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The inspiration of this story comes from an old story called Sweet Bliss. This first chapter is basically a retelling of the first part of Sweet Bliss I hope you like it, please comment. Chapter One: A Hidden Truth Ethan's world was one of quiet comforts, tucked away in the safety of his dimly lit bedroom. The soft crinkle of his diaper as he shifted on the bed was like a soothing melody, wrapping him in a peace that nothing else could offer. The scent of baby powder lingered in the air, mingling with the warmth of freshly laundered sheets. Lying on his side, Ethan clutched his favorite plush bear, Benny, against his chest. His oversized T-shirt barely covered the thick diaper snugly taped around his waist, its soft padding pressing against him like a gentle embrace. Here, alone, he could be himself. No stress, no expectations—just warmth, softness, and the bliss of surrendering to something simple, something pure. Then— A knock at the door. Ethan’s entire body stiffened. His heart pounded in his chest as his mind raced. No one was supposed to come over. He had made sure of it. Another knock, firmer this time. “Ethan? You home?” His stomach dropped. That voice. Noah. His best friend. Ethan scrambled upright, his mind in a panic. He couldn’t let Noah see this. He grabbed the open bag of diapers, the baby powder, and his pacifier, shoving them under the bed with trembling hands. The last thing he needed was for Noah to see what he had been doing. Another knock. “I know you’re in there, dude. You left your car keys at the coffee shop.” Shit. That explained why Noah was here. Ethan cursed under his breath, yanking on a pair of loose basketball shorts, praying they would hide the thick bulk between his legs. He took a deep breath, running a hand through his messy blond hair, and moved toward the door, trying to act normal. He cracked it open just enough to peek out. “Oh, hey, man,” he said, forcing a casual smile. “Didn’t hear you at first.” Noah rolled his eyes, pushing past him before Ethan could stop him. “Yeah, yeah. I called, too. Thought you were ignoring me.” Ethan barely had time to shut the door before Noah plopped down on the couch, completely at ease, like he always was. Ethan forced himself to breathe. This was fine. He could do this. Just act normal. “So, what were you up to?” Noah asked, stretching his arms behind his head. Ethan hesitated. “Uh, nothing much. Just… relaxing.” Noah raised an eyebrow. “Relaxing, huh?” His sharp eyes flicked over Ethan, who stood awkwardly by the door. “You seem kinda nervous.” Ethan swallowed. “What? No. Just, you know… surprised to see you.” Noah smirked. “You sure about that?” Ethan tensed as Noah’s gaze lingered on him. He could feel the weight of it, as if Noah was peeling away every flimsy layer of his lie. Then Noah’s eyes narrowed slightly, his expression shifting. The room was quiet, save for the faintest crinkle as Ethan shifted his weight. His stomach twisted into knots. Noah’s smirk widened. Ethan barely had time to react before Noah leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees, his tone playful but knowing. “Dude,” he said slowly, amusement dancing in his voice, “are you wearing a diaper?” Ethan’s entire body locked up. His breath hitched. For a moment, he considered lying. He could deny it, brush it off, laugh it away. But Noah was staring at him, waiting, his smirk only growing. He had already figured it out. Ethan’s face burned with embarrassment as he lowered his gaze. Then, reluctantly, he whispered, “…Yes.” Noah let out a soft chuckle, shaking his head. “Wow,” he said, grinning. “Didn’t expect that.” Ethan swallowed hard, his pulse hammering in his ears. Then Noah’s smirk turned wicked. He leaned back against the couch, crossing his arms. “Baby’s don’t wear pants,” he said, his voice teasing, but firm. Ethan’s breath caught. His stomach flipped. There was no hesitation. His hands trembled as they reached for the waistband of his shorts. Slowly, almost reverently, he pushed them down, letting them pool at his ankles. The thick, pristine white diaper was now fully visible, its padding pressing snugly against his waist, the tapes secured tightly at his hips. Noah’s smile widened, his eyes taking in the sight before him. Ethan stood there, half-naked, his heart racing, his hands now resting at his sides. His breath was shaky as he waited. For Noah’s next command. Ethan’s entire body burned with embarrassment as he stood in front of Noah, his shorts pooled around his ankles, his thick diaper fully on display. His heart pounded so loudly in his chest that he barely registered the way Noah’s smirk softened, his expression shifting into something else—something deeper. Noah’s dark eyes roamed over Ethan’s new look, taking in every detail. The way the soft, thick padding hugged his waist. The contrast of his toned thighs against the pristine white diaper. The faint flush on his cheeks. And Noah found himself struggling. Struggling not to reach out and pull Ethan into his arms. Struggling not to trail kisses along the exposed skin of his neck, his chest, his stomach—anywhere he could reach. He clenched his jaw, forcing the urge down, instead letting his smirk widen as he tilted his head. “So,” Noah said, his voice teasing but laced with something else—something fond. “Is it just the diaper, or do you have more baby stuff hidden around here?” Ethan, still reeling from his own admission, blinked at him, processing the question. “I—” He turned slightly, lifting a hand to point toward his bed. “It’s over there, under—” But as he shifted, his foot caught on the bunched-up shorts around his ankles. For a split second, time slowed. Ethan stumbled, his balance thrown completely off. He let out a startled gasp as he pitched forward, arms flailing, but before he could even process the fall, he felt a strong pair of hands grab onto him. Noah moved fast, catching him before he hit the floor. But instead of pulling him upright, Noah let himself go with the momentum, following Ethan down. The next thing Ethan knew, he was on his back, sprawled on the carpet, his diaper softly crinkling beneath him. And Noah was above him. The air between them shifted. Noah hovered just inches away, his hands planted on either side of Ethan’s waist, his chest rising and falling with controlled breaths. His smirk had faded, replaced with something more intent, more focused. Ethan swallowed, his pulse hammering as he looked up into Noah’s dark, unreadable gaze. His best friend. His closest friend. The one person he had never, in a million years, expected to see him like this. But Noah wasn’t laughing. He wasn’t mocking. He was looking at Ethan like he was the most fascinating thing in the world. Then, slowly, Noah’s hands moved. His fingers brushed against Ethan’s waist, warm and steady, before slipping beneath the hem of his oversized shirt. Ethan inhaled sharply. Noah’s palms pressed against his skin, firm but gentle, sliding upward, tracing the soft curves of his torso. His fingertips danced along Ethan’s sides, skimming over warm flesh, sending shivers up his spine. Then— A sudden tickle. Ethan gasped, jerking slightly as Noah’s fingers grazed a sensitive spot near his ribs. A soft chuckle escaped Noah. “Oh?” His smirk returned, this time full of playful mischief. “Ticklish, are we?” Ethan opened his mouth to protest, but it was too late. Noah’s hands moved with purpose, tickling along his ribs, his stomach, his sides. Ethan squirmed beneath him, laughter spilling from his lips in breathless, helpless bursts. His diaper crinkled with every movement, the sound only making Noah grin wider as he continued his playful assault. “No—Noah, s-stop!” Ethan wheezed, kicking his legs uselessly. But Noah didn’t stop. Not yet. He was enjoying this far too much. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Noah relented, letting his fingers still against Ethan’s waist. Ethan lay beneath him, panting, his face flushed, his eyes glassy with laughter. Noah stared down at him, his breath hitching. God, he was beautiful like this. Noah knew he had to move. Had to pull away before he did something reckless. But then, without thinking, he reached for the hem of Ethan’s shirt. Ethan froze as Noah’s fingers curled around the fabric, gripping it gently. Noah met his gaze, silently asking for permission. Ethan swallowed hard, then—slowly, hesitantly—nodded. That was all Noah needed. With careful, deliberate movements, he lifted Ethan’s shirt, peeling it up, inch by inch, revealing smooth, warm skin beneath. Ethan’s breath came in soft, shallow bursts as the cool air met his bare torso. His arms instinctively raised, allowing Noah to pull the shirt up and over his head, tossing it aside. Now, Ethan lay beneath him, wearing nothing but his thick diaper. Noah’s eyes darkened slightly as he took in the sight before him. Ethan—flushed, breathless, vulnerable. He was utterly captivating. Noah swallowed, fingers twitching at his sides. He wanted to touch him again, to feel more of that soft, warm skin beneath his hands. But he didn’t move. Instead, he simply smirked down at Ethan, his voice dropping to a low, teasing murmur. “Well, baby,” he said, grinning, “looks like you’re dressed properly now.” Ethan’s breath hitched. And he waited. For whatever Noah would say next. For whatever Noah would do next. Noah’s smirk didn’t waver as he sat back on his heels, staring down at Ethan, who lay beneath him, his chest rising and falling with each shallow breath. The boy looked so small now—helpless, exposed, vulnerable. Just in his thick diaper, sprawled across the floor, waiting. Waiting for whatever Noah would say next. And God, Noah wanted to do so many things. He wanted to touch him again, to let his hands roam over that smooth, warm skin. He wanted to pull Ethan close, to bury his face against his neck and inhale the faint scent of baby powder clinging to him. He wanted to kiss him—everywhere—on his collarbone, down his chest, over the soft padding of his diaper, just to see what kind of noises Ethan would make. But he couldn’t. Not yet. Not when Ethan’s face was still so flushed with embarrassment, his body still so tense with uncertainty. So instead, Noah smirked and leaned in close, letting his voice drop to a soft, teasing murmur. “Crawl.” Ethan blinked up at him, his breath hitching. “W-what?” Noah tilted his head, his gaze steady. “I told you, baby’s don’t wear pants.” His smirk deepened. “And babies don’t walk, either. So, crawl.” Ethan hesitated, his entire body going rigid for a moment. Noah saw the internal battle play across his face—the humiliation, the uncertainty. And then, slowly, hesitantly, Ethan shifted onto his hands and knees. Noah’s breath caught in his throat as he watched him move, the thick diaper crinkling softly with every shift of his hips. Ethan didn’t look at him as he started forward, crawling slowly across the floor toward his bedroom. His movements were careful, almost hesitant, but each little shift of his body sent another wave of