Tori approached the common room door with a sigh, was she really ready to risk any chance of developing her reputation for duelling just because of rumours?
Well, yes, yes she was. That was why she had the object in her hand. That was why she had dressed up in weird outfits and that was why she was sneaking around two hours before class time.
If her hunch was correct then she was sure the mystery dueller would be unable to resist passing up the challenge.
Another sigh escaped her lips as Tori thought again. If she was wrong then her reputation would be destroyed. If this challenge, this object fell into the wrong hands, she wouldn't be able to show her face in any common room in any house ever again.
But if she won it would be worth it. Olivia had been conquered by this mystery blonde witch and once Tori beat her...
But if she lost....no she wouldn't think like that. So Tori flicked one of her long black pig tails behind her ear and carefully listened against the door of the common room.
Nothing until she cast a quick listening charm. Then she could hear the faint rustling of somebody darting about as quietly as they could in a crinkling night diaper.
That brought a smile to her face. Tori had been mean, as soon as she had heard how Olivia had been diapered after she was beaten, Tori had intercepted a delivery coming into Ilvermorny. She had cast a tracking spell on the night time protection and then a spell to make them much crinklier.
Now she was outside the common room and from her spell she had seen this girl rush up every morning to quickly change and then rush back into bed before "waking up" with everybody else.
And it HAD to be her. Because she wasn't coming from the first, second or third year bedrooms.
Tori nodded at the still closed, still wooden and still definitely unable to nod back locked common room door.
If she could cast this spell correctly then her message would hopefully get to her potential rival.
Tori looked at the object in her hand. It looked mostly like a yellow pacifier, well she was a Hufflepuff, with a black ribbon. But she had enchanted the teat of the pacifier to glow like a prophecy record.
To view the record the person had to put the pacifier into their mouth. And once they started sucking they would see the message.
Tori would be standing right in front of them. And this Prophecy-Tori would start in her school uniform and offer them the challenge to a duel. But as she was speaking her clothes would change into a diaper, shirt and bonnet. The stakes would be named and Prophecy-Tori would look down and confidently tell her prospective challenger that theses clothes weren't for her.
And with a snap of her fingers, the illusion charm was great for this, her clothes would change again, this time into a flowing ball gown. Prophecy-Tori would start to grow, until she towered over the person sucking on the pacifier and she would drop the diaper and bonnet towards the challenger.
Prophecy-Tori would then smirk and claim that her challenger would definitely need them and suit them, because after all they were still sucking on a pacifier.
Then for the last dramatic flourish the illusion charm would cause playpen bars to zoom up around the challenger locking closed with a loud clang.
Tori stood still holding onto the challenge pacifier. She was sure the image would haunt her would be challenger so much that she wouldn't be able to resist the duel.
So withdrawing her wand she tapped the painting of the common room and awoke the ghost.
"Please give this to the girl who is walking about just now..." She said smiling her brightest smile at the figure and blinking with her big icy blue eyes. "I'm sure she can't wait to try it on."
The ghost accepted the "gift" with a strange shrug and Tori turned and scurried back to her own bed to eagerly await the girls decision.
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Sierra winced as she crept her way through the halls, the sound of her Goodnites crackling like thunder around her waist. She wasn't sure what was going on with this latest pack, but for some reason they seemed far louder than usual. Of course, they always seemed quite loud to her, as she worried that someone would spot her in them and hear them, and put two and two together, but this time it seemed far worse than ever before, even though she knew she should be getting used to it by now - as much as she hated that thought. Still, her time under Anna's "care" had left her needing them more often than not, and they were better than a wet mattress.
She wasn't a morning person at all, but she was starting to get used to them now, as she forced herself to get up just early enough to be sure to avoid anyone else. It was a bit odd, seeing the bathroom so empty - in a dorm full of teenaged girls, it was indeed a rare sight - but there was something soothing about it. Part of her thought that, once she had gotten over this little nighttime problem, she might continue doing it... The rest of her was just looking forward to sleeping in, however.
It was hard to ever be truly alone at Ilvermorny, something she clearly needed a reminder of, as she began stripping out of her pajamas before she'd even made it to a stall, thinking that she could squeeze in a few more minutes of sleep if she hurried. It had been a rough night, apparently, and her Goodnite sagged rather heavily as she pulled her sleep shorts down, right as the ghost slid its way into the room. She let out a squeak, yanking her pajamas back into place, her heart thumping. Even after all this time, she still wasn't entirely used to ghosts, even when she was expecting to see them. Her cheeks turned bright red as the ghost held out a glowing pacifier to her, sure that it was a comment on her extra-loud "protection".
"Very funny," she scowled, turning and heading into a stall. When she turned to close the door, the ghost was right behind her, startling her yet again.
