Breakfast was delicious, but the silence that fell over them was unbearable. Or at least to Gallus it was unbearable. He would often glance up at Sandbar, hoping for some conversation, but the earth pony was just as quiet and mostly focused on his food. When Sandbar did look up, Gallus could only manage a brief smile or aimless wiggle of his eyebrows before he was forced to look back down at his plate due to the embarrassment of staring too long.

This was an unusual situation for Gallus. He normally excelled pretty well at small talk. Shallow comments like ‘weather’s looking great outside’ or ‘did you use salt AND pepper on these eggs?’ would usually bail him out of any potentially awkward silence. This time though, he couldn’t come up with anything. The ever present sensation of his diaper - the wet, yellow thing that was still kind of warm around his waist - was throwing him off his game and making his stupid cheeks blush WAY more than was necessary.

“So uhm, salt and pepper?” he finally stammered out, causing Sandbar to look up from his food, “th-the food I mean...You used salt and pepper?”

“...Yeah?” Sandbar replied, “Silverstream let me try some pepper she brought back from her trip to Mount Aris. I think it adds a nice extra bit of zest and color to the food.”

“Yeah, that’s what I was thinking,” Gallus replied, “zest and...color...”

The two looked at each other for a moment. They glanced down at their food and then went back eating. Silence returned.

The silence for Sandbar wasn't nearly as agonizing as Gallus. He was just happy to have his best friend to cook for. Better yet, his best friend was wearing a diaper - a wet diaper - and that made something as simple as breakfast just fun to experience. He was happy that Gallus was still wearing the diaper. He was happy he was comfortable enough to pee in it. Really, just having the griffin around made Sandbar happy!

“That was really good, Bar,” Gallus said when the food finally ran out and the meal had run its course. He couldn’t remember the last time he had a good home cooked meal, even something as simple as their small breakfast.

“It’s the least I could do,” Sandbar replied, “I...really want you to know how much this means to me. Not just helping me change, but...” his eyes trailed downwards, “uhm...do you want me to change you now or...”

The comment called attention to Gallus’s diaper which had cooled to an icy chill by now. The foreign sensation made Gallus regret choosing this over the toilet. He wouldn’t be cold and wet if he just used the toilet. Why’d he use the stupid diaper again?

“Oh,” he started, “y-you know it’s no big deal if you don’t want to...”

“B-but I want to!” Sandbar said as he stood up from the table. A palatable excitement could be heard in his voice.

“I can just duck back into the bathroom and change if it’s too big of an ask.”

“You want your diaper changed or not?” Sandbar replied, “just lay down.”

Gallus’s beak snapped shut. ‘Your diaper’. Honestly not the most ideal word choice. If anything, it just made his stupid cheeks blush more. Thinking about it now, just taking off the diaper and showering was the logical choice. There was no need to involve Sandbar or embarrass himself by laying on the ground when he could just...take it off. He could have very easily turned the offer down. He could have easily just said, ‘no thank you, Sandbar. I am a grown griffin and am perfectly capable of taking care of my own diaper that I consciously urinated into and then proceeded to wear well into the morning meal and have only now decided to change out of it.’

Which is why he found himself lying on the ground, on his back, with his legs splayed out and ready for a change.

The diaper was...well it was wet, but not soaked. From Sandbar’s expert eye, it was clear to the pony that the diaper could easily hold another wetting before it actually needed changing. Still, by the way Gallus delicately laid on the floor and how the griffin’s cheeks wouldn’t stop blushing, changing him out of the diaper now was for the best. He seemed like he was reaching his daily limit of diaper related antics anway. So, without any more delays, Sandbar went right to work.

Through the whole thing, Sandbar managed to keep things professional. As much as he wanted to comment on how cute he thought the diaper looked or how proud he was of Gallus for allowing him to change him out of it, he resisted the urge. He resisted a lot of urges during that friendly diaper change in fact. He resisted the urge to press a hoof into the diaper and give it a good squishing. He resisted the urge to pat the griffin on the belly for a job well done. In a great feat of self control, he even resisted the terrible urge to get an erection, despite finding the whole thing...rather exciting.

Gallus was understandably very quiet. Had it been any other situation he might have made a snarky comment or cracked a joke or two, but the diaper had a knack for keeping him still and silent. He avoided looking up at Sandbar all together and instead opted for staring at the table that sat on his left. He could hardly make eye contact with his best friend under such circumstances, especially once the diaper was opened up, releasing a waft of stale urine into the room. As the acidic funk tickled his nose, a fresh blush filled his cheeks and he instinctively covered his face in shame.

All the while he was distracted by questions that hovered over him like pesky bees. Why was he letting Sandbar do this? Why did he choose to wet the diaper in the first place? Why wouldn’t his stupid cheeks stop blushing? Was this all for Sandbar? Or maybe a little bit of it was for him as well? He wasn’t actually enjoying himself, was he?

