Sweet As Caramel (RP Chat-log w/Kurikia)

"Bill, bill, zebrican takeout menu, bill...oh what's this?" Anon examines an envelope with the letters "PPP" embroidered on the front. He smirks, knowing full well what the letter contains. "Hey Caramel, we got another one these, any idea what it could be~?" Anon says, walking over to the living room.

 

Caramel sees the letter, ears perking at the sight. "Oh, u-um, that's nothing! Just, uh, give it to me..!" he stammers, trotting up and reaching out to the letter with both hooves, a faint blush could be seen on his cheeks.

 

 Anon cocks an eyebrow, lifting the letter just out of reach. "Hmm, "PPP", I know I've seen that somewhere before...I just can't quite remember." He ponders, tapping the letter on his chin in thought.

 

Caramel folds back his ears, making a second attempt at taking the letter. "Anoooon, stop it! It's mine, gimmeee!" he says in a very foalish manner.

 

Anon chuckles warmly, looks like someone was already getting into character. "Ah, now I remember, "Prancing Pony Prepatory", that elementary school few blocks away." He exclaims, handing the letter to the anxious pony with a grin. "I didn't even know you went there."

 

 Caramel widens his eyes a bit at the name of 'his school', halting his attempts and staring at his roommate as if in thought. "Um.. Right! That's it... P-Prancing Pony Preparatory!" He eagerly takes the letter, and with an awkward pause and chuckle, he darts off into their room.

 

 

"Gosh, what an adorable little colt." Anon whispers as Caramel gleefully gallops into his bedroom. He makes his way to the kitchen, grabbing an apple for a quick snack before settling down on the couch. "A bit on the shy side though..." He remarks, taking a quick bite. "But hopefully he'll come out of that shell a bit tonight."

 

Caramel takes a quick look behind him before closing the door half way, flopping onto his bed and raising the letter up into the air. "Oh boy, oh boy~," he whispers to himself, hooves working at an excited pace to open the letter. Soon enough, he finally pulled out the paper inside, unfolding it fully and reading it to himself:

 

Dear Dulce-de-Leche,

 

 I couldn't wait to finally see you tonight, I just had to write my special little foal another letter! I hope you're excited as I am for our special weekend together, I know I've been counting down the days to the very last minute. I know we've never met in real life, but I feel like the bonds we've built together mean something a lot more. I mean, with all we know about each other we're practically roommates already!! I'll be at your apartment precisely at 7, so make sure you get your little behind nice and padded before I get there!

 

Yours Truly,

 Incognito

 

(P.S. The pacificer I sent you would be a nice touch too~)

 

 

Caramel 's cheeks become visibly flushed as he read the letter more and more. At some parts he chucked, others, his heart fluttered. After he finished reading it, he read it all once more, then a third time just to seal it home, hugging the letter to his chest! He had but one concern on his mind-- could he get his roommate to leave and be gone before seven?

 

Back in the living room, Anon finishes his snack, swiftly depositing his apple in the garbage can before checking the clock. "Hmm, just after 6:30, I suppose it's time to finish "packing". With that, he heads back into the bedroom, knocking on the door a few times before entering. "Alrighty Caramel, I'm going to get a few things together before I leave for my trip to Canterlot, you sure you'll be okay for the weekend all by yourself?"

 

Caramel quickly looked up at the knocks, making sure the letter's writing was completely out of view. "Um, yep! I'll be fine, definitely!" He quickly nodded, swaying the tip of a hoof to 'dismiss' Anon from his sight.

 

Anon closes the door, rolling his eyes with a huff as Caramel barely listened to a word he said. *Boy, someone's acting a little fussy today.* He thinks with a smile, turning back towards his own bedroom. Fishing around under his bed, he pulled out a suitcase, throwing it onto the bed, smirking as he examined the contents within.

 

 Of course, Anon hadn't needed to pack any particular travel accessories like clothing or toiletries, but it had been a good hiding spot for a few presents for his new foal. Glancing at his watch, he notices he still had some time to spare. "Well then, let's go have a little fun shall we?" He says, exiting the room with his suitcase.

 

 

Caramel smiles to himself. It was really happening! Tonight would be the night where he'd get to be alone and simply foal-out to his heart's content. He wiggled his hooves victoriously, rolling off the bed and prancing around like a good pony would. His eyes moved to one of his drawers. It had a false bottom that hid most of his babying supplies. Caramel was tempted to sneak a look and maybe pull out a paci.. *No!* He thought. *Not yet.. Be patient, Caramel, you'll get your chance..~*

 

Anon with suitcase in hand approaches the door, straightening out his tie and clearing his throat. *Time for all those acting lessons to pay off*. "Oh man, I can't believe this, "Carriage Flight 208 to Canterlot Delayed Due to Inclement Weather?" He giggles quietly, knowing full well that no such thing exists. "I guess I'm bunking here for a few hours before the weather clears up..."

 

 Caramel perks his ears at the mere mention of a delay, snapping his head to the doorway. He pops out of his room immediately, "Wait, wh-what!? You can't be delayed, I haaaveeeee... to... Uh.. I mean..!" He stammers, clearing his throat.

 

 "I-I mean, it's inconvenient to you! C-can't you just get another flight?" His expression looks shot, his heart dropping at the thought of missing his own 'appointment'.

 

 Anon laughs, this was just too easy. "I'm afraid not, it's just looking too dicey out there I suppose." He says casually, checking his nails for dirt. "But boy, you seem a little anxious to get me out of the house, Caramel. What's the matter, you got a hot date coming over?" He asks with a chuckle, idly twirling the briefcase around.

 

Caramel paws his hooves at the ground, nervously, eyes flicking around at Anon's teasing. "N-no I don't! Stop!" He covers his hooves to his mouth, noticing how loudly he shouted the last sentence. "I-I mean.. I'm sorry..." He looks down, defeated, just like a little apologetic foal who'd been caught stealing from a cookie jar. "I just, um.. I don't want you to miss your visit to Canterlot..." He kicks a hoof, a bit regretful he has to lie so blatantly

 

Anon checks his watch once again, finding it reads 10 minutes before 7. "Aww, thanks Caramel, I didn't mean to tease you, should've known you're always looking out for this me." *He's a had enough for now, after all the real gun hasn't even begun*. "I guess you're right though, I'd hate for the skies to clear up and have to rush to get down to the station, good thing I have my best friend around to knock some sense into me, huh?" He adds with a soft laugh.

 

Caramel 's eyes light up with hope, his expression turning optimistic again. "Oh.. Y-yes! It's alright... I've always got your back, buddy!" A fake smile is easily made, fueled by the joy of knowing his roommate will actually leave him be, and not a minute too soon according to the clock! He trots up and pushes the top of his head to Anon's side, urging him to go. "I-I'll hold the fort, don't worry! You have fun, now, and be sure to write!"

 

Anon stumbles a bit, quickly bounding up with a chuckle as the colt ushers him out the door. "Easy there, partner, I'm sure I'll be there in time." Before he leaves, he ruffles the young stallions mane with his free hand with a soft smile. "I'll see you soon, okay?" Despite all his teasing, he had really grown to love the stallion. As hard as it had been for Caramel to express his feelings over the many letters they'd exchanged, it'd had been just as hard for Anon. After all, he had to live with the knowledge that the one he loved was always but a few feet by his side, longing to be with him, to nuture and care for the adult foal. In all honesty, they were one in the same. A tiny pang of doubt resonated deep within the human as he gazed lovingly at the stallion. Would Caramel even be able to even love him?

 

Caramel looks up with a smile at the ruffling to his mane, nodding back to the human, sincerely this time. "You will, Annie. Really, I hope you enjoy yourself!" His foalish side urged him to give a hug to Anon, and so he did, wrapping his hooves around the human's lower torso. He did after all, care for Anon. He looked up to him almost like he was a big brother, always there for Caramel, making sure he never got in trouble... But right now he knew somepony important was coming over, somepony who could take care of him and love him just like the foal at heart he was. He flicked his tail and gave an eager wave goodbye to Anon, giving the friendliest look he could muster.

 

Anon's heart flutters as the stallion wrapped his hooves around him, returning the hug in full, struggling not to embrace him too long before finally setting releasing his grasp. "Okie-dokie then, I'm off! See ya soon, Caramel!" He exclaimed merely starting out the door, suitcase in tow.

