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I consider myself in the category of "slipping" into night wetting from so many years of nappy use but without much intention to try for it. I had a brief spell in my mid 20s from side effects of medication where I was genuinely wetting the bed but struggled to enjoy it. These days I'm happy to remain in bed for all wettings and sometimes wake up with soggy diapers and no memory of the event -
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Chapter 12 I Woke up once again in my room. If my memory recalls correctly, it has already been 2 weeks since I lived in the palace and 4 since I came back. With that information now in my mind I proceeded to do my morning rituals, which consisted in struggling to get up, use all of my strength and dexterity to climb the bars, and finally unceremoniously fall to my butt towards the ground, which had the unfortunate result of smearing all of the excrements contained in the garment towards my lower body causing me great discomfort that not even after two weeks of wearing the sunny diaper eavh night could ever erase, it now has been 4 days since I had the ability to do so and couldn't be happyer, I suppose Milky’s exercise did pay off after all. Afterwards I went to my personal library and pick a book, I had many to choose,ranging from academics to fairytales, but at the end choosed a mystery one called “Cryptonomicon”, afterwards I went to my desk and as gently as I could i seated down, still suffering by the horrid sensation and started reading. An hour later Milky punctual as ever came to my door to either wake me up or inform me of my current obligations. It took me a while to understand how she could be so punctual, apparently it was because of a clockwork that emitted an alarm at a specific hour, kinda like the evolution of a sundial, perhaps I should ask for one? “How are you princess?” Milky asked, cheerful as always. “I’m fine thanks” I asked without stuttering, lately my stuttering was almost non existent, except when Celestia was present. “Any nightmares?” Milky inquired once again,this time her voice tainted by a hint of preoccupation. “None that i can recall” I responded whilst putting the book in my desk without magic, it was something that neither I nor anybody else thought I was capable of, nothing new. Afterwards without a word Milky started the now so common occurrence that happened every morning, changing my night diaper, then bathing me throughly and finally changing me into a diurnal diaper. But rather than start citing my tasks for that day and then go to take breakfast, she rather started looking in a drawer for an appropriate change of clothes. “What are you doing ?” “Well today you are going to the festival with Princess Celestia, you need a proper wardrobe” She simply stated,accompanied by a chuckle in the end. Oh,oh no, I forgot about that, and whilst I remember agreeing to that, it was mostly during the heat of passion. But now i couldn't say no, Celestia would never let me live afterwards, I remember so many times were I tried to propose different activities as a way to mend our relationship but always ended in negatives,mostly accompanied by insults and passive aggressive responses, but when I once declined one of her invitations to a gala when she was 21, she threw a fit and a tantrum and defenestrated me using her telekinesis, fortunately i have wings, but the memory of broken glass causing cuts all over my body still remained. Only thinking about it made me shudder and withoutme knowing it made me slightly wet the thirsty diaper, accomplishing its function. As such accepting my fate, I just let Milky braid my hair into dutch style, and put a dress on my person, thankfully it was pretty big and hid the moon themed diaper I was using. And without further ado, much like a sacrificial lamb brought to the altar, I marched towards a fate worse than death, a day with Celestia. -Celestia POV- I woke up every day at 5 am sharp, afterwards I showered myself, brushed my mane,and other minute things. At 5:30 I was more than ready to begin my day. I started by organizing some documents, giving some directives, and of course raising the sun. At 6:30, I was done, in general it would’ve have taken me 14 hours of constant work to be done for the day, but today was not anyday, today was the first day in millenia where I could finally spend some quality time with my little sister, and after spending the last 2 weeks doing extra work to have this day free, I couldn’t be happier. From the planning I've transmitted to Milky Way, they should be at the main entrance at 7 am, at this point they might even be waiting for me already. As such with a decisive and optimistic trot I advanced to my destiny, like a lamb who’s been promised a treat. When I arrived, both Milky and Luna were already there, and Luna with that little dress was so cute! “Are you ready Luna” I said in my passive tone, using centuries of political acumen to not squeak out of joy. “Y-es” She dryly said, hiding her face from me. “Wait before we go, we need to change our appearances, two alicorns going about their lives might warrant unwanted attention” I stated, and with a flick of a horn where once two alicorns stood now stood a white unicorn, and a dark pegasus. “So, now rather than Celestia you can call me Sunny it's my anonymous identity” I said confidently, I’ve used this secret persona for decades now and nothing ever happened, it shall serve me well anew. “And you can be Andromeda like your friend..” After uttering those words I immediately retracted, Andromeda was a unicorn that once befriended Luna during her teens, even though they grew separated once she got a job at an observatory, and never tried to communicate with her ever again. Even though she sent me carts bi-monthly to ask for greater funds for her observatory, and as sad as it was, it was the closest Luna ever had to a friend. “I-i had a f-friend?” Luna asked surprised by her apparent connection. It seemed that for now only the most impactful memories can be recalled by Luna, but as she grows up,more and more memories she will eventually regain. “What do you want to be your false identity name ?” Quickly changing the subject so as to not lie to her about her “friend”. “Aurora is fi-fine I sup-pose”She said whilst profusely stuttering. “Well then,let's go” I said, with a smile brighter than the brightest of suns. -
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By kittengirl173 · Posted
In the real world, I don't believe we are destined because I feel people should make decisions that feel right for them. But my concept for this story is that being a baby really does feel better for you if are a baby. Holly just had so much shame built around being little, likely because of pressures in her life to act mature. I don't really focus on why she has shame in this story, so that would be fun to add if I revised this story! Thanks for reading, and glad you enjoyed it!
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