“I don’t like vegetables, Conall,” Hazel informed him as she lifted the bottle to her lips.

  “Droblins need good nutrition to prosper here,” he easily replied as he brought a number of vividly colored items to the table. He sliced up several handing her small portions of each. He watched her face closely to detect her true reaction to his offering. He was pleased to see she ate most without a negative grimace. Her silly face upon eating the blue fruit made him laugh. He finished that fruit himself.

  “I can feed myself and drink from regular glass,” she protested, reaching for the enormous fork.

  He allowed her to try to take the item from his fingers as he was feeding her. He extended his hand toward her with the fork balanced on his palm. When she tried to lift the fork, she struggled to lift it from his control.

  “That’s crazy. It’s too heavy!” she protested.

  “Have you eaten enough?” he questioned lightly.

  “Yes.”

  “Did you enjoy it?”

  “Yes, but…”

  “There is no but, droblin. The heavy fork has fed you. It has helped give you energy and health. Those are important justifications for following the traditions that have existed for longer than even I have been around.” He raised the fork with a piece of her favorite new food. He lifted it to her mouth and waited. When she opened her mouth to accept the bite, he smiled at his adorable droblin.

  “Thank you,” she said politely.

  “You are very welcome,” Conall said equally politely, popping several bites into his own mouth. He caught Hazel’s mostly green eyes with his. “Droblin, will you consider calling me, Pappa? It will be an honor to have you address me with this name when you are ready.” His face was very serious.

  She nodded her head slowly. “Can you tell me what droblin means?”

  Knowing her curiosity was a very positive sign, Conall explained, “Droblin is an endearment given by a Sorcerer of Bairn to his destined one. It translates as desired, precious bairn or youngling. You are the focus of my life. You are the reason for my power. Taking complete care of you is my life’s purpose. When we have joined together fully, you will augment my power. Together, we are stronger than if we are apart.”

  “What happens when we join fully together?” Hazel asked hesitantly.

  “You will have to wait to see, but it is wonderful,” he assured her as he imagined her reaction to the extreme pleasure that bonds sorcerer and droblin together.

  CHAPTER 6

  After tempting his precious droblin to eat, Conall created a short lime-colored dress for her to wear outside to prevent a chill. He was amused to see Hazel tug at the hem of the dress trying to cover her diaper, but Conall had designed the dress to skim the tops of her thighs. Once outside in the lush green area that he had created for his droblin, Hazel soon forgot her self-consciousness and enjoyed exploring the garden and lawn. The large blue swing set with three swings and two wide slides was the biggest hit.

  Years ago, when she had been a small child, Conall had noted that Hazel loved to swing. He had designed the swing set from her childhood into a droblin-sized dream with three swings and slides on each side. Conall had carefully created the seats to protect their precious passengers from injury. He noticed that his droblin appeared to be dancing more than simply in the anticipation of enjoying the beautiful swing set. Before fastening Hazel into the seat, he easily lowered himself to one knee to meet her eyes on her level. “Droblin, have you used your diaper?”

  “No,” she said stubbornly. “I want to use the toilet.”

  “That is not possible, droblin. There are no toilets here, Hazel. Let your Pappa help you.” He reached for her torso, but his droblin danced away. “Hazel, you are being naughty. If I put you over my lap and spank your bottom, you will empty your bladder. Wouldn’t you rather avoid a red, stinging bottom? Either way, you will use your diaper. There is no option.” He raised one arm to beckon her nearer.

  “But… I don’t want to,” she whispered to him inching a little closer to him.

  He pulled her against to his muscled frame. “I know, droblin. Let your Pappa help you,” he soothed as he rubbed down her torso to once again compress her body between his hands. When she groaned, and he felt the pressure ease in her lower abdomen, Conall leaned in to kiss his droblin lightly. “Ready for Pappa to change your diaper? Your swing is getting lonely,” he softly distracted his precious droblin. At her small nod, he conjured a cloth and laid her down gently on her back. Watching her look longingly at the swing, he quickly changed her wet diaper and set her on her feet. Immediately, Hazel ran to the swing and began to climb up in the seat flashing him adorable glimpses of her white diaper.

