Little Brother, Our Foal Forever

Little Brother, Our Foal Forever

By Dashiel

Twilight flipped the pages on the ancient spellbook with her magic, rustling her wings in agitation. She had time, it was true. She was a princess, potentially she had eternity, after all... but she couldn't help but feel a certain amount of urgency.

Finally, her searching stopped. The library in her treehouse home had been almost completely denuded, the shelves bare of books and scrolls, every cupboard flung open, every drawer hanging empty.

"This is it! Spike! This is it! I found it!"

"Huh?" grumbled Spike groggily from his basket, pulling his thumb out of his scaly muzzle. He pulled his eyes open, blinking in the semi-darkness, as he slowly came awake enough to realize that Twilight was downstairs, reading by candlelight again. "What did you find Twi that's wonderful tell me more... snnrrkkk..." The dragon closed his eyes again, pulling his blankie over his head and curling up even tighter. If there was one thing he'd gotten used to in the many years he'd been living with Twilight, it was her midnight eureka's.

Twilight, for her part, danced around the library on her hoof-tips, fluttering her wings happily, before vanishing in a bright flash of purple light.

***

Princess Cadence lay awake in her voluptuous bed. The pillows were sheathed in silk, as were the sheets. The comforter was plush and warm, and the lacy curtains were exquisite. Beside her lay her husband, he was asleep and snoring. The lump was cute when he slept. She gently stroked her hoof down his mane, bringing it back to her muzzle where she could smell his stallion musk.

"Oh my knight Shining Armour," she said softly. He was a handsome stallion, prepared to defend her honour and to serve her in every way possible. He was even great in bed, it was true. He had the boundless stamina of an earth pony, and could do things with his horn that would make a sailor blush. The one thing he couldn't seem to do, however, was produce an heir. She wasn't sure where the problem was, truth be told, and was starting to get worried. He was young, virile, strong... and mortal.

Cadence felt that pit in her stomach drop, yawning wide with worry. She was a princess, one among thousands, millions even. She was gifted with enormous magical power, perhaps even more than her aunts Celestia and Luna, seeing as she controlled the magic of love itself. Love was, after all, the most powerful of friendships. Love was said to hold the universe together. Cadence could feel it, too. And most of all, she loved Shining Armour.

Tears wet her muzzle as she stroked her hoof once more down her love's neck, ruffling his mane. He was young yet, maybe he would be young long enough.

Her musings were interrupted when, with a bright flash of purple light, Princess Sparkle appeared in the middle of her bedroom.

"Twilight?" hissed Cadence. "What are you doing here?" She moved to cover Shining's eyes. He snorted and grumbled, so she bent low quickly and murmured softly in his ear, "It's okay, love, go back to sleep."

She smiled as his muzzle grew a really daft grin and he fell asleep. Typical male.Their torrid love-making earlier had tuckered the poor thing out the same way.

"I've got it, Cadence! I've found it!" Twilight's words were urgent and loud, for all she was trying to keep the volume down. Cadence ever so carefully got out of bed, sliding to the cold floor, shivering slightly.

"What have you got?" the pink alicorn trotted over to Twilight, easing herself through the heavy curtains. The lavender alicorn held a small, aged scroll in the firm grasp of her magic, horn glowing softly. Cadence's heart skipped a beat as her hooves clip-clopped on the cold stone, echoing through the darkened chamber.

"Well, I... I know you've been thinking the same thing I have." Twilight's eyes found Cadence's again as the pink princess' gaze flickered to the bed and back. "It's an old spell. A really old spell. But I found it!"

"Is it..? You really can..?" Cadence leant forwards, eyes scanning the parchment. The spell was complex, not beyond what she could understand, but the nuances weren't her forte.

"I've seen it done, Cadence! I didn't have the power then, but now... this is foal's play. Literally." Twilight grinned wide at her own joke.

"Can you really cast it?" Cadence held her breath.

"I... think so."

"Now?" Cadences voice was taut with hope.

Twilight looked at the bed thoughtfully. "I guess so. Shouldn't you, you know, ask him first?"

Cadence blew a stray lock of her mane out of her eyes. "I'm his wife, I think I know what's best for my beloved husband. Besides, it's not like you can't undo it."

Twilight nodded thoughtfully, her horn already aglow as she walked slowly towards her brother. "True. I mean, it's in his best interest."

A beam of light shot out from her horn, enveloping the gently snoring stallion. The light intensified as arcane energies spun and whirled through the room, and then went out.

***

Shining Armour opened his eyes and yawned, stretching. Then he rolled over, and found his view of the room obstructed by white, wooden bars. He lay there for a few moments, wheels spinning in place. Bars. That didn't... that didn't make sense. Where had they come from?

