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  1. Below, parts one through three are posted. Hope you enjoy! Please comment with any feedback. I love hearing what you guys think about my work! This was part of a commissioned series, and I had a lot of fun writing it. I plan to finish very soon, so stay tuned lol. The Witch’s Toys (Part 1) Zac walked hand in hand with his girlfriend Lucy as her dark hair seemed to nearly shimmer from the high, afternoon sun. A picnic basket swung lazily from her right arm as they scouted the woods for a perfect spot to dig into their meal. Lucy bit her lower lip as she contemplated the can of whipped cream she had snuck in with the food, and the clear absence of a pie was a strong tell of what she planned to do with it. She squeezed his hand as they approached a clearing in the dense woodland. “Oh, wow,” Zac said as his eyes swept over the grass and wild flowers poking their way up through the soil. “I wonder how long that’s been there.” He nodded toward a shack planted directly in the center of the open land; it’s dark, oak boards told of the structure’s age. The two of them approached it cautiously, making sure not to disturb anyone who could be inhabiting it. He watched Lucy as her green eyes scanned the shed, with its stained glass windows of all different colors, and tall crooked chimney; no smoke escaped from it. She turned to him, “I want to go inside.” He frowned at her, “no way. Even if there’s nobody home, it could collapse on us. We have no clue how stable in is.” She pouted back at him, tapping one of the supports under its floor with her foot, “It feels pretty sturdy to me. Please?” Perhaps if Zac had been aware of what his woman was planning, knew of the warm tension it caused between her thighs when her mind continued to drift back to the whipped cream, he would have entered, and therefore exited, the cabin sooner. There were times, now, when Zac thought of the series of small decisions that had led the two of them into the situation that had long since become their reality; but, during the late, long nights when they held onto each other, clinging to the only good thing they had left, Luce would tell him such thoughts would only bring his spirits down. Perhaps she was right, but he couldn’t help to marvel at how such a little thing could result in what was now their life. “No, Lucy. It’s too dangerous. Let’s just enjoy the food out here. You can still look at it.” She rolled her eyes, but didn’t argue any further. With the blanket spread out, and the food unpacked, they sat in the shade of the small house as the sun abandoned its perch, moving a little closer toward the horizon. It was a warm day, and Zac had trouble not staring as moisture accumulated on the cleavage of her breasts. Luce had caught his eyes a few times, and grinned to herself as he would notice and quickly avert his eyes. She was by no means an easy girl, but even she was surprised at how suddenly she became comfortable with Zac, and offered herself to him; she was also delighted to find that he wasn’t incompetent in bed either. Despite the passionate heat that tethered the two together, neither could deny that there was something equally as nice about just being in the same room together. Lucy sighed as her head came to rest in his lap. She looked up at her man as he finished the last of his sandwich, washing it down with lemonade, and reached up a slender hand to brush the crumbs from his mouth. He smiled down at her, “It’s a shame we didn’t bring any desert. It’s so nice right here. I don’t wanna leave.” She blushed at the mention, but tried to keep a cool exterior. This of course was betrayed by the couple’s familiarity, and Zac noticed at once as her breathing picked up, and her perky breasts rose and fell under the weight of her arousal. He gave her a knowing look, raising one of his eyebrows at her, “How are we feeling?” She blushed slightly, and licked her lips in her nervousness. “Please?” Her voice was almost sheepish in request; though she knew what she wanted, it was always a little embarrassing to admit when she needed him inside of her. “Out here?!” Zac couldn’t stop himself from chuckling. “I suppose we might give some lost hikers a nice show, but I think you might faint if that happened.” Despite his joking mood, Lucy felt her energy returned as his erect penis could be felt pressing against the back of her head. She sat up, looking back to see his trousers tented by Zac’s desire, and smiling at it, reached into the basket to retrieve the can of whipped topping. “We don’t have anything to put it on, but” Luce grabbed his hand, placing it on the chest of her blouse “maybe we could figure something out?” Zac leaned in, taking his well versed fingers to move a strand of hair behind her ear. His rough hands gently brushed across her cheek, and their eyes met. It’s a common experience for many couples to lose some sexual momentum as time progressed, but the both of them nearly experienced a strange magic as every encounter felt as though it were their first time with each other; neither admitted this to one another, fearing they’d sound ridiculous. Regardless, there was a force akin to magnetism between the two that, once set into motion, was at the very least painful to the both to halt. Lucy’s skin broke into goosebumps as Zac’s soft lips were felt lightly kissing her neck, her breath hitching, and nipples growing erect. Their passion for one another was a nearly tactile thing, as lips met lips, and their excitement grew in tandem. She shuddered as his hand squeezed at her inner thigh strong with hunger for her; she moaned softly as his fingers began to gently massage her clitoris. Zac reveled in the sensation as her moisture accumulated, soaking through the panties hidden under her skirt, and slickened the tips of his fingers. Almost at the command of muscle memory, her delicate hand gripped at his cock, and his eyes rolled back as her thin arm moved up and down in the work of his pleasure. It was this season of teasing before they were connected by her penetration that seemed to nearly bend time; in these moments, hours, minutes and seconds belonged to them, and passed slowly as their heart rates increased. She shot him a desperate, frantic look. “Let’s go inside. Please?!” When he saw the deep need in her