All Scootaloo expected was to have a sleepover chat with her new friend Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon included, but she soon end up being put into Diapers by her new friends after she wets her bed, now she has to stay at thier place diapered.
This is a padded pony, ABDL story, will contain, Diapers, embarrassment, medium wetting and light messing.
Scootaloo decides to go to one of Diamonds Sleepovers hoping to learn more about her, the first day is kinda good, but the filly ends up wetting herself at night, after the accident she's put into something embarrassing that she absolutely hates, a diaper.
However when Spoiled Rich finds out things start to get really humiliating for the young filly.
Dizzy Twister was up and early as usual, while her daughter Scootaloo got to sleep for a few extra minutes then her, today was a school day which means she would have to wake her up soon, but Dizzy Twister also needed to find a foalsitter for Scootaloo. She’d been told by her boss that she’d be needed in Cloudsdale for two days, meaning she'd be unable to be home for Scootaloo. And with her husband already out of town for the foreseeable future, she just couldn't trust her daughter to take care of herself for such an extended period of time, not since that one time Scootaloo had almost burned the house down when she tried cooking pancakes.
Dizzy sighed, she’d figure it out later. It wasn’t too big of a deal at the minute, she could stay home for today in order to book a sitter. She then looked at the clock, and saw that it was time to wake her little filly up. Walking slowly up the stairs, Dizzy quietly opened the door to her daughter's room and slowly made her way inside. She then opened the blinds and was disgusted at how bad Scootaloo’s room looked, dresses on the floor, toys scattered everywhere, her old crusaders cape just left hanging from the bed, not to mention some old food that looked to be about a week old, just sitting in the trash..
“Scootaloo!” Dizzy Twister angrily shouted, waking her daughter from her sleep with a jolt! “How many times must I tell you to pick up your things?” She scolded, while trying to keep her tone of voice from sounding too mean. “I can't be expected to do all this for you, I’m your mother not your maid. Now, please pick this stuff up, and once you're done I’ve made some pancakes for you.” And then she left the room.
Scootaloo took a look at her room and sighed. “Heh, maybe she's right. It could use a bit of cleaning,” The filly thought, but Scootaloo was in a bit of a hurry, school was going to start soon. So she didn't really “clean” her room, instead, she put everything in her closet except the old food, which almost made her barf, so she decided to throw that outside. “Maybe a pig will eat that stuff.” She hoped.
Scootaloo then left her room, quietly shut her door, and rushed down the stairs not really worry about if she would fall down them or not. Yes, she knew her parents always lectured her about not running in the house, but she was in a hurry. Just this one time wouldn’t hurt anypony. Eventually, the filly made her way to the kitchen and sat down. She got a carton of chocolate milk out of the fridge, poured it into a cup, then put the milk away. After that, she got some syrup, spread it all over her pancakes, and started to eat her meal really fast! She was stopped by her mother, whose raised eyebrows and noticeable frown indicated she wasn’t thrilled with her daughter eating so fast. Feeling a bit guilty, Scootaloo tried to tell her mother she was sorry but the food in her mouth made it difficult. “I’m sorry for eating so fast, Mom,” She sincerely apologized, through cheeks stuffed with pancakes. “I just didn't want to be late for school.”
Dizzy Twister smiled at Scootaloo and with a light laugh she instructed. “Swallow your food first, honey,” Then she got an idea, and a faint grin formed on her face. “Since you want to eat faster, how about I just feed you? You obviously can't feed yourself without making a mess, so I might as well do it for you,” She teased, and then continued. “Think of this as your punishment for eating way too fast.”
Scootaloo really, really didn't like that her mother actually fed her as if she was four year olds, but as long as nopony saw it was all good. Still, the filly blushed deep red by the time it was over, and quickly grabbed her saddlebag and scooter. She rushed to the front door, but was stopped by her mother.
“Now Scootaloo, you know the rules,” Dizzy cooed. “Give your mom a kiss on the cheeks before you go,” She instructed and received a small kiss in response. She smiled at Scootaloo and rubbed her mane softly. “Ok, you have fun at school now.”
Despite the events at her house, Scootaloo was at school in no time. She put her scooter down outside and went inside with the rest of the class. Everypony was there, except for Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle, which Scootaloo found odd. That is, until she suddenly remembered.“ Oh that’s right, I forgot that they came down with the flu. Now I’m gonna be at school all alone… Well, actually Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon are here, but I don't know them very well. I kind of know about Diamond’s parents, but we’ve never really hung out, and I don’t know if Silver Spoon’s on good terms with me.” She thought. The filly wasn't really sure what to do, so for now she just sat down. Soon after she did, the bell rang, and Cheerilee came trotting in. As she did so the entire class instinctively said. “Good morning, Miss Cheerilee.” It was obvious they loved their teacher, and what was there not to love? She was always there to help them with their problems, and they’d often run into her around town. When she wasn’t in her teaching persona, she was actually a lot of fun to be around.
The school day went by the same as it often did, though without Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle, school was a little different for Scootaloo. She spent most of the day with Rumble and Dinky. Neither of them really spoke much to her, they seemed really shy. It was a shame, especially in Rumble’s case as he and Featherweight were the only fellow pegasi Scootaloo knew of, and Featherweight was always busy running The Foal Free Press. Whether it be taking pictures, writing the stories, or even selling papers in the schoolyard.
At lunchtime, Scootaloo sat alone, sensing that Rumble and Dinky weren’t likely to talk to her. So she just ate her hay sandwich in silence.
Just then, Scootaloo noticed that Diamond Tiara was trotting around to each table with Silver Spoon close by, hoofing out a piece of paper. Once she got to Scootaloo’s table she gave her one.
Scootaloo opened it and read through it. It was an invitation to come over to Tiara’s place for a sleepover. “A sleepover?” Scootaloo wondered, and she thought for a minute about the offer. “It really wouldn't hurt to get to know Diamond Tiara a little more, would it? Surely, she’s at least told her dad about her mom, and he straightened her out. Besides, Spoiled Rich wouldn’t be mean to an invited guest, right?” She thought, then noticed that the invitation confirmed the sleepover would be for the entire weekend. “This is the perfect chance to learn more about Diamond Tiara. I just hope Spoiled Rich won't be too much of a problem.” She thought to herself.
A few hours passed, and the school day ended. Scootaloo rushed out of the building and saw her mother waiting outside, which was a little different, but she didn't question It. She was too excited! “Mom, I got an invitation to go to a sleepover at Diamond Tiara’s place! Can I go to it, PLEASE?! Pretty please?! I’ll be good, I promise!” She all but begged. Getting to know and understand her new friend was something she needed to do. Besides, what else was she to do for the weekend? Her best friends and fellow Crusaders were sick in bed, and as far as she knew there were no Pinkie Pie parties or Twilight Time sessions to go to. Being able to stay at Tiara’s place for a few days was really the only alternative to staying at home.
Dizzy Twister carefully grabbed the letter out of Scootaloo’s hooves and observed it. The letter mentioned it would be for the weekend, and bed time would be around nine thirty to ten o clock. That didn't seem that bad, plus they would be watched by at least three grown ponies, Spoiled Rich, Filthy Rich, and Randolph. “I suppose this works out for both of us, Scootaloo,” Dizzy replied with a smile. “I have to go to work in Cloudsdale for the weekend, but you probably already knew that. Since I haven’t found a foalsitter yet, I guess it would be alright for you to stay at Diamond’s place until I come back. But promise me you'll be good, and please listen to the Riches. Remember, it's their house, so you have to live by their rules. I’ll just need to pay a visit to Filthy Rich first to make sure Diamond has permission to invite you over, go home and prepare your stuff, I’ll meet you at home in thirty minutes or less.”
Thrilled at the news, and relieved to know she wouldn’t be stuck with some random pony foalsitting her, Scootaloo rushed home as fast as she could! An entire weekend at Rich Mansion would be lots of fun, so long as Spoiled Rich wasn’t too much of a party pooper. When she opened the door to her room, she was shocked to see her blankets were gone! The tomboyish filly felt a few traces of sweat work their way down her back. Her sheats had already been wet from the night before, and not with sweat. “Either Mom knows about my accident or I actually put it in the washer before I left… and I know I didn't!” She thought to herself, fearing the worst. Then she saw her sheets hanging outside on some racks. “Oh no, Mom must’ve found out!” Scootaloo gasped, thankfully not out loud!
Thinking quickly, Scootaloo rushed outside, took her sheets off the racks, and brought them back inside and placed them in her room! “I wonder why she didn't mention this when she picked me up at school?” She thought, just as her mother walked in. “Well, that didn't take long”.
Dizzy smiled. “I have good news and bad news, Scootaloo,” She announced. “The good news is, Filthy Rich said you can stay at his place for the weekend. The bad news is, he doesn't want you or Diamond disturbing him, as he has some important work to do. If you need anything whatsoever, Randolph will be available, but you should try to ask Spoiled Rich for help. I know she seems like a grump at times, but you’re an invited guest, I’m sure she won't mind helping you too much. And maybe if you’re nice to her, maybe she’ll be nice to you?” Dizzy then noticed the sheets on Scootaloo’s bed. “Ah, I see you found your bed sheets. Sorry, Scootaloo,” She apologized. “I saw them on the floor underneath your bed, and thought I should give them a quick clean. They were kinda wet, so I figured you must’ve spilled something on it. I was going to tell you, but it looks like you got them before I did. Try to be more careful next time, Scootaloo.” She motherly cooed, rubbing Scootaloo’s forehead.
Scootaloo sighed in relief, her mother had no clue what had actually happened to her sheets. Now she just had to gather some stuff to take with her. As she started packing, the filly looked at her Rainbow Dash plushie that she usually slept with it at night. It helped her sleep, because even though she’d never admit it, Scootaloo still got a little afraid at night. But she didn't want Diamond Tiara or whoever else might be coming to find out about this, so she reluctantly left her plushie behind.
Once she was done, Scootaloo waited in the living room for her mother to get done with whatever she was doing. Soon enough, her mother came down. The two then left the house and made their way to Diamond Tiara’s place, just as the sun started to go down.
Scootaloo waved goodbye to her mother, as she watched her fly towards Cloudsdale “Man… she’s so lucky that she can fly, I can barely even get off the ground. It stinks being a late bloomer!” She thought and knocked on the door, she was greeted by Randolph, who was smiling down at her. Scootaloo gave him the invitation.
