Chapter 5

“Wait what?” He asked.
“Now we get little and make pee pees and poo poos in our diapers” she repeated with a giggle.

“You mean like…babies?” he asked.

“If you want.” She replied. “But I prefer to be a bit older…like 6 or 7ish” she said.

“I don’t know…I mean…that seems…is it safe?” he asked cautiously.

“Of course…I can change us back in an instant” she told him. “Don’t be afraid, it will be fun…and…your big boy wee wee will still work like a big boy wee wee…we’ll still have lots of fun together.” She said with a wink. “We won’t actually be 6, we’ll just look like we are.”

“I don’t know…” he said.

“Come on…you’re going to love it…trust me.” She told him. “I’ll go first if it will make you feel better” She said. With a wave of her arms she became the small red haired girl he had seen the night before and earlier that morning. Her diaper had resized to fit her small form.
“See…nothing to be afraid of…now it’s your turn.” She said.

“Waaa wait…” he stammered, but before he could say anything else she waved her arms in the air again and in an instant his world changed. Everything looked huge, and everything was not as it had been. They were now sitting on the floor and the room was completely changed. It was the nursery that he had seen before, filled with toys, and stuffed animals, children’s books, dolls…even a full set of Barbie cheerleaders. The crib and changing table which he had seen earlier were now huge too him. He looked at his body, all his body hair was gone, he was small, and the diaper…a real Pamper, was all he had on. His form was that of a 7 year old.

“Hee Hee, you’re cute” she giggled.

He was again at a loss for words. Sitting there on the floor staring at his small arms and hands, he hadn’t felt a thing. He thought that it would feel painful or at least tingly, but there had been nothing. One moment he had been his 16 year old self, the next he was small and sitting on the floor.

“See…I told you there was nothing to be afraid of” she said.

“I…I can’t believe it.” He replied.

“Believe it.” She told him. “And also…I’ve taken away our potty training.” She giggled.

“What?” he asked…with a tone of concern.

“Don’t worry, it’s just for when we’re being little…so we’ll have fun and use our diapers” she said. “You may feel like you have to go pee pee or poo poo…and you may try to hold it…but you won’t be able to” she added with another round of giggles. “You’re going to love the squishy feeling in your Pampers when you go poo poo” more giggles.

She moved closer to him and stroked the front of his diaper. “Just relax” she said. “Enjoy this.”
Her hand on the front of his diaper took away all worries. His arousal returned with a vengeance and he felt it against the slippery mess he had made in the diaper earlier. It was amazing, he was small…yet he felt completely unchanged. In his mind, he was still 16, and felt every bit as excited as he had been before.

“That’s right baby boy…enjoy it” she said with a smile as she moved in closer and hugged him tight with her small body. She began rubbing the front of his diaper gently but firmly, before long, he was responding with high pitched moans and short breaths.

He was in heaven again, he didn’t care what she had done to him, and all he could think about was how good it felt to be wearing a diaper and have her hold him and stroke the front of his diaper. He climaxed yet again into the soft lining of the Pamper. Waves of pleasure raced through his body as he let out a squeal of happiness in a high pitched tone.

She felt his orgasm combine with her own, it was powerful and she soaked in the strength she received from his pleasure, but this time it was too much. A wave of chaos filled her vision; she could hear the thoughts of hundreds of people at once and couldn’t focus as she had before. The noise in her head was too much for her small body to handle and as the waves of pleasure subsided, she collapsed into his tiny arms.

As his orgasm faded he felt her weight collapse onto him, he held her with his small arms and gently rolled himself to a position so that she was lying beside him. He snuggled her close, he felt tired as well; he kissed her forehead and then shut his eyes.

When he awoke later that afternoon, he found her still snuggled beside him. She was sleeping soundly. He thought that his movements might wake her, but even as he moved his arms from around her she continued to sleep. He felt a warm damp sensation in the front of his diaper, between his legs and around his bottom. In a shock of realization, he understood that he had wet the diaper in his sleep. He remembered what she had said before they fell asleep together, “I’ve taken away our potty training”.

He panicked as a wave of embarrassment and shame went through him, he slid away from the small form of the red headed girl and stood up. She continued to sleep. He was small, the room looked huge to him, and it was still a child’s nursery. The toys, the dolls, and the changing table looming above him brought his current reality front and center, he was wide awake now. Yet she continued to sleep. He tried to remove his diaper, but as hard as he pulled on the tapes, they would not tear free, either he didn’t possess the strength to tear the tapes open, or the diaper possessed the strength to keep him from doing so. Then he felt it, a familiar fullness…a feeling of pressure…down below, a feeling he had learned to recognize a long time ago…telling him that something was coming.

