A Predatious Field Study Traveling Interlude 2 (Patreon)

Traveling Interlude 2

The small drifting webs from the driders remained stuck to Maggie’s arms long after she was lowered back to the cave floor. Once freed the spider people let her and Juniper leave with the gem, apparently just glad to have survived. Unfortunately, she herself couldn’t actually move with her diaper as full as it was, so in front of an army of driders she had to have her spore-mush filled diaper changed by Professor Juniper.

Back out under the starlit night she herself started tearing away the tapes of one of Juniper’s hammerspace diapers. The redhead had managed to push this one to its limit at the most opportune time— or at least opportune enough that Maggie only had to contend with ten pounds of mess.

Removing the diaper went quickly and a single stone with a small portable hole caused the padding to collapse into itself. A miniature black hole contained within the plastic padding caused it to collapse onto itself, popping it out of existence without any other fuss.

The magical diaper being gone didn’t mean Maggie could slow down. Juniper was doing everything she could to try and hold back her bowels and bladder while her bottom was briefly exposed to the open air. Despite having to work rapidly Magdalene's hands were delicate, using perma-moistened wipes that erased whatever mess was on her skin like a dimensional eraser. Her nethers were left clean and shiny, like she hadn’t deposited three tons of waste—plus ten extra pounds—into an extra-dimensional space.

With her mentor all clean, Maggie slipped one of her own hypermess diapers under Juniper. The increased thickness of her padding was a slight challenge for Juniper's short stature. That, plus the lack of body weight, meant that the nappy pushed her up at a slant, keeping her hips elevated while her head and shoulders slumped into the floor.

Maggie's smile spread wide along her face and she couldn't help it. No matter how many times she saw Juniper in this position she couldn't help but adore how cute it was. With her enjoyment plastered on her face, she moved on to using the tincture bottles she'd pulled out along with her diaper.

Maggie’s urgency disappeared and she took her time to rub the lotion in between her hands and warm it slightly. It was her little joy whenever she changed the redhead, a moment of solace where she got to take in the view of Juniper laying there mostly naked. She pressed her hands against the woman's hips, earning a slight giggle from her. The pressure of her hands working in the lotion tickled her slightly.

While her hands worked their way across Juniper’s waist she caressed her thighs briefly before working her hands up her pelvis. Giggles turned to moans, with a growing intimacy between the pair taking away any words as Maggie rubbed Juniper’s lowers long after the lotion was worked in.

*Gwwooooorrrrrrrrllllll*

The personal moment was interrupted by a grumble from Juniper’s stomach, loud enough to sound out through the whole forest. It was a warning telling Maggie that she had to move faster. Juniper leaned her head up smiling at the blonde.

“While your magic touch is nice, Ms. Mags, I am putting everything I have into holding it and won’t be able to much longer, so why don’t you finish up?’

“O-Oh my apologies, of course.” Maggie said with a shaky stutter, snagging the powder up and sprinkling it liberally over her waist before folding the front of the diaper over and pulling the tapes onto the shiny plastic landing strip with amazing precision.

*Hisssssssssssssssssssssssssssss*

*FFRRRRRRTTTT BRRAPPPP*

The second the tapes of the diaper were in place Juniper let go, unable to hold back any longer despite how close Maggie’s face was to the padding. The diaper was nearly as big as the scientist’s body clean and was growing with each second as she voided.

“I think it’ll do for a nighttime diaper!” Juniper said, as if this wasn’t the usual procedure between them. The hypermess diapers were only practical for a sleep diaper because Juniper was fairly certain that the Hammerspace would have a blowout in her sleep. Maggie had been made aware of this when she took over changing Juniper's diapers.

Without another word the blonde crawled into her tent ready to relax for the evening, Juniper herself just nestled into her massive hypermess diaper, using the extra thick padding as a cushion to sleep on.

History told Maggie that by the morning she'd have a massive diaper, one that would extend out of her tent and creep across the ground six feet beyond her body. Juniper’s however would overshadow both Maggie's diaper and the tent she was sleeping in, becoming a mountain of packed filth trapped in a stretched plastic shell