"I hate lemons." You take the tea and sip it."Yummy! "

You both finish your drinks and you follow her into the basement, but you feel a bit light headed. "I don't feel so good. "

Looking around, you see an assortment of foal supplies. Her basement looks like a nursery."Shh, it's okay. You'll be fine."

You pant, slumping to the ground. Your legs are too weak to stand properly. "What... Did you... Do to... Me? "

"It's okay, " Fluttershy says. She walks over and strokes your mane. "I just gave you some... foalmula™"

"foal... Wood... Hu? " You realize your speech is slurred and your legs are too weak to properly stand. Your wings are also soft and squishy.

Fluttershy rolls you over to your back on a changing pad. She whistles a happy tune as she powders your flanks and fastens a diaper with colorful dancing bears on it to your waist.

The soft padding feels cool and nice against your bottom. You struggle to get up but she easily keeps you pinned with one hoof until she’s sure the diaper is snug. Fluttershy then lifts you into her lap.

"Hush now. Mommy has some more milk to drink."

She sticks a baby bottle in your mouth and holds it there, squeezing gently. You try to spit up the milk, but she expertly feeds it to you and only a few drops make it out of your mouth.

The warm fluid soothes your worries as it goes down, and more of the mixture seeps into your body.

"Now, does my little baby need to make a poopy?"

You look at her and through your hazy mind you manage a single word. "Never. " You have no plans to soil yourself, that's just gross.

Unfortunately the chemicals in your body have other plans. Your stomach rumbles as the Foalmula™ affects your body. There is a wet gurgling sound as you soil the diaper, and it quickly fills with poop.

To make it worse, you lose bladder control as well. She has robbed you of your legs, wings, voice, and now the last bits of control over your body.

"Oh, such a stinky foal. Do you want mommy to change your diaper? " She rubs her hoof against your Marehood first, rubbing the hot soaked pad against you. Some urine seeps out, wetting your inner thighs. She then rubs against the heavy soiled bottom of the diaper. There is a wet squishing and she pushes the poop around against your backside.

Your helpless to resist and finally shake your head.

"Say yes mommy. "

You look at her, realizing you are still able to Form simple words. " pwease mommy?"

"Anything for my little adult foal. I love you."

She changes your diaper and gives you another bottle, and then burps you. “I wuv you!” you say, unable to clear the haze from your mind. Fluttershy puts you down for a nap in your new crib.

You are never heard from again.

Author's Note

The End

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p.s. In honor of Pegasus Ondacob, brilliant creator of the grim dark Pattycakes, where in an 80% non-sexual way, Fluttershy creepily kidnaps ponies and cares for them like they were a true foal.

p.p.s. Also in honor of MilesPrower06's Young At Heart, an excellent story. Haters gonna hate, but ABDL is forever. Represent!