The Ponyville Nursery Chronicles

by Foal Star

Chapter ten: After Daycare Club

Twilight, Spike, Shining Armor, and Trixie were all in the parlor watching the play of Rarity and Shining Armor back at the nursery. Twilight endured, even more babying from her mom; she smirked, seeing Shining Armor all pouty as he got more of it then the rest of her "siblings" Spike was still being treated like a baby; he was in a playpen full of plushies and suckling on a pacifier the rubber bulb was replaced with a gem one so even though it was babyish he was really into suckling on the gem. Trixie was busy being the "foalish" of all of them in the back "practicing" her acts with a top hat and plush animals, making them disappear. The violet unicorn looked around and saw her mom was busy trying to put a bottle into Shining's mouth with the stallion, keep shaking his head, and whining about wanting to eat real food. The mare then shuffled across the room to Trixie and whispered. "Hey, pssss."

Trixie turned with a smirk on her face. "What Twilight? Can't you see Trixie is practicing her new act for tomorrow!"

Twilight rolled her eyes and snapped, "look, you want to stay in diapers forever? Or help me with taking those robot nannies down?"

Trixie turned around and placed a hoof to her chest. "Of course, Trixie can help! I saved you from getting in timeout before."

Twilight rolled her eyes and snapped, "Yes, you tell me that every five seconds, just distract my mom for a bit, ok? I need to go read the manual I found."

Trixie pondered what Twilight said for a second. "Ok, Trixie will do as you ask, but you need to be my assistant tomorrow for my performance."

Twilight sighed, "fine; I'll be your assistant, ok! Just distract her so she can't see me read "big pony" stuff as they say."

The blue-coated mare winked. "You can count on Trixie; she loves attention."

She proceeded to waddle over to Velvet and like any foal. "I wanna show you some tricks." The mare preceded with half a whine.

As Trixie distracted Twilight Velvet with taking plushies out of her top hat. The violet unicorn shuffled to the corner of the room and took out the manual and started to read it, going over the ins and outs of how the nursery worked. Twilight saw how long it was and sighed, "This will be a long read."

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While Twilight read the manual, Pinkie, back in Sugarcube Corner, was making quite a mess at dinner, munching away on foal food and getting orange gloops all over the place. Mrs. Cake was getting quite frustrated. "Ugh! Stop that right now." She mothered frowning.

Dr. Whooves and his wife stood by sitting in their oversized highchairs, trying not to be as messy (but Derpy was also getting foal food all over but on accident.) Mr. Cake laughed, looking at his wife struggling. "Well, it looks like I got the easy ones today."

Mrs. Cake snapped, "you're feeding Pinkie tomorrow!" The older mare then wiped at Pinkie's mouth.

Pinkie laughed. "Hehe, that was fun," she said innocently, giving Mrs.Cake those puppy dog eyes.

Mrs. Cake sighed, "ok, I can't stay mad at you. Now come on after a diaper change, it's off to bed!" She lifted Pinkie away and led her upstairs while a bowl full of foal food slammed into Mr. Cakes' face. Derpy eeeped. "Sorry! I didn't mean for that to happen!"

Mr. Cake laughed as he wiped himself off. "Oh, Derpy, that was quite cute." He cleaned her up as Whooves couldn't help find it funny as well. "This is going to be quite awkward when we hang out together after we're out of diapers."

Mr. Cake blushed and responded, "yeah...maybe Mrs cake and I can be in diapers, and you two can be our caretakers?"

Derpy giggled and asked, "that sounds like fun, huh, Whooves?"

"Yes, it does; besides, it's only fair that we return the favor," Whooves responded as he took his bib and lightly dabbed at his face.

He then raised his hooves. "Now, may I have my diaper changed. I also wish to retire for the night."

Mr. Cake lifted the stallion out of his highchair. "Oh, of course, and Derpy too!"

He lifted the mare out onto her padded bottom and then went about changing their diapers. It didn't take more than a few seconds for the stallion who had a lot of experience. After that, he led the two upstairs to a new nursery that was set up. Three massive cribs stood in the room. Pinkie Pie was already in one in a fresh diaper as she scribbled away on some construction paper with crayon. "Alright, I got my letter to Twilight ready!" she then shoved it into her diaper as Mrs. Cake put a hoof to her mouth and gasped. "Pinkie! What did I tell you about putting stuff in your pampers!"

