Wasn’t up to much tonight, sorry guys. Have some Diaperbolts.

_The core Wonderbolts waddled their way down the locker room, diapers in various states. Each one squished with their respective steps.

It had been a very long day for the entire academy, and due to some… Previous issues, all Wonderbolts, trainees or full fledged fliers, must be diapered during training.

Spitfire led the group. None of them looked at one another, but they knew full well what each had done from scent alone. Hearts pounding, they all carried a blush and were locked in the silence of thought.

“I hope Spitfire doesn’t tease me for the load of pies I made again…” Soarin thought to himself. His stomach filled with butterflies as he thought about the blueberry pie sitting in his quarters.

“Oh, I really hope the others don’t notice I’m about to leak…” Misty began running over the dreadful thought of the others picking on her, making her feel smaller and smaller.

Spitfire scrunched like the others, trying to hide a grin on her face. “I hope the others don’t realize I’m enjoying this…“

While the other Wonderbolts all assisted with their own changes, Captain Spitfire always ended up changing on her own in her dorm area. Some thought it was just captain’s privileges, others thought Spitfire was too shy to ask. Little would they know…_