Life back in Bellwood after the summer that Gwen and Ben had had was somewhat boring at time, but while Gwen was good with embracing the boring having had enough craziness to last a life time, Ben was restless.
This lead to prank after prank and abusing his alien powers(but never enough to get him full on busted, though Gwen and Gramps knew what he was up to) and lead Gwen to feeling like Ben needed to be taken down a peg but knowing it would have to involve some crazy magic and she just didn't have it in her to arse with it.
But fate has a way of making things happen even if you weren't trying to sometimes and Gwen would learn this hours after having some harmless fun.
it started with the cousins going to the mall together, originally told to stick together by they're parents the pair had had enough of each others company and split up almost right away after being dropped off. They didn't even really need the ride, it was in walking distance but Ben had become a tad bit lazy and had begged and whined for said ride despite the fact the doofus was likely gonna walk more around the mall then he would of going TO the mall.
In any case Ben headed for the arcade while Gwen looked over the new niche shops that popped up from time to time and was surprised to see a magic based one had opened up called the witches lair.
'Heh, Now how much of this is REAL magic and how much of it is bull?' Gwen wondered, walking inside.
the lights were dimmed and the wall's painted a base black with silver spider webs added for decor, and the shelf's were stacked with what Gwen expected more or less, bull crap passing itself off as real magic.
Still she was polite and made small talk with a couple of goth wanna be witches who were going on about how they were reincarnation's of Salem witches and the like and generally was friendly.
'Not every Tennyson under the age of 17 has to be a brat.' She thought with a small smirk and stopped by a voodoo doll collection.
"See anything you like?" Came a voice that was almost, but not quite familiar from behind and Gwen turned around.
it was a girl about her height with blond hair and wearing shades despite the dim light of the shop and a pair of black jeans and a black top. Her name tag identified her as Sabrina but again there was just something about the girl that stuck out in Gwen's mind.
"Oh, just browsing. Uh, you know, if these really work it's be kinda dangerous to sell them." Gwen said, and bite her tongue, she hadn't meant to insult the clerk.
"Heh, not a believer huh?" Sabrina asked, looking amused.
"I uh..I'm sorry I didn't mea-" Gwen started to say, but was cut off.
"it's alright. you're not the first and i doubt you'll be the last. but for the record if those dolls did work, then I would of made sure they could only be used for humiliating things..nothing fatal or likely to land the target in the er. Basically if you go to kill the dolly all of the effects are undone" She said and then with a giggle added. "After all, the resulting lawsuit's would be a nightmare! I might practice black magic but Lawyers are the real evil."
That got a snort and a giggle out Gwen.
"Well what kind of humiliation are you talking about?" Gwen said, oddly interested in it and looking over the selection again..Pausing as she found one doll that was almost a spiting image of Ben!
"Ah, the bratty cousin model.. It can be mod'ed to look more like the intended target but I find that works find as is. and to answer your question, we have a array of outfits and add-on that work in junction with the doll...if you believe in that sort of stuff." Sabrina said and winked. "Belief IS a big part of magic after all."
The more Gwen turned the doll around in her hand, the more she found herself wanting to buy it. Of course it wouldn't really work, she was sure of it but it would be a great way to relive from frustration out on dolly Ben and leave the real one alone.
the doll even had a outfit on like Ben wore, but it was a popular style around kids they're age so she brushed it off.
"yeah.. So what kinda add-on's do you have? and how much for the doll?" Gwen asked.
"well all kinds, I can show you them and you'll have to buy what you want..but since I sense a young witch in the making with you..I'll let you have the doll for free." Sabrina said.
"Can you do that? I don't want you to get fired or anything." Gwen asked.
"oh, don't sweat it. my Uncle owns the shop. he won't fire family."
Ben growled as for the fifth time in a row his selected fighting in the super street mash up 3000 game was tossed around and basically beaten like the red headed step child, much to the delight of the 6 year old controlling the other character.
"How the heck do i keep losing to a toddler!" Ben whined, shifting around a lot as he was already on his third soda and had mentally pledged to not take a bathroom break till this brat was put in his place.
