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Diaper tf 6
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Life in a small city isn't the worst thing in the world. Just large enough to get lost in a crowd. But still small enough that you can recognize most of the people that live on your block. People wave to each other, don't spy, or try to steal your garbage cans. Most often the worst thing that might happen is one or two nights a year the local teens toilet paper your tree. Or duck tape every mailbox in a square mile closed. Good times! Good times....
People still have various types of jobs in a small city of course, good ones, bad ones. Often times they have jobs with parents, or in the case of some of the luckier few, jobs with friends. Jobs that don't drain the life out of you slowly till you're an angry husk of a human. Meadow is one such person. Right out of high school she got lucky enough to invest her college fund in a startup a fellow classmate had started. And it was starting to look like she had hit the jackpot.
It was a Friday, which tries to be sneaky after Thursday and make you feel better about yourself. Not as good at it as Saturday, but Saturday has the dread of Sunday after it. Wait... Where was I? Back to the characters of our story. It was a Friday, and the two of them were working in Andrea's basement. Which was the current base of operations for their company. If asked, they both said they packaged and sold medical supplies. Which was close enough to the truth to not be a lie. But the reality of what they sold was something else.
Coochie Coo's, the worlds cutest adult diaper. "We give your ass CLASS!", was the odd pitch on their web site. Meadow had lost count of the number of packs she had closed over the time she had helped start it. Even now she had forgotten how many she had sealed just an hour or two ago. She looked over at Andrea, in final packing, and almost smiled at how quick she could assemble the packing boxes. It almost looked like magic how she rotated them up, and gave them a squeeze. Then with barely a pop, a large or medium sized shipping box was formed. The boxes themselves came plain. Which was a plus. Their clients didn't like people knowing exactly what they were ordering. Meadow turned back to her work. She could see the blue base of her sorting cart and knew she didn't have more then ten or fifeteen minutes left on her side.
She went back to her day dreaming. Something that was easy to do in this situation. She did a quick count of ten diapers. Stacked them. Set them in the packer, and boom! Another eight bucks in their pockets. "Why did it have to be diapers?" She wondered again for the billionth time. It wasn't so bad. They were making money, crazy money. They only worked twenty hours a week, and they still pulled in thousands. And that was after taxes, expenses, and withholding. Another ten diapers bundled. Another eight bucks. She looked over at her business partner and smiled again, but for a different reason. When she moved just right she could she her undies. The reminder made her hum as she waited for it.
With a sudden turn there was a flash of white at Andrea's waist. Just an instant. But enough for Meadow to know what she had seen. She turned back to her job. More sure now. The first few weeks had been the strangest. After getting the wrapping machine into the walk-in basement Andrea had rolled a large bin of their product out of another room and they had started getting everything set perfect. They had even setup the website themselves. No use explaining to the neighbors what they were doing, or having a local know what they were selling. Meadow had been worried at first that there wouldn't be enough customers in the entire world for what they sold because it was so odd.
But that worry died after their second week open, and their first Five hundred packs sold. At a dollar per diaper, and ten diapers per pack she knew Andrea was onto something. Now months in, and the only thing that she worried about was the amount of customers they were potentially losing due to the only flaw in Andrea's business plan. "Only one size of diaper. And only one very cute girlish style...." She thought to herself. The first several months she didn't really care. Everything was so new. And the money had been rolling in.
Reviews on their web page were off the charts. They had enough product to run contests. To even help sponsor some fetish sites. Now, back in the present, packing her last ten diapers, Meadow blushed as she remembered Andrea showing her the few forums the company was helping to pay for. "So that's why we had to pose in them...." She had said. The first week Andrea had set up a camera and taken pictures with them both wearing their product. "From the navel down thankfully..." She remembered
They kept their eyes on their reviews. Everything was five star. From the quality, the thickness, the ability to hold up with rough use. To several other odd qualities the diaper fetish people liked. The biggest complaint was that they only came in one size. The next that they only came in one design. And if you weren't a sissy, or a girl you weren't happy. Now Meadow was ready to try and change that. It had taken months. But she thought she knew why there was only one size. The size that Andrea fit so well. "That has to be it. I can see she wears...." She said softly to herself.
A few minutes later her bin was finally empty. And that meant it was quitting time. But she would first go over and help seal boxes with Andrea, maybe try to start the conversation gently. So there would be no fight this time. She pulled off her hair net, and face mask. Then changed her gloves. Part of working with things that needed to be kept clean, meant working in an almost clean room type setting.
But the packing belt only ran ten feet towards another area, and through a clear plastic curtain. Into another section of the room, one that only needed gloves since the product was already sealed. So she didnt have to worry about a long walk. She came up on Andrea and wrapped an arm around her. "All done on my end. Need any help?"
Andrea looked up, the smile plastered on her face almost seemed to be there every second that she was working here. "Nah, this is the last box out today. The rest can go in back stock."
Meadow nodded and started moving the packs towards a small area with several bulky shelves. "Not as many left over today. Gonna be another six hour Monday if we don't come in on Sunday and pack." She said while she worked.
"I'll do some tommorrow when I'm down here sorting the new diaper drop." Andrea said. She sounded almost bored as she said it.
Meadow had heard that plenty of times. "I don't have anything going on, why don't I come over and help, we can get it done even faster with the two of us."
Andrea waved her off, "Nope. That's my job. I know you want to know where I get these. But it's my secret. I don't need you going into business by yourself do I!"
Meadow had moved the last pack, she casually walked back to the shipping counter and sat down. "They're really getting pissy you know...."
Andrea shot her a glance. She knew what she was talking about. And she was tired of hearing about it. "I don't care. We've got enough customers right now. Any more and this becomes a full time job."
"Then we just hire more. Pearl, Mary, or we can run an ad. I bet we can find at least a few of those AB diaper people close enough to work here. For what we could pay they'd be able to buy a damn house in town if they needed to move."
Andrea sighed. "Look. We've been over this. It's just not in the cards. Just hiring another person isn't what we would need. I told you, I'm done talking about this. Every week it's the same shit."
"We need to have other sizes Andrea! Not just something you can fit in!" Meadow finally said, a little louder then she meant.
Andrea blushed. "It's not about that!"
Meadow crossed her arms in front of her. "Look I know about it. It's okay. I don't care what you do in your free time. Or what you get off on. But this is our business. And we need to serve our customers or we're gonna get people pissed off at us."
Andrea laughed nervously. "What are you talking about? You know about what?"
"Yeah." She didn't want to say it. But she heard herself blurting it out anyways. "Sometimes when you turn, or bend over I can see you're wearing some kind of diaper." Andrea just stared at her, so she continued. "I know it's not one of ours, so it's not some kind of product test. Plus your office smells just like the scent we use in our diapers. I went in there once for rubber bands, and I could tell it was coming from around your chair. I don't care what you want to wear, but I don't want this fetish of yours to hurt the bottom line. I'm half of this company! I'm tired of you refusing to do anything about this!"
She expected Andrea to get upset. To start yelling at her. But instead she started laughing for real. After several moments she was composed enough to finally speak, "You don't know the half of it."
Meadow was surprised to feel her own anger well up and push her over the edge. "Laugh it up fur ball. I don't care. If you dont want to do it then I want to exercise my right as an owner to sell my share and quit! I won't be a part of this if you refuse to even negotiate with me." She kicked a leg to the counter and turned towards the stairs. "Have Mike call me on Monday. I want a complete report on our finances."
Andrea followed her up the steps. "Really? You're going to leave the best job you ever had? For what? We barely put in twenty hours a week here, and we still make enough to retire in a few years. What the fuck are you going to do?"
"I've saved plenty. More then enough to restock my college fund. I guess I'll go to school. Make something of myself." She turned back to Andrea, "And you can stay here and wear all the fucking diapers you want. Fuck you. Fuck your stupid diapers to!" She started to open the front door.
Andrea reached out and pushed it closed, then held it there. "Wait! You can't leave. This company is you and me. I don't want to do this with anyone else!" She sounded sincere and desperate.
Meadow pushed her away from the door and wrenched it open, slamming it into the wall. She was done with listening and finding excuses. She could still hear Andrea's laugh. "I said fuck you. I'm done with this shit. Find another investor. Find another worker, whatever! I don't care!" She stepped out, and walked as fast as she could to her car. She looked over her shoulder twice, making sure she wasn't being followed. But Andrea never left the house. As she pulled away, one last look told her she hadn't even closed the front door.
Meadow spent the next two days relaxing at home. Refusing to even think about her friend or the business she was walking away from. Her phone rang twice before she shut it off. Monday found her crawling from bed just before ten. Before even getting out she had her phone in her hand and was dialing the number for their lawyer. His receptionist answered on the second ring and put her through. "Mike... It's Meadow, I'm calling to see when Andrea setup the meeting to discuss finances."
"Finances? Wait, what? Was I supposed to get a call?" He said.
She rubbed her head. "I kind of knew this was going to happen. We're splitting up the business. I'm getting out. I told her to call you."
"Well...." He sounded like he was about to say something unpleasant. "I can have John set something up for later in the week. I've got two big cases right now. But I'm sure I can fit you two in. Make sure she calls, we need her there. I'm sure you know that."
She hung up the phone. Kind of pissed that she was gonna have to call her. It rang once, before Andrea answered. She started to go into a speach, but Meadow cut her off immediately. "Thanks for doing that thing I asked you to do. I called him myself. He's getting things ready. Says you need to be there when we go over everything." Andrea tried to cut in as she took a breath. "And I'm not listening to your shit any more. I'm out. I'll let you know when the meeting is, bye." She could hear Andrea start to talk as she cut it off. "Fuck you. We tried talking. It's over." She said to herself.
