The Servant Spell (The Life and Times of Juniper Lee) (Patreon)

(You do not need to see show to read this story. It's fairly simple. It's just a young boy who makes a magic spell and it backfires. Enjoy.)

Ray Ray Lee was at it again. This time, however, he was taking his pranks to the next level. He’d been told multiple times by the magic advisor, Monroe, a talking magical dog, not to mess with the spells and potions that belonged to the Te Xuan Ze; that being his big sister Juniper Lee.

The Te Xuan Ze was a dream. He wanted to be it so badly. She was the magical protector of the world. The world of humanity and the world of magic were so close and whenever magical beasties got out of line to threaten the stability of mankind, she would be there to stop them.

He admired it and was privileged to be able to witness it, though he’d probably never use words as elegant as that. It was more like a heavy jealousy. He wanted to be the Te Xuan Ze. He dreamed about it. So today, he was going to help himself get a little step closer towards being a good partner, at the very least.

He had taken up learning some magic to help out a while ago but it wasn’t enough. A stone that shot beams was fun to use but he needed something more devious.

That’s when he happened upon a spell in a spell book called “The Servant Spell”. He read the rules and the incantation and smirked to himself. This would be neat.

“I know just who to use this on too…!” Ray Ray giggled as he put the finishing touches on the potion. He figured all he had to do was drink it and then he’d be able to make anyone his servant. His plan? To head to the park and use it on those bullies of his.

Making fun of him for wetting his pants on the Jungle Gym? No sir. That couldn’t go unpunished.

With an evil little snicker, he held up the finished vile containing the horrible pink substance and swirled it around. Dressed in his jeans, black and orange sweater with the blue Boomfist symbol on it, he strutted confidently while drinking the potion down and leaving the open book where he got the spell on the floor behind him.

The spell that had its full instructions finished on a page turn he hadn’t done.

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Ray Ray made it to the park, feeling like he was practically glowing.

The Servant Spell was a spell used to make people obey your every command. He drank it so that the power would work the instant he opened his mouth and made those jerks, Craven and Bari pay for making fun of him. He was lucky he didn’t shove a magic broomstick up their butts for the hell of it.

He even had a nice backpack with him, full of fun items to humiliate them with. With a nice public setting like this, it was going to be a smash!

Speak of the devil. Here they are now.

“Hey!” Ray Ray called out with reckless abandon, like they were his friends or something. He approached them and skidded to a stop, setting his bag down with a hefty grin on his face and his arms crossed. “How’s it going you two? Miss me?”

The dirty blonde boy with the black shirt and holes in his jeans, Craven, looked Ray Ray up and down like he was crazy. The auburn haired boy with blue eyes and an open plaid dress shirt with a cool star pattern on his shirt, Bari, began chuckling instead.

“Oh, wow. If it isn’t the Waterfall of the Jungle Gym,” Bari teased. Ray Ray couldn’t help but narrow his eyes and leer at this jerk. “What, you got your diapers in that bag?”

Ray Ray was silent for about a second longer than he intended to be but smiled when he remembered what he was about to do to these two. “Yes, as a matter of fact, I do… but they’re not for me.”

“What are you talking about?” Craven got a bit annoyed. “You didn’t come to pee all over the playground again did you? The plants don’t need any water right now, I promise.”

“YOU–!” Ray Ray got a little red in the face but calmed down. “I’m saying that I’m going to make you wear them!”

“You’re not going to make us do anything,” Bari said back.

“Okay… I mean, yes I am!” Ray Ray snapped back. Why did he just say okay?

“Nuh-uh. You’re a weak little pants pisser,” Bari said. “Remember when you peed your pants that day? You looked like a cow getting milked. Go on and moo like a cow.”

“MOOOOO!” Ray Ray did so immediately, eyes crossing a bit when he did.

The three of them stood there in silence. Then Craven and Bari burst out laughing while Ray Ray clamped his hands over his mouth, blushing.

He was starting to feel beads of sweat form on his forehead. That was the second time he just did something against his own will. What was going on?

“You were weirdly compliant with that order despite saying you were going to humiliate US,” Craven pointed out. Ray Ray didn’t need to be reminded of that. “Turn around and show us your butt. Maybe you really are wearing a diaper.”

