Different Kinds of Love

Twilight closed her book, sighing with relief. Today had been the epitome of exhausting. Then again, most days were now, it seemed.

Ever since the wedding, life had been busier than ever for her. When she wasn't practicing higher level magic, there was a friendship problem around town to be solved. She hadn't been able to read for pleasure in days. Not to mention doing... other things for pleasure...

Speaking of those other things...

"Spike?" Twilight called out. "Spike, are you here?"

No response.

Twilight glanced out the nearest window. It was dark; Luna's moon had long since risen in the sky. It was at least ten at night, possibly later. If Spike wasn't home yet, that meant he was probably still at Rarity's working his claws to the bone for her. He'd probably fall asleep there again and Rarity would likely set him on her couch and send him home in the morning. That meant she had plenty of time to... indulge.

A giddy grin broke out on her face.

Shoving the book back on its shelf and galloping to her room, Twilight couldn't force back a giggle of delight. Finally, she'd be able to have a little fun again. It may have only been three days since her last time, but it felt like weeks.

She surreptitiously shut her bedroom door behind her, not that their was any need to be surreptitious; she was alone. Practically leaping over to her bed, Twilight lifted it ever so slightly with her levitation. Doing so revealed a small panel of floorboards that were slightly off kilter from the rest. Lifting them up as well, Twilight's grin grew even wider as the contents she'd stashed below her floor were revealed.

One package of adult sized diapers: check.

A pink pacifier, big enough for a grown mare: check.

The matching nightie: check.

Foal powder and rash cream...

Twilight held up two empty container, turning them over and checking their insides. Bare. Uh... no check there.

It was a small loss, though. Getting more was as simple as watching the Cake twins for the day and picking up a little more supplies than needed. Unfortunately that wasn't an option right this moment.

Twilight tossed the two containers in the trash, pulled the rest of her stuff out and lowered her bed. She still had all the essentials at least. It would be worth it to risk diaper rash just this once.

To start, Twilight popped the pacifier in her mouth. The rubber nipple glided passed her lips and sent a tingle down her spine. She started suckling immediately, her lips bobbing back and forth. Already her eyelids lowered and she sighed with delight. And she was justing getting started.

She tore into the half full pack of diapers, selecting the softest, plushest one of the remaining bunch. Laying back, still suckling, Twilight positioned her legs high into the air and telekinetically brought the diaper down. Impatient, she lowered her hind legs the second she finished unfolding the diaper. Her rump hit the padding and elicited a soft crinkle.

Twilight shivered with delight, but didn't stop. With her magic she wrapped the diaper around her waist, the padding hugging her from all sides. Silently, she wished to herself that she had somepony to do this for her. Sure her magic was efficient, but it could never compare to the feeling of being diapered by a care taker. It was just too bad she'd likely never find a pony comfortable with indulging in her fetish.

As she taped up her diaper, she couldn't resist putting her hoof to the crotch and rubbing it in. The diaper crinkled loudly as the padding was pressed against her marehood, sending waves of pleasure rippling through her.

"MMmmmm!" Twilight moaned into her pacifier, her hind hooves curling with enjoyment. She wanted to keep going, to tear into the stress that had been mounting these passed few days, but Twilight had just a little self control left. She pulled her hoof away and turned to the pink nightie sprawled out on her bed.

This time, she didn't bother with her magic--after all, she was supposed to be a foal now and foals can't use magic. She grabbed the nightie and slipped it on, the warmth it provided spreading over her as she stuck each of her hooves through the sleeves. The soles were slick on the wooden floor, so she crawled up into her bed instead, eager to get to her favorite part of wearing diapers. Her only regret was that she had to put it all on herself. Working with the nightie was tough, even with magic, and the diaper never seemed to fit right no matter what she tried. If only she had somepony to put it all on for her. To baby her...

But it was impossible. There was probably nopony in Equestria who would do that for her. Not her friends, and certainly not Princess Celestia...

A sharp pressure stemming from her bladder cut into her fantasies. Forced back to reality, Twilight now had a bladder issue to deal with.

With nearly nine books to read today, Twilight hadn't used the bathroom at all, despite the need pestering her throughout most of the day. All the water and the extra big lunch she'd had didn't exactly fix this issue either. This was because she'd been preparing herself, just in case she had the opportunity to use her diaper like a foal. Now, bladder achy and bowels beginning to cramp, she could do it.

She started by peeing herself. It was actually pretty easy to do, at this point. Twilight relaxed her bladder and allowed her urine to flow out. A small hissing noise could be heard as the padding greedily soaked up the liquid. When she finished, Twilight pressed her hoof back on the crotch of her diaper and giggled.

"Hehe, Twiwy hadda a'sident!" she lisped through the pacifier. She rubbed her hoof into the diaper, squishing the warm, soggy padding against her inner thighs. She twitched at the feeling. "Oooh... A-aah!"

She rolled over, ready to ruin the other half of her diaper. Her bowels definitely needed a release, but they were a tad trickier than her bladder. They still held firm to the notions of potty training, and usually demanded such a device before they'd release.

However, Twilight didn't want to get up. She was gingerly rubbing the front of her diaper, eye's fluttering between open and closed as she suckled on her paci. Getting up and going to the potty was not an option.

Instead, she hiked up her tail, grunted, and pushed. It took a few moments of trying, but eventually her bowels gave way. A warm mush filled up her diaper, causing it to stretch and bulge. Twilight kept messing her diaper for a full minute, pushing out every last bit that she could.

When she was finished crapping herself, Twilight sighed in relief. "Twiwy poopy," she murmured into her pacifier.

She rolled over, shifting the mush in her diaper around. Digging harder into the crotch of her diaper, Twilight started moaning with pleasure louder. Now that her diaper was full and squishing with even the slightest movement, masturbation had reached its best possible form for her.

The stench of her diapers hit her nose a few moments later, but the pure ecstasy of her naughty pastime was enough to ignore it. She eventually ended up on her stomach, rubbing even harder now. She bit down on the rubber nipple of the pacifier, barely able to contain squeals of joy. It would be long now before she climaxed--

Flash.

Every muscle in Twilight's body froze at once. A green, blinding light quickly faded from just outside her window.

Her window...

Why was her window open?!

Twilight bolted upright, her desire to pleasure herself diminished. Her face burned in premature embarrassment and she looked outside to see if anypony was there. "Hewwo?" She blinked and spat out her pacifier. "H-Hello?"

No answer.

Slowly, Twilight crept up and a made her way to the ajar window. Cautiously, she poked her head outside to see if anypony was watching her, which shouldn't be possible. Her room was on the second floor of the library. Only a pegasus could potentially see her through it, but looking to the skies Twilight found there was nopony in sight.

Whatever the light was, it was gone now. Twilight quickly shut her window and drew the curtains, blocking out any potential onlookers. She knew it wasn't possible, but she was paranoid none the less. She turned back to her bed and started waddling. The mess in her diapers rubbed up against her inner thighs, reminding her of the job she'd left unfinished. Unfortunately, the mood was killed, replaced with worry that somepony might have seen her.

Twilight moved to unbutton her nightie, too embarrassed to keep on any of her foalish paraphernalia now. But as her hooves went to the buttons, her vision slowly tinted green and exhaustion washed over her. Twilight found that, she didn't want to take off her nightie, or her dirty diaper for that matter. All she wanted to do was sleep.

She rested her head on her pillow, curling up in bed. Within a few seconds her eyes fluttered shut. She softly snored a moment later, just before the door to her bedroom clicked open, and a tall, black figure strutted in.