Potty Training Tales

by SuperPinkBrony12

Picture Perfect Pottying (Photo Finish)

Author's Note:

Tags: [Slice of Life] [Comedy] [Alternative Universe]
Characters: [Photo Finish] [Rarity] [Hoity Toity] [Prince Blueblood]
Written By: Foal Star
Note: Takes place within Foal Star’s age regression universe

“Ah, Rarity,” Photo Finish greeted her long time fashion acquaintance inside a small studio she had reserved for her occupation. “So nice to see you again. And I see you brought ze little ones with you.”

Rarity nodded and smiled as she stepped into the studio, Hoity Toity and Blueblood clinging to either side of her mane while a not so small saddlebag hung over her back. “Yes indeed, they’re why I’m here after all. Although, they aren’t really ‘little’ anymore. They’re growing up so fast.”

“Yeah!” Hoity Toity bragged as he and Blueblood let go of Rarity’s mane and tumbled to the floor. “We in potty twaining now! We even gets to weaw puww-ups ‘cause Momma said we good enough fow tem.” To demonstrate this point, he proceeded to bounce around on a fashionable light blue pull-up, proudly showing it off.

Blueblood smiled as he showed off his own pull-up, this one a lovely snow white with golden trim and little gem patterns printed on the seat. “Uh-huh, and Mommy make speciaw puww-ups just fow us! Tey make potty twaining easiew.”

Rarity couldn’t help but smile as she watched the two little colts bounce around, it was moments like these that made being a mother all worth while to her. “Yes, as you can clearly see they have already progressed to the pull-ups stage,” She told Photo Finish. “I’m just glad it means no more diapers to change. I may have gotten used to it but it was an experience I still heavily resent. At least unlike Sweetie Belle I can be confident that there won’t be any delays or setbacks.”

Photo Finish simply smiled back. “So nice to see you are doing well with ze foals. You have raised zem so well.”

The young fashionista nodded as she slumped down onto a couch in the back of the studio. “Yes, but it hasn’t been easy. Potty training is a welcome change, but they still insist on running me absolutely ragged. And Sweetie Belle,” She let out a long sigh. “Oh she means well, but more often than not her efforts to help means more work for me. Still, at least it seems this foal pandemic has finally come to an end.”

Photo Finish seemed to agree. “Yes. If it kept up, zere would be no Equestria left. An entire kingdom in diapers vould be ze end of us all!” Then she brought out a large camera and set it on its stand. “Now, please round up ze little ones so zat we may make da magics!”

The unicorn obeyed, using her magic to scoop up both of her sons and pull them close to her. “If you two behave yourselves and hold still for this photo session, I’ll take you both out for ice cream when this is over. How does that sound?”

“Yay, ice cweam!” The two little colts cheered together.

“But only if you’re good,” Rarity was quick to warn. “And right now, you two aren’t being very good when you run all over the place. I know you’re excited about your pull-ups and the freedom that comes with them. But don’t forget that they are a privilege you had to earn, and they can be taken away very easily if you abuse that privilege.”

The little colts quickly calmed down, neither of them wanting to go back to diapers after all the time and effort they’d spent with Rarity getting out of them. Plus, many of their fellow foals were either in potty training or had already mastered it and they didn’t want to give the others any reason to tease them.

Satisfied with how quickly her sons calmed down, the fashionista rose from the couch and brought both foals close to her as she maintained eye contact with Photo Finish and her camera. Come to think of it, that camera looked nothing like the one Rarity remembered seeing the last time Photo Finish had paid her a visit. But that had been such a long time ago, it was likely that in the time since the fashion photographer had upgraded or updated her equipment.

Without lifting those signature glasses she was known for, Photo Finish looked at Rarity, Hoity Toity and Blueblood as she asked them. “Are you all ready to make da magics? Zere are for the whole family to remember, including ze grandparents.”

Rarity looked down at her two sons. “I’m ready. Are you?” In response she received two confirming nods. She then looked back to Photo Finish. “We are ready when you are.”

“Okay zen,” Photo Finish instructed as she stood behind the camera. “Let me zome nice big smiles from everypony! Ze bigger ze better!”

Rarity, Hoity Toity and Blueblood all obeyed and smiled as big (and sincerely) as they could. Within seconds there was a great big flash from the camera, bigger than they had been expecting in fact! It was so big and so bright that all three had to close their eyes and wait for the flash to subside.

When at last the flash did indeed subside, a most unexpected development presented itself. A squeaky, high pitched voice cried out. “Oh no, zis cannot be!” And suddenly, from behind the camera emerged a chubby little earth pony filly with a very familiar pale, light grayish blue coat. Said foal had a small tuft of light gray hair for a mane and tail, and her dark indigo eyes were now clearly visible even as she was trying to hide them behind a pair of glasses that were now much too big for her. And there was also a black dress with white and pink trim, as well as a pink bow, all of which was much too big for the foal.

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Hoity Toity and Blueblood seemed to be struggling to hold back giggles as Rarity approached the foal. She had a pretty good idea as to who it was. “Photo Finish?” She asked, struggling not to laugh herself. “Darling, you are… so small now.”

