Rumble spends the weekend with his foal sitters (ABDL Theme)
Rumble has not had a single dry night in his life and he has to spend the weekend with his two foal sitters, Cloudchaser and Flitter. He wanted to get in some flying practice, but they have other plans.
WARNING: ABDL Themes, Diaper Use (wet and mess), Detailed descriptions. If you are not into Diapers, you probably won't like this
With a long yawn, Rumble cracked open his tired eyes. He desperately wished he could simply pull the covers back over his head and shun the warmth of Celestia’s sun, but sadly he could not. The mere fact of it being Friday should bring a smile to most colts, and if it were any other Friday it would have put a massive grin on his face. However, this Friday was different.
“Of course Thunderlane had to have a Wonderbolts thing on the same weekend mom and dad are taking a vacation” he grumbled as he stretched his wings, and sat up with a familiar cold squish. He glanced down at the soggy padding between his rear legs. This was nothing new to Rumble, he hasn’t had a dry night in his life, it didn’t bother him that much. His mom routinely tells him that he will grow out of it eventually and to not get upset with himself. Lots of fillies and colts have the same problem. His mom’s words echoed in his mind as he ripped the tapes off and felt the nappy fall to the floor with an audible plop.
“I bet Thunderlane never had to deal with this…” he moaned as he kicked the small rain cloud in his bathroom. The rain from the cloud was soothing as it washed away the urine on his flank. Once he dried his coat off, he glided downstairs to enjoy breakfast with his brother.
“Morning Bro, sleep well?” the older pegasus asked.
“I see you’re already in your uniform. Why do you have to go again?”
“I’m sorry Rumble, it is a mandatory weekend retreat”
Rumble sighed, he was hoping to train with his brother this weekend. He had high hopes of being a Wonderbolt. But not this weekend.
“I know it kinda sucks, but look on the bright side, you get to spend the weekend with your two favorite sitters, Cloudchaser and Flitter, I am sure that they would be willing to fly with you”
Rumble was happy that he was at least going to be staying with two ponies he knew and trusted. Cloudchaser and Flitter were basically older sisters to Rumble. He didn’t mind when they foalsat, though he did wish that they wouldn’t baby him so much. Then a lightbulb went off in his mind.
“Wait, with them? They are not staying here?” Rumbled frantically questioned. He had only rarely visited their place. Most of the time, they stayed at his house.
“I thought we went over this yesterday, it was easier for them if you just stayed with them. If you are worried about your … pajamas, they said they have everything that you would need there. Think of it like a fun sleepover”
“At least I won’t have to take them in my saddle bags, they do take up quite a bit of space” he chuckled. He was relieved he wouldn’t have to risk bringing them to school. Outside of his family, Cloudchaser, and Flitter, no one knew about his nighttime issues, other than Princess Luna perhaps, if she remembers, which he was still annoyed about. What gives her the right to just walk into anypony’s dream. Ehhh, she probably wouldn’t remember one colt’s nightmare. He kept reassuring himself that the Princess of the Night would have forgotten, as he scarfed down his oats and flew upstairs to grab his toothbrush, and the current Daring Do book.
“Race you to school Rumble” his brother shouted from outside.
“You’re on” he replied as he leaped out his window, wind rushing through his mane. He loved flying, bright blue sky, the freedom, and he got to spend time with his brother. Thunderlane was just glad to see his little brother happy. Soon, they reached the schoolhouse.
“You’re sure I can’t tag along with you and the Wonderbolts?”
“Sorry bro, anyway have a fun weekend with Cloudchaser and Flitter, see you Tuesday” Thunderlane yelled as he darted off. Right, of course it’s a long weekend. Friendship day or something. School, like always, was a bore. Rumble just daydreamed of him as a Wonderbolt.
“That’s all for today class, enjoy your long weekend”
A rush of students flew and ran through the door. Rumble wasn’t as keen on starting his weekend as everypony else. However, that soon changed when he saw the grins of the two purple mares rushing up to him. Clearly, they were looking forward to this weekend far more than he was. All three of them leaped into the air.
