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Somehow, Priscilla’s heart sank even deeper. Michelle knew all this time?! Never had the mage felt more humiliated in all her life… well, outside of when she messed her diaper just a minute ago. Priscilla continued to cry, her tears again pooling around her face. She was on her stomach, head on the floor, her diaper raised up slightly off the ground. She tried her hardest not to move lest she press her bottom up against the new contents of her diaper but that would prove difficult come dinner time when she would be made to get up. It was quite a pathetic type to go into, their captor crying on the floor. The other one seems to be taking things in stride at least.
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“N-no! I didn’t…-“ Priscilla whined, trying to deny it before promptly getting choked up from her own emotions. What was the point of denying she was wearing a diaper? Michelle surely saw when those creeps lifted up her skirt. How did she know she messed it? Perhaps she could deny that too. But what would be the point? She didn’t want to move lest she make the mess smear around in her diaper but she also wanted to do nothing more than to thrash around and cry. Well, she was definitely about to do one of those things. Unable to hold back any longer, the little mage wailed loudly, not unlike the infant the thieves claimed the two to be.
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“Don’t you think I already tried that?!” Priscilla shouted, flailing about on the ground in frustration. “If I could have done that, I already would have! I-“ she was going to say more but she felt this strange feeling towards her bottom, as if something had just passed through it. Her worst fear was promptly concerned as she felt the back of her diaper droop down as the gate opened and she was unable to hold it any longer. Thankfully though it was a quick process this time around but as one could imagine it left poor Prissy in tears regardless.
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“No…. You think?!” Priscilla shouted, the diapered mage lashing out in frustration. God, how can someone be so oblivious! What, was Michelle’s head in the clouds this whole time?! The woman then groaned, her bowels now putting a painful amount of pressure on her. She might not be able to last much longer. The churning was starting to get loud, if she was to have an accident now, now telling how deadly it would be! “Please… just let us go…” she cried, her teals pooling around her face on the floor.
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“No! Stop! G-go away!” Priscilla yelled at the top of her lungs as the little mage tried her hardest to put up a resistance. Unfortunately, since her physical strength is so astronomically she was quickly and easily overpowered. Her diaper was on full display now… there was no hiding it… hopefully Michelle was looking the other way or something, right? Yeah, as if. Priscilla squirmed and wriggled, not unlike a worm after the rain. But it was to no avail. The only thing that ended up doing was upsetting her bowels even more. Her stomach churned loudly, tears forming in her eyes. She couldn’t get into a position to hold it in better with this bandit keeping her in place.
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“I am not a diapered baby!” Priscilla whined, her face burning red due to a mix of shame and frustration. “I am an adult like the rest of you… and don’t you forget it!” She shouted, getting up off the ground and managing to stand on her own two feet. That way she could be taller than the bandits who were sitting down at the time. But due to how diminutive the mage was, that was still only slightly. Though she realized then that her legs weren’t tied like her arms were. Priscilla considered making a break for it right then and there, but chances are they’d just tackle her to the ground or something. Perhaps she could sneak out? But perhaps the bandits didn’t think she would stand up in the first place and that’s why they left her legs free. Who knows?
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What, seriously? She was actually changing Michelle? That was… oddly nice of her. And the perfect distraction…! Priscilla rustled about to try free herself so she should her escape. But damn, these knots were too tight! She even tried hopping about but all that ended up doing was making her fall on her side. She yelped instinctively though fortunately her long cloak was keeping ber diaper concealed…. Mostly.
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“Now’s not the time for that, Michelle…!” Priscilla whispered to her under her breath, all the while gritting her teeth. She promptly turned to the recently appointed “babysitter” and started to beg profusely. “Please let us go! W-we don’t have any money! We h-have nothing you want! Surely there are prettier girls out there? Right? Come on! Please…?” She tried her best to bargain but the most that did was making poor Priscilla look rather pathetic. Her bowels churned. She needed to go but it was nothing crazy. Since she was not using magic, she would have no trouble holding it like any other person. But even the average Joe can’t hold out forever!
