Aerin's Day as a Hatchling

by Zubric

Rating: teen
Tags: Slice of Life, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Original Character
Length: 4740

Aerin, a childish griffin at heart, gets a caretaker to watch over him for a day after mailing in an ad.

Aerin had always been nervous to fully try out his hobby that to most would be taboo. Although after finding a magazine and a special ad inside he decided to give it a shot. Turns out he was a hatchling inside all along.

Written for a friend of mine, it's his OC(Aerin) and mine (Gold Rush)

Contains adult foal(or hatchling in this case) themes with usage, but nothing too descriptive.

Published 2016-08-27 23:20:01 UTC
Last updated 2016-08-27 23:20:01 UTC

Aerin Day as a Hatchling

The afternoon sun was slowly being hidden behind the clouds as pegasi moved them into place for the scheduled shower to come. Aerin Silverfeather watched the sight as he made his way home. He glanced at the town ponies wandering about going about their business paying him no mind. Being a town close to the griffon border meant they were used to seeing griffins around and to his luck his luck provided nice job opportunities. There be the occasional odd glance, the ponies were nice regardless. Today had been very busy and he found his co-workers to be very messy when they finished their work. And as much as he hated cleaning up after them, he did like the extra money.

He reached his house just as the sun was setting, his brown fur glistening with sweat from a hard day's work, The walk thankfully had been uneventful, allowing him to think about life and his hobbies. One such hobby being rather taboo to most but that was private of course. He dug into his left jacket pocket soon fishing out his keys. With an audible click, he unlocked his door and strolled inside. He paused by the mirror to adjust his silver and white plume giving a happy smile back at his reflection. Once finding he looked properly clean he looked down finding he had stepped on his mail along with a few magazines he liked to read. Wasting no time he collected them off the floor and took the assortment of papers to his living room. In the middle of the spacious room was an oak table which quickly got cluttered with his male. His break frowned mostly noting the bills. Sliding said papers aside, he proceeded to sort through the magazines.

“Ugh… Always with the bills… Let's see here, Fishermans Almanac, good feather free monthly, nice, ah this month’s mountain calendar and lastly,” he picked up the unknown magazine glancing back and forth as if someone might be spying on him. But that was unlikely but still made him a bit jumpy. His eyes shot wide upon seeing the cover. Adorning the cover was a pacifier and a folded up white diaper. Adorning the top the cream coloured background stood letters in large bold print that read, the weekly change. “What? When did I order this?” He scratched his plum feathers trying to remember. “Maybe it was just a mistake.” His cheeks began to turn a light shade of pink, his curiosity taking hold slowly as he opened the magazine to review its contents. A lot of it was just normal reviews on recent situations, except instead of advertising beer, clothing, or furniture, it featured foal formula, Diapers, and even onesies, and cribs much larger than any foal or hatchling would need. There were many items His feathers ruffled and his cheeks as he once more glanced at the window and found no real answer to how this got to him. He never told anyone about his light hobby of wanting that nice feeling of being a hatchling and how it melted all stress away.

“I-I should put this away. Maybe the owner will come looking for it,” His blush faded over time as he calmed down and flipped to the page near the back noting some special ads. Upon the slots were smiling faces of mares and stallions wearing aprons several of the pockets having wipes or even a bottle sticking out. His eyes fell upon the words, “free caretaker’ At that very moment his eyes widened, a smile broadly upon his beak. He giggled with joy as if spotting prey on the open plains. This was the opportunity for him presenting itself all dressed up with ribbons and glitter. All he really had was a pacifier but the ad actually had options to ask for supplies to be brought along. Leaping for the desk against the wall he snatched up a pen and looked at the ad as he pulled it out. He filled out his name and age and address and the like before looking the optional check boxes having to pause for a moment to think. Male or female caretaker, bring food y/n, bring diapers y/n, bring toys y/n.

He checked male and more of the yes boxes wanting a full experience. ”I can't believe this is happening!” He joyfully giggled, He slid the paper into an envelope and flew off to the post office giddy as a child on hearth's warming.

The griffon couldn't hold still as he waited for the pony to show up. It been two days and he gotten a memo sent ahead about the caretaker's arrival. Minutes seemed to tick by slower and slower. Much like a kid on their birthday, he just couldn’t wait. The knock at the door nearly sent him soaring into the air as he rushed to the door.

A Standing on his porch was a black coated stallion with a golden mane. His brown jacket accented his green tie. He had a certain air of protective nature about him just by the look in his eyes. Upon a second glance, Aerin noticed that the stallion was just a tad taller than Aerin himself.

