The Ring Of Truth

“Oh fuck that’s a relief” Ciri sighed as she peeled off her shirt. She winced, gently feeling a scar on her stomach. “Fucking Drowners nest” she spat, stepping into the water. All she’d wanted to do was take a bath, but she just HAD to encounter Drowners in the middle of stripping.

She sighed, stepping further in. The water of the Sansretour was pretty warm this time of year, making the sting of her scar a little easier to bear. She glanced back at the bodies of the Drowners and sneered. “At least Beauclair pays well for the bastards” she muttered, grabbing her washcloth and scrubbing her arms.

As she cleaned herself, Ciri noticed a strange glimmer in the water. “Huh… is that?...” she whispered, trailing off. Taking a deep breath, she went underwater and grabbed at the glimmer. She pulled it up and opened her hand. “A… a ring? What are you doing all the way out here?” she muttered.

The shining gold made the ring look so majestic. She tossed it ashore onto her clothes and resumed cleaning. But as Ciri scrubbed herself, she couldn’t take her eyes off it. After all, a ring didn’t just… appear. “Don’t think the current is strong enough to pull it this far away from Beauclair either…” she muttered. Once Ciri was finally happy with her cleanliness, she walked back onto dry land and put her clothes back on.

“Hope Yennefer hasn’t decided to get B.B. to wash everything…” she muttered, pulling her gloves on. She looked down at the ring and frowned. “You’re an anomaly out here…” she said, pursing her lips as she picked it up.

Ciri slipped the ring on over her gloved hand. “Huh… perfect fit” she muttered. The ring started to glow and Ciri yelped. “What the?!” she shrieked, trying to pull the ring off. It wouldn’t budge an inch. “Okay Ciri… that was a pretty stupid thing to do in hindsight…” she said, tugging at the ring in vain.

She looked around and sighed. Yennefer is going to be so pissed at me for just putting a random ring on… she thought, grabbing her swords and slinging them over her back. “Well… I guess I’d better get back and see if she can remove it” she said. The ring glowed again, though much dimmer this time. “... Ooookay” she muttered.

Ciri gathered the Drowners heads, and her supplies and mounted her horse that was tied to the tree nearby. “Come on girl. The sooner I get back to Corvo Bianco, the better” she said. The ring glowed again. “I seriously hope that doesn’t get annoying…” she muttered. The ring’s glow faded, and the horse started to trot off.

As she came up to the Corvo Bianco estate, Ciri started to panic. Seriously, Yennefer is going to have my head for being so stupid! She thought, dismounting her horse. “Okay… calm down Ciri… deep breaths. Yennefer isn’t going to be that mad. Not like a ring can be that bad right?” she said, taking a few deep breaths. Much to her annoyance, the ring glowed again.

“Worst case scenario, you have to get a finger removed… okay you’re just being dramatic now” she muttered to herself. The ring kept glowing for another few seconds before fading. Huh… it only glows when I speak. That could be useful info she thought. She put her horse in the stables and walked up to the main building. Opening the door, she looked around. “Uh Yennefer? You in here?” she called out. Sure enough, the ring glowed again.

“I’m upstairs Ciri” Yennefer shouted. Ciri walked up the stairs, her footsteps making the wood creak loudly. “You’re back late. Geralt’s just set off on a contract for the Duchess” Yennefer said, rooting around in a wardrobe.

“Uh, yeah… about that. I sort of found a ring and I put it on… and I think it’s cursed or something because I can’t take it off” she said. Yennefer stopped rooting around and took a deep breath. “I know, I know, I wasn’t thinking right when I did it”

Yennefer turned around and put her hands on her hip. “No, you weren’t. Where did you even find a ring that far off the main road?” she asked, looking down at Ciri’s hand. She walked over and grabbed her arm. “Just because it looks like a standard gold band, doesn’t mean it is one” she said, pursing her lips.

Truth be told, Ciri was surprised Yennefer was taking her stupid decision so well. “I found it in the Sansretour while I was bathing. The waters are pretty clear and I saw something shining in the water” she replied. The ring started to glow again. “Oh yeah, it glows whenever I speak”

Yennefer frowned and gave the ring a gentle tug. When it didn’t budge, she tried pulling Ciri’s glove off instead. “Well, it’s certainly stuck with magic… why would it glow?” she muttered to herself. Yennefer sighed and hugged Ciri. “At least you’re alright I suppose. I’ll look through my tomes, see if I can’t find anything on it” she said.

Just then, Ciri’s gut rumbled. She chuckled. “I got so caught up in getting back here, I never stopped to eat” she said. The ring once again glowed, getting both women’s attention. “I’ll go get breakfast. Hope Marlene has a lot of food left over…” Ciri muttered.

The pair walked downstairs, where Marlene was already laying plates of bacon and eggs out. Yennefer frowned. “Marlene, breakfast was an hour ago. Why are you putting more out?” she asked, not bringing up Ciri’s hunger. The older woman chuckled.

