Christmas Spirit Parts 1, 2, and 3 (Patreon)

1

“I guess I’m not getting into the spirit this year.” Eva thought to herself. Her finger scrolled through the rows of clothes she was thinking about buying for her mother. Nothing on the page struck Eva as something her mom would like. It wasn’t just her mother she was having trouble shopping for too. Her work colleagues, family, and even her closest friends. Eva struggled to find gifts that remotely resembled anything that they’d like.

It boiled down to her lacking Christmas spirit. Eva, like most of us in 2020, struggled to find the joy in celebrating this year. Each month seemed to bring another round of disappointing news and heart-breaking tragedy from around the world. Coupled of course with a global pandemic; it made sense that Eva was struggling to feel jolly during the 2020 holidays.

Still though, Eva had always loved Christmas just a little more than the average person. She was the type who volunteered those extra hours to help direct the church’s Christmas play, assist her elderly neighbor in stringing up the lights, and of course the tree was up the second the calendar hit November 1st. It was hard for Eva that she didn’t feel the magic this year. A piece of her that she’d felt throughout her childhood and early adult life was missing.

Eva looked down at the date on her computer. December 11th, 2020, 2:24 PM. She searched her chest to find the smallest spark of Christmas joy. Nothing.

“Screw this, I’m getting myself into the holiday spirit whether I want to or not. Enough moping around and feeling sorry for myself. It’s Christmas. It’s the time of the year to feel happy and reflect on years past!” Eva thought, as she pointed her mouse to the search bar on her computer. Her hands started pressing onto her keyboard.

“How to get into the Christmas spirit” ……. “I want to be in the fun Christmas Spirit” ….. “Put me in the Childhood Christmas Spirit” …. “Music that will put me in the Childhood Christmas Spirit.” ‘Enter’

Hundreds of results popped up on Eva’s screen. Most were Youtube links to playlists, but all of them had the same overplayed Christmas songs she could listen to by turning on the radio. Those songs weren’t going to do the trick this year. Eva kept scrolling through her google search until she found a link that grabbed her attention. “Christmas Songs to Put You In The Childhood Mindset.”

“Perfect!” Eva said to herself. This was exactly what she was looking for! “Maybe this will help me finally feel the spirit.“ Eva thought, as she clicked on the link. The site had a video playing in the center with a Christmas theme bordering it. Soft music started playing from her computer’s speakers. The dancing video of swirly Christmas lights drew Eva’s eyes into the center.

“What a… ung….” Eva thought, as her mind grew quiet. A soft hum began rolling through her mind. The hum pushed conscious thoughts from reaching the forefront of her mind. The sound of light Christmas sleigh bells ringing softly pushed into her brain. The words and music started making quick work deconstructing Eva’s brain.

The pillars of Eva’s adult mind began to crumble. Maturity toppled and collapsed. Any emotional control she had started dissolving in her brain. Her brain’s network of potty training started to dismantle itself. Each lesson she learnt as a kid faded from her memory. Recognizing when she had a full bladder, understand how to control her bodily muscles, knowing to walk to the bathroom, the entire operation of using a toilet, knowing that it wasn’t right to just let go into your pants. All of those lessons. Erased from her mind.

“Wha?” Eva said, as she started blinking back into a hazy reality after what felt like hours. She was holding a stuffed bunny to her face. It took her eyes a couple of minutes to finally move away to the screen. It was like they were stuck. Eventually, Eva looked down at the odd feeling around her waist.

“Me wearing Diaper?” She wondered, looking at the pink and blue printed diaper staring back at her

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2

Eva’s mind felt foggy. Her train of thought felt disjointed and hard to hold onto. Each thought faded away into the emptiness of her mind. She could only focus on the world around her for a couple of moments, before her eyes got bored and looked at something else. Eva’s brain was baseline absent from the world.

“Keys?” Eva thought, looking down at the car keys next top her leg. Her memories were hard to recall, and eventhen she barely had the emotional want to form them anyways. Still, she barely recalled in the back of her mind driving to the drug store in her hypnotic state, checking out like a zombie to the cashier, and stuffing packs of adult diapers into her car. She even faintly recalled needing help from an employee to stuff all the packs into her backseat and trunk.

