The Curse

Walking into the school bathroom stall, Jane looked left and right for any potential traps. Waving her wand, she cast a spell to ward off any curses and hexes. Finally, she pulled down her pants, then her underwear and put her hands on her hips to make sure she wasn’t wearing anything. She grunted and pushed out poop that was caught between her butt and the toilet water by the diaper she was suddenly wearing.

Jane sighed. She didn’t even know why she still tried at this point. She had a curse on her that any time she pooped or peed, a diaper would magically appear around her waist and catch it, thus making her wet or mess a diaper. Worse, her entire outfit would morph and turn into something very babyish and she would be forced to talk like a baby until she got her diaper changed(she couldn’t do the changing herself). Right now it felt like just a t-shirt and diaper and pacifier in her mouth.

She had tried every counter curse she knew and every way around the curse from having someone yank off diaper after diaper as they appeared as she peed(she had ten slightly wet diapers around her legs and one more on her butt by the end) to not wearing any clothes as she went to the bathroom(the diaper and outfit appeared on her anyway). She couldn’t even figure out how she had gotten the curse, it seemed to appear out of nowhere a couple months ago. Even the doctor she was seeing about the problem was stumped, so Jane was just doing her best to manage the problem without being found out.

“You done in there Jane?” Her friend Melanie called outside the stall. She was already waiting with a pair of fresh panties, Jane was sure.

“One sec, I need to make more poo-poo!” Jane called, despite her best efforts to talk normally. She voided the rest of her bowels into the diaper with a squish. It was still disgusting every time, but Jane was beginning to get used to the feeling of warmth spreading across her crotch and the little weight in the back of her diaper.

“You look cute.” Melanie commented as Jane emerged, pulling the pacifier out of her mouth with a little pop.

“Shuddup and change my diapey.” Jane said.

“All right, all right.” Melanie said innocently, untaping her friend’s diaper and pulling it off. She held it at arm’s length as she put it in a plastic bag and tossed it in the trash can. Jane took some baby wipes out of her purse and cleaned herself before changing into new clothes.


Jane and Melanie went back to Jane’s after school. Jane had a system where she managed to only go potty three times a day, morning, afternoon, and night, when Melanie could change her out of her diaper. That meant that she had to always be with Melanie at 6:30 when she had her last bowel movement of the day.

“I think you need to hold your wand higher.” Jane said as Melanie practiced waving it around and changing the colors of pieces of paper

“Mmmph.” Melanie muttered, but she fixed her stance. As witches at Mildred’s Magic Academy, they had homework in all the regular subjects and magic each night. It would have been really stressful if magic hadn’t made the regular homework fly by.

“Oh, it’s time.” Jane said as she felt the urge to go. She stood up to go to the toilet.

“Just go.” Melanie urged, focusing on her wand “It’s not like it’s anything I haven’t seen before. Plus, it’s safer than dealing with it in the bathroom.”

Jane hesitated but she knew what her friend was saying made sense. There was no point in sitting on a toilet to pee if she was just going to end up peeing in a diaper.

“Don’t look.” She said, beginning to strip off her clothes to save them from being transformed into baby clothes(she had gone through a couple hundred euros worth of clothes at the beginning trying to fight the curse). When she was completely nude, she squatted and pushed. It took a couple tries to override her potty training, but soon she felt a t-shirt appear on her naked back and a pacifier appear in her mouth. And of course a diaper as she let the floodgates open and soaked it and then messed it.

At the beginning of the curse, the outfits weren’t necessarily what a baby would wear, they were just more childish clothes. The first time it had happened, Jane had suddenly found herself wearing jeans with a wet pull-up underneath and a hello kitty t-shirt with her hair tied in pigtails. Looking back, that hadn’t been so bad. She had been able to quickly take the pigtails out and put a sweatshirt on to hide what she was wearing for the rest of the day.

Then, over time, the outfits had gotten worse and worse. She went from begin magicked into jeans and a pull-up when she peed to a short skirt and a more babyish diaper with tapes to just thick diapers  and nothing over them(not that anything would fit over them anyways, she had even tried wrestling sweatpants over them and they still showed a massive diaper bulge). Now, Jane felt like she was wearing a pillow on her butt when she had her diaper on.

