"You?" Sierra couldn't quite help but scoff as she looked at the girl. Part of her was a little insulted... This kid, Anna, was maybe 13, if that! She almost felt bad at even the thought of getting into a wizard duel with her. On the other hand, of course, her first duel had gone quite badly, and that had been with somebody older than this girl. If Sierra wasn't ready for Olivia... Well, maybe this was a way to change that.
Then again, if she lost, it would be even more humiliating. Things were already bad enough - Olivia had decided that the loss itself wasn't bad enough, and continued to torment her, including enchanting Miss Hoppikins to grow back to her larger size every night and put Sierra to bed quite early, complete with a big, thick diaper under her pajamas. Getting beaten by some kid was only going to make her look even more pathetic.
Which, she supposed, was why she wasn't about to let herself lose this time. She looked down at Anna, her confidence being boosted a bit by the fact that, for once, she could actually do that - usually she was the one who had to look up at everyone else. "Well, if you're sure you want this," she shrugged. "I just want you to know, though, I'm not going to take it easy on you, pipsqueak. Do you really think you're ready for a wizard duel?"
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'Pipsqueak? Who is she calling pipsqueak?' Anna felt a small from form on her face as she glared up at the older girl. 'She's not that much bigger than me. Maybe if I wore heels... no, focus. You planned this, focus.' It had all seemed so simple in her head. She had heard about this girl, rumors made it sound like she practicality begged to be diapered. All Anna had to do was make it happen. Sure it wouldn't score her a lot of points with her brother, but it was at least a start. Of course losing would be extra humiliating if it happened, but she quickly pushed any thoughts of that possibility out of her head.
"Oh course I'm ready," she stated trying to put on a confident air. "Let's just get this started." Anna turned on her heel and started the short walk to the unused classroom she had gotten her brother to prep for her. She probably could have thrown together the over-sized nursery herself, but it would have taken her longer and probably left her tired. "Unless the baby is scared," she threw over her should just for good measure.
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Sierra scoffed slightly, noticing Anna trying just a little too hard to seem sure of herself. Maybe this would be even easier than she thought - perhaps it would barely even be worth the trouble. But now, obviously, she was committed to it, and backing out would just make her look like a coward. As if reading her mind, Anna took that moment to call her a baby. Sierra knew it was silly to fall prey to that bait, since she'd called Anna 'pipsqueak' mostly to get her riled up, but hearing that from a girl that size and age still rubbed her the wrong way.
"Well, you're the baby," she shot back, knowing it sounded a little stupid, but briefly too flustered to come up with anything better. She really needed to work on this, she thought with a frown. "So you're the one who should be... scared..." She paused as she walked into the room Anna had led her into, suddenly finding herself in a giant nursery. She only had to look out the door at the hall on the other side to see that it truly was the room's furnishings that were so large, and not that she and her opponent had shrunk.
It brought back faint memories of her first duel, which she quickly pushed away, reminding herself this was going to go differently. Worried that Anna had noticed the pause, she tried to create an overly cocky attitude herself as she declared, "All right, let's do this," waving her wand and causing the classroom's door to slam shut, sealing them inside. "Nobody is getting out until one of us - you, in this case - is in a diaper."
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Anna took a dozen steps into the room then turned sharply on her heel. With a large exaggerated motion she removed her cloak and tossed it aside. She hoped the extra flourish masked her actual intention, checking to make sure the extra wand she 'borrowed' from one of her roommates was still hidden at the back of her waist. She could only hope the the small length of wood went unnoticed until she needed it. As the door shut she slipped a hand into each of her skirt pockets, the right hand pulling out her actual wand while the left checked on the small collection of paper clips she kept for easy transfiguring. Sure conjuring was more convenient, but it wasn't exactly her forte.
