The Diapered Cheerleader Chapter 6 (Patreon)
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"Oh don't worry sweetie, lots of babies have big accidents at night!" Charlie said, trying to calm her friend down, "now, usually it's just newborns that poop their diapers in their sleep but it happens to other babies too. . ."
Charlie helped Amy up unto the changing table and proceeded to change her filthy diapers. "Pee-YU" She said and grabbed her nose, "You certainly made a big uh-oh in there this time! We will have to watch what we feed you and give you to drink before bed I think."
After the diaper change, Charlie put Amy into a clean pair of plastic panties and started to get her cheerleading outfit out of the closet. Amy felt a quick spurt of pee shoot into her diaper as she realized that it was cheerleading practice this morning. There's no way that I can go to practice in a diaper! She worried.
"Don't fuss! You're going to be a great Junior Cheerleader Amy!" Charlie said, trying to make her feel better. "Now come put this on and we will head to practice."
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Amy pulled at the skirt that barely covered her bulky diapers and plastic pants. The tugging only caused the skirt to lower enough to show the waistband of the top of her infantile underwear. It seemed there was no way to adjust it to avoid displaying her diapers to anyone who did more than a fleeting glance.
"There you are! You're almost late!" Yelled a woman who Amy assumed was the coach, "Come get your practice pom-poms, we're about to start!"
Amy waddled over quickly and was handed a pair of small pom-poms that said "Cheerleader in Training" on them. Her face turned red and she started making her way over to the other girls who were already practicing. The group turned towards her and collectively cooed, "AWWWW".
"Isn't she just the cutest!" One said.
"I just hope she can stay dry and we don't have to change her during practice!" Said another.
"Alright everyone! We're going to take it from the top. Baby Amy - I want you to tuck your skirt into the back of your diaper so that when you shake your butt the crowd can see your cute diapers, okay?!" The coach said from the sidelines.
Amy did as she was told and the music started. She did her best to mimmick the other girls as they practiced their routine. Having no explanation of the routine, she mostly just waddled around and overall did look like a little girl trying to pretend to be part of the cheerleading squad. After three songs, she could feel that her diaper was already very wet, and she noticed that the other girls were laughing at her as they continued her routine.
"Alright, bring it in." The coach yelled, "Good job out there ladies! Take ten, it looks like our junior cheerleader got excited and made some pee-pees in her diaper!"
Amy pulled at her dress again but quickly her hands were pulled back as the coach inspected her soaking diaper. "Yup. You really wet a lot! You must have really liked trying to fit in with the big girls, huh?"
Amy just nodded and laid down on the mat that one of the other girls had set out for her. The coach quickly changed her diaper, but not before someone snapped a photo of the whole scene. The rest of the practice went much the same and when it was done Charlie led her back to the dorm to get cleaned up.
Arriving back at the dorm, she found a student reporter waiting outside her dorm room. The reporter lit up when she saw Amy and told her that they were hoping to record a video for the morning announcements of her.
"The principal wants you to do a little cheer routine for us. She said that she wants you to spell 'Diaper' as part of the routine. Can you do that for me sweetie?"
Amy did her best to pretend that this was all just a normal thing and proceeded to shake her butt and wave her little pom-poms around.
"Give me a D" She said and curled her body downwards, revealing her diapers.
"Give me an I" She said and put her arms together in the air.
"Give me an A" She cheered and made herself into a triangle.
"Give me a . . . Peee" She stammered as she felt her diaper getting wet. She put her hands over her diaper and felt herself tearing up.
"You're doing great sweetie, two more letters, you can do it!" The reporter said.
"Give me . . . an E" Amy mumbled. "Give me an. . . R"
"What's that spell? Diaper." Amy said, holding back the tears and lifting up her skirt to show her now soggy diaper.
"Good girl! You're going to make a great cheerleader!"