Hereby the story based on the Charmed TV show, as requested by Babychris
I have no idea who wrote it, but thanks for writing it. I hope your not offended that I repost your story.
With a loud pop the demon burst into nothingness surrounded by flames. Triumphantly Billie turned to Paige.
“You see you were just overreacting…” She bragged. The motion was sort of defeated when a vial flew inches from her ear. Turning she saw a second demon finish vaporizing.
“Right. Overreacting.” Paige sighed.
“How was I to know he had backup?” Billie pouted.
“Honey you weren’t, but you should of at least suspected it.”
“At least we didn’t need the Power of Three…” Billie began.
“This time.” Paige said. Her cell suddenly blared into life. Diving into her purse she answered it “Paige Halliwell” as she and Billie orbed back to the manor.
Billie didn’t need to wait around long to be told off. Even before her feet had hit the landing Piper was beginning the lecture.
“Lecture…” Billie blurted out leaving Piper mid rant as she continued down the stairs.
“Yeah well, come back tonight. I’ve got to finish scolding you.” Piper shook her head. Being the oldest had its disadvantages.
Billie wasn’t even concentrating. To be honest her mind kept wandering back to the recent events. During the last couple of months every time she had got into any trouble the sisters had needed to use the Power of Three to save her, stop the demon or a combination of both. She sighed. Deep down she wished that this power could have been hers and hers alone. But then she was also glad that the sisters where her safety net. Locking down at her absentminded scribbling on the paper she had inadvertently written down a question.
‘Could the Power of Three belong to one?’
The Underworld was by no means a nice place to live. It might have had something to do with its occupants but Grondas still clung onto the fact that all the bitter infighting and dying should have made it a lot more fun to live in. Instead there were plotting factions and no good places to eat and for a demon such as him he needed good meals to devour. Striding through the halls he felt the an massive increase of power coming from a supposedly empty room. Peering into it he saw a rather homely looking woman muttering incantations into a swirling void.
“What witchcraft is this?” He asked the homely woman.
Turning the woman began to glow. Her bland features melted away revealing a stunning figure with long flowing black hair and piercing blue eyes. “My witchcraft.” She laughed.
“And you are?” Grondas asked unimpressed.
“Luna the jailor of souls.” She smiled. “And what about you, fat man?”
“Grondas, lord of the Tormentors.” Grondas boomed rubbing his fat hand through his hair. His sandy complexion contrasted sharply with his stylish black suit.
“Tormentors?” Luna asked striding over to Grondas. She stared deep into his eyes and Grondas felt her absorbing all the information in his skull. Within seconds the fat demon fell to the floor vanquished. “Well when you don’t have a soul I’ll just take your powers.” Luna said licking her bright red lips. “And now let’s see where my prison break is heading now.”
Billie mooched back upstairs to the Attic. The sisters had chewed her out good and proper. At least it was only them in the manor just now. The rest of the extended Halliwell family was away visiting the sister’s dad on Phoebe’s recommendation. Perhaps she had sensed something. Billie wondered. Reaching the attic Billie moved over to the Book of Shadows turning the pages she wasn’t sure what she was looking for only that she’d find it here.
Luna smiled at the old crone who was staring at her. The look of disbelief on the old hag’s face was enough to convince Luna that she may even keel over and die on the spot.
“I vanquished you.” The crone croaked.
“Not well enough apparently.” Luna boasted. Reaching out her hand shot out from within the mirror dragging the old crone closer. Their faces close enough to be touching the old crone tried one last incantation but even as she opened her mouth she found herself burning on the inside. Falling backwards she tried to release the imprisoned demons’ hands from hers but as she fell backwards she pulled the demon from the mirror and into the real world. As a final insult Luna stepped over the fallen crone. “Nice soul. I’ll take it.” She said before her eyes glittered and the old crone dissappeared. Turning her head towards the Halliwell manor she smiled. “The Power of Three for one.” She breathed.
