A Touch of Magic [Private: The_Enigma and Shadow King]

[The_Enigma]

A chilling breeze rushed over his bare bottom as the warmth of his diaper was ripped from him, coming to rest just underneath his thighs as he draped over "Aunt Lily." Wes braced himself, tensing as much as he could to reduce the pain of the first blow. From seemingly nowhere, though, a pacifier was slipped into his mouth and a disconnected voice commanded him not to drop it: a momentary incident which shattered his brace and left him distracted just long enough to feel the sting of the first swing.

A sickening "smack!" resounded through his body and cut through the air, overpowered quickly by the pumping music of the dance floor. Tears welled at Wesley's eyes; not out of embarrassment, but of sheer pain. If that voice hadn't commanded him to hold on to the pacifier, which his teeth now bit into with such force it stood risk of being severed, he no doubt would have let loose a cry of agony. Instead, a muffled grunt spanning many octaves of his vocal range slipped past the plastic nipple. Just as the sting of the first whack subsided, another powerful spank was laid upon his tendering rear, producing much the same result of the first one.

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Wes' face was beet red, a line of sweating beading at his forehead. He had counted; one-hundred grueling swats from the paddle. Sometime after the thirtieth one he lost most of the feeling in his butt, feeling not each individual smack but instead a steady, throbbing pain that continued even after the punishment. "Aunt Lily," apparently now satisfied, pulled his diaper back over his reddened rear and stood him up from her knee.

It would appear he would have no respite, however, as another of Aria's friends had already prepared his next trial: with a sinister smirk she held a jar of lubricant and a terrifyingly large pill. Aria's shrill laughter erupted upon the group, adding an ominous accent onto the scene. The woman called him over, and, unable to resist, he shuffled to her lap and sat upon it, feeling more and more like the helpless baby Aria wanted him to feel like.

[shadow king]

'Aunty Angie' was faster than Lily at putting him over her knee with a large amount of strength that it didn't see that her body would be able to produce. "Suckle on your cute little pink paci for auntie." Angie stated as she pulled down his pink diaper back around his thighs and began to lube his bum with the cold lubricant. She the teased his but hole with the pill for a minute or two before pushing it in in one shot.

She quickly put a black rubber plug in his bottom and pulled his diaper up over his bum. "Now, you are to hold it in until I tell you otherwise." Angie stated with a wicked smile. It was then that the last of Aria's friends piped up. "Come here to Aunt Laura, she will help clean you out in her own way." she stated, patting her lap. The redhead with gentle green eyes didn't seem like she was going to be as bad as the other two.

"Angie, do you have one of your daughters bottles?" she asked, to which Angie tossed her a pink tinted clear bottle with fairies printed on the outside.

Laura took no time at all in filling it with a clear liquid that she had in a container in her purse. It was a diuretic, which would make him wet in about the same time that it would take the suppository to start working at full strength.

Aria still had yet to have her fun though, and boy did she have something planned for him. If he didn't feel like a real baby now he would when she was done with him.

[The_Enigma]

Wes flipped over in a dizzying blur of motion; where the table had been underneath him before, it now appeared to be the ceiling. He didn't even have time to correct his orientation before "Aunty Angie" had whisked his diaper down. A tingle ran up his spine when the cold lubricant made contact with his still throbbing ass. As much a shock as it was, the coolness of it had an immediately soothing effect. The lube was only in preparation of the item of real interest, though, and "Aunty Angie" did not waste the opportunity. Before actually inserting the pill she ran it down the line of his crack, a gesture that sent a different kind of tingle through his body and caused him goosebumps all over. She continued playing with the item, and, though it seemed wrong in some sense, Wes could not deny that the sensations were, for the most part, pleasurable. Fairly soon the deed was done; there lay one pill, steadily breaking down and taking affect, up his bum. To his surprise, though, another object (which should be noted was considerably larger and much less hospitable than the pill) was inserted forcefully before the now comforting embrace of his diaper was pulled back up. "Now, you are to hold it in until I tell you otherwise." He was flipped up as suddenly as he was bent over "Aunty Angie's" knee, and out of his confused vision he could pick out a rather dastardly smile.

