Although this story is based around a generic Dungeons & Dragons setting, one doesn’t need any actual familiarity with the game besides the obvious “this is medieval and has magic”. It’s sort of an introductory backstory for my own characters in a Campaign I’m designing.
The Green Orb really is in Intra Town then?… In Intra, inintra, ninintra…" The half-elf girl chuckled to herself at the sound of the words.
“It apparently is, Sachiko.” She was answered by a man who was comparatively large and muscular, in part due to his pure human origin Although solidly built, his eyes and movements were conducted in a calm and controlled fashion as the two of them packed together.
The half-elven girl climbed on top of the bed in the room with a sigh. “Thanks for packing with me James. I needed the company.” He bowed lightly in response.
“If it’s alright, I’ll take my bag into my room tonight, and I’ll wake you in the morning.” She nodded and after the human man left the room, she blew out the candle and said her prayers.
The following morning, the City of Elcid’s gates bustled with activity. With wishes of good fortune and hands waving in the air in parting, a cluster of people had sent the two off on the dirt road. James marched with a chain mail tunic placed over his shirt, while Sachiko had a supple leather “shell,” of sorts, fit around her bust and protecting her upper torso. Both of them wore identical electrum amulets in the shape of an ankh. James turned to her.
“Do you have the map?”
“Yeah, right here.” She pulled the neatly-folded map out and examined it. It seemed to be fairly recently created, being of a cleaner and less-damaged material than most scrolls.
“It’s about… Two hundred forty miles?” She asked almost in disbelief.
“Hm… There’s a forest not far, we’ll pass through it won’t we?”
“That we will.” Said wood was in fact several miles away, and it would actually take a couple of hours to reach it. The girl just kind of gazed over the grassy plains on either side of the road; she couldn’t even see the beginning of that forest.
… “James, have you ever traveled this far on foot before?”
“I’ve done a lot of hiking and camping, but I’ve never actually traveled far from Elcid. Why do you ask?”
“I was trying to strike conversation. It’s gonna be days before we get to Intra, and I get bored a little easily.” Her companion couldn’t help but snicker.
“No kidding. It’s a wonder you’ve learned as much as you have…” She looked a little annoyed.
“I like to study! I never got to go to school until I became a Cleric.” James only hummed in acknowledgement, and another silence passed.
“Sachiko… In retrospect, if you could choose to go to school as a child, would you have?”
“Hm? Well, I…” She stopped talking and weighed the question in her mind. “Well, mother would have been lonely without me since father was usually out dealing with traders all day… And it was fun helping out at home.” She smiled. “I didn’t have to worry about growing up until I was twelve.” James grinned.
“Yeah. No homework, no physical training, no potty training, just puppets and toys all day~” Her cheeks flushed red in frustration.
“What?! That’s not what I meant at ALL!” The two laughed. He flipped one of her perpetually messy bangs, and began running for a while as Sachiko chased him. She actually liked that about him-he was kind, patient, and clean in his speech, but she was the only one she’d ever see him joke around with the way that he did. It made her feel that she could trust him as a friend.
They continued running down the unpaved dirt road, which faded here and there because of light grass growth crossing over. There were occasional trees dotted around, mostly maple and bright green cottonwoods. Animal life would’ve been abundant if one traveled far enough to either side, but they tended to keep clear of the road except for squirrels… And of course robbers, but Elcid didn’t tend to have many of those near the city.
The laughter quieted came to an abrupt stop when the poor girl’s foot got caught behind her other and she fell on her knee, prompting her companion to stop and check her. “Owww….” She yelped a bit when they found it bleeding, having been cut on a rock on the road.
“How bad is it?” James asked in concern.
“It hurts… Pretty bad.” She whinced, touching it. James got down on one knee and placed his hands on top of her head. He closed his eyes, and Sachiko felt a cool light shine through her. Her knee felt numb, then it felt completely normal as the blood faded from the site. She blushed a little as he helped her to her feet and muttered a silent but audible “Thank you.” Before they walked on.
After a few hours passed, the tree density began to steadily, then sharply increase. James bore a thoughtful, calculated look on his face for some time, unaware to his companion. He finally turned to speak to her.
“Wurthwood. It’s about thirty miles long, isn’t it?”
“Hm… That’s what it says on the map.”
“Alright. Let’s turn a bit northeast and avoid the center.”
“What? Why? What’s in the center of the woods?”
