That Weird Couple

by -GLaDOS-

Rating: mature
Tags: Slice of Life, Romance
Length: 9340

A newly wedded couple look like complete opposites, but are similar in their secret enjoyment of diapers. They think it's their lifestyle is going to have all that enjoyment they can get, but what it really does, is cause a lot of turmoil

Cream and Retro are a newly wedded, diaper loving, couple that have recently moved into a new apartment in Manehattan. Their secret pleasure is shared, often wearing diapers in the evening, and having nights when they go all out with them. However, after one big night practicing their fetish, news is broken out that turns what they thought was going to be a relationship filled with this enjoyment, into one that couldn't have it at all. Turmoil breaks out, the couple question their love, and also backtrack where this all started.

A diaper fetish story, however, one that has a plot and meaning.

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2014-08-20 03:35:53 UTC

Chapter 1

Cream:

I stood there, just entering his dorm for the first time that morning. He was a bit disappointed of me coming in so early, but he was already awake. As a matter of fact, he never slept at all, he was up all night. He kinda just moped around his room, cleaning up for what he knew as a lady friend. He was always mopey, and I was no lady. Anyway, he cleaned up for me, and that made me feel privileged, since he was such a uncaring pony most days, but he brought himself to clean for me. He knew I didn't judge, and he knew I didn't question, though, in this occasion I did one of those two things. What he was walking around in- well, it made me question. I did it out of curiosity, and, I also questioned because of a secret passion I had for it. I found it odd that he was openly wearing it in front of me, like he already knew it was okay.

"Is that a diaper?"

"Yes."

I was just surprised, it made me want to know the reason. Was it the same as me, maybe-

"During long sessions-" and it was answered right there "-I wear them. There is no time for the bathroom in middle of a track. Though it may sound odd, I feel stopping suddenly for something so simple throws me off, especially when you drink as many energy drinks as I do"

"Oh... Okay," I answered as I stood on the other side of his room.

"Is it understandable?" He turned around, he used it already, plenty by the looks of it. Oh Celestia, the tension I was feeling. It was like a beast inside, I just wanted to jump out and just- do things that I never thought were imaginable. Was this real? Was he actually doing this? I knew I had to contain myself. Was I really making this big of a deal out of this?

"Most definitely. I understand," I guess that's what a fetish does to you.

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They sat there at the table, across from each other. Retro wouldn't say anything at dinner unless Candy brought up something about her day. She'd blabber on about all sorts of ponies she met at work that day, since she was so good with ponies, she'd already have almost every one memorized from that little corner store. Retro had interesting days too, when he let them be interesting, and even when they were, he didn't say anything about them. Where his wife was much more open, loud, and foal-like, he was more enclosed and mellow. That didn't mean he didn't like listening to his wife though, even if the dinner he was eating currently tasted pretty bad.

"Apparently she was buying batteries for this weird tape thing. She was asking me if we held batteries I haven't seen since I was a little filly! I told her we didn't have them, very nicely, and that's when we got in a conversation about it. It was like, the coolest thing, Retro-"

Retro pushed his food around with his fork. Why was it so, heavy? He frowned, but Cream didn't seem to notice. Then he sighed and kept listening, waiting to be asked something. Every once in awhile his mane would fall in his face, his vision being covered in blue with black highlights, and when he pushed it out of the way, he'd see his beautiful wife. Her blonde mane, with aqua highlights, shined and glimmered. Just looking at her sometimes, instead of hearing what she was talking about, would make him fall in love with her. He couldn't deny her quirkiness, and funny stories, so he listened in.

"-Oh, but you think that's a bit overated and stupid, huh?"

"Oh, yeah... Uh, I do," Retro answered as he looked up quickly from his meal.

"Oh, you do... oh... um, me too... I guess" Candy frowned, but perked up. Retro wondered what he just answered. He looked into her eyes, ocean blue. They represented the ocean well, but that instant they showed something odd. It was like a storm quickly ripped threw those ocean eyes of hers. However, when she mentioned something else, it's like the storm stopped so quickly, that any trace of it was erased. Retro forgot about it instantly, since another question was thrown at him so quickly.

"How was your day at the studio? Is your track still on air?" Cream asked, a smile across her face. Again, there was no sign of the passed storm. This was a obvious conversation changer. Who really knew, Retro had been married to her for 2 weeks now, and with her for 3 years all together, and he still had not figured out the oddity which was Cream Sugar.

"Yes, my track is still on air. My day at work was fine, my boss was a little moody, but it happens sometimes. At least I don't have to go back tomorrow"

"You sure don't!"

Cream had finished her dinner, and her cup of coffee. Her cutie mark didn't lie, it was a cup o' joe itself, hence the name. That signature smile of her gleamed, the one that insured everything was cool. Retro liked that smile. She threw her plate in the sink, with Retro's. He had finished to make her happy, though, she wouldn't mind. Cream bent down over the sink, which revealed something that made him smile. His wife was wearing a diaper, one he heard crinkle every time she re-positioned herself. She had a fine bottom, one that turned Retro on. However, her diaper wasn't used yet, nor was his. He shifted for the first time the entire night, and his diaper crinkled. Whatever he did made Cream turn around, with a smile that was no longer 'cool' but instead a little more on the mischievous side. "How'd you like dinner?" Cream asked

"Oh, uh, I liked it"

"Really? Wow, you're either lying, or you really love ziti stuffed with fiber," Cream giggled, her smile getting wider.