"This is for you," the ghost informed her.
"I am not a baby!" Sierra told it, annoyed. "I'm not even wearing diapers! It's just a Goodnite! Lots of people have trouble at night, it's no reason to..."
"It's a gift from another girl," the ghost clarified, looking slightly amused, especially as Sierra, intrigued now, and sheepish, took the pacifier, allowing it to fade away back out of the room.
What in the world was it? Her first thought was that it was from Olivia, or maybe Anna, but after she'd beaten the former, and gotten the latter in trouble with the Headmistress, it seemed a bit unlikely. So who else? She fidgeted in place, wondering if somebody else had noticed her nighttime attire after all, despite how careful she usually was. It was a little strange that they weren't taking any kind of credit for their work, she thought, and that they hadn't bothered to deliver it in person. Was it some kind of blackmail? But there hadn't been any demands, either...
She looked it over, intrigued by the glow. What could that mean? It seemed like an odd thing to add for no real reason, but even after shaking it, no words appeared. She hadn't brought her wand with her to test it with that, and she didn't really want to go back to her room before figuring this out, in case it caused some kind of alarm or something. She saw no other sign of any message.... But, then, there was one more thing that could be done with a pacifier. Blushing she lifted the pacifier to her mouth, feeling rather ridiculous as she popped it inside. She began to suck on it with barely a second thought, her subconscious taking over, and, to her continued surprise, causing another girl to appear in front of her.
The black haired girl looked slightly familiar, her tie tipping Sierra off that it was because they were from the same house, so Sierra had probably seen her around the common room. Sierra expected the girl to make some kind of demand to keep from telling everyone about her bedwetting, but, instead, she came right out and asked for a duel. Sierra couldn't help but chuckle at that, still feeling quite confident in her skills after her last fight with Olivia, especially as she saw the girl's clothes morphing in front of her, turning into a thick diaper and bonnet, leaving Sierra to wonder if somehow the point of her duels had somehow gotten muddled through the school grapevine. Or was this girl trying to lull her into a false sense of security?
She had to admit that she did feel a little shiver as the message looked at her and told her that the outfit wasn't intended for her, and suddenly she began to worry if this was some sort of trap. Fortunately, when she tossed the diaper and bonnet to the floor, they stayed there, even as the girl began to grow, her clothes becoming far more elegant and sophisticated, especially when compared to Sierra, standing there in her PJs, complete with soaked Goodnite, still sucking on the pacifier, blushing as the message called her out as saying that meant she was destined for that diaper. That was just because she'd had to do it to get the message! Or that was what she tried to tell herself anyway, even though she knew she'd started to suck before she'd had any idea that was how to activate it.
As she was busy being offended by that, however, bars began to spring up out of the floor around her. Her eyes widened as she looked around her, quickly capturing her in the middle. Even though she knew it was an illusion by this point, it was still startling enough to make her stumble backwards, falling on her squishy undergarment - and, even more humiliatingly, feeling her bladder start to let go again at the impact - leaving her helplessly wetting herself as she stared upwards, seeing the playpen lock her inside itself. She groaned as she felt the wetness begin to spread outwards, away from her Goodnite, and she realized she was leaking. Angrily, she pulled the pacifier out of her mouth and got to her feet, blushing as the sight of the puddle beneath her, before examining her clothes to see the damage.
Sure enough, her shorts were soaked, but unfortunately there was a wet spot on her nightshirt as well. She had brought along a pair of panties to change into, but that was it. Either she'd have to run back to her room in pajamas that were clearly wet, hoping the message hadn't taken up so much time that there might be others awake now, or in just her underwear, holding them. She didn't like either option, but the longer she waited, the more chance there was of her getting caught. In the end, she decided to just take off the shorts, since the wet spot on her shirt wasn't quite as noticeable. Even though the shirt was short enough to quite clearly show off her somewhat embarrassing panties - rimmed in white, with a picture of a kitten and the word 'Sunday' printed on them, not even the correct day - she thought that was her least humiliating option. She kept the pacifier, too, determined now to shove the thing into the mouth of the girl who had done this to her and make her pay.
The whole ordeal took up far more time than she would have liked, and as she dashed down the halls back to her room, she heard a dorm door open behind her. She didn't let herself stop or look back, but she was sure she could hear a giggle, and she couldn't help but worry that it was directed at her. She quickly shoved the shorts into the laundry chute as soon as she was in her room, washing her hands and setting right to getting dressed, tossing her nightshirt into the laundry as well. There would be no more sleeping for her that night, clearly. She slipped the pacifier into her pocket as she got into her uniform and began making her plans.
