The Old Folks Home
Neil and Todd were eager to get out of the retirement home. They gave Mr. Willinson and Ms. Parker their letters and felt no reason to stay. The two felt very uncomfortable staying in the facility, where it smelt terrible and there were occasional urine stains on the carpet.
Exiting the west-end lounge where Ms. Parker was, the two marched down a hallway they remembered from whence they entered.
Neil, a black-furred teenage rat, groaned, "God, I'm going to need to shower to get off this old people smell."
Todd, an obese brown horse of the same age, said, "Why don't they just keep these geezers in a zoo? At least there they're supposed to crap all over the place."
At the end of the hall stood Ms. Gershwin, a resident lioness at the home. She was one of the healthier residents, thanks to her knowledge of potions. Within her tart purple dress she had too perky breasts. They were her pride and joy, and the envy of many other of the home's residents.
Too bad Ms. Gershwin didn't have a potion for her incontinence.
Ms. Gershwin could hear the two teens walking down the hall towards her.
"These old farts just rot away sitting in a pile of their own filth." commented Todd.
"I'm surprised they don't need help getting from one room to another." Sneered Neil.
"Not to mention, stupid." Jeered Todd, "I bet they can barely remember their first names."
Neil chuckled.
Ms. Gershwin could hear them perfectly. It angered her that two young men would stereotype and insult the elderly like that. She wanted to scold them, but was quick to spark interest in using a potion on them. She had many potions stored away (it was her hobby to mix them), and the first one she could think of was an age progression potion. It was a very intricate potion. Not only did it make the drinker progression into an elderly age, but it also manipulated the consumer's mind into thinking that he or she had been old for quite awhile- producing fake memories for their new bodies.
It also had the odd effect of creating a diaper for the consumer out of either their garments or nothing at all.
As the two walked close, Ms. Gershwin grinned at them, "Hey, young gentlemen, could you two be two kind, caring boys and help me move a few things in my room?"
The two boys scowled. Neil spoke, "Uh... We were just on our way out."
"I'll make it worth your while." Ms. Gershwin said.
The two boys sparked interested. Neil asked, "Money?"
"No," her tone grew quiet, "alcohol."
The two boys looked at each other and grinned. They turned back to Gershwin. Todd whispered, "Seriously?"
"Yeah." Ms. Gershwin said. She waved the boys into her room, "Come on, now."
The two boys followed Ms. Gershwin into her room. Her room was small, with a single door to the right leading off into the bathroom. The beige looked pretty fresh and clean, no stains anywhere. It had a bed in the back, and few pieces of furniture around, and a TV near the door.
"Alright." Neil said, "What are we supposed to move?"
Gershwin hadn't thought about it, but she had to give her two targets a menial task to prevent suspicion. She looked around her room for something to move to a better location. Her TV set was a little off to the side. It could have probably benefited from a simple slide to the right.
"My TV," Ms. Gershwin pointed at her simple TV set, "I just need this TV set moved over a little bit, away from the door."
It was true though. A few times the TV had been whacked by the door opening. Nothing truly damaging, but if she kept it there for too long something might have happened one day that would have broke it.
"Uh... okay." The two boys each took a side on the TV tray and heaved it up. With a few steps backwards, Todd had directed Neil to carry the TV with him right up against the end table. Ms. Gershwin nodded, "That's enough."
The two set down the TV.
"Good." Gershwin walked over to her cabinet. Opening the shutters, she gazed at several bottles for a particular label: "Age Progression".
"Close the door, would you, guys?" Gershwin asked.
Todd pushed the door close, shutting off the noise from out in the halls.
"Now this stuff isn't too strong," said Gershwin, "but it has a little kick that I think you boys would enjoy."
Neil looked at the two glasses Gershwin was pouring the 'alcohol' into, "You mean we have to drink it here?"
Gershwin chuckled, "Don't worry. I give you guys a few door prizes."
