"You really sure you wanna do this?" Vinyl asked Octavia while somewhat hesitantly adjusting her shades and packing her records. She still wasn't entirely sure she should be doing this. Yes, her two nights at The Fountain of Youth had seen her taking home a lot more pay than the dj normally got for her other gigs. And the second night had been nowhere near as bad as the first. But both nights had still seen her diapered up, even if everypony in the club also wore diapers. And now she was going to be bringing along a guest? Not just any guest but her own roommate and one of the few ponies who knew her outside her djing career?
Octavia put a hoof on Vinyl's shoulders. She could tell just from looking how anxious her friend and fellow musician was. And it took a lot to get Vinyl unnerved. "If I wasn't, don't you think I would've said something about now?" She replied with a light scold. "I can tell this is obviously still uncomfortable for you. But everypony at the club loves you. And you can't forget that unicorn you saved. After hearing about all of that, how could I not feel curious enough to check it out for myself? It's not like I don't already know what it involves."
Vinyl's face began to turn red from embarrassment. "Y-yeah. But still..." Her lips started to quiver. "You... in a diaper..."
Octavia seemed to adopt a rather cheeky grin as she responded. "What's the big deal? It's just a diaper. Obviously, everypony who goes to that club wears them. It's not like I haven't stepped out of my comfort zone before for your sake," And then she teased. "Or are you afraid of something else? Are you afraid that I might actually like it and start swinging by to visit you. What was that nickname they gave you? 'DJ Pamps' was it?"
The unicorn all but jumped! Her face turned even redder as the blush deepened. "Octy, don't you start calling me that too! It's embarrassing enough all those club goers do. Nopony will ever take me seriously if I start going by 'DJ Pamps'."
"I think it's a rather adorable nickname," Octavia cooed. "You really should lighten up, Vinyl. You're always the one telling me I need to stop being so tight. Isn't it time you heeded your own advice?"
"Well... yeah... but..." Vinyl tried to think of a good counter argument, but she couldn't.
The cello player sincerely smiled as she stood next to her friend. "Then stop worrying. I'm doing this as a friend. I want you to stop being so self conscious about this. I don't think any less of you for any of what your new gig involves, and I'm quite sure nopony at that club does either."
After sighing and taking a deep breath, Vinyl reluctantly realized that Octavia was right. Besides, she'd already gone ahead and told Pacific she was not only coming but was bringing a guest. It'd be rude to back out now. "A-alright," She finished packing her records and zipped the bag shut. "Let's get going, don't wanna be late. I mean, it's not far from where we are or anything. But since it's your first time... nothing wrong with being a little early just in case."
Octavia nodded, taking her hoof into Vinyl's. "Please lead the way. The night is young."
So the two musicians stepped out into the Manehattan night. The Fountain of Youth was but a short walk away. And Vinyl was quite certain that her third gig at the club was going to be just as unforgettable as her first two.
At least this time Vinyl wasn't gonna be the only musician wearing diapers. And she hadn't told Octavia about the club's lack of bathrooms. Octavia was going to be in for a big surprise!
Soon, the dj was using her magic to push open the door that led to the underground club. "Not too late to change your mind you know." She suggested to Octavia.
Octavia would hear nothing of it. "My mind was made up a long time ago, Vinyl. I know what I'm getting into. I'm quite curious to see what this club looks like."
"Thinking of scheduling a performance here?" Vinyl teased.
"Let's not get ahead of ourselves." Octavia firmly replied as she shut down the taunt with the greatest of ease. It was like nothing could phase her.
But Vinyl had a plan to change all of that. "You're definitely not going to forget tonight, Octavia." She thought with a sly grin.
Pacific was on the other side of the door, her pacifier dangling freely from the string around her neck. "Ah, Vinyl," She greeted with a smile, pulling the unicorn into a hug. "Seriously, I can't thank you enough for what you've done for this club! Ever since you saved that unicorn, word of mouth has been spreading. Now everypony who's anypony who likes to feel young and free knows that The Fountain of Youth is the place to be. Business has booming, and all the club patrons can't stop raving about you."
"Sounds like DJ Pamps is even more popular around here than I thought." Octavia said with a giggle.
Pacific then turned her attention to Octavia. "I take it you're the VIP Vinyl wrote to me about?"
Octavia nodded without hesitation. She didn't seem bothered in the least by the pacifier Pacific was wearing, almost as if she'd seen it before. "Indeed I am, and I happen to be her roommate as well:" She extended a hoof. "Octavia Melody, pleased to meet you, Miss..."
"Pacific Glow," Pacific introduced herself as she readily shook Octavia's hoof. "Can't believe Vinyl hasn't told me about you yet."
