And I'm back here. Since July. Maybe, just maybe, one day...this and the Artemis Punishment will be finished.
To that guest reviewer: I'm just a slow updater.
PJOABDL
"Thaly~..." Percy whined during the ride on the Boar's back.
The daughter of Zeus felt her heart sink. "Yes, Percy?"
"I need to poop..."
Thalia winced. She knew that it was coming. She just hoped it came when they weren't on the back of a magic pig. She doubted it would stop so they could take a potty break.
"Can you hold it, buddy?"
"I've been holding it," Percy said with a strained voice.
"Okay. Alright then." Thalia pursed her lips. She tapped Grover. "Where is this thing taking us and how far away is it?"
"I do not know."
Thalia's brow twitched. "Can you find out?"
"Yes," Grover said, and he continued to give Thalia an innocent stare.
She growled at him. "If you don't stop being difficult with me, I'm going to spank you with my spear...while its electrified."
Grover squeaked at the thought of being spanked with Thalia's electrified spear. He leaned forward and asked the Boar where he was taking them, and responded with a series of reeeets.
"He said he's taking us to a watering hole in Arizona. Should be about another hour at our current speed."
Thalia looked at Percy. "Can you hold it for another, buddy?"
"Uh-uh," Percy shook his head. "I haffa go now."
Thalia sighed, resigning herself to the fact that she was going to have a very difficult pull-up to change in an hour or so. He'd be sitting in his mess, the bouncing of the Boar making it squish and spread, and the mess would have time to dry out and get attached, as it were.
"Alright. Just go ahead and poop in your pull-up. I'll change you when we stop."
"Okay," Percy said simply.
He raised his butt from the boar, and his face scrunched up. Bianca, who was sitting behind Percy, couldn't resist putting her hand against his seat. She giggled at the feeling of Percy's poop expanding the bottom of his onesie. Percy didn't seem to care that Bianca was feeling him poop his pants; he was more relieved that he'd finally relieved himself. Without a care, he put his weight back down on the Boar, giggling a little at the squishy feeling of his mess spreading in his pull-up.
Thalia adopted a flat look as she heard her Little giggling as he pooped himself. 'Yeah, you just go ahead and laugh. It's not like you have to wipe your stinky butt.'
Bianca turned to Zoe and opened her mouth, but the Huntress cut her off.
"I take it you need to poop as well?"
Bianca nodded rapidly.
"Then do so. Just know you're going to have to sit in it for the next hour."
Bianca didn't care about that. She raised her butt and pushed, filling her pull-up with a big, firm chunk of waste. She sat down and was surprised to feel that it didn't completely spread out. It actually maintained most of its form, only flattening just a little, meaning Bianca was sitting on top of a lump in her pants.
She kinda liked it.
And so there they were: Grover was driving a magic pig, Thalia sitting behind him, with Zoe in the rear, and between the girls were a couple of Little-minded half-bloods, children of the Big Three at that, wearing dirty pull-ups.
True to Grover conversation with the Boar, the magic beast stopped at a watering hole somewhere in the Arizona desert.
"Um..." Percy pointed at the towering mounds of scrap metal that weren't even fifty feet away.
"One of Hephaestus's junkyards," Zoe said gravely. "One of the many places here on Earth that he discards broken machines, unfinished projects, and whatever else he decides he doesn't want."
"And despite this being his garbage, I take he's still very possessive of it?" Thalia asked with a little grin.
"Correct," Zoe sighed. "We will rest here until nightfall, when it is cooler. In the meantime, I do believe there are a couple of Little ones in need of changing."
Percy and Bianca giggled.
"Alright, buddy," Thalia said, leading Percy over a ways for some semblance of privacy. "You want a diaper this time, or another pull-up?"
"May I have a diaper, please? I don't think pull-ups are good enough."
Thalia found out why Percy thought that in a few minutes. She set a mat under his butt, set out the wipes, the powder, and the clean diaper, and then went about getting his clothes out of the way. The lion onesie was easy enough, since it had snaps on the butt for changing, but the pants were a little more difficult. Also, on those pants, Thalia could see that Percy's pull-up had leaked poop. He'd had a blowout during the ride.
Thalia took the pants off and set them aside, then, with a deep breath, tore the sides of Percy's pull-up, revealing the smelly nightmare therein. Percy giggled at Thalia's expression.
"Yeah, you just laugh it up, kid. Let's see how much laughing you do when I put you over my knee here in second, and spank you for making me have to clean your nasty butt."