"Fiber?" Retro's look shot to his diaper. It had a blue tape, unlike Cream's which was pink. "Oh... I see."

"How else did you think we were going to get this night started? Now get up," Cream headed over to Retro and pulled on him. He was a bit confused, but he laughed as she struggled to pull him out of his chair. He purposely shifted his weight so that him and the chair fell. Retro landed on his side, but was alright, especially since he laid next to his wife again.

The same thing happened. Retro's eyes met Cream's, with a look of total awe as they laid there. She felt she did something wrong, she blushed, put her ears down, and searched for something in the other direction to look at, like she was a puppy being scolded. This made her cuter, and it made Retro chuckle. She looked back up and giggled too as her ears perked right back to their previous position. He moved closer to her, and wrapped a leg over her side. Cream felt a little out of place, but she joined in, wrapping herself around her mate too. Now they were close, although it was in a odd way, especially with Retro's diaper up against Cream's stomach the way it was, and the fact they were on the floor with a overturned chair. At first their horns just barely touched and produced a spark, but as their heads moved closer, they came in for a true kiss.

Cream pulled back, having that smile on her face Retro loved, "I love you, I'm ready to have fun tonight"

"I love you too. Though, you're lucky I'm participating," Retro stretched "I'm really tired tonight from work. I was moving a lot of old records. Also, I really am not sure how this fiber is going to effect my system. I may still be going by tomorrow," His stomach grumbled, it was at work from all the junk that was just thrown into it. Again, he looked at his diaper. It was ready, it was totally capable too. It was no foal diaper, it was a adult diaper that could handle any load they could produce. Retro noticed Cream's hoof was down there massaging him. With how twisted they were, it made sense that it would be there, but it was more likely that Cream purposely lead her hoof down there to rub his parts through his diaper.

"Oh, you big baby. Momma will take care of you. You said it yourself, you'll be home. I'll change you, feed you, comfort you, if this stuff really stays in your system. You won't have to lift a hoof, how does that sound baby?" Cream cooed, still stroking him.

"Okay, I guess"

"Good! Because I put a shot of vodka in the glass of wine you had with dinner!"

"What?" Retro groaned "But Cream, that wasn't part of the plan, come on now. I wanted to get a little in my system so I could wet myself, not get myself drunk and hungover-"

"Shh!" Cream grabbed Retro's hoof and put it on her diapered crotch mid sentence. He looked down to see Cream's diaper with it's pink tape not so far off. His hoof was positioned right over her parts now, with hers on his. Retro was tempted to start rubbing, maybe that's what she wanted, but he felt a different sensation as she giggled.

"I'm peeing!" She giggled hysterically as he forced his hoof down more. Retro would usually pull back, but this time he just stayed and rubbed for her. He felt the urine rush into the dry padding, and even felt it soak it up and grow in size as it was meant to do. It enveloped his hoof in squishy warmness, bringing his hoof farther and farther from his wife's pleasure center. When he looked down again, he saw the padding was a shade of yellow, but he also realized something else. That was how bloated her belly was, knowing Cream, Retro assumed she probably packed her belly all day to make the messiest diaper ever for him. "Don't worry, that's for later" Cream smiled, following his eyes "Also, you won't be alone, I had a shot of vodka in my coffee!"

"I knew that wine tasted weird, I just assumed it was just how it was. That wine at the wedding sure was shitty"

==========

They called it demon juice, because the stuff was lower powered in taste. Anypony could just come along, put a shot of the stuff in whatever you're drinking, and if you finished your beverage, you'd be drunk. Sure, the taste of it would be off and funky, but if you concentrated the stuff enough, you wouldn't taste it at all. Some nerdy unicorns at Canterlot University made it for their frat parties, it wasn't really on sale, so the way Retro and Cream got it was as a wedding gift. It was quite a obnoxious one, but it was the only gift their college friend could come up with. Cream had no knowledge of alcohol though, she just drank it, and that was why she called it vodka. Retro kind of knew about it the whole time, but he hoped his tolerance was up enough that he wouldn't be completely drunk.

Cream and Retro sat on the floor, listening to some pretty loud music in the apartment. They were lucky nopony came up and yelled at them yet, although there was nobody above or below them. The floor below them was vacant, instead being used for storage, and they were the top floor of their 5 story building. This building was old, and smashed between two other buildings in Manehattan. There was a nice view if you went on the roof, and there was a lot of light from windows all around the apartment, but it was just very small. It had 2 bedrooms, one master, the other a very small guest room. It worked for some newly weds, but wouldn't work if they ever started a family.

As they listened to the music, they laughed hysterically at some lyrics, since they were indeed drunk. Retro failed. Now he was happy and open, as they both sat there. As they listened, they'd just let go and piss, so there diapers were quite soaked now. Both of them were hanging between their legs. They were still sober enough to walk straight, but at this point, they were much more laid back. Common sense stuck with them, but if any more alcohol was drank, not only would their diapers probably spring a leak, but they would lose that too. The song they listened too currently had them going back to memories in college.

"Yeah, yeah! I remember! She was so damn loud, and so fricken rude, that he literally threw the whole cup at her during it!"

Cream cracked up laughing at her husband, "She was so mad! She was sooo mad! It wasn't even the fact that she was- was... Starting a fight! It was because she got beer on her new dress!" she started giggling.

