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Before she could do anything, somepony knocked on the front door.\n\nThe pink pony quickly pushed open the door and found Scootaloo, Sweetie Belle and Applebloom standing there. As it was snowing, all of them were dressed in winter gear.\n\n“Oh hi! What brings you here?” Pinkie asked.\n\n“Oh nothin’ much. Applejack’s doin’ something with Big Macintosh and the others and she wants us to stay at yer place for a bit.” Applebloom replied, pawing the ground with her right foreleg.\n\n“Rarity’s got something to do as well. And she wants me out of the house,” Sweetie Belle added.\n\n“And you Scootaloo?” Pinkie asked.\n\nScootaloo avoided Pinkie’s gaze. “I’d rather not say.”\n\n“Okie dokie lokie!”\n\nApplebloom looked at the two foals and back at her friends and then at Pinkie. “Say, Pinkie, do ya think we can get our cutie marks in foalsitting?”\n\n“Why not?” Pinkie chirped. “Have fun doing it!” \n\n“Cutie Mark Crusader Foalsitters! Yay!” the three fillies chirped simultaneously. They had quickly shucked their winter gear and lined up by the door. \n\nPinkie placed her right foreleg under her chin as she thought what the three could so. “So how about helping me feed Pound and Pumpkin?” The two foals hid behind Pinkie as they watched the three new fillies.\n\n“Who are they?” Scootaloo asked.\n\n“Oh, I am such a silly filly!” Pinkie gently nudged two foals – a unicorn and a pegasus – out from behind her forelegs. “Say hi, Pound!” she said, nudging the pegasus.\n\nPound immediately babbled something and took off, zooming around the room. \n\n“So that means Pumpkin’s the unicorn. Right?” Sweetie Belle asked.\n\n“Yes! Say hi to your new foalsitter!” Pinkie chirped.\n\nPumpkin recoiled back and in a flash of light, vanished. \n\nAll three fillies looked in astonishment. “Did… Did, she just teleport?” Scootaloo asked. \n\n“It sure looks like it,” Applebloom replied. \n\nAlmost immediately, Pumpkin teleported back into the room. \n\n“So what do you want us to do?” Sweetie Belle asked as Pound buzzed overhead.\n\n“How about giving them their bottles and feeding them?” Pinkie said. \n\n“Okay!” the three fillies chirped simultaneously.\n\nPinkie led the three into the kitchen. On the stove, a pot of water was heating up two bottles of milk. Two glass jars of foal food were already out. “First you give the two their bottles first.”\n\nSweetie Belle immediately levitated a bottle from the pot and hovered it in front of her face. “Okay, Pumpkin, time for your bottle!” she chirped.\n\nPumpkin peeked out from behind Pinkie’s foreleg. She immediately recoiled back as Sweetie Belle approached. \n\n“Come on, don’t you want your bottle?” Pinkie asked.\n \nPumpkin walked over to Sweetie Belle and playfully swiped at her snout. She giggled as she accidentally smacked Sweetie Belle. \n\nSweetie Belle rubbed her snout with a hoof as she looked at Pumpkin. “Time for your bottle!” she said. The bottle glowed with the blue light of her magic as it flew from the pot on the stove.\n\n“Sweetie Belle! Ya, can’t jes give a bottle to a foal like that!” Applebloom said.\n\nThe bottle hovered in midair for a moment and then retracted back to Sweetie Belle. She scowled as she turned to Applebloom. “And why not? She wants the bottle!” \n\nSure enough, Pumpkin was trying to snatch the bottle from midair. \n\nApplebloom sighed. “Ya gotta make sure it ain’t too hot! Jes, squirt a bit of the milk on yer hoof!”\n\nSweetie Belle did so. Sure enough, the milk was at the right temperature, warm enough to be enjoyable but not so hot it burned the foal’s mouth.\n\nShe levitated the bottle towards Pumpkin, who eagerly accepted the bottle and began suckling on it. Sweetie Belle smiled at the unicorn foal. \n\n“Yes! Nice job!” Pinkie chirped as she bounced up and down. \n\n“She’s so cute,” Sweetie Belle said as she watched the foal suckling on the bottle.\n\nIn contrast, Scootaloo was having some issues trying to get Pound to accept his bottle. “Come on, Pound, don’t you want some milk?”\n\nPound took a break from buzzing Scootaloo to stick his tongue out at his babysitter, who was carrying the bottle in her mouth and trying to get the pegasus foal to take his bottle. \n\nScootaloo sighed, causing the bottle to drop onto the tile floor with a clatter. “Pound, why are you doing this to me?”\n\nThe pegasus foal ignored her and continued flitting about. In desperation, Scootaloo grabbed the bottle with her mouth and began suckling on it hoping to get Pound Cake to imitate her. Much to her embarrassment, she found the action quite relaxing and continued longer than she should have. By the time she snapped out of it, she had already drained a quarter of the bottle. She sheepishly gave the bottle to Pound who eagerly accepted it. She hoped that everypony else was too busy caring for Pumpkin to notice what she was doing.\n\nHer hope was shattered by Sweetie Belle’s voice. “Aww. You looked so cute with that bottle in your mouth!”\n\n“Yes! Yes! You looked super-duper cute like that! If you want a bottle I can heat one up for you!” Pinkie Pie blurted out. “Oh, you looked almost like a real foal! All you needed was a diaper! Wait, maybe-”\n\nScootaloo scrunched up her face in an expression of disgust and shock as she realized that Pinkie was apparently planning to turn her into a foal. “Pinkie! Why the hay would I want a bottle!” \n\nPinkie smiled. “Well, it looked like you were enjoying Pound’s bottle so-“\n\n“I did that so he would take his bottle!” the orange filly cut in. “Pinkie, you are so random!” \n\n“Scootaloo! Quiet down! Pumpkin’s sleeping!” Applebloom hissed, pointing a hoof in the direction of the gently snoring unicorn, who was now resting on a couch in the adjacent living room.\n\nPound Cake gave a yawn as he finished off his bottle. He then landed on the tile floor and was soon fast asleep. Pinkie carefully slid her snout under him and lifted him onto her back; she then carefully deposited him on the couch next to his sister.\n\nThe four ponies then sat down on the carpeted living room floor. \n\n“So did we get our cutie marks?” Sweetie Belle asked. She sighed as she saw that her flank was the usual alabaster white color.\n\nApplebloom looked at her flank. “Ah don’t have one.”\n\n“Me neither,” Scootaloo said. \n\n“So what do ya wanna do now?” \n\n“More attempts to get our cutie marks?” Sweetie Belle suggested.\n\n“Sure.”\n\n“So what shall we be? Cutie Mark Crusader Gem Hunters?” Sweetie Belle said, her horn glowing with a gentle blue light. \n\n“No,” Scootaloo replied. \n\n“Newspaper reporters?” \n\nPinkie’s hair seemed to straighten out and a frown crossed her face for a brief moment as she heard what Sweetie Belle suggested. \n\n“Nah, ah don’t think Ponyville’s ready for the Foal Free Press to make a comeback.”\n\nNearly a half hour had passed as the trio bounced ideas off each other. The three fillies sighed as they reached their last idea – Cutie Mark Crusader Demolition Engineers. \n\n“Oh don’t be sad. What about baking? We’re in Sugar Cube Corner!” Pinkie Pie exclaimed as she suddenly appeared from behind the three fillies.\n\nThe trio beamed as Pinkie spoke.\n\n“Cutie Mark Crusader Bakers! Yay!” the three blurted out.\n\nAlmost immediately, a foul odor filled the room followed by the sound of the two foals crying. The CMC scrunched up their noses in disgust. \n\n“Girls, don’t you want to try and-” Pinkie began.\n\n“Ah’d rather not have a cutie mark in diaper changing,” Applebloom said as she exited the room. \n\n“Eew!” Sweetie Belle said as she darted out of the room. \n\nScootaloo shook her head and followed.\n\n“Girls! Come-\" Pinkie Pie snorted as she grabbed two diapers, a box of wipes, a container of foal powder, diaper rash ointment and the changing mat from the far left corner with her mouth, tossed it on her back and quickly deployed all of the necessary equipment in the center of the room. \n\nShe picked up Pound off the couch; his sagging diaper immediately clued her in as to why he was crying. \n\n“No, Pound! You need a new diaper!” she exclaimed as the pegasus foal tried to fly off despite his full diaper.\n\nLuckily, she managed to occupy him with teething ring while she changed his diaper. As she tossed the diaper in the nearby trash can, Pound zipped off. \n\n“Pumpkin, can you come here so Auntie Pinkie can change your diaper?” she called. \n\nThe unicorn foal did as she was told, bounding over to the changing mat. Luckily, for Pinkie, Pumpkin wasn’t as energetic as her brother. She cooed contentedly as Pinkie undid her messy diaper and wiped her clean. \n\nWhile Pinkie had unfolded the diaper and slid it under Pumpkin’s rump, she used her forelegs to hold the foal and the diaper in place. She angled her neck to grab the container of foal powder. She gasped as she realized it was gone. A quick tilt of her head confirmed where it had gone; Pound had grabbed the container and was trying to fly off with it.