Rarity hummed as she set her dolly in Sweetie Belle's old high chair.

"Y-You're going to feed me now?" asked Diamond, her stomach grumbling.

"Yes, dearie. Did you think I would let you starve?"

"I hoped not," said the foal, mouth watering at the thought of food.

Rarity came back around with two bowls. One with mashed potatoes and the other with mashed carrots.

"Oh, boy... Food..." said Diamond, mouth drooling.

Rarity got a spoon of carrots. "Open up, dolly!"

The foal did as told, smiling. The mare put the spoon in her mouth.

Diamond didn't close her mouth as she . "Ait..." she mumbled.

"Don't talk with your mouth full."

"Ait!" she repeated, louder this time.

Rarity pulled the spoon away. "What?"

"If my muscles are relaxed... will I be able to swallow and digest my food? I mean... I did SWALLOW the muscle relaxer stuff..."

"Yes, you'll be fine to eat... You'll just process it faster. Good thing you're wearing one of these," said Rarity, patting the filly's diaper.

The foal whimpered, disgusted.

"Oh, calm down. I'll clean you up."

The foal hesitated before nodding. "Okay... I think now's the best time to start trusting and listening to you, so..." She then opened her mouth.

The mare smiled as she put the spoon back in the foal's mouth and she closed this time, tasting nice, fresh carrot paste.

"Mmm..." moaned Diamond, swallowing. "Not bad."

Rarity smiled as she got another spoonful. The foal opened her mouth again. This continued till both bowls were empty and the foal had a nice, warm, full belly.

She let out a groan. "Oh... So full..."

Rarity smiled and pulled her dolly up and lightly dabbed at the foals face. "Sleepy, Dolly?"

She nodded. "Uh-huh..."

Rarity smiled as she laid the filly on her back and started trotting upstairs. The foal closed her eyes and yawned.

As she did, Rarity giggled at her and set her on the bed. "I'll be just a moment, Dolly," she called, going the bathroom.

The foal smiled. "Mmm... Mommy..." she mumbled sleepily.

As she spoke, Rarity popped her head back in the room. "What was that?"

The foal opened her eyes slightly. "Huh?"

"You said something, dear?"

"Did I?" asked the foal, yawning again. "Sorry. I don't recall... Must've been sleeping..."

"Okay, Dolly."

The foal closed her eyes again, starting to nod off.

Half an hour passed before Rarity came back, wearing a bath robe. "Oh, I'm so ready for my dolly snuggles," she said, picking up the foal and hugging her close on the bed.

The foal let out a tiny moan as if she was nuzzling the unicorn. Rarity smiled and hugged the doll some more.

"Mmm... Mommy..." the foal said again.

Rarity smiled darkly as she kissed the filly's head. "Don't worry. Mommy's here, dolly," Rarity said into the foal's ear.

"I love you..." the foal said, clearly half-asleep at this point.

"That's right. Who loves me?"

"Mmm... I do..."

"And who are you?"

"Your dolly..."

"What's your name?" Rarity asked with a dark smile.

"Dolly..."

"That's right. Your name's Dolly Diamond."

"Dolly..." Yawn. "Diamond..."

"That's it, my little dolly."

The foal smiled sleepily.

Rarity smiled as well. "Do you remember Filthy Rich?"

"Mmm... Who?"

"Somepony I want to make into a doll... to be your friend. Do you want mommy to do that?"

"Mmm... Mm-hmm..."

"Would you like to watch me make him into a doll, DD?" asked Rarity as she patted the foal's now wet diaper.

"Sure, mommy..." muttered the foal.

"Oh, you're such a good dolly." Rarity called, rubbing the foal's belly.

The foal smiled. "Mmm..."

"That's my girl..." Rarity said, passing out.