Spring Sweets 2: Second Helping
By Scribe Feather

	The sun was setting on the small town of Ponyville. The sky was growing orange as most ponies started to head home and close up shop. The activity around town was slowing down as it transitioned into night life.

	A royal carriage from Canterlot came rolling through the town, moving much slower than last time after specific instructions from the single passenger to "take it slow so I'm not disturbed." The two regal looking pegasi who pulled the cart were careful with their travel, timing their steps to avoid any unnecessary bumps or speed. At that steady speed, the cushy carriage barely bounced over the rock road. The well built and expensive looking wheels and axles absorbing most of the rocky rumble. The tiny windows on the sides had their tiny royal curtains drawn to give the passenger privacy.

	Prince Blueblood was usually quite the sight seer during his carriage rides. He enjoyed peering out the window at the sights that steadily strolled by as the carriage moved on. The common ponies were unbearable to be around for more than a few minutes, so it worked out quite well that the prince was able to watch them roll by the windows before the spectacle grew boring. But today he had no need for sight seeing. The faint crinkle from between his legs reminded him that he was here for other reasons.

	Today was a day he had been looking forward to for weeks. Mrs. Cake finally had time in her schedule to do a little...*ahem* Foalsitting. And the unicorn prince couldn't've been more excited, though his royal mask did well to cover up this excitement.

	To keep his mind off of how excited he was, the prince pulled up his royal cloak that covered his lower body to reveal the thick double diaper between his legs. It was a bit presumptuous of the pony, but he decided to double diaper so he could soil himself extra big before coming to Mrs. Cake's shop. Nothing the earth pony couldn't handle, he assumed.

	The ride still had quite a bit to go, so Blueblood decided to make himself comfortable. The first thing to go was the elegant, white and blue cloak that fell off with a simple untying of the neck strap. He kicked the regal fabric off to a corner so he could really take in the thick double diaper.

	Boy could he not get enough of that thick diaper! The finest Canterlot had to offer to! Took a bit of effort to get his hooves on such diapers, but a few secret trades here, a couple fake names there, and obtaining them was child's play! They were noticeably poofier than the diapers Mrs. Cake slapped on him during his last visit, but probably be just as absorbent. Pictures of gemstones dotted it's light blue surface to remind the wearer that these diapers were for big foals, not just ponies who had bathroom troubles. Though despite the expensive price tag (which is CLEARLY an obvious sign that these diapers were superior to any other diaper of it's kind) the prince didn't get the same fluttery feeling he got when he was diapered up in Mrs. Cake's diapers. Her diapers felt more special somehow.

	Ah, but why was he wasting all this time gawking at his diapers? He needed to fill them up before he arrived.

	Blueblood leaned back in his seat, thighs spread wide as he closed his eyes. For a few seconds the stallion was still before a loud hissing could be heard, followed by a long sigh of relief. His bladder splashed against the inner most diaper. He didn't make any attempt at quieting down the stream or his satisfied sighs, Nopony would hear him in the privacy of his carriage.

	His legs bowed out as he felt the diaper suck up his 'accident', reveling in the squishy sensation of a well used diaper. The diaper was absolutely soaked and Blueblood loved it. He felt so naughty, nopony could see him soaking his diapers like a little foal.

	As the carriage rolled down the roads, Blueblood laid back and enjoyed his diaper. He had about a half hour to stew in his pee soaked diaper. It didn't matter how filled his diaper got. Mrs. Cake would be there to change him. He was such a naughty foal. A naughty foal in a pee soaked diaper...And a tired foal...Long carriage rides always had that effect on him.

	The stallion was suddenly shook awake by the sudden stop of the carriage, followed by one of the drivers stepping out of his harness and walking over to the side door. Blueblood quickly scrambled back to his feet and refastened his cape, smoothing out any subtle creases that formed on the delicate fabric while it sat on the floor . He double checked and triple checked from all angles that the soaked diapers weren't showing through.