“Awl done!” Jane called to Melanie. Her speech was also getting worse every time. It worried her a little, but at least the outfits couldn’t get and worse and even if she was eventually reduced to baby babble, Melanie could fix the problem with a quick diaper change. So long as she had regular panties on, she could talk and act normal. Everything was going to be all right.


The next morning, Jane hit her buzzing alarm and rolled over in bed. The one part she really didn’t like about school was getting up early. Coaxing herself up, she streached and began to inch towards the edge of the bed. She felt padding under her butt and nonchalantly reached out to pull a pillow out from underneath her. Instead, she touched plastic padding.

Jane sat bolt upright. She was wearing a diaper under her nightshirt; there was no denying the crinkling in between her legs. But how was that possible? Her clothes never morphed unless she…

Jane’s hand went straight to her crotch and felt a small squish on the front of her diaper. She was wet. She had wet the bed. Jane’s head spun, this wasn’t supposed to happen, the curse should only affect her when she was peeing or pooping. It wasn’t supposed to make her go involuntarily or anything.

Leaping out of bed, Jane began to wrestle with the diaper, but she knew it was pointless. She just couldn’t remove it herself. Grabbing her phone, she sent a quick text to Melanie telling her she was coming over and it was urgent before grabbing a trench coat that she usually used as a Halloween costume to conceal herself as best she could and hurrying out the door.


Thankfully, Melanie’s house was only a block down from Jane’s and she managed to get there without being seen. She yelled a quick hi to Melanie’s parents(she thought she might of even added a babyish lisp to it) and ran upstairs.

“Melly! I need now! Big Pwoblem!” She said through the door. A whimper was the only response.

“Melly?” Jane asked, suddenly getting even more concerned “What wrong?”

The door swung open and Jane was startled to see Melanie standing there in a t-shirt and diaper. Her eyes were red from crying.

“I-I went poo-poo on the potty this morning, bu-but I didn’t go poo-poo in the potty, I-I made a poo-poo in my dia-diapey…” She sobbed

“Melly…” Jane said in shock. Dr. Meyer, the doctor she was seeing about her problem, had specifically told her the curse wasn’t contagious.

“A-and now I-I can’t t-take off m-my dia-diapey and so I n-needed to make another poo-poo a-and a pee-pee and s-so now I-I have a fu-full diapeooohhh!”

Melanie trailed off into sobbing.

“Melly, I pee-pee in bed. I need diapey. I give you diapey too.”

Melanie’s eyes widened as she noticed her friend’s speech had regressed even further than normal.

“You talk like a baby.” She said

Jane nodded “It bad.” She agreed

Jane got her diaper changed first. It wasn’t too bad; both girls had done it lots of times over the last few months. Melanie’s diaper change was a little more unpleasant.

It was the first time Jane had ever had to change a diaper and the first time Melanie could remember having to get her diaper changed. Jane couldn’t believe that Melanie tolerated changing her as well as she did it was so gross and Melanie’s face was red with embarrassment that she needed a diaper change. As soon as it was over, both girls were looking away.

“So what now?” Melanie finally asked once they were both in normal clothes and underwear.

“We’re going to see Dr. Meyer.”


Jane had been seeing Dr. Meyer in secret for a few weeks now. Even her parents didn’t know that she was seeing him. She would die of shame before she would ever tell anyone of the curse. Melanie had often driven her there and tried to cheer Jane up but today she was not her usual optimistic self and drove in silence.

“Oh, hello Jane.” Dr. Meyer said, looking up from his clipboard as Jane and Melanie entered his office “I wasn’t expecting you. If this is about the cure again, I’m sorry to say I’m still working on it.”

“Actually…” Jane said and together with Melanie, told Dr. Meyer what had happened that morning

“Hmmm, that is strange.” Dr. Meyer said, scratching his head “Well, the curse isn’t contagious, I’m sure of that much at least.”

“But what if Jane-” Melanie began but Dr. Meyer interrupted her

“Melanie, I know you’re worried but I’m positive Jane didn’t give you the curse and I know that it won’t help matters if you two avoid each other. What you both need right now is a friend you can confide with.”

