Smolder's New Daddy

by TheVClaw

Rating: mature
Tags: Smolder, Profanity, Random, Discord, Alternate Universe, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Fetish, Porn, Sex
Length: 8077

Smolder heads to a nearby brothel to indulge in some naughty ABDL fun, eager to feel like a little hatchling Princess. However, when she arrives to her appointment, she's shocked to discover Discord is her "Daddy"; fortunately, he's well-experienced~

NOTE: This story is a paid commission that contains ABDL and diaper-based content. If that's not your thing, don't read this. Otherwise, Reader Discretion is highly advised.

Smolder may have been a young-looking dragon living in Equestria, but she was still old enough to pay for a night at "Once in a Lifetime," a unique brothel which laid just outside Ponyville limits. Her interests may have been a bit... unorthodox for someone of her species, but the Changeling-run staff had all the amenities waiting to ensure she was satisfied as a naughty little hatchling.

However, when she arrived at the establishment one particular night, she's surprised to learn that her usual "Daddy" isn't available; instead, she decides to test her luck with a new staff-member who agreed to oversee her for the night. But much to Smolder's shock, it's soon revealed that the Daddy is not only someone she knew, but a close friend of her favorite teacher! Is she able to overcome her nervousness and trust the perverted draconequus? And most of all, is Discord able to provide a gratifying night for her?~

Published 2020-12-12 03:40:01 UTC
Last updated 2020-12-12 03:40:01 UTC

AKA: Discord's New Hatchling

Just outside the town limits of Ponyville, where city ordinances and decency laws couldn’t reach any independent businesses, there stood a lone structure the size of a small hotel building out in the middle of nowhere. For most of Ponyville’s citizens, the establishment was one that was fairly well-known, but rarely discussed out in the open. It had only been built a couple years prior, just as the community was expanding with the inclusion of the School of Friendship, and with that a large plethora of multicultural students and families. It may have not been the first immigrant-founded business to be built; heck within Ponyville’s limits, a good number of restaurants (including a butcher shop of all things) were founded by non-Equestrian citizens. But in the case of that particular building, which had a sign on the outside named ‘Once in a Lifetime,’ it was one of the only businesses in the area that was run by Changelings.

Just as the sun went down, a good number of ponies and creatures alike would visit the place under the cover of darkness. Whether they were staying for a full night, or just an hour or two depending on price, ‘Once in a Lifetime’ was one of the only notable brothels in the tri-county region to cater to Ponyvillians’ interests. While there may have been some opposition from more prudish citizens, the vast majority knew that it wasn’t their place to judge what ponies did with their hard-earned bits. Not to mention, it wasn’t exactly hard to understand why a brothel full of open-minded shape-shifters would be such a lucrative business in the area.

On one particular night, there were already a few patrons waiting in the main lobby while a Changeling was manning the front desk. An elderly mare was seated on one of the benches, looking fairly out of place for that sort of establishment. Beside her was a young, orange dragoness who was wearing a thick denim jacket; while it was obvious who she was from any ponies in town, she was still blushing as she tried to sit as discreetly as possible. She tried not to feel like the other waiting clients were staring over at her, but she knew that she stood out like a sore talon. Fortunately, given what kind of place this was, the other ponies waiting around the lobby were keeping to themselves with equally heavy blushes.

“Alright…” A slender, light-purple Changeling emerged from the thick velvet curtains hanging over the entrance. She had her chitinous horn lit to hover a clipboard, which she used to scan through the reservation list. “Hmmm… Oh, here we are!”

She looked up from her list with a smile, and directed her attention towards the elderly mare beside the dragon. “Mercury Stable? Your reservation is ready~”

The old mare’s face lit up like a Hearth’s Warming tree, and she quickly pulled herself up from the bench. The dragoness kept her muzzle shut as she watched her head towards the curtains, just as a pale-yellow Changeling emerged from the entrance. With a quick flash of green flames, the Changeling morphed himself into the form of an elderly stallion with a thinning grey mane, and wearing a fancy black tuxedo. Mercury looked absolutely smitten by the presence of the “pony,” and instantly lunged into his embrace with a tearful smile. “Oh, Abner! It’s been far too long~”

The stallion nuzzled Mercury sweetly in return, and was quick to escort her away from the lobby to spend their evening together. The dragoness had a skewed look on her face when she saw how blissful the mare looked, but she didn’t need to ask any unnecessary details. The other waiting clients looked equally as touched and saddened, knowing that Mercury’s reasons for being here were far different from many of their own. But before any of them could think too hard about the brothel’s uses on that caliper, the Changeling at the hostess stand caught their attention as she cleared their throat. “Alright, and… Smolder?”

The dragoness winced a little in embarrassment, but stood up from the bench to indicate her presence. Even though she wasn’t breaking any school rules by coming here, and was a legal adult by Equestrian law, part of her wished she used a fake name for anonymity. Fortunately for Smolder, the other ponies were staying silent about her name being called, and were continuing to wait for their own appointments. As the dragoness walked up to the hostess stand, the Changeling said to Smolder, “I apologize for the inconvenience tonight, but our usual staff member couldn’t make it tonight due to a family emergency.”

