It was Heart and Hooves day, and the Cutie Mark Crusaders for one reason or another had gotten the idea of putting Big Mac and Cheerilee on date thinking they be perfect for each other. Thanks to an encounter with Twilight they had found the recipe to a love potion being under the misconception that this would totally work.
“Stir with a pegasus feather” Sweetie belle reads of the book plucking one of scootaloo feather off causing the filly to eep. They stir the mixture around watching the rainbow colours mix.
As the photon tuned pink, Apple Bloom took out small container. “How about we add some hearts desire, you know just to make sure.”
“Didn’t that give you cutie pox?” Scootaloo asked cautiously.
“Mac and Cheerilee already got their cutie marks, so what’s the harm?”
Sweetie Belle looked down at the book once more. “I don’t know Appelboom, it doesn't say it part of the potion.”
“Well that book really old so who know if it is still completely accurate. “Trust me, this will help them fall in love i’m sure.”
Sweetie Belle watched as Appelboom pour some ground up pedals into the potion watching it turn a light purple. ‘I got a bad feeling about this.”
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Big Mac looked at Cheerilee the two having been cohorest to the same location for the third time in what felt like a very long day. The stallion felt a little embarrassed at her sister’s actions. Did she even understand what love was?
The two walked onto a small picnic blanket with two cups of a strange liquid. When Cheerilee smiled at the girls and Scootaloo chirped, “hello miss Cheerilee.”
Cheerilee cooed,”hello again girls, hello Big Mac.”
She then eyed the fillies and asked in a suspicious tone, “now would you three mind telling us why it was so important to meet you here?”
That was when Sweetie belle exclaimed, “punch!”
Cheerilee asked,”say what again?”
Sweetie Belle explained, “we made punch we were going to set up a stand and sell it but we needed somepony to taste test it first.”
Apple Bloom chirped,”yep.”
Sweetie Belle then paused poking her face at both grown ponies,”to test it together.”
Then three fillies rushed into the bushes as Cheerilee sighed and apologized to Big Mac, “i’m really sorry about this, I mentioned to the girls that I don’t have a very special somepony and I believe they’re putting us in these awkward situations because they decided it should be you.”
There was a long pause then the two both broke into laughter chuckling a little. Cheerilee then continued,”I suppose we could humor them for a moment, this punch does look delicious.”
Big Mac just gave a, “ey’yup.”
The two ponies then clinked their glasses and drank the potions together. A warmth flowed through Cheerilee as hiccuped and gave Big Mac a loving smile as he was a bit confused. The mare cooed,”Um...Big Mac...do do you want to come by my house?”
He blinked in surprise at the invitation and asked, “sure, I don’t mind but why?”
Cheerilee ground a hoof into the ground and cooed, “Oh I don’t know...I just suddenly...feel like I could make you some dinner. For all the trouble the girls caused you today.”
Big Mac shrugged. Feeling the same warm feeling wash over him as well, a smile forming on his face “I guess I am feeling a bit hungry.” He then walked off with Cheerilee towards Ponyville with the cutie mark crusaders shouting in glee. “We did it! The potion worked!”
Big Mac followed Cheerilee along through town reaching her house in no time. She opened the door cooing. “Alright, we’re here.”
She lead the stallion through humming a tune and cooed,”don’t forget to wipe your hooves on the mat dear.”
Big Mac chuckled a little as he scrubbed the dirt from his hooves on the mare’s welcome mat seeing smiling flower on it as well as he entered.
Cheerilee wasted no time putting on the stove boiling some water as she cut up vegetables and potatoes. Big Mac took a seat at the table and he felt like he shrank a little as if his body just lost a lot of mass.
He then looked up to see Cheerilee getting a napkin and tied it around his neck, he looked up with surprise seeing Cheerilee was towering over him! He gulped and asked, “Cheerilee what are you doing?”
She cooed,”What do you think? I can’t have my little colty eating dinner without his bib. We don’t want you ruining your coat dear.”
