> Spring Vacation [Commission]
>  by Midnight Shadows
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> Chapter 1 (Original Unedited Ending)
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Spring “Vacation”



Written By: 
Midnight_Shadows



Proofread By:
Snow Blitz & Avorin


Scootaloo stirred in her bed. The sunlight shining through the window to her bedroom disturbing her sleep. Normally the curtains would be closed and she would be attempting to sleep for as long as possible with no school.

Today was different. The young pegasus needed to be awake; her grades were at stake after all. Grades weren’t something that usually troubled the pegasus but she’d recently been informed that if she didn’t improve them soon she could be left behind; This was a problem. Not only was the young filly a blank flank, but being left behind in school would only aid to feed the bullying she already received.

Opening her eyes slowly, the pegasus groaned. It was early. Too Early. She rolled over in her bed to face away from the sunlight; Between her legs her diaper gave a small squish, thoroughly soaked from the night prior. She didn’t care too much about the state of her diaper at this point, it was a common occurrence for her. As long as Sweetie Belle and Apple Bloom or any other pony for that matter, didn’t find out she was perfectly content with being a bedwetter. After all, she rather enjoyed the slight laziness of wearing diapers to bed. A few years ago she had started to control her bladder in her sleep but the constant need to wake up to pee was just something she couldn’t muster the effort to get out of bed for, plus the warm, comforting feeling of going to bed in a snug, soft dry diaper was too much to give up.

After a few minutes Scootaloo sighed in defeat. She wasn’t going to get to sleep any longer. The continued noise of other fillies and colts who were already awake playing outside and the busy adult ponies commuting to work was just too loud for her to sleep through. Slowly she crawled out of bed and brought herself to her hooves. She walked toward her bedroom door noting that her diaper was definitely wet but it was something that she could wait to change out of until she deemed it necessary.

As she made her way through her home and to the kitchen she noted a piece of paper on the table.

‘Scoots,
       Had to leave early to help at the cloud factory. Sorry I wasn’t there to wake you up in case you slept through the alarm again. Hope you have a good day.
                                                                               -The most awesome big sister ever,
                                                                                                                                   Dash’

“Alarm? I never heard my-” Scootaloo frowned as she noted the time on the kitchen clock. She had indeed slept straight through the alarm in her bedroom and was now late. Very Late for something very important. “I’m going to be late! I can’t be late! I can’t fail class!”

The filly frantically ran around her house getting all of her things that she’d need today in a saddlebag. She needed to be at one of the daycare centers near the other side of Ponyville. She was told that her grades were very poor and that she was failing the year, if she volunteered her Spring Vacation away she could gain the credits necessary to pass. Naturally grades weren’t something that really bothered Scootaloo but she couldn’t fail the year. Repeating a year of school, being left behind and not being able to spend the school day with Sweetie Belle and Applebloom was something that she couldn’t let happen, not to mention the embarrassment of being picked on for being in a class with what her peers would call foals.

After a quick trip back to her room to brush her mane, Scootaloo fastened her saddlebag on and rushed out of her house, galloping fast to try and get to the daycare center on time. She was suppose to be there an hour before the foals started to arrive to learn what she’d be doing but she would be lucky if she got there at a time that would be considered late for one of the foals.

Without thinking about it the filly jumped onto her scooter and started zipping through town, neglecting the fact that she had forgotten to take off her nighttime diaper before leaving.

Aside from a few strange looks from some ponies she vaguely knew Scootaloo managed to get to the more unfamiliar side of town without being spotted by anypony she knew. Still not noticing her diaper she jumped down from her scooter and parked it next to the door of the daycare, running into the facility while several foals were being dropped off by their parents. Scootaloo couldn’t help but frown as she passed some of the foals in the hallway leading to the classroom she’d be working at. Almost all of them were in diapers; Diapers!  She couldn’t believe she’d be working with such lame young foals just to get her grades up.

Breathing heavily the orange filly galloped through the door into the classroom, not even stopping to catch her breath she found the teacher. “I’m here! I made it! I know I’m late but I have a really good-”

A tall, white coated unicorn mare turned around to look down at the filly. “Hello there, I don’t recognize you, you must be the new young filly.” She said smiling. “Scootaloo I believe the note said. My name is Ms. Sunflower, I’ll be your caregiver for the next two weeks.” She said, lighting up her horn in a yellow hue that also started to pull at the back of Scootaloo’s diaper allowing her to peer in. “It seems like somepony’s had an accident!That’s okay though, a lot of the other fillies and colts here are still potty training as well, let me show you around and then we can get you changed.”