It was easy enough to find her challenger, knowing that she was in the same House. She spotted her during lunch, and quickly got her name, then got one of her friends to tell her the girl's class schedule for the rest of the day. Fortunately, her last class was quite close to Sierra's, which gave her plenty of time to get to the hall outside it and wait for the girl to emerge. "I think you dropped something," she told her, flashing the pacifier quickly. Seeing the girl in person, she was positive it was the same one from the message, though she still felt a little nervous pulling the pacifier out in public. "Don't worry, I'll be giving it back to you," she said, trying to sound as threatening as she could. "Whenever you're ready."
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Tori had watched the blonde girl staring at her over lunch, feeling the girl's eyes following her almost every movement as she had laughed with her friends around the great hall. This was good, this meant that not only had her message been received but also understood.
Her classes had dragged on so much for the rest of the day that Tori was in danger of squirming herself off of her seat by then of divinations. They had covered this before, and by a weird coincidence the Professor had kept talking about prophecies and spheres. That had almost caused Tori to giggle out loud as she wondered how long the little pipsqueak of a blonde girl, Sierra she had discovered her name was, had sat there chewing on the pacifier.
Containing the laugh Tori thought to her challenger, when she had been sitting at the great hall she had thought she had made a huge mistake. Believing at first that the short girl was probably some kind of duelling whizz-kid that had been advanced several years. Tori had laughed out loud when her friend had told her that she was actually almost a year older than her, despite Tori being four inches taller than her.
Kicking out her lithe legs Tori hooked them round her satchel, ready to leave this class when the bell rang. The throng of other witches and wizards were obviously of the same opinion and they fled the classroom with more energy than any of them had mustered during the class.
As she turned blonde little Sierra was standing there trying to look tough. Tori could only see her as a little toddler trying to talk herself big as she whipped out the pacifier. "Don't worry, I'll be giving it back to you," she said, trying to sound as threatening as she could. "Whenever you're ready."
No wonder everyone was so keen on putting her back in diapers, it would be the best way to show the indignant little tyke where she belonged. Tori laughed. "Don't be silly, Crinkly-Bottom, you keep it. And when you know where you want to lose just tap the guard and I'll come find you." This little Sierra had a very high opinion of herself for a girl who was still soaking her night time Huggies.
Tori wrinkled her nose and turned away, she was trying to sneakily flick her wand to activate the final charm she had cast on the pacifier's ribbon.
"But try and not lose it till we see each other next." She grinned and half turned and with a non-verbal spell tried to activate the ribbon.
Trying to look confident in herself and bored by the soon to be diapered short-ass behind her Tori tried to stride off hoping that the ribbons would activate and sneak up around Sierra's neck and tie themselves in a bow at the hardest to reach part of her back.
If however she was wrong or Sierra had found the charm the self same pacifier might be winging it's way around her neck and she would suffer the same fate.
But what either way it went, the duel was on!
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Despite trying to look as formidable as possible, Sierra couldn't help but blush as the girl called her "Crinkly-Bottom", confirming in her mind that she did, indeed, know exactly what kind of a duel she was looking for, and that Sierra was experienced with that sort of thing. That, or she'd found out about Sierra's recent bedwetting problem somehow. Either way, Sierra felt her cheeks flushing as she stared at her challenger.
That was nothing compared to what happened next. Sierra had just assumed the pacifier was a communications tool and nothing more, never considering that Tori might have added any other spells to it, so as the ribbon leaped into action beneath her fingers, she jumped in surprise, trying anxiously to stop it, only to feel it slide between her fingers, quickly tying itself behind her neck, giving her a new, and rather humiliating, necklace. She had been trying not to draw too much attention there in the hall, but that made it much more difficult, as it felt so obvious hanging there, especially as she reached blindly behind her back for it.
Of course, that was when the bell signalling the next class rang. She hurried down the halls, trying to get the pacifier off however she could. The ribbon had tied too tightly for her to just slip it off, and she didn't like the idea of using a cutting spell so close to her neck while moving, but even when she stopped to try it, it did no good, as the ribbon refused to split. It seemed she'd have no choice but to wear the thing to class, and maybe even until this duel was over.
Of course, that only encouraged her to get this over with all the quicker. She tried to slip the pacifier into her shirt as well as she could as she stepped into the classroom, hoping that the people she'd been passing on her way there had been in too much of a hurry to notice it around her neck as she walked by, and slunk to her seat. It was Magical History, which was not her best subject by any means, but as much as she knew she should pay attention, all she could think about was giving Tori what was obviously coming to her.
