Scootaloo thought that maybe (just maybe) the mare would let her feed herself but nope, she insisted on feeding Scootaloo like the foal she was. Scootaloo didn't even try eating if she couldn't feed herself. What was she, a baby? She might be in diapers but she certainly wasn't a baby. That’s what Scootaloo thought as she suckled on her pacifier, not even noticing she was doing so.

Honey Sugar sighed. She knew the foals would probably do something like this eventually. But she'd dealt with stubborn foals before, now would be a great time to start tickling Scootaloo so she could get some yummy food in her tum tums. The mare lunged at Scootaloo and proceeded to tickle her while Sweetie Belle watched.

“Hey, get off me! And stop that… I'm allergic to tickling!" Scootaloo pleaded, trying her hardest to hold in her laughter, but she couldn't. Eventually, she let it all out and began laughing hysterically.

This was Honey Sugar's perfect chance. She quickly put the foal food into Scootaloo's mouth and watched as the foal ate every last bite.

It was disgusting, but Scootaloo found that she couldn't stop eating it for some reason.

Honey Sugar then put Scootaloo's food down, picked Scootaloo up and burped her. She was glad Scootaloo cooperated on that, it was so much easier when her babies didn’t try to fight her. She then got a bottle of fresh, warm breast milk and gave it to Scootaloo.

Scootaloo drank it completely, unaware that it was breast milk. "Huh, not bad. Actually better than normal milk." She said as she finished it. Then she watched as Sweetie Belle started to eat.

Unlike Scootaloo, Sweetie Belle wasn't being stubborn, she actually ate her food.

"See, Scootaloo? Eating is easy.” Sweetie said as they were both lifted out of their high chairs and taken outside, still in nothing but diapers. They were completely visible if some pony was to visit them, but surprisingly enough, no pony was outside. It was like a ghost town.

Honey Sugar put the two diapered fillies into a baby swing set that was powered by magic, and moved them slowly before she slowly walked away. "Now you girls be good while mommy is tending the garden. Just cry if you need anything," She cooed. “And remember, no wandering off anywhere. Mommy doesn’t want her foals to get hurt.”

Scootaloo fake gagged when the mare said all of that, and tried to find some way out of the swing. But as she did so her stomach began to growl, and not in the hungry kinda way either. Scootaloo knew exactly what it was and gasped, she had to poop! But there was one problem, she was stuck in the swing and there was no way that crazy mare was going to let her go willingly.

Scootaloo looked around, seeing that she had such short and limited options. She could maybe wiggle out of the swingset if she tried, especially if she could get out of the diaper that boxed her. Then, if worse came to worse, she could always just poop on the ground and “fertilize the soil”, even if her mom had toilet trained Scootaloo specifically so she wouldn’t do that. Surely, Dizzy would understand given the circumstances.

Of course, Scootaloo had to take off her diaper and escape the swing before she could think about trying to take care of her need to do number two. She reached her hooves down and tugged as she tried taking the diaper off. But it seemed to have some kinda magic lock preventing her from doing so, and she was exerting a lot of effort in the process, effort that wasn’t going into holding back what had to come out.

Reluctantly, Scootaloo sighed and resigned herself to the inevitable, knowing she had to let it out. She wasn't happy with what she had to do, but decided to let it out, get it over with and hope to be changed out of this mess when she released it. It was so unfair, she’d never messed herself once after getting out of diapers (even if that had taken longer than was probably ideal for most ponies. But her mom hadn’t cared, Dizzy felt she had potty trained Scootaloo at a reasonable age and at a reasonable pace).

Sweetie Belle, on the other hoof, didn't have to poop. She’d actually already done it a day ago while Scootaloo had been asleep. It actually hadn’t been that bad, especially since she knew Rarity wasn’t the one who would have to change her. But as she watched Scootaloo, Sweetie knew exactly what her friend was going to do and smiled. "Maybe Scootaloo will finally accept that there's nothing wrong with wearing diapers, maybe she'll want to wear them once she uses it! It’s what babies do, after all." She hoped and observed Scootaloo.

The truth was, Young Sweetie Belle simply wanted somepony to play with: Like blocks, some dolls, maybe even tag.

Scootaloo noticed the smile on Sweetie's face but ignored it, she couldn't figure out why her friend was smiling and she couldn’t really worry about it. Right now, she decided to just let it out. She breathed deeply and shut her eyes as she fought against her years of potty training. After a few minutes of pushing and grunting, the diapered pony was now sitting in a very squishy diaper of her own mess. "Ew! This is horrible! Somepony change me, please!” She said quietly in shame.

Scootaloo was about to say it louder, but Sweetie Belle stopped her by putting a hoof on her mouth.Scootaloo looked at her very confused. "Sweetie Belle? What gives? I just pooped myself like a little foal!"

"Well, Scootaloo I think you should just sit in that mess for a little bit. Maybe you'll find it’s not so bad. I mean we are wearing diapers and we’re babies after all. Babies obviously enjoy doing this,'' She cheerfully replied, hoping Scootaloo would stop trying to act like an adult. “Mommy will come by to change you soon enough. Isn’t it great that you didn’t have to stop playing to use the potty?”