expression, and certainly felt his own desires brewing within him, it was then that he made the decision which would change the course of their lives. He stood up, bending slightly forward to accommodate his erection, and lifted her effortlessly onto her feet. He took the whipped cream from her hand, and with his other led her into the cabin, closing the door behind them, sealing their fate. In the heat of the moment, as they pawed at each other, fabric nearly tearing as clothes were hurriedly removed, neither of them took notice of the stacks of diapers in the back corner, nor the several, hand-sewn baby clothes that adorned the wall. Lucy’s head was mere feet away from a play pin as she felt Zac enter her, takin his fill of his lover. It was another thing he wondered at that they never noticed the bizarre interior of the place that was to become their prison, but, right then, he was enraptured by their unification, and was only interrupted when the door handle turned, and a silhouetted figure stood at the precipice. They carried on, still unaware of the presence; Zac’s face was red with arousal, and was panicked as he heard their tormentor’s voice for the first time. “What is this?! ” The figure stepped forward into the shed, and her features came to light. The couple quickly stood up, eyes growing wide from the presence of the stranger. Zac was frantically pulling his pants back up. “W-we’re so sorry, uh- ma’am.” “We thought this place was abandoned,” Luce chimed in. Zac nodded in agreement. A soft, sweet laugh came from the mystery woman. “So you decided to have yourself a nice fuck in an abandoned house?” She continued to chuckle lightly. The taught, dark fabric of her cloak stretched across her full breasts; they were bigger, and perkier than Lucy’s by a mile, and Zac found himself staring at her. The garment carried on down to her legs, and her round ass kept few secrets, as it was obvious this woman did not feel the need to wear panties, or a bra for that matter. Her hair was an acorn brown, which framed her thin, fair complexion. “That was quite a sight. You two must be in love, aren’t you?” She laughed to herself again, walking toward them slowly. The two were frozen in place, unsure of what would happen, but not brave enough to try and run. Her hazel eyes locked onto those of Lucy, and she smirked as she brushed a finger against her lips. “You’re a pretty one,” she looked over to Zac who, despite the surprise, was still obviously hard. “Does he treat you good, sweetie? He looked… well equipped before he hid that big cock away. I wouldn’t mind some of that.” His softening erection re-ballooned with fresh excitement. Lucy’s eyes burned with jealousy as the stranger took her finger, and scooped some excess whipped cream from the girl’s cleavage; she licked it clean. “I would have you too in a heart beat.” Zac’s demeanor changed at this, and he too had to bite his tongue, fearing that any agitation would escalate their situation. It was then that he found his focus, and his eyes began to dart around the room, taking in all the diapers and outfits. “Ma’am, we obviously made a mistake. We did not mean to intrude on your property, but we are happy to get out of your hair.” He grabbed Lucy’s hand and made two steps toward the door before stopping in place, grunting half in pleasure and half in surprise as the woman’s hand wrapped firmly around his cock. Luce was hot with anger, “Let go of him, you bitch!” “Shhhh,” she put her finger to her mouth. “Let me have a word with your little toy, okay sweetheart?” Luce began to panic as she found her mouth would not open, and began to pull at her lips in a panic. Zac watched in horror as his love struggled to utter anything other than frightened moans. “O-oh, god. Y-you’re- you’re a witch!” She smirked at him, “what, expecting green skin, and warts? And just when I was telling you how cute you are too. That’s not very polite, is it?” “Leave her alone!” He yelled. Zac pushed her, but the witch remained upright and unmoved despite his immense strength. He looked her up and down, becoming increasingly worried about the predicament they were in. “Aww, c’mon. Isn’t nice to have the bitch shut up every now and then?” His veins boiled with rage at the insult. He swung at her, but a loud cracking sounded when his fist connected with her cheek. He whimpered, pulling it away and checking to make sure nothing was broken. “L-look, ma’am. We’re very sorry to have disturbed you. Would you please just let us leave, and I promise that we’ll never come back.” She sighed in disappointment, rolling her eyes. “And here I thought you were a man. You certainly look it by your cock, but you sound like a pussy when you talk like that, baby. You don’t deserve to have a man’s dick.” She snapped her fingers, and Zac cried out in horror as he felt his genitals decreasing in size. He pulled his pants down, and nearly fainted as he saw that his member was now scarcely bigger than his pinky finger. Luce’s muffled grunting turned into screaming as she watched it continue to shrink. The witch sat down in a big rocking chair by the room’s table, and laughed as she watched his penis become smaller and smaller; they found themselves unable to move, as if their feet were glued to the floor. The witch sat smiling at them as time passed, and their panicked breathing gradually slowed, tears running down Lucy’s cheeks. “You know, I get so little company out in these woods. It gets quite lonely out here.” She mused as she grinned at his dick which now more closely resembled a clitoris. “Perhaps I might keep you out here for a while. At least until you learn some manners.” She picked at her nails while she spoke. “And, if you leave now, your boyfriend’s cock will always be the size of tic-tac. I know that would just break your heart, huh?” Her taunt was met with a hateful stare from Lucy, but Zac kept his eyes glued to the floor, too ashamed to look at his woman. The witch stood up, and walked past them, grabbing two outfits and two diapers. She hummed as she organized the play pin before returning to stand in front of them. “The two of you act like children, and there’s only one way to deal with attitudes as bad as these.” Again, she snapped her fingers, Zac wincing at the sound for fear of its very real power. That’s when it happened. The