Muffin and Aria
Muffin and Aria
By Scribe Feather
Winter in the valley town of Ponyville brought with it more than just the fluffy layer of snow. With the cold weather and chillful wind, a natural stillness fell on the land as life in the small town slowed. Gentle snowflakes floated through the air as ponies walked through the snow covered streets.
Among the thick layer of gray clouds that floated in the afternoon sky flew a copper colored pegasus. His brown mane and scarf flickered in the crisp winter air as he glided across town.
The copper pegasus soon fluttered down to the ground, his hooves clopping against the cobblestone road. He stood amongst the town’s streets that were lined with near identical cottages. He walked the rest of the way, a short distance before he reached his girlfriend’s house, a typical house sitting in line with other typical buildings.
He knocked on the front door, adjusting the green winter cap that sat loosely on his head. He only had to wait a few minutes before the door slowly opened, revealing a dull yellow earthy pony.
“Muffin Cakes!” the dull yellow mare exclaimed, swooping in for a big hug. “Oh my gosh! What a surprise!”
“I’m on break from school and figured I’d surprise you,” the stallion answered back. “Can I come in?”
“Well of course! Come on,” the mare answered, quickly tugging her boyfriend out of the cold.
Muffin felt his body warm up once he was inside. He was quick to pull off his snow covered winter wear, tossing the cap and scarf over onto the nearby coat rack.
“I'll whip up some hot chocolate to warm you up,” Aria stated, making a happy trot off into the kitchen. “Warm yourself up by the fire!”
After brushing off a bit of snow that clung to his bangs, Muffin Cakes did just that. He journeyed in the opposite direction of his girlfriend, into the living room.
A three cushioned couch sat in front of an inviting fire as the flames illuminated the room with its warm glow. Little picture frames and tiny knick knacks populated the mantlepiece, mostly consisting of family photos and gifts the the two ponies have given each other over the last couple months. A few pillows rested on the arms of the couch as well as a big, plush blanket draping over its back.
Muffin made himself right at home, hopping up on the comfy couch and nesting into the pile of pillows. He pulled the large blanket off the couch and draped it over the nest and himself.
As he waited for Aria to return, he passed the time to just watch the flames crackle in the fireplace. The big logs that roasted in there slowly broke down as they snapped and hissed ever so faintly.
“Back!” Aria exclaimed walking into the room with two big mugs of hot cocoa. A generous layer of marshmallows topped the head of both drinks, hardly allowing much of the dark brown drink to show through. She handed both mugs over to the comfy pegasus before tossing another log on the fire. “I'm glad you were able to make it. It'd be a shame to have all this hot chocolate go to waste!”
The mare climbed up onto the couch, slipping underneath the warmth of the blanket. She snuggled into the nest of pillows, nuzzling in close to Muffin.
“I'm glad I showed up then,” the stallion answered, handing Aria a warm mug. He took a sip of his sugary drink as he shimmied closer to the snuggling mare, readjusting the blanket at some places to keep the cold at bay.
The two snuggled on the couch as the fireplace lit up their cuddling bodies. Occasionally the snapping of the fire punctuated the atmosphere as the two slurped their hot drink.
“I really missed this,” Muffin softly said, nuzzling against his girlfriend’s cheek.
“Me too,” Aria answered back, “it’s been too long.”
“I know I know,” Muffin answered back, “school’s just been keeping me busy with exams and stuff. Plus I have an internship in the works.”
“Of course,” Aria replied with a nod, “I just miss ya is all.”
“And I missed you too, my little filly bear.”
Aria’s ears then perked up, “oh! That reminds me.” She steadily pulled away from their cuddling, dragging herself out from under the warm blanket.
The dull yellow pony trotted over to the closet where she dug through the various boxes that sat inside. After some searching, she finally returned to the couch with a plain white box. Printed in black ink on the front face of the box illustrated a stylistic, fluffy cloud.
A smile grew on Muffin’s face when his eyes set upon the box. “You didn’t,” he asked in excited disbelief, taking a healthy gulp of his drink.
“Mhmm,” Aria simply replied, opening up the box’s flaps.