“Well, I heard the young lass was back. I won’t have anyone in this household going hungry” she said, walking back to the kitchen. Both Ciri and Yennefer shared a look. On the one hand, it did make sense for Marlene. She absolutely refused to let anyone go hungry after spending so long as a Spotted Wight. On the other…

“She cooks fast…” Ciri muttered. Both ignored the ring’s glow and Ciri sat down at the table. She took a bite out of the bacon and raised her eyebrows. “Crispy” she muttered. Either Marlene had already put some on before she rode her horse into the estate, or she had a roaring fire in that kitchen.

“Unusual, certainly. But I doubt it has anything to do with your predicament” Yennefer said, walking past the table. “I’ll be in here if you need me” she said, opening the door to hers and Geralt’s bedroom. Ciri started to eat, staring at the ring.

She just had a few plates of food ready… like that? She thought, taking another bite of her crispy bacon. She glanced back to the kitchen and sighed. “Wish she also had something to wash this down with” she muttered, turning her attention back to the food. Ciri froze as she heard Marlene walking behind her.

“And here you go dearie” she said, putting a tankard of what looked like apple juice in front of Ciri. “Enjoy!” she said, walking back to the kitchen. Ciri stared at the tankard. Once was weird. Twice was baffling. She grabbed the wooden tankard and took a drink from it.

“Damn… that apple juice is almost as good as cider” she muttered, placing the tankard back down. The constant glow of the ring was almost a footnote in her brain, but as she stared at it Ciri got an idea. She looked down at one of her untouched eggs. It’s silly to think this would work…

She bit her lip and sighed. “Worth a shot I guess… Uh… This sunny side egg is a hard-boiled egg” she said, quiet enough so Marlene didn’t overhear her. Ciri damn well leapt out of her chair as the egg turned into a hard eggshell in the blink of an eye. She stood in place, frozen as her mind processed what she’d just witnessed. “This can’t be real… surely” she whispered.

Gulping, Ciri took a fork and cracked the egg. And sure enough, it was hardboiled inside. She glanced at another sunnyside egg. "This egg is poached" she whispered. Just like the first, the sunnyside egg changed and a poached egg took its place. She held her hand up, staring at the ring on her finger.

This ring… it's able to change things? She thought. She strode towards the room and opened the door, walking inside and shutting it quickly. Yennefer, startled by the sudden intrusion, snapped around from the desk. “The ring just did something” Ciri said. Yennefer frowned and shot out of her seat. “I-I-I was eating breakfast, and I started w-wishing for s-something to wash it d-d-down and it just happened!” she whispered harshly.

Yennefer grabbed her hand and her own started to glow faintly. “I’m not detecting any unusual differences” she muttered. She looked up at Ciri. “Okay. First say something 100% obviously true, then say something 100% obviously false” she said, the glow in her hand not fading.

“Uh… the sky is blue” Ciri replied. The ring’s glow lit up their bodies. Something obviously false?... she thought. “And uh… you refer to me as Mommy?” she said. Ciri frowned. She hadn’t meant to say that. However before she could say anything, Yennefer’s glare brought her out of her thoughts.

“Did I not just say to say something 100% obviously false, Mommy?” she asked with pursed lips. Ciri felt her stomach drop and her heart stop beating for a moment. “If you want to get this damned ring off, you should listen to my instructions” Yennefer said.

Ciri remained speechless for a moment, still processing the information. “But… I did” she whispered. Yennefer dropped her hand and the magic around her own disappeared as she crossed her arms.

“Really? You expect me to believe that me calling you Mommy is weird?” she asked. Ciri nodded, her mouth slightly open. What else does she expect me to say?! She can’t tell it’s weird?! She thought. Yennefer shut her eyes and pinched the bridge of her nose. “Alright. Fine. Clearly you’re pretty distressed over this. Why don’t you take a walk outside and clear your head?”

Ciri again nodded mutely, opening the door and walking back to her breakfast. She nibbled at her bacon, dipping it in her hardboiled egg as she stared at the wall in front of her. “She didn’t think it was weird” she whispered. Would others?

She grabbed her plate and got up from the table, taking Yennefer’s advice and taking a walk. The workers were tending to the vineyard, even in the scorching Toussaint sun. “They have some way of keeping cool” Ciri said, feeling bad for the workers. Every worker suddenly wore a hat, and a table of drinks appeared not far from the crops. None of them even reacted as though something was wrong.

She looked down at her ring. It’s either changing all of reality right in front of me… or I’m dreaming she thought. She walked up to the hill overlooking everything and sat down. “If everything I say becomes the truth… I know what this ring is capable of” she said. Ciri winced as she felt her mind being bombarded with information. No bringing back the dead or killing people she thought.

“That… that’s it?”

She took a bite of her bacon and sighed. It only reminded her of all the people she wished she COULD bring back from the dead. Vesemir. Milva. Angoulême. Cahir. Calanthe. So many who died for her. To protect or rescue her. She looked back out at the workers. It was a strong sunny day. And Yennefer is cooped up inside trying to help me…

She stopped chewing. “No, she’s not… Yennefer is going to sit out in her lounge chair to read” she said. A minute later, Yennefer walked out of the main building, not seeing Ciri as she walked towards her lounge chair. She had such strength. Literally at her fingertips.

Yennefer calling me Mommy… she thought, putting her plate down. “That’s… sort of funny… and cute” she muttered. She smirked, holding back a chuckle. “I… I guess I could go with this for a bit” she said.

