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Beach baby blues (Ben 10)

Wet pants mean diapers! (Card captors)
beach_baby_blues.txt
Keywords male 935119, female 819012, human 81393, diaper 51155, diapers 14397, messy diaper 2664, diaperboy 1563, age regression 1529, ben 10 224, ben tennyson 103, gwen tennyson 68
Gwen was having a good sleep in her bunk, a rare good sleep since for the past week her and Ben had been at each others throats fighting and pranking each other almost none stop.  the feuding was wearing on everyone, including Grandpa max who had gone out side to sleep last night just to get away from all of it.
Still, Once Ben had FINALLY stopped belching the alphabet and gone to sleep there had been blessed peace and she was soaking in the Z's.Or had been till Ben who had woken up first decided to give her a rude wake up call.
It helped that Gwen slept on her side and so her face was pointed outward as Ben got as close as her dare, Butt almost touching her nose, then sounded his own version of a wake up trumpet with a grunt.
PBBBBBBBTTTTTT!
The force of the fart ACTUALLY ruffled Gwen's hair and her eyes opened wide even as she wrinkled her nose and she sat up in a hurry, hands going to her nose.
"BEN! THAT'S DISGUSTING!" She yelled, gagging from the rotten egg smell.
"Nah, that's funny!" he laughed, then sniffed and waved a hand. "whew,m ok yeah, name that sucker, it's sticking around for awhile! you're gonna smell like fart ALL day!"
"I'M GONNA KILL YOU WITH A HONEST TO GOD SMILE ON MY FACE YOU IMMATURE BRAT!!" Gwen Shouted and  went to jump out of bed with her hands ready to strangle him.
"Whoa whoa whoa, Gwen! Calm down alright..what I did was wrong and not funny..I'm sorry." Ben said, hands out in front of him and slowly coming closer. "We can totally talk this out like mature young ad-" and then Ben put a hand by his butt and farted on it and then put the hand in her face.
"CUP OF CHEESE!" he shouted and dashed into the bathroom, locking the door as Gwen fell back, holding her poor nose.
'I'm gonna strangle him! No, not good enough..I'll cover him in gravy and toss him in the wood! ...still not good enough! there has to be some way to get back at him and sound him he's acting like..like..' Gwen thought, gagging and opening a window in the rust bucket to get some fresh air flowing in and washing her face in the sink since Ben was hogging the can.
A cruel, awful idea came to her, it was in the curse section of the book and would make the punishment fit the crime and she wondered for a second if she was REALLY mad enough to make Ben look like how he was acting.
"Hey fart breath, I 'accidentally' knocked your toothbrush into the can. hope you don't mind!" Ben called.
"Yeah.. he deserves this." Gwen muttered and grabbed her spell book.

By the time Ben felt brave enough to come out of the bathroom, the curse had already been set up and ready to go, Ben just had to ingest it, so on that note Gwen gave him a small smile and nodded to the table where a stack of pancakes were waiting for him.
"...ok whats the catch?" Ben said skeptically.
"No catch Ben, their normal pancakes. Look, that cup of cheese thing was actually..kind of funny." Gwen forced herself to say. "and it's clear you're gonna win the prank war so I just wanna toss up the flag now. I'll even leave you alone when we get to the beach later."
Ben raised a eyebrow and sat down, eyeing the five pancakes and then her and she rolled her eyes and cut off a small piece of then and chewed and swallowed, the middle of the flapjacks were where the curse was sitting.
"Happy?" She asked.
Ben looked thoughtful then nodded.
"Yeah ok, I suppose it makes sense you'd realize your beaten. your smart in so many ways but I'm king of the pranks." Ben said and proceed to go to town on the pancakes, making a mess and making Gwen realize his eating habits weren't gonna change all that much by the time the day was over.
'how did he get some in his HAIR!?'

