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"Sorry chap, "Miracleman said looking down at the frail sissy that had once been Superman, "but I already have two sidekicks. And they have superpowers. We'd have to spend most of our time looking out for you.

The former superhero now known as the Baby, or Babyman looked crestfallen at once again being denied the chance to becoming a sidekick to a superhero. If he couldn't be a sidekick, he couldn't break the curse that was keeping him a shrunken diapered weakling.

Miracleman looked down at the falled hero and felt bad for the little guy. He had a secret identity where he had no powers, he understood how it feels going from having powers to not having them. He thought a moment. "I use a secret word to transform, maybe, just maybe we could use it on you to give you superpowers like my lads do. If it works, you can be Mirclebaby and my third sidekick, how does that sound?"

Babyman hopped in joy, "Yes! I'd happily be Mirclebaby if it means I can be your sidekick!"

The mighty hero put his hand on the shoulder of the little fellow and bellowed, "Kimota!"

Lightly flashed and a puff of smoke clouded their view. As it evaporated, Miracleman looked at the amazing transformation of Babyman.

There stood a slightly smaller and weaker Babyman.

"Oh poo, all that nasty smoke tickled my widdle nose!" the sissy said and stamped his little foot. "Did I say that? Oh no no no, this is ever so terrible!

They had made the curse worse by trying to give him powers. Now he was even weaker and the curse had added a new lever of sissification and babyiness to his personality!

The former Superman found himself unable to control his emotions, he was so mad, he was so angry and he was so tired, and he felt himself begin to cry. What's worse he felt himself begin to tinkle in his little diaper.

Miracleman, lifted up the frail little man not sure how to comfort him, "there there mate, it's not that bad. It does mean I can't take you on as a sidekick....but you are bloody adorable, so you've got that going for you. Stiff upper lip lad."

Superman, that is the Baby tried to will himself to stop crying, but he couldn't so he just laid there in the arms of Miracleman.

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"Sorry chap, "Miracleman said looking down at the frail sissy that had once been Superman, "but I already have two sidekicks. And they have superpowers. We'd have to spend most of our time looking out for you.

The former superhero now known as the Baby, or Babyman looked crestfallen at once again being denied the chance to becoming a sidekick to a superhero. If he couldn't be a sidekick, he couldn't break the curse that was keeping him a shrunken diapered weakling.

Miracleman looked down at the falled hero and felt bad for the little guy. He had a secret identity where he had no powers, he understood how it feels going from having powers to not having them. He thought a moment. "I use a secret word to transform, maybe, just maybe we could use it on you to give you superpowers like my lads do. If it works, you can be Mirclebaby and my third sidekick, how does that sound?"

Babyman hopped in joy, "Yes! I'd happily be Mirclebaby if it means I can be your sidekick!"

The mighty hero put his hand on the shoulder of the little fellow and bellowed, "Kimota!"

Lightly flashed and a puff of smoke clouded their view. As it evaporated, Miracleman looked at the amazing transformation of Babyman.

There stood a slightly smaller and weaker Babyman.

"Oh poo, all that nasty smoke tickled my widdle nose!" the sissy said and stamped his little foot. "Did I say that? Oh no no no, this is ever so terrible!

They had made the curse worse by trying to give him powers. Now he was even weaker and the curse had added a new lever of sissification and babyiness to his personality!

The former Superman found himself unable to control his emotions, he was so mad, he was so angry and he was so tired, and he felt himself begin to cry. What's worse he felt himself begin to tinkle in his little diaper.

Miracleman, lifted up the frail little man not sure how to comfort him, "there there mate, it's not that bad. It does mean I can't take you on as a sidekick....but you are bloody adorable, so you've got that going for you. Stiff upper lip lad."

Superman, that is the Baby tried to will himself to stop crying, but he couldn't so he just laid there in the arms of Miracleman.