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By Crinklz Kat · Posted
Well, I pulled off a win! Just had to warm up the propane tank for it to start flowing. I had steak! Suck it winter! -
By PeculiarChangeling · Posted
Chapter 36 “Um…so, I wanted to say, I’m sorry.” Jen’s apology came out in an uncertain stammer, though Daniel quickly guessed why she was speaking that way. “I…can I talk to you right now? Will that get you in more trouble?” His view filled up fully by the corner of the great hall, Daniel shook his head just a tiny bit. His arms were tired from holding them behind his head, but he didn’t want the time out to end, because that would only happen when Rachel returned. “She didn’t say not to talk, just that I can’t leave.” “Okay, well…I tried to stall her, but she figured it out after a couple minutes,” Jen explained. “I hate that she’s the one that found you.” “You couldn’t have stopped her for that long,” Daniel assured her. “It’s cool, Jen. Don’t worry about it.” “You’re sure?” A pang of guilt ran through him, remembering the kiss he’d shared with Cassie only a few hours ago. (Do I tell her now? Apologize?) Now was not the time for emotional confessions, not when he couldn’t look her in the eye. He’d have to wait, to tell her once…this was all over. Then again, he might not have the opportunity. If Rachel got her way, he’d be leaving the school imminently, just as soon as she could talk the dean into making his punishment permanent. If that happened, there’d never be a good time to confess. On the other hand, he’d be gone, and the guilt might fade if he just let the situation die, so… “I’m sure,” he promised her. “You did everything you could. Just…can you do me one more favor?” “Sure,” Jen said. “Stay close in case Rachel goes too far? I’m worried she’s going to…I don’t know. We’re in public, so she won’t try and curse me again, probably, but…fuck.” Daniel shook his head. “I think I’m still tipsy, or maybe I’m just stupid.” “You’re not stupid,” Jen promised him. “You know how badly I do in half our classes.” “And how well you do in the other half.” Jen placed a hand on his shoulder. “I’ll stick close and make sure she doesn’t do anything against the school’s code of conduct.” He tilted his head. “You know the code of conduct?” “Yeah, I read it like three times,” Jen explained. “To see if there were any ways to make Rachel back off.” He smiled, then frowned again. He didn’t deserve her trust. Loudly, Rachel interjected into things, sending his foul mood even further into the pits of anxiety. “Well, isn’t this cute? Did you come to watch the show, Jen?” Jen’s hand pulled away from his shoulder as she addressed Rachel. “The show?” “Watching your spark boytoy get his diaper changed,” Rachel explained. She held a folded stack of clothes and a pile of changing supplies, including his powder, wipes, and several fresh diapers. “I know you usually do it, but it’s my responsibility today.” She drew out the word ‘responsibility’, and somehow made it sound like a threat. Not ‘A job I’m responsible for’, but ‘I’m going to make this as bad as possible, and since it’s my job, nobody can stop me.’ Acutely aware that the grand hall was packed full of bored witches with nothing to do except gossip, Daniel squirmed. Rachel had already stripped him naked and paraded him through the school once, she would have no qualms about exposing him to the rest of the student body a second time. He could argue that it was deeply inappropriate, but that would only make her more excited to do it. “Time out’s over,” Rachel said, twisting his arm back and pulling him away from the corner. Pointing roughly at a spot on the floor, she said, “Lay down.” “But–” he started. She shrugged. “Right, it’ll be hard to strip you like that. Clothes off, first.” That hadn’t been the objection he was going to make, but she didn’t seem to care. Daniel cast his gaze around hopefully, in case Jen had an idea, but she was fully gone–one moment she’d been standing next to him, the next, she had disappeared into the crowd. Slowly, sulking, dragging it out to buy time, he undressed. He pressed one set of toes to the heel of his right shoe and stepped out of it, then flipped and did the other way, slipping free of the loose sneakers. Next, he undid one of the straps on his leak-stained overalls, then the other, and then… It fell to the floor, revealing his sagging diaper. As expected, he heard giggles, murmuring, whispers. Witches who’d gravitated to the only nearby source of