Babs looked down and felt something itchy in between her legs, feeling something lumpy and wet inside of her diaper. The filly sighed in disappointment hoping for atleast one dry night, she kicked her sheets off to reveal her wet and messy diaper slightly sagging as she stood up. But before she could do anything, the bedroom door slowly opened to reveal Applejack trotting through with a small smile on her face.
"How ya' doin' Babs? Is' quite early in th' mornin' for a lil' filly like yerself' to be up at this time. Is it 'cause'a that diaper 'a yers'?" Applejack whispered, she turned her head slyly making sure that none of her family woke up. She trotted right up to the filly and patted her mane.
Babs looked down at the ground and whimpered a little, starting to feel a little embarrassed that Applejack of all ponies had to come in at this time and see her in her big baby diaper.
"Yer' ma' an' pa' tol' me about yer' wettin' and messin' problems at night. They mentioned on the letter from Manehatten about ya' takin' care of ya'self durin' th' day, if ya' want me to ah'll change ya' quickly an' ya'll can go back t' bed. How 'bout that?"
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