“Hey Inky? Have you ever wondered what it’d be like to be changed back into a foal?’
“Why would you ask, Allie?” Ink asks, having been like a big brother to Allie since her parents died when she was a filly. Her only living relative, Fluttershy, took her in and raised her with kindness.
“What?!” I say, snapping out of the daydream. I begin to blush, realizing what I just said. “Um… no reason! Really!” I say with a forced chuckle, obviously hiding something.
“What are you not telling me, Alliecakes?” I ask as I nuzzle you, only making you blush more.
“Uh… well, um… I keep having this... dream. In the dream, I’m a filly again, but differently than the first time around, somehow… like everything is more… perfect. But then again, it *is* a dream, so I guess that’s normal.”
“I think you'd be adorable as a filly dear.” I chuckle,
I blush even more, and say “Thanks Inky. But I have this… problem: every time I have this dream, in it I do… ‘foalish stuff’.”
“Foalish stuff?” I ask “Like diapers and bottles?”
“Well, yeah… But that’s not what I mean. It more along the lines of ‘what diapers are for’...”
“Well, regardless if you use the diapers, i think you'd be adorable in them.”
“Thanks, but the problem isn’t what happens *in* the dream… It’s what happens in reality. Or rather, the fact that the dream… carries over into reality.” I say, getting quieter and quieter as I do.
“Can you please be less vague, Allie? I’ve known you since we were both kids. I’m not going to judge you. You can trust me.”
“... I wet the bed whenever i have the dream. It wouldn’t be so bad, except Fluttershy noticed how much I was washing my bedding, so she… she…” I say, struggling to finish my sentence.
“Diapers at night?” I ask, finishing your sentence.
My eyes got wide as you spoke the words. “...Yes.”
“Well, at least you don’t have to clean up. So whats the major problem?” I ask
“Well, at first it was really embarrassing… but now… I… like them… a lot.”
“Maybe you will have to sleep over tonight then.” I joke, nuzzling your blushing face.
“Um… ok. I’d like that.” I say, blushing more at the thought of somebody other than Fluttershy seeing me in diapers again.
“And dont worry, it wont be that weird… you *are* my little sister after all.” I laugh.
“Hehehe… yeah.” I say blushing deeper still.
“So, you want to go get whatever supplies you need and tell fluttershy that you're staying with me? Its getting pretty late, and id rather not have my little sister walking to my house in the dark, especially since my house is all the way across town from her place.”
“Yeah, I’ll do that… You do know I’m 18, right?” I say joking.
“I know but your birthday was yesterday, youre growing up so fast. Youre never going to stop being my little sister… I practically raised you like my own child.”
“Ok, *daddy*!” I say, laughing. “Ok Inky. Well, I’m gonna go get my stuff then. I’ll be over in a little while.” I say as I stand up and stretch. I walk to Fluttershy’s cottage.
“Cousin? Are you here?” I call through the house for Fluttershy as I walk to my room.
“Allie, are you home? I’m in the kitchen.” Fluttershy calls from another room.
“Ok. Um… Ink invited me to sleep over at his place tonight.” I say, rather hastily. Before I knew it, Fluttershy was standing in my doorway.
“Just because you're not sleeping in my house doesn't mean you get to not wear your diapers tonight. I'll bet Ink doesn't want his beds to be wet in the morning.”
“I… I know. I told him about them.” I say, trying to remain audible.
“All right, I want you to check in in the morning. Do you understand?” She asks
“Yes, Fluttershy. I will.” I say, as I put the diapers in my bag last and zip it up.
“Dont forget your pacifier.” She says, holding it out in her wing. “You know what happens when you get nervous, and i have a feeling being around somepony else you will get very nervous.”
I sigh, eyes to the floor as I walk past her, taking it from her with my wing. “Shanksh, cousin.” I say half-heartedly, with bag clutched in my teeth.
I leave the cottage, taking a shortcut to get to Ink’s a bit faster. I walk down the lightly-trodden path through the woods, and trip over a root sticking out of the ground, dropping my bag in a patch of flowers. I stand back up and shake the dirt out of my coat, then grab the handles of my bag with my teeth again, grabbing some of the flowers in my mouth with it. ‘Mmmm… those flowers taste so sweet! I wonder what kind they are?’ I think to myself as I come to the exit of the woods. … I get to your door, and knock with my hoof. *knock knock knock*
I open the door to see you standing there. “Well, I was expecting you a little later, but its good that you’re here.” I chuckle as I lead you in.
