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This Story Contains:
Diaper Lover Themes (Heavy)
Diapers (Heavy)
Female/Male (Heavy)
Food Play (Heavy)
Sexual Situations (Heavy)
Diaper Rubbing (Medium)
Cake Batter
Cake Batter
By Scribe Feather
Evening was setting over the quiet town of Ponyville and the day was drawing to a close. The sky faded into shades of oranges and reds, foreshadowing the dark starry sky that was close behind. As night loomed just over the horizon, businesses and shops closed their doors after yet another day of profit and trade.
Sugarcube Corner had just closed up, wrapping up yet another successful business day. The two owners of the sweets shop, Carrot Cake and Cup Cake, busied themselves with the usual tasks that followed a busy day of selling their pastries and sweets. The married couple happily floated from station to station as they worked in tangent to wrap everything up. The cash register was emptied, the doors locked, tasty treats were stored away in a safe place, and everything was prepped for the next day.
As they closed shop, their two foal children Pumpkin Cake and Pound Cake watched from their playpen in the connected room. The pegasus and unicorn foal were spending the last hours of the day much like they spent every other hour: playing with their toys and giggling happily in each other's company. Occasionally the busy ponies would glance over to the foals, making sure they were safe and sound. For the most part, the two babies were much too involved in their toys and playing to even notice when their busy parents disappeared from sight.
“Where did we put the chocolate frosting?” The plump and motherly Cup Cake asked as she looked through the various cupboards that bordered the kitchen. Her dark pink striped tail whisked tentatively from left to right. “I need some to finish decorating the wedding cake.”
“We used it all, honeybun,” Carrot Cake replied, pushing a stack of cake boxes onto a shelf for tomorrow. “Remember? The rush order of frosted doughnuts?”
“I didn’t think we used THAT much,” Cup Cake answered, tapping her chin in thought, “well, we’re going to have to make more for tomorrow...”
“And the cupcake order for Junebug’s party,” Carrot reluctantly added, "can't have a spring bash without blue frosted cupcakes."
“Looks like it’s going to be a late night then,” Cup Cake nodded before taking a glance over into the other room to check on the children.
Pumpkin Cake let out a big yawn, stretching her little hooves in the air as she lazily smacked her lips. As if by magic, Pound Cake also began to yawn, growing tired like his sister.
“I think it’s time for the little ones’ bedtime,” Missus Cake added with her husband agreeing with her.
Just like every other night, the two ponies carried the foals up to their room to tuck them into bed. Nestled away on the second floor was the fully decorated nursery large enough to house a large crib for the two foals and all their toys. It was a cozy little room, painted with soft colors that provoked sleepy thoughts from the very look of them. Growing more tired by the second, Pound and Pumpkin were practically sound asleep in their parents’ arms by the time they reached the large crib.
"Sweet dreams, sweet rolls," Missus Cake whispered as she kissed the foreheads of the two foals. She tucked them in under a warm blanket and raised up the crib gate. The little ponies yawned big before curling up under the soft bed sheets and drifting off to sleep.
Cup Cake watched warmly as the two foals slept so soundly and peacefully. She turned to see Mister Cake waiting by the doorway, smiling just as warmly as she was. Their eyes met for a moment before he broke the stare and motioned towards a corner of the nursery.
Sitting against the wall was a lovely wooden changing table, painted with soft pastel colors and stock full of changing supplies and diapers. Carrot glanced between the padded furniture and Cup Cake and wiggled his eyebrows a bit.
Missus Cake smiled big and nodded enthusiastically, grabbing the container of baby powder from atop the table. The two left the quiet nursery as silently as possible, shutting the door slowly behind them. Tiny, giddy sounds were strenuously held back from the two as they scurried off to their master bedroom.
Today would be a great chance for the two to indulge in a new game.
It was a curiosity at first that Cup Cake proposed to her husband on a whim one day. The idea seemed simple enough: they would spend the day wearing diapers and use them whenever they see fit. Carrot Cake was puzzled at first, but quickly warmed up to the idea once he was handed his first adult sized diaper. He couldn't quite explain it than, but there was something special he enjoyed about diapers. It was a wordless response.
Cup Cake, on the other hand, was all for the idea long before she suggested it to her husband. For the past couple of weeks she had nurtured the affinity until opportunity showed itself and she finally came forward with it to Carrot Cake. Simultaneous feelings of arousal, coziness, and pleasantness swarmed her mind anytime she thought about diapering up. To wear diapers with her husband felt like the ultimate accomplishment in this silly little game. From that one moment on, the pony couple were hooked.
