Author's Note

bam! i'm back, little foals and fillies

New Beginnings

There's a bang at the door and Trixie stirs, just awake enough to hear the clamor of young voices.

"Applejack, c'mon! I wanna see Trixie's new baby!" Apple Bloom says loudly.

"Hold on, sugarcube, they might be nappin'. Let me check. Trixie?" Applejack calls out, gently rapping the door with a hoof.

"Mmm, come on in, girls. I'm awake, at least." Trixie smiles as Apple Bloom, Sweetie Belle, and Scootaloo tumble into the room, all three fillies dashing over to coo at the baby.

"Oh, Trixie, she's adorable! Lookit her little wings!" Scootaloo says. "Can she fly yet?"

Trixie laughs, pressing a quick kiss to Twilight's horn. "No, she can't fly just yet; she was only born yesterday."

Rarity peers down and smiles at the squirming filly. "Hello, little Twilight. It's so good to finally meet you."

Twilight's eyes widen and she waves her front hooves around. "Rarity no, we've met before! You were one of my best friends! Please, I know you can hear me! Applejack, help me!"

Rainbow Dash laughs, gently pressing a hoof to Twilight's nose. "Jeez, Trixie, she's definitely your foal. Listen to that babbling."

Twilight sniffles, a tear dripping down her face. "No, Rainbow Dash! Not you too!" She turns around, spotting Fluttershy and cries out. "Fluttershy! I know you can understand. You're always so good with young creatures. Please please help me."

Fluttershy smiles at her and glances towards Trixie. "Oh Trixie, you don't mind if I hold her, do you?"

"Oh, no, I don't mind. Go right ahead."

Twilight blinks as Fluttershy picks her up, the yellow pegasus cooing excitedly. "Oh gosh, Trixie! She's so adorable! Hello, little Twilight, you are just the most adorable little foal ever, yes you are!"

Twilight huffs a little at the excessive cooing and squirms, trying to get comfortable when she feels her tail-hole flutter and then she lets out a whine as rank mushy poop flows out of her rear, coating her cheeks with the mess. The little filly starts to bawl as her bladder empties as well.

Fluttershy looks down and sniffs. "Oh my, um Trixie, I believe Twilight's had an accident?"

The Cutie Mark Crusaders gasp and squeal in displeasure. "Ew!" they say in unison and dash out of the room.

Applejack and Rarity laugh. "Poor things."

Trixie laughs as well, gently taking Twilight out of Fluttershy's hooves and laying her on a changing mat, the foal still wailing. "Shh, shh, Twily, Mama's here and she's gonna get you all clean. But first, Mama's got your favorite paci for you," Trixie murmurs, levitating over a bright purple pacifier with a big pink six-pointed star surrounded by smaller white stars.

Twilight stops wailing abruptly and stares open-mouthed at the pacifier. "That's, that's my Cutie Mark! What? Why?"

Trixie beams down at Twilight, shoving the pacifier into Twilight's open mouth, and whispers into her ear. "My very special somepony told me I should, at least, give you back your Cutie Mark and gave me the idea. She has such lovely ideas, don't you think, little Twily?"

Twilight shakes her head, whimpering around the pacifier.

Trixie coos and turns her head, addressing her friends. "Poor dear, she's not used to so many other ponies being around. Do you all mind?"

"Oh no, dear, we don't mind. Sweetie Belle was the same way when she was born. Come on, girls," Rarity responds, leading the rest of the ponies out of the room.

Trixie hums and unsnaps Twilight's onesie, using her magic to pull the sagging diaper away from Twilight. "There we go, little one. Mama's gonna get you nice and clean. And she's got you a fancy new onesie for dinner tonight!"

Twilight's eyes widen and she starts to squirm, trying in vain to escape, but Trixie chuckles and winds her magic around the struggling foal. "Ah, ah, Twily. You're too little to fly; you'd just fall off and hurt yourself. And Mama doesn't want her baby hurt. Now shhh, just keep sucking your pacifier. This'll be over soon." Trixie magically pulls the onesie off, leaving Twilight naked on the changing table. "A nice clean thick diaper for Mama's messy little foal." Trixie smiles down at her and begins wiping her foal's filthy downstairs. "There we go! All done!"

Twilight whines around the pacifier, waving her little front hooves in the air. "Mmm-Trix-Mama!" she cries out, blushing as the infantile address flows out of her mouth.

Trixie laughs and leans in to give Twilight a quick kiss on her forehead. "Yes, Twily, Mama's here. She's just going to put you in a diaper for now since our debut dinner's not quite ready and Mama Trixie doesn't want her little foal's fancy onesie to get dirty." She finishes giving Twilight a dusting of foal-powder and pulls up the tapes, leaving Twilight wearing nothing but her diaper. "All right, little one, let's get some of Mama's milk in your tummy so you're not fussy during her grown-up dinner." Trixie magics Twilight onto her back, walking them over to the plush corner.