“I am not–BWAH!” Ray Ray yelped and felt himself comply! He twisted his body around and leaned forward a bit with his butt sticking straight out. Realization crossed his face and his eyes grew wide with fear.

Uh-oh.

The Servant Spell was working but not in the way he expected it to…!

“W-W-W-Wait a second! Hold on!” Ray Ray said.

“No, you hold on!” Craven ordered.

Ray Ray began holding out his hand to grasp something. He couldn’t though. He was just grasping uselessly at the air. Bari and Craven noticed this and giggled.

“He’s trying to hold on to something…” Bari said.

“We didn’t tell him what though…” Craven snickered. “Why’s he doing that?”

“Maybe he’s so scared of us, his body is just doing it on it’s own!” Bari said.

“Ooo~! Yeah! That must be it!” Craven licked his lips. “Is that it? Are you scared of us whittle Pittle Pants Way Way!” He teased with a baby voice.

“I-I… am… scared…!” Ray Ray said, teeth clenched. It was true. More so because of his situation and what they were going to do with him now that they’d caught on to what was happening.

“Now then, let’s inspect that butt…” Bari said, grabbing at the back of Ray Ray’s pants and pressing into it.

“No! Stop! STAAAAAAH!” Ray Ray blushed and yelped when they did that. He wasn’t going to break in half or anything but that hurt still!

“Shut up!” Bari said, slapping his butt. Ray Ray grunted but it was muffled due to him clamping his mouth shut. He was sucking in on his lips as the command to ‘Shut up’ overtook him.

“I don’t feel any diapers but his butt is pretty squishy,” Bari said.

“Well, try his pants then,” Craven suggested.

“Took the words right from my mouth,” Bari snickered again and gripped his jeans tightly. Ray Ray’s eyes got big and sweat poured down his face now. He knew he was about to be exposed in front of everyone. He didn’t want anyone seeing his underwear! They had already seen him pee his pants! This wasn’t supposed to happen! NOOO!

YOINK!

His pants were dropped to his ankles and the white briefs with the orange waistband and prints of his favorite superhero Boomfist dawned his butt. He teared up as they began laughing hysterically at him.

“Aww, whittle baby wikes Boomfist comics!” Craven teased and poked at Ray Ray’s butt. He was still bent over slightly and being in this position was starting to hurt his back. He couldn’t move though. He also couldn’t talk now either.

“Well, this certainly isn’t a diaper but I don’t trust that he’ll be able to hold his pee while he’s here,” Bari said, looking over at the bag Ray Ray brought.

“Time to change him out of these then,” Craven said, tugging at the waistband and letting them snap against Ray Ray’s body. He jolted and a few tears flung from his eyes due to the pain but he again said nothing. He couldn’t.

“Sure, I’ll just grab the diaper…” Bari said, opening Ray Ray’s bag and being immediately greeted with the prank items he was planning to use on them. “Whoa. Two Dora the Explorer diapers. Bibs. Bonnets. Baby Booties. Baby Bottles full of… milk? Or is that formula?”

“It’s formula!” Ray Ray spoke finally, since he’d been asked a direct question he needed to answer it as per the rules of the Servant Spell.

“Ah. Extra nasty. How generous of you,” Bari said.

Ray Ray whined.

“Welp, obviously, you can’t wear a diaper with these underoos on,” Craven said, grabbing the back of Ray Ray’s undies. “Let’s see. How do I take these off?”

“You pull them down and off my feet, sir!” Ray Ray shouted. Why?! Why was he telling them how to strip him naked?! Why did he call him sir?!

Craven laughed. “Down? Okay!”

Craven yanked UP!

“AIEEEEEEEEEK!” Ray Ray’s eyes crossed again. He blushed and felt himself drool a little. His body stiffened, trying its best to stay in the bent over position.

“This is down right?” Craven asked, giving him a tremendous wedgie as he was squealing in pain.

“No sir! It’s up!” Ray Ray said, his voice all squeaky.

“You don’t have to stand like that anymore,” Craven said, noticing Ray Ray trying his best to keep the awkward position going. Once given the okay, he began flailing about in the wedgie, trying to get away. “Oh, but you can’t escape either.”

