Playtime - Part 4 (Patreon)

Was this really a good idea? Probably not... Madison was in college now, pretty much an adult, she shouldn't be so easily swayed by the drawing of the short straw and the silly dare that had ensued as a result.

Then again, what harm could it really do? She'd always heard it referred to as a virus... You couldn't get a virus from listening to something; that was stupid. She wasn't sure what the file was, but it was surely just a joke, something to freak out gullible young people, like her friends, or give them a new thing to challenge each other to on Youtube.

On the other hand, while she'd seen it called a virus, she'd also heard that wasn't a perfect description - in fact, nobody really understood it, or how it spread. Even so, there was no way it could spread through an audio file; it was impossible. She also had a feeling the symptoms weren't as bad as the victims made them out to be... They probably just liked the attention, or were looking for an easy way to escape from their responsibilities for a while.

Her friends had insisted on watching, since she refused to record herself doing something so dumb and put it up online, like everyone else seemed to be doing. "How else will we know you really did it, and didn't just chicken out?" they teased, and she had to admit that she didn't really have an answer.

Unfortunately, part of the whole ordeal was putting herself into a diaper first. She didn't honestly believe it would matter; her friends claimed they didn't, either, yet they still insisted she do it. One even offered to help her out, asking if she knew how to do it, but she was pretty sure she could figure it out. How hard could it be?

Harder than she'd thought, it turned out, yet still quite doable. Next to her skimpy, silky panties, it seemed almost absurdly huge, bulging out between her legs, making it difficult to find a comfortable position as she sat on her bed, waiting for her friends to come filing in. The first couple teased her, asking if she was diapered, and after that, it just became easier to leave her skirt flipped up, the infantile thing exposed.

"Are you sure you don't want us to film it?" one asked, holding up her phone. "You're way cuter than a bunch of the people I've seen do it. I bet you could go viral!"

"That's the last thing I want," Madison stuck her tongue out. "I'm only doing this to make you guys shut up about it, and then I don't want to think about it ever again." She slipped her earbuds into place, then showed her phone's screen to the gathered girls, letting them see that she was on the right webpage, then hit play.

She waited a few moments, fidgeting in the hot, uncomfortable diaper, wondering when it was going to begin, then hit the play button again. "I don't know what's going on," she scowled, squinting at the screen. "I don't hear anything..." She glanced up from her phone to see her friends staring at her, wide-eyed. "What?"

"Oh, my God," one whispered, eyes shining with tears. "I'm so sorry... I-I didn't think it would work..."

"It didn't," Madison rolled her eyes. "I told you, it didn't do anything, it didn't even start." She frowned, squirming a little more. Something felt different, somehow... She couldn't quite put her finger on it...

"Madison, you've been sitting there for almost an hour," another of her friends told her. "A-And..." The girl's face turned red as she looked down towards Madison's crotch, unable to keep speaking.

"Very funny," Madison said. "Come on, there's no way..." She did glance downwards anyway, just to see what her friend was looking at, only to be greeted by a very obvious wet spot on the crotch of her diaper. "Th-There's no way..."