Gwen had her own non cursed Pancakes and some for gramps when he came in and then it was off to the beach, it wasn't that far of a drive though Ben got in a shower on the way as did Gwen after him.
Ben even seemed to feel bad about dropping her toothbrush in the can and offered to share his with her, but Gwen polity turned it down.
Parking the rust bucket Grandpa max got his own beach gear ready and clearly had plans on just tanning and reading a book.
"Alright Kid, I know the food stands at these beach's can get pricey so I'm giving you each $30. but once it's gone it gone so make it last. you each have a key to the rust bucket if you need to get out of the sun and basically, go have fun." He said, ruffling their hair and walking off.
with Ben in his swim trunks and having a tote bag for towels and the like and Gwen in her swim suite and like wise, the cousins hit the beach and looked it over trying to figure out what to do first.
Oh look, there's a nice little rock formation over there, likely to be a ton of seashells!" Gwen said, trying to sound as boring as possible so Ben wouldn't wanna hang out with her and she could watch her work in action without having to smell him.
"Lammmmme!" Ben said and rolled his eyes.
He was about to suggest they go swimming when he spotted some five year olds making sand castles and oddly, the idea appealed to him.
"Oh! let's make a sand castle! with a moat and lots of towers and-"
"What are you, five?" Gwen asked.
"YOUR FIVE!" Ben huffed, sticking out his bottom lip in a uber pout, clearly not even noticing how juvenile he was sound or acting. "Go play with your stinky shells fart breath!" he added as if it was the greatest insult ever and stomped away,
"..it's like sandblasting a soup cracker." Gwen mused.

The five year olds were naturally shocked at first when a big kid wanted to make sand castles with them, but soon were delighted. they were both shorter then Ben (naturally) and one had a wild head of orange hair and freckles on his face and introduced himself as Trevor, while the other had dirty blond hair in a crew crew and said his name was Lance.
"I'm Ben Tennyson!" Ben said, puffing up his chest like he expected the kids to know who he was despite the fact his superhero career was mostly on the down low.
"Umm.. cool?" the little guys said after a 20 second pause.
"Do you have a Bucket or anything or just gonna use your hands?" Lance asked.
"...ah crud. Knew I forgot something." Ben said face palming and then pointing his index fingers together, giving the younger boys his best pleading look. "Coulddddd we maybe share?"
The little guys exchanged looks, the big boy was acting more like one of them, but then shrugged and nodded.
"Alright, I suppose so. just make sure your sand castle looks AWESOME!" Trevor said and handed over his bucket.
"Oh, it'll be super awesome! Like, 20 times better then either of yours." Ben said, getting a swelled head and smirking, not noticing his bladder starting to fill up rapidly.
"Uh..No need to go all jerk butt about it." Lance said.
"Yeah, if your gonna be a butt, then I want my bucket back." Trevor added.
"Pffft just TRY and take it!" Ben said and stuck out his tongue, plopping his butt filling up the bucket.
"Friggen brat." Lance Mumbled, and tugged Trevor back over to their castle. "C'mon, I'll share with you."
Ben ignored them as he got to work, His tongue hanging out the side of his mouth as he worked on what would be his masterpiece, a work of sand castle art that would go down in the record books.
Or at least that's how it looked in his head, where his brain was rapidly losing it's maturity even as he lost half a inch of height.  In truth Ben's 'grand sandcastle' was just a lump of sand that kept crumbling because it was too dry and Ben's efforts to keep it together wasn't really working.
"..Hey one of you dumb babies give me a shovel!" Ben said, standing up and semi over his 'sand castle', hands on his hips.
"No way!" the boys said in unison, both smirking and looking beyond Ben.
"I said give me one Now or I'll kick your butts so har-" Ben started then heard a deep voice clearing it's throat and turned around looking up at a 6'7, ripped and tanned Life guard. "Er.. Howdy." Ben said meekly.
"Do we have a problem over here?" The Life guard asked, looking down and frowning. "I like to run a nice safe beach were everyone can get along and have NO tolerance for bullies." The lifeguard semi lied.
in truth while he hated bullies on their own, he loved watching bullies get their come upance.
"Nooo Nope Not at all!" Ben squeaked out. "J-Just a little misunderstanding! I-I was about to return this bucket my good friends here lent me!" Ben said, feeling scared and nervous, which was odd to him since he had taken on WAY worse when it came to aliens."R-Right Lance?..Trevor?"
"..." the two little guys exchanged looks, silently debating if they were gonna back Ben up but before the could answer the stress of the situation got to Ben and his full bladder.
there was a hissing noise and Ben's face screwed up as his crotch suddenly felt warm and then his legs, but it wasn't till he looked down he realized why they felt warm.
He was wetting himself!
"A-Ah! No!" Ben yelped, hands going over his crotch as he turned bright read, the little guys snickering and covering their mouths, trying NOT to be rude because they'd been raised right.
"...Son you do know that we have strict rules about how little boys and girls who AREN'T potty trained need to be diapered right? can't have you using the beach like it's a litter box." The life guard said, a condescending tone in his voice as he took Ben's hand.
"W-Wait no! I don't normally..I just!..You scared me!" Ben whined and whimpered, trying to stop himself being pulled along but all that happened as his heel made trails in the sand.
tears were welling up in his eyes and he was whining and having a fit, which of course only drew MORE attention to them but before they got too fair Lance spoke up.
"Excuse me, Mister life guard?" He said, giving Ben a glimmer of hope the little dude was gonna speak on his defense.
"Yes?"
"You forgot Ben's tote bag." Lance said and held it up as Trevor took back his pail, holding it with two fingers and holding his nose, and heading to the water to wash it just in case.
"Oh Thanks little guy."

