"Th-This isn't fair!" Sierra groaned, squirming helplessly as the water continued to gush into her bottom, seemingly without an end. And, considering who was standing behind her, watching the whole thing, Sierra couldn't help wondering if that truly was the case, if she might be stuck here for an eternity in this humiliating situation.

"Aww," the girl behind her mocked, patting her on the head. "Nothing is, is it, little one?"

This certainly wasn't. Things had been going pretty well for Sierra for once, and she'd wanted to celebrate it by throwing her first grown-up New Year's party. She'd been to a few, but they had never ended well for her, but she'd never tried to host one. Surely, if she was the one in charge, everything would be okay!

The first knock on her door came a bit early, but she'd already gotten most of the decorations up, and was anxious to get started, so she didn't mind. "Come in!" she shouted, taking one last look around the living room before she turned to go get the door, not confident she'd remembered to unlock it, despite the instructions she'd just given.

She still didn't know if she had or not. Seeing who was walking into her house, a smug smile on her face, it was very possible that she'd been able to get in on her own. "Happy holidays, Sierra," Haley grinned. "My invitation must have gotten lost in the mail, but there was no way I was going to miss this party!"

"Np!" Sierra shook her head, feeling a little light-headed at the sight of her. How had Haley found her?! Why was she showing up now?! There had been plenty of other opportunities for her to have her way with Sierra, if she'd known where the witch lived. She fed on humiliation, however, so maybe she hadn't needed to top off until now, or maybe she'd been waiting for the perfect moment to strike. "Get out of here!"

"That's no way to talk to an old friend," Haley clicked her tongue. Sierra closed her eyes for a moment, having to concentrate to wordlessly cast the spell to summon her wand from the hiding place she'd put it in for the party, keeping her hands to her side but lifting her fingers slightly, ready to catch it.

"I know what your problem is," Haley smiled. "It's getting close to your bedtime, isn't it?"

"No, it is not!" Sierra stomped her foot, her fingers curling back into an angry fist.

"I know it's a holiday," Haley told her, "but little babies like you still need lots of rest."

"I am going to stay up as late as I want!" Sierra insisted. "It is New Year's Eve, and I'm throwing a party, and...!"

Finally, her wand showed up, flying through the air. She had to open her hand again, reach out for it, but she was too late, Haley easily snatching it out of the air before the little witch could get to it.

"Those are some big plans for such a little girl," Haley mused, twirling the wand around her fingers. "I'll tell you what, sweetie, I'll let you stay up an extra half hour. But we still need to start getting you ready now."

Haley's free hand clamped around Sierra's wrist, pulling her upstairs to the bathroom there, stripping her down as the tub filled with warm, bubbly water. "I just took a shower!" Sierra whined. "I'm already dressed for the party!"

"Then it's a good thing I'm here," Haley said, running a finger over Sierra's arm, inspecting it with a wrinkled nose, as if it were covered in dust. "Clearly, you didn't do a good enough job on your own. And I'm sure your dollies had fun at your tea party, but it's time to get you dressed for bed instead."

Haley picked Sierra up, plopping her down in the tub and picking up a washcloth, scrubbing away, scouring every inch of the girl as she sat there, trying desperately to wiggle away. She could hear noise from downstairs, knew that people really were starting to show up, but that only made things worse.

"There we go!" Haley declared. "All clean! Well, almost all. This is your last bath of the year, so I suppose we really ought to go all out, huh?"

Sierra wasn't sure where the enema bag had come from, though, with Haley, it was hard to tell anyway, even when she didn't have Sierra's wand in her possession. "No!" she gasped, shaking her head.

"Oh, yes," Haley put some soap into the enema bag, slipped it under the tub's faucet, turning that on, letting Sierra watch in horror as it filled, getting bigger and bigger. "We'll get you nice and squeaky clean, inside and out, for the new year!"

That, she'd stupidly assumed, would be the worst of it. And it certainly wasn't good, standing there in her bathroom, dripping wet, getting the nozzle pushed into her backside, watching anxiously as Haley undid the clamp, bracing herself, yet still not quite being ready for the rush of warm, soapy water.

But then Haley produced something else. "Once you've taken it all," she said, "we'll get you into your PJs."

They were pretty childish, a pink two-piece set covered in a pattern of tiny bunny heads, but it was what Haley was holding with them, not even mentioning, as if it were perfectly normal that it would be a part of Sierra's bedtime attire, that brought tears to the girl's eyes, made her protest and squirm, both to not avail.

A diaper. After all this time, all her progress, Haley was going to put her back in a diaper. Of course she would! Sierra should have known there was no way she'd just be allowed to use the toilet that was two feet away from her! It really was no fair! She was throwing a grown-up party! It was starting right now, on the floor beneath her!

But Haley was already ignoring her again, opening the thick, white diaper up, spreading it out on the bathroom floor. Sierra almost wished the enema wouldn't end, so that Haley couldn't move on to the next step, even if she knew how miserable that would have been, but almost as soon as she thought it, she could feel the flow of the water begin to slow, petering out, leaving her tummy swollen and aching.