Randolph looked at it, realizing who his guest was. “Ah yes, Scootaloo. I’ve heard some wonderful stories about you from Mistress Diamond,” Randolph greeted, as he let the little filly in. “Now, it would be wise if I showed you the room Mistress Diamond will be in. We wouldn't want you getting lost, this mansion holds around one thousand rooms, and most of them are off limits to young fillies.” He took Scootaloo upstairs, leading her up many flights of stairs and past many rooms. As they walked through the house, Scootaloo caught a glimpse of Spoiled Rich who said nothing but gave the filly an angry stare. In return, Scootaloo stuck her tongue out at her, and Spoiled said nothing. She merely humped and trotted off somewhere else.
At last, the two finally made it to Tiara’s bedroom, the door of which was pink with a diamond symbol on it.
“If you need anything, make sure you call. Per my instructions, I serve meals and drinks only til nine, past nine is off limits for little fillies.” Randolph informed his charge, and made his way slowly back downstairs.
Scootaloo knocked on Tira’s door and was soon greeted with the smiling faces of Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon! Scootaloo jumped back in surprise, she was shocked that Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon were the only ponies to have arrived! Why hadn't anypony else come?! Did they not trust Diamond yet… though to be fair, Scootaloo still didn't fully trust the pink coated filly, but maybe she would after this weekend?
“Scootaloo, I’m so happy you could make it!” Diamond happily greeted. “Silver Spoon I have been plotting on what we could do together. But now that you're here, I’m sure we'll have a lot more fun!” She pushed Scootaloo into her room and closed her door quickly but quietly, all before Scootaloo get a word in edgewise.
“Come on, Di, let’s kick off this slumber party in style!” Silver Spoon gleefully giggled. “It’s time for make overs!”
Poor Scootaloo ended up being the first “model”. The rich fillies took her, and placed her in a cute pink dress that was too stuffy and girly for Scootaloo’s tastes, then they smeared some lipstick on (no doubt “borrowed” from Spoiled). Diamond and Silver couldn't help but giggle at Scootaloo’s new look.
“Ah, you look so cute,” Tiara cooed. “But that's totally not you. You look way better as a tomboy. Besides, I don’t think that dress quite fits you right.”
Much to Scootaloo’s reluctance they continued dressing each other up and doing their manes and tails. Although it wasn’t all that bad, Scootaloo was never one for make overs, and she usually preferred not to dress up if she didn’t have to. Still, the modeling sessions achieved one thing for which Scootaloo was grateful, time passed very quickly. And soon it was time for them to all go to bed. They didn't really want to, but they would have a lot of time tomorrow, hopefully to do activities that Scootaloo would enjoy.
A strong smell hit Diamond Tiara’s nostrils as she woke up the next morning. It was so terrible, yet somehow Silver Spoon wasn’t aware of it since she hadn’t woken up or commented on it. Diamond had no idea where the smell was coming from, but she knew she had to investigate, she couldn’t have her room smelling so bad, what would her mother have to say? Tiara looked over the whole room, until she spotted a wet stain on Scootaloo’s sleeping bag. Against her better judgement, the pink coated filly pulled back the covers on the bag, and saw a pee stain on the floor. Diamond barely suppressed the urge to gasp! “She peed herself?! I didn't even know she still wets the bed!” She thought to herself, and began to panic. “This will not do, Mother will be very displeased that I let this happen! She might even throw Scootaloo out of the house and make me scrub the floors!”
And then a thought came to the pink coated filly. Usually, whenever she wet the bed, her father would make her wear diapers to make up for the stain. At the least it prevented further accidents from staining the sheets. So maybe Tiara could do the same to Scootaloo? Remembering that she’d only gotten over her own bed wetting issues just recently, Diamond went to her closet, and pulled out a thick white diaper, which was just the right size for a filly. She then walked over to Scootaloo and a bit too loudly she said. “WAKE UP!”
Scootaloo woke up alright, and nearly shot into the air due to the surprise of the sudden yell! But she could feel an uncomfortable wetness, and when she got up she noticed that she’d wet her sleeping back. Then she took notice to the diaper in Diamond Tiara’s hooves, and shuddered. “Please tell me you seriously aren't thinking of putting… ‘that’ on me.” She pleaded.
Silver Spoon started to wake up upon hearing all this talking. And she groaned loudly. “Ugh, does anypony here know what time it is?! I'm trying to sleep!” But then she took notice of the diaper in Diamonds hooves. “What's that for?” She asked out of curiosity. “One of your little cousins coming over for a visit, Di?”
Diamond shook her head. “Oh no, Scootaloo apparently wet the bed. And per Rich Mansion rules, she’s gonna have to be diapered until she proves she can go a night without soaking her sheets. I know it's disgusting, but she's going to pay by being our little baby, hope your okay with playing house for today, Silver Spoon.” She explained.
“Hm, Scootaloo playing the part of the foal you say?” Silver pondered. “Well... I like it, but I am not changing her diapers if she decides to use them. You could always get your mom or your dad to change her.” She added, and started to get herself woken up. Then she put her glasses back on.
“Actually I'd rather not get my parents involved, they really don't need to find out about this, especially my mother. if she finds out Scootaloo will be humiliated for sure,” Tiara replied. “But I do plan to change her, at least once. I foalsat the Cake Twins once, so taking care of this big foal will be easy.” And both Diamond and Silver giggled.
“Do I really have to do this? It was just one accident.” Scootaloo pleaded, she really didn’t want to have to wear a diaper just because she wet the bed.
Diamond answered Scootaloo. “Of course. Since you wet the bed, I have no choice but to diaper you. Besides, this gives Silver Spoon and I a chance to play house. We can be the mommies and you can be our baby. It'll be fun, promise,” She explained, and prepared the needed things to diaper her friend. “Oh, and if you're wondering why you need to wear these, it's not just so we can play house. Dad hates when the floor gets messy. I’m sure he would prefer if you wear protection in case this happens again. Trust me, this happened to me once. It won’t be for the whole day, it’ll just be so you have time to adjust to the diaper before tonight. If you can stay dry tonight, you won’t need one tomorrow.”
“I knew I should've used the bathroom last night, and judging by how Diamond’s acting, I think there's no way out of this one.” Scootaloo thought, then she sighed and reluctantly said to Diamond and Silver. “Fine, but please don't take pictures of me. I want this to only be between us three. And don't expect me to go number two in that diaper, because it's not happening.” She crossed her hooves as Diamond Tiara came back with the supplies, diapers, wipes, a mat, a few pacifiers, and the most important thing for a foal, a plushie. “This is going to be a long and embarrassing weekend.” Scootaloo thought to herself, hoping beyond hope that Spoiled wouldn’t find out.
Spoiled Rich was currently spending time in her bedroom, looking through papers of rich ponies who wanted to buy some of her own fashion set. Thanks to Rarity (as a result of the “community service” her husband had stuck her with for the bad publicity resulting from the incident with the school board) she'd been teaching herself how to make things, simple things like dresses, hats, and scarves. It might of taken a long time, but as Rarity would testify, Spoiled had improved since her early works.
Now, the only problem Spoiled faced, was a model to show off her clothes and prove that they looked good on a pony. She’d normally have her daughter model for her, even if the cloths were too big. Fortunately, Spoiled quickly found that offering Diamond a little incentive in the form of an allowance raise, usually kept the filly content.
But if there was one thing Spoiled despised, it was poor ponies buying her stuff. Having given up control of selling to Rarity (per the deal Spoiled had been forced to accept), she was powerless to control the customers. She was dependent solely on the bit purses of her clients, and if she turned them down then she’d lose the only thing was giving her an income that might one day be used to free her from the pressures of having a daughter like Diamond Tiara. Still, it burned up her inside every time her dresses were sold to poor ponies for dirt cheap. What gave them the right to wear her fashion set? They were made for rich ponies, not some ponies who lived in small towns! It was infuriating to say the least.
Spoiled’s ears perked up as she heard her daughter yell “WAKE UP”. It made her want to check in on her daughter and her guests. Surely one little check wouldn't hurt. But then she remembered what her daughter had said to her just before the Slumber Party: “Mother please do me and Silver Spoon a favor. Please do not check in on us! We aren't foals, we don't need you or Randolph checking on us every so often. Father’s perfectly content to just have us be checked on at agreed on times. So even if you don't like me as much as you used to, please try not to make a fool of yourself in front of my guests.”
That memory made Spoiled’s mind boil with rage. But what could she do? She had promised her husband that she'd try her hardest not to do anything to bad to Diamond Tiara. “I don’t want to deal with another one of your poorly timed outbursts, dear,” He’d warned. “Our daughter’s finally built up a good reputation, and I won’t have ya ruining’ it ‘cause she told ya off for being’ mean.” But, Spoiled realized with a fiendish grin, he’d never said she couldn't do anything to Scootaloo, the only invited guest who had showed up. Even if she was a guest here, she still had to listen and obey Spoiled, at least to an extent. Now Spoiled had to come up with something she could make that filly do. Something to get back at her for being one third of the group responsible for corrupting her daughter and undoing years of hard work.
“I could make her clean up the gutter, it’s been months since it was cleaned out,” She thought to herself. “Or maybe I could have her tell her to go jump in a lake! Or maybe I could just have that brat do all the chores in the house with no breaks! Wash the dishes, water the plants, take out the trash, scrub the floors, and especially clean the bathroom. I’ve lost track of how many times I’ve had to clean tree sap and pine needles from the tub and sink. I wonder if that filly even knows how to use a toilet brush. I certainly did at her age, and I never complained once.”But then Spoiled realized, that once Scootaloo’s mother got back, she would probably end up in a lot of trouble for doing that. So she instantly dropped the idea, even though it sounded tempting. Spoiled became so lost in thought, that she almost didn’t notice the time for the first designated check in was fast approaching. And Randolph wasn’t up yet, true to form the lazy butler was still snoozing away. Spoiled began to scheme. “I suppose it wouldn't hurt to check in on those fillies in thirty minutes. After all, we need to be sure nothing bad’s happened to them. Have fun while you can, girls.” Spoiled Rich said to herself, as she continued her work. Hopefully, she’d think of a proper way to get her revenge by the time the check in arrived.
Up in Diamond Tiara’s room, Diamond and Silver were already slipping into their roles for their game of house. “Okay, Scootababy. I need you to lie down on this changing mat, so I can put the diaper on you. Please come to Mommy.” Diamond Tiara cooed, motioning for her baby girl to come. As Diamond was doing this, Silver Spoon went to the closet to get some old foal toys out.
Scootaloo was only thankful that this was between them. She knew it could be a lot worse, Spoiled Rich, her fellow crusaders, or even one of her classmates could of been doing this to her. The very thought of being diapered and babied by Spoiled Rich made Scootaloo shudder, she didn’t want to even imagine what horrifying experiences Spoiled had caused Diamond during her foalhood.
