CYOA: I Know What You Did Last Halloween - Chapter 4 (Patreon)

"No way," Kassidy shook her head. Things were bad enough already... She needed every advantage she could get if she was going to have any hope of stopping herself from making them ten times worse. "I'm going to leave, and you girls can have your stupid party without me. Happy Halloween, I guess."

"I don't think you understand, Kassi," Susie grabbed her by the arm, stopping her in her tracks. "That wasn't the choice."

"What do you expect?" Shelly butted in. "She's just a dumb little baby!"

"Hey!" Kassidy gasped as her former friend grabbed her by the arms from behind, lifting her up off the floor. Her legs flailed, diaper crinkling, as she tried to break loose, while Susie knelt down, easily avoiding the now smaller girl's kicking feet, feeding them into the plastic pants. "Stop it! This isn't fair!"

"Aww," Susie smirked. "NOW you're worried about fairness? A little late now, baby girl."

She slid the plastic pants up Kassidy's legs, letting the waistband snap shut over top of the bulky diaper. Instantly, Kassidy could feel even more heat trapped around her crotch, could feel herself beginning to sweat, as Susie pulled the chain in the waistband tight, slipping the lock through. "Susie, no!" Kassidy whimpered. "I-I'll be good! I-I'll go get the candy!"

"Yes," Susie agreed. "I know you will... Because you're definitely going to be wanting that change before long." And, with a grin, she pushed the lock shut. It clicked, Kassidy squeaking in response as if she'd been shot, grabbing at it even before Shelly set her down, feeling the weight of it, knowing she wasn't getting it off without the key.

She was going to poop her pants; that was all there was to it. There was no way she was going to be able to get enough candy before the laxatives kicked in... And now, getting out of her diaper would be impossible. In a way, the stool softeners might be a blessing in disguise, keeping her from having to wonder if it was worth holding it, from worrying about it too much... But she doubted she'd feel that way afterwards.

"No fair!" Kassidy repeated, stomping her foot.

"Go on," Susie urged. "Throw your little tantrum... It isn't going to do you any good. Nothing is going to happen until you come back with a full bucket... And diaper. I'd get going now if I were you, but..." She shrugged. "That's up to you."

Kassidy shot her a dirty look, though she knew the girl was right. She wasn't going to change their minds, wasn't going to accomplish anything, here... She wouldn't have let anyone get away with that last year, so it definitely wasn't going to happen now. She had to play their - or, rather, her - stupid game first.

She took the bucket with a pout, stomping her way out of the room, listening to her squadmates, and potential future squadmates, giggle and gush about how cute she was, bursting out onto the rest of campus. It was a little disorienting, seeing it all from her new perspective, everything - and everyone - looking so much bigger, even more than she would have expected.

That was partially why she didn't consider simply walking to her car, driving to the nearest convenience store, and buying a couple bags of candy. Walking around like this was strange enough... She was worried she'd have too hard a time getting used to driving that way, and would risk getting into an accident or something. Not to mention, with everything else Susie had done, she wouldn't have been surprised if the girl would know she took a shortcut.

There were houses near the campus, too, and they might have been a slightly safer bet, but they'd also take more time... She didn't harbor any delusions that, if she stayed on campus, she'd fill her bucket before her pants, yet she did have to take into account that she'd have to walk back to the party afterwards, and the walk was going to be much longer if she left the school grounds.

So, diaper securely locked into place, and far too visible, no matter how hard she tugged at the hem of her dress, she made her way to the closest dorm, waddling and crinkling all the while, cheeks glowing anytime she even spotted another student, wondering if they knew who she was, if they'd seen her cheering at the football games, only to now see her like this.

There was no doubt about that once she knocked at her first door. "Oh, my God!" the girl who answered exclaimed, towering over the tiny cheerleader. "Marcy, look who it is!"

"Tr-Trick or treat," Kassidy mumbled, wanting to get this over with as quickly as possible, while the other girl in the room hopped down off her bed, her sleep shorts emphasizing her long legs, reminding Kassidy of what she'd lost.

"So cute!" she squealed. "But, sweetie, did you forget? You're supposed to wear a costume!"