"Well first of all, not a toddler. secondly, if I was this would be even worse.. and finally: your the one who's doing a potty dance. MAYBE go and take a whizz and then come back." the kid suggested.
Ben narrowed his eyes and went to say something smart ass when a older kid tapped Ben on the shoulder.
"Come, stop hogging the machine! other people wanna take a shot at the champ!" the 14 year old said. "Sides, the champ is right, you're gonna piss yourself and the Arcade has a strict rule about that."
"since when!?!" Ben asked, having maybe wet himself once or twice while busy playing games.
"Like, over the summer. some pants wetting dweeb stopped coming and management noticed how much nicer it was in here without the stink of wet pants. if you wet yourself you'll be banned for a month." the older kid said.
Ben huffed and grumbled, and acting like he was doing the world a HUGE favor took off from the arcade, heading for the nearest washroom.On his way to said washroom he spotted Gwen taking off already but just shrugged it off, some people just didn't know how to relax and have a good time and Ben was NOT one of them.
After answering natures call (barley, and boy had he attracted some attention as the last 20 or so steps had been a pee pee dance) Ben retracted to one of the bathroom stalls and mused over how to have some fun.. or more to the point: which alien would let him do that.
'Let's see.. Grey matter could wreak havoc with the machine's but I'd either time out or get squashed trying to make it there.. Upgrade could work if i keep to the ceiling..who ever looks up in a mall?' he mused.
He was about to slam his hand down on the watch when a last second thought occurred to him, a rare flash of brilliance.
'wait.. what if I get Rip jaw or something..the only good source of water around is the toilet..' he thought and wrinkled his nose. 'Yeah ok, calling operation arcade havoc off, at least for now.'
Gwen wasn't shocked no one was home as she got back, her parents had expected her to be out all afternoon but that was ok, she wasn't the most needy person around.
getting up to her bedroom she drew the curtains shut and locked the door, more in case someone did come home and came in as well, again. she didn't for ONE second think the voodoo doll would work, but she also didn't wanna be seen playing with a dolly either, having outgrown such childish things.
dumping the bag out onto her bed she looked over the doll, and mused again his how much it looked like the doofus and gave it a little tickle in the tummy, knowing just how horrible ticklish Ben was, though as she mused how much he would be laughing she didn't notice the receipt for the add-ons she'd gotten slip to the floor, and there fore couldn't of seen the warning at the bottom noting that the doll would 'turn on' for lack of a better term once in the purchasers home.
Ben was waiting in line at the food court to get a Mr. Smoothie when suddenly it felt like his tummy was under a tickle attack! there was no warning or anything, one second he'd been bored and the next he was rolling on the ground laughing, and wiggling around, trying to brush away whatever it was tickling him as people looked on with raised eyebrows.
"ah nooo Stappp!" Ben cried out, flopping around and getting looks of concerned and amusement.
"What a little spaz.." A cheerleader snickered to her friends, getting LOTS of laughs.
"Heh, somebodies been smoking the ganja.." a teenager who had red eyes himself snorted.
"Uhh, you ok kid?" a Security guard on break asked.
As suddenly as the tickling had started it stopped and Ben sat up, wheezing a little and red faced both from how hard he'd been laughing and embarrassment.
"Y-yeah I'm fine..I'll uh..I'll just go." he squeaked out.
Picking himself up the ground Ben walked away as fast as he could, his sides still hurt a little from all the laughter, but he was grateful for one thing: Whatever the hell that had been had happened AFTER he'd taken a leak because he would of totally just made a puddle.
As fun as tickling the doll had been, without hearing Ben's cries for mercy it wasn't as fun and Gwen decided to switch to something else, looking over her options.
she picked up a little fire place air blower, marketed as a fart maker even though you'd put it in the doll's mouth and had her doubts.
"No way, it would just come back out the mouth, right?" She asked herself.
the doll didn't feel like it had a tube running though it as she pressed lightly on it, but hey, she could always try it and see what happened.
Halfway to the coke machine just outside of one of the entrance, Ben was hit with a terrible tummy cramp and hunched over, grabbing his guts.
