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Part 7

Lilly: We have to find a way to get out of here.

Marissa; Says the girl who was acting like a toddler for a full month.

Lilly: You know I was under her spell, it wasn’t really me.

Marissa: She says you need to want it at least a little to go that deep into the regression.

Lilly: Oh… Well I gotta admit… at first, unconsciously… it felt kind of nice to be able to let go. To feel like a kid again, you know? No responsibilities, no adult stuff, just fun all day.

Marissa: Yeah… Fun and pissing yourself.

Lilly: I guess I did that a lot huh.

Marissa: Sometimes I’m scared I won’t be able to regain my bladder control once all this is over. If… it ever ends. 

Lilly: Don’t worry, I’m sure one day you.. Maybe you’ll need to be re-potty trained, go through the Pull-Ups phase like me!

Marissa: It’s not funny! You don’t even get to wear Pull-Ups now so stop bragging.

It was true. After being called out by Sarah, Daphnee had come to change both girls. Marissa was put back in one of her super thick Rearz Safari diapers that didn’t even allow her to close her legs completely while Lilly was put in an oversized Huggies diaper with Winnie the Pooh on it.

Lilly: I think the key is Elizabeth. She’s known Sarah the longest, she might know things we don’t… and she seems to be close with her. Sarah craves her friendship enough to turn her into a kid her age, not a baby to watch over.

Marissa: She made her a bed wetter and occasional pants wetter though, so she would still feels more grown up.

Lilly: It’s obvious Sarah only wants a friend! She’s a bored witch with zero social skills who decided to create her own friends…

Marissa: You mean she’s a sociopathic maniac who enjoys regressing adults just to use them as her barbie dolls.

Lilly: Yeah something in between I guess.

Marissa: Do you think there’s other witches?

Lilly : What do you mean?

Marissa: Well, if Sarah’s a witch and magic exists… there must be other witches, right? What if we escape and find another witch to turn us back into normal?

Lilly: How are we gonna do that though? We can’t travel, everybody sees me as a toddler, Elizabeth as a 10 year old.

Marissa: Maybe they’d see me as an adult. Albeit a diaper-wearing one. Maybe we could pull it off. 

Sarah and Elizabeth came back to the room.

Sarah: Hey babies, we decided we’re hosting a sleep over tonight and since you’re the only ones to stay at the house, you’ll be invited. Yes, even you Marissa, but don’t you crap your diaper in my room, I don’t want it to stink all night.

Marissa: What? Oh… Of course not Miss Sarah.

Sarah: And Lilly we’ll put you in your night diaper so you don’t make a mess eveywhere.

Lilly: I’m already wearing one. 

She flipped up her skirt to show her babyish Huggies diaper.

Sarah: Good. Try not to wet it before we go to bed, I don’t feel like changing you. Now. Elizabeth is my best friend and she’s very shy about her bed wetting… but I’ve assured she doesn’t have to, especially with you two babies already in diapers. She wears Goodnites to bed, they’re like your Pull-Ups Lilly, but for grown up girls like us. She’s gonna put them on now.

Elizabeth: Now? But it’s not even dinner yet…

Sarah: Yes, but you always put them on before bed time to make sure you don’t forget.

Elizabeth: Usually it’s more around 7 or 8:00, not 6:00…

Sarah : I said…! Fine. Okay then. I’ll go tell mom you’re staying over. When you want to get ready for bed you can join me. We've got a few spare Goodnites for you.

Sarah started walking away towards the door. They were left once again all together.

Lilly: Okay so we we’re wondering if you….

Lilly stopped her sentence as she watched Elizabeth gasp, mouth open, head down to look at the crotch of her jean overalls, which was beginning to darken. A large, growing, wet spot was forming between her legs. Sarah had made her pee her pants as she was leaving. Tears of humiliation were forming in Elizabeth’s eyes.

Marissa: Hey… it’s okay. You’ve seen me shit myself in a diaper today and Lilly peed herself right before you arrived. We’re all in this together.

Without saying anything, her head down, a pouting Elizabeth followed after Sarah, with a big wet spot on her butt, urine leaking all the way down to her socks. Smelling like pee and shame, the 20 year old little girl who had just had an accident was now ready to go put her training pants on for the night.

Marissa: We have to leave tonight.