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// Operation P.O.T.T.Y (Bon Bon) 
// Story: Potty Training Tales 
// by SuperPinkBrony12 
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Special Agent Sweetie Drops, who went under the cover name of Bon Bon, had been given a new top secret assignment to undertake. One might find it odd that she was a secret agent at such a young age, but almost from birth the little filly had a seemingly unnatural ability to blend in with any crowd. She was a hide and go seek champion, and more than once her parents had lost her out in public when she waddled away, because she was just that good at being like everypony else.

Yet it seemed like there was one thing that always kept giving the young agent in training away. It was what she wore around her rump for “protection” as her superiors always said. Protection from “what” she didn’t understand. Wasn’t she protected enough as it was with her disguise and her abilities? What more protection could a secret agent really need? Besides, what good would something so big and so poofy do her when it not only gave her away but always hindered her escape?

So it was that Sweetie Drops (continuing to go by her cover name of Bon Bon) decided to ditch the accursed padded undergarments that were known as diapers. Apparently, there was something known as pull-ups that were similar to diapers but less restrictive. If she was going to have to wear something around her rump for “protection” she would much rather have one of those pull-ups so her movement would be greater.

There was just one not so small catch. These pull-ups were meant for big ponies. You couldn’t just ask for them, you had to prove you were worthy of wearing them. And the only way to do that was to undergo what was known as potty training.

Naturally, Bon Bon asked her parents if she could begin potty training and be granted permission to wear pull-ups. She was sure they would say yes. She had heard her parents talk about how they were starting to tire of changing her during her “missions” and the earth pony had found that the sounds and smells she made whenever she had to “go” were really distracting. No wonder it seemed like more and more of her missions were ending with her being captured.

Potty training would be a win-win for everypony, at least that’s what the little filly thought. But her parents told her. “You’re not quite ready yet, Bon Bon. You need to go longer without using your diapers before we can justify training you.”

Bon Bon snorted upon receiving such a reply. She was so sure she was ready. What did it matter if she was using her diapers? As soon as she was potty trained that wouldn’t be an issue, and the foal was certain that if she wanted to keep the pull-ups she would wear afterwards she’d have to continue to use the potty.

Well, if her parents didn’t think she was ready then she would just have to prove them wrong. She would have to make it clear to them that “Bon Bon” deserved to be potty trained, and it wasn’t just foals being foals and being curious about things they didn’t understand. So just like that, she gave herself the assignment of figuring out how to master (or at least somewhat master) potty training enough to get her parents to change their minds.





It took some time for the secret agent to acquire enough intel for her assignment. She had to figure out what the potty was and where it was before she could use it. Taking advantage of her great hiding skills and ability to blend in, Special Agent Sweetie Drops used her Bon Bon alias to again go undercover.

Having heard unusual noises from the bathroom, Bon Bon investigated by way of crawling inside unseen whenever either of her parents entered (because it seemed to her that whenever one of her parents went into it, the unusual noises usually followed). She took great care not to be discovered. Never once did she blow her cover as she watched from afar. Soon, the foal started to piece together an idea of what she was up against. As it turned out, the potty appeared to be some kind of a chair (the grown-ups loosely mentioned a throne, but it hardly looked like one. No throne she knew had a bowl like shape to the bottom). The seat had a round opening, and the lid on the top was likely for covering the opening of the seat. And attached to the back of it was a strange looking tank which has something long, gleaming and silver that produced a roar if pressed down. Next to it was a paper like substance that was apparently used for cleaning.

Using it seemed simple enough, and getting to the bathroom to use the potty wouldn’t be much of a challenge. Heck, the door never seemed to close just right, it always had to be shut manually to completely seal off the room. The only obstacle that had to be overcome for Sweetie Drops was finding a way onto the seat. The young earth pony knew that she didn’t come up to it enough to just sit on it like her parents did. And she doubted she could just jump up to it with how slippery the seat looked.

The answer soon came to the observant undercover agent in what was surely a stroke of genius. A well worn, wooden stool that had clearly seen better days. She mostly used it to brush her teeth before bed since it allowed her to look in her bathroom mirror. If the height boost was great enough to put her almost on level with her bathroom mirror if she stood on the very tips of her hooves, then it could surely elevate her enough to climb onto the seat. From there it would be a simple matter to do what needed to be done. And as an added bonus, the roar that came from the potty if that silver device was pressed would be certain to draw her parents to the scene. This time she would actually want to be discovered, because she would have something for them to discover.

And so the plan was set into motion. The operation would commence as soon as Bon Bon could find enough of a window of time to sneak to the bathroom undetected. A premature discovery would ruin everything.





Days went by after Bon Bon had finished collecting all the necessary intel, and her plan had been rehearsed in her head so much that she knew it by heart. Yet now it seemed fate was conspiring against her, because her parents were never leaving her long enough for her to have even a chance to sneak away.

But then suddenly, the chance came and the foal decided to seize on the rare opportunity she had been afforded! She was roused from her sleep sometime during the night, feeling a faint but now familiar urge (another part of her spy work had involved learning about the signals her body gave off when it was time to “go”) deep down inside her. Taking but a moment to adjust to the darkness, a friend to any special agent, Bon Bon used her incredible strength to rip her padding off completely, knowing that it would just get in the way and slow her down. She didn’t even care that her bottom was now exposed to the open air, it actually felt kind of liberating.

