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Chapter 13 = Broken Acceptance: Dafi’s trip home was horribly embarrassing for the poor thing. She did what little she could do with almost no supplies. Because it was nighttime, the young girl hid in a secluded spot and pulled her messy pull-ups down before depositing them into a trash can. Then, she used a few napkins from her purse to clean herself up as much as she could. (Which wasn’t very much.) And finally, she slipped the second pull-up that she had brought with her onto her crotch.
Immediately Dafi could still feel the mushy accident coating her backside soak into this new clean pull-up, but at least it wasn’t as much as her first one, which had been filled to the brim and had been sagging. In this new one she could still feel and smell her own mess, but it wasn’t as bad and wasn’t causing her undergarment to sag with the weight of her accident.
Dafi forced herself to sit her messy butt down onto the bike and rode herself the rest of the way home which took a little over 15 minutes. The whole time the girl was sniffling and trying to figure out what she was going to do.
When she finally got home, Dafi retreated into her home and finished her business on the toilet which she was no longer surprised by how badly her body needed to go despite her not feeling an urge to go at all.
Dafi took another long shower, hoping that it would wash away some of the strange things that was happening to her; but as her stuffed animal sat right outside the shower door, waiting for her, she had already lost. She had a strong urge that she never wanted the stuffed animal to leave her side.
She told herself that the stuffed animal could be useful when she was teaching lessons to younger children, but the truth was that she just wanted the thing by her at all times. It was strangely giving her security and comfort.
Dafi had a small meal before deciding to head to bed early; she could feel herself starting to grow cranky. She walked into her bedroom and was surprised to find a new package awaiting her on her bed. It had magically appeared just like the basket had the day before. She looked at the package and saw that it was a package of diapers! Not pull-ups, but full on pink and white diapers! They had different displays on them and different cutsie designs. Dafi knew that they were diapers, and a part of her knew that they were wrong... but she could feel herself growing more and more drawn to them. There was a note next to the package. It was written in the same fancy pink letters:
Dear Babygirl,
Try one of these on instead. They will hold up to those mushy messy accidents much better than those thin little pull-ups. Your process is getting closer and closer to being complete. Are you excited? Because I know I am.
- Mommy Violet
Dafi had to read the note at least three times to understand the majority of it. She was having more and more trouble reading and some of the letters in this note looked like strange symbols she had never seen in her life; even though a part of her knew that had to be impossible... didn’t it? She had known how to read at one point... hadn’t she?
Despite this struggle, Dafi was able to understand that the diapers were for her and were a gift from Violet. She knew that the name Violet should infuriate her, but she found herself more so just grateful that she had something to wear.
The young girl pulled one of the diapers out and saw that this one in particular was primarily white and had some colored blocks at the top waistband that spelled out B.A.B.Y. on them.
Dafi struggled with the tapes for a few minutes with her fumbling hands until she finally could get the thing open. She placed it onto her bed and fumbled her body over onto it before she slowly let her butt lower and rest inside of the soft white padding.
THIS WASN’T RIGHT?!? SHE KNEW THIS WASN’T RIGHT!!!
And yet... Dafi was finding it difficult to stop what she was doing. She taped the sides of the diaper up until it was completely wrapped around her. When it was finally done, Dafi found herself smiling slightly as she leaned back on her bed. She noticed something glowing on the note next to her and saw that two more words had appeared at the bottom of the note:
P.S. – Good Girl.
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The next morning, Dafi awoke to discover that she had made a wise choice. As her eyes fluttered open, she pushed aside her horse stuffed animal that she had been snuggling with and removed her thumb from her mouth that she hadn’t even realized she’d started sucking on. She took ahold of the sheets on her bed and threw them off of her to see her diaper’s fate waiting for her. Dafi had fallen asleep entirely naked except for the diaper that she’d put on. It was good that she had done so too as she looked down she discovered that the diaper was entirely soaking wet!
Finding the fact that she had soaked her diaper in her sleep should have upset the young woman, but she found herself strangely not caring much. It just honestly didn’t surprise her. She was a young girl, having little accidents like this just happened sometimes. It wasn’t her fault.
*****
After Dafi showered, and changed herself into another one of her new diapers, (This one with a flower design.) she saw that she had a missed call on her voicemail that she must have received while she was in the shower.
She picked up her phone, and after several seconds of fumbling with the buttons, she managed to press the right ones to listen to the message,
“Hey Dafi,” Came the voice of her boss from the ranch. “You might be busy at the moment, I know this is supposed to be your day off. But we’re pretty slammed down here at the moment and could use a reliable extra hand. If you get this, and it’s not too much trouble, I’ll give you a bonus if you’ll come down and help us out today. Thanks hon. Talk soon.”
Dafi was delighted to hear her boss asking for her help! She always knew she was a model employee at the ranch. The young girl quickly changed herself into a new diaper as she rushed to get change and head off to what was surely going to be a good day at work...
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This story was written by Zander Chesney
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