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

[The_Enigma]

Seeing Aria change out of her soiled pants, Wesley followed suit. Snapping his fingers, his pants faded from brown to blue as the slacks were replaced with fresh blue-jeans. He was about to respond to her request to move into more hospitable quarters when, out of nowhere, she strode up to him and planted a kiss on his soft lips.

Completely caught off guard, Wesley couldn't even think, much less respond to the abrupt advance she made on him. Feeling a slight blush come to his cheeks, he turned around and coughed quickly, hiding his obvious embarrassment. "Well that was rather awkward," he thought to himself. "I think she was trying to seduce me. I heard vampires had a particular knack of being able to do that to humans. I should keep my guard up."

Turning around once again to Aria, he saw her in an innocent pose, trying her best to look cute and sexy. A subtle aura of attraction permeated the room, and Wes guessed it was Aria's doing. Braced for the encounter now, he returned to his full senses. "Aria, I do believe a change of scene would be appropriate. After all, fire doesn't agree well with antiques." Waving his hand, the bookshelf to their left wavered and disappeared, Wes' bedroom appearing on the other side. As they walked out of the study, Wes let out a slight chuckle and leaned toward Aria's ear, whispering "But tell me, Aria, do you always kiss on the first date?"

[shadow king]

Aria gave a cute, seductive smile "only in special cases, but Wes do you always invite your date into your room after just meeting them?" she asked cutely, running her finger sexily along his shirt until she reached the bottom. She was putting on all of the charm and cute sexiness she could to this sorcerer. She wanted him to fall to her so badly, to watch him do as she wished without any refrain.

She looked around the room innocently and then cutely acted embarrassed to be in a boys room when they had just met shortly before. A fake blush crawled across her face and she looked innocently at the floor. By now her wings and fangs were both absorbed into her body, making her iris color the only thing that made her any different from any girl on the street.

It was at this moment, that for the second time this evening she felt the odd wet sensation as she looked down and saw a puddle forming at her feet. Luckily she had chosen a skirt, so no other evidence showed. At this point a real blush formed on her face but she decided to play it a bit further by starting to tear up on purpose. A tear rolled down her cheek and she grabbed onto Wes and pretended to sob into his chest. Though she was really shedding tears, none were due to her accident, but rather forcefully produced. Despite this fact she seemed like she was truly upset down to the bottom of her heart.

[The_Enigma]

Wesley watched with mock interest as Aria feigned innocence in front of him. "I'm not exactly sure why she continues to put on this charade. Obviously she must realize that I know she's possibly thousands of years old and couldn't possibly have innocence or emotion left to be genuine."

Aria finished running her finger down his shirt, and a slight chill undulated up Wes' spine. He leaned against the wall as she walked around the room, marveling with false interest. "Well, as long as she's willing to believe I've fallen for her, I might as well play along. It has the possibility to come to my advantage later." Hiding a stifled yawn, Wes opened his eyes to see a liquid stream pouring out between Aria's legs and splattering on the floor below. Wasting no time, Aria came up to Wes and started crying into his chest. Despite his caution and knowledge, he couldn't help but feel somewhat sympathetic for the girl; the tears seemed real enough. Wasn't it he who inflicted Aria with this humiliating disability?

Wes patted Aria's back comfortingly as she cried, trying to think of a way to make her feel better. A sudden idea dawned on him, but he was reluctant to share, fearful of Aria's opinion.

"Now, Aria," he cooed soothingly, "I know that this affliction will be difficult to handle, and extremely embarrassing at best should it happen to you in public. I did get an idea however..." Pausing, he took Aria's shoulders and nudged her an arm's length away, commanding her attention. "Would it be so bad if you had some sort of...protection?" Wesley's face winced, his eyebrow arching up inquisitively. He hoped his subtle euphemism was enough for her to catch on to the idea.

[shadow king]

Aria was giving a false sniffle, which with years of practice was practically real. When he mentioned the word "protection" she burst out in another onslaught of fake tears. "You did this to me and now you want to put me in diapers or something?!" she pouted while increasing the flow of tears streaming from her eyes until she was practically bawling like a baby. Her knees gave out on purpose letting her fall to the floor sobbing, looking absolutely miserable.

Despite her act she knew that she indeed should probably wear some type of protection, as it would be excruciatingly difficult to remove the magic cast on her bladder, even with his help.

She curled up in the fetal position and continued to sob to herself while thinking of what she should do next to further her act along. She wanted him to fall for her, whether by pity or pure desire. If she had him as a lover she would be able to obtain magical freedom which she had never had before. After all, if the magic watchdog was her pet then she could just convince him to look the other way.

[The_Enigma]

Wesley panicked as he saw her burst into a teary frenzy, bawling and sniffling in a pathetic display. Despite his steel and resolve, his shell broke for a moment and he genuinely felt sorry for the poor, wet girl. "Hey," he said softly, kneeling down to her level, "it's not so bad! I mean, at least you know you won't be alone, I'll have to wear them too thanks to your little spell."

Remembering the furious moment beforehand, he snapped out of his empathy and returned to his own act. Wes took Aria by the hand and helped her up, sitting her down on the corner of his bed. "Well, I can't very well let you go home without giving you some sort of apology."

With a flick of his wrist, a magical force blasted past Aria and a slight distortion appeared in the square of the writing desk in the corner of his room. Looking at the distortion, he watched it slowly mold into shape until its general features became recognizable, at which point he looked back at Aria's face in hopes of seeing an agreeable expression.

