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Wrong Room Parts 1 & 2
🕑 Added 2020-11-16 21:03:15 +0000 UTC
“Oh!” Lauren said, as she realized in that moment she had walked into the completely wrong room. It was the first day of college, and this wasn’t her Organic Chemistry class. This was something completely different. Her eyes quickly scanned the colorful room. The more she looked though, the more confused she became. Complete shock washed over her face.
“…I’m sorry! I think I’m… I think I’m in the-“ Lauren said trying to get the words out. Her confused mind didn’t help.
“Are you the one who didn’t show up this morning?! We’ve been waiting for you!” The teacher said, in front of the class. Lauren didn’t know how to respond. She was struggling with listening and registering this room at the same time.
The room looked like it was designed for kindergarteners. Posters depicted how to say the “ABCs”, count from 1-100, tell what day it was, and even how to spell simple words like “Dog” and “Mommy”. Even stranger though, were the students sitting in front of the teacher. They were full grown adults, yet they each wore extremely childish clothing. Onesies, short cut shirts and dresses. And each with their own thick adult diaper.
This wasn’t a daycare though. This was college. The only people that went here were adults. So why did this room even exist? Lauren tried her best to back out of the situation.
“No, no, I’m sorry, I’m not one of these… um… I’m not…” Lauren said, trying her best to sound politically correct. Her word fumbling allowed the teacher to cut right back in.
“It said on your chart that you had a speech impediment. It’s okay dear! Mrs. Lisa, could you guide her to the circle please?” The teacher said, motioning toward an aid in the back of the room. The aid nodded and quickly made the distance to the door. She took Lauren’s hand and nearly tugged her into the room.
“Come on, little one! Don’t be shy. We love everyone equally here in the ‘specially’ gifted room!” the aid said to Lauren. The aid pulled her toward the center of the room for everyone to see.
“Did you take your diaper off on the way here, darling? Why would you do that? You could have made a mess right on the floor!” The teacher said, pointing down at her groin. Lauren’s face grew red from embarrassment. She never did well being the center of attention. She found her voice falling into her throat again.
“I… I… didn’t…” Lauren said, trying her best to form a straight sentence. The situation was evolving so quickly, and the staring eyes only made it worse for her. Lauren felt her hand get tugged into another direction.
“You better hope you didn’t make a mess on the floor on your way over here. We’ll have to tell one of the janitors to look out for any puddles.” The aid said, as she guided Lauren toward an oversized changing table. Lauren knew what was coming. If she didn’t do anything fast, she was going to end up diapered just like the rest of these Rugrats.
And yet. In that moment, Lauren found herself going along with the teacher. She didn’t know why at first. But there was something about the authority the aid and Mrs. Lisa had over her. The way they quickly stripped her of her entire adulthood decision making. The way it vanished in an instant.
Lauren couldn’t ignore the surprisingly strong desire she had to keep going with this.
“Oh.. O-okay..” Lauren said, trying her best to play into the speech impediment they thought she had. She put up no fight when the aid laid her on the table and started sliding her skirt off.
“We’ll get you in a nice dry diaper, then you don’t have to worry one bit about your accidents. It said on your chart here that you’re quite the little fountain!” The aid said, as she placed the diaper onto the table. She patted Lauren’s bum, and subsequently slid the diaper underneath her. The aid lifted the front of the diaper up, and taped the diaper snuggly around Lauren’s waist.
“Alright class! You can have your free time now! We’ll have naptime after. Go and play with whatever you’d like!” Mrs. Lisa said to the overgrown adult babies. Lauren smirked at the thought of playtime. She swung her legs around and slid her diapered butt off the table.
“Go on!” The aid said, looking down at Lauren. “You can play with anything you’d like, maybe you can go draw us a pretty picture over by the blackboard!” Mrs. Lisa said, pointing toward the board across the room. Lauren, feeling a giddy excitement course through her, just nodded.
“O..Ot…Otay.” She said, before walking up toward the board. These excited emotions were completely new to Lauren. She never thought she’d get such a kick out of being treated like this. She had been so stressed about going to college in the first place. It was oddly nice to be treated with little expectation. So little, that they didn’t even expect her to keep her pants dry.
It was fun for Lauren to slip into the roll of the diapered, speech impaired, little girl they expected her to be. Lauren let her mind play as she grabbed a piece of chalk and started drawing aimlessly on the board. She didn’t have anything in mind, she started drawing lazily. Her masterpiece ended up becoming a crudely drawn butterfly. One that looked like just like little kid’s drawing.
As she started her finishing touches, Lauren felt a twinge in her bladder. She’d already felt the need to go before she entered in the room. That’s what happens when you’re college coffee drinker. Her mental reflex was to hold it and look for a bathroom. But Lauren didn’t have to do that here. No one expected her to be able to make it, let alone even know how to. There wasn’t much debate in her mind over it. The giddy feelings from before bubble to the surface of her mind. With a devilish smile, she widened her stance, and started relaxing her bladder muscles.
It took a couple minutes to get the flow going. Years of potty training were working against her. But once she felt the first drops of warm pee spread into her crotch, she was hooked. The floodgates opened and Lauren let a rush of pee drop into her diaper.
“I could get used to this…” Lauren thought, as she finished her butterfly, her diaper still expanding.
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“Wow! What a pretty drawing! You worked so hard on that, didn’t you?” Mrs. Lisa said to Lauren. Lauren nodded her head vigorously.
“Yweah, I-I… m-me diwd… diwd….” Lauren said, purposely stuttering over herself. She added the childish lisp in for added effect.
