Loving Mother

Chapters

Chapter 1; Fleur Dis Lee
Chapter 2; Fleur’s Practices
Chapter 3; Fancy Pants
Chapter 4; Fleur's Final Exam
Chapter 5; Fantia-screen and the Allies
Chapter 6; Bit of Hoof

Chapter 1; Fleur Dis Lee

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The consulting room on the third floor of the Canterlot Health Clinic was warm and cozy, the doctor was thumbing through a malia file, Fleur frowned a bit, noticing the words FLEUR DIS LEE written at the top of the first page. The two of them were quiet for a long time it became awkward. Fleur was drinking her overprice coffee while she waited for her doctor to speak.

“My test results?” Fleur addressed a mango colored mare in a medical coat.

“Yes, your blood pressure in acceptable range, your metabolism is fine, immune system is working well, you're physically fit.” The doctor replied, placing a report on her desk. “But Miss. Fleur.”

“Oh, it’s actually ‘Mrs’ .” She corrected the Doctor.

“Well, Mrs. Dis Lee.” The Doctor corrected.

“To be honest, I've always wanted to raise a foal of my own,” She said interrupting the doctor again. “It was quite the unreachable goal in the past, considering my profession, but a few months ago my husband and I decided to work towards it. You know...” She sighed. “And so far no luck. I was wondering if you could prescribe some kind of pill or a potion for that?”

“There’s no easy way of saying this, so I’ll just do it. There is no known medication which could help you with your ‘no luck’ issue. Do you understand what I am trying to say?”

Something inside Fleur cringed, rendering her speechless. When she realized what the other mare was implying, at first she didn’t understand. Then, she didn’t want to understand, as if denying the news could somehow change the reality. She felt as if one of those blazing, sky-splitting lightning bolts had struck at her heart.

“I-I can’t have foals?” Fleur whispered. “Why?”

“Your reproductive system is dysfunctional,” The doctor clarified flipped through the pages of the report. She pointed at various pieces of data, which Fleur didn’t even try to understand. “It came out through this recent examination. It is a genetic trait, so it’s not your fault. But, I’m afraid it also cannot be cured with current medicine. I’m sorry.”

Fleur remained silent for another long while, listening to the rhythmic splatter on the windows. Unable to foal? That was a shock to say the least. To resign from such an opportunity in order to pursue career was one thing, but having it so abruptly denied felt Fleur chuckled. She had it all planned out already, her dreams reaching beyond dresses, catwalks, and photo shoots. She even made a list of potential hobbies and activities to try out on her retirement. Most importantly, though, she wanted to grow old as a happily married mare with her husband and a bunch of cheerful foals by her side. While the part about being a wife was already checked, the one about being a mother was the actual reason for visiting the clinic.

“I...” Fleur hesitated. She cleared her throat and raised her head and took a deep breath. “I understand, Thank you, doctor.” Dizziness was all she found the moment she stood up. She could barely keep herself on all fours. The other mare stood up as well and walked Fleur to the door, partly as a courtesy, partly to make sure her patient wouldn’t collapse in her office.

Fleur found herself back in a clean and well-maintained corridor of the CHC. It was a private clinic which offered counseling and medical treatments to affluent citizens, but it would seem that even the best conditions, the best equipment and the best experts that money could buy were powerless in her case.

Looking around, she saw numerous ponies, both clients and various specialists, walking by as each of them headed somewhere with an apparent purpose. Fleur did not know what to do next, where to go, or how to act. Her carefully laid plans for the future we're not going to matter. She just stood trying to make a dignified expression on her face. She tried to maintain herself despite being on the verge of collapse.

It was that reason she found herself in a tiny and dilapidated curio shop. It’s old and dusty shelves were cluttered with oddities. The dim light from the few dirty windows told Fleur that this shop had not seen a patreon in years. Still the place had a strange allure to it, one that Fleur could not walk away from.

“May I help you?” Asked a pony in oriental dress, she assumed he was the store owner.

“No,” She shook her head. “Just looking”

“All right I’m sure you’ll find something that might interest you.”

Fleur doubted but she she still looked around the old store. That is when she notice a bookshelf with beaten old books but one seemed to jump out at her. She walked over to an aged book spine, she pulled it free. It was a worn book bound in some sort of skin she could not tell. There was old Zebronic writing on it most could not read it, but she could.

It was a general form a Zebra shamaness, that in itself was not unusual it read like a diary. Her life the and how she became a shamaness, how she helped her tribe and then decided to go on a journey to help others. On her travels she came upon a group of foal, these foals were survivors of their Tribes slaughter. Feeling the little foals’ pain she took them and throughout their travels they became a family. It was a long time before she made it back to her tribe and by then she was the foal’s mother in spirit and love. So when asked who they were she answered that they were her children. Her tribe did not question it and they lived happily for a long time.

But it came to an end when another tribe, the one that killed the foals previous family and tribe came looking for them. The told them that they were looking of a set of foals from an enemy tribe and that they knew they were with them. If they did not allow their shaman to examine the foals they would be wiped out. In a panic the shamaness made a potion that would make the young into ‘her’ foal so that no test could tell that they were not.

Fleur stopped reading for a moment and thought. This can’t be real, it can’t be true, a potion to make a foal? She examined some of the pages. “The formula it’s here.’ Fleur breathed. that’s when she noticed several failed attempts with different results.