\n\n“Pound! Can you please, please, please, give Auntie Pinkie the foal powder back?” she said. Her body was starting to ache from holding onto Pumpkin, the diaper and the fact that her neck was at an uncomfortable angle. \n\nPound blew a raspberry at his caretaker before he tried to fly off. But he lost his grip on the container, which overturned and dusted Pinkie and his sister with foal powder. \n\nPinkie coughed as the fragrant powder covered her. She sighed as she taped up the diaper on Pumpkin and threw away the dirty diaper. \n\nThe CMC came in as soon as they heard the commotion. As soon as they saw Pinkie Pie completely dusted with foal powder, they burst out laughing. \n\n“Girls,” Pinkie said. “Can you clean up the foal powder while I wash up?” She then trotted off to the bathroom.\n\n“Cutie Mark Crusader Foal Powder Spill Cleaners! Yay!” the trio blurted out.\n\nThe mess was much harder to clean up that it appeared; for starters, foal powder was very fine and tended to cling to fur. After several minutes of Sweetie Belle using her telekinetic magic and Applebloom’s skillful handling of a broom and Scootaloo’s equally deft handling of a dustpan, the three had cleaned up the mess.\n\n“So did we get our cutie marks?” Scootaloo asked as she put the dustpan down.\n\nApplebloom looked at her flank. “Nope. And ya don’t got yer’s either.” \n\nSweetie Belle looked at her flank. Nothing. \n\n“So now what?” \n\n“How about we find Pumpkin and Pound?” Scootaloo said.\n\nThe two other CMC turned around. Their eyes widened as they realized the two foals were nowhere to be seen. \n\n“Pinkie Pie’s gonna be so mad at us for losing the foals!” Sweetie Belle said, trotting nervously in place.\n\nAs soon as Sweetie Belle spoke, Pound flitted into the room and quickly buzzed Scootaloo. \n\n“Pound, it’s time for your nap!” Pinkie Pie said as she leapt into the air to try and catch the foal.\n\nSuddenly, Pinkie Pie’s hind legs wobbled and her tail and mane simultaneously straightened out. “Oh no, my Pinkie Sense! Wobbling hind legs and deflating tail and mane means… Oh no, I’ve never had this one before!” \n\nAs soon as the pink pony finished talking, an explosion ripped through the house. Pound immediately started crying at the noise. Pinkie Pie picked him up and gently rocked him in her forelegs as she hummed a lullaby.\n\nScootaloo smiled. “You thinking what I’m thinking?”\n\n“Cutie Mark Crusader Explosion Investigators?” Sweetie Belle offered.\n\nScootaloo nodded. \n\nThe trio then headed into the hallway while Pinkie was busy lulling Pound to sleep. \n\n[center]***[/center]\n\nApplebloom pushed open the door that led to the bakery area. Thanks to the efforts of Pinkie Pie, the area was immaculate. As the store was closed, the display cases were empty, their glass sparkling in the light. A tray of cupcakes was cooling off on the counter. “So where do we start?”\n\nSweetie Belle noticed a rivulet of water running out from underneath a closed door. “Why not there?”\n\nScootaloo pushed the door open. Her eyes widened as she laid eyes on the utterly ravaged bathroom. The toilet was nothing more than a smoking crater and shards of porcelain embedded in the walls, door and ceiling. Water flowed onto the blue tile floor from a broken pipe. The window had been completely blown out, letting the bitter cold wind and snow swirl through the room.\n\n“Pumpkin! Are you in there?” Sweetie Belle called. \n\nNo reply. Sweetie Belle closed the door behind her as the group exited. \n\nThe trio then returned to the living room where they were met with a flat maned Pinkie Pie. Pound was riding on her back. “Where did you three go?” she asked.\n\n“We were looking for Pumpkin!” Scootaloo said. It technically was the truth – they just left out the part about investigating the explosion. \n\nPinkie’s hair returned to its curly state as she smiled. “At least I know you’re okay! Now where could –” She was cut off as her hind legs wobbled and her tail and mane simultaneously straightened out. “Oh no! Something’s gonna blow!”\n \nAlmost immediately, an explosion echoed from the upstairs bathroom. The four ponies dashed upstairs to find Pumpkin in front of a blown out bathroom door. Pinkie pushed the remains of the door aside and found that the bathroom had been completely destroyed. The scent of ozone filled the air. A geyser of water jetted out from the ruined sink. Water threatened to spill out into the hallway. Luckily, Pinkie was ready with a towel to form a makeshift dam that prevented the water from leaking out of the bathroom.\n\n“Bad foal!” Applebloom exclaimed. “You should know better!”\n\nPumpkin’s lip started quivering. \n\n“Applebloom! Stop yelling at her! She didn’t know any better!” Pinkie Pie scolded as she hugged the foal. Suddenly, the pink pony’s stomach growled. “Oops! It looks like we forgot to have lunch!”\n\nShe then bounced down the stairs with the two foals in tow. The three fillies followed her as well.\n\nInside the kitchen, Sweetie Belle helped Pinkie put the foals in their high chairs. Applebloom and Scootaloo were at the table waiting for food.\n\n“So Pinkie, what’s fer lunch?” Applebloom asked as she sniffed the flower on the table.\n\n“Tomato, cheese, lettuce, arugula and dandelion green sandwiches! And hot chocolate!” Pinkie chirped as she mashed up some apples for the two foals. “Does somepony want to feed the two foals?” \n\n“I do!” Scootaloo and Applebloom chirped. \n\nPinkie Pie smiled as she placed the bowl of mashed apples in front of the two fillies. Two metal spoons stuck out of the mash. \n\nScootaloo’s stomach growled but she refrained from even tasting the food. She had been caught sucking on a bottle; getting caught eating foal food would probably encourage Pinkie to turn her into a foal! She took the spoon in her mouth and headed over to Pumpkin. Suddenly, she felt the spoon in her mouth wobble. \n\nAs she opened her mouth to tell Pumpkin to stop, the spoon flew through the air and splattered mashed apples on the ceiling. The orange filly sighed and trotted over to Pinkie Pie, who was busy making the hot chocolate for the group. \n\nPinkie stepped back, nearly tripping over Scootaloo. “Oh, I didn’t see you there! Are you okay?” \n\n“Fine,” Scootaloo said, looking at the ground.\n\n“Don’t worry about Pumpkin throwing the spoon away. All you have to do is hold onto it; she’ll tire out and you can feed her.”\n\nScootaloo’s jaw dropped. “H…How did you know that?”\n\n“You silly filly, I feed the twins all the time! Now, come on, it’s time for lunch!” Pinkie Pie grasped the serving tray with four sandwiches and four cups of steaming hot chocolate on it and carried it to the dining table where Applebloom was busy feeding the two foals. \n\nSweetie Belle levitated the sandwich up into her mouth and took dainty nibbles. Scootaloo simply dug her snout into the sandwich and started eating. Applebloom and Pinkie Pie somehow clasped the sandwiches between their front hooves and nibbled on it.\n\nScootaloo was the first to finish and she was given the task of watching the two foals. Apparently, her making funny faces at the two were enough to keep them occupied. \n\nSeveral minutes later, everypony had finished their meal and took the foals to the living room. Applebloom and Pinkie Pie were busy playing peek-a-boo with Pumpkin, much to the unicorn foal’s delight. \n\nScootaloo and Sweetie Belle were playing tag with Pound. \n\n“Pound! Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle! Stop that!” Pinkie scolded as the trio narrowly missed a framed picture of the Cakes. \n\nThe two fillies stopped and turned to Pinkie Pie. “We’re sorry,” they said simultaneously.\n\nPinkie’s flat mane regained its curls as her scowl turned back into a smile. “It’s okay; don’t do it again.”\n\nScootaloo crossed her hind legs as a she felt a familiar full sensation in her abdomen. “Um, Pinkie,” she said with a blush. “I need to use the bathroom.”\n\n“The bathroom’s by…” Pinkie Pie trailed off as she realized that the only two bathrooms in the entire household/store were completely destroyed. All of a sudden, she was interrupted by the sound of the two foals crying. One look at them and it was evident from their droopy diapers that they needed to be changed. \n\n“I’ll pass,” Applebloom said.\n\n“Uh, no,” Scootaloo said, shifting uncomfortably from side to side in an attempt to relieve the pressure from her full bladder.\n\n“I’ll try. At least it’s not a poopy diaper,” Sweetie Belle said.