One trip to a changing room (Usually mean for swim suits but taking on a whole new meaning for Ben) And Mr. big shot alien hero had a thick white with nursery prints diaper taped around his hips.
the stupid thing was bulky enough he couldn't close his legs and Ben wasn't sure what he was more annoyed about.
The fact he'd been taped in a diaper and had nothing to cover it with since his shorts were soaked..or the fact he'd had to PAY 5 bucks for the stupid diaper or get off the beach!
"Now I'll check on you in a hour..that's how long it'll take for your shorts to dry out..And if your diapers still clean by then we'll chalk it up to a freak accident." The life guard said, helping Ben to his feet. "But I don't wanna see you bullying anyone else, got it mister?"
"..yeah." Ben huffed, sulking and arms crossed looking away and then peering at the door. "Uh...can I just stay in here till my shorts are dried?"
"Sorry, 10 minutes tops rule on changing room use. I would let you but gosh, I'm the one who enforces the rules and if I start ignoring them.." The life guard said with a smile that made it clear he wasn't sorry one little bit.
"Truly, you are a beckon of Justice." Ben snarked, and got turned around and padded butt slapped forcing him out of the changing room for his trouble. "..I've gotta learn to start watching my mouth."

Ben had a moment of hope as he walked back out onto the beach, his diaper crinkling, that maybe no one would notice or be polite enough not to say anything.
He held onto that hope for all of 20 seconds before the first cry of "Look at that kid in the massive diaper!" rang out over the beach.
anyone who wasn't looking all turned and soon a roar of laughter built up from most of the crowd, with a few mothers and fathers trying to scold their kids not to tease, some boys don't mature as fast as others.
Ben himself tried to think of a spin to put on the diapers even as he squirmed and blushed and tried to hide them with his hands, but somehow he doubted anyone would buy that they were just a new European style of swimming trunks.
'Ok, eff this, I'm going back to the rust bucket!' Ben thought and turned to go and get away from the attention..and turned into a group of smaller boys who were being lead by Lance and Trevor.
'Ohhh this isn't going end well.' Ben thought then gulped loudly and put a weak smile on his face. "H-Heyyyy guys...W-what's up?"
"See? I told you that big bully was gonna be in diapers!" Lance said to the group behind him.
"Ha! he's as red as a tomato!" Trevor added.
"Umm.. If I say sorry we maybe can just forgive and forget and all be friends?" Ben tried, not for a second thinking that would work but it was better then his only other option: Trying to out run the brats in the massive huggies.
There was a quiet laugh among the group and a lot of heads shaking no, but then Lance smiled big time and Ben had a bad feeling in his tummy tum.
"Welll I suppose it wouldn't be FAIR to pick on a big dumb baby.. That IS what you are right Ben?" Lance asked. "of course if your a big boy who just happens to be in diapers we'll have to torment you till you're crying and begging for mommy."
".." Ben quickly weighed his options and while he knew he should fight back, or argue, he was feeling really intimidated and his bottom lip was quivering, even as he shrunk a little bit, not enough to be noticeable to the group, at least not yet. "I-I'm a big dumb baby. Please don't kick my butt!"
The group laughed BIG time and Ben oddly found himself wanting to suck on his thumb, the bad feeling in his tummy getting worse.
"Man, I thought he was red before!" One boy said.
"Hmm, maybe he's getting a sun burn! we better get something cool in the babies system!" Trevor said. "Does baby Ben want a snow cone? our treat."
Of course as Trevor said that, one of the kids had taken Ben's tote back and had fished out his money from gramp's.
"U-Um Yes Please..but..Please put that money back!" Ben said, letting Lance take his hand and start to lead him to the snow cone stand.
"Oh? Why little guy?" Trevor asked.
"I..I need it in case.." And Ben tried to think of a good reason that would keep him from getting robbed. "In case I need a new diapie! these are five bucks a pop!" Ben said, proud of how clever he was for a split second, then realized he basically flat out said he needed the diapers/was planing on using the one he was in.
Naturally the kids ALL laughed and snickered.
"Oh, that's a good point BABY Ben. Don't worry, we'll just use the five dollar bill and make sure you'll have enough for four diapie changes." Lance snickered.
"But we'll still hold onto your money. a big dumb BABY like you can't be trusted with cash. Aren't you lucky that you have us to look out for you?" Trevor added.