She rolled over in bed and pulled a pillow over her face. This was the first time in months she had nothing to do on a Monday. "Fuck... I always wanted to just stay home and sleep, but now that I can, why can't I?" She kept laying there staring at the far wall. "I can't believe its over." She said, still thinking about the business, and her friendship with Andrea. She flipped over, onto her other side, then punched the mattress. "I can't believe she just refuses to work with me." She almost growled. She kept thinking to herself, and moving around till she worked herself wide awake. "Fine... I'll get up." She said, almost popping to her feet.
She shuffled into the kitchen and started the coffee maker. Then, with nothing left to do she walked back to her bedroom and started to dress for the day. "Not going anywhere..." She said as she picked a loose shirt, and a pair of baggy shorts. She was fast enough that the coffee wasn't ready yet. She walked to her living room and flicked on the TV. She was coasting through the channels when the smell of fresh coffee finally reached her. She stood up and started for the kitchen when there was a knock on the door.
Meadow took one look through the door's peephole, "You've got to be fucking kidding me. Why the fuck is she here?" She stepped back, deciding to ignore her. Then she knocked again. She rolled her eyes and thought to herself. "I am not answering that door." Another knock, but this time she was sure the coffee was done and walked away, hoping she would get the hint.
Several minutes later, fresh coffee in hand she was walking back towards the TV. She hadn't heard anymore knocking and as she passed the door she found out why. A large envelope had been pushed through her mail slot, and was laying on the floor. "I guess that's what that sound was five minutes ago." She bent over and picked it up. It had their companies' letterhead on it. She was sure it was the paperwork the lawyer needed. She carried it to the couch in front of her TV and tossed it on a side table.
"Fuck it. Not gonna deal with that shit today. I'll wait till Mike calls and just take it to him." She sat back and enjoyed some day time TV. Effectively zoning out and forgetting about everything that was going on in her life. Hours later she was still alone, and getting bored of just watching shows. She yawned, then grabbed the envelope from Andrea. It was surprisingly thick and heavy for financial statements.
It opened easily enough. She turned it over and let the bundle of paper slide into her lap. "Wow... This is a lot of crap..." She was about to set it to the side and get more coffee when the cover letter caught her attention. "Directive to dissolve company and distribute funds. What the hell is this?" With her coffee forgotten she tore into the stack of papers. Half an hour later she finally sat back stunned. "She's going to close it. Just destroy the whole thing."
As that rolled from her tongue her heart skipped a beat. She was still proud of what they had built. Even if she wanted out she didn't want the whole company to fail. She stood up and started to look for her cell phone. "I've got to stop this. She's lost her mind!"
She found the phone in the kitchen. It felt cool in her hands as she picked it up and unlocked it. "I mean it's one thing to get new help. But to close up shop? Why?"
Her finger hovered over Andea's number. A fraction of an inch away from dialing it, and Meadow finally got it. Her finger came away slowly. "She's doing this on purpose! She doesn't want to sell. She wants me to come back, crying and promising to never leave again!" With new resolve she sat down in her kitchen and started to read every last page. Everything looked legal, and it was, seeing as Mike had apparently pulled it all up on his own. "I wonder what he charged for this?" She wondered.
When she was done her anger was still present. In a hurry she signed next to Andrea on every noted page and slid it all back into the envelope. She checked her clock and saw she had plenty of time to get it back to Mike's office. She stayed dressed as she was and slipped on a pair of flip flops. Then headed to her car.
It was days like this that she was happy their town wasn't huge. Traffic was light, even for a Monday and she was walking into his office not even ten minutes later. She was surprised to see Mike actually present as she walked in. She walked past his gatekeeper and shoved the envelope into his hand. "There. It's done I signed everything. Cut me a check when everything's sold, you know my address." She turned on her heels to leave.
In an out of character move, Mike grabbed her arm to stop her. "Andrea was in earlier."
"Good for her. Let go."
He did, then cleared his throat. "She's pretty broken up about this." He held up the envelope.
Meadow rolled her eyes. "I told her I wanted out. Not to close the company. This is not my fault."
Mike sighed. "She really thinks you and her are the company. If there's no you, then there's nothing. I tried to talk her out of it. But she was crying and wouldn't listen."
Meadow turned to leave. "She's real good at not listening."
"She's really emotional. You should go over there, at least as a friend."
That hurt. Meadow stopped, the door still in her hand. One tear gathered in her eye, before it finally started to roll down. "I gave her my friendship. She destroyed it along with the company." She let go of the door and walked away.
On Thursday she actually visited the company website, wondering if Andrea had gone through with her threat. At first she thought she had misspelled it when the page came up blank. She entered it again, slowly just to be sure. But once again she was told the web page she was trying to visit did not exist. Any thought that it was a temporary issue vanished when she hit the first website they had sponsored. Chaos in the vendor section as dozens of faithful customers tried to make sense of the maker of Coochie Coo's falling off the face of the planet. "Well at least she got them all refunds." She was glad for that. She decided to try and let them know what to expect. She logged into her vendor account.
At least she tried to. But it was locked. She ended up logging into her emergency account. One she had made just in case the main got hacked. She waded right into the mess. Then made a sticky on the top of the forum. "On the future of Coochie Coo's" was the topic header. Then without pause she wrote in as much detail as she figured they would need.
"As co owner of Coochie Coo's I believe it's up to me to let our customers understand exactly what's happening. I've been attempting to talk the other owner into offering more then one style or size. This last attempt finally made me realize she would never accept that. So I resigned. I expected her to continue and find another partner. Instead she dissolved the company and is in the process of selling everything. I'm terribly sorry for any inconvenience this will cause."
She read her post over again and again. Then when she was finally sure it sounded okay she hit post. Not wanting any reminders of her experience she immediately deleted all the diaper related bookmarks on her computer. Then created a new system restore point, and started to defrag her hard drive. "Done and done." She said to herself.
Three months later and Meadow had moved on. She was back in school, and seeing an old flame. After all the equipment had been sold, and the lawyers and taxes had been paid she had been surprised by the size of the check. Tonight was her night to celebrate out on the town with her boyfriend. They had already hit two bars, and the taxi was dropping them off at the last stop. As she walked towards it she remembered how she used to come there with Andrea once or twice a month to celebrate their own accomplishments. It almost made her feel sad, she hadn't seen her since Andrea had sold her house and moved.
Andrea had given her the address to her new place, but Meadow had let it drop to the ground the moment she had turned to leave. She was serious about her new life being diaper free. And that meant not being around Andrea if she could help it.
Her date noticed the change. "What's wrong? You seem kind of spaced out all of a sudden. Are you sick, do you want to go home?" He held her tighter, pulling her into a hug. She took a few seconds to breath him in. She loved the smell of his hair, and his cologne.
She finally pulled away, "I'm fine! It's just an old memory. Lets get a table!"
The night went on without further problem, until he claimed to have to pee and took off for the bathroom. She sat alone at the table patiently waiting for him to get back. She had stopped drinking over an hour ago. She was planning on giving him a surprise back at his place, and didn't want to spoil it by being wasted. After ten minutes she started looking from the hallway to the bathroom, towards the bar. "Maybe he walked past and is paying the tab?" She wondered. But when another ten minutes passed she knew something was up.
She walked towards the bathrooms, craning her neck back and forth. Trying to catch a view of him. When she finally hit the men's room door she pushed it open and stepped inside. "It's cleaner then I thought." She said out loud. She was surprised that there was only one toilet. And that the room was empty. "Well.... This is odd." She said as she stepped back out. For just an instant she smelled something that remimded her of baby powder. She went back to her table and waited another ten minutes before trying to call his phone.
When it went immediately to voice mail she shook her head and got up. She found that the tab had indeed already been paid, so at least he did that before bailing. The ride home was boring. Her buzz was gone, but the other feeling remained. She was going to show him a great night. "Now it looks like pinky and her friends the three batteries instead, dang."
She tipped the driver and walked up to her house. She had left the porch light on, and in the orange glow she could see someone sitting in one of her deck chairs. She felt a nervous shock, before realizing who it was. "Andrea.... What brings you out here tonight?" She asked, walking closer.
Andrea smiled at her. An odd, relaxed smile. "Oh, I was just out and about. Tried out a new guy and I think I'm going to have to dump him soon."
Meadow smiled. "Yeah. I might have the same problem." She put her key in the door. She felt she should be civil since Andrea had her cornered. "Er.... You want to come in for a few minutes? I can make some coffee." Andrea nodded and followed her inside. As they walked Meadow was sure she could hear plastic crinkling from under her dress with each step. With nothing left to hide she went for it. "Wearing tonight?"
Andrea wiggled her hips. "Told ya, I'm out with a guy tonight. But I'm almost ready for a change if you get the hint."
Meadow nodded, "Sure. You know where the bathroom is." She dropped her purse and went straight to the kitchen. When she started the coffee she turned to see Andrea standing in the doorway looking inside. A detached look of pleasure was on her face. "You okay there girl?" She asked.
Andrea's eyes tracked to her, the odd look on her face morphed to a content smile. "Yeah. Just warming it up. I've really started to like disposable relationships. Just wear em, and drop them when you're done."
Meadow returned the smile, though the idea of Andrea obviously pissing herself in front of her slightly grossed her out. "I think I might have to start giving them a try myself. I've been burned too many times trying to cling to people. Maybe it's time to just use men like they want to use us." She stopped smiling when she thought she could smell Andrea's wet diaper. But almost immediately the coffee overpowered it. It kind of annoyed her, "Seriously. If you need to change you can use the bathroom."