	The regal pony couldn't help but smile to himself. On the outside he looked like a prim and proper pony. But under only thin layers of cloak waited his sagging diaper. A diaper that could surely be smelled by anypony close by, but Blueblood planned on moving fast enough to not have that as a problem. They would think it was a foal before even considering it was the regal pony walking past them with chin held high, he assumed.

	Another check to make sure the cloak covered it all before the unicorn exited the carriage. The driver held the door open with a bowed head. As he climbed out, a few passersby gave him a deep bow. The typical treatment worthy of a regal prince. He celebrated behind the regal expression, if only they knew.

	The stallion entered the closing Sugarcube Corner with chin held high and his stride ever so elegant and poise. Mrs. Cake was just now turning the 'Open' sign to 'Closed' when she spotted the regal pony arriving. The stallion's cloak look regal and stylish. Not something you'd find suspicious for a pony of his social status, but for Mrs. Cake, it seemed very sketchy.

	"There's the little diaper prince," Mrs Cake said with a big smile as she greeted her new guest at the front door. The stallion blushed, fidgeted and mumbled something rude under his breath. Mrs. Cake chuckled before closing the front door. The mare eyes the suspicious cloak that covered his back half. "Weather's a bit warm to be wearing a cloak. Don't you think, Piddles?"

	The embarrassed prince avoided eye contact, fidgeting with his front hooves and staring at the ground more than the motherly pony.

	A faint scent wafted to Mrs. Cake's nose and she paused to take it in. That smell smelt familiar...Almost like... "Piddles...Did somepony have an accident?" The taller pony paused, but nodded. He couldn't get past the mare's firm gaze. "Show your Auntie Cake. That cape is too grown up for you anyway. You might ruin it."

	Blueblood hesitated, but eventually he gives into Mrs. Cake's expectant gaze and starts to untie the cloak's neck tie. The regal fabric slips off his body, revealing the well used double diaper hugging his waist.

	The mare gulped once and steadied a shaky hoof. "Oh...My." The soggy, expensive diapers were definitely a sight to take in. She had to take a moment to herself before she continued. "It seems the little diaper butt's big bladder couldn't make it to the potty." The stallion huffed as he protested with a stomp of his hoof. He blushed with a shudder as Mrs. Cake tested the weight of the diaper with a loud squish. "Oh but I know you like soaking your big thick diapees more than using that dumb potty."

	Blueblood snorted embarrassingly as he awkwardly trotted forward, oversized and soaked diaper swishing and sloshing squishy with each step, to step close to her and lean in to affectionately nuzzle into the shorter pony's neck.

	Mrs. Cake would give the stallion's chin a playful tickle as she chuckled softly, "Aww, is somepony getting a little excited in their soaked diapers?"

	The stallion 'mmph'ed and lifted his head, squirming and trying to stifle the slight laugh as his face flushed red. "M... Maybe...." he stuttered shyly.

	"Oh, there's no need to hide it. I know how excited my stallion's get when they've been walking around in diapers. All that soft material held close. And then they can't help but soak the diapers because they know it feels even better."

	"N-now its all heavy... And wet and squishy," Blueblood murmured with blush filled cheeks as he squeezed the thick diaper between his thighs. "I can feel it hanging from my hips, and rubbing my groin with every step! I can even smell them they're so soaked... It... It makes me feel like a dirty foal." He murmured softly, mostly to himself to really revel in the pleasurable sensation.

	Mrs. Cake idly listened to Blueblood's self teasing before dabbling with the back of the heavy yellow diaper's elastic waist, pulling the padding up tightly against the stallion's rump to test it's consistency. "Of course you are, sweet roll."

	The prince let out a yelp in surprise, feeling the soaked padding suddenly tugged tautly against his royal derriere. "Auntie Cake!" The royal prince moaned out

	"What is it sweetie? Dun like our didees being tugged on?" Mrs. Cake chuckled loudly at the royal pony's reaction. She gave the diaper a few more tugs just to be sure, causing him to moan as he was essentially being given a wet diaper wedgie by the smaller pony..