Melanie nodded. It wasn’t like she had a choice. She needed someone to change her out of her diapers because she couldn’t do it herself. She shivered at the thought.

“You still haven’t explained the bedwetting.” Jane reminded him

“Well, the curse appears to be getting stronger over time.” Dr. Meyer said “It seems to have made you minorly incontinent.”

“Does this mean that I’ll progress like this too?” Melanie asked with panic in her eyes

“Relax.” Dr. Meyer said “The curse likely affects everyone at different rates. Chances are we’ll have a cure long before you would reach that stage.”

Jane and Melanie looked at each other. Every time they saw him, Dr. Meyer reassured them that he was close to a cure and they were beginning to doubt it.

“But what you’re saying is, the longer this curse stays on us, the worse the regression?” Jane asked “And there will likely be more incontinence in the future?”

“Well…” Dr. Meyer stalled

“Be honest with us for once Dr. Meyer!” Melanie said loudly and Jane and Dr. Meyer turned to look at her.

“Sorry.” She said, looking down “I guess I’m just scared of what might happen.”

“Well, Melanie” Dr. Meyer said, getting serious “I can’t tell you what the worst case scenario is because I’ve never seen anything like this before. I can tell you that you’ll probably progress in the same way as Jane has, perhaps a little faster or slower. But I promise you I’m doing everything I can to find a cure.”

Melanie sighed “I hope you get it soon.”


Melanie and Jane drove most of the way to school in silence again. They knew they had missed almost the first half of the day, but they were too preoccupied with what Dr. Meyer had said. He never was very confident when talking with them, and it really didn’t sound like he had made much progress. Jane was beginning to wonder what would happen if she didn’t get cured soon. Would she become completely incontinent, turning into a giant diaper baby at random times whenever her bladder decided to empty itself a little?

She imagined herself talking in front of her class one day when suddenly her bladder released without her realizing it. Before she knew it she would be wearing just a pink t-shirt and diaper, complete with alphabet prints.

“Hey, Jane’s a big baby!” Someone would probably yell and the entire class would burst out into laughter as Jane scrambled to stretch the shirt over the diaper to no avail.

“No I’m not!” She would try to say but all that would come out would be “Ga gaa goo ga!”

“Jane, this is a high school, not a nursery.” Her teacher would chuckle “I think it would be better if you joined my one year old daughter at Sunshine Hill Day Care. They have blocks you could play with there, and lots of diapers. It looks like you need a new one now.”

“Nooo!” She would try to scream just before pooping herself and the entire class burst into laughter.

“Baby! Baby!” The entire class chanted in her imagination. Jane shuddered that that might be her future. Melanie, meanwhile, was imagining a scene with Dr. Meyer where she was completely incontinent and waddling around his office in just a t-shirt and diaper.

“I’m sorry, Melanie.” She imagined Dr. Meyer saying to her “But I didn’t find the cure in time. So the only option we have left is to turn you into a real baby.”

In Melanie’s mind, Dr. Meyer whipped out a wand before she could protest and zapped her with it. The world around her got huge and she stared at her hands as they became pudgy. Dr. Meyer then scooped her up and plopped her in a crib next to Jane, also a baby.

“You two can grow up again together.” He shrugged in Melanie’s mind and walked away as Melanie wailed and Jane next to her pooped her diaper…

“No!” Melanie said out loud and Jane looked at her

“What?” She asked

“Oh, uh, nothing.” Melanie said but she couldn’t get the image of her and Jane together as babies out of her head.


When they finally arrived at school, it was almost halfway through the day and they came in just as lunch hour was starting. Wordlessly, they got trays of food and sat down together at a table. Finally, Jane spoke.

“Look, I know this is bad, but we’ve got to pull it together.” She said quietly so they wouldn’t be overheard.

“I just really, really don’t want to turn into a baby.” Melanie said. She paused while eating for a moment before adding

“I think we should tell our parents.”

Jane shook her head “No way. My parents would freak out. I don’t want to make them worry.”

“Well, I’m almost freaking out.” Melanie said, taking another bite “You know, does the sandwich taste funny to you?”

“A little.” Jane admitted “I thought they were just trying out some of that organic ketchup or something.”

