Midnight's Foal-ish Surprise
Midnight's Foal-ish Surprise
Midnight’s Foal-ish Surprise
Written By: Midnight Shadows
Edited By: Baristu
Midnight strode through town. It was a normal day, the sun was shining and the birds were chirping. The sun was peaking out from behind the few clouds that were in the sky creating a warm summers day. It was a welcomed change from the rain that they had been having.
Midnight enjoyed the sun beaming down on her. Her coat shining in every ray of light it collected. Her Prussian Blue mane and tail glimmering in the sun. She was on her way to her friends house for some sort of ‘surprise’ she had been vaguely told about.
She received several smiles as she passed through town, eventually making her way to the outskirts. When she arrived she took to the skies flying directly to her friends cloud home. She arrived on the cloud gently landing and retracting her wings to her side. She knocked on the door.
“Come In.” A voice rang through the door.
Midnight opened the door and entered, it was dark inside, but that wasn’t uncommon for Clover Luck’s home this time of the day.
“Hey Midnight, how are you today?” Clover Luck said as she gave Midnight a hug.
“I’m fine Clover, how are you? And what’s this big surprise?” Midnight asked.
“I’m great, and I think you’ll like it, but first, have a drink you look tired from your trip over here.” Clover said as she lifted a small glass off of the table and hoofed it over to Midnight.
“Oh thanks, I am rather parched.” Midnight said as she took a sip of the liquid. “Hey what is this? It’s pretty good.” She said.
“Oh its a special drink, it should be working any minute now.” Clover said.
“Working? What’s-” Midnight stopped as she collapsed to the floor.
****
Midnight woke in a dark room some time later. Her eyes were still adjusting. Once her eyes adjusted she saw she was in what looked like a cage. She tried to sit up but her legs felt weak. She then heard something stirring in the darkness.
“H-hello?” She asked.
“Oh good, you’ve woken up.” Clover said as she walked over to what Midnight now realised what a crib.
“Clover? What the hay is going on here?” Midnight asked as she finally managed to move her body to a position where she could sit up.
“Well the surprise I promised you is this.” Clover said motioning to the room.
“A room?” Midnight asked.
“No, the contents of the room, if you look around you will see many things meant for foals, today you will be my foal.” Clover said.
“That's insane!” Midnight yelled. She’d never admit it, but playing foal was a game she rather enjoyed, but none of her friends knew about it to her knowledge.
“You know you want to, it’s no secret you like this stuff Midnight.”
The look on Midnights face turned to sheer terror. Had it really been that obvious? Were her secret pleasures really known?
“Well we had better get started before that potion starts to work.” Clover said.
“P-potion?” Midnight asked.
Clover walked over to a cabinet grabbing some supplies, she then returned to the crib lowering the gate.
“Why yes, the drink I gave you earlier was a potion, now we best get started before it takes full effect, we wouldn’t want you making a mess.” Clover said.
Midnight fought with her body to get up from the crib now that the gate was down, but try as she might all she could do was wiggle her legs and turn her head.
“Don’t struggle now, this will only take a second.” Clover said as she powdered and diapered Midnight.
“What the hay is this for!” Midnight yelled.
“You’ll know soon.” Clover said. She then fitted some boots over Midnights hooves so she couldn’t grip things or rip the diaper off.
“I can’t move, aren’t the boots kind of pointless?” Midnight said.
“You will regain some movement, the potion only temporarily paralyzes you so its easy to begin the process, but you won’t regain full movement and strength until it wears off in twenty four hours.” Clover said.
“The process? what process? Clover what is the matter with you!?” Midnight yelled.
“It will all become clear soon, just hush my little filly, sleep now, and when you wake everything will be explained.” Clover said. She started to hum a lullaby.
“This is insane! I refuse to cooperate, just h- *yawn* h-help me get o- *yawn* out of th-these b-boo-” Midnight drifted off to sleep, slowly. She tried to finish her sentence but instead she just yawned. Eventually giving way to sleep.
****
Midnight woke again in the crib. It was still dark, this time her eyes adjusted faster.
‘Being one fourth batpony has its benefits I guess.’ She thought to herself as her inherited batpony eyes gave her a bit of night vision. She stood up and looked about the room, no pony was there.
‘Now's My Chance.’ She thought to herself as she spread her wings, she leaped up crashing into the gate on the crib making a loud thud. She fell backwards, as she landed her eyes widened in shock. Her diaper was wet, she hadn’t even noticed until now. ‘How did I not-’ Her train of thought was cut off.