"And then they started fight... Yup... They started fighting... It was pretty intense too," Retro sighed.

"Yeah..." Cream replied.

They just sat there, sighing, hesitating, and just not having anything to add. The only noises was the grumbles coming from Retro's stomach, with Cream's too, and also a quiet hissing as Cream wet herself for the third time that night. She gave Retro a look that he just seemed to catch as he stood up off the couch and turned off the music. Cream turned her head as she had that mischievous smile again.

"Hmm... Are you thinking what I'm- Wait, what are you doing?"

*Grrrrrrrrrrrr-uummm*

"Ugh..." Retro was squatting down, his plot a few inches from the ground, and his sagging diaper just barely touching it. Cream turned her head again, but then realized what was going on.

"Oh, I see," Cream chuckled, as her smile returned as she watched. Retro's eyes met hers "What are you looking at baby boy, are you going to go potty or what? Mommy's not helping you"

*Gurrrrrrr-ummm-rrrrrr*

Retro whimpered at Cream, half playfully, and half in pain. She just sat there and smiled, waiting for the inevitable. After another round of loud groans and grumbles, then came a few farts, muffled from his padded backside. His tail also now seemed to raise by instinct, he started to grunt, and makes noises as he struggled, which was really odd for Cream to hear. Retro was so quiet, and to hear his manly grunts and groans was new to her, and she knew what was coming was really big.

He farted again, then a series of loud plops, and his diaper crinkling loudly, were the only thing heard in the room until Retro made a sound of relief "Aaahhh..."

His diaper shook and deformed to take it's new load. He was making one hell of a mess, the fiber really did it's job. He had a lot too, the diaper expanded and ballooned out to fit one of the largest loads Cream had ever seen. Once she thought he was done, she opened her mouth, but apparently he wasn't. His eyes shut tightly, a fart rang out into his newly loaded diaper, and more came. This time it was much more liquidated, instead of plopping, it was more just squishing and squelching as the diaper turned a shade of brown, with a mix of yellow since he seemed to be peeing more now too.

Now Retro was done his job. His diaper was drooping even more now, was extremely lumpy and brown in the back, and was yellow with urine in the front. Now he had one last thing to do. Cream just stared at him, with a slight smirk on her face, wondering what was going to happen next. Retro let his back hooves slide forward from his squat.

*SPLOSH*

"Aaaaaaaahhhhhhh" Retro sounded again, as his tongue hung out of his mouth, his head hung, and he had the most content and relieved face in the world. His diaper was so used, that in the freezing house they sat in, you could see steam coming off it from how warm it was currently

Cream was stunned. Of all the years she had been with her husband, she hadn't seen anything so repulsive. That was her fetish though, something so gross and wrong truly turned her on inside, and made her attracted. Maybe there was a wire loose, maybe she was just crazy, but either way this was something she enjoyed. Her diaper wasn't going to be in that condition anytime soon, since her belly seemed to grow use to the fiber from all the times she used it. So Cream didn't have much to do, she couldn't squat down and do the same yet, and she definitely knew that she didn't want to go near Retro. She just gaped her mouth in awe. Retro looked over.

Retro had enough soberness to realize what he had just done. It made him laugh. He just chuckled quietly to himself, before standing up. His diaper held up so well, there was actually no kind of leakage. He thanked himself for spending the extra bit for better protection. Retro would have never done this before, this was the first time he actually embraced it like this. Sure he messed himself before, but never of this caliber. As he stood up, he looked back at his brown, and swelled diaper. The leg guards elastic stayed tight to his legs and flank, keeping everything outside the diaper dry. He glanced up to his wife, "Let's head into our room, you know, I really don't want the kitchen smelling like shit. At least in our room we don't have guests, and we can open a window"

"Although I don't want to sleep with the aroma of your dirty diaper all night, it sounds like a plan" Cream hopped up, trotted pass Retro, and gave his behind a nice slap. It wasn't really a slap though, it was just a loud squish, with no pain to him.

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When they entered the room, they looked up at the ceiling as they laid on their cheap bed and mattress. The room's smell was getting so bad it was almost suffocating, yet one hoof still laid on Retro's diaper, and that was Cream's.  She sighed, lost in thought, while her husband was the same. Every once in awhile, he'd turn and give her a nuzzle, or a kiss on the cheek, sometimes even a rub of her own crotch, but she didn't respond very much to it. Eventually he stopped trying, got bored, and decided to get up and take a shower. Cream simply replied with a okay, and Retro headed off to clean-up the disaster he had made. In the mean time, she decided to spray some air freshener and open a window.

She stopped for a moment, looking out the window at the city. You couldn't see any of the impressive landmarks the city had to offer, or any of the activity that laid deep within it, but for whatever reason it was sill beautiful. It just was. She looked out at the twinkling lights, felt the breeze, smelled pizza, listened to all sorts of chatter, and sounds of carriages running through the night. It was late night in Manehattan, it was nothing like her home in Ponyville. This city never seemed to sleep. Cream's head fell, laying on the sill. A deep sigh, one filled with concern and worry, was made as she watched. She looked down, then up again, and her mood seemed to suddenly take a sharp turn. No longer was it about the soaking wet diaper she was wearing, the way her stomach was grumbling, or how incredibly horny she was, now it was about something totally different.

