Odd Daycare

Hello, Lizzie again. Last time I told you about discovering who had a crush on me. Evelyn was right, finding out who it was on my own instead of her telling me was fun. It was like a wrapped birthday present. I never expected it to be Peach. I hoped it was, but it was still a surprise. Since the day of discovery, each minute felt like an hour as I counted down to the weekend when I would go over to her house for a sleepover. Sleeping was not what I was planning, but what would come before. I had sat in class, my legs crossed tight, squeezing my winking clit that longed for Peach’s touch.
I thought Friday would never come, but finally it did. I had a dentist’s appointment, so I didn’t go to daycare today. It seemed to take forever, but I was finally on my way to Peach’s. I trembled and my legs wobbled as we touched down from flying there. It wasn’t too far from where Evelyn lived, but wasn’t quite as nice either. But they weren’t bad. Mom walked me to the door as I carried my overnight bag in hoof. Once she knocked, ten seconds passed like an eternity until I heard someone approaching. Peach’s mom opened the door with glowing eyes and a bright toothy smile.
“Herro!” She said. “Come in!”
“Hello Marie,” mom said as we walked in. I stood nervously as a statue as our moms were chatting.
“Where’s Peach?” I asked after a While.
“She here!” Replied Peach’s mom. “Peach! Come here! Play with your friend!”
Soon Peach appeared from a small hallway that led to the bedrooms in the apartment. She smiled wide, but bashful, and then hid behind her mom. “Peach! What you do? Say hi to Lizzie,” her mom coaxed. Peach peeked around her mother and gave a playful but shy grin, before jerking her had back and hiding again. “Don’t be so shy Peach!
“Marie, it must be hard for a Filly her age to move half way round the world to settle down.” My mom said sympathetically.
“It hard yes.” Marie agreed, “But she can talk.” She forced her shy daughter from her hiding spot. “Why you no take bag to room?” Her mom insisted.
Soon Peach emerged from behind her mother and presented herself blushing. She looked beautiful. Her fur looked so shiny and soft. The throbbing in my legs was getting worse. “Hi Lizzie,” She said softly, yet clearly.
“Hi Peach,” I said, getting a little agitated. I tried to act like her bashfulness didn’t bother me. “Trust me, I do not bite and I certainly don’t have rabies.
Peach again grinned nervously. “I know,” she said very softly.
“I do tickle!” I reached out for her ribs. She shrieked and giggled. “Show me your room,” I coaxed.
Peach too me to her room and was quiet. She was constantly staring at me with her cute eyes and smiling the whole time. When she sat sown on her bed and finally got out of her dress, she opened her legs to reveal a diaper. I was surprised, as Evelyn hadn’t considered her a full timer.
She showed me all the stuff she had. A lot of her toys seemed second hand. I didn’t mind. Her mom must have worked hard to provide for her. After a while, her mom took us to the apartment playground. I tried to get Peach to relax by giving her a back rub. I could tell she enjoyed it, but wasn’t much for conversation. Eventually we returned to the house and watched some TV. Her mom made us a snack and told us it was time for bed.
Once we retired to Peach’s room, her mom came in moments later with two diapers in hand. “Okay girls, I no want wet bed in morning, so I put diapers on in case. She sat the diapers on top of Peaches dresser, which I could tell was second hand. On cue, Peach stood up, reached for her paci and put it in her mouth.
“Ready mommy.” She said softly with her mouth full as her mom sat on the bed.
Her mom patted her thighs. “You fillies ready for spankings?”
“Spankings?” I asked alarmed.
“Oh, yeah.” Peach’s mom periled as she took her daughter by a hoof. “Peach get spanking before bed. Help her sleep.”
“But we didn’t act up. “I said more alarmed.
“I know! You and Peach play nice. I no use paddle, only hoof.” her mom said smiling “Peach go first then you.” She said as Peach was pulled over her legs. I gasped as her mother’s hooved undid the tapes on her diaper and it fell to the floor. Seeing Peach’s bare bottom made my body jolt, and I could feel my clit wink and my fillyhood moisten. It only got worse, when Peach’s mom took a tube of diaper crème and squirted a small amount onto her hoof. Using one hood she parted Peach’s plot and began to rub around her back door.
Peach gasped, her eyes closing tightly and her mouth falling open in an ‘O’ causing her paci to fall out of her mouth.
