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The house was still under the enchantment of a dumbening device hiding the basement. All college students living in the house were walking around with a fraction of their usual intelligence. The college students and the wolverine that guided them- Milrew. The wolverine wandered around the house with an empty look in his eyes and an aimlessness in his every step. But with a formal coat, vest, and pleated pants, he still dressed like a civilized member of society.

As intelligent myumans, they were too insecure to give into their beastly desires. With their brains compromised though, they were more open to the idea. Dora was easily the most intellectual in the house, but in her inebriated state, she was out of her usual behavior.

She had a large bedroom with a few desks and shelves full of scientific equipment. She didn't have the mind to do any experiments that weekend, but instead played with them like they were toys. She lined up all of her beakers according to size but things got complicated when some of them were wider than they were tall. She couldn't make up her dumb mind on which one was the bigger beaker.

She felt an urge. An urge to do what? She didn't know. She left her room and walked around the halls for a bit. She could hear the TV on in the other room but didn't care. In the halls, Darryl was lounging about, leaning against a decorative table.

"Hi," said Dora.

"Hi," said Darryl, just monotonously.

The two said nothing. Darryl got up and approached her. He brushed a hand across Dora's chest and Dora giggled and moaned. Dora reached around and felt his butt. It was firm and round. Darryl moaned.

"Let's go to basement," said Dora, taking Darryl's hand.

They moved quickly, but sneakily. Or as sneaky as too idiots could be, bumping into walls and making steps that thumped like books hitting the floor. They crept up to the living room where the TV was on and turned towards the basement door. Quietly they opened the door and went downstairs.

The downstairs was dim but quiet. There was carpet on the floor even in the walls were unfinished. A couch had been moved down there in the last couple weeks and it looked pretty new.

"How do we do thizzzz?" Dora asked out loud.

"Take off your pants," said Darryl.

It took them a minute to get their pants off. Undoing the belts and zippers proved a challenge, but they got them off in time. They let them drop to the floor but Darryl tripped on his a bit before getting the idea of taking them off completely. Dora turned her back to Darryl, her bareass face him and luring him. Darryl directed her against a wall and began thrusting.

It took a few pokes but the cock got inside Dora's vagina. It was 7 inches and thick, something Dora could feel with every blow. Darryl took his hands around her and groaned. Dora moaned.

They went at it, cumming a few times between each other, grunting but not so loudly that they drew attention from upstairs. The irony was that they were just as drooly, apish, and unrefined having sex as imeciles than they were with normal intelligence.

The day went on. Eustice prepared their lunch. They set themselves at the living room counter, table, on the couch, and on the table across the living room and ate quietly. Milrew, too, who in his dumbed down state wasn't as charming or insightful as his usual. A few times Eustice had to correct him to eat with a fork and knife and not eat of his plate like a dog.

The afternoon arrived. It was inevitable that somebody would mess their pants again and Angie was the victim again. She got too distracted by her coloring book that she didn't notice she had to go the washroom. She held it, held it, held it until her indolent bladder let go and poured its contents into her panties, into her jeans, and onto the carpet beneath her.

It took her a few seconds to notice and she got embarrassed but kept quietly. They would dry, she knew that. She ignored her accident and kept coloring. That's when she pooped herself. She didn't notice herself quietly crapping her panties.

One of the clearers made its regular rounds around the house to check on the kids and expected Angie to have messed herself since she had done so exclusively in her couple days being dumbed down. As expected, Angie was laying in a puddle of her own urine. The smell tipped off she had defecated too.

The clearer asked her to stand and she did reluctantly. Her wet spots was in full view. The few kids on the TV saw it and giggled. They pointed. Angie gave them a dirty look as she was escorted to the changing room.

A spare room with doors on opposite sides leading into hallways was made into a changing room. A counter was fastened and giving a light layer of cushion for sitting upon. There was a sink although the clearers didn't need water to clean anyone.

