I am a witch and you are my designated bb, who’s a useful source of magic ingredients and companionship( magic makes keeping a bb far easier). I come into the nursery and look to see how the mandrake root you're teething on is softening up. Then i pull you over my lap and check your diaper, gleefully finding the huge mess i expected. I claim that this diaper will be vital for my next potion. While I change you, i reminisce about my time as your sitter while i was going through highschool and college, and how you turned out to be the perfect candidate for my witch’s bby after you collapsed in your living room following a 36 hour shift at your job as an adult. And now you seem happier and healthier than i ever saw you at your dead end job. I carry you to the living room, telling you that me and three of my friends have decided to move in together( inflation and being able to perform magic together.) I reintroduce you to my friends( they frequently sat with me. And after i notice that you need to be changed again( mandrake root does that), i decide that this is a wonderful opportunity to have a crash course in checking and changing a diaper. I demonstrate to my friends the different ways to check you, including bending you over a table or sofa or the like, lifting you up or keeping you standing still, and being put over my knee or lap to sniff and pull back your diaper. Then i change you in front of them, explaining that i change you anywhere in the house and have diapers stashed in every room. After i finish i sit you on my lap and wait for the mandrake root to take effect and make yoy mess your diaper again. I tell you that my friends are going to have a go practicing checking and changing your diaper, and that you’ll be rewarded for being so good for them with a new stuffy before handing you off to the first of my friends
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