As any training magic user would know, New Years Eve is the most magically-potent date to cast spells related to time travel. - In fact, it is the only day of the year when the majority of time-bending enchantments will properly work, which is why my twin sister and I had been planning for this opportunity. - “That bully is going to be surprised when we hit ‘em with this.” Nacia laughed as the ritual was nearly finished, many months in the making. - The final piece - a diary entry from that horrible, embarrassing day, when David slammed us against our lockers so hard that we cried. - November 6th, 2010. It was an autumn school day, just after lunch, at the local high school that Nacia and I went to. One of the popular jocks, David Vugry, had a bone to pick with us when I, a non-threatening 16-year-old at the time, made an affectionate comment to his “girlfriend.” My twin sister Nacia and I were conversing at our lockers when the class bully, and his pack of students from the team’s sport club, decided to slam us into our own lockers, force us to promise that we would never speak to his love interest again, and promptly leave us trapped inside of the small metal boxes for the remainder of the school day. Not used to dealing with bullies, I was so scared when locked up that I had an accident in my pants. - From that day on, both of our school lives were rendered an ongoing timeline of harassment, aggression, and rage. David personally seemed to have an interest in infantilizing the two of us, constantly shoving pacifiers in our mouths and accusing us of needing adult diapers, which the majority of the class was led to believe after his frights nearly made me wet myself. - We both wanted to get revenge, but as weak sophomores we had no means of defending ourselves against David, whether it was being pushed aside, being given embarrassing nicknames, or being threatened to put on humiliating outfits that made us look less like high school students and more like daycare babies. He even stole our backpacks, and would not give them back unless we were wearing baby bonnets and pull-ups in our yearly class picture. - Now, however, Nacia and I were 24 years old, and had been practicing magic for multiple years. With this, the two of us would be enabled to seize control over our pasts. - Our plan - Use the fresh, New Years Eve time warp to secure ourselves the dignity that we had lost on that day. - “Ready?” I asked her, placing my old diary entry on the altar. It hurt just to look at, knowing how many nights of crying had come from that day, but knowing that it would be reversed soon eased my nerves. - “Have been for over eight years now.” Nacia smirked, waving her magic staff. Though I was decently knowledgeable myself, she was the one more magically-inclined, and it was her idea for us to go back in time to fight David. She assured me that nothing could go wrong. - “Then… let’s go.” My body began to tingle, indicating the soon-ensuing time travel back to my 16-year-old self. I closed my eyes as I felt the environment morphing around me, from our ritual room right beneath the New Years party to the halls of our old high school. - My body’s muscles briefly reduced back into my body, but I had not grown much over the previous 8 years. As I felt my form returning to my teenage years, in fact, the only major difference I felt were my clothes changing into the skirt and dorky top that I wore as a kid. - “It worked! Ty, look around! We’re back in these halls!” Nacia exclaimed as I opened my eyes to see, indeed - our own school. The chatter of students walking through the halls flooded my ears, and just at a brief glance, I spotted several old friends that I had sadly lost touch with after David humiliating me for the first time in front of the entire school. I wanted to walk up and talk with them, but I knew that Nacia and I had an important task to do. - “Shhhh, Nacia.” I whispered back to her, gazing to see our lockers - side by side, the perfect size for two sophomores to shoved into. “Don’t announce ourselves to everybody here. We don’t want to act suspicious.” - “Right, right.” With that, Nacia hid her magic staff behind her back. Her means to cast spells was the only thing that had transferred with us when we returned to 2010, with plenty of extra mana stored for us to make it back. - “Now… where are they?” - Both of us glanced through the halls, looking for the sight of a large, jersey-wearing athlete. Even after so many years, I was sure that David’s face would be recognizable. When you are pinned in your locker, and filled with so much fear that you pee yourself by accident, you do not forget the complexion