Sprout's Second Chance

With the tub just over half full of lukewarm sudsy, soapy water, Hitch shut the faucet off, left the bathroom, and headed back down the hall to the kitchen. He pulled the frozen pizza from the freezer and put it on the pan which he promptly slid into the pre-heated oven, setting the timer for sixteen minutes, and then went over to the box that Izzy had sent him. He opened it, and took out a single teabag, double-checking the note that each bag would, well, do whatever it did to him, for approximately six hours, so one would easily last until after bedtime, then he'd be back to normal by morning. Easy peasy.

Along with the pizza in the oven, he started a kettle of water to prepare the tea, and would mix it with milk and sugar for his drink along with pizza, and that would be that. Now that he knew he had a limited time to get Sprout bathed and changed before dinner, he turned and headed back towards the living room.

The unmistakable scent of manure hit his nostrils before he had even come to the entryway.

"I think I finally have a stinky colt to deal with, don't I?" He asked as he came through the entryway from the kitchen.

Sprout blushed profusely as he was trying to concentrate on the current track piece he was putting together, about to loop the track around the coffee table, wondering if he should pretend that he didn't hear Hitch.

"Come on, dinner's in the oven, so we don't have a lot of time to get you cleaned up," Hitch told him, coming over to him and standing him up, and started guiding him down the hall towards the bathroom. Sprout saw that he had already laid out a fresh diaper, wipes, and powder on the counter, right before being laid down on the bathroom rug. It wasn't big enough to accommodate his whole body, and he shivered a bit when his upper back, and neck came into contact with the cold tile floor.

"Don't worry, just have to get this off you and wiped up a bit and you'll be in the warm soapy bath water," Hitch commented as he began to undo the tapes of Sprout's diaper one by one. The red stallion's mind seized up a bit as he dreaded Hitch opening up his diaper and seeing what he had done.

Blast it, why was he feeling like this all of a sudden? These waves of embarrassment were ten times worse than what he had gone through with Izzy and Sunny. This had been Hitch's idea in the first place, and honestly, if he hadn't embraced this treatment as a new fetish of his, he'd likely be relishing in having Hitch having to get his share of the consequences of suggesting something like this to his mom. Instead, he was continually worried that his best friend would be disgusted when he finally got that last tape pulled off, and opened his diaper to see what he had done.

But when Hitch did just that, he didn't look repulsed or disgusted, and instead grabbed the wet wipes and began getting as much off of his hindquarters as possible, before pulling it out from under him, and picking him up, and gently depositing him into the soapy water. With that, he turned around, rolled up the diaper, and deposited it in the trash, before tying up the bag for later disposal, before returning his attention to the stallion in the tub.

Hitch was quick and methodical, first dribbling mane shampoo over Sprout's head, then gently massaged it to a fluffy white lather, before getting the bottle of coat wash and a cloth, then made his way down Sprout's barrel and stomach.

Sprout's expression took on a momentary look of horror when his erection poked through the soap suds floating on the surface of the water, but Hitch paid it no mind.

'How can he be so... So CALM about this?!?' Sprout screamed in his mind, while also begging his erection to go down. Luckily that was the case as Hitch judged him clean enough, and popped the plug on the drain out, before grabbing the shower head and turning it on, spraying Sprout down with lukewarm water, rinsing off all the soap from his mane and coat. Once he was al rinsed, Hitch plugged in the mane dryer as Sprout stepped out onto the bathroom rug as water dripped down.

Sprout stood there shivering until Hitch turned the dryer on and started blowing hot air at him, starting with the top of his mane. Cooling water continued to drip down at a quicker rate with the help of the blow dryer, and a couple minutes later he was mostly dry, with Hitch dabbing a couple damp spots on his thighs.

"I think that'll do it. Want me to get any gel for your mane? To do it how you like it?" Hitch asked.

Sprout took a couple steps forward to turn and look at his reflection in the mirror above the sink, and saw how messy and unkempt his mane was. It looked...

Coltish.

"N-no, that's alright. Makes me look the part a little more, foalish, don't ya think?" Sprout asked.

Hitch gave him a light smirk.

"You know, I think you're right," he commented, reaching a hoof up and rubbed his head vigorously with a noogie. Sprout groaned, but chuckled afterward. "Alright, down on the rug. Let's get you into a fresh diaper before the oven timer goes off."

This wasn't Sunny's first rodeo with Izzy's vibrator, and right now it was a double-edged sword. On one hoof, she didn't want to lose to Pipp like she had to Sprout the last time Izzy had pulled this toy of hers out, but on the other, if she really pressed into the bulb, not only would Pipp get more pressure too, but that would mean increasing the risk of leaking these very full diapers onto the carpet of their new house. All she had been doing for the past few minutes is turning and twisting slightly, but not applying too much pressure, and Pipp had been doing the same, as the two mares did their best to avoid eye contact with each other.

"Who's it gonna be...?" Izzy sing-sang, prancing around the pair on the floor as they took soft gasping breaths.

"What I would give to have your sparkle-vision for just five minutes, or you know, whatever you call it," Zipp commented, leaning over against the banister with the changing supplies next to her.

Sunny suddenly had an idea, seeing the changing mat just a few feet behind Pipp. Pushing not with her waist and diaper, but instead with her back hooves, Sunny slid Pipp back across the carpet towards the changing mat. It took three good pushes, and on the last one, Sunny planted her back hooves on the edge of the changing mat to keep it from sliding across the floor from Pipp's weight, and pushed the padded pegasus one final time, bumping her up onto the mat.

Immediately following herself, so as to not break the vibrator's contact with either of their diapers and be accused of cheating, Sunny now leaned forward once she saw they were both completely on the plastic mat. She threw her front legs around Pipp and embraced her, and put all of her weight against the vibrator. This was going to end in a few seconds one way or the other as the moans from both mares increased in volume, and Sunny began softly thrusting into the white bulb, and was fairly certain her diaper had started leaking.

She squeezed her eyes shut, and gave out a lustful cry as she came into her overflowing diaper.

"Sunny wins!" Izzy declared, as the earth pony finally released Pipp, and flopped down on her back, onto the semi-soft plastic pad, taking in deep breaths, allowing herself the slightest of open mouth smiles as Pipp continued to struggle with the vibrator.

"Good job, sweetheart," Izzy praised her charge, leaning down and kissing her on the forehead, before lining her up on the changing pad.

"Hurry up now, Pippy, you're next!" Izzy said as she started to untape Sunny's soaked diaper.

"Don't worry," Zipp commented, as she took a seat behind her little sister, and grabbing hold of the vibrator, before pressing it hard and firm into the front of her diaper. "I've got her taken care of."

For just a moment, right as the scream of ecstasy was leaving her mouth, Pipp hoped that this new Crystal Brighthouse came with substantial soundproofing, because otherwise she was sure Maretime Bay had just heard her reach her climax.

"That's my little sis," Zipp said with a smirk, watching her sibling nearly melt into pudding as the vibrator was pulled away from her diaper, and she slid down in between Zipp's legs, almost bumping into Izzy's hindquarters, catching her breath.

"I'm not even facing her and I could tell that was really sparkly!"