“We are both so excited to have you staying with us this weekend” Flitter squeaked, her bow fluttering in the wind.
“Thunderlane tells us that you still want to be a Wonderbolt”
“Going to be a Wonderbolt, I am a pretty great flier” Rumble replied cockily.
“Is that so… anyway we are here” Cloudchaser retorted as they landed in the fenced in yard. There was a small sandbox off to one side and a colorful garden on the other side. A tall brown fence surrounded the yard leading up to a two story, cookie cutter, Ponyville house. Does every house look exactly the same? Would it kill somepony to change up the style a little. Rumble wondered as they went inside.
“Did you remember everything” Cloudchaser asked while plopping down onto a lush red couch.
“I got everything, toothbrush, book, … Thunderlane mentioned that you would have my … uhh” Rumble stammered as his face became a bit red with embarrassment.
“Your special pajamas, ya we have them, they may be a little thicker than what you are use too” Cloudchaser interrupted.
“We were not sure, and we wanted to be on the safe side” Flitter yelled from the kitchen as she brought a plate filled with chocolate chip cookies. Rumble knew that they both had known about his problem since he was a foal. It was still hard to talk about, though the cookies seemed to relax him a bit as he munched on the warm, gooey cookies.
“So, what do you want to do? Play a board game, read your book, play in the sandbox?” Flitter eagerly asked.
“I was thinking about flying”
“Of course you were. Alright, but only until it gets dark” Cloudchaser sternly said after rolling her eyes. Rumble wasn’t really listening as he took off out the window. Flitter quickly caught up to him and watched him do trick after trick. However, it was getting dark and soon Cloudchaser showed up.
“Rumble it’s late, we should head inside”
“It’s not that late, do I have too” Rumble pouted, he was not ready to stop just yet. Cloudchaser and Flitter quietly whispered to each other, eventually breaking into light laughter. Rumble approached the mares and overheard the last part of their conversation. “Do you really think he would go with it… it would be so cute…what about…shh he coming over”
“How about a wager Rumble, you’re a fairly good flyer, do you think you could beat me in a race”
“Anytime, anywhere”
“If you win, you can stay out as late as you want. If I win, you agree to play whatever games we want with you tomorrow” she said with a grin. Rumble pondered on this for a second, it was going to be raining all day tomorrow. I mean he wouldn’t lose any flying time if he lost. Anyways he was much faster than Cloudchaser, what did he have to worry about.
“Alright, your on” he smugly replied. As he watched Cloudchaser draw a line on the ground.
“From this line to the house then” she said as they both approached the starting line.
“3…2…1…GO” Flitter announced as both Rumble and Cloudchaser darted off with a blur. Rumble was in the lead, he thought he was going to win, after all he was the best. But then, with a loud woosh, Cloudchaser flew by him and crossed the finish line first. Rumble had lost.
“Horse Feathers” Rumble muttered as he saw Cloudchaser waiting at the front door.
“Better luck next time, sport” she teased as Flitter caught up. Excitement was radiating off of her body. What is she so happy about? He thought to himself as they went inside to eat dinner. Oats, hay, and a delicious apple pie. Rumble was stuffed.
“Wow that was delicious”
“The Apples do make some great pies. We were thinking about watching a movie, Rumble. I am going to set up the projector, Flitter will help you get into your pajamas upstairs”
“Isn’t it a bit early?”
“The movie is long, and you might fall asleep during it. We would prefer to not have to wash the couch again”
“That was years ago, and only once, but alright, maybe if you threw in some more of those cookies from earlier” “We’ll see” Cloudchaser replied as Flitter and Rumble went upstairs. Flitter opened the door to what looked like a nursery. He saw stacks of diapers next to the changing table, all much to small for him though. Flitter opened the cabinet under the changing table to reveal a stack of Rumble sized diapers.
“What is all this?”
“Oh, we sit for many families all around Ponyville, including the Cakes. We have this for when parents have to leave their cute infants with us” she replied as she grabbed a diaper with her wing.
