The chubby Tormentor had recovered quickly and was already nearing the play structure. Billie looked around for any obvious hiding places however the clear plexiglass construction afforded excellent visability which made it near impossible for Billie to hide. ‘But not to run.’ Thought Billie heading through a round pipe away from Bertha. The Tormentor didn’t bother trying to climb and follow Billie instead she chased Billie from one floor below obviously hearing the young witch towards slides or open spaces such as monkey bars where she could jump up and catch Billie. The young witch wasn’t going to play that game though and as Bertha stood beneath a gap for the monkey bars Billie scrambled up a net to the third and final level.
“Aren’t you a baby monkey?” Bertha taunted before using her demon strength to leap up onto the second level. Billie stared down at her escape routes. There were only two. The first was a slide that bypassed the second level entirely and the other was the route she had just climbed up. With Bertha stalking steadily towards her Billie realized that she only had one route.

Pushing herself across the structure Billie watched as Bertha watched the route Billie was taking. Moving quickly to intercept Bertha moved towards the first set of monkey bars that Billie would have to cross to get to the slide. As Billie neared the bars Bertha readied herself to leap up and catch the young witch. Billie however would not be denied and so she used her own strength to jump up ontop of the bars and crawled across neatly avoiding the demon. From then it was a mad chase to see if Billie could out pace the demon and get to the slide quickest.

Hitting the plastic slide with a thump Billie lept head first down the slide. As she spun quickly down a corkscrew she lost sight of Bertha. Arriving at the bottom of the slide Billie attempted to scrabble to her feet looking for the tubby Tormentor when she felt a thick hand on the back of her shortalls. The hand quickly pulled and twisted the straps of the shortalls together leaving Billie unable to move her arms or shoulders.
“Did you have fun on the slide?” Bertha asked. She was not smiling. “I think you might have had to much fun.”
“What?” Billie asked trying to twist away from the hulking toddler.
“Your all wet.” Bertha laughed.
Billie felt a pain build in her bladder. As the pain increased Bertha lifted the young witch into the air so her legs were kicking uselessly in mid air.

Finally Billie allowed nature to run its course and with the sand and urine sloshing in her diapers Billie found herself lifted outside with Bertha screaming in a loud voice about how the baby had made a stinky. However as Bertha transfered Billie from two hands to one the young witch rolled, squirmed, kicked and wiggled herself free of the pudgy Tormentor. Rushing away from the play structure Billie realised just how barren the sandpit was. Looking around for any escape route Billie saw that the gate had once again been left open. Rushing towards freedom Billie’s fully developed form easily outpowered Bertha’s toddling legs.

As she neared the gate however Billie found herself scooped up into by a pair of large hands. Looking up into the eyes of her newest captive Billie would have almost prefered to tangle with Bertha. Finding her body frozen Billie could not stop Luna from unsnapping her shortalls and checking her diaper. Bending down low so she was at eye height with the small Tormentor Luna gave Bertha a big smile.
“Thank you. I’m pretty sure the way Junior here was rushing about she had no idea she was so messy.” Luna thanked the Tormentor.
“It was nothing maam.” Bertha rushed. Before turning to scurry away.

“Ok.” Grondas sighed moving near the Charmed Ones.
“Excuse me?” Piper asked questioningly.
“Whatever your plan is I’ll help you.” Grondas said defeated.
“Why the change of heart?” Paige questioned.
“She put one of my Tormentors in training pants.” Grondas sulked. “If I wasn’t a laughing stock before I will be now. So if I help you you’ll make me a legend in the pit?”
Paige and Piper turned to look at Phoebe.
“Of course.” Phoebe said nodding at both her sisters.
“Then what do I have to do?” Grondas asked.

Billie had been stripped down her diapers and shirt and placed on her changing mat. The cool plastic against her legs only soured the young witch’s mood more but she doubted she would be given much of a reprieve from negative emotions until she destroyed the demon currently hunting for powder for Billie’s rear. As Billie sat there she became aware of becoming unfrozen but she felt light-headed weak even. The world was beginning to shift again. Strangely Billie could see almost no-one in the park taking any notice.

