Foal Garden

    Shining’s eyes fluttered as he woke the next morning. He eventually adjusted to the light surrounding him as he tried to gather his bearings, struggling to remember where he was or how he got into that position. His mind was foggy but his senses were telling him he was somewhere else entirely.

Shining began to panic and tried to raise a hoof but failed as it clumsily fell back onto the sheets. He whimpered and tried to get up, but his body wasn’t responding to his commands at all. The thunderstruck stallion turned his head upwards to gaze upon the colorful wooden shapes hovering over him, twirling around in a lazy circle above his head. He eyed the shapes and was memorized at their slow movement circling above his head. He tried to think about the names of those shapes. But for some reason the thought slipped his mind and inexplicably he could only think about playing with them or eating them.

He tried to reach out for the objects with a hoof, but try as he might, his hooves couldn't reach them. He got bored, seeing that the strange things were beyond his reach and decided to look around a bit more and try to figure out where he was. He began to wiggle about and could only feel something soft wrapped around him.

Shining was unable to see what it was, but whenever he moved about, odd crinkling noises came beneath him. He tried to stand up to figure out where the noises were coming from, only to roll onto his side and was face to face with bright blue bars. His eyes went wide with surprise, thinking he was in a jail and cried out for help. Instead of coherent words, only a stream of gibberish and spittle escaped his mouth. Jumpy and dumbfounded, he tried to get up again, only managing to roll in his blue blanket to look up at the wooden shapes above him. He began to whimper and tears welled up in his eyes. His thoughts went from escaping his cage to wanting somepony to hold and feed him. Then, in a matter of moments, he began to wail and scream, kicking his blanket and choking on his tears.

Somepony answered his pleas as his blanket was slowly pulled from his body, unveiling his small frail body wrapped in a snug white plastic diaper. He cried louder, thinking that something was terribly wrong but he didn't know why. He was slowly lifted from the crib with a gentle sensation keeping his head above his body. He heard his diaper crinkle while he was lifted above his cage. His crying diminished slightly, seeing that somepony responded to his cries and came to comfort him.

Shining Armour began to feel a familiarity towards the mare as she now stared back at him. Her face was covered in white fur with two big purple eyes and a white and purple striped mane wrapped around her ears.

“Oh! Is Shiny fussy this morning?” She gave him a warm motherly smile as she silently nuzzled him.

    She used her telekinesis to take Shining into her forehooves and hug him close to her chest. He felt safe and secure and stopped his whimpering, trying to snuggle into her fur. Despite not knowing who she was, he started to feel comfort towards this mare. He looked at the long strands of hair hanging in front of him as he unconsciously grasped her mane, wanting to play with it.

The mare chuckled at him and softly whispered, “Oh, you want to play with my hair?”

    He then felt her body fall onto something soft as he bounced in her hooves, making him squeal. The mare quickly hushed him and held him close to her chest as she patted his rump, making audible crinkling noises. “All dry. That’s a good boy, Shiny.”

    Shining cried out in horror, kicking his back legs as he tried to escape the mare.

She just held him close and calmed him down with her cooing. “Hush now. It’s alright. You’re a bit fussy this morning aren’t you?”

    Shining wanted to ask the mare what was going on, but just like before, a stream of incoherent gibberish came out instead. The mysterious mare nuzzled him, making him unintentionally giggle again as she asked, “What were you trying to say? hmm?”

    Shining grasped the mare’s nose and peered into her eyes when it he felt a strange bond with this mare. His altered mindset made him believe that she was somehow his mom. He became excited as a stream of emotions went through him, and began to babble some more, trying to tell her that he was a grown stallion and asked why was he a foal? But, just as he began talking to his mom, his tummy rumbled and he felt hungry. He began to whine once again, wanting his mother to full him up.

“Alright. I think it’s time for breakfast.” Shining’s mother pinched his cheeks. “What do you think?”