Opportunity never seemed to coincide with desire however as the two ponies constantly put off wearing diapers around the shop for days after their first encounter with the garments. Something always seemed to come up to distract them from diapering up and indulging in whatever desires might stir from the experience. Whether it was out of sheer exhaustion from work or they just didn’t feel up to it the two never diapered up with one another until now.
Tonight, however, felt specifically special. Like everything was aligned in just the special way that almost forced the two to indulge in their naughty taboo. Stifling giddy giggles, the two finally felt the strong desire to diaper up.
A package of adult sized diapers were extracted from a pile of discarded coats and scarves tucked in the corner of their bedroom closet. The package was of a clean, medical brand of diaper that marketed itself more towards ponies with incontinence. The design was nothing fancy with the diapers being completely white from top to bottom. One of the most absorbant brands, these diapers would be sufficiently thick for the two earth ponies. They knew very well these would do nicely.
Two fluffy white diapers were extracted from the package and both ponies reveled in every little minute sensation that came from the nursery scented garments. The crisp crinkling, the soft and absorbent core, every tiny detail was focused on.
“Do you want to get changed first or should I?” Carrot asked his wife holding up a fluffy diaper and wiggling it teasingly.
“I think you should go first,” Missus Cake answered, snatching the diaper out of her husband’s hold, “we all know you can be quite the piddle pony.”
Carrot chuckled at the comment, but couldn’t help but blush as well. Looks like she was starting the teasing early. The thought of soaking his diaper in front of his wife was a tantalizing idea. Humiliation mixed with naughty inhibition and he was more than willing to be the first diapered if it meant getting close to that opportunity. "Alright fine," he answered in mock reluctant, "I'll go first if it'll make you happy..."
With a gentle nudge from his wife, Carrot plopped himself onto their bed, legs splayed out to the side. Diaper changing was no difficult task for either of them, being well experienced with it from doing it so often for their foal children. However, diapering an adult showed to be a slightly different experience, requiring a tiny bit of creativity to cope with the much larger patient.
Cup Cake's first challenge came in the form of Carrot's cock growing at half mast from the experience. The submission position, coupled with the feel of the diaper had left Carrot rather turned on. Cup Cake gave her husband a look, leading him to blushing even more as he tried his hardest to cool himself off. It took a lot of doing, some silent waiting from his wife, but with some self control, Carrot was able to soften up again, just enough to make the diaper changing process less painful. Before he knew it he was powdered and freshly diapered in one of the thickest diapers he had ever seen.
Once he was thickly diapered, Carrot Cake swapped places with Cup Cake. The mare was visibly excited about the diaper change and practically vibrated in anticipation as she was taped into the fluffy soft garment. The diaper change was child's play, but the real challenge Carrot faced was to keep Cup Cake from squirming off the bed.
"Now, sweetroll," Carrot said in his well rehearsed fatherly authority voice, "stop squirming so we can get this diaper on you. Don't make me have to spank you to get you to behave."
Cup Cake simmered down almost immediately after that. She giggled quietly, but behaved herself through the rest of the diaper change. All that playful bather could wait. For now all she needed was a healthy bit of powdering before being snugly taped into the thick diaper, ready to start the night.
Wearing diapers around the kitchen was incredibly invigorating! Waddling from each station, both ponies smiled to each other with knowing smiles as the diapers crinkled loudly between their legs. It was not only the exposure that turned the ponies on, but the diapers themselves as well! Each step the two ponies took around the kitchen was lovingly punctuated with plastic rustling. Even the most mundane chore like cracking eggs or mopping was made exciting with the added bonus of the diaper. Suddenly every little task felt new and fresh to them.
Mister Cake occupied himself with a large mixing bowl filled with an assortment of cake batter ingredients. He expertly mixed everything together into a smooth consistency ready to be made into a delicious chocolate cake. Occasionally he would glance at his wife just so he could catch a glimpse of her round diaper butt.
He grinned at the crinkling sight for another minute or two before speaking up. "Baby pants, do you need a diaper change?"
Meanwhile Missus Cake delicately frosted some yellow cupcakes all lined up on a tray with vibrant blue icing. Cupcake decorating always took a steady hoof and patience to do right, something Mister Cake never seemed to have. Her eyes stared at each cupcake closely, mere inches away from the sweets as the light blue frosting was delicately swirled on top of each one. She was so focused on her task, she barely heard Carrot Cake when he spoke.
"What was that, honey buns?" the diapered mare said, raising her head up from the cupcake counter.