The young witch gave her opponent a small smirk upon hearing her attempt at bravado. "I wouldn't have it any other way. May the best, and most mature, witch win." Deciding not to stand on ceremony, and mostly being an impulsive sneak, the small girl sprang into action. Her voice filled the room as she fired off a pair clothes lengthening spells to start with, both intended to rapidly alter their targets. She aimed the first one towards the taller girls torso, the second at her upper legs, hoping at least one would hit.
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Sierra was taken by surprise by Anna's sudden start, too startled to block them or get out of the way. She cursed herself for her carelessness, praying she hadn't just done something to lose herself the match already. The only thing that would be worse than losing to this kid would be to lose in the first five seconds without even defending herself. Desperately, she spouted off the first spell that came to mind, the Aguamenti charm, sending a stream of water spraying from her wand, hopefully enough to distract Anna for a moment.
That would have worked better, of course, had her sleeves, and in fact her whole shirt, hadn't grown much bigger, practically drowning her now, and falling over the tip of her wand. She hadn't realized that until she lifted her wand at the last moment to aim the spell, not giving herself time to stop it, so she wound up soaking her own shirt instead. This duel was not getting off to a good start, and she was starting to worry she wasn't going to be able to recover.
Cursing to herself, she quickly pushed her sleeve down and aimed another frantic spell at the mobile hanging over the nursery's giant crib, animating the stuffed birds and causing them to work together to detach the whole contraption from the hook in the ceiling and start to attack Anna, keeping them attached so they could hopefully tangle the girl up and make her waste time freeing herself.
Unfortunately, it turned out Sierra was even more tangled up herself than she'd realized, as she tried to duck away, to keep Anna from hitting her with a lucky shot as she dealt with the living mobile. It wasn't only her shirt that had grown, as it turned out, and she tripped over her own skirt and falling into a mass of her own clothes. She felt like a little kid, trying on her mother's clothes. It was a very good opening move, she had to admit, one that made things much more difficult for her, and what was worse, she wasn't sure off the top of her head how to reverse it.
Which meant that, if she was going to have any hope of having any degree of agility here, she would have to lose her overly-long clothes. She was especially reluctant to shed the skirt and reveal her cutesy day of the week panties, featuring a frog and the word Sunday emblazoned across the front. She could say with all honesty that Olivia had taken any of her more mature looking panties - humiliatingly transfiguring them into diapers right in front of Sierra, in the drawer that Miss Hoppikins got her nighttime wardrobe out of every night - but the fact was that Sierra had already had these more childish ones with no enchantment needed on her tormentor's part. She wasn't about to lose, however, so she pushed the skirt off her hips and wriggled out of it, scrambling away, hoping Anna would be distracted long enough to give her a chance to shed the shirt as well to keep the sleeves from flopping annoyingly over her wand. It was long enough to keep her from flashing her panties after all, it turned out, but she knew she still needed to ditch it, or it would make things more difficult than it was worth.
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Anna gave a laugh as she saw Sierra fumbling with her overly large clothes. "This is why little baby's shouldn't play dress in big girls clothes. You nev-" Her taunting was suddenly interrupted when the animated birds began attacking her. She gave a loud shout of surprise at finding herself suddenly surrounded by a flurry of fake feathers and string. She felt her arms being bound against her torso as she quickly began trying to blast the stuffed birds out of the air. She managed to hit the first half before she found her wand arm completely useless. She quickly reached her off hand down to grab her wand and keep firing as she felt her legs being drawn together. Unfortunately just as she switched hands and shot down another bird she felt that hand also begin entangled.
See her opponent was taking good advantage of the distraction she had devised the younger girl quickly fired off a spell in her direction. Hoping to capitalize on her previous spell she aimed at the over large shirt, a spell she had been practicing for weeks that would cause the bottom hem of the garment to fly up over its wearer's head and then seal itself. If used effectively it would usually trap someone upper body in what was effectively a loose cloth sack, however Anna didn't have the luxury of watching to see if it worked at the moment.