"There's a good reason for that!" The soon to be padded DJ thought to herself.
"Well, after hearing about what Vinyl did last night and seeing as you're paying her quite well, I simply had to come and see your club for myself," Octavia insisted. "It is your club, is it not?"
Pacific nodded her head. "You bet it is! It was my dream, a chance for other ponies to indulge and be free. To get in touch with their inner little selves," She then blushed a bit. "Gosh, having a famous cello player like yourself for a VIP? I can't help but feel unprepared. The club hasn't been open for very long, Vinyl's only the second pony I've met who hasn't quit on me after just one night. We've never had a VIP before."
"I suppose I'll have to be the first, then." Octavia declared without hesitation as she trotted into the back room. Her eyes quickly observed and took in all the details of her surroundings. There was a well worn couch that had to be at least second-hoof (if not third-hoof) if the marks on the red covering were any indication. And near it, in the center of the room was a mini-fridge (no doubt containing baby bottles, Octavia assumed). An unlit closet wasn't too far away, no doubt filled with all kinds of foalish outfits.
There was also a door next to some vinyl records and a spare amp. But what really commanded attention was the bright blue, massive plastic changing table. And beneath it were several large drawers, the bottom one overflowing with tightly packed packages of diapers like the one Pacific was currently wearing.
It was fair to assume the actual club was probably just as foalish in design as this back room. It definitely was the strangest club Octavia had ever been to, and she'd been to her fair share of them with Vinyl when the unicorn was "between jobs" (looking for employment was more like it).
Pacific twirled her pacifier on its string, taking notice of the absent minded glances Octavia was giving and the rather smug grin forming on Vinyl's face. That told her more than words about how little her first VIP knew about the club. She'd obviously pieced together some information from Vinyl, but Vinyl hadn't told her everything. "We're honored to have you. We've got a fully stocked bar, a comfortable lounge back here if you need to rest, and of course a most excellent dj in Vinyl here." She said to Octavia.
Octavia smiled, though it looked like she was trying hard not to giggle. "Well, there's no sense in beating around the bush. Obviously there's a bit of a 'dress code' as it were for this club."
"Indeed there is," Pacific commented as she could see Vinyl already making her way over to the changing table to get "dressed up" before her gig. "Give me a moment to get Vinyl all set, and then we can discuss your new wardrobe."
Vinyl grumbled even though she knew what was coming. She lay down on the changing table as best she could, soon watching as Pacific trotted over to her with the thickest diaper anypony had ever seen. "Come on, Pacific! You don't need to give me something so... so..." The dj struggled to think of what word to best use before finally settling on "Poofy."
The mare only shook a hoof like she was scolding a child. Heck, the tone of voice she used sounded almost like a parent lecturing their foal for doing something wrong. "This is the most absorbent brand we've got, Vinyl. You've really soaked your pampers the two times you've been here. You haven't leaked yet, but you've certainly come close. I'm just taking precautions, that's all. Maybe if you can control yourself, I won't have to use these extra absorbent diapers. Now hold still."
The unicorn just gazed up at the ceiling. She knew Octavia was getting a kick out of this. She could soon feel her tail being threaded through a hole as the thick padding was pulled into place. Then she was helped up, allowed to inspect the damage. Just as she feared, her legs were pushed apart even more than they were normally. Just walking around was going to be a chore. Still, Vinyl took some solace in the fact that Octavia was probably going to wear something just as thick.
"Now for your onesie," Pacific cooed as she turned toward the closet. "What should we get you this time, Vinyl?"
But Vinyl blushed and bit her cheek. "A-actually, that won't be necessary. I'm..." She swallowed hard. "Okay with just the diaper." "At least Octy has to wear one too." She thought, taking some solace in that fact.
"Well, if you're sure," The pacifier wearing earth pony insisted as she helped her temporary charge to stand. "But if you ever change your mind, just give a holler."
As Vinyl clumsily waddled her way towards the only other door in the room, she turned back to look at Octavia as Pacific eyed the VIP.
"Is there something wrong?" Octavia inquired as she noticed the unusual expression on Pacific's face.
"Oh no," Pacific quickly replied. "It's just... well..."
"Well what?" Octavia innocently asked. "Don't tell me you don't have any diapers in my size. I would think a club like this has diapers to fit anypony, even an alicorn princess."
Pacific began to "glow" as she sheepishly confessed. "It's funny you should mention that, Octavia. As a matter of fact, we do have diapers that big. My bartender suggested we try out this 'Super Royal Deluxe Padding' that the store we get all our supplies from makes. We weren't sure who Vinyl was bringing, so I went ahead and ordered the special and... well, why don't you see for yourself?" She reached into the bottom most drawer of the changing table and pulled out a package so massive it was a miracle it had fit into the drawer at all.
