Rainbow Diapers

"W wait w what!? T there is n no way i I used m my d diaper!? B but b but b but b but...... i I  w waaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh!!!!" Ruby cried once more as penny carried the heavily infantilized girl until she was sat back down on the bathroom changing table and was immediately distracted by the rattle being shaken in her face as penny started to change her soggy cloth diaper. Ruby didn't know why but she started giggling as she reached for the rattle she was extremely distracted by the rattle so she didn't notice penny changing her and powdering cleaning and getting the now big baby into yet another cloth diaper she had been giggling the whole time till after both sides had been successful secured with a safty pin and was picked back up causing Ruby to nod shyly and blush as was held by her armpits like any other baby  "U uh huh I I am p penny" Ruby said blushing slightly but suddenly had the urge to suck on something so she stuck her thumb in her mouth

I second the tired and sore.  But I win!

"Oh dear." Penny said. "It looks like I better change you again, Ruby." Penny walked back to the bathroom, cradling the heavily infantilized Ruby as her backpack arms waved a rattle in her face to distract her from her accident. Penny entered the bathroom and set Ruby back down on the changing table before she pulled off the used diaper and tossed it away. She then thoroughly cleaned Ruby's privates before setting a new large cloth diaper down and powdering Ruby's privates before wrapping it around her waist and securing each side with a safety pin just like before. "Now, are you feeling better, Ruby?" Penny asked, picking Ruby up by her armpits.

Ruby remained quiet as Penny comforted her, her cheeks still flushed from embarrassment. At first, she stayed tense, but gradually her shoulders relaxed. The steady reassurance helped her realize that Penny genuinely hadn't intended for anything strange to happen. Ruby sniffled softly and wiped away the remaining tears. She didn't say anything. Instead, she simply rested quietly against Penny, staring down at the floor while she waited for her friend to figure out how to fix the unexpected side effect. After a few moments, Ruby gave a tiny nod. She was still embarrassed, but at least she wasn't crying anymore. But she did let out a big burp caus8ng ruby to whimper she couldn't believe how babyish she was acting all cause of a small pee pee accident    Though unknown to ruby her bladder still had pee left from earlier since she didn't get a chance to use the potty before penny dpenny3d her and it was releasing itself right there and then in penny's lap 

And now for the big finish!!! Enjoy! :3   Chapter 8: A Grand Wetting Several months into his training, Charlie was in the middle of another intense marketing meeting. It was a busy day, as was every day from the moment he signed the contract, but that mattered not to him now. No, Charlie's mind was elsewhere in a very special place, because today was a very special day. "Romance at the diaper factory? Who woulda thunk it," he said to himself as he fiddled with the pacifier in his hand. He looked across the big table at the Crinkle Winkles who were in animated conversation about the next big product: Choco Diapers. "Think about it! Chocolate scented diapers! Who could resist a snoof?" asked Crinkle Dink. "If these do well, we could have a whole line of scented diapers for the snoofing connoisseur." "I think it's brilliant!" said Crinkle Crink. "Hear Hear!" said Crinkle Dink. "What say you Charlie? Charlie? Earth to Charlie?" "Huh? Oh yeah... sounds great," Charlie said, staring into space. The Crinkle Winkles looked at each other. "You're thinking about today's big event, aren't you?" asked Crinkle Crink. "Yeah, sorry... I just can't concentrate with all this excitement in the air." "Are you sure you don't just need a diaper change?" asked Crinkle Dink with a wink. "Alright, alright, Charlie has a point. It can't be all diapers all the time. Yes, I know it's Crinkle Winkle blasphemy to say such things," Crinkle Crink hastily added, holding up his hands as several of his colleagues rose out of their chairs, "but the wedding is hours away, so let's call it a day and get ready before the big ceremony." The Crinkle Winkles welcomed the respite from a hard day's work, though with that Crinkle Winkle work ethic for all things