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There was a crackling in the air in front of her, and, suddenly, Jessie stepped out of it. Sierra gasped, having almost forgotten about the plan, with everything that had happened, trying to scramble to her feet from the toilet to try to push him, and herself, through the portal, only for it to snap shut before she could. "What's going on?" he asked. "Are you okay?" He looked around, blushing. "Wh-Where are we?"
"I'll explain later," she promised. "Just try and open a doorway back out of here!"
Unsurprisingly, it failed, although Sierra still stomped her foot in frustration. "I hoped maybe your magic would still work here," she pouted.
"Yours doesn't either?" he frowned. "I-Is that why you didn't come back?"
"Yeah," Sierra sighed, sitting down on the toilet again, putting her head in her hands. "Oh, this is bad."
"Umm," Jessie blushed, "why are we in the bathroom? Especially if you're wearing...?"
"Don't finish that," Sierra glared up at him.
"It's going to be hard getting out of here without being noticed," Jessie fretted.
Sierra nibbled her bottom lip. "You have no idea," she said. This was an all-girls' school, and from the sound of what the Principal had said, sneaking in a boy was a very bad offense. If she got in trouble again, who knew what the woman would do to her?! "Let's just wait for the bell," she told him. "Once everyone is in class, we can get out of here, and look for a way back home."
"Okay..." Jessie blushed, squirming, clearly uncomfortable at standing there in the girls' bathroom, so close to her. "So," he said, trying to take his mind off that, "it isn't a magic school?"
"I... I don't know," Sierra frowned. With everything else going on, she hadn't thought that much about it, to be honest. "The fact that they have this anti-magic field, or whatever it is, is weird, huh? For just a normal school? What I've seen of it looks relatively normal, but maybe that's a defense mechanism. Maybe, if you aren't officially enrolled, it looks like a Muggle school, but once you are, you can see what it really is."
"Well, why don't we just go ask the Headmaster, or Principal, or whatever? We can explain the situation, and..."
"No!" Sierra cut him off, wiggling in place at the thought of facing that woman again. "I-I don't think it's a good idea," she said after a moment, seeing how surprised he was at her outburst, and not wanting to explain the reaction. If it was a magical school, maybe the Principal would respect them for finding it and getting there on their own. If it wasn't, they might look crazy, or like they had big, over-active imaginations that needed to be tamed, and Sierra had a bad feeling she knew how the Principal would do that.
"This was your idea," he pointed out.
"I know," she sighed. "Maybe I was wrong. Maybe all the leylines converging means it isn't a good place for a magical school. Maybe that's why we can't use magic. I don't know, I just want to go home, okay?"
"Okay," he nodded, waiting patiently with her until they heard the bell, and the chatter in the hall outside died down. They slipped out of the bathroom, then out of the school building, heading for the fence. They were sure there had to be a way out, and, indeed, there was a gate, but it was closed, and had a guard watching. Not wanting to be caught and mistaken as a student, Sierra turned, pulling Jessie back the other way, only to, eventually, wind up back at the same gate.
There were no other entrances or exits, no weak spots, nothing to indicate a possible escape route. They were trapped. "I can't believe this!" Sierra sniffled, once they were a safe distance away from the gate again. "I'm sorry, Jessie, I shouldn't have made you come here."
"It's all right," he told her. "We can't give up already! There has to be another way out of here."
"There isn't!" Sierra stomped her foot. "We walked over this whole, dumb place!"
"Not like that," he said, pulling his magic scroll out of his pocket.
"We both tried our magic," she sighed.
"I know," he nodded. "But didn't you notice? As we were walking, there were some spots where the anti-magic field didn't feel as... I don't know, heavy. Maybe we can detect them with this."
Sierra had been busy feeling sorry for herself, and rubbing her throbbing bottom through her diaper, so she couldn't say that she had, but it was possible. "Wh-Where were they?" she asked.
"Over this way," he led. "It was near a playground."
Sierra had barely even noticed there was a playground, although, for some reason, she knew there was one somewhere here. Once they got close, she remembered why.
"Hey, there's that little baby nerd," Ashley called out. "Who's that with you?"
"W-We need to go," Sierra gulped, grabbing Jessie's hand.
"But look," he insisted. On the scroll, some of the spells were starting to glow faintly, getting slightly brighter the longer they stood there.
Before they could watch for long, however, Ashley's friends were on them, grabbing them, pulling them over to the playground, where Ashley was waiting, cigarette in hand. "Well, well, well," Ashley said, watching them struggle, "Maybe the baby has more guts than I thought. Sneaking a boy in? That's very naughty." She gave Sierra's diaper a pat, chuckling. "It's good to see you're dressed more appropriately now, though."
