The Rise Of The Pamperess And The Fall Of Vegeta Part 3 (Patreon)

“Just put that down right there,” Bulma said to the mover as they brought in the last of The Pamperess’ things.

After Vegeta found out the truth the spell began to change him even more. Not only was he younger, but he had started looking so much like a girl that there were times when he started to question that himself.

In his current state, he looked no older than three years old, younger than his own daughter. Not only that, but the power that he spent so long trying to replenish had all vanished. He was no stronger than a three-year-old girl.

“Stop tis wright now!” Vegeta yelled at the movers, demanding that they take everything back. Though thanks to his current appearance they thought that he was nothing more than a child throwing a tantrum since her mommy’s new lover was moving in with them.

“Vegeta, you have to calm down,” Bulma said, pulling Vegeta aside. “I know that you don’t like it, but there is nothing that you can do to stop this. This is my home and what I say goes. The Pamperess is moving in and that’s final. If you cause any more issues for me today I will be sure to take a picture of you can send it to Goku.”

“You dummy! Kakort doesn’t know how to use a phone!” Vegeta wanted to believe that Bulma was bluffing, but she wasn’t going to let him have his way.

“Then I’ll just send it to Chichi. I’m certain that she’s curious why I had her take care of our children for so long. I sure that she’ll have one hell of a laugh seeing you in your current state. Then what do you think will stop her from showing the rest of the Z-warriors.”

“You’re a bwig meanie!” Vegeta yelled storming out of the room toward his new room which was once Bulla’s nursery.

Since The Pamperess was moving in she would be taking Vegeta’s spot in the master bedroom with Bulma. She made it clear to Vegeta that she was going to take everything from him.

While Vegeta was technically still an adult, and didn’t have to take this, he could fight back against this, but thanks to his regression he didn’t even think about that. All he was able to think about was throwing a tantrum to try and get his way. It would seem that his body now matched his mentality quite well.

“How adorable,” The Pamperess said lovingly hugging Bulma from behind. She had just sent the rest of the movers off and saw everything that just happened. Finally being able to see her spell in action was great. To think that he was once the second strongest being on the planet was practically comedy gold. It was both adorable and hilarious to watch him act like nothing more than a small child upset that they couldn’t get their way.

“So how is our adorable little sissy princess handling everything?” The Pamperess asked, lightly kissing Bulma on the side of her cheek.

“As you can clearly see, not well,” Bulma said back to her lover. “He’s upset, but I’m sure that your spell can help with that,” she said slowly caressing The Pamperess’ face from behind her.

“You know if you put him to sleep we’ll have all the time we need to have some proper fun. I’m sure that you’re dying to have some fun in our new bed. I got rid of the one that Vegeta and I used. I couldn’t bear to imagine making love to you on a bed he defiled with his filth.”

“Oh my, how eager you’ve become,” The Pamperess said, impressed that Bulma was taking the lead this time around. It would seem that her queen was truly becoming the woman of her dreams.

Snap!

The Pamperess snapped her fingers, putting Vegeta who was watching from the next room, fast asleep. He was now too young to see what they were about to do.

The Pamperess and Bulma then spent the next several hours passionately embracing one another. Each one of them satisfying the other’s needs. And while they did it, The Pamperess made sure to use her magic to summon a camera to record them. She wanted to make sure that she could save this to look back on, and if necessary show Vegeta to show him that he lost his wife to her.

Once they were done they wanted to spend the next several hours together cuddling in bed, but unfortunately, they were interrupted when Vegeta’s baby monitor went off.

A few days ago when Vegeta learned of Bulma’s affair, he regressed even more. Before he was able to at least stay dry most nights. Though now he would wet himself multiple times a night and wake up crying.

“Ugh, not again,” Bulma moaned as she tried to get out of bed but The Pamperess stopped her.

“Don’t worry I got this,” she said, kissing Bulma lov9ngly on the forehead before making her way to Vegeta’s room.

“Why the hwell are you here?” Vegeta asked confused why she would even bother coming to see him. Was she here to mock him?

