All characters depicted are 18+. This story contains themes that are considered mature in nature.
As sunlight warms and flowers bloom, a creature stirs. Nesting within a colorful tree, it wakes groggily. Yawning deeply and rubbing sleep from its eyes, the tiny grey-haired being perks its short bunny-like ears. Tiny moth-like wings stretch themselves, bumping into a large pile of empty bottles. ‘Ah!’ the creature mouths in recognition.
One of Cupid’s minions, this one remembers imbibing in their bosses' elixirs….in private…without permission. The drink proved quite strong for the small being, the creature must have passed out right before…
The creature squeaks with fright! Looking around, it realizes that it is much too bright! It should be colder! Darker! That’s part of why it wanted to drink…to warm itself up for a small nap. Not to sleep away the winter! “Ohhh, this is very bad…” It groans silently.
It must be so close to Valentine’s Day…Most of its work involved providing hints of love and affection, leading up to the big day. At that point, the creature was to gather those warm, tender feelings and bring them back to Cupid.
Peering below, the creature can spot heart-shaped decorations, couples walking to and fro…”Oh no…”
It shakes its head, knowing that it would be in trouble upon reporting back to Cupid. There was no way it could gather enough love energy the day of, it takes forever to build and most of it comes in bursts as people ask others out, confess their love, or else realize how much they like the person right before the holiday. Unless…
Taking a swig of whatever is left in the bottles, the creature decides that if it can exceed their original quote of love energy then surely…No! Even better. The creature grins. The taste of the potent elixir reminds it of another option.
Released sexual tension is even more enticing, Cupid would love that. It provides a different type of energy, addictive in a sense. Sometimes the other minions delve into the stash, getting into trouble when unrealized ambition for the use of various toys becomes uninhibited…That could work though. Cupid would be furious but perhaps this energy could take the edge off. At the very least, reduce their punishment.
All it needs to do is find some hapless idiots who secretly long for one another…frenemies, enemies, or kinky-minded duos would be best….
Using their incredible vision and perception, the creature spots such a pair! A lucky day! Pulling out a toy-like bow, it pulls back the string before setting loose two pink arrows, each equipped with a suction cup, onto the unsuspecting “couple”.
“But using your bedroom would work so well!” The short, gray-haired young man gesticulates towards a petite, pink-haired woman who rolls their eyes in response.
“And where would I sleep then? We don’t even have a proper couch in the apartment.” She rolls her eyes before a smirk appears on her face. She reaches behind her friend. Although he is wearing an oversized purple hoodie, she easily reaches under it, pulling on the waistband of his baggy sweatpants. “Your bed isn’t really an option either considering I don’t want to sleep next to a bedwetter!”
She sticks a cool finger from under her loose sweater into an unseen puffy bundle of padding, which causes the young man to yelp in disagreement.
“H-hey! Not in public! And I don’t wet the bed! This padding is too thick so I don’t leak- Urgh!” Lightly slapping her hand away, Purple quickens his stride while growing red with shame. Ami giggles, although she immediately regrets embarrassing her friend. It’s not his fault he’s stuck in thick padding.
“Stupid curse! It was bad enough being stuck in that orca-suit for months and in diapers…Needing to be seen by one hundred people wasn’t so hard once the first person uploaded that video…It went viral and then thousands saw it within an hour. The orca-suit melted away but I’m still stuck wearing these…The worst part is I still can’t change them myself! I had to ask others to do it and it was soooooo embarrassing! Sometimes even they couldn’t do it, it depended on the kind of person…”
“Oh, and I’m not terrible...you can still get diaper changes…but your costume will only open briefly if you have a crush on your diaper changer. Hehehehe!” Ami remembered the witch’s cackle as Purple ran away during their horrible Halloween excursion. Purple hadn’t heard this part of the curse, as he waddled away in fright. Meaning that only Ami realized what being able to change him meant.
“For the better I guess”, she thought. Otherwise, their daily experiences would be so much harder to get through. It was an odd feeling knowing her roommate liked her…it would be so difficult getting through each change if Purple knew what she knew. It was difficult enough ignoring his reactions sometimes…
He sighed. “I’m glad you were able to escape that witch though. I guess whatever you did broke whatever curse he put on you?”
Ami turned red with embarrassment this time. “U-uh, y-yeah! Maybe me getting away from him meant I broke part of the curse….” She couldn’t bring herself to explain what had happened then. Being at the whims of a witch is terrifying, being in the clutches of one who awakened hidden desires was a whole other problem.
