Mommy Issues 4

>In the bathroom, Twilight gets to scrubbing your hooves.
>”Told you his burgers were good~” She says, lifting your right hoof to scrub underneath it with a special under-hoof soap.
>Nodding, you follow her movements with your eyes.
>She’s really focusing on making sure your hooves are sparkling, it’s almost cute.
>She really cares about you.
>How disgustingly.
>Twilight pulls you into a hug, before quickly pushing you away and scrunching up her nose.
>”You stink!” She exclaims, practically throwing you into the shower.
“Do I?” You ask, craning your neck around to smell yourself.
>Unsurprisingly, you smell of unwashed horses.
>Which is almost as disgusting as your forced bond with Twilight.
>Almost.
>Twilight turns on the water.
>You jump as it hits you, normally this temperature is fine, but it seems fillies have a much lower temperature tolerance and adult human beings.
>Twilight quickly lowers the temperature.
>”Oh, did that hurt you, sweetie? I’m sorry, Mommy should have checked...” She apologizes.
>Filly Wars 7: The Feelings Awaken.
>You have to stay strong.
“Y-You aren’t my Mom.” You stutter unconvincingly.
>”Yes, yes, of course dear!” Twilight giggles.
>Pouting, you let her scrub you down with a different sponge than she used on your hooves.
>As she goes, she explains what each different bottle and cleaning utensil in the shower is for.
>One for the hooves, one for the mane, one for the tail, and so on.
>You begin to feel something else in your lower belly.
>Something... Watery?
>Damn, you needed to piss for the first time since becoming a girl.
>You don’t want to tell Twihorse this, though.
>Dancing on the spot a little, you try to stop the ever-building pressure in your bladder.
>”Hornet, are you okay?” Twilight says, tilting her head a little.
“What, yeah, I’m fine!”
>”You don’t seem fine does something hu-” Twilight smiles, “Ohhh, I get it.”
>It seems she’s worked out what your issue is.
>”It’s fine, we’ve finished with the shower anyways!” She says, taking you out of the shower, “Do you need help?” She asks.
>Probably.
“No, I’m okay!” You lie.
>”Alright then, I’ll just wait outside for you.” She says, setting you on your hooves and walking out the door.
>You’re alone.
>The toilet feels so big, even though it’s the exact same size.
>How are you going to get up?
‘Guess the only option is to try jump like ponies normally do.' You think to yourself.
>Should be easier than walking.
>You attempt to hop up on the toilet seat.
>No good.
> You collapse back down loudly.
>”Hornet, are you okay?” Twilight yells behind the door, you hear her hoof on the door handle as she prepares to enter.
“I’m fine!” You yell back.
>Getting back up on your hooves, you try jumping again, this time changing your method a bit.
>Surprisingly, you did it!
>It takes a moment to regain your balance, but you manage to position yourself over the bowl.
>Moment of truth.
>You let go of your bladder.
>And from there you won’t describe what happens because you ain't into that watersports shit [spoiler]but AOMR is~[/spoiler]
>You finish up your business, hopping off the bowl and heading for the door, which you’ll have to ask Twilight to unlock.
>There is a wet slapping sound behind you.
>That doesn’t sound good.
>Looking back, seeing a trail of piss coming from your tail.
>You forgot about your fucking tail.
>Panic.
>You attempt to reach the washbasin by standing on a box, you manage to reach the faucet, wrapping your hoof around it and attempting to pull yourself up.
>Not a good idea, it seems.
>The faucet breaks and water begins to spray all over the room.
>Dropping to the floor, you think of a new plan.
>You try to get back into the shower to wash yourself off.
>You turn it on, jumping to grab the shower head from it's place.
>No dice, you slip, landing on your back.
>The shower holder comes with you.
>Twilight bursts into the room.
>”Green Hor... Net?” She begins to yell before looking around at the carnage.
>The trail of yellow piss.
>The faucet broken.
>The shower on, but flailing around as it squirts water across the bathroom.
>You, laying on your back slightly concussed, your black tail dripping with pee.
>Her mouth drops open.
“H-Hi Twilight!” You say, a bright red blush coloring your usually green cheeks
>She giggles a little.
“I-I’m sorry about the bathroom, I...” You pause, thinking about what to say, “Had a bit of an accident...”
>The giggles turn to a cackling laughter.