	Blueblood blushed, allowing it to happen. His hips jerked with each tug as the soaked wadded padding squeezed against his butt. He felt his own wetness squeezing out and washing coldly over his skin and his exposed member saturating in the soaked sagging groin of the diaper as it tugged up over and over with each tug. "Plea-please stop! ahn.. its rubbing, Auntie cake!"

	Mrs. Cake kept tugging at the rather heavy diaper. She enjoyed teasing the stronger pony with such a demeaning exercise. Rubbing the diaper up against the stallion only helped remind him that it was HIS pee that made the diaper so heavy and she was the one who will change him when she feels he's ready. "Oh gosh, this diaper is just SOAKED!"

	The regal pony moaned over and over as the soggy saggy diaper rubbed and squished and tugged with each buck of his hips. His face went so red, shameful and aroused as he whimpered and quivered, his hips wiggling in their soggy confines, tugged around by her grip. " Oh... oh please, Auntie cake... I... I wet myself! I need my diaper changed!" He moaned out, his front knees bent and head held low as his flank remained raised, grunting gently with each tug.

	Mrs. Cake smiled big hearing the strong stallion admit such infantile things. It made her excited to see such a prim and proper pony wiggle in arousal from a soaked foal diaper that reeked of urine. Enjoying her control over Blueblood, the earth pony slipped underneath the strong stallion, giving her a good view of the soaked, yellow diaper that was now tenting up. The growing bulge twitched every so often. Before the stallion could recover from the lack of diaper back tugs, she nuzzled the big bulge in the front of the diaper, noting the warmth and strong urine smell. She then began rubbing it's full length with both of her front hooves through the thickness of the double diaper.

	Blueblood face was red in shame as he breathed heavily, enjoying the degradation and infantile humiliation. In Canterlot he was a regal, noble stallion and center of high society. But here he was little more than a wet soggy foal for this earth pony. Breathing heavily, hemmed and then let out a sudden "oof!" Feeling the nose and face suddenly mush into the soaked diapers through the dry and clean plastic backing, pressing into his balls through the diaper and squeezing the wet urine out of the absorbent padding to wash back down over his rigid bulging member tenting and stretching the oversized infantile apparel.

	"Ah! w-wait! what... Mmmmh!" Blueblood said, in shock and surprise, turning his head to try and glance under him while he remained bent over, hind legs spread wide before giving a shudder, as he felt the diapers soggy wet material being rubbed into his member by her hooves as he gulped.

	Mrs. Cake continued rubbing the stallion's throbbing and stiff member through the thick padding of the urine soaked diaper. "Come on sweetie, I know you can make stickies in your diapers!" She would occasionally break up the rapid rubbing with a nuzzle or two into the squishy mass, enjoying the pleasurable scent of the stewing diaper. "If you want to get changed, you'll have to make stickies!"

	Blueblood shivered and moaned as he felt her hooves working at his already sensitive and rigid stallionhood, squishing and squelching against the diaper and pressing into the strongly scented warm wadding and pressing it against him as he bucked his hips and 'mmmph'ed with a tremble. He was trying his best not to give too easily, but it was all far too much for him to try and hold back and soon Prince Blueblood moaned and his hips spasmed. He began to spurt his load into the soaked diapers, wetting them even more with his seed.

	The earth pony smiled as she watched the stallion's body shutter from the strong orgasm and so soon too. "Oop! There we go! Prince Piddles likes his diapers." She kept rubbing the squishy padding as he rode out the sensation, steadily slowing down as it continued. There was a distinct warm patch on the stallion's diaper now from his excitable little 'accident'. "Yes he does..." Blueblood flopped forward, resting more on his head, hips up in position as he blushed deeply and breathed heavily, recovering from the vigorous orgasm. Mrs. Cake wiggled out from under the stallion in his afterglow and gave him a pat on the head for a job well done. "Now I bet somepony wants to get changed in a nice fresh diapee so he can fill that up too!" She chuckles at the tease.

