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Ditzy Doo, bearer of the well-known nickname Derpy, was sitting in a bakery, somewhere in Cloudsdale, drinking a glass of water to wash the muffins she had had before down her oesophagus.
"Bfah! I should chew more."
She exited the place and walked drowsily around the edge of the cloud it was set on. Her stomach was heavy with the chocolate, banana and vainilla baked dough, and the 3 cups of water she had had.
With almost three quarters of a liter of pure liquid in her belly, she tried to take off back to ponyville, but as soon as her wings started flapping and her hooves lifted from the cloud, she stopped flapping and landed back grasping her crotch.
"Potty!"
The sudden pressure had taken her by surprise and she started trotting in place, other pegasi staring at her.
She flew off, this time trying to find a bathroom, not wanting to hold it all the way to Ponyville.
She looked around and flew from one place to other, desperately trying to find some sort of bathroom.
"The headquarters!"
She decided to go to (and in) the bathrooms of the wonderbolt headquarters. That place was semi-public anyway, many ponies entered and exited to their room or visiting their friends anyway. She wouldn't be inquired if she tried to access the recruit dorm.
Ditzy did a flying pottydance as she crossed the halls, to the pegasi she was probably just another trainee, part of the staff, or a visit.
She didn't look like she was carrying anything dangerous anyway.
The grey mare arrived to the bathroom, and entered by the first door, only to face a crinklebutt.
"My bad!"
In her hurry, she entered the little colts room instead of the fillies one. And didn't notice the occupied sign either.
She did notice the occupied stallion though. Or rather the occupied squishybutt foal.
Not a lucky day for either pegasi.
Soarin hadn't been having a good day. The coffee maker was the only thing that seemed to understand him.
Some hours ago that morning, after a short emotional speech in front of the capuccino dripping machine, he had gone to his work of "being awesome", or rather training for hours and being stalked by fanfillies.
Rainbow Dash was still too embarrassed to talk to him again after she had diapered him while she was drunk. And Spitfire still seemed to take fun on treating him like a foal and teasing him every once and then about how he could use a pacifier. And don't get him started on Thunderlane's fetishes.
From his point of view, he was locked in the great pegasi nuthouse, sanity nowhere to be found outside from his own.
The training hours were getting longer and longer for him, and he couldn't be more glad he was finished.
Spitfire convinced him to do one of the pantsfilling tricks to show to the trainees how a good show was performed. Literally. Flying 200 meters straight down in 3 seconds, then performing a 150 degree turn in a few meters. Bodily organs might be able to take that force, but schphinters weren't as strong, and accidents usually happened during these tricks.
Having done it already many times, Soarin knew he'd have to get diapered for the trick, and so he did. Even when he wasn't in the mood to fly like that. Or to see Thunderlane with a wingboner.
The embarrassing part was when he felt being emptied in the back too.
Maybe he should go potty more often. Waiting for too long causes this stuff to happen.
He noticed he hadn't gone just pee as expected, but both things.
The crowd cheered as he finished the trick, but he didn't want to stay there to hear their praises. He wanted to sink in the cloud, and get changed as soon as possible.
He soared to the bathroom, and locked himself in. The changing table stood there, with supplied another pony had left.
How convenient.
He removed his suit and got ready to clean himself.
SLAM!
"My bad!"
Waitwhatwho?
"EEP!"
The grown stallion screamed foalishly, sounding like a filly who had just seen a spider crawling up her legs.
But the mailmare was pottydancing rather than crawling.
"Sorry!"
The spring of the door closed it back to its doorframe, and the two pegasi stood there. One wanting privacy, the other wanting relief.
Relief was still a priority, so Derpy sat on a toilet and went.
It was pretty awkward, a mare peeing in a male bathroom, a stallion frozen in his place. Definitely not a regular nor comfy situation to be in.
Their glances met, while the stream continued and after it died down, still looking at each other after Derpy was finished.
The gray pegasus was still amazed by what she was seeing, and now with her mind less focused on her bladder, she could think more.
She was seeing Soarin. One of the coolest stallions in Equestria, at least, according to the number of fans he had. In diapers. In wet diapers. In dookied and soaked diapers, the stink could be noticed by quite a few meters away.
He probably had his own reasons, and Derpy understood that. Maybe it was her different mindset and mental structures, but she didn't thought it was odd than a grown pony could have issues with continence, or have to wear diapers for other reasons.
Without the inmature thought that diapers made a foal, she took a curious approach rather than a judging one.
Soarin just followed the mare with his glance as she got closer and glanced back. With no actual point in doing so, Soarin had covered his diaper with his hooves, as if nopony had seen it, or as if that could be that easily hidden anyway.
Ditzy poked his diaper, causing a soft squish and crinkle to be heard by the two ponies in the room.
Seeing how the blushing in his face was getting more intense, and how he seemed more and more nervous, the mare moved even closer, placing one hoof over his arm.
She pulled his torso with that hoof, and placed her opposite arm under his other front hoof, and so, he was pulled into a warm, fluffy hug, courtesy of one of the best mommies of Equestria.
"There, it's okay."
Her soothing voice and embrace calmed him down.
