Crimsoni

A dragon does not shy away from power.

That was the guiding mantra running through a certain red scaled dragoness' mind as she strode confidently into the meeting room of local businesses, each undoubtedly about to beg her not to buy out the entire local community for her own grand ambitions. ⤵️

"Yes, and think about all those times when you had to go potty, but it was sooooo far away! It's just unfair expecting you to hold it in for that long, isn't it?" I chatter some more, using some baby wipes to clean your scales of any debris and muck.

For adventurers traveling to far off lands, unfamiliar cuisine can upset their stomachs and prevent them from recovering any HP or MP!

Luckily, AR traps are the same all around the world and so is booby milk once said adventurers find one of the local dungeon bosses! So much better for their tums!

"YAAAAY! An' I gettuh put it on my chawt!" I cheer, wiggling in your arms in anticipation of putting the pretty sticker on the best spot on my chart.

Magically dividing up your potty training among all your diapered friends in an effort to give them a starting point for them to build up their own potty training skills.

Sure you’ll be reduced to the same level as them to start, but that shouldn’t be a problem, right? You already did this once!

a collaborative piece between me and @lilbabpotato.bsky.social

they did the base cassie drawing and all the diaper variants, i did the background, fixed some very small things and all of the final rendering.

Just came across this sign and I really love the idea of being brought to the same boutique you faintly remember going to when 3 for onesies and rompers and being brought back again for the same things when you're so close to the next stage of being a teen but being sent right back to being a tot~

"I wish I had Dynamite Drake's powers!" a toddler animatedly explained to his playmate in daycare, explaining his choice of superhero to emulate.

Miles away, Dynamite Drake loomed over their nemesis Pandamonium's downed form, poised to take the bear to jail; and then abruptly shrunk. ⤵️

Some muffled toots later and some soft grunts, and Tia showed everyone present just how productive she could be, producing her first of many full diapers for her Mama to clean up - something certain to be a regular sight in any more consortium meetings moving forward...

"And that's her taken care off... I think she'll be a much more productive member of the community from now on!" Klara said almost dreamily, enjoying having her new little bundle of joy so close to her, instinctively shielding the suckling hatchling with one of her large wings.

"Here we go... drink your fill, little one, that should make everything permanent..." Klara offered, easily working her milky nipple into her new hatchling's toothless mouth. Tia drank greedily, her only concern getting as much of the wonderful milk as her tummy would allow.

Tia heard soft soothing words and tones being cooed out to her, but the meaning of them all escaped her grasp as her mind completely reformatted, erasing every last scrap of education she had learned in her previous 30 years.

All that mattered to her infantile mind was Mama and her milk.

"It's time, baby Tia!" Tia heard, feeling now familiar hands take her away from the mouse woman's lap and into the woman she now could only think as her loving Mama's embrace, one last magical tingle shaving a few last months off of the completely outwitted dragoness.

There was no longer any businesswoman in her, no savvy negotiator trying to cut out the best deal for her company; just a hatchling not even a year old demanding boobymilk, and expecting everyone to drop everything and cater to her infantile needs.

Just like how Klara intended for her to become.

"Yes, that's right! You'll be with your Mama soon, you've been a great help at this meeting!" Janice said patronisingly, giving Tia an affectionate pat on her black haired head, and a pat on her chubby belly.

"Muh-muh!" Tia squealed more forcefully, drool escaping from her hatchy muzzle.

"And here she comes, Janice!" the lion said, gently moving Tia into the arms of a mouse.

"Muh-muuuh..." Tia slurred out in utter confusion, her mind melting away with yet another tingle to her body.

She was just one more pass away from Mama and her big boobies! She could have milk!

"M-miwk..." Tia repeated, uncaring about being reduced to wearing just her pink princess diaper but in two minds at the prospect of the older dragoness giving her boobymilk... it would almost certainly be really yummy, but it felt like crossing a line somehow?

"Looks like she's still got a few too many grown up thoughts rattling inside there... let's get her out of this silly thing and over to you, Janice." the lion exclaimed, peeling off the jacket that had draped around Tia's tiny form like an oversized baby blanket, and placing it on the table.

"And look, your Mama's preparing a yummy treat for you!" the lion elucidated, gesturing over to Klara, her top open and her nursing bra wanting to be torn open.

"M-miwk?" Tia asked, unsure of herself. Klara? Mama? was going to breastfeed her? Was that bad?

"Aww, I see those little gears a turning, little hatchy! Don't worry, you'll be with your Mama soon!" the large maned lion holding Tia laughed, giving the diminished dragoness a friendly tickle.

"Bweeehehee!" Tia squealed, her mind muddling up even faster at the touch.

Tia didn't notice the tingle or herself continuing to grow even younger as she puzzled over that lady's words. New Mama? Commercials? Diapers? She wasn't supposed to have any of those or be in any of those, but it felt strangely right to Tia's addled little mind...

"Shshsh, it's okay! You'll love your diapers! Your new Mama already has a great new line of commercials planned for you as the star!" the horse lady kindly reassured the little dragon, before passing her on her way to yet another local business leader.

Tia heard the horse woman say, her mind finding it too difficult to remember her actual name, and tears began to well up in her eyes.

"B-but I'm SUPER BIG! Pease no diapee!" Tia begged, falling back to her thrashing and flailing in a bid to escape the horse lady's arms.

"A D-DIAPEE?" Tia whined, shocked at witnessing the transformation. These people were serious! She couldn't be stuck in diapers, she was a smart and capable and all kinds of other things businesswoman! They couldn't get away with this!

"Shshsh, it's okay, even big girls need diapers sometimes!"

The fact it only made her look even more babyish and adorable never crossed Tia's mind, as Dennis let out a little chuckle and passed her onto the next business leader.

Once more, Tia felt the tingle as her scales met a horse woman's hands, and she witnessed her pullups puff up and turn into-

"Dennis, stop it! You're going to make her cry!" Klara angrily warned the eagle, the diaper bag now atop the meeting table in front of her.

"Y-yeah, Dennis! You stop it!" Tia childishly warned, using the opportunity Klara had provided to make him relent.

"N-no... I-I..." Tia whimpered, the prospect of being a fusspot or disappointing these people feeling oddly unpleasant all of a sudden to her addled mind, before she reminded herself of something important; they were trying to turn her into a baby or something!

Once more, Tia felt the tingle, more of her age and size dissipating into the ether like it had never existed, and a new concern presented itself.

It was getting harder to think.

"Yeah, maybe we should just pass her on quickly, since she's going to be this much of a fusspot?" the man suggested.

"N-no! I'm not going past another chair!" Tia protested, flailing her entire body to try and resist being passed around the meeting room like this, but her diminished strength and stamina didn't last long, ending up being swiftly snatched up by an eagle man.

"Put me down! You'll see!" Tia defiantly bit back, thrashing about in the woman's arms, her suit still clinging to her and flapping about like a ghost as she squirmed and kicked wildly.

"Sheesh, she's still feisty! Over to you, I don't think I can hold her for much longer!" the lady croc intoned.