She knew right away that something was wrong as she felt the unfortunately familiar sensation of the room around her getting bigger. She looked down in shock, seeing her nightshirt slowly move further and further down her legs as she shrank beneath it. For a moment, it completely covered her shorts, but it didn't take long before those started to slide down as well, falling to her ankles with a plop, her diaper inside of them.

"No fair!" she couldn't stop herself from whining. How could this happen to her?! She'd almost screwed herself, but she'd fixed the spell! Hadn't she?

She turned the wand back on herself, preparing to try and reverse the damage only to have it tugged out of her hand. She turned in shock to find a sleepy looking Madison there, now a bit taller than her, while Sierra could heard the other girls starting to stir behind her, likely woken up by her outburst. "Give it back!" she demanded urgently, not wanting the other girls to see her like this.

Madison shook her head. "Nuh-uh! You always told me this was for big girls, and now I'm bigger than you, so I should keep it!"

"You know that's not what I meant!" Sierra frowned. "I'm older than you, and you know it! At least use it to make me the right size again!"

"Uh-oh, did somebody have an accident?"

Sierra froze as she heard the words. She could feel somebody tugging at the clothing at her feet and knew it could have just been because of the damp diaper there, but she had a bad feeling that they'd been said for another reason. Sure enough, a split second later, despite how hard she tried to hold it back, she felt a warm wetness begin to flow down her legs. Sierra turned back towards the bunk beds just in time for Zoe to grab her nightshirt and hold it up, showing off her ongoing accident to Madison and the other slowly waking girls.

"Sierra!" Madison scolded. "It's a good thing I got this wand back! Having an accident during the day is definitely not a big girl thing to do!"

"I guess that's why she had these diapers," Zoe observed, poking at the one on the floor with her toe. "I don't think they'd fit her anymore, though."

Sierra caught the quick blush that flashed across Madison's face before the girl waved the wand around. "There, I think that fixed it!" she declared before using a burst of actual magic to open the drawer Sierra's clothes were in. Zoe grabbed Sierra's wrist, yanking her over to the drawer and kneeling down, digging through the contents until she found the stack of diapers.

"These look perfect!" Zoe announced, grabbing one and the diaper change kit. "I'll go take care of her!" Before anyone else could say anything, Zoe had dragged the now smaller girl into the bathroom, slamming the door shut behind her.

Sierra gulped, looking up at the girl. She was still eight years old, but now that Sierra was smaller than her she still looked quite intimidating. Her only hope was that Zoe saying the trigger words for the hypnosis that made Sierra incontinent had been a coincidence.

"What did you let that girl do to me?" Zoe growled.

"Th-that wasn't my fault!" Sierra protested. "You saw it, she put me to sleep!"

"Not her," Zoe shook her head. "That other girl. The black haired one."

Sierra furrowed her brow in confusion. "Abby? What did..?"

"No!" Zoe snapped. "Stop playing games with me, or I'll make sure you need these for the rest of the week!" She shoved the diaper at Sierra threateningly. "The girl who did this to me!" She gestured at herself, making Sierra finally certain that Zoe had gotten her memory back. Did the other two as well? Had her own spell trying to reverse what Madison had done instead undo part of her own spell? Or, at least, what she had thought was her own spell.

Sierra felt even more confused. "But I thought that..." She stopped herself, not thinking that saying she had done it would put Zoe into any better of a mood.

She wasn't sure what else to say, either, and after a moment of silence Zoe appeared to be done waiting. "Fine then!" she huffed, grabbing Sierra and yanking off her sleepshirt, dropping it to the floor and pushing Sierra down on top of it.

"Zoe, no!" Sierra whimpered, trying to fight back as Zoe slid the diaper under her. As an adult, Zoe had done this plenty of times, but Sierra had taken care of Zoe as a kid for a little while now. Even knowing that she had her old mind back, it was hard not to think of her as a child when she still looked like one. It made what was happening even more humiliating. "Stop this!" she demanded, trying to squirm away. The size difference wasn't nearly as much as it was when they were both normal size, so maybe she could resist.

"Stay still!" Zoe ordered. "Or do I need to tell you to be a good baby?"