Confused, he rolled back again. And found more bars. Huh.

He rolled onto his back, and looked up. Above him floated a cloud, a sun, a moon and a diamond. Huh. Again.

He rubbed his eyes and yawned, stretching again. He felt good, really good... but weird. Everything felt all wonky and out of place, and then there were the bars, and the weird objects floating above him. Opening his eyes again, the four objects were still above him, but now that he could concentrate a little, he realized that the objects were made of wood, painted by hoof. They reminded him of the mobile that had been... above his... crib.

He looked at the bars again, on either side. He looked up at the rotating mobile. He looked at the foot of the bed to find a solid, white, high board that seemed to stretch up several feet. The head of the bed was a similarly high, and made of plain white-painted wood.

He was in a crib? A giant crib? He threw the covers back awkwardly, which he now realized were covered in cuddly duckies, and tried to stand up. And failed. He fell over backwards, and bumped his head on the bars. Giving a squawk, tears sprung to his eyes.

At the fussing, a large creature appeared above him, which swam into focus as his vision cleared again.

"Aww, did ickle Shiny hurt himself?" the monstrosity said. "Let Mommy Cadence make it all better." Huge hooves reached down out of the sky and scooped him up, and he found himself slung way up high. As his eyesight - which wasn't behaving properly at all - adjusted, he realized that it wasn't that the crib was huge, or that the room it was in was huge, but that he had shrunk.

The enormous cadence held him deftly with one hoof, pressing him close to her chest, as she took him over to the bed which last night he remembered falling asleep in. It was now an ocean of mattress, and he found himself almost swimming in it. The only saving grace was that he had been put onto a slick mat with high edges around three of the sides.

"Cadence?" he tried to ask. His voice was high-pitched, and he lisped. Putting a hoof in his mouth to feel around, he discovered he had no teeth. He sucked on it thoughtfully for a moment before Cadence batted his hoof away playfully.

"Baby shouldn't chew his hooves. Here, have a binky instead." So saying, Cadence levitated a pacifier through the air and popped it firmly into his muzzle. He sucked on it in shock. "There, baby Shiny is all safe now with Mommy. Did you have a good sleep?"

Shining Armour, after a number of attempts, pushed the binky out of his muzzle. "Wha' happened, Caddy?"

"Uh uh uhh! Baby Shiny doesn't get to call me Caddy anymore. I'm Mommy now, or Mama."

"Cad--"

"Say it."

"Uh," Shining Armour looked all around the room. The oversized alicorn was apparently serious. "Uh, Mommy, what happened?"

"Well, Mama has been worried about her darling for a while... and now, with help from your big sister, something has been done about it. Don't worry, you're perfectly safe. You'll always be perfectly safe. Did you sleep well?"

"I... think so... but what did you do?"

"I got the foal we've always wanted, darling. I've got you!"

"But I'm not a foal!"

"Are you sure?" Cadence smiled softly, tickling his tummy with her wings.

"Hey! C-cut th-that out! Y-you know I'm t-ticklish! S-stop i-it or I-I'll--" Shining Armour suddenly went rigid, blinking wildly. He felt a sudden warmth between his legs, and kicked his hooves around urgently trying to move or stop the sudden flow or do anything.

"Shh, hey, honey, relax, it's okay," said Cadence.

"B-but..."

A wing on his stomach calmed him. Cadence stroked him gently with a lazy hoof. "It's okay, baby. I've taken precautions."

Shining Armour raised his head and looked down at his crotch. The tickling, rather than making him hiccup and giggle like normally, had caused him to wet himself. He was mortified, but this changed to utter surprise when he realized what he was wearing. Between his hind legs, around his crotch, with a little tiny stubby tail poking out between, was a large, white, plastic-covered item of clothing, turning ever so faintly yellow.

He was wearing a diaper, and right now he realized that not only was he wetting it, but that he had already wet it hours ago, in his sleep. He'd been diapered in his sleep, put down in the crib, and had wet the offending article of clothing like the foal he appeared to be.

He was speechless. Cadence patiently waited until he stopped kicking, and then gently stroked his diapered area to see if he was still wetting it. She tutted and smiled again. "Looks like baby shiny needs a new diapy-wipey, huh?"

"Nuh-uh," protested Shining Armour, "I dun need--"

Cadence patted his bulging crotch, then lifted him up into the air with her magic. He could feel how the heavy fabric drooped low, pulling down heavily. It was warm, and... surprisingly comfortable. It was, however, becoming wet and ever so slightly itchy. "Looks like my little foal does need a change."

"Dun wan' a diaper!" he protested again.