"Owww, Now what!?" he asked in a whiny voice, getting again some looks.
The cramp like the tickles didn't last long however and Ben again just shrugged it of, figuring it was some sorta stupid side effect of the watch. why it wouldn't of happened till now was harder to explain but Ben wasn't really a detail kinda guy.
Sliding his change into the machine and making his choice, Ben froze as he went to bend down to snag his coke as he had the oddest sense of big mouth being stuffed for a couple of second, but then a loud and almost PAINFUL poot erupted out his backside.
"Whoa, nice one!" a Kid behind him called out as Ben's blush came back with a vengeance. He stood up and turned his head to see a smirking 8 year old giving him a thumbs up and went to say something but his mouth was stuffed gain, and then anther thunder poot came out, tears welling up in Ben's eyes from the force of it and from the smell that was coming out.
"Dang! that was even better!" giggled the kid, keeping his distance as he called out. "Go for the hat trick!"
Ben if he could of, would of commented he had no interest in a hat trick, his vision was getting blurry from the stink but alas, his mouth was stuffed and not one, but a trifecta of poots erupted out of his poor back side, getting wet and he had a feeling he was going to be getting in trouble for ruining anther pair of undies with skid marks.
"Hahaha wow! your a champ! that's so co-" the boy was laughing but then the winds shifted and he got a full whiff of Ben's stink and covered his nose, running off and crying for his mommy.
"ok just how the hell does this work?!" Gwen asked out loud, she had been pushing the air in over and over and indeed, the doll was tooting up a storm though thankfully with know of Ben's usual stink.
Gwen was almost tempted to cut it open and see, but the chances she'd get anther freebie were next to nothing and it wasn't going to be one of the great mysteries in life that kept her up at night.
"well mini doofus.. I guess that's enough fun and games, time to get you dressed just like Ben should be." Gwen chuckled, as if the doll could hear her. Going the extra mile and feeling silly for doing so she added. "And I don't wanna hear ANY lip or i'll spank that bubble butt of yours!"
waging her finger at the dolly she could almost hear Ben whimpering for 'no spankies' in her head, just like he had done when Gramps had threatened to spank him after a laxative prank during the summer.
"I suppose the only question is.. how many dolly diapers do i wanna put on the big baby doofus~" Gwen cackled, looking over the bulky and thick (well at least for the scale the doll was on) huggies.
Ben had made his way back into the mall, triple time with his drink and did his best to ignore the looks and snicker that followed him with his scenes he had been putting on.
He needed to check the damage after that barrage of farts and if possible, wash out his undies. He was 3 strikes away from ruining a pair of undies till his mother would start making him wear washable training undies, a bluff he hadn't believed till she had shown him a pair with cute dino prints on it.
Of course if he had known what was about to happen, there was a fair chance Ben would of accepted the training undies with a honest to god smile on his face.
In a bathroom stall and his pants on a coat hook, Ben slid his undies off and groaned at the brown skids that painted the back of them, he had basically been all of one more series of poots away from fudging his pants.
'But I didn't..Only little BABIES crap themselves!' he thought to himself, trying to cheer himself up.
the thought made him smile until suddenly his pants and the undies vanish from in front of him and in his hands.
"Uh..what?" he asked dumbly.
He didn't have time to try and process that or wonder how he was going to get home with just a t-shirt and socks and sneakers on however as just as suddenly the pants and undies vanished, a thick white with nursery print diaper poofed around his hips.
the suddenly bulk forced his legs apart and for a second his balance was gone, if he hadn't of been about to grip onto the coat hook and catch himself there was every chance he would of plopped his newly pampered butt onto the potty!
"What the fuck..what the fuck! What.The.Fuck!?!" Ben said, looking down and face flushing red as he poked the front of the babyish garment. "Why the FUCK am I in a diaper!?!"
Ben hadn't of expected a answer, not really... but in a way he got a semi reply as a second diaper joined the first and Ben had to twist his body to avoid planting his butt in the potty, mental images of being stuck there and having to cry for help flooding his mind.
ironically, this only made things worst as he instead ended up dunking his head in the toilet bowl (the water was thankfully clean at least) and as he scrambled to pull himself up, his hand brushed on the sensitive handle and he ended up flushing the toilet with his head in there..giving himself a swirly.
getting up on his knees, double diapers and hair and face wet with toilet water, Ben had a look on his face that just told anyone who could of seen it just how done with today he was.
