[#247] Time Tied Padded Puella (Art by SOPHIE!!)

My back hit the wall and I slid to the floor.  I struggled to get air into my lungs, but the ribbons wrapped around my feet and dragged me to the center of Mami's living room.  More ribbons spun around my wrists and held me down, as my friends stood over me.

"Why... why are you doing this?" I begged, tears in my eyes.

Homura looked at Mami and nodded her head.  Mami looked down at me with a nervous smile.

"Homura told me what you're going to do..." Mami said nervously. "I can't let you make that contract.  You understand, don't you?  It's my responsibility to take care of you..."

It was so hard to argue with my friends, to tell them no when they were fighting so hard, when they were so full of conviction. I tried to rub my eyes, whimpering when I couldn't, and did my best not to blubber.

"But you're all trying so hard, and I want to try hard, too, I want to help..."

And besides...

"You can't leave me here forever, I'll starve, or what if I need to use the... umm... you know...?"

Logic could prevail, couldn't it? Mom would have dealt with this with logical arguments.

"We've planned for all kinds of situations," Homura said flatly, with an air of annoyance.  Why did I annoy her so deeply?  I just wanted to be her friend...

Mami gave Homura a knowing look and left the room, leaving her and I alone.  Suddenly, Homura's tones grew soft as she slid to her knees.

"I'm sorry for this, Madoka... but it's only for a few weeks.  After that, we will let you go.  Until then..."

Her hands slid up my thighs and unzipped my skirt, pulling it clean off.  I blushed furiously and tried to close my legs.

"H-Homura, what are you doing?!"

"I'm going to make this easier for you, Madoka Kaname, I'm going to preserve your dignity."

I opened my mouth to argue with her, to tell her no, to plead my case now that it was just the one person's worth of guilt to fight off, but I felt a deep sicking feeling for a moment and then Homura was in a different place in the room and Mami was with her. 

"Um..."

I looked down at the weighing thickness between my thighs and then up helplessly at my friends. I had no words. What. How...

The ribbons tugged my arms high above my head and suspended me in the center of Mami's apartment, wearing nothing but my top and a thick diaper.  My ankles were pulled apart by the ribbons, flashing my diaper to both my friends.  Humiliation and embarrassment filled me up, turning my cheeks a bright pink.

"What... are..."

"I'll take care of you," Homura said kindly. "A baby bottle every morning, every afternoon, and every night.  Diaper changes three times a day, and I'll do them so fast you won't even remember them."

Diaper... changes?  They thought that I...

Almost on cue, I felt a gurgling in my tummy.  No... they couldn't... they couldn't keep me here for weeks!

"It's the only way to keep you safe, in a million different variations. This is the only way that works."

Homura was stoic, but Mami had a warmer smile as she spoke to me.

"And besides, Madoka, you're so cute this way and now we'll never be apart. Just let go of your worries - and your bowels - and be an Infantile Girl!"