The Phone - Part 2 (Patreon)

To Lara's surprise, instead of looking anxious, like usual, he gave her a little smile in return. Immediately, she began to feel suspicious. What was he up to? Had he already spilled the beans? He'd better not have... She wouldn't hesitate for a moment to throw those pictures all over the Internet if he did, no matter what kind of punishment she might get for cheating.

She saw him take out his phone, the one that had started all this, and a moment later, her own phone let out a strange noise, one she hadn't heard from it before. "Sorry," she blushed, looking up at the teacher. "I-I thought I'd..."

She frowned. Something was definitely wrong... But what? Her voice sounded strange, a little too high, though, more than that, almost as if it was muffled by something, like she had something in her mouth. She squirmed uncertainly, her frown deepening as she noticed another thing that felt wrong, this time, a little further south.

She couldn't recall for sure what panties she'd worn that day, but she knew, whatever they were, they didn't feel like what she had on now. Suddenly, they felt huge, pressing out against her thighs, and slick, and hot... She glanced down in confusion, eyes widening in terror as she saw, quite well, what she now had on.

It was a diaper. A giant, cloth diaper with a pair of plastic pants over it... Even worse, however, was the fact that it was on full display, her skirt having somehow vanished without a trace. She looked around, terrified that her classmates had seen, then raised her hand. "C-Can I..?" she started to ask, her voice sounding even higher, and more timid, than before, her tongue feeling even clumsier, like there was something pressing against it, filling her mouth.

"We're about to start," her teacher informed her. "So, no. Finish the test and you can go then."

Normally, Lara might have fought that, yet now, she just fidgeted in her seat, staring up at her teacher as a pit of fear began to form in her stomach. The woman looked so huge now, so mature... It was probably the fault of the diaper, but whatever it was, Lara's usual confidence had drained away. with every move she made, she heard the plastic pants rustle, making her more and more aware of them as she watched the teacher walk through the class, passing out tests, knowing that, once the woman got to her, there was no way she wouldn't see what she was wearing.

If she did, she didn't say anything, almost as if this was what she was used to Lara wearing... However, rather than giving her one of the tests she'd been handing out to everyone else, she gave Lara a coloring book. "B-But..." Lara stammered, looking at it uncertainly.

"Quiet," the teacher snapped. "We're about to start."

"Y-Yes, ma'am," Lara gulped. She hadn't called her teachers 'sir' or 'ma'am' in years, but it had just slipped out... After all, a silly little girl like her, who had to wear such big diapers to school, was definitely nowhere near an equal to any adult, especially not a teacher... And, judging by what she'd been given as a 'test', the woman knew she was just a kid...