I awoke the next morning with a loud yawn, a loud sigh of relief following it. I smiled, loving the wonderful feelings of the blanket draping me and the springless mattress underneath me. They felt 10x more comfortable than usual, but that happened sometimes. There were some mornings to so wonderful that my bed felt like clouds. I gave a small stretch, audibly and uncaringly passing a bit of morning gas as I sighed again. I rolled over onto my back, looking over at Zecora's side to see if she had returned.

But when I did, something surprised me. Not that the other side of the bed was empty, but because all I saw was bars, like a cell. At first, I was worried that Chrysalis had escaped and threw me in her cell as a replacement, but then I saw that the bars were made of wood, not diamond. Still, I was confused why there were bars next to to both sides of the bed, and sat up to see better. To my surprise again, there was a loud crinkle. I took my focus off of the bars and looked around to find out where the crinkle had come from.

I finally found it when I looked down. There was a thick, cloth diaper, wrapped comfortably around my waist, a golden safety-pin holding it together. To make it a little more confusing, it was wet, with my own urine. I began to wonder why I was wearing a wet diaper, but when I caught sight of my small hooves, short legs, and chubby stomach, it completely took my mind off of it.

"Wh-wha...?" I tried to say, before my voice cut itself off. Then, I felt that my mouth was familiarly slippery, and when I closed my mouth, I felt my teeth were very rubbery. That is, until I felt them with my hoof, and only felt gums. I tried to fly over the bars to get out of bed, but I couldn't, and I was too short to reach the top to climb over the bars. I panicked and was close to screaming, but stopped when I looked around. I was in Mom's bedchamber. I was even more confused, because I remembered falling asleep in my own bed. But, when I looked into Mom's mirror just five hooves away from me, the diaper, my inability to fly, my short legs, my tiny hooves, and my toothless-mouth all began to make since.

I saw a foal. A tiny pony foal, with the same coat, mane, and tail colors as me, also wearing a wet diaper, sitting in a crib. At first, I thought I was just seeing things, but when the image of the mirror began mimicking my movements, there was no mistake. That foal was me, and I was the one sitting in the crib. Tears came to my eyes as I began to get a little scared, but luckily, Mom had entered through the window, having just raised the Sun. She smiled and walked over to me.

"Good morning, Sweetheart," she said.

"M... mo...," I tried to speak again.

"Shh...," she said, lifting me out of the crib, "I know you're confused right now, but allow me to explain." She carried me over to her sofa, sat down, and sat me in her lap. "Now, as you saw in the mirror, you're once again a baby. I transformed you into a month-year-old, stripped you of your magic and flying abilities, and reformed your nursery section in my chambers."

"Wh... why...?" I managed to say. Mom smiled.

"Well, remember what you told me last night while we were enjoying our night together, and what you said after my birthday party?" she asked, "You said you wished we could spend more time together, right?" I nodded, remembering it easily. "Well, now we can spend this whole day together."

"B... but...," I asked, "C... court... and..." Mom covered my mouth with her hoof.

"I have it under control, Sweetie," she said, "Cadence and Shining Armor agreed to take control of my court for the day, and once again, I have free time. But this time..." She cuddled me. "...I'm spending it all with you..." I looked up at her with a little smile.

"You... baby... me...?" I asked, "Like... b-for?" Mom smiled.

"Yes, Sweetie," she said, "You're my little colt for today, and the next twenty-four hours are between only you and I." She nuzzled me. "And don't worry. Zecora and Twilight are having a mare's night out, and Luna is sleeping, so you don't have anything to care about today..." She kissed my cheek. "...except for my love." I smiled so hard as a few tears came to my eyes. I never thought I'd be getting this kind of treatment ever again, and now, I was getting a whole day with Mom, and I didn't care if I had to be a baby to get it. I was so happy that I began to cry tears of joy.

"Mommy...," I said, sniffling. It felt so good to finally get to say that again, and feel that I could. Mommy smiled and nuzzled me again, licking my tears away.

"Aww... there's no need for tears, Sweetie...," she said, "You're safe with Mommy now." She cuddled me a little tighter. "And today is only about you. I have twenty-four hours of free time and no way to spend it, so you decide how, no matter how you want." I smiled and nuzzled into Mommy's soft coat, relaxing completely. I felt like I didn't have a care in the world, and this time, I really didn't.

"Oh my...," Mommy said, rubbing the front of my diaper, "Is my little colt making another tinkle?" I blinked and looked down. Sure enough, my diaper was becoming a darker yellow, and I felt myself urinating at that point. I blushed hard, as I had become so relaxed that my bladder decided to release itself. Mom smiled at me again.

"It's OK," she said, "A little morning tinkling isn't anything to worry about, and that's what your padding is for." I nodded and buried my face in Mommy's coat again.

"Ch... change...?" I asked as I finished relieving myself. Mommy smiled, laid me on the changing table, and changed me. My eyes closed automatically as Mommy did what she had to. The familiar, sweet smell of foal powder traveled under my nose as I hummed a small tune under my breath. Mommy finished changing me, also slipping my favorite old pajamas on me.

"Aww..." she said, lifting me into her front legs again, "You look just as I remember, all cute and cuddly." I blushed harder.

"Mommy...," I whined in flattery as she held me, hiding my blush in her coat.

"I can't help it, Sweetie," Mommy said, kissing my cheek, "You're even cuter when you blush." My blush grew redder as she gave me a small pat on my padded bottom. "So, is there anything you want to do first?" I smiled and buried myself deeper into her coat.

"...huggies...," I mumbled. Mommy smiled and sat down on her rug, resting her back against the wall as she cuddled me.

"OK, Sweetie," she said, nuzzling into the top of my head, "Cuddle me as long as you want. This is your time, and you can spend it how you want."

I smiled and sighed again, breathing with delight as the warm and blissful feeling of Mommy's coat brushed my face. My eyes closed on their own and I could feel my tail twitching lightly in pleasure. My mind slowly drifted off as I enjoyed every minute of the cuddle. In fact, I think we had cuddled for a full silent hour before a familiar growl in my stomach was heard. Mommy clearly heard it and smiled.