“Oooooh,” moaned Peach as she tightened her plot around her mother’s hoof. She seemed as if this were routine.
“You be good filly for Mommy?” her mom asked while applying the crème.
“y…y…yes, Mommy,” Peach mumbles as she gasped.
“Hold still for spanking then.”
Peach opened her eyes ant tried to look back. “Aaaah that tickles,” she said.
A few seconds later, her mom withdrew her finger and squeezed her plot. Without warning, she began to slap away on her jiggling plot. Peach began to squirm about under the slapping of her mother’s hoof, moaning and grunting. Those slaps landed quickly and with the sound of a machine gun. The spanking must have lasted 30 seconds, but I swear she took 100 swats. Her plot had two pink splotches on her plot where her mother’s hoof had struck true. “You be good girl?” her mom asked.
y…y..yes mommy” Peach stammered. Her mom swatted her plot again. “Oooh! gasped Peach.
“I hope so,” her mom said swatting her daughters plot as if it was her property.
“Aaaaaaaaah!!!!” Grunted Peach. “Use the paddle, Mommy!!” She cried as her feet kicked.
“If you think it help,” her mom said.
I stared at her in shock! Was she crazy? “Peach! The paddle hurts worse,” I said in disbelief.
“So?” Peach replied looking at me. “I want it to hurt more.”
I was never more confused. I recalled the big fuss she made over the spanking at daycare where she cried something nasty over the wimpy spanking from Hazel. Peach’s mom reached for the paddle on the wall behind the bed. She placed it across Peach’s plot and gave a few testing taps before striking it with a ‘POP!’
“Ooooh!” Peach cried as her legs bucked. Her mom paused only a second before spanking again. Her whole body jerked with each smack of the paddle. Peach would gasp in pain, but somehow seemed to enjoy it.
After a few more swats with the paddle, her mom helped her up. She turned about and presented her red bottom to me as if to show me what I was going to get. Peaches mom kissed and hugged her daughter. “That my good little filly,” Peach’s mom said with a smile as her hooves squeezed her daughter’s red plot. “Now Lizzie’s turn!”
I shook in fear, knowing my fate was sealed. I never expected this to be part of the sleepover, but mom had said that while in their home I would obey Peach’s mom and obey her rules. I was too shy to present myself to her. She took me by the hoof, pulling me close. I groaned in protest, but stood still.
“C’mon” her mom said as she pulled me over her lap. I was in a helpless position, my plot high and in the line of fire. As I awaited the slaps, I felt cold crème on my plothole. The sensation did nothing to calm my winking clit that was pressed into her legs. I gasped as I felt her hoof tickle and massage me from within for a bit.
“OH! OOOOH!!” I gasped squirming about and grinding my winking clit into her leg.
“You been good so get little tickle,” her mom said.
“Yes!” I gasped as her hoof rubbed deep. “Please don’t use the paddle!” I begged.
“Paddle no kill you.” Her mom said with a chuckle. My fate was sealed.
After a few moments, I felt her hoof pull out. After a few squeezes on my plot, there was a sting from her slapping hoof. It wasn’t hard, but is had a sting that grew hotter. After thirty seconds, I felt as if I would cry, but the spanking stopped and once again, I felt her hand rub my hot plot. “Okay, very good Lizzie,” she said. “Now just few with paddle then okay.”
I tensed up as I felt the wood rest against my plot. I felt a few rubs with the paddle, followed by a few taps. Then came a hard ‘smack!’ Seconds later, I felt a burning sting soaked in. “Ooooow!!!” I cried as my legs kicked.
“C’mon Lizzie you can take few more,” her mom coaxed before I felt another smack.
“Owww! Owwww!!!” I cried as I felt my eyes tear up. “That paddle hurts on my plot, I whimpered.
“Just two more and sleep good,” her mom assured as she gave my plot a good rub. Once again, there was a hot smack on my bottom. I could feel tears leaking as I was on the verge of sobbing. She rubbed my plot for a few moments.
As soon as she helped me up, I received a brief hug. “Oh Lizzie, you pretty and sweet filly. I love you” she said in her heavy dialect. When I looked at Peach, she had a glossy zombie-like stare with her hoof on her crotch. She must have gotten very horny watching me get spanked by her mom.
