Yay, we're back!

Hope you liked the first chapter, and I wonder if any of you bothered formulating your own theories as to what's happening, or if you just read all this and was like, "Dude, quit writing with the mystery subplot thing and get to my ageregression fetish already!"

If that wasn't you, then great! If that was you, then slow your horses.

Things like this require a delicate touch.

PJOABDL

The kindergartners didn't get to see their Buddies except for on Wednesdays, meaning Reyna's chances to observe Lexi were limited, since the sixth graders were on the whole opposite side of the school from the kindergarten section of the building. Because of that, Reyna had to go through a Thursday, a Friday, a Monday, a Tuesday, and a weekend in the middle of all that, before the sixth graders came around again.

During that time, Reyna played nice with Abby, whom she suspected to be the apprentice of a witch, and she suspected Lexi to be that witch. She never accused the girl or confronted her, playing it cool until she knew for certain what was going on so she could plan a proper attack.

The days were simple and fun, for the most part. Reyna went to change into her Goodnite for naptime, only waking up dry one time in the past week, and dutifully wore her Goodnite for bedtime when at home with Thalia, and thus far had yet to wake up dry from a full night of sleep. By that point, Reyna had become accustomed to wet pull-ups and bedwetting, and so it no longer bothered her in the slightest to wake up in soaked padding.

What was making Reyna scared was the longer she spent as Thalia's daughter, the harder it was becoming to stay focused. That weekend had been killer on Reyna's emotions.

On Saturday, Thalia had taken her to a local archery range, and the instructors there had thought it was absolutely adorable that a darling as young as Reyna wanted to try archery. Of course, it was less adorable when Reyna was using her junior bow (due to her little body) and was getting perfect marks at the ranges her bow could fire given the length of the string. After that, Thalia had taken Reyna to go get ice cream, and they spent the rest of the day at home together, curled on the couch as they watched violent and bloody 80's action movies.

They baked cookies for dinner.

On Sunday, they went to the store for some things, and Thalia put not just one, but two of the big boxes of Goodnites into the buggy. At 44 pants per box in the S/M size, Reyna now had a total of 89 Goodnites to her name. She had been on her second to last pant last night, meaning she only had one left this morning. The thing was, Reyna didn't say anything. She didn't even think say anything. She saw Thalia put the boxes into the buggy, and she felt no shame in that, despite the fact that it was obvious to anyone with half a brain that all those diapers were for her.

The usual five-year-old would at least protest to having her diapers so visibly displayed by her mother for everyone to see.

Thalia did notice how Reyna didn't say anything. The little Huntress had watched her put the boxes into the buggy as if Thalia had simply been putting a package of cheese slices.

For dinner that Sunday, they'd actually gone out together to hunt, driving an hour to get to the forest. They collected a number of animals, such as rabbits, raccoons, a few squirrels, and they even bagged a deer. Which was illegal, since deer season didn't open until November.

But they were Hunters of Artemis. They were beyond the laws of men.

Archery with Thalia, baking cookies with Thalia, TV with Thalia, hunting one-on-one with Thalia-but it was all different than when they were in the Hunt together. Not to say they weren't in the Hunt right now, but it was different. More different. Kind of different. They were like, mother and daughter right now.

And Reyna...loved it.

She loved having a mommy. She loved having an older woman in her life that was bigger than her, stronger than her, took all the responsibility from her, and was able to pick her up and carry her and take care of everything for her. Thalia washed Reyna's clothes, made her breakfast and dinner, packed her lunch, set out her clothes, and even wiped Reyna's butt for her whenever she pooped a whole lot and spent five minutes wiping, and got impatient.

She called to Thalia for help and Thalia came, ensuring Reyna didn't end up with brown marks in her underwear and a diaper rash.

Speaking of diapers, it was also Thalia that properly disposed of Reyna's wet Goodnites. Reyna just left them in the bathroom trashcan in the morning and the weekend afternoons after her nap, where they would've sat there and soured, stinking up the bathroom and potentially the whole house, but Thalia intervened. She bought a diaper genie one day and set it up in the garage. Every day, after she got back home from dropping Reyna off at school, she'd go retrieve the wet Goodnite dispose of it.

Thalia could see it just like Reyna did. They were beginning to enjoy their roles too much.

"Reyna? You in there?"

Reyna blinked and was returned to the present. "What?"

Abby giggled. "You were up in space."

"Oh. Nice view up there."

Abby giggled again.