diaper-related, Charlie knew they wouldn't be able to stay idle for long. It was honestly hard for him, a mere ordinary boy, to keep up. "I guess I can't be idle today either," he said to himself as he stood up from the desk. "I've got so much to do before the big event." Charlie wandered over to the recording room to see his squeakiest crinkle pal. "Hey, Crinkles! How's it crinkling? You almost done with the new commercial?" "You betcha! I just finished another rad recording! You should see my numbers, and I don't just mean the number one and number two I did in my rubbery waddlers," giggled the media superstar. "Waddler Diapers are awesome! All the Waddler diapers are awesome! I love my diapers!" "Haha, nobody loves their Waddler diapers as much as you, Crinkles," said Charlie. "You must be the most famous diaper mascot in the world!" "That's me, Crinkles the famous Waddleroo, and I couldn't be happier about it!" giggled the Roo, squeaking as his big blue paws covered his muzzle and his body shook with laughter. "So I'll see you at the wedding?" asked Charlie. "Sure thing, buddy! My handlers will make sure I'm there!" said Crinkles, nodding toward the Crinkle Winkle attendants that were always on hand to help the clumsy kangaroo navigate through his day. "In fact, I'll be the speaker!" "You're gonna Emcee the wedding?" asked Charlie. "Heck yeah, I'm gonna conduct the whole crinkly ceremony!" said Crinkles. "No way!" said Charlie. "That's radical!" "Totally radical, dude!" Charlie and Crinkles did their radical rock n roll hand sign and wiggled their fingers together in a gesture of radicalness. "Alright, my roo, I'm gonna check in on the others before it starts and catch you there. Speaking of which, have you seen Jeeves?" "He's probably daydreaming on the hill with Mr. Waddler again," said Crinkles. "Oh, right," said Charlie. "Well, then I won't need to check in on them. I'll just go and make sure our other friends are coming." Charlie walked out of the Marketing department and straight to the Elevator. "So many people to see, so little time. Better check in on the Ambassador... next stop, Crinkle Winkle City! Elevator, take me there, please!" In no time at all, Charlie was at the Crinkle Winkle Embassy in Crinkleville, where the Ambassador from Pamperdonia had made her residence. A light and airy voice rang out when he knocked on the Ambassador's door. "Charlie, is that you? Do come in!" "Hello Madame Ambassador," said Charlie, as he entered. Inside, the vibe was cozy and very girly with garlands of flowers and pink all about the quilted quarters. On an elegant chair by a low tea table sat Princess Paddington, dressed in a beautiful dress that ended just above her diaper line. The two Crinkle Winkles working on her makeup paused as she stood to greet Charlie. "Good afternoon to you, Charlie," she said with a dainty curtsey before sitting back down for more makeup. "Do come join me. Fancy a spot of tea?" Charlie could only marvel at her impeccable manners. "It seems that you've become quite the elegant lady, Madame Ambassador. I'm sorry I haven't had a chance to visit sooner. How have you been?" "I've been well, thank you!" said the princess. "Don't mind all the hustle and bustle. I just finished my televised speech to announce the newest diplomatic accord between Pamperdonia and the Crinkle Winkle Kingdom. It's going to revitalize our industrial sector, and provide gainful employment to hundreds of Crinkle Winkle workers, managers, and trainers. A win-win any way you slice it! But of course that meant we had to do a rush dress, diaper, and makeup change. Wouldn't want to wear the same outfit twice in a day, you know." "You sure have been busy, Madame Ambassador," said Charlie. "Oh, you can stop with all that Madame Ambassador nonsense," said the princess. "We're friends. Just call me Penelope." "Penelope... of course," said Charlie, rolling the name around in his mouth. "You know... I don't think I ever knew your name before." "I'm not surprised," said the princess, pushing a tuft of hair out of her eyes, which caused one of the Crinkle Winkle stylists to huff in annoyance. "I wasn't exactly the easiest to get along with back when we met..." "You can say that again, Princess," laughed Charlie. "I hardly recognize you! It's amazing what a month in the diaper pail will do for you..." "No, no, Princess!" said the stylist, untucking her hair. "You'll look much more relatable