The Foal Six

Chapters

Prologue: Preparations
Foal #1: Fluttershy
#2: Rainbow Dash
#3: Rarity
#4: Applejack
#5 Pinkie Pie
Foal #6: Twilight Sparkle
Playdate, Part 1: S.O.S
Playdate, Part 2: Lessons

Prologue: Preparations

“Family.” There was that funny word again, popping up in Discord’s mind at the most unexpected of times as it often did.

The reformed spirit of chaos and disharmony wasn’t exactly sure why that word so fascinated and amused him. It was not something he had ever given even a passing thought to even long after he’d become reformed. Friends, he got that. Friendship was a concept he’d once dismissed out of claw, convinced he had no need for it only to realize he did (and also wanted it).

But what of family? Ever since he could remember, the draconequus never had one. Maybe he’d had parents at one point and maybe he’d never had them, he couldn’t remember and he couldn’t care a bit if he did.

So why was family on his mind once again? That was something that puzzled even him, a creature who relished in the things that made no sense and defied explanation.

Maybe the events over the previous Hearth’s Warming had touched off something inside him? He could distinctly remember noticing Flurry Heart and her parents, how cute and innocent the child seemed to be despite her ability to cause trouble.

But it wasn’t like it was the first time he had ever seen a foal, far from it. Despite infrequent appearances in Ponyville since his reformation the spirit had seen plenty of foals roaming around. Some were the same age as the Cutie Mark Crusaders if not older, some had their cutie marks and others did not. They would usually be the ones playing games and talking with each other. Other foals were much younger, Discord noticing that they never left their parents’ side for more than a minute or two. And he’d come to learn all about the things that apparently were needed to care for these younger foals or babies as they were called. Diapers, strollers, pacifiers, rattles, terms like that were not alien to him. All of them could be tied to family.

“That must be it!” The spirit finally realized one day while in the process of dirtying his dishes and putting dust bunnies under his couches. “I want a family. I want to have little chaos makers of my own running around.”

However there was one problem that got in the way. In order to have a family and especially to have foals, one needed to have someone with whom they were in love with. Of course there was also adoption, but something told Discord that on his own he was not likely to be approved (assuming whoever was in charge of the adoption process even bothered to stick around).

Did that stop the draconequus? Of course not! He was Discord, he always found a way to make the impossible possible! If he wanted a family he would have one way or another.

“Well, if I’m going to raise a family of my very own I might as well get everything needed to take care of these ‘babies’,” Discord said to himself and snapped his talons, dawning a rather lavish dress with a red leather purse that hung over the shoulder. Then he teleported out of his dimension and into Ponyville proper. “Lucky for me I know just the place to shop. The local foal store!”

The foal store (the exact name of it escaped Discord for the time being) despite its modest outward appearance, was a sight to behold on the inside. The tiled floors were colored in alternating panels of baby blue and baby pink with the walls and ceiling being solid pink and blue stripes. The isles stretched on for what seemed like forever, stocked to the brim with foal supplies of every size, variety, and brand possible. And several cheerful ponies wearing light yellow uniforms worked the registers, scanning the products of customers whether they were with a child, an older pony, or just themselves.

The spirit noticed an abandoned shopping cart near the front of the store. “Well if no one else is gonna use it, I might as well take it,” He said as he snapped his talons and the cart rolled over to him. “Now let’s do some serious shopping! No aisle will be left unturned!”

With a hearty laugh the draconequus rolled his cart down the isles one by one, stopping as needed to admire the loads of merchandise that seemed to have no end to them. Whenever something caught his eye, he just snapped his talons and it floated down from its shelf and into his cart. He bought everything and anything! Foal food, cribs, changing tables, toys, pacifiers, and diapers of course.

But he also bought some items that seemed “optional” for some foals. Things like foal bouncers and even a training potty. He didn’t really know why he might need them for he had only a vague idea of what they were intended for, but Discord wanted to be prepared. For his first ever family he would spare no expense, his foals would have only the very best that magic could buy!

One might think that the huge amounts of supplies he was buying would cause Discord’s cart to overflow, but the wity spirit was prepared for such an occasion. Snapping his talons, he shrank everything down to almost microscopic size. “Got to safe enough room for all.” He told himself. He didn’t care that ponies could hear him talking to himself, they thought he was weird anyway.

At last the chaotic shopping spree came to an end. Discord waited impatiently in line until it was his turn at the register. He effortlessly removed all the things from his cart, watching as they were scanned and bagged, all the while paying no attention to the increasing price as it continued to go higher and higher.

“You’re sure you want all of this?” A familiar looking cream colored earth pony questioned. “You planning to donate to an orphanage or something?”

“Oh no no no,” Discord shook his head. “It’s all for myself. And I assure you I have a need for every last thing. By the way, do I know you from somewhere? I feel like I’ve seen you around before.”

The earth pony mare shook her head. “I assure you you’re imagining things. We’ve never met. I’m just taking this job because my best friend told me it pays well. Speaking of pay, your total comes to five hundred and fifty five bits. Hope you’ve brought enough money.”

“Did I ever!” Discord declared as he grabbed the purse from his lavish dress and opened it up, proceeding to pull out a massive treasure chest and a key. He inserted the key into the lock and the chest opened up, revealing an entire stash of bits! “Keep the change!” He told the clerk as he secured his stuff and exited with a snap of his talons.

Returning to his house in his dimension, Discord unpacked all the foal supplies and quickly set to work on putting everything in its proper place. The different jars of foal food were stuffed into the fridge with no rhyme or reason to their placement. The bottles were put in a cabinet above the kitchen sink and the dishes that had yet to be dirtied. The “optional” things he put beneath the sofa, intending to get to them whenever he could be bothered to find out what they were for. Lastly, he set up the cribs and the changing table in the back room of his house, turning it into a nursery. And he made sure to store the diapers and changing supplies inside the changing table’s drawers for easy access.

Now came the hard part. “I really hate to do this, it’s such lovely chaos,” Discord told himself as he eyed the chaotic state of his house, including things like the floating furniture and the stairs that led to nowhere. “But if I’m going to have little ones running around this place, I simply can’t risk any accidents. This realm contains many horrors not safe for foals and letting them be exposed to them would be a big no no.”

With that, Discord summoned copies of himself and instructed them to get the place foal proofed. Though with one specific instruction. “Don’t completely take away all the chaos. We don’t want another episode like the ‘normal’ catastrophe we had with Fluttershy.”

So the copies set to work in their given tasks, completing the job in no time at all. They had left the stairs that led to nowhere alone and the chaseable lounge chair, but some of the more chaotic things like the portal had been covered up.

At last everything was ready. Or it would be if not for one glaring problem that Discord still faced, he needed actual foals to care for. “Maybe I could borrow a foal or two for a while?” He thought to himself while he paced back and forth, deep in thought. “Or maybe there are some foals in need of a good home that I could provide?”

But the spirit dismissed them out of claw. “I only know of two foals I could actually borrow, I don’t think the Cakes would want me anywhere near their little ones. And I’m certainly not going to ask if I can just take in some random foals from somewhere, everypony will either think it’s a prank or just ask me why I want them. So what’s a draconequus to do in a situation like this?” He asked himself.

At last the idea came to him. “Of course! Why didn’t I just think of that in the first place?” He exclaimed in happiness. “They say friends are always there for you when you need them, and I most certainly need them now. The problem is, I don’t think they’ll just agree to be my foals and I didn’t buy foal supplies and toys in their size.”

“Well there’s an easy fix to that,” Another version of Discord whispered. “You can pull off age spells without breaking a sweat. Just turn them into foals, they could all certainly use a break from their adult responsibilities anyway.”

“True, but I can’t leave them stuck like that forever. And I can’t imagine they’d say yes.” Discord replied to the other version of himself.

“Whoever said it’ll be permanent? Just turn them into foals for a day or two,” The other Discord suggested. “And you could always stretch the truth a bit. Easier to ask for their apology afterward rather than for their permission now.”

Discord smiled. “Why thank you, me! I must say, we make a great team together.”

“About time I get some recognition for my ideas!” The other Discord snorted in a hint of jealousy.

Discord paid his other self no mind. “I already have the perfect pony in mind to be the first volunteer. Our good friend, Fluttershy.” He said to himself and began to make a plan.

Author's Note

just a small nice change of idea I thought of, felt like a collab story. the CMC were going to be added originally but maybe they can be next in a sequel or something.

Foal #1: Fluttershy

Fluttershy didn’t think it was at all out of the ordinary when Discord invited her to his house in his dimension. She’d already been there once before for a tea party and had enjoyed herself (once Discord had started being his usual chaotic self of course). He hadn’t said what this occasion was for, but that just made it a fun surprise to look forward to.

It wasn’t long before the pegasus mare with a coat of yellow was knocking on the front door of Discord’s house, fully expecting to be greeted by her good friend. Instead, however, the door simply swung open all by itself.

Fluttershy stepped inside, suspecting nothing. “Discord?” She called when she saw no sign of the draconequus anywhere.

There was no reply. Fluttershy called again. “Discord? Are you there? It’s me, Fluttershy.”

Nothing but silence. The pegasus was starting to become worried ever so slightly, where could her friend be? He’d invited her over to his house, so why wasn’t he there to greet her?

Trotting through the house, the pegasus took notice of how “different” everything felt. It was as if there’d been some cleaning and reorganizing done. Especially since there was gravity.

All of a sudden as she neared the back of the house, Fluttershy started to feel strange. It felt like she was shrinking somehow. “Discord?” She called out again, her voice sounding high pitched for some reason.

Without warning, the pegasus felt herself be scooped up! She barely had time to react before she found herself on some kind of strange yet comfy table. Fluttershy tried to sit up, only to be gently pushed back down.

“Ah ah, no wiggling,” A familiar wacky voice called out in a coo. “Wouldn’t want you to roll off the table and get a boo boo.”

Looking up, the pegasus’ moderate cyan eyes found themselves staring straight up into the eyes of Discord. The spirit looking a lot taller for some reason and dressed in a nanny outfit. “Discord?! What’s going on?! Why is everything so big?!” Fluttershy demanded.

“You mean, you haven’t noticed yet?” Discord inquired as he held out a small mirror.

Looking at the mirror, Fluttershy nearly gasped in surprise. For staring right back at her was a somewhat scrawny looking pegasus foal with a butter yellow coat, moderate cyan eyes, and a small wisp of light pink for her mane and tail. “Is that… me?” She asked and got her answer when she saw the foal reflected in the mirror speak. “Oh my! I’m… I’m a foal again!” The little pegasus realized with a squeak. “How did this happen?”

“Surprise!” Discord happily exclaimed as he put away the mirror. “You’re officially my foal now, Fluttershy! And Daddy Discord is gonna take good care of you.”

“Wait, you turned me into this?” Fluttershy realized, and when Discord nodded in confirmation she asked. “Why? I mean… if you wanted a foal so badly you could’ve just asked.”

“Oh but it’s more fun this way,” Discord responded. “You get to relive your foalhood, and I get to get in touch with my parental self.”

Fluttershy pouted and gave Discord what looked like a foalish version of her patented stare. “Discord, you can’t just regress ponies like this. I have big pony responsibilities to take care of,” And then she asked her friend. “Without me, who’s going to take care of all my animal friends or keep an eye on Sweet Feather Sanctuary? Not just anypony can do those things you know.”

But the spirit only waved a claw. “Oh you needn’t worry about that, Fluttershy. I already have that taken care of. I made sure to contact your friend from the Equestrian Society for the Preservation of Rare Creatures. Tree… whatever her name was.”

Fluttershy still glared at Discord. “But I can’t be a foal forever, Discord! Tree Hugger can’t manage my responsibilities all by herself.”

“I didn't say it was permanent now did I?” Discord retorted. “I just cast a spell on you. It only lasts for forty eight hours and then you go back to being a grown-up again. Think of this as a well deserved vacation. You’ve been working so hard lately. Haven’t you ever wished you could get away from it all, just for a little while?”

At that the pegasus foal paused. “Well, I suppose caring for all those animals can get pretty stressful. And I have been curious what it would be like to be a foal again, it always seemed like a simpler time. You’re sure it only lasts forty eight hours, right?”

The spirit gave a firm nod. “I’m absolutely one hundred percent sure. So, are you going to cooperate, or should I just leave you here until the spell wears off?”

“Oh you don’t need to worry, I’ll be the best foal there ever was. I promise,” Fluttershy smiled and then giggled. “This should be fun.”

“Excellent!” Discord happily exclaimed and cheered for himself for a moment, before he regained his composure. “Now lay down and hold still, and I’ll put the diaper on.”

“Diaper?” Fluttershy asked.

Discord nodded, bending down a bit as he opened a drawer of the changing table and pulling out a soft, white, crinkly undergarment. “Foals wear diapers, right? I have to put this on you so you don’t do your… erhm… ‘business’ on the floor.”

“But I don’t need a diaper! I can just use the bathroom or fertilize the soil like I sometimes do if I’m outside.” The shy pegasus admitted with a blush.

“Well I hate to tell you this, but when I turned you into a foal you lost a lot of motor controls.” Discord replied.

“What do you mean? I can move just fine.” Fluttershy retorted as she stood up, only for her legs to wobble and cause her to fall down. Fortunately, the padded surface of the changing table gave her a soft landing.

“Do you see now?” Discord explained to his regressed friend. “You may still have your adult mind, but your body is as undeveloped as a foal. So I’m afraid you’ll have to wear a diaper for as long as the spell lasts. If you can’t walk, I’m pretty sure you won’t be able to know when you need to answer nature’s call if you know what I mean.”

Reluctantly, the pegasus foal lay back down on the changing table and spread her legs. “Okay, fine, you can diaper me. But the next time you decide to do this with me, ask first. It’s not nice to just regress ponies without their permission.”

“Duly noted,” Came the reply from the spirit. “Now please hold still, I haven’t really done this before.”

Despite the lack of practice, the spirit of chaos and disharmony managed to put the diaper on his regressed friend without too much trouble (though he did accidentally put it over her head originally). Soon he was fastening the tabs and working in some foal powder. “There we go, nice and snug.” He cooed, giving his friend’s diapered rear a gentle but firm pat.

Fluttershy giggled, delighting in the crinkles her diaper made whenever she pressed a hoof to the front of it. “Wow, this is nice. It’s like having a pillow or a sofa cushion tied around my rump.” She observed as she was helped down from the changing table. She tried to stand on her four hooves, but the added bulk of the diaper pushed her legs apart and made her legs wobble like wet noodles. “Whoa!” She exclaimed as she nearly lost her balance. “No wonder foals always waddle or crawl everywhere.”

Discord simply smiled at the adorable sight, his friend looked so cute. “If you ever need anything from me, just ask. I’m your Daddy Discord now, and Daddy is here to take good care of his little ones.” He instructed in a cooing fashion.

“Okay.” Fluttershy innocently replied and then waddled out of the nursery. With everything looking so much bigger now, Discord’s house was ripe for exploration. Maybe she’d even find some good hiding places for use later on.

Waddling took some getting used to for Fluttershy, it wasn’t as fast as trotting or flying. But it wasn’t long before she had a good pace going and was waddling around the place. She had no particular destination in mind, she wanted to see everything that there was to see.

Before long she had reached the living room, taking notice of the fact that Discord had covered up the portal. “Probably didn’t want anypony to jump into it, not that I would. I don’t even know where it would take me.” She thought to herself and she wasn’t curious enough to try and find out. If Discord had covered it up, it had to be for a good reason.

The little pegasus next turned her attention to one of the nearby sofas. Rather than try to climb up onto them, however, she waddled beneath them. When she was fully grown the most she could do was stick her head under sofas like this. Being small meant she could freely explore beneath them and see what there was to see.

With moderate cyan eyes scanning back and forth, the pegasus briefly saw the faint outline of two boxes but she pushed them aside. They didn’t interest her. What did interest her were a pair of dust bunnies. “Wow! You two look just like Angel Bunny,” She giggled as she crawled towards them. “Are you related by any chance?”

The dust bunnies said nothing.

“Oh of course, silly me. You’re dust bunnies, you don’t talk.” Fluttershy giggled again as she thought. “Why would I think they could? That’s something a foal would do. But Discord said I still have my adult mind.”

Before the pegasus had much of a chance to think about this, though, she found herself being pulled out from under the sofa by what felt like magic. Soon she was face to face with Discord once again. “Now now, you can’t just go wandering off wherever you feel like, Fluttershy,” He lightly scolded. “What if you got stuck somewhere?”

“I’m sorry, Discord,” Fluttershy apologized. “But I met these dust bunnies beneath your sofa. I didn’t know you had so many.”

“Well I like to have them for company,” Discord explained. “And call me Daddy. After all, you’re in my care now and you agreed to be my foal.”

“Okay, Daddy,” Fluttershy corrected herself. “What should we do?”

Just then, a loud rumbling sound filled the air. The two knew what that meant.

“Looks like it’s feeding time,” Discord cooed. “And lucky for you, Daddy Discord has only the finest selection of num-nums on the menu.”

With a snap of his talons, the wity spirit had teleported himself and his young charge into the kitchen, plopping the foal down into a high chair. He fastened the bar and tied a pink bib around her neck. With another snap of his talon the fridge door swung open, and out of it floated a series of jars full of various colored goop like substances. “Now, take your pick. I’ve got Mashed Peas, Cream of Carrot, Pureed Banana, Strawberry Surprise, and many more.” He told his little one.

Fluttershy arched an eyebrow upward. “Foal food?”

“Oh come on, don’t tell me you’re a picky eater!” Discord complained! “I spent good money on this stuff, and you’re going to eat it! Or you can just starve, it’s your choice!”

Fluttershy started to sniffle a bit at that, causing the spirit to realize he had gone just a little too far. “Oh dear,” He realized and hastily apologized. “Fluttershy, I’m sorry I yelled at you just then.” He gave her a small pat on the head as a way to make her feel better.

“It’s okay, Discord,” Fluttershy apologized back. “You’re right, I am being a picky eater. My mom and dad said that as a foal I was extremely picky about what I’d eat, and they always let me get away with not eating something if I didn’t like it. You’re not like my parents though, you want to make sure I eat what you feed me. I’m sorry I’m being so demanding, whatever you wanna feed me is fine, as long as it’s not Mashed Peas. I hate Mashed Peas, they’re yucky!”

“Got it, no Mashed Peas for you,” Discord commented as he materialized a sketch pad and crossed out the green colored goop. “So how do you feel about Pureed Banana?”

The foal licked her lips in eagerness. “Oh that sounds delicious!”