 

Caramel: Caramel watches for a moment, giving another wave.. *Going... going... Gone!* He closes the door shut and turns around, letting out a breath. Looking around for a moment, he jumps up and whinnies, "Yippee~!" His eyes catch a glance to the clock after his celebratory moment, noticing it was only a few minutes to seven! "Oh, horseapples!" He scrambles straight into his bedroom, opening up his drawer and pulling out the hidden contents within; a pacifier, a bib, and a big, thick, blue-trimmed diaper.

 

He took a few seconds to admire his foalish items before going to work, putting each one on! Meanwhile, Anon turned around the corner listening for the telltale sign of the apartment door closing before turning right back around, waiting just outside the door. Once again peeking at his watch, he noticed it was nearly 7. "Yeesh, I hope I gave the poor guy enough time." He sighed leaning against the wall, letting his mind wander. The thought of Caramel, clad in nothing but a thick, poofy diaper, toddling around on his little hoofsies...it was almost too good to be true. So many times he dreamed of turning to the stallion, revealing to him the truth about their pen pal relationship as the colt joyfully lept into his arms. But this was it, do or die. "Here goes nothing..." With a deep breathe, Anon steels himself, giving a distinct knock on the door, just as he had specified within the letter.

 

Caramel jumped at the sound of the door knocking, knowing it was his pen pal. "Mmrmph, just a moment!" He called out, bent in an awkward position on the floor, using his teeth to pull up the last of his hoof mitts, extra compliments to his bib, paci, and extra poofy diaper around his flank. *Gee..* he thought. His penpal MUST have passed Anon on his way over! It was too close, seeing as he barely had the time to baby up. No matter, though. He managed to make it in time, hopping up to all fours, and giving a quick look to himself in a mirror.

He blushed at the sight, admittedly looking very cute~. "Phew.. This is it..." Caramel whispered, his heart racing as he left his room and approached the door. His hoof stopped at the door handle. How would he look? Will he be good enough for his PPP buddy? Only one way to find out...

 

He slowly opened the door... And shrieked out at the sight.

 

"A-anon!?"

 

Anon awkwardly smiles, giving a labored wave at the adorable colt before him. The diaper wrapped around his waist was far thicker than he could've ever imagined, and the blue coloring complemented his fur perfectly. The tiny booties that adorned his little hooves were absolutely to die for. But the part that made his heart melt was the pacifier that dangled around his neck ever so gently. He had made special care to pick out that particular one, after all, it matched his caramel-colored coat. The look on the poor stallion's on his face was mixture of shock and fear that Anon had expected, having rehearsed this encounter millions of times in his head, and yet, he froze. What did he plan to say to him, oh God, what was could he say? Hey there, little guy, is your mommy or daddy home? Or maybe...Surprise! I tricked you! I'm really the stallion you thought you were talking to! No no, this wasn't supposed to happen! Finally, as the two stood in silence, he spoke. "H-hey Caramel..."

 

Caramel didn't want to believe what he was seeing. Perhaps his roommate forgot something and came back? Or maybe the flight really was delayed for good? It didn't matter. He didn't feel the diaper around his rump, the soft booties on his hooves, or even the paci around his neck (Even if any good foal would want to suckle on it for comfort at the moment..). Right now, all he felt was the pure shame and distraught of seeing his friend in front of him. Probably soon to be his former friend, seeing Caramel in this state... He backed up a hoof. "K-Anon, no.. it's.. n-not.." His cheeks flushed red and tears began to well up in his eyes. He took another step back, then another. "I-i-it's not what it..!" He gave a strong whimper and turned his body, soon galloping away to his room with suppressed tears, not wanting to face his friend like this. The door slammed shut behind him.

 

The sound of shattering glass echoes throughout Anon's mind as the stallion ran back into his bedroom. *This wasn't how it was supposed to be, I just wanted to...*. The thunderous crash of Caramel's door slamming brings him back to reality. "Oh no, Caramel..." He murmurs in fright, rushing through the door towards his roommates chambers. As he approaches the room, he hears the faint sounds of the stallion in the room, the muffled sobs he heard coming from behind the door tearing his heart to shreds.

 

He quickly jiggles the knob, finding it locked. He pounds a few times on the door, desperately trying to get the stallion's attention. "Caramel, please open the door, I just want to talk to you!"

 

Caramel stays silent, never mind the constant sobbing and whimpering as he kept his face buried in his pillow. Why didn't he just look out the window first? Why didn't he just ask who it was before he opened the door? Why did he even LET himself get into this situation. In reality, it wasn't such a big deal, but because this was so important to Caramel.. All the months of letters being exchanged between his pen pal and himself... Not to mention how much he enjoyed and fantasized being taken care of like a foal. All that seemed to be torn to shreds in front of him. He let the first volley of knocks on his door go unnoticed, hoping Anon would just walk away; his foalish side telling him he would just disappear to Canterlot and everything would be okay. But that wasn't going to happen. He soon decided to respond, "N-no..! J-just go, A-anon, I-I don't want to talk..! Y-you hate me now... You think I'm a freak..!"

 

 “You hate me, you think I'm a freak."

 

The words cut deep through Anon like a blade. How could he have made the one he cared about feel like an outcast? He should've just came clean to crush earlier, like a normal person.

Why did he have to toy with his heart for so long?

 

He thought had thought he was clever with his innocent tricks, but when push came to shove, he was just an idiot. And a coward. An absolute monster. He clenched his fists and slammed on the door once again, sliding down to his knees as tears began to pour down his face. "C-caramel, please open the door." He begged the stallion to hear his plea.

 

Though he was in a bout of turmoil, Caramel could hear the distress in his friend's voice. He lifted his head slowly from the pillow in thought, giving a few sniffles as he looked back at the door. He gave a shaky breath and stepped off of his bed, his hooves wobbling from his emotions. The Earth Pony's diaper crinkled as he approached the door, only accenting his situation.  With another sniff, he raised a hoof to the door handle. From the outside, a few clicks could be heard as Caramel unlocked the door, and soon the door shifted open creaking ever so softly as the two finally faced each other again. Caramel's cheeks and snout were red, his eyes still streaming a few drops of tears. But the pony's hurt expression changed to surprise as soon as he saw Anon. He had not expected his friend to be on his knees, crying. Why was this happening? The sight did manage to tug at his heart, even though he did remain silent.

 

Anon looked up as he heard the door softly creak open. There stood his beloved Caramel, biting his lower lip in agony as he struggled to hold back any more tears from his already reddened eyes.

 

"Caramel..." He began, sniffling as he gazed at the colt. "I didn't mean for it to happen this way...any of it." He lamented, wiping a stray tear from his eye. "All this time, it was a lie...it was me sending you those letters, not some random stallion." He admitted the truth, laying it all on the line as the words poured freely from his mouth. "I wanted to tell you for so long, I really did,  I swear I didn't want you to have to share that burden alone." He stated, gritting his teeth, choking back tears. "I always thought I was brave, but y-you...I can't imagine how much c-courage it took to...I just..." "You faced that uncertainty so confidently, but me...I'm just...I just...".  He stuttered, trying to find the words. Anon knew it was over, there was no way he'd be with him after this catastrophic event. "I didn't even have the strength to tell you...I l-love you." He cried as his face fell into his hands, tears now freely pouring down his face in defeat, his cries echoing throughout the apartment.

 

Caramel stumbled backwards, his mouth opened softly as he took it all in. The puzzle put itself together on why his friend was acting so strongly about this. Why he came back... This is his pen pal. Anon is his pen pal. But if that wasn't enough for him, his heart especially sank at those words.

 

"I love you."

 

He felt so many emotions watching Anon sob in front of him after admitting so much. He felt relieved, angry, happy, pathetic... But most of all, he struggled to comprehend how he would possibly make everything better. With how much he had just been apologized to, he could at least try comforting his friend. He brought up a hoof to wipe away any tears from his face, before taking a quick short set of steps forward, kneeling down in front of Anon. "I-I don't.. Please, stop.. Stop it, Anon..." He pushed his snout to Anon's head, nuzzling a bit into his hair. "You're.. You're him?"