Percy stopped giggling and pouted.
"Uh-huh, that's what I thought."
True to her earlier prediction, Percy's poop had dried and crusted to his skin, meaning she really had to dig with those wipes in order to clean him up. Eventually, though, Percy was all clean, if not really moist from all the wipes. Thalia unfolded his new diaper, set it under him, sprinkled powder along the inside of the padding and some more directly on his crotch, and then pulled the front up and taped it snug.
"There we go, all nice and dry."
"Yay!" Percy cheered. "Thank you, Thaly."
Thalia smiled. She liked this new name. "You're welcome, buddy."
She rebuttoned the flaps of his onesie, and scooped him up, setting him on her hip.
Zoe finished changing Bianca into a diaper long before Thalia finished changing Percy, those centuries of experience coming into play. The Huntress also had her charge on her hip. Camp was made between the five, and dinner came in the form of weenies roasted over an open fire that Zoe showed them how to make.
Fortunately or unfortunately depending on you looked at it, once the night came, the time that Zoe said they would resume their quest, the Littles were sound asleep. Zoe and Thalia simply picked them up and carried them through the junkyard, letting Grover lead the way with his satyr senses. With Bianca being asleep, she couldn't grab the Hades figurine that triggered Talos which resulted in her death, and so the five heroes made it through the junkyard without issue, since Grover and Thalia weren't stupid enough to touch anything.
Especially with babies on board.
However, even once they cleared the junkyard, they found themselves nowhere near out of the woods.
"Welcome to Gila Claw," Grover read the sign. "Uh, where's it at?"
On the other side of the sign was a gas station, and across the dirt road from that was a taco diner. Both of which were abandoned and boarded up.
"I think we just walked onto the set of the Arizona Chainsaw Massacre," Thalia said.
"In that case, beware of anyone we meet here," said Zoe. "In fact, it's probably the best idea to just kill whoever we meet here."
"You might have a hard time with that."
The sudden voice prompted Thalia to whip around and discharge a bolt of lightning from her hand. The arc of electricity slammed dead center into the flat of huge bronze sword and fizzed out.
"I love it!" Ares crowed. "Hear an unknown voice and your first instinct is to attack! You really are my sister."
Zoe glowered at the war god. "What is it that you want, Ares?"
"Me? Nothing. My girlfriend, though..."
On que, a disgustingly pink limousine came roaring from the other side of the hill, coming to a stop behind Ares with a screech of the tires. The door popped open to reveal an absolutely stunning goddess.
"I'd like a word with that precious little one you have there," Aphrodite said, looking at Thalia.
The daughter of Zeus bristled. "I don't know what you want with Percy, but you aren't getting him. Not even over my dead body."
"I'll take that bet," Ares grinned, gripping his sword.
Zoe handed the still-sleeping Bianca to Grover and stepped forward. "I trust I need not remind you both that we are on a mission of the utmost importance. Lady Artemis has been captured and we are working to rescue her. Your presence is delaying us, and prolonging the goddess's tenure as a prisoner of the enemy. Lord Zeus will not be pleased with this, nor will Lord Poseidon appreciate any slights against his son. And there's M'lady's retribution as well."
"Nonsense," Aphrodite dismissed everything Zoe brought up. "Won't even take five minutes. It'll take longer the more you keep stalling. I just want to have a word with Little Percy there."
"You can if I'm in there with him," Thalia stated.
"Fine, fine."
Aphrodite made a motion with her hand and Thalia was lifted off her feet. The goddess brought her through the air and into the limo, the door shutting behind them. Ares grinned at the other three heroes.
"Who wants some tacos?"
He snapped his fingers and the previously abandoned diner came to life as if it were the grand reopening.
Zoe knew a divine dismissal when she saw one, and she gathered Bianca from Grover and led the satyr inside. It was out of their hands now.
"Oh, he's such a sweetie," Aphrodite cooed.
She reached out to stroke Percy's cheek, the Little boy still sleeping, leaning on Thalia's shoulder, drooling onto her jacket, but the punk girl's hand snapped up to intercept the divine appendage.
"Don't. Touch. Him."
"What a mother hen complex you have, dear. Feeling guilty about your failure with Jason?"
Thalia recoiled as if a glowing branding iron was thrust in her face. Her face soon contorted into one of abject fury, but before she could channel her inner Sith and blast Aphrodite full of lightning, the goddess just waved her hand. Thalia was engulfed in a swirl of pink light and hidden from view. When the light spun away, the demigoddess was gone. In her place was a thick, teen-sized diaper that was white with electric blue wings and leakguards, with patterns of cartoony lightning bolts and thunderclouds and waterdrops.