Sierra froze. While the incontinence trigger was pretty bad, if Zoe remembered that she surely remembered the other ones as well. She could, at will, keep Sierra from being able to hold onto anything, make her unable to walk or talk, or, as she was threatening now, make her unable to resist doing whatever Zoe told her to do. None of those sounded like fun to Sierra so she stayed still as Zoe wiped her lower half clean, powdered her up, then taped her securely into the diaper.

"Now then," Zoe said, patting the front of Sierra's diaper. "You are going to go out there, get the wand, and then change all of us back, aren't you?"

"I-I would, but I don't know how!" Sierra gulped, squirming on her back as she looked up at Zoe. "I've tried, I promise!"

Zoe glared down at her, but before she could do anything else there was a knock at the bathroom door. "Are you done yet? I need to go!" Madison exclaimed. Zoe grabbed Sierra and pulled her to her feet, dragging her across the bathroom in just her diaper to open the door.

Madison hurried into the bathroom past them, leaving Sierra in the bedroom with the three women that she, or so she'd been assuming for the past few weeks, had regressed into children. They were dressed in their camp uniforms, but she could tell from their expressions that they weren't very happy about their situation.

"You remember, too?" Laura asked Zoe, who just nodded.

"She isn't going to help us," Zoe said, pushing Sierra ahead of herself a little, letting the other three girls surround her.

"I don't know how!" Sierra protested. "I don't even have my wand, anyway!"

"Maybe Madison can help us," Abby suggested. "It seems like she's better with that thing than Sierra ever was anyway. Did you make her into a kid, too?"

"No!" Sierra shook her head. "She really is one! She doesn't really know what she's doing, either. You should help me get the wand away from her, it's dangerous!"

"Well, you already said you can't help us," Zoe reminded her. "So you can't do us any good even if you do have it. So why don't you just pipe down? Goo-goo, ga-ga, baby girl."

Sierra gasped, clamping a hand to her mouth. That was another trigger, the one that made her incapable of talking in anything more than baby babble. She tried to register her displeasure out of habit, but all she could say was, "Bahboo goo!"

"Sit down and wet your diaper, the grown-ups are talking," Abby said, pushing Sierra back onto Laura's bunk. "It really did seem like Madison didn't know what was going on when we were talking before," she told Zoe, who had gone to her drawer and was starting to get dressed. "Do you think if we told her the truth, she'd try to help us out?"

"I don't know, she might be kind of weirded out if she suddenly found out we were adults all along," Laura interjected. "And we don't know for sure if she can help anyway. Maybe we should just wait this out until we can go back home, then find the witch who did this."

"Hmm, maybe," Abby said. Before she could continue, Madison came back out of the bathroom, killing off their conversation.

"Come on, Sierra, you hafta get ready!" she urged. "It's almost breakfast time and you're the only one out of uniform!"

Sierra started to open her mouth, only to remember that she couldn't talk. Fortunately, Laura seemed to know what she was going to say. "Her uniform won't fit now!"

"She can borrow one of mine!" Madison suggested, bending down to get one. Sierra paled at the thought. The thought of going outside the cabin looking like she did now, and in a diaper, but if she was in uniform she would really look like any other camper!

"I don't know," Zoe gave Sierra a wicked smile. "She is the counselor, after all. She should wear her own uniform." Sierra's drawer was already open from where she'd gotten out the diaper, and Zoe grabbed one of the t-shirts. At first glance, it looked almost exactly like the ones the girls were wearing, but bigger, except for the small "Counselor" graphic near the bottom. Of course, when Zoe pulled it over Sierra's head, it fit more like a dress than a shirt, although Sierra supposed she should be thankful, since it covered the diaper.

"I don't think her shorts or pants will fit," Madison pointed out.

"Oh, she'll be fine!" Abby told her. "She just needs to borrow some shoes and she'll be fine!" Abby took the offered pair of sandals and slipped them onto Sierra's feet before pulling her off the bed, patting her on the padded bottom. "Let's go get some breakfast before they run out of pancakes!"

She grabbed Sierra's hand and they all took off, Sierra having no choice but to awkwardly run along behind them, hoping her shirt wasn't flying up too far as she moved. She was already feeling incredibly nervous, even before she was dragged into the dining hall.