Her mom stood up and grabbed the diapers from the dresser. “Get on bed, you get fresh diaper.” Peach and I lay side by side, our Fillyhoods vulnerable. I tried not to breath too heavy when her mom grabbed my hooves and held my legs high in the air. I blushed over this being her first time seeing me. I closed my eyes and soon felt a tickle of Foal powder landing on my crotch. I grit my teeth behind my lips, because I knew she would see my wetness. She just put the diaper on me and lowered my legs. “Good girl Lizzie. All ready for bed after good spank and clean diaper.”
“Y…yes” I stammered
I turned to look at Peach who seemed used to the ritual of being diapered for bed. She held her legs high as her mother sprinkled powder on before diapering her. Peach closed her eyes, breathing slow and relaxed. “Hmmm,” her mom mumbled as she realized her little filly was wet with a winking clit. I could tell what she saw by the look on her face, but she sprinkled on the powder as Peach gasped, and then taped the diaper in place. “Fillies, now you ready. No loud noise, get good rest.” With that, Peach’s mom turned on the nightlight and off the main light.
I settled down on the floor, Peach creating a makeshift bed next to me, all the while sucking her paci. She snuggled close to me and I felt a rush go through my body. I couldn’t help but giggle. “Oh Peach! Sleeping next to each other is nice.” I said quietly. “Why did you want the paddle? My plot is still so sore.”
“Mine too,” She replied
“But why? You fussed so much when Hazel spanked you at daycare.”
“I didn’t want them to know my secret.” she said while blushing.
“Secret?”
“Yes, I like getting spanked. Feels good,” she confided “Please don’t tell.”
“Okay, I will never tell your secrets,” I promised her. “Does anyone else know aside from me?”
“Only mom,” she replied. “She guessed.”
I giggled as we snuggles together. “Goodnight Peach.” I was waiting to see what she would do. We remained quiet in the darkness for a while, with the air conditioning humming out of the vent. Finally she leaned on me and whispered in my ear. “Lizzie?”
“Yeah?”
She snuggled against me tighter. “I……I love you,” she confessed very matter of fact.
Instantly, I felt a tingle go through me. I did not know how to react, or what she meant by ‘love’. “Do you love me?” she said I admired her courage. I was scared of her forwardness, but didn’t want to hurt her either. I began to tremble, had Evelyn felt the same way about me?
I figured I would be bold and play along. “Yes, Peach. You are sweet and I love you too.” I dared say.
Suddenly, Peach pounced like a tigress. It was as if a dam had exploded and created a raging river. Her bashfulness had vanished. She climbed on top of me as if I was her property. In her fury, she yanked my diaper off and then her own. She was thrusting against my winking clit in a fury. She gasped and moaned as she squeezed me. “Oooh! Oooh! Liz I love you, I-luv you, I-luv you, I-luv you, I-luv you!” she moaned
“Peach!” I cried as I lay under her, her body drilling away at me. “I…I…”
“Shhh mom will come,” she whispered, yet kept pumping me. “Ohhh! yessss! This feels good! You like this?”
“Oooh, yes, but…” I couldn’t believe her. Tiny shy Peach had transformed into a tiger, and was practically raping me. “Ooooh, Peach, How’d you get so good at this?” I dared to as over my heavy breathing.
“I do this to my teddy.” Peach said
I marveled at how strong her little body would thrust against mine. I savored the feeling of her crotch rubbing against mine. Soon she stopped and stared, kissing my neck, and then licking my nipples. Her tongue on my nipples felt great. “Ooooh! Peach!” I moaned softly as I squirmed and writhed about. She slowly kissed my chest, then down to my tummy, before her tongue was back on my winking clit.”Oooh-gawd!” I gasped She pleased me like a little filly truly in love. “Ooooh! Peach!” I gasped. Soon I reached for her shoulders. “Turn around Peach.” I said I tugged on her till she moved about on the floor, her marehood now in my face, us collectively in a ‘69’. I grasped her plot, pulling her marehood to my face to begin to pleasure her as well. She squealed softly and swayed as she continued to please me. I was getting wetter and tinglier with each lick. Hearing her gasp and shriek made me all the more excited. I am not sure how long we kept that up, because it felt so good I lost track of time. Sooner or later I felt that all too familiar feeling deep insode/ I knew I was about to cum. I couldn’t hold it back much longer, and hoped she was close as well. “P…p…peach! I… I’m gonna… gonna...” I cried out in a squeaky voice. I was still a few strokes from bursting. Peach squeezed her legs tightly around me and squirted a little. A rush went through me as I realized I had brought her to orgasm. That was all I needed to push me over the edge. A few seconds later I burst into uncontrollable orgasm. The first blast was as if I had been punched in the stomach. It was as if the floor had dissolved and I was falling. My head spun as I could feel my marehood pulsating and throbbing under near-painful contractions.