A gentle wafting of baby powder floated into the air when the package was opened, revealing a clear plastic case of diapers. The diapers were large and thick, easily being big enough to fit an adult’s waist. Its powder blue colored wings surrounded a thick white core that had little stars dotting its surface. The words “Dry Clouds” were written on a plain white sticker on one of the packages corner
Aria extracted one of the diapers, the garment crinkling loudly in her hooves. “I thought we’d do something special for your visit.”
“Wow! They’re so thick!” Muffin explained, wearing the biggest smile on his face.
“I even gathered some foal toys that I use for babysitting,” Aria added, “so if you were thinking to wearing these for a little while...”
Muffin excitability brushed the blanket aside, crudely snatching the diaper out of Aria’s hooves. “Well what are we waiting for? Time to get this filly bear in her diapers!”
Aria was caught off guard at first, but quickly smiled as she moved herself down to the floor. She splayed out her legs as her boyfriend kneeled down with the open diaper in tow. Her legs were ever so gently lifted into the air as the fluffy diaper was slipped underneath her rump. The fluffy material crinkled as her legs were lowered back down and the thick padding was pulled up between her legs.
Muffin fumbled with the diaper’s tapes quite a bit, having to readjust them a couple times to ensure optimal snugness. He even had to readjust the diaper entirely to size it up around Aria’s waist better. He wasn’t the most skilled diaper changer. After some waiting, however, he managed to get the diaper around Aria’s waist, fitted just right to her figure.
“Not bad,” Aria smiled as she pulled herself back to her feet, “you’ve been practicing.”
“M-mostly on myself,” Muffin answered with a little blush.
“Well lay down then. I can’t be the only one waddling around in a diaper.”
Muffin Cakes lowered himself to the floor, replacing Aria with his legs spread out. Aria grabbed a new diaper from the package, opening it up ever so slowly to appreciate the subtle crinklings the garment made. The diaper was slipped under Muffin’s rump, tingling his back with its softness. She was much more skillful with the diaper change, showing more experience with the task then the stallion ever could.
Muffin could feel his wings tighten underneath him as the diaper was slowly pulled up between his legs. He could feel his member just begin to stiffen ever slowly as the thick layer of padding was taped securely around his waist.
“Done!” Aria exclaimed smiling up at her boyfriend proudly.
Muffin only laid there silently, staring at his fresh diaper as he squeezed the padding between his legs. Such soft thick padding. He had never imagined they’d be so plush and fluffy. His daydreaming was suddenly interrupted when a pile of foal toys came pouring over his chest.
“Huh?! What?” the stallion exclaimed startled, scurrying as best as he could away from the growing pile of blocks, plushies, and big plastic toys.
Aria stuck out her tongue as she tossed aside a now empty box. “Heehee, sorry, you were making that face again.”
“What face?” Muffin asked as he pushed some more toys off his body.
“You know, THAT face,” Aria answered before giving Muffin an overly exaggerated example of his dazed expression. “You look like a toddler peeing himself like that.”
“And you’re any better?” Muffin smirked as he pulled himself out from the center of the toys. “You should see the look on your face whenever I catch you sucking your hoof.” He illustrated this statement with an exaggerated expression of his own, making sure to stick out his tongue over enthusiastically for a silly result.
Aria blew a raspberry before chucking a plush block at the stallion. “I don’t look like that!”
Muffin just barely dodged the incoming toy as he quickly retaliates by throwing a wolf plushie right back at her. “Do too!” For emphasis he made the expression again, making sure to get his hoof covered in drool as she shoved it sloppily in his mouth.
Another foal toy flew through the air and hit Muffin on the side of the head. “Jerky diaperbutt!”
Muffin quickly snatched up the nearest toy to throw at his diapered girlfriend. He picked up a soft plastic ball filled with little noisemakers that rattled inside it’s empty interior. The rattling caught his attention, quickly diverting it away from the two ponies’ playful game. He now focused more on the fun looking toy, smirking ever so subtly as he gave it a little shake.
A little involuntary giggle slipped out of his mouth as he gave the ball another shake. The world around him fell away for a moment as his attention was completely occupied by the fun little ball.
Before he could play with it for long, Aria spoke up, “hey!” Causing Muffin to look up, you gonna roll that ball over or just keep hogging it all?”