"It seems my little colt has the morning munchies," she said, nuzzling the top of my head. I smiled and playfully rubbed my stomach.

"Mm-hmm!" I said.

"Well, what would you like for breakfast, Sweetie?", she asked. I really wanted to say "pancakes and hashbrowns", but I remembered I had no teeth, so it took me awhile to think about what I could have for breakfast. But, there was one thing I remembered that I absolutely loved when I was a foal for real, and I wondered if I would still like it. Blushing furiously, I buried my face in the fur on Mommy's chest.

"Sweetheart, are you alright?" Mommy asked.

"M... mil..." I tried to say.

"Say again?" she asked. I repeatedly tapped her chest with my hoof, pointing at my mouth with my other one. Mommy caught on and smiled.

"Oh, I see," she asked. I smiled, my strong blush still on my face.

Mommy placed me on her tummy and wrapped her giant wings around me, completely giving me a homemade tent. If somepony had walked in, they wouldn't have seen me. I felt Mommy's giant feathers comfortably rub my back as I gave a sigh and scooted forward a little. That's when I was just a few inches from Mommy's private pink "treasures", clearly poking through her white coat. A bit of excitement hit me as I was about to re-experience my "feedings". I then felt Mommy's hoof pet the back of my head as she buried her hoof in my mane.

"There we go, Sweetie...", she said, "You may begin when you wish."

I smiled and looked at Mommy's teats, steadily breathing as I tried to remember how to do it. Luckily, I had no teeth, so I didn't have to worry about hurting her, but I was a little scared. I hadn't suckled for sixteen years, and I was a little frightened about not remembering how. But, as I felt my stomach growl again, I finally began to suckle.

Just like I had expected, the taste was just as I remembered. The milk was warm, sweet, and creamy, and I still loved it. My suckling went from cautious to blissful in just five seconds. I pressed myself against Mommy's tummy, trying to suckle as hard as I could to increase the flow of milk pouring into my mouth. Several delighted moans came from me as I blissfully drank from my mother. Mommy smiled as she slowly felt my suckling slow, then stop.

"All done, Sweetie?" she asked, rubbing my full tummy. I leaned forward and licked away a few stray drops before speaking again.

"Mm... hmm...," I said between grunts, trying to burp, but unable to. Mommy saw that I was trying to let it out and helped me.

"Hold still," she said. She placed me over her shoulder and pat my back. I grunted and finally forced out a tiny burp, about 65% of the gas exiting my other end. I ignored the windbreak and sighed as my tummy felt better again. Mommy giggled and fanned my behind with her hoof.

"Well, somepony's a little gassy this morning," she teased. I giggled like a foal.

"Me stinky!" I proudly said.

"You sure are, Sweetie," Mommy cooed, "But that doesn't stop you from being the cutest foal alive." I blushed harder as my entire face became red.

"Mommy~!" I whined again, hiding my face in her coat again, "Top it!" Mommy giggled and pet my mane slowly.

"OK, I'm done," she said, "You're just so cute when you blush..." I smiled, leaned up, and kissed her cheek.

"Wuv you... Mommy," I tiredly said, snuggling myself deeper in her soft coat. She leaned down and rested her chin on the top of my head, returning the kiss.

"I love you too, Sweetie," she said.

She cuddled me a little tighter, wrapping her wings around me to make it warmer. I felt her patting my padded bottom as I started to become a little drowsy. The warmth of Mommy's coat and the cuddling felt so good. It was as if I was wrapped in a towel that had just come out of the dryer. I loved it, but it was making me sleepy. I tried to fight it, but the good feeling was too lethal, and after the feeling of a soft nuzzle, I slowly fell asleep.

I woke up half an hour later when I felt a gentle licking on the side of my face. I mumbled and gave a light yawn, fluttering my eyes afterwards.

"Wakey wakey, Sweetheart...," a calm, soothing voice whispered into my ear, "You don't want to snooze away all of your Mommy time, do you...?" I looked up, seeing that I was still wrapped in Mommy's front legs.

"M... Mommy...?" I sleepily said, trying to get my eyes level with each other, "S... sweep... too... wong...?"

"No no, it's alright Glitter," Mommy said, giving my cheek another affectionate lick, "You've only been napping for thirty minutes. There still several hours left between you and I. I just wanted to wake you so you wouldn't sleep it all away." I smiled and buried myself deeper into her coat, sighing loudly. We cuddled for a few seconds, then she set me on the rug, standing up and stretching a little.

"I'll be back in a few minutes, Sweetie," she said, kissing my cheek, "Mommy has to go potty." She began walking toward the bathroom as I giggled like a foal again.

"Mommy gotta make poo-poos!" I joked, laughing harder. Mommy chuckled as well and looked back at me.

"Yes, she does," she said, "Because Mommy had too much cake at her party last night and needed to take a few laxatives to help her stomach." I laughed even harder.

"Eww!" I whined playfully. We shared another laugh and she walked into the bathroom, closing the door behind herself. I sat for a few silent minutes, happily suckling my hooves, and giggling at the splashing and trickling sounds I heard from the bathroom as Mommy did her business. That's when the bedchamber's door creaked, and Abigail had walked in, looking for Mommy.

"Celestia?" she asked, "Have you seen Glitter? My tail needs to be fluffed again, and I love the way he does it." She then looked at me, smiling wide.

"Aww!" she cooed, walking over to me, "A cute widdle baby!" She nuzzled the bottom of my left hind hoof, making me giggle as I felt small tickles. She then looked at me. "Hey, you kinda look like Glitter." She sniffed me. "And you have his scent too." I only giggled and let her figure it out herself.

"Wait, don't tell me...," she said, "...you're Glitter and Zecora's foal!" I laughed a little bit harder, accidentally passing a bit of silent gas. "B-but, they didn't tell me! I missed it! Ooh, maybe they've got a home movie I can see!" I giggled and grabbed Abigail's tail with my tiny hooves right before she was about to leave. She looked back at me.

