It was a fairly peaceful day in the clearing where Fwench Fwy was frequenting. They weren’t on any kind of mission or anything like that. They were just strolling along. The wind blew and they had to adjust the hem of their dark salmon colored shirt. They also had to brush some grass stains off their indigo colored shorts due to having taken a little spill before.
It was all good though. It’s not like anyone would look or care that much about his clothes. Especially seeing as how he was a prancing little God that was just minding his own business.
They were lucky no one cared because they had a bit of a secret hidden beneath their shorts.
Yeah, they wore MLP briefs. They were hugging their waist and it felt cozy. They also thought the lavender elastic was cute.
It was dumb that they had to keep them a secret. Why judge people for the kind of underwear they wore?
It didn’t really matter. Underwear wasn’t meant to be seen and as such it was perfect for keeping your true self under wraps. Show people what you want to see on the outside and keep your deep, dark secrets hidden.
As they were contemplating this, they heard a rustling from the nearby bushes. Fwench Fwy spun around and saw, bursting from the foliage, a blue cat in a green scarf.
“YIPE!” Fwench Fwy screamed. Yeah, that tough, cool, collected, and unflappable God that everyone knew and respected? They did a little sissy scream when they saw a blue cat, their exact same size, step out of some bushes.
This blue cat had quite the presence though. Aside from his green scarf, he wore a white shirt and orange shorts to go with it. The scarf fluttered a bit in the breeze and looking at it made Fwy’s gaze travel up to his grinning face.
This guy looked like an asshole.
To show that they weren’t scared, Fwench Fwy crossed their arms and puffed out their chest. They even gave Happy the steadiest glare they could.
“You… uh-?” They froze. “What do you want?”
Happy grinned a bit wider as he looked Fwench Fwy up and down. He did this slowly and his grin turned into a little circular “Ooo” of curiosity. He even rubbed his chin a bit. Fwench Fwy felt so weird. Were they missing something?
Happy seemed to pick up on the discomfort and giggled a little. “Relax,” He said. “I’m just here to diaper a baby.” Fwench Fwy blinked and furrowed their brow a bit. They then looked to the left and right before facing Happy again.
“Erm… there are no babies here. If you’re desperate to find one to uh… diaper then the next village should be-?”
“No, I’m in the right place,” Happy cut him off, hands on his hips and staring directly at him now.
Fwench Fwy found himself taking an instinctive step back despite his pride hating him for it the second it happened.
“Listen… I don’t know what you’re getting at but if you think-” Fwench Fwy began but they didn’t continue.
Happy didn’t give them a single extra second to stand.
He charged directly at them and tackled them to the ground!
Fwench Fwy was incensed. He began to scream and flail about while Happy pawed at their body before grabbing at their shorts!
“HOOO!” Fwench Fwy let out a grunt of shock as Happy began to shimmy those down.
“Let’s see. What do we have here?” Happy asked.
Coming into view were the MLP briefs of a supposed, dignified God. In mere seconds, from thinking about it to now, their embarrassing secret was just exposed to the open air.
“GET OFF!” Fwench Fwy scrambled backwards and got into a crawling position. Happy quickly pressed his paw down onto French Fwy’s back to smack them into the grass. Fwy squirmed and turned over to try and kick at him but to no avail. Instead, Fwy was blinded by their shirt as it too was taken off.
Happy hoisted it above Fwy’s head and left them doing a little wiggle dance in the dirt for a bit. With only MLP briefs on, it looked incredibly funny. Happy had to stop and laugh at it.
“I’m digging the pony briefs,” Happy said with an approving nod. “This is prime embarrassing undergarment territory for sure. You can’t go wrong with these.”
“Wuh?!” Fwench Fwy blushed red before they were pressed onto the dirt again by Happy’s paw. Fwench Fwy grunted as they wiggled their butt back and forth.
“Ah but your butt,” Happy mused. “It’s huge. Even for someone your size. Wow.”
“SHUT. UP!” Fwench Fwy had enough. They jerked themselves in a way that saw their fist breaking free a bit before they fired it towards Happy’s face.
Happy dodged it easily but the shift in position saw Fwench Fwy managing to roll from under him and get back into a standing position.
When they did, they immediately blushed and covered their front with an embarrassed “EEP!”
They were standing in this open flowery area in nothing but their MLP briefs. They didn’t even have a shirt on to cover the shame!
“You want a fight? You got one!” Fwench Fwy through all pretense away and hurled their fist at Happy.
Happy dodged to the side and caught their arm. Then he twisted.
“AAAAAUAUGH!” Fwench Fwy did a hilarious little boogie and tried to squirm away but Happy kept them firmly in place by placing their arm behind their back and making them seize up.
“You’re such an angry little ball of fuzz. What kind of God are you that you’d resist Mother Nature’s calling so much and not take your diaper like the baby I know you are?” Happy sneered.
“What the… you… little–!” Fwench Fwy jerked their leg over in an attempt to kick at Happy but missed completely. They realized their mistake too late as now their stomach was wide open. “W-Wait…!”