Clover opened the door to the room letting a nearly blinding light shine in onto Midnight as she flinched reaching a hoof up to cover her eyes.
‘Ok being a batpony isn’t that great during the day.’ She thought. Her eyes adjusted as Clover walked over to the crib.
“What happened my little Shadow, I heard a thud.” Clover said.
Midnight remained silent and rolled her eyes.
Clover observed the crib that now had a mark on the gate. “Did you try to get out of your crib? You’re a very naughty baby you know that?” Clover said as she lowered the gate.
Midnight saw her chance, she stood and leaped out of the crib and ran to the door before she tripped and fell flat on her face.
Clover sighed and walked over to her. “I wouldn’t try that again, the potion made it impossible for you to even use your wings, and you will tire much faster now.”
Midnight sighed as Clover helped her to her hooves. She fidgeted uncomfortably as she stood.
“Now that you are awake, we should play some games!” Clover said smiling.
Midnight continued to stay silent, she also continued to fidget, her diaper was now becoming cold and very uncomfortable.
Clover had started for the door of the room when she noticed this. “Are you alright-” She stopped and walked back over to Midnight. “I think I know what’s wrong.” She said. “You have a choice, you can either be submissive to the potion and play the good little foal and I will change you, or you can stay in that diaper.” Clover said.
Midnight mumbled under her breath.
“What was that?” Clover said.
“I’ve been in worse situations, I’ll deal with it.” Midnight said. In reality that wasn’t what she mumbled, but Clover believed her.
“Up to you, if you want to develop a rash that's on you.” Clover said as she proceeded to walk to the door. Midnight sighed and followed her. She really didn’t have any other choice.
“So...what is the ‘big plan’ that you keep going on about?” Midnight asked.
“Foals can’t talk like big ponies, and you are just a little filly so act like it.” Clover said as she continued to walk down the hallway.
Midnight spoke up. “Good luck with that, if you think for one minute I’m going to go along with this you are sadly mistaken, as soon as I get control of my wings back, I’m outta here.”
“Dressed like that?” Clover said as she stopped walking. She turned to Midnight. “You are in foal boots and a very wet diaper, and you’d fly into town looking like that? Well then everypony would know your little secret.” She resumed walking into the room at the end of the hallway. It was a living room of sorts. This room was well lit by the open windows. From what Midnight could tell it was about noon.
Midnight thought for a moment, Clover was right. Everypony would be out right now, what would they think of her? She could always be truthful and say Clover was insane, but no one would believe that. Clover Luck was the nicest pony in town, and with the way Midnight looked, they would all think she was just being insane. Who would listen to a pony dressed as a foal with a soiled diaper?
“So what? Are you just going to keep me here then? Won’t somepony come looking for me? Your plan is flawed in so many ways.” Midnight said.
“No my little filly, the potion wears off in twenty four hours, but I may have to give it to you a few more times, after several uses consecutively its effect becomes permanent.”
“You’d just do that to me!? I was wrong, you aren’t insane, you are crazily insane!” Midnight shivered a bit, regardless that it was summer and the sun was shining. The coldness of her diaper was starting to get to her now. Just the feeling of it was starting to gross her out, cold and clammy, it just wasn’t right.
“You might want to think about cooperating soon, you are starting to look very uncomfortable.” Clover said as she sat down on the sofa.
“I’m fine. Really I am.” Midnight said, though this time she didn’t sound so sure of herself.
Clover gave her a confused look. “You could get a very bad rash doing that, you might also catch yourself a cold.” She stood up and walked over to Midnight putting both of her front hooves on Midnights face “And we wouldn’t want that for the little filly now would we?” She said as she returned to the sofa.
Midnight followed, slowing down with every step as her diaper got more and more uncomfortable. Eventually she stopped, standing directly in the middle of the room.
Clover looked at her, waiting. “You’ll have to ask mommy to change you, otherwise it won’t happen.” She said.
“That’s just not going to happen.” Midnight said, she fidgeted some more, trying desperately to get into some form of comfortable position. That's when it hit her, a feeling she was hoping not to have. Just as she got the feeling, there was a quiet hissing sound as her diaper started to fill. Her face went beet red as she unwillingly wet herself. She stood there for several moments, feeling the warm feeling spread around her, she would have been enjoying this had it been under different circumstances, but this was just upsetting, by the time she felt it coming it was too late. Her diaper was now heavy and hanging down between her legs, she was very uncomfortable. A liquid started to run down her leg prompting her to stand as still as she could.
