[ABDL, Doll TF, Diapercritter]

Once thought gone from the world thanks to the combined efforts of their many enemies, the Shaddoll had made a return. A silent one, spearheaded by one of the villains of the past. Gishki Ariel, who had once merged with one of the sea creatures that allowed her to take the form of Evigishki Mind Augus, had managed to drift back to the world of the living in the form of the tainted doll known as El-Shaddoll Apkallone. And it had barely been a few days since she returned before she went right back to her old self.

That is to say, a girl obsessed with her family. She did everything for her family back then, and she did everything for her family even now. Especially since she now served as the Matriarch of her brand new family. A position she arguably wasn’t qualified for, but the only ones that could speak up about it were the ones that she had converted.

While she had amassed quite the cute little family of fellow dolls, ones that were now padded to ensure their safety as she made sure to puppeteer them into her loving arms… She still had so much left to do. And thus, with the ‘eldest’ Shaddoll Baby Winda promising to keep an eye on her new siblings, the oversized doll monstrosity set off towards the distance. To try and find the next part of her family.

Traversing the new world was more difficult than she had expected. Mostly because she was used to the world before the fight against Sophia caused a lot of it to be reborn. The fight against Tierra, which she had missed due to being dead at the time, left the landscape even more confusing.

The territories, and the tribes that controlled them, had expanded dramatically. Thanks to many of the victims of the previous wars being revived after the final battle against Tierra, she swore she could even see her old home in the distance. Not that she’d visit her family at this point, they wouldn’t approve of her like this. Not when she wasn’t ready to show them what love she had in store for them.

While she turned away from the home of the Gishki tribe, something was starting to pull at her soul. That warm thing that was devoted to nothing but her dear new family’s well being was being tugged towards a place she had never seen before. And yet at the same time, it felt so homely.

Apkallone kept low to the ground, making sure that her other half wasn’t visible as she traversed the land, all while looking around to try and understand why she was feeling this way. She didn’t recognize this place, and yet she felt even more at home than when she was with her old family, back with the Gishki Tribe…

“Mmmm..? A visitor, at this hour..?”

A familiar voice echoed around the half-humanoid doll, prompting her to look straight ahead as she parked her lower half inside a bush. She wasn’t about to reveal herself just yet. Not when she wasn’t in her element. Once they were back in the shadows, she would claim…

Apkallone blinked a few times as she looked at the woman in front of her. Why did she look so hauntingly familiar, and yet so foreign at the same time? She wore clothes not unlike her own, but her body was strikingly older than hers. As far as she knew, she died during the second war. Why would there be another version of her?

“Please. No need to be shy. We’re all at peace, after everything that’s happened.” The woman, a priestess wielding a staff with the familiar Gishki Aquamirror on the tip, smiled as she stepped closer. “I am Ariel. Priestess of the Nekroz. I’ve only just come back to join the younger children from my family, but I hope that I can bring them protection after everything I have done. I’m sure that…”

As Ariel introduced herself, thinking that the woman standing in the bush was just another inhabitant of the new world. One that she had not yet met due to how she had only just revived… And yet, she picked up on the unnatural and almost evil air around the woman. She… Ah. So that’s how it was.

That was how it was. Apkallone felt a wave of relief washing through her. The sense of familiarity inside her when she looked at the woman in front of her… It was because that was a version of herself that hadn’t transformed into Mind Augus. Somehow, the two reincarnated into the world without knowing of one another, and yet they were one and the same at the core. Which meant that what came next was all too easy for her.

“What a pleasure to meet you, Ariel. I never would’ve imagined to meet an older version of myself. But that’s all the more reason to make you mine…” There was no reason to hide her intent when the latter knew her all too well.

Ariel didn’t react as a set of wires shot out from several shadowed holes, wrapping around her body. Only once she had been trapped did she start squirming, trembling as the strings dug into her skin. “Is this what I would’ve been like, should I have agreed to that ritual..?”

“You would’ve been like this regardless of the ritual or not, Ariel.” Apkallone chimed, as she used this moment to sink them both into the deepest darkness. It wasn’t quite the same darkness she used to house her and the rest of her new family, but would certainly help her deal with this other version of herself.

Ariel tilted her head slightly. What exactly was this big fishy version of herself implying..? She would act this way, if she ended up a doll as well? Was that it? She had a hard time believing that, but she still tried to struggle. At least until she figured out her plan.

The oversized human-fish-doll hybrid smiled as a set of blue strings shot out from the tips of her fingers, replacing the strings that had already wrapped around Ariel. These ones immediately went to work, covering up the arms of the Priestess, tightening harder and harder until..!