“Good, Pureed Banana it is!” Discord declared as he unscrewed the lid of the jar and dipped a plastic spoon into the yellow mush. “Here comes the choo-choo train!” He cooed, making light chugging sounds with his mouth.

The pegasus foal opened her mouth wide in cooperation, letting Discord deposit the delicious tasting food onto her tongue. She swallowed it and savored its sweet taste, it was so yummy!

The feeding process went on and on like this for a couple of minutes, Fluttershy cooperating the entire time. No traces of foal food got onto her bib or her face, all of it went into her stomach. But after Discord had screwed the lid back on and put the jar away, the foal with a coat of butter yellow started to feel rather strange, almost bloated.

“What’s wrong?” Discord asked his young charge when he saw the troubled look on her face.

“I think my tummy hurts.” Was all Fluttershy could get out.

Thinking fast (and drawing on a scene he’d seen a few weeks ago), the spirit picked up Fluttershy, held her over his shoulder, and started patting her back a couple of times. Soon he was rewarded for his efforts, when he heard a great big burp. “Better?” He asked his regressed friend.

Fluttershy nodded, she felt much less bloated now.

“Alright,” Discord began. “Now how about we-” But his sentence trailed off as a rather nasty stench reached his nostrils! “Oh no!” He exclaimed in horror, realizing what it probably meant.

Sure enough, a quick look at Fluttershy revealed that the stench was indeed coming from her. “Sorry,” She apologized as her face flushed red in shame. “This is usually the time of day when I go to the bathroom after breakfast. I didn’t even notice I had to go until it was too late.”

With a snap of his talons, the spirit put on a gas mask. “Sweet Celestia, what do you eat?!” He remarked as he put on some gloves and then carefully picked up the stinky foal. “We’d better get you changed right away!”

It wasn’t long before Fluttershy was on the changing table once again, this time having her messy diaper changed. It really did make her feel like a foal, relaxed and carefree while a trusted caretaker was cleaning her up.

Discord moved quick as a flash during the whole changing process, never once removing his mask or his gloves. He undid the tabs and let the old diaper fall from Fluttershy’s waist, dropping it into a nearby diaper pail with a snap of his talons. Another snap of his talons and wet wipes floated over, wiping down Fluttershy’s rump until it was spotless. After that came the new diaper, taped up with another snap of the talons. Last but not least came the powder, Discord opting to pour a massive helping of it into the diaper so that the smell of cornstarch would drown out the lingering odor of manure.

Fluttershy coughed and sneezed as clouds of foal powder enveloped her. “Discord, that’s too much!” She complained as even her snout began white.

“Oopsie!” Discord apologized as he realized his mistake. Snapping his talons once more, the foal powder stopped. Only then did he opt to remove his gloves and his gas mask, breathing in the fresh scents of cornstarch from the powder and lavender from the wet wipes. “Well, after that display, I think you’ve earned a nap so that I can recover from that stinky surprise.” He declared.

Fluttershy yawned. “That sound like a good idea. I usually like to take an afternoon nap anyway.” It wasn’t long before Discord had placed her in a crib, tucked her in, and put a pacifier in her mouth. Discord quickly snapped his fingers and made a yellow blankie appear, “I’m sure Fluttershy will be happy to have this when she wakes up.” He whsipered and put the blankie by her..

“She’s such a little angel when she’s not stinky,” Discord thought to himself as he departed the nursery. “But she could use a playmate. And I know just the pony for the job.”

#2: Rainbow Dash

Confident that Fluttershy would be asleep for some time still to come, Discord took the opportunity to depart his dimension. Convincing Rainbow Dash wouldn’t be as easy as Fluttershy, especially since he’d been told he couldn’t just up and regress ponies without permission.

He found the rainbow maned pegasus at her house in the middle of one of her chillaxing sessions, sunglasses and all and with a Daring Do book off to the side.

Naturally, the brash speedster and part-time Wonderbolt was not pleased to have her view of the sun blocked out by Discord’s tall form. She groaned and lifted up her sunglasses. “Discord, do you mind? I am trying to chillax here!”

“Oh, a thousand apologies,” Discord sincerely bowed. “I thought you were in the middle of something important.”

“Yeah, chillaxing. It’s serious business,” Rainbow retorted with a snort. “So if you wouldn’t mind standing aside, I can get back to it.”

The spirit stood aside, watching as the pegasus lowered her sunglasses and started to resume her optimal chillaxing position. Clearly she was in one of her lazy moods.

“Well, since you obviously have more important things to worry about I’ll just leave you to it,” The draconequus commented in that back handed tone of voice for which he was famous (among other things) “I mean, I was going to invite you over to my place to see Fluttershy. But if you’re more interested in chillaxing then…”

“Wait? You’re inviting me to your place in your dimension?” Rainbow questioned as she lifted up her sunglasses again.

Discord just rolled his eyes. “Stop repeating everything I say! I don’t do it to you, do I?”

“I’m just trying to process all this, I’ve never been invited to your place before,” The rainbow maned pegasus commented. “What’s your game?”

“Game? You think I have an ulterior motive behind all of this?” Discord innocently retorted. “I just wanted to do something nice for a friend. I just thought you might like a chance to see how awesome my dimension is!”

“If you’re trying to bait me into something, it’s not gonna work!” Rainbow Dash growled. “You’re up to something, Discord! And I know that when you get up to something, it always leads to trouble.”

“Why would I be causing trouble? Fluttershy’s already at my place, having the time of her life I might add,” Discord responded, continuing the innocent tone. “I thought I’d invite you over to play with her, since the two of you are friends and all.”

“Oh is that all? You want me to be a guest for another one of your tea parties?” Rainbow guessed.

Discord tried not to gulp. “Well actually, it’s something more than that. You see-”

But Rainbow put a hoof to Discord’s mouth. “You don’t have to lie to me, Discord. A tea party’s a tea party. I may not exactly like ‘em, but if Fluttershy wants me to attend one then I’m going to attend. I don’t have anything else I need to do today, I already fed Tank and I’m currently on leave from the Wonderbolts. Just point me in the direction of your place and I’ll be there!”

“Alright, but I should warn you that this will be an experience unlike any other.” Discord warned. The spirit hoped that it would arouse Rainbow’s curiosity and suspicion.

It didn’t. Rainbow simply replied. “I’m ready for anything, bring it on!”

“She has no idea what she’s getting in for.” Discord thought but was at a loss as to how to tell Rainbow what was going to happen to her. She’d probably laugh it off as a joke. So he just used his talons to rip open a portal big enough for his guest to fly through. “My place in ten minutes, don’t be late.”

Rainbow Dash flew through the portal just after Discord had departed. It took her awhile to find her way to his house, his dimension was full of twists and turns and dead end pathways.

At last the pegasus mare landed on what she assumed was the front doorstep of Discord’s house. Surprisingly it was the least chaotic looking thing in the entire dimension, which Rainbow found quite odd.

She knocked on the door, not sure whether to expect a reply. Instead the door swung open almost as if by its own accord. The part-time Wonderbolt found that just the tiniest bit odd, before she remembered where she was. “Of course Discord would have a self-opening door. It’s just the kind of chaos he’d like.” So she made her way inside, suspecting nothing.

However, upon setting hoof inside, Rainbow was shocked to discover a startling lack of tea party stuff. In fact, it looked like there had been some cleaning up around the place, an effort made to remove chaos rather than add to it. She had once overheard from Fluttershy something about Discord going normal and it almost destroying him. Was that what was happening now? Was Discord going normal again?

And where the heck was Fluttershy? Shouldn’t she be here, hanging out with Discord?

“Fluttershy?” Rainbow called, surprised at how squeaky and high-pitched her voice sounded. And when she looked at herself, her hooves look small and a little bit pudgy. And why did everything look so darn big all of a sudden? Had she shrunk?

Before the mare with a coat of light grayish-cerulean could ponder this dilemma for long, she found herself being scooped up by what felt like a paw.

“Ah, there you are, Rainbow Dash,” The familiar voice of Discord spoke in a coo. “What are you doing running around without protection?”

“Protection?” Rainbow questioned. Now there was no denying the squeakiness to her voice. “What did you do to me?!” She demanded of the spirit.

“Oh you’ll soon see. But first we need to get you padded up.” Discord instructed as he effortlessly carried Rainbow to the back, her moderate cerise eyes taking notice of what appeared to be a giant nursery, complete with several cribs and a changing table.

It wasn’t until she happened to look at herself in a passing mirror, that Rainbow saw what had happened to her! Somehow she had regressed to the size of a foal, with only a small tuft of rainbow for a mane and tail, pudgy little hooves, and her moderate cerise eyes reduced to little round dots. “Hey?! Why am I a foal?!” She demanded of Discord as she was laid on the changing table.

“Oh didn’t I say?” Discord responded as he bent down to retrieve a diaper. “There’s a bit of a spell I put on this place. It’s nothing major, just a simple regression spell that lasts for forty eight hours.”

Rainbow growled and kicked about as she felt her legs be spread apart and a diaper slid under her rump. “I can’t believe you tricked me, Discord! I never would’ve said yes if I’d known you were gonna turn me into some stupid little foal! And I definitely don’t need diapers, those things will just slow me down!”

“Oh come now, Dashie,” Discord cooed as he struggled to get the diaper on his squirming charge. “I did try to tell you what it involved, but you insisted on cutting me off every time I tried to explain myself. Besides, all foals wear diapers.”

“Not me! And I’m not a foal!” The now regressed Wonderbolt retorted as the diaper was taped up despite her protests. “Just wait until I tell Fluttershy about this! You’re in big trouble, mister!”

But just then a familiar, gentle voice called out from the blue. “Dashie? Is that really you?” And a moment later, who should appear in Rainbow’s field of vision but a very familiar looking foal with a coat of butter yellow, moderate cyan eyes, and a small wisp of pink for a mane and tail?

Rainbow gasped in shock! “Fluttershy?! You’re here too?!”

“Oh yes,” Fluttershy nodded and then giggled. “I had no idea you were going to be part of this too.” She quickly picked up her tiny blankie that Discord had given her, she found it oddly comforting to have it near her.

“I’m not!” Rainbow retorted as she was lifted off the changing table! “I am not a foal and there is no way I’m wearing some stupid diaper! For the record, I haven’t wet the bed since I was four.”

“Well you’re not four at the moment now are you? In fact, you look as small as a two year old. You will definitely need these diapers, Wainbow Dash,” Discord cooed, and still holding his rainbow maned charge, he waved a finger and lightly scolded. “You know it’s rude to raise your voice at a grown-up. Especially your Daddy Discord who just got you all diapered up.” He said, using one of his claws to pat her diaper softly

“Buck you!” Rainbow growled as she kicked about in protest! “You’re not my dad! You turn me back to normal this instant or I’m gonna make you sorry!” And she proceeded to deliver a firm kick to Discord’s snout!

“Ouch!” The spirit doubled back for a second, thankfully managing to hold his grip. “You actually hurt me!” He complained.

Giggling, Rainbow Dash stuck out her tongue and taunted. “Yeah? Well there’s a lot more where that came from! So change me back right now and do the same for Fluttershy!”

But the draconequus just narrowed his eyes. “Rainbow Dash, you are a very naughty foal!”

“Yeah? Well I’m not putting up with your horse apples! You’re starting to peeve me off!” Rainbow bitterly remarked.

“Oh my my, you have quite the potty mouth it seems,” Discord scolded. “Well there’s only one thing to do with potty mouth foals like you.”

All of a sudden, Rainbow’s eyes widened in horror! “You wouldn’t!”

As if in answer to her challenge, Discord snapped his talons and produced a bar of soap. “We’re going to have to clean that filthy tongue of yours, young mare.”

“No! Wait! I was just kidding! Please, I promise I’ll be good! I’ll do anything you say!” Rainbow pleaded but it was no use. Her mouth was opened and Discord ran the bar of soap over her teeth and her tongue, scrubbing thoroughly. The foal gagged at the soap’s stale taste, all the while she could hear Fluttershy trying (and failing) to hold back some giggles.

The torment lasted only for about a minute or two, but for poor Rainbow Dash it felt like an eternity.

When it was over, the foal found herself being floated over to what appeared to be a giant foal swing. And indeed it was for she was soon strapped into it, said swing pushing her legs apart even more and causing them to dangle off the floor of the nursery. “Hey, what’s this for?! Haven’t I been punished enough?!” She demanded.

Discord shook his head. “I don’t think so, Dashie. Not only did you use bad words but you also hit me when I was just trying to help you.”

“I don’t need your help! And for the record, I don’t approve of any of this!” Rainbow growled! “If I wanted to be treated like a foal again, I could easily go see my parents. They treat me like one a lot as it is, and even they don’t go this far.”

The spirit only sighed and shook his head. “You really shouldn’t have said that, my little friend. Because now I’m going to make your punishment worse,” He produced a timer from seemingly nowhere, wound it up, and set it on a shelf out of reach of Rainbow’s hooves. “You can just sit here and bounce all you like until the timer dings. While you’re at it, maybe you can think about what you did and how wrong it is was.”

Rainbow looked across to Fluttershy, pleading with her fellow foal. “Fluttershy! You can make Discord stop! Tell him I’m sorry and that I didn’t mean the things I said and did.”

Fluttershy only shook her head in response. “Sorry Dashie, but I’m not the one who acted like an ill behaved foal. You did a bad thing and you need to be punished for it.”

Discord clapped his paws together in approval. “Bravo, Fluttershy! Bravo! It seems my ways of parenting aren’t completely lost on my little ones after all,” He scooped her up and then sweetly told her. “As a reward, you can help your Daddy Discord bake some delicious cookies. How’s that sound?”

Fluttershy licked her lips. “That sounds delicious!” And then she and Discord vanished as the spirit snapped his talons again, leaving Rainbow all alone in the nursery. Suspended in a foal swing from which it seemed she could not escape.

It naturally didn’t take long for the rainbow maned foal to grow bored. She supposed her punishment could be worse, she could’ve gotten a spanking and that would’ve hurt (she could vaguely remember one time her mom had spanked her for breaking a priceless vase, and her rump had been sore for the rest of the day). But that didn’t mean she wanted to be stuck in a giant foal swing, especially since her hooves couldn’t reach her diaper to poke and prod at it.

With nothing else to do, she reluctantly used the foal swing for its intended purpose. She swung back and forth a couple of times, pushing herself as best she could. But even that could do little to alleviate her boredom.

“Ugh!” The foal groaned in frustration. “I want to get out of this stupid foal swing already! I get that I did a bad thing, and I already had my mouth washed out for it. What good is sitting in this stupid swing going to do me?”

A quick glance up at the timer revealed that it had barely budged at all, it still had about half an hour to go before it would ding. Rainbow was not going to wait around for that! There had to be a way to get out of the foal swing before the timer went off.

She tried to swing back and forth to build up momentum and knock the timer off the shelf. But it seemed that no matter how hard she tried she couldn’t reach it. Curse Discord for putting the timer in a foal proof spot. Since when had he ever been good with foals?

Since the timer wouldn’t budge, Rainbow instead turned her attention to the foal swing and her diaper. The foal noticed that if she wiggled a bit, her diaper would wiggle too and seem to slide (likely due to how much the foal swing pushed her legs and lower body apart). That gave her an idea. A naughty one to be sure but an idea still the same.

“Okay diaper, time for you to be good for something!” Rainbow thought to herself and started wiggling as hard as she could. The more she wiggled, the more her diaper wiggled and slid. She then began to flap her wings, straining herself quite a bit as she tried to wiggle out of her diaper and thus the foal swing.

At last the brash tomboyish foal was rewarded for her efforts as she rose out of the foal swing, her diaper sliding off with a series of crisp crinkles as it fell to the bottom of the swing. “Oh yeah! Take that you stupid swing!” Rainbow boasted and stuck out her tongue.

The foal glanced up at the timer again. She still had roughly twenty five minutes to go before it would go off. Discord and Fluttershy were probably still baking cookies together, unaware of her escape.

Rainbow briefly thought about crawling to the kitchen to help but she quickly rejected it. Discord would be sure to notice that she had gotten out of the foal swing and removed her diaper. And he’d just plop her right back into that foal swing and probably tape the diaper up more snuggly, maybe even increase the amount of time she’d have to stay in the swing.

Besides, this was a golden opportunity to do some exploring. She had never been to Discord’s house before, she wanted to see everything there was to see.

Flying proved to be difficult though. Rainbow Dash found herself flapping her wings for longer just to cover a distance that as an adult she’d have already cleared. Plus her wings were starting to get sore. “Guess I’ll just crawl and give my wings a rest.” She thought and lowered herself to the ground just as she was about to exit the nursery.

The foal with a coat of grayish-light cerulean crawled around the house, taking care to avoid the kitchen and thus detection by either Discord or Fluttershy.

But there wasn’t much about Discord’s place that fascinated the foal. There was the obvious mismatched floors and walls, and the furniture that floated on the ceiling upside down. But that was stuff that Discord did outside his dimension whenever he felt like it.

Just as the foal was about to give up on her search of the house though, she discovered what appeared to be the door to a bathroom. “Never knew Discord had a bathroom. Wonder if it’s an different from a regular bathroom?” She thought aloud and carefully crawled through the door and into the room proper.

Alas, the bathroom was a standard affair with the usual plumbing fixtures: A sink, a bathtub with an attached shower head, a mirror, and of course a toilet.

However, by a stroke of luck the toilet lid had been left up. Maybe the water in the toilet was actually chocolate milk? That seemed like something Discord would do, he already showered in chocolate milk sometimes. So with a great deal of flapping, Rainbow managed to fly up to the seat and grasp it with her hooves. It was a little bit slippery, especially when she wasn’t used to balancing on her hooves in her regressed state. But she managed and peered down into the bowl as best she could.

“Aw, that’s lame. It’s plain old toilet water.” Rainbow groaned in dismay. There was nothing special about this toilet. Had she come all this way for nothing?

But then the foal got an idea. She was still pretty mad with Discord for regressing her like this, and she wanted to get back at him. And what better way to make him regret turning her into a foal than by doing what foals loved to do best? Flushing stuff down the toilet.

The only question was: What to flush? It needed to something that would be easy to notice was not there. Glancing around the bathroom, the rainbow maned foal’s wandering eyes fell upon a rubber duck that was resting on the side of the tub. That was good a place as any to start. She hopped down from the toilet seat, crawled across the bathroom floor and grabbed the duck. Holding it tightly in her hooves, she carried it back to the toilet and dropped it into the bowl. Then she carefully made her way over to the handle. “Bye bye ducky!” She declared and forced the handle down, watching with delight as the rubber duck spun around and disappeared down the drain with a squeak.

