//------------------------------// // A Mother's 'Comfort' // Story: Foal For A Day // by SuperPinkBrony12 //------------------------------// Diamond surprisingly didn’t have any trouble falling asleep, despite everything that had happened to her in the past several hours. She didn’t wake up until the rays of Celestia’s sun poked their way through the blinds, and into her bedroom. Groaning, Tiara instinctively put a hoof to her eyes to block out the harsh glare. Was it her imagination, or did everything seem much bigger all of a sudden? “My eyes must be playing tricks on me because of the sunlight,” She thought to herself. “Whoever heard of a pony shrinking overnight?” That thought got a good laugh out of her, but the urge to laugh soon faded once Tiara’s eyes had fully adjusted to the bright sunlight. Everything was bigger, and the pink filly’s entire body seemed much smaller, almost foal sized! Something was definitely wrong! To make matters even worse, Diamond noticed that both sides of her bed had huge guard rails, essentially turning it into a crib! Heck, hanging over the spot where Diamond’s pillow rested, was a large mobile depicting stars and Luna’s moon. But what she saw next truly made her fur crawl! Directly across from her ‘crib’ was a large changing table, fully stocked with foal wipes, powder, rash cream, and of course packs of diapers. These weren’t the “Silly Filly” kind that Tiara had worn yesterday though, the diapers seemed like they were made specifically for a foal, an un-potty trained one at that! Normally, Diamond wasn’t one to panic. Even in the worst of situations, she at least tried to stay calm. It was all she could do to keep herself from going crazy, throughout the years of putting up with her mother’s constant yelling and lectures. But this was a situation where staying cool was not an option! Shrinking down to the size of a foal, and waking up to find your bedroom converted into a giant nursery was the kind of situation that would make even the most collected of ponies freak out. “Dada!” Diamond cried out, before she remembered her father was not around. Fortunately, somepony else heard her cry for help, if the turning of her bedroom doorknob was any indication. The pony that entered the room though, was the last pony Tiara wanted to see in her present diminutive state. “Good morning, my little Diamond. Did Mommy’s little princess sleep well last night? Yes she did, yes she did!” Spoiled Rich cooed in an exaggerated tone, as she bent down to her daughter’s level. “Mother! What’s wrong with me?! Why am I stuck like this?! What did you do to me?!” Tiara demanded, but all that came out of her mouth was “Mama.” followed by a series of incoherent gurgles. “Have I regressed so much that Mother can’t even understand me?” she thought, panic stricken. “Or did whatever that caused all of this also affect my ability to speak?” “I’ll bet Mommy’s special little filly wants to know how she ended up this way, and why she’s sleeping in a giant nursery?” Spoiled asked, continuing her patronizing tone while lowering the guard rails on Diamond’s ‘crib’ and scooping her up with no effort whatsoever. “Well, you have me to thank for it, darling.” Spoiled explained, dropping her exaggerated cooing voice. “I should’ve known! This whole thing was a set-up to regress me!” Tiara thought, mentally kicking herself for not realizing this sooner. Since when did her mother ever do anything without some sort of underlying motive?! Even encouraging the pink filly to run for ‘Student Pony President’ was more to further Spoiled’s own image, rather than her daughter’s. “It was so simple, really,” her mother boasted, displaying a fiendish smile. “All I had to do was put on an act of innocence and concern until Filthy left. Then, it was just a matter of keeping up the act all day long to keep you in the dark. Mommy had to pay quite a bit of money for the magic formula that she slipped into your bottle, but it was worth it. Now, you’re nothing but a helpless little foal, free for me to mold into whatever I want. I gave you too much freedom the first time I raised you, but Mommy promises she won’t make that mistake again!” “Just wait until Father finds out about this! You won’t be smiling then!” Diamond said angrily, kicking her tiny little legs in protest. But just like before, all that came out of her mouth was “Dada.” and then nothing but unintelligible gibberish. As if she knew what Tiara had said, Spoiled chuckled wickedly. “Don’t think Daddy’s going to come and save you either, like he’s always done before. I’ve bribed Randolph a year’s wages to keep Filthy in the dark, and make sure he doesn’t interfere with my plans. You shouldn’t have forced him to do all those acrobatics, as he was more than happy to oblige. I have such wonderful things in store for you...” Spoiled then placed her shrunken daughter on the padded surface of the changing table, letting her kick her legs and flail her puny hooves to her heart’s content. “This can’t be happening!” Diamond thought anxiously to herself. “Even if I’ve done some pretty horrible things in the past, I don’t deserve this! It’s like my worst fears brought to life!” Tiara’s thoughts were suddenly interrupted when her mother shoved a hot pink colored pacifier in her mouth. “This should help drain away your will to resist,” Spoiled said with a fiendish laugh. “Quite soon, you’ll be Mommy’s obedient little girl again, and there’s nothing anypony can do to stop it! You will learn how to properly behave like a rich pony, not like those low-lifes you foolishly chose to befriend. And the best part is, when this is over, Randolph and I will be the only ones who will know of your past life. We’ll make sure to keep it