“Hop up” she said as she unfolded the diaper. Rumble was very familiar with the routine, as he planted his rear onto the super soft padding below him. It was different than what he was used to at home, it was at least three times as thick. He thought as flitter pulled his tail through and applied powder.
“I know these aren’t what you are used to at home, but those have leaked on more than one occasion and I don’t want to wash the mattress. All done” she replied as she taped up the diaper snuggly around his waist. He hopped down and fell backwards onto his padded rump. The extra padding spread his hind legs out a bit farther than he was use to.
“Oh are you okay” Flitter said with a laugh.
“I’ll be fine” Rumble replied as he decided it would probably be better to fly, as he glided his padded rump downstairs and plopped on the couch. The faint glow of magic was radiating off the projector. Flitter sat down next to Rumble as Cloudchaser started the movie. Rumble saw the cookies and milk on the coffee table and snacked on them.
After a half-hour, Rumble’s eyelids were getting heavy and he let out a long yawn. Flitter and Cloudchaser both looked at him with loving eyes as he fell into a light slumber. He awoke warm and cozy, with his face nuzzled in the warm fur of Flitter, cocooned by the soft feathers of her wing wrapped around him. However, his bladder was feeling the effects of all the milk he had drank, but he was so comfy. I am sort of ‘asleep’, might as well find an upside to my nightly problem. The front of his diaper warmed as urine began to pool around his rear before being absorbed. Soon he drifted back to sleep.
“I hate to have to move. He is so comfortable and looks sooooo cute” Flitter whispered as she gently scooped up the colt.
“Just think of how cute he is going to look tomorrow. Seems like it was a good thing we diapered him before the movie” Cloudchaser replied as she pointed at the faint yellow tint on the front of the diaper as they both pulled the covers over a sleeping Rumble.
“Goodnight Rumble” they whispered as they closed the door.
Rumble cracked open his eyes to be greeted by the smiling face of a purple mare with a bright pink bow on her head, and like every morning, he was also greeted by the cold damp padding between his back legs. He could hear the taps of raindrops outside.
“Morning Flitter. Why did the weather team think that Saturday was a good day for rain? Why not a weekday?” He grumbled as he eased out of bed. The soggy padding drooped causing him to lose his balance with a wet squish. The diaper had swollen quite a bit and was close to leaking. This bulk is going to take some getting use to. Also, I really did a number on this one last night. Probably didn’t help that I used it before bed. Flitter was trying her best to not break into a fit of laughter as she watched the foal stumble into the bathroom.
After a quick shower, he trotted downstairs toward breakfast.
“Good morning Rumble. Sleep well?”
“Yeah, I was just bummed about…”
“Anyway, you remember the bet that you lost yesterday” Cloudchaser interrupted.
“Yes, what about it?” he said while munching.
“We were thinking of playing dress up with you”
I expected as much. Eh it’s raining, and a bet is a bet.
“Fair enough, just no make-up or any of that” he replied as he could see the excitement growing in Flitter.
“Ohh I am so excited, you are going to look so adorable” Flitter squeaked as she darted upstairs.
“Just no pictures, or telling anypony”
“Of course” Cloudchaser said with a smirk. Rumble felt more uneasy about this than before. Which was soon solved by a plate of cookies being pushed toward him with a glass of milk. They tasted a bit different than before. I guess Cloudchaser isn’t as at making cookies as Flitter. Cloudchaser grinned as she watched him eat the cookies. She was getting what she wanted either way.
“Thanks, this will mean the world to my sister” she said as she took him upstairs with her.
Rumble’s became very confused when she walked past both of their rooms and straight toward the nursery. Flitter was there with an unfolded diaper on the changing station, and a bright blue hoofed sleeper to her right. Rumble was frozen and speechless.
“We both thought you look so cute in your little diaper last night that we wanted to watch you in them some more. You don’t have to use them or anything, I just thought that you would look super cute” Flitter began to get quieter and quieter and stepped back. She has been so nice to me and never has asked anything in return. I guess there’s no harm in fulfilling her little fantasy. Rumble thought as he began to see a tear forming in Flitter’s eye.