Reyna clenched her little fist. It was Wednesday, after naptime, the sixth graders on their way right now, and you want to know something? Reyna was still wearing her Goodnite from their nap earlier. She'd woken up dry and hadn't bothered to change back into her panties, so she'd been wearing her pull-up for the past few hours just like a little girl that was still in potty training, not a care or concern in the world. She was wearing her navy dress today, so there wasn't anything for her diaper to bulge against, and the skirt more than covered her lightly padded little bottom, and the noise of a kindergarten classroom was beyond enough to mask any crinkling noise.

Granted, if someone wanted to flip her skirt or happened to look under the desk when she had her legs spread, then her little secret would be out, but here in a kindergarten, the odds of that were low. The little boys weren't old enough to be perverts yet. However, Reyna was actually in violation of the school dress code, since the code stated any girl with an open skirt had to be wearing bottoms underneath for that exact reason. The school didn't want anyone getting a pantyflash.

The big sixth graders filed in, grounding Reyna once more. She needed to focus. She was on a mission. She needed to watch Lexi and Abby. She should've already concocted some plan to get back into the nurse's office to investigate the sink cabinet, like feigning a tummy ache or some other sickness, or just had another accident.

Would Thalia help change her clothes if she had an accident?

Would she help change Reyna's pull-up if she pooped in it...?

"Hey, Reyna!" Sydney chirped, grounding Reyna once more.

"Hey!"

"Did you have a good weekend?"

"Yeah!" And Reyna actually got really engaged in telling Sydney about her weekend with her mommy, going to practice archery, baking cookies, the varmint hunting they did together, shooting squirrels and the like (Reyna left out the part about the deer, just in case). "And we watched TV," Reyna concluded.

"Oh, wow! Hunting is so cool. My dad and I go hunting sometimes. Usually just bird hunting, like doves and ducks. Maybe we can go dove hunting one day!"

"Maybe!" Reyna agreed enthusiastically, but then she felt bad.

She was lying to this kind-hearted girl. And she was on a mission. She couldn't be going around, trying to set up playdates.

Speaking of missions, Reyna looked over at Lexi and Abby. They were speaking in tones so hushed, that Reyna, even straining her Huntress hearing, was unable to hear what they were saying. They were too quiet, and all the side conversations between the other Buddies was too much.

Another red flag to Reyna.

Her eyes travelled to young Cameron, whose Buddy Brent had vanished following last week's altercation between them and Lexi and Abby. He had been assigned to another Buddy, one that already had a partner, and so the two little boys were competing for the older girl's attention. She must've had younger brothers of her own, because she didn't look at all bothered or troubled that she was being fought over by the little boys.

"Hey, you okay?" Sydney nudged Reyna.

Man, she was really spacing out a lot today.

"Yeah. What're we doing?"

"Today, we're something we use in our everyday lives, and thinking of ways to make it better."

"Our Goodnites," Reyna blurted without really thinking of it.

Sydney blushed and glanced around to make sure no one had heard that. "O-Okay, we can do that, yeah. Well, like I said last week, I wish we could choose our designs. Kind of silly, right? Choosing who I'd rather pee on, Ariel, Elena, or some butterflies."

Reyna giggled. "I don't think it's silly. I think something that would make Goodnites a whole lot better is the sides. They only tear apart. I think it'd be better if the sides were, uh, redoable? Refast...fasten..."

"Refastenable?" Sydney supplied. "Like the sides on Pull-Ups?"

"Yeah, exactly like that. It'd make changes a lot easier. Wouldn't have to take your shoes and pants off, just tears the sides and take the dirty one off, then take the clean one, tear the sides, put it in place, and then refasten them."

"That'd definitely work with special needs kids," Sydney mused, "but I think a lot of the older kids wouldn't like it. Bedwetting's embarrassing enough as it is, and wearing Goodnites, which are pull-ups, which most people just associate with diapers, makes it even more embarrassing. One of those disconnects from Goodnites and diapers though are the sides. If the sides become refastenable, that disconnect is gone, and sales might go down."

"Hm, maybe."

"Did you actually understand all of those big words?"

"I'm not stupid," Reyna grinned. "Like I said, I'm actually seventeen."

Sydney giggled. "I love your imagination. Don't let it die, okay?"

"Never," Reyna promised.

That's when she felt a presence behind her. She turned in her chair to see Lexi looming above, her dark eyes fixed on Sydney.