that way, too.” Tiara tried to spit out the pacifier, and muster up enough strength to buck her mother on the nose. Instead, she found her body disobeying what her mind wanted to do. Much to Diamond’s horror, she started to suck on the pacifier! And as she did, she could feel its magical brainwashing properties slowly working their way into her mind, erasing all but her most basic of memories! “Noooooooooo!” she screamed, only for the word to die on her tongue... Diamond’s eyes fluttered open, and she woke up in a cold sweat, panting heavily. When her eyes had adjusted to the darkness, she saw that everything was back to normal. It had all been just a bad dream. “Oh thank goodness.” She thought to herself, breathing a sigh of relief. Then, suddenly, a rather foul smell reached her nostrils. “Phew,” Tiara remarked to herself. “Something really stinks in here! Randolph probably forgot to open the window again. That useless old butler...” But as Diamond moved to sit up, she felt something mushy press up against her backside. Now that she’d thought about it, the smell reminded the filly an awful lot of methane. “No, it couldn’t be! Could it?!” She thought nervously to herself, as she moved one trembling hoof to the back of her pajamas and pressed the area where her diaper was dampest. The uncomfortable sensation was felt once again, alongside a fairly audible squishing sound. To make matters worse, Diamond noticed a damp patch on the front of her diaper. It was now that she remembered… she’d forgotten her nightly trip to the toilet before bed. Whoops. Tiara couldn’t stop herself from crying, she’d had an accident in her diaper like a little foal. “But I’m a big pony,” she thought to herself in between sobs. “Big ponies don’t wet and mess themselves like a two year old. Besides, I haven’t had an accident in years!” Then her thoughts turned to her mother. “If she finds out about this, she’s sure to punish me! She’ll probably give me a good spanking! Or make me clean myself up!” She briefly considered possibly trying to sneak out of her bedroom, find Randolph, and ask him to change her, but she quickly ruled it out. “I’m not walking about in this used diaper! Mother is sure to find out if I do, and she’ll make my punishment even worse!” Diamond continued to sob, even as the door to her bedroom began to open. At this point, she didn’t really care who walked in on her like this. All she knew was that sooner or later her mother would find out, and she would be in big trouble. “Is everything alright, my little jewel?” Spoiled called softly, turning on the light. It was a rhetorical question, she could smell the source of her daughter’s distress from afar, yet strangely enough it didn’t bother her as much as she thought it would. “Why am I not flinching even the slightest at the fact that my daughter has soiled herself?” she thought. “It’s been years since she last did this, and I’m glad she stopped doing so... Dear Celestia, that smell is horrible! Good thing I know exactly what to do...” “N-no.” Tiara weakly stuttered, and that was all she could bring herself to say. She just shut her eyes, and braced herself for the inevitable lecture and declaration of punishment that was sure to come from her mother at any second. But to Diamond’s great surprise, Spoiled didn’t respond with harsh words or yelling. In fact, for a few minutes she didn’t say anything. She just approached her daughter’s bed, and carefully lowered herself down until she was at the filly’s level. “Look at me,” Spoiled said softly, but Tiara didn’t obey (she was too frightened about the possible punishments her mother was devising, and refused to open her eyes). That caused Spoiled to lose control, she never was a patient mare and waking up in the middle of night only made things worse. “Diamond Dazzle Tiara, look at me this instant!” she demanded quite sternly. With great hesitation, Diamond opened her eyes and looked at her mother. Much to her surprise, Spoiled didn’t seem to be angry or on the verge of exploding at all. For the first time in her life, Tiara could swear her mother appeared to be completely relaxed. This had to be another dream, and yet it all felt so real. “I-I had an accident in my diaper...” she slowly and nervously confessed, all the while preparing herself for what was inevitably to follow. “I noticed.” Spoiled commented bluntly, but said nothing more. “Well?” Diamond asked. “Well what?” Spoiled asked in reply. “Aren’t you going to yell at me, or punish me?” Tiara anxiously asked. “You said rich ponies don’t ‘wet the bed’ or ‘have accidents’, yet I did.” “I think sitting in your own filth is punishment enough,” Spoiled said, before she softly added. “Besides, that was mostly just something I made up so you wouldn’t get any ideas about neglecting your potty training. Everypony has accidents, dear.” “Even you?” Diamond reluctantly asked. “I don’t have to answer that question, she doesn’t need to know!” Spoiled thought to herself, but as if her mouth had a mind of its own she said. “Even me. Maybe not now, but certainly when I was growing up. It’s perfectly natural to have a little accident every now and then, especially at your age.” Tiara couldn’t help but giggle a bit at the thought of her own mother having an accident, even if she would be punished for such an action. It would be worth it. “So, would you like a change, my little Diamond?” Spoiled asked, extending a hoof to her daughter. “I doubt you want to continue to smell so bad, rich pony or not...” “I should make her clean herself up for doing this! She is far too old to be having accidents, especially ones like this!” Spoiled thought angrily to herself, but another part of her mind was thinking. “She clearly didn’t