Ben whined loudly and went to argue but instead a loud but muffled poot came out and the kids broke into fresh laughter and held their noses.
"Sheesh I think he's gonna need a diapie change soon!" Trevor snickered.
"NUH-UH! I DUN POOP MYSELF!!" Ben huffed and whined, stopping and stomping a foot, losing more height and actually loosing a year, not that it showed too much at the moment.
"Somebodies grumpy." Lance snickered and just tugged Ben along, almost making the big baby trip as he stumbled to follow, getting Ben to the  snow cone stand.
"I bet I know what's wrong!" Trevor said as he ordered a large snow cone, then came up behind Ben. "Baby's got diaper rash and needs something cold on his buns!"
Before Ben could react, the back of his diaper was tugged back and the snow cone was dumped into the back of his diaper, Making him shriek like a little girl.
Letting the back of the diapers go the group laughed and giggled as Ben ran around in a circle, hands on the back of his diapered butt, crying and then plopping down on his butt into the warm sand and dragging his pamper butt on the sand in a effort to melt the snow cone faster.
"C-Cold! mah bun's are f-freezing!" Ben wailed, shrinking down to 8 and a half, then down to seven, getting up and his diaper hanging a little loosely but everyone just assumed that was from him dragging his butt on the sand.
The life guard was coming over and Ben, with his hands on the sides of his diaper looked to him, tears in his eyes and pointing at the boys.
"Mister lifeguard! you hafa help me! their picking on me!!" Ben whined.
"Actually I just came over to see what all the fuss was about." the Life guard said and then looked over Ben's diaper, frowning a little.he could of sworn the kid was taller before but then again it could just be the saggy diaper making him look smaller.
"Oh, Little Ben here was complaining about his bun's being too hot, so we helped him out." Lance lied.
"Well, that seems nice. Ben did you think the nice boys for helping you out?" the Lifeguard asked.
"W-What!? But th-" Ben went to complain when a cramp hit him and he hunched over.
it was the type of cramp he was very well familiar with, and it normally gave him at least 10-20 seconds to find a potty. this time however, it had no such time between the cramp and the result this time and before Ben could even say anything, his back door opened up and he unleashed hell into the seat of the drooping diaper.
"Is he.." One boys asked, jaw dropping.
"He totally is! Gross!" Laughed a second boy, holding his nose.
"Wow! what a baby!" Trevor giggled, then gagged as the smell reached him.
Ben's body just shock as he went into a power squat, feeling like half of his body weight was leaving him and having to grab onto the sides of the diaper to keep it from coming off as it threaten to sag too much.
"Wow Ben..I guess this proves you did need that diaper after all!" the life guard said and got a chuckle. "Might as well finish up and then I'll change you.
Ben huffed and whined, but could only nod his head as he finished up the dirty deed.

One changing room diaper change later, and anther five bucks Ben was greeted by the boys as he came out, they wanted to make it up to the big baby by letting him come and play with them.
Anyone with half a brain would of seen though the life, but Ben who had gotten younger and smaller just grinned like a fool and nodded, happy and eager to play and now barely bigger then the five year olds.
something about that fact was bugging Ben, but as he saw the color and cool beach toys some of the kids had he pushed it out of his mind, playing with a Bat sub and losing track of where he was as he moved it around in the air as the other boys giggled and chuckled.
"Hey Benny! watch out, I don't think that diaper is water proof!" Lance called out.
Ben was snapped out of his game and looked down, he was shin deep in the water and with the bulky diaper almost coming down to his knees, it was a good thing his new bestest bud had warned him!
He was about to say as much when he happened to glance over his shoulder and spotted a shark fin heading strait for him!
instantly the front of the diaper was soaked and Ben let out a girlish scream of terror, losing anther inch or so and as he went to turn and run away, he tipped and fell backwards into the water.
 the diaper swelled even more as the ocean filled it but then out of the water jumped Trevor, who had been wearing the shark fin with a loud "RAWR!" and Ben filled the diaper even more in the back, bubbles rising out of the water as somehow he had more in him to push out..his eyes rolled back in his head and almost foaming at the mouth basically out of it from terror.
"Hahaha Got you Ben!...Ben?...Eww are you pooping again? ...Bennnn?" Trevor asked, holding his nose and shaking Ben, then gulping. "U-Uh guys! I think I broke him!"

