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// Diamond's Dazzling Diaper Day 
// Story: Pound and Pumpkin Cake's Adventures (And Misadventures) In Potty Training 
// by SuperPinkBrony12 
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                "Otay, howd stiww pwease so I can diapee you." Pound instructed to Diamond Tiara, as she lay on the floor of the twins nursery.

"I can diapee mysewf you know, I know a ting ow two about diapees." Diamond protested, but cooperated anyway. It proved to be a little bit difficult for her to be diapered by Pound, but she still found nothing to complain about when he finished the diapering job on her.

"Youw diapee on good?" Pound asked Diamond, as she slowly sat up.

Diamond almost immediately put a hoof out to her diaper and touched it, surprised at how delightful the crinkling of the padding felt to her. "Yeah, is on nice and snug," she replied. "You good at tis."

"Tat's because I onwy wecently stawted using the potty," Pound explained. "Fow a whiwe I didn't wan to give up my diapees at aww. Bu Mommy and Daddy, as weww as big sistew Pinkie Pie found a way to get thwough to me."

"You wucky you stiww get to be in diapees," Diamond said, showing a rare sign of jealousy. "Once Mommy stawted potty twaining me, she nevew wet me weaw diapees again. And was even wowse is that she stawted potty twaining me as soon as she fewt I was owd enough. It weawwy stunk."

Pound couldn't help but feel sorry for Diamond, from the sound of things her mother was a horrible pony (and judging by what Pound had seen of her, Diamond's statements rang true all too often). 

"Wha you doing?" Diamond asked, as Pound put one of his wings around her tiny body.

"I sowwy you have such a mean mommy," Pound told Diamond. "Mommies awe supposed to be sweet and suppowtive, not mean and nasty. Is too bad youw mommy has to be such a butt head."

Diamond chuckled at Pound's statement. "Tat's putting it nicewy, thewe's a much hawsher word to descwibe my mommy, bu a wich pony wike me shouwdn't wepeat it. Besides, I dun need you or youw sistew getting in twouble with my mommy fow saying it."

"Is okay, we wearned ouw wesson about being 'potty mouths'." Pound replied.

Diamond was surprised to hear such a statement, but before she could ask Pound what he meant, he had already grabbed her by the hoof and was flying her and himself back downstairs to the playpen.





Once back in the playpen, Diamond looked at the twins and asked them. "So, wha you two do fow fun? I mean, I not tuwning back to nowmal anytime soon, so might as weww enjoy my time as a foaw."

"We wike to do aww kinds of stuff," Pumpkin told Diamond. "Sometimes we pway with ouw stuffed animaws."

"And sometimes we pway with toys. Othew times we get to go outside and pway." Pound added.

"Oh, and dun fowget about the time we gave Fwurry Heawt a woyal fwush!" Pumpkin chuckled. "Even if she tewepowted back out aftewwards, it was wots of fun!"

Diamond gulped upon hearing such a thing from the twins. "You not gonna fwush me, awe you?" she asked. "I once had a nightmawe whewe Mommy tuwned me into a foaw and fwushed me down the toiwet aftew cawwing me a sewer wat. It was awfuw and awmost made me wet the bed!"

"Dun wowwy, we not gonna fwush you," Pound promised. "We dun wanna get in twouble fow fwushing ouw foawsitter. Pwus, it wouwdn't be any fun fwushing a pony who knows is coming."

Diamond breathed a sigh of relief, any concerns she might have had about retaliation from the twins for that pony eating toilet monster story she'd told them disappeared. "Though I suppose it would be hard for them to flush me in the first place, I'm not stupid." Diamond thought to herself. Then she asked the twins. "So, wha you wanna pway with today?"

"How's abou you hewp us buiwd a bwock tower?" Pumpkin asked, pointing to a bunch of alphabet blocks scattered across the playpen. "Is awways easier with mowe hooves."