Scootaloo eventually (and rather slowly) made her way to Diamond, and reluctantly laid down on her rump on the mat, waiting to be diapered by her new friend.
Once Tiara saw Scootaloo was laying down, she quickly slid the diaper underneath her rump. Scootaloo started to shake, it had been a few years since she’d even had a diaper put on her. The closest memory she had was when she was at least five, and was still using her diapers. In fact, her mother had kept her in diapers a little longer then most foals, yet she’d graduated fully by the time she was six. Now she was eleven and her bedwetting problems had returned. “Just my luck I didn’t think to use the bathroom last night. I thought I’d finally kicked this habit!” She thought to herself.
Tiara became annoyed with Scootaloo shaking, as it made it very hard for her to put the foal powder on. She was after all only a filly, a grown pony would've probably been able to do this better. But the filly hadn’t wanted to embarrass her friend by telling her parents, and she wasn’t sure how long it had been since Randolph last changed a diaper. She then called to Silver Spoon. “Hey, Silver Spoon, I need some help. Do you think you could maybe get a small strap for me. I should have one in my closet somewhere. Scootaloo here keeps shaking and making things difficult,” Then turning her attention to Scootaloo she asked. “It's just a diaper, why must you shake so much?”
“I’m sorry, okay,” Scootaloo apologized. “I just haven't worn diapers since I was almost six. And please don't tell anypony… I still sometimes went number two in my diapers at that point… Luckily, I did stop. But I guess I still have a few issues.” She explained, crossing her hooves, her body still shaking. Being put into a diaper was humiliating enough, but she was also being diapered by a pony she used to hate.
Diamond put her hoof on her lips and made it look like she’d zipped them shut. “My lips are sealed,” She told Scootaloo. “We’re friends now. You have nothing to worry about, your secret’s safe with me.” Silver Spoon then came over, and hoofed Diamond a foal’s jumping rope. With Silver’s help, Tiara then strapped it over Scootaloo as she could and proceeded with the powdering process.
Scootaloo finally managed to stop shaking, largely because the jump rope held her in place. And although she could’ve broken free of it if she wanted to, she couldn’t bring herself to do so and disobey her friend. She had wet her sleeping bag, and her host had made it clear that bedwetting was punishable by being diapered for a while. As the foal powder was put on Scootaloo’s rump, the filly took in the smell. It smelled sweetly, like a rose.
Once that was done, Diamond Tiara folded the diaper over Scootaloo, and taped each strap together one by one. Once the diaper was fully on Scootaloo, she helped her diapered friend up and lightly gave her padded butt a few pats to make sure the diaper was taped on securely. She couldn’t help but laugh, as she saw a few puffs of foal powder spill out. She’d be sure to clean that up later, no need to explain that to her parents. “Aww, who's our cute widdle baby,” She cooed at Scootaloo, before she saw that Scootaloo was pouting. “Aw, what’s wrong? Don't you love being in diapers?” She asked, giggling abit. “Would you feel better if I let you wear my tiara for a bit?”
Silver Spoon came back with a rattle and other toys foals. “You should feel lucky that this is going to stay between the three of us, Scootaloo. If Di and I weren’t the fillies we are now, we’d probably take a picture of you and put it in the Foal Free Press,” She teased, causing Scootaloo to jump in fright! “Too much?” She asked sincerely, and received a nod from both Scootaloo and Tiara. Silver then grabbed one of the pink colored pacifiers on the floor and put it into Scootaloo’s mouth. She smiled, as she heard Scootaloo starting to suckle on it.
“Well I must admit that is actually pretty adorable,” Diamond commented. “Oh, I can't help it! I’m sorry, Scootaloo!” She apologized, pulling out a camera and taking a picture of Scootaloo sucking on her pacifier. “I know, I know, I said I wouldn't take photos. But come on, it's just us three. Who's gonna find out I did this to you? My cat? My fish? I said it would stay between us three, and I meant it!” She added, and placed the camera down.
Scootaloo wanted to be mad, but Tiara did have a point. So long as neither Filthy or Spoiled Rich found out, her secret wouldn’t leave this room. “Fine, you can take pictures, just no showing anypony!” She insisted, and suckled on her pacifier as she played with one of the rattles “I must admit, this pacifier isn't that bad. And why is this rattle so interesting? Every time I shake it, I can't take my eyes off it.” She thought to herself, and continued playing while the other two giggled at her.
After around ten minutes of shaking that toy, Scootaloo tried to move on her own power. When she did, a very loud and noticeable crinkling sound could be heard. “What's that noise? It sounds wike paper.” She lipsed through the pacifier, she kept looking around for the source of the noise but found nothing.
Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon started to giggle, and soon the giggles turned to laughter! “Oh my gosh, Scootaloo, you're such a silly filly!” They said together, continuing their laughter for a moment. But then they stopped for they knew they had to tell her what it was.
“Didn't you know, diapers make that noise when you walk, duh. I know it's a strange noise but it's there to prevent you from walking downstairs, Unless you want everypony to see your padded rump and tease you about it,” Silver Spoon explained, as she started to give Scootaloo a tickle attack. “Who's our cute wittle baby? She asked, expecting a cute answer from Scootaloo.
Scootaloo couldn't help but let out a fit of laughter, as her grey coated friend started tickling her. It didn't take Diamond Tiara long to join in on the fun. As they tickled her, Scootaloo started to kick about with her hooves, accidentally knocking Silver Spoon onto the floor! “Uh oh..” She gasped, her eyes going wide!
Diamond ran to her friend’s side, helping her up. Silver had a small bruise on her leg. Diamond then turned her attention to Scootaloo, trying her best to contain her rage. Nopony knocked her best friend on the floor, nopony.
“SCOOTALOO!” She scolded. “That wasn’t very nice, Silver Spoon was just trying to play with you,” Slowly walking towards her orange coated, diapered friend, she grabbed Scootaloo by the mane, and pointed at a chair that was in a corner next to the south wall. No windows in sight, no toys, nothing fun in that area. “Since you like to misbehave, little missy, you are to sit in that chair for ten minutes,” Tiara instructed. “No playing, no talking, no yelling, and no bathroom breaks… after all, you’re already wearing your bathroom,” She giggled as she tried to plop Scootaloo onto the chair, but she wouldn't move. “Scootaloo, I'm not playing around! Sit there right NOW!” She shouted, her anger beginning to rise. But when she saw tears begin to form on Scootaloo’s face, Diamond realized she might be taking this mother roll a tad too far. “Oh geez, I’m so sorry, Scootaloo. I didn’t mean to yell at you,” She quickly apologized. “Please, don’t cry. You can totally use the potty if you need to.”
Scootaloo managed to get the water works under control, and then she started to yawn. Upon realizing she was a little tired, she asked. “Hey, Diamond Tiara, could I just take a nap as a punishment? Besides, I want to prove to you that I don't need these stupid, poofy diapers! Diapers are for foals, and I AM NOT A FOAL!” She said loudly! She really wanted to be let out of these diapers before somepony like Spoiled Rich saw her, oh the torture she would be put though if that happened.
Diamond thought about it. It would be a good way for Scootaloo to prove she wouldn't wet herself again. And maybe it would help her make up for accidentally hitting Silver Spoon earlier. “Fine,” She agreed. “But If you wet that diaper you're staying in diapers til tomorrow morning. And if you mess yourself, I’m asking Randolph to change you, GOT IT?!” She asked.
Scootaloo nodded in response. She had to admit, aside from being diapered, she was enjoying her time here with Diamond Tiara. “Wait a second! Did she just say if I pee or poop my diaper, I have to stay diapered?! What does she take me for, a two year old?” Scootaloo thought, as Tiara started to dress her in a pink onesie for bedtime. This time, instead of sleeping on the floor, Diamond placed Scootaloo carefully in her princess sized bed.
Then Tiara gave Scootaloo a kiss on the cheeks, “Goodnight and sweet dreams my widdle foal,” She cooed before adding. “Oh, and if you make a pee pee or poo poo in your diaper, be sure to let me and Silver Spoon know so we can change you, or find somepony else who will.” Then she and Silver left to go downstairs for a drink.
A few hours passed since Scootaloo was put down for a nap, she slept right through breakfast not that the filly minded (she didn’t want to eat breakfast all padded). Diamond Tiara had taken it upon herself to play a few games in the pool with Silver Spoon. And regrettably, there were no swim diapers for Scootaloo (though the filly doubted she’d need them, or regular diapers).
Alas, as Scootaloo woke up, she felt an uncomfortable wet sensation in her lower rear. It didn’t take a genius to figure out what had happened. “OH YOU’VE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME!” She exclaimed, as she hastily took off the onesie, and saw that her diaper was soaked. Luckily the beds sheets were fine, Diamond would be happy about that.
But just then, Spoiled Rich walked into the room, surprised at the sight before her. “Well, well, I had no idea we had a foal in the house,” She taunted. “Oh, why didn’t Diamond Tiara tell me of these accidents you’re having. And she's using the wrong type of diapers too, I’m surprised those haven’t leaked. Fortunately, I have just the ones for a big foal like you. I guess you truly are a foal, Scootababy.” Spoiled laughed. This was the perfect opportunity to get revenge. Scootaloo and those dumb Cutie Mark Crusaders had taken her daughter away from her. So Spoiled hoped that maybe, by forcing Scootaloo to be a foal and do some embarrassing things, would teach her to butt out of other ponies business. “Where should I start with her humiliation?” Spoiled thought, before she grinned as a wicked idea came to her. “Oh yes, I know just where to start!”
Spoiled Rich picked up Scootaloo and evilly cooed. “Why don't we get you changed? I wouldn't want our new foal here getting a nasty diapee rash,” She said, laughing out loud. She carried Scootaloo out of the bedroom and loudly called. “Oh Randolph, I need you to change Scootaloo! She’s going to be our baby for the weekend, and she’s already gone and soaked her diaper! Alas, potty training won’t be an option for her!” She explained.
A moment later, Randolph came trotting up with a few supplies. “Mrs. Rich, are you sure this is a good idea? I’m sure Scootaloo is merely having some bed wetting problems,” Randolph suggested. “Wouldn’t it be better not to make her feel bad about it and let her retain her diaper independence until next she goes to bed?”
“No can do, Randolph. I’m the mommy, and Mommy doesn’t think her new baby knows how to use the potty,” Spoiled cooed in exaggeration. “So either you help me, or I’ll dock your pay for the next several weeks. What’s it going to be?” Randolph reluctantly clammed up.