	The dazed stallion 'mmmm'ed and closed his eyes when she patted him upon his head. He blushed oh so deep and looked up at her. "Yes... please Auntie..." He moaned, as he laid there in a gooey warm, squishy mess, mind oh so fogged by his orgasm, but always acutely aware of his urine soaked and diapered state.

	Mrs. Cake left the strong stallion in his adorable pose, head laid down, soaked diaper rump stuck up high, while she got the needed supplies. He didn't stay alone for long before Mrs. Cake returned with a diaper bag slung on her shoulder. She plopped the bag next to the stallion's raised lower half and pulled out some wipes and powder. 

	Blueblood was grateful nopony else could see him in such a state. Or see the smile on his face as he let himself rest and recover, almost losing track of time when he heard the bag suddenly drop down on the floor and caused him to open his eyes and glance over.

	"Such a good little diaper wetter," Mrs. Cake commented, patting Blueblood's diapered rump a couple times who blushed at her words praising him as if he was a little colt. She expertly started to untape the well used outer diaper and then the second.

	 "Its all squishy and sticky..." He moaned quietly, settling down as she patted his hips and felt the first diaper fall away, landing on the floor with a heavy [i]THWOP[/i] causing his waist to feel suddenly lighter. Then the second coming even heavier, and dripping a lot as it had been wet well beyond overflow and couldn't contain the prince's wetness. His dark and glistening stallionhood swung limply into view as it deflated in the afterglow as Mrs. Cake began cleaning him up with wipes.

	At the touch of the cold wipes, Blueblood would jump a bit and let out a gasp before slowly settling down again and 'mmph'ing with a wiggle of his hips at each touch and wipe to sensitive parts. His flank was quite soaked and smelling heavily of his wetness, stinking of pee.

	Mrs. Cake hummed quietly to herself as she wiped away at the stallion's lower half, replacing the strong pee scent, that had been stewing in his diapers for a couple hours, now with the foalish scent of the moist wipes. She wasn't sure which smell she liked most. Every used wipe would find its way dropped in the center of the two diapers, in a big, pee soaked pile on the floor between the stallion's raised legs. Mrs. Cake wondered how embarrassed the stallion might be if his legs suddenly gave way, causing his waist to drop into the cooling diapers. He'd probably enjoy it too much. 

	"Such a good boy," she compliments the stallion, "staying still for Auntie Cake." She rather enjoyed keeping his rump up in the air like this. It was unorthodox and not necessarily ideal for a diaper change, but it kept the subject in an easy to reach position for wiping the smell off.

	Prince Blueblood wasn't in an ideal pose at all, even from his own perspective as his head was kept lowered to the floor, even lower than body, causing him to look up at her anytime he glanced back. His hips remained raised and legs spread, putting his royal rear and member on full display and complete access as if showing himself off without any cover or protection. He shivered with each touch of the wipes and tensing his body embarrassingly under her hooves. It would be much easier to use his own magic, but the feel of her taking charge just made Blueblood blush more... And feel safe.

	After a good deal of wiping, Mrs. Cake finally moved onto the foal powder. For the stallion's exposed rump she simply sprinkled it around the area and rubbed it in, 'accidentally' getting some of it on his lower back. His freshly cleaned member however took a bit of finessing, requiring the earth pony to sprinkle a bit of the powder on her hoof and rub it in by reaching between his legs.

	Blueblood 'mmmph'ed and blushed as he felt her powder covered hooves come in and begin to smear the silky infantile scented powder on him. He blushed and fidgeted, feeling helpless as he let the smaller earth pony spread the powder all over his member. The attention already made his stallionhood start to stiffen up to half mast as he tried to coax Mrs. Cake to touch him more by leaning his hips back.

	But she was too quick, swiftly pulling her hoof out of the way after the job was done and his black member was now powdery gray. "Now now, sweetie. We gotta get your diaper on first." Mrs. Cake then gave the stallion's freshly powdered rump a pat or two as she opened up the new diaper, a light green one with little doodles of sheep dotting it's surface. With expert hooves, the mare worked the thick diaper around the stallion's waist in this strange position. 

