color, like an ordinary foal's diaper but sized up to fit a full grown pony. Others were in various colorful shades or had prints of fictional characters on them, and still others had various symbols like cutie marks that were clearly meant to be wetness indicators.
Locking eyes with the stallion who had greeted the door, it was now possible to see that upon his flanks rested a diaper a baby blue in color and extremely poofy. Yet it didn't cover up his cutie mark, which depicted an open book. And he wasn't wearing anything to cover up the diaper either. He was perfectly content to be seen padded by everypony. "Welcome to the Ponyville Foal Club!" He greeted in an energetic tone of voice.
Maud Pie found herself absolutely speechless! Mud Briar just stood by her side, smiling and taking her silence as a good sign.
"Well, well, well," A high pitched, sweet sounding voice called out as its owner slowly came trotting up on the scene. Suddenly, standing beside the stallion was an earth pony mare with a coat a much lighter shade of pink. She had a pacifier dangling on a string around her neck, two massive pink twin tails, eyes a shade of baby blue and a cutie mark depicting a pacifier similar to the one she had around her neck. "Looks like I picked the right night to swing by here, Joseph. Seems The Ponyville Foal Club is just as popular as the other clubs in the chain, especially The Fountain of Youth. It's a full house!"
"Joseph" turned to the pacifier wearing pony beside him who was also padded, and smiled. "Yes, it seems you were indeed right, Pacific. Shouldn't have doubted you. There is indeed a demand for such a club here in Ponyville," Then he turned to the two guests in front of him, who were exchanging puzzled looks with one another. A blush formed on his cheeks. "Oh, excuse me, where are my manners?" He cleared his throat. "I'm Joseph Hooves, or Joe for short. And the mare you're seeing beside me is none other than Pacific Glow. The two of us are business partners."
Pacific "glowed" as she waved a hoof. "Oh, don't be so modest, Joseph. I'm far too busy just running and maintaining The Fountain of Youth to have had any time to get another club like this off the ground. It's not unlike all the other clubs in the chain, each one is independently owned and operated, even if they're all under the same umbrella more or less."
Joseph nodded. "Well, it was a risk opening up such a club here. I wasn't sure it was a wise decision to make. I'd only just started reading about adult foals after I'd already committed myself to going into business with you. You only told me you needed a partner to help open and run a special club here in Ponyville."
Pacific's blush deepened as she twirled her pacifier about. "Well, not everypony's so keen to get into this kind of business. It's a very selective kind of clientele, and some ponies just aren't into that. I've had more than my fair share of ponies back out of working for me when they find out what my line of work involves. I wasn't sure I'd ever find a suitable partner to tap for Ponyville. But it seems I made the right choice in picking you," She then pointed a hoof to the white coated unicorn stallion with the shaggy orangish-red mane and tail. "I can't believe you managed to lure DJ Long Play out of retirement!"
Joseph just smiled. "At first I think he was just interested in the pay, even if I couldn't exactly pay top bit for him. But now, it seems he's taken a shine to this place," Turning to Pacific he added. "Still, it doesn't compare to what you got: DJ PON-3, or DJ Pamps as I hear she's called now."
Pacific giggled, twirling her pacifier some more. "Oh, I know she doesn't like that name. But honestly, it suits her so perfectly. Between her on DJ and Berry Punch on bar duty, I've got all I could ask for," Then she turned her attention to other pursuits. "Well, I think I've taken up enough of your time. It's your club, after all. I'm gonna go shake my hoof thing, and then maybe get a little something to eat before I hit the road. You seem to have everything well in hoof here." And off she trotted, her padded rump swaying to and fro almost in time to the beat.
Meanwhile, the glasses wearing stallion turned his full attention back to his special guests and cleared his throat. "My apologies. I'm still a bit new to the job of being the host. But the pay's good enough and everypony seems to be enjoying themself, so I'm all for the learning experience," He then eyed the two earth ponies. "So, you're here for the deluxe treatment?"
Mud Briar firmly nodded. "Yes. It's printed on the gift card we received. How nice of one of your customers to provide it for us."
At that, Joseph stepped back and blinked in confusion. "Huh, what do you mean? Everypony who comes here is sworn to secrecy. There's a reason why we're an underground club, after all."