With Thalia suddenly gone, turned into a diaper, Percy fell over since he had been leaning on her shoulder. His eyes popped open at the feeling of gravity and he caught himself. He looked around in a panic, seeing an unfamiliar woman, seeing an unfamiliar place, and seeing a distinct lack of Thaly. Like any three-year-old that woke up from his nap to find himself surrounded by unknowns without his mommy to provide comfort, Percy's stress levels shot through the roof and he started sniffling.
"There, there," Aphrodite cooed. "No need for tears. That part comes later."
She reached forward and tapped the boy's forehead. The light in Percy's eyes sharpened, the tears dried, and his poster changed. He was no longer in Littlespace.
"What did you do to Thalia?" he growled.
Aphrodite smirked. Percy was so angry that the magic behind her ever-shifting appearance didn't affect him. The goddess inclined her head towards the diaper on the seat next to him.
He looked at it, and his eyes widened. "You turned her into a diaper...? Turn her back! Now!"
"In due time," Aphrodite assured the diapered boy. "In the meantime, you and I are going to talk about your adorable situation."
Percy felt heat rise to cheeks. He suddenly became extremely conscious of the padding between his legs and the onesie that clothed him.
"Don't be embarrassed, Percy! You look so cute! But there are things to think about. For example, your mother. She is such a kind and compassionate woman; however, I cannot say for certain what she will say about this."
Aphrodite waved her hand at Percy, indicating his onesie and crinkling diaper as he shifted uncomfortably.
"After all, she did spend so much time and money in the effort of potty training you, only for you to end up back in diapers anyway. Not to mention how you're effectively substituting her with Thalia. That'll be a blow, probably the real blow."
"Stop it," Percy murmured, clenching his fists.
"I'm just putting things into perspective, sweetie."
"Why?" Percy hissed.
At that question, Aphrodite's eyes glinted, and she actually got angry. "Because you are screwing with my story."
Percy stared at her, confused. "Your story? What-?"
"You and Annabeth!" Aphrodite cried. "It's so perfect, the son of Barnacle Beard, the daughter of Birdbrain, two gods that are rivals and always at each other's throats, and their kids are crushing on each other so, so hard-and you are screwing up my OTP by hanging around that little hoe!"
Aphrodite waved her hand at Thalia the Diaper.
"Annabeth hasn't even seen your little pecker, and this one's been touching it as she's changed your diapers! It's outrageous, it's unfair! You're supposed to be with Annabeth, not Thalia!"
"But I don't like Thalia like that!" Percy protested. "I just...uh..."
"Let her change your diapers?" the goddess supplied. "How much more intimate can you be with someone without actually having sex at that point? Face it, Thalia's hands have been all over your junk, and they've practically been inside you when she wiped your poop away-and you've been enjoying it. You've been enjoying having Thalia as your mommy dom. Tell me, have you even considered Annabeth at all during this quest? From when Craterface put that first diaper on you, to when Thalia first changed you, to this very moment, have you even thought about Annabeth and what she would say if she saw you now, diapered and being carried around on Thalia's hip just like a little baby?"
Percy stricken silent. No, he hadn't been thinking about Annabeth. Being totally honest, he wasn't even sure what he'd been thinking at all in regards to this quest. They were going to save Artemis, sure, but Percy hadn't even thought of Annabeth, that she might be where the goddess was at. To be fair, though, he had been in Littlespace for the majority of this quest, and all of his thoughts had primarily revolved around Thalia in the same way a toddler's thoughts revolved around his mommy.
When was Mommy going to feed him, when was she going let him take a nap, when was she going to take him to the potty, when was she going to change his dirty underwear, was he being a good boy for Mommy, etc.
"Face it, baby boy, you're more hung up on Thalia now, than Annabeth. I mean, come on, do you really think Annabeth's going to be willing to wipe your stinky butt and help you take you pull-up down so you can poo-poo in the potty? I think not."
"Then why don't you do something about it if it means so much to you?" Percy bit out.
"Oh, I am going to do something about it," Aphrodite said in an almost menacing matter. "You see, Thalia doesn't actually love you."
Percy recoiled.
