The Sissy Godmother, Pt. 2

“I think his brain broke.” 

Staring down at their babbling tutor with their mouths agape, neither Lane nor Ruby had any idea why Josh was on the floor and sucking on his thumb while dressed up as an adorable sissy baby. “M-Maybe it's like a…pre-exam ritual?” suggested Ruby, attempting to find any reasonable explanation for why Josh was now wearing a thick diaper and a fuzzy onesie, “Or it could be a test for us? To see if we study on our own or something?” 

Shaking his head, Lane was far less willing to seek out the logic when it came to the infantile state of their straight-A scholar. “Test or no test, I think we should take him to the hospital, in case this is like a mental breakdown…or worse,” he said, secretly hoping for a yes so they could drop Josh off at the ER with enough time for him to catch his college’s last football game of the season. 

“Oh, calm down. I don’t think it’s that serious,” said Ruby, kneeling down next to Josh and cautiously reaching out to pet his hair. As soon as her hand made contact with Josh’s head, he stopped nursing on his thumb and looked at his crush with innocent, doughy eyes that melted her heart before she could blink, “Oh my Goddess, you are such a cutie!” 

Throwing his hands in the air dramatically, Lane was at a loss as to what had come over Ruby. “Not that serious? Ruby, this is not normal behavior…even for Josh,” he scoffed, glancing down at the pathetic display that Josh was putting on before averting his gaze entirely. This caused his eyes to land on Josh’s backpack, where all his diligently taken notes were housed, “O-On second thought, you may be right. Maybe he does this crap to…relax.” 

Even Lane didn’t buy the words coming out of his mouth, not that Ruby was paying much attention to him anyway. Regardless, if Josh wanted to act like a baby, there was nothing to stop him from digging through Josh’s notes. And while the last game of the season may have been calling his name, the idea of surprising everyone with a perfect exam run was too juicy to pass up. He quickly snatched Josh’s bag off the floor and set it down on the table before filtering through the material for the notes on their shared classes. 

“That’s exactly what I’m saying. If this is Josh’s way of unwinding, who are we to judge?” said Ruby, paying minor lip service to Lane’s comment before centering her attention back on Josh, “Now then, what do you say we get you into something nice and clean, cutie-kins!” 

Whipping his head up with a look of pure shock, Lane watched in disbelief as Ruby pulled what appeared to be a fresh diaper and a bottle of baby powder out of her backpack before instructing Josh to lie down on the study room’s lone couch. “Y-You can’t be serious. And why do you have that?!” he shouted, receiving a hardy shush from Ruby in response. 

“Quiet down, Lane. You’ll upset the baby,” said Ruby, offering no explanation for the infantile items she had tucked away with her notes and textbooks, “Just start studying. I’ll join you when I’m finished.” 

Lane was at a complete loss for what had come over his lifelong friend. That didn’t stop him from feeling slightly jealous of the amount of attention Josh was receiving, especially once she untaped his soggy diaper; something he couldn’t bear to watch. To his surprise, he had never wanted to study more. After what he had seen, he actually craved the mind-numbing task of studying for his math final. 

As the morning turned to afternoon, Lane was quick to copy all of Josh’s notes in case he decided to break away from his babyish behavior at any point in the day. Once he had his own set of notes, he proceeded to spend the rest of the day reviewing the material lackadaisically, constantly finding himself distracted by notifications on his cell phone. The sheer boredom of forcing himself to study was enough to knock him out by the time the sun was beginning to set. 

Meanwhile, Ruby was more than happy to spend her Saturday cooing over baby Josh. She didn’t know why but there was an intense feeling deep down inside of her that compelled her to care for Josh. After all, a baby such as Josh was far too small to take care of himself. That being said, she knew she couldn’t waste her whole day, splitting off from Josh to study during his long, early evening nap. With both her boys snoring away next to her, it was only a matter of time before she too was drifting off to dreamland. 

BUZZ BUZZ! 

Waking with a start, Lane instantly reached for his droning cell phone. He rubbed his eyes as he thumbed through his friends’ messages, all of whom were happy to share pictures of the fun they were having at the game and later at the bars downtown. “Fugging dicks,” he muttered to himself, feeling extremely envious that his pals were far less concerned with their grades. He began to question why he was caring so much before turning to see Ruby asleep, reminding him of why he was putting himself through all this trouble. 

Keeping an eye on Ruby to make sure she didn’t stir, Lane stealthily grabbed his vape pen from his backpack and snuck out of the room to get a quick hit in. As he soaked in the brisk evening air, he began to daydream about asking Ruby out on a date after finals were over and done with. They had been practically attached at the hip since preschool, and with how often everyone liked to joke about them being a couple, it only made sense for this to be the next logical step in their relationship. Tucking his vape pen back into his sweatpants pocket, he reentered the campus library and sauntered back to the study room. 

DONG! DONG! DONG! 

Right as Lane was re-entering the classroom, the clock tower sounded off that a new day was about to begin. He rubbed the back of his neck and groaned, pissed at himself that he’d managed to sleep so late. Slumping down into his chair, he cracked open his copied notes, promising to himself that he was going to look over the info he needed for his Monday tests before allowing himself to get some more shut-eye. At least, that was the plan. 

