Author's Note

I wanted to explain where this comes from. It is the end of three and a half to four years of basically a part time job. It is the culmination of at least 100 complete rewrites. It was basically done about half a year ago. This was only the first chapter. The number of characters was a part of this alongside with being a bit too obsessed with this honestly. The last half year was working with a proofreader and fixing most of everything. Here it is, chapter one. Hope all my effort into this was worth it and that you enjoy this. (Character pictures http://sta.sh/2zpuyj2ymrf)

Odd daycare beginings

Hi. My name is Lizzie. I am going to tell you about the time my mom switched which day care I went to after school. I should probably
start by saying that my dad worked on the front lines trying to facilitate peace between the ponies and the diamond dogs. Not long before
school started up, a royal guard came to our house while dad was away. A few moment later there was yelling and crying. I guess when
someone as important as my dad dies; they send a royal guard to tell the family. I freaked out more than mom did, and refused to believe
it. She spent quite a bit of time talking to me about how dad was going to a better place, and hoping that would be enough to stop me from
asking any more about it.

Everything changed for me. No matter how hard I tried, I just couldn’t do well in school after my dad died. I went from near top of the
class to near the bottom. My teacher started to send notes home saying how I was talking in class or not paying attention. It seemed that
kids were ragging on me more often and I yelled back at them. It wasn’t long before mom and I were yelling at each other a lot. After some
amount of grief counseling for herself, she took me to a psychologist. She seemed like a nice lady, but how was this going to make me feel
any better? After only about 30 minutes, she left the room to talk to my mom about how dad’s death had affected me especially my stress
level. She recommended that mom changed me to another daycare center, saying it was completely stress free and relaxing. They were
reputed to be able to make everypony get along. Mom took the card and said we would try it.

The next afternoon, after she made a reservation, she took me to this new daycare center, “Open Wings.” There were trees and bushes
that made it hard to see the building itself. As we went in, there was a small waiting room of sorts with a few office doors. Then, there was a
huge door that just said Fillies.

A red haired pony walked out that spoke in such a calming voice that caused me to completely relax.

She was older then mom, but not as old as my Nan. Glasses were on her face that really suited her. She smiled as she saw us. “Hello
there.” she said in such a way that all of my worries seemed to melt away. “Do you have an appointment?” she asked

“Yes, I called your office yesterday after being given your card by Dr. Rose.”

“OH! What a wonderful doctor she is.” she replied with enthusiasm. “I’m governess Grace Ell, but you both can just call me Grace. I am
the director of this facility. Come into my office and I can explain our facility. Mom had coffee, while I had some very nice juice.

So far you may think so what, why is this place that odd? This is when it got interesting. This place was like no other in town, possibly
Equestria. When they said stress free, they meant it. All Fillies here could relax and play whatever that is to the certain filly without any of
society’s pressures. It was designed to be a break from all stress and responsibility, and they meant ALL. Here, no matter their ages, all fillies
were in diapers. There was no restroom we could use. We were just diapered and released to do whatever without the worry of needing the
bathroom. Whenever we would arrive after school, we went in through the changing room where we would be diapered. Then, we went into
the big playroom. It had a small obstacle course for us pegasi to use if we so desired. The room otherwise was stocked with art supplies,
book, and even T.V.’s, but those only had stress free little kid shows on them. No one ever used a toilet except for the adults; a nanny
changed them instead. Drinks were provided in bottles and a fussy or stressed child would be rocked and soothes instead of scolded. They
even issued each Filly a pacifier that was to be worn around the neck at all times. When they were to sit and listen, all had to keep the paci
in their mouths to keep them from talking unless it was their turn.

Upon hearing all this, I protested. I am not coming here ever!!!!!! I am not a baby!!!!! No one is going to diaper me!!!!”

Can you believe my mother told me to be quiet?

“Noooo!!!! You can’t do this to me.”

“Be quiet now!!!” ordered mom “I can’t get her to…”

“She is just stressed,” the governess replied. “She just needs somewhere to relax and unwind. We can do that here.

“Please mom, don’t make me…”

“This is probably what you need dear.” her mom said as she signed the paper. “I will bring you here tomorrow to make sure you know
the way, but after that you have to get here on your own.