“Maybe.” Melanie said and changed the subject to their upcoming math test. Neither one of them wanted to think about the curse, so they carefully avoided the subject for the rest of the lunch period. They were just about to go when suddenly Jane doubled over.

“Ahh…” She moaned. Melanie’s heart skipped a beat.

“Is it the curse?” She asked, taking a step back. Was Jane about to become completely incontinent? Would she become a baby permanently? Suddenly, the problem hit her too and she groaned as her bowels burned. The problem with the sandwiches hadn’t been the organic ketchup.

“Food poisoning!?!” Jane gasped, clutching her butt “Why now? Why here!?!”

“I am… not going to… be seen… in a stupid… diaper.” Melanie grunted, frozen in one spot, knowing if she moved she would lose control. Pooping her pants would be bad enough, pooping a diaper would make her the laughingstock of the school.

All around them, other students began to have the same problem. Suddenly, a boy sprinted for the bathroom. The stress was way too much for their bowels to handle and Jane watched him poop his pants. Except, as his pants turned brown, they also seemed to bleach to white and bunch up around his legs. A diaper.

“He has the curse too!?!” Melanie asked, in shock as the boy’s face turned beet red and he waddled out of the lunchroom in just his large, messy diaper. Nearby, too other girls lose control and suddenly were wearing t-shirts and diapers. A boy’s clothes were replaced by a onesie with a very obvious diaper bulge. All around the lunchroom, students outfits were changing into baby clothes. As a matter of fact, Jane only saw one or two of her classmates out of dozens that had pooped and were still wearing underwear.

“Let’s go!” Melanie said and pulled Jane towards the door. Squeezing her butt cheeks together, Jane managed to get to the door just before the mess leaked out and her clothes transformed into a onesie, baby bonnet, and diaper.

“Keep going!” Melanie said, pushing Jane through the door and following close behind. All around the lunchroom, teachers were trying to just understand how the students were all turning into babies and what was going on. Students ran in all directions, trying to communicate with each other but most of the language had been replaced with baby babble and toddler talk that was almost impossible to understand.

Melanie got halfway down the hall before she lost control too. She was suddenly wearing a pink dress with ruffles and sneakers. She knew it was stupid, but she almost felt dignified that her diaper wasn’t exposed or big enough to make her waddle. Finally they ducked into a janitor’s closet, panting.

“Ebweon hab da purz!” Jane babbled incoherently

“I no understand.” Melanie shook her head “I change you.”

She reached into her backpack and pulled out a pair of clothes. Thankfully she had brought multiple outfits and Jane and her were about the same size. Kneeling down, she unsnapped Jane’s onsie and untapped the massive diaper and rolled it up.

“Ewww.” She said, holding it out and tossing it in a trash can

“You’re wearing one too.” Jane pointed out as the curse released her and she pulled off the baby bonnet and threw it away.

“Don’t remind me.” Melanie said as she lay back and hitched up her skirt so Jane could change her.

“I know I sound kind of stupid.” Melanie said “But I’m kind of glad we all had diapers on back there. Yeah, it was gross, but it would have been worse. Plus, everyone was wearing them, so no one can make fun of anyone.”

“And if everyone was wearing them it means that everyone is being affected by the curse.” Jane said “It looked like there might even be some people worse off than me!”

“Dr. Meyer isn’t going to like this…”


Dr. Meyer’s life was turned upside down after the food poisoning incident. He couldn’t believe how well some of the students had hid having the curse, it sounded like some of them had resorted to some very strong spells to keep their incontinence at bay(though the curse seemed to break through those eventually too). All of a sudden, he had two hundred teens in dirty diapers with their parents and just about everyone else he knew in his office. He had to tell student after student that he didn’t have any answers. Finally it got to be so much that the town had to hold a meeting for the parents at the school auditorium. He was the first one to speak.

“About two months ago, a girl came to me with this… problem.” Dr. Meyer began

“Then why didn’t you isolate her before she went spreading her virus!” A parent in the back shouted

“I didn’t realize how widespread this problem was.” Dr. Meyer continued “Because most students hid it from me, I assumed it was an isolated case that could not spread. I have recently found out that there were at least twenty cases at the beginning of January and three quarters of the school had it at the beginning of February.”