"Come here to Aunt Laura," said another one of the friends, this one with red hair and soft, green eyes, "she will help clean you out in her own way." Again the seal tickled at his chest, and, unwillingly, he made his way to the final friend and sat on her lap as with the others. "Angie," she asked gently, "do you have one of your daughter's bottles?" Receiving the bottle, Wes watched as she removed a clear liquid from her purse and filled the bottle with it. He knew he was going to be made to drink it, and he tried his best to convince himself it was just water, despite its uncanny resemblance to something more like nail-paint remover.

[shadow king]

The diuretic actually was orange flavored, so though it looked clear it was something akin to orange kool-aid. She leaned Wes, much like a baby against her shoulder and supported him using her arm which she supported with the wall.

She put the bottle to the boy's lips with a gentle smile. "Drink up baby boy, let's get you the rest of the way cleaned out so Aria doesn't have to deal with any more icky messes for a while." she cooed in a gentle fashion.

Aria still had a smile like the Cheshire cats across her face, just waiting to humiliate him in a far far more public way. This was just a warm up to get his emotions flowing, she had yet to even start to bring down her part of it all on him.

"Once you have drank it all you aren't allowed to go potty until I say so okay?" Laura cooed rhetorically to the rather babified boy.

[The_Enigma]

As soon as she was finished filling the bottle "Aunty Laura" screwed on the plastic nipple cap and removed the pacifier already occupying his mouth. With all the tenderness of a mother feeding her child, she propped him against her shoulder and placed the bottle against his lips. Laura's breath brushed his cheek softly as she cooed gently into his ear: "Drink up baby boy, let's get you the rest of the way cleaned out so Aria doesn't have to deal with any more icky messes for a while."

How it had not occurred to him before this moment what they were doing to him was unfathomable to Wes. But with "Aunty Laura's" words he realized what the suppository was meant for, and what this bottle would no doubt do. Unfortunately for him she had commanded that he drink, and, with magic affecting him that Aria's friends were oblivious to, he gulped the bottle down. The drink was a pleasant orange flavor, much like orange soda.

When the last drops had trickled down his throat she removed the bottle and replaced it again with the pacifier. "...you aren't allowed to go potty until I say so okay?" It was the same unwitting command that "Aunty Angie" gave him, and it stirred his heart with worry. Already he could feel the first signs of a queer discomfort in his gut.

[shadow king]

Aria's smile was absolutely vicious as she picked up Wes from Laura's lap and put him on her own, rubbing his tummy and listening to the groans and gurgles with a look in her eyes that said that this was only the beginning for the already, most likely traumatized boy. "If you beg me like the baby boy you are I may just get you permission to use your big, pink, baby diaper like the naughty baby you are." she stated in an all mighty kind of way as the other three giggled.

The butt plug would keep him from messing, and the command to not wet would keep him from doing so until his body gave out completely, but she wanted him to beg her to be bad and use his diaper. She wanted to feel the power she now had over the boy. "Tell mommy Aria that you want to make poopoo and peepee in your diaper like a naughty boy." she told him, not commanding him. She didn't want to spoil it with a command, she wanted to hear him actually ask her of his own will.

[The_Enigma]

Even though he could not see her, Wes could feel Aria's smile behind him. He knew what she wanted, even before she asked him to beg to use his diaper. "I know she would lord this over me, he thought, "I can't let her have the satisfaction." Aria's rubbing was making it harder and harder to resist, though, with his insides already turning to jelly from the laxative.

One good thing had come out of this situation, however: apparently Aria's binding magic was more powerful than the space/time distortion around his bladder, because he found that he could actually maintain control over it. That control, however was slowly slipping away as the diuretic worked at him.

"Tell mommy Aria that you want to make poopoo and peepee in your diaper like a naughty boy."

