The toy box smelt like soap. Anna had been in it a good minute or two and that fact was becoming more and more annoying. She continued to wiggle the long toy she had found around, trying desperately to the the bow undone. Unfortunately it had a really bad habit of retying itself every time she started to make some headway. She was just starting to think the whole things was hopeless when she felt something slipped out of the bow. Anna began digging through the toys, a rather difficult task to perform in the dark enclosed space with her hands behind her. The sense of relief that washed over her when her hands finally found her wand was immense.
The next short while was taken up with her trying to hit the ribbon with a counter spell despite the awkward angle, but eventually she did feel it come loose. Anna gave a large sigh of relief. Now she had a wand, and if Sierra hadn't found her yet then she might even have the element of surprise. Deciding to take a brief moment to plan before continuing she lit her wand with a lumos spell, taking stock of what was available. The first thing she saw was a teddy bear in bib overalls, which sparked off a plan in her head.
It took only a simple transfiguration spell to cause the bottom of her shirt to extend and wrap around her bottom, making it resemble a onesie without the snaps. Then she removed the overalls from the bear and brought them up to her size, slipping into them as best should could in the enclosed space. She finished up with a pair of simple locking charms of the buckles, not wanting to use up too much of her remaining energy. She grinned a little as she took a look down at her handy work. The next time she went to the bathroom was going to be really annoying, but at least she had made a great deal of extra work for anyone else trying to undress her.
Realizing she was now without her trusty paperclips, although she was a little surprised to find one in the toy box covered in saliva, she began filling her pockets with anything that would fit. Teething rings, rattles of various design, even a couple of articles of clothing off the dolls. For good measure she grabbed the ribbon that had bound her and found space of it in a pocket, already thinking of wicked way to use it for some payback. When her pocket where full she finally decided to brake the outside world. She slowly opened the lid, taking a peek outside. When she was certain Sierra wasn't waiting for her she stepped out quietly.
Well quite had been her intention, however it turns out pockets full of baby toys make a lot of noise. Realizing she wouldn't be sneaking she instead started moving back towards where she had last seen the blonde. She started looking around, a small part of her mind distracted by thoughts of victory. She tried her best to remind herself that she could have won by now if she hadn't kept assuming she had it in the bag, but the thoughts came anyways. At the moment she was debating if she would take the diapered girl back to the younger girls dorm to show off her victory, or put her to bed in her own room. After all the other girl wasn't too much bigger than her and despite her taste in underwear the other girl was older, she might have something cool she'd be willing to 'trade' for a fresh diaper.
She was just beginning to feel a little nervous about not being attacked when she spotted the blonde, and wondered why she hadn't noticed her sooner. She was in a highchair, going to town on the bottle Anna had prepped for her. It looked like she had found the sticky charms, and Anna actually wasn't sure what the result of that much caster oil was going to be. Thinking quickly Anna prepared a spell to make the high chair slide over towards the changing table, her face now nothing but smiles. 'This is almost too easy,' she thought to herself, ' almost like a' it was just as she fired her spell that a wall of saftey webbing fell into place between her and her target soaking up the magic. "Trap," she finished her though out loud with a sigh. She started to try directing a few spells at the blonde, but the playpen was stopping all her work. She came to the conclusion she would have to start by getting rid of that, which would have been much easier if it hadn't suddenly started sliding towards the changing table. Her eyes widened when she realized her previous spell was taking affect on her makeshift cage, dragging her towards the last place she wanted to be while not in complete control.
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Sierra struggled against the bottle, doing her very best to keep from draining it, sure that every gulp was just making things worse for her, but not able to do much about it. After a fair amount of flailing, her feet did manage to find the edge of the high chair's seat, and she was able to push herself up a little further in it, giving herself the chance to see more of the nursery, just in time to see the toy box she'd managed to shove the bar of soap into open and her opponent slip out.
She began to breathe faster, which only led to her draining her bottle more quickly, as she tried again to figure out some way out of the mess she'd gotten herself into, knowing that, if Anna found her before she'd come up with something, this contest would probably be over in a matter of seconds. Frantically, she tried to bang the bottle against the edge of the tray, hoping to break it, but it just shoved the bottle back harder into her face, sending out a larger than usual burst of castor oil, much of it dribbling out the side of her mouth.
Fortunately, her playpen had noticed Anna as well, and, as Sierra watched in satisfaction, it pounced, twisting itself in mid-air to form a makeshift cage around the girl, its little legs wiggling uselessly now that its purpose was fulfilled. It wouldn't hold her for long, not with her wand, but it would give Sierra a little time. She was surprised to see it moving closer to the changing table, thinking it had to be part of Anna's plan, though she wasn't sure how.