 

Anon felt the sensation of wet muzzle gently nuzzle his hair. Looking up, he stared at the stallion. Here Caramel was, dressed as foalish as could be, and yet he was  the one weeping like a baby, unable to control emotions.

 

"You're h-him"?"

 

Nodding his head, he spoke to the stallion. "When the first letter first came to our apartment, with my handwriting on the front, I was horrified, I thought it was sent back by mistake." He said, a tear running down his face. "But after I saw you take it...you looked so happy, I just knew." He sobbed, clutching at his chest. "If I would've just told you then...maybe this...maybe it could've been different." He knew there was no coming back from this, he'd hurt the poor stallion too much, he didn't deserve to be with him, let alone his friendship.

 

Anon knew Caramel always thought of him like a big brother, that he could always count on the human, but in reality, it was Caramel's friendship that had kept him going in this strange, new world. His smile, his laugh, everything about the colt brought joy to his heart. Without Caramel, he was nothing. And now... "I-I'm sorry, Caramel."

 

Caramel looked into Anon's eyes. He listened silently, giving a few nods as he laid himself down in front of the human. His mind was racing like a speeding train, yet one thought kept recurring in his mind. This meant that his closest friend was also the same friend he trusted his deepest secrets to. The one he wrote all his thoughts and desires to in all those letters. And most of all what Anon was saying was sincere. He was hurt now, but that was because of how afraid he was of losing Anon as a friend. And though it was deceitful... Caramel couldn't bring himself to get angry at Anon for it. "Anon.. Please, d-don't be sorry." He moved his mitten-covered hooves forward, placing them on top of Anon's hands. "I just.. Please tell me this:" He gave a breath, "is everything you're saying absolutely honest? F-from your heart?" His hoof moved Anon's hand to up to the human's chest, looking earnestly for an answer.

 

Anon feels the softs mittens against his hands, looking up to return his gaze. He listened to the soft breathing of the stallion, seeing his chest slowly rise and fall behind the front of his bib. "I meant every word."

 

He clutched at his mittened hooves, bringing them close to his chest, desperately trying to convey his true feelings. "With all my heart, Caramel, there is nothing in this world I cherish more than you." He whispers quietly, gazing longingly into the colt's eyes. Caramel’s mouth formed a soft smile at those words, and soon his hoof began to tremble as Anon held his hoof against his chest. He sniffled and simply did the first thing his foalish instincts told him to do to a beloved friend in need.

 

Hug.

 

Caramel scooted forward and wrapped his hooves around Anon's back, his mane pushing up against the human's chin and his snout buried just below his friend's neck. ""You're him... Y-you're here..!" He quietly chanted, tail beginning to sway against his crinkling diaper. "You were always there... You always watched over me... A-and, it was all because y-you..." He squeezed his hug a bit tighter. "Love me..?"

 

Caramel's embrace catches Anon off guard, bringing him out of his haze. He quickly launches his arms around the colt returning the hug, bringing him into his arms, snuggling the colt into his chest. Anon rests his head on Caramel's soft mane, the human's strong arms holding him firmly in place as he nuzzles the thickly diapered colt.

 

 "I do, Caramel, I always have." He wails, as tears fall stream from his eyes on to the colt's mane. "You were always there for me, and I wanted to be there for you, but I was always afraid to tell you I wanted to...to care for you like a foal, but now...seeing you here in my arms...it's like a dream come true."

 

Caramel could feel his heart flutter from being hugged, the period of turmoil and uncertainty finally coming to an end as he came to terms with the situation. He asked for somepony to play with and nurture him for a night. But here, he got something better. He now had someone to love him and care for him for a lifetime. He no longer needed to hide his secrets from his best friend, and most of all, he felt closer to Anon than ever before. He pulled back his head from Anon's chest, and looked up at his new foalsitter. The light-amber colored pony pressed his snout to Anon's nose, giving a soft sniffle as his worries vanished. "There, there, Anon... Maybe we could take this to somewhere a bit softer? F-foals don't like sitting on the floor for too long..~" He shifted a bit in his thick padding, wiggling his nose softly against the human's.

 

Anon felt the soft Caramel's butterfly kisses dance on his nose, as he listened to the words of his roommate turned charge. To be consoled so babyishly by somepony dressed like a foal, he couldn't help but utter a small laugh as the last of his tears dried up.

 

But more importantly, Caramel still wanted to go through with their plans! He snuggled the adult foal closer to himself and...oh wait, Caramel was right though, a good caretaker wouldn't leave his precious little foal on the floor like this. His soul reinvigorated, he whisked the colt up into his arms like a tiny foal, planting a hand squarely beneath his padded rump to support him, gently rubbing his back. "Okay cutiepie, let's go have some fun." And with that, Anon began ferrying his precious foal towards the living room to begin their weekend vacation.

 

Caramel nearly squeaked as he was scooped up in his newly revealed caretaker's arms, bringing his hooves up to his chest and cooing appreciatively. "M-mmhm!" He leaned into Anon's chest, watching this new side of his roommate with piqued interest. He had seen Anon become caring towards him before, but this was a whole new level that he was exploring. And he loved it. His tummy filled with butterflies as he was carried through the house, his thick diaper waving from side to side while his tail wagged like an eager puppy's. He was more than ready to start their weekend of fun.

 

Anon 's mind began to race as he carried Caramel through the hallway. *Oh man, this is the first time I've ever done anything like this before.* He thought nervously,  holding the fuzzy pony to his chest as they made their way through the hallway. *Okay, lemme think...it's kind've late, and I don't think he's eaten yet...okay! I've got!*

 

A smile appears on his face, striding into the living room. He gently sets the colt down on his padded bottom in the middle of the floor with loud crinkle. "Don't go anywhere, little guy, I'll just be a second." He speeds back into the hallway, not wanting to leave his foal alone for even a second, diving into his room to pull the comforter off of his bed. *This should do nicely* Dragging the blanket along the floor, he hastily grabs the suitcase from the hallway, bringing it back to the living room, where Caramel eagerly awaited his return. He spread out the fluffy comforter along the floor for his baby. *Gosh, I hope he likes these...* Opening the suitcase, he deposited several small foal toys onto the blanket. Some blocks, a few stuff animals, and numerous other toys, even little speak-and-say! Breathing a sigh of relief, he gently motioned over for Caramel to get onto the blanket. "Alright little one, you play nice while I go get your dinner ready, okay sweetpea?"

 

Caramel looks up at Anon as he's set on his crinkling seat, giving a smile and nod as he's given his instructions. "Mmkay!" He replies back, sitting in place as still as he can. It proves to be a small challenge, though; Caramel is simply ecstatic at the turn of events. He rocks forward and backwards on his rounded poofy bottom for the next small while, until he hears Anon dragging something back into the room. He recognizes it as Anon's big fluffy comforter, which he stands up and gives his caretaker room to place it in the middle of the floor.

 

What he didn't see was the suitcase that Anon set down, and more importantly the items inside. He gasped and brought his hooves to his mouth as all the foal's toys were laid about on the comforter, Caramel watching absolutely blissful. He hadn't expected his pen pal-- er, Anon to go that far when he meant he wanted to be his foalsitter! "T-toys!" was all he could yip out, pouncing in the middle of the blanket to indulge in some of the stuffed animals, some of them bouncing up from his pounce. He looked up as Anon promised him dinner. "Th-thank you so much, daddy! I will!" He put on his best foal voice (easy for a pony with a voice as light as his~), and switched his attention back to the toys, exploring each one after the other~

 

*He called me daddy...* It almost caused Anon pain to pick up and cuddle the cute little foal right then and there as he watched Caramel gleefully bound towards his new toys, his diapers rustling beneath his flank. *He's not a stuffed animal after all*. Ultimately, he decided against it, Anon gently plants a kiss squarely on the colts forehead before heading into the kitchen. *Besides, there'll be plenty of time for that later.* "Play nice now, honey, and just call daddy if you need me!" With that, he heads into the kitchen to prepare dinner for himself and his little foal.