Gwen had gotten quite the collection of seashells as well as semi kept a eye on Ben during his beach adventure, but as she headed towards the snack stand she saw a commotion as the Life guard dragged a little boy in a massive diaper out of the water.
'oh shit, don't tell me the little dweeb went and drowned!!' she thought, getting worried and rushing over.
Once she got close enough she could tell Ben hadn't of gone to the big crib in the sky, though his smell was making the concerned onlookers back away.. she could hear him repeatedly muttering the phase 'Shark' over and over again.
'Ok..he's clearly had enough. if I was a kind and loving person, I would call this off now and let him come back to the rust bucket and undo all of this.' Gwen thought to herself.
Instead she used two spells, one which broke Ben out of his shock faster and anther which filled him back up.
'yeah.. good witch of the north I am not.' she thought with a smirk, taking the time to set up a few little magic traps on the path to the rust bucket that would only work on Ben.

Ben went from being so scared he couldn't think of anything but his fear to being aware that he was currently on his back, on the beach, a load of people around and he was in the middle of a diaper change.
"H-hey! what happened to privacy!" Ben yelped out, about to go and cover his private's when his hands were grabbed by two of the formally younger boys, keeping him from interfering.
Formerly because during his attack Ben had shrunk and de-aged more and was now a solid five years old.
"Sorry little guy, your diaper was just too destroyed to risk taking you to the changing room." the life guard said, sliding TWO diapers under Ben's tush this time since the kid was apparently ALL bowels. "oh the plus side, consider these diapers paid for..Trevor's parents are less then pleased with his little stunt."
Ben groaned and whined, while it was nice he wasn't paying for the stupid huggies he'd of been willing to if it was just ONE of the friggen things.
"Ok Lyle and Kyle..you can let go of him now..You two totally earned those Junior life guard badges." the life guard said and Ben sat up, see indeed two of the boys had the cheap plastic looking things on their shirt shorts.
"Sell outs." Ben huffed then spotted Gwen. "Gwen!"
he reached out,holding out his arms and looking happy to see her as the life guard looked over.
"You know this little guy miss?" He asked.
"heh, yeah. the little stinker is my cousin. Benny, I told you to stick close to me! I've been looking all over for you!" Gwen said, coming over and wagging a finger at Ben, for the benefit of the crowd while Ben got a confused look on his face.
"What are you talking about?" he asked, and scrambled up to his feet..coming up to her midsection.
"Woah! when did you get so tall!?!" He asked, letting out a poot in shock.
the poot mostly got the rest of the crowd to leave, since Ben was now (in)famous for his diaper loading and Gwen just smiled down.
"what are you talking about LITTLE guy. you've always been a shorty." She said smugly.
Ben's brow furrowed and he tiled his head. "well, you've always been a little taller..but nothing like this! We're both 10 so you musta fallen in a amazon pool or something!" Ben said, shifting from side to side, the puzzle of the height difference distracting him from realizing he had to go potty.
"heh, that's ONE idea yeah.. have you considered maybe -I- havn't gotten taller at all.. but you've just gotten smaller?" She asked, kneeling down and looking eyes with him. "Or maybe even de-aged?"
"..What? Nooo! I would totally." Fart. Know if" double fart. "I was younger!" Ben huffed, crossing his arms and shaking his head.
"Would you?" Gwen challenged and reached in her tote back, taking out a compact mirror and letting Ben see his reflection.
Ben's eyes went wide as saucers and his jaw dropped at the five year old face that looked back at him, he even had that gap in his teeth he'd had for a few months because he had knocked out a tooth before it was ready to be replaced for tooth fairy money!
"A-Ah! Gwen! you hafa help me! this hasa be the work of Hex! or Charm caster! or some new meanie butt alien dingus!" Ben said, farting up a storm and waving his arms around in a panic.
"Or, and heard me out on this: maybe it was just something you ate." Gwen said and stood up, making sure everyone was far enough away now, and turning around so he butt was by his face ripped a good one that could easily be explained as coming from Ben right in his face. "Paybacks a bitch and so am I."
Ben gagged on the fart and out his hands over his nose, a cry of 'stinky' coming out then the full weight of what she said hit him.
"...This was all you! all of the diapers, the getting all small, you did this with pancakes!" He said and pointed a finger at her with one hand, the other holding his nose.
"Awww, Guilty as charged. but I'll be nice. there IS a way to undo all of this. my spell book is in the rust bucket and opened to the page needed to undo the curse and return you to normal." Gwen said, then looked at her water proof watch.
"The curse will be permanent in 5 minutes, but the rust bucket is JUST over there.." She said and pointed, and as if she was being a fair sport about it fished out his key to it from his tote bag and tossed it to him. "I'm sure even with your MASSIVE huggies on you can make it.." She said, and started to walk for the rust bucket. "of course if -I- get there first I'll just close the book and you'll be left helpless and stuck as a permanent five year old..better hurry."
her words fueled Ben and he went to fiddle with the omiatrix and go XLer8 but then pictured the watch failing him and evening up as Grey matter and totally dooming himself.
'...I don't care if I AM five and in double diapers! I'm faster then her!' Ben thought and dropped into a runners starting position then sprinted off..getting all of 6 steps before tripping and going face first into the sand.
"Geez..Maybe I'll just stand here and watch the show." Gwen called, halfway to the rust bucket.
pushing himself up from the sand and spitting out a mouthful of it, Ben decided not to engage in a war of insults though he was sure calling her a doo doo head would of reduced her to tears.
'eye's on the prize!'

