Rumble's Padded Weekend

“Wake up sleepy head”

Rumble cracked open his eyes to be greeted by the smiling face of a purple mare with a bright pink bow on her head, and like every morning, he was also greeted by the cold damp padding between his back legs. He could hear the taps of raindrops outside.

“Morning Flitter. Why did the weather team think that Saturday was a good day for rain? Why not a weekday?” He grumbled as he eased out of bed. The soggy padding drooped causing him to lose his balance with a wet squish. The diaper had swollen quite a bit and was close to leaking. This bulk is going to take some getting use to. Also, I really did a number on this one last night. Probably didn’t help that I used it before bed. Flitter was trying her best to not break into a fit of laughter as she watched the foal stumble into the bathroom.

After a quick shower, he trotted downstairs toward breakfast.

“Good morning Rumble. Sleep well?”

“Yeah, I was just bummed about…”

“Anyway, you remember the bet that you lost yesterday” Cloudchaser interrupted.

“Yes, what about it?” he said while munching.

“We were thinking of playing dress up with you”

I expected as much. Eh it’s raining, and a bet is a bet.

“Fair enough, just no make-up or any of that” he replied as he could see the excitement growing in Flitter.

“Ohh I am so excited, you are going to look so adorable” Flitter squeaked as she darted upstairs.

“Just no pictures, or telling anypony”

“Of course” Cloudchaser said with a smirk. Rumble felt more uneasy about this than before. Which was soon solved by a plate of cookies being pushed toward him with a glass of milk. They tasted a bit different than before. I guess Cloudchaser isn’t as at making cookies as Flitter. Cloudchaser grinned as she watched him eat the cookies. She was getting what she wanted either way.

“Thanks, this will mean the world to my sister” she said as she took him upstairs with her.

Rumble’s became very confused when she walked past both of their rooms and straight toward the nursery. Flitter was there with an unfolded diaper on the changing station, and a bright blue hoofed sleeper to her right. Rumble was frozen and speechless.

“We both thought you look so cute in your little diaper last night that we wanted to watch you in them some more. You don’t have to use them or anything, I just thought that you would look super cute” Flitter began to get quieter and quieter and stepped back. She has been so nice to me and never has asked anything in return. I guess there’s no harm in fulfilling her little fantasy. Rumble thought as he began to see a tear forming in Flitter’s eye.

“As long as I get some more of your cookies, and NO ONE finds out about this. Anyway, a deal is a deal and if it would make you happy” he rambled as he rubbed his head against her. Flitter grabbed him and squeezed him tight in a loving hug.

“Thank you for doing this, up we go little foal” she said as she placed him on the thick, soft, padding.

“Don’t think I needed to have powder put on” he said as he sat up with a crinkle. He managed to stand with the thick padding on this time.

“Habit I suppose”

“So, what now?” Rumble asked.

“Since, it is raining, and you probably don’t want to go anywhere, we could play a game like Jenga” Cloudchaser said with a smile.

“Oh, if you need to use the bathroom, let one of us know, and we can help you remove the diaper. Or don’t, it’s not like either of us would mind if you used it” Flitter added.

“Noted, and Jenga sounds good” he replied as they trotted downstairs to the living room to play. With a audible as he plopped his padded rear down. The padding provided a comfy seat on the floor as Cloudchaser set up the tower. I guess I never realized how comfy these were. Flitter plopped down a plate of sugar cookies, with rainbow sprinkles.

“A small thanks for going along with this” she said with a smile. They looked incredible and tasted just as amazing as they looked. He felt a strange sensation move throughout his body, but he paid it no mind as he scarfed down some more of the cookies.

“How do I even do this?” Rumble whined at the current state of the Jenga tower.

“I thought you said you were good at Jenga” Cloudchaser teased.

Rumble suddenly felt a hot stream of liquid trickling down his fur and into the thirsty diaper. What? What? What?!? I didn’t even feel it coming. I guess I really had to go. Might as well finish. He thought as he relaxed more and felt the warm padding swell. He was completely oblivious to the two mares trying their best to keep a straight face as they looked at each other and back at Rumble. They soon calmed down and put on straight faces as Rumble finished emptying his bladder.