"Just let me go!" Sierra whined, squirming in the other girl's grip.
"Who is he?" the girl holding her asked. "Your boyfriend?"
"Oh, please," Ashley rolled her eyes. "Look at her, she wouldn't know what to do with a boyfriend. I bet she's never even been kissed."
Sierra blushed, both at the accusation, and the fact that she knew it was true. She wasn't the only one, though.
"Look," one of the other girls giggled. "I don't think he has, either!"
"Well, you came to the right place!" Ashley clapped her hands. "You're clearly both babies who need an education, and we'd be happy to give it to you. Brittany, Clara, don't let him get away. We need to make sure he doesn't get caught, don't we?"
She grinned, taking Sierra's hand and yanking her away from the playground, up to the school again, to a room Sierra hadn't been to before. "Hey, we have a new student," Ashley told the woman inside. "I'm supposed to help her get some spare uniforms."
"Ah, yes," the woman in the room looked at Sierra, smirking. "The Principal told me about you. I'll see what I have."
She started opening cupboards and looking through them, pulling out uniform pieces, starting with another diaper, this one pink, as opposed to the slightly more plain white one Sierra was in. Sierra watched nervously, squirming in Ashley's grip, palms sweaty at the thought of what the girl had planned for her and Jessie. Suddenly, to her surprise, she felt her hand slip out of Ashley's. Her eyes widened, and she quickly turned to run for the door, only to immediately trip over her own feet.
"Everything all right?" the woman asked, turning from her task. "Oh, poor thing."
"She'll be fine," Ashley promised, helping Sierra up and getting a better grip on her. "She's just a bit of a klutz, aren't you?"
She was, but usually not that bad, especially when she didn't have shoelaces to trip over. Before she could worry too much about that, however, she was handed 'her' uniform, and Ashley thanked the woman and led her back to the playground, where Jessie was being watched like a hawk.
"Now you'll blend right in," Ashley grinned. "Come on, girls, give him a hand."
Sierra blushed almost as much as Jessie as Brittany and Clara started to undress him, shoving him into the girls' uniform, finishing by stripping him out of his pants and underwear, as Sierra looked away, face red, and taped him into the diaper. Sierra was pretty sure Jessie's theory was right, and she could feel her magic returning as she stayed here, but Ashley wouldn't let go of her long enough for her to grab her wand, and Jessie's wand and scroll were in the pockets of his actual clothes, now in a pile on the ground, out of his reach.
"I love it!" Brittany giggled as she examined the pink diaper. "It's just right for you."
"It's pretty good," Clara said, examining their work with Jessie. "But I think he's missing something."
"I know!" Brittany reached up, taking a small bow out of her hair and clipping it into Jessie's, which was already about as long as Sierra's. "Now you're just one of the girls!"
"Here," Ashley shoved Sierra at Brittany, now that she was done with Jessie, "I'll be right back. There are a few things we need from the shed for our lesson."
Sierra and Jessie were both silent, blushing heavily, as they waited for Ashley to return, seemingly both surprised to see that the thing she'd brought was jumpropes, at least until she started to use them. The three girls dragged their victims over to the swingset, pushing Jessie onto one of the swings, then lifting Sierra up into his lap.
The two were both red-faced, so close together they had little choice but to star each other in the eyes, in the midst of the humiliating situation, as the girls tied them up with the jumpropes, positioning Sierra's legs around Jessie's waist, her arms behind his neck, and his hands around her diaper, fastening them securely into place with the ropes.
"All right," Ashley chuckled. "Go on, kiss."
"I-I'm really sorry about this," Sierra blushed, trying to give Jessie a little space, feeling the plastic of her diaper sliding across his, while his hands were pressed tightly against the back of her diaper, keeping her from getting anywhere, and making her turn even redder.
"I-It's okay," he told her.
"Kiss!" Ashley demanded.
They looked at one another awkwardly, neither able to come up with another way out of this. Nervously, Sierra leaned forward, giving Jessie a peck, then darting her eyes over at the girls.
"You can do better than that!" Brittany said. "Even babies like you!"
Sierra squirmed, shifting her weight and nearly sending them both tumbling into the sand below, until she scooted closer to Jessie again, not that she'd gotten far to begin with. "I-I guess we don't really have a choice," he told her apologetically. She nodded, and, this time, he leaned in and started, holding his mouth on hers a little longer.
"It's like you want to stay out here all night," Clara mocked. "Come on, babies, show us you want us to let you go!"