She barely managed to shout out a quick Diffindo charm to free her right arm below the elbow before her left became completely useless. Another quick hand change had her awkwardly trying to take out the last two birds while her arm was bound to her side from the elbow up, her legs rapidly becoming harder to balance on as the string continued to get wrapped around them.
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Sierra cursed under her breath as she heard another spell being hurled her way, barely giving her time to unbutton the top two buttons of her shirt, a task made all the harder by her panic, and the shirt sleeves still flopping about annoyingly. She shot off a spell of her own, thinking that the birds had tangled Anna up sufficiently, and setting them to moving her instead, lifting her off the floor and taking her towards the changing table. It was clear she needed to finish this quickly, because Anna was more skilled and cunning than she's expected, certainly more than she herself had been at that age.
She did manage to get the birds to start lifting, but whether her directions went through to them or not she wasn't sure, because her arm was suddenly wrenched upwards as her shirt began to move again, shooting upward. She really wished she'd gotten the damn thing off now as she tried pushing it down, but it was determined, and in a moment, it shoved the wand out of her hand and into itself as the back side joined with the front and enveloped her.
Frantically, she reached down and fumbled for a moment to grab her wand again, trying to cast a spell to slice through the fabric currently wrapped around her, but inside of it her arm didn't have the room to make the appropriate gesture, fizzling the spell out uselessly. For a brief moment, she considered trying to set the thing on fire, but obviously that was a terrible idea, seeing as she was inside it. Anything with too complicated a wand motion was going to be all but impossible, and it was too dark to start hacking indiscriminately, seeing as she had another arm in there to worry about.
She struggled, feeling frustrated tears welling up in her eyes. It wasn't fair! What was she supposed to do?! Of course, that was the whole point, she knew, but that didn't meant she couldn't whine about it to herself as she did her very best to stop panicking long enough to find a plan. Maybe if she used a Lumos spell, she could see enough to find a safe place to use a less powerful cutting spell that didn't require as much movement to cast.
It was likely only a few seconds, but it was still a bit embarrassing how long it took her to realize how simple the solution was. She wasn't the biggest fan of Magical History, but she'd sat through it enough that she'd heard plenty of stories of witches and wizards who were supposed to be burned at the stake, only to use a Flame-Freezing Charm to make the fire harmless to them. All she had to do was cast that, then use a fire spell, just as she had planned...
Except, of course, that she had just soaked part of her shirt a few moments ago trying to use a water spell on Anna. It was easy enough to use a Hot-Air Charm to dry them off, but it took an extra few seconds, during which she had no idea what Anna was doing, and she was just standing there, bottom half exposed and vulnerable. By instinct, she nearly tried to throw a few Jelly-Leg Jinxes around randomly, just to try to keep the other girl away, before she realized, again, that her wand was stuck in there with her, and Anna was outside. She couldn't even try to run off, further away from Anna, because she knew she'd probably just run into some giant baby furniture or something. She could only wait nervously as the Hot-Air Charm finished its work and she used Incendio, unable to keep herself from giggling at the tickling sensation the Flame-Freezing Charm caused the fire to feel like, even though she was quite desperate to figure out where Anna was, and what she was doing, and hope that she had been kept busy by the mobile long enough to allow her to escape before Anna could do any more harm.
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Anna just barely heard the faint sound of the other girls cursing when the strings finished bringing her legs together into one useless limb. She gave a loud shriek as she lost her balance and began moving face first towards the floor. Her fall was thankfully stopped, however she had only a second to be before she realized why she hadn't hit the floor. Once the fact she was now being supported by the strings binding her sank in she gave a quick glance in the direction she was heading in order to figure out her destination, her eyes widening when she spotted the changing table.
'Not good,not good.' She tried to get a shot at the birds but she swiftly figured out that she would be unable to aim behind her in her current pradicament. Instead she began spraying her upper body in weak severing charms, gaining more range of movement with each one she broke. With sudden jerk she suddenly found herself supported by only a single bird. She began trying to use her weight to swing around for a shot at the last bird when she felt her should hit the table. Deciding it was her best bet at the moment she rolled along it, and once properly turned over she was able to sever the last string connecting the animated plushy directly to the now ruined mobile.
