
Does this diaper make my butt look bulky?
Here we are once again with a new drawing. This time, something curious that I was desiring to try as a new kind of artist test, make a reflex effect. Indeed that part was pretty easy but I also tried to make this puddle look more realistic. I liked the result but I'm not sure if it is like how it should be. Soarin was also a pony that I've never drawn till now and in my opinion could fit in this role of the pony worried because of his appearance then it was the perfect choice for this occasion. I don't know what do you think, but stopping in the middle of rain with a diaper on the butt shouldn't be the best possible idea, especially for what worries this colt...
By the way, one part of this drawing was made during my Livestreams. You can follow me in Picarto.tv if you don't want to lose the next streams working on new art. Link: https://picarto.tv/SweetieLover
By the way, one part of this drawing was made during my Livestreams. You can follow me in Picarto.tv if you don't want to lose the next streams working on new art. Link: https://picarto.tv/SweetieLover
Category Artwork (Digital) / My Little Pony / Brony
Species Pony
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Oh, Soarin. If I read properly, I believe he was in the middle of flying to a safe place when a very tough choice had to be made.
If I am close, I see it as this...
Soarin had forgotten to take off his diaper before flying at top speed back to his home to change from 'Widdle Soary' back to 'Soarin The Wonderbolt'.
"Oh, man!" he says in a panic while taking the most direct route to his home. "I should not have had that warm bottle of milk with cookies before bed."
Soarin had always wanted to be a Wonderbolt. Many Pegasi did not think a little squirt, such as himself, would ever achieve such a position. However he did it and was extremely proud when Captain Spitfire had to confess he had what it took to be not just a Wonderbolt but a lead Wonderbolt.
"And what would Spitfire think if I showed up late," he said with worry in his voice. "She would ask me why I was late and where I was and she would see through any deception until I told the ruth and became the biggest joke in Wonderbolts history."
Soarin always had struggled with his self-confidence. He was the colt who was most often teased at school and the few friends he had all flew off to manage weather in other towns far from Cloudsdale.
What made Soarin different from his few friends was his parents. They never gave up on 'the dream' of how Soarin would be like 'The Ugly Duckling' by showing every pony he was more than what Pegasi thought of him in throughout his youth.
Soarin definitely wanted to live up to his parents' expectations. He also wanted to succeed to make his friends feel proud of how he stuck up for them by staying in Cloudsdale and becoming a Wonderbolt.
However stress, expectations, and fear create a very unhealthy state of mind in a colt with more bullies than friends. He had thought of some of the 'bad' stuff Pegasi took to 'forget their worries' and 'not feel the pain of the world'. Fortunately Soarin did not want to end up like some of the ponies he had heard about who gave into an even worse life by being addicted to such vices.
One thing his parents always told him was to "Think happy thoughts." when he was sad. He found he was able to both 'think' and 'feel' the "Happy thoughts" when he cuddled his plush toy he had rediscovered hidden in his closet.
Over the years, Soarin added to the creation of his 'safe space' in his room by getting a night light, cloud-soft blanket, and would eventually come to learn of how he could find a pacifier just his size.
Soarin secretly brought the pacifier home and put it in his mouth as he went to sleep. The soothing rhythm he could make with it was what made him feel the most relaxed since, as he figured, when he had been a foal.
"No, no, no!" cried Soarin as he had forgotten that rain had been scheduled for the early morning in Cloudsdale. "If Spitfire sees a single drop on me she will know I was running late and go about inquiring why I was running late in front of every pony!"
After graduating from primary school, Soarin learned about a special place that was tucked away in a infrequently visited part of Cloudsdale. This place was near his dormitory and he would go to this part of town to free his thoughts from the stress of how his fellow Pegasi would find humor in how he was taking classes to be a Wonderbolt. Most thought he should be looking for a job as a mail carrier, cloud seeder, or a part of the assembly line in the weather factory.
