Anna Woke Up

Anna Woke Up

Anna woke up that morning, knowing she didn’t want to go to school. It wouldn’t really matter, she was a senior, and none of her classes were really that important. She had been Homecoming queen last week, she was blond, and the captain of the cheer team. She would be missed, she knew, but oh well.
She was awake when her father came in to wake her up.
“Darling, I’m going to work early. Are you going to school today?”
“No, I’m not feeling well. I think I’ll stay home,” she answered.
“Well, I hope you feel better. Your car’s here if you need to go someplace.” And with that, he left.
She heard the door slam, and grinned. She’d fooled him again. She threw back the comforter, revealing her pink footy pajamas. They were soaked around the groin. She had wet the bed. She stood up, and unzipped the front. Her breasts popped out, and she peeled the pajamas off her wet midsection.
The house was a very large house. She lived at the top, sort of in her own little tower. Her bedroom was big enough, but she had all these neat little hiding places for things, especially in her closet. She climbed up a little ladder in the very back of her closet, to the secret hiding place her father had discovered when they first bought the house. She told him he was never allowed to go in there. She got to the top, and crawled over to the back of the nook. A very large package of disposable adult diapers was at the back. There were only three left. She grabbed the pack of diapers, and hauled it back down into her bedroom. Her long blond hair trailed behind her as she skipped gleefully, her white teeth shining. She pulled the first one out as quickly as she could, and opened it up. It was huge. So much bigger than the baby ones she wore just a couple of years ago. She stuck it between her legs, and sat down on it. She wrapped the diaper around her waist, and fastened the tapes down tightly. As soon as she had it on, she burst open with a flood of pee. The diaper quickly went from a pure, clean white to a dark yellow. She never felt as good as she did when she was in diapers. Wet diapers. She stood up from her bed, and noticed that the diaper weighed quite a bit. She loved the feeling of a heavy diaper.
She waddled out of her room, and down the stairs. She pranced down the stairs, like a princess, her young, full breasts bouncing with each little leap. Into the kitchen she went, never feeling better. After all, she was home alone, mostly naked, and wearing a hot, wet diaper. She was going to be naughty today. She got a water bottle from the cabinet, and filled it up with water. She grabbed a bunch of bananas from the counter. She opened the refrigerator, and took out a large sausage. With them in hand, she dashed back upstairs.
By the time she got to her room, Anna was really hot. She started moaning, the heat was so intense inside that steamy diaper. She ripped it off, flung it onto the floor, and rammed the sausage into her vagina. She laid down another diaper underneath her as she began pumping the sausage in and out, finally erupting in a violent climax that soaked her new diaper to the point where it couldn’t hold any more. She ran back into her closet, now totally naked, with the sausage still protruding from her vagina. She climbed up to her secret hiding spot, and opened the cabinet doors in front of her. Inside were a variety of little girls’ dresses, leather outfits, baby devices, and sexual fantasy items. She pulled out a bottle of lubricant, a pacifier, a poofy pink dress, and a leather suit. She ran back down into her bedroom.
Anna greased up her butthole with the lubricant, and began inserting peeled bananas. She had heard it was the best way to simulate a big poop without the smell. She also heard that with the bananas inside you, it was virtually impossible to pee. She had never done it before, but today was the day. After she was done greasing up, she took the first large banana, and slipped it inside. It was the weirdest feeling. She had pooped out the hole many, many times, but she had never put anything back in it. Her heart beat wildly as the first banana went inside. She had to poop now, but it wasn’t over yet. She inserted another banana. The pressure continued to build. She inserted another banana. And another. She was running out of room. The pressure was intense. She started to cry. She was crying weakly. Anna taped another diaper on, and put on the pink poofy dress. She had a white bonnet along with it. She dressed herself up, and looked very prissy by the time she was done. She drank all the water from the water bottle, and started sucking on the pacifier. She walked over to the mirror. The dress was small on her, and very short. She could see a tiny bit of her fresh white diaper underneath it, and it aroused her. It was time to go shopping.
She waddled to the garage, and after putting on some pretty pink booties, got into her car. It was a flashy sports car, something Daddy had bought her. She sat down inside, the bulk of the diaper and the bananas inside her causing her some discomfort. She backed out of the garage, and took off down the road to the nearby drugstore.
When she walked in, she passed some elderly people, who looked at her in disbelief. As she walked down the aisles, she passed some junior high-age boys skipping school, who were clearly unprepared and aroused by her appearance. Her long tan legs went forever down from the pink dress and the white diaper to her little pink booties. She finally made her way to the incontinents aisle. She looked at all the brands. Some of them, she knew from past experience, smelled too much like old people. Some of them were different colors. Some just weren’t right. And some were the concealable strap-on belt type. No, those would not serve her purposes. She fell under the category of “heavy to complete loss of bladder and bowel control.” She finally found a 72-pack of her favorite kind of diapers. It cost about forty dollars, but she had the credit card. She picked up the package, and walked to the front of the store.
Now, she was surrounded by elderly people, it seemed. They all gave her funny looks, but she didn’t care. She just looked ahead, undaunted, like the prissy princess she was. She was Daddy’s little girl.
“That girl’s wearing a diaper!” one woman exclaimed.
She felt the pressure, and started to whine a little. Then, without knowing it, her bowel gave way, and the four bananas exploded into her diaper. A loud, disgusting noise accompanied it. People’s heads turned quickly, with grossed- out looks adorning them. Anna just stood there, taking it all in. But she was not prepared for what happened next.
The bananas had loosened her bowel, and had almost turned it into liquid. The banana movement was abruptly followed by a wave of diarrhea that spewed into the diaper, turning it dark brown. Suddenly, a stream of brown liquid started trickling down her leg. She began to cry. As she cried and people looked, not knowing what her problem was, her bladder gave way, and she emptied the entire water bottle into the diaper as well. A yellow flood came gushing out of the saturated diaper and splashed onto the floor, soaking the people standing around her. She cried and cried. People seemed utterly shocked. One mother began crying. Another mother threw up. The teenage boys were cumming in their pants, they had never seen anything so erotic before.
She finally got up to the checkout counter, and handed the bewildered sales clerk the money for the diapers.
“Are you okay, miss?” the aging man said.
“I want my mommy,” cried Anna.
“W…..w…where is she?”
Anna was crying so hard she couldn’t answer the question. As the janitor began cleaning up the mess on the floor, Anna walked out the door, her diaper leaking little drips each step of the way.

