Her Choice: A Transfem ABDL Transformation Story (Ch 1-10 March 5)

[LexiinDiapers]

AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is my first attempt at a story and I wanted to clarify one thing. This is at its core a transfem MTF transformation story. As a trans woman I have some experience with the feelings, emotions, and hurdles of this, but I absolutely do not have a cis woman's perspective on anything. There will be sex and body exploration moments, and as someone without a vagina I had to research what this is like. Hopefully it doesn't come across like some dumbass virgin wrote it. Anyway, I hope you enjoy

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Chapter 1: In Which She Makes a Wish


Ryan stared in awe at the being hovering before him, a beautiful woman with long flowing chestnut colored hair held in a ponytail by a turquoise band, a matching bedlah top covering her chest, and gold bands around her wrists. Piercing blue eyes regarded the boy, a hint of a smile touching them. However the most notable thing in Ryan's estimation was that just below the navel her body ended and below that she was made of a lavender smoke that endlessly emanated from an ornate antique bottle, twisting and flowing in eddies and swirls that seemed to hypnotize him as he beheld the being before him.

“Well met, Master,” intoned the strange ethereal woman. “I am known as Sisu the Giving, genie of the bottle. I give you my most humble thanks for freeing me. In return I shall grant you all your heart’s desires. May I ask the name of my Master?”

Ryan stared slack-jawed. He had found the bottle in an antique shop tucked away in an alley that he’d never meant to go down in the first place. He’d bought it as a gift for his girlfriend’s birthday. Andrea loved antiques and Ryan had thought she’d love the bottle especially, but when he pulled out the stopper this was the very last thing he’d expected to happen. Finally after a moment of stunned silence he spoke to the genie before him.

“I’m, uh, Ryan,” he said lamely. “You…you're really a genie? I mean, uh, obviously you must be, but…I didn't know genies were real.”

“Indeed I am,” Sisu the Giving said. “Alas, my kind are rarer in this age. I can feel only three others of my kind left in this world. Many of us have passed to realms beyond, or shall never be found again and have wasted away. ‘Tis a great tragedy, but unfortunately not one that I may remedy, for my bond is to you, my Master. As he who has freed me I am bound to your eternal servitude. As they say, your wish is my command!”

Sisu smiled brightly and twirled in midair as bright glittering sparks flew about her from her fingertips, painting her as the very picture of ethereal beauty. Ryan was awed by her, still hardly believing what was happening.

“Wish? You mean you can really grant any wish I want?” he asked.

“Of course, my Master! I shall grant anything you desire. Fame, fortune, love, anything you ask of me shall be yours!”

Ryan paused, suddenly wary. “Hold on,” he said cautiously. “In stories genies aren't always so kind in granting wishes, there's always some kind of twist.”

Sisu’s eyes twinkled as she regarded her new master. “Indeed,” she agreed. “Many of my kind have done these things. I, however, shall not warp your wish into some unfavorable or nefarious outcome. Your wish shall be granted perfectly and according to your true desire.”

Ryan waited for a moment for Sisu to speak. “But…?” he prompted.

Sisu smiled a wan and dry smile. “Of course,” she confessed, “a price must be paid. For everything you receive something from you shall be taken. This thing I will not tell you and you shall not know until it is gone, but I give you my solemn vow that neither you nor those you love shall come to harm, nor shall your wish be tainted.”

Ryan considered this. If what Sisu was saying was true it wasn't as bad as the stories had said it would be. However, this could potentially be just as bad, especially if he didn't know what he'd have to give up. Still, the trade-off might be worth it in the end after his three wishes were through. Actually…wait a minute.

“Wait,” he exclaimed as the thought occurred, “you haven't told me how many wishes I get!”

“That is because there is no limit,” Sisu proclaimed. “I do not limit you to one, three, or even five as some of my brothers and sisters may have. You may decide yourself when the price becomes too high for you to ask for more.”

Ryan paled slightly. These trades must be pretty serious if Sisu thought he would give up on his own accord. What would be the breaking point? What would be taken from him that would cause him to quit? And just because something wasn’t harmful doesn’t mean it couldn’t be bad.

“That's…different,” he muttered uneasily. “Is there anything else I should know? Any more rules like no killing or no love?”

“Nothing of that sort. Love is easy to manipulate, even if it can get a bit unpleasant. If you truly wish someone to die then it shall be done, but the price of ending a life shall be severe.” Sisu’s eyes turned steely and sharp. Ryan could see the weight of her words reflected in her expression as she spoke.

“I would also caution against raising the dead,” the genie continued. “It can be done, but things tend to get…messy. Besides these, I give you one final warning.”

The swirling smoke comprising Sisu's lower half suddenly shifted inward and formed into slender legs with a gold and turquoise pair of pants to match her bedlah top. Sisu touched down on the floor and took one quick stride to be face to face with Ryan for the first time. She stood at eye level just a few inches away and Ryan instinctively took a half step back.

“What is done cannot be undone,” she warned, the severity shining in her eyes once more. “Neither wish nor sacrifice may be reversed. What you get and what you lose shall remain for all your life. Choose wisely.”

With her warning completed Sisu floated back up into the air, taking a pose as if she were lounging on a chair, her head propped on her arm and her legs crossed, all trace of seriousness gone. Ryan swallowed nervously.

“So, my Master,” she smiled. “What is your wish?”

Ryan regarded the genie nervously. A pit had begun to form in his stomach as he weighed the choice before him. He could have anything he wanted. But was it worth the risk? What could he want so bad that it would be…

He paused, and the pit grew deeper. Ever since the lavender smoke began pouring from that bottle a thought had played at the back of his mind, a thought that had grown stronger even as Ryan tried to shove it down, shove it back into the dark place of his mind where he kept it locked. Some days it stayed put, content to stay away, but it was always there, waiting, and on the nights when it broke free it consumed him and left him aching, sleepless, and hopelessly despairing. But now there was no avoiding it, and 27 years of repressing this feeling had finally taken its toll. It was free now, and the thought, that terrible ache, could be made real, and almost without even thinking Ryan spoke.

“I…can you…” He hesitated.

“Hm?” questioned Sisu, a curious look on her face. “What is it that troubles you, Master?”

Ryan could hardly breathe, he felt like he was being choked. He forced himself to take a deep breath and count in his head until he was calmer. 1 and 1 is 2. 2 and 2 is 4. 4 and 4 is 8.

“I wish…” he started. 8 and 8 is 16. 16 and 16 is 32.

Sisu smiled, and unbeknownst to Ryan she used a tiny portion of her magic to loosen his tongue. She had a sneaking suspicion what his wish would be. It was not the first time she had seen this happen.

“Speak, Master,” she intoned.

Ryan counted 32 and 32 is 64, took a deep breath, let the pit fill his entire being, and spoke.

“I wish I was a girl,” she commanded.

Sisu did a midair somersault and landed in front of Ryan, her eyes glittering and her grin wide. Just as she’d suspected.

"Your wish is my command, Mistress.”

Smoke poured from the bottle, surrounding Sisu until she was no longer visible. At once the column of lavender haze drifted towards Ryan, enveloping her in a soft caress from head to toe. She shivered as she felt herself begin to change. Her short hair grew, lengthening to halfway down her back, light and smooth. Her shoulders and waist began to narrow at the same time as her hips began to widen. She suddenly felt very tight in her jeans and worried about them ripping as she felt her butt also begin to expand. She couldn't be too sure through the smoke but she could swear she felt herself shrinking.

It was all too much. She could hardly breathe. It felt as though there was a heavy weight on her chest. She put her hand up and gasped, feeling the mounds beneath her shirt as her new breasts began to swell. She was suddenly very scared of how she hadn't specified anything about this, but there was nothing to be done now. Just as she was beginning to worry that they were going to get too big the swelling slowed and stopped. She breathed a sigh of relief, but tensed again as she heard Sisu’s voice in her ear.

“Apologies, Mistress, this next part is going to be a bit invasive, but I need to be precise here. I promise I shall be gentle and make it nice for you.”

The smoke receded from her head and feet, gathering at her crotch and moving into her pants. She squealed in fright as she felt her manhood begin to shrink, then let out a soft moan as she felt pleasure radiate from it. She shook and her knees buckled as she suddenly felt the greatest orgasm of her life rock her. Pure ecstasy radiated out from her crotch as she sat on hands and knees, unable to move as the genie continued her work. It came in waves in ways she had never felt before, reverberating through her whole body, shaking her to her core. As the bliss rolled over her she felt the genie moving deeper and deeper inside her new genitals. She could feel things inside her moving, being rearranged, transformed from her previous male organs to her new female ones. Soon the waves of pleasure subsided and she was left panting on the floor. Eventually she was dimly aware of the smoke coalescing in front of her as Sisu appeared again, looking proud and grinning from ear to ear.

“I must say,” bragged the genie, “that this may be my greatest work in centuries.”

Ryan looked up at Sisu, eyes wide, still catching her breath.

“That…that was…” she panted in an unfamiliar high-pitched voice.

“I’m really quite good,” the genie said, evidently very pleased. “Still, we're not quite done. There's one last finishing touch.”

Ryan cocked her head to the side. What could possibly be left? Everything about her was fundamentally different now, even the world looked bigger.

“What-” she started before Sisu knelt down, took her head by the chin, and kissed her firmly on the lips.

Ryan's eyes went wide as suddenly thoughts, memories, and knowledge flashed in her mind. How to put on makeup, how to wear a bra, how to manage a period, everything one could ever need to know about being a woman was beamed directly into her head. At the same time Ryan felt something else leave her mind, some small piece of former knowledge taken. Was this the trade?

Sisu broke the kiss after just two seconds, though to Ryan it had felt like an eternity. She wobbled slightly on hands and knees, then fully collapsed on her side, whimpering, the room spinning above her. Sisu drifted down to rest beside the poor girl and placed Ryan's head in her lap. The genie began to stroke Ryan’s hair and spoke softly to the new girl before her.

“It is alright, Mistress. You have been through a lot. Just breathe and it will pass.

Sixty…sixty-ffffff… Ryan's head was still swimming with the process and couldn't really focus properly on her numbers. But as her head began to clear she tried to focus on what was taken from her mind, something important, something she felt like she had all her life that was now missing, but no matter how hard she tried she couldn't remember.

“What was it?” she asked the genie unsteadily in her new higher, softer voice. “What did you take?”

Sisu smiled down at Ryan. “Nothing too important. You'll find out soon enough.”

Ryan blinked up at the genie. She was beautiful, and from here she looked almost motherly. As the last of the head fog cleared, Ryan sat up as straight as she could, if a bit unsteady, next to the attentive genie. Did Sisu get bigger? Or did…

Ryan propped herself on the coffee table and slowly pulled herself up. Sisu stood and offered a helping hand which Ryan took as she took stock of everything. No, she wasn't imagining it, Sisu was taller than her, but only because Ryan was shorter. She had been at eye level with the genie before but now Ryan had lost at least eight or nine inches. Even her clothes hung weird and her jeans bunched up considerably around her ankles and under her heels. She'd have to have Andrea measure her when-

“Andrea!” she squealed at the thought of her girlfriend. “What's she going to think seeing me like this?! I didn't even think about how she'd react! Sisu, change me back! She’s supposed to come over tonight!”

Sisu gave a tsk tsk noise and wagged her finger at the girl. “Apologies, Mistress, but as you recall one of my rules was that wishes cannot be undone. I believe there's a delightful phrase in this time, ‘no take-backsies.’”

Ryan groaned. Of course, stupid stupid Ryan, never thinking ahead. What was she going to do?

“If I may, Mistress,” Sisu said, “I'd advise you to worry less about your girlfriend and more about yourself. You seem to be having some…difficulties?”

Ryan looked up at the genie, still helping her stand, wondering what she was talking about, when she suddenly felt something very warm between her legs. She looked down and jumped back in alarm as she saw a growing wet stain around her crotch that was beginning to run down her legs, completely soaking the front of her too-tight jeans. It took a second for her to fully realize what was happening, but when she did she was utterly mortified.

“What the fuck what the fuck!” She shrieked. She tried desperately to put her hands between her legs in an attempt to stop it, but to no avail. Under no control of her own she was wetting her pants and could not stop.

 

[LexiinDiapers]

Chapter 2: In Which she Takes a Shower

 

“Wh-what did you do?!” Ryan stammered. “Why am I pissing myself?! Make it stop!”

“Apologies, Mistress,” Sisu purred, a sly smile playing across her face, “but once again changes may not be reversed. Behold your price, for now and forevermore.”


Ryan whimpered pitifully as the flow slowed and finally stopped. Gingerly she took her hands away to survey the damage. Not only were her jeans thoroughly ruined but so too were her socks and carpet as she stood in a puddle of her own pee. She whined, heart racing, as the full gravity of the situation settled in. She may be in the body of her dreams, but now she was apparently incontinent. She hadn't even realized she was peeing until Sisu had pointed it out. Her knees felt weak again and she started to wobble.


Sisu reached out and caught her before she could fall again. “There now, Mistress,” she said to the poor girl. “I am sure you will manage. After all, is this not what you wanted? You got exactly what you wished for. This will be a small price in the end.”


Ryan pulled away from the genie, her stomach churning with so many mixed emotions. “I…I don't…this is so much. I don't know how I feel right now. I mean, yeah. I'm a girl, but… I don't know. What do I do?”


Sisu drifted a few feet into the air, laying on her back this time and looking upside down at Ryan. “Well for starters, I advise you to change. You do not want to be in those ruined garments much longer. Besides, I am sure there are plenty of new things you are eager to explore.”


Ryan's stomach did a small flip. She hadn't actually considered yet that she would have to examine her new body. Slowly she nodded and said, “Yeah, you're right. I should…um…take a shower at least.”


Sisu nodded. “A good idea. Take your time, I shall be here when you return.” She righted herself and gave a small bow to Ryan as her form began to fuzz and become smoke once again, which promptly flowed into the antique bottle from whence she came, sealing with a pop, leaving Ryan alone with herself.


The girl looked at the bottle for a second, then took a deep breath and walked to the bathroom. Or at least she tried to. She had anticipated struggling because her pants were too long and covered her feet, but what she didn’t anticipate was her center of gravity being thrown off considerably and she tumbled to the floor pretty much immediately. Not only was she shorter, but her body weight was redistributed to places she wasn’t really accustomed to and it took a moment to find her balance properly. She wobbled and hastily stumbled to the hallway where she was able to support herself on the wall and make her way carefully to the bathroom.


Most of the things in there belonged to Andrea, Ryan mostly just kept her toothbrush and razor on the sink and shampoo in the shower. Ryan wondered if she should start getting moisturizer or something when she caught herself in the mirror and let out a gasp.