“Ugh…” Smolder rolled her eyes with a disappointed groan, not happy to hear that her plans for the night were possibly being put on hold. While she wasn’t going to get upset, it was clear from her bitter scowl that she wanted to say something on the matter. But as the dragoness kept her muzzle tightly shut, a small plume of smoke escaped her nostrils while brooding in a mixture of frustration and embarrassment.

“However,” added the Changeling with an optimistic smile, “we do happen to have a replacement on standby who agreed to take your session for the night. He’s new, but he promises to be open-minded and guarantee a satisfying experience~”

“Hnnngggg…” Smolder’s ears folded down to the sides of her head, and she looked around to make sure none of the other patrons overheard the Changeling. Even though nothing explicit was said, Smolder couldn’t risk any of these ponies figuring out why she was here. But due to the Changeling’s vague wording, as well as her reassuring tone, Smolder was willing to trust her on the matter. So after closing her eyes with a contented sigh, the dragon gave a sheepish nod and replied, “W-Well… I already pre-paid for this, so… alright. I’m down.”

“Excellent~” The Changeling pointed over to the thick velvet curtains, which Smolder followed with a thankful nod.

The dragoness was quick to exit the lobby, and headed up a flight of stairs towards the overnight rooms. Due to her multiple stays at this establishment, Smolder already knew where she needed to go without any question. She walked down a long hallway lined with closed doors, all of which carrying different symbols on the outside to indicate their reserved use. After walking past doors with various insignia, such as a bundle of chains or a wedding dress, Smolder found herself at the very last door in the hallway; the image of a pacifier was engraved across the door, which made the dragoness breathe out with a heavy blush.

“Alright… Let’s hope this isn’t anyone I know…” Smolder wanted to be optimistic, since the only Changeling she knew was Ocellus; but at the same time, the dragon still felt hesitant as she went and opened the door. The interior of the room was rather spacious, and provided all the basic amenities she could need: a large, adult-sized crib, a changing table right beside it, and a playmat in the middle of the floor with several foalish toys. Smolder was happy that the establishment carried these things for the sake of her fetish (and likely for several others in the area); but at the same time, she was trying not to worry as she walked into the adult nursery by herself. Since nobody else seemed to be there, Smolder gulped nervously as she undid her jacket, and hung it on the coat-rack by the door. As soon as she was fully unclothed, she tensed up when she overheard a deep voice clearing his throat.

“Ooh, how interesting~”

“GNNGHHH!!” Smolder nearly jumped out of her scales, and quickly turned around to see a familiar draconequus standing beside the crib. Discord, the embodiment of Chaos, as well as the close friend of Smolder’s favorite teacher, was smirking rather devilishly as he eyed the dragon. With a flick of his lion’s paw, Discord magically locked the door behind Smolder so she couldn’t try to escape. Even though that gesture rightfully freaked her out, she wasn’t able to say anything before Discord raised up his avian claw.

“Needn’t you worry, Smolder,” he said with a surprisingly calm tone of voice. “I already made my intentions clear with the staff of this establishment. I’m not going to stir up any trouble, and I promise I won’t break any confidentiality agreements. I’m simply covering a shift for a Changeling acquaintance who helped volunteer at Fluttershy’s animal sanctuary last week.”

Smolder needed a moment, and blinked repeatedly while gawking at the draconequus’ presence. While it seemed clear that Discord was being honest, her muzzle opened for a couple seconds before she could muster out any words. “W… W-Wait, uhhh… Y-You’re the guy I was, uhhh… g-gonna be with tonight?”

Due to how nervously she was speaking, Discord didn’t try to move in any closer. He kept his distance, and nodded his head with a reassuring smile. “I’m aware that it might be a little… uncomfortable to seek the services of a staff member of your school,” he noted with an understanding shrug. “But I can say with great confidence that you have nothing to fear. I’ve done this sort of thing before, so I highly doubt you could suggest anything too discomforting~”

Smolder’s muzzle skewed tightly with apprehension. She wasn’t going to deny such a claim, since she knew from her lessons how powerful and omnipotent Discord could be with his abilities. And considering how it was rumored he’s been around for longer than Celestia and Luna, she could only imagine what freaky stuff he’s indulged in. Nevertheless, Smolder still shuddered worriedly while standing across the nursery from him. “Ummm…” She rubbed one of her arms awkwardly with a claw, and averted her eyes when she tried to ask, “You, uhhh… You’ve actually done this?”

“Indeed I have~” With a snap of his claw, Discord transformed himself by a poof of his magic. Smolder got wide-eyed the moment she saw him hovering off the ground while wearing a blue bib, a matching bonnet, and a poofy white diaper around his waist. He also had a pacifier in his muzzle, which he popped out of his mouth to speak more articulately. “While I might not be the biggest fan of this kind of lifestyle, I’m not one to judge any creatures who wish to indulge in it~”

Smolder needed a moment while staring up at Discord’s padded form. While the look wasn’t necessarily her taste, the sight of the diapered draconequus caused a heavy blush to practically explode across her cheeks. Her eyes immediately drew down at the thick padding between his slender legs, which remained pristinely white to contrast his grey fur. But with another snap of his claw, Discord instantly poofed himself back to his regular, unclothed state. “Of course, I have a good feeling that it’s not me who should be all dolled-up like that, right?~”

Smolder’s blush grew obscenely heavy from that remark, serving as a far better answer than any nod of her head. Discord grew a more devilish grin, and chuckled to himself while narrowing his eyes on her. But before Smolder could squirm uncomfortably, or try to exit the room for her safety, Discord was quick to assure her, “But once again, let me reiterate that nothing will be disclosed outside of this room. I won’t even tell Fluttershy, which is a big thing for me to say.”