“Noooooo!!! noooooo!!! Please Mommy noooooo!!!!!” I cried as tears were flowing. I was humiliated already. “I am not a baby.”

The governess intervened “Lizzie, sweetie…………. We know you aren’t a baby. No one ever said you were. You have been through a lot
with losing your father. It is time to let go of all stress and worries. It is what your father would have wanted. Let us take care of you. You can
relax here and not worry about the bathroom. The diapers will take care of that. You will be in nanny hazel’s group. I will inform her of you
situation and she will be thrilled to have another in her group. You should make some friends while here.

Lizzie could only scream protest. I realized that I was acting like a preschooler, but considering my situation, I was desperate to change
mom’s mind. Sadly, her mind was made up.

I cried all the way home. I was mad that she did this, but she was done with my stress. I had no clue what that was at the time.

That night mom tried to comfort me by saying this was for my own good. I wasn’t convinced. I was still crying. She started reading the
rules to me. “One: I will keep my diaper on at all times while inside the center. Two: I will have a pacifier around my neck at all times. Three:
When we are to sit and listen, I will keep my pacifier in my mouth at all times. Four: nanny shall know immediately when my diaper needs
changing. Five: I will smile and be happy and make others feel the same.” she said “See those are easy and not hard to follow” she said
trying to make me calmer.

“No, I hate this!”

“Anyone can smile and make others happy. Is that so hard?”

I was at an all-time low now. I never wanted to spend two hours with diapers on. I stormed out of the room “I hate you!!!!!!!!” I cried out
before I slammed the door to my room and fell on the couch crying.

I was in tears again as mom led me to “Open Wings.” I was led in crying and resisting. The governess was waiting with a warm smile.
She said “Hello there” ignoring my tantrum. “Nanny Hazel is looking forward to meeting you.”

I was crying so much that I couldn’t answer. Mother held me tight to prevent my escape. Soon the huge door opened and out stepped a
slender mare with hazel colored fur and glasses. She looked like she was in her teenage years. Even though I was crying, I could see that she
was very athletic.

“HIIIIIIIIIIII!!!!!!!!!!!!” she said somewhat overenthusiastically. “Are you Lizzie!!!!!!!!?”

I was still crying, so mom answered for me. “Yes, this is Lizzie and I am sorry about….”

“Don’t worry about a thing. We are here to deal with this sort of thing.” Hazel bent down and hugged Lizzie. “Oh my, you are so
CUUUUUUTE,” she said with still too much enthusiasm

“Please come with me and I will get a smile on that face.

“Let me go.” I whined while bawling

Mommy told them she would be back around five as she left.

“C’mon, hon,”Hazel said as I was forced through the door. “We are going to do things all kids your age want. Have fun, relax, make
friends stuff like that.”

My only response was to cry and look away. “Shhhh.” She said, “Don’t cry, sweetie everything is all right.” she spoke really softly I stood
there bawling as the other Fillies were filing in. This caused everyone to stare at me, which made me cry worse. She led me to a changing
room, picked me up and lied me down.

“I don’t want a diaper!!!” I cried

“SSShhhhhh.” she whispered to me “Everything is all right. Nothing is going to happen to you.” Next thing I knew my legs were lifted up
and a diaper was slipped under me. The tapes were quickly closed and I was lowered to the floor. “There we go,” she said. “Dry those eyes.”

She took me by the hoof, but I did not stop crying. All I could do was hope I was somewhere else. Nevertheless, I waddled through the
door of the room and entered a hallway. The floor was wooden and not too cold thankfully. I could see all of the others I had noticed
waddling around and giggling and chatting as if being in a diaper was normal.

I still didn’t stop crying. Soon, we entered room 2 and entered. On the floor was very soft pink carpet. A few of the fillies in Hazel’s group
were there. They were doing kicks of some sort. There was an opening in the far wall that lead to a central room where one could fly
around. A few were doing just that. There were also tables and mats for artwork.

It was not fancy, but the pink carpeting and walls gave it a peaceful look. To me, it was my own personal cage in hell. I was crying as I
felt the diaper hugging me. “Lizzie, why don’t you go and meet the other Fillies and play instead of crying,” Hazel said.

I refused, and rolled up into the fetal position. “Please let me out of this diaper.”

“Awwwww.” she said you have nothing to fear. We will take care of you.”