    Shining was once again placed in an aura, but this time, he just whimpered a bit as his mother laid down on her bed, revealing two giant teats on a sea of white cloth. She then used her telekinesis and began to push him near her right teat. “Alright. Time for some num nums.”

He squealed and cried out as he came closer to her giant white plump teat. His mother sang to him softly in her efforts to calm him down a bit until his lips came around his mother’s small pink nipple and began to suckle, allowing the warm, creamy milk trickle down his throat. Despite his tummy filling up, he blushed and began to whimper again with tears welling up in his eyes. His mother hushed him and cooed, ”There, there. Quiet now. drink up, little one.”

    Shining fussed a bit more and tried to push his mother’s nipple from his mouth, but he only managed to have warm cream, squirt into his mouth. He eventually calmed down after savoring the cream, and began to swallow down some more until he was suckling on his mother's tit; wanting more of the warm creamy liquid. His mommy, smiled upon him singing a lullaby, as he was trying to get comfortable, snuggling into his mother’s warm belly. He could now feel the heat from her body covering him and he nuzzled closer, wanting to get warm. Then a soft blanket fell over him, and was pulled up to his little head. He now felt tired, and calm as his mother’s song entered his ears, and which made him feel safe and secure. He continued to suckle his mother’s teat without a care now, and so closed his eyes as he fell into a deep slumber.

    Shining woke again in an unfamiliar room, with a blanket covered over him. He looked around the alien room with its cleanliness, and furnished in rich furniture, realising that he was still in Fleur’s house. He realised he was suckling something and could taste something rubbery. He spat it out onto the dark blue blanket and let out a large gasp, seeing it was a baby blue pacifier. He gulped, as he kicked his back legs, and heard a familiar crinkle coming between them and slowly he looked underneath the blanket, to see that he was still wearing  an embarrassing the purple diaper from last night.

He slowly took out a forehoof and checked the padding, making sure he didn't wet it during the night. He sighed in relief, feeling that it was dry and laid back onto his pillow only to blush, thinking how he had gotten himself into that position. Then he heard somepony whispering near him and looked over to see where it was coming from. It was Blueblood, curled up in the blanket, suckling his blue pacifier while mumbling underneath his breath, “Foal Heart, I want more milkies. Come on, you got another full teat.”

    He was kicking his back legs, making loud crinkling noises as he did so. Shining stifled his giggling and shook Blueblood a bit. “Hey, Blueblood, wake up.”

    “I wana milkies.” Blueblood mumbled, unshaken from his sleep

    Shining had to put a hoof over his face from bursting into fits of laughter, as he nudged Blueblood again. “Come on. Get up.”

    Blueblood's eyes shot wide open as he looked down to see the pacifier in his mouth. He immediately got up from his covers, and spat it out shouting, “Dear Celestia! Where are we?!”

    “Calm down. I think we're still at Fleur’s house.” Shining Armour looked around.

    “Oh, okay.” Blueblood sighed as he collapsed back on his pillow.

Shining rolled his eyes as he got up from the bed and tried bucking the diaper off his flank. “I can’t believe they had us ride through the streets with these on!”

    Blueblood tore the blanket from himself and gave a groan, seeing his golden colored diaper strapped around his crotch. He grasped it and sighed, seeing that it was still dry and groaned. “Well, it could be worse.”

    Shining grumbled as he gave a final kick, having the diaper fly across the room. “Aren’t you worried about how many ponies saw us wearing these things?”

    Blueblood was now getting out of bed and removed his diaper. “Yes Shining, I agree. I wouldn't be able to show my face in public if I got caught wearing this.”

    “That's it. We're telling Fancy Pants we had it with his foal club.” Shining Armour walked towards the door. “He could have destroyed our reputations as princes by turning us into laughing stocks!”

    “Woah, hey! Shining, calm down!” Blueblood ran over to him and pushed his hooves out.

    “Calm down my flanks” He kicked the purple diaper across the floor.

