The two wrestle for reality

Emily gaped. The spots where Abigail’s school uniform had changed to a onesie were all gone. She was wearing the school blazer and skirt all over again!

“Dat… dat not possible…” She gaped. She looked more closely as Abigail writhed on the floor. Finally, as her legs reflexively spread and stretched, she realized it wasn’t all lost.

Abigail still had a pull up hugging her waist.

Emily smiled, licking her lips as she dropped herself on top of her girlfriend. The shock knocked Abigail out if her stupor, and her eyes popped wide open staring at her babified girlfriend. As Emily leaned closer, she pulled her hands up to try and push her away.

“Emmie… no…” She groaned as her hands grabbed Emily’s left shoulder and her chest under her exposed boobs. Abigail tried to **** her off, and the blue aura spread out again from her hands.

Emily gawked as she felt her baby onesie disappear. For some reason as it did, and her bare upper body tried to pull herself down onto Abigail the strength never came, and Abigail’s bright blue light spread over her body.

A bright red lingerie bra manifested over her enlarged chest, and Abigail’s spell kept driving away Emily’s babifying curse and disappearing her onesie. That was until it reached her waist.

When the ring of blue light reached Emily’s waist, her onesie was all but erased from existence, and the school plaid skirt manifested over her exposed diaper. Abigail smiled, thinking she was so close to triumph, but even as she focused and focused harder on Emily’s lumpy diaper, it refused to disappear. Eventually, even as Emily’s strength wilted, the **** of… whatever this was was exhausting Abigail, and the two stayed mostly frozen until the magical aura from Abigail vanished and her right arm fell back to the floor. Her left was hardly even holding Emily away anymore. She was exhausted. Whatever **** was keeping away Emily’s curse, that was the last of it.

Emily slowly shook herself awake, and studied herself and Abigail. She frowned and scowled when she saw how her clothes changed.

“Hey! Babies don’t need bras!” Emily shouted.

“Emmie… you… aren’t a… you aren’t a baby…” Abigail said, gasping for air.

Emily looked down at her **** girlfriend and smiled sinisterly. Not anymore, but I WANNA be. And I want you to be a baby. It’ll be better than ever before, Abbi! This spell makes all the annoying adult stuff go away!”

“Emily, you can’t. This isn’t the person I love.”

“It will be. It will be.” Emily giggled, putting both hands to her shoulders and sliding down the shoulder straps of her lace bra. She shimmied it down until both of her milky boobs were free again, then she bent over Abigail again.

“Babies need to drink their milk.” Emily cooed, leaning over until her tits were both hanging over Abigail.