"Let's see what's the problem..."
Derpy checked his diaper pushing softly a hoof on its back. Feeling the mess being mushed made Soarin whimper, but nothing Derpy couldn't take care of.
Not knowing about diaper protocols for aerial performances, Derpy guessed he simply needed a change, and was upset that somepony caught him.
She helped him get into the changing table. He offered a little resistance to being pushed to on the table with the supplies, but Derpy still thought he was simply embarrassed.
"Now, everything will be okay, just relax."
Her voice was still really soothing, making Soarin not want to respond negatively to her, and do as she told. It just felt wrong not to.
With a little experience, Derpy untaped the diaper and grabbed a couple wipes.
Derpy tickled his belly to distract him, causing him to giggle cutely in a Fluttershy-like tone.
She wiped around his testicles and the surface of his stallionhood, then wiped gently around the tip. His hooves were pulled into the air, lifting his butt and giving Ditzy some space to wipe his butt a few times, and then remove the diaper.
As the dirty diaper was thrown in a nearby pail with the wipes inside, a new one was taken from the package under the table, opened and slided under his butt.
Soarin was about to protest as his rump was rested on the padding, but then Derpy nuzzled his belly.
And blown a raspberry.
"Hhahahahaha! No! Don't do that!"
Derpy blew another one.
"Ha..hahahah! No, please! Stahp!"
A third one was blown.
"Ha...ha...hahahah...hah..."
Derpy covered his genitalia with the diaper front and did the tapes.
Then, she sat him on the table to turn to his back and do the tail tape, to finally secure the diaper nice and snugly around his waist.
"There, it wasn't so bad now, wasn't it?"
Soarin smiled coyly and looked at her.
"Nothing bad about being diapered."
He nodded in response. Not the most talkative colt out there, sure.
Derpy took her hoof and helped him back into the suit.
He could do it alone, sure, but a little help is always good.
Derpy zipped the suit back on him.
"So, what are you waiting for? You're good to go now."
"Uh... I wanted to know, who are you?"
"Everypony just calls me Derpy!"
She replied joyfully.
"I was wondering... maybe I could visit you sometimes... you're the only sane pony I have known."
She giggled.
"Visit me anytime you want. I live in Ponyville, my house should be easy to locate if you ask."
Derpy left the bathroom, leaving a crinkly stallion sitting there.
"I'll go visit her tomorrow..."
Yet another picture to my diapered Soarin series! Yay! : D
Previous pictures:
http://www.furaffinity.net/view/14610578/
http://www.furaffinity.net/view/14830813/
http://www.furaffinity.net/view/14953090/
"Bfah! I should chew more."
She exited the place and walked drowsily around the edge of the cloud it was set on. Her stomach was heavy with the chocolate, banana and vainilla baked dough, and the 3 cups of water she had had.
With almost three quarters of a liter of pure liquid in her belly, she tried to take off back to ponyville, but as soon as her wings started flapping and her hooves lifted from the cloud, she stopped flapping and landed back grasping her crotch.
"Potty!"
The sudden pressure had taken her by surprise and she started trotting in place, other pegasi staring at her.
She flew off, this time trying to find a bathroom, not wanting to hold it all the way to Ponyville.
She looked around and flew from one place to other, desperately trying to find some sort of bathroom.
"The headquarters!"
She decided to go to (and in) the bathrooms of the wonderbolt headquarters. That place was semi-public anyway, many ponies entered and exited to their room or visiting their friends anyway. She wouldn't be inquired if she tried to access the recruit dorm.
Ditzy did a flying pottydance as she crossed the halls, to the pegasi she was probably just another trainee, part of the staff, or a visit.
She didn't look like she was carrying anything dangerous anyway.
The grey mare arrived to the bathroom, and entered by the first door, only to face a crinklebutt.
"My bad!"
In her hurry, she entered the little colts room instead of the fillies one. And didn't notice the occupied sign either.
She did notice the occupied stallion though. Or rather the occupied squishybutt foal.
Not a lucky day for either pegasi.
Soarin hadn't been having a good day. The coffee maker was the only thing that seemed to understand him.
Some hours ago that morning, after a short emotional speech in front of the capuccino dripping machine, he had gone to his work of "being awesome", or rather training for hours and being stalked by fanfillies.
Rainbow Dash was still too embarrassed to talk to him again after she had diapered him while she was drunk. And Spitfire still seemed to take fun on treating him like a foal and teasing him every once and then about how he could use a pacifier. And don't get him started on Thunderlane's fetishes.
From his point of view, he was locked in the great pegasi nuthouse, sanity nowhere to be found outside from his own.
The training hours were getting longer and longer for him, and he couldn't be more glad he was finished.
Spitfire convinced him to do one of the pantsfilling tricks to show to the trainees how a good show was performed. Literally. Flying 200 meters straight down in 3 seconds, then performing a 150 degree turn in a few meters. Bodily organs might be able to take that force, but schphinters weren't as strong, and accidents usually happened during these tricks.
Having done it already many times, Soarin knew he'd have to get diapered for the trick, and so he did. Even when he wasn't in the mood to fly like that. Or to see Thunderlane with a wingboner.