The mare went back to the stove and started pouring the vegetables into the water adding various ingredients along the way. He sat there smelling the aroma of a fresh stew now brewing as he felt his body started to shrink again. He got worried as he stared up in shock seeing that the table now stood a few feet above his head. He squeaked,”I...I’m shrinking mama!” He covered his mouth in surprise. “why did I call you mama?
Cheerilee came over with a bowl of stew and put a spoon in the bowl, “what are you talking about? Your only eight years old. Now eat your stew or no comic books tonight.” She effortless slid some books under him as an impromptu too booster seat.
Big Mac groaned feeling very confused the odd warm sensation still tingling up and down his spine.and started to eat his stew with a pout on his face. Something wasn’t right, why was he smaller and why hadn’t Cheerilee noticed?
Cheerilee smiled and nodded as she sat down by him watching the colt eat his stew. Her eyes sparkled a little as Mac shrank once again his spoon dropping onto the ground. She instinctively came around the table came and picked up the spoon that fell and scooped a spoonful of stew blowing on it lightly. “Come on sweetie finish up.”
The colt whimpered but he seemed to feel the love of Cheerilee and continued eating his stew with the mare now spoonfeeding him. “That’s it such a good colt yes you are,”
He whimpered shrinking again and he was going to fall from his seat of books only to be caught by Cheerilee who snuggled him and he whined, “mama...I I gots to go potty!”
She simply smiled as if this was normal her eyes a faint pink as she carried him to the bathroom and sat his rump on the toilet, “go on sweetie go potty.” She even held him up just in case.
Big Mac blushed trying to make sense of everything “Mama I not a cowt I a stawwion somthin’ happened to me.” His head felt fuzzy some thoughts muddied a little.
Cheerilee patronized him,”now, now Big Mac you go potty like the big colt you are.”
He groaned seeing that he couldn’t do a thing and just peed into the bowl Cheerilee clapping her hooves,”What a big boy!”
He smiled with pride up at Cheerilee bouncing. “Yeah I a big cowt! I went potty aw by mysewf!”
Cheerilee embraced him into her hooves and smothers his face in kisses, “i’m so proud of you sweetie.”
She snuggled him for a moment pausing her talking as Mac shrank more this time not only did his body shrink but his mane grew, foal fat bulged everywhere, and his face became more feminine. It didn’t take him long to realize he change gender. He tried to tell Cheerilee it had happened but only gibberish came out along with some spittle.
Cheerilee smiled down at the little filly in her hooves, the glow in her eyes faded a second later as she cooed. “There’s my little Blossom, but...oh dear we need to get you back in a diaper before you have an accident.”
She placed the filly down and dug around her bathroom cabinet and pulled out a package of newborn filly diapers. She then giggled, “aww good thing I still have these lying around.”
The filly squirmed on her chubby limbs trying to get away but Cheerilee was easily able to snatch up the filly that was once Big Mac and started padding her up in a fresh diaper. “Stop squirming Blossom.” But eventually, she was able to tape the diaper around the filly’s little rump. The mare gave it a few pats and cooed,”that’ll have to do for now, but I..I need to buy more foal stuff...You were unexpected after all being adopted.”
Blossom babbled angrily trying to say “I was not adopted! I was a big stallion! I don't know how I got turned into a fiwwy!”
Of course only gibberish came out and Cheerilee just sighed, “Seems your getting fussy. I guess a stroll will do you good., I better go to the supermarket and buy pacifiers and bottles first.” The filly was helpless as Cheerilee pulls a folded up stroller out the closet soon buckling her new foal into the seat. She watched as the foal squirmed and sighed wheeling out the door. ‘Don't worry mommy make it all better.”
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The mare running the foal store looked up for her book at Cheerilee stroller in wit the red and yellow filly. ‘Aww Miss Cheerilee this is a surprise.” The mare moved from behind the counter and pulled a rattle from the toy basket near by her desk. She held the toy up to the blushing foal and shook it some making it rattle and cooed. “Does little filly want to play, I bet she does.”