Rainbow giggled. “This is so much fun! Now, what else can I flush?” She scanned the bathroom again, soon noticing a bar of soap that rested in a dish near the sink. Was it the same bar of soap that Discord had used to wash her mouth? The little pegasus didn’t know and she didn’t really care. Either way it would be fun to watch it disappear too.

So she made her way over to the sink, grabbed the bar of soap and brought it back to the toilet. She tried to drop it in the bowl, but the bar slipped out of her hooves. She tried to grab at it, only to extend her reach too far. She lost her balance and plunged into the bowl, landing with a light splash. “Ew!” She complained as she managed to lift her head above the water’s surface, it was unpleasantly cold.

Just then, an unsuspecting Discord came into the bathroom with Fluttershy in tow. The pegasus was covered in traces of what appeared to be cookie batter, some of which had even gotten onto her diaper. “My goodness, you are such a messy little helper.” He commented to his young charge.

“Sorry.” Fluttershy apologized with a blush. But in her defense the cookie batter had been really good.

“Oh I’m sure you didn’t mean it, Fluttershy. You’re so much better behaved than Dashie,” The spirit cooed. “Even so, we need to get you cleaned up, pronto!”

Discord carefully deposited Fluttershy onto a mat near the bathtub and leaned over to turn on the tap, adjusting the settings so that it would be plain old water. As he was about to do so, he happened to look in the mirror and saw a familiar rainbow maned foal bobbing up and down in the toilet bowl like a cork.

The spirit immediately rushed over to it, snapping his talons as he donned a fisherman’s hat and jacket, and using a fishing rod with a plunger instead of a hook he pulled Rainbow out of the toilet. “Oh would you look at that?” He commented to himself. “I caught a rainbow one. It must be my lucky day,” Then he put the lid of the toilet down and glared at the water logged foal he’d just rescued. “What is the meaning of this, Dashie?! Don’t you know the big potty is not a toy or a bathtub?!”

“Yeah, I know that,” Rainbow retorted as she shook herself dry. “It’s not like I meant to end up in it. I just lost my balance and fell in. I could’ve gotten out by myself.”

“Really? Seems to me like you could barely stay afloat,” Discord replied with a look of skepticism. “You’re lucky I rescued you when you did. What if you’d drowned or gotten flushed?”

Rainbow Dash gulped, she hadn’t thought of that. She’d been lucky the toilet wasn’t that big and that she’d been able to keep her head above the water. She didn’t want to imagine what might have happened or where she might have ended up if she’d gone down the drain like that rubber duck.

“And where’s your diaper?” Discord remarked as he noticed the stark naked foal.

“It just fell off.” Rainbow vaguely answered. At least that was partially correct.

The spirit simply sighed and shook his head. “Whatever, now it seems I have two foals in need of a bath.”

“Can it be a bubble bath?” Fluttershy pleaded with Discord, shooting him the best pair of puppy dog eyes she could muster.

“Well I wasn’t going to, but I suppose a bubble bath wouldn’t hurt,” The chaos loving spirit replied as he reached over and adjusted the settings on the tub, before he turned on the water. Soon, the tub began to fill up with water and bubbles. To Rainbow Dash he then added. “Be thankful that I’m willing to do just about anything for Fluttershy.”

The two little pegasi were soon deposited in the bathtub, splashing all about and playing with the bubbles.

“Hm, that’s funny,” Discord commented as he looked around. “I could’ve sworn I had a rubber ducky here.”

Rainbow tried not to look guilty. She didn’t want to tell Discord she had flushed it, for fear of what he might do to her.

“Oh well, I’m sure it’ll turn up eventually.” Discord declared as he put his paws behind his back, producing a brand new duck that he then placed in the tub for his little ones.

The bubble bath was a grand affair, both foals enjoying themselves too much to notice that they were being scrubbed clean by Discord. Even Rainbow Dash seemed to be coming around to the idea of being a foal in Discord’s care. Judging by how relaxed and cooperative she was becoming as the bath went on.

At last, Discord lifted both foals out of the tub and wrapped them in towels to dry off, before he pulled the plug to drain the bath waters.

“You know what, Fluttershy?” Rainbow spoke to her friend as they were drying off. “Being a foal again actually isn’t as bad as I thought it would be.”

Fluttershy smiled. “Oh, are you starting to enjoy this, Dashie? I didn’t think you’d be into it.”

Rainbow shook her head even as a blush started to form on her cheeks. “No no no, I’m not really enjoying any of this. I still would rather spend my time chillaxing. But this is actually kind of nice in its own way.”

“I see what you mean,” Fluttershy smiled and then whispered. “It’s alright, Dashie. I know you’re getting to like this. I am too.”

“Yeah. I mean.. it’s different, but different in a good sort of way if you know what I mean,” Rainbow whispered back. “Almost beats a massage at the spa. Almost.”

Upon hearing the word “spa” Fluttershy let out a gasp! “Oh my goodness! I completely forgot!”

“What?” Discord and Rainbow Dash both asked together.

“I was supposed to meet Rarity for a spa date today!” Fluttershy realized! “But there’s no way I can go to her in this state!”

“No problem,” Discord smiled. “If you can’t go to the spa with Rarity, I’ll just have to bring Rarity here.”

“Uh, I don’t think Rarity’s going to be as into this stuff as Fluttershy is.” Rainbow scratched her head.

“And you can’t lie to her either, Discord,” Fluttershy demanded. “You have to tell her the truth.”

The spirit gulped. “Well, that might be a bit of a problem. It’ll take a lot of convincing,” Putting a paw to his chin he added. “Fluttershy, can Daddy trust you to keep an eye on your little sister while he’s gone? Make sure she doesn’t get into anymore trouble and all that good stuff?”

Fluttershy gave a firm nod. “I know all of Dashie’s tricks, she won’t get the best of me.”

“Good,” Discord smiled. “Daddy needs to step out for a while, but hopefully he’ll be back with a fabulous new foal for you two to play with.”

Author's Note

Sorry this took longer, I had a neck pain for about three days, I'm still in pain but Its not as bad as before,

#3: Rarity

With his two little ones taken care of for the time being, Discord made his way over to Carousel Boutique in the hopes of catching Rarity before she left for the spa. The spirit still wasn’t sure how exactly to explain to the fashionista what he’d done to her friend.

Rarity, for her part, was in her workshop and unaware of anything until Discord suddenly materialized out of what seemed to be thin air. In an instant everything grounded to a halt as the unicorn frowned, trying hard not to bite her lip. “Discord. How… unexpected of you to show up.”

“Oh, I’m sorry,” Discord appeared to apologize. “I thought you might be somewhere else. But I see you are still ‘In The Zone’ as it were.”

“More like I was, until you so rudely interrupted me,” The prissy unicorn declared with a humph. “Next time, if you would be so kind as to knock or ring the doorbell, that would be doing me a great favor,” Then she let out a sigh. “Oh well, it wasn’t like I was in the middle of anything important anyways. Just the finishing touches on a few back orders not due for another week.”

“Like to keep ahead of the competition, do you?” Discord questioned. “Seems like you’re always up to your ears in dresses and fabric.”

“All the more reason why my annual spa dates with Fluttershy are not to be interrupted,” Rarity snorted at the spirit. “So if you would be so kind as to leave, I’ll be on my way. I certainly don’t want to keep Fluttershy waiting.”

“It’s funny you should mention Fluttershy, Rarity,” Discord piped up. “It just so happens that she is currently with me. And certainly in no condition to be attending a spa date, I might add.”

At that, Rarity frowned. “Great, now I’ll have to re-schedule. Aloe and Lotus will be yacking my ear off for it. Like I didn’t have enough problems to deal with already. Artist’s block has sure picked a heck of a time to make itself known to me.”

“Well don’t look at me, I had no idea those spa dates with Fluttershy were so important,” Discord defended himself to the fashionista. “Had I known, I certainly never would’ve invited her to be my first foal.” Then he gasped, realizing he had let that detail slip out sooner than he had wanted to! Quickly he covered his mouth with his paws to avoid saying anything else.

Unfortunately, Rarity’s trained ears had picked up every word. “What’s all this about being your foal? I was not aware you and Fluttershy were even a couple, much less a family,” She demanded of Discord. “Are you to tell me that after all the nice things Fluttershy has done for you, you’ve gone and reduced her to a helpless baby?!”

“I’m not telling you anything! I don’t have to explain myself to the likes of you!” Discord defended. “In fact, I’m about to make you forget that we ever even had this conversation!”

But Rarity stomped her hoof down and glared at the draconequus. “Discord, you can’t get away with this! Regressing other ponies without their permission is wrong! You need to turn Fluttershy back to normal this instant, and then you’re going to bring her here for our spa date!”

“Gee, I’d love to Rarity, really,” Discord nervously replied as a cold sweat started to work its way down his body. “But I couldn’t even if I tried. The regression spell I cast on her can’t be undone, it last forty eight hours from the time she arrives in my dimension. So I hate to break it to you, but she most certainly won’t be going anywhere anytime soon. She doesn’t mind it though. In fact, she’s been enjoying herself quite well so far. And I have too.”

“Really? Or are you just saying that to make it sound like you’ve done nothing wrong?” Rarity questioned. “How do I know you haven’t already gone and done this to the rest of my friends, and I’m the last holdout?”

“Hey! I’ll have you know that I’ve only regressed one other pony, and in Rainbow Dash’s case she never gave me a chance to explain things,” Discord answered, before cupping his paws over his mouth again. “Man, I can not shut up today!”

The fashionista frowned and shook her head. “You most certainly cannot. I have to say, I really thought you’d be better than that, Discord. You can’t just do whatever you want to ponies without their permission. That’s not what friends do.”

“But all I wanted was a chance to have a family, have some foals of my own,” Discord retorted. “Are you really going to blame a draconequus for that? Especially when he’s been working hard just to manage two foals all by himself?”

“I’d be a lot more indifferent to it all if you weren’t doing this behind our friends backs and without their permission,” Rarity said with a shake of her head. “Though I guess I should be appreciative of the fact that you told me the truth. You’re absolutely sure you can’t undo the regression spell?”

With a shake of his head the draconequus firmly replied. “I’m afraid not. The spell lasts forty eight hours, end of discussion,” Then he added in a sly tone of voice. “Although, there’s always room for more foals. And you could certainly use an opportunity to relax and take your mind off your troubles.”

“Wearing a diaper and using it? No thank you!” Rarity gagged. “I quite enjoyed my foalhood while it lasted, and I am in no hurry to relive it even for a day or two. Especially not when it means to be reduced to a drooling, mindless mess.”

“Actually, only your body would regress. You’d still have your adult mind,” The spirit explained. “Of course, you’d still have to wear diapers since that is a house rule. And I’d expect you to eat in a high chair, sleep in a crib, and suck on a pacifier as needed. But your friends have already mentioned how relaxing it is. Aren’t you the least bit curious what it would be like?”

“As the old saying goes ‘Curiosity killed the cat’,” The fashionista retorted with a shake of her head. “I had quite enough of an experience having to take care of my little sister when she was a little one. Not even being on the other end of it all would be worth it. I have plenty of ways to relieve myself of stress as it is.”

“Well, if you’re sure that’s what you want,” Discord replied as he began to prepare his paws. “But before I go, do me a favor and don’t mention any of this to the rest of our friends. I don’t need them getting the wrong idea about me.”

“Somehow, I think only Twilight would take any real issue to any of what you’ve told me. But very well, you have my word,” The fashionista promised. “Now if you would be so kind as to leave.”

With a snap of his talons the spirit obliged, disappearing in a flash of light. Just like that he was gone, and Rarity was by herself again.

Setting aside her ruby red sewing glasses and measuring tape, the fashionista prepared to depart her workshop and head out to the spa.

But that was when her moderate azure eyes happened to wander, noticing a framed picture that resided on her desk. It was an old family photo from years ago, when Sweetie Belle had just been born. The infant Sweetie Belle looked oh so adorable, as she was cradled in the loving arms of her mother. Even long after having outgrown diapers (for which Rarity was most glad), Rarity had noticed that her little sister seemed to have never fully lost that foalhood sense of innocence. Wouldn’t it be nice to go back to that period of time, just for a little while?

But that would mean diapers, and diapers were only meant for one purpose. A purpose that the fashionista considered incredibly uncouth and disgusting. But maybe there was a way around that? Discord had sounded rather accommodating earlier.

Against her better judgement, the glamorous unicorn with a pristine white coat reluctantly called out. “Discord?”

In a flash of light the spirit appeared. “You called?”

With a gulp, Rarity swallowed a lump in her throat and managed to force out. “I have decided to take up your earlier offer.”

Discord’s eyes lit up with wonder! “Excellent!” He cheered!

Rarity threw up a hoof in protest. “However, I have a few demands that must be met if I’m going to go through with this.”

The spirit simply produced a sketchpad and a pencil. “Fair enough I suppose. Lay ‘em on me.”

“First and foremost, I absolutely refuse to use my diaper!” Rarity firmly insisted. “Given my inevitable shrunken stature though, I shall settle for a reasonable middle ground of a training potty.”

“Already taken care of, I’ll make sure to get it set up,” Discord nodded as he wrote the request down. “What else?”

The fashionista seemed to blush as she admitted. “I’m not sure how true this is considering I only heard it from my mother, but apparently I had a very sensitive stomach as a foal. So watch what you feed me or you’re going to have quite the…” She paused and coughed into a hoof. “Predicament on your paws. So don’t give me stuff like prunes, or raisins, and really sugary stuff like cakes. Make sure my bottles are heated up properly too. If they’re too warm I’ll get sick but if they’re too cold I won’t be able to digest the milk in them.”

“Anything else ‘your highness’?” Discord half questioned/half teased as he finished writing down the information.

“No, that should be all,” The fashionista replied. “Just give me a moment to close up the boutique and then I’ll be ready.”

Sometime later, Rarity was brought to Discord’s dimension. It wasn’t long after she had stepped hoof inside that she began to regress. Soon she was nothing but a unicorn foal with a coat of white, a faint two-tone purple colored curl for a mane and tail, and two small moderate azure eyes. She was surprised to see herself gain a fair bit of weight too. “Oh my,” She blushed upon observing herself. “Seems I had a fair deal more baby fat than I previously thought. I think Mother took longer to transition me to formula now that I think about it.”

“Well that’s okay, little one,” Discord cooed as he scooped up the foal. “That just means there’s more of you for Daddy to love. Now let’s get you pampered, and then you can say hello to your playmates. Don’t worry, they’re in diapers too.”

He laid Rarity on the changing table in the nursery and set to work on diapering her. By now the spirit had perfected his diapering skills and it wasn’t long before he had strapped up the diaper, make sure it was nice and secure so that it wouldn’t fall off. Then he helped his newest foal off the table and set her on the floor of the nursery.

Fluttershy and Rainbow Dash were nearby, and so they both waddled over to greet the newcomer. When Rainbow Dash saw Rarity, she threw back her head and laughed heartily. “Oh, this is too rich!” She exclaimed in her high pitched tone. “Never thought I’d see the day when you would be in diapers, Rarity!”

“W-well, you’re in diapers too, Rainbow Dash!” Rarity protested with a growl. “And for the record, I’m actually potty trained! I just wear diapers because it’s required of me to do so, not because I need them.”

“Hate to break it to you, Rarity, but the bathroom’s off limits,” Rainbow Dash responded. “Discord went and locked it tight after he found out I’d wandered into it. So you’re gonna have to use your diaper.”

Rarity shook her head. “Not once Discord sets up the training potty. And if you ask nicely, I might consider letting you use it too. But not if you’re going to make fun of me.”

Fluttershy quickly intervened to stop the fighting, taking on her role as the oldest “sibling”. “Now now, Rainbow Dash. There’s no need to be making fun of Rarity. What she decides to do is her business and her business alone.”

Rainbow giggled. “Hehe, business.”

Rarity just growled and narrowed her eyes.

Fluttershy then commented to Rarity. “I’m actually surprised you agreed to this. I didn’t think you would ever want to be a foal.”

The now regressed fashionista simply shrugged and held up her hooves. “I figured it was worth trying out just once. Probably won’t do it again, though I will admit this actually isn’t so bad right now.”

“I know,” Fluttershy smiled. “There’s something so nice about being young and cared for. It really helps to take your troubles away.”

“So, what should we do first?” Rainbow asked the other foals. “I wanted to see what else I could flush down the toilet, but with the bathroom all locked up I can’t do that so now I’m bored.”

The newest foal’s eyes lit up as an idea came to her. “I’ve got it!” She proudly declared. “We can play dress-up! Discord’s got to have a closet full of the most adorable outfits we can wear!”

Fluttershy clapped her hooves together. “Dress-up sounds lovely. And maybe we can have a tea party too.”

“Hm, I have an idea. Let’s put Dashie In a pretty pink dress to make her look more lady like, It suits her after all.” Rarity suggested.

Rainbow gagged. “Oh come on! We’re gonna do stuff like that?!” She gagged at being Rarity’s fashion model as well. “Me in a dress? Dream on!”

“Why not? It’s not like anypony besides us three will know.” Fluttershy encouraged.

And then Rarity added. “Don’t tell me the mighty Rainbow Dash is scared of a few fru-fru activities. After all, I saw you at the spa in a robe and tortoise slippers. And it wasn’t because you were getting a deep tissue sports massage either.”

The rainbow maned foal growled. “Tell anyone and you’re dead!”

“I won’t tell, so long as you play dress-up and join the tea party.” Rarity encouraged, grinning in delight at the leverage she now had over her friend.

“Oh, alright. Just this once. But you owe me!” Rainbow declared in no uncertain terms.

Soon, the three foals were waddling (rather clumsily in Rarity’s case) over to a massive closet in the back of the nursery. Inside it were the most adorable little dresses that you ever did see. Dresses in every kind of style, from the fanciest of princess gowns to simple little skirts that left room in the back for the diapers to stick out and be seen.

Rarity had opted for a foal sized version of the dress she had once dared Applejack to wear. It even came complete with a beautiful pair of fuzzy slippers, and when she twirled, her diaper crinkled audibly to remind her of its presence. Surprisingly, she actually didn’t mind in and in fact seemed to like it. “It really compliments the dress. Makes me wonder what the sized-up version would’ve been like with one,” She thought and let out a chuckle. “I can just imagine Applejack wearing it and waddling around like a clumsy foal, asking if it makes her butt look big.”

Fluttershy wore an entire bunny costume that had to be zipped up, her diaper showing quite easily due to the noticeable bulge in the back. She just giggled as she shook, making the tail part of her costume wiggle.

And Rainbow Dash. Well, she had settled on a plain blue dress with a matching bowtie. It was the least fru-fru thing she could find in that entire closet. “The things I do for the sake of my friends.” She thought to herself.