Spotting a hair brush near by, one she couldn't help but notice was half again as large as any she had ever seen, she quickly enchanted it to chase the two birds away like a beater to a pair of bludgers. Now noticing her opponent was getting free from her last spell Anna set to work on the last of the strings around her torso. Having full range of motion for her arms again she gave the situation a quick once over. 'Okay, legs still bound, sitting on changing table, opponent will be free in just a moment and unimpeded. Priority, legs or opponents? The blonde might actually think of something if I give her the chance, this has already been harder than it was supposed to be. However she would actually have to untie my legs to win, so it can wait till I at least distract her. Best bet is to go for her spell casting, and get her more flustered if I can.'
Deciding on her best course of action she began chanting at the top of her voice. "I see London, I see France." Quickly drawing a paperclip from her pocket she put her rant on hold to transfigure it into a bar of soap. Hoping to catch her opponent by surprise she used the only spell she could pull of with any reliability silently, 'thank you big bro,' banishing it towards her opponents face just as it came into view. "I see a potty-mouth's underpants." Not even bothering to see if the bar hit it's target or not she began looking for a safe direction she could propel herself in to put some room between herself and the table she was perched on. So enraptured by the situation was she that she didn't even notice the few places she had missed string and cut cloth on herself, leaving a few small tears through which one could see hints of her white vest trimmed in Slytherin green. Luckily her knee length skirt was still entirely intact, hiding the other half of the matching set.
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It was quite a relief to begin to see the room outside again as the fire burned through her cloth prison. She'd been starting to feel a little claustrophobic in there, not to mention the worry over having no idea what her opponent was up to. She was quite pleased to see that the mobile had done its job and the girl really was on the changing table, still a bit trussed up and waiting for her nice, fluffy diaper.
She blushed at Anna's childish chant, determined not to let it bother her, especially as she heard her cast another spell, whipping out one of her own to enchant one of the straps on the changing table to reach out and grab Anna's wand hand, hopefully knocking the wand away from the girl, but at least wrapping itself around her wrist and trying to pull her onto her back, keeping her stuck on the table for a little longer while Sierra got to her.
She was trying to cast a similar spell on one of the table's other straps when she lifted her wand and felt it knocked out of her hand by something zooming through the air towards her. Her spell went awry, harmless hitting the opposite wall, as a bar of soap lodged itself in her mouth, silencing her, leaving her both wandless and voiceless, and thus just about as helpless as she'd been when she was stuck in her shirt. She reached up and tried to pull the thing out, but it seemed to maintain a certain level of animation, wiggling its way out of her fingers, quite slippery to her touch, to return firmly to her mouth. She tried again with the same results, gagging as she felt suds building up in her mouth and she realized the action of trying to take it out and it returning meant she was effectively giving herself a mouth soaping, the bubbly water dribbling out between the corners of her mouth as she fought with the intruder.
As disturbing as that was, and as much as she wanted to get the thing out, she knew she needed to grab her wand again or she'd be in even bigger trouble, so she left the soap to its own devices for a moment as she reached down and picked it up, only to remember that she was all out of pockets, seeing as she was now nearly naked. Hoping the strings and straps she had animated would keep Anna busy for a minute, she stayed kneeling down beside her wand, concentrating on using both hands to grab the soap and pull it out. It wriggled violently in her hands, but finally, she did manage to pop it out.
From there, though, she wasn't quite sure what to do with it. It was still quite a struggle to keep ahold of it, even more now that it was covered in her saliva. She wanted to bash it against the floor, but that was only going to make things worse if she didn't break it enough to kill the spell. She needed to get rid of it some other way, but she couldn't use her wand, because doing that would mean letting go with one hand, and inevitably that would land the soap straight back between her teeth. She really wished she'd just tucked the wand into the waistband of her panties now, but it was too late.