\n\n“Are ya sure? What if ya get a cutie mark in diaper changin’?” Applebloom said. \n\nScootaloo giggled briefly only to stop when she felt a slight rivulet of warmth trickle down her hind legs. Luckily, she managed to stop the flow in time. \n\nA folded diaper, surrounded in the light blue glow of Sweetie Belle’s telekinesis, flew from the box in the corner, unfolded and slid itself under Pound’s rump. A second burst of telekinetic force dragged the wipes, foal powder and diaper rash ointment next to Pound. More telekinetic magic untaped Pound’s wet diaper and cleaned him up with a set of wipes. A final burst of telekinetic force dusted Pound’s rump with a foal powder, fastened the diaper and sent the used wipes and diaper into the trashcan. Pound quickly took off from the changing mat and resumed buzzing Pinkie Pie, who was busy changing his sister’s diaper.\n\n“Are you sure diaper changing’s not your special talent?” Pinkie teased as she sprinkled foal powder on Pumpkin’s nether regions. \n\nSweetie Belle blushed furiously. \n\n“Where’d ya learn learn that?” Applebloom asked.\n\nSweetie Belle nervously looked around the room. “Um, from playing with my dolls?” \n\nApplebloom frowned. While she didn’t have the supernatural ability to see through lies like her sister did, she did pick up a few hints from her. “Ya don’t have any dolls.”\n\nAll of a sudden, they were interrupted by Scootaloo. “Girls! Tell me where the bathroom is! I’m about to have an accident!” she cried, dancing about in place.\n\nPinkie Pie frantically glanced around the room for something that Scootaloo could relieve herself in. Finding nothing else, she grabbed a diaper in her mouth and went up to Scootaloo. “Well, you see the toilets are destroyed so…”\n\t\n“Why didn’t you tell me earlier!” the orange filly shouted.\n\n“Well, I had to change the foals’ diapers first and by the time I was done, silly me forgot!”\n\n“And you couldn’t have-” Scootaloo’s words were taken from her mouth as her bladder gave way. As she felt the warm liquid flow down her hindquarters, she froze in shock.\nHer friends could only stare at the growing puddle forming underneath the orange filly. \n\nWhen Scootaloo had finished emptying herself, she broke down sobbing. She turned to her friends with tears in her eyes. “I… I bet you think I’m gross. I… can understand if you don’t want to be friends any more!”\n\nApplebloom went up to Scootaloo, carefully avoiding the puddle of urine, and rubbed her back. “It’s okay. No matter what happens ta ya or whatever, we’ll always be friends.”\n\nSweetie Belle nuzzled Scootaloo. “It’s okay; we won’t think less of you for having an accident.”\n\nPinkie Pie, who had went to get paper towels as soon as Scootaloo started urinating, was busy covering the puddle with paper towels turned to the pegasus filly. “It’s okay, everypony has accidents!”\n\nScootaloo sniffled. “Thanks everypony.” She then looked at her urine soaked hindquarters and the pile of paper towels she was standing on with disgust. “By the way, where can I get cleaned up?”\n\nPinkie Pie nudged the tub of wipes towards the orange filly. “Well, since the bathrooms are broken. You’ll need to use these!” \n\nScootaloo looked at the tub with a frown. Nevertheless, she lay down on a dry spot and let Pinkie Pie clean her up. She closed her eyes as the cool wipes cleaned her coat. Her eyes shot open as she felt something soft and fluffy being slid under her hindquarters. Before she knew it, a diaper was snuggly wrapped around her rump. \n\nBlushing furiously, she looked at the infantile garment. The diaper itself was pure white, decorated with magenta and pink stars. A pink tape on each side secured the diaper. Frilly pink leakguards jutted out from the waist, leg and tail holes. “Why?”\n\n“Oh you silly filly, it’s so you don’t have an accident again!” Pinkie Pie said. \n\nScootaloo’s ears flattened against her head as she shrank bank from Pinkie’s gaze. Applebloom put a foreleg around her friend. “If it’ll make ya feel better, we’ll all wear diapers too.”\n\nScootaloo glanced at her friend. “You mean it?”\n\n“Of course!” \n\nThe orange filly looked at Sweetie Belle. “You too?”\n\nSweetie Belle nodded. \n\n“Cutie Mark Crusader Diaper Wearers! Yay!” Applebloom chirped. \nThe two other fillies stifled a giggle at her display of random humor.\n\nPinkie trotted up with two new pairs of diapers clutched in her mouth. She dropped the diapers on a dry spot on the changing mat. “So who’s up first?”\n\n“Me!” Sweetie Belle chirped as she lay down and rolled on her back.\n\n“Erm, okay!” Pinkie said as she dusted Sweetie Belle’s rump with foal powder and diapered her.\n\nSweetie Belle smiled as she felt the soft padding rubbing against her; the sensation was different from the Rarity designed cloth diapers that she usually wore but no less comfortable. She looked at her rear. Her diaper looked exactly the same as the one that Scootaloo was wearing. \n\nScootaloo was looking at her oddly content unicorn friend. “Hey Sweetie Belle, you don’t seem to be too shocked to find yourself in a diaper.” Scootaloo smiled. “Are you hiding something from us?”\n\nSweetie Belle blushed deeply. “Erm no?”\n\nApplebloom spoke up as she was being diapered. “Sweetie Belle, ah ain’t the Element of Honesty but ah know yer hidin’ something. So out with it!”\n\nSweetie Belle sighed. “Everypony, I…” she gulped. “I still wet the bed. And…” she trailed off. It was bad enough admitting that she was a bedwetter. Did she really want her friends to know that Rarity still diapered her at night like a foal? \n\n“Oh you silly filly, it’s nothing to be ashamed of!” Pinkie Pie chirped. “Everypony does it at one time or another!” \n\nPumpkin and Pound were staring at the three fillies who were clearly too old to be in diapers. One could only wonder what was running their through heads as they babbled and cooed.\n\nA lightbulb literally appeared above Pinkie Pie’s head as she looked at the diapered ponies and then at herself. “Can you all wait here for a moment?” She then dashed off to her room upstairs. \n\nApplebloom awkwardly waddled behind the couch with a nervous expression on her face. Luckily, the two other fillies were busy trying to entertain Pumpkin and Pound. \n\n[center]***[/center]\n\nPinkie Pie bounded into her room. She carefully walked around scattered party supplies and rummaged in her closet. Gummy, her pet alligator, blinked as he watched her dig through assorted party supplies. She dragged out a large box covered in gaudy ribbons and opened it.\n\nHer heart raced as she laid eyes upon the contents: a stack of cloth diapers, five diaper covers (all decorated with pictures of balloons and ribbons), two packs (one opened and one new) of Silly Filly brand adult diapers, a container of foal powder and a pack of wipes. \n\n[i]What to choose[/i]? She thought as she looked at her supplies. [i]I wore disposables yesterday! So that means, I’ll choose cloth![/i]\n\nShe hummed a joyful tune as she dusted her hindquarters with foal powder and wrapped the thick white garment around her abdomen. Carefully pulling out two pins (shaped like what else, balloons) out from the container, she secured the cloth diaper in place – not an easy task considering that all she had to work was her front hooves and mouth. Nevertheless, months of practice had let her accomplish this task with a minimum of frustration. \n\nPinkie Pie giggled, the diaper felt wonderfully soft and fluffy. It was as if she were sitting upon a cloud. She couldn’t explain why she liked diapers. Maybe it was an attempt to recreate the foalhood she never really had? \n\nRetrieving a diaper cover from the box, she carefully placed it over her padded bottom and used the velcro tabs to secure it. She looked at herself in the mirror; the baby blue diaper cover matched her eyes. She squealed with delight as she trotted – more like waddled, thanks to the bulk of the diaper – around the room. She lay on her bed and clasped her hind legs together, relishing in the soft, warm bulk between them. She closed her eyes for a moment as a smile crept across her face. [i]Rarity makes the best cloth diapers! I need to thank her sometime![/i] Pinkie thought.\n\n[center]***[/center]\n\nApplebloom grimaced as a cramp seized her bowels. She had eaten an apple cupcake hidden in the back of the fridge and she was now regretting it. \n\nShe looked around to make sure that everypony was occupied. She winced as she recalled – for what seemed like the millionth time – exactly what she was going to be doing. [i]I can hold it ‘til Applejack comes back.