Ranni's Pampered Destiny (Demon969 and BabyGirlClaire)

[Demon969]

Deep within the ruined Cathedral of Manus Celes, the puppet witch, Ranni stared in surprise at the nameless Tarnished which stood before her. This fearless and courageous warrior explored through the ethereal caves of Ainsel, trudged through the repellent Lake of Rot and fought tooth and nail against The NaturalBorn of The Void and the Glintstone Dragon, Adula. Weary, yet still filled with vigor, this knight ventured into the desecrated ruins of Manus Celes, all in an attempt to bequeath Ranni with the Dark Moon Ring. Symbolizing not only his utter loyalty and servitude, but his affection for the celestial witch.

Ranni had spoken briefly before, declaring the Tarnished warrior as her consort. The Tarnished never uttered a word, staying as silent as ever. But his silence was comforting to Ranni. It meant the Tarnished was listening to her every word. It meant that he was accepting his fate, along with her own. Ranni’s lips slightly parted as she breathed a calming sigh. She could feel herself being pulled into the celestial abyss which awaited her. “I go now, to the night sky.” Ranni spoke, her voice tinged with excitement. “It is there I shall find mine order.”

The Tarnished reached a hand out, wanting to caress the sorceress’ cheek. A rare show of affection that Ranni was wholly unprepared for. Ranni quickly grasped the hand of the Tarnished before her, smirking slightly as she placed his hand against her bosom. The ice-cold sensation which the Tarnished felt was expected. A wickedly cold heart for the one who orchestrated the death of Godwyn. Whose destiny was bound for the frigid cosmos. “I bid thee travel the path of the lord.” Ranni stated. The Tarnished understood and promptly lifted his hand from Ranni’s chest. Her time in this world was nearing its end. Ranni could feel herself being pulled from the fabric of this universe every passing second.

“And once all is done, we shall see each other once more.” Ranni finished, as her body began to materialize into thousands of blue particles, which slowly disintegrated and disappeared. The last thing Ranni saw in this world was the face of the Tarnished who was to be her king. The one would await her arrival in the new world.

As Ranni traveled throughout the cosmos, she could not see. She had been blinded! Everything was cold, dark and inviting. The Lunar Princess smirked as she felt the comforting cold surrounding her. She could feel the cosmos in the palms of her hands. She could not view them, but she could feel their complexities, their richness and their order. A soft chuckle escaped her lips as Ranni felt a wave of ataraxy wash over her. In all her years of being, she had never felt this serene.

That all changed once a bright light overcame her surroundings. A warm, unfamiliar and threatening light blinded her. It started out as a small blip. That much, Ranni could tell, but this light had suddenly swelled! Its reach grew larger, as it erased the cold. Ranni had to see what this threat was! Her destiny could not be challenged this early on! But Ranni could not see! She began to scream and cover her arms over her eyes in a vain attempt to block out the hideous warmth

[BabyGirlClaire]

Meanwhile, Tiche was downstairs making herself breakfast as she sipped a mug of coffee. She made herself scrambled eggs mixed with kale, cheese, and bacon bits for breakfast. She took a seat at the table, only having two seats, and one being a high chair. She glanced at the high chair and smiled, thinking about how sweet Ranni can be.

“AHHHHHHHH”

Tiche almost dropped her mug at the sudden wails coming from Ranni’s nursery. With great speed, she raced up the stairs and swiftly entered the nursery to see what was wrong. She raced into the nursery and looked around. The walls were pink colored with white trims, the white lace curtains were wide open illuminating the room with bright warm spring sunlight, the corner had a playpen with a bouncer and an assortment of toys, the changing table sat near the window stocked with diapers, and the white wooden crib was emitting a loud scream. Tiche looked inside to see Ranni wailing and covering her eyes with her arms as she thrashed underneath the warm fluffy white and pink blankets.

“Oh baby,” Tiche tenderly said as she lowered the bars of the crib, “what’s the matter?” Tiche gently removed the blanket to reveal Ranni’s clothing. A light blue gingham onesie with pink frills around the crotch snaps and legs. From the onesie peeked out some pink crinkly frills, Ranni’s diaper.

“Hey hey, Ranni. What’s wrong? You can tell mama.” Tiche said. Tiche picked up the wailing girl and held her close to her warm bosom as she bounced her in her arms.