  Before Conall could secure her in the seat, a shimmer appeared a short distance from the couple. He called Hazel to him with a tone that brooked no delay. He tucked her behind him to protect her. He recognized the calling signature. It was Brodric, one of the twin sorcerers who Conall had assisted by locating their droblin, Marigold, when she had been abducted. While Conall believed that the sorcerer was contacting him for a pleasurable visit for the droblins, it was always wise to be cautious. He raised his arm and waved his permission for the pathway into his residence to open.

  An immense man with black hair sprinkled with silver stepped through the portal first, followed by a woman dressed in a cute, yellow sundress and a wide-shouldered man who obviously was the leader’s brother. The first man watched carefully to ensure that everyone in his party made it through the portal safely before taking the woman’s hand and turning to smile at Conall and his droblin. “We greet you, Conall. It is with joy that we see your droblin has arrived safely.”

  “Brodric, Bryson, it is always good to see you again. Marigold, you certainly shine like the rarest gold today. I’m so glad you have arrived to meet Hazel.” He turned slightly to see his droblin peeking around his torso to assess the visitors.

  “Is she a droblin, too?” Hazel whispered loudly.

  “I am,” the blonde droblin smiled. “I’m so excited that you’re here. Violet and I have been coaching your Pappa in how to treat you properly. Did we do a good job?” Marigold asked with a wink.

  Not knowing how to answer this, Hazel just shrugged her shoulders before looking up at Conall with uncertainty. The men all joined each other in a hearty laugh at Marigold’s disconcerted look.

  Conall took his droblin’s hand from where it rested on his waist and pulled her gently to stand next to him. Immediately, Hazel began to tug at her dress to pull it down. She watched as Marigold approached with a bouncing step, revealing her eagerness to meet the new droblin.

  “Hi, Hazel! We’ve been waiting for you to arrive. Violet is coming to meet you, too. She just was… slightly delayed.” Marigold winked and leaned in to hug Hazel. “Happy birthday, Hazel. Twenty-two turns out to be a life-altering age, doesn’t it?”

  “You were brought here at twenty-two, also?” she asked, astonished.

  “Yes,” Marigold answered. She opened her mouth to continue, but another shimmer appeared in the garden, and all three men formed a protective barrier to protect their droblins before Conall again permitted the portal to open.

  Again, an enormous man walked through the portal. He had a long beard and mustache with a long braid extending over one monstrous shoulder. He nodded at the men before reaching his hand through the portal to pull a brunette gently through the opening. Her unique violet eyes were filled with tears, and she clung to her Pappa’s thigh. He leaned down and whispered to the woman, “Are you ready to meet the new droblin or would you prefer to come to visit later?”

  “I want to meet Hazel. Can I go talk to the other droblins?” she asked, meeting his eyes for permission.

  “No plotting naughty things, droblin. Do you understand your Pappa?” he sternly asked. When she nodded, he swatted her bottom to send her on her way, smiling at her gasp of discomfort. He joined the other sorcerers as Marigold introduced Hazel to Violet. They all hugged and whispered with their heads close. Violet turned around and lifted her lilac dress to show the other two her reddened skin that extended from her thighs upward disappearing under her diaper. In unison, their faces turned to look at the men before huddling together again to talk furtively.

  “So, what mischief did Violet get into?” Brodric asked with a wide grin at the powerful sorcerer that had joined them.

  Garrick shook his head. “You won’t believe this. Violet tried to hide my book of notes about the Magic of Twelve under her dress to bring to show the newly arrived Hazel. She received a reminder not to go into my study without permission and never to take anything of her Pappa’s without permission.” The most powerful sorcerer of all the currently living Sorcerers of Bairn turned to hide his smile from the droblins. “She had tucked it into the waistband of her dress. It was so adorable. I almost laughed when I caught her.”

  “It’s a good thing there’s only three of them. Can you imagine what trouble they’ll get into when twelve droblins gather together?” Garrick asked laughing with such mirth that his earring swung against his neck.

  CHAPTER 7

  “What is happening here?” Hazel asked with disbelief after seeing Violet’s red bottom. “Are these men simply mean?”

