Published: October 30th 2022, 12:00:07 pm
Corina looked between her two former students, feeling light-headed as she started to shuffle towards Renee. This all had to be a dream... There was no way any of this could be real... But, even if it was, that had to be the right choice, wasn't it? It only made sense...
Or did she only think that way because her diaper was so soggy already? She pressed her thighs together, heart pounding at how squishy it was. How much had the curse affected her? She shivered, nibbling her bottom lip as she stared up at Renee.
"Aww," Dylan mocked, "you really want to enjoy your messy diapers, huh? Well, I guess I can't blame you... You're going to be having a lot of them soon."
"No, I'm not!" Corina whined, stomping her foot. "A-And... A-And I thought, at least, I could wait to..."
"Nobody cares," Renee interrupted her, kneeling down to get eye level with Corina. Corina blushed, thinking about how pretty she was, how she almost couldn't blame Dylan for not being able to keep his hands off of her in her class. "You can tell yourself whatever you like, but that doesn't change what's about to happen."
She leaned forward, planting a kiss right on Corina's quivering lips. Corina had never thought of herself as a lesbian, had never considered trying it... Somehow, though, despite what she knew it meant, what it was going to do to her, the kiss felt incredibly, sending warm and fuzzy vibes through her whole body, the type of which she'd never experienced before. Maybe, she considered, she was learning something about herself. Or maybe it was the magic working, transforming her from the inside out...
She almost didn't want to stop when Renee pulled back, taking an automatic step closer to her, cheeks warming as she realized what she had done and stumbling back, hoping the couple hadn't noticed. "I-Is that it?" she asked quietly.
"Why don't you try it out?" Renee teased. "Go ahead, fill your diaper for us."
There was no way Corina was going to do that, of course, not when that would mean she'd lost Emi's little challenge. She had to win, to reverse, at the very least, the loss of her height, if not everything else that had happened to her tonight. And yet... Even the idea of it, the mental image of what Renee had suggested, combined with the churning in her bowels that made it obvious that was going to be happening soon, turned her on, creating a new feeling of warmth between her legs that had nothing to do with her dribbling bladder.
"That's no fun," Dylan said, crossing his arms.
"Y-You know," Corina's mind raced, "Maybe... M-Maybe it would be more of a punishment now if you let me - made me! - use your toiler. I-I mean, if I used my diaper now, it would be like a treat, right?"
"You do have a point," Renee pondered for a moment, just long enough to let a bit of hope bubble up inside the teacher, along with a surprise twinge of regret. "But no, you're not tricking us," Renee continued.
Had she been that obvious? She'd thought it was clever... Was that because she'd used her diaper? She'd known, without a doubt, that she was smarter than her students at one time. Had they outdone her as they grew up, or was she getting dumber and not even realizing it?
"You can hang around if you want," Dylan told her. "I don't know how many more houses are going to be open for trick or treaters at this time of night, and we'd love to see the fireworks when you lose control... You're not getting into the bathroom no matter how long you stay, though."
Corina swallowed, nodded, accepting their sentence. She absolutely wasn't going to stick around, wasn't going to give them that satisfaction, now that they'd quashed any hopes of them helping her out. He was probably right, however, that her options were slim... Even slimmer than he knew, since the cramps were coming hard and fast now, and taking more work each time to stop. And, after the kiss, her motivation for stopping them, for putting up with all that hassle and pain, was far lower, not when she knew the alternative was likely to be a lot more fun...
Who would still be handing out candy? And where could she get to in time? She whimpered, starting to worry that the answer to both of those was the same, hopeless, thing. If she tried to do that, she might just be deciding who she pooped her pants in front of... On the other hand, there were some other options. She was too scared to look for the pranksters, even knowing they were definitely out and about... But what about Aubrey? She'd seemed nice... She might help...