Muffin smirked and stuck his tongue out. “Fine,” he exclaimed before rolling the ball over to the mare, causing it to jingle and make all kinds of little noises, “you can play too. No need for fussin’.”
Aria returned the raspberry in kind and rolled the ball back, “I wasnt fussin’!”
Muffin laughed as he picked up a nearby stuffed teddy bear. “Well Mister Bear thinks you fuss an awful lot!” He wiggled the toy in front of his girlfriend playfully, “Mister Bear tells me that you fuss about lotsa things like meal time and diapee changes and bottle feedings...”
“That reminds me! I’ve got another surprise,” Aria smirked, “be right back.” Once again the mare disappeared into the kitchen, her thick diaper make her waddle greatly.
After a brief wait, she came back with two bottles, one pink and the other blue. Both of them were enlarged in size for older ponies, filled to the brim with cold and refreshing milk. She handed one off to Muffin.
“Baby bottles?” Muffin examined the blue bottle in his hooves.
“Baby bottles with a little extra something,” Aria corrected with a wink. “I figured a little diaper butt like you wouldn’t be satisfied with just hot cocoa.”
“Just tastes like milk,” Muffin quipped, taking a quick sip of his bottle.
“Well hold on, don’t drink any of it yet!” Aria quickly answered, pulling the bottle down, away from Muffin’s muzzle, “come on into the bedroom with me.” She winked as she steadily pulled the stallion away.
Leaving their blanket and the warmth of the fireplace, the two ponies slipped into the bedroom where a queen sized bed waited. Aria energetically hopped into the sheets with Muffin quickly following close behind.
Their bottles sloshed as their diapers crinkled as the two ponies snuggled up close to each other. Muffin gave Aria a little kiss on the lips before popping his bottle into his mouth. Aria followed suit, latching onto her own bottle and gently suckling the liquid down. The two leaned back, snuggling with each other as they rested their head on fluffy pillows.
As their quiet feeding continued, Muffin inched in closer to the mare, slipping in so close that his inner thighs brushed against Aria’s thick, crinkly diaper. The touch caused her to moan behind her bottle, almost making it roll out of her mouth.
The two hugged together closely on the bed, their diapered crotches pressing into one another. They snuggled ever so closely, enjoying each other’s warmth and company. A couple small kisses were exchanged in their intimate moment.
Attention eventually moved back to the bottles of milk that waited patiently on the bed’s nightstand. The two ponies took hold of their bottles, latching onto the rubber nipples while snuggling close to one another. Now the only noise heard in the bedroom was the gentle suckling of milk as the two steadily drained their laxative laced treat. Occasionally they would smile at each other, knowing very well what consuming such a concoction would inevitably lead to. Neither of the ponies spoke a word as they drank, their bellies steadily filled up with the sweet milk.
Muffin Cakes was the first to finish his bottle and in record time too. Once empty the bottle popped out of the stallion’s mouth, clunking noisily to the ground as he sat there triumphantly. A small and likely petty victory, but a victory nonetheless. He let out a belch to signal his accomplishment.
“Somepony was thirsty,” Aria smirked, temporarily breaking away from her own bottle to badger the stallion.
“Slow as always,” Muffin smirked, shifting his position around in the bed.
“It’s not always a race,” Aria snobbishly replied, “I happen to enjoy the taste...” Her thoughts trailed off as she noticed her boyfriend moving about. The stallion flipped his orientation on the bed, resting his muzzle close to the mare’s diapered crotch as his own diapered front inched its way closer to her muzzle. “Always so quick to shoving your diaper butt in my face,” she scoffed with a roll of her eyes. Although, despite these fake showings of being annoyed, she couldn’t prevent a small smile grow on her face as her muzzle touched Muffin’s diaper.
Muffin didn’t say anything in response and instead moved himself closer to Aria’s firm breasts. His muzzle ever so gently latched onto one of the nipples, flicking at it with his tongue. This caused the mare to gasp, nearly dropping her bottle in the process. She quickly gathered herself and returned to her treat, steadily working at the last of the milk that rested inside. Muffin, on the other hand, gently gave Aria’s breasts a gentle suckling. No milk was produced, nor did he expect any, but such an act turned the two on immensely.