"I was asking if you needed a diaper change," Mister Cake looked between the mare's legs with a naughty grin, “you looked a bit TOO distracted there.”
Missus Cake smirked as she gave her diaper a long, drawn out rub from the base of her tail to the very front. The diaper crinkled ever inch of the way with only a tiny squishing sound coming from a small wet spot that had grown in the middle. After a pause she carelessly turned back to her cupcakes. "No no, dry as a bone," she answered, picking up the frosting tube again and going back to work.
"Oh?" Mister Cake stopped stirring the cake batter and slunked quietly behind his wife. He slapped a hoof onto Missus Cake's diapered rump and pulled himself close to her body. "Didn't daddy ever tell you not to fib?" Mister Cake spoke softly into Missus Cake's ear.
"Mmph...I guess not," Missus Cake grinned as she twisted her neck to kiss her husband. "I've always been a slow learner."
"Slow learner is right," Mister Cake returned the kiss, rubbing against Missus Cake in a serpent like dance. "Still using your diapers..." His hoof slowly slithered down her side, hooking around to grope at her fluffy diaper crotch. The sensation sent bolts of pleasure down both of the ponies' spines.
Missus Cake gasped, nearly losing her grip on the frosting tube. "C-Carrot! Not now! I need to finish these cupcakes!" She did her best to shoo her groping husband. "And YOU need to take care of that cake batter."
Carrot Cake backed off a little bit and smirked. "Oh I'll take care of it, alright." For the moment, he would let Cup Cake get back to her frosting. He casually trotted over to the large bowl of cake batter and carried it back over to his wife.
Cup Cake had already slipped back into her own little world, greatly focused on the delicate cupcakes that were arranged in lines on the counter. Since Carrot tried to distract her before, it'd take a lot more for her to be pulled away from her work now.
The back of Cup Cake's diaper was slowly pulled away from her coat, releasing a faint waft of urine. In one swift motion, Carrot dumped the cake batter into the diaper as quickly as he could. The cool chocolate cake batter plopped into Cup Cake's opened diaper, tugging it down with the dense plop.
The sensation was more of a shock for the mare and she loudly gasped in response. "Carrot!" She dropped the bag of frosting on top of one of the cupcakes she was working on. Both front hooves darted to the back of her diaper, slamming it shut. The still pouring cake batter dribbled onto her hooves and onto her lower back. The excess chocolate cake batter ended up plopping to the floor, making quite the mess.
The mare spun around to bat Carrot Cake's teasing directly. She managed to fend off his naughty mixing bowl which still had a cup or two of batter left inside. She had a unique mixture of flustered anger and giggling flashing on her face.
"Now look what you've done," Carrot Cake teased with a big grin, placing the mixing bowl on top a nearby table.
Missus Cake huffed, "That cake's for the custom-" She was suddenly silenced by a deep, loving kiss from Carrot. She suddenly relaxed and kissed the stallion back, leaning forward into it with a quiet moan. Her cheeks warmed at the touch of her husband whom she loved so very much. Amidst their kissing session, Carrot pushed her backwards, causing her diapered butt to bump into the edge of the counter. She moaned some more as the softness of the diaper pressed against her backside so tenderly. All of it was wonderful, but it would have to wait. It took all her strength to break the kiss. "W-wait a minute, sweet cheeks. You have a bit of catching up to do before we have our fun."
Carrot frowned at the pause, but smiled again at his playful wife. "Oh? Whatever do you mean?"
She grinned, crouching downwards to casually opening his diaper allowing a waft of cold air to rush into the confines of the padding. Inside, his cock throbbed in anticipation, practically begging for release. In one fell swoop, she snatched a frosted cupcake off the counter and shoved it into Carrot's diaper, pressing it down into the garment before allowing the waist band to snap back. The sweet addition left a sizable lump in the front of the diaper. "I think that should make us even."
Carrot smiled big as he gave her a naughty look, "Oh, I don't think so!"
In a swift thrust, he hugged close to his wife and kissed her deeply while pushing her back towards the counter once again. The cupcake inside his diaper struggled for room as his cock now throbbed amongst the moist and squishy confines. Every move he made steadily agitated the mixture, making it mushy and slippery.
Cup Cake returned the favor by going up and down the stallion's neck with kisses. She now used the counter as support as she leaned on its smooth edge more and more with each back step she took. The heavy cake batter inside her diaper sloshed loudly with each minute movement. Even leaning in to kiss Carrot Cake solicited a chorus of heavy crinkles.
The two ponies moaned as their necks twisted around each other. They felt each other up as every sensual touch was amplified with sexual energy. Kisses were exchanged as their bodies buzzed with mounting arousal.