“As long as I get some more of your cookies, and NO ONE finds out about this. Anyway, a deal is a deal and if it would make you happy” he rambled as he rubbed his head against her. Flitter grabbed him and squeezed him tight in a loving hug.
“Thank you for doing this, up we go little foal” she said as she placed him on the thick, soft, padding.
“Don’t think I needed to have powder put on” he said as he sat up with a crinkle. He managed to stand with the thick padding on this time.
“Habit I suppose”
“So, what now?” Rumble asked.
“Since, it is raining, and you probably don’t want to go anywhere, we could play a game like Jenga” Cloudchaser said with a smile.
“Oh, if you need to use the bathroom, let one of us know, and we can help you remove the diaper. Or don’t, it’s not like either of us would mind if you used it” Flitter added.
“Noted, and Jenga sounds good” he replied as they trotted downstairs to the living room to play. With a audible as he plopped his padded rear down. The padding provided a comfy seat on the floor as Cloudchaser set up the tower. I guess I never realized how comfy these were. Flitter plopped down a plate of sugar cookies, with rainbow sprinkles.
“A small thanks for going along with this” she said with a smile. They looked incredible and tasted just as amazing as they looked. He felt a strange sensation move throughout his body, but he paid it no mind as he scarfed down some more of the cookies.
“How do I even do this?” Rumble whined at the current state of the Jenga tower.
“I thought you said you were good at Jenga” Cloudchaser teased.
Rumble suddenly felt a hot stream of liquid trickling down his fur and into the thirsty diaper. What? What? What?!? I didn’t even feel it coming. I guess I really had to go. Might as well finish. He thought as he relaxed more and felt the warm padding swell. He was completely oblivious to the two mares trying their best to keep a straight face as they looked at each other and back at Rumble. They soon calmed down and put on straight faces as Rumble finished emptying his bladder.
“I usually am fairly good at Jenga…” He replied sheepishly as he shifted his leg with a warm squish snapping him back into reality. It had dawned on him what he had just done.
“Looks like a foal may need a change? Is there something you need to say Rumble?” Cloudchaser teased as she pointed at his sodden, yellow crotch.
“I… uhh…” He stammered as he suddenly felt very small, and scared. He didn’t know how to respond. A warm, soft, purple wing surrounded his body, dragging him across the floor, and into the smooth, silky, fur of Flitter.
“We did say he could use them if he wanted. I mean no harm in using something for its intended purpose” she said as she squeezed Rumble, before relaxing her wing.
“Yeah, I thought this was what you wanted” Rumble replied gaining some confidence.
“It’s fine, neither of us mind that you used your diaper, Rumble. No one is going to know. Anyway, Flitter finds it very cute” Cloudchaser replied as Flitter’s gave a harsh glance at Cloudchaser.
“Anyway, how about some lunch?” Cloudchaser said, breaking the silence.
“I think a little foal might need a change first” Flitter added as she plopped rumble on her back with a wet squish.
“That would be nice” Rumble’s voice vibrated as he was jostled upstairs.
“So, just between you and me, did you have an accident” she whispered as she ripped off the tapes of the soaked diaper. Rumble shivered as a cold wet wipe washed away the urine on his fur.
“I promise I won’t tell anypony, even Cloudchaser” she added as she coated Rumble’s lower area in a thick paste.
“What is that stuff, it feels weird”
“Diaper cream. Don’t want you getting a rash now do we”
“No, and just between you and me, I may have gotten a little distracted and focused on the game to notice that I had to go” he whispered back as he was greeted by the soft cocoon of padding encasing his lower half.
“It happens more than you think to young foals and fillies. At least you were mature enough to admit it” she said giving him a gentle tap on his padded flank. He smiled back as they both went downstairs.
“I hope you like carrot dogs Rumble” Cloudchaser said.
“You know I do” he replied as he scarfed down a few of the delicious treats on his plate. He still kinda felt funny. Perhaps the carrots didn’t agree with him. The feeling soon passed as they all finished eating.