"Hey, let go of my tail, little one," she said, trying to pull it out of my hooves, "I need to go find Glitter!" I giggled again and pointed at myself, trying to signal to her.

"M... me...," I tried to say. Abigail turned around to face me.

"Are you trying to say something?" she asked.

"Me... Gw... Gwit..., " I continued, trying really hard to speak.

"Ooh, he's gonna say his first word!" Abigail said, "I'm not gonna miss it either!" She eagerly sat in my lap. "Come on! Say something!"

"M... me... Gwit... ter... Ab... gail...," I tried to say. Luckily, the sound of a toilet flush was heard, followed by running water and a hoof-towel being used as Mommy had come out of the bathroom, a relieved smile on her face as she looked at Abigail.

"Good morning, Abigail," she said, "Are you feeling alright?"

"Yes, Celestia," Abigail said, "But Glitter didn't tell me Zecora gave birth already! I missed it..." Mommy smiled.

"No, you didn't miss it, Sweetheart," she said, "Because it hasn't happened yet." Abigail made a face of confusion.

"It... it had to have happened...," she said, "There's a foal in here, and I've never seen him before."

"Yes," Mommy said, "But he's not Glitter's foal."

"Then... why's he here...?" Abigail asked, "And why does he look so much like Glitter...?" Mommy smiled again.

"'cuz...," I spoke again, cuddling Abigail, "Me... Gwitter..." I kissed her nose. Abigail finally was able to get what I was trying to say.

"You mean...?" she asked Mommy, "Glitter IS the foal...?"

"Correct," Mommy said, "I transformed him into a month-year-old and I'm spending my entire day-off with him."

"But... why...?" Abigail asked. I smiled and hugged Mommy's front leg really tight, nuzzling it blissfully. Mommy smiled and sat down in front of me, lifting me into her lap.

"Because he told me last night he missed his mother's treatment," she said, "So, I transformed him into a little foal-"

"So he could spend some time with you...," Abigail finished.

"Mm-hmm!" I said, hugging Mommy tighter. Abigail smiled.

"Aww, that's so cute!" she said. Mommy smiled.

"I agree," she said, "There's nothing wrong with wanting a little bit of Mommy time." Mommy booped my nose, making me giggle loudly. Abigail hopped into my lap and decided to have her own fun with me as Mommy set me on the rug again and went to finish a few sheets of leftover paperwork.

"Does Baby Glitter like being a baby?" she asked. I giggled and nodded. She rubbed her tail against my stomach. "Does he think his little skunk is soft?"

"Mm-hmm!" I said, nuzzling her tail.

"Well..." she said, nuzzling into my stomach, "...can the stinky little skunk have a hug? Just a little hug?"

"Wes!" I squealed as I hugged her tight. But in the moment, I had forgotten that I still had my cutie mark, and I had hugged her a little too hard as she began to squirm.

"Oh... h-hey, not too tight now...!" she said, "Y-you're gonna m-make me-!" She was cut off when she accidentally and loudly passed gas. I let go of her as she blushed hard and covered her "opening" with her tail.

"S-sorry..." she said, fanning herself with her paw, "...you kinda... squeezed that out of me..." I giggled and decided to even the score. I pushed and successfully passed one of my own, louder than Abigail's. But, I instantly felt something else slip out as I had pushed a little too hard, accidentally messing my diaper. I blushed as a foul smell begin emanate between us.

"Uh-oh..." I said, playfully covering my diaper with my tail. Abigail burst out with laughter as Mommy came back over to us.

"Is everything alright?" she asked. Abigail recovered from her laugh-attack and looked at Mommy.

"Glitter made a stinky," she said. I nodded and held my hooves up to Mommy, who smiled and lifted me into her hooves again.

"Well, let's get you changed, shall we?" she teased as she laid me on the changing table, Abigail hopping up there as well.

"Mind if I watch?" she curiously asked, "I've never actually seen a diaper change before, and I'm curious." I smiled and cuddled her again.

"No... Abigail can watch..." I said, giving her a kiss on her nose. Abigail smiled and curled up into a ball on my chest and watched as Mommy changed me, teasing me as well.

"It's a surprise that your padding was able to hold up," she teased, "Somepony really had to go." I blushed as Abigail fought for me.

"Well, it was an accident," she said, "We were over there, and I asked for a hug, but he hugged me too hard and made me pass gas. I think he tried to do it to help my embarrassment, but he accidentally pooped himself." Mommy laughed.

"Well, at least he was doing a good thing for you," Mommy said, taping up a new diaper, "I'm just teasing him because he looks so cute when he blushes." I giggled as Mommy slid my pajamas back on and lifted me into her hooves again.

"F... fank you... Mommy," I said.

"You're welcome, Sweetie," she said, "Well, now that your stinky behind is clean again, what would you like to do now?" I thought about what to do next, but Abigail had her own suggestion.

"Why don't we all go out in the garden?" she suggested, "I need some lunch, but I don't wanna leave Glitter behind." I felt a small vibration as Mommy's stomach growled.

"That is a good idea, Abigail," Mommy said, "It is close to lunchtime."

"M... me too..." I said, rubbing my stomach. Mommy smiled.

"In fact, why don't we have a little picnic in the garden, hmm?" she suggested, "I'll go get a few din-dins for Glitter and myself, and grab the basket and blanket."

"Ooh! That sounds like fun!" Abigail excitedly said.

"But, only if Glitter agrees to it," Mommy said, "Like I said, this is his time with me now, and he gets the say-sos for the next twenty-four hours. So, only if he wants to, we can." Abigail looked at me.

"Well, whaddya say, Glitter?" she asked, "Picnic?" I smiled wide.

"Mm-hmm!" I said, "We go garden and munchies!" Abigail smiled.

"Yay!" she cheered. Mommy smiled.

"Well, allow me to go get ready, and I'll come get you in fifteen minutes," she said. She stood up, gave me a kiss on my cheek, and left the room as Abigail hopped into my lap.

"Thanks for that, Glitter," she said.

"F... for... wha...?" I asked.

"For letting me join your time with Celestia," Abigail said, "I didn't think you would, because you love her so much." I smiled.

