“Are you sure its no trouble?” Ms. Cake asks to Spike as he was standing outside the entrance to Sugar Cube Corner.
”No trouble at all Ms. Cake. I am more then happy to foal sit Pound and Pumpkin for you, while you and Mr. Cake go to the annual baking contest in Baltimare.” The little Dragon said with an eager smile on his face.
”Are you sure you’re able to handle two little foals? Pumpkin and Pound can be quite a hoof full.” Ms. Cake said having some doubt’s a Dragon so young was ready for this kind of responsibility.
”I have experience looking after Flurry Heart and she’s just three month’s old.” Spike said showing a few pictures he had of the recently born foal Princess of the Crystal Empire.
”Well I suppose you know how to handle a foal. I still went ahead and made a list of things for you to do on an hourly basis with them. Their feeding times, what do if Pumpkin Cake gets another toy shoved into her mouth and what do to should Pound Cake starts to bang his toys around.” Ms. Cake hands over the scroll of items to do that was just as long as one of Twilights many charts of daily activates something he was quite use to seeing.
“No worries at all Ms. Cake I will follow the list to the letter.” Spike said rolling up the scroll and holding it under his armpit as he gives her a military salute.
“I am just happy we could get you on such short notice. With Pinkie Pie away on one of her friendship mission’s this week I was worried we would have to cancel our trip all together. You’re a life-saver Spike, thank you.” Ms. Cake gives the little Dragon a pet on his head causing him to blush.
Just then Mr. Cake comes over to the door with beads of sweat rushing down his face. “The supplies for the contest are all packed onto the cart Sugar Plum. We need to get going now if we are to make it to Baltimare before dark. Let’s get a move on tick, tick!”
Spike waves the eager couple off as they rush out of Ponyville on their long trip together to Baltimare.
As soon as the Cakes are out of sight Spike goes back inside and starts to engage with the twins. Like Ms. Cake had said it was not easy work. The twins gave Spike a good run around with all the stuff he had to endure with them. Yet near the end of the day they managed to get along well enough.
As night starts to set in Spike sits on the couch with both Pound and Pumpkin watching an episode their favorite foal cartoon, Freckles the Magical Singing Manticore. It made Spike want to set fire to the house to just make that crazy beast just stop singing for 5 minutes. It took about 10 minutes for both of the twins to fall to sleep resting their heads against Spike’s shoulders.
”Finally I was starting to wonder if these two would ever get to sleep.” Spike thought to himself as he slowly slides himself out from between the two of them. As he moves out of the way he place two large pillows in the place he was before so the twin’s won’t wake up as he quietly walks out of the den.
Spike makes his way up the staircase passed Pinkie Pie and the Cake’s bedroom until he reaches the end of the second floor hallway and stops in front of the twin’s nursery room.
He looks both ways down the hall as if there was anyone else still in the building as he opens the door and walks inside the Nursery.
Spike is hit with the heavy smell of foal powder as he takes a step inside. He can see large amounts of powder on the ground and sides of the walls. A clear sign that Pound Cake got a hold of the Foal Powder bottle when he was last being changed and gave it a good working on.
As he goes further in he walk by a small pile of stuffed animals. Nearly all of them were coated in saliva. He wonders just how it’s possible for such a small foal like Pumpkin Cake to have that much spit in her mouth?
As he nears the large crib that the twins share he comes up to his end goal. The freshly open bag of Silly Filly Diapers. The best brand of diapers in Equestria. They came with rash cream already applied inside the diaper itself so it was a plus for the parents that didn’t have to rub cream over their little foal’s private parts.
Spike breaths hard and heavy as he peels one of the diapers out of the bag and holds it up to his nose. He gives it a very hard inhaling sniff, sucking in all the smell of it. After words he gives out a long sigh as he breath out again.
He felt his heart pounding hard in his chest. Inside his head was a flurry of emotions battling each other for control. Part of him knew he shouldn’t be doing this. He wanted everyone to see him as a mature Dragon. That was capable of doing all kinds of important things as Twilights number one assistant. The other side was telling him that he should embrace his desires. Allow him feel helpless and dependent on others for care and protection like any baby would feel.
For minutes he was frozen in place just looking at the diaper in his hand. His little palms shock until he finally made the choice to go for it.