Smolder looked like she wanted to say something, but nothing came out of her muzzle while it was opened. Despite how she and her friends may have felt about Discord’s weird behavior, none of them could deny how close he was with their teacher as “friends”. Even with his recent atrocities, which involved nearly destroying Equestria with his ill-planned ‘Grogar’ incident, Smolder was aware that his bond with Fluttershy was stronger than anything else; and if he was willing to clarify his confidentiality from even her, that spoke volumes for the dragoness’ closure.

“Hmmmm…” Smolder may have felt uncomfortable about disclosing her interests with someone she personally knew, but all she could do was hum in thought while rubbing her chin. Not to mention, she was aware of how easily a chaotic being like himself could make literally anything happen. Sure, the Changeling she usually had for these sessions was great at providing her exactly what she wanted, but she was sure that someone like Discord could do the same thing. But for the sake of her personal comfort, Smolder made sure to ask in a firmer tone, “So, before I agree to anything… Are you aware of what I’m interested in doing during these… visits?”

Smolder blushed quite a bit from her wording, emphasizing her embarrassment. Fortunately, Discord was quick to say with a reassuring smile, “Well, given the notes I received from your usual ‘Daddy,’ I think I know exactly what you would prefer to see…”

The draconequus remained floating off the ground, and gave a snap of his claw to quickly transform the nursery to Smolder’s liking. The dragoness gasped when she felt a magical poof, which instantly conjured up a frilly pink dress over her previously undressed form. While the crib and changing table remained, Discord’s magic also brought out an elaborate tea-party table in the middle of the room. As for the draconequus himself, Discord decided to morph himself into a more “flattering” figure for Smolder’s preference; while he was still clearly a draconequus, he was now sporting a genuine ‘Dad-Bod’ with a heavy beer-gut, which was barely covered by a sweat-stained tanktop, hairy arms and legs, and a very plump-looking rear that was covered with a tight-fitting pair of tighty-whities. He was also wearing a regal-looking cape and crown, making him the “King'' in comparison to Smolder’s frilly Princess dress.

Smolder gasped the instant she saw that ornate tea party setup, as well as Discord’s new Daddy look. Despite how weirded-out she looked earlier, all her hesitance instantly swept away when she saw how effortlessly he aided in her interests. But before Smolder could do anything else, she quickly lifted up the front of her frilly skirt to see what was underneath; much to her perverted delight, Discord had already wrapped her waist in a thick, poofy pink diaper with frills around the hems. For most creatures, they would’ve been appalled by being given such a foalish accessory by Discord; but in Smolder’s case, her gasp was out of pure, elated glee. “Ohmigosh! You… You really did your research, dude!”

Discord chuckled to himself pridefully, still hovering off the ground while in his Daddy/King getup. When he finally landed back on the ground, he was still sporting a warm, comforting smile when he saw how happy Smolder was looking. “What, you really think I wouldn’t take this job seriously? I might be a lot of things, but I’m not one to do obligations half-assed.”

Discord quickly kicked away a cartoonish caricature of the rear-end of a donkey with his goat’s leg, luckily out of Smolder’s line of sight. But even if she did notice that sight-gag, it was unlikely she would’ve cared that much. All that mattered was that Discord was able to give her exactly what she wanted: to be a frilly padded Princess, and to have a proper Daddy to indulge in her dirty pleasures. And even with her previous apprehensions, Smolder didn’t hesitate to lunge in and hug Discord with a blushed smile. “Ohmigosh, thank you SO much!! Sweet Celestia, I can’t believe you could do this for me!~”

“Well, what did you expect?~” Discord hugged her back with sweet sincerity, but he couldn’t help smirking coyly when he looked down at her. “You did help to save Equestria from the Legion of Doom, after all. It seems only fair I show my gratitude by helping you with something as indulgent as this~”

Despite how questionable this gesture of “generosity” may have been, Smolder couldn’t have cared less while hugging the draconequus with full vigor. All that mattered was that she had someone who supported her interests, and was skilled enough in his abilities to give her a full experience she truly fantasized about. By the time she finally pulled away from the draconequus’ embrace, her smile was as wide and as giddy as could be. But at the same time, one glance up and down Discord’s new appearance caused her to smirk more sensually. “Heh~ I’m not gonna lie, that ‘Dad-Bod’ you got is quite an improvement~”

“Oh, is it now?~” Despite how much younger Smolder may have been, Discord knew that she was adult enough to appreciate his pudgy figure. He lifted up the bottom hem of his tanktop, allowing Smolder to shudder at the sight of his thick, hairy beer-gut that hung over the waistband of his undies. The tighty-whities, which looked to be slightly stained to indicate long usage and wear, was just barely able to contain the massive bulge of his endowment underneath. From Smolder’s perspective, she was able to see every curve and crevice of the draconequus’ thick, meaty cock, as well as the girth of his heavy-looking balls. While the dragoness was staring down at his crotch with a deep blush, Discord snickered with an amused grin on his face. “I must say, you seem to have an affinity for bulges, don’t you?~”