“Hay! What are you doing?” Scootaloo protested as her diaper was checked, finally realizing that she had forgotten to change. “Potty training? I’m not potty training?”

“Well even if you’re not we’re still going to try and potty train you sweetheart, that way your parents can stop changing diapers.” The mare said as she stopped next to a row of cubbies. “You can put your saddlebag here in the cubby marked with your name, I took the liberty of assigning you one when I received the note saying you’d be attending our daycare for the next two weeks.” She paused as Scootaloo removed her saddlebags then proceeded to the next area. “Here’s the general play area, there are some tables and chairs for learning time as well as all kinds of toys for you to play with! Over there are the cribs for nap time, over here is the changing area as well as the training potties.” The mare said, pushing Scootaloo to the new area.

Scootaloo frowned as she looked at the area. There were several training potties on the floor, three pink and three blue. None of them were particularly private. Next to them were a set of changing tables as well as various diapering supplies.

“And above the filly potties we have their potty charts, I’ve added yours as well.” Sunflower said pointing to a new chart with Scootaloo’s name written on it. “You’ll get smiley faces for using the potty like a big filly and frowny faces for having accidents, we’ll also mark your accidents with a “W” or an “M” on the chart. Seeing as you’re already wet I’ll go ahead and put down a “W” and a frowny face for today. Two wet accidents or a messing accident in one day will result in you being put back into regular foal diapers for the rest of the day and the next day before we’ll let you try training pants again.” Sunflower explained. “You’re already on your first accident, one more and you’ll be put back in foal diapers.” She said using her magic to lift Scootaloo onto one of the changing tables. “I’m going to put you in another pull up and we can try to start potty training you.”

The orange filly was in shock. This mare actually thought she was a young foal attending the daycare. “Are you crazy!?” She asked, swatting the mare’s hooves away from the sides of her nighttime pull up.

“Young lady! We do not hit other ponies!” The unicorn said, pulling a strap in place over Scootaloo so she couldn’t move her forehooves while she was being changed. “If you do that again I’ll be placing you in a time out. I’d better not hear you back talk to me again is that understood?”

Nodding in shock Scootaloo quietly laid in place as she felt the sides of her nighttime pull up being ripped open. She let out a gasp as she felt a cold wet wipe coming into contact with her nethers before she watched it be placed inside the pullup as it was tossed into a diaper pail. She frowned noting that her pullup was plain white and had no markings on it at all whereas the new pullup she saw the teacher get was very pink with rather foalish and frilly designs on it. Hearts and butterflies.

“Now some of these hearts and butterflies will disappear if you have an accident so I’ll know, you’ll also feel a cold feeling down there if you start to have an accident, If you feel like you have to potty or you feel the cold feeling let me know and you can make it to the potty before your butterflies and hearts go away then I won’t count it as an accident.” Sunflower explained as she opened the sides of the pull up, putting it under Scootaloo’s plot and threading her tail through before pulling it into place and attaching the sides back up like it was a regular diaper, something Scootaloo’s previous pullup did not have. “There we go, all dry now.” The mare said, unfastening the strap. “I don’t want to have to strap you down when I change you again, do you understand the rules?”

Scootaloo nodded again, she was stunned and not certain how to respond to anything the mare was saying. The simple idea that the daycare worker thought she was a foal astounded her. She wasn’t sure why the mare thought this as Cheerilee told her that a note would be sent explaining everything.

Before she knew it, the filly was standing on the floor again, confused by what had just happened.

“Go on now, play time only lasts for a bit longer and then we’ll be going to storytime.”  Sunflower said, pushing Scootaloo by the diaper towards the rest of the foals. The crinkling echoing in her ears.

After she was ushered into the gated play area, Scootaloo stood there, blushing as she was placed before all of the other foals in nothing but her frilly pull up. ‘What’s wrong with that mare? Why does she think I’m attending the daycare? This is insane!’ It was at that moment when another thought crossed her mind. She had to pee. She never did visit the filly’s room before leaving home this morning. ‘I’d have to ask permission. . . And then I’d have to use one of those little training potties. . . They’re out in the open I don’t think I could do that. I can hold it. . . Plus I really don’t want to announce to everypony that I have to go.’