'..when they're writing legends about me in the future..they better leave this part out.' he thought dryly.
Gwen was torn as she looked at the Benny dolly. two diapers were cute, but three or four would be better. BUT she also had the cutest pair of locking plastic pants and just looking at them she knew it was going to be a chore to get them over the double diapers.
"Hmm 4 thick diapies or two and light blue plastic pants.. the struggle is real." Gwen said to herself and snickered.
well, if the 'baby food' that she'd been sold worked like the fart marker, the dolly diapers wouldn't be good for much anyways and she only had 10 of them.
"Alright baby Ben, I'm gonna put these on you to make sure a naughty widdle baby doofus doesn't try and remove his huggies. No whining or I WILL get the rumba panties next time.. being a helpless diaper boy is a PRIVILEGE, not a right!" she said and then started to work the plastic pants up, her tongue hanging out from the effort.
Trying to figure out what to do, Ben weighed his options. he could just waddle out of here and just accept the laughter and teasing that would come with the diapers, but then his twig and berries and bun's wouldn't be on display.
Or he could show off the good so to speak, but that could be just explained as someone stole his pants and stuff. heck, a cop might even stop him and give him a ride..and HEY! then no stained undies for mom to see!
Just as these thoughts raced though his head and Ben went to reach down and undo the diapers, a pair of light blue plastic pants appeared over them with a chain around the waist and a a lock that clicked shut right away.
Ben just looked down, eyes wide and then his left one twitching.
"OH COME ON! WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE!?! HAVEN'T I SUFFERED ENOUGH!" he ranted to no one, though his rant WAS met with a response of three quick knocks and then a older man's voice.
"Ah..everything ok in there? we've been getting some complaints.."
"I-I'm fine!" Ben squeaked out, hands going to the front of the huggies even though the door was in the way. "Nooo reason to come in, not at all! Hahahaha!"
Naturally his tone and what he said only made what he was doing in their MORE suspect and the voice turned gruff.
"Young man, you come out of there right this instant or else!" the voice demanded.
Ben naturally didn't wanna be brought out in all his baby glory and turned to the watch for a quick escape. Worse cause the diapers would follow whatever alien form he took but at least then no one would know it was him.
Quickly selecting XCLER8 he brought his hand up and..
Gwen noticed that the dolly had a funny looking watch on it's arm, right where Ben had the Omimatrix. of course it just looked like a actual time piece but still, in the mood to go all in with her dolly play she took on a scolding tone once again.
"and don't even THINK about going alien mister man!" she said, and slid the watch off, putting it with the rest of the clothes.
"you're going to stay a big baby human till mommy Gwen lets you grow up!"
And the fucking watch vanished and all Ben did was slap his now bare wrist.
'...Of course. why WOULD I have a way out? clearly I've ticked off some higher power and it's my fate to suffer!' Ben fumed. 'At least I can just hide out in here all day.'
That thought was broken as clearly whoever the mall personal was, they had a tool for unlocking the stalls from the outside and the door was forced open.
"Alright little man, what...pffft..going on in here?" Asked a tall well build blond man, in his late twenties and grinning ear to ear.
"I uh.. well see.. There was.." Ben babbled, going as crimson as ever and feeling weak in his legs.
a small part of him wondered if there was steam rising from his head from how hot his face felt since his hair was still wet.
"Let me guess..your one of those dorks who like to waddle around in public and get laughed at right? We've had a few of you latly.." the man said.
"W-what? Nooo!" Ben protested.
"Uh-huh..so you just HAPPEN to be in thick diapers, locking plastic pants and dripping with toilet water because this is a normal every day for you?" The man asked, folding his arms over his chest.