“Yeah. I took a shortcut through the woods. I tripped over a root and dropped my bag, but I’m fine. No biggie.” I say, sounding a bit like Rainbow-Dash at the end. “So then, it’s not quite dark out; what do you wanna do until bedti-- *ahem* until we call it a night?” I say, correcting myself, trying not to sound like a kid who still has a set bedtime, even though Fluttershy insists on one.
“Well, first, we should probably get the little filly a bath.” I smile. I grab the bag from you, and set it aside. I then lead you into the bathroom, nudging you in.
“Hey! I’m not a filly!” I exclaim, starting to blush again.
“But you are… You’re my little sister, and i need to make sure my little sister is taken care of, which means a bath before dinner.” I chuckle, as I close the door behind me.
“Jeez… that’s what Fluttershy does, too. I think it would make more sense to take a bath after dinner, because then there are less chances of getting mess-- dirty again.”
“Dont worry dear, I’m not too worried about you getting messy at dinner.” I smile as I start the bath water.
“*grumble* Oh, alright. If you *want* to give me a bath, then I suppose I can go along with it.”
The bath fills to the top as i shut it off. “Alright allie, hop in.” I say, nudging you closer to the tub.
“Ok, ok. No need to push.” I get into the tub. “Ooh! That’s warmer than I expected!” I exclaim as my sensitive parts submerge.
“Alright, now i know i don't want you too embarassed. So I’ll let you clean yourself up. There’s a towel here. Come on out into the kitchen when you're ready.” I chuckle, then before I leave, I add. “Just don’t leave daddy waiting, alright?” I shut the door and head back where I left your bag, having only a limited time before you’re done. I lay one of the diapers on the bed, and carry the bag with the rest of the items I needed into the kitchen, as I prepare dinner for you.
As I wash up, my head starts feeling cloudy and dizzy, but I shake it off and continue with my bath. A few minutes later, I’m all clean and refreshed. I grab the towel and dry off. I look in the mirror for a few vain glances at myself in a towel, before chuckling at my silliness. I finish up in the bathroom by hanging up the towel and draining the tub. I walk into the bedroom where I’m sleeping, and see the diaper on my bed. I begin blushing at the sight, realizing that Ink had gone through my stuff, and that means that he also saw my pacifier, which I hadn’t mentioned. I begin getting nervous, and then it turns to panic when I can’t find my bag. I run from the room to the kitchen to ask you if you put my bag somewhere. “Inky? Did you, um, do something with my bag?”
“Yes Allie, I have it here… You hungry?” I ask, smiling as i'm looking in the fridge, motioning towards the bag sitting next to me.
I immediately began rummaging through my bag, looking desperately for my pacifier, finally finding it. I pop it in my mouth and start suckling on it, calming down quickly. I then remember that I hadn’t told you about it, and as I go to take it out to keep you from seeing it, you turn around. I begin hyperventilating and blushing.
“Calm down, I already know about it.” I say, slowly taking the pacifier out of your mouth. “Now, are you hungry?” I ask.
Left virtually speechless, I say “...I ...Um… yeah.”
“Good.” I chuckle as I exit the fridge, and hold my wing out, holding a baby bottle full of milk.
“Um… What are you doing? Is this some kind of joke? Did Fluttershy put you up to this?!” I say angrily, tears forming in my eyes.
“I'm just trying to take care of my little sister. I mean, you've been through so much, just let me do everything.” I smile, as I nudge you into your bedroom.
The anger now leaving my voice, I say “But… I’m a big girl. I can do things, too.” The tears now trailing down my cheeks, remoistening my freshly washed coat.
“I know you’re a big girl, but just for tonight…. for old times sakes?” I ask, as i lay you on your back on the bed, your flank laying perfectly on the diaper.
“But… but I… don’t want… ohhh…” The tears started flowing more consistently now, more because of embarrassment than sadness. Honestly, it’s refreshing to be cared for like this by somepony other than Fluttershy, but the fact that that somepony else is somepony I have feelings for makes it rather embarrassing.