I don't know how I'm going to tell him. I love him so much, but I feel like he'll be mad. He could leave me, he can be so mad he'll leave me

Again. Cream went into deep thought. Her thoughts were ravaged by the storm of worry that had passed through her eyes earlier. She wouldn't be so worried if Retro himself didn't say it was overrated and stupid. Now she knew he'd be mad either way, especially since she asked and assumed he'd be critical. She assumed, but hoped he wouldn't be.

"I just don't know what to do," Cream said to herself, looking up at the stars

"What do you mean you don't know what do do?" A voice said. Cream turned suddenly and realized Retro was done his shower, and in a fresh diaper. Immediately she blushed and covered up her emotions.

"Oh, uh, nothing! I was just worried you weren't going to be out of the shower in time! I was asking myself what to do so you didn't miss out on my big moment!" Cream rubbed her groaning belly to show him. It cramped very suddenly, which made her cringe. That was new.

"Yeah, I thought you've just been gaining weight," He giggled "But apparently you're just loading up for big messes like these, right?"

"Yeah! Yes, definately," She smiled

"So, what are you waiting for?" Retro said, sitting down with a crinkle of his new diaper, "Let's get this over with. I'll change you, no need for a shower, then we can head right off to bed... and move onto other things" Retro now mimicked Cream's mischievousness. He stood up and approached her with his diaper tenting out from his own excitement. He mounted Cream, and pressed that hard, tented diaper, right against her wet bottom. Although the padding was thick, she felt his hard muscle press right up against her moist parts. Cream reacted in a odd way, but Retro thought nothing of it. She pulled away from him so that she could no longer feel him. Retro hopped off and sighed, it was most likely belly pain that made her act this way.

Cream started to panic. For whatever reason, maybe it was the coffee, or the alcohol, it made her really anxious. She felt she couldn't keep it from him anymore. There was also a mixture of pain from her stomach, that literally forced her to bend down and squat. A large wave of cramps hit, her stomach growled loudly, and a few farts rang out from her padded bottom. She was going through the same motions Retro did

*Guuuurrrrr-ummm-urr*

"Somebody needs to go poopy," Retro giggled

"I know," Cream said as she closed her eyes tightly.

Cream waited as her stomach prepared herself. Now her tail raised, and she farted a few times. She was just so damn worried. She glanced towards the window. This reminded her of how bad the situation is in it's self, instead of how Retro would react. It wasn't about her anymore, it wasn't even about Retro. This was a life changer, it could shatter everything she lived for, and cause so much drama. She held off for so long from telling him, and it just made Cream boil with guilt and anger. She had to- She just had to tell him.

She looked over and Retro had his diaper off. Now she saw him truly excited. His stallionhood was hard and pointing outwards as he approached. Now he mounted her, again, but this time from the front. His throbbing muscle oozed, and stuck in her face. "Maybe this will help?" Retro asked, that smile still on his muzzle.

Cream just couldn't do it anymore. She grunted hard, and nothing came. Her stomach grumbled very loudly, and she had one of the biggest farts ever, but nothing dropped into her diaper. She didn't know if it was a good time, maybe now wasn't the time. Maybe Cream should of just waited longer. Oh, fuck it!

"Maybe it's a good time to tell you I'm pregnant"

Retro paused, immediately he went soft "Wait, what? You're joking"

Cream's stomach gurgled again, and she pushed as hard as she could. She felt like she was giving birth now, even though she wasn't even close to her due date. She didn't want to talk to him. Cream couldn't believe he just said that to him, or how real this situation was. In reality she was being dramatic. This wasn't that big of a deal, but to her she was a emotional wreck. She pinned it on herself, she thought it was her fault. Cream saw having a foal as a bad thing instead of a beautiful one, from all the years her mother cursed having her and all her siblings. "H-Honey... I'm having problems with this one, please rub my belly, or something. I'm like... Constipated"

Retro started to strap his diaper on, his excitement completely gone "What? That's your only concern right now? You think this was a good time? Why didn't you tell me earlier? Is this why you're acting so strange? Is this why you're gaining weight?" he had a tone, one he usually never had, but his confusion and the alcohol in his system made him critical too.

"I-It's not what you t-think" Cream farted again, as her legs shook. She felt movement, like a wall was breaking

Retro just sat for a moment, looking down at the floor. He was completely unreadable. As he stared down, he wasn't angry, just confused. The whole idea didn't register, what registered is that she told him so suddenly, and was hiding it from him. Sure he wondered how he was going to be able to afford this, or how/when she did get his wife this way, but what stuck is that he was sort of lied to. Something was wrong this entire night and Cream didn't tell him. He thought that there was more of a reason that she was hiding it, but he didn't know why. "It is what I think! Why were you hiding this from me? Do you not trust me? ... Don't tell me you cheated"

"I DIDN'T CHEAT! IT'S YOUR BABY RETRO! I trust you! I-I love you so much- i just- I just..."

*Grrr-grrrr-urrrrr-Umppp*

Then the wall broke. Very much like Retro, she messed herself significantly. Who knew what made her constipated, but now it was over, and gave the whole situation a more explosive result. Her diaper shot outwards after another loud fart, as a fresh load of manure plopped into it. It changed shape, now much more lumpy instead of rounded like it was before. It also turned a shade of brown, as the softer of it started to leak in, squishing and squelching, again, very much like Retro. After a few more loud farts, a few more plops adding onto the impossible load, the little mare was done. Her diaper hung down and was loaded to it's capacity.