Part of her thought that she should retire the usual dueling room now that she'd gotten a good win in it, but in the end, that was where she wound up heading once she was done with classes for the day. For one, it was still there, already set up - though it was hard to tell exactly what the layout would be, since that seemed somewhat randomized whenever she went in - just waiting, which was quite convenient for her when she just wanted to teach some bratty upstart a lesson. It had everything she could need, and more. And she couldn't help but wonder if it was good luck, since she had won there... Of course, she'd also lost in the room a couple times, but last time it had been a victory!
Even so, there was something slightly eerie about the oversized nursery, its baby furniture looming threateningly over her. She'd always wondered if Anna had set some traps in there for her that she still hadn't set off... It seemed unlikely, since between her, Anna, and Olivia, they'd probably been over every inch of the place, but it was still enough to make her feel anxious as she looked around on her own, and enough to keep her from making a full survey of the current layout, not wanting to get herself trapped somehow before the duel had even begun.
She saw enough of the place to feel like she had a bit of an advantage over her opponent, though, then, with a determined smile, pressed the mouth guard of the pacifier. She slipped her hand into her cloak, hand on her wand as she waited, not wanting to take any chances when Tori appeared. She thought about hiding, but she wasn't sure how precise the location spell Tori seemed to have on the pacifier was, so it might have been futile, so instead she just stood there, trying to look as cool and confident as she could, and waited for the other girl to show up.
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Tori had been having a hard time removing the smirk from her face after her encounter with "Little Sierra" in the hallway. Her face had been priceless when the pacifier's ribbon came alive in her hands.
And that necklace had suited her so well. When she won Tori would have to insist that Sierra had a pacifier on her at all times. Maybe clipped to her robe just underneath the Ilvermorny school shield.
These thoughts were filling her head with over-confidence and it might have been a simple trick on Sierra's part. After all she had beaten Olivia in a straight up one on one duel. But after seeing how much like an errant toddler Tori was just having a hard time believing that had been anything other than dumb luck.
She was heading for the common room when a tiny swirling puff of a cloud floated towards her. Sierra had activated the location spell on the pacifier's mouth guard. Tori immediately wanted to rush straight to the location and start kicking the older girl back into the disposable underwear she deserved.
'However,' she grinned slyly. 'If I go straight there and she has set some sort of ambush...But if I wait, give her some time to get cranky and uncomfortable before I make my entrance...'
So Tori waited. The little puff of a cloud wasn't the most exact locating spell in the world in fact there were almost hundreds that did the job better but when she was trying to place them on the pacifier she was careful not to break the prophecy orb. And if truth be told Tori was much better with illusions than charms anyway.
But that didn't matter. So a full forty seven and a half minutes after Sierra had pressed the guard. Tori removed her wand and the tiny puff of a cloud settled on the end of it and lead her to the classroom.
Upon opening the door Tori tried only to project confidence as she saw Sierra standing there. However her jaw was practically agape as she saw the giant nursery furniture. The place was a pastel and pink nightmare of highchairs and dollhouses and toy boxes. As she moved to stand opposite Sierra and ready herself for the duel Tori caught sight of herself in the mirror on a crib's activity centre and she cursed herself for not removing her pigtails before she came here.
With a shake of her head, she looked down at her feet. Her school shoes were a lot cleaner and scuff free compared to Sierra's. And her school uniform was less crumpled. And as she raised her head to her full height she was already staring over the top of littler girl. With a nod to Sierra Tori tried to throw her opponent off of her game.
"Sorry I was doing important big girl homework." She said saccharinely to Sierra. "But at least you had lots of toys to play with whilst you waited for me!"
Drawing her wand slowly Tori waited for little Sierra to respond. As she saw her open her mouth Tori meanly fired off her first two spells of the duel.
The first was the Night Blanket spell. Tori figured that as Sierra was short and a bedwetter she clearly wasn't a fan of the night or the dark.
The Night Blanket spell, when cast correctly spread out from the wand and enveloped the opponent in dark so black that it actually absorbed light. Normal duelling spells would disappear so the caster might break concentration or even fail to cast them properly because of their was no magical trace for them.
The second was a spell that Tori hated but she hoped Sierra would find it worse. It was the Thunder Spell. Due to Tori being so excited about trying to start the duel early she had put too much emphasis on trying to make the thunder crack behind Sierra that her own ears were ringing.
She shook her head and stumbled slightly to one side and looked up to survey her handiwork.
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Sierra smirked as she readied herself, sure that Tori would be there any moment now to get this started. She felt a little nervous, but having beaten Olivia, she felt pretty sure that this girl wouldn't pose much of a threat. She probably should have done a little asking around, though, just to see what kind of magic she was strongest in, but research had never really been Sierra's strong suit.
After a few minutes, she let her guard down a little, and after a few more, she sat down on the edge of a giant block, starting to wonder if there had been some problem with the spell. She tapped on the pacifier again, but nothing seemed to happen. Had this all just been a joke after all?