>Her eyes screw shut as she scream hysterically.
“T-Twilight? You’re starting to scare me...” You say, maybe you broke her?
>”N-No, no, i-i-it’s fine!” Twilight manages to gasp in between breaths, “I-I’m just s-s-so happy!”
“You’re happy the bathroom is destroyed?”
>Twilight begins to calm down.
>”I-I’m shocked and dismayed a-about the bathroom!” She says, “I’m just so happy it was /you/” She looks you straight in the eyes, before the laughing begins again.
>You look at her quizzically.
>Glad it was you?
>What’s that supposed to mean.
>She levitates you and the spastic shower head up, and begins to wash your tail.
>Her giggles trail off again as she focuses on your tail, screwing up her nose at the smell as she works.
>The faucet is still flooding the room, but it’s quite a tranquil scene.
>The soft hiss of the shower, the gushing of the faucet.
>Twilight begins to hum as she continues to clean.
>You close your eyes, imagining a waterfall scene.
>Tiny creatures like bunnies and squirrels surround you, chattering softly as they look on.
>Twilight’s there too.
>Cuddling you warmly.
>You feel like you could stay this way forever.
>Wrapped in her arms as she strokes your tail, humming to you, like you have all the time in Equestria.
>But it is not to be.
>The water in the bathroom switches off with a quick flash of Twilight’s horn and you’re broken out of your trance as she sets you back on the ground.
>”There, all done!” She says, smiling down at you.
>You realize what just happened.
>That spell again.
>It’s getting worse.
>You need to renew your hatred for this horse.
>Twilight places you back on the ground and leads you back into the dining hall where Spike is still sitting there... Knitting?
>He puts down his project.
>”Finally, I’ve been waiting forever! What were you two doing in there?” He says, exasperated, “There was an awful racket...”
>Twilight smirks.
>”Well, it’s free now, so go ahead and use it!” She says, barely able to contain her laughter.
>Spike nods slowly, raising an eyebrow before entering the hallway to the bathroom.
>”Five, Four, Three, Two...” Bookhorse counts, before a scream echos down the hallway, she giggles, “Off by one, oh well!” She says, before heading towards the library.
“Where are we going?” You ask as you enter the long hallway leading to the place where Twilight spends most of her downtime.
>”To find you a story!” She says.
“Why do I need a story?” You ask, wondering what you could possibly need a story for.
>”It’s way past your bedtime, silly filly!” You stop in your tracks as she opens the doors, “No foal should ever go to bed without a good story!”
“Wait, bedtime? Story?” You feel the hatred coming back now.
>You remember a meme.
>”Of course, you have a biiig day tomorrow and it’s very late, time for bed!” She says, levitating a box of kids books over.
>The all look brand new.
>She went out and bought these for you too, it seems.
“No. I’m not going to listen to a story, and I will not be going to bed.” You say firmly, stamping your hoof as you do.
>Twilight raises an eyebrow.
>”Yes you will.” She states calmly.
>There’s a pang of guilt in your chest.
>Goddamn you hate this horse.
>You begin to plea.
”Come on, Twilight! I’m a grown man... girl... pony!”
>"No you are not!” Her voice is growly, like when you cussed at her, “You are a seven year old filly, and you need your sleep!”
>You do notice yourself getting tired, the limitations of this new body are... Troubling.
>Still, you must stay strong, even in the face of great adversary, you must continue to resist!
>You pout at Twilight.
>She raises her hoof, as if she was about to smack you, and raised her eyebrow again
>Suddenly story time seemed a hell of a lot more bearable.
>She’s winning, but you won’t admit it.
>You sigh and hop up on the couch, Twilight levitating a blanket over you and pulling out a story from the pile.
>This is the only one that looks used.
>”This is an old one from when I was a filly, I think you’ll like it just as much as I do!” She’s beaming, obviously exited to be reading to someone else instead of on her own.
>You’ll indulge her for now.
>She opens the book and begins to read.
>"Once upon a time..."
>It’s a story about a feud between two different earth pony villages.
>There’s a mare and a stallion who fall in love, but they’re from the warring towns so they meet under a huge mountain which they dig tunnels under, making a whole bunch of caves which...
>You don’t remember the rest, you drifted off to sleep before you could hear it.
>Goddamn Twilight Sparkle and her foal magic.