Billie felt a shudder run down her spine. She looked again at the Book of Shadows. It often creeped her out. Closing the book she decided it was just a pipe dream anyway. So she turned and headed downstairs.
“What were you doing up there?” Piper asked.
“Yeah we get nervous when you plan things.” Phoebe joked.
“Leave her alone.” Paige said dumping down onto the couch beside the other two bowl of popcorn in hand. “We have the house to ourselves for a couple of days let’s enjoy tonight.”
“Isn’t it still like three in the afternoon?” Piper laughed.
“What do you care?” Phoebe puzzled.
“Don’t some of us still have to work?”
“Not today. Today is sick day.” Paige smiled. “Are you staying here or coming back later?” She asked Billie.
“Later.” Billie said before walking out the door. Sometimes the sisters were too weird.
Luna grabbed the man from behind and broke his neck with a single twist. Taking his soul in with a single breath she used the power she had stolen from Grondus to plant a Tormentor in his body. Standing errect and straightening out its neck the Tormentor stood. “Take this to the blonde witch. Don’t let her see you.” She barked. Handing the manshell a crystal and a piece of paper. Turning the shell wobbled on its feet and then began to walk straight to Billie’s dorm. Staring up at the sky Luna began to use another ability she had stolen. She began to infect Billie’s mind with self doubt.
Billie had gotten all the way to her dorm before she began to feel down. The same thing kept playing on her mind. At first she had thought it was jelousy, then ambition, back to jealousy and finally she realised it was fear. The sisters, Piper especially, talked to her like she was a child sometimes no older than the boys and one of them was still in diapers. But without the Power of Three the sister were the same as Billie just ordinary witches, if there was such a thing.
With a woosh she saw a young man being grabbed by the neck and dragged into an alleyway. Rushing to help him she bounded into the blind alley only to see nothing. Hearing a clatter she saw a black shape leap high onto the roof and leave the shivering shape of a young man with his neck broken. In the quiet of the alley she heard a sharp clink as the shape dropped something as it fled. Moving to the sound Billie found a sharp piece of crystal, shaped like a three sided pyramid, wrapped in a piece of oil cloth. She felt the crystal hum with power as she touched it so she quickly wrapped it back up in the cloth determined to show the sisters.
Luna cackled as the Tormentor told her of its ruse. With a click of her fingers the Tormentor then vanished in a dark haze.
As Billie opened the door to her room she dropped the crystal beside her computer and began to strip off. Almost naked she ran quickly into the bathroom and turned on the shower. Letting the cold water heat up she sat in just a pale blue bra an knickers set looking at the crystal. Taking out her grandmother’s diary she began to search the pages until she came across a picture that looked similar. By this time however steam was rising from under the bathroom door so grabbing her towel Billie jumped into the shower.
As soon as the young witch was safely engrossed in conditioning her hair the crystal began to glow and Luna appeared. Grabbing the diary sitting on the desk she began to use the old witches power. Incanting softly she changed the words on the page then when she heard the young witch began to hum softly to herself she channeled a spell into the crystal. Taking a step back Luna faded into nothingness.
Piper, Paige and Phoebe sat together on the couch buried under an enormous duvet comfortable and warm. The movie over and TV unable to hold their interest the sisters began to talk.
“We really should stop being so hard on Billie.” Paige said.
“Yeah its because of her we can do this.” Phoebe reminded.
“But we still have to bale her out all the time.” Piper countered. “We still have to use the Power of Three and we still have to fight demons. The only difference now is Billie does more of the groundwork.”
“Which is helping.” The other two said in unison.
“Ok, I’ll try to stop reprimanding her all the time.” Piper sighed.
Billie stepped out of the shower and back into her bedroom dry except for the towel around her head. Pulling on a loose pair of grey track pants and a long sleeved tee she returned to the crystal and her grandmother’s diary.