Ray Ray immediately stopped moving his feet, but kept flailing his arms about in a desperate attempt to reposition himself in a less painful manner. It wasn’t working.

“Okay, maybe now I can figure out where DOWN is,” Craven then yanked on his underwear even harder, stretching it up so that his butt looked like it was eating his briefs.

“GYAAAAAAAAAAAAH!” Ray Ray screamed, going light headed.

“Is this down?” Craven asked.

“IT’S UP! IT’S UP! SIR, IT’S UP!” Ray Ray shouted, drawing the attention of nearby kids in the park. That wasn’t good.

“Hmm? Oh is it? Darn. Finding which way is down is soooo hard,” Craven said, giving him an even harder tug. “Where is down? Can you tell me?”

“IT’S THE OTHER WAY! OTHER WAY!” Ray Ray cried, sounding like an actual toddler now. His voice had reached quite the high octave. It sounded like he was in a shocking amount of pain.

“Hmm…!” Craven yanked even harder, deepening the wedgie so much that his underwear began to rip and tear. “Still not off! Wow. I tried to do what you said but it’s still the wrong direction. Your instructions are terrible!”

“I’M SORRY SIR! I APOLOGIZE!” Ray Ray screamed, wanting this to be over.

Then it was.

RIIIIIIP!

“DOOOF!” Ray Ray grunted as his face ate dirt when the underwear finally broke and he was left flat on the ground with his bare butt exposed to the open air and his pants still at his ankles, tangled around his shoes.

“Got it,” Bari walked over with the first Dora diaper unfolded. “Stand up!”

Ray Ray quickly did as he was told. He had dirt in his mouth and was sucking on it like a pacifier, eyes rolling and stars fading in and out of his vision as they circled around his head.

“Eww. Spit that out, dumb baby!” Bari said. Ray Ray gladly did so and panted.

“Now spread your legs for your daddies,” Craven ordered.

Ray Ray did that too. He felt the death knell reach him when he heard the crinkling sound of the diaper being plastered to his butt. It was an incredibly mixed feeling.

On the one hand, he didn’t want to wear a diaper. On the other, with him standing, his wee wee was on open, public display!

If it was going on them he wished they’d hurry up.

Instead, Craven grabbed his sweater and yanked it up. “Hmm… still no accident.”

“YEEEEEK! NOOOOOO!” Ray Ray cried and flailed his arms about, his lower region exposed heavily to the onlookers. They all got a nice, long, clear shot of it and took several pictures on their phones before Bari finally taped the diaper on and covered it up.

Ray Ray sighed with relief… before realizing the flashing of pictures was still happening. He immediately remembered why.

He was wearing a diaper!

HE WAS IN A DIAPER!

“Please! I’m not a baby! Y-You can’t do this to me!” Ray Ray began pleading but found that it was useless. They were untapping the second diaper and drawing it closer to his butt as well.

“You were going to do this to us,” Craven said. “Or did you bring two diapers in case you lost the other one?”

“I was gonna do it to you two!” Ray Ray blurted out. He had to tell the truth. He had no choice with the Servant Spell attached to him.

“Then there’s nothing else to be said,” Bari hummed and happily got the second diaper on. It was taped up and then his bloated behind was patted. There was no baby powder in the bag and they probably wouldn’t have used it if there was. He could deal with the danger of a rash. Who cared?

Ray Ray stood there, looking down at his double diapered self, face flushing red and legs spread apart. He couldn’t move properly even if he wanted to.

“Try to walk, baby,” Craven ordered. Ray Ray knew he only ordered it because it would look funny. He was right.

Ray Ray tried to take two steps and it looked like a baby penguin waddling. Then he tripped and flailed his arms about to try and keep steady before face planting the dirt again. He lifted his head up, more dirt in his mouth then before.

“Spit that out,” Bari ordered. Ray Ray did so. “Sheesh. Stop eating dirt. What’s wrong with you?” He said this and shoved a pacifier that Ray Ray brought into his mouth.

Ray Ray’s eyes crossed as he looked at it but he found himself staring ahead as he sucked on it. Oddly enough, it was providing him with comfort.

“Stand up,” Craven ordered.

Ray Ray did so, though, it was on wobbly, shaky knees.