Andrea shook her head slowly. "Always straight out in the open with you. It won't hurt to hold on to this one another few minutes. I just changed at the last bar." She flexed her legs in and out a few times. Allowing a stronger scent of piss and diaper perfume to hit the air. She grabbed the hem of the dress and pulled it up. Checking her diaper, and flashing Meadow at the same time. "Plenty of room in this one still, unless you really want to see me change?"
Meadow almost choked. Andrea had never been that open about her fetish before. "Wow. I don't think I ever saw you wearing our own diapers before. It was always something quieter."
Andrea smiled that odd smile again. "I've been wearing them a lot more now. No image to keep up now that I'm unemployed, and I seem to be collecting more of them."
"Oh really?" The weird comment sailed right over her. Thankfully the coffee was finally done, and Meadow dove for her cup and filled it. Thankful for the sudden break in the conversation. "Well whatever floats your boat I guess." She said between gulps.
Andrea came closer and grabbed a cup herself. As she filled it she ran her hand through her hair. "Got to be careful with this stuff. Goes right through me."
Meadow laughed at the lame joke. "I guess you're wearing the right underwear then." She said as she checked the time. "Well. Almost time for bed. Do you need to call anyone?" Her tone said it all. "Nice to see you, now get out."
Though tone doesn't work if the person you're trying to tell to leave ignores it. "You know. I never did tell you where I get these from did I?" Andrea said, as she set her cup down and let her dress fall to the floor. Underneath a simple sports bra and the diaper was all that kept her from being naked.
"Nope. It wasn't even in the dissolution paperwork." Meadow said. Working hard not to let Andrea's little stunt piss her off. "It seemed like some kind of family secret or something, the way you kept it to yourself. I honestly don't give a shit anymore. I don't want to know."
Andrea kept talking like she hadn't heard her, "You must have known something wasn't quite right about it. I mean we undersold everyone else. And still made a killing." Meadow nodded as her old friend talked, and rolled her eyes. Then Andrea changed the subject, "Do you believe in curses?"
Now she was surprised. And her face showed it. "What? Like magical curses?"
She nodded. "Yeah. Those kind. The kind that you get for doing something wrong to someone else. That kind specifically." She actually sounded serious.
Meadow decided to just cut it off then, "Look, I'm sorry you had to close the place. But I never forced you to do that. I might not believe in magic, but I still don't want you fucking with me. So why don't you just pick up your shit and leave? The time for this conversation was months ago. Not now. Not with me back in school. I'm moving on."
Andrea sighed. "I guess we do it the easy way." She picked up her dress and started to push part of it into her diaper. "Alright. This should help out." She said as she pulled it back out and dropped it on the floor.
Meadow was speechless. "What the fuck was that? I just mopped in here! Get the.... Fuck.... Is that?" She stopped talking as something odd started to happen to the dress on the floor. The bright yellow colour started to bleach out while the dress started to shift and move on the floor.
Andrea watched both the dress and Meadow impassively. "Yeah. So a few years ago I was a bitch to an old cunt in a parking lot. Long story short she cursed me. Now if anything touches my kitty that happens to it." She leaned back against a chair. Enjoying her shocked and stunned face.
Meadow watched as the cloth assumed a roughly hourglassed shape just before it entirely turned a very light shade of pink. The entire bundle started to shrink then, as mass moved and changed into thick padding. Soft crinkling started as the top and bottom of the hourglass flattened and flared out. "It's... Turning into..." She couldn't even finish as the thing on the floor puffed up, then started to fold itself closed. "It's a..."
"Coochie coo!" Andrea finished for her. She almost skipped towards it as she went to pick it up. "I named em after my Coochie! Kind of sick huh?" She handed it to the still stunned Meadow. "So anyways. Like I said. I got cursed. And then awhile later I found those web sites while I was trying to find a cure. Well I put two and two together and decided to just sell em!"
Meadow opened the diaper in her hands. The smell she remembered from the packing room rose strongly from inside. She ran a hand over the padding, and the pink plastic shell. "You just make them out of clothes?" Her brain was still trying to process the information.
Andrea giggled, then pulled the tapes open on the diaper she was wearing. She let it come free, then set it on the kitchen table, almost lovingly. Leaving it open and cooling on Meadow's table cloth. "I can make them out of almost anything. I went through all my panties, and ten pairs of pants before I finally grabbed a pair of my brothers bed wetter pants in desperation and tried those. Thankfully the curse was okay with those, infantile enough already I guess." She walked to the counter and grabbed a piece of paper towel and ran it over her bare slit, then tossed that to the floor. "Anything touches it that isn't diaper related and you've got an instant diaper sized perfectly for me." Meadow just stared silently as the paper towel morphed and changed. Adding mass and volume where none existed before. In a few seconds a brand new diaper had been formed and was folding itself perfectly into shape to be packed away.
Andrea picked it up off the floor and started to open it. Then she backed into one of the walls and used it to pin the diaper to her backside as she taped it closed. When it was on she looked over at a still stunned Meadow. "Well? Now you know where they come from, and why I wear those stupid Good Nights everyday. And that smell in my office? Thanks to the curse I don't have to worry about douching. It smells just like these diapers down there, well its even stronger, it's annoying really." Meadow kept fingering the diaper in her hands, she looked nervous. Andrea took a few steps closer to her. "Well? What do you think? Understand why I didn't say anything now?"
"I'm... I'm sorry." Meadow almost felt like crying. "I was such a bitch. And now everything we worked for is gone." She leaned into Andrea and started hugging her, crying onto her shoulder. "I'm so sorry!"
"Hey... It's okay. We can still start over. We have way more money then the first time. And now that you know the secret there's nothing between us."
"Really? You'd forgive me? Let me work with you again?"
Andrea gave her a squeeze. "Of course, and I've already got an idea for where to start. But I might feel even better if we could celebrate... Tonight."
Meadow let go and wiped her eyes, "Of course! Let me get something else on and call a cab. Lets get our party on!" She started to set the diaper in her hands down, but Andrea stopped her.
"I want us both in diapers tonight..." Meadow nodded. She didn't care, the thought actually made her feel better. Andrea went for it, "And I want to put it on you."
She only hesitated for a second before she sat down and started to remove her shoes and socks. "Hey. What's good for you is good enough for me!" She stood up and shimmied out of her pants and panties. Then carefully tucked her shirt up. "On the floor here, or on the bed?"
Andrea pointed to the floor and Meadow got down and laid onto her back. "You know Meadow you're right about the urges. Before this curse shit started I had regular sex all the time. But now, I can't do anything down there, unless it's with my finger or through fucking padding. I lost a good vibrator that way. I'm so horny it's almost unbearable. I see a cute guy and I almost cum in my pants."
Meadow listened. She felt she owed her now that she knew everything. "That's part of the curse? No sex? Did she tell you how to get rid of it?"
Andrea had the diaper ready and moved it in place when Meadow lifted her bum. "Maybe. At the time I thought she was crazy, then suddenly my underwear started to feel weird and I ran away trying to find a bathroom. By the time I started to figure it out my panties were gone, and my pants soon followed."
"Oh my god... You were naked?"
"I put one of the diapers on and ran my ass off out of there." She said as she finished putting the diaper on, it was a good fit. She stood up over Meadow, with her diapered waist between her legs, then abruptly sat down on it. She traced circles with her fingers just under her friend's breasts through her shirt.
Meadow felt nervous. And not just from having a diapered woman sitting on her. She kept thinking about what her friend's little kitten could do. "So you can't have sex?"
Andrea stopped making the circles and flopped forward over Meadow onto her hands and knees. "Oh I can have sex. For a few minutes. Until his dick shrinks away into padding, or the tool turns into a diaper. I told you nothing that isn't through padding. She humped her belly a few times, then farted loudly. "Whoops."
A blush, "Maybe it's time for you to hit the bathroom. Unless you really want to use that diaper of yours." Meadow said sheepishly. Hoping she wasn't about to experience Andrea taking a dump in her kitchen.
"Just two diapered girls laying on the floor. Maybe I don't feel like getting up right now. Maybe I will have to make a little mess on you Meadow." She pushed another fart out. Melody actually felt it rumble through the padding.
She started to freak out. "Woah! Hold on! I don't mind going out diapered. But I'm not planning on using this thing!" Andrea's weight shifted. Meadow watched as one of her hands disappeared into her diaper. "Andrea! This is getting a little too weird. Let me up!"
Andrea giggled as she stroked herself. "To weird? We're both wearing giant magic baby diapers. You think a little stress relief is weirder then that?"
Meadow tried to wiggle free, "You're masturbating on top of me! That's weird enough! Let me up! Please."
Andrea kept going at it. "Careful there. We don't want anything popping out of my diaper right now do we?"
Meadow froze in fear. "An...An... Andrea? It won't really change people will it?"
Andrea got her face real close to Meadow's, "Oh it works." She pulled her hand out and dragged it slowly over Meadow's face. She clenched her eyes shut tight as sweet smelling slick fingers drifted over her skin. "Take your shirt off. I want to see them." When she didn't move Andrea laughed and shifted her weight.
The air was suddenly filled with the sound of diaper tapes being ripped open. Andrea gave her a light kiss on the lips. "I wouldn't move if I were you. Kinda airing everything out. Now take off that shirt baby!" Meadow complied in sudden fear of what Andrea might do. As soon as the shirt came free Andrea started to crawl forward, letting her erect nipples drag across the other woman's breasts. "It definitely works on people. Like I said. I just changed at the bar. In the bathroom. There was a cute guy, I watched him go into the bathroom and followed him in."