“Listen, Shining, I’m just as angry as you are that they didn't take the diapers off before we left the club.” He nodded. “But we can’t lose Fancy Pants’ favor.”

“Come on. We don’t need to dress like foals to have his favor.” Shining defiantly shook his head.

“Hear me out, Shining.” Blueblood laid his hoof on his shoulders. “Nobles all over gained influence from him and those who lost their favor slowly lost their standing in court. He has a lot of influence, and if we don’t appease him, we could end up just the same.”

“What do you mean? How did he make other ponies lose their favor in court?” Shining Armour raised a brow.

“Have you heard of Baron Money Bags?” Blueblood asked

“No, do you?” Shining responded.

“He was a jerk who made deals only for his favor.” Blueblood sat down on the floor. “He continuously took money out of parliament as well as the royal treasury and was good at covering his tracks by bribing others to keep their mouths shut. But one day, an army of creditors associated with Fancy Pants came marching outside Baron’s door with bills flying through his front door. He soon became bankrupt and all the bits he stole eventually returned to the treasury. Nopony knows who found the information to stop him or who convinced him to return the stolen money. But a lot of the creditors after Baron are employed by Fancy Pants. He may never have taken the credit for taking Baron into justice, but we all know he had some part to play.”

“Fine. I’ll keep my mouth shut and still go to the club when I have to.” Shining Armour grunted and lightly stomped at the ground. He stormed off through the doors as Blueblood snickered and followed suit.

They continued down the hall and followed the scent of pancakes wafting through the house. Passing by many different rooms down multiple corridors, the smell was inescapable.

“Hey Blueblood, who’s Foal Heart?” Shining cracked a grin.

“No-one, now shut up.” Blueblood glared at him.

“Come on, I’ll tell you about my dream if you tell me…” Shining Armour smiled.

“You’re pushing it, Shining. I don’t want to talk about her, alright?” Blueblood puffed out his chest and adamantly took a step forward.

“Really? it was kind of adorable.” Shining still retained his.

“I said shut it,” Blueblood hissed.

“You're still a jerk you know that?” Shining Armour muttered.

Blueblood rolled his eyes and muttered something under his breath as the two went down a flight of stairs and found themselves staring at a long dining room table laden with breakfast foods. Fancy Pants and Fleur were sitting at the table.

“Oh, how wonderful. You two are up just in time for breakfast.” Fleur chuckled. “Come, have a seat.”

But Shining and Blueblood stared more so at Fancy Pants wearing a napkin around his neck and a plate with a pancake cut into bite sized pieces sitting in front of him.

Shining and Blueblood were taken off their hooves by maids in their magic and placed into their seats. Napkins were tied around their necks as one of the maids went behind Shining and asked, “What would you like to eat? Pancakes or oatmeal?”

“Pancakes are fine.” Shining pointed over to Fancy Pants

She took a plate of pancakes, placed it in front him, while drizzling syrup over his food, and placing a glass of milk right next to it. Leaving him with a knife and fork, the mare walked off.

As Blueblood was being served, Fleur smiled at her maids as they all bowed to her and stood aside to wait for more orders.

Fancy Pants looked over towards Shining Armour and Blueblood “So, I take it you two had a good rest?”

“Yes, everything was fine. But I do have one small concern.” Shining raised his hoof.

Fancy Pants asked, “What is that?”

“Now, I don’t mean to offend you and I don’t mind wearing a diaper in the club.” Shining Armour looked down at his flanks. “But please, don’t have me wearing them outside of the club.”

Fancy Pants blushed. “Of course, I understand. It was just that you two were so tired last night I may have forgotten about taking them off. I swear it won’t happen again.”

As Shining began to eat, Blueblood took up his utensils, and slowly began to cut into his pancake. He almost jumped out of his seat, when he saw Fleur feeding Fancy Pants like a foal, while she was cleaning the crumbs from his chin with a napkin. They all turned to see Blueblood, took a bite and looked up at Shining who was already suckling the lip of his cup of milk and spilling a bit over himself.