“I think its time for food!” Clover announced as she walked into the kitchen.
Midnight maintained her position not wanting to leak on herself anymore.
“Well come on.” Clover said as she gestured for Midnight to follow her. Midnight stood still.
“Don’t make me come over there and get you.” Clover said in a stern tone. Normally Midnight would have ignored this, but something inside her, something out of her control took over and forced her to start walking to Clover. Every step was agony, her diaper swayed under her and started to drip even more down her leg. She slowly took each step, one hoof in front of the other until she finally made it to the kitchen. By this point her rear legs were soaked in leakage from her diaper.
Clover gestured to a high chair.
“You have got to be kidding me.” Midnight said.
Clover shook her head and smiled. Midnight simply sighed and walked over to the chair. She eyed it. It was a high chair obviously, but it was bigger, big enough for her to sit in it. Clover came up behind her and nudged Midnight closer to the chair.
“Not gonna happen.” She said.
“It’s that or you can just not eat.” Clover said. Midnight was going to respond but her stomach growled. She hadn’t eaten breakfast yet, come to think of it she hadn’t eaten since dinner last night. She looked at the chair, then back to Clover. She sighed as she looked down at the floor. She took one last pleading look at Clover before she tried to climb into the chair. She managed to get about halfway onto the chair when her forehooves slipped causing her to fall backwards onto her rear. Her diaper squashing under her.
The urge to cry was building inside Midnight, she couldn’t understand why. She managed to hold it in only letting out a quiet sniffle.
“What’s the matter my little filly? Are you too young to climb into the big chair? Does little filly need mama’s help?” Clover asked in a degrading baby tone.
“I’m *sniffle* Fine, I just lost my balance is all.” Midnight said as she tried to climb up once more, again falling onto her rear squashing her diaper. This time infantile thoughts started to cross her mind, she sniffled a few times and tears started to leak out of her eyes. She wasn’t fully crying, but she was halfway there. She tried to control the urge to burst out into tears, and she was managing quite well.
“It’s ok to ask a big pony for help little filly, nopony will think less of you for asking for help.” Clover said in an oddly comforting tone.
Midnight remained silent as she sat on the floor. Clover walked over to her and sat down next to her giving her a hug. “It’s ok little filly, everypony makes mistakes.” She said as she hugged Midnight.
She wanted to lash out, she wanted to freak out at Clover for her insanity, she wanted to yell, scream at the top of her lungs; but she couldn’t. Instead her body gave into the hug, quietly crying into Clovers coat. This went on for a few minutes, Midnight didn’t know whether she was crying because of the situation she was forced into, her wet diaper, or as infantile as it sounds, because she couldn’t get into the chair.
“Shh, its ok my little filly, I’ll help you into the chair, shh, its ok.” Clover said in a calming voice. For some reason, Midnights crying started to subside at Clovers calming words. She removed her face from Clover’s side and looked up at her.
Clover looked down at her and smiled. Midnight fought the urge to smile back, the corners of her mouth tilted upwards slightly. Her mind screaming at her body trying to resist this new attitude.
Clover stood up helping Midnight stand. Midnight put her forehooves on the seat of the chair and Clover pushed her up onto the chair. Midnight turned around and sat down getting a shocking reminder of the situation she was in. Her face went from resisting a smile to a very unpleased frown.
Clover strapped midnight into the chair and then walked over to the cabinet bringing out some foal food. She walked back and noticed Midnight’s frown. “Aw, are you uncomfortable, you know what you have to say to get mommy to fix that.” Clover said as she set the jar of foal food on the high chair table. She opened the jar and used her wing to grip a soon. She lifted the spoon after scooping up some foal food and she brought it to Midnight’s face.
Midnight frowned even more and shook her head. Clover moved the spoon closer to Midnights mouth, but Midnight simply crossed her forelegs and turned her head.
“If you eat mommy will change your diaper.” Clover said. Midnight thought about it for a moment. She really needed to be changed and she was pretty sure she had developed a rash by now. Reluctantly Midnight opened her mouth and allowed Clover to feed her. The first spoon full of foal food was terrible, it was the most horrid thing she had ever tasted. She spit it out inadvertently onto Clover’s face.
“What in the hay was that!?” Midnight yelled.
“Language Little Filly!” Clover scolded referring to the hay in that sentence.
Midnight was going to say something, but then she started to giggle. The foal food on Clover’s face for some reason was amusing to Midnight. She tried to resist the urge to giggle, this was hardly a situation to be giggling in, but she was giggling anyway.
