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Stories From Unseen Art #6
🕑 Added 2023-12-04 01:46:07 +0000 UTCSome of you may have heard of a feature known as [ALT TEXT]. The series of stories that I plan to post are how the use of [ALT TEXT] can bring beautiful imagery to those who have low vision, or are 100% blind. If you have any suggestions for art I should make a story for based upon [ALT TEXT], or the passion an artist showed about their work through their work’s description, please let me know. Once I have their permission, I will make a story, like the one below, to show how my imagination brings color and life to what I, as a result of having no eyesight, was able to see as a result of [ALT TEXT] and other information the artist shared within their post.
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ART BY: Sweetie Lover / Diapered Pony
ORIGINAL POST: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/53029597/
Bath Time Blunder
"...And they lived happily ever after," Goldigony read aloud while closing a picture book that had been assigned to her to read before her next day of school at Princess Celestia's Magic Kindergarten.
FWUP
The green-scaled dragoness carelessly tossed the board book she had just read towards her open backpack that laid with all its pockets zipped open upon the cluttered floor.
"I bet Spike had to get help from that egghead unicorn," she stated while noticing how Spike was nowhere to be seen within their shared room in the school's dormitory. "You would think a teacher's pet like that would have more fun things to do than read books all day."
SQUISH
"...!" Goldigony's eyes grew wide as she abruptly became aware of how much she had soaked her diaper.
"Oh, fiddle sticks!" she growled upon visually confirming that she had turned the white-colored and wrinkly outer shell of her diaper into a lemon-colored smooth pamp that was so bloated that it looked like it could start leaking upon her bedding at any given moment.
"I swear I did not drink that many bottles today," she said to nobody in particular. "Oh, well. At least Spike is not here to see how my potty training is not as good as his."
CA-CREEK!
PIT-PAT
Unlike Spike, who was hatched by Twilight Sparkle in the Equestrian capitol city of Canterlot, Goldigony had been found by ponies while exploring the forest beyond The Dragon Lands. She would never admit it, but she was quite jealous of all the love and attention that Princess Celestia, Twilight Sparkle, and Twilight Sparkle's family and friends gave the purple-scaled dragon on a daily basis. Spike had tried a number of times to include Goldigony on playdates, family visits, and all those other pony things that ponies do, but what little she had come to understand about dragons prior to being found cold and alone by ponies made her feel that it would be a sign of weakness if she were to ever allow herself to be as pony-like as Spike was.
CLASP-CLASP
ERMPH!
RIP-TEAR
SPLOP-PLOP
Goldigony could not help but smile as she held up her soaked diaper by its magenta-colored landing zone before using her sharp claws to tear away the sticky tabs that secured the cold, damp, portable potty that was secured around her waist. The way it crashed down upon the carpeted floor and split itself open in defeat from the many wettings she had given it while reading over her homework was certainly a victory to be proud of. Seeing it as a victory was also a lot more self-assuring than knowing she was in desperate need of a bath, lacked the muscle control and awareness to know when she had to go potty, and how her potty chart would be getting another dripping raincloud sticker on a day that Spike would be getting one with a smiling sunshine.
"Grr," she huffed as she stomped away from where her damp and discarded diaper now rested as she rushed herself to the dorm room's bathroom.
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SPLISH-SPLASH!
SPLOOSH!
WHUP!
"I'M AWAKE!" cried Spike as a wave of bubbly water splashed upon his face.
"Spike...?" gasped Goldigony upon being so eager to clean herself that she thought nothing about the tub having been already filled to the top with warm, bubbly water.
"Goldigony...?" the startled, purple-scaled dragon blushed as he realized how the bottoms of his feet were being pressed against by those of the green-scaled dragoness.
FOAM
POP
POP-POP
"...," the two dragons grew equally noticeable blushes on their faces as neither knew what to say given how they had been taught to respect each other's privacy when the other was using the bathroom for bathing, or toileting purposes.
"Uh...," Spike struggled to say as he realized the bubbles in the bathtub were still plentiful enough to hide both of their private regions. "Can you close your eyes while I get out?"
"Uh...," Goldigony replied bashfully as she looked away, closed her blue-colored eyes, and put both of her hands over her face to ensure she saw nothing she wasn't supposed to. "I won't tell if you don't tell."
WHOOSH!
SWISH-SPIT
WHUSH-SPAT
FWUP-FWOO
"Right!" the purple-scaled dragon anxiously replied as he got out of the tub and took hold of the towel that rested upon his assigned towel rack. "Have a nice bath."
SLIP
WHOOM-SLAM!
Goldigony felt the water grow warmer as she removed her hands from over her opening eyes with the hope that Spike had truly left the bathroom.
"I really need to get this potty training down," she pouted while reaching for a toy boat and rubber duck. "And if Spike says anything about my wet diaper on the floor, I am so going to tell the caretakers of how their oh-so perfect, Spikey-Wikey wastes all the warm water on bubble baths that last so long that keep me from being able to use the potty."
The final thought she had brought a smile back to Goldigony's face.
"Yeah...," she said with renewed joy about being able to play and clean herself from all the yucky things that were soaked into her scales. "That is what I will do. When they ask why I wet my diapers so much, I will say that Spike was hogging the bathroom and refused to get out when I needed to go potty.”
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This story may get more than a single chapter written. If so, you will see the image posted again with information referencing the artist, the work they did that inspired it, and reference links to previous and/or future chapters written as a result of the inspiration the art provided.