“Hmph~” Smolder looked back up at him with a light huff, and shrugged her shoulders coyly. “Well, that’s certainly one type of bulge I enjoy seeing~”

“Oh, is it now?~” Discord took that moment to turn himself around, and lifted up his cape so Smolder could see his plump rear testing the elasticity of his tighty-whities. Smolder shuddered more antsily when she saw the off-white fabric hugging every inch of those thick, blubbery cheeks, and becoming soaked in a thick layer of sweat. Discord peered back at her with an even wider grin, and tauntingly asked, “Would you prefer seeing a different kind of bulge later on? In different attire, of course~”

Smolder was grateful he made that clarification, and smiled up at him while nodding her head. “W-Well, ummm…” Smolder squirmed a little with a more sheepish look, but maintained her composure well enough to say, “I mean… If you’re cool with that, then… y-yeah, I really would~”

“Well, I’m very glad to hear that…” Discord turned back around, and got in close to Smolder’s face to say intensely, “Because I expect you to do the same very soon~”

For most creatures, the implication of such a threatening response would’ve worried them greatly. But in Smolder’s case, all she did was shiver with a smile she tried to conceal by biting her lip. Her scaly tail was already wagging about excitedly, which caused Discord to overhear the muffled crinkles of her diaper beneath her dress. Because of her obvious excitement, Discord didn’t try to skirt around the padded elephant in the room; he carried a warm and inviting grin as he motioned his lion’s paw over to the waiting tea party. “Princess Smolder?~” he asked with a more regal tone to match his crown. “May I have the honor of joining you for this ‘Tea Party’ tonight?~”

Smolder beamed through her giddy blush, and quickly nodded before waddling towards the dainty setup. The table and chairs were small enough to be mistaken for something in a filly’s bedroom, but Smolder was able to squat down in one of the chairs with ease. The moment she pressed down in the seat, she shuddered from the loud, poofy crinkling that came from the padding beneath her weight. Meanwhile, Discord sauntered over towards the seat across from her, and made sure to spread his legs wide apart to keep himself exposed as her “King.”

“Aaaahhhhh…” Discord let out a relaxed sigh as he settled in his seat, and took a sip from his teacup. Smolder did the same, making sure to keep her pinkie talon extended while holding her drink. Discord proved to be quite immaculate when it came to tea selection, as the dragoness raised her brows with an impressed hum. When she finished her cup, she gave him a delighted shrug while placing it back on her serving plate. “Wow, dat’s weawwy good tea, Mista--”

Smolder gasped and covered her muzzle with both claws. She needed a moment to process what she just said, which left her wide-eyed in realization. Discord was already chuckling with a wide, and narrowed his eyes on her curiously. “What’s the matter, widdle Smolder? You seem a little flustered~”

“Nnghh!” Smolder shuddered to herself before pulling her claws down, revealing a slightly concerned expression beneath her blush. “Wh… Why did I sound wike dat? NNGHH!!”

“I don’t see what the big issue is,” purred Discord rather devilishly. “You are being a naughty widdle Princess, after all~ With the way you’re staring at a King’s royal junk, you should be glad I’m only making you talk like a widdle foal~”

“What the!?” Smolder covered her mouth again, and tried to process what was happening in stunned silence. Even though she wasn’t particularly upset about his addition, she needed a moment to let the realization sink in. When she looked down at herself, she took a breath before reopening her muzzle. “I… I can onwy talk wike dis?”

“That’s right~” noted Discord with a more perverted grin on his face. “Also, try to call me by my name, dearie. I have a feeling you’ll be surprised~”

Discord then leaned back in his seat, splaying his legs wide apart so his thick bulge was on full display. Smolder gulped while her eyes were glued to that musky crotch, clearly making her feel more heated beneath her padding. She tried to readjust herself in her seat, only to make her arousal more imminent amongst the sounds of her crinkles. But even with how riled-up the sight of that meaty bulge was leaving her, Smolder tried to speak with a shivering breath. “S… Supwised by what, Daddy? HUUHHH!!!”

Smolder gasped especially loud when she heard that word come out of her mouth, since she meant to say Discord. She quickly tried to rectify that “mistake” by blurting out, “I-I mean DADDY! Not Daddy! NNGHHH!! N-No, I mean Daddy! DADDY!!”

“Yes?~” asked Discord with a smug little grin. “Is there something the naughty widdle pwincess wants from her Daddy?~”

Smolder slumped in her chair with a flatter expression, even though her scales were still glowing a beet red from embarrassment. Discord merely chuckled to the sight of her reaction, before reaching down to openly grope at his crotch with his avian claw. “I don’t see why you’re so upset,” he noted with a tilt of his head. “After all, you are a naughty little girl, aren’t you? You can’t even keep from calling me Daddy. It seems to me like you’re getting awfully hot in that diaper you’re wearing~”

Smolder huffed and tried to turn her head away, even though that only made her look more guilty in the draconequus’ eyes. Unfortunately, her eyes couldn’t keep from peering back at that thick, throbbing bulge that Discord was teasing with his digits. There may have been a lovely array of teas and other treats on the table, but none of it seemed to mask the heady musk wafting from Discord’s crotch. And much to Smolder’s displeasure, she couldn’t say that Discord’s assessment was wrong by any means; despite her efforts to look collected, she couldn’t deny that she was getting hot in her diaper.