“I think I am going to read my newest Daring Do book for a while”
“Sure, why not bring it down into the living room and we can make it a reading party”
Rumble flew upstairs to grab his book and bring it back down. He lay on his stomach and eagerly began to read his book for a few hours.
“Do you think…I’m sure…I can’t wait…I think something else can’t wait as well” The two mares whispered to each other.
Rumble was entranced by the adventures of Daring Do and didn’t even notice the two mares talking, or how much time had passed. He didn’t really care anyway, he cared more about how Daring Do was going to get out of that cave. His stomach felt funny again. I ate to many of those cookies. He thought as he continued reading. Pfzzt, some gas escaped his rear. He glanced up to make sure Flitter and Cloudchaser didn’t hear and he went back to his book. I will just finish this chapter and then ask them to use the bathroom. He thought as he went back to reading. Unknown to him Flitter and Cloudchaser had both put their books down slightly and had their eyes glued on his padded rear as they chuckled under their breath.
A sharp pain from Rumble’s gut snapped him out of his book. Maybe I should stop now. He thought as he stood up. Blarrrttt, a firm mass began to make its way out of his small body. His tail lifted instinctually as he began to involuntarily push. A large, lumpy mess began to press against the soft lining of the diaper. Flitter and Cloudchaser watched the bulge forming. Slowly, the warm sludge, with nowhere else to go, began to force itself downward, as the poor foal kept pushing out more and more mush. Finally, with his diaper filled to the brim, the onslaught stopped, and the fowl scent of his deed reached his nose. What have I done? He thought as the heavy load tugged down on his diaper forcing it to sag. He felt his bladder give way adding to the mixture in his diaper. A tear began to form in his eye.
“Smells like Rumble has a surprise for you Flitter” Cloudchaser teased as she pressed her hoof into the lump in the back of his diaper. Squishing the slimy mess further around his diaper.
“Oh Rumble, are you feeling okay, maybe lunch didn’t sit well”
“Maybe” he sniffled as a familiar soft, purple wing grabbed him and dragged him across the floor. Causing him to land right in his own filth. Squashing it into every corner of the diaper. Flitter’s warm hug was all he needed as he hugged her tight. Her wing seemed to shield him from the outside world and dried his tears.
“Shhh, it’s all right, no harm was done. Everypony gets sick from time to time, we were just fortunate enough that you were wearing some protection. Think how much worse it would have been if you were not wearing that diaper. Now how about a nice bath” she cooed as she gently stroked his mane.
“A bath would be nice” he meekly replied as Flitter gently lifted him onto her back and took him upstairs.
“Try to stand on your hind legs, you can lean against the side of the shower” she said grabbing the shower head. Rumble complied and could feel the weight of the load in his rear squishing between his legs.
“Perfect, thanks, this will makes things a lot easier and faster” Rumble could hear the tub water pouring into the tub as Flitter ripped off the tapes. The dirty diaper hit the ground with a splat, Rumble kept his eyes closed. He was to ashamed to see the mess he had created. Flitter tossed the used diaper into the trash and hummed as she sprayed the filth that was caked onto Rumble’s rear. The warm water washed away all the manure that clung to his fur and was soothing. After the water stopped, he opened his eyes to see himself being gently placed into a soothing tub of warm water.
“I bet that feels nice” she said as she began to wash his mane. Normally, Rumble would protest this, but he just didn’t have the energy, and this was nice. So, he just let Flitter bath him as she hummed a nursery rhyme. This isn’t so bad. I forgot how nice it was to be cared for like this. He thought as Flitter rubbed the plush towel against his fur. His now empty stomach growled for sustenance.
Soon he was in a nice, clean, thick diaper.
“Rumble, you know what would look super cute and would probably be comfy” she said pulling out a bright blue hoofed sleeper. “It would also keep you warm, which is important if you are sick”
Rumble was too hungry to put up a fight as he stepped into the soft outfit. He felt the warmth envelope him as Flitter zipped the back of the sleeper. He popped both of his wings out and they both went downstairs.
“How about some nice oats Rumble” Cloudchaser offered.
“I am starved, I could eat anything” he said scarfing down two large bowls of oats.
