Instincts of a Mother

With Dashie asleep on her back, Twilight brought her back to their bedroom. With her breasts empty, her bra felt a little loose, but she knew that she’d be nearly bursting again by morning. Her sensitive nipples had leaked a little bit into the bra on the way back from dinner, only to be soaked up by the fabric. She was more than thankful that her mother had bought her something to manage her breasts, for she was sure that she would have leaked a trail of breast milk all the way back to her bedroom. The thought to get some kind of absorbent pads to place inside each cup crossed her mind, so she decided to think more on the subject later when she wasn’t so tired. As she closed the door behind her, she climbed up the steps, her breasts swaying from side to side with each step she took. Once she reached the top of the steps, she paused and checked her bra with a hoof. She felt the inside was still slightly damp, but the outside remained dry. “Huh, good to know when I go out in public next time...” she whispered to herself. “I wonder how much they’ll hold before they leak.” Looking back up, she walked across the room to her bed. “Hehe, maybe I should put a couple of Dashie’s diapers in there, just in case...”

She used her magic to set her adorable foal down on the bed, then grabbed a fresh diaper from the pack laying near her nightstand. She knew that the regular daytime diapers that she used wouldn’t hold up through the night, especially since Dashie had just drained her breasts, so she was grateful for some thicker, overnight diapers. They had a lot more padding, and were thicker because of it, so Twilight was reasonably certain that she wouldn’t have any problems with leaking during the night.

She unbuttoned the bottom of Dashie’s onesie, then tugged the loose fabric up, revealing a very-soaked diaper. Lighting her horn, she undid the tapes, pulled it off of her, then wiped her clean with some nearby foal wipes. Twilight tossed the used diaper and wipes in the trash, powdered her foal’s bottom, then taped her up in the overnight diaper, making sure it was nice and snug. After she redid the buttons on her onesie, Twilight used her magic to take off her bra with a sigh, setting it down next to the other one that still remained in the bag from the store. She climbed into bed, then used her magic to pull Dashie up against her chest.

Dashie woke up as soon as she felt Twilight lay a wing over her, leaving just her head exposed. As memories of what they talked about at dinner flew into her mind, she groggily pushed herself up with a hoof and sat on her haunches. She tried to close her hind legs, but found that she was unable to do so, for her new diaper was so thick that it would probably force her to waddle about like a real foal if she had to walk. Pushing that thought aside, Dashie licked her lips and looked up at Twilight, her ears flicking to lay flat on her head. “Tho...” Her eyebrows furrowing, she cleared her throat and concentrated really hard. “Sth—ugh! Sth... Sth... S-So...” A wide smile broke out on her face. “What do you wanna do?” she asked, speaking slowly as she struggled to speak normally.

Twilight shot her a gentle smile and tousled her mane. “Like the princesses said, you have to let go and become a real foal, through and through. I know that might seem scary, but you know I’ll always be here for you, no matter what, and I don’t care how long it takes for you to transform back to a real, full-grown mare. Besides, you are rather cute as an itty bitty foal.”

“Heh, tanks...” Dashie blushed and rubbed her foreleg with a hoof. “Stho... how wih it work?” she asked.

“Well... you have to stop talking and thinking like an adult, for starters,” Twilight said with a light giggle. “After that, I’m not really sure. I’d suggest to just act like a foal would, you know? Just do what feels natural, and don’t fight it. I don’t know how long the process will take, but I wouldn’t be surprised if you were still able to speak a little, though not with the mind of an adult, of course. We’ll just have to see, won’t we?”

“Ya!” Dashie’s ears perked up as she wrapped her tiny forelegs around Twilight’s neck.

Twilight laid a small kiss on her foal’s forehead as she snuck a glance at the clock. “Alright, time to get some sleep, okay? I put you in a thicker diaper tonight, just in case. I know you’re already incontinent, but I just wanted to make sure that you don’t leak, especially since we’re in my old bed.”

“Okay, Momma...” Dashie yawned as she slipped back down to Twilight’s side. She pulled Twilight’s wing over her, then snuggled back up into her grasp. Her right hind leg twitched as she felt her diaper grow a little warm, but she paid that no mind. With the diaper keeping her hind legs spread wide, she opted to sleep on her back, her head nestled in the crook of Twilight’s foreleg. She was used to sleeping on her side, but since she was so tired, she figured that she could just give sleeping on her back a shot. “I wuv you...” she whispered softly, letting her eyes drift shut. The warmth from Twilight’s body, combined with her soft wing and the onesie she was wearing, quickly lulled her to sleep with a little smile on her face.

As Dashie started to snore, Twilight used her magic to flick off the light and pull the covers up just enough to keep Dashie’s head exposed. As she laid her head down on the pillow, she wondered just how long it would take for Dashie’s transformation to become complete.