"But, my sister gave us the gift card," Maud Pie insisted even as her tone of voice didn't change the slightest. "How could she have done so unless she was already coming here?"
"Oh, you must be referring to Pinkie Pie," Joseph realized as he adjusted his glasses, pushing them into place as they started to slide down his nose a bit. "She's definitely come here a couple of times, always by herself. But I wouldn't necessarily call her one of our 'customers' or 'clients'. She's usually been booked for special occasions as entertainment."
Maud blinked slowly. "So, she's not an adult foal?"
The stallion with a hot pink coat vaguely replied with a wink. "Maybe she is and maybe she isn't. It's not my place to know or to pry. Most likely, she intended the card for the two of you knowing that at least one of you was an adult foal and might enjoy coming here," He then gestured a hoof. "So, are you two ready to commit to our deluxe treatment? It's a full package that includes the dance floor, the bar, and even our VIP suites if you would prefer a bit of privacy. Our suites are fully stocked for everything an adult foal could need."
Looking across to his special somepony and seeing her begin to smile, Mud nodded quite firmly. "We shall indeed commit to it. After all, that is why we came all the way out here."
Joseph smiled back and clapped his hooves in approval. "Splendid!" But then he cleared his throat. "Just so we're clear, club rules specifically state that all attendees must wear diapers. And there's a very good reason why we have changing stations and those trash cans, it isn't just for decoration. That's not going to be a problem for either of you, is it?"
"No, I'm fine with it." Maud insisted.
Mud nodded in agreement. "As I am. After all, a diaper is technically more sanitary than a public restroom, provided it is changed soon after usage of course."
"Good!" Joseph eagerly exclaimed as he promptly ushered the couple along! "Come on, let's get you two all nice and padded up. Then you're free to make use of the club as you see fit."
Joseph led the two currently non-padded earth ponies through the club, past the bar, the dance floor and the changing stations. He soon brought them into one of the VIP suites and opened the door before them. Inside the room was a huge assortment of furniture that included a sofa with small pillows resting on either side of it, several bean bag chairs of varying colors, a crib that looked big enough to fit two fully grown ponies inside of it, and of course a giant changing table with several drawers.
Sticking out of one of the table's top drawers was a huge package of diapers that appeared to have been already opened.
"Now, who wants to be first?" Joseph asked as he gestured to the changing table.
"I suppose I shall go first, seeing as this was my idea and everything," Mud Briar declared as he trotted forward. "I am most looking forward to seeing what it's like to be an adult foal."
Joseph smiled as he helped his fellow stallion onto the changing table and motioned for Mud to sit down. Once he was satisfied, he bent down and retrieved one of the diapers from the open package. Then he unfolded it and brought it towards Mud Briar's rump. "I hope you don't mind Silly Filly brand diapers. They're our go to brand for all patrons. They can fit just about anypony, and they're pretty absorbent too."
Mud simply maintained a neutral expression as he felt the diaper be threaded between his back legs and his tail (which poked out through a hole in the back). "Whatever you believe is best," He then sat up very slowly, trying to get used to the added bulk now taped to him. "Hm, this will take some getting used to." Was all he had to say.
The glasses wearing earth pony just helped Mud down from the changing table. "It always does for first timers, I find. Trust me, it was definitely an experience going through the motions myself. But I knew I had to get into the mindset of an adult foal if I wanted to provide an authentic experience for my club. After all the odd jobs I'd taken on over the years, the idea of having a steady job and being my own boss was something I felt was worth considering," Then he turned his full attention to Maud. "Okay, Maud, now it's your turn."
"Okay." Maud Pie replied ever so slowly. She'd diapered herself numerous times before, but having it be done by somepony else for once was an entirely new experience. She struggled to keep her growing excitement under control as she surrendered herself to another, trusting them to do what she had previously done for herself.
Adjusting his glasses again, the earth pony stallion with a hot pink coat asked the mare. "Got any preferences when it comes to padding? We've got a wide assortment. Just about any brand you could think of."
However, Maud simply replied in a neutral tone of voice. "I'm fine with what Mud Briar has." And soon, a Silly Filly brand adult diaper was slipped under her rump and taped up. Then, she was lifted slowly from the changing table and set upon the soft, carpeted floor of the suite.
