Random Lil' Kinks
Chapter 1 - Diapers
Load Full StoryNext ChapterSoarin sighed as he relieved himself in his concealed diaper. He was now glad for the Wonderbolts uniform more than before, knowing it kept the others from seeing that he had a diaper on. He knew it would bring up plenty of awkward conversations. It might even get him kicked off the team! That thought distracted him for a short period of time, causing him to miss the cue to perform the Buccaneer Blaze, and he crashed into the practice arena's clouds. He groaned as he pulled his head out of the cloud, preparing for his chewing out from Spitfire.
But instead, "Soarin, are you alright? You've been getting distracted a lot more than usual. Are you okay?" Soarin froze, unsure how to respond. Spitfire took this as a no. "Look, if you aren't going to be in top form for a while, you can just take a short vacation." Soarin replied halfheartedly. "Yeah, I guess I am tired. I'll go home." Sadly, he started home.
Upon reaching his house in Cloudsdale, Soarin was in a better mood. He had wet his diaper twice on the way back, and couldn't wait to mess around with it. He pulled his key from inside the ground. It was just clouds, after all. He unlocked the door, and stepping in, he placed the key back in the ground, closed the door, and locked it. Walking happily to his large bathroom, he laid down on the yellow clouds that made up his bathroom floor. He pulled off his uniform, and tossed it to the side.
Soarin started slow, first pushing the diaper in random places all over it. He then shoved at the back of the diaper, causing a slight squish. Enjoying the odd feeling that came from his own urine messing up his fur, he groaned in pleasure. Releasing his bowels from the load they were carrying, the diaper started to leak at the corners. Soarin didn't care. Squishing the front in a very specific spot, he groaned again. The diaper leaked more. Soarin felt a very small need, yet it was one that interested him greatly. However, at the moment, it was still to small. So, to build up the sensation, he continued squishing his diaper.
The cloth diaper was soaked. The diaper was leaking, and the cloud probably was too. Still the need was still to small. So Soarin squished the sides, the back, the bottom, and then the front. It still wasn't enough. Soarin rocked back and forth, and then got an idea. He stood up, and then sat on his diapered bum. The need was almost enough. Soarin rocked back and forth. The need was now just barely enough.
He pooped. The feces spread all over the back, slowly creeping to the bottom, to surely reach the front. Some spilled out the sides, so Soarin grabbed what he could, and speed up the process by shoving it in the front. He rocked back and forth, spreading the feces around more, slathering it over his private bits, making it an odd mix of comfortably warm, and unconformably messy. He settled on comfortable. Squishing his hooves on the surface, and then, with hesitance, inside the diaper, left him feeling satisfied.
He pissed once more, the wetness speeding further across the floor. Sighing one last time for the day, he pulled off the diaper, and reached under the sink for a new diaper. There weren't any. Panicking, Soarin knew he would have to go into Ponyville to get more, as Cloudsdale never sold any that could comfortably fit him. So Soarin donned his disguise of neat hair, a vest that, while concealing his wings, would not hinder his flight. He also wiped his butt. It would've gotten him some odd stares from some of Ponyville's residents. He shoved his moon themed bit pouch in his vest. Preparations done, Soarin left through the windows.
He landed out of sight of his destination, Foal Emporium. While it was expensive, those who knew the codeword could quickly be let into the employees only area, where adult diapers were kept. He casually trotted over to the building, with a small hop in his step. He stepped inside via the swinging doors. Walking over to the employee next to the door, he spoke the codeword. The employee nodded, and rand an inconspicuous bell next to the door, and then silently took Soarin to the employees only area, and making sure nopony saw them, he stepped in, Soarin in tow. They walked to the diapers section of storage.
The employee finally spoke. "Hello there! I am know here as Tender Touch. If you don't want to tell me yours I understand, but I will need to know your diaper size." Soarin pointed to a pack on the fourth shelf up. Tender pulled over a stepladder, and climbed up to the top, and snagging the wrapper in her hoof, tossed it down into Soarin's waiting hooves. She stepped down. "There you go! Have fun with that!" She chuckled at that, and then shoved the stepladder back into where it was. Leading Soarin out, she waved and went into another room near the bit register.
Soarin walked over to the bit register, and the employee there. She noted what Soarin was buying, and whistled. She scanned it. "15 bits." Soarin hoofed over the bits, and grabbed his purchase. While walking out the door, he dropped the diapers. He picked it up in his teeth again, and this time left Foal Emporium without any trouble. He opened his wings, and flapped back to Cloudsdale. By this point in the day, or rather night, it was too dark to see normally, so he was safe.
Soarin reached his home, and unlocked his house. He tossed the diapers inside, and then rehid the key. He stepped inside and locked the door. Soarin pickd up the diapers and carried them up to the bathroom. He tore open the top of the package, and pulled out a diaper. He tossed the rest under his sink. He grabbed his baby powder, and laying down, he awkwardly applied it. He closed the cap and set it aside. Reaching for the diaper he had set aside, Soaring bumped the mostly unused toilet. After feeling around a bit, he grabbed his diaper. He unfolded it, and lifting his rear up, put the back of it under his butt. He pulled the front over to where it should be, and then pulled the tapes into place. Soarin stood up. Walking to his bed, Soarin hopped in, and soundly fell asleep.
Author's Note
So. My fetish. Diapers. Mhm. Goodness, I don't think I'm ready for the random down votes on a story people didn't even read!
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