Chapters Pinkie stood in absolute darkness as her heart pumped a mile a minute. She pressed her back against the wall as her eyes peered out the tiny slits in the closet door. The small opening only offered a minuscule vantage point for the panicked pony. From her place in the shadows, she stared out into the nursery that stretched before her.
A dresser and crib were among the few things Pinkie could pick out in the dim evening light. A soft blue night light plugged into the wall illuminated two small ponies slumbering soundly inside the wooden crib. But if she squinted extra hard she could see the changing table on the far off wall. She stared at the table with a fleeting feeling of envy as a soft crinkling squeezed between her legs. But she had to count her blessings. She was lucky enough to get what she had already.
A glimmer of light illuminated the room as the nursery door was opened. Amber light from the hallway poured into the room as a silhouetted mare crept into the room. Mrs. Cake tip-toed further into the quiet room, taking great strides to not wake up the slumbering foals that slept so soundly on the other side of the room. She glided into the room with the softest of steps, peering down into the crib to see the two foals Pumpkin and Pound peacefully curled up in their blankets and tucked in so snuggly.
Cold sweat beaded on Pinkie’s head as she watched the motherly mare take her time with checking on her children. Smoothing out the foals’ blanket, replacing any stuffed animals that fell out during the night, and then giving both foals a kiss on the forehead. Mrs. Cake cherished each second of her adorable children, it was tough to pull away so quickly from such a tranquil scene. Finally, after what felt like hours to the panicked Pinkie, Cup Cake crept back out of the room, turning off the light and carefully shutting the door behind her.
Silence fell back on the room as Pinkie continued to hold her breath, pressing her back against the closet wall. She dared not let out a single breath until she knew for sure the coast was clear. She listened as the hoofsteps moved away from the room, slowly fading out as Mrs. Cake returned downstairs. A few more minutes passed and Pinkie didn’t move. She wanted to make extra sure Cup Cake wasn’t coming back.
At long last Pinkie let out an audible and drawn out sigh, accompanied by a loud hissing sound that echoed through the quiet nursery. That sigh turned into a stifled moan of relief as her aching bladder sprayed loudly into the waiting diaper around her waist.
“Finally,” Pinkie exclaimed in a sharp whisper as she planted a hoof on top her swelling diaper. The padding vibrated under her hoof as a loud stream of urine emptied into it. Such sweet relief was made even sweeter by how long she had been holding it. She almost didn’t make it in time.
The absorbent diaper around her waist gladly soaked up every ounce of the warm torrent that filled it’s insides. The pale pink fabric swelled and bulged, growing incredibly heavy from the powerful fill up.
For the next five solid minutes, the sound of hissing water was the most dominant noise in the tranquil nursery. Pinkie Pie held nothing back. She knew the diaper could handle it. Throughout the entire thing she had to stop herself from moaning too loud. She sort of wished she had a pacifier to silence her moaning though. All the while her diaper inflated with warm urine, tickling her nether regions as it’s heated warmth encompassed her waist.
Finally she let out another long sigh as her drawn out piss was coming to a close. In the final moments of the fill up she proceeded to lower herself to the ground, smushing the bulging diaper under her weight. The plush carpet in the closet firmly pushed back at the hefty diaper, pressing the pee soaked gels back up against her pink rump.
“O-ooohh yeaaaahhh,” Pinkie mumbled in a shaky, sharp whisper. She practically rumbled with pleasure as she wiggled atop her warm cushion.
She spent the next twenty minutes or so just rubbing the diaper, letting all those tingling feelings flow over her body with each slow rub. Her legs shivered as each squish of her diaper sent pleasure filled chills down her spine.
The faint nursery scents of the room competed for dominance as the smell of warm urine filled the closet. Freshly washed clothes hung on hangers around Pinkie Pie, providing their own menagerie of smells into the mix. She took in deep breaths of it all with each series of rubs. Such a soft bouquet of aromas tingled her spine and made her legs weak under her weight. It all made her smile fondly as she placed her head back against the closet wall.