Things suddenly clicked for Meadow. "In the bathroom?" She remembered the odd aroma just at the door. "Did you.... Did you follow us in there?" She looked to the table, and the wet diaper laying exposed on top of it. "David? That's David!?" She started to tremble in fear just as a heavy weight settled on her, just above her belly button. Her face snapped forward, only to see Andrea sitting on her, a manic grin on her face.
"I told you I was with a guy, and needed to dump him!" She squirmed a bit on her belly, grinding her slick sex back and forth over her skin. "Oh, this is so much better! You're so smooth...."
Meadow tried to push her away, but she wouldn't budge. "Andrea! This is serious! You have to stop this!" An odd feeling started at her midsection. Just under Andrea's bum. A tingling, followed by a sinking sensation. She looked down and gasped as she watched her skin changing, followed by her stomach collapsing under Andrea's weigh. Leaving what looked like plastic and padding behind. "Andrea!" She screamed. She tried to say something else, but her diaphragm turned to padding then. Freezing her ability to move her lungs and talk.
"And that's why I like to start there." Andrea purred. "Beautiful silence." She leaned back over Meadow's face and gave her a sloppy kiss on the cheek. "Though I like to hit the face too. You should have seen the look in David's eyes when I opened the stall, and lifted my dress up. Just two steps and it was literally in his face. He didn't have time to do anything before he was changing. Just like you." She sat back down and ran her fingers from Meadow's still fleshy armpits and into the padded area that was nothing more then diaper. "It was kind of weird. He was turned into a toilet while using one! Some kind of poetry there I think...."
Meadow was still trying to think of a way to escape. Her entire body shuddered as Andrea's nails dragged from her skin and into the artificial plastic. "How the hell can I still feel anything?" She could even feel her legs, and by moving her head slightly could see her toes wiggling if she tried. As she watched the plastic crept closer and closer to her hips. The skin of her body starting to match the colour of the diaper she wore. As skin turned to pad and polymer her legs started to feel heavy, then with a sudden shift there were no bones left to support them. They flopped uselessly to each side. Sprawled out like frogs legs. "But I can still feel them!" She screamed in her head. The diaper she had been wearing kept it's form even as the hips and stomach inside fell away and flattened.
"It looks like you're still in there." Andrea said as she grabbed Meadow's face and turned it to look in her eyes. "Why don't we try learn something here? Can you still feel everything?" She felt her nod her head slightly. Andrea reached behind her and untaped Meadow's now useless diaper, flipping it open between her still changing legs. She moved her hand towards an area she guessed was right. "Wow... So if I touch this spot right here..."
Meadow's eyes popped open. If she had lungs she would have moaned in pleasure. "Oh.... That's.... Oh..." It was as if every nerve in her crotch was being touched at once. Lips, clit, the part just to the right she liked nibbled on.... "Sto.... Stop! This is just fucked up!" She thought in shame and fear.
Andrea moved Meadow's head, it seemed her neck was longer, or more flexible then before. "Hey. Why don't you watch? You always wanted to know where I got these from."
With wide open eyes meadow saw her breasts bleach and change to a light pinkish tone before starting to flatten and merge with her padded belly. Terror shown in her eyes. "This is a dream! A nightmare! This can't be real!" She watched as Andrea picked at elastic leg guards that had been skin. Then she ran her finger tips back and forth under the elastic. It almost felt like she was scratching a very bad itch. "Not real!" She thought again. Latching on to the idea that this couldn't really happen.
Andrea moved her head again, this time closer to her gleaming sex. Now it was obvious there was something wrong with her neck. "Oh! I wish you could tell me what this feels like... Maybe a closer view?" Then with Meadow's eyes only inches away from it, she let a stream of piss trickle out and run into her padding. "Oh.... Now this is how I spell relief. I wonder what you think of that?"
Meadow's emotions peaked then. Scared, angry, and aroused all swirled together. She could smell it, feel it, and even hear it piddle against her. "I'm getting all wet!" She thought. She could feel it warming her as it was absorbed. An odd bloated feeling that grew worse as more poured out. She opened her mouth in a silent scream, only to find her lips were gone. Then her jaw followed as it turned padded and flattened. Her taste buds were nothing but cotton and liner. But she could still taste. Her mouth felt rough and dry. "So dry... I'm so thirsty."
Andrea finally let go of her head as it started to flatten and go limp. "I'm going to record this one of these days." She said as she started to finger herself on top of her new diaper. "You're starting to shrink now, getting down to size!" She started to rock on the wet padding. One hand went to her nipples and started pinching them as she watched Meadow's arms finally shift and shrink into pinkish plastic flaps. She timed it just right, as the change finished so did she. Andrea was rocked to new heights as her old friend and business partner disappeared forever, and the latest Coochie Coo was born.
Andrea stayed still and relaxed on the open diaper, letting her breathing come back to normal. "I don't know if you can hear me. I don't really care either. But I figure since you could still feel everything during the change there's a good chance you're still in there somehow." She laid back and started to tape her on. "I hope you enjoyed yourself as much as I did."
Meadow was still aware. And could still feel. Though she couldn't see anything or hear anything. "When is this nightmare going to end?" She wailed. She was trapped in darkness, and could smell piss easily through the sweet scent of diaper that was coming from Andrea's still leaking sex. The warm bloated feeling had crept up towards her chin, and was almost in the area of her dry mouth and tongue. "What the hell is she doing now ?" She wondered when she felt her weight change and her arms and legs being moved. "Fuck.... She's really wearing me!" She felt her toes move, and then they were placed on the back of her head where they stuck fast. Parts of her moved and squeezed as others squished when Andrea moved. "Probably standing up." She thought bitterly.
She poked at the wet area. "Not to bad. Another accident or two I bet. Of course I did promise to take a dump on you earlier! I bet you didn't think it would be like this!" She laughed as she walked back to the table and started rolling up the now cool diaper. "This is how all men should be treated. Used, and then rolled up and thrown away!" She pulled a small garbage bag from under the sink and dropped the rolled up diaper inside. "I'll save you for later. Let you two go on one last date together."
As Andrea moved through the house, grabbing clothes and some spare cash Meadow was along for the ride. She felt every step, and every motion as she bent over, or sat down on something. She found the odd feeling of having an itch scratched come and go as different parts of her rubbed against skin, or other parts of diaper. "Why haven't I woke up yet?" She thought again. The horrible truth was starting to dawn on her that maybe this was real. "But it can't be... Magic isn't real!" A fresh gush of urine absorbed into her face and finally wet her tongue, shattering the last of her defenses. "I can taste it! I've never been able to taste in a dream!"
Andrea left the house wearing one of Meadows cheap dresses and carrying a large purse that held all the evidence she had ever been there. One heavy wet diaper was inside, along with a few dry ones. She had to walk a couple of blocks to the main drag before she would be able to catch a cab. She was almost to the road when a male voice came from behind her. She turned around quickly. No longer feeling any fear or care about her own safety. "What the hell do you want?" She asked forcefully.The guy was taken aback. He hadn't expected such a strong reaction. "I just wanted to make sure you're okay. Not many single ladies out this late at night ya know?"
Andrea smiled. "Oh so you're my knight in shining armour?"
He smiled at her reply. "I guess?"
She stepped up close to him. And started to fondle his dick through his pants. "And does my knight have his sword with him?" She felt him grow hard in her hand.
"Holy shit! This bitch is ready to fuck!" He thought. "I carry it everyday, its weight is a constant burden." He said, trying to sound serious.
"Oh.... Then I best inspect it for damage...." She had it out and in her mouth before he could say anything.
He couldn't believe what she was doing to him, and right out in the open. His hands found the back of her head and she graciously let him start guiding it. One hand started to tickle his balls, while the other helped pump him. "Oh.... This.... Awesome....."
She stopped and let it slide from her mouth. "I think it's nice and clean now..." She stood and let her hands trace up his back under his shirt. "You're such a piece of meat. I'd love to just strap you on and see what you can do big boy." He started pawing at one of her breasts, the happy nub of her nibble found it's way between his fingers. She stepped closer, almost hanging off him. "I've got a surprise for you. Why don't you try to go lower?"
He grinned as his hand ventured further south. Past her abs and down one of her legs to the very edge of her dress. "Is it under here?"
She smiled and took his hand in her's. Carefully guiding it to the top of her special panties. "I've been a naughty little baby. And I think I need a spanking..."
He was surprised at the warmth coming from her panties. Even more so when he realized how thick they seemed. His hand slid further inside. "Baby! You're all hot and wet! You need more then sparking. You need a good caning!" The slight coarseness of her mound felt soothing as he tarried there for a few seconds, enjoying the warmth and slickness on his fingers.
Meadow couldn't see or hear. But she could still feel and taste. She could tell a hand was down inside between her and Andrea. It was near enough to taste. "Cigarettes and beer? What the hell is she doing out there?" She wondered. As the hand moved she felt another spurt, this time sweet musk instead of sour piss. "What the fuck?" She thought. Then she felt another hand resting on her former head outside, much smaller. It's long nails dragging her into another fit of pleasure. Then a third and forth hand grabbed at her backside. One was small. The other much larger and groping. "Shit! She's already doing another one?" She felt fear that she was going to get thrown away. Then hoped that she was wrong and this would be over soon. "She can change me back! She'd never do this to me forever!"
Andrea was almost purring. "There's more to find if you go a bit lower stud."
