How an Orphan Became a Flutter

I couldn't see. My eyes were wide open, but I couldn't see anything. I wasn't blind, but I couldn't see. It was the middle of January, snow and ice was falling down worse than rain in a thunderstorm, and it was 4:00 in the morning. I was outside, sitting in a wet, soggy box in Downtown Ponyville, trying hard to get just a little bit of warmth. Of course, I didn't want to be out in the eleven-degree weather in a box without a sweater. I wanted to be inside my warm house, sipping hot cocoa with my family, wearing a very thick and cozy sweater and cuddled in my mother's hooves, sitting on the sofa next to the fireplace. But the thing is, I couldn't, because I didn't have any of those. I didn't even have a name.

My mother was an alcoholic and a binge drinker, a very bad one too. It seemed like every time you saw her, she'd have a bottle or can in her hooves, just pouring the alcohol down her throat. But, she wasn't one because she wanted to be. Her husband, my should-be dad, married her only for her money, and divorced her when he found a very wealthy mare. To fight her depression, she turned to the bottle. When she was pregnant with me, that didn't stop her from drinking. Thanks to her obsessive drinking, I was born with life-incontinence. Anyway, she tried to fight her addiction, but couldn't, and succumbed to it. When I was born, my mother figured she wasn't worthy enough to be a parent. She figured she would get angry at me for no reason, and would have a hard time taking care of me. Plus, she didn't think I would love her if I knew it was her that ruined my excretory system and forced me to use diapers, so, just when I got out of the hospital, she placed me in an orphanage.

Now, I wouldn't way living in the orphanage was terrible, but it wasn't too enjoyable. I was forced to wake up every morning at 6:00 to do chores, and wasn't allowed to take a nap until bedtime. The food wasn't too delicious, and I only ate it if I was desperate. Plus, just because I was incontinent, they forced me to sleep in the foal room, along with thirty-seven, constantly crying foals, and I never had a good night sleep. Plus, nopony, not even the foal supervisor, would change me anytime I had an accident. Not because they didn't want to, but because I was too embarrassed to tell them, and I just did it myself. Each time, it was incorrect, and I would end up leaking a puddle or dropping a solid right on the floor. If that happened, I was forced to clean it, with my bare hooves, and for the rest of the day, my hooves would smell like excrement,

Plus, the other orphans treated me bad. The older orphans always pushed me around, and the younger orphans stole anything I was playing with from me. Nopony wanted to talk to me, and I didn't even have one friend. But the worst of the bullying was the teasing and name-calling. I was called "chickens**t", "crybaby", "loser", "idiot", and the worst of them all, "rat". Why was I called "rat"? Nopony wants a rat in their home, and sadly, they were right. A rat is a filthy rodent, that urinates and defecates right when it has to, just like I did, and still continue to do to this day. Nopony wanted to adopt me, just because I was incontinent and dirty.

But the worst of it all was that none of the staff wanted to teach me anything. Seriously, I didn't know anything that would normally be taught in school. I didn't know math, I didn't know science, I didn't know anything about Equestrian History, I didn't know anything at all. I couldn't even talk with using proper grammar, and I had to recycle words that I heard at the orphanage, and even used them wrong. Once in a while, I was able to sneak into a class, and get just a little bit of knowledge in my brain. But all of that together wasn't enough. Just one year of sneaking into classes only brought enough knowledge of a kindergartener. Even I spoke like a kindergartener. At least I could count to ten and read very small words.

Unfortunately, I lost my home as well when I was ten. Mother Superior allowed us to play out in the snow for an hour, and for the first time in years, I was having fun. But, I had went outside the gate, and before I could get back in, it was locked, and everyone else went back inside. Either no one noticed I was missing, or didn't care that I was missing. I was afraid I was going to get beaten is I was found outside the gates, so I ran away, and lived on the dirt-paths for one month.

There I sat in that soggy, wet cardboard box, hugging myself hard to try and generate just a little bit of heat. I just watched the millions and millions of snowflakes fall from the sky and onto the ground to join the multiple hooves of snow already there. I had escaped a month previously, and I was so desperate that I had forgotten to grab food or water, but I was still alive, hoping I would stay alive.

I scooped up some of the snow into my hooves and rolled it up into a ball. Instead of throwing it however, I ate it as it melted in my hooves. The snow was my food and water, and it was keeping me alive, only for a while. I knew it was disgusting to eat snow from the ground, but I had no choice. As long as it wasn't yellow, I assumed it was safe. I knew the snow wasn't going to keep me alive for long, but I was hoping it would long enough for me to get a home.

After eating the snowball, I felt my eyes become heavy. Even though I was sleepy, I didn't want to go to sleep. Every day I was out in that weather, I was afraid that I was go to sleep and never wake up again, or my eyelids would freeze together. If I could've had just one wish, it would have been for a home. A home where I was loved, fed, and changed. I even wished Winter Wrap-Up would happen two months early to give me the heat I wanted.