Sierra considered leaving, but she knew it was possible that Tori was talking to a teacher or something, so she couldn't get away, but it still annoyed her. You would have thought the girl would mention something like that! With as long as this was taking, Sierra really might have tried to find some of Tori's classmates to see what they had to say about her!
So, boredly, she began to idly toss her wand into the air, watching it spin before she caught it - or didn't, which seemed the more common outcome after a little while of doing it. It might have been good to get a little practice in, but she didn't want to tire herself out... Or to look like she was worried enough to need practice if Tori should show up while she was in the middle of it.
The block was hardly the most comfortable seat, so eventually she hopped down off of it and began to pace. She didn't want to have to climb into the huge rocking chair not far away, and there was no way she was going to try out the rocking horse, either. There was a somewhat smaller table and chairs set up for a tea party, complete with stuffed animals "hosting" it, but that seemed like a bit of a risky proposition as well, so she just stayed on her feet.
Finally, after what seemed like ages, the door opened and Tori stepped through. Sierra felt a small sense of satisfaction at the girl's obvious surprise, even though it wasn't as if she had made this place or anything. If she had been feeling a little more sinister, she might have attacked while Tori was still taking in the place, but she didn't want to give the girl any reason to say that she had cheated. Though that hadn't stopped her from doing a few little traps here and there.
Sierra's cheeks turned pink at the girl's words. She supposed she should have expected them... She was sure to Tori, it might seem rather strange that Sierra just happened to have a giant nursery to use for these duels, and now saying that it hadn't been her that had made the room would probably sound a little overly defensive. "I-I'll have plenty of time to do my homework once I'm done with you! This shouldn't take long!" she started to shoot back lamely.
She was almost glad that it got interrupted. It had been the best she could think of, though she knew it was hardly intimidating. She stopped talking immediately as darkness fell over her, making her think at first that she had gone blind. She started to throw a spell back in response to give her a moment to figure out what had happened, one that would send Tori back into the arms of a giant teddy she had helpfully positioned herself right in front of that Sierra had enchanted to give a nice, snug bear hug to whoever happened to find their way into his reach.
She wasn't sure if the spell ever made it all the way out of her mouth, however, as a huge boom echoed through the room, swallowing up her words. In shock, she let out a squeak, and a little spurt of pee; worst of all, however, she dropped her wand. Cursing, she turned, bending over, trying to find it, but in the darkness, she wasn't sure where it might have bounced off to... And, to make matters worse, now that she'd moved, she had no idea how exactly to get back to where she had started, or which direction Tori would be in if she could find her wand.
She could only hope that her own spell had finished, and managed to hit her opponent in just the right way to keep her distracted with the teddy bear for a couple minutes as she began blindly pawing around on the floor searching for her wand, trying to figure out how she could have possibly gotten off to such a bad start. This didn't bode well...
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Tori shook her head again to try and clear the ringing sound from the thunder she had cast. Ready to gloat she had looked back to the inky black blanket that little Sierra was stuck in when the spell pushed its way out and caught her in the shoulder.
The spell was more of a surprise than anything actually duel worthy, Tori thought, and as she opened her mouth to say as much she found her whole body being pulled into a fuzzy embrace by a giant teddy bear. "The little witch had set traps..." Tori tried to say. But as the strong arms pulled her head against it's chest she bit her tongue slightly causing an embarrassing lisp around her 'S's'.
Fuming Tori struggled to work some separation from the actual bear hug, if she had been facing where Sierra had been standing she would have at least been facing away from the bear. Like this though, she could either cut her way out or try something clever.
Unfortunately her spell to force the bear's arms to split apart failed thanks to her brand new little girl lisp. And the arms were hugging her in different places so instead she focussed on the bear's back and used a tightening spell on the fur on it's back.
As the bear's back and shoulders began to slowly shrink it would force it's arms apart but it would take time. She needed something else to slow down Sierra.
'This is why she beat Olivia...' Tori thought doubting her own abilities a little. 'She punches above her weight...' Tori reasoned with her own brain before a lightning rod of an idea hit.
Her wand could still find Sierra easily, the tracking spell was still on the pacifier, and yes it might cause it to glow, but surely this was worth it.
Tori felt the arms of the bear give at the shoulders allowing her to turn just so much of a little as to give her an easier shot. Tori turned and sent a mass increasing spell at the black blanket where Sierra was.
It would splash against the clothing it hit and increase it to over 80 kilograms well more than Sierra weighed Tori knew. Sierra would then be forced to the floor and by that time Tori would be free.