She didn’t want to give it up. She'd sleep in the wonderful feeling if she could.
Author's Note
Whenever I find myself losing momentum on writing, I use three word prompt stories to shake things up. Using one of the many word generators that the internet has to offer, I'm able to just press a button and have three random words pop up for me to write about. I'll be honest in saying they're not all winners, but I do my best to writing at least a couple footnotes about the three words provided before moving on.
This first story is part of a collection of short stories I plan on generating through this writing technique. Again, they won't all be winners, but the good ones will be posted up here for others to enjoy. There's no telling when the next one will pop up, but I'll be posting each story as chapters in this collection to keep things organized.
Now as for the idea behind this story, I wanted to capture the subtle and almost indescribable sensations felt when wetting a diaper. It's often glazed over in favor of other important details, but the delicate layers of sensations and emotions that comes from wearing a diaper and wetting it and just letting it soak is a wonderful experience that I wanted to acknowledge.
Pinkie Pie could hardly believe her eyes. It was a sight unlike any other and the more she looked at it the more her mouth watered.
Before her stretched rolling hills of frosted grass with each blade lovely decorated with sugar sprinkles. Chocolate cookie cobblestoned paths flowed up and down the hills, connecting the plains to cotton candy treed forest, and rivers of bubbling soda. Giant cakes of countless layers of dough, frosting, and jelly stretched high into the sky like skyscrapers
Pinkie might have been dreaming, but she didn’t want to wake up.
In a hyperactive bolt of pink energy, Pinkie Pie made a mad dash for the epicenter of the sugary paradise. Bushels of cupcake flowers and doughnut berry bushes sprouted all around her, practically begging her to sample their delicious looking sweets. She took hold of the treats by the armful, grabbing at as many sugary delights as she could carry. Candy cups of milkshake, bunches of jelly filled grapes, gumdrops the size of a pony were all gathered and feverishly sampled as Pinkie ran through the place tasting everything in sight.
Every new location of this enchanting candy land brought a list of things for Pinkie Pie to try. She ran through each area like a plague of locusts, taking a bit out of everything. Giant, seven layered cakes were scarfed down, lakes of lemonade were drained almost immediately, chocolate chip cookie flagstones were pulled out of the ground and consumed on the spot. Ice cream sandwiches the size of giant rocky plinths, lollipops that hung off trees like apples, pudding parfait the size of sofas were eaten without a second thought. Pinkie was an unstoppable force in this world of sugar and sweets.
Overtime her belly bulged with each delicious treat she scarfed down. She barely bothered to chew the sugary delights now as her body buzzed with excitement. She achieved a wonderful sugar high as every yummy piece of candy tingled her taste buds.
It didn’t take Pinkie long to find a sort of nest among the gummy trees and jellied danish boulders. She surrounded herself with dozens of treats all organized in giant piles all around her as she feasted on each one. Her appetite seemed insatiable and the new experiences that the paradise she now lounged in seemed never ending. Everywhere she looked there was a new food for her to try. There was never a cake or a cookie out of reach for the pink pony as she grew more lethargic as time went on.
All that food fattened Pinkie Pie up good. In less than an hour of endless and feverish feasting, Pinkie had grown to twice her size as the food inflated her gut, adding hundreds of pounds to her body.
By the end of it all, Pinkie looked upon the sprinkle covered fields that stretched far into the horizon as the sun set upon the beautiful scene. Even the sun looked delicious, but Pinkie was too lethargic and filled with delicious baked goods to even think about moving.
Covered in frosting and splattered jelly, Pinkie just let out a sigh. She didn’t even care if she was dreaming or not.
Author's Note
This story was more about practicing fleshing out a scene with descriptive details more than anything else. After writing what little I did for the prompt, I couldn’t see this story going that far. It was never really planned to go farther than “Pinkie dreams about eating sweets.”