“Don’t worry, Sweetie. I know what you’re trying to say. We’ll work on that speech of yours. Your diaper looks like you already had a little accident, huh? I had a feeling you were going to be our class diaper soaker from your medical description.” Mrs. Lisa said. Without hesitation she pressed her hand up against Lauren’s padded crotch to asses the damage. “You’re not too wet though, you’ll probably make it through naptime. We’ll have to see how much of a bedwetter you are!” Mrs. Lisa said. Lauren just shrugged and nodded.
“I don’ k-knoww.” She said. It was so much fun to play baby like this. Her brain felt overwhelming waves of pleasure wash over her with each childish act. Lauren wanted to chase these feelings. Every adult in the room saw her as nothing more than a diaper piddling baby. So why not just have fun and indulge these feelings?
“Well class, it’s been an hour! Let’s get you all ready for naptime!” Mrs. Lisa exclaimed loudly to the class. A couple of low groans accompanied the news. “You’ll all feel so much more refreshed and energized after! Come on, everyone. Grab a sleeping roll from the cubby.
The adult babies, including Lauren, shuffled over to the cubbies. The aid started passing out soft bed rolls and blankets to each baby. “And one for you!” The aid said, as she handed Lauren a bundle. She smiled and grabbed it from her.
Lauren spun around and surveyed the room. She decided to sleep in the same corner where she drew her picture. She waddled over to the spot. She noticed in that moment how hard it was to walk straight in her thickly padded diaper. She relished in the bulky soggy feeling between her waist.
Lauren laid out her roll underneath the blackboard. She threw the blanket over the padding and snuggled underneath the blanket. The soft blanket started to warm her gently.
“Does anyone need a pacifier to sleep?” Mrs. Lisa said. She had a group of pacifiers looped around her fingers. Lauren didn’t know if she wanted one at first. She reasoned quickly that if she was already wetting herself and taking a nap, she might as well go all out. She meekly raised her hand for Mrs. Lisa to see.
“You didn’t have to raise your hand, little one. I had a feeling you’d want one anyways.” Mrs. Lisa said, as she popped the pink pacifier into Lauren’s mouth. The plastic bulb felt heavenly. She started sucking instantly on the pacifier. Happiness spread like waves through Lauren’s body.
The lights cut out and before long, Lauren found herself in a room with sleeping adult babies. She had no chance of falling asleep though. Even if she hadn’t drank a few cups of coffee mere hours ago, she’d wouldn’t be able to push down the feelings of excitement rippling through her chest. This was fun to Lauren. She oddly enjoyed being treated like this. Having to stress about college was doing serious harm to her mental health. To sit back and let bigger, more responsible, adults do all the work for her? When all she had to do was wet diapers and finger paint? Who wouldn’t want that life?
Lauren felt safe here. This was a room where she could be whatever she wanted. And as another round of pressure built up in her bladder, she knew what she wanted to be. She started to push again. She pushed down on her bladder and relaxed her muscles at the same time. This time the flow came out way faster. The padding around her crotch started to warm and grow soggy yet again. This time the stream trickled down into the seat of her diaper. She pushed every single drop out in to her waiting diaper. The multiple heavy wettings caused the diaper to balloon outward from her crotch.
Lauren sucked happily on her pacifier for the rest of naptime. If she felt even the slightest pressure in her bladder while she “napped” it would go right into her diaper. She sucked and dribbled into her diaper until the lights came back on.
“Alright everyone! Does anyone need a change after naptime?” Mrs. Lisa said. Her gaze instantly fell onto Lauren.
“I needa-da ch-chaangg… a chaaangin’. “Lauren said with her lisp.
“I thought so.” Mrs. Lisa said, as she made her way across the room. She tugged the blanket off Lauren and threw it behind her.
“Oh yeah, look at you! You’re practically soaked! I knew you’d be a heavy bedwetter.” Mrs. Lisa said, as she started untapping the soggy diaper around Lauren’s waist. “My, my. You’re a quite a ways from potty training, huh?” Mrs. Lisa said. Lauren felt so babyish in that moment. She let her mouth do the talking.
“P-poddy T-twaining?” Lauren said with a curious tone. Mrs. Lisa just smiled and pulled the wet diaper out from under her.
“I wouldn’t expect you to know what that is right now. Don’t worry! We’ll get there.” Mrs. Lisa said. Immediately after she said that, the door to the room opened. All eyes looked at the door as a professionally dressed woman walked through the door. A moment later, a shy looking woman followed behind her. She was nibbling on her thumb and twisting her legs nervously. Her short uniform skirt did nothing to hide adult diaper around her waist.
“Lisa, I found the kid you were looking for.” The woman said, before pointing to the diapered woman. Mrs. Lisa shot a curious look at her.
“I thought…” Mrs. Lisa said, as she looked back at Lauren. Lauren felt fear course through her, but she remained calm in Mrs. Lisa’s presence.
Mrs. Lisa was skeptical at first, but then she looked at Lauren’s heavily used diaper in her hand. Mrs. Lisa looked back up at the door and said, “Come on in! I’ll be right there after I finish changing this little one!” Mrs. Lisa said, before turning back toward Lauren.
Mrs. Lisa took a dry diaper and placed it under Lauren’s bum. She expertly aligned the diaper and started taping it onto Lauren’s waist.
“Doesn’t matter who you are, little one. You’re exactly where you’re supposed to be now, aren’t you?” Mrs. Lisa said, looking warm and motherly into Lauren’s eyes.
Lauren looked down at the diaper she was getting taped into. Her pacifier bobbed in and out. She looked up into Mrs. Lisa’s eyes and said exactly what was in her heart.
“Y-ywes, mwrs. Wisaa.” Lauren said, knowing this was exactly where she was supposed to be from now on. “College” was going to be a lot of fun.