Was she still around? It was a gamble, yet perhaps less of one that throwing herself at the mercy of any more of her students. She'd seen how that went... Maybe it was time to try something new. She toddled out of Renee and Dylan's house, with diaper pats from both as she went, and an ominous, "Good luck," from Renee, and wandered back into the darkness, thick and inky now, with so few porch lights lit between the streetlights that were working.
"A-Aubrey?" she called, though, of course, no answer came. It wasn't going to be that easy... She'd have to find the girl. Which direction had she been in? She couldn't quite remember... And it hardly mattered, since there was no guarantee she'd still be there. She couldn't stop herself from calling out, "Aubrey!" anyway, waddling towards the nearest streetlight. She had to be out there somewhere!
Her diaper felt so, so squishy now... Maybe that was why she felt like she was going in circles, finding what appeared to be the same places over and over as she frantically shuffled through the neighborhood. "No!" she shook her head, which did feel a bit foggy, same as the streets were getting as the night settled in. "I'm not a dumb baby! I know that... umm..."
She frowned, struggling to think of one of her lessons, something she'd teach her students, her mind coming up blank. That didn't mean anything, she told herself desperately. She was scared, that was all!
"Aubrey!" she squealed, stomping her feet, beginning to feel hopeless, and lost, and...
"Yeah?" Aubrey's voice came out of the darkness. "What's going on?" Corina's eyes widened, toddling towards the sound as the girl stepped into the pool of light Corina had stopped in.
It was still, obviously, the same person Corina had seen taking the girls trick or treating earlier. She was even still dressed as a mouse, though it wasn't the same costume she'd had on before, the same innocent, floofy dress. She was in a tiny tutu skirt now, with a tail attached, and a gray crop top, leaving most of her tummy exposed, the same as Corina's... It seemed different on her, however, when there wasn't a diaper underneath. Aubrey was still wearing the headband with the ears, as a final bit of evidence - along with her face - that she was who Corina was searching for.
"Oh," Aubrey seemed surprised, looking down at Corina. "It's you. What are you still doing up?"
"Umm..." Corina bounced in place, staring at the babysitter.
"Ohhh," Aubrey smirked. "I know that dance... And here I thought I was off-duty. I'm already late for this party because my last clients didn't want me to go home until I helped them sort their candy... I guess I'd better get you to your Mommy, though, huh? She should have known better than to let you go out by yourself."
Corina wanted, desperately, to say that she was more than old enough to go out on her own, but she didn't have time to argue... And that would just make it more humiliating, if Aubrey believed her. She nodded, taking Aubrey's hand.
"Which way is your house?" Aubrey asked.
Corina blushed, shaking her head. "I-I don't know," she admitted.
Aubrey sighed. "Great... Do you know your Mommy's phone number? Or should I call the police to have them help you out?"
"No!" Corina gasped. This was mortifying enough... She didn't need to get them involved! Not to mention, by the time Aubrey explained it all to them, Corina would definitely have filled her pants. "I-If we keep walking, I'll recognize it," she promised.
Aubrey looked like she wanted to say something else, but held her tongue. "Okay, fine. Let's try this way, all right?"
Corina nodded, feeling much safer, having someone bigger than her right beside her. Of course, that did nothing to solve her other problem, and that came back with a vengeance after a few steps. "Ow!" Aubrey complained. "You're really squeezing my hand, sweetie!"
"I-I hafta go potty," Corina grunted, focusing every fiber of her being on stopping that from happening, no matter how much the thought of it was turning her on already.
"What are you talking about, silly?" Aubrey rolled her eyes. "You're wearing a diaper! And you've definitely already used it... Just go a little more, you'll feel better, and maybe then you can remember..."
"No!" Corina insisted. "T-Take me to one of these houses and ask if...!"
"Excuse me?" Aubrey glared at her. "I'm the one in charge here, young lady! It's bad enough I have to run around and find your house... I want to get to my party before it's over! I'm not taking you to some stranger's house, too, on top of all that, not when you're already equipped to handle this." She gave Corina's diaper a pat.
"N-No!" Corina whined. "I don't wanna!"