She was sure she was also getting pretty wet from Discord’s dirty-talk, but not in the way she would’ve preferred.

“Mmmmm… You’re sporting quite a blush, widdle Smolder~” Discord began to smirk more lewdly as he rubbed at his hefty bulge, which Smolder could’ve sworn was getting bigger before her very eyes. The draconequus leaned back even further in his chair, giving her a better view of his fat ass right beneath his musky package. “Are you wanting to get a closer look, perhaps? I must admit, I was waiting for that when I’m in the same garment as yourself~”

“Nnfffff~” Smolder bit her bottom lip tighter, and tried to cross her legs to quell her burning nethers. Unfortunately, all that it did was press her cushiony padding tighter against her slit, which in turn made her shudder before Discord’s waiting gaze. Even though that idea he presented was more than tempting, she was already peering down at that throbbing bulge like a hot piece of meat. Not to mention, Smolder couldn’t deny that the draconequus was able to make himself look good with a light transformation spell. Sure, a little extra padding to that ass would be nice, but not enough to keep Smolder in her chair.

“Hmph~” Smolder leaned forward from her seat, not realizing that the back of her diaper was sticking out from the back of her dress riding up. She licked her lips with a hungry grin, her eyes narrowing at Discord’s waiting bulge. The draconequus didn’t stop rubbing himself, but one of his brows rose when he saw her looming in closer. Smolder eventually looked up at his face, and asked rather coyly, “Are dose tighty-whities getting too tight, Daddy?~”

“Why as a matter of fact, they are~” Discord pulled himself up just enough to slide down his underwear. He was still wearing his crown and cape, but Smolder’s eyes widened when she got a good look at the draconequus’ thick, uncut cock hanging semi-flaccid. He was sporting a huge pair of plump, low-hanging balls that draped over the edge of the chair. Of course, her eyes also veered towards the sight of his bare, sweaty cheeks that looked just as enticing without the off-white fabric covering them. Discord let out a satisfied hiss as he sat himself back down, keeping his legs spread wide for Smolder’s enjoyment.

“But just so you know,” he said with a teasing grin that widened immensely, “I don’t expect you to get out of your ‘underwear,’ young lady. Especially considering what was in that tea~”

Smolder may have been smitten by Discord’s big, Daddy-sized balls, but her eyes quickly widened when she caught that last part. “Uhhh… what?”

Discord chuckled in a low and intimidating tone, which caused Smolder’s cheeks to redden immensely. “Let’s just say, you should be glad you’re wearing something that thick, young lady~”

Just as she glanced back down at her padded crotch, she let out a strained groan upon feeling a tight twisting of her guts. The dragon lurched forward with a pained expression, which only made Discord smirk wider in amusement. Smolder’s tail instantly flagged up, almost as if by instinct. But instead of pushing, Smolder was left in a state of titillation and affliction that made her grit her fangs tightly. “Nnnghhh!! Wh… W-What did you do, D-Daddy?”

“What do you think I did?” asked Discord snidely. “I gave you a special brand of laxative that I crafted myself. Of course, the effects of that formula won’t occur fully until you ingest something else~”

“Huh?!?” Smolder gawked up at Discord in shock, although it was unclear how much she was “disliking” her predicament. Her legs were quivering badly, and she felt like she was about to burst at any second. But for some weird reason, the dragon didn’t feel like she could actually push just yet. Even when she let out a sharp grunt, her bowels remained disturbingly still while the pressure intensified. “Wh… What do you want?!”

“It’s simple…” Discord grasped the base of his thick cock with his claw, and began to stroke himself tauntingly while the plump head pointed right at her. “If you can get me to shoot my load, my cum will instantly make you mess when you swallow it~”

Smolder had to do a double-take from that added detail. While she could definitely respect the draconequus’ creativity, she couldn’t help shivering when she looked back down at that waiting, stiffening cock. She wasn’t able to discern what species his member was supposed to be, but it certainly looked alluring with its thick, veiny shaft. There was also a thick sheen of sweat lingering across every inch, making it look like it was glistening under the ceiling lights. Not to mention, Discord’s balls looked especially enticing as they hung off his seat, practically advertising themselves for a hungry tongue to lick off all that salty sweat…

“Mmmghh…” If it wasn’t for the growing pressure in her gut, as well as the heat building up in her loins, Smolder might have been a little more hesitant to just lunge in and start her work. But due to how horny and constipated she was feeling, that conflicting cocktail of sensations made her moan out and shoot across the table. Discord used a quick wave of his magic to move all the items safely aside, not wanting to stain the carpet with tea or any of the untouched treats. Fortunately, the draconequus was quick enough with his efforts for Smolder to get right between his legs with her nostrils flaring, and her muzzle drooling in anticipation.

“Yeah, that’s right~” Discord gave a hard tug of his cock while pulling it upward with his claw, giving his balls a more inviting view for the upclose dragon. “Show your Daddy what you want~” Smolder let out a faint, shuddering moan when she saw those balls hanging so lewdly from between his thick, meaty thighs. She sucked in a deep breath, which made her pussy quiver intensely within the tight confines of her padding. But even as one of her claws slipped in beneath her waistband to tend to that leaking cunny, her other claw reached out to grasp the base of Discord’s balls for her personal use.

