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This was incredible thank you for this chapter! Just excellent! Honestly chapters like these are why I love this story just real character development! Like I enjoy the little portions but honestly parts like this is why this is excellent! -
So, after looking at different sources about this, I got the episode, but for some reason, it is only in Spanish. https://www.freetv.com/es/shows/los-mejores-amienemigos/season/1/episode/17 Which is weird, but anyways... They both had a bet to getting their partner to their limit, and the partners found it so they UNO reversed the situation and that's why they get tied to the bed. Now, the guy tied to the bed says: "What happens if I need to go to the bathroom?" and theres when they got diapered. But besides a small joke like needing to have a babysitter for a diaper change... diapers are no longer mentioned or acknowledge, speacially by her. -
By Personalias · Posted
Mini-Story: No Getting Out You have to go to the bathroom. If you don’t get to it soon, you’re going to humiliate yourself and go in your pants in front of everyone. You can’t run though. The booties on your feet are convex at the soles. The act of standing up has become a balancing act; one that you don’t yet have enough practice with. A few of the other “new kids” have already tried this to predictable results. Good thing the floor is padded. You’ll have to crawl there. But even if you got there, you wouldn’t be able to open the door. The bathroom door has one of those child-proof knobs that have to be squeezed in a particular way for them to turn. You’ll do no such thing. Not with these mittens that have been shoved over your hands. Your fingers are locked up and the padding around them is so bulky that you won’t be able to squeeze the knob in the correct way, even with both hands. You’ll have to time it right so that you make it inside before the door closes after one of these people calling themselves “Grown-Ups” comes out; or if you’re lucky one of a handful of “big kids” in pull-ups will give you the opening you need. That wouldn’t matter, anyways. You’re buttoned into this ridiculously childish onesie. You’ve already seen a couple people get checked and changed. The snaps between your crotch are strong and sturdy. They’re manageable, of course, for anyone with the free use of their thumbs and fingers, but you’re not in that club today. As is, you can barely handle velcro. You’ll have to ask for help. That idea is stupid and you know it. The “Grown-Ups” are the ones who dressed you like this and anyone still in diapers that’s allowed to talk is obviously on their side. You’d have better luck talking to a brick wall. Not like they can hear you. The giant pacifier with the inflating bulb that’s strapped to the back of your head has made you mute. All you can do is groan and moan incoherently. You’ve begged, pleaded, and screamed but it’s only got you diaper checks, hair tousles and toy offers. There’s also a drip in your mouth. A steady drip-drip-drip that tastes vaguely sweet, landing on your tongue. It’s coming from inside the bulb. The “Grown-Ups” say they’ll let you spit your pacifier out as soon as the “medicine” inside is all gone. Sucking only makes the drip faster. Speaking of drip… You’ll just have to hold it. Yet you can’t even do that. Literally. The diaper between your legs and wrapped around your hips is so thick and bulky that your legs are spread apart. Your useless hands can’t grab or press effectively and the extra padding around your crotch makes it so you can barely feel anything. You’re not going to the bathroom. Except you are. Right now. The dam is bursting and the thirsty padding is succeeding where your bladder is failing. You try to press down out of habit and muscle memory but all you do is draw attention to what you’re doing. You try to run for it, to get to a far corner of the nursery if not the bathroom. Congratulations, you’re now pissing whilst looking up at the nursery ceiling. The warmth spreads and then swells while you cry and blush. Then it sags and tugs lightly at your onesie. Then it cools. Then it stops. Your diaper can hold a lot more. So much more. A “Grown-Up” squeezes it and tells you as much. You’ll have to use it a lot more “like a good baby” if you expect to be changed. Or…you can always suck on your pacifier and get that “medicine” out faster. Your choice. (Fin) -
Looks peaceful and too happy where are the upset babies that need changing? 🤣😂
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