CYOA: Escape Room - Chapter 13 (Story) (Patreon)

Serena knew the diaper pail was the key to this; she was positive about it! Alecia was being stubborn, and maybe that was because all she wanted to do was sit and play with the dollhouse some more, like a dumb little baby. Fine... Serena would just have to figure something else out.

But... What? She was already sure she didn't have time to use her diaper enough to earn a change of her own... And it didn't seem fair that she'd have to do that again anyway. She'd messed herself twice since she'd arrived here... She'd say she'd done more than her fair share at this point. Why was Alecia so insistent on staying in her soggy diaper?

She got what seemed like an answer a few moments later, as the girl went back to playing with her dolls, her expression going vacant and infantile again, the way it had been the last time Serena had seen her with the dollhouse. Her fears had to be right... Alecia did want this. It was a scary thought, one that made her feel very alone... However, it wasn't the end of the world. If she was really was right about the diaper pail, perhaps she could find a way to take advantage of it even without Alecia's help.

In order to do that, though, at least one more person was going to need a change, and Alecia would be the easiest. If she could be sneaky enough, maybe she could find a way to help her along while she was distracted... She had no doubt the changing table would have plenty of things like that somewhere on its shelves, if she looked hard enough. Whether she'd be able to use them with her mittens on was another story, but she could worry about that when the time came.

She crawled her way back towards the changing table. What she needed was going to have to be on the bottom shelves for her to get to it, so that's where she began, pawing clumsily through bottles of baby powder and lotion and peering in at what was behind them, doing her best to ignore the constant buzzing in her diaper as she wiggled her bottom, searching desperately...

She looked back just in time to see the diaper that was floating behind her, unfolded and splayed out, like a mouth ready to close on her already heavily padded behind. She squeaked and rolled away, the diaper snapping shut on the open air a second later, fastening itself into a closed bundle and falling the the floor. She let out a sigh of relief as she pushed herself back up onto all fours. She should have known there would be some kind of trap here... It was a good thing she'd avoided it; she had a hard enough time getting around with only three diapers!

She assumed she was safe, now that the diaper was lying still on the floor, but she didn't want to get too close anyway, just in case, looking at the bottom shelf on the other end of the table, then, when she didn't find anything there, getting up onto her knees to try the next shelf up. "Ah-ha!" she declared, seeing something beyond the boxes of baby wipes. She brushed those aside, stretching back, trying to clasp her mittened hand around one of the jars of suppositories she saw there.

How she was going to use them, she didn't know yet, but she knew from experience that, after Alecia had messed herself, she wouldn't be able to resist asking for a clean diaper. It was hard to believe she'd waited as long as she had, and she doubted Alecia would be as resilient as her, no matter how dedicated she was to acting like a toddler.

Getting them off the shelf was the first challenge, and even that was proving too much for her, the mittens not wanting to close enough to grab onto the container. She had to reach in with both hands in an attempt to capture it between them, and, even then, she wound up knocking it over, sending tiny, white bullets scattering across the shelf.

With a frustrated sigh, she brushed them aside, trying for another one of the jars, so focused that she didn't noticed the loose suppositories wriggling on the shelf, starting to move on their own, rolling to the edge of the shelf and then dropping off, floating in the air as they circled behind her...

She did feel something on her leg, reaching back to swat it away, assuming it was a bug, even though she hadn't seen any others in this place since she'd arrived. It didn't fly away... Instead, she felt it continue to move next to her skin, slithering under the legband of her diaper. "Get out!" she poked at the bulky padding uselessly, freaked out a little at the sensation of the thing continuing to creep along, moving between her legs and then...

"H-Hey!" Her eyes widened as it pushed itself into her bottom. She wiggled in place, trying to make it go away, only to feel it moving further inside... And then, at last, she realized what it was, as she felt the process beginning again. She looked down in time at the initial contact to see another suppository slip into the legband of her diaper, vanishing inside before she could try to stop it.

"Oh, no..." This couldn't be happening! She wasn't supposed to be getting set up for yet another dirty diaper! She didn't even know how she could have anything else inside her stomach, however, she could already feel the pain starting, even before the second suppository inevitably inserted itself. Now that she knew what she was looking for, she was able to spot the next one in time, swatting it out of the air, pinning it beneath one mitten, while her attention returned to the shelf they were coming from, seeing more ready to begin their journey. She blocked them with her other mitten, nibbling her bottom lip as she sat there, wondering about how she was going to deal with this.