Soon, I became too tired and gave up. I laid down in the soggy box, cringing my muzzle as I felt my diaper squish under me for the seventh time. My diaper was so full that it was overflowing, and I didn't have a spare diaper. The smell was terrible, and it was leaking all in the box. I also had a very big and infected diaper rash. My bottom felt like it was on fire, and without any rash cream, all I could do was let it get worse. I wanted to take the soiled diaper off, but I felt it would be better to keep it covered other than letting the cold air infect it further.

I prayed just a few more times and finally fell asleep, hoping I would wake up still with my life.

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I woke up the next morning and gave a loud, but fatigued yawn. I expected to feel the endless wave of cold air again, but instead, I felt the complete opposite. I felt heat, the heat I had been begging for. I tried to open my eyes, but something was keeping them closed. I became scared, thinking my eyelids had frozen together, but when I touched them, I felt something fuzzy. I peeled off the fuzzy thing and saw that it was just a sleepy-time blinder. After throwing the blinder on the floor, I looked around, seeing that I definitely wasn't outside anymore.

I was in a bedroom. A large bedroom, laying in a very warm and comfortable bed, a soft, butter-yellow blanket draped across me. The walls were covered in yellow wallpaper, pink butterfly patterns on it. Several framed pictures of animals were hung up, and heat was blowing out of an air-vent right above me. I sat up, hearing a loud crinkle. I looked underneath the blanket, gasping lightly at what I saw. My diaper was clean. Completely clean and taped up tightly and securely around my waist. It smelled like foal powder and not pony urine and manure. I poked the front of my diaper, loving the dry, warm, snug feeling I felt, as it had been a feeling I had never felt before.

But, the clean diaper didn't matter at that point. What mattered was where I was and how I had got there. What mattered was how I went from laying outside in a box to in a bedroom laying in a nice warm bed. What mattered was how my diaper went from being smelly and overflowing to clean and pleasant smelling.

That's when somepony walked into the bedroom, interrupting my train of thought. I jumped a little, but it was just a mare. A butter-yellow mare, with a light-pink mane and tail, three pink butterflies for a cutie mark, which explained the wallpaper. She didn't seem like a threat.. She looked innocent and kind, but some looks can be deceiving.

"Oh...", the mare said, her voice sounding very timid, "I'm sorry if I woke you. I just wanted to check on you". That confused me a little, but I refused to respond. I didn't know how to speak like a ten-year-old, and I didn't want to sound like an idiot. I hoped she would just lose interest and leave, but that only made her concerned.

"Are you alright, little colt?", she asked. I slowly shook my head. "Is something wrong?" I nodded slowly. "Would you care to tell me?" I shook my head again.

"Well, I can't help you if you don't tell me", the mare said. I was starting to get annoyed at the mare, so I finally sucked it up and talked.

"Cuz... cuz...", I said, my voice low, "Can't... tawk... good..."

"I couldn't hear you", the mare said, "Would you please repeat yourself?"

"Can't tawk good", I said a little louder.

"You can't talk good?", the mare asked, "What do you mean?"

"I not know... how tawk...", I said, "I idiot..."

"Oh my...", the mare said, "Well, I'm sure you're not an idiot. You just don't have much knowledge".

"I not know nothing", I said.

"Uh... what do you mean?", the mare said again. I began to get very annoyed and let out everything that was hurting me.

"You want know why I not know nothing?!", I screamed at the mare. I knew I was scaring her, but I didn't care. "Cuz I nopony! Me mommy no like me, and I got no daddy! My mommy taked me to a bad home and I get picked on! Grown-ups no wanna give me food or change me and hurt me! Grown-ups make me sleep with babies cuz me can't go in potty! I get out of bad home and be in snow! I no loved and me not liked! I... I... I no wanna be born!"

That was it. I had confessed all of my problems to this mare I had never seen before. I began to cry right into my hooves, snot leaking from my nostrils. My secrets were all out, and remembering them made me sad. But then, I felt myself being lifted and set back down, followed by a soft feeling on my wet face. The mare had pulled me into a cuddle in her lap, lightly bouncing me on her hind leg.

"Shh...", she said, "It's alright, little colt". She grabbed a tissue from her nightstand and held it over my runny nose. "Blow, please". I exhaled through my nose, blowing away the excess mucus from my nostrils. After my nostrils were clear, she folded the tissue and wiped my nose and the tears from my face and threw the tissue in the trashcan next to the bed. "Now, let me try and understand what you said. You said you have no father, and your mother didn't love you?"

"*sniffle* Mm-hmm", I said.

"Alright, and you say that she put you in a bad home?", the mare asked.

