The Last Item (Patreon)

 Picture property of Adriana Evans. 

"What the hell is this?" Addison frowned, approaching the bag on her bed uncertainly. It definitely hadn't been there this morning, when she headed out to classes... Had her roommate left it for her? She rarely spoke to the other girl, so it seemed unlikely that she'd suddenly decide to give Addison a present for no apparent reason.

Things only got more confusing once she actually looked into the bag. There were a few things inside, some of which she recognized, mostly because she could read the words on the side, some that she had no idea what they were. The biggest item was the most mysterious, at least at first; part of her wanted to throw the whole bag away and forget about it, but something made her reach in and pick up that one, big thing.

As soon as her fingers brushed against it, she began to suspect what it was... She'd thought maybe it was a towel or something, all folded up, yet, when she touched it, she realized it was coated in plastic, hearing it crinkle beneath her fingers. The material beneath was stiff, yet slightly springy, thick and fluffy... Her hand leapt away from it automatically, for just a moment before she couldn't resist touching it again. Now she was even more confused as to why it was here, but also certain that she had to be wrong, even though it made the other objects in the bag make more sense.

She pulled it out, slowly unfolding it, hearing it rustle even louder, although maybe that was just her imagination, or her arms brushing against the bag. It was, definitely, a diaper, just as she'd suspected... A huge, bulky, adult diaper. But why?! She shook her head, dropping it onto her bed and looking into the bag again, this time seeing a note that had been hiding under the diaper. Finally, she thought, some answers.

Instead, it was a web address. She stared at it suspiciously, her feelings of uncertainty and slight fear returning instantly... She wanted to see what was on the page, sure, but she also didn't know if it was a good idea to visit a strange site on her laptop. Finally, she grabbed her phone instead, opening up a private tab on the browser just to be safe, and tapped in the address.

As the page loaded, she nearly dropped the phone with a gasp. There, staring back at her, was.... Her. She'd almost forgotten about the pictures; she'd been drunk when she took them, feeling desperate to hook up with a guy she'd had a crush on since she'd started college... But she hadn't actually sent them, had she? She'd never heard anything from him, so surely not... So, why were they on some random website?

It turned out all she needed to do for the answer was scroll down a little further. "I know what you did," the block of text told her. "I know you were the one to leak those pictures online... If you don't send me photos of yourself, in what I left for you, by the end of today, I'll do the same with these." There was a phone number, and she quickly searched her phone to make sure it wasn't somebody in her contacts - or, at least, not one of them stupid enough to use their own number and not a burner phone.

She stared down at the diaper, pouting. They actually wanted her to wear that thing?! And give them evidence of it?! If it hadn't been for the threat, she would have never entertained the notion... She considered texting the number and claiming innocence, but she didn't want to tempt them to go through with it early; besides, it wouldn't have been true. She'd known it was wrong, and felt guilty about it... It hadn't stopped her, however. She'd done basically the same thing to a couple different girls at the school, only she hadn't given them the chance to stop her.

It had been, again, because of that guy... She'd caught them flirting with him, then managed to get her hands on their phones just long enough to find the pictures and send them to herself, so she could put them out online for the whole school to see. There was no way he hadn't seen the photos, and, sure, that's what she'd almost done herself, but now it wasn't just him seeing them, it was everyone.

She knew the message was probably from one of those girls, or one of their friends who may have seen her with their phones, but even if she could narrow it down to which one it had been, she wasn't sure what she could do about it. One of them had even transferred schools, so she couldn't even go to the administration if it was her... And if it was the other one, it would give that girl the chance to tattle on Addison. Considering how upset the school had been when it had happened, Addison doubted that would end well for her.

But she'd also seen how everyone looked at the girls after she'd put those pictures up, and she didn't want that to happen to her. She sighed, looking into the bag again and taking out the baby powder and the childish, pink shirt, praying her roommate wouldn't walk in as she undressed and got into her new outfit. The diaper felt so foreign and uncomfortable, very different from her usual panties, yet, if it was what she needed to do... Well, she would just have to deal with it, at least long enough to get this picture.

There was one other thing in the bag she didn't recognize, and, unlike the diaper, picking it up didn't solve the mystery. She had no clue what to do with it, so, finally, knowing the longer she took, the more chances there were for her blackmailer to do something with her pictures, or her roomie to return, she sent a picture to the number, asking, "What do I do with this?"

When she saw the answer, she could barely believe it... But she was already too far gone. Not only did the person on the other end of the line have the original photos, they had one of her in a diaper... She realized that she had no way of knowing that they wouldn't release everything even after she used that last item; it was probably her best chance, though, and her only real hope. 

She whined, bouncing on her bed, tears starting to form in her eyes. No way... Not only was she wearing a diaper, but they wanted to make sure she used it, like she was an actual baby... She couldn't imagine anything more humiliating. At least, not until she'd pulled her diaper down, slid the nozzle into her bottom, and emptied it inside. By then, of course, it was too late, but it was only then that she began to worry about what she was going to do after she'd pooped her Pampers and taken another picture. 

How was she going to clean herself up without anyone noticing? The bathrooms were going to be pretty busy this time of day... On the other hand, the longer she spent in her room, the more likely it was that her roommate would find her, and even if she put something on over the diaper, she would probably smell her. She whimpered as she felt a cramp in her tummy, regretting this whole thing, almost wishing she'd just called their bluff and hoped they wouldn't expose the original pictures... Now, she'd already given them another, more humiliating photo, and had blundered into an even worse situation herself... And she knew she was essentially entirely at the mercy of whoever was doing this, because, if she could somehow get out of this situation, she would do whatever it took to keep anyone else from seeing the evidence.