“Hush, now little one, let mommy Pamperess take care of that stinky diaper for you,” she said, picking up Vegeta and then placing him down on the changing table while he tried and failed to fight back.

“Let gao of me!” Vegeta cried, knowing that it was pointless to try and fight in his current state, but he still had a bit of pride left in him that would not let him submit to her.

“If the sissy baby continues to act fussy then I’ll have no choice but to leave you in that stinky diaper for the next few hours,” The Pamperess said, pretending to walk away.

“Wait! Don’t gao!” Vegeta cried, falling for her ruse.

“Really, because someone was being quite rude. I’m sure that there is something that you have to say to me first before I even think about changing you,” The Pamperess said, knowing trying her best to hurt his pride.

“I’m sworry,” Vegeta mumbled under his breath.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t quite hear that,” The Pamperess said, pretending not to hear him.

“I’m dworry! Please change my diapie!” Vegeta begged her, tears starting to form his eyes. Never before had he been so humiliated before. This was his hell.

“There, was that so hard?” The Pamperess asked slyly. “Now lift up your legs and we can begin.” Vegeta reluctantly did as she told him to, and she smiled down at him. Seeing him like this only made her more inclined to remind him of his current position further.

“You know I have to say that you pull the sissy princess look off far more than you do your former look,” The Pamperess said, mocking him.

“What did you say?” Vegeta asked, shocked by what she said to him.

“You know the first time I saw you I thought about what an arrogant jerk you were. I was just going to turn you into a baby for a few days and you would have eventually turned back to normal. Though that was before I saw your wife.”

“I don’t know how you won her heart in the first place, but I knew the moment I saw her that I needed to make her mine and I needed you out of my way. As the second strongest man on Earth, I would never be able to challenge you to a fair fight, though that being said it was a good thing that I never fight fair.”

“After I turned you I waited and waited until she called me. I was overjoyed to hear her voice, and do you know what she wanted from me? She wanted not only a date but a way to keep you in this adorable little form of yours longer.”

“Every time we went out together I would prolong the spell, and it worked to a certain extent. The interesting was that you were recovering your strength, not your form. It would seem that your willpower and pride were saving you from facing the full wrath of my spell.”

“I knew that you would get suspicious one day and eventually you followed Bulma. I used magic on that old lady you helped to make sure you were in the exact position you needed to be to see us kiss. After that it was all left to my sweet Bulma to finish the job and get rid of the last of your pride, turning you into what I see before me. Nothing kore than an adorable little sissy.”

“You how dwar-”

SNAP!

The Pamperess snapped her fingers and a pink binky appeared right in Vegeta’s mouth. This binky was enchanted so that it could not be taken out by the user. This left Vegeta no other choice but to start sucking on it, which to his surprise actually started to comfort him.

“There are done,” The Pamperess said, after finishing putting the pink princess-themed diaper on Vegeta. “Now you get some rest now,” she said, snapping her fingers once more, causing Vegeta to feel drowsy. “While you sleep I’ll be pleasuring your former wife in ways that you never could.”

Vegeta tried to fight back against the drowsiness, but with the help of his binky, he was unable to resist it for long.

“He looks so pretty,” Bulla said, looking down at her sissy father sleeping in his crib.

“Are you sure that this is dad?” Trunks asked, confused by everything that he was seeing.

Both he and his sister have spent the past few weeks at Goku and Chichi’s house. While Trunks enjoyed spending time with Goten, he was confused when his mother told him that they had to go because she needed to take care of their sick father. When he thought of someone being sick, he didn’t imagine this.

“Hush now children, your father is sleeping,” The Pamperess said, walking into the room with Bulma by her side. “If you wake him up now he’ll be very cranky.”

“What happened to daddy?” Bulla asked, not bothering to wait for an explanation.

“Well your daddy has tried to keep this a secret from you kids, but it is best that you know now,” Bulma said, making up a lie to tell her kids so they wouldn’t call her a heartless monster.