The embarrassing part was when he felt being emptied in the back too.
Maybe he should go potty more often. Waiting for too long causes this stuff to happen.
He noticed he hadn't gone just pee as expected, but both things.
The crowd cheered as he finished the trick, but he didn't want to stay there to hear their praises. He wanted to sink in the cloud, and get changed as soon as possible.
He soared to the bathroom, and locked himself in. The changing table stood there, with supplied another pony had left.
How convenient.
He removed his suit and got ready to clean himself.
SLAM!
"My bad!"
Waitwhatwho?
"EEP!"
The grown stallion screamed foalishly, sounding like a filly who had just seen a spider crawling up her legs.
But the mailmare was pottydancing rather than crawling.
"Sorry!"
The spring of the door closed it back to its doorframe, and the two pegasi stood there. One wanting privacy, the other wanting relief.
Relief was still a priority, so Derpy sat on a toilet and went.
It was pretty awkward, a mare peeing in a male bathroom, a stallion frozen in his place. Definitely not a regular nor comfy situation to be in.
Their glances met, while the stream continued and after it died down, still looking at each other after Derpy was finished.
The gray pegasus was still amazed by what she was seeing, and now with her mind less focused on her bladder, she could think more.
She was seeing Soarin. One of the coolest stallions in Equestria, at least, according to the number of fans he had. In diapers. In wet diapers. In dookied and soaked diapers, the stink could be noticed by quite a few meters away.
He probably had his own reasons, and Derpy understood that. Maybe it was her different mindset and mental structures, but she didn't thought it was odd than a grown pony could have issues with continence, or have to wear diapers for other reasons.
Without the inmature thought that diapers made a foal, she took a curious approach rather than a judging one.
Soarin just followed the mare with his glance as she got closer and glanced back. With no actual point in doing so, Soarin had covered his diaper with his hooves, as if nopony had seen it, or as if that could be that easily hidden anyway.
Ditzy poked his diaper, causing a soft squish and crinkle to be heard by the two ponies in the room.
Seeing how the blushing in his face was getting more intense, and how he seemed more and more nervous, the mare moved even closer, placing one hoof over his arm.
She pulled his torso with that hoof, and placed her opposite arm under his other front hoof, and so, he was pulled into a warm, fluffy hug, courtesy of one of the best mommies of Equestria.
"There, it's okay."
Her soothing voice and embrace calmed him down.
"Let's see what's the problem..."
Derpy checked his diaper pushing softly a hoof on its back. Feeling the mess being mushed made Soarin whimper, but nothing Derpy couldn't take care of.
Not knowing about diaper protocols for aerial performances, Derpy guessed he simply needed a change, and was upset that somepony caught him.
She helped him get into the changing table. He offered a little resistance to being pushed to on the table with the supplies, but Derpy still thought he was simply embarrassed.
"Now, everything will be okay, just relax."
Her voice was still really soothing, making Soarin not want to respond negatively to her, and do as she told. It just felt wrong not to.
With a little experience, Derpy untaped the diaper and grabbed a couple wipes.
Derpy tickled his belly to distract him, causing him to giggle cutely in a Fluttershy-like tone.
She wiped around his testicles and the surface of his stallionhood, then wiped gently around the tip. His hooves were pulled into the air, lifting his butt and giving Ditzy some space to wipe his butt a few times, and then remove the diaper.
As the dirty diaper was thrown in a nearby pail with the wipes inside, a new one was taken from the package under the table, opened and slided under his butt.
Soarin was about to protest as his rump was rested on the padding, but then Derpy nuzzled his belly.
And blown a raspberry.
"Hhahahahaha! No! Don't do that!"
Derpy blew another one.
"Ha..hahahah! No, please! Stahp!"
A third one was blown.
"Ha...ha...hahahah...hah..."
Derpy covered his genitalia with the diaper front and did the tapes.
Then, she sat him on the table to turn to his back and do the tail tape, to finally secure the diaper nice and snugly around his waist.
"There, it wasn't so bad now, wasn't it?"
Soarin smiled coyly and looked at her.
"Nothing bad about being diapered."
He nodded in response. Not the most talkative colt out there, sure.
Derpy took her hoof and helped him back into the suit.
He could do it alone, sure, but a little help is always good.
Derpy zipped the suit back on him.
"So, what are you waiting for? You're good to go now."
"Uh... I wanted to know, who are you?"
"Everypony just calls me Derpy!"
She replied joyfully.
"I was wondering... maybe I could visit you sometimes... you're the only sane pony I have known."
She giggled.
"Visit me anytime you want. I live in Ponyville, my house should be easy to locate if you ask."
Derpy left the bathroom, leaving a crinkly stallion sitting there.
"I'll go visit her tomorrow..."
Yet another picture to my diapered Soarin series! Yay! : D
Previous pictures:
http://www.furaffinity.net/view/14610578/
http://www.furaffinity.net/view/14830813/
http://www.furaffinity.net/view/14953090/
Category Artwork (Traditional) / My Little Pony / Brony
Species Horse
Size 1400 x 1100px
File Size 250.9 kB
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