The Shamaness told her adopted children what the potion could do and that they would be her children, but it would sever ties with their old blood. Surprisingly they accepted, because they already see her as their mother. The foals explain that their tribe would want them to be happy and live on even if it was with another tribe and mother, both of which they love greatly. The other tribe’s shaman examine every foal but when it came to her’s nothing was out of the ordinary they believed that they were her foals.

Fleur stopped again, and smiled. “This is it! But I only have part of the equation…” That’s when another book a beaten up brown book caught her eyes, she pulled it out. “Guide To Hypnosis, Beginner to Advanced.” Her smile widen. That’s how I’ll get a foal, correction foals. she thought.

“Did you find something?” The shopkeeper asked.

“Why yes I did,” She deposited a large bag of bits on the counter and she flashed him a sincere smile. “Could you gift wrap them for me?”

Chapter 2; Fleur’s Practices

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When Fleur Dis Lee she couldn’t help but start her new study. “Placing a trance over somepony may require some form of tool to bring their heavily active conscious mind down to more susceptible levels. This is more important to new hypnotists who are still learning. Objects metallic and shiny tied to a string such as a gold coin on a string or a polished watch on a chain catches a subject's attention, making it easier for a trance to set in” She read aloud.

Her plan could not be any simpler find some foals, hypnotize them and use the Zebra drug to change them into her foals. It was fate she knew it, now all she had to do was learn hypnosis and make the formula…

“My dear?” A cultured voice caught her attention.

“Fancy?” She asked.

“Haypenny said that rushed to your study, is something the matter?” The Gentle colt asked but he jerk as his mind quickly reached a conclusion. “The tests, the tests did not end well… Did they?” The last bit was more of a hope then a question.

“Oh, just I can’t have children.” She said flatly.

“You, you can’t? That’s horrible…,” Fancy Pants stammered. “How are you feeling?”

This cause the mare to pause and think about it for a moment. “I was in a sort but,” Fleur show her husband the books. “I found these.”

He briefly scanned the books for a moment. “What do a book on hypnosis and a journal from a zebra shamaness?”

“Oh, It’s simple.” Fleur told him.

“Simple?” Fancy asked.

“Yes simple, I will use hypnosis and the potion to make some poor foals into our foals.” Fleur answered him.

“I see…,” Fancy laughed slightly. “Is this what you truly want?”

“What?” Fleur tilted her head.

Though she was happy that her husband was being supportive she was also more than an a little confused. The silence lasted a long time before any pony said anything. She did not want say anything but she had to. She was happy that her husband was supportive to what she wanted but it was outlandish. Even by Canterlot standards. Her husband just smiled and embraced her in a gentle hug. It was touching and comforting she could get use to this feeling.

“Sir? Madam?” Broke in a stallion with long mustache covered his mouth as his big bushy eyebrows covered his eyes.

“Yes Heypenny?” Fancy Pants

“I suggest that the Madam should at least try to perform hypnosis on some pony befor we go any further.” Heypenny suggested.

“That’s a splendid idea. Who then? Maybe you Heypenny” Fancy Pants chuckled slightly.

“Not at all Sir, you see there is a Filly Scout heading this way.” The aged steward answered.

“That’s a splendid,” Fancy looked over to his wife and offered her a hoof. “Shall we?”

The filly Scout was quickly ushered into the living room, Fancy and Fleur gave her a large smile. The filly smiled back even though they could see she was nervous. The but they tried to put her at ease by letting her take a seat and letting Haypenny serve her something to drink.

“Now little one what can we do for you?” Fleur asked.

“Well,” The filly started. “I am selling cookies for my scout troop in hopes to raise money for charity. It is my hope that you will be willing to by some, or if you just wish to give a donation that that will do as well.”

“Ms. I believe something happened to your watch.” Haypenny handing her something.

“Oh, something not right,” Fleur said. “My, my, I think I see something is wrong.”

“Really?” Fancy said and looked at the object. “Say, why don’t our filly scout.”

Fleur floated a golden watch an chain and dangled it in front of the filly. You see the watch was nothing special. It’s old, but well maintained, see it gleaming in the sun with a golden shine It's glass is completely free of cracks and the gold is cleaned of signs of any damage from the elements.

“It looks very nice miss but what do you nee of me for?” The filly shout asked innocently.

"Could you take a close look at this watch? The light doesn't seem to be reflecting off of it well," Fleur held the watch up in front of the filly’s face. She slowly swayed it from left to right and the earthbounds’ eyes were soon to follow. "Do you notice how the light seems a bit odd? Perhaps it's dented."

"It's a bit hard to see," The filly commented as her eyes followed the shining watch, "I believe I see some damage, but it might be best to take it...To...A...." her words slowed to a crawl as her eyes became blank. Her eyes locked on the watch as she slumped into her seat.

Fleur pulled away the watch and waved a hoof in front of the dazed foal. "You there?" She asked, trying to get the filly's attention. No response.

“ It seemed to have worked!” Fancy cheered.

Fleur nodded in affirmation. "Okay, little one ," Fleur started, floating the watch back up in front of her face. Her eyes quickly locked onto the watch like it was candy to a colt. "Good." Fleur swayed the watch back and forth as she began.