It seemed to go on longer than expected. I kept cumming and did not know when it would stop. It might have been the longest one up to that point. I was scared of fainting, but it finally faded out. I was spent. I may have passed out for a bit, but next thing I knew Peach was lying on top of me motionless as if asleep. “Peach” I whispered shaking her gently. “Peach? Are you asleep?”
She mumbled then climbed off. She snuggled next to me again. “Did you like that?” she whispered.
“Of course,” I whispered back.
Peach smirked then squeezed me in her hooves, then kissed me on the cheek. “Finally we get to do that,” she said. “You’re so pretty.
“I love you Peach.” I dared to say. I guess it slipped out. Eventually we tried to put our diapers back on so it would look as if we never took them off. Soon after, we fell asleep in each other’s hooves.
The next morning, we woke up when Peach’s entered to wake us up. “You gun sleep all day?” she asked. “I need to see if you diaper wet.”
“I am dry I think,” I said. Peach’s mom helped us to our feet and guided us to the bed where she lay us on our backs legs in the air. It occurred to me the sticky warmth wasn’t sweat.
“Lizzie, you very wet.” she said. “You sleep deep. You must been tired.” I sat there my legs in the air as peach’s mom saw everything there was to see. I felt the baby wipe glide between my lips and right over my clit which began to wink at the slightest touch. My legs bucked as I made a strange noise beyond my control. “Don’t be shy,” Peach’s mom coaxed. “I need clean you so don’t get rash, I promised your mom.”
“Y…yes mam,” I mumbled as I kept my eyelids tightly closed.
“There now all clean,” Her mom said very soothing.
“Can I not wear diaper now?” I asked
“Later,” her mom replied. “For now I put in nother diaper.” Before I could protest, she had me in another diaper.” Peach get diaper too, maybe full time for a while. My plot was now secured in another diaper, now only dry and fresh. She repeated the process on her daughter, as she lie stone still.
We went to the kitchen and had a breakfast of buckwheat pancakes while sitting in highchairs only in out diapers.
In spite of all of this, I still wasn’t used to wearing diapers outside of daycare, except for when with Evelyn. Peach ate as if nothing was unusual. After that we watched a bit of the Saturday morning cartoons. Soon Peach started a wrestling session on the floor. She was giggling the whole time. She confessed she loved how the carpet felt on her fur. As we rolled about, her mom came in and told us to stop it before we break something, perhaps our bones.
Eventually my mom came to pick me up, but she sat with Peach’s mom for coffee and talked for a while as Peach and I continued to wrestle on the couch. Finally my mom called me to leave. “Come on dear. We have to get some groceries and I am sure Marie needs to get things done,” she said. My mom turned to her. “Did she say dry through the night?” My mom asked in front of me.
“Sorry, I had two very wet diapers this morning!”
“Lizzie! You are drinking too much again,” My mom said.
“But mom…….. I sleep too deep.
“Honey don’t worry,” mom said. “Let’s go, you will see Peach on Monday.” AS she bid farewell, mom put a hoof around Peach. “You take care young Filly! You are such a doll!” She then looked at Marie. : Peach is the cutest little filly ever. You are so blessed.”
“Tank you” Marie said with her toothy smile. She wrapped her arms around me. Come back again, Lizzie. You are so sweet!”
We stepped out the door and flew into the air, with me still being in a diaper. “Can’t I take off my diaper?”
“Not while we are flying dear.” Mom said
I sighed “I didn’t mean to wet last night.
“I know you didn’t” she said calmly. How did you and Peach get along?
“Oh, fine Mom! I really like her! She may be shy and very quiet, but she is such a sweet filly.”
Yes she is,” Mom agreed.
For some reason, as we reached the store, I had almost forgotten I was in a diaper. It wasn’t until we were on the produce aisle that I realized I still had a diaper on. We must have been in there for twenty minutes filling our basket when I suddenly realized I had to pee! “Mom! I gotta pee!” I said.
“Can you wait till we get home?” she asked.