 

Caramel blushed softly at the kiss on his head, that being the only thing making him stay still for the moment."I-I will! Thank you, daddy~." He watched Anon walk into the kitchen, keeping his gaze fixed to the pathway for a moment. *I just called him daddy... A-and he liked it..!* A smile spread across his face and he snapped out of his trance, looking down at all his toys. His diaper crinkled as he rolled over and kept his body lying low to the comforter as he chose his next target. "Mmmm..! Eeny-meeny-miney-mo..!" He chose at random for which toy to play with, ending on a jingling and ratling colorful caterpillar. He grinned to himself and silently giggled as he played with the toy, feeling wonderful to let his youthful spirit out.

 

Anon made strode into the kitchen and began sifting through the refrigerator, trying to find something for his little one happily playing in the living room. Too spicy, too hardy...he just could not find a single thing worth feeding to Caramel. Nothing appropriate for a foal at all...wait...hold on. Suddenly a thought sprang into his head. Dipping into the basket on the counter, he pulled out a few sweet potatoes and smiled ecstatically. He opened the fridge and peered at the ingredients. "Milk, eggs, butter...it's all here! Perfect!" He exclaimed, gathering all the necessary ingredients from the the icebox and strategically laying them out on the countertop. He admired his spread, but there was something missing..."Got it!"

 

 

He exclaimed, snapping his fingers before diving into the cabinet, fishing around to find those his glorious prize. "Oh, he's just going to love this!"  He exclaimed, holding the bag of little white puff balls to his face. "Alright, time to get to work!" With a crack of his knuckles, he set about his task of cooking a delicious meal for his foal.

 

Caramel lay on his back, his hooves 'galloping' in the air as he batted the caterpillar around. Soon enough, he finished with it, letting the toy flop on its side with a small jingle, making the Earth Pony giggle. Caramel looked to the see-and-say toy, giggling as he sat up on his big poofy bottom, pulling the lever down on the toy as it randomly chose different farm animals, accompanied by various 'moos', 'oinks', and 'clucks'. He idly brought his pacifier to his mouth and suckled on it, hearing his tummy grumble defiantly at him. He whimpered a bit and looked to the entrance of the kitchen. Though the toys were wonderful, he longed for his daddy to return.

 

He speedily peeled the potatoes with zeal, tossing them into the pot to boil while he prepared the rest of the ingredients as he preheated the oven. Luckily, it didn't take long for the spuds to become nice and soft, and he went about mashing to a nice, pasty consistency, mixing in the rest of the ingredients with just a dash of vanilla to taste, just like his grandmother used to. Stirring the orange mush together, he carefully spooned it into a ceramic baking dish, making sure to spread it evenly throughout. Setting a timer, he plopped down a generous helping of confectionary puffs onto the dish. *Just a little something sweet for my sweetheart* He thought as he slid the the pan into the oven. Alright, that should take about ten minutes...plenty enough time for Anon to go play with his little one while the food cooks! Planting the timer on the oven, he jovially sprang to his feet and hurried back into the living room.

 

Caramel just began to stand up off his padded rump, gingerly stepping off the comforter to peek into the kitchen, sniffing at the lovely smelling dinner. He watched with his eyes peeking from behind the corner of a wall as Anon moved swiftly throughout the kitchen, soon putting his creation into the oven. He barely had time before he realized his caretaker was finished after setting the timer, ears perking as he galloped as quietly as possible back into the living room. His dive onto the comforter came short-hooved, though, sliding a bit ontop of the blanket before coming to a soft stop into the front of the couch, his thickly padded rump high in the air as Anon walked in. "O-ow..."

 

Anon thought he had heard the skittering of hooves acrossed the ground as he entered the living room. Sure enough, there was Caramel with his poofy flank on display, having clearly tripped on his slippery little booties. The sight filled his heart with joy and brought a smile his face as he moved towards his little foal. "Aww, looks like someone's about ready to start walking soon." He chuckled, patting the colt on his crinkley bottom. "Not quite though, eh?" He asked, reaching over Caramel, picking the colt up and inspecting him for ouchies. "Nope, no boo-boos here! But that doesn't mean I can't give my foal a little kiss now, does it?" He asked, not really expecting an answer before smooching the fluffy foal on his cheek.

 

"Now, we've got a few more minute before dinner's ready, wanna play with daddy a bit?" Caramel blushes as he looked from behind his poofy flank, blushing more at the pats to his bottom, and even more so to the words his caretaker playfully bantered at him with. He didn't quite anticipate just how embarrassed Anon could make him feel as his daddy. All the same, he loved it to bits. He merely nodded before he was picked up, giggling a bit as Anon inspected his body for owies. He then closed his eyes and wagged his tail at the loving smooch to his cheek, reaching his soft, mitten-covered hooves out to his human as he was offered some playtime. "Mmm! I-I wouwd wuv too!" He giggled at his own attempt at a foal voice, enthused to have his daddy back close to him again.

 

Anon: "Let's hop to it then!" /me declared as he held the colt in his arms. He carefully inspected a few of the toys with his free hand, trying to determine what would best suit the colt. The binky still dangled around his mouth, and he popped it into the stallion's mouth.  *Hmm, this is a lot harder than a I thought it'd be.* He didn't want to bore Caramel, but he did want to make playtime special for them. As he pondered this conundrum, a thought crossed his mind and a smirk found its way onto his face. Toys were just a small part of babysitting, after all, parents used more than toys to entertain their children.

 

He turned the foal around towards his face and stood up, wrapping his arms around his waist just above his diaper. "Upsy-daisy, Caramel! 1-2-and...3!" He yelled, launching the pony into the air as the stallion giggled with glee, floating in the air before gently landing back into Anon's arms. He repeated the process a few times, throwing him higher and higher each time as he squealed, nuzzling his cheek each time he came down. After few tosses, Anon lays down on his back with his arms extending, holding Caramel above  his chest, gazing lovingly at his foal. *There's nothing in this world I'd trade for this moment* He thought, as he looked at the colt smiling down at him through the shield of his pacifier.

 

Caramel: Caramel grinned as the soother was put back into his mouth, idly suckling on it as he watched his caretaker with curiousity, bringing his hooves back up to his chest. *Will he snuggle a plushie to me? Is he gonna teach me the animals on a farm? Or is he-- eep!* Caramel squeaked as Anon's arms wrapped around his waist, his tail swishing around as hewas lifted up a bit, before being launched up, making him giggle like he was being filled with butterflies! His stomach certainly felt that way-- he was having so much fun! Caramel squeaked and squealed behind his paci at every toss, landing back down into Anon's arms without fail.

 

On the final toss, Caramel decided to show his appreciation, wrapping his hooves around his daddy's shoulders and pulling them both into a snuggly embrace, nuzzling his pacifier to Anon's cheek~.

 

Basking in the warmth he and his little one shared, Anon snuggled Caramel close to his body as the colt sucked on his dummy, letting his mind wander. The had been a rollercoaster of emotion, he wanted nothing more than to prove to Caramel that his love was genuine, that he meant every word he had said. Just holding him here in his arms, tucking the colt safely in his arms as he cooed at the human..this was bliss, pure and simple. Absolutely nothing could ever-*BEEP BEEP BEEP*. The time in the kitchen began chiming, signaling the end of playtime. *Well, nothing except that.* He thought with a giggle, hoisting the padded pony into the air. "Ready for your dinner, little guy?" He asked, rubbing his nose against the tip of his muzzle. "Time to get something in that tummy of yours!" He says excitedly, ferrying the colt into the kitchen.

 

Caramel sighed contently behind his paci, snuggling warmly into Anon's embrace, feeling just the same as his caretaker. His emotions had been through the roof in both directions, so this moment of silence, warmth, and relaxation was something to be cherished. ...That is, until the beeper rang. Caramel whimpered at the interruption, like any foal only thinking of the near future.

 

It was only when Anon lifted him up and reminded him of their upcoming dinner that Caramel realized this was a good thing! He nodded happily, speaking behind his paci, "Me! I wan'na eat!"  He wiggled playfully in his daddy's grip, sniffing his meal as they entered the kitchen, his tummy once again rumbling.

 

 Anon hears the young colt's tummy let out a growl as he carries him into the kitchen. "Whoa, somepony's really hungry isn't he? Isn't he? He cooes, tickling  Caramel's soft belly, eliciting a small giggle from the colt as he squirmed in his arms. Anon smiles, switching off the timer and gently setting his little one at his feet. "Gotta get my colt's table set, you behave now, okay honey?" He instructed, giving the colt a little pinch on his chubby cheeks.