“Since, you were such a good foal for Flitter, I decided we should watch the new Daring Do movie” she said as she walked into the living room with a roll of film under her wing.
“I didn’t think that was even out of the local theater?” Rumble excitedly squeaked.
“We sit for the theater owner. As a favor, she lets us borrow extra copies of films”
Rumble was so excited as he dashed off to the couch in the living room. Flitter joined after putting the dishes in the sink. Sitting right next to Rumble, she extended her wing around the small foal. Rumble smiled and rested his head against the mare as the movie began to play.
About halfway through the movie, Cloudchaser got up and asked,
“Do you want something to drink Rumble, chocolate milk perhaps? How about you sis?” she said as she strolled across the room.
“That would be awesome” Rumble replied, he never really got chocolate milk at his house. Only on special occasions.
“I’m fine, thanks for offering”
Soon she came back with a bottle of water under one wing and what looked like an orange sippy cup under the other.
“We are out of clean cups, I’ll do the dishes in the morning, I hope you don’t mind using this, you do already look the part”
“Chocolate milk is still chocolate milk, no matter what container it is in. Thanks for the milk” he replied as he grabbed the orange cup from the mare and began sucking down the sweet liquid.
The milk had an unfortunate side effect of making him a bit sleepy. Rumble was struggling to keep his tired eyes open towards the end of the film.
“Rumble are you ready to go to bed” Flitter whispered as the credits rolled by. Glancing down at the tired foal, who was fast asleep.
“Do you think we over did it?” Flitter asked as she picked up Rumble.
“Look how happy that foal looks” Cloudchaser whispered, pointing at a very content looking Rumble sleeping on Fillter’s back.
“I suppose, anyway he does look so cute” she said putting him in bed.
“Anyway, you remember what she said” Cloudchaser replied closing the door.
Why is it cold around my… Rumble cracked open his well-rested eyes to be confronted by a mare with a bright pink bow.
“Oh, sorry to wake you Rumble, you were very wet” she said as she put a fresh diaper on him.
“I was probably going to wake up soon anyway, what’s with the diaper? I thought we were only doing the game for the one day”
“Well you do seem a bit sick, and our little game did save the couch and carpet. Besides, did you really mind?” she grinned.
“I suppose you’re right” Rumble yawned stretching out his wings. They are nice, it is nice to be cared for, I don’t know… I guess it’s fine. It’s not like anypony will know. He and flitter flew downstairs to enjoy breakfast.
“You feeling any better Rumble?” Cloudchaser asked sipping a hot cup of coffee.
“I think so”
“We were thinking of going on a small trot through the forest and enjoying a nice picnic”
That actually sounds rather nice. Rumble thought, glancing at the overcast skies.
“That sounds fu… wait, like out outside, like with other ponies?!?” Rumble’s heart raced as a few drops of sweat formed.
“Well not exactly, the trails are not used that often, so I doubt we would run into anypony”
We live in a small town. We wouldn't just run into someone, we would run into someone that would know me
“What are you so worried about anyway?” Cloudchaser asked.
“Ahem” Rumble replied pointing a hoof at the thick padding.
“If that’s what you’re worried about, you can always wear a poncho or something else to cover up”
“I’ll throw in some cupcakes if you go. Cloudchaser stopped by Sugarcube Corner this morning and picked up a dozen. Please Rumble” Flitter chimed.
Horse feathers, I can’t say no to those eyes. She’s lucky she’s so cute. A poncho would look kinda silly, but it would hide the diaper. I guess the cupcakes would sweeten the deal.
“I can’t say no to that face”
“Great, I’ll pack some saddle bags, you want a cupcake before we go?”
“Sure” Rumble replied as he munched on the velvety cupcake. The Cakes do make some great… Rumble felt a hoof pressing up against his rear.
“Just a little wet and no messes, you should be fine for now” Flitter said as she pressed her hoof against his diapered region. Invasion of privacy much, I think I would know if I was… Wait did she say wet? Rumble focused his attention on the slightly damp padding between his legs. He hadn’t even noticed that he had wet himself. Maybe I do need these after all. What if I have to wear them to school? Rumble’s heart thumped faster as he began to consider if he needed to be padded in the daytime as well.