Ciri leaned forward, watching as Yennefer sat down and started reading. “Yennefer will take her gloves off… and suck her thumb” she said. Might as well go all in with this Mommy thing… I can always fix it later after all

She snorted as she watched Yennefer take her gloves off and put her right thumb in her mouth. Workers in front of her glanced and didn’t seem to even care that a grown woman was sucking her thumb. Ciri grinned and put her plate down. “That’s so adorable!” she said, watching Yennefer trying to read her book with one hand. But it could be cuter…

“Yennefer’s panties will change into a pink and white diaper” she said. Ciri wasn’t really sure what came over her, but she couldn’t stop smiling as she watched Yennefer’s dress lift a little. The diaper wasn’t super obvious, especially at this distance. But she knew it was there. If I’m going to diaper her and make her call me Mommy… I might as well play the part too

“Everyone accepts that I am Yennefer’s Mommy, despite our age difference. Even though she’s much older than me, she still listens to me like a little girl would her Mommy” she said. Nothing obvious changed, but the ring glowing was all she needed to see. She grabbed her plate and walked down, eager to see how the changes affected the woman she had previously called Mommy.

“Sorry for freaking out earlier. I guess I kinda got worked up over the ring” she said, sitting at the edge of Yennefer’s lounge chair. The sorceress smiled at her, still sucking her thumb like her life depended on it.

“That’s okay Mommy. I’m sorry for being mean and telling you to go away like that” Yennefer replied. Ciri bit her lip, putting the plate down at her feet. “By the way… Triss said she’ll be arriving today” Yennefer said, suddenly much less happy. Ciri chuckled. It was difficult to see the older woman as anything other than cute with her thumb in her mouth like that.

“You’re pouting Yennefer” Ciri said. Yennefer’s bottom lip stuck out as she kept sucking her thumb. “You were looking forward to showing Triss your new pink diapers just last night. Why are you so pouty now?” she asked. Yennefer’s whole demeanour changed. It was less a madness, and more a mild annoyance.

“Because she’ll have to sleep with you?” Yennefer said. Ciri chuckled. There was only one spare room in the main building of Corvo Bianco, and while she could easily fix that, Ciri had a better idea. “Mommy will be sleeping with you, silly. That bed upstairs isn’t THAT big” she said.

Yennefer’s pout turned into a smile. “Mommy’s going to sleep with me!” she said, taking her thumb out to cheer before putting it right back in. Despite Ciri not having changed her personality much, Yennefer was clearly acting differently. She acted more like a child. Probably something to do with me making myself her Mommy…

She glanced at Yennefer’s dress and smirked. What’s the point in wearing a diaper, if you’re not going to use it? She thought. She sniffed the air and chuckled. “Mommy smells a poopy sweetie. And I’d bet it’s coming from you” she said. Yennefer blushed and nodded shyly.

“I… I don’t want a change yet Mommy” she said, going back to reading her book. The stench of poop was now clear, and Ciri cringed at it. She grabbed the plate again and got up.

“Well, come find me when you want a change then” she said. Yennefer nodded, and Ciri walked off, taking a big gulp of air once she was far enough away. She turned around and looked back to Yennefer.

“Okay, I’m fixing that right now. Yennefer has an enchantment that makes her used diapers smell nice” she said. She panted a few times, catching her breath after smelling Yennefer’s poop. “Uncle Vesemir would be laughing at me now” she muttered. And Geralt would probably start talking about that Zeugl story again

She walked back into the main building and put her plate on the table. She grabbed her tankard of apple juice and walked into Yennefer’s and Geralt’s room. It felt pretty cramped, especially with the stuffed unicorn next to the bed. “Hmm… this room is 4 times larger on the inside than it is on the outside thanks to magic” she said.

The whole area expanded in a flash. Nothing else got added, and now the room looked pretty barren. She looked around and smirked. It was perfect. “Half this room is an adult-sized nursery for Yennefer” she said. It was like a line split down the middle of the room as furniture materialised from thin air. Everything a baby could want. Crib, changing table, playpen, toys, diapers galore. “This is Yennefer’s half of the room…” she muttered.

She saw the unicorn move over about 10 feet so it was no longer on Geralt’s side and smirked. “Yennefer isn’t reading a dusty old book outside. She’s cuddling a plushie unicorn I got her for her last birthday” she said. That ought to look cute

She turned on her heels and walked out of the room. “This power… it feels amazing” she whispered. Every word she spoke was the truth. So long as she said it as a statement, it became the truth. No matter how ludicrous the statement was. She walked upstairs to the small guest room.

“Way too small… This room is now 10 times larger on the inside than it is outside” she said. The area practically exploded with free space. The once tiny bedroom was now a footnote of the room as a whole. I’ll have to think of something to use this for…

She glanced at the clock. 11AM… I wonder when Triss will get here? She thought with a smirk. She walked back to Geralt and Yennefer’s bedroom. “Nearly unlimited possibilities… I’m actually getting choice paralysis” she chuckled.

An idea popped into her head. “Yennefer will soak her diaper with pee, and come looking for a change… and I know how to change a diaper effectively” she said. She cringed as she felt the information fill her head. Memories of changing Yennefer’s diapers since she was only 12 years old hit her. It was such a bizarre thing to imagine, but Ciri found herself smiling at the cute sorceress in her memories.