She had to get out of the chair, that much was certain. She squirmed a little, getting her elbows propped against the back of the plastic seat, then pushed, hoping the fall wasn't as long as it seemed like, and landing on her feet would help break it. Her first attempt ended badly, as she hadn't realized there was a plastic piece in the center of the chair that the restraining straps came out of, and it wound up shoving her diaper against her quite roughly as she slid into it, but after a second or two of recovering from that shock and pain, she scrambled her way up a little further in the seat, then leaning forward, awkwardly pulling herself up and out of the seat onto the tray with her elbows.
She gulped as she crawled to the edge of the tray, feeling a little dizzy as she stared down at the floor below. She could see her wand there, and she knew she needed to get it, even if she wasn't sure how she'd hold it, or say any spells. Sighing, she swung her legs over the edge of the tray, sitting up, then, before she could talk herself out of it, slid forward.
She hit the ground hard and rolled forward, feeling a wetness around her chest that she worried was blood at first, before she realized she could move her hands apart from one another again. The fall had broken the bottle, splattering the remaining castor oil over her and the floor, leaving cracked plastic strewn across the floor, and stuck to her hands, though luckily not into any part of her flesh, as she had unknowingly managed to roll out of its way without injuring herself on it. The nipple was still in her mouth, holding it closed, but it was a start, she thought, and as soon as she had caught her breath, she awkwardly sandwiched her wand between her hands, the plastic still clinging to them making it difficult to keep ahold of it.
Clumsily, dropping it and having to pick it up a time or two, she turned it around to face her mouth and muttered a few muffled unsticking charms. It was terrifying, not knowing what might happen if she said something wrong because of her makeshift gag, and for the first few attempts, nothing did, her wand sparking uselessly, unable to understand her mumbles. Finally, though, she felt the bottle's nipple drop from her mouth, and she let out a sigh of relief, only then thinking to see what Anna was up to.
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Anna was more than a little annoyed to when her first cutting curse didn't get through. She fired off a second, but clearly she would need to dump more power into the spell than she was willing to at the moment. Anna felt her stomach sink a bit when she noticed she had already made it half way to the changing table. The small girl wanted to kick herself for not starting with removing her own spell, and quickly set about doing so. Once the playpen was stationary she began trying to lift it off herself. Moving the large mass of safety netting and wiggling legs was no small feet it turned out, and as she began her levitation she started regretting wasting magic on playing dress up in the toy box.
Feeling perspiration beading on her forehead she finally lifted the playpen over her head, tossing it aside with a grunt. Bending forward to catch her breath it occurred to her just how much she was overdoing the magic, but hopefully her spells would still hold up 'Need food. Or something to drink.' She began glancing around, hoping to find something other than the refrigerator filled with bottles. When she didn't spot anything immediately she reached into her pocked and pulled out a toy. 'If I'm going to have to search I'll need a distraction.' The toy was a teething ring made in an opaque pink, about as big as both of her fist, made up of connected compartments of air. Anna tapped her wand to it, causing it to float in the air. "Find her," she told it, "and keep her busy." She felt a little better when she saw how energetically it went out to hunt for it's prey, however when she saw it randomly dip toward the floor some of her confidence wavered.
Deciding not to linger to much Anna started back into the maze of furniture, feeling about in her pockets as she did so for anything else she could enchant easily.
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Sierra was confused to see the playpen tossed over on its side, Anna now obviously not under it. She had been so sure the girl was plotting something with it, and yet she'd just cast it aside. Why even bother to animate it anyway? It was a mystery, but not an important one at the moment. She could actually speak her spells again, but it was still very difficult to hold onto her wand, so any complicated motions would surely end with it on the floor and her defenseless. Her tummy was also starting to hurt, but she couldn't let herself worry about that too much.
She couldn't keep ahold of her wand one-handed, so she sat herself down on her diaper, clenching the thing between her knees, trying to ignore how that action set her diaper to leaking on the floor beneath her again. Carefully, she steadied the tip of the wand with one hand, aiming it right into the broken bottle, and starting to speak the spell...
