All characters depicted are 18+. This story contains several kink-related themes.
Long ago, in the town of Bourg-Maudit, the citizens made a pact with witches...
The town and citizens would experience prosperity, as long as they follow rules and fulfill demands of the reigning witch. This pact continued for centuries, with the witches making their demands from the shadows, never asking for too much else they risk unwanted attention.
That is, until the witch Luka came along. Luka was not an ordinary witch. An orphan boy taken in by the old coven, their uniform was adapted for him and he followed their ways. He was extraordinary by all means, constantly striving for more power. But during his rite of passage, he was tricked by a demon when he asked for eternal youth...realizing afterwards that it came with certain caveats, much to his embarrassment.
Now known as Luka the diapered witch, he continues to fulfill the pact with the townsfolk in bringing prosperity to the town...albeit in his own kinky way. The inhabitants must now make a choice in October of each year...whether they'd like a...Trick or Treat?
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“A diapered witch? That’s what we’re investigating for our Halloween episode?!” The pink-haired driver rolled their eyes as the tiny car barely managed to roll along. They looked over at the gray-haired young man, who was giving them an annoyed look as he spoke into a recorder.
“Yes, I know it’s ridiculous! But, think of how many people do spooky episodes for Halloween. There will be so many witches, monsters, blah blah blah. We’ll be the only investigative podcast doing a diapered witch! And a boy witch too, thought that might interest you…y’know, having some similarities…” The man snickered as he glanced down at the driver’s bottoms, a pair of trousers which matched their ringleader costume.
The driver blushed, grabbing some scattered napkins and tossing them over at the man’s face. “Hey! Some of those are dirty, I still have to return this zookeeper’s outfit later! Same for you and that ringleader costume, Ami.”
“Yeah, yeah, Purple…alright so we head to this town…Bourg-Maudit…talk to the locals, get some good spooky vibes, and then…check out the scene? It’s Halloween night, so I was hoping to get some fun in tonight!” Ami glanced over at Purple, raising her eyebrows repeatedly in jest. Purple blushed, looking back down at his notes.
“Y-yeah, well maybe…but first the podcast! This will be so much fun! Although it was hard to get any information on this town…it’s in the middle of nowhere and there’s hardly anything online about it…”
The two remained silent as they rounded a corner in the shaky vehicle, a cheap rental they could barely afford on their budget. They were greeted with an astounding view of a large lake, surrounded by massive, ancient trees and greenery. Off in the distance, an old castle poked out of an island in the middle of said lake.
“Oooh, maybe that’s where your diapered witch lives! Aww, is this just an excuse to get me to think about diapers? Are you just trying to tell me something Purple, do you want Mommy to pad you up away from everyone?” Ami grinned as they reached over and patted Purple’s shorts. The man blushed even harder, hiding his face behind his hands.
“Stopppp, noooo! I’m serious about this story! It could be really fun to investigate…but maybe if we can’t find anything to do tonight…” He glanced over at Ami before using his zookeeper’s hat to obscure his increasingly red face. Ami continued to grin.
After several minutes of driving around the lake, the pair spotted signs of a town. Passing an old stone sign with the words Bourg-Maudit painted on it in gold letters, they followed signs to a town square. Everything about the town screamed a tourist trap, with vintage shops selling everything from traditional chocolates to tailored dresses. One thing that stood out though….
“Wow! They are super into Halloween here. Look at all the costumes, it’s still so early in the day too!” Purple cried out as they passed several townsfolk, truly decked out in extravagant, well-made costumes. The decorations were also exuberant, not in a flashy sense either. Jack-o-lanterns lined the streets, each one impeccably carved. Paper lanterns and ghosts hung from the trees, their strings seemingly invisible. Scarecrows, dolls, banners…the town seemed to be made for Halloween!
Looking for a place to park, the two passed by several more storefronts. “Ooohh, look Ami! A custom Halloween costume shop is still open! And look at those outfits. Doesn’t that ballerina look absolutely adorable? I don’t know why you chose that boring ringleader outfit, you know you’d be absolutely darling in a fluffy tutu hehe.”
It was Ami’s turn to blush, as they glanced at said costume but quickly re-focused on the street before…
*POP*
“Oh no! Here, found a spot and ughhhh….” Ami pulled over and got out of the rickety car. Glancing over the tires, they noticed one of them had indeed popped. “Welp, no helping that. Looks like we’re spending the night…”
The two stood next to each other, a zookeeper and ringleader, and beheld the beauty of this quaint town. It was sure to be a peaceful holiday for them.