with a little bit of hair coming down..." "Oh, very well," said the princess with a congenial smile, unconsciously spreading her legs as another Crinkle Winkle came to check her pretty pink diapers for wetness. "Looking good Princess! Can you try and wet a bit more? I know you've just been changed, but your soggy diapers should be as obvious as possible for the ceremony. It's Crinkle Winkle custom!" "Somebody get the princess some more tea!" called another Crinkle Winkle and there was a rush to fill her cup. "I'm sorry to bother you during such a busy time," said Charlie, sensing that he was holding things up. "I just wanted to make sure you were going to make it to the wedding today." "I wouldn't miss it for the world," said Princess Paddington, "Though if my assistants keep fussing over me, we might not make it at all! We have five minutes everyone, and then we absolutely must call it quits. I'll see you there, Charlie." "Sounds good, Penelope," said Charlie, still feeling strange about calling the princess by her first name. Charlie was halfway out the door when he paused. "Say, you wouldn't happen to know where Baby Bettina is right now, would you?" "Oh, she's probably in the daycare," said the princess, staring straight ahead as her blush was applied. "I'm sure she'd be happy to see you, though she won't be much for conversation... You know, baby brain and all that." Charlie pondered Baby Bettina's fate as he headed over to the nursery, which wasn't far in the compact burg. He wondered how she was feeling after such a life changing transformation. "Here to see someone, Charlie?" asked the Crinkle Winkle nursery attendant as he entered the building. "Of course! I'll give you three guesses who, and the first two don't count." "Baby Bettina, of course! She hasn't had any visitors but Penelope since she got here, so I was a little surprised. Head on back to the play area, then." Sure enough, Baby Bettina was behind the baby gate, playing under the watchful eye of the Crinkle Winkle caretaker on duty. "Hi, Baby Bettina! How's it going?" asked Charlie. Baby Bettina dropped the block she was holding onto the colorful padded floor of the nursery and looked up at Charlie. "Bwuh?" she asked. "Sorry. Did I startle you?" asked Charlie, suddenly feeling hesitant to step onto the soft padded floor. "Don't be shy, Charlie, come on in. But please take off your shoes," said the Caretaker. Charlie obliged, entering and walking up to Baby Bettina. "Um... I just wanted to see if you were going to the wedding. It's for-" "Ah bah buh buh..." babbled Baby Bettina. "Uh... are you... are you playing a game with me?" "Gah gah goooooo, blblblblblbl!" sputtered the big baby, giggling, and then sticking a bootied foot in her mouth as she drooled copiously. "No, no, baby," said the caretaker. "I've told you before: your feeties are not for your mouthy!" "Uh..." At a loss, Charlie looked over at the caretaker. "What's going on? Is this normal?" "I'm afraid you won't find much left of the Bettina you once knew... I could sing a song about it, but you get the idea." "Yeah, I guess so," said Charlie. "Feels like she got a pretty harsh punishment for her behavior, though, don't you think? Heck of a way to go..." "Oh, not at all," said the caretaker, looking surprised. "She's living the life she always wanted..." She beckoned Charlie over and leaned in further to speak to him in a low voice. "You know... some say the horniness of the enforced diaper chastity was too much for her to handle and that's why her brain turned to mush, but if you ask me, I think she always wanted to be a big baby deep down." Charlie looked at the happy baby. Horny, stuck in a diaper, and not able to get off for two whole years? Yeah, he could see that frying someone's brain, even after a few months. Still, the caretaker had a point. "She certainly does look happy, I'll give her that... I don't suppose Sissy Wishes are going to be for sale any time soon, though..." "On the contrary," said the caretaker. "Sissy Wishes have plenty of potential customers! Why, we're already recommending them for the justice system... Imagine if they could be set to last for the length of someone's prison sentence or probation? Keeping criminals out of trouble and in diapers... That's what I call progress!" Charlie had to agree that it seemed like an elegant solution to the problem of crime. He looked back at Baby Bettina and put his