    “Shining having trouble?” One of the maids walked up to Shining Armour.

    “I'm sorry I have no idea why I did that.” Shining Armour turned to face her.

    Blueblood began trying to eat his food but he felt like his mouth wasn't responding to his thoughts and soon pieces of food started pouring out of his mouth. Just then, a maid came up behind him to wipe his mouth and started to fuss over him. He groaned a bit as he mumbled, “It was just an accident.”

    “That’s alright, sweetie. I’m just going to clean you right up,” the maid whispered into his ears.

    Shining took a bite of his pancake and also realised he was having trouble chewing it as he swallowed.

“Fancy Pants I need to ask something.” Clearing his throat, he said. “Last night Soarin mentioned something about a initiation we have to go through.”

    “Did he? Well yes of course, all of our patrons have to go through a simple but eventful trial.” Fancy Pants smiled. “It's a momentous and time honored occasion that every patron from all over Equestria will come to see...” He was then interrupted by large smacking sounds.

    They all turned to see Blueblood, who seemed to have lost the motor skill of chewing. He was awkwardly chomping on a large portion of pancake. A maid came to his aid and began to clean his mess then began to cut his food into smaller pieces.

Shining Armour blushed, seeing that another maid suddenly began cutting his food as well.

    Fancy Pants continued, “Well as I was saying, yes, there is an initiation that you two must pass.”

    “Initiation?” Blueblood almost choked on his food. “What kind of initiation?”

    Fancy Pants replied, “Oh, it’s nothing too complicated. It’s a rite of passage for new members and it's something quite extraordinary. Even with you acting a bit more foalish than you were last night, it’ll be an exquisite and wonderful experience .”

    Shining was sipping his milk again, trying to be more careful as he drank. He asked, “So, we have to do more then just wear diapers?”

    Fancy Pants nodded once again. “Yes, Shining, but I promise you that what happens within Foal Garden never leaves the confines of the edifice. Trust me, you’ll feel like a king after the initiation, and I promise you it will be worth all the trouble for a lifetime of pleasure.”

    Blueblood suddenly realised that as he picked up a piece of pancake with his fork, that his telekinesis was wavering as if his concentration was slowly being severed. He eventually took a bite and awkwardly had to move his jaws up and down to chew.

He swallowed as he asked, “So that’s it, you want us to play with rattles of eat foal food?”

    Fancy Pants chuckled as Fleur fed him a bite of food. “I’m sorry, but you’ll be doing much more than that.”

    Shining was putting all of his concentration now trying to pick up his fork but his horn was not responding at all. When his fork finally hovered above his plate and took a piece of pancake from the silverware, he placed it into his mouth and chewed. But the aura surrounding his fork wasn’t his

He turned to see one of the maids smiling at him. “It’s alright, sweetie. I just came to help.”

    Blueblood turned to see Shining now getting fed like a child unable to use his horn yet. A maid took up his fork and lifted it up towards his mouth. He gladly opened it to let the fork slide in.He munched down on the food.

    Blueblood took up his milk and sipped at it when he asked, “So can you explain what will happen to us during the initiation?”

    Fancy Pants, who was now sucking on a blue plastic sippy cup nodded and placed it next to his plate. “Yes, gladly. It’s simple really. First, you’ll both adorn the traditional foalish attire for such an event when inducting new members. I promise you it won’t be as embarrassing as you’re imagining.”

    Shining mumbled an insult under his breath, ushering a few glares from his friend.

    Fancy Pants laughed and continued. “I assure you, Shining, the initiation will be done under the utmost discretion.” He caught his breath. “As I was saying, the rest of the trial is quite relaxing. You will only have to frolic and act like foals for a minimum of two hours. That’s all. A test so that you can prove that you are able to relax more and enjoy Foal Garden for all it has to offer.”

    Blueblood took down his cup of milk while his maid wiped his mouth with a rag. “Wow, sounds more like a celebration than a trial.”