She heard Yennefer coming in through the front door and grabbed a diaper in anticipation. The door creaked open and Yennefer peeked through. “Mommy? I need my diaper changed” she said, coming through and closing the door behind her. Ciri grinned and walked over to the changing table.

“Then hop up Yennefer. Mommy will get that icky diaper off” she said. Yennefer smiled and shuffled over to her, hopping up onto the changing table. Ciri frowned, seeing the dress was in the way. “Mommy needs to get your dress off first sweetie” she said.

Yennefer frowned, but sat up and held her arms up. “Good girl” Ciri praised, pulling her dress off to reveal Yennefer wasn’t wearing a bra. Ciri bit back a chuckle as Yennefer covered her breasts. “Last I checked, you were pretty shameless about your body. What’s wrong sweetie?” she asked, getting Yennefer to lie down.

“I’m just a bit cold in here Mommy” she said, moving her arms so she could warm them. Ciri smirked as she tore the tapes off Yennefer’s diaper. Taking off the front revealed a mess of pee and poop, though it was quite a pleasant smell thanks to her new magic enchantment. Yennefer suddenly gasped. “Mommy! I left my plushie outside!” she said, trying to get up from the changing table.

“Ah ah sweetie, I’m sure your unicorn plushie will be fine until you get a new diaper on” she said, calmly putting Yennefer back down on her back. Yennefer put her thumb in her mouth and pouted as she sucked it. “Good girl” she said, cleaning Yennefer’s crotch with an experienced speed and ease. Almost like I’ve been doing it most of my life

She wrapped the used diaper up and got a new one out. A quick sprinkle of powder and Yennefer was taped into a fresh diaper. “Stay there for a second Yenny” she said. Ciri bit her lip as she walked to the wardrobe. Yenny… that sounds really cute for her she thought.

She reached into the wardrobe and pulled out a faded purple frilly dress, almost a violet colour. It wouldn’t do anything to hide Yennefer’s diaper. She also grabbed a hairband with a frill along the top of it. “You’ll love these Yenny” she said, turning back to Yennefer.

The sorceress’ eyes lit up. “That looks so cute Mommy! Can I wear it?! Pleeeease?!” Yennefer begged, still sucking her thumb. Ciri chuckled. It was so out of character for Yennefer to speak like that, but it was just too adorable to change.

“Well of course you’re going to be wearing it sweetie. Why else would Mommy be getting it out?” she chuckled. Yennefer sat up, giddily bouncing with her arms up as Ciri slipped her new dress on. “Aaand your little hairband” she said, putting it in Yennefer’s hair. “There you go Yenny”

She leaned in and kissed Yennefer on the forehead, surprising herself even. Yennefer giggled. “Thanks Mommy!” she said, running back out to her plushie. Ciri touched her lips with a faint blush dusting her cheeks. She certainly hadn’t intended on doing that. It just felt so natural to do it though.

She walked out after Yennefer and watched the older woman hugging her plushie unicorn tightly. Then to Ciri’s shock, instead of putting her thumb in her mouth, her hand drifted down to her diaper and right into it. Her jaw dropped as she watched Yennefer giggle, clearly masturbating in broad daylight. And not a single worker seemed to care. “I guess I made her a little too shameless…” she muttered.

“Seems like she’s having fun”

Ciri jumped, turning to her right to see Triss standing there. “Triss? When did you get here?” she asked, trying to calm her heartbeat. “I didn’t know when you were coming over”

Triss chuckled and hugged Ciri. “Thought I’d surprise you, little Sis” she said. Triss looked back to Yennefer. “She looks really cute today. Where’d you get that dress?” she asked, making her way to Yennefer. Ciri followed after her.

“Oh uh… I got it off a tailor in Beauclair… he does a lot of Duchess Anna Henrietta’s clothing so she recommended him to me” she said, her head filling with memories of speaking to Anarietta about the tailor. “Yennefer! Triss is here!” she called out.

Yennefer turned around and smiled, not taking her hand out of her diaper. “Hi Triss! Look! Mommy got me new pink diapers! Aren’t they cute?!” she giggled. Ciri couldn’t hold back her own giggle this time. Maybe she could make it so Yennefer would remember this when she changed her back to normal. It would be hilarious to see her reaction to how she behaved.

“They ARE cute Yenny. And that dress goes so well with them too” Triss said, admiring the dress. Ciri bit her lip. Yenny could do with having a Sister… she thought. “And you’re clean! Good girl” Triss said, patting Yenny’s head.

Ciri chuckled with her hand in front of her mouth. “You on the other hand look like you could do with a diaper. You’re peeing everywhere Triss” she said. Triss gasped and pushed against her crotch, but there was no way of stopping the flow. Her dress turned dark around her crotch and Ciri and Yennefer both watched as a small puddle formed at her feet.

“Hehehe! Triss needs diapers too Mommy!” Yenny giggled, taking her hand out of her diaper to point at the redhead. Triss glared at her as the puddle grew bigger. “Ohh! Can I pick a diaper for her?!” she asked.