hands on his hips. "Well, I don't suppose you'll be very interested in the wedding after all, little missy... Have fun being a baby, Baby Bettina. Be sure to visit in two years if you want to." As he waved goodbye and walked out of the nursery, Charlie felt uplifted. Despite her slightly unsettling fate, he was reassured to see how happy she was, and she was certainly much more pleasant to be around at the very least. If Baby Bettina ever did grow up again, she'd surely grow up with a better attitude than she had before. It was time for Charlie to stop off for an outfit change of his own before the wedding, so back on the elevator Charlie went. The elevator opened up at the universal dressing room, where outfits and uniforms could be custom tailored in mere moments for factory employees. "Hello?" he said, as he stepped out into the gigantic tailor shop. "It's like a ghost town in here... maybe everyone's already at the wedding. " "Dress onesie?" asked Jeeves, startling Charlie. "Jeeves! What are you doing here?" "Oops! Didn't mean to scare you. I figured you'd show up here sooner or later, so I took the liberty of preparing you an outfit for the big day." "How did you know?" asked Charlie, as he was led over to the changing table. "It's my job to know, sir. Everyone who's anyone is going to be there, and I've changed them all. I could have predicted you'd be the last one, Mr. Workaholic" Jeeves helped Charlie up onto the table and reached down to grab a formal black dress-diaper. "Where is it going to be, again?" "Where else but the factory floor where the happy couple first met?" "Of course," said Charlie. "Where else?" "My, but you have been busy," Jeeves said, unsnapping the hidden buttons in Charlie's work suit to reveal his thick and thirsty padding, yellowed and drenched to capacity. "Forgetting to take your breaks again, I see." "Oh, come on, Jeeves. I've got so much to learn, there's no time for breaks." "Tsk, Tsk, Mr. Pail," said the crinkly custodian, poking at the swollen diaper, "am I going to have to tell Mr. Waddler we need a mandatory baby break for all Jr. Vice Presidents?" "You wouldn't!" said Charlie. "I just did," said Jeeves, typing a message into his phone. "Now, let's get you into your formal padding and dress onesie, and don't forget to wet it right away! It's Crinkle Winkle tradition, you know!" Charlie blushed and rolled his eyes, but the truth was, Jeeves had proved utterly indispensable as the factory's head butler and assistant at large, and Charlie was forever grateful. In no time flat, Charlie was in a thick all black diaper, with double padding inside, followed by his formal onesie, which had a tuxedo print on it with attached bow tie to make it extra fancy. With that, he was ready to go to the wedding! "Shall we?" asked Jeeves, holding out his hand. "Let's go." ***** Everyone was assembled on the great big factory floor, with Mr. Waddler himself presiding atop the big grassy hill, and Crinkles the Roo by his side in a rubber roo robe. As Charlie and Jeeves sat by Grandpa Joe on Klaus's side of the aisle, they spotted the Krinkler family huddled up front looking quite serious for such a happy occasion. At the altar stood Ollie in a too-small tuxedo-print diaper shirt that ended several inches above his belly button. Below his waist was Klaus with a little piece of lace hanging out the back of his crinkly waistband, his yellowed front stretched around Ollie’s pachyderm-sized package to form a prominent bulge. Willy Waddler said the first words. "Welcome, one and all, to the wetting of Ollie Phant and Klaus Krinkler." "Doesn’t he mean wedding?" whispered Grandpa Joe. "No, I meant wetting! The bride is a diaper. Do try to keep up." "Nobody fills me like you, schnookums...." said a clearly smitten Klaus, unperturbed by the interruption. "You're the bestest diaper ever," Ollie said to his diaper. "Ah, young love. I could say many things about this... very special union... but I’ll turn it over to the host with the most, Crinkles the Roo, to do what he do. It's your stage, Crinkles, take it from here!" "Ladies and gentlemen, I love diapers!" announced Crinkles. The rubber roo bowed his head in acknowledgment as the audience clapped and cheered. "Well, I’m sure you knew that, but today is not just about my diapers, oh no. It's about a lovely young couple... A man who has truly found a garment that he wants to spend the rest of his life