The Mane Six, of whom all were still foals, had gone in their diapers!

They all cried like the babies they were—especially Rarity!

Fortunately for them, India remembered the pack of wet wipes that she had teleported away.

“You poor foals!” she told the foals in a motherly voice, and with her horn, she teleported them onto the changing table, which was big enough for all six of them.

“No wiggling, please,” she warned them, and restrained them with one whole front leg!

While she restrained them, she used her other front leg to cuddle them or even tickle them!

With both of her front hooves full, she used her horn to do all the rest.

First, she unfastened the foals’ diapers. Then, she slipped the diapers gently off their rumps and tails and disposed of them in the diaper pail.

Next, she cleaned the foals’ rumps thoroughly—using a dozen wet wipes at a time, no less! Then, she disposed of the wet wipes.

Finally, she took out six fresh, new diapers, put them on the foals’ rumps—one diaper per foal—and fastened them. Incidentally, the motif on each foal’s new diaper would become her respective Cutie Mark!

Author's Note

Here’s another chapter about diaper changing—hence the T for Teen rating. I intentionally omit explicit mentions of what gets a diaper dirty or wet or those body parts which a diaper covers up to avoid the M for Mature rating, and diaper changing is not appropriate subject matter for an E for Everyone rating.