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Sierra was starting to get frustrated as she stumbled around the darkness. There was no way she was going to win this fight if she couldn't find her wand, and she knew it had to be there somewhere, but she just couldn't find the damn thing!
She didn't like the idea of staying there for too long, since she didn't even know for sure if Tori had been captured by her teddy trap, but leaving was an even worse idea. She wasn't sure if the darkness was centered on her, or on the spot she was standing, but neither would be helpful. If it was the former, she'd have no clue where she was until she could dispel it, and if it was the latter, she'd still have to go back into it to get her wand back. And the waiting, wondering if Tori was planning something else, was making her feel very anxious.
Just as she was about to give up, the area began to light up, just slightly, just enough to allow her to see the wand, lying a few feet in front of her. Sure this must mean the spell was wearing off - and she was going to need to get armed and moving before it fully dissipated - she grabbed the wand, only then noticing where that light was coming from.
In that split second, she felt herself being forced to the floor, the breath being pushed from her lungs at the sudden weight now all around her. Was something sitting on her? Was it that stupid Tori? She tried to lift her wand, glad she now had it so she could push the girl off of her, only to realize that she couldn't lift her arm, that her robe was somehow the thing holding her down.
Desperately, she tried to get to her feet, but her clothes were far too heavy for her, pushing her down to the ground. If she had been standing, she thought, maybe she could have managed to disrobe before the spell had set in, if she'd realized what was happening, but since she'd been on her hands and knees, searching, there had been little she could do to keep the weight from trapping her there.
She managed to wriggle her hand a little further out of her sleeve, giving it a little more room to move, though not enough to do anything too complicated. Dispelling the darkness spell, or the one on her clothes, was out of the question. She now had absolutely no clue which direction she was pointed, or where Tori might be in relation to her. The only thing she could do, for the moment, was hopefully help keep her opponent from casting anything else on her as easily.
Clearly, the pacifier had been involved in that last spell in some way, and it made sense that it would have been what Tori used to target her, since it had a location spell on it that had led the girl here. It had been rather stupid of Sierra not to think of that before, but now that she had pieced it all together, there was no way she was just going to keep the thing on. She managed to point her wand at the thing, and with a faint spell, sent it flying away from her out of the darkness. Her best hope was that Tori would hear it land without seeing it, and would go investigate the noise, and she kept her wand pointed in the same direction just in case, while she began struggling to drag her other hand to the robe's clasp, wanting to get it undone so that hopefully she could escape at least that layer of clothes.
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Tori fumed as she struggled to get out of the furry embrace of the giant teddy bear. Her spell was working but too slowly for her. Finally, the paws split apart and she was able to slide out of it's grasp.
Spinning she tried to make her dismount from the bear hug look glamorous but nothing but button eyes on stuffed animals were actually watching her.
'Or so she wants me to think!' Tori thought triumphantly as she saw the wisp of the tip of her wand was now pointing out of the night blanket and was instead pointing between the monolithic changing table and an equally as giant rocking horse.
Moving between the two Tori stopped when she saw an enlarged infant's activity centre.
'This has to be a trap' She thought staring at the arch of lights and sounds. 'Probably something to do with the dangling straps to bat at and the flashing lights to blind me'
Well Tori wasn't going to fall for that.
"I wonder where little Sierra has gone?" She tried to say confidently although due to her little girl lisp Sierra was now Thierra when Tori spoke. She cursed herself for saying that again.
But then as she was turning to walk round the shiny plastic mat the activity centre was placed on Tori saw the perfect tool to help her.
It was an oversized pastel yellow potty. Tori smiled. "Uh oh, the potty monster is coming to get you." She said. "But don't worry once you are back in your diapers he will leave you alone!"
Tori then ducked beside the centre, being careful not to get too close to it, and waited to see if a volley of spells were ready to come from her quarry. When none came she was almost disappointed, but clearly little Sierra was trying to lure her into that trap.
Tori sighed, for this to work she would have to use her best charms skills. 'Fine' she thought. 'I know how to do this properly.' She let the night blanket spell start to evaporate behind her, after all casting this many spells on top of each other would just tire her out and there was no need to give the blonde witch any sort of advantage.
Levitating the potty up to her chest height Tori flipped it onto it's side and made the seat the monster's mouth. Giving it a gnashing set of teeth inside that Tori used some of her favourite illusion spells to complete her creation. Two frowning black eyes appeared on top of the potty and it sprouted long, gangly, furry, yellow and pink spotted arms and legs.
Using a spell to seek out Sierra's panties and eat them Tori moved her new monster to the mat. "He's coming to get you!" She yelled out.
Tori sent the Potty Monster forward with a smirk and the creation took one step forward before turning immediately and it accelerated at Tori!
