The Scent of Babyality

While taking a walk on the outskirts of Ponyville one day, Twilight Sparkle stumbles upon an odd sight. A grown colt dressed like a foal. The strange pony stops to chat with her a second before proceeding on their way. Twilight expects the strange encounter to end their, but little does she realize this short encounter will have a much larger impact.

It was a beautiful day as Twilight Sparkle strolled along the road on the outskirts of Ponyville.

Her schedule had been wide open for the day, and the alicorn decided it would be nice to take a nice walk around the outskirts of town.

It was pretty quiet as she walked along, only having passed a pony or two on her little stroll.

Other then the occasional cottage here and there along the way there wasn’t any real reason for somepony to be on the outer roads.

Not that Twilight minded the peace and quiet.

It was nice to just be alone with her thoughts, just the sounds of the birds occasionally interrupting her train of thought.

As she made it over the next bend, she could see a pony in the distance walking toward her.

She didn’t give it much thought, figuring the pony to be one that lived out here or just enjoying the day like herself.

Perhaps that was why she stopped dead in her tracks as she and the other pony began to get close to one another on the trail.

Trotting toward her was a unicorn colt, not much older than herself. From a distance it had looked like he was wearing a t-shirt and overalls, but now that he was in clear sight, Twilight could see this was not quite the case.

The garment didn’t have legs, only wrapping around the stallion’s rump and rear.

Twilight could also see bits of fabric that matched the stallion’s shirt peaking out past the leg holes, and further past them, what appeared to be white plastic.

It was an outfit that Twilight was somewhat accustomed to.

She had seen many foals dressed like this. The Cake twins occasionally wore these types of cloths, and she had changed her niece Flurry Heart in and out of them a few times as well.

Still, she could hardly believe the full grown pony walking toward her was wearing a onesie and shortalls.

With each step toward her however, it became harder and harder to deny.

The sight became only clearer as he drew near. His large rear, the crinkle in his step, and his widened gait all gave little doubt that he was wearing a diaper.

As if that wasn’t obvious enough, Twilight could also see a pacifier clip attached to the stallions shortalls, attached to a baby blue pacifier that was in his mouth.

He didn’t seem to notice her at first, seeming to be too busy sucking on his pacifier with an amused smile on his face.

As he turned to face her however, his eyes widened and a big grin appeared on his muzzle as he got closer, hobbling quickly over to the purple alicorn and spitting out his pacifier so that he could speak.

“Hi there! I’m Little Tyke! What’s yours?” Said the unicorn.

Twilight was still in a slight state of shock, but she still managed to answer.

“I’m… Twilight.” She said as she looked the colt over.

Little Tyke seemed to take notice. “Do you like my outfit? Mommy picked it out for me! But I helped! She says I’m the cutest colt in the whole wide world!”

Twilight stared dumbfounded at the statement. Could this colt’s Mommy really have suggested he dress this way?

He continued to look patiently at Twilight for a response, but decided to speak when he didn’t get one after a few seconds.

“You wanna play? We can play tag! Or paddycake! I love that one! Mommy taught me and I can remember almost all the- ugh!”

In an instant the colt stopped speaking, a panged look replacing the bubbly happy one that had been there a second earlier.

“Are you ok? What’s wrong?” Asked Twilight, surprised at how quick the colt’s demeanor had changed.

The colt turned away from her, taking a few steps before pushing his body into a squat and grunting.

Twilight reached out a hoof in concern and got closer, hearing Little Tyke begin to utter a simple word.

“Pu…Pu…POOPY!”

Before Twilight could react, the stinky smell of what Little Tyke had done assaulted her nostrils. It had knocked the wind out of her, causing her to collapse to the ground in a fit of coughs as she tried in vain to plug her nose and back away from the colt filling his pants.

She watched from a distance as his rear expanded bit by bit, causing more and more of the diaper beneath his cloths to emerge. His cloths were in a losing battle to keep it contained, and after a few grunts and pushes, the buttons on his shortalls and onesie snapped in unison with a loud chorus of snaps.

The majority of his disposable underwear was now fully visible, sagging with a brownish tint as the colt continued to push an unbelievable amount of mess into his seat. The sound of liquid making content with the diaper’s insides in between his grunts also told Twilight he was wetting his diaper too.

She wanted so much to back away further, to put as much distance between herself and this ballooning diaper full of muck as possible.

All she could manage to do though was stare and cough in a strange trance of grossed out agony.

She wasn’t sure exactly how long it had been before Little Tyke finally finished using his diaper. It could’ve been two minutes or two hours, she really had no idea.

She was just thankful when it was over and the stench at least began to get a little less bad.

Little Tyke let out a long sigh of relief, his tummy now feeling much better after his mess made its way into his diaper.

He reached a hoof back and prodded his diaper’s bloated exterior curiously, giggling with glee at how mushy it was.

He then eased himself back up into a full standing position and turned back toward Twilight, who was still coughing from the smell emitting from his diaper.

“Hehe! I better head home so Mommy can change me! I don’t think my diaper can hold much more!” Said Little Tyke with a big smile as he began to waddle away.

Twilight could barely make out his cutie mark, a ring stack, beneath his diaper as she tried to regain her senses.

“How in Equestria can you be so happy pooping yourself?” Asked Twilight as nicely as her grossed out mind could manage.

Little Tyke turned back, answering as if it was it was obvious.

“Cause I like it that’s why! It feels way better in my diaper then in me!” He said with a giggle and continued on, his desire to play long forgotten in favor of having his diaper changed.

Twilight watched him waddle down the path and out of sight, taking in more and more fresh air as he got further away.

She eventually regained her composure and picked herself up, continuing in the opposite direction toward home.

She had never meet a pony like that before, and didn’t really want to again.

One thing that she couldn’t quite get out of her head was what Little Tyke had said.

Better in my diaper then in me…