Again she stated her desire to hear him beg. Even though it was becoming more convincing by the second, there would be no point. Only "Aunty Laura" and "Aunty Angie" had the power to let him release of his own accord: as long as their commands remained in effect, he couldn't fill his diaper even if he wanted to.

[shadow king]

Aria knew that his silence meant resistance to her, and she only smiled more at his resistance. She clasped her hand over the front of his diaper, conjuring up a spell silently. She wasn't undoing the time space problem on his bladder, but instead putting a cap on it so that he wouldn't have an accident or be able to go either way without first begging for the relief he would soon need. And to add to his anguish she reinforced the butt plug to make it so that it would definitely hold no matter how bad he needed to go.

The last little thing was as she rubbed his tummy she was adding more liquid to his bladder and more poo to his digestive track so that he would soon really squirm. She looked over to the girls and winked at them, telling them that she didn't want them to let him go until he begged her, not them. They all smiled and giggled in response, knowing that with all of what was brewing in him he would be begging soon enough.

"Have it your way baby boy, just beg me when you are ready." she stated continuing to rub his stomach, which was beginning to expand do to everything beginning to pile up within him.

[The_Enigma]

Wes gasped as Aria shoved her hand over the front of his diaper, the pacifier falling from his mouth as he did so; it was a sudden and unexpected move. Not unexpected, however, was the accompanying surge of magic he felt rush into his body. He wasn't sure what its effect was, but he was sure that it would mean trouble for him.

Immediately she went back to rubbing his belly, but the magic flow didn't stop. It seeped into him, warming with its touch, and spread rapidly to their destinations. Destinations which became painfully obvious very quickly. Wes could feel the effects of the spell, he knew he hadn't needed to relieve himself that badly before. Sure enough his bladder and bowels were filling at an unnatural pace, and he wasn't entirely sure he could hold it much longer even if he tried: even if he was commanded to. He began squirming in Aria's lap as his discomfort rose to worrisome levels. And that's when she told her friends not to give him permission until he begged her. "That bitch!" he silently roared, his stomach now cramping from the slow and steady increase of his torment.

Almost as if in response to his thought, Aria taunted him. "Have it your way baby boy, just beg me when you are ready." And she continued to rub his belly, pressing inward with a slight pressure that upset the ever-filling contents of his gut. It was not long until the diuretic and the laxative had taken full hold over his body, as he could no longer control their respective functions, but nothing came out as it naturally should. He could explain the rear, what with the plug, but it was long past the time that he should have been able to hold his pee, command or not. And still they were filling, the desperation increasing exponentially with every passing moment.

"The first surge of magic," he figured, "must have been some sort of guard for my bladder. So I would really have to beg. The little fucker." Wes was seething with resentment at this point. He didn't really expect anything less of Aria, but knowing that fact didn't make it any more pleasant to deal with. Luckily for him the steady flow of magic that increased his desperation had come to an end, but by this point he was full to capacity: if he didn't get relief soon he would probably burst. Wes tried to fight it. He tried to muster up the fortitude with which to resist his terrible desperation. Aria continued rubbing, though, and he continued squirming, and not after a couple minutes he reached the final straw.

Flushing a rosy scarlet he sighed sharply, as if he had been holding his breath, and said with infinite trepidation "Aria...I...I give up. Please let me relieve myself." It was all he could do not to bitch her out on the spot, but the desperation had become too much to handle. He really needed to go.

[shadow king]

"What was that sweetheart, I didn't quite catch it..." she stated wickedly. "However, I think you may have forgotten to address me properly." she stated, watching him continue to squirm on her lap and loving his desperation and anger. She wasn't done yet, even after she would allow him his relief she still had so very much more in store for her little baby servant.

"Come on baby boy, don't hesitate, speak up so you can go potty in your diaper." she stated in a wicked tone, the other three staring at him intently as he squirmed and blushed, waiting for him to do it the right way. At this point it was only Aria that could give him relief, she held the magic to let him go, which he would do without the others permission because he was past his limit.