Kassidy blushed, listening to the roommates laugh at her. She knew they were only teasing her - or hoped so, at any rate - but she couldn't help herself. "I am!" she stomped her foot.

"She must be all mixed up," the first girl nodded. "She spends so much time running around in her little cheerleader costume, I bet she forgot that's all it was."

Marcy snickered, pointing at Kassidy's diaper. "Well, it's no surprise... See? It says right there that she's a dumb little baby!"

"No, I'm not!" Kassidy whined. "C-Can I just have some candy?"

"That must be there to remind her," the other girl giggled. "Doesn't seem to have done any good, though... She probably doesn't know how to read."

"Yes, I do!" Kassidy growled. This was taking far too long... And she didn't even know if they were going to help fill her bucket! If every stop was this bad, she'd be here all weekend! "Trick or treat!" she repeated, shoving her bucket towards them insistently.

"I'm not convinced," Marcy shook her head. "Why don't you prove it? I take a kids' lit class, so I have something here that's probably your speed."

She stepped over to her desk, digging through piles of books and coming up with a board book, clearly for toddlers, about a cute, little, blonde witch, who didn't look much more mature than her target audience. "Read us a page of this out loud, and you can have some candy."

"Forget it," Kassidy rolled her eyes, frustrated. 

"Aww, you made her grumpy!" the other girl said, as Kassidy stormed off.

"She probably just needs a change!" Marcy told her, and the two of them laughed, Kassidy moving further and further down the hall, away from them, waiting for them to finish before knocking on another door.

"Aww," the girl who answered that one exclaimed, seeing her, bending down to pinch her cheeks. "You're so precious! It's good to see you embracing who you are!"

"I'm not!" Kassidy pulled away, pout. "I mean, it isn't! I'm trick or treating!"

"Not very well," the girl observed, looking at Kassidy's empty bucket. "Sorry, sweetie, but I don't have any candy... I'm waiting for tomorrow to buy some. You can come back then, if you want!"

That was going to be much too late, so Kassidy moved on again, feeling disturbed that everyone was recognizing her so easily, and clearly knew about her diapers, the ones she'd supposedly been wearing for as long as she'd been here, even if in only one version of her memories. Whatever Susie had done, it had spread to the whole campus...

She visited the rest of the floor, to varying success. Everyone looked so gigantic compared to her, and seemed to feel like they had to comment on her outfit. They weren't making fun of her, the way she'd assumed people had last year... They were treating it like it was completely normal, which was much worse, in its own way. Some of them had candy, at least, and didn't make her jump through hoops for it like the first room.

It was still slow going, however. Not many people seemed to expect trick or treaters... Not here, anyway. It made sense, she supposed... She'd never had any herself, while she was living in the dorm. There were some more traditional apartments on campus, though, and she could see the people who lived there being more used to handing out candy. She probably should have started with them in the first place, honestly, but this was one part of the scheme from the previous year she hadn't put that much thought into, hadn't had to... It didn't matter to her where the girls got the candy, as long as they did. Judging by what she'd managed so far here, it would be worth it to head to the apartments, instead of to the next floor of this building. 

As she made her way back towards the entrance, Marcy called out. "Offer still stands, Kassi," she told her as she toddled past. "Prove you can read, and we'll give you some candy!"

Kassidy winced, hating this confirmation that the girl knew exactly who she was, taking away any hope she'd had that she might be confusing her for someone else. "I do," she spat. "And I'm not going to prove it for one piece of candy!"

"One piece, huh?" Marcy ducked inside, then turned back, holding a giant plastic cauldron filled with treats, one Kassidy hadn't even noticed sitting beside the door, she'd been so anxious her first time at their room. "We might be able to spare a bit more than that..."

Kassidy stopped in her tracks; this could be the answer to her prayers! That was more than enough to fill her bucket... She could take that, and be on her way back to Susie in the time it took her to read one page of a picture book... Her tummy was hurting a little, but if she read fast enough, then maybe she'd make it before she had an accident...

"Fine," she gave in. "Give me the stupid book."

"Come on, Patty!" Marcy grinned, ushering Kassidy inside. "It's story time!" The two sat down on one of their beds, cauldron of candy between them, positioning Kassidy in front of them with the book. "All right," she urged. "Show us what you got."