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Within the blink of an eye, a bandit came and promptly knocked Prissy out before the little mage could even react! She came to a little while later, a sharp pain emanating from the back of her neck where she was struck… as well as her bowels which were dangerously full. “Hnnngh…? What ha-“ she was about to ask before the question was promptly answered for her. In every direction, a pair of eyes were set on her. She tried to get up but she was tied down! The woman tried to break free but no dice… the knot was too tight and she was simply too weak! “W-who are you people?!” She shouted, demanding answers! Not like she was in a position to make demands though.
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A chill went up the young witch’s spine. Who were these people? The way they were leering at her… Oh god, are these bandits? “W-we were just leaving.. Sorry, w-we’ll get out of you hair… Come on Michelle.” Priscilla said as she grabbed the cleric’s hand and tried to lure her away from these people. Priscilla got a baaad vibe from them. Problem was, the diapers they were both wearing heavily impeded their mobility, especially since Michelle’s was full. Before they knew it, they were completely surrounded! Priscilla grinned her trusty staff as a bead of sweat rolled down her face. Hopefully things would have to get ugly…
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“I don’t think we have much of a choice…” Priscilla said begrudgingly, waddling closer towards the fire, her shoe snapping a branch as she approached. Shoot! She didn’t mean to make that much noise! But it could also be Kennan so there’s a chance that wouldn’t matter, right? At a point though, Priscilla stopped moving. Her legs shook in place. She wasn’t having an accident or anything, she was just scared. She almost wanted to reach for Michelle’s hand to calm her down but the young woman refrained. She was an adult after all!
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“Is he not… with us?” She asked, her gaze towards the floor. She lifted her head anticipating to find Kennan right in front of them like he’s supposed to be. Only… he wasn’t there! Worried, Priscilla shouted for him. “Kennan! Kennan, where are you?” In practice however, her shouts were barely above an inside voice. But just because she was quiet doesn’t mean she wasn’t worrying. Quite the contrary, she was freaking out! “Did you see where he ran off to?” Priscilla asked, her lip quivering a bit out of anxiety. He was the one with the map! Without him, they were totally lost in the middle of who knows where!
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“That he is…” Priscilla replied with a sigh. He really was good to her, wasn’t he? To the both of them. Priscilla would never dare tell Michelle this but the two had quite the experience just after their first encounter. And by that, she means the diaper change. “Well, we were back in Claycliff and like I s-said before, I was looking for someone to party up with…” she said before taking a moment to catch her breath. As mentioned previously, her stamina is pathetically low. Once she got her second wind, she resumed her monologue. “…and, well, he was also interested in taking on that quest. I had use of his n-navigational skills and he has use for my skills in magic… so of course we partied up. And now we’re here! Speaking of… where are we?” She looked around, unfamiliar with the surrounding area. Either she wasn’t paying attention when they last came through or this was a different route. Which was it?
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Oh yeah… Priscilla hadn’t quite considered that… it was probably rude of her to turn her nose, wasn’t it? Though it’s easier to say you’re not going to do it anymore than to actually stop. I mean, come on! ”Oh, m-me?” Priscilla exclaimed, snapping back to reality after being lost in thought for a moment. “Well, there’s… u-um… not really much to tell.” She replied, stuttering on her words a bit. This stop and go speech pattern was normal for her around people she doesn’t know well. Hopefully it will recede as she gets to feeling more comfortable around everyone in the party. “I… Well, to be honest, I’ve been running a bit tight on cash as of late… it’s hard to get good paying quests these days, y-you know! When I heard there was a fortune waiting for whoever completed t-this one, how could I refuse?! So I looked around for someone to escort me… and that’s when I met… him.”
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“You mean you just…?” Priscilla said, not even bothering to finish her sentence. She simply winced in disgust as a strange feeling surged through her body. Gross. Simply disgusting. It’s one thing to need them but to be so nonchalant about it? At least keep that info to yourself! All momentum Priscilla might have had was just thrown out the window. Well… not that she had much to begin with. Priscilla was desperate for a subject change. “So… um…” She muttered as she tried to come up with literally anything else to talk about. But she barely knew the other woman. She knew nothing of her interests, hobbies, any sort of conversation starter. God, this was infuriating! Social anxiety is a force of nature I’ll tell you what.