Angie was brought in and she sat upon the counter although the clearer didn't want her to do that right away. It would have to deal. Angie was asked to remove her pants and she needed assistance getting them down her legs. Her panties, too. With the filth that Angie laid into them, it was hard to read the print of 'WHAT A LADY' on the front.

The clearer put the pants and panties on the side and took a hand to Angie's body. She was used to it by now: the clearer dragged its hand across her body and the waste disappeared, leaving perfectly clean skin. The fecal matter disintegrated into the clearer's glassy body. It went up and down Angie's waist to make sure it got it all.

After cleaning up Angie, it picked up her panties and pressed them into its torso. A hand was waiting around its back to take the panties as it was filtered through it's flat body. All the waste vanished. On the other side they were absolutely clean, the colors of the print shining brightly.

Doing the same for Angie's jeans took a little longer but the end result was clean clothes. It helped Angie get them back on while clean up some spots on the counter that were tainted by the dirty clothes, and then everything was clean. For now. The clearer thought about making a joke about how many times Angie had been in the changing room, but didn't have the creativity.

Eustice was the sole intelligent member of the household so maybe a visit was needed from a friend. In the driveway outside the kitchen, a small car rolled in. Stopping, out came a tall myumanoid collie whose brown hair blew in the gentle afternoon breeze. She closed the door and walked inside, hoping no myumans in the neighborhood saw her.

When she walked through the door, she saw her panda friend doing dishes in the kitchen and smiled, "Eustice!"

Eustice smiled back, "Viconia!"

Viconia walked up and threw arms around Eustice, the collie a good foot short of the panda. She embraced jovially.

"How are you doing?" asked Viconia. That day she wore a light orange smock giving her busty chest a lot of room although she was modest enough to not expose any cleavage. Her beige capris fit snugly against her curvy legs, with a hole on the back for her fluffy dog tail. She was barefoot, walking around on padded feet with the claws on her toes tapping against the surface below with every step. Most importantly, she had a collar of white with blue stripes.

"I'm great," said Eustice with a big bearish grin, "The children are behaving themselves."

"They're not too much of a handful?" Viconia raised a pestering grin, "They making it to the toilet?"

Eustice giggled, "They can be a little fussy but they are alright." She paused, "The one on the couch there can't stop having accidents." She chuckled deeply, "She hasn't properly gone to the washroom since the enchantment begun!"

As she walked around the counter, Viconia looked over into the living room and saw the girl on the couch wearing black attire and with her hair dyed black. Angie was sitting quietly, watching TV, and it didn't look like she had peed herself so Viconia and Eustice let her be. Viconia sat down at the counter.

"Some people are just like that," said Viconia, "They lose a chunk of their brainpower and then they can't care about holding it." She chuckled and smiled teethily, "Maurie is like that. Send his mind back just ten years and he'll whiz in his pants. We're careful with mind enchantments!"

"There's no shame in it," said Eustice, "Mental enchantments effect people differently. Some people lose their ability to go potty."

Viconia looked around, "So have you been bedding with any of them?"

Eustice stilled for a bit, her hands in the dishwater. She continued, "No... I have not. I don't want to use them like that."

"If I were you I'd would have gone with all of them by now," said Viconia, "Isn't ol' Milrew here too? Is he dumbed?"

Eustice nodded, "Like the rest of them."

"Oh I bet he's a pro at filling underwear!" said Viconia, "Handsome wolverine, I could change his pants."

Eustice found a towel to dry her hands and walked over to the counter that Viconia was sitting at and sat across from her. Eustice could sense Viconia was there for a reason. The panda took the collie's hand and stroked gently. Viconia folded her ears and looked sad.

"It's been so long since I've gone dumb, Eustice," said Viconia.

"Do you need a break?" asked Eustice.

Viconia nodded, "Yes."

Eustice reached over to Viconia's neck and took her fingers to the collar. She felt around for the knot and found it. With a click, the collar opened. Viconia reached behind and tugged the collar off, "How long until I go dumb?"