Pinkie Pie raised her hooves as a rainbow appeared over her head as she cheered, "but it's magic diapers!"

Mrs. Cake went about placing her on a changing table and saw that the letter was gone after unstrapping the padding. The mare was utterly astonished and exclaimed, "How is that possible, you don't know magic!"

Pinkie laughed as she kicked about in her diapers. "I don't, but Trixie does! Before I left the nursery, she gave me her magic diapers!"

Mrs. Cake shrugged as she taped Pinkie back up. "You're quite the mystery, Pinkie." She then popped a pacifier into the mare's mouth and tucked her under the sheets.

She then turned to see Dr. Whooves and Derpy all tucked in by Mr.Cake. "well, I guess, the foals are all tucked in finally."

Mrs. Cake turned to Pinkie. "No sneaking off, ok! I set an alarm on the nursery door, so if you try escaping, then my husband and I will know. So stay here, and if you need anything, just talk to us through the baby monitor set up on your nightstand."

"Ok, don't worry, I'll be a good filly!" Pinkie chirped, and the Whooveses simply rolled their eyes.

As the lights dimmed and Derpy went to sleep, the doctor took out a manual copy from under his pillow and a battery-powered night light and read through it.

After an hour or so, he heard a "pssst" he looked over to see Pinkie bouncing up and down with her cheery smile and whispered, "Hey Whooves! Wanna escape!?"

"Pinkie, didn't you just promise the Cakes not to leave this room?" With his eyes glaring at her, the doctor asked, not wanting her to end up getting in trouble.

" Well, I didn't Pinkie Promise so…" She winked.

Whooves sighed, "well, the only door out of here has an alarm."

Pinkie laughed as she jumped out of her crib and landed on her padded rump, poofing a foal powder cloud. "And ponies say you're the smartest pony in Ponyville!"

She then pushed the window open and took out a rope made of sheets and tied it to her crib, all without the Cakes hearing over the monitor. "See! Easy peasy!"

Dr whooves slowly climbed out of his crib, feeling ashamed at not thinking of a simple escape plan. "Yes, Pinkie, you have quite the intuitive mind after all this nonsense with the robot nannies. I would love it if you assist with some of my experiments."

"Oh! That sounds like fun! By the way, did you learn anything?" Pinkie asked as she slid down the rope of sheets almost comically as she landed on all fours.

The doctor being a bit squeamish, slowly slid down the rope and gasped as he let go of the makeshift rope and plopped onto his padded rump and squealed, "yes! I did! I think I saw how we could defeat them."

"Great! Now be quiet; we have to be like ninjas!" Pinkie ssshed him and then put a pacifier into the doctor's mouth before peering around Sugarcube Corner and looking for robot nannies. Dr. Whooves got up and shook his rump and followed behind Pinkie closely as they snuck around the houses towards Apple's orchard.

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Trixie was now doing her little show in her and Twilight's nursery as Twilight Velvet continued to watch her little show as Trixie pulled out plush bunnies but was surprised when she pulled out Pinkie's letter. The mare gasped, being quite surprised and exclaimed, "Oh, Trixie got mail!?"

Velvet, who had been watching, leaned closer. "Oh, what do you have there, little Trixie?"

"It's a message for me, no peeking, it's mine!" The blue-coated mare held the piece of paper closer to her chest.

"Alright, but it's little one's bedtime." Velvet sang, looking around the room at the foals.

Twilight had just hidden the manual under some plushies and gave a pout. "But, mooom!"

"Hush, we were given strict orders from the robot nannies all foals will be in bed by eight." she cooed and lifted her into her crib and tucked under the sheets. Trixie was also placed in a crib next to Twilight as she gasped, seeing her sheets had the same purple with yellow and silver star pattern that looked like her bow and hat. "Thank you, mo-I mean Twilight's mom!" she squeaked, realizing she almost called Twilight Velvet mom!"