Scootaloo gulped. “Oh no, this was what I was afraid of! And Diamond Tiara is still outside! How long til she comes in?! Surely she can stop this evil mare, right?!” She thought to herself.
Even as she was held firmly in Spoiled’s grasp, Scootaloo realized she didn't have to take this, she could just go home. But then she realized her mother was the only pony with a key. But she didn't have to listen to Spoiled, not when she was doing stuff like this. “Hey, I am NOT going to wear those pink diapers! You can't make me! I have rights!” She protested, folding her hooves together in retaliation. Though her acting like this wasn't really helping her, in fact she was acting more like a baby having a temper tantrum.
Spoiled Rich only laughed at her victim. “You really think you don't need those diapees? Haha, you’re so cute Scootaloo, but you left a huge pee spot on MY FLOOR!” She yelled, causing Scootaloo to jump! No wonder Diamond had been so complacent with her mother’s behavior until recently, Spoiled was downright scary when she yelled.
Scootaloo reluctantly realized she couldn't get out of this now. Sure, Spoiled Rich knew that she wet the bed but it couldn't get worse, right? She was just gonna keep this a secret, right?
Spoiled immediately saw the fear in Scootaloo's eyes and with pride she somewhat cooed, somewhat taunted. “Aw, don't be scared, my diapered princess. If you listen to Mommy and be a good baby, then I'll make sure these pictures of you in that diaper don't accidentally get put into the paper for everypony to see.” And she showed off the camera that Diamond Tiara had.
Scootaloo let out a gasp! If anypony saw those pictures her reputation would be ruined, and her chances of joining the Ponyville Fire scooter team (which she happened to enjoy watching on the rare occasions when she had nothing to do). She had no choice at the moment and from the looks of it, Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon would probably be outside for a little longer than she’d originally thought. Better to play along rather than call Spoiled’s bluff. “Fine, I guess I have no choice,” She conceded. “But please, for the life of me, don't take me out in public! And can I please use the bathroom? I promise I won’t make anymore messes on your floors.”
But Spoiled just giggled at Scootaloo, and she taunted. “If I want to take my foal out in public, I will. You're my wittle toddler after all, plus I’d love to see the ponies faces when they see you in your cute diapees. And why should I potty train you when you haven’t bothered to show the self control that justifies it?” She said with an evil grin. She then decided to go back to Diamond Tiara’s room for a minute and pick up some dresses. But that was when she stepped in Scootaloo’s little accident without even knowing it was there. “Ugh, doesn’t Diamond Tiara know how to clean?! I guess I’ll get Randolph to clean it later,” She thought to herself, looking at that spot in absolute disgust. She was even more disgusted at the fact that, Scootaloo didn't even use the bathroom (and Spoiled would’ve known if she had). “Well, at least now I know she really isn't potty trained. Looks like diapers will be a must for her. She will NOT be using the potty for anything, not even for her other business. I can always have Randolph change her, or even Diamond Tiara, she’s got to learn how to take care of a foal sooner or later.”
Spoiled soon came back to the room were Scootaloo resided, a new diaper had just been put on her courtesy of Randolph, now the fun could really begin. The first order of business for this humiliation protocol, was for Spoiled to take her new foal downstairs to the playroom, where they kept all sorts of toys for little foals. That softly carpeted room was mostly used for younger family members, whenever they came to visit (most of which weren’t potty trained).
Randolph (per Spoiled’s instructions) put down a foal gate around the exits of the room, to make sure nopony could leave except for the bigger ponies who could walk right over them. It actually wasn't too big, Scootaloo could walk over if she wanted to. But it wouldn't be a big surprise if ponies would hear her due to her crinkly diaper. That and the possibility of a stern punishment from Spoiled, was enough to motivate her against the idea.
Scootaloo herself could finally move around. Her new diaper was an insultingly girlish pink in color and for whatever reason it had a few diamonds printed on it. It was actually really hard for her to walk in these, largely due to how thick they were (they seemed to be way thicker than the usual store brands, or at least anything Scootaloo had seen on the Cake Twins when they’d worn diapers). The way she walked made it look like she was maneuvering like a little toddler who didn't even know how to walk. “This is so frustrating, why does Spoiled have to be so cruel?!” She thought, and then opted to give Spoiled a piece of her mind. “You do realize ponies might actually like you more if you weren't such a poopie head, right?”
Spoiled seemed to think it was kinda cute the way Scootaloo had just said that, if the sickeningly sweet smile on her face was any indication. She walked over to the little pegasus and cooed in an exaggerated tone. “Ah, somepony must be a widdle cranky. Maybe if you're good, I can take the baby out into public in her diapees for a stroller ride. I’m sure you'd just love that,” And she proceeded to give Scootaloo a few pats on her padded bottom. “And just wait til your mommy comes back. I can't wait to tell her of these accidents you've been having, oh she will want to keep you in diapers forever, I’m sure of it!”
That suggestion made Scootaloo blush bright red. Well actually both things made her blush. Number one, she didn't want to go out in public with this diaper on, everypony would surely laugh at her, she would most definitely end up in the paper, and would become the laughing stock of Ponyville. And number two, she really didn't need her mother knowing about her bedwetting problems, not after she’d gone to great lengths to hide them.
Trying to focus her mind elsewhere, Scootaloo looked down at her surroundings. She saw a rattle, some alphabet blocks, stuffed bears, and a few other things that foals mostly played with. “Ugh, this is so stupid! I’m not some stupid foal! Would a foal be able to ride a scooter and do amazing tricks?!” She thought to herself, and then to Spoiled she firmly demanded! “I can do a lot of things that foals can’t do, and I demand that you treat me like a filly instead of some un-potty trained foal!”
Spoiled smiled evilly, and she taunted back. “You might look like a filly, but to be perfectly honest, I’m not so sure. You can't seem to fly, even foals can get off the ground, but for some weird reason you can't stay in the air. If you ask me that's one good reason to keep you in diapers, we wouldn’t you want to fall down and get owies on your bum-bum,” She was quick to add. “And please remember, I’m in charge of you, so you have to listen to me. That is, unless you'd prefer I’d tell your mother that you completely disobeyed me while you were here, and that you refused to wear diapers even after you stained my nice clean floors.”
Scootaloo pouted, what could she do? It was her word against Spoiled’s and while this seemed a bit extreme, so far Spoiled had yet to actually revoke her bathroom privileges (Scootaloo was hoping Spoiled was just teasing, largely because Spoiled struck her as a pony who would despise changing diapers) or take her out in public. So she reluctantly just picked up some stuffed Power Ponies toys and started playing with them, moving them around in the air, and repeating some of the lines she saw in the comics after Spike had thankfully let her borrow some for a few days.
Spoiled smiled, content that she complete control over her new foal. “That's a good baby. Now, if you're good for the rest of the day, I promise I won't take you outside for a stroll… yet,” But she immediately warned. “But if you disobey me, I might have to do something really embarrassing to you,” As she made her way upstairs, she turned back towards Scootaloo and added. “Be good now,” Then she whistled and instructed. “Randolph, please watch her, and make sure she only uses her diaper, that is her new potty after all. Mommy doesn’t want anymore messes to clean up.” And with that she went back up to her bedroom, she had to find some baby clothes that would be guaranteed to make Scootaloo fall down a lot.
Now alone in this make-shift play area, a single tear slid down Scootaloo’s face. She’d have been okay with Diamond Tiara diapering her and babying her a bit, because she was actually nice about it (and hopefully would’ve let her use the bathroom). But Spoiled Rich didn't seem to really care about her feelings, she just wants to embarrass her at all costs. “I’m just happy the other Crusaders aren't here,” She mentally pondered, her thoughts drifting to her friends. “Sweetie Belle would probably enjoy it, and Apple Bloom would likely hate it” She thought, as she continued to play with the toys. She looked at Randolph, who was mostly reading the newspaper and only occasionally glancing at his charge. He didn't seem to care much for watching her, either because he didn’t care, or because he trusted Scootaloo not to wander. “I know Diamond Tiara is enjoying her time outside and I don't mind that, but she really, really need to hurry!” She thought to herself, all but mentally pleading for her friend to come back inside.
All of a sudden, Randolph got up, having realized that he’d forgotten to tie the baby blue colored pacifier around Scootaloo’s neck. “Mistress Spoiled wouldn't be too happy If you aren’t sucking on this,” He explained, walking over to Scootaloo, picking the pacifier up, putting a small string over it and tieing it, he then put it over Scootaloo’s neck and cooed. “There, now the baby should be happy. If you need anything, or if you’ve used your diaper, just ask. Don't worry, I’ll change you regardless of what you do. Be good, little one. No wandering off now.” He then went back to his rocking chair and started reading again.
Scootaloo’s thoughts quickly drifted towards the big plastic pacifier dangling around her neck. “Don't get me wrong, I don't mind the pacifier but the diaper makes things hard, It's so hard to move around….wait a minute!” She suddenly realized! “I could just take the diaper off, they can't stop me from doing that!” She thought, thinking it would be a good idea. But as she moved her hooves to undo the tabs on her diaper, she thought of what Spoiled had said and gulped. “On second thought, maybe I’ll just wait til Mom gets here, or Diamond Tiara comes back inside. Whichever comes first.”
Outside at the pool, Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon were laying on their chairs under the sun. They’d been having a lot of fun together, even though they wished Scootaloo had been able to join in.
“Ah, this feels so good Silver Spoon,” Diamond commented. Then she looked at a sundial, realizing something very important! “It's actually time to check on Scootaloo, well actually we were supposed to check on her two hours ago,” She commented. “I guess swimming and tanning made me lose track of time.”
“Hopefully Scootaloo didn't go poopy in her diapees, you know how much of a baby she can be,” Silver Spoon said in a joking tone, but Diamond only looked at her unamused. “Sorry, I couldn't help it. With her in diapers, it makes room for funny jokes…. Lets just go check on her!” She quickly replied, as they entered the mansion. They didn't notice Scootaloo as they walked by the playroom with a foal gate. Silver Spoon did notice what looked like an orange coated foal very briefly as they walked by, but she thought it was one of Diamonds little cousins and didn't say anything about it. “Diamond probably just forget to mention she’d be entertaining one of her little cousins. I just hope the little one isn’t potty trained or in the process of it, because what would they think if they saw Scootaloo?” She thought to herself.