“I’m pretty sure there’s a giant spider nest somewh-”
“What? Would there really be giant spiders?” Sachiko began to grow nervous.
“Does that bother you? Together we’re more than capable of fighting them off.” The girl seemed unconvinced, so he just stared at her eyes.
“I promise you’ll be safe.”. A smile crept slowly onto her face and she continued walking.
“Besides, since you’re a maiden and I’m a knight, I get a +2 bonus to attack and save rolls, or something.” She just looked at him perplexed.
It didn’t take long for the forest around them to darken the sun’s light with wide treetops, creating a musty, gloomy atmosphere. Once in a while someone’s boot would sink an inch or so into particularly moist ground. Sachiko broke what was, minus random animal sounds, uneasy silence.
“If I’d known we were going to someplace like this, I wouldn’t have picked a white dress.” They chuckled and continued silently on. After a step, Sachiko’s foot wouldn’t rise, causing her to fall flat on her face with a yelp.
“Are you alright?”
“Y-yeah, oww… My foot is…” She let out a small gasp as her heard began pounding the inside of her chest. She was caught in a sticky web on the ground. Immediately the iron of James’ sword scraped against it’s scabbard as he hoisted it out and held it tightly, looking alert. He began trying to cut the webbing around his companion, a very difficult task due to the silk’s flexibility and stickiness. He freed her hands and chin when an eight-legged monster zipped in out of nowhere. Though terrifying, it was no shock that when one considered the relative speed at which small house spiders could travel, that this beast with a ten-foot leg span could scuttle at at least thirty miles an hour.
Despite the speed at which it moved, everything felt like it was moving in slow motion for Sachiko. Her face was pale and she was too petrified to even struggle.
Flashbacks of a similar situation in the past flooded her mind.
It was during her trip to her mother’s homeland, Nipan. She was wrapped in a web, hanging from the ceiling. Thanks to the spider venom in her body, she was almost completely paralyzed, and the paralysis had caused her to soil herself-of course that was the least of her worries. If it wasn’t for a rescue team, she would’ve…
Stuck in a kneeling position, her bladder completely voided itself. The urine began trickling onto her left thigh, and streaming down through her saturated panties, wetting the front of her skirt. It was only then that she managed to scream at the top of her lungs, then when the giant spider’s face was close enough for it’s fangs to be visible. And it was then that it recoiled in pain, it’s face having been smashed in by a sword worth half a hand more than most. It was longer and heavier than any longsword, but it was smaller than two-handed weapons and he could have wielded it in one arm. With a charging strike, James hammered the weapon straight into the creature’s face. It writhed and flailed its legs as the desperate knight twisted and turned the blade, slaying it.
Sachiko’s face had went from pale to beat red, and tears were in her eyes. James cut her loose and she began running straight out the way they had come in.
“Sachiko!” She looked back, took his hand and just kept running, until they were near the entrance all over again.
“sniff I-I’m sorry James…” He only smiled warmly into her eyes.
“We will go around.”
“Oh, thank you so much. hic Thank you James.”
“But if we do, you’ll have to do something for me.”
“Anything, I’ll d-do it, thankyouthankyouthankyou…” James knelt and placed his backpack onto the ground and looked through it.
“I want you to wear diapers until we get to Nashmore, just south of Intra.”
“… Wait, wear what?” Her sobbing had finally ceased and was replaced with stunned confusion.
“If we go around the forest we may have to make up some time, which will mean we can not rest as frequently, and to put it bluntly… You’re a leaky faucet.” He stated, pointing his finger from her skirt to the trail of urine down her leg. She blushed profusely and silently nodded her head.
“That’s… I mean…” James stood up, holding a large, white cloth and a smaller plastic-like sheet of material, as well as a sack of talcum powder.
“I assume you know how to…” The young woman blushed profusely in response.
“Of course I know how to, but isn’t this just a tad strange and disgusting?” The man kept holding the garment up.
“I only wet myself because I was immobile and terrified for my life!”
“Five days ago, you were taking clothes off the line in the front churchyard and folding them. What prompted you to get up before finishing the task?” Her look of disgust melted into one of slight humiliation.
“Then!? I… um… I started peeing in my panties…”
“Fourteen days ago, it was after dark, during the second watch. You were out of bed and carring sheets down the hall. Why was that again?” She couldn’t bring herself to look up at her companion’s eyes.
“You didn’t do either of those things on purpose, did you?”