More panic now, the urge to get the diaper off grew stronger. He ran to the bedroom door, he could reach the knob but it would not turn. The pressure from his behind grew stronger, something felt different, his efforts to control himself were useless, as if he were thinking of holding it in but his muscles were not responding. Then he heard something new. It sounded like girls singing, but not quite. “What is that?” he thought. He looked around the room for the source of the noise and his eyes settled on the toy shelf, the set of cheerleader Barbie dolls. They were dancing and chanting and waving their pompoms. He gasped and wondered if he was hallucinating. “Poo poo in your diaper..pampy pamp!…poo poo in your diaper pampy pamp!” was the chant, to the tune of “Here we go (insert team name here) here we go!”

In an instant he felt himself messing in the diaper. He stood frozen in his spot while he felt the mess coming out of his behind and filling the diaper. It felt like farting but then there was a warm lump pressing back against his bottom, as if he had suddenly sprouted a tail inside his diaper. It didn’t stop, the lump in the seat of his diaper continued to grow as his bowels emptied completely, and the chanting from the dolls continued.

He fell to his knees, not letting the seat of his diaper touch the floor, he felt totally humiliated. The chanting had stopped now, it was replaced with giggles “he did it! he poo pooed in his diaper…yay!” one doll shouted. All the cheerleaders giggled now.

Tears filled his eyes and he began to whimper. “Why did I let her do this to me?” he wondered. He looked at the red haired girl, still sleeping on the floor, she seemed lifeless. If not for the rise and fall of her chest as she breathed he would think she were dead. He collapsed into a squatting position and felt the mess squish back against his bottom as the seat of his diaper hit the floor. He cried.

Moments later, the bedroom door opened. He looked up to see the girl’s mother standing over him. She too looked different, younger, and even more beautiful than he remembered. The woman looked down at him and smiled. “Oh…what’s wrong cutie…do you need a change?”

Chapter 6

He looked up at the girl’s mother with tears in his eyes. He had just now became fully aware of the squishy mess in the seat of his diaper pressing back against his bottom. He could feel it squishing between his cheeks and pressing against his anus. He sniffled and nodded his head “yes”.

The mother smiled down at him. “I think I smell a poo poo diaper” she said with a giggle. The cheerleader dolls giggled too, some were pointing at him and laughing. “He went poo poo in his diaper!” one shouted. “Goo goo gaa gaa pamper baby!” another one shouted. They all giggled.

“Now now, you pay no attention to those silly dolls sweetie…I’ll take care of you.” The girl’s mother said as she leaned down and scooped him up off the floor. Something seemed different now, she lifted him up so easily, and she looked so huge to him.

“Oppsie…look at that, she’s made you even younger now.” The mother placed him on the changing table and pointed to the mirror on the wall just behind the table.

He turned his head to see himself on the table; he was now the size of a toddler. “Whaaaa how…she’s sleeping…why am I smaller…I don’t want to be a baby…please make me big again please…!” he cried.

“Shhhh there there sweetie…don’t be afraid. You’ll be safe here. She’s just dreaming, and in her dream she has made the two of you even younger than before…see” She told him as she pointed to her daughter’s sleeping body on the floor.

He looked at the red headed girl who was now also a small toddler. Her diaper, like his own, had resized itself to fit her smaller form.

“You’ll be fine when she wakes up, she’ll be able to change you both back to your normal size when she’s awake.” The mother told him.

“Can’t you change me back to normal now?” He asked the mother.

“No sweetie I can’t, it was her energy that made you this way, she’s in control…you’ll have to wait it out. She’s still very young…even at her normal size. She’s just starting to learn how to control her powers and well…I think she over did it today. You’re excitement and orgasms sort of…overloaded her system, so she passed out.”

He blushed at the mention of his orgasms, and wondered if the mother had known what they were doing all along.

“Yes I did know what you two were doing.” The mother told him, having read his thoughts. “Don’t be embarrassed, I could feel your experiences too…and I have to thank you…that was quite enjoyable cutie!” She said as she gave the seat of his poopy diaper a pat. “Wow, that feels like a big poo poo in there. Let’s get you cleaned up now.” She went to work changing him, opening the diaper and making a face that showed she could smell the contents of his diaper. “Peeeeuuuuuuyyyy what a stinky baby you are” she said with a giggle.

“But I’m not a baby…” he told her.