“You should have warned us!” The parent yelled again and this time some other parents that yelled in agreement. Dr. Meyer gulped. He wasn’t good in high pressure situations.

“The curse is not contagious...” He said, trying to speak over the parents’ yelling

“I didn’t raise my daughter just so she could turn into a baby!”

“There is no way I am going through potty training again!”

“You’re an idiot!”

“Ladies and Gentlemen, please calm down.” Dr. Meyer said, trying to relax the audience “We are trying our very best to find a cure.”

“So when will it be ready?”

“Yeah!”

“We need it now!”

“I am unsure of how long it will take…” Dr. Meyer said and the audience began to boo so loudly that Dr. Meyer had to run off the stage. Some other speaker took the mic and began to try to pacify the audience. Backstage, Principal Sanders, the principal of Mildred’s Magic Academy was waiting.

“You could be a little more… gentle.” He commented as Dr. Meyer wiped sweat off his forehead.

“I’m very sorry that I haven’t been more help to your school.” Dr. Meyer apologized

“It seems to be more of a nursery than a school now, what with half the students suddenly turning into babies during the day.” Principal Sanders said, pushing back his hair “For some, the regression is even worse. As soon as the curse kicks in, they start acting like babies, not just talking like them, until their diaper is changed and they get regular underwear on. Parents have started keeping their kids home, but it doesn’t seem to have any effect on the curse or its progression.”

“The curse isn’t contagious.” Dr. Meyer said “I’m sure of that. I can’t explain why the school is suddenly contracting it all of a sudden.”

“Is it contained to this school?”

“It is only students from Mildred’s Magic Academy.” Dr. Meyer nodded

Principal Sanders sighed “Dr. Meyers, I know that you are trying, so are the dozen or so other doctors the families have hired, but you must realize how dire this situation is. We’re hiring daycare workers and training our teachers how to change diapers. ”

“It’s just a matter of time.” Dr. Meyer assured him “And on the bright side, no one is complaining about the food poisoning.”

Principal Sanders wasn’t amused.


Jane didn’t have time. Her incontinence just got worse and worse as the weeks wore on. Sometimes she could only last fifteen minutes before losing control, it was rarely more than two hours. Waking up in full diapers became normal for her. Her classmates were all having similar problems too. The lucky ones who still had their continence and didn’t start acting like babies were becoming few and far between. Melanie was actually one of the last ones.

Everyone had the curse and stacks of underwear and panties were put in the school bathrooms alongside diaper pails. The water in the toilets became yellow and eventually dried out because no one could use them anymore. Even Melanie was waking up in pull ups more often than not and already she had had one or two accidents during the day.

“You know, I can’t believe I’m saying this, but I think I might be getting used to the curse.” Jane finally said one day at lunch “I mean it’s not like I like the diapers and everything, but at least with everyone in the same situation, we have plenty of pl, er, people to talk to.”

She had almost said ‘playmates.’ That was what she was beginning to see her classmates and Melanie as, but she didn’t want to admit it.

“I guess you’re right.” Melanie agreed “When I first got the curse I was so scared, but now I see that I’m actually better off than most.”

“Do either of you need a diaper change?” A voice behind them asked and they turned to see a grinning woman.

“Uh, no?” Jane said and the woman nodded and left

“One of the daycare workers they’ve hired to change diapers.” Melanie explained “I don’t think they’re very good with dealing with people who can understand them.”

“Yeah, they seem kind of stupid.” Jane said, standing up to get a tray of food. The shift made her bladder give way and suddenly she toddled and fell hard on her butt(the padding cushioned the fall) as she got pigtails and a short shirt with ruffles.

From the ground, Jane tugged at her friend’s skirt.

“Diapey.” She said

“Yes, I can see.” Melanie said, pulling a pair of panties out of her bag. She bent over to change her friend and suddenly felt padding between her legs as she pooped for the first time during the day.

“Whad? It was justa fart!” She complained in her onesie with ample padding in the rear. In front of her, Jane laughed as though it was the funniest thing in the world.

“You baby too!” She giggled

“Shuddup poopyhead.” Melanie pouted as she waited for one of the daycare workers to change her diaper.


Later that day, there was an all school assembly where Principal Sanders addressed all the students.