Cream smacked her flank down and started to cry. She balled her eyes out for the first time in a long time. Retro frowned.

What did he do.

What did SHE do?

Chapter 2

Retro:

She was very sensual. Very Sensual. She was like no other mare I met before. When we talked, I felt like I was talking to another guy. You know, you're open to your close guy friends. I don't know, but mentioning you masturbate in front of another guy friend didn't seem so odd, hell, you would sometimes go into full blown conversations about it! Girls were not the same, they were very private, but Cream wasn't like other girls. She openly told me she did it. We knew each other the whole year, we met in the fall, and our friendship really took off after winter break. That same cold season we got married. I admitted to her I wore diapers then, because I knew she wouldn't care. I did so openly. What a shot in the dark it was that Cream liked them too, of course I didn't admit to liking them, only using them when it was logical. I guess it wasn't too odd though, she totally would just expose herself to me, so it wasn't so odd she did it that day too.

Cream would pull these 'stunts', as I called them. We'd meet in my dorm, talk about stuff, and I'd show her my tracks. She was no whore, surprisingly she was innocent, so innocent that she would give me innuendos and I wouldn't notice they were on purpose. Cream never liked talking dirty, or any other fetishes, she just liked stallion down to the point. Anyway, she'd pull stunts like rub her hoof up against my flank every time she walked by, but in such a light way that sometimes you couldn't tell. When we would wrestle, or be rough in a playful way around friends, her hoof would do the same thing to my crotch. Another thing she did that drove me nuts, is she would literally keep her back legs open all day in front of me, or she'd bend over purposely and totally expose herself. As we got to know each other more, she'd do more, and I'd take advantage, and admit that I pulled a few stunts too. But what happened that day, I didn't expect.

I was listening to a track, wearing a diaper. I did this only sometimes, but it started to become more often when she was around. I stood up at my desk, totally unaware that she laid directly behind me. I sat my ass right on her hoof.

*Squish*

At first I expected her to be disgusted. I pulled my body up slowly. "Oh, uh... Cream.. I'm.. I'm-" and at that moment, as I stood up in my wet diaper that I used all evening, I realized that hoof didn't move, and that she rose with me "What are you doing?".

Cream looked at me, it was the first time something innocent wasn't on her face. I always denied she was sensual in anyway, because she was just so playful and foal-like. But now I knew she was, for sure. It was that mischievous, dirty, little smile of hers that said 'I'm a big girl Retro'. Cream didn't answer, though. When I glanced down at her hoof, she started to massage the shaft of my dick. She... She was so smart. It was such a longshot, but it worked. I wanted this and she knew it.

"I-I see what's going on here. I-I should take the diaper off"

"No you shouldn't," she whispered

"W-Why?"

"I like them..."

-and so came a long night. We became more open, discussed our fetish, and admitted similar feeling to each other. After Cream started massaging my dick, I rubbed her ass. It was a fair trade. That day on, we knew we were opposites, but similar in the fact we both liked diapers. I'd let her wear mine in the dorm after that, and use them too, even though they were a bit too big. I taught her it was okay, but today I wonder if I regret it. Do I regret dwelling on the only thing that drew us together, something so repulsive, as well as wrong?

==========

Retro just sat there for a minute as Cream cried. He just had to stop himself from using such a tone and being angry. Cream, that happy little unicorn that everypony loved, was in tears. She covered her face with her hooves, and she was really crying. She sniffled, sobbed, and soaked her face. Retro put his hooves in her shoes for a minute, thinking of what she was going through. It was obvious Cream was dealing with the reality that she had to truly grow up now, because she needed to grow a little pony herself! She had to go through 9 unpleasant months of the unknown, then go to terrible pain to bring a little foal into the world that she would so suddenly have to be responsible for. Cream would most likely have to quit her job to care for the baby, and become a full-time house wife under a year of being married. Being the mare she was, that was traumatizing for her, and she was probably absolutely clueless about what was happening to her.

He wrapped a hoof around her and made her stand up. Cream was quite wobbly on her hooves, and was still slightly crying, but she got up with some help. Retro made her lay down on the bed, and exited the room real quick to get some changing supplies. When he returned, he looked down at her bulging diaper. He almost gagged at the smell, but he knew that now wasn't the time. The diaper didn't even have a stitch of white on it anymore, making it obvious this was going to be one hell of a clean-up, but he got to work anyhow. Retro untaped her diaper and started the process of cleaning her up.

"Y-You're not mad?" Cream sniffled

"Not at all Cream, it takes two to tango. This isn't all your fault, realize that we took this risk everytime we made love"

Cream blinked. She put her ears down, and down at Retro cleaning her, "B-But how? We didn't take a risk... we used protection every time"

"But it doesn't always work, baby," Retro sighed "We wanted it to feel the best way, so we took off the condoms. You can hardly call those pills protection, they are still being developed. They can fail"

Cream sniffled, then looked up at the ceiling. The world of chaos that was going on in her mind right now. Retro really thoughy she cheated, she thought he knew how much she loved him that she'd never do that. Also, she couldn't get over the fact that she would have to give birth, or be fat, or have mood swings. Those typical pregnancy things haunted her, mostly because she wasn't really sure how it truly worked. Somehow she was still horny, she wanted Retro to just go a round with her right now, especially while he was wiping her crotch. However, she thought that having sex could hurt the baby, so that wasn't such a good idea. Months? Without sex or any pleasure? It made her head spin.