“For a long time, your father has wanted to quit fighting. He’s wanted nothing more than to live a peaceful life without fighting. I know that it sounds strange, but it is what your father wanted.”

“The woman next to me is The Pamperess, she was the one that helped grant your father his wish. She helped him start almost completely over as a child with an average power level While your father was at first skeptical about trusting her, he eventually gave in.”

“For these past few weeks, The Pamperess and I have been taking care of your father during his transition. Transforming into such a young form has caused him to be very emotional and at times he will start to talk nonsense.”

“I am telling the two of you this because I believe that you are ready to help take care of him. Finally, I do have a big announcement to make,” Bulma said, looking over to The Pamperess.

“During our time together The Pamperess and I have slowly fallen in love. I know this seems like a betrayal to your father, but he has given us his blessing and doesn’t wish to be a piece that causes tension in our relationship, but a piece that helps hold it together.”

“No! This can’t be!” Trunks yelled in rage. “How dare you do this to him!”

“Trunks calm down,” Bulma said trying to calm down her son, but it was no use. Unlike Bulla who had obviously bought her lie, Trunks wasn’t as easy to fool.

“I will not calm down!” Trunks yelled. “I will-”

SNAP!

The Pamperess snapped her fingers and then Trunks calmed down as if he was never angry to begin with.

“Now Trunks dear I know that you find this confusing, but this is truly what your father wants. Deep down you saw the signs, you know that you did,” The Pamperess said, placing Trunks under a heavy hypnosis spell.

“Yes… you’re right…my father wanted this,” Trunks said back to her in his tranced state.

“I am so happy that you understand, no please go wait in your room. You’re mother and I will be there later to discuss this with you,” The Pamperess said, compelling Trunks, who mindlessly obeyed and left the room.

“So is daddy, going to be my new little brother, or is he going to be my new little sister?” Bulla asked, not quite caring about what she just witnessed. Since she was a child her family has constantly faced weird things similar to this, so to her, this was normal. Plus she really wanted a younger sibling to pamper, which outweighed any fear that she should have after seeing her father as a sissy baby, her brother hypnotized and her mother being seduced by a thick bimbo witch.

Yes, Bulla knew everything, but she didn’t care. All she cared about was getting a younger sibling. She didn’t care about anything else.

“Well that depends, little one,” The Pamperess said, aware of Bulla's every thought thanks to her magic. “If your daddy truly desires to be a boy then he will stay a boy, but if deep down he desires to be a girl then that is what he will become. Only time will be able to tell.”

“I’m hoping for a little sister,” Bulla said, looking down at her adorable sissy father.

If only Vegeta had heard this, then his psyche would truly be broken. To have your own daughter wish for you to become a baby girl makes you wonder if she ever thought of him as a father in the first place.

The Pamperess was actually impressed with Bulla’s indifference to her own father's will. Perhaps she had what it took to become her protégée. Though that was something to think about for the future when she was a bit older. Handing off all-powerful regressive magic is not a wise decision.

Once Bulla was satisfied with their answers she left The Pamperess and Bulma alone to lovingly watch over the sleeping Vegeta. It was clear that things would be changing very soon in the Brief household.

For the next several days after that Vegeta had to get used to his new life as the youngest member of the family. He tried to fight back over and over again, but The Pamperess was not one to be looked down on while raising a rowdy child such as Vegeta.

Whenever Vegeta would make a mess or throw a tantrum she would properly spank him and send him to timeout. Vegeta was unable to do anything but comply since she would use her magic to make sure that he would obey.

As for Trunks, thanks to The Pamperess’ magic he was acting as the proper older brother for Vegeta. He wasn’t too overbearing when it came to Vegeta, but he no longer treated him as a father.

In fact, The Pamperess actually started filling in as the masculine mother figure for Trunks and Bulla. She would help Trunks with his training and even teach Bulla new methods of keeping her father in line whenever he threw a tantrum.

The Pamperess was more of a parent to them in these past several days than Vegeta was their entire lives. It came to a point where Trunks’ hypnosis started to wear off, but he still didn’t try to help Vegeta.