“A conduit crystal…yadda yadda yadda…” She half read outloud. Pacing as she did so. “Used to hold magical energy or combine spells…blah blah blah…is not good or evil and depends on its purpose…can be set up to do almost anything by someone with enough power.” She concluded. Her grandmother often did this for artifacts she found she tried to dissect them like Billie did. Not rely on old world type descriptions from the Book of Shadows. “I suppose…” Billie mumbled out loud. Running her hand up and down the surface of the crystal.
Immediately her mind was back to the Charmed Ones. The Power of Three, she could combine the sisters powers and amplify them with her own. Her very own Power of Three. She could let them finally retire for a normal life. Throwing on a pair of white sneakers and discarding the towel Billie rushed out of the door.
Paige and Phoebe were trying to convince the other as to who it should be to go and get the next tub of popcorn when Billie came bounding into the mansion.
“So somebody sure seems in a better mood.” Paige laughed.
“I think I’ve got the solution to our final problem.” Billie said excited.
“Our final problem?” Piper asked surreptitiously.
“You guys. Well the Power of Three I think I’ve finally got a way for you guys to finally retire.” Billie smiled.
“We tried that remember. New identities.” Phoebe stated.
“No I’ve got a way to take your power, well some of your power and create a Power of Three that I can amplify with my own.”
“So it’d be what? A Power of Four?” Paige asked.
“Sort of.” Billie shrugged.
“Well let’s take a look at it.” Piper said with a lot of skepticism. Drawing looks from Paige and Phoebe. “Ok maybe somebody else should do it first.”
“I’ll do it. I should be able to tell if there’s any danger.” Phoebe said.
“So where’d you find this Billie?” Paige asked as Billie passed the crystal to Phoebe.
“Some demon dropped it.” Billie said as Phoebe unwrapped the oil cloth.
Phoebe immediately dropped the oil cloth in fear. The crystal dropped onto the blanket and bounced beside the sisters’ legs. “It has to be a trap.” Paige said. At once the Charmed Ones reached forward to try and brush the crystal away from them. But as each of the sisters touched the crystal they were immediately pulled inside it. In a flash the Charmed Ones were trapped inside the crystal with each of their faces showing on one side of the crystal each. The crystal then began to levitate off the sofa and towards Billie who cart wheeled away from the floating crystal. Rather than chasing Billie however the crystal appeared to hang in midair. In a dark haze Luna appeared in the main room of the mansion.
“Well that was easier than expected.” She said taking the crystal in her hand. Holding it by its peak she placed the flat bottom onto the top of a silver mace-like wand leaving the sisters heads each facing outwards from each other.
Billie looked at Luna, the large woman seemed to resonate power wearing her all black dress that stopped at her knees. Billie looked at herself, wet hair in rag tails and all, and felt very insecure.
“As you should.” Luna smiled. Billie immediately knew that her feelings, as well as the crystal, were because of this demon.
“I’m not afraid of you.” Billie said stepping toward Luna.
“Child I have the Charmed Ones I have no need for you anymore.” Luna said.
“Well vanquishing demons is what I do; so you’ve got me until I free the sisters.” Billie said.
“Most of what you’ve learned about the crystal is true, Child.” Luna mocked. “It really does have the ability to combine powers. And now I have the Power of Three.” Luna pointed the wand at Billie who was immediately frozen to the spot. “As well as their individual powers.” Billie was then levitated up against the ceiling. Luna turned her back as Billie was released and crashed back onto the floor.
Rising Billie saw that Luna still had her back turned. Calling forth a lightning spell she fired it at Luna who turned and caught it without so much as even surprise on her face. Staring at Luna for another second Billie took a deep breath and ran for the front door.
Rushing towards the door Billie held her arms out to push it open only to have to try and back peddle as Luna orbed in front of her. Seeing no other opportunity Billie leapt onto the landing and began to run up the stairs. Heading for the attic she saw Luna appear in front of her. Throwing a smoke spell Billie darted into one of the other rooms to hide and regroup.