Aria’s suckling slowed down quite a bit as she turned her attention towards the arousing pleasure that grew with each gentle suckle of Muffin’s muzzle. Her progress on her bottle was much slower now, but she eventually reached the end of her drink, leaving her baby bottle empty. She let the bottle drop down to the ground as she now focused on her boyfriend’s suckling.
“N-naughty colty,” she moaned as she leaned her lower half closer to the stallion’s face. “D-don’t you know it’s rude to shove your diaper in ponies’ faces?”
Muffin Cakes only smirked before he leaned his lower half in closer, giving Aria a faceful of his diaper.
Aria nuzzled the fluffy diaper that laid out in front of her, letting out a little moan into the padding. She could feel Muffin’s stallionhood growing inside the fluffy garment. Suddenly her naughty nuzzlings were rudely interrupted with a loud gurgling.
“Oof,” Aria quietly exhaled, resting a hoof down onto her stomach. The effects of the milk were now making visible changes to her digestive system.
“Everything alright, crinkle britches?” Muffin asked, looking up from the mare’s breasts. He smirked quietly, knowing very well what Aria was going through as the same sort of pressure built inside of his belly.
“Mph, I-I’m fine,” Aria answered with a flinch.
“I think you’re lying,” Muffin smirked, “I think that special milk is starting work it’s magic.” He lowed his hooves and rested them on the mare’s belly. He felt her stomach gurgle and groan as the laxative laced milk started to work through her system. He too could feel the mixture churning away in his stomach, but he was able to hide it better. He gently pressed his hooves into Aria’s belly, instantly meriting a response from the straining mare.
“S-stop! Y-you’re gonna make me...” Aria suddenly grew silent once the pressure became too great. After being teased, her bowels finally gave in and became fully relaxed. Her stomach gurgled as her diaper bulged out in the back. She could only wait it out as the big mess filled up the back of her diaper, allowing her bowels to finally empty. She was left panting a bit after the relieving push. After being frozen with the overwhelming urge to push, she was finally able to look up, seeing her boyfriend laughing up the storm at the sight. “You jerk!” Aria exclaimed as she gave her boyfriend’s stomach a little kick.
Muffin giggled naughtily as he watched his girlfriend fill up her diaper. He was in such hysterics that he hardly noticed Aria’s hoof kicking his stomach with a playful jab.
He gasped, color draining from his face mere seconds before the inevitable. The jab was enough to send him over the edge and before he knew it he was filling up his own diaper with a squishy mess. He remained frozen, wearing an expression of shock and surprise as he involuntarily filled his diaper. He could only lay there, eyes wide open as his bowels moved on their own.
Now it was Aria’s turn to grin impishly and giggle. “Aww, little colty couldn’t hold it in?” she cooed over enthusiastically.
“No...fair!” Muffin grunted as he pushed out the last bit of his rather large fill up.
Aria smirked as she shifted herself about, giving her messy diaper a testing squish, “I wasn’t aiming for fair.” She then gave Muffin’s diapered rump a firm press, squishing the heavy mess that now bulged out his diaper. This was responded with a firm diaper smack from Muffin.
The stallion placed his hoof on Aria’s diapered rump. “What a messy diaper you got,” Muffin teased as he squished the mess about, “stinky britches! Stinky britches!”
The stallion’s teasing was rudely interrupted when he felt a hoof suddenly slap against his own messy diaper. He jumped with a naughty moan. “I’m not the only one,” Aria grinned, rubbing a gentle circle into Muffin’s diaper rump. “You think I didn’t notice how eager you were to drink that bottle of milk?” She continued to tease, “I think you WANTED to mess yourself.”
“Read me like a book!” Muffin grinned.
“Messy little colt. Just what am I gonna do with you if you can’t keep your diapers dry?”
“Guess you’ll just have to...” Muffin moaned at his own words as he squished Aria’s mess about, “punish me.”
“M-mph! J-just like that...” Aria murmured, leaning in closer to the stallion. Her own hoof pressed deeper into Muffin’s diaper. “Just like that...”
They pulled in closer, their diapers squishing against each other as their warm diaper crotches smushed against their faces. The two moaned, both of their forehooves digging into the squishy back of their partner’s messy diaper. They hugged each other close in a corrupted form of a cuddle with their diapers pressed firmly into each other’s faces.
