//------------------------------// // Foal #1: Fluttershy // Story: The Foal Six // by Matt11 //------------------------------// Fluttershy didn’t think it was at all out of the ordinary when Discord invited her to his house in his dimension. She’d already been there once before for a tea party and had enjoyed herself (once Discord had started being his usual chaotic self of course). He hadn’t said what this occasion was for, but that just made it a fun surprise to look forward to. It wasn’t long before the pegasus mare with a coat of yellow was knocking on the front door of Discord’s house, fully expecting to be greeted by her good friend. Instead, however, the door simply swung open all by itself. Fluttershy stepped inside, suspecting nothing. “Discord?” She called when she saw no sign of the draconequus anywhere. There was no reply. Fluttershy called again. “Discord? Are you there? It’s me, Fluttershy.” Nothing but silence. The pegasus was starting to become worried ever so slightly, where could her friend be? He’d invited her over to his house, so why wasn’t he there to greet her? Trotting through the house, the pegasus took notice of how “different” everything felt. It was as if there’d been some cleaning and reorganizing done. Especially since there was gravity. All of a sudden as she neared the back of the house, Fluttershy started to feel strange. It felt like she was shrinking somehow. “Discord?” She called out again, her voice sounding high pitched for some reason. Without warning, the pegasus felt herself be scooped up! She barely had time to react before she found herself on some kind of strange yet comfy table. Fluttershy tried to sit up, only to be gently pushed back down. “Ah ah, no wiggling,” A familiar wacky voice called out in a coo. “Wouldn’t want you to roll off the table and get a boo boo.” Looking up, the pegasus’ moderate cyan eyes found themselves staring straight up into the eyes of Discord. The spirit looking a lot taller for some reason and dressed in a nanny outfit. “Discord?! What’s going on?! Why is everything so big?!” Fluttershy demanded. “You mean, you haven’t noticed yet?” Discord inquired as he held out a small mirror. Looking at the mirror, Fluttershy nearly gasped in surprise. For staring right back at her was a somewhat scrawny looking pegasus foal with a butter yellow coat, moderate cyan eyes, and a small wisp of light pink for her mane and tail. “Is that… me?” She asked and got her answer when she saw the foal reflected in the mirror speak. “Oh my! I’m… I’m a foal again!” The little pegasus realized with a squeak. “How did this happen?” “Surprise!” Discord happily exclaimed as he put away the mirror. “You’re officially my foal now, Fluttershy! And Daddy Discord is gonna take good care of you.” “Wait, you turned me into this?” Fluttershy realized, and when Discord nodded in confirmation she asked. “Why? I mean… if you wanted a foal so badly you could’ve just asked.” “Oh but it’s more fun this way,” Discord responded. “You get to relive your foalhood, and I get to get in touch with my parental self.” Fluttershy pouted and gave Discord what looked like a foalish version of her patented stare. “Discord, you can’t just regress ponies like this. I have big pony responsibilities to take care of,” And then she asked her friend. “Without me, who’s going to take care of all my animal friends or keep an eye on Sweet Feather Sanctuary? Not just anypony can do those things you know.” But the spirit only waved a claw. “Oh you needn’t worry about that, Fluttershy. I already have that taken care of. I made sure to contact your friend from the Equestrian Society for the Preservation of Rare Creatures. Tree… whatever her name was.” Fluttershy still glared at Discord. “But I can’t be a foal forever, Discord! Tree Hugger can’t manage my responsibilities all by herself.” “I didn't say it was permanent now did I?” Discord retorted. “I just cast a spell on you. It only lasts for forty eight hours and then you go back to being a grown-up again. Think of this as a well deserved vacation. You’ve been working so hard lately. Haven’t you ever wished you could get away from it all, just for a little while?” At that the pegasus foal paused. “Well, I suppose caring for all those animals can get pretty stressful. And I have been curious what it would be like to be a foal again, it always seemed like a simpler time. You’re sure it only lasts forty eight hours, right?” The spirit gave a firm nod. “I’m absolutely one hundred percent sure. So, are you going to cooperate, or should I just leave you here until the spell wears off?” “Oh you don’t need to worry, I’ll be the best foal there ever was. I promise,” Fluttershy smiled and then giggled. “This should be fun.” “Excellent!” Discord happily exclaimed and cheered for himself for a moment, before he regained his composure. “Now lay down and hold still, and I’ll put the diaper on.” “Diaper?” Fluttershy asked. Discord nodded, bending down a bit as he opened a drawer of the changing table and pulling out a soft, white, crinkly undergarment. “Foals wear diapers, right? I have to put this on you so you don’t do your… erhm… ‘business’ on the floor.” “But I don’t need