"I..just..I think it was magic an-"
"Righttt Magic. well look, I would normally just call your parents or the cops.. but you're still just a young kid and I think it'll be best if I burn you out on this humiliation kick of your. Much like the old punishment of making a kid smoke a carton of smokes if caught smoking, I'm going to give you all the big baby humiliation you could ask for. when I'm don't you'll never wanna flash your diapers off in public."
"..You know I think I'd prefer it if you called my parents...Mister.." Ben whimpered, feeling a spurt of pee going into the front of the diapers and tears welling up in his eyes.
"you can call me trey. and we can do that..but my office is on the other side of the mall. get to stepping crinkles." Trey said and smirked, holding out his hand for Ben to take.
"This day can NOT get any worse!" Ben sniffled and then took trey's hand and waddled for the door.
"huh..that's weird.. the dolly wet a little but I didn't give it any pee juice.." Gwen said, poking the front of the diaper a few times and feeling the squish. "eh, whatever. time to make make dolly Ben fill those pampers!" she cackled and picked up the container of dolly poo poo maker.
"Let's see, use enclosed spoon and only use one spoon full of powder mixed with 5 droplets of water for best and easiest clean up effect." Gwen read and then got a cheshires grin.
Never one to mind doing a clean up and the stuff did promise it wouldn't actually smell like crap, she mixed up a triple dose of the stuff and got as much as she could into the baby feeder (A eyedropper) though she noted it was gonna take at least anther two shots as the feeder was only big enough for the intended dose at a time.
"Bottoms up dolly!" Gwen cackled, and got the dropper in the dolls mouth and pressed down to feed the big baby.
the looks and stares that Ben got as he was marched out of the bathrooms was bad enough, but then the laughter and teasing followed up and he was almost blinded as countless flashes from cell phones went off, he could just semi cover his face with his free arm as trey kept a firm hold on his other hand.
"M-Make them stop!" Ben whimpered and pleaded.
"Awww, is the widdle baby not liking the attention?" trey said in a loud voice. "Everyone, this big baby who gave himself a swirly and made sure this is ALL he had to wear wants you to stop taking his picture."
Somehow this didn't have the effect Ben was hoping for and it only got worse as a cry came out from the crowd.
"Holy Heck, I know that baby butt! That's Ben Tennyson! he's in my math class!"
Ben whirled to try and see who had outed his name but the crowd was just too thick and he whimpered and whined, opening his mouth to yell at everyone to stop when just like when he'd ended up farting..his mouth felt full.
it didn't feel like the last time as he would of sworn something thick and gooey was forced down his thought but whatever it was, as soon as the feeding portion was over it was time for the main event.
expecting just more farts Ben's eyes went super wide as his guts gurgled then all hell broke loose in the back of the diaper, softball sized lumps forcing their way out of his poor back door and the the diapers starting to get lumpy and bloat out as he hunched over.
if the site and SMELL coming off of Ben at this moment hadn't of been enough to cue in the crowd who had gone silent to watch the show in amusement, what he cried out next made it clear.
"I'M GOING POOPIE IN MY DIAPIES!"
The crowd erupted in laughter and Trey let go of Ben's hand to back away, being in the blast zone had his eyes watering and he was grabbing his nose.
"Jesus Christ kid, what did you eat!? Roadkill skunk!?!" Trey gagged.
the diapered were getting heavy now and Ben was bawling like crazy, tears streaming down his cheeks and the only point of comfort was that the Crowd backed away from the stink zone he was creating.
Finally though, after what felt like hours but was really just maybe 2 minutes, the pooping stopped and Ben's diapers had expanded to hold the filth, which was basically even where.
'At..at least it's over..' Ben thought miserably, though a little voice in the back of his head chimed in. 'Yeah, we've thought that how many times now? keep tempting fate.'
as the voice finished up Ben started a fresh wave of tears as it felt like somebody was mushing and patting the seat of his diaper, even though no one would of dared get that close.
"Holy crud, look at that!" Gwen said, patting and squishing the back of the diaper. "this stuff works super well! Man..I'm almost scared to give the dolly anther dose."
she paused and thought about at least changing the diapers first, no sense in getting a mess everywhere right?
Spotting a Bowl she'd left in her room after having some chips in it, she was glad she had been lazy for a change and grabbing the bowl, set the baby dolly in it and refilled the feeder.
