Rainbow's Diaper Delivery
Rainbow’s Diaper Delivery
It was time. The box was sitting there, waiting for him. The postage packing belied its wonderful, perfect cargo. Rainbow Blitz approached it, an excited, nervous look on his face. He had been waiting so long for this, and in the hooves of Ditzy Doo it had arrived. Now she was gone, and it was just him and his order.
Licking his dry lips, Rainbow Blitz left the package where it was. It was all alone in his living room, sitting on the magical cloud floor, for a minute before he came back down with a sports bag. This sports bag, unlike others, had a padlock on it. He was so excited he had trouble getting the little key into it, but eventually it clicked open and off came the lock. Unzipping the bag but not looking in it, since he knew its secrets off by heart, the athletic pegasus turned to the box. One hoof dug into the bag, pulling out his secrets, one after the other.
It came open oh so easily, as if it what was inside was just as eager to get out as he was. His shaking blue hooves tore the packing apart until they were revealed. Rainbow looked down on them reverently. After so long, they were here. Even better, they were his!
Or maybe he was theirs. It seemed a fitting way to put it, given how gently and worshipfully he opened the plastic pack, and how they made him whimper with desire. Yes, he was theirs. The thought excited him, as the normally brash pegasus letting out a feminine little moan as he felt a white, plastic square in his hooves. His penis, an immature little thing, was begging for his attention but he couldn’t give it. No, not while his prize, his object of worship, was demanding his attention.
A plastic mat from his sports bag was unrolled, and a bottle of sweet smelling foal powder was put next to it. Spreading out the square, Rainbow - he didn’t like think of himself as ‘Blitz’ while indulging in his deepest secret - lay back. Positioning his rear over it, he wished he wasn’t alone in this. If he closed his eyes, he could envisionage his friends there, and their reactions. Oh, if only. The thought of them seeing him like this, the confident, egotistical stallion reduced to a small cocked colt, laid back on a changing mat with his miniscule manhood leaking drops of thin pre-cum, made him moan again. A mare or stallion, he didn’t care, but as he powdered himself, he wished he had somepony with him.
His bright tail was pushed through the hole, and Rainbow panted quietly as he began to fold it into place. White plastic, edged with pink that circled his legs, soon hid his dick from sight. It covered his marble-like balls, the little sack snug against the padding. A bulge pushed the front out, his mere four inches very little compared to the average stallion’s eight. Pink tapes sealed the diaper around his flank, and it was done. He was diapered, at last.
But it wasn’t over, and with the diapering complete, his nervous, over-excited trembling subsided. The secrets of his sports bag, laid next to him, were donned with loving care. Bright pink plastic wrapped around his neck, the collar’s little lock clicking shut, binding it snugly around his neck. He could never forget it was there, tight enough that it was a constant reminder, yet not so tight as to be uncomfortable. He smiled, resisting the need to run one of his hooves along his diapered dickie. Not yet. Soon.
Long, shiny pink latex that matched his collar slipped over his legs. It was the hardest part, but he loved it. The feeling of his pink latex stockings sliding into position and staying there, as tight as the collar, was divine. It was nearly, but never quite, as good as the feeling of padding wrapping his rump.
Nearly done. The thought made his cock twitch, and a sweet little moan drifted from his lips. His bare, unmarred lips.
The last thing from his bag, his last secret, rose between his latex covered forelegs. A click as the lid popped off, a twist of the base, and he pressed it against his lips. Rainbow didn’t even have to use a mirror, he had done this so often. It was a wondrous sensation, and over too quickly, but he could never complain. Rainbow wished he did have a mirror now, so he could admire his pink lip gloss.
Not bothering to pack away the bag or box of adult diapers, Rainbow Blitz squirmed from the changing mat to his couch. It was so hard to think, to do anything but enjoy his diapered, sissified state. Rainbow had never felt so cute as he did now. Resting his back in a cushion, he thrust into his diaper and moaned, a delicate blush on his cheeks. He wished he had a mirror above him, so he could watch his own adorable reflect as he humped his diaper.
Adorable! he thought, moaning. I w-wanna be cute, damn it!
His eyes locked on his diaper, he moaned and thrust gently again. If only he had somepony to look after him, to change him and tell him he was cute, to let him relax from being Ponyville’s premier pegasus. He stared at this diapered bulged and wished, with all his heart, that he had a Mommy.
The door exploded, a grey pony rolling ass over elbow. A clip board bounced ahead of her. Her head impacted on the cloud floor, burying herself up to the neck.
“Ahh! I’m sorry, I forgot to get your signature on the delivery and I was so worried you might not be home anymore that I flew too fast and I just don’t know what went wrong!” Ditzy Doo wailed. With a final tug, she pulled her head free and beheld Rainbow Blitz as he really was. She blinked.
He could have tried fleeing, flying off when her head was in the cloud. But he had frozen at the sight of her, and he knew he didn’t have the time to get his bag and the diapers and the mat and everything hidden. So Rainbow lay there, completely still. His little dick was still hard, the power of a diaper overriding the appearance of another pony and...and now she was looking at him, and she was going to tell everypony he was going to be a laughing stock and...and…
A faint hiss filled the room as the shocked mailmare stared at the diapered sissy. She knew that sound from raising Dinky, and the faint yellow that was spreading across his once pristine diaper confirmed it. She looked from his wet diaper to his wide, fearful eyes and trembling lower lip. There was really only one thing she could do in the face of such a look.
“Aww, somepony needs a changey-wangy,” she smiled, trotting towards him. After all, what sort of mare would she be if she just left a little foal in a wet diaper? Besides, Dinky had been so much fun as a foal, she didn’t mind the chance to have another. And judging by the bulge on his diaper, Rainbow didn’t mind at all either.
“W-wha…” he mumbled, sniffling.
She couldn’t have that. Ditzy giggled and patted his squishy padding. “Don’t worry, sweetie, just let Mommy take care of everything.”
* Fin. *