“NNNFFFF!!~” Discord grimaced hard from that sudden bout of pressure, which actually stung quite a bit. But for the horny padded Princess, all that his groan did was make her grin more greedily with those crown jewels in her grasp. “W-Watch it now, Smolder,” he grunted through gritted fangs. “I-I still need to cum, remember?~”

“Oh, don’t worry ‘bout dat, Daddy~” Smolder’s eyes grew half-lidded, and she leaned in with her muzzle wide-open. Her long, reptilian tongue slid out to drag across both of those plump-looking orbs, causing Discord to moan out strainingly from above. After slathering the draconequus’ sweaty balls, and moaning to herself from the musky flavor hitting her tastebuds, she peered up at him to add in a sultry coo, “The widdle Pwincess needs her gems, Daddy~”

Before Discord could try to stop her, Smolder went in and wrapped her lips around one of those heavy balls. Her teeth were razor-sharp, but she managed to open her muzzle wide enough for the tips to just barely grace against Discord’s sensitive sac. He groaned out loudly with a heated strain, his whole body tensing up from her dangerous muzzle-work. But from Smolder’s point of view, all that his noises did was make her moan out between deep, heavy laps of her tongue against the loose skin.

“Ahh!~” Discord’s back lurched up from the back of the chair, and he had to grasp the bottom of his seat with both “hands” to keep himself in place. Despite how intimidated he was feeling from the dragon’s sharp fangs gliding against his balls, stinging each time they brushed up against his sac, his untouched cock was throbbing hard as it twitched eagerly above Smolder’s head. A couple thick spurts of precum spat out, landing in heavy strings between her fluttering wings. Discord tried his hardest to keep himself still, but each tantalizing brush of those painful teeth were causing his legs to squirm like mad with the diapered Princess nestled between them.

“Mmmmm…” Smolder eventually pulled her muzzle away from that first ball, and giggled when she saw the numerous tiny scratches her teeth left against the skin; none of them looked too serious, and weren’t even bleeding while coated in a heavy coat of her saliva. She shivered elatedly while digging her talons deep into her drooling pussy, which ended up soaking into her diaper to make it slightly heavier and warmer to the touch. Meanwhile, her other claw reached up to grasp Discord’s thick cock, which she looked up at to coo teasingly. “Dawwww, such a cute widdle cocky-wocky, Daddy~ Do you wanna make big cummies?”

“Aaaahhhh!!~” Discord knew that baby-talk shouldn’t have been getting to him that badly, but his cock throbbed hard in Smolder’s grasp after hearing that question. A couple more spurts of precum shot out, which glazed Smolder’s claw and the poofy sleeve of her dress. Smolder didn’t seem to mind that in the slightest, and grinned wickedly as she turned her attention back to Discord’s balls. Since one of them was already slathered in spit and fang-scrapes, it seemed inappropriate to leave the other untouched.

“Give the Pwincess her gems~” she growled in her foalish dialect, just before she wrapped her lips around that second nut to resume her work. Discord belted out a deep and lumbering groan, even as he winced from the stinging sensation of Smolder’s fangs scraping against his sac. With every hungry flick of the dragon’s tongue, as well as the “accidental” brushes of her teeth against his loose and vulnerable skin, more spurts of precum drizzled the Princess’ arm to further ruin her dress. Even though her gut was rumbling, and her tail was fidgeting from the incoming pressure that was building up, it was easier for Smolder to handle that constipation while tasting Discord’s salty sweat.

“Nnnffff~” Discord reeled up from his seat while Smolder was toying with his jewels. When his ass was hovering from the sweat-stained swat, he tried to groan out, “Y-You know, I… I’m more likely to cum if you--AAAHHH!!”

Right as he was about to finish his statement, he let out a strained cry when Smolder gave his ball the briefest nibble with her fangs. It wasn’t nearly enough to leave any damage, but she still managed to leave some redder scratch-marks along the curvature of his plump orb. By the time she finally slipped her muzzle away from those heavy balls, her fang-marks were fairly noticeable where she gave the lightest bout of pressure. Luckily for Discord’s sake, it seemed that he was still riled-up enough to continue throbbing in Smolder’s glazed claw. And since he was still pulled up from his seat, his exposed ass proved to be the perfect target for her tongue to venture next.

“I tink I know where you want it next, Daddy~” Smolder instantly lunged in with her tongue lolled-out, and dragged it hard between those blubbery, sweaty cheeks. Discord let out a hearty moan while reeling in his seat, unable to stay still as he shuddered from her reptilian tongue lapping his sweaty crack. The flavor of his musky sweat was ungodly strong, and caused her to groan out each time she dragged her tastebuds over his plump, puckering hole. But at the same time, the intensity of his brand prompted her to sink her muzzle in deep between those heavy cheeks; and as soon as she clenched her eyes shut, she exerted as much force as she could through her tongue to slip it through his tight opening.