Ariel winced for a moment, before she looked to her arm once more. It had turned into a doll arm. It worked just like it did before, the only difference was the look and presumably what it was made of. “Turning yourself into a Doll seems like an awful idea, why would you want to immortalize yourself?” She teased, ever slightly, to try and coax something out of the one that kept her bound.

“A doll? No, my sweet other self. I want to add you to my family. Only the Shaddoll can live forever within my arms. They’ll be adorable. They’ll be perfect. And most importantly, they’ll never leave me. I’ll leave them either, of course. As their Mama, I have to be with them as much as possible.” Apkallone spilled the beans, as she tightened her strings to turn another one of her other self’s arms into that of a doll’s. “Even you, who had avoided my fate… You will be right by my side. I’m sure you’ll adore me like all the others.”

Ariel hid a little smile. All while trying to struggle against those binds. Trying to put up a good fight, trying to free herself from her other self’s tyranny. But most importantly, to lure her into continuing…

Apkallone giggled as she watched Ariel struggle. She expected a bit more from her, but the way she trembled as she couldn’t break even a single string was adorable. Oh well. It meant she would be so much stronger as one of her most adorable dolls. A fate that was rapidly approaching, as those legs of hers were being replaced with their doll equivalents in a matter of seconds.

Once the strings wrapped around her torso, Ariel gave up. She just let out a bit of a moan as she felt her body turning into that of a doll, her hair straightening out as the transformation spread from her body onto her head. She even grew limp as she was held by those strings, unable to move without somebody directing her…

Apkallone started clapping once her other self grew limp. She was adorable like this. She looked almost identical to her, the only difference being the lack of a fishy lower half. No matter, she was still the same woman at heart. But that wouldn’t stop her from going through the same experience as every other doll she had adopted.

The strings from her fingers extended once more and wrapped around the limp girl’s waist, until they started glowing and thickening up. By the time they stopped glowing, they had grown so thick that they almost wrapped around her knees… And once they unfurled, there was a delightful surprise underneath.

A brand new diaper. Not unlike the ones she had given her other children. This one was special, however, because she had gone through the trouble of imprinting the Gishki Aquamirror on both the front and the back of the diaper. A cute little mark that would no doubt compliment the former Gishki as she waddled around with that adorable padding on display.

“You’re adorable, my sweet other self.” Apkallone chimed as she came ever closer to the newly created doll. She wanted to touch that soft padding. Make the girl wake up and have her fall in love with her diaper. Not unlike many of her children had, after she gave them a couple of hours on the back of her incredibly bouncy fishy half.

“Adorable? If anybody’s adorable, it’d have to be you.”

Ariel giggled as she suddenly started moving, the second the strings that held her up were taken away. She was only playing at being inanimate. She still had plenty of power left in her body, especially after she took advantage of the fact that this new doll body didn’t exactly need energy to move. Just a will and a way forward. And she had more than enough will to spare.

Apkallone felt her body trembling as she looked at the padded doll moving on her own. “A-Adorable?” That was what she was hung up on. That was what was making her blush. And in that moment, she left herself far too vulnerable.

The Priestess let her hand slide across her diaper, the crinkles resounding as the image of the Aquamirror started glowing. And while she had her hand on her diaper, she let her other hand graze against the Shaddoll’s fishy half.

The matriarchal doll let out a yelp as she felt a sudden shift between her legs. And upon looking down and pushing her thighs together, she was surprised to find that her other half was no longer made out of the same materials as she was. No, it had taken a much plushier form.

Apkallone was now half doll, half Diapercritter. Her fishy half had been turned into one massive living diaper, taking the shape of that fish she had been fused with. That, and it seemed to be a lot more pleasant instead of dangerous. Its teeth were all nice and rounded, and it smiled instead of baring them towards anybody…

“What did you do?” Was all that she could ask, before she was pushed down onto the darkness below. A moment later, and all she could see was Ariel mounting her, the thick diaper grinding up against the enormous Diapercritter.

Ariel just smiled after having turned the tables. “The old ritual. I just used my diaper and your other half as the materials. What a cute little Diapercritter he’s become.” She giggled, as she started thrusting her hips forward into that nice diaper. “Now, we have plenty talk about, don’t we? Regarding ourselves… And the Family we need to raise.”

Apkallone’s worry and fear turned into bliss as she returned the thrusting favor. Indeed, Ariel was right. The two had so much to talk about… if they were going to raise their family together. Side by side, as wives, not as Mother and Daughter.

And when they were done, the two could indulge, as the quiet sounds of gas left their respective rears...