  “He’s my Pappa,” Violet said in explanation. When she noticed that Hazel did not understand, she continued, “Your Pappa’s shown you the legend, right?” At Hazel’s nod, she continued, “The Sorcerers are always in complete control of everything. That has advantages and disadvantages. Have you bonded fully with your Pappa, yet?” At Hazel’s nod, she added, “The Sorcerers provide pleasure beyond description for their droblins, but they demand complete control as well. We are theirs to care for completely. That care often includes spankings if we don’t follow the rules or if we do something that could endanger us. There are worse punishments than spankings,” she warned. “I was silly and earned this spanking. My bottom will be sore for a while but my Pappa, Garrick, isn’t trying to hurt me. He’s just providing an incentive for me to follow the rules. Don’t worry about me. I’ll get my reward for being good, later.” Violet and Marigold looked at each other knowingly.

  “Are we in danger here?” Hazel asked looking around. Her mind had focused on that one word.

  “Well… We should really let your Pappa tell you, but something is going on here. Sorcerers are usually very solitary. Magic exists here in a finite amount. When a Sorcerer’s droblin arrives, she adds to her Pappa’s power. If something or someone eliminates the droblin, his power diminishes, and the sorcerer might even cease to exist.”

  A shiver ran down Hazel’s spine. “Does this happen a lot?”

  “No, practically never in the history of the Sorcerers of Bairn,” Marigold rushed to say. She hesitated before continuing, “However, an evil sorcerer abducted Violet. He kept her captive until the magic sickness had set in and she was gravely ill. I see from your face that you doubted that magic sickness existed. Yes, those anti-magic pills are necessary.”

  “But you got better,” Hazel grabbed Violet’s hand, looking at her with alarm.

  “My Pappa’s magic is very powerful. He was able to save me, but it was a long process. Then, we found the stone,” Violet reassured Hazel before adding the next piece to this puzzle.

  “What stone?”

  “A similar stone appeared in twelve sorcerers’ homes. It is large and flat with twelve interlocking circles and a lightning bolt in the middle. When Violet touched hers, a purple light began to glow from one of the circles on all twelve stones. After my abduction, I touched the stone at our estate and a gold circle illuminated. There are nine droblins after you that all have color names. The sorcerers’ theory is that we are all linked together for some reason. That reason either threatens others or is somehow tied to magic. Those twelve sorcerers are now united together to protect the twelve droblins,” Marigold explained.

  “You were abducted?” Hazel struggled to follow all the information that the blonde related. When everyone nodded, Hazel glanced over her shoulder at Conall. He was watching her closely. Concerned by the expression on her face, he spread his arms and gestured for her to come back to him. Without looking at the other women, Hazel quickly said, “Sorry!” and ran over to throw herself into Conall’s arms. The second she felt his warm arms wrap around her, Hazel felt better.

  “Did the droblins tell you about the stone?” he softly asked. His precious droblin nodded her head and met his shining green eyes. When she threaded her fingers through his full, red beard, Conall was astonished to feel her press her pink lips against his hard mouth before tucking her head under his chin and playing happily with his beard. “I will protect you, Hazel,” he promised.

  “I know, Pappa,” Hazel answered. She missed seeing the blaze of passion and possession that flared in Conall’s eyes at his droblin’s first spontaneous use of the name Pappa.

  CHAPTER 8

  Conall was extremely pleased by his droblin’s confidence that he would keep her safe. The conversation had been extremely serious between the droblins and their sorcerers. Hazel had been warned to be very careful and to follow the directions of her Pappa and a select number of others. When all her questions had been answered, the three droblins had been wiggling with pent-up energy. He set Hazel down on her feet. He turned her away from him and said “Tag! You’re it!” and dashed away laughing.

  Hazel quickly tapped Marigold and ran after her Pappa. Marigold immediately touched Violet’s Pappa, Garrick, and ran the opposite directions pulling Violet with her. As they ran, their white, diapered bottoms flashed behind them.