Luckily, there was a toy box not too far away. Staying crouched down a little, she pushed her wand in that direction with her foot, then scurried over to it, awkwardly opening the lid with her elbow just enough to slide her arms inside. She threw the soap away from her as hard as she could, then, quickly as she could manage, she pulled her arms out of the box. It slammed shut, and a split second later she heard a smaller bang as the soap hit the inside of the lid, and, fortunately for her, wasn't strong enough to move it.
That almost felt like a victory in and of itself, but she knew she couldn't celebrate it just yet. She turned quickly, looking for her wand, hoping that Anna hadn't gotten free or managed to do anything to it while she'd been preoccupied...
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Anna had just decided her safest landing spot would be the corner full of stuffed toys when she felt her right hand being yanked downward and her wand tumble from her hand. She let loose a few words that would definitely not be included when she told this story to her brother later when she realized it was now under the table. There was a brief moment where she did panic, a moment she was not vary proud of. Then she remembered that this was a possibility she had specifically prepared for. It took a little wiggling to reach the wand she had tucked into the her back waistband while an animated strap attempted to put her flat on her back.
She had just managed to get the wand out when she felt the strap that had worked it's way around her waist as well as her wrist and begin to reel her in. She tried to just counter the spell, but that didn't seemed to be happening while she was casting left handed with a wand that wasn't her. Instead she quickly put an immobilize spell on the head of the strap, figuring that would at least give her time. A quick glance around the room confirmed her opponent was trying to get rid of the soap, and her hair brush and taken to keeping the stuffed birds from earlier in the corner. Anna almost smiled when she saw the toys get swatted every time they tried to escape, however when she then looked over and saw the larger girl's pantie clad bottom she got an idea.
It took her only a moment to make a quick change of the hairbrushes targets, having it now intent on keeping the blonde's rear cheeks in the corner. With a quick flick she also sent her cloak from where it sat on the ground to try and wrap around the birds, not having the time at the moment to blast them properly. For good measure she snapped a spell off and her opponents shoes, figuring that is she couldn't get quality right now she would setting for quantity. It was usually useful spell for having ones shoes walk themselves to where they belonged however it's key feature was it didn't take much to cast. She did fire off one more tuant to try and keep her confident air up, but her voice sounded weak even to her own ears. "I think baby needs a time out."
Once she believed her opponent would be properly distracted by shoes that thought they belonged standing in the corner, and a large hair brush that would agree Anna turned her attention back to her own predicament. Deciding to ignore the straps magic for the moment, although she could see the impediment jinx she had used would not hold it forever. She tried to give the strap a quick cut however it became obvious it was able to take far more punishment than the strings from the mobile. Anna felt sweat beading on her forehead as she began rapidly firing severing charms at the same spot in hopes of sawing her way through. It seemed to be working, but between the rapid use of the spell, the several enchantments she was using, and trying to force her magic through an uncooperative wand she was beginning to tire out. It was clear she would have to get herself free, search under the table for her wand, and then finish her opponent off quickly. She felt a small shudder run up her spine as the or else made it's known in her head.
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Sierra snatched up her wand and turned, feeling confident for just a moment. If the animated strap had done its job right, then she could just go get Anna's wand, and the match was practically won. Maybe she'd even take a cue from Olivia and transfigure the wand into something babyish - a rattle, perhaps - just to add insult to injury. She barely had time to see that Anna was, indeed, fighting with the strap before she realized the girl still had her wand anyway, right as her shoes seemed to take on a mind of their own, spinning her around and starting to march her toward the corner.
"I'll make sure you get one once you're diapered up," Sierra shot back, even as she attempted to stop her own trip to just such a fate. It was pointless to try to take her shoes off while she was moving, so, despite not wanting to play along with Anna's plan, she hurried them along, jogging into the corner so her feet would stand still as she bent down to untie them so she could kick them off.