“N-no… It’s not like I have some huge history of it though, it was just a couple of times recently! I’ve been worried about this trip!”
“Can you guarantee you won’t do it again, now that we’re actually out here?”
“Yes! I mean, most likely of course! I mean… You may be my superior, but you can’t make me wear a diaper!”
“I can’t and would never dream of that.” The girl’s face softened a bit at that sentence.
“I’m not asking you as a Paladin, I’m asking you as a friend. You know that we have to be at Intra as soon as we possibly can, you’ve never traveled on foot for as long as this trip will take, and I want you to be as comfortable and safe as you can be. If you accept this, I won’t think any less of you. If you refuse again, I’ll put this away and won’t bring it up again unless you do.”
They were silent for a moment, until Sachi nodded and took the materials, and got to work after James turned around. She put her panties into the little “dirty stuff” pocket of her bag and cleaned her leg. She then laid down on the out-folded cloth, and noted the convenience her elven heritage played in preventing hair growth. After powdering herself up, she placed the plastic layers between the cloth and her nether regions, and brought the whole thing up over her front, snapping it tight at the sides with buttons. She stood up and smoothed her dress down over it before letting James turn around. She traced her dress around her enlarged bottom to prove it was on, and they continued their trek. She had never stopped to wonder why he happened to have diapers for an adult, or for anyone for that matter. The man looked to his friend.
“How is it?”
“It’s kind of heavy around my hips, and I have to walk with my legs a little wider or else it rubs my thighs. At least it’s warm…”
They marched somewhat uneventfully for another few hours. There was no road leading around the forest, so they walked through lush grass, keeping the outermost trees of the forest in distant view for bearings. They had ended up foregoing lunch, but they ate some bread as they walked. Sachiko hadn’t needed to use her new “arrangements” for some time since she had completely relieved herself just before putting it on, but as night fell her burning bladder was ready to be loosed again. Next to her fatigue, however, this was hardly a problem.
“James!” She called ahead tiredly. “How much farther are we going today?”
“I was thinking about another half an hour. Should we stop now?”
“Please…” She asked. They stopped walking, and James began clearing the grass on the side of the road for their campground. Sachi just fell onto her cushioned bottom, taking her boots off of her throbbing feet.
“Sachiko, when you feel up to it, would you take the tent out of your bag?” The human man asked, setting some rocks around a small pit that he dug. She lazily swung her bag in front of her and pulled out the tent roll, and found the will to get up and carry them over next to the fire pit. She had finally re-noticed her need to relieve herself as she set the tent up, resolving to tend to it as soon as she got the thing up.
Luckily it didn’t take long, she thought, however that luck showed to be pointless when she felt whoozy and sat back down. James noticed her fatigue and walked over.
“Are you feeling alright?”
“I think I’m just tired… And hungry…” He brushed some hair out of her face, prompting a smile as a very slight overbite showed between her lips-a rarity for those with elven blood.
“I’ll bring you some dinner, it’s roasting right now.” The thought of eating something cooked brought a little smile to her lips. About to burst, she decided that she happened to be wearing a diaper anyway, and certainly didn’t feel like getting it off, more or less squatting on her tired calves, so she just wet herself for the second time that day. She felt a bit awkward as the warm wetness spread and soaked around her privates and behind, and even more awkward for pushing it out on purpose, but she was too tired to care too much.
James came over with two plates of meat and some roasted vegetables, and she began scarfing hers voraciously. “Maybe skipping lunch wasn’t a good idea…” She only "mmph"ed in response.
“It’s going to get even chillier soon, shall we go to the fire?”
“Yeah.” The two got up and walked over to the warm, burning glow and sat on a log.
“If we travel with this same pace, we’ll get to Nashmore in about five more days or so, then it’s only a day or so to Intra.” They ate in relative silence, then just watched the fire burn. Sachiko watched the smoke burn upward into the night sky, and settled her view on the stars.
“James… What do you think stars are?”
“Yeah. I mean, there’s so many of them, and they make so many shapes…” They thought about it a moment.
“Perhaps… They’re worlds.”
“World’s? Like ours?”
“Yeah. If the holy writ states that God created worlds without end, maybe the stars are all those worlds, and ours shines like a star to all of them.”
“… What if stars are little tiny specks of magic?”
“Yeah, like little bits of magic light that float up there to guide us?”
“Hm… If they’re far away, they couldn’t be tiny specks of magic or else they’d be too small for us to see.”
