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The Regressing Witch - One Shot
🕑 Added 2021-04-01 06:01:01 +0000 UTCEmily browses the clothes on the rack in her favourite store, feeling slightly discouraged. She wasn’t a big fan of the popular styles in her modern-day 1985 but was always one to be on top of the trends, so sacrifices had to be made. She liked the styles from the 50’s more; even the ’60s was alright. But as soon as everything got colourful, she started to check out.
Being 200 years old is hard, in more ways than clothing. For one, all of Emily’s friends and family are now dead and gone, even the children she had once borne. It’s for that reason she stopped having meaningful relationships a century ago. For another, as things got better in terms of technological advancements, things got harder in terms of getting by as a person in society. Suddenly, she needed an ID, a SIN number, and all this other nonsense to get a job, go to school, or even buy alcohol.
Alcohol was especially bothersome, as it was one of Emily’s most cherished treats. As a 200-year old, you think she would look old enough to not need ID, but that’s where Emily is different.
Emily is a witch. However, she was not born a witch. Most witches are born and will live long lives based on their magical physiology. However, Emily became a witch from a curse. In the late 1800s, Emily had tracked down a colony of witches after a 5-year search. Most of the witches rejected her, except for one: Geraldine. Geraldine was around Emily’s age in maturity and took a liking to her right away. Geraldine begged and pleaded to her mother to grant Emily some magic so she may be one of them. Finally, her mother agreed, but it came with a cost.
Geraldine was stripped of her magic, and that power was given to Emily. When Emily tried to perform a spell to give Gereldene her magic back, she found herself getting younger. Every spell she cast sent her back a year in age until suddenly, she was only a little girl. Geraldine took Emily away and raised her back up away from the witches. Every now and again, Emily had to use her magic, and it sent her body back another year. It got to the point where part of her physiology changed, and she gave up trying to do things like potty training, as more likely than not, her body would just be sent back to infancy should one of the witches find them and they had to fend them off.
Eventually, Gereldene died of old age, and Emily had to go on the run. Since then, she has carefully monitored her magic use, going no younger than 18 years old. She has gotten as old as 62, but right now, she was 22 and shopping for clothes to not only fit in with the modern style but hide her other secret: Diapers.
With potty training being a nuisance, Gereldene and Emily eventually gave up trying and kept Emily in diapers in case she ever needed to use her magic and age down again to infancy. Emily now required them, regardless of her age. Adult diapers had come a long way since the early 1900s, now being slightly more discreet but still thick enough to show under some neon tights.
“Oh my god, is that girl wearing a diaper?” Someone whispered behind her. Emily heard them without any need for magically enhanced hearing, making her sure that they were the types of people that likely wanted Emily to listen to them talking about her.
“Holy shit, she totally is! You can see it sticking out the back!” A man responded. Emily sighed in frustration, pulled her pants up, and turned around to see a young couple behind her, staring and giggling.
“Can I help you?” She asked bitterly. They snickered.
“Uh, no, but maybe I can help you? The kid’s section is actually that way,” The guy responded, and the girl laughed. Emily walked up to the pair and stood within a foot of them. They didn’t budge and continued to snicker.
“Awe, what’s wrong? Is the toddler gonna have a tantrum?” The girl asked.
“Where’s your mom, little girl? Are you lost?”
“Do you need a babysitter? I charge a fair rate.”
“Yeah, but don’t expect her to be changing your stinky diapers!”
“Oh my god, ew, no. Imagine the size of messes she makes? And I thought my baby cousin’s made sticky diapers,” The girl plugged her nose as if Emily had made a big smell.
Emily looked at her, then back to the guy, and waited. Their laughter slowed, and finally, Emily replied.
“Are you done?”
“Uhh, I don’t know, I may have a few more. But I don’t want to make you cry in the middle of the mall,” The guy quipped.
“Yeah, you’d probably cry and flood your diaper. Poor baby,” the girl cooed.
“Do you get off on humiliating me?” Emily asked, annoyed by the conversation but not embarrassed.
“Get off? To you? No way. I get off to this,” the guy replied and spanked his girlfriend’s ass.