a diaper! I can just use the bathroom or fertilize the soil like I sometimes do if I’m outside.” The shy pegasus admitted with a blush. “Well I hate to tell you this, but when I turned you into a foal you lost a lot of motor controls.” Discord replied. “What do you mean? I can move just fine.” Fluttershy retorted as she stood up, only for her legs to wobble and cause her to fall down. Fortunately, the padded surface of the changing table gave her a soft landing. “Do you see now?” Discord explained to his regressed friend. “You may still have your adult mind, but your body is as undeveloped as a foal. So I’m afraid you’ll have to wear a diaper for as long as the spell lasts. If you can’t walk, I’m pretty sure you won’t be able to know when you need to answer nature’s call if you know what I mean.” Reluctantly, the pegasus foal lay back down on the changing table and spread her legs. “Okay, fine, you can diaper me. But the next time you decide to do this with me, ask first. It’s not nice to just regress ponies without their permission.” “Duly noted,” Came the reply from the spirit. “Now please hold still, I haven’t really done this before.” Despite the lack of practice, the spirit of chaos and disharmony managed to put the diaper on his regressed friend without too much trouble (though he did accidentally put it over her head originally). Soon he was fastening the tabs and working in some foal powder. “There we go, nice and snug.” He cooed, giving his friend’s diapered rear a gentle but firm pat. Fluttershy giggled, delighting in the crinkles her diaper made whenever she pressed a hoof to the front of it. “Wow, this is nice. It’s like having a pillow or a sofa cushion tied around my rump.” She observed as she was helped down from the changing table. She tried to stand on her four hooves, but the added bulk of the diaper pushed her legs apart and made her legs wobble like wet noodles. “Whoa!” She exclaimed as she nearly lost her balance. “No wonder foals always waddle or crawl everywhere.” Discord simply smiled at the adorable sight, his friend looked so cute. “If you ever need anything from me, just ask. I’m your Daddy Discord now, and Daddy is here to take good care of his little ones.” He instructed in a cooing fashion. “Okay.” Fluttershy innocently replied and then waddled out of the nursery. With everything looking so much bigger now, Discord’s house was ripe for exploration. Maybe she’d even find some good hiding places for use later on. Waddling took some getting used to for Fluttershy, it wasn’t as fast as trotting or flying. But it wasn’t long before she had a good pace going and was waddling around the place. She had no particular destination in mind, she wanted to see everything that there was to see. Before long she had reached the living room, taking notice of the fact that Discord had covered up the portal. “Probably didn’t want anypony to jump into it, not that I would. I don’t even know where it would take me.” She thought to herself and she wasn’t curious enough to try and find out. If Discord had covered it up, it had to be for a good reason. The little pegasus next turned her attention to one of the nearby sofas. Rather than try to climb up onto them, however, she waddled beneath them. When she was fully grown the most she could do was stick her head under sofas like this. Being small meant she could freely explore beneath them and see what there was to see. With moderate cyan eyes scanning back and forth, the pegasus briefly saw the faint outline of two boxes but she pushed them aside. They didn’t interest her. What did interest her were a pair of dust bunnies. “Wow! You two look just like Angel Bunny,” She giggled as she crawled towards them. “Are you related by any chance?” The dust bunnies said nothing. “Oh of course, silly me. You’re dust bunnies, you don’t talk.” Fluttershy giggled again as she thought. “Why would I think they could? That’s something a foal would do. But Discord said I still have my adult mind.” Before the pegasus had much of a chance to think about this, though, she found herself being pulled out from under the sofa by what felt like magic. Soon she was face to face with Discord once again. “Now now, you can’t just go wandering off wherever you feel like, Fluttershy,” He lightly scolded. “What if you got stuck somewhere?” “I’m sorry, Discord,” Fluttershy apologized. “But I met these dust bunnies beneath your sofa. I didn’t know you had so many.” “Well I like to have them for company,” Discord explained. “And call me Daddy. After all, you’re in my care now and you agreed to be my foal.” “Okay, Daddy,” Fluttershy corrected herself. “What should we do?” Just then, a loud rumbling sound filled the air. The two knew what that meant. “Looks like it’s feeding time,” Discord cooed. “And lucky for you, Daddy Discord has only the finest selection of num-nums on the menu.” With a snap of his talons, the wity spirit had teleported himself and his young charge into the kitchen, plopping the foal down into a high chair. He fastened the bar and tied a pink bib around her neck. With another snap of his talon the fridge door swung open, and out of it floated a series of jars full of various