"There we go," Joseph declared at last as he eyed the two recently padded ponies. "Well, I need to go make my rounds and make sure everything's okay. If you need something, don't hesitate to ask me or one of the other club staff. I hope you enjoy your time at the Ponyville Foal Club."
Yet before the club owner and manager could turn to leave, Maud called out to him. "Wait, Pacific mentioned other clubs like this."
"Yes, and what she said is true, they're all independently operated even though we all serve more or less the same clientele," The glasses wearing stallion explained. "We've got locations all over Equestria: Forever Filly in Fillydelphia, Pamp My Flank in Las Pegasus, Crystal Cuddlers in the Crystal Empire, Little Pilots in Cloudsdale, Royal Canterlot Kindergarten in Canterlot. And of course, the flagship location in Manehattan: The Fountain of Youth, which Pacific owns and operates. So if you're ever visiting one of those cities or towns and feel the need to get in touch with your little self, just look for one of those clubs and you can't go wrong. Now, I'd best be going." And with that he trotted away, leaving the couple to just stand there in their padding.
Now alone in the VIP suite, Maud and Mud gazed at each other in silent contemplation. For Maud in particular, this was a lot to take in: Her coltfriend was wearing a diaper too, he wanted to be just like her. Oh Celestia, if this was a dream it was one the mare didn't want to wake up from.
Mud Briar, for his part, just eyed his padded posture and shook it. "So, this is what it feels like to be back in diapers." He said at last.
"You didn't have to do this, Mud Briar," Maud Pie insisted. "Really. Just having you accept this part of me was enough."
Mud just replied. "But I want to better understand it, see what it is that so drew your interest and made you want to try it out. As can be evidenced by the club and the others like it is, this is not entirely an uncommon sort of thing. There is clearly an entire world that exists just for such ponies. And it's a world I want to understand now that you're a part of it," He nuzzled into her side. "I assume you don't think any less of me just because I'm wearing a diaper. After all, it is part of the club rules."
The tunic wearing earth pony mare nuzzled back at Mud Briar. "You do make for a cute foal. This way, we can be better prepared for if we ever have foals of our own someday."
The stick loving stallion smiled and nodded in agreement. "I was thinking the exact same thing," Then, taking his special somepony's hoof into his own, he eyed the door and declared. "Well, shall we hit the dance floor and 'get down' as it were? Technically, this is your treatment even if it's for our anniversary. And you are technically the older one between the two of us, if only by a matter of months."
With a dreamy look in her light turquoise eyes, the earth pony mare with a persian bluish gray coat smiled back as she took her first steps in her new padding. "But of course, Mud Briar. What good is an anniversary if we don't celebrate it together?" And she headed for the door.
Mud Briar tried to follow as best he could, but he was not used to walking about with so much extra bulk. He took only a few steps before the added girth was too much for him to bear. His back legs buckled and collapsed, and he tumbled to the floor as his padding compressed, his rear sinking into the seat as a series of crisp crinkles echoed from it.
"Woopsie," Maud chuckled in an unusually childish tone of voice as she trotted over and helped Mud to stand again. "It's okay, you'll get used to it eventually. I know it took me a while."
Mud, for his part, did his best to beat back the raging blush that had formed on his cheeks. He was glad nopony but Maud had been around to see that. Now he wished he'd spent just a little bit more time in the days leading up to this getting some practice in, even if it would've meant "borrowing" some diapers from his special somepony's stash.
The diaper wearing couple slowly but surely made their way out onto the glowing, flashing dance floor. They were glad that the sound system had been set up in such a way that the loud bass of the subwoofers and speakers was mostly absorbed by the walls. It made the loud noise blaring from the turntable's tunes much more bearable.
Several earth ponies, unicorns and pegasi were already on the dance floor by the time the couple joined them. It was easy to see that the padded patrons had no desire to follow any sort of given beat. Their dancing was erratic and all over the place. They bounced, swished, swayed, shook and crinkled at no particular pace. Some were fast and others were slow. Some barely moved at all, mostly just letting their tails do all the work. All the while, DJ Long Play kept pumping out the tunes without the slightest change in expression, aside from occasionally slipping on a pair of shades (so as to protect his eyes from the club's harsh lights).