"Yes, Lexi?" Sydney asked neutrally.

Lexi didn't say anything. A grin slowly spread across her face, exposing very white teeth that were all perfectly straight. Reyna narrowed her eyes. Those teeth were too white and too straight. Lexi's eyes lingered on Sydney for a while longer before she walked off, heading out the door.

That's when Abby walked up. She didn't smile, though, just stared creepily at Sydney. Then she looked at Reyna and reached out to pat her atop her head, making the little Huntress flinch at the contact.

"Cute pull-up, little girl. Make sure you keep in dry and clean."

Abby walked off, following Lexi.

"What...was that all about?" Sydney said after a few seconds of confused silence.

"I don't know," Reyna answered.

"Cute pull-up? Are you...wearing a pull-up right now?"

Reyna's cheeks dusted red. "Y-Yeah. I went to go change my underwear for naptime, and I woke up dry, and...I didn't feel like going back to change."

"Oh. That's cool."

"You said you were born in December, right?"

"Yeah, why?"

"Happy early birthday," Reyna said with a smile. "In case I forget."

"Well, thanks!"

Reyna continued to smile, but she was not smiling on the inside.

PJOABDL

"I'm sure it's Lexi," Reyna said. "She came up to us today and really weird. Then Abby came up and told me my pull-up was cute, and that I needed to keep it clean and dry. Thalia, I never told her that I was still wearing my pull-up after our nap today."

"I see. Then you need to get into that clinic restroom and see what's down there in that cabinet. We're out of time. If Lexi is the witch, then she's kidnapped eleven kids in less than a month."

Reyna nodded from her booster seat. "And Sydney will make twelve. The sixth girl, born in December."

Thalia nodded. Her grip was so tight on the steering wheel that the wheel was warping under her strength. "Need to make sure you get lots of sleep tonight. And that you have plenty of weapons on you. And that you go to the bathroom a whole bunch. You can't fight witches with poop in your pants. And, uh-"

"Thalia," Reyna said, a little tinge of fear in her voice as she beheld Thalia's concern. "I fought in three wars, flew across the Atlantic by myself, and single-handedly killed Orion. I...I think I can handle a prepubescent witch."

Reyna smiled reassuringly.

"I know..." Thalia said distantly.

When they got home, Thalia scooped Reyna out of her booster seat and held the little girl very tight to her larger, adult chest. "I don't want anything to happen to you."

Tears sprang to Reyna's eyes as that five-year-old constitution broke down in the wake of genuine motherly love.

Thalia went inside to avoid the eyes of the neighbors. "You're still wearing your pull-up," she noted. "Did you have an accident today?"

Reyna shook her little head against Thalia's shoulder. "Woke up dry from naptime. Didn't feel like changing."

"Okay."

Reyna recalled her thought from earlier today, and seeing as how it seemed their time as mother and daughter was coming to an end, she decided to see if Thalia would really do it. As she was held in the elder Hunter's arms, Reyna relaxed her bowels and pushed. The warm mess easily slid into her Goodnite and pushed the padding out with a light crinkle.

"Huh?" Thalia said.

Reyna tensed as Thalia lifted the skirt of her dress and tugged out the waistband of her Goodnite with her thumb, seeing the brown mass nestled down inside.

"Uh-oh, looks like I've got a stinky girl to change. Let's get you out of that dirty pull-up."

Thalia took Reyna to her room and set her down on her bed, laying her on her back.

She got one of Reyna's Goodnites out from the space in her closet where the box was sitting, and then she quickly went to the bathroom and came back with the package of wipes that sat upon the lid to the toilet tank. Thalia got to work, bunching Reyna's skirt around her waist so she had full access to the girl's poopy diaper.

"Did you do this on purpose, or did it just fall out of you?" Thalia asked. "I mean, did you just suddenly lose your bowel control?"

"O-On purpose," Reyna said nervously, jumping a small bit at the touch of the cold wipes across her filthy bottom. "I wanted...to see if you'd change me."

"Wasn't much of a gamble, since I've already wiped your butt so many times already," Thalia grinned.

"Well, yeah, but that after I pooped in the potty. This is...in my pants."

"Eh, just a slightly bigger mess to clean up, nothing major."

Thalia had set Reyna's dirty Goodnite to the side, the sides torn and the pant left open, just like a diaper, Reyna's big load left exposed to stink up the room. All the dirty wipes were being set inside the open pull-up. Thalia finished wiping Reyna's butt entirely clean, and then got the clean Goodnite. She spread it wide open and started sliding it up her little girl's legs until it was in place on her hips.