"Mm-hmm", I said, "Orf... orph..." I couldn't pronounce "orphanage".

"Orphanage?", the mare asked. I nodded. "Alright. And you say that you were neglected and treated poorly? And you were forced to sleep with the foals because you can't go in a potty?" I nodded again.

"Me inco... incont...", I tried to say.

"Incontinent?", the mare asked. I nodded again. "And that's why I found you out in the cold weather in a box?"

"F... find me...?", I asked, "What mean...?" The mare smiled.

"I found you out in the frigid weather in a soggy and filthy box", she said, "You were laying in your own waste, and I didn't want you to freeze to death. So, I brought you here, changed your diaper, cleaned you up, and tucked you into my bed. I also put a little bit of rash cream on your diaper rash so it would heal faster".

"B-but... why you do that?", I asked, "Why me?" The mare smiled again.

"Because I love and care about everypony in Equestria", she said, "Equestria was founded by two caring Princesses who spent several thousand years creating it so us ponies, griffons, and critters could have a home. To repay them for this, I believe we must be kind to one another, to tell Princess Celestia and Princess Luna we thank them for their kindness toward us. I care about all fillies, colts, mares, stallions, and critters in Equestria". Tears came to my eyes again. That mare's words were so beautiful to my ears. They were words of kindness, and not words of hate.

"B... but...", I said, "W... why...?"

"Why what?", the mare asked.

"W-why care 'bout me?", I asked, "Nopony like me. Nopony want me cuz I inconint". The mare cuddled me tighter, lightly stroking my mane.

"Oh, little one", she said, "I don't mind if you're incontinent. It's simply a medical condition that you can't help. I would never tease a little filly or colt because of a medical condition". I began to cry again and buried my face in her coat. She was saying all of the stuff I wanted to hear, and it sounded so beautiful.

"Shh shh shh", the mare said, patting my back, "It's alright. You're safe now, so there's no need to cry". I sniffled again and for the first time in nearly four years, I smiled, getting a smile back. "You have a beautiful smile". I blushed a little bit as Fluttershy grabbed another tissue and I blew my nose again. "My name is Fluttershy, little one. What's yours?" I frowned again.

"I... I not have name", I said, "I never get one".

"I see...", Fluttershy said, "Well, we'll find out what to name you later. For now, I'll call you sweetheart, alright?"

"Yes, Mr. Fluttershy", I said. Fluttershy giggled very lightly.

"I'm a mare, sweetheart", she said, "You call a mare 'miss', not 'mister'". I nodded. "But, you may just call me Fluttershy". I nodded once more.

Suddenly, a loud growl came from my stomach, and I groaned as I felt pain. I hadn't eaten something real ever since I was a baby. My stomach and pancreas were both very unusually small, my muscles were weak, and my body didn't contain enough fat to function correctly. Every bone in my body could easily be seen, and I'm sure most ponies that saw me thought I was anorexic. My entire digestive system was weak, and I didn't know why I excreted so much if I didn't eat much. Anyway, Fluttershy smiled and rested her hoof on my stomach.

"Are you hungry, sweetheart?", she asked. I nodded desperately. "Well, I'd be happy to make you some breakfast". I almost jumped out of the bed after hearing that.

"Yes! Yes please!", I pleaded. Fluttershy smiled again.

"Well then, let's fill your tummy, shall we?", she said, "Follow me please". I threw the blanket off of myself, only for a wave of cold air to hit me, being deprived of the warmth the blanket was giving me. I began to shiver violently, concerning Fluttershy. "Is something wrong?"

"C-cold", I said.

"Oh my...", she said, "Well, I wouldn't want you to be cold while you eat. Let me see if I have something to warm you up".

Fluttershy walked into the closet and came back out with a small, yellow pair of flannel hoofie pajamas with a flap in the front for diaper changes, meaning it was for a baby. Of course, I didn't know that. I just allowed Fluttershy to dress me with them. She slid them onto me as I pushed my legs through the leg-holes until they touched the hoofie parts. Then, Fluttershy zipped them up and fastened the buttons to the flap. That's when I felt heat all over. The pajamas covered my entire body, and not a single blow of air touched me. The soft flannel felt so good, and I had even forgotten that I was wearing a diaper.

"There we go", she said, patting my bottom, "Is that better?" I tried to say something, but only a loud sigh came as I loved the warmth, making Fluttershy giggle. "I'll take that as a yes. Now, let's get you some breakfast". Before I could even nod again, Fluttershy lifted me off of the bed and onto her back, carrying me over to the door. Before opening it, she stopped and looked back at me.

"Now sweetheart", she said, "I have some friends that I share my home with, but they will not laugh, I promise".