"Well if you think I'm letting a li'l stinker like you crawl around without protection, you've got another thing coming. Just because your mommy is a princess doesn't mean she wants to clean up after you all day long. Besides, we've only just bought that Davenport, and I won't have you staining it. Twilight! Twi! Your baby brother needs a clean diaper!" Cadence called, loudly.

Shining Armour winced. "Caaadddd!"

"What did I say to call me?"

"Uh, I mean, uh, Mommy... please don't--"

"Let everyone know my foal needs clean diapers? Oh, don't worry, I've already made arrangements with the laundry personnel, and plenty of fresh, clean diapers will be delivered daily. All the guards have been put on the alert to make sure that the little prince isn't allowed to toddle around on his own."

"Cadence?" called a familiar voice.

"Twily!" called Shining Armour, struggling in the air, where he was still floating.

"Oh! Is he awake? My baby brother's awake!"

"He certainly is, and he needs clean diapers!"

Shining Armour's mouth dropped open as Twilight Sparkle, his... bigger sister, bounded into the room, followed by a pink bag packed full of supplies. His heart sank almost as low as his overfull diaper as he was whisked into the air and twirled around by the over-enthusiastic lavender alicorn.

Twilight giggled as she placed Shining Armour back down on the changing mat which was still spread on the bed. She deftly lifted his hind hooves with her magic and tugged on the plastic panties which covered his pinned-on white, fluffy cloth diaper. The golden pins on each side snapped open and the soggy, heavy and now uncomfortably-cool terrycloth was pulled away from his crotch. The sudden wash of cold air made him squall and complain, and he found the binky placed gently back in his muzzle. He sucked on it reflexively, and found a dog-eared diamond-dog teddy-troll placed into his paws. He clutched it to himself fiercely and glared. This just made Cadence giggle and she kissed him on the nose.

Twilight was efficient, as if she could ever be any other way. Wetwipes were quickly slipped out of the packet to attack his diminutive sheath and retracted balls. He squealed, spitting out the dummy.

"Ooh, I bet that's cold, huh? Well don't worry, you'll be nice and warm soon enough," said Cadence soothingly. Twilight carried on regardless, the clothes wiping all around his diaper-area and up under his tail. Folding the dirtied wipes expertly and rolling up the soggy diapers into a neat bundle, the offending items were disposed of in a trash-can and a diaper-pail respectively.

Twilight was humming to herself happily as she produced a bottle of talcum powder, tamping it neatly above him. Then she dipped a hoof into a jar of ointment, and ran her hoof along his most intimate places. He wriggled and writhed, it felt decidedly odd.

"Oh stop complaining," chided Cadence, "I don't want my foal to get a diaper-rash!"

Shining Armour just glared, he was being held fast and couldn't have done much except squirm even if he'd tried. Indignantly, he kicked his chubby little legs around, but it was no good. Twilight eased a soft, warm, pink fluffy terrycloth under his behind, threading his tail neatly through the elasticated hole before pulling the front tight and re-applying the pins.

"Hmm, Cadence, what do you think my baby brother should wear? The blue, or the pink?"

Cadence scrunched up her muzzle thoughtfully. "Definitely the pink, it brings out his eyes."

"Pink!" squawked Shining Armour indignantly.

"See!" agreed Cadence, "He likes the idea!"

Before he could disagree, he found himself enveloped in a very frilly set of pink plastic panties, and a one-piece outfit which large snapped buttons up each of his hind legs and across his huge, padded behind.

"Fresh and clean!" crowed Cadence, and she kissed his hind-hooves. Shining Armour couldn't help but giggle as they tickled.

"Ca-- Mama! Noo! Tickles!"

"Come on, then, Shiny. Mama Cadence and your big sister Twily have a big day today! Auntie Lulu and Tia are away on business in Saddle Arabia, so we're handling Equestria."

Shining Armour gulped, kicking his legs as he hung in the air again, helpless in the magical field of his two new mommies, as they trotted happily through the palace towards the throne room.

Snickers followed him, but every guard he could spy was always stoic and stern-looking.

Eventually he was placed, gently, into a playpen next to the two great thrones of Equestria, and found he was supposed to amuse himself with his teddy, a blankie, a pillow and a collection of coloured blocks complete with numbers and letters painted and etched on them. He, his diapered derriere and the changing pack full of clean diapers and supplies were all in complete and total view of every single bemused noblepony and applicant as they started filing through the great double doors.

He sulked, and pulled the blanket over his head. It wasn't quite big enough to cover his whole body, so everypony was treated to the strange view of a heavily-diapered foal playing peekaboo with a teddy.

He wasn't sure how things could get worse. One thing was sure, he was going to find out.