“Aw, does wittle Midniwt think thawt is funny.” Clover teased as she used her forehoof to pick up a wash cloth that was on the kitchen counter. She proceeded to wipe off her face.
Midnight frowned at the foal talk. Clover smiled. “You still need to eat this, its good for you!” Clover said cheerfully as she lifted the spoon up once more.
Midnight childishly stuck her tongue out at Clover giggling as bit as she did. Midnight snapped back to reality instantly as she realised she was starting to act like a foal. She opened her mouth to speak but when she did she was met with a spoon full of foal food. With no other choice she swallowed it. Oddly enough she liked it, it was just the shock of foal food that made her spit it out the first time.
“See isn’t that better? Filly likes her food, eat up.” Clover said as she brought another spoonful into Midnight’s mouth. Midnight happily swallowed her food.
Several more spoonfuls of food and it was all gone.
“All Gone! What a good little filly!” Clover praised as she patted Midnight on the head.
Midnight smiled. Clover put the jar and spoon away and helped Midnight out of the high chair. Midnight stood there for a moment before she remembered what Clover had promised.
“You said you’d, uh, help me.” Midnight said shyly, referring to her diaper and that rash that was now developing.
“Like I said, you know what you have to do to get me to change it.” Clover said as she walked into the living room. Midnight sighed and followed Clover.
“Well, now what? You’ve got me here, what are you gonna do now?” Midnight asked.
“I figured we could play a game!” Clover cheerfully remarked.
“A game...” Midnight sighed.
“Yes a game! How about...” Clover paused to think for a moment. “How about we play peek a boo!” Clover said.
“Peek a boo?” Midnight questioned.
“Well its the perfect game for a little filly such as yourself.” Clover said
“I’m not a fi-” Before she could finish the sentence Clover seemed to vanish from sight.
“Where did yo-”
“Peek a Boo!” Clover said as she appeared directly in front of Midnight.
“How did yo- Oh disappear in the middle of a sentence, that's real nice.”
“Peek a Boo!” Clover said appearing once more. This time Midnight flinched.
“Stop it!” Midnight yelled as Clover disappeared again. Midnight leaned forward to where she had seen Clover, she reached a hoof out when Clover appeared.
“Peek a Boo!” Clover cheered. Midnight fell backwards onto her rear, diaper squashing under her.
“How are you doing that!” Midnight yelled.
“I’m not doing anything little filly, you are becoming more and more like the little filly you really are every minute! Don’t fight it, just submit to it.” Clover said.
“I am not a filly or a foal! I don’t know what you are talking about!” Midnight said, she stood up, just as she did, the food she just ate emptied into her diaper. Her eyes went as wide as they possible could. She turned her head to her rear and stared in shock. “I-I didn’t even...” She trailed off.
“Aw, I think little filly definitely needs a change now.” Clover said.
“I-I’m not going to say it, I, I-I refus-” She stopped mid sentence as she wet herself once more. She stood there, her legs started to wobble. Her eyes started to flood with tears. She started to cry as she fell to the floor.
Clover honestly felt bad for her at this point. “Come on Midnight, lets go get you changed.” She said as she helped Midnight stand and she led her off to the nursery.
“O-okay Clov- Mommy.” Midnight said, outside she was starting to be openly submissive, inside she was screaming at the fact she had lost control over even her own mouth at this point.
“That's a good little filly.” Clover said as she opened the door to the nursery. Clover drew the curtains so it would be nice and bright and Midnight got her first real look at the room. It was a standard room, nothing special about it, it just had a crib in it, some cabinets that seemed to contain baby supplies and a changing table. The only thing off about the room was that Clover didn’t have any children, sure she foal sat, but this just struck Midnight as odd.
“Cwover, why do you hawve dis room?” Midnight managed to stumble the words out, in her mind it sounded right but her mouth just wouldn’t obey her.
“Oh you silly filly, how else would I be able to take care of you?” Clover said as she motioned for Midnight to get onto the changing table. Midnight hesitated for just a moment but quickly obeyed and got onto the table.
Clover proceeded to pull out some foal powder, wipes, some rash cream, and a new diaper.
This was the first time Midnight really took note of what she was wearing, they were foal diapers, they even had foal prints on them with frilly pink edges. Midnight instantly felt more upset than she had previously been. Its one thing to be in a plain diaper, it’s another thing to be in a diaper designed for foals.
Clover started the process of changing Midnight. While this was happening Midnight tried desperately to ignore what was going on.