I nodded as Fluttershy opened the door and closed it back. I very lightly grabbed her mane, keeping myself from falling as Fluttershy carried me down the carpeted stairs and into the living room. Once we got there, I saw something very unexpected. Animals were all over the living room. And I'm not talking about pictures of animals or stuffed animals, I'm talking about real, live animals, of several different species, running around the living room. Bunnies, squirrels, raccoons, skunks, kittens, badgers, possums, ferrets, rats, birds, lemurs, beavers, meerkats, even a few bears were in there. It was like a zoo.

"F-Fluttershy...", I said.

"Yes, sweetheart?", Fluttershy asked.

"Why... aminals here?", I asked, mispronouncing "animals". Fluttershy smiled.

"These are my friends", she said.

"You... friends... aminals?", I said.

"Yes", Fluttershy said, "I'm a cottage owner and Ponyville's veterinarian. I take in lost or injured animals and raise them under my supervision".

"So... pet...?", I asked.

"Well... I guess technically", Fluttershy said. I then blushed a little, looking down to the floor. "Do you like animals, sweetheart?"

"Y... yeah...", I said. When I was at the orphanage, animals interested me so much. Sometimes, a rat or a possum would intrude the foal room, I would play with it. And sometimes during "recess", a few birds or squirrels would come into the yard, and I would play with it also. Anyway, Fluttershy smiled.

"I think you'll fit in here just fine", she mumbled, "Alright, let's go. You can play with the animals after you have your breakfast".

I nodded as Fluttershy walked into the kitchen, still carrying me on her back. The table was very long, but there was only one chair, and a highchair, for a foal. And it was a little confusing to me that she had a table long enough for Thanksgiving, but only one chair, and it was hoofcrafted with wood and vines.

"Um... sweetheart?", Fluttershy said, "I only have one chair, since I'm usually alone. But looking at your... body type... you're a little too short to reach the table from the chair, so would you mind sitting in the highchair?" I shrugged without care. The thought of eating was the only thing on my mind at that point. Fluttershy smiled and lifted me into the highchair, strapping me in comfortably, moving the table part up until it was lightly pressing against my stomach. Then, she tied a yellow bib around my neck, brushing it off with her hoof.

"Just so you won't spill anything on yourself", she said, "Would you like a drink?"

"Uh...", I said, "Like what?" Fluttershy smiled.

"Well, I have milk, tea, apple juice, orange juice, and hot chocolate", Fluttershy said.

"What hot chocolate?", I asked.

"It's sort of like chocolate milk", Fluttershy said, "But a bit sweeter and hotter". I smiled.

"I want that", I said.

Fluttershy smiled and walked over to the stove while I waited patiently for it. After making the hot chocolate, Fluttershy went into the cabinet. I was expecting her to pull out a cup, but she instead pulled out a foal bottle and a cap. She poured some of the hot chocolate into the foal bottle carefully and twisted the cap onto the bottle. After shaking it for a few seconds, she placed it it the highchair's table in front of me.

"Here you go", she said, "I hope you don't mind it in a bottle. I still need to do the dishes".

"It K, Fluttershy", I said, grabbing the bottle. It was warm in my hooves, and without hesitation, I began to suckle from the bottle, drawing the hot chocolate into my mouth. It was warm and very sweet, and it felt like Heaven as it filled my empty stomach and parched throat.

"Mmm...", I mumbled, my lips comfortably wrapped around the amber nipple of the foal bottle.

"Aww... how cute...", Fluttershy mumbled under her breath very low. But I was enjoying the hot chocolate too much to care. Fluttershy flew up to the cabinet above the refrigerator. "Umm... would oatmeal be alright? I wouldn't want you to become sick".

"It K, Fluttershy", I said, finally ungluing my lips from the bottle after drinking half, "I eat what I get". Fluttershy blushed with flattery.

"Well, aren't you a grateful little colt?", she said, "Alright then". Fluttershy grabbed two packs of plain oatmeal and filled a small pot with water. She then opened the packs and poured them into the water, setting the pot on the stove. After covering it with a lid, she walked back over to me.

"It'll be ready in forty-five minutes", Fluttershy said, "It has to be perfect". I nodded. "Well, while you wait for your breakfast, would you like something to do in the meantime?"

"Like what?", I asked.

"Well, do you like to draw?", Fluttershy asked, "I have some crayons you may use". I happily nodded as Fluttershy smiled and walked out of the kitchen, returning with a small stack of paper and a box of ninety-six crayons tucked into her wing. I smiled, staring at the large box of crayons.

"That lot of crayons", I said, pointing at the box. Fluttershy smiled again.

"I know", she said, "They were a birthday present from my friends. I really love color". She set the crayons on the table. "Alright, you have your fun, and I'll sit at the table and watch. Would you like some more hot chocolate?"