entertainment. Once he had his shirt off, Rachel circled him, appraising his body like a butcher at a meat market. “Holy shit, Spark–you really need those diapers, don’t you?” (I haven’t been able to change for hours,) he thought, but he kept the comment to himself. “I asked you a question,” she insisted. He swallowed, but… (Can I use this?) He wanted to cry, and he used that. Instead of bottling it up, he let the desperation show on his face and nodded weakly. Rachel barked out a laugh, sudden and shocked at his admission. “Holy shit,” she repeated. “You’re pathetic. Lay down.” He did, but as his naked back touched the cold marble floor, he saw the cavalry return. Jen, alongside two girls he didn’t know and his entire coven. “What’s going on?” Rachel asked, standing defensively over Daniel like a tigress with her kill, worried that scavengers would steal it. “Nothing,” Jen replied, walking up with the rest of the group in tow. “Keep doing what you’re doing, we’re not going to stop you.” A few feet away from where Daniel lay on the ground, she stopped, spun, and planted her feet with her legs pressed together. Cassie stepped up next to her and did the same, her long, fashionable dress providing considerable discretion. Next was Radha, Rachel, Asami. Mathilde rolled into the spot next to them, while the other two girls took their place at the end of the line, forming a human privacy fence, blocking off the view from anyone who might try and see. It wasn’t much, but it was something. Rachel wouldn’t get to give the whole school a show. “You’re in my way,” Rachel growled. Without looking back, Jen replied, “We’re not, we’re just standing here–and wherever you decide to go, we’ll just be standing there, too.” Rachel’s eyes narrowed, but she didn’t have anything she could do. “Alright, well–pinch your noses, this isn’t going to be quick.” She had no sleeves to roll up, but she knelt over Daniel’s cold, mostly naked body and unfolded the fresh diaper she’d taken from his room. Quietly, she whispered, “You think this saves you?” He shook his head. Of course it didn’t save him, but it helped. Ripping the sticky tapes with four shhhk-shhhk-shhhk-shhhks, she flopped open the ruined diaper and wrinkled her nose. “Jesus, Spark. You didn’t notice you needed a change this badly?” Daniel knew that she was providing the color commentary for the benefit of anyone in earshot, so he kept his mouth shut and stared at the ceiling, trying to pretend he was anywhere else. She pulled his old diaper away and balled it up, plopping the sodden wad onto the floor by Daniel’s head, where the overpowering stink hit him in a rush. Next, Rachel took the baby wipes she’d retrieved and began to wipe him down roughly, cleaning him– (No, no, no–) “Oh my god.” Daniel’s face burned as his body betrayed him. It didn’t matter that he was in the midst of having his smelly diaper changed, it didn’t matter that it was Rachel, it didn’t matter that his dignity had been thrown down a six foot hole and buried alive, some part of him still reacted strongly to the ‘girl is touching me’ impulse. He had an erection, sudden and deeply unwanted. “You’re getting off on this?” Rachel announced. “I knew you were a creep, I didn’t know you were a pervert.” Daniel squirmed, and his better sense left him. “I can’t control it!” “I know,” Rachel snorted. “That’s why you wear diapers.” One of the girls Jen had brought along snorted, but Jen ribbed her hard enough to make the girl cough and she shut up. Daniel just burned on the floor, dignity melting into the cold marble. “What the–” Rachel said, raising her voice so it would carry. “Are you taking deep breaths? You like this?” He wasn’t, and he sat up sharply, yelping, “No!” Immediately, Rachel pushed him back down. “Hold still, unless you want this to take longer–though, I guess you do since you like it so much.” Rachel continued wiping him up, and made no special effort to be delicate around his unwanted erection, which only had the unwanted response of making him harder. Once he was clean-ish–he thought she’d done a terrible job, but she clearly wasn’t interested in being thorough–she hit him with a downpour of baby powder, a dozen times more than he ever used, absolutely caking him with perfumed talc. “If you aren’t going to stink,” Rachel said, quietly enough as to not be overheard, “We can still make sure you smell like a baby.” She hadn’t put the fresh diaper in place underneath him yet, so a lot of the powder got onto the floor, and when she finally