"Do we deal with it? Do we take these feelings, dive in, and see where they go?"

Hitch stared down at Sprout, laying on two diapers, one wet, and the other clean which he was about to be changed into. The poor stallion was visibly quivering, and it was a moment before he took a deep breath, and nodded up at him.

That wasn't going to be good enough.

"I need to hear you say it, Sprout." Hitch told him, firmly but gently, as he leaned forward sightly, and put part of his weight on the bed, the dry and wet diapers squishing and crinkling in response. "Yes, or no?"

Hitch saw his best friend tense up for a moment, taking nearly silent breaths, then finally made eye contact with him.

"Yes, Hitch. Please."

After that, Sprout spread his hind legs a bit more, as further permission for Hitch to continue. He saw the edges of the stallion's lips curl up in the slightest of smiles as he turned his attention to the bottle of lube in his right hoof, using his left to pop the cap open, then leaned in further, bring the bottle in closer to Sprout's hindquarters, and tipping it over when it was where he wanted it.

Sprout shivered as the cold lube came into contact with his sphincter, and quivered as it was quickly followed by the tip of Hitch's left hoof as he gently spread it around, getting the red stallion's rear entrance well covered in the water-based lubricant. After several moments of the massaging movements, Hitch's attention went down to his erection, which was now completely unsheathed. He likewise turned the bottle of lube over and dribbled the fluid over his stallionhood before capping the bottle and tossed it on the bed next to Sprout before gently rubbing it in, giving his erection a slippery shine to it.

"H-Hitch?" Sprout said just above a whisper.

"Yeah, Sprout?"

"I-Is this your first time?"

Hitch smiled gently at his friend.

"Yep. You're my first," the sheriff replied.

Sprout shuddered in anticipation once more. Hitch Trailblazer was, to him, the most handsome stallion in Maretime Bay, who could get pretty much anypony he wanted, and this was going to be the first time for both of them. He watched as Hitch got himself better positioned, putting his front hooves further up on both sides of him, as his erection popped up above the mattress again, and he looked down to make sure it was lined up properly.

Sprout took a breath as he felt Hitch's tip press against his hole.

"Now, I think the most important part is to try your best to relax. Take deep breaths. In through the nose, out through the mouth. I'm going to go nice and slow, and you tell me if you need me to pause or pull out, alright?" Hitch asked.

A very small part of Sprout's mind wanted Hitch's tone to be unquestioningly dominating and for him to take him right here without question or gentleness. But the more sensible parts of his brain knew that that would more than likely result in a very embarrassing visit to the emergency room, so the red stallion merely nodded, and began taking deep, slow breaths.

In through the nose, and out through the mouth.

Hitch slowly but firmly began to push his tip against Sprout's sphincter. The red stallion tensed for a moment, but then relaxed when he renewed his focus on his breathing, and he felt the tip slip in. He couldn't deny it; the feeling felt almost exactly like he was relieving himself, and due to the stress of today, he hadn't had a messy diaper all day today. He was now dreading that Hitch's actions were going to get his endowment coated in fecal matter, and hoped that the constipation was just a little further up in his colon as Hitch pushed another inch inward.

"Alright, I'm in. You alright?" Hitch asked, pausing in his gentle pushing.

Sprout took another deep breath.

"A bit of pressure, but it doesn't hurt yet," Sprout answered.

"Alright then, a little more," Hitch warned him, then continued leaning forward.

Sprout felt the pressure in his colon increase as Hitch slid in another inch. He closed his eyes, focusing completely on his breathing and was hoping there was enough room in there to let Hitch all the way in.

Every centimeter Hitch sunk his stallionhood into his friend presented an ever-increasing picture of how warm and tight he felt. He paused every inch or so, letting the red stallion become accustomed to being entered this way.

"You're doing great, pal. Let me know when to keep going," Hitch gently encouraged him, hearing his deep breathing becoming more pronounced.

Sprout was currently attempting to keep his mind from exploding, staying laser-focused on the air entering and leaving his lungs, wondering how much farther Hitch had to go, and whether or not he'd be able to take it. Was he up to his medial ring yet, or had he just not felt it go in?

"How you doing, Sprout?" he heard Hitch asked.

"So... Full... Keep going..." the stallion replied in between breaths.

"Almost there, one more push..."

Sprout fought the urge to tense up, and then a few moments later, heard the diaper underneath him crinkle, and felt Hitch's balls press against his dock, just before he let out a soft sigh of pleasure.

"Ah... Wow... You did it. Way to go, buddy..." Hitch said to him, almost sounding like he had to catch his breath.

Sprout continued taking deep breaths, because he knew they were just getting started.

Hitch stayed there he was for the next few moments, letting Sprout get used to him. He could feel the stallion's pounding heart resonate down his body.

"Well..." Sprout said, opening his eyes. "What are you waiting for? Show me what you got..."

Hitch was pretty sure he was just a few moments away from flaring.

"Hope you're not working on your endurance just yet, pal. After last night, I'm not far away from the edge right now," Hitch warned him. "Let's start small."

With that, Hitch pulled out just over an inch, before gently thrusting back in, causing Sprout to draw in a breath. He couldn't believe how tight Sprout's hindquarters were gripping him. He then pulled out two inches before going back in, then three.

Even though he was concentrating on his breathing, Sprout couldn't help but be a little disappointed that Hitch wasn't reaching his prostate. His erection was positively throbbing, but he knew it was because of the diapers crinkling and squishing underneath him. But it didn't matter when he saw the look on Hitch's face, and knew that he was honestly trying to hold back.

