Diamond Tiara reached a hoof into her closet, which had one stack of her old, big poofy white diapers. As she started to put one on, she realized she forgot to add foal powder, but she shrugged and just passed. It’s not like she actually needed that. Once the diaper was tapped snuggly around her rump, the filly looked Into the mirror to see If anything was missing and she changed one last thing, her hair. She got the equipment needed and gave herself a more foalish look. She styled her mane into a pigtail to make her look more like a baby. Once finished she looked around the room to make sure nothing was missing, and that’s when she saw an old stuffed toy laying on the ground.

“Mr Snuffles!” Diamond Tiara screamed in excitement as she picked up her stuffed panda bear. She hadn’t really touched her favorite stuffed animal in years. It was just laying on the floor, unloved. Until now, that is. “And to think I almost gave you away to one of my cousins, I’m actually glad I didn’t”

A thought came to Diamond Tiara as she put Mr. Snuffles on her back. “I’m going to have to call Mother ‘Mommy’ again aren’t I?” She asked herself, letting out a fake gag, It had been years since she used such a foalish word. Sure, she sometimes still called her father “Daddy”, but that was different.

But that was not important, the reputation of her friend was. “I suppose I should head downstairs and show everypony the new baby,” The filly said to herself, grabbing the rest of her diapers and taking them with her. “There's no way I’m putting on the diapers Scootaloo has to wear. Those are just too girly, even for me. I can’t believe Mother still has them.”

Meanwhile, Scootaloo gasped as the new frilly diaper was placed around her rump. The design was way worse than anything she’d previously worn. It had happy little smiles and flowers on it, and from the looks of things the smiles would change to unhappy smiles if it got wet. “This can’t get any worse, can it?” She nervously asked as she was carried on Randolph's back.

Randolph booped Scootaloo on the nose before saying. “Don't worry, you cute little munchkin. Let's get going to the kitchen, I’m pretty sure Mistress Rich has some wonderful and tasty food prepared for you.” He declared, trying his best to hold the foal. “It would help if she wasn’t wiggling around so much. Oh, how could I forget foals are so wiggly? Reminds me of the times I took care of Diamond when she was a baby. Quite a shame Spoiled never had time to watch over her when she was younger.” The old butler thought to himself.

Just as Randolph entered the kitchen, Diamond Tiara ran right past him, being careful not to knock him over of course. She put her diapers down and showed her padded butt to everypony in the room. Everypony gasped! Her mother had a look of disgust on her face, Silver Spoon couldn’t help but blush and giggle, and Scootaloo… well, she was actually happy but also shocked at the same time.

Spoiled immediately marched over and shouted. “Diamond Dazzle Tiara, you remove that diaper this instant! I do not need a big filly like yourself wearing that. Just think about your reputation. Rich ponies like ourselves don’t need such padding, it’s unladylike and most uncouth.” The mare tried to remove the undergarment, but Diamond Tiara swiped her hoof away.

“No, Mother!” Tiara firmly protested. “I put this on because It's really unfair how you’re treating Scootaloo. If you’re gonna treat her like a foal then you’ll have to treat me the same way! Got it?!” She remarked, going through with her plan, a small blush coming onto her face as she did so. “And don’t think I’m afraid to use my diaper for both accidents.” She vowed (though she hoped it wouldn’t come to that).

“Fine,” Spoiled reluctantly conceded. “But I’m not going to be changing you, Randolph can do it. just like he's taking care of Sc-” But then she was interrupted by her husband.

“Randolph, I need you to spend the rest of the night with me. I might need your help with some important things.” He called from upstairs and shut his door once finished. Most likely, he needed Randolph to be up there with him to bring food and drinks (as well as hopefully learn how Spoiled was treating Scootaloo, and how this slumber party was going).

Spoiled gulped as she watched the butler leave. Before he left he at least put Scootaloo in a high chair, but now Spoiled was stuck with two foals, all to herself. “This just made things really complicated,” She said in a whisper. Truth be told, the rich mare had been expecting to have Randolph take care of the foals until Monday. But now things seem to have gone from good to bad. “Oh, I hope he doesn’t ask how I’ve been treating Scootaloo, I already have a bad rep as It is.”