Neither spoke this time, both knowing what they had to do, and too embarrassed to say anything about it. This was certainly not how Sierra had expected her first kiss to go, and she doubted Jessie had, either, but here they were. They both squirmed closer together, red-faced, and did what they had to, staying together this time, complying as best they could as the girls ordered, "Harder!"
Sierra had absolutely no idea what to do, or how to give them what they wanted, and she had a feeling Jessie was in the same boat. All she could think to do was scoot even closer to him, blushing at the feeling of their diapers rubbing against one another, leaning in, pressing her mouth harder into his. She knew there was some kissing that involved tongues, but she had to admit she really was inexperienced enough not to know what she was meant to do with it, even if she'd tried, which she was too embarrassed to do.
They had to break apart for air eventually, both blushing and looking away as they tried to catch their breath. Sierra hoped that would be enough, but, of course, it wasn't.
"You can't just hold your mouths in one position," Ashley told them. "You have to move them around. Then you can breathe while you're changing. I'd think that would be obvious, but I guess I should have known you two really don't know anything. I bet you're so immature, you turn away when people kiss in the movies, don't you? Come here." She grabbed Clara's hand, the other girl's eyes widening for a moment as she was pulled over, into the eyeline of the captives. Ashley bent forward, planting a passionate kiss on her lips, Clara very quickly figuring out what was happening and happily going along with it. "Like that," Ashley said, once she was done. "Try again."
Sierra had, of course, seen people kiss before, and even in movies, despite Ashley's accusation, although a lot of what she watched wouldn't show that, or, if it did, it was between animated characters, and no more than a peck, like she'd started with. She was pretty certain she'd never seen it quite so close up before, at any rate.
Thanks to the position the bondage kept them in, for the most part, and the extra awkwardness the diapers they were both wearing added, they couldn't exactly copy what the girls had shown them. Sierra wasn't sure she'd want to anyway, since it had looked much more intense than she was ready for. She and Jessie did their best, though, the example giving them both more of an idea of what to shoot for, worrying less about keeping from making the other uncomfortable, and more about satisfying these bullies so they'd let them go, whatever it took.
Finally, the girls seemed satisfied, at least enough to say, "I guess that's all we can expect from babies like them," untying them and letting them down. Sierra's knees were a little weak, her head swimming slightly as she was led back towards the school, not knowing where they were going, but too embarrassed to open her mouth to ask.
"I-I'm sorry," Jessie whispered from beside her. "A-Are you okay?"
"Y-Yeah," Sierra nodded, blushing. It was just a kiss, after all, and still a relatively innocent one, despite the girls' urgings. She was pretty sure there had been tongue in the example kiss, and neither she nor Jessie had worked up the courage to try that, or anything else too crazy. It was probably more embarrassing she'd never done even that with anyone else before, than that it had happened now, or with Jessie.
"Now," Ashley said, pausing briefly, long enough for Sierra to see they were in front of what she knew was the Principal's door, although she couldn't bring herself to look up and stare at the word on the window, knowing the memories it would bring back. "We'd better not catch either of you near our playground again, or you'll really regret it."
They knocked on the door, and the Principal beckoned them inside, Sierra feeling her diaper warm slightly as she saw the woman again. "We caught these two making out at the playground," Ashley told the Principal, holding up her phone, showing off a perfectly cropped picture of Sierra and Jessie kissing, one that cut out all the ropes holding them into place.
"Thank you for telling me," the Principal shook her head. "You girls can go. You two, stay here." She stepped forward, glaring down at Sierra and Jessie. "I could have sworn I only had one student on diaper discipline," she said. "But since you're both already in one, I guess we'll just have to come up with something else. I know that spending time with someone can lead to romantic feelings, but you should both know dating anyone while you're enrolled here is strictly forbidden, and public displays of affection definitely are. You are here to learn, not engage in that sort of behavior."
"W-Wait!" Jessie gulped, glancing over at Sierra. She could tell, by the look in his eyes, he wanted to tell the Principal the truth, like he'd suggested in the bathroom. Sierra tried to shake her head, certain this wasn't the best opportunity for that, only, for some reason, to feel herself nodding instead.
"Listen," Jessie spoke up, standing up as straight as he could. "We know the truth about this school. And maybe we shouldn't have come here uninvited, and we apologize for that, but we're here to learn. We can both use magic, too, and we'd love for you to give us a chance. I-I mean, finding this place on our own, and getting here, has to count for something, right? We can enroll through the proper channels, and... Hey!"
Jessie gasped, and Sierra did as well, as the Principal grabbed him by the arm, pulling him over to the sink in one corner of the office, picking up a bar of soap and shoving it into his mouth, working it in and out several times until the suds were starting to leak out of his mouth before leaving it there and picking up a large enema bag.