Neil and Todd smiled.
Gershwin looked at a few other potions, "Meh." She was feeling a little horny so she stuck in anti-impotence qualm in both drinks. But she was feeling vengeful too, so she stuck in a 'stupid mess' qualm in one.
"Sit down." She said, "This might hit you guys hard, so it's best that you're sitting down for this."
Each boy took a seat on the olive couch beside them. They then each took a glass of Gershwin's alcohol. Todd was quick to take a sip, while Neil was a little reluctant. After seeing Todd go right into drinking the stuff, Neil took a sip.
"Hm..." Todd pondered, "Tastes alright. Is this really alcohol?"
"Yes." Gershwin nodded, "Have you ever had alcohol before?"
"No." Todd replied.
Neil shook his head.
"Keep drinking." Gershwin said, "Maybe the spark in alcohol will come to you."
Neil took another sip, but was suddenly inclined to start some small talk, "Lovely weather today, right?"
Gershwin nodded, "Yes. Very."
Both Todd and Neil were going through a change. Their fur was just a little bit greyer than normal, and their skin was slowly turning coarse, the youth of their bodies fading out of their flesh.
A trance came over the two teenagers. The potion had gotten to their minds and it was starting to degrade them. Nothing drastic yet, but the degradation has just begun. Their bodies changed as the potion passed through them.
Neil took another sip, "They say it's going to rise up in the next weeks."
"Up?" Todd questioned, "I don't know if that's good or bad."
Gershwin smiled, "The air conditioners around here stay pretty maintained."
Neil's feet claws were growing out some, part of the age progress.
The underwear inside both of the boys' pants were starting to change as well. The fabrics were slowly changing into diapers as the two sat there completely unaware. Their bones growing tired, and their fur greying.
"What were we talking about again?" Todd asked.
Gershwin smiled. The potion's mental effects were coming into play. She spoke, "How you first became incontinent."
"Oh." Todd said, "Well, for me... it was... I don't know."
"I can't remember either." Neil added.
Gershwin couldn't figure out if the two boys couldn't remember because the potion's memory loss, or if the potion hadn't given them some memories yet. But their slouching backs showed that their progress was very noticeable now.
The underwear in their pants had developed into diapers, ready to take on any waste they had to offer. And the chance was coming quickly, for slowly Neil and Todd's bowels were growing old and weak.
Neil's drooping eyes kept on Gershwin, "So Brenda, when did you?"
"A couple years back." Brenda explained, "I didn't fight to be put in diapers. After wetting the couch a few times, I accepted my fate."
Neil and Todd now had the appearance of an old rat and an old horse, respectively. Their fur was rugged and greyish. Neil's toeclaws were long and raspy. Their breathing was now deep and coarse. Their gaze was old and tired.
"I..." Neil spoke with an old tone, then took a moment to think, "wasn't quick to go into diapers. I refused them for a long time. I was pissing myself left and right."
Todd chuckled with his aged voice, "Remember that time you puddled yourself right in front of that nurse you were trying to impress."
Neil groaned, "Yessss. Remember all those times you messed yourself on purpose?"
Todd chuckled, "You make it sound like a bad thing."
That's when the two men's bowels caught up with their age. Although Neil's bladder tried hard to grip his urine passage, the urine slipped through. He did notice the wetness forming in his diaper. Not at first, at least.
Neil shot his gaze downward, "Lookie there. I'm peeing myself."
Brenda chuckled, "I hope you have a diaper on."
Neil giggled, "I do."
Todd chuckled, "Let's not make it the Reinhard incident again."
Neil shot a look at Todd, "Quiet you!"
"The Reinhard incident?" Queried Brenda.
"Neil pissed all over a couch." Todd smiled.
"Shut up, Todd!" Neil hissed.
Todd let out a loud laugh. It was powerful enough to shake loose his bowels, and he began unknowingly defecate. That's when the spell activated.