    Shining was gulping down his milk, spilling it over himself. His maid took it from his hooves and was now wiping him down as he blushed in embarrassment and mumbled hesitantly, “Uh… It sounds like fun.”

    “It's quite alright, how about you use a sippy cup?” Fancy Pants held his hoof out. “You both seem exhausted from last night.”

    Shining, seeing that his maid was cleaning up the milk off the table, nodded and bit his lip. “Um yeah… I’m really sorry. I must still be exhausted.” Just then, a blue sippy cup was placed in his hooves. He instantly picked it up and began to suckle on it.

Blueblood crossed his front legs and turned his head with a pout when Fleur whispered, “You want one too?”

    He sighed and gave a quick nod. Immediately afterward, his cup was replaced with a foalish sippy cup.

“I apologize, I forgot to mention the best part of your initiation. The grand feast that comes before.” Fancy Pants grinned wide from ear to ear.

    Shining’s maid gave him another forkful of pancake and sipped his sippy cup with more enthusiasm. He slammed it down like one of his old tankard’s and had just as goofy a smile as Fancy. “A grand feast? Wow! Who'll be there?”

    “Soarin and many of his Wonderbolts, the mayor of Ponyville, Hoity Toity, Spoiled Rich, celebrities, and nobles from all corners of Equestria will be there. We don’t ever miss a initiation.”  Fancy Pants stated with a smug grin.

    Blueblood eyes gleamed. “Really? An event like that sounds even more important than the Grand Galloping Gala!”

    Fancy Pants responded, “It’s more exclusive, that’s all. And don’t even get me started on the food that’ll be there. Long sandwiches filled with the finest lettuce and dandelions from the south; sweet rolls that melt in your mouth; cakes baked to perfection with strawberries; raspberries; blueberry pies; delicate pasta dishes served in garlic wine sauce; and much, much more.”

Blueblood unconsciously had drool now coming down his chin as he listened onto all of the food that was on offer at the event.

    Shining continued sucking his sippy cup until he realized he was sucking thin air. “So when will the initiation take place?”

    “Two weeks from today. I think that will provide you both plenty of time to get acquainted with the rest of the club.”

    Blueblood gave a gentle smile as his maid finished wiping his muzzle. “So while we wait, do you wish for us to return to the club?”

    Fancy Pants chuckled. “You two can return to the club whenever you desire. You two both paid for it already. Also, I’m quite pleased that you two have so far conducted yourselves nicely. But I see that our time here is nearing it’s end.” He looked over at the nearby grandfather clock. “How about you two go take a relaxing bath in one of my private spas with my lovely mares? Afterwards, I’ll have a carriage prepared to take you both home.”

    Shining sniffed himself and realised he smelt horrible. His maid then appeared by his side and finished cleaning his face with a wet cloth. “Yeah a bath will be nice,” he remarked.

    Fancy Pants was then taken off his chair with the help of Fleur and placed him down on the ground. “If you two have any questions or need anything, you can come to my abode at any time.” Then the two of them went up the steps as the maids came over to Shining and Blueblood.

Both of the princes were lifted the into the air with their telekinesis and placed over the mares’ shoulders. Their rumps were both patted until they both gave loud and heartful belches that caused both of their cheeks to turn pink.

    Shining was now in a spotless and elegantly-decorated restroom with its’ glassy tile floor and lit candles sitting on the window sill. He watched as the maid assigned to him was filling a large white tub with warm water. He was silent, as he struggled to find the proper words to say to the mare. “So, um… You like doing this? Treating stallions like colts?”

“Oh, sweetie, of course I do.” The mare laughed. “Now how about we make this fun?”

    Shining eyed her as she slowly came up to him and hugged him. She rubbed her hoof over his back and said, “Now call me nana or mommy and I’ll call you my little Shiny.”