"Now baby Ben, I know you think you just made a good present, but Mommy thinks you can do better~" Gwen snickered and then dropped the feeder in and squeezed.
The shakes in his legs were getting better and Ben turned to Trey, Beyond caring that everyone could see the load in the back of his diapers and went to ask if they could just call his parents now,.
He was even gonna toss in a pretty please with sugar on top but that's when his mouth felt full again and his eyes shut tight.
'No! No no no no no! Not again!!' he mentally pleaded with whatever cruel god was doing this to him.
the knowledge that this wasn't a god, or even on purpose would of deflated Ben even more but those were thoughts for anther time, right now he felt himself filled up and waited for the 'magic' to start.
It wasn't softball sized loads this time, apparently whatever was making him a S class pamper packer needed something in his system ahead of time to work with, so it was waves of hot mush that came out, making the diapers sag more and hang heavily, deforming to the point it looked more like Ben had taped a body pillow around his hips then actual diapers.
the plastic pants WERE showing signs of stain though as he finished up and Ben fell to his hands and knees, Literally too pooped to stand.
if there was one saving grace in all of this, it was that the smell didn't get any worse and now some of the crowd was looking on in concern.
"I..I'd like to go home now please." Ben mewed. "Failing at that.. a diaper change."
Morbid curiosity filled Gwen as she looked at how totaled the diapers were, and yet they STILL hadn't given up the fight. she just HAD to see if they could take a third pounding, the junior scientist in herself wouldn't let her stop now.
"Man, if this really DID work, that diaper would feel SO gross and smell SO bad!" Gwen laughed and then tapped her chin.
there really was no way it would be fair to do a third test to see if the diapers would leak because they were sagging SO bad they were more likely to fall off even with the plastic pants locked. She needed to even the score somehow and then snapped her fingers as the solution came to her, going and getting a diaper shirt (or a onesise as others called it).
it was cream white with a black stripe down the middle much like Ben's favorite shirt.
it snapped up in the back and had a little lock too, but Gwen wasn't going to bother with that since this was just for the sake of seeing how much the diapers could take.
"Making a dolly poo to better mankind's understanding of dolly messing. I'm ahead of my time." She giggled, feeling silly as she stripped the shirt off of the dolly and with A LOT of work got the diaper shirt on the dolly, the diapers comically hanging out the sides and she got the last of the num num's ready.
The fumes coming off of Ben at this point were almost creating a visible haze and the crowd, while still teasing and laughing had backed off for the most part.
Try had left to go and get a cell phone for Ben to call his parents and to pick up something else, though he wouldn't say what at the time.. but as he came back he got laughs and giggles and Ben groaned and rolled his eyes.
Trey had stopped at a sporting goods store and gotten a oxygen tank for scuba diving and was breathing though that as he got close, wearing goggles too.
"It's not THAT bad!" Ben shouted and whined, though the fact he was rooted in place by the bulk of his own diaper bulk and couldn't even get to his feet would suggest otherwise.
cries of 'yes it is!' came from the crowd and Ben just huffed, reaching out for the cell phone when suddenly his shirt vanished, to the shock and confusion of the crowd.
"Ah crap NOW what!?!" Ben cried out and the answer was given seconds later as a Onesie replaced the t-shirt, smushing the diaper mess and making Ben make a grossed out face as the feeling his muck butt being squished wasn't exactly a pleasant one.
the mouth guard that trey had been using to breath though dropped out of his mouth in shock and his eyes went wide.
"Holy shit! the little pants pooper was right!! it IS magic!" He cried out, then gagged on the smell and dashed out of the stink zone, the cell phone landing on the ground JUST out of Ben's reach.
'I can crawl that far..even with this huge stinky diaper behind me!' Ben thought to himself. 'I'll call Gwen, she can come here and do her weird magic thingie and it'll be all good!'
filled with the last shred of hope, Ben slowly started to pull himself toward the cell phone, every bit of gained ground taking every bit of power his poor worn out body could muster, but as long as he didn't go poopie again he was in the clear!
