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"Soylent Little, it's made from Littles!" But Xerces seems like such a good dog. Surely he would just come over and ask if they wanted to play. Xerces hasn't been a Bad Dog and gone around being mean to poor innocent foxes has he? I was going to put in an emoji but I don't see one that says cheering loudly enough. So... YAY! SHE MADE IT THROUGH THE NIGHT! YAY! Two pages today. I'll start in on page 17 this weekend. And now, bed.

Donny28: Marie has definitely her share of hits, but is it worse than May's trip through the machine? It's tough to say. Yeah, I wanted to have a scene with Lee and her pacifier. Plus, it explains why Lee didn't just spit the binky out and scream right back in Sarah's face. XD   DiaperedMarceline: May's pain is our pleasure. And thank you for noticing the extra effort I put into Sarah's dialogue. She's a lot of fun to write for and I wish there was more of her in the comic, but I couldn't waste two or three pages on Sarah being a mommy when the artist had imposed a hard limit on the total number of pages. In fact, the next two pages (after this page) were never originally meant to be in the comic, but I made sure to get them drawn since I felt bad about May being absent from 90% of the comic. You're welcome, btw.   ---     “Does baby want her bottle?” Sarah cooed condescending down at the blue haired Kanker, who was crying her eyes out, while she wore an ear to ear smile as she held a large baby bottle in her hands. “WAAAH!” Marie’s anguished screams picked up in their intensity upon hearing the point sized brat talk to her like she was an oversized baby. The battered bully started throwing her fists at the sky as she broke down and unleashed all of her emotions. Even with the pain of landing on her head consuming her focus she could still feel her lower body swaying slightly. Somewhere in the back of her mind she knew that May was kicking up a storm down there.  Sarah paused, still smirking at the tantrum throwing teen at her feet before turning her sights on the baby bottle in her hands for a brief moment. She knew that babies only needed two things and if they weren't hungry then that could mean only one thing. Her eyes returned to the bawling blue haired Kanker and ultimately zeroed in on the massive diaper pinned to the teen's hips. It was much larger than a regular diaper and looked really full… Something suddenly clicked within Sarah's brain and she immediately knew exactly what the big blue haired baby was crying about. Sarah made her way in front of the diapered bully and quickly took her position between the crying Kanker's legs as she leaned forward expertly dodging Marie's wild kicks and punches as she patted the enormous diaper in front of her. “Such a big, stinky diaper.” Sarah crooned, bringing her hands up to the safety pin that held the rumbling cloth diaper together.  “WAAAAH" Marie cried out once again as she tried to push the pint sized brat away from her but it was impossible for bawling blue haired teen to see anything through the tears filling her eyes. Sarah hummed to herself, ignoring the bully's ear piercing wails, as she set out to change the crying Kanker's bulging, bloated diaper. However, the eager redhead was immediately frozen in place when she felt something round bump itself against her hands. She paused as she watched what looked to be the top of someone's head, complete with blonde hair,  gradually emerge from the top of the diaper! Before Sarah could figure out what was happening she found herself staring at a pair of eyes that had slowly peeked their way over the top of the diaper's waistband! “Uh…” May stopped before she could truly start, dumbfounded by the fact someone was staring down at her. Her legs stopped kicking, her fingers held up the sides of the thick cloth she had been imprisoned within as she stared back at the redhead. It was beyond obvious that the last thing the blonde Kanker expected was to lock eyes with her bratty boyfriend’s pint sized sister when she finally managed to break free from Marie's diaper. “DOUBLE DADDY D!!” Sarah shouted at the top of her lungs, screaming for the only person who she thought could help her. Double D’s eye flew open as he hurled himself uprighr into a seated position, gripping the blanket of his bed while he gasped for air. It took a moment or two for him to catch his breath but once he did Double D breathed a sigh of relief upon realizing that the whole thing had been a terrible dream. “Ugh, what a strange dream.” Double D muttered to himself as he started to relax only to remember what caused the bizarre nightmare in the first place. “I shouldn't have eaten that jawbreaker before bed.”  Despite figuring out what led to the unwanted dream, Double D couldn't shake the feeling that Sarah, or someone else, had been screaming his name. The scream sounded so real, but who would be shouting his name with the oddly placed “daddy" in the middle of it at this hour of the night? To Be Continued…   Was it all just a bad dream? Join my platforms to see what happens to Double D next! If you want more machine based mayhem featuring plenty of women being put into diapers there's plenty of pages of my DBZ Mom's comic to enjoy! It's less then the price of a cup of coffee! Twitter: Free! https://x.com/DaymareAB Fanbox: $3.28 (exchange rates) https://www.fanbox.cc/@daymare/posts/10540195 Substar: $5 https://subscribestar.adult/evisceratednite      

Amazon gets a lot of hate, but I love them as a nearly home-bound guy. I can get anything I need, usually at a discount.

A pretty wet size 8 parents choice. Going to put my Huggies overnight on for bed in a few.

I'm in Australia. Our entire dialect of English is a mix of British and United States without rhyme or reason. The majority word for the item we're talking about is "nappies". I personally use "nappies" to refer to infant nappies and "diapers" to refer to adult diapers. I think this is actually paralleled in the wider community, partly because the context in which people are most likely to hear about adult diapers is in dramatic TV, and the vast majority of our dramatic TV is imported from the United States or otherwise made for a United States audience.