The need for diapers took a bit of getting used to for the party, as did Tracy's sudden spike in maternal instinct. As if it had become a ritual for her, the lynx would check for soggy or messy diapers after each encounter, just as she would check for wounds to heal. If she caught anyone in need of a change, she would gently push them onto their backs, open their diaper bag, and set to work.

With each change, their control weakened, their minds became more submissive, and Tracy's motherly mentality became stronger.

Eventually, Tracy became the leader, and directed the team into a thick forest with expert ease, and right to the doorstep of the nursery they had been searching for. Three faeries ushered the party of five inside.

Once through the door, their fates were sealed--The potent magic completely wiped their minds of the thought of any resistance, reprogramming the party members to be submissive, helpless infants in adult bodies, while Tracy's mind was shifted to only care about taking care of the children of the nursery.

The infantile victims' feet and hands were covered in thick booties and mittens, and their diapers replaced with new, thicker versions. As the tapes sealed them into their new padding, their eyes glazed over, while their last thoughts escaped their minds completely.

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