[/i] \n\nA gurgle and another spasm of pain made her realize that was no longer possible. She could feel her sphincter relax slightly. She clenched tightly in an attempt to keep herself from messing her diaper but that just bought a new shockwave of pain that ripped through her body. \n\nApplebloom sighed in defeat; whether she wanted to or not, she was going to have to relieve herself in the diaper. She spread all four of her legs into a wide stance, bent her hind legs into a squat and lifted her tail. As she did so, she felt a batch of fresh horse apples slide into the seat of her diaper. She groaned in relief as the cramps immediately ceased. She gave a soft grunt as she continued pushing. Her efforts were rewarded with another surge of soft, warm horse apples into her diaper. She looked between her legs; the diaper was visibly sagging and had some fairly obvious lumps in the bottom. She wrinkled her nose at the odor of her own waste. \n\nAnother cramp seized her. She grunted and pushed again, causing her bladder to empty with a gentle [i]hiss[/i], adding even more heft to the already loaded diaper. Another grunt and a rush of manure flowed into the back and bottom of her diaper.\n\nAfter several more grunts, Applebloom had finished emptying herself. As she looked at her now warm, wet and saggy diaper, she grimaced. Finally coming to terms that she had just soiled herself like a foal, she sank to the ground in her own waste and softly sobbed.\n\n[center]***[/center]\n\nScootaloo and Sweetie Belle were entertaining the foals with a game of peek-a-boo when the malodor of manure assaulted their nostrils.\n\n“Eew! I think we need to get Pinkie Pie to change the foals’ diapers!” Sweetie Belle said, scrunching up her nose.\n\n“Are you sure you don’t have a poopy diaper?” Scootaloo said with a smirk.\n\nSweetie Belle frowned. “Why! I never! I’m not going to use my diaper like a foal!” She then turned to Scootaloo. “ \n\nScootaloo shrugged as she scrunched her face up. “Well, I hope you can hold it for a while; the toilets are busted!” A smirk crossed her face; it was as if she wanted to see Sweetie Belle have an accident.\n\nAs soon as she spoke, Pinkie Pie poked her head behind the door. Her nose scrunched up as the ambient odor hit her nose. “Somepony needs a fresh diaper!” She then looked at the two fillies and the two foals. The two foals had slightly damp diapers but were otherwise fine.\n\nScootaloo looked at her rump. “Nope. I’m fine, my diaper’s clean!” \n\nSweetie Belle nodded as she crossed her hind legs together. “I’m fine too.”\n\n“Are you sure?” Pinkie Pie asked. “Applejack and Rarity aren’t gonna be back for a few hours.”\n\n“I can hold it,” Sweetie Belle said. She blushed slightly as a trickle of warmth flowed out from her hindquarters, causing her to squeeze her legs together to stop the flow. \nAlmost immediately, the sound of sobbing caused Pinkie’s ears to prick straight up. Her ears swiveled as she pinpointed the sound coming from behind the couch. She entered the room, causing the two fillies to stare at her.\n\nScootaloo recovered from the shock first. “Pinkie… Why are you in a diaper?” \n\n“Scootaloo! That’s nopony’s business but her own!” Sweetie Belle scolded.\n\nPinkie Pie smiled broadly. “It’s okay Scootaloo! I just love wearing them for fun!” She then did a quick hop in place. \n\nThe two fillies stared at each other and then Scootaloo burst out laughing. Sweetie Belle shrugged; after all she had seen her sister Rarity in diapers (always her own brand) many, many times before. That’s what happens when you live with a sister who’s a bedwetter and a fashion designer. \n\n“Oh come on, it’s not too bad! You should try it sometime!” \n\nScootaloo stopped laughing and screwed up her face. “Nope. Once I’m outta here, I’m never wearing a diaper again!” \n\n“Oh come on, it’s not too bad!” Sweetie Belle said. “It’s kind of comfy.”\n\n“What’s next, telling me that using a pacifier is relaxing?”\n\nSweetie Belle opened her mouth but Pinkie cut her off. “Yep, it sure is!” Pinkie cut in.\n\nScootaloo resumed laughing, only this time she was joined by Sweetie Belle. \n\nPinkie Pie sighed. “Oh come on, try it!” \n\n“No!” the two said simultaneously.\n\n“Okay.” She the sniffed the air. “Seriously though, who has the dirty diaper?”\n\nAs soon as she spoke, Applebloom, her head hung down low and her ears splayed to the side of her head, waddled out from behind the couch, her very used diaper on full display. Tears were visible at the corner of her eyes. \n\nScootaloo and Sweetie Belle scrunched up their noses but they didn’t say anything; after all they didn’t want to upset their friend any more. \n\nPinkie Pie went up to yellow filly and nuzzled her cheek. “It’s okay; I’ll get you cleaned up.”\n\nApplebloom sniffed as she went up to the changing mat and lay down, her full diaper squishing uncomfortably against her nether regions as she did. She closed her eyes as Pinkie untaped the diaper and began wiping the excrement off her rear. She squeaked in surprise as something cold and sticky was applied to her hindquarters. \n\n“P…P…Pinkie! What was that?” she asked.\n\n“Oh you silly filly, it’s ointment so you don’t get a rash!”\n\nApplebloom remained silent as a fresh diaper was slid under her rump and taped up.\n\n“There, all done!” Pinkie chirped, patting the filly’s padded bottom. She then tossed away the used diaper and wipes. \n\nApplebloom got to her feet, blushing at the fact that she had just been diapered and changed like a foal. \n\n“Does anypony else need a new diaper?” she asked. In truth, Pinkie Pie had wet her diaper while she was changing Applebloom. She had to admit – as gross as it sounded – the warm dampness of a wet diaper was pretty comfortable. Heck, she’d occasionally mess her diapers, just for fun. But either way, she wasn’t comfortable changing her own diapers in front of three fillies. \n\nSweetie Belle stepped forward, a blush visible on her face. “Um, I think I’m wet,” she said. \n\n“How bad is it?” Pinkie asked. She then noticed the slight bulge of a wet diaper between the unicorn filly’s hind legs. \n\n“It’s not too bad. I mean, I don’t really feel wet but I know that my diaper’s wet.”\n\nPinkie Pie tilted her head to one side.\n\nSweetie Belle sighed. “Look, I’ll just tell you when I want my diaper changed.”\n\n“Okie dokie lokie!”\n\n“Pinkie! We’re back!” a female voice called from the front door.\n\n“Oh, Mr. and Mrs. Cake are back!” Pinkie Pie said as she bounded towards the front of the bakery. The three fillies carefully picked up the two foals and followed Pinkie Pie.\n\n[center]***[/center]\n\nMr. Cake trotted off to the bakery’s closet to fetch his needed supplies.\n\n“Oh, welcome back Mrs. Cake. I kept everything nice and clean! Except there’s one. Okay maybe two problems!” Pinkie Pie said excitedly.\n\nMrs. Cake looked over Pinkie Pie. The expression on the blue mare’s face was one of consternation. “Did the two foals give you any trouble?”\n\n“Nope! Well except for the-” Pinkie Pie was interrupted by the sound of the three fillies entering the bakery.\n\n“Oh hi, Mrs. Cake!” Scootaloo chirped as she and her friends entered the bakery. \n\nShe looked at the fillies and then back at Pinkie Pie. “Pinkie,” she said, “is there a reason why Scootaloo, Applebloom and Sweetie Belle are in all in diapers?” She didn’t bother to ask why Pinkie was diapered; she had learned not to dig too deep into the pink pony’s seeming randomness.\n\nPinkie Pie looked at her landlord. “Well, Pumpkin blew up the bathrooms so we had to make do with what we had.”\n\nMrs. Cake sighed. If everything was the same as the last time Pumpkin destroyed the bathrooms; everypony was going to be in diapers for at least a week. Luckily, she still had that pack of plain white adult diapers from when she had given birth to the twins, resulting in slight bladder weakness. She did have to admit, being diapered by Carrot Cake was slightly amusing – and hot. “Who needs a diaper change?” she asked in the same tone she used with the foals. \n\nPinkie Pie – her wet diaper now starting to get a bit clammy – raised her right foreleg. The two foals and Sweetie Belle did the same.\n\nMrs. Cake placed the two foals on her back and trotted off to the living room. Pinkie and Sweetie Belle waddled after her. \n\nApplebloom and Scootaloo looked at the departing group.\n\n“Ah hope ah didn’t get a cutie mark from what I did back there,” Applebloom said, glancing at her still clean diaper.\n\nScootaloo sat down, her wet diaper emitting a squish, as she did so. A grimace flashed across her face as the warm padding pressed up against her rump. “Cutie Mark Crusader Diaper Users?” she asked with a smirk.\n\n“Scootaloo! Eew!” \n\nThe orange filly chuckled. “I’m kidding! Now come on! Let’s try and get our cutie marks in foal sitting!”\n\nThe duo trotted off to the living room, leaving Mr. Cake alone in the bakery. ", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "
Cutie Mark Crusader Foalsitters! Yay!