Just then, she felt something zoom into her mouth, muffling her yet again. It felt slightly firmer than the bottle's nipple, and much bigger, certainly enough to stop her saying the spell, even if the shock hadn't made her drop her precariously balanced wand. Groaning, she reached up, clamping this new invader between her hands, but it refused to budge. Pouting, she slammed her hands on the floor, hardly able to believe she'd been silenced again so soon, then quickly smiling as she felt the plastic on her palms crack slightly. Not caring how like a tantrumming toddler she looked, she smacked the floor a few more times until the plastic had shattered enough to at least let her split her fingers apart, making it easier to yank the thing out of her mouth and see, as it struggled to go back in, that it was a teething ring.
Holding it in one hand, which was quite hard considering it was slippery and very energetic, she grabbed her wand with the other and disenchanted it, then unstuck her hands. She turned back to the high chair, feeling immense relief at not having caused her own loss with it, somehow, and noticed the snake there. She smiled, remembering how she'd wanted to use it originally. Looks like she had another chance. It might not hold Anna for long, but it might give Sierra a little more time to get her bearings back, so she animated the stuffed snake once more and sent it after its former master.
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With more than a little trepidation Anna made her way back to the play kitchen. She hadn't spotted anywhere else that might have food, so she was on decided it was her best bet. Steering a wide path around where she had last seen Sierra she eventually made it back to where her most recent chance at victory fell apart. Being as quit as she could she opened the cabinets magically, before summoning a small jar to herself. 'Apples huh? I like apples.' She almost put her wand away but the memory of what happened last time she did at this very spot stopped her. Instead she animated a spoon to bring her a mouthful when she opened her mouth and leaned forward. When the first bite reached her mouth however she realized these apples where not as good as was used to. She gave a deep frown, however after a couple bites she could already feel her energy return.
With a mischievous grin she summoned a few more jars, as well as a few things from the lower cabinets and another spoon. "Lets see here," she began thinking aloud once more. "I think the baby wants prunes, and green beans, and peas." While she ate her apples she mixed some laxatives and diuretics into each jar, before enchanting them and the spoon to find and feed Sierra, making this one a bit more persistent than her own. "Fly my pretties, fly." She called out with some cheer, feeling much better now that she could get some proper animations going again.
She was just considering whether she would have another jar of apples after the one she was half way through when she was knocked to the ground by a large mass of stuffed snake. She was suddenly very glad she had held onto her wand as the large stuffed reptile began winding it's way around her. The girl grumbled under her breath a bit, trying to simply wiggle free. When it became clear however that the snake was not going to let her go she began thinking through spell to disable it. Opening her mouth as she pointed her wand at the stuffed constrictor she was abruptly reminded of her animated spoon. Despite several tries Anna learned that with the way the snake had her held the spoon thought she was asking for more every time she opened her mouth. Attempts to spit the mush out simple caused it to hover at her face and scoop it back in. Finally she resigned herself to needing to finish before she would be free, now doing her best to get through the last little bit in the jar as fast as she could. 'I hope Sierra has at least half as much trouble with what I sent her.'
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Sierra glanced around the nursery, looking not only for Anna, but for something she could use against the girl, starting to feel a bit defenseless. She wished she hadn't tossed the teething ring aside now, but she would feel too mean sending it into Anna's mouth now that it had been on the floor, and in her own mouth, and she didn't exactly have anything to clean it with. She supposed she could climb onto the changing table and get some baby wipes, but without knowing where Anna was, that seemed like a very stupid idea. If Anna came out of hiding while Sierra was up there, she could easily take a page from Sierra's book and find a way to restrain her up there, leaving her vulnerable for that fateful diapering that would decide the duel.
She groaned, stopping in her tracks and wrapping her arms around her stomach as a sudden pain shot through it, caused, no doubt, by the bottle she'd been forced to drink far too much of before she'd been able to stop herself. She was determined to finish this fight before the effects really hit, if only so she could get out of the room and to the bathroom. It was bad enough she'd wet herself... Even if she won, doing it in a messy diaper was not going to feel like much of a victory. But now she didn't even dare to try and change her panties back, because she had no idea how quickly the castor oil would really start to work, and it was better to have some protection.
This diaper had just about had it, though, and once again she thought about trekking to the changing table, only to put it out of her mind. It was obviously an even worse idea to actually use it to change her diaper, knowing that then all Anna would have to do was race in, put in a puff of baby powder, and fasten one of the tapes, and she would win.
There was a diaper that she didn't have to go to the table to get, however. "Accio diaper," she said quietly, calling it to her, catching it and the baby powder bundled inside it easily. She blushed as she remembered how certain, just a few minutes ago, she had been that she was going to put this diaper on Anna, only to be using it on herself instead. It would be worth it to get out of the leaky one she was in now, though.