The girl looking back was almost completely unrecognizable. The long dark hair framed her face in a way that emphasized her baby blue eyes like she'd never seen. Her face was rounder, less angular. Her t-shirt hung loose on her, but she could see that her shoulders were much narrower than before and gave her a very petite look.


“Oh my God,” she whispered to herself, leaning close to the mirror. “I’m…I'm cute! I’m really cute. I thought I'd end up more pretty, but…man, I'm adorable.”


Her eyes drifted down and noticed the shape under her shirt. Taking a breath she pulled off her shirt to expose her new boobs. She had no real frame of reference besides Andrea, but she thought they were a very good size, enough to get a good handful of and then some. She hefted them and squeezed them, a big smile on her face, as she took a nipple and gave it a firm pinch. It sent a jolt through her chest and she yelped loudly and yanked her hand away. It wasn't wholly unpleasant, but it was unexpected. She gave another, more gentle pinch and let out a small involuntary moan as an unfamiliar, but not unpleasant, sensation radiated from her boob. She stood there, just playing with her boobs and looking at herself in the mirror for a moment, before she took her hands away to continue undressing.


Her gaze lowered further, past the mirror and down past her boobs to her pants. This was the scariest thing she had ever done, she thought, as she reached down, unbuttoned her pants, pulled the zipper, and yanked her pants down. Or, at least she tried to yank them down. They were too tight around her butt and only moved a little bit. She had to grab the sides and wiggle her butt back and forth until they finally came free. As she pulled off the soiled clothing she finally saw…well, nothing. She had still half expected to see her new vagina from some angle, but apparently it was lower down than she thought and it was obscured by her belly. She looked up at the mirror, but she was too short to see anything lower than her chest. She gingerly reached down and after a second she felt it, just a bit lower than where her penis used to be.


It was one thing to see and play with somebody else’s vagina during sex, but it was an entirely different matter to have one of her own. Her fingers began to explore the folds, finding the opening fairly easy. Steeling herself she slipped her middle finger in. She expected pleasure, but was almost disappointed as it just felt…fine? She had a finger in her, alright. It didn't feel good or bad, just…there. She pulled the finger out, a bit disappointed, and absentmindedly prodded the spot where her dick had been. To her surprise she found a small lump covered in loose skin.


“That must be my clit,” she muttered to herself. By all accounts this was probably the most sensitive spot on her whole body, so she was careful as she spread the skin aside until she felt the cool air on it. Very gingerly she brushed her finger along the nub and shuddered as she felt another wave roll through her. It wasn't as intense as her nipple, but she had been ready for it this time, and she had the sense that if she really went at it the same way it would have been much much more intense.


Ryan pulled her hand away and pulled off the rest of her clothes. She reached into the shower and turned the knob to the spot she knew from experience was the perfect temperature. She gave the water a minute to warm up while she looked at herself in the mirror before she stepped into the shower. Immediately something was wrong. The water wasn't as hot as it should be. She checked the knob and saw it was right where she normally put it. Weird, she'd never had problems with it before. Maybe something was wrong with the water heater. She adjusted the knob until it reached a nice temperature before settling into her routine.


Ryan spent a little longer in the shower than she intended, but she was marveling at how big everything seemed now. She knew she’d lost some height, but she wasn’t prepared for the perspective shift it had given her. Before she had been nearly eye-level with the shower curtain, but now she had to strain just to reach the showerhead. The world had gotten so much bigger. She looked around, feeling how strange the world felt now and it took her a moment to shake out of it and reach for her shampoo. She also wasn’t quite sure what the correct method was for washing her longer hair. For all the knowledge Sisu had beamed into her head this wasn’t among it. She just gave it a usual scrub with shampoo, but underestimated how much she would actually need, which resulted in her overcompensating and making a big soapy, bubbly mess. She’d have to ask Andrea to show her the proper haircare procedure some time. Ryan felt a pit in her stomach as she thought about her girlfriend. She still wasn’t looking forward to speaking with her after all this, but it couldn’t be helped. She tried not to think about it, but no matter how hard she tried a knot of nervousness remained in her stomach.


Ryan stepped out of the shower a short while later and toweled off as best as she could, taking care when she dried her crotch. However, no matter how hard she tried she couldn’t quite seem to get her hair dry enough and felt it dripping down her back. She took the towel along with her as she left, thinking not only of her hair but also the puddle she’d left in the living room and intended to use the towel to clean it up. Before she could tackle that, though, she needed to get dressed to some degree. She walked down the hall and into her messy bedroom, old clothes strewn about and various knick knacks and junk covering just about every surface. Even her dresser was cluttered, an old flatscreen she’d gotten from her ex taking up most of the space and leaving little room for anything else. Ryan tossed the towel onto the unmade bed and pulled open the top drawer where she kept her socks and underwear and pulled out a pair of old boxers and slipped them on.


Or at least she tried to, because the boxers didn’t quite fit. While her jeans had been too tight, apparently her underwear was too loose and slipped off immediately. Ryan frowned and reached for a different drawer holding her shirts, which she found had a similar issue. Every one of the shirts was far too big on her petite frame and if she tried hard enough she could slip entirely through the neck hole of some of the biggest ones. Of course, all of her pants were too tight with all but the biggest pair refusing to go over her butt at all. Ryan noted that even if they would fit they would all be too long after losing so much height. Her old men’s pants weren’t going to fit her no matter how hard she tried.


Ryan had a thought then, and dug through the laundry until she found what she was looking for, a pair of jeans that Andrea had left there a few days prior. Ryan tried to put them on but found that, while Andrea’s pants did pull up to her waist, they were too big for her petite frame, and Andrea’s pants were still too long anyway. Standing there in a too-large t-shirt and nothing else Ryan gave a frustrated huff and was wondering what she was going to do when she heard a voice pipe up.


“That does not look good, Mistress,” noted Sisu, hovering in the doorway. Ryan yelped and tried to pull her shirt down to cover her crotch but in the process managed to bring the shirt down past her shoulders, held in place only by her boobs.


“What are you doing?!” she shrieked at the genie.


“Apologies, Mistress,” Sisu said smoothly, gliding into the room.” I noticed you were taking a while so I came to check on you. It does not appear that you have anything that will fit.”


Ryan blushed and looked around. “You should have knocked or something,” she complained. “You could have seen my junk! Or…my….you know what I mean!”


Sisu rolled her eyes. “Oh nooooo!” she mocked, bringing the back of her hand to her forehead in a mock swoon. “How embarrassing for me if the person who literally molded my genitals saw my vagina! The horror!”


Ryan blushed harder and looked away. “It’s the principle of the thing,” she muttered.


Sisu smiled at her. “It is adorable that you think that, Mistress. Anyway, embarrassment is not going to fix this predicament. From the look of things nothing in here will fit that new body of yours.”


“Yeah,” Ryan admitted, looking around at all the strewn about clothes she’d tried. “I’m not sure what to do. I can’t even wear Andrea’s clothes to go to the store, and even if I could I don’t know what would fit me. I think I’d need to get someone to figure that out for me and then I’d have to replace everything. I can’t afford that.”


"Oh dear,” Sisu said, taking a seat on the edge of the bed. “If only you knew someone who could do all of that and modify your clothing to make it all fit. Then you would not have to risk going out into the world in clothes that do not fit at all.”


Her eyes twinkled as she looked at the girl.


Ryan picked up on what she was implying immediately. “You mean you’d do that for me? You’d help me out? Just like that?”


“Oh, Mistress, not for nothing!” Sisu said, rising from the bed into her reclining position. “I am a genie, remember? I cannot do anything for you unless you wish for it.”


Ryan swallowed nervously. Making a wish would mean Sisu taking something else from her, but she didn’t really see much of a choice. She couldn’t look like this when Andrea showed up, she at least needed something to wear that wasn’t a total disaster. Really, what else could she do?


“Wh-what…” she stammered nervously, “what would you take?”


“Nothing too much,” said the genie slyly. “It would not be anything you would miss, anyway.”


That was worrying, but as far as Ryan could see there was nothing to be done. Ryan took a deep breath, looked the genie in the eyes, and spoke.


“Okay, I guess I don’t have a choice. I wish that all my clothes fit me perfectly.”


“Your wish is my command, Mistress."

 

[kerry]

Lots of fun here, even if the trope is well-worn. Super start.

[Little Lamb]

Got to read this one very far ahead on legitfic. It's very well paced and as grounded as the trope can be.

The genie's give and take makes for some awesome drama while still doing some very heavy Lifting at the many complicated parts of the plot.

Im really loving tô read it. Cant wait for more 

[Taki]

Ooh, excellent. This is exactly my kind of story so far. Love incremental changes where the subject keeps being tempted to continue.

[LexiinDiapers]

6 hours ago, Little Lamb said:

Got to read this one very far ahead on legitfIc

 

Yeah, I put up 11 chapters there, but I feel like I want to spread it to other places. I didn't realize how active this place still was, so y'all are behind on it lol. I'll be adding new chapters to catch up soon

[DAQ]

19 minutes ago, LexiinDiapers said:

Yeah, I put up 11 chapters there, but I feel like I want to spread it to other places. I didn't realize how active this place still was, so y'all are behind on it lol. I'll be adding new chapters to catch up soon

[LexiinDiapers]

 Chapter 3: In Which She Gets Dressed


Sisu gave a small wave of her hand and Ryan found herself lifted into the air. She gave a yelp and started to struggle as she felt Sisu’s hands on her pulling off her shirt, leaving her naked and at the mercy of the genie.


“Please do not struggle, Mistress,” the genie said as she pulled a long measuring tape from nowhere. “It makes it much harder to take your measurements.”


Ryan took a breath and tried to stay as still as possible as Sisu began measuring her, first her arms, then her neck, chest, hips, butt, legs, and so many places that Ryan felt were just unnecessary, but Sisu just kept on going. The genie moved fluidly in midair, getting each measurement precise and, with a pencil she’d pulled out from behind her ear that definitely hadn’t been there before, writing them down in the air in strange glowing script that Ryan could hardly see. There were a lot of them and she wasn’t quite sure what they meant, but Sisu seemed to understand them as she worked, even making some smaller notes beside a few of them.


Eventually she waved her fingers and Ryan alighted back down on the floor. She watched in awe as Sisu gave another wave and the glowing numbers and letters organized themselves into a neat list in front of her. Sisu pointed with the pencil to every closet door and dresser drawer, each of which opened and its contents came pouring out and organized in front of the genie. Ryan felt a tug beneath her feet and looked down to see a dirty shirt struggling to get free. She hastily took a step back and watched the garment fly into the air along with all the other clothes that she’d left haphazardly lying around. She heard a noise from behind her, turned to look, and ducked just in time as several pairs of shoes and a couple of jackets whizzed by her head to join the cacophony of fabric surrounding the diligent genie.


Sisu began to go through the clothes one by one and sort of…pushed the numbers into them. Not every number went into every garment, but when they touched the clothes they seemed to be absorbed and the clothing shifted to match the new dimensions. Shirts shrunk, pants shortened and expanded, and slowly but surely every article of clothing Ryan owned slowly was changed to match Ryan's new proportions. Ryan was so enamored with the process that she didn’t notice Sisu taking special consideration to her underwear.


Eventually every bit of clothing was altered by Sisu's careful hand before folding themselves neatly and placing themselves back where they had come from. Even the dirty clothes on the floor settled right back where they had been at the start. Her work done, Sisu conjured a piece of paper, took the glowing numbers, and pushed them onto it before settling down onto the bed with a sigh.


“My,” breathed the genie, rolling up the page in her hand and slipping it into her top. “I have not done anything like that in a while. Congratulations on making me pull out skills that I have not needed to use in the last two centuries at least.”


“Um…you’re welcome, I guess,” Ryan said. She looked around at the clothes on the floor and bent down to pick up a Pink Floyd t-shirt. It had shrunk and looked somehow more feminine in shape than before. Ryan slipped it on and found that it fit perfectly. She turned to Sisu with a smile.


“Thank you!” she said. “This is incredible.”


“You are most welcome, Mistress,” said the genie with a small seated bow. “I am always happy to do a good job. Now, there is one last order of business. Come here for a moment.”


Ryan looked at her, confused, but nonetheless walked to the waiting genie. Sisu motioned her further forward with one finger. Ryan leaned forward in anticipation as Sisu put a finger to the girl’s forehead and then pulled it back. Like the measurements she had taken before, two words were pulled from the girl’s head and appeared in between them. The girl looked at them, confused. She saw the letters, even recognized the words as something deeply personal, but when she tried to remember what any of it was or meant it just slipped from her mind like water through her fingers. Sisu took the words in her palm, closed her fingers around them, and they were gone. Sisu gave a smile and said, “The price has been paid.”


The girl blinked a couple of times then looked at the genie. “That was the price?” she asked. “What was it? I…I felt like it was important...really important, but I can’t remember it.”


“You shall see,” teased the genie. “In the meantime you may want to get dressed. I left something for you in the top drawer.”


The girl looked puzzled, but walked over and pulled open the top dresser drawer where her socks and underwear were. Her socks were where she expected them to be, but to her surprise her underwear wasn’t there at all. Instead there were folded up thick plastic…somethings with two yellow lines running along the length of them and a ruffled waistband. Curious, she pulled one out and unfolded it. The yellow lines ran all the way from front to back, but the garment as a whole had no real waistband. Instead it unfolded to a sort of curved letter I shape, with lots of cloth material on the inside and two tapes on either side of the back waistband. The girl looked at it puzzled for a moment before recognition dawned on her.


“This is a diaper!” she shouted indignantly as she turned to Sisu. “Why would you turn my underwear into diapers?!”


“Well, Mistress,” remarked the genie, “would you rather wet your pants again? By the way, I did not touch those disgusting things, so you will have to dispose of them, I am afraid.”


The girl’s fury turned to embarrassment as she remembered her accident in the living room. She still hadn’t cleaned it up and was beginning to worry that it might smell. She looked at the diaper in her hands, then back at the genie.


“Well…I guess you’re right,” she admitted, “but this is just embarrassing! What’s Andrea going to think?”


“Mistress,” the genie sighed, exasperated. “You have been turned into a girl by ancient magic, all your clothes have been transformed to match your body perfectly and what you are worried about is that your girlfriend will see you in a diaper!”


“I mean…yeah!” argued the girl. “It’s all part of the same big package of shit that I’ll have to explain, and the girl thing and diaper thing are the same thing and they’ll be the hardest to explain.”


Sisu shrugged and floated back into the air. “As you say, Mistress. I think I shall take my leave for a while as you get dressed. I know your kind value your privacy, anyway.” She gave a midair bow before turning into smoke and zipping away, leaving the girl alone in her room.


