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By Little Sherri · Posted
I love the idea of a cabin in the woods somewhere, private enough to allow for outdoor diaper lounging, but close enough to a town that restaurant and grocery options don't require an aircraft. Or, it would be awesome to, for example, do an ABDL cruise. Closer to attainable, would be attending one of the conventions one of these days, for a weekend. Or meeting up IRL with some of the people I've met here, for a weekend somewhere, camping or renting a cottage, something like that. -
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With Mr. Sawyer dealt with, the race to get out of Sallas continues --- I'm only able to write as much as I do thanks to the amazing support of my readers. Writing is my only income and I appreciate everyone who reads my stories more than you all can imagine. If you enjoy my stories and want to see updates a week before everyone else PLUS read 35+ stories only available on my membership sites please have a look at the links below. All support is very gratefully accepted ❤️ https://reamstories.com/elfy https://subscribestar.adult/elfy --- “Is he…?” Anna asked as she panted. Jane wrinkled her nose as she stepped closer. She put two fingers to his neck and waited a moment. Anna wasn’t sure what she wanted to hear. The thought of killing someone didn’t sit easily with her, even if he was a complete bastard. “He’s still breathing.” Jane said, “Just unconscious.” “We have to go.” Anna said as she stood up. The adrenaline was helping to keep her going, she knew the moment it left her she would be completely drained by the events of the morning. “But what about him?” Jane asked. “He’s got people coming, they’ll help him.” Anna said quickly. Her legs shook as she stood up and made her way over to the drawers. There was just one thing Anna thought she’d have time for before running out of the house. She pulled open a drawer just as she heard the bedroom door open, she spun around, expecting to be met with a flash as a trigger was pulled. Indeed, there was a gun pointing into the room, only it wasn’t firing. “What the hell happened?” Thorn asked as she lowered her gun and walked in. Ryan came running in behind her, out of breath, and after a quick look around the room he dropped to his knees next to Anna and wrapped her in a hug. “Are you alright? What happened? Did he hurt you?” Ryan asked in rapid succession. “I’m fine.” Anna said. She pulled herself free of Ryan’s embrace. There would be time for that later, “We need to go, he called backup.” Thorn was looking down at Mr. Sawyer’s rather unpleasant body. Seeing the diaper and then turning to see Anna, completely bear under her far-too-short dress. A smile worked its way across her lips, and she even allowed herself a chuckle. “I’ve underestimated you.” Thorn sounded like a proud parent, “I didn’t know you had it in you.” Anna turned back to the open drawer and dug through layers of diapers to find the single pair of panties she had managed to hide in there. Her hands trembled as she dug them out and stepped into them, pulling them up and closing her eyes as if the feeling of the soft material was a euphoric drug. When Anna opened her eyes again it was to see Thorn pointing her gun down at Mr. Sawyer’s head. “No!” Anna exclaimed. Thorn paused. It looked like she really wanted to execute the unconscious man, someone who had no doubt caused her a lot of trouble in the past. After a couple of seconds, she holstered her weapon and bent down to pick the one he had dropped up. “Alright, let’s get out of here.” Thorn said. Anna didn’t need to be told twice. Now that she was unpadded, moving felt so much easier and more natural, she practically bounced down the stairs and out through the front door to their vehicle. They all piled in, now with Jane amongst them, and Thorn performed a handbrake turn to bring the car around, she rushed back towards the front gate. Just as it looked like they had a clear run to the road outside of the community, two black vans skidded to a halt at the entrance. Thorn slammed on the brakes, coming to a halt mere feet away. She threw the van into reverse and all the people in the backseat were sent flying. Anna clung on to the little window to see what was happening. As the van moved backwards, she saw the doors on the other vehicles open and people stepping out, levelling guns at them. “Get down!” Thorn shouted. Barely half a second later the windscreen cracked as a bullet came through. Anna threw herself down along with everyone else in the back of the vehicle. She could no longer see what was happening but heard more shots hitting them as Thorn spun the van around. Anna was covering her head with her hands but when she dared to glance up she saw several holes in the back door where more bullets had hit them. “Thorn?” Ryan called out. “I’m fine. Stay down!” Thorn shouted back. The people in the back of the van wouldn’t have been able to get up even if they wanted to. The van was making violent turns causing the tyres to squeal and the vehicle to lurch to the point that Anna was worried it was going to turn over. More bullets hit the van, but they sounded like they were from further away. Thorn must’ve been driving them back into the gated community and further from the exit. The problem was that there was no other way out. The answer to their problem came a few seconds later. “Hold on!” Thorn called out. A second later, with the engine revving, there was a shattering sound. The van bounced along even harder than before, one particularly violent jump causing Anna to nearly knock herself senseless on the metal floor. With no more bullets zipping through the van, she crawled towards the back door and looked out one of the holes. Behind them she saw a wooden fence that had been smashed through, they were rapidly heading away from the compound across a mostly empty grassy area. “Did we lose them?” Jane asked. Her voice small and scared. “No.” Thorn replied. It sounded like she was gritting her teeth as she wrestled with the steering wheel to keep the van going in a straight direction. Anna saw black vehicles emerging through the hole that the van had created. Thorn