“Shh. Don’t be embarrassed, Allie. Just go ahead and drink your bottle and let me get your nighttime diaper on you.” I say, as i use my wings to begin diapering you.
I lay there, eyes closed as you diaper me, wishing it could be done faster.
“There, all better. Now doesn't that feel better?” I say, patting your diaper.
“No, but at least it’s done and over with. *chuckle* I probably won’t even use-- NEED it.” I say, correcting myself, then blushing harder at my own words.
“Well, that’s the hope here, but its there just to be safe.” I smile, as i help her onto her belly. To her surprise, the diaper is much thicker than one of her normal nighttime diapers.
“Huh?” I say, noticing that it’s more difficult to walk in this diaper than my usual kind. “This… isn’t the kind I brought with me…?” I say with a tone of confusion.
“Can i tell you a secret Allie?”
“Of course, Inky. I already told you mine.”
“I’ve been wanting to treat you like my own filly since we were kids…I've always had feelings for you… I mean, i'm almost 8 years older. I’ve always wanted to make sure you were brought up well. Its why I tried convincing you to move in with me when I got my own place. Fluttershy said it wasn't for the best. Thats why I jumped at this chance.”
My eyes get wider as you speak. “...I… I’ve had feelings… for you… as well. *gulp* I was hesitant when you asked me to spend the night, because I didn’t want to be seen like this, let alone have you have to do this. But I had no idea that you felt this way about me…” My words trailing off as you bring the bottle to my lips again.
“Shh… you’d be surprised, Allie.” I say, sticking the bottle back into your mouth and watching you suck on it a bit before continuing. “I’ve known about your bedwetting since a couple days after you started. Fluttershy actually came to me about what to do. I’m the one who suggested it.”
As you speak, my eyes get wide again, then I push the bottle away and say “Wha--?”
“Shh, dont speak, just drink.” I say, sticking it back in your mouth. “I assumed it would help you, and it has… you haven’t had to clean up after yourself as much, and you got to learn my secret… so it has worked out, hasn't it? I ask, expecting her to nod.
After thinking about it for a moment in it’s entirety, I slowly nod a content nod, as I snuggle closer to you.
“So, how about, the rest of the night, you just let me help you, and we can have a fun night?” I ask.
“Mm-hmm.” I say without taking the bottle out of my mouth.
I simply smile, as i grab a cloud on a string in the corner of the room and I bring it to the floor. “Hop on, Alliecakes.”
I get on the cloud and await what you have in mind next.
I simply smile. “All comfy?” i ask, noticing her bottle is all gone. “Such a good little filly for finishing all of your milk!” I praise, as i take the bottle and replace it with her pacifier.
I smile, and say “Shanks, Inky… Daddy.”
“So, we have a good hour before its my little filly’s bedtime; what would you like to do?” I ask.
“Cud we go fuh a walk?”
“You want to go outside for a walk? With a diaper on, are you sure?” I ask.
“Oh… I forgot; it’s not Fwuttershy’s cottage. Nevuhmind” My head starts feeling fuzzy again, and my vision gets slightly blurry.
I watch as your eyes look sleepy, mistaking it as a sign that you’re tired. “How about we get you to bed, I know a filly that looks sleepy.” I chuckle, as i help you lay in the bed, and cover you up with the blankets.
“Huh? I not sweepy--tir--oh, nevuhmind. I’m not, though.” I say, rubbing my eyes in an attempt to make my vision deblur.
I pull a light pink sheet out from your bag. “Does my little filly want her blankie?” I ask, trying to embarrass you a little.
I cutely pull the blankets up to cover part of my face, then slowly nod my head.
I smile as I get in bed next to you, underneath the covers, and hand you the blanket.
I take the blanket, then wrap my arms around you, snuggling into your chest
I smile as i look into your face. Just as your eyes flutter closed i whisper to you. “Good night, my little filly.” I kiss your forehead, which is followed by light snoring. Soon enough, I follow you into the deep abyss of sleep.
“...Well, well, well. If it isn’t little Allie Astra. How’s ‘daddy dearest’ treating you, Hmmmm?”