Once they got to Diamond’s bedroom, the two fillies saw that was empty. Diamond and Silver looked all over the mansion but couldn't find her, which worried them quite a bit. Diamond especially, as her mind started drifting to all sorts of possibilities. “What if Scootaloo got stuck inside the toilet somehow? What if she wandered off somewhere in the mansion and is now lost? Or what if she somehow ends up outside and is in her diaper for everypony to laugh at?” She asked, as tears slid down her face. “I’m a horrible mother, Silver Spoon.”
Silver quickly came to her friend’s side and reassured her. “Hush now, it's okay. By the way, I thought I should tell you this, I saw your cousin in the playroom downstairs. It looked she had an orange coat, I didn't even know you were expecting another little one to visit.” She commented, hoping to cheer her friend up.
Upon hearing her friend make that statement, a look of shock crossed Tiara’s face! “That's impossible, none of my cousins are orange, they are all either pink, white or purple!” She realized. “Maybe Randolph is foalsitting?” And she dashed downstairs, her grey coated friend following close behind. When they got there, their mouths dropped to the floor upon seeing Scootaloo in a pink diaper with a blue pacifier tied to her neck, and by the looks of it she was sleeping. But they could also notice that she had used her diaper….again (albeit just for number one).
Diamond immediately marched over to Randolph, who seemed to be unaware of what was going on, and she loudly shouted! “Okay, Randolph, WHAT THE BUCK IS GOING ON?! I’m so peeved! This was supposed to be between me, Silver Spoon, and Scootaloo! I didn't order you to put her in my old diapers!”
“I’m sorry Mistress Diamond,” Randolph apologized. “But this was requested of me by your mother. I’m afraid Scootaloo won't be allowed to use anything besides her diaper, because she's too young for the potty, by order of Spoiled Rich.” Randolph declared, hoping she'd understand.
After finding out that the pony who was making Scootaloo wear her old diapers was Spoiled, Diamond Tiara paced around the room, deep in thought. How could she even handle this? As unfortunate as the situation was, she had inadvertently contributed to it by putting Scootaloo in diapers and then leaving her unattended. If she were to confront her mother over this, Spoiled would probably just twist it around to Diamond’s own lack of responsibility.
So it seemed there was only one pony who could conceivably handle the situation. Her father, Filthy Rich. But unfortunately, as if the universe was entirely against Scootaloo, the head of the Rich household was in his study. And Tiara remembered an unwritten rule about her father, when he works he does not wish to be disturbed, no matter the circumstances (unless it was an emergency, like the mansion was on fire).
The only other pony Tiara could talk to was her mother, but she was certain Spoiled wouldn't listen to her. And as for Randolph, regardless of what he might feel personally, he wouldn't dare disobey Spoilers demands. The last time he’d attempt to do so, his pay was cut by thirty percent for an entire week, disobeying her was a big no no when his employer held his personal finances hostage.
Meanwhile, Scootaloo let out a soft yawn as she started to wake up, having dozed off at some point. “Huh, I must've falling asleep while playing with these blocks,” She thought out loud. “This is weird, I normally don’t fall asleep like that.” She started to get up, before she felt a rather warm yet uncomfortable feeling press against her rump. Looking down at herself, the pegasus realized she was still in diapers, and she’d just used one again. “Drat, I forgot Spoiled Rich Is forcing me to wear diapers… AND I STILL DON’T KNOW WHY!!” She yelled, causing everypony In the surrounding room to stare at her.
“Oh, Scootaloo.... I’m so super sorry that I didn’t make it back here before Mother came in,” Tiara apologized “It was really irresponsible of me leaving you in there alone. I mean, what kind of parent leaves their baby alone? That’s bad parenting.” She asked, before realizing she was getting off subject. “But there's nothing I can do about this I’m afraid, my dad’s working upstairs in his study. And he gets really angry when anypony disturbs him. One time, before I turned over a new leaf, I disturbed him and he grounded me for an entire week.”
“But you have to try!” Scootaloo pleaded, gently lifting her wet butt up, and walking over to Tiara (at least as far as she could reach, the stupid foal fence kinda blocked her from going any further) “Just because your father didn’t do anything before, doesn’t mean he won’t intervene in this, right? I mean he has to know how much of a total poopy head Spoiled is, right? He has to know by now. It doesn't hurt to try! Anything’s better than being Spoiled’s new foal!”
Diamond started to consider her options, before she heard a door swing open. It was, of course, her mother. She didn’t look too happy, then but she usually wasn’t happy, so what was the difference? Against her better judgment, she pleaded. “Mother, you can’t do this to Scootaloo she has feelings! And I’m sure you're hurting her right now. Please, allow her to walk around without a diaper. She doesn’t need them all the time.”
“Feelings? Haha,” Spoiled fiendishly chuckled. “You should know me by now, sweetheart. I don’t care about feelings, not for the ponies responsible for turning my loyal daughter into the defiant pony she is now,” Clapping her hooves, she commanded. “Now then, Randolph, it looks like little Scootaloo needs a change. Fortunately, I got some new, cuter diapers for her to wear, so make sure you put her in these,” She revealed a pack of pink, frilly diapers, upon it reaching the ground she headed to the kitchen and instructed. “Bring Scootapoo into the kitchen once you're done. It's time for her to eat,” Spoiled giggled as she headed in. ”I hope she doesn’t mind eating some old foal food.”
But then Spoiled stopped In her place and added. “Oh, and if she’s made a poopy, let me know. I want to congratulate the foal on doing the most embarrassing thing in a diaper. Of course, you’ll be the one changing her if that’s the case.” Then she departed, leaving poor Scootaloo blushing. She might not of done number two yet, but if she had to do that In her diaper, she would be so embarrassed and probably die of the humiliation.
“Yeesh, mother, no need to act like a selfish brat,” Tiara muttered, and made up her mind about what to do. “Silver Spoon, stay here with Scootaloo. I need you to stay in case Mother tries anything else.” She started to gallop off in another direction.
“Wait, Di, where are you going?” Silver Spoon asked. “And do I seriously have to stay here? What if your mother makes me put on those diapers too?” She asked with a shiver, the thought of wearing a diaper felt so wrong to her, especially if it came with a loss of bathroom privileges.
“Don’t worry, Mother wouldn't dare make you put one on,” Tiara reassured her friend. “After all, she wouldn't want the Spoon family to become bitter enemies with her. It’s where my family gets a lot of its money from after all. Now I must go talk with Father about all this. He has to know what Mother’s doing!”
Reaching the upstairs entrance to her father's study, Diamond Tiara started to have seconds thought about her decision. Did she really want to do this? Sure, Scootaloo was in a bit of a pickle. But was it worth telling even if it meant getting into trouble with her dad?
After a moment of contemplation, Diamond took a deep breath. “You can do this, it’s not that hard. Father has to know the truth.” She politely knocked on the door, waiting for an answer.
“You can come in, but please make it quick, I have lots of paperwork.” Filthy Rich replied in mild annoyance.
Pushing the door wide open, Tiara saw her father sitting in his old chair, looking through a stack of papers. By the looks of it, he was doing something related to Barnyard Bargains. But whatever it was, it would have to wait. Tiara sighed and spilled out. “Father, Mother is being really rude and selfish downstairs. First off, she's making Scootaloo wear diapers. And dare I say she's practically forcing her to use them. And I think Mother plans to take Scootaloo out publicly in nothing but her diapers. My only hope is for you to put an end to this,” In her most sincere pleading tone she added. “Please, Father, I just want to have a normal slumber party with my friends!” As she spoke, tears started to come out.
Filthy Rich completely heard his daughter, but he couldn’t help but laugh. “Diamond Tiara, I ain’t sayin’ I don’t believe you, but that doesn’t sound anythin’ like your mother. I know she bears a grudge against your new friends, but I think I would know if she were plannin’ to publicly humiliate ‘em. You mind tell me why she put your friend in diapers to begin with?”
Diamond confessed with a gulp. “Well, Scootaloo did wet her sleeping bag this morning, and Silver Spoon and I put her in diapers so she wouldn’t stain the sheets with another accident. And we kind of forgot to check up on her when we said we would, and Mother stumbled upon Scootaloo already diapered.”
Filthy sighed. “Sounds to me like you were bein’ irresponsible and inconsiderate. You used to wet the bed often just a few years ago. But I didn’t put you in diapers because of it, did I?”
Tiara shook her head. “No, Father. But even so, Mother is taking advantage of my mistake. She even said she was gonna reward Scootaloo if she did number two in her diapers.”
Filthy looked at his daughter, trying to gage her expression. “Well, I’ll come down and take a look in a little while, okay? This paper work’s extremely important for Barnyard Bargains, and so far it seems Spoiled ain’t done anythin’ too extreme,” Then he shooed his daughter out of the study. “Just make sure she keeps Scootaloo in the house while she’s padded, and knows that even bedwetters still have bathroom privileges. Okay?”
“But Father!” Diamond pleaded, only to have the study door close on her face. Well, at least now her dad would hopefully reign Spoiled in. But in the meantime, it was up to the pink coated filly to keep her mother from going any further. But what could she do?
The filly thought for a moment. Then it came to her. “Wait, I could put some diapers on and force Mother to take care of me like a foal, then Scootaloo won’t be dealing with this alone. This might hurt my reputation, and my mother’s, but at least it might prevent her from taking us out in public.” With this idea in mind, Tiara galloped into her bedroom were she had kept her diapers in case she needed to use them at night for accidents.
If her mother wanted a foal, she was going to have one. In fact, she was going to have two. And at least one of them was going to act like foals were supposed to act.
Diamond Tiara reached a hoof into her closet, which had one stack of her old, big poofy white diapers. As she started to put one on, she realized she forgot to add foal powder, but she shrugged and just passed. It’s not like she actually needed that. Once the diaper was tapped snuggly around her rump, the filly looked Into the mirror to see If anything was missing and she changed one last thing, her hair. She got the equipment needed and gave herself a more foalish look. She styled her mane into a pigtail to make her look more like a baby. Once finished she looked around the room to make sure nothing was missing, and that’s when she saw an old stuffed toy laying on the ground.
“Mr Snuffles!” Diamond Tiara screamed in excitement as she picked up her stuffed panda bear. She hadn’t really touched her favorite stuffed animal in years. It was just laying on the floor, unloved. Until now, that is. “And to think I almost gave you away to one of my cousins, I’m actually glad I didn’t”
A thought came to Diamond Tiara as she put Mr. Snuffles on her back. “I’m going to have to call Mother ‘Mommy’ again aren’t I?” She asked herself, letting out a fake gag, It had been years since she used such a foalish word. Sure, she sometimes still called her father “Daddy”, but that was different.