Blossom giggled now entranced by the rattle and tried grabbing at it with drool coming down her chin. Cheerilee smiled and wiped the filly’s mouth, “Oh she just loves it.”
The store mare hoofed the rattle to the foal and Blossoms shook it about with a smile on her face. The mare then asked,”Who is this filly Cheerilee? I mean...I don’t think you were pregnant.”
Cheerilee blushed and explained, “Oh no, I adopted the little filly and her name is Blossom, and she’s only one year old.”
The store clerk dawwed bending down to Blossom’s level, “hi Blossom welcome to Ponyville, i’m sure you’re going to love Cheerilee as your mommy.”
Blossom was too busy shaking her rattle to even notice the store clerk as she got up and asked, “did you just adopt her?”
Cheerilee nodded, “yes...I did...it was only a few hours ago and with poor preparation, it seems. I should've bought foal supplies before the adoption.” The mare looked down at her foal thinking yes that’s it she was adopted a few hours ago I'm sure of it. Despite her name, odd gaps in her memory didn’t even phase the motherly mare caught up in the fantasy.
“Well don’t you worry, we got all a mother needs.” she cooed, but seeing the filly just pout getting bored of the rattle. ‘Oh my did she get her nap on time?”
“She must need her nap but I do need a crib first.” The two listen to Blossom babbling and waving her hooves and daww. “That right Blossom we are getting you new toys, yes we are.”
The pandering baby talk was making the filly feel about as small as her body was. She pouts again trying to think but seemed to distracted by all the colours all of a sudden hardly noticing the two adults chatting about what to get her. She spotted a pink teddy bear and wiggle try to reach for it despite being buckled in.
Cheerilee awwe, ‘oh I think Blossom spotted something she likes.” The mare waved and brought the teddy down letting Blossom snuggle the plushie and squeal in delight. As Blossom played, Cheerilee went about filling the cart with various items from new pacifiers, bottles, toys, playpen, bouncers, adorable bibs, foal food, cans of formula, silly filly diapers and diaper changing supplies.
They were now in the back of the shop ordering a changing table, a highchair, and a crib. The mare was instructing some gruff moving stallions. “Now I need all of this delivered by tonight and set up before my little filly and I return home.”
One of the stallions muttered in an annoyed tone, “I get it, but miss you do realize a speedy delivery is going to be pricy.”
The mare cooed,”I don’t care, I'll pay just be sure to have it all ready before we get home or no tip.”
The stallions nodded and went off to get to work. Cheerilee clapped in delight feeling giddy. She just glad she can afford of this on her salary. The teacher shook her head, of course she could afford it why else adopt.
Blossom was caught up in her own playtime snuggling her teddy with all her might having too much fun to think of such boring adult stuff.I forgot why we even came here to this fun place. But it’s okay as long as mommy is here I don’t mind. Mommy made everything better. The little filly then suddenly felt a poke in her diaper front and looked up at her “mommy” looking down at her with a smile.
“There we go, mommy got all the things you need, now I just hope Rarity still open this late in the evening.” She popped the new pacifier into Blossom’s mouth watching as it bobbed happily and the fill eyes slump a bit. “Don’t worry mommy will get you home soon as I can for you nap nap.”
Nap nice, mommy makes everything better, listen to mama, don’t ever leave mama. Blossom thought to slump into the stroller taking a short nap as her mommy wheeled her out into the evening sun.
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Rarity hummed a tune as she finished a hem on her latest creation taking delight in her activities as usual. Her ears perked up at the sound the shop’s bell and made her way the main room soon spotting Cheerilee and...a filly? “Oh hello Cheerilee, I didn’t know you were foal sitting.”
“Oh no I adopted, this is my new daughter Blossom.”