Spoiled went to fetch another high chair, as seemed there was no stopping her headstrong daughter this time. Once again, it seems those cursed Cutie Mark Crusaders (or rather one of them) had planted ideas in her daughter’s mind. “Fine,” She growled, glaring at Diamond. “You want to be a foal, then I’ll treat you like one. At least It's only you two.” She felt a little confident that she might actually be able to do this, two foals was a hassle but by no means unmanageable. But all those hopes got crushed when Silver Spoon walked over to the pack of diapers.

“Ugh, I hate diapers. But this does sound kind of fun. I definitely won't go number two in this but I don’t think I’ll mind peeing in them. Besides, they do look quite comfy,” Silver Spoon commented, as she pulled a diaper out. “Oh uh, can you help me put this on, Spoiled Rich? I actually don’t know how to put it on.” She asked, blushing deeply.

Spoiled Rich’s eyes twitched as she realized that meant three, THREE foals for her to take care of. “This makes things even harder! But it’s all good, I can do this! Even though I have no experience taking care of foals on my own.” She thought, as she went to fetch the high chairs.

“Really, Silver Spoon? I thought this would be too gross for you to put up with?” Diamond Tiaras asked as Scootaloo simply smiled

“Boy, I’m sure glad I have friends like them, putting on diapers just for me.” Scootaloo though, smirking as she heard Spoiled Rich appear to be having some trouble with bringing the high chairs up.

“What can I say? When I saw you in the diaper, I was confused. But nopony should pick on Scootaloo like this,” Silver Spoon replied. “She just has bed wetting problems and… I kinda had a bedwetting issue a few weeks ago, but I got over it. I just wanted to help my best friend, so if that means putting on diapers and being a foal, I’m all over it.” She declared, hugging Diamond Tiara.

Spoiled finally came back up with the old double high chair, and placed it next to Scootaloo's. It was better than bringing two at once. She picked Diamond Tiara up first and put her into the left seat of the high chair. Then she tried her best to put the diaper on Silver Spoon. It took three tries. First, she somehow put it over her head which made everypony laugh. Then she got it around the filly’s stomach. Finally, she got it on perfectly, and placed the diaper snuggly around Silver’s bottom. Then Spoiled picked the foal up and put her in the right seat of the high chair, before she went to fetch the foal food in the kitchen. She gave both Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon carrot flavored foal food. But without even knowing it, she grabbed a different kind of foal food for Scootaloo, one that would have grave consequences later on (of course, had she known, Spoiled probably would’ve still gone through with it).

When she came back, the rich mare soon noticed both Diamond and Silver were pouting. “Let me guess, you want me to feed you as well?” She asked, receiving nods in confirmation. “Fine,” She groaned. “But I have to feed Scootaloo first. She was a baby before either of you two were.”

Scootaloo took one look at the orange colored goop in front of her and stuck out her tongue. “I’m not eating that!” She protested.

“Oh, you most certainly are,” Spoiled threatened. “Otherwise you can just starve, and I’ll take you out in public for everypony to see. I might even have to punish you if you’re gonna keep being a naughty foal.”

Scootaloo gulped and shuddered at the very thought. “A-alright, alright!” She reluctantly cooperated and opened her mouth. Surprising the foal food was good. A little spicy for some odd reason, but actually quite tasty. “Hm ,that was actually kind of... good. Can’t believe foal food tastes good.” She said, finishing her last bite.

Silver Spoon was next to be fed, and she fully cooperated. “Wow, this is way better than anything I’ve had at home!” She declared.

Once finished with Silver, Spoiled was about to pick the foal food up to offer to her daughter, but Diamond Tiara decided to be mischievous. She grabbed it and threw it at her mother's face, spilling all the food over her.

Diamond let out a fit of giggles as the food spilled onto her mother, getting her all dirty and messy. “Hehe, Mommy is messy,” She laughed and kicked her legs. “No wonder ponies used to call you Spoiled Milk.” She teased, as Spoiled got up with a glare in her eyes!