He didn't need another invitation. His fingers slid down, following the hairs like an ant in a pitcher plant. He felt her slick nub, then got a finger inside. "Oh baby! Lets go to my place and I'll show you what I can really do!" His fingers kept going further inside. THen they started to feel weird. Almost like the skin was wrinkled. He lost contact with her lip, and pushed further inside. When he still couldn't work it, he pushed deeper.
He was up past his elbow inside her diaper when she finally pulled away. "I think we're almost done here flappy! But I can still take you home and have some fun."
As she stepped back his arm pulled out. It seemed wet, and cooled in the open air. He tried to reach out to her, and put his hand on her tits again but it seemed to be asleep. Though he could feel it, just not move. It. Then he caught her insult. He gestured with his other hand to his still rock hard penis. "Who you calling flappy? I can drive nails with this!"
She giggled, it instantly pissed him off. She reached out and grabbed at his numb arm, "That might be hard. But how are you gonna jack off with this?" She gave it a tug, making it crinkle in her hand.
He stopped staring at her rack and looked at his arm. "It's just asleep, the blood flow will come back." He kept staring. Something was very wrong. "What the...."
Andrea walked close again. She reached out for his cock again, but in his fear it withered and fell back into his pants. "Oh... Cat got your prick?" She mocked.
He tugged at the odd flap of plastic. Trying to pull it off. "What the shit is this shit?" He said. Suddenly his shoulder started to feel odd, then it started to droop. "Oh shit! I'm having a stroke!" He wrapped his free arm around her. "You gotta help me! I'm sick!" His head start to feel heavy, then with the neck changing into padding it fell onto his back and started to loll back and forth. He started to gurgle, then took a deep breath to scream.
He had already started to shrink into his clothes; formally he had been several inches taller then Andrea, and now he was barely even with her height. When she saw him about to scream she wrapped an arm around him, and cradled his limp head. Then kissed him deeply, muffling any screams with her tongue. He struggled for a few seconds but she could already taste the change. His mouth was dry. His breath came in gasps, no longer smelling of beer, but baby powder. Then things started to get cramped inside, and she could feel his lips puckering around her tongue, wanting to seal closed. She slid it free and watched as the hole disappeared in an instant. His unaffected hand hung useless as the change converted his shoulder blades into cute pink diaper. She watched as his head finally changed. First flattening, followed by his eyes and nose melting into his face. And then being turned into thick padding.
He was suddenly blind. "What the hell did she do to me?" He thought terrified. "I've got to get away!" He started to run, blindly. Hoping to find help.
She almost laughed at the site of the him, nothing but a large but shrinking diaper from the waist up. His shirt had slid down, bunching at his waist. His arm flaps had shrunk back, now proportionately sized to the front of the diaper he was rapidly becoming. "I don't think you've thought this out!" She called out to him. "But that's probably because of the fluff you call a brain!" She finally let out a laugh then, it echoed up and down the street.
He could barely stand up. He could feel his pants slipping down his slimming hips. "Got to keep moving!" He said. One more step, then two, until he finally fell to the ground in a heap.
Andrea walked up and started pulling the loose clothes off him. "Honestly. What kind of a man can't take his own clothes off?" She mocked. He hadnt been wearing underwear, she pulled his lower half free just as his toes finished melting into flat tapes. "I don't think you're a man after all, you didn't even bother to say good bye." She ran a finger down his padded inside just as he started to move one last time.
He could feel his clothes being pulled away. Then something was dragged down his belly. "This must be a bad trip! She must have drugged me!" He thought. He felt his body start to move on its own. His arms and legs started to fold unnaturally. Bending and folding to many times. They wrapped over his face. Which felt oddly slick and crinkled as it moved. Then his feet and legs settled over his ass. Which all felt just as odd. With a final massive movement his body folded in half, and it was over. He couldn't move again. No matter what he tried. His word was suddenly dry, dark, and smelled of something that reminded him of his sister's baby.
She was walking again. Meadow could tell that. But aside from from her legs pumping she couldn't tell anything else. The movements felt nice. She would have been smiling if she still had a mouth. "Oh.... So nice... I wish she'd go tinkle again..." She thought lazily. Just as the thought registered she jerked out of her pleasant fog. "Where the hell did that come from?! Holy shit. I actually wanted her to piss in me!" She felt disgusted at the strange urge. But even then it felt almost normal. A sudden stop, and the feeling of being sat on brought her out of her thoughts. After a few moments she felt vibrations, and rhythmic bumps. "She's in a car? Where did she have that stashed?"
The woman behind the wheel smiled at her passenger. "Really. It's a little early in the morning for you to be out dressed like that. I'm glad you let me give you a ride. And I'm heading down town anyways."
Andrea rolled her eyes. "It's not even two am yet. The bars are still open. But thanks for the ride anyways. The faster I get there, the faster I can take care of business." She sat back in the seat and opened and closed her legs several times. Releasing an interesting aroma in the small vehicle.
The smell did not go unnoticed by the driver. "Oh no... You didn't tell me you had an accident! I would have set down a towel..."
Andrea laughed and pulled up her dress showing off her diaper. "Relax, it's all contained. Nothing to worry about unless it leaks. And this thing can hold way more."
She almost swerved into incoming traffic as she looked at the exposed diaper. "Oh. I'm so sorry! Sorry, really! I didn't mean to embarrass you or anything." Her face was so red it looked sun burned.
"Relax. That's what I was doing out so late. I've kind of turned in to a bit of an exhibitionist. I get off on people seeing it. I just flashed a guy before you stopped actually! You should have seen the look on his face! He went white!"
The driver replied with a reserved laugh. "I bet he didn't expect a sagging diaper when you did that!" With the way her rider was acting she was starting to feel more open and relaxed herself. Especially after thinking she had embarrassed her about peeing in her seat. "It's kind of cute by the way."
Andrea herself didn't completely understand the way she was a feeling about her predicament. Ever since deciding on revenge she had been changing. The first person she had changed had been in a dark room. She remembered being embarrassed and scared as she snuck up on her target with nothing but a robe on. The person had laughed when she dropped it. Making a joke about her hips. She had almost not went through with it at first, but the laughter had driven her on. In a lunge she was on her leg, rubbing herself like a horny dog. She waited till she felt the thinning of the limb to let go. Thinking back to the look on her face as she screamed and pleaded made Andrea feel almost proud now. "Fuck it, when this bitch stops the car I'll do her too." She thought with a grin.
The driver kept on talking. "I've got a thing for leather myself. Not as kinky as your diaper thing. But I just get all drippy when I feel tight black leather on my skin." She laughed, "I guess I should try one of those diapers! Though I wonder how they would smell mixing with the rich leather....."
Andrea joined in the laughing then. Something about her admitting to dripping from tight leather made her immediately like her. "I've got a couple extras with me. I'll leave one with you. Hey, you might even get into these even more." She moved her legs causing more crinkling for effect.
The drive went on silently for a few more minutes. Until the driver noticed something in her mirrors and swore. "Oh shit!"
"What's the problem?" Andrea turned around and saw a cop car getting closer. It's flashers on. "Oh... Are we speeding?" She wondered if they were there for her. And thought about the nice surprise she would have for them if they were.
"Well who doesn't speed... Dammit. This is like the third one this month. They're gonna pull my license, I'm gonna lose my job because of this!" She was really freaking out.
"How much do you want to get out of this ticket?" Andrea asked.
"I'd do anything! Why? Is your dad a judge?"
Andrea's face took on a feral grin. "Listen to me. And do exactly as I say. I'll make sure this cop forgets all about you."
Meadow felt the vibrations slowing down. And then was sure the car was stopped. "I hope she doesn't take me off... I can hold so much more.." She thought before getting a hold of herself. It was getting hard to keep her mind from wandering. "I've got to get a grip on this before it's to late." She would have cringed at that if she could. "Fuck! I'm a wet diaper, I guess it's already to late. But I'm not going to start liking it." The warmth coming from Andrea's slit seemed to suddenly triple. The sweet fluid started to leak out again, this time meadow did lose herself as new sensations started to fill her clouding mind.
Officer Warner had been busy all night. As the only female cop on the road in her city she made sure she had the best numbers. Since they didn't make tons of arrests in the small college town she was forced to pull people over and issue tickets. For eighteen straight months she had been number one in citations. Pulling over the first car that she saw after finishing her last ticket. "Another damn foreign car." She especially liked pulling over imports.
The bumper stickers put her at ease. Darwin, coexist, a rainbow. These were the mark of another college student who would buckle at the first sign of authority. Another easy victim, and another three hundred dollar ticket for the city coffers. The window rolled down as she got closer. There was enough light that she could see two people in the front seats. "License, registration, proof of insurance." Her voice was monotone, quick. But it still implied a power that said, "Fuck with me and I'll ruin your world." The driver inside started to fumble with her purse. First pulling what looked like a license out, and holding it in her right hand. Then rooting around for the rest. When she didn't seem nervous enough Officer Warner gave her a quick shine in the eyes with her Surefire. Almost 100 lumens of light blinded her temporarily. She also shined the light at the passenger. Her chin was slick with spit, she was playing with her hair and picking her nose. The cop got her head closer to the window, "It smells like a nursury in there, have you two been drinking?" Officer Warner assumed one of them was so drunk she had pissed herself, and the other had used some kind of deodorant to mask it.
The driver answered, "No mam. It's my sister, she's special. I Just picked her up from daycare. Our parents are out and I had a late shift. Trying to get her home before she leaks."
The flashlight went into her face again. "It's Officer, not mam. Are you saying she needs a diaper change?"
