Published: October 25th 2021, 7:16:46 am
Continuation of Daily Free-Write October 23, 2021: Castles and Crinklebutts pt. 2
"A teddy bear?" Harry laughed. "Whew, I thought that was going to be something more serious for a second. What's the harm in a little teddy bear?" However, he wasn't laughing when his clothes began to dissolve away.
"Oh geez!" he yelled, covering up his bits. So distracted was he by the disappearance of his clothes that he didn't even notice as the teddy grew in size, unzipped itself, and floated toward him. By the time he noticed, he was already too late. The bear engulfed him whole, zipping up around him like a comfy plush sleeping bag.
"Uh, guys? Guys!" The real Harry's muffled yells could be heard as he was encased in the plush covering, the cool comfortable interior pressing in on him as his clothes seemed to dissolve away. The more he squirmed, the better it felt and soon his cries were replaced by moans of pleasure as the soothing feeling of the teddy bear surrounding him calmed and comforted him.
The other three quickly looked down at the screen to find out what the effects were.
"Cursed Teddy Bear Suit of Protection. A life-sized teddy bear encases the player. Attack is reduced to 25% while defense is increased fourfold. Movement is reduced to half. Player is immune to fear effects.
"Well, I guess it could be worse," said Harry. "I'm just the shield now."
Muskarella laughed. "So appropriate for a teddy bear. You'd just better hope you don't slow everyone down too much. But of course there may be faster ways to get around. Good luck, little ones. Muskarella shall see how you fare. Just know that you must work together to escape this dungeon if you dare." And with that she was gone in a puff of smoke.
"Well, that was something," said Brandon. "Uh... I guess it's Krevin's turn now."
"What the hell did you do, man?" asked Sam. "Did you program this game to do this to us?"
"No," said Brandon. "This isn't how I made the game at all. Obviously something is very wrong."
"And just what did Muskarella mean when she said you were responsible?' asked Harry, his plush paws on his hips.
"I... uh... may have made a little wish..."
"A wish?! Oh, that's just great," said Krevin. "And now look what happened, he said, holding his hands out and looking down at his diaper.
"Look," said Brandon. "I just wanted you all to act your age. Since when do wishes come true? Also, you have to make a diaper check roll."
"Crap," said Sam, as he failed once more to beat the diaper check. The wet spot on the front of his diaper quickly doubled in size as he found his bladder emptying of its own accord.
"It doesn't look like that diaper will hold much longer, bud," said Brandon. "Maybe you should look around for a way to get it off."
"Uh, okay. That's not a bad idea," said Sam. Krevin looks around for some way to get the diaper off.
"Are you looking in a particular area or just the room as a whole? The room as a whole? Okay, roll a discernment check."
"Okay... oh look, a 16. Pretty good, right?"
"Okay, let's see," said Sam, checking his notes. "Okay, you see a craft area in one corner and a changing table in the others. Which do you head towards?"
[What happens next? Only you can decide by voting in the next CYOA]