The Diaper Curse

(All characters in this story are at least 18 years old)

Joanne Abadila was at a loss. It was not the of her estranged parents that got to her.

Joanne's parents where a very traditional, conservative family. They had very strict, scheduled to the letter life-plan in mind for her since the day she was born. She was meant to go to the same law schools, have the same friends and get the same job as her parents did, all boiling down to looking after the family's estate just as her parents did and her mother's parents and her mother's parents did, etc.

Joanne was descended from a formal Spanish aristocrat that came to America on a Holy mission (apparently to find the fabled "Fountain of Youth"), only to find gold and glory instead of God. The León y Propiedades (Spanish for León Estate) has been in her family since those days, their estate being used as a historical landmark and museum as well as a home for their owners.

When Joanne rebelled and left for Texas, she was sure that they would have legally divorced her from the family. Imagine the shock on her face when she found out that not only have they not disowned her, but having died from the of an armed thug (a not so common occurrence in the heart of Florida), left her heir to the estate. She almost didn't go, denial over the whole thing.

She was in the basement. Along with the keys left behind by her parents, the lawyer that recited the will and made all of the arrangements also gave her a piece of paper. He said that as an addendum to the will, she was meant to read the note and carry out its instructions.

All the paper read was: 'In the wine cellar in the western basement of the estate, lies an ancient secret. Our family's secret must stay a family secret. It is your secret to take and not to give. Keep it safe. Keep it hidden. Keep it away. It fears fire.'

Joanne navigated her way to the antique elevator and found her way into the wine cellar, filled with barrels and bottles of wine generations old for parties only. She used to remember playing by herself when she was little, acting like it was a cave filled with monsters and treasure.

She did not know what she was looking for exactly, but she guessed the letter had some kind of clue. Then she saw an unlit, antique torch in the far corner of the room, nailed to the wall.

'It fears fire.'

Kind of an on-the-nose clue, isn't it?

"Aw, fuck it."

She walked over to the torch and made a grab for it. She meant to pull it out from its holster, only for the torch and holster to suddenly dip. She could hear a series and gears and other ancient mechanisms cranking and moving behind the stone wall. To her amazement, the stone wall began to split, revealing a secret room.

In the room poured small rays of sunlight from little vents near the ceiling. The room was crawling with vines and budding grass growing through the ancient rock. The center of the room... wow...

The center of the room sat a large water fountain. Water pumped in and out of the large fountain. Unlike the marble fountains and grottos out across the estate, this fountain liked as though it was perfectly sculpted by the elements, like a natural part of the earth. In the center of the fountain stood the caricature of what Joanne could only describe as a mother goddess figure. She was completely nude, her legs being clung to multiple, equally nude little children at play among-st each other, some of them spouting water from their mouths into the fountain. She held one of these babies in her arms as it suckled onto one of her engorged breasts, while the other breast spouted water in a steady stream like breastmilk.

Along the fountain's shell were carved the words 'Que estas aguas paganas terminar el mal del hombre.'

All Joanne could think about was the water in the fountain. Despite the ancient look of the fountain, water never looked cleaner and more inviting to her till now. As it sparkled, she felt her own throat parched, as if her body was actively poking and prodding itself to try out the water. She held out her hands and filled her hands up with water spouting from the goddess's breast before she brought it to her lips, downing the water in a single sip.

She felt a strange shift in the very air. A pulse leaped through her body and outward through the air around her. The colors of her surrounding shifted and shuttered as she felt her eyes roll in the back of her head. She felt her clothes and her hair twitch and move themselves, taking on newer forms.

She felt both shuttering revulsion and ecstasy. She wasn't sure if she wanted to vomit uncontrollably or soak her panties in a thunderous orgasm, the sensation indescribable.

The mother and the various baby statues on the fountain looked toward her as they began to walk toward her, having come to life. They all reached for her.

Come to Mommy!

She felt different.

No, different is too simple a term. Reborn, more like. She had been reborn and she had never felt so alive. Almost as if she had been returned to her natural state.

This was not just a feeling either. Her clothes have changed. Instead of wearing her tank-top and jeans, she was wearing what could only be described as a sundress two-sizes too small. It was bright pastel pink, with short puffy sleeves that reach just past her armpits, the skirt doing nothing to hide her underwear. Instead of normal, big-girl underwear, she wore what looked like an adult-sized, perfectly proportional baby-diaper, with building blocks spelling ABC printed on the front of it.

Her long-black hair was tied up into pigtails on the side of her head, the hairbands tying it together a bright pink with little hearts clipped on it. In her mouth she sucked on a large pink pacifier given to her.

She felt amazing. She missed being a baby. She was always meant to be a baby. Growing up was hell, and she had returned to heaven again, and all was right with the world.

If this was a blessing, it proves that there was a God and that he - or she - loved her unconditionally.

If this was a curse, then it is one she would be happy to endure. And one she must share with everyone!