Kinks and Fetishes 102

Sandbar slowly returned to the waking world, a fuzzy warmth surrounding his whole body. With a stretch, he remembered the new fleece hoofed pajamas he had gotten last night for Hearth's Warming Eve. They had fit perfectly, and made his fresh diaper all the more snug against his body when he had climbed in to his crib for the night. Now that it was morning, his cool, wet diaper was considerably swollen, and could be seen as a bulge through the pajamas.

"Morning, cutie. Let's get you out of there." Came the voice of Gallus. The sound of the bars being lowered had long become routine to the pony. He groggily rolled over and his hooves hit the floor as he nearly fell out of the crib. His diaper, which would normally be sagging in warmer weather, was held in place by his new pajamas, dark blue and pattered with air bubbles, looking like the depths of the ocean.

Gallus came up beside him and gave his rump a few test pokes and squeezes, getting wet squishes in return. Morning diaper checks were practically meaningless; when Sandbar wore to bed, he almost always woke up wet, having been completely diaper trained for a couple months now. It's not that he went in his sleep, but half waking up through the night to empty his bladder was now second nature.

"Yep, you're soaked. Come on, let's get you changed." Gallus told him, beginning to guide his foalish boyfriend over to the changing table. As he was still half asleep, it didn't take much to push the yawning pony down to the left end of the room. All too used to this routine by now, he slowly climbed the steps, and gently flopped down on the padded changing table, laying on his back, and started to hear Gallus go to work; the first sound was the zipper of his new pajamas. They were tugged off without much effort, and now the slight chill in the room became apparent. now with his big foal in nothing but his diaper, the second sound was the tapes ripping. As the now-sagging sea-life-patterned disposable undergarment was peeled away, the last of Sandbar's sleepiness faded away as he felt the cold wet wipes on his stallionhood. Wipe after wipe was deposited in a small pile on the open diaper as the night's worth of urine was cleaned off. The attention he was receiving down there also usually got him semi-erect, which was all too easy in the morning.

The cleaning part done, Gallus briefly lifted Sandbar's flank off of the table and pulled the wet diaper out from under him, rolling it up and pushing in into the diaper pail next to the small staircase. Usually, this was where the role play ended, and he'd take a quick shower before getting ready for the day. But today was different, as Gallus pulled a fresh diaper and stuffer from the stacks on the shelf. Today was Hearth's Warming, and the role play would continue throughout today. Today was special.

"So are you sure about this? Probably the last chance to back out." Gallus said as he opened the clean diaper and laid the stuffer inside, adhesive side down, effectively increasing the capacity of the garment, and nearly doubling the length.

"Well, I am a little nervous. But no, I've made up my mind. They've been wondering long enough, and it's not nearly as easy for them to eavesdrop now that we've moved out of the dorms." Sandbar replied as his back legs were once again lifted and the fresh diaper was placed underneath him and fastened around his tail, before he was lowered back down onto it.

"I can't imagine you being as nervous as you were when you stepped out into the living room wearing for the first time in front of your mom and dad." Gallus commented as he grabbed the bottle of foal powder. "Besides, do you really think they'll be that surprised? Pretty much all of them saw how hard you were looking at Starlight's demonstration."

Sandbar figured that was true. Counselor Trixie's 'Kinks and Fetishes 101' summer class had run twice a week for six weeks, and Starlight had been the on-stage demonstration for Week Three. On the day of the last class, Trixie encouraged everycreature to continue exploring and experimenting safely and responsibly. In that time, Sandbar had embraced his previously undiscovered ageplayer side, with the support of Gallus and his mildly surprised parents, and the griffon had also moved in with him. But, suffice to say, they were missed considerably in the dorms. Both of them had entered into a polyamorous relationship with Ocellus last spring, and now they weren't able to get together quite as often. Sandbar figured if he opened this side of himself to his friends, then he could get over the last of his embarrassment, and they could invite Ocellus over here more often. His mom and dad were a bit more apprehensive about the duo's relationship with the changeling, but became more agreeable when they explained how love, both emotional and physical, was a very important aspect of changeling culture.

Truly, Sandbar had never been more appreciative of his parents' open-mindedness than he had in the past six months. Every time he stepped outside his bedroom in this infantile attire, they both regarded him as nothing more than a big foal. Even his three year-old sister Coral Currents who was currently potty training, was now calling him 'Big Baby Brother'.

Gallus sprinkled liberal amounts of powder over Sandbar's diaper area, then twisted the cap shut, set it aside, and brought the diaper up between his legs, smoothed it against his stomach, and brought the back wings up, and tape it up snugly and securely.

"There we go, all clean and dry." Gallus announced, taking hold of Sandbar's front hooves and pulling him up to a sitting position. The pony leaned forward and gave him a kiss on the beak.

"Thanks, big bro." Sandbar said happily, now wide awake. His stomach grumbled with hunger, and the duo opened up the bedroom door, and headed out to the kitchen for breakfast.

Ocellus stood in her dorm room in the School of Friendship, freshly showered and ready to head down to the cafeteria for breakfast. But her mind was still pestered that she hadn't figured out a good Hearth's Warming gift for Sandbar and Gallus. The four of them had exchanged gifts last night after dinner, but Sandbar and Gallus had been away with his family at home.

She glanced over at her nightstand, where an alarm clock and single picture frame stood. The picture within was Gallus, Sandbar, and herself laying in bed together, exhausted, but all three of them still managed smiles. Silverstream had taken that picture as a joke after one of their threesomes where they had happily performed for their other three friends. Ocellus had privately asked her for the instant-developed photo afterward, which she had then framed herself. The residual love that radiated from the photo was always enough to sate her late night appetite just before bed.

It wasn't that she had grown lonely, those two had always managed to make time for her after they had moved out, but she just couldn't make up her mind on what to get them for Hearth's Warming, and the four of them had been invited to a small gathering at Sandbar's house for lunch and hanging out.

So with only hours to spare, she was clearly running out of time.