unbearable heat pooling in Noah’s stomach. Noah exhaled sharply through his nose, willing himself to stay in control. This was torture. Every little wiggle of Ethan’s hips, every soft rustle of his diaper—it was driving Noah insane. He had never seen Ethan like this before. Never even imagined it. But now? Now he couldn’t imagine anything more perfect. Noah followed him, his gaze locked onto Ethan’s every movement. His fists clenched at his sides, nails digging into his palms as he fought to suppress the raw, aching hunger curling in his gut. This was about Ethan. This was about teasing him, guiding him, watching him squirm under Noah’s gaze. Not about losing control. Not yet. When Ethan reached his bedroom, he paused at the doorway, glancing back over his shoulder with wide, uncertain eyes. Noah nearly groaned out loud. That look— That hesitant, obedient, submissive look— It was almost too much. But he forced himself to keep his voice light, playful. “Well?” He raised an eyebrow. “You gonna show me, or do I have to search for it myself?” Ethan swallowed, then turned away, crawling further into the room. Noah followed, his smirk never faltering. But deep down, he knew he was barely holding himself together. And if Ethan kept looking at him like that, if he kept moving like that— Noah wasn’t sure how much longer he’d last. Ethan’s hands trembled as he reached beneath his bed, pulling out the small collection of items he had carefully hidden. His pacifier. His bottles. The stack of thick, pristine diapers still wrapped neatly in their packaging. His favorite baby powder, the soft scent filling the air as he set everything down. Noah sat cross-legged on the floor, watching with an amused smirk as Ethan slowly, hesitantly, placed each item in front of him. “Damn, baby,” Noah teased, picking up one of the pacifiers and twirling it between his fingers. “You really went all out with this, huh?” Ethan’s face burned as he looked away. “I—I just like the comfort of it,” he mumbled. Noah chuckled. “Oh, I can tell.” He reached for one of the diapers, pulling it from the package, inspecting its thickness with a knowing smirk. “This is the real deal, huh? No wonder you crinkle so much when you move.” Ethan groaned, burying his face in his hands. “Noah, please—” “Aww, don’t be shy, baby,” Noah crooned, his teasing voice making Ethan shudder. “I think it’s cute. You’re cute.” Ethan peeked at him through his fingers, his face burning even hotter. Noah smirked and set the diaper aside, then glanced at the bed behind them. “Alright, I’ve teased you enough. Get up here.” Ethan blinked. “What?” Noah sighed dramatically. “Bed, Ethan. Now.” Ethan hesitated, but when Noah kicked off his shoes and climbed onto the bed himself, stretching out lazily against the pillows, Ethan swallowed his nerves and followed. The moment he was close enough, Noah grabbed him, pulling him down into his arms. Ethan tensed at first, his breath hitching as he was pressed against the warmth of Noah’s chest, strong arms wrapped snugly around him. He could feel the steady rise and fall of Noah’s breathing, the heat of his body seeping into his own. Noah let out a contented sigh, resting his chin against the top of Ethan’s head. “See?” he murmured. “Comfy.” Ethan couldn’t deny it. This felt… safe. Better than safe. He let himself relax, curling slightly against Noah’s warmth, his hands resting lightly against Noah’s chest. His heart was still hammering, but not from fear. From something else. They lay there in silence, just breathing together, wrapped in each other’s warmth. And then— Noah felt it first. A faint warmth spreading against his thigh. A soft hiss breaking the quiet of the room. Ethan stiffened. Noah froze. The realization hit them both at the same time. Ethan was wetting his diaper. For a split second, neither of them moved. Then Ethan let out a strangled noise, horror washing over his face as he shoved himself back, scrambling to sit up. “Noah—” His voice cracked. His hands trembled as they hovered over his soaked diaper, his eyes wide with shock and shame. “I—I didn’t mean to—I wasn’t even thinking—I just—” Noah watched him, heart pounding, taking in the way Ethan’s entire body shook. Ethan’s eyes were glassy with humiliation as he pleaded, his voice breaking. “Please don’t hate me.” And that was it. That was the moment Noah couldn’t hold back anymore. He surged forward, grabbing Ethan’s face in both hands and crashing their lips together in a deep, passionate kiss. Ethan gasped against his mouth, his body going rigid, but Noah didn’t let him pull away. He tilted Ethan’s chin up, deepening the kiss, pouring every ounce of emotion into it, letting him feel the truth of it. When he finally pulled back, he kept their foreheads pressed together, his thumbs brushing gently over Ethan’s flushed cheeks. “I could never hate you,” Noah murmured, his voice soft, reverent. “Never.” Ethan stared at him, breathless, still trembling. “But—I—” Noah shook his head, silencing him. “You wanna know what I really think?” His lips curled into a slow, warm smile. “I think you’re the cutest thing I’ve ever seen. And after this? I love you even more.” Ethan’s breath hitched. His face burned a deep, furious red. But when Noah kissed him again—soft and slow this time—Ethan melted into it, letting himself believe every word. Chapter Two: Unconditional Love Ethan sat frozen, his entire body trembling, his breath coming in shallow gasps. He couldn’t process what had just happened. The warmth between his legs, the soft dampness spreading through the thick padding, the unmistakable hiss that had filled the air just moments ago. He had wet himself. With Noah holding him. With Noah watching. Humiliation crashed over him like a tidal wave. His throat tightened, his eyes burning as he fought against the overwhelming need to flee, to curl in on himself and disappear forever. But then— Noah kissed him. Deep. Passionate. Fierce. Ethan barely had time to gasp before Noah’s hands were on his face, tilting him upward, guiding him into the kiss. It wasn’t hesitant or uncertain. It was everything. Noah kissed him like he meant it. Like he had wanted to for a long, long time. When he finally pulled back, Ethan was breathless, dazed, his lips tingling from the heat of it. His heart pounded so loudly he could hear it in his ears. But the shame still clung to him. “I—I don’t get it,” Ethan whispered, his voice barely more than a breath. “How can you—how can you even look at me right now?” His gaze flickered downward, to the damp diaper still snugly taped around his waist. “I just… I just—” Noah’s lips pressed to his forehead, silencing him. Ethan sucked in a sharp breath. Then, another kiss. This time against his temple. Then, his cheek. Then, the corner of his lips. Ethan let out a soft, shaky exhale. “Noah, I—” Another kiss. This time along his jaw. Ethan’s heart stuttered. Noah was kissing him. Everywhere. Soft, deliberate, reverent kisses. Each one stealing away another piece of Ethan’s doubt, another inch of his shame. Every time Ethan tried to protest—tried to tell Noah why this wasn’t okay, why he shouldn’t love someone like him—Noah kissed him again. And again. And again. His lips trailed down Ethan’s neck, lingering just below his ear before pressing a slow, lingering kiss to the sensitive skin. Ethan shuddered, his fingers curling into Noah’s shirt. “You don’t—” Noah silenced him with another kiss. This time along his collarbone, warm and unhurried, his hands steady as they wrapped around Ethan’s waist. “Noah,” Ethan breathed, his voice faltering. Another kiss. This time just above his pounding heart. Ethan squeezed his eyes shut, fighting the overwhelming rush of emotions clawing at his chest. He wanted to believe it. Wanted to believe that Noah meant this. That he wasn’t just saying these things to make him feel better. But— “I’m a freak,” Ethan whispered, his voice barely audible. Noah paused. Ethan braced himself, waiting for the inevitable rejection, the moment Noah finally realized how messed up this all was. Instead, Noah let out a low hum. Then, he dipped his head and kissed Ethan’s stomach, just above the waistband of his diaper. Ethan’s breath hitched. Noah’s lips lingered there, warm and firm, as if sealing away Ethan’s shame with every touch. “You’re not a freak,” Noah murmured against his skin. “You’re mine.” Ethan’s chest clenched. His vision blurred. He wanted to fight it. Wanted to tell Noah that he was wrong. That he didn’t deserve this. But Noah was relentless. He kissed every inch of him. Everywhere except where Ethan expected him to stop. He kissed along Ethan’s ribs, the center of his chest, his shoulders—everywhere but the one place that had him drowning in self-loathing. And then— Finally— Ethan gave in. His hands reached up, hesitating for only a second before tangling in Noah’s dark hair. He pulled him back up, searching his face, searching for any sign of doubt or hesitation. He found none. Noah was looking at him with nothing but love. Ethan let out a shaky breath. And then— He kissed Noah back. It was hesitant at first. Soft. Uncertain. But then Noah deepened it, tilting his head, his fingers tightening around Ethan’s waist as he pulled him even closer. And Ethan melted. His doubts, his fears, his shame— All of it vanished. The only thing left was this. Noah’s warmth. Noah’s lips. Noah’s love. And for the first time in his life— Ethan let himself believe it. Chapter Three: Love, Hickies, and a Needed Change The morning light filtered softly through Ethan’s bedroom window, casting a warm glow over the tangled mess of blankets and limbs sprawled across the bed. Ethan stretched, letting out a small whimper as he shifted, only to be reminded of two things at once— One: His diaper was absolutely soaked. And two: Noah had, yet again, left hickies all over his body. He let out an exaggerated groan, pouting as he turned his head to look at the smug idiot still sleeping beside him. Noah was sprawled on his stomach, his dark hair a complete mess, one arm lazily draped over Ethan’s waist like he had no intention of letting go anytime soon. Ethan huffed and poked Noah’s cheek. “Wake up, jerk.” Noah groaned, burying his face into Ethan’s shoulder. “Mm, five more minutes.” Ethan poked him again, harder this time. “No, now. You marked me again, you perv.” That made Noah crack one eye open. He smirked. “Oh? Did I?” Ethan sat up slightly and pulled the blanket down, revealing his chest, which was littered with fresh hickies, some still a faint shade of red while others had already darkened into deep purples. He shot Noah an unimpressed look. Noah, instead of looking guilty, looked downright pleased with himself. “Damn,” he murmured, reaching out to trace one of the marks with his fingers. “Looks good on you, baby.” Ethan swatted his hand away, his cheeks heating up. “Noah.” Noah chuckled and propped himself up on his elbow, his fingers brushing against Ethan’s side. “You love it.” “No, I don’t,” Ethan lied. Noah grinned. “Mm-hmm.” Ethan pouted harder, crossing his arms. “I also