Guard's Tale

by Detrail

Midnight Bloom

Author's Note:

Warning: Contains Diapers, Diaper Usage and AB/DL themes. If these do not appeal to you, then please do not read any further.

11:33 am: My name is Midnight Bloom and I am one of Princess Luna’s personal guards. Now it is a few minutes before my shift and I am getting into the rest of my uniform. I work alongside Mr. Stalwart Stance, one of Princess Celestia's personal guards. I don’t really understand why I was selected to be a guard. Just a few weeks ago I ran a small flower shop in Canterlot, but for some reason, I was requested to try out as a night guard. What scares me is not only did I pass, I was selected to work as Princess Luna’s personal guard. To be completely honest, I am not even sure how I have been kept on for so long. Back when I was supposed to get my orders, I think Princess Luna assumed, because I was a Bat Pony, I would be more nocturnal. I don’t blame her, but because I used to run a flower shop I was more a day pony. So I kinda, sorta fell asleep during my 3:00 am orientation meeting. This has been really hurting my job performance and I always feel like everypony is watching me for mistakes.

11:47 am: I slip on the rest of my custom armor. It is fairly standard night guard armor complete with helmet, but the back plate is left open to accommodate an addition to my uniform. For some reason, as part of our job, Mr. Stalwart and I are required to wear diapers. While I really don’t understand the details thanks to my nap the first day, I am actually pretty happy with this arrangement. While the pay is great, the hours are a bit odd and we can be called on to take any shift at any time. So, Mr. Stalwart and I tend to um… use them occasionally. Okay, no. I lied. We need them, like, every shift. I mean, not that I am exactly complaining or anything… I finish placing my greaves on and proceed out the changing room to take my post.

12:00 pm: Today, I have to work from twelve to ten. I am actually pretty happy because this let me sleep in. As I arrive at my post, I look over to see Mr. Stalwart standing by his station, diligently. Even with his diaper on, he always looks so cool. Unlike me, he always seems to be on top of things and so confident. Walking up next to him, I say good morning like I do every day. He always responds by smiling and nodding at me. He is very serious about his job, but he is always so nice to me. He then returns to his firm stance and serious demeanor. Seeing him diapered like that, he looks really cute. Too bad I have to work. I stand up next to him, take a similar stance, and wait for the princesses to arrive.

1:30 pm: After standing for over an hour, the princesses finally arrive, and we bow. They always look so refined as they arrive. Princess Celestia and Princess Luna always ask each of us how we are doing. After talking for a bit, they then proceed into the room. I am not too sure, but I think I shouldn't glance inside as they enter. I really don’t know what the room we are guarding even looks like. To be honest, I actually have no clue what I am even guarding. To make matters worse, since my rank is so high and this assignment is restricted, the only other ponies that know what I am doing is the princesses and Mr. Stalwart. So, I have yet to work up the nerve to ask anypony what I am supposed to do. I just hope that as long as I do what he does, everything will work out for the best. It is the strangest thing, though. Whenever that door opens or closes I always smell this sweet perfume. I would ask Mr. Stalwart but he never seems to notice, so I’d rather not bother him.

3:30 pm: It was now half past three and the day guards were beginning their rotation. When I first started this job I was afraid about all the ridicule I would get for wearing a diaper in public, but everypony has been very nice. As they walk by, they always salute us, and no pony stares or anything. At first, I was afraid it would be really embarrassing, but the way everypony treats us, I am certain whatever we are guarding must be really important. It makes me really proud of my job, but Mr. Stalwart is always so serious with his job. He never smiles at any of the guards that pass by. Maybe I should try to act more like him… I stop to take a look at him; he looks lost in thought. Looking at him without his serious face looks so strange. Wow, he really does look super cute in his diaper. I tried to turn away, but I couldn’t help but take one more look at him. I, um… better get back to guarding my post.

7:21 pm: Now I have about two and a half hours before my shift it over. Too bad I really, really, really, need to go to the bathroom. I know I have been working here for a few weeks now and I should be used to it, but it is kinda hard when it is ‘that’ thing. Wetting my diaper really isn’t a problem for me; actually, I am a bit amazed this one isn’t wet already. Messing it is a bit more… ARGH! The worst part is that Mr. Stalwart is right here and he will notice. I am getting red just thinking about it. Maybe if I ignore it, it will go away until after I can change out of this diaper. Just need to keep my focus.