“A silly test, for sure, but it was simple and distinctive enough for us to see if it worked.” Haypenny said to aloud, they all nodded.

"Now than, little, when you hear me say Toffee Bit, You shall itch your nose." Fancy held back a laugh, as Fleur continued. "Understand?" The dazed pony nodded slowly.

“Try something a little more difficult.” Fancy suggested

"Good idea. Now little one, then when I say Candy Mint. You shall pee yourself, but think nothing of it. Understand?" The filly nodded again.

"Now than," Fleur continued to sway the shiny watch in front of the other pony. She behaved herself and followed the watch as it swung. "When I stomp on the ground three times, you will be brought out of your trance, completely unaware of what happened."

Fleur floated the watch back down and tucked it under away again. The filly was frozen, not moving an inch except for the occasional slow blink.

The white unicorn stomped on the ground three times and the effects quickly took hold. The dazed the filly scout quickly snapped back to reality, blinking a couple times as she looked at the noble pony.

"Can I help you with anything, Ms.?" She said dutifully.

“Oh, yes, we would like to have some of those cookies.”

“Really? That’s great what would you have?” The filly asked.

“Do you have any cookies with Toffee Bits in it?

The three ponies watched as the filly scratched her nose. “I think, I just have to check the menu?”

“Yes, I do love the cookies with theToffee Bits.” Fleur said again to make sure that it was her handy work that did what she thought.

The filly scratched her nose again. The three of them knew that it was successful but they were not done yet.

“Oh, how about cookies with Candy Mints in them?” Fleur questioned.

Without any more words the three heard the filly let her pee flow and soaked the chair cushions. They were happy the test had work, and they were more than happy to buy and donate to the little filly scout.When she was sent on her way, smiling about all the money that she had acquired. As well as the chair cushions being taken out to be cleaned. While her husband was smiled Fleur was concerned why her husband was so accepting of what she wanted to do.

“Why, why are you so…” Fleur started.

“Why am I so accepting? Well, mother warned me that mares form Prance can get a little crazy over one thing. You don’t seem to be too obsessed over Money, Status, Looks, your time as a model, or even me. But being a mother, well that is something to be obsessed about. I too wish to be a father. So why don’t you focus on your hypnosis and I’ll worry about everything else” He kissed his wife lovingly on the cheek.

“You’re the best.” Fleur gushed at her husband and dashed to her study.

Chapter 3; Fancy Pants

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In the spaces placial manor Fancy Pants was seeing to business in his study. Fancy Pants’ study, with it wood panel walls and hardwood floor, walls adorn with mementos and keepsakes from his long life. His seat of power, his desk, was set in the middle of a large arch window illuminated that office. The office had been were many decisions were made and at the current time his personal life was being decided. He lifted himself up from her still with a curties smile on his muzzle. Most ponies would describe Fancy Pants simply as a handsome, wealthy, and well-bred stallion. A gentle cold through and through Right now of course he wasn’t being a gentle colt several sharp sabers were floating above four stallions.

“Good Gentlecolts,” He began in an even tone. The sabers leveled to their throats. “ I am here to offer each of you a chance. I am sorry that punctuat my speech with steel, but some of you here are not too trustworthy as of yet.” He eyed a set of twins yellow unicorns with red manes, who in returned swallowed hard.

A pegasus cleared his throat. “Everything will be ready for you sir. My Alchemists are working on the formula and maybe even improve it, or even make something new.”

“Excellent, Barley Brew. I am glad to hear it.” Fancy Pants Cheered.

“We understand Mr. Pants well have the work done in no time flat!” Said a bulky, earth bound pony with a hard hat dressed in orange and yellow clothing he was not afraid of the sabers floating in front of him.

“Thank you Boom Crane, now I hope you will be able to work on two different projects at once and of course having the twins work on one.” Fancy added.

“They’ll behave, or else.” Boom Crane snarled at the both of them. This caused the Twins to cringe again, but this time one spoke. “My brother and I are just wondering..,” The one with the mustache begin. The other one picked up where his brother left off in the conservation. “Why are you doing this? I mean all this? Why not adopt?”

The room went silent. The magic that held the sabers could now be heard quite clearly.

The Brothers look at the other stallions until they noticed the blades creeping closer.

“Simple, Ponies like you who have never left this country don’t know Equestria is magnificent. All the foals in our country are loved and have a family of some sort. When tragedy strikes and foals are left without family and or home Celestia has put into motion a vast network to cure it. While that is great for them and many who choose to become part of it, the problem is the vetting process is imposable and infect Fleur and I are not even aloud to try to become part of the network.”

The Twins looked at eachother and then at the wealth pony. “Why?” They both asked.

“Simple, Fleur is a dual citizen both here in Equestria and Prance. Those with more than one citizenship are disqualified, too many legal issues. As for me, some great , great, great, uncle of mine use to adopt foals and then sell them to become slaves. That’s when my whole family line was disqualified from the process. It doesn't matter to Celestia that it was only one member of the family. She also made sure none of my family could adopt any foals from other neighboring country either One bad apple as it were,” Fancy smiled and looked at the Twins. “Now are you two going to help me or am I going to have to take care of this.”

The Twins gulped and nodded.

“Good, now the four of you get to your projects, while Heypenny and I go abroad and take care of some needed,” Fancy paused and lowered the blade from the ponies. “Well support, or rather cover. Now I’m off meeting adjourned, good luck to you all.”