need a change, and whose fault is that?” Noah’s smirk grew. “Mine, obviously.” “Damn right it is.” Noah rolled onto his side, propping his head up with one hand as he let his other slide down Ethan’s stomach, stopping just above the waistband of his very wet diaper. He pressed down lightly, making Ethan let out a surprised squeak. “Yup,” Noah mused, “definitely soaked.” Ethan’s face burned, and he shoved Noah’s shoulder. “You knew that already, jerk.” Noah just laughed, sitting up properly and stretching his arms. “Alright, alright. Let’s get you changed, baby.” Ethan’s pout softened just a little. Even though Noah teased him endlessly, there was always a warmth in his touch, a gentleness in the way he took care of him. It was why, despite all of his embarrassment, Ethan let Noah do this for him. Because, at the end of the day— He loved Noah. And Noah loved him. Chapter Four: Weekend Plans and Baby Rules Ethan lay on his back, still pouting, as Noah casually pulled out a fresh diaper and the baby powder. He worked at his own pace, completely unbothered, while Ethan did his best to glare at him. “Can’t believe you marked me again,” Ethan grumbled, still staring at the mess of hickies across his chest. “How am I supposed to go out looking like this?” Noah smirked as he untaped Ethan’s soaked diaper and began cleaning him up with slow, methodical care. “Who said you’re going anywhere this weekend?” Ethan blinked. “Huh?” Noah raised an eyebrow as he dusted Ethan’s skin with baby powder, the familiar scent filling the air. “Did you already forget what we talked about?” Ethan bit his lip. He had agreed to something… Noah tapped his thigh. “Come on, baby. What’s happening this weekend?” Ethan huffed, his face heating up, but he knew better than to refuse when Noah was looking at him like that. He mumbled, “Two days of full baby treatment…” Noah smirked, securing the fresh diaper snugly around Ethan’s waist. “And?” Ethan covered his face with his hands. “And if I’m good… we have, um… passionate sex to cap off Sunday night.” Noah leaned down, grinning against Ethan’s ear. “That’s right, baby.” Ethan whined. “Why do I have to say it out loud?” Noah chuckled, pressing a kiss to his flushed cheek. “Because I love seeing you all embarrassed.” Ethan groaned dramatically, but deep down, he was already looking forward to it. A whole weekend of being pampered, spoiled, taken care of— And if he behaved? Well, Sunday night was going to be very fun. Chapter Five: Baby Weekend Begins The clock had barely struck 9 PM on Friday night when Ethan found himself standing in the middle of his bedroom, arms crossed, pouting hard as Noah zipped up his footed sleeper. The soft fabric hugged him snugly, the built-in mittens making it impossible for him to undo the zipper even if he tried. And beneath it, his thick overnight diaper pressed heavily against his waist, already making him waddle slightly. Ethan huffed. “The weekend hasn’t even started yet, and you already have me dressed like this.” Noah grinned as he smoothed down the front of Ethan’s sleeper, clearly pleased with his work. “So?” Ethan glared at him. “So, I should at least get to be an adult until Saturday morning.” Noah hummed, tapping his chin. “I mean… I could let you wear something else.” Ethan perked up. “Really?” Noah smirked. “Sure. You can wear nothing but your diaper.” Ethan’s face flamed. “N-No, this is fine! Footed sleeper is great—so comfy—so warm—let’s just leave it at that.” Noah chuckled. “That’s what I thought.” Ethan pouted harder, but before he could complain any further, Noah leaned in and kissed his forehead. Then his nose. Then his cheeks. Ethan squeaked as Noah peppered soft kisses all over his face, leaving him breathless and flustered in seconds. “Alright, baby,” Noah murmured, brushing his fingers through Ethan’s hair. “Let’s get you a bottle before bed.” Ethan groaned. “Do I have to?” Noah raised an eyebrow. “Do babies drink from cups?” Ethan sighed dramatically. “Nooo.” “Exactly.” Noah guided Ethan toward the bed, gently pushing him down so he was sitting on the edge. “Be a good boy and wait here,” he said, ruffling Ethan’s hair before heading toward the kitchen. Ethan crossed his arms, his diaper crinkling loudly as he shifted. He knew better than to argue—Noah had already made it very clear that he was taking full control this weekend. But despite his complaints… Despite his embarrassment… A warm feeling bubbled in his chest. Because this? This was nice. Being taken care of. Being wanted. A few minutes later, Noah returned with a warm bottle of milk. Ethan frowned slightly as Noah climbed onto the bed, sitting beside him and pulling him in close. “Open up,” Noah murmured, holding the bottle to his lips. Ethan hesitated for only a second before parting his lips, letting Noah press the nipple between them. Warm, sweet milk coated his tongue, and he sighed softly as he suckled, his body relaxing into Noah’s arms. What Ethan didn’t know was that Noah had slipped a few little extras into the milk—just a bit of diuretics and laxatives, enough to ensure that by morning, his diaper would be very full. Noah smiled as he watched Ethan drink, stroking his hair gently. He already knew Ethan was going to whine when he woke up in a soaking, messy diaper. And he couldn’t wait. Once the bottle was empty, Noah set it aside and kissed Ethan’s forehead. Then his nose. Then both of his cheeks again, making Ethan squirm. “Noahhh,” Ethan whined sleepily, his voice muffled by his sleepy haze. Noah just chuckled and wrapped his arms tightly around him. “Goodnight, baby,” he whispered. Ethan let out a small, contented sigh, curling up in Noah’s embrace, his body warm and safe. And as he drifted off to sleep, wrapped in Noah’s arms, he had no idea what kind of surprise he was in for when he woke up. Chapter Six: A Big Stinky for Daddy Ethan woke with a start, his body instinctively tensing as an urgent pressure settled deep in his belly. The first thing he noticed was the thick, soaked diaper wrapped around his waist, swollen from the night before, crinkling softly as he shifted beneath the covers. The second thing he noticed? He really had to go. His face burned as he realized just how badly he needed to fill his diaper. It wasn’t just an urge—his body was on the verge of betraying him completely. He needed to move, needed to get up before— A firm arm wrapped tighter around his waist, pulling him against a warm, solid chest. Ethan froze. Noah. Still half-asleep, Noah let out a low, satisfied hum as he nuzzled against Ethan’s hair. Ethan sucked in a shaky breath. Maybe—maybe—if he moved very carefully, he could wiggle free and make it to the bathroom. He tried to shift. Bad idea. The moment he moved, the pressure in his belly increased, making his legs tremble as he fought to hold it in. And worse— Noah stirred. His sleepy groan rumbled against Ethan’s ear, and before Ethan could react, Noah’s strong arms suddenly tightened. In one swift motion, Noah rolled on top of him, pinning him down beneath his weight. Ethan gasped, his eyes going wide as Noah’s hands gripped his wrists, pressing them firmly against the mattress. His legs were trapped between Noah’s own, completely immobilized. “Noah—” Noah cracked one eye open, his lips curling into a slow, lazy smirk. “Morning, baby.” Ethan squirmed, his diaper crinkling loudly beneath him. “Noah, let me up—” Noah ignored him. Instead, he leaned down, pressing his lips softly to Ethan’s. Ethan tried to protest, but the moment he parted his lips, Noah deepened the kiss, slow and deliberate. A small whimper escaped Ethan’s throat as Noah’s tongue traced along his lower lip, making his mind go blank for a second. But then— The pressure returned. Urgent. Unrelenting. Ethan broke the kiss, panting. “Noah, I—” Noah hushed him with another kiss. Ethan whined. “Noah, please—I need to go—” Noah pulled back slightly, his dark eyes gleaming with amusement. “Go where, baby?” Ethan squirmed again, feeling his stomach tighten. “I need to… to go.” Noah smirked, dipping his head to nuzzle against Ethan’s jaw. “Then go.” Ethan’s breath hitched. His stomach twisted. “No—Noah, I mean I really need to go—” Noah’s lips brushed against his ear, his voice low and commanding. “Be a good baby.” Ethan shuddered. Noah’s teeth grazed his earlobe. “Make a big stinky for Daddy.” Ethan’s entire body lit up. His legs trembled. His breath came out in short, desperate gasps. Noah started sucking on his neck, leaving wet, possessive marks against his flushed skin. Ethan whimpered. Noah’s hands moved down, gently rubbing over his swollen diaper, patting it firmly. Ethan broke. A choked whine left his lips as his body gave in completely. Noah felt it instantly. The soft, telltale warmth spreading in Ethan’s diaper. The way his breath stuttered, his entire body shivering beneath him. The helpless, embarrassed noises escaping his throat as he completely filled his diaper. Noah groaned, his own body heating up at the sensation. When Ethan was finally still, panting, his face buried against Noah’s shoulder in sheer humiliation, Noah grinned and pressed a deep, lingering kiss to his lips. “Good baby,” he murmured. Chapter Seven: Five Reasons Why Ethan was still trembling, his entire body flushed with humiliation as he buried his face against Noah’s shoulder. His diaper was full, the warm, squishy bulk pressing against him, a constant reminder of what had just happened. And Noah wasn’t letting him forget it. Strong hands roamed over Ethan’s diaper, rubbing and pressing, making the fullness shift against him. Ethan let out a strangled whimper. “Noah—” Noah smirked against his neck. “Feels good, doesn’t it?” Ethan shook his head. “N-no—” Noah’s fingers pressed a little firmer, kneading the thick padding. Ethan gasped, his back arching slightly. “Try again, baby,” Noah whispered. “Tell Daddy the truth.” Ethan hated how good it felt. Hated how Noah knew exactly what to do to make him squirm. His lips parted, but nothing came out. His body betrayed him, pushing slightly into Noah’s touch despite himself. Noah’s smirk deepened. “Say it.” Ethan whined, his face burning hotter. “I-It feels nice…” Noah hummed in satisfaction, slowing his movements, his hands resting gently on Ethan’s hips. “Good boy.” Ethan let out a shaky breath, trying to gather himself, trying to remember how to think. Noah brushed his lips against Ethan’s ear. “Tell me what you want, baby.” Ethan swallowed. His body was still buzzing, still warm, still tingling from everything that had happened. He hesitated—just for a second—before whispering: “More kisses.” Noah smirked, trailing soft kisses along his jawline, up to the corner of his lips. “What else?” Ethan shivered. “Tell me five reasons why you love me.” Noah chuckled, kissing him softly. “Only five?” Ethan pouted. “Noah.” Noah kissed the pout right off his lips. Then, without hesitation, he murmured: “One—because you’re the cutest thing I’ve ever laid eyes on.” He kissed Ethan’s cheek. “Two—because you try to act all tough, but you melt the second I take care of you.” A kiss to his temple. “Three—because your little pouts drive me insane, and I love making you squirm.” A kiss to his nose. “Four—because no matter what, you trust me with every part of you.” A kiss to his forehead. “And five—because I love you, Ethan.” A deep, lingering kiss to his lips. Ethan melted. His heart ached in the best way possible, warmth flooding through his chest. He sighed into the kiss, whispering against Noah’s lips. “Please change me…” Noah grinned, pulling back just enough to meet Ethan’s gaze. “Of course, baby.” And with that, he gently laid Ethan down, reaching for the wipes and a fresh diaper— Because this was only the beginning of their weekend together.