As soon as she saw all the other people, she knew she was in trouble. Just seeing all the campers there without a counselor was certain to draw attention, and sure enough they had barely gotten into line before one of the counselors, Violet, stood up from her table and walked over to her.

"Well, hi there," she smiled down at Sierra, kneeling down next to her. "I'm sorry, but I just can't remember your name, though you look familiar! My name is Violet!"

Sierra opened her mouth, then remembered the hypnosis. She wasn't sure what she'd have said her name was, since Sierra might have reminded Violet why she looked so familiar, and she didn't have a fake name prepared, but it didn't matter since she couldn't talk. She sidled up closer to Abby, hoping she might answer for her, realizing now how much like a bashful little kid this was going to make her look, being unable to say anything by herself.

"Hey, it's all right," Violet said gently. "I'm a counselor, I'm here to help you out! I just noticed that somebody's mommy seemed to have ordered her shirts a little too big! You should have your counselor talk to Christy, I'm sure she can straighten that out! But until then, how about I just tie up the bottom for you?"

Sierra's eyes widened as the teenager reached for the bottom of her shirt, pulling it away at the last second. Clearly, Violet assumed she had on her uniform shorts underneath, but since she didn't it would only take one tug upwards to fully reveal her diaper! Not to mention that her spending too much time looking at the bottom of the shirt might cause her to notice that it was meant for another counselor.

"It's okay," Violet told her, thankfully backing off. "I know it can be scary to be away from home. You can wear your shirt like that if you want!"

Sierra just nodded dumbly, glad when the line moved and Abby pulled her forward, away from her fellow counselor. Without the ability to speak, she obviously had to rely on the other girls to get her food as well, and she was annoyed, but not surprised, when she was handed a big bowl of oatmeal and a tall glass of apple juice. She half expected Zoe to bust out another one of her hypnotic triggers as they made their way across the cafeteria to make Sierra drop her tray, but thankfully she didn't do that.

Sierra sat in her chair with squish, instantly bringing a blush to her face as she realized she was already wet. Chances were pretty good that, unless Zoe undid the trigger, her diaper would be messy before too long as well. The oatmeal certainly wouldn't help with that! Surely Zoe wasn't really going to leave her like this all week! Was she?

She glanced over at Zoe nervously and the girl gave her a mischievous smile. "Be careful, Sierra! Don't spill oatmeal all over yourself! That would be a very clumsy thing to do, baby."

Sierra blushed even darker. That was awfully close to the clumsiness trigger that would make it all but impossible for her to feed herself without making a huge mess, or hold her glass of juice without using both hands, and having a hard time even then! Suddenly she realized why Zoe hadn't triggered her when they'd been walking to their table. Obviously it would be more fun to wait until she was actually eating!

She was very careful with each bite after that, freezing whenever she saw Zoe start to open her own mouth. She was pretty sure Zoe noticed, too, and started doing it just to mess with her, waiting until it was almost in her mouth and then saying something, making sure to work 'clumsy' or 'baby' into it as much as she could until Sierra was a nervous wreck.

She was ready to give up, but Abby just reached over, patting her on the tummy. "Come on, now, eat up! You want to grow up to be a big girl, don't you? You can't do that if you don't eat your breakfast!"

"Is that what happened, Sierra?" Zoe teased. "Did you always skip your breakfasts growing up?"

"We'll make sure that doesn't happen this time around!" Laura offered. "Come on, you're almost done!"

She was closer to being halfway done, but she got back to eating anyway, squirming in her chair as she felt her diaper growing warmer partway through.

She was almost done when she felt a hand rest on her back, rubbing it gently. "Hey there, girls!" came Violet's voice again, the girls from her cabin starting to filter in around their table. "Are you heading to arts and crafts after this?"

Sierra started to shake her head, but Madison's eyes lit up. "Yeah!" she nodded.

"Why don't you come with us, then? I'm sure your counselor can catch up with us there! Where is she anyway?" Violet asked.

"Oh, she wasn't feeling so good," Abby lied. "She stayed back at the cabin."

"I see," Violet replied.

Sierra squirmed self-consciously in her seat, really hoping now that Violet didn't look too closely at her. Of course, Zoe decided to take that moment to declare, "Look at what a mess you're making! What a clumsy baby!"