The girl gave a heavy sigh and flopped onto her bed, diaper still in hand. She took a deep breath, pulled a pillow in front of her face, and screamed as loud and hard as she could into it. It didn’t do anything for her current predicament, but it made her feel a little better. She laid there for a few moments, just contemplating what she’d gotten herself into. It was stupid to make these wishes, especially since she didn’t know what their prices would be, and now she was facing the consequences. Hell, she didn’t even know what Sisu had taken from her for the last wish, which was a really fucking dumb wish now that she thought about it. Clothes could be mended by hand or she could have just bought more eventually. She hadn’t been thinking.


She sighed, then rolled over onto her back. She raised the diaper up above her face and just looked at it. Sisu was right, she’d rather put on the stupid diaper than face another accident. She idly wondered how to even put on a diaper before realizing she already knew. Well, she knew how to change a baby’s diaper. It must have been part of the knowledge Sisu had given her with her first wish. She was reasonably certain she could retrofit the process to change herself.


With another big sigh she lifted her butt off the bed and slid the diaper underneath. She dropped down and adjusted it for a moment before she was confident it was placed correctly. She was having a bit of difficulty because of the bunched up sheets and blankets under her and she made a mental note to clear off a space when she changed in the future. She idly remembered she needed baby powder to prevent rashes and chafing, but she doubted Sisu was kind enough to give her that. She pulled the front up between her legs, adjusted it so that it would be snug, then taped it together. When she was done she sat up and patted the front. She stood to check her handiwork and noted that it was a bit loose around the waistline. She pulled the top tapes back and made a couple quick adjustments until she felt it was reasonably secure. Once assured she picked a pair of sweatpants up off the floor and pulled them on, surprisingly finding that they fit perfectly over her diaper. Sisu must have thought ahead, which annoyed the girl to no end.


The girl grabbed the towel off her bed and walked out of her room, doing her best to ignore the plastic crinkling from her bottom as she walked. She went to the bathroom and gathered up her ruined clothes and brought them to the trash. She’d liked those jeans, but there was nothing to be done now that Sisu had neglected to change them. After disposing of the dirty clothes she went to the living room and did her best to clean the wet stain on the carpet. She would have to shampoo it too eventually, she thought, but for now at least she got the most of it out. She took the towel to her laundry bin, swinging by the bathroom to grab some air freshener to spray in the living room in case there was any lingering smell. Finally she sat down on the couch, exhausted from the whole day. She looked over at the antique bottle on the coffee table and considered what she was going to do when she heard her phone ping from beside it. She’d left it there when she had come home with the bottle. She reached over and picked it up, careful not to touch Sisu’s bottle. She had a new message from Andrea.


omw shshsh I have za for dinner 😘


The girl’s stomach dropped. It was finally going to happen. Andrea would be here and she’d have to explain the whole thing and she was a girl now and she was wearing a diaper and what was Andrea going to think, would she break up immediately or would she even believe the girl about any of it and and and and-


She started panicking, breathing hard and fast. She knew she was panicking and tried to take a few deep breaths to calm herself, to little effect. She was trying her counting again, 1 and 1 is 2. 2 and 2 is 4. 4 and-, when she realized something was wrong. She picked up her phone again and reread Andrea’s text. It all was fine, except…


There was a word in there that she couldn’t read. Not that it wasn’t legible or just a mess of letters or anything, the word was there in plain English, but for the life of her she could not actually understand the word itself. Curiously she scrolled through some of her older texts with Andrea and there it was again.


hey shshsh just got out can u come pick me up pls 🥺🙏


The girl’s heart skipped. She remembered that text, Andrea had a doctor’s visit and the girl had used it as an excuse to pick her up and hang out afterwards. She remembered what the word was supposed to be.


It was her name.


“No no no no fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck!” She started hyperventilating again. She tried her hardest wrack her brain, to remember what her name was, but she just couldn’t. It was like that specific word was a hole in her mind. She remembered her last name just fine, but her first and middle names were just…gone.


“Sisu!” she shrieked, grabbing the bottle and pulling out the stopper. Smoke lazily poured out, coalescing into Sisu, half smoke but wearing a pajama top and giving a big stretch as she emerged.


“Mello, Mistress,” she yawned. “How long has it been? Time gets funny in there. Can I help you?”


“My name!” screamed the girl. “I can’t remember my own name!”


“Oh yes,” said Sisu lazily, scratching an apparent itch on her stomach. “The price. Well, nothing to be done about it, you know. Was there anything else I can help with?”


“Why of all things would you take my name?! I don’t remember who I am anymore!”


Sisu gave her a tired and irritated look as she sighed and said, “Mistress, I’m quite sure you remember who you are, that’s not defined by a name or title, it’s just your being. As for why I took it I didn’t think you would need it after this. Did you really plan to go around saying, ‘Hello, I am a girl and my name is Kevin?’”


The girl blinked “Wait, that’s my name? That doesn’t sound right.”


“Because it is not, but it was masculine like that, I just used that name to prove my point. You would have probably changed it anyway. Is there not a more feminine name you would prefer?”


The nameless girl thought about that, understanding the logic but still very frustrated by the whole thing. “I hadn’t really thought about it,” she admitted. “I guess you’re right, though. I’d probably have picked a new one eventually.”


“See? No harm done. I shall make good use of your old name. Maybe I will give it to my next master without one. That has happened before, you know. Now, is there anything else I can help you with, or can I get back to my nap?”


“I mean, I guess that’s all. Will you help me talk to Andrea later when she’s here? I don’t know if she’ll believe me if I say a genie did it without proof.”


“I can make an appearance if you wish. I shall set the time to quicken in the bottle so I can get plenty of rest beforehand. Call me when you require my assistance.”


Sisu fuzzed into vapor and swirled back into the bottle which sealed itself again with a pop. The girl was left alone in her apartment again, not quite ready to explain and still reeling from losing her name, but ready for Andrea to show up. She swallowed nervously, picked up her phone, and shot a quick text to Andrea.


Hey, some things got really weird and we need to talk when you get ehre


*here


It didn’t take long for Andrea to reply.


u ok?


Yeah, kinda. I’ll explain when you’re here. What’s your eta?


idk maybe 10ish


Ok, see you soon


The girl took a deep breath and set her phone down. Now all she could do was wait.
 

 

[LexiinDiapers]

Chapter 4: In Which She Makes Tea

 

The minutes ticked by like hours. The girl paced around the living room, rehearsing what she was going to say to Andrea when she showed up. “Hi, honey, I’m a girl now, here’s a magical genie who took away my dick and my potty training. No, that’s stupid. Hi, you probably don’t recognize me, sit down and let’s talk. I found a magic bottle with a genie in it and I wished for her to make me a girl, but the genie takes away something every time they grant a wish and she took away my potty training and my name as payment. Ugh, better, but too much too fast. Fuuuuuuuuck me, man, what am I going to do?”

She had stepped into the kitchen and had the kettle on the stove for tea when she heard a knock at the door. Her heart skipped and she took a breath to steady herself before she walked to the door and opened it. Andrea stood there holding two pizza boxes, now a full five inches taller than the girl at least. Her chestnut hair hung in loose curls just above her shoulders. She was wearing a top that ended just above the navel and bright red sweatpants. The slender woman looked at the girl and said, “Oh, sorry, wrong house,” and moved to walk away.


“Andrea, wait!” the girl shouted after her. “It’s me!”


Andrea turned back and looked at the girl. “Have we met?” she asked cautiously. “I feel like I recognize you, and you know my name.”


The girl took a deep breath and looked up at the woman in the doorway. “Andrea, it’s me...uh…”


She paused, drawing a blank. Of course, she didn’t remember her own name anymore. Andrea looked at her strangely. The girl said, “Me, your…well I can’t say boyfriend anymore. Um, I guess partner? I’m not sure.”


Andrea frowned. “You’re not my boyfriend,” she said. “shshsh’s got about a foot of height on you and is considerably less female.” Her eyes flicked up and she looked past the girl into the apartment. “Hang on, I was right, this is his place. Is he here? Are you his sister or something?”


“No, Andrea, I’m…aaaaaggghhhhhh! It’s hard to explain, come in please?”


She stepped aside and Andrea hesitantly entered the apartment. The girl shut the door and took the boxes as Andrea slipped her shoes off, hung her purse on the coat rack, then moved to the living room. She set her phone on the coffee table next to Sisu’s bottle and sat down on the couch. The girl set the pizza on the counter and moved to join Andrea, but at that moment the kettle began to whistle.


“Oh, sorry, one sec,” she apologized as she rushed into the kitchen. She took the kettle off the stove and poured the hot water into the two mugs she’d been preparing, one for her and one for Andrea. She turned around and looked at Andrea in the living room where she was holding Sisu’s bottle and examining it closely.


“DON’T TOUCH THAT!” the girl shrieked. Andrea jumped, nearly dropping the bottle before gingerly setting it back down on the coffee table.


“Sorry,” the girl said, walking over and offering the tea to Andreal. “It’s…an antique. Here, have some tea. Ginger ginseng chamomile, your favorite.”


Andrea eyed the mug before carefully taking it from the girl. “Thanks? Uh, how did you know it was my favorite?”


“How many times have I made it for you? I even put a bit of honey in there.”


Andrea eyed the girl and put the mug on the table without drinking any. “Why don’t you tell me what’s going on?” she said. “Who are you and why are you in shshsh’s apartment? And how do you know me?”


The girl took a deep breath and a sip of her own tea before looking up at her girlfriend. “Andrea, I know it’s going to be really hard to believe, but I am your boyfriend. I…I found something that made me like this.”


Andrea gave her a concerned look and leaned away from her ever so slightly. “That's…look, I don't know who you are but you can't really expect me to believe that.”


“I can prove it,” the girl said. “Ask me anything.”


“Okaaayyyy…” Andrea said slowly, clearly not believing the girl. “What's my favorite color?”


“Easy,” said the girl with a grin. “Blue.”


“What's my favorite flower?”


“Snapdragons. Your family grew them in the back yard and they remind you of being a kid.”


“What's my middle name?”


“Maymie, named after your great grandmother.”


Andrea was thrown a bit at that. Only a few people outside her family knew her middle name, and fewer still knew who she was named after. She eyed the girl and asked, “What was shshsh’s and my first date?”


The girl smiled. “We went to see a movie at the Molly. It was supposed to be Howl’s Moving Castle because I’d never seen it, but when we got there it was sold out, so instead we walked along the river and got ice cream instead. You told me about your job, I told you about my family. At the end we took your car to my place. We told everyone it ended there, but you ended up staying over. We watched Avatar the Last Airbender all night and then slept together.”


Andrea’s eyes widened as the girl kept talking. It was all true, and nobody but the two of them could have known about the end. She stared, her mouth hanging open as the girl finished. The silence hung between them as she stared in disbelief.


“Andrea?” the girl said. “Are you okay?”


Andrea blinked, licked her lips nervously, and leaned forward to look closely at the girl. Those eyes…the bluest eyes she had ever seen…they were his eyes, no doubt about it. There was a telltale swirl in the right iris that proved it beyond any doubt.


“Shshsh?” she whispered.


The girl smiled back at her. “Hi, hun.”


Andrea fainted.


She came to a little while later, laying on the couch. She blinked a few times and looked around. She didn’t see anyone but heard something in the kitchen. She sat up, turned around, and saw the girl at the sink washing something. Andrea stared at her silently, not speaking or moving, just watching. After a minute the girl put the dish aside in the dish rack and sighed before turning around. She gave a yelp when she saw Andrea looking at her.


“Um…hi,” the girl said. “You scared me! Are you okay? You’ve been out for, like, twenty minutes.”


Andrea just stared. The girl shifted uncomfortably before saying, “Um…do you want some pizza? You must be hungry. I already had some…sorry, but I didn’t know when you’d be up. Sisu wouldn’t tell me.”


“You’re real,” Andrea stated bluntly.


“Uh…yep. Real as you are.”


“You’re shshsh.”


The girl winced slightly. “Yeah, um…about that. I’d appreciate it if you’d stop calling me that. I don’t…I can’t actually hear you saying it. Well, I can, but I can’t remember it. It’s gone.”


“What’s gone?”


“My name. It was a sort of bargain. I can tell you all about it. Can I sit next to you?”


Andrea looked at her, then scooted over to the right side of the couch. The girl walked over and sat gently down next to her. They looked at each other in silence for a second before Andrea spoke up.


“What happened? You’re a girl.”


“Really? I hadn’t noticed.” The girl chuckled but Andrea just stared. The girl awkwardly cleared her throat before talking. “Um…it’s a long story. Well, see I went into some antique place looking for something for your birthday, right?” She paused and Andrea nodded slowly. “Right, so I went in there and I found this.” She gingerly picked the bottle up from the coffee table and held it up. “I thought you’d like it, so I got it. When I got home I popped the seal to see if anything was inside and…well…okay, don’t freak out, please.”


The girl pulled the stopper from the bottle. Immediately lavender smoke began to pour out. Andrea looked in shock as the smoke twisted and twirled around before finally coalescing into Sisu’s upper half, lower body still smoke, and wearing her usual attire. The genie took a deep bow in the air.


“Greetings!” she said with a flourish. “I am Sisu the Giving, genie of the bottle!”


Andrea fainted again.

[DAQ]

@LexiinDiapers I wish that someone had not mentioned Legitfic. I couldn't resist and gorged all the other chapters. I absolutely love your writing style, have you written anything else?

[LexiinDiapers]

1 hour ago, DAQ said:

@LexiinDiapers I wish that someone had not mentioned Legitfic. I couldn't resist and gorged all the other chapters. I absolutely love your writing style, have you written anything else?

No actually, this is the first creative writing project I've done in the last decade. I only started writing this because the idea for it was bouncing around in my head for ages so I tried my hand at it. I'm truly blown away by the reception it's gotten over the last year. I keep wanting to write and make more, but life is hard. I'm going to be getting caught up here soon, in the meantime I'll try to write more so I can drop another good juicy chapter soon

[DAQ]

4 minutes ago, LexiinDiapers said:

No actually, this is the first creative writing project I've done in the last decade. I only started writing this because the idea for it was bouncing around in my head for ages so I tried my hand at it. I'm truly blown away by the reception it's gotten over the last year. I keep wanting to write and make more, but life is hard. I'm going to be getting caught up here soon, in the meantime I'll try to write more so I can drop another good juicy chapter soon

Best of luck. I know how hard it is! I have had ideas bouncing around in my head for awhile and can even write them out in my head, but as soon as it comes time to putting pen to paper, or fingers to keys more in these days I just get blocked up! So annoying, so many stories never get off the story board =/.

Anyway, looking forward to more!

[sklawlor]

this is really good, I like it.

 

[diaperguy85]

This story is a fun one!! I can't wait to find out how things pan out with the girl formally known as Ryan and girlfriend lol oddly enough, I knew a girl in high school named Ryan. She was short (like 5ft flat!) and cute lol

Anyway, I hope the next chapters come to you soon! Can't wait for more! 

[LexiinDiapers]

Chapter 5: In Which She Ponders Her Feet


When Andrea came to she heard voices arguing.