Hey everybody! First time poster, longggggg time lurker (and I DO mean LONG. Like, 15+ years at least). Here is a little story I have been cooking up. It’s your standard fare “be careful what you wish for story”. Not meant to revolutionize the ABDL fiction game or anything, but just some nice, hot material for those who want it. It started out as prompts for captions I was planning to make, but ended up 6,000+ words, soooo...oops! Anyways, enjoy! Feedback/encouragement is always appreciated. Love our community- love you all! Stephanie’s Descent Stephanie was a beautiful, petite young lady of 26 who seemed to be grabbing the world by the horns. She had a job in an office doing clerical work while she was in school to become a lawyer, and had a sexy boyfriend named Mark. Sure, she felt insecure in her mature office suits, looking up at one well-dressed man or woman after another from her small stature with her girlishly cute looks. And sure, she had her suspicions that Mark was being unfaithful to her with another friend of hers. Yes, the schoolwork was intense and difficult, and despite her being so charming, this caused her on more than one occasion to be snippy or bratty to her other classmates. But Stephanie did not worry about this. Things would work themselves out. They always seemed to for girls who had it all, like her... One rocky living situation after another led her to have ask her mother if she could return home while she continued to work and study hard. It was a blow to Stephanie’s ego, but her mother Karen was secretly ecstatic. Karen supposed she should be happy for the strides in adulthood that Stephanie was making, but at times she would be so mad about the passage of time that she would do anything to get her little girl back. She would shake these thoughts from her head, as she already had an 18-month-old chubby baby girl to contend with named Lily. Lily’s father quickly left after Karen gave birth, making Karen all the more protective of her girls. She would use this time to impose motherly control and rules on Stephanie, whether she liked it or not. Plus, she could use a helper with Lily, so Stephanie added “caregiver” to her growing list of responsibilities... Stephanie stared down at Lily sleeping in her crib. She smiled and took a deep whiff of the smells of her baby sister’s nursery. Baby powder, baby wipes and the distinct smell of Pampers danced around her nostrils as she sighed, looking around the pink nursery adorned with infantile motifs of baby Disney characters and Winnie the Pooh. “I wonder what it would be like to be a baby again.” Stephanie wondered out loud as she headed over to the changing table. “No adult responsibilities- just toys, and baby shows and....diapers.” She felt a tingle shoot through her as she caressed the crinkly padding piled high under the changing table, imaging herself wearing it. “Oh sure, it would be SO embarrassing, but it might be kinda fun.” Stephanie bit her finger and looked around nervously. Her little shaved pussy throbbing and juices dripping into her panties, she took a breath and yanked her pants down. Then came her now soaked underwear. And now she stood in her baby sister’s nursery, naked from her bellybutton down, except for a cute pair of socks, ready to do something girls her age should not even be considering... Stephanie grabbed one of Lily’s diapers and a bottle of baby powder and placed it deliberately on top of the changing table. She took a big breath, unable to believe she was about to do what she planned to do and hoisted herself up onto the white padded surface. The cool, slick plastic of the changing surface caressing her bare bottom and privates sent another jolt of tingles through her body. Lying on her back she opened the thick diaper and gently fluffed it out to ready it to wear. Just like she did for her baby sister countless times. “If everybody could see me now! I wonder what they would say.” Stephanie again wondered aloud, this time with a chuckle. She bit her lip, lifted her small, perfectly smooth butt and slid the Pampers underneath her. She plopped her tushy down on the waiting, thirsty padding and shuddered as she began to feel more and more like a baby every second. She shook out a liberal amount of sweet-smelling baby powder over her already somewhat infantile looking, perfectly shaved crotch. Her heart was pounding as the mix of nursery aromas and baby sensations brought back feelings of helplessness and memories of daycare. She pulled the diaper up snugly in between her legs and taped it shut tightly against her. She knew from countless shopping trips previously that baby Lily wore the biggest size Pampers available on the market, being a chubby baby and all. The baby diaper fit Stephanie’s slender frame like a glove. She nearly spasmed as she looked down to see Sesame Street characters smiling up and waving at her from the top of the diaper. No, it was HER diaper now. The padding was thick, and almost oppressive, as it pressed securely into her most sensitive areas. The sensation was undeniably babyish. Even slight movements of her butt or legs caused a tell-tale crinkle to emit from her new infant underwear. Her powered pussy encased in her Pampers was dripping with a level of excitement she had never felt before. She was in pure baby bliss. She hopped off the changing table and waddled up to the full-length mirror near Lily’s crib. She was unable to stop herself from toddling, the thick diapers forcing her legs apart and causing an embarrassingly cute cascade of crinkles to follow her as she moved. She looked at herself in the mirror, her large puppy eyes and small figure complimenting her new choice of babyish undergarments. She giggled innocently and smiled as she examined her diapers from all sides. Caressing the outer padding and pulling them up tighter between her legs, she checked out her butt while moaning. Every touch and every movement cause the soft insides of her Pampers to further stroke and rub against her now incredibly sensitive clit, making her purr with pleasure. She looked to her right and glanced down at her still sleeping baby sister. Her gaze shot back to her reflection in the mirror, she popped her thumb in her mouth and in the most babyish voice she could muster exclaimed “More!” She giggled, twirled her hair and began bouncing in place. “More! More! More!” She chirped as she set about the nursery to further enhance her naughty, but incredibly pleasurable experience. Stephanie practically skipped over to Lily’s Winnie the Pooh dresser and threw open the drawers to rummage for more goodies to complete her immersion into babyhood. She practically ripper her halter-top off and unhooked her bra in an instant, letting her pert little breasts bounce free as she did so. She pulled from the dresser the biggest shirt she could find- a nursery yellow My Little Pony shirt featuring cartoon ponies hugging each other on the front. The immature shirt clung to her tightly, barely stretching down to her navel, and holding her small tits close to her chest, making her look flatter than ever. From the top drawer she pulled a small hairbrush and two hair ties with two bright pink plastic balls attached to them. With a sense of urgency, she deftly secured her brown hair into two high pigtails on top of her head. She fished around in the top drawer for a little while longer until she found what she sought, an all-white pacifier with a pink ring on the front of it. She popped in her mouth and almost bit down on the nipple with the surge of pleasure she felt from debasing herself even further from her adult self. She crinkled back up to the full-length mirror with a waddle and gasped at the reflection greeting her. From head to toe she looked every bit a baby- not a day older than her sister Lily. Gone were the fancy suits she wore in the office. Gone were the trendy clothes she wore to stay noticed in college. Gone were the date night dresses she donned to look sexy for her boyfriend Mark. Here she stood completely raw and infantilized for the world. She looked so cute and babyish it was humiliating. She blushed at her appearance and her rosy cheeks only served to make her look MORE like an infant. She looked down and felt her body to make sure it was really her she was looking at in the mirror. She had never felt more infantile or embarrassed. The butterflies in her tummy and the warmth wetness she felt in her private parts signaled to her only one thing...she loved this. End of part 1. I will most definitely be posting more!

The story is about 22 years old Husky named Maike and her 20 years old Bunny boyfriend named Yuyu. Maike developed a strong diaper fetish out of her bedwetting times as a teen and now freshly moved in together with her still pokemon-obsessed boyfriend Yuyu, who is accepting her liking in diapers but doesnt want to get involved in it. This story was my idea but was wrote by two other people. I took some inspiration from the sadly unfinished story "How daring". When the whole story is posted i will add there furaffinity accounts and patreon of the authors. Chapter 1 by PoodlePamps These are so cute! Maike, a red and white husky, thought. Clad in a cushy diaper of her own, she surfed through her notifications on an ABDL art website. Her favorite artists were uploading in rapid succession today. Cute anthro and feral characters in pamps. A lot of the art was wholesome. While others were… Maike exhaled. Some of it was just downright kinky. Art of intense bondage that emphasized helplessness but still showed how poofy and soft the diapers were. Men, women, or both getting dominated by others or by plushies. Or just simple diaper humping. One image, in particular, had her aroused. A short stack Cinderace laying on its back while a beefcake of an Arcanine plowing its butthole through the diaper’s tailhole. She dipped a few fingers into her diaper, playing with herself. In her head, she reimagined that the image was her and her boyfriend. The Arcanine turned into a rabbit slightly shorter than Maike. Meanwhile, the Cinderace turned into her. She moaned and panted as her boyfriend’s diaper humped her own. Maike’s tail wagged as she let out small breaths. My cute little diaper pet. Bet you love getting diapey humps, right? The imaginary version of her boyfriend teased. She nodded, her fingering bringing her closer to the edge. Her