The driver tensed, and turned to her passenger. "Don't say that! She didn't mean it sweety!"
The cop stepped back and held the light on both of them. Till the sound of ripping caught her ears. She shined it into the lap of the other girl and saw she had her dress up, and was in the process of opening the diaper she was wearing. "Miss, I'm going to have to ask you to stop that." But she giggled and started to slap her vagina as soon as it was exposed, she started to loudly babble at the same time. The light flashed back to the driver. "Please get her under control or I'll have to cite you."
"Annie! Please stop! I'll get you changed as soon as I get you home. Be a good girl for sissy!" In responce Andrea grabbed at the license in her hand and stuck it in her mouth, giggling as she chewed on it.
"I don't have time for this!" Officer Warner said as she moved to the other side of the car and popped the door open. She reached in and tried to yank it out of her mouth. But she had really clamped down on it.
"Officer, she'll relax and spit it out in a minute. Let me just get her a fresh diaper on!" She started to unbuckle.
"Stay in the vehicle!" The Officer screamed. "I will not let some snot nosed tard get the best of me." She had parked with her car at just the right angle so her dash cam would not be able to pick up the car she had stopped. Just in case she needed to persuade someone and make sure it wasn't recorded. The excuse to park that way was it was needed to protect the officer from being run over. But now she was about to put it to good use. She grabbed the hand slapping at her wet mound in her own gloved hand and pulled it away while rolling the wrist. The overgrown baby gurgled in pain as she was forced to roll out of the car and onto the ground.
The driver stayed in the vehicle, almost shocked at the actions of the cop. "Now spit out that license!" She commanded. She grabbed it and pulled hard again. The retarded woman held tight, allowing herself to be pulled up the leg of the cop. As her head got about chest high she let go and dropped down. Landing hard on her shoe. The cop looked back into the car. "Now please exit the vehicle and get her back in her seat while I check you for warrants. She took a step away, but the woman was still on her foot. Her body wrapped around her leg. Officer Warner could feel wet warmth running down her skin. "She's pissing on me!" In total disregard for the woman's safety she kicked her leg hard to get her loose. As soon as she was free she pulled up her pant leg to inspect the damage. Glistening fluid was still running down her shin and into her shoes. "Oh.... You bitch!" Her hands gripped her gun belt. "I'm gonna find something to arrest her for!" She thought darkly.
"Are you okay officer?" The driver asked. Obvious fear in her voice.
"I've just been assaulted! So no, I'm not okay!" She reached for her cuffs and took a step towards the girl, now sitting up and laughing at her. "Time for a little trip missy pissy!"
To her surprise the retard answered perfectly clearly. "No, it's time for a diaper change!" Then started laughing again.
"Oh, so it's a big joke? Well this should be enough to charge you with sexual assault on an officer. That's a felony. Who's laughing now?" She stepped towards her, cuffs in hand when her foot started to tingle. She stomped it a few times to get the blood flowing, but it seemed to get worse, and even travel higher up her leg.
The driver was out of the car now, walking around the hood and looking at them. "What's she doing?" She asked Andrea.
Andrea stood up and dusted off her hands and knees. "She's about to lose all that tan she's been working on." She laughed at her own joke. "Maybe she's about to really learn what it's like to be shit on your whole life!" Her laughter hit a new maniacal level then. "Of course she could just be folding up her career as a cop too!"
The cop didn't get the joke. But she wasn't about to let a couple of dykes get away with assaulting her. "On the ground!" She screamed. Even as the odd feeling seemed to spread to her waist. "Stop resisting!" It was douche cop 101. Off camera anyone could be resisting as long as it was her word against theirs. "I said st- -cough-" She stopped talking as she almost gagged as something caught in her throat. She spit it into her hand. "What the fuck is this?" She said out loud.
The former tard answered, "That's fluff you should put it back in your mouth. You'll need it later."
"What's happening to her?" Andrea's newest friend asked. Not sounding as shocked as she should be.
Andrea smiled at her, "I told you I could take care of this. She's turning into a diaper! She likes acting like an ass so much I'm sure she'll love being wrapped around one."
The officer was about to scream at her again, but another coughing fit seemed to fill her mouth with more stuffing. When she had that clear she found her body had taken a pronounced curve at the spine, and she couldn't straighten up. She freaked out and finally went for her radio. Remembering she had violated policy by not calling in her position when she stopped them. The thing unclipped and fell into her hand, then promptly fell away as her fingers limply bent under it's weight. She tried again, but as she looked down at her hand she almost screamed at what she saw. She started to walk towards her car then. Meaning to hit the siren, or even turn the lights back on.
She was barely at the front of her cruiser when her back failed her and she drooped down towards the hood. She stretched out her hands to stop her fall, and opened her mouth to scream but more padding spilled out muffling her. After what seemed to long her hands finally hit the hood. She moved one, and heard the sound of tape being peeled away at the same time she felt her fingers being pulled. She looked at them in horror. It looked like the same tapes on the freak's diaper had replaced her fingers.
"She's really turning into a fucking diaper!" The driver said. Sounding more surprised then shocked. She got closer to the officer.
At that instant the cop's duty belt finally slipped down, caught on something halfway down and folded her legs up under her. She fell forward onto the hood. Then her lower body folded away and dragged her down. Her limp arms flailed for a few seconds as they started to flatten and shrink into her uniform.
"Pull her out of her clothes and set her on the ground!" Andrea said.
Oddly excited, the driver did as she was told. Human features were still visible on the diaper, but they were quickly fading away. At last, as they watched the eyes turned milky white and faded into the padding with the rest of her face and body. "Wow." Was all she could say.
Andrea moved quickly. "Grab all her gear and clothes and toss it all into her car! Quick!" When that was done Andrea closed the door and touched it with her snatch. This time the change was much slower. But as they watched the entire car seemed to flatten first. It's white paint taking on a pinkish sheen before it softened and started to shrink. The tires stayed where they were for a moment as the rest of the car pulled away, then they started to tilt in at the top and fell down with multiple fumps. As the car shrunk, the change sped up, until after five minutes there was nothing there but another folded and ready to be worn diaper.
The woman was stunned speechless. She had never seen anything like that. It was obviously magic. "Real magic!" She couldn't hide the excitement in her voice. "It's real! Magic does exist!" She turned on Andrea and gave her a hug. "Oh thank you! Thank you! That bitch has ticketed me before! She even lied about me driving through a stop sign! Thank you!" She picked the former cop up and opened it wide. Then set it on her car's trunk before starting to pull her pants off.
Andrea was stunned. She figured this woman would go running off screaming and she'd have to chase her down. But instead she was about to diaper herself. "What the hell are you doing?" She asked.
The woman looked at her. "You're going to do me next. But I want to at least take a piss on her before you do it. Let me have my fun, please!"
Andrea stayed silent and watched as she got the diaper on. It wasn't a perfect job, but it wasn't going to fall off. Then with a grunt she spread her legs at the knees and tried to pee. Andrea was sure that wouldn't work. She stepped up and put her head close to the woman's ear and said, "Boo!" Immediately the hissing sound of a diaper being used filled the night air. "That's right. Be a good baby for mommy." She put her hand on the woman's bum and started rubbing up and down. The heat of her accident spread from between her legs slowly up the back of the diaper, wicked away by the padding. "Is baby done?" Andrea cooed at her.
The woman felt terror, pleasure, humiliation, and tension all at once. Everything she had ever tried or had done to her was suddenly happening all at once. She felt humiliated at wearing the diaper, but at the same time the power of watching the cop transform into an object was pushing another button. She looked behind her, surprised to see how close the witch was to her. She felt the terror increase. Expecting at any moment to start changing herself.
"I think mommy needs another diaper. Now where will mommy find one?" Andrea walked her hand up the woman's back. Sending shock waves through the poor soul.
She closed her eyes waiting for it. But it didn't come. Her bladder was empty and she was still human.
The next command came in a whisper. "I think Officer Pamper can hold a bit more. Mommy wants to see a nice full diaper baby."
New levels of humiliation and pleasure struck. She put her hand between her legs and started to grind against her own palm then. She pushed as hard as she could, breaking blood vessels in her face as she tried to make mommy happy. The feeling of the wet padding being pushed against her sex, plus the feeling of total release of responsibility pushed her over the edge. She was panting loudly when it was all over. She stood up straight on quaking legs. She could feel Andrea's hand on her bottom, pushing something small but solid against her bum.
Andrea couldn't believe her luck. She had watched the woman cumming, and felt at the same time something small deposited into the back of her diaper. She kept rubbing it, pushing it back into her crack.
The woman sighed. "That was the best ever. Worth it... Do it! Change me!"
But Andrea had another idea. She grabbed her by her ear and smacked her hard on her diapered ass. "Mommy will change you when she's ready! Now pick up that extra diaper and get in the car. We have someplace to go baby!"
Stunned she obeyed. As she started to pick up the extra diaper she started to talk. "My.... My name is-" She tried to say, but Andrea smacked her hard again.
"Your name is Baby! That's all I need to know until I wrap you around my waist and fill you up! Get in the car or mommy will leave you in that diaper till your skin burns!"
Meadow felt something happening to her. She had felt the weight leave right after her hands had been peeled free. "No! Come back! I need you!" She had thought. Not even thinking or caring how stupid that idea was. All she could think about was feeling a nice firm backside rubbing inside her, and nice warm pee and poo filling her. She was a total wreck until what seemed like hours later when she felt the weight return, and then her toes stretch and reattach to her head. She was so happy. Then almost as soon as she was on another stream of piss rewarmed her. "Happy. Happy. Happy." She repeated.