  Having never played this game, Garrick shouted, “Magic?” A chorus of “No” answered him as everyone scattered away from the powerful sorcerer. Garrick grinned and took off after one particular white bottom with a hint of red.

  Hazel was a little self-conscious in the beginning. She considered it unnatural for curvy girls to run – anywhere. This was so much fun that she soon forgot about worrying if her diaper was showing or if her thighs were jiggling. Her Pappa ran by and picked her up, throwing her over his shoulder to whisk her away from Garrick’s touch. She incessantly giggled as everyone enjoyed the light-hearted game. Marigold’s two Pappas ganged up against Garrick and encouraged everyone to join them in awarding Garrick the honor of being ‘it’ as many times as possible. The most powerful sorcerer of their group roared with laughter every time he was able to stalk someone new. The droblins enjoyed getting to know each other without heavy topics of abduction and danger.

  Soon the entire group collapsed in a small area on the grass. Conall summoned a round of spirits for the men and bottled formula for the droblins. Each droblin lay cuddled against their Pappas as they drew strongly on their bottle. One by one, the droblins fell asleep. Violet held her Pappa’s hand tucked on her chest between her breasts. Marigold slept stretched across Bryson’s lap with her head cushioned on Brodric’s hard thigh. The newest droblin laid with her plump bottom pressed against Conall’s pelvis and her hands folded under her cheek on his knees.

  The men began to talk seriously. Was it better to have Hazel touch her stone to illuminate the next circle or should she wait? Finally, the group of four decided that the wisest move would be to wait until Conall had bonded fully with Hazel. At that point, he would be able to shield her with additional magic from possible threats. They then turned to a more pleasant topic and thoroughly discussed how to care for their droblins. Each shared tips that they had found useful. Conall was eager to try out all the suggestions. After a short period, all the droblins woke to look sleepily around the group before relaxing against their Pappas as they tried to wake up completely.

  “Pappas?” Marigold asked. “Could Violet and Hazel come to visit us next time? I want to show Hazel my nursery.”

  The sorcerers met each other’s eyes. This was important for their droblins. Brodric cleared his throat and looked at Bryson. “Perhaps our droblins might enjoy an evening together soon. Everyone could meet at our residence for the evening meal. The droblins can play together while we review the information that we have uncovered thus far.”

  “Splendid idea,” Garrick agreed. The sorcerers chose a day coming soon. “Now, I must take Violet home. It is time for her tummy to be cleaned.”

  “No, Pappa, no!” Violet urgently protested.

  “Droblins who steal from their Pappas must need a thorough cleaning to be able to think clearly,” he firmly stated as he set her on her feet and stood agilely next to his unhappy droblin. “Tell Marigold and Hazel goodbye. You will see them soon.” He watched her walk slowly toward the other droblins. Marigold rushed forward to hug Violet. Hazel approached afterward to whisper, “What’s a tummy cleaning?” Violet shook her head and returned to her Pappa to cling to his hand. A shimmering portal opened in front of them and the two stepped through immediately.

  Marigold hugged her new friend and whispered to her, “You’ll find out soon.” She joined her Pappa and turned to wave goodbye before stepping through the portal and disappearing.

  CHAPTER 9

  “Time for a bath, precious one,” Conall announced, taking Hazel’s hand and leading her into the dwelling once again. In the true bathroom equipped with gigantic tub, Conall waved a hand beginning the flow of liquid. The sound of running substance made his droblin wiggle with the need to potty. He took his time removing her shoes and socks before pulling her short dress over her head. When he heard Hazel sigh deeply, he knew she had emptied her bladder into the diaper. Without comment, Conall removed her diaper and waved it away before lifting her into the warm fluid-filled bath.

  Watching her relax against the sloping sides of the tub, Conall began to remove his clothing. He felt her eyes focused on his movements as he stripped off his shirt revealing his broad chest and muscled torso. He unfastened the tie holding his loose pants low around his hips allowing them to drop to the floor. He enjoyed the loud gasp as he was revealed completely to his droblin’s view. His penis was full and heavy, pressing fiercely into his stomach. He craved his sweet droblin. His plan to take things slowly was killing him. He stepped into the tub settling down next to her beautifully full form.

 

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