7:38 pm: Okay, yeah. It didn’t work for as long as I hoped it would. Ugh! Gotta keep holding! Gotta keep holding! I keep shifting from side to side, trying desperately to keep myself from using my diaper. Why does this have to happen to me, of all ponies? In all my time working with Mr. Stalwart, he has never done anything like that in his diaper. I-I can’t do it in front of him. I need to keep holding on. I can feel the heat and pressure building up and my face getting redder. As I move my left hooves back I could hear a distinct hissing. Shocked, I stopped myself. I did NOT just do that without noticing. Quickly placing my hoof on the padding, I still find it dry. Wait, if I didn’t, then? I turn towards Mr. Stalwart and notice his diaper now had a distinct yellow tint to it. Looking over at him, I could see he was looking away and his face was red. This was the first time I ever saw him look embarrassed. Usually, my diaper is wet way before him, so he must feel awkward being the only one. Wow, he is too cute! Well, it looks like there is no point in me being embarrassed of doing something Mr. Stalwart can do.

Looking away, I begin to concentrate. I try to not make it obvious, what I am doing. After a bit of pushing, I can feel my tail lift up and the warm mess begins to enter my diaper. I can hear the crinkling of the diaper as it pushes out to accommodate my mess. It feels like an eternity before it finally stops. When I am done, I look over to see Mr. Stalwart looking away. He is so nice, to try and give me some privacy so I don’t feel too embarrassed. Suddenly, an odd idea crosses my mind. Making sure he isn’t looking, I press my hoof into the back of my diaper. My eyes go wide as I realize just how foreign this new sensation is. I should be disgusted, standing with my own mess pressed against me, but for some reason, this feels amazing. Then, I am filled with thoughts of Mr. Stalwart standing next to me in his wet diaper. I wet my diaper a lot on the job, but now I think I may have actually enjoyed it more than I was letting myself believe. Now, the thought of him being there next to me in his wet diaper is starting to get to me. There must be something really wrong with me, but I am really loving this part of my job. I could only smile as I looked away. Just two more hours next to him.

10:00 pm: Finally! This has been a really interesting shift, but I am glad it’s finally over. Now to wait until the princesses walk out of that room, relieve us of our duty, and I can change out of this diaper.

10:10 pm: Argh! Where are they!? Our shift ended a while ago and I really need to change! I begin to feel a bit annoyed, having to wait, when Mr. Stalwart speaks to me.

“Hey, Midnight. It looks like the princesses will be a bit late coming out. Our shift is technically over, so how about you go change and I’ll stand guard?”

Wow, he is really nice. I know this is against regulation, but I really needed to go change. “Thanks, Mr. Stalwart! I’ll, um… be back really quickly.” As I begin my way back to the changing room, I could hear him call out to me again.

“Midnight, I know I have asked you before, but could you please drop the ‘Mr.’? Stalwart is more than fine.”

“Okay, Stalwart!” As I turn to get changed, I could see him smile at me. Why do I feel so strange today? I better hurry up so Stalwart can get changed too.

10:22 pm: I finally make it back to the changing room. It is a small, lit room that contains a padded table, cabinet, and bathroom. Okay, I better do this quickly and get back to Stalwart as fast as I can. I open the cabinet and remove the package of diapers in my size. Pulling it out, I find the box of wipes. I lie down on the padded table. Then, I get to work untapping the used diaper and cleaning myself off. After a lot of wipes, I had managed to clean my coat off. A fun reminder to avoid doing this on the job again, no matter how great it was. I toss the used diaper into the nearby trash. As I put the box of wipes back into the cabinet, I hear something inside fall over. Looking inside, I see a little white bottle. I pull it out and open it. A familiar sweet scent flows out. Wait, that’s the same smell that comes from the room the princesses enter. I turn the bottle around to find the label says “Foal Powder.” So, that is why it smells so familiar. But, why does that room smell like foal powder in the first place? Could it be that maybe the princesses… Nah, there is no way! I quickly take the thought out of my mind.

I begin to place the bottle back, but a new thought enters my mind. I swiftly grab the package of diapers, turn around, and get back to the padded table. I mean, technically I am still on duty until the princesses relieve us, so I would need to be in my full uniform. I can try and explain it all I want to myself, but I just really want to try the foal powder this time. I diaper myself, this time using the foal powder. I really didn’t think it would make much of a difference, but for some reason I feel really warm inside. I really need to use this stuff whenever I get ready for a shift from now on. Remembering that I needed to get back to Stalwart, I return the supplies back to the cabinet and return to my post as fast as I can.

10:32 pm: I swiftly make it back to the hallway where my post is. As I turn around the corner, I could hear somepony laughing. I stop myself as I quietly peer into the hall. It is a night guard laughing at Stalwart. I carefully listen in on the conversation.

“...I have been seeing action instead of being stuck with this cushy job.”

“I’m sure you don’t remember our last exchange, but it ended with your big head getting even bigger.”

“Wanna go again, soggy diaper boy?”