I nodded as Fluttershy grabbed the bottle and carried it over to the stove to refill it. But, even though I liked drawing, my mind went blank, and I didn't know what to draw. I just sat there, lightly stroking the end of a crayon on the paper, trying to think about what to draw.

"Is something wrong, sweetheart?", Fluttershy asked, setting the now-full bottle back on the table.

"I not know what to draw", I said, putting down the crayon. At that same time, a white bunny hopped into the kitchen and onto the table.

"Oh, good morning, Angel Bunny", Fluttershy said, "Did you sleep well?" The bunny nodded. "I'll make you breakfast after I'm finished with him". The bunny turned and looked at me.

"Uh... hi...", I said, timidly waving at him.

"Oh, right", Fluttershy said, "Sweetheart, this is Angel. He's my little cottage helper". I looked at him and smiled.

"Fluttershy", I said, "I draw Angel?" Fluttershy smiled.

"That would be nice", she said, "Angel Bunny, could sweetheart have a picture of you?" Angel's face went from straight to worried as he quickly shook his head. "Oh my... no no, not with a camera, Angel. He wants to draw you with his crayons". Angel gave a sigh of relief and nodded at me. "I apologize for that, sweetheart. Angel has bad memories with cameras".

"It K, Fluttershy", I said.

"Alright, Angel", Fluttershy said to her bunny, "Turn toward him and smile so he can draw you". Angel did as I picked up a crayon.

"Uh... I not know how draw good", I said, "Please no get mad if you no like". Angel shrugged and modeled for me. For a solid five minutes, I took my time, carefully drawing the bunny the best I could. After I was finished, I turned the paper toward him.

"Uh... here", I said. He looked over the paper as I hid my face behind my bib. I expected him to wad it up into a ball and throw it at me or rip it to pieces, but when I looked up again, he was smiling big over the picture.

"I think he likes it, sweetheart", Fluttershy said. Angel happily nodded, agreeing with Fluttershy as I smiled, very flattered.

"Thank you, Angel", I said. He then started pointing frantically at the picture. "What?" He kept pointing, trying to tell me something, but I couldn't understand him. Then, he started pointing at the crayons and paper.

"He wants another drawing", Fluttershy said. Angel smiled and pointed at Fluttershy, as if to say "What she said".

"Oh, K", I said, readying another piece of paper. But before I could start, Angel hopped onto the paper, stopping me. "What?" He quickly hopped into the open refrigerator and grabbed a carrot. After that, he hopped back onto the table and laid on his back, placing the carrot into his mouth like a cigar. I giggled a little and drew him like that. After finishing, I gave it to him, getting the same reaction as before.

"He really likes your drawings, sweetheart", Fluttershy said, "It's no mystery why you like it so much". I blushed.

"Thank you", I said, "But... I can't write good... and read..."

"I understand", Fluttershy said, "It is a little harder to read and write and to draw". I looked up at her with a pleading look.

"You teach me...?", I asked. Fluttershy smiled.

"Sure", she said, "I could do that, or I could do a little something better".

"What?", I asked.

"Tomorrow, the school reopens from winter break", Fluttershy said, "How would you like me to enroll you?" Just hearing the word "school" excited me. I didn't know much, but I knew school was a place for learning, and one of the things I wished for was an education. I wanted to catch up and get to the level I was supposed to be on.

"Yes! Yes please!", I pleaded.

"Alright, sweetheart", Fluttershy said, "Tomorrow I'll get you in school, I promise". I smiled proudly, so much excitement in me. That's when Angel held his carrot out to me, confusing me a little.

"What he doing?", I asked.

"He's trying to give you his carrot", Fluttershy said, "Whenever he does that, it means he's giving you his gratitude, meaning his friendship". Angel nodded, agreeing with Fluttershy. I smiled and happily took the carrot.

"Thank you, Angel", I said. He smiled at me and hopped back into the living room, carrying his drawings in his mouth.

"Sweetheart", Fluttershy said, "May I ask you something?" I nodded as Fluttershy blushed a little. "Would you mind drawing a picture of me? Just so I could hang it up?" I opened my eyes a little wider in surprise.

"I draw you, Fluttershy?", I asked, "But... what if... too hard?"

"It's doesn't have to be perfect", Fluttershy said, "Just try your best, like you did Angel". I nodded.

"K, Fluttershy", I said, "Please no get mad if you no like".

"I won't, sweetheart", Fluttershy said, "I promise". She kissed my cheek to prove her promise, making me blush. She then pulled the chair from the table and turned it toward me. She sat down in it, crossed her hind legs, and rested her front hooves in her lap. "Like this, please".

I nodded shakily and carefully drew Fluttershy the best I could. In the position she was sitting in, it was a little hard, but I did my best. After a full ten minutes, I was finished drawing. But, I decided to add a little something extra to make sure she would like it. I drew a long horn at the base of the forehead and colored it in. After that, I gave the drawing to Fluttershy, who gasped lightly.

