Magic Mishaps (Commission)

Written as a Patreon commission.  A bit of LitRPG kink! 

Mayweather jumped back, her tail twitching as she dodged the attack from the slime. Crap, that was close. 

The woods she was in weren’t particularly dangerous, but that didn’t mean it was completely free from monsters. For a learning mage, it was a great place to grind out experience. This slime wasn’t supposed to be giving her trouble, but without her knight to dish out real damage and tank the hits, she was struggling. Okay, Jessica was right. Splitting up was a bad idea… 

Frowning, she conjured up power, drawing from her well of mana. She couldn’t just trade hits with the slime, not without better defense, so it seemed only reasonable to cast Protect. 

Concentrate. I need heavy duty protection… 

With a puff of magic, she cast the spell. 

Instead of a guarding barrier of magic, she felt a sudden expansion of bulk between her legs. Soft, plasticy material pressed against her thighs, forcing her legs apart, making her balance waver. 

Alarmed, Mayweather looked down, pulling the hem of her white robes up to her waist, so she could get a good look at what had happened. 

A diaper. A white, puffy diaper, decorated with red frills that matched her dress, so thick that it almost resembled a pillow wrapped around her waist. 

Dammit. That’s not the protection that I meant! 

The slime wobbled and lunged. Distracted by her sudden, puffy diapering, she wasn’t ready for the attack, and Mayweather was knocked back, landing on her butt in a tangled pile of limbs, dress, and diaper. 

The only good news was that her diaper was so thick it didn’t hurt when she fell. There was just a little puff of baby powder escaping around the leg gathers, filling the air with a sweet, perfumed smell. 

She was worried that the slime would strike her again while she was knocked down, but instead it started to bobble away, uninterested in the fight. In it’s jellied thoughts, knocking her over was probably enough to render her pacified, and there was no reason to finish her off.

Mayweather wasn’t about to let it get away. She wanted that Experience. 

Using the last dredges of her mana, she conjured up thoughts of heavy, weighty mass, dropping and impacting with force. ‘Stone’ was a useful spell for dealing the last bits of damage, and it’d give her what she needed to finish off the slime before it could run away. 

And don’t think about the diaper! 

With a ripple of power, she cast the spell. 

She felt the magic lance out, but no conjured rocks appeared above the slime. Instead, she felt a sudden, incredible weight form in her bowels, as though she’d been holding it for a week. 

Oh no. 

Doubling over, she put a hand to her belly, trying to fight off the cramps, but it was too much. She was helpless to stop the solid, weighty mush that was forced into her diaper, making the puffy padding swell as she thoroughly packed it. 

While that was going on, she heard a ‘Hyaa!’ and the sound of a sword slashing through the air. The slime burst apart, and Jessica stepped into the clearing, her knight’s armor gleaming. “Mayweather! I thought you could use the… help…” 

Her friend stopped talking as she got a good look at Mayweather, bent over on the ground, grunting softly as she pushed a mess into her thick diapers. 

“Jessica!” Mayweather said, her voice squeaking as she tried, unsuccessfully, to stop the mass from pouring into her pampers. 

“Mayweather?” Jessica said, a grin spreading on her face. “When I said ‘try not to embarrass yourself on your own,’ I didn’t have this in mind!” 

Turning pink, Mayweather pulled down her dress, covering up the swelling diaper. It didn’t do much to conceal the smell that was filling the woods around her, though. “It… a spell went wrong, and…” 

“Oh, gross,” Jessica pinched her nose as she got a whiff of Mayweather’s diaper. Her voice took on a nasal tone as she added, “I know people say casters are squishy and they need protection, but this is just too much!” 

“Erm… can you just help me get cleaned up?” Mayweather asked, trying to get to her feet as the last dredges of muck spilled into her diaper. Wobbling, she got to a standing position, but her balance was so bad with all the weight pulling her down that she nearly stumbled. 

Jessica caught her, smirking as she helped the white mage steady herself. “Well, I don’t carry diaper changes, do you?” 

Mayweather blushed again, shaking her head. “No…” 

“So, we’ll have to wait until we get back to the castle.” Holding Mayweather’s hand, she started walking back in the direction of their lodging. “C’mon, smelly, I’ll keep you safe. When someone notices the smell, we’ll just tell them you got attacked by a stink slime.”