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The Curse of the Diaper pt.3

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The Curse of the Diaper pt.3

Josephine, after a long, deep sleep, awoke. Propping herself up on both arms, she realised that Rosie was nestled warmly in bed. It was peculiar how Rosie had retired to bed at 7pm last night and, whatever the time was now, was still sleeping. Nevertheless, Josephine carried out her previous routine of meandering down the stairs in her hung-over state, then making herself a cup of intense coffee.
  Slouched over on a metal stool waiting for the kettle to hiss, she heard the sound of someone skipping down the stairs.
  'Morning!' Said Rosie merrily, humming a joyful tune to herself.
  'Morning,' replied Josephine glumly.
  In spite of the fact that Josephine had told herself to wash her mind of all inquiries of Rosie, she noticed a vague bulge in the sweat pants that she had chosen to wear. Josephine studied it for a second, before her thought was cut off by the abrupt hiss of the kettle.
  'C - Coffee?' Josephine asked politely.
  'No fanks - thanks.' Rosie smiled innocently.
  Minutes later a dishevelled Mai and Lucy ambled down the stairs, immediately startled by Rosie's liveliness. She had switched on Barney the Dinosaur arguably out of routine, then, on being told angrily by Mai, switched it over to MTV.
  'You were right last night,' said Mai, taking a large slurp of her coffee, 'there is something different about Rosie; I want to kill her.'
  'I think she's just immune to hangovers,' said Josephine.
  Today, at least, Rosie was wearing the considerably normal sweat pants (with that odd bulge) and a blue tank top.
  That day went quite smoothly; they went on a nice walk around the new area, taking in the beautiful fresh air; decided to have a picnic outside; and, as always, chatted. The only irritating thing was that Rosie was even more ignorant today - but it was strange, because one second she was joining in and spilling information excitedly - then the next she stared into space. Every now and then she even lost her balance and fell onto her bottom, drooling uncontrollably. Despite Rosie's excuses of joking around, Josephine's suspicions had resurfaced considerably, and were growing.
  Later that night they were gathered around an ordered pizza, picking stringy pieces for themselves, when there was a loud fart.
  'Rosie, was that you?' Said Lucy, concerned.
  Rosie tried to cover a gasp as a relaxed but stressed expression overwhelmed her face. She struggled to her feet.
  'I - I'm just going to the bathroom,' she said, attempting to seem calm but obviously horrified. She ambled away, gasping as she walked lop-sidedly. Josephine noticed that the bulge in her sweatpants had grown largely.
  'Looks like she's shit herself,' joked Mai, continuing on a piece of pizza.
  Josephine knew this was her chance to catch what was going on. 'I'm going to see if she's OK,' she lied. Josephine followed Rosie quickly but subtly through the slender corridor. Rosie took a peek backward before she closed the door, but Josephine was hiding behind a wall. She carefully crept up to the door, resting her ear silently on it.
  'Please stop this!' Said a terrified Rosie. 'I've just pooped my diaper in front of my friends!'
  Josephine's face dropped. She wore diapers? And who was she talking to? She pressed her ear in closer, to hear the same voice of Rosie, except she seemed to be imitating a deep-voiced man.
  'You will not be free until you do the deed!'
  Rosie sighed. Josephine heard her fall to the floor with a plastic-like crinkle; presumably her diaper.
  'How does I take dis' fing off?' Said an illiterate Rosie, followed by more angry crinkles. Josephine felt like she was at some sort of impressionist act, Rosie able to pull off a deep-voiced man and small girl. Josephine took a deep breath, and pressed the door open.
  'Oh my god,' she breathed, eyeing a cute Rosie, hugged around her waist a swollen diaper smudged with dark brown around the bottom. She lay on the floor, struggling at the straps. Rosie, startled at the sudden events, leapt to her feet.
  'This is your chance!' Rosie murmured in her deep-man voice. She stood trembling for a second. 'O - OK,' she replied in her normal voice. 'I'm so sorry about this Josephine.'
  Josephine stared at Rosie, perplexed. Rosie picked up her sweatpants and tugged a small sack out of its pocket. She shakily took a handful and tossed some powder onto Josephine - instantly coughing and spluttering - her eyes throbbing - the world faded into blackness.
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1o1o1dash's avatar
In all honesty my accent goes with "How does i take dis thing off?"