"F... Faster... Harder..." Sprout whimpered.

"You... You sure?" Hitch asked, slowing his thrusts down for a few seconds.

Sprout nodded, spreading his legs as best he could.

Hitch pulled back until his medial ring barely popped out, then shoved himself back in. But instead of pausing, he rapidly increased his pace.

"Ah!" Sprout cried out in pleasure, taking his front hooves off of the bed sheets and put them around Hitch's hooves that were keeping him up on the bed. "H-Harder daddy!"

A small part of Hitch's mind wanted to pause when he heard Sprout cry that pet name out, but the rest of him wanted to give him exactly what he begged for, and knew it was only going to be a matter of seconds now.

Sprout's eyes widened when he felt Hitch flared inside him, and he felt the flare finally brush against his prostate, shooting a new overwhelming sense of pleasure up to his mind. He took in a gasping breath as Hitch's pace began to falter, before he hilted inside him, and he felt his colon fill up with his friend's seed.

Sprout moaned in pleasure as Hitch loomed above him with gritted teeth as he continued to pump ropes of cum into him. When he was finally spent, he took care to not collapse on top of him.

"You okay?" Hitch softly asked, short of breath. Sprout nodded.

Hitch slowly pulled out as he began to soften a bit. When his tip popped out, Sprout felt momentarily empty. When Hitch saw that none of his deposit was going to immediately follow, he pulled the wet diaper out from under him, leaving only the clean one, which he had to reposition due to their movements on the bed. He also saw how Sprout hadn't achieved release like he had, and was still twitching on the edge.

"Don't worry, I'm not gonna leave you hanging like that, but thanks to last night, I think I know where you like to go the most," Hitch told him with a smirk as he grabbed the foal powder out of the diaper bag on the floor next to the bed.

Sprout shuddered in embarrassment as Hitch dusted his erection and the rest of his diaper area before bringing the front of the diaper up, smoothed it against his stomach, before bringing the back wings up and taped them up tighter than usual, barely covering Sprout's very full mast.

"There we go, now you can use your diaper for what you like the most..." Hitch said, before putting a hoof on the very noticeable bump on the front of the diaper, and began to rub it firmly; slowly at first, before picking up speed.

The effect it had on Sprout was immediate.

"Now be a good colt and cum for daddy," Hitch told him, and that was clearly the stallion's breaking point.

"Daddy!" Sprout said, bucking up once, before he tensed up, and the scent of seed only increased as most of it was contained, but two squirts managed to get past the elastic and coat the top of his stomach, before the red stallion finally went limp.

"There we go," Hitch said, as he climbed up on the bed all the way, pulling Sprout up to the pillows before collapsing next to him, finally allowing himself to bask in the afterglow. So he was surprised when Sprout took a breath, then moaned in annoyance, before rolling to his side away from him.

"You okay, Sprout?" Hitch asked.

The red stallion let out a whine.

"Things are gonna be weird now..." Sprout said, without turning back to him.

Hitch took a silent breath, before sliding over and snuggling next to his friend.

"Well, Sprout, I hate to be the bearer of obvious news, but I'm pretty sure you took a galloping nosedive into 'weird' when you decided to stay in diapers after your mom was going to put a stop to it. But you know what? I think I like this new, weird side of you. It's certainly had an effect on Sunny, too."

As Hitch put his front legs around Sprout, the red stallion finally rolled back over, turning back to his best friend, their snouts nearly touching.

"Are... Are we a thing now?" Sprout asked.

"Do you want us to be?"

Sprout almost immediately nodded.

"Yes, daddy. I would."

Sunny, Pipp, Zipp, and Izzy looked proudly looked at their completed nursery in the basement of the Crystal Brighthouse. Were it not for the much larger size of the cribs and changing table, one would think a couple ponies were starting a sizeable family, and not just a few friends embracing each other's mutual kink.

After working all day, stopping for lunch and dinner, they were finally done for now. The cribs were assembled and the changing table shelves were packed with diapers and changing supplies. But much to the disappointment of Sunny and Pipp, there would be no sleeping in here just yet; the mattresses were not yet in the cribs because the fresh paint still had to dry overnight.

"Alright, I can't take it anymore! Time for that pumpkin pie in the fridge for dessert!" Sunny said, prancing out of their nursery and back up to the first floor.

"You doing okay, sis? You've seemed a bit distant today," Zipp told her little sister.

"Yeah, a bit," Pipp admitted.

"Still thinking about what you told me last night?"

Pipp nodded.

"Don't worry, I'm not going to make any drastic decisions," Pipp told her. "But I think I'm going to pass on dessert."

With that, the two siblings made their way out of the nursery, and while Zipp went to the kitchen where Sunny was dishing up plates of pie, Pipp continued up to the second floor to her new bed, grabbing her phone off of the charger, and went into her Contacts list. Starting a video call, she took care to keep her fresh diaper well outside of the camera's angle. It was only a few moments before the recipient answered the call.

"Well isn't this quite the pleasant surprise," Queen Haven said as she got her phone's camera aligned with her face. "It feels like I barely saw you when you and Zipp were in town with Sunny a few days ago."

"Yeah, I know, mom. How about I make it up to you? Want to get together for lunch tomorrow? If I leave in the morning I can be there around noon. I have something I want to tell you."

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