Fluttershy eyes opened. She let out a silent yawn before she leaned her head in kissing Scootaloo on the forehead. In a harmonic voice she cooed, “Goodmorning Sunshine, did some pony sleep well?”
The young filly stretched around her mother’s embrace letting out a faint yawn of her own. She regained her coherent thought and spoke, “Yeah I-I…” the filly’s leg twitched confirming her fear, a small whimper escaped her mouth.
Fluttershy patted her daughter’s bottom, “She don’t you cry…”
Scootaloo’s eye shut as she leaned her head against Fluttershy’s chest, “Ahhh!” she sobbed, “I didn’t mean to! Th-this is so dumb! I-I’m so dumb!”
An empathetic tide washed over Fluttershy mind as she hugged the filly close again, “No you’re not. You just have a bedwetting problem. Lots of fillies have bedwetting problems at your age, even I had one.”
Disheartened Scootaloo spoke, “Yeah? How old were you?”
The older mare swallowed, “Umm… four.”
Defeated Scootaloo yelled into Fluttershy’s chest again. Her face flustered, she spoke saddened, “See! I’m seven, I shouldn’t be having accidents!”
Fluttershy kissed her baby on the forehead, “You don’t say that Scootaloo. I’m sure you’ll outgrow it. Now how about we get you cleaned up alright?”
Scootaloo’s expression sank, “Y-you’re going to change me?”
The older mare smiled, “Hehe! Of course silly, you’re my baby! We outta give you a bath though, a filly like you should feel as pretty as a princess.”
Scootaloo blushed. A part of always fought her feminine side but something about this moment made her feel like being a princess wasn’t such a bad thing.
“A-alright. I-if you’re keeping me in diapers can I wear something to cover them?” Scootaloo asked shyly.
Fluttershy held the filly close as she stood up and made her way off the bed and out of the room.
The older mare stared at her daughter, “So, when was the last time you have a bubble bath baby?”
Scootaloo shrugged, “I dunno…”
The two made their way into a small dark room. Fluttershy hit the light switch, it was a bathroom. Smiling she set her filly by the tub.
Scootaloo looked up at her caretaker confused, “Umm… are you gonna change me or should I um…”
The older Pegasus occupied herself with the bathtub’s faucet. She giggled at the child’s remark, “Hehe, sure you can strip yourself. I’ll take care of you dirty diaper alright? Just let me run the bath before I get too alright?”
The two pegasi carried on with their activities; Fluttershy checked the water multiple times with her hoof to make sure it was just right while Scootaloo ripped the diaper from off her hips.
Before the child had time to react a set of hoofs lifted her into a luck warm bath. Her body tensed a moment before coming relaxing. Weeks’ worth of dirt and toil faded from her coat as the water coursed through every individual hair.
The water in the tub was iced with a thick layer of bubbles that, when the filly sat down, met with her neck.
The caretaker pony intervened grabbing the shower head from the wall and let it shower gently over her daughter’s head. She poured shampoo on Scootaloo’s head and wipe it slowly back and forth making sure to cleanse the filly’s hair.
Scootaloo melted in the pool as she felt the gentle touch of her mother’s hoof caress her head. Against her better judgment, the filly let out a small whimper of comfort; that was her mistake.
Fluttershy grabbed a hoof full of bubbles and dabbed a bit of them on the filly’s nose, “Hehe, you’re too cute baby. Are you enjoying your bath?”
The younger filly blushed. Too calm to react she just smiled and nodded. She blew the bubbles off her nose and giggled a little bit, her mother did in kind.
In peace Scootaloo let her mother take over her body. She felt Fluttershy’s hoofs grace up and down her small figure; her body, her hoofs, nothing was in her own control. Lastly she felt her mother reached down.
Scootaloo jumped in alarment but Fluttershy calmed her with a kiss to the forehead. A wave of embracement splashed against the child as she felt her mother wash her most private area. She wanted to coward, but terror made it too hard to move out of place.
Fluttershy hummed softly as she continued washing every free space on Scootaloo’s body. Satisfied with her labor she pulled the tub’s drain which in time cleared all the water from around her child.