Instantly, Sierra dropped her spoon onto her lap, spreading oatmeal all down the front of her shirt. She reached for it before Violet could, but it slipped out of her fingers again, clattering to the floor. Some of the girls from the other cabin began to titter with laughter, but Violet quieted them.

"Let me get you a clean spoon," the counselor offered.

"I didn't use mine!" Laura said, holding it out. Sierra carefully reached out for it, concentrating with all her might to grab ahold of it, and to use it to get out the last few spoonfuls of oatmeal. She scooted closer to the bowl, trying to make it easier, but it still took her several minutes, and most of the oatmeal still would up around her mouth instead of in it.

"My, my," Violet chuckled pleasantly, picking up a napkin and starting to wipe Sierra's face with it once she was done. "Hungry, weren't you?"

Sierra's face turned bright red as this girl she'd just gone through counselor training with cleaned her up like a little kid, praying that she didn't somehow find out about the diaper she was wearing, which more likely as she began to move the napkin downwards, cleaning up the oatmeal she had spilled on her shirt. There was some right on her lap, right over the diaper, and as Violet's hand moved closer to it, Sierra gathered her courage, then jumped out of her chair, trying to brush the remaining food off of herself.

"I think she's excited for crafts," Zoe spoke up, standing as well to take her hand. Violet seemed to accept this, leading them all away to the gazebo where the day's craft project was set up. To Sierra's dismay, Hailey and her cabin her already there. As soon as they saw them, they began to snicker.

"Look who's here!" one of them called out, forcing Hailey to shush them, although she looked rather smug herself. Thankfully, they were on the opposite side of the gazebo, which was rather full. Full enough that Violet and her group had to sit apart from them.

"Go on, get going!" Zoe encouraged, pushing the pile of popsicle sticks and glue towards Sierra after she'd sat there for a few minutes, waiting to see if the girl was going to give her coordination back. It didn't look like it.

Sierra scooted forwards in her seat again, biting her bottom lip as she tried to concentrate. It was hard getting ahold of the popsicle sticks directly, or even the glue, and lining them all up to make a birdhouse was all but impossible. It only got worse when, partway through, she felt a push from her tummy, followed by a thick, warm feeling in her diaper. Whimpering, she began to squirm, knowing it was useless to try to stop it, or attempt to get control back, but having to try anyway. She couldn't just sit there at arts and crafts time at summer camp and fill her diaper like a baby!

And yet that was exactly what happened. There was nothing she could do to stop it, other than fidget and grunt quietly as the diaper ballooned out around her bottom. It didn't take the girls long to figure out what was happening, giggling as they saw her face scrunch up as she fidgeted, her 'birdhouse' getting more and more abstract. Even when she was done, the load in her diaper made it even more difficult to focus.

"Do you guys want to go swimming next?" Madison asked excitedly. "The lake looked really cool on the website!"

"That sounds like a good idea," Zoe nodded. "I think someone needs to go to the cabin, anyway." She reached over, patting the back of Sierra's diaper and watching her squirm with a smile.

Sierra supposed she should be happy that they were apparently going to change her diaper instead of making her run around in it, hoping nobody smelled her, but she didn't particularly feel like going swimming at the moment, and wasn't sure if she could even manage it under this hypnosis. According to the schedule, it wasn't even their time to go swimming anyway! Not that she could tell them what their actual schedule was anymore. She wasn't in charge now, she was just along for the ride, totally at these kids' mercy. She couldn't even say anything to defend herself!

And, as if she didn't feel enough like a silly toddler tagging along with the bigger kids, her clumsiness and the distraction of her messy diaper meant she was the last one working on her birdhouse. The next group of campers was already starting to file into the gazebo when she finally glued the last piece into place, and as she and her cabin began to get ready to leave, she heard a voice, very familiar from last night, say, "You might want to check those seats before you sit down and make sure they aren't wet!"

Sierra turned bright red as she saw the girl who had tried to sneak onto her bunk pointing at their table, especially when she got up and turned around, only to realize that there was, in fact, a small wet spot where she had been sitting. She'd leaked! She let out a small whimper, knowing that there was bound to be a matching spot on her shirt as well. Not knowing what else to do, she hurried to her campers, trying to keep them between the girls from Hailey's cabin and her.