I guess to a person who's into food play or eating a lot is their fetish, this story could be considered pornographic in nature. But all it did for me really was make me hungry. Hope you enjoyed the read!
dazzling, diamond, repulsive
“Did you just SOIL yourself?” the words couldn’t have been charged with more disgust and revulsion.
Fluttershy felt her body tense up, coiling into a tight ball of nerves. She shakily looked up at her caretaker, a look of fear and humiliation covering her face. “U-uhm, n-no,” she so weakly responded. She hardly sounded convincing, but it was the only thing her scattered brain could manage in such a short amount of time.
Rarity scowled at the obvious lie. “Turn around. I’ll check, myself.”
After giving Fluttershy only seconds to respond, Rarity proceeded to magically lift the pony around with the use of her magic. The yellow pegasus gasped a meek squeak as her entire body was spun around in the air and her diapered rump was lifted upwards.
An offending odor fouled up the air around her as her diaper was inspected.
Rarity kept her distance from the repulsive diaper, standing just close enough to inspect the brown stained diaper. Her nose curled in disgust as the smell of the poopy diaper only seemed to get worse. She could hardly bare to look at the bulging thing as a heavy, stinky load inside of it pulled it’s seat downwards with a hefty weight. She dared not touch the offending garment, but still upheld her duties as a caretaker to give it a thorough look over.
“Just as I thought,” Rarity sneered, letting Fluttershy’s body drop to the ground with a padded thump, “and what do you have to say for yourself?”
“I-I’m...sorry that I...soiled myself,” Fluttershy answered with a quiet voice.
“I don’t believe you,” Rarity sternly snapped back, “but you will be soon.”
Fluttershy’s blood ran cold as Rarity scowled back at her. She knew just what was coming. With a glow of her horn, Rarity summoned her day bag, a sort of bag of tricks that contained a wide assortment of naughty tools and items. There was no telling what secrets the bag held behind the single large zipper that ran across it’s top. It likely contained a number of wonderful items, but Fluttershy was smart enough to know exactly what Rarity was retrieving.
Out from the day bag’s main compartment floated out a diamond encrusted spanking paddle. The paddle was the dazzling crown jewel of Rarity’s collection. It was made of a dark, ebony wood with diamond shaped holes cutting through its wide, flat blade. The shaft was wrapped with a beautifully soft velvet that had sparkling diamonds embedded into it.
Fluttershy assumed the position. It was a position she had taken a dozen times before. Back facing Rarity, head lowered to the ground, and her hooves far away from her diaper so she wouldn’t try to shield her vulnerable rump during it all. It had taken quite a couple tries for her to learn how to properly accept a good spanking from her caretaker.
“I think twenty spanks will do,” Rarity rasped, “surely you know the drill by now. Count each spank and if you lose track I add five more. Am I clear?”
“Y-yes Miss Rarity,” Fluttershy whimpered.
Gripping the paddle tightly with her light blue magic, Rarity reeled it up into the air and swung it down hard into Fluttershy’s diapered bottom.
Such unexpected force was behind the first spank that Fluttershy struggled to keep her footing upon impact. She let out an involuntary gasp as the strength of the paddle squished the mess in her diaper around. “O-one!” she exclaimed, gritting her teeth with a shiver.
After she took a short pause to admire her submissive charge, Rarity pulled the paddle back up for another hard swing. This one like the last, made contact with Fluttershy’s diapered rump with a padded thud.
“T-two!” she could hear Fluttershy sputter out.
The diaper absorbed most of the power behind Rarity’s swings, but a spanking like this was never solely intended to bring pain. After the sixth or seventh swing things became sore, sure, but Rarity hardly meant for her spanks to hurt.
By the tenth swing, Fluttershy was starting to get into the rhythm of things. Every swing of the paddle shook her body as her hooves dug into the carpeted floor.
The soiled diaper, once bulging with a lumpy mess, became pancaked and flat as Fluttershy’s shame was pressed back into her with each swing of Rarity’s paddle. In a strange way the feel of her own mess being squished back into her felt naughty, pleasurable even. She was so caught up in how wonderful it felt that she barely even noticed the next hard spank.