"I draw you Princess", I said, "Like Princess Celestia and Princess Luna".

"Oh my!", she said, admiring the drawing, "I love it! I love it so much!" Another deep red blush spread across my face. "Thank you, sweetheart". She hugged me. I smiled and hugged her back. That's when a small hissing noise was heard by the both of us, soon increasing in volume. I didn't know where it was coming from, but Fluttershy sure did.

"Fluttershy?", I asked. "What that?"

"Oh my...", she said, "Sweetheart, I think you're making an accident in your diaper".

"Huh?", I asked, really not wanting to believe those words. I shifted a little bit and sure enough, I was. I felt my diaper becoming warm, wet and heavy, and I wasn't able to stop it. A tear came to my eye, but before I could start crying, Fluttershy hugged me again.

"There's no need to be sad, sweetheart", she said, "You're incontinent, and you can't help it. I'm not disgusted, and you have no need to be either". I smiled, once again loving her kind words as the loud hissing noise became quiet, then silent. "Now, let's go get you changed". Fluttershy undid the straps and lifted me out of the highchair. After that, she carried me back upstairs to her bedroom and laid me on the edge of her bed.

"Alright", she said, "I'll try to be as gentle as I can be".

I nodded as Fluttershy changed my diaper. I really didn't care how she did it, as long as it was correct. I was so annoyed every time I leaked, and I didn't want it to happen again. I just kept looking at the ceiling, letting her do what she had to, but I jumped and looked up when I felt something ice-cold touch my bottom. Fluttershy was wiping me clean with a foal wipe that she had just pulled out of the pack.

"Oh, I'm sorry if that's a little cold", she said, "I have to get the tinkle out of your coat before I can put you in a new diaper". I nodded and laid back again, letting her finish. With a few puffs of foal powder and a crinkle, Fluttershy had placed a new diaper on me and snapped the buttons to the flap of my onesie back together, patting my bottom lightly.

"Thank you, Fluttershy", I thankfully said.

"You're welcome, sweetheart", Fluttershy said, again kissing my cheek.

"Um... Fluttershy?", I asked, "Why you have diapers? You no inconint".

"Of course not", she said, "But I sometimes foalsit my friend's little sister, and she needs them while sleeping. I keep a few spare ones over here just in case. I nodded.

"K", I said. That's when another growl came from my stomach. Fluttershy smiled again.

"I think a certain little colt is ready for his breakfast", she said. I happily nodded. Once again, Fluttershy carried me downstairs and into the kitchen, strapping me again in the highchair. After that, she walked over to the pot of boiling oatmeal and tasted a tiny spoonful.

"It's perfect", she said. She then looked over her shoulder at me. "Just sit tight, little one. You'll have your breakfast in a few minutes".

I nodded and waited patiently. I didn't care if I had to wait another full hour for it, as long as I knew I was getting something to eat. Fluttershy poured the hot oatmeal into a small plastic bowl. After that, she added a bit of milk to soften it up and some honey to sweeten it.

"Would you like some bananas and chocolate chips to add to it?", she asked. I nodded as Fluttershy diced a banana into small pieces and poured them into the oatmeal along with two hooffuls of chocolate chips. Stirring it all together, she finally placed the bowl of oatmeal on the table in front of me with a plastic spoon.

"Here you go, sweetheart", she said, "Enjoy". The sweet smell of the oatmeal was so mesmerizing, and I couldn't wait to eat. But, I waited for Fluttershy to get her breakfast first, wanting to eat with her. After she got her food, I smiled and placed a spoonful of the oatmeal into my mouth, only to instantly spit it out as it burned my tongue.

"Ow!", I screamed, fanning my tongue.

"Oh my! Are you alright?", Fluttershy asked.

"Mm-hmm...", I said, using my hot chocolate, which had cooled down, to soothe the burn.

"I forgot to tell you that it was hot", Fluttershy said, "I'm very sorry".

"It K, Fluttershy", I said, "But... I no eat if hot". Fluttershy blushed a little.

"Well... if you like... I could...", she said, finishing with a low voice, "...feed it to you". That confused me a little, because never before had I been spoon-fed, but if it was a way to get the oatmeal into my stomach, then I was going to take it.

"K", I said.

I heard a small squeal of excitement come from Fluttershy as she scooted the chair closer to the highchair. After that, she scooped some of my oatmeal into my spoon and blew on it for a few seconds. After that, she placed it in my mouth. Several flavors of chocolate, banana, honey, and oatmeal exploded on my tongue, and I enjoyed every bit of it as I swallowed.

"Is it alright?", Fluttershy asked me.

"Mm... hmm...", I said, too dazed by the flavor to talk.