“Oh my!” Fluttershy said picking up the young filly from the tub, rapping her in a towel, “Scootaloo, you’re practically shaking. Is something the matter?”
Completely unbrazened by her caretaker’s words Scootaloo broke down in tears. She used her tiny hoofs to cover her face as she shook more uncontrollably, “W-why would y-ou do th-at?”
“Do what Sweetie?” Fluttershy said rubbing the towel around Scootaloo trying to absorb any and all water.
Scootaloo shook her head uncontrollably, “W-why did y-you t-touch me?!”
A blush came over Fluttershy’s face as she smirked, “Awh, cause you’re just a baby and you needed Mommy to clean you.”
“B-But I felt it a-and it felt f-un-ny!” the younger one yelled, nerves still frail.
Fluttershy made her way out of the bathroom being careful not mind her daughters comment. Stepping lightly on her hoofs, the older mare made it downstairs.
Scootaloo watched as her world melted around her. A flurry of shame and embracement flooded her thoughts and she didn’t know why. A part of wanted to leave but the infant inside of made her cling to her caretakers chest even tighter. Before she knew it she was being set on her back, underneath her lay a soft layer of foam padding.
Leaning over the child, the older mare grabbed into one of the table’s side compartments, “Awh baby! Aren’t you just the cutest filly?”
Scootaloo’s conscience caught up with her as she looked around the room, “W-we’re in the nursery? Huh?! W-where’s Rainbow? Did she leave? W-what are you doing with that…”
Fluttershy in her hoof held a filly’s diaper, “Why diapering you of course, you wouldn’t want you to have an accident now would we?”
“B-but I don’t wanna be treated like a baby anymore, I-I’m a big filly! Please don’t put that on me!”
Fluttershy smiled lifting up the child’s bottom, she slide the diaper underneath it before wrapping it around the child’s waist. A mischievous grin appeared on her face, “Awh, but you’re not Mommy! Mommy gets to make all the decisions for her princess!”
The younger filly tried to open her mouth but couldn’t conjure up the words. There was no denying the fact that Fluttershy was in this moment completely in control.
“A-alright Mommy… I-I love you” the filly meekly spoke.
The mother figure brought the child into a cradle; “Awh, you’re the cutest little foal” said kissing the filly on the forehead.
The nursery went silent for a brief time before it filled with the light crinkling noises of Scootaloo’s diaper. The two pegasi sat down on padded play mat beside the nursery’s changing table.
Tension was blatant in the air as Scootaloo broke away from her cradle deciding to instead lay in a small ball away from her friend.
“Is there something wrong Scootaloo?” Fluttershy asked as if she didn’t already know the answer.
Unable to conjure up her feelings the younger filly shook her head. How could such an innocent scene become so blatantly naughty? Did Fluttershy know what she was doing, or was this really just her own mind making up something that just couldn’t be true? These questions tore the young Pegasus apart, so she just lay there curled up in a ball.
Still concerned by her daughter’s emotional state Fluttershy trotted next to her. Forming a small shell around the filly, she spoke, “Now Scootaloo, you’re probably feeling weird about being diapered which is normal. But know that you’re just going to have to get used to this new life style alright?”
In false confirmation the filly nodded, the diapering wasn’t at all what she was concerned about, if anything it was helping right now.
In desperation to relive the obvious tension in the child’s mind, Flutterhshy made her way away from Scootaloo and into the bins and shutters of the nursery. Poking her head into one of the lockers the mare pulled out a nice article of clothing she’d been thinking about for a while now.
It was a cyan onesie with white hoofie bottoms and Rainbow Dash’s cutie mark at the flank, it was one of the designs Rarity did as part of their agreement before Scootaloo’s game. In all honesty she expected Scootaloo would much rather live her life as a baby; it was awful nice of Rarity to not say a word about her opinion. Rarity probably thought nothing of it after that day.
Now a bit eager to dress her child, Fluttershy scampered her way back over to the play mat. A grin on her face she cooed, “Come on baby, let mommy dress you. We wouldn’t want those little hoofs of yours getting cold now do we?”