The three foals then waddled over to a small table that had been set up for them by Discord, who wore a pink apron and had provided a miniature tea set for them. “Here we are,” He declared in a tone so posh it could’ve given even Sassy Saddles a run for her money. “The finest tea in all the world.” He carefully poured some from a finely polished tea kettle into a lovely set of cups a gleaming silver in color.

After a bit of clinking, the foals all drank the delicious liquid. Rarity in particular was delighted by the savory beverage as it worked its way down her tongue. “My, this tea is simply splendid!” She proudly commented.

“It’s the best tea I’ve ever had!” Fluttershy added.

“Eh, I’m not much of a tea mare, I prefer cider.” Rainbow Dash replied in a neutral tone.

Discord only shook his finger at the rainbow maned foal and scolded in a parental tone. “Now Rainbow Dash, we’ve been over this. Cider is not for foals, that’s a grown-up beverage only just like coffee.”

Rainbow pouted and folded her hooves. “Whatever. Next time just give me some hot chocolate. And can I please have it in a sippy cup instead of a baby bottle?”

“And have you spill it all over my nice clean floors? I don’t think so.” Discord taunted.

Meanwhile, Rarity had taken to crossing her legs and appeared to be squirming about as if she couldn’t get comfortable. “Darlings, I know it’s usually rude to announce this but I simply must go!” She declared as she seemed to be trying hard not to do something.

“Go where?” Rainbow inquired.

But Fluttershy deduced. “I think she means she has to go potty.”

“Yes, and quite badly I might add!” The fashionista declared! “My bladder feels like it’s about to burst!”

“Oh, we can’t have that can we?” Discord replied as he quickly snapped his talons, levitating the foal through the air. As he did so, he pulled down her dress and her diaper, before he had her gently set down on a small, pink colored plastic bowl. On it was written the words “My Little Potty” in white and purple letters.

Despite the fact that all eyes were now focused on her, the little unicorn couldn’t hold back the urge to go for long. Soon an audible tinkling sound could be heard as her bladder relieved itself right into the bowl, the fashionista letting out a sigh of relief when it was all over. “Ah, much better,” She commented, feeling quite proud of herself for managing to keep her diaper clean. “Thank you, Daddy.”

“You’re quite welcome, my little princess.” Discord cooed as he approached Rarity, some wet wipes materializing with a snap of his talons.

Rarity did her best to hold still as she was wiped clean. The cold wipes tickled her rump, causing a great deal of giggles to come out.

Despite all the wiggling, however, the foal was soon clean. Discord then carefully picked up the bowl. “I’ll be right back, I need to empty this out somewhere,” And he instructed to the foals. “Don’t wander off anywhere while I’m gone. If you behave, when I come back I’ll give you each a special treat.”

“A special treat?! What is it?!” The foals all asked at once.

Discord just gave a wink. “You’ll have to wait and see. And remember, it’s only if you stay here.”

“Before you go, Daddy, can you help me put my diaper back on please?” Rarity asked with a blush. “I can’t quite do it myself, my hooves keep slipping.” She demonstrated this point by trying to pull her diaper up, only for it to slide back down and plop onto the floor with a crinkle.

“Why of course. Anything for you, my little princess.” The spirit obliged. He completed the task with a simple snap of his talons. Then he snapped his talons again and disappeared with the potty in tow.

Despite being gone for what seemed like a considerable length of time, when Discord returned he saw that the foals had not moved an inch (or at least had appeared not to). Even Rainbow Dash seemed to have obliged the request. This was most surprising to the draconequus, he had expected her to disobey like she always had.

Well, a deal was a deal. All good foals deserved a reward. And the chaos maker had just the reward in mind for the three of them.

He teleported them all into the kitchen, placing each one into a high chair and latching the bars on each one shut so the foals couldn’t escape. “As I promised, here’s your special treat,” He told them and presented a tray of cookies in the shape of different animals. “Fluttershy helped me to bake them earlier.” He explained.

“What?! Really?! Is that what you were doing the whole time I was off doing other stuff?” Rainbow questioned Fluttershy.

Fluttershy nodded and teased. “Maybe if you hadn’t been such a naughty foal, you could’ve helped us. I even got to lick the spoon clean when we were all done baking.”

Not wanting to admit she was wrong, Rainbow just pouted and humphed. “Whatever.”

Fluttershy, meanwhile, leaned across to Rarity and whispered. “Dashie’s just upset because Daddy washed her mouth out with soap and put her in time out.”

Rarity couldn’t help but giggle. “Reminds me of the time I painted on the walls as a foal. That was the only time I’d ever seen Father get anything close to upset. And boy, when he gets mad, he really gets mad.”

“Oh my, what did he do?” Fluttershy wondered.

“Thankfully, all he did was put me in time out while he and Mother washed the walls clean,” Rarity responded. “They were never big on punishment, they let me get away with a lot. Heck, that was probably why they let Sweetie Belle stay in diapers so long.”

Rainbow chuckled. “I got away with a lot worse under my parents. Did I ever tell you about the time I tied up my mother because she tried to put me on a leash?”

“I never did anything so naughty, I was a good little foal,” Fluttershy proudly replied. “Zephyr Breeze was the trouble maker. He even flushed my mom’s necklace once when he threw a temper tantrum.”

“Oh that’s nothing,” Rarity replied as she waved a hoof. “One time, Sweetie Belle flushed an entire batch of gems down the toilet. You wouldn’t believe the plumbing bill! I might as well have simply bought a brand new toilet with how much I had to pay!”

“Makes me glad I never had a younger sibling growing up,” Rainbow responded. “At least by the time I took Scoots under my wing, she was already potty trained and everything.”

The three foals then helped themselves to the cookies as Discord watched them from afar. “Three foals and I’m not even breaking a sweat,” He thought to himself. “If I’d know parenting was this easy I would’ve done it long ago!”

However, it wasn’t long after eating the cookies that trouble began to brew for Rarity. She seemed to suddenly double over in her high chair and clench her stomach.

“What’s wrong?” The spirit asked the little unicorn.

Rarity, still clenching her stomach (which was growling quite ominously) demanded. “What did you put in those cookies?! My tummy feels all icky!”

“Well, I did put in a little bit of chocolate frosting,” Discord admitted. “But I didn’t think it would do anything. Fluttershy and Rainbow Dash seem just fine.”

But Rarity complained! “Chocolate frosting always did terrible things to my tummy as a foal! I really really really have to go potty!”

“Uh-oh!” Discord realized as his eyes widened in horror! He scooped up the foal and quickly teleported her back to the nursery (inadvertently teleporting Fluttershy and Rainbow Dash in the process) where the training potty stood.

As soon as Rarity was set on the ground, she rushed (or rather waddled) over to the training potty, scrambling to get on it! But it was too late! Her tail suddenly hiked upward, the unicorn foal freezing in place as her body started to develop a mind of its own!

In a matter of minutes it was all over, a powerful stench of manure filled the air. Rarity just stood there as it happened, sobbing quite audibly.

“There there, Rarity,” Discord tried to console her as he scooped her up. “Everypony has accidents.”

Rarity just continued to audibly sob. “But… but… I’m messy! I hate being messy! I wanted to use the potty!”

“I know, I know,” Discord tried to reassure her as he patted her head and tried to calm her down. “You couldn’t help it. Now just relax and let Daddy Discord get you all cleaned up.”

But Rarity just continued to sob and wail, it seemed like nothing could calm her down.

“It’s okay, Rarity,” Fluttershy spoke up with a blush and started to push. “I’m messy too.” And soon she was.

“Yeah, so I am!” Rainbow declared after she did the same thing. Despite the gag face she made, she added. “See? It’s nothing to be ashamed of, everypony does it.”

That seemed to do the trick, the regressed fashionista stopped crying as she was laid on the changing table to be cleaned up. And she wasn’t alone, she was joined by her two stinky friends. “You didn’t have to do that for me.” She told them.

“Hey, what are friends for?” Rainbow remarked. “Just don’t ask me to do this again! No wonder foals cry when they do this, it’s so uncomfortable.”

Discord, meanwhile, had snapped his talons and donned a gas mask (along with a pair of gloves). “Indeed it is. So please hold still. The sooner I get you all cleaned up, the better off we’ll all be.”

Soon, all three foals were changed into fresh diapers and smelling nice once again. The pleasant scents of cornstarch and lavender drowned out any lingering remnants of manure that might have hung in the air.

Rarity especially delighted in the refreshing, infantile scents. “Well darlings, I must admit that aside from that recent ordeal,” She paused to cough into a hoof. “This experience has actually been quite invigorating. It’s done wonders for my inner artist, my mind is buzzing with new ideas a plenty!”

“You know, you’re actually kind of right, Rarity,” Rainbow admitted. “I thought I’d hate being put back into diapers and being a foal again. But it’s actually not completely awful. It’s surprisingly relaxing.”

Fluttershy nodded in confirmation. “There’s just something so soothing about being able to play to your heart’s content, knowing that everything you need will be taken care of by a trusting and loving caretaker. It really harpens back to a simpler time in your life.”

“I’ll bet Applejack would quite like this little experience,” Rarity commented to the others. “Goodness knows how much she needs it. She has a tendency to work herself to near death at times.”

Rainbow giggled. “I’d love to see her all padded up and going through all of this. I’ll laugh my flank off if she does.”

But Fluttershy remarked. “I’m not sure if she’d agree to this willingly. She doesn’t tend to take breaks unless you absolutely force her to.”

At that, Discord started to scheme. “Well, we’ll just have to see about that.”

“Remember, Discord,” Fluttershy reminded him. “You promised to tell our friends the truth. You can’t fool Applejack, she’ll know right away if you’re lying.”

“Who said anything about lying?” Discord replied as he rubbed his paws together. “You all just stay put and don’t cause any trouble. Leave Applejack to me.”

As he left though, the spirit pondered. “I wonder how Twilight and maybe Starlight would react, that is if Starlight’s even home. Oh, I can hardly wait to get my favorite alicorn into diapers, I’ll worry about Starlight later! But first, I need to find Applejack.”Discord thought, not completely suer how he’d talk Twilight into it. Luckily, it wasn’t time for her yet.

#4: Applejack

Applejack was not hard to track down. Discord found the farm pony in the usual place she could be found, hard at work in the fields of Sweet Apple Acres. Especially now that her brother was constantly taking time off to go visit his special somepony, it fell to her to pick up the slack and keep things running smoothly. Stopping only as needed for food, drink, and other necessities.

It wasn’t an abnormally hot day, it was perfectly normal for this time of year in fact. But all that hard work still made the earth pony with a coat of orange and a brown stetson atop her golden mane work up quite a sweat.

As she lined up what seemed like another perfect kick to buck some apples, she was surprised when she felt her hooves touch something a lot less hard than a tree trunk.

“Ow!” Discord moaned as he stumbled back from the kick. “I’m not a tree, Applejack! Is this how you say hello to all your friends?!”

Applejack simply replied. “Sorry there, Discord. But maybe next time you could try not to stand right in the way of a tree when I’m busy buckin’. Now if you don’t mind, I’d like to get back to it.”

“Oh, but I have a much better idea in mind for you, my little pony,” Discord grinned. :You’ve been working so hard. Too hard in fact. You’re long overdue for a break.”

The farm mare shook her head. “Nothin’ doin’, Discord. I got at least a day’s worth of buckin’ left before I can think about takin’ a break. And if you keep yackin’ my ear off, the rest of this here day’s gonna be wasted.”

“Geez, you’re as stubborn as a mule!” Discord complained before he quickly added. “No offense.”

“None taken. Happens all the time.” A random mule replied.

Applejack just sighed, she was in no mood to entertain a friend as wacky and unpredictable as Discord. But she didn’t want to be rude. “Look, Discord. I appreciate you poppin’ by to say hello, I really do. But as you can see I’m a might busy, so please go bother somepony else!”

The farm pony prepared to head back to applebucking, only to find herself being lifted into the air with a snap of Discord’s talons! “What in tarnation?!” She exclaimed as she found herself unable to do anything except kick and flail her legs helplessly.

“I was trying to be nice, Applejack!” The spirit remarked with a growl. “But since you insist on being stubborn, we’re going to do this the hard way!” He floated her halfway across the orchard to an empty field, setting her against the trunk of a tree on a hill that overlooked said field. “Now hear me out. I’m offering you the opportunity of a lifetime, a chance to take some time off and not have to worry about anything.”

Applejack arched an eyebrow upward in suspicion. “Sugarcube, what are you plannin’?”

The spirit retorted. “Me?! Planning anything?! Why Applejack, I’m crushed, really! I’ve not done anything wrong, yet.”

“Really? And you’re just stoppin’ by to propose this… whatever it is to me because you just want to?” The mare questioned. “I wasn’t born yesterday, Discord. You came here for a reason and I know it ain’t just to chat. So spit it out already, unless you’re willin’ to let me go back to work!”

At that, the draconequus let out a sigh. “Oh you’re no fun. I was hoping to keep you guessing for a while,” Then he explained. “I’m inviting you to my place in my dimension.”

“Oh is that all? Well why all the games then?” Applejack innocently responded as she waved a hoof. “I like a good chat much as anypony else. And I ain’t been to your place yet. Fluttershy says it’s lovely though.”

“I’m not finished yet, Applejack! When I am I’ll let you know!” Discord snorted. “Trust me, you’ll be thankful I told you this. Haven’t you been wondering why you haven’t seen some of your friends around today at all?”

The farm mare shook her head. “Can’t say I have, ain’t that curious. Besides, I’ve been too busy workin’ the fields to take much notice of anythin’ else. Though come to think of it, I ain’t see RD ‘round since this mornin’. And usually on a day like this, I tend to catch her nappin’ in one of my trees. You wouldn’t happen to have somethin’ to do with that, would you?”

“I’d like to say no… but then that’d be making me a liar. And I know how much you hate lying,” Discord confessed, prompting Applejack to shoot him one of her notorious “You’re dead in five seconds” glares. “Let me explain, let me explain!” He protested. “It’s not anything serious, your friends are all perfectly fine. They’ve just been regressed to foals for forty eight hours and are in my care. I’ve been taking good care of them, and that is no lie.”

“Oh is that all?” Applejack coldly replied. “Well you could’ve just said all of that in the first place.”

“You’d have thought I was crazy.” The spirit retorted.

“Well crazy or not, that still don’t explain what the hay you’re doin’ here,” Applejack commented, before she put two and two together. “Wait an apple pickin’ minute! You wanna make me your newest foal?!”

The draconequus nodded in confirmation, and Applejack put her hoof down in protest. “No way no how! Ain’t happenin’!”

“Oh but Applejack, you could certainly use a break from all that applebucking,” Discord encouraged. “Wouldn’t it beat going to the spa?”

“Personally, I’d rather go to the spa than go through everythin’ that comes from bein’ a foal!” Applejack growled. “I ain’t gonna be no baby!”

“Oh, I see. What a pity then. Here I thought you were this iron pony, ready for anything and not afraid of anything. I guess I was wrong.” Discord shrugged his shoulders.

“Oh no, you ain’t foolin’ me with that routine! I’m not fallin’ for it!” Applejack snorted.

Discord kept on pressing. “Alright, alright, your loss. I just figured, since Rainbow Dash is already going through with this, you might want to participate so as not to let her get a leg up on you.”

“You mean Rainbow’s a foal? All padded up and crawlin’ around?” The farm mare paused.

With a grin the spirit replied. “Not just Rainbow Dash, but also Rarity. And Fluttershy too for that matter.”

For a moment the farm pony stood there, processing the information. But then she giggled and giggled heartily at that. “Rarity in diapers?! Oh man! No way could I pass up a chance to see that!” And she extended her hoof to the spirit. “Alright, Discord, you’ve got yourself a deal. But can I make one request really quick?”

“I don’t see why not, go ahead.” Discord encouraged.

“I want the farm to be in good hooves while I’m a foal and all,” Applejack explained. “So you make sure you’ve got somepony I know I can trust to take over while I’m gone. And it can’t be my brother, he’s off seein’ his special somepony right now I reckon.”

The spirit just smiled and nodded his head. “Don’t worry, Applejack, I already have the perfect pony in mind. You just leave such details to me, and you don’t have to worry about anything.”

It wasn’t long afterward that Applejack was brought to Discord’s dimension and to his house. And within seconds of trotting inside she began to regress. Her trusty stetson did not shrink with her though, and thus it completely covered her tiny body. “Hey! Who turned out the lights?” She questioned as she waved her tiny hooves, trying to feel around for anything familiar.

“Oops, my mistake. I forgot you like to wear that silly stetson for some reason,” Discord realized. “Well I’ll just hold onto it until you’re back to normal.” And he tossed it onto a hat rack that materialized from seemingly nowhere.

Applejack reached out her hooves, trying to grab at the rack to no avail. “Oh come on! It’s just a hat, you have a whole bunch of ‘em back at the farm don’t you?” The spirit questioned his newest little one.

“Yeah, but I always make it a habit to wear one. And the one I usually wear everyday, is the same one my pa gave to me when I was younger,” The tiny earth pony responded. “Same goes for Apple Bloom’s bow, except that was a present from our ma. They actually passed away unexpectedly while she was still a foal.”

“Oh you poor thing,” Discord cooed in sympathy. “To lose your parents at such a young age. I’ll bet that made you miss the simpler times with them.”

The foal with a coat of orange simply replied. “It kind of did, but I still had Big Mac and Granny Smith to lean on for support. Somehow we all got through it, same with Apple Bloom. ‘Course, that meant havin’ to take over raisin’ her. Changin’ her diapers, puttin’ her down for naps, all that stuff. And boy were those the days.” She chuckled a little at the memories of so long ago, chasing after her toddler sister all around the farm house.

“Then you must know what’s coming next.” The draconequus replied as he brought the foal to the nursery and gently placed her on the changing table.

“I sure do. Reckon ya gotta diaper me so’s I don’t make a mess of the place,” Applejack responded. “I won’t mind, might actually be nice to get some high quality brands for a change. The best my folks ever managed were cloth ones and the occasional discount store brand. Didn’t hold up the greatest but they got the job done.”

“Well as your friends will attest, these diapers are of the absolute finest quality,” The spirit replied as he held one out. “Touch it, and you can just feel your hoof sink into the padding.”

The regressed farm pony did so and just as Discord had promised her hoof did indeed sink into the padding. “Wow! Feels like a pillow you wear on your butt.” She commented in amazement and spread her legs.

Soon the padding was secured, the foal’s short stub of a blonde tail poking out of the hole in the back and her little green eyes reflecting a look of serenity.