    Shining unconsciously fell into the mare’s grip and nodded without realizing it. She then picked him up and gently placed him into the water. He looked up at her as she brushed the hair behind his ears and tied a little blue bow around it. “Is that a—”

    “Hush now. Nana has to keep your hair out of your eyes so I can get behind your ears.” She then pinched his cheek and he kicked the water playfully. Then she took out a pink bottle and began pouring it into the water. It soon bubbled up around him, and he began trying to soak into the water and bubbles. His maid came up behind him and began to press her hooves into his fur, then started to lather him with the softest lotions she had.

    Shining whimpered, “Nana can you go a little lower?”

    She giggled and cooed, “Of course, Shiny.” She then started to rub near his tailbone making him giggle in response. He suddenly blushed and became stiff, seeing the maid smile at him. She began pouring shampoo into his mane and scrubbing it to make a soapy afro. “Go on. You’re a colt here.”

    Shining began to splash the bubbles, trying to pop them as his maid continue to scrub him down. After a while, she whispered into his ear. “Now I need you to lie on your back.”

    Shining nodded and obediently laid down in front of her as she poured a lotion on his belly and began to rub it in. As she began hitting his sore spots, she put her lips onto his belly and blew a raspberry, causing him to erupt with laughter, kicking his legs and crying giddily.

    “That’s my little Shiny.” His maid kissed him on the cheek while he just blushed as she smiled back at him. She then continued to lather his underbelly in lotion, rubbing tenderly in circles.

    Blueblood was now standing aside in a restroom similar to one that Shining was standing in. He was staring lovingly at his maid who was pouring bath salts into the water. His maid looked up with a stern smile and replied, “Now Bluey, how about we play a game? I’ll be your nanny and you're going to be my little colt.”

“Fine,” he scoffed. “But I won’t do anything embarrassing.”

    “Enough of that. You’re my colt and you're going to act proper.” The maid’s brows lowered.”

    Blueblood recoiled and whimpered. Unwilling to argue with his caretaker anymore, he just nodded.

“Stand up a bit straighter.” She pointed at him.

Blueblood hesitated as he eyed the maid.“But why? what are you…”

“Now, Bluey, you want to take a bath or not?” The maid chastised Blueblood.

Blueblood whimpered and stood up straighter, as per her demand.

    The maid came up to the prince and hugged him, rubbing oils all over his fur as she cooed, “Now now, Bluey. I just want to give you a bath, but I need you to be my proper little colt okay?”

    She then wiped the tears from his eyes and used her telekinesis to lift him into the bath. She tilted his head back while tying his mane with a blue bow. “There. Now we can start.”

    She started with his shoulders, rubbing his muscles to relax him. “Oh, Bluey, you’re so stiff.”

    He only gave a slight nod as she moved her hooves to his upper back and began massaging. ”Mam, can you…”

    “Hush now, call me nana,” the maid whispered back.

    “Um… nana? Can you get my lower back?” Blueblood asked with wide eyes.

    “Bluey, you forgot to say please.” His maid leaned over to his ear.

    Blueblood gulped. “Please, nana, can you bathe my lower back?”

    “Yes, my little Bluey.” She began to smother his lower back with lotions and conditioner, making him shiver as she began melding them into his body. “Now, how about you lie into the water?”

    Blueblood obeyed and he moaned as the soothing water infused with the bath salts felt like silk. The maid laid his back into the water and kissed his belly up and down as she began rubbing it with her hooves, making him chuckle and kick his back legs.

She giggled and whispered, “Oh my dear, I’m glad you're enjoying this.”

    “Am nahhh…” Blueblood moaned as his maid’s hooves began to rub into his underbelly.

“Now, now, Bluey. No talking back and no being rude.” His caretaker’s stern face came back. “Remember what I told you about having good manners?”

    “Alright, nana. I’ll be a nice colt.” He nodded.

    The maid kissed him on the cheek. “That’s a good colt. Now relax, close your eyes, and let nana clean you up.” She massaged him even more while he laid in the water, drifting ever so slowly away from his mindset.