Reluctantly the filly accepted Fluttershy’s offer. She hated every minute of it, it filled with shame to have an older pony dress her. Most ponies don’t even wear clothes, they’re more attended for formal occasions; and yet here she is.
Scootaloo kicked her hoofs a few times to get a feel for her new attire, it made her feel warm and numb all over. A part of her hated the way it felt and another one melt her melt on the spot.
Fluttershy looked in admiration of Scootaloo’s adorableness, the outfit fit perfect just like Rarity said it would!
“Why are you making me wear this Fluttershy? I-I don’t want to!” The filly yelled stomping her hoof indignantly on the ground below her. She repeated her action several times over reiterating the point that she didn’t want to do this anymore.
The older pegasus used her wings to flutter behind the young child, “Why is that?” The pegasus asked as she wrapped her hoofs around Scootaloo from behind.
The young filly blinked as if shocked by the very notion that anything that was going on should be going on, “Cause I’m a filly! I-I don’t wanna have accidents, and I don’t wanna be changed, and I don’t wanna be fed, a-and..” the filly broke into a flustered silence.
Soothingly as possible Fluttershy nuzzled the filly, “Awh baby! You’re rambling again, does somepony have a headache?”
“Ahh! You’re not listening!” Scootaloo yelled trying to break away from her hug. She looked down at the hoofs wrapped around her chest, “W-why won’t you listen?”
Fluttershy smiled kissing the base of Scootaloo’s neck, “Cause you’re a foal and foals can’t talk. Foals can however be embarrassed and some pony has the means to do that to you…”
Scootaloo frowned, “Y-You’re threatening me?”
A smirk appeared on Fluttershy’s lips as she picked up a pacifier from the ground and lounged in the filly’s mouth, “I’m not threating, but I will take needed action if need be. No foalmula though, I promise I won’t ever drug you that bad.”
The filly’s eyes bursted open, “drug you that bad… you’d drug me?”
The older mare shrugged, “Well, yeah. I won’t give you anything that will effect in the long term though, just ‘speed up the process’. Hopefully some little filly will comply now won’t she?”
Scootaloo cowared in place, Fluttershy had gone off the deep end – again. Although, maybe it was all a false threat? Maybe Fluttershy was just trying to make her feel smaller, or younger, or whatever.
Fluttershy inched around Scootaloo lying down in front of her. Smiling she looked her daughter in the face with a grin. She posed a question, “So my little filly, play with some stuffed animals while Mommy goes to look for Dashie?”
Being in no place to speak the Filly just nodded, “Mmmhmm…” she groaned trying hard not to blush anymore. So many feelings were coursing through the filly, a perfect mix between desperation for respect and desperation for comfort.
The older mare acted quickly gathering all sorts of stuffed animals from the nursery’s shelves and throwing them into the crib. Likewise she cradled her daughter in her arms over the railing of the foal’s bed, making sure to set her down gently. She made her way to the door before she heard the confused holler of her daughter.
Scootaloo sat up in the middle of the crib as she yelled, “W-wait, you’re just going to leave me here? In a crib all by myself? I-I can get out though you know?”
Fluttershy giggled yelling back, “Don’t worry Honey, I know you can’t fly.”
Those words hit Scootaloo low as she delved her head into the blankets and pillows of the crib. She didn’t know how to react to all of this, it was just too much, so she just sank herself further into the soft mattress and squeezed the nearest stuffed animal she could grab a hold of and cried.
Meanwhile the grown mare made her way up and down the stairs, though, and around the around the house. Rainbow Dash was nowhere to be seen, she must have left earlier or something.
The thought of being alone with her daughter passed through Fluttershy’s mind. Now that her daughter was alone in the nursery, she could spend some leisure time relaxing on the couch. But no, this was an opportune time to take a shower.
A grin appeared on the mare’s face before she dashed to the bathroom. The room went silent as the minutes turned near an hour.
A turn on the door knob opened Rainbow’s way into the house. She peeked her head in making sure the coast was clear, it most certainly was. She made her way to the nursery making sure not to make a sound, she closed the door behind herself.
“R-Rainbow?” Scootaloo sat up looking at her heroine with great amnesty, “Y-You’re here! P-please get me out of here!”