As quickly as the memory formed in her mind, it collapsed in on itself once she felt a rush of golden warm pee spread across her already wet diaper. The warmth grabbed a tight strangle hold on Eva’s mind. It took her waning adult mind by the neck and drowned it into baby land. The strings holding up her mind snapped. Her eyes went dull, and her face went slack. Wetting herself was better than any substance she could eject into her body. This was her new high. And her brain wanted to dive deep into that feeling.

Eva brain also wanted to be the complete Christmas baby. She could hear the mantras in her head after slowly coming back to reality after a 3-hour zone out. “Christmas is for babies. You want to be a Christmas baby. Be the best Christmas baby.” Like a babyish airhead, Eva crawled and drooled toward her closet. She pulled out a pink top, booties, tights, and a frilly pink dress. She even grabbed the pink bow for added effect.

In a haze she pulled her sopping wet diaper off and taped on a fresh new one. The hypnosis made sure to keep her ability to change herself. Her soft confusing fingers took time to pull her clothes on. Moving them felt foreign and strange. Like she had just woken up from sleeping on them. It took her nearly 45 minutes to get herself dressed for another round of Christmas training.

There was no stopping herself is she tried. The video was too demanding in her mind. Eva wanted to watch it again and again and again. Her whole life, just sitting there and watching the Christmas spirals spinning round and round. Eva didn’t know when or how, but her finger pressed play on the screen.

Her eyes fixed onto the screen instantaneously. Her mouth instinctively opened. Her tongue flopped out. She couldn’t stop the drool from spilling out the center of her tongue if she tried. Eva’s brain used every single neuron to focus on the pretty patterns on the screen. She was locked back into the video. Ready to reinforce her newfound Christmas spirit

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3

“Hewwo?” Eva said into her toy phone. The action and words struck a chord in Eva’s mind. Her broken mind pieced together a couple of fragments to produce a brief moment of lucidity.

Before Eva watched the video, her mind was like that of any other adult. Free to think and ponder any question or moment in front of her. Now, every thought process took hundreds of times longer to work through. Everything was slowed down. The act of forming a thought, crunching through the reasoning, and finally concluding took an insane amount of time, and was difficult to hold onto.

Eva started wit the basics. “W-where…..” She had to close her eyes to focus, “… am….. I?” That last part was difficult to wrap her head around. “I” Who was she? What was she? Eva had no sense of the person she had been in the past or present. In her mind all she was put on this earth for was to play and wreck diapers. Still, she tried following the train of thought.

Her eyes slowly scanned the room for an answer. Her room had changed a great deal in the past few days. It had a stronger Christmas vibe than before. Her suggestions taught her to string up lights, box presents, and play in baby mode. It was her old bedroom, but Eva didn’t know what that was anymore.

A stack of used diapers was across the room. Eva didn’t know how to quantify them because she didn’t know numbers anymore. But the pile looked big. It was taller than the doorknob next to her room.

Her gaze finally caught herself. Her clothes had changed from the last time she remembered being present in the world. She was wearing her elf costume from the Christmas play she helped perform at the Church. That’s not how Eva saw it in her mind though. These were her regular clothes. This is what a silly dumb baby elf like her wore every day. It was law in her mind.

The toys. They were so fun to look at. Their colors were so vibrant. They pulled Eva’s gaze in, and subsequently her conscious thought. She was losing the battle to keep her mind focused on the thought process at hand. But what was that again? What was she trying to figure out? She didn’t remember how to remember anymore. Besides, the toys were so fun to stare at next to her.

Warmth. That was the final nail in the coffin for Eva’s thoughts. Her diaper felt a wave of warm pleasure spilling from the crotch. It wasn’t magical. It wasn’t spectacular. It was universe shattering. The fragments that were previously glued together to form thought shattered into tinier pieces. Eva had no thought, she had no mind. The only thing she was now was sheer euphoria emanating from the center of her filling diaper. Her accident wasn’t registered beforehand, and each subsequent wetting wouldn’t be either. Eva had no clue what her bladder or bowels even were.

“Gubuwuwee…” Eva spewed from her mouth, dropping the toy phone. Her body lurched forward and grabbed another shiny toy next to her. Her mouth suddenly felt full, and her teeth felt pressure on them from chewing. Eva didn’t know, she didn’t understand how it happened. It just was.

That’s how Eva spent her Christmas. Her waist wrapped snug in joyous holiday spirit! She’d be the very best baby brained elf for Santa and all her friends for the rest of her life now. It’s exactly how she wanted to feel from the very beginning. And now she’d get to live that way for the rest of her mentally