	"Green?" Blueblood sounded more whiny than the 'big boy' he claimed he was. "That... Will stand out quite a bit. Isn't there any blue ones? or... White?" Blueblood asked with a blush, as he wiggled his hips as the thick diaper came up. He took note of the way it became quickly apparent what he was wearing due to the contrasting color against his flank as his knees slowly stretched.

	"You don't like it?" She asks a bit rhetorically. "I could always put your old one back on, if you prefer yellow over green." It took a little bit of fiddling, but Mrs. Cake managed to get the diaper looped around his legs and started to tape it snugly around his waist.  

	"No no! no no. I love it Auntie Cake. Thank you for my diaper change." Blueblood very very quickly said, as he had no doubt she might indeed try to roll him back over onto his back and slap that soggy diaper back around his hips and strap them on for another hour or two. Blueblood awkwardly pushed himself back up to all four hooves with a bit of help from Mrs. Cake...Actually a lot of help. He blushed as the mare's guiding hoof reminded him how much stronger she was compared to him, being an earth pony and all. He very quickly leaned in and gave her a loving and grateful kiss on both her cheeks and a nuzzle, the scent of wet diapers and foal powder hanging around him.

	Mrs. Cake smirked at the stallion who was quick to accept his new diaper. Though there was part of her that was a little disappointed with his answer. It would have taken some effort, and maybe some tape, but slapping the old diaper back on that stallion butt wouldn't have been that hard, she thought. He'd smell quite ripe like the little piddle butt he was. "Aww" she says softly as he thanked her and showed his gratitude with a kiss and nuzzle. "You're quite welcome sweetie. Just remember I'm here when you need a change next."

	"Yes Auntie Cake." He said with a smile, pressing his forehead lovingly against hers and sighing contentedly. Few moment later he bent his head to stroke his cheek against her side, and then gently nuzzling his face against her underside with a smile as he leaned more and more against her and bent a bit.

	The stallion was thankful, that was obvious, but Mrs. Cake was a bit unsure about the leaning and what his intentions were with that. "And what are you up to now, Prince Piddles?" She felt a slight flutter in her tummy though as his face nuzzled it.

	"Well~ I'm changed and dry." He murmured softly, casting a sidelong gaze to her as he smiled and slowly stepped aside to stand along her side and thrust his head underneath her as his horn glowed. Lifting from underneath he would lift his head to flip her over and onto her side with his magic. 

	Mrs. Cake gasps at the sudden change of orientation. "Oof" was all she managed to say as she was swiftly and magically flipped to her side, exposing her plump breasts and her warm belly. 

	"I think that means next is a nice feed, don't you?" He said, leaning his head in, and pressing his lips to lightly kiss at her belly, letting his lips press gently as he began to kiss his way to her bosoms.

	"Oh well I suppose you earned it," Mrs. Cake said with a 'you win' smile. "You were such a good boy during the diaper change and making sure to come to Auntie Cake with a soaked diaper. I suppose a nice feeding is well deserved." She did find it quite cute to have her strong stallion's take the foal's place at her side, thick diaper crinkling as he fed.

	"Drink enough milk, I do suppose I'll have another wet diaper in short order..." He cooed, positioning himself warmly beside her as he bent his head low and let his tongue gently flick over her nipple, before letting his lips give a soft pucker and suck, letting it come off with an audible pop~ and then moving to tuck his head closely and latching onto one of the plump breasts.

	Mrs. Cake laid on the ground relaxed, rather enjoying the stallion's tongue play. Her nipples were plump with milk and dribbled a bit as he played with them. "Mmm, you're such a good boy when you use your diapers."

	Blueblood's lips would wrap around one plump milking nipple, burying his royal head against her underside as he closed his eyes and began to suckle as he laid over on his side, tucked close to her body warmly, and his hooves moving up to rub her breasts. His diaper crinkled mere inches away from Mrs. Cake's muzzle in the sixty nine position.