During one of his trots in the open cloud fields, a perky Pegasus came up beside him and asked him why he felt so sad? Soarin did not feel like talking about it and the Pegasus, who was only a bit older than Soarin, asked if he would like to go some place to forget his worries for a bit. Soarin thought he was being asked to partake in some bad activities. However the lavender scent coming from the stranger made him consider to follow until he knew for sure this was not something he wanted a part of.
"Ooh," Soarin groaned as his bladder became active from having seen the rain clouds dripping water as they were seeded to make them expand and release the rain within them. ""Maybe a quick stop on that lone, white cloud ahead will allow me to quicly relieve myself with no pony ever knowing I went potty on a cloud?"
Soarin was very surprised at the place the lavender-scented Pegasus took him. Almost every Pegasus there was wearing diapers, playing with toys, drinking milk from bottles, and all being supported by Pegasi their same size acting like parents. The would-be Wonderbolt was confused but felt himself drawn in by how the place felt 'relaxing'.
And, , since that day, he made sure to always have the bits necessary to afford the best treatment when he needed a night to not be Soarin The Wondrbolt and put all the 'adulting' on a caretaker as he became Widdle Soary. He even helped pay for new 'foals' to get quality treatment as, being a Wonderbolt, he could afford to help others who had come to this place to have a safe escape from the struggles of day-to-day pony life.
"Okay," Soarin said as he landed on the cloud and prepared to get his business done. "However he had forgotten one important thing before leaving the special place. This being to take off his diaper.
Now Soarin was in a trouble. His bladder was given the 'go ahead', he was in a very thick diaper, and the rain was upon him...
If I am close, I see it as this...
Soarin had forgotten to take off his diaper before flying at top speed back to his home to change from 'Widdle Soary' back to 'Soarin The Wonderbolt'.
"Oh, man!" he says in a panic while taking the most direct route to his home. "I should not have had that warm bottle of milk with cookies before bed."
Soarin had always wanted to be a Wonderbolt. Many Pegasi did not think a little squirt, such as himself, would ever achieve such a position. However he did it and was extremely proud when Captain Spitfire had to confess he had what it took to be not just a Wonderbolt but a lead Wonderbolt.
"And what would Spitfire think if I showed up late," he said with worry in his voice. "She would ask me why I was late and where I was and she would see through any deception until I told the ruth and became the biggest joke in Wonderbolts history."
Soarin always had struggled with his self-confidence. He was the colt who was most often teased at school and the few friends he had all flew off to manage weather in other towns far from Cloudsdale.
What made Soarin different from his few friends was his parents. They never gave up on 'the dream' of how Soarin would be like 'The Ugly Duckling' by showing every pony he was more than what Pegasi thought of him in throughout his youth.
Soarin definitely wanted to live up to his parents' expectations. He also wanted to succeed to make his friends feel proud of how he stuck up for them by staying in Cloudsdale and becoming a Wonderbolt.
However stress, expectations, and fear create a very unhealthy state of mind in a colt with more bullies than friends. He had thought of some of the 'bad' stuff Pegasi took to 'forget their worries' and 'not feel the pain of the world'. Fortunately Soarin did not want to end up like some of the ponies he had heard about who gave into an even worse life by being addicted to such vices.
One thing his parents always told him was to "Think happy thoughts." when he was sad. He found he was able to both 'think' and 'feel' the "Happy thoughts" when he cuddled his plush toy he had rediscovered hidden in his closet.
Over the years, Soarin added to the creation of his 'safe space' in his room by getting a night light, cloud-soft blanket, and would eventually come to learn of how he could find a pacifier just his size.
Soarin secretly brought the pacifier home and put it in his mouth as he went to sleep. The soothing rhythm he could make with it was what made him feel the most relaxed since, as he figured, when he had been a foal.
"No, no, no!" cried Soarin as he had forgotten that rain had been scheduled for the early morning in Cloudsdale. "If Spitfire sees a single drop on me she will know I was running late and go about inquiring why I was running late in front of every pony!"
After graduating from primary school, Soarin learned about a special place that was tucked away in a infrequently visited part of Cloudsdale. This place was near his dormitory and he would go to this part of town to free his thoughts from the stress of how his fellow Pegasi would find humor in how he was taking classes to be a Wonderbolt. Most thought he should be looking for a job as a mail carrier, cloud seeder, or a part of the assembly line in the weather factory.