Squeezing her way through the wooden bars that held her captive, Bon Bon plopped to the ground and took off! “Special Agent Sweetie Drops Mission Log, starting… sometime at night,” She whispered to herself as she trotted along. “I’ve been woken from sleep to undergo the training and will report on the success of my attempt shortly. No sign of the enemy.”

From her bedroom, the foal crawled down the hallway to the bathroom. Just as she had smurized the door was open ajar, her ticket inside. Bon Bon did so, though her hopes for a quick trip were dashed upon discovering that the bathroom itself was dark too. Only the faint glow of a night light which was plugged into the wall between the sink and the toilet illuminated her surroundings at all, otherwise she would’ve had to abandon the mission. “I have entered the lair and about to climb onto the seat,” Bon Bon continued to whisper to herself. “It seems that somepony was here before me. Though who, I do not know.”

After pushing her step stool as close to the toilet as she could possibly hope to do, the young filly made her attempt. She was just able to grasp the edge of the toilet seat with her hooves. Not only was it slippery  and surprisingly cold, it was a lot bigger than she’d been expecting, sitting on the edge of the seat only meant that her rump wasn’t hovering over the opening above the bowl. She’d have to scoot back. Since the seat was very slippery, Bon Bon knew that she had to be careful. If she went too far, she would tumble into the waters below. She’d already taken a bath tonight, she didn’t need another.

Steadying herself, Sweetie Drops tried to move her rump back on the toilet seat. It was a task easier said than done when even the slightest movement felt like a battle not to slide off (either onto the floor or into the water), and it also didn’t help that the urge from earlier was now no longer faint. She’d been ignoring it for some time, which had allowed it to build up inside of her and grow stronger with each passing minute! She knew she didn’t have much time left before her body would operate entirely on auto-pilot! Would she make it in time?

The darkness did make it quite difficult to judge, but eventually Bon Bon was sure she could scoot back no longer without falling in. “I’ve assumed what I believe to be the proper position,” She declared even though no one could hear her. Not even the urge could snap her out of her imagined scenario. “I can only hope there’s nothing that my intel reports and recon missions failed to notice.” Only a minute or so after she had said this, Bon Bon felt her body’s natural instincts take over. Her tail hiked up, and the silence was broken as a series of quite audible splashes could be heard, to say nothing of the familiar smell. 

The little filly felt rather emboldened, but didn’t look down because the darkness made it impossible to see (and because she didn’t want to risk falling in). “The training appears to have been successful,” She announced aloud, though not too loud. “All that remains is to report to my superiors.” Then she tried to stand up to reach over to the handle she knew was there, but trying to move her hooves didn’t feel right. The slippery seat threatened to make her lose her balance! So rather than risk that outcome, Sweetie Drops slowly but carefully scooted across the seat until she was able to position herself next to the handle. The silver outline of it could just be made out in the dark. Reaching out with all her might, she pulled it down!

Without a warning, there was a loud roar as the bowl rumbled ominously beneath Bon Bon! She didn’t realize how hard she had pulled, as she found herself holding onto just the handle as she dangled above the bowl!

Suddenly, light flooded the bathroom! “Bon Bon!” Two familiar voices gasped as they rushed over, a pair of hooves quickly pulled the frightened foal off the toilet while another grabbed some of the paper substance and started to use it on her bottom.

“Mom! Dad!” Bon Bon declared as her earlier fright left her. “I did it! I have mastered potty training! I am ready for pull-ups.”

But the foal’s parents were not so impressed. “Bon Bon, you scared us half to death!” Her father lectured! “Do you have any idea what could’ve happened to you?”

“It’s great that you want to be a big pony and prove that you can do big pony things,” Her mother added. “But this is not how you show us that you’re ready to learn about the potty.”

“So, this means no more pull-ups?” Bon Bon asked, dismayed that her mission had not ended with the roaring success and praise for a job well done that she’d been expecting. She didn’t mean to scare her parents, she just wanted to prove to them that she was ready to be a big pony.

“Not yet, Bon Bon,” Her father said as he finished wiping his daughter clean and deposited the used rolls of paper into the toilet. “At least, not before your mother and I buy you a training potty. We can’t risk another scare like this. A training potty is acceptable for a foal your age, the big potty is not.” Upon hearing Bon Bon sigh, he and his wife looked at each other for a few seconds. Realizing now that Bon Bon had went to great lengths to try using the big potty, they decided that they might as well make it up to their daughter. 

Bon Bon was quite surprised when her father lifted her up and moved her closer to the silver handle. “Since you went in the big potty, why don’t you do the honor of flushing it?” He told his confused daughter. This made the foal smile. Despite having to hear it again, she could be able to see why the big potty made that loud roar since the bathroom light was on. So she reached out a hoof and pressed down the handle.

Bon Bon heard the loud roar once again as she looked down into the bowl. The water was spinning rapidly around and around. The young earth pony watched in amazement as it suddenly turned into a dizzying whirlpool which took the toilet paper, and sucked it down through a hole at the bottom of the bowl! After a few seconds, the water swirled down the drain and disappeared!

After having her hooves washed by her parents, Bon Bon was taken back to her bedroom and once she was tucked in, she fell fast asleep, dreaming about being a big pony and going on big pony missions.