“Oh come now Child, I have the Power of Three!” Luna mocked. “I can find you anywhere.” She laughed as she orbed into the same room that Billie was hiding in. “And I find you here.” She snorted.
Billie looked around. She was in the boys’ nursery. The child’s bed along one wall, the changing table along the other, with the crib in the middle of the room and toys strewn around the floor. Billie looked for something that could be helpful but found nothing. If she had been in Paige or Phoebe’s rooms she could have at least found some vials. Turning to run again Billie found herself frozen by a thrust of the wand. Inside the crystal Piper’s face winced as her power was again forcibly channeled from her.
“And where do you think your going?” Luna mocked. “Your in your room now.” She gestured around. “All it needs is a little modification.” Luna spun the wand and Billie felt the sisters’ powers being drawn from them. Billie watched, horrified, as the changing table extended out and the crib melted into the floor and reformed around the child’s bed creating a bigger crib. Billie didn’t like where this was going and was definitely thinking that being trapped in the wand was going to be preferable. “Seeing as you’re the Junior Witch in Training I guess its better if we take some of the stress away from you.” Luna smiled wickedly. “Huggies.” She commanded and a half open package of diapers appeared in her hands. This time it was Paige’s turn to wince. Setting the package of unisex Cruisers on the floor Luna spun the wand again and the package seemed to swell outwards. “Pants.” Luna commanded and Billie found her pants had reappeared in Luna’s hands. “Panties.” Luna continued unrelentlessly and Billie found herself naked from the waist down. Finally Luna pointed the tip of the wand at the package of diapers then at Billie. “Diaper.” Luna said stressing every syllable.
Billie looked down disheartened. She could feel her legs being pushed outwards from the added bulk of the diaper however she couldn’t move them due to the fact that she was still frozen in place by Piper’s power. The very fact that she could move her head meant, she hoped, that Luna’s control over the sisters’ powers was still less than absolute.
“I’m sure you hope so.” Luna taunted. Phoebe was wincing as Luna used her empathic abilities. “My control is not only absolute it is unquestioned.” She pointed the wand at Billie’s midsection. “As you know Piper could unfreeze certain body parts. Well, I can too. She could also make molecules force themselves apart and expand. Which she usually used to blow up demons. Well as I don’t want to blow up my Junior Witch in Training I have just unfrozen your digestive track and I’m expanding everything in your bowels. In fact they should really be ready to pop by now.” Luna commented.
Billie couldn’t feel anything. She was frozen. Not knowing what else to do to check she turned her head downwards to inspect her own diaper.
“Oh your not going to use it yet.” Luna smirked. Suddenly both Billie and Luna orbed back into the living room. Pointing the want to one end of the living room Billie found herself levitated to that corner of the living room. “Potty.” Luna called. And the blue racing car potty appeared in the opposite corner of the living room. Luna gave the wand a twist and the potty increased in size. Billie didn’t want to think at how accommodating it would be for her bottom but she could guess at what was coming next. “I’m prepared to give my Junior Witch in Training a sporting chance.” Luna smiled. “You know that your about to go. So all you have to do is make it to the potty and this nightmare will be over for you. Fail and my Tormentors are hungry.” Luna laughed. “And don’t think you can just take off your diaper. It’s being levitated up and on.” Luna smirked.
Billie then found she could move. She was also involuntarily moving her bowels. At first as she sprinted towards the potty, she didn’t know why she believed that Luna would keep her word but she had to take that chance if she behaved like a good captive she might have a chance to stop Luna. It wasn’t to be though as Billie found herself filling her diaper for the first time since…forever. The warm mess pulled at her diaper in oblique angles causing it move in uncomfortable ways. The only respite that Billie had in the embarrassing ordeal was at least gravitiy was keeping most of the mess away from her skin.
