Cheating the Cycle of Life- A Padded Pony Collab

“Button, Sweetie Belle, it's bedtime now. Come over here!”

“Yes aunt, I'm coming!” Sweetie Belle said, as she grabbed Button Mash's hoof, causing him to flop off the couch where he was laying while playing on his green GameColt. He let out a little whine as his portable console fell on the wool carpet just next to the couch, closing down and jolting the cartridge out. “Noooo! I was that close to the end of the game!" He said as he got up and retrieved his console, while Sweetie Belle trotted away to the bedroom. Button put the cartridge back inside the slot before also trotting up the carpeted floor of the living room just next to the stairs and passing through the corridor with wooden walls--pictures of still nature and weird ones with mares laying on pillows while wearing saddles and looking provocatively at the observer.

When Button arrived in the bedroom, he saw Sweetie Belle's aunt near the wardrobe where she was extracting a folded diaper-like pink object from a box. Meanwhile, Sweetie Belle was on her bed, looking up at the ceiling with her hooves crossed and pouting.

"You wear pull-ups to bed, Sweets?" Button Mash asked, as the aunt threw one on the bed.

"Yes, I do." Sweetie Belle answered after a small, startled jump, now blushing, with her ears folded against her head and her tail quickly moving over to cover her lower area.

"Oh, yes, she's a big bedwetter," the aunt chuckled as she unfolded the pull-up.

Button felt something warm and fuzzy emanating from within his chest as he looked at the scene unfolding in front of his eyes. But, when Sweetie Belle put her tail down, exposing her butt and her genitalia, this feeling turned into something else. Button Mash felt his head buzz as a tingling sensation went down his spine and reached his lower body, making it lightly tingle.

Not quite understand why it was such a big deal for him, Button just looked behind him, whispering, "What?" to himself. He saw his tail still there, his legs still there, his family jewels trembling a little but not too much... Deciding that it was nothing, he turned around to see Sweetie Belle, now wearing the aforementioned pull-up, blushing and looking away as her aunt took out white pajamas with elegant and elaborate designs sewn on them.

"Do you need one too?" Sweetie's aunt asked as she moved the box near to her with her magic. Button recoiled. "No thanks, I don't need them, Hotbed Issue, Ma’am."

Much to Button's relief, the mare nodded as she put the box in the wardrobe and left the room while waving and flicking the lights off at the same time, saying, "Nighty night, then."

Once Sweetie Belle's aunt had gone, Button Mash jumped onto the bed, moved the covers away and crawled towards a blushing Sweetie Belle.

"Don't worry, I know how it feels. Kept wearing them until, what, two months ago?" He stroked her mane softly with his left hoof and tried to embrace her with his right one. Sweetie Belle, with a small whimper and soem crinkles, exchanged the hug.

"Well... I still wear them. I don't like it one bit," she said, squeaking

"I understand." Button was now embracing her. "There's nothing to be embarrassed about."  He blushed a bit at the thought... "At least... around me." Sweetie Belle smiled weakly, as she buried her head in Button's chest.

He felt tempted to move it away, as it was kinda uncomfortable, to have a head just on the heart. However, as he moved his hooves to try to do so, putting them on Sweetie's temples, he suddenly stopped as something inside him discouraged him from doing so. Something that told him that he liked it that way, because it was Sweetie burying her head in his small chest--something very close to the fuzzy feeling he felt before, but even stronger.

Soon, Button recalled moments they'd passed together in earlier days when, despite the fact that he hated pepper, he didn't get angry with Sweetie Belle when she had put some spices in his salad, when he had lent his GameColt charger to her, despite his being with very low battery, and now…

"Maybe... I'm in love?" he whispered.

Button shrugged and started to pet Sweetie Belle's mane and snuggle her.

I'll change her myself, after her bedwetting accident, tomorrow morning. After all, that's what lovers do, right?

The next day, Button Mash was woken up by a single ray of light  hitting his eyes. With a light graon, he rubbed his eyes open and jumped off the bed, shaking himself to dust hismelf off a bit.

"G'day." Button muttered to no one in particular, as he then walked to the bathroom to fullfill his bodily functions. As he washed his hooves, he remembered what he had told to hismelf the night before.

"Oh, should've cleaned my hooves after changing Sweetie Belle," he sighed, as he hastily dired off his hooves and went back to the bed. "Oh well."

There, he moved away the covers, revealing Sweetie Belle's rather soaked pull-up swollen up and yellowed, with traces of wetness on the bed covers around.

"Ugh, she seems to have leaked," Button said with a sigh, as he grabbed the pull-up's waistband. "But I can do this for her."