“You know what I think, I-” Stalwart paused for a few seconds. He looked like he was thinking something over. He then continued, his voice full of confidence. “You know what, you aren’t even worth it. Now if you excuse me, I have a job to do.” I couldn’t believe he didn’t even get angry at the pony. If that was me, I would have probably snapped a while ago. Even though Stalwart didn’t respond, that jerk kept laughing at him. That’s it, I can’t take this anymore. I take off my helmet and fly towards the two of them.

“Hahaha, so it is true! You’re nothing more than a spineless, worthless pony that can't even-” I chucked my helmet at his head before he is able to finish his sentence. It made a loud noise from the impact and the jerk went down pretty quickly. I land on the ground and continued towards Stalwart. He looked pretty confused with my action. I hope I didn’t do anything to get us in trouble.

Stalwart kinda scolds me for attacking another guard, but he really seemed happy that idiot couldn’t run his mouth anymore. I offer to take the unconscious pony to the infirmary. Stalwart loads him on top of my back and I quickly fly him over. When I arrive to drop him off, I tell them my name and tell them what Stalwart told me to say, about him obstructing our duty. At first, I thought it was because of my rank that they didn’t ask any more questions, but as I left, I could hear one of the nurses say, “Not him again.” So, I am guessing this isn’t his first time doing something like this. I make it back to my post and tell Stalwart he can get changed now, but for some reason he said he was okay. Maybe I am not the only weird one here after all? I take my post and continue the watch.

11:03 pm: The princesses finally exit, and we are relieved from duty. Before we leave to change and go home, Princess Luna hands me a list and tells me I need to come in early next week to restock the room with Stalwart. I am not too sure what that means, but at least I finally get to see what’s inside of it. Stalwart looked a bit nervous when he found out, but he seemed to have lightened up and started laughing after a few seconds.

He walks with me to the changing room. As we arrive, I stop. “You should go in first. After all, my diaper is still dry.”

He smiles, “Thanks, Midnight. Be out real quick.” He enters, and in a few minutes, exits. It is so strange to see him without his armor or diaper on. Usually, he stays on after I leave, so I never see him outside of work. “Alright. Midnight, you’re up.”

I nod as I enter the room. It takes me a few minutes to get out of my armor and place it on the stand in the room. I then take the unused diaper off, but it feels like a waste, throwing it away. I kinda want to keep it, but that would be really weird, even for me. So, I have to toss it away. I exit the room, expecting no pony to be there, but I am greeted by Stalwart, waiting for me. I walk up next to him, smiling. I am really happy to see him there. Together, we exit the castle and continue to our homes.

11:42 pm: It was a long walk back to my house, but Stalwart was there to keep me company for part of the trip. I think I really like him and I think I really like diapers. Or maybe, I am tired from today. I enter my bed, thinking only of myself and him together in diapers. That thought made me really happy, but at the same time, really sad. Well, there is always next week. I sigh as I slowly drift off to sleep.

Comments

[Sunfirejr]

This is a cute story I will like the next chapters

[Carpinus Caroliniana]

I have a feeling that the diapers are more for the pleasure of the Princesses' than anything else.

I look forward to seeing the next chapter.

[Bloodmoon]

So cute!! Must have more please

[Sky Hooves]

Interesting. Let's see how the next chapter will be.

[Brony Memes]

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[Aerin Silverfeather]

I'm sorry but according to the man code it is required that I relinquish my manhood membership card

-sees cover art-

daaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaawwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!!

[Dragon Fruit]

This is cute, I WANNA SEE WHATS IN THAT ROOM!

[Ana Amari]

Wheres the link to the unedited picture

[Detrail]

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Fim isn't too happy with links to what they call "mature content."

To see the original piece either click the link in the description to go to the artist's art page and see it there.
For a direct link, hover your cursor over the cover picture and click the Source button that pops up in the bottom right corner of the cover. That should redirect you to the original picture.

(Edit: I apologize for the error with the full version of the picture, it should now be viewable to all.)

[thestargrazer]

Nice story! I like these two.

[-GLaDOS-]

I wish I was as lucky as you when it comes to likes on stories. I write these type of stories all the time, and get shot down because of it being my fetish.

Would you like to roleplay, or maybe write a story together? I have been following you for quite some time now, and our writing, as well as what we enjoy, seem to be pretty similar

[Detrail]

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Hello there GLaDOS. I have actually read a bit of your work. Personally I think you should try writing some quick one-shot stories, and you should try to use some of the original characters from the show in your stories. Sorry, I personally have never really been a fan of RPing, but this shouldn't stop you from writing.

Just keep at it, and I am sure you will hit your audience.

[Fluttershyisacutegal]

a good start to the story I say