"It shouldn't take long," said Eustice.

Viconia took her hands to her head, "Oh I can feel it happening," she giggled, "It's... it's very airy..." Her head sunk a bit, "Hehe, this is... weird..."

She clumsily got up from her seat and stumbled standing on the floor, but caught herself. She took her hands to the top of her chest and giggled some more, "I... I feel..."

She stood there for a few moments, looking like she was in a daydream. There was a wet burst on her crotch. A big pool of wet consumed her crotch and streams of it went down her pant legs. It dripped off of her center and out the bottom of her pants, onto the floor.

"Oops," said Eustice, "You had an accident."

Eustice got up and approached Viconia around the counter, but as Viconia looked down to see what she had done, she put a hand up to Eustice, "No change. I want to feel it."

Eustice giggled nervously, but let Viconia enjoy her wet mishap.

Cardi and Trey were playing checkers out in the back of the house, in the lounge space off the hallway. Who was winning, who was losing, they weren't sure and they certainly keep any of the rules straight. They played a few rounds and knew enough to know that a game starts with the checkers of different colors on opposite sides.

The game finished. Trey said, "I don't want to play anymore."

When he got up, Cardi could see that he peed his pants. There was a wet stain all over his base. She pointed and laughed. Trey looked down and tried to cover it with his hands embarrassedly.

Cardi snerked and snorted.

"Don't laugh," said Trey.

"You peed!" said Cardi.

When Cardi threw her head back to give a honkish laugh, a wet spot formed underneath her, soaking her pants and flooding the chair. Trey saw it before Cardi noticed and he chuckled, "You peed too!"

A clearer came over and separated the two. The other bluer clearer was busy changing someone so the clearer sent Trey to get changed by Eustice while it took Cardi to the changing room.

Inside, Hank was mid-change. He had his legs up and the clearer was wiping his body. He looked over at Cardi embarrassedly. Cardi sat up on a counter beside him and let the clearer undress her pants. Her soaked panties followed.

As Hank watched Cardi get cleaned, he took a peek at her sex. He couldn't help himself. Watching her be touched like the way the bluer clearer was touching her set him off. His dick rose, jutting out in her honor. He wanted to fuck her.

Cardi noticed the dick and licked her lips. The two myumans looked at each other lovingly and lustfully. After cleaning away the pee from Cardi's thighs, her vag got wet again looking at Hank.

"Perhaps they could stay pantsless for awhile," said the bluer clearer, "Do you two want to copulate with each other?"

"Cop... huh?" said Hank.

"Do you want to have sex?"

The two myumans nodded and the orange clearer allowed Hank on his feet. He walked over to Cardi and plugged in. His slaps were sloppy and inaccurate but Cardi seemed to like it. The two clearers backed off and politely kept quiet, not minding the two myumans mating in front of them.

Hank put his hands down beside Cardi and Cardi held onto his arms, her legs up around him. She rocked with his thrusts, loving having his body inside hers. He scratched that itch. It was just her and her mate, who she couldn't care to remember the name of.

Only one climax was good enough for both of them so after Hank shot his load and Cardi came, they went back to their spots and the clearers cleaned them up and helped them back in their clothes.

It was night and the kids had gone to their rooms. Eustice put the collar back on Viconia and the collie regained her intelligence. After a change she went home. Eustice was alone in the kitchen, cleaning things up and putting some plates away. The quietude was peaceful with only the low hum of the heater rumbling in the house. Outside, there were birds chirping and insects.

She looked around the darkened living room and sighed, "By this time tomorrow, they will all be back to normal."

A quiet breeze pushed the kitchen window.

"Guess I better make the most of it," said Eustice.

The panda relaxed her face and leaned forward a bit. There was a spattering sound and the front of her pants turned wet. The legs were overtaken with a soaked stain and wet dripped from her pants onto the tiled floor. The wetness raced down the pant legs and poured out below at her feet.