“I realize that this is hard for you,” He said in the nice way that grown-ups always used before giving bad news “but we have decided that some students with this curse have progressed too far to teach effectively. So, from today on we will be transferring students to our alternative teaching program as they reach this point, if you receive one of these yellow slips, then please report to the D-wing of the school.”

Teachers began to pass out yellow slips of paper to certain students. Melanie recognized them as the ones with the worst incontinence and the ones who completely regressed during their time in diapers. Then, next to her, Jane got one.

“No!” Melanie said, there had to be a mistake, Jane wasn’t that bad yet!

“Relax.” Jane said, completely calm “I know you don’t want this for me, but I can’t learn anymore in class. It’s probably for the best.”

“They’re sending you to a nursery!” Melanie said “And you’re okay with that?”

“If you want to call it that, yes, I’m fine with that.” Jane said and Melanie looked at her in shock. How could her friend be all right with going back to daycare? It was the curse, it had to be!

But before Melanie could say anything else, Jane stood up and joined the group of kids walking out the door. Melanie thought she might have seen Jane’s outfit transform into baby clothes, but she couldn’t be sure.


Melanie didn’t see her friend for a few weeks after that. Jane’s mom seemed to not want anyone to see what had happened to her daughter, so there was always some excuse when Melanie called. She also wasn’t allowed to go down to the nursery as all the students called it.

Students in Melanie’s classes began to get yellow slips on a daily basis. As soon as a kid got a slip, everyone knew they wouldn’t be seen in class again. Class sizes shrank so much that teachers started to combine classes so they had enough students to teach and then those classes shrank down to just five or six students left. All the time, Melanie’s incontinence just got worse and worse.
The wettings were bad, but once she started pooping herself it was just humiliating. They always had one or two diaper changing sessions in the middle of each class for students who needed them, but when someone pooped they needed to stop class because otherwise the room began to smell awful. They stopped class very often for Melanie.

Finally, one day, Melanie’s first period teacher handed her a yellow slip. She had known it was a long time coming. She always had her morning bowel movement in math and midafternoon one in science with other random wettings during the day. She had tried to drink less to compensate, but the continence spells she had cast on herself just weren’t working anymore. Students who turned into babies less often than her had already been sent to the nursery. She suspected that the only reason it hadn’t been sooner was they needed time to convert more rooms into nurseries because they couldn’t take any more.

Leaving her things in her locker and putting the yellow slip in her pocket, she began to walk down the hallway to the nursery. About halfway down the hall, she wet herself. She groaned as her diaper ballooned out. Worse yet, this time she just dressed in a t-shirt, so everyone could clearly see her diaper.

“Pewfept.” She muttered with a babyish lisp as she toddled down the hall because of the diaper’s bulk. Just as soon as she got to the nursery, a daycare worker stepped out of one of the rooms and stopped her.

“Oh, and what room did you escape from you naughty baby?” The daycare worker asked

Melanie shook her head, thinking that she probably looked like one of the babies “I new.” She said, reaching into her pocket for the yellow slip only to realize she didn’t have pockets, just a thick diaper. The daycare worker nodded as she watched Melanie pat her diaper.

“You knew you needed a diaper change?”

No! Urrgh, grown ups were so stupid sometimes. But once she got a diaper change, she would be able to explain the mistake.

“Off we go.” The daycare worker said, cheerfully leading her into the nearest room “Room for one more, Mark?”

Melanie’s eyes widened as she recognized her math teacher, Mr. Davis, sitting just inside the door and about twenty five other classmates crawling around on the floor. Mr. Davis sighed.

“Melanie now? Sure. Just let her play with the rest of them for a little bit. Have you checked her diaper?”

“She smells like she pooped.”

“Nuh uh.” Melanie shook her head. She was sure she had just wet a little. There were two dozen other diapered butts in this classroom, why did they assume it was her?

“Of course, you’re a big girl, but we still need to check.” The daycare worker said, pulling back the back of her diaper “Oh look at that! Someone did make a little stinky after all.”

“Little? That smells worse than the kids who don’t use deodorant.” Mr. Davis said fanning the air. The daycare worker shot him a look.

“What?” Mr. Davis asked

“Remember, rule number twenty seven, we don’t make negative comments on the messes no matter how gross they are.”

