Daniel didn't move.
He was overwhelmed with his emotions. He had found the courage to go up on stage to Madame Illusia and had confessed his greatest wish to her.
The magical woman had granted him this and he was now incontinent and the proof was that he was on stage with a diaper messy under his pants.
He also felt a pleasant, albeit weird, almost orgasmic thrill as he realized he was pushing and felt his diaper fill with poop. The same pleasure babies get when they poop in their diapers, Daniel wondered?
To all eyes he might have looked like a normal young man, but the particular bulge of his pants showed that not all of his clothes were what one would normally expect to find on a young man.
But Daniel didn't care. With a diaper in his pants he felt happy. Indeed, he was happy.
Only after several seconds, the more rational part of his mind pointed out to him that he was standing on the stage in front of the crowd that was mocking him, with screams of mockery, while some of them, those who were sitting in the rows closest to the stage, they held a hand over their noses, thus pointing out the stench coming from Daniel's pants and shouting at him that he had to go get his diaper changed.
Suddenly he felt deeply embarrassed. They were humiliating him.
He reached his right hand over the bulge of his pants. Feeling the padding of his diaper under the palm of his hand gave him some courage.
"Daniel" Stephan called him. Daniel jumped in surprise at that call as he was caught up in the whirlwind of his thoughts and swallowed up in humiliation "You have to get off the stage".
At that thought he blushed further and quickly headed for the stairs to get off the stage.
Between his thighs, his diaper was soaked and the poop on the bottom made the padding a little thicker and stiffer, and the whole crowd could see Daniel's "diaper butt" swinging like a duck's.
When he got off the stage, he heard again
"Daniel" The young man turned and saw Stephan from the stage.
“Please stay with us again and go sit down,” Stephan said.
"Should I go sit down? But I ... I have to go ... I have to change ... the diaper ... I feel it ... you know ... I pooped."
The crowd burst into laughter and Stephan and Madame Illusia laughed too.
"Yeah ... I know, Daniel. We know, and everyone here in the tent, know you have just pooped."
They laughed as the young man blushed.
"That's why after the show I want to give you your new diaper bag, with inside everything you will need to change your diapers, and in case your diaper leaks, and you get soiled your pants with pee or poop and you need more than just a clean diaper, even some spare clothes"
Daniel blushed as Stephan grabbed a backpack with several pockets and compartments from behind the stage.
"For you, this diaper bag will be more important than your bussines bag".
"No. I leaving here ..." the young man said.
Madame Illusia raised her hand and the young man stopped.
Then the witch said "Daniel, now that you are incontinent you will have to get used to living with a wet diapers in your pants, and maybe even dirty of poop. Because I can guarantee you will feel them dry and clean only for a few minutes after your's diapers change"
The crowd laughed.
"Now go sit down"
Daniel felt strange, as if he was no longer in control of his body's actions, and walking quickly he went to his chair and sat down.
As he sat down, he felt the poop inside his diaper squeeze under his weight, and the shit spread forward towards his balls and up into the groove between his buttocks. Unsatisfied, his body moved again, rubbing and shaking his diapered butt on the seat of his chair.
A few onlookers sitting next to him got up and left, due to the smell of poop emanating from his diaper.
The young man's eyes filled with tears from the humiliation he had suffered.
"Daniel, is it comfortable sitting in your poopy diaper?" Stephan asked.
The young man nodded, aware that he had now completely smear his poop inside the diaper, over his butt and also between his thighs and on his crotch.
"Good. Now wipe your tears away. After all, you just granted your wish."
The young man nodded again, trying to stop tearing.
"Thank you," he said to Madame Illusia.
The witch smiled at him, returning thanks.
"And now let's see who will be the next lucky one who will take the stage to see his greatest wish fulfilled"