woman seemed to start growing taller, and far bigger than the two of them, and the house followed suit until they both stood about two feet tall. Another snap, and everything went black. It was hours later when they came to. Zac quickly got to his feet, and looked around in shock as he found that they were both locked in the play pin, the walls and gate several times too tall for him to climb. He shook Lucy, “Luce, Lucy wake up.” Her eyes slowly opened, and she too stood up in a hurry. She looked around at her surroundings, but her eyes went wide when she looked down to his crotch to see if the witch’s spell had reversed yet, returning his penis to its normal size. The both of them were wearing a diaper, and dressed in baby’s clothes. “Oh god, Zac! What are we going to do?!” Her man raked his hair with his hands in stress. The two of them had been cursed, and beyond looking like a baby, which was embarrassing enough, he could also feel that he was nowhere near as strong as he was before their transformation. They could see nothing with the walls of the pin blocking their view. He pulled her into a hug as she began to cry, trying to stay calm. Panicking would do them no favors now. “I don’t know, Luce.” They both stood, holding each other in fear of what would become of them when they saw their captor’s, now very large, face peering down at them over the wall. She laughed as she saw them hugging and crying on one another. “Awww, are the babies scared? Hmm?” She stepped into the cage, towering over them. She took a seat on the floor, and the open bottom of her dress unabashedly displayed her massive pussy; it teamed and sweated with moisture from the domination of her captives. “Don’t be scared. I like my new toys too much to kill you two, and I have big plans for your stay here.” “Please let us go, ma’am!” Zac cried out. He was desperate now, and was not above begging their tormentor. “Oof, it looks like someone’s cranky. You need to be fed, don’t you?” She leaned forward, and scooped him up in her arms, exposing her left breast as he squirmed, trying to get free. Lucy ran forward and began punching her the witch’s legs. “Let him go you bitch!” She snapped her fingers, and Zac was overcome with an intense hunger, and on instinct closed his mouth around her nipple and began to suckle. She smiled down at Luce as her soft, impotent blows landed on her inner thigh. “You’re boyfriend seems extra hungry tonight, sweetie. Either that or he can resist sucking on mommy’s nipples.” The motion in Lucy came to a boil, and hot tears started to stream down her cheeks as she watched her lover sucking and licking at their enemy’s tits. The witch moaned at the sensation, and the girlfriend nearly gaged as the scent of the captor’s arousal washed over her. The woman’s face scrunched up in discomfort. “Ugh, I have to piss real bad. Would you mind taking care of that for me?” She snapped her fingers, and suddenly Lucy felt an immense pressure in her bladder as the witch’s urine was magically transported into her bladder which was now ten sizes too small to hold that much. The girl whimpered, as she gripped at her lower stomach and the piss forced its way out of her, making her diaper grow warm. Her face flushed red in humiliation as she wore the woman’s piss against her pussy and ass, shifting uncomfortably at the wetness and heat of it. “Good girl! Are you ready for more?” “You fucking bitc-“ She doubled over as another, more intense wave of pressure took hold, and she refilled her now piss-logged diaper. It reached its capacity, and went well beyond as the villain’s urine began to run down her legs and pool at Lucy’s feet. She immediately tried to pull the diaper off, but found that it wouldn’t budge. “No changes until I say so, little slut.” She giggled as she sent the rest of the urine, and watched as Lucy fell to her knees from the sharp pain of carrying her pee. It jetted out of her, and the puddle she knelt in grew wider and wider. Zac continued to drink his fill of her milk, still under the spell of hunger and arousal. He was blatantly hard, and Luce had no choice but to watch him enjoy every second of it while she soiled herself four more times. “You’ve really done a number on that diaper, huh? But, good babies use their diaper to its full potential.” She tugged on her earlobe with her free hand, and the girlfriend’s stomach immediately cramped up. Her face grew red and she panted, grunting as fresh, hot, thick diarrhea began to pour from her ass. “Wow, that’s pretty gross. I wouldn’t be surprised if your man doesn’t touch you tonight. You know that your diaper’s not coming off for a while, right?” Another spell was cast, and another mudslide of shit made its home in Lucy’s diaper; it was now expanded to twice it’s size as the magic kept everything inside to ensure her ass marinated in it. Zac continued to drink his fill of her, and, under her spell, found himself more aroused by his woman’s humiliation. Of course, hours later, he would feel sorry for it all, but they both knew it was far from his fault. The witch tormented the girl for an hour, making her piss and shit herself for her amusement while the boyfriend pleasured her. By the end, the both of them were exhausted, and fainted as soon as she released her control. She looked down on them, smiling at her achievements for today, and was already forming plans for tomorrow, the next day, weeks, months; she had every intention of enjoying her new toys. The witch would break them yet, and her panties were drenched with excitement over her new little project. She leaned in close. “Goodnight, my babies. Mommy will take care of you.” Zac remembered this night vividly, and while he knew it wasn’t good to dwell on such humiliation and trauma, he knew that was the night their hell began, and it wouldn’t end for a long, long time. The Witch’s Toys (part 2) Zac awoke that following morning to the deep sounds of his stomach rumbling and gurgling, but he managed to overlook his discomfort when his gaze fell on Lucy, who almost looked peaceful other than when her face would scrunch up as she caught the scent of the disaster she had forcefully deposited in her diaper only hours previously. Her chest gently rose and fell, and his eyes wandered down to the brown, yellow and swollen padding magically adhered to her usually