Kallen's Diaper Size Explosion (Patreon)

Wandering the casino floor of Babel Tower might be fun for some but for Kallen, it was torturous. She’d snuck in undercover acting as a waitress, but hadn’t expected such a radical or annoying outfit change. It made sense that waitresses working in the casino area were made to wear something so embarrassing like a pink leather bunny suit that revealed a lot of skin and exposed them to the casino’s patrons, but the extra underwear she’d been provided seemed a bit too out there.

It puffed out under the leotard’s tight bottom portion with the form-fitting leather scrunching deep into the material through Kallen’s tights.

“Why a diaper?” she grumbled, shuffling toward a corner where she could squat and adjust the puffy bulk between her thighs. No matter what she did, it didn’t sit comfortably; she couldn't ignore it, no matter how long she had it on. The material was too thick and every step she took rubbed her thighs against the ruffly plastic shell, eliciting a slight squeak with each movement.

If she got too close, even the patrons of Babel would notice the crinkly rustle behind them and turn around only to stare at the butt-augmenting bulge around Kallen’s waist. On top of it all, they’d asked her to swallow some weird capsule–a requirement of every waitress, or so they said.

Kallen scoffed at this, but complied—it was part of her cover. Now though, as she working the floor, she couldn’t help but notice that no other waitress was diapered. She was flooded with a sense of worry which set her stomach in knots, though that could have been the mystery pill.

At the other end of the casino, a customer motioned her his way, indicating he was in need of a drink. With little choice, Kallen shuffled toward him, crossing through the middle of the Casino floor.

Right as Kallen stepped into the center of the gaming space there was a loud *klunk!*, causing her to jump into a defensive position. This was followed by an intensely bright light that beamed down directly onto her. From above an announcer piped up:

“Welcome, one and all, to the casino floor! If you’d kindly direct your attention to the center of the room, you can see the subject of tonight’s entertainment!”

“Entertainment!?” Kallen exclaimed, dropping her tray. Her first instinct is to run, to clear out and get as far away from being the center of attention as possible. She was supposed to be undercover after all, and this felt like the furthest thing from that.

“Now remember, our two highest bidders will get the chance to dictate the same parameters as last week~. Shall we start the bidding at a million?”

All around Kallen hands shot up and various shouts and jeers rang out, prices increasing exponentially by the second. All the while Kallen looked for an escape. She hadn’t even realized the bidding had ended as she went to take her first step and the winners were ready to claim their reward for the entertainment of the other patrons.

The padding under Kallen’s waist swelled suddenly, tripling in size within half a second. The bulk was so astoundingly excessive that her legs were forcefully rocketed into a bow-legged stance. Because of her new gait, Kallen was barely keeping the newly grown swinging crotch of her padding off the ground.

The rapid growth had also snapped the crotch of her leotard and tore through the tights as it puffed out, leaving the diaper on full display to the now locked-in casino patrons around her.

Disbelief ran through Kallen as she recalibrated her escape route in her head, wondering if it was even possible now that a nappy that was stuffed with about a third of her body weight hung from her hips.

Then the buzz started. At first, it was a light sensation in her stomach that she’d dismissed as butterflies but it swiftly became something more. She was grinding her teeth to hold off the mounting feelings of intense horniness coursing through her.

The sudden and inexplicable urge to touch herself came over her, causing a gasp. Even without that external stimuli, just the weight on her hips was enough to drive her to orgasm. That, combined with the brief brushes of puffy material against some rather sensitive areas, left her breathless.

Meanwhile, the diaper started to expand again albeit slower this time. This was somehow worse, as the plastic and leak guards slowly dragging across her thighs was a torturous sensation that sent her reeling. The bottom of her diaper touched the floor, giving Kallen a slight relief from having to support it. Even with the little bit of help, she was tripped by the change in weight

Kallen’s legs gave out from under her, sending her falling into the padding below.

On her way down, she caught a little of the conversation between two patrons.

“I know you turned her sensitivity all the way up, but how much of her brain does she lose if she cums?”

“Oh, all of it. She’ll be back to being a baby in no time.”

“Oh shit.” Kallen said, falling into the still expanding bean bag chair of a diaper beneath her.

The core of the padding cradled all of her skin and sensitive areas wonderfully, sending waves of tingles through her that fed back as brutal shockwaves of sensual electricity. It caused explosions within her body which bucked and humped the new mountain of padding in desperation. Every spasm was eating away at her mental faculties causing her brain to drain away with each jolting orgasm. What’s worse is she wanted more than to bring herself to those moments of bliss again and again.

To hell with all the eyes on her! Or the fact that her diaper had grown to be as big as her, and made it completely impossible to move! The need to escape didn’t exist for her anymore. All she needed was to be the most entertaining baby in the room and she planned on enjoying it to the very last moment.