Or... Maybe this was for the best. She didn't know if she'd be able to get a change with just another messy diaper - and, like it or not, that seemed impossible to avoid now. These things seemed to have a mind of their own, however... If she could just get them over to Alecia, they ought to finish the job for her.

She scooped as many of them between her mittens as she could, holding her hands together as tightly as she could. The one she'd been pinning to the floor got loose, and quickly made its way into her diaper, but she got most of the ones from the shelf trapped. She looked over at the dollhouse, and the cheerleader staring blankly at it and drooling. It wouldn't be easy, scooting her way over there on her knees... Especially because that meant letting her diaper drag along the ground, which, in turn, would make the vibrator so much harder to ignore as it was pushed more firmly up against the innermost layer of her diapers... She'd gotten this far, though, and she wasn't about to give up now.

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The dolls were definitely a more promising lead than Serena's suggestion, by far. She didn't get the sense that Serena was willing to help her look for the final one, which would have been a big help, but if Alecia was going to have to do this on her own, she'd have to place Julianne's doll eventually anyway... It would have been nice to have Serena working on the outside while she did that, of course, though, since that wasn't happening, she'd just do it all herself.

She picked up Julianne's doll, turning it over in her hand, feeling bad as she looked at it. Obviously, now that she was stuck in only her diaper and socks, she took the cake; before that, however, she'd say that Julianne had been given the most babyish outfit, with her bib, bonnet, diaper cover, and booties, all pink, and she'd been in it from the start. And she'd been trapped in that high chair from the start, too... The diaper cover kept her from getting a good view of the diaper underneath, so it wasn't as easy to tell as it had been with her own doll, yet she was pretty certain the back of it was looking pretty lumpy...

They still needed to find a way to get back to the first part of the escape room, to free Julianne. She had no clue how they were going to do that, if they were going to have time... She didn't want to leave her friend behind, but, at the same time, she didn't want to risk winding up here forever... For now, all she could do was keep doing what she knew, and hope it would lead them to be reunited, or show her how to do that...

"Okay," she took a deep breath, scooting in a little closer to the dollhouse. "Here we go..." She attempted open it up while staying back far enough to avoid the pull of the toy, to observe from a distance so she could try to work out what room the doll was meant to go in... But she felt the same pull as before, the dollhouse appearing to grow as she was sucked in towards it, diaper crinkling as she frantically scooted backwards uselessly, until...

"Wait, what?" Alecia blinked, a sense of deja vu washing over her. She knew this room she'd found herself in... She might not have spent a ton of time in it, but that time had certainly been memorable... She was right back in the feeding room, the first part of the escape room... And she was sitting in the high chair, where she'd left Julianne.

That was all that was familiar, however... She looked down at herself, head spinning as she saw a completely different body than the one she was used to, that she'd only seen from the outside before, frowning as she lifted up its hands, turning them over... As she shifted in her seat, she became aware of another new sensation as well.

"Oh, gross!" she groaned, wrinkling her nose, knowing immediately that she'd been right about what the seat of the doll's pants looked like, and what the warm, mushy mass in her diaper was. She'd managed to avoid it so far, had looked down on Serena for doing it, and yet, she'd wound up in a messy diaper after all. It wasn't even her fault! She shouldn't have to deal with this! It was so squishy, so humiliating, so babyish... All she wanted to do was to get out of it...

In a way, though, didn't she deserve this? If she'd been able to get Julianne out of the high chair, this probably wouldn't have happened, at least not so quickly... And, while she had offered to be the 'leader' at the start of the game, she hadn't pushed that hard for it, which was why Julianne was the one who had ended up in this position...

She was so distracted, she almost didn't notice the baby food jars that began to float towards her. Like everything else here, they seemed doll-sized, so she had no idea of there was any baby food in them... But she didn't want to find out, either. Her heart began to pound, remembering how she'd tried, and failed, to open the lock on the tray in the real room, wondering if there was going to be a repeat here, if she was going to end up trapped in the exact same way Julianne was...

When she gave the tray over her lap a shove, however, using all of her strength, it popped off, clattering to the floor, the plastic it was made of clearly nowhere near as strong as what the real thing was made out of. She ducked the incoming jars, hopping down from the chair and scrambling away, nose wrinkling as the movement made the mass in her diaper shift and squelch, ignoring it as best she could as she hurried towards the open baby gate that, in this escape room, had led her to the playroom...