Retro looked at her again, watching her eyes search for answers in the ceiling. He chuckled, just slightly, before frowning at the reality of things, "I know it's a lot to think about... You just have to be really careful now. I am super worried about the baby, we should both be. It may already be too late. If you drank alcohol... The foal could be permanently damaged"

"I didn't drink it! I didn't! I swear! I knew that Retro, I care, I promise. Please don't think I don't because I didn't tell you" Cream blurted out suddenly. Retro smiled, replying very calmly like with everything he was doing right now. He wanted to be wise and mature.

"I knew you didn't-" he said as he pulled another wipe out of the container "-I know how smart you are, baby, and how loving, caring, and careful you are too. I knew you would research the do's and don't's, because that's what you do when you're scared. You look for answers, just like the rest of us. I'm here to tell you that you're going to be okay, but covering things up and lying to make things seem a different way, doesn't help"

Cream bit her hoof in concern, biting the edge of it as she looked for comfort too. Retro went back to work, now lifting her legs and pulling the old diaper out from under her. He slid a new a new diaper underneath her and started to apply some cream and powder so she was comfortable. During this, she continued to look up at the ceiling, and for whatever reason she started to tear up again. Retro looked up, noticing his wife was getting upset yet again. He let out a deep sigh, not exactly knowing how she was feeling, or how to handle the situation. He just stopped what he was doing, and decided to take a walk around the room. Retro threw out the dirty diaper, shut the window due to some rain coming, and picked up a few things around the room while Cream still sat there with her diaper open. He headed back over, but instead of finishing, he just laid next to her.

"Look..." He said in a confident and comforting voice, smiling at her as he turned over. Retro gave her a nuzzle and continued, "You have known me long enough to know I am a very quiet pony. I mean, around you I can have a good time, and also when you give me a shot of alcohol, but I've always been quiet. It was because of you that I became open, and now I have a beautiful wife, in what I truly think is a beautiful apartment. You can handle a kid, we can handle a kid. Isn't this all just part of the plan?"

Cream sniffled, not exactly understanding what he meant. She slightly nodded, but it didn't seem very sure.

"It is a part of a plan," Retro continued "We were friends, we were partners, we fiance's, and now we're husband and wife. If Celestia says it's time for us to be parents, then it's time to be parents. Sure we didn't plan it, but hey, it was the next step on the ladder anyway. I love you more then anything, and I am sure you love me, so what's the big deal?" He chuckled "We'll have a baby. So what? It can't be that hard"

Cream sniffled "-T-The sex"

"What?" Retro asked

"W-We can't have sex anymore"

Retro rolled his eyes "You can have sex while your pregnant, Cream"

"I-It's not that, it's just... With a new baby in the house... we'll never get alone time to do that anymore. We won't be able to wear diapers either, it'll be too expensive. It will all be too expensive. W-We don't have enough bits to buy all the things a n-new foal needs. I-I can't work if I have a baby to take care of, and then you'll have to work extra hard for a raise. W-We won't see each other anymore... a-and we can't go anywhere with our friends. W-We... We... we can't do anything" Cream sniffled again as tears ran down her face.

Retro hopped up and decided it was a good time to close her diaper up. He had the powder and cream out so she'd be extra comfortable. He had applied some cream to her butt, but now he just needed to cover some other regions. He ran his hoof gently around her bottom, slowly leading to her marehood. He circled it with the cream, then slowly went over top of it, letting his hoof get right in-between the warm lips. Then he let it run over her clit, which made her shiver. He looked up and smiled at her, but noticed Cream was giving him a really dirty look. Retro sighed, and put some powder over her, leading to him to just finally taping the diaper up and closing it for the night. Again, his diaper was tenting out since he was hard, but he knew this was a bad time.

As he got up, he looked at her belly. So soft and cute, with nearly no fat. Now when he looked at it, it just looked a bit on the bloated side. He knew his wife well, small changes like that were more noticeable to him than to anypony else. Retro looked up at her, "Well, Cream, you have to look at the positive side of things then the negative. You know. I am pretty tired tonight, and I want to go to sleep. I was hoping we could have fun, but I'm getting a hint you don't want to do that. We'll talk about this in the morning"

Cream sighed, still laying on her back, "N-no, this ruined the mood. I don't even think I want to wear diapers tonight. I don't know why you put me in one"

Retro rolled his eyes, "Because you fed us a ton of fiber, and my stomach is still upset. I actually like how clean our bed is, I would rather it not smell like manure". He hopped on the bed as Cream still laid on it, she now made a angered face instead of a upset one. Retro stood exactly over her as she still laid on her back. He lowered himself over her, pressing his tented diaper into hers. "Are you sure?" He asked again "I was looking forward to it"

"You're never this horny, that's why I can tell your drunk. Now go to bed. I'm... I'm just not in the mood"

"Fine..." Retro said with a groan. He pulled the covers down and went into his side of the bed. The stallion let out a deep sigh, soon feeling Cream shift and join in the bed with him.

The sounds outside actually were calming, as a new sound replaced all the bustle. Rain poured down over the city that cold spring night. Retro listened to it over the crinkling of Cream's diaper every time she moved. You could hear carriage wheels rolling through the wet streets, and the falling of the rain on the metal roof above them. It changed, sometimes coming down like cats and dogs, others it just drizzling. Retro just listened, lost in thought about all sorts of things. He slowly drifted to sleep and that was the end of what was very fun, but subtle evening.