But that was not important, the reputation of her friend was. “I suppose I should head downstairs and show everypony the new baby,” The filly said to herself, grabbing the rest of her diapers and taking them with her. “There's no way I’m putting on the diapers Scootaloo has to wear. Those are just too girly, even for me. I can’t believe Mother still has them.”
Meanwhile, Scootaloo gasped as the new frilly diaper was placed around her rump. The design was way worse than anything she’d previously worn. It had happy little smiles and flowers on it, and from the looks of things the smiles would change to unhappy smiles if it got wet. “This can’t get any worse, can it?” She nervously asked as she was carried on Randolph's back.
Randolph booped Scootaloo on the nose before saying. “Don't worry, you cute little munchkin. Let's get going to the kitchen, I’m pretty sure Mistress Rich has some wonderful and tasty food prepared for you.” He declared, trying his best to hold the foal. “It would help if she wasn’t wiggling around so much. Oh, how could I forget foals are so wiggly? Reminds me of the times I took care of Diamond when she was a baby. Quite a shame Spoiled never had time to watch over her when she was younger.” The old butler thought to himself.
Just as Randolph entered the kitchen, Diamond Tiara ran right past him, being careful not to knock him over of course. She put her diapers down and showed her padded butt to everypony in the room. Everypony gasped! Her mother had a look of disgust on her face, Silver Spoon couldn’t help but blush and giggle, and Scootaloo… well, she was actually happy but also shocked at the same time.
Spoiled immediately marched over and shouted. “Diamond Dazzle Tiara, you remove that diaper this instant! I do not need a big filly like yourself wearing that. Just think about your reputation. Rich ponies like ourselves don’t need such padding, it’s unladylike and most uncouth.” The mare tried to remove the undergarment, but Diamond Tiara swiped her hoof away.
“No, Mother!” Tiara firmly protested. “I put this on because It's really unfair how you’re treating Scootaloo. If you’re gonna treat her like a foal then you’ll have to treat me the same way! Got it?!” She remarked, going through with her plan, a small blush coming onto her face as she did so. “And don’t think I’m afraid to use my diaper for both accidents.” She vowed (though she hoped it wouldn’t come to that).
“Fine,” Spoiled reluctantly conceded. “But I’m not going to be changing you, Randolph can do it. just like he's taking care of Sc-” But then she was interrupted by her husband.
“Randolph, I need you to spend the rest of the night with me. I might need your help with some important things.” He called from upstairs and shut his door once finished. Most likely, he needed Randolph to be up there with him to bring food and drinks (as well as hopefully learn how Spoiled was treating Scootaloo, and how this slumber party was going).
Spoiled gulped as she watched the butler leave. Before he left he at least put Scootaloo in a high chair, but now Spoiled was stuck with two foals, all to herself. “This just made things really complicated,” She said in a whisper. Truth be told, the rich mare had been expecting to have Randolph take care of the foals until Monday. But now things seem to have gone from good to bad. “Oh, I hope he doesn’t ask how I’ve been treating Scootaloo, I already have a bad rep as It is.”
Spoiled went to fetch another high chair, as seemed there was no stopping her headstrong daughter this time. Once again, it seems those cursed Cutie Mark Crusaders (or rather one of them) had planted ideas in her daughter’s mind. “Fine,” She growled, glaring at Diamond. “You want to be a foal, then I’ll treat you like one. At least It's only you two.” She felt a little confident that she might actually be able to do this, two foals was a hassle but by no means unmanageable. But all those hopes got crushed when Silver Spoon walked over to the pack of diapers.
“Ugh, I hate diapers. But this does sound kind of fun. I definitely won't go number two in this but I don’t think I’ll mind peeing in them. Besides, they do look quite comfy,” Silver Spoon commented, as she pulled a diaper out. “Oh uh, can you help me put this on, Spoiled Rich? I actually don’t know how to put it on.” She asked, blushing deeply.
Spoiled Rich’s eyes twitched as she realized that meant three, THREE foals for her to take care of. “This makes things even harder! But it’s all good, I can do this! Even though I have no experience taking care of foals on my own.” She thought, as she went to fetch the high chairs.
“Really, Silver Spoon? I thought this would be too gross for you to put up with?” Diamond Tiaras asked as Scootaloo simply smiled
“Boy, I’m sure glad I have friends like them, putting on diapers just for me.” Scootaloo though, smirking as she heard Spoiled Rich appear to be having some trouble with bringing the high chairs up.
“What can I say? When I saw you in the diaper, I was confused. But nopony should pick on Scootaloo like this,” Silver Spoon replied. “She just has bed wetting problems and… I kinda had a bedwetting issue a few weeks ago, but I got over it. I just wanted to help my best friend, so if that means putting on diapers and being a foal, I’m all over it.” She declared, hugging Diamond Tiara.
Spoiled finally came back up with the old double high chair, and placed it next to Scootaloo's. It was better than bringing two at once. She picked Diamond Tiara up first and put her into the left seat of the high chair. Then she tried her best to put the diaper on Silver Spoon. It took three tries. First, she somehow put it over her head which made everypony laugh. Then she got it around the filly’s stomach. Finally, she got it on perfectly, and placed the diaper snuggly around Silver’s bottom. Then Spoiled picked the foal up and put her in the right seat of the high chair, before she went to fetch the foal food in the kitchen. She gave both Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon carrot flavored foal food. But without even knowing it, she grabbed a different kind of foal food for Scootaloo, one that would have grave consequences later on (of course, had she known, Spoiled probably would’ve still gone through with it).
When she came back, the rich mare soon noticed both Diamond and Silver were pouting. “Let me guess, you want me to feed you as well?” She asked, receiving nods in confirmation. “Fine,” She groaned. “But I have to feed Scootaloo first. She was a baby before either of you two were.”
Scootaloo took one look at the orange colored goop in front of her and stuck out her tongue. “I’m not eating that!” She protested.
“Oh, you most certainly are,” Spoiled threatened. “Otherwise you can just starve, and I’ll take you out in public for everypony to see. I might even have to punish you if you’re gonna keep being a naughty foal.”
Scootaloo gulped and shuddered at the very thought. “A-alright, alright!” She reluctantly cooperated and opened her mouth. Surprising the foal food was good. A little spicy for some odd reason, but actually quite tasty. “Hm ,that was actually kind of... good. Can’t believe foal food tastes good.” She said, finishing her last bite.
Silver Spoon was next to be fed, and she fully cooperated. “Wow, this is way better than anything I’ve had at home!” She declared.
Once finished with Silver, Spoiled was about to pick the foal food up to offer to her daughter, but Diamond Tiara decided to be mischievous. She grabbed it and threw it at her mother's face, spilling all the food over her.
Diamond let out a fit of giggles as the food spilled onto her mother, getting her all dirty and messy. “Hehe, Mommy is messy,” She laughed and kicked her legs. “No wonder ponies used to call you Spoiled Milk.” She teased, as Spoiled got up with a glare in her eyes!
Spoiled was ready to spank her daughter, but then realized she probably shouldn’t do so. “She's just a foal…. She doesn’t understand what she did.No, gah, what am I saying?! She's a young, growing filly who doesn’t have manners! But wait I can do something else to her and her friends to make her learn her lesson!” She thought, and grabbed a triple stroller she had lying around. She’d bought it by accident a long time ago and been too proud to admit it was a waste of money.
Now that stroller was going to come in handy. “Okay, Diamond Tiara,” Spoiled remarked with a rather fiendish grin. “If you really want to play that game, then you can take a nap without your lunch.” She started picking the foals up one by one. As she finished putting them into the stroller, Spoiled realized that she’d forgotten to give them some warm milk. She decided to warm some up real quick. “I might not be that great of a mother but I happen to at least know how to warm up some milk. That has to count for something, right?” She thought, as made sure it wasn’t too hot for the babies. Once the bottles were finished, she picked the warm milk up and handed them over to the foals. They each drank their milk slowly one by one, letting it slide down their little throats.
Once they’d finished, Spoiled took the bottles and put them in the sink. She then leaned down and patted each of them on the back. Each of them let out a small burp, except for Scootaloo, who did burp but hers was bigger.
“BURRRRRP!” Scootaloo instantly covered her mouth, her face flushing red. “Excuse me.”
Spoiled smirked. “Oh, no need to be polite, you are only a foal after all. You’ve used your diapers twice already, so it's not weird that you would burp the loudest,” She let out a small laugh, “If you ask me, It seems almost as if you love your new diapees!” She then began pushing the foals towards the nursery had Tiara used as a foal (which they still had for whatever reason).
Diamond Tiara blushed deep red when her mother turned the light on. It was still the same as it had always been. It had her old, small diapers, small blankets, and even a stuffed bear that Tiara used to play with a lot. But then she noticed a rather large crib big enough for three foals to fit into. “I really wish Daddy would decorate this room, it's really not needed.” she thought as her mother grabbed each foal, and put them into the bed.
Spoiled Rich grabbed Scootaloo last, quickly checking the pegasus’ diaper and taking a peek inside. “Huh, still dry. I thought for sure I smelled something. Guess it's just my imagination.” She cooed, putting Scootaloo in the crib and covering her and the other foals up with a blanket.
But Scootaloo has had it at this point. “THAT IS IT! I can’t take this anymore!” She protested loudly! “I know you're in charge ,but I don’t need diapers! I’m NOT a bed wetter and I haven’t made a messy in a diaper since I was like five! I don’t need them!” She shouted, releasing her anger. But then she quickly grabbed her stomach as something started to leave her system. “Thank goodness it's just gas.” She thought.
“Hmm, okay, Scootaloo,” Spoiled pondered. “How about this? If you can make It until bedtime without messing yourself or wetting that diaper, I’ll remove It and I won’t tell your mother about any of this. But If you do have any and I mean ANY accidents, you have to keep the diaper on and act as much of a baby as possible. That means no complaining, and no removing the diaper, AT ALL! Do I make myself clear?!” The mare declared, thinking it wouldn’t hurt to make a little wager.
Scootaloo was shocked Spoiled would even say such a thing. She thought about it for a minute, but then firmly boasted. “Ha! Me have an accident?! Dream on! I’m not some stupid foal, It's a deal!” She reached a hoof to Spoiled Rich, they shook on it, and with that it was done. Scootaloo rested her head on the pillow, ready to sleep.
“Do you think she’ll make It Tiara?” Silver asked.
“Oh please what's the worst that could happen?” Diamond replied. “She's a grown filly, not a foal, she can control her own body. I believe she won’t have anymore accidents.” She whispered to her friend and the light was turned off.
But unknown to them, Scootaloo felt more gas coming out. She was not aware that it was not just gas, but something worse that was on the way.