had managed to open and gap to them, but they were definitely following, and Anna had to assume more were on the way. There was one more large lurch as the van dropped down off a curb and its tyres skidded on the asphalt as Thorn wrenched the steering wheel again. Back on a road, although going very fast, the drive was at least a little more stable. Anna crawled forwards towards the driving compartment. She checked on Jane and Ryan on the way, they were both a little banged up from the rough ride but there were no serious injuries. Anna got up on to her knees and used the small window to keep herself steady. Through the windscreen she could see cars scattering as Thorn weaved like a race car driver. “Are we alright?” Anna asked. “Uh huh.” Thorn grunted. Anna immediately recognised that the resistance leader sounded a little different. She looked down at Thorn more closely and saw that she only actually had one arm on the wheel, the other was reaching across her body and up to her shoulder. Anna gasped as she saw blood staining Thorn’s camouflage clothing. “It’s nothing.” Thorn said. She was looking in the rear-view mirror and had seen Anna’s concern. “You’ve been shot!” Anna exclaimed. “Is there blood on my back?” Thorn asked as she leaned forwards and twisted her body a little. The manoeuvre seemed to cause her no small amount of pain. Anna nodded. Words temporarily leaving her. “Then it went straight through.” Thorn winced as she sat back on the seat, “Just another war wound for the collection.” “You need a doctor.” Anna said, “A hospital or something.” “Yeah, I’ll just stop and ask the fascists chasing us if they wouldn’t mind waiting whilst I’m bandaged up.” Thorn said sarcastically, “Don’t worry. We’ve got medics that’ll patch me up once you guys are out of the country. Besides, chicks dig scars.” Anna couldn’t believe Thorn was being so nonchalant about being shot. She had to remind herself that this was essentially Thorn’s job. She would’ve seen plenty of people being shot or blown up or god only knew what else. It didn’t seem like the first time she’d been hurt either. “The main thing is getting you to the boat.” Thorn said after an uncomfortable amount of time where Anna had just been staring at her. “How far away is it?” Anna asked. “At this speed?” Thorn suddenly pulled on the steering wheel with her one good arm and the van seemed to go up on two wheels as they went round a corner, “Not too long.” “Are you sure you can drive?” Anna asked. “No offense, but unless any of you back there are secretly rally driving at the weekends, I’m our best bet, wounded or not.” Thorn replied. Anna had to admit she was probably right. Anna and Jane had never driven, women usually weren’t allowed to after all, and Ryan was a decidedly safe driver. If they wanted to stop people catching up with them then they would need Thorn, even with one arm she was navigating traffic at speeds that made Anna’s stomach lurch from side to side. Anna was still holding on to the gap in the window to keep herself upright when she heard what sounded like stones hitting the back of the van. She was suddenly tackled and pulled down by Ryan as new holes appeared in the rear door. “They’re on us!” Thorn shouted. It was impossible for Anna to know what was happening. She felt like she was in a washing machine as the van swerved unpredictably, and she slid backwards and forwards. She felt panic threatening to overwhelm her; it seemed impossible that they would ever escape. Without realising what she was doing, she let out a loud scream as it felt like the world was tumbling on top of her. “Anna! Are you hit?” Jane shouted with concern. Anna couldn’t respond for a few seconds. She looked around with wild eyes, she wanted a way out, but it simply didn’t exist. All of a sudden, she wasn’t sure if she had been hit. She looked down over herself but seemed to be fine. Ending up near the rear doors as more holes appeared above her, Anna looked through one and saw two Sallas police cars cars chasing them, emergency lights flashing, a man leaning out the passenger window of each with handguns. It was obvious they weren’t taking prisoners. “Someone needs to fire back!” Thorn yelled out. “What!? No! We can’t!” Jane exclaimed. “This isn’t a request.” Thorn said darkly. Using her injured arm and practically screaming as she did so, she dropped the pistol into the back where it quickly slid into Anna, “We need them to back off!” Anna picked up the gun. She really didn’t know what she was doing with it and definitely didn’t want to hurt anyone. Leaving Sallas meant everything to her, but could she shoot a person to make it happen? There was a patch on the back door that had a few bullet holes close together. Anna looked out of it carefully and pointed the gun. She was still debating whether she would be able to pull the trigger when she saw a different target. Anna lowered her aim, away from where the driver would’ve been sitting, and pulled the trigger. The gun jumped and she yelped in alarm, dropping it to the floor. “Holy shit!” Thorn exclaimed. Anna looked out the hole again to see that the car she had shot had swerved and end up spinning into a post. She’d aimed for the tyre and apparently hit it. The other car, seeing what had happened, backed off and stopped firing. “What now?” Ryan asked, “We can’t outrun them.” “We’re not going to have to.” Thorn said. It was remarkable she could talk with how much she was concentrating on the road. --- If you want to see what happens next RIGHT NOW you can do so at one of the following links. Thank you, and all support is very gratefully received: https://reamstories.com/page/lpjgftb4y2/story/mf967rdsf7db10/chapter/mopw8juk2cb49132 https://subscribestar.adult/posts/2471566 -
By PottyPotamus · Posted
I got high-speed internet back in 2002 or so, and, sitting at my computer in a wet diaper, I searched for "adult diapers." To my surprise I found out I was not the only adult with the impulse to wear - and use - diapers. It had Some of the stuff available was a lot more dicey than what's here now (thinking about [That site], etc), but over the years found my way to ADISC, Spandi, and DD. I
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