Kassidy stared down at the book, starting to question her decision, then, with a sigh, opened it up. "'Sierra tries her very best,'" she read out loud, "'but she always has lots of problems, with her spells, and her potty training, and everything in between!'"

"Sounds like someone else," Patty teased. "Are you sure this book isn't about you, Kassi?"

"Oh, yeah," Marcy chuckled. "They just changed 'cheerleading' to 'magic' to make it less obvious."

"I don't have any trouble with my cheerleading!" Kassidy informed them grumpily. She wished she could say the same about her potty training, but that was only true in one version of her memories, and it seemed pretty clear it wasn't the one that lined up with what these girls knew about her.

"Sounds like a fib to me," Patty told her. "And we don't give out candy to fibbers. Why don't you prove it?"

"Seriously?!" Kassidy glowered. "I did what you wanted! I read a page! I know how to read! Will you just..?!"

"No, she's right," Marcy agreed. "We don't want to encourage you to tell lies."

"I'm not!" Kassidy insisted, but they refused to listen, and she knew that the longer she argued about this, the more chance there was of her pooping her pants in front of them. She'd already come this far... She might as well prove them wrong so she could get her candy and leave.

She'd been cheering for years, and was quite good at it, in her own opinion at least. Unfortunately, in this case, the predominant memories were the ones from the life where she hadn't been struggling to keep her diapers hidden at the same time, so, as she launched into a simple cheer to show she could do it, she was completely thrown off by the bulky diaper between her legs, making her movements clumsy and not at all impressive. By the end, even she wasn't sure she'd accomplished what she'd set out to do.

"I guess that's close enough," Patty shrugged. She picked up a piece of candy, dropping it into the bucket at Kassidy's feet. "Good job!"

"B-But Marcy said..." Kassidy protested, staring greedily at the cauldron. She'd read from the book, she'd done a cheer... She'd absolutely earned more than one pitiful piece of candy!

"I said you could have more," Marcy acknolwedged. "I didn't say you wouldn't have to work for them, though. You can have one more piece for each page you read."

"B-But that isn't...!" Kassidy fumed. Marcy hadn't specified, however... Kassidy should have known better than to assume the best. She looked down at the book, trying to guess how many pages were left, if this was worth it or not. "Fine," she sighed, turning to the next one. 

It was kind of a strange little book, one that Kassidy had to assume was for toddler struggling with their own potty training. The witch in it was trying to celebrate Halloween, but, despite being a witch, every little thing scared her, and always made her have an accident. Knowing her own diaper was wet, and more likely to be messy the longer she spent here, every time she read about that, she blushed a bit deeper, stumbling over her words a hair more. 

The weird thing was, if this was meant for kids, that the witch never got any better. She always made excuses, and disobeyed her Mommy and wore big girl panties instead of her diapers, and then got spanked for wetting them, but, in the end, the message wasn't that she needed to believe in herself, or keep trying... It seemed to be that she needed to accept her place, because she wound up in diapers, and locking mittens, so she couldn't take them off.

"Such a good story," Marcy said. 

"And one some people could take to heart," Patty added pointedly. 

Kassidy didn't feel like arguing the point, the whole thing make her feel odd. True to their word, she'd gotten a piece of candy for every page of the book, which had helped, though still didn't fill her bucket. There was plenty more in the cauldron, but she really didn't feel like spending any more time around these girls, or seeing what else they might have in mind for her to earn more.

"Th-Thanks," she mumbled, picking up her bucket, heading for the door.

Marcy beat her there, standing between her and it. "Hold it," she ordered. "It's past curfew now... We can't let you go out there. You could get hurt, or lost!"

Kassidy didn't know what they were up to, and didn't want to. "Yeah, right," she rolled her eyes. "I'm not stupid, I know there isn't a curfew."

Did they know? Had they head her tumble rumbling during the story, seen her starting to squirm, feeling the pressure starting to build, knowing that, at any moment, something disastrous was about to happen? She'd done her best to hide it, but that might not have been enough.

Marcy didn't budge. Kassidy nibbled her bottom lip, glancing from girl to girl, one in front of her, the other still sitting on the bed, watching with amusement. She was no match for them... Either one was big enough that they could have made her do anything they wanted. The two of them together? She didn't stand a chance...

