HAPPY HALLOWEEN!! (Patreon)

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I tapped the wand against my hand and shook it.  When I was alive, my magic came so easily.  Zombies had such limited magical potential.  I pointed the wand again at the field of pumpkins and they started to grow and glimmer under the full moon.  I would take over this tiny little town all on my own!  But as I was lost in the fantasy of my conquest, I didn't notice the vine of the pumpkin wrap around my wand until it had pulled it out of my hand. 

"Hey!"

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Conventional wisdom was that pumpkins couldn't talk - wisdom that was true, yes, but that didn't mean we couldn't do magic, or communicate, or make plans for domination or in this case... protection from domination by weak zombie magic. Vines wrapped around the zombie woman's wand, around her leg, enough to lift her up off the ground.

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"Let me down!  I'm your master!  Don't you know that, you stupid gourds?!" 

Faces tore their way through the blank pumpkins and glowing eyes looked up at me.  Their mouths opened in laughter, but they made no sound but the creaking of their vines wrapping tighter around my wrists.  I struggled to free myself, watching helplessly as they turned my wand on me.  With a tingling sensation between my legs, I looked down to find that my black panties were gone.  In their place... a diaper?

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Zombies had very little in the way of magical potential, and even less when it came to simple magical resistances. It was, in other words, very easy to transform her panties into a diaper, pleasing and orange, just for the sake of reminding her of how badly she's messed up in trying to dominate the will of the pumpkin patch. She wriggled and wailed, but we held her tight and firm.

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"Y-you better let me go," 

I muttered, knowing that if I had the blood in my body I would be blushing.  But the vines wrapped along my arms and up my legs.  As the greenery slithered across the plastic, it pressed the thick padding into my skin.  Caressing... fondling the diaper.  My arousal betrayed me and I let out a little gasp.

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The little zombie girl had planned to be a menace to the living tonight, she'd planned to play a trick on everybody - it was only fitting now that she'd join the pumpkin patch and be our treat. The vines pulled her down into the writhing mass of greenery and we stimulated her diaper, we made her happy, we kept her pleasantly fuzzy in her head, and we were never ever going to let her go. Happy Halloween.