Vinyl's jaw dropped wide open in shock! And her eyes grew wide as she lifted her shades just to make sure she wasn't seeing things! A jumbo sized lime green package was placed upon the floor! It had already been ripped open a little, as a few equally huge diapers poked out from it. But these weren't a plain white in color like the ones Vinyl was used to seeing. They had hues of yellow, blue and pink that looked like they'd been splashed and painted on with no thought to any kind of pattern. Little suns, moons, crystal hearts and six pointed stars were printed all over them, even on the tabs.
Octavia gulped a bit. "That's padding fit for a princess."
"I know, that's what it said on the box," Pacific replied as she managed to somehow grasp the edge of one of the massive diapers and pull it out, clumsily unfolding it. "But it also says they can fit anypony. It's a one size fits all," She then apologized. "I'm terribly sorry. Had I known it was you that was coming, I would've gotten something a bit more suitable. But I already paid for them."
"I see, quite the dilemma," Octavia noted. "Still, they were intended for a VIP, and I am a VIP."
"You sure? I could get you some of Vinyl's diapers, we've got tons of those." Pacific suggested.
"The VIP deserves only the best, doesn't she?" Octavia suggested. "As big as those pampers are, I'm sure I could fit into them with a little bit of adjusting." And she proceeded to lay down on the changing table, spreading her legs outward as she tried to mimic the position and posture she'd seen Vinyl take on just minutes earlier.
The pacifier wearing pony simply took a deep breath. This was the first time Vinyl had ever seen her unsure of something. "Well, alright then. Try to hold still. The first time's always the hardest."
Octavia playfully teased. "So I've heard." Then she lay as still as a statue, taking in the slow and subtle movements as what had to be the biggest diaper in all of Equestria was slipped under her rump. After a fair bit of fumbling, she felt it be secured to her rear almost like she had a massive pillow tied to her butt. Just standing up was quite a challenge, but somehow she managed.
Suddenly, there was a faint glow of magic that emanated from the diaper! When it had faded, the diaper had shrunk in size considerably, now hugging Octavia's rear tightly (and looking only slightly bigger than Vinyl's). The box hadn't been lying, one size really did fit all. It must've been designed and enchanted to automatically adjust itself to the size of its wearer, so it could be as small or as big as it needed to be.
"All set?" Pacific asked as her confidence returned.
"I think so," Octavia nodded as she looked to Vinyl. "What about you, Vinyl?"
It took a moment for Vinyl to come back to reality after having her gaze transfixed on those magical alicorn sized diapers. There was no way a plain old foal store could carry something like that, that seemed like something had to be specifically made. But who could've possibly wanted magical, size changing diapers?
Well, those were thoughts for another time and place as the soon to be DJing unicorn lowered her shades back onto her face. "Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, I'm totally fine. Just, you know, make sure you don't get those mixed in with the other diapers."
"Or maybe you could start offering up the experience to those willing to pay a little extra," Octavia suggested. "Just a thought. I imagine quite a few of this club's attendees might become curious about my attire."
"I'll keep that in mind," Pacific confirmed with a nod. "Now you two go on ahead and have a good time," And to Vinyl she added. "Let me know if anything comes up. I doubt we'll see a repeat of that incident, but you just never know." Then she waddled away as the two musicians went through the door that led into the club proper.
Within seconds of walking through the door (with a little bit of difficulty due to her diaper), Octavia's eyes beheld a sight that surpassed even her wild assumptions about what The Fountain of Youth was like!
There was a pale, pink carpet that covered the entire floor. It was so soft it seemed like it was a struggle to just keep one's hooves from sinking into it. Off to the left wall was a pile of stuffed animals in all sorts of sizes, though some lay clumsily scattered about the floor with little thought or concern. The walls themselves were covered with pink and white striped wallpaper, with red hearts that really gave the whole place the feel of a giant nursery.
And that feel was only further complimented by what lay at the back corner, tucked away out of sight of the main dance floor (but still visible from almost anywhere else in the club): There lay some brightly colored mats that rested next to a wooden supply chest and two trash cans. That left little doubt as to what that small space was for, especially given the lack of signs indicating a bathroom.
At the other end of the club from that changing area (but still on the same side) was a bar. A bar that at first glance looked like any other bar, complete with a polished wooden table, shelves of alcoholic (and some non-alcoholic) beverages and even taps. But if one were to look closer, they would see that the bar was walled off on either side by what seemed like mesh netting, which served to make the bar look more like a giant playpen. And there were five high chairs instead of the usual bar stools.