In the middle of their sensual make out session, Carrot pulled his plump wife into the air, lifting her up onto the counter behind her. A couple of the freshly frosted cupcakes that had the misfortune of being in the way were squished underneath Cup Cake’s thickly diapered rump as the rest of them were pushed aside. Cup Cake gasped quietly as the cake batter inside her diaper loudly squelched about, molding around her plump rump. Blue frosting and vanilla cake smeared across her diaper, making it mildly slick against the counter top. The two ponies made a quick mess of the white counter, but in their lustful stride, neither of them seemed to care.
Hugging his wife close, Carrot began thrusting into her, grinding diaper against diaper. Every hump caused a heavy rumble of plastic as the padding squished and smeared the food even more. With his cock throbbing inside his mushy diaper, he slipped into a rhythm, thrusting into his wife's thick diaper was their joined bodies shook with each hump. Their moans mixed with one another as their bodies hugged close. Occasionally they would exchange kisses, showering each other's necks and upper chests with sensual smooching. The main attraction, however, were the diapers and Cup Cake alone showed all the intincing expressions Carrot needed to keep going.
Cup Cake could feel her butt slide around amongst the cake batter and crushed pastries. Every hump shifted her diaper, brushing the soft inside against her moist and dripping sex. Her breathing became shallow, quick, and practically dripping with arousal.
Cadenced crinkling grew louder as Carrot Cake’s lustful advances compressed the sticky padding of their diapers together. The loud crinkling grew louder as both ponies groaned and fondled each other.
Cup Cake enticed him even farther by hooking her hooves around his waist and groping at his diapered butt. She rubbed her hooves against the dry diaper a few times before shoving them into the diaper to fondle Carrot Cake’s butt directly. That seemed to provoke even harder and more lustful humps from the horny stallion.
Carrot quickened his crinkling humps as he quickly worked himself up to the point of no return. His wife was not too far behind, reading her husband well and feeling her body build up to its own orgasmic climax.
Finally Carrot thrusted into his wife one last time, moaning as loud as possible as he leaned into his wife. His cock began spraying into the cake filled diaper, spraying sticky cum everywhere inside. Cup Cake groped Carrot’s perky rump one final time as she pulled him in for her own earth shaking climax.
Hugged close to one another, the two ponies rode out their own orgasms as both of them shook with intense pleasure. Heated breaths slithered out of their mouths as they quickly expelled whatever pent up energy had built inside of them during their sensual lovemaking. The two remained that way for a good ten minutes or so.
Carrot’s breathing quivered as he slowly pulled his exhausted body off of his wife. His body shivered with intense afterglow as he fought off the strong desire to collapse and pass out right there. His wife was no better off, panting heavily with her tongue lulled out as her diaper clung to the counter with sticky, blue frosting clinging to the outside. In the fallout of their lovemaking, her diapered rump had taken out at least six cupcakes, leaving behind a sticky, cakey smear when she finally pulled off of it.
Mister Cake had a little chuckle as he watched Cup Cake finally slide off the counter. The back of her diaper was now smeared with blue frosting and had a distinct heavy bulge from the smushed cake batter inside. His own diaper was deceptively clean on the outside, hiding the fact that the front was grossly smeared with crushed cupcake and frosting.
Cup Cake needed a moment or two to finally regain her bearings. The intense release left her stunned for a moment as the world around her remained blurry even after she stopped off of the crushed cupcakes. Even her legs struggled to remember their own strength for a moment or two. When she finally returned to reality, she took stock on the damage of their sensual lovemaking. The crushed cupcakes behind her reminded her that she needed to now bake new ones to cover the loss. A good mopping would be needed too, especially with the small puddle of cake batter still on the ground.
“You’ve made quite a mess in here, sweetroll,” she teased her diapered husband as she finished surveying the damage.
“Me?” Carrot Cake answered, playfully shocked, “I believe it was YOUR crinkly butt that crushed those poor cupcakes.” He then gave his diaper front that bulged with the smushed cupcake inside a couple pats, “plus the little sweet treat you gave me.”
“I guess we both did quite a bit of damage. Such big foals,” Cup Cake chuckled, shaking her head. “Big foals in need of a bubble bath when we change,” Cup Cake commented, giving her heavy diaper a little tug. “AFTER we finish the orders.”
Carrot smiled and rolled his eyes, “sure thing, sticky buns, customers first.” And with that, the two hard working ponies went right back to work, their diapers quietly sloshing and squishing along the way.
