And there you have it! Thank you to everyone who took the time to read this, and I hope you all had as much fun reading it as I did writing it. Feel free to let me know in the comments how I did, and until next time!

Fall was in full force in Ponyvile, the leaves on the surrounding trees changing from green to gorgeous shades of red, orange and yellow as the air began to grow colder in preparation for the coming of winter. Bracing a gust of wind that nearly succeeded in knocking her on her flank, Sugar Belle clutched at the scarf she was wearing as she made her way down the streets of Ponyville.

Despite the weather, Sugar Belle still had much to smile about. Her apprenticeship with Mrs. Cake was going well, her baking skills having improved by leaps and bounds thanks to the more experienced mare’s tutelage. If that wasn’t enough, her apprenticeship also meant she got to spend more time in Ponyville, which meant more time to spend with her special somepony, Big MacIntosh.

Sugar Belle let out a content sigh as the image of a certain apple red stallion popped into her head. She could hardly believe that almost a year had passed since the two had started dating (ignoring a brief misunderstanding during Hearts and Hooves day), and Sugar Belle couldn’t remember a time she had been happier. Actually that wasn’t true, as there was one memory she cherished more than any other; the memory of the time the pair had spent the weekend together in a cabin just south from Vanhoover, a weekend that had drastically altered their relationship for the better.

Sugar Belle still felt her heart fill with joy every time she thought back to that weekend, when the pair had shared their deepest, darkest secrets with one another. For Big Mac, it was a desire to dress himself up like a mare, with dresses, makeup and pretty mane in all. For Sugar Belle, it was the desire to dress and act like a foal, complete with wearing and even using diapers. Despite the pair believing that revealing their secret would end up tearing their relationship apart, it had only served to strengthen their relationship further as the pair then spent the majority of that weekend not as marefriend and colt friend, but as a loving Nana caring for her young foal.

Unfortunately, Sugar Belle had begun to long for that feeling again, the feeling of being cared for like a foal. However, due to the couple’s busy work schedules, they had barely had the time to indulge in their newly shared hobby outside of a few brief and secretive moments while together.

Which was why Sugar Belle was currently braving the chilly winds in order to reach a very distinct building in Ponyville. It was partially the reason, actually, as she had another goal in mind as she walked up to the very stylish Carousel Boutique and knocked on the door.

“Come in!~” came a singsong voice from within as Sugar Belle stepped inside, the chime above the door alerting the owner to a new guest.

“Ah, Sugar Belle!” Rarity said with a smile as walked up to the mare. “I wasn’t expecting to see you so soon.” Glancing up at the clock on the wall, she noted, “Your consultation isn’t for another ten minutes, after all.

“I know,” Sugar Belle replied as she unwrapped her scarf from around her neck, the warmth of the boutique casting away any lingering chill from her coat. “I just thought it would be nice if we had a chance to talk first. We haven’t really had a chance to get to know each other very well, and I suppose I was hoping you and I could maybe become friends?”

“Why, that sounds like a marvellous idea!” Rarity said, practically bouncing on the tips of her hooves. “Follow me to the kitchen and I’ll put on a pot of tea for us.”

As she followed Rarity into the kitchen, Sugar Belle took the time to admire the main showroom, taking in the array of beautiful dresses on display. “You know… I think this is my first time being inside your store, Rarity. It’s a lot… bigger than it appeared from the outside.”

“Appearances can be deceiving, my dear,” Rarity replied with a noticeable hint of pride in her voice as she set the kettle onto the burner. “There we are. Now…” Walking over to the table, the pair sat across from each other as as Rarity asked, “Where would you like to begin?”

“Well…”

And so, the two ponies occupied themselves with getting to know one another. Sugar Belle told Rarity about how her apprenticeship with Mrs. Cake was going, while Rarity regaled Sugar Belle with tales about the dresses she was currently making to showcase in her boutique in Canterlot. If any pony walking outside were to pick up on the sounds of the two mares laughing, they might be forgiven for thinking the two were a pair of old friends who had reunited after a long time apart.

Once the tea was ready and Rarity had served the two of them each a cup, their conversation began to shift to other topics. Eventually, Rarity asked the inevitable question of, “So, how is your relationship with Big MacIntosh going?”

“Oh, it’s wonderful!” Sugar Belle exclaimed, positively grinning from ear to ear. “Ever since me and Big Mac started dating, my life has been one happy moment after another. I’ve never met a pony before who I’ve felt more comfortable being with, he’s just so…” Sugar Belle sighed wistfully as she held her face in her hooves, a lovestruck grin on her face. “So lovely…”

Rarity giggled at the expression of profound love painted across Sugar Belle’s face. “I’m happy to hear that. I know Big Mac has had some… interesting mares in his life before, so it’s nice to hear that you’ve each finally found your special somepony.”

Sugar Belle nodded her head at Rarity’s words, taking a moment to take a sip of her tea. “Actually, I wanted to thank you for letting us use your family cabin a few months ago. That weekend we spent together was one of the happiest moments of my life.”