“Aerin Silverfeather?” He adjusted his saddle bag as he spoke.

“That’s me, um are you that pony I asked for?” a light pink radiated across his cheeks darting his eyes about.

“Indeed,” he reached into his bag and showed off the paper of sorts. “May I come in so we may start?”

Aerin quickly moved aside nodded. “Y-yeah come on in.” He felt a little less nervous as the door was soon shut leaving the two to chat without being overheard. Aerin escorted the pony to a seat and sat down, “so... What's your name?”

“It's Gold Rush” Gold smiles warmly, “now, how do you want to get started buddy?” He puts his saddle bag down and pulls out a large pack of diapers, a changing mat, a large foal bottle, and a few oversized foal toys. Gold lays down the changing mat and gestures Aerin onto it. “Alright little buddy lay down and I'll pad you up.”

His cheeks kept being cherry red as he got the mat and laid back. He watched the white diaper with purple stars being unfolded and slid under him when he lifted his rump. His new caretaker hummed as foal powder was applied in the nether regions making him smell like a hatchling too. It was a welcome feeling that came over him as the charcoal pony pulled the front the diaper over his nether quickly securing the blue tabs. His legs twitch as he took a moment to feel the padding hug his bottom being much thicker than the one he had in his closet. Several seconds pass as neither of them spoke, the griffin too caught up in the moment that this was actually happening.

Gold soon let out chuckled his hoof feeling the soft belly on the griffon. “Aww, you going to get up or do I have to help you sit up?”

Aerin sits up slowly and pokes at the padding that now hugged his lower body. “This feels nice, it feels really good…” He smiles at Gold happily “um… Can I call you daddy?”

“Sure you can, whatever makes you feel young,” he replied before swiftly moving in and blowing a raspberry into the adult hatchlings tummy “pfff”

As a result, Aerin was sent into a fit of giggles trying to back up from the assault, however, the thick padding dropped him up making him fall on his back again leaving him open for another long raspberry. “EEEhahaha!” HIs legs kick about, beak wide open as he squeals. Luckily his new caretaker stopped after the two smiling down at him Getting up once again, he gave a smile back. “Hehe thanks, d-daddy.”

Gold patted the seat of the diaper making it let out a loud crinkle. “That’s a good little chick, yes you are,” he pinched the griffon’s cheek hearing a squeak in return. Moments later the caretaker heard an audible rumble from Aerin's Tummy. “Aww did some griffon forget to eat?” He babied seeing the blush grow. “Don’t worry I have just the thing all little newborns need.” With a skip in his step, he trotted over to his bag and dug inside soon pulling out some yellow looking foal food. Upon a closer look it was banana flavored. Floating in his magic also was a blue bib with a bottle printed on it. “Take a seat little one, time for num nums.”

Aerin sat down and looked at the flowery bib, smiling at Gold. “I'm ready for nummies daddy.” He watched him come over wit the jar and shifted in his seat crinkling happily.

Gold moved a spoonful of mush to Aerin's beak, where it was hastily eaten “my-my someone's hungry today,” Gold on occasion would make a bit of food drip onto Aerin’s bib, The hatchling was having fun feeling all messy and needy cause of it. After just s short time, the jar was empty. Gold reached behind Aerin and gave him a gentle pat on the back, causing a quiet burp.

“‘scuse me” Aerin giggled, his keen eyes spotting the toys that had been set in his living room. “Can we play daddy?” He got up and waddled quickly to the pile looking through the toys before picking up a small rattle in the shape of a unicorn horn. He rolled to his back and began to shake it, giggling as Gold watched lovingly. The sound was far more fascinating to him than it normally would being that a rattle was just a maraca but still it was so entrancing and amused the little chick. for an hour Aerin played with the toys, a few blocks, and a teddy bear.

Time goes by as Aerin plays with his toys Gold giving his diaper a few checks just to be sure, after a while he sees Aerin stop playing for a moment. “What's wrong buddy?”

Aerin looked at trying to cross his legs in the bulk. “I gotta pee daddy,” he put his claws on his diaper as well looking just like a toddler.

“Well you’re wearing your potty little guy,” his caretaker cooed ruffling the feathers on his head. Aerin smiled half-heartedly and concentrated, soon enough his diaper swelled turning a light shade of yellow, causing a big smile on the griffon's beak, he

stood up for a moment as it sagged between his legs.

“I did it daddy…Can I have a changie?” He stuck his claw his mouth and suckled it like most chicks do.

The sight made Gold daww and gave the warm padding a pat. “Aww if you want one or you could wait and go again later,” he teased although was more than willing to change him right away. He watches the little hatchling blush again as he seems to be thinking it over. “Well?”