“I’m sure it’s just you being a bit sick, nothing to worry about” Flitter soothed. She is right. It’s probably just a one-time thing. Rumble let out a sigh as his heart rate slowed.
“I should also pack a saddle bag, do you want to bring your book?”
“Sure”
“You can throw it in my saddle bag”
After a quick fifteen minutes the saddle bags were full, and Rumble had on a dark green poncho. Everypony gathered in the yard before a thought occurred to Rumble.
“Wait, this wouldn’t prevent other ponies from seeing my diaper if I am flying overhead”
Cloudchaser let out an annoyed sigh.
“I guess you can ride on my back until we get there. Just try and stay still” Cloudchaser replied as Rumble climbed onto the mare’s back.
“Hold on tight” Cloudchaser said as she leaped into the air, startling Rumble. A familiar warmth began to pool around the front of his diaper. Cloudchaser, feeling the heat on her back, chuckled. “A bit to fast for you, Rumble?”
“I’mmm fiiine” Rumble replied as he was bounced up and down squishing the soggy front of his diaper.
After twenty minutes of flying, Cloudchaser looked around, and dropped Rumble off her back.
“We are far enough out of site from anyone, I think you can fly from here”
“Will do”
They flew for another ten minutes until they landed in a field surrounded by trees, with a creek running through the middle.
“Where are we?”
“Our own special place. We discovered it as fillies when flying about. It started off as a sort of hiding spot for us”
“But soon it became a nice private place to relax” Flitter interrupted as she unfolded a blanket.
Squish. Rumble felt his warm damp padding being prodded at.
“Flitter, I think he could probably use a change”
“Already? I only brought one spare,” she replied as she flew over and pressed at the padding.
Rumble was frozen with a mixture of shock and mostly embarrassment.
“He should be fine until lunch, I added a few boasters this morning. You’re fine. You can go off and play” she said with a gentle pat on the rear. “Here, in case you get thirsty” she handed him a sippy cup of juice.
“Thanks” Rumble was too embarrassed to say anything more. With a warm squish, he trotted off to a nearby tree with his book and began to read.
By the time he got up, his padding had begun to balloon out. He couldn’t keep his hind legs straight. I probably need a change. He thought as he flew over to Flitter.
“Flitter, I…”
“Need a change. I see that”
“Yep”
“Do you still need to use the bathroom, this is the only spare I brought, so if you have to go, you should go now, I’ll give you a minute as I set things up”
There was pressure coming from bladder and a slight pressure coming from his bowels. He relaxed and felt a familiar warmth. However, the padding was struggling to absorb the added liquid. It pooled between his legs, and the warmth creeped up toward his tail. He felt a drop or two of warm liquid drip down his hind legs.
“All done” he said. Flitter seemed surprised.
“You sure, this is the only spare. If you have to do anything more than pee...”
“That was one time. Anyway I think this has had all it can take” Rumble said has he ripped the tapes away. It is clearly leaking... What is the problem With a heavy thud, the padding fell to the ground. Flitter began to change him into a new diaper as the faint pressure from his rear came back. I am a big foal, I can hold it at least until we get back. He felt a the same thick paste being applied, followed by the soft, comforting hug of the diaper.
“How about some lunch?”
“I’m starving”
Classic hay sandwiches. The staple of any picnic. Of course, followed up with some delicious cupcakes. Rumble thought as he stuffed his face. The pressure from his bowels had faded and he let out a tired yawn.
“Sounds like this little foal could use a nap”
“I don’t need a,” Rumble let out another yawn, “I suppose I could rest my eyes for a minute”
Rumble plopped down and curled up into a ball and shut his eyes.
“I suppose I could as well” Flitter added as she laid down next to Rumble, pulling him in close with her wing. Rumble felt to soft warm fur of the mare’s chest. Her wing covering him as she placed her head gently onto of his. He could feel the gentle heart beat against his back and smiled as he drifted off to sleep.