As Billie’s legs began to extend the young witch watched as her legs began to pour off the changing mat. From being shielded from view by her diaper bag Billie’s head began to move above it. Her arms, chest waist and unfortunately diaper bulge all began to increase in size. Outside of the shortalls she was returning to normal size. It was just a shame, for Billie, that her babyish attire was growing at the same rate.
“Ah, good.” Luna remarked seeing Billie’s return to her normal size. Holding up one of Billie’s usual diapers. “I was worried I’d have nothing that would fit you.” Luna smiled.
Billie wasn’t sure if she was frozen or not. Her head was actually pounding as if she didn’t have enough oxygen in her lungs and her vision was swimming. Feeling like she was going to be sick Billie tired to move her head to the side to avoid throwing up on herself. It was then Billie discovered she was frozen.

Billie couldn’t even spit out her pacifier as she began to heave. As the vomit rushed from her half closed mouth it propelled her pacifier from her mouth and onto the ground. Finding her upper body unfrozen Billie opened her mouth wide and took large gulping breaths of air. The taste of vomit presisted in her mouth but she could feel oxygen returning to her brain. As her heart slowed to a normal rate Billie found herself once again frozen as Luna carefully picked up the pacifier and began to clean it off with a baby wipe.
“Oh look you’ve ruined your pretty clothes.” Luna tutted motioning to Billie’s puke covered shirt and diapers. Fortunately for Billie she had also sprayed some of her vomit onto the shortalls thus redenering the garment unwearable.
‘Unless of course she decides to clean it with magic.’ Billie thought with a sigh.

Frozen as she was, in a sitting position in diapers in a public park Billie was attracting a lot of unwanted attention, unwanted for Billie if nothing else, and as the crowd gathered Luna took her time wiping Billie’s mouth clean and tidying up the young witch. As her hair had been pulled out of her face by the childish pigtails Billie mercifully didn’t have to worry about her sick being in her hair but she could still smell and taste the vomit on her breath. The crowd however were being treated to a real spectactle as Luna carefully produced clean diapers, a spare shirt and a pair of pastel green shorts. After fishing a clean pacifier from the diaper bag and placing it in Billie’s mouth Luna laid the young witch on her back and began to untape Billie’s sodden diapers.
“Excuse me.” A frumpy middle aged mother harrumphed at Luna.
“Can I help you?” Luna asked not bothering to turn around.
“Do you think what your doing is appropriate?” The woman asked tapping her foot demanding Luna’s attention.
“Well I’m not leaving my little moppet in sodden diapers any longer than I have to she is obviously not well. She’s even been a little bit sick.” Luna smiled turning from the woman back to Billie. “Haven’t you?” She cooed untaping the top diaper.
“Look I don’t know what’s wrong with you daughter but its inappropriate for a girl of her age to be changed in public. It’s bordering on indecent exposure. In fact it is indecent exposure.” The woman yelled throwing her arms out to emphasize the statement.
Luna turned and stood to face the woman. With their noses almost touching Luna spoke very softly. “Whether or not Junior here has special needs or just wants to be treated like a baby has no concern of yours. You are nothing but an unimportant useless busy body with a good for nothing soul that is looking to be offended at every turn.” And with that the woman disappeared in a black haze in front of the entire crowd. Kneeling back down Luna continued to change Billie with the crowd standing motionless around them.

As Billie was cleaned, powdered and oiled in front of a frozen crowd the young witch wanted to scream and kick at the demon but her own frozen body rendered her as helpless as the watching mortals. Luna quickly taped on five of the Cruisers diapers before shimmying Billie into the tight shorts. The green material was a soft fleece and the shorts were pulled so tight that they revealed a large portion of the top of Billie’s diapers although it was unnecessary as it was plainly obvious what the young witch was wearing under the shorts. As Billie was shrugged into a white Ninja Turtles T-shirt the entire crowd was dissolved in a black haze.

Luna it appeared had decided to simply devour the souls in front of Billie rather than doing it in secret as before. This did not bode well for the young witch.