imaginary lover and herself, both fantasy and real-life versions, were nearing their climax. Sadly… “AH COME ON! THAT’S FUCKING BULLSHIT!” Maike heard from the living room. Her boyfriend’s outburst left an annoyed expression on her face. In the living room, she saw a grumpy white rabbit watching Pokemon. She hopped over to the couch and sat next to him. “What happened?” Maike asked. “Mega Metagross, a steel-type, was beaten by Pikachu’s Iron Tail, a steel-type move! And Pikachu can control its Z-Move?! Pure plot armor,” Yuyu, Maike’s boyfriend, complained. Right as he replayed the scene, he noticed his girlfriend’s current underwear. Eyebrow raised, he asked, “Diapers? Are you a little too old for that?” Maike smirked, making her way onto his lap. She wrapped her arms around him, wiggling her pamp rump against his crotch. “Maybe but-” Maike kissed her boyfriend’s forehead then finished, “Isn’t Pokemon for little kids?” “Hey!” “Besides,” she side-eyed the laptop, “how’s the job search going? Send any resumes or get any interviews lined up?" The Husky took a delightful chuckle from her boyfriend’s response. “Well, uh… you see… I was uh… about that…” Yuyu stammered on and on incoherently about his failed job search. Recently, thanks to a new job, Maike and Yuyu moved to a new city. The money from her new job dwarfed what they were making prior so Yuyu, naturally, quit his prior job. Sadly, the job search was… going poorly. Either he got a ‘you’re not what we’re looking for’, ‘we’ve found a better-suited candidate but will keep your information on file,’ or, the most disheartening, no reply at all. After a week, Yuyu had, more or less, quit job searching. He still sent an application or two a day to any low-skilled job, though that was just false hope. Fortunately, Maike’s new job paid more than enough to cover their cost of living expenses. Although, Yuyu wished that didn’t include… “How’s about a bet?” Maike proposed, cutting off Yuyu’s thought. “Huh?” “I’ve been thinking and… I want to wear diapers 24/7,” Maike admitted. Yuyu’s eyes widened, speechless as she added, “and I’d love it if my jobless bf joined me. So… if you can find a job before we both end up incontinence, I’ll give up diapers.” “And if you win?” “Then we’re both wearing 24/7!” Maike answered. Yuyu blinked. This… didn’t seem fair. “Wait so all I’m getting the privilege of not wearing diapers when I don’t wear them already. I gonna need a bit more than that,” That was a fair point. As it was, her deal was completely one-sided. She gave it some thought before remembering the various Pokemon plushies he’d had since childhood. Along with her boyfriend’s very adamant fanboyish behavior towards Pokemon. “How’s about a Pokemon-themed apartment? And I’ll even get the largest plush of your favorite Pokemon. Fair?” Maike offered a paw. Yuyu didn’t give it any thought. He simply shook her paw. Maike squealed, smothering her boyfriend with kisses. Oh, this is gonna be so much fun! She thought. But first… When she stopped kissing him, ground rules were laid down. “First, no toilet. I’m gonna buy a lock and some rope so neither of us can use it. Also to keep you from cheating,” Maike softly booped Yuyu’s nose, “I’m gonna get some locking rubber pants so you have to use them.” Yuyu had a pouty expression on his face. Logically, that rule made sense. It would prevent him from just going somewhere else to use the restroom. “Next?” “Second, you can’t change yourself. Only I can change your diapers.” Before Yuyu could interject with a potential problem, Maike continued, “But I will unlock your padding if I have to leave for more than an hour.” Yuyu puffed his cheeks but nodded. At least, he wouldn’t be in a messy or wet diaper for too long. “Any more?” Yuyu asked. Maike’s, already wide, grin got even wider. Her tailed started wagging even faster than before. “Two more. Third, every night while we sleep, I’m gonna play some hypno files that’ll make us slowly lose control.” Yuyu suppressed a grin. Despite what mass media may say through books, movies, tv shows, etc. hypnotism isn’t all too effective. Simply because you cannot hypnotize someone to do something that they don’t want to do. Which left the last rule. Albeit, in retrospect, was pretty oblivious. “If either of us gives up, the one who didn’t give up wins.” Perfect. Yuyu wouldn’t even need to do anything. After a few days, Maike would get sick of this and call it off. Easiest bet I’ve ever won. After the pair shook on it, Maike hurried out of the living room. She then returned with a bottle of baby powder, baby oil, and an opened pack of diapers. “Alright, drop those pants! Our bet begins now!” Maike ordered. Blushing, he slowly took off his pants and then Pokemon-themed underwear. He laid on the couch, eyes closed. It’d been years since he’d last had to wear a diaper. And here he was, trying to win a bet with his girlfriend by wearing diapers. Not exactly how he thought his day would go… “Such a cute widdle bunny!” Maike cooed in a babyish tone. Yuyu scrunched up his face. Wearing a diaper is bad enough but, the babyish prattle felt insulting. Sensing his discomfort, Maike pouted as she slid the diaper underneath him. Yuyu lowered his bottom onto the soft padding. Some combination of a blush and surprise appeared on his face. He’d seen pics of fictional characters in diapers. As well as skimmed through whatever diaper-themed stories Maike texted him. All of them described diapers as being overly soft and thick. Yuyu… felt disappointed. The diaper was certainly soft but it didn’t look too poofy. His disappointed face was met with a scrunched-up face and grunt from Maike. “One day we’ll have fetish-style diapers!” Maike declared with a paw raised to the sky. Yuyu got a little chuckle from this. Sometimes you’re such a dork, Maike, Yuyu thought. Maike, holding a bottle of baby oil, lathered her paws with it. She took her oily paws to his crotch, embedding his groin area. Every stroke of his cock caused it to erect up slightly. Yuyu lightly moaned beneath his breath. He could never understand how, no matter when, Maike’s paws always knew the right way to get him aroused. Not that he was complaining about it in the slightest. It didn’t take long for him to be sporting a full-on erection. The scent of his arousal was strong. Pre-cum shot out of his cock in small spurts. Maike didn’t stop, rubbing her oil and pre-cum soaked paws against his dick. She grinned, saying, “Seems like someone’s enjoying themselves?” Yuyu’s moaned and nodded. He clutched his feet, curling his toes. He could feel himself getting closer to the edge. In a hazy daze, he threw his head back and screamed… “I’M CUM-” he stopped midsentence. Right as he was about to reach an orgasm, Maike stopped. Looking towards her, he saw her now sprinkling baby powder onto his crotch area. The sweet scent of baby powder mixed with his arousal’s scent. He narrowed his eyes while she whistled innocently. That’s for ruining my fantasy, Maike thought maliciously. Though outwardly, she kept an innocent-looking face. Besides, it was much too early for that. But that little taste… would be useful down the line. She tapped the diaper firmly around his waist. Yuyu looked at her with a puzzled face. It was certainly soft. The scent of baby powder wrinkled his nose a little. Getting up, his legs were spread apart slightly. Walking wouldn’t be difficult but he’d have a nice strut. There was also a noticeable crinkle sound whenever he moved. It wasn’t loud but definitely, someone close by could hear it. Honestly, he didn’t see what Maike saw in this. Speaking of which, she looked positively giddy at the sight of her boyfriend in a diaper. “Oh my god, you look so cute! My adorable diaper bunny!” Maike gushed. Yuyu blushed rubbing the back of his head. His discarded pants are thrown onto his lap. Smiling, she ordered, “Come on, we’ve got to go shopping.” “Shopping?” Yuyu asked, confused. Maike sat on the couch, surfing the web on her boyfriend’s laptop. In a matter of minutes, she had a pair of baby blue rubber pants on screen. There was one more noticeable feature. Around the waistband was a rope with a locking accessory. “There’s a shop a couple of miles from here that sells this. So come on, let’s get going!” Maike ordered. He would’ve questioned how she knew to find it so quickly. Or even how she of a nearby place that sold them. Instead, he didn’t. Mostly for fear of the answer. “Damn it, it’s not gonna fit…” Yuyu realized as he struggled to pull his pants up. He could get his pants over the diaper. It was just he couldn’t button his pants or zip them up. Eventually, with help from Maike, he was able to button and zip up his pants. Although, if Yuyu had hoped to keep his diaper a secret, that would be impossible. His bulky padding was visible for all to see. He cringed, proposing, “Yeah… I’m gonna probably wear sweatpants.” After a quick wardrobe change, the pair set off to the store. To Yuyu’s good fortune, the halls of their apartment were clear. The same applied to their building parking garage. Although thanks to their crinkling diapers, he was completely spared any embarrassment. He had noted that Maike had changed her wardrobe too. Though mostly trading in her pants for a skirt that barely hid her diaper. Once they arrived, Yuyu was once again grateful for the near lack of cars. Hopefully, they'd be in and out quickly. For now, he couldn’t help but smile. Maike held his paw, practically skipping with every step, tail wagging. Honestly, Yuyu couldn’t remember a single time she was ever this excited. And… that worried the rabbit. She’s got something planned, he realized. With that thought in mind, he needed to strategize. Once inside, both took in the sight before them. The shop’s interior was roughly the size of a Walmart or Target. As well as a similar layout. Except… replace the things you’d find in a convenience store with fetish gear. Perhaps the closest thing to normal either saw was maternity clothes and medical diapers. Everything else in some way, shape, or form was catered to some kind of fetish. Maike squealed from the sight of it, “OMG, I’ve always wanted to come here!” “And we’re welcome to have you too,” an employee, a brown skunkette, said as she approached them. Besides her nametag reading ‘Fay’, the couple immediately noticed something. Like Maike, she was diapered too in a skirt that barely hid her diaper. Yuyu blinked a few times before asking, “Is it… appropriate for you to be wearing a diaper to work?” “My bosses don’t mind. And,” Fay then held her face in a bashful way. On her face was a lovey-dovey sort of smile, “my wonderful boyfriend adores me wearing them. And just for him I-” Fay stopped herself by lightly slapping her forehead, “Sorry I didn’t mean to be weird. How I can help you two?” “We’re looking for a pair of locking rubber pants or plastic pants,” Maike answered. At this moment, Yuyu smirked maliciously. “Make it two pairs!” Yuyu added. Maike’s heart skipped a beat at Yuyu’s requests. When her tail started wagging again, Yuyu gulped. Despite