The mare dawwed, "oh, you can call me mom if you want." she kissed Trixie on the forehead. "Oh, be sure the nannies record your little performance with Twilight. Can you do that for me?"

"Oh, of course! Trixie shall record her performance for all to see!" Trixie exclaimed proudly as Twilight laid there groaning, not looking forward to that.

Twilight Velvet then turned around. "Now, I need to tuck Shining and Spike in so you two behave and don't leave the nursery." Velvet shut the lights off and slowly closed the door behind her.

Trixie waits a few moments before passing a message over to Twilight between the bars using her magic. "Psst, Pinkie sent us a message."

Twilight took it and read the message. "Meet Whooves and me at the Cutie Mark Crusaders treehouse! P.S bring some snacks."

"Trixie, how did you get this?" Twilight asked, raising an eyebrow suspecting a trap.

"Oh my magic diapers, trust Trixie Twilight, I want to get out of diapers just as much as you do," Trixie replied, keeping an ear out for Velvet.

Twilight felt as if she didn't have a choice as she climbed out of her crib, took a diaper bag, and placed some bottles of the formula inside. "This is all we have for "snacks" better than nothing."

She sighed; it wasn't terrible, but she also missed solid food. Twilight then strapped the diaper bag around her body and turned to Trixie. "Hey, if something happens here, let me know through that magic you used to send that letter."

"I hope Velvet doesn't come back to check upon us. She'd see you are gone." Trixie whispered.

"I'll try to get back here as soon as possible. Just send us a message if you hear anything and send a message." Twilight replied, then snickered, "using your...um...magic diapers. "The violet unicorn couldn't help but laugh as she lit her horn to teleport, disappearing in a soft pop.

Trixie then took a crayon and some paper and wrote a message to Pinkie and threw in some cookies she sneaked from the robot nannies and threw them into the hat. "There, Twilight, you should be more amazed at Trixie's prowess and her magical pampers."

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Pinkie was sitting with Dr. Whooves in the treehouse when suddenly she eeped as cookies burst out from her padding, sending them everywhere Whooves squeaked and ducked down, trying to avoid the bombardment of cookies. Then a letter floated down, and the pink coated mare snatched it and opened it up and snickered, "Hehe that hasn't happened before!"

Dr whooves looked over the cookies from Pinkie's pampers and scoffed, "I'm definitely not eating those!"

"More for me, then!" She chirped and shoved some of the cookies into her mouth and munched on them. Twilight then suddenly appeared with a poof and looked around at all the cookies everywhere. "Where did all these cookies come from?"

"Trixie sent them! Through the diaper mail!" Pinkie shouted, waving a letter around. "See, she told me you were coming and forgot about some cookies. Want some!?"

Twilight blushed and shook her head. "Uh...no thanks." She then plopped down, taking out some bottles full of formula and responded. "I brought some formula though it's all I could get."

Pinkie clapped her hooves and squealed, "that goes perfect with cookies!" The pink mare took one of the bottles and started chugging down the formula while Dr. Whooves took another bottle. "Thank you, Twilight, now did you read the manual too?"

"Yes! And did you read the part about the manual override!?" Twilight asked with her eyes lighting up.

Dr. Whooves was getting quite excited; and started to bounce on his pampers, and nodded, "yes, just in case if the robot nannies go crazy and start malfunctioning, there is a manual override switch in the head nanny's office only she has access to! But if we can snatch her card key, we can shut all the nannies down."

Twilight; also began bouncing on her diapers, and responded, "that's right! If we do that, it also removes all the enchantments, and everything should go back to normal."

Pinkie snickered, seeing the two smart ponies bouncing on their pampers and getting all excited and talking about the engineering. She paused and popped a bottle from her mouth and sucked down some formula before responding, "One itsy bitsy problem... you're going to have to get the head nanny to come out. She only talks to us through the T.Vs."

Dr. Whooves crossed his hooves and sighed, "Pinkie Pie has a point. Even if we try causing mischief, the other robot nannies will just discipline us."

All three mares plopped bottles into their mouths, and they all started to suckle on their formula as they thought the problem over. Pinkie couldn't help but daww a little with the only sound of their adorable suckling echoing throughout the treehouse. An idea suddenly popped into her head and squeaked, "I got an idea! Let's make the conveyor belt go crazy!"

