It was a quiet, tranquil evening. The sky was dark, pinpoints of light dotting about it. It was an hour when plenty of ponies were getting to bed. That was the plan of one little pony in particular, at least once he had returned home. He didn't seem to be in the sleeping mood by anypony who observed, little bounces to his trot, just a hint of a hitch in each hindstep. And that wide smile that was spread across his face? Well, somepony was awful pleased with themselves!

This pony's name was Mint and he was, in fact, pretty pleased with himself. Most of the day had been spent with his then girlfriend, a mare that most ponies in town considered to be 'smokin' hot.' Mint did not disagree with this assessment. He considered himself lucky to be with her. And he worried plenty about how he stacked up. He was a shrimp of a pony and he had all these soft features on him. Half the time, he got mistaken for a mare... But she had said she liked that. Sure, her being a good foot taller than him was a little on the embarrassing side, but she never seemed to lord it over him.

And the time spent with her? He tried, really hard to be a good date. They had their fun and even more recently had started to have 'fun.' It was another area that he really worried about stacking up in, but well... he had been called 'her little stud' more than once. Even if she was just trying to make him feel good about himself, that had to count for something, right? It was what he told himself, anyway. She was a good mare for him. He would be a good stallion for her.

He had certainly done his best to perform today. She had him over, they did some lazy little couple things. Enjoyed snacks and the company of each other. Watch some movies... progressively dirtier movies. Oblivious as he could be, it was a pretty obvious cue to pick up on. She had seemed almost insatiable over the course of their tryst, leaving him feeling sore and drained and so deeply satisfied. Even his shower before he left had been met with another quick romp. All in all? It was a pretty amazing day.

He thought back over it and let out a little sigh. He wished it hadn't of had to end there. Spending all night with that wonderful mare would be a welcome thing, but alas... it could not be. He had his reasons. Well, a reason. One singular deeply embarrassing one. A problem that he couldn't lick. He was trying. He was trying like hell to deal with it. But until he did... well, some days he thought about saying screw it. He had almost done that just today, just let things happen and see how it goes. Logic got the better of him. He wasn't positive, but something told him that somepony that special finding out you wet the bed by you wetting their bed was the worst way to go about telling them. He thought on the topic. Would there be a worse way? He didn't really want to think about any worse way of doing that.

Why exactly it was happening to him, well... that was the question of the hour. It was the question of a lot of hours. The latest diagnosis had been that it was stress. Anxiety, him being away from home, his work, how he tried to maintain a certain appearance for some ponies... well, a lot of things could be it. He had tried an array of solutions, none of them seeming to do much of anything. He was an alchemist by trade and hoped to find something there, but so far it looked fruitless.

He ran through another possible recipe in his head as he finally trudged into his apartment and got himself ready for bed. Thankfully, he had a studio apartment all to himself. No worries about roommates catching sight of his indiscretion. He didn't have many ponies over here either, mostly just for not having the space to entertain, but the worry they might end up uncovering something they shouldn't had him paranoid as well.

He found himself flushing red as he arranged the stack of cloth on the floor, carefully laying down to scoot over it. The solution to a wet bed was diapers. And with a persistent issue such as his... one turned to cloth. Or at least, they had been suggested to him. By a mare who had looked at him with all the gaze of a pony who knew exactly what was going on. But he couldn't disagree with her assessment. It was more economical for him.

It wasn't the easiest thing to do, getting himself diapered, but he had gotten adept enough at it, applying plenty of powder along his waist. He had made the mistake of not using it originally and he had grown to really appreciate the substance, the context of it non-withstanding.

The padding was folded upwards and snugly pinned into place, the zony carefully tugging a pair of plastic pants over himself once they were on. They were just a plain white and fit snugly along his waist. Intended to catch the leaks and make sure they his bed stayed dry, as was the point.

He let himself flop back for a moment when it was done, feeling ridiculous for not the first time. Here he was, a 'little stud' now dressed up like a little foal. If there was ever a picture of irony... well, he really hoped that it wasn't this moment. That would be awful if it was this moment! He rolled himself back over and awkwardly stood up to pull on his pajamas. Entirely a redundancy, but one that he actually enjoyed. They were comfortable and they made for nice loungy wear. There was just something about them. Sure, the bottoms ended up quite a bit snug for obvious reasons, but it didn't diminish the coziness. And he hoped that it would give him a little bit of cover should the worst come to pass.

