Zecora walked back from the Spa to her hut in the Everfree Forest. She had just mixed up an herbal bath to heal six ponies that had touched a blue flower called "Poison Joke". Those six ponies had accused her of being an evil enchantress and a pony-eater. The pink one even made a song about her. But now, they all had second thoughts about her, as well as all the other ponies of Ponyville.
Once Zecora had gotten back to her hut, she closed and locked the door, and slid her back against the door until she was in a sitting position, letting out a loud sigh afterwards.
"A pain in my hooves and also in my snout", she said to herself, "Why do ponies always wear me out?" She stood up and stretched her hind legs, feeling a small pressure in her bladder. She needed to go, but decided she could hold it for a little while. "Well, at least those ponies finally understood, I have no intention of invading their neighborhood. Now that I have healed them well, I finally have free time, and every minute will be swell". She took off her cloak and sighed as the fresh A.C. of her hut brushed through her coat.
After hanging her cloak up on a hook on the wall, she sat down on her bed and bounced up and down lightly, hugging her pillow as if it were a teddy bear. If there was anything Zecora loved, it was free time. She barely got any of it, because she had so many brews to mix up and serve. Zecora ate up every second of her free time, but now, she was gonna try something different.
"Spare time is so much better than mixing a brew", Zecora said, "But now, I am going to try something new". Zecora went over to her saddlebag she uses to carry her ingredients for her brews. She had previously stopped at a store before heading back to her hut, and everypony thought she was just picking up some more things for her brews, but this was a whole lot different. She had stopped at a store... for foals... adult foals. She reached into her saddlebag and pulled out a gray, disposable diaper, extra thick. Zecora smiled with anticipation as she rubbed the garment on her cheek.
"Extra soft and extra thick", she mumbled to herself, "I'll be wearing this very quick". She stopped rubbing and inserted her hoof into the inside of the diaper, feeling the soft cotton and absorbent material. "You can bet I'll be wearing more than one. Why do foals get to have all the fun?" She then rubbed the diaper against her marehood, sighing loudly. "All right, time for the fun, in more ways than one".
Nothing more needed to be said. Zecora grabbed the diaper and her saddlebag and trotted back over to her bed. She wanted to just slide the diaper on, but she needed to do something first. She placed the diaper on her bed and flattened it out on it's front, exposing the soft inside. Reaching into her saddlebag again, she pulled out a bottle of foal powder, and sprinkled a very large amount on the padding. The sweet smell reached Zecora's muzzle, and made her even more anticipated. She hopped onto her bed and pulled the front of the diaper over her marehood and taped it up. Zecora felt so snug in that diaper, and the extra powder felt cool and comfortable around her marehood. But as snug as it was, there was still something missing.
Knowing what it was, Zecora reached into her saddlebag again and pulled out a pair of grey and black flannel pajamas that almost matched the pattern of her coat, with a flap in the bottom for diaper changes. She smiled and slid them on, feeling the soft flannel all over herself. The pajamas completely covered her body from her neck down, even her hooves. Zecora felt like she was walking on a puffy cloud while wrapped in a large towel straight from the dryer. However, they were a size too small on her, but that's what she wanted, so the diaper could firmly press against her. Zecora looked at herself in her mirror. One look and she loved it.
"If a word were to come from my soul", Zecora said, "That word would be... adorable". Zecora sat back down on her bed, feeling like some more bouncing and hugging. However, a pillow wasn't good enough at that point. What kind of foal wants to play with a pillow? And plus, pillows are dangerous to foals. They could suffocate. Zecora wanted something better than a pillow. She reached behind the pillow and pulled out a 12" plushie that looked exactly like her. It had been a present from her deceased brother, Dolo, and she never forgot about it, no matter where she stored it. "A plush that looks like me. That really makes me fill with glee. I will never, ever let this go, and thank you... thank you so much, Dolo". Zecora hugged the plushie and bounced on her bed some more. Zecora noticed some of the powder escaping the flap of the pajamas and spilling onto her giraffe-like blanket, but it didn't bother her much, as long as there was still enough powder to keep her fresh.
She bouncing for a while, humming a tune to herself and cuddling her plushie, when the sound of a small growl came from her stomach. She smiled and set the plushie down on the bed. She went back into her saddlebag and pulled out two chocolate pudding-cups, a pack of baby-formula, a small, red plastic spoon, and a foal bottle.
"It was fun to bounce and hum", Zecora said, "But now, it is time for num-nums". She filled up her cauldron with warm water and mixed the formula into it. Then, she used her ladle to fill the bottle, put the cap on it, and shook it up a little. Then, going back into her saddlebag again, she pulled out a grey bib and tried it around her neck, and started spoon-feed herself the pudding. It was a little disappointing that she had to feed herself, but it was the best she could do. At least she could eat with a plastic spoon.
