The Dreamcaster: Chapter 20

Lines of smoke rose from Master’s body. She wasn’t dead, but she certainly wasn’t getting back up anytime soon. With raffish laughter, Hector bent down next to her body with a pink orb containing the ring floating just above his hand, “Shocked? The rings do look similar, but the mana in this one is far more powerful. Not that a mere mortal like you could tell the difference,” he gloated, “Specifically, the ring that mAsTeR has on her finger is called a zapper ring. I designed it myself to electrocute its wearer until their bladder is fully empty. Quite clever if I do say so myself.”

Backing herself into the wall, Jane’s heart was racing as she was stunned to silence. What should she do? What could she do? She didn’t have any abilities like Crissie or Master did. Conceiving no possible escape, her heart began to ache, making her wish she’d stayed with Sarah when she had the chance.

“Come now,” said Hector, chuckling to himself as he ran his fingers through Master’s hair, “What kind of monster do you take me for? Quite the contrary, I find you to be a very fascinating mortal and, believe it or not, I need your help.”

“My help?” said Jane, her ears perking up in confusion,” How…I-I’m not-”

“Like Master or Crissie? I’m well aware of this. Though, I fail to understand why you think I’d want or need the help of a couple of con artists like those two,” scoffed Hector, kicking Master’s unconscious body on the ground, “No, no, you have far more power than either of them combined.” Snapping his fingers, the pink orb vanished, leaving no trace of its existence. “So, relax, my dear. If I wished to harm you in any way, there’d be nothing to hold me back.”

“Unless you’re toying with me,” retorted Jane, folding her arms. A large part of her didn’t want to tempt the genie into doing something dastardly, but another, slightly bigger part couldn’t stand his condescending tone.

Hector smirked, “Well, whether or not I’m toying with you makes no difference. You have no means of fleeing from this lamp,” Approaching Jane for the first time, the genie placed an arm around her shoulder and walked her over to the couch, sitting down with her. “Allow me to fill you in. As you are aware, that silver ring I blessed you with is enchanted to cast its user’s wants and desires upon reality. Much like the other items I have stored in my lamp, it is incredibly powerful. And this is where you come in. Iris, lights, please!”

“Yes, Hector,” said Iris as all the lights in the area dimmed down to their lowest setting.

Waving his hands outward, glowing dust slowly emanated from Hector’s fingertips, forming a vast, futuristic cityscape with structures that seemed to defy the laws of physics. With a deep, hearty breath, he looked out at his creation longingly, “Isn’t it something? You see, you and I are very much alike. We both dream of a far more exciting and fulfilling reality. For you, it’s a crap ton of diapers and a life of people treating you like nothing about that is out of the ordinary. For me, it’s a kingdom to call my own. A world to innovate and cultivate, without the prying eyes of milk toast deities preaching laws of nature and entitled rich girls with Goddess complexes.”

As Jane listened to the genie monologue, her confusion and curiosity began to grow surrounding one key detail that Hector was clearly avoiding. Seeing through his eccentric presentation, she interrupted, “Look, this all sounds great and all, but I still don’t see how I fit into this. You want reality changed so badly? Why not just use the ring yourself?”

Shaking his head, Hector snickered at how brash Jane was being. Closing his fists, he absorbed the glowing dust back into his hands, with Iris jumping in to bring up the lights. “My apologies. I forget how impatient and myopic mortals can be. Sadly, as easy as it would be to bend the world to my whims with that band around my finger, this is as close as I can ever get to such a puissant object,” he said, snapping his fingers and returning the orb to his side. He was forced to recoil as his fingers drew close, with a small spark of electricity shocking him slightly for good measure before making the orb vanish once more, “If, however, someone were to gift an enchanted item to a God or deity of their choice an offering, the ring’s mystical powers would bond with that deity for all eternity.”

All of a sudden, Jane finally understood the purpose she was to serve. “So, let me get this straight, you want me to offer up this ring to you, giving you reality-warping powers.”