"I… Sweetie Belle, what's wrong with you?!” Scootaloo exclaimed in disbelief! “Ever since we were put back into diapers you've been acting strange and I don’t like it! Is there some kind of magical effect on these diapers? Do they alter your mind or something?!" She asked, still nervous about her messy diaper. She looked at Sweetie's diaper and to her surprise she could barely see a magical aura. What was this magic doing? She had no idea but it did give her an idea for tonight when everypony was asleep. She was going to look around and see if she could find a spell book.

Honey Sugar came back to check on her little foals just a moment later. And when she did, she saw and smelt that Scootaloo made a big one in her diaper. "Yeesh, that smells! We’d better get you changed before you get a rash." She cooed, picking Scootaloo up from the swing, and putting a changing mat down on the ground. Then she pulled out a cute purple diaper with happy faces of Rainbow Dash on them, removed the old diaper, wiped Scootaloo clean, and put the fresh diaper on along with some baby powder.

"Alright, my little ponies, I'll leave you two out here for a bit longer. Momma will be back in just a few minutes,” Honey Sugar replied. But before she left, she pulled Sweetie Belle out of the swing and instructed. "Now you watch Scootaloo for Momma, okay, Sweetie Belle?" She instructed and gave the filly a small pat on the head.

"Okay, Mommy. Will do." Sweetie Belle innocently said and waved bye to her mommy. She then saw Scootaloo trying to run to the exit (but of course her diaper was slowing her down).

Scootaloo made it to the gate and opened it. But she wasn't able to leave the house. Something kept blocking her, preventing her from taking another step. It would seem as long as she wore the diaper she couldn't escape seeing as she the same magical aura on her diaper was also.on the exit.

This ghost pony was way smarter than Scootlaoo gave her credit for. It seemed she really had thought of everything. There was a good chance that she had similar enchantments throughout the house to prevent foals from doing anything they weren’t supposed to do.

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Honey Sugar felt a strange feeling when she suddenly saw Scootaloo trying to escape via a tiny vision in her head. She suddenly leaped into the air and rushed to the gate! When she got there, she saw Sweetie Belle on top of Scootaloo, holding her on the ground so she wouldn't leave.

"Mommy, Mommy! Scootawoo was trying to leave our beautiful home! When I saw her I just couldn't let her take this happiness away from me… so I jumped into action and stopped her!" Sweete declared as Honey Sugar patted her foal on the head.

Honey Sugar was very disappointed with Scootaloo as she picked the naughty foal up. “You’re a very bad baby, Scootaloo! You’re not supposed to leave, you could get hurt out in that big world!”

Scootaloo just stuck out her tongue. “I don’t care! You’re not keeping me prisoner here, you crazy mare! You made me poop myself!” And she kicked her hooves all about.

“Oh my, it seems I have a very disobedient baby,” Honey Sugar declared. “I guess I’ll have to teach you a lesson.” And she brought her hoof down on Scootaloo’s rump after pulling down her diaper.

Scootaloo was surprised at how the ghost hoof could make contact with her, and the spanking really stung even though it was over in the span of a few seconds!

Honey Sugar then carried Scootaloo into the house with Sweetie Belle following not too far behind. Now Sweetie was falling down, as if she had a hard time walking.

Scootaloo was soon placed into her crib and Sweetie Belle was put in her own.

"Now, because of what Scootaloo did, no deserts tonight for either of you,” Honey Sugar scolded. “Let this be a lesson, Scootapoo. Don't try to escape, and maybe next time you'll get tasty ice cream." She said and turned out the lights.

Scootaloo didn’t sleep, though. She waited about ten minutes before she was able to climb out of her crib and landed on her rump, but thanks to the diaper it was a very soft landing. She snuck past Sweetie Belle and opened the door to the nursery. As she walked by in the hallways, she saw Honey Sugar watching TV while eating some popcorn.

Scootaloo tried to sneak past Honey Sugar, but accidentally touched a board on the floor that made a squeaky sound. Honey obviously noticed and Scootaloo quickly hid in the closet, the perfect place for a foal to hide.

Honey Sugar walked into the hallway and saw nothing but noticed the room to the foals was open slightly. "Weird, I remember closing that." She peered in and checked on the foals in the darkness. Seeing that nothing was off, she closed the door.

Scootaloo felt relieved when she was able to sneak past the spirit and found a room that had “Magical book room” written on it. She looked around, saw a truly massive book and opened its first page. There she saw a page called “Regression”. She looked through the pages and gasped as she read! "Ponies hit with the regression spell might start thinking they are real foals. They begin to pee and poop without knowing or caring, and begin to act like real foals. The afflicted pony has at least two months to get rid of this spell. And if they fail, well, they can say goodbye to being like other ponies."

Scootaloo realized that the regression spell must’ve been what Sweetie Belle was being hit with! But how would she ever break its hold when Sweetie Belle already seemed to be too far gone?

Before Scootaloo could think of a plan, however, she accidentally knocked a glass full of plants over. And was caught instantly by Honey Sugar, who had just come into the room. "Okay little baby, I see you don't like listening. Well, mommy has a great idea to keep you out of trouble. Everywhere I go you go from now on. No more sleeping with Sweetie Belle, you will sleep with Mommy. If I do yard work, both you and Sweetie Belle will go with me. we will basically be like best friends."

Then Honey Sugar picked Scootaloo up and cradled the baby as she left. Then she went back to watching TV with the foal.

Author's Note

How will Scootaloo get out of this mess...