Scootaloo woke up, her stomach had felt bad for the three hours that she'd been sleeping but she didn't really think about it at the time. Now she knew she had to use the bathroom, and she had to use it badly! “Was it something I ate? I know I was careful with not eating anything bad for my stomach.” She said as her tummy started growling loudly and ominously.
Scootaloo snuck out of the crib without anyone noticing. Then she departed Diamond Tiara’s old nursery and made her way out into the main hall. “Now where was that bathroom again? She asked looking around all the doors and rooms.
As she looked around the diapered filly got frustrated. "All these stupid doors look the same! How is anypony supposed to find anything?!” She complained aloud. Briefly, Scootaloo thought about waking Diamond Tiara and asking her for help, but she didn't want to look like a foal who had no idea what she was doing (even though she was bound to get lost without help). She could figure this out.
Scootaloo walked through the cold, drafty mansion. As she did she heard a branch scratch across a window making her jump! Her stomach wasn't getting any better, the noise made it hard for her to focus on holding it in and she had to strain herself not to do so at that very moment!
"Come on, Scootaloo, you can do this. You already made a deal with Spoiled Rich. If I use this diaper at all I'll be stuck in them until Mom comes home, and I really don't want to explain to her why I'm even wearing these stupid things. I haven’t needed them for years!" She thought and came around the corner to yet another long hallway. Just how many of these were there in this mansion?! How many rooms did anypony really need?!
Finally, after it seemed like she had gone in a complete circle multiple times, Scootaloo made It to the bathroom door. She was able to tell due to the label on it that read “Rich Family Lavatory” in gold plated letters. A bit excessive, but in this case Scootaloo was glad for the label. It was the only thing that prevented her from trotting past the door without a second thought.
Proud of herself for making it so far without an accident, Scootaloo reached for the knob and started to turn it. Unfortunately for her it was locked! No matter how hard she tried it wouldn’t budge in the slightest. “COME ON! OPEN, YOU STUPID DOOR!!” She said in complete rage, but alas it failed to work.
Sensing that she was getting nowhere fast, Scootaloo released her hooves from the door. Then after backing up a bit she started to head butt the door! If she couldn’t get it open that way, she could at least try forcing it open.
Spoiled Rich’s eyes awoke as she was starting to hear a noise, almost like a pounding. When she got up she barely opened her own bedroom door (which was a few feet away from the master bathroom). She saw Scootaloo’s struggle, and an evil smile crossed her face. “My, my, she must have to use the potty. Well she's out of luck! Mommy won’t let another foal almost get eaten by the potty monster, this time she’s not gonna bother to save her foal if she does. Besides, when Scootaloser uses that diaper of hers, she's going to be babied and pampered for the rest of the weekend. Serves her right for what she and her friends did to my daughter!” She thought and silently closed the door.
“Can’t believe she actually think I’d leave the bathroom unlocked,” Spoiled went on thinking. “If she was smart she'd have used Diamond Tiara’s bathroom downstairs, it even still has her old training potty.” She thought and returned to her bed, plugging her ears to avoid hearing any sounds.
Scootaloo ended up stopping the whole banging the door as it wasn’t working for her at all. At this very moment she really couldn’t hold it in any longer, she’d have to use something as a make-shift toilet.
She looked around and her eyes fell upon a potted plant. She remembered hearing once about how someponies “fertilized the soil”. And her mind was made up. “I mean… I guess I could go in that… It's not like I have any other choice at the moment. It’s just one plant, and I’d be doing Spoiled a favor.” She thought to herself, and walked over to the flower vase right by the window, ready to relieve herself.
Unfortunately, just as Scootaloo was about to take the diaper off her bowls were unable to contain it any longer. Her tail hiked upward, and everything seemed to happen on instinct, even as the filly tried to fight against it.
Sacootaloo blushed deeply as she completely messed her diaper, the smell of her shame quickly reaching her nostrils as she blushed bright red from embarrassment. Good thing nopony was around to see this. “I...I can't believe I just did that… How?! Why?! I was so close, so close to the vase!y I couldn't hold it in for just a few more minutes?!” She thought, then sighed and decided to go to Randolph’s room to ask for a change, there was no way she was going to stay in this mess all night. And no way was she asking Spoiled or Diamond to change her.
Scootaloo managed to get to Randolph’s room pretty quickly, and thankfully it wasn’t locked. She was about to make her way in when she thought for a second. “Wait, I don’t have to get anypony to change me!I can do it all on my own!” She turned and trotted away while thinking. “I’m a big pony, not some dumb foal, I can easily change myself and just hide the old diaper in the trash. Nopony would ever find out.” Her mind made up, she quickly but quietly made her way back to the foal room, It wasn’t too hard to find this time.
Once back inside Scootaloo slowly made her way to the stack of diapers in the cabinet while her diaper started to sag. Though it was uncomfortable she tried to bear it. She took a diaper out from the cabinet, and she brought some powder and wipes out as well. Sighing, she prepared for the change. “Let’s get this over with.”
Scootaloo untaped her messy diaper and let it fall. Motivated by the smell from the open diaper, she grabbed quite a few wipes just to get the mess on her rump taken care of. It took her twenty minutes (or so it seemed) but in the end it was worth it. Once finished she put the old diaper to the side and put the new one underneath her, then she started to put powder all over her before she taped the diaper into place.
Once the tomboyish filly finished she got up and threw the old diaper away “Ha, this should totally prove to Spoiled Poopy Head that I can totally go a night without making a mess! Then I won't have to wear diapers anymore!” She said, sticking her tongue out in victory. “I can’t believe Diamond’s mom is still this mean.”
Scootaloo then quietly climbed back into the crib and covered herself up with the blanket, thankful her two friends hadn’t noticed or heard any of her struggle. “I’m glad I don't have to explain to them about my accident.” She whispered.
The pegasus rolled over, making her new fresh diaper crinkle. However, as she started to sleep she didn’t realize that she’d left a huge mess of baby powder on the floor along with the bottle, leaving evidence that she had changed.
An unaware Scootaloo decided to put the pacifier that was around her neck in her mouth, maybe it’d help her sleep?
Next morning, Celestia’s sun rose as it usually did. The three little fillies sleeping in their own crib started to stir and wake. The three drowzee fillies opened their eyes, but then they just covered their heads and dove under the blankets to avoid the light. They hoped to try to sleep a little more. But unfortunately somepony slammed the door of the nursery wide open to check on them!
The pony in question was none other than Spoiled Rich, she needed to make sure nopony had an accident. She began walking to the crib, having not quite noticed the powder bottle on the floor just yet. As she walked over though she definitely smelled something nasty, and was ready to make Scootaloo wear diapers forever. She had BIG plans to expose Scootaloo for the diaper baby she was, and tell Scootaloo’s mother that her filly wasn't ready to be without her pampers.
Spoiled uncovered the three but was disappointed when she saw only two of them were in need of a change, Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon (who were both blushing deeply) were soaking wet. But Scootaloo was as clean as a whistle. “I don't get it… I know you messed yourself!” She declared. “I had the bathroom locked for that exact reason! Where is it, what did you do with your dirty diaper?!
Scootaloo grinned. “Let’s just say I didn’t use my diaper at all. And if you expect me to change my own diaper dont worry, I have no clue how to do so. I tried once but it somehow got taped onto my head.” She declared, hoping Spoiled wouldn’t look in the trash. Now Scootaloo wished she’d tried to take it the night before.
“Drats!” Spoiled muttered, believing to have been beaten. “Well I guess a deal’s a deal, you won't have to wear dia-” But she stopped mid sentence and started to sniff the air. She definitely smelled it,and she also noticed some powder on the ground. She followed the powder drops to the trash and opened it, seeing a very dirty diaper inside it. Immediately she spun around and looked at Scootaloo, red in the face with anger!“So you lied to me?!” She bellowed at the top of her lungs! “That’s it, brat! I don't care if you're not my child, get over here and bend over!” She picked up a belt for there was no way she was going to use her hooves.
Normally, Spoiled would’ve have Randolph or another servant take charge of inflicting punishment on the foals. However Ranodlph had taken the day off due to having come down with a sickness. So Spoiled was left to carry out matters such as punishment herself. And after everything Scootaloo had done, Spoiled wanted to make sure the filly paid a steep price. “Nopony makes a mess on my floors! And nopony changes themselves without an adult when they’re in my care! This pony is such a brat! I’ll bet her mom spoils her too much and lets her get away with everything! Well it’s time somepony drew the line!” She thought to herself as she wrapped the belt tightly around her hooves, ready to leave a sore bottom.
Scootaloo jumped when she heard Spoiled’s command. Not even her own mother had ever spanked her (as far as she could remember anyway). “Y-You can't do that! I’m not y-” She couldn't finish as she was picked up by Spoiled Rich and placed firmly on the mare’s lap over her stomach. Scootalo wanted to cry as Spoiled dropped the diaper and raised the belt, ready to make her attack.
“MOTHER! STOP!” Diamond Tiara cried out in horror! “You can’t do that, Scootaloo’s not your child! If Dizzy Twister finds out you could end up in trouble! I know Scootaloo didn’t take care of her mess properly, but don’t punish her for something she did on accident!” The pink coated filly pleaded, but to no avail.
“Sit your padded butt back down and keep quiet, Diamond Tiara! Or else you’ll get the same punishment!” Spoiled sternly lectured. “This little delinquent is the cause of your misbehavior, and as a mother I have the right to fix that problem even if I need to get my hooves dirty!” Then she turned back to Scootaloo. “You’ve had this coming for a long time! This is what you get for trying to be the big filly you’re not!” She declared, getting ready to spank the filly. But she wasn’t able to she felt somepony tap her on the shoulder.
“Oh, for goodness sake, I said to leave me al-” Spoiled began as she spun around, but stopped when she saw her husband towering over her. The expression on his face made it clear he was not so happy about what she was doing to the diapered filly that currently lay on her stomach.
“Spoiled, hun, why in Celestia’s name is Scootaloo on her stomach, and why do you have that belt in your hooves?” Filthy Rich asked out of curiosity. “And how come all the fillies are in this room and wearin’ diapers?”
Spoiled Rich looked at Scootaloo at first. She saw that filly was definitely crying, but she then turned to her husband and said with a straight face. “Well… we were playing a game of spank the naughty filly! Oh yes, she was being a very bad baby. She changed her own diapers and babies don't do that! They just make more of a mess.” She declared.