Concerned with everything that was going with the filly, the athletic pony asked, “Scoots, what happened here? Where’s your Mommy?”
Shyly the filly whimpered, “M-Mommy left me…” water formed in the corner of the filly’s eyes as she latched her arms tighter around her best friend.
Rainbow brought herself back to the surface of the nursery. Copying what she saw earlier, she wrapped one hoof around Scootaloo’s bottom and another on around her back. Slowly the pegasus bounced the filly in place a bit, “Awh Scoots, Well I’m here for you now and I promise I won’t leave you. Why are you acting so sad anyway, don’t you want to relax?”
Scootaloo blushed losing any confidence she had in her voice, “I-I… she made me… I don’t know…”
A thought rang through Rainbow’s mind as her tone of voice got more serious. She held the filly in front of her making their eye contact complete, “Scootaloo, did Fluttershy touch you?”
Scootaloo nodded, “Mmmhmm, she was cleaning me, and I felt her hoofs grace my flower, and I- I felt weird alright?”
Rainbow smirked, “Scootaloo, she has to wash you there. She doesn’t want you getting an infection or something…”
Scootaloo shook her head, “I-I dunno, it just felt funny and I’m afraid she’ll make me feel that way again…”
Rainbow hugged the child, “It’s alright Baby, I’ll make sure she doesn’t alright?”
Scootaloo cocked her head to the side, “H-how are you going to do that?”
Smiling Rainbow shook the saddle bag from off her back, “Just a hunch, I bought some such to teach Fluttershy some boundaries. Hehe, I think I need to show her how a mare should really take care of others.”
“Y-You’re going to tell Fluttershy how to babysit? Have you babysat before?” Scootaloo asked clearly still confused over her idol’s remarks.
The mare chuckled at the child’s remark,”Hehe, something like that Scootaloo, something tells me after tonight Fluttershy won’t be doing anything that’ll make you feel uncomfortable alright?”
Eagerly grinning, Scootaloo hugged unto her friend even tighter, “Oh Rainbow! Thank you, thank you, thank you!”
Rainbow kissed her friend’s ear, “Hehe, you’re a lovely little one recently. How bout’ I get you out of that diaper and w’ell go with Fluttershy to the park alright?”
Scootaloo smiled, “A-alright! J-just set me on the ground!”
Rainbow smiled extending her hoofs, setting the child on her little diapered rump. A small *squish* noise sounded which alarmed the older mare a bit. Still, she helped Scootaloo lay unto her back and get into a comfortable position.
Like before, Scootaloo had her friend help her out of the onesie. Rainbow unbutton the onesie’s crouch but lifted her hoofs as she found her friend was more than capable of undressing herself.
Once Scootaloo had fully undressed herself, Rainbow made quick work to toss the balled up onesie to the side.
Feeling safe in the hands of her friend, Scootaloo sprawled her limbs in all four directions fully exposing her diaper and chest.
She blushed slightly as she felt the hoof’s of her friend gripping the tabs of her diaper. It didn’t matter though, she trusted Rainbow.
Rainbow looked away as she ripped the back tabs of the diaper away from the front. She grabbed her friend’s legs and pulled the diaper from underneath her. It was plain as day to see that her friend had wet herself.
Making sure not to dash Scootaloo’s confidence she smirked, “Hehe, somepony didn’t make it to the potty…”
A small bit of shame filled the child’s face as she tried to make an argument, “I-I just got really scared and I umm…”
“Woah, woah, woah! Scootaloo, it’s alright. I know you were in no circumstances to be using the bathroom. You just relax, it happens to the best of us.” The rainbow maned mare chuckled as she balled the diaper into a sanitary package.
Scootaloo blushed, “Hehe, yeah…” a smile appeared on her face, “thanks Rainbow Dash...”
Rainbow helped the filly to her feet, “No problem, now I want you to go over to the changing table and get yourself cleaned up. You’re bottom is still all powdery where there isn’t pee.”
“Right!” Scootaloo said before dashing over to her destination.
Rainbow wanting to give her friend some privacy made her way through the nursery and eventually into the living room. There Fluttershy was waiting drying her mane by the couch…