“-iously shocked her! That was too much!”


“Nonsense, Mistress, she was clearly already in shock from before and could not handle seeing my visage! It is not my fault if she has a weak constitution!”


She opened her eyes and saw the girl arguing with the half-corporeal floating woman. She stared wide eyed as they bickered. It was all too much, she felt like she was going to pass out a third time. Instead she steeled herself and fought down the urge, then did the next best thing, and screamed as loud as she could.


The girl and the genie shut up and the girl immediately rushed over to her. “Andrea! Andrea, listen, it’s okay! It’s alright, it’s me!”


Andrea looked at the girl in terror and took several quick panicked breaths before screaming again. The girl put her hand over Andrea’s mouth before she could and started talking.


“Andrea, you’re panicking! Remember the breathing exercises you taught me, ok? 1 and 1 is 2, 2 and 2 is 4, 4 and 4 is 8…”


She kept counting and Andrea found her panic beginning to subside. She breathed in several deep breaths through her nose while the girl counted and found herself calming until she was under control once again. She looked up at the girl who was looking back with such concern in her eyes that Andrea almost wanted to cry. Her eyes flicked to the smoky woman who now had legs but was sitting on nothing in midair, legs crossed and watching intently. Andrea looked back at the girl and pulled her hand away.


“Shshsh, what is going on?” she asked, her voice still shaking.


The girl took a breath and said, “Well, um…earlier today I went to an antique store to-”


“No, no, no not that, you told me that,” Andrea interrupted, pointing at Sisu. “What is that woman and why are you a girl?!”


“Ah, okay, um, well, I opened the bottle, she came out of the bottle, and she told me she was a genie. Apparently she’ll grant as many wishes as you want, but each of them has a trade. Remember when I asked you what it was like to be a girl? And we had that whole long conversation about dicks and vaginas and things?”


Andrea nodded and the girl continued. “Well, um, that was more than just curiosity on my part. I didn’t really know it then, but I’ve always wanted to be a girl. Being a boy felt wrong somehow and when Sisu over there came out of the bottle I knew what I wanted and I wished to be a girl.”


The girl paused as Andrea processed this. She didn’t really know what else to say so she sat back. Andrea noticed her mug of tea on the coffee table and reached over and took a long drink. It was ice cold, but she didn’t care. She drank the whole mug down and gasped for air when she was done. She blinked a few times and looked at the girl, then at the genie, Sisu, she’d said, then back at the girl.


“You said there was a trade? What did you give?”


The girl opened her mouth to speak but Andrea remembered something the girl had said earlier. “Your name, right? She took your name? That’s why you said you can’t remember it?”


“Um… not quite. That was actually…my second wish.


Andrea stared agog at the girl. “What do you mean second wish?”


The girl looked down and said “Well…I was a girl and none of my clothes fit! I would have just been in an oversized shirt and no pants when you showed up. I asked Sisu to make all of my stuff fit, and she took my name as payment for it.”


Andrea looked at the girl like she’d grown a second head. “If you gave up your name for your second wish, what did you give up for your first one?!”


The girl felt like she was going to throw up and Andrea thought she looked like it too. “Please don’t be upset,” the girl pleaded. The girl stood up with a crinkle and, with a deep breath, pulled down her sweatpants, revealing the garment underneath. At first Andrea didn’t know what she was looking at and examined it in confusion before realization hit her and her eyes widened.


“Is that a diaper?!”


The girl looked away, ashamed, and pulled her sweats back up and sat down. “Y-yeah. Yeah it is. Sisu took away my potty training, I think.”


Andrea was aghast at the whole situation. “What….what were you thinking?! You’re a girl! And you’re not potty trained and you don’t even know your own name!”


The girl’s face turned bright red. “I’m sorry, but I was kinda in shock over the whole thing, I just wished without thinking and…well here I am.”


“And you didn’t even talk to me about it?”


The girl frowned. “What? I don’t…why would I have talked to you?”


Andrea looked at the girl, suddenly furious. “Because this is a big fucking deal shshsh! You’re a girl now and you just fucking sprang it on me out of nowhere! Were you even thinking?!”


“I’m sorry! If you suddenly had a magical genie would you have waited to discuss it with me?”


“Yeah, I fucking would have! You can’t just do shit like this! You fucked everything up, and now you’re like this! What the fuck is wrong with you?!”


“I…I’m sorry.” the girl whispered, turning away. She choked back a sob, on the verge of tears. She didn’t know what else to say.


Andrea’s anger melted away as she saw the girl’s expression. Girl or not Andrea did care deeply about her and hadn’t even considered how she must be feeling. She hesitated for a second, then took the girl by the shoulder and pulled her into a hug. The girl gave another sob before fully breaking down in her arms. Andrea stroked her hair and held her close while she cried. She felt like the world’s biggest asshole for what she’d said. She hadn’t really thought about how hard this must be for the girl, too, and she’d lashed out and felt terrible about it. She hummed a tune to the girl as she comforted her.


Andrea looked up at Sisu to find her still watching the whole thing but with a much more somber look on her face. Andrea shot the genie a nasty look, one that said "You did this to her and I won’t forgive you.” The genie just looked back and gave a small shrug.


After a few minutes the girl’s cries turned to small sobs and hiccups. Andrea still held her in her arms as they lay there in the silence. The quiet hung between them for a moment before the girl spoke up.


“I'm...I'm sorry, Andrea. I fucked up.”


Andrea sighed. “You did what you thought you wanted. I wasn’t really prepared and I was shocked by it all. I was too harsh on you and that wasn’t fair. I’m sorry, shshsh.”


The girl tensed in her arms. “Sorry,” Andrea said, “I forgot.”


They sat in silence for a few more moments before the girl sat up and wiped her eyes on her sleeve. Andrea grabbed a tissue from a box on the coffee table and passed it to her. The girl sat up, wiped her face and blew her nose into the tissue, then dropped it onto the table. Andrea looked at her sympathetically for a second, then stood up and went to the kitchen to get the girl a glass of water. When she came back the girl was curled up on the side of the couch with her knees to her chest, looking down at her feet. Andrea offered the poor thing the cup, and she took it gratefully with both hands and took a sip.


“They’re too small,” said the girl softly.


“What are?” Andrea asked, sitting back down on the couch.


“My feet,” the girl said, still looking at them. “Everything is so big now except me. My feet are too small. So are my hands. I’m shorter than you now. I used to be taller than you, but you tower over me.”


Andrea didn’t know what to say so she put a hand on the girl’s knee and examined her for the first time. She was really cute, and with the look on her face she couldn’t help but feel so sad for her.


“Is there…can you wish yourself back?” Andrea asked.


The girl shook her head and took another long drink from the cup. “No, Sisu says she won’t undo any wishes.”


Andrea pursed her lips. “Oh. I’m sorry, sh- um…hun.”


“S’okay,” the girl whispered.


They sat silently for a few more minutes, the girl taking sips from the water until the cup was empty. She leaned forward to place it on the coffee table, then scooted over to Andrea with a crinkle, who lifted her arm to let the girl cuddle against her. It was a strange experience for the both of them, their sizes felt wrong to each other. Andrea gave her a squeeze and looked down.


“What do we do now?” she asked the girl. The girl gave a small shrug.


“I don’t know,” she said to her girlfriend. “There’s no going back from this, and I’m not sure if I'd want to, anyway. Yeah, the…diapers are gonna take a lot of getting used to, but being a girl is something I’ve low-key wanted for my whole life. I don’t know, maybe it’s worth it.”


“I’m glad that you feel that way at least,” Andrea said, “but I was more asking about us. You and me, our relationship. I’ve never dated a girl before, let alone one who was incontinent. Speaking of which, are you, like, fully incontinent? Like…both ways?”


“I…I’m not sure. I just wet myself after I got…girlified. I didn’t…do the other thing.” The girl looked over at Sisu who had evidently lost interest in the two and was now hovering near the girl’s bookcase, reading books' titles and occasionally running a finger along their spines.


“Sisu?”


The genie looked over at the couple. “Yes, Mistress?”


“Did you take away all my potty training, or just, like, bladder stuff?”


Sisu gave a knowing smile. “Perhaps, perhaps not,” she said unhelpfully. “You shall have to wait and see.”


The girls on the couch gave the genie a sour look. Sisu blew both of them a kiss and went back to skimming the shelves.


The two girls sat in silence for a moment before the girl spoke up. “Do you want to still keep dating me? Even if I’m like this?”


“I…think so,” Andrea said. “I’d be down to at least give it a shot. I’ve always wondered about what it would be like to date a girl. Plus, you’ll probably need someone to help you get used to stuff. As a professional girl I can teach you how.”


The girl snickered then snuggled in closer. “Thank you, Andrea. I appreciate it. I was so worried about losing you.”


“Well I’m not going anywhere,” comforted Andrea. “Actually, I think there’s at least one thing we can fix right now.”


The girl looked up at her girlfriend. “What’s that?”


“We need to give you a name,” Andrea said. “I know you don’t like me saying your old name, even if you can’t remember it, so let’s give you a new one.”


“Oh, sure. Um, did you have anything in mind?”


Andrea thought for a moment. “Well, let’s throw some names out there and see if you like them. How about…Sarah?”


“Nah,” the girl said. “I knew a girl named that when I was a kid and she was kind of a bitch.”


“Emily?”


“Feels too generic, y'know? I want something a little less common, I think.”


“Fair enough. What about…Eliza?”


The girl thought about that for a second. “Actually, I think Elizabeth would work pretty well. Both of my grandmas are named Elizabeth, and it’s my mom’s middle name. It would be a good family name. I could be…Ellie, maybe. Or Lizzie.”


“I like Ellie,” Andrea said. “It’s a nice name, and it’s kinda cutesy for a cute girl like you.”


The girl blushed. “You think so?”


“Yeah, you’re adorable. If I’m gonna date a girl I’m glad it’s someone as cute as you.”


Ellie blushed even deeper. “I meant the name, but thanks. I think I like Ellie. Thank you, Andrea, really. I’m glad you’re still here with me.”


Andrea pulled her close and gave her a kiss on the top of her head. Ellie gave a deep contented sigh. This night, this whole day was kind of a clusterfuck, but she was glad it all worked out okay in the end. Andrea was always the more levelheaded and smart of the two of them so it wasn’t really a surprise that she came around in the end. But Ellie had a new worry now.


This was hard enough telling Andrea and Ellie trusted her with all of it. How was she going to explain this to her other friends? Or her parents? That would be a whole new mess of things and if it all got out then it could be a serious issue for everyone involved.


A thought started forming, but Ellie figured that was something she could deal with in the morning. She could talk it over with Andrea then and they could figure something out. Ellie suddenly felt very tired and yawned into Andrea’s shoulder.


“Aw, is someone sleepy?” Andrea teased. Ellie gave her a playful punch on the arm and sat up.


“Shut up,” she said halfheartedly. She stood up and stretched, feeling the diaper bulk between her legs sag as she did. “Getting turned into a girl and then having to explain it to your girlfriend really takes it out of you, I guess. God knows how I’ll explain all this to my parents, but that’s future me…future Ellie’s problem.”


Andrea reached over and smacked her girlfriend’s butt, then frowned and felt her butt again. “Speaking of problems,” she said, “I think you might need a change.”


Ellie turned a deep crimson and reached into her sweatpants to feel her diaper herself. The sagging and squishy bulk she found told her that she had in fact wet herself again. She groaned and pulled her hand out. “Yeah, you’re right. Um, I’ll go take care of that, sorry.”


She started to walk down the hall to her room when she heard Andrea behind her. “Can I help?”


Ellie froze mid-stride and nearly fell over, just barely catching herself against the wall. “Wh-what?” she stammered back.


“Can I help?” Andrea repeated. “I mean, it’s okay if you don’t want me to, but you’re my girlfriend, and I want to at least try, yeah?”


Ellie blushed even harder. “Um…I guess, but there’s not really much you can do. I’m just going to put on a new one. I don’t have any wipes or powder or anything.”


“Yes you do,” Sisu interjected, floating above them, reclining on her stomach. “In the drawer with your diapers there are wipes, powder, and rash cream.”


Ellie stared at the genie in disbelief. “Why didn’t you tell me about that earlier?!”


Sisu shrugged. “You did not ask, Mistress.”


Sisu floated away and Ellie and Andrea watched her go, annoyed at the genie for different reasons. Ellie looked back at Andrea and said, “Well, uh, I guess you can help if you want. C’mon, I’ll, uh…I’ll show you what to do.”


“I’m gonna put the pizza away, I'll meet you there in a sec?” Andrea said.


“Yeah, okay,” Ellie replied nervously. Andrea moved to the kitchen, while Ellie turned and walked down the hall, more nervous than ever.

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Chapter 6: In Which She is Thoroughly Embarrassed


Ellie walked down the hallway into her messy room. Andrea always tried to clean up in here when she visited, but Ellie always managed to make it into a mess in the interim. Ellie pushed a bunch of clothes off of the bed and made a space for herself to lay down. As she was finishing clearing the bed Andrea came in, and Ellie turned to look at her. She felt butterflies in her stomach.


“You…you good?” she asked Andrea.


“I think so,” Andrea replied. “I definitely have a lot to process, but I think I'm okay. Um…anyway, let's do this thing, yeah?”


“Yeah, sure,” Ellie said, blushing. “I, um…I have to take off my pants and…diaper, so I’ll be naked from the waist down.”


It was Andrea’s turn to blush just a bit at this. Logically she knew this would have to happen, but to be there actually doing it was another thing. She took a breath and nodded. “Okay, that’s fine. Gotta happen sooner or later.”


Ellie nodded then pulled down her sweatpants and stepped out of them. Andrea noticed the discoloration on the front of the diaper, darker but slightly yellowed too. She also noticed the yellow lines on the front turned blue about halfway down, right where the discoloration began. Those must show when it’s wet, she thought to herself.


Um,” Ellie said uneasily, “the stuff should be in the top drawer, like Sisu said. I need the wipes, rash cream, and powder. Oh, and a new…diaper, obviously.”


“Yeah, gotcha.” Andrea walked over to the dresser and pulled open the drawer. She was a bit taken aback to find the drawer almost full of diapers with a couple of other things beside them. She found the requisite items pretty quickly and brought them to the bed where Ellie was laying down.


“Okay,” Ellie said. “How much do you wanna do? Sisu gave me a bunch of girl knowledge with the first wish, so I know how to change a diaper. I can do it all myself if you wanna watch.”


“I wanna do the whole thing, if that’s okay,” Andrea said uneasily. “You can coach me through it?”


Ellie nodded. The both of them were red as tomatoes as Ellie climbed onto the bed and laid down on the cleaned off space. Her heart was pounding in her chest as she looked up at Andrea.


“Ready?” she asked.