Faced with either trying to play with the clearly immature and uncool foals, or sitting by herself while trying to not think about having to pee, Scootaloo chose sitting by herself. It took only a few moments for her to locate the ‘arts and crafts’ table which was for the most part unoccupied as the rest of the foals were playing with the more interesting toys. She sat down in a chair, blushing at the crinkling and also noticing the pressure in her bladder continuing to grow.

About forty five minutes passed before Ms. Sunflower called for all of the foals to join in a circle in the storytime area. As each foal passed her she smiled, gesturing for them to sit in their assigned seats on the circle. The foals that were in diapers or pull ups were stopped by her as she took the time to check them.

Scootaloo was the next pony in line. She blushed. By this point the pressure in her bladder was growing much more and she knew she wouldn’t be able to hold it much longer.

As Scootaloo stepped forward Ms. Sunflower pulled back at the waistband of the pullup to check for any messes and then pushed a hoof against the front of the pullup to check for any damp feelings before visually checking the wetness indicators. “You’re still dry and clean Sweetie, good work; Remember just let me know if you need to go potty.” The mare said as the orange filly was directed into a spot in the circle.

Blushing, the pegasus filly frowned and continued to fidget in place for the duration of the story. She struggled to even pay attention to the silly foal story that was being told. About halfway through the story a quiet hissing noise pierced her ears from the filly sitting next to her. Scootaloo turned her head to look and noticed the butterflies disappearing from the front of the filly’s pull up. The filly’s face contorted for a moment as she peed but quickly returned to enjoying the story as if nothing had happened.

Scootaloo could not believe what she had saw. A filly, probably about four years old had just wet herself willingly and was now comfortably sitting next to her listening to a story while she had a soaked diaper strapped to her flank. The sound of the filly wetting combined with the squishing noises following with each time she moved made Scootaloo’s desire to relieve herself grow. She eagerly awaited the ending of the story for snack time to start so she could slip away to use the filly’s room.

Ms. Sunflower finished the story shortly after the young foal had wet herself. “Snack time everypony. Go enjoy the snacks.” She said, stopping Scootaloo. “Sweetheart you were fidgeting the entire time I was reading, do you have to go potty? I can take you to the training potty-”

Blushing, the orange filly shook her head. “N-no! I’m fine! I don’t have to go.” She said, trying to fake her way out of the encounter. She stood still for a moment as the unicorn contemplated what the filly had said and then let her go to her seat at one of the tables to snack.

Frowning, the pegasus filly sat down at one of the snack tables, her stomach growled at her as she looked at all of the candy and other snacks. She sighed, she was at the snack table anyway so why not eat something. She reached a hoof forward to grab some of the candy and started to eat it. After a short while she was actually having fun playing with some of the other foals at her table, even if her bladder was struggling to hold.

Not long after Scootaloo started to have fun did Ms. Sunflower start taking foals to the potties and changing those who had soiled their diapers. The orange filly noticed that the mare’s attention was more or less completely occupied by the number of foals she was dealing with. This was her chance to sneak off to the filly’s room. Not a moment too soon either as she felt her bladder only moments away from failing.

Sneakily the orange filly started to make her way across the room to a door labeled as a bathroom. She ducked and dived behind various pieces of furniture to hide her advance towards the door. So close now, all she had to do was open it. She pushed a hoof against it only to hear a click and a small thud.

Locked

‘Great, it’s locked! Now what am I going to do?’ The filly thought to herself. Before she could think any further she felt a strong tug on her tail. The shock of the unexpected tug caused her to lose control of her bladder. She suddenly felt a small cold feeling against her fillyhood as the first drops of pee entered the pull up before it started to grow warm from the stream of urine. She blushed and brought her forehooves to the front of her pullup, pushing into herself to try and stop peeing but it was no use. The floodgates had burst and she was peeing, her diaper growing wet in the middle, the warm wetness spreading to the back and front of the pull up as she watched the butterflies and hearts fade away from her once pristine pull up.

As she was levitated through the air by Ms. Sunflower over towards the potties and changing tables the filly could feel the pull up sagging between her legs, drooping down as it absorbed the wetness. Scootaloo was almost in tears. She had an accident. . . In front of all of these foals! There were foals there that weren’t diapered or had clean pull ups but she had to be an older filly who used her diaper in front of all of these younger ponies.

