Diaper Enchantments - Parts Two and Three

I'm a dolt and forgot to post these when I wrote them.

In 2020. 

Derp.

It's a pair of sequels to This Story 

Part Two

“You’re kidding me.”

The little wind sprite stamped her tiny foot, indignant at the task she’d been summoned for.

Evrina had to hold back a smirk. At six inches tall, the sprite was adorable, and her miniature fussing just added to the effect. She had to remind herself that she was wearing a thick, puffy diaper, and that she was in no position to be pointing fingers of childish cuteness.

“I need the help,” Evrina shrugged. “And you’ll be given equal treatment in return. Milk and honey, given freely from me to you.”

The sprite paced in the circle she was trapped in, puffing up her cheeks in annoyance. “Hmmph. Why can’t you get a human to do it?”

“Here, I’ll… what can I call you?” Evrina asked.

“You think I’d give you my true name?” The wind sprite scoffed. “What insult!”

“I didn’t ask for your name, just for something to call you,” Evrina replied.

“Hmph. You can call me Glimmer,” the sprite said.

“Alright, Glimmer. If I ask another human to do it, and I got the spell wrong again, then they’d be trapped in a diaper with no way to remove it. Since you can slip in and out of the doll, you wouldn’t be trapped. Okay?”

Glimmer tilted her tiny head, then grinned with amusement. “Again? Are you in a diaper now, human?”

Evrina blushed, then shook it off. “It cleans itself, it’s not like- never mind. Will you help me?”

“Fine. We have a bargain, mortal.”

With that promise in place, Evrina felt comfortable dropping the circle that had trapped the little fae. Truth be told, she wanted to figure this out herself, but given how effective her accidental curse was at making the diaper permanent, she didn’t want to risk more human experimentation.

The diaper had stood up to basically unlimited usage, up to and including soaking it in the tub until there was more water than diaper - and it had still dried out and snapped back to normal as soon as the inflow of fluids stopped. She wasn’t going to be able to break the enchantment any time soon.

Returning to Glimmer, she said, “Do you need anything from me?”

Glimmer rolled her eyes. “Just point me to the right doll, I’ll do the rest.”

Gesturing with a thumb, Evrina pointed the sprite to the ‘Betsy Wetsy’ doll on the kitchen counter, already taped up in an enchanted diaper. If all had gone well, the diaper would work and self-clean, without being impossible to remove.

Sparkling with pixie dust, Glimmer hovered over to the doll, twirled in the air, and vanished.

A second later, the doll sat up, and its lips moved. “Alright, I’ve possessed the doll.”

“You can control it as though it were your own body?” Evrina confirmed, crouching slightly so that she was at eye level with Glimmer’s doll form.

Glimmer held out her chubby doll arms, examining herself. “Yeah.”

“Alright, just wet the diaper and-”

“Milk first.” Glimmer crossed her arms, her adorable dolly face glaring up at Evrina. “Once I’m paid, then I’ll do your thing.”

Sighing, Evrina walked to the fridge, retrieving a glass baby bottle full of honeyed milk that she’d mixed before summoning the sprite. Passing her the bottle, she said, “Your doll body is designed to drink from bottles, so…”

Glimmer grumbled, grabbed the bottle, and said, “If you summoned me just to be insulting, I’d rather you just say so.” Putting the bottle up to her lips, she started to suckle idly, as though she didn’t much care.

As soon as she tasted it, though, her demeanor changed. Eyes widening, she started suckling furiously on the bottle, as though it were life-giving nectar.

“Locally sourced organic milk and pure Tupelo honey,” Evrina said.

The fae barely acknowledged her, greedily sucking down milk as fast as she could.

She almost didn’t notice as the doll’s body, with no mechanism for ‘holding it’, started to leak into the diaper. Evrina, though, made careful notes as the wetness indicator faded, the diaper grew wet, and then it snapped back to dryness.

Evrina beamed. “Great! Now, just lay back.” Glimmer looked dubious, until she added, “You can keep drinking.”