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Retro slept like a baby. He was in need of a good sleep, and this seemed to be the one right here. Sadly he couldn't cuddle with Cream because of the mood she was in, but he was too tired to care. As he slept well, it wasn't the same for Cream. She was still awake, listening to the rain. She was lost in thought about the whole situation too, and also her belly was still a bit upset. Cream tossed and turned, hoping to get her husband's attention without intentionally waking him up. As she tried to do that, a loud crack of thunder came from outside. Cream jumped at it. She was a grown mare, and she was still terrified of lightning. She wrapped herself around Retro and whimpered, as her belly grumbled and her diaper crinkled.

Retro moaned, starting to wake up when Cream grabbed onto him so suddenly in the middle of the night, "W-what... what.... What's g-going on?"

"I'm scared," Cream whispered

He groaned and pulled the cover over himself "I.... I told you we would talk about it in the.. the morning... please let me sleep"

Cream pressed her head up against him "It's the-"

*CRACK*

Cream squealed as the lightning strike shook the whole apartment, now gripping Retro tightly. He gently took her hooves and made he loosen her grip around him. He turned, now fully awake from that sudden crack of lightning, and he looked at Cream. She didn't look very good, and he heard her stomach grumble. "W-Why do I have a feeling this isn't the only reason you're awake..." Retro asked

"... Well... It...." She paused "No... I also think you're mad at me"

Retro moaned, reaching his hoof around the bed, trying to find something specific. He found her leg, nope, then her forehoof, not that either, and then his own hoof. How did that get there? Cream looked at him funny, wondering what he was looking for in his sleepy state, eventually he reached her thigh and pulled her in closer. When he did her stomach grumbled again, and she felt her hips twitch with it. Now he put a hoof on her inner leg.

"D-Do you need another change?" He reached around and put a hoof on her diaper. It was warm, with piss, but he knew these diapers could hold a couple nightly wettings. He was looking for a messy diaper, and when he reach around the back he felt nothing. Retro sighed and turned back around. "You can s-snuggle with me, I promise the lightning won't get you... Just wake me up if you need a change okay? W-we have a lot going on... we don't need a nasty rash on top of it"

He then started to drift off again, but for some reason he couldn't fully fall asleep. He had a feeling someone was watching him. It was Cream. She was staring at the back of his head, shifting constantly for his attention. Her diaper crinkled and squished as she moved, eventually just spooning him, and pressing the wet padding against his back. Retro was totally done with diaper games tonight, again, he grunted, and pulled away from her, but she just moved closer. Eventually he turned again and just asked what was the matter.

"What? W-What is it? You obviously want something"

"I said I couldn't sleep because I still think you're mad," Cream said as she played with her hooves.

"Mad for what? Cream, I said we'll talk about it in the morning!" He put the cover over his head again. Now Retro was getting a little annoyed. He laid his head in his pillow, took a deep breath in, and tried to fall back asleep. He didn't want a answer, but he got on anyway.

"Mad for not having sex with you tonight... you obviously wanted it-" She wrapped a hoof around and grabbed at his crotch. He seemed to be a little damp too. She kept squeezing the wet padding, with Retro's dick in the middle of it. Sure it was flaccid, but his inner stallion made him hard soon. Even though Retro wanted no part of this.

Retro looked at the alarm clock as he pulled his blanket down "It's 3 in the fucking morning"

"Yeah, and?"

"And... It's late? If you wanted to have sex you should of asked before I diapered you up for the night" Retro grumbled.

"Well I want to do it, because it will be fun, and we have all day tomorrow to sleep if you're tired, you big baby" Cream started pulling on the tapes of his diaper, taking her hoof away from his wet crotch. While she was doing this, she noticed a familiar sound. Her hoof moved back to the padding to feel it filling up and hissing. She gasped "Hey, you're peeing!"

Retro mimicked her voice "Yeah, and?"

"Oh your definitely doing it now, now I know you're awake you big jerk" Cream said as she undid the tapes on the front of his diaper. Retro sighed as his stallionhood was unleashed. He turned himself again, pressing his dick into her belly as he went after her straps. Cream stuck her tongue out in amusement of her winning this argument. He complained under his breath as he eventually got it off. Cream turned herself over onto her belly and moved up the mattress as Retro moved behind her. "Now come on, let's do it, real fast"

"I can't believe we're really doing this so late. Okay. Just don't shit yourself in the middle of this"

"I won't~" Cream responded playfully.

Retro let out a really long yawn, and sat his butt back. He rubbed his eyes "D-do we really have to do this. Cream, I'm tired"

"You can sleep all day! Now come on! Just real quick!"

"The question is why you are so-" Retro started

"Just shut up and do it!" Cream yelled, cutting him off.

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Retro went in slowly, despite how tired he was, and hungover. He was in that state between the two. No longer was he drunk, now he was in the world of pain that was between that and the next step. For whatever reason, Cream wanted to have sex. Maybe she was so excited that she could make love while pregnant that she didn't want to hesitate? Most likely not, this was actually typical Cream. In and out, his shaft went, making Cream make a series of moans and whimpers of pleasure, along with the sound of her belly grumbling. Retro was kinda worried, he wanted to get her diaper back on, but he actually was enjoying it too. He never really made any noises, other then heavy breathing, but now he was going all out. No longer did he need to pull out, he could just let himself go now that the damage was already done. So during this whole ordeal, he made a few groans and grunts, although he was a bit worried about his belly too.