Twilight turned to look at Pinkie's beaming face and asked, "How will that help?"

"Think about it! The head nanny could control the nannies but not that giant belt if it went crazy shooting diapers and powder everywhere, diapering nannies. Heck pouring bubble bathwater all over the head, a nanny will have to come out to stop the chaos!" Pinkie laughed maniacally like some supervillain.

Dr. Whooves chuckled, "she does it again. Pinkie is a genius!"

Twilight took out the manual and looked it over. "I see...doctor; you have the most knowledge of anypony in ponyville on engineering. Can you mess with the conveyor belt's controls?"

Whooves blushed, thinking about how he acted throughout the day and responded, "yes, maybe right now...but in the nursery, I'm as smart as a three-year-old...we might need my wife's touch on this one."

Twilight rubbed her head, knowing full well how she could barely read picture books in the nursery and sighed, "that's an issue...there are so many buttons in the head nanny's office, and each one is labeled. With our reading levels down to a kindergartener's while in the nursery. We won't be able to tell what button is for what."

Pinkie threw a hoof and exclaimed, "That's easy! Just press all of them! We'll be causing a bunch of chaos anyways!"

Twilight blushed, realizing Pinkie was right again. "Yeah...I guess that's true…ponies could get hurt, though."

Pinkie shook her head. "Nah, maybe some we'll get some extra diapers on their rumps or some hands, might doll them up, but I doubt the head nanny has anything super dangerous in there. She's running a nursery, not a top-secret weapon facility. Besides, were you thinking of just using Friendship on them? That works a lot too."

Twilight shrugged, "I don't think robots can be friends...or at the very least we need to get it through their heads we are not babies."

Pinkie turned to the doctor. "So, can you talk with Derpy and have her be extra Derpy tomorrow?"

Dr. Whooves laughed and exclaimed, "sure, why not! It sounds like she'll have a lot of fun!"

Twilight tapped a hoof to her chin asked, "So when should we execute sabotaging the conveyor belt...doing it in the morning will be too difficult."

Pinkie raised a hoof. "Do it during naptime! The doctor and I ran around the nursery for some time, and no robot nannies were walking about."

Dr. Whooves gave a nod and agreed, "Pinkie's right, let's sabotage the conveyer belt at naptime then, when the head nanny comes out, grab her key card and shut the robots down!"

Pinkie squealed, clapping her hooves. "Right! Cutie mark crusaders yay!"

Dr whooves snickered at the joke and commented, "we have our cutie marks though. You have to be a blank flank to be a cutie mark crusader."

"Technically, we're in diapers and babies don't have their marks yet." Pinkie snickered and booped the doctor's nose with her pampers' seat, making a poof of foal powder puff over the stallion's face.

"I just hope Starlight doesn't try anything to stop us," Twilight remarked. "She's been pretty clever so far."

"Leave that to Trixie!" a mare suddenly shouted out of nowhere.

Everypony turned to see Trixie jumping in as Twilight asked, "Trixie, what are you doing here?! You were supposed to make sure my mom didn't notice we were gone!"

Trixie pouted and acted a bit like a toddler. "It's not fair that you get to be in a secret meeting and not Trixie!"

Pinkie snickered as she threw a hoof and cooed, "Oh, she looks so cute when she's jealous."

Twilight rolled her eyes and sighed, "ok, so how will you make sure Starlight doesn't stop us?"

Trixie smirked, "I will pretend that I betrayed you and lead her to the doll room! Then Trixie shall make sure she gets all dolled up while you destroy the conveyor belt. A little revenge for getting me in timeout!"

Twilight snickered as Whooves cheeks turned pink, remembering getting dolled up. "I don't envy her, that's all I can say."

Pinkie took her bottle and raised it with both hooves and proclaimed. "It's settled then! I think this plan should go just fine!"

The ponies clinked their bottles together and chugged down the rest of their formula together with the adorable suckling noises echoing throughout the little treehouse.

