Spike Has Three Mommies

Chapter Twenty-One

When Spike woke up the next morning, he was alone in his room. He rubbed his eyes, trying to remember what dreams he’d been having.

Then he remembered the late-night encounter with Twilight and immediately checked his diaper. It was, unfortunately, pretty wet.

Spike sighed and slid out from under the covers. He was about to get undressed when someone knocked on his door.

“It’s open,” he called out.

To his surprise, Cadance came in. Her hair was neatly combed and she was wearing one of the simple pink dresses that Rarity had made for her. She didn’t look much like a princess anymore. More like how Spike remembered her when he used to live in Canterlot.

“Uh…” Spike held his hands behind his back. “Morning, Cadance. How are you?”

“I’m great, Spike,” she answered brightly. “But I’m more concerned about you.”

He automatically said, “I’m fine.” Then he frowned and added, “Well, actually…”

“It’s okay.” Cadance came over and patted his shoulder. “That’s why I’m here. Twilight is out with Shining Armor, so it’s just the two of us here.” She affectionately squeezed his shoulder. “So, would you like me to change you?”

“What?” Spike drew back, coming up against the bed. “No, I… you don’t have to do that.”

“Oh, all right.” Cadance smiled and turned away. “I was only asking because I thought a love spell might do you some good.” She looked back and added, “To help with Twilight’s training spell.”

Spike had to admit it: she was very good. It wasn’t enough that Cadance knew how to be a great motivator; she knew how to tap into his concern for Twilight and her study of magic. He wanted the spell to work just as much as she did, and not just because he wanted to stay dry.

He needed to know that his sister was the best magician ever.

“Wait,” said Spike, sagging with relief. “You can change me if you want.”

Cadance grinned. “All right. Hop onto the bed and we’ll get started.”

In the end, it really was no different than when Rarity or Fluttershy had changed him. Cadance was very gentle when she cleaned him up. But when she picked up and unfolded a clean diaper, her eyes focused on him. At first, Spike was uncomfortable and tried not to stare back.

“Don’t worry,” said Cadance. “I’m just warming up the spell.”

“If you say… so…”

Spike’s words trailed off as he felt the magic take hold. He felt warm inside. Warm and happy. What was there to be nervous about? Cadance wasn’t going to tease him. She cared for him. So did Twilight and all their friends. The only shame was his own, and now that was gone, too.

As she slid the diaper into place, Spike felt a lot more confident than he had in a long time. He smiled dreamily. It was all so clear now. Either he’d regain his control with Twilight’s help or else he’d be in diapers forever—but Twilight would never let him face it alone.

Once Cadance had gotten the diaper on, she stepped back and snapped her fingers. A light blue spark appeared in the air over Spike’s head, and the spell was over.

He sat up and looked down at his diaper. He felt dry and secure, even if he was still diapered.

“Wow,” said Spike. He wiggled and jumped off the bed. “Thanks a lot, Cadance. I can never repay you for this.”

“Think nothing of it.” Cadance leaned down and kissed the top of his head. “Now, how about some breakfast?”

“Yes, please!”