Spoiled was ready to spank her daughter, but then realized she probably shouldn’t do so. “She's just a foal…. She doesn’t understand what she did.No, gah, what am I saying?! She's a young, growing filly who doesn’t have manners! But wait I can do something else to her and her friends to make her learn her lesson!” She thought, and grabbed a triple stroller she had lying around. She’d bought it by accident a long time ago and been too proud to admit it was a waste of money.

Now that stroller was going to come in handy. “Okay, Diamond Tiara,” Spoiled remarked with a rather fiendish grin. “If you really want to play that game, then you can take a nap without your lunch.” She started picking the foals up one by one. As she finished putting them into the stroller, Spoiled realized that she’d forgotten to give them some warm milk. She decided to warm some up real quick. “I might not be that great of a mother but I happen to at least know how to warm up some milk. That has to count for something, right?” She thought, as made sure it wasn’t too hot for the babies. Once the bottles were finished, she picked the warm milk up and handed them over to the foals. They each drank their milk slowly one by one, letting it slide down their little throats.

Once they’d finished, Spoiled took the bottles and put them in the sink. She then leaned down and patted each of them on the back. Each of them let out a small burp, except for Scootaloo, who did burp but hers was bigger.

“BURRRRRP!” Scootaloo instantly covered her mouth, her face flushing red. “Excuse me.”

Spoiled smirked. “Oh, no need to be polite, you are only a foal after all. You’ve used your diapers twice already, so it's not weird that you would burp the loudest,” She let out a small laugh, “If you ask me, It seems almost as if you love your new diapees!” She then began pushing the foals towards the nursery had Tiara used as a foal (which they still had for whatever reason).

Diamond Tiara blushed deep red when her mother turned the light on. It was still the same as it had always been. It had her old, small diapers, small blankets, and even a stuffed bear that Tiara used to play with a lot. But then she noticed a rather large crib big enough for three foals to fit into. “I really wish Daddy would decorate this room, it's really not needed.” she thought as her mother grabbed each foal, and put them into the bed.

Spoiled Rich grabbed Scootaloo last, quickly checking the pegasus’ diaper and taking a peek inside. “Huh, still dry. I thought for sure I smelled something. Guess it's just my imagination.” She cooed, putting Scootaloo in the crib and covering her and the other foals up with a blanket.

But Scootaloo has had it at this point. “THAT IS IT! I can’t take this anymore!” She protested loudly! “I know you're in charge ,but I don’t need diapers! I’m NOT a bed wetter and I haven’t made a messy in a diaper since I was like five! I don’t need them!” She shouted, releasing her anger. But then she quickly grabbed her stomach as something started to leave her system. “Thank goodness it's just gas.” She thought.

“Hmm, okay, Scootaloo,” Spoiled pondered. “How about this? If you can make It until bedtime without messing yourself or wetting that diaper, I’ll remove It and I won’t tell your mother about any of this. But If you do have any and I mean ANY accidents, you have to keep the diaper on and act as much of a baby as possible. That means no complaining, and no removing the diaper, AT ALL! Do I make myself clear?!” The mare declared, thinking it wouldn’t hurt to make a little wager.

Scootaloo was shocked Spoiled would even say such a thing. She thought about it for a minute, but then firmly boasted. “Ha! Me have an accident?! Dream on! I’m not some stupid foal, It's a deal!” She reached a hoof to Spoiled Rich, they shook on it, and with that it was done. Scootaloo rested her head on the pillow, ready to sleep.

“Do you think she’ll make It Tiara?” Silver asked.

“Oh please what's the worst that could happen?” Diamond replied. “She's a grown filly, not a foal, she can control her own body. I believe she won’t have anymore accidents.” She whispered to her friend and the light was turned off.

But unknown to them, Scootaloo felt more gas coming out. She was not aware that it was not just gas, but something worse that was on the way.

Author's Note

I thank one more chapter remains, I was thinking of doing a sequel but then I realize that wouldn't work all too well, not all my stories need sequels.