I try to say ‘Who’s there?’, but instead it came out as unintelligible foal-speak.
“Hmm? Oh, why it’s me… Discord. Who else would it be? Luna? *phbtttt* Not hardly. Not in this kind of dream, anyway. You see, you ate my flowers, and I was growing those ones specifically for… somepony else. They were Emerald Poison Jokes, you see. My own variety, with a specific purpose: for those days that I what to feel like a daddy again, and I want to have a quaint little duo of ‘royal sisters’ to look after… But you kindly *RUINED* that dream of mine. Do you realize that I made those start growing while I was still a statue in the royal courtyard?! Do you have any idea how hard it is to do… *anything* when you’re made of stone?! No, of course you don’t; you’ve never been stone… and with my luck, you never will. Anywho, since you ate those flowers, now *you* get be the one that gets looked after. *scoff* Like it’s any different than your normal life; now it’s just easier for whichever pony it is that watches you.”
“Huh?!” I say in response to his last sentence.
“Oh-ho-ho, you’ll understand soon enough. Toodle-loo now.” He says.
He then drifts away into the endless distance of the surrounding blackness, leaving me completely alone.
Scared of being alone, I begin sobbing, then my sobs turn into cries, then it turns into full blown wailing, until you wake me up soon after.
As I dream, I begin to shrink, losing year after year, until I get down to about 7 years old. Throughout the night, I was rustling in my sleep, held in place only by your warm embrace through the night. Close to the end of the dream, it began carrying over to reality; I begin to sob, then cry, then wail, waking you up.
My eyes pop awake to a scream. I look over at you to find a small lump underneath a bright pink blanket. I fear for the worst and remove the blanket, to reveal a small filly, no older than 7 years old, with a pacifier in her mouth and wearing the same diaper I put on you last night, just smaller and more fitting. It had to have been you, unless you were playing a prank on me. The only way to find out was to wake up the filly. I lightly shook the white pegasus filly awake.
I wake up, still crying, the source of my sorrow having faded from my mind, leaving behind an deep lonely feeling.
I hold the crying filly close and tight, as my warm embrace helps you to calm down. As I hear you stop crying, I simply ask one thing. "Allie?"
“Mm-hmm.” I say, then take the pacifier out of my mouth and say “Who else would it be?”
"Oh dear. Are you ok?" I ask, carefully holding her at hooves distance. "When I said I wanted to take care of my little filly, this is not what I meant... This is not my doing, just for reference." I say, not wanting her to freak out at me, not realizing she hasn’t figured out that she’s physically a filly.
“Huh?! Whaddiyamean?” I ask
I cringe. "Now, don’t freak out alright?" I ask, as i lift her over the comforter of the bed, and set her so she’s looking into my standing mirror in the corner. "Youre.... Um.... A filly." I say. "The good news is, you stayed dr--" I’m interrupted by screaming and a faint hissing.
“WHAT THE BUCK?! What in Tartarus happen--?!”
"Allie Astra!" I yell, interrupting. "Language!" I scold her.
I duck my head into my shoulders, cringing as you yell at me, tearing up slightly.
"I’m sorry for yelling dear, but fillies do not use that kind of language... no matter what age they THINK they are. Now, could this have something to do with that dream you’ve been having? Do you remember anything about last night’s dream?"
“But… I’m not a filly! I’m 18 years old!" I complain.
"Not physically you’re not, and until we figure out what happened and how to turn you back, you look no older than 7." I say. “Seriously though; do you remember anything about last night’s dream?"
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“Um… I remember that… it wasn’t the same dream as normal. It was a nightmare, but Luna didn’t come… like something was keeping her from helping… I remember something about… flowers.” I say, struggling to remember. As I think about it, I feel a dull pain at the back of my head.
"Well, until we figure out what happened, this is going to be the new normal Alliecakes. And I think I know one filly who would probably like to get out of that diaper." I chuckle.
I look down and see my diaper sagging severely, the warmth of my recent accident squishing against my flank. I blush, having forgot that I was wearing one entirely. “Y-yes, please.” I say, looking away from you, trying to hide my shame.
"You’re just lucky whatever happened didn't turn you into a foal. I won’t make you wear diapers during the day. Now then, who’s hungry for breakfast?" I say, un-taping her diaper and tossing it, making sure to wipe her off first.