“Sorry I only got paper towels,” Sandbar spoke up as he dabbed the moisture away with the rough, quilted tissue. It sopped up the urine and the smell, but Sandbar had to admit there was some magic missing.

Paper towels were hardly a replacement for some scented wipes or at the very least some baby powder. The coarse napkins were absorbent, but certainly not the kind of thing you’d expect during a delicate diaper change. Still, he got the area nice dry with what he had. What he had, however, also involved a lot of poking and prodding around Gallus's nether regions which, as luck would have it, led to a rather involuntary reaction from the griffin.

Much to Gallus’s shame, his penis steadily grew harder and stiffer with each pass Sandbar made with the paper towels. He knew very well there was a time and place for everything and that right now was not the best time to get an erection, but his body must have missed the memo. Before too long it was an unmistakable detail Sandbar just couldn’t ignore anymore. “Oh,” was all the pony could think to say.

With a gasp, Gallus scrambled off the diaper and quickly covered up his shame with his claws wedging themselves between his legs. His ears turned pink with a strong blush as he scrambled to say something...anything! “I-it’s just cold in here!” he blurted out. “It’s not because of the diaper!” was something that he felt had to be said.

“It’s alright. I-It’s only natural,” Sandbar tried his best to assure his friend.

“I-I’ll just go shower real quick!” Gallus said, side stepping towards the bathroom door, “don’t want your entire room smelling like piss!” He tossed a glance at the open diaper which only caused his stammering and blushing to intensify. “B-be right back! Won’t be long at all! I-I’ll even clean up everything! Don’t worry!” And then the bathroom door shut and locked. Seconds later the sound of running water was heard.

“W-wait you don’t...” Sandbar tried to stammer out as Gallus scampered out, “I-I’ll uhm...you know, clean up for you...” His words trailed off into mumbles as he quickly found himself talking to an empty room instead which proved to be a pretty flat conversationalist.

He was left alone in the room once again. Alone with a diaper, spread out across the floor with its swollen insides exposed to the open air. Without his friend’s natural musk, the smell of old urine was starting to dominate the room.

He almost wished Gallus had left it on, even for just a little bit longer. Maybe not like the rest of the day or anything, but maybe just a few minutes longer. Maybe for a bit longer than a few minutes. Maybe until he started to leak or until he broke down and begged Sandbar to change him. Maybe he should have kept him in the diaper until it was so swollen he’d have to waddle around everywhere he went. Maybe he could have double diapered Gallus or...

“I better clean this up,” he finally mattered to himself, snapping out of the daze.

As he handled the diaper, rolling up in that familiar bundled up shape, Sandbar couldn’t help but daydream. Afterall, Gallus was wearing a diaper, he thought to himself as a dreamy sigh escaped his muzzle. His BEST FRIEND was wearing a diaper! Even minutes after changing him out of it, the whole experience felt like a fantasy. It was a dream come true!

With time to finally process the whole experience, Sandbar’s mind began racing with thoughts of diapers and wetting and cute griffin boys waddling around in diapers and cute griffin boys having accidents in their diapers and cute griffin boys kissing and...and...he lost himself in thought. He needed to throw the diaper away without any further delay. And he needed to do all that before his body heated up any further.

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As all this happened, cold water ran down Gallus’s back while he stood still in the shower. He stared at his claws beneath him as streams of water flowed listlessly past them. The faint scent of urine was quickly washed away in the shower, leaving Gallus with his old familiar smell.

It was supposed to just be a diaper change. A simple stupid diaper change that would keep Sandbar happy and keep him from whining. Gallus only let the stallion change him and wipe him down because he just KNEW Sandbar would bring up some pony friendship stuff and guilt Gallus into doing what he wanted anyway. The diaper change was preemptive. Obviously. He wasn’t suppose to get a stupid erection from it all!

He threw a scowl down between his legs where his boner had now deflated to about half-mast. “And you had to make things awkward,” he chided the organ.

Luckily the icy water was cooling him down quickly. Pink heat was fading from his ears and his erection was dying down as well. He could feel his shivering heart start to normalize among the relaxing cold and it wouldn’t take long among the cold water for him to once again find his center. Maybe, he foolishly thought, maybe embarrassing himself by getting hard in front of his best friend could wash away just as easily as the water. He could only be so lucky...

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Meanwhile Sandbar stood still, his hooves holding the wet diaper over the trash can ready to throw it away. It was ready to be thrown away too. All wrapped up in a neat bundle, the diaper was trash and, logically, trash needed to be thrown away. Simple as that. However, the pony still hesitated for reasons he couldn’t quite decipher.