"Oh Abigail," I thought to myself, "I wish I could talk right now, because I'd give you every single reason why I think you're the best Royal Pet ever." Abigail smiled at me.

"You really think so?" she asked. I cuddled her and nodded.

"Mm-hmm..." I said. I the blinked in surprise. "Huh?" Abigail giggled.

"Surprise," she said.

"Y-you can hear my thoughts?" I thought again.

"Yep!" Abigail said, "Animals can hear a foal's thoughts, because animals and foals can't normally speak. Why do you think dogs and foals are always staring at each other?"

"Oh..." I said.

"So, you don't have to stress your voice too much if you wanna talk to me," Abigail continued, "Just speak to me through your head. I'll even help you speak to Celestia if you want me to." I smiled.

"Thank you, Abigail," I thought.

"You're welcome, Glitter," she said, snuggling into my pajamas.

Like Mommy promised, she took fifteen minutes to fill a picnic basket with snacks, grabbed her picnic blanket, filled a pitcher with pink lemonade, filled a foal bottle with her own milk for me, and came back to get Abigail and I. After another five minutes, Mommy laid the picnic blanket out in front of us, and set everything else on top of it. She then sat on it as I sat in her lap with my bottle. Mommy tied a bib around my lap, and Abigail dug a hole next to us to find some bugs.

"Ahhh..." Mommy said very relaxed, "It is so gorgeous out today... wonderful Sunlight and not a cloud in the sky..." Abigail popped out of the hole, her cheek stuffed with mealworms.

"You said it, Celestia!" she said, "It's the first day of spring, and even though the stupid rodent-family is coming out of hibernation today, bugs are migrating right now, and I've got a whole family of mealworms in my cheek right now!" Mommy smiled.

"Well, good for you, Abigail," she said, patting the top of her head, making her smile, "And judging how you said that, you're not too much of a fan for rodents, hmm?" Abigail swallowed the cheekful of worms whole.

"No hoofin' way!" Abigail said, "Rodents are lower than raw sewage compared to us weasels! They're just a bunch of bucktoothed, wire-chewing, nut-crunching, pellet-pooping, thin-tailed bastards!"

"Abigail, watch your language," Mommy said, "That's a very offensive word to some ponies." Abigail cleared her throat.

"Right, sorry Celestia," she apologized, "Anyway, we weasels hate rodents' guts! In fact, every time I've caught a mouse or squirrel in our garden... well... let's just say the decomposers got a little treat every time..."

"Oh my..." Mommy said, "Well... you sure have a way of defending your home..." I nodded in agreement, finishing half of my bottle as Abigail giggled.

"What can I say?" she said, "This is weasel territory, and rodents caught trespassing will deal with me!"

"Well, you continue to do that," Mommy said, "Just please keep it to yourself, OK honey?" Abigail nodded as Mommy smiled and pulled out a plastic bowl with saran-wrap covering the top.

"Would you care for some applesauce, sweetheart?" she asked me. I smiled and stopped suckling the milk.

"Mm-hmm!" I said.

Mommy smiled and pulled a plastic baby spoon out of the picnic basket. She then used her magic to uncover the bowl and pulled me into her lap, laying me on my back. She then fed me spoonful after spoonful of the applesauce. It was a delicious cinnamon applesauce, with a few chunks of banana in it. I loved it, and I hummed to myself pleasantly between each bite.

"Aww..." Abigail said, "He looks so cute when he's eating!" I blushed hard as Mommy fed me another bite.

"Indeed he is," she said, wiping my face with the bib, "That's why I love it when he's a foal." She fed me more. "In fact, I'd be happy to transform you into a little one whenever we get some time together, sweetie. I enjoy it just like you do." I smiled.

"F... fank you... Mommy," I said.

"It's no problem, sweetie," Mommy said, kissing my cheek. After feeding me the last spoonful, Mommy wiped the last of the applesauce from my mouth and set the bowl on the grass next to her.

"Would you like the scraps, Abigail?" she asked, pointing to the bowl. Abigail smiled and licked the bowl clean, lapping up the leftover applesauce and bananas from the bowl as Mommy placed me over her shoulder. I grunted and let out a burp, spitting up a little bit of applesauce. Mommy cleaned it easily and smiled at me.

"Feeling better, hon?" she asked.

"Mm-hmm," I said, burying my face in her coat. Mommy pat the bottom of my diaper as I cuddled her, Abigail finishing up the scraps of the bowl.

"Ah!" Abigail said, "That was delicious! I love table scraps!" Mommy and I giggled.

"Well, you should," Mommy said, "We've been giving you table scraps for a year and a half now, and that's why you've become a little more rotund." She teasingly tickled Abigail's tummy, making her have a small laugh-attack.

"W-well, l-like Glitter *hehe* said...!" Abigail spoke through her laughs, "I get cuddlier as *haha* I get chubbier...!" Mommy smiled and stopped tickling her as she looked at the slightly-jealous look on my face.

"Aww, do you want tummy-tickles too, sweetie?" Mommy asked.

Before I could even nod, Mommy tickled my tummy with one of her feathers right when I wasn't expecting it. The thick feather tickled my tummy right on the sweet spot, and I squirmed and laughed loudly while Abigail watched with a grin. But after ten seconds of tickling, the squirming and laughing caused me to accidentally pass a loud blast of gas right in Abigail's face. I blushed lightly and curled up into a ball.

"S... sowwy... Mommy... a... and Abigail..." I managed to say, "I... I... I..." Before I could explain why I did that, I heard a slightly-louder windbreak, startling me as I thought I had passed another one. But, I saw Abigail's hind leg and tail lifted, along with a ecstasy-look on her face, and it wasn't hard to see who had done that. "A-Abigail...?"

"Yep, that was me," Abigail said, "I didn't want you to be embarrassed because of a fart, so I passed one too." She hopped into my lap, dragging some of her stink with her as Mommy sat me on the grass again. I was able to ignore it, because skunk gas doesn't smell as bad as everyone thinks they do. At least, they're not as bad as Caddie's.