 

Caramel nods a little, definitely getting a good giggle out as he was tickled, looking down as he was set on his bootie-covered hooves, returning his gaze to his caretaker. "I-I will!" He chirped, giving a proud stance before falling back down on his cushioned bottom with an audible 'pomph~'. He blushed at the pinch to his cheeks; ever since he began playing foal, he definitely felt a lot littler. Being carried around certainly helped with that. Of course, to Caramel, all this felt simply wonderful. He watched as his daddy went to set up his table, before returning his attention to the oven. Whatever it was, it smelt good~.

 

Anon deftly dons his trusty oven mitts, removing the dish from the oven, inhaling the sweet smelling. *Mmm, man I hope he likes this as much as I do*. Anon removes a bowl and spoon from the cupboard, spooning a generous helping of the dish in the bowl before placing them at the dinner table. Next, he fishes around the cabinet, retrieving a clean rag. *Just in case my foal's a messy eater.* He thinks with a chuckle, setting it down and heading back into the fridge to pull out his own dinner.  A simple leftover garden salad, nothing too special, but it'd allow him to eat and feed his new foal at the same time with relative ease. The set up came together nicely, there was only one problem: where would he put his foal? *Oh well, hopefully he'll like this just a much.* Anon thinks, scooping his padded partner into his arms. "I know we don't have a high chair, Caramel, but do you think you can sit in daddy's lap just for tonight?" He asks sweetly, sitting down on the chair with the stallion squarely in his lap.

 

Caramel 's eyes followed Anon wherever he went. The oven, the fridge, the table, the cupboards... His big white diaper served as a rotating chair while he watched his caretaker. And, he certainly did have a bit of fun letting the smooth crinkly plastic of his diaper help spin him around on the floor. The light-amber pony looked up curiously and cooed softly once his daddy finished setting everything up, even more so as he was scooped up in Anon's warm embrace.

 

Caramel’s eyes brightened at the proposal and he nodded eagerly, "Oh, yes yes yes, daddy! I wanna! I wanna!" He hugged his caretaker close, feeling like it was an accomplishment to get to sit on daddy's lap while he ate dinner. His tail certainly wagged at the thought of it all. Once he was seated in his daddy's lap, he bounced a bit in his crinkly diaper, happy to be here and no where else~

 

Seeing his foal hopping up and down excitedly on his padded rump fills Anon with happiness. "Okie dokie, let's get my baby colt all nice and fed!" He exclaims, firmly, but gently wrapping an one arm around his charge to keep him in place while he reached for the bowl. He scooped a spoonful of the orange mush topped with golden-browned fluffy bits towards the muzzle of his foal. "I figured this'd be better for my baby than yucky processed foal food." He stated, sticking his tongue out to in a teasing manner. "But I wanna give my baby what he needs, so I put a little bit of my own twist on foal food" He exclaimed, gently blowing on the spoon to cool down the hot mush. "Sweet potato casserole with marshmallows, for my little sweet potato." He cooes, zooming the spoon towards his muzzle. "Now open wide for daddy! ...Silly me, can't eat with that in your mouth." He laughs, softly plucking the dummy from Caramel's muzzle.

 

Caramel lets out a squeak as soon as he feels an arm wrap around him, his stomach giving one more encouraging growl as he looked to the food. It made his heart melt. Not only did Anon spend all that time to cook for him, he did it with his itty bitty Caramel in mind, making some very yummy looking homemade foal food! And judging by the smell, it tasted even better than it looked. "Awmmm.. Th-thank you, daddy!" He said shyly as Anon finished blowing the food, soon floating the spoon to his muzzle. Caramel obeyed like a good little colt, opening his mouth wide with an "Ahhhhh," to make sure his daddy knew he wanted it. The spoon soon entered his mouth, and he closed his lips as he cleaned off the soft, warm sweet potato scoop from the spoon. His taste buds certainly appreciated the flavor, and Caramel eagerly 'chewed' on the mash, before swallowing it all, getting quite the bit of casserole around his lips. "Mmmmm! It's so yummy, daddy!"

 

"That's my good little colt!" He praises Caramel for being such a great eater, filled with pride and happiness as the colt eagerly opens his muzzle, eagerly awaiting the next spoonful. *He really likes it!* He thinks merrily, shifting the colt a bit in his lap as he gets the next spoonful ready to go. This time however, he decides to have a bit of fun with Caramel, making little steam engine noises as he circled the spoon around in the air. "Open the tunnel for the train big and wide, choo-choo!"

 

"Eeeeee~!" Caramel clopped his hooves together playfully and bounced a bit more in his daddy's lap, watching the choo-choo train come in for its final stop! His tummy~. He leaned back into his daddy's chest, keeping his mouth open again whilst letting out a few giggles here and there. His tail hanged off the edge of the chair, wagging from side to side and batting against Anon's legs as another testimony to his joy.

 

Anon 's heart skips a beat as the cuddly stallion rests against his chest, his poofy tushie bouncing up and down on his lap. Anon returned the action in earnest, lovingly bouncing Caramel up and down on his knee in rhythm with his train noises to complete the illusion. "Chugga chugga choo-hoo! Here it comes!" He giggled, finally bringing the "train" to his foals muzzle, grinning a bit as he playfully smeared a bit of the delicious mush just outside of his lips before entering his mouth."Looks like little Caramel's a bit of a messy eater huh? Good he's got his cute little bib on!" He said, taking a few bites of his own meal.

 

Caramel goes into a fit of giggles as he feels his caretaker's knee bounce him up and down, constantly sinking into his thickly padded flank, matching his own attempt at bouncing. He barely manages to keep his mouth open through his laughter, not even realizing the playful smear of that yummy mush along his lips wasn't his fault. Still, he eagerly accepted the train into its station, once again chewing through the mush of sweet potatoes, rewarded with its delicious flavor. "Mmmmm~!" He wiggles his hooves and sinks back into his daddy's chest, giving a big blush at being called a messy eater.

 

Anon continues to happily feed his bundle of joy, continuing his fun games with the colt. Sometimes it was a train, other times the Pegasus Express, but with love and care, he nourished his little foal. He purposefully prolongs the feeding, cherishing the time they were spending to together as daddy and foal. As time went on his "accidently" spilled a bit of the mush onto his baby's bib, painting Caramel in a picturesque image of the foal he so desperately wanted to be. "Whoopsie, don't worry about that little guy, we'll get you all cleaned up when we're done!"

 

Caramel carried on, eating and eating happily. He was happy at his belly finally being filled with warm food, but he was happier feeling his heart being filled with love. Anon was caring for him like this so wonderfully, keeping their playtime up even as he ate. It was much much better than what he thought while writing the letters from before. On and on he ate, giving a few giggles at being such a messy foal. He nodded, big blue eyes looking up at Anon's, "Mmkay, daddy!" He trusted his friend completely at this point. His relishing in the moment began to be interrupted-- as he reached the last couple scoops of the yummy mash, his bladder began alerting him. He squirmed and wiggled softly in his diaper, whimpering at the thought of using it right in front of his new daddy. Maybe he was more nervous than he thought, after all..

 

As Anon scrapped the last of the mush out of bowl, he begins to take notice of Caramel's increased fidgeting as he sat between his thighs. The human giggled as the colt squirms around on his crinkly butt. The squirming, the colt's soft whining, the biting of his lower lip, the feeling of the colt's rear hooves teasing up...yup, telltale signs of a little colt that needs to go potty alright. He knows the colt must have a little apprehension about wetting himself right on his daddy's lap, but he secretly hoped this would happen. He smiles thinking of the expected outcome, quickly bringing the spoon to his charge's mouth for one final bite.

 

"All gone! Good job, sweetheart. Now let's get my little foal all cleaned up!" He says tenderly, untying the messy bib from Caramel's neck. He picks up the rag, gingerly wiping the damp, warm washcloth to his foal's muzzle.