I closed my eyes and shut out the world. I just lay there and to make matters worse, I had to pee. I tried to go after school but mom said
there wasn’t time. In my mind, she didn’t let me go to force me to use the diaper. I figured I could just hold it until I got home, but I did it
before.

I just continued to lie on a floor in a ball, hoping to hold my pee for two hours. I would refuse if asked to move.

“Lizzie I wish you would join us” Hazel said “But I guess you can stay there till ready; I will not force you. Once you calm down we would
love you to join us.”

As I lay, my puffy eyes closed I heard hoofsteps approaching. “Is that the new Filly?” asked a Filly around my age.

“That is her indeed,” replied Hazel.

“Isn’t she going to play” the Filly asked

“Only when she is ready, as she is being very uptight right now.” said Hazel. “Okay.” the filly said, as I heard her hoofsteps moving away.
I didn’t look up, but remained on the floor trying to imagine I was somewhere else.

The pain in my bladder would not cease. Every minute it got worse and worse. I was hurting and needed a bathroom.

I dared to look up. “I gotta go to the bathroom,” I cried. “I don’t need a stupid diaper. Take me to the bathroom now.” I knew my bladder
couldn’t hold out much longer and couldn’t be more humiliated. I was crying my eyes out. “Pleeze just let me use the bathroom.” I said
beating my hooves against the ground.

Nanny Hazel just put an arm around me to try to comfort me. Hun that is why you are diapered, so the stress of needing to go isn’t
there, now just let it out and you will feel much better.” She said as calmly as possible

I was completely demoralized and sobbing as if a preschooler. I couldn’t talk right as the crying caused me to slur my words a bit. “I don
wanna I don wanna!!!!” I slurred my bladder couldn’t hold anymore as I felt the liquid travelling my urethra towards its eventual target the
diaper I was wearing. I was crying my eyes out as liquid began to soak my diaper. The only relief was that the pain was gone from my
bladder. That didn’t stop me crying for the embarrassment and humiliation of being wet.

It felt like I had gallons in me as I just kept peeing. I just wanted to die. During the whole time, Nanny Hazel was rubbing my back in a
comforting fashion. “There we go, feeling better?” Even if I wasn’t bawling, I wouldn’t have answered. Anyways, she scooped me up from the
floor and began the process of carrying me to a changing table in the next room. She laid me down gently onto the table.

What was worse is that a Filly followed behind and stared with interest. Through my blurry eyes from crying, I could make out the name
Evelyn is poor hoofwritten letters. She was my age, but stood there peacefully in a diaper and with a pacifier in her mouth. I couldn’t figure
out what was wrong with her. I could even hear the sucking of her pacifier. “Why is she crying?” she asked without taking the paci out.

“Oh we’re feeling stressed,” Nanny Hazel said in a very soothing voice as she reached for the diaper tape. With another hoof, I was lifted
up. “She is unhappy because she is wet.” With that, my freshly soaked diaper was peeled from my body. The warm wet feeling was gone and
replaced by the cool air of the room. Suddenly I felt the cold touch of a baby wipe. As it moved around, Nanny Hazel was gentle. I can at
least thank her for that. I began to tingle when I felt the cold wipe glide around, caressing my nether lips. “See, we’re getting clean.”
Suddenly it moved over a spot that felt good. I felt my clit start to wink. The baby wipe ran over it and caused it to wink faster. “Oh my!!!”
Nanny Hazel gasped as she caressed my winking clit. “No wonder you are distressed!!! Looks like little miss muff wants to play instead of
hiding.

By now, my sobs were dying down. “Ooooooh!!!!!” I moaned while I was twitching about on the table with my legs in the air. I was still
sniffling from crying, but the soothing rub had taken control.

“Doesn’t that feel good” Hazel said. She paused for a moment to toss the wipe. Then she grabbed a tissue and wiped my eyes. “Come
on now honey, dry those eyes.” And thus, she patted my legs. “Say, I know what would bring a smile to your face.” She reached into a
drawer. “I bet little miss muff would love to play with Mrs. Buzz!” She produced a small device that I had only heard about in passing, but I
didn’t appreciate it until she put it to my winking clit.

Initially it caused a warm soothing feeling, but soon I was squirming about. I didn’t know my body could feel so good. I cried out
“AAAAAAAHHHH!!!!” with my eyes shut “OH GOD!!!”