“… But have you ever felt like… They weren’t far away? Like you could just reach up and grab them?” James couldn’t help but chuckle at her suggestion.
“When I was camping outside for wilderness scout training, sometimes I felt the same way…”
The morning sun shone on the plains from the east. Sachiko rubbed her eyes, slowly sitting up, careful not to disturb James. It had felt funny sleeping with all the material bunched between her legs, but it wasn’t too much of an impediment. It was, however, cold and uncomfortable. She had wound up sleeping in the same padding that she had wet before dinner the previous night. She found the bag of powder and a fresh inner sheet set neatly at the tent’s entrance, so she took it outside, did her morning business, and replaced the padding inside her cloth covering.
Having got used to walking in a diaper, she made her way to the fire pit and started it up, pulling out some salted bacon. While the coals heated up, she thought about the diaper she was sitting in. She remembered being a six or seven year old girl and having her mother change her. It was when she was about eleven or so that she was accepted to Clerical studies, and since she was going to actively leave the home at that point, it was then that her mother had finally detailed more “proper” methods of handling bodily functions and the wearing of thinner, lighter-weight panties. When she asked her mother about not training her at an earlier age, she would usually avoid or change the subject.
She recalled James’ random statement about potty training, blushing at how close to the mark he actually was. But he did not-or should not-know about this, and she certainly was going to make sure it stayed that way. It was then that she realized just how little of each others’ childhoods they knew; they were in their early twenties and had only met for the first time a few years prior. Her thoughts were interrupted by a warm, clear voice.
“Good morning Sachiko.”
“Good morning! You finally got up?”
“The smell of bacon cooking is almost irresistible.”
“Well… Here you are!” She forked some strips and put them on a plate that she handed to him. After they had eaten, they spent an hour or so studying their scriptures and quietly meditating and contemplating, both to mentally prepare for the long walk and to ready their ability to call protective divine power. They packed up camp and were ready to set out. James, however walked over to some bushes facing away as Sachi finished stuffing the tent into her bag.
“Where are you going?”
“To take care of something.” She realized that he was opening the front of his pants and looked away, feeling dumb for having been nosy. She thought about how much more convenient it was for him as a man to do that, unconsciously squeezing the thick material under her dress in contrast, before they began walking.
“Sachiko, I wanted to ask you a question about Syllabic.” It was the second language that the two of them specialized in, and the primary language spoken in Nipan.
“About what?” Nipan was across the ocean, and Sachiko had lived there for a time to study the language and culture because of her heritage on her mother’s side. James pulled out a Syllabic scriptural text as they walked and opened it to a particular page.
“I don’t understand this conjugation. I know basically what the verse says because I can read it in Common, but I’m not sure what these little symbols do exactly.” When James first met Sachiko, he began studying Nipan’s language and culture to help relate with her more easily.
“These things? Oh, they’re used, like, when you’re listing something but you’re not listing all of it. Like if you say “books, scrolls, etc.”, then you also mean things that aren’t books or scrolls, but are like them.”
“Really? Oh, that helps this other part make sense, too! Thank you!” Sachiko only grinned in the satisfaction of helping someone.
Another thirty or forty minutes into the walk, the half-elven girl’s lower stomach gurgled and began feeling heavy. She didn’t have to think at all in order to realize what that meant, and for the first time she thought about how much messier that this would be than just wetting herself was.
“James~” She called as pleasantly and friendly as she could.
“Could I… Could I stop and not do “the other thing” in this diaper? I can understand how often people urinate would make it easier, especially if you’re female, but…”
James thought for a second and grinned. “I’m afraid you’ll have to go just the way you are now.” She moaned, then thought as they kept walking and decided she’d rather hold it for now. But after another hour it was becoming too much, and she stopped.
“James… I-I-I’m about to… Please don’t look!” Her companion turned in respect of her privacy just as her bowels gave way, forcefully depositing a load into the back of her diaper. She cringed as the warm, solid mush bulged the garment’s bottom out, and combined with her underwear’s natural thickness, it became noticeable through the seat of her dress should she bend forward by the slightest bit. She stood with her legs apart, rosy-cheeked. “O-okay, I’m done.” She muttered above a whisper. The human man put his hands on her shoulders gently.
“Do you remember being bedridden and having to do this when you were rescued?” Her eyes widened and looked to the ground. “We’re going to travel for a long time and go into many places. We’re going to fight giant spiders and all other kinds of nasty monsters, liches, and even dragons most likely. I want to help you overcome your fear, and we’ll do it together, baby step by baby step at a time.”