Properly prepared, Mint crawled his way into bed, tucking himself beneath the blankets. He was pretty tuckered out from the day, sleep rather quickly over taking the little pony. He managed another smile as he drifted off. Problems or not, this was going to be a really, really nice sleep.

A few things came to Mint as he woke up. The first was that he was right, that had been an amazing sleep, he felt... well, still pretty awesome. The second was that usual sensation of a cold damp at his groin. The third was that the leg that was wrapped around him was so, so comfortable... and the fourth was a sudden deep-seated panic as he realized there was a leg wrapped around him, his body starting to thrash and squirm in the hold. The leg wiggled, then gave a little squeeze... and the voice of his girlfriend rang into his ear

“Well well, somepony's awake, huh? Morning, sweetheart!” She giggled. She had that sweet sort of giggle, not condescending but just... well, sweet. And fun. But in this situation? He was worried just what she was giggling about. “Sorry if I startled you. Kinda... snuck in. Tired of you never staying over, so I decided to come over. Wondering why you never stay...” Her hoof rubbed slowly down his body, then raised to drum playfully onto his crotch, continuing to gently work against him to make those pants crinkle. “Not because of these, is it?”

“I-It's...” Mint was struggling to respond, his words giving way to a little squeak. This was bad. He was sure that this was bad, awful, horrible. He was about to see the end of his relationship for sure. And if she decided to tell anypony about this... well, it was just time to leave town, that's all.

“Silly filly” she teased, nuzzling the back of her head. “Reminds me...” Her hoof worked at him again, then pulled away “And wet. Want a change~?” Another giggle. “It's really okay, Minty... I can understand why you didn't say anything.” Her hoof squeezed him back to herself “But I really wish you had. You think this erases any of what you are?” She smiled a sheepish smile “...granted maybe I have a bias cause I think it looks cute.” A nudge of her her pressed into him “C'mon, speak.”

That thing was a thing he had been trying to do, but just doing it... words wouldn't come! If he was understanding things right though? Well, maybe he should make sure he was understanding things right. “...s-so. You're... NOT leaving me?”

Which got legitimate laughter out of her. Short-lived but very much there “Oho, I'm.. I'm sorry.” She sucked in a deep breath “You tell a good joke... if I was gonna do that, would I have stayed all night? You're a clever colt, think about that one.” Another nudge “And hey, stand up... let me see you properly~”

Mint braced on the bed, not wanting to get out of it, she would SEE... what she had already seen, what she knew was there. And she had a point. She wasn't screwing with him, this absolutely wonderful mare... “...y-you're... really the best Lightning, you know that?” He looked back to her with a smile, slowly standing up to his hooves, wheeling along in a circle before her, cringing a little as the wet material continued to rub up against him.

“I had some idea of that, yes.” She replied, playfully smug over his compliment. A little swooning over his state “Super cute jammies too. And you couldn't show me any of this?” She put on a pouty face, rolling onto her back. “My little stud comes in cute foal flavor too and I don't get to know.” She grinned “...now I know though. This mean I can expect a little company in bed from now on?”

“...yes.” It was the most sure he had sounded since he had woken up, but he was very definite about that answer. He had nothing to hide now. And spending his nights in his mares hooves could be just what he needed. He settled back into bed to nuzzle against her. It had certainly been a nice way to wake up, anyway.

“Fantastic!” She exclaimed, kissing him on the forehead “And I've got... something else I wanna try. You'll see. Just... come over tonight, okay? She swatted him on the rear, eliciting a crinkle and a yelp. “Be ready to stay the weekend. I've got a few things to prepare myself, alright?” A devious look in her eyes now.

“...yeah, alright.” Something else? Things to prepare? That look? It all added up to something. Just what, especially right this second? He had no idea and that was just driving him nuts. He could ask. She wouldn't answer, he knew that. And something about not knowing was just as exciting. Surprises could be fun, right? Plus, after the events that had just unfolded, what could be bad about it?

“Goodie~” She planted a deep kiss onto his lips, then pulled back “Seeya tonight then Minty~” And then she was out the window. Likely the same way that she had gotten herself inside. He closed the window behind her, then started stripping himself down. He would need to get through the day's laundry if he wanted to be prepared. Something told him that the weekend to come was going to be a very, very interesting one...

Author's Note

A little start to a little something. This idea grew out of small worldbuilding from roleplays that I've done and I decided I wanted to put more words behind it.