colored goop like substances. “Now, take your pick. I’ve got Mashed Peas, Cream of Carrot, Pureed Banana, Strawberry Surprise, and many more.” He told his little one. Fluttershy arched an eyebrow upward. “Foal food?” “Oh come on, don’t tell me you’re a picky eater!” Discord complained! “I spent good money on this stuff, and you’re going to eat it! Or you can just starve, it’s your choice!” Fluttershy started to sniffle a bit at that, causing the spirit to realize he had gone just a little too far. “Oh dear,” He realized and hastily apologized. “Fluttershy, I’m sorry I yelled at you just then.” He gave her a small pat on the head as a way to make her feel better. “It’s okay, Discord,” Fluttershy apologized back. “You’re right, I am being a picky eater. My mom and dad said that as a foal I was extremely picky about what I’d eat, and they always let me get away with not eating something if I didn’t like it. You’re not like my parents though, you want to make sure I eat what you feed me. I’m sorry I’m being so demanding, whatever you wanna feed me is fine, as long as it’s not Mashed Peas. I hate Mashed Peas, they’re yucky!” “Got it, no Mashed Peas for you,” Discord commented as he materialized a sketch pad and crossed out the green colored goop. “So how do you feel about Pureed Banana?” The foal licked her lips in eagerness. “Oh that sounds delicious!” “Good, Pureed Banana it is!” Discord declared as he unscrewed the lid of the jar and dipped a plastic spoon into the yellow mush. “Here comes the choo-choo train!” He cooed, making light chugging sounds with his mouth. The pegasus foal opened her mouth wide in cooperation, letting Discord deposit the delicious tasting food onto her tongue. She swallowed it and savored its sweet taste, it was so yummy! The feeding process went on and on like this for a couple of minutes, Fluttershy cooperating the entire time. No traces of foal food got onto her bib or her face, all of it went into her stomach. But after Discord had screwed the lid back on and put the jar away, the foal with a coat of butter yellow started to feel rather strange, almost bloated. “What’s wrong?” Discord asked his young charge when he saw the troubled look on her face. “I think my tummy hurts.” Was all Fluttershy could get out. Thinking fast (and drawing on a scene he’d seen a few weeks ago), the spirit picked up Fluttershy, held her over his shoulder, and started patting her back a couple of times. Soon he was rewarded for his efforts, when he heard a great big burp. “Better?” He asked his regressed friend. Fluttershy nodded, she felt much less bloated now. “Alright,” Discord began. “Now how about we-” But his sentence trailed off as a rather nasty stench reached his nostrils! “Oh no!” He exclaimed in horror, realizing what it probably meant. Sure enough, a quick look at Fluttershy revealed that the stench was indeed coming from her. “Sorry,” She apologized as her face flushed red in shame. “This is usually the time of day when I go to the bathroom after breakfast. I didn’t even notice I had to go until it was too late.” With a snap of his talons, the spirit put on a gas mask. “Sweet Celestia, what do you eat?!” He remarked as he put on some gloves and then carefully picked up the stinky foal. “We’d better get you changed right away!” It wasn’t long before Fluttershy was on the changing table once again, this time having her messy diaper changed. It really did make her feel like a foal, relaxed and carefree while a trusted caretaker was cleaning her up. Discord moved quick as a flash during the whole changing process, never once removing his mask or his gloves. He undid the tabs and let the old diaper fall from Fluttershy’s waist, dropping it into a nearby diaper pail with a snap of his talons. Another snap of his talons and wet wipes floated over, wiping down Fluttershy’s rump until it was spotless. After that came the new diaper, taped up with another snap of the talons. Last but not least came the powder, Discord opting to pour a massive helping of it into the diaper so that the smell of cornstarch would drown out the lingering odor of manure. Fluttershy coughed and sneezed as clouds of foal powder enveloped her. “Discord, that’s too much!” She complained as even her snout began white. “Oopsie!” Discord apologized as he realized his mistake. Snapping his talons once more, the foal powder stopped. Only then did he opt to remove his gloves and his gas mask, breathing in the fresh scents of cornstarch from the powder and lavender from the wet wipes. “Well, after that display, I think you’ve earned a nap so that I can recover from that stinky surprise.” He declared. Fluttershy yawned. “That sound like a good idea. I usually like to take an afternoon nap anyway.” It wasn’t long before Discord had placed her in a crib, tucked her in, and put a pacifier in her mouth. Discord quickly snapped his fingers and made a yellow blankie appear, “I’m sure Fluttershy will be happy to have this when she wakes up.” He whsipered and put the blankie by her.. “She’s such a little angel when she’s not stinky,” Discord thought to himself as he departed the nursery. “But she could use a playmate. And I know just the pony for the job.”