Instincts of a Mother

Dashie crossed her forelegs and glared at Twilight as she placed her right in front of Luna, hoping that she would see how unenthusiastic she was about playing dress-up. She huffed and flicked her tail around her rear as Twilight hopped up onto the bed, lying down across from them. Dashie tried to squeeze her hind legs together, but the thick diaper prevented her from getting anywhere close. She poked the front of the diaper, trying to gauge its thickness. Woah... this diaper is super thick! Dashie tried to squeeze her hind legs together again, and when she didn’t do any better this time, she stood up and took a couple of steps toward Twilight.

Dashie giggled as she found that she had to waddle just like a foal would. The diaper spread her hind legs so much that it prevented her from any form of regular walking. She nearly tripped over her own hooves a couple of times as she crossed the short distance to Twilight. It was such an effort to walk like that that Dashie decided to try crawling the rest of the way.

She crawled in between Twilight’s forelegs and turned around, then she leaned up against Twilight’s chest. Dashie curled her forelegs up and nuzzled Twilight’s neck, letting off a soft hum of happiness. She felt Twilight wrap her hooves around her padded rear, holding her close. Dashie laid her hind legs on top of Twilight’s hooves, then wiggled her hips as she felt Twilight’s warmth seep into her back.

I love you so much, Twilight... Dashie thought as she started to feel sleepy again. She sighed and closed her eyes. She snuggled up against Twilight’s breast and yawned obnoxiously loud, hoping that by falling asleep she’d be able to get out of trying on those awful-looking foal clothes. Dashie felt the diaper swell and warm between her legs as she relaxed. She cracked open an eye and saw the yellow wetness indicator strip change to a soft blue. I can’t believe that I’m actually fully incontinent... Dashie blushed, her ears flicking back. I didn’t even know I had to go... She grinned sheepishly and glanced up at Twilight.

“So which one shall we put on her first, hm?” Luna asked. She held up the same frilly pink onesie from before along with a blue one, holding them side by side.

Oh please, please, please not the pink one! Dashie thought.

“Hm... I think she’d look really cute in the blue one!” Twilight said with a soft giggle. “Though, to be honest... I’ve always thought that Dashie would look cute in pink.”

Luna giggled, though she tried to hide her smile with a hoof. “Yes, well, hot pink does go well with her coat color. Lift her up, and we’ll get this one on her in no time!”

Dashie groaned and let her legs go limp as she felt Twilight’s magic surround her. She never got used to the tingly feeling of Twilight’s magic and while she didn’t like to be levitated about like a filly’s doll, she trusted Twilight enough to know that she was perfectly safe in her magical grasp.

Twilight slowly lifted Dashie into the air, chuckling to herself as she watched Dashie act so depressed. Luna levitated the blue onesie up under Rainbow’s rear legs, undid the shoulder snaps, and started to lift the garment up. Dashie kicked the onesie with her rear hooves, but that did little to stop her inevitable dressing. She tried kicking some more, but Twilight’s magic wouldn’t let her. Dashie glared at Luna and huffed again, holding her hind legs up as far as she could.

Luna chuckled, then stopped trying to force the onesie on Dashie. “Aww, the wittle foal doesn’t wike the Wonderbolts onesie I got for her?”

Dashie’s ears perked up. “Wondabolts?” Luna held up the onesie for her, letting her see all of the lightning bolts and the Wonderbolts logo. “Hm.... okay den, but onwy because it’s cool!” She relaxed and let her hind legs go limp.

“Oh yes, it is very cool!” Luna exclaimed. She lowered the onesie back to Dashie’s hooves and pulled it up her legs. The buttoned crotch was pulled snugly up against her diaper, then she helped Dashie thread her forelegs through the openings, and finally snapped it shut. “And it makes you look really cute!” she added as she set Dashie back down on the bed.

“What do you say, Dashie?”

Dashie looked up at Luna and smiled sheepishly. “Tanks, Pwincess Woona.” She sat down and looked over at Twilight, a needy whine escaping past her lips. Woah! Where’d that come from?

Twilight got the hint. With a soft chuckle, she levitated her back up against her chest, holding her between her forelegs. “Aww, does Dashie wanna snuggle some more?”

Dashie giggled and blushed. She looked away from Twilight and nodded. “Can’t help it, Mama... you so soft... warm...” I weally love it when you hold me... She rolled onto her side and curled up into a ball, then pressed her back up against the side of Twilight’s leg. Dashie tried to fluff her wings, but found that the onesie didn’t have any openings for them. She bit her cheek as she took a few deep breaths, trying to not get agitated. Foals like me aren’t allowed to fly... Dashie reasoned with herself.