She was set on the floor of the nursery, just as her friends happened to notice her and waddle over. Rainbow Dash was the first one to speak up. “Wow, AJ! I didn’t think you’d actually agree to this!”

“I could say the same to you, RD!” Applejack teased. “And boy, don’t you just look so cute I could eat you up? I tell ya, Apple Bloom when she was a little one ain’t got nothin’ on you!”

Rainbow snorted. “I’m not cute!”

Rarity giggled as she teased. “You’re right, you’re adorable!” And then to Applejack she whispered. “Nevermind Rainbow Dash, darling. She’s still mad that I’m in potty training and she isn’t.”

“It’s not like I want to use the training potty anyway, diapers are so much better!” Rainbow remarked.

“Because you like to wiggle out of yours and cause trouble,” Fluttershy reminded her fellow pegasus. “I don’t know how you manage to do it all the time,” And then to Applejack she commented. “But we’re all glad you could make it, Applejack. It’s so nice to have other foals to play with. Growing up, my brother and I only had each other. And Zephyr Breeze seldom liked to play if he couldn’t win.”

Applejack giggled. “He’s got nothin’ on my brother! I tell ya, Big Mac and I used to get into siblin’ quarrels all the time over the most ridiculous of things! It took that whole ‘Apple Blight’ fiasco to get us to stop.”

“So, what did you like to do for fun?” Rainbow questioned the newest foal. “Please tell me you aren’t into dress up or tea parties.”

The regressed farm pony grinned. “Rarity already made you her newest fashion victim, sugarcube?” Then in a more sympathetic tone of voice she added. “It’s alright. Ma used to put me in really embarrassin’ get ups all the time when I was this age. I got the baby pictures to prove it.”

“It’s too bad we already had dinner,” Fluttershy commented. “And that Daddy and I already baked cookies for Rarity, Dashie, and I to enjoy.”

“That’s okay, I wasn’t a very good baker as a foal. Always made a mess of the kitchen and got a free bath for my troubles,” Applejack grinned in reply. “Didn’t help that I had such a huge appetite. Granny says I had the appetite of a full grown stallion almost from birth, took at least three bottles to fill me up.”

“That must explain why you’re so pudgy.” Rainbow teased as she poked at the foal with a hoof.

“She’s not pudgy, she’s just big boned!” Rarity remarked. “And there’s only one way to get big boned foals to not be so big boned,” Reaching out a hoof to the newest foal, she booped her lightly on the nose and shouted. “Tag! You’re it!” And then she, Fluttershy, and Rainbow Dash all took off running in different directions!

Applejack giggled. “Big mistake, sugarcubes! I ain’t never turned down a challenge, and I don’t plan to start today! So you better run, ‘cause here I come!”

The game of tag went on for quite some time, Applejack quickly tagging Rainbow Dash who then quickly tagged Rarity, and that was as far as Discord got before he lost track of who had tagged whom.

The four foals running around was adorable, but it also made keeping an eye on them a lot harder. The spirit ran himself ragged trying to keep up with the foals.

Eventually, the game came to an end when the foals all appeared to become too tired out to keep running. Discord took full advantage of the opportunity to scoop them all up. “Alright, I believe that’s enough excitement for you all for one day. Now it’s time for all good little foals to go to bed.”

“Aw but Discord, we’re not tired yet!” Rainbow Dash whined. “Can’t we stay up for a little longer? We can have a camp out: Telling scary stories and enjoying delicious smores.”

“Goodness no! Smores will be too messy!” Rarity complained. “In more ways than one I might add!”

“So, we could just sit around a campfire and look at the stars,” Applejack encouraged. “Maybe even sing some songs. Ma and Pa used to do that all the time with Big Mac and I, and even did it a couple of times with Apple Bloom. Always worked like a charm.”

Fluttershy, however, sided with Discord. “We’ve had our fun today, girls. Now we owe it to Daddy to go to bed. That way we’ll be well rested for a full day of fun tomorrow.”

“Excellent!” The spirit applauded as he clapped his paws together. “It’s so nice to see one foal who knows what’s expected of her. The rest of you could all stand to learn from Fluttershy here,” He proceeded to tuck each of the foals into a separate crib, giving each a separate blanket and pacifier. Then he switched off the nursery lights, kissing his foals on their foreheads. “Nighty nighty, my sweet little angels. If you need anything, just give a shout.” And with that he departed the nursery.

It was not long after the chaos maker had departed the nursery, however, that Applejack began to stir. Amidst the inky darkness of the nursery, she softly called from her crib. “Hey. You girls awake?”

“Applejack, it’s bedtime. Foals are supposed to be asleep.” Fluttershy whispered in response.

Applejack just chuckled. “That’s a laugh! We’re foals now, and foals don’t go to bed when they’re told!”

“Now you’re talking my language, Applejack!” Rainbow eagerly replied. “But what are we gonna do? The bathroom’s off limits, it’s locked up tight and I think Discord’s hiding the key.”

“There are far better things to do than just flush random stuff down the toilet. That’s for amateurs,” Applejack commented as she started to climb out of her crib. “We can do a whole lot more if we want!”

“Like what, Applejack? Does it involve having to get dirty?” Rarity questioned.

“Just get out of your cribs and I’ll explain everythin’,” Applejack instructed. “That means you too, Fluttershy.”

The pegasus foal with a coat of butter yellow nervously replied. “Oh goodness. I’m not sure if I should. I don’t want to get into trouble.”

Rainbow retorted as she fluttered out of her crib. “Come on, Fluttershy! Stop being such a goody good! Getting into trouble is what foals do best! Don’t act like you never did anything naughty as a foal even once.”

“W-well, maybe on second thought I should go with you girls,” Fluttershy commented as she wiggled her way out of her crib and landed on the nursery floor with a plop. “Just to make sure you don’t anything really naughty.”

Rarity, for her part, just grinned, as she elegantly climbed out of her crib. “I normally wouldn’t do such things, but as long as I don’t have to get messy I’m fine with a little mischief. I wanna see what it’s like, just this once.”

Rainbow Dash smirked evily. “Maybe tommorow we could hoof paint all over Discord’s walls. It'd be so much fun.” She whispered to her friends, who simply nodded in response.

“Now you’re gettin’ it,” Applejack smiled as she took charge of the group of foals. “Follow me! We’ve got a whole house to explore!”

With Applejack leading the rag tag group, they crawled through the open door of the nursery and into the adjourning room. There they saw the familiar form of Discord sitting on the couch, sound asleep with a newspaper over his head.

“Good. The coast is clear,” Applejack grinned in a whisper. “Come on, there’s gotta be a whole bunch of things for us to mess around with.”

Fluttershy’s eyes fell upon the lounge chair in the nearby corner. The same lounge chair she remembered could actually chase you if you approached it. All of a sudden she got an idea. “Hey, Applejack. Betcha can’t lasso that lounge chair. Nopony’s ever been able to tame him!”

“Nopony before me, you mean!” The chubby little earth pony proudly declared. “All I need is somethin’ that’ll work as a rope. Then you’ll see how a real cowpony lassoes ‘em!”

“I don’t suppose my blanket would do?” Rarity chimed in, revealing that she was still clutching her baby blue silk blanket in her hoof. Everypony looked at her. “What? It was so soft, I couldn’t leave it behind. It reminds me of the blanket I had as a foal, I couldn’t sleep without it.”

“Works for me!” The regressed farm pony declared as she took the blanket into her hooves. “But y’all might wanna step back a bit!”

The other foals heeded the warning of their friend, and it was a warning they were glad to have obeyed! For when the lounge chair came to life it clearly did not enjoy being lassoed, even if it was just a blanket. It barked and growled quite audibly.

“Eep!” Fluttershy shivered and hissed, involuntarily causing her bladder to loosen and leak a bit. She was so frightened that she didn’t even notice her diaper start to grow warmer.

Meanwhile, the lounge chair was growling and thrashing about, trying in vain to get the makeshift lasso off of it! Applejack refused to lessen her grip! “Hoo doggy! I’ve seen some wild ones in my day but nothin’ like this!”

“Applejack, not so hard! You’re gonna rip my blankie!” Rarity pleaded in worry as she observed the tightening grip with alarm!

“No worries, I’ll make it stop!” Rainbow declared as she flew up on top of the lounge chair. “Hi ho, Loungey, away!” She shouted as she gave the chair a kick.

That proved to be a mistake! The chair shook off the blanket and took off, Rainbow bouncing helplessly up and down on it! “This is worse than that foal swing!” She cried as she held on with all her might, trying hard not to be thrown off! All the while, the lounge chair thrashed about and ran loose, knocking over various objects and causing them to fall to the floor. Some of them shattering with loud crashing sounds!

“Uh-oh!” Fluttershy, Rarity, and Applejack all gulped at once. If Discord saw all this chaos, who knew what he would think?

They soon found out, for the chaos maker was awakened by the commotion. “Is some creature causing chaos without me?” He muttered as he rubbed his eyes. But when his vision became clear, he could not believe what he was seeing!

Rainbow Dash was riding (or rather bouncing) atop a runaway lounge chair, continuing to knock over everything in her path! Applejack held Rarity’s blanket in her hooves, having tied it into the loose shape of a lasso. And Fluttershy’s diaper was clearly soaked if the damp patch on the front was any indication.

“What in the name of cotton candy?!” Discord gasped! “What are you all doing out of bed?!”

Fluttershy and Rarity pointed their hooves at Applejack. “It was her idea!” They both shouted at once!

Meanwhile, Rainbow was crying out! “Somepony stop this crazy thing! I can’t hold on much longer!”

Discord quickly snapped his paws and put a stop to all the chaos, restoring everything to the way it had been before the foals had gotten loose. After that he took them back to the nursery, and after changing Fluttershy’s diaper, he put them back into their cribs. “I love chaos as much as any creature. But not when a spirit like me is trying to get his beauty sleep!” He scolded them quite sternly. “When I tell you it’s time for bed, then it is time for bed! No ifs, ands, or buts. Do I make myself clear?”

“Yes, Daddy.” The foals all responded in guilty tones.

“Good,” Discord replied as he breathed a sigh of relief. “But just be sure, I will be locking the nursery door. And here,” With a snap of his talons he poofed in a foal monitor and turned it on. “Now I’ll be able to hear everything you plan. You won’t catch me by surprise again.”

As he left the nursery, the weary spirit started thinking to himself. “Four foals and I’m already exhausted. Their chaos rivals even mine. And it seems that I can no longer count on Fluttershy to reign in her friends when they want to have fun. But I need to have somepony who can be my foal on the inside,” And then it came to him! “Of course! Pinkie Pie will be perfect! She’s already got tons of experience looking after foals, and she already acts a lot like one! I’ll have to ask her first thing in the morning!”

#5 Pinkie Pie

Discord popped up in the most unexpected of places even for Pinkie Pie, inside a cake she’d just baked. The pink party pony actually screamed!

Discord had to move quickly to silence her. “It’s just me, Pinkie Pie. No reason to shout!”

“Pinkie, is everything okay back there?” The voice of Mrs. Cake called from afar. “I thought I heard shouting.”

Discord allowed Pinkie to speak as the party pony responded. “Everything’s just fine, Mrs. Cake. Just had a bit of a baking catastrophe and it took me by surprise is all. I’m cleaning it up now.”

“Alright. Just please keep your voice down,” Mrs. Cake replied. “No need to frighten the twins, they’re already jumpy enough as it.”

“Will do, Mrs. Cake. I’m sorry,” Pinkie apologized and then turned to Discord. “What’s the super duper emergency? I mean, you don’t just pop up out of cakes for no reason. Well, I mean, you do, but not like this.”

“Oh, your ‘Pinkie Sense’ already told you everything?” The spirit questioned in hopeful optimism.

“No it didn’t, it doesn’t work like that,” The earth pony giggled. “So what’s so super duper important that you had to come to me? Is there a party that needs planning?”

The draconequus shook his head. “It’s not a party, it’s something much much more serious,” And he confessed. “I’m in trouble. I’ve turned Fluttershy, Rainbow Dash, Rarity, and even Applejack into foals. And now I’m losing control of them.”

“What?! You turned our friends into foals?!” Pinkie gasped! “Discord, why would you do that? That doesn’t even make sense from a ‘not making sense’ standpoint. Are you actually loco in the coco?”

“Hey, in my defense it seemed like a good idea. I just wanted to get some experience with foals so I could have a family someday.” The spirit defensively retorted.

The party pony shook her head in disapproval. “If you really wanted some foals so badly, all you had to do was ask. I’m sure I could talk Mr. and Mrs. Cake into letting you borrow the twins. They’re pretty well behaved, except for when nap time rolls around. And they have a really strange sense of humor.”

“Well I’m not here to borrow anymore foals, I need you,” Discord explained. “With even Fluttershy getting wild and out of control, I need a foal on the inside that I can trust. Somepony who can keep up with the foals and keep them out of trouble.”

“And you want that pony to be me?!” Pinkie exclaimed as her blue eyes widened. “I don’t know, Discord. I don’t want to be a foal forever, the Cakes need me here at Sugarcube Corner!”

“Oh but it’s not permanent, it only lasts forty eight hours,” Discord explained. “You’ll still have your adult mind too if that’s what you’re worried about. Please, you’ve got to help me! I don’t know who else to turn to in a situation like this.”

But with a grin, Pinkie eagerly replied. “Oh Discord, you could’ve just said all that from the beginning. I would’ve said yes. I’ve always wanted to be a foal again, especially since the twins were born. I just didn’t think the Cakes would appreciate another a foal so soon. But if you need me to be one, I can play the part.”

“Really?” The spirit questioned. “You understand what I’m asking of you, right? Once I cast the spell, you’re stuck as a foal for forty eight hours. That means diapers, foal food, toys, and the whole nine yards.”

“Great!” Pinkie cheered, bouncing up and down! “Foals always get to have all the fun! I’m ready if you are, Discord! You can count on me! I’ll get our friends under control, and you’ll be left wondering how you ever managed without me!” However, she stopped mid-bounce as she realized. “But what if the Cakes need me while I’m stuck as a foal? I don’t think they’ll want an itty-bitty twinkie-Pinkie working in the kitchen, foals aren’t supposed to touch hot stoves. That’s a no no!”

“Relax, Mrs. Cake has Sugar Belle as her baking apprentice,” Discord said with a wink. “She can easily fill your role. She should already be on her way here.”

Pinkie breathed a sigh of relief. “Phew. For a moment there I was really worried. Now that I know the Cakes are in good hooves, I’m ready to be a foal again. This should be fun!”

“I just hope I don’t end up regretting this when all’s said and done.” Discord thought to himself. He knew full well that with Pinkie Pie as a foal, all bets were off. He could only hope that she would be new enough for the regression spell not to significantly affect her mental state, as seemed to be happening to the other foals.

Despite the fact that she had briefly been to Discord’s dimension before (once by mistake and once in search of her sister), the pink party pony was still amazed by all that she saw on her way to Discord’s house. “I should totally set up a Summer home here or something,” She commented. “This place has got everything!”

“Sorry, I’m not interested in a roommate at the moment,” Discord giggled. “But if this works out, I might have to invite you to the next slumber party with The Smooze. And for a blob, he sure knows how to have a pillow fight,” Then they reached the front door of Discord’s house and the spirit opened the door. “Step right inside and we’ll get you all set up. Remember, you’re supposed to help me. And if you need something, you just let me know. I’m your Daddy.”

“Daddy Discord!” Pinkie giggled as she bounced inside. It wasn’t long before she felt herself start to regress, the spell taking hold of her in what felt like the blink of an eye. Soon she was reduced to a pink coated foal with her curly pink mane and tail falling flat (like they had been prior to the rainboom), and her pretty blue eyes being reduced to little dots. “Wowie! Everything’s so huge now!” She exclaimed in delight!

The foal was quickly scooped up by Discord and taken to the back as he smiled, even as he shushed her. “Now now, please keep your voice down. The rest of your friends are still asleep, or at least they should be.”

Sure enough, the cribs were vacant and the four diapered foals were already running about the nursery. “Ooh! Did Daddy bring a new foal home?” Fluttershy eagerly exclaimed.

“Yes he did, and he needs to get her diapered pronto!” Discord replied to Fluttershy. “So the rest of you please stay out of trouble. This will take just a second.”

The foals giggled but seemed to obey, giving the chaos maker the time he needed to get his newest little one all diapered up. He was taking no chances with this one, he made sure the tabs were secure to the point where only he could remove them. Once he was certain of this, he gave the diaper a pat.

Pinkie squealed in delight, kicking about in her padding. “Hee hee, this is so comfy! You did an excellent job, Discord! A lot better than the first time I had to put diapers on a pony.”

Discord just smiled. “I’m glad you like them. I wanted to make sure I got only the best for my foals,” And then set her on the floor. “Everypony, say hello to your new big sister, Pinkie Pie.”

But Fluttershy corrected. “I’m a year older than Pinkie Pie! That makes me the big sister!”

Pinkie just grinned. “You sure didn’t act like it last night from what I hear. Is it true you let Applejack lasso a lounge chair?”

“Darn right I did!” Applejack boasted. “It was a rodeo that had to be seen to be believed!”

The chaos maker quickly spoke up with a loud cough, silencing any arguments. “Well, now that you’ve all gotten a chance to meet her, I believe breakfast is in order.”

“What’s for breakfast, Daddy?” Rarity asked. “Remember, I have a sensitive stomach. I don’t wanna make another messy.”

“And I don’t want something super yucky!” Rainbow gagged.

“Then how does oatmeal sound?” Discord inquired of his young charges. “Is that good enough for everyone?”

“Oatmeal’s fine, my little tummy can handle that,” Rarity nodded in response. “Just don’t put cinnamon in it, that always makes me gassy.”

“I don’t like cinnamon either, tastes funny on my tongue.” Rainbow spoke up.

Fluttershy just licked her lips. “I like honey on mine.”

“Make mine with strawberries,” Applejack spoke up, prompting everypony to look at her. “What? After learnin’ my mom was a Pear, I’ve started to realize that other fruits have their uses too. And Granny always said I’d eat anythin’ as a foal.”

“Wow! Me too!” Pinkie happily exclaimed! “No wonder we’re related! We like the same things!”

“Okay then. Two normal bowls of oatmeal, one bowl with honey, and two with strawberries.” Discord wrote down the orders on a sketchpad while dressed like a waitress. Then with a snap of his talons, he teleported all five foals to the kitchen. One by one, all of them were placed into high chairs with Pinkie Pie going first. And one by one, all had the bars of their high chairs secured in place.

As soon as the bowls of oatmeal were ready, they were placed on the high chair bars. Before Discord had a chance to get a word in edgewise, Pinkie immediately reached out a hoof to try and grab some of the oatmeal. But she pulled it back the moment it made contact with the delicious item. “Ow! Hot!” She exclaimed! And Pinkie Pie rubbed her tiny tongue, trying to make it feel better.