Barley Brew left then Boom Crane cuffed the nearest twin and motioned them to come along.

Chapter 4; Fleur's Final Exam

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It was a pleasant day on the veranda, Fleur let the gold watch sway back and forth. The light from the sun glinted off it.

"Watch it swing side to side as it becomes increasingly difficult to look away as each swing makes it harder and difficult to look away, but why would you want to look away when you have a strong desire to keep looking?" The filly and colt kept staring their fascination for the watch grew stronger and stronger.

Like any spell that a student would learn under the watchful eyes of a teacher, hypnosis requires the caster to start small. Start with perfecting the tracing process and then begin submitting simple commands to your subject. As you gain more experience, start complicating your commands with gradual milestones. Fleur reminded reminded herself, reciting the book’s text mentally. "As my watch swings, your eyes follow. As your eyes follow, your eyelids begin to tire. As your eyelids begin to tire, your mind begins to shut down. As your mind begins to shut down, you become Mindless. As you become Mindless, you easily become Obedient. As you easily become Obedient, you Obey without question. As you Obey without question, You Will Obey Your Loving Mother." Fleur could see the little ones were struggling to keep their eyes open as her words were sinking in.

Placing a trance over somepony may require some form of tool to bring their heavily active conscious mind down to more susceptible levels. This is more important to new hypnotists who are still learning. Objects metallic and shiny tied to a string such as a gold coin on a string or a polished watch on a chain catches a subject's attention, making it easier for a trance to set in… she recalled. It had been several months since she had began her studies into hypnosis. She had learned many ways to induce a hypnotic trance, music, movement, plant pollen, smells, toys but her favorite was the gold watch, which was using now. "As you continue following the watch, you begin to notice how hard it is to think and how heavy, tired and sleepy you're feeling as your eyes begin to feel heavy as well." Fleur could only smile as all her work was coming together, knowing that this is the point of no return. She watched as foal's eyes fought to keep open. "No matter how much you want and need to close your eyes, you will not until I give the command, but until then, enjoy this sleepy blissful state." There eyes were glazed over following the pocket watch, a slight smiles started to form on their slightly opened mouthes they were vulnerable and spellbound, just perfect.

After her first attempt, Fleur could not risk rising suspension and running her future plans. Fleur had told her servant what she was doing, rather the hypnosis part, they thought it was just some weird hobby she just picked up. She did try adult ponies with little success. But she knew what she needed and when she asked for foals, many were willing to supply their foals. First she used the good foals, to make sure she could perform. Then she use the foals that were slightly problematic to finalize her skills. The bad foals were where she start to experiment with. The worst foals, well, they were her final test. These two were the worst of the worst, but she’d soon fix that.

"That's it,” She prompted. “No need to think, just relax and listen to my soothing voice. With each word you hear, you become more obedient, mindless, and happy for you desire to serve Your Loving Mother in any way possible." The poor foals were so lost in the pocket watch and repetition that nothing mattered." Fleur knew they could do nothing their minds were mush. "Before we go any further, you need to go deeper. When I stomp my hoof on the table, you fall into a deep, blissful, mindless, Hypnotic Trance. On my count of 3, you will fall deeply into a hypnotic trance, feeling more obedient than before." Fleur could see their bodies ache to go under as their eyes fluttered and full of water. "3… 2… 1 Sleep!" The foals dropped like a brick. Now Fleur knew that this was the part in the book they call reprogramming or re-imaging A trance is rather simple. It's a state of the subject that allows optimal suggestion insertion and when the suggestions have the best chance of 'sticking' She remembered from the book

"As you lay there in a deep sleep, completely hypnotized you will obey every word and accept it as the truth no matter what and you will answer back with Yes Ms. Fleur, Understand?"

The foals answered in a monotone voice without hesitation. “Yes Ms. Fleur”

“Now repeat what I say, You love your mother for she is always right.”

“We love our mother for she is always right. Ms. Fleur.”

“Good, You are obedient little foals you always do what your mother tells you.”

“We are obedient foals we always do what our mother tells us. Ms. Fleur. ”

“Very Good, You are good little foals, always and forever.”

“We are good little foals, always and forever. Ms. Fleur.”

“Excellent, now just repeat this phrase and you do not need say my name any more;

Love Your Mother, Obey Your Mother, Love Being Mother’s Good Foals.”

“Love Our Mother, Obey Our Mother, Love Being Mother’s Good Foals” The foals chanted.

“Good, now repeat.”

“Love Our Mother, Obey Our Mother, Love Being Mother’s Good Foals” The foals did it again.

Good, repeat until I say otherwise. As you do, as you continue to chant the mantra it will become more real. The chant, the mantra will become part of you. You will Love your mother without question, you will obey your mother without question, it will become common place for you to be your mother’s good foals.”

The foals started to chant the mantra. With every round of the mantra Fleur could see their minds accepting their new selves. Soon there was no hesitation, no struggled pause, just content smiles at their worlds. Almost there, just a few more times. Fleur said to herself. It was a good while before Fleur decide to stop them.