[Demon969]

As Ranni screamed and flailed in response to this threat, the bright light suddenly dissipated. As soon as it came, it went away. And with its sudden disappearance, Ranni felt her eyelids regain function. In response, Ranni opened her eyes, bewildered at her surroundings. Instead of floating through the vast and intriguing cosmos, Ranni was nestled in a woman's bosom, being bounced like a mere infant.

Eyeing her surroundings more closely, Ranni saw that she was in some kind of nursery. But how?! She was just in the expanse of the stars mere moments ago! How had she been transported here? Was this some kind of trickery from an Outer God of the cosmos? Had she been cursed by the Tarnished? No. None of that could be true! She had meticulously followed the plan to see her destiny come to fruition! So why was it that Ranni was in this stranger's home, rather than being one with the celestial bodies?

As Ranni was bounced, she felt her rear bouncing on something padded. The strange, cushioned feeling prompted Ranni to briefly stare at her clothing. She was absolutely horrified to learn that she had been dressed in an absurdly sized onesie and what appeared to be a diaper, taped around her waist! Such a degradation was where Ranni drew the line.

Ranni began to hit at the woman's chest, desperately trying to wriggle out of her hold. "Who art thou! Who dresses me in such repulsive clothing?! I demand thee to answer!" Ranni shouted at the top of her lungs, hitting this woman, who Ranni believed to hold some answers to her current situation

[BabyGirlClaire]

Tiche ran her fingers through Ranni’s hair as she finally stopped her wailing and failing. It seems like she was finally calming down. “Shhh now that’s much better. Nice and cal- Ow!” Tiche was taken aback at the sudden hits. “Ow! Ow hey! Ranni! What’s gotten into you!?” she said as she stretched her arms out, lifting Ranni away from her chest.

‘Thou!? Thee!? Huh!?’ Tiche thought. She was thoroughly confused. ‘Is she playing witch princess again? She never used words like that before though. This isn’t even playing though! It is physical violence!’ Tiche was kind of freaked out at the sudden usage of old English. ‘Did she have a nightmare?’ Tiche wondered. ‘Is she wet? Or messy? If so why is she reacting like this? Or maybe she is just being rowdy and naughty? I’d hate to start the day with a punishment but I’ll do what I have to.’

“Ranni! Stop hitting!” Tiche was trying her best to keep the wiggling shouting girl in her hands. She decided to carry Ranni over to the corner with the bouncer. Tiche struggled to place Ranni in it, but she was able to manage. She grabbed a pacifier and placed it between Ranni’s lips hoping she won’t spit it out and instead calm her down . Tiche shook the exhaustion from her arms afterwards.

After catching her breath Tiche started to speak. “Ranni, what’s wrong? This isn’t how you normally act. Did you have a scary dream? Did you go potty in your pampies?” Tiche attempted to reach out and check Ranni.

[Demon969]

As Ranni was lifted away from her jailer, or so Ranni presumed she was, she saw the face of a woman Ranni had never seen since the fateful Night of The Black Knives. It was...Tiche? But how could that be possible?! She died fleeing the Royal Capital of Leyendell. Ranni assumed this to be some form of sorcery. Some veiled trickery! But it was her.

Tiche had not aged a day it seemed. For a woman at prime age for motherhood, that is. Her coal-black locks had been done up in a bun of sorts. Her moss-green eyes were full of unprecedented vigor. Her pale skin, button nose, pink lips, even the scar that ran down her left eye: it was all exact! It was actually Tiche! But if this was truly the woman Ranni sent to murder Godwyn, an assassin whom Ranni trusted dearly, why was she here? Was this an attempt at revenge? An act of twisted justice for who she perceived as the reason behind the imprisonment of her mother, Alecto?

This was not making a single lick of sense! As Ranni was thinking of the possibilities of what this all meant, she had not noticed she was being placed in a bouncer. Lost in thought, that is until she felt herself being placed in the strange contraption. Once brought out of her own rumination, Ranni attempted once more to obtain answers

"Tiche? What is this place? Why is thou-" Ranni was promptly silenced after Tiche shoved a blue pacifier in her mouth. As Tiche asked Ranni various questions, which were all objectively humiliating, Ranni had had enough. She was being treated as if she were a child! How dare someone treat her as such! She the orchestrator of the Night of The Black Knives! She was the one who would usher in a new era of being! Ranni was not to be trifled with!