But where could she change? She frowned and looked around again. There was all kinds of oversized baby furniture, and it was all good enough to hide behind for a minute or two, but actually changing her diaper would take a little more space, and more privacy. She spotted the toy box a little ways across the room, and remembered it had been fairly big. There had probably been toys in it, though, and they would take up some room, and she didn't want to leave the lid open, since that would make it obvious where she was, or close it, which seemed like a good way to get trapped inside.
She headed over to it anyway, remembering, and seeing, that it was pretty close to the wall, but not quite pushed up against it. With her magic, she scooted it out just a little more, then ducked behind it. She still wasn't sure it was quite big enough to completely hide her, though, not in the middle of a change. Reluctantly, she considered going inside again, reasoning that, if she was quick enough to keep Anna from noticing the lid open and close, it really was probably the safest place. And while it wasn't the roomiest, there was one way she could fix that... She wasn't fond of that way, but desperate times called for desperate measures.
She gave a quiet sigh and untaped her diaper, letting it fall to the floor with a faint splat. Peeking around the corner of the box first, she sent it sliding across the floor, then, when it was a good ways away, she levitated it up and through the air into the diaper pail. She hoped that, if Anna noticed that, she would think she was over in that direction and search for her there, rather than at the toy box. Then she turned her wand on herself, clutching her fresh diaper and bottle of powder in her hand tightly to make sure the spell hit it, too. She closed her eyes as she said the words, though there was still a dizzying feeling in the pit of her stomach that almost made her worry she had chosen the wrong time to be without a diaper, and when she opened her eyes again, the nursery looked that much bigger. She wasn't sure exactly how big she was - she'd tried to tune the power down as low as she possibly could while still making her small enough to comfortably be able to dress in the toy box in relative peace.
When she opened her eyes, she saw that she had overdone it. The box would give her plenty of space, but it was going to be a bit of a struggle to climb inside. She wanted to make herself a little bigger, but she could see that going on for ages, her trying to fine tune it up and down over and over... It was just better to get this over with, she supposed. Besides, that would drain her magic very quickly. And, as it turned out, there were some blocks in front of the toy box that she was able to step on to get to the lid. With her hands full of diapering supplies and her wand, she couldn't open it by hand anyway, and was a little afraid to even try, not wanting to fail miserably at it, but a wave of her wand lifted it up just enough for her to scramble inside. She stared up at the open lid with a small sigh, using a Lumos spell to be sure she could see, then, reluctantly, lifting her wand back towards the lid, ready to lower it.
Maybe it wasn't so bad open, she thought, biting her bottom lip and closing it just a hair instead of all the way. She would be sorry if Anna found her, but the thought of getting somehow trapped was enough to make her take that risk, especially as she looked around and saw that some of the stuffed animals in there were nearly as tall as her. Considering how big everything else in the nursery was, it was likely they were quite a bit bigger than normal, but it was still unsettling.
"Sorry," she said to one of them, stealing its bonnet to wipe herself off with, figuring that was as close to a baby wipe as she was going to get at the moment. And, with a water spell to dampen it, it got the job done. She let out another sigh as she stared at the diaper, really reluctant to put it back on. There was no way Anna wouldn't notice it was different, considering how unique the one she'd made from her panties had looked, and she was bound to tease her about it - though, of course, she was sure Anna would tease her about pretty much anything. She didn't really want to have to use the diaper, either, and it was pretty much just in case the match went on too long...
An idea struck her. If she could transfigure her panties into a diaper, why not transfigure her diaper into something else? If it followed suit with how her last attempt had gone, it would retain the diaper's absorbency regardless, and that was all she needed. She considered trying for panties, but, knowing that they would probably still wind up looking like a diaper anyway, she settled on something in between, going for training pants instead, so that they'd be at least a little easier to run around in, but, even if the absorbency transference thing didn't work both ways, she'd still be a little covered.
It seemed to work all right, enough that she cursed herself for not thinking of that before going into the box to hide. They were much easier to put on than a diaper, she could have done that just about anywhere! She shook her head, pouting a bit at her own stupidity as she stepped into them, leaving them around her ankles as she puffed some baby powder onto her crotch, massaging it in a little before pulling them up.