“If only that meant this padding was gone and I didn’t have to rely on you to…” Purple turned his face away, unable to finish that excruciatingly shameful sentence. Ami did as well, as they both understand something neither wants to say out loud.
Ami shook her head, changing her train of thought. Luka’s laugh still haunts both of them, although Ami had a very different experience being his toy.
It is true, Ami did manage to leave Luka before the year was up…although ‘escape’ is a strong word. ‘Brokered a deal’ is more accurate. She couldn’t handle yet another month of Luka’s games so she finally caved. She wasn’t sure if surviving the year would truly break the curse but…In the moment, release was just so…incredibly sweet. Even with the horrible realization of what that meant for Ami. She’d be living under a different type of curse…it was up to her to see whether early freedom was worth it.
They both walked in silence, their heads turned away so the other couldn’t see them blushing. Instead, they both focused on walking through the park. They needed fresh air, as they’d been cramped inside their apartment finding leads for their investigative podcasting series. Turns out they were able to get plenty of traction with the witch story, even if some people accused them of faking the incident to get their fetishes out in the open. Others seem to enjoy the story, thinking they were acting out some comedic series with a kinky twist. At least it paid for their tiny apartment.
Shaking her head once more, Ami spots a cute couple walking together. The women were holding hands, one of them wearing a tight pinstriped dress with black and white stockings. “Cute! And hot!” She thought, realizing what day it was. “Ooohh, Valentine’s Day! No wonder there are so many couples out…I wonder if anyone thinks we’re together…”
Ami glanced over at Purple who wasn’t paying attention. “He’d look so cute in a short skirt and some leather straps…wish he’d wear something cuter than those baggy sweats. It’d be so much easier to change him too.” She smirks.
Purple doesn’t notice Ami looking him up and down, but instead peers at a different couple. One of them is wearing a frilly pastel outfit, their heeled booties bobbing up and down. “Ami would look adorable in that! She always dresses so…androgynous. Don’t know why she avoids dressing girly, it would suit her…”
Both of them pine quietly as they continue walking, occasionally bumping hips. Their slow gait makes them the perfect target for the arrows, which plop onto each of their backs.
“Huh?!”
“What the heck!?”
The pair looked behind them, only to see no one standing there. Then Purple spots something on Ami’s back. “Hey! There’s like, a toy arrow stuck to you!”
Bewildered, Ami reached behind her and felt the object. Indeed, it seemed to be a plastic arrow with a small suction cup stuck to her. She tries pulling it off, to no avail. “Stupid thing…it’s stuck on me tight! That doesn’t make sense though…maybe there’s glue on it? Hey, there’s one on you too!”
“Huh?” Purple reaches behind himself and feels a similar object protruding from his hoodie. “Ugh, some kids must’ve done this…”
Each of them attempts to remove the plastic objects with no success, before moving onto pulling them from each other. After a minute of having Ami push her feet on his back while pulling, Purple admits defeat.
“This is so stupid, I’m just going to take my hoodie off- Huh- What the heck?!” As Purple pulls on his hoodie, he feels the material melt away. Almost as though it were alive, the fabric begins weaving its way around his body, becoming tighter. Gasping in fright, he realizes the fibers are becoming darker and shiner.
Looking up, he is about to ask Ami for help before realizing something similar is happening to her. Her eyes grow wide as her loose shirt and pants expand, puffing out into frills. Her muted clothing turns bright pink and pastel blue.
Purple turns his attention back to his own clothing, feeling a wave of chills as he realizes his baggy sweatpants have condensed themselves into…black and white striped stockings?!? His hoodie’s hem lengthens into a slick, black and white skirt. The pattern instills a sense of fear in him as it reminds him of the horrible orca-suit, but instead it continues to morph into a skater-style dress with frill trim and thin leather straps. The latter felt almost like a harness, although his new silky sleeves and collar immediately attracted his attention. Then the wind stirred, he could feel his skirt lift…which meant his diaper was certainly at risk of being seen!
While Purple tried pushing down his skimpy skirt, Ami admired her own new outfit. A mixture of pinks, blues, and whites, the frilly ensemble was somewhere between a mix of J-fashion and a pageboy?! Light pink bloomers peeked out from under a dark pink skirt, which gave way to a blue corset. A frilly blue heart sat on her chest, while giant white sleeves kept her arms covered. Looking down, she also noted a pair of shiny blue shoes. The whole thing was…cute? It certainly wasn’t something she’d normally wear but…
Looking up, she gasped and then held back laughter as she noticed Purple’s much more…risque ensemble. “Oh my god, you look so cute!”