 

Caramel swallowed the last bite, content that his tummy was full at last. His body was a bit tense as his bib was untied from around his neck, and he felt the warmly prepared washcloth clean around his mouth. Even though he appreciated his daddy's efforts, his mind and body were both still fixated on the growing pressure between his legs. The embarrassment of wetting right then and there was the only thing stopping him. He looked up for some reassurance into his daddy's eyes, his blue ones full of need and want. He was greeted back with a warm smile along with a nuzzling to his snout. *My daddy loves me after all.. M-maybe he won't mind if I do it..!* He whimpered a bit and pulled his hooves up to his chest, before nodding to himself with resolve. His back hooves widened out, his body letting go of all its tension as his day's worth of water began filling up the front of his diaper, the thick, thirsty padding easily soaking it all up, leaving him with quite the warm, soggy diaper. Caramel slumped back into his daddy's chest, sighing in relief as he continued wetting, a big blush apparent on his cheeks.

 

As Anon finishes cleaning his foal, he felt Caramels rear hooves go limp, as a he felt a warming sensation radiate from the colt's enormous blue diaper. His heart melts at the sight, he begins to delicately rubs the colt's fuzzy belly, running another hand through Caramel's luscious  mane as he fills his pampers. In their letters, they had written about this scenario and many others. So many times, Anon would step through the door to there apartment after reading one of Caramel's letters, wanting to whisk him into the air and onto a thick, crinkly diaper where he belonged, doing everything they had talked about and more. Those hopes and dreams now become a reality for Anon and Caramel. He feels the soggy diaper reaching its limit as Caramel shifts around in his lap and burrows into his chest, signaling the end of his very thorough soaking.The level of trust between the pair must've allowed Caramel to finally let himself go, and it made Anon's heart soar. With a smile, he moved a hand to the front of the colt's diaper giving it a firm squeeze, causing it to squish. "Uh-oh, I think somepony needs a fresh diapee!" He exclaims, lifting the foal from under his armpits, nuzzling the tip of his muzzle. "Come on, stinker." He chimes popping the binky back into his mouth, as Caramel wraps his arms around the humans neck to be ferried back into the living room.

 

Anon holds the colt close to his chest, supporting the colt's soggy bottom with his free hand, pressing the warm, wet padding into his flank as he carries him. Caramel sighs happily as he finishes soaking his big thick diaper. The padding is now very sodden and very warm, the result of Caramel's preparations earlier in the day. He had literally been fantasizing about this very moment since he woke up, drinking a few cups of water just so he could wet his diaper for his daddy. He felt like a naughty foal, but a foal indeed. The Earth Pony cooed a bit as he was picked up, blushing as his hooves squished a bit against his warm, filled diaper. He let out a rather surprised gasp at Anon's hand firmly squishing his thick, soggy diaper, making his already blushing cheeks turn a soft shade deeper of red. "Mmm.. I-I wet my diapee..." He shyly admitted, looking a bit more bashful as he was offered a change. His emotions were certainly happy about his scenario, though, and soon, Caramel snuggled into his daddy's hold, eager for a fresh diaper on his bottom. He rested his head on Anon's shoulder, cooing softly as he was carried away.

 

Anon hums as he softly rubs the stallion's back as they enter the living room. He kneels down on the poofy comforter, gently laying his cute little foal on his back, his squishy diaper on display for all to see. He dug around his suitcase as pulling out the items he needed for the job as Caramel suckles happily on his pacifier, kicking his bootied-hooves in the air, awaiting for his daddy to change his diaper. "Let's see...foal powder, wipes, lotion...that's about everything...wait a minute..." He face palms, realizing he forgot the most important part of any diaper change: a new diaper! He had completely forgotten to bring any in his haste. "Caramel, sweetie, Daddy forgot to bring diapers for his little foal, you wouldn't happen to have anymore that Daddy could go get, would you?" He asks, hoping the colt had at least a few to spare. After all, he planned to spend time with the colt the entire weekends as father and foal, and well...only having a diaper or two would make that a bit difficult.

 

Caramel cooed as he was laid back on the comforter again, softly wiggling his hooves in the air as he waited for his daddy to begin his changing. He was so eager, so happy! This was one of the things he fantasized the most about in his letters, letting his caretaker know exactly what he loved in changing. A squeaky clean bottom, lots of lovely scented powder, and a warm, thick diaper. His thoughts were interrupted by his daddy's question, and he looked up to see a distraught Anon, obviously flustered at forgetting to bring their diapers. "U-umm.. I have a few, daddy!" He gave an assuring smile as he watched his caretaker upside-down. "You, um.. You'll find them in my big brown drawer.. Look in the bottom shelf." He blinked as he realized he just revealed the location of his secret stash to his roommate. The irony made him giggle a bit, but above all, it was important his daddy had all the supplies to be a daddy! Not to mention, a warm diaper was nice, but he didn't wanna stay soggy all weekend.

 

"Thanks, sweetie, I'll be right back!" Anon thanks the stallion, dipping through the hallway and into his roommate's bedroom. He opens the drawer, revealing the plethora of poofy garments within. "Wow, he really comes prepared." He mutters, gathering a stack of the thick, blue diapers into his arms. He holds one to his face to inspect it, the scent of the fresh, crisp padding dancing around his nose as it crinkled in his grip. The sheer girth of the diaper would've made it nearly impossible to walk around in properly, and combined with Caramel's booties, it was not wonder why the colt could barely move in his foalish attire. But that was why Anon was there, to be there to care for his foal's every need. Just as he was about to get up in leave, he glances back down into the drawer, eyeing a pair of of plastic panties in the corner. He smiles, grabbing the diaper cover out of the drawer before shutting it closed. "I'll be there in a second, honey!" He exclaimed as he bounded out the bedroom door, ready to clean up his foal.

 

Caramel hummed to himself as Anon left for his room. A venturous hoof prodded at his own padding, squishing the thick and well used garment a bit as he waited, giggling at the feeling. He heard a good amount of rustling from his room, ears swiveling to check on the source. His head turned as his daddy finally came back with a stack of his big, poofy, baby blue diapers, with every intent to change him. His tail wagged once more and he cooed, "Daddy!" noticing at the top of the stack was his diaper cover. He blushed at the sight, eager for his diaper to be changed.

 

Anon sets down the diapers next to his supplies, kneeling down to change his little colt. "Let's get you out of that icky wet diaper, okay baby?" He says sweetly, giving his tummy a quick rub, and set about his task. -scritch scritch-He deftly undid each tape, pulling down the front panel of Caramel's wet diaper, the scent of his accident wafting into the air as he reveals Caramel's moistened crotch. Seeing ponies in the nude was nothing new to the human, but seeing Caramel exposed like this made him a tiny bit hot under the collar. He opens a tub of wipes, grabbing one to clean his foal, but just as the cold wipe touched his fur, Caramel gave a little yelp. "Oh, sorry little one, I should've warmed it up a bit first." He says soothingly, brushing along the colt's thigh.Holding the wipe between the palms of his hands, he let his body heat warm the the wipes, then goes to work, gently caressing and wiping the colt's sensitive privates and inner thighs. Finding his front satisfactorily clean, he reached for Caramel's little hoofsies, crossing one over the other and gently pushing on his ankles to clean his bottom. "Up we go!" He coos, wiping clean each cheek and his crevasse with tender and loving strokes.

 

Caramel: Caramel nickered at the rub to his tummy, happily experiencing the changing he'd been looking forward to. He blushed a bit as the thick, sodden diaper was pulled down, exposing him fully to Anon. Of course, he always walked about without clothes, but in this position in front of his caretaker, he couldn't help but get a bit hot-hoofed as well. He was brought out of any thoughts of that nature by the cold, damp foal wipe, making him let out an embarrassingly high-pitched yelp. He gave a pouty look to his daddy, who soon corrected the problem by warming up the wipe with his very own hands. Caramel sighed as the wipe worked all around him, shivering at the touch over his privates and thighs. The stallion couldn't help but smile as his hooves were crossed and his caretaker began wiping at his flanks, even his cutie mark getting a nice cleaning. He flicked his tail around and splayed his ears appreciatively, cooing at being babied so wonderfully.