Happy slammed his fist directly into Fwench Fwy’s gut.
“HOOOOOOOGUH!” Fwench Fwy made an extremely goofy face. Their eyes bugged out and they doubled over to grab their gut, sticking their butt out and wiggling it for no one.
Their pupils spun a bit before crossing directly into each other so that they were staring at the tip of their nose.
“This is perfect,” Happy muttered to himself. “Now for the finishing touch.”
He raised his fist.
Fwench Fwy’s watery eyes saw it but they were too indisposed to do anything about it. The uppercut that Happy delivered sent this oh so mature God zooming into the air and flipping head over butt like a flapjack.
They were spread-eagle and spewing drool as they flew across the way. The gurgling noises they made weren’t decipherable in the least.
In the middle of the constant flipping, the MLP briefs still around their waist began to come loose. The momentum of the wind carried them off and soon they fluttered down like a discarded napkin.
Fwench Fwey was naked and their butt shined against the sun momentarily before they SLAMMED against the ground, right on their back.
They twitched and drooled, eyes rolling and looking super ridiculous.
“Ah, there we go,” Happy smiled. “That position suits you so much better.”
Happy produced what he came here to provide for Fwench Fwy right away. They fished out a crinkly rectangle that was quickly unfolded to reveal itself as… a diaper!
This diaper was dawned with characters from the PBS kids show, Dragon Tales! Seeing it made Fwench Fwy’s brain reboot.
“Wait! Please!” They scrambled about a little, scooting along the grass. Happy kept approaching them, his shadow looming overhead as he blocked out the sun. “I need an explanation!”
Happy grabbed them by their legs and lifted their butt up.
“WAAAAAAIT-!” Fwench Fwy panicked, sensing inescapable impending doom.
Happy practically flung the unfolded diaper underneath their bum like a disc. When he did so, he let go and allowed Fwench Fwy’s bum to flop pathetically onto the diaper.
With their lower half still exposed to the open air but feeling the soft crinkle of a diaper underneath, they felt their avenue to a life free of humiliation start to close around them.
“I’m begging you!” Fwy pleaded, clasping their hands together. “Tell me what’s going on!”
Happy rolled his eyes playfully and decided to finally produce the note. It’s not like it was going to change anything so he might as well.
The brown note he held in his pawn simply said “Iscream Note.”
“I got this instruction from someone called Iscream,” Happy explained, grin as wide as ever.
Iscream was a name Fwench Fwy definitely knew well. Seeing it there clear as day, was still surprising though. However, it confirmed what Fwench Fwy had feared.
“Congradulations! You’re now a Baby God.”
Fwench Fwy went crosseyed and stared at the note rather hard.
“HUH?!”
He was reeling. His head was lolling as he flashed back to the last conversation he had with Iscream before this seemingly random confrontation.
“I’d love to see you in diapers,” Fwy recalled them saying. “You’d be perfect for them.”
Fwench Fwy recalled scoffing at that statement and asking them if that was the best they could come up with.
Iscream responded by assuring them that it wasn’t a joke.
Fwy looked down and saw the unfolded joke in between his legs and underneath his butt. This was real.
This diaper was soft and thick… and it felt inescapable.
It hadn’t even closed yet but that’s what it felt like.
Happy made sure to literally seal the deal by grabbing at the sides of the diaper and ripping the tapes. The sounds of them being ripped rang in Fwench Fwy’s ears. It was the deathknell to his life as a free God.
The maturity that came with age no longer mattered. From now on Fwench Fwy was going to represent eternal babyhood.
The diaper closed around their waist and Fwench Fwy felt an intense shiver radiate throughout their body. It was just an ordinary diaper but being strapped into it felt magical all the same.
The padding was soft and the smell of baby powder was sweet. It had an allure that was almost enticing and-wait, no! This couldn’t be real! This wasn’t happening! They weren’t… falling for their diaper… were they?!
Happy just laughed at the facial reactions this poor loser was making. They were already wearing their new permanent undergarments but of course they’d still be in denial.
They were blushing so much too. It just didn’t get any better than this… but Happy still had a job to finish.
“I have a magic item that can produce two items,” Happy said. “A baby carriage or a stroller. I can take you back to Iscream in either one of those. I’ll let that be the final choice you make as a non-baby God.”
Fwench Fwy’s eye twitched.
“Stroller.”
Happy tossed a cube against the ground and in an explosion of magic sparkles came a stroller.
“Good choice.”
Happy yanked the Diaper God up and strapped him into his stroller, gently. He then began pushing him along the grass.
Far, far away, the winner of this debacle sat with a mighty grin on their face. They didn’t even need to get up to accomplish this task. They merely sent for someone to handle it for them.
That’s how easy it was to make their wish come true.
Iscream sat where they were, filling out a brand new baby book. Page one was already complete.
Name: Fwench Fwy.
Title: Baby God.
Notes: Weak. Easily diapered. Submissive. Tiny assets. Big butt.
I will train them well.
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