Suddenly Billie found herself orbed onto the changing table. The load in her diaper was suddenly pushed in and upwards by the hard contact of the plastic sheet beneath her legs. Billie gagged as she felt the mush spread around her most sensitive areas.
“Harness.” Luna barked and Billie found herself webbed to the changing table by an expanded version of the boys harness. Although she could move Billie really wanted to try and avoid it because of the way her diaper was sitting. “Pail” Luna commanded. Billie found the diaper pail sitting between her legs. “Diaper.” Luna spoke again. The soiled diaper around Billie’s waist disapeared. Suddenly Billie found herself levitated off of the table. Then she felt water orb underneath her. Staring at the wand Billie could see her reflection but more importantly she could see the strain on the faces of the sisters as their powers were used again and again. Firstly to orb the water, then to leviatate it and Billie and then to expand and contract the water so she was cleaned without being touched. Billie fought back the tears as the water disapeared and Billie was deposited back onto the cold plastic of the changing table. “Mmm, you are still a bit damp. There’s no point giving your diaper extra work to do.” Luna taunted. She pointed the wand at Billie who found herself once again frozen to the spot. Motioning with her hands Luna called forth a tormentor and although Billie couldn’t see it Grondas’s face briefly flickered in the crystal beside the sisters.
Tormentors were the worst kind of imps in the Underworld. Unlike most demons they fed off negative emotions. Also unlike most once they fed their power was then withdrawn from them and passed into their master. It was the reason that Grondas had become so fat but with them powering the wand Luna could use them to draw the Power of Three almost continuously. Tormentors had no fixed form, though their normal was a black shadow-like creature with two beady sliver eyes. However they could react to their surroundings and take on almost any form, save for their eyes which would always remain a haunting silver. Tormentors were not as mindless as imps which was one of the reason they were feared more. They were vicious, scheming and nasty and these were traits that Luna would only encourage.
As the Tormentor approached Billie its darting eyes absorbed her predicament and its body contracted on itself. Rearranging into a young girl, maybe nine or ten. She had long sandy hair and wore what was very close to an Alice in Wonderland costume except in red. Stepping beside Luna the Tormentor bowed her head.
“No you need to be older to be a babysitter.” Luna spoke quietly. The Tormentor began to age and grow until it appeared to be around 16. The costume remained in a similar theme except the the skirt got shorter and the blouse underneath became tighter as if to emphasize a blossoming teen. “Perfect.” Luna smiled. “Wipes.” She ordered and a quarter full package of baby wipes appeared in her hands. “I’ll let you finish diapering my Junior Witch in Training.” She said turning “And don’t make it pleasant for her.” Luna laughed as she orbed a throne into the nursery. Sitting upon it she helf out the package of baby wipes.
Taking the package of baby wipes the Tormentor turned towards Billie, who now found herself unfrozen. Kicking her legs apart she tried to think of any spell that could get her out of this but with her hands harnessed down by her waist she would have to verbalize the spell and at this particular moment in time she couldn’t really concentrate on thinking one up. Trying to buck herself off of the changing table Billie became more and more desperate and as she did so the Tormentor appeared to be growing more and more powerful. Realizing her the full futility of her situation Billie stopped and sagged her head. This was going to be horrendous.
“Oh don’t stop, Junior.” The Tormentor laughed as it approached Billie. “The more you squirm the more I like it.”
Phoebe found herself floating in darkness. It was like she was suspended in liquid that she could not see or touch. Swirling around her she felt different presences, some good, some bad, some innocent, some guilty but most of all she felt her sisters. Willing herself towards them she began to drift through the darkness.
Billie winced as her ankles were smashed together by the Tormentor’s strong hands. She bit her lip to stop herself from crying out as her legs were lifted from the plastic sheet and her bottom was exposed to the demon. “Now we have to do this so you don’t get a rash.” The Tormentor laughed. “Now I know you don’t mind waddling around all day with a load in your diaper but its not really good for you.” It stated matter-of-factly. “And besides the smell is overwhelming.” It mocked taking a pronounced sniff. Billie strained back the tears as she felt the first baby wipe make contact with her skin.