"I hafta go get more candy!" she whined, bouncing in place. "You don't understand!"

"Candy, candy, candy," Marcy shook her head, stepping forward. "Is that all you think about?"

Kassidy took her chance as Marcy approached, diving under her legs and grabbing for the doorknob, fumbling with it just long enough to make her heart beat a little faster before she got it open, racing out into the hall, and out of the dorm. 

It would have been nice to take a moment to calm down, but she knew that every second she spent not heading to the apartments was another second she was going to be trick or treating in a dirty diaper. It was definitely coming, at any time... She could feel the early warnings, knew it was inevitable...

Her theory was proven correct, the first apartment she stopped at handing out candy without missing a beat, only asking, "You're a bit late, aren't you? You're not out here by yourself, I hope."

"N-No," she lied. "Th-Thanks!"

She scurried on to the next door, and the next, some of them commenting that they'd thought trick or treating was over, but none seeming too surprised to see her, or unprepared. She wasn't sure if there were enough apartments for her to fill her bucket entirely here, though she was starting to feel confident she'd make a decent dent in it.

She knocked on the next door, feeling about as good as she could, all things considered, already saying, "Trick or..!" before it was completely open.

She stopped, at first, because she saw who was on the other side, knew there was no way he wouldn't recognize her. "J-Jake?" she blushed, staring right up into the eyes of the quarterback.

They'd dated, of course - it was only natural, him being the star of the team, her being the best cheerleader, even before she'd been voted head cheerleader - but they'd broken up the previous year, and she hadn't kept track of where he was living now. Her face burned, feeling a warmth between her legs, too, that had nothing to do with the bulky diaper and crinkly plastic pants, remembering all the nights they'd spent together, seeing his bed right behind him, before recalling what she looked like now, how she was dressed.

"Oh, hey," he gave her his goofy smile. "What were you saying?"

Kassidy swallowed, flustered. This was so dumb, so childish... She didn't want to do this now, with him... But, if he was like his neighbors, and had candy, surely he'd be willing to help her out. And his roommate, behind him, on his phone, didn't seem like he'd care. "Tr-Trick or..." she tried again.

That time, however, she was interrupted by something far worse. Faint rumblings were replaced by a sudden cramp, and, in the time it took for a wave of panic to cross her face, and for her to think about how she was going to do everything in her power to hold it until Jake's door was closed, her knees began to bend automatically.

"N-No," she gasped out loud, hearing a rude noise emanating from beneath her diaper. "N-Not now..." But it was already happening, her muscles refusing to comply, the soft, squishy mass already pushing its way out. The diaper crinkled, expanding to contain it, swelling outwards as she felt the mush pour out of her, faster and faster, paying no mind to her attempts to stop it, or where she was.

"Still having trouble with that, huh?" Jake commented nonchalantly. "At least it isn't during a game this time, huh?"

No way... No matter how bad her problems might be, she'd never messed herself during a game, or in front of him... That was too much to imagine, despite the fuzzy memories of doing exactly that starting to filter into her mind.

"Sorry, Kass," he shrugged. "I know I'm your favorite babysitter, but I don't have any extra diapers here."

"N-No!" Kassidy grunted, another muddy surge coming, just when she thought she was done, having to set the record straight anyway. "W-We were dating! Y-You weren't..."

"Oh, right," he gave her a patronizing wink, like he might if she was a four year old with the same delusion. "Of course we were."

Those memories she'd had of her time with him, of his mouth on hers, of the long nights they'd spent together, started to fade, replaced with him changing her diapers, giving her baths, of her lusting after him, imagining that one day he'd see her as more than a baby... But, obviously, nothing had ever happened between them, or even come close.

"I-I gotta..." she shook her head, desperate to get away from him, as if that would stop what was happening in her mind. "I-I should..." She started to shuffle away, wrinkling her nose as she felt the mess in her diaper shift with her, reminding her anew of what she'd done.

"Wait!" he interrupted. "How, uh... How have you been?"

She started to gesture down at herself, before recalling that, to him, this was pretty normal. "Fine," she responded with a weary sigh. "I-I..."

"Have you had a nice Halloween?" he asked. "Looks like maybe you got a bit of a late start, huh?"