"Well, I am your babysitter," Aubrey told her sternly, "and I'm telling you to use your diaper."
Corina didn't like to think that the command was what did it, that she cared at all about what her 'babysitter' told her to do, but Aubrey seemed so much bigger than her, so much more mature... It felt natural to obey her. She wasn't sure if that, or the idea that her body had simply given up, unable to wait any longer, was more embarrassing.
It hardly mattered, in the long run. Corina whimpered, feeling her knees bend, her body start to push. "N-No!" she protested one more time, before something thick and warm and mushy began to invade the warm dampness of her padding, slowly but surely spreading, expanding... She gasped, face flushing as a pleasant tingling started between her legs, making her feel, for once tonight, like something more than a pathetic little girl, even as she did something that proved that was exactly what she was.
"O-Ohh..." she swallowed, reaching behind herself, feeling the lump forming there, pressing against her probing fingers, barely even noticing that her other hand was on the front of her diaper, that it was starting to rub, unable to help itself.
"No, no, no," Aubrey scolded, pulling her hand away. "That's very naughty... That's for big girls."
"I-I am a big girl," Corina insisted dreamily, although she couldn't blame the girl for not buying it. Her knees gave out, sending her falling to her bottom, a moan of pleasure mixing with her grunts of exertion as she sank into the pile of mush building up beneath her bottom, and she started to squirm, to wriggle. It was almost hard to believe she had so much inside of her as the padding between her thighs swelled, ballooning outwards, driving her more and more wild with desire, even as her cheeks blazed while she thought about how disgusting this was, how degrading, how humiliating that she could be feeling this way, in the midst of doing something so utterly infantile...
"Of course you are," another voice chimed in with bemusement. "Such a big girl, Corina." Corina looked up, in a daze, to see Emi standing there, watching the whole thing. "That's why you love filling your diaper, isn't it?"
"Oh!" Aubrey jumped, clearly surprised by Emi's appearance, too. "H-Hi... A-Are you?"
"I can take care of it from here," Emi told her. "I'm so sorry for the trouble... She wandered off on her own, and I've been trying to find her all night."
"No problem," Aubrey replied. "She's adorable."
"Isn't she?" Emi ruffled Corina's hair. "Even when she's being naughty... She just likes her diapers so much, I don't have the heart to take them away from her."
"Well, she'll grow out of it eventually, I'm sure," Aubrey said, Corina blushing, knowing she was too old to 'grow out' of anything at this point. "Well, I gotta go, but... If you ever need a babysitter..."
"Don't worry, Aubrey," Emi winked. "I'll give you a call."
Corina saw Aubrey nod and smile, just a hint of confusion spreading across her face as she turned away, as she wondered when she'd introduced herself, how this stranger knew her name... And then she was gone, out into the darkness.
"Oh, Corina," Emi knelt down in front of the teacher. "Looks like you lost."
It didn't feel like it, though, as Corina finished messing herself, mindlessly squirming and grinding her padding against the sidewalk beneath her, lost in an ecstasy deeper than any she'd felt before, barely able to care, in the moment, about Renee's threat, about how this was the only way she was going to get off from now on... If she couldn't control her bladder anymore anyway, if she was going to be stuck in diapers... Well, she might as well be able to enjoy it, right?
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Corina gulped, eyes watching the hands of the clock anxiously, knowing the students were going to be pouring in any minute now, though when, exactly, that was going to be, she couldn't quite tell, since she couldn't seem to remember how to decipher the time from that kind of clock. She flinched as the door opened, and she saw them start to come in, feeling herself grab at the hem of her shirt and tug it down instinctively.
It didn't matter, not really... Ever since Emi had taken her home Halloween night, her entire wardrobe had changed, her boring, professional outfits all replaced with tiny, slutty crop tops and minuscule skirts barely long enough to cover panties, much less diapers, no doubt a 'gift' from her visit with Trina. She didn't think they'd be able to see the bulge of her diaper from behind her desk, so long as she stayed there, on her chair, perched on top of a pile of books to make her look a bit closer to her normal size... Again, as long as she stayed seated.