She was still silent, but she looked up at him. “We’re in no danger of spiders, so I want you to think about things that you associate with that event, and in time you’ll start to cease fearing them. You’re a strong, mature girl, so you can do this.” They just stood there for a moment before Sachiko began to grin slightly.
“If I’m a mature girl… Why did I just poop in a diaper?” They started laughing and James took his hands off of her. Suddenly something dawned on the girl. “WAIT a second, did you plan for me to do this the whole time?! Why did you had this diaper in the first place?!” He grinned and the two began another chase. When the sun reached the top of the sky, they settled next to a couple of large trees for shade, and decided to prepare lunch. And after lunch, Sachiko would be sure to relieve herself like a proper adult and change out of her smooshy mess.
The sweet scent of fruit preserves wafted out of their jar as they were unsealed. Unfortunately, this scent didn’t go unnoticed by some unwelcome guests lurking nearby. Just as the two were finishing the creation of sandwiches, half a dozen kobalds began rushing across the open grass. This was clearly an uninspired move, as the smiles on the adventurers became instant frowns. Sachiko scooted back and rose to her feet while James stood straight where he crouched and pulled his back-mounted sheath around to his side, drawing the clean, shiny sword. He took the hilt with both hands and smashed the foremost kobald square-on, taking it out of the fight instantly.
The remaining five hesitated for a moment at the sight, but four of them jumped the Paladin while the fifth ran past him toward Sachiko. It leapt on her and she screamed as the two had a standing wrestling match. They struggled around for a bit, but even a half-elven woman is bigger and stronger than a kobald, and when she got a hold of a palm-sized rock, it was helpless against her beating its reptilian head literally open.
James bore a minor scratch to his face and pants but was otherwise holding strong. There were only two left at him, and a flying rock smacked one of them out. He turned to see Sachiko holding a sling that she was readying again. The last kobald made a wild break for it, when another white stone flew and pelted it to the ground.
James hunched over some grass, wiping his blade clean. “Those buggers, they didn’t use any traps or weapons at all. They just ran at us.”
“Are they usually… Smarter than that?” She responded, kneeling next to him and healing his face wound.
“Yes, those things are cowards. They fire projectiles at you, in faraway groups of twice your number or more, after you’ve fallen into some pitfall. Then if things so much as look like they won’t work out, they’ll flee for safety or reinforcements.” They didn’t think too much more about it, they just had a peaceful lunch and continued their way.
“When did you start training to become a Paladin?”
“I entered as a squire when I was twelve years of age.”
“Why did you do it?”
“Why?” James thought for a moment. “My father was a knight, but as I grew up he really didn’t seem to be all that ‘knightly’.” He began to smile. “And I always admired the stories I’d hear growing up, about some beautiful maiden with long hair and a pretty dress who would be captured for ransom or worse by some villain or beast. Then a heroic chivalrous man in armor would slave long distances, horrid weather, and great danger, only to save her in the end and carry her delicate, feminine frame in his arms back to some castle and take her for a bride.” Sachiko began to blush.
“I bet you would’ve liked to save me, huh?”
“Don’t misunderstand me; I could never want a woman or anyone else to be in trouble or to need rescuing. But it’s a reality that happens anyway, so one day I want to carry whoever she is that needs it.”
The remainder of their day was fairly uneventful. They set camp and had dinner. James went out from the site and took care of his business like an adult while Sachiko changed the padding inside her diaper. The two then laid down in their bed rolls on opposite ends of the tent and laid quietly.
“James… How did you feel yesterday?”
“Yeah. I mean, when you saved me from the giant s-spider.” He looked at her quizzically.
“I felt afraid for your life! I was ready to burst with how much adrenaline I had pumping.”
“But I mean like… You got to save a maiden, like you were talking about earlier.” He began to grin at her words.
“I guess I did, didn’t I?” He rolled onto one knee on the floor and took Sachiko’s hand. “And I’d do it again if ever you required.” He spoke is a slightly exaggerated tone, and very lightly brushed her knuckle with a kiss, before laying back in his bedroll. She wasn’t sure how he felt about that, but she felt about ten thousand butterflies spawn in her stomach and flutter into her head. She giggled, then had to turn and face the tent wall to hide the blood flow to her face, and soon they went to sleep.