A Little Prodigy

Prodigy was awoken to Neon changing her diaper. Despite last night, this still made her blush.

“Aw, look who is awake,” Neon said “didn’t mean to wake you, you just really needed a change before you leaked all over your bed,” she added holding up the soaked diaper with her magic. “You are a really heavy wetter you know that?” Hearing this Prodigy blushed even more than she already was. Neon just chuckled at this. “So what do you want to do for your weekend of foalhood?” Neon asked the freshly diapered Prodigy. Prodigy, who was sucking on her pacifier responded with

“I’m not sure, I usually only play foal for about an hour or so,” Prodigy replies. “I’m not use to having a ‘mommy’ either, I guess we can do what you want seeing as you are my mommy for the weekend,” hearing Prodigy say this made Neon blush for the first time since this situation had started. Neon thought about this for a second. Her original plans to visit her parents had fallen through due to the train being delayed so she hadn’t really had any thought on what to do next. Then it struck her.

“I think that I have an Idea,” Neon says

“What is it?”

“You may not like it, but I believe it will enhance your foal experience,” Neon states. Before Prodigy could say anything Neon started, “If we are going to do this for the weekend then we need to set down some rules, Rule number one, No using the bathroom and that means pooping, you are wearing diapers for a reason. Rule Number two, you must talk like a foal, unless necessary. Rule number three, only I can change you, no changing yourself. Do you understand and accept these rules?” Neon asks. Prodigy responds in a foalish accent

“Yes mommy,”

“Good, now mommies got to run to the store, to pick some things up for this weekend, are you going to be ok by yourself for a little bit?” Neon asks her. Prodigy nods in response. “That’s a good girl,” She says patting her mane. “Now, I’ll be back,” Neon says walking out the door.

Prodigy lays on her bed not entirely sure how to feel about her current situation. On the one hand she is finally able to live out her dream of being treated as a foal. The only downside she could really think of is if Neon were to tell somepony about her situation. Prodigy had tried not to worry about Neon telling somepony her secret, but no matter what, the thought of her telling somepony was always there despite Neon constantly promising not to tell anypony. Prodigy decided that it was best just to put the thought out of her mind and go with the flow and maybe the fear that Neon will tell somepony will go away.

Meanwhile in the store Neon was stocking up on things for Prodigy’s foal weekend. “Hmm, what flavor would she like?” Neon asks herself looking at the baby food. “I know she enjoys bananas so I can get her some mushed bananas.” She says putting some in her cart “What else…” she trails off.

“Shopping for a foal?” A lady asks Neon who is still not sure what to get

“Yea, she’s a picky one to,” Neon responds

“I know how that goes,” the lady responds “Go for the pumpkin pie flavor, I don’t know if yours will like it, but mine sure did when she was little.”

“How old is she now, if you don’t mind me asking,” Neon asks while putting the pumpkin pie flavor in the cart

“She’s in collage now, my little Prodigy’s all grown up now” she responds. Upon hearing her say Prodigy’s name Neon realized who she was talking to. Not wanting to arouse suspicion Neon asked

“So what was Prodigy like when she was little?”

“How did you know her name was Prodigy?” The woman asked

“Just the way you said ‘my little Prodigy’ it made me think her name was Prodigy so I take it I was right then?” Neon said hoping to avoid any more questions.

“You are right, most ponies don’t catch it when I say that, but back to your question. She was a pretty quiet foal, never really did all that much, we were able to put her in front of the TV most of the time, and she just sat there and watched it without a word. Maybe that’s why she is so into these video games now days, anyways I need to get back to shopping it was nice talking to you Ms.…?”

“Neon. You can call me Neon” She said not really thinking about it.

“Hmm, my daughter has a roommate named Neon” Prodigy’s mom said “You wouldn’t happen to be her would you?” Neon thought for a moment before answering, if she told her yes she would have to make up an excuse for why she was buying foal things, but if she told her no she would have to come up with an even bigger lie. Neon decided it was best to tell the truth, well some of it anyway.

“Hehe yea, that’s me,” Neon says shrugging

“So, you have a foal in college?” She asked

“What? Oh yea, Uh, not really, but yes. You see I am foalsitting for a few extra bits,” Neon states not entirely lying.

“Oh that explains a lot, well tell Prodigy mommy said she loves her, bye Neon,” She says as she walks away.

“Bye,” Neon says waving. “That was a close one, glad she didn’t ask anything else, anyway back to work,” Neon picked up a couple of foal toys for Prodigy to play with. “That should be enough stuff,” she said checking her cart “Toys, wipes, powder, food, and lotion only thing I need are diapers, but I need to ask prodigy were it is that she gets them first.”