"Plus," she continued, "You accidentally pooped yourself trying to do the same for me, so here's my payback to you." She passed a second one, making me laugh.

"Abigail," Mommy said, "While that is a normal bodily function, it's very rude to do that around other ponies, especially Princesses..." Abigail blushed, wafting her stink behind her.

"Sorry Celestia..." she said, "I was just trying to make Glitter-" Before she could finish, Mommy raised herself into a deep squat, lifted her tail, and passed one of her own, hers dominating mine and both of Abigail's by length, volume, and odor.

"...unless that Princess makes a little stinker of her own," Mommy finished, not even bothering to waft it away from us. Both Abigail and I rolled all over the grass, laughing hysterically.

"M-Mommy farted!" I yelled.

"Y-yeah!" Abigail yelled. Mommy giggled as well.

"Yes, I did," she said confidently. At that point, Mommy's stench had finally reached Abigail and I, and kicked us right in our faces as it was seriously strong.

"Ugh!" Abigail said, "That stinks so bad, and this is coming from a skunk!"

"Eww!" I cried out. I was used to Mommy's gas normally, but with my nose being smaller and more sensitive, I couldn't take it as my eyes watered.

"Oh gosh it's terrible!" Abigail cried out, covering her pink nose with her paws, "How is it so bad?! You're supposed to be a mare!"

"Well, I am a rather large mare," Mommy said, "Plus, I do love beans, broccoli, cheese and onions, so maybe that makes it worse." She sniffed the air. "Oh my..." She waved her hoof in front of her face, which both Abigail and I knew that she wasn't suffering as bad as we were, because it was her own gas. "Maybe that's a sign that I should consume less of those."

"Or none!" I added, my baby voice a little nasally from my muzzle being plugged. Mommy giggled again as Abigail stood up.

"C'mon, Glitter," she said, "Let's go to the rosebushes and get away from this stinky little Princess!" Abigail winked at Mommy to show she was just joking, Mommy nodding. I smiled and got on my hooves and knees behind Abigail.

"Alright, but please be careful you two," Mommy said, "If you need anything, I'll be right here, waiting for my stink to die off."

We both giggled and Abigail walked over to the rosebushes a few hooves away from Mommy. Once we reached the rosebushes, Abigail grabbed a rose from the bush with her teeth, scraped off the thorns with her claws, and gave it to me.

"I remember you saying that you love roses," she said, "Well, here's one from me." I smiled and took it, suckling on the thorn-less vine.

"Thank you, Abigail," I said through my mind, remembering she could hear my thoughts, "I love roses so much." She giggled.

"Well, I'm sure they smell a lot better than what we were just trapped in," Abigail joked, sniffing the ground around the rosebushes. I giggled as well.

"Yeah, much better," I said. Abigail kept sniffing for a bit, then smiled.

"Bingo," she asked, "Do you mind if I tinkle in front of you?"

"No, it's fine," I said, "As long as you don't mind going in front of me, it's alright with me. I'm technically sitting in your bathroom anyway."

"Alright then," Abigail said, "I'll go here. But I wanna warn you, skunk urine is strong."

"Again, it's fine," I said, "Plus, after having to endure Mommy's stinky cloud of death, your stink wouldn't even make my nose twitch." Abigail laughed.

"I believe it," she agreed, "Trust me, there's only a few smells that make a skunk cringe, and Celestia's farts are one of them." I chuckled as Abigail squatted, raised her tail, and urinated.

"Ahhhh..." she moaned in delight, relaxing herself as her claws dug into the ground to keep herself balanced, the tall grass covering her lower body. If I could've seen her eyes, which were being covered by the front of the white part of her mane that covered them slightly, they probably would've been crossed. I just watched my skunk do her business, giggling at the trickling I heard.

"S-so..." Abigail said, speaking through total ecstasy, "Why... do you enjoy... being a baby so much...?" I smiled wide.

"Well, it's just one of the best things in your life that you normally don't remember," I explained, "You don't remember the nice feeling of a used diaper or the wonderful taste of you mother's milk or even your first word or your first steps. But whenever I'm like this, I get to experience this all over again! I get to be the Mommy's Little Colt I love to be."

"Oh... that makes sense..." Abigail said, raising herself a little, "So it's like a hobby for you?"

"I don't think I can call it a hobby," I said, "This is my first time getting to be a baby since I was brought into Equestria seventeen years ago, and once I was a fully conscious baby, I loved it! Of course, I had to get used to it first, but once I did, I loved it! And to hear Mommy say she likes me as a foal makes me even happier, because now we both can do this and make it a hobby!" Abigail sighed, finishing and standing up again, shaking herself dry like a dog.

"Well that makes sense," she said, "Of course, I fully remember my time as a pup. My eyes were able to open after the first week, and even though my parents left me after that, I was still able to survive with my brother, before he ate that Poison Joke flower, and here I am now, with a wonderful family, a fantastic Castle for a home..." She giggled. "...and the nicest bathroom I've ever had." I smiled.

"And to me, that's the prime definition of motivation and self-esteem boosting," I said, petting the top of her head. Abigail purred and smiled.

"Thanks, Glitter," she said. She then grabbed an oak-leaf from the tree and used it to cover the wet grass. "Well, now that I'm finished, what do you wanna do now?" I thought for a bit, then smiled.

"Hide and seek?" I said. Abigail giggled.

"Challenging a skunk to hide and seek?" she said, "You're a confident baby." I giggled, dropping my rose. I grabbed it and stuck it in the collar of my pajamas.

"Well, your camouflage has no effect in the daytime!" I said, "So yeah! I'm calling you out!"

"Then you go hide first!" she said, "You made the challenge, so you get to go first!" I smiled and ran off, hiding behind the leaves of a weeping-willow tree. About a minute later, Abigail had found me and nuzzled against my hind leg.

"Gotcha!" she said. I giggled.

"Yeah, you did," I said, "Alright, your turn!" For about ten minutes, Abigail and I took turns finding each other. With Mommy's garden being so big and full of several trees and bushes, it wasn't so easy finding each other. At that point, I was searching for Abigail, and once I saw a giant hole build in the middle of the soil-patch, I giggled.