“Ah, no need to thank me, Sugar Belle. I’m just happy knowing that you two were able to spend some quality time together.” Taking a sip of her own tea, Rarity giggled as she added, “Oh, you would not believe the look on my father’s face when I asked him if I could let a pair of friends use the old cabin. I’ve only ever seen him that happy on the rare occasion his team actually wins a game!”

The two mare giggled for a moment before settling into a comfortable silent as they enjoyed their tea. After several moments, Sugar Belle decided now was a good time as any to inquire about one of the reasons she was there. “So, Rarity, I was wondering… would it be too much trouble for me to ask if we could use your cabin again?”

“Not at all, darling! All you have to do is ask and it’s all yours and Big Mac’s for as long as you need it!”

“Thank you! Oh, there must be some way for me to thank you for all you’ve done for us!”

“No need, seeing the pair of you happy together is payment enough.” Sparing a glance at the clock, Rarity gasped as she realized how long they had been talking. “Is it that late already? Oh my, we’d better start your consolation right away if we’re going to get it done in time!”

Sugar Belle’s smile began to slowly disappear off her face. “Oh, right… the consultation…” Sugar Belle had been simultaneously dreading and looking forward to the other reason she had wanted to meet with Rarity. “Well, you see…”

“Oh, one moment, dear!” Running into the showroom, Rarity returned but a moment later with her notepad and a pencil held in her magic. “Now, what kind of dress were you looking for me to make? Something bold and flashy, or something more casual perhaps? Is it for a formal occasion or—“

“Actually…” Sugar Belle interjected, nervously rubbing her hooves together. “The dress I want isn’t really for me…”

“Ah, so a gift then? Well, who is this lucky mare then? Oh, I’ll need to figure out their measurements if I don’t—

“It’s…” Sugar Belle gulped as her tongue twisted itself into knots. Moment of truth… “It’s… its not for a mare, actually…”

A thick silence fell over the pair as Rarity stared at Sugar Belle, a hint of confusion in her eyes as Sugar Belle felt like she wanted to disappear under Rarity’s gaze.

“Sugar Belle,” Rarity suddenly said, her voice eerily calm as she set her notepad and pencil down in the table. “If I am going to be making this dress for you, then I am first going to need you to answer a single question before I will agree to your request. And please, I ask that you be completely honest with me and tell me only the truth. Is that fair?”

Sugar Belle nervously nodded her head.

“Very well. Now… would I be right in my assumption that you want me to make this gift for none other than Big Mac?”

Hanging her head, Sugar Belle nodded her head again. When she finally worked up the courage to look up a Rarity, she was supposed to find, not disgust or condemnation on Rarity’s face, but a look of understanding.

“Ah, so he finally told you, did he?”

“Wha… what?” Sugar Belled replied, her mouth hanging open in shock. “You mean… you knew?”

“Not knew, more like suspected for some time now,” Rarity said with a smirk. “You see, I had begun to notice that Big Mac seemed to linger somewhat whenever he passed by my boutique, as if admiring the dresses I had put out for display that morning. I thought nothing of it at first, you see, as countless ponies walk by my store on any given day. However, I suspected there was something more when Big Mac walked into my shop one day to inquire about makeup, of all things. When I asked him why he was looking for makeup, he became noticeably nervous as he quickly muttered out some lie about it, ‘being a late birthday gift for Applejack’, not that I was fooled for even a moment, mind you. Still, I am not one to stand in the way of another’s quest for beauty, so I assisted him as best I could in picking out a shade of makeup that I knew would match perfectly with his coat. Judging by how happy he looked the very next day, I suspect I made the right choice.”

“And you weren’t… disgusted by it?” Sugar Belle cautiously asked.

“Oh, heavens no! It is my belief that beauty knows no boundaries, whether they be gender, species or even walks of life, everyone is allowed to look as beautiful as they feel without need to fear shame or ridicule for it. I will not judge any stallion who wants to look good in a dress, no matter who they may be. Don’t worry, his secret is safe with me, of that I can assure you.”

Breathing a sigh of relief, Sugar Belle smiled. “Thank you, Rarity. You don’t know how relieved I am to hear that from you.”

“Now, as for the dress…” Rarity continued, picking her notepad back up with her magic as she began to sketch out ideas. “You’re in luck, as I was the one who designed the uniforms for the Ponytones, so I already have his measurements in my files. Unless of course he’s put on a few pounds since the last time I checked…” Peering over her notepad, she smiled at Sugar Belle as she added, “Probably due to a few too many baked sweets given to him by a certain unicorn mare, hmm?”

Sugar Belle blushed, chuckling to herself. “Actually, I had a few ideas I wanted to run by you, if that’s okay…”

“Of course! If there’s any pony who would know what a pony like him really likes, it would have to be you.”

So together, the pair worked to design the perfect dress for Big Mac, one that would surely knock his horseshoes off.