"Turn in your homework!" she barked at them as they filed in, in the finest impersonation of her old self she could muster, of the strict, stern teacher she knew she was supposed to be.
"But you... didn't assign us any homework last time," one of her students pointed out.
"O-Oh," Corina blushed. "R-Right..." She honestly couldn't recall for sure if that was true or not. It didn't sound like her, though it did happen from time to time. "W-Well, then sit down and be quiet!"
That was almost worse, however, seeing them all at their desks, staring at her, expecting her to say something, to do something... Her mind felt so blank, though, so empty... She shifted in her seat, nearly losing her balance on the books, pouting as she felt that familiar warmness growing in her diaper yet again...
"T-Today's lesson," she started, trying to distract herself, "is about... uh... addition!"
"Huh?" She saw her students looking at one another, confused. "Math?"
"Y-Yeah!" she nodded. "Math is an essential building block for... You know, everything!" It was also simple enough that she was somewhat confident she could pull it off, even in this state.
"But how does this relate to...?"
"Shut up!" she barked. "You're all such dummies, you don't get it at all, and that's why I hafta do this! Now, then, we'd better start at the beginning! One plus one is..." She blushed, having to glance down at her fingers to confirm. "Two!"
"Are you sure?" one of the students called out mockingly. "Why don't you write it on the board so we can see?"
"Ugh!" Corina rolled her eyes. "Fine!" Without thinking, her latest wetting having ensured she forgot about her plan to stay behind her desk, she hopped down, toddling over to the board, only realizing her mistake when she got there and could barely reach the marker, much less write on it, and heard the whispering behind herself.
She gulped, turning around, seeing all her students watching, giggling to one another at the sight of their teacher, so much smaller than them, since this class was all seniors, a soggy diaper peeking out from beneath her skirt, despite her best efforts to adjust it while she stood there, to hide her padding.
And then, she felt a cramp in her tummy. She had no control over her bladder at all... Her bowels were another story. She still remembered exactly what to do with them, how not to mess her diaper... But doing it felt so amazing that she had no desire to, especially not with how humiliating everything else was for her. Without a moment of hesitation, she squatted down and began to push, and rub at the same time, her other hand moving up to her mouth so she could hungrily suck at her thumb...
"Silly little Corina," Emi stepped through the door to pat her on the head. "I'm so sorry about this... She told me she was ready to start teaching again, but obviously I shouldn't have believed her. You all don't mind looking after her for a while, do you? Her babysitter has classes at college until this afternoon... I'll leave you some clean diapers so you can change her if you want... Or don't. I have a feeling she won't complain. And if you think she needs any discipline, here's a hairbrush you can use, an enema bag, some paper and crayons for lines... Whatever you think she needs."
Corina watched as Emi unloaded the bag she'd brought onto her desk, covering it in baby supplies, laying it all out to leave in the hands her students. In the moment, she wasn't too worried, not while she was in the middle of filling her diaper... Once she was done, however, once she'd enjoyed herself... Well, she just had to hope that these students went easier on her than her first ones had... And that there were no nasty, magical surprises in the punishments Emi had laid out to be used on her.
She suspected she wasn't going to get lucky when it came to the latter... And the former wasn't looking good, either, as one of her students promised, with a grin, "Don't worry, we'll take very good care of her."
"I'm sure you will," Emi smirked, kissing Corina on the forehead. "Now, you be a good girl until Aubrey comes to pick you up this afternoon, okay, sweetie? Or we're going to have to have a nice, long... talk... when I get home tonight."
Corina didn't know what else the witch could possibly do to her, how she could make this any worse... But she wasn't about to find out, either. "Y-Yes, Mommy," she stammered out obediently between moans, moments before she demonstrated to her whole class what a big baby she really was, and how much she loved her diapers... And wound up completely at their mercy, as one, final, Halloween trick.