Author's Note

Just a warning, this chapter does have a messing scene, so if you're not comfortable with that you don't have to read this.

Smolder's Very Good Friends

For whatever reason, be it the pacifier in her mouth, the added softness of the diaper hugging her rear or even that bottle of milk, Smolder slept a lot more soundly than she usually did. In fact you could almost say she slept like a baby.

As she slept, Smolder’s thoughts turned to some most unusual areas. She faintly recalled dreaming about being an actual baby, riding around in a foal buggy and dressed in adorable baby clothes, while her friends seemed much older. They were like her parents, parading her around and showing off their little one to all of Ponyville.

All good things must come to an end eventually, however. As much as Smolder may have liked to fantasize and dream about being cared for like a little baby, she could not stay asleep forever and needed to wake up. With a rather cute yawn she stretched her limbs, still in a somewhat drowsy state.

But even in this state, the dragon with a coat of orange could tell that something wasn’t right. As she moved to get up she felt an almost foreign sensation in her diaper, a sense of fullness. And was it her imagination or did the room suddenly have a strong odor to it?

“Could it be?!” Smolder thought as she threw off the covers and looked down at her diaper. Sure enough, the pristine white padding was disturbed by a noticeable bulge. It didn’t take a genius to figure out what the full sensation was and what was causing the smell. It appeared that the dragon had suffered an accident while asleep. That was odd, she didn’t remember feeling a need to use the bathroom. “Maybe I just wasn’t paying attention earlier or something?” She thought and contemplated, alone with only her inner ponderings and the smell. The stench made thinking rather difficult.

The dragon shook her head. “I’ll worry about the how and why later,” She told herself as she reluctantly got up from the bed. No one else was around to take care of her accident, so it fell to her to change herself and get cleaned up. “Right now, I need to get a new diaper on before I get a rash. There’s no way I’ll be able to explain that to any creature.”

The lingering odor may not have been as pugnant as the time Spike had started molting but even to Smolder it was still an unpleasant smell that she didn’t want to have to put up with. Good thing she’d had the foresight to buy baby supplies and keep them close at claw. At first she’d only bought them to complete the sensation of being a little one, using her diapers had been something she’d put off thinking about. That is, until she’d actually used one and now couldn’t ignore the after effects.

Just as she was about to grab the wet wipes and foal powder with her claws, however, the door knob started to turn. At that the dragon froze! Her friends had put up a “Do Not Disturb” sign, but who knows how long it had been since they’d left. What if the sign had fallen off or someone else was coming to check up on her because it was so late? Or what if it was someone who didn’t care about privacy and was going to barge in anyway? If any other creature saw her in this state, she was sure to be humiliated to no end!

Yet Smolder knew there was nowhere she could hope to hide. Even if she could find a place out of wandering eyes, the smell would surely give her away. If even she noticed it then other creatures would be sure to recognize it as well.

Briefly she thought about opening a window and making a leap for it, maybe run away before she could be exposed! But the dragon decided against it! She’d have to sprint all the way across the school in her current state, which would only increase the odds that someone would identify her and catch her. To say nothing of what the landing would do to her already bulging diaper. Plus, where would she go to get cleaned up? Doing it in a river or pond would be just gross, yet she doubted she could get away with asking for a hose or a rain cloud.

While the dragon worried so much about all of this, the door swung open! And into the room trotted...

... all of Smolder’s friends, what a relief!

“Hey, Smolder,” Sandbar greeted, he didn’t seem to notice the smell yet. “Sorry for being gone so long but the line at Sugarcube Corner took forever! It’s like everyone in town wanted a milkshake all of a sudden.”

Smolder found herself unable to blush, her cheeks felt like they were on fire. It didn’t matter that her friends were in on her secret, this was not something she’d wanted to surprise them with. And it was only a matter of time until they found out.

“What’s the matter?” Ocellus questioned when she saw the troubled look on Smolder’s face. “You don’t look very happy to see us.”

“Um, w-well…” Smolder gulped and sheepishly trailed off while she twiddled her claws in a nervous and telling manner. If that didn’t convey something was wrong, nothing would.

Fortunately, Silverstream smelled the source of the problem and immediately plugged her nose. “Smolder, not that I mean to be rude but you smell horrible!”

“Is dragon molting again? Yaks thought dragons only molt once.” Yona pondered in confusion, not quite processing what the smell really meant.

But Gallus (who was holding his nose) correctly deduced. “Don’t tell me, you made a mess in your diaper, didn’t you?”

“Um, sorry?” Smolder blushed as the smell of her shame became known to all. “Guess I’m more of a baby than I realized. I didn’t think it smelled nearly this bad though, but maybe that’s just me.”

“And I thought my little sister was stinky!” Sandbar exclaimed as he fanned a hoof across his nose and then rushed to open a window to ventilate the room! “Still, better your diaper than the floor or the bed sheets. But now we better get you changed, no telling how long you’ve been in that dirty diaper.”

One by one a chorus of “Not It!” rang out through the room, and the one who was slowest to answer was a very unlucky Ocellus.

“Sorry, Ocellus, but better you than us,” Gallus somewhat apologized. “After all, you said you could turn into something that can’t smell.”

“I’ll go get a bucket of water and some soap!” Silverstream volunteered and quickly rushed out of the room.

Ocellus, meanwhile, transformed into a pig. “Pigs roll around in their own filth from what Professor Applejack taught me,” She explained. “So pigs are definitely the last ones to be bothered by stinky smells. Still gonna have to move fast though, because I’m not sure how long my pig nose will hold.”

