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The Curse of the Diaper pt.11
Lucy and Mai's accidents had become more consistent. During the day even Lucy had lost control of her bladder - and Mai had began bowel incontinence. Luckily none of their incidents had happened whilst Rosie was in the room, but they had had to go and buy heavily padded adult pampers, forming a large bulge in their clothes. They were no closer to finding out what was causing their accidents, and now it was their last day. After a change of two heavily soaked pampers (the girls had now always opted to changing each other because it gave them intense arousal and was just easier) they came downstairs. Still Josephine wasn't there.
'Is she really still ill?' began Lucy, taking a slurp of coffee.
'Yeah,' said Mai, 'it seems like she has the plague or something!'
'Oh, she'll be fine,' reassured Rosie, a smile forming on her face, 'you'll be seeing her very soon.'
Lucy suddenly looked alerted. It was only when Mai caught the smell that she realised Lucy was wriggling her little finger - their secret code for when one of them had "gone".
'Oh - sorry,' rushed Mai abruptly, helping Lucy out of the chair in her messy state, 'we have to go.'
'A - Are you two OK?'
'Yes, f - fine - oh!'
BLART! Mai was suddenly joining her friend's situation as she doubled over, exposing her diaper through the bottom of her skirt to Rosie as she began to push out a steady flow of poop.
'No! Please...' But it seemed her bowels wouldn't listen. She was filling her pamper involuntarily and had no way to stop it - worse still, two of her best friends had front row seats to the filthy event!
Taking steady breaths, shakily making her way back to a stance, back to her bearings, her cheeks burning red, readying to explain to Rosie their embarrassing situation, Mai realised she was not in the kitchen like before. Instead, she stood beside Lucy, and was in a giant nursery! And then, like it wasn't bad enough, like she wasn't confused enough, Josephine was crawling about before them, the stiff aroma catching their noses of a heavily used pamper. Rosie stood at the head of the room, her smile giving them every bit of information about what was going to happen next. Lucy and Mai exchanged a look of horror, and gripped hands tight.
Lucy and Mai's accidents had become more consistent. During the day even Lucy had lost control of her bladder - and Mai had began bowel incontinence. Luckily none of their incidents had happened whilst Rosie was in the room, but they had had to go and buy heavily padded adult pampers, forming a large bulge in their clothes. They were no closer to finding out what was causing their accidents, and now it was their last day. After a change of two heavily soaked pampers (the girls had now always opted to changing each other because it gave them intense arousal and was just easier) they came downstairs. Still Josephine wasn't there.
'Is she really still ill?' began Lucy, taking a slurp of coffee.
'Yeah,' said Mai, 'it seems like she has the plague or something!'
'Oh, she'll be fine,' reassured Rosie, a smile forming on her face, 'you'll be seeing her very soon.'
Lucy suddenly looked alerted. It was only when Mai caught the smell that she realised Lucy was wriggling her little finger - their secret code for when one of them had "gone".
'Oh - sorry,' rushed Mai abruptly, helping Lucy out of the chair in her messy state, 'we have to go.'
'A - Are you two OK?'
'Yes, f - fine - oh!'
BLART! Mai was suddenly joining her friend's situation as she doubled over, exposing her diaper through the bottom of her skirt to Rosie as she began to push out a steady flow of poop.
'No! Please...' But it seemed her bowels wouldn't listen. She was filling her pamper involuntarily and had no way to stop it - worse still, two of her best friends had front row seats to the filthy event!
Taking steady breaths, shakily making her way back to a stance, back to her bearings, her cheeks burning red, readying to explain to Rosie their embarrassing situation, Mai realised she was not in the kitchen like before. Instead, she stood beside Lucy, and was in a giant nursery! And then, like it wasn't bad enough, like she wasn't confused enough, Josephine was crawling about before them, the stiff aroma catching their noses of a heavily used pamper. Rosie stood at the head of the room, her smile giving them every bit of information about what was going to happen next. Lucy and Mai exchanged a look of horror, and gripped hands tight.
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