"Isn't this fun?" Haley chuckled, sliding the nozzle out, helping the witch down onto the diaper, powdering her up. "Just like old times!"

"N-No, it's not!" Sierra grumbled, though she did have plenty of memories of Haley doing exactly this, tugging the diaper up between her legs, snugly taping it into place. Of course, the familiarity was not the part she was denying.

The pajamas had been perfectly selected to leave as little doubt about what she was wearing as they could. The shirt stopped above her belly button, the pants just a bit too small, unable to cover the entirety of her diaper no matter how much she pulled them up, and outlining the bulk beneath them.

Sierra got a good look at them, too, as Haley pushed her in front of the sink, letting her stare at her reflection in the mirror, standing over her as she grabbed the girl's toothbrush, dipping it under the faucet, putting toothpaste on it, holding it in front of the witch's mouth.

"Come on, Sierra," she cooed. "Open up!"

Sierra kept her mouth clamped shut, shaking her head, though Haley only had to wait a few moments before a cramp hit her, making her wince and gasp. Her mouth opened briefly, long enough for Haley to be able to shove the brush in, cleaning up the last bit of Sierra she hadn't gotten to yet.

"All right, Sierra," she said when she was finished. "Even with your extra half hour, it's almost bedtime. I'm going to trust you to be a good girl and get to bed on your own, while I go entertain your guests. That's all you have to do! If you're snuggled up in your bed by 8:30, and nobody else is the wiser about your little condition," she gave Sierra's diaper a pat, "then maybe we can see about getting you cleaned up so you can join the party. If not, you'll just have to stay there all night, as usual."

"D-Does it have to be MY bed?" Sierra asked nervously. Her bedroom was downstairs, past the living room, where the party was going on. There was another bathroom down there, too, but she was hardly surprised that Haley had chosen this one instead. She could get to the guest room on this floor no problem, though, of course, if that wasn't what Haley wanted, that wouldn't do her any good.

"Don't be silly," Haley smirked. "Of course you have to go to your room. It's the only one with plastic sheets, just in case your diapers don't hold up."

"No, it doesn't!" Sierra blushed. By the look on Haley's face, she guessed that wasn't the case anymore, or wouldn't be by the time she got down there.

"Here you go," Haley handed Sierra her stuffed bunny, Miss Hoppikins. "She'll keep you company." She pulled Sierra out of the bathroom, locking the door behind her. "Good luck," she winked, heading for the stairs.

Sierra swallowed, watching her go. She tried the bathroom door, squirming uncomfortably as her enema continued to brew inside her, but it was no good. The bathroom downstairs was past the living room, too, of course, so whether she attempted to get there, or to her bedroom to be there by her 'bedtime', she'd have to pass the party.

What was she going to do?! She had no idea what time it was, how long she had, but by this point, it couldn't be long, and the more she waited, scared to get anywhere near her friends dressed like this, the worse her tummy felt, and the harder she knew it would be for her to make it to the privacy of wherever she ended up going without having an accident.

She squeezed her bunny to her chest instinctively, hating how much she wanted to slide her thumb into her mouth for that extra bit of comfort. She really needed to get moving, but it was so scary!

She gasped as a cramp hit her, having almost forgotten how bad enemas really were. She was glad she wasn't near the living room then, as loud as she was, though even now that she'd gotten a taste, a reminder, she wasn't sure she could be much quieter when the next one came, since she knew they were only going to get worse, and more frequent.

She whimpered, hugging Miss Hoppikins more tightly as she weathered the storm, feeling a trickle of urine dribble into her padding, but, thankfully, nothing more. Was she really going to be able to get all the way downstairs, past the living room, and to her bedroom before another one hit?

Or... Should she give in and fill her diaper now, so she didn't have to worry about that? The thought made her cheeks burn. Willingly mess herself?! It might make things easier, there was no doubt about that. If she did get caught, however, it would be so much more humiliating. And the smell would probably make it easier for her guests to notice her, even without having to spot her sneaking around.

"What do I do?" she sniffed to her bunny, still undecided. There was no good solution, unless she happened to get very lucky, and the longer she hesitated, the less likely that became.

Finally, after another cramp came, and she barely resisted it, she made herself move, putting one foot in front of the other, toddling forward, diaper crinkling loudly, adding yet another thing she hadn't thought about, another way that getting past her guests would be difficult. She froze, wanting to throw a tantrum about how much Haley had cheated with this challenge, but there wasn't even anyone to see, much less take pity on her.

The staircase was right by the living room, giving Sierra a perfect view of her friends gathered there, drinking and laughing, looking so grown-up and mature, and, she knew, if she wasn't careful, giving them a perfect view of her in her bulky white diaper and bunny PJs. She could feel another drip of wetness into her diaper as she stood there for a long moment, her body too concerned with keeping her bowels in check to keep complete control over her bladder, wondering how she had ever thought she could be like them, like she could be a big girl, when this sort of thing always ended up happening.

