Stories From Unseen Art #6

Some 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.