“And I think you’re the most adorable wittle filly ever.” Twilight kissed Dashie’s cheek. “You know why? Because you’re my filly!” Dashie smiled widely and nuzzled her leg. “But we did just get up. I promise we’ll snuggle some more later, okay?”

Dashie groaned. She rolled onto her back and crossed her forelegs, making it clear to her that she didn’t like that.

Twilight scratched her chin as she thought. “Alright, how about this? When we get back from breakfast, I’ll lay on my back and let you lay on my chest. I’ll wrap my wings around you, and then I’ll sing you a lullaby until you fall asleep.”

Dashie thought about it for a moment, then nodded with a smile as she sat up. That actually sounds... weally nice.

“Fantastic.” Twilight nuzzled Dashie again. “Ready to try on the next onesie? I think we should try on the pink one next!”

Dashie groaned and crossed her forelegs again, a sour expression slipping onto her face. She stuck out her bottom lip as she pouted. “Nah, Wondabolts one betta!”

“Oh, stop being such a foal.” Twilight said, making Luna giggle. She heard her stomach grumble. I sure could go for some breakfast soon. Twilight looked up at Luna. “Is it alright if we cut this short? I’m getting pretty hungry and I’d like to go out to an old cafe my family used to visit when I was younger.”

Luna yawned and blinked a few times. “That is fine by me. To be honest, I couldn’t sleep a wink yesterday when Celestia told me you were here with a foal of your own.”

Twilight nodded. “Why don’t you go and get some rest? I’ll bring Dashie up to the castle so we can continue playing dress-up later!”

“That sounds wonderful, Twilight.” Luna stood up and slid off of the bed. She cracked a warm, comforting smile then nuzzled Dashie. “I can’t get over just how adorable she is! I’m sure you two are going to have lots of fun.”

“Oh, I’m sure we will.”

Princess Luna trotted towards the bedroom door but stopped right before she was about to open it. “I almost forgot! I meant to tell you that my sister stayed up all through the night trying to find a solution to your problem. She wanted me to tell you that she is very close to finding a solution, and that you should stop by for dinner.” She glanced at Twilight’s breasts then looked away, her cheeks a soft, rosy pink. “Also... you might want to find yourself a bra. Trotting around town might cause some discomfort with breasts of that, um... size.”

“What, are they that big?” Twilight cocked her head to the side, feeling rather self-conscious about herself. She looked down at her breasts and lifted her right hind leg to get a better look. Okay, maybe I did make them a little bit bigger than normal...

“Well... they are slightly bigger than average, but nevertheless, a bra would do you wonders to help support them.”

“Alright, I’ll... I’ll look around for one and see what I can find.” Twilight lowered her leg. “Thanks for the suggestion.”

“You are quite welcome, Twilight. I shall get some rest now, and I look forward to the four of us having dinner tonight.” With that, Luna nodded at her and walked out of the room.

Twilight heard the front door close moments later. “So... you wanna try on the cute pink one, Dashie? It looks super cute, and it looks like it’ll keep you really warm!”

Dashie glared at her, then relented. She didn’t want to let Twilight down, and even though she would never be caught dead wearing anything pink in public, she knew that it would make Twilight happy if she tried on the other onesie. Besides, the sooner she gave in, the sooner they’d be able to wrap all of this up.

“Alwight...” Dashie let Twilight pull the onesie off of her. A small shiver ran down her back as the cold air quickly sapped what little warmth she had.

Twilight grabbed the pink onesie with her magic and undid the snaps on the crotch. This one was made of a thicker material, which meant that it was most likely made for the winter. She pulled the bottom of the onesie over Dashie’s head and used her magic to help Dashie put her forelegs through the right holes. She snapped the buttons over the crotch again and grinned slyly at Dashie.

Okay... This isn’t so bad. So long as we don’t go anywhere with this on... “You not gonna make me wear it outside, wight?”

Dashie pouted on Twilight’s back, a sour expression on her face as they trotted through the streets of Canterlot. In addition to the frilly white lace that decorated the crotch of the onesie, Twilight had tied a matching pink bow in her mane, centered right behind her ears. It was almost as big as her head, and she wanted nothing more than to take it all off. The only reason why she hadn’t done so already was because it was pretty cold outside and the onesie was doing a good job of keeping her all nice and warm.

