Spike the dragon, assistant of Princess Twilight Sparkle, is bored. He starts poking around the unfamiliar castle that was their new home, when he finds something. A room that caters to your every whim. He was having the dullest day imaginable with no work to accomplish and no one or nothing to play with. The room was more than happy to oblige… to anypony.

Warning: This story contains aspects of mind control, diapers and ageplay. If these themes do not agree with you, then do not read. Or do. I'm a series of words, not a cop. This story contains no sex of any kind.

Proofreader: Wayward Pony