Ciri snorted. “Sure you can sweetie” she said. Yenny ran off to grab a diaper, leaving Triss and Ciri together. Triss went to speak, but Ciri raised her hand. “Honestly, if you wanted to wear diapers that badly, you could have asked me. It’s so obvious you were jealous of Yenny” she said. Triss blushed as red as her hair.

“I… thank you Ciri” she said, smiling faintly as finally the puddle stopped getting bigger. Ciri wrapped her arm around Triss’ shoulder and led her inside. “Uhm… don’t tell Yenny I wanted to wear one…” she muttered. Ciri snorted, watching yet another proud sorceress become a shy little girl in front of her.

“I won’t tell your big Sister you wanted to wear one of her diapers, Mommy promises” she said. Triss seemed to space out for a second before she came back to reality and hugged Ciri.

“Thanks Mommy! Yenny’s diapers are so much cooler than my ones!” she said. Ciri snorted. There wasn’t exactly a difference as far as she was concerned. She led Triss into the bedroom where Yenny had her hand in her diaper as she whispered to her plushie.

“No, that’s not gonna hold all her pee pee, Quaxy” she whispered. Ciri snorted. Yenny really named her plushie after Ihuarraquax? She thought. She smiled. He’s probably still alive… bet Yenny and Triss would love to play with a real living unicorn

“Alright, let’s get you in a clean diaper Triss. Arms up so Mommy can take your dress off” she said, getting the wet clothes off Triss. The redheaded sorceress pouted when Ciri removed her bra as well, but didn’t protest. Yenny was still picking a diaper, so Ciri decided to speed the decision up a bit. “Yenny will pick a light blue diaper with a fox face print on the front” she whispered.

“Ooh! Found the perfect diaper!” Yenny said, grabbing the diaper off the shelf. “This one Mommy!” she said, proudly presenting the diaper. Ciri took it and pat Yenny on the head.

“Good girl. Now go play with your toys while I get Triss changed” she said. Yenny giggled and skipped over to one of the many toy chests. “Now, let’s get you in a diaper Triss” she said, helping Triss onto the changing table. Triss bit her lip, grinning as she watched Ciri unfold the diaper and slide it under her butt. “Someone’s excited” Ciri chuckled, folding the diaper up after sprinkling some powder.

“Mhm! Thanks Mommy” Triss whispered. Ciri taped the diaper up and pat the front of it. “Can I go play too now?” she asked. Ciri nodded, and Triss hopped off the table and waddled over to a small table and chair. Might as well change a few more things around…

“Triss has a plushie fox. Her hair has pink ribbons tied in it. She’s wearing a bib because she’s having a tea party with her fox” she whispered, grinning more as each change took effect. The bib even said ‘Mommy’s Little Sorceress’ in bright pink letters. Something still didn’t feel right though. “Hmm… Yenny and Triss both lisp” she said.

“Hiya Mistah Fox! I so gwad you could make it!” Triss said, giggling as she poured fake tea for her plushie. Ciri smiled. The lisping was definitely a much needed addition. They couldn’t be talking like big girls after all. She looked over to Yennefer.

“No Quaxy! You too thmaww fow humpieth” Yenny said. Ciri scoffed. I can’t believe I actually understood that gibberish. Must come with being a Mommy she thought. Yenny had something between her legs, hugging her unicorn as she humped it. There was still something missing though. She watched as Yenny tried to suck her thumb with one hand holding Quaxy, and the other in her diaper.

“Huh… that’s inconvenient. Triss and Yennefer both have pacifiers to suck, so both their hands are free” she whispered. Yenny took her thumb out, and a bright pink pacifier appeared in her mouth. Ciri looked back at Triss to see the same pink pacifier in her mouth.

“Mowe tea Mistah Fox?” she asked. Triss leaned forward and faked pouring more, before breaking out into a giggle fit. “Hehe, I nod stinky Mistah Fox! Mommy woulda tanged me if I was!” she said. She noted that the pair lisped different letters, but thought nothing of it.

She looked down at herself. “I haven’t really changed myself much yet have I?” she muttered. Ciri smirked. “Well, if I’m gonna be the Mommy, I might as well look the part. I have massive breasts full of milk. That milk replenishes constantly, no matter what” she whispered. I’ll just walk it back if it gets too much she thought, watching as her breasts started to get a little bigger.

“Awh~!” she moaned softly as her breasts pushed against her shirt, her nipples dragging against the fabric. “Okay… Maybe I should specify a size next time” she whispered. Looking down at the front of her shirt. “No milkstains… yet”

“Oh! Mommy! I wanna show Mistah Fox da gawden!” Triss said, her pacifier falling out onto the table. Yenny giggled and took hers out too.

“Yeah! Quakthy loveth the gawden!” she said, getting to her feet. Both women grabbed their plushies and waddled out the door. They barely started playing… Ciri thought, raising an eyebrow. She grabbed their pacifiers and put them in her pocket. I should clip them to their dresses next time

She walked outside and to the garden, where Yennefer and Triss were talking to their plushies and each other. “Ohh! Thith one’th tho pwetty!” Yenny said, pointing to a blue lotus flower. She glanced at Triss and sighed. Silly girl walked out with just her diaper and bib on

“Triss is wearing a cute pink dress and thigh-high socks” she whispered. A dress much frillier than Yenny’s appeared on her. Triss put her thumb in her mouth and sucked it as she admired the plants in the greenhouse they’d called a garden.