Todd, unaware of his messing, spoke, "We were at... somebody's house, and Neil was just starting to crap his pants. People suggested diapers, but he refused. So, um... so..."
As Todd narrated, feces began to drain out into his diaper. The extra potion in his drink was a curse potion. As he messed his diaper, his mind would devolve until he was a stupid animal. Brenda could spell Todd crapping himself and paid attention to Todd as the spell began.
Todd managed to reclaim his train of thought, "He had to go the... washroom, but he... peed his... pants. He peed the couch. He, uh, peed his pants all over the couch."
Todd was trying not to be overtaken by the euphoria of pooping. It felt so good to push out log after log of thick equine feces. The poo was erupting in his diaper. It had spread all over his butt cheeks. And it was taking his mind.
"Yeah, yeah." Neil groaned, "Rub it in."
"The couch was wet." Todd clumsily continued, "He tried to hide it, but then he made poo-poo. People smell poo-poo."
Neil was confused by Todd's sudden, primitive speech patterns. Brenda was satisfied.
"Neil found out." Todd grunted, "Neil laughed people."
No longer angered, Neil was concerned by Todd's sudden drop in vocabulary, "Are you alright, Todd?"
Todd leaned forward so his poo could exit his bowels more effortlessly. There was so much crap in his diaper at that point, it started bulging out. There was barely room for urine as Todd started peeing himself.
"Make poo-poo." Todd grumbled.
"Dear God, Todd." Neil groaned, "You sure love pooping!"
"Make... make..." But then Todd's grasp of language vanished, so he whinnied in delight.
"Can ya blame him?" Asked Brenda to Neil, "It feels so good!"
Todd's understanding of the world around him slowly disintegrated as his mind became more and more feral. Now, unable to understand language, his existence as Todd in the world collapsed.
"Lucky for you guys." Neil grumbled, "You guys can still feel your bowels releasing. I can't."
Todd was finished relieving himself- with a diaper looking ready to burst, and it didn't seem like he could lose anymore intelligence. With his tongue hanging out of a stupid smile, the person known as Todd was gone. Now, only a feral horse.
His basic mind looked around at the strange area. Beside him sat a friendly-smelling rat. In front of him sat a friendly-smelling lioness. Not only friendly, but sexual. Todd got aroused, and his hefty equine penis quickly built up. It pushed up between his legs, and tented his diaper and jeans.
Neil noticed Todd's bulge, and groaned, "For heaven's sake, Todd."
Brenda noticed it too, "Oh, leave him alone, Neil. He should be happy a man of his age can get it up." She was happy to see fertility in the horse. She had been pretty horny lately.
"It's just a little rude." Neil grumbled.
"Why don't you join in with him?" Brenda crooned with a sultry tone.
Neil almost retorted, but then he stopped himself and let himself get entranced by Brenda's stalwart beauty. It was a little unusual getting an erection. He can't remember the last time he did, yet this felt pretty normal to him.
Brenda noticed Neil's rising erection, "See? How do you feel?"
"Horny." Neil replied in melancholy.
"Good." Brenda shot back, "That makes..." She looked over at Todd quick, Todd lost in a daze, "three of us. All three of us are horny."
Neil grinned, "Brenda, are you implying something?"
Brenda gave a seductive grin, and eyed the bed on the other side of the room, "There's a bed right there."
Neil's erection throbbed. It felt like he hadn't had sex in years, or at all. He shot to his feet, "Oh god. Are... are you serious?"
Brenda nodded, "I have needs, too."
Neil smiled, then turned to Todd, "Come on, Todd. Let's get out of our diapers!"
Todd seemed to react. He got on his hooves stumbling, and waddled over to Neil as he walked up to the nice rose-blanket bed. Brenda stayed in her place on the seat though. Neil called to her, "You okay, Brenda?"
Brenda stuck her hand up, "Hold on. I'm taking a dump."