of the person who did it. - For a second, Nacia and I were concerned that we had gone to the wrong date, and had somehow missed our chance, but after a couple of minutes, Nacia spotted the pack of sweaty, annoying jock types. All led by the very bully, David Vugry, who was the tallest of the bunch yet, after so many years, seemed less threatening than I remembered. - “Act natural.” I reminded Nacia, and we returned to speaking at our lockers. The large footsteps barreled towards me, and I sighed nervously. His voice spiked, bringing back the painful memories… - “Hey there, slut. Just what the hell do you think you’re doing, hitting on my girl!?” - “I…” Slowly, I turned around to face him. He was much taller than my 16-year-old form, clenching his fists. “I think that you should leave me alone.” - “Not a good answer, weak bitch.” With that, I felt his arms press against me, and once again I felt my body forced into the locker, knocking my old magnets off the metal wall. It hurt like hell, but the adrenaline kept me calm and collected. - Nacia was slammed as well, by David’s friends, but I knew that she still had her hands firmly gripped on her staff. - “Hey, can you let me go? I really need to go to the bathroom.” I spoke in my calm voice, just to mess with him by not showing any fear in my eyes. Though, it was true, time travel did have a way of increasing the traveler’s need to use the toilet, for some strange reason. - “If you need to take a dump, do it in your diapers.” The bully growled at me. “You’re an infant anyway, if you think that you can just talk to me like this without having your face bashed in.” - For a second, I almost peed myself for a second time, but Nacia stepped in before David could continue harassing us. - “Oh, I don’t think that you understand who the actual… infant… here really is.” The tip of Nacia’s staff lit up, his force against my body dwindled, and before my eyes, I began to watch David’s body begin to shrink. The hairs on his hands disappeared, leaving his skin smooth, and his muscles began converting into baby fat. - “What… the fuck are you talking about?” The bully inquired, his hand shaking as he was suddenly unable to keep me pinned in my locker. The confusion in his eyes grew as he looked around to see the entire room expanding around him. Or rather, him and his group of harassers were shrinking, inch-by-inch. - “Maybe you should pick on someone your own size.” I giggled as I watched his body reduced to three-feet tall before finally stopping its dwindle. “Like a kindergartener.” - David was now a six-year old boy, eyes full of panic as he gazed at his muscle-less arms, now-oversized, drooping clothes, and the way that everything in the hallway, which he was once the tallest person in, suddenly towered over him. The rest of the former-adults were only slightly taller, and equally as confused. Most of which ran away, leaving David to be laughed at by the students walking the halls. - “HOW THE FUCK ARE YOU GUYS SO LARGE NOW!?” He screamed, shaken to hear his own childish voice, up at Nacia and I. “UNDO THIS IMMEDIATELY OR ELSE!” - “Hmm… I don’t know about that.” I smirked down at the child, as Nacia handed me the staff. “What I do know, though, is that those clothes don’t fit you anymore. Let’s get you into something more fitting...” - I waved the staff in the air, and David’s adult-sized jersey and sweatpants disappeared. In their place, the former adult was now wearing something thick, crinkly, and white around his waist. When he looked down, causing the thing to crinkle, and realized what he was suddenly wearing, his small face went completely red. - “IS THAT A DIAPER!? NO, NO WAY!” He screamed in his shrunken voice, shaking his head at the babyish designs on the nappy, infuriated to suddenly find himself wearing something meant to hold his own excrement, implying a lack of potty training. David raised his leg, attempting to slip the thick diaper off of his legs, but with a simple spell from my staff, he would soon find himself unable to pull the elastic off of his waist. He tugged and pulled, but his tiny arms could do nothing about him suddenly wearing a baby diaper. - “Awww, somebody’s grumpy.” Nacia teased him. “Maybe he just needs to make a stinky in his pampers and he’ll feel better.” She reached down and pet his head as if he were a puppy. “Don’t worry, I’m sure your mommy will change ya.” - “Do not touch me!” The freaked out, regressed adult growled. “And give me back my actual clothes or you are both DEAD! You hear me!? I will end you!” - “Your threats aren’t so powerful when they come from such a cute voice, now do they?” I waved the staff. “That