There was a series of FLORPS and PFFTS and the backside of her pants pushed out. The stench of panda feces took the air. She stood there, urinating and defecating and it feel so good to let everything out. She could feel her panties tug at the front as she let out a bucketful of her waste into the back.

Emptying her bladder made a pool on the floor and drenched her pants. To wear the wet, it felt so good. The puddle expanded outward, hitting the bottoms of the counters and cupboards.

Eustice giggled, "Oopsie!"

The aroma lifted off the floor and her backside. It was a tender smell. She inhaled richly, and grinned.

It was the next day, approaching noon, and the pyramid's effects were about to expire.

The kids were situated around the house, not knowing or caring when the effects would end. Some were in their rooms, others were watching TV on the couches, and some were around the household.

Tina was a shyer girl of the household. Thusfar in living with Milrew she hadn't engaged with any monsters like the others, she was never a 'field agent', although the effects came her way regardless- like when some of her roommates brought home cookies that turned the eater into a rabbit.

She didn't have an opinion on going under the pyramid's effects, and trusted Milrew's judgement. Perhaps it was the trauma that kept her quiet.

She had spent the weekend under the pyramid's spell mostly behaving and keeping quiet. The reduction of intelligence didn't affect her shyness, but it did effect her ability to hold it a few times. That afternoon she got distracted with a video game in her room and neglected her using the toilet. How long did she think she could hold it? As she sat on her bed and stared at the TV across from her room, her bladder let go. Wetness trinkled on the seat of her pants and between her legs. A yellowish spot grew on her bed.

When she noticed what she had done, she put the controller down in a panic. She thought maybe she could just let it dry but came to the conclusion that it would leave a stain. She would have to get the clearers. She opened the door and looked outside in the hall to see if anyone.

With pee drenched her pants, she moved towards the main living space. She saw the orange clearer standing by the window. She waved at it and it saw her waving through its own transparent head. It walked up to her.

Tina pointed at her crotch, "I had an accident..."

The clearer jovially offered its plastic hand for Tina to take, "Come along."

Tina had to walk through the living room to get to the clearers' changing room but no one drew their attention to her and thus didn't witness her peed pants. The door opened and she was inside before they noticed.

It was at that moment, down below in the basement, where the pyramid stopped. It's warm glow faded and the magical energy it emanated faded across the household. Within a matter of a single minute, everyone around the house.

As Tina undressed for the orange clearer, she began to feel smarter. Her thoughts were getting complex and had more caveats. She thought about what would happen if someone walked in the door. She thought about what would happen if people found out.

By the time the clearer was wiping, Tina was out of her trance and back to a smart college student. The clearer had its shiny flat hands on Tina's thighs, wiping away the wetness. Tina didn't know what to do but for having a strange creature touch around and on her privates was relaxing.

Leaning back on the counter, she took a hand to her head, "I think I am out of the dumb spell..."

The clearer gave a smile that stretched across its face, "Yes, the pyramid device has been turned off."

Tina took a hand to her thighs, her fingers rubbing up against the clearer's, "I peed myself."

The clearer's smile shrunk, "Yes, you did."

Tina chuckled, "I was pretty dumb, huh? It's funny, I feel perfectly fine now." Tina looked down her torso as the clearer cleaning her naked bottom, "You're cleaning me, aren't ya?"

The clearer smiled wider, "Of course! It is my job. Besides..." it's eyes narrowed, "It is a splendid way to get to know someone." It tapped Tina's right ankle, "Leg's up, please."

Tina lifted her legs up so that the clearer could wipe her bottom. She giggled, "It's funny. I should feel embarrassed but I don't."

The clearer pressed her pants and underwear through its body and gave them back to Tina to put on. The clearer allowed itself to be something to lean on for Tina as she slid her jeans up. Tina smiled at the clearer, "Thank you."