“I know cutie…but we can have fun with this, just relax and enjoy the experience.”

And he did. He lay there on the changing table as she cleaned his bottom thoroughly with baby wipes. He felt her fingers through the wipes pressing in between his bottom cheeks cleaning every bit of him. He couldn’t take his eyes of her breasts as she worked, she was beautiful he thought. A shiver of excitement went through his body as she cleaned his small private parts.

“That’s a good baby, just relax, Mommy is almost done.” She cooed to him softly as she held his legs by his ankles, lifted him up and slid the dirty diaper out from under him. She gave his bottom a few more wipes and then lowered his legs and rear back onto the changing mat. He watched as she rolled up the dirty diaper and dropped it in the diaper pail. She then retrieved a fresh diaper from the shelf below the table, opened the bottom half, lifted his legs and rear again and placed it under his bottom, then lowered his legs back down, bringing his behind in contact with the soft thick lining of the fresh diaper. A wave of happiness and excitement went through him as she brought the front of the diaper up between his legs and taped it securely around his waist.

“There we go…all better cutie.” She said with a smile. She scooped him up off the table and carried him over to the crib, gently placing him on the mattress and raising the side bar, trapping him inside.

“Why do I have to be in the crib?” He asked.

“Well sweetie…she’s still asleep…we don’t know how long it will take her to get her strength back. She could be out for a few more hours…or a few more days. She’s still dreaming…and if she makes you even younger, I wouldn’t want you falling down and getting hurt. I think the crib will be the safest place for you until she wakes up.”

“Days!” he said with in a tiny squeaky voice. “I can’t be a baby for days; I have to go to school on Monday! And my parents will be home this evening…they’ll wonder where I am and freak out if I don’t come home!” He said in a panic, practically crying again.

“Shhhh don’t worry sweetie…I can take care of everything. I’ll put a charm on your parents to make them forget about you until we can return you…and if she’s not awake by Monday…well…I can always adjust the school attendance system for you…everyone will think you’re at school even if you’re not present.”

“But I’ll miss everything…I won’t know what I’m supposed to be doing.” He said.

“Don’t panic cutie, if it comes to Monday and my daughter is still asleep, I’ll be able to fill your head with everything that you missed at school, I can just tap into one or more of your schoolmates experiences and give them to you…I have that ability you know.”

“Really?” he asked.

“Really” she told him. “Someday my daughter will be able to do that as well, but first she needs to gain her strength back and learn how to not get overwhelmed by too much pleasure at once…You’ll help her with that…which I’m sure you’ll enjoy.” She giggled and winked at him.
She then scooped her daughter’s small form up off the floor and proceeded to check the girls diaper on the changing table. “Just wet it looks like…she’ll probably make a poo poo when she wakes up though…those cheerleaders will want to tease her too I’m sure.” The red haired girl slept right through the diaper change. When her mother had the girl in a fresh diaper, she picked her daughter up and carried her over to the crib, laying her down on the mattress next to him.

“Now then…what was that you were thinking about my breasts while I was changing you?” she said to him with a smile.

He blushed and looked down at the floor. He knew that he really needed to get a handle on his thoughts if he was going to be here for a while.

“Oh cutie, don’t be ashamed of anything while you’re with us…we can do anything to make you happy…and I think these will do the trick to perk you up while you wait for sleepy head there to wake up.” She pulled her shirt off exposing a black lace bra, which she quickly unfastened, releasing two large beautiful breasts.

He stood dumbfounded. There he was the size of a toddler, just a tad too old to be breast feeding, but it was all he could think of, and before he could get it out of his head she lifted him out of the crib.

“Its ok cutie…I know you’re thirsty.” She said with a smile. “Go ahead, give it a try…you’ll love it.” She told him, holding her right breast up for him to feed from.

Instinct took over and he found himself latching onto her nipple without any further thought. He began to suckle, and the milk that filled his mouth was heavenly, it tasted like a cool vanilla milk shake…not at all what he had expected, and he couldn’t get enough of it. He suckled and suckled, breathing every so often through his nose.

“That’s a good baby boy…that’s yummy isn’t it?” she said with a giggle. “Mommy’s milk will fill your tummy right up so you won’t be hungry or thirsty at all while you wait.” After a while she switched him to her left breast and waited as he drained that one as well. The milk was wonderful and the breast seemed even larger now than it had been as he continued to suckle. He heard the girl’s mother giggle.

“Oppsie…looks like she’s made you younger again.”