“Pardon,” Rarity asked, cleaning her glasses for a moment. “Adoption? This is the first i’ve heard of this.” She stared closer the filly who was snoozing away cuddling into Cheerilee’s warm underbelly her fine eye-catching details.
Cheerilee paused for second trying to think of when she planned to adopt but was drawing another blank. That’s strange what was the reason. Then the mare remembered that she always did want to be a mother deep down just finding the right stallion had been the hardest thing really. So adopting made much more sense. “I guess it was a bit sudden, can you help me pick out clothes for my little filly.”
“Oh of course darling, I have a whole fashion line for foal clothes. Was a wonderful Mother’s Day project.” she paused for a second and leaned closer looking the sleeping foal over. “You know Cheerilee, your new foal sort of looks like Big Mac.”
“Does she? I hadn’t noticed.”
Cheerilee looked down at her foal. “I guess she does sort of.”
She gently pet Blossom head with a smile. Cheerilee wheeled the stroller further inside watching Rarity pulled out a rack with various filly outfits. “Aww, so many to pick from. Do you have something I can wear, something motherly?”
“Motherly? Hmm, well I do have a few that have aprons.”
Cheerilee nodded. ‘Oh perfect, fillies can be so messy you know. My mother told me how much harder foals are when they're young.”
“Alright darling, let’s see what we got then.” Rarity lead Cheerilee to the dressing room still eyeing the filly. I swear that foal looks like Big Mac.
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Blossom yawned as she opened her eyes blushing as Cheerilee was wiping her bottom upon the new changing table. She babbles some as her mom cooed. “Aww, you sure made a stinky, yes you did.” She mothered, and started cleaning up her foal’s rump with foal wipes. After Cheerilee’s wiped and powdered Blossom then she started taping a fresh diaper under the foal’s rump.
Blossom blinked but smiled up at her mommy noticing the yellow dress with white trim and an adorable pink apron tied around the waist. Her mommy’s mane was now tied up in a bun with a matching yellow ribbon. The thought of Fluttershy came to mind for a second as she kicked about some. Cheerilee scooped her up nuzzling nose to nose causing the foal to let out giggles.
“Oh, I bet my little one is hungry,” Cheerilee cooed carrying her foal through the house and into the kitchen were a nice purple high chair sat awaiting the foal. Blossom was set into it foam seat, a bib put around her neck. She beamed up at her mommy trusting her fully. ‘Mmm mmm”
Cheerilee giggled. “that’s it say mama,” she moved her lips to teach her filly. “Ma-ma,” She watched Blossom babbling few times before slowing down.
“Mmm ah mama?” Blossom cheered, feeling giddy as she got it right seeing her mother smile.
“Good filly,” she patted Blossom head before opening the jar of banana flavored mush with a loud audible pop. She flies it to the filly’s open mouth making choo-choo sounds which only made the foal grin wider and chomp down on the yummy mush. Meal time went as the foal’s face was covered in of mush on the cheek and bib and plenty of drool. The mother just smiled ear to ear as she cleaned up her filly moving back to the nursery. Once there she set Blossom on the floor and look the dresser for the pjs.
Blossom lay on her belly suckling her pacifier she has been given. It felt nice to just lay there staring at nothing in particular. Was something amiss, she couldn't quite tell but it felt like something was off. The filly kept suckling trying to think of what that something was but a soon picks her up as Cheerilee smiled at her sliding the purple sleeper into her filly. The hatch was buttoned up with the diaper bulging out the back quite cutely.
Blossom let out a coo as she feel the soft fabric soon reaching out and booping her mommy’s nose. Cheerilee took her little one and sat on the rocking chair slowly swaying side to side. She feel the foal press into her chest noticing she was listening to the heart beat. The motherly mare kept up the cradling softly humming a tune as Blossom felt happier than ever. The foal in her lap soon feel asleep suclking her pacifer and her tail twitching time to time.
“Sweet dreams little Blossom.”