 

Anon gazes down at his giggling little foal as the stallion happily swishes his tail back and forth. He finishes cleaning his wet flank, feelings of love welling up within his chest. He sets the wipes down onto the soiled diaper, still holding Caramel's hooves in the air. With a shift tug, he pulls the sodden garment from beneath Caramel's flank, slipping a fresh diaper beneath his tushie, letting his backside softly sink into the diaper. He carefully balls up the wet diaper, setting it aside to throw away later. Anon uncorks the foal powder, the nostalgic smell of the powder causing him to utter a contented sigh. He wastes no time shaking a generous amount of the powder onto Caramel's privates, then lifting his hooves once again to powder his flank, coating the oversized foal in the soothing powder, taking the time to lovingly smooth out the powder with his hands.

 

Caramel closes his eyes and sighs, relaxing as he's settled back down into a fresh, thick diaper. Even though it hadn't been long, the feeling of a dry diaper on his bottom was one he missed, feeling simply relaxing and cozy. It meant that he could once again use his diaper like a big foal, and to add to the knowledge, have his lovely caretaker change his diaper if he ever needed it. His eyes reopened at the cool feeling of baby powder being applied to his nethers, but unlike last time, this was a pleasantly cool feeling. Caramel's smile widened as an ample amount was applied, next his rump lifting up from the diaper, more powder going onto his bottom, soon the soothing feeling of his caretaker's hands smoothing out all the powder. To this stallion, this was like a luxurious spa treatment, only ten times as fun.

 

Anon inspects the colt's diaper area one final time before bringing the front panel of the diaper to Caramel's belly, unfolding the wings of the crisp diaper,  pulling each tape snugly against the soft, blue sides of the garment. Caramel begins to stir, but Anon gently pushes him back down with a wag of his finger. "Ah ah, we're not done yet, honey." He chides as he kneels over his freshly diapered foal with a lovingly smile strewn across his face. He reaches for over towards his stack of supplies, grabbing the plastic panties and slipping them over Caramel's hooves, pulling them up his flank where the elastic tightly wraps around his flank, completing the change. With one last look, he inspects the tapes of the diaper and the cover, finding them to be just right. "All done, Caramel, doesn't it feel nice to be in a nice, clean diapee?" Anon asks, gingerly lifts the stallion off the ground and into his arms as the colt squees, cradling stallion as his diaper cover rustled loudly with every movement. This is what he had wanted for so long, to hold onto Caramel and never let go.

 

Caramel nickers excitedly as the diaper starts being wrapped around his bottom. His daddy worked neatly and caring as he folded each part of the diaper around his bottom, not too loose, not too tight. As soon as the thick padding was taped securely, he nearly sprung up to hug his caretaker, but not before he was stopped by Anon, Caramel giving a confused look in return. "Why nooot?" Caramel's answer was recieved by a rustling from the supplies, his daddy pulling out his plastic panties, making Caramel blush as the crinkly cover was slipped over his already big diaper. His hooves wiggled as soon as the elastic bands were snugly placed, and he let out a small squee of delight~. "It feews wonderfuw, daddy! I wuv my clean diapees~" He cooed even more as he was lifted up into the arms of his caretaker, huggling back in the warm embrace, feeling more content with himself than he had ever been.

 

Anon cuddles his foal, sighing in content as he cradles Caramel, swaying him to-and-fro. He hears the gentle heartbeat of the stallion in his grasp, making his own heart begin to flutter as the stallion nickers softly at his caretaker. As he held the colt safely and securing in his arms, a thought crossed his mind. *After a big meal like that, not to mention a soaked diaper, I bet my colt's a little thristy*. Though he is reluctant to end there little cuddle session, he reassures himself that the next part will be even more wonderful for the both of them. Heaving the crinkly colt into his arms, he makes his way into the kitchen, but not before grabbing an enormous empty bottle from the suitcase adorned with little teddy bears along the outside. He walks into the kitchen, opening the door to the fridgerator with Caramel still in his arms. It wasn't easy juggling the thickly diapered colt in his arms, but in the end he was able to deftly remove a gallon of milk and filling the bottle to the brim. He brings the bottle over to the microwave, allowing it warm for a minute, dipping his pinky into the mouth of the bottle to see if it was too hot for for his little foal. "Nope, just right! Come on Caramel." He says, saddling the colt to his hip with the bottle in hand. "It's time for daddy to give you your ba-ba."

 

Caramel sighs happily. He could fall asleep like this.. Big warm arms to snuggle into, the cozy chest of his daddy to bury his snout in, and a big warm diaper around his flank to keep the rest of him safe~. And while he did enjoy the cuddling, Anon's intuition was right, even if Caramel ignored it. The stallion was getting as thirsty as his own diapers. His near-sleeping state was interrupted by his daddy reaching over to pull out that big baby bottle. His heart fluttered at the sight, never ever being bottlefed since he was an actual foal. He looked up as he felt himself lifted up more off the ground, still in his daddy's hold. Caramel curiously watched as they returned to the kitchen, getting a good idea of where this was headed, as Anon took out their gallon of milk, filling up his bottle and letting it warm. When it was ready, he eagerly opened his mouth, "Ba-ba, ba-ba!"

 

Anon laughs as the colt greedily reaches towards the bottle. "Easy there, little one, let's find a nice cozy spot first, shall we?" He giggles, pulling the bottle just out of his grasp. Arriving back in the living room, Anon decides to settle down on the couch, allowing Caramel to rest his head in the the crook of his arm as he snuggles closer to his daddy, causing his bulky bottom to noisily rustle against his diaper cover. The stallion wriggles his hooves in the air in anticipation and whines, looking at his daddy with pleading eyes as he idly kicks his rear hooves. Anon is more than happy to obliged, gently pressing the soft, rubber nipple of the bottle against Caramel's muzzle, as the colt hungerily accepts it into his mouth. "Drink up, Caramel." He says softly, smiling down at his suckling charge.

 

Caramel gives a little whimper as the bottle is pulled away from him. He doesn't say much after that, letting his daddy carry him back to the living room where they both settle down on the couch. His position is a lot nicer than when they were standing, the stallion eagerly snuggling into his daddy's arms, every part of him, large diaper inlcuded, pressed up snugly to Anon. He looks up to the bottle, reaching for it once more, whimpering with need for it. "M-milky, daddy?" He sees Anon give a nod, making Caramel smile happily and open his mouth again, the rubber tip of the bottle entering his mouth. The big padded colt suckled happily at the bottle, drinking the warm, sweet milk in a state of calming bliss.

 

Anon holds the milk in place as Caramel began to rhymically suckle on his bottle. This was so serene, like something out of a fairy tale. He watches as his little foal closes softly closes his eyes as he continues to nurse, his fuzzy ears giving a flick every few seconds. Anon hums softly, cooing at his foal, encouraging him to drink. "That's a good little colt, drink it all down and you'll grow up big and strong like daddy."

 

Caramel formed a smile from behind the bottle at his daddy's words, softly bunting his head against Anon's chest as he kept nursing. His tail flicked about every dozen seconds, and his eyes closed softly as he took in the moment. Just like everything else that night, this.. was special. There wasn't a gem, treasure, or fortune in Equestria that could take him away from simply laying here in his daddy's warmth and love, feeling a few fingers softly stroke through his brown mane. It was quite a nice time to think how much he really enjoyed Anon treating him like this. Loving him like this...

 

As Caramel nursed, Anon let his mind wander back to the beginning of their night together. The pain Caramel must have felt seeing his roommate staring down at him in nothing but the most foalish of clothing...it must have been heartbreaking. For Caramel to have accepted his apology...no his love...it was more than anything he deserved. "Caramel..." He starts to speak with his voice full of melancholy, as the stallion continues to suckle on his bottle."I'm sorry for playing with your heart the way that I did, I was just afraid...afraid you'd reject me." He admits, his grip tightening aroudn the stallion, pulling him closer to his chest. "It took bravery for you to do all this, and it took even more to give me a second chance, and for that I want to thank you." He smiles at the colt, brushing his mane with his hand. "I want to thank you for being a bigger stallion than I could ever be."