Pulling the pacifier out of her mouth, Ranni threw the odd pacifying device at the chest of Tiche. "I DEMAND THEE TO ANSWER!" Ranni shouted at the top of her lungs, flailing and kicking, trying to squirm out of the holding device wrapped around her waist.

[BabyGirlClaire]

‘Well at least she knows who I am.’ Tiche thought as she reached towards Ranni’s diaper. ‘It’s got to be a wet diaper right? What else could it be? Ooh or maybe she is having tummy problems and can’t go in her diapers? Do I need the suppositories?’ Tiche’s thoughts were interrupted by the pacifier falling on the floor and then her ears were absolutely decimated by Ranni’s scream.

Tiche clicked her tongue and flinched her hand away from Ranni as she began to scream once more. Tiche sighed as she placed her hands on her hips and looked at Ranni as she bounced in the bouncer. She was thoroughly confused at Ranni’s questions. “Ranni, I don’t know what’s gotten into you. If this is some kind of game you want to play, then cut it out. This isn’t how good babies play, and if you don’t fix your behavior then you are going to end up over my lap.” Tiche sternly explained as she picked up the pacifier from the ground. “If you are having trouble with something, then tell me in your good girl voice and not your naughty voice.” Tiche scolded Ranni.

Tiche calmed down and looked into Ranni’s eyes. She was good at reading her baby, and she could see in Ranni’s eyes that something was genuinely bothering her. ‘Maybe she doesn’t need scolding but comfort instead.’ Tiche thought. She slowly approached Ranni in her bouncer. She placed a hand on Ranni’s head and gently ran her fingers through her red hair. She then reached into her diaper through the bouncer, checking if she was wet.

[Demon969]

Ranni coughed as her lungs released that ear-splitting screech. She had never screamed that hard since....well, in forever. As Ranni tried to collect herself once more, she stared at Tiche, who stood in dissatisfaction. Even when coughing and showing some hint of pain, Tiche did not seem to care for Ranni. At least, that is how Ranni interpreted it. Once the threat of a physical punishment was stated, Ranni became mortified. Tiche could not seriously be considering such a degrading punishment! Ranni certainly did not deserve that. And what was this 'Good Girl Voice' Tiche spoke of? What kind of blasphemy was this?!

But the way Tiche spoke. It was as if Ranni was a child. 'Why doest Tiche bethink of me so..?' Ranni thought. Although her outburst was short-lived, the vocal repercussions made Ranni's voice hoarse and dry, leaving Ranni to ponder these questions silently. 'Dammit. Curse this insufferable plane.' Ranni spoke to herself.

However, Ranni was thrusted out of her thoughts again, as soon as Tiche began to run her soft fingers through Ranni's locks. Ranni, much like before with the Tarnished, was unprepared for such an act of affection. Not being used to such warm and tender care, Ranni attempted to move her head away, but felt herself unable to do so.

Ranni had always hated the warmth. It symbolized the old, decaying order. Her brother's blasphemy. The Giants' cataclysmic power. Chaos and tradition. Things Ranni was not particularly accustomed to. But, this was not that warmth. It was, softer and soothing. It was something Ranni had not quite felt in some time. Ignoring Tiche's advances towards her nether regions, Ranni grasped a hold onto Tiche, attempting to feel this warmth.

But of course this sudden change in behavior did not go unnoticed by Ranni. In all honesty, she had no idea what was going on with her body! It seemed to be acting on its own. It was as if her mind and body were separate entities! This caused great confusion and distress to swell within Ranni. As her mind frantically tried to come up with answers, her arms and legs wrapped around Tiche's body in a semi-loving embrace.

[BabyGirlClaire]

Tiche grew worried for Ranni as soon as the cacophony of coughs spilled from her mouth. “Oh sweetie, I’ll get you some milk after this.” Tiche cooed softly into Ranni’s ear. “Giving your mouth something to do will keep it moist. You can suck on your thumb like you sometimes do to help a bit.” Tiche said. She would have to replace her thumb with the binkie later as soon as both hands were free.

She reached further into the bouncer and found Ranni’s left leg. She gently pushed two fingers into the leg hole of the onesie as she checked her. ‘Mmmm not wet from the feel of it. Maybe she is having some trouble going.’ Tiche wondered. She was growing worried. Usually for her, Ranni would wake up wet or both wet and messy.

