Mimosa Vermillion and the Diaper Dungeon Part 1 (Patreon)

This is a patreon reward for Sister Carmilla

“A new dungeon appearing here... how odd.” Mimosa noted, brushing her brilliant orange hair to the side. She approached the magical structure alone, wanting to prove that she’d not gone soft after sitting in a royal court. That even years after being an active magic knight she could still handle a challenge.

The maw of the dungeon in front waited patiently for her to enter. She found that a strange homey feeling exuded from the entrance, almost like returning to one’s childhood home after a long time. Her flower guidepost spell showed the sprawling caverns of the structure. “It’s big.” she said critically, eyeing the magical model, "With multiple entrances all over the countryside too. It seems like this one is a straight shot to the treasure room though."

With a deep breath, she took the first step through the threshold of the dungeon. The inside was fairly unremarkable, with brazier-lined stone walls leading a straight shot down this particular corridor.

Her initial exploration passed without incident. The polite mage hadn’t felt any magical fluctuations or sensed so much as a mouse passing by for almost twenty minutes. After such a long walk Mimosa was glad to see that she'd encountered an intersection. Her guidepost spell made the next decision easy; all she had to do was go left to the treasure room.

As she continued in eerie silence she sighed. “I wish I’d brought somebody with me now,” she sighed, “I didn’t realize it was going to be so boring.

Suddenly a flash of light came from above. She tried to jump to the left and avoid whatever trap she’d triggered but to no avail. Thick vines whipped around her ankles like tendrils, pulling her up in an instant. Mimosa found herself upside down and grasping for the grimoire at her hip. These were plants, meaning if she could get to her book she’d be able to subdue them.

Her thoughts were quickly occupied by something else however as the grasping plant appendages wrapped around the waist of her puffy pantaloons and tugged her underwear in one swift move, pulling them away.

“Eep!” she exclaimed, trying to pull the fabric back in place only to find it was already gone, “What kind of perverted trap is this?!”

She was glad to be alone now and luckily she wasn’t left exposed long. Something soft and plush pushed into her groin and the plant tendrils worked quickly to bring the material up around her. From her position, Mimosa couldn’t quite see what was happening, but she continued her struggle. A loud SKRRRP sound came from above her followed by a few moments of silence and before the vines began retreating, rotating the disoriented mage right side up before dropping her back to the stone floor

“Oof” she groaned as her bottom graced the hard stone though it wasn’t as rough a landing as she expected. Only when she looked down did she understand why–her pants had been replaced by a white plastic-shelled garment with mounds of padding coming up around Mimosa’s groin. “A diaper!?” she exclaimed.