“So if I understand your plan right we’re simply going to overpower this demon.” Piper asked raising her eyebrow.
“Making the Tormentor’s too powerful for Luna to control.” Phoebe nodded.
“Giving Billie a chance to escape.” Paige added.
“And trading us one uber powerful demon for another.” Piper concluded nodding towards Grondas. “You’ll forgive me being cynical.”
“Sure.” Grondas shrugged. The demon seamed altogether non-plussed by the Charmed Ones approach.
“Well what else have we got?” Paige asked.
“Nothing. No back up and no power of three.” Piper sighed. “I guess that’s why I’m worried.”
“Let’s see what Billie makes of the opportunity.” Phoebe levelled. “We can’t do anymore than give her that.”

Billie sat bound up in her carseat once again. This trip home however was not progressing as smoothly as the trip out. As Luna tried to chug the engine once again into life Billie felt her seatbelt being drawn tightly around her. Apparently the Tormentors were going to vent their boredom.
“Well, looks like the cars is broken kids.” Luna smiled turning around to face the back of the car. “So we get to take a bus trip home.” The demon smiled. Billie could feel the car’s suspension being bounced up and down in excitement by the Tormentors in the back.

Billie was orbed from her seat and then quickly hoisted into Luna’s arms. The young witch was frozen and forced to watch as the weekend streets, now beginning to fill with shoppers, turned to stare at the her. The Tormentors were in their element. Making snide remarks pushing into people and generally being a nusance. And in the middle of it all Luna’s face was shaped into a cunning smile. Billie was dropped onto bench at the bus stop as Luna gathered the Tormentors around her and quickly checked the timetable. Finding her body frozen but arms free Billie watched as the Tormentors drew another clean pacifier out of Billie’s diaper bag. With Luna’s back turned Billie tried to swat the Tormentors away as they attempted to push the pacifier between her lips. Quikly growing tired of the game the imps moved back into the diaper bag and pulled out a blue nylon harness. Now that they had more ammunition the game began again in ernest. Billie quickly found herself on the loosing side as her arms were harnessed to her sides and the second pacifier was placed in her mouth.

Turning back to her charges Luna smiled and patted the Tormentors praising them for getting Billie ready. “But you didn’t have to fix her arms.” Luna smiled. “She’ll probably be so sleepy from playing all morning that she’ll need a nap.” Luna cooed at Billie. The young witch’s pacifiers twitched at the demon as she was once more hoisted into Luna’s arms. Removing both the pacifiers from Billie’s mouth Luna smiled at the Tormentors. “And if she’s sleepy I’ll give her her bottle instead of her sucking on these.”

Unusually the bus arrived promptly and Luna ushered the Tormentors inside. As the demon wandered in Billie got a look at the number of passengers on the bus. Fortunately there wasn’t a lot, two young couples and a couple of old ladies on their shopping trip, and so as Luna moved to the middle of the bus the attention Billie received was a lot less than it had been in the park. The young witch tried again to block out the dark thoughts and emotions she was having. It was very hard. Even before she had found the crystal her emotions had been enhanced, and Billie was now starting to believe that Luna had something to do with this. Another problem was that Luna had actually absorbed souls in front of her. And although the only other time Billie had seen the demon do this was at P3 the young witch was theorised, correctly, that the demon had been doing this since she had absorbed the Charmed Ones.

As Billie’s mind moved into overdrive she felt pressure being placed magically on her bowels again. Rolling her eyes, perhaps anger could prevent the Tormentors from feeding from her, Billie tried to wiggle in her diapers in an attempt to give herself more room.
“What’s wrong Junior?” The Tormentors teased.
Billie said nothing and instead tried to give the demons a blank stare.
“She doesn’t know.” The Tormentors giggled.
Billie sat motionless, this wasn’t how it usually worked but she hoped that by starving the Tormentors of attention and emotion they would leave her in peace.

As the airbrakes signalled the bus had arrived at its next stop with a woosh Billie’s stomach was cramping and in pain. Wishing desparately for the passengers to get on quickly Billie watched as a young single mother struggled onto the bus with a pram, diaper bag, shopping bags and a coat. The young woman was flustered but she struggled onto the bus and into her purse with nobody moving to help her. Billie might have contemplated helping the mother if she hadn’t been so sure that moving too much would have resulted in the need for a diaper change.