***

The sound of wine glasses clicking together rang through the air as Big Mac and Sugar Belle shared a toast, both smiling from ear to ear. The couple had arrived at Rarity’s family cabin just a few hours before, and had decided to go all out for a nice romantic, candle lit dinner. Laughter filled the air as they enjoyed their meal, while sharing a bottle of red wine between them.

By the time they were finished, the sun had only just set below the horizon, the moon rising up to take its place. After taking a moment to clean up the dishes, Big Mac turned to Sugar Belle and said, “Now that that’s all taken care of, what would y’all say to having some ‘special fun’, my precious Sweetie Pie?”

“Eager to get started, are we?” Sugar Belle giggled, blushing slightly as at the anticipation having Big Mac switch into her Nana to take care of her. Quelling her bubbling excitement for now, Sugar Belle batted her eyelashes at Big Mac as she said, “Before we begin, I have a little surprise for you.”

Big Mac raised an eyebrow slightly. “A surprise?”

“Mhh hmm! You wait right here while I go get it.” Going him a quick kiss on the cheek, Sugar Belle galloped over to and up the stairs, leaving Big Mac to wait in the kitchen with his thoughts.

What is she planning? Big Mac wondered to himself. It’s not my birthday… I wonder what she—

“I’m back!” Sugar Belle called out, snapping Big Mac from his thoughts as she descended the stairs, a large, flat box tied up with a box carried aloft in her magic. Trotting up to him with a smile on her face, Sugar Belle took the box in her hooves and held it out to him. “Surprise!”

Big Mac eyed the box apprehensively as he took it from her. “What’s the occasion?”

“There isn’t one. Just a little something for being the best Nana ever. Go on, open it! Open it!”

Chuckling at Sugar Belle’s excitement, Big Mac set the box down as he undid the bow with his teeth and carefully popped off the lid. His eyes widened at what he saw inside, his mouth flapping open as he attempted to form words. “Is… is this…”

Sugar Belle nodded her head, smiling as Big Mac carefully extracted the item from within, treating it with the care of an archaeologist unearthing a rare and priceless artifact.

Holding it up, Big Mac was left speechless at the sight of the dress held in hooves, sown from a vibrant green fabric that perfectly matched the colours of his cutie mark. Golden filigree delicately woven into the fabric lined the hem and collar of the dress, as well as forming beautiful designs on the train of the dress. Finally, a bright red apple brooch served to hold the collar in place.

“Wow… this is… wow…”

Sugar Belle smiled at being able to render even somepony as quiet as Big Mac utterly speechless. “Do you like it? I had Rarity custom make it just for you.”

Big Mac’s already wide eyes became will with fear at the mention of Ponyville’s resident fashionista. “You… you told Rarity!?”

“I did, but she said she’d started to suspect something after the time you asked her for makeup tips. Don’t worry, she’s totally okay with you wanting to look pretty and everything, and promised me that your secret will remain safe with her.”

Big Mac let out a sigh of relief at that, having guessed that Rarity had deduced his secret long ago and had been keeping it under wraps all this time. “That’s good…”

“Well? What are you waiting for? Try it on!” Sugar Belle encouraged him, grinning from the excitement of it all.

Big Mac needed little encouragement after that, as he walked into the living room to don his new outfit. As the soft fabric brushed against his coat, Big Mac felt a bolt of excitement shoot up his spine. Taking a moment to pin the brooch in place, the stallion glanced over his newly attired form. Despite being known as pony of very few words, Big Mac could still be very articulate when he wanted to be, and yet even he was at an utter loss as to how to describe how wonderful the dress felt on him. Perfectly hugging every curve and muscle, the dress fit almost like a second skin, feeling more natural than anything Big Mac had ever worn before. Twirling around, a smile spread across his face at how the dress train moved with him, flowing gracefully behind him like a physical extension of himself.

In that moment, Big Mac was in utter heaven.

“I take it you like it?” Sugar Belle said with a giggle as she watched her colt friend take in his new dress with wide-eyed awe and amazement.

“I… I love it! Thank you so much!” Running up to Sugar Belle, Big Mac embraced her in a fierce hug, nearly knocking her over in the process “Thank you so much…” Big Mac repeated, tears of joy threatening to pour down his face.

Patting the stallion on the back, Sugar Belle smiled at the mere sight Big Mac clearly overjoyed with his gift. “I’m glad I could make you happy after everything you’ve done for me. You know…” Grinning devilishly, Sugar Belle leaned over to whisper into Big Mac’s ear, “Rarity also said that she wouldn’t mind if you ever wanted to model some outfits for her…”

Chuckling, Big Mac pulled away as he patted Sugar Belle on the head. “Maybe later, as for now…” Leaning over, Big Mac kissed Sugar Belle on the forehead as he said, “I think it’s time a certain little filly was changed into a fresh diaper before she piddles all over the floor!”

“Na-Nana!” Sugar Belle replied, blushing from a mix of embarrassment and excitement as she took Big Mac’s hoof and was carefully lead upstairs. Her heart filled with warmth as she glanced over at her special somepony.

I couldn’t have asked for a better colt friend than Big Mac. Or a better Nana!

THE END