“Pinkie Pie!” Discord scolded. “I thought you of all ponies would know better! Foals aren’t allowed to feed themselves, they need other ponies to do it for them.”

Rarity frowned. “And we use table manners. Don’t eat with your hooves, that’s uncouth.”

“More uncouth than making a messy in your diapers?” Rainbow teased and got a good laugh.

“You were there, you saw what happened!” Rarity growled in protest. “My tummy got all icky and I couldn’t help myself!”

“Rarity is quite right, Rainbow Dash,” Discord lectured. “Don’t be teasing your big sister for something she couldn’t help. One more rude remark like that and I’ll put you in time out again.” then he whispered. “Maybe even a small spanking if you keep misbehaving. Don’t think I’ve forgotten the stunt you and your sisters pulled last night, you were lucky nopony got hurt.”

Rainbow gulped and her eyes seemed to widen. “No, not that! Anything but that!” She pleaded. “I’ll be good, I swear!”

“What did she do last time to get punished?” Pinkie whispered to Fluttershy.

Fluttershy whispered back. “She said a naughty word and hit Daddy in the face, pretty hard too. So as a result he washed her mouth out with soap. You should’ve seen it, it was kind of funny. Afterwards, he put her in time out.”

“Wow! They’re worse than I thought!” Pinkie thought to herself. “I’ve really got my work cut out for me today! Even Pound and Pumpkin Cake never did things like that! And dear Celestia, my first time with them was almost more than I could handle!”

After breakfast came and went without much further fanfare, Discord set up a table in the living room and with a snap of his talons he floated over a whole bunch of art tools: Construction paper, safety scissors, glue, glitter, paint brushes, paint pads, crayons, and even colored pencils. For good measure he set down several wads of newspaper as well (all copies of yesterday’s Ponyville Express).

Then he clapped his paws and instructed for his little ones to come over. They all did so, waddling over all at once. “Alright, my little ponies,” The spirit cooed in his best fatherly tone. “How about some arts and crafts? You can draw, or paint, or cut and paste. Just try not to make too much of a mess.”

“Can we paint with our hooves?” Pinkie Pie suggested. “Hoof painting is always so much fun!”

“Of course you can. Just don’t paint on the walls, that’s a no no,” Discord playfully lectured. “And no eating glue or crayons either. They are not to be consumed.”

Pinkie just giggled. “Don’t worry, I learned my lesson long ago. Once I accidentally ate a glitter stick. I was coughing up glitter for a whole week.” Then she plopped down into one of the chairs, dipping her hooves into some of the different paints.

“Pinkie Pie, watch the paint! You’re gonna stain my diaper!” Rarity shrieked as she ducked and weaved around a few blotches of paint.

“Oopsie! Sorry, Rarity!” Pinkie apologized without turning around to look, she was too deep into her painting to took notice of just about anything else.

Rarity, deciding that that was the best she was going to get out of Pinkie in terms of an apology, simply sat down at a seat at the opposite end of the table and with what magic she had she had picked up some colored pencils and a pair of safety scissors. Though regressed, the fashionista was still buzzing with ideas. Sure, they were foalish in nature, but they were helpful to get the creative juices flowing again. “I might have to look into designing foal wear on the side. Just need to think of a way to keep it separate from my regular works.” She thought to herself.

Rainbow Dash sat next to Pinkie Pie and started dipping her hooves into a variety of paints. “Hoof painting is awesome! I didn’t paint with a brush until I was in kindergarten.” She happily exclaimed.

Fluttershy sat next to Rarity, taking some cotton balls and glueing them onto a piece of paper. “I’m going to make a bunny just like those dust bunnies I saw under the couch yesterday.” She told the others.

“Eh, I ain’t much of an artist. Reckon I’ll just use some crayons and colored pencils and do some doodles.” Applejack shrugged as she sat at the last unoccupied seat.

The five little artists all got to work on their various art projects for the next roughly half an hour or so, all the while Discord watched over them. “Five foals are actually working out better than four foals,” He thought to himself. “Was Pinkie Pie really what I needed to reign them in? Maybe I should’ve gotten her before anypony else. Might have kept Rainbow Dash and Applejack from acting up.”

But all of a sudden the peace of arts and crafts time was interrupted, as Pinkie ceased her hoof painting and started to jump up and down!

“What’s wrong, Pinkie?” Rainbow questioned.

Rarity recognized the face (and the dance) her pink coated friend was making. It was one she was well acquainted with. “You have to go potty, don’t you, Pinkie?”

Pinkie nodded her head, but was too busy squirming and jumping to say a word. She just sped off super fast!

“Hey, where are you going?! Come back here this instant young mare!” Discord demanded! “I thought I told you to tell me when you needed something!”

“Sorry, Discord, but I really really really gotta go!” The regressed party pony protested. “And I don’t think there’s a bathroom around here!”

“Pinkie, you can borrow my training potty,” Rarity offered. “Not everypony’s who a foal has to use their diapers. I quite prefer keeping mine clean.”

“Oh thanks, Rarity! I had a hard enough time changing the twins diapers whenever they did anything in them! I did not want to go through the ordeal myself!” Pinkie happily proclaimed. “You’re a lifesaver!” Soon, with Discord’s help, she was seated on the bright pink bowl with her diaper pulled down. An audible tinkling and plopping sound could be heard as the foal sighed in relief.

But once she was done, she immediately rose from the potty and with a series of shimmies dropped her diaper all the way to the floor. Then she took off in a pink blur of motion, laughing and giggling like crazy!

“Oh sweet Celestia, she’s completely naked!” Discord exclaimed as he put his paws to his face.

“But we don’t normally wear clothes.” Applejack corrected the spirit.

“You’re missing the point, Applejack. She hasn’t been wiped yet!” Discord had to explain! “I don’t need her running around with her stinky plot!” And he groaned. “And here I thought I could count on her to be the responsible one. She’s almost as bad as Rainbow Dash.”

Rainbow giggled. “Hey, I’m not surprised Pinkie’s enjoying this. She’s always been a big foal at heart, and Twilight mentioned she saw Pinkie with a diaper on her head and another on her rump once.”

Fluttershy then spoke up. “No worries, Discord. We’ll track her down and get her wiped up. Don’t you worry your pretty little head.”

“Well, at least Fluttershy’s starting to take over the big sister role again,” Discord thought to himself. “Maybe I should go back to relying on her. Until Applejack came along, it seemed to be working out perfectly.”

Pinkie kept running about the entirety of Discord’s house, delighting in all the sights and sounds that she took in. She either didn’t notice or didn’t care about her still smelly plot. “Now I can see why Pound and Pumpkin Cake liked doing this so much. Foals do have more fun!” She chuckled. “If only my original foalhood had been this much fun. Yeah, I had diapers and toys and pacifiers, but I never got to do anywhere close to the things I’ve done here. I gotta talk to Discord about doing this more often!”

As the pink coated foal kept on running, her blue eyes filled with foalish wonder and amazement, she did not seem to notice her friends (and fellow foals) laying in wait with wet wipes and a diaper.

It wasn’t until too late that the foal realized what awaited her! She tried in vain to stop, but was quickly subdued by her friends. Working together, they were able to wipe her rump till it was spotless and then put her diaper back on. It wasn’t as secure as it had been before, but considering their clumsy hooves it was the best they could do.

“Whew!” Fluttershy declared as she wiped the sweat from her brows. “There we go, all better.”

“Pinkie Pie, darling, you need to not run off like that,” Rarity lightly scolded. “Just because you’re a foal doesn’t mean you can do whatever you want. What if you’d tripped over something and gotten a boo boo?”

“Oh that would be a major bummer, boo boos are no fun at all.” The regressed pink party pony proudly protested with a pronounced shake of her head.

“So don’t run off on us and you won’t get boo boos,” Rainbow instructed, before she then added. “But that was kind of neat how you did that. Just got up and took off like there was no tomorrow.”

Pinkie proudly grinned. “When you’ve foalsit twins the way I have, you learn to be quick on your hooves to catch them. Especially in Pound’s case, he’s a little flying prodigy,” And then a grin form on her face. “Say, why do you guys listen to Discord? What does he know about foals? He’s never foalsat them until now, he still doesn’t know all the ins and outs of caring for them.”

Applejack grinned. “You thinkin’ what I’m thinkin’, cousin?”

“Oh I think so, Applejack,” Pinkie Pie smiled. “But do you think Discord will let us?”

Rainbow stuck out her tongue. “Who cares if he’ll let us? We’re foals, we’re not supposed to listen.”

“Um, actually…” Fluttershy began.

But Rarity interrupted. “I’m actual with you girls on this one. Since I am stuck as a foal, I might as well make the most of it. If it means being a little bit on the naughty side, so be it.”

“Excellent!” Pinkie grinned as she rubbed her little hooves together. “Together, we can drive Discord crazy! Well, crazier than he already is.”

“Where did those foals get to?” Discord wondered aloud as he began to search around his house. “They should’ve caught up to Pinkie Pie by now, and she should’ve more than worn them out. The little ones should be ready for their naps. Why is nothing turning like it should today?”

The witty spirit put his paws to his lips and started calling out. “You who, children! Come out come out wherever you are! It’s almost naptime, and you know what happens to foals who don’t take their naps. Don’t you?”

There was no reply, not even a faint giggle or crinkle. The spirit started to grow worried. “I did lock the front door, didn’t I? And even if I didn’t, they wouldn’t think to actually wander out into my dimension, right? Surely, Fluttershy or Pinkie Pie would stop them.”

Just then, the spirit happened to hear what sounded like a faint “Achoo!” coming from underneath the couch. Snapping his talons, he caused the couch to fly up from the floor. And right underneath where it had once stood was Fluttershy, apparently conversing with the dust bunnies.

“Fluttershy! Oh thank goodness!” Discord exclaimed as he scooped the little pegasus into his hooves. “Where are the other foals? Please tell me they’re all asleep somewhere.”

But Fluttershy giggled and shook her head. “Sorry, Discord, but I can’t tell you where they are. That would spoil the game.”

“Game?” Discord questioned. “I wasn’t aware we were playing a game.”

The pegasus foal with a coat of butter yellow giggled again. “We are now. Each of us are hiding somewhere, and it’s your job to find us. When you find us all, you win. Since you’ve found me, you have four more foals to find.”

The spirit groaned. “Great, a game of hide and go seek. Normally I’d be for all it, but for right now I just want to find my little ones and put them down for their naps.”

Fluttershy chuckled. “Oh Discord. You didn’t really think caring for five foals was going to be easy, did you?”

Realizing that he was in over his head, Discord snapped his talons and produced another version of himself. “Oh, it’s you again,” The other Discord frowned. “Come to steal my ideas again? Forget it!”

“Please, you have to help me!” Discord pleaded with his other self! “The foals have escaped, and I need to track them down! This job’s too big for one draconequus to do alone!”

“Oh, so now you need my help?” The other Discord bitterly remarked.

Discord sighed. Why did his other self have to be so stubborn? “Look, I’m sorry about yesterday, and the day before that, and the day before that. Now will you please help me out?”

The other Discord was silent for a good moment or two, stroking his goat beard with a paw. Then he cleared his throat and spoke. “Oh, alright. But only this once. And I expect to be fully compensated for this.”

“You can just name your price when this is all over,” The spirit replied and then instructed to his other self. “You look over there, and I’ll look over here. If you find any of the foals, bring them to me in the nursery.”

“Alright then! Best of luck to you, because you’ll need it!” The other Discord saluted and then he disappeared in a flash of light.

Now alone with Fluttershy, the draconequus set to work on searching in and around the living room. He searched high and low but to no avail.

He moved his search to the kitchen, and found Pinkie Pie poorly hidden amongst some pots and pans. “Aw, you caught me!” Pinkie playfully giggled. “I was so sure you’d never find me!”

“I don’t suppose you would know where to find the others, would you?” Discord hopefully inquired.

“Nopearooni,” Pinkie shook her head. “Though if you’re looking for Rainbow Dash, try searching much higher. That’s where I’d be if I were her.”

And that’s exactly where Discord found Rainbow Dash, stuck atop the kitchen ceiling. “Stupid wings picked a heck of a time to stop working.” She complained as Discord brought her down to the ground.

Mere seconds later, the other Discord returned with a squirming Rarity and Applejack in his embrace. “Found these two hiding in the drawers beneath the changing table,” He deposited them at the foot of the first Discord and told him. “You’re welcome.” And then quickly disappeared.

Moments later, a very exhausted Discord was placing the five foals into separate cribs for their naps. “This time I better not catch any of you outside your cribs before nap time is over,” He scolded. “If I do, I’ll break out the foal pouch and put you in it. You won’t be able to go anywhere without me.” Then he left the nursery, making sure to lock the door.

The spirit sighed and groaned. “I can’t take much more of this! This is just too much chaos, even for me! I need to find a way to break that regression spell. And there’s only one pony who can help me with that. I just hope she won’t be too mad when she finds out about all of this.”

Foal #6: Twilight Sparkle

Discord was still debating in his head how to best approach the subject with Twilight. Should he start with a dramatic plea that something had gone wrong? Or maybe he could go for a more subtle option and tip toe his way around the issue? Perhaps it might be best to just come out and apologize, and let her lecture him on the dangers of messing with advanced magic when it involved their friends?

He worried so much over the approach, that he didn’t even notice when he bumped into Spike. The little dragon was quite surprised to see the draconequus. “Hey, Discord. What are you doing here? It’s not guy’s night.”

“I know that, Spike. I’m not here for that,” The spirit replied in an urgent tone of voice. “Where’s Twilight? I have to, no scratch that, I need to talk to her right away! It’s urgent!”

“Really? Or is this just another one of your attempts to mess with her?” Spike questioned.

“Spike, please, help a draconequus out here!” Discord pleaded. “I did a terrible thing and it’s gone horribly wrong! Twilight’s the only pony who can possibly help me now. So please, tell me where I can find her!”

“I’m right here, Discord,” A familiar voice called out, soon revealing itself as belonging to Twilight Sparkle. “Now what could possibly be so important that you had to show up like this? What did you even do?”

With a gulp, the spirit threw himself at Twilight’s hooves and desperately pleaded! “Oh Twilight, I take back all the things I ever did to you! Well, most of the things anyway. I really really need your help!”

“With what?” Twilight questioned. “Discord, what did you do?”

Discord let out another gulp. “W-well in my defense, it sounded like a good idea at the time. I just sort of… regressed our friends to foals for forty eight hours, and the spell worked a little too well. They’re starting to act like actual foals! I can’t keep them under control, they’re driving me crazy!”

Now it was Twilight’s turn to gasp! “Discord! You messed with age spells?! How could you be so irresponsible?! Age spells are some of the most powerful magic ever known to pony kind. They’re not to fooled around with. What were you thinking?”

“Like I said, it sounded like a good idea at the time,” Discord apologized. “I really wanted a family and I didn’t think I could just borrow some random foals. I already got everything I thought I’d need to take care of them, and the spell was only supposed to physically regress them not mentally regress them. I mean, they still mostly have their adult minds but they’re acting a lot more foalish than they should,” In the most sincere tone possible, he pleaded. “Please, princess! You have to help me! I really don’t know who else I can turn to! You can lecture me all you want about this afterward, but right now I need your magical know how to undo the spell and get everypony back to normal.”

With a sigh, the young alicorn reluctantly replied. “Alright, Discord. I’ll help you out. But the next time you get the idea to use age spells to turn our friends into foals, run it by me or one of the other princesses first.”

The chaotic spirit nodded. “Oh believe me, I will.”

“Alright then,” Twilight replied. “Now, what kind of spell did you use exactly? If I have an idea of what I’m working with, I’ll be better able to come up with a solution.”

“Well that’s the thing, I don’t rightly remember. I didn’t think it was going to be important.” Discord admitted.

“Well that could be a problem then,” The princess glumly noted. “There are hundreds upon thousands of books on age spells in this library alone. It could take hours to find the one we need.”

The spirit groaned in frustration, pulling out his horns. “Oh! But that’s hours we don’t have! Our friends will surely tear up the place if left to their own devices for that long!” Then he got an idea. “Wait a minute, what am I thinking? We don’t need books to tell us how to fix things, you just need to see it for yourself! Then with your highly advanced alicorn powers, you can undo what I’ve done and everything can go back to normal!”

“But that’s not a-” Twilight began.

“-Oh, what a splendid idea! Why didn’t I think of it sooner?” Discord applauded himself. “Come on, Twilight! We’ve got no time to waste! We’ve got to get my dimension on the double!” He ripped open a portal to his dimension and pulled the alicorn through before she could get in even a single syllable of protest.

Discord led Twilight through the many twists and turns of his chaotic dimension, before they finally reached the draconequus’ home.

Twilight prepared to step inside, only for Discord to throw up a paw and stop her! “You can’t set a single hoof inside that place, Twilight! The moment you do, you’ll start to regress! Only I am unaffected by it.”

“And you did this to all of our friends without telling them?” Twilight frowned in disapproval.

“Only Fluttershy and Rainbow Dash,” Discord confessed. “Everypony I made sure to tell them in advance what they were getting into. It actually wasn’t so bad until Applejack came along, since then they’ve been getting out of control.”

“Even for you?” The princess questioned.

The spirit nodded. “Yes, even for me. Trust me, I wouldn’t have come to you for help if I had any belief I could manage on my own.”

“Well I can’t help you if I can’t get inside to see our friends,” Twilight protested. “And I’m certainly not going to be much help if I too regress. My magic wasn’t the greatest as a foal outside the occasional magic surge.”

Discord groaned and sighed. “I’m well aware of that, princess. Just hold still for a second,” He snapped his talons, and Twilight briefly felt some kind of tingling sensation all over her body before it faded. “There. That should protect you from the affects of the regression spell I cast on this place. But it won’t last long, at best it’ll only hold for about half an hour. And if you’re inside my house when it wears off, you’ll start to regress.”

“Then we’ve got no time to waste!” Twilight declared. “We need to get inside right now!”

“Okay, but be careful. In their regressed state, there’s no telling how well our friends will cooperate.” Discord warned as he opened the door to his house and let the princess inside. As he did though, he had the strangest feeling that he was somehow forgetting something.

Once the two were inside, they immediately beheld a sight that would terrify even the most experienced of foalsitters.

All five foals were running about every which way, laughing and giggling, all the while they were overturning chairs, throwing stuff onto lampshades, and just in general making a mess of the place.