Just then, something flew into the toy box, followed by another, and, before Sierra could recover from the shock, two more. She scrambled for her wand, which she lain down as she got dressed, and dropped the lid the rest of the way, but by then it was too late, and all she did was trap herself in there with whatever they were, though that didn't remain a mystery for long. She turned, trying to see what they were, glad she hadn't doused her Lumos spell when she'd decided to leave the lid open, so she could get some idea of what sort of spell to use on them, only to have a spoonful of prune baby food shoved into her mouth. She gagged in surprise and disgust, barely having time to recover before a spoon of peas was pushed in as well. Even when she was normal sized, the spoon wasn't exactly tiny, but now, it seemed like every spoonful filled nearly her entire mouth, forcing her to swallow or drown in the mushy, disgusting goop.
Even swallowing as fast as she could force herself to, she could still feel the stuff squishing out the sides of her mouth and running down her chin, the spoon apparently not intelligent enough to change its strategy for a smaller target. Even with her seeming to get as much on her as in her, she was still feeling very full and bloated within minutes, and the food wasn't even halfway gone yet. There was barely time for her to breathe, much less utter a spell, so she finally dropped her wand again and started trying to snatch the jars out of the air. To her surprise, she managed to grab the green beans, and she threw it as hard as she could towards the side of the box, hoping to break it.
Instead, it careened upwards just in time to avoid that, zooming back towards her instead and heading straight for her mouth. She let out a muffled protest as the spoon jammed itself into her mouth, prying it open and holding it like that as the jar she'd so viciously tried to murder exacted its revenge, dumping itself in all at once. Sierra shuddered as she felt the stuff pouring into her, though plenty of it dripped out of her mouth as well, filling her stomach on the inside and coating the outside in the goo as well. She blushed as she felt a little of it running into her Pull-Ups, then deeper as she realized that, if she didn't beat Anna soon, the rest of it might very well be joining it there before long.
She might have wound up having to eat a bit less that way, but she didn't dare try that again with the other jars, not wanting to go through that again. Already, if it weren't for the bra, she looked like a toddler who had tried to feed herself for the first time, and even her bra was covered in green and purple mush that would probably leave stains she could never entirely get out.
By the time the spoon had finally finished its work, she felt like she was about to burst. She flung the toy box's lid open, feeling a bit dazed, and reached up towards the edge... Only to find that she couldn't quite reach it. All the blocks, it seemed, were on the outside of the box, giving her nothing solid to climb on, either, and when she tried to use the dolls, feeling very full and drowsy and clumsy, she just slipped and fell back to the bottom, wishing she'd kept a little more of the diaper's bulk. It took her a few tries before she even thought about just growing herself again, but when she tried that spell, it fizzled out. "Oh, come on!" she grumbled, shaking her wand and trying again, but bodily transformation like that took a fair amount of power, and she felt particularly drained after being force fed so much, and wanting nothing more than a nap at the moment.
It took a few more moments before Sierra thought to just summon the blocks to her. Stealing some more doll clothes and wetting them to clean herself up as best she could - which wasn't great - she started to climb back out of the toy box, thinking that, at the very least, this size might make it easier for her to sneak around. At least, if Anna hadn't already figured out where she had been the past few minutes.
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By the time the jar of food was finally finished Anna was no longer sure who she owed payback to more, Sierra or the snake. The long plush reptile had used it's time well, and now that the blue eyed girl could finally cast a spell she was having a heck of a time aiming one at it. Through a great deal of careful maneuvering Anna had been forced into a tight ball. Her knees had been brought up towards her chest, her arms caught in between, and her wand aim uselessly towards the ceiling. All the while the head kept taunting her, pulling her hair, nudging her face, and mostly just making Anna want to blow it to pieces.
With a great deal of wiggling however she finally managed force a coil into the path of her cast, at which point she promptly let loose a blasting spell. From their it was just a long series of blasting and a hail of stuffing. Normally Anna like to think she wasn't a vary violent girl, but getting to let loose on the over sized offender had felt good. With a sigh the petite girl started brushing stuffing off herself, a little bit annoyed at herself for wasting so much magic on her revenge. Of course now that she was free a new problem made itself known, what was once a small twinge was starting to become a strong urge.
Anna glanced around, looking for options. Her eyes finally settled on a pink seat siting next to the changing table, more specifically a portable pink seat intended for someone who wasn't yet ready to use the big kid potty. 'If I'm really quick maybe I can be done before Sierra even sees me. No one will ever have to know.' Now heading in that direction it occurred to her she still had no idea where the other girl was. Stopping for a moment however allowed her to hear some sort of commotion coming from the toy box. Glancing in that direction she saw the lid open, apparently from the inside. A wicked grin crossed the girls face, this was perfect.