Pinkie Pie hummed to herself as she bounced around Sugarcube Corner with a tray of freshly prepared cupcakes in her mouth. She placed the tray on the counter to cool and bounded back into the kitchen to prepare a new batch of pastries for the Hearth’s Warming Eve celebration.

“Pinkie!” a voice called from the kitchen. “Carrot and I are heading out for a few hours, can you watch Pound and Pumpkin for us?”

“Okie dokie lokie, Mrs. Cake!” Pinkie chirped.

Mrs. Cake exited the kitchen with a set of saddlebags draped over her back. Her husband, Carrot, trotted after her. The two then exited the door.

As soon as they did so, Pumpkin nudged Pinkie’s foreleg. At the same time, Pound buzzed Pinkie. Before she could do anything, somepony knocked on the front door.

The pink pony quickly pushed open the door and found Scootaloo, Sweetie Belle and Applebloom standing there. As it was snowing, all of them were dressed in winter gear.

“Oh hi! What brings you here?” Pinkie asked.

“Oh nothin’ much. Applejack’s doin’ something with Big Macintosh and the others and she wants us to stay at yer place for a bit.” Applebloom replied, pawing the ground with her right foreleg.

“Rarity’s got something to do as well. And she wants me out of the house,” Sweetie Belle added.

“And you Scootaloo?” Pinkie asked.

Scootaloo avoided Pinkie’s gaze. “I’d rather not say.”

“Okie dokie lokie!”

Applebloom looked at the two foals and back at her friends and then at Pinkie. “Say, Pinkie, do ya think we can get our cutie marks in foalsitting?”

“Why not?” Pinkie chirped. “Have fun doing it!”

“Cutie Mark Crusader Foalsitters! Yay!” the three fillies chirped simultaneously. They had quickly shucked their winter gear and lined up by the door.

Pinkie placed her right foreleg under her chin as she thought what the three could so. “So how about helping me feed Pound and Pumpkin?” The two foals hid behind Pinkie as they watched the three new fillies.

“Who are they?” Scootaloo asked.

“Oh, I am such a silly filly!” Pinkie gently nudged two foals – a unicorn and a pegasus – out from behind her forelegs. “Say hi, Pound!” she said, nudging the pegasus.

Pound immediately babbled something and took off, zooming around the room.  

“So that means Pumpkin’s the unicorn. Right?” Sweetie Belle asked.

“Yes! Say hi to your new foalsitter!” Pinkie chirped.

Pumpkin recoiled back and in a flash of light, vanished.

All three fillies looked in astonishment. “Did… Did, she just teleport?” Scootaloo asked.

“It sure looks like it,” Applebloom replied.

Almost immediately, Pumpkin teleported back into the room.

“So what do you want us to do?” Sweetie Belle asked as Pound buzzed overhead.

“How about giving them their bottles and feeding them?” Pinkie said.

“Okay!”  the three fillies chirped simultaneously.

Pinkie led the three into the kitchen. On the stove, a pot of water was heating up two bottles of milk. Two glass jars of foal food were already out. “First you give the two their bottles first.”

Sweetie Belle immediately levitated a bottle from the pot and hovered it in front of her face.  “Okay, Pumpkin, time for your bottle!” she chirped.

Pumpkin peeked out from behind Pinkie’s foreleg. She immediately recoiled back as Sweetie Belle approached.

“Come on, don’t you want your bottle?” Pinkie asked.
 
Pumpkin walked over to Sweetie Belle and playfully swiped at her snout. She giggled as she accidentally smacked Sweetie Belle.

Sweetie Belle rubbed her snout with a hoof as she looked at Pumpkin. “Time for your bottle!” she said. The bottle glowed with the blue light of her magic as it flew from the pot on the stove.

“Sweetie Belle! Ya, can’t jes give a bottle to a foal like that!” Applebloom said.

The bottle hovered in midair for a moment and then retracted back to Sweetie Belle. She scowled as she turned to Applebloom. “And why not? She wants the bottle!”

Sure enough, Pumpkin was trying to snatch the bottle from midair.

Applebloom sighed. “Ya gotta make sure it ain’t too hot! Jes, squirt a bit of the milk on yer hoof!”

Sweetie Belle did so. Sure enough, the milk was at the right temperature, warm enough to be enjoyable but not so hot it burned the foal’s mouth.

She levitated the bottle towards Pumpkin, who eagerly accepted the bottle and began suckling on it. Sweetie Belle smiled at the unicorn foal.

“Yes! Nice job!” Pinkie chirped as she bounced up and down.

“She’s so cute,” Sweetie Belle said as she watched the foal suckling on the bottle.

In contrast, Scootaloo was having some issues trying to get Pound to accept his bottle. “Come on, Pound, don’t you want some milk?”

Pound took a break from buzzing Scootaloo to stick his tongue out at his babysitter, who was carrying the bottle in her mouth and trying to get the pegasus foal to take his bottle.

Scootaloo sighed, causing the bottle to drop onto the tile floor with a clatter. “Pound, why are you doing this to me?”

The pegasus foal ignored her and continued flitting about. In desperation, Scootaloo grabbed the bottle with her mouth and began suckling on it hoping to get Pound Cake to imitate her. Much to her embarrassment, she found the action quite relaxing and continued longer than she should have. By the time she snapped out of it, she had already drained a quarter of the bottle. She sheepishly gave the bottle to Pound who eagerly accepted it. She hoped that everypony else was too busy caring for Pumpkin to notice what she was doing.

Her hope was shattered by Sweetie Belle’s voice. “Aww. You looked so cute with that bottle in your mouth!”

“Yes! Yes! You looked super-duper cute like that! If you want a bottle I can heat one up for you!” Pinkie Pie blurted out. “Oh, you looked almost like a real foal! All you needed was a diaper! Wait, maybe-”

Scootaloo scrunched up her face in an expression of disgust and shock as she realized that Pinkie was apparently planning to turn her into a foal. “Pinkie! Why the hay would I want a bottle!”

Pinkie smiled. “Well, it looked like you were enjoying Pound’s bottle so-“

“I did that so he would take his bottle!” the orange filly cut in. “Pinkie, you are so random!”

“Scootaloo! Quiet down! Pumpkin’s sleeping!” Applebloom hissed, pointing a hoof in the direction of the gently snoring unicorn, who was now resting on a couch in the adjacent living room.

Pound Cake gave a yawn as he finished off his bottle. He then landed on the tile floor and was soon fast asleep. Pinkie carefully slid her snout under him and lifted him onto her back; she then carefully deposited him on the couch next to his sister.

The four ponies then sat down on the carpeted living room floor.

“So did we get our cutie marks?” Sweetie Belle asked. She sighed as she saw that her flank was the usual alabaster white color.

Applebloom looked at her flank. “Ah don’t have one.”

“Me neither,” Scootaloo said.

“So what do ya wanna do now?”

“More attempts to get our cutie marks?” Sweetie Belle suggested.

“Sure.”

“So what shall we be? Cutie Mark Crusader Gem Hunters?” Sweetie Belle said, her horn glowing with a gentle blue light.

“No,” Scootaloo replied.  

“Newspaper reporters?”

Pinkie’s hair seemed to straighten out and a frown crossed her face for a brief moment as she heard what Sweetie Belle suggested.

“Nah, ah don’t think Ponyville’s ready for the Foal Free Press to make a comeback.”

Nearly a half hour had passed as the trio bounced ideas off each other. The three fillies sighed as they reached their last idea – Cutie Mark Crusader Demolition Engineers.

“Oh don’t be sad. What about baking? We’re in Sugar Cube Corner!” Pinkie Pie exclaimed as she suddenly appeared from behind the three fillies.

The trio beamed as Pinkie spoke.

“Cutie Mark Crusader Bakers! Yay!” the three blurted out.

Almost immediately, a foul odor filled the room followed by the sound of the two foals crying. The CMC scrunched up their noses in disgust.