“Hmm, okay. And you, what do you get out of this?” Emily turned to the girl.
“Uh, I don’t know. Aren’t you embarrassed you’re wearing a diaper? Like, you’re like, older than me. I couldn’t imagine how embarrassing it must be to need to wear diapers, so you don’t piss your pants.”
“Hmm. I see. One moment please,” Emily said and closed her eyes while raising her hands.
“Uh, what are you doing? Peeing your diaper or something?” The guy asked.
Emily opened back up her eyes, now glowing with a swirling purple. The couple stared into her eyes, captivated and dumbfounded. Emily looked at the girl.
“Semper dimittere urina tua sine ulla dubitatione ubi tutela gerunt in sempiternum” Emily whispered, then flicked a purple wave towards the girl. Then she turned to the man.
“Et vides eius praesidio, tu semper sine dubietate aliqua dimittere semine tuo. Ut nullam magnitudinem tuam cole de infantibus,” Emily whispered again and flicked a larger purple wave towards the man. Finally, she closed her eyes, and she embraced her regression. Her hips reduced slightly in width, and her breasts shrank slightly within her bra. The spells were powerful, two steps each, sending her back four years to 18. Finally, she opened her eyes back up, and the couple was released from her captivation.
There was a silence for a second until the girl blushed and put her hand to her crotch.
“I feel...warmth,” She said and looked down. The girl’s neon pink leggings now struggled to conceal a thick adult diaper, which was now evidently being filled up by piss. The guy looked at his girlfriend, stunned.
“Babe, what’s wrong?” he asked, not yet looking down.
“I think I’m wetting myself!” She replied, nearly in tears. Finally, the guy looked down, and his eyes widened.
“Babe, you’re wearing a di….dia….uugggghh!” The guy couldn’t even finish his sentence before his cock erupted with cum into his jeans. When he pulled his hands away and felt around at his crotch, he noticed something else too.
“Where did it go?! Where’s my dick!?” He yelled, padding at his cum-stain. Emily smirked.
“Karma,” she replied simply.
“What did you do to me, you diapered bitch?” the girl replied angrily, her diaper now leaking out the side and down her leg.
“Well, you are now like me. You need diapers, and you’ll wear them 24/7 for the rest of your life. And him, well, I think I was harder on him.” Emily couldn’t help but chuckle.
“What did you do to my cock?” He asked, almost begging.
“I shrunk it, obviously. And since you seem to get off on humiliating people, I made sure you got off to something humiliating as well, in a humiliating way, of course. You see her diaper there?”
The guy looked back down at his girlfriend's ass. “Yeah, it’s thick and full and...fufufffffuuuuuckkk,” the man groaned as he bucked over with another uncontrollable orgasm.
“Well, now that baby cock of yours will spray whenever you see a beautiful girl’s diapered ass. And since she’s gonna be diapered all the time now, you are probably gonna have to keep your eyes up. You might even want to consider getting a diaper of your own unless you want to be covered in sticky stains all the time.” Emily took another step closer to the guy. “And the next time you see a girl in public with a diaper on, you’ll think twice about humiliating her, won’t you?”
“We’re sorry, we didn’t mean it!”
“Yes, we’re so sorry. Please, just change us back!”
Emily put her finger to her chin to pretend to think about it.
“Hmm, I would, but I’ve already used enough magic. Maybe in a decade or so, when I have years to lose, I’ll consider it. For now, toodles!” Emily turned and left the store, leaving the couple confused and humiliated. Emily lifted up her shirt as she left, knowing she was being watched and revealing her diapered bottom to the guy for one last satisfying, uncontrolled orgasm. He buckled over, spewing into his pants again, and his girlfriend punched his arm.
“Ow!” he said. “Hey, are you okay? You’re all red…”
“I’m fine...I just….” The girl closed her eyes as a big mess filled the back of her diaper. Emily watched from around the corner, smiled, and continued into her second favourite store.
Comments
YYND
Glad you enjoyed it! I like the lore, might return to this character.
Evan
This was amazing!
