Author's Note

GUYS IT'S FINALLY BUCKING HERE!

I have been planning this chapter from the start, and I am soooo excited that it's finally here! I'd really like to say I came up with this chapter on my own, but I can't. This chapter was basically inspired by Pinkie Dinky Pie by The Conflicted Writer. If you haven't read it, then GO! DO THE THING! It is ABDL perfection and the story that made me want to write an ABDL Pinkie fic in the first place.

Enjoy the chapter, guys!

Caretaking

After that first night, Pinkie grew more fond of ageplay with every passing day. The more she played and indulged herself, she grew even happier than she normally was. Everyone noticed this, including her friends, but they couldn’t pinpoint the change. One such person who saw this change was Mrs. Cake. She too had seen the change in Pinkie, and the curious part of her wanted to know what had caused it. However, there were no clues to be had to show this change.

That, however, changed one day when Mrs. Cake happened to be by her window and saw Pinkie walking into a shop she’d never seen before. When she came out a few minutes later, she was carrying a large box and grinning like mad. Mrs. Cake was one of the few ponies who could tell the difference between Pinkie’s smiles. This one was not the same as the others. She wanted to find out what it was. So when Pinkie was back at her post, and it was time for her break, Mrs. Cake went into the shop she’d seen Pinkie exit, and looked around in curiosity. The shelves were filled with adult diapers, but when she got further in, she saw pacifiers, stuffed animals, empty bottles, and even foal clothes in adult sizes.

“What… What is this place?” She asked.

“What does it look like to you?” Said a voice. Mrs. Cake jumped. She hadn’t realized anypony was there. “Sorry ma’am. Didn’t mean to frighten you. My name is Helping Heart. Can I help you?”

“I’m just a bit confused.” She said. “What is this place?”

“This place, my dear, is a haven for those who wish to regress back to a simpler time. It is a place where all are welcome to come as they are. It is a place free of judgement, and free of fear. It is a place for all ponies who wish to feel taken care of.”

“Um… can you put this in simpler terms?”

“This is a place for everypony who is interested in all things adult foal.”

“Adult foal?” She repeated.

“Ponies who enjoy acting like foals.”

“I didn’t know there was such a thing.”

“Oh yes, it’s quite common actually. More than you think.”

“Really?”

“Yes. I assume from your reaction that you’re not here to buy supplies?”

“Well, no. I… I saw someone I know come in here and I was curious.”

“I take it you know Pinkie Pie?” He said.

“How did you-?”

“She’s been the only one in today.”

Mrs. Cake half smiled. “I suppose that’s not too outlandish.”

“I take it you didn’t know?”

“As far as I know Pinkie hasn’t told anypony.”

“That’s understandable. Most ponies who live this lifestyle don’t tell anypony about it. Usually they’re too embarrassed. The only ones who try and understand their lifestyle are their caregivers.”

“Caregivers?”

“Several foals have a Mommy, Daddy, or sometimes nanny who help them through their journey. They take care of the foal and help give them a sense of safety and security. They provide the unconditional love that helps the foal express themselves.”

“I see…” Said Mrs. Cake, looking pensive.

Helping Heart let her think for a moment, then spoke. “I can sense something troubling you. Would you like to talk about it?”

“When you said they have a Mommy… I thought…”

“So, you’re thinking of becoming her mommy?”

“I… Well…”

“There’s no shame in this. This world is full of love and care. It’s about giving each other happiness.”

Mrs. Cake smiled. “I’m beginning to see that.”

“Do you have any questions for me?” He asked.

“Just one: How do I start?”

Mrs. Cake picked up a box of supplies from Helping Heart and thanked him for his help, and then went back to her home. She asked Pinkie to watch the front while she spoke to Carrot Cake about what she’d seen and experienced. When she’d explained everything, and her feelings, she looked at him, waiting for him to say something. He validated her one hundred percent. Now confident in the path she chose, she just waited for night to fall.

When evening came and the twins were asleep, she knocked gently on Pinkie’s door, holding the box.

Pinkie opened the door. “Oh! Hi Mrs. Cake! Did I forget to wash the baking sheets again?”

Mrs. Cake chuckled. “No, no, nothing like that Pinkie. I just wanted to talk to you for a minute. And I brought you a little present.”

“OOOOOH! What is it? Is it a cake? Or a pie?”

She laughed. “You’ll see. May I come in?”

“Sure!”

Mrs. Cake sat down on the bed and patted the space next to her, which Pinkie eagerly hopped into.

“I have something to show you, Pinkie.” She said. She slid the box over to her. “Open it.”

Pinkie did so with vigor, but froze when she saw the contents. “Huh? What’s going on?” She asked.

“I spoke with Helping Heart in the shop today, Pinkie. And now I understand. This is what’s been making you so happy. I’ve been wondering what that was for a long time, and when I saw you come out of the shop today, I understood. I will never judge you for what you love. And I love you unconditionally. Just like a mother should.”

Pinkie blinked. “Mother?”

Mrs. Cake explained further. “While I was in the shop, Helping Heart explained to me that there are some foals out there who have Mommies and Daddies who take care of them. From the moment he suggested it, I knew what I wanted. I love you, Pinkie Pie. You’re like a second daughter to me. And if You’ll have me, I would love to take care of you and be your Mommy.”

Pinkie’s eyes welled up with tears. “R-Really?”

Mrs. Cake nodded. “Nothing means more to me than seeing you happy. I love you, Pinkie.”

Pinkie leapt into her hooves, crying happily. “I love you too… Mommy.”