She had no choice but to fling herself to the floor as the monster turned and started rushing at the dissipating night blanket.
"No!" Tori said realising she had been tricked by her overconfidence. "No!" She spat again, realising that her fall had been nicely broken by the thick cushioned mat she landed on.
The one that was under the activity centre.
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Sierra's strengths had never resided in anything physical, so wriggling her way out of the incredibly heavy clothes was quite slow going, wearing her out much more quickly than she would have liked. She gulped as she heard Tori's voice coming from closer than where the bear was, knowing that meant the girl was free, whether she'd ever been caught by the bear or not.
Her only hope was that Tori couldn't see through this darkness either, and it would provide her enough cover so that she could get undressed and move freely again, preferably after using a spell to undo whatever Tori had done to her outfit, so she could get dressed again.
It was only then that she noticed a little light was now breaking through that darkness. The spell was wearing off! Cursing to herself, she redoubled her efforts, managing to roll out of the robe at last, not that it did much good, since the spell had also hit the rest of her uniform. Luckily, she was wearing a short sleeved shirt, which made it a little easier to lift her arm, though she still didn't have her full range of movement yet.
She laid there on her back for a moment or two, light slowly returning to her. She sat up slightly wanting to see what was going on, just in time to see Tori fall back onto the activity center. Sierra smiled at the sight, watching as her trap activated. The toys on the straps began to multiply and grow, shooting down at the mat all around Tori, forming a cage, the lights beginning to blink and let out a shrill shriek as an alarm to let Sierra know that she had caught her prey. Of course, she couldn't exactly do much about that at the moment, but hopefully Tori would be caught off guard enough that it wouldn't matter. Even better, if Tori tried to break free of the soft bars with her arms and legs, rather than her magic, whichever strap she hit would then wrap itself around that extremity, making it even harder to escape. Ideally, she'd just flail around and get all four of her limbs caught, getting herself pinned down spread eagle and ready for a diaper.
It was right about then, as she gloated over yet another of her tricks working, that she saw something racing towards herself. She let out a squeak and a quick Stupefy spell, luckily hitting this other object right as it leapt at her, knocking it backwards end over end. She didn't have time right then to see what it was, but she recalled Tori yelling something and blushed as she realized this must be the 'Potty Monster'. She wasn't sure what Tori intended for it to do, but she knew she didn't want to have to rely on being able to hit it when she could only reliably use half of her arm. She doubted Stupefy would do much to stun the thing, either, since it was made out of plastic, and it was probably getting ready to charge at her again.
Cursing quietly, she turned the wand at herself, carefully using a cutting spell right down the middle of her clothes, allowing her to just stand up and out of them. She could mend them once the duel was done - not well, probably, but good enough to get back to her room - and she didn't have time to waste. She felt rather silly standing there in her bra and panties - the former pink with a little bow in the center, the latter decorated with a kitten and the word 'Sunday', neither looking like much more than a tiny step away from the 'training' variety of their respective garment - but she felt much better now that she could move freely, and blasting the Potty Monster backwards again was far easier this time.
She turned back to the activity center, quickly levitating it up and onto the top of the huge changing table. She tried to glance between the bars to make sure Tori was still inside, but before she could tell for sure, she had to look away again as a yellow streak came flying at her. She turned away from the floating activity center, surprised at how quickly the potty had recovered this time, only to feel furry arms wrap around her leg. "Ew!" she yelled instinctively at the feeling, trying to kick the thing off, then shooting a stunning spell at it.
The thing was faster than it looked, however, quickly scrambling further up her body, leaving her spell to slam against her leg instead. With a gasp, she crumpled to the floor, right into the open mouth of the monster. She gasped as she felt it moving beneath her, the dampness from its mouth quickly soaking through her panties. She tried to stand, but her leg felt as if it were asleep, covered in pins and needles, and wouldn't respond. "Go away!" she squealed as the monsters arms wrapped around her legs, holding her tighter against itself. For a moment or two, she struggled uselessly against it, before finally realizing she could simply use an untransfiguration spell on it, which was quite simple since it was right beneath her.
Thankfully, it worked, and she felt the movement beneath her stop. It even felt like her panties had mostly survived, though she had no doubt there were some holes in them now. Fixing her leg would take a little bit more attention, though, and since she didn't know for sure if Tori was still captured, to be safe, she threw herself off of the potty, wanting to get away from it, and began to crawl behind the rocking horse to try to hide while she tended to it, knowing that, in the very least, there was no way she could climb up onto the changing table with it stunned.
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Tori's second yelp of 'no' could barely be heard above the noise of the activity centre as it sprung to life signalling just how careless the black haired girl had been.
