Playtime - Part 11 (Patreon)

Karen woke up, covered in sweat, surrounded by the blankets she'd kicked off of herself in the night. It didn't even seem all that hot in the house, but the last few nights, she'd just been getting so warm... She wriggled, blushing as she felt the now familiar squishing sensation in the padding around her waist. That had to be the culprit... She'd had bedwetting problems off and on for as long as she could remember, and, while she didn't remember her diapers making her feel so overheated the last time she'd had to wear them, she'd also never had to wear any as thick as these... Unfortunately, she'd gotten too big for Goodnites, so she'd had to move up to something a little more substantial.

She started to strip out of her pajamas, cheeks flushing when, in order to use one hand, she had to force its thumb out of her mouth, which instantly made her feel even more unhappy. Unlike her sporadic bedwetting, that was a new problem, one that, she had no doubt, was due to her latest promotion at work, which would hopefully let her move out into her own place instead of having to share with two other people, but was stressing her out to no end... Likely, that was what had caused her bedwetting to flare back up, too. The thumbsucking had quickly been getting worse, to the point where, the night before, she hadn't even been able to fall asleep until she'd popped her thumb into her mouth.

While she was taking her morning shower, she tried to convince herself that it really wasn't that big of a deal, that she should just suck it up and go, however, after her scare with Lisa the day before, she wasn't sure she could handle it right then. She just wanted to curl up back in bed, though that would mean putting on another diaper, just to be safe, and, no matter how cold she let the water get, that thought made her start feeling warm again... Besides, she had some sick days... She might as well use them...

Once she'd called her job, she went back to the living room, which she'd spent much of the rest of the previous day disinfecting, and flopped down on the couch, turning on the TV. She wasn't really watching anything, yet, somehow, the next thing she knew, it was almost two in the afternoon, and she was getting a text from a few rooms over. "Quarantine or not," it read. "I'm going to come out there if I don't get something to eat soon."

"Shoot!" Karen hopped off the couch, scurrying into the kitchen. She opened the fridge and stared at the contents for a few minutes, pouting before yanking open the freezer and digging to the chicken nuggets she knew the other girls had hidden there. She'd cooked the night before, after all, and honestly, none of her usual healthy stuff sounded yummy to her... She found an old box of mac and cheese and started that up as well, then, after watching the stove for a minute or two, she wandered back into the living room.

She noticed the sound, but didn't think anything of it for a few minutes, when she finally recognized it. Quickly, she rushed back to the kitchen, pushing the pot of overboiling macaroni off the burner, grabbing a towel to wipe away the water, nearly burning herself in the process before remembering to turn the burner off. She finished cooking, throwing some of it onto a plate for Lisa and taking it back to her.

"Is... everything all right?" the girl asked as she looked at the contents of the plate her usually health-conscious roommate was handing her.

"I'm not your slave!" Karen pouted, stomping her foot. "I didn't want to spend all day cooking, is that okay?!"

"Yeah, it's fine," Lisa nodded. "But I also meant..." she nodded down towards Karen herself. Karen, still sulking, glanced down, only to see a wet spot on her pants.

"I spilled a little water!" she fumed. "That's all! Now eat your stupid lunch!" She stormed back to the kitchen, where she got some of the food herself, forgetting all about the spill, and everything else, as she plopped back in front of the TV and began to eat, surprised at how good this junk actually was. She even went back for a second on the slightly-burned nuggets.

When she heard a door open, she automatically shouted, "Get back in your room, Lisa, you're on quarantine!" Briefly, she thought that maybe the girl was returning her plate, which Karen hadn't even thought of retrieving. A few moments later, however, she saw their other roomie, Julia, stumble in, wearing a shirt and diaper.

"Karie!" she exclaimed, her voice unusually high and sing-songy, holding her arms out as if for a hug and advancing. "Karie, wow! I'm a baby girl now!"

"No!" Karen whimpered, scrambling away, her mind racing. Lisa must have infected Julia! She really did have the virus! She'd known she was right to try to quarantine the girl... She noticed something warm running down her legs, but she was too tense to care. "Stay away!"

"Are you okay?" Julia dropped her arms, her voice returning to normal. "I was just teasing... Lisa told me what happened, and..."

"Go away!" Karen ordered. "Don't touch me!"

"It was a joke!" Julia claimed. "I promise, I'm not..."

"Go to your room! You're quarantined, too!" Karen pointed. "I'm not gonna be a baby!"