"That’s enough.” She stated. “When I count from 3 to 1, you shall wake from your trance, brand new foals. The kind of foals that your Loving Mother would love to have. 3, slowly awaking and eyes opening. 2, aware of surroundings and mind becoming like the kind of foal you were meant to be. 1, back in real time and fully energized as new foals." She tapped the table, the foals came awake and smiled at Fleur.

“Measured Lace, could you come in please?” A maid came trotting into the room. Fleur examined the maid she was light blue with a silver mane, her agreeing on her face was apparent. Measured Lace was the mother of these to foal I have just, helped.

“Yes, Madam?” She questioned.

“Your little foals are proper now,” Fleur smiled back at her. “It’s the least I could do for an old friend.”

“Truly, I thank you Madam. When my former husband robbed me of my inheritance and took my foals…” She paused with a sigh. “I can survive without my fortune but then he turned my foals against me. Thank you for all your help, first by giving me this job and now fixing my foals,” Measured Lace, the maid, smiled. “Come my little one’s.”

Mechanical and in unison, both foals said. “Yes mother.” They followed their mother out.

As Measure Lace and her foals left and aged, gray stallion strode in. “Madam, I am glad to inform you that we have returned.”

“That’s great Haypenny, did everything go well with Fancy’s business?”

“Yes,the master has told me to show you what he has made for you,” He motioned the mare to follow him.

The two motioned deeper into the mansion, Fleur knew that work ponies had been in and out of the new section of the mansion she didn’t want to disrupt them but now she was being led right to there to where they were working. The new section of the mansion was a magnificent nursery it had plenty of space for her new foals, large window that provide light, a built in a washing skin, a beautiful bay window doors that led to a new garden and outdoor playground, even a little ‘time out pen’ for punishing the little ones. She could see all the fine craft pony ship that was all around her, it was just so amazing.

“It’s beautiful!” Fleur exclaimed as she slowly trotted out into the nursery.

“Glad you like it Ms. De Less,” Boom Crane came into the room. Fleur knew him as her husband’s favorite contractor. So she knew his work was only the best quality. “We aren’t done just yet but by the time we bring your bundle(s) of joy home not only will it be done but fully furnished too. We just got a little behind because of the other project that we were working on.”

“There’s more?” Fleur questioned.

“Yes my dear,” Fancy came into the nursery. “Yes more, come follow me to my next surprise.” Fancy Pants lead his wife to what use to be an old train house. Inside was a brand new train, it was colored unconsciously, but it also looked like it would have belonged to a wealthy and noble pony.

“My, my, my this is amazing,” Fleur chuckled slightly. She watched ponies working on the train mostly polishing and cleaning. The train looked like it had been used, but only on first look. Fleur could see that is was a new construct and only made to look like it had been used. “You finally got to use that old train house and rails on the property. Good for you Fancy dear.” She gave another chuckle.

“Not exactly me, my dear. Ah, yes, I call it the Garden of Shadows. ” Fancy Pants cracked a slight grin at her and then gave a sideways wink.

“Me?” She asked surprised.

“Yes, you, that is because I will be taking our airship to Germaney to cover where the new foal came from. As well as provide some cover for your actions and if I may say, you have many good things to use in this train.”

“Really?”

“Really,” He confirmed. “All sorts of conveniences and useful things, to help with the foals.”

“Oh, Fancy you're so sweet.” Fleur gushed.

“I have spared no expense, you will have a set of technicians, alchemists, engineers, and Haypenny is coming with you to help.” Fancy smiled and then moved closer to her ear. “As well as keep the technicians in line I don’t trust them. The engineers are from Boom Crane and the alchemists are Barely Brew’s”

“Barely Brew is helping too.” Fleur said surprised.

“Yes Ms., I am glad to help.” The formation Pegasuses descended to join them.

“Are you coming too?” She asked. Fleur knew Barely Brew, he was a great alchemist and provided many remedy for her and her husband.

“No man I’m sorry but I still have work to do on the formula. I managed to get the formula not only work for ponies, both partners that is, but have it mix with milk. Now I’m hoping to mix it with a lactation spell so that you could breast feed the foal and make the formula yourself. Sadly no luck, so far.” The alchemist shook his head sadly.

“That’s too bad, but I’m sure you’ll do it.” Fleur encouraged him.

“Thank you for your confidence in me. But I must tell you how this formula work. The formula works by copying the parents DNA. If I didn’t fix it the foals would be copies of you and Mr. Fancy. Now, that would raise red flags so I went about changing it. Then I found a way to fix it, to alter the formula you have to add a little extra;

A Bit of Hoof, would make the foals take on the physique of the parents.

A Swath of Fur, would make the foals have the same coat as your coats.

A Cutting of Mane, would allow the foals to have the same mane.

A Tear Drop, would give the foal the same eye color.

Finally, A Little Horn Dust, will make the foal of another tribe into a unicorn.

That last one was the biggest change I could not predict. Don’t worry the new unicorn will be able to work magic like any other.”

“There is just so much to remember…” Fleur started.

“Don’t worry madam,” Haypenny interrupted. Then waved to the train and Fleur saw the train being packed. “I am more then willing to aid you and the other alchemist will be there as well. The train is fully ready so I suggest that we get on our way and find a nice place to work. The Master should not know where you are going so as not to endanger the careful planning.” Haypenny helped her on the train.

“Goodbye Mi Amur,” She waved to him as she got on the train. “Our family will be with me when I return.”