"No panties?" Reyna asked with a grin.

Thalia tapped her on the nose. "Little girls who poop in their pull-ups don't get to wear panties until they prove to their mommy they can poop in the potty like a big girl."

"Guess I'm not going to be a big girl for a while then."

"Ha! Knew it."

Reyna blinked. "Huh?"

"You're a Little," Thalia said. "Capital 'L.' I've had my suspicions since you joined, like how you've woken up with your thumb in your mouth sometimes, how you love Elena of Avalor, and I don't know if you did it on purpose or not, but I found your stash last month because you didn't put it away properly."

Reyna blushed. "Dammit, I always wondered."

"Yeah, that pack of hydras attacked."

"Yep. Was playing, and didn't have enough time to hide it all."

"Mm-hm. Didn't see any diapers, though, just pull-ups."

"I don't do diapers. I guess I am a Little. Not that Little though."

"You like having accidents like a naughty girl."

Reyna blushed. "I'm allowed to be kinky."

"Technically. As Hunters, we can't have any romantic relationships, not even between us-I mean, within the Hunt. We can't have romance even in the Hunt. That's bad. Not that I'm romantically attracted to you or anything-not to say that aren't someone that I wouldn't have-than anyone wouldn't have-romantic feelings for-and I know said you're romantic but you're asexual about it, and uh-"

"Thalia," Reyna interrupted. "Maybe we can have a talk about any kind of romance between us when I'm not five-years-old?"

Thalia turned scarlet. "Y-Yeah."

"And also when the atmosphere isn't being poisoned by my dirty pull-up over there."

"Yeah, let's get that out of here."

Thalia balled the stinky diaper up and though she couldn't close it on account of Goodnites not having tapes, she did pull the sides tight and held it like closed like that all the way to the garage, where she stuffed it down inside the diaper genie. It barely fit with all the other wet Goodnites that were already down inside.

"Need to change that," Thalia muttered, and so she did.

She took the full bag out, sliced the plastic, twisted it up and tied it together, then pulled some more of the plastic from the bin and tied it off, then shoved her fist down inside to finish the process of making a new bag for the future soiled diapers. Er, pull-ups. Thalia picked up the "diaper sausage," as the full bag of dirty diapers was called, and stuffed it down inside the garage trashcan. Then she pulled that bag out and sealed it up, ready for the trashman tomorrow.

Back in the living room, Thalia found Reyna on the couch, in her top-and-bottom Elena pajama set.

"Last night with my mommy before we take care of business tomorrow and go back to life with the Hunt?"

Thalia nodded. "Whatever you want, baby."

PJOABDL

They took some meat from the freezer and cooked it to perfection, and watched more Elena while they ate. They spent the rest of the evening together on the couch, cozy and warm. By bedtime, Reyna needed another diaper change, having wet and messed herself again. Thalia cleaned her up with no complaint or issue and slid another clean Goodnite up Reyna's legs, and took the stinky one to the garage.

Reyna had nightmare about when she was a little girl the first time. She'd wet her bed then, too, and she had a nightmare that her father was screaming and yelling at her, sending furniture flying, tearing apart the walls and ceilings in his phantom rage. She awoke in tears and a wet pull-up, and immediately went running for Thalia.

Thalia comforted her, changed her into a dry pull-up, and held her tight to her chest for the rest of the night until morning, keeping little Reyna safe and protected from the nightmares.

She woke up dry, of course, her bladder having already emptied. She put on panties for the day, as today was a day of business, not a day of play. A purple polo for her top, and her khaki skort for her bottom.

Thalia got the school, her knuckles white. As they made their way through the line of cars to the front door of the school, Thalia said to Reyna, "Be mindful. Lexi's a witch, so she can do pretty much anything. We don't know the extent of her magic, and whatever thing she's planning, it'll probably make her stronger, so it's key that you stop her."

"Yeah," Reyna nodded.

"And you might be a five-year-old, but you still have the full blessing Artemis and all the benefits that come with it. Enhanced strength, speed, reflexes, senses, and you have all your training, too. And that clip in your hair is a self-reloading crossbow-"

"I know. I put it in myself."

"-and you have your knives. Those clothespins on the sides of your skirt."

"I put those there, too."