As he heard the words he felt her turn him towards the mirror. He detached himself from her breast to look and saw that he was no longer a toddler, but an actual baby.

“I’d say you’re about six months old now cutie…there’s no choice now but to wait it out in the crib…look, she’s done it to herself too, she must be having a wonderful dream.”

He began to cry again, sounding exactly like the baby he had become. He felt completely helpless and scared. What if she didn’t wake up for days, what if she made him even smaller still. The girl’s mother comforted him.

“Shhhh shhhh little guy, it’s going to be fine, you’ll see when she wakes up, everything will be fine. I’ll keep you both safe while you wait. You lay down with her in the crib and rest, everything will be back to normal before you know it.”

She held him for a while, gently patting his diapered bottom and rubbing his back until he calmed down. When he finally stopped crying, she laid him down in the crib beside her sleeping daughter. “Go to sleep cutie, you’ll see, when you wake up, she’ll be awake and ready to make you both normal again.” She smiled at him and left the room, closing the door behind her.

As he lay there in the crib he began to feel sleepy. He knew he had already slept for quite a while and wondered if this too was the work of the red haired girl. He heard giggling and rolled his head towards the shelf where the cheerleader dolls were. They were giggling and pointing at him. “awww…such a cute wittle diaper baby.” One said. “He’s gonna make more wet wets and poo poos in his pampers!” another said. This was followed by another round of giggles and then the group broke out into their cheer again. “Poo poo in your diaper pampy pamp….poo poo in your diaper pampy pamp…poo poo in your diaper pampy pamp…” was all he heard as he drifted off to sleep.

The Witches Next Door Part 7

He was dreaming. Somehow he knew he was dreaming. He was back to his normal 16 year old self, but he wore nothing but a diaper, a perfect thick soft crinkly Pamper, that fit him just fine. He was in a large room, filled with diapers, fresh folded pampers were all over the floor. He was lying on them, rolling around on them, and there were boxes and boxes of fresh pampers too…a lifetime supply.
The room had no door, but there were windows.

Outside the windows a storm was raging, but he didn’t mind. Inside the soft thick diaper he felt his arousal throbbing. If this was a dream, and he knew it had to be, it was the most vivid he’d ever experienced. He continued to roll on the floor in the piles of pampers and giggled.

“Having fun?” the girl asked.

He sat up with a start. Where had she come from? He blushed. “Yes.”

“I’m glad” she replied. She stood before him in her grown form also wearing nothing but a perfect Pamper.

He had a hard time taking his eyes off her breasts, and sat there on the floor with a dazed look on his face. “Where are we?” he asked. “What is this place?”

“You’re in my dream.” She told him. “This is a safe place and I’m regenerating, you took a lot out of me.” She said with a smile.

He blushed again. “You made me smaller…and made me poop in my diaper” he said with a sheepish grin.

She giggled. “Well…I’ll bet it felt great didn’t it?”

“Yes” he replied, blushing harder.

“Well you’re welcome then.”

“Why is there a storm outside?” he asked.

“That’s my subconscious…it’s…reminding me of what’s to come.”

“Is there a storm coming?”

“In a way yes.” She answered.

“A bad one?” he asked.

“It’s not so much of a storm as it is a terrible danger…to my mother and I…and well…to your kind as well.”

“For real?”

“Yes for real.” She sat down beside him and hugged him. “We’re safe for now though.”

“Are we in danger when we wake up?” he asked.

“Maybe, it’s hard for me to tell, I don’t have all my powers yet. But my mother will know, she’ll warn us when the time comes.” She reached between his legs and gave the front of his diaper a rub. He moaned with pleasure.

“Don’t you need to rest?” he asked. “Won’t you feel my excitement and lose strength again if we do that?”

“Not here, not in the dream.” She replied. “Here I’m just as human as you are.”

She continued to rub his diaper and didn’t stop until he climaxed again and collapsed to the floor. She snuggled beside him amongst the piles of pampers.

“What is the danger?” he asked after he had recovered.

“Demons.” She replied. “That’s the best way to describe it I think. We’re being chased.”

“Chased by demons?”

“Yes, we were slaves, the demons used our powers to control their world; it was horrible the things they would make us do, we were miserable. I was very young, just a baby really, but my mother…she was strong, and she found a way for us to escape, but the demons discovered our escape before she could…what is the phrase I’m looking for?…cover our tracks…you would say?

“They followed you?”

“Yes, and we’ve been running ever since. When we found your world, my mother decided we were safe enough hiding here for me to grow and develop my full strength. You’re helping me do that.” She hugged him tight. “Thank you.”