“Whoa! You weren’t kidding about the chaos,” Twilight commented to Discord. “You’re sure it was only supposed to be a physical age regression spell, and not a mental one?”

“Yes, of course,” Discord firmly responded. “And now you see why I need your help. I like a good deal of chaos, but this is way too much!”

Twilight simply sighed. “Alright. Well, I think I know a spell that can reverse all of this. But you’re gonna have to round up all our friends and get them to hold still. This is going to require a great deal of concentration on my part.”

“Say no more. You just leave everything to me, princess!” Discord replied with a salute. “I’ll get the little ones all rounded up for you. You just get that spell ready!” And then he took off in pursuit of the foals.

Meanwhile, Twilight took a deep breath. “Okay, you heard what Discord said. So concentrate,” She mentally convinced herself, even as a nagging thought started to form in her mind. “My friends seem to be having fun though. It’s really a shame this all has to end so soon,” She shook her head, dismissing the idea. “Wait, where did that come from? The regression spell isn’t supposed to start affecting me yet.”

She was snapped out of her mental ponderings by a series of faint thuds and crinkles. Five very familiar looking foals were all seated before her, with Discord watching over them. “Okay, Twilight, they’re all ready for you,” He instructed. “Just cast that spell and turn everything back to normal. I know you can do it!”

Meanwhile, all the foals were looking up at the new grown-up with amazement. “Twilight! Did you come here to help Discord take care of us?” Pinkie happily exclaimed with a giggle.

“We’re not trying to give Discord a hard time, honest,” Fluttershy apologized. “It’s just that being a foal again is so much fun.”

“Yeah!” Rainbow encouraged. “You oughta try it, egghead! Beats having your nose in a book all day!”

But Twilight just brushed the foals aside with a hoof. “Sorry, everypony. You’ve had your fun and now it’s time to end it.” She did her best to ignore the groans of protest from her regressed friends.

Taking a deep breath, the alicorn closed her eyes and lit up her horn. A reddish-pink glow similar to the skunk stripe in her mane and tail enveloped the foals, all of whom giggled at the funny feeling of the magic as it washed over them.

The anti-regression spell took a lot of magic to pull off. Twilight’s horn soon began to spark quite ominously. “This is harder than I thought! Whatever kind of spell Discord put on my friends, it must be something super heavy duty!” She thought to herself. “But I never back down from a challenge! So give it all you’ve got, spell! I’ll still beat you!”

Yet all of a sudden, Twilight felt a sneeze coming on. And a sneeze in the middle of a magic spell always spelt trouble. Her nose started to twitch and the princess tried her hardest to resist the urge. “Ah… ah…” She stuttered, the urge becoming stronger by the second. And the more she tried to hold back, the more her horn seemed to spark ominously.

Rarity knew a sneezing face when she saw it. She’d had plenty of experience with this sort of thing from when Sweetie Belle was a little one. “She’s gonna blow! Everypony duck!” She shouted at the top of her lungs!

The foals all did so, covering their heads with their hooves. Just seconds later, Twilight let out an audible. “Achoo!” A shower of sparks and reddish-pink magic shook the ground, producing a huge puff of smoke!

When the smoke faded, before everyone’s eyes stood not the tall and slender alicorn that was Twilight, but an alicorn foal with a light purple coat, little moderate violet eyes, and a short little mane and tail of dark blue and moderate purple, with a reddish-pink skunk stripe running down it.

Everyone let out a gasp! Twilight, their last hope and salvation, had been transformed into a foal as well!

The alicorn foal looked at her chubby hooves and diminished stature, and immediately she squeaked out with a blush. “Oopsie! I guess I was trying a little too hard.”

Applejack was the first one to regain her composure. “Twilight, you’re a… a…”

“A foal? Why, yes I am,” Twilight giggled. “This sure feels weird, but in a good way. At least now I’m not missing out on all the fun.”

“Oh no! No no no!” Discord exclaimed in horror! “You can’t be a foal too, Twilight! I need your help!”

But when Twilight tried to light up her horn, nothing but a few small sparks of magic would escape. “Sorry, Discord,” She apologized. “But it looks like that sneeze drained all my magic. I couldn’t turn back to normal even if I wanted to. I guess I’m stuck as a foal for the next forty eight hours.”

“Yeah, but look on the bright side, Twilight,” Pinkie eagerly encouraged. “Now you get to play with all of us! We can go on all kinds of foalish adventures!”

“And you get to wear diapers! They’re so soft and crinkly!” Fluttershy added with a smile.

Twilight looked down at herself, noticing that she was without padding. She blushed and covered her hooves. “Oh yeah, I should probably put one on so I don’t have an accident. I just hope I don’t have to wear two of them. My mommy says she always had to put two on me so I wouldn’t soak my crib.”

“Oh don’t worry about that, Twilight,” Discord reassured his newest foal. “My diapers are much thicker and much more absorbent than any you ever wore. I made sure to get only the best,” He scooped her up as he instructed to the other foals. “You all just stay put, I need to get your new sister diapered before she makes a mess.”

“Okay, Daddy,” Fluttershy nodded in reply. “We’ll just play with some toys in the playpen until you get back. Come on, girls!” And they all waddled away after the little pegasus, who had once again taken control of the rag tag group of little ones.

Meanwhile, Discord brought Twilight to the back of his house where he had set up his nursery. He carefully laid the little alicorn on the changing table, securing a strap over her so she wouldn’t wiggle about. “I’m not taking any chances with you,” He cautioned. “I’m not sure if you’re as chaotic and energetic as Flurry Heart, and I don’t want to find out.”

“Hey, don’t be knocking my B.B.B.F.F’s parenting skills!” Twilight protested as she kicked about. “He even changed my diapers from time to time, after Cadence taught him how of course,” And she giggled. “You should’ve seen the funny faces they would make every time they did it. Cadence even used to say I was a little stink bomb!”

“Really, or was she just playing with you?” Discord questioned as he retrieved a diaper. “Either way, I hope you’re going to behave better for me,” With a gulp, he added. “You’re not still mad about all the times I messed with you, are you? I was only trying to have a little fun.”

The alicorn foal just grinned. “Well now it’s my turn to have fun. Between friendship quests, managing the school, and keeping my castle’s library organized, I almost never have time to do the things I really want to do. At best I’ll get to cuddle up for a while with a good book before bed. But now I finally get to have a break from all that stuff! And I intend to make the most of it.”

“Well, vacation or not, you’re in my care now,” The spirit cautioned as he carefully strapped up the diaper. “So from now you can call me ‘Daddy’. And if you need anything at all, I expect you to ask me. Do I make myself clear?”

“But of course, Daddy,” Twilight replied with a wink as she was helped down from the changing table, delighting in how soft and crinkly her new diaper was. “So, what are we gonna do first?”

“Well what you’re going to do first, is join your friends in the playpen so I can keep an eye on the whole lot of you,” Discord instructed quite sternly as he scooped the foal up. “It’ll give me time to think about how I’m going to handle six foals for the rest of the day and into tomorrow. Once Fluttershy’s back to normal, then I’ll breath easier.”

But just as Discord was lowering Twilight into the playpen, he (as well as everyone else) was surprised to hear what sounded like a wail. A rather high pitched wail at that.

The wail seemed to be originating from the living room, so Discord followed the voice to there and he nearly jumped back in surprise at the sight that greeted his eyes!

There sat a pale, light grayish-purple coated unicorn foal with moderate persian blue eyes. Said foal sported a moderate purple mane and tail with lighter purple and pale, light-grayish aquamarine highlights, all of which was styled into a lovely set of pigtails for the mane. And the foal appeared to be sitting in a puddle of yellow liquid.

“Starlight Glimmer?!” Discord gasped in surprised as he approached the foal!

The foal seemed to briefly stop wailing as she admitted. “Yeah, it’s me! And I had a bit of an accident! I didn’t mean to!”

“Oh I’m sure you didn’t,” Discord sympathetically replied to the foal. “But we’d better get you cleaned up before you get an infection. And we should probably diaper you too so you don’t have another accident like this on the floors,” Then he levitated over a spare pacifier, gently inserting it into the sobbing foal’s mouth. “Here, suck on this. I’m told it helps calm foals down.”

“Okay.” Starlight lisped behind the pacifier as it bobbed up and down in her mouth.

With a snap of his talons, Discord levitated the foal up off the floor and brought over some wet wipes to clean her up. With another snap of his talons, some brooms and a bucket of hot water with soap levitated close to the puddle and started to clean it up. “Just two brooms will do, no need to make more. Last time, they multiplied out of control and flooded my house from top to bottom.”

The regressed unicorn seemed to giggle at the mental image that conjured up, and so she didn’t seem to notice as she was floated over to the changing table and laid down upon it. Soon, she could feel herself being diapered, as the delightful smell of cornstarch reached her nostrils.

“How did this all happen? I specifically recall not inviting you here,” Discord questioned his newest little one. “And I only have enough cribs for six. So if you’re going to stay here for the next forty eight hours, you’ll have to share a crib tonight.”

“Oh that’s okay, I used to share a crib with Sunburst all the time when we were foals,” Starlight smiled as she took the pacifier out of her mouth to speak more clearly. “As for how I got here… well, it’s a long story.”

“Humor me.” Discord replied.

The regressed unicorn sighed. “Well, it all started about an hour ago or so.”

Starlight groaned in frustration as she walked the hallways of the castle. “Come on, I’m sure there was a bathroom around here somewhere! Why hasn’t Twilight gotten around to labeling these rooms yet?” As she trotted along, she was reminded of her need to visit the porcelain throne with a faint but growing twinge in her bladder.

But it seemed the unicorn had taken a wrong turn and gotten lost again. Something that had been happening to her even in spite of how long she’d been living in the castle. “One of these days I need to make my own map of this place. Seems like I keep forgetting what’s where.” She thought, hoping to at least bump into Spike or Twilight and ask for directions. It’d be embarrassing to have to ask, but it was certainly better than leaving a puddle on the floor for them to clean up.

Suddenly, while trotting past the library, Starlight’s wandering eyes happened to notice a strange glow coming from inside said library. Being a curious sort of pony, she reluctantly tip hoofed her way towards the door. “Twilight?” She called from the other side, just in case her former teacher was in the middle of something.

But there was no reply. Starlight took that as an invitation to open the door and trot inside. By now she had forgotten all about her need to visit the bathroom. Besides, she could hold it. Whatever was inside the library warranted her full attention.

In a corner of the library was what appeared to be some kind of opening, what you might call a portal. “Odd,” The mare commented to herself. “I thought Twilight and I both agreed not to experiment with opening portals after what happened with the Pony of Shadows.”

Yet it seemed like Twilight was nowhere to be seen. That was definitely strange. It wasn’t like her to not be aware of a portal in her own castle. Or had she left it there for a reason?

Curiously, the unicorn reached out a hoof towards the portal. Maybe there was something on the other side? There wouldn’t be any harm in just quickly putting her hoof through it, would there?

Unfortunately, upon sticking a hoof into the portal, Starlight discovered much too late that there was a strong magical pull surrounding it! She dug her hooves into the floor, trying in vain to avoid being pulled in! “Somepony, help! Twilight?! Spike?! Trixie?! Mommy!” And that was the last thing she said aloud before she was pulled through completely! Horrified, Starlight shut her eyes!

“And when I opened them, I was out here and I’d been reduced to a foal,” Starlight explained. “Then all of a sudden I felt the urge to go to the bathroom, and I couldn’t hold it in.”

“Ah, I knew I was forgetting something!” Discord realized as he set the foal down in the playpen with the others. “I’ll have to make sure I close up that portal before it sucks in anymore unsuspecting ponies. That’ll have to be added to my list of things to do.”

“What do you mean?” Starlight asked as she and her regressed friends all looked up at the spirit. “Where are you going?”

The spirit responded. “I’m afraid this has gotten quite out of hand, or paw, or whatever you prefer. Five foals was pushing it, but now that I have seven foals I’m in way over my head! This is too much for one draconequus to do all alone. I need help,” He then snapped his talons, producing another version of himself. “I have to step out for a while, so I’m leaving my other self in charge. I hope you’ll all treat him with the same respect you would show to me.”

“But, when will you be back?” Twilight questioned Discord. “And who are you going to tell about all of this?”

“You’ll find soon, hopefully,” Discord replied with a wink. “Until then, behave yourselves. Ta ta for now.” And with another snap of his talons he disappeared, leaving his other self in charge.

“Well, I guess there’s nothing we can do now except wait.” Starlight declared as she sat in the playpen and folded her hooves.

But the rest of the foals just giggled, and Rainbow Dash spoke up. “Come on, Starlight! You’re a foal now! It’s time to let your inner foal shine!”

“But.. but I can’t be a foal again! I never wanted to be a foal again!” Starlight protested.

“Really?” Twilight arched an eyebrow upward. “What about the time you turned yourself and Sunburst into foals so you could play Dragon Pit?”

The recently regressed unicorn groaned. “That was different!”

“How was it different? Regression is regression.” Rarity commented.

Starlight blushed. “W-well for one thing, we weren’t in diapers. Although maybe I should’ve put us back in them, then it would’ve been like we were in potty training again. Those were some of the best years of our lives.”

“Well think of this as your chance to relive those days, Starlight,” Rainbow encouraged. “You can be as mischievous as you want.”

“Yeah!” Applejack chimed in. “And I already have the perfect idea in mind for what we can do! We’re gonna give that other Discord the time of his life!” And she started to rub her hooves together.

Playdate, Part 1: S.O.S

The first stop Discord made after leaving his dimension, was Twilight’s castle. He immediately closed up the portal he had accidentally left opened. He didn’t want anyone else to accidentally be sucked into it.

As the spirit was closing up the portal, Spike came wandering in. “Hey, Discord,” He greeted to his friend. “What are you doing back here? And how come Twilight’s not with you? I thought you needed her for something important.”

The draconequus gulped as he immediately confessed to the little dragon. “Oh, Spike, I’m in big trouble!”

“Really? You of all creatures in trouble?” Spike wondered aloud. “You must be joking. Since when do you run into trouble?”

The chaos maker sighed and explained as best he could. “It was all supposed to be a simple spell. Just a little age regression to last for forty eight hours. I was gonna borrow our friends and use them as my foals. But it’s all gone horribly wrong!”

“What?! You turned all of your friends into foals?!” Spike gasped in shock. “Discord! Why would you do such a thing?!” Spike then realized this meant he'd probably have to take care of Twilight until she got older again.“Ugh, I don’t like changing diapers!” He thought.

“I wanted a family, and I didn’t think I could just ask for foals to borrow,” Discord tried to explain as he adopted a rather guilty look on his face. “You can yell at me all you want afterward, Spike, but for right now I really need your help. I’ve got seven foals to take care of and they don’t wanna cooperate. I’ve only got two paws.”

“Seven? So Starlight has been reduced to a foal too?” Spike realized, then he thought. “Starlight didn't really like being babied by her father when she visited him. But maybe being treated like a foal could make her happier since he won’t be there?”

Discord gulped again. “Yes. Quite accidentally I assure you,” And then he pleaded again. “Can you please help me, Spike? I’m not sure who else to turn to. It’ll only be until our friends are back to normal, then I promise I won’t try to do this again. At least, not on everypony all at once.”

The little dragon was silent for a few moments, contemplating and pondering about the situation he’d been presented with. At last, he looked Discord square in the eyes and told the spirit. “Oh alright, you’re lucky I can’t say no when foals are involved. I picked up a thing or two from helping Twilight with Flurry Heart, and that even means diaper changes, much as I may not have liked them.”

Discord pulled Spike close and gave him a big hug! “Oh thank you, Spike! I really mean it this time! You’re a lifesaver!”

Spike threw up a claw. “However, we’re going to need backup.”

The spirit gulped anew. “Backup?”

The little dragon firmly nodded as he took out some scrolls and started to write on them. “If we’re talking about seven foals, it’s going to take more than just the two of us to keep them in line. Even with my wings and claws, I’ll only be of so much help. We’ll need some ponies who can keep up with the foals, as well as a pony or two that knows what we’re dealing with. And even a pony that can be used for entertainment. It’s always easier to care for foals if you keep them distracted.”

“Well that’s nice and all, but where are we ever gonna find such ponies on such short notice? I can’t be gone from my dimension for very long.” The spirit nervously replied as he twiddled his paws in anxiety.

“Not to worry,” Spike said with a wink. “I already have just the ponies in mind. And with your abilities, we should easily be able to teleport to them. Just need to send out these scrolls really quick.” He set them all on fire with his dragon breath, making sure their intended destinations were clear in mind. He didn’t want them to go to Princess Celestia by mistake.

“Okay, where to first?” Discord asked Spike. “Lead the way oh fearless leader.”

“Alright,” The little dragon replied. “First stop: Sweet Apple Acres and the clubhouse of the Cutie Mark Crusaders!”

“Oh good, I always did have a special place in my heart for those little chaos makers.” Discord declared as he snapped his talons, taking Spike with him to the intended destination.

The Cutie Mark Crusaders had just finished roll call when Discord and Spike teleported into their clubhouse, quite unexpectedly at that.

“Discord?” Apple Bloom questioned. “What in the hay are you doin’ here? Can’t you see we’re about to conduct official Crusader business?”

“Which is what, exactly?” Discord commented in reply. “Seems to me like you don’t have anything to do.”

Scootaloo shook her head. “That’s not true!” She retorted quite defensively. “We were just going to go out into town and see if we couldn’t help some ponies with their cutie mark problems. Or maybe give another tour of that school.”

Discord yawned. “Ugh that sounds so boring.” He said in reply to Scootaloo.

Scootaloo punched her hooves together, only to be interrupted by Sweetie Belle. The filly sighed as she confessed. “No, you’re right, Discord. We really don’t have anything to do. Business has been really slow lately. And now that the School of Friendship is out for the Summer, we’re not needed as friendship counselors. Can’t believe I’d actually rather be in school right now. At least then I’d have something to do.”

“Yeah, it totally stinks that Rainbow Dash isn’t around. Or Rarity, or Applejack, or any of their friends,” Scootaloo spoke up. “It’s like they’ve all dropped off the face of Equestria or something.”

“Well, it...it’s funny you should mention that,” Discord started to stutter in nervousness. “Because that’s… kind of why Spike and I came here in the first place.”

“Wait an apple pickin’ minute here,” Apple Bloom began as she tried to adopt the same expression she’d seen her sister use multiple times whenever she suspected something. “You’re sayin’ you’re behind our big sisters’ disappearances?”

The spirit gulped. “Um, do you really want to know the answer to that?”

But Spike groaned and glared at Discord. “Discord,” Shaking his head he explained to the crusaders. “Discord here thought it would be a good idea to put an age regression spell on his place to turn your big sisters and their friends into little foals.”