the smile on his face from Maike’s abrupt kiss, he felt himself sweat a bit. Had he made a mistake? “Well, it’s only fair. It’s no fun if I’m the only dominant one. Oh! We should pick out one for each other,” Maike suggested with a knowing smirk. Yuyu’s ears drooped. Nope, definitely made a mistake. “Well if you need any recommendations, I am more than willing to help,” Fay informed. Maike smiled from ear to ear, gesturing in the direction of the ABDL section. “Lead the way,” During their short walk, Maike gushed over everything she saw. Particularly a wall of wooden paddles. She quickly snatched a paddle off the rack. Or… she would’ve if Yuyu’s stern glare hadn’t made her reconsider. “Spoiled sport,” she grumbled under her breath. Her enthusiasm returned when she saw the ABDL section. All the standard ABDL diapers (Rearz, Tykables, Bambino, etc.), as well medical diapers (Depends, Megamax, etc.), plus some store brand ones. There were displays of playpens, cribs, and bassinets. All sorts of clothes ranging from simple monotone t-shirts and jeans to colorful onesies, overalls, skirtalls, etc. Bottles, juice, milk, and laxatives were in their own aisle. Fay chuckled and Yuyu gently lowered his head. They watched Maike ogled over everything in the area. “Oh, I want this!” Maike, stars in her eyes, pointed to a cute pair of flowery overalls. “But this is so cute!” Now she focused on a purple and red onesie. “I haven’t even heard of this brand!” She marveled over a diaper named ‘Monster Egg Diapers’ with the diapers patterned around dragon eggs. Fay glanced over to the embarrassed Rabbit. She noticed his annoyed expression and his diaper bulging pants. “You’re wearing one too right? I’m a bit surprised-” “Maike and I made a bet. I’m hoping to try and get her out of this diaper fetish,” Yuyu answered. The skunkette employee shrugged her shoulders. She’d heard odder and even outright lies from other patrons. Thinking of her boyfriend, Fay went into another lovey-dovey face. “Just like my boyfriend,” she mumbled, then said out loud, “Perhaps you should give it an honest try. It took some time but my boyfriend absolutely adores keeping me in diapers. He loves playing with his widdle skunky ‘Faye-Faye’.” Ignoring the fact she was with a customer, Fay gave her diaper a firm squeeze. She was wet in more ways than one. Remembering she was at work, Fay straightened her composure. Fay coughed into her paw and said, “All I’m saying is give it a try. Life is too short to not enjoy simple pleasures. And who knows,” she patted Yuyu on his diapered bum. His body stiffed, blushing from the sudden spank. "You may discover something about yourself along the way." Yuyu didn’t have long to process this. Maike returned with some yellow locking rubber pants, a few packs of diapers, and a music box. The music box stood out the most. “Uh…” “It’s a Hypno Music Box. Do I really need to explain what it does?” Fay asked, curious. Yuyu shook his head. Clearly, it would be how Maike would play those Hypno files she mentioned. With her items in tow, Fay led the pair over to a register to pay for their things. Once paid for, Maike and Yuyu were on their way. Although, the rabbit reflected on the last thing “You may discover something about yourself along the way.” Yuyu shook off the thought. It was highly unlikely that he’d go to enjoy diapers. All of this was gonna fail and Maike would give up this weird kink. But once he saw himself in the bathroom, he rethought his chances. Bouncy Bunny Baby is written in sparkly dark blue letters on the seat of his rubber pants. He tried to tug it off but the chain keeping it around his waist was stronger. “Didn’t they have any regular yellow ones?” Yuyu asked. Off to the side, Maike locked the toilet with a rope and some chains. A thick padlock would keep either of them from reaching the toilet. “They did but that looks way cuter,” Maike placed one hind paw on the toilet. She made sure to give Yuyu a full view of her diapered behind. In a cutesy and seductive voice, she said, “How do you feel about my rubber pants?” Written on her bottom was Husky Dumper in bright sparkling letters. No matter how many times it’d happen, she’d always chuckle from Yuyu’s blushing. He rubbed the back of his head, averting his eyes from her. “Well it looks…cute,” Yuyu answered. She wiggled her rump, brushing it against Yuyu’s crotch. His red face, which of course, was Maike’s goal all along. She swiftly turned around and kissed his nose. “Alright, now I’m gonna head off and mail the key to ourselves,” Maike announced. Yuyu raised an eyebrow. Why exactly would… “Just one last measure to keep one of us from cheating.” That grin Maike had all day slipped. It was gonna be difficult to find a shipping rate that would take some time for it to be delivered. Oh well, that was her problem. “Alright, I’ll be back. Gonna head to the post office a few towns over to mail this,” Maike informed. Yuyu nodded. It made sense. Doing this kept it out of their paws. As well as keep this bet to themselves as much as possible. There was also one other caveat to this. Yuyu would be left alone, only able to use his diaper. Maike had the key to his rubber pants and vice versa. When she left, Yuyu shrugged. Simply not using the toilet wouldn’t be hard. For now, he rested on the couch and loaded up his save file of Pokemon Sword. He picked up on his starter-only run with his Scorbunny, now Cinderace. He’d just beaten Milo and was on his way to the next city. Time went on, before he knew it he’d already claimed the third badge against Kabu. The fight was tough but with a Max Airstream and two Max Knuckle, it wasn’t too difficult. Yet, despite all the time that had passed, Maike hadn’t returned. Which wasn’t a good thing considering how much he needed to go. He rushed to the toilet, forgetting it was locked. As well as that the only key to it was in the process of being mailed to their apartment. Although, rather than fight it, Yuyu exhaled. It was going to happen eventually. So he relaxed, applying pressure on his bladder for him to pee. Certainly, a more difficult feat than he realized considering how ingrained potty training is. To help, he stood in front of the toilet with his eyes closed. HISS! A steady stream of pee flowed into his diaper. Yuyu tried to stop it but his body worked against him. His padding absorbed the urine, inflating with every second. Not too absurd fetish levels. Though his diaper did balloon. It swelled, sagging slightly, but didn’t show any signs of leaking. By the time it was done, Yuyu exhaled. He could feel the soggy padding brush against his crotch. The rabbit gently poked it a few times. Then, while groping it, couldn’t ignore how squishy it felt. He fought the urge to keep squishing it. His paws are forced away from his padding. For the moment, he went to his phone. Waiting for him was a text from Maike. I’m sorry. Had to go one state over to mail it. Should be back in an hour or so. Such a text would concern anyone in Yuyu’s situation. Fortunately, due to how close they were to the next state, it would be an hour's drive to and from. Regardless, Yuyu made a face. “Oh, she’s definitely spending the night in that diaper. I don’t care how much she whines,” Yuyu declared. Blushing once more, he sat on the couch. SQUISH! His soggy padding pressed against him. Yet, despite how full it felt, it didn’t leak. While grateful for that, he wasn’t grateful for the budding erection. “Oh god, do I like this stuff?” he wondered. NO! Yuyu shook his head in defiance. If he gave into it now, Maike would never let him live it down. So he grabbed his controller and returned to his game. It was the perfect distraction tool. Even if, once or twice, he gave his padding a firm squeeze. As promised, an hour later, Maike returned. She had a bag of Chinese food in one paw, and a large plush in the other paw. Specifically a Scorbunny plush. The Husky looked at her boyfriend sheepishly, “Sorry about the wait. But I got us your favorite from that Chinese place down the street. And I got you a plush of your favorite Pokemon.” Yuyu turned to her, an eyebrow raised. “Are you trying to buy my forgiveness?” “Is it working?” Yuyu said nothing. He simply took the Scorbunny plush and hugged it. All the while, maintaining a serious face. Maike giggled at how cute he looked. Though that serious face dropped when he realized she saw his swollen diaper. “Someone’s a soggy bun-bun!” Maike teased in a sing-song voice. “Wu-wu-well yeah! What else was I supposed to do when you have my key?!” Yuyu fumed. Maike leaned in and kissed his cheek again. Now that she was closer, he smelt more than just the Chinese. Looking down, he saw a sizable lump in her padding. Now it was his turn to smirk, “For being late, you’re not gonna get a change until tomorrow!” Her jaw dropped! To his surprise though, her tail wagged. Laying the food on the table, she threw her arms around him. “Thank you! I’ve always wanted to sleep in a used diaper!” Maike announced. Yuyu sighed. Of course, that would backfire. She briefly saw his closed laptop and asked, “How many applications have you sent out today?” Yuyu’s ears, if they hadn’t drooped already, drooped. He’d become so caught up in his game and wet diaper that he hadn’t sent out a single one. “Well, ya see…” Yuyu stammered, unable to come up with a reasonable fake number. Thanks to this display, Maike already knew the truth. “Thought so. Well come along and eat, Soggy Bunny-Bun,” Maike said in a sing-song voice. Yuyu grumbled something under his breath but complied nonetheless. After a dinner of shrimp fried rice, chicken and broccoli, and a few spring rolls, it was time for bed. Maike, still in her used padding, wagged her tail as she set up the Hypno Music Box. She inserted one of the discs she bought into the disk drive. Yuyu tilted his head, curiosity piqued. “What’s this Hypno file gonna do?” he asked. Maike flipped over to the back cover of the disc’s case. “This disc plays a universally appealing sound that indulges bedwetting. Constant nightly exposure, more than a week, can make results permanent. Should be used only for pranks,” Maike read. That description was a bit worrying for Yuyu. If it was universally appealing then an avenue of winning went out the window. Then again, remembering how aroused he was in wet padding. It might still work. Regardless, he met Maike’s smirk with narrowed eyes. “Let’s do it!” The file she played was different than what either expected. There wasn’t a voice gently speaking a soothing chant. Soft music, not unlike what a baby mobile or a normal music box might play, was played. Quickly, the pair were lulled into sleep. Both unaware of the consequences of their actions. Chapter Two (and following by Diaper_Plush) “Man...he really used another Swords Dance instead of Baton Passing?” Yuyu chuckled under his breath, wearing a sardonic smile of disbelief as he watched the streamer’s Mawile faint from the opposing Pokémon's high roll. “Very, very greedy. That’s gonna be a lot of cleanup. I wonder if he wipes here...” The