"Like how you're replacing poor Sally with Thalia as your mommy, Thalia's replacing a family member of her own with you. You see, she was not an only child. She had a little brother. Zeus went back for seconds. Only, Hera wasn't so forgiving this time around, and so she came for the boy, poor little Jason Grace. That's all you are to Thalia. Just a replacement for her dead brother. You're just someone for her to coddle and care for and make herself feel better. You're just a coping mechanism."
"No!" Percy cried.
"Yes. And I'm going to prove it. I'm going to change you up a bit, make a disconnect between you and Jason, and you'll see. Thalia will drop you like a dirty diaper."
"No!" Percy insisted.
Aphrodite just smirked and waved her hand. Percy was engulfed in swirling lights like Thalia had been, and when the swirl cleared, he was different. His hair was longer and straighter, with random curved sprigs here and there. His face was softer, his body daintier, and there was a space between his legs that wasn't there before.
"You turned me..." Percy trailed off at the higher pitch to his voice. "You turned me into a girl!?"
"Let's see how much Thalia cares for you now," Aphrodite smirked.
She snapped her fingers and Thalia was transformed back to her human self. Before anything could be said, the door popped open and the demigods were thrown out by an invisible force. Ares laughed at them as they picked themselves out of the dirt. He hopped into the limo, the door shut behind him, and the magic vehicle went speeding away.
Thalia slowly turned her head to look at Percy. Percy looked back at her, wide-eyed and freaking out. The new girl's face turned red as tears burst to her eyes. Percy sprang to her feet, turned, and ran off. She didn't get ten feet before Thalia tackled her from behind.
"No, no, no!" Percy thrashed, currently in the middle of a total meltdown.
It was too much for her. Aphrodite had gotten into her head.
But Thalia held on tightly, refusing to let go. "Shhhh," she said. "Shhhh, baby. Calm down, calm down. I'm not going anywhere."
Percy screamed at the absolute top of her lungs, tears pouring down her face. She screamed and screamed and screamed some more, tossing, trying to throw Thalia off. She was in such a state that all logic had left her and there was nothing at this point besides raging hormones and out of control emotions. But Thalia held strong to her Little.
Finally, with a scream that caused the ground to crack around them, the power of the Earthshaker, Percy burned out, her meltdown over. She went limp in Thalia's arms, sniffling and shaking.
"I'm not going, anywhere, Percy," Thalia said, now able to be heard.
She sat up, positioning Percy so her poor head was resting on her shoulder, and she rested her chin atop the diapered girl's head. Thalia produced Percy's pacifier and put it in her mouth. She started sucking on it instantly. Percy's arm came up and gripped Thalia's jacket so hard that if it had been a glass bottle, the bottle would've shattered.
"You're not a substitute for Jason," Thalia said firmly. "You are my Little, and I love you as my Little. We'll deal with Sally and Annabeth later. Right now, it's just you and me. We're going to get through this, together. You hear me Percy? Together."
Percy nodded once against Thalia's chest. In seconds, her sucking slowed down until her mouth just remained slightly agape, and the pacifier responded to gravity. Thalia caught the soother, and didn't even care about the drool beginning to stream down her jacket. She planted a long, motherly kiss atop Percy's head, then she scooped the exhausted brunette up.
The others saw Thalia walking towards the re-abandoned diner and came out to meet her halfway. Grover was pale as milk.
"He...he...he...so much pain...head...still hurting..."
Zoe was carrying the still-sleeping Bianca on her hip, and was supporting Grover with her free hand.
"What happened?" the Huntress demanded in an angry tone that wasn't for Thalia.
"Aphrodite," the daughter of Zeus growled so low and rough that actual thunder rumbled in the distance. "She turned Percy into a girl in some stupid attempt to prove something."
Zoe blinked. "That whore turned Percy into a girl?"
"I literally just said that."
"Sorry. That's not her usual style."
"Whatever. Let's go. We've got a goddess to save, and I've got a different goddess's skull to cave in."
PJOABDL
Hope you liked it! The next thing coming up is redhood5590's request.
"One will be changed in the land without rain," remember? Well, that would be Aphrodite changing Percy into a girl in the name of securing her Percabeth OTP. Some unexpected results are coming the love goddess's way, and so far, the way this story ends is that Percy, Thalia, and Annabeth join the Hunt, with Percy as a baby with Bianca, Thalia as a switch, and Annabeth as Percy and Thalia's mommy.
Unless I think of something better, or someone else gives me a better idea.
I don't really plan these things all the way through. I just start writing and it all just unfolds. :P