Andrea had gingerly sat down on the cooling diaper and quickly resealed it. And then leaned forward slightly rewarmed it. "I hope you're enjoying the trip so far Meadow. It's almost over for you now. I'm already feeling the cramps. I hope you can still understand what's happening to you down there."
Baby finally sat down behind the wheel. She looked nervously at the woman next to her. "Where we going Momma?" She asked.
Andrea smiled and pointed straight ahead. "Just keep driving. It's a few minutes away. And try not to speed this time Baby, or you'll be pampered before the cop hits the door."
Andrea's had been planning on immediately hitting her next target. But the addition of her new helper gave her an idea. She gave instructions that took them right to her house. When they came up the drive it was long enough to hide the car from the street and any neighbors. Though there was one nosey one that she might drop by on later. She stormed out of the car as soon as it stopped. "Get a move on! I need to take care of a few things. I can't have you out here all night!"
Baby popped out of her door, and grabbed mama's purse, and the cop car diaper. "Coming!"
When they hit the front door Andrea stood there patiently, as if waiting for something. After several seconds she smacked the back of Baby' s diaper. "Are you that dense? Is your brain already turning to fluff? Get the keys out of the purse and open the door." Baby blushed at the insult. Only the former cop knew what else she did at the comment.
Finally the door swung open and Andrea stepped inside, followed by Baby. "Pick up all those diapers and stack them on the lower shelf of that table. And don't even think of changing your diaper! I'll do it after you've properly filled it!"
She left the girl alone to her task, not even caring if she escaped. Even though she was sure she wouldn't even try. Meadow's cheap dress fell off her, and was left on the floor. She went to her kitchen and poured a large glass of orange juice, the started sipping it as she caressed the front of her diaper. "I think it's time honey. I know our relationship has gotten pretty close lately. But I think it's time to call it quits." She giggled as she farted. "But I have a nice present for you first." She farted again and giggled. "Baby! Get in here!"
Baby ran to her new master. "Momma?" She asked.
"From now on you crawl in this house!"
As if her tendons had been cut she dropped to the floor. "Yes Momma, I'll do anything!"
Andrea shushed her. "And no more talking! You can say my name! But nothing else! She walked closer towards her. "And that rule applies outside this house as well. You are a baby now, only silly little baby sounds from now on! Until I decide to put you under that table with the others. Now let momma show to how to fill your pants."
She turned herself around and put her padded ass only millimeters away from Baby's face. With a contented sigh she finally let nature take it's course. Baby watched, stunned as a small bump started to tent out the back. She reached up and touched it. "Momma poop!"
Meadow had been lost. Beyond words. But then something new happened. Something was pressing out into her. At first her reduced abilities couldn't answer what it was. But as it pushed harder, and came out more it clicked. "Poo! Poopy me! Diaper poopy!". She felt incredibly happy. She was doing her job. Making sure nothing got out. She kept thinking to herself what a good diaper she was. Then as if a switch had been thrown she didn't understand what a diaper was. The last of her language centers faded as something from the outside gently caressed the lump through her. Memory and thought faded into faint pulses of contentness. Meadow, or the thing that used to be meadow was finally completely happy.
Andrea was finally done. The mass in her diaper caused her to keep her legs bowed out. She turned slightly to see an amazed looking Baby looking at it and touching the bulge tenting out. She grabbed at her hand, still tracing gentle circles around it and used it to smash it flat. "That's how you do it Baby. I suggest you remember that. No more tiny turds, or you'll never have to worry about them again. Follow momma."
She walked down the hall and opened a door to their right. The flick of a switch illuminated the room beyond. Baby almost said something in her amazement. "Get in the crib and wait for me to come back. Mommy has to get cleaned up." She walked to the door and started to close it. Before it clicked closed she looked back at her, "We might be busy later. I suggest you take care of business while I'm in the shower. You won't be allowed to touch yourself till we come back here. Get all your squirts out Baby." As the door closed Baby lay back and got to work. She wanted to keep her mommy happy.
Andrea stopped by the front door and grabbed the soiled diaper from her purse and plopped it in the diaper genie by the changing table. Then she carefully opened her own diaper and used it to clean most of the mess off herself, before rolling it into a ball and dropping it in. "Consider this your lay off notice Meadow. But at least you got to keep your man at the end!" The sound of the diaper falling into the bag and landing among her other victims brought a nice feeling of warm pleasure to her body. She crouched down next to the diaper pail and took a deep sniff. Stale urine, ammonia, rank mess, and sweet perfume assaulted her nose. Bringing a smile to her face as she remembered all her victims. She walked to her shower, humming a song to herself. "Getting to know you.... Getting to know all about you!"
It was another beautiful morning for Pearl. She woke an hour after dawn and started for the shower. She could smell the coffee was ready, or at least brewing. But she couldn't smell breakfast cooking. "Mom! Dad! I'm up. Gonna hit the shower!" She speed walked to the bathroom and smiled into the mirror as she waited for the water to warm. She ran a brush through her short hair, and rinsed out her mouth. Spitting the foam into the shower as she stepped in.
She hadn't expected to lose her job. But it seemed like her parents really enjoyed having her back in the house anyways. Though she was actively looking for work it was also true she wasn't in a hurry, and could afford to be choosy. She took a quick shower. She always did, and on the cool side as well. Just warm enough to fog the windows and mirrors a bit. As she shut it off she ran the towel over her body, and for good measure wiped the walls down when she was done. Just to make it easier to clean up later. She wrapped the towel around her body and popped back out into the hall. She could really smell the coffee now. But there was still no smell of breakfast. Her father had been a cook before he retired, and enjoyed setting up the meals for them. "Mom? Dad! Are you guys up?" Not thinking about how she was dressed she knocked casually on their door. "Are you two up?" When there was no answer she opened the door.
"Hmmmmm.... The bed's empty... They must be up already." She was about to go but she decided to quickly make their bed for them. "They'll really appreciate this." She thought. She set the pillows and pulled the sheets and blankets taught. But no matter how much she pulled there were two formed bulges that seemed to keep wrinkling her work. She flipped the covers up, expecting to see a misplaced bottom sheet. Instead she found something totally unexpected.
"Diapers? Why the hell are there diapers in their bed?" She picked one of them up. They were both the same size, and both were completely unfolded and spread out, as if waiting for someone to wear them. "Errr..... " She was shocked. She didn't think they had any bladder problems, and she hoped they weren't that kinky. "It must be one of their little jokes. I did tell them they were getting to old to keep jetting around the country. Weirdos..." She laughed at their joke, pulled the diapers free and set them on the dresser before finishing the bed. She was getting ready to leave when she caught site of wind blowing the curtains through an open widow. "God... You two need to be more careful. A thief could just crawl right in here..." She slammed it closed and went to her room.
The doorbell rang as she was getting dressed. "Hey! Can you guys get that?" She decided on a pair of loose pants for the day. And a tight support shirt to cover her modest chest. She was about to pull her socks on when the doorbell rang again. "I guess they went somewhere, they must have let me sleep in..." She yawned and stretched as she went to answer the door.
She was surprised when she looked through the peephole and saw two people dressed oddly on her porch. It took her a moment to recognize Andrea, dressed in a knee length very conservative mom style dress, a rather large purse slung over her shoulder. But the girl with her she just couldn't place. "Hey Andrea! Have you come to offer me a job?" She said when she opened the door. She gave her a hug, and added a warm smile to the person next to her.
Andrea hugged her back. "Can we come in?"
"Sure, you know I don't have any plans right now." She moved to let them walk by. Her eyes stayed on the person with her. She was a little shorter then Andrea and was probably the same age. But she was dressed totally different. A light yellow shirt was mostly covered by a pair of pink bib overall shorts. A My Little Pony backpack was strapped to her back. As she walked in Pearl swore she heard crinkling and smelled baby powder. She took a quick look outside, and noticed the car was gone. "I guess they did leave."
"What was that dear?" Andrea asked.
Pearl waved the question off. "Parents must have went out for breakfast or something. So what brings you by? Finally decide you have a position for me?" Pearl absently smiled at Andrea. But continued to stare at the other woman. She had dropped to the floor and was now crawling around on her hands and knees, there was definitely a crinkling sound. And her ass looked oddly bulged. "Is she okay?"
Andrea had found the couch and sat down on it, back ramrod straight. Almost as if she was the owner of the house. "Baby is fine. Could you open her pack for her and get a few toys out?" When she saw Pearl was complying she kept talking. "And yes. I have found a position for you. I think you'll love it. Everything is included. You'll fit in I'm sure, snug as a bug!"
Pearl was over joyed at the news. At first she had thought the toy request was a weird test. But as soon as she had pulled the dolls free the young woman had taken them and started playing. "Great! When do I start?"
The extra large purse dropped to the floor next to them. Andrea reached in and started to take things out. Some powder, wipes. A large pad. "Very soon dear. I think Baby is making an opening right now." She smiled as she said it. Her head cocked to one side. "That's my good girl. Make momma proud!"
Pearl looked down at the girl, in time to see her squat and start to grunt. She was still playing with one of the dolls as her face went red. A muffled fart took away all doubt about what she was looking at. "Is she taking a crap?" She asked horrified.
"Of course. I said she was making a new position for you. Getting ready for your big test."
Pearl started to shake her head. "No way! I do not change diapers! I don't need work that bad." She grimaced at the sounds escaping the girl's pants. She swore she saw a bulge expanding from her ass.
Andrea confirmed her suspicions. She leaned over and touched it gently with her fingers. "Good Baby! Momma is so proud of her little girl. That's a nice big present for her. I bet she likes that so much better then that tiny little turd."