"I know you grabbed them and put them there!" Thalia snapped, making Reyna flinch. Thalia sighed. They'd made it to the front of the line. "Reyna, I...please. Be careful. For me? I...I can't...I can't lose you too. Not like Jason."

Reyna had to wipe some tears from her eyes after that one. "I won't. I promise."

Thalia nodded. "Good. Have a great day, sweetie."

"I will, Mommy."

Reyna hopped out of her booster seat and jogged up into the school for her last day. One way or another.

PJOABDL

It was Thursday, meaning the Buddies wouldn't be coming around, which meant Reyna had to be creative in how she was going to handle getting to the clinic bathroom, confronting Lexi, and neutralizing Abby. Reyna couldn't count on the apprentice staying out of things.

The first and second parts were easy enough.

At naptime, Reyna blew a little something into Abby's face, a special sleep powder that would ensure she'd be out for the next hour. Then, Reyna filed out with the other kids to the restroom to change into their pull-ups, only she hung back a little bit.

Reyna smirked to herself a little bit. Today was about the mission, but that didn't mean Reyna couldn't have just a bit of fun with herself. Standing alone in the big stall, she stood still and relaxed her bowels. With a little sigh, dinner from yesterday went sliding out of Reyna's butt and into her underwear. The fabric of her panties and skorts crackled as it expanded to accommodate Reyna's smelly load, and when it all settled, she sighed again at the feeling of the warm, sticky mass that now pushed against her butt and her clothes.

Sticking her head under the stall, Reyna saw she was alone in the restroom, the other girls finished changing into their pull-ups. Opening her door, Reyna had to waddle over to the mirror due to how big the poop in her pants was. She lifted her skirt and looked over her shoulder to see herself in the mirror.

"Wow," she muttered, seeing the size of the bulge in her pants.

She clenched her fist and placed it against her butt, and breathed again at seeing how the bulge in her pants was actually bigger than her fist. Well, she couldn't very well fight the forces of evil with her movement so impaired by what was essentially a baseball pressing against the back of her legs, so she waddled back to her stall, lowered the seat of the toilet, positioned herself, raised her skirt, and then threw her weight down onto the potty seat.

Reyna gasped at the feeling of her firm poop getting mashed and squished between her body and the porcelain. She felt her mess spread about the crack of her butt and over her cheeks, and she started grinding back and forth, really smashing it flat. Reyna stood back up, and this time didn't waddle because now her poop and been formed and molded to the shape of her butt. She went back to the mirror and examined herself. Previously, there had just been a rather big bulge. The bulge was now gone, and instead there was a huge, brownish stain across the whole seat of her of skort.

Reyna waved her little hand in front of her nose. "Whew. Stinky."

Footsteps from outside rapidly got louder and Ms. Sherman briskly walked in. "Reyna? Are you-oh, dear."

Not exactly how Reyna saw that going down, but it saved time. "I couldn't get my skirt off."

Ms. Sherman didn't look convinced of Reyna's story. Instead, she actually looked like she believed the truth of the matter, that being that Reyna had pooped herself on purpose.

"I see. Well, sweetie, get your bag. We need to get you to the nurse so you can get changed and cleaned up."

Reyna just nodded. She went back to her stall and grabbed her bag, then joined her teacher to follow her to the clinic. Reyna's stink was palpable, strong even to her nose, and she did notice how Ms. Sherman fanned her face so many times. They made it to the clinic, and the teacher knocked on the doorframe again to get Nurse Thompson's attention.

"Oh, whew."

"Yes," Ms. Sherman sighed. Like before, she turned Reyna around, but this time with a bit of force to it, and she yanked up the back of Reyna's skirt to expose her stained bottom. "We've got a little stinker on our hands."

"Yep. Well, I take it you remember how to use the shower, right?"

Reyna nodded. "Yes, ma'am."

"Okay. Get to it, and I'll go get you a bag for your dirty clothes."

"Yes, ma'am."

Ms. Thompson tilted her head slightly to the side. "You don't seem too broken up about having pooped yourself, sweetie. Most girls your age would be crying their eyes out over this."

"Well, I'm not...you know what? Fuck this."

Ms. Thompson lunged, her teeth growing into fangs, her fingernails into claws, her tongue darting way too far out of her mouth, and her eyes turning yellow with slit pupils, but Reyna was faster. She yanked her hairclip out, the accessory instantly transforming into a crossbow, and she fired point-blank into the monster's forehead. It all happened so fast that poor Ms. Sherman didn't even have to scream, so Reyna capitalized by blowing that sleep powder up her nose.