She wasn't sure what he was up to... Until she heard a car pull up, turning around to see the dean of students stepping out. He'd been stalling her... 

It was hard to remember that, earlier that night, she'd wanted to see the dean, to rub it in his face that she was the one in this costume... Now, as the diaper sagged heavily beneath the dress, he was one of the last people she wanted to run into.

Which, of course, meant he power-walked right towards her, grabbing her by the arm. "Thank you two," he told the boys in the apartment, "for letting me know about our little curfew breaker."

"No problem!" Jake's roommate waved, looking up from his phone at last.

"B-But there isn't..." Kassidy protested. "I-I wasn't..."

"I know you think being a cheerleader gets you special privileges," the dean told her, "but it doesn't. You still have to follow the rules, young lady!" He pushed her into the back seat of his car, Kassidy squealing and whimpering as her bottom sank into the mush in her pants, feeling it squelch between her legs while he buckled her in.

She was taken to his office, where he'd given her his big lecture the previous year about the party. This time, however, she was handed a pad of paper and a pack of crayons, made to lie on her stomach and write out, "I will not break curfew," over and over until, finally, she heard a knock on the door.

"I am so sorry about this," Susie's voice said from behind her. "I put those locking pants on her because I suspected she was going to try something like this, but I thought they'd do the trick... I guess she couldn't help herself. Sometimes, the promise of candy is just too much for them."

"It isn't your fault," the dean assured her. "I apologize for interrupting your party for this."

"You know about the party?!" Kassidy couldn't help herself. "Why aren't you going after them for breaking curfew, then?!"

"Because the curfew isn't for them," the dean told her. "Now, you'd better hope you don't find yourself in my office again anytime soon, young lady, or you'll be getting a lot worse than lines for a punishment."

Susie led Kassidy by the hand out of the office, back across campus. "Susie, please," Kassidy begged her. "Y-You have to change things back... I-I don't know what you did, but the whole world is just... wrong! Please, you hafta make it normal again!"

"Oh, Kassidy," Susie smiled, as she led Kassidy into her dorm. "I can't do that, sweetie. You see... The world is normal." As she said it, they passed the common room, now decorated with nursery tale pictures, a pair of toy boxes overflowing with alphabet blocks and dolls on either side, proving how wrong she was.

"No, it isn't!" Kassidy insisted. 

"Yes," Susie countered, taking Kassidy to her room. "It is." 

She pushed open the door, Kassidy's stomach churning at the sight of a pair of cribs inside, instead of beds, a changing table between them. In one crib, her roommate was sleeping soundly, thumb in her mouth, an obvious diaper bulge beneath her tightly tucked in covers, looking as tiny as Kassidy in comparison to Susie.

"You see," Susie explained, unlocking Kassidy's plastic pants, but leaving the loaded diaper on the girl as she undressed her, putting her into a footed sleeper instead, "this simply isn't the world you're used to. This is a little place some people call the Diaper Dimension... It seemed like the perfect place for you."

"N-No!" Kassidy sniffed, as the sleeper was zipped up, sealing her inside, trapping her in her dirty diaper for the rest of the night. "I-I wanna go home..."

"I'm sure you do," Susie nodded, tucking her into her crib. "But I'm afraid I need to go back by the end of the night... And you didn't do what I asked and fill your candy bucket, so, when I do, you're going to be fast asleep in your crib, instead. Don't worry, sweetie... I'm sure you'll get used to it here in no time! And I have no doubt the version of you from here that took over your body there will be much more pleasant to get along with... I have a feeling I won't have any trouble getting her to put me on the squad."

She kissed Kassidy on the forehead, pulling the side of the crib up with an ominous click. "Night-night, Kassi," she grinned. "Don't worry, I'll talk to the rest of the squad before I go... I'm sure they won't kick you off, no matter how much of a clumsy little baby you are now.... You're too cute of a mascot for them to get rid of entirely."

"I'm not a mascot!" Kassidy fumed. "I'm the head cheerleader!" But she was too weak and small to even sit up in her bed after how tightly Susie had tucked her in, or to keep herself from releasing another wave of mush into her already messy diaper as the girl waved and walked out of the room, closing the door behind her, taking all Kassidy's hopes of her life returning to normal with her.