“Yes, we needed this didn’t we!” Hazel said as she brought me off. Barely any time later, I felt a warm tingle building up.

I felt her lips kiss around my hooves and legs with a soft touch. “Oooooh! Oooooh! Oh god! Oh god!!! Oooooooooooh!!!!!! I cried out

Only seconds later I forced my clit against Mrs. Buzz as a warm feeling took over my body. There was also a feeling like a balloon about
to pop. “I’m going to pee again.” I cried as it felt like that. Suddenly, something within me did burst. I felt so dizzy as if falling, and my legs
jerked about. Fluid was leaking as if I was peeing, but I knew it wasn’t pee even then, it was something else. My head was thrown side to side
as my hooves beat upon the table. The orgasm was hard and powerful travelling up my body. In spite of it being my first orgasm, it was a
big one. I didn’t such a thing existed.

I continued with a few more squirts until I could take no more. Hazel still held my legs up even when the buzzing stopped. “Very good,
that was a big one. I bet we feel better!” she said

I was quite embarrassed, but that was a nice distraction from my situation. Hazel began wiping up the puddle I made and then rubbed
foal oil all over my plot and down between my tender nether lips. I was too weak to cry or protest. I just lied there as my plot and Fillyhood
were powdered. She then produced a fresh diaper and covered my nether region. “There we go, all clean!

In spite of everything, I was crying again, weakly. I wasn’t sure why, I just did. I lied there and cried as Hazel tried to comfort me. “Don’t
cry hun.”

G…. go away,” I mumbled as loud as I could. I don’t wanna be here.”

Yet even with all the protest, Hazel carried me back into the main room. “You are going to be one of the high maintenance fillies, but I
like that. They are so much fun.”

Hazel didn’t let me go; instead, she walked over to a rocker and sat down. She reached for a shelf and produced a Foal bottle. She stuck
the nipple into my mouth. I had realized by this time I was beaten, and just began to suckle the bottle. “There that’s it, drink your juice.”
Hazel said as she rocked me.

As I sat on her lap, a bell was rung. All the fillies gathered around knowing it was class time. They all sat down. “Pacifiers Fillies!” They
took their pacifier’s and put them into their mouths. “As you know there is a new Filly in our group. Her name is Lizzie. She hasn’t been
happy, but seems to be doing better now. Please behave and make her feel welcome here. They stared at me with glassy eyes as they
sucked in pacifiers. They weren’t concerned in the slightest that they were fucking diapers and with paci’s in mouth as old as they were. “I
need some help. I need someone to volunteer to be Lizzie’s friend for the next couple of days to show her around and help her meet
everyone.

Everyone’s hooves rose. I was such a dweeb sucking a bottle my eyes red.

“Oh my, let me see now. Hmmmmmm, any of you would do well. Let me see, Evelyn, how about you. You seemed most concerned
about her.

All hooves lowered as Evelyn approached never removing her paci. As Evelyn took me by the hoof, she told me to put my paci in. I had
no real choice here, and thus put the paci in my mouth and sat down. Finally, I could appreciate how soft the pink carpet was. It was
soothing.

Class continued, and it was science. Hazel rolled out a table. It was a small tank of water and a boat and a rock. If the boat is put in the
water, it floats, but if the rock is put in, it sinks. Anyone know why?

I didn’t pay any attention. It is hard when sitting with a diaper on and a paci in your mouth. I was amazed considering everything else
that the lessons were age level.

It was hard to listen with how warm Evelyn felt. I was still distraught, but Evelyn’s warmth was so comforting. I barely knew new her, but
she felt like the only friend I had, like my best friend. I dared to stare at her. Her fur was a tan color with a brick red mane with a pink
maneband and highlights. I could still see that she had the remnants of her foal fat. I could see what seemed to be the remnants of a fall.
She was so cute.

I realized I was becoming damp again, not with pee, but whatever had come with my earlier orgasm. This is what some of the older girls
I heard said should happen when looking at Colts, but for me it happens with Fillies

I was wishing I were anywhere else but here. I needed comfort and reached a hoof to Evelyn’s leg. Evelyn did nothing, so I leaned
against her, seeking shelter in her warmth. She sat still before leaning into me. Once again, I was leaking. My tummy still hurt, but my body
was at it again. There were many things I still didn’t understand, I guess.