Unfortunately, that gave her girls a perfect view of what had happened. "Sierra!" Zoe scolded, as if she didn't know exactly why Sierra was using her diapers so much. "I thought you were supposed to be a big girl! I guess it's a good thing we kept you in these, isn't it?" Sierra squeaked as Zoe swatted her bottom, glad when they finally got back to the cabin, and that relative privacy. She didn't have much of it, however, as Zoe whipped off her t-shirt, leaving her in just the heavily used diaper.

Madison gave a little gasp as she saw the state of her former babysitter's diaper. "Sierra!" she scolded her. "Why didn't you ask to go potty? That's not very responsible!" Sierra blushed, looking up at Zoe and trying to beg her to let her talk again, or at least explain what was going on. "I was going to make you a big girl again, but I don't think you're acting like you deserve it!"

"I don't think we can even trust her out of her diapers for long enough to go swimming," Abby mused.

"And these ones she brought obviously aren't thick enough!" Zoe said, digging through Sierra's clothes. "And she didn't bring nearly enough, especially if we're gonna have to double diaper her!" She glanced over at Madison, obviously looking to see if she was going to take the bait.

"I can fix that!" Madison exclaimed cheerfully, pulled out the wand. With a wave, Sierra saw the diapers in the drawer expand outward, growing much thicker. A second wave changed one of them, giving it a sailboat pattern and transforming the lining, likely turning it into a swim diaper. "I guess when she runs out of these, I can start changing her underwear into them," she mused.

"Good plan," Abby encouraged. "After all, she deserves it for not using the bathroom like a big girl! And it's not like she can wear them now, anyway! She's way too little! And she'd probably just pee all over them!" Sierra squirmed as Abby poked her in the tummy.

"She can't wear this, either," Laura pointed out, pulling the bikini Sierra had bought specifically for camp out of her drawer.

"I think they gave me a couple swimsuits," Madison said. "She can borrow one of mine, as long as she stays in her swim diaper!"

"I don't think that will be a problem," Zoe grinned, picking up the swim diaper and taking the offered swimsuit from Madison. "I'll change her again this time, but one of you guys has to do it next time!"

Sierra was glad to be in a clean diaper, but once the plain yellow one-piece was pulled over it, she was much less excited. The diaper clearly stuck out from the legholes, and she was sure the bulge was incredibly obvious. She could only hope that Hailey's cabin wasn't scheduled to swim next, because after the incident at arts and crafts, it would be clear which member of her cabin had left the wet spot if they saw her like this!

"Isn't this fun?" Zoe asked as she worked on straightening out Sierra's swimsuit over the slick swim diaper underneath. "I was mad at you before for not changing me back right away, but I think I want to finish up camp first. Maybe after a week of this, you'll be ready to make me a grown-up again. Don't even try to tell me you can't again, because the only way I'm going to let you go is if you do. If you don't do it, I guess I'll get my baby doll back for good. Oh, and if you don't want to change Laura or Abby back, that's okay. They're pretty cute like this." She giggled, tickling Sierra's stomach. "Just like you! I think I'll keep you this size, too! You're much easier to handle! It'll be nice, having my own personal witch that I can have do anything I want! I don't know why you never told me you could use magic before!"

Sierra's eyes widened, letting out a few syllables of unintelligible gibberish before she could stop herself. "Don't be scared, baby, all you have to do is make me big again and I'll let you go," Zoe said, but somehow Sierra had her doubts about that.

Of course, it didn't really matter one way or the other since Sierra couldn't cast any spells if she could only talk in baby babble. She pointed up to her mouth, and luckily Zoe seemed to understand. She didn't offer to undo it, though. She just smiled and said, "Well, you don't have your wand yet, so we don't have to worry about that, now do we? Besides, you're so much sweeter when you have to depend on us to do your talking for you. No trying to boss us around or acting like you're a big girl."

Sierra frowned at her, but their one-sided conversation was cut short as Sierra heard a knock on the front door of the cabin, followed by Christy's voice. "Hi there, girls! I hope you're having a great day! I was just checking up! I heard you were at the wrong activity after breakfast, and several people told me it seemed like your counselor was nowhere to be found! Is everything all right?"