“B-but what about getting a rash?’ His feather rustled a bit as he shifted from leg to leg.

“Oh, it only for a while a few minutes, of course, just to give you the feeling of being a little needy hatchling,” he pats the front once more. “Up to you of course.”

Aerin thought for a moment staring down at his diaper. He plonked down on his living room rug feeling it squish. “it does feel pretty good…” He smiled up at Gold “I'll keep it on.” He giggles once again and hugs a plush. “Can you read me a story Daddy?”

“Of course Aerin” Gold thought for a moment, “What kind of story would you like to hear?”

“Fairytale,” he chirped happily bouncing on the padding.

“Well it’s a good thing I brought a few children’s books now isn’t it?” He watches his chick clap happly, finding a story about a dragon and a princess. The hatchling nuzzled up against him leaning on his shoulder to look at the book. It seemed the little bird was really getting into the spirit of things.He cleared his throat and began to read making sure to show off the images to Aerin. ‘Once upon a time..”

Aerin listened to the tale, sucking on his claw like a good little on. Any stress work might have given him was being washed away by the gentle care of the babysitter of sorts. “No use silly voices,” He said when the book came to some comical characters.

“Hehe alright little guy, I'll use silly voices,” he once more ruffles the griffon's feathers and resumes reading using a higher pitch. The way he read reminded him of his mother. A momentary frown came upon his face as he got home sick but quickly recovered, giggling at the jokes. Soon the princess was saved from the evil greedy dragon, the hatchling clapping with joy from being in the moment. Gold got up and took the griffons forearm. “Aww okay I think it a good time for a nice nap time,” he cooed, patting the diaper. “Well after a little diaper change,”

Being led by the arm really did make him feel small in comparison to the seemingly

massive stallion as he point to his bedroom. Once inside, Gold floated out the fresh diaper and the changing mat, rolling it out for the hatchling. “Aww come on I’m sure once you lay down you’ll get nice and tired,” Gold cooed moving the griffon onto his back.

Aerin in return let out another chuckle, kicking his legs lightly to be playful but quickly covered the front of his wet diaper in feigned shame when he was placed on his back. Gold seemed unfazed as he undid the tabs and began to clean him off. The griffon nearly jumped out of his skin as the cold wipes clean off his fur. “Eeeeek! Cold!”

Gold boops his nose. “Aww it alright it won’t take long,” he parents making the hatchling feel soothed by the words. Soon the fresh padding is slide under him, his long tail pulled into the hole. He watched the powder be applied and taped into place. “There we go little guy, all dry for your nap.”

Aerin let out a purr as he carefully laid in his bed, the covers pulled over his body. The warmth swam over his feathers making him feel very safe. Much to his surprise, he started to yawn gripping the plush lion Gold had given to him. He listens as Gold cranked up a music box that played a gentle lullaby tune. His head hit the pillow his eyes closed fully as the tune lulled him into his slumber.

The griffon felt a hoof delicately nudging his side as he started to woke up mumbling to himself. “Wake up little guy little hatchling, time for dinner.”

Aerin yawned cutely and smiled “Ok daddy,” he crawled out of bed, the loud crinkling of his diaper following as he walks on all fours with a waddle, his rump in the air. Gold took the opportunity to give the padding a gentle pat as if nudging the baby to his kitchen. Luckily stairs weren’t an issue for his single story house. Once in the kitchen, he sat down at the table seeing the salad and cooked fish. The smell was very enticing for the griffon. While not very babyish but it was still nice. Gold took the knife and fork and began to cut it up for the little hatchling, “Can’t have you choking now can I?” he babied, flying the small piece to Aerin mouth.

Aerin opened happy letting each piece of his meal be fed to him eager for the bottle that sat next to his plate. After swallowing the last piece of the fish, he has is mouth wiped with a cloth. “Thank you, daddy. This has been a great day.”

“Good, that's very good,” Gold grinned yet again setting the nipple of the bottle into the griffin’s mouth holding it for him. The gentle thucking sound filled the room as the caretaker stayed quiet as his chick had his drink. It took about five minutes for Aerin to finish it all. Aerin rubbed his tummy again a beaming smile upon his face.

“All full,” he boops Golds nose sticking his tongue out. It came so naturally to him at this moment. “Umm daddy, what are we gonna do now?”

Gold took a moment to tap his chin and float over a ball. “Let's play outside while the sun is still out.”

His cheeks begin to pinken again, “O-outside?! uh I don’t know…” he felt anxious as his diaper crinkled between his legs

“Oh but your yard has a tall enough fence no one will peek over it so you don't have to worry there,” he reassured putting his hoof around the griffon’s shoulder. “Are you a brave hatchling?”

