It was a warm and sunny summer day at the fair when one Ben Tennyson, who had been getting more competitive then normal, came across a sign for a contest that also listed the contestants and had to do a double take, even as a huge grin spread over his face.
The contest? A Heavy dooty contest, aka a bunch of babies and toddler filling diapers and whoever had the biggest dump won. Not really Ben's jam but the reason he was grinning cheek to cheek was the last name entered on the chalk board.. one Gwen Tennyson.
Images of Gwen in a puffy diaper and bawling as she cartoonishly loaded her pants played in her head and Ben ran off to go and find Gwen, to make fun of her that it never once occurred to him that he should ask WHY a smarty pants like her was gonna be in a diaper pooping contest, Just like Gwen knew he wouldn't.. and so as he ran off to find her he never noticed her erasing HER name from the contestant's.. and adding HIS instead.
Searching all over the fair, looking for Gwen to no avail, ben couldn't help but smirk as rumor of a big kid being in the diaper filling contest spread, and not wanting to miss out on watching Gwen make a total and complete stinky dork out of herself hurried back to the stage that had been set up and did indeed spot Gwen.
she was next to a 30ish chubby guy with orange hair and a mustache who was in classic carnie clothes, black pants and the stripped shirt, and he was scanning the crowd looking for something or someone with a frown on his face.
Ben went to say something, to call out and get Gwen's attention when she spotted him and grinned like a Cheshire cat and tugged on the guys arm, then pointed to ben.
the pair rushed over and started pushing Ben to the back, behind the curtains as ben tried to ask what was going on, though the chubby guy just talked over him.
"It's about time you came back little man! You almost ruined the whole thing wandering off like that! Now you stay here and get ready with your cousin while I go and get things started!" The chub scolded ben, wagging a finger in the confused 10 year old's face, then turned to Gwen. "you will keep a eye on him and get him ready right?"
"Oh of course mister Flubinear!" She said, grinning big time and giving the chubby guy (Mr. Flubinear Ben guessed) a salute.
"..Ok Gwen what's this all about? why's he talking about getting ME ready when heh.." And Ben paused and smirked then went on. "YOUR gonna be loading diapies on stage!"
"Yeahhh about that doofus." Gwen said and gave a smirk of her own, then pointed to a sign behind ben. "I don't see MY name up on the board as a contestant, though there IS gonna be a dumb diaper pooping Tennyson up on stage." Gwen said.
Ben raised a eyebrow, then turned around, looking at the chalk board that had been pulled inside and his jaw dropped as the last name on the list wasn't Gwen's but his own and twirled back around.
"Oh HECK no! I don't what you think your doing here Gwen, but there is NO way you're making me go out on stage and crap myself, let alone getting me in a diaper!" Ben growled, crossing his arms even as the parents started to usher their kids up onto stage, pausing to go and take a candy from a bowel and give it to the tots before going out.
"Ben why don't you just calm down and we'll talk about this ok?" Gwen said, going over and getting the bowl of candy and bringing it over, holding it out to ben. "heh, have some sweets, they always help calm you down."
"I'm totally calm and know that there is ZERO chance of you talking me into this." Ben said, though he still helped himself to one of the candies and finding it super sweet, helped himself to half a dozen more.
"yeah well even ignoring that there's a unwritten rule that you can't back out of this sorta thing, it'll get us blacklisted by all carnivals all over the country.." Gwen started, bull shiting but knowing Ben's dim mind wouldn't know the difference. "we both know that push comes to shove my Magic is stronger then your watch so why don't you just be a good boy, go and get a diapie on and then go out there and win? Part of the big prize IS a thousand bucks after all and spilt two ways that's a lot of sumo slammer stuff."
"Ok three things about that." ben huffed, holding up four fingers, looking down and then putting one down. "One: there's no way that carnie thing is actually a thing, i might not be a Brainiac like you but even i know that's bull. Second: You've just been lucky I was holding back all those times we semi sparred or that i just got a bad alien, I can totally kick your butt if I have to! and third: Even if I did go out and do this, why would I share any of the prize money with you if I had to load my pants and humiliate myself in public?"
"..You know Ben, I TRIED to be nice about this but nice time is over." Gwen said, rolling her eyes and then snapping her fingers, his pants and undies glowing pink and then shaping themselves into one thick diaper.. and worse?
a thick diaper with a purple and pink coloring and also read 'stinky princess' on the butt.
"H-hey what the heck!?!" Ben yelped, blushing and looking down, then noting there was some kind of writing on the butt from one of the mirrors and twisting himself this way and that that trying to read it, setting himself up perfectly for the next part.
Lifting up her foot and giving his pampered rump a swift kick, Gwen sent Ben stumbling out onto the stage, but even as she did she dropped a last bomb on him.
"by the way doofus, those candies you gobbled down? laxatives meant to help encourage the 'stars' to 'perform'." Gwen snickered.
"-nd introducing our last contestant, 10 year old Ben Tennyson, who according to his cousin loves being a 10 year old pamper packer, and wants to show the world that even big boys can be stinky little babies.. heh, we don't judge here do we folks?" Mr. Flubinear chuckled, even as the crowd starts to roar with laughter and pictures and worst were being snapped.