being said, I will happily fix you up real quick~” - A few more spells, and the former adult shrunk even more. Along with it, his diaper became a bigger, thicker, pink diaper onesie. Additionally, he now wore a matching dress, bib with the word “Baby” printed on it, and a large bow in his slightly-longer hair. - “There you go! Much more fitting.” - “NO! GET THIS OFF OF ME!” David squirmed about, causing his now-bigger diaper to crinkle back and forth as people in the hallways laughed. “WHY AM I DRESSED LIKE A GIRL!?” - “You look way cuter like this, little thing.” Nacia smiled as I handed back the staff. “Plus, you need a bigger diaper. There’s no saying how big a mess a sissy like you may end up making.” - “Mess!? There is no WAY that I am going to actually use this stupid diaper!” The now-four-year-old David pouted, his new form completely unrecognizable from the scary jock who had pinned Nacia and I, moreso resembling a little girl with bathroom troubles. “JUST TURN ME BACK OR YOU’RE FUCKING-” - “Or what?” Nacia smirked. “What are you going to do?” - “I… I…” David stammered, still desperately trying to take the diaper onesie off, not fond of feeling it tightly hugged against his body. “I’ll…” - “You’ll make the entire room smell from how much mushy mess you pile into that big, pink pamper of yours?” - “WHAT!?” David growled. His anger may have once terrified Nacia and I, but now that he was barely three feet tall, and his unremovable diaper loudly crinkled whenever he stomped his feet, reminding him of how he was wearing a garment meant for holding his own waste, we could only giggle. “FUCK OFF! I WILL BASH YOU BOTH INTO THE WALL SO HARD-” - “Seems like this little toddler needs to take a nap~ or a change.” Nacia continued to tease him. The other students in the hallway, who once stepped aside in fear whenever David’s posse stepped by, were now giggling at his pathetic, tiny voice, and his empty threats. - “I SWEAR TO…” - As Nacia waved the staff around again, forcing another humiliating change about him, his stomping feet slowly turned towards a desperate, backed-up potty dance. The former jock’s new dress twirled and he crossed his legs as much as his diaper would let him, eyes going wide to let the entire scene know what exactly Nacia was doing to him. - “Go on~ We all know that you’re just a bratty little baby that makes extra large, smelly stinkies in her pampers. Now show everybody how dependent you are on those diapers of yours~” - David’s bowels lurched with fullness, growing louder and more full as Nacia continuously cast the spell, being exuberant with how much she was filling his bowels to capacity. I laughed along with her, knowing that no matter what David did, before long he would realize how his body had been so swiftly robbed of its continence. - “Guh…” David stomped and grunted, putting his arms across his body as his gut gurgled, bowels absolutely full and desperate to empty themselves into his new, pink diaper. “Whatever you are doing to me, it is not going to work. You may have put me in this stupid outfit and diaper, but there is no way I- Splrrrrt![/i][/color]” - David’s assertion of his adulthood was interrupted as a foul smell filled the hallway, a large fart blasting from his ass. It was only barely muffled by the thick diaper, and the stench was awful enough to draw even more attention to the former senior. - “What’s wrong? Little baby doesn’t want to fill their diaper?” I smirked, patting his head. - “Ngh…” He breathed heavily, clenching and whimpering as Nacia forced his bowels more and more full. “Fucking bitches…” - With that, he took a dash for the nearby men’s restroom, a series of loud, smelly farts erupting as he hurried. Frrrrt! Blaaaaaaaart![/i][/color] A group of now-older students, smirking down at the padded toddler, stood in front of the men’s restroom, and though David tried to push past them, used to being bigger and stronger than most of the school’s residents, his desperate need to poop quickly saw him hurrying into the girl’s bathroom. - As he was struggling to hold in his mess, Nacia and I were very easily able to keep up behind him and watch as he struggled to open up one of the bathroom stalls to look at the toilet that was now way too large for him to sit on. - “Nuh uh~ Those potties are for big girls. Your bathroom is right there around your legs - nice, thick, and comfy.” I pinched the back of his onesie, holding him back from the toilet with ease. - “NO! NO, LET ME GO!” David reached towards the toilet, within mere feet of him, kicking and trying to escape my hold on the back of his dress, wanting anything but to actually use a baby diaper. “UNHAND