    Shining and Blueblood were now in the fancy carriage that brought them to Foal Garden.  Both of them were silent as they sat across from each other. Shining flipped his bronze card around his hooves. “So, you're planning to go back to the club?”

“I guess. We really don't have a choice.” Blueblood looked at his own membership card.

“What about the initiation?” Blueblood whispered. “You can’t believe it'll be as easy as Fancy Pants said.”

    Shining Armour was taken aback by what Blueblood said. “What? Do you know what’s really going to happen?”

    Blueblood sighed as he closed his eyes. “Remember what I said about how the rumors regarding the secret club are true? Well… there’s more to the rumor about the initiation.”

    Shining leaned in as Blueblood continued slowly and hesitantly. “ From what I heard, the initiation to the club is so embarrassing that the members are sworn to never speak about it.”

    “So he’s just lying to us?” Shining looked over at Fancy Pants one last time before the carriage departed.

    “No, not exactly. I also heard it is a big deal. But it’s never talked about so I don't know any details, it’s like hazing with a fraternity at a university.” Blueblood shrugged.

“Well, if you're going back to the club and going through with the initiation, I’ll go through it too.” Shining Armour clutched his card and put it down by his side.

Blueblood rolled his eyes. “I hate when you do that, Shining.”

Shining chuckled. “You really think that I’m trying to have one over you?”

“I don’t know. You seem to be.” Blueblood grumbled.

“Do you know what I dreamt last night? I was foal again with my mother having me suckle her teat. She cooed and cuddled me as I cried and flailed around like a helpless foal.” Shining Armour confessed and hung his head.

Blueblood jumped at what Shining had said. “Why in the world would you tell me that?”

“Because I want you to be my friend and to trust me. So we can go through this initiation together.” Shining held Blueblood’s hoof.

Blueblood stared at Shining, seeing that he was just trying to get him to open up more. “Fine. I guess I’ll tell you who Foal Heart is.”

Blueblood waited a few moments before explaining. “Foal Heart was my wet nurse and nanny for my foal and my younger colt years. She was a huge loving mare with large bouncing teats. I loved her so much, heck I suckled on her teats until I was three.” He took a deep breath. “Last night I dreamt of being a foal again, and I was loving every second of it.”

It took all of Shining’s self control too keep from laughing as Blueblood blushed and looked down at the floor.

“I’m guessing you must’ve really loved her to dream up something like that?” He lowered his eyelids.

Blueblood whispered. “I do, she was more of a mother to me than my actual mother.” He sighed again and mumbled, “Sadly, I don’t know where she is. It’s been almost ten years since I last saw her.”

Shining turned his bronze card over once again. “Have you ever thought of finding her?”

Blueblood shooked his head and looked out of the windows. “No, not really. I’ve been too preoccupied with other royal business to even consider that.”

The two left the carriage and were escorted off by two stallions. Their escort left them, and they took the cards with them as they approached the castle.

“Well I'm going to get started with work.” Shining walked forward. “Care to join me?”

Blueblood shrugged and mumbled, “Maybe later. I need to go to my room to think things over.” He trotted up the steps as Shining gave a small smile, chuffed that Blueblood had opened up for the first time since he had known him—even if it was only a minor detail.

Fancy Pants was now lying on his large canopy bed in his large ornate room. While he was busy looking around his gold and silver room like a foal with no attention span, Fleur was gently tapeing a giant white plastic diaper around his crotch. She was giving him a gentle smile as she finished pressing the tapes firmly into his crotch; to make sure it was tightly secured. She kissed him on the cheek, making him blush a bit.

“Ok, Sweetie. Are you comfy in your diapee?” Fleur smiled.

He giggled as he got up and bounced on his new diaper. ”Yes, Fleur. Comfy and snug like always.”

She then pinched his cheek and he giggled some more, embracing the attention when he spotted the mini bar across the room laden with foal bottles, canisters full of cold spring water, and cans of formula. He began to whimper and started to grasp for them, making Fleur turn her head to see what he was pointing at.

