Sprout stepped into his bedroom, his diaper rather wet over the course of that evening's activities. He climbed up onto the changing table with his mom right behind him, grabbing a fresh diaper from the shelves below.

"Alright, sugar cube," Phyllis began as she untaped her son's wet diaper. "Here's how it's going to work tomorrow. You're going to get up a little early, with me before I head for work. I'll get you cleaned up, but not put another diaper on you for the day. I go to work, and you go help the construction team at the lighthouse. I'll get you diapered up again when I get home from work, and Izzy will be back the next morning. Sound good?"

"Yes, mommy," Sprout nodded as the wet wipe made it's way across his diaper area, before the fresh one was unfolded, placed under him, and fastened around his tail. He had already received his voluntary spanking earlier tonight after dinner, so after this it was straight to bed. After a quick powdering, the diaper was brought up between his legs, and fastened around his waist. He wondered if he would have to go at all in the night, because if not, it seemed to be a bit of a waste, as he would be out of them for most of the day tomorrow.

Not that he would opt to go without one for the night. Just being in them helped him sleep better, or at least that's how he felt.

With the change complete, he sat up and hopped off the changing table, and was quickly helped into his hoofed pajamas before he was walked over to the crib, climbing in, and his mom tucked him in with the blanket, before leaning down and kissing him on the forehead.

"I'm proud of you, Sprout. Have a good night, sweetheart," she told him, before raising the bars up, and went to the door, shutting off the light and shutting it nearly all the way.

Sprout sunk deeper into his pillow, resisting the urge to rub one out, figuring maybe that if he could hold off for the rest of the night and tomorrow, it would feel even better when and if Izzy did it the next day...

Sunny slowly came to in the middle of the night, glancing at the clock on the nightstand, reading a time of 3 AM. She usually slept through the night, but she hadn't quite gotten used to these surroundings yet. Well, that, and that an adult-sized disposable diaper was snugly taped around her waist.

She wasn't ready to blame that for her restlessness. No, that would probably be the fact that her bladder was currently alerting her brain that it needed to make more room for that two-liter of soda she had shared with Izzy over pizza and breadsticks.

Seeing Izzy sound asleep in the adjacent bed, Sunny quietly removed the covers and got out of bed on the far side, walking around both beds to the bathroom area. The door itself was closed, but she did agree to Izzy's rule of no bathrooms for this little trial run of theirs. Besides, she was quite curious after she saw how swollen Sprout's diapers had gotten yesterday. She had even asked him how he had gotten used to doing it so suddenly, fighting back and resisting his mind's potty training.

'Oh it's not really resisting training' Sprout had told her. 'But sort of.... Like, adding another layer of training on top of it. I'm not completely used to it yet, don't get me wrong, but it is about slowly getting your mind used to these being an acceptable place to go. The first time I had to go, mom had to run a faucet at a trickle, and even tickle me to finally get me to break.'

Luckily, this hotel room was like most others in Maretime Bay, and the bathroom sink and counter was placed outside the smaller room where the toilet and shower were. So with diaper crinkling with every step, she walked to the back of the room, and her eyes had adjusted enough where she didn't need to turn the light on above the sink and risk waking Izzy. She reached over the sink and just barely turned on the faucet. As the small stream of water trickled into the sink in the darkness of the room, Sunny resisted the urge to close her legs together, and slowly took a breath.

As she let it out, she felt her bladder release. She felt the warmth against her marehood immediately as it began to spread out across the inside of the diaper. Just as she was afraid that it was coming too fast, that perhaps she was supposed to let it out slower to avoid it spilling over, the absorbent layers began to soak it in and swell up. Almost ten seconds past before she realized she hadn't been breathing, and resumed doing so as the stream continued. At fifteen seconds, it began to taper off, and she took another deep breath. As she reached to shut the faucet off, she was still wrapping her mind around that she had just peed herself, and that it had been rather on the easy side.

At last, she was done. But it was too dark to look in the mirror at how it now looked. But the feeling was undeniable; warm and wet. She turned to head back to her bed, and she heard the unmistakable squishing along with the crinkling. She walked back to her bed as quietly as she could, and immediately noticed how her back legs were just a little farther apart due to her now swollen diaper. Climbing back into bed with a yawn, she gave it a few test pokes as she sunk her head back into her pillow. While she was a little nervous that it would leak in the night, she also knew that Sprout's looked positively more swollen than this, so that she was likely safe.

That's what these diapers were for, and Izzy would no doubt take care of her in the morning.

Author's Note

Hope everyone is enjoying this so far. Not sure how much longer it's going to go, but I've got two more chapters at the very least, and I'm always open to suggestions on what readers would like to see.

As always, thanks for reading!