ME, BITCH, OR EL- BLRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRT![/i][/color]” - With a bellowing, especially smelly bout of gas, and a loud squishing sound, I had a front-row seat as David was helplessly forced to feel the contents of his bowels begin to dump themselves into the seat of his diaper. - “Uh oh, looks like someone didn’t make it~” - “NONONONONO!” He screamed, grunting as he involuntarily dropped another large load of warm mush into his pink pamper, which very quickly developed a big, brown stain in the back. It bulged out as more and more steaming muck slid through his rectum, and he was forced to feel the entire, poopy mess smeared across his bum to let him know that this was seriously happening. A few feet away from the toilet, he was helplessly forced to cram his diaper full of ripe, sludgy poop. - Several people also got to watch as Nacia and I forced David to continue dumping more and more poop into his diaper, grunting in attempts to avoid any of it, but the terrible, disgusting smell of a freshly-pooped baby diaper stood out even in the girl’s bathroom. Not to mention, every few seconds, as David was forced to feel another big load of his own excrement cause his brown diaper to lump out even more full than before, his farts and squelching sounds created a cacophony even louder than his screaming. - SPLAAAAAAART! BLOOOOOOOOOOOOORRRT! [/i][/color] - David continued to kick and scream, humiliated as he felt his own sludgy mess rubbing against his bum, and down his legs as his extremely-well-used diaper grew fuller and fuller, but he could do nothing about it until his body decided to stop pooping his diaper. Within minutes, David had gone from a feared, strong jock to a pink-dressed toddler that wasn’t even allowed to use the adult toilet, and could not even remove his own diaper. His strong reputation had been blown to shreds as everybody got to witness him absolutely loading his pamper full of slimy mush, causing the entire full diaper to droop down a few inches from how heavy his load of poop was. - “David’s working that diaper even more than my little brother!” “Pew! That poopy thing could make a skunk pinch its nose!” “Silly baby makes messes that stinky and still thinks she’s potty trained?” - Students all around David laughed, and with each passing moment he tried to hold his bowels, as he had always been able to do, but there was nothing for the former adult to do but continue to poop his diaper like the toddler he had become. - It felt like minutes of David constantly being forced to drop more poop into his pamper, before his bowels finally stopped lurching more mess through his rectum. By then, his diaper was bulged out several inches, indicating a mess much larger, stinkier, and heavier than anything else David had ever made, and he was forced to lug the entire thing around his waist so that everybody could see how helpless he had been to actually use the toilet. - At some point, David felt his bladder burst as well, causing a large, yellow stain to form in the front of his diaper. Nacia and I had not even used magic to make him pee himself. - “Looks like someone needs a grown up to change her out of that yucky pamper.” I pinched my nose in disgust at the awful-smelling thing, as David suffered in his own swampy mess. - “WHAT DID YOU DO TO M- Frrrrt![/i][/color]” With another big fart, he grunted and his diaper bulged out even more, making loud squishing sounds as his poopy mess smears across his bum. It seemed that he was not actually done using his diaper yet. His face was painted with a mix between disgust and embarrassment, clearly wishing he could do anything about the poopy diaper holding his own sludgy muck against him. - “You simply got what you deserved for being such a big, gross bully around school.” Nacia pulled him out into the hallway, causing his diaper to loudly squelch as the large lump of poop continued to ooze through his extremely-well-used pamper. - Though he was wearing a skirt, his messy diaper was on full display to everybody who had followed. It was large enough to almost droop down to his knees and lift up his skirt from behind with its big, brown bulge. The smell was awful enough to reveal the stinky mess from down the hall. - “TURN ME BACK NOW!” - “Hmm… no thanks.” I smirked at him. “After harassing so many girls at school, you deserve this. Perhaps a second childhood, constantly filling and using diapers like the little stinky sissy you are,” I pushed my hand against the seat of his diaper, gently causing his poopy mess to smear and remind him of the degrading, disgusting act he had been forced to do. “...will show you not to