"You've made this too easy, Abigail!" I said. I walked over to the hole and looked into it. "Found y-!" Right when I looked into it, Abigail grabbed me by my collar with her teeth and pulled me into the hole. I fell on my back, a huge patch of dead leaves cushioning my fall as Abigail jumped on my stomach.

"Nope!" she said, "I found you!" We both giggled hard as I looked at the top of the hole. It was only about three hooves deep and wide, but it was still impressive.

"Wow," I said, "How'd you build a hole this big?" She giggled.

"I've been working on this the whole game!" she said, "Every time I had to find you, I spent a minute digging this, and I waited to hide in it until it was finished, just so I could do that! I put some leaves in here too because I didn't know how sensitive you were."

"Well, mission accomplished" I joked. Abigail laughed as I sat up. "Alright, let's get out of this before I get soil in my diaper." She giggled and nodded as I climbed out of the hole, Abigail following me and covering it back up with the huge soil-pile built up from the digging.

"So, what'cha wanna do now?" she asked.

"I think I wanna go back to Mommy," I said, "I mean, you're really fun to spend time with, and I really enjoyed the hide and seek game, but this is my Mommy time right now." Abigail shrugged again.

"That's perfectly fine with me," she said, "I'm just following wherever you and Celestia go." I smiled and nodded.

"Thank you, Abigail," I said, kissing the top of her head. She blushed hard as I crawled back over to Mommy, who was folding up the blanket and placing the dishes back into the basket. She looked at me and smiled.

"Welcome back, sweetie," she said, "Did you have fun with Abigail?" I giggled.

"Mm-hmm!" I said. She placed the picnic basket on her back.

"Well, Mommy's not stinky anymore," she said, making me giggle.

"No... Mommy not stinky..." I said, nuzzling into her coat, loving the vanilla scent in her coat. Mommy smiled, noticing the leftover soil in my mane and coat.

"My goodness," she said, "You're so filthy. Were you playing in the soil?" I giggled and nodded.

"That's my fault," Abigail said, "We were playing hide and seek and I was hiding in a hole in the soil-patch and he found me. I pulled him down there as a joke." I smiled as Mommy giggled as well.

"Well, would you like to go back inside, sweetie?" she asked, "I think you've earned a bath."

I giggled again and nodded as Mommy used her magic to fold up the blanket and put it in the basket. She then picked me up and carried me upstairs to her bedchamber, Abigail following us. Mommy then carried me into the bathroom and drew up a bubble-bath the way she likes it, and turned on the showerhead, warm water spraying into the tub. She then smiled at me.

"Reach for the Sun, honey," she said. I smiled and raised my hooves toward the ceiling. Mommy slid me out of my pajamas, exposing my diaper. "Oh my. Did my little colt wet himself?" I looked down at it, blushing as it was yellow and soggy. Abigail gave a small chuckle from surprise, but not to laugh at me.

"It's alright, sweetie," Mommy calmly said, "At least it's just tinkle, and we can get that cleaned up with your bath." I smiled again and nodded as I laid down on my back and Mommy slipped the wet diaper off of me, placing it in the wastebasket next to the toilet and lifting me into the tub. I gave a delighted sigh and relaxed my hind legs, gripping the edge of the tub to keep myself from completely submerging into the water.

"Is it a little too hot, honey?" Mommy asked. I shook my head as Mommy smiled. "Good." She then removed her breastplate and crown, setting it on one of the sinks as she joined me in the tub, sitting me on her chest as she relaxed herself against the wall behind the tub. "Mommy needs a bath too. Do you mind sharing yours with her?" I shook my head.

"Mm-mmm," I said, "M... me wike... baffs wit Mommy..." She smiled and kissed my cheek.

"Thank you, sweetie," she said. I nuzzled her as a "You're welcome". She then looked at Abigail, who was trying hard to hide her jealous look with a fake smile. "Would you like to join us, Abigail?"

"Oh... uh... if it's not too much trouble..." Abigail said with a blush.

"Abigail, it's just a bath," Mommy said, "I wouldn't mind sharing a bath with you. We're both females, and plus, I'm already sharing a bath with my son, so come on in. The water's fine." Abigail smiled wide and cannonballed into the bathtub.

"Woo!" she yelled as she hit the water with a tiny splash, "So many bubbles!" Mommy and I giggled as Abigail crawled into my lap. "Thanks for letting me join, Celestia."

"It's no problem, Abigail," Mommy said, nuzzling her. After our bath, we all got dried off and I got my pajamas and a new diaper on. After Mommy got her jewels and put them on, Abigail shook herself dry like a dog and Mommy cleaned the bathtub.

"Ahh...!" Abigail said, "I love a good bath!" I smiled.

"M-me... too...!" I said. Mommy chuckled.

"Well, I'm glad you enjoyed it," she said, "Now, I don't know about you two, but my sweet-tooth is killing me."

"Now that you mention it," Abigail said, "Mine is too." I nodded in agreement, pointing into my mouth.

"Well, how about we go get some snow-cones, hmm?" she asked. I smiled widely. There are several different sweets I love, but I absolutely love snow-cones, almost more than chocolate.

"Mm-hmm!" I said happily, "Pwease!" Mommy smiled and placed me on her back. She then placed Abigail on her back as well, who curled herself up into my lap. Mommy turned off the bathroom light and left the bathroom, walking over to her closet.

"Since we're leaving the Castle," she said, opening it, "I think you should have a pleasant ride to the stand and back." She pulled out a stroller and set it up. I smiled as Mommy used her magic to put me in the stroller and strap me in. I sighed in relief as the cushiony stroller felt really good, and it rubbed the warm flannel of my pajamas against my back, making them feel much better. Mommy then levitated Abigail into my lap, and she curled up into my lap again as Mommy pulled the hood over me to keep the Sun out of my face.

"Is that comfy, sweetie?" she asked. I nodded as she smiled and pushed us to the closest snow-cone stand.

"Glitter?" Abigail whispered to me, "What's a snow-cone?"