Billie winced with each movement of the baby wipe. The smell filled her nostrils and the texture of the wipe was creepily gentle. As her legs were lowered Billie realized that the Tormentor had finished with her behind. Shuddering at this thought Billie tried to clamp her legs together. The Tormentor simply moved its fist from holding her ankles together pushing them apart with three fingers. Even though the demon only held her ankles together with its thumb and pinkie Billie could still not kick free of its grasp. As the demon slid its free hand down the inside of her thigh Billie felt what she thought was utter humiliation.
“I don’t think its a good idea for babies to have hair down here.” The Tormentor stated.
“That’s a good point.” Luna agreed. “Don’t you agree Junior?” She taunted Billie.
Billie had no answer for either of the demons. Well at least one that was going to help her plight.
“I asked you if you agreed with your Nanny. If you can’t answer Junior then I can only deduce that you have no objections.” Luna smiled. She lifted the wand and spun it around.
As the baby wipes moved over her Billie could only watch with dismay as her hair was removed. She had been wrong before this was utter humiliation.
“Good job.” Luna nodded to the Tormentor which disappeared in a black haze. “Now I guess we have to go for the finishing touch.” Luna smiled. “Diaper.” She commanded and Billie found herself once again in overgrown Huggies.
As Billie found herself levitated into a standing position she saw her reflection in the crystal. She looked helpless, like an infant in fact. Her hair had dried raggedly, her top was old and worn, the harness constricted her movements and kept her hands pressed down by her sides and her diaper was fasten snugly around her waist. Even the white sneakers on her feet looked childish now. As Luna raised the wand to Billie there was a knock at the door. Levitating Billie into the crib Luna orbed downstairs leaving the helpless witch to wallow in self pity.
To Phoebe it appeared as if the darkness was subsiding. Continuing her track towards the apparent light source she found herself staring at a ring of floating bodies surrounding what appeared to be a mirror. In the middle of the ring Piper and Paige floated with their jaws wide with astonishment.
“What’s going on?” Phoebe asked.
“Billie is being tormented by this demon so she can use our powers constantly.” Piper stated.
“But I don’t feel anything.” Phoebe said puzzled.
“We’re not really here.” Piper explained. “From what we’ve been able to gather.” She gestured to the other light sources. “This demon has got us imprisoned in her wand. She calls herself Luna the Jailor of Souls and she uses the souls she’s trapped for her own devices.”
“Basically she’s using our powers and our knowledge to punish Billie.” Paige added.
“Can it be that bad?” Phoebe asked.
“See for yourself.” Piper said moving to the side so Phoebe could see the mirror. Phoebe watched as Billie was diapered then levitated into a giant crib, whilst harnessed so she couldn’t move, and left by the demon.
“That’s horrible.” Phoebe gasped.
“Yeah, well that’s the nice stuff.” Piper shuddered.
“And the worst part is…” Paige began. “That she’s stuck in our house. Even though the boys are away we’ve still got plenty of their clothes lying around.”
“Oh no.” Phoebe gasped. “What happens if she finds our old stuff in the attic?”
“Nobody should ever be forced to wear those sailor suits again.” Piper shuddered. “And all of our old booties, mittens and those plastic pants…”
“Stop.” Phoebe said shaking her head. “What if this demon can hear us?”
Suddenly the sisters felt very worried for the young witch.
Luna disguised herself as Paige and answered the door. It was some random salesman with the latest in vacuum technology. So powerful that it could lift up a bowling ball. “Well.” Luna had started. “I do love power.” She smiled as she drained the man of his soul.