Ciri looked over the two and sighed. What am I doing? I should just change them back… she thought. She glanced down at her breasts and smirked. “I’m keeping you guys though” she whispered. Taking a deep breath, Ciri looked back to Triss and Yennefer. “Triss and Yennefer are both back to how they were before I found the ring” she whispered.

Nothing.

Ciri frowned and looked at the ring. It didn’t glow, nor did Triss or Yenny change. Her heart suddenly beat much harder and picked up its pace. A cold sweat ran down her face. Why isn’t it working? Why isn’t it WORKING?! She thought, breathing faster by the second. “Triss has p-p-pink baby booties on” she whispered. The ring glowed and Triss was now indeed wearing baby booties.

Ciri turned around and started tugging at the ring. “Come on! Get off me!” she said, desperately hoping taking the ring off would put things back to normal.

“Hey Yenny? Why ith Mommy acting tho weird?” she heard Triss whisper.

“I dunno… wanna go have a tea party with our stuffieth?” Yenny answered. Triss squealed, now oblivious to Ciri’s plight.

“Yeah! I wanna be the pwincess host!” she said, dragging Yennefer back to the room. Ciri started to pant from the effort of trying to take the ring off. She eventually gave up and collapsed to her knees. “Oh fuck this is bad” she whispered. Triss and Yenny are stuck like this!

She shut her eyes and clasped her hair in her hand. “Dammit! Why isn’t it working?!” she whispered harshly. Ciri froze as the answer to her question flowed into her mind. “The ring… can’t change things already done?” she whispered. She held her hand out.

“I am holding a blue lotus flower” she said. The ring glowed and a blue lotus was now in her hand. “I am NOT holding a blue lotus flower” she said. This time, nothing happened. She dropped the flower herself. “I am holding a blue lotus flower”

Once again, the flower appeared in her hands. Ciri clenched her fists around the flower and got to her feet. “Fuck!” she spat, storming back inside. She was just about to storm into the room when she stopped. “Getting mad at them will make things worse… I’m calm” she whispered.

Just like that, the anger lifted from her, and Ciri could breathe easily. She opened the door to see Triss and Yenny having a tea party with their plushies. Both had taken their dresses off, much to her annoyance. She walked over and gave them both their pacifiers back. “Thankth Mommy!” they both chorused.

Ciri trudged over to Geralt’s bed and sat down on it. I need to watch my fucking mouth now… no more accidental changes she thought. She glanced back over to Yenny and Triss and sighed. Yenny was of course masturbating again. And actually cumming this time judging by the noises she was making.

“Mommy! Yenny making cummieth by hewthewf!” Triss giggled, pointing at Yenny as she seized up from her orgasm. Ciri grit her teeth and sighed.

“Yes Triss… Mommy can see that” she said, glancing at the ring. Have to be careful… I don’t think having to help them cum is gonna be the nicest thing to do she thought, imagining Yenny peeing on her while Ciri put her fingers up the sorceress’ pussy.

Yenny started mewling as she sucked her pacifier, giggling dumbly to herself as she kept going at it. Triss’ tummy rumbled and Ciri groaned. “Mommy… I hungy" Triss said, grabbing her fox plushie and a small blanket, and waddling over to her.

“There’s a comfortable spot I can breastfeed them” Ciri whispered as she got to her feet. She looked down at the foot of the bed and saw a pile of plushies. “As good a spot as any I guess” she muttered, taking her shirt off. “Alright girls, come to Mommy” she said, laying down against the plushies.

Triss got to her knees and latched onto one breast, suckling like she hadn’t eaten in days. “My breastmilk has everything Triss and Yenny need to eat. They’ll never go hungry drinking my milk” she whispered as Yenny got to the ground and started suckling from her other breast.

Ciri sighed, gently rubbing both women’s backs. “Not so fast girls. Wouldn’t want to give yourselves tummy aches would you?” she said. They sat there for a good 5 minutes. Though by Ciri’s count, that was way too long. Triss yawned and put her thumb in her mouth, lying down on Ciri’s lap.

Yenny was soon to follow, leaning into Ciri’s breasts with one arm hugging her unicorn so she could suck her thumb with that hand, and the other fingering herself in her diaper. Barely another minute later, and light snores came from both of them. She took a deep breath and sighed.

“Great. I’m a 23-year-old Mommy of a 50-year-old woman and a 100-year-old woman” she whispered. Maybe I should make Geralt a woman to help me take care of them… she thought, before shaking her head. Dammit Ciri, don’t make things worse!

She looked up at the cribs in the room. I could at least try to fix things while they’re asleep… she thought. Sighing, she gently wrapped her arms around both women. “I can carry both Yenny and Triss easily without waking them up… and without gaining any muscles” she whispered, adding the last part as an image of her being buff flashed in her mind. No thank you

She lifted both sorceresses up with ease. Wow. Didn’t even slow down Yenny’s masturbating she thought, seeing the woman still fingering herself. She brought them over to their cribs and put each in her own crib. “It’s at least warm enough that they won’t need blankets” she muttered. Toussaint wasn’t exactly a frigid place like Kaer Morhen after all.