“Girls, don’t you want to try and-” Pinkie began.

“Ah’d rather not have a cutie mark in diaper changing,” Applebloom said as she exited the room.

“Eew!” Sweetie Belle said as she darted out of the room.

Scootaloo shook her head and followed.

“Girls! Come-" Pinkie Pie snorted as she grabbed two diapers, a box of wipes, a container of foal powder, diaper rash ointment and the changing mat from the far left corner with her mouth, tossed it on her back and quickly deployed all of the necessary equipment in the center of the room.

She picked up Pound off the couch; his sagging diaper immediately clued her in as to why he was crying.

“No, Pound! You need a new diaper!” she exclaimed as the pegasus foal tried to fly off despite his full diaper.

Luckily, she managed to occupy him with teething ring while she changed his diaper. As she tossed the diaper in the nearby trash can, Pound zipped off.

“Pumpkin, can you come here so Auntie Pinkie can change your diaper?” she called.

The unicorn foal did as she was told, bounding over to the changing mat. Luckily, for Pinkie, Pumpkin wasn’t as energetic as her brother. She cooed contentedly as Pinkie undid her messy diaper and wiped her clean.

While Pinkie had unfolded the diaper and slid it under Pumpkin’s rump, she used her forelegs to hold the foal and the diaper in place. She angled her neck to grab the container of foal powder. She gasped as she realized it was gone. A quick tilt of her head confirmed where it had gone; Pound had grabbed the container and was trying to fly off with it.

“Pound! Can you please, please, please, give Auntie Pinkie the foal powder back?” she said. Her body was starting to ache from holding onto Pumpkin, the diaper and the fact that her neck was at an uncomfortable angle.

Pound blew a raspberry at his caretaker before he tried to fly off. But he lost his grip on the container, which overturned and dusted Pinkie and his sister with foal powder.

Pinkie coughed as the fragrant powder covered her. She sighed as she taped up the diaper on Pumpkin and threw away the dirty diaper.

The CMC came in as soon as they heard the commotion. As soon as they saw Pinkie Pie completely dusted with foal powder, they burst out laughing.

“Girls,” Pinkie said. “Can you clean up the foal powder while I wash up?” She then trotted off to the bathroom.

“Cutie Mark Crusader Foal Powder Spill Cleaners! Yay!” the trio blurted out.

The mess was much harder to clean up that it appeared; for starters, foal powder was very fine and tended to cling to fur. After several minutes of Sweetie Belle using her telekinetic magic and Applebloom’s skillful handling of a broom and Scootaloo’s equally deft handling of a dustpan, the three had cleaned up the mess.

“So did we get our cutie marks?” Scootaloo asked as she put the dustpan down.

Applebloom looked at her flank. “Nope. And ya don’t got yer’s either.”

Sweetie Belle looked at her flank. Nothing.

“So now what?”

“How about we find Pumpkin and Pound?” Scootaloo said.

The two other CMC turned around. Their eyes widened as they realized the two foals were nowhere to be seen.

“Pinkie Pie’s gonna be so mad at us for losing the foals!” Sweetie Belle said, trotting nervously in place.

As soon as Sweetie Belle spoke, Pound flitted into the room and quickly buzzed Scootaloo.

“Pound, it’s time for your nap!” Pinkie Pie said as she leapt into the air to try and catch the foal.

Suddenly, Pinkie Pie’s hind legs wobbled and her tail and mane simultaneously straightened out. “Oh no, my Pinkie Sense! Wobbling hind legs and deflating tail and mane means… Oh no, I’ve never had this one before!”  

As soon as the pink pony finished talking, an explosion ripped through the house. Pound immediately started crying at the noise. Pinkie Pie picked him up and gently rocked him in her forelegs as she hummed a lullaby.

Scootaloo smiled. “You thinking what I’m thinking?”

“Cutie Mark Crusader Explosion Investigators?” Sweetie Belle offered.

Scootaloo nodded.

The trio then headed into the hallway while Pinkie was busy lulling Pound to sleep.

***


Applebloom pushed open the door that led to the bakery area. Thanks to the efforts of Pinkie Pie, the area was immaculate. As the store was closed, the display cases were empty, their glass sparkling in the light. A tray of cupcakes was cooling off on the counter. “So where do we start?”

Sweetie Belle noticed a rivulet of water running out from underneath a closed door. “Why not there?”

Scootaloo pushed the door open. Her eyes widened as she laid eyes on the utterly ravaged bathroom. The toilet was nothing more than a smoking crater and shards of porcelain embedded in the walls, door and ceiling. Water flowed onto the blue tile floor from a broken pipe. The window had been completely blown out, letting the bitter cold wind and snow swirl through the room.

“Pumpkin! Are you in there?” Sweetie Belle called.

No reply. Sweetie Belle closed the door behind her as the group exited.

The trio then returned to the living room where they were met with a flat maned Pinkie Pie. Pound was riding on her back. “Where did you three go?” she asked.

“We were looking for Pumpkin!” Scootaloo said. It technically was the truth – they just left out the part about investigating the explosion.

Pinkie’s hair returned to its curly state as she smiled. “At least I know you’re okay! Now where could –” She was cut off as her hind legs wobbled and her tail and mane simultaneously straightened out. “Oh no! Something’s gonna blow!”
 
Almost immediately, an explosion echoed from the upstairs bathroom. The four ponies dashed upstairs to find Pumpkin in front of a blown out bathroom door. Pinkie pushed the remains of the door aside and found that the bathroom had been completely destroyed. The scent of ozone filled the air. A geyser of water jetted out from the ruined sink. Water threatened to spill out into the hallway. Luckily, Pinkie was ready with a towel to form a makeshift dam that prevented the water from leaking out of the bathroom.

“Bad foal!” Applebloom exclaimed. “You should know better!”

Pumpkin’s lip started quivering.

“Applebloom! Stop yelling at her! She didn’t know any better!” Pinkie Pie scolded as she hugged the foal. Suddenly, the pink pony’s stomach growled. “Oops! It looks like we forgot to have lunch!”

She then bounced down the stairs with the two foals in tow. The three fillies followed her as well.

Inside the kitchen, Sweetie Belle helped Pinkie put the foals in their high chairs. Applebloom and Scootaloo were at the table waiting for food.

“So Pinkie, what’s fer lunch?”  Applebloom asked as she sniffed the flower on the table.

“Tomato, cheese, lettuce, arugula and dandelion green sandwiches! And hot chocolate!” Pinkie chirped as she mashed up some apples for the two foals. “Does somepony want to feed the two foals?”

“I do!” Scootaloo and Applebloom chirped.

Pinkie Pie smiled as she placed the bowl of mashed apples in front of the two fillies. Two metal spoons stuck out of the mash.

Scootaloo’s stomach growled but she refrained from even tasting the food. She had been caught sucking on a bottle; getting caught eating foal food would probably encourage Pinkie to turn her into a foal! She took the spoon in her mouth and headed over to Pumpkin. Suddenly, she felt the spoon in her mouth wobble.

As she opened her mouth to tell Pumpkin to stop, the spoon flew through the air and splattered mashed apples on the ceiling. The orange filly sighed and trotted over to Pinkie Pie, who was busy making the hot chocolate for the group.

Pinkie stepped back, nearly tripping over Scootaloo. “Oh, I didn’t see you there! Are you okay?”

“Fine,” Scootaloo said, looking at the ground.

“Don’t worry about Pumpkin throwing the spoon away. All you have to do is hold onto it; she’ll tire out and you can feed her.”

Scootaloo’s jaw dropped. “H…How did you know that?”

“You silly filly, I feed the twins all the time! Now, come on, it’s time for lunch!” Pinkie Pie grasped the serving tray with four sandwiches and four cups of steaming hot chocolate on it and carried it to the dining table where Applebloom was busy feeding the two foals.

Sweetie Belle levitated the sandwich up into her mouth and took dainty nibbles. Scootaloo simply dug her snout into the sandwich and started eating. Applebloom and Pinkie Pie somehow clasped the sandwiches between their front hooves and nibbled on it.

Scootaloo was the first to finish and she was given the task of watching the two foals. Apparently, her making funny faces at the two were enough to keep them occupied.

Several minutes later, everypony had finished their meal and took the foals to the living room. Applebloom and Pinkie Pie were busy playing peek-a-boo with Pumpkin, much to the unicorn foal’s delight.

Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle were playing tag with Pound.

“Pound! Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle! Stop that!” Pinkie scolded as the trio narrowly missed a framed picture of the Cakes.