“T-twelve!” she hastily stammered out in hopes to she would recover from her daydreaming.
“Way too slow!” Rarity barked, “twenty five spanks it is!”
Fluttershy cringed as her punishment was increased. She made sure to call out every spank after that. Fourteen, fifteen, all the way up to twentieth. Eventually the combined efforts of the subtle pain from the spankings and the shame of wearing a poopy diaper had taken its toll on the padded pegasus. This humiliation and burning discomfort amounted to a swelling of tears that came dangerously close to breaking around the twenty-second spank.
She thought she could keep it together for just three more spanks, but when the paddle came down once again, slamming against the gooey insides of her flattened diaper, Fluttershy felt the dam break. Tears held up for so long finally escaped her control causing her eyes to water and whimpers to shake her voice.
“Twenty-three!” she whimpered out, almost being unable to between the gentle sobbing that had started.
“Almost there, darling,” Rarity answered as she pulled the paddle up once more, “just two more. Try not to lose count.”
“Twenty-four!...Twenty-five!” Fluttershy called out the last two spanks seamlessly. Even with her face wet with tears, she was able to count them off without a hitch. Things somehow seemed easier now that she was no longer holding back her tears.
When everything was done, Rarity pulled Fluttershy into her arms for a big hug. Despite the terrible odor that hung over the diapered pony, Rarity kept her charge close in a loving, post-spanking embrace.
“I-I’m so sorry!” Fluttershy repeated, this time with tears streaking her face.
“I know you are, honey,” Rarity answered, patting the pegasus’s back in a rare show of affection. She calmed the crying pony down with some gentle pats on the back, coupled with a gentle rocking from side to side.
Despite her tears, Fluttershy felt better about the whole thing. She knew the punishment was rightly deserved and everything was made right with the calming aftercare she received after the fact. She could feel her tears drying up as she hugged in closer to Rarity’s warmth.
The two ponies sat there on the floor like that for a good twenty minutes without moving. Even as the terrible odor of Fluttershy’s diaper filled the room, Rarity kept her close, rocking her and keeping her calm. Eventually Fluttershy seemed to settle down as her whimpering began to quiet and her tears slowly stopped.
“Now...” Rarity began as she started to turn green around the gills. ”if you would be so kind...”
Fluttershy nodded understandingly and mercifully broke away from their long winded embrace. She retrieved an extra diaper from the open package and waddled off to the connected bathroom. “I-I’ll be right back,” she meekly stammered out, finding a small smile growing on her face. She couldn’t wait to do that all over again.
Author's Note
This story almost grew large enough to be its own separate thing, but I figured since it was inspired by the three word prompts and sort of lacks a proper grounding in setting it would stay here for the time being.
“Oh, I don’t know,” Fluttershy shuffled her feet as she stared at the ground, “I like wearing diapers, but...couldn’t we just take a nap in them? We could snuggle under some warm blankets a-and just watching the rain!”
“Diapers are meant to be used, my little pony,” Discord grinned as he raised a taloned claw, “don’t you want to have a little fun?” With a snap of his claw, a plush diaper appeared around his waist, wrapping around his noodle like midsection like a giant pillow. The diaper was a cute shade of sea foam green, decorated with loud and eye catching drawings of rain clouds and smiling suns.
Fluttershy nearly fell out of her seat. From the moment the thick, cushy diaper appeared around Discord waist, Fluttershy was leaning forward in her seat, buzzing with indescribable feelings that almost made her want to run a mile or scream. Her breath had grown shallow once the garment appeared and never once did her eyes stop staring at the crinkling thing.
She couldn’t quite say when her obsession of diapers came to be. For a time, it all started as a subtle curiosity. Nothing that would distract her from her daily routine, but when she had time to just sit down and think her mind often wandered off to the idea. She’d think about diapers and wearing diapers. It was a silly idea, but it was different from what she was used to so she let it sit in her mind for a little bit before moving on with her life. At the time she just assumed it was just her mind dwelling on a new thought.