“Don’t worry, I’ll walk you through it,” Smolder offered. “I… did sort of help change a diaper once. Remember how I told you about that mare and her child?”

Gallus nodded. “Never took you for a diaper changer. But now I’m glad you learned. Just tell Ocellus what to do and be quick about it!”

And when Silverstream returned with a bucket of warm water and soap for Ocellus to wash her hooves in (even transformed they would still be changing a used diaper and it was always proper procedure to wash your hooves after doing that), the changeling that was now a pig set to work.

Smolder reluctantly lay down on the changing mat that had been added free of charge when she bought the wipes and powder, trying not to scrunch her nose up when her diaper compressed as a result. “No wonder foals cry when they do number two, this is so unpleasant. Although, having someone take care of my dirty diaper feels strangely relaxing.” She thought to herself.

Ocellus moved quickly and carefully the whole way through, undoing the tabs and letting the diaper fall from Smolder’s waist. Then she grasped it and unceremoniously tossed it out the window, Gallus was already there to bury it deep beneath the soil.

Ocellus (with help from Sandbar) then took the wet wipes and cleaned Smolder’s coat to the best of her ability, before sprinkling in several helpings of foal powder that caused Smolder to sneeze. Then the new diaper was unfolded, slid under the dragon’s rump, and taped up securely. And when the process was done Ocellus quickly washed her hooves before turning back.

Smolder sat up in her freshly powdered diaper and the window was closed once Gallus came back in. The infantile scents of cornstarch and lavender quickly replaced the previous stinky smell. And everyone was glad to breath in the more pleasing aromas.

“What a relief!” Gallus exclaimed! “Smolder, on a scale of one to ten that was clearly an eleven! And I mean it!”

“Oh come on, you’ve smelled worse!” Smolder retorted.

“Yak not care about bad smells, Yona not want to think about them,” Yona pleaded. “Yona vote to change subject.” Everyone nodded in unison.

Smolder was the first one to speak up. “I’m… surprised you guys aren’t really bothered by all of this baby stuff. Aside from when I…” She coughed into a claw. “You know.”

“Well you do look cute, Smolder.” Sandbar explained.

“But it’s more than that, isn’t it?” The dragon pondered. “Something you guys aren’t telling me.”

Suddenly the room became deathly still and all of the dragon’s friends (or at least all of them except Gallus for some reason) started to look nervous.

In a somewhat shyer tone of voice, Sandbar began to explain to his dragon friend. “W-well, let’s just say that you’re not the only creature who’s been in diapers despite being at an age where they shouldn’t need them.”

Ocellus was the first to confess. “I first wore diapers when I transformed into a baby pony and realized a little too late why they wear them. It was only supposed to be a transformation thing, but I started liking how soft and crinkly they felt. It was kind of like wearing a pillow on your butt.”

Silverstream spoke next. “Growing up underwater, we never had diapers or other baby things. We just kind of went to the bathroom wherever and let the ocean clean us up. After I started seeing other creatures wearing diapers, I got curious and tried them on,” Her tone of voice became somewhat more energetic as she added. “And I loved them! I still wear them a little whenever I’m alone, but I never wanted to confess to that until now. It’s a lot easier knowing my friends do it too.”

Yona appeared to blush as she explained. “Yak get put in diapers once by Counselor Starlight, she say it help yak with stress. Counselor turn out to be right, Yona feel all relaxed and cared for with diaper on. So Yona ask for more diapers. Diapers hard to fit on yak though, but Yona find way.”

“I never wore diapers after I grew out of them,” Sandbar confessed. “But you know how my younger sister is still in diapers? Well, she’s actually supposed to be potty trained but Mom and Dad have decided to let her stay in diapers for a little longer. They kept me in diapers longer than most ponies my age, but I didn’t mind, I think they wanted my sister to have time to enjoy her diapers like I did. Plus, that way they can train her with the toilet instead of using a training potty.”

All eyes fell upon Gallus, who simply replied. “What? I never wore diapers as a baby griffon, we don’t believe in them. And even when I found out about them I could never get into them. Didn’t like how you were supposed to use them,” He cringed briefly before he added. “Still, I guess other creatures look kind of cute in them. As long as I don’t have to change them I don’t mind it.”

“So you see, Smolder,” Ocellus smiled. “We know what it’s like to have this kind of secret, it’s probably something a lot of other creatures have besides us. It doesn’t mean we think any differently of you because of that.”

Yona added. “Diapers or not, dragon is still Smolder, our friend. And we love her no matter what she wears or how she smells. Group hug!”

All of Smolder’s friends gathered close to their diapered friend and pulled her in for a group hug before she could utter a syllable in protest. Sandbar even delighted in popping her pacifier back into her mouth to complete the look.

As the hug ended, Silverstream then grinned. “Now that we all know each other's secrets, you know what this means, right?! We totally need to have a padded get together, like a slumber party or something! And the four of us can all wear diapers!”

“I’d be down for that,” Sandbar smiled. “And you can help me, Gallus.”

“Do I have to?” Gallus pouted. “I’m not very good with babies.”

Sandbar chuckled. “Which is why you need all the practice you can get. Isn’t that right, girls?”

Silverstream, Yona, Ocellus, and Smolder all giggled in response but seemed to agree with what Sandbar had said.

Smolder in particular felt strangely delighted by the idea. “I guess having good friends in on your secret isn’t such a bad thing. It’s one of those perks of having friends, you can trust them with almost anything.” She thought, comfortable with the knowledge that she would no longer need to hide her cute side from them. Heck, she’d even found a couple of diaper playmates.