Back at the dorm Prodigy was a mess. She had used her diaper more than once and the onesie was squishing it against her. At the begging it wasn’t so bad, but now it was uncomfortable and starting to itch “Where is Neon?” Prodigy asked herself “I could really use a change…Maybe she wouldn’t mind if I were to change myself just this once,” Prodigy goes to where she keeps her extra diapers and finds a note

Dear Prodigy,
I thought you might try and change yourself while I was gone, so I locked up your diapers somewhere you won’t find them.

With Love,

Neon

“Oh come on, you’ve got to be kidding me right now!” She says a loud “Come on Neon hurry up and get home I need a change really badly,” A couple minutes later Prodigy had given up on trying to do anything because, apparently while she was asleep, Neon had foal proofed the entire room, restricting her access of everything. She couldn’t take it anymore, she got her pacifier, sat down on the floor, and started crying like the little foal that she was.

Neon got home a few minutes later and Prodigy was still crying on the floor suckling on her pacifier. “Aw, did the little foal make a stinky in her dipee?” Neon asked clearly embarrassing Prodigy, whose crying had died down a little bit. Neon noticed the note on the floor “Was my little foal going to try and change her own diaper? That is against the rules little one,” She says “Good thing mommy Neon is smart and hid the diapers from her. I think that it’s time to get that messy diaper off of you before you get a really bad diaper rash,” Neon says getting the diapers from where she hid them. “You want to hear about my little trip to the store? It was a doozy,” Neon said undoing Prodigy’s diaper. “Whew, what a stinky foal,” She said tapping up the diaper and throwing it away. “Mommy had a run in with somepony that you know at the store,” Curious Prodigy asked

“Who?”

“Oh nopony special, just your real mommy we had a little chat about you when you were a foal…Well a real foal anyway,” Hearing this Prodigy almost started to cry again “Don’t worry I gave a good excuse for why I was buying foal supplies. I told her I was babysitting, so your secret is still safe,” Neon whispers to her while finishing up the changing. “I did however learn a few things about you that helped me buy some things...” Prodigy tilts her head curiously “…So I heard you like this, oh what’s it called, oh yea that’s right Pumpkin Pie flavored foal food,” Prodigy’s ears perk up at hearing this. It had been so long since she had had her favorite kind of foal food.

“Thank you mommy!” Prodigy squeals and puts her hooves around Neon’s neck.

“Anything for my little foal. Now let’s get you ready to eat,” Neon says getting out a bib for her. “Now mom is going to need to know a couple things for this weekend, baby.” She said opening the jar of foal food.

“Like what, mama?” Prodigy asks

“Like where it is that you get your diapers and other things, Just in case we run out of anything.” Neon replies

“Oh, I order the stuff from a secret shop in the Carousel Boutique over in ponyville, just go in and ask for something…relevant, or you can order anonymously, which is what I try to do unless something comes up in which I can’t,”

“I’ll need to remember that, but for right now I think we are good,” Neon says. “Now let’s get you some food you must be starving,” She says scooping up some food. “Open wide here comes the plane,” She said making whooshing sounds and moving the spoon around in a circle Prodigy obliged, happily taking the food in her mouth.

Not surprisingly by the end of the meal Prodigy had made a big mess all over the table and herself. “Oopsie looks like mommy forgot to get her baby some bibs, but that’s ok her little filly needed a bath anyway,” as Neon picks her up with her magic she says “Alright let’s go get baby all cleaned up,”

“There, all clean,” Neon says drying prodigy off. “Doesn’t that feel better?” Prodigy nods yawning “Looks like somebody is sleepy, I think its bed time,”

“But, I not tired,” Prodigy said with another yawn

“Could have fooled, me let’s get you ready for bed,” She said bringing over Prodigy’s sleeper.

“No, I don’t wanna,” Prodigy cries out

“Did I say you had a choice little girl?” Neon says trying to put the sleeper on the fighting foal. “If you behave mommy will bring you a surprise in the morning,” This made Prodigy stop.

“What kinda surprise?”

“If I told you then it wouldn’t be a surprise now would it?” Neon replies. Thankfully Prodigy calmed down and allowed Neon to put the sleeper on her. Neon laid prodigy down on her bed and said “Mommy will be right back,” She went to the kitchen and filled up a bottle with warm milk and brought it back. “Goodnight don’t let the bed bugs bite,” Neon said kissing her forehead.

Neon slowly exited Prodigy’s room and sat on the couch. “Today was a good day, Prodigy is a handful to take care of, but it’s fun taking care of her,” Neon stopped for a second “Maybe we can turn this into a constant thing, I’ll need to talk it over with her, of course, but It seems like a good idea and would be fun for both of us…and maybe one day we can trade positions…just to see what it’s like.”