“You’re very welcome.” He replied, and snuggled her tightly.

“When I have my full strength it will be much easier for my mother and I to escape them once and for all.”

“So you won’t be staying…?”

“Not forever no…when I have my full powers, we’ll need to leave.”

He felt sadness inside him. He had only just met this wonderful girl, but in a few short hours, she had completely rocked his world, fulfilling nearly every fantasy he’d had. He didn’t want her to leave, and here, in the dream, she would not know how he was feeling.

“Are you ok?” she asked.

“You can’t feel me here can you?”

“No.”

“I’m sad.” He told her. “I don’t want you to leave.”

“I don’t want to leave either, I don’t like being chased, but even if we were safe here, my mother and I couldn’t stay here forever. There are others, more witches, still held as slaves, we have to help them.”

“Can I come with you…to help you, when the time comes?” he asked.

“You wouldn’t survive, but you already are helping. You’re helping me grow.” She kissed him. “That’s your part in this.”

Outside the windows the storm continued, the wind howled and rain beat against the windows.

“Is it getting worse?”

“It will get worse before it gets better.” She said. “Rest with me, I’ll be waking soon.”

Chapter 8

When he woke, he found himself at home, in his own bed.  He was his normal teenaged self, wearing the same clothing he had on when he first went next door to meet the neighbors and help move furniture.  Had it all been a dream? He wondered.

He got out of bed and went to the window.  Daytime outside…but what day was it?  He found his watch which showed the date.  Sunday, 9:25AM.  It was the next morning, had he slept the whole of Saturday and into the next morning?  He wandered out of his bedroom and into the kitchen.  The house seemed quiet and empty.  Glancing out the window into the driveway he noticed his parent’s car was gone.  They would be at church until 11 he thought.  His mind was racing, was it all a dream he wondered, the girl, the mother, the diapers, regressing down to a small baby?

He sat down at the kitchen table and scratched his head, and as he did, a flash of light appeared before him on the kitchen table lasting only for an instant, as if a camera flash had gone off.  When the light disappeared, in its place on the table was a sheet of paper with handwriting on it.

He moved back from the table in surprise “what the…” he said.  Then he noticed the handwriting.  He moved back towards the table and carefully picked up the paper.

Good morning cutie,

No it was not a dream, and you’re not going crazy.  I am what you would call a “witch” and a good one at that.  You were very helpful yesterday; I’ve learned so much more about my powers in the last few hours alone, some really amazing things that I can’t wait to share with you.  For now I’ve got some exploring that I need to do on my own, but I’ve left you a surprise in your closet. One that I’m sure you will enjoy.  I’ll contact you soon.

Love,

The girl

In another flash of light, the note disappeared right out of his hand as soon as he finished reading it.  He raced back to his room and opened his closet door.  Another flash of light appeared and when it faded, a large orange and white box of Ultra Pampers Plus Size Large diapers sat on the floor of his closet.  Another note lay on top of the box.  He picked up the note and read it.

Surprise!

I hope you enjoy these.  I know you will   Don’t be worried, you are the only person that can see these and what they will do to you. Anyone else will see you as you normally appear. (other than me and my mother of course).

Have fun!

Love,

The Girl

Again the note vanished out of his hands in a flash.  He couldn’t believe it, everything had been real.  He was in love with the girl next door, a beautiful girl with amazing powers.  A girl that had made all of his wildest fantasies come true…and was still doing so.

“What they will do to me?” he said aloud, remembering what the note had said.  His lust for diapers got the better of him even more than his curiosity to find out what the girl had meant by the note.  He stripped off his cloths knelt down on the floor and opened the box of Pampers.  The amazing Pampers smell hit his nostrils like a freight train and he was filled with a powerful sense of happiness.  He took out a fresh Pamper from the box, it was a real Pamper as far as he could tell, even though it was a large size, there was no way it should fit his teenage body.  “If I could just make myself small enough to fit the diapers…” he thought with a laugh.  But even though he knew he couldn’t wear it properly, at least he could still have fun with it, he leapt to his bed.

Opening the bottom half of the diaper, he quickly lay on his back, lifted his bottom and slid the diaper beneath him.  As he brought the front of the diaper up between his legs and into place over his throbbing arousal, he felt a strange tingling sensation.  He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, as he did, his body seemed to be on auto pilot. He continued to diaper himself, closing first the right tape, then the left one, securing the diaper around his waist with near perfect fit, he was astonished.

