[C] Big Rumble

by scribe-feather

Chapter Five: Going Shopping

Big Rumble
Chapter Five: Going Shopping
By Scribe Feather

✶✶5✶✶

Thunderlane wetting the bed for the first time was a step in the right direction. The stallion avoided telling his little brother like the plague, ashamed of himself and too embarrassed to admit such things. He always made sure to wash his bedsheets the morning after, doing his best to rid himself of the lingering urine smell.

Rumble could hardly believe the book was right. He gave the hypnotic suggestions a few more days to settle in Thunderlane’s subconscious. He had hoped that his patience would further solidify the subconscious commands buried deep in Thunderlane’s mind.

The wait was agonizing, but soon a week passed and Thunderlane had woken up with a wet bed almost every night. Rumble hid his joy when he spied his brother sneaking off to the laundry room or when he smelled a lingering twinge of urine on his brother. Thunderlane was shaping up to being quite the bedwetter.

On his own time, Thunderlane made futile attempts at keeping his new bedwetting habits at bay. He would avoid fluids before bed, sleep on top of towels, and even try to wake up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom. All this effort, however, was frequently forgotten and he would wake up yet again with a large wet spot on the middle of his mattress. On the rare occasion that he DID remember to take precautions, Thunderlane couldn’t help but feel childish doing such things. He was a grown stallion afterall.

After so many wet nights, Rumble decided to finally chime in to commence the next step of his plans. One morning he followed Thunderlane as he exited his bedroom. The bigger stallion carried with him a balled up pile of sheets that had a light yellow hue to them. Rumble followed him into the laundry room where Thunderlane hastily began washing his bedsheets.

"Whatchya doin'," the snarky younger pony said, walking into the laundry room with a cocky stride.

Thunderlane jumped, hastily forcing out a startled "Rumble!?" when he saw his brother. "U-uh...N-nothin'. Just...doing some laundry."

"Didn’t you do laundry yesterday."

"Yeah, well I forgot some stuff, okay?"

"Like your bedsheets?" Rumble prodded, "I could have sworn you washed those already."

Thunderlane's face drained of color as he did his best to keep himself composed in front of his little brother. "Y-yeah well...I...you know...Have you finished all your homework?"

“Did you wet the bed again?”

Thunderlane’s face flared up a bright red in a matter of seconds. “What?! No! No way! I wouldn’t...”

“How long has this been going on?”

“I don’t have to tell you that.”

“Oh come on. As your big brother I think I deserve to know.”

Thunderlane felt a slight twinge in his forehead, but the pain quickly dissipated as he answered. “Just...a week or something, I guess.”

“A week?” Rumble answered, trying to sound as genuinely surprised as possible. “And you’ve just been washing your sheets every time?”

“Yeah...”

“I think you should get protection,” Rumbled answered with the best rehearsed tone of voice he could manage, giving the impression that he had just thought of the idea. In reality he had been dreaming of this pinnacle moment for weeks.. “You know, like absorbent underwear.”

“I don’t need to wear diapers!” Thunderlane exclaimed in a fit of embarrassment. ”And it’s not even a big deal. It’s only been a few nights a week. I can handle it.”

“As your big brother, I think you should get some protection before you ruin the sheets anymore.”

Again, a little pinch of pain poked at Thunderlane’s forehead. “Yeah...I...guess you’re right...”

“Great,” Rumble grinned, “then let’s go do some shopping.”

With Rumble gladly leading the two, the two ponies made their way to the local store. Down the main streets of Ponyville, travel time to the store wasn’t long, but the wait was excruciating to the excited Rumble.

The store did well at matching the timber framed buildings around it, but didn’t quite match the overall style of the town. It’s pale, exterior walls were usually dotted with posters advertising current sales or clearances. The front wall was mostly made up of large, seamless windows that opened the interior up to the inviting sunlight.

Past the cash registers at the front ten or so aisles stretched as far as the back wall, each dedicated to broad categories of items. Rumble happily led his big brother past the aisles for mane care products and pet food, making a beeline for the foal and medical care aisle.

On the left stretched shelves housing first aid equipment like pain killer, bandages, and medicated lotion. The right side, however, was filled with a wide variety of diapers, sizes ranging from newborn foals to elderly adults. The choice in design, color, and thickness was almost staggering.