Unfortunately, the hairbrush arrived just as she did that, swooping down from the air to deliver a powerful first strike, nearly knocking Sierra down. From there, it began spanking softer, but more quickly, darting between her cheeks and her upper thighs, defying her desperate attempts to zap it out of the sky, made all the harder by her shoes wrenching her back toward the corner whenever she turned them just the slightest bit out of place. Her little threat sounded much more empty now, and this was clearly going to take her a little time to get out of, so she needed to ensure that Anna stayed distracted longer.
It was so frustrating, having her opponent there, on the changing table, in the perfect position for Sierra to win the game, and be entirely incapable of carrying through with it. At the very least, she had to put some baby powder on the girl and tape the diaper up. Still, even if she was stuck in the corner, she could start getting Anna ready... "Maybe we'd better get the baby into a fresh diaper before her time out," she called, bringing the other side of the changing table's strap to life, using this one to start undressing the girl, ideally ridding her of her skirt and underwear before joining with its other half and fastening her to the table. She managed to animate a bottle of baby powder as well, sending it floating above Anna's head to poof its dust in her face, and make it all the harder for her to see and concentrate at the tasks at hand.
"Now leave me alone," she muttered under her breath to the brush, squirming as she looked behind herself, seeing just how red her bottom looked under her panties already. She shot a few hexes at the brush, but it moved too quickly for her to hit in the position she was in. She needed to get the shoes off first. Bending over only seemed to encourage the brush to spank harder, something she confirmed by setting it off again with a loud yelp, so she tried lifting her foot instead, which was rather difficult with the shoe doing its best to yank her leg back downward.
It was just as she was in the midst of that that the brush struck again, and while one shoe was firmly planted on the floor, the rest of her was nowhere near as stable, and she lost her balance, falling right onto her backside, happening to catch the brush beneath herself by some stroke of luck. Landing on the hard wooden thing had been less than pleasant, and feeling it violently struggling beneath her to get free wasn't fun, either, but at least it wasn't able to spank her, and it was much easier to untie her shoes and slip her feet out while sitting down.
From there, however, she was a bit stuck. She couldn't just stand, or the brush would be at her again. She couldn't just sit there, either, because she was still facing the wall, and had no idea what Anna was doing. Even trying to turn would be a problem, because the brush might manage to get its way free if she moved. She had to get it away... Bracing herself, she leapt away from the thing, launching a shield spell as soon as her feet hit the floor again, creating a near impenetrable bubble of light around herself. It only took a moment before she felt the brush slam against her red backside again, and she realized she hadn't been fast enough, and had sealed the brush into the shield with her. She tried firing off a jinx at it, but it was too fast, and the spell ricocheted off the shield and nearly bounced right back into her.
There was one other thing that might help... She really didn't want to do it, but she wasn't about to win the duel sitting in the corner, so with a lush, she used a transfiguration spell on her own underwear. Olivia was quite good at the spell, taking Sierra's sexy, grown-up underwear and making them into flawless, if somewhat bigger, versions of baby diapers. Sierra, on the other hand, didn't have as much practice. The diaper that bloomed around her waist maintained the look of her panties, almost making them look like Pull-Ups, except much, much thicker. She had wanted the thickness to protect her bottom from the brush's spanking, but she had clearly gone overboard as the expansion forced her thighs well apart, nearly making her fall on her bottom yet again.
With the overly thick diaper, though the hits still stung a bit, but weren't nearly as painful. She hated that she'd put herself in a diaper, but that didn't effect the fight that much, and the protection was worth it, for the moment. The spanking was still going on, however, and showed little sign of stopping anytime soon, so she began to shrink the shield, bringing it in closer and closer to her own body... It was difficult for her to create it so close to herself initially, but with a little time to fine-tune it, and the diaper keeping her spanking from being as much of a distraction, she managed to collapse it down to almost her own size, leaving the brush little room to run. A few missed grabs later and she had it squirming in her grasp. Desperate not to make the same mistake that had lost her the duel last time, she dropped the shield to give her one less spell to worry about maintaining before hitting the brush with a spell point blank to de-animate it.
