The Last of Us: Patrol (Patreon)

Ellie

After Ellie's excursion with Amber, the townsfolk of Jackson had come to accept her with open arms. Proving herself on their run had erased any doubt in their minds about her ability.

That proof had even been leveraged into a job as a patrolman, her experience on the outside made her a shoo-in for it.

Then she was told she'd be assigned a partner despite her protests that she could handle herself. Dina was that partner.

She’d made a point to try and meet everyone she could in Jackson. Somehow this person had evaded her.

The brunette looked over her shoulder.

She wasn’t looking out for Clickers or even rogue raiders, just her partner. She was just watching Dina move. For whatever reason Ellie was enamored, locked in her interest in her patrol partner’s, well, everything.

Conversation between them seemed stifled the first couple of patrols, mostly because Ellie couldn’t bring herself to say any words.

Dina walked with purpose, she was well-versed in the area and made every step she took an important one. Her eyes were on the lookout for threats and her body tensed and ready to respond. It was in stark contrast to Ellie, who moved in a carefree manner. She wasn’t unsafe, just good at situational awareness and with a killer reaction time.

Of course with Dina she found herself slipping up a little, tripping on rubble while staring at the dusting of freckles on her face or the sheen of her dark hair. She was also more conscious of her own body.

She felt awkward whenever she tripped or nearly fell. She was also so much more aware of her padding. It’d been a long time since she felt embarrassed about her diapers. Everybody knew, it was a fact every resident of Jackson considered normal. Amber even made it a priority to check in with her on supply between runs now or ask if Ellie herself wanted to go get some.

Around Dina, her padding felt weird for the first time. The thoughts of “I wish I was normal.” were invading her mind.

Today’s patrol had been quiet, as most were. The regular patrols kept threats to the town at a minimum and it looked like today's round would be more of a routine check for the pair.

With a couple of weeks under their belt they were able to maintain rudimentary conversation between them, simple things like town gossip or what breakfast had been that morning.

Unlike most others, Dina didn’t broach the topic of Ellie’s diapers with her and in her mind it almost felt like a blockage.

With there not being a ton of conversation between them Ellie had a lot of time to think, to consider her feelings for Dina. It came down to one thing. A crush. She had a crush on Dina and no ability to act on it because of her own embarrassing baggage.

Dina said something to her but she was hardly paying attention. The ache in her bowels was far more pressing. As somebody with zero potty training, she was used to letting her body doing what it needed to and doing it whenever.

She didn’t want to let it do that in front of Dina though.

Ellie was actively trying to hold back an accident from entering her diaper for the first time in her life. Despite a weakened bladder, she could stop herself from going for nearly fifteen minutes.

It proved to be enough time to get away and at least soak her padding in quiet. The immense luck that she’d never had to shit herself kept that particular embarrassment from entering into the equation.

Until today.

She’d heard her stomach growl loudly, causing her cheeks to turn beet red with embarrassment. Dina had surely heard it too but didn’t turn her gaze in Ellie’s general direction like the sound had shocked her at all.

Ellie clamped her sphincter shut as best as she could, hoping the weak attempt would stop the back of her padding from tenting out for at least a solid minute. Her gaze shot around the space they were walking through, identifying a doorway that led somewhere they had yet to check.

It was dangerous but at least she’d be able to get clear of Dina and relieve the ache of her cramping, groaning stomach.

“I-I’m going to check over here… I left something last week and I want to seeifitsstillhere!”

The last words left her mouth as a mashed blur and must have been unintelligible because she was shuffling away at top speed. At the same time, she was trying not to move too much so she didn’t upset her stomach more.

Dina

“Wait!” Dina called after Ellie, “Shouldn’t we stick together?!”

Her patrol partner disappeared through a doorway before she even finished her sentence, leaving Dina alone and exasperated. She knew why Ellie had run off, it wasn’t a secret within the community that she needed diapers.

What bothered her was that based on what Amber had told her when they were paired together, Ellie didn’t have any issue using her diapers in front of people, she’d let loose right in Amber’s face.

“What makes me different?” she wondered idly.

She rocked on her toes for several seconds before the boredom got to be too much as did her curiosity. “What the hell is she doing in there?” Dina asked herself.

Determined to find out she crept forward, peaking beyond the doorway. Ellie’s grunting floated out of another door, leading Dina straight to her.

She peaked beyond the frame, catching sight of Ellie off to the left side of the room.

Her back was turned to Dina, meaning she wouldn’t notice she was there, at least not immediately. Ellie was bent down, squatting with one hand holding onto the back of a dilapidated couch. The other was clutching her stomach. She was still wearing her jacket but had dropped her pack and rifle on the floor along with her pants for some reason.

That meant Dina had a full view of the back of her diaper, a white number with bright pink skulls all over the shell.

“That’s so cute.” she thought, chuckling internally.

What wasn’t cute was Ellie’s grunts and straining. Something was bothering her and Dina’s adoration of her turned to concern. “What is going on?” she wondered.