“Aaaahhhh!!~” Discord reeled his head back with his eyes tightly shut, and his muzzle hung-open to belt out a blissful cry. The instant he felt that thin appendage slip through his tailhole, his cock throbbed intensely in Smolder’s vice-like grip. Her claw began to tug at his length diligently, clearly eager to get him to shoot his load. He had no idea how badly she was in need to release, but he could only assume from her tenacity that she was needing to use her padding very soon. “Nnnnnghhh… Oh, fuck!~”

If Smolder wasn’t tongue-deep inside of that musky man-ass, she likely would’ve chuckled from the fact that she got him to swear out-loud. Discord may have been a lot of things, but he was surprisingly un-profane around his friend’s students. But considering how deeply her tongue was wriggling inside his puckering hole, she couldn’t necessarily blame him for getting so pent-up. Not to mention, her claw continued to jerk his twitching length rapidly, which made his shaft throb relentlessly in her talons. Smolder could tell that he was set to blow his load soon; and given how much her bowels were churning from that tea she ingested earlier, the dragoness could only assume that she was set to blow sooner than later.

“Nnnghhh!!~” Discord was trying to keep himself raised up for Smolder’s muzzle, but his legs were wobbling badly from how difficult it was to maintain his weight. Smolder was growling in lust as she devoured that fat, musky ass for all it was worth. Trickles of her drool were dribbling down her chin, but it wasn’t as bad as the amount of precum coating her claw. However, even with how aidubly her lips were smacking hungrily around that puckering hole, she was able to hear Discord moan out, “I… I’m just about to… t-to--AHHH!!”

Smolder quickly pulled her tongue out with a wet pop, and gasped a breath of fresh air lingering of Discord’s heady musk. Discord could barely contain himself as he moaned out from that intense dislodging of the dragoness’ tongue, as well as her claw diligently jerking his needy length. Even though there was more than enough of the draconequus’ baby-batter coating her arm, Smolder seemed rather intent on getting a fresh load straight from the source. She may have still been wearing a frilly dress and a poofy diaper, but her eyes were burning with intensity as she got herself kneeled before his throbbing cock. She opened her fanged muzzle wide, and kept pumping that thick cock all it was worth while the head was aimed right at her hungry tongue.

“Aaahhhh!!~” Discord only needed one look at that open maw before reeling his head back, unable to control his lustful moaning. “Oh gosh! I… I can’t hold it!~”

“G-Good!~” Smolder’s voice may have been a little strained due to the building pressure in her gut, but she kept her smirk as wide as it was eager to receive his load. “B-Because I… I don’t tink I can hold it either, Daddy~”

Her tail was fully flagged up, lifting her dress high enough to reveal her thick diaper completely unobstructed. But unlike her padding, which remained a pristine shade of pink, Smolder had an inkling that Discord was set to burst at any moment. Her vigorous strokes grew more rapid, which made his moans even deeper as he reeled in pleasure above her. And even with how badly her stomach was twisting in knots, the only thing running through Smolder’s mind was how much the draconequus had to deliver to her mouth.

“NNNNGHHHHHH!!!~”

With a writhing shudder of his hips, Discord’s cock finally erupted hard enough to make his nerves tingle endlessly. Several heavy ropes of his white, creamy load shot out to drape all over Smolder’s blushing face, as well as her lolled-out tongue. Even though a generous amount of his cum landed over the bridge of her scaled muzzle, a good portion managed to hit the intended target of Smolder’s waiting mouth. The dragoness moaned out as she kept jerking him off, savoring every second of her messy bukkake between the legs of the daddy draconequus. The taste of his ripe, musky load hit her tastebuds like a brick, and left her shivering antsily by the time Discord finished giving the Princess that sloppy facial.

“Aaaaahhhhh!!~” Discord was reeling above the maughty Princess, with his body fully tensed throughout his climactic end. By the time Smolder pumped every drop of his seed, her face and muzzle were coated in a glossy coat of his milky white cum like the glaze on a doughnut. Even with his omnipotence and mismatched figure, it seemed that Smolder knew exactly how to leave the draconequus reeling at the brink of ecstasy with the aid of her claw and tongue. Of course, even with how overwhelmed he may have looked, he still managed to shoot a sly-looking grin down at her when he finally finished. “Hmph… I hope you’re ready for what happens when you swallow, dearie~”

Her muzzle was still wide-open and coated in splooge, but Smolder was still able to smirk up at him excitedly. She may have known what was going to happen, but that didn’t keep her from lifting herself up from Discord’s pudgy legs. The draconequus turned herself around in an instant, clearly intent on giving her Daddy a good show. She bent herself over with her padded rump raised high in the air, and kept her tail lifted when she finally closed her mouth.

“GLK!~” Smolder shuddered when she swallowed that muzzle full of jizz, needing a second to process that thick and heady load that trickled down her throat. Of course, much like how Discord described earlier, it seemed that her gulp elicited an instant effect from his earlier potion. “NNNFFFFF!!!”