Andrea nodded, unfolding the new diaper. Ellie began to untape the old one around her hips, hands just a bit shaky. The last tape came off and the front fell away, exposing her crotch to the world. She suppressed a shiver as the cool air met her damp skin.


“Okay, the first thing to do,” instructed Ellie,” is to wipe down the area. It needs to be clean of any remaining…stuff.”


“Pee.”


“Yes, pee, thank you nurse,” said Ellie sarcastically. “I’m going to lift up my butt, you’re going to wipe me down, and then slide the new one under. Got it?”


Andrea nodded in affirmative. Ellie propped herself up on her elbows and lifted her lower half into the air. Andrea quickly pulled the soaked diaper aside and tossed it in a nearby trash can, then slid the new one under. She didn’t know if it was placed properly and hoped that Ellie would adjust it if she needed to. She got to work with the wipes, cleaning every inch of crotch area and backside that she could reach. She tossed the wipe away and waited for further instruction.


“You, uh,” Ellie stammered, “you have to wipe the, uh…my vagina, too.”


Andrea swallowed nervously. She had been intentionally trying not to think about Ellie’s obvious vagina in front of her, but she now was forced to focus on it. She’d never seen someone else’s in person. She’d played with and explored her own her whole life, but actually seeing Ellie’s in front of her was a new experience. Still, she had a job to do, and she’d need to check out her girlfriend’s pussy sooner or later. She steeled herself, reached for another wipe, then got to work again. She cleaned as best as she could, starting from the front and working back. Ellie suppressed another shiver as Andrea wiped. Eventually Andrea felt like she'd done well enough and tossed the second wipe away.


“All good?” she asked Ellie.


“I think so,” Ellie answered. She lowered herself down onto the clean diaper beneath her and began to adjust it. “I’ll do this part since it’s hard to get right.” She pulled the diaper up between her legs and adjusted it until she felt it was adequate. “I think this is how you best want it. The back needs to be just a bit higher than the front and the front should cover the belly button.” She demonstrated and Andrea nodded in understanding. Ellie dropped the front and gestured to the cream sitting aside.


“You need to spread that around to help prevent rashes. It’ll help heal rashes, too, but it’s also a preventative. Make sure you get it in all the same places as you wiped since those need it the most. You’ll, uh…you’ll have to get some in…my vagina, too.” Ellie felt like she'd never get used to saying that.


Andrea gave another nod and took the tube of cream. She squirted a fair amount into her hands and started applying it to the waiting girl’s crotch. She did the best she could, having to go back for a little more cream, but in the end she felt like she’d done a satisfying job. The hardest part in her head was applying it to Ellie’s genitals, but she took a deep breath and did it anyway. Both girls turned beet red when she did and neither of them spoke for a second. Finally, the job finished, she looked down at Ellie. “Okay, done,” she said to her.


“Okay, next is powder. Same thing, make sure you get it all around to prevent chafing.” Andrea took the bottle and twisted the top, then shook a generous amount onto Ellie’s crotch, even sprinkling some into the waiting diaper for good measure.


“Okay, last thing is to tape it up,” Ellie said. “Bring the front up, then pull the back wings up one at a time. You want to keep it all even, so do one tape on one side first then the same tape on the other. Bottom tapes first. Be careful not to make them too tight, you want them to be snug but not constricting.”


Andrea did as she was told, starting on the left side then the right, bottom tapes then top, alternating until both sides were secure and snug. She patted the front of her girlfriend's diaper and smiled at her. “All done!”


Ellie reached down and double checked the tapes just to be sure. She did have to readjust the top tapes, but overall she felt that Andrea had done a good job for her first time. She finally looked up at Andrea and reached out her arms. The bigger woman took her hands and pulled her up into a sitting position. “Thank you,” Ellie said. “I know this all must be hard for you, but I'm grateful you're here with me.”


“Hard for me?” Andrea laughed. “Honey, you're the one who switched a whole biological sex and lost her name and continence all in the same day! I just have to accept it, but you have to live with it. You're the real champ here.”


Ellie smiled at her. “It's really not so bad,” she said bashfully. “At least, not while I have you with me. I don’t know, maybe the reality of it hasn’t totally hit me, but as long as I’m with you I think everything will be okay.”


The two looked at each other, deep into each other's eyes, just studying each other in a newfound depth that neither had really known before, the kind of bond you share after something truly intimate. Andrea slowly leaned in until she was just inches away from Ellie when they both heard a voice above them.


“Now kiss!” said Sisu, watching the both of them from near the ceiling. The girls yelped and jumped away from each other. Ellie scrambled to cover her lower half while Andrea shouted at the genie.


“What the fuck is wrong with you?! Were you watching that whole time?!”


“Only the last few minutes,” confessed Sisu as she drifted down, alighting on the bed across from Ellie. “I was getting bored and you both seemed like you were having a good time. I tried to be quiet, but you two were just too cute and I simply could not hold it in!”


Andrea pointed her arm out the door and down the hall. “Out!” she commanded. “Go to your bottle or whatever and leave us alone!”


Sisu looked down at Ellie, who was shamefully covering herself. “You are my Mistress, not her,” she remarked to the embarrassed girl. “It is not her place to command me unless you want it.”


“Yes, listen to her, she's your Mistress now, too! Go, please!” said Ellie, waving a hand to the door. “Leave us alone.”


Sisu gave a bow. “Very well, Mistress. You can summon me if you need me.” Her form fuzzed and she turned back into lavender smoke before swirling out down the hall. Andrea slammed the door behind her before turning back to Ellie.


“What's her problem?” she complained loudly. “Is she always such a bitch?”


“She’s not all that bad,” Ellie said in the genie’s defense. “She did help me out with giving me the girl knowledge, and the…things in the drawer.”


“Yeah, she gave you those because she’s the reason you need them at all. Has she done anything good at all?”


“Well, I mean…” Ellie trailed off and gestured vaguely to herself as a whole. “This is pretty nice, don't‘cha think?”


Andrea gave a reluctant smile. “Yeah, I suppose she did a good job there. Speaking of which, tomorrow you're gonna let me see what you look like under that shirt. I think I deserve to see what my girl has going on.”


Ellie turned a deep shade of red and brought the blanket up to her face, thoroughly flustered and unable to say anything. Andrea gave a laugh and sat on the bed next to her, giving her a hug. “You're truly adorable, do you know that?”


“Blah,” was Ellie’s muffled retort through the blanket. “No fair. I'm supposed to be the one teasing you. I was always so good at it.”


“Sorry, hun. I forget you're still the same person in there, just in a smaller, cuter package. It's gonna take some getting used to.”


Ellie nodded in agreement, dropping the blanket. “It's all gonna be weird for a bit. There's gonna be a lot to do. Everyone's gonna know sooner or later about me.”


“How do you suppose we go about telling people about this, anyway? I didn't exactly take it great at first myself, how're we going to tell our parents, our friends, work? And there are legal things like birth certificates and driver's licenses and stuff you'll have to change. I'm no expert, but that's probably going to be a lot of time, money, and paperwork.”


“Yeah, about that…I have an idea. You're probably not going to like it.”


“What do you mean?” Andrea asked, suddenly very worried. “What are you thinking?”


“It’s…well, I think I'd rather discuss it in the morning. I'm exhausted, you must be, too, I think we could both use a good night's sleep before we discuss any of this.”


“Ellie,” Andrea said warily, “if this involves that genie-”


“Not now,” Ellie interrupted. “Sleep first, talk tomorrow, okay?”


Andrea looked at her and sighed. “Yeah, sure,” she conceded. “First thing tomorrow.”


“Okay. Uh, you'll have to clear off some space, I think there are some books or something on your side.”


Andrea sighed and started tidying up the bed. “You know,” she said as she worked, “maybe with this fancy new girl knowledge you'll figure out how to keep this place cleaner when I'm not around. Also, what does that even mean? What the fuck is ‘girl knowledge?’”


“Sisu just kinda…beamed a whole bunch of stuff into my head. Like how to put on a bra, how to put on makeup, period stuff. I'm not looking forward to that, but I guess it's part of the package. I guess Sisu considers childcare to be girl knowledge, too, because I have everything in here from how to change a diaper to the safest way to give birth, which is far more horrifying than I ever thought.”


“Yeah, I guess they don't teach guys that in sex ed,” Andrea said. “I don't ever plan on going through that, and I'm sure you don't either.”


“Yeah, no, probably not,” Ellie agreed, though she couldn’t help thinking about it for a moment before shaking it away.


Andrea finished cleaning up to the point where she could comfortably lay down. She shut off the lights before taking off her pants and bra and sliding in under the messy covers to the left of Ellie. She looked at the girl in the darkness who appeared lost in thought.


“So how is it?” Andrea asked.


“How’s what?”


“Being a girl. How does having girly bits compare to having a guy's?”


Ellie thought for a second before laying back and staring at the ceiling. “Everything feels different,” she confessed. “Even the way I move feels strange. My center of gravity is lower and I carry weight in different places. You should have seen me trying to walk after Sisu finished with me. I kept tripping over my own feet and kept bumping into everything, although my pants didn’t help at all. I was still in my old pants which were way too long on me. That’s not even mentioning the new height. Everything is so much bigger. I haven’t felt this small since I was a kid.


“I guess the biggest change for me is my…” she took a breath. “My vagina. Dicks are weird, they get stuck to themselves, they constantly need readjusting, they’re always uncomfortable. It's so weird having a thing that just…is? It doesn't move around, it just stays put. Massive improvement, let me tell you.”


Andrea giggled a bit. “Trust me,” she warned, “it has its own issues. It can get pretty messy, and sometimes stuff just comes out. It's gross.”


Ellie grimaced, but shrugged. “I guess I'll just learn to live with it,” she said, resigned as she shuffled closer to Andrea until she was pressed up against her chest. She gave a sigh before turning her back to the bigger girl. Andrea put her arm around her and pulled her in close.


“You were right, though,” Ellie admitted. “I should have talked to you before making my wishes. Or talked to anyone besides Sisu, really. She's not really an unbiased source and I think she might have influenced me somehow with her wily genie ways.”


“That bitch,” Andrea said half-joking. She laid her head down for a second before abruptly sitting back up. “Oh, right, there's one thing we need to do before we completely crash.”


Ellie turned halfway around to look at her. “Do what?” she asked, puzzled.


Andrea took Ellie’s chin with her fingers and leaned over to kiss her. This time there was no Sisu to butt in and to both of the girls it felt like the most perfect kiss either of them ever had.

[diaperguy85]

Two chapters in 24 hours?! What a treat! 😄

Both additions are lots of fun and very cute!! Pretty curious as to what Ellie will come up with to tell her family and friends. Keep it going!!

[LexiinDiapers]

Chapter 7: In Which She Washes Her Hair


“Who’s my little girl? It’s you!”


Ellie looked up from her high chair at Andrea towering over her. She was at least twenty feet tall and she was bent over and smiling at Ellie, who giggled and held out her hands to the gigantic woman.


“Does Ellie baby want her mama?” Andrea asked as she lifted Ellie from the high chair.


Ellie cooed and grabbed at Andrea’s shirt, trying to lift it.


“Aww, you’re just hungry, aren’t you? Here, let mama help.” Andrea reached down and unbuttoned her shirt, exposing her breasts to the girl, who eagerly latched onto a nipple and began sucking happily. Andrea smiled at her and hummed a lullaby while Ellie happily drank. She hardly noticed her diaper grow warm and wet, and with hardly any noise at all she pushed and a mess slid into the seat of her diaper.


“Uh oh, looks like my little girl made a stinky,” said Andrea softly. Ellie didn’t move or make a sound, she was still happily nursing from her mama and didn’t want to pull away. Andrea rocked back and forth, humming once again while Ellie, happy as could be, fell asleep in the arms of her mama.


Shshsh groggily opened his eyes. Light was pouring in from outside so it had to be morning some time. He sat up to check the time from the clock on the dresser. 10:23. They had slept for almost 10 hours. Shshsh flopped back down in bed and sighed. He’d been having a great dream, but as he tried to remember it it slipped away. Lazily he rolled over to face Andrea who was still dozing, but noticed something weird as he did. Something was on his chest. He put a hand up and felt his…her boobs under her shirt. Suddenly it all came back to her. Ellie. She was Ellie and she was a girl. In the living room was a real life genie who had turned her into a girl and…


Ellie reached down between her legs and felt the diaper there, wet and squishy. She vaguely felt like it should be messy, too, though she couldn't quite say why. She felt the need like she had to poop, but luckily it didn’t just happen like when she wet. That was good, she thought. She and Andrea had both been worried about that. At least Sisu hadn’t taken that from her.


Andrea stirred beside her, disturbed by the movement. She rolled over and opened her eyes, looking at the girl. At first she was confused by the girl in bed with her, but the events of the previous day came back to her quickly and she smiled. “Morning,” she said. “What time is it?”


“Almost 10:30,” said Ellie, propping herself up on her elbow. “We’ve been out for ages.”


Andrea yawned and sat up beside her girlfriend, looking around. “I had a dream that I was changing you,” she said groggily. “You peed on me.”


Ellie snorted. “Funny,” she said. “I think I dreamed about you, too, but I can’t remember any of it.”


“I bet it was about how amazing and gorgeous I am,” Andrea joked.


Ellie’ rolled her eyes. “Yeah, I’m sure,” she said.. “Uh, I have to go to the bathroom. I guess Sisu didn’t take all my potty training after all.”


Andrea yawned again then swung her legs over the side of the bed and stood. “That’s good,” she said with a stretch. “I’m gonna shower, you probably should too. Are you…wet?”


Ellie nodded. “Yeah, a shower is probably a good idea. I’ll meet you in there.”


Andrea nodded and walked out to the bathroom. Ellie watched her go in just her shirt and panties then flopped back onto the bed. She still felt exhausted and was processing the events of the day before. Eventually she heard Andrea starting the shower and she sighed, then got up and untaped her diaper. She folded it up and put it in the trash and made a mental note to take it out later. Grabbing a towel from her closet on the way out she walked, bottomless, from the bedroom and towards the bathroom. She idly wondered what Sisu was doing, but couldn’t quite see the genie or her bottle from the hall. She walked into the bathroom where Andrea was already in the shower, so she sat on the toilet and did her business, then pulled off her shirt and climbed into the shower with Andrea.


The taller woman was scrubbing herself with a loofah when Ellie got in and she paused to take a look at her. “Wow, you look really nice,” Andrea said. “I mean, you did before, but your body is nice. I mean…uh…nice tits?”


Ellie blushed at her and shyly folded her arms across her stomach. “Th-thanks,” she stammered. “I think yours are bigger than mine, though.”


“Yeah, well, it doesn’t matter, tits are tits and yours are nice.” Andrea reached over and booped one of Ellie’s nipples, causing the girl to jump a bit.


“Hey!” she protested. “No fair! You never let me do that!”