Suddenly, amidst the rustling and crinkling of padding, and the booming and blaring of electronic dubstep, Mud Briar's ears picked up a faint sound. It sounded like a hiss, as if some sort of hose was leaking. He sniffed the air, unable to detect any suspicious odors, though he thought he detected a faint hint of ammonia. By chance, his wandering eyes happened to look back towards Maud. When they did so, they could see her diaper starting to swell up like a balloon as a noticeable dark spot appeared, slowly growing bigger by the second.
All the while, Maud just stood there in bliss with a relaxed smile upon her face. This wasn't happening by accident, she was knowingly wetting her diaper without any care or concern about anypony nearby seeing it. It was as if she were invisible, or just in the bathroom relieving herself into a toilet. Yet as her bladder emptied itself through a slow but steady trickle, the diaper showed no signs of sagging or leaking. It soaked up everything like a sponge.
At last, with a blissful sigh, Maud Pie emptied the last of her bladder into her padding and then went back to dancing as if nothing were wrong.
Mud felt tempted to say something, even just a whisper. But he decided against it. His special somepony wasn't concerned about what she'd done, and it didn't seem like anypony else had noticed. Still, she'd treated the whole thing as no big deal, as if she'd done it all before. How was she that confident? That able to work against her years of toilet training that surely would've told her not to release into a diaper? Was it really that easy to just let it all out when you had to go?
Well, those were thoughts for another time and place. Right now, the stick loving stallion decided to focus on dancing next to his special somepony. He could even see the damp patch fading even as her diaper continued to swell. These diapers were obviously much more absorbent than any kind you could buy in a store. These had to be specially made to be able to do what they did. And that got the stallion to thinking: Were there special diapers that could do other things? Did they make diapers that could turn invisible or change colors? Perhaps he could ask that of Maud (after all, she had to be getting her diapers from somewhere.)?
The two danced together for a while longer, Mud slowly but surely growing more confident about moving about in his thick padding that remained pristine. Of course, whether it would stay that way for the whole evening was another matter entirely. But he'd cross that road if and when he came to it. For now, he was just content to do what he was already doing and let all his "big pony" worries and thoughts melt away. He really was just a big foal dancing next to another big foal, and as long as she was happy so was he.
Eventually, however, the two earth ponies became aware of a faint gurgling in their stomachs. Come to think of it, it had been an awfully long time since either of them could remember having anything to eat. Well, that would be easily remedied by a trip to the bar. Besides, dancing under those lights and next to so many other ponies was enough to make anypony thirsty. Even Mud Briar found himself craving a nice, refreshing bottle of milk (or whatever the bar had to offer for refreshment).
Maud Pie, however, had a more pressing need that she needed to take care of. "You go to the bar and save a seat for me," She told her special somepony. "I went pee pee a while back, and I should change before I get a rash." Then she waddled off to join the line for one of the changing stations.
Mud Briar, meanwhile, waddled over to the bar area and in a rather clumsy fashion hoisted himself over the protective railing that kept the bar sealed off from the rest of the club. Once again, he fell onto his padded rump and felt his rear sink anew into the poofy padding. This time, without the aid of Maud, it was quite difficult for him to regain his balance and get back up. Somehow, he managed, feeling strangely proud of himself for such an accomplishment. He then waddled over to the nearest open highchair that had another one right next to it, and carefully plopped his padded posture into it. Then, all he could do was wait for Maud to join him.
How long exactly Mud was waiting at the bar for Maud, he didn't know. His modest green eyes couldn't make out even the outline of a clock from where he was sitting, but he assumed there had to be one somewhere in the club. Somepony had to have a way of keeping an eye on the time.
At last, however, Maud Pie came to the bar. Her old, swelled up diaper had been replaced by a clean one presumably of the same brand. Unlike Mud Briar, she had no trouble straddling over the railing and placing herself firmly on the other side. She then waddled up to the highchair to the right of her special somepony's and clambered into it, apparently delighting in how much it pushed against her padding.
The bar tender soon approached them, almost prompting a shocked gasp from Mud Briar when he laid eyes on the pony! It was an earth pony stallion with an unmistakable red coat, and a harness around his neck. It was one of Maud Pie's fourth cousins twice removed (supposedly): Big Macintosh. And just like everypony else in the club, he was wearing a diaper. Yet even though his diaper was at least twice as big and poofy as either Maud or Mud's, he didn't seem the least bit bothered by it.