"You don't know what a snow-cone is?" I asked through my mind again.

"Uh... no?" she said, "Because I've never had one?"

"Ohhhhh, right," I said, "Forgot you used to be a wild skunk." She giggled. "Well, it's an ice-ball with a delicious flavor on it, and they're so good!"

"So, flavored ice?" Abigail asked.

"Basically, yes," I said, "Delicious flavored ice."

"Hmm..." Abigail says, "That sounds kinda weird. The only flavor of ice I know about is yellow, and it doesn't taste too good..." I giggled.

"Well, I assure you, you'll love it," I said. Abigail shrugged as we rode to the stand in silence.

Later that night, we had gotten our snow-cones, brought them back to the Castle, and enjoyed them together. After a few games of hide and seek around the Castle, we all gathered back into Mommy's bedchamber and sat on Mommy's rug.

"Glitter and I were really good hiders!" Abigail happily said, "It took you forever to find us!" Mommy giggled.

"Well, I don't think I would've found you in the last round if it weren't for that burp," she said.

"Hey..." Abigail whined playfully, "It's that snow-cone's fault! The orange flavor tasted really good, but made me a little gassy!" I giggled, a foul smell traveling under my nose as I felt a familiar squishy-feeling. I blushed and held my hooves up to Mommy.

"Mommy...?" I asked, "P... poopy..." Mommy smiled and picked me up.

"Then let's get you changed, honey," she said. One change later, I suddenly yawned and fluttered my eyes. It was 10:00 PM, and because of my foal-body and the fact that I had woken up at 6:00 AM, I was very sleepy. Mommy saw me fighting my sleepiness and smiled.

"Aww..." she said, "Is my little colt getting sleepy...?" I shook my head, still trying to fight my sleepiness. Mommy sat against the wall next to the rug, pulled me onto her chest, laid me on my back, and draped her wing around me. I knew that would've put me to sleep, so I tried to squirm out of her grasp, but couldn't.

"What's wrong, sweetie?" Mommy asked.

"N... no... sweepy...!" I said.

"Glitter... you need your sleep..." she said, "You'll be cranky if not..." I looked at her with puppy-dog eyes and hugged her, nuzzling into her warm fur with a sniffle as I knew she was right. Mommy sensed my sadness and hugged me a little tighter.

"Oh my..." she said, "You don't want to sleep because you fear you'll never get anymore time with me alone... is that right...?"

"*sniffle* Mm-hmm..." I said, crying softly into Mommy's colt. She rested her head on my back, nuzzling it softly as she spoke comfortably to me.

"Shh..." she said, petting my mane, "It's OK, honey... I told you... just because we don't get to spend every minute of every day doesn't mean I don't love you... it was fun to get to be a baby's mother again after seventeen years... but I still have a son... and no matter how old he is... he's still has a mother who loves him..."

"*sniffle* B-but... I... I wike... baby..." I said through my tears.

"I understand, sweetie..." Mommy said, "I do too... but you don't have to be a baby for Mommy to love you... you're a married stallion now... and you're going to be a father... and I still love you just like I did when you were a real foal..."

"Weawwy...?" I asked.

"Of course I do," Mommy said, "I love you with all my heart... and I will for the rest of my eternal life..." She punctuated that with a kiss on my cheek. I smiled and finally gave into the comfortable sensation as I laid down.

"W... wuv you... Mommy..." I mumbled before falling asleep.

"I love you too, honey..." I heard her say right before I fell asleep.

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I woke up a few hours later. I fluttered my eyes and sat up, looking around for Mommy. But, I didn't see her, nor did I see Abigail, who had fallen asleep in the corner next to the changing table. I was a little scared, but I was a little more confused than scared. I remembered falling asleep in Mommy's hooves, and I saw Abigail fall asleep right before I did, so I wondered why I was suddenly alone. I knew I couldn't have fallen asleep for too long. But right when I realized I was a stallion again, I heard a babyish sound come from the crib. I jumped a little, but then saw something move. A bit curious, I walked over to the crib and peeked into it.

To my biggest surprise, inside was a foal. A foal that looked just like me. I was confused, but when the foal looked me in the eyes, I knew it was supposed to be me as a foal. But what confused me was how I was in the crib, and also looking at myself as a stallion.

"Hewwo, Gwitter..." the foal said, speaking without teeth perfectly and smiling at me. I blinked in surprise.

"D-did you just... talk...?" I asked, "A-and... how do you know my name...? And how am I there, when I'm here...?" The foal giggled and sat up.

"Cawm down, Gwitter..." Foal Glitter said, "Wou're just dweaming." I sighed.

"That explains a lot," I said, "So... I'm sleeping...?"

"Duh!" Foal Glitter said, "I just said dat!"

"Hey, come on..." I said, "I've never had a dream like this before..."

"Weww, Mommy towd Auntie Wuna to wet wou have dis dweam da next time wou were a baby again," Foal Glitter said.

"S-so... are you Auntie Luna in disguise?" I asked. Foal Glitter giggled.

"No, silly!" he said, "Auntie Wuna dun need to be in disguise in dweams! She awways be hersewf!"

"Well... yeah..." I said.

"I'm wou, Gwitter!" Foal Glitter said.

"B-but... how...?" I asked, "I'm me... I'm standing here looking at you..."

"I'm wou as a baby, Gwitter!" Foal Glitter said with a giggle, "And wou're me as a gwown-up! I'm wou, and wou're me!"

"OK OK..." I said, "Please tell me what's the deal with this dream? Every single dream with Auntie Luna's assistance has some kind of lesson or realization in it." Foal Glitter smiled.

"Weww, dink about it..." he said, "...wou wike being me, wight?" I nodded. "...and wou few happy when Mommy babies wou, wight?" I nodded. "Weww, dat's what I am..."

"What do you mean...?" I asked.

"I'm what makes wou happy..." Foal Glitter said, "...I'm what makes wou happier den anyding ewse."

"Anything?" I asked, "But I thought Zecora, Abigail and Mom made me happier than anything."