Fluttershy chuckled and fed me spoonful after spoonful of the delicious oatmeal, while at the same time feeding herself. After about ten minutes, Fluttershy had fed me and herself the last bite of oatmeal in our bowls. I washed it down with the last few suckles of hot chocolate in my bottle and Fluttershy placed our dishes in the sink.

"Did you enjoy your breakfast?", she asked me.

"Mm-hmm", I said, "Thank you".

"You're welcome, sweetheart", Fluttershy said. She then unstrapped me and lifted me out of the highchair, placing me on the floor. "Alright, I have to clean up now. You may go into the living room and play with the animals if you like".

I smiled and walked into the living room, sitting down on the couch and watching the animals play among themselves. I wanted to play with them, but I was a little scared to bother them. I didn't know if they were aggressive, and I didn't want to found out the hard way. That's when a small, black kitten walked up to me, looking at me with her green eyes. I smiled and decided to speak.

"Hi", I said, waving at her. The kitten meowed, smiling. I held my front legs out to her and she hopped onto the couch, laying herself in my lap. I lightly pet the top of her head, making the kitten purr in delight. At the same time, Fluttershy had walked in and sat down next to me.

"I see you've made a little friend", she said.

"Mm-hmm", I said, "I like kitties". Fluttershy smiled.

"I see", she said, "And she likes you too. It's great to see her finally happy".

"She no happy?", I asked, "Why?"

"Because she was a stray", Fluttershy said, "Meaning nopony wanted to keep her. Some ponies think black cats bring bad luck, but they're just as harmless as any other cat".

"So... no want her?", I asked.

"I'm afraid not, sweetheart", Fluttershy said, "She's just like you". I felt a little sorry for the kitten as I nuzzled her cheek, making her purr louder. She returned the nuzzle, tickling my nose with her whiskers.

"What kitty name?", I asked.

"I haven't had a chance to name her yet", Fluttershy said, "But, since you like her so much, why don't you give her a name?" I thought about it for a minute, and then smiled.

"Lucky", I said, "I name you Lucky". The kitten smiled at me, as if to say "I love it".

"What a beautiful name for a kitty", Fluttershy said, petting her as well. Lucky looked at me and meowed again. "Aww... she said she loves you". I blushed with so much flattery as I gave her another nuzzle. I didn't know Fluttershy could actually translate animal sounds, but it's kinda good that I didn't. Trust me, if I had known that, we would've been sitting on that couch for hours translating every single one of them.

I had played with Lucky for about five minutes when another animal came up to me on her own, smiling at me. I smiled and welcomed her into my hooves. She too was a black animal, but unlike Lucky, she had a white stripe going down the center of her back and tail, and she wasn't a kitten. She was a baby skunk. Though she did look cute, I didn't know what a skunk was, nor did I know its "special talent". So, when I pet its tail as it raised, the foul odor strongly assaulted my nostrils.

"Eww!", I said, pushing the skunk away from me onto the other couch cushion.

"Is something wrong, sweetheart?", Fluttershy asked, having just returned from the bathroom.

"Stinky!", I said, pointing at the skunk. Fluttershy giggled and sat down next to me again, pulling the weasel into her lap.

"Oh, sweetheart", she said, "I know she a bit stinky, but she's supposed to smell bad. She's a skunk".

"Skunk?", I asked, my hooves still pinching my nose.

"Yes", Fluttershy said, "That's how they protect themselves. They spray a foul-smelling liquid to keep predators away. It's a smell a pony can easily get used to if they try". I smiled again.

"I hold her gin?", I asked. Fluttershy smiled.

"Sure", she said, placing the skunk back in my hooves. I smiled and gave her a small nuzzle, ignoring the stench the best I could.

"I sorry", I said, feeling a bit bad for the way I treated her. Small chitters came from her as I held her in my hooves.

"She forgives you", Fluttershy said, "She likes making friends. In fact, she's just like you and Lucky". That wasn't something I wanted to hear.

"No want her too?", I asked.

"I'm afraid not, sweetheart", Fluttershy said, "Nopony wants a skunk, just because of their odor. Like I said, a skunk's stinky odor can easily become tolerable in a few minutes, but nopony but you and I know that. Even her own family didn't want her". I began to feel sorry for the skunk. She was a family reject, just like I was.

"Wh... why?", I asked.

"Because her mother passed after she was born", Fluttershy said, "And the rest of the litter blames her for it, but it was because of old age". That made me feel really bad for her as I nuzzled her deeply, light chitters coming from her as I did. Fluttershy smiled. "Aww... she likes you". I smiled and nuzzled her again.

"I like you too", I said, giving her a kiss on her cheek, "She got name?" Fluttershy smiled.

"Well, I actually have been thinking of a few names, but she doesn't like any of them", Fluttershy asked, "So, why don't you give her one like you did Lucky?" I smiled and looked at her.