Big Macintosh appeared to be completely unconcerned about being seen by potential family. His expression didn't change in the slightest as his moderate sap green eyes eyed the couple. "Howdy," He greeted. "What can I get for ya?"
"What do you recommend? What have you got on tap?" Maud Pie asked her fellow earth pony, all the while shifting her weight back and forth on her padding.
"Got some genuine Sweet Apple Acres brand cider, fresh off the press," Big Mac simply replied. "We also have milk, apple juice, chocolate milk and even formula. And as for food, we've got a fully stocked mini-fridge of all the best foal food flavors. Oh, and applesauce too."
With a smile and a wink, Maud told the bar tending stallion. "We'll take two mugs of cider. As for food, I'll be okay with Cream of Banana," Then she leaned over and asked Mud. "What would you like to eat?"
"I'll have what you're having, I suppose." Mud said in reply as he shrugged his hooves. Foal food didn't exactly sound appetizing to his adult mind, but then again he wasn't exactly an "adult". He needed to keep an open mind and try to have the mindset of a foal.
Big Mac just wrote down the orders and nodded, then trotted away without saying a word.
"I see you've met our bartender: Big Macintosh," The familiar voice of Joseph Hooves called out, catching the attention of both padded earth ponies as they happened to see him standing off to one side of the bar. "He's just the sort of pony we needed. He excels at filling orders without saying a word more than he needs to. We didn't even need to ask him to swear to secrecy, a pony as quiet as him knows how to listen. It helps get our patrons to relax and be themselves around here."
"I can see that." Maud commented with a smile.
Joseph smiled back before asking both Maud and Mud. "So, how are you finding the accommodations around here? Are they to your liking?"
The tunic wearing earth pony mare happily confirmed. "Oh yes, they definitely are. You've really outdone yourself! I might just have to try out some of those other clubs you mentioned. If they're all like this one, I feel like I could really have a great time anywhere!"
"Well good, glad to hear you're enjoying yourself," Joseph's smile grew brighter. "We really appreciate your patronage. And our goal is to get big foals such as yourselves to relax and be free." Then he trotted away again.
Food and drinks were delivered without further fanfare, Maud happily devouring the yellow colored goop that was Cream of Banana with no care for the fact that she was getting traces of it across her face and onto her tunic. She happily dipped her hooves into the mush and licked them clean, stopping only occasionally to sip cider from her mug.
Mud Briar tried his best to emulate the behavior he saw his special somepony displaying: Ignoring any semblance of table manners. To his surprise, he found the foal food to be rather delicious, like an explosion of flavor upon his taste buds! It was better than anything he could remember having since... he didn't even know when! And the cider that he drank to wash it all down tasted just as good. It seemed like he was the one being treated now.
When at last Maud had emptied both the jar of foal food and the mug of cider, she leaned back in her highchair. Then, without warning or any prompting, she let out an audible belch. "Excuse me." She said in that usual flat tone of hers.
The stick loving stallion saw fit to emulate such behavior, doing exactly the same. It felt so... relieving for lack of a better term. It really made him feel like a foal, which he assumed was the intention behind doing such a thing.
After receiving (and subsequently using) a rag to wipe off her face and tunic, Maud unlatched herself from her highchair and jumped down. With her padded flank now turned towards her special somepony, she playfully swished her tail. "Come on, Mud Briar! Let's go have some fun!" Then she left the bar, falling over the railing and slowly rising to her hooves as she set off.
Mud followed to the best of his ability, finding it a bit difficult at first to get out of his highchair. His full tummy weighed him down more than his diaper ever did, it took a while for everything to settle. Once it had, however, he trotted after his special somepony, fully expecting to join her on the dance floor again.
However, Maud Pie insisted on waddling off towards the back of the club and to the VIP suite that had been reserved for them. It seemed she wanted to make full use of it and everything within it, which was just fine by her special somepony. Whatever would make her happy, that's what he would do.
The two earth ponies caught up with each other outside the VIP suite, and slowly trotted in as Maud swung the door shut behind them. "It's just you and I now, Mud Briar," She told him. "This entire room is our playpen."
"So, what shall we do first?" The stick loving stallion inquired as he waddled over to one of the beanbag chairs and plopped his padded posture onto it, letting him sink into the chair as his butt sank deep into the rear of the padding. "Perhaps we should have a pillow fight? Or maybe play with some of the stuffed animals? Or maybe we could pretend to have a tea party?"