Her eyes rolled back into her head and she pitched forward, but Reyna caught her and easily handled her weight. She dragged the teacher over to the beds and got her situated. Then Reyna went over and yanked her arrow out of the wall where it embedded after going straight through the monster nurse's head.

Considering that turn of events, Reyna concluded that she should not have so thoroughly pooped in her pants. She stunk all the way up to Olympus, and the muddy feeling across her butt was distracting. What's done was done, however. Reyna needed to move fast. Having grown up with witches on Circe's island, she knew some things, like how they liked to have demons guarding their lairs.

She hadn't told Thalia that little tidbit because she knew the girl would worry herself sick thinking about Reyna going up against a demon in her little form.

Moving quickly, Reyna entered the bathroom and went straight for the cabinet. She opened the door and felt the magic. She dispelled the illusion, and narrowed her eyes. The interior of the cabinet vanished, and in its place was a large hole in the ground. Down below, Reyna could see a fire going in the middle of the floor, and from her vantage point, maneuvering around a bit, she could see the missing kids, held against the wall via what looked like webbing.

Reyna set a little something inside the shower area, and then hopped down into the chamber.

She cringed a little bit at the sight of the tools. As in, the butchering tools. A cannibal witch. Lexi was going to chop up these kids and eat them. Reyna looked around, counting eleven kids, so all were present and accounted for. They were indeed held to the wall by stringy cobweb-like things, and in their mouths were pacifiers. It absolutely reeked down here, the burning fire failing in masking the horrendously sour and pungent stench of waste.

Reyna recalled what Abby had said to Brent, "Go poop in your pants, you stinky boy!" and Brent had gone running from the classroom after he pooped himself. Reyna concluded all these other kids must've been told the same thing, obviously a compulsion curse, and after they all pooped themselves and ran, they went straight here without ever being changed or cleaned up. Reyna winced at that thought. The first kids had been down here for over a month with their poop still filling their pants. Weeks with poop in your underwear? Ouch.

Actually, that was probably a serious health issue. The bacteria, for all that time, probably led to infections. Reyna looked around at the first boys and girls, and her heart went out to them. They were definitely going to need some healing when this was over, because they all had the diaper rash of their lives right now. Well, she probably wasn't too far behind them, given her own poopy pants.

"Well."

Reyna jumped out of her skin and spun, firing her crossbow at the person who had managed to sneak up behind her. The girl caught the speeding bolt between her fingers with ease.

Reyna's eyes went wide. "Sydney? You're the witch?"

Between her fingers, the crossbow bolt was transformed into a baby rattle. "I am. Lexi's an unwitting pawn, and Abby is my apprentice, though she thinks Lexi is the one teaching her."

"But why?"

"Why what? Why use my magic on Lexi? Why dupe Abby? Or why kidnap all these kids?"

"All of the above."

"Because it's fun. Because it's fun. I'm hungry and I intend to eat them."

"You don't have a December girl. Whatever ritual you're planning-"

Sydney barked a short laugh. "There isn't any ritual. I just took boys and girls in an alternating pattern in order of the calendar to see if anyone would be smart enough to figure that out. I could've taken anyone I pleased. Now, as for you, Lil' Miss Stinky, I think you'll better serve me as a diaper pail. Inanimate, still, and useful. Until you become too smelly, and then I'll throw you into a landfill."

"Not gonna happen."

"Oh, really? Think you can stop me, you stinky girl? With that little toy you have?"

"Something like that."

Syndey smirked and pointed her hand at the crossbow, only to yelp when it fired at her. Like the other bolt, she got it in an amazing show of reflex and accuracy. "The hell? Why didn't that work?"

"I, too, know magic," Reyna smirked. "For example."

She snapped her fingers and the bolt in Sydney's fingers exploded in a greenish gas.

"Really? A smoke screen? Give me a break, kid."

Sydney opened her mouth and inhaled all the gas, clearing her lair. She blinked when she saw Reyna standing there with a hand over her mouth.

"It's not smoke," she said. Sydney suddenly felt woozy and unfocused, her vision blurring. "It's anesthetic gas."

The young witch pitched over and collapsed into the world unconsciousness.

Reyna looked at the kids, looked at the butchering tools, recalled how Sydney said she was going to eat the kids, and promptly shot the sleeping witch in the head without an ounce of pity or mercy, or any kind of moral quandary about killing a sleeping, defenseless opponent. Actually, it felt rather good, being able to kill such a threat so easily.