“N-no..I mean yes I’m brave...” Aerin puffed out his chest as he smiled “I trust you, daddy, daddy always knows what's best.”

Gold nodded, “And I always treat the foal or hatchling in this case with respect for privacy,” he took Aerin claw again and lead him out the back door and into his spacious yard. There was flower garden in the far corner next to the simple stone fountain which had a small raven statue, water pouring out if its open beak. The ball was set down in front of the padded griffon as he went to the other side of the yard. “Pass the ball little one,” he used the babying tone again patting the ground.

Aerin hugs the ball tightly in his talons and smirked. “My ball,” he giggles childishly.

“Now now It's not nice to hog toys,” he scolds wiggling his hoof at Aerin

“Okie!” Aerin giggles before tossing the ball to Gold’s hoof. The ball is sent back with a little bounce causing the hatchling to raise to his hind legs to grab it only to lose balance thanks to his thick padding and fall on his back. The big baby just let out a giggle rolling over to pass the ball back. This was the most fun he had in weeks. Sometimes Gold would throw the ball to some other part of the massive yard, causing the griffon to have to chase after it, making his tushy wiggling the air as he ran on fours. He pounced on the ball once or twice like a cat beaming with joy. After nearly fifteen minutes of playing with the ball, Aerin rolls to his back and pants, kicking his legs about.

His caretaker came to his side and looked down. “Aww, I see a tummy that needs to be rubbed.” His hoof descended upon the tired out griffon, the belly scratch making the hatchling tongue hang out. He purred as the rub went on for a few moments. Once he got his senses back, he got up and looked around for the ball. His eagle eyes soon saw it in the corner of the yard and started running towards it. Before stopping half way there.

“Uh oh…” Aerin moaned as he slowed to a stop “I gotta…” Before he could say more Aerin’s squatted down, his tail raised up. He wasn't sure why it came without warning, maybe something the milk had done or the belly rubs, just like a baby he wanted to act like. He grunted for a moment, seemingly straining against his years of potty training when he suddenly sighed loudly in relief and a large bulge formed in the back of his diaper. Aerin smiled and resumed chasing after the ball he had sighted, paying no attention to the heavy mess in his diaper. He smiled at Gold as if nothing had happened and tossed him the ball.

Gold can’t help giggle the sight and pretends not to notice as they play for a few more minutes. The shadow grow across the yard, the caretaker came over and took Aerin claw “Aww someone made quite the stinky, yes you did.” He pinched the griffon’s cheek causing a squeak out the little one. He tugs him inside seeing the padding sway.

“Nuh uh,” Aerin played tugging lightly on his hand. He meeped as he was picked up in Gold’s magic hovering in the air. “Nu fair that cheating.”

“Aww daddies don’t cheat silly,” he carried the hatchling to the mat once more. “Aww, I think someone needs a nice bath before we tuck you into bed.” He hears the little bird awe at the prospect of the day almost being over.

“Awww ok…” The griffon moped, but cheering up again “I can always have you come over another time right?”

Gold nodded gently as he wipes off the mess and waves his hoof at the smelly griffon. “Oh yes, of course,I can give you my contact number. Of course, it cost some bits but don’t worry that much.” He kept one the cleaning showing the griffon the bubble bath he brought.

Hearing the good news and colorful bubble bath cheered the hatchling right up shifting as he overjoyed to the idea of more baby time. “It said ten bits in the magazine right?”

“Yeah, and a few extra for diapers and stuff, well unless you buy your own of course,” Once the griffons bottom was clean he got him up and took him along to the bathroom. His horn lit up as adjusted the water temperature to the perfect degree for a foal. Aerin climbed in and sat down.

“Nice and warm, I think I'll just pay for the extra diapers” He pushed some bubble onto his beak making a bubble beard acting like a pirate. “Arrr,” he cheered. Gold pours out some shampoo and began scrubbing his feathers. The soap had a strong strawberry scent to it, something Aerin greatly enjoyed

“Oh no it bubble beard the griffon pirate,” Gold played, splashing the hatchling some water. ‘You'll never get our candy you brute.”

“Not even if I do this?” Aerin took all the bubbles off of his face and gave Gold the most adorable look he had ever seen “pwease?”

“Hnnnn, the cute,” he put his hoof on his chest acting silly. “No you won't’ get it that easy” he pours water over the griffon’s head laughing again. They keep playing pretend as Aerin's wings are washed and his bottom freshened up more until he was all sparkly clean his white feathers shining like sunlight.