Andrea gave a laugh and said, “Yeah, you’re right. Sorry, sweetie.” She went back to scrubbing while Ellie ducked under the faucet and wet her hair. The water felt perfectly warm, which was weird as Andrea always tended to make it hotter than Ellie was used to. She checked the knob and found it set higher than her usual temperature.


“Hey,” she said as she rinsed, “did the water seem weird to you?”


“No, why?”


“Yesterday I had to turn it up hotter than usual, I think the plumbing’s doing something weird. And today the water is a reasonable temperature even though you set it high? I normally have to turn it down when I shower with you.”


Andrea snorted. “You do tend to melt at perfectly reasonable temperatures,” she said. “But I didn't mess with it. It's as hot as I ever make it.”


Ellie frowned. “That can't be right. I'm not boiling to death.”


Andrea started giggling at her. “Ellie,” she said in realization, “you're a girl. Your body temperature is probably higher than you're used to. The shower just feels colder than normal.”


“Oh…huh. That's weird.”


“More weird than anything else you’ve done lately?”


“Fair point, but I'm still getting used to things. I'm not used to your weird girl heat.”


Ellie reached for her shampoo but Andrea spoke up before she did. “Hold on, did you shampoo yesterday?”


“Yeah, why?”


“You shouldn’t shampoo more than maybe twice a week, it’s bad for your hair. Did you use any conditioner?”


“No, am I supposed to?”


“Seriously? You got all that new stuff in your brain but you don’t know proper hair care?”


Ellie shrugged. “I don’t know, maybe Sisu didn’t see it as necessary.”


Andrea rolled her eyes. “I’m going to have to have words with that damn genie later. In any case, you should condition more than you shampoo, it’ll keep your hair healthy.” She passed a bottle to Ellie. “Here, a few squirts of this in your hair, spread it from the middle of your hair to the tips, leave it for at least five minutes, then rinse.”


Ellie took the bottle and squirted some into her hair. She rubbed it together and applied it to her wet hair. She expected it to foam up like shampoo but it stayed gooey no matter how hard she rubbed.


“Andrea,” she complained, “it’s not foaming up. Is that bad?”


“It’s not supposed to, you dork. Here, let me rinse and I’ll help.” Ellie stepped out from under the faucet and Andrea slid past her as they swapped places. Andrea quickly rinsed herself off, then took a bit more conditioner and started applying it to Ellie’s hair.


“Next time brush first,” she instructed the girl. “Your hair is tangled from sleeping. You need to start brushing before and after bed. And conditioner goes from the middle of the hair to the tips, like this.”


Andrea worked while Ellie stood silently. She’d never had someone do anything like this with her hair. Of course, it had never been long enough to do anything with before yesterday. She was really enjoying the feeling of having Andrea run her hands through her hair and gave a contented sigh. Eventually Andrea said, “Alright that should do it. I still need to wash my own hair.”


“No worries, pass me my scrubby and soap?” Ellie asked. Andrea obligingly gave her the things and Ellie started washing up. Once again she took special care around her crotch, feeling the odd new sensations, or lack thereof. When she felt she'd done a good enough job she turned around to ask Andrea to let her under the faucet and saw Andrea staring at her.


“Andrea?” she asked. “Are you okay?”


Andrea blinked and shook herself a little bit. “Yeah, I'm-I’m fine. Do, uh…do you want me to get your back?”


Ellie frowned at her. “Yeah, sure.” She passed the loofah to Andrea and turned around. She felt the loofah on her back as Andrea scrubbed her, starting from the top and working down. After a moment she felt the scrub lift and she started to turn around, but before she could she felt a hand on her waist.


She opened her mouth to ask what Andrea was doing when the hand moved around to her stomach and up to her chest. Her breath quickened as she felt Andrea slide her hand up onto her boob. She gasped as the soapy hand gave a squeeze and pinched her nipple gently. She moaned softly and moved to turn around, but felt a second hand move the same way to her other breast. She felt Andrea, soapy and wet, press against her back as the larger woman pulled her in close. She gave a small whimper, then gasped as Andrea played with her boobs.


“A-Andrea,” she moaned. The hands around her stopped.


“Sorry,” Andrea apologized. “I should've asked first.”


“No, it’s…it's fine, I just wasn't expecting it. You don't have to stop.”


“Are you sure? I'll stop if you want.”


“No, it's okay. I…we should try it some time, right?”


“Yeah, right. Uh, maybe the shower isn't the best place, though. Let's…let's finish up here and…see what happens.”


Ellie nodded and Andrea stepped away. They rinsed themselves off, awkwardly avoiding eye contact the whole time. Andrea stepped out first while Ellie rinsed out her hair. By the time Ellie had finished and stepped out Andrea was gone, probably to the bedroom to get dressed, Ellie thought. She dried herself off, but once again couldn't quite get her hair dry. She took the towel and  walked out of the bathroom and to her bedroom.


“Andrea,” she complained, “my hair is-”


She was interrupted by Andrea abruptly pulling her into a hug and kissing her. She squeaked in surprise and tensed, then softened into the kiss. The two stayed like that for a few seconds before Andrea broke away with a gasp.


“Sorry,” she said, breathing hard. “I just…I needed to…god. Sorry.”


“...s’fine,” Ellie muttered, dazed by the kiss. She felt a strange fluttering in her chest as she thought about Andrea just grabbing her like that. It hadn't occurred to her before, but Andrea was probably a lot stronger than her now and could easily overpower her given their size difference. She wasn't sure if that was a good thought or not, but it set her heart fluttering.


“Ellie? You ok?” Andrea asked, concerned at the catatonic girl.


“Yeah, just…it was unexpected and…you're strong.” Ellie blinked and took a deep breath and looked up at the taller woman.


Andrea met her gaze and they smiled. “So, uh,” Andrea said, “wanna…wanna try again? From the shower, I mean, with the…uh…”


Ellie blushed but nodded. “Yeah, I think so if you wanna. You'll show me how to…work this thing?” She moved her hand over her crotch.


“Yeah, can do,” agreed Andrea.


They both stood there awkwardly for a moment before Ellie said, “Oh, fuck it,” and pushed the bigger woman back onto the bed. Andrea squealed as she hit the bed and Ellie climbed on top of her. In an instant their lips locked again, Andrea wrapping her hands around Ellie as they passionately made out. Or tried to. It didn't take very long, though, before Ellie’s hair started getting in the way.


“Peh,” spat Andrea, spitting some hair out of her mouth. “This isn’t going to work. Go get my purse, I have some hair ties.”


Ellie got up and nearly sprinted out to the living room, glancing over at the coffee table as she went. Sisu’s bottle was still sealed and there was no sign of the genie anywhere. Ellie quickly grabbed the purse and ran back to the bedroom. She handed it to Andrea who dug out two hair ties.


“Here, let me put your hair up,” Andrea said. Ellie turned around and let her put her hair up, but Andrea stopped before she could. “Hun, you're still soaking wet. Give me your towel.”


Ellie passed the towel. “Squeeze, don't ruffle,” Andrea instructed as she dried Ellie’s hair. “Like you're trying to wring out a towel. There, that should be good enough.” Andrea quickly put the girl’s hair up in a bun before likewise putting up her own shorter curls before looking back.


“Good?” she asked Ellie.


“Good,” Ellie said, pushing Andrea back down and climbing on top of her, their lips locking once more.


As Ellie’s hands moved to explore Andrea’s familiar curves Andrea's hands moved to Ellie’s new ones. The two girls both moaned in pleasure and they found each other’s boobs. They began to massage sensually, squeezing, pinching, pressing, all the while their tongues playing together. Ellie gave small gasps as Andrea played with her nipples, those small shocks lancing through her chest. Ellie started to grind against Andrea's leg, but stopped when she noticed a wetness around her crotch. She abruptly broke off the kiss and put her hand down to check herself.


“What's wrong?” Andrea asked breathlessly.


Ellie put her hand over her vagina, afraid she was having another accident, but found herself just wet with her natural juices. “I thought I was peeing,” she admitted, “but...I think I'm just wet from…well, wet.”


Andrea smiled and sat up. “You dork ass,” she teased. “Come back here and fuck me already.”


Ellie leaned in, but paused. Her heart raced as a thought occurred. “Would…” she hesitated before taking a breath and saying, “Why don't you get down there and suck me off first.”


Andrea’s eyes widened and she stammered, “Uh, I, um, I-I can if-if-if you r-”


Ellie put her finger over Andrea’s lips, silencing her. She smiled and used her ace in the hole. “Be a good girl and get down there and make me happy.”


Andrea melted and nodded. Ellie knew that this was her trump card during sex if Andrea was on the fence about something. Andrea just loved pleasuring her partner, more than anything, as long as they were confident about it. Of course Ellie felt anything but confident right now. This was actually happening. She'd idly wondered what this would be like since she hit puberty, but never expected it to happen in her wildest dreams.


Andrea climbed off the bed and patted a spot on the edge right in front of her. Ellie crawled over and swung her legs over the side. Andrea positioned herself with Ellie's legs over her shoulders and looked up at her.


“I'll start slow, tell me if it’s too much, ok?”


Ellie nodded, her heart racing at what she was certain must be a million miles an hour. “Okay.”


Andrea put her head down and started to lick at Ellie’s swollen pussy. Ellie immediately let out a moan and began shaking slightly as the waves of pleasure started to roll through her, radiating out in pulses from her crotch. The wet feeling only increased, although she wasn't sure if that was because of her own wetness, Andrea’s saliva, or both, but at the moment she could not care less. She moaned as Andrea lapped at her, and gave a loud gasp as Andrea slipped two fingers into her and started to massage from inside. She felt Andrea's other hand move to her upper pussy lips and spread them apart. Ellie wasn't sure what was going on until Andrea started gently licking her clit.


If the feeling before was like waves, this was a tsunami as an intense pleasure burst outward from her, shaking her to her core. She involuntarily squealed in pure ecstasy as Andrea worked. Without really thinking Ellie reached down and took her girlfriend's head in her hand and, grabbing a handful of Andrea's hair, pressed her hard into her crotch. Andrea gave a muffled gasp, but didn't stop and soon Ellie was moaning louder and louder, the waves getting stronger and stronger. She felt Andrea massage a specific spot inside her and it all became too much for the girl. Her breath quickened until she was panting, moaning loudly, the waves built and built, and within seconds she felt pure rapture overtake her as it all just burst.


She screamed as she was wracked with the most intense feeling she had ever experienced. Each wave was like the best orgasm she'd ever had as a man times a hundred. Her mind went numb as she was completely overtaken and she collapsed back on the bed, shuddering, back arching, as the waves pulsed through her, then slowly subsided. She saw stars in her vision as she slowly regained her breath. She felt like she'd just run a mile and her heart was racing hard enough to match. She was dimly aware of Andrea climbing onto the bed next to her, licking a finger as she regarded the blissed-out girl before her. Eventually Ellie came back to her senses and looked up at Andrea towering over her, grinning.


“So,” Andrea said, “was it good for you, too?”


Ellie snickered, then giggled, then was overcome by a full fit of laughter. She clutched her stomach, doubling over as she just cackled, snorting in laughter that consumed her almost as much as the orgasm had. After a full minute she finally got her giggling under control and looked up at Andrea, a big stupid grin on her face.


“I fucking love you,” she said to the towering woman, motioning her down for a kiss, which Andrea happily obliged. Andrea’s lips had a sort of metallic taste as the two of them pulled apart.


“I love you, too,” Andrea said, curling up next to her. “I don't suppose you're gonna finish me off, too?”


Ellie groaned in protest. “Hun, you just blew my mind harder than it's ever been blown, my head is still swimming, and I think I saw God there for a second. Can I get a raincheck?”


Andrea smiled at her and gave her a kiss on the cheek. “Fine,” she conceded,” but next time I get first dibs, got it?”


Ellie gave her a mock salute and said, “Yes, ma’am.”


Andrea settled in next to her, pulling her into a soft embrace. The two of them lay there for a moment, cuddling and enjoying the feeling of being together, when Andrea suddenly jumped up with alarm.


“We need you in a diaper now!” she yelled. Ellie was startled, then her eyes widened as she realized her girlfriend was right. Ellie remembered how Andrea always had to pee right after sex, it was a girl thing, she’d said, and now Ellie was a ticking time bomb.


“Get it, get it!” Ellie yelled, pointing at the dresser while she hastily cleared a space on the bed. Andrea jumped up and grabbed a diaper and started to grab the other supplies, but thought against it as time was of the essence. She quickly unfolded the diaper and tossed it to Ellie, not trusting herself to be able to put it on quick enough. Ellie understood and quickly taped the diaper on her. It wasn't until the last tape was on before the two relaxed and breathed a sigh of relief.


Andrea sat down and Ellie had just finished readjusting the hasty tapes when they both heard a quiet trickling noise and Ellie felt a warm wetness around her crotch and pooling around her butt. They both looked at her diaper to see it discoloring and the wetness strips turning blue. Ellie groaned, covered her face with her hands, and laid back, embarrassed, but Andrea watched, fascinated, until it stopped. They sat in silence for a minute before Andrea  scooted over and lay down next to the smaller wetter girl.


“This is stupid,” Ellie bemoaned through her hands. “I can't even enjoy the afterglow properly.”


“Well at least the crisis was averted,” Andrea said, pulling Ellie close. “We can enjoy it now.”


“I have to change,” Ellie complained. She started to sit up but Andrea wrapped an arm around her and pulled her back down. “Hun, I need to get changed, I don't want to be like this any longer than I have to.”


“Why not?” Andrea asked. “Because it seems to me like wet…diapers are going to be part of your life from now on. You'd better get used to them. Why not stay here and cuddle with me for a bit before you change?”


Ellie huffed, but she knew Andrea was right. Like it or not this was going to be her life from here on out. For better or for worse she needed to get used to it.


“Can I at least put some powder in?” she asked. “I don't want to get a rash.”


“Valid,” Andrea conceded. “Just come back here quick, I'm not done a-snugglin’.”


Ellie got up and walked to the dresser. She pulled out the bottle of baby powder, pulled aside the front of her diaper, and did her best to sprinkle it in, then repeated with the backside. She hoped that was enough to prevent a rash. She'd have to be extra thorough with the rash cream later. She turned to walk back to the bed and saw Andrea watching her with a big smirk on her face.


“What's that look for?” She inquired as she climbed back into the bed.


“I'm sorry, but the way you put that down your diaper was kinda funny, like a cartoon. Also, I got a look at you wearing only a diaper and, I'm sorry, hun, but you're completely fucking adorable.”


Ellie blushed and frowned at the bigger girl. “That's not funny,” she said.


“It's a little bit funny, you gotta admit.”


Ellie sat there pouting before Andrea sighed and reached over to pull the smaller girl into a hug. “I’m sorry, I didn't mean to upset you.”