He didn’t know why he was still holding the cold and hefty thing. With its crinkly plastic and the subtle pale yellow color covering most of its swollen surface. He couldn’t think of any real reason he was still holding this heavy, squishy thing that faintly stunk of stale urine. Not a single reason. Sure it kind of made his hooves tingle just holding it. And it kind of still smelled faintly of Gallus. And the fact that not minutes ago he had his best friend waddling around his room wearing it sort of helped. But still his mind struggled to come up with a concrete, logical reason why he couldn’t just throw the old diaper away.

The longer he held the diaper, the harder his cock grew. The longer he held the diaper, the more his hooves tingled. Before too long it was an urge he just couldn’t ignore. It was an itch he just HAD to scratch. It didn’t matter if Gallus could walk out and catch him in the act. In fact, that seemed to make it all the more enticing.

Stepping away from the trash can, he submitted to his primal urges and pressed the rolled up diaper against the length of his cock. The cold plastic chilled the heated organ, molding itself around the girth like gel. He bit his lower lip as the chilling sensation caused his cock to twitch.

“O-oh Gallus,” the stallion whispered with a shiver.

Keeping the diaper’s swollen face flush against his throbbing cock, Sandbar began pleasuring himself in the middle of his dorm room. It was an awkward position to do it, but as long as he kept Gallus’s old diaper pressed against himself, his aroused mind reasoned it’d be enough. The deviant part of his mind even reasoned that he could also just as easily put on the old diaper and masturbate like that, but no, there was still a shred of his logical mind in play to stop him from doing that.

While only half listening to the shower running in the other room, the stallion continued humping his friend’s old diaper, his mind flush with images of Gallus, all thickly padded up and waddling around without a care in the world. His humping intensified as the little narrative in his head continued following the diapered Gallus around, doing all sorts of cute things around him. Things that Gallus might be too butch or repressed to do in reality. Things that sometimes stretched into fantasy, but tasted all the sweeter to Sandbar’s flustered mind.

Oh how he only wished Gallus could be in diapers ALL the time. No awkward bashfulness or pride, just diapers, all the time, with Sandbar there at his side. He pictured himself riding Gallus in diapers, seeing the bulge in his diaper as they made out, panting and exploring each other’s bodies. He pictured himself spanking Gallus, slapping his bare bottom until it turned red as he pleaded for more punishment. He imagined himself double diapering Gallus - no, TRIPLE diapering him - and not changing him until those diapers were good and full.

Or maybe he himself was the one in the triple diapers. Still humping the old diaper, Sandbar happily accepted this alternative thought. Having someone else to wear diapers with was an incredible discovery. It was remarkable. It was exciting! It was amazingly hot! Being forced to wear diapers, having Gallus spank him for being naughty, being put in time-out after getting caught humping his old diapers. It was all just as tantalizing as the first thoughts were.

With a shuddering gasp, Sandbar came all over the diaper, splattering its shiny plastic face with the sticky liquid. By the time he finished cumming the heavy load quickly covered the slick shell of the urine smelling diaper, coming dangerously close to spilling off all together. As the sweet afterglow started to envelop his body, the stallion slid to the ground, his hooves carefully balancing the cum covered diaper out of fear of spilling it all.

He sat there in a post-orgasmic haze for a few moments until the sound of the shower being shut off snapped him back to reality. The cold diaper still hung in his hooves. A cloudy clear streak clung to its front face. He needed to throw it out. Now!

With legs like gelatin, the stallion managed to fumble around the dorm and clean up what evidence was left of his embarrassing masturbation session. It was touch and go for a bit as he struggled to overcome the lethargic afterglow his body wanted to revel in, but he managed to throw the diaper away, mop up whatever might have dribbled on the floor, and finally wobbled his way to the bean bag chair all the while trying to catch his breath.

Gallus emerged minutes later, wiping his head feathers down with a fluffy towel. He paused as he looked around the room. “O-oh...you...cleaned up,” he stated blankly.

“Yeah, I uhm...didn’t want the place stinking,” Sandbar replied.

“Yeah...th-that’s what I was thinking...” Gallus stammered back, “thanks,”

Silence.

“S-So uhm,” Gallus started, ”...are we still...good?”

“Yeah,” Sandbar smiled as the warm glow in his chest was just starting to fade, “we’re good...”

Author's Note

Am I glad to FINALLY get this chapter finished and out of the way. Truth be told, I had already mapped out the chapter after this one when I realized I just couldn’t leave the story of the last chapter hanging. It needed SOMETHING else before it could be finalized so I had to add this new chapter. And let me tell ya, it was tough getting this finalized. I hope it was worth the wait.

Some of the material used in this chapter were sourced from first hand experiences. But in an effort to keep these notes clean...I’d rather abstain from saying which parts exactly.