quite attractive ass. He felt guilty as he nearly gagged at the sight of it, but, moreover, Zac felt terrible that he was unable to protect her. His visage stiffened with resolve as he promised himself that they would find a way to escape; for now, they needed to stay calm, and play along. He reached over, and gently shook Luce, and her eyes lazily drifted open. She immediately frowned as she wiggled her ass and felt the slurry, now cold and substantially thicker, squish around against her backside. “It wasn’t a dream, was it?” He sadly shook his head, and reached out to brush a hand against her cheek. Her brow furrowed as she heard his gut churn, “are you okay, Zac?” Her man grimaced at the gas pains, “She made me drink almost a gallon of her milk.” The sounds of a storm percolating in his bowels grew louder. “I don’t want to mess myself, Luce.” She reached out and grabbed his hands, looking into his eyes apologetically. She hated the bitch that was doing this to them, and seeing her lover belittled and in pain made her rage burn hotter. “I-it’s okay, Zac.” She reached down, and tugged at his diaper, unsurprised to find that it was magically bound to his waist as well. “You don’t have a choice, ya’ know?” Lucy leaned forward and kissed his forehead, which was beaded in sweat from the strain of holding it all in. “Just get it over with. There’s no reason for you to be uncomfortable.” His face was flushed with humiliation, but his eyes were vulnerable and loving at her words of acceptance. Regardless, he couldn’t bring himself to look her in the eyes when he voided his aching gut, so he turned around, taking support from his girlfriend’s hand on his back as he began to grunt with effort. She rubbed between his shoulder blades as he began to fart loudly, and a large brown spot splattered against the back of his diaper. Zac’s ribs expanded with a sob when he felt the first wave of shit warm his naked ass underneath the thick padding. his fingernails dug into the foam, alphabet mat they had slept through the night on as his stomach rumbled in anticipation of more to come, and a clear message; this would take a while. After nearly twenty minutes, his body’s foul work was done, and he laid on his side panting from exertion. Lucy would’ve guessed that he released around five pounds of mess, and her heart broke for him. She thought back bitterly to the night before when she was powerless to watch Zac feasting on the witch’s breast milk, and pouted as her gaze drifted down to see the result of his dinner clinging to her lover’s ass. Luce scooted toward him, her diaper making a wet, sloppy sound as she inched closer to drape her arm around Zac to pull him into a hug. “Are you all done, baby? Do you feel bet-” she was interrupted by violent hissing as he, not intending to, emptied his full bladder. “Oh,” Luce was taken off guard by it, but kissed his neck as she felt her own need for a piss throbbing below her navel. She squeezed Zac tightly, closed her eyes, and her lips trembled as Lucy relaxed her bladder, feeling fresh warmth spreading through her diaper; though Luce hated to admit it, the heat was almost comforting. Zac turned back around, and returned her affection. They laid quietly, trying to savor their time together before the witch’s inevitable return. Outside, the sun was just peaking above the tree line, and the birds chirped, oblivious to the horrors that occurred inside the innocuous looking shack in the middle of the clearing. His mind raced, trying to consider all angles to their situation. They were five miles off from the hiking trail that snaked through the dark woodland. At their current size, covering that distance would be akin to crawling a marathon, as the way back was tricky to traverse at regular size with its brambles, and above ground roots that veined the forest floor. “Maybe someone else will wander out this way, Luce” He thought out loud. “We’d need to be ready for that, and what if the witch does the same thing to them?” She didn’t want to be negative, but after last night hope tasted a little bitter on her tongue. “We have to try something, okay? I’m gonna get us out of here, baby. This is not our fate unless we give up, and then that cunt wins.” His muscles tensed in resolve, and his eyes darted around as his mind continued to chip away at their predicament. Lucy was reluctant, but she let his words work their way into her heart, and comfort bubbled from her core up into her chest. She knew whatever lay ahead would undoubtedly be unpleasant, but with the two of them together, Luce dared to let herself think that they just might make it. “So, we would need something like a signal, right?” Zac smile as he saw her on board with his plans. “Exactly. Something that’s hard to overlook, but nothing that would draw the witch’s attention too easily.” They held hands as they continued to discuss what they might do when the time was right, both growing in hope and confidence. However, these feelings were promptly ruined by the return of their enemy. “Well, well. It looks like my babies are awake, hmm?” She stepped over the wall of the play pin, and took a seat in front of them. “Aww,” she effortlessly lifted Zac off the ground. “It looks like somebody had an accident. Such a smelly boy!” She laughed as she turned him around to pull at the back of his diaper to inspect the damage. “That’s quite a big mess, but you’re not ready for a change just yet.” She pointed her long, polished nail at Luce. “You on the other hand, stink like shit. Doesn’t she, Zac?” He started hitting her hand as she grasped him tighter, “shut the fuck up. Don’t talk to her that way!” The witch giggled, “c’mon now, be honest.” She picked up Lucy with her other hand, and in one motion forced his face into the bloated backside of her diaper. “Can you honestly tell me that she doesn’t smell terrible?” Luce cringed as she felt the point of her lover’s nose being forced through several inches of shit, and felt even worse for him when his chin came to rest at her pussy. There was little she could do compared to the significant strength of the witch, but felt a twinge of regret as the sensation of it, to her surprise, turned her on. “I-I’m sorry, Zac.” The apology might have been ruined if her boyfriend had been able to hear the stifled moan escape under her breath, but