In the dollhouse, however, you could never tell where the rooms would connect. She hadn't really expected to find herself in another playroom there, with, perhaps, another, tinier, dollhouse in it, but she also didn't expect to discover a jail cell, brick walls stretching up all around her, with a small, barred window on one of them. She spun around towards the baby gate she'd just come in through, and found that it seemingly grown, transforming into the cell door. She grabbed the bars, giving them a shake, whimpering in fear. Had she screwed up? Was there no way out of here now? Would she have been better off sticking with the feeding room after all?

She took a deep breath, forcing herself to calm down, though she nearly gagged as she caught a whiff of her diaper at the same time. There had to be something she could do... She looked around the room, and she could see things written on the walls, spotted a deck of cards strewn across the floor in front of the tiny cot in there... And, to her surprise, she saw another door, off in a dark corner.

She waddled over to it, reaching out for the doorknob, only to stop herself short. There was something written above it, too... Unfortunately, like the things scrawled on the wall, she couldn't read it. It did strike her as odd that a jail cell would have another door in it like this, however... What was the point of it? It seemed to odd, so artificial.... Obviously, this wasn't a real jail, but why even have it in the dollhouse if it was that easy to get out of?

Unless... It wasn't a jail cell at all, really, and that wasn't what it was going for. It looked like one, of course... But it was almost like it was there solely for her to figure out how to open the cell door. Like it was an escape room.

"This is it!" she declared out loud. She didn't know a ton about escape rooms, but she had heard some of her other friends talk about them, including Julianne, and she knew this was a theme that had come up more than once. It made sense... What better place to try to 'escape' from than jail? And Julianne was into these things, so it was an awfully big coincidence for this room to have shown up in the dollhouse while she was in Julianne's doll form... This must be Julianne's equivalent of the football field for her!

She wasn't going back to her body, however, now that she was here. She must have to do something else, like she'd done the cheer for herself... And the only real thing that made sense to do in an escape room was to escape... Except... How was she going to do that?! All those things on the wall must be clues, she was certain... She couldn't read them, though, so she had no way of solving whatever puzzle they were presenting her with.

"This isn't fair!" she whined, crossing her arms. Had this whole thing been for nothing?! Was she going to have to go back and convinced Alecia to help after all? She couldn't even guarantee that Alecia would be able to find this room if she went in... She'd gotten incredibly lucky getting here so quickly herself!

There had to be something else she could do... She scanned the room again, frantically, flopping down onto her knees by the cot to look at the cards, careful to keep her bottom above the floor. They didn't mean anything to her, either, unfortunately... Frustrated, she tossed her head back and groaned, just to bump it against something behind her.

"Ow!" She rubbed her head, turning her head with a frown. The mattress on the cot was thin, but it hadn't looked so bad that she ought to have felt the bedframe so obviously through it... And that was, she realized after a moment, because that wasn't what had poked her. She lifted up the mattress and found part of a broken broom handle under there, poking out ever so slightly.

"Okay," she mumbled to herself, picking it up and looking at it. "What can I do with this?" Other than the window, she didn't see anything high up on the walls that it seemed like she should be trying to reach... And, even with the broom handle, the window was way too far off. Maybe if she moved the bed underneath the window and climbed on top... But what would she be trying to reach out there?

Handle in hand, she took a quick waddle around the cell one more time, praying that inspiration would strike... And, as she got close to the cell door, that's exactly what happened. Beyond the bars was mostly darkness... Mostly. She could see a little of the outside of the cell's wall, however, and, just beyond where she would have been able to reach on her own, she spotted a light switch.

She fed the broom handle out from between the bars, swatting at the switch until she managed to turn it off. The cell was immediately plunged into darkness, proving that there was nothing outside the window after all, no light coming in through it. There was nothing...

Except for a small light on the ground. She kept her grip on the broom handle firm, not wanting to drop it and lose it, shuffling across the pitch black, bending over to investigate. One of the symbols on one of the cards had a faint green glow to it. She didn't know what it was, even whether it was a letter or a number, but she added it to her little collection of objects, turning around and stumbling back across the cell, fumbling to hit the light switch outside again.

She got lucky, only missing a few times before it worked. She blinked, getting used to the light again, peering down at the card and seeing that it was the Queen. She traced the symbol in the corner of the card that had been glowing, making one more round of the cell, looking at the graffiti, comparing it all to what was on the card until she found a match, tentatively reaching out, giving the brick it was on a push...