Diamond nodded. "I didn have many fwiends to pway with as a foaw, aside fwom Silwer Spoon. And even then we onwy weawwy got to have fun when ouw pwarents wet us. Once we wewe out of diapees, the fun had to stop."

"Weww, now you have two fwiends to pway with," Pound replied, pushing a couple of blocks towards Tiara. "Now come on, stawt buiwding!"

"Otay," Diamond agreed and began to stack some of the blocks together. Then a thought of concern struck her, and she stopped playing. "Wha if I need a changie ow the potty? I can't just weave you two hewe, not to mention how hawd it'ww be to get out of this pwaypen."

"You can teww us if you need someting, just wike we can teww you if we need someting," Pumpkin explained. "Aftew you, you technicawwy stiww in chawge of us, even if you a foaw. We just need to wowk togethew to do stuff."

"Otay, so you two can teww me if you have to go potty ow need a changie, just wike I can teww you if I need eithew of those." Diamond agreed. "Bu how we get out of the pwaypen to do it?"

"Duh, we fwy. I use my wings and my sistew use hew magic." Pound replied.

"Oh yeah, can't bewieve I didn tink of tat." Tiara nodded, and resumed her building.





"I hope Diamond's doing alright with the twins," Mrs. Cake said to her husband, as they walked home from the doctors' office. The appointment had run a bit longer than either pony had anticipated, but Doctor Horse had made it clear Mrs. Cake was in good shape and there was nothing that was cause for concern. "You know how much trouble they were for Starlight when she first foalsat them."

Mr. Cake smiled. "Starlight was overeager as a result of her experience with Flurry Heart, especially since she didn't have to do it alone," he replied to his wife. "Diamond Tiara seemed much more aware of the responsibilities that come with the job, I'm sure she's doing just fine."

Upon entering Sugarcube Corner, Mr. and Mrs. Cake were surprised when they didn't see Diamond Tiara anywhere. The pink coated filly was pretty easy to spot, so it wasn't like she blended into the background and was difficult to notice. But they also couldn't hear any sounds coming from upstairs, so she couldn't have been in the nursery or the bathroom.

"Diamond Tiara, we're back!" Mr. Cake called, hoping to attract the filly's attention.

A seemingly foalish voice seemed to lisp in reply. "Oh, alweady?"

"Yes, the appointment was a big long, but everything checked out," Mrs. Cake replied. "Where are you, and why are you talking like that?"

"Is kind of hawd to expwain, just fowwow my voice and you'ww see," Diamond called back. Curious and confused, Mr. and Mrs. Cake obeyed Tiara's request, tracing her voice to the playpen. Upon looking inside said playpen, they a somewhat chubby pink coated foal with cornflower blue eyes staring back at them. "Hewwo," the foal greeted. "As you can see, I've wegessed a bit."

Mr. and Mrs. Cake were speechless, the pony they'd hired to foalsit their twins had been reduced to a foal herself and was currently sitting in a playpen in a diaper. "What happened to you?!" Mrs. Cake asked, once she regained her composure and lifted Diamond out of the playpen.

"Pumpkin accidentawwy tuwned me into a foaw with hew magic," Tiara explained. "Bu I had no twouble getting them to coopweate with me. They've been fed and they used thew potties, Pumpkin gawdly wet me use hew's, bu we had a wittle twouble emptying them so we decided to weave tat to you guys."

"Well.... do you need any help now?" Mr. Cake asked the foalified foalsitter.

Tiara shook her head. "Naw, I fine. Just need to wait fow the speww to wear off," Just then, a light blue glow surrounded her! Realizing what that probably meant, Mrs. Cake set Diamond down on the floor. In a blinding flash of light, Diamond returned to normal and the diaper around her waist broke apart. Tiara shook herself a bit, and blinked as she opened her eyes again. "Ah, there we go," she said to herself. "Please don't mention a word of this to my mother."

"I doubt she'd believe us if we told her, but your secret is safe with us," Mr. Cake chuckled. "I suppose we still do have to pay you though, even if you were a foal for the duration of the assignment."