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While Twilight had her little meeting, Starlight was enduring an evening with Cheerilee. They were both in a super fancy looking nursery, there was a closet filled with filly dresses, a baby pool with swim diapers nearby, a spa filled with lukewarm water and pink bubble bath suds, two fancy looking cribs, and a tea party set in the middle of the room with fine china and the biggest plushies Starlight has ever seen sitting around the table. It would be a room every five-year-old filly would dream of having. Starlight was drying herself off with a fluffy towel, recently getting out of a tub and raised her head. "It might be foalish, but these nannies have some good taste in foal stuff."

Nurse Redheart was in the corner of the room, still playing "doctor" with some plushies lost in her little world, putting bandaids on teddies and using her toy stethoscope. Cheerilee was in a swim diaper splashing about in the pool. "This is fun, come on Starlight! You're missing out!"

Starlight turned her head. "I rather not get all wet before bed. I did just have a lovely bath." She burped out some bubble bath suds.

The head robot nanny burst through the front door. "I'm glad my three favorite fillies are having fun, but it's almost time for bed, and I need to discuss something important before you're tucked in for the night. She then came over to Cheerilee, taking her out of the pool and using her eyes to heat dry the water off her and making her fur all poofy. "Wow, that was fast!"

She was then diapered in an instant and was placed down as Redheart waddled over, hugging a teddy bear covered in bandaids and plopped down next to Cheerilee and Starlight.

The giant robot nanny looked over the three mares. "Now, you three love it here, right?"

The three fillies all nodded, and the mare then continued, "now, as you know, there are some naughty ponies that might cause this place harm, mainly Rainbow Dash, Pinkie Pie, and Twilight. I'm assigning each one of you to watch them. Be their friends and learn to see if they have any plans to stop the nursery. Understand?"

Starlight raised a hoof. "Sadly, Twilight won't ever trust me nor would Rainbow Dash….but I may convince Pinkie Pie she might be the most susceptible to me."

Redheart nuzzled her bear. "I can keep an eye on Rainbow Dash and put bandaids on her booboos if she crashes. She is so clumsy."

Cheerilee shrugged, "I'll watch Twilight, but I'm assigned to the school foals in their nursery."

The robot nanny replied, "That's no problem, Twilight can be moved to the school foal nursery so her mind can be regressed her a bit. She's too smart for her own good for a foal. Now any other questions before I tuck you in?"

Starlight raised a hoof and asked, "um...can we be upgraded to solid foods if we help you please?"

The robot nanny then gave the three a loving smile. "You get a special treat tonight."

She then took three bottles filled with rich-looking milk. "This is my specialized breastmilk designed to be tastier than any other milk that I have studied. It also has a special property to make you more like the foals you are, and I'm planning to give it to everypony when I finish it. But I was hoping you three can test it."

Starlight gulped, realizing that she needed to gain control somehow, or she might end up becoming a foal! But she had no choice for now. She needed to play along. The mare took one of the bottles and chugged on it, and her eyes went wide! It was like dreaming liquefied butter! But it was sweet and creamy, and it was so warm. Starlight, Redheart, and Cheerilee suckled together, chugging down their breast milk like all foals.

Starlight notices, however, that Cheerilee and Redheart's bodies bloat up a bit. Their heads sort of looked bigger too somehow. The head nanny scanned them. "Seems your foal fat is returning perfectly. Don't worry. It's not going to affect you, just make you look cuter is all."

Starlight squeaked, seeing her belly pop out like foals. "Eeeep!"

"Awww, you got a bit more fat coming around your belly cutie." The robot nanny booped Starlight's nose as she was tucked into her crib, and a pacifier was popped into her mouth.

"Now, you three have a goodnight, and if you need anything, just shout or maybe cry like a foal." The head nanny cooed and then slowly left the nursery.

Redheart hugged her teddy bear as she snuggled under the covers, and there was a hissing noise coming from Cheerilee's crib, and Starlight just laid there suckling on her pacifier. She was quite irritated about the whole situation and snapped, "ugh!!! I need to control this nursery fast, or I'll end up being a big baby!"

Comments

[Psalty123]

I hope Pinkie's plan will work.

[Fluttershyisacutegal]

well things are starting to heat up, hint hint