Chapter 3

Warning, this story contains wetting/soiling on an extreme scale. Possibly 18+ material that I don’t suggest anyone under said age, should ever read. Or really anyone! By continuing to read you are responsible for your own actions (that's no fun right?). You have been warned.

Jake makes it down the street to the local convenience store, a bit hazy in the head as he walks. But entry is easy enough. Two registers are open today, and there's a few people here. He grabs a small cart, and finds walking is much easier like this.

Walking through the isles, he has what he needs in his mind. He needed toilet paper, he used a lot. Perhaps if this lady keeps visiting him, he'll need extra.. he puts a larger package in the cart than he usually gets.

Next, he grabs for some cleaning products, and the like, knowing full well he will need those in excess now.

However, from there, his trip is a bit of a blur. He just rushes around picking things up and moves as if he needs to use the restroom, very badly. Jake will need to get out of here quickly.

Now at the register with the short conveyor, he puts the items on the belt and starts to look it over.. the toilet paper is gone.. in it's place, diapers have appeared! There's multiple pacifiers, some rattles, and colored ring sets, and plenty of nursery rhyme books.

Jake's face is red with embarrassment.. how did he not notice he got all of this?! He's in a panic until the lady at the register goes to wake him from his memory searching.

“buying for your own kid..? or is this just a bunch of presents..?” the lady smiles, making friendly side talk while doing her job. He goes to think of the words.. but he can't quite muster them so smoothly.

“bleh-blll.. eehhh” he goes to mumble, but shuts his mouth. He's still coherent enough to know he's not going to speak correctly. He just goes to grab for his wallet and when he opens the leather article, his fingers wont articulate properly to get his card out.. they're useless!

“heh..” the lady seems a bit off put now. She just continues her job, assuming he just doesn't want to talk. He's struggling with the strength and dexterity of his fingers, getting a bit frustrated.. he gets it out finally, and goes about his purchase. The keypad is next, having to carefully instruct his finger one by one to press the buttons. He gets that though..

It's only a few more seconds until she's done bagging them, and she hands him the bags with the recipt. “have a nice day!” she says with a smile. Jake just nods and takes his bags, putting his wallet and card in a bag before turning and going to leave.

Once outside, he steps by the small parking lot and hears a small boy yelling to his mother “look mama! He wet himself!” she pulls him along, and Jake is flushed red, looking down.

It's not just a light pee. He's soaked from the crotch all the way down. He can feel it now, and he feels nervous just for it happening.

The walk forward is slow and agonizing, still peeing now and then. Its that damn witch.. where is she..? can she leave these kinds of spells on him?! The concept scares him and he falls to his knees crying, but not an adult cry, it's a babyish wail. He cries and tries to wipe his hands on his face with his palm, and his limp fingers moving around too.

“awwwhh honey.. is it too hard to be alone out here?” he hears her voice, but can't stop crying.. it's the witch, Ceres.

“shh shhh shhhh.. come on now.. lets go home. We can play with those new toys once we get back!” she reassures, smiling and he looks up at her, face wrought in a sad tone. He's still peeing, its not so stop and go, now it just goes endlessly. His cries slow as the witch rubs his tears on his face and takes a bag, then takes his hand to help him up.

The two walk slowly, him at a waddle with his pee jetting out more and more. The front of his pants even show the liquid shooting through and running down his pants. Why him...? “honey you need to wear diapers more often now. I thought you were about out of them.. but look at you!” he is embarrassed to his limit, still crying but more calm with the witch here.. why though? He knows she is causing all this..

Once at the apartment, Ceres turns to Jake and holds him by the shoulders. His pee is still flowing like a waterfall. “okay honey, can you please try not to make a mess..?” she says, and looks down. There's already a puddle. He shakes his head, unable to control it. “then we can sit out here and wait it out.”

She sits on a bench outside the front door, usually reserved for smokers, and watches Jake. He stands there looking miserable, crying and helpless to the torrent of pee coming from him. Although, after a few minutes, his flow stops.. its a slow stop, and he still feels he needs to pee, but it's stopped.

“are you done?” she smiles, still very warmly. He nods, guilty looking and standing on the sidewalk with so much of it, that its gone into the street and down the gutter to where it will enter the sewage.

Ceres grabs his hand and heads into the building with his key, and leads into the hall upstairs, and into his apartment. The walk is short now, as he gets in and drops his bag to waddle to the bathroom. Although, it's not long before he falls over, and on his hands and knees. He's stuck a moment, trying to figure out why he fell. Ceres is putting the items in the bags away. He just crawls his way to the restroom and goes to turn the handle.

He puts his butt on his legs, and reaches up, unable to interface with the round door knob, gripping it is difficult, and he gives a few frustrated noises before going to use both hands. The door is open but it's dark in there. He goes to crawl in anyways, but he slowly stops and turns around, whimpering and then laying on the carpet. Now what is he doing?!

“awh! It's okay! There's no monsters in there. See?” Ceres moves to the door and pushes it open, turning on the light and showing the clean bathroom. He looks at it and still feels odd. He looks to her and makes a babble noise. “go on! Take off your pants and shirt, and we will change you into your diapers.” she moves in and puts the bag of diapers on the counter in the restroom. She gasps and looks to Jake as he enters, and looks up.

“oh no! This won't do.. you bought these a few sizes too small! It's okay though. I can fix that!” she says, moving a hand towards Jake. He feels a tingle in his body, and a sense of vertigo sets in. his clothes move on him, shifting and becoming loose. He is quickly getting closer to the ground than he already is. His body is much smaller, that of a 14 month toddler. He looks up, horrified, rolling on his back and starting to cry.

Ceres smiles and takes the clothes off of him, and lifts him into the bath. He's busy crying and having a fit as he is bathed, dried, and diapered. He eventually wears himself out, winding down and passing out from exhaustion.