"oh my, looks like somebody brought one of his own diapies to the contest. Or should I say her's? again, we don't judge right folks?" Mr. Flubinear chuckled, eyeing the back of Ben's diaper.
Ben for his part, just froze, having caught himself from falling on his hands and knees but still was on stage in a t0shirt and diaper and worse, the candies were doing their work and he was cramping up big time.
"W-Wait! I-I I'm not.. I didn't.." Ben stammered, crimson face and sweat flopping as a loud and gross fart came out his rear, getting the attention of the crowd and Flubinear.
"Yes Princess? you not what?" he asked, coming over and putting the microphone to Ben's face, smirking.
Ben Meant to say he wasn't a baby, he was a big boy but as a massive cramp rocked his body and his eyes shut in pain, a urgent pressing and overwhelming need to potty filling him (and about to do the same to his diapers) his statement came out wrong.
"A BIG BOY!" Ben howled as his lost the battle and with a super load fart that actually made his bulky diaper poof out for a second, it was THAT strong, Ben's back door didn't so much as open, as it was kick open and a flood of sludge came out.
the effect on the diaper was clear right away, as it started to expand and sag right away even as it discolored, but more amazing then that was the faces Ben was making as he ended up squatting and balling his fists up and puffing out his cheeks.
He made just about every 'I'm pooping!' face in the book while babbling nonsense and crying out for mommy as the load in his diapers got bigger and bigger and by the end on it the diapers were bloated with his mess and tinkle (hey, no one could be expected to hold their bladder when pooping THAT much!) and sagged down to his kneecaps, shockingly holding all of the mess in though just barley.
The smell in the air wasn't as bad as one would of expected from the massive load Ben had unleashed, but it still wasn't anything near fresh and the crowd and other constants and their parents were holding there noses as a weakened and drained Ben just muttered.
"Poo..Poopie. I'm..poopie..Poopie..poo..Poopie." over and over, clearly the BM had drained more then his bowels.
"well uh.. I think it goes without saying that we have a winner, no offense to the other contestants but I doubt any of them would top that.. either on their own or as a group effort!" Mr. Flubinear chuckled, picking up the trophy, which was made of soft white plastic and shaped like a balled up diaper, just with round handles on it and had a plague on it that read 'biggest pooper' on it, and walked over trying to hand it to Ben who well..
"poo.. poo.. POOPIE!" The poor pamper sissy babbled, rocking back and forth on his heels now and then because of the back and forth motion and the weight in his seat naturally ended up falling on his mushy bottom with a loud squish and crying out as what little bit of his brain was left (the part that had been saying poopie and the like) went bye bye and he just sat there, sucking on his thumb and eyes glazed.
At that point Gwen made her way out onto the stage, smirking and shaking her head and taking the award for Ben, and then gently helping him up, explaining that she was the champs cousin and she was used to his stink (which really was just her using a smell to make her immune to ben's less then fresh smell at the moment) and they made they're way off the stage.
It wouldn't be till they were almost back at the rust bucket when Ben's Mind would finally snap back and leaning on Gwen the poor pamper packer gave a weak laugh.
"Oh Hey Gwen.. Guess I must of fainted because of some clowns huh? Man.. I had the weirdest dream while i was out that I.. uh.." Ben started to say, shaking his head then trailing off as the smell hit him and the feeling and he looked down, the smile vanishing from his face and his eyes going wide.
"Yeahhh, wasn't a dream stinker, and by the way, you've already gone viral." Gwen giggled, getting the rust bucket open for him and helping him inside as his legs started to shake, then holding out her phone as Ben plopped on his smelly rear.
'10 year old sissy destroys pampers!'
'unknown boy sets world records.'
'omg check this out!'
were just some of the headlines and posts Ben saw as Gwen scrolled on her phone for her and naturally, the 10 year old hero started to tear up and glare at Gwen.
"HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO ME!?! I'M TOTALLY RUINED!" Ben screamed as it wasn't long before posts confirming his name and people from Bellwood were commenting on it.
"what can I say, I was bored." Gwen snickered and shrugged her shoulders. "Isn't that what you say when you do 90 percent of the pranks you do to me? Consider this all the pranks you had coming your way all rolled up into one smelly ball. speaking of which, we're gonna need to do a little something about THAT.. and I don't think you're gonna fit any of the diapies you won with your record breaking performance." Gwen snickered, having taken the time to pick up the check and to tell them where to drop off the diapers Ben had won, the girl designs naturally for the him since he was a 'wanna be girl' in the eyes of the public.
"..Does it even REGSITER that you went WAY over the line here?! I can't spend the rest of the summer going around as a poopie diaper sissy!! Like, Maybe, MAYBE I can explain it off after we get back but now everywhere we go everyone is gonna know who I am!!" Ben huffed and whined, burying his face in his hands and Gwen almost felt sorry for him, but then ben stopped and looked up, a rare glimmer of brilliance (or what passed for it with his doofus brain) in his eyes.