Even with the woman in the other room, Sierra froze. This wasn't good! She couldn't blame the woman for thinking something was wrong, and unfortunately she also couldn't exactly tell her otherwise. She couldn't let Christy see her like this! Not only would it be hard for Christy to accept that one of her workers was suddenly much shorter, but Sierra also wouldn't have a chance to try to explain that away, or say anything in her own defense, for that matter. Not to mention the fact that she was wearing a diaper! What was she going to do?!

Before she could come up with an answer, she heard a bit of commotion that made her worry she needed to figure out a solution even quick, and then a new, but oddly familiar, voice answered her boss. "Everything's fine! Don't worry about it! The girls wanted to do crafts first, and since this is their week, I decided to let them. That's all right, isn't it?"

"Of course," Christy answered, her voice coming a little slower and less natural than before. "As long as you have things under control."

"Perfect control," the other voice said confidently. "These little angels are no trouble at all."

"Wonderful," Christy replied. "Just let me know if you need anything!"

Sierra was, of course, confused, managing to overcome her anxiety just in time to push open the bathroom door and see Christy leave, looking dazed. Laura and Abby were staring in surprise and awe at the other person in the room, a brown-haired teenager in what almost looked like a sexy Halloween costume version of the campers' uniform. It was much too small, showing off quite a bit of skin. For a moment, Sierra wondered why Christy would have hired someone who would show off like that around kids, only to realize who it had to be.

She turned as Sierra let out a gasp, giving her a good view of the wand she was gripping. "Oh, sorry, Sierra! The head counselor was looking for the person in charge, and obviously you need some time to only be in charge of keeping your pants clean, so I had to improvise. What do you think?"

Sierra wasn't sure what she would have said even if she could speak. It had been weird enough getting used to having to look up to Madison, but that was nothing compared to now. She was a good bit taller than Sierra had ever been, and, even though she looked like she was probably the same age as Sierra, she looked far more mature. She sounded like it, too, making Sierra wonder how much the transformation had made Madison's mind change to fit her new physical age.

"These just aren't going to work anymore," Madison shook her head, looking down at the clothes clinging tightly to her curves. "Sorry, but I'm going to have to borrow your stuff, Sierra. I don't think it was really working out for you, anyway. You can just borrow the rest of my clothes after all." Out of habit, Sierra opened her mouth to protest, but it was no use. Clearly it made sense for them to swap uniforms, no matter how much she didn't want to. She was a counselor, not a camper! But looking at the group now, who would believe that? And, more importantly to Sierra's mind at the moment, would those shorts hide her diaper any better than this swimsuit? She had her doubts.

"Come on, let's get moving, girls! Everyone else needs to get into their swimsuits, too, or we'll be here all day!" She clapped her hands, spurring the girls to action.

"Why don't you wait on your bunk?" Zoe suggested, practically shoving Sierra up the ladder. There was clearly no need to try to hide the diaper bulge now, and if she had it would have been pointless, considering the noise and extra bulk of the newly thickened diaper. Once she was up there, Zoe grinned at her and whispered, "Babies can't walk."

Sierra shot her a dirty look. She should have known better! That was the trigger phrase that activate the hypnosis that forced Sierra to crawl. There was no way she could get down from the top bunk now, forcing her to stay in bed while the other girls got changed. It wasn't that big a deal now, but she had a bad feeling this was going to be used to force her into naptime later that day, and keep her from getting up during the night, or really going anywhere Zoe didn't want her to go. So much for trying to steal the wand back after everyone else was asleep!

She supposed she should be grateful that Zoe told her, "Look at baby's first steps," the phrase that let her walk again, once the campers were all changed, but she didn't have long to think about that.

Just as she was getting off the ladder, Madison pushed open the bathroom door, wearing the bikini Sierra had bought for herself. Madison saw her expression and smiled. "I hope you don't mind. I didn't have anything to wear! What do you think?" She gave a twirl, showing off. It was hard to think of her that way, considering how young she had been only minutes ago, but Sierra couldn't deny that she looked hot. She was pretty sure Madison looked far better in the suit than she had when she'd tried it on, and as if to verify that, Madison said, slipping the wand into the drawer on Sierra's former bed. "I had to make some adjustments to get it to fit, but it was the best thing I had to work with."