“I usually am fairly good at Jenga…” He replied sheepishly as he shifted his leg with a warm squish snapping him back into reality. It had dawned on him what he had just done.

“Looks like a foal may need a change? Is there something you need to say Rumble?” Cloudchaser teased as she pointed at his sodden, yellow crotch.

“I… uhh…” He stammered as he suddenly felt very small, and scared. He didn’t know how to respond. A warm, soft, purple wing surrounded his body, dragging him across the floor, and into the smooth, silky, fur of Flitter.

“We did say he could use them if he wanted. I mean no harm in using something for its intended purpose” she said as she squeezed Rumble, before relaxing her wing.

“Yeah, I thought this was what you wanted” Rumble replied gaining some confidence.

“It’s fine, neither of us mind that you used your diaper, Rumble. No one is going to know. Anyway, Flitter finds it very cute” Cloudchaser replied as Flitter’s gave a harsh glance at Cloudchaser.

“Anyway, how about some lunch?” Cloudchaser said, breaking the silence.

“I think a little foal might need a change first” Flitter added as she plopped rumble on her back with a wet squish.

“That would be nice” Rumble’s voice vibrated as he was jostled upstairs.

“So, just between you and me, did you have an accident” she whispered as she ripped off the tapes of the soaked diaper. Rumble shivered as a cold wet wipe washed away the urine on his fur.

“I promise I won’t tell anypony, even Cloudchaser” she added as she coated Rumble’s lower area in a thick paste.

“What is that stuff, it feels weird”

“Diaper cream. Don’t want you getting a rash now do we”

“No, and just between you and me, I may have gotten a little distracted and focused on the game to notice that I had to go” he whispered back as he was greeted by the soft cocoon of padding encasing his lower half.

“It happens more than you think to young foals and fillies. At least you were mature enough to admit it” she said giving him a gentle tap on his padded flank. He smiled back as they both went downstairs.

“I hope you like carrot dogs Rumble” Cloudchaser said.

“You know I do” he replied as he scarfed down a few of the delicious treats on his plate. He still kinda felt funny. Perhaps the carrots didn’t agree with him. The feeling soon passed as they all finished eating.

“I think I am going to read my newest Daring Do book for a while”

“Sure, why not bring it down into the living room and we can make it a reading party”

Rumble flew upstairs to grab his book and bring it back down. He lay on his stomach and eagerly began to read his book for a few hours.

“Do you think…I’m sure…I can’t wait…I think something else can’t wait as well” The two mares whispered to each other.

Rumble was entranced by the adventures of Daring Do and didn’t even notice the two mares talking, or how much time had passed. He didn’t really care anyway, he cared more about how Daring Do was going to get out of that cave. His stomach felt funny again. I ate to many of those cookies. He thought as he continued reading. Pfzzt, some gas escaped his rear. He glanced up to make sure Flitter and Cloudchaser didn’t hear and he went back to his book. I will just finish this chapter and then ask them to use the bathroom. He thought as he went back to reading. Unknown to him Flitter and Cloudchaser had both put their books down slightly and had their eyes glued on his padded rear as they chuckled under their breath.

A sharp pain from Rumble’s gut snapped him out of his book. Maybe I should stop now. He thought as he stood up. Blarrrttt, a firm mass began to make its way out of his small body. His tail lifted instinctually as he began to involuntarily push. A large, lumpy mess began to press against the soft lining of the diaper. Flitter and Cloudchaser watched the bulge forming. Slowly, the warm sludge, with nowhere else to go, began to force itself downward, as the poor foal kept pushing out more and more mush. Finally, with his diaper filled to the brim, the onslaught stopped, and the fowl scent of his deed reached his nose. What have I done? He thought as the heavy load tugged down on his diaper forcing it to sag. He felt his bladder give way adding to the mixture in his diaper. A tear began to form in his eye.

“Smells like Rumble has a surprise for you Flitter” Cloudchaser teased as she pressed her hoof into the lump in the back of his diaper. Squishing the slimy mess further around his diaper.