Thick cloth bars shot down from the activity centre making a cage all around her and as Tori rolled onto her back her ankle kicked against one of the straps. Suddenly it was alive and snaring itself around her ankle.
Sitting up she grabbed at her foot and found another strap speeding it's way to her wrist. Instincitvely Tori rolled back onto her back but it was to no avail as she had effectively tied one arm and one leg in a matter of seconds.
Lying still for just a second she waited to see how this trap was going to progress and then, woof, they tightened and lifted her slightly. There was no way she was letting that little blonde waif string her up for a diaper!
Thinking quickly Tori readied a cutting spell. She wasn't sure how accurate she'd have to be. After all the straps didn't look that thick but as she readied to cast the whole contraption started to lift from the mat.
She was being levitated towards the changing table.
"No way!" She frowned trying to sound confident over the din. And with a swish of her wand she sliced through the strap holding her wrist.
This would have been the sensible thing to do had she still been on the floor but in her haste Tori hadn't reasoned with not having a hard surface to lie back on. She dropped head first and dangled upside down in the cage, the strap around her ankle holding her tight.
Now squirming like a worm on a hook Tori swung on a pendulum as the cage approached the changing table. No doubt a sticking spell or something equally 'clever' to hold her in place but she wanted none of it. Using a wide slash of a cutting spell Tori landed with a bump beside a confetti of torn straps from the activity centre.
Shaking her head again to try and clear it Tori looked around for any sight of Sierra. How could she keep disappearing?
That was when she spotted it. The potty was lying beside some ruined clothes and a rocking horse. Well if little miss Sierra liked using traps so much, perhaps she'd like a ride on the rocking horsie!
Tori shook her head as she stood up. No, she had been overconfident before. Sierra was showing a lot more resilience that she had given her credit for. And stupidly Tori had probably given her enough time to booby trap everything in the nursery. She needed to change the duel back in her favour.
Looking at the horse Tori cast a spell on it's reins, much like the one Sierra had used on the activity centre's straps. These would reach out and try and ensnare her wrists and drag her onto the seat.
Due to the embarrassment of being partially strung up Tori then added a further spell to the seat. If Sierra was pulled onto it she would find what was left of her panties being smeared in diaper rash cream that would be oozing out from the rocking horse's saddle.
Tori then stood shakily and half stumbled beside the block that Sierra had been sitting on when she had first come in. All this spell casting was starting to give her a little bit of a headache and she just wanted a minute to recover.
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Sierra swallowed a gasp as she heard Tori's voice from the other side of the rocking horse, making her slide a little closer to it, halting her own attempts at tending to her leg. She wasn't ready to get back into the battle just yet! She had really been hoping that the activity center would keep the girl occupied just a little longer!
She started to peek around the horse to try to see what her opponent was doing, quickly ducking back into place as she saw Tori was looking in her direction. She tried to listen to the girl's spells, but she couldn't entirely make out the words, or piece the parts she could understand together. It didn't seem like Tori knew she was there, though, so maybe she would be all right for a moment... But trying to cast a spell herself was likely to cause Tori to hear her as well, and lose any advantage she might have.
After a few moments, Tori turned and retreated over to an oversized block. Sierra smiled; it was far enough away that she thought she could get away with casting, as long as she was extra quiet about it. There were plenty of other blocks scattered around the room, as if a giant toddler had strewn them around after tiring of them. They all seemed to be made of the same material, which made it rather easy for her to use a magnet spell on the one under Tori, attracting the rest to it, making them construct a box around the girl out of themselves, another trap to distract her while Sierra finally un-stunned herself. On their own, the blocks probably wouldn't do the best job, but as long as she was watching, she could direct them a little better, make sure they filled in any holes they tried to leave open, straighten up the walls...
Right about then, she felt something around her hand. With a squeak, she tried to pull away, subconsciously sure it was a snake of some sort, despite how little sense she knew that made. Before she could even look down at herself, she felt the thing looping around the wrist of her open hand. She started to raise her wand to blast it away, only to feel something slithering around it as well, and, before she knew it, she was being pulled into the air and over the rocking horse's saddle.
By the time she realized that the things attached to her arms were the reins, they had pulled her hands together, winding around them over and over, her wand trapped between them. Any thoughts she might have of using it - clumsy as she might have been at it if she'd tried - right away were quickly dispatched as the reins pulled her hands tight against the horse's head, holding them there securely.
Sierra squirmed in place, wrinkling her nose as she felt something cool and thick seeming to gush forth from underneath her backside, quickly soaking through her tattered underwear. She tried to wriggle away from it, but the reins were pulling her forward, as if she were a jockey in the middle of a race. She wasn't sure what the stuff was, or what it did, but for the moment, at least, it seemed like there was no escape for her.