“Well when I became a teacher here, changing diapers wasn’t in the job description.” Mr. Davis said sarcastically. The daycare worker gave him another look and led Melanie to a changing mat(it looked permanent).

“Okay! Time to change someone’s diaper!” She said with forced cheerfulness, but Melanie saw even her crinkle her nose while she wiped Melanie down with a baby wipe and powdered her. Honestly, she couldn’t smell that bad, she didn’t even smell anything. Grown-ups were so overdramatic around kids sometimes.

Melanie waited for the woman to put her in panties so she could explain this was her first time here, but instead the daycare worker put on a regular cheap gray adult diaper. But, if she wasn’t wearing big girl panties, she wouldn’t unregress…

“I wan big girl undies!” She protested

“So you can poop them in five minutes and turn them into diapers?” Mr. Davis asked from across the room “We don’t have that kind of money to burn.”

The daycare worker tried to say something, but it was too late. Tears of frustration and shame welled up in Melanie’s eyes.

“No faaaair!” She screamed, pounding the ground with her hands and feet. Suddenly something was thrust into her mouth. It surprised her and she automatically took an experimental suck. Soothing relief washed over her.

“Mmmph.” She muttered around the thuping of her pacifier, letting it relax her. The daycare worker stepped past her and pulled Mr. Davis into the hall. It sounded like he was getting in trouble. Melanie hoped he would get in a long time out.

“Mewy!” A voice behind her said and she turned to see Jane sitting there.

“Wane!”

“You baby?” Jane asked

Melanie shook her head “Accident.” She said

“Diapey?”

Melanie shook her head no in frustration. Why did everyone around here assume she was always talking about her stupid diaper?

“Pwety oudfid.” Jane commented and Melanie looked down at herself in surprise to see she was now wearing an onsie. It did look cute, with the printed teddy bears on the pink background; even if she did have an obvious diaper bulge and you could see some white padding sticking out around the leg holes.

“You doo.” She said to her friend. Her friend was adorable in just her t-shirt and diaper. She especially liked the Tinker Bell print on the front of Jane’s diaper. Maybe she would ask if she could use some diapers like that, she was sure they would make her look so cute!

“Wanna pway?” Jane asked suddenly, pointing to a teddy bear across the room

“Suwe!” Melanie said, crawling behind Jane to the teddy. With her friend’s butt in her face, she heard the obvious fart and then saw the diaper sag as her friend pooped her diaper. The sight made her remember something about her and Jane together in a crib, something she had been afraid of happening…

But she couldn’t recall what else there was about it and soon the thought was gone, as Melanie focused on having a tea party with Mr. Bear…


“Four months, Dr. Meyer.” Principal Sanders said, shaking his head as the doctor entered his office “Four months ago I thought I had a perfect functioning school and the best test scores in the whole county! Now I have a nursery, a stack of resignation letters from all my teachers, and a headache that could raise the dead. There had better be some progress.”

“There has been.” Dr. Meyer said “We have isolated the source of this mysterious curse.”

Principal Sanders sat upright in his chair “And…?” He asked eagerly

Dr. Meyer took a bottle of water out of his pocket. Principal Sanders raised an eyebrow.

“This is a sample of water taken from your school drinking fountains.” Dr. Meyer said “It contains fountain of youth water.”

“What!?!” Principal Sanders asked “But the fountain of youth is nowhere near here!”

“There may be more than one.” Dr. Meyer shrugged “Either way, it seems that this FOY water was contaminated in some way, creating the curse.”

“Then, why didn’t any of the teachers get it? They drink out of the drinking fountains too!”

“They had more resistance to the curse than the students because of their age. We’re unsure of the exact amount, but the students would have only needed to drink about half a liter to acquire the curse. Some of the older adults such like you, no offense, would have needed to drink almost two dozen liters to be cursed.”

Principal Sanders sat back “And the more water the students drank, the faster the curse progressed?”

“Correct. The net result is the same either way once you get the curse though.”

“And the cure?”

“Excuse me?” Dr. Meyer asked

“What is the cure?” Principal Sanders asked again with a sinking feeling in his stomach

“We don’t have it.” Dr. Meyer admitted and Principal Sanders groaned “But we’re quickly finding all sources of contaminated FOY water.” Dr. Meyer quickly added “You can tell people there will be no new cases.”