“Happy hunting my love.” Fancy shouted to her as the train started to move forward.

Chapter 5; Fantia-screen and the Allies

This is a work of fiction and My Little Pony Friendship is Magic is property of Hasbro.

As the private train moved along Fleur watched the scenery gliding by. Fancy had made this train, The Garden of Shadows, just for her needs and he did not disappoint. She looked down at a map that had been spread out in front of her by Haypenny. She examined each of the stops the train could make, all the possible locations. Looking over each location one caught her eyes it was a small town not too far from Canterlot it read, Ponyville.

“Ponyville? Why does that sound familiar?” Fleur mused.

“Should we go there then?” Haypenny asked.

“Yes , that sounds great.” She said with a cheerful voice.

With in no time the Garden of Shadows pull into ponyville sation, many of the support ponies disembarked and began the matrices. She could only wait for all the work to be finished she took this time to relax, listen to her music and have a light snack. She went over the plans that she would follow. “Let's see, A Bit of Hoof, would make the foals take the physique like that of the parents. I think I’ll give Fancy his colt first. A Swath of Fur, would make the foals have the same coat as your coats. Maybe a future model?” She smiled and laughed a little. “Then A Cutting of Mane, would allow the foals to have the same mane. Hum a difficult to say… maybe a foal from another trib? Oh, A Tear Drop, would give the foal the same eye color. That one will belong to a unicorn. Then lastly, A Little Horn Dust, will make the foal of another tribe into a unicorn. So many choices!”

“Madm, If I may, have a moment of your time.” Haypenny got her attention.

“Yes, Haypenny?” She asked.

“The twin unicorns, our technicians have come up with some interesting device that could help you. Right now they are using it to help fulfill our promises to some allies we made.”

“Allies? What allies?” Fleur asked.

“A group of ponies that agreed to help us if we could provide what we promised them.” Haypenny explained.

“And what is that?” Fleur said trying to sound curious but it came out more indigent.

“In a similar way as you, simply a family.” Haypenny shrugged.

“Family?” Fleur asked aloud.

Haypenny floated over a set of leather flight goggles that have violent glass in it. Fleur fitted the goggles on her head. “These are to protect you from the effects of the brother’s device.” Haypenny explained.

The two of them entered the brothers’ train car. It was full of machines, tools and a set of small coats in the corner. The car smelled of stallon, machine oils and greases. She could see several booths, one was obviously a control room of some sort then there were three had gigantic screens, they were swirling and churning colors and patterns. The twins worked in the control room not noticing their arrival, Haypenny opened the door.

“Here we are madam, now I believe that the twins can explain himself better than I can.” Haypenny said loud enough for the twins to here and now be willing to explain to her what was happening.

“Hello, mada.” Flim started.

“Just testing out our newest.” Flam added.

“THE FANTAISCREEN!” The twins shouted together.

“And what does this Fantaiscreen do?” Fleur asked.

“It is a device that implants subliminal messages directly into a subject mind without repeated hypnosis treatments.”

“That could be useful, how close are you to finishing it?”

“We are testing our latest prototype.”

“That’s right, our test subjects are in the three booths.” Flim said

Flam pointed to the first booth, the one to her left, had a mulberry mare with a light pink mane was sitting next to an orange pegasus filly with messy magenta mane. While the mare wore protective goggles like she did the filly was not, the filly was staring glassy eyed at the churning, swirling screen, her mouth was slightly a opened. Fleur watched as the mare was running her hoof through the filly’s mane and talking soothingly to her.

“That is the local school teacher, convincing an orphan foal to be her daughter.” Flam explained.

Flim then pointed to the second booth, to her right, had a kaki mare with a curly white mane who was cradling in her arms was a pink filly with a neon pink mane and a faraway look in her eyes. The kakie mare was wearing protective goggles, so she wasn’t affected. The magnta mare that was next to her was rocking backing back and forth, the mare was rubbing her sensitive area. The mare’s eyes were just as glassy eyed as the filly but her head swayed, her deep barry mane swished back and forth as she worked.

“The Kaki mare is the mayor and she wants to have a family, so she decided to use the town drunk and her foal. Not sure why?” Flam told her still confused.

“The need of family is strong, I know. May be she see something in the mare we do not.” Fleur told them both.

Flim pointed to the third booth, the one that was right in front of her, it had two mares and a filly just like the second booth. A yellow mare with a ginger orange mane was sitting in the middle, to one side was a gray pegasus mare with a blond mane. While the other side was a little lavender unicorn filly with a blond mane. The yellow mare was stroking the pegasus in a seductive way while she stork the filly in a motherly way. The gray pegasus mouth hung open and drool dribbled down one side of her face. The little filly was leaning closely to the screen like she was trying to have the screen fill her field of vision.

“The last is the town gossip, her roommate and her roommate's filly. She fell in love with them and wants make them her family.” Flam explained.

“Quite amazing, but how is the subliminal message being transmitted?” Fleur asked the twins.

“We’re still working on it that’s why we have them in there too.” Flim said.

“You will fix this before I use it. Right?” Fleur asked.

“Of Course.” The brother said together.

“Good, now listen, I want you to set up a time out corner with some of your screens, but only until you get it all worked out.” Fleur told them.

“Yes, ma’am.” They said in unison.

