Jon got up as quietly as possible, taking the second pill with him, and swallowed it with a glass of water in the kitchen before heading back to bed.
Pill number one hardly seemed worth it, he could achieve that on his own with no issues. And pill number three was tempting, but he still wanted the freedom of wearing pull-ups in the day and not necessarily messing himself every night.
Satisfied with his choice, he cuddled into the bedsheets and fell soundly asleep.
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While Jon slept, the magic took effect. It noted the ‘7’ written on the front, and started with the physical changes first — Jon started to shrink down, his body hair disappearing and skin smoothing over. The acne on his face smoothed out, leaving his face soft and cherubic.
The pampers diaper changed in size to fit him, thickening out to an appropriate one for a seven-year-old bedwetter, and as Jon’s bladder and bowels shrank, the magic removed his night training. Jon turned over in his sleep to be spread Eagle on his back, and he wet himself thoroughly, soaking the diaper.
Soon after, the magic noticed the pill he’d decided to swallow, and Jon started messing himself as well. The diaper expanded under his pyjamas, but didn’t leak, adjusting to take as much as it could.
His pyjamas changed, too. They remained in two pieces — on the off chance that Jon could wake up to go to the toilet — but they developed some extra padding around the crotch and legs, and the designs became notably more childish. They were peejamas now, ready for potential leaks.
Around Jon’s room, things started to change. His clothes adapted for a seven year old, packets of pull-ups replaced his underwear, and a large training potty appeared next to a new changing table in the corner.
And with that, the magic considered its job done.