“Maybe…” I said. We had only gotten to the aisle, when I was dancing about, desperately needing release. I was moving from one hoof to the next. “Mom! I really, really, really, really have to go!” I finally said. “I’ll be back.” And so I sprinted down the aisle. Somehow, I didn’t get too far when my bladder muscles gave out. Before I could round the corner, I could feel the warm wet flow filling my diaper. I felt so ashamed I cried, but froze in my steps.
“Hun, I thought you had to go to the bathroom,” mom said catching up to me.
I was crying as I explained “I AM GOING!” I mumbled to her in frustration. “I didn’t make it, and am going in my diaper!”
I stood helpless as a gusher was soaking my diaper. “Well sweetie, aren’t you glad you didn’t take off your diaper?” Mom whispered to me.
“But Mom I…I…” Suddenly I was crying enough all could see if they cared. “I tried to make it,”
“I know you did honey,” mom replied as she hugged me. “Shah, don’t worry, let’s get what we need so we can get you home and changed.
Those last minutes of shopping, and then standing in checkout with my sagging diaper seemed to last forever. I was glad to be out of the store and readying to fly home. I was my reflection in the ground and to my surprise; the sagging made my wet diaper visible. I hoped no one saw me. As my mom and I took off, I felt a tingle between my legs, and my nipples hardened. As I flew home with mom thinking of what just happened to me, mom finally spoke. “I think for the next few weeks, I am going to keep you in diapers. You keep having accidents.
Noooooo Mom,” I said protesting. “Pleas I don’t wanna.” The thought caused me to cry again. For some reason, the stress of me thinking of being a full timer caused my clit to start winking. Maybe I was thinking of the fact that Peach seemed on the verge of being a full timer herself. But, I had just started winking.
Once we got home, mom took me into my room as I was crying. “Come on sweety, lie down on your bed so I can get you cleaned up. I cried as mom raised my legs like she did years ago when I needed diapers. “It’s okay, don’t cry,” She said soothingly as she undid and pulled the soaked diaper free from my legs. By now, I was getting used to the feeling of Foal wile as she cleaned me. As usual, just a brief touch was all it took for my clit to start to wink. I tried to think of things that would turn me off like the thought of Tina knowing about this, but no matter what I thought about, I remained hard. I knew Mom would see. I laid there my hooves over my eyes as Mom slowly and carefully wiped me down. I then felt cool cream being applied to my sensitive flesh. It felt soothing and kept my clit winking.
I gasped as her finger once again touched my winking clit. “God, that’s cold!” I said. Even now, I could feel my marehood ‘drooling with my filly juice. I knew mom said everything.
“Relax hun,” mom said as she continues rubbing in cream. I bit my lip, hoping the horniness would stop. Instead, I gasped and moaned with Mom’s delicate touch. It was obvious she was curious about my condition. Next thing I felt was her hooves spreading me open. I could feel the cool air from the room touch the insides of my marehood.
“Mooooooom! What was that for?” I dared ask trying desperately not to moan.
“Just looking for redness, y’know, signs of infection.
Do I look okay?
“You look fine hun,” she said.
I lay there breathing heavily, knowing my mom heard me. I felt her hoof touching my clit as if examining me rather than stroking me. I took one look at her face which had a curious expression to it. Oh no! She is investigating.” I thought. I tried to keep quiet as she was exploring my winking clit, curiously stroking it extremely gently” I soon let out an “Ooooh!” as I couldn’t help it.
“That hurt, hun?” mom asked.
“No but… Aaah it just… well…
“Relax hun.” mom said. “It’s okay.” A few more strokes was all it took. I just couldn’t contain myself any longer. I burst into orgasm without even trying. I cried out as my legs jerked. I felt myself ooze a little juice as my marehood throbbed with each contraction. I was extremely embarrassed because I knew mom saw the whole thing. “Oh!” she gasped. By her face she didn’t expect me to cum when she was checking me. “I didn’t realize how fast my little filly was growing up.”
In spite of everything I was still sniffling when Mom wiped me clean again and slid a diaper under me. After taping it in place, Mom wiped my eyes clean pulled me up and for my sake tried to pretend nothing happened. “Feel better now?”
“Okay, Mom,” I mumbled. I stood up to help her with the groceries. A strange warm cloud hung over me as I realized I was now a full timer, but what really miffed me was why mom would pretend nothing happened.