by the witch’s design, the man’s face was submerged to his ears in her padding. After a few minutes, the two were pulled apart by the massive arms of their captor, and Zac gasped and sputtered for air. “Why are you doing this?!” His voice was desperate and shaky. He loved his woman, but couldn’t deny that being forced into the mess-end of her diaper was torture. Coughing and gagging, he pleaded, “just let us go!” The villain only grinned at her toys, and reveled in the boyfriend’s fear as she slowly brought the two back together, and forced him to watch the filthy, sagging diaper inch closer back to his face; she stopped right before they made contact. “Why should I let you go when I’m having so much fun? And, besides, the two of you have yet to learn any lesson from all this. You’re a very rude and ungrateful lot, ya’ know? You haven’t even asked my name yet.” She whispered a spell under her breath, and, against all possibility, Luce grunted as she deposited a fresh load of mess inches away from Zac’s face. “What’s your name, then. I-I’m sorry for being so rude.” He tried to stay calm as the scent of Lucy’s accident began to make itself known. “It’s Mabel. Now, answer the question.” Another quick whisper, and Luce panted as both urine and fecal matter magically flowed out of her for another couple seconds. The diaper was swollen and heavy beyond belief. “Doesn’t she smell like shit?” “It’s okay, Z-Zac. Just tell her the truth.” Lucy hated being used to torture him, and right then, being told she smelled bad was far from the worst thing that could happen. Her diaper at that point was visibly growing by the second. “Just do it!” “Yes, she smells like shit!” He shouted angrily. Mabel smirked, and Luce immediately stopped filling her padding. She set the two of them down, and Lucy’s legs immediately buckled and failed under the weight of her diaper; a loud squelching sounded as her ass hit the mat. Zac looked down at her to make sure she was okay, but frowned as he felt aroused seeing her in such a pathetic state. With each beat of his heart, Zac’s erection grew thicker, and noticeably pressed against the front of his diaper. The two lovers connected eyes, and Luce’s expression grew even more dismal when she saw her boyfriend seeming to enjoy her humiliation. He quickly moved his hands to conceal his excitement. “Awww, don’t worry dear. The two of you are under a new little spell I cooked up this morning. There’s no way a man could get so excited over you when you’re covered in shit without a little magical assistance.” Mabel sat content, watching her prisoner’s interact, and mentally applauded herself for drafting such a fun piece of magic. They both looked up to her, concerned. “What do you mean, a spell?” Zac tried to focus, but couldn’t make his arousal subside. Lucy thought back to minutes before when she felt the lips of her vagina slicken as her lover’s face massaged her dirty diaper. “It really is quite simple, sweetheart. When your lover is feeling ashamed, or humiliated, then you will feel some- urges. Some so strong that you might find yourself helpless but to offer yourself to them despite the circumstances. Make sense?” She saw them looking back at her blankly and rolled her eyes. “You’ll find out soon enough.” The witch stood up and stepped out of the play pin. “Mommy has to go out into the woods to collect some ingredients for her magic. I expect Lucy to be changed in cleaned by the time I’m back.” She snapped her fingers, and Luce immediately tried to pull the diaper off, but found that it wouldn’t move. Mabel chuckled, “no, silly. Your boyfriend has to do it.” She walked past the stacks of diapers and outfits toward the door. Mabel opened it, parting with, “I’ll be gone about twenty minutes which is about how long you’ll need to clean ups such a big mess.” Lucy blushed as the door closed, and she sheepishly looked to Zac. She hated that he would have to see it all, but couldn’t deny that she was uncomfortable in all her mess. Luce looked to the ground after seeing his hesitance, but at her embarrassment, the man felt his heart rate quicken. “I’m sorry you have to do this, Zac. Please? I’m really miserable in this thing, and I can’t do it myself.” She tugged at the hem of her padding. Zac gulped as he looked at her, “It’s okay, baby. I’ll take care of you.” He began to pull at it, but she reached out and grabbed her hand. “Wait. I, uh- “ He looked at her, raising an eyebrow, almost concerned about her after the events of last night, and the harrowing experiences of that morning alone. “You okay?” Her face was beet red. “I, um. I h-have to pee still.” Her eyes peered downward at the mass of her diaper to avoid looking at her lover as she spoke. “I don’t want to do it in my new one. I haven’t been clean in so long. C-can I please do it befo-” “Go ahead, sweetie. It’s okay.” Luce laid on her back, her arms crossed over her breasts. He watched as her chest rose and fell, and her lips turned down in a pout. Despite the large about of shit in her diaper, the hiss of Luce relieving her bladder was clear. In that moment, he felt Mabel’s spell taking effect as the face of his lover contorted in humiliation at being forced to wet herself in front of him. He leaned over her, looking into her timid eyes as the hissing continued. Her vulnerable gaze made his loins hot with passion, and he leaned down, kissing her. She moaned as her body relaxed, but clenched her eyes tighter when the lax state of her body allowed the piss to flow harder, and the trickling sound grew louder. Zac panted as a strong wave of heat rushed to his genitals in response to her self-consciousness. Heavy kissing and groping ensued, but as her stream came to an end, she pulled away, “Please, Zac. You have to change me before the witch comes back!” He pouted at the tease, but climbed off of her, his cock still throbbing. “Okay, sorry. Are you done?” She nodded back to him, and Zac pulled at the tapes of her nappy. The smell hit him right away, and he grunted as he pulled the anchor of a diaper out from under her. Luce hugged her knees to her chest, and waited with rosy cheeks as her man hefted the load into his arms and carried it to the far corner of their new home. He returned with a fresh diaper, wipes and some powder. “At least she left these for us.” Zac got down on