Billie found herself stuck on her knees. As soon as Luna had dropped her she had slipped on the plastic and tumbled forward. The crib walls were too high to climb out of and she couldn’t use magic to leap out of them because the bars stopped to close to the ceiling. What was worse was that when she had tumbled forward Billie had found she had to slither across to the crib wall push her chest against it to climb up. This had begun to work her diaper lower on her body so the only way she could pull it back up was to go back onto her knees and stay there. At least with the demon gone she could begin plotting a spell to get her out.
Before her mind could really get to work Billie found herself orbed into the Attic. Staring at the Book of Shadows longingly Billie found herself frozen to the ground.
“It appears that the Charmed Ones don’t like you very much Junior.” Luna laughed. “They have just told me where to find some good old-fashioned girly girl clothing for you.” Luna spun the wand at old wardrobe in the back of the Attic. As they parted a couple of musty looking chest came into view. The chests then sprung open and lines of baby clothing, enough for all three sisters, began to levitate out of the chests and land neatly in a rows in front of Billie.
Pinks, polka dots, yellows, lilacs and strawberry reds where all present in clothes that would be much too small to fit but Billie knew that wouldn’t really be a problem. After all the diaper bunching around her waist had come out of a normal package. Billie then saw baby equipment the boys had outgrown orb in front of her just long enough for Billie to see it and wince before it orbed somewhere else.
Reappearing in the living room Billie found she could move. However she was now in the playpen in the corner of the room. Luna walked up to the bars of the pen. “Harness.” She commanded and Billie found that she was once again able to move her arms. Luna then smiled. “I’ve been thinking of the best way to ensure that my Junior Witch in Training doesn’t get too big for her britches and try to start casting spells against me.” Luna informed Billie. “And of course I’ve come up with a perfect solution.” She said holding up a pair of mittens connected via a length of cord in one hand. In the other she held a pacifier. Letting go of the two objects they both stopped in mid air whether frozen or simply levitated Billie didn’t know. All she knew that whatever power Luna had over messing with people’s heads she was using now because she could concentrate on nothing else. Luna then picked up her wand and spun it at the two garments. “Pacifier.” She commanded and Billie found the pacifier between her lips and clipped onto her shirt via a pink Minnie Mouse clip. “Mittens.” Luna spoke again. This time Billie found her hands placed inside the white mittens and the cord was placed underneath her shirt.
Suddenly Billie’s head became clear. Not caring about mittens or pacifiers she aimed a lightning bolt spell at Luna. The mittens sparked as the lightning discharged but they did not rip. Instead Billie watched as the lightning travelled up from one mitten across the cord and down through the other. Without warning Billie’s gloved hand raised itself up and planted itself firmly against the back of her diaper. Billie looked at her padded hand as if it had betrayed her. She had just spanked herself, hard. She turned to glower at Luna who simply smirked causing Billie’s anger to boil over. Spitting out the pacifier Billie began to chant an incantation. As she reach the climax of the spell she found pacifier hovering just inches from her lips. Her eyes wide she watched as the end of the pacifier began to glow. Suddenly it shot into her mouth and Billie felt the jolt of a spell run through her. It was then she found herself wailing. Not an adult cry but a helpless babyish cry that was so immature that Billie just felt so little stupid and helpless and the tears came as she subsided to deep gulping breaths.
Billie then found herself orbed right in front of Luna who took hold of her diaper and checked it. “A spanked ass, a little cranky tantrum but there’s nothing downstairs.” Luna smiled releasing the waistband of Billie’s diaper and giving it a pat. “Maybe what you need is a makeover.” Luna smiled.
A dark haze filled the living room and as three Tormentors were summoned into the living room. In their shadow forms they stared at Billie with their unblinking silver eyes. Then they began to reform. Their bodies shrunk down and moved into the colored spectrum. Each Tormentor began to morph into preteen girl. The first became a small blonde girl about 11 or 12 wearing a black and white striped crop top and white pants. The second Tormentor sprouted mousey brown hair from underneath a green colored straw hat. She was wearing a summery outfit consisting of a dual cut top with a soft green stripe along the top. It was white underneath the green stripe and finished just above the Tormentor’s three quarter length green pants. The last Tormentor molded itself into a girl slightly older than the other two. Possibly 13 or 14 not much older but a definite amount. This Tormentor transformed itself into a having red hair, hung in pig tails, whilst wearing a white USA soccer shirt and pink track pants.