“What do you mean cute?!? I look like a goth raver wannabe! At least you look- adorable! Your diapers aren’t on display!”
Ami reached down and placed a hand on Purple’s padding. “Hey, this just makes it much easier for me to change you cutie.” She winks as she grins at Purple.
“Wha-whaaaaa-” Purple stutters in response to Ami’s advance. She never acted this way and Purple wasn’t sure how to respond.
Ami held her look for a few seconds before her eyes grew wide with shock. She pulled her hand back. “Uh-uh-uhhhhhh- I-I’m not sure why I said that uhhhh-” Her face grew bright red with embarrassment. “I-I- I just thought about how cute you look and then I just felt this strong urge to- Ummm- Forget I said that!”
Ami turned on the spot and clip-clopped away in her bright heels. Purple, bewildered and stunned, shook his head and waddled after her. “H-hey! You can’t just walk away after saying that!” He reached for her hand.
Ami felt his pull and turned. “Hey! Let go!” She tried to wrench free of his grasp.
Purple was taken aback. When he reached for her, he felt a shock to his fingers. “Umm, Ami…I can’t!” His eyes showed surprise as he attempted to let go. “It-it’s like the arrows! I’m stuck!”
“Noooo! Why is this happening?!” Panicking, she looked around and noticed people staring. “Nevermind, let’s go somewhere more private!” She pulled her bewildered friend to a more secluded area.
After walking for a bit, and enduring several stares and giggles, the two found a quiet area in the park. “Ugh, ok, why are you dressed like a minxy little- I mean! Why are you…dressed like that?!”
Purple grew pink in the face. “I don’t know! Why do you look like- I don’t know…such a…cutie?!?”
Ami is taken aback. “I- Uhhh- W-wait…Do you like this outfit?” Ami giggles as she stands and does a small spin with Purple holding her hand.
“K-kinda. Yeah…”
Ami giggles. “Well…I kinda like your outfit too…”
“You do?”
“Yeah!” Ami giggles before her face morphs into the seductive grin from before. “It looks so cute on your body, really highlights those tight little muscles you have. Even your face has been made up. I just wanna kiss those sweet lips of yours…”
Ami leans in closer as Purple is frozen. “Uh-uhhhh-” He stutters as she lifts his shiny skirt.
“Having access like this makes me think about how much I’ve enjoyed changing you…It’s been so fun pretending to be your mommy. Getting a chance to squeeze your butt every time I have you lift your legs-” Her eyes grow wide once again. “Uhhhh- I mean- I didn’t mean to say that out loud! Or at all! What the heck?!” She covers her mouth with her free hand before leaning back. She doesn’t understand what’s come over her.
“It-it’s ok!” This time Purple feels a surge of impulsiveness. “I really enjoy being pampered by you and like the idea of you being my mommy! I’ve always had a crush on you and secretly like being your dress-up doll. Whenever you hug me I get this warm feeling inside-”
Purple gasps as it's his turn to cover his mouth. “I didn’t mean to say that either!!!”
Ami tilts her head. “W-wait. You like it when I change you? Hold on! Is that why you spring up sometimes?! I thought you said it was random!”
“Ubuh- T-that’s not important! You said you like changing me!”
“Y-yeah! Well…this-this is-” Lost for words, Ami covers her face.
“H-hey! Your hand is free!”
“O-oh! You’re right! M-maybe because…we admitted something…”
The two sat in silence as they contemplated what had just occurred. Their clothing wasn’t changing…but their relationship certainly had.
“Well…maybe if you like…this…sharing a bed wouldn’t be so bad?” Ami smirks as she makes her suggestion.
“Y-yeah…that wouldn’t be so bad…I wouldn’t mind…” Purple rubs his arm while trying to hide a smile.
“Well…why don’t we make the most of these ridiculous outfits and go enjoy the day…maybe we can share a milkshake?”
Purple blushes as he nods and Ami grabs his hand. The two walk away, holding hands but this time of their own free will.
The winged minion smirks as it holds up a bottle of brightly colored liquid. It’d clearly chosen the right marks as they quickly filled up its quota. Quietly giggling to itself, it considered trying out its new elixir. After all, the arrows were still stuck to their targets and it seemed like the pair would clearly generate more of this energy throughout the day as their inhibitions were released. It grinned as it realized what the night may bring as a whole new world was opened up to the pair!