Oh? Does my little Fancy want some num nums?” she asked.

Fancy Pants whined lightly. “Yes, nana. I want a baba.”

Fleur got up and went to a cabinet filled with bottles of milk and cans of formula. She began pouring powder into a giant foal bottle with water. As she mixed it with her magic, she looked back at Fancy Pants. “So, did you enjoy Blueblood and Shining’s visit?”

Fancy Pants seemed to switch from his foalish state and replied in a more eloquent manner. “Of course, I had a wonderful time. The club hasn’t seen such satisfied patrons since the time of my late father.” He then yawned, spreading his body out on the bed and revealing his padded front.

Fleur gave him a sly smile as she screwed on the top of the foal bottle and securing the lid. She then lifted it up in her telekinesis and placed it into Fancy Pants’s hooves. He began to suckle immediately as he lifted above his face. She gave a chuckle as he continued to suck down the formula like a hungry foal.

Fleur then climbed into bed and took him into her embrace, kissing his face and rubbing his belly. After a great deal of drinking, he placed the bottle aside and asked, “My dear, are you absolutely certain that the two will return to Foal Garden? I fear that we may have shocked them too early.”

Fleur kissed him on the forehead and gave him a wink as she whispered, “Don’t worry, sweetie. They’ll return. I made sure that they’ll come back. Why do you think I gave them their pacis last night?”

Fancy Pants’s eyes shot open. “Dear Celestia! You gave our guests those pacifiers?”That was quite hasty of you, Fleur! The poor souls have not been acquainted with the full effects of the milk from last night.”

Fleur hushed her husband and stroked his mane. “Calm down. I thought they needed a bit more than the milk to be sure that they would return to the club.”

Fancy Pants’ lowered his brows and gnashed his teeth. “It was still rash—even for you, my dear.”

Fleur was now rubbing his crotch even more, with his moans getting a bit louder as she whispered in his ear. “Hush now, Fancy, everything will be alright. Soon Shiny and Bluey will come by more often to play. Isn’t that what you want?”

“Of course,” Fancy Pants replied. He then smacked his lips as he began snuggling next to Fleur, as she placed a hoof around the back end of his giant poofy diaper and patted it as if checking; to make sure it was dry, and remove with her soft tone cooed.

“Such a good boy, listening to his nana and keeping his diapee dry.” Fleur smiled and gave him a small hug.

He nodded his head with a big stupid grin. “Yeah, nana. I won’t wet the bed. I want to show Shiny and Bluey I’m a big colt.” She then nuzzled his ear and said, “You are such a good little colt. Did you make sure the aristocrats created the special projects for Shiny  and Bluey?”

“Yes, my dear. The aristocrats have been notified of their duties and will ask for the involvement of Shining and Blueblood in the deal. Now can we retire?” He stood up from the bed. “I have a meeting at one and would appreciate some rest before hoof.”

Fleur took him into her magic once more. “Of course, my little Fancy. You’re very cranky and you need a good nap.” She tucked him underneath their large golden comforter and and placed it up to his neck

Suddenly, Fancy Pants jittered around and shouted, “Roary! I want Roary!”

Fleur quickly levitated a plush manticore into her husband’s grasp and he snuggled it mumbling quietly.

“Alright, Fancy. It’s time for night nights.” Fleur laid him back onto his pillow and placed a blue pacifier in the stallion’s mouth. She then got up from the bed as he lisped through the pacifier, “Ni ni, nana.”

Fleur bent down and kissed Fancy Pants on the cheek one more time as she took a hoof and rubbed down the comforter, checking his padding to see if it was still dry and whispered. “Night, my little angel. Do you want me to sing you a lullaby?”

Fancy blurted, “Weah! I wana swong!”

His wife then began to sing softly and watched her husband suckle on his pacifier, curling up into his covers with his stuffed manticore. All the while, Fleur watched over him like a mother over her newborn foal.