"No problem!" said the clearer, "It is my job!"

"Even though I'm out of my dumb... ness," said Tina, "Could I come to you if I need a cleanup?"

The clearer smiled, "I'd love that!"

Tina giggled and exited the room, her and the clearer exchanging a gaze of affection before Tina left the doorway.

Dawson was waddling around in a pair of messed pants when the device disengaged. What was he doing? Where was he going? The truth of the situation got lost on him as the enchantment of the device broke and he regained his intelligence. Standing awkwardly in the middle of the dorm hallway, he had to contend with the disgusting situation his dumbed down self left him with.

Eustice was walking around checking up on everyone as they came out of their spell. When she saw Dawson with a wetspot, she knew he needed tending.

"How are you Dawson?" asked Eustice.

Dawson poked at his crotch, "When I came out, I messed myself."

Eustice took a sniff, "Smells like you also went number two."

Dawson nodded shyly.

Eustice offered a big padded hand, "Do you need me to change you?"

Dawson didn't want to take her hand like a little boy, but it looked so inviting. He let her big fingers wrap around his small myuman hand. He said lowly, "Yeah..."

After stopping in Dawson's room to pick up a clean pair of clothes, Eustice took him to the room she was staying in while tending to the dumbed down kids. It was near Milrew's and Dora's on one side of the house. They passed by Emma and Cardi hanging out in the hall. Maybe they looked and saw Dawson's accident but Dawson pretended to not see them and ignored them. Eventually he was inside Eustice's room.

It was a big room, with lots of floor space and even a higher ceiling. There were no windows, though. Eustice flicked on a light and took Dawson to her desk against the wall. She moved some papers onto her bed and went to a nearby cupboard to get a plastic bag. She put it on the ground, stretching it out with her bare bearish feet.

"Ok..." she said softly, "Let's get you out of those pants!"

The phrase was unintenionally sexual. Dawson walked on the bag and unbuckled his belt. He drops his wet pants but was more careful removing his underwear, which were gone after what he did in them. He could feel the mush stick to his rear as he pulled them down. It was a careful process to take them down his legs without worsening the mess, but he got them to the floor without much trouble.

Eustice put his pants and underwear in another bag for the clearers to clean. She helped Dawson up on her desk, motioned him to raise his legs, and then got busy cleaning his base with some wet wipes.

It was embarrassing for Dawson but he felt it could be worse. Eustice was so warm and gentle, not expressing a bit of condescension as she cleaned. She was jovial to wipe Dawson's ass!

Her gaze was pleasant and an attraction came over Dawson. As Eustice wiped him, his member became firm. Eustice's expression became concerned. Her eyes focused on the lengthening pole as she wiped down Dawson left butt cheek. Dawson bit his lip with mortification. What an inappropriate time for a boner!

"I'm... sorry," he squealed.

Eustice gave a nervous chuckle, "It is ok. We cannot always control when our bodies will react to one another." She paused, "Not a convenient time to get fresh, is it?"

Dawson turned away shyly, "You're just so pretty..."

Eustice blushed, "Is that so...?"

Eustice finished up cleaning and gave Dawson his clothes to slip on. After putting them on he hopped down from the desk. Eustice showed him to the door but before leaving, Eustice recommended that she and Dawson 'have an evening together'. Dawson had no idea what that could have meant but he wanted to find out!

Emma didn't know what to do after coming out of the dumbening. She walked to a corner and sat down by a windowsill. She thought about what happened to her while she was under. What happened? Was it all real?

She recalled Edelgard the panther entering the house at night and finding her to give her a fuck. It was disgraceful that he took advantage of her, but she couldn't deny that she had an attraction to him after they made love. Maybe she would see her again?

Angie was wandering around looking for everyone. The blue crearer passed by just as Angie and Emma got talking and the clearer gave everyone a report of sorts, a score of how many times they had an accident. For all of Angie's teasing, she never made it to the toilet once. She messed herself each time.