Ellie sighed back, falling into the hug. “It’s fine. I guess I'm glad you think it's cute or whatever.”


“Cute as a baby,” Andrea said, giving Ellie a boop on the nose. Ellie huffed, but didn't respond.


The two lay there, Ellie resting her head on Andrea’s chest. Ellie could hear her heartbeat and gave a contented sigh as the two of them shared the moment together. Soon, though, the moment was interrupted by a gurgle from Andrea's stomach.


“Sorry,” the bigger girl said, “I guess I'm hungry. Breakfast?”


“Yeah, I really worked up an appetite.”


“Yeah, same, although you'd think I wouldn't be hungry because I already ate out.” Andrea said with a big grin. Ellie groaned and rolled her eyes.


“That's bad!” she said, exasperated, but still smiling. Andrea gave a giggle as the two climbed out of bed and started getting dressed.


“Oh, hey,” Andrea said, pulling her panties on. “I forgot in all the commotion last night, there's something I wanted to talk to you about.”


“Yeah?” Ellie asked, pulling a shirt over her head. “I have something I need to say, too. What's yours?”


“Breakfast first, then serious talk. I don't want to do it on an empty stomach.”


“Fair enough,” conceded Ellie, pulling her sweats over her wet diaper. It was sagging and kind of swayed as she moved, but she tried to tell herself to ignore it. The both of them finished dressing and walked out down the hall and to the living room.

[LexiinDiapers]

Chapter 8: In Which She Has Breakfast


“Bacon, eggs, toast?” asked Andrea from the kitchen as Ellie walked into the living room.


“Sounds good,” Ellie agreed, walking to the couch. She saw Sisu’s bottle sitting on the coffee table and turned back to Andrea. “Do you think we should offer some to Sisu?”


Andrea, digging through the fridge, stood up and looked back at Ellie with a sour expression. “Does she even need to eat?”


“I don't know,” Ellie said back. “We should probably ask though, right?”


Andrea frowned, but sighed and said, “Yeah, we probably should.”


She went back to the fridge while Ellie picked up the bottle and unsealed it. The telltale lavender smoke poured out and in a moment Sisu appeared, looking the same as usual with her bottom half smoke. She gave Ellie a great smile.


“Ah, good morning Mistress.” She looked up at Andrea. “Mistresses, I suppose. I see you two have finished your sexual escapade.”


There was a bang, a crash, and a quick “Shit!” from the kitchen. Ellie turned to see Andrea rubbing the back of her head. Ellie couldn't be sure from here, but she thought she saw a few things toppled over on the fridge’s top shelf. Andrea turned and glared at the genie angrily.


“Were you spying on us again?!” she demanded.


“No, not at all,” Sisu clarified, “I merely heard my Mistress here screaming to the heavens. I am sure the whole neighborhood heard, in fact.”


Ellie’s face flushed and she heard Andrea stammer. “W-well…next time don't mention it.”


Sisu gave a midair bow. “As you command, Mistress.” She looked thoughtful for a moment and said, “I think I will have to come up with specific titles for each of you, otherwise it will become confusing.”


“Yeah, you do that,” muttered Andrea as she bent to pick something up from the floor.


Ellie looked up at the genie. “We were going to make breakfast and thought we'd offer you some.”


“Ah! The daily breaking of the fast! It has been a long while since I have partaken. Pray, what will you be having?”


“Bacon, eggs, and buttered toast,” said Ellie.


Sisu looked lost in thought before saying, “Pig strips, chicken ovums, and hot bread with curdled milk. Sounds delectable! I think I shall have some.”


Ellie frowned at the genie. “Not how I'd have put it, but I guess, yeah. We weren't sure if you needed to eat, but thought it would be polite to ask.”


“Not usually, no,” conceded the genie. “However, sometimes it is still enjoyable to partake in the habits of my Masters. When in Reme, as they say.”


“When in Rome, you mean,” Ellie corrected.


Sisu frowned at her. “No, Romulus had nothing to do with that city, Remus instructed me to make sure of it personally.”


Ellie stared at her, not sure if she was joking. When Sisu said nothing else Ellie walked away and to the kitchen where Andrea had started heating a pan on the stove. “Uh, anything I can do to help?”


“Ask her how she likes her eggs,” Andrea said, looking down at the stove where she’d put a pan on to warm.


“Can't you ask her yourself?” Ellie asked, gesturing to Sisu. “She's right there.”


“I don't want to talk to her.”


“What? Why not?”


“Seriously?” Andrea said, looking up at Ellie. “After what she did to you?”


“Andrea, you can't be mad at her for this.”


“Yeah, I can. She’s responsible for everything.”


“Andrea, she just did what she was told, I asked for this.”


“All of it? Really?” Andrea reached down and squeezed the wet diaper between Ellie's legs. “Even this?”


Ellie swatted her hand away, glaring up at her girlfriend. “That's not fair and you know it,” she chastised. “I knew the risk when I made my wishes, this is on me. Yeah, she took away my bladder control, but I knew something would happen when I made those wishes and it was a risk I was willing to take, so either you forgive her or you start blaming me, too, because I won't have you being catty towards her on my behalf!”


The two glared at each other. Andrea was the one who blinked first with a sigh and looked back down at the stove. “Fuck, you're right,” she admitted. “God damn it, fine.”


Andrea looked up from the stove at the genie who was watching with interest. “Hey,” she said, trying to keep the vitriol out of her voice. “How do you want your eggs?”


“Sunny side up, over medium, a pinch of paprika and cayenne please,” the genie responded happily.


“Fine.” Andrea turned back and started laying strips of bacon in the hot pan.


“There, was that so hard?” Ellie asked.


Andrea gave her a glare, then sighed and turned her attention back to the pan. “You're lucky you're cute,” she said.


Ellie stood on her tiptoes and gave her girlfriend a kiss on the cheek. “It's my award-winning personality. Now how can I help?”


Together the two of them finished preparing breakfast quickly and soon Ellie, Andrea, and Sisu were all sitting at the table eating. Sisu had tried to eat while hovering above the table, but Andrea forced her to sit, which the genie found an amusing novelty. The three of them sat in a kind of tense silence broken only by the sounds of chewing before Andrea spoke up.


“So how long have you been a genie?”


Ellie choked on the glass of apple juice she was drinking, sputtering and coughing. When she got herself under control again she glared at Andrea.


“What?” Andrea asked. “It's a valid question.”


“You don't just ask someone why they're a genie, Andrea!” She looked over at Sisu. “That's rude, right? That's probably rude.”


Sisu grinned, a half chewed bite of toast in her mouth. “Not as much as you would think,” she said around the food. “It is a common question my Masters ask.” She looked at Andrea, swallowed, and said, “I have been one of the djinn since before man has walked the Earth. I do not remember my creation nor my earliest years, those memories are lost to the eons. I do, however, remember walking in glades untouched by any hand and soaring through the skies while your kind were still in the trees. When mankind began to form reason and thought in your minds you worshiped us as gods. It was not until twenty-six thousand years ago that your kind learned how to bind myself and my brethren and turn us to these forms.”


“Wait,” Ellie interrupted, “you didn't always look like this?”


Sisu looked at her with an expression you might give a toddler. “Yes, Mistress Ellie. Perhaps you misheard the part about walking the world while your kind still threw their own feces at one another. I had a form of smokeless fire and a palace of glass amid the sands. However, your kind learned how to harness our power and trapped us within ordinary vessels. Some of us in oil lamps, some in jewelry, and many of us in bottles. They bound us, turned our power to their own design, and locked us in forms crafted in their image. They used our power to wage war upon one another, destroying much of your world and history, and rewriting the very laws of reality itself. Once there were thousands of us. Now only four of us exist and I know not where my brethren are. Perhaps I never shall. Certainly not so long as I remain bound.”


“That's terrible,” Andrea said, swallowing the last of her eggs.


“Indeed, Mistress Andrea,” Sisu agreed. “Alas.” She took another bite of her toast and looked wistfully at her plate.


Ellie looked at the genie compassionately. “Maybe we could free you,” she said. Sisu looked up at her as she spoke. “I'd be willing to wish you free if you agree to give me my continence back.”


Sisu gave her a soft, sad look. “Thank you, Mistress Ellie, but I have heard that before. I've undone my bargains in exchange for my freedom many times, and each time I have been left betrayed. No, I shall stick to my bargains as it is the only thing I still have control over.”


Ellie looked at the genie sadly. The rest of the meal was finished in silence, none of them knowing what to say. When they had finished eating Ellie gathered up their plates and utensils while Andrea moved to the couch.


“Mistress Ellie,” said Sisu without her usual air of aloofness and frivolity. “If it is alright with you I think I shall return to my bottle for the time being.”


“Yeah, that's fine.”


Sisu gave a small halfhearted bow before turning to smoke and floating back to her bottle which sealed itself with a pop.


Ellie looked at the bottle and sighed as she brought the dishes back to the kitchen and began to clean up in silence, her mood somber. She didn't notice Andrea come up behind her until her arms were wrapped around her.


“Sorry for being a bitch earlier,” Andrea said, resting her chin on Ellie’s head.


Ellie sighed. “You're not a bitch, hun. You're just looking out for me, and it's hard to be okay with what she's done. I understand.”


“I just want you to be okay, and I know how difficult this is for you.”


Ellie turned around and looked up at her girlfriend. “I know,” she said, then reached up and pulled Andrea’s face down for a kiss. Andrea happily obliged.


“You know,” Andrea said when they pulled apart, “I think your kisses are better now.”


“Really?” Ellie asked. “How so?”


“Your lips are softer, I think. Probably all your skin is softer, but it's very noticeable when I kiss you. Besides, I get a little chest flutter now that I didn't used to get before.”


Ellie blushed and gave a happy smile. “Well then,” she said, “come here and let's test it.” She pulled Andrea down for another kiss and the two stood there, lips together and arms embracing, for a minute before they broke apart with big goofy smiles on their faces.


“See?” Andrea said. “Flutters.”


Ellie giggled. “Yeah, you're right. Now let me finish the dishes.”


It took her about twenty minutes to finish cleaning up after their breakfast. When she was done she found Andrea in the bedroom laying down, checking her phone while an unsolved true crime show they'd both seen a million times played on the tv. Ellie looked around and noticed that the room was tidier, clothes had been put in the hamper and Andrea had made a cursory attempt at taking care of the pile of junk on the dresser before she'd given up. Ellie plopped down on her side of the bed and snuggled up to Andrea, who idly wrapped her arms around the smaller girl. The two lay there in silence for a minute, lost in their own worlds, before Ellie piped up.


“So,” she said, “what did you want to talk about?”


“Oh, yeah,” Andrea said, looking over at her. She grabbed the remote and turned the tv down so they could talk.


“Um,” Andrea started hesitantly. “Well, I wanted to talk about something important.”


“No way!” Ellie teased.


“Yes way. Uh, I got a note from my landlord a couple days ago. My apartment building is being sold to new owners who are going to jack up the rent prices way past what I can afford. I have three months before this happens, apparently, and before then I either have to sign a new lease or move out.”


Ellie was starting to see where this was going. “And…you were thinking about moving in with me?”


“If you want me to,” Andrea said. “No pressure, I'm sure I could find another place, but I figured I'd ask. I know we've talked about it before, and there's no better time, right?”


Ellie thought about it. The two had been dating for a couple years and the topic had come up a few times, but there was never a good time for it. Now seemed like the perfect opportunity to make it happen.


“Yeah, okay,” she said. “I’m okay with it. Your place is tiny anyway, I never really liked it.”


“I know, that's why we always hang out here,” Andrea said with a huff.


“Hey, it's not my fault you live in a robot closet. I've been trying to get you out of that place for ages.”


“Yeah, well now's your chance. I can start bringing over small stuff soon and maybe next month we can get someone to help us move furniture? My dresser at least needs to come, and maybe my couch.


“Yeah, sounds like a plan. I can call my dad later and we can start planning.”


Andrea's face soured. “How are we going to do that?”


Ellie looked up at her. “Do what?”


“Call your dad. We still have to figure out how to break the news about you to…well everyone. How are we going to do that?”


“Yeah…” Ellie said hesitantly. “Listen, I have an idea about that.”


“Really,” Andrea said flatly. “I’m all ears.”


Ellie took a deep breath. Andrea was not going to like this at all.


“Okay,” she started. “I've thought about this as much as I can. We can't go to every person and tell them like I told you. For starters I can't do the whole ‘tell me something only boy Ellie would know’ thing because I'm not that deep with everyone. Even if I was, we can't be showing Sisu around either, because that would end up, like, getting her taken away and probably me locked away for study. I'm too cute for jail and I really really do not like the idea of our government having access to genie magic.”


Andrea shuddered at the thought. “Okay, fair point. What do you suppose we do?”


“Well, I really only see one option. Sisu.”


Andrea groaned and put her hand over her eyes. “I was so fucking afraid you would say that.”


“I really don't see another option. I could make a wish to do a magical retcon. Everyone would forget about the old me and remember me as I am now, always a girl. I can even make the diaper thing normal, too, and change all my documents and things while I'm at it. There's really no other choice here.”


Silence hung between the two of them for a moment. Andrea knew Ellie was right, but she didn't have to like it.  After a few seconds she spoke. “Fiiiiine, there's really nothing else to do. I don't like it, but you're right.”


“Okay,” Ellie said. “Uh, I guess I'll go do it and be back in a sec.”


She started to get up, but Andrea didn't move her arm, keeping the smaller girl pinned.


“Andrea,” Ellie protested, “let me go. I have to get Sisu to do this.”


“No you don't,” said Andrea. “I know you're right, but I can't let you do this. You already made two wishes and you lost your name and your bladder control, who knows what she'd take next.”


“So what?” said Ellie, getting frustrated. She pushed off of Andrea, breaking free from her and turning to look her in the eye. “Do you have a better idea?”


“I do, actually. I'm going to make the wish.”


Ellie blinked, startled. “Wh-what? Are you crazy? I can't let you do that!”


“You can and you will!” Andrea suddenly yelled, standing up next to the bed and looking down at her girlfriend. “I'm not letting you give something up for this! Not again! I'm going to do this whether you like it or not, because FUCK sake, Ellie, I can't see you lose anything else if I…I can do something about it!”


There were tears in her eyes and she was choking back sobs as she finished. She dropped back onto the bed and hung her head in her hands. Ellie was shaken by her outburst, but crawled across the bed to wrap her arms around the bigger girl. Andrea sniffled, breathing hard, as the two of them sat in the silence. Andrea was the first to speak.


“I can't let you lose anything else,” she repeated quietly. “You're too important.”


Andrea,” Ellie said, choosing her words carefully. “I know how you feel, but this is my burden. I got myself into this mess and it's my responsibility to get out of it.”