Ellie answered a second later. “Why the fuck won’t it come out!?” she hollered.

Ellie

The pain in Ellie’s gut was monumental and building by the second. Just the simple act of holding back the contents of her bowels was like flipping a switch that she couldn’t flip back. She couldn’t let go now no matter how hard she tried.

The cramping in her gut was only growing in intensity. “Dammit I can’t take this long, Dina is going to come looking! I don’t want her to see this!”

Sound be damned. Ellie was getting more and more frustrated with her own body. She bore down, trying her best to force the normally unstoppable process along. It wasn’t happening, at least not what she wanted. She felt her bladder give easily and a heated stream poured into the thirsty padding and made it swell violently.

She didn’t even realize she had to piss but apparently, her bladder was at capacity given how puffy her diaper was getting. The hissing release only served to annoy her more because any relief she might have felt was overshadowed by her spasming bowel.

She had to do something. The pressure of time only added to her stress. “C’mon, C’mon, C’MON!”

Ellie swung her hand out, letting it fly back to her stomach in an openhanded blow. She hoped to shock her system and force a release. Nothing happened, it only added to the pain with a dull thud. “Oh shit, please!” she pleaded.

*THUNK*

*PPPPPPPPPPPPPLLLLLLLLOOOOOOORRRRRTTTTTTT*

To Ellie’s left a large rock hit the ground hard, causing her to jump. She wanted to look around and see where it’d come from but the sound had triggered some kind of fear response that loosened her sphincter, letting the hard shit she’d been holding back push explosively into the seat of her diaper. It coiled beneath her, forcing the padding down.

She let out a moan of relief, glad to feel the pain in her gut finally disappearing.

Dina

Dina couldn’t explain what had possessed her to throw the rock into the room. The anguished sounds her partner was making made her feel like she had to help somehow but she didn’t know how. That helplessness led her to pick up a good-sized stone, aiming next to Ellie and toss it into the room.

Apparently, it worked. She didn’t see the start of her results, she was too busy hiding behind the frame in case Ellie turned around. However, her curiosity drove her to peak again.

Dina’s eyes fell on Ellie’s arched back, trembling from the effort of pushing. The back of her diaper tented out toward Dina, a grey stain marking the white inner core as the protrusion pushed across it.

She could see this weight, the mushy matter, droop in Ellie’s diaper, breaking off to settle at the bottom. Another joined it, then another after that. She didn’t think about how much a person actually voided but seeing it in the confines of a diaper really surprised her. She had no idea it’d be so much.

The other thought she had, and one that surprised her even more than Ellie’s output was how cute her patrol partner looked. The trembling, the diaper that was growing with each passing second, the grunts of struggle and strain escaping her throat. Dina loved all of it and just wanted to walk up and hold Ellie while she filled out the back of her diaper, to reassure her that she didn’t care in the slightest.

While she saw the cuteness in Ellie’s pushing, there was something else racing through Dina. The intense rush of hormones in her body drove arousal. She was horny watching Ellie push a load into her pants. Her fingers even drifted at the waistband of her pants. The risk and reward of touching herself flashed through her mind.

She got lost in her thoughts, and when she came back to reality, Dina realized she was blushing. She refocused on Ellie and apparently just in time because the brunette was turning her head to look back at her diaper.

Dina swung her body back around the doorway and out of sight. She hoped against hope she’d avoided detection. As quietly as she could she snuck back to where Ellie had left her.

“Okay Dina, how nonchalant can you look having just seen that?” she asked herself.

Ellie

With a feeling of relief and a warm load in her pants, Ellie stood up straight, accommodating the newly added mass between her legs as best she could. She suddenly didn’t care about the rock that’d landed next to her, or how long she’d taken to get back to Dina.

She was just glad the pain in her gut was finally gone.

She retrieved her pants from the ground, working them back up her legs to cover the bulk of her well-stained diaper. She’d need a change when she got back, but these new diapers held more than her medical ones did by a fair bit, meaning she had time.

The crotch of her pants smooshed up against the exterior of her padding, squishing the contents and soaked padding against her as she positioned the button at her waist. The waistband resisted coming together at first but after a few tries she managed to button them closed.

After gathering the rest of her gear she went out to meet Dina so they could continue their patrol.

Her partner was right where Ellie had left her, whistling and looking off into space, she absentmindedly kicked a rock.

“Hey,” Ellie said, announcing her presence, “Sorry about that.

”No problem, was it still there?”

The question confused Ellie and she cocked her head questioningly before remembering her excuse. “O-oh yeah! I set a trap and wanted to see if it’d been triggered. N-nothing.”

“Smart thinking,” Dina replied, “We’ll make a point to check it again next time. Anyway, are you ready to move on?”

Something about Dina’s words seemed weird to Ellie; they were just a hair too high pitched like some hidden stressor was raising her tone.

She let it go with a shake of her head.

“Yeah let’s go.”