She looked back to the wardrobe. “Maybe just a t-shirt each” she whispered. She walked over and sighed. The first one visible was a violet one that said ‘Mama’s Horny Little Princess’. “Gee, wonder who that’s for?” she chuckled. She also grabbed a plain pink one for Triss and walked back to them.

“I can get them dressed without waking them too” she said. The ring glowed, and Ciri lifted Triss up, managing to get her arms through the sleeves, with great difficulty. She laid the redhead back down and pulled her crib rails up. “Now for Yenny…” she muttered. Getting Yenny’s t-shirt on was even more difficult than Triss’ had been. At least Triss had both her hands out of her diaper.

I will never understand how she’s always so horny Ciri thought, pulling the crib rails up on Yenny as well. She wasn’t sure when, but Yenny had managed to change her pacifier’s colour to black. “Guess she still has magic then” Ciri muttered.

She let out a big sigh. “Finally a bit of peace and quiet…” she muttered. As she stood there, looking down into Yenny’s crib, she smiled. “You actually look pretty cute when you’re asleep Yenny” she whispered. She froze when she heard a rumble, followed by a fart. Looking down at Yenny’s diaper, Ciri pinched the bridge of her nose at seeing a poopy mess push its way into the back of her diaper.

“Seriously?!... I’ll just change you in the crib” she muttered. Yenny moaned in her sleep as she grabbed a spare diaper.

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Ciri sighed as she tossed the dirty diaper in the trash. “That’s finally done with” she muttered. She stretched up and scratched her back. “Being a Mommy is tiring… but I have lots of energy left” she said, catching herself speaking out loud. Suddenly, Ciri felt a lot less tired. She perked up. “That was close. If I’m not careful I might wear diapers and suck pacifiers too” she muttered, putting her shirt back on.

It was only when the ring glowed that she realised it interpreted her sentence differently than she’d intended. “Fuck” was the last thing she said before her pants started to bunch up. A pacifier appeared in her mouth, and Ciri could already feel the drool running down her chin. She looked down to see a princess diaper around her waist. Great. Now I’m diapered too… she thought. Stupid ring… At least they’re comfy I guess

Ciri stood there, helpless but to watch as she started to wet herself. She wasn’t just wearing a diaper, she was using one too. The warmth around her crotch was sort of pleasant, and it was actually something she wouldn’t mind if only she wasn’t stuck in them now. She took off her shirt, noting it had milk stains on the front.

Ciri pinched the bridge of her nose. Fuck it… I’m taking a nap too she thought, pulling back the covers of Geralt’s bed and dumping her shirt on the floor. “For the next hour, anything I say will NOT change reality with the ring. I’ll wake up just before the hour is about to be up” she whispered. Ciri pulled the covers back and sighed.

“I’m sleeping in a wet diaper, sucking a pacifier… some Mommy I am” she whispered. She went to take her gloves off and grit her teeth when she met resistance on the 2nd one. “Ugh… I can take off and put on my gloves without taking the ring off, and without damaging anything” she said. The glove slipped right off, phasing through the ring as if it wasn’t there. She threw the gloves on the ground and took a deep breath for the umpteenth time today. Ciri gently suckled her pacifier, crossing her fingers she’d come up with something to fix everyone.

When Ciri did wake up almost an hour later, she rubbed the sleep out of her eyes and frowned. Her pacifier was gone, replaced by her thumb. But she was also hugging a plushie unicorn, as well as wearing a hoodie with a cute wolf on the front. It was then she realised, she wasn’t in Geralt’s bed anymore. “Nice nap?”

She sat up in the bed and smiled. “Yeah… you have no idea how happy I am to see you Geralt” she said, throwing the covers off. She looked down and frowned. “Did you change me?” she asked, seeing her pink diaper was gone and replaced with a plain blue and white one. Geralt nodded.

“I did. But it looks like you need another one” he said. Ciri blushed as she sucked her thumb. “Yenny and Triss were both making too much noise, so I moved you up here. Figured you were worn out since you didn’t even change before going to sleep” he said. She got off the bed and walked over to him. He wrapped his arms around her.

“Y-Yeah… I guess I had a bit of a rough morning” she said. Geralt chuckled. “I can change myself… could you watch Triss and Yenny for a few minutes while I do that and get dressed?” she asked. Geralt nodded and the pair walked back downstairs to Geralt and Yennefer’s bedroom. Triss and Yenny were indeed making a LOT of noise. She heard them giggling before she even got all the way down the stairs.

They entered the room, and Ciri saw Triss and Yenny both riding a rocking horse. “Well at least they’re having fun” she muttered, walking over to the changing table and grabbing herself a diaper. She got the rest of the supplies and hopped up. “I can change myself as easily as I change Triss and Yenny” she whispered. The change thankfully went rather smoothly, though she wasn’t sure why she expected anything else.

Ciri hopped off the changing table and watched Geralt entertaining Triss and Yenny. I basically took away any sort of love they had… at least the non-familial love anyway she thought. A lightbulb went off in Ciri’s head and she facepalmed. “Why didn’t I think of this sooner?!” she whispered. She gave one more glance to Triss and Yenny giggling with Geralt and took a deep breath.

