*Heavy breathing…*

Fluttershy shakily paced up to the door which held her little taboo nook. She started to type in the code, but upon hitting enter she quickly realized the folly of her mistake.

“S-Sorry, I just um…” Fluttershy didn’t even bother with the sentence, her knees were about to give out any second.
Twilight looked around the room in slight disgust, she couldn’t put her hoof on it, but it all seemed so…dirty.

“Pardon me, Fluttershy, but could we take care of-” Twilight started to say, but was cut off by her friend’s pleads.
“Yes, please, I mean… sure?” Fluttershy nervously said.

Twilight looked at her robed friend with a puzzled expression. Fluttershy blushed while trying to give Twilight the best poker face she could.

“Don’t worry Fluttershy, It’s not like there isn’t anything I haven’t already seen in this room.” Twilight said, nudging her hoof into her friend’s yellow side.

“Haha, thanks umm… mom?” Fluttershy said, lightly rubbing the area in which her friend just nudged her at.

“Hey Twilight, could we maybe stop role-playing here for a second? You know, until this mess is cleaned up?” Fluttershy asked frantically.

Twilight turned her head 180 degrees around the room trying to examine all of the damage.

Fluttershy made an audible gulping sound at the site of the distraught and disorganized nursery. Children’s books pulled out of alphabetical order, diapers ripped out their bag and lazily put on the shelf, baby food bottles uncapped; not to mention the closet in which Fluttershy kept most of her foal clothing had many outfits strewn about on the floor rinkled up.

Fluttershy had also looked heavily at the crib which she herself resided in for around three nights.

Fluttershy walked over to the dark brown colored handle bars of her crib, with each step kicking up a faint amount of the spilt talcum powder from the carpet.

The crib door was open. The lock was disabled for the time being so the mare decided to reside on top of it’s mattress.

The mare sat down for a second, but the friction from her rash got the best of her as she jumped up doing a little yelp.

“Maybe you should lay on your stomach for a while, aye fluttershy?” Twilight said with a smile.

Fluttershy breathed deeply for a moment before using her front hooves to elevate herself up, and using the strength of her abdomen to lift and turn her lower body 180 degrees inside of the crib.

Fluttershy rather flopped onto the bed, whilst the rash on her plot continued to shock the fragile mares’ nerves.
Twilight looked at her friend with a look of grand concern on her face. “Fluttershy, you just lay there alright? I’ll have this taken care of.”

Fluttershy, holding a face of anguish, looked at her friend and squeaked out the words, “Thank you!”

Fluttershy plopped her head face-first into her pillow, but it didn’t take but a split second for her to retract her head from the pillow in disgust.

Twilight was only half-preoccupied cleaning up the talcum powder and organizing the other diapers and supplies as she asked, “What’s wrong, Shy?”

While trying to regain her frequently feminine poses, the yellow mare uttered, “Oh, this bed is disgusting. I can smell my saliva on the pillow, and the bedding appears to be ‘stained?’ I mean, the really nasty thing is that I’ve been laying here for days.” Fluttershy looked one last time at her now formerly white and pink bed spreads and shook her muzzle a little before doing a small jump off of the foal bed.

“Fluttershy, what did I tell you about standing up?” Twilight dropped some of the dresses she had picked up back onto the floor.

“Oh, um sorry. I-it just hurts a-a lot you see... well my... um, backside…” Fluttershy let out a weak smile of uncertainty.

Twilight smiled at her friend, “Fluttershy, I’m not making you lay down. You’re a mare; you don’t need to be told what to do. You know that right?”

Fluttershy broke the tension after pondering the phrase for a second. “Well... yes. I just didn’t want to hurt your feelings is all.” Fluttershy smiled a bit.

“Awh, Fluttershy, you’re too sweet. I only said you should lay down as advice, nothing personal.” Twilight spoke trying to build confidence in her friend.

After several minutes of Twilight throwing away the remaining empty glass bottles and organizing some more of the displaced mare-to-foal baby attire, Twilight felt obligated to help distract her own attention off of Fluttershy, who was fidgeting around supported mostly by her front hooves.

"So Fluttershy,” Twilight said, gaining the robed mares attention, “Which one of these dresses are your favorite?” Twilight asked while elevating a dress - a simple cotton white night gown - in front of her own face.

Fluttershy blushed for a moment, “Oh, I don’t know... It’s hard to pick a favorite.”

Twilight, still curious, asked “Well, if you had to choose one of these foal outfits to wear, which would it be?

Fluttershy, eventually falling flat on her face, looked straight up at her purple friend and said, “Well, to be honest, I really like that white dress in the back there; the one with the dove. I don’t know why, but I’ve always had a strange fondness towards doves... There’s even one on the mobile above the crib.”