Rumble scanned the various brands that would fit his newly bedwetting brother. He automatically skipped over the boring, white pull up ones and focused more on the ones that had tapes and embarrassing prints to them. If he was going to make his big brother wear diapers, it was going to have to be something worth being embarrassed about.

Thunderlane quietly hid off to one side of the aisle, constantly looked up and down the area as Rumble made his selection. Rumble settled on a pair of “Dry Clouds” with the words “Extra Absorbency” constantly advertised on each side of the thin plastic packaging. The adorable cloud and raindrop print made the extra thick diapers all the more humiliating to wear.

“I think you should get these,” Rumble chirped, holding up the package of diapers.

“Th-those?!” Thunderlane choked, “b-but no no...I just need, like, plain old white ones.”

“But these would look so much cuter!” Rumble answered, “like a real foal’s.”

“No way!”

“As your big brother, I want you to get these!”

Thunderlane winced for a split second before agreeing. “...Okay...” He took the package of diapers out of Rumble’s hooves, blushing heavily as he did.

Rumble wore a big, smile on his face, proud of his work. He happily skipped beside his embarrassed brother as they journeyed back to the front of the store where a line of cash registers waited.

On this quiet afternoon, the two ponies didn’t have to wait long for a cash register to become available. Not wanting to waste any more time holding the package of diapers, Thunderlane jumped in the moment he could.

A light brown teenaged pony could be seen passively leaning behind the register’s counter. Her agitated disposition clearly reflected that she didn’t quite want to be here. Even though it was her job, it seemed to ruin her day seeing the two ponies walk up to her with the package of diapers.

She watched the large package of diapers slowly run down the conveyor belt, likely knowing that they were much too big to fit Rumble. Whether this was true or not was tough to determine as she remained silent through the whole ordeal.

“Will that be all?” the adolescent pony asked with a raised eyebrow.

“Y-yeah...” Thunderlane answered, unable to even look the younger pony in the eye.

It was unclear whether the cashier was judging Thunderlane with her eyes or if that was just her normal expression. She bagged the package of diapers, handed Thunderlane his change, and then leaned back against the wall, all without another word.

Thunderlane gathered his bags and left the queue without another word. A constant glow of blush hung on his cheeks as he slunked out of the store with Rumble close behind.

Rumble walked with a pride and almost cocky trot as he left the store with his head held high. He practically had a bounce in his step as he followed Thunderlane back home.

His brother moved with a quicked pace, walking as casually, yet as fast as he could manage. He felt like every eye in Ponyville was on him. He became paranoid that everypony somehow had x-ray vision and could see through his shopping bag. The sooner he could get home, the better.

He burst through the front door once the two returned home. He made a mad dash to his bedroom and quickly hid the package of diapers in the back of his closet. He even made the extra paranoid step to cover the plastic package up with a few old winter jackets.

Rumble found his brother’s bashfulness a delight to watch. The usually confident and calm Thunderlane seemed to wear a permanent blush on his face when around his little brother. He watched Thunderlane shyly hide away his new night time garments, taking such care in the hiding place.

“Now remember, you can’t touch or change your own diapers. I’m your big brother so you gotta do what I say.”

“I won’t touch them,” Thunderlane parroted back.

“No matter how wet they get in your sleep, you keep your hooves off of them, okay?”

“No touching...”

Rumble did a little excited bounce. “Great!” he happily chirped, “then I think we can try them out now. Time for a nap.”

“What? But Rumble,” Thunderlane let out a childish whine, “it’s not even dark out! And I don’t need to take naps!”

“You need the shut eye. Too many nights sleeping in a cold, wet bed,” Rumble answered, “besides, we gotta figure out how absorbent your diapers are.”

“...nighttime underwear,” Thunderlane begrudgingly tried to correct.

“Sure, lil brother.” Rumble answered with a big grin, “whatever you say.”

Comments

[SuperPinkBrony12]

And so it begins.

[Mix-up]

finally we are getting it into the good stuff. now that Thunderlane is into diapers and has yet to get used to it, I wander if he will also do number two eventually. what will be Rumble's next step to this socking his hoof, pacifier, onesses?

[Twinkie Hoof]

Loving it, hehe, can't wait for the next chapter.

[ZyferKazumi]

It's kinda cool to see rumble take control of thunderlane. Plz keep up the good work

[Crona]

Can you please keep this fic alive. It's really good