his knees, and started cleaning the mess from her legs and ass. She closed her eyes as he went to work, both embarrassed and grateful. He looked at her round, perky bottom as he cleaned, and his gaze drifted to her crotch, eyeing her glistening pussy greedily. It was odd, he thought, that he could consider making love in such circumstances. It seemed that even in the most dire of circumstances, his admiration for Luce was strong; perhaps it could be stronger than even the powers possessed by Mabel, for, in that moment, he was able to look past his lust, and see her vulnerable face. All he could feel was love for her. He applied the tapes, and stood up, offer a hand to Lucy. The two hugged once she was back on her feet just in time for the witch to re-appear through the door. They stood side by side as they waited for Mabel to come back over to their prison, and the face of their beautiful prisoner eventually peered over the great wall that stood between themselves and their freedom. She grinned down at them, “Hello, darlings. It’s good to see Zac took care of your little problem. My trip into the woods was very successful.” The witch held up a glimmering, glass vile with blue liquid inside. She eyed it favorably, clearly proud of her magic craft. “Do you want to see what it does?” The two clenched each other’s hand in fear of what was to come next. They had already had plenty of demonstrations of Mabel’s powers; none of them were good. She rolled her eyes at them, and hurled the bottle down into their pin. They flinched as they heard the glass break, and a puff of smoke rose from the area of impact. Mabel waited with her arms crossed, and when the vapor dissipated, a large doll house sat waiting for them. “It’s a place for you to stay,” said Mabel. She smiled down at them, excited to see her toys explore their home. “I didn’t want you sleeping on the mat, and getting cold. I’m not a monster, after all.” The sun was high in the sky, and it would be several hours before the two fell asleep, but curiosity overtook them, and they wandered into the mansion the witch had provided. The interior was simple, but fortunately, all the draws and windows, and even the kitchen appliances, seemed to be in working order. They returned to the pin, and looked up at Mabel. “T-thank you,” Zac uttered. He hated her with all his heart, but he figured showing a little appreciation couldn’t hurt anything. Mabel nodded her head, and seemed to genuinely enjoy being thanked, but she couldn’t help but notice that Zac was doing an awkward dance. She raised one of her eyebrows, “Does somebody have to go?” He blushed and looked to the ground. He hated being talked to like that, especially in front of his woman. He shook his head, denying his very real need to relieve his bladder. The witch smirked at him, seeing right through his lie. She snapped her fingers, and with a poof Zac found himself restrained in a bouncer; it was bright yellow with pink and purple dots all over. He struggled to get free, but soon realized it was a futile effort. “Then you can stay right there until you do, and your darling Lucy will keep an eye on you for me while I work on my magic.” Luce found that she could not take her eyes off of her lover, and pouted apologetically toward him as she watched Zac bounce around, writhing and wiggling as his desperation grew. It wasn’t long before his will gave way, and his diaper flooded with fresh piss. Even after this, Lucy could not look away, and the two miserably sat through several more wettings as the sun approached the horizon. It was the end of another day, and neither of them knew where they would find the strength to carry on. Neither of them had a choice. Once the spell was lifted, Luce helped her man into their new home, and set him in bed to rest. She sat up a while longer, hugging her knees. She thought about what they would do, what their plan for escape would be, but looking at Zac as he slept she felt a strong determination rising within her. They may be physically imprisoned, but the both of them would be damned to let Mabel break their spirit. She turned in with a scowl, and sleep came quickly. She was ready for whatever tomorrow would bring. The Witch’s Toys (part 3) Lucy stirred at the sound of her lover waking, and turned, gently opening her eyes to see Zac smiling at her. These moments, she knew, were those same ones that sustained them during their imprisonment. It had been a few days since they were given their new house, and they made the best of it, settling in, organizing their new, humiliating baby clothes, and fixing up their bed every morning. The only thing sorely lacking was running water and a chance to clean the filth off of themselves; although, it would be little help without the ability to remove their diapers. She was ashamed to admit it, but what bothered her the most was not being able to make love to Zac with their padding in the way, and was almost ashamed when Zac had caught her furiously rubbing the front of her nappy the day before. Of course, he said that he understood, and was frustrated himself. Still, she hated Mabel and the state she had put them in. Some nights, when they weren’t planning their escape, they would talk about why the witch would do such things to them. They landed on only a few possibilities, none of them good. “She must be some kind of sadist,” Lucy spat. Zac nodded, but then shrugged, his eyes scanning the helpless expression of his girlfriend. “Could be a lot of things, I guess. Maybe she’s just lonely?” “Fuck that bitch either way. I know she gets off on doing this to us.” He shifted uncomfortably at the thought of being her toy, the action messaging some fresh urine into his groin. However, what he found most disturbing was the fact that he was beginning to enjoy the punishment in a strange way. He hoped against all that it was simply Mabel’s spell that would stiffen him as he watch Lucy soil herself, or, more embarrassingly, when he wet and messed his own diaper. Now, as the first amounts of sunlight streamed into their doll-house bedroom, he pulled Luce into a hug as they did every morning. He looked into his lover’s eyes, and could see that she was starting to get worn down from the constant punishment; he imagined that he didn’t look a hundred percent either. That morning began their fifth