white-furred rabbit rubbed his chin, watching the Nuzlocke challenge with renewed interest. He couldn’t help but wondered if the streamer had ‘thrown for content’, as the meme so often said. Yuyu should’ve been looking for places to apply for work instead of watching people play videogames online, but...he’d already received five different rejection letters this week so far, and there was only so much disappointment that he could handle. He’d stop slacking off a little later tonight. He just wanted to spend some time doing the things that he liked for a little while. On the subject of things that he liked...as he leaned back in his chair, the garment he wore underneath his shorts gave an audible rustle, along with a simultaneous squeak. He was in the midst of a bet with his girlfriend, a beautiful, red-furred husky by the name of Maike. Between the two of them, Maike was the one who far and away enjoyed wearing adult diapers on the daily more. Yuyu didn’t completely loathe the idea of wearing the crinkly garments—which, of course, was why he’d been suckered into this bet in the first place—but neither was he completely in love with the idea of either of them wearing full-time. But, that was exactly what the bet was about. Maike had been the one to lie down the rules. A few days ago, they’d started wearing diapers around the clock, with the toilet strictly off-limits. The boyfriend was also required to wear a pair of locked rubber pants around the clock, which was the source of the frequent squeaks that came from under his clothes. Maike had the only key to the rubber pants, and therefore, her boyfriend had no choice other than to soil himself and not cheat on the challenge. The way that they’d get out of wearing and using them would be for Yuyu to find a job before they both ended up becoming incontinent and reliant on the disposable underwear, at which point they’d likely be doomed to wear them forever—something that really only appealed to the husky. And if the rabbit was able to find work before he permanently lost control over his bladder and/or bowels, then Maike would treat him to a wide variety of Pokémon merchandise to basically overhaul the apartment in which they lived. And, since Pokémon was far and away Yuyu’s favorite franchise to ever exist, it seemed like a bit of a sucker’s bet. Even if it took a while, the bunny was certain that he’d be able to get a job somewhere before he became dependent on these weird, crinkly undergarments. Then, he’d have a Pokémon-themed apartment, and he’d never have to pee in another diaper ever again. For him, it was a win-win! His tall, rounded ears twitched as he heard movement coming from the hallway. He muted his stream and looked over his shoulder, seeing his girlfriend stepping into his man cave—or, as she called it, the ‘geek room’. The husky had a sweater on over her pink blouse, and a knee-length skirt that concealed her diaper well. Maike had taken to wearing skirts much more often since their bet had began the other day, as it allowed for easier diaper checks—just like how she was the only one who could change Yuyu, the same was true vice versa. While the rabbit had initially shied away from the idea of changing his girlfriend’s diaper, especially the messy ones, it had actually turned out to be a lot of fun. He’d even given her an orgasm or two in the middle of previous diaper changes. Diapers were a very large part of her kinky, sexual side, after all. “Hey, Yuyu! I’ve gotta make a quick run to the store. There’s some stuff that we have to stock up on.” Yuyu narrowed his eyes curiously. “What could we possibly need, Maike?” he inquired, suspecting that he already knew the answer. “Wipes? Powder? More packs of diapers?” To his surprise, Maike snickered and shook her head. “No, silly butt! Not every shopping trip is diaper-related, you know. Even though I'm sure that’s what you’d prefer.” “H-hey wait, you’re the one who—” “It’s just a routine grocery run,” the husky stated, her diaper rustling loudly as she wagged her tail. Unlike her boyfriend, she didn’t wear anything locked over her padding, since she was the one who enjoyed wearing and using them every chance that she got. “Dinner and lunch stuff, mostly. Anything specific that you can think of that we need?” Yuyu licked his lips, pushing aside his bashfulness about being accused of enjoying the act of soiling his diapers. Even though she hadn’t directly said that, he suspected that it was exactly what Maike was trying to imply. “I think we’re running low on milk,” he said, after thinking for a moment. “Almond milk, please, not the nasty regular stuff that expires in three hours after opening it. That’s the only thing I can think of.” “Got it!” hummed Maike, already on her way out of the room. Yuyu quickly stood up, his legs spread apart by his bulky undergarments. “Do you want me to come with you?” he offered to his girlfriend. “Nope, that’s okay!” the canine answered, continuing towards the front door, though Yuyu continued after her. Her skirt flared up every couple of steps, giving him a momentary glimpse of her diaper. Her purse, once she’d shouldered it, hung down towards her skirt, which would help to keep it smoothed down in public. “It’ll be quick and easy, I should be back within an hour.” Yuyu pursed his lips, smirking as he reached out to lift up his girlfriend’s skirt, giving the crinkly padding in between her legs a few groping squeezes to check it. Though it was still quite dry, he couldn’t help but tease her by saying, “Well, what if you need your diaper changed?” Maike flicked an ear, hesitating for several moments. She knew the implications of his question. What if she had a significantly large accident in her diaper that rendered it very difficult to conceal? The both of them hadn’t risked much public contact since starting their mutual challenge, since they hadn’t needed to go much farther than their apartment complex’s mailbox, which they took in shifts. But the grocery store was quite an adventure—and one that Maike had undoubtedly been looking forward to. Yuyu wouldn’t be surprised if she wanted someone to notice that she was wearing a diaper like a big baby, though he wasn’t sure if this was entirely the truth. She stuck her tongue out at him, swishing her tail playfully. “Then you’ll just have to change me when I get home! I’ll text you if I need anything, okay?” “And I'll do the same if I think of something else that we need,” Yuyu agreed, nodding to his girlfriend. “Drive safe!” Maike gave him a thumbs-up, playfully flashing her diapered bottom at him as she left the apartment. The rabbit snickered as he returned to his stream. He fully expected the husky to return home in a rather full diaper, once the breakfast that he’d laced with laxatives took effect. He hadn’t been expecting her to go out so soon after eating their first meal of the day, but he was thrilled that she had. A helpless, public messing would be just the thing that the husky needed to realize that wearing and needing diapers all day, every day wasn’t quite as appealing as it sounded... ---------------- Maike was humming a song under her breath as she pulled into the parking lot of the local grocery store. It was the one that was closest and most convenient to shop at, though the prices tended to be somewhat steeper than the supermarket in the next town over. Typically, the extra cost of gas outweighed the savings that would be made for a long excursion, so they saved said supermarket for extra-large shopping trips; as it stood, Maike and Yuyu only needed a few items today, so the local store would serve just fine. The canine licked her lips as she shut her car’s engine off, quickly glancing around to ensure that no one was nearby as she lifted her skirt, checking to make sure that she hadn’t had an absentminded accident in her diaper yet. Thankfully, the padding remained white, the picture of a cartoonish lion upon her crotch remaining unfazed about the fate it could suffer at any moment. As she’d left the apartment, she had tried to put on a brave face in front of her boyfriend—who, while generally very supportive of her and her interests, wasn’t too keen on the thought of her staying in diapers permanently. It wasn’t a complete turn-off for him, but it often threw him for a loop when he grabbed her butt or pulled off her pants to find a diaper wrapped around her waist. She usually abstained from them when she knew things were going to turn intimate between them, but she did quite enjoy the look of surprise that crossed his face whenever he discovered her crinkly underwear. That being said, this was a big step for her. She rarely went out in public with a diaper on underneath her outfit, especially not to somewhere as crowded as a grocery store. While she was comfortable wearing them around someone who was aware and okay with it, the thought of someone catching a glimpse of her crinkly underwear was something that unnerved her greatly. She’d spent all of her life worried about what people might think about her if they discovered something about her that they didn’t like—even though coming out to her boyfriend about her interest in the ABDL scene was something that had to happen, it had still been a bigger step than she’d ever taken before. He was the only one who knew about this side of her, and she wanted to keep it that way for now. Especially when strangers were concerned. She took a deep breath as she grabbed her purse off of her passenger seat and stepped out of the car, locking it behind her. “I can do this...I can do this,” she murmured quietly to herself, making sure that her skirt remained down as a faint breeze blew by. The sooner she got into the store, the sooner she could get things over and done with. Hoping that the faint rustling of her diaper was audible only to herself, Maike chewed on her lip and made her way to the store’s entrance, focusing hard on keeping a waddle out of her stride. There weren’t too many people close by in the parking lot, but she knew that would change as soon as she stepped foot in the store. “Alright...here we go...” she whispered, the automatic doors opening as she drew near to them. There was no turning back now. Not until she had what she came for. She fished her phone out of her pocket as she went to retrieve a shopping cart from the repository. She hadn’t been planning on texting her boyfriend already, but she could use whatever distraction she could find to still her racing heart. ‘This is scarier than I thought it’d be,’ she typed out on her digital keyboard, keeping an eye ahead of her as she made her way towards the first aisle, pushing her cart largely with her chest as she texted. ‘I’ve never worn in public before.’ She wondered how Yuyu would respond to her message. Would he try to reassure and encourage her? Would he tease and torment her further? Call her brave, or call her a diapered baby-butt? She knew that she’d only have to wait for a minute or two, since he was usually glued to his phone. Still, though, the anticipation was killing her. She was searching for the bread that they typically ate when her phone buzzed in her pocket, prompting her to pull it out once more. ‘Welcome to the 24/7 life, like you wanted,’ Yuyu had responded in one message, though an ellipses icon said that he was still typing. The message she received a few moments later read, ‘Don’t worry yourself, Maike. People aren’t going to look for you wearing a diaper unless you try shoving it under their noses.’ The husky glanced around fervently, worried that someone was close enough to see the word ‘diaper’ on her phone’s screen, as if it stood out any more than the rest of their message history. Keeping her device close to her chest, she hastily texted back, ’I know, I know. I’ll be careful.’ Maike returned her focus to the task at hand after sending the message, though she felt a bit bad about being so curt with her boyfriend. She hadn’t expected her nerves to be as on edge as they were right now. She was sure that he’d understand, if he was even upset by her response in the first place. The husky retrieved the bread that they needed—as luck would have it, it was on a lower shelf, prompting her to slowly bend her knees to lower herself down without risking her skirt flagging up—placed it in her cart, and continue down the aisle. She grabbed peanut butter along the way, since they seemed to go through it a lot faster than jelly. Then, she made a U-turn to make her way down the second aisle. This was how she usually did her shopping trips, weaving down each and every row of goods and grabbing what she needed along the way, essentially walking through every part of the store before checking out. Today’s trip, however, was going to feel very long, with the canine constantly worrying that her diaper was somehow peeking out from underneath her long skirt. Things went as any other normal shopping excursion would for the next several aisles, with the exception of Maike becoming noticeably tense whenever she passed someone by—which, in hindsight, was probably the last thing that she wanted to do if she wanted to appear like any other casual customer. As she was picking out a few frozen meals for nights that neither she nor her boyfriend felt like cooking, humming one of the catchy tunes to his Pokémon shows that sometimes wound up stuck in her head, she felt a sudden warmth that was quite out of place in the midst of the cold aisle of freezers. It was a warmth that she knew very, very well. Centralized around her crotch, rapidly spreading around her inner thighs, creeping up her bottom. All accompanied by a faint trickling sound that was just barely audible to her sharp hears amidst the humming of the coolers around her. Maike’s eyes went wide, her jaw going slightly slack as she stood very still, staring at the frozen dinners in front of her, the cool mist from the freezer washing over her body. She was peeing. But she hadn’t even felt that she’d needed to go. She was having an accident. And she couldn’t stop herself! Her heart hammering in her chest, she glanced to either side of her as she spread her legs ever so slightly, biting her lip as her diaper became warm and squishy underneath her skirt. Thankfully, the only other people in the aisle were a pair of families, each at opposite ends of the row. This meant that she was free to pee her diaper in peace, but...she couldn’t believe that this was happening! She was having a real, public accident! It must’ve been the combination of nerves that she’d been feeling, along with the hypnosis files that she and her boyfriend had been listening to every night since they’d started their challenge, and had only half been expecting them to even work. Well, they certainly worked—but of all the places to find this out, why did it have to be here!? The husky let her breath out slowly, shivering from the cold freezer and the relief of voiding her bladder involuntarily. Realizing she’d been standing and staring straight ahead for the better part of a minute now, she hastily grabbed up two of the frozen meals that were ‘buy one, get one free’ at the moment, stepping back to her cart to put them inside and continue along as if nothing had happened. But with each step that she took, she could feel exactly what had happened. Her diaper had become swollen from her pee, and it felt as though a warm, wet towel had been tucked in between her legs. It felt amazing, of course—she enjoyed wetting her diapers in private very much, and it often led to intimate times between herself and a vibrating toy. But the shock of having an accident in public hadn’t worn off just yet, and her heart was thumping hard as she continued into the next aisle, praying that her waddle wasn’t as obvious as she thought it was. Thankfully, she could see in some reflective surfaces that her soaked diaper wasn’t sagging down underneath her skirt, but she imagined that there was less room to work with before it would become visible. Bending the wrong way, her tail catching the garment as it swished, absentmindedly rubbing at her upper leg...there were many, many things that could happen to expose her secret. Not sure whether she was seeking comfort or further thrills, she whipped out her phone to text Yuyu again, chewing on her tongue as she typed, ‘Well, I think the hypno stuff works. Totally peed myself like a pup a minute ago.’ She continued moving through the aisles, holding her breath as she passed by other shoppers, hoping that no one with a particularly sharp nose would catch the mingling scents of plastic, powder, and piddle as she walked by. They were scents that she knew just as intimately as her own—and, well, the combination of all of them together wasn’t terribly uncommon. Her phone buzzed as she made a detour to the produce section, trying to determine which variety of apple would be the best to purchase at this time. The text she received from Yuyu made her brow narrow with suspicion. ‘Peed your padding again, huh? So...are you ONLY wet?’ She bit her lip, her thumbs hovering over the digital keyboard as she tried to think of a response to the unusual inquiry. It wasn’t normal for Yuyu to ask something like that, even since they’d started their bet. In fact, she usually had to shove her diaper under his nose—to quote his earlier text message—in order to get something as simple as a check. Why would he suddenly be so interested in whether or not she’d done more than wet herself? Was it just because she was having a public outing? Or was there— Grrrrrgle. The sudden pressure in her abdomen nearly made the husky drop her phone. She looked around hastily, mildly relieved that no one had seemed to hear the abrupt, strange noise that her stomach had just created. But her body was soon crying out for a very different form of relief. Trembling, she hastily, instinctively drove her cart over to an area that wasn’t as crowded, which happened to be near the bananas. The hypnosis tapes were only supposed to induce wetting, not messing! She tried not to pant as she stood rooted to the spot, feeling as though she would completely lose control over her bowels if she took one more step. What on earth had she eaten? All she’d had today was waffles for breakfast, provided by her boyfriend... Maike’s heart sank as she put two and two together. Yuyu had made her breakfast, and now was wondering if she’d only wet herself, seemingly out of the blue...he’d laced her food with laxatives! At just about the same time she’d made the realization, she knew that there was no holding back what was about to happen. She inhaled sharply, her tail going rigid as the muscles of her abdomen contracted harshly, setting things into motion. She crouched down, unable to stop herself from doing so as she lost control of her bowels, though she tried to disguise this as her lowering herself to the ground to fidget with her shoelaces. Hopefully, anyone nearby would simply assume that she was tying her shoes...and not filling the seat of her diaper. Maike’s blood felt cold, her head light, her heart racing as she pushed a warm, heavy load into the back of her soggy diaper. Much like wetting herself, she’d messed herself more times than she cared to count. She’d made a habit of scrunching up her face, puffing out her cheeks, and moaning loudly and obviously whenever she made her padding mushy. It was something that made her feel small, and she always enjoyed the immediate results very much, even if the cleanup that later ensued was less than glamorous. Having her boyfriend change her diaper and doing it in return for him was a lot easier than trying to change her own. Now, she was messing herself in public. And she had to make a very deliberate effort to not make a show of it, to not puff out her cheeks or moan loudly or stick her butt out as far as she could make it go. All while the seat of her diaper grew warmer, mushier, and heavier with each passing moment, with a foul odor already beginning to rise into the air around her. The husky shivered, continuing to fidget with her shoelaces, praying that no one would come near her until she’d finished having her accident. Her blood wasn’t entirely frozen anymore—her cheeks felt hot enough to start a fire, aglow with her embarrassment. Even though she was in the very midst of doing it, she couldn’t believe that she was pooping her diaper in the middle of the store! Where people could see her! On the drive, she’d been toying with the idea of maybe wetting herself just a little bit if she found an unoccupied aisle, until that decision had been made for her. And now, this! All because she thought that her boyfriend was being nice for her by making breakfast for them! The nerve...! Shivering again, Maike let out a breath as she felt that she’d finally finished having her second accident in the span of a few minutes. She slowly rose back to her feet, her mouth dry as she looked around, hoping that no one had seen what had just happened. Even though she’d been as discreet as she could’ve possibly been, it still felt like she’d put on quite the display that was easily noticeable to any onlookers. Thankfully, it seemed to be all in her head—none of the other shoppers in the produce area, nor the employees, had batted an eye. So, she hadn’t been caught. Not yet. Now, there was the matter of finishing her shopping trip and driving back home in a very wet, very messy diaper without anyone noticing the garment sagging heavily underneath her skirt. It felt incredibly warm, and the squishing that resulted from each step that she took must’ve been audible to someone other than herself. It felt amazing, but utterly embarrassing and terrifying at the same time—all three emotions compounding and feeding off of one another to make them each feel far stronger than they actually were. Maike took several deep breaths as she tried to steady her heartbeat, feeling her mush smushing around on her backside as she finished up in the produce area. Her hands trembling, she pulled out her phone once more. Biting her lip, she managed to finally respond to Yuyu’s inquiry about whether or not she was only wet. ‘Um...not anymore...’