Cream wanted more though, as Retro went in from the back, she started to move her hips to make it faster then it already was. She wanted to hit orgasm too, because she also understood she could now. Though, she did feel it was kinda weird. Now she was going to think back to being pregnant with this baby, something that's supposed to be 'beautiful', and remember Retro fucking the shit out of her because there were no limits. Odd. Anyway, she was having way too much fun at 3 in the morning to give a damn. Though her stomach grumbled, she was too busy to care. Her wet diaper was under her, she could strap it back up real quick if she wanted.

Eventually they both came to a conclusion. Since Retro was building up to this night, it had been almost a week and a half since he did let go. Retro watched as his shaft went, being rubbed and slapped against his wife's crotch. Watching her moist lips sliding against him as he went in and out, just made him nuts. He had quite a load to shoot on into her when it came, and she surely felt it as she reached her limits too. Cream's hips shook as she obtained one of the best orgasms she had felt since the night they were wed. That was only 2 weeks ago, but for her it felt like years!

"T-There," Retro said as he exited his trance, "You happy now? N-Now we look like two idiots, fucking at 3 in the morning when we're supposed to be sleeping"

Cream turned around and sat her pussy on the diaper. A mix of her juices, as well as his, leaked out of her and were absorbed into the diaper. She let his stallionhood slide into her mouth as she sucked off the excess, then smacked her head down on the bed as she giggled. "That was awesome though"

"Well you handle alcohol better then me... I have a upset stomach and a headache, the last thing I wanted to do was fuck"

"Oh, you big baby," Cream said as she extended a hoof and rubbed his parts. They slowly got soft, but her touch seemed to make it go straight back up. She decided enough was enough, and she got up. Turning herself around, Cream got up and decided to get two new diapers. She felt it was a waste, but it was the least she could do for her husband. She came back with them and motioned Retro to lay down, "Even though some... things... happened tonight with some big news, I'm still going to keep to my promise and treat you. I thought you'd like the sex, but I guess I was wrong. Now that I know that, we'll take it nice and slow. You'll get a fresh diaper, you'll take some medicine,  and we'll cuddle... It'll be a nice rest. Then when wake up, I'll make you a nice big cup of coffee while we talk about... this... over some breakfast. Sound good, love muffin?"

Retro smiled as he laid down on his back. He sighed, but accepted, "It's a deal then, baby"

Cream grinned back at her husband and went back to the dresser in their room. That was where their stash was, right on top, and it'd be hidden when company came. On top was some nicely folded disposable diapers, half in pink for her size, and the other in blue for Retro, as well as some changing supplies. She grabbed the wipes and powder, and headed back to her husband. Since he wasn't in a really dirty diaper, actually he wasn't in one at all currently, she really didn't have much to do. Cream wiped his dick off because reasons, then proceeded to wipe around his ass to make sure it was perfectly clean. Once that was done, she slid a new diaper under him, applied some powder, then some cream, and taped him up. No sensual stuff this time, because that's not what he wanted.

Retro was half asleep as Cream changed him, but when he noticed her struggling to change herself, he decided to step in and help. Ordering his wife to lay down, he started to do the same things she did. He grabbed a diaper, some powder and some cream, and then wiped he plot to make sure she was extra clean and comfortable, but he saved her marehood for last. When he came to that, he couldn't help but to smack his muzzle down and eat her out for a slight minute. Cream groaned with pleasure, because like the energizer bunny she could just go and go, but he was done quick. The diaper was taped up.

"Thank you," Cream said with a smile. In return, she headed to the bathroom and returned with two pills and a glass of water. Retro took them, one for his belly, and the other for his headache, and crawled right back into bed. Cream did the same after she rolled up the old diapers and threw them away. The mare also decided it was a good idea to replace the cover. After returning, she got back in bed too. Finally the two could fall back to sleep until tomorrow.

Retro drifted back into dreamland. His head playing a gentle melody of one of his tracks at the studio, then another. The stallion smiled as he shifted to wrap a hoof around Cream, also to get a feel for his diaper, and to feel how fresh he was. Now the room was completely quiet. Other then a few carriages, a light patter of rain, and-

*Grumble*

-and Cream's belly since she didn't take any medicine. Retro's eye's shot open "Crrreeeaaamm, go take a pill so I don't have to hear-"

*Gurrr-Urrr-Ump..... Frrrp*

Retro groaned loudly and smacked his hoof down as Cream filled up her diaper, for the second time tonight. She farted loudly a few time before a series of plops, squishes, and gurgles, signaled that, very much like a foal, she was unwillingly wasting another diaper. His hoof reached around to squish into her backside, just in time to feel the diaper expand the rest of the way out when she finished, and also to feel her start to pee too. Retro threw down the blanket and fiddled to turn on the lamp just to see if this actually happened. It indeed did, as he looked at the diaper that just white a second ago, turn to a yellowish, lumpy brown.

"Sorry...." Cream squeaked innocently

Retro sighed deeply "Just let me change you"

Cream obeyed, and after what was one of the longest diaper changes ever, they then FINALLY went to bed. They were officially asleep now. Good-Night! Who knew what tomorrow held for them.