Sierra gulped as Madison walked over to her, each step making her feel even smaller as she realized just how tall Madison was apparently going to grow up to be, not to mention beautiful. She held out her hand, and after a moment of defiance, Sierra took it. It was meant to solidify in all of their minds that the power had well and truly shifted, and as much as Sierra didn't want to admit that, it was clearly true.

"Let's go!" Madison announced, leading her campers off towards the lake. Sierra walked alongside her, struggling to keep up with the girl's long, slender legs. She couldn't help but glance down at herself, cheeks burning at the memory of trying on the bikini and thinking how good she'd looked. It was difficult for her to find a swimsuit that did that, given her petite, underdeveloped frame, but she'd thought this one actually did the trick pretty well. And yet, there Madison was, looking stunning in it, far better than Sierra could have ever hoped.

And there Sierra was, in a kid's one-piece that made her look even flatter and more childlike than usual, even without factoring in her much smaller size, and the thick swim diaper bulging against the crotch. As she walked, she felt the diaper begin to grow warmer and damper, giving her an unneccessary reminder that she actually needed them, making her situation that much more humiliating. It wasn't as if Madison were being cruel by making her wear them, Sierra had no choice but to wear them.

Sierra scooted a little closer to Madison as they approached the lake and she saw that her bad luck was continuing and Hailey had her cabin there as well. Sierra ducked her head down, not wanting to give Hailey any chance at recognizing her, since she was the one who had seen her the most. She quickly waded out into the water, hoping that it would help hide her diaper. Zoe and the others started out playing around her, but before she knew it, they were off into deeper parts of the lake. She considered following, but she really wasn't sure how well she could swim with the diaper on.

She splashed around for a few minutes before she heard someone approaching her from behind, turning to find Hailey's campers there, towering over her and grinning. "Hey, there, bedwetter," one of them teased. "Why are you hanging out in the shallows? Don't you know how to swim?"

"I think they teach that after potty training at daycare," one of the others piped in. "So clearly she hasn't gotten there yet."

Sierra shook her head, unable to say anything to defend herself, knowing that if she tried she would just make things worse.

"So you haven't learned to potty by yourself?" one of them asked. "I told you she was the bedwetter!"

Sierra shook her head again desperately, trying not to think about how she almost certainly would be wetting the bed for the rest of the week.

"Oh, did you mean you don't know how to swim? I bet we could teach her!" A girl grabbed Sierra's wrist, starting to drag her further into the lake.

"Sierra, can you come over here?" Sierra was glad to hear Madison's voice, which made the girls from the other cabin scatter, although Sierra was still nervous they weren't far enough away when her bottom half began to emerge from the water. She glanced behind herself anxiously, then back at Madison.

"Are you all right?" Madison asked. Sierra nodded in reply. "That's good," Madison said. "But why didn't you try to defend yourself? You should know you can't just let them walk all over you like that, or they'll be doing it all week." Sierra could only blush. "You know, you didn't actually become a little kid, you just shrank. In theory you're still a grown-up, so you should try acting like it. At least, if you want to be treated like one. Or did you shrink yourself so you wouldn't have to be a grown-up anymore?" Sierra shook her head frantically, but Madison didn't seem convinced. "That's very irresponsible, you know, taking a job where you're in charge of kids just so you can act like one of them. It's a good thing I can use your wand. No, don't worry, you can have your fun, just know I am very disappointed in your behavior." Sierra's cheeks grew even darker as Madison swam off, leaving her standing there feeling like a little kid who had just been reprimanded by her babysitter.

She supposed she should be glad she had chosen the nicest summer camp she could find to send the regressed threesome to, since she was now very firmly just another camper there. As much as she didn't want to, she was going to have no choice but to keep proving to Madison that she was the one that belonged in diapers now, and clearly too immature to be in charge. Madison was adjusting to her new body and mind quickly, and Sierra just hoped that a week as a big girl would be enough for her. If not, Sierra might not have to worry about whether she could figure out a way to change Zoe and the other back to their adult selves after all, or whether Zoe really would let her go if she did... What she needed to worry about now was whether Madison would give the wand back at all, or if her hypnosis-induced immature behavior would make the girl think that their little switch in position and power ought to be permanent.