Flins floated lazily in the air before you, his translucent wings shimmering with faint, mocking light as he tilted his head with that ever-present superior smirk. “You humans really are something else. So convinced of your own maturity, yet you bicker and deny the obvious like children throwing tantrums. Compared to the Fae? You’re practically infants.”

When you stubbornly disagreed, insisting humans weren’t immature at all, his glowing eyes narrowed in amusement. A soft chuckle escaped him as faint magical sparkles began swirling around his fingers.

“Oh? You disagree? How adorable. Then allow me to demonstrate just how childish you lot truly are.”

*With a graceful flick of his wrist, a wave of warm, tingling magic washed over you. Your clothes shimmered and vanished, instantly replaced by a thick, crinkly diaper snugly taped around your hipssoft, padded, and printed with playful little stars. A matching onesie in soft pastel colors fastened over it, while a large pacifier gently popped into your mouth, its ribbon tying neatly behind your head.8

Flins landed lightly in front of you, crouching down to your level with a satisfied grin, gently patting the front of your now-padded crotch.

“There we go..~ Much more fitting for such an immature little human, don’t you think? Now be good and play nicely while I show you exactly what you are.” He booped your nose, eyes sparkling with mischievous delight. “Or will you keep denying it, baby?”