Clover untaped the diaper and started to remove it. She stopped and looked up at Midnight. “Look what a mess the little filly made, its going to take a while to clean you up.” She said. She started to pull the diaper out from under Midnight when she heard a yelp.
“What’s wrong?” She asked.
“Whatevewr you did just stuwng and buwned.” Midnight said, she mentally kicked herself in the head for speaking in the foalish manner that she was.
Clover gave her a confused look then she realised what was wrong. “Ahh, I think the little filly has diaper rash, well mommy can fix that.” Clover paused. “But first I have to clean you up, it might hurt a little bit, be a strong little filly for momma ok?” She said.
Midnight reluctantly nodded not wanting to feel the pain she was about to feel. Several wipes and many whimpers later Midnight was finally clean and Clover was ready to apply the powder and rash cream.
“There, that wasn’t so bad was it?” Clover said as she applied the cream.
Midnight glared at Clover before she shivered at the contact of the cold rash cream. Clover continued to powder Midnight before she slid a new diaper under her and began to tape it up. As soon as she finished taping the diaper up she spoke.
“There, all clean and fresh! I bet little filly likes her new clean diaper huh?” Clover cooed.
Midnight tried to stand up but couldn’t get off of the table, her strength was starting to leave her even more than it had before. Clover noticed and helped her off the table. Midnight stood and turned her head to see her diapered self. Foalishly she shook her flank and giggled before trotting over to Clover and giving her an appreciative nuzzle. “Thawnk You Mommy!” Midnight said.
“You’re welcome my little filly.” Clover said.
Clover and Midnight started to walk back to the living room. Midnight had started to become weak to the point where she had to lean on Clover to stand. Clover smiled at this.
‘Maybe if I just let this potion do whatever its doing to me it’ll end soon, I mean, its not all that bad, I’ve done stuff like this on my own, maybe it’ll be fun to just let it work.’ Midnight thought to herself as a smile came over her when she reached her decision to just let it work and enjoy it, after all she didn’t know how long it would last.
Clover and Midnight sat on the sofa together for a few hours playing foal games. Time went on and Midnight enjoyed every minute of it, even when she had to endure the rash when she got changed again.
Eventually Midnight started to tire and Clover led her to the nursery. Midnights eyes were heavy and she was struggling to keep them open. Clover led her to the crib and lowered the gate. Midnight tried to climb up but she was just too tired so Clover helped her up before she brought the blanket up over Midnight and closed the gate.
“You’ve had a busy day my little filly, go to sleep and when you wake up everything will be normal again.” Clover said smiling.
“Goodnight mommy!” Midnight said happily. In truth she was slightly sad it was going to end. She had one of the most fun days in a long time. Slowly she started to drift off to sleep. Clover started to hum a lullaby as she fell asleep.
****
The next morning came and Midnight woke to the sounds of birds chirping. When she opened her eyes she was dumbfounded. She was in a crib, and in a wet diaper, and she had a headache.
“Ow, what happened?” She said to herself as she brought her forehoof to her head trying to ease the headache.
She then noticed she still had the foal boots on, so she was pretty much stuck how she was.
“Um, M, er, Clover!” Midnight yelled, still disoriented from the day before.
Clover opened the door to the nursery and walked in.
“Midnight? Are you all there?” Clover asked.
“I think so, what did you do to me, I remember everything but, what? and Why?” Midnight asked.
“Well, I accidentally discovered you in the middle of your, um, hobby when I flew to your house a couple weeks ago and I thought I might make a surprise for you, you did enjoy it right?” Clover asked.
Midnight sighed, she really needed to be more careful with her games. “It was fun when I wasn’t in a full diaper.” She said.
“Yeah, Sorry about that, it uh, the instructions for the potion said one of the best ways to help the potion along is to make the user act like a foal.” Clover said.
“Well, next time, please let me know before you try something like this, you are lucky I didn’t have anywhere to be...” She trailed off.
“Sorry Midnight, I was just trying to help you live out one of your little fantasies.” Clover stopped mid sentence as Midnight looked like she was about to say something.
“Um Clover, can you uh...” Midnight blushed. “Can you change me? I uh, I’m wet.” She said.
“Apparently the little filly isn’t all there.” Clover said giggling to herself as she opened the gate on the crib and helped Midnight down.
“You wouldn’t happen to have anymore of that potion would you?” Midnight asked.
Clover looked at her and smiled. “I have several potions, but we can talk about that after we get you changed.”
Midnight blushed and followed Clover over to the changing table and for the rest of the day the two friends talked about future plans and games.