"That was for that ridiculous story," the Principal informed him. "I can see why your parents sent you here. Now, this," she started to fill the enema bag from the sink, "is for your little display in the playground, and it's a good thing you're already in a diaper. As for you," the Principal turned towards Sierra, "go to the corner." She pointed to the far corner, where there was a hard, wooden chair, painted pink, the only seat in the room other than the large, cushy chair behind the desk. "I'll deal with you later. But turn it around so you can watch."
Sierra shuffled over to the chair slowly, passing the door on her way. She could go through it, see if she could make it back to the playground so she could use her magic, but if she did that, she'd be leaving Jessie behind to fend for himself. Sure, he knew about the playground too, since he'd discovered it, but had the girls left his clothes there? If they hadn't, he'd have to find them to get his magic items back first.
So, reluctantly, she turned the time-out chair around, sitting in it and watching her friend squirm uncomfortably, watching the enema bag bulging out more and more, realizing that was all going into him, and then, ultimately, his diaper. And then, what would the Principal do if she found out the truth about Jessie, that he was a boy? Would that get both of them in even more trouble?!
Thankfully, when she finished with the enema bag and led Jessie back to her desk, she bent him over it, sliding down only the back of his diaper, and just enough to slip the hose in, hanging the bag from a hook in the ceiling. Sierra winced, hearing Jessie gasp, watching him squirm as the water rushed into him, knowing how uncomfortable it must be. Once the bag was empty, the Principal raised the diaper back into place, but picked up the paddle.
The diaper probably helped a little, though, judging by how hard Sierra's spanking had been, she had no doubt it still hurt a lot. It could have either been that pain, or his inexperience with enemas, that resulted in him losing control after only a couple swats, Sierra in her chair getting a good look as the rear of his diaper swelled out, turning dark as he grunted and groaned, helplessly filling his pants.
But that didn't stop the Principal. She paused long enough to let him finish, then resumed the spanking, which, no doubt, made it a million times more humiliating. Unlike Sierra, he didn't get changed afterwards, either. He was sent, sniffling, over to the time out chair, while Sierra was summoned to take his place in front of the Principal.
Sierra stumbled a couple times on the short trip there. She told herself it was nerves, and nothing more, although she had a bad feeling it might be something more. "All right," the Principal said. "Now... Hey! Didn't I tell you to sit?"
"Y-Yes, ma'am," Jessie nodded, reluctantly sitting down, nose wrinkling as his sore backside sank into his full diaper.
"Now, as for you, young lady," the Principal continued, "What do you have to say for yourself? Are you agreeing with your little friend's story?"
Sierra's eyes darted toward Jessie, still sniffling, remembering what he'd just been through. She didn't want to betray his trust, but she'd already had one spanking, and more than enough humiliation, for one day. "N-No, ma'am," she said quietly, hoping Jessie didn't hear. Or, rather, that's what she tried to say. What came out, instead, was, "Y-Yes, ma'am."
"Then you deserve the same punishment as her, don't you?" the Principal asked. "And, since this is the second time you've had to visit me today, I will be changing you, in person, tomorrow morning. Until then, I'll make sure the seamstresses don't give you any spare diapers. If you try to have your friend get you an extra to use, you'll both regret it. I want everyone to be able to see, and smell, how naughty you are for the rest of the day."
Sierra's heart was beating faster and faster, remembering how she'd tried to shake her head earlier, and nodded, how she'd been so clumsy when she wasn't holding Ashley's hand when they went to get the uniform, and again on the way across the room. She glanced over at the Principal's desk, where, sure enough, the words on all the papers there were gobbledygook.
The anti-magic field was weaker at the playground, but, unfortunately, that had allowed the curses she'd worked so hard to get around to come back. And that meant, no matter what she did, the braces were going to make it so that she couldn't say no. She gulped, looking over at Jessie again, both of them blushing.
She had no reason to believe this was anything other than a Muggle school, or that the Principal was bluffing when she pretended not to know what Jessie was talking about. If she could get to the playground, she could get them home, but she'd have to take her punishment first, and hope that Ashley and her friends weren't hanging around, since that seemed to be their spot. Until they could find a way to get out there safely, they'd have to both try to blend in, like any other schoolgirls, which, considering they were both in diapers, one couldn't read anymore and was in danger of being punished when that inevitably caused her to get bad grades, and one was a boy, might be a little more difficult than it sounded.
"Well?" the Principal snapped. "Do I need to punish you, too, young lady?"
Sierra gulped, staring up at the enema bag, still hanging from the hook, hoping she could at least hold it a little longer than Jessie had, and said the only thing she could. "Y-Yes, ma'am."