“I am! ... OH NO! Fluttershy told me to check in in the morning! What is she gonna say?!” I say, panicking as I fumble around for my pacifier so I can quell my nervousness.
"Knowing Flutters, she will most likely just freak over at how cute you are, like she did to that dragon.. Spike, I think was his name. How about this, the mailpony will be here soon; I’ll ask her to tell Flutters to come by later. That sound good?" I ask, I notice her fumbling and I find her pacifier. "Looking for this, princess?" I ask, holding it up in my wing as I hold it up to her muzzle.
I open my mouth to let it in, then I start suckling on it frantically. After a moment of suckling, I started to worry worse, as it’s uncommon for me to still be nervous for this long. I look at you with tears forming in my eyes, unable to communicate what I need.
I notice you continuing to freak out, and I hug you tight, letting you cry out as much as you need. Finally, as the sobbing stops, I look down at you. "All better, dear?" I ask, simply smiling as you nod. "How about you let Daddy worry about everything alright? You just enjoy yourself. Sound like a plan?"
“Mm-hmm.” I say, my mane looking all frazzled and tangled.
"Speaking of taking care of everything, your mane is a mess... How about you let Daddy brush it for you?" I ask, grabbing a brush off my nightstand with my wing.
I nod as I lay down on my belly.
"Now, this may hurt a little, your mane is all tangled, so i have to untangle it. Just try not to move... If it hurts too much, just chew on your pacifier alright?" I ask, beginning to brush it.
“Ish ok. I’m yoosh to--OW!” I exclaim, my sense of pain much more sensitive now.
After a couple minutes, I'm finally done brushing your mane, and it looks presentable enough that I smile. "Now, how about that breakfast? There is a bowl of oats waiting downstairs with your name on it."
“Ooh!” I squee, then jump off the bed and try running downstairs to the kitchen, but not before you pick me up.
"Not so fast, little filly." I say, lifting you on my back as I trot down the stairs. "You could get hurt dear." I say, carrying her into the kitchen
“*sigh* Yeah, you’re right. I need to be careful; I’m not as coordinated as I was before.” I say.
"It’s good that you're aware, Alliecakes... Now, i was going to save it for this morning after you woke up, and technically, this is that time, but..." I set Allie in a plastic chair, setting a tray over her.
“Huh?! Hey! I don’t need this!” I whine, struggling to escape the chair, and failing miserably to do so before finally succumbing to defeat. “*defeated sigh* Are you gonna feed me, too?” I say, resting my head on my hooves while looking at you in an oddly cute and pitiful way.
"The question is, do you want me to feed you? The only reason you're in this is because you're too small for a big filly chair." I nuzzle her now small face. I set the bowl of oats on the tray. "If you think you can feed yourself, feel free. If not, im here to help, Princess."
“Oh… Ok. Thanks, Inky.” I pick up the spoon up with my wing, scoop up a bite of oats, and bring it to my mouth. After swallowing, I say “See? No sweat.” I continue eating with no problems, until I get about quarter of the way done, and as I bring the food to my mouth, some of it falls on my coat. “Oops.” I say, looking at it. I go back to eating, and again, some more falls on my coat. “Oh man!” I whine, getting a little nervous at my inability to even feed myself properly. As I keep trying to feed myself, more and more keeps falling off of the spoon, making me more and more nervous, causing me to more jittery with each accident. After about the fifth time of dropping food on myself, I set the spoon down, and exclaim “I don’t like this!” I look at you with a look of exasperation and on the verge of tears. “Inky? Can you please... help me to… *deep sigh* Can you please... feed me?”
“Sure, princess. You’re such a BIG girl for admitting you need help.” I joke, as i fill a spoon and hold it in front of her muzzle.
I blush as I half-heartedly smile at your joke, then open my mouth to let the food in.
I simply smile more, as i continue to feed her. “Good girl! You ate all of the food!” I exclaim.
I smile, then say “Um… Can I get out of the foal chair now?”
“I guess you could, but don't you want dessert?” I ask.
My eyes light up with curiosity. “Dessert?!” The foal-like wonder now showing throughout my demeanor. “What is it?!” I ask anxiously.