Pearl was starting to freak out. "Weren't you listening? I'm not changing her diaper! I don't even want to see it! Please. Get out! I'll talk to Meadow later, just leave."
Andrea laughed. "I never said you were going to be her baby sitter. That's just silly. I said she was opening up a position for you. Once she's done there I'm going to clean her up and put you on her. I'm sure you'll enjoy your new position. But it's part time only I'm afraid."
"Look, I don't have time for games. Just leave before my parents come back."
Andrea laughed suddenly at that, even the baby woman seemed to giggle. "Oh that's right. The parents could come back and stop us huh?" She looked down at the infantile woman. "Well, are you done stinky? Ready to get this over with?"
Pearl was getting angry, "You are not getting anything done. You're getting her out of here right now!" She moved to point at the woman on the floor, but the spot she had been sitting at was empty. Pearl had enough time to think something was very wrong, then she felt a sudden push from below. She fell hard. She put her hands out to stop the fall but she still hit hard enough to knock the wind out of her. "Owwww, it think you broke my hand!" She yelled.
Then the weight came. She opened her eyes to see Andrea squatting over her. A warm wet part of her rubbing briefly against her leg. "What the hell is going on? Get off me you perv!" She slid back as Andrea got off her and let her move. She jumped to her feet and started for the phone in the kitchen. "I'm calling the police. Stay or run. I'm calling them!"
Andrea hunched her shoulders. Then talked to Baby. "Go get her parents. I want them ready. Make sure to fold them up and put them in your pack before you crawl down." The seemingly simple girl nodded and crawled away with purpose. Now Andrea looked back at Pearl. "Still want to call the police, or are you ready for some pampering?"
Pearl was livid. "My parents aren't home! I already said that."
Andrea pointed towards the back of the house. "Im sure they are still in their beds where we left them earlier. After we crawled through the window and found positions for them as well."
Pearl wanted to explode, "The only thing in their bed was diapers!" As she said that the leg Andrea had humped collapsed and she dropped to the floor again.
"Well I see you waited to long for that phone call." Andrea said while sneering.
Pearl didn't know what was wrong with her leg. She managed to sit up and look down at it. Gasping at the mangled thing it had become. She screamed, then looked at Andrea. "What did you do to me?!"
Andrea got down on her knees and started to pull Pearl's pants free. As they slid away the change to her body was obvious. "And I thought you were the smart one. Baby needs a diaper. You're turning into a diaper. It's perfect. A match made in heaven!"
Pearl watched as more of her body flattened and changed in front of her eyes. There was no denying it. "I don't want to be a diaper! Stop this! I'll do anything!"
"A bit late now." She replied. Then turned to see baby had crawled up beside them. She was rocking her hips. Letting the mess inside her diaper rub things it shouldn't. "I told you none of that! Time to change you anyways stinker." She pulled the adult baby to her feet and unsnapped her bib. Allowing it to fall away.
Pearl watched, almost stunned. "She's wearing a onsie!"
"Of course, it will hold you up against her little cunny when she makes pee pees!"
Pearl looked down at her legs, both were now just off white flaps of plastic. "I don't want to be peed in...." She mumbled.
"Nonsense! You're a diaper! That's what you're for! It's your job to suck up all her little accidents and hold them in silly!" And you'll be great at it!" She had Baby's onsie open and was carefully helping her down onto her back.
Pearl looked down at her own body, and saw the skin of her vagina had changed, having became fabric like, and white. An odd pressure seemed to be pushing from behind it. "I think I have to pee Andrea! I don't want to wet myself!"
Andrea had Baby's nasty diaper open and was cleaning her with it. "Impossible. You're a diaper. You can't possibly pee. Just relax!"
Pearl was determined to prove she wasn't a diaper. She relaxed the muscles around the area of pressure, and was rewarded with a spurt of liquid dribbling out. "See!" She said excitedly, "I'm not a diaper! You said they can't pee!"
Andrea had the old diaper off, and was wiping Baby. She finished with one last swipe then dropped her bum on the mat. "Diaper. You're a diaper." She reached out and gathered most of the escaped liquid with her fingers. "Seems a little thick for pee...." She brought it to her nose. "And it certainly doesn't smell like pee." She moved the fingers towards Pearl. "It's just the perfume they put on you to make babies smell nice!" She ran the fingers down Pearl's face, leaving streaks of sweet smelling trails down her cheeks. "Now hurry up, Baby is going to get cold!
The sweet smell on her face drove the point home, "But I'm not a diaper?.... I'm a woman! I don't want to be peed in.... I don't want to be....." Her toes felt cramped. they had melted and merged as they flattened. Forming obvious sticky tapes, though she could still feel each toe as cool air moved over them. She was still watching as the change hit her belly button. It was getting hard to breath. Something inside was moving. She looked over at the half naked woman, and saw a wet trail running from her slit to the floor. "Pee!" She said with her last breath. Lifting an all to heavy arm and pointing at it.
"Well of course! Babies just plain leak all the time. I was hoping you'd be done by now. But I think you're close enough." She reached out and started to take the last of her clothes off. Stripping Pearl of the last of her dignity. "I swear. We should have just used that jogger from earlier."
Pearl was still laying up against the wall, her right arm didn't want to move much. But her left one was still able. She used it to touch the padding her belly had become. "I can feel it... But it's not skin.... It's just.... Just..... Diaper! She's really doing it! I'm turning into a fucking piss pad!" She thought. Pearl used one of her fingers to touch a breast as the colour from her skin drained away. She could feel a warmth, and then was shocked as her mounds deflated in her hand. "Noooo!" She felt something grab what used to be her butt and start sliding her onto the floor. She was still able to lift her head and watch as her changed body was slid towards Baby's lifted bum. She could not only smell the sweet plume coming from her own skin, but also the tiny ring of absorbed liquid on the changing pad. With a last push her lower half was under and a sudden weight meant Baby was now laying on her. She still had her head up and saw a single golden drop drip from one of Baby's lower lips and land on her padding. She felt an odd tickle at her belly button as it absorbed in.
Andrea had some type of cream in one of her hands now, and was squirting some into the other hand. "Got to use some barrier I think. We don't need that rash getting worse do we?" She started to slather in on as Pearl-diaper watched. Something else was changing. She could feel her head moving, altering. She stopped being able to control her neck, but her head naturally stayed curved up. Her vision started to get lower, as her arms and shoulders merged with the top of her head. The leaking pussy in front of her seemed to get closer, she could smell it now. But just barely. Another small jet of liquid arched out and splashed across Pearl's padding. She giggled in her head at the feeling.
"Almost there Pearl! Ready for your position I hope?" She grabbed at the front of the diaper, faint impressions and lines still showed a face looking out.
Loud crinkling filled her ears as Andrea gave Pearl's head a yank. Her vision blurred and seemed to look two different places at once, just before it faded to bright white, then darkness. "I'm blind! I can't see!". She thought. She could still feel and hear her head being pulled up now. Her arms pushed back by two warm things.
She knew it was coming, but feeling and tasting the warm wet sex push against her face was still a surprise. Pearl could feel it pulse and move as what felt like a hand pushed her hard against it from from back of her head. The loud crinkling faded then, to quiet crackles. And then nothing as her ears finally disappeared. But she was to busy to realize at that second. In her rational mind she was disgusted at what she knew was touching her, making her dirty, leaking into what used to be her skin and body. There was some piss to be sure. But her dry mouth and tongue could taste something else. "The little bitch is excited! She's actually fucking horny and wet over a diaper change!" There was a firm pull on her left leg and left arm.
Pearl felt her leg wrapped around something, over her arm, and then her toes were pulled straight and stuck to the back of her head. The same thing happened to her other side as well. "Shit! She did it! I'm a diaper! She's actually wearing me!" There was movement; her world shifted as Baby rolled over onto her knees and pissed. Not a spurt, but enough to show from the outside. "Shit! She's using me! She's filling me up! Help! Mom! Mommmmaaa! Help me!" Baby started crawling then, rolling Pearl's body and wet padding between her legs as she moved. In her mind Pearl screamed and moaned as another part of her awoke and got louder. She felt it. The urge for just a little more....
"Well. That takes care of our morning job." Andrea said as she patted Baby on her head. "Another ten pack ready to be sealed. And a few extra for you." She sat down and stuck one of her legs out. Baby looked at it longingly. Andrea knew what she needed. "I know honey. Go ahead you earned it."
Baby mounted the offered leg and humped for all she was worth. The diaper was still warm from the change, and her added accident helped push her on. Drool ran from her mouth as she grunted and moaned, loud crinkling rhythmically filled the room.
Andrea smiled down at her minion. She ran a hand over her face, letting her lick it before bringing that same hand to her own hot spot. "Momma knows what Baby needs, because Momma needs it too...." Her breath caught as she found the right spot and started rubbing. She closed her eyes and thought back to everyone she had changed. A vicious smile came to her face as her motions started to go faster. Then she thought of more people, of everyone that had done her wrong. Of watching them all writhe and morph into diapers. Her breathing changed, turning to rapid pants, almost in time with Baby's own motions. Then she thought of the witch, and of seeing her bleached and padded. "More....." She moaned. Thinking of everyone she had ever known. "More!" She finally screamed.
As the pleasure faded Momma stood and looked down at Baby. She was ready. She would turn the whole world. Would shit on everyone like they shit on her. She laughed, an odd broken cackle of a laugh and grabbed her bag. "Time to go."
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Posted on : Nov 7, 2014
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