During one of his trots in the open cloud fields, a perky Pegasus came up beside him and asked him why he felt so sad? Soarin did not feel like talking about it and the Pegasus, who was only a bit older than Soarin, asked if he would like to go some place to forget his worries for a bit. Soarin thought he was being asked to partake in some bad activities. However the lavender scent coming from the stranger made him consider to follow until he knew for sure this was not something he wanted a part of.
"Ooh," Soarin groaned as his bladder became active from having seen the rain clouds dripping water as they were seeded to make them expand and release the rain within them. ""Maybe a quick stop on that lone, white cloud ahead will allow me to quicly relieve myself with no pony ever knowing I went potty on a cloud?"
Soarin was very surprised at the place the lavender-scented Pegasus took him. Almost every Pegasus there was wearing diapers, playing with toys, drinking milk from bottles, and all being supported by Pegasi their same size acting like parents. The would-be Wonderbolt was confused but felt himself drawn in by how the place felt 'relaxing'.
And, , since that day, he made sure to always have the bits necessary to afford the best treatment when he needed a night to not be Soarin The Wondrbolt and put all the 'adulting' on a caretaker as he became Widdle Soary. He even helped pay for new 'foals' to get quality treatment as, being a Wonderbolt, he could afford to help others who had come to this place to have a safe escape from the struggles of day-to-day pony life.
"Okay," Soarin said as he landed on the cloud and prepared to get his business done. "However he had forgotten one important thing before leaving the special place. This being to take off his diaper.
Now Soarin was in a trouble. His bladder was given the 'go ahead', he was in a very thick diaper, and the rain was upon him...
Wow wow wow!!! This is such a long but pretty interesting story. Sounds pretty good as the context of this drawing, but at the same time, the drawing is just Soarin looking his reflection on a water puddle during rain to ask to himself how bulky his own butt looks hehe. But I, as always, loved how you turned a simple description and keywords into an amazing and detailed story about what happened before this scene.
Honestly, I was imagining something more simple like that now diapers were mandatory to use for the Wonderbolts or something related, but your story is clearly so much better :P
If you wrote such a long story about a not so important character of the show in a drawing like this, I simply can't imagine how many pages will have your story of my next planned drawing :P Oh dear! *giggles*
Honestly, I was imagining something more simple like that now diapers were mandatory to use for the Wonderbolts or something related, but your story is clearly so much better :P
If you wrote such a long story about a not so important character of the show in a drawing like this, I simply can't imagine how many pages will have your story of my next planned drawing :P Oh dear! *giggles*
I'm glad you liked how I was able to interpret what I could to make a story. Most stories, like this one, just write themselves. Your passion for doing the art gets my imagination working. The rest just plays out like a movie inside my head.
What is fun is learning what the actual image is. Having known of how Soarin was looking at his reflection, I am sure I would have done something similar but noticeably different.
Thanks again for allowing me to write tales in your pictures. It is a lot of fun and a wonderful stress reliever.
What is fun is learning what the actual image is. Having known of how Soarin was looking at his reflection, I am sure I would have done something similar but noticeably different.
Thanks again for allowing me to write tales in your pictures. It is a lot of fun and a wonderful stress reliever.
I do get carried away when making these stories. I will try to keep in mind to not let my imagination go too in depth in the future. The stories you inspire me to write are meant to be enjoyed more than asa time consuming effort.
As a writer, I have always struggled with the proper balance of detail. I am getting better but I do still forget to simplify.
Thank you for letting me know and extra thank you for allowing me to show how your art inspires me.
As a writer, I have always struggled with the proper balance of detail. I am getting better but I do still forget to simplify.
Thank you for letting me know and extra thank you for allowing me to show how your art inspires me.
I don't think this is the proper place to talk about that. Submission comments should be mainly to talk about the submissions itself. For those kinds of topics, I suggest using Notes (Private Messages) or maybe talking to me on Twitter if you want. See you there then.
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