You were once a cursed object destined to collect dust in the back room of a tiny shop in the small village of Ponterosso, Italy. How you got there, no one knows for sure maybe you were a traveler before you got cursed and were on vacation, or perhaps you just lived there, but as fate would have it, one day you found yourself restored to your human form.
Stumbling on unsteady legs, you found a mirror. As you inspected yourself from head to toe noticing your luscious flowing blonde hair, your chiseled midsection, and most of all, your gorgeous tanned skin. Something seemed amiss, granted you were lacking clothing of any kind. Still, you were sure that wasn't it when all of a sudden you felt something warm running down your leg. Looking down, you were shocked to see yourself peeing uncontrollably, a pool starting to gather at your feet. Finally, you collect your senses and take a breath. You uttered, 'what kind of magic is this!' When you hear a soft feminine voice coming from behind the mirror.
"My dear, it is fairy magic; and a new beginning ."
You look on as a short slender woman with short brown hair appears from behind the mirror.
"You look troubled, my child, but not to worry, my name is Margaret, and I've been watching you for some time. You see, I'm a fairy Godmother who recently was released from a contract. It turns out my former charge no longer needed me, and your case had always intrigued me, so when you were offered, I jumped at the chance because it isn't every day you can grant someone their life back after being turned into a cursed object."
You stumble backward, not sure what to make of the current situation.
"But why did you choose me, you hear yourself asking."
"It's simple, really, you were a lost soul who had no proper upbringing, and that turned you into a lecherous young man."
"What do you mean by that"?
Margaret smiles, looking at her new charge.
"I know that for a time, you had a wandering eye and maybe a roaming finger that women, in general, didn't take kindly to.
You look at Margaret as you begin to sputter.
"I was lonely."
Nonsense Margaret says as she advances.
"You were never alone. We were always around you, but you never believed in us. Which doesn't matter anymore; what matters now is you changing your ways and relearning to become a good person.
You look on in wonder.
"How do I do that?"
Well, my dear, by the looks of it, you've already started.
You begin to scratch your head.
"What do you mean?"
"Well you are standing in a puddle of your own piss are you not?"
You feel your cheeks grow hot as you blush.
"That was an accident I swear!"
Margaret smiles.
"No, it wasn't, my dear; as a part of your relearning, I've not only restored your life, but I have also taken away your toilet training. Now while I can't make you young physically, I can make you younger mentally. But that depends on how you behave, so for now, you'll be wearing diapers as I feel you're not ready to potty train."
Diapers? You stammer, but I'm not a baby!
"That's right, my dear, you're not a baby your a toddler that needs to learn how to treat others. So now let's lay you down and get you changed into some proper protection and some clothes. I can't have you running around like a jaybird making puddles and messes everywhere; what would the good people of this village think!"
Lost in thought, you have entirely forgotten about the people in this village.
"I can't go around this village wearing diapers; people will shun me."
"Don't be silly, my dear; the people will view you as the toddler you are. They will see that you're not ready for big boy pants yet, and they will see me as your doting mother who doesn't mind changing her little one's diapers or cleaning up after him. They will tell you how cute you are and how you're being a good boy listening to your mommy. Now lay down for me, please.
You look at your fairy godmother before laying down.
"Where will you get the diapers and clothes from?"
"Not to worry, love I am a fairy, and magic is one of my specialties."
You look on as she begins to weave diapers with pastel colors and barn animals out of thin air.
"there, you see, that wasn't so hard for me to do, and now you have some proper protection and cute too, I might add. now lift up for me."
You press your hands firmly on the ground to brace yourself as you lift up your backside.
"Such a good boy your being if you keep this up, I might begin your potty training very soon."
You smile at the thought of being put into training pants as your fairy godmother slides your diaper underneath you.
"Oh my, you look so cute, but before I get you all taped up and snug, we need to have some powder and rash cream. I can't have my little one develop a nasty rash, plus you'll smell so sweet and innocent."
You watch as rash cream and powder appear out of thin air, just like the diaper.
"Just a sprinkle here and a rub there now let's secure it, hmm?"
You feel the diaper getting pulled up between your legs and hear the tapes getting fastened, marveling at how snug and comfortable the diaper feels.
"Almost done, my love. Then I'll get you dressed in a cute little sailor suit!"
You squirm just a little bit as your fairy godmother finishes diapering you.
"All done now stand up for me so i may dress you in this little sailor suit."
Standing up, you feel the bulk of the diaper spread your legs apart a little bit.
"I was right; you do look so cute. Now please step through the leg holes so I can pull your pants up, then lift your arms so I may put your shirt on."
You comply as your fairy godmother pulls your pants up over your diaper, then slides your shirt over your head.
"There all done and snug as a bug in a rug. Now let's head home and remember your, my little boy, and these friendly villagers will see you as such, so don't worry.
You blush as you look at the mirror seeing yourself.
"Does my little one like his outfit?"
You nod your head looking at the mirror and the sailor suit you're now dressed in with the bulge between your legs, letting everyone know you're not a big boy.
"Very well then now let's be off but hold my hand please i don't need you to wander off as we head home."
You hold out your hand as your fairy godmother grabs hold and leads you out of the shop's backroom and to the front.
"Excuse me ma'am what were you doing in my store room."
You pause as your fairy godmother stops to look at an elderly gentleman who must be the shop's owner.
"My apologies, kind sir, but I needed a place to change my little boy's diaper. You see, he's not quite ready to be potty trained and still needs protection."
The man ponders this as he looks you up and down.
"Ah, very well then no harm, no foul, but I would appreciate it if you told me next time instead of just wandering back there, I do have a bathroom, you know."
Your fairy godmother smiles as she nods.
"Thank you so much for understanding. I will keep that in mind for next time."
The shopkeep smiles at you and tells your fairy godmother that you're such a cutie and are behaving so well it makes you blush.
"He can be a handful sometimes. Now, if you don't mind, I really must be going; its almost time for his nap, and we must head home."
"By all means madam I shall see you two next time."
The shopkeep waves goodbye as you hold your fairy godmother's hand and head out of the shop and toward your new home, looking to the future and the endless possibilities.
