Beatrice 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 Beatrice and Luna orbed back into the living room. Pointing the want to one end of the living room Beatrice 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. Beatrice 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.
Beatrice 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 Beatrice 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 Beatrice had in the embarrassing ordeal was at least gravitiy was keeping most of the mess away from her skin.
Suddenly Beatrice 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. Beatrice gagged as she felt the mush spread around her most sensitive areas.
“Harness.” Luna barked and Beatrice found herself webbed to the changing table by an expanded version of the boys harness. Although she could move Beatrice really wanted to try and avoid it because of the way her diaper was sitting. “Pail” Luna commanded. Beatrice found the diaper pail sitting between her legs. “Diaper.” Luna spoke again. The soiled diaper around Beatrice’s waist disapeared. Suddenly Beatrice found herself levitated off of the table. Then she felt water orb underneath her. Staring at the wand Beatrice 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 Beatrice and then to expand and contract the water so she was cleaned without being touched. Beatrice fought back the tears as the water disapeared and Beatrice 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 Beatrice who found herself once again frozen to the spot. Motioning with her hands Luna called forth a tormentor and although Beatrice couldn’t see it Grogger’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 Groggers 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.