'Yeahhh remember what we said about tempting fate?' the voice in his head from early asked. 'One load of super boy fudge coming up.'
the feeling of his mouth being stuffed took over again and Ben whimpered, shutting his eyes and tears rolling down his cheeks, knowing what was next.
As his Onsie ballooned out to a stupid big size Ben's mind just went blank and he started laughing, over and over totally and completely gone.
a crack appeared on the dolly's forehead and Gwen wondered what that was all about, but shrugged it off. the diapers had finally leaked but she just left the dolly in the bowl to clear later.
the whole thing had run it's course and she decided to go and catch some TV. unlike Ben she preferred to watch the news and since they were back home tried to catch the local news whenever she could.
Plopping on the couch she turned the tv on and saw that there was some sort of breaking news story at the mall and groaned.
"Please tell me Ben didn't go alien and scare people." she groaned out loud, turning up the volume.
"we're not yet clear on all the details, but what we do know is that the random flashes of magic seen this past summer across the country, usually attributed to the villains known as Hex and Charmcaster, have been somewhat confirmed in the mall, with a local boy a victim of it. Live on the scene, we go to Johnny Ray. Johnny?"
"...Ohhh No. Ohhhh nooo.." Gwen said, having a BAD feeling in the pit of her tummy.
"Thank you Steven, well folks, Saturdays at the mall are suppose to be a time of fun and relaxation for the youth of bellwood, but for one Ben Tennyson, it's been anything but." A mind 20's tanned man with bright blond hair was saying. "Mr. Tennyson was a victim of some sort of diaper curse, and while we can't get too close because of the smell, as you can see he's been forced to unless a ungodly amount of waste and witnesses confirm that his outfit changed on it's own."
the camera cut away and there was Ben, eyes glazed over and a dopey smile on his face..dressed just like Gwen's voodoo dolly.
Around Ben were a few men in hazmat suits and one of them was shining a light in Ben's eyes, clearly trying to see how lucid the boy was.
"Oh shit! Fuck fuck fuck fuck!" Gwen cried out, dashing back upstairs and going to the dolly."Ok.. ok ok ok ok ok..you can fix this.. "
That's what Gwen said, but she wasn't so sure.. she could at least change Ben's outfit but as far as fixing his mind.. well..
"One problem at a time!" she said, and now knowing the dolly really carried on effect, handled it with care, getting it slowly out of the poopie diapers and cleaned up and back into big boy clothes. as she worked she had her tablet playing the news coverage and the crowd and newscasters were shocked to see Ben's clothes change back to normal, though even once he was back in his trademark outfit, sans the watch as she wanted his brain working right before trusting him with it, Ben just sat on his butt and sucked on his thumb.
"Shitttt! there has to be SOME way of undoing all of this! well, at least the trauma!" Gwen said and lighting pounded her forehead with a fist. "Think Gwen think!"
as she thought back to the convo with the girl in the shop, who she was NOW convinced had been Charm caster, she recalled the comment about how trying to do anything fatal to the dolly would undo all the damage.
"..of course you're counting on the fact she was telling the truth..." Gwen said to herself. Biting her lip and looking at Ben as he was being escorted away by some EMT's she knew she had to do something, and grabbing the knife from a model kit she had she brought it down on the chest of the Ben dolly.
Ben sat up in bed, gasping and panting. it was dark out and he was in his own room, and as he looked around he saw on the alarm clock/calendar thingie Gwen's parents had gotten him it was Friday night, but only for anther five minutes before it would of been the Saturday he had just experienced.
Or had he really experienced that? he oddly could remember all of it but also some parts where he'd been.. Gwen?
shaking slightly and tossing the covers back, Ben was pleased to see that all he had on was a night shirt and his normal goodnight for his bed wetting.
"heh..hehehe..it was all just some super real nightmare!" Ben giggled, and chuckled lots as he shook his head. "Oh man.. Don't think I'll be able to go to the mall for awhile though..but geez.. no more sushi pizza rolls for me before bed." he giggled, getting up out of bed.