“Anything else?” Principal Sanders asked, massaging his forehead

“Well, I have to warn you, if you treat the regressed students like babies like you are…”

“We don’t have a budget for new outfits for each student every five minutes.” Principal Sanders interrupted

“Yes, yes, I understand, but if you continue I fear that the regression might become, well, er, permanent.”

“What!?!” Principal Sanders yelped

“Well, their muscles will atrophy from disuse and the curse might make them forget talking and potty training…”

“So what you’re saying is, if we don’t cure them in time, they’ll stay as babies?”

“Uh, yeah. And it actually might already be too late for some of them.”

Principal Sanders slouched in his chair “Terrific.” He muttered


Within a month Jane could rarely talk coherently anymore. Her bladder was now a steady trickle of urine into her diaper and her family seldom let her wear underwear, knowing that it was just a matter of minutes before she peed and turned it into a diaper and herself into a babbling baby girl.

Even she had completely accepted her new life, so had Melanie and most of the other students. There was no more pouting or whining during diaper changes, and they weren’t begging for new clothes so they could spend a couple precious moments like the teens they once were before helplessly pooping themselves and letting the curse take them back to their usual state of diapered, drooling rugrats.

Finally, one day, when her family put underwear on her, she didn’t unregress.

“Blah, pffft.” She said, making spit bubbles with her mouth as she drooled all over her last big girl outfit.

“Honey, do you understand me?” Her mother asked, even though she already knew the answer. Jane responded by farting loudly and turning her last pair of panties into a thick baby diaper.

“Poopie!” She announced as her outfit changed to match her diaper.


Two weeks later, Dr. Meyer finally got the breakthrough he had been waiting for. Principal Sanders was ordering another two months’ worth of adult diapers when he got the call.

“We did it!” Dr. Meyer said over the phone

“What?” Principal Sanders asked

“We finally found a potion that cures people with the curse!”

Principal Sanders jumped up “Bring it over right away!”


One hour later, Principal Sanders walked into one of the nursery rooms where Dr. Meyer was.

“So, when are you administering the cure?” He asked

“I just finished.” Dr. Meyer said. Principal Sanders looked at the students crawling around at his feet.

“You just finished?” He asked. He didn’t see any difference.

Dr. Meyer scratched his head and looked down.

“Well, uh, it seems like we were a bit late. Most of them are regressed, er, uh…”

“Great.” Principal Sanders groaned

“But some of them still have some adult skills!” Dr. Meyer said “Jane, can you walk for me again?”

One of the babies at Dr. Meyer’s feet pulled herself to her feet and took a couple shaky steps before falling back to the ground.

“I good!” She said proudly. Principal Sanders looked from her to Dr. Meyer

“Is that all she has left?”

“Well, er, yes. And she’s one of the least regressed ones.”

“Then how on earth will we get them back to being adults!?!” Principal Sanders asked

“The same way they did the first time.” Dr. Meyer suggested “They’ll learn how to walk and talk, then start potty training…”

“That could take years!” Principal Sanders said

“It will have to take years, fifteen about.” Dr. Meyer said “On the bright side, all the FOY water they had seems to have slowed the aging process. Their bodies will only be 21 or so once they finally get back to where they were.”

“You’re not helping.” Principal Sanders warned

Meanwhile, on the nursery floor, Melanie crawled over to where Jane was sucking her thumb.

“They say I good!” She told her friend proudly

“Wewy?” Jane asked “I biph I wad wike ooh.”

Melanie giggled, understanding the baby talk perfectly. A daycare worked came up from behind her and pulled back her diaper to check it and cringed.

“All right! Time to get your diaper changed!” She said to Melanie, rolling her onto her back.

“And my mommy say I good doo!” Melanie said to her friend, as the daycare worker changed her diaper.

“Bffap mo ga ga!” Jane agreed

Melanie giggled and began to suck her thumb. She had been worried that she would regress to being a baby like Jane or something, but thankfully they had found the cure in time. Yep, she was still a big girl, Melanie thought as the daycare worker finished taping a new diaper on her.