	Mrs. Cake snuggled as best as she could to the feeding diaper stallion, keeping him warm on the outside as her milk warmed him up on the inside. She felt a wonderful mixture of bliss, relief, and contentness in this position as she watched the strong stallion suckle her milk.

	The regal pony cuddled as he did feel rather... Safe. Snuggled against her, filling himself with her warm milk and listening to her heartbeat so close to his head, and feeling the rise and fall of her chest with every breath. After a few moments, he would let his lips break from her nipple, and shift his head up to suddenly run his tongue along her warm sex.

	Mrs. Cake closed her eyes contently as he suckled away at her milk before suddenly feeling a shock of arousal. The moist suckling on her breasts now felt lower and more arousing. She gasped softly at this sudden shift.

	Blueblood squirmed, shifting his position, the diapers around his groin crinkled and rusted thickly and freshly as his blonde mane buried itself between her thighs and gave him more access to allow his tongue to plunge into her moistness, lips squeezing, kissing, and suckling at her lower lips as he moaned and cooed softly.

	Mrs. Cake felt her hips move in closer to the stallion as she couldn't help but enjoy the sensations of the diapered stallion licking her as they laid there. She could feel her leg quiver with pleasure as he continued.

	The stallion lifted his hooves, he wrapped them around her flanks and legs, shifting when her hips pressed closer and buried his face more into her sex. He audibly moaning and made soft slurping sounds as his tongue rolled and plunged deep into her wetness, and his lips suckled and tasted her moistness.

	The mare felt her sex grow moist with arousal as the diapered Blueblood licked away. Seeing him in that well used diaper and changing him seemed to have helped pull her closer to the edge of her own orgasm. She wouldn't last long at all after witnessing all that!

	In his current position, Blueblood's lightly green covered diapered groin crinkled close to Mrs. Cake's face, laying so near her head and giving full view to the bulging crinkly material and the swelled bulge from underneath. The strong scent of the powder so heavy from it and his skin where the powder had been applied. A sudden hiss could be heard as his bladder began to give and she was treated to the full sight of that light greenness beginning to darken.

	The mare sighed a shaky sigh of arousal as her eyes bulged at the sight of the stallion wetting himself right there as she was licked. Watching the fresh padding grow dark, heavy, and yellow with the audible hissing made her breathing became short and shallow. It wasn't every day she got front row seats to a diaper soaking so close to her face.

	Blueblood didn't even pause in his licking as he wet himself. His bladder just gave way entirely to thoroughly soak the fresh diaper and the material slowly swelled and expanded as it soaked. His tongue lovingly caressed along her nether lips, lapping up her arousal as it came more and more. Cuddled close to his Auntie Cake, he got his nice meal of milk and 'cream', as he thoroughly soaked himself like a little foal right in front of her.

	Mrs. Cake felt her orgasm draw close as the diapered stallion continued to lick. With her free hooves, she suddenly pulled the stallion's diaper close, hugging it and reveling in the warmth and scent of the freshly soaked diaper before her hips began to buck and twitch from the sudden orgasm. She gasped into the padding as her breath shuttered from the orgasmic sensation.

	Prince Blueblood 'mmm'ed as he moaned into her, feeling her pull in and press into his fresh warm and still filling diaper as he moaned and kissed and suckled. He opened his mouth wide to lap up every drop of her juices and sighed, cozily tucking his head under her and between her thighs.

	Mrs. Cake rode out the orgasm as she held the filling diaper close like a plushie. She kept it close and nuzzled the warm, urine soaked garment for the duration of her orgasm before relaxing and giving it a bit of space. Her breathing settled down after that and she smiled pleasantly.

	Blueblood felt the mare's heart beat slowly regulate as he pulled his muzzle out of her. He returned to the plump breasts and continued feeding.

	The dazed earth pony laid there frozen as she enjoyed the afterglow of a grand orgasm. The scent of urine teased her nose as she panted for breath. She always enjoyed 'foalsitting'.