intend to do it, there’s no need to punish her further. It certainly won’t make you look good in the eyes of Filthy, if he finds out you chose to punish your daughter for something completely unintentional.” “Y...yes please. I don’t want to get a rash.” Tiara said weakly, tears still streaming down her face. “Alrighty then, let’s get you cleaned up and into a fresh diapee.” Spoiled cooed, surprised at the fact that such an infantile word had slipped out. “I’m getting too involved in this whole thing,” she thought to herself, as she lifted her daughter out of bed and carried her out of her bedroom. “I promised myself I wasn’t going to get so attached. How did my daughter manage to find a way around that?” By the time Diamond was carried into her mother’s bedroom, and carefully set down on a changing mat, she had stopped crying. A new emotion had replaced her sadness, confusion. Ever since the agreement, the filly noticed that her mother seemed to be undergoing a transformation of sorts. Prior to a few hours ago, Tiara could scarcely remember a time when her mother had genuinely smiled or shown any emotion besides anger. Yet, since being diapered, Diamond had seen her mother sincerely smile at least once. Was she imagining things, or was her mother starting to change...? Tiara had little time to think more in-depth about this strange turn of events however, as a more important matter began to unfold... Pinning a clothespin to her nose, and slipping on a pair of disposable plastic gloves, Spoiled prepared herself to change her daughter’s soiled diaper. Something she had barely done even when Tiara was a newborn. “Are you ready, dear?” she asked the filly. “I guess so...” Diamond nervously replied, mentally preparing herself for the changing process. “Alright then, here we go.” Spoiled said, as she took a deep breath and set to work. Slowly and carefully, she removed the tabs on Tiara’s diaper and let it fall from her waist. “Goodness gracious, what a horrible stench! That is not the kind of odor deserving of a rich pony, it isn’t fit for anything but the sewers where it belongs!” She then unceremoniously tossed the used item into the trash can. Then, taking out some freshly scented wet-wipes, Spoiled cleaned her daughter’s coat until there were no traces left of her ‘accident’. Lastly, after unfolding a new diaper and positioning it under her daughter’s rump, Spoiled took out a canister of foal powder. A few taps on the container caused it to deposit the contents onto Diamond’s hind quarters, then Spoiled put the wipes and the powder away to complete the diapering job. “Thanks for cleaning me up…. Mother.” Tiara replied sincerely, a spotless diaper felt surprisingly good. “I simply didn’t want such a noxious aroma to linger in my house! It is hardly even worthy of floating away in the lavatory!” Spoiled declared, as she picked up the diaper from the trash, carried it to the bathroom, and flushed its contents down the toilet. She then called for Randolph to place the offensive disposable in a bag, and run it out to the corner, while she sprayed the room with some air freshener. Once that was concluded, Spoiled finally removed the gloves and clothespin, and washed her hooves. “Well, either way, thanks.” Diamond said with a sheepish nod. “Just make sure to tell me next time you have to go,” Spoiled warned quite seriously. “There’s a reason why I had you potty trained as soon as possible. Now, let’s get you back to bed.” “There we go, all nice and snug.” Spoiled said, as she gently pulled the covers over her daughter’s head. Suddenly, something in her mind told her “Something’s missing from this scene,” and even as the other part of her brain was wondering “Why do I care if the scene is ‘complete’ or not?” Spoiled left her daughter’s bedroom, and returned with a hot pink colored pacifier. Tiara froze and shivered in fear, that pacifier was the same one from her nightmare! “Wait, Mother, don’t!” she pleaded, but it was too late. With a strangled “Eep!” the pacifier was inserted into Diamond’s mouth. “It’s just a pacifier, my little darling,” Spoiled chuckled. “It’s not going to hurt you.” “Yeah, that’s what you want me to think!” Diamond thought to herself, even though a small part of her wanted to suckle on the pacifier more than anything. "Huh? Why am I feeling this way?" she thought. “I thought pink was your favorite color? Or am I mistaken?” Spoiled asked, stroking her daughter’s back with a hoof. “It’s suppose to help you feel comforted.” “Should I really trust her on this?” Tiara nervously thought to herself. “What if she’s lying?” But eventually, the rational part of her mind won out. “There’s no such thing as mind controlling pacifiers, that was only in your head… right?”. Reluctantly, the filly started to suck on the pacifier. Sure enough, she began to feel more relaxed than she had been since waking up. Her mother had been telling the truth. Unbelievable! “There we go. I’ll bet you feel sleepy now, huh, Diamond?” Spoiled asked. “Mm-hmm.” Diamond muffled through the pacifier. Much to Tiara’s surprise, her mother kissed her on the forehead before saying “Goodnight, my little Diamond.” “Goodnight, Mommy.” The filly lisped through the pacifier, prompting her to almost spit out her pacifier in shock. “Did I actually just call her that?” she thought to herself, even as her bedroom light was flicked off and her eyes began to grow heavy. “This all feels really weird and new, and I think it’s messing with my head.” Before she once again drifted off to dreamland, Diamond made a mental note to try and visit her new friends tomorrow. Hopefully, they could help her figure out why was she feeling the way she was right now, and what she should do about it.