Photo Finish grumbled and pouted, plopping down onto her bare naked rump. “Zis is terrible! How am I to create da magics when I am stuck like zis?!”

“But ya wook adowabwe now!” Hoity Toity pointed out as he trotted over to Photo Finish.

Blueblood added. “Yeah. Now ya just wike us! Wawity can be ya mommy too.”

At that Rarity gasped and stumbled back! “What?! Me?! Darlings, there is no possible way I can manage three foals on my own!” She quickly turned her attention to the camera. “Photo Finish, where do you find this camera? I suspect it must’ve somehow been enchanted to regress you. Probably a leftover artifact that Midnight ‘forgot’ about.”

The now regressed Photo Finish put a hoof to her chin, trying to think. “I do not recall. I just stumbled across it one day and knew zat I had to have it,” She recalled as best she could. “Am I going to be stuck like zis forever?! How will I ever bring da magics to life if I cannot even reach my equipment?”

Fortunately, the fashionista reassured the regressed photographer. “Not to worry, Photo Finish. Twilight has developed a cure for these sudden and unexpected regressions. I’m certain she can whip up something that will turn you back to normal before long,” She promptly lit up her horn, pulling the camera close. “For good measure, I think I’ll bring this along so as to ensure it doesn’t end up in the wrong hooves or regresses anypony else.”

“But vat am I to do in ze mean time?” Photo Finish contemplated while she clumsily sat up. “If anypony zees me like zis they shall surely freak out. Zey will think that ze foal pandemic has come back.”

“Which is why you’re going to come with me,” Rarity firmly insisted. “Hopefully, this visit to Twilight shan’t take more than an hour or two. I just hope she isn’t too busy.”

Hoity Toity became excited upon hearing Rarity’s suggestion. “We gonna get to see Twixie! She a gweat pwaymate!”

“Gweat and powewfuw, ya mean!” Blueblood corrected. “Awthough now she goes by the name of ‘The Gweat and Adowabwe Twixie’, especiawwy when she pwactices hew magic twicks.”

The fashionista nodded and smiled. “Yes indeed. And hopefully, you boys will be better behaved on this playdate than you were on the last one,” She then looked across to her latest charge and whispered. “Long story.”

“But what if somepony comes by ze studio while we are away?” Photo Finish nervously inquired. “I must change ze sign from opened to closed so zat nopony comes in and gets suspicion when they don’t see me.”

“Not to worry, darling. Let me handle that,” The unicorn mare insisted. And she used her horn to do just that, quickly enveloping the sign on the door and changing it so that on the outside it displayed the word “Closed”. But there was one more thing she needed to do before making her trip to Twilight. With a little bit more magic from her horn, she opened up the saddlebag she’d brought with her and soon produced a thick, white diaper. “Just to be safe,” She told Photo Finish. “I don’t know how young you’ve become or how much control you have over your… you know.”

Photo Finish grumbled and pouted, but reluctantly lay down and allowed Rarity to diaper her. When the job was finished, she slowly sat up and was surprised by how much added bulk the padding gave to her rear.

Hoity Toity and Blueblood both burst out laughing as they pointed at Photo Finish. “Ya so siwwy in tat diapee!” They teased.

Rarity quickly and sternly scolded the two little colts. “Darlings, if you don’t stop that behavior this instant I’ll put the two of you back into diapers and even take away your potty privileges. You wouldn’t want that now would you?” That quickly got her sons to clam up.

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It was a great fortune to Rarity that nopony seemed to be around as she pushed a stroller housing the three foals (Photo Finish was tucked away into a small compartment hidden from view for all but Rarity) to the Golden Oak Library. And after a quick inspection revealed that none of her charges needed to be changed, she approached the front door of the library and prepared to knock.

But then the unicorn noticed something taped to said door. She carefully picked it up and examined it. It read as follows:

Sorry, had to go shopping for more foal supplies.

Be back soon,

Twilight Sparkle

“Well, that’s going to complicate things,” Rarity said with a huff as she turned back to the foals. “Still, I hope that means Twilight won’t mind if we come inside and rest for a while. At least then we’ll be away from any prying eyes.”

“Zat is some excellent logic,” Photo Finish agreed as the stroller she resided in was slowly pushed into the library after Rarity had opened the door. “No wonder you are so good with foals.”

The fashionista smiled while shutting the door behind her. “When you’ve had little ones for as long as I have, it’s natural to become… well… a natural at foal care,” She couldn’t help but giggle. “Besides, I often had to practically raise Sweetie Belle because our parents would do the bare minimum. Their hooves off approach continues to baffle me to this day, I know they weren’t like that when I was growing up.”

The foals were promptly let out of the stroller a moment later, now allowed to run free more or less around the ground floor of the library.

However, while Hoity Toity and Blueblood quickly ran off to explore their new surroundings, Photo Finish just sat there. Partially because she was still unhappy about being stuck in diapers compared to the pull-up wearing colts, and partially because there was something that was beginning to become an issue for her.

