Playtime - Part 5 (Patreon)

It just wasn't fair... It hadn't even been her idea; she hadn't even gone to the RA. After the initial shock of finding herself in a wet diaper - which was pretty humiliating, sure - Madison had tried to brush it off, saying whatever she'd heard had just been a hypnosis file of some kind, nothing more.

Her friends were less convinced, and, despite Madison instructing them not to tell anyone, they'd tattled on her, telling the RA all about it behind her back, claiming they were worried about her... Though not worried enough to admit to being the ones to put her up to it, apparently.

"I know it sounds silly, but this is a very serious illness," her RA lectured her. "It isn't anything to mess around with on a whim. Did you know we've already had four girls drop out with... whatever it is?"

"I didn't," Madison had to admit. "But it doesn't matter, it didn't affect me..."

Her RA looked at her skeptically. "I certainly hope not, for your sake... I still don't think you're taking this seriously enough, though. Maybe we'd better go on a little field trip..."

Madison wasn't exactly excited about it, especially when the RA insisted she wear one of her diapers for the trip - despite Madison insisting she'd barely had any accidents since she heard the file - to keep her car seats dry, but she didn't have much of a choice. She almost turned out to be grateful for the diaper, as the ride was much longer than she expected, taking them out of the city and to a farm.

The woman who came to the door seemed nice, offering Madison and the RA drinks before leading them into a little room that looked like an oversized nursery. In it, two young women in tank tops and diapers were sitting, playing like toddlers. "Do you recognize them?" the RA asked.

Madison nodded, eyes locked on the pair. She'd had a class with one; the other had lived on her floor. They'd seemed like normal, mature girls then... Now, they both giggled vacantly as one, and then the other, got on her hands and knees, sticking her padded bottom into the air. Madison wasn't sure what they were doing for a moment, until she heard a familiar sound, and saw the backs of the diapers begin to expand, an unpleasant smell filling the room quickly.

Then, as if that wasn't humiliating enough, when they were done, they sat down in it, then began bouncing, drooling as they started rubbing the fronts of their diapers desperately. "There's not point in watching them now," the woman who had answered the door said as Madison glanced over at her, shocked and disgusted. "They're too far gone..."