The demons then rounded on a still frozen Billie eyeing her with haunting silver eyes. The two younger Tormentors then swiped at Billie’s legs knocking her down to their size whilst the oldest grabbed at Billie’s top. Ripping it off of Billie’s back the red head then stuffed the top down the back of Billie’s diaper. Tears formed in Billie’s eyes as she was forced to stand in front of Luna in nothing but a bra and a diaper.
“With the amount of use those diapers are going to get I think it’ll be better if Junior can’t actually remove them.” Luna smiled. Pointing the wand at Billie she began to chant.
“Your powers are nullified in those baby clothes,
They feed energy to me, so my magic grows,
I’ll now abuse the Power of Three,
And bond you into diapers, you helpless baby.”
Billie found herself awash with magical energy. Staring down at her diaper it seemed to fasten itself to her skin, like egg sticking to an unoiled frying pan. Sliding her mittened hand against the waistband of the diaper Billie found she was completely unable to pull it away from her skin. She lifted her head up to glower at Luna but all she found instead were the three Tormentors staring at her. Now that she could move however Billie wasn’t exactly going to hang around and wait to see what they had planned. Turning she started to sprint for the door.
“Baby bouncer.” Luna commanded. Billie tried to force what had just happened out of her mind. She knew, deep down, that she had just been placed in a baby bouncer and whilst her feet hit the gorund and the bungee cords hadn’t gone slack yet she wasn’t hopeful of how long that situation would last for. As the cords went tight Billie found herself being propelled backwards and up. Her back slapped against the ceiling before she was dumped uncerimonliously onto her face on the floor. The cords then tightened up more and Billie found her feet lifted to just off the floor meaning she was once again captive. “Now I think it might be best if you stop running away all the time.” Luna mocked moving inches from Billie’s face. Billie tried to kick and punch forward but the baby bouncer held her too rigidily beneath her arms and her legs too high off the ground so she ended up performing a cycling motion in mid air. “Now, now, temper, temper.” Luna smiled. “If your getting cranky then perhaps you have a fever. And you don’t want me checking for one of those do you?” Luna asked. Billie thought on this for a second then stopped. “Good baby.” Luna patronised. Turning to the Tormentors Luna laughed. “We will have to go shopping to get somebody some more diapers.” She jerked her head back to Billie. “Whatever you dress her in will be fine. But as she’s soooo sad perhaps you should dress her in something special to lift her spirits.” Luna affected concern as she orbed out of the room.
Piper, Phoebe and Paige clung to each other as the Power of Three was forcibily drawn from them. Convulsing Paige felt like she was on fire as her greatest gift was used to demean her young charge again.
“We have to stop this.” Phoebe said recovering first.
“That’s pretty obvious.” Piper stated flatly.
“But how? We’re not even here we’re just some memories. We don’t know where our bodies are and apparently our souls are somewhere different.” Paige shrugged exasperated.
“Perhaps I could be of assistance.” A blond haired fat man asked.
The three Tormentors crowded around Billie. She hung her head in shame as the abominations unceremoniously dumped her out of the baby bouncer and onto the floor. Despite their small size the demons were blessed with the usual increased strength and stamina. Finding a pair of hands down her diaper Billie started to turn around only to have another set of hands clamp around her waist and hold her steadily in place. Taking the ripped top out of Billie’s diaper the Tormentors held it up in front of Billie.
“I don’t think she can really wear this again.” The red head told the others.
“Your right.” The other two agreed.
“Oh well I guess we had better go up to Junior’s nursery and get her ready to go.”