Anna fired a spell off at the toy box, enchanting it to slam shut as soon as something about the size of Sierra's head tried to exit, although she added a half second alarm of sorts so the girl would hopefully duck back inside. She then sprinted over towards the changing table, already using her magic to lay out a diaper and set a bottle of powder floating. Of course when she reached the table Anna realized there was one major problem with her plan, she wasn't actually tall enough to reach the tapes of someone laid out on the table. With a sigh the small girl climbed up onto the table herself, being sure to stay as far towards the end without straps as possible. Her grin grew quit a bit when she heard the alarm sound and the lid close, a small part of here relieved not to hear it make contact with her opponents head. She was willing to humiliate her opponent, but she didn't want to actually injure her.
Anna gave the tables straps a brief glance, but decided she didn't have the time or energy to try to repair and enchant them right now. Instead she opted for her trusty sticking charm, spreading it over the opposite end of the table where she expected to have Sierra's upper body in a moment. That accomplished she turned to the chest and began levitating it towards her. Oddly it didn't weigh anywhere near as much as she expected, but it still drained most of her remaining magic to move. Once it was safely floating above the table she began to call out in a voice she hoped would be heard through the chest.
"Alright you little brat, this is how things are going to work. I'm going to be putting this diaper on you, nothing you can do will change that. Now what you can change is how quickly this diaper comes back off. The more time it takes me to get it on you, the more time you have to wear it. So you just think about that before you go trying anymore of you mischief." At this point Anna was practically dancing on her perch at the end of the table, although not entirely from excitement. However as she opened the box and began pouring it's contents out onto the changing table her mind suddenly started reminding her of the other times she had though she beet the older girl. 'Please don't be a trap. Please don't be a trap.' She silently chanted, hoping she wasn't about to have another nasty surprise.
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Sierra let out a surprised squeak as, just as she was about to finally pull herself back out of the toy box, she heard a loud noise blaring right in her ear. Not knowing what was going on, she stepped back without thinking, just like in the high chair, and once again found herself falling, this time scattering her little stairway of blocks all around her as she went. She stared up in confusion, just as the lid slammed shut. "No!" she squeaked, feeling suddenly frozen in terror at the sight.
She gave a whimper as she felt the box begin to move beneath her. This was exactly what she'd been afraid of! She had to think of something, anything, but as she sat there, she just felt stupid and useless for landing herself in this position to begin with. Why hadn't she just thought ahead enough to transfigure the diaper into something more easy to put on before getting into the box? Why hadn't she closed the lid to begin with - though probably the jars would have still found her, and them banging on the lid would have made it all the easier for Anna to find her.
"Okay," she muttered to herself. "Just gotta think..." But she was sidetracked from that as her bowels chose that exact moment to begin cramping again. This time, however, after she'd been stuffed with such a huge amount of baby food, relatively speaking, that wasn't all. She let out an uncomfortable gasp as she felt a warm, mushy mass starting to force its way into the rear of her diaper. She squirmed frantically, pressing her bottom against the bottom of the toy chest, trying to stop the flow. This was the exact wrong time for this to be happening! As if that wasn't bad enough, she could hear Anna's threats, and they were only making her feel more insecure as she began to wonder if the girl wasn't right about the inevitability of her coming diapering. The fact that she was in the middle of slowly but surely filling her training pants didn't help her confidence any.
It was only as Anna got to the end of her speech that Sierra noticed the box wasn't moving anymore. She must be wherever Anna wanted her, she realized, and she had been too busy pooping her pants to come up with the plan she had been supposed to be working on. A moment later, the lid opened and the box began to tip, earning another frenzied squeak from Sierra as her seat stopped pushing so firmly against her diaper, giving her bottom an excuse to expel the mush into it more quickly as she started to slide toward the opening that she could now see was pointed out the changing table.
Her first instinct was to go back to trying to stop her accident, but that was not only futile, it was bound to lose her the match. Instead, she stared down at the other contents of the box as they tumbled downward. Getting her feet beneath her to try to stop her own fall as much as she could, she shot basic spells at the toys as they fell out of the box. She didn't have the time, or likely even the magic energy, to animate them all specifically, she just made them shoot out in random directions, since she wasn't sure where Anna was standing. Before long, though, she lost her footing, and while she did manage to keep her grip on her wand, she went rolling down the side of the box, landing on the surface of the changing table on her full tummy, knocking the wind out of her and leaving her helpless to stop the final - at least for this round, since she could tell her body was definitely not done yet - huge rush of poo that action forced out of her, filling her Pull-Ups beneath her.