After finishing the pudding and purposely wasting a little on the bib and on her face, she laid on her bed and suckled from her bottle. Zecora had never had formula, not even as a baby. She was nursed for the first two years of her life, because her parents didn't trust formula. And plus, formula was hard to get in Zecora's previous home, so she was just given breast-milk. But now, Zecora was having her first taste of baby formula, and she was loving it. Zecora hummed a small tune to herself between suckles, allowing her stomach to slowly fill up with the tasty formula.
Zecora finished the bottle and felt fuller than she ever has. However, the suckling felt great, and Zecora kept suckling on the bottle, not caring it was empty. Soon, she got tired of suckling a bottle full of air, so she reached into her saddlebag and pulled out a substitute: a big, grey pacifier, with a butterfly-shaped guard, and her cutie mark on the back. She smiled and popped the pacifier into her mouth. The pacifier fit perfectly, and she happily suckled. Zecora had no care at all at that point. She was getting free time and she got to act like a foal.
"Talk about win-win", Zecora mumbled behind her pacifier, "All this fun is making me want to grin". Zecora laid down on her bed again and smiled as she continued to suckle her pacifier... until the previous pressure in her bladder started to grow. The formula had started to reach the end of its journey, and now, her bladder was ordering her to go. Zecora smiled with anticipation. "Wearing the nappy is fun, yes. But, I wonder how it would feel if it were wet". Zecora didn't get up. She just spread her hind legs and waited for it. She didn't push, she just waited.
Soon, Zecora felt herself start to go. Her bladder obeyed her and emptied into her diaper. The warm urine quickly spread from the front to the back as Zecora kept going. She let out a loud sigh and pushed a little, increasing the flow and force of her stream. Zecora reveled at the loud hissing noise she could easily hear. She began to suckle the pacifier a little harder and let herself finish. After about another minute, she finally finished. Her diaper was completely soaked and bulged out a little in the front. Zecora stood up and giggled as her diaper bulged and sagged a little from her body.
"This wet nappy feels so great", Zecora mumbled behind her pacifier, "I'm having so much fun at this rate. I love this wet nappy, yes I do, but I now wonder how it feels filled with..." Her sentence was cut off when the sound of a loud fart came from the back of her pajamas, practically finishing her sentence. Zecora squealed with happiness a bit and started prancing around her cauldron, highly excited about what she was going to do next. Once she pulled herself together, she stood in the middle of the floor, ready for it. She spread her hind legs as far as she could and raised her tail until it was hovering over her back, exposing the back of her pajamas. Zecora wanted the full experience of messing, so she took the pajamas off, and set them on her bed. Zecora was wearing nothing but her wet diaper and her tail was raised high up. She was ready.
Zecora took a deep breath and started to grunt. She felt something start to move inside her and travel downward. Zecora's bladder started to release some more as she concentrated on messing her diaper. As hard as Zecora pushed, nothing moved. Her anus didn't even open. Luckily, she had a solution for that. She grabbed the foal bottle and replaced the cap she previously suckled from with a spare one she bought. Then, she filled it up with water.
"If I can't poo by myself", she said, smiling at the completely-full foal bottle, "I must need a little bit of help". Zecora rubbed the amber nipple of the bottle with a few alcohol pads, then pulled her wet diaper down until it hit the floor with a loud plop. She positioned the bottle against her anus and pushed the amber nipple into her anus until it couldn't go any further. Then, she squeezed, filling her own anus with water. She was giving herself an enema, and she strangely liked it. Zecora kept filling herself until the bottle was empty and set the bottle back down on her bed to prevent wanting to use it again. Zecora noticed her stomach a little bulged, but didn't mind, because she finally felt the need to go, and she wasn't about to let is pass.
Zecora quickly pulled her diaper back up, spread her legs, and raised her tail. She gave a big push, and soon, it started. Her anus slowly opened and a large, brown log of zebra manure fell in the back of her wet diaper. Zecora couldn't help but sigh. The large turd felt so good in the back as it firmly pressed against her flank and the bottom of the diaper. Zecora felt more waste stored up back there, so she kept going, filling her diaper with log after log of zebra manure. Zecora grunted, giggled, and sighed as she kept going. After about two minutes, she finally finished and her anus finally went back to its normal puckered state. Zecora sighed as she sat down, squishing the poop in her diaper against her flank. Zecora loved the feeling of the warm, squished excrement spread around her butt. A very strong and pungent smell reached Zecora's nose. Not only could she smell it, she could see it as a green smoke. But, it didn't bother her at all. In fact, she loved the smell. Zecora giggled and started bouncing on the floor like a little foal, loving the wet and messy diaper she was wearing. Nothing could separate her from the good time she was having... except the sound of her front door opening.
"Zecora?", a light mare's voice called out. Zecora's eyes shrank to the size of needles as she saw a butter-yellow Pegasus with a pink mane staring directly at her in her wet and messy diaper with a very surprised look.
"Oh my!", Zecora said, knowing she was busted, "It's Fluttershy!"