Gwen had to admit as she watched Ben go, when he set his mind to something he was impressive. it was just too bad for him that even after quickly figuring out he could crawl faster then he could run that the game was still stacked against him.
It was only dumb luck he'd avoided 3 of the traps she'd set, but luck wasn't on his side the fourth time and he found himself frozen in place as the trap, combined with all the 'fuel' in his guts, had Benny stuck in place as he farted and crapped himself again, baseball size lumps coming out of his now.
"Geez Ben, I don't think this is REALLY the best time to be making poopie." Gwen called, leaning against the door to the rust bucket.
the race was all but over but she wanted to watch her magic go to work. Of course she'd also made the traps so they would reinforce the diapers, the last thing she wanted was the little manure pile leaking everywhere.
"S-Shut up!" Ben cried and then was grunting and pushing, not fighting it or letting it just happen like before, finishing up fast and getting a stupid big grin on his face as he could crawl again.
'..that's the proudest I've ever seen someone look for pooping their huggies.' Gwen mused. "Tick tock smelly butt! you've got.." and she looked at her watch. "oh my, that's not a lot of time!"
Ben yelped and crawled as fast as he could, avoiding the rest of her traps and Ben was a good sport and held the door open for Ben as he crawled up into the rust bucket, taking the chance to refill his belly.
He rushed over to the book, and Gwen had even circled what he needed to say and he gave her a big smirk then read the counter spell out loud.
Only for nothing to happen.
"Oh yeah, I guess I forgot my watch is a few minutes behind. my bad~" Gwen said in a sing song voice.
"But...but.." Ben sniffled, looking at her with tears in his eyes and then he plopped on his stinky butt. "T-That's not fairrrrr! I don't wanna be a little boy stuck in diapers! I wanna poop on the potty!" Ben bawled, both hands coming up and rubbing at his eyes.
"Oh, if That's all you want, I can help with that!" Gwen said and smiled brightly.
"Y-You can?" Ben asked, hiccuping and looking up.
"yeah! I mean, you'll still be in diapers but.." And Gwen picked Ben up wincing at the smell and holding him under the arm pits as she dropped him on the toilet, his massive diaper getting wedge and he was whining and fussing again. "Here, you can 'poop on the potty' all you want!" Gwen crackled and then with a last little magic push Ben was pooping again and she walked out, shutting the bathroom door behind her and leaving him to stew in his own fumes.
"And that..is why you don't wake a witch up with a fart." She said to herself.

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Commission for Beastbear staring his favorite diaper pooping baby XD

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male 935,119, female 819,012, human 81,393, diaper 51,155, diapers 14,397, messy diaper 2,664, diaperboy 1,563, age regression 1,529, ben 10 224, ben tennyson 103, gwen tennyson 68
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