A few minutes later Evelyn shifted about and seemed uncomfortable. She was sucking very hard on her paci.

I snapped out of my daydream as another filly raised her hoof. Yes Emma?” she said

“Hazel? I uh… am wet!!!” Emma said before putting her paci back in.

“Anyone else?” Hazel said Two more shot up one of them Evelyn’s. “Okay Evelyn, Lizzie and Madison let’s get you cleaned up and dry
again. The rest of you it is art time. Remember to be quiet.

I was surprised that Evelyn was wet. I had no idea when it happened. Did she pee as I was snuggling her? Maybe that is why she looked
uncomfortable. When she stood up, I clinged onto her as I did not want her to leave me. The three girls just lay down and waited their turns.
I will get you done first Evelyn so you can take Lizzie back and do art.

Cory lay placidly on the changing table as her diaper tape was pulled. “Evelyn, you should have told me sooner you had messed your
diaper.” She exclaimed with slight worry. I saw she had done number two. I never smelled it.” I watched as Hazel started to wipe her clean.

“Sorry nanny, but I wanted to listen about floating and sinking.”

“What do we call that?”

”Bouy……”

“Buoyancy” Madison said

“That’s right.” Hazel replied, “You know it is ok to raise your hoof any time you need a change Evelyn.

“Yes nanny” Evelyn said while still I watched as Hazel cleaned her plot then moved up towards Evelyn’s fillyhood. They were red and
puffy and I could see the wrinkled insides. Evelyn’s breathing was louder and heavier with just a few wipes over her fillyhood.

“Getting excited aren’t we?” she said as she gently caresses Evelyn’s fillyhood.

“Oooooooh! Yes Nanny Hazel, she confessed”

“Don’t worry,” Hazel replied “Mrs. Buzz is on the way. And thus, she produced the device that was used on me. She squirted some
cream onto her hoof and gently rubbed it into Evelyn’s marehood. With her other hoof, she began to coat her plothole in the cream.

Suddenly, Evelyn’s moans grew loud and her clit started winking.

As she coated Evelyn’s plothole with cream, she slowly slid her hoof inside wiggling it around. She was moaning even more as she was
sodomized as the vibrator touched her clit. Soon after her feet were kicking rapidly, her mouth opens wide. She let out one more shriek
before her voice quit. Only her panting remained as her body jerked. I knew she had a body shattering orgasm. Her head rocked from side
to side as her feet kicked and juice ran from her pussy. “There we go, or should I say here we come.

Evelyn finally made noise again, but only a moan.

“OH MY!!!!!!! That was sure a big one!!!! Something really excited you didn’t it.”

Evelyn looked at me in the eyes. “Lizzie touched my leg. It felt nice.”

“I see” hazel said.

Hazel wiped the cum off Evelyn

“Being in diapers is so embarrassing.”

“Evelyn would do no such thing; she is too sweet a Filly and also a full timer.

“What is a full timer?”

“Those are girls who are diapered all the time, not just when here. Poor Evelyn was in a flying accident accident two years ago. The
doctors saved her, but she lost all control in her bladder and bowels.

Once I realized what that meant having to wear diapers for the rest of her life, I felt bad. Here she was being so nice, and I must have
made her feel bad with my fits. “I…I’m sorry for earlier I feel like a brat for earlier.”

Evelyn sat up in her fresh diaper and just said “Thanks.”

Figuring the other two were safe, I followed Evelyn to the art table. She was one of the nicest and sweetest Fillies I had ever met, and
had very cheery eyes, even if a bit quiet. Her condition seemed to not bother her at all. I guess she made the best of it.

“Are you happy?”

“Of course. I LOVE it here!!!! This is the only place where I CAN be normal without the worry of being teased.

“Do you know when you go; can you feel it?

“Yes, but I can’t stop it.

“I will ask my… if you can come over to hang out. We can do normal things even in my backyard and no one would know.

“You would have to tell your mom about my issue you know. About me needing to be changed if I do number two.”

“I think she would understand.”

“I hate her; she forced me to come here.”

“It isn’t too bad being a full timer, and there are others here.”

“Others were hurt like you?”

“Not really, they are full timers by choice.”