The two fillies stopped and turned to Pinkie Pie. “We’re sorry,” they said simultaneously.

Pinkie’s flat mane regained its curls as her scowl turned back into a smile. “It’s okay; don’t do it again.”

Scootaloo crossed her hind legs as a she felt a familiar full sensation in her abdomen. “Um, Pinkie,” she said with a blush. “I need to use the bathroom.”

“The bathroom’s by…” Pinkie Pie trailed off as she realized that the only two bathrooms in the entire household/store were completely destroyed. All of a sudden, she was interrupted by the sound of the two foals crying. One look at them and it was evident from their droopy diapers that they needed to be changed.

“I’ll pass,” Applebloom said.

“Uh, no,” Scootaloo said, shifting uncomfortably from side to side in an attempt to relieve the pressure from her full bladder.

“I’ll try. At least it’s not a poopy diaper,” Sweetie Belle said.

“Are ya sure? What if ya get a cutie mark in diaper changin’?” Applebloom said.

Scootaloo giggled briefly only to stop when she felt a slight rivulet of warmth trickle down her hind legs. Luckily, she managed to stop the flow in time.

A folded diaper, surrounded in the light blue glow of Sweetie Belle’s telekinesis, flew from the box in the corner, unfolded and slid itself under Pound’s rump. A second burst of telekinetic force dragged the wipes, foal powder and diaper rash ointment next to Pound. More telekinetic magic untaped Pound’s wet diaper and cleaned him up with a set of wipes. A final burst of telekinetic force dusted Pound’s rump with a foal powder, fastened the diaper and sent the used wipes and diaper into the trashcan. Pound quickly took off from the changing mat and resumed buzzing Pinkie Pie, who was busy changing his sister’s diaper.

“Are you sure diaper changing’s not your special talent?” Pinkie teased as she sprinkled foal powder on Pumpkin’s nether regions.

Sweetie Belle blushed furiously.

“Where’d ya learn learn that?” Applebloom asked.

Sweetie Belle nervously looked around the room. “Um, from playing with my dolls?”

Applebloom frowned. While she didn’t have the supernatural ability to see through lies like her sister did, she did pick up a few hints from her. “Ya don’t have any dolls.”

All of a sudden, they were interrupted by Scootaloo. “Girls! Tell me where the bathroom is! I’m about to have an accident!” she cried, dancing about in place.

Pinkie Pie frantically glanced around the room for something that Scootaloo could relieve herself in. Finding nothing else, she grabbed a diaper in her mouth and went up to Scootaloo. “Well, you see the toilets are destroyed so…”
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“Why didn’t you tell me earlier!” the orange filly shouted.

“Well, I had to change the foals’ diapers first and by the time I was done, silly me forgot!”

“And you couldn’t have-” Scootaloo’s words were taken from her mouth as her bladder gave way. As she felt the warm liquid flow down her hindquarters, she froze in shock.
Her friends could only stare at the growing puddle forming underneath the orange filly.

When Scootaloo had finished emptying herself, she broke down sobbing.  She turned to her friends with tears in her eyes. “I… I bet you think I’m gross. I… can understand if you don’t want to be friends any more!”

Applebloom went up to Scootaloo, carefully avoiding the puddle of urine, and rubbed her back. “It’s okay. No matter what happens ta ya or whatever, we’ll always be friends.”

Sweetie Belle nuzzled Scootaloo. “It’s okay; we won’t think less of you for having an accident.”

Pinkie Pie, who had went to get paper towels as soon as Scootaloo started urinating, was busy covering the puddle with paper towels turned to the pegasus filly. “It’s okay, everypony has accidents!”

Scootaloo sniffled. “Thanks everypony.” She then looked at her urine soaked hindquarters and the pile of paper towels she was standing on with disgust. “By the way, where can I get cleaned up?”

Pinkie Pie nudged the tub of wipes towards the orange filly. “Well, since the bathrooms are broken. You’ll need to use these!”

Scootaloo looked at the tub with a frown. Nevertheless, she lay down on a dry spot and let Pinkie Pie clean her up. She closed her eyes as the cool wipes cleaned her coat. Her eyes shot open as she felt something soft and fluffy being slid under her hindquarters. Before she knew it, a diaper was snuggly wrapped around her rump.

Blushing furiously, she looked at the infantile garment. The diaper itself was pure white, decorated with magenta and pink stars. A pink tape on each side secured the diaper. Frilly pink leakguards jutted out from the waist, leg and tail holes. “Why?”

“Oh you silly filly, it’s so you don’t have an accident again!” Pinkie Pie said.

Scootaloo’s ears flattened against her head as she shrank bank from Pinkie’s gaze. Applebloom put a foreleg around her friend. “If it’ll make ya feel better, we’ll all wear diapers too.”

Scootaloo glanced at her friend.  “You mean it?”

“Of course!”

The orange filly looked at Sweetie Belle. “You too?”

Sweetie Belle nodded.

“Cutie Mark Crusader Diaper Wearers! Yay!” Applebloom chirped.
The two other fillies stifled a giggle at her display of random humor.

Pinkie trotted up with two new pairs of diapers clutched in her mouth. She dropped the diapers on a dry spot on the changing mat. “So who’s up first?”

“Me!” Sweetie Belle chirped as she lay down and rolled on her back.

“Erm, okay!” Pinkie said as she dusted Sweetie Belle’s rump with foal powder and diapered her.

Sweetie Belle smiled as she felt the soft padding rubbing against her; the sensation was different from the Rarity designed cloth diapers that she usually wore but no less comfortable. She looked at her rear. Her diaper looked exactly the same as the one that Scootaloo was wearing.

Scootaloo was looking at her oddly content unicorn friend. “Hey Sweetie Belle, you don’t seem to be too shocked to find yourself in a diaper.” Scootaloo smiled. “Are you hiding something from us?”

Sweetie Belle blushed deeply. “Erm no?”

Applebloom spoke up as she was being diapered. “Sweetie Belle, ah ain’t the Element of Honesty but ah know yer hidin’ something. So out with it!”

Sweetie Belle sighed. “Everypony, I…” she gulped. “I still wet the bed. And…” she trailed off. It was bad enough admitting that she was a bedwetter. Did she really want her friends to know that Rarity still diapered her at night like a foal?

“Oh you silly filly, it’s nothing to be ashamed of!” Pinkie Pie chirped. “Everypony does it at one time or another!”

Pumpkin and Pound were staring at the three fillies who were clearly too old to be in diapers. One could only wonder what was running their through heads as they babbled and cooed.

A lightbulb literally appeared above Pinkie Pie’s head as she looked at the diapered ponies and then at herself. “Can you all wait here for a moment?” She then dashed off to her room upstairs.

Applebloom awkwardly waddled behind the couch with a nervous expression on her face. Luckily, the two other fillies were busy trying to entertain Pumpkin and Pound.

***


Pinkie Pie bounded into her room. She carefully walked around scattered party supplies and rummaged in her closet. Gummy, her pet alligator, blinked as he watched her dig through assorted party supplies. She dragged out a large box covered in gaudy ribbons and opened it.

Her heart raced as she laid eyes upon the contents: a stack of cloth diapers, five diaper covers (all decorated with pictures of balloons and ribbons), two packs (one opened and one new) of Silly Filly brand adult diapers, a container of foal powder and a pack of wipes.

What to choose? She thought as she looked at her supplies. I wore disposables yesterday! So that means, I’ll choose cloth!

She hummed a joyful tune as she dusted her hindquarters with foal powder and wrapped the thick white garment around her abdomen. Carefully pulling out two pins (shaped like what else, balloons) out from the container, she secured the cloth diaper in place – not an easy task considering that all she had to work was her front hooves and mouth. Nevertheless, months of practice had let her accomplish this task with a minimum of frustration.

Pinkie Pie giggled, the diaper felt wonderfully soft and fluffy. It was as if she were sitting upon a cloud. She couldn’t explain why she liked diapers. Maybe it was an attempt to recreate the foalhood she never really had?

Retrieving a diaper cover from the box, she carefully placed it over her padded bottom and used the velcro tabs to secure it. She looked at herself in the mirror; the baby blue diaper cover matched her eyes. She squealed with delight as she trotted – more like waddled, thanks to the bulk of the diaper – around the room. She lay on her bed and clasped her hind legs together, relishing in the soft, warm bulk between them. She closed her eyes for a moment as a smile crept across her face. Rarity makes the best cloth diapers! I need to thank her sometime!  Pinkie thought.

***


Applebloom grimaced as a cramp seized her bowels. She had eaten an apple cupcake hidden in the back of the fridge and she was now regretting it.