day of captivity, and the both of them were terrified of what was to come. He squeezed her tightly, “We’re gonna make it out of here, Luce. I promise you. I won’t stop fighting.” She nearly teared up at the words. Lucy had always known that she loved Zac, but after the past couple of days, and seeing the way he looked out for her coupled with her own drive to protect him, she knew she wanted to spend the rest of her life with him. Her eyes must have said it all because Zac leaned in and kissed her passionately, communicating the same sentiment by his touch. That was when Mabel opened their doll-house. Zac and Lucy clung to the bed tightly as they felt half of their house swivel open, and their bedroom was split down the middle. Mabel’s beautiful face leaned down, peering into their private space. “Well, well, well. It looks like my babies are finally awake.” Her nut brown hair hung sideways from her head as she smirked at them. Her gaze scanned their tiny haven, and finally landed back on the couple. “It smells like you two could use a change, huh? Turn around and touch your toes so mommy can check you.” The both of them stood in defiance, their arms crossed and eyes stern. Mabel let out a long sigh, and snapped her fingers; they immediately assumed the position against their will. Lucy looked over to Zac with a nearly defeated expression, the blood rushing to her head, and giving her complexion a strained, red hue. Mabel reached into the doll house, and patted the backs of their diapers, using one index finger to pull at the backs of each of their diapers one by one. She chuckled as she made her inspection. “Awww. Both of you? I guess I did leave you in those nappies for a while, huh? Now, ask nicely, and I’ll give you a change.” “Go to hell!” Lucy shouted. Zac shot her a warning look. He understood after the days of torture that talking back only resulted in more punishment. Still, he admired her courage, and felt shameful as he uttered, “P-please change us, Mabel.” She crossed her arms as she looked down on them, spite clearly in her gaze. She didn’t appreciate the back talk, but Zac’s submission quelled her anger. She stood, tapping her chin in contemplation. There would have to be dome consequences, at least for that little bitch Lucy. “I’ll fix the both of you up, but there will be a catch for your little girlfriend’s outburst, okay?” The two of them stayed in position, held there mostly by the witch’s twisted magic, and partly by fear. Lucy whispered an apology to her lover, and felt stupid for making the situation worse. However, she still recognized that this was exactly what Mabel wanted. For them to be obedient, and afraid to fight back. “I’ll give you both a change, but every time little Lucy has to go potty, any of her piss or shit will be transported to your diaper, Zac. Sound good?” He grimaced at the words, but tried to remain strong for his girlfriend. He knew she hadn’t done anything wrong, but would undoubtably beat herself up for getting him into this situation. Oddly enough, he found the thought of wearing her mess around all day to be slightly arousing, but quickly shook the thought from his mind. His time in this prison was beginning to change him, and he didn’t like that one bit. He timidly nodded his agreement to Mabel’s terms, and minutes later they sat out in the play pin in fresh, clean diapers; for now. They sat and watched as the witch took both of their soiled garments, and stowed them away inside the doll-house. It was another one of her sick punishments, and she had carefully explained to them in a most demeaning tone that they should have to smell the messes they made as a reminder of how powerless they were. In fresh baby clothes, they looked at each other, taking the time to admire each other’s form when not clad in a messy diaper. Mabel had decided to only half dress Lucy, and her tits hung lightly off her chest exposed for anyone to see. Zac could feel his heart rate increase, and he began to fantasize about making love to her. He wished above all else that he would get to change her again, and have a chance to pleasure her, but for now, he needed to stay focused on their escape plan. They had discussed many ideas. The winner so far was the fact that there was a window right above their doll-house. He had figured that if they cut off strips from their outfits just small enough to not be noticed, they could fashion a rope over time, and use this to repel down the outside of the cabin. Of course, the main problem with this was that even if they escaped, they would remain this size for the rest of their lives, and if their diapers weren’t removed before they got away, chances were that they would be stuck in them forever. It was a tricky puzzle to solve, but Zac had a feeling that Mabel must have some source of her powers, and if that were destroyed, they would be on equal foot. Even better, it would be two against one. He was taken out of his musings by Lucy’s voice. “I’m so sorry, Zac.” She was too ashamed to look at him, but from the redness of her cheeks, Zac could easily guess what she meant. Luce rocked back and forth while sitting on the foam mat of the play pin, and occasionally whimpered at her growing need to piss. He leaned in and kissed her cheek. “It’s okay, baby. Just let go.” Mabel was craftier than Lucy would have wanted. She figured that the witch would have singled her out, maybe make her stay in her new diaper for a couple days, but she was wrong. It was so much worse to see Zac get punished for her mistakes, and she nearly started to cry as her bladder gave way, and her eyes watched her man’s diaper swell with her urine. At least it was just pee for now. Her brow furrowed in curiosity as she saw Zac’s diaper become tented with an erection. He tried desperately to conceal it. “Z-Zac- do you like this?” His expression was frantic, and he felt so ashamed for visibly liking this so much. He bit his lower lip, trying to calm himself, and will his arousal away to no avail. “I-I’m sorry, Luce. I’m not sure what’s going on with me. I think I’m just really frustrated, or maybe it’s that same spell from a few days ago, but I’m honestly not sure. I hope you’re not disgusted by me.” Her heart was made tender by his words. Of course this wouldn’t change the way she felt about him. Luce was almost