“We’re almost there, Dashie!” Twilight said as she looked over her shoulder. “It’s just around the corner!” Her saddlebag was stocked with some extra diapers, foal powder, and a package of wipes, definitely enough to last them for their little trip. Her breasts felt like they were getting swollen again, and the muscles near her lower belly felt like they were straining to support the new weight. So that’s what Luna meant... Looks like a bra isn’t such a bad idea after all. I’ll just have to go and pick up a few after breakfast! Good thing Celestia left us a big bag of bits!

Twilight’s old favorite foalhood cafe came into sight. It was a small restaurant, tucked away between two bigger businesses. It had a few outdoor tables, but it was much too cold out to eat outside. Twilight pulled open the front door and found the place to be extremely busy. Waiters and waitresses darted all over the place, surprising Twilight. “This place sure is a lot busy than I remember,” she said, shooting a glance over her shoulder.

She spotted an empty table near the back of the restaurant on the right side, right next to a window overlooking the valley. “Perfect!” Twilight made her way towards the table, levitated Dashie off of her back, and placed her between her forelegs. “You warm enough down there, little one?” She laid a hoof around Dashie and rubbed her back, holding her close.

Dashie nodded up at her, a small smile on her face. She sat down and pressed her back up against Twilight’s chest. She pushed her rump between Twilight’s breasts by a few inches and yawned, still rather sleepy.

“Good morning, ma’am! My name is Sunny, and I’ll be your server today!” a gray earth pony said in a cheery voice. “What can I get you today?”

Twilight chuckled to herself. “I haven’t been here since I was a young filly, so... is there any chance you still have those double lemon doughnuts?”

“Yup! We sure do!”

“Perfect! I’ll take three of those. Oh, and a large glass of water, please.” Producing all of this milk for Dashie is making me thirsty...

The waitress took a minute to write that down on her notepad. “Alrighty then! Anything for the little one?”

“Oh, Dashie? No, she can only be breastfed at the moment.”

“Oh, um... okay! I’ll be right back with your order.”

Twilight looked through the window. It was starting to snow outside, and Twilight was glad that they were inside. The waitress came back a few moments later with a plate of doughnuts and the glass of water. “Thank you.”

“Not a problem, ma’am! If there’s anything you need, feel free to ask!” The bubbly mare trotted a few tables down and started talking to some more customers.

Twilight lit her horn and picked up the first doughnut. She scarfed it down to sate the pangs of hunger she felt in her stomach, then as she reached for the last one, movement from the front door caught her eye. She looked up just in time to see her parents walk inside.

Her heart stopped for a moment and her breath caught in her throat. She looked back down at her doughnuts, hoping her parents wouldn’t see her.

“Mama, what’s wong?” Dashie asked. She latched onto Twilight’s left foreleg and tugged it, trying to get her attention.

Twilight hid her face with a hoof and looked down at Dashie. “My parents are here!” she hissed.

Dashie’s ears fell flat on her head and her eyes went wide. “What do, Twiwight?” She whined softly and held onto Twilight’s leg as tightly as she could.

“I—”

“Hey, is that Twilight over there?” Twilight heard her father ask. She cringed, her mind going completely blank as she struggled to figure out what to do. She couldn’t teleport away, especially since she hadn’t paid yet. The newspapers would go nuts if they found out that she dined and dashed, and it would ruin her nice reputation.

“Yeah, I think it is! What’s she doing up here?” Twilight heard her mother exclaim. Dashie was hidden from their view for the moment, but that would change the moment that they walked up to her. She bit her lower lip as she heard them trot her way. Twilight knew that they knew that she was dating Rainbow Dash, and they knew exactly what she looked like.

“Twilight? Is that you?” Twilight heard her father ask.

Twilight turned around and smiled, her heart racing in her chest. She was acutely aware that Dashie was shivering in fright, trying to make herself as small as possible between her breasts. “Hey Mom, hey Dad! What brings you to the cafe?”

“Oh, ever since you and Shining moved out, we’ve come here nearly every morning for breakfast!” Night Light said as he and his wife sat down across from Twilight. “I, uh... woah.”

Twilight saw his eyes drift downward. She knew Dashie was sitting in plain view, and there was very little that she could do to hide her and her breasts from her parents. She had never planned for encountering her parents out in public, and she was at a complete loss of what to do. Her father blinked a few times, cocked his head to the side, and finally, his eyes went wide. He looked back up at her, confusion written all over his face. “Tw-Twilight—”

“Mom, Dad?” Twilight’s left ear twitched a couple of times. “Um, yeah, about Dashie... I can explain.”