Much like the previous night, the window to the study room swung open just enough to allow the Fairy Godmother’s sparkling essence to waft into the space. As she began to take on her physical form in the center of a glittery vortex yet again, Lane was forced to evacuate his seat, crouching down and taking shelter behind the room’s lone table. 

“Oh, deary me. What a terrible predicament,” said the Fairy Godmother, straightening out her dress as the vortex that once surrounded her dissipated. Looking down at Ruby and Josh slumbering away, she placed a gentle hand on Josh’s head and sighed dejectedly, “Apologies, my child. It’s uncharacteristic of me to make a mistake like this. Sadly, there’s nothing that can be done about it now.” 

Watching from under the table as the Godmother hovered near Josh, Lane decided that this would be the best moment for him to make his daring escape. He leaped up from his prone position and dashed for the study room door without so much as a second glance back at Ruby. 

Unfortunately, Lane’s movement quickly caught the Godmother’s eye, who was happy to use her magic to stop the college-aged boy dead in his tracks. “Oh, there you are, my child,” she said, flicking her wand in Lane’s direction and forcing him to approach her against his will, “My dear, have you any idea the trouble you have caused? My superiors were furious with me when they found out I transformed the wrong person. Have no fear, though, your Fairy Godmother is here to remedy her mistake.” 

Feeling a tad devious and a lot annoyed over having to return to the same room two nights in a row, the Fairy Godmother decided she was going to have some fun helping turn Lane’s supposed dream into reality. “Be a dear and strip to your birthday suit, my child,” she said, snickering as she used her wand to guide Lane’s body, compelling him to remove all of his adult male clothing until he was as naked as the day he was born. 

All the while, Lane was shell-shocked, unable to believe what he was seeing or doing. Magic wasn’t supposed to be real and yet, here he was, being controlled like a puppet on strings. “W-Why are you doing this to me?!” he asked frantically, hoping his obvious distress would make the Godmother stop. 

Tragically, Lane’s meek and cowardly behavior only fed into the Godmother’s sadistic side. “My child, I’m not doing anything. You’re the one putting on a diaper with your own hands,” she said, pointing her wand at Lane’s discarded clothes and instantly transforming them into something far more fitting of a sissy baby girl with his shirt turned into a paisley nightie with lace accents, his sweatpants balling themselves up and shifting into the shape of a stuffed teddy bear, and last but not least, his poor boxers puffing up and changing into a fluffy, white diaper. 

As he stared at his own ominously transformed attire, the gears started to turn in Lane’s mind. The baby outfit, the constant babbling, the diaper usage! Josh wasn’t dressed up for some kind of pre-exam ritual. He had been turned into a sissy baby against his will. And now, the same thing was about to happen to him. 

“Hop to it, my child! We haven’t got all night,” the Fairy Godmother said, waving her wand over the freshly-minted clothing and instructing Lane’s body to work. 

Against his will, Lane reached down and began unfolding the diaper that his underwear had turned into. With the diaper neatly flattened out, he settled himself into the center of the padding, blushing furiously all the while. 

“Oops! I almost forgot,” said the Godmother, bopping herself on the forehead for emphasis. Snapping her fingers, she ushered fresh bottles of baby powder and baby lotion into reality. The bottles floated around Lane’s body before homing in on his exposed privates and effortlessly lathering up his loins. From his perspective, it felt as if two sets of ghost hands had been sicced on his lower half. 

Once the Godmother was satisfied with the amount of lotion and powder coating Lane’s diaper area, she snapped the bottles out of existence before pushing Lane to continue diapering himself. “I bet that feels a lot safer and cozier, doesn’t it, my child,” she said, giggling as Lane lifted the diaper front over his steadily growing stiffy. 

Much to Lane’s dismay, the plushy diaper, and bizarrely erotic situation had resulted in an unintended hard-on. As much as he didn’t want to enjoy what was happening to him, he couldn’t help but feel a lot more relaxed now that the diaper was in place. Looking ahead at the dress, he wondered if continuing to put on his new sissy wardrobe would make him feel even better, unaware that his mind was already succumbing to the Godmother’s sissifying powers. 

Pulling the nightie on over his head, Lane was swooning as the slippery fabric drizzled down his sensitive skin, further fueling his apparent arousal. As the sleepwear settled into place on his shoulders, he unconsciously began to giggle like crazy as his hands rubbed against the fabric that stretched across his belly.  

“See? I knew you’d feel much better this way,” said the Godmother, cupping her hands together as observed Lane grabbing the stuffed teddy and nuzzling it close to his chest as if it were his best friend in the world. Unlike with Josh the night before, she detected no lingering thoughts of resistance in Lane’s mind, allowing him to forgo the same brain drain process that Josh had been put through. However, not wanting Josh to gain more favoritism, she made sure to imbue Lane with the same spell she had used on Josh, making him irresistible to anyone with a caregiver’s heart. 

“That should do it. Now, I can finally put this case to bed. Farewell, my children. You may both see me again in your dreams whenever you like,” said the Godmother, petting both Josh and Lane on the head as she made her way to the window, “Oh, how I love my job.” Waving her wand with a graceful flourish, she vanished into a wind tunnel of sparkles before drifting back out into the starry night sky, believing to have firmly closed the book on yet another fantastical fairytale. 

TO BE CONTINUED…