The brick slid into the wall, revealing a space carved into the brick beneath it. Nestled inside that was a large, metal key, exactly the kind she'd expect to open the cell door. "I did it!" she squealed. Despite everything, despite how dumb this place had made her, despite how much of a baby it had been treating her like, she'd solved it, all on her own.

Maybe, she thought to herself with a smile, things weren't as hopeless as she'd thought... She'd always felt so ditzy next to Julianne... But maybe she wasn't as stupid as she'd assumed, if she was still capable of this, despite everything the nursery had done to her...

Her fingers closed around the key and she picked it up proudly, lifting it into the air, and she felt another tug as she whooshed back out of the doll's body, back to her own... 

Serena turned around, wiping her damp chin, blushing, knowing she must have been drooling all over herself, although she was very grateful to be back in a diaper that was only wet. Her head felt so much clearer now... In fact, as she got her bearings back, she glanced down at her diaper, the warmth in her cheeks intensifying as she saw, at last, what they said.

'Brainless Baby Brat.' It was, she supposed, not entirely inaccurate... Or, it hadn't been. There was definitely still some fog in her mind, so she didn't think she was fully restored by any means, but at least she could read again... And, presumably, her potty training was back, too, in that case. She didn't want to get too cocky about it, knowing how easy it would be to lose all that again if she got lured into another trap here, yet it felt like a major victory in the moment.

And then she saw Serena, awkwardly pulling herself across the floor, hands clasped tightly together. "What, uh...?" Alecia frowned. "What are you doing? Did you get your mittens glued together or something?"

She wasn't sure what did it, if those same instincts would have kicked in if she hadn't broken through part of the curse that had drained her brain, but, as she was now, there was no mistaking the look of panic that came over the girl. "Serena," Alecia's eyes narrowed. "What are you up to?"

"I-I'm sorry," Serena shook her head, starting to open up her hands. "I'm just doing what I have to do..."

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Serena was holding on by a thread, knowing she was moments away from having another orgasm, and that, if it happened before she got close enough to Alecia, those suppositories were probably all going to target her. So there really was no time to explain, to try to make Alecia see reason... All she could do was let them go and scamper away, and hope the cheerleader was distracted enough by all that not to see her getting off...

Unfortunately, Alecia was faster than her, lunging forward, clamping her hands on either side of the mittens, keeping them closed. "Serena!" she scolded. "What is going on?!"

"Just let me do it!" Serena moaned, trying to thrash free of Alecia's grip, only for the girl to push her backwards, sending her toppling onto her back, following her and sitting down right on her stomach to pin her in place.

"Serena, you are going to tell me what you're up to right this minute," Alecia demanded, "or else..."

But it was too late. The extra pressure on Serena's tummy was too much, and she let out a gasp as she felt her diaper starting to fill again... And, as her attention turned to that, she stopped concentrating on resisting the vibrator's siren call, another, far more pleasant, sensation coming over her at the same time, her mind confused, not knowing how to react, what to do, as it was caught in the middle of the humiliation of pooping her pants, and the ecstasy of an orgasm, all at the same time, her moans and grunts melting into one another as she writhed on the floor...

"Serena!" Alecia looked disgusted, hopping off of her. "Oh, my God!"

Which did she realize Serena was doing, or did she know it was both? Serena wasn't sure which possibility was worse... And this was bad, right? She felt like it should be... But, if she was being honest with herself, that wasn't how it felt... If anything, this felt even better than the first time she'd succumbed to the vibrator... That couldn't be right, though... What was this place doing to her?!

In Alecia's hurry to get away from her, she'd forgotten about what Serena was hiding... And Serena almost did, too, to be fair, thanks to her distractions. As she panted and blushed, however, she caught sight of her hands, and, with a giggle, she opened them up, watching the suppositories take flight, zooming towards the cheerleader.

"Whoa, what are..?" Alecia ducked out of the way, squinting. "What the hell are those?!"

Serena couldn't have answered even if she wanted to, in the throes of passion and mortification, barely able to register what was going on as she got to see Alecia swatting aside one of the suppositories as it headed for the waistband of her diaper. "Get away from there!" she ordered, stepping back, trying to keep an eye on all of them as they buzzed around her. "Serena, what are these things? Why do they want in my diaper?!"