“I see,” Was all Filthy said before walking over to his diapered daughter and her best friend. “So, if I asked Diamond Tiara the same thing, would she agree with you hun”? Filthy Rich asked, only to receive a shiver from his wife. He turned to his daughter. “Is what your mom says true, Diamond Tiara?”
Diamond Tiara started to tear up and jumped out of the crib and hugged her father tightly, nevermind her current state of appearance! “Oh Daddy, you have no idea how much of a grump Mother has been! It all started when Scootaloo wet the bed.” She declared and began telling the full story to her father, who listened closely (another servant came in the mean time to take care of the dirty diaper in the trash).
After listening to everything his daughter told him (and getting her and her friend changed so they wouldn’t get rashes) Filthy was only really upset about Scootaloo almost being spanked, and Spoiled intentionally locking the bathroom door so Scootaoo would mess herself.
“Scootaloo I don't like that you tried to change yourself after your accident,” Filthy lightly scolded the filly. “My wife took things too far, but she has a right to be upset with how sloppily you changed yourself. What if some of that mess fell on the floor? It takes a lot of work to keep Rich Mansion neat and tidy, and stuff like that makes the hired help’s job more of a chore,” Then he turned to Spoiled Rich. “And I don't like that you lied to me about the spankin’, that was uncalled for. Especially because it was your fault Scootaloo even messed herself in the first place. We don’t take away a pony’s bathroom privileges just ‘cause they wet the bed. Don’t forget, you had that problem after Diamond Tiara was born. We had to pay a lot of money for surgery to get you fixed.”
Spoiled gulped and blushed. “Filthy, you swore you wouldn’t tell. Those were some of the most embarrassing nights of my whole life.”
Filthy shook his head. “I’m sorry, hun, but here at Rich Mansion we strive to treat other ponies like we wanna be treated,” He paused for a moment, seeing that Scootaloo was already wearing diapers. And that gave him an idea. “Scootaloo, you’re not gonna be punished for tryin’ to change yourself.”
“Woohoo!” Scootaloo cheered and leaped into the air for a second.
Filthy raised a hoof. “However, you’re still gonna have to wear diapers for the rest of the weekend even when your mother arrives. I want her to know about your bed wettin’ problem. It ain’t good to keep somethin’ like that secret from her, unless you’re willin’ to do laundry,” Filthy declared. “However, you’ll be able to use the bathroom, provided you ask a grown-up for help. And if you have to get changed, you’ll have to ask a grown-up for help with that too. Can’t risk havin’ you makin’ a mess on my floors.”
“What?! But... But that’s unfair, I don't need diapers!” Scootaloo whined in rage.
“Sorry, house rules, Scootaloo,” Filthy instructed. “Not to worry though, you’ll still have most of your independence. Which is more than I can say for a certain other pony who actually is in trouble,” He turned to Spoiled. “And you my lovin’ wife, you will be put back into diapers until you can learn to act your age! Don’t even think about the potty, you ain’t gonna be allowed to use it. Only I or Randolph will change your stinky butt. Be thankful I don’t take you out in public like this, can’t have ponies thinkin’ the wrong thing about you, about us.”
Now it was Spoiled’s turn to complain and protest! “Filthy, darling, you can’t be serious! Treating me as less of a grown-up than Scootaloo?! She couldn’t even keep her diapers clean for one night!”
“Sorry hun, you chose to act like a foal so now I gotta treat ya like one. Maybe the humiliation will motivate you to stop bein’ so nasty and throwin’ tantrums all the time,” As he looked around the nursery he added. You might wonder why we kept this room after Diamond outgrew it, well I made it in case we needed to raise another foal, and now it seems we will!”
Spoiled only snapped at Scootaloo as she was led away by her husband to be diapered. “Better watch out, blank flank,” She snarled. “Now you’ll have to deal with something even more scary than me, the potty monster!”
“Spoiled, hun, you know there’s no such thing.” Filthy called in protest, prompting another growl from Spoiled.
Scootaloo turned to Diamond Tiara. “What’s Spoiled talking about? Everypony knows the potty monster doesn’t exist. It’s just something foals make up when they’re afraid of the toilet.”
But Diamond Tiara blushed. “Actually, there’s kind of an embarrassing story behind it. It happened when I was two years old and just starting my potty training.”
Spoiled Rich had brought Diamond Tiara into the master bathroom, placing her daughter (who had just turned two years old) on the seat of the toilet as she instructed. “Now my little Diamond, it is time you started using what all big ponies use instead of diapers: the potty.”
“Okay, Mommy,” The much younger (and smaller) Diamond Tiara nodded. In truth she didn’t want to give up her diapers just yet, but whatever her mother said was the rule of the house. And if her mother said she wasn’t allowed to be in diapers anymore, that was the end of it. “How me use potty, though?”
Spoiled smiled. “You just sit on it until you do your business. Then I’ll wipe you up. Try not to wiggle around too much.”
Diamond obeyed, quickly peeing and pooping in the toilet as her mother smiled. “I did it, Mommy! I a big filly!”
“Yes you are, Diamond! Mommy is so proud of you!” Spoiled declared in an exaggerated coo. “Now I just use some toilet paper,” She pulled a few rolls and had her daughter stand so she could wipe her rump clean. Then she dumped the used rolls into the toilet bowl. “And now we flush.” Spoiled pushed the toilet handle down.
But as the flush cycle started Tiara slipped and fell off the seat, into the bowl as it flushed! “Help, Mommy! Potty monster trying to eat me!” She screamed as the rapidly draining water spun her every which way!
“Diamond, grab my hoof, quick!” A panic stricken Spoiled shouted, extending a hoof down toward the bowl! Alas, it was too late, Diamond’s tiny hooves just couldn’t reach! The foal was sucked down the drain!
Horrified, Spoiled dashed out of the bathroom to retrieve a plunger! “Hold on, Diamond! Mommy will save you!” She declared!
A short time later, a couple of up and down plunges from the plunger courtesy of a maid she pressed into service was enough to free Spoiled’s daughter from the drain. “Oh, thank heavens you’re alright, Diamond! Now you know why you must always be mindful of where you sit or stand,” Spoiled instructed, before she caught a whiff of her daughter’s scent. “Ugh, except now you smell worse than some common farmer’s pigpen! You must be cleaned at once!”
Tiara whimpered. “Me sorry, Mommy. Me didn’t mean to mess up.”
“It’s alright, as long as you don’t let it happen again. And it won’t happen again,” Spoiled sternly insisted. “And this will remain our little secret. If you tell anypony, I’ll deny it.”
Scootaloo blinked in amazement as the story ended. “Wow. I’m actually surprised that your mom cared enough to rescue you from the drain.”
“Well, Mother actually was kind of nicer when I was a foal. At least whenever she didn’t have to change my diapers or take care of other messy aspects,” Diamond declared, and then grinned. “But now you can help me potty train her. If Father lets me anyway.”
“Aren’t you and Silver Spoon gonna take off your diapers?” Scootaloo questioned.
“Yeah, we will,” Diamond declared. “Even if the diapers are kind of nice, actually.”
Silver Spoon nodded. “Yeah. Besides, it was a lot of fun to make trouble for Spoiled Rich. She totally deserved to get brought down a peg or two.”
“Besides,” Tiara added. “There’s already two big foals in the house, I don’t think Father wants any more.”
Scootaloo gulped. “I was afraid you’d say that.”
Silver simply patted Scootaloo on the head. “Oh, don’t worry, baby. We’ll make good mommies for you. We won’t feed you stuff your tummy doesn’t agree with.”
The rest of the sleepover passed slowly for both Spoiled Rich and Scootaloo. The latter of whom, try as she might, couldn’t go a night without wetting herself (though thankfully she never did another number two in her diapers).
At last the end of the sleepover dawned and Scootaloo’s treatment was almost over, even if it meant having to be a diaper playmate for Spoiled (so as to show the grown mare how a proper foal acts).
Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon took their diapers off a while ago and just decided to treat Scootaloo more like a foal. They much preferred babying as opposed to being babies.
Today, however, Scootaloo’s mother would come back to pick her up, unaware of her daughter’s predicament.
A sudden knock was heard at the door just as Diamond Tiara fed Scootaloo her last jar of baby food and decided to let Silver Spoon give her some warm milk.
“I'll get it, you just take care of the baby while I see who it could be!” Diamond declared to Silver, running up to the front door. When she opened it she was shocked, and sadden at the fact that the days of treating Scootaloo like a foal were over.
The pony at the door was none other than Dizzy Twister. “Hello Diamond Tiara, how has your weekend been?” Dizzy Twister asked.
“It was fine, but you should come inside. I’m sure the baby misses her mommy.” Diamond declared, not realizing she’d used the words “Baby” and “Mommy”.
Dizzy was confused by the odd statement bu followed Tiara inside. She was soon shocked to see Scootaloo in a wet diaper and being bottle fed by Silver Spoon. Even so, she couldn't help but giggle at the situation. “I didn’t realize you like being treated like a foal and wearing diapers,” She commented to her daughter. “Maybe I’ll treat you like one at home.''
Scootaloo spat out her milk, squirting Silver Spoon in the process, “Wha... Mom! You’re back so soon!” And she gulped! “I-I-I can explain! The reason why I’m wearing this stupid getup! It’s not a fashion statement.” She proceeded to reluctantly confess about her bed wetting problem, and what it had led to (leaving out a few “unnecessary” details).
“I KNEW IT!” Dizzy Twister gasped in sudden realization! “I knew there was a reason you hung those wet sheets outside to dry. I can’t believe that you didn’t tell me.”
“Are you… mad with me?” Scootaloo reluctantly asked her female parent.
Dizzy shook her head. “No. I still love you, and I know why you would try to hide something like that. But I do believe you need diapers for a while, at least until we can see a doctor and find out why you’re having this problem. Just dont lie again, okay? And if you need a change, don’t be afraid to ask. Speaking of which, we should probably get you out of that wet diaper.” She declared, and quickly removed Scootaloo’s diaper.
Scootaloo was wiped clean, and then simply said goodbye to her friends. Before she left though she went and whispered into Diamond Tiara’s ear. “You know, I don't actually mind being a baby at your house just don't tell anypony. I kind of liked it when you and Silver Spoon treated me like one…. Maybe next time, just as long as it’s between the three of us?”t.
“Yeah, maybe we can do It again at my next slumber party!!” Diamond Tiara declared, and then she and Silver Spoon waved goodbye.
Spoiled, watching from afar, stuck her tongue out as Scootaloo left. “Great, that’s over with…” She looked at herself. “But now I still have my punishment to get through…” And she went back to hiding in her room. She didn’t want anypony see to her like this.