The witch jerked when the bolt busted through her skull, and then her body turned solid black from head to toe, and then she melted away, dead and no doubt on the expressway to the Fields of Punishment. There was no telling if this was her first spiel, her first "crop," as it were, or if this was just another of her many harvests. Whatever the case, she'd been poised to kill and eat children.

Reyna sighed. "I really was looking forward to setting up a hunt with you. What a waste."

PJOABDL

With some magic and some Mist, Reyna got the kids free and out of the lair, which vanished into nothing as soon as Reyna climbed out of the hole for the final time after getting the last kid up there, and fixed the memories of all the parents, students, and staff that the kids had never been missing, along with the nurse. With a bit more Mist, Reyna wiped herself from the minds of everyone at the school.

Lexi and Abby had no memory of ever interacting with Sydney, or that she'd ever existed.

Speaking of, the witch had murdered her parents three years ago, chopping them up and even grinding their bones to literal powder. She'd apparently stumbled across a cursed amulet that addled her mind and gave her powers, but even after the amulet was destroyed by a priest, the evil remained, corrupting Sydney and turning her into an irredeemable monster.

And this school was actually her fourth lair. Sydney had murdered and eaten an even 48 children.

Reyna and Thalia learned all this when they went to investigate the girl's house, and found her diary. It was about as creepy as house as you could imagine for a twelve-year-old monster of a witch, with candles, dead animals, sigils drawn in blood, skeletons, and strangely enough, in the witch's bedroom, a veritable nursery. The bed had rails along the sides like a toddler's, and the dresser was stocked full of youth-sized diapers and pull-ups. The diaper pail was next to the dresser, and when Reyna stepped on the lever, she pinched her nose and stepped back as her sinuses were assaulted with the stench of dozens of dirty diapers.

The witch hadn't changed her diaper pail in a while it seemed.

"Well," Thalia said slowly. "I guess the mission's over. Resounding success."

"Yeah..." Reyna trailed off.

She'd cleaned up before they came over here, taking a nice, long shower to wash and scrub all her poop from her body. Thalia had thrown out Reyna's whole outfit, her underwear, skirt, and even her shirt, as all were just caked in Reyna's mess. Her shirt got dirty because the dress code demanded shirts be tucked in, so when she sat in her poop and squished it all around, the bottom hem of her shirt got dirty.

She got redressed in panties, denim shorts, and a purple t-shirt depicting a portrait wreathed in flowers of Elena holding her little sister, Isabel, with a caption at the bottom saying "Family is Everything." Most of the time, her shorts would ride down and her shirt would rise up, exposing the top part of her underwear.

"I guess...we pray to Artemis and officially wrap this up?" Thalia said, phrasing it more like a question than a statement.

Reyna didn't look too thrilled about doing that, though, and so she flat-out asked, "What if we didn't? What if we stayed, you know...as we are?" Shifting from foot to foot, Reyna nervously admitted in a small voice, "I like...having a mommy."

Thalia swallowed hard. Just like where Reyna's little, younger body had led her to instances of emotional outbursts, Thalia's bigger, older body had led her to instances of emotional control and reservation. Reyna was five, where Thalia was twenty-five, an adult, not a fifteen-year-old teenager anymore. Thalia's own thought processes were different.

"And I...like having a daughter. Even a big girl like you whose butt I have to wipe and whose pull-ups I need to change."

Reyna's cheeks turned a light red, but she smiled. "What are we going to do?"

"Well, lying to our goddess is definitely going to get us in tons of trouble."

"It certainly will," said the goddess herself as she walked around the corner of the hall. Her silver eyes twinkled as she beheld her girls. "A relationship like a mother and a daughter is not forbidden in the Hunt, but a romantic one-any kind of romance-is, as you both well know by now. And I sense between you two faint romantic feelings, ones currently being held in reserve given your age disparity. A decision must be made, girls. What will you do with your lives?"

Thalia and Reyna looked at each other, silently communicating with their eyes. They reached a consensus after a few seconds.

"M'lady," Thalia said. "We have nothing but thanks and gratitude for everything you've done for us, but we, with our feelings for each other, can't stay in the Hunt. We do love each other, or at least, we want to explore what it's like to love each other."

"We also like, you know, this," Reyna waved her hand between her and Thalia, indicating their ages and their relationship as mother and daughter. "Is it possible to give us the power of controlling our ages? Or at least, a magic item that we can put on and take off that changes our age?"