The tunic wearing earth pony mare was about to respond, before she suddenly froze in her tracks and put a hoof to her stomach. One look in her eyes conveyed more than words what was troubling her. "I..." She whispered softly. "Have to go potty," Hesitantly, she asked her coltfriend. "Could you maybe... turn around so I can... go?"
Mud Briar nodded and obeyed, even putting a hoof over his eyes for good measure. "Okay, I'm not looking. You may do what you feel you have to do. It is not healthy to hold it in, doing so runs the risk of infection."
Satisfied with the stick loving stallion's swift answer, Maud relaxed and took a deep breath. She spread her hooves outward as she shut her eyes and grunted, starting to push. If one had been looking, they would've seen her tail raise itself swiftly into the air.
It didn't take long for Maud to empty herself, in only about a minute or so she was finished. Her diaper was nice and full now, and a very familiar stench began to permeate the area. When she saw Mud Briar lift his hoof from his eyes and slowly turn back to her, she couldn't stop herself from breaking out into a fierce blush as she said in the most childish voice possible. "I made a stinky."
Rather than reply with words, Mud simply relaxed and shut his eyes. Maud realized in an instant what was happening. "Are you-" But she needn't have asked, seeing him grunt and start to push told her what he was doing. So she instead decided to extend the same courtesy to him that he had shown her, turning around and covering her eyes with a hoof so as to give him privacy.
Compared to Maud Pie, it took Mud Briar a good deal more time to relieve himself. Just as he'd expected, his years of potty training fought against him every step of the way. It didn't want to let go until he was either sitting on or squatting over a toilet. But eventually, his body could hold back no longer. His bladder was the first thing to give way, a faint hissing echoing through the room as his padding swelled up and grew damp. Eventually, his bowels also emptied themselves as his diaper began to bulge in the back.
At last, Mud was certain he was fully empty. If the smell wafting through the air at all bothered him as he saw Maud turn back to look at him, he didn't show it outwardly as he instead just replied in an equally childish tone of voice. "I too have 'made a stinky'. I suppose we should both go get changed before we get a rash."
Maud nodded, again taking Mud's hoof into her own as the two opted to leave the privacy of the VIP suite to go join the lines for the changing stations.
The changing lines moved pretty quickly, much to the relief of both Maud and Mud. And the ponies tending to the changing stations were clearly professionals. In a matter of minutes, they had removed the old diapers from the two earth ponies, wiped and powered them thoroughly, and slipped fresh new diapers onto their rumps before taping them up. Meanwhile, the old diapers were of course tossed into the trash cans, and it seemed that every so often a pony would empty out the trash cans and take care of the trash bags (so as to ensure the trash never got too full).
The rest of the evening was subsequently spent going back and forth between the dance floor, the bar, the VIP suite and of course the changing station from time to time. Mud found it surprisingly easier to use his diapers a second and a third time after doing so for the first time. He barely even noticed the occasions when he wet himself, so absorbed had he been in other activities.
At last, however, the music stopped playing and the club fell silent as ponies slowly but surely either headed for the cribs within the VIP suites (if they had booked one), or trotted upstairs to exit the club.
Opting to make use of the huge crib afforded to them by their suite, Maud and Mud spent the night at the club. Maud clambered into the crib first, and practically pulled her special somepony into the crib soon afterward. "Thanks a lot for doing this," She told him in no uncertain terms. "You really didn't have to."
Mud just smiled as he simply stated. "It was an interesting experience that gave me a chance to better understand this interest of yours. While some parts were less desirable than others," His tone of voice made it clear what he was referring to. "All in all it was actually quite enjoyable. I would not be opposed to doing this again with you sometime."
Maud Pie smiled anew as she nuzzled next to her special somepony in the crib. "Perhaps we will, Mud Briar," Then she yawned as she felt her eyes get droopy. "I think I'm going to go night night now." She sweetly said before popping a pacifier into her mouth, nodding off to the sound of it smacking against her lips as she suckled on it.
The stick loving stallion, for his part, just listened to the heartbeat of his special somepony as she lay beside him. She looked so peaceful in this state. So carefree and relaxed. It was no wonder she liked it so much.
With a yawn, Mud Briar lay down and closed his eyes as he slowly but surely drifted off to sleep as well.