His goodnight was soaked and sagged, but hey.. after a nightmare like his that was to be expected and it was only filled with pee so Ben was laughing. snagging a fresh one out of the pack under his bed and feeling the need to go again, Ben semi waddled his way out the door and towards the bathroom. Normally he would of been complaining about how weird and awful it felt to walk in a super soaked goodnight but now? Pinch of piss compared to the diaper waddling from his dream.
tossing the clean goodnight on the bathroom counter, Ben was whistling slowly and had his eyes closed as the bathroom lights seemed brighter then ever.
"Must be new bulbs.." he commented.
Not wanting to get in trouble for getting pee everywhere, Ben slid his thumbs in the sides of the soaked goodnight and ripped it free, letting it hit the floor with a thud then sat down on the potty to take a leak.
Only, when he sat down something felt weird..and when he went to reach to make sure he could guide his stream with a hand you know where, it was greeted with the feel of slick plastic.
his eyes opened wide and he looked down, he was in one of the diapers from his dream, and not only that, even though he tried to clamp down on it his bladder had been primed to go and he was wetting it.
"Ah! No! Ok, I'm still dreaming, I'm still dreaming I'm-" Ben whimpered and shut his eyes, reaching and pinching his arm to try and wake himself up.
"Spoiler alert doofus, your NOT dreaming." Came Gwen's voice.
Ben opened his eyes and gasped, it was Gwen alright standing in front of him, but her eyes had a menacing red glow in them and she was dressed in a tight punk outfit.
"G-gwen?" He whimpered, about to get up and try and run for it, but a cramp in his belly forced him to stay in place.
"That's big sister to you now widdle Benny~ I want you to know that everything that happened in your so called dream..That really did happen. turns out I did undo everything when I went and killed your dolly buttt.." and Gwen let out a soft laugh. "looks like Dark magic isn't so easy to get rid of. I had done too much on too public of a stage so the powers to be offered me a choice.. Make you a big stupid diaper pooping baby joke the hard way.. or be one myself. Three guesses what I picked, and the first two don't count."
"I.. you..what makes you think I'm gonna just be a helpless big baby! I still have the watch!" Ben said and went to use it, only now noticing for the first time it was gone.
"Yeahhh no you don't I tweaked with fate a little bit and Kevin got the watch and became my little pet monster. In any case, your doomed to spend the rest of your life as a pamper pooping baby. Any last words before I make you shit your huggies so bad your parents will have to call a construction crew to get you free from the toilet?" Gwen asked.
Ben thought for a moment then went to open his mouth, and a oversized pacifier popped in his mouth as his nursing instinct was triggered and his bowels started to unleash hell.
"On second thought, who cares what you have to say?" Gwen laughed, and then teleported away.
Ben sat up in bed with a gasp, looking around and whimpering, then breaking down and crying loudly as he reached for Mr.bear and hugged him tight to his chest.
the door to his nursery opened seconds later and his mom rushed in, looking down at her ten year old big baby and picking him up, hugging him to her chest and ignoring the smell that came from his clearly loaded diaper, which was puffing out the back of his bunny sleeper.
"Benny whats wrong?" She asked.
"I..I had 'nther one of those scary dreams, where I went wiff gramp's and Gwen last summer only dis one was super duper scary!" Ben whimpered and mewed.
"Benny.. you know that we would never let you go out for a whole summer without us! you're just too little." His mom said and rubbed the little stinkers back. "How about I get you in a clean diapie and then you can come and sleep in mommy and daddies bed for the night instead of going back to your crib?"
"Otay" Ben sniffled and nodded.
as Mommy changed him the dreams of being a superhero with alien forms, of battles with mages and aliens and all sorts of things faded.
Ben had always just been a shorty, often mistaken for five if not younger and had been hopeless to potty train so his parents had given up. Sure his cousins Ken and Gwen were cool big kids but they didn't really like hanging out with Ben since he was so little and Yeah, Gramps HAD wanted to take him on a road trip but Ben couldn't stand the though of leaving his parents for a whole summer.
with a clean diapie on and changed into a fresh sleeper, Ben snuggled into his mommy, all thoughts of silly hero adventures gone and was conked out even before being cuddled between his parents.
The end.
