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A Little Curse or Blessing
🕑 Added 2023-10-07 14:59:00 +0000 UTCLittle Jessica smiled in satisfaction as her fingers continued their exploration deep down inside of her pull-up. Living alone had more than a few perks, and one of those is that she didn’t have to hold back any of the moans wanting to escape her lips as she rubbed herself away more and more and more. She had already had a very wet pull-up, but now it was wet for a whole other reason, a much naughtier reason. The girl smiled wider, her eyes half closed as she spread her legs further and snuggled her head against the support she had behind her, soon crying out in pure unadulterated pleasure as her princess parts let loose into climax. Her whole body jerked and convulsed as she kept rubbing and made her pleasure last as long as she possibly could. When it was finally over, she slumped onto the bed fully, giggling a little as she stuck her tongue out slightly and took a deep huffing breath from momentary exhaustion.
She was so out of it, that she didn’t notice the sound of a fairly loud ‘Pop’ the moment something happened in her living room. She laid back, almost ready to fall asleep, when there was a ‘Knock Knock’ at her bedroom door! A voice rang out, “Jessica dearie! I’m here. I’m coming in cutie.”
Jessica almost instantly let out a loud gasp and shot up, her heart pounding! Not only was she dressed in nothing but a hair bow and a soaked and sticky pull-up, she also lived alone! She didn’t know what to do, wondering who it could be and how they could have gotten in! Before she could do anything though, the bedroom door creaked open and... it wasn’t someone she thought she recognized. It was a pretty woman. Smiling at her and dressed in a fancy looking black dress, which only seemed to emphasize Jessica’s outfit or rather lack of. The woman looked faintly familiar. She seemed to be not too much older than Jessica herself, maybe 30 years old.
“Oh hello hello dear. Oh... oh my. I do apologize. I seem to have interrupted you right in the middle of something.” A small smirk formed on her lips. “Or maybe you were done already. That’s okay either way doll.” She shut the door behind her as if letting oneself into a stranger’s room when their mostly naked was a totally normal everyday occurrence.
The woman smiled, the skirt of her dress swaying as she came up to the beat red Jessica who was busy trying to cover up her pull-up as well as her nudity.
“No need to look so scared sweetheart. It’s me.”
Jessica felt confused but looked closer at the beautiful young woman. She wasn’t sure how she knew, but the more she looked, the more she knew that she was correct in who she thought. “M-Madame Zola?”
Even before she spoke, the satisfaction and registration on the woman’s face told Jessica she was right. “Yes it’s me sweet girl. Who else? You have figured out by now that that old woman look of mine was just a character right? It really helps draw the customers in ya know, hehe.” She looked at the strange look Jessica was still giving her. “Didn’t you get my letter sweetie pie? I said I would be coming in to check on you.” Jessica thought about it and blushed harder. She hadn’t checked her mail in an embarrassingly long time. She’d been busy with... other things. Primarily decorating her room.
With that, the woman reached down and placed her hand against Jessica’s warm soggy pull-up, examining the front and not looking very surprised to find it so used. “My my dear, you really have gotten into character haven’t you. You need a change right away sweetie pie. Do you want me to change you?” Jessica’s mouth was open a bit in shock, unable to find the words to answer her. “Don’t worry sweet girl, it’s not anything I haven’t seen before, here let me help you. I know you’ll love it.”
With a flick of her wrist, one side of Jessica’s pull-up undid itself and it would have fallen open completely had the girl not moved one of her hands fast enough to grab it. With one hand she held the pull-up against herself and shyly had the other one up to her face.
“Aww, sweetie what’s wrong? You don’t want a change? I know getting a change from someone else rather than just doing it yourself is a big step, but that pull-up is going to leak when you go again if we don’t get it changed very soon.”
Jessica couldn’t take it any longer. This woman, whether she was truly old or young thanks to her magic, was acting like all of this was normal. “No!” She cried out, making Madame Zola stop in her place. “What are you doing? Why are you here?” Jessica’s eyes grew a little watery as a month of confusing desires came out of her at once. “Why did you do this to me? I’m sorry for whatever I did that made you angry. I tried to find you, but your shop was gone. Please... please take your curse off of me.”
The other woman, dressed just as powerful as the magic she possessed made her, looked stunned at Jessica’s words. After a moment she composed herself and came back over to the girl on her bed. She reached her hand out and patted her shoulder in a comforting way. “Oh my dear, is that what you think? That I cursed you. That couldn’t be further from the truth sweetheart. I’m sorry you had to think that way for so long, but I wanted you to find the joy within yourself before I approached you. The only reason my shop was gone was because I moved on to a new location. I don’t stay anywhere for too long, that brings too much attention. Where I go I use my magic to test people’s inner worth’s. I punish the wicked, but I also reward the righteous and pure. You were absolutely one of the latter’s dear.” She reached forward and put her hand on Jessica’s cheek. Despite the stress of the situation, Jessica felt a sense of gentleness and comfort from the woman’s hand. Her hand on her cheek alone was enough to make her feel the slightest bit calmer.
“Y-you... didn’t curse me?” The young padded girl asked, looking up at Madame Zola.
“No dear,” The woman replied with a soft smile, using a finger to wipe away a small tear that had started to form on Jessica’s face. “I would never do that. Like I said, you’re a good girl. What I gave you here, was a gift.”
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This story was written by Zander Chesney
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