Before too long, the tantalizing idea occupied more and more of her mind. Eventually she wondered about it so much that she talked to her good friend Discord about it. He only encouraged her to pursue the thought further, often giving her new ideas to mull over. Without his influence she might have never thought that diapers could be doubled up for added thickness or that imagining others wearing diapers was just as fun. If wasn’t for the mischievous draconequus, she might not have even began to think about actually USING the diapers.
She then began to imagine her friends in diapers and it was those thoughts that made her breath all shaky and her heart all fluttery. More and more of her free time was devoted to these diaper themed thoughts as she grew further intrigued and fascinated on the matter. She often daydreamed about scenarios where she got one of her friends wearing a diaper or, better yet, a way for HER to wear a diaper.
Eventually she enjoyed the idea so much that she told Discord about it and the mischievous draconequus was more than happy to oblige.
“Mmmph, Discord,” Fluttershy mumbled with a shaky breath, “fill that diaper for me.”
Discord faced his audience with a snide grin. “So soon? Oh, but wouldn’t that be naughty?”
“P-please!” Fluttershy sputtered out, “I-I need you to!” It wasn’t a want anymore. It was a strong desire. A coiled up spring that needed release. She NEEDED to see Discord use fill his diapers. She couldn’t understand the sudden drive she had, but all she could think about was seeing Discord in a messy diaper as soon as possible.
Discord’s grin only grew. “Well, since you asked so nicely...” he chuckled, before snapping his fingers.
With a flash of magic, Discord’s bladder and bowels filled up in an instant. He immediately felt the need to go and luckily the diaper he had summoned was the perfect and most absorbent garment for the job. He grinned big as his body signaled the need for release. He spread his legs apart only slightly, ready to bear down and fill his diaper up.
“W-wait!” Fluttershy called out in a slight panic. For a moment her original, shy personality shined through, “c-could you please turn around first? I-I can’t see your uhm...diaper butt.”
Discord’s expression shifted from a puzzled look of intrigue to the all too familiar mischievous grin as he was happy to oblige. “But of course! Who am I to deprive a polite pony of her show.” He enthusiastically spun on his heels until his back faced the pony. He even went as far as to pulling his long tail up so that Fluttershy had an unobstructed view of his diaper.
Once again he spread his legs apart and began to push. In perfect synchronization, both his bladder and bowels began emptying into the waiting diaper, filling up quickly much to Fluttershy’s excitement. A powerful hissing was heard from the front of his diaper as the padding swelled and warmed all around his waist. The back obsenly bulged with a hefty weight, growing lumpy with the stinky mess that he filled it with.
He reveled in the sensation of a good diaper fill up. He could only imagine the look on Fluttershy’s face after such a spectacle. The moment he was finished, he had planned on turning right around to catch the horny pegasus in the act. He could hardly wait!
Only right before he could open his eyes and turn to face his eager audience, Discord suddenly felt an invasive bump prodding his butt. In one quick and desperate scurry, Fluttershy had found herself sitting underneath the draconequus, face pressed into the sagging diaper.
“O-oh y-yes!” Fluttershy exclaimed, pushing up into the diaper sag with her muzzle. Touching the warm, crinkling mass seemed to uncoil that spring of excitement that twisted so tightly in her chest. She felt a release of joy when her face met the lumpy mass of the plastic shelled diaper. It somehow felt right, like a difficult itch that was finally scratched.
She leaned into the squishy mass, pressing her face deep into warmth that radiated off of it. Her legs tingled as they shivered weakly at her sides. The only attempt she made moving them was to prop herself up so that she could squeeze deeper into the diaper’s hefty bulk.
A hoof found itself between her legs as the moisture of her heated sex drove her wild. As she panted heavily into the heavy diaper, she began to openly masturbate herself right there on the floor.
Discord only smiled at the sight. He loved watching Fluttershy press her face into his sagging diaper. His little yellow friend had made so much progress over these few short weeks.