The show-stopper though (at least in Octavia's mind) was the back center of the club. That was where the club's DJ was obviously supposed to stand while on duty, and the equipment there left no doubts that indeed they were meant to be used by a DJ. It all looked surprisingly hi-tech too, even if it was surrounded by large pink bars that served to turn the stand into a make-shift crib. That even played to how everything was set up. As a musician, Octavia knew a thing or two about soundwaves and feedback. And although she wasn't a DJ, she could tell just by looking at the subwoofers that they'd been positioned in a way to provide as little feedback as possible to the one operating the turntable.
"So, this totally blow your mind or what, Octy?" Vinyl asked her fellow padded mare as the two made their way in silence towards the back, Vinyl still lugging her records behind her with her magic.
"I was expecting the club to look 'foalish'," Octavia commented in almost disbelief. "But I never imagined it was this immersive. The attention to detail is astonishing! It really is a baby club."
Vinyl groaned and growled. "I thought I told you to stop calling it that!"
Octavia immediately insisted. "I mean that in a good way, Vinyl. It's like the kind of a club an actual foal would design. A big foal at that. It's a very unusual kind of design choice, but it seems to work wonders for the intended clientele."
"Whatever," Vinyl retorted as she made her way over to the turntable. "Just don't get any ideas about telling anypony about any of this."
The earth pony mare winked. "Vinyl, how long have we been living together?"
"Don't know," The dj shrugged her shoulders. "Reckon it's been a few years now."
Octavia was quick with the retort. "And in that time, have I ever once blabbed about any of your embarrassing secrets to anypony?"
Vinyl let out a sigh, she already knew the answer. "No."
"Exactly!" Octavia firmly declared. "Why would this be any different? This will just be our little secret," She then looked at the bars. "Do you need help climbing over those, Vinyl?"
The unicorn mare immediately insisted. "No. I can manage just fine on my own, thank you!" She proceeded to rather clumsily lift herself over the bars, only managing to get into the center and reach the turntable by falling over the other side. Fortunately, she landed butt first and her thick padding cushioned the blow.
Octavia couldn't help but let out a laugh at her friend's small burst of misfortune. "Whoopsie-daisy!" She giggled almost like a little school filly. "Did Vinyl go boom boom?"
"Octy, shut up!" Vinyl tried to respond in a serious tone of voice, but it sounded more like a whine as she slowly stumbled to her hooves and hoisted herself upright.
Another laugh soon drew the attention of both mares. "It's your third night here and you still haven't figured out how to get over the bars without making a fool of yourself? Really, Vinyl, at this point why not just swallow your pride and accept help?"
The owner of said voice soon revealed itself as it waddled over in a thick diaper of its very own (though nowhere near as thick as Octavia's or Vinyl's). Standing before the two padded musicians was an earth pony mare of medium build. She had a light grayish mulberry purple coat, a raspberry colored shaggy mane and tail, eyes an only slightly darker shade of that same raspberry color, and a cutie mark that managed to poke through her diaper. The mark displayed grapes and a strawberry.
Octavia eyed the newcomer, unsure of what to say. "Who might you be?"
The raspberry colored earth pony replied and identified herself. "Berry Punch. I'm the bartender here, the first one to boot. Pacific hired me the night she opened The Fountain of Youth."
"And you're okay with all of this?" Octavia questioned as she gestured a hoof.
Berry nodded. "Yeah. I mean, it was a lot to take in first. But the pay was really good so I figured it was worth sticking around. Even the diapers weren't bad," She added. "Beats having to go toilet hunting when there's at least half a dozen or so other ponies all battling it out for the same thing at other clubs," Then she took a minute and composed herself. "So, can I get anything for you? Either of you?"
"You know me, Berry," Vinyl insisted as she set up her first record on the turntable. "A beer as soon as you can brew one."
"Already?" Berry half questioned/half teased. "You know you're only allowed one at most. Don't want anymore accidents like the one you had on your first night. I was surprised you didn't let Pacific change you before you went home."
The DJ's face flushed completely red! "Berry, I told you not to tell anypony about that! It was just the one time!"
Octavia only grinned. "I already figured as much when you stumbled home that night, Vinyl. Never did I imagine you would do something like that. But I guess that is what a foal would do."
Vinyl Scratch just groaned. "I'm not talking about it anymore," And to Berry she insisted. "Just get me that beer, okay? Oh, and fyi, Octy here's the VIP. Might wanna get her a few drinks on the house, or at least half priced." And she turned to her music, all set and ready for another night at the club.
Octavia, however, insisted to Berry Punch. "I'm quite fine for now, thank you. But I might waddle up to the bar later on for some refreshment."
"Very well then," Berry replied as she waddled to the bar. "Hope you'll enjoy seeing DJ Pamps in her element. Now that ponies know she's sticking around for the long term, I think we're gonna have a full house tonight."