She wanted very much to change her underwear back before returning to the main duel, but first, of course, she needed to know what was going on to make sure she wasn't about to get attacked from behind, so she turned, panting a bit from her latest exertion, to see what Anna was doing.
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Anna had half the strap severed when she felt the second strap start it's work. She gave a quick flick of her wand to sever the remaining strings around her legs so as to give her more room to maneuver. Unfortunately the also caught a large amount of her skirt in the process, making it even easier for the strap to go to work revealing the green snack on the front of her panties. Seeing the remains of her skirt being casually tossed aside she did her best to grab the tattered cloth. Deciding her best bet at this point was going to be a cheap trick she set to work carefully. First she animated a large stuffed snake, sending it hide above the changing table. Unfortunately the baby powder chose that moment to set to work.
Coughing and sputtering the young girl could not tell if she had succeeded in placing the snake above her where it could attack on her command. Eyes unfocused she began working off mostly feel. She transfigured a quick replica wand, tossing it to the ground nearby. The strap had begun tugging at her underwear when she used the remains of her skirt to hide her left hand and wand. As cool air met her privates her impediment jinx on the first strap ended and she was pulled flat on her back. The second strap was now helping the first restrain her, however their wasn't mush she could do about that. Her plan was simple, hide the fact that she still had a wand, then when the older girl approached to point blank range she would hit the girl with a silencing jinx and set the large stuffed snake loose on her. Assuming the snake was where it was supposed to be, and the blonde didn't notice she was still armed. 'Okay, not my best plan, but desperate times and all that.'
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Sierra could not have been happier at what she saw as she looked over at the changing table. While she'd been caught up in her own struggle, she had worried that Anna had somehow managed to free herself, but it turned out that Sierra's first instincts had been correct, and the kid just wasn't experienced enough yet for this kind of thing. Still, it hadn't been as much a waste of time as she had thought it might be initially... Anna had been pretty good, and at the very least she'd given Sierra some ideas for her next duel.
She'd been sure she'd won against Olivia, too, though, so she didn't celebrate just yet, deciding to hurry and take advantage of the opportunity rather than saving herself a bit of dignity and changing her panties back. As she approached, she levitated a diaper from the shelf under the changing table, letting it float above the table for a moment so Anna could see it unfold before sliding downward toward the girl's exposed crotch.
She was so pleased, she very nearly missed a couple important things. She noticed the wand first, which made her feel even more certain this was in the bag, but as she started to bend down to grab it, she saw something else lurking on a large, colorful shelf full of kiddy books. With a flick of her own wand, she sent the stuffed snake flying across the room, where she was sure it would be harmless, since she was about to get Anna's wand, of course. Then again, Anna seemed to be good at spells causing animated items to hone in on her, so she looked around for the mobile birds, spotting instead a floating cloak that seemed to be trying to pull itself apart in two different directions. She flung that aside with another spell, sending the birds off to keep the snake busy, then, finally, bent down to grab Anna's wand from the floor.
"I told you, kid, I wasn't going to take it easy on you. If you're good for your change, though, maybe we can skip the spanking before I send you to the corner." Sierra wasn't sure about that, considering how painful the brush had been on her, but she didn't want to be too mean to the younger teen. Besides, there wasn't as much need for taunts now that she was on the verge of winning. It had been a rather humiliating fight, though, with the hairbrush and the mouth soaping, and everything else, so she couldn't quite give up the chance to visit one particular embarrassment on Anna.