She looked around to make sure that everypony was occupied. She winced as she recalled – for what seemed like the millionth time – exactly what she was going to be doing. I can hold it ‘til Applejack comes back.

A gurgle and another spasm of pain made her realize that was no longer possible. She could feel her sphincter relax slightly. She clenched tightly in an attempt to keep herself from messing her diaper but that just bought a new shockwave of pain that ripped through her body.

Applebloom sighed in defeat; whether she wanted to or not, she was going to have to relieve herself in the diaper. She spread all four of her legs into a wide stance, bent her hind legs into a squat and lifted her tail. As she did so, she felt a batch of fresh horse apples slide into the seat of her diaper. She groaned in relief as the cramps immediately ceased. She gave a soft grunt as she continued pushing. Her efforts were rewarded with another surge of soft, warm horse apples into her diaper. She looked between her legs; the diaper was visibly sagging and had some fairly obvious lumps in the bottom. She wrinkled her nose at the odor of her own waste.

Another cramp seized her. She grunted and pushed again, causing her bladder to empty with a gentle hiss, adding even more heft to the already loaded diaper. Another grunt and a rush of manure flowed into the back and bottom of her diaper.

After several more grunts, Applebloom had finished emptying herself. As she looked at her now warm, wet and saggy diaper, she grimaced. Finally coming to terms that she had just soiled herself like a foal, she sank to the ground in her own waste and softly sobbed.

***


Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle were entertaining the foals with a game of peek-a-boo when the malodor of manure assaulted their nostrils.

“Eew! I think we need to get Pinkie Pie to change the foals’ diapers!”  Sweetie Belle said, scrunching up her nose.

“Are you sure you don’t have a poopy diaper?” Scootaloo said with a smirk.

Sweetie Belle frowned. “Why! I never! I’m not going to use my diaper like a foal!” She then turned to Scootaloo. “  

Scootaloo shrugged as she scrunched her face up. “Well, I hope you can hold it for a while; the toilets are busted!” A smirk crossed her face; it was as if she wanted to see Sweetie Belle have an accident.

As soon as she spoke, Pinkie Pie poked her head behind the door. Her nose scrunched up as the ambient odor hit her nose. “Somepony needs a fresh diaper!” She then looked at the two fillies and the two foals. The two foals had slightly damp diapers but were otherwise fine.

Scootaloo looked at her rump. “Nope. I’m fine, my diaper’s clean!”

Sweetie Belle nodded as she crossed her hind legs together. “I’m fine too.”

“Are you sure?” Pinkie Pie asked. “Applejack and Rarity aren’t gonna be back for a few hours.”

“I can hold it,” Sweetie Belle said. She blushed slightly as a trickle of warmth flowed out from her hindquarters, causing her to squeeze her legs together to stop the flow.
Almost immediately, the sound of sobbing caused Pinkie’s ears to prick straight up. Her ears swiveled as she pinpointed the sound coming from behind the couch. She entered the room, causing the two fillies to stare at her.

Scootaloo recovered from the shock first. “Pinkie… Why are you in a diaper?”

“Scootaloo! That’s nopony’s business but her own!” Sweetie Belle scolded.

Pinkie Pie smiled broadly. “It’s okay Scootaloo! I just love wearing them for fun!” She then did a quick hop in place.

The two fillies stared at each other and then Scootaloo burst out laughing. Sweetie Belle shrugged; after all she had seen her sister Rarity in diapers (always her own brand) many, many times before. That’s what happens when you live with a sister who’s a bedwetter and a fashion designer.

“Oh come on, it’s not too bad! You should try it sometime!”

Scootaloo stopped laughing and screwed up her face. “Nope. Once I’m outta here, I’m never wearing a diaper again!”    

“Oh come on, it’s not too bad!” Sweetie Belle said. “It’s kind of comfy.”

“What’s next, telling me that using a pacifier is relaxing?”

Sweetie Belle opened her mouth but Pinkie cut her off. “Yep, it sure is!” Pinkie cut in.

Scootaloo resumed laughing, only this time she was joined by Sweetie Belle.

Pinkie Pie sighed. “Oh come on, try it!”

“No!” the two said simultaneously.

“Okay.” She the sniffed the air. “Seriously though, who has the dirty diaper?”

As soon as she spoke, Applebloom, her head hung down low and her ears splayed to the side of her head, waddled out from behind the couch, her very used diaper on full display. Tears were visible at the corner of her eyes.

Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle scrunched up their noses but they didn’t say anything; after all they didn’t want to upset their friend any more.

Pinkie Pie went up to yellow filly and nuzzled her cheek. “It’s okay; I’ll get you cleaned up.”

Applebloom sniffed as she went up to the changing mat and lay down, her full diaper squishing uncomfortably against her nether regions as she did. She closed her eyes as Pinkie untaped the diaper and began wiping the excrement off her rear. She squeaked in surprise as something cold and sticky was applied to her hindquarters.

“P…P…Pinkie! What was that?” she asked.

“Oh you silly filly, it’s ointment so you don’t get a rash!”

Applebloom remained silent as a fresh diaper was slid under her rump and taped up.

“There, all done!” Pinkie chirped, patting the filly’s padded bottom. She then tossed away the used diaper and wipes.  

Applebloom got to her feet, blushing at the fact that she had just been diapered and changed like a foal.

“Does anypony else need a new diaper?” she asked. In truth, Pinkie Pie had wet her diaper while she was changing Applebloom. She had to admit – as gross as it sounded – the warm dampness of a wet diaper was pretty comfortable. Heck, she’d occasionally mess her diapers, just for fun. But either way, she wasn’t comfortable changing her own diapers in front of three fillies.

Sweetie Belle stepped forward, a blush visible on her face. “Um, I think I’m wet,” she said.

“How bad is it?” Pinkie asked. She then noticed the slight bulge of a wet diaper between the unicorn filly’s hind legs.

“It’s not too bad. I mean, I don’t really feel wet but I know that my diaper’s wet.”

Pinkie Pie tilted her head to one side.

Sweetie Belle sighed. “Look, I’ll just tell you when I want my diaper changed.”

“Okie dokie lokie!”

“Pinkie! We’re back!” a female voice called from the front door.

“Oh, Mr. and Mrs. Cake are back!” Pinkie Pie said as she bounded towards the front of the bakery. The three fillies carefully picked up the two foals and followed Pinkie Pie.

***


Mr. Cake trotted off to the bakery’s closet to fetch his needed supplies.

“Oh, welcome back Mrs. Cake. I kept everything nice and clean! Except there’s one. Okay maybe two problems!” Pinkie Pie said excitedly.

Mrs. Cake looked over Pinkie Pie. The expression on the blue mare’s face was one of consternation. “Did the two foals give you any trouble?”

“Nope! Well except for the-” Pinkie Pie was interrupted by the sound of the three fillies entering the bakery.

“Oh hi, Mrs. Cake!” Scootaloo chirped as she and her friends entered the bakery.

She looked at the fillies and then back at Pinkie Pie. “Pinkie,” she said, “is there a reason why Scootaloo, Applebloom and Sweetie Belle are in all in diapers?” She didn’t bother to ask why Pinkie was diapered; she had learned not to dig too deep into the pink pony’s seeming randomness.

Pinkie Pie looked at her landlord. “Well, Pumpkin blew up the bathrooms so we had to make do with what we had.”

Mrs. Cake sighed. If everything was the same as the last time Pumpkin destroyed the bathrooms; everypony was going to be in diapers for at least a week. Luckily, she still had that pack of plain white adult diapers from when she had given birth to the twins, resulting in slight bladder weakness. She did have to admit, being diapered by Carrot Cake was slightly amusing – and hot. “Who needs a diaper change?” she asked in the same tone she used with the foals.

Pinkie Pie – her wet diaper now starting to get a bit clammy – raised her right foreleg. The two foals and Sweetie Belle did the same.

Mrs. Cake placed the two foals on her back and trotted off to the living room. Pinkie and Sweetie Belle waddled after her.

Applebloom and Scootaloo looked at the departing group.

“Ah hope ah didn’t get a cutie mark from what I did back there,” Applebloom said, glancing at her still clean diaper.

Scootaloo sat down, her wet diaper emitting a squish, as she did so. A grimace flashed across her face as the warm padding pressed up against her rump. “Cutie Mark Crusader Diaper Users?” she asked with a smirk.

“Scootaloo! Eew!”

The orange filly chuckled. “I’m kidding! Now come on! Let’s try and get our cutie marks in foal sitting!”

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