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**Tyrant Hoof** · November 23rd, 13, 06:30 AM

Rainbow Dash blushed, picking up the dress. It was so frilly and foalish, a classic foal dress blown up to fit her. She waited for Spitfire, taking her words to mean she was going to get dressed. Considering the row of buttons on the back, it was obvious she would need help getting it on and off.

**Silvertip** · November 23rd, 13, 06:35 AM

Spitfire carefully helped Dash into the dress and buttoned it up. "My, don't you look cute!" She placed Dash's pacifier into the mare's mouth and got Dust's outfit ready.

"Dusty," she said. "Get over here so I can dress you."

**Tyrant Hoof** · November 23rd, 13, 06:44 AM

Dash kept her blush, feeling rather pleased at the praise. From anypony else, she would have denied it, but from Spitfire she felt happy that the mare thought so. She sat and waited, suckling on her pacifier.

Lightning Dust approached reluctantly. Damn it, why was Spitfire calling her Dusty as well? She stepped up to be dressed in the onesie, shuddering at how frilly it was. But her pacifier kept up a regular thuck-thuck as she endured it, finding it oddly calming still.

**Silvertip** · November 24th, 13, 06:39 AM

Spitfire dressed the mare in her onsie and smiled.

"Okay, let's show the others how adorable you look!"

She opened the door and found Cloudchaser outside. "Cloudchaser! Could you bring the diaper bag? We're going to show these two foals off to everypony!"

**Tyrant Hoof** · November 24th, 13, 06:57 AM

Cloudchaser nodded, picking up the bag and d'awing at how cute the two grown foals looked.

"You two are just so adorable!" She squealed, taking Lightning Dust's hoof and leading her along.

Rainbow Dash waddled after Spitfire, blushing as ponies in the hall saw them both. This was going to be a humiliating two hours.

**Silvertip** · November 26th, 13, 08:12 AM

Blue Comet approached the two. "Aww, Cloudchaser, you got to be Dusty's foalsitter. Can I try?"

Lightning Dust shrunk back, her ears splayed in shame.

Foxbat and hia crew were in the back, pointing, giggling and gossiping about the two mare-foals.

**Tyrant Hoof** · November 28th, 13, 03:16 AM

"Sure! Isn't she adorable? The captain even put her in a onesie that goes so well with her mane." Cloudchaser looked over her embarrassed charge happily. "Come on Dusty, say hi to Auntie Comet."

Rainbow Dash stuck close to Spitfire, her cheeks red with humiliation. "C-ca'pin," she lisped, suckling on her reclaimed pacifier, "dey're waffin'." She whined, even though this was, after all, the point of it.

**Silvertip** · November 28th, 13, 09:33 AM

Lightning Dust scowled. She didn't want to act more foalish, but at the same time, she did not want another public spanking.

"Hewwo, Auntie Comet," Dust lisped through her paci.

Blue Comet embraced the mare-foal in her forelegs and began tickling her belly.

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"Well, this is supposed to be punishment. Now it's time for your bottle." She turned to Cloudchaser. "Cloudchaser, please heat up some bottles for Dusty and Dashie."

**Tyrant Hoof** · November 28th, 13, 01:28 PM

"Yes ma'am!" Cloudchaser saluted and rushed to the kitchens, pausing only to retrieve two foal bottles.

Rainbow Dash whined, pouting. Unfortunately, this simply made her look cuter and she found herself as fixed on as Lightning Dust. At least she wasn't being tickled.

"But I'm no' fwistee." She lisped, suckling on her pacifier with a sulky expression.

**Silvertip** · November 28th, 13, 11:57 PM

Lightning Dust felt a tightness in her bladder as she was being tickled. "Stop! I really have to pee!" she exclaimed.

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Spitfire shushed Dash. "Shh, it's just a bottle of milk. You'll love it. Now before I feed you, did you do anything in your diapees? Answer honestly or I'll check for myself!"

Lightning Ridge, a lean tan Pegasus stallion smiled. "She reminds me of my daughter. 'Course, my little filly's potty trained."