“I-I want a d-diaper too! I-I N-NEED one!” Fluttershy exclaimed in hysterics.
“And I’ll be happy to provide you with one...provided you agree to a little deal first.” Discord craned his neck down to match the pony’s eye level.
“A-anything,” there was hesitation in Fluttershy’s voice, sure, but at this point she really was ready to agree to anything.
“I’ll give you a diaper, a thick one, and you can squirm and moan all you want until you’ve had your fill...” Discord explained, “in exchange, I want you to give up your control.”
“M-my c-control?”
“Bathroom control,” Discord so plainly answered, “your bladder, your bowels, I want you completely diaper dependent.”
The request almost pulled Fluttershy completely out of the experience. Such a risky deal almost scared her off. But then she looked down between Discord’s legs and stared at the bulbous diaper that sagged between them. She realized that fear of uncertainty only made it more tantalizing.
“O-okay Discord, y-you win!” Fluttershy shuddered, her body ached, “g-give me a diaper...a-and I’ll give up my bathroom control.” She gulped, “a-all of it.”
“Wonderful!” Discord exclaimed, “one diaper coming up!”
With a snap of his fingers, a fresh diaper materialized around Fluttershy’s waist. Bright pink and covered in doodles of cute little animals, it was just as thick as his own and crinkled with every move the pony made. It was made of the most soft and absorbent material. Perfect for naughty little ponies to soak and fill to their heart’s content. The perfect diaper for Fluttershy.
The sudden appearance of the diaper nearly took Fluttershy’s breath away. The minute the diaper appeared, Fluttershy had both of her forehooves digging into its crinkling, fluffy mass. She fell to the floor with a drawn out moan that absolutely oozed with pleasure.
Discord grinned as he loomed over the diaper obsessed pegasus. He reveled in watching Fluttershy squirm and moan and twist around on the ground with her hooves firmly pressed into her heated crotch. He pressed his diaper into Fluttershy, smothering her blush covered face into its malleable mass. She could only moan into the crinkling garment, groaning as she grabbed at her own diaper and rubbed it furiously. The room filled with the crisp crinkles from both of their diapers as they moaned and twisted around each other.
It didn’t take long for Fluttershy to reach her tipping point. The erotic show Discord put on, coupled with the intense feelings of finally being in a diaper was all too much for the pony. Breathing in the naughty, noxious fumes of Discord’s diaper, Fluttershy rubbed with added vigor, digging ever deeper into her swollen diaper. She wanted this. She NEEDED this.
Finally she pulled in a sharp breath of air, her entire world pausing for a few seconds before a heated release bubbled out of her in one shotgunned pulse. Pleasure coursed through her body, shaking every inch of her body and turning her legs into jello.
Discord followed shortly after, groaning through clenched teeth as his cock throbbed within the confines of his overly used diaper. His throbbing member sprayed its unusually massive load into the waiting diaper, nearly overfilling the thing with his sticky cum alone.
As if on cue a guttural gurgling could be heard from Fluttershy’s tummy seconds before the back of her diaper pushed out with a squish. She let out a shuttering gasp as her back legs quivered. The immense relief of going in her moment of weakness felt almost as orgasmic as rubbing her diapers felt.
It was only after all that did Fluttershy pull her sweat covered head off the ground, peering down at what she had done. Her diaper now laid swollen and squishy between her legs, cushioning her rump on top of a mound of sticky poop that oozed so subtly every time she moved. “O-oh no...” Fluttershy muttered. With the horny haze momentarily receding, her thoughts turned to worry and anxiety. What was she thinking? She gave up her control for a diaper?!
“Aww, nothing to worry about, little Fluttershy,” Discord was quick to console the worried pony. With a wave of his hand he summoned a fresh diaper out of thin air. “I’ll change you in a jiffy.”
Seeing the new diaper, Fluttershy’s worries faded away. Despite being close to tears just moments before, the new diaper brought a small smile to her face. The negative thoughts were heavy, but fleeting. Her diaper was full, but she didn’t care.
