Author's Note
A wild diaper fic appears! Wow, and I'm only a whole season late. I meant to have this finished for the start of winter, but that failed. But better late than never I say. I needed a break from life and Monster Hunter World anyways.
This is hopefully the revival myself as a purveyor of padded ponies for the masses, as I have some stories in the works. Regardless, enjoy, hope this short little fic is palatable for you all.
And as per the usual, this story contains diapers, wetting, and messing, so If you like that good, and if you don't also good, just either skip this one or don't stink up the comments too much. Thanks.
Warming Up
The first few snowflakes of the season melted on the windowsill of Fluttershy's cottage. Through the panes of frosted glass she stood within her kitchen placing a kettle onto the stove.
"I sure hope someone doesn't spike my tea with some sort of laxative. That would be a real shame, seeing as how I just tapped these fresh clean pamps on my tushy."
She glanced at Angle and held her dramatic swoon far longer than she had wanted to before she sharply cleared her throat. The busy bunny's ears perked as he remembered his queue. He leapt up onto the counter and emptied a small vial into the still steaming kettle while the yellow pony pretended not to see him.
"Oh well, I'm sure nothing like that would ever happen to me. Time to give it a little taste."
Fluttershy took several small sips from her mug before toting it into the living room where she had a few small pillows arranged for her comfort. A couple more slurps resounded as she placed the cup beside the sprawled out pages of the book she was in the middle of reading.
An hour or so passed in sweet silence save for the rustling of page, the roar of the fire place and the gentle crinkling of a diaper. Her heart fluttered as she felt that familiar pressure building for so long, but she knew it was not yet the time for it.
Let it build, she thought, you know you want to flood your diapers, not just wet them.
The clock continued to tick away, her body hard at work processing cup after cup of piping hot cocoa. And with each chocolaty sip the effects of her secret ingredient worked their magic. She could feel her bladder swelling under the pressure and her bowls groaning as their gears spun to life. Soon enough, the sheer force swelling within her was too much to let her concentrate on reading. She got up and waddled to her bedroom to grab some moral support.
Fluttershy let the door creak open, letting a thin sliver of light from the hallway fall onto the multitude of stuffed animals lounging around her bed. She eyed them all wondering who should revel in her soon to be messy night of pleasure. One of their beady little eyes sparkled in darkness, which clued Fluttershy in on who the lucky plushy should be.
"Why hello there Mr. Llama," she greeted as she gave his snout a kiss "Hope I'm not interrupting anything with your friends here, but would you mind if we had a little fun?"
Fluttershy brought him up to her ear and paused to hear his response, then planted a kiss onto hiss soft snout.
"I thought so. Come here, let's cut straight to the fun stuff."
Friend in hoof, she returned to the living room amidst the gurgling of her stomach. She fought through the very real pain in her stomach to display her faux surprise at Angel's actions.
"Oh no, something must have been wrong with that hot cocoa, I feel my tummy rumbling. Whatever shall I do?"
Fluttershy curled back up on to her pillow and writhed from the sheer force building in her belly. Her wings curled against the strain of containing the sloshing mess stirring within her frail body. Ever passing moment was a fight to contain it. In a desperate attempt to further contain herself, she shoved Mr. Llama into the crinkly folds of her diaper. She grinded against her cushy companion, but in the act of doing so caused urine to spurt out from her. Her diaper comforted her amidst her yelps of despair, soaking up the escaping droplets. Unable to win in the fight against her bladder, she gave up and let it all seep out and into the padding. Warmth radiated out, a small aid amidst the chill of winter creeping in from outside. Mr. Llama was buried deeper into her diaper, her body instinctively grooving against him in the rhythm of love. Despite the failure of her bladder, her bowls still gnawed at her as they grumbled. Her grinding continued amidst the bellowing of her belly, begging her to cave in and push it all out.
When the struggling mare reached her breaking point, she ceased her passionate thrusts and lifted her flank into the air. The churning in her stomach reverberated throughout her living room, but her diaper was not yet erupting in an explosive mess. Angel cast a worried look at the yellow pony profusely sweating and grunting in front of her.
"Don't... worry Angel Bunny. A little backed up from holding it in, I think. Just gotta... give it a little push and... It'll all come..."
Her words trailed off as the unrelenting squelching of her bowls voiding quelled the gurgling. Her diaper drooped even lower than it already was, just hovering off the wooden floor of her cottage. The solid cork of shit was popped off, letting the diarrhea slurry that fermented within her to obtain the freedom of her sopping wet diaper. An audible squelch squealed as Fluttershy's padding struggled to contain the sheer force of her mess coursing through the absorbent interior. Pools of urine and semi-solid slush gathered around the stressed out leg guards while more of the rapidly escaping excrement found refuge on the surface of the yellow pony's plump flank.
With her diaper now fully used, she turned her attention back to her plushy. She began her love a new, starting her humping nice and slow so that the two of them could fully enjoy the fresh load in her disposable pant. The rank stink of her load intensified with every press of her padding against her dear Mr. Llama. His stuffed snout of soaked up the stink as he graciously obliged in her eager humping. Mush slide up and down her crotch as her pace quickened. Her diaper was brought to its edge, just barely managing to serve as the vessel for her voracious love making. With each subsequent push its white shell soured into a dirty yellow that ran from the base of her tail to the very front of the diaper where the tapes rested.
In her impassioned throes, her pace quickened. She rammed into Mr. Llama faster and harder in pure desperation, her mind devoid of all thought and purpose other than the smell, sight, and feel of her diaper and its filth ridden contents smoothly gliding across her lover. With a final thrust, she achieved that ultimate bliss that clouded her mind with insatiable lust. Mr. Llama fell beside her as she twitched in the afterglow.
Fluttershy breathed in the lovely scent of the mashed up mixture wafting up from her now somewhat leaky diaper and closed her eyes.
***
In the glow of sunset, a merry band of ponies walked down the lightly frosted meadows that lead to a certain yellow pegasus' humble abode.
"Does Fluttershy's cottage usually smell this bad? It's almost worse than your barn AJ"
"Must be you're upper lip Rainbow Dash, cause I don't smell anything."
"That's cause your used to smelling crap all day."
"I have to agree with Dash for once on this one, it does smell rather foul all of a sudden."
"Yeah, it smells like the Pound and Pumpkin Cakes diaper pail when I go over to babysit."
"Don't worry about it girls, one of her bigger animals probably just has tummy ache or something. All the more reason why she'll love these tasty smelling cookies Pinkie baked to celebrate the first snowfall of the season."
And with that, the five ponies arrived on Fluttershy's doorstep and knocked on her door, each of them holding their breath from the foul wind drifting out of the cottage.