By the time Anna got home, her car seat was soaked with wetness and small brown stains. She should have worn her vinyl tights. It just wasn’t fair. It just wasn’t fair!
She got in the door, and ran upstairs to her bathroom. Normally, she didn’t use the toilet–she just wore diapers during the day, and would wet her bed at night if she needed to. She stood over the toilet, and slowly untaped the diaper. As the front of it fell into the toilet, the bananas, brown and squished together, rolled into the toilet, and splashed down. The water weight was so great that the filling of the diaper broke through the plastic seal, and poured into the toilet. She didn’t care. She was Daddy’s little girl. Now she was going to be really naughty. She wiped herself off, went back into her room, leaving the destroyed diaper on the floor of the bathroom. She opened up the new package, and giggled with delight at all the cute white diapers inside. She pulled the first one out, and taped it on quickly. She went for the leather suit. It was like a bathing suit, except it had holes in erotic parts. The nipples were exposed, and hers were very hard when she slipped the cold leather on. She struggled to get the butt of the suit up and around the thick diaper, but she did. She loved it. She was bound in so tightly. She pulled the leather shoulder straps over her shoulders, and buckled them in as tight as they could be. She looked in the mirror. She pulled her flowing blond hair into a ponytail at the top of her head. The hair came down all around her face. She liked the wide lacing of string right down the middle. There were wide “X” stitchings all the way from her cleavage to the bottom of her diaper. She turned around. Her butt was so big! The leather was tight and shiny and her butt was so smooth. It couldn’t have been much tighter.
She thought back to when she was twelve and had no access to any of this stuff. She wore toddler’s diapers–she could still get into them then. One night her mother caught her masturbating in them. She was mad until she woke her up the next morning, and the sheets were wet. “Is this your way of trying to get back into diapers?” she said. Well, Anna most certainly did want to get back into diapers. She always felt most comfortable when she was in them. Now that Mom and Dad were divorced, she could wear them just about as often as she wanted to. Her dad wasn’t home a whole lot, and he didn’t come into her room unless he knocked. This gave Anna a chance to get into a bathrobe or overalls, something roomy that wouldn’t give it away. And Dad was out of town so much, it almost became regular.
She wore diapers to school one day in seventh grade, because she thought she was losing control. Of course, she wasn’t really losing control, she just wanted an excuse to wear them. She put one on before school that day, and wore blue jeans and a sweatshirt. She was sitting in math class when she felt the need to go to the bathroom. She decided she would use the diaper. Well, she needed to go pretty bad, and she was wearing a baby’s diaper, which was practically popping off, it was so small. She wet the diaper, and instantly, it leaked. Her jeans were soaked, and she ran out of the classroom, and sat out on the playground until it was time to go home.
What had just happened in the drugstore reminded her of that. Now she looked like a backstreet whore. She put on thick red lipstick, lots of makeup– caked it on. Now she was a diapered mistress. She carried herself around like a wicked woman, bossing around her stuffed animals. She felt more pressure, and happily emptied her suddenly full bladder into the diaper. She marched back into her closet, carrying her shoulders farther back, extending her breasts out in front even more. She didn’t need to try too hard, they were huge already, but she did get them out there. They were so ripe.
She climbed the ladder to her closet, and pulled out a replica of a penis. It looked just like a huge penis on one end, and the other end was ribbed. It was to be inserted into the vagina at the ribbed end, and would look like a penis. There were contact points built in to give the same stimulating effect when stroked. The shaft was open, and could be urinated through. She unbuckled the shoulder straps of her body suit, slid it off, and ripped the soaked diaper from her groin. She plugged the penis into her vagina, and now she was a man. As soon as it was in place, she stroked the top of it, and became heavily aroused. The contact points were working. It felt just like skin. She ran back down to her room, with leather body suