[POV] Never Have I Ever

"Never have I ever? Seriously? We're supposed to be studying." Your crush sits across from you. You're in her dorm room, studying for the final exam with her. Not that she needs to study. She's the valedictorian after all. You, on the other hand, aren't there to study. You have something else in mind.

"Fine...but why the teddy bear?" A fluffy pink teddy bear sits on the coffee table. You claim it's a prize for the winner and tell her to give it a squeeze. "You first." She's suspicious, but there's no way she could know its true purpose. You squeeze the bear. This satisfies her and she does the same. 

The enchantment on the bear activates. You both feel a shiver go up your spines. She seems to think nothing of it; instead, she raises the five fingers of her right hand and starts the game. "Never have I ever...visited Europe." The spell compels you to drop a finger. Memories of a trip to Europe flood your mind as the teddy bear works its magic.

Your turn. You tell your crush, "Never have I ever lost my potty training." Her eyes widen, a blush spreads across her face. You see your crush's skinny jeans turn into a pair of pink sweats. An inch of crinkly waistband pokes out the top of her pants. She now has a noticeable bulge at her crotch. No doubt about it, her panties had turned into a thick diaper.

Her turn. Your crush tugs nervously at her shirt, trying to hide her diapers. She clearly regrets her choice in outfit. "Um...never have I ever...needed braces." You can't help but gasp as a set of metal braces suddenly appear on your teeth. That's right you got them junior year. They make you look dorky and give you a slight lisp. Why did you squeeze that bear?

Your turn. You're nervous. She's staring at you intently, seemingly deep in thought. "Never have I ever had a thumb sucking habit," you declare. She stares at you for a moment before dropping a finger and then slipping her thumb in her mouth. You notice a pacifier appear underneath her pillow. She sucks her thumb noisily, comfortable enough with you to do so without shame.

Her turn. She smirks around her thumb. "Never have I ever been a sissy cheerleader." You're in shock. What just happened? You're helpless but to drop a finger. Your clothing transforms into a bright pink mockery of your school's cheer uniform. Next, your body feminizes before your eyes, costing you all your body hair and manliness. Finally, your blonde hair grows to your shoulder. A pair of bright pink hair ties puts your hair up in a pair of pigtails. 

Your turn. You can barely think. She's giggling at you. You're sitting with your legs spread. She can see up your pleated skirt. "Cute panties, sissy." You're at a loss for words. She must have figured it out. You decide to escalate. "Never have I ever wanted to be a baby." Your crush stops giggling as she drops a finger. A pacifier appears in her mouth. Her clothing turns into a onesie and knee-high fluffy socks. The contents of the room infantilize into soft, pastel versions of themselves. Stuffies cover her bed and several packages of big, abdl style diapers appear in her closet.

Her turn. She's caught on to your scheme. You went too far too fast. Her mind fills with memories of her obsession with diapers and little space, but she blocks it out as best she can. "Never have I ever wet my panties in front of my crush." She knows about your crush on her?! You try with all your might to resist, but drop your finger anyway. Your bladder releases and you soak through your panties in seconds. A puddle of pee forms in your seat and you drench your skirt in the liquid.

Your turn. You're running out of time...and dignity. Time to end this. "Never have I ever been in love with me." Your crush drops her finger and her expression changes immediately. A warm smile spreads across her lips, her pupils dilate, and she leans closer to you. She's all yours now. You won. You lean in close to kiss her.

"Never have I ever been my crush's personal sissy diaper maid." You drop your last finger. Your clothes transform into a frilly pink maid outfit. Your shoes change into a pair of pink four-inch heels. The sopping wet panties you're wearing balloon outward into a thick, pink diaper. You remember that you've been your crush's sissy diaper maid as long as you've known her. You change her diapers, bottle feed her, whatever the princess wants. You may be the big girl, but she's in charge.

Your last turn. It's hard for you to be cruel or selfish now. You only want what's best for her, but you so badly wish to come out on top. It takes some mental gymnastics, but you finally manage to think of something. "Never have I lost my knowledge of everything past kindergarten." She loves being a baby after all. It's best she forgets all her big girl learning. So much for passing that final exam. She won't even know her times tables anymore.

Your crush drops her last finger, then giggles around her pacifier. You hear the familiar hiss of someone wetting their diaper. She's rapidly losing her intelligence with each second of urination. Could she even color in the lines anymore? Maybe. But the baby clearly has no desire to. Only big girls color in the lines. She looks so happy being free from her intellect. 

A strong desire to change her diapers overcomes you. You pick her up and take her to her bed. She babbles and clutches the pink bear to her chest during the change. You tape her up and tuck her in for a nap. If only you could stay and join her, but you can't miss cheerleading practice. The whole school loves their sissy cheerleader. Especially when you accidentally flash your diapers to the crowd. You think of your crush as you change into your pink uniform. As you always do before a game, you soak your diapers so that they sag further down past your skirt. There's no hiding them now. Some part of you wants nothing more than to rip the whole outfit off and try to use the bear to regain your manhood, but that's not happening. You're becoming perfectly happy as your new self. You love your life as a sissy. It's all you've ever wanted.