“M-mph! Stinky colt!” Aria murmured into the yellow diaper that pressed into her face. “Big...d-diaper butt!”
Muffin moaned as well, his throbbing cock straining against the soaked diaper. He couldn’t help but hump his girlfriend’s face a couple times, grunting as the action brought even more arousing bliss. He didn’t want to continue shoving his heavily used diaper into the mare’s face, but his aroused body urged him to do so, awarding him with wonderful pleasure each time. “N-naughty f-filly,” he forced out between humps, “p-pooping your...d-diapers!”
Aria followed suit, pressing her warm crotch into Muffin’s face as well. The two pressed deeply and sensually into one another, deep moans muffled by the padding shoved in their faces.
Muffin’s cock throbbed as crinkles came from his diaper in a rhythmic pace. The messy back sloshed against him with each thrust as he quietly grunted behind his teeth. “Messy l-little diaper butt!” His panting became louder with each hump and rub, “pooping y-your d-diaper!”
“D-diaper butt!” was all the overly aroused Aria could exclaim as she thrusted her crotch firmly into the stallion’s muzzle. Her back hooves hooked around the stallion's head as her body quivered with pleasure. Loud moans erupted from her mouth. “Mph, squishy...diaper!”
Muffin Cakes followed shortly after, feeling his stiff member throb one last time before it began spraying into the waiting diaper. He moaned loudly as he weakly humped Aria’s muzzle a few times, riding out his pleasurable orgasm.
Aria was numb to the world as she squirmed pleasurably in her warm, squishy diaper, moaning as she did. “Wow,” she whispered, her eyes kept closed as she reveled in the wonderful afterglow.
Muffin pulled himself off of Aria’s diapered crotch, readjusting his position so that he snuggled back alongside his pampered girlfriend. He pulled her in close, giving her a little kiss on the forehead. “You made quite a stinker, didn’t you,” he teased quietly.
Aria smirked, lazily smiling as she wiggled in close to her boyfriend’s embrace. “Mhm,” she only said as she hugged Muffin’s chest.
For a few minutes or so, the two just laid close to each other. They quietly snuggled as they basked in the post orgasm bliss. The soothing afterglow let the world around the two fall away.
Muffin ended the snuggling session with another kiss on the forehead. “Time to get you changed, saggy butt,” he quietly said as he pulled away from his girlfriend.
With his full diaper drooping between his legs, Muffin retrieved a new diaper. He carried the new padding as well as wipes and powder and placed it on the bed. Aria wiggled down the bed till her back hooves drooped over the foot of the bed. Her diaper squished with each slight movement she made as she splayed her legs apart.
Muffin took in a noisy breath of air before he began untaping Aria’s diaper. The heavy and well used diaper was pulled out from underneath the mare, quickly replaced by a fresh one. He playfully puffed out his cheeks as he wiped Aria’s crotch clean with the scented wipes. He used a generous amount of wipes, drawing out that step for as long as possible.
After he was absolutely sure the area was clean, he sprinkled some powder around before pulling the new diaper up between Aria’s legs.
“Well you smell a little better now,” Muffin teased as he gave Aria’s diaper front a few pats. “Maybe this time we can stay dry for more than ten seconds.”
“Oh hush,” Aria answered with a shooing wave of her hoof. “Now it's YOUR turn to get a diaper change. You need one more than I do.”
The ponies switched places with Muffin enthusiastically hopping onto the bed. He spread out his legs nice and wide as Aria grabbed another diaper.
She didn't waste time teasing the stallion with excess wiping and only took as long with each step of the diaper change that was necessary. She quickly replaced Muffin’s old diaper with the new one, leaving him as fresh smelling as she was.
“There,” Aria stated, tossing the two diapers into the nearby trash can. “See, these diaper changes can go by quick if you don’t fuss every step.” She then climbed back into bed, slipping underneath the bedsheets and back to her boyfriend’s side.
“I wasn’t fussing,” Muffin replied with a laugh.
She gave the diapered stallion a kiss on the lips. “Nini, crinkle butt.”
Muffin returned the kiss with a big hug. “Sweet dreams, silly filly.”
The faint scent of baby powder lingered in the air as the quiet sound of crinkling plastic could be heard. Snuggling up close to each other, the two diapered ponies drifted off to sleep.