Being able to stand up, and having full use of her hands, did help Alecia as she dodged them, but Serena knew it wouldn't last forever... They seemed to be learned, splitting up, a couple flying behind the girl while they thought she was paying attention only to the two in front of her. Serena could see Alecia's gaze flickering back towards her, and her diaper, putting together what was happening there with what she saw attacking her...

"Seriously, Alecia?!" she fumed. "I told you, I don't want to get my diaper changed! Maybe you're happy being like that, but I'm going home!"

"I-It's not so bad..." Serena managed to gasp out as she finished up, too tired to get up or try to explain herself yet.

"Yeah, I'm sure you don't think so..." Alecia eyed her. "But I don't want this! I don't want to stay here!"

Serena didn't either, of course... Or she didn't think she did, anyway... She hadn't, would have never even considered it, until this... Now, there was definitely a part of her that wondered what she'd been missing out on... That was glad that, despite how full her diaper was feeling, it seemed clear, looking at it from the outside, that they weren't going to be considered full enough to earn her a change yet...

Alecia side-stepped the suppositories again, then dived back towards Serena, sitting down on her stomach again. Serena blushed as her vision was filled with the sight of the girl's soggy diaper, completely blocking her view of what Alecia was doing. She did feel the girl's hands closing around the waistband of all three layers of her diaper, however, giving them a tug...

"There!" Alecia shouted. "If you want to go in a diaper, go in there!"

And, sure enough, they did, following the path of least resistance, zooming their way into the easiest diaper they had access to, while Serena was pinned beneath Alecia, unable to do anything about it. "Alecia!" she wailed, kicking her feet, feeling the suppositories wriggle their way inside of her bottom... But she couldn't deny that there was a warmth building between her legs at the thought that she might be not that far off from a repeat performance...

"No!" Alecia snapped, standing up and rolling Serena over onto her stomach with her foot before grabbing her by the ear, hauling her onto all fours with it. "I've had enough of you... I don't know what you're up to, but I clearly can't trust you, and I can't afford to let you try to sabotage me again!"

"I-I wasn't..." Serena pouted, helplessly struggling to crawl fast enough to keep up with Alecia's pace, her eyes widening as she saw they were headed towards the playpen, the gate swinging open invitingly as they approached. "I-If you'd listen..."

"I don't think so," Alecia told her, shoving her through the gate. "You can stay in here until I figure out how to get out of this place, and then if you want to stay here and be a baby forever, you can... But I'm going home."

"Alecia!" Serena gasped, scrambling frantically forward, her massive, messy diaper slowing her down too much to make it before the gate swung closed, latching itself automatically, trapping her inside.

"Good luck with that," the woman's voice chuckled from overhead. "You're down to fifteen minutes now, little ones... Do you really think that's enough time to get away on your own?"

What should Alecia do?

Look at the ring toys?

Investigate the toy box?

Check out the coloring books?

Investigate the jack in the box?

Go down the slide?

Climb into the tunnels?

Or ask for a hint?

And what should Serena do?

Try to find a way out of the playpen?

Enjoy her diapers a little more in the privacy of the playpen?

Try to ask for a change to see if the woman will take mercy on her?

Or ask for a hint?

The Roll Report:

Serena immediately failed her first check, to spot what she was looking for, but was able to avoid the diaper trap, fortunately. She then triggered another trap that essentially gave her what she wanted, but she couldn't avoid the effects of it herself, either. In rolling to see if she'd be able to hold the suppositories for the time being, she also got a critical success, which I decided meant she was able to succeed in her plan after all, so she was able to bring the rest of them over to Alecia.

Alecia opened up the house successfully but then failed her roll to avoid the dollhouse's trap, again, just barely. She rolled well enough to escape the trap in the first room, however, and then got lucky enough to roll exactly what she needed to find the right room through her first doorway. She got a good enough roll to decide to stay, then got a critical success in solving the puzzle, so she was able to work it out, no problem, and undid some of the curse that drained her intelligence.

Since they'd both ended with critical successes, I had them roll off against one another to see whether Alecia would get out of the dollhouse or Serena would get to Alecia first, and Alecia won. Then, in the struggle, Serena badly failed her roll to continue to hold her suppositories, which gave Alecia the chance to use the suppositories on her, after rolling well enough to avoid them herself, and Alecia rolled very well to get Serena into the playpen, since she couldn't trust her.