Spike takes the diaper over to a rubber-changing mat on the floor. Spike sits in the middle of the mat and then unfolds the diaper in front of him. All the while his heart was racing. This was it, he was REALLY going to go ahead and do this. He was going to put a diaper on himself.
These feeling spike has for diapers didn’t come out of thin air. After the birth of Flurry Heart and all the times he and Twilight went to visit with her he’s been having very strange feelings. They all started the second time he came to the Crystal Empire to see her. Celestia sent him alone on official business. When Spike got to the royal palace he came into Flurry Heart’s nursery and watched from the doorway as Shining Armor and Candace both spent time with their little foal.
He looked on in awe, as they loved her so tenderly. Each thing they did from changing her diaper to feeding her it was all done with a love he never experienced in his life before.
Spike never knew his real parents. He was born from an egg that was found by Celestia. Twilight did her best to raise Spike, as did Twilight’s family to treat him as one of their own. Yet he still never felt the unconditional love that Shining Armor and Candace gave to Flurry Heart on that day.
After that he started to feel more and more of a desire to capture that feeling of a babyhood he never got to have. It’s what was going through his head as he slides the diaper under him and then sits on top of it. Folding the front and backside over his hips and then tapping each of the sides closed around his waist.
As Spike rises from the rubber-changing mat he could hear the loud crinkle of the diaper and feel the smoothness of the plastic betweens his legs. It was a feeling he had long since forgotten as a baby.
He walks over to a mirror in the room to admire himself. Spike made quite the scene. There he was in a diaper made for a foal tight around his waist. To be cute he put his thumb into his mouth and started to suck on it. At first this made him feel silly, but after a few minutes of doing it, it started to feel quite relaxing. He could understand why foals loved to suck on pacifiers so much now.
Spike was wondering what other things he could do. Maybe play with some toys? He could take a nap in the crib. Possibly even go down stairs and fill a foal bottle and have a drink from it.
However he knew he didn’t have the time for all that. He was worried how long he would have until the twins would wake up and start to look around for him seeing he would not be on the couch with them should they wake before he was able to get back to them.
He was nearly about ready to remove the diaper when he felt a sudden jolt to his bladder. He started to regret having that extra large drink with his chili hay fries before coming to help the Cakes out as it was coming back to get him with a vengeance.
As Spike started to remove the diaper so he could then leave to use the bathroom a very wild thought came to him. He already was wearing his toilet!
For another few minutes Spike again had to struggle with what he planned to do next. Wearing a diaper for the first time was a big step in itself. Now he was considering taking the next big leap to really using it as a foal would and pee in it. Was he even capable of letting himself do this?
It took him even longer then before to come to the decision that he’s come this far so he might as well go all the way.
Spike got into his normal peeing position. His legs were spread apart and he took some deep breaths to relax himself. It was a lot different when he wasn’t able to hold onto his penis and do this. It made aiming for the toilet when he would normally pee a lot easier and would not cause a mess.
He could feel his whole body shack with mixed feelings of excitement and shame. Here he was about to soak a foal’s diaper with his own pee. After this could he even call himself a grown up Dragon any more?
Finally it happens. He could feel the rush of the pee coming out of his penis. The warmth of it quickly covered the front of the diaper. It kept going as the pee made its way down to the bottom of the diaper and made a small puddle that lasted there only for a few moments. Even with a Dragon the diaper did its job to absorb the pee that came out of Spike. That didn’t stop the smell or the soggy warmth he felt all around his waist though.
Spike lets out a long sigh of relief as the peeing finally stopped and all the pressure in his bladder was gone.
He takes a seat on the floor again on the rubber-changing mat basking for a bit in the after glow of what he’s just done. He peed himself like if he as a real baby Dragon. It was thrilling beyond words. He felt his heart beating so hard and fast.
Once he was done he removes the diaper, takes a few foal wipes and cleans himself off until he removed every trace of pee from his scales. After words he disposes of the diaper in a small trash bin that was full of other used diapers the twins had used before. Spike was sure in there one diaper he used would not be noticed.
Spike then leaves the nursery and wonders back down to the den were the twins were still fast asleep. Spike decides to let them rest there for the remainder of the night as he removes the pillows and gets back into his previous position with Pound and Pumpkin resting their heads on the sides of his shoulders.
As Spike sits there and starts to drift to sleep himself his mind replays over and over what he just did in the nursery and wonders if and when he will ever get a chance like this again?