"I name you... Cuddles", I said, "Cuz... you soft". She smiled at me and chittered again.

"She loves it", Fluttershy said, petting the top of my head, "Now you have two best friends that love you". Just hearing that word made me smile. I had always wanted a friend, but like I said, nopony wanted to befriend me, just because I was incontinent. But I was happy to have some friends, even if they were a friendly feline and a cuddly weasel.

After playing with my friends for half an hour, I yawned, feeling a little bit sleepy. Since I had fallen asleep at 4:00 in the morning, and woke up at 7:00, I hadn't received enough sleep, and I needed a nap. Fluttershy saw me yawn and flutter my eyes, smiling with a light blush.

"Aww...", she cooed in a singsong way, "Does somepony want a nap?" I looked up at the yellow mare and nodded, holding my hooves up to her, Fluttershy's blush grew a bit redder. "OK then. Let's get you in bed".

Fluttershy picked me up and placed me on her back. After that, she carried me upstairs as I fought the sleepiness for a little bit, not wanting to fall off. Once we went into the bedchamber, a foul odor reached my muzzle, and it didn't belong to Cuddles, as she was still downstairs. But, the odor was familiar to me, and I knew exactly what is was.

"Um... Fluttershy...?", I asked, a small blush on my face.

"Yes, sweetheart?", Fluttershy asked.

"I... I... I...", I tried to say, but it was too embarrassing. Luckily, the smell had reached her muzzle as well, and I didn't have to tell her.

"Oh... did you make another accident?", she asked.

"Mm-hmm...", I shyly said, crossing my hind legs in embarrassment. To add insult to injury, my bladder released itself as well, as the familiar hissing noise sounded out. But, once again, Fluttershy wasn't disgusted, as she looked at me with her sweet smile.

"It's alright, sweetheart", she said, lightly laying me on the edge of her bed again, "When you gotta go, you gotta go. Like I said, it doesn't disgust me one bit. Sooner or later, everypony needs to go". I gave a slight smile. "Now, let's get you out of that stinky diaper".

One change later, Fluttershy dropped my dirty diaper in her wastebasket next to the bed, wiped her hooves with a foal wipe, and sprayed a bit of her perfume to freshen the air a bit. As every second went by, I became more and more sleepy, and I was eager to take a nap.

"Alright, sweetheart", Fluttershy said, "Nap time". I smiled and held my hooves up to her once more. Fluttershy smiled and picked my up, holding me in her forelegs like a foal as she walked over to a cushioned rocking chair, hoofcrafted just like the one in the kitchen. Still holding me in her forelegs, she sat down in the chair and began to slowly rock the chair back and forth, confusing me a little.

"I figured you'd want a pleasant way to fall asleep after all of the mess you've been through", Fluttershy said, "Would you care for a little song to help you sleep?"

I nodded slowly as Fluttershy began singing her special lullaby named "Hush Now, Quiet Now". At first, I just let her sing it, enjoying the gentle swaying back in forth. After a solid minute, the lullaby and rocking began to work, as my eyes became more and more heavy. Once my eyes closed, I felt something rubbery push through my half-open lips and rest in my mouth, reopening my eyes in surprise. Fluttershy had placed the object in my mouth, smiling.

"It's OK, sweetheart", she said, "It's just a pacifier".

"Pashafir?", I tried to say through the pacifier.

"Yes", Fluttershy said, "Or, you can call it a binky". That sounded like a better way to call it to me. "Anyway, this is to help you sleep a little bit more. You suckle on it, just like you did with the bottle".

I shrugged and slowly suckled on the pacifier as Fluttershy continued to sing and rock. She was right, the pacifier did it job well. Along with the rocking and singing, it was just enough to put me to sleep. I closed my eyes with delight as Fluttershy smiled and laid me on my back in the bed, covering me with the blanket, slowly rubbing my stomach with her hoof. I laid there with my eyes closed for a few minutes, suckling my pacifier in delight.

"Oh my", Fluttershy said, "It looks like your friends are here". I looked up and saw Lucky and Cuddles, who had both walked into the room. I smiled and held my hooves out to them as they both hopped onto the bed. Lucky rested herself on my stomach outside of the comforter, while Cuddles rested on my chest after digging her way in the comforter.

"Aww, they want to sleep with you as well", Fluttershy said. I smiled and lightly pulled Cuddles into a light snuggle, closing my eyes again as Lucky fell asleep. Fluttershy kissed my cheek one more time before turning off the light, plugging in a butterfly-shaped nightlight in the corner so I wouldn't wake up scared.

"Enjoy you nap, sweetheart", she said, fluffing my pillow. She then left the room, cracking the door a bit, and in about two minutes, I finally fell into a deep sleep, smiling peacefully.