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**Tyrant Hoof** · August 21st, 13, 03:53 PM

Dash let the stuffed toy down eventually, getting bored. She liked relaxing and just not doing much, so she found idly going through the toys, gathering the stuffed toys in front of herself and just....messing about with them. She didn't bother thinking much about it, simply relaxing and enjoying the mind-numbing lack of need to think or worry or be stressed. It was her first real relaxation since this all started.

**Silvertip** · August 22nd, 13, 05:00 PM

Spitfire finished her paperwork and watched as Dash played with the toys. By now, it was getting late.

The Wonderbolts captain yawned. "Dash, I'm going to sleep. You need a diaper change before you go to bed?"

**Tyrant Hoof** · August 22nd, 13, 05:18 PM

Rainbow Dash jerked up. She had forgotten Spitfire was there and lost track of them. It was late, and she blushed at that. "Uh, nah, I'm dry." She said, checking her diaper and cleaning up the mess of toys. "Thanks for letting me hang out here." She looked uncertain. "Can...can I do it again tomorrow night?" She asked nervously.

**Silvertip** · August 22nd, 13, 05:20 PM

Spitfire giggled. "If you want to," she said, nuzzling the mare. She then headed off to the bathroom to wash up.

**Tyrant Hoof** · August 22nd, 13, 05:21 PM

The nuzzling gesture made Dash blush even as she returned it. "Okay, thanks...good night." She said, turning and heading to her own room. She was even more torn and confused now then she had been before. Was she enjoying this? Did she like being treated like a foal? It was all so confusing.

**Silvertip** · August 22nd, 13, 05:25 PM

(Time skip)

Spitfire clambered out of bed and headed to the bathroom to wash up.

When she was done, she got out the changing supplies, expecting Dust and Dash to need fresh diapers.

**Tyrant Hoof** · August 22nd, 13, 05:29 PM

Rainbow Dash came along soon enough, having gotten up a little bit earlier than usual just for the petty pleasure of being there faster than Lightning Dust. She grinned sleepily when she knocked and came in to find just the captain.

"M-mornin' m-" She yawned "-ama." She finished, too sleepy to realise she had called Spitfire mama instead of ma'am again. "'m hear first. Need'a change."

**Silvertip** · August 23rd, 13, 05:05 AM

Spitfire nodded and noticed Dash's sagging and yellowed diaper.

She patted the changing mat. "Do you want a paci or no?"

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Lightning Dust exited the bathroom. She felt rather proud of herself for using the toilet and not a diaper. She then headed to the mess hall to grab breakfast.

**Tyrant Hoof** · August 23rd, 13, 05:10 AM

Dash lay down, yawning. "Sure." She mumbled sleepily, nodding. She accepted the one slipped into her mouth, suckling on it without even thinking.

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Another of the early birds, Cloudchaser was just sitting down with her breakfast when she spotted Lightning Dust coming into the mess hall - without a diaper.

"Hey, Lightning Dust, aren't you meant to be in a diaper?" She called out curiously.

**Silvertip** · August 23rd, 13, 05:20 AM

"Screw off," Lightning Dust growled as she grabbed her breakfast. "I honestly think Spitfire gets off on grown mares wetting and soiling themselves."

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Spitfire undid the tapes on Dash's diaper, causing the sting of stale urine to waft into the room. Spitfire giggled as she held a hoof to her snout. Nevertheless, she wiped down the mare and used a lot of foal powder to keep down odors.

A new diaper was placed under Dash and taped up. "All done!"