Smolder lurched down with both claws tightly gripping her stomach. She felt like her bowels were twisting like a wet towel being wringed dry, which kept her tail flagged up and twitching rigidly from the intensity. Her fangs gritted tightly, and her knees buckled as she got in an undignified squat in front of Discord. The draconequus may have finished shooting a hefty load, but he still grinned eagerly when he saw Smolder getting on all fours with her diapered rear on full display. “Oooh, my goodness~” he cooed tauntingly with his eyes narrowing on her. “Are you about to have an accident, you naughty widdle Princess~”

“AHHHHH!!” A sharp cry belted from Smolder’s cum-drizzled muzzle, but she couldn’t say much more as she lifted her padded rump as high as she could. “NNNNGHHHHHH!!!~”

Her diaper was thick enough to muffle most of the loud, rapturous blast of gas that erupted just beneath her twitching tail; but when it came to the actual mudslide that erupted from her prone form, there was no way to cover up the volley of filth that filled her waiting diaper. Smolder let out a deep, long-lasting moan as she writhed helplessly in her bent-over position. The backside of her diaper instantly sagged from the weight that elicited from her crotch growing a deep shade of yellow, as her bladder fully gave out as a result of Discord’s potion. Of course, despite how badly her wetting may have compromised the structural integrity of her padding, it was the simultaneous messing that really tested the limits of her foalish garment. While Discord watched with an amused grin on his face, Smolder couldn’t help pushing as a massive volley of her mess flooded the rear of her diaper. The pink padding almost immediately morphed to a dark shade of brown as the padding swole out from her uplifted rear, and grew lumpier from the onslaught of her uncontrollable soiling that pushed the padding out tremendously. The thick, sloppy volley of her filth encompassed most of the diaper’s limits where her wetting reached, not that it seemed to bother Smolder as she was left moaning in her compromised state. Even when she finally finished messing, with her swollen diaper jiggling precariously with every twitch of her raised rump, Discord was merely left staring with a bitten lip as he grasped his flaccid cock enviously.

“Ohhhhhh, my~” he purred with an involuntary growl as he grinned at Smolder’s bloated diaper, which looked to be very close to bursting with how dark the padding had been stained to a gaudy brown. “You really did need to go, didn’t you?~”

“Hmph~” Smolder may have been winded from that sudden unloading, which left her bowels feeling badly emptied while wearing a dangerously swollen diaper between her legs. But as she peered back at Discord with a hungry grin, her exhausted state didn’t conceal how eagerly she waited for him to reciprocate the gesture. “W-Well, I… I wanna see something from you now, Daddy~”

Discord may have already shot his load, but his grin remained rather lustful as he narrowed his eyes on the dragoness. “Oh, is that so?” he asked with a piqued smirk across his fanged muzzle. “Is that meant to be a challenge, Princess?~”

Smolder actually shook her head to that taunting remark, and clarified with, “Well… I wouldn’t mind seeing how a big, sexy Daddy gets it done~”

Smolder’s foalish tone of voice seemed to get to Discord greatly, as he grinned particularly wide to such a bold claim. With a snap of his claw, the briefs around his knees were abruptly vanished from sight, and replaced with a plush, poofy white diaper wrapped around his waist. By the time Smolder was able to pull herself up, despite the massively bloated garment hanging from her trembling hips, Discord turned himself around in his chair so he could point his padded rump right at her. He lifted up his own scaly tail, giving the Princess an up-close view of his diaper as he bent himself over the back of his tiny chair. When he looked back at her with a taunting grin, Smolder narrowed her eyes on him while trying to stand pridefully in her soiled Princess attire. “C’mon, Daddy,” she growled with a foalish tone of voice that made him shiver, “wet’s see how you make a poopy now~”

Discord nodded accordingly to her request, and said with a sharp groan, “W-Well… I hope you appreciate this~ NNNNNGHHHHHH!!!”

Discord clenched his eyes shut, and pushed as hard as he could for Smolder’s perverted amusement. In less than a couple seconds, she could see the back of his diaper swelling out from the sudden messing he pushed into it. The padding instantly began to grow a deep shade of brown of its own, while he continued to groan through gritted teeth. His whole body quivered through the process, clearly showing how badly he needed to exert in order to fulfill his duties to the Princess. The diaper soon began to sag down several inches, while the onslaught of his hefty messing proved to be just as effective as Smolder’s. The sounds of his strained moans, accompanied with the sloppy exertions that were barely muffled through his padding, caused Smolder to shiver excitedly as she watched with great interest from behind.

“MMMFFFF!!!~” Discord may have been an all-knowing and all-encompassing figure, but all that Smolder saw was how eagerly he was willing to flood his diaper to the absolute fullest. The padding seemed to stretch out to hold the volley of mess that he delivered, before the lumpy garment was left straining over his thick and voluptuous rump. By the time he finally finished pushing with a deep and elated sigh, Smolder was left shivering from how swollen it became; every inch of his diaper seemed to be stained a deep, heavy shade of brown, and the material itself looked like it was close to tearing apart if he pushed any further. When he finally looked like he was finished, and he was gripping the chair with all his might to keep himself still, all that Smolder did was clap her claws elatedly while grinning from ear to ear.

“Oooohhhhh… Nice job, daddy!~” Smolder gave him some much-needed applause, cheering him on for using his diaper so efficiently in front of “Royalty.” By the time he glanced back at her with a winded sigh, Smolder was grinning smug as she asked, “So… does Daddy think he did a good job?~”

“Heh~” Discord eventually pulled himself off the chair, and stood with a wider gait to counteract the heavy load dangling between his legs. While he and Smolder stood with massively filled diapers hanging from their waists, the draconequus was the first to ask snidely, “Well, let me ask you something, Princess…”

His eyes narrowed on her with a piqued smirk, before he asked teasingly, “What else did you want to do tonight?~”

Despite how full her diaper felt, Smolder tilted her head with an equally taunting grin back at him. “Oh bewieve me, Daddy… There’s a wot I wanna do~”

The End