Literature
The Stinkiest Baby in Class - Chap. 3 (Forced AR)
(Uncontrollable Hypermessing and AR) All I could do was pout. I couldn’t believe that I was even in this situation! What did Ashley deserve to have me at her mercy like this, where I have to suffer in a full diaper until she says so!? I always excused myself to discreetly go to the bathroom whenever I pleased, and now I need to “prove” to her that I’m worth not being forced to lug around the proof that I’m nothing but an incontinent baby now!? - Ugh… at least I was finally out of that hypermessed diaper that I had crammed several stinky messes of poop into… Even if I was about to be once again dressed in a garment typically meant for incontinent children. - “Pwease! Pwease, I dow’t want to use diapeys mowe! I awm potty twained!” I cried to her as I felt her sprinkle white, humiliating baby powder on my bottom, pat it, and then I felt a fresh set of papery padding slip beneath my ass. This was seriously happening - My former friend, Ashley, who I thought respected me as an adult, was