The young mother pushed the pram into the wheelchair space and lifted the baby out onto her forearm. Holding the baby close with one arm the mother quickly stuffed her sizeable shopping into the pram and carried the baby to the middle of the bus. Sitting only two rows in front of Billie, on the otherside of the aisle, the young mother seamed oblivious to the young witch. Billie actually felt good about this. Here she was struggling against demons but at least to some people she wasn’t important. The young mother was carefully holding her babies head in case the bus came to too sharp a stop. Billie watched as the mother fussed with the baby. Looking closely at the baby’s clothing Billie realised that she was wearing almost exactly the same as the baby. Both were in green fleecy shorts and white Ninja Turtles T-shirts. The only difference was that the babies shorts amply covered its diapers. The young witch watched as the baby looked around taking in its surroundings. Looking over to wear Billie was sitting the young witch gave the baby a quick smile.

The pain in her bowels returned almost as soon as the smile had played on Billie’s lips. Billie wanted to grab her sides but she couldn’t shifting in her seat Billie now saw the young mother turn back to look at her. Tearing her eyes away the young mother playfully pushed on her baby’s belly. It was at this touch that Billie felt like she had been punched in the stomach. Billie stared back at the baby who was now being tickled by its mother. As the young mother ran her fingers up and down the baby’s stomach Billie felt like she was having an electrical probe traced over her stomach.

The pain grew too much for Billie to bear. Relaxing her muscle control she soiled herself. The mess spread uncomfortably around her backside as Billie’s seated position changed slightly to accomadate the load in her diapers. As she did so the pain that Billie felt whenever the baby got touch passed and instead Billie had to wallow in the self pity that came whenever she messed herself.

It didn’t take long for the smell of Billie’s diapers to waft around the bus. The air blowing system seamed to pick up the smell and throw it around. Billie watched as the people on the bus began to sniff. A few made some polite coughs whilst none failed to notice the smell. After another block the smell had become a stench and accusing eyes were wondering. Falling on the baby Billie watched as the young mother deftly made a big show of checking her baby’s diaper before releasing the waist band with a gentle pat on the babies behind. The eyes then fell on the those of the Tormentors suggesting that maybe the one of the demons, who were still in their little girl forms, had had an accident. Billie sat trying not to move. If she shuffled about in her seat she would clearly have given away the fact that it was her who was the source of the stench so she tried to remain absolutely still.

As those who had seen Billie’s diapers when she was marched onto the bus began looking in her direction Billie tried to use her eyes to very obviously signal to the searching scan that the smell was coming from the baby. Deep down she Billie couldn’t believe what she was doing, she was trying to shift suspicion from herself onto a poor baby. Repulsed Billie tried to block out these dark thoughts as she pretended to still be wearing clean diapers.

However with Luna around pretending she hadn’t messed herself meant almost nothing. The Jailor of Souls used her demon strength to lift Billie onto a standing position on the aisle revealing to those who had forgotten or who hadn’t seen what the young witch was wearing in its entirety. Freezing Billie where she was standing Luna moved slowly to ensure her audience got a good show. The green fleece shorts held the mess in suspension around Billie’s caked thighs but that wasn’t to be a problem as Luna pulled them down to Billie’s knees. This allowed the mess in the young witch’s diapers to sag down under its own weight and Billie had to fight back the tears. As a further insult Luna peeled back the waistband of Billie’s diapers and reacted to the smell. Ripping the shorts from Billie’s legs leaving her wearing only her sagging diapers Luna sat the young witch back onto her messy underwear and hit the stop button on the seat in front; signalling to the driver to stop at the next bustop.

As Billie was squelched into her seat she stared around the bus. All she saw was disapproving looks and grossed out faces. Even the baby seamed apauled by her behavior, not that she could blame it. Feeling like a stupid little baby Billie felt the bus lurch to a stop. Being lifted up onto the aisle Billie was then marched down the bus and out onto the street. The young witch didn’t dare lift her head to meet anybodies eyes as she moved past them but because of the harness around her she wasn’t able to speed off the bus as she wanted. Instead she was forced to shuffle off the machine at a slow pace.