"Waitttt wait wait wait! I got it!" Ben said, excitement filling his voice.
'Oh this should be good.' Gwen thought then out loud. "Alright, what do you got?"
"You can just use your magic to change my shape, like make me look like someone else or even regress me!! OH! That's it! You turn me into like a toddler or something and then I'll spin it I did all of that because my toddler cousin wanted to go back in girly diapers and was too shy, and I'll look like a hero!!" Ben said, semi bouncing in his smelly butt in excitement at his 'brilliant plan.
never mind that their family would know there was no toddler cousin, as would anyone who knew the family and a million other plot holes but Gwen decided NOT to point them out, instead she just smiled and nodded, clapping her hands.
"that's a great idea ben! your so smart when you put your mind to it!' She coo'ed and watched him beam.
She had actually been ok with just going with Ben in the one smelly diaper and having to explain away the pallet of diaper but hey, if ben was gonna ASK her to make him a pampered toddler for the rest of the summer, who was she to refuse?
In truth Gwen could of just transformed Ben into a toddler with ease, she'd been studying spells like that for awhile but had noted they were harder to reverse then to cast hence going THIS route instead, but that's not what she told Ben.
instead Ben was currently in a conjured baby bouncer in what passed as the living room of the rust bucket, making a face as his loaded diaper was squish and messed against him and was getting ready to do 'his part' of the spell: aka bouncing up and down to help Gwen with getting him to mess out his age into the diaper (which had been reinforced naturally) and which would shrink with him as he went tiny.
they settled on him being 3, since he'd been that tiny before this summer already and worked well enough for being old enough to wanna go back to diapers. Ben has actually tried to go for 4 and Gwen had wanted 2 so 3 was the comprise.
In truth Gwen could of just done the spell with ease, and Ben could of been in a clean diaper while it happened but she wanted to melt out his humiliation as much as possible and being immune to the stink thought this would do it fine.
She also failed to mention a second important factor but before she could deal on that Ben grabbed her attention.
"Ugh, this is SO gross! can we just hurry up and get this over with?" He whined, being able to suffer his own stink and had a hand holding his nose even as he gently bounced up and down, his feet barley touching the floor.
"Aww, wook who's eager to make a even bigger mess in his diapies!" Gwen coo'ed making Ben glare but then did her part, a blast of magic hitting Ben and then he was making his own 'magic'.
bouncing harder and harder as the bouncer would get longer to match him as he started to shrink, the hand Ben had been holding his nose with switched tasks and he was instead sucking his thumb HARD with his eyes closed as his tummy keep feeling super duper full over and over again as he made big lumps in it, the diaper expanding and getting bigger and heavier as the bouncing slowed down and stopped.
Feeling lightheaded both from the fumes coming off of him and the experience, a now teeny toddler version of ben, still in his trademark shirt was in the bouncer.. with a diaper so big and heavy that it had made a semi bean bag chair out and around the bouncer and keep ben down.
"..heh.. Have fun changing DIS!" Little Ben giggled, giving a toothy grin and laughing like it was the funniest thing ever that Gwen would have to look after this muck butt.
"oh you think your sooo clever huh little guy?" She asked, smirking and coming over, waving a hand and Ben's filled diaper was gone, replaced with a bulky Disney hero's diaper around his hips. "I have something that's even funnier to tell you!" She coo'ed as she helped him out of the baby bouncer, holding him on her hip as it disappeared and Ben yawn, snuggling into her clearly tired.
"What is it?" he asked, fighting to keep his eyes open.
"I lied about being able t turn you back and you needing to make that stinky stinky diapie. Your gonna hafa grow up again the hard way little guy!" she coo'ed and snickered as his eyes shot open.
"But.. but.. Nooo! Dis is only fer-" he started to say, a whine and panic in his voice but then he was silenced as a paci popped in his mouth and his nursing instincts took over, making him suck away on the black and green paci.
Not wanting to give him time to spit it out and huff and pout, Gwen hit Ben with one last spell, just filling his tummy again knowing one final mess would have him too tuckered out to fuss for awhile and smirked and grimaced as Ben scrunched up his face and grunted.
the show he put on was cute, the semi large lump in his diaper that was pressing on the arm that was under his butt while she was holding him? Not so much.
Still the final softball sized lumpy diaper seemed to do the trick and Ben conked out, all his complaints and troubles forgotten about, at least for now and Gwen quickly conjured up a playpen to set Ben down in to rest and sleep marveling how though of of this, he hadn't noticed that the Omiatrix had fallen off.
Gwen of course had recalled the trouble with his toddler aliens the last time he'd been smol and hadn't wanted to deal with and also had decided that while her magic was impressive and cool.
"Gwen 10 has SUCH a better ring to it then Ben 10~" she chuckled softly as she let the watch bond with her. "have a good sleep Benny, and get used to stinky diapers. Maybe someday when you're a big kid I'll teach you some hedge mage magic."
Before she could say more the former hero let out a muddy fart and added a lump to his diaper in his sleep.
"..or Maybe just 'mud magic would be more your thing." she snickered.
the end.