“Only for forty eight hours.” Discord added.

“But it apparently worked too well, and now he’s got seven foals that he can’t manage,” Spike explained. “So we need your help to take care of them until everyone’s back to normal.”

The three fillies’ eyes all went wide at the same time! “Really?!” They all asked at once.

Discord nodded. “Much as I hate to admit it, I’m completely in over my head. I know you three aren’t as skilled at caring for foals as your big sisters, but Spike seems to think you’ll be able to help all the same.”

“You kiddin’?” Apple Bloom retorted. “I know more about foals than most ponies my age. We Apples have had younger relatives stop by the farm all the time. I’ve picked up on a few things: Diaper changin’, bottle feedin’, the proper way to set ‘em down for naps, you name it,” And then she giggled. “And I can’t wait to be the big sister for a change! I’m never gonna let Applejack forget it!”

Sweetie Belle eagerly raised her hoof. “I’ll go too! The idea of Rarity as a foal is just so adorable!” And then she giggled. “Plus, there’s no way I’m missing the chance to see my sister in a diaper! I know there’s no way she’d ever wear something like that in real life, she’d think it was uncouth!”

With a reluctant sigh, Scootaloo added. “Fine, I guess I’ll go as well. There was a time when the three of us looked after the Cake Twins to try and get our cutie marks. Didn’t really work out, but this can’t be any harder than that experience. I suppose there are worse things I could be doing, like attending one of Aunt Holiday’s dinner parties. They’re way too fancy and boring.”

“Excellent!” Discord grinned! “So it looks like we’re all set! Just let me cast a spell to protect you all, and we can leave!”

But Spike protested as he raised a claw. “Not so fast, Discord. There are still two more ponies we need to recruit. Ones I’m sure you’re very familiar with. And hopefully, they both got my letters and agreed to meet at the designated place.”

“Who are you talking about?” Discord nervously asked. “Why do we need to include even more ponies? I wanted as few ponies as possible to know about this.”

“You said you needed help, and these two ponies are going to give us the help we need,” Spike explained. “Now come on! The sooner we meet them and explain the situation, the sooner we can get back to your place and get our regressed friends under control.”

“Alright, alright,” Discord reluctantly conceded. “So where are we going?”

“A hilltop overlooking Ponyville. Ponyville Adjacent, you might say.” Spike instructed.

The spirit nodded. “Got it. Hold on tight, everyone!” And with a snap of his talons, he teleported himself, Spike, and the CMC away.

On the very hilltop Spike had mentioned, two ponies who had only met once before were now meeting once again. They were Maud and Trixie.

“Hello Great and Powerful Trixie.” Maud greeted in her usual flat tone of voice.

“Please, just Trixie will do, thank you,” Trixie humbly replied (as she was not clad in her usual magician’s attire). “But why did you invite Trixie here today?”

“What do you mean? I thought you invited me.” Maud replied, her voice remaining flat and emotionless.

Before Trixie had a chance to refute Maud’s claim, there came a blinding flash of white light. And then Discord, Spike, and the Cutie Mark Crusaders all appeared.

“Oh good! You’re both here! You got the letters!” Spike happily exclaimed! “I wasn’t sure that was going to work.”

Trixie seemed to glare at the little dragon. “Wait a minute. You mean to tell me that the Great and Powerful Trixie came all this way here, just because some little dragon decided to punk her?”

Maud spoke up in protest. “Trixie, there’s no need to accuse,” But then she looked at Spike, her expression seeming to change ever so slightly. “But we do have a right to know about one thing, Spike. Why did you send us those letters asking us both to be here? Did my sister put you up to this? It’s fine if she did, I just would like to know.”

Spike turned to Discord, trying to nudge the spirit forward. “You have to tell them, Discord. Tell them what you’ve already told the rest of us.”

“What?! Me?!” Discord gulped. “A-alright, I suppose I can try,” And he blurted out! “I turned my friends into foals and I can’t change them back and Spike says I need your help so can you please help me?!”

Surprisingly, both Maud and Trixie seemed to understand what had been said. “My sister is a foal again?” Maud questioned. “And you turned her into one.”

“Well, I did get her permission first. And the spell’s not permanent, it only lasts forty eight hours,” Discord explained as best he could. “But it’s all gone wrong. The foals are getting out of control and I can’t manage them.”

“So you want me to help you?” Maud asked, her expression appearing to change ever so slightly to one of anger.

Gulping yet again, the spirit replied. “Um… yes? I promise I’ll make it up to you if that helps.”

Maud’s expression did not change as she looked Discord all over, appearing to size him up. Then she broke the tense silence as she told him. “Alright, I’ll help you take care of my sister and her friends. I helped my parents raise her and Marble when they were foals, I can do it again,” But then she added in a subtle tone. “But if you ever do something like that again without her permission, I’ll pound you into gravel, like a rock.”

“And what about me?” Trixie questioned. “The Great and Powerful Trixie doesn’t know the first thing about foals. I’ve never touched a diaper in all my life.”

“But you’re a talented magician, are you not?” Spike explained. “You could use your magic show to entertain the foals, they’re easily amused. And did I mention that two of the audience members will be Twilight Sparkle and Starlight Glimmer?”

Trixie let out a gasp! “Starlight is a foal?! Oh, why didn’t you just say that in the first place?! Of course I’ll say yes! The Great and Powerful Trixie can hardly wait to see her best friend in such a cute little state!”

“Well then, I guess that settles it,” Discord spoke up. “Between the seven of us, we should be able to keep those foals in line until they’re all back to normal.”

“But wait a minute! If the regression spell’s cast on your place, then won’t we regress too?” Scootaloo wondered aloud. “I don’t wanna be a foal too! I want to be the big sister.”

“Oh don’t worry, I’ve already prepared a solution,” Discord replied as he snapped his talons, surrounding the CMC, Maud, Trixie, and Spike with magical glows. “This should be more than enough to keep you protected from the regression spell. But I hope you understand, that’s taken a lot out of me. I’m going to need all of you to help me.”

“Don’t worry, Discord,” Apple Bloom gave a salute. “With us on the job, you’ve got nothin’ to worry about!”

“Alright then. Let’s get back to my place,” The spirit instructed. “I just hope the foals haven’t given my other self too much trouble in my absence.”

Author's Note

next chapter Is the last one.

Playdate, Part 2: Lessons

With reinforcements in tow, Discord returned to his dimension fully prepared for the worst. “At least Fluttershy has less than twenty four hours left as a foal,” He thought to himself. “Once her time is up she can help us, and this whole ordeal can come to a close. No wonder parents always look so stressed.”

The spirit opened the door, and upon stepping inside he and his new helpers could hardly believe the sight that greeted their eyes!

The alternative Discord lie on the floor, all tangled up in strings, ribbons, and even some rope. All the while the seven foals were crawling all over him, tickling him, and bouncing on him. It didn’t matter that the spirit was waving a white flag, they just kept on tormenting him like there was no tomorrow.

“Whoa! You weren’t kidding about having your paws full, Discord!” Spike commented. “Flurry Heart’s nothing compared to these little trouble makers.”

“Speaking of Flurry, maybe I should bring her here too.” Discord joked.

“Not funny, Discord. We already have enough foals to take care of! We don't need anymore, thnak you very much.” Spike protested.

Trixie let out a gulp. “For the record, the Great and Powerful Trixie has never foalsat before. And she has no desire to be a jungle gym for little ones.”

“It’s okay, Trixie, you have me and the others,” Maud spoke up as she put a hoof around the magician. “We’ll get through this together. I’ve been through this before.”

Meanwhile the real Discord gave a whistle, drawing the foals’ attention. “Well well well, seems my little ponies have been quite the naughty foals while I was away.”

“But we just wanted to have fun, Discord.” Twilight pouted as she spoke up on behalf of the foals.

“It’s not like we made a mess either,” Starlight protested. “We were just playing horsey with your other self, and Applejack thought it’d be a good idea to tame him.”

The real Discord only shook his head and wagged a finger. “Well, you’ve all had your fun. But now you all need to start behaving,” And he added. “I’ve brought in a few extra foalsitters to help keep everypony in order. They’re all bigger than you, so you have to do what they say.”

The foals all collectively let out groans of protest.

Trixie (not wanting to be the bad guy) stepped forward with a huge smile on her face as she replied. “Oh come now, little ones. There’s no need to pout. For The Great and Powerful Trixie shall entertain you! Just as soon as she can get a stage set up that is.”

Starlight started to bounce up and down. “Ooh! A magic show! I love magic shows! Sunburst and I used to love putting them on, but he could never get the tricks right. One time he wanted to saw me in half, but our parents wouldn’t let him do it. They said it was too dangerous.”

Trixie beamed. “Well it’s your lucky day then. For you shall all be treated to magical feats the likes of which you’ve never seen before!”

“A magic show? What a splendid idea!” Discord encouraged. “We’ll have to work that in before nap time. But for right now, you must all be starving.”

A series of collective rumblings could be heard almost on cue. “I guess we kind of are,” Pinkie responded. “What’s for lunch, Daddy?”

The spirit patted the foals on their heads. “You’ll find out soon. But first, I believe diaper inspections are in order.” He proceeded to scoop up Fluttershy and check her.

The Cutie Mark Crusaders inspected each of their sisters: Apple Bloom checked Applejack, Scootaloo checked Rainbow Dash, and Sweetie Belle checked Rarity who noticeably blushed. “Sweetie Belle, not in front of other ponies!”

“Why not?” Sweetie teased with a giggle. “It’s not like they’re seeing anything they haven’t already seen,” She set her sister down a moment later. “You’re dry. Good job not using that diaper.”

Rarity proudly boasted. “Well of course. Foal or not I am still a lady, and a lady never does such uncouth things in public.”

Trixie checked Starlight (as the foal walked her through it), but Spike found Twilight to be uncooperative. She kicked about the whole time. “Come on, Twilight! Stop being so fussy!”

Twilight stuck out her tongue. “I know how to check myself, Spike. I used to do it all the time when you were a hatchling. I don’t need help.”

Spike set the regressed alicorn back down. “Fine, have it your way. Just hope you’re not going to fight me every time I try to do something for you. Even Flurry Heart has better manners than you.”

Maud took care of checking her sister, who squirmed in protest. “Maud, stop it! You don’t need to check, I’m dry as a rock! I swear!”

Maud didn’t buy it for a second, she’d learned over the years when her sister was trying to keep the truth hidden. She just inspected the diaper with a hoof, feeling it squish. “You sure don’t feel dry. You’re a little soggy,” She adopted a faint smile. “Guess you had too much fun to notice when you had to go. Better get you changed.” And the sister did so with the greatest of ease, memories of helping her mom change diapers came flooding back to her in an instant. Then she set her sister down on the training potty.

“Don’t tell me I have to sit on this thing!” Pinkie protested. “It’s so boring!”

“Sometimes it is, but it’s better than making a poopy in your new diaper,” Maud explained. “Just sit there for a little bit and don’t move. Otherwise you won’t get any dessert after lunch.”

The regressed pink party pony pouted and crossed her hooves. “I owe Pound and Pumpkin an apology for all the times I made them sit on their potties. They’ve must found it just as boring.” She complained to herself but still obliged, not wanting to disappoint her sister.

Pinkie sat on the potty until Maud finally told her she could get up. She didn’t go at all but the party pony didn’t mind. Lunch and dessert would more than make up for it.

Six of the seven foals were placed into high chairs in the kitchen soon afterward. But since Discord hadn’t planned for a seventh foal, he took Fluttershy into his arms and held her.

“Hey, that’s not fair! Why does Fluttershy get to be held?!” Rainbow Dash protested!

“Yeah! Why can’t I be held?! I was the one who wasn’t supposed to be a foal!” Starlight added.

Apple Bloom (who was busy tying a bib around her sister) scolded the foals. “Probably ‘cause you’ve been trouble makers ever since you got here. Fluttershy’s been the most well behaved.”

“That’s a laugh,” Applejack snorted in protest. “Ever since I got her, Fluttershy’s been in on every little thing we’ve done. Meanwhile the worst I ever did was try to lasso a lounge chair,” And then she started to kick. “Not so tight, Apple Bloom!”

Apple Bloom couldn’t resist teasing Applejack. “Sorry, Applejack, but I don’t want you makin’ a mess.”

“I ain’t a messy eater!” Applejack protested.

Apple Bloom giggled. “Don’t lie, Applejack. We both know you’re the messiest of messy eaters. Especially when it comes to apple fritters and apple pies.”

“Can’t help myself, they’re delicious!” Applejack replied with a frown. “You’re enjoyin’ this, aren’t you?”

The farm filly grinned. “You bet I am. It ain’t every day you get to be the big sister.”

Meanwhile, Trixie was spoon feeding Starlight to the best of her ability. “Open for the aeroplane.” The magician tried to coo in her best motherly tone possible.

Starlight turned her head. “I’m not eating that, it looks disgusting!”

“It’s not disgusting!” Trixie protested. “Don’t you wanna grow up to be great and powerful like me?”

“Not with that slop,” Starlight frowned. “Until you eat it, I’m not swallowing a single spoonful.”

The magician firmly replied. “Fine! I’ll eat some of it and prove it’s not poison! Then you have to eat it, and I don’t wanna hear any arguing or complaining!” Using her magic, she lifted up the spoon and deposited its contents onto her tongue. She tried her best not to gag at the incredibly strong taste of Pumpkin Surprise. “See?” She forced out. “Yummy yummy.”

Starlight giggled, kicking her legs in delight. “Oh wow! I can’t believe you fell for that! I used to do that to my dad all the time whenever he tried to feed me! You wouldn’t believe the kind of faces he’d make! Served him right for feeding me stuff like Mashed Peas, that oughta be classified as ‘Cruel and Unusual Punishment’.”

“The things I do for the sake of our friendship.” Trixie thought to herself.

After lunch, the foals played around for a while as Trixie got a makeshift stage set up in the nursery.

Everything went smoothly more or less with the foals, except for when Scootaloo tried to put a Wonderbolts themed onesie on Rainbow Dash. The brash speedster absolutely refused to wear it.

“Please?” Scootaloo pleaded. “Just this once. I promise I won’t take any pictures or anything.”

Rainbow just folded her hooves across her shoulders. “No.”

“Come on. I just wanna see how cute you’ll look in it,” Scootaloo insisted. “It’s better than a sailor suit, right?”

“Don’t care, not wearing it.” Rainbow again protested.

The tomboyish filly began to lose patience! “Urgh! Why can’t you just play the part and cooperate?! Even I wear dresses sometimes, and you do too.”

“Oh really?” The speedster questioned as she got an idea. “Well I’ll tell you what, Scoot. If I agree to put on that silly onesie, you have to put on something equally fru-fru. That way we’re even.”

“Can’t be worse than that stuffy dress I once wore for Diamond Tiara’s birthday party,” Scootaloo replied. “I swear, it’s like Spoiled Rich made up that rule just to humiliate me. How could anypony wear something so itchy?” She decided to leave out the fact that the dress had proven so hard to take off and put back on, that her Auntie Lofty had added a little something “extra” to protect the fabric. Not really a diaper, more of a pull-up. But it still had been embarrassing to wear one in public even though nopony had noticed (or if they had they had wisely said nothing).

Rainbow slipped into the onesie with ease, and she got a chuckle out of seeing Scootaloo dress up in a frilly pink tutu. “Fits you like a glove.” She teased.

“Too well. Reminds me of those ballet lessons Mom signed me up for once,” Scootaloo thought. “Can’t believe Apple Bloom still takes dance classes with the same instructor.”

After Trixie’s magic show, it was time for the foals to take their naps. As there were only six cribs, Discord had Twilight and Starlight share a crib.

But although Starlight soon fell asleep, Twilight couldn’t do the same. She tossed and turned, but her tiny body just didn’t seem to feel tired.

Spike quickly deduced the problem. “Hey, Twilight. Look what I have!” He cooed as he held out a familiar, beat up looking doll.

“Smarty Pants!” Twilight cheered as she was given her old doll! “How did you know? I could never sleep a wink without her.”

“Just a little something I deduced from seeing Flurry Heart with Whammy, and Shining Armor with Brutus Force,” Spike explained. “Seems like it’s a Sparkle family thing to have a precious stuffed animal to snuggle with.”

The regressed alicorn fluttered out of her crib and hugged Spike as best she could. “Oh Spike, thank you, thank you, THANK YOU! I owe you big time for this!”

“Hey, it’s all part of being family,” The little dragon replied. “Now get some rest, little Twily.”

“Spike!” Twilight whined. “Only my mom, my brother, and Cadence can call me that!”

“And would you rather any of them had found out about this?” Spike teased. “I imagine Shining and Cadence would go overboard with it. Though Flurry Heart would probably love having her aunt as a playmate.”

Twilight blushed. “I suppose that’s true,” And then she whispered to Spike. “You’re not gonna tell them about this, are you?”

“Nah, of course not. And neither is anyone else,” Spike instructed. “We may tease you some, but we know that you still have your grown-up minds. Just think of this as a vacation from your grown-up responsibilities for a while.”

The little alicorn yawned. “Never thought of it like that.” And then she lay her head back on the pillow and fell fast asleep.

With the help of Spike, Maud, Trixie, and the Cutie Mark Crusaders, Discord was able to handle the foals over the course of the next almost forty eight hours. One by one, each of his friends returned to normal, starting with Fluttershy who had been regressed first.

Each time one pony turned back to normal, they became another caretaker to help manage the others. When at last Twilight and Starlight returned to normal, everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief.

But Twilight was quick to warn the spirit. “From now on, Discord, don’t be fiddling around with age spells like that. It was fortunate that it only lasted forty eight hours and slightly altered our minds.”

“And for the record, if you want foals you’re always welcome to borrow some. All you have to do is ask,” Pinkie instructed. “I’m sure I could convince Mr. and Mrs. Cake to let you watch the twins. Fair warning, they’re quite a hoofful until you get used to them.”

Fluttershy then finished. “And if you want some parenting experience, Discord. You’re welcome to tag along with me next weekend.”

“Why is that?” Discord asked out of curiosity.

The pegasus replied. “Because I’ll be supervising the Cutie Mark Crusaders’ filly guide field trip. This time though, I don’t want any time travel escapades.”

“Sounds interesting,” The spirit pondered. “Are you sure their folks won’t mind?”

“I’ll make sure to propose it to them.” Fluttershy reassured him.

“Well, not that this hasn’t been ‘entertaining’,” Trixie spoke up. “But I think we’d all very much like to go back to our own dimension and our own time and place.”

“Then I’d better show you the way,” Discord instructed. “It’s easy to get lost out here.”