Laying back, Glimmer continued suckling the bottle while Evrina pulled the tapes away.

They popped off, easily. No magical warding to keep them in place, or make the diaper permanent.

Then, as Glimmer started to trickle again from all the milk, Evrina folded the diaper back into place. Better just leave that on for now…

Part Three

Two months of research.

That’s how long it took Evrina to research her counter-curse. It wasn’t wasted time, of course. Learning magic was always an end unto itself, and she enjoyed the experimentation.

Still, that was two months with a particularly puffy diaper taped around her waist that just wouldn’t go away. Even though it cleansed itself almost instantly, it had still made her feel a bit self conscious every time she felt a stream of warm fluids trickle into the padding, and her blushing was profuse whenever she had to squat and push out a mess.

At least… for the first month or so. Once she stopped looking around with paranoia any time she heard her diaper crinkle, embarrassed that someone might see what she was wearing, it hadn’t been so bad.

Still, a curse was a curse, and she had to undo it eventually.

“Alright,” she said, lying down on the rune-carved changing table. “Betsy, are you ready?”

Her lab assistant, a twelve-inch Betsy Wetsy that was being occupied by a wind sprite, waddled in a circle around the table and left a trail of glitter in her wake. Her help didn’t come cheap - Evrina had a standing order with the local bakery for fresh bread, and had needed to find a hookup for locally sourced wildflower honeys to keep Betsy paid, but it had been worth it.

“The circle is closed,” Betsy said, as the magic sealed around Evrina.

This bit was… tricky. Trusting a wind sprite was always dangerous, and Evrina had willingly put herself in a somewhat compromising situation. Still, they’d made a bargain, Betsy had sworn on it three times, and Evrina was rewarding the little fae handsomely. She had to go with it.

Willingly, Evrina released the magic in the circle, letting it get sucked into the table. Her innate power, the wild magic in the air, it all drained away… along with the magic fueling the curse.

Reaching down, she pulled away at one of the tapes.

It popped off, with a little adhesive ripping sound.

The poofy diaper, still as pristine as the moment Evrina had put it on, pulled away. She wadded it up, dropped it in the diaper pail, and sat up. For the first time in two months, she felt cool air between her legs. “Alright, break the circle, Betsy.”

Betsy hesitated. “You’re completely helpless in that circle, aren’t you?”

Evrina paused. She’s not going to pull anything, is she? She swore on it. Still, it did no good to lie. “I suppose you could say that.”

Tilting her little doll head, Betsy smiled. “I just wanted to remind you!” she added, giggling as she broke the circle.

Magic reasserted itself, filling Evrina once again as she rolled her eyes. “Was the prank necessary?”

“Always,” Betsy retorted. On her cute little face, the smirk was more adorable than sinister, so Evrina didn’t think much of it as she got up, walking to her magical work table.

A half dozen iterations of her magical diapers had been made, perfecting both the cleansing spell and ensuring that there were no traces of any curse that lingered.

Picking up the latest, which had a pair of butterflies adorning the front, Evrina walked back to the changing table and laid down.

Betsy tilted her head. “What are you doing?”

Evrina blushed, glancing at the little sprite in her doll’s body. Slipping the diaper beneath her hips, she said, “Hush, you.”

With the application of four tapes, the diaper sealed. It was less poofy than the last, more discreet, and she’d be able to remove it at will.

Not that she’d want to often. After two months, she’d gotten spoiled by not needing potty breaks. No having to hold it in traffic, no smelly public restrooms, she didn’t even need to get up at the theater. It even replaced the need for monthly pads.

And, besides, they were soft and cozy.

Getting up, she felt how the new diapers felt. They stretched, they didn’t impede her motion, and they were surprisingly cute.

Picking up her phone off the workshop table, she hesitated for a moment, then began to type into the girl’s chat. ‘Remember that baby shower gift I was going to get Karen a couple months ago? Well… I perfected it, and if you give it a shot I think you all might want one too. I don’t think I’m ever going back.’