“Oh, nothing spectacular… only chocolate pudding.” I say casually
I smile brightly. “*gasp* That’s one of my favorites!” At this point, my actions make it seem as though I was meant to be this age.
“You’re really enjoying being a filly, aren't you?” I ask, smiling as I pull a pack of chocolate pudding out of the fridge.
I pause for a moment to think about how I’m acting, then say “...Yeah... I guess I am. Huh.”
Just then, the doorbell rings. “Hmm, I wonder...” I say. Before i finish, Fluttershy walks into the kitchen.
“What happened to Allie?!” Fluttershy asks, not seeing Allie in the highchair.
As I hear Fluttershy’s voice, I whisper to myself “*gasp* Oh no! Not yet! I’m not ready!” shrinking down into the chair, as though trying not to be noticeable.
“I don’t know how to explain this…. so I’ll have to show you.” I say, moving out of the way to show off Allie.
“That…. that…. SO ADORABLE!!” She squees.
The feeling I expected to experience was one of dread and discomfort in the pit of my stomach. Instead, what I felt was one of surprise, as Fluttershy’s reaction was not as I expected it to be. As she squeed over my current condition, a warm fuzzy feeling arose from deep within me. To further my surprise, an urge to be held by her caused me to hold my arms out towards her, beckoning her to pick me up. “Mommy!” ‘Mommy?!’ I think to myself. ‘I don’t call her Mommy! She’s *not* Mommy! She’s my cousin! Why’d I call her Mommy?!’ As I rack my brain to find answers, she picks me up and cradles me close in a very motherly fashion, then I think ‘Oh.This is why.’ Ever since Fluttershy took me in, she treated me with love and kindness, raising me as one orphan cares for her younger sister. But still, something was missing; a motherly touch, caress or anything of the sort. So, this sudden motherly reaction from her is unexpected, and well-received.
“Oooh! You’re soooo cute, Allie!” Fluttershy gushes, holding Allie like a baby in her arms, nuzzling Allie’s face with her own. She then turns to you and says “How’d she get like this?”
“She said something about having an odd dream.”
“Yes, she always seems to have a peculiar dream, in which she’s a filly again. Nowadays, she doesn’t even have to tell me the nights she has it, because whenever her diaper is wet when I change her in the morning, it means she’s had the dream.” Fluttershy says.
“Um… it was a diffwent dweam dis time. Ooh! And on da way here, I dwopped my bag in a patch of gween fwowers, and when I picked it up, I ate some of ‘em. They tasted sooo sweet!” I exclaim.
“Oh? Green flowers? Where did all this happen?” Fluttershy asks Allie.
“It all happened on da way here! I took da short...cut… dat you tell me...not to take.” My voice getting quieter as I speak, as I unintentionally confess to going against Fluttershy’s instructions.
“Mm-hmm.” Fluttershy says flatly. “And this is why I tell you to do the things that I say, Allie; for your own protection.”
“But I--” I start to say, but then Fluttershy puts my pacifier in my mouth, effectively silencing me.
“As for the Green Flowers, I’ll go talk to Twilight and Zecora. I’m sure one of them knows something about it.” Fluttershy hands Allie to Ink gently, before walking out the door on a mission to find a way to set this straight.
I look up into your eyes, then cutely snuggle my face into your chest while suckling on my pacifier.
“Don’t worry, Fluttershy will figure this out. Until then, I think she wants you to stay with me.” I chuckle, smiling as I hold her in my hooves.
I simply smile and curl up against you even tighter. “I’m good wif dat… Daddy.”
“So… what would you like to do?” I ask, holding her in my hooves. “I have some ideas, but I can let my little filly decide.”
I think about it for a moment, then say.“Well... we *could* go for a walk now; now that I’m actuawwy a filly, nopony will tink it’s me.”
“Thats good, because you’re too adorable to hide.” I smile, as i set her on my back.
“Yay!” I exclaim, smiling cutely. “So… where are we goin’?”
“I was thinking we could go back to the park.”
“That sounds like fun. Ooh! I could show you the shortcut I take, and I could find some of dos those fwowers so Fwuttershy can find a cure for dis pwobwem easier.” I say excitedly.
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“Just dont start eating them alright?”