Forgetting by Going Back

Celestia was far beyond worried now.

She had an uncontrollable urge to be held, cradled, and loved.

How unfortunate her only form of parental love was shown by...him.

Ugh, him.

Discord had said he would return shortly. Now, were that to be based upon their lifespans or a normal pony’s was still unclear.

All Celestia knew for now was this diaper was a pain, and that she almost had gained brain damage from her nasty fall off the bed. Well...formerly her bed.

I hate my life.

…

Actually, I hate Discord. Who seems to be stuck in my life!

Celestia had tried her very hardest to climb the changing table, yet to little success.

The room had transformed into a full-blown nursery after Discord left. To have been expected sooner, but he had a point to make, she guessed. It might have happened in a moment, but Celestia had had enough time to view everything else in the room become meant for her new age before the bed was turned as well. And...well, she wasn't going to be held inside a crib if she could help it.

Currently though, she sat in her pee-stained, formerly-white disposable diaper, wishing she could just be free of the terribly itchy, rash-forming thing.

As much as she hated it, tears did start to form in her eyes.

Through a mixture of the rash around her diaper area and...the sudden abandonment by her only caretaker, Celestia’s dam of a face fell sadly.

She gulped, whispering out, “D-discord. Stop playing around. It’s not funny.”

…

Ten minutes passed of absolute silence since her hope he was watching from somewhere unknown, but nopony burst into the room out of thin air or morphed from the ceiling or whatever.

Celestia was actually holding herself now, quietly crying as she laid on the floor.

Her soaked diaper was squishing in front and crinkling in back, but she wasn’t entirely sure she could hold off on another bathroom surprise in this thing.

Oh no. I’m actually going to die here. I am, aren’t I?

I’m all alone…

...

Somepony opened the door, singing with a lovely voice, “Is the little princess awake?”

Gasping, Celestia saw as one of the castle maids had opened the door.

The maid gasped as well, exclaiming, “Oh no!”

She immediately swept up the foal into her hooves, cooing in distress, “It’s okay, baby! It’s okay! It’s gonna be alright! Alriggghhhttt, okay?!”

As Celestia stopped the leak of water flowing down her face, she could feel herself being rotated and tilted.

Very confusing what was going on until the maid remarked her thoughts aloud, “Well, I don’t see anything wrong. No bruises or bumps. Hm...must be those Alicorn powers at work.”

The maid’s eyebrows did raise at viewing the little foal’s backside, “Hm. No poopies after your nap? Could’ve sworn I just gave you your na-na bottle before you were put in your crib.”

Celestia was then gently placed on top of the changing table, where she was soon strapped in at the upper torso to avoid falling.

From her viewpoint, all the little royal could spot was the deep brown mane of her supposed...nanny?

She could hear humming and the loud rip of tapes on her diaper before relief washed over her as the diaper was pulled out from under her flanks.

“Oh, my. You soaked this more than a bottle’s worth, silly filly!”, the maid playfully giggled in a parentally-mocking tone as she balled up the close-to-leaking diaper.

After tossing the ruined diaper into the trash, she got to work carefully cleaning the child of the urine smell that Celestia had all but forgotten about.

Celestia whimpered without choice as the red rash from before hurt more for some reason than before as her privates were wiped down of the horrid stench of stale pee.

The caring mare then cooed, “It’s okay, baby. Your castle mommy sees the bad, bad rashy. I’ll take care of it in one second.”

...

Celestia squirmed cutely as the cold rush of medicinal cream was poured and rubbed gently in as an attempt to both deal with the evident rash and avoid the child bursting out in more unwanted pain.

A quick tickle to the belly soon brought Celestia some much needed love after what she had endured previously, sending the foal into unexpected fits of giggles and babbling without meaning.

As her automatic response declined in power over her, Celestia noted the crinkling of another diaper before her backhooves were lifted swiftly and set swiftly down onto the soft protective cushion.

She wiggled in small protest, saying as she realized she had just received a diaper change, “No! I’m Princess Celestia! Stop it!”

The nanny responded as she wrapped the diaper snuggly around the baby’s front and secured the tapes, “Uh-huh. So talkative today! I bet you’ll be ordering ponies around again in no time!”

Celestia was even more confused by that last sentence than anything that had just happened before it.

Her time to think on it was short lived as the mare lifted her into a cute stroller, saying in a happy voice so full of sugar it made Celestia sick...and a bit happy on the inside, “Today will be the first day Shiny and Cady get to see you since you decided to become a foal again! Well...not that you would remember that, but I just feel like saying what is on my mind for some reason this day.”

Celestia’s eyes widened at that announcement, and she realized Discord...might be smarter than she believed.

Uh oh.