“Scootaloo. . . That’s your second wetting accident for the day. It’s back to diapers for you today and tomorrow. You know the rules. Until two days from now you have to wear diapers, no more access to the training potties until we try to potty train you again, understood?”

All the filly could do was sniffle as she was levitated onto one of the changing tables. She gave a slow nod, realizing that at this point she was stuck in diapers whether she wanted to be or not. Her train of thought was interrupted as the sides of her pull up were ripped open and the front fell down to the changing table with a small thud. She was soaked. Suddenly she felt a cold wipe rubbing against her nethers cleaning her up. At the same time a fresh foal diaper was opened and put into place under the open pull up. As soon as the wiping was complete the mare pulled the pull up away leaving Scootaloo’s plot resting on the soft, thick filly diaper. The orange filly could feel the coating of foal powder and rash cream being applied to her before the diaper was pulled into place and taped on.

“There we go. You don’t have to tell me now when you go I’ll change you at the changing times with the rest of the diapered foals. If you try to take the diaper off or get a change before the changing time we’ll have to delay your changing, this means you’d miss that changing time and have to go until the next one to teach you that diapers are bad and that there isn’t always going to be somepony to change you if you decide to stay in diapers.” Ms. Sunflower explained. “Though I don’t think that would be too much of a problem, these diapers are magically sealed, only an adult pony can help you change.” The mare said, lifting Scootaloo up and placing her back in the gated foal area. “Now, It’s going to be outdoor time soon, so line up with everypony else as we get ready to go out.”

Scootaloo did as she was told. Lining up with the other ponies at the door to the outside area. Her face was red and she avoided eye contact with every other pony. ‘It’s not fair.’ She thought to herself. ‘Why couldn’t I just get into the filly’s room? Why did it have to be locked?’ She frowned as the line started to move, the foals exiting into a large open play area complete with some swings, a jungle gym, slides and other playground equipment.

The filly frowned as she walked into the grassy play area with nothing but her crinkling diaper. She sighed before she realized something else. She had to go to the bathroom again. She really should not have eaten all of that candy. She looked around and noticed that Ms. Sunflower was standing at the only door back into the classroom. There was no way she’d get past her to a toilet. She’d just have to hold it until the end of the day. . . Five more hours.

Before Scootaloo could contemplate this anymore a colt fell off of the jungle gym above her causing her to land on her back, the colt landing on her belly. “Sorry!” The colt said to her as he looked at her, giggling.

Scootaloo let out a gasp as she was pushed to the ground. She would have accepted the apology but she realized that the candy she had eaten had made its way into her diaper. The colt landing on her stomach causing her to soil her diaper.

“Ew, You just went potty in your diaper!” The colt said, getting up and making his way away.

All Scootaloo could do was lay there on her back for a moment, stunned at what she had just done. She brought herself to her hooves, blushing as her diapered squished with each movement. She very badly needed a change and she had no idea when the next change time would be.

The orange filly made her way to Ms. Sunflower, having forgotten already about the diaper changing rules, mainly because she hadn’t been paying attention, too distracted by the fact that she had had an accident. “M-miss Sunflower. . .”

The unicorn mare turned to look down at Scootaloo. “Yes sweetheart? What’s wrong?” She asked, wiping the small tears from the corners of the filly’s eyes.

“I. . . I h-had an accident. . . c-can I p-please b-be changed?” Scootaloo asked, frowning and sniffling.

“You know the rules sweetie, if you ask you miss the next change time. I told you this earlier.” Miss Sunflower frowned as she noticed that the filly started to cry more. “Aw don’t cry, I’ll let it go this once since you’re new. I’ll change you at the next scheduled change time, You can sit here with me until playtime is over.” The mare said, sitting down on a bench and placing Scootaloo in her lap.

It was at this moment that Scootaloo realized that this entire daycare thing was out of her control. Much less her diaper changes. She’d be stuck here for two whole weeks at the daycare. Stuck as a foal. And for the next two days stuck in diapers. She fidgeted in her place on the mare’s lap. Her full diaper squishing with each movement. From what she remembered from the schedule on the wall inside it was another hour and a half from outside time until the next change. She sighed, it was going to be a long day.