“Oh Rumble, are you feeling okay, maybe lunch didn’t sit well”

“Maybe” he sniffled as a familiar soft, purple wing grabbed him and dragged him across the floor. Causing him to land right in his own filth. Squashing it into every corner of the diaper. Flitter’s warm hug was all he needed as he hugged her tight. Her wing seemed to shield him from the outside world and dried his tears.

“Shhh, it’s all right, no harm was done. Everypony gets sick from time to time, we were just fortunate enough that you were wearing some protection. Think how much worse it would have been if you were not wearing that diaper. Now how about a nice bath” she cooed as she gently stroked his mane.

“A bath would be nice” he meekly replied as Flitter gently lifted him onto her back and took him upstairs.

“Try to stand on your hind legs, you can lean against the side of the shower” she said grabbing the shower head. Rumble complied and could feel the weight of the load in his rear squishing between his legs.

“Perfect, thanks, this will makes things a lot easier and faster” Rumble could hear the tub water pouring into the tub as Flitter ripped off the tapes. The dirty diaper hit the ground with a splat, Rumble kept his eyes closed. He was to ashamed to see the mess he had created. Flitter tossed the used diaper into the trash and hummed as she sprayed the filth that was caked onto Rumble’s rear. The warm water washed away all the manure that clung to his fur and was soothing. After the water stopped, he opened his eyes to see himself being gently placed into a soothing tub of warm water.

“I bet that feels nice” she said as she began to wash his mane. Normally, Rumble would protest this, but he just didn’t have the energy, and this was nice. So, he just let Flitter bath him as she hummed a nursery rhyme. This isn’t so bad. I forgot how nice it was to be cared for like this. He thought as Flitter rubbed the plush towel against his fur. His now empty stomach growled for sustenance.

Soon he was in a nice, clean, thick diaper.

“Rumble, you know what would look super cute and would probably be comfy” she said pulling out a bright blue hoofed sleeper. “It would also keep you warm, which is important if you are sick”

Rumble was too hungry to put up a fight as he stepped into the soft outfit. He felt the warmth envelope him as Flitter zipped the back of the sleeper. He popped both of his wings out and they both went downstairs.

“How about some nice oats Rumble” Cloudchaser offered.

“I am starved, I could eat anything” he said scarfing down two large bowls of oats.

“Since, you were such a good foal for Flitter, I decided we should watch the new Daring Do movie” she said as she walked into the living room with a roll of film under her wing.

“I didn’t think that was even out of the local theater?” Rumble excitedly squeaked.

“We sit for the theater owner. As a favor, she lets us borrow extra copies of films”

Rumble was so excited as he dashed off to the couch in the living room. Flitter joined after putting the dishes in the sink. Sitting right next to Rumble, she extended her wing around the small foal. Rumble smiled and rested his head against the mare as the movie began to play.

About halfway through the movie, Cloudchaser got up and asked,

“Do you want something to drink Rumble, chocolate milk perhaps? How about you sis?” she said as she strolled across the room.

“That would be awesome” Rumble replied, he never really got chocolate milk at his house. Only on special occasions.

“I’m fine, thanks for offering”

Soon she came back with a bottle of water under one wing and what looked like an orange sippy cup under the other.

“We are out of clean cups, I’ll do the dishes in the morning, I hope you don’t mind using this, you do already look the part”

“Chocolate milk is still chocolate milk, no matter what container it is in. Thanks for the milk” he replied as he grabbed the orange cup from the mare and began sucking down the sweet liquid.

The milk had an unfortunate side effect of making him a bit sleepy. Rumble was struggling to keep his tired eyes open towards the end of the film.

“Rumble are you ready to go to bed” Flitter whispered as the credits rolled by. Glancing down at the tired foal, who was fast asleep.

“Do you think we over did it?” Flitter asked as she picked up Rumble.

“Look how happy that foal looks” Cloudchaser whispered, pointing at a very content looking Rumble sleeping on Fillter’s back.

“I suppose, anyway he does look so cute” she said putting him in bed.

“Anyway, you remember what she said” Cloudchaser replied closing the door.