Artemus let out a musing hum. "Giving you the power to change your age would effectively make you ageless and timeless. Whenever you grow old, you can just make yourselves young again and re-age. This is a kind of forbidden immortality in the laws of death, and Uncle Hades would be most unpleased. It's a different kind of immortality than being turned into a goddess or being one of my maidens," the goddess added to answer the mounting question. "However, an item that will alter your ages can be created, but it will have limitations. It will only regress or progress you to an age you set, but only for a certain time, and there will be a cooldown period as well, that way you can't grow old and then reset your lives."

The girls nodded. "We accept."

Artemis held out her hand, and two wrist watches materialized. One was patterned after Elena's dress, red with little gold markings, and had a digital face, while the other was simple, businesslike, and analog. Obviously, Reyna got the little Elena watch, and Thalia grabbed the older watch. As soon as their hands touched the magic items, they gasped as they felt themselves growing and shrinking respectively, and magic being drained from them.

Artemis taking her blessing back, as their decision effectively excused them from the Hunt.

The goddess explained, "The first setting on the watch will determine the age you want, and the second setting will set your time. The limit is twelve hours, and however long you desire to be that age will be equal to the cooldown period. Twelve hours as a different age will mean twelve hours before you can change your age again. You this gift wisely, girls, and remember: you are both always welcome back in my Hunt, so long as you swear of romance."

Artemis started to glow, and the girls shut their eyes as the goddess revealed her true divine form to teleport away. When she was gone, the girls opened their eyes again to find the witch's house had been totally converted into a comfortable abode. Their own house.

"So," Thalia said, looking at Reyna.

"So," Reyna echoed looking at Thalia.

Little smiles started growing on their teenaged faces.

"I think we better go get some pull-ups before a certain little girl I know makes a mess everywhere."

Reyna smirked. Her face scrunched up and she let out a little grunt. Thalia heard the crackling of fabric, and familiar stink filled her nose.

"Too late," Reyna said. "Already made a mess."

"Oh, yeah? Well, I think as proper punishment and motivation to use the potty instead of your undies, you don't get to change until we get back from the store. That's right, young lady. You're going into public with me in your poopy britches."

The thought of being forced into public with her loaded pants made Reyna's crotch warm considerably. Her soiled panties started becoming damp between her legs, and it certainly wasn't from dribbling pee.

"Yes, Mommy."

"Good girl. Let's get going!"

And going did they get to getting. They had their ups and downs, of course, every couple did, but they made it work extremely well. They used their watches to enact every ageplayer's dream, actually turning into what age they wanted, be that baby, toddler, small child, tween, etc. Thalia changed too many of Reyna's pull-ups to count, and the same was said in reverse, in that Reyna changed too many of Thalia's pull-ups to count whenever they decided to engage in role reversal.

However, their natural bodies continued to age, and they got older, their wild teenage hormones settled, and their thoughts began to shift. Sure, it was fun for Reyna and Thalia to transform into little girls while the other played mommy, but what if...they were both the mommy, and there was a third person?

Their own actual, biological child?

After a prayer and a great night of sex, Reyna ended up pregnant, making her the mother and Thalia the effective father, something Thalia lorded over Reyna until they day they died as elderly women. They only had one child together, a little boy, and they didn't push him one way or the other into what he wanted to become.

He decided to grow into a man, and what a fine man he was, the legacy of Zeus and Bellona. When the next major threat arose and threatened the world, it was this young man, the son of Thalia and Reyna that led the new generation of heroes, the children of Annabeth and Percy, Frank and Hazel, Will and Nico, and Piper and the man she married.

Yes, man.

She and Shel eventually broke up, life simply pulling them apart, and after having dated a boy and a girl, feeling the differences between the two relationships, Piper decided that she liked hotdogs better than tacos.

As for the name of Thalia and Reyna's son, I'm sure you can guess what it is.

PJOABDL

Hope you liked it!

Yeah, some good wholesome stuff there at the end, not just diaper and poop smut.

The twist with Sydney had me giggling, and the fight between her and Reyna had me giggling even harder because it borrows from a certain DC animated movie, and pokes fun at all the fighting tropes.

The next thing coming out is a new story, and it will certainly be my biggest story ever: a complete retelling of the Trials of Apollo with Apollo as an effeminate, unpotty-trained girly boy!

So long as I keep getting for it, lol.