“Precisely,” said Hector with a generous smile, “And in exchange, I’ll make your reality whatever you desire. Think of the riches, the glory, the pleasure.” He let the last word sink in with an extra bit of erotic emphasis. Allowing the glowing dust to radiate from his hands again, it soon gathered to form the figures of Sarah and Rebecca, each of them looking at Jane with loving, Motherly expressions. “Don’t act like I can’t tell what your perverted little brain wants. It took you less than a week to turn your life into a diaper-filled wet dream.”

Pushing the dust towards Jane, a cloud of vapor enveloped her head and surrounded her vision. When the dust cleared, she was greeted by a strange sight. No longer was she sitting on a couch in Hector’s lamp. Now, she was in a wide, pastel-colored nursery that was filled with everything that a Little could ever want. Looking down at herself, no longer was she in the same diapers and outfit that she was in before. Instead, she was now wearing a soft, short-sleeved onesie with a tutu around her waist and a diaper that appeared as though it had been stuffed with several large pillows. Wiggling her hips, it certainly felt that way too, having nowhere near the strength required to lift herself up.

“I could give you a reality beyond anything you could image,” Hector’s voice echoed in Jane’s ears, disconnected from the rest of her vision, “A reality you don’t need control, for I can see inside your mind’s eye, and can grant you any want before you even knew you wanted it.”

The vision shifted, moving Jane from her stationary position in the nursery to a large baby bouncer with several vibrators shoved up her vagina. In an instant, her arousal went from zero to one hundred, feeling as though her body had been stuck in this position for several hours. Kicking her legs, she screamed out in pleasure from the overwhelming stimulation.

“Your sexual appetite could never be staved off! If it were your wish, you could remain in a world of endless arousal for all eternity,” shouted Hector, his excitement overcoming his calm restraint. He once again shifted Jane’s vision, placing her on a changing table with Sarah and Rebecca looking over her and cooing at her.

“Such a messy little cutie,” teased Rebecca, pinching Jane’s cheek before planting a kiss on her nose. She then moved down Jane’s body and began to wipe down her soaked privates and messy backside, making sure to spend extra time rubbing her clit.

Meanwhile, Sarah pushed into Jane’s view, shoving her tongue down her Little’s throat and kissing her passionately. She pulled away and looked down at her wife with a doting expression, saying “Don’t you want to spend every second being my baby girl, forever and ever? No more workdays. No more grown-up worries. And best of all, no more struggling to control everything on your own.”

Blushing with great intensity, Jane was weak to her Mommy’s seductive words. She felt her fears subside, wanting to do nothing more than make out with Sarah over and over again while Rebecca toyed with her princess parts. Still, behind it all, was a feeling of guilt that she just couldn’t shake.

Whisking away the dust once more, Jane was abruptly returned to the genie’s couch, with Hector looming over her with a cheeky grin. “Face it, you loved having reality bend to your wants but weren’t disciplined enough to control your own idle thoughts. So, please, let me take possession of the ring. I can give you a world you actually want to live in. Not some brat’s grand idea of what you want your life to be.”

Coming down from the erotic light show she was treated to, Jane’s brain was scrambling to come up with a response. She looked down at herself, slightly relieved to have her old outfit back, though, at some point in Master’s vision, she had lost control of her bladder and wet herself thoroughly. However, unlike several of her other wetting over the last few days, she didn’t feel any sort of shame at her diaper’s current state. If anything, she found her sodden status humorous, as if her body were trying to decide for her.

Glancing over at Master, she wondered if Jane could really turn her back on the very people who trusted her. As she considered her options, the thoughts her mind kept repeating over and over again were all of the shameful stunts she was forced to endure at the hands of Crissie and Master. What did she really owe them? Crissie was just some online friend she’d randomly met and Master was basically a complete stranger.

“I can already see in your mind’s eye that you’ve made your choice, mortal,” said Hector with a viciously smug smile. All his planning and plotting. Every mystical item he sent out into the world. It was all worth it for this moment. He’d never thanked Master for cleaning house on those old Gods. Now, with her out of the way, he was set to become the most powerful genie, perhaps the single most powerful being, in all the multiverse.

Nodding her head, Jane looked Hector in the eyes, breathing in deeply. “You’re right, I have made up my mind,” she said, standing up from the couch and meeting the genie at eye level, “So, how do we do this?”

TO BE CONTINUED…