She was interrupted from her rumination as she felt something wrap around her. She saw that Ranni had swung and wrapped her arms and legs around her. Tiche smiled, glad that her baby is starting to act normal again. She decided to help Ranni bounce a little, so she pulled down on the bouncer with her checking hand and let go. This caused Ranni to bounce as she was hugging Tiche. “There we go…” Tiche whispered, “There is the baby girl I know.”

“You were acting so grumpy today. Want to tell mama what’s wrong? I think I know what it is. You are having trouble going aren’t you?” Tiche whispered with a soft laughter. She took her hand out of the onesie and began to softly stroke and tap at Ranni’s diapered bottom, attempting to bring comfort to both ends.

[Demon969]

The bouncing motions Tiche made with her body seemed soothing to Ranni as she held onto Tiche. The warmth from before had spread across Ranni's body, into her arms, legs, hands and feet. The feeling was so foreign, yet it was incredibly welcoming. 'What is this feeling thy is providing?' Ranni questioned. She had never been one for warmth. So why was she so accepting of it now? Maybe, just maybe, Tiche held an answer.

It was when Ranni was attempting to respond to Tiche, that she realized her body was not her own. From the corner of her eye, Ranni noticed a small mirror, leaned up against what appeared to be a table of some kind. Although the mirror was small, Ranni's vision did not deceive her.

It had been so many years, that Ranni had nearly forgotten what she had looked like before her death. Ranni's skin was a pale-peach color, the same as it had been before Ranni set herself aflame. Her eyes were no longer the cool, aquamarine orbs. Instead, they were an amber-yellow color. Why, she had not gazed upon these orbs in years. But the most striking feature was her red locks. Her crimson red locks, flowed down her neck, twisted and curled into a mess.

But how?! How had she shifted bodies so quickly?! More importantly, why was it that Ranni was in this body?! This constant reminder of who she originally was caused a mix of resentment, confusion and anger to swell within Ranni.

Thoughts of her father, Radagon passed her mind as she stared at her reflection. Her father was a figure in Ranni's life which held little importance. As far as Ranni could remember, Radagon spent most of his days teaching his sons how to great warriors, encouraging their fields of study in war and kingship. These accursed red locks were yet another reminder of Ranni's strained relationship with her own family.

It was ironic then. A parental figure that never bothered to integrate themselves into Ranni's life, was the one person that resembled Ranni. As Ranni stared off into the mirror, she heard Tiche speak about something irrelevant. Although as to what Tiche had mumbled, Ranni did not understand. Instead of asking what Tiche had meant, Ranni gave an unenthusiastic "Uh huh..." As she stared into the mirror, reminiscing about her parentage and siblings.

[BabyGirlClaire]

Tiche smiled, “See? It wasn’t so hard was it? No need to be a shouty pouty pants.” she cooed. She slowly lifted Ranni out of the bouncer and held her close to her bosom, resuming the gentle stroking motions she was doing to Ranni’s head and bottom. She got closer to the changing table and laid Ranni down across it. “Oh and before I forget.” Tiche pulled the pacifier from her pocket, but this time she attached it to a ribbon and clip. She clipped the pacifier clip to the chest of Ranni’s onesie and gently slid the pacifier in her mouth. She looked at Ranni’s amber-yellow eyes, seeing that Ranni had a distant look in them. ‘Awww she’s all tired already from her tantrum.’ she thought.

Tiche began to unsnap the onesie, popping the buttons off and lifting the front flap to reveal the diaper. It was decorated with princesses and magic wands, a choice that Tiche thought was fitting for her baby girl as she would frequently entertain Ranni’s imagination by going along with her “witch princess” games. She untaped the diaper and opened up the front, revealing Ranni’s lower body.

“Don’t you worry, Ranni. I’ll have you feeling better in no time.” Tiche cooed as she went over to a cabinet and grabbed latex gloves and a bottle of laxatives in the form of suppositories. She returned to the table as she put on the gloves. She proceeded to lift Ranni’s legs and brought her knees to her chest. She held Ranni’s knees in place as she positioned her in a way where she would easily be able to insert the pills. “I think three pills should do it.” She put some lubricant gel on her pointer finger and gently applied some onto Ranni, making sure to keep a good grip on her knees to make sure she doesn’t jerk around too much from the sensation. She then grabbed one pill, “Ready Ranni?”