“I smell like fruit,” Aerin giggles a bit as is helped out of the tub. As he dried off he gave Gold a hug resting his head on the stallion’s chest.

a Gold patted his back in return. “Aww you're welcome, I'm happy to make anyone's baby experience enjoyable.”

“That’s good,” the pink tone returned to his cheeks. “You didn’t spike the milk did you?’

“To be honest, only a little was to help the experience after all. Don’t worry it will be gone by morning,”

“By morning? I guess I better wear a diaper to bed. Just in case I have a nighttime accident” Aerin said hopefully.

Gold pat the hatchling’s back .” I was just about to suggest the same thing,” he leads him to the bedroom bringing the bag and changing mat with him. The nighttime diaper was, of course, much thicker and would spread the griffin’s legs wide just to add the helpless factor. It also had cute little half moons on it as well. Aerin behaved through the change aside from kicking his legs playfully, smelling the foal powder as it applied. Once taped up Gold let him crawl up off the mat and waddle into bed and get comfy.

Aerin yawned, it really had been a long relaxing day. His eyes grew heavy as he glanced at Gold one more time. “Daddy, can you read me a bedtime story?” He cuddles with the lion plush yet again.

The caretaker nodded pulling one over about the ugly duckling. “Sure thing little guy,” he pats the little hatchlings head while sitting just right for Aerin so he is able to see the images while he read. “Here, take this before you fall asleep little buddy” Gold popped a pacifier into Aerin’s mouth before he begins reading.

The hatchling suckled on the binky as the story went on his eyes fully closing as he listened. As sleep overtook him, his smile only grew, the paci bobbing up and down in his beak. He dreams sweetly only slightly shifting in bed during the night. As the ray of the sun bled through his window as the morning welcomed him. Aerin grunt and covered his eyes mumbling as he slowly sat up. The pacifier had fallen out now laying on his pillow as he yawned. Upon taking in the breath of air, he covered his nose and blushed. As expected he had had an accident during the night and a very stinky one. Aerin wasn’t sure if Gold had stayed the night, although it was probably the case cause otherwise that be rude to not say goodbye. He rolled out of bed his blush remained as the smell from his padding quickly filled the room. Quickly making his way out of his bedroom he peeked around the corner of the hallway that lead to the main room cheering up at smelling breakfast. He chirped and waddled out giving the caretaker a hug from behind.

Gold eeps and waves his hoof. “Phew someone sure is a stinky pants,” he tease while keeping him magic steady as he flipped the eggs.

“Uh huh I made stinky,” he acts, letting out chirp again. “Changy?”

“Yes yes once your eggs are ready I’ll get you nice and clean unless you like to eat it as a foal” he pointed the bowl of oatmeal too.

Aerin smiled at the thought of eating without a change “Ya!” Gold took his claw once more and sat him down at the table tying the messy baby bib around his neck. He patted the diaper causing the hatchling to cover it with his tail, not that it did much. When his caretaker spooned the oatmeal to his mouth he happily opened up glad he had gotten the nerve to ask for such treatment. The slow and somehow messy feeding lasted for a solid ten minutes with all the games like an airplane or the occasion tickle. The tickles often causing Aerin to uncomfortably squirm in his mess

Gold soon picked up a washcloth and clean off the griffon’s mouth feeding him a warm bottle once more. This time however, it was a light coffee. The thought of an adult beverage being drunk out of a baby bottle only made it sillier. Once the meal was done he was taken over to the mat for the last diaper change of Gold’s visit.

Aerin made sure to wiggle and squirm just so it took longer to clean him up. Gold didn’t seem to mind in fact only made him baby him more. The wipes were still cold causing a few kicks along the way. After many wipes were used, the air became fresh once more and a fresh white diaper was put on him. The hatchling jumped to his feet and pulled his friend into a tight hug. “Oh thank you! thank you, daddy!”

Gold let the griffin hug him. “Aww glad you had fun, you can keep the pacifier and the lion by the way.” He gave the diaper a light pat as he brought the bag over in his magic. “Here you can keep it, just cause you were such a good little chick.” He watched Aerin jaw drop and his claw grab the bag pulling it into a hug like it was a plushie. With a job well done he put his card on the table by the door and put his hat on. “Hope to see you again little one.”

Aerin squealed and nodded. “Uh huh you bet you will.” He gave the stallion a firm shake goodbye watching him leave. A moment later he blushed and quickly shut his door. ‘Hehe yeah not ready for public yet,” he gave the diaper a soft pat and with a childish smile went to his living room to enjoy the rest of his weekend.