Why would they…”

I heard a voice from across the room because it is FUN!!!” I jolted up to see somepony that was our age but looked like she was a few
grades less than us.

“Uh…. you must be Allie” I said seeing her tag “You are a full timer then?”

“Maybe, maybe not. If you pway wif us instead of cwying, maybe we tell you our secrets.

The girl next to her had whitish fur with stripes and straight dark hair with eyes that signified shyness. She was so small she could have
been in kindergarten. She made me tingle like crazy

I read her nametag and it had two names, her native one Zerath, and her adopted one since it was easier to say Peach.

“Peach never Tawks. She is new and Vewwy shy.”

“You can talk to us peach, we won’t bite.” I said

Peach did look me straight in the eye, with those shy eyes of hers, while she nervously suckling her paci. Watching her suckle was
somehow soothing. Again, my privates were tingling.

I saw Allie get a relaxed look on her face.

“You okay?”

“I am now, after peeing” She looked at her partner “Peach aren’t you wet?” She didn’t answer and just sucked on her paci. Allie put her
brush down and started to check to see if Peach was wet. “Peach, you are wet, you should have said something.”

Both Allie and Peach rose to report their diapers and be changed. I couldn’t figure out what made them want to suckle a paci, but out of
all of them, Evelyn looked the cutest. Once again, I felt a tingling down there as my clit started to wink.

“I wish you could come over so we could play Evelyn,” I said. “If you don’t mind my paci.”

“Huh?”

“I got used to it here, so sometimes when I am doing homework or watching TV I suck on one.

I first thought Evelyn was weird, but just dismissed it.

“There are two other full timers in the group, but you have to guess.”

“Can’t you just tell me?”

“That would be no fun. Try to guess.”

Poor peach was crying slightly as if embarrassed and was sucking hard on her paci.

“She still won’t talk,” Allie said. “She will soon. She likes this.” Suddenly Allie took Peach’s paci out and kissed her on the cheek. Allie
them moved to Peach’s legs.

Gee Peach you are cute.” I said even though Evelyn was beautiful too.

“Sort of.” Peach replied

Eventually mom came to pick me up. I got to see some of the other mom’s as well. Evelyn’s mom seemed sweet, and Peach’s mom just
looked like an older Peach.

Sadly, for me policy dictated I had to wear this diaper until it was wet. I could feel the pressure in my bladder rising again, and as we
walked home, I just let my bladder go.

“I did it now mom, can you change me?”

Once we got home, mom made me lay on my bed. Relax and let mom take care of you.”

I was blushing and trembling especially when the baby wipe caressed my nethers. I knew my little bud would start to wink soon.

“I see you’re winking,” mom said. “it is natural, but will get you into trouble with boys.”

“I do not have a boyfriend, and am not around boys.”

I had nightmares that night of being diapered, but also a nice tingling feeling of holding Evelyn tight while diapered.

I woke up sometime after midnight, and realized my bed was wet. I did not want to wake mom, but felt I had to.

“Mom, I had an accident,” I whined as I cried. “I did not mean to.”

“I know you didn’t hun,” she said. “You are too stressed.” She removed the wet sheets and placed old towels on the mattress. She made
my bed again as I stood there. “Lie down honey.” I lied there still as she wiped my nether regions down and to make it worse pulled out a
diaper.

“Nooo!!! MOM!!!! Please don’t.

“No one will know, and you won’t have to worry,” she said as she put the diaper under me and fastened the tapes.

“Please, I am not a baby.” I protested

“Shhhhhh,” coaxed mom as she pulled the covers over me “Get some rest.”

I do not know how long I laid there crying before I fell asleep. I woke up a bit before mom usually came in and found I had one of my
hooves in my diaper. As I felt that warm feeling begin to start, I kept rubbing until I had an orgasm. Something oozed out of my marehood.
That goo wasn’t pee.

Not long after, mom came to wake me up. “Did we stay dry?”

“I…I think so.” I whispered

However, she yanked off the covers and reached in to check my diaper. “Hmmm a little wet,” mom said. “Can you make it through
school without wetting?”

‘Yesm” I sighed

“Good, then you don’t have to be diapered till daycare.”

“One more night piddle, and you will wear diapers full time.”

“Yes……. mom” I was trembling at potentionally having to wear full time. All I could do was wonder who was a full timer. I had a long
day ahead.