“Good madam, I am glad that you approve and that you can use their device. Why not go back to your work. I’ll wait here and iron out any details we need. They all promised their aid and the Mayor even said that she was going to get in touch with an expert in Zebra potions.” Haypenny told her.

“That’s just great, this is such great news. I’ll go back to my car and continued my plans, as well as the nursery.” She told her Stewart with a smile.

Chapter 6; Bit of Hoof

This is a work of fiction and My Little Pony Friendship is Magic is property of Hasbro.

A new day had come, it was a beautiful day and Fleur felt quite well. After what she had seen, more families brought together. Just like her they wanted a family, it made her happy to bring them together. From my private car I noticed a set of ponies come to the train. They could not see her for who she was, but she could see the ponies coming. It was the Khaki mare and the little unicorn filly from yesterday. The little one was happily trotting beside a mare the held a wide smile of her face.

“Now what’s this about” Fleur asked herself aloud

“The mayor is coming to give the paperwork we need to stay here. If you would like to meet her, then you may wish to put on a disguise.”

Not too long after Fleur was dressed in a disguise and was next to her steward. The mayor was standing in front us. She was giving us a mile and was holding a manila envelope under one hoof, by her side was the pink unicorn filly she had been holding.

“Good morning what can we do for you this morning.” Haypenny asked out of protocol.

“Well hello, I am“Polly” Mayor Mare I am here to give you the paperwork for your stay here.” Mayor Mare passed Haypenny the papers.

Fleur smiled down at the filly that was with her. “And who are you?” She asked in a cheery voice.

“It’s OK my dear I’m right here.” The Mayor told her.

“I’m Berry Pinch,” The little filly said shyly

“That’s a sweet name little one.” Fleur cooed at her.

“Mommy was tired from playing with Mommy Poly, so Mommy Poly took me to work with her today.” Berry Pinch told her.

“Oh, that’s so cute.” Fleur cooed again and ended it with a chuckle.

“Yes, Berry Pinch is so smart. She is going to be a very important mare someday,” The Mayor said to her. “Both her and her mother were left in a terrible state because of Berry’s former husband, Pinch’s father left them. But Now I’ll take care of them both.” The Mayor stroked Pinch’s hair.

“Thank you ma’am I hope you both have a good day.” Haypenny

“Good day to you too.” The Mayor nodded.

“Bye.” Berry Pinch waved good bye to them.

Watching them leave Fleur smiled at the new family that she help make. She turned to Haypenny and smiled. “Haypenny I think I’ll find a little one today.”

“What about the Twins’ device?” Haypenny asked.

“I am still good with hypnosis without the twins’ device.” Fleur answered him.

“ Then I’ll prepare everything you need.” Haypenny told her.

“Good, I’ll be waiting.” Fleur totted away from him with a smile.

Not long Fleur found herself trotting through the town, it was a pleasant place and she liked what she saw. Haypenny had given her magic cloths that would add an aura of counseling magic. He had packed a saddle bag with all her surplise she would need, diapers, a carrier, the means to induce a trance like state and the formula with the Bit Of Hoof. The milk laced with the formula for the figure. She would use it to make a foal match form of her or Fancy. Fleur looked around at all foals, There were so many, so many more foals than she could ever dream, so many that could become her family. She traveled far out to the edge of the town where the shades of trees were cast. Sitting in the shade was a brown earth pony, an orange mane and a funny little beanie on his head. He was playing with a wooden train, pushing back an forth.

“He looks like a good start, he’s even a blanky too.” Fleur mused.

Fleur looked around to make sure no one was able to see hear do her work. There was nopony around, she smiled and lowered her horn charged her spell and then released it. Fleur watched as the toy train burst into flames and burn. She didn’t like to do it but this was all part of her plan it would work. She carefully trotted over to the colt, not trying to scare him. “Oh, I’m sorry that your toy… uh, burned up?” That did not sound right. She had expected the colt to burst into tears and then she would console him by entrancing him but the colt had an unfazed reaction.

“Well stuff like that happens all the time,” The colt shrugged. He then looked up at her with a wide grin. “I’m Buttons by the way.” He introduced himself to her. He was so cute and outstanding.

“Again?” She asked. Fleur was now surprised that something like that had happened before to the little colt.

“Yeah, it happens from time to time. I lost track of it.” He confessed to her.

Fleur pushed her disbelief aside and continued with her plan.“I may have something you would like to play with, I have it with me. Want to see?” Fleur asked

“Sure.” He said enthused.

Her plan was back on, Fleur reached into her pack and pulled out something then presented it to him. It was fragile-looking, and comprised of gold and various jewels. “It doesn't look like much. But it’s a design of my own making it’s a small thing that has an illusion spell built into it.” She laid it gently on the ground, and leaned forward, hovering her horn above the crystal. Gentle motes of light sprung forth from the various crystals, in all sorts of colors like the gems they sprouted from. The ruby in the middle pulsed softly as it drew the motes into the center in a light spiral. Almost at once Button’s expression relaxed, his eyes slowly rotating as he found a color he liked and followed it. Fleur noticed his interest, and asked gently, “Did you see something you like?”

Button nodded. “Well yeah, the green. It’s like my beanie, I like that…”

“I’m glad. Although it seems to be moving rather slowly. Do you want me to make it go faster?” she offered, her horn glowing slightly as the pattern picked up speed.