 

Caramel 's eyes reopened and his ears faced Anon as he listened to him speak. This wasn't coming from his daddy. This talk was coming from Anon. And though their night did go very well, the colt still felt he left Anon in the dust concerning their actual friendship. His thoughts gathered quickly and he coughed from behind his bottle, making the human lift up the bottle from his mouth, a few stray drops of warm milk dripping on Caramel's chest. "Anon..? I.. I never was mad at you. I was just.. confused." He looked down and twiddled his hooves. "I-I was really scared of you when I first saw you in the doorway, and the way I looked... It wasn't that I wished you'd be replaced by some stallion to come and get me.. It's just, I was afraid I'd lose you." He looked back up at Anon, holding his free hand with both his hooves. "I'm no big stallion. But I do have a big heart, a-and.. I want you to be the one who I share it with~."

 

Caramel's caring words touched Anon's heart, tears of happiness began to well up in his eyes as he embraced the stallion, pulling him close, kissing him deeply on his warm muzzle, a few stray tears slowly trickling down the side of his face. Breaking his kiss, he spoke to the stallion, wiping a tear from his eyes. "Caramel, you don't know how long I've wanted to hear you say that." He said through his sniffles, clutching the colt's mittened hooves. "I promise you, Caramel, I'll never do something like that to you again.”

 

Anon's kiss to him was as surprise, but a welcome one. He pushed softly back into the kiss, his tail beginning to wag against his rustling diaper. His eyes reopened to see a few tears of happiness stream down his caretaker's face, and he quickly corrected it with some gentle brushes of his hooves. He was in truth, overjoyed to see his words having so much effect on Anon. Caramel himself felt even more at peace, coming to terms with a very important fact: he loved Anon. "Annie, I know you'll never try to hurt me. But maybe this time could be seen as a blessing. Because of everything that's happened, I have a daddy, you have a foal, and we both have each other!" He pressed his snout to Anon's nose, snuggling ever so closer. "And I want it to be that way forever."

 

As Caramel brings himself closer to Anon, he lovingly wraps his arms around the colt, planting a kiss on the colt's lips."And there's nothing I'd want more in this world." Caramel snuggles into his chest, nuzzling the human as he rubs his colt's back. Through it all, the bonds of their friendship had remained true through the hardships they'd faced, blossoming into something magical. As they basked in eachother's warmth, Anon heard a rumbling come from the colt's tummy as he shifted uncomfortably in his lap. He chuckles, slinging the gassy colt over his shoulder, giving him a few firm, but gentle pats on his back. "That's what happens when you drink a little too fast, sweetie."

 

Caramel returns the other kiss to Anon, very happy to recieving all the snuggly attention from his newfound lover. He wouldn't change a single bit of this night, an inner feeling in him saying that he could let go of any restraints and simply express any and all love to Anon whenever he wanted to. The sheer thought of tugging his human around through town made him giggle, and he wiggled a bit deeper into Anon's chest. His lovely thought were whisked away from his tummy growling, and he gasped as he was lifted up and draped partially over Anon's shoulder. He felt his back becoming patted at a steady pace, and soon the colt let out a burp, making his cheeks flush as he looked behind him embarrasingly. "Mmmph...! I was just having a good moment, too.." He facaded a pouty tone, but the corners of his mouth turned into a smile, and he giggled about, still remembering he was Anon's little foal to take care of.

 

Anon rests the redfaced colt in his arms after a babyish belch escapes his equine lips. He bounces the little colt in his lap as ponders what the two of them should do next. He glances down at his wrist as the colt happily giggles, looking at this watch. *Barely even 10, I guess there's still plenty of time for the two of us to have some fun.* Ceasing his bouncing, Anon turns Caramel around in his lap so that he's facing him. "So Caramel, it's getting a little late, and I know my big colt needs to get his sleep." He remarks, casually walking his fingers gently up the colts tummy all the way up to his snout before gently booping him on the nose. "But tonight's special, so what does my Caramel want to do before beddy-bye time?"

 

Caramel feels his padded bottom set down on Anon's lap, looking back into his eyes again, tail softly swishing side to side in thought. "U-um, can you put me in my pajamas and read me a stowy?" He gave the biggest puppy-dog eyes he could muster, giggling at the boop to his nose and attemting to do the same with a hoof, sliding the mittened tip of his hoof to the tip of Anon's nose with an audible 'beep'.

 

"Sure honey, let's get my little colt into his jammies." He snickers, ruffling the adorable stallion's mane. He hoists the colt into his arms, carrying him back towards his bedroom. On the way, he playfully tosses him in the air a few times, the colt giggles all the while as he's launched into the air to be caught by the human's loving arms moments later. Opening the door to the bedroom, Anon sets Caramel softly on the bed, his crinkly backside landing with a dull whump. Searching through the dresser, Anon pulls out a stallion-sized baby blue onesie, just right for Caramel. "Reach hooves towards Celestia's sun for daddy, Caramel." He instructs lovingly, holding the onesie over his charge's head.

 

Caramel nickers and coos and goes into a fit of giggles as he's playfully tossed up into the air, happy to have his daddy there to catch him over and over again. His padded rump pushes the door open and he's set onto the bed, sitting patiently for his caretaker's next move. He grins as Anon pulls out an onesie for him, and he nods at his daddy's instructions. "Mmmhm! Yes, daddy." He raises his hooves up to the sky, giggling as the onesie his pulled over him. The soft material hugs close over his body, the portion being pulled over his rather large diaper causing a small amount of trouble for Anon.

 

Anon struggles a bit trying to get the snaps on the onesie's crotch closed, the puffy diaper proving to be more of a challenge then he'd initially thought. After a little tinkering, he is able to close the final button, locking Caramel into his foalish attire. "Aww, you look so sweet, who's the cutest little foal of Equestria? Who is he?" He teases as he admires his work, tickling underneath the stallion's chin, causing him to blush in embarassment.

 

Caramel let out a small squeak, rolling onto his back as the onsie was completely fitted onto him. He grabbed his hooves and cooed at Anon for a moment, blushing from the compliment. He then giggles and certianly blushes more from the playful teasing, softly pawing his hooves at his caretaker's arm. "M-me! I'm the cutest foal in Equestwia!" He giggles out more and tries nuzzling Anon's finger away from his chin, panting a bit from all the laughter.

 

"That's right, sweetheart, it's you! Now let's find you a nice story to read..." He trails off, searching Caramel's room for a suitable book to read to the colt before bedtime. Scanning the book shelf, he spots the latest in the series of Daring Do books, a perfect bedtime to story for his little foal. *Not to mention I haven't read this one yet...* He thought with a chuckle, pouncing onto the bed and scoopining Caramel into his arms. He settled down on a pillow with Caramel in tow, popping the pacificier back into his muzzle. He held the book in front of himself and Caramel's faces as the colt lay across his chest, sucking on the pacifier. Opening the book, he began to read aloud from the from the beginning. "Chapter 1: Daring Do and the Sphinx of Saddle-Arabia..."

 

Caramel smiled as he watched his daddy come back with a book in hand, hopping onto the bed with him,which Caramel soon took advantage of by snuggling closely to his caretaker, his head resting on a big fluffy pillow alongside Anon's. He suckled softly on his pacifier, letting out a soft sigh through his nose as Anon began reading. The next several minutes went on and Caramel listened as much as he could, but with the soft bed under him, the soothing warmth of his daddy, and the simple, relaxed setting the couple were in, he found himself falling victim to sleep. His eyes closed slowly before quickly reopening, then one eye closed slowly, the other one half-opened. He shook his head softly and blinked, keeping awake as best he could. However, it didn't last long for the sleepy colt. With one final shut of his eyes, Caramel's head suddenly drooped against Anon's chest, and his breath became slow and steady as he succumbed to naptime for the night.

 

Anon pauses his reading, glancing down at the stallion that lay beside him, eyes closed as he peacefully suckled on his binky. With a smile, he gently sets the book on the nightstand, bringing the covers of the blanket over the two of them. He reaches over to the lamp, clicking it off, cloaking the room in a tranquil darkness. He snuggles closer to Caramel, carefullly pulling him close to his chest. As the gentle sounds of Caramel's breathing begin to lull Anon to sleep, he lovingly plants a kiss on the forehead of the colt. "Nighty-night Caramel, I love you." He quietly whispers, before sleep overtakes him.

 

Caramel manages to whisper the words back, "I wuv you, too..." He turns over in his sleep and buries himself into Anon's chest, softly suckling his paci even in his sleep, the warm, snuggly occassion making for the perfect night of sleep for the big, pampered stallion.