confident that he hadn’t gotten to cum since they were captured, and going such a long time without release could start to twist anyone’s mind a little. Despite how confusing this all was, she took some solace in the fact that the witch’s intended punishment seemed to bring Zac pleasure. She wanted that for him above anything else. He had been such a trooper, and he deserved to feel good. “It’s okay, Zac. If it makes you hot then I like it too. I’ve been dying to fuck you ever since we got trapped here. I guess this is better than nothing, right?” He was surprised by her acceptance, and his heart swelled seeing how much she cared for him. Right then, though he was aroused, Zac moreover felt a sweet longingness for his mate, and he promised himself that if they ever made it out alive that he would never let her go. Lucy looked around, and with no witch in sight, she kissed her lover, and then stood up. “Mabel?!” She called out. The witch walked over from her cauldron, and looked down on the couple, curiosity in her eyes. She had to admit she was curious. “Yes, dear?” “I’m really thirsty-” she hesitated, “mommy. Can I have some water please?” At this, the witch raised her eyebrow. Usually she had to fight tooth and nail with Lucy to get her to play along, but this sudden change was a welcome one, albeit one that aroused some suspicion. “Are you sure you want water? You’ll have to drink all of whatever I give you.” Lucy quickly shook her head, racking her brain for some words she could use to douse the strangeness of her request. It wasn’t long before something came to her. “I’m mad at Zac, mommy. Last night he said I smelled awful, but I can’t help it! I never wanted to go inside your house, but it was his idea. He deserves to be soaked in my piss.” She shot her boyfriend a spiteful look, but Zac knew her well enough to see it was in play. He found himself getting harder at the effort she was putting into satisfying his new craving, but tried his best to look crestfallen and betrayed. “Lucy, please don’t! I’m really sorry I said that. Come on, you know it’s not fair to do that to me!” Mabel chuckled at this apparent lovers’ quarrel, and turned her attention to Zac. She cupped her chin in consideration, reveling in the yellow stain already inhabiting his diaper, and found herself determined to help destroy his padding, and his self-esteem, further. “You really should be nicer to your woman, Zac. Normally I don’t take requests from little diaper wearing brats, but she’s made her case and made it well. You apologize to little Luce while I go and get her water.” The witch walked off into the kitchen to oblige Lucy’s request, and the two were left alone once again. Zac smiled at lucy, eager to feel the warmth of her urine soaking into his diaper as soon as she got what she wanted. Lucy returned his gaze, and winked at him. It made her feel amazing to have this opportunity to humor her lover’s desire, and her look communicated that she fully intended to soak his padding beyond its capacity, and then some. Mabel returned with two full, regular sized glasses of water, which to the two of the prisoners, in their tiny state, comprised gallons of water. Lucy stared at the containers, visibly daunted, and the witch set them down with a straw in each so she could reach. “Now, you don’t have to drink it all at once, but they both have to be drained by the days end, okay? Hopefully this will teach Zaccy a lesson about how to talk to women, huh?” The witch blew them both a kiss, and then walked off to return to her magic-craft. Zac’s cock was throbbing at the sight of all that water, knowing full well that it would all eventually end up in his already swollen padding. Lucy gave him another big kiss, and whispered in his ear. “Are you ready, baby? I’m gonna have to pee all day by the looks of this water. Are you excited to feel all my hot piss pouring out onto your legs and ass?” He was nearly breathless at her mock taunting, and his cheeks were a cherry shade of red. His hands trembled with excitement as he pulled her into a hug. “Thanks, Luce. I love you.” She nodded back to him, and turned away from his pleading eyes to pull the large bendy straw down to her mouth, and began to drink. She rhythmically moved her padded ass back and forth as she drank, hoping to tease him all the more. She finally removed her mouth from the straw, and the first glass was nearly half gone. She showed off her swollen belly to him, and guided his hand onto it. “You feel how full I am, baby? That’s all for you.” “Wow, you must have drank a lot of water, Luce.” “Mhm, and it’s all gonna go right here.” She pointed to the front of his diaper before placing her open palm on it, pressing the still warm piss-soaked material into his stiff cock. Zac moaned at the sensation, and felt his member twitch at her touch. Luce looked around, being careful to keep an eye out for Mabel, lest their little fun be spoiled. She put a finger to her lips, signaling for Zac to keep his pleasure silent as her hand continued to rub at his diaper. “Mmmm, I kinda have to pee again, Zac. You don’t mind do you?” He desperately shook his head no, entirely too eager for her to flood his diaper yet again. His mind darted around in a hazy arousal, thoughts pinballing from wanting to fuck her, to their life together, to concerns about what kinds of things he would like once they were free and safe. He couldn’t deny that this was very unusual, but also found comfort in the way that he and his partner had adapted to their situation. Zac’s eyes rolled back as he felt his diaper come to life with fresh warmth, and his lover’s hand still gingerly working at his cock. He tried all he could not to moan, but failed in the way that some soft grunting escaped his chest as Lucy continued to work her magic. In that moment, he felt more connect to her than he had ever felt, and the air smelt of a mix between her urine and a strange, almost static charge that built up around the two of them. He thought that it could only have been in his mind, but was surprised to see Lucy sniffing at the air, apparently noticing the same thing. It would require some further investigation later, but for now, Zac was paralyzed in his pleasure, and he wordlessly begged for more. Lucy, again, nodded her
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