"Nope," Foal Glitter said, "Dey make wou happy of course, but not as much as me. Dink about it, when wou're a baby, nudding stwesses wou out or makes wou mad. Wou're carefwee, and evewyding is fun."

"Can you prove it...?" I asked. Foal Glitter smiled and held his hooves out to me.

"Howd me for a foo minutes..." he said, "Wou'll see."

I shrugged and took my foal version into my hooves like Mom would. He gave a relaxed sigh and curled up in my hooves, burying his muzzle in my coat. Having never held a foal before, I was a little confused on how to do it, so I didn't really have the right angle, but Foal Glitter didn't mind as he just laid in my hooves. humming to himself. Right then, I felt comfortable. Really comfortable, as if Mom were holding me. I was holding the foal version of myself, and it was like I was feeling what he was feeling. I gave a similar sigh and rested my back against the wall next to the crib as Foal Glitter smiled, looking up at me.

"How do wou feew?" he asked.

"I feel... safe... and comfortable..." I said with a light mumble.

"I towd wou, Gwitter..." Foal Glitter said, "When wou're me, nudding makes wou feew bad..."

"*sigh* I just wish... I could be you more than just twice... I really enjoy spending time with Mom..." I said. Foal Glitter smiled again.

"Weww, didn't Mommy say she'd be happy to do it 'gain?' he asked.

"Yeah... but only if she has free time..." I added, "...who knows when she'll get another day like this...? Caddie and Shining can't keep taking over her court every day... they have their own too..."

"But wook... wou're gonna be a daddy woursewf, Gwitter," Foal Glitter said, "Pwus, wou have Zecowa, Abigaiw, and Mommy. Wight now, wou dun need to be me to be happy. Wou've got dings to be happy about."

"Well... yeah, but-" I said.

"Dink about it," Foal Glitter cut me off, "Wou dun have to be a baby to be happy. Wou've come so far fwom being a baby. Wou got a stinky and cwute skunk as a pet, wou got a beawtifuw zebwa for a wife, and wou're gonna have twins soon. Dose make wou happy, wight?"

"Of course they do," I said.

"Exacwy," Foal Glitter said, "Sure, being a baby makes wou happy da most, but wou stiww have a gwown-up wife to wive, and as wong as dat makes wou happy, wou have a weason to keep on wiving, weder Mommy gets to baby wou or not." I smiled and hugged the foal in my hands a little tighter.

"OK, I understand," I said, "Thank you, Foal Me." I kissed his cheek, making him giggle.

"Wou're wewcome, Gwitter," he said. He then pointed to a random door in Mom's wall. "Dat's wou're way outta dis dweam. If wou're weady to wake up, go drough dere." I nodded and placed my foal self back in the crib, turning toward the door. Before I could walk, I felt a tug on my tail, makin me turn around again.

"Yes?" I asked. Foal Glitter blushed, grunting lightly.

"B'for wou go..." he said between grunts as his tail raised, "...can... wou... tange me...?" After a small pass of gas and a sigh, he stopped grunting. "I made a poopy."

"Uh... I don't know how to change a diaper..." I said, "...I've only been changed..."

"Wou're dweaming, wou big dum-dum!" Foal Glitter said, giggling again, "Just dweam about tanging me, and wou wiww." I did and soon enough, he was wearing a new diaper. "Dank wou!"

"No problem, Foal Me," I said. I then tucked him in, placed a nearby pacifier in his mouth, and kissed his cheek. "Goodnight." He yawned, snuggling into his sheets.

"Goodnight... Gwitter..." he mumbled through the pacifier, falling asleep almost instantly. I smiled and walked through the door, blowing a final kiss to him.

~~~~~~~~~~

I woke up about twenty minutes later. Looking around, I saw what looked like moving carpet, as if I were flying. But, I then saw and felt Mommy's warm and cozy feathers, and looking up, I saw her. Mommy was carrying me to my bedchamber, carrying my comfortably in her wing.

"M... Mommy...?" I asked. She smiled at me.

"Hello Sweetie," she said, "Awake a little early, I see." She walked into my bedchamber, very quietly closing the door behind her. Zecora had returned from her mares' night out, and was fast asleep in bed. Mommy laid me next to her, covering me up to my chin with the green-velvet comforter.

"I have to go now, honey," she said, "I have court tomorrow, and you and Zecora have an assignment of your own." I sighed with a nod.

"K..." I said. Mommy smiled and reached into her other wing, which contained a sleeping Abigail. She carefully placed her on my chest, curling her up comfortably.

"But here's your stinky little weasel, honey," she said, "She loves sleeping with you." I smiled and cuddled her close to me.

"Fank... wou..." I said.

"You're very welcome, sweetie..." she said, sitting down next to me, "And remember, no matter how old you are, you're never too old to get my love." I nodded and nuzzled into her cutie mark.

"Wuv wou, Mommy..." I said.

"I love you too, sweetie," Mommy said, kissing my cheek, "Would you like me to sing you a lullaby?"

I nodded as I wrapped my stubby front legs around my skunk. Mommy than sang my favorite lullaby, rubbing my tummy lightly to the song's rhythm. The lullaby and the rubbing was just enough to put me to sleep. I cuddled Abigail a little tighter as Mommy smiled. She kissed my forehead and used her magic to transform me back to normal.

"Goodnight honey," she said, "I love you." I smiled, mumbling "I love you too" as I watched her leave the room. My eyes slowly closed as I gently fell asleep, smiling wide as I knew Mommy always loved me, no matter what.

Author's Note

Now, before most of you complain about the amount of toilet humor in this chapter, I'm a huge fan of toilet humor, but I do have my own limits, so I won't make a whole chapter about toilet humor. There are only a few toilet humor jokes you can put in a story/movie before it becomes a porta-potty.

Plus, anyone who has read my story "Baby Twily and Mommy Celestia" will most likely say, "Hey! You used that same Celestia fart scene in your other story!" Well, I thought it was pretty funny, so I decided to use it again.

Thank you for being patient. I have three major stories to attend to, plus a few requests, so that's why I take longer to make new chapters. Hope you enjoyed it.