Fleur smiled. “I’m glad. Although it seems to be moving rather slowly. Do you want me to make it go faster?” she offered, her horn glowing slightly as the pattern picked up speed.

Button’s frowned as his eyes moved faster. “No... it’s too fast. Making me dizzy. Make it slower,” Button asked, his voice had become quieter than before, as if it was hard to put effort into talking. The unicorn obliged, her horn glowed pulsing the device gently, the pattern slowed its pace and Button’s expression relaxed contentedly.

Normally, she would provide guidance with gentle prompts and suggestions, asking leading questions and giving soft encouragement. Instead, she decided to remain quiet, waiting until Button’s led himself into a more comfortable state of mind.

It was when she noticed the little colt’s eyelids start to flutter that she re-engaged herself. “Little One?” she asked in a quiet tone, so as not to startle the other mare and shake her out of her almost-trance.

“Hmm?” the little colt asked, not looking up. He was not putting no effort into talking now, letting himself relax fully. It was apparent that he was too far gone, something that Fleur found both interesting and exciting. not to mention it would make the initial stages of hypnosis much easier.

“I’m going to stand next to you. I don’t want you to be surprised, ok?” she explained, as Buttons only nodded. “In fact, I’m going to walk slowly, steadily towards you. I want you to focus on the sound of my hooves, ok? Just relax, and don’t move. Just think about the sound my hooves make while I walk, ok?”

“O... ok,” Buttons murmured. ‘He’ll give up verbalizing entirely unless I ask him too, soon enough, Fleur thought, slightly amused. She gently stepped forward carefully and evenly,. Keeping her tempo even, she watch the little colt as she made her way to him. She watched his ears twitch with each step, his eyelids fluttered slightly. She was soon right next to the little colt. Which is just what she wanted.

“Buttons,” she said simply, waiting for acknowledgment. The little colt nodded. “Good. I want you to keep breathing like that, ok?” she asked politely. Another nod. “Good. It’s easy, isn’t it? Just sitting there, staring at the light.” He nodded again. “Would you mind if I wrap you in a Lovely, nice puffy diaper? Would that be lovely, wouldn’t you enjoy it?”

Buttons nodded once more, a small smile crossed his otherwise blank expression. Fleur Reached into her saddlebags and produced a big puffy diaper. “Thank... you...,” Buttons breathed.

Fleur smiled, she lifted the colt with her magic and placed him in the diaper. She smiled and addressed the colt again. “Button?”

“Hmmmm”

“Do you like the feel of that lovely big puffy diaper?” He gave a small nod.

“Yes” He breathed his answer.

“Thank you,” She said softly she then sat down and used the tips of her hooves to massage his stomach lightly. Buttons was no longer looking at the lights but staring blankly ahead. “Good, good, Little One all safe and sound in your lovely big puffy diaper. Doesn’t it feel good?” He quivered in anticipation.

“Good… Feel safe..” Buttons replied. Still massaging his stomach Fleur smiled and let small wave of magic around the diaper, a light tingle came from his diaper, this cause Buttons to moan a little.

“You feel good wearing diapers, You feel good being safe, you feel good being my little one,” She cooed softly in his ear as she continued with her message and magic. As she continued her two pronged assault, she kept repeating the mantra in his ear. “You feel good wearing your diapers, You feel good being safe, you feeling good being my little one.”

Fleur’s words continued to bounce around Buttons mind, as he felt her hooves on his stomach and the tingling from the magic around the diaper. It took up all other thoughts in Buttons mind where “You feel good wearing your diapers, You feel good being safe, you feeling good being my little one.” It was not long before the words became the only thing that danced in his mind. Fleur did not let up, she continued her actions slowly and calculatingly, bring him closer to where he needs to be for her. She watched the diaper bulge she knew what this meant, soon he would be his.

“Little One, do you like your diapers?” She asked softly

“Yes… mommy.” Buttons said drawing the two words out.

“Little One, do you like being safe?”

“Yes… mommy.”

“Little One, do you like being my Little One?”

“Yes… mommy.”

“Good Little One, so you love your mommy don’t you?”

“Yes...mommy.”

“Good Little One, to prove it to your mommy, to prove that what I said is true you must do one thing. To prove it to your mommy you must mess your lovely big puffy diaper. Can you do that?” She made her magic a little stronger but continued to massage his stomach.

Slowly the diaper bulge as the front started to change yellow, Buttons let out a slight moan and his eyes rolled back in their sockets. Fleur smiled at this reaction, it was just what she was hoping for. He was putty in her hooves to mold however she wanted. “Good, good, Little One. Now you must be hungry.” She cooed, as she gave him a bottle of the milk formula. As Buttons began drinking from the bottle, Fleur changed his diaper. She turned off the light device with her magic as she set up the carrier. She watched as her new foal finish his milk, she took the empty bottle away.

“Did you enjoy your supper?” She Lifted him up and burped him. She smile at him and then looked him in the eyes, she used a little magic in her eyes to cast a simple sleep spell. “Go to sleep my Little One, we’re heading home now.” She simply smiled at him.

“Ok… mommy” He replied sleepily and drifted into slumber.

The magic of her cloths would hide her new little colt until they were safely back on the train and in the nursery. Fleur was excited about her new little foal and could not wait to take care of him as well as find more for her family.