be such a dick.” - “Besides - I think that I like you better this way. I’m sure that everyone here can agree.” Nacia smirked. “Don’t worry - I’m sure that somebody will take good care of you and change you… every couple of days.” The former adult’s head was pat. - “NO! I WILL FIGURE OUT A WAY TO UNDO THIS, I FUCKING SWEAR!” He screamed in his babyish voice, before trotting his way towards the exit as fast as his heavy, disgusting diaper would let him. With each step, his poop loudly squelched against him, and he winced, desperately wishing that he could take the padding off of himself. - It was not long before other students picked up the former toddler, holding him like a baby, and took him to the school nursery where he would be forced to live beside actual toddlers. He kicked and swore the entire time, but nobody would listen to him. Nacia and I had a feeling that he would not be changed out of that poopy diaper for a long time, especially if he continues to act like such a little brat. We also knew that this would not be the last time he’d be forced to wear and poop in baby diapers, as our magic had ensured that he would never have enough control over his bowels to actually reach the toilet like a real adult. - “Have fun with your new life, stinky little pamper packer~” Nacia and I pat his padded bum one last time as he was carried off by the other students, giggling the entire time. ----- “Well - we actually did it.” Nacia smiled at me once we were alone, in the girl’s bathroom which still reeked of David’s messed pamper. “In 15 or so years, assuming we don’t come back to shrink him again, he’ll be a much more respectful, though smellier, student of this school.” - “He is…” I muttered. “I just… can’t believe that we really managed to turn things around on him to this extent.” Even though I happily teased David as he whimpered about in his regressed form, I suddenly found myself lost for words. - For many years, ever since this day of high school, I would constantly awake crying in the night thanks to a bad dream about my high school bully telling me to dress like a baby or else I’ll be pummeled. Nacia and I turned down apartments because some of David’s jock friends lived nearby, and to this day we shiver when we see kids in football jerseys. My fear of David had unfortunately become a large part of my life, and it all originally spawned from this moment. Nacia and I originally learned magic as a means of self defense against their antics, thanks to this, even before we realize the potential for actual time travel. - So many restless nights, so much unkickable anxiety, so much anger… and now I had actually cut off the source. David had never shoved me into a locker, and he would not go the rest of high school battering Nacia and I. We would have normal, happy lives finishing up school and moving on to adulthood. - “Thank… the power of New Years, eh?” Nacia giggled nervously, clearly just as deep in thought as I was. “If we ever want, we can time travel back to visit him in the nursery, or whatever foster family can handle with having a child that makes exceptionally full diapers, and tease him again… but for now, we should return to our time.” - While I had grown comfortable in my 16-year-old form, it was true - We could not stay here forever. The power of New Years, which allows us to time travel like this, only maintains its potency until midnight. Even though we had time traveled to a day besides New Years Eve, our ability to travel was still dictated by it. - A brief glance at my watch, which was magically set to display the actual time, showed that it was 11:21 PM. We had roughly 40 minutes to make it back. - “Right, yeah.” I nodded. “The smell of David’s diapers is driving me crazy right now anyway. Let’s create the future portal.” - “Well, technically…” Nacia began. “We are going to be headed even further back in time. It costs a lot less mana to head backwards, and I believe that if we go too far back, it will overflow and send us back to our proper ages.” - “Ah.” I scratched my head. We had not discussed this portion of the plan beforehand, but since Nacia was much better at magic than I was, I assumed that this was safe. “Alright - let’s head back in time.” - “Don’t worry. If something goes wrong, we’ll be able to fix it.” Nacia smiled, waving the staff to open the New Years portal to 17 years prior to this day. - “What’s the worst that could happen?”
Two twins use time travel to go back and humiliate their old high school bully using diaper magic, but knowing that the time travel spell will only work for so long, will they make it back in time or end up stuck as their former selves?
