3 foot tall Arn looked over her new diamond checkered clothes and said "ooo pink and yellow! I look so purty!
But I need a new diaper because this ones dirty!"
She held up the soggy diaper that still contain a mischievous red pixie.
"Mommy, mommy won't you change my bummy!"
"Little sister went and pissed her pants!" I laughed making Arn pout. I knew Arn/Andrew must befeeling
incredibly humiliated but there was something so amusing about my womanizing brother becoming a bedwetting
little joker. "Was the little fairy much too scary?" I rubbed it in further while theatrically raising my
hands and shaking as if scared.
"Mommmy Queeny stinky Sara is being a meanie!"
"You only wish your farts smelled as much as mine" I said proudly but inside I was reeling - what the hell was
I saying. I was aflame with embarrasment and yet I carried on smugly saying, "I surely am the greatest farter
in the land"
Morgana fell about laughing at me saying "We should get her a medal!" I wanted to cry in anguish but I also
wanted to cry in joy. Lady Cecilia turned to Maedel and asked deadpan, "That's the beautiful and elegant
Princess Sara? I honestly don't know what men see in her."
"I know your blonde but are you really that dumb?" Maedel rolled her eyes.
"Come now you two it doesn't matter who," Queeny laid Arn down and stripped her to put a fresh diaper on. As
she did so the red pixie slipped out of the dirty diaper and flew into the air, shaking off pee like a wet
dog.
"Finally! I'll get you for this you brat!" the pixie said angrily.
"Get her, Maedel!" Morgana screamed and Maedel lunge forward with elven reflexes catching the pixie and then
muttering how gross and wet it still was.
"Now bring her to me," said Morgana
Maedel walked and handed over the pixie and with just a poke of her finger the pixie was instantly trapped in
a bubble that drifted to the floor and bounced.
"Very good Maedel. You've become so obedient." Morgana smirked whilst looking up and down Maedels wooden body,
"Ah a flash of inspiration! I don't know how I didn't see it before but... since you are all to willing to do
what you're told you can continue doing so - as a puppet!"
"NOOO-" Maedel began as her body tensed and her jaw dropped uncontrollably. It had become a wooden block with
her lower lip painted on. Her head took on a more rounded shape as her arms and legs thinned to mere sticks
with hinged knees and elbows. Her body was rounded and barrel-like with clothes painted on and two sponge
semi-circular boobs. The only actual clothing she had was a short green skirt that flared out at her hips. she
dropped to the ground, limp like her wooden jaw, before being pulled up by strings that attached to two wooden
crosses above her. She looked over herself and at her oversized hands, her jaw comically wide with shock. She
was now a 3 foot wooden puppet.
"Oh a puppet show! How fun!" I hopped on the spot clapping, "I'll join in!"
I reached behind my self and gently tugged a piece of fabric straight from my bottom. It seemed a little stuck
so I began bending over and pulling. I closed my eyes, strained and for some reason began enjoying it! Like
taking a really good poop, I thought to myself then immediately scolded myself for the thought. I even had to
bite my lip to supress a moan of pleasure. Finally, out popped the puppet from bumhole, pushing by a very
long, loud bass fart and I giggled as a tiny squeeky fart followed.
"Pardon me," I smiled as I lifted the puppet. It was a hand, puppet made entirely from fabrics but what
surprised me most was who it resembled - me! it was wearing a replica of my favorite blue silk dress and a
miniature tiara of mine!
"Now, try not to enjoy this too much" I said to the puppet before unceremoniously shoving my hand under its
dress.
"Ooooooh aaaah" I closed my eyes and moaned and when I opened them I saw myself staring down at me. My face
was painted white with blue lips and bright red cheeks but it was definitely my pretty face staring back.
"What's going on?" I asked and looked around the room, confused.
"Why you just got up from your nap, Priness sara! Was it cozy enough for you in my botty?" The jester me
asked.
"What, what, what?!" I shouted.
"Oh little Princess looks grumpy. Would you like to go back inside to sleep some more?"
It finally dawned on me that I was the hand puppet and could feel a the fingers move inside me as I felt my
soft felt face. The jester before me was a giant and the throne room was gargantuan.
"Morgana, this is humiliating!" I turned and said, well, the hand turned me and the fingers inside moved my
mouth, "Give me my body back!"
"Now, now Princess! That's no way to speak to the Queen," I scolded myself, condescendingly, before looking up
at Morgana. "I, Stinky the jester would like to ask your forgiveness my Queen on behalf of Princess Sara -
she's a very naughty girl!"
"Don't ask for forgiveness," I argued, "She's the Bi-,"
"Witch," Stinky cuts in to correct me,
"that did this to us!"
Queeny and Arn were laughing at me. Even Cecilia was snickering. Morgana was in tears "Oh this went so much
better than expected!" She said.
Ariadne - Morganas adopted daughter we came to rescue was even laughing at my predicament and I was sure I
could hear the pigs squealing in delight.