And then she saw the clock. She'd waited too long! It wasn't fair that she was being sent to bed at 8:30 on New Year's Eve in her diapers, of course, while everyone else stayed up to have fun, but that didn't change the fact that it was happening.

She swallowed a curse, not wanting anyone to overhear, especially Haley, and hurried down the rest of the steps. She stopped again at the bottom, on the far side of the column at the end, her last bit of cover before the mad dash to the hallway where her bedroom and the other bathroom were. Maybe, if she'd had more time, she could have camped out there, peeking around to find the perfect moment when everyone was looking the other way.

She didn't, though. She needed to get into bed now, and, even if that hadn't been the case, the bubbling in her guts told her that she didn't have long in terms of that, either. The thickness of her diaper kept her from moving too quickly as it was, along with that infernal crinkling, so, if she was going to make it, she had to go right away.

The party was already getting loud, thankfully, muffling the sounds she was making as she toddled along, sweating and squeezing her bunny, mere feet away from some of the guests. It wasn't even late enough for her to be able to count on them being drunk to help distract them.

She blushed, hearing another sound coming from her bottom besides the crinkling, feeling the ominous fart echo into her diaper. She didn't have time to check and make sure that had been all it was, and the dampness that had already been there in her padding made it hard to be certain. She was definitely right on the verge, either way.

She didn't dare look at the clock again. It felt like it had to be past 8:30 by now, but she was scared to know for sure, or to catch the eye of anyone there. Maybe Haley was distracted, and wouldn't notice if she was a minute or two late. Maybe...

Somehow, she could see the hallway looming ahead, only a few steps away. It hadn't felt possible, but there it was, within reach, as long as her luck didn't run out.

"Where do you think you're going?" Haley asked loudly, stepping out, blocking her path. "Aren't you going to say goodnight to everyone?"

Sierra came to a screeching halt, nearly losing her balance, staring up at the girl in horror, looking right into her eyes, certain she could feel the attention of the party shifting in their direction, and hear some giggling, as the next cramp hit, and she felt her knees bend. "N-No!" she squealed, and, suddenly, her diaper was filled to the brim, bulging against her tight PJ pants, the warm mush coming out of her in one big, uncontrollable rush.

"Wow," Haley giggled, stepping forward, giving Sierra's diaper a hard swat. "That really did clean you out, huh? Too bad your bottom is all messy now! I guess there's just no way to get all of you clean at the same time!"

"That's not fair!" Sierra stomped her foot, hearing more snickering behind her. "You cheated!"

"It's past 8:30," Haley told her smugly. "You already lost, little girl."

"It's not fair!" Sierra repeated, stomping again, tears filling her eyes.

"Poor thing," Haley patted her on the head. "She's so upset she can't party with you all, but she forgot about her bedtime when she scheduled this party, silly thing. Go on, Sierra." She spun Sierra around, making her face all of her guests, who she'd just pooped her pants in front of. "Why don't you show us what you would have done at midnight, if you were allowed to stay up that late?"

Sierra froze, squirming, feeling her diaper squelch at her movement as she stared at her audience, her mind going blank, not knowing what Haley wanted from her. "Umm..." she blinked.

"Well," Haley stepped in after a long minute or two, "you definitely can't have champagne, but you've already brushed your teeth, so you can't even have any juice instead. What else do people do at midnight?" Sierra shook her head. "They kiss, Sierra," Haley smirked. Sierra's eyes widened, her heart pounding as Haley bent down, her lips moving closer to Sierra's face. "Can you show everyone that?"

Even before what had happened tonight, Haley was not someone Sierra would have wanted to kiss, given their history, but it was hard to deny how attractive the girl was. She blushed, feeling flustered as Haley moved closer and closer, Sierra's lips puckering automatically. She told herself it was just to get this over with, to give Haley what she wanted so she would leave her alone, but she wasn't sure if that was all there was to it or not, to be honest.

At the last moment, Sierra got a mouthful of fur instead, as Haley took Miss Hoppikins from her, lifting her up to accept Sierra's kiss instead. "Isn't that sweet?" Haley giggled. "All right, now wave night-night, Sierra, it's time to get you to bed. We can talk about your punishments for your little tantrum in the morning, since it's already way past your bedtime."

Sierra gulped, hoping that was an empty threat to make her look even more babyish, if that was possible, in front of her guests, and not a promise that Haley was still going to be there in the morning, and for who knew how long afterwards. Surely she'd gotten plenty of humiliation from tonight to sate her appetite for quite awhile, hadn't she?

Either way, after this display, it was obvious Sierra's new year was not going to be the new start she'd been hoping it would be. At least, not in the way she'd been expecting. Standing there in her PJs, and full diaper, clinging to Miss Hoppikins, it was starting to feel very familiar. "N-Night-night," she pouted, obeying like a good girl, not wanting to risk any more punishments, if Haley really was going to stick around. "H-Happy New Year..."