“Hmm, I’ve noticed that, too. They’re quite beautiful. Did you know doves are, to some, a sign of peace, hope, and sometimes even promise?” Twilight explained while putting the very last of the dresses away.

Fluttershy looked strikingly at the white dove above her. “Well, I don’t know what it is about the dove, but it drives me to this weird state of mind every time I look at it.” The yellow mare turned her head back to the purple pony.

The purple mare, upon completing a majority of her former task of cleaning in the nursery, crouched down to eye level with her frail mare friend.

“Interesting... What do you mean by a ‘weird state of mind?’ I’d love to know more, I mean, if it’s not too hard for you.” Twilight looked to her friend with a smile.

Fluttershy’s face lit up, “Oh not at all! I mean, I know I can trust you now.” Fluttershy said with a confident grin.
“Anyhow, I’ve never been able to quite explain my passion for the white dove, but whenever I look at it, it reminds me I-I’m not alone. It makes me feel much better about all of... well, this.” Fluttershy said, spreading her front right foreleg in a swinging motion to emphasize her point.

“Hmm… I wouldn’t have guessed, you know? I mean, any of this, really. I’ve read about of this whole adult-foal thing but I’d never guess there was anyone in Ponyville.” Twilight said looking at her mare friend.

Fluttershy went flat on the ground and gently whipped her mane in front of her face. Twilight felt a great hint of embarrassment as she saw her friend’s pink mane collapse unto the carpet. The purple mare felt her heart sink as she heard the all too familiar sound of her friend’s sobbing.

Twilight by this point felt obligated to end her friend’s crying. “Fluttershy, you know that it’s alright. No one else has to know.”

Fluttershy lifted her puffy red eyes and peered at the mere. “Twilight, that’s not the point. The problem is I’m an outcast; a freak! You keep saying ‘no one else to know,’ as if I don’t know that. I can’t help but feel comfort from all of this. To be honest, this is the only place I’ve ever felt, well... safe.”

Twilight looked at the mare for a moment until shifting her eyes the to carpet below her, “Well, there’s no reason to be annoyed. We all have quirks; trust me, this isn’t that off-beat. I’m sure that with my help, you can get to the core of this all.”

Fluttershy nodded sadly, “I know we all have our quirks, I know about your compulsive behavior. It’s just that mine is so immersive. You can’t seem to comprehend the weird purgatory I feel between real life and fantasy when I’m in here.”
Twilight pondered for her friend’s statement for a moment before standing up once again. Twilight took a step closer towards her mare friend. Twilight, using her magic, levitated her friend - against her knowing - to the once again new looking changing table.

Twilight let out an audible gulp before gently whispering to her friend. “Now Fluttershy, you have to remem-” Twilight paused a moment, looking at her friend sorrowful expression. “Fluttershy, you’re a wonderful young mare, and you shouldn't worry about what others think because I promise I will always be there for you.”

Twilight started to tear up for a moment; for once, Fluttershy seemed to be the less frail one.

“Twilight, what’s wrong?” Fluttershy asked, trying to be as serious as possible. It didn’t help the severity of the situation that she had her hooves fixated in the air like an infant.

“It’s nothing for you to worry about, trust me. We all have secrets we want to keep safe, I- you just relax.” Said Twilight, lightening the tone of her voice.

Fluttershy was levitated a bit into the air. All she could see was the white plaster ceiling as the spell she was in kept her from moving on her own. She could do nothing but feel as the fuzzy rope keeping her robe closed was untied, and she felt her body go from warm to cold and naked.

Twilight set the yellow mare back down gently on the soft vinyl padding. Fluttershy felt at piece for a moment until a sudden wetness gave her a stinging sensation on her backside.

Twilight rubbed the residue all of the mares plot and “area” before quickly jumping back. Fluttershy in feeling an intense stinging pain strike all over her body started to kick frantically in the air.

Fluttershy, letting out a small cry, said, “Twilight! I’m so sorry if I kicked you Twilight.” The yellow mare put her front hoovess over her mouth.

Twilight laughed a bit, “Don’t worry, Fluttershy. It’s not your fault.” Twilight said as she elevated the yellow mare off of the changing table and back onto surface level.

Fluttershy looked in awe as she descended back onto her carpeted floor. “Wait, you’re not putting me back in diapers?” Fluttershy asked, puzzled.

Twilight opened the nursery door and said, “No. I don’t think with your diaper rash you should be, well... ‘messing yourself.’”

Fluttershy smiled, “Hey Twilight?” The pegasus asked.

“What, Fluttershy?” Twilight asked in a concerned pitch as the two walked out of the nursery door hitting the lights off.
Fluttershy leaned in and hugged her friend. “You’re a great mommy, Twilight.”

To be continued...

Author's Note

*Authors Note: (Edited 12/15/2013 By: Don'tLookAtMyNameBro)