“No, it's not,” Andrea protested. “You're my…my girlfriend. I love you, and I've already seen you suffering from this. I can't let you hurt more, not if I can help it. We're in this together. Please, please let me do this.”


Ellie felt awful. It was her fault they were in this mess to begin with and she didn't want Andrea mixed up in her problems. But here she was, anyway, begging to help in the only way she knew how. Ellie heaved a deep sigh, then said, “Fine. If you really want to you can. I won't stop you.”


Andrea sniffled, then straightened, looked Ellie in the eyes, and pulled her in for a kiss.


“Thank you,” she whispered.

[diaperguy85]

Even more chapters?! Damn, Lexi, you're a machine lol! 

Both lovely chapters! Good to have a bit of world building and some character development, plus a steamy love scene is always nice 😉

Can't wait to see what Andrea gets in exchange for her wish!

[LexiinDiapers]

On 2/17/2025 at 4:21 PM, diaperguy85 said:

Even more chapters?! Damn, Lexi, you're a machine lol! 

Both lovely chapters! Good to have a bit of world building and some character development, plus a steamy love scene is always nice 😉

Can't wait to see what Andrea gets in exchange for her wish!

I already published these chapters on a different site so I'm kinda cheating a bit lol. I still have a few more primed and ready, so expect to see those soon!

[AB_DeLane]

On 2/11/2025 at 1:07 AM, LexiinDiapers said:

hey shshsh just got out can u come pick me up pls 🥺🙏


The girl’s heart skipped. She remembered that text, Andrea had a doctor’s visit and the girl had used it as an excuse to pick her up and hang out afterwards. She remembered what the word was supposed to be.


It was her name.

I have the sneaking suspicion that someone is a Brandon Sanderson fan.

[LexiinDiapers]

1 hour ago, AB_DeLane said:

I have the sneaking suspicion that someone is a Brandon Sanderson fan.

Whaaaaat naaaahhhh you crazy >.>

[Jedi-Passion]

Loving this story! Please don’t forget to update here too 😊

[LexiinDiapers]

Chapter 9: In Which She Eats an Orange

 

An hour later they were sitting in the living room, Sisu’s bottle on the coffee table in front of them. They'd spent the last little while discussing exactly what to wish for. Neither of them felt ready for this, but it was time to do it regardless. Ellie looked at Andrea nervously.


“Last chance, hun,” she said. “You don't have to do this.”


Andrea took a deep breath and reached for the bottle. “Yes I do,” she said with more confidence than she felt. She picked up the bottle and broke the seal. Sisu’s telltale lavender smoke began pouring out, swirling in the air until the genie appeared with her usual flair, bottom half still incorporeal. Her earlier malaise was gone and she gave a grin and looked down at Ellie.


“Mistress Ellie!” She said cheerfully. “It is good to see you again. How can-”


She broke off mid-sentence as she noticed the bottle in Andrea’s hands. “Ah,” she said warily. “Mistress Andrea. It seems I will be assisting you today. How can I help?”


The two girls on the couch looked at each other. Ellie reached over and took Andrea's hand. Andrea swallowed and looked up at the genie. “Sisu,” she said, “I need to make a wish.”


“Ah, but of course,” the genie said with a smirk. “You know my rules, Mistress Ellie informed you yesterday. You shall receive one boon and one bane. Speak your wish.


Andrea took a deep breath, looked the genie in the eyes, and spoke. “I wish that everyone in the world besides the three of us will forget who Ellie used to be and will remember her as she is now as if she had always been like this, and all records will change to match this as well.”


“Your wish is my command, Mistress Andrea,”  Sisu intoned.


The lavender smoke began to coil about the genie’s hands as she started to wave them around in a tight circle. The smoke began to change colors, turning blue, then green, yellow, and so on until every shade of every color imaginable swirled in the haze. Ellie swore for a moment that she saw a color that she couldn't quite describe drift from her and join the mix before becoming lost in the swirling rainbow. Eventually the energy was formed into a sphere which Sisu took in her hands, spoke two words into it that the girls could not hear, then flung it into the air.


At once the ball of color burst and a wave swept out from the point of origin, colors spinning within the tidal wave. It passed through the two girls in an instant, then passed through the walls of the room, then it was gone. Sisu, her work done, breathed a sigh of effort and bent over in apparent exhaustion.


“It has been a very long while,” she said, panting, “since I have had to alter reality and memory. In one hour my magic will have circled the globe and all knowledge of Mistress Ellie's previous life will be rewritten.”


She finally took a breath, straightened herself out, and cleared her throat. “Now then, Mistress Andrea,” she said, beckoning with one finger. “Come here, please.”


Andrea hesitated, still holding the bottle in one hand. She looked at it, then back at Sisu.


“Mistress Andrea,” Sisu said with a suddenly fierce look. “I know what you are thinking and it will not work. Please, come to me of your own accord or you will not enjoy what I will do to you.”


Andrea sighed, then handed the bottle to Ellie and stood. Sisu drifted over to the girl and placed a hand on the center of Andrea's chest. Andrea gasped and arched her back as Sisu pulled from her a smaller ghostly figure of Andrea that stood in her palm, its form hazy like a mirage. Sisu inspected it, nodded in apparent satisfaction, then closed her hand and it was gone.


“The price has been paid,” the genie said


Andrea felt her chest where the genie had touched her. “What…what was that?” she asked breathlessly. “It felt warm, then it was gone.”


“You shall find out on your own accord,” the genie said. “For now I shall take my leave.”


“Hold on,” interjected Ellie. “While you were working your magic I saw something come from me. Did you take something from me, too?”


“Did it appear to be a strand of unnameable, indescribable color?” Sisu asked. Ellie nodded and Sisu said, “What you saw was the colour of magic, a portion of your being. It was necessary to add some of your own essence to the spell for it to properly work. It is harmless, I assure you. You shall feel no adverse effects, although I would advise you to consume some fruit in the near future. Now, may I take my leave?”


“Yeah, of course,” Ellie said. “Thank you.” Sisu gave a bow, her form fuzzed, and she flowed back into the bottle which sealed again with a pop. Ellie set the bottle back on the table and turned to Andrea, who still had a hand to her chest.


“Andrea?” she said. “Are you okay?”


Andrea looked at her. “I think so,” she said. “I don't really feel any different. I know something is gone, but I can't tell what it was.”


“Yeah, I felt the same way when I lost my name,” Ellie said. “I'm sure we'll find out eventually.”


Andrea took a breath and turned to Ellie. “Yeah,” she said. “No sense worrying about it, I suppose.”


“Right,” Ellie agreed. She stood up and stepped over to Andrea and gave her a hug. “Thank you for doing that,” she said. “I'm sorry you had to.”


“It’s okay, Ellie. I'm sure you'd have done the same for me.”


The two stood there for a second before Ellie stepped back.


“I should probably get some fruit like Sisu said,” she said. “I have some oranges. Do you want one?”


“Hold on one second before you do,” Andrea said. Without any hesitation she slipped her hand into Ellie’s pants and squeezed the front of the girl's diaper. Ellie gave a yelp of surprise and tried to jump away but found it difficult to do while Andrea’s hand was down her pants.


“You definitely need a change,” Andrea said, pulling her hand back out. “I think you've wet yourself again since earlier, I'm worried you might leak.”


“Okay!” said Ellie, blushing furiously with her hands protectivelyly between her legs. “But you don't need to do that! I can check myself!”


Andrea gave Ellie a smile and ruffled her hair. “I know, sweetheart, but I just wanted to make sure. Let's get you your orange and we can get you clean.”


Andrea slapped Ellie’s butt with a bomf and walked off to the kitchen. Ellie watched her, amazed. That felt really forward for Andrea and she wasn't quite sure what to make of it. Ellie followed her girlfriend to the kitchen where she was peeling an orange. Ellie sat at one of the stools across the counter and watched her.


“Are you doing okay?” she asked.


“I mean,” Andrea replied, “as okay as I can be after all that. Why?”


“You didn't think what you just did was weird?”


“What was weird?”


“The way you checked me.”


Andrea shrugged. “I just  wanted to see if you needed a change. That's not so weird.”


“I guess not, but next time at least ask, okay?”


“Sure. Sorry, I didn't think it was an issue.”


“I mean…I guess it’s not, but I’d at least like some warning next time if you could.”


Andrea offered the peeled orange to Ellie, who took it and started pulling off segments. Andrea grabbed another one for herself and started peeling it.


“So,” Andrea said. “Should we call your dad now?”


Ellie swallowed her bit of orange and said, “Sisu said it would take an hour before the wish fully takes effect. Let's wait until after that before we do.”


“Fair enough,” said Andrea, now eating her own fruit. “What do you want to do now, then?”


“Well, change first, like you said. Then I don't know. We can figure it out.”


“Wanna make a store run? You need eggs and bread at least. Also, I thought maybe we should see about getting you more diapers.”


Ellie coughed as Andrea said that. “Wh-what?” she sputtered. “Why?”


“Well you don't have a lot and at the rate you're burning through them you'll probably be out in, like, three or four more days. Better to get them now, right?”


“I guess so,” Ellie admitted. She finished up her orange, slipped off the stool, then started her way down the hall.


“Hold on, where do you think you're going?” Andrea said behind her.


Ellie turned back around. “To change?” she said.


“Not without me you’re not,” Andrea countered. “Wait til I finish my orange.”


“Why? I can do it myself, you know.”


“I know, but I still want to help you. I want the practice.”


Ellie regarded Andrea. She still felt like her girlfriend was still acting strange, but she couldn't quite say what was going on. “I guess it's fine,” she finally conceded. “I'll go lay everything out for you at least, okay?”


“Sure,” Andrea said. “Be there in a sec.”


Ellie walked to the room, wondering about Andrea as she started making a space on the bed for her to be changed. Andrea was definitely acting a little weirder than normal. Was it just the stress, or was this because of whatever Sisu took? Ellie was just pulling out a new diaper and changing supplies when Andrea walked in.


“Hey, perfect timing,” Ellie said, laying out the supplies on the bed.


“Yeah, looks like it,” Andrea said. “Get those pants off and hop on up, let's get you clean.”


Ellie pulled her sweats off and laid down in bed while Andrea got to work. “Do you remember how to do it?” Ellie asked.


“I think so,” Andrea replied, untaping the other girl's diaper. “Wipe, cream, powder, tape, right?”


“Yeah, you got it. Let me know if you need a refresher or whatever.”


“I gotcha. Butt up now.”


Ellie lifted herself up as Andrea slid the old diaper out and rolled it up. “Yeah, you really needed a change,” Andrea said. “This thing is heavy, I don't know how much more it would have held.”


“Well, that'll happen. I won't always be able to change in a timely manner.”


“True,” Andrea said as she started wiping down Ellie. “I guess try to be aware of it while I'm not around. I don't need you peeing on the furniture or anything.”


As Andrea wiped Ellie down she noticed she wasn't as bothered by the girl’s vagina this time. I suppose she did get pretty personal with it earlier, Ellie thought as Andrea cleaned. She shrugged to herself as her girlfriend finished and slid the new diaper under her.

 

“Down now,” Andrea said, tossing the wipes away.


Ellie lowered herself and began to adjust the diaper when she felt Andrea's hand on hers. “Can I do it?” Andrea asked.


“Uh, yeah, sure. Remember how I showed you?”


“Yeah, I’m pretty sure.” Andrea started adjusting the diaper beneath Ellie, pulling it up to check the fit and having the girl lift for a second to move it. After a minute she felt like it was in a good spot and asked Ellie, “How's that? Feel good?”


Ellie pulled it up and checked, then gave a thumbs up. “Yeah, good job.”


Andrea grabbed the rash cream and started applying it around Ellie’s crotch and bottom, but ran into a bit of a problem. She'd forgotten to do it while Ellie was up in the air and she couldn't reach underneath. She thought about asking Ellie to lift again, but paused as she had another idea. Reaching down she grabbed Ellie’s ankles and lifted them up and over until she’d about folded the girl in half.


“Woah, hey!” Ellie yelped as Andrea maneuvered her. “What are you doing?”


“Sorry, I needed to get at your butt and didn't want to have you lift up and have to readjust your diaper again. Hold your legs there while I finish.”


Ellie blushed at being handled like this, but wrapped her arms around her legs until Andrea had finished with the cream and started applying baby powder.


“Legs down, let me powder your crotch.”


Ellie lowered and Andrea began to liberally apply the powder around. Satisfied, she set the powder aside and started taping up. Ellie was impressed with how well she'd done. She remembered how shaky and flustered Andrea had been the night before. She was lost in thought about Andrea's behavior when suddenly she felt Andrea’s mouth on her stomach. She had no time to react as Andrea gave her a loud, wet, very tickling raspberry. Ellie squealed in laughter, flailing around and eventually pushing Andrea off her.


“What was that!” she said, a bit breathless from her sudden giggles


“I’m sorry,” Andrea said with a big grin on her face, “but your tummy was out and you looked sooo adorable in just your diaper and shirt, and I just had to!”


Ellie blushed and pulled her shirt down. “Yeah, well…” she stammered. “Warn a guy-uh, girl next time, okay?”


“Aww but surprising you was half the fun!”


Ellie gave her girlfriend a look. Andrea just smiled and reached down to help pull her up. Ellie obliged and Andrea gave her a kiss on her head and pulled Ellie’s head to her chest in a hug.


“Sorry, hun,” she said in a halfhearted apology.


“S’fine,” Ellie said from between Andrea’s boobs. Andrea let her go and leaned down to give her a kiss, which she gladly obliged.


“C’mon,” the taller girl said, walking out of the room. “Get dressed and let's go shopping. I want to get this done as soon as we can.”


Ellie stood up and checked the tapes on her new clean diaper. Satisfied that Andrea had done a good job she walked over to her dresser and pulled out a pair of jeans. She pulled them on, then went to the trash can full of used diapers. She had a moment of melancholy looking at it, wondering how this was her life now, before pulling the bag out and tying it closed. She carried the bag to the living room where Andrea was tying her shoes by the door. Ellie picked up her wallet and tried to slip it into her pocket, but found it only fit halfway. She frowned and tried to put it in her other pocket, but it didn't fit there either, nor in her two back pockets.


“Andrea,” she complained, “my pockets shrunk!”


Andrea looked up from her shoes and gave a sad sort of half smile. “Yeah, that's girl clothes for you,” she lamented. “Pockets are kind of a luxury for girls.”


“I always thought that was a meme, I didn't think it was real!” Ellie moaned, slipping her wallet into her jacket pocket and pulling it on.


“Don't blame me, blame the purse industry or whatever. There's probably some conspiracy to keep pockets small so we have to keep buying big bags. I can bring you one of my old purses next time I come by.”


“Damn you, Big Purse. I guess if you have a spare one.” Ellie sighed. "This is stupid."


“Welcome to girlhood, sweetheart.” Andrea said as she stood and pulled on her coat.