When the spell finally completed, two packages of adult-sized diapers sat squarely on the table. One had a pinkish colored package, while the other was baby blue, obviously indicating male and female fits. Shambling quickly to the table, Wes snatched the pink package and offered it to Aria, hoping that his strange display of apology would be taken well by her.

[shadow king]

Aria wiped away some of her tears and still looking pitiful took the package and nodded slightly in acceptance. She stood up, a little wobbly , still playing the pitiful girl, and with a wave of her hand in front of her vanished in a burst of deep blue flames representing her sorrow. As soon as she was gone the flames vanished, leaving Wes alone to his devices.

When she was back at her place she made sure that if there was anything left of the tracking spell it was destroyed. She then shed her sorrowful show to show two furiously blazing eyes. She could barely keep from wanting to destroy his dorm in a fiery blaze. She tore the package open, scanned it for spells, after finding none she quickly diapered herself and sat down to watch tv.

In all truth she really was miserable, she just was not the type of girl to show it in tears, rather in anger. She had no idea how she was going to live like this and hoped that Wes would try his best to reverse his mistake so that he could get his problem fixed.

While thinking she dozed off on her futon.

[The_Enigma]

Wes stumbled back as the sudden and violent burst of magical flames exploded in his face. They were a deep violet-blue color, obviously representative of her sadness. Realizing he was entirely alone, he slumped onto his bed and sighed.

"Well, that's the most excitement I've had in a couple of years," he muttered to himself, "but jeez did it have a price." Lifting his shirt, he looked again at the crest emblazoned onto his chest. Spontaneously, his brain made the connection between the chest and what it represented, and he slid off of his bed and dropped his pants. Hesitantly, he turned around to see the blue package lying softly on his pillow, and he grabbed it. He winced at the crinkle the package made and swallowed his resentment as he ripped it open and grabbed one of the plain diapers inside.

Unfolding the soft material, he thrust it between his legs and fastened it as best he could while looking into his mirror. He turned around in front of the mirror, inspecting the back and front and generally pleased with his effort. Wesley pulled his pants back up over the diaper and inspected himself again. If one were looking, the slight bulge in the pants would be noticeable, but it was generally form fitting and very well hidden.

Wes slouched onto his bed again, cringing as he heard the soft but tell-tale crinkle of the diaper, and closed his eyes. After whispering a brief chant, he performed an entire magical analysis of his body and found a powerful residue of space/time distortion near his bladder, causing to not function correctly. Laying down, he rested his head on the pillow next to the diapers and thought deeply about the situation. All the while the strange hybrid girl Aria flitted across his mind.

[shadow king]

As Aria awoke she felt a warm wet sensation between her legs, though nothing else seemed to be wet. At that moment, the events of yesterday hit her like a brick wall. She looked down between her legs and pulled up her shirt to reveal last nights' diaper, yellowed from her urine, luckily she still had control of her bowels. After today, she wasn't so sure that Wes would though, he'd have to make her happy or she may just boost the spell for him, she thought to herself.

She sat up and walked over to the package of diapers, took one instead of panties and went to take her morning shower. After her shower she sat on the toilet until she heard the familiar sound of water on water. She wiped, stood up, flushed, then diapered herself precisely and with ease.

Se walked out and got ready for the day and walked out of her apartment and off to her first class. She was not afraid of people knowing about the diaper, after all, some of the other girls on campus used them for their periods. She went through her first class and ended up being on time for the class that Wes and her took together. She took her usual seat in the back and relaxed, listening to the boring lecture that had been disrupted the day before, continue.

[The_Enigma]

Wesley thought about everything that had happened that day, the summoning, the encounter, the diapers...he scrupled every detail and committed it to memory. But most of all he thought of Aria, the strange magical girl he had found. "It's kind of nice," he thought, "knowing someone else that has the touch of magic around here. I hope I haven't screwed up my relations with her entirely already..." Soon into his deep pondering he felt the veil of sleep come over him, and he softly tread into slumber.

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Wait, Aria...what are you doing? No, I'm not so sure...I...I wouldn't want to...but it's not a good idea! Maybe...

...flames. Miles and miles of flames. A wicked conflagration, like a volcano eruption. Consuming...burning...

...we could go away? I could? You're not making sense...

...but those eyes...those lips...are you really...? Why do I feel so warm?

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Wesley blinked awake, thoroughly confused. He puzzled over his strange dream, trying to make sense of the bits and pieces of cryptic vision. The last line especially sent a chill up his spine. That was, until, he realized he actually did feel warm. Specifically, right around his legs and crotch. Wes jumped up, throwing the covers off of himself and expecting to see the damage he had done. He saw nothing, though, except a dry, comfortable bed and one warm and wet diaper.

Wes fell back upon his pillow, hitting it with a loud thump. He was somewhat relieved but also slightly miffed, remembering the events of the previous night.

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Wes sat in the back in yet another dry lecture in his history class. He had a fresh diaper on, not noticeable, and one eye trained on Aria.

[shadow king]

Aria felt the sorcerer staring at her, and it didn't help her anger much. After several minutes of increasing anger and irritation she turned her head to him and gave him a death glare that would scare most people out of their pants.

Today she had dressed in the schools uniform and was wearing it far more sexily than before, however, she knew that he wasn't staring at her because of her beauty, but for the fact that she may out of some whim use magic.

What he didn't really didn't understand that unlike the magic on herself, she could advance his at will. If he didn't stop staring at her he could say goodbye to his bowel control as well.