Trixie sighs happily as she settles Twilight between her hind legs, her milk-engorged teats pressing against the little filly's face. "C'mon, my little Twily, Mama knows you're a hungry little foal."

Twilight fusses and squirms, trying desperately to avoid her fate but she fails. Trixie manages to slip a dripping nipple into her foal's mouth, her little lips latching on as the milk starts to flow.

"There we go, Twily, sweetheart. Mama knew you were hungry."

Twilight whines, a thin drip of milk falling out of her mouth as she continues to involuntarily nurse from Trixie.

"That's Mama Trixie's good girl. We don't want you all fussy-wussy when you meet the Princesses and your Aunt and Uncle. Oh and your cousin, of course. She's very excited to have a baby in the family." Trixie chuckles and rubs Twilight's back, holding the now squirming foal against her. "Shh, shh, settle down, baby girl. Just keep nursing; let's get that little tummy full and pudgy just like Mama likes it."

Twilight whimpers but dutifully continues nursing, mind swirling with humiliation at having Princess Celestia see her like this. What will the Princess say when she sees me? She'll be so displeased. And Shining Armor! And Cadence and Flurryheart! She was just born!

Once Twilight's drained both teats, Trixie gently pulls the foal off and rubs her back with a hoof, laughing softly as the infant lets out a huge belch. "There's a good girl. Bet that felt better. huh? Don't be embarrassed, little Twily, babies can't control anything. Now then, Mama Trixie's gonna get you into your special onesie for the dinner."

Twilight watches as Trixie levitates a onesie over, the garment's fabric looking very familiar. Twilight's mouth drops open. “Dat-that’s your cape!”

Trixie beams and ruffles the filly’s mane. “Good girl! Mama doesn’t do her magic shows anymore and she figured her precious little filly deserved a special outfit. Let’s get you dressed.” Trixie guides Twilight into the onesie until the little filly’s wrapped mane to tail in stars, her diaper making an obvious bulge. Trixie plops Twilight onto her back and together the two set off to the dinner.

“Oh, Twily, sweetheart, you’re gonna love meeting your aunts and uncle. They’re so excited to have a baby again in the family; Flurryheart’s old enough that she’s due to get her Cutie Mark anytime now!”

Twilight whimpers and buries her face into the back of Trixie’s neck.

“Trixie’s here! And she brought the baby!” Flurryheart squeals and Twilight lifts her head, staring in shock.

She’s so big! And she can talk? No, no, no, this is--this is impossible. I'm gonna wake up soon because this is all just a weird dream that's probably Discord's fault.

Trixie chuckles and magics Twilight off her back and into a high-chair, the rest of the royal family gathering around her excitedly.

Cadence coos down at Twilight. "Oh, Trixie, she's just darling. I remember when Flurry was that small! And she's an alicorn too!"

Twilight opens her mouth and starts to speak. "Cadence, oh, Cadence. Please, please, I know you of all ponies have to understand me. Help me! Tri-Mama turned me into a foal! And she's an alicorn somehow! Pwease you have to help me!"

Cadence chuckles and ruffles Twilight's mane. "Goodness, she's very vocal, isn't she? Reminds me of you when you were her age, Trixie."

Twilight starts to sniffle, turning towards Shining Armor in desperation. "Shining Armor! I know you have to recognize me! I'm your most favorite little sister! Please, please, pwease...."

Shining Armor beams down at the newborn foal, gently bumping her nose with a hoof. "Hey there little one. You already running your Mama ragged like Flurry Heart did to us?"

Trixie laughs, placing a kiss against Twilight's forelock. "No, Shining, she's much more well-behaved."

Flurry Heart huffs and squeezes her way into see the baby. "I was too! I was a good foal. Hi baby Twily! I'm your Aunt Flurry! When do I get to babysit her, Trixie?"

"Hold on there, Flurry. Twilight's still too little to be away from me yet."

"Aww."

Twilight sniffles more, a couple fat tears rolling down her cheeks as she listens to her former family discuss her and she hiccoughs softly, already getting overwhelmed at the thought of all she's now missed.

Trixie glances over and hums, magicking Twilight's high chair closer to her. "There, there, Twilight, Mama's here if you need some cuddling. And she's got your pacifier right here." She easily eases Twilight's Cutie Mark-bearing pacifier into her newborn filly's mouth, smiling as the infant instinctively starts to suckle, quieting down until the only sounds are the rhythmic suckling and the adult ponies chatting away.