Sprout's Second Chance

Sunny laid back on the bed, a bath towel underneath her, as she kept her quivers to a minimum as Izzy made her way across her nether regions with cool wet wipes, cleaning up the manure that had spread across her diaper area. Whenever Sunny risked a glance, which wasn't often, she saw that Izzy was going about her task with absolutely no grimacing or disgust.

"I hope this embarrassment passes soon, little Sunny," Izzy commented as she continued her work. "You're only using your diaper for what it's for, and it's pretty much my fault for how messy it is down here," the unicorn finished.

Sunny was glad for how enthusiastic Izzy was in her role; now that the afterglow had subsided, her very full diaper felt nothing but gross, and she wanted out of it.

"I-It's not just that, Izzy..." Sunny stammered. "It's also what I called you..."

"Come on, Sunny. I took it as a compliment. I'm flattered! In fact, if you want to keep calling me mommy, I'm perfectly fine with it.. In fact..." Izzy paused as she grabbed a fresh diaper from the pack in between the two beds, unfolding it and taking a moment to fluff it up before sliding it under Sunny. The way she was lifted and cradled with her magic made the earth pony feel even more like a foal.

"...If you really end up enjoying everything about today, I was wondering if you'd want to come be a playmate for Sprout tomorrow when I go foalsitting again."

Sunny's eyes widened at the thought, but then immediately began to warm up to it. If she wanted a truly authentic experience, that would be the place to go about it; there was a crib, changing table, high chair, and more foal toys than they had here in the hotel room.

And since she had already seen Sprout like this, it only made sense to return the favor.

"Yeah, I think that'd be nice, as long as I don't have to walk over there like this, okay?" Sunny asked.

"Don't worry. I'm not about to make my friends become exhibitionists," Izzy reassured her as she brought the front of the diaper up, smoothed it against her stomach, and snugly taped it closed on both sides.

"Aaand done!" The unicorn announced. Sunny sat up and found the clean, crinkly garment immensely preferable to the soaked, smelly one Izzy had tightly wrapped up, bagged, and put into the trash. After that, she hopped back over to her bed and grabbed the book she had on her side of the nightstand, sitting back against the headboard and opened it to where she had left off.

A few minutes later, Izzy did the same with a book of her own, but first, she went back over to the table next to the TV and got out a plastic jug of apple juice, and a sippy cup, pouring it full then set it down on Sunny's side of the nightstand.

"For when my little filly gets thirsty," she said, before laying back on her bed and cracking open her own book.

It only took a few swallows for Sunny's bladder to signal her brain again. Instead of going back to the sink outside of the bathroom, Sunny leaned back a bit farther into the headboard, spreading her hind legs, and took a quiet breath. Focusing on her bladder, but not too hard, she imagined a trickling faucet... A babbling creek... And relaxed.

She felt that familiar tingly feeling when she felt her bladder release into her clean diaper, waiting as it soaked up and became just a tad more swollen, but not really in too noticeable a way.

Now she understood how Sprout had taken to it so quickly.

She was about to go back to her book when a knock on the door startled her. Her eyes darted over to the door as Izzy immediately hopped up and pranced over to the door. Realizing she wasn't going to have enough time to get over to the bathroom, even if Izzy had unlocked it, she slammed her book closed and simply rolled to the side, down to the floor in between the two beds, landing softly next to the open pack of diapers, her eyes barely peeking above the comforter.

"Good morning, Sheriff Hitch!" Izzy greeted with a smile.

"Hey there, Izzy. I remembered you had a day off of foalsitting, so I figured I'd drop by and see how you two are doing." Hitch replied, looking past Izzy into the room.

"We're doing great! Although it seems somepony is just a little bit shy at the moment," Izzy said, glancing back with Hitch to where Sunny's face was half-peeking from behind her bed.

"Sunny? You okay?" Hitch asked as he stepped inside next to the unicorn, a hint of concern filling his voice as the mare hadn't budged an inch yet.

Sunny was nearly quivering, but Izzy gave her a soft, reassuring smile, and after swallowing, Sunny got to her hooves, and stepped out from behind the bed.

"Well, Sunny, you're looking... Different," Hitch remarked, turning back to Izzy. "I guess you don't have a day off from foalsitting after all."

"A-After seeing Sprout yesterday, I... Got a little curious," Sunny admitted, beginning to twiddle her front hooves.

"I can see that," Hitch remarked, coming up to Sunny as Izzy closed the door. "Slipping into the carefree foal life quite easily, eh Sunny?"

Sunny rolled her eyes at the teasing remark, turning to go back to her book on the bed.

"Wet already? That's a violation of Code 1616," Hitch continued after she turned around.

"Ha ha, very funny," Sunny remarked, trying to hide her embarrassment from the attentive sheriff. Of course he would be able to spot something like that; he could spot a piece of litter from a block away.

"You want to stay for lunch?" Izzy asked, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "She might need to be changed by then!"