“Raise your left foot,” Craven continued. Ray Ray did and saw Craven begin to remove his shoe. He knew that it was time to finish dressing him. The onlookers were getting a full on show now.

When his first shoe and sock was off it was quickly replaced by a yellow baby sock and a matching pink baby bootie. Bari ordered Ray Ray to do the same with his right foot and the change happened just as quickly. Ray Ray teetered about, trying not to fall but was thankfully held by Craven to keep that from happening. It was a surprisingly gentle hold too.

Next, his sweater was grabbed. For some reason, Ray Ray was self-conscious about being bare-chested here despite having his lower end shown off to everyone. It didn’t matter though. The sweater came off and so did his white undershirt.

With his bare chest on display, a bib was quickly tied to it, followed by a baby bonnet that went over top his head.

“Do you like it?” Craven asked, holding up his phone’s camera and snapping a photo. He then showed it to Ray Ray.

“No…” Ray Ray said, honestly, dropping the pacifier from his mouth and letting it dangle against his chest on a string.

“Too bad. We do,” Bari grinned, hands behind his head.

Ray Ray’s lip quivered.

Craven suddenly got a wicked grin on his face. “Now then, time we made it official. Christen your diapers for us and give them a nice warm greeting.”

Ray Ray flinched, his pupils shrinking. He knew what that meant but hopefully the spell didn’t take vague orders like that into account.

No sale.

Ray Ray found his body spreading his legs out even further, if that were possible, and he struggled.

“Please don’t. Please don’t. AH! It’s coming! OH NO! POTTY! GOTTA GO!”

“Do the potty dance!” Bari and Craven shouted in unison.

Ray Ray was almost thankful. At least now he could attempt to hold the flood back but knew that both orders acting at the same time would make that useless.

He grabbed himself and began doing the potty dance from foot to foot and eventually started wiggling his huge double diapered butt around. The laughter that rang aloud as it reverberated in the air struck his brain like a bad cord on a guitar. It was emasculating beyond comprehension!

Then it happened.

Ray Ray froze, eyes crossed once again before his tongue flopped out the side of his mouth and he swooned with a sigh.

His diapers had been christened. He wet them up good. He didn’t even realize he was holding back so much but his work on that spell had taken a decent amount of his time and afterward he just headed straight here, eager to do this kind of stuff to them instead.

“Ah. The Waterfall of the Jungle Gym is BACK everyone!” Craven shouted, which got a round of cheers and laughter.

Ray Ray blubbered to himself, realizing what had happened. “Y-You guys suck…!”

“Yeah, well, not as much as you will on this baby bottle,” Bari said with a wink as he held it up.

Craven got behind Ray Ray and scooped him up into a baby carry, rocking him back and forth. Bari then approached them and shoved the bottle of nasty formula into Ray Ray’s mouth, making his eyes widen with surprise.

“Now drink,” Craven ordered. “All of it goes down, you hear me!”

Ray Ray nodded and suckled on it, teary eyed again due to how gross it tasted.

The boys seemed satisfied with their day at the park. They didn’t need to hang around here waiting for something fun or interesting to happen. It came directly to them.

With this done, they grabbed Ray Ray’s backpack and decided to head out, cooing Ray Ray as they carried the drinking baby boy along with them.

Ray Ray knew those images were going to resurface somewhere he couldn’t be rid of them. It made him want to bury his head in the sand and never come up again.

Where oh where did he go wrong?!

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Back at the house, Monroe came upon the open book Ray Ray left on the floor and examined the page he was on.

He then flipped the page to read the rest of it.

“Don’t know what that boy was doing reading this spell but I hope he realizes that it continues on the next page,” Monroe said with a sigh. “A bout of negligence could see him making a potion that works on him in the opposite way he intended… but what am I worrying for? He probably didn’t even read this far.”

With that he closed the book and went off to find something to eat.

—

That was a really fun story to write. It’s become tougher and tougher finding the right kind to write but taking more risks and branching out to different series’ seems to be a nice solution. Hopefully you all enjoyed it. You don’t need to have seen the series to have understood what happened here, of course. Just know that Monroe is a talking dog and you’re good. Tell me your favorite part.

See you all next time when I relentlessly humiliate someone else for your and my amusement.