in... and a diaper... who loves him back..." There were a number of awws from the crowd at that sweet comment. "It was love at first wet. I can tell you, I was there, folks! Let's hear it for the lovely couple." Another smattering of applause. "And now the vows. Do you Ollie take Klaus to be your lawfully wetted diaper? To have and to wear, in dry times and in wet times, to soak and to blort for ever and ever?" "I duh do!" Crinkles nodded and smiled his happy smile. "Fantastic! And do you Klaus, take Ollie as your lawfully diapered wetter to swaddle and protect, to absorb and support, even when it's really hot out?" "I do," said Klaus, sniffling as he fought back tears of joy. Crinkles clapped his paws together with a *SQRK*. "Radical. Although it would be a little difficult to put a ring on a diaper, we've found a happy medium with a big cock ring for Ollie. If the ring bearer could please bring it up..." To Charlie's surprise, the ringbearer was none other than Baby Bettina, who crawled up the hill with the ring pillow strapped to her butt. "And now, the exchanging of the ring... Well, I guess Klaus doesn't have any hands, so, I'll do the honors... Let me just get my roo paws in there... Okay... here we go..." Charlie looked away blushing as the roo struggled to shove his paw down the front of Ollie's diaper and get the ring in place while Ollie moaned and Klaus crinkled from all the stimulation. "What are you doing, boy? You're missing the best part!" said Grandpa Joe. "I'll bet you ten to one he's going to blow before Crinkles gets that ring on him." Fortunately, Crinkles managed to do the deed before Ollie Phant blew his load, and the excitement of the couple only grew as the ring did its job, leading to a very prominent tent in the front of Klaus. "That does it for the ring. You may now piss the bride!" Ollie let out a whimper and a grunt as he let out a gusher of a wetting right into his diaper husband. Klaus moaned in pleasure as he expanded to hold it all, swelling around Ollie’s member with a delightful warmth. There was a standing ovation as the crowd applauded tearfully. The applause only encouraged Ollie, who began rubbing the front of his diaper and moaning. Suddenly, he squatted and filled his diaper husband with a loud FWUMP. There was a disturbance in the audience as Klaus’s father fainted. "Not in front of everyone! Save that for the honeymoon, sweetie!" said the blushing Klaus. "Well, I think we’d better let these two enjoy their new, uh, bond..." said Crinkles, blushing as Ollie began furiously masturbating Klaus in front of everyone. "Ice cream and cake in the reception area folks! I’ll be giving autographs too. Let’s hurry along now!" Crinkles and Mr. Waddler quickly herded everyone off the factory floor with the help of an army of Crinkle Winkle helpers, but Charlie managed to shoot a glance back at the pair on his way out. Ollie was now full on humping his diaper against the ring pillow while Klaus crinkled and moaned. The area was empty save for the newlyweds. The TV cameras, however, lingered. At the reception Charlie had a wonderful time catching up with everyone he had missed during his tenure as VP in training. Also, aside from the regular cake there was a diaper cake that everyone could grab a diaper from and shove a slice of cake in, which made the event extra fun. When Ollie and Klaus did eventually wander out into the reception area, they made sure to shove a slice of cake down the front of Klaus as well so both of the newlyweds could enjoy it together. This led to another hump session. "When in Rome!" said Mr. Waddler, shrugging and humping his own cake-filled diaper. This seemed to give everyone permission to follow suit, and pretty soon, everyone who had caked their diaper was busy humping it. All in all, the wetting was a great success. "What’s next for you?" Asked a news reporter, who held a mic to Charlie's mouth as he humped away at a package of diapers. Charlie looked around and saw crinkles happily signing autographs, Princess Paddington joining in on a choreographed Crinkle Winkle dance, Jeeves smiling and happy, bouncing baby Bettina on his knee, and his grandpa Joe who still had that sparkle in his eye that never left. "Oh, just more training, I suppose," huffed Charlie, as he humped the padding harder. "It's nothing special, but I like it that way. The diapers are special and wonderful enough for all of us." THE END