When he jumped up off the bed he learned what the girl had meant in the note.  Everything around him was bigger, his bed, his desk, the chair.  He quickly realized that it wasn’t the room that was huge; it was himself that had become small.  Comparing his height to the bed next to him, he guessed he was about the size of an eight year old.

He walked over to his mirror, the diaper crinkled loudly as he moved.  Looking at his reflection in the mirror, he did not see a small eight year old boy, however a shrunken version of his teenaged self, sized just right to fit the Pamper he was wearing.

“Amazing!” he said while staring at himself in the mirror.  Another flash of light appeared, this time in his right hand. As the light faded a new note appeared in his hand.  He read it.

These diapers will match your mood, just think about how you want to enjoy them, and they will accommodate you.

Have fun!

Love,

The Girl

She was right; the diapers had made him small enough to fit them, exactly what he had thought about before putting one on.  The note vanished.  His arousal got the better of him and he quickly returned to his bed. As he had done so many times before with fake homemade diapers or just a mound of Kleenex stuffed into the front of his tighty whities he mounted his pillow and began humping in his diaper.  “Oh Yes!” He moaned moments later as he came hard into the soft lining of the Pamper.

As his orgasm ended and his mind returned to his surroundings, he felt different.  This time there was no shame, no intense urge to get the diaper off and hide any evidence of his actions.  His only thought was of how lucky he was to have found such a wonderful girl, and of the box of diapers in his closet…and the possibilities they presented.

Chapter 9

She was flying, high above the Earth; she was everywhere and nowhere all at once.  Environmental conditions had no effect on her; she had complete control of her mind and body.  She could regenerate her own cells as they died.  Not even the vacuum of space could harm her.

“The boy’s energy has made you stronger than I expected…this is your awakening, your time to explore, to learn your full potential…go explore this world, don’t be afraid, I can always find you and nothing of this world can harm you…this will be the first of many adventures you will take.” Her mother had told her.

And so she did.  She stood in the back yard, leapt into the air and was gone in a flash.  It seemed so simple, almost instinctual, and as easy as walking.  As she rose high above the world, she could reach out and hear the thoughts of the humans below, now she was able to focus on individuals and not only hear their thoughts but feel their emotions as well…drawing energy from each.  She thought of the boy, her love, which she had just sent home.  It was so simple, she just imagined him sleeping in his own bed and in an instant she had transported him there with her own powers.

She had sent him notes, mental text messages that took physical form for him to read and a gift as well, one that she knew he would deeply enjoy.  His emotions would continue to give her strength.  All she had to do was to think of him and she could see into his world, see him, feel him, and even talk to him if she wished.  If he were in trouble, she could be by his side in an instant.

She was moving fast now, circling the Earth, experiencing emotions from millions of humans from far off lands.  “This world is full of horrors and wonders alike” she thought as she felt the endless range of emotions flowing through her.  She realized now that language was no barrier to her.  She understood every human language, and could speak the language of her choosing at any time.

Far over Europe she felt the emotions of a sad child, reading the child’s thoughts she learned that this child was a prisoner.  The child had been taken against its will and had been subjected to horrible abuse by terrible men.  She swept in like a bolt of lightning.  The child’s captors were stunned as she appeared before them out of thin air.

One man attempted to subdue her, but was thrown back against the wall with such force that his skull fractured instantly and his body was broken.  The other men raised their weapons, opening fire.  The bullets stopped in mid air around her and fell to the floor.  She waived her hands and the men’s weapons vanished.  With a snap of her fingers, the remaining men all dropped to the floor.  She could have killed them all with a simple thought if she had wanted to, but she left them all impotent and weak.  None of them would ever harm a child again.  She bent down and whispered into the ear of one of the fallen men.

“I know you all, I can find you any time I want…remember that.”  She told him.  Then she snapped her fingers.  In a flash of light, the child was teleported back to its family, all was well.

She was a super hero, no…a goddess.  She continued her journey helping many others along the way, her powers were incredible now, and seemed to grow stronger as she traveled.  She thought of the boy, and in doing so found him enjoying the gift she had left for him.  She felt his explosive release inside the soft lining of the diaper and smiled.  His happiness gave her even more strength.

She wanted to be with him physically, so she altered her course and headed for home. “Home” she thought.  What was home? She had memories of fleeing with her mother, fleeing a world of sadness and torture.  That world wasn’t home; it had just been a holding pen.  This world was wonderful, with all its wonders and horrors alike, it was nothing like the holding pen.  But it was not home.  As she flew high above the Earth she wondered if she would ever find her true home.