"I doubt you're going to, though, are you? You look like you'll be a fussy baby. But that's okay." She smiled, learning from last time and slipping her own wand into the waist band of her diaper, at the outside of her leg, while switching Anna's wand to her right hand. "I can just use your wand to lift your little legs up so I can slip your nice, big, thirsty diaper under your..." She stopped mid-sentence as she reached the changing table, starting to wave the wand, only to realize, a moment too late, that something wasn't right.
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"Accio wand!" Anna's voice was filled with triumph as she pulled the older girl's wand from her waist band. She was willing to admit she had gotten more than a little nerviness when she saw the floating diaper, and when her snake was banished she was fairly sure she was sunk. After all she knew she would only get to fire one or two spells at the other girl and she wasn't so great with magic meant to directly effect a person. IT was part of why she spent so long pouring over the transfiguration and charms books for the older years, if she had been restricted to the spells she actually learned in class she would have lost a while ago.
Feeling a sudden strike of inspiration, mixed with a little shame at not having thought of it earlier, she realized there was nothing stopping her from summoning her wand from under the table. To provide her with enough time to do so she banished the diaper that sat near her legs towards her opponent, hitting it with an engorgement charm half way there just for good measure. It wouldn't do much, but she figured it would distract for at least a second. Closing her eyes a brief moment in concentration she began cutting off her magic to the other enchantments she still had floating around, she would need as much power as she could get to summon her wand around the table.
And summon it she did, feeling the familiar length of wood meet her hand filled her with joy. She was now in position of all the real wands in the room, how could she possibly lose. "As if I would ever lose to a baby like you. Obviously even you know what you belong in, you already diapered yourself." Now wielding her proper wand it didn't take her more than a few moments to free herself from the table. As she hopped down she summoned her panties, and then just for good measure Sierra's discarded skirt. She turned her back to her opponent as she began stepping into her underwear, feeling more confident than she had sense the duel started. "Now why don't you go back to your corner till I'm ready to finish you," Anna called over her shoulder cockily. She stopped dressing for a moment to wave the hand still holding all three wands just for good measure, "after all what else can you do?"
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Sierra let out a strangled, squeaky, "No!" as she saw her wand fly away from her, reaching uselessly towards it, too late, of course. Her blood ran cold as she realized she was in a similar situation as in her first duel, left wandless - or, rather, with a fake wand, of no more use than a toy. She couldn't believe she was about to lose again! She could feel tears forming at the corners of her eyes, and all she wanted was to stomp her foot and whine about how unfair this all was, but she had agreed to the duel, and that would only make her look even more like she deserved her fate.
She was so busy feeling sorry for herself that she almost didn't notice Anna summoning yet another wand. Had Anna brought in two?! That was quite clever, Sierra had to admit, but she didn't have time to admire the cunning before a diaper was being magically flung at her, growing immensely in size as it approached, to the point where it almost seemed like it could envelop her entire body. She had been fighting against diapers this whole time... She supposed it made sense that it would end with her literally doing that, as she caught the padding in her hands, pushing it away from herself in a panic, still holding onto the fake wand, just out of habit, she supposed, until she felt it shrink in her hand, changing into a paper clip.
At the very least, that freed up her other hand to more easily peel the giant diaper away from her back, and having two free hands made it simple to keep the thing at bay. She frowned at Anna's taunt, feeling a little twinge of annoyance that the girl wasn't even bothering to watch her anymore, turning around to get dressed. For a second, she thought Anna even had a point, until she looked down at the diaper in her hands. She might be wandless, but she was still a little bigger than this kid, and if she wasn't paying attention...
She waited for Anna to turn back around fully to finish getting her skirt on before answering, "How about this?" and leaping towards the girl, giant diaper in her hands, intending to bind the girl in it, hoping it was long enough now, holding it sideways, to wrap around her torso, trapping her arms, with their wands, against her chest, then tape it up, and, hopefully, leave her struggling to get out for long enough to get another diaper on the girl and win this fight after all. She just had to hope she had the chance to do all that before Anna could react and find some way to stop her, since this seemed like her last line of defense.