slid the new padding underneath him, it too got covered in baby powder. “Hold on–” Daniel began in a warning as she prepared the tapes, but he wasn’t quick enough. Baby powder stuck to the adhesive, rendering the sticky tapes useless. The diaper could hold loosely in place, but it was obvious that if Daniel moved much, the powder-coated sticky tapes would fail. It didn’t help that his erection still bulged through the padding, adding more strain to the tapes. “Oh no,” Rachel said. “Oh well. No need to be wasteful.” (Wait, what–) Rather than replace the broken diaper, Rachel just took a second one, wrapping it over the first and doubling the bulk. On this one, the tapes remained unsullied, and so she stuck them down, using the second diaper purely as a cover to hold the first in place…and as an excuse to double the waddle-inducing bulk between his legs. “Maybe this time you won’t leak all over yourself,” Rachel declared. He didn’t explain that the second diaper wouldn’t actually help prevent leaks, but he glowered, red-faced, and crossed his arms over his chest. “Are you done?” “Get your uniform on,” she replied, dropping the clothes on his chest. “And no, I’m not done, but you’re changed.” Daniel sat upright and picked up the skirt she’d brought. It was one that she’d conjured, taken from the bottom of his dresser, barely long enough to qualify for uniform guidelines. Daniel knew from awful experience that it barely concealed the bottom of a single diaper, and he could guess that with two layers of padding, his puffy bottom would be very visible peeking out from beneath the hem. It wasn’t as though he had a choice. He stepped into the skirt, struggling to pull the elastic waistband over the bulging diaper. At least his arousal had finally abated, though as he got on his top and stepped back into his shoes, the lingering shame refused to fade. “Now what?” he asked. “Back in the corner?” “Now, I’m deciding between a spanking or finding some soap to stick in your mouth,” Rachel replied. “Or maybe both?” Turning now that he was clothed and had a modicum of dignity–just barely–Jen said, “You can’t just torture him all night.” “Can’t I?” Rachel asked. “Do you think anyone will care?” “We care,” Mathilde said. “Oh, and what are you going to do? Raise a stink with one of the teachers who dotes on you?” Rachel sneered. “I guess you learned from the best about raising a stink.” Despite her posturing, it was still eight on one, not counting Daniel. Even if they had no authority to stop her, officially, that still gave Rachel a bit of pause. “Spark,” she said. “Go throw your old diaper away, then it’s back in the corner until we decide what to do with you.” Daniel could accept that compromise. Crouching, he gingerly picked up his old, used diaper. “Fine.” “We’re not going anywhere,” Jen insisted. “We’re keeping an eye on him, and if you try anything–” Rachel raised her hands and shook her head. “I’m done, Jen. Your boyfriend won’t be touched, he’ll just have to wait.” Though it wasn’t intended as such, that comment hurt as much as any of the others. Daniel winced at the ‘boyfriend’ comment and glanced at Cassie, hoping she wouldn’t say anything. They couldn’t have this conversation now. Fortunately, Cassie stayed silent, and the moment passed. Daniel ditched his old diaper in the trash can by the door, then returned to his vigil in the corner, fingers laced behind his head, a new cool flow of air on his bare legs that wafted up around his powder-filled diaper. The scent of wafting baby powder was more pleasant than the stink he’d grown used to, though only a little. That was one punishment over with. He’d made it through without spontaneously combusting. Now he just had to make it through the night without being expelled. ... My subs get early access and exclusive stories, and help me afford research supplies and tools for producing accurate diaper smut! https://reamstories.com/peculiarchangelingabdl https://subscribestar.adult/peculiarchangeling -
By LittleYena · Posted
The noise-making toy he picked out was specifically designed to soothe newborns, and soon he'd be listening to it during his naptime. Gwen kissed his forehead as she wrote down her address on the delivery slip, he could see her writing, and could catch the address... now he knew where they were! This could be another chance to escape... if he was patient. For now though, he'd have to endure as she buckled him back in to his carseat.
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