While he respected Vegeta as a fighter, he never could as a father. He was borderline abusive on good days, using training as an excuse to hit his own son. After being taken care of The Pamperess, he realized that Vegeta was never the parent he needed, she was.

Bulla enjoyed her time with the current version of her father. Since she was now stronger than her father she was able to get him to do whatever she wanted. This steamed from playing dress-up all the way to having tea parties with her. And whenever Vegeta got a bit too much for her to handle The Pamperess was always there to help whenever she needed her.

Bulma was glad that The Pamperess came into their lives. She couldn’t even remember a time when they were this happy before Vegeta was regressed.

“I’ve had enough!” Vegeta yelled throwing another tantrum. “This is my famwally! I’m da daddy! Gwet out of my house!”

Vegeta tried attacking The Pamperess like he always did, but once again he was knocked out due to her magic. You would think that he would learn by now, but alas he was still just a child.

While Vegeta slept he dreamt that he had broken The Pamperess's spell and turned the tables against her. He thoroughly demolished her, and he dragged her pathetic form over for Bulma to see.

Kicking and taunting her he laughed knowing that he had one and she had failed. She tried to take everything from him, but he managed to take it all back. His family and friends that abandoned him for The Pamperess came crawling back to him begging for forgiveness.

Though as Vegeta was gloating, thinking that he had finally won, he realized that he was still in his babied state and Goku was laughing at him. In fact, all the Z-warriors were there, laughing at him. Their laughing faces turned into demons in Vegeta’s eyes, scaring him awake.

“Wahhhhhhhhhh!” Vegeta woke up screaming, tears rolling down his eyes. To his dismay, the one that came into his room was none other than The Pamperess.

“Oh my, did the baby have a bad dream?” she asked looking down at his diaper to see that it was completely soaked. “Let mommy get you changed into a fresh diaper and then you’ll feel much better.”

When The Pamperess finally got Vegeta’s diaper off, she stood there in shock before calling out for Bulma who seconds later came rushing into the room.

“What’s wrong?” Bulma asked as The Pamperess pointed down to Vegeta’s crotch. “OMG! I can’t believe it! It’s a girl!” Bulma yelled out for the whole house to hear.

Upon hearing the news of what happened to her body Vegeta passed out in shock. As she did she was at least spared embarrassment from having to see her son and daughter look at her.

A few days passed since Vegeta became a girl and The Pamperess was still having her fun.

“Who’s a good little girl? That’s right you are,” Bulma said to Vegeta who was sitting down in her playpen trying to stand up, but couldn’t since her diaper was too big.

“Awww, what a dumb baby you are,” The Pamperess said, mocking Vegeta. “Only big girls know how to stand. You need a giant ass like mine before you can call yourself a big girl,” she said bouncing her ass on the playpen.

“Shwht up!” Vegeta yelled at her, who could barely understand her thanks to her ever-worsening lisp.

“Hahaha,” Bulma and The Pamperess laughed at Vegeta since she still thought that she could fight back.

“You know I could always turn her back,” The Pamperess said to Bulma. “I mean do you really wish to be reminded of him whenever you look at him?” she asked wanting to make sure that Bulma was okay leaving Vegeta like this.

“Haha, No way!” Bulma yelled back, looking straight at Vegeta. “What you’ve done to my husband is hot! In fact, I want you to go all the way! Have her dump the rest of her adult mind into that diaper of hers turning her into no more than one big baby!”

“She’ll be no more than our widdle baby Bulgeta since she’ll forever wear thick bulging diapers.

“Nooo!” Vegeta yelled in protest. “Pwease dwon’t! I no baby! I bwig grwl!”

“Awww, one that protests from the diaper princess,” The Pamperess said, snapping her fingers together. As she did Vegeta was forced to mess her diapers, her mind slowly disappearing until there was nothing left.

“Wahhhhhhhhhhh!” Bulgeta cried out, begging for her mommies to change her stinky diaper. From now on that she’ll be doing just that. Hopefully, she’ll enjoy her new life because there was no going back now.