“I know how to fix everything” she whispered. Visions of a ring appeared before her. A small silver band. Somewhere in the Amell mountains by the looks of it. A Ring of Lies. Whoever controls both rings will be able to change whatsoever they please… Only problem is, I can’t teleport there

She grinned. “I can fix this… I just need to find that ring!” she whispered. A pang of guilt hit her. I can’t just leave Yenny and Triss… especially not after making them my babies she thought, biting her lip. If I make Geralt a woman, he’d be able to breastfeed them then and support them… and I could go find the ring without guilt

Ciri sighed. It wasn’t an easy choice, but she’d made it. She mumbled the words under her breath, watching as Geralt lost his facial hair. Boobs extended from the now female Geralt’s shirt, and her laughing was a much higher pitch, though still maintaining its signature gravel. The first female Witcher in history. Geralt turned back around to her. “Shouldn’t you be getting ready Ciri? The Amell mountains are going to be a dangerous journey” she said. Ciri nodded and walked off to grab her swords and armour.

“This will all be worth it…”

6 Months Later

Ciri smiled as she rubbed Triss and Yenny’s backs while they fed. “You two are so hungry today. I swear any other woman would be drained dry with how much milk you both drink” she said. The ring on her left hand glowed, the ring of truth. Her expedition to find the ring of lies had of course been a success. And Ciri returned home to Corvo Bianco, much to the delight of Yenny and Triss.

She’d let them go back to being big girls for all of 1 hour before she had them back in diapers and suckling from her breasts. She winced, feeling a sharp pain against her pussy. “Philippa, I thought I said no teeth” she said, glaring down at one of the oldest sorceresses alive.

It was inevitable the Ciri would use her rings to… take a form of revenge. She never liked Philippa Eilhart anyway. So making the woman her slave only seemed the right course of action. Philippa whimpered, taking her mouth off Ciri’s pussy. “I’m sorry Mistress Mommy! I didn’t mean to!” she said.

“Stand up” Ciri ordered, and Philippa complied. “I sincerely hope I’m not going to have to punish you Pippa. Maybe I’ll let you go back to being a free woman” she said. Phillipa shook her head vigorously. It was hilarious to watch a woman who was so ruthless with you begging to stay as your slave.

“Please no Mistress Mommy! I wanna be a good baby slave!” she whimpered. Ciri smirked, seeing the front of Philippa’s diaper start to sag as she peed. Philippa put her thumb in her mouth and started to suck it. Ciri leaned forward, adjusting Triss and Yenny’s heads as she did so.

“Alright then. Your punishment is to sit on the potty for 10 minutes without your diaper on” she said. Philippa’s ideas of punishments were totally backwards at this stage. She craved spankings, bondage that forced her to crawl, and despite her reactions being talked down to was a big turn on for her now.

“Yes Mistress Mommy!” she whimpered, walking to the corner of the room where a toilet sat. Completely unusable of course. The idea of sitting on the potty scared all of her little girls. Ciri glanced over to the playpen where Anna Henrietta, Syanna, Priscilla, and Fringilla were all playing with plushies.

After making Triss and Yenny mentally regress for the 2nd time, she’d sort of gotten a taste for making grown women act like babies. Anna Henrietta had pooped her panties rather publicly during some banquet. Of course, nobody seemed to care as her Mommy Ciri picked her up to bring her for a change. The most powerful woman of Nilfgaard who didn’t sit on the throne was much better suited to diapers. She was already a spoiled brat after all. Didn’t know what hardship was. Not that her knights seemed to care. They still took orders from her just the same.

Syanna of course had to be next. She didn’t want little Annie being away from her Sister after all. Fringilla had also been attending the same banquet and Priscilla had simply chosen the wrong time to visit. “Mistress Mommy? Would you like your diaper put back on?”

Ciri turned around to see Shani standing there with Ciri’s diaper in hand. The medic had called in on official business. So Ciri had seen fit to make her the diapered diaper changer and ‘boo boo kisser’ as Shani liked to call herself.

“Yes Shani, thank you” Ciri replied. The freckled redhead slid the pink princess diaper in under Ciri’s butt as Triss and Yenny stopped suckling and got off her breast. “Why don’t you girls go play. Geralt will look after you I’m sure” she said. Triss and Yenny ran for the empty playpen, and Ciri’s eyes drifted to the female Geralt.

Her defacto babysitter and big Sister of all Ciri’s babies and slaves. “Oof! You girls really need to stop doing that” Geralt chuckled, lifting Triss and Yenny into her arms effortlessly. She was the only woman here without a diaper. “How about big Sis brings you to the sandbox outside?” she asked, receiving cheers and giggles from Yenny and Triss.

“All done Mistress Mommy” Shani said. Other than her diaper and medic’s hat, Shani was basically nude. And she looked like she could do with a change herself. “Shall I start with the breastfeeding Mistress Mommy?” she asked.

Ciri smirked and nodded. Shani picked her up and swapped places with her so Ciri was lying on top of her. Ciri latched onto Shani’s breast and started suckling herself. She glanced around at all her babies and slaves, then down at the 2 rings on her hands.

Power really does corrupt… I guess I have absolute power then she thought, giggling as she drank her milk. Maybe I ought to put Margarita back in diapers next…