The Diaper Witch
(Custom video with an unnamed POV.) "This story is about you being a some sort of evil witch. You play a witch who crashes a party, Halloween party of all women at a sorority. You use your magic to cast a horrible spell to transform all the girls into diapers instead and forever, with their minds still intact. This is where the video starts. You with a stack of diapers. And the last of the party goer. The only man. You tease and humiliate me, telling me how the diapers need and want to be worn. That the diapers are begging to be peed in and pooed in. To be made into good dirty diapers. You hold up one, my crush/girlfriend Cindy. You remark how hot and sexy she is now as a diaper. You're touching all over the diaper, dragging your nails on the plastic, smiling, and playing with the padding, especially pulling on the elastic leg guards “They need to be worn, you know. They’re begging for it. They want to be peed in… pooed in… turned into good, dirty little diapers.” Her voice drops into a mock-sweet tone. “Isn’t that right, girls?” you pull one diaper free from the top of the stack and holds it up by the waistband so it dangles in front of your face. The padding is thick, the plastic shiny under the party lights. “This one used to be Cindy. Your little crush. Your girlfriend.” Kylee’s nails drag slowly across the plastic front, making a soft scritch sound. She smiles wider. “God, she’s so much hotter like this. Soft… thick… so absorbent.” She squeezes the padding hard between her fingers, then hooks two fingers under one of the elastic leg gathers and tugs it, letting it snap back with a quiet thwip. “She’s-it’s so soft and absorbent now. It can’t wait for you to make it dirty. Such a nasty diaper slut we have here.” She laughs, low and mean. A lot of teasing and mocking of me and the diaper itself, and how all its friends are diapers too, forever. And how its so hot to do this as a witch, that all pretty young women are better off and hotter as diapers."