Rarity trotted over to the regressed fashion photographer but a moment later. She had plenty of experience with her two sons to know when a foal was troubled by something, and the look on Photo Finish’s face gave her a pretty good idea of what that something was. “Photo Finish,” She cleared her throat. “Do you have to go potty?”

Photo Finish turned and sheepishly nodded. “Indeed,” Then she added. “I do not suppose I could borrow a training potty from you?”

The fashionista frowned. “I think I brought a potty with me just in case, but it might take a while to find it in my saddlebag. Can you wait?”

“I do not know if I can!” Photo Finish protested as she began to cross her legs. “Please, you must zomething I can use! I know you do not wish to change another dirty diaper.”

Reluctantly, Rarity realized that, given Photo Finish’s growing urgency, there was probably only one valid solution if she indeed didn’t want to touch (let alone change) a dirty diaper after finally believing she was done with that. “Well then,” She let out a sigh. “I suppose there’s only one thing we can do. But I want you to be very careful and do exactly what I tell you to do. I don’t want anymore ‘mishaps’ involving the toilet,” Then after scooping Photo Finish up with her magic, she called out to her sons. “Hoity Toity. Blueblood.”

The two little colts ceased in their playing as they turned to the fashionista and asked at the same time. “Wha is it, Mama?”

The unicorn mare cleared her throat. “I need to take Photo Finish to the bathroom real quick. Can I trust you two to stay put and not cause any trouble until I get back?”

Hoity and Blueblood both nodded. “Uh-huh. We be good, Mommy.” They promised in sincere tones of voice.

“And neither of you needs to go, do you?” Rarity offered. “I’m not sure how long it’ll be until Twilight gets back, and I’m not gonna be able to run back to the boutique to get your potties.”

“We good, Mama. Ya made us go potty befowe we weft, wemembew?” Hoity pointed out.

At that Rarity did indeed remember that she had done just that. “Oh yes, how silly of me to have forgotten.”

“Ya just take cawe of Photo Finish. We be fine untiw then.” Blueblood promised.

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And so, given the reassurances from her sons, Rarity left them as she carried Photo Finish across the ground floor to the bathroom. The bathroom door was slightly ajar, so the fashionista didn’t have to waste time trying to open it.

Quickly, Rarity brought her charge before the toilet. But its size in comparison to the much smaller Photo Finish gave her cause for concern. She knew what had happened when Hoity Toity and Blueblood had first tried their luck with the great porcelain throne. And even though she was personally supervising this trip, she couldn’t be one hundred percent certain a similar occurrence wouldn’t happen to Photo Finish. The fashionista had already been using a lot of magic today, she wasn’t sure how much more she had left. Would it be enough to hold a foal in place on the toilet seat?

“Rarity, I really need to go!” Photo Finish declared as her face started to turn red. “Please, I cannot hold it much longer!”

“Alright, just please be careful,” Rarity insisted as she used her magic once again, this time to pull down Photo Finish’s diaper and then delicately float her onto the toilet seat. “Don’t move or do anything unless I tell you to!” She instructed.

Photo Finish obeyed. “I shall be just fine as long as your horn does not lose its hold on me. Now it is time for me to make my own magics!” And soon afterward she grunted as her tail hiked upward. Soon, a series of tinkles, plops and splashes reached her ears as she felt greatly relieved.

The fashionista didn’t seem to be bothered by the smell that began to permeate the bathroom as she opted not to use her horn, instead using her hoof to pull off rolls of toilet paper. She then carefully used what magic she had left to help Photo Finish down, before using her hooves to wipe her charge clean with the toilet paper rolls.

“Thank you, Rarity,” Photo Finish said afterward as the used rolls were discarded into the toilet bowl. “Zat was a close one.”

The young unicorn nodded, wiping the sweat from her brows. “Indeed it was. Oh, I hope Blueblood and Hoity Toity are behaving. I don’t think I have enough magic left to bring them to me.”

“Your foals are very well behaved, zey are not troublemakers at all,” Photo Finish replied as her diaper was pulled back up. Then she changed the subject. “But before you worry about zem, you should worry about me and about the bathroom.”

“Ah yes,” Rarity realized. “First we must flush the toilet, and then you’ll need to wash your hooves,” She then picked Photo Finish up and held her close, bringing her towards the silver handle on the tank. “You do the honors.”

Photo Finish happily obeyed, pressing down the handle and watching as a powerful whirlpool formed in the toilet bowl as the flush cycle began! Soon, everything swirled down the drain and disappeared, and then the water returned in the sparkling clean state it had been in before.

Then the regressed fashion photographer was brought over to the bathroom sink as the tap was turned on. With Rarity’s help, she scrubbed her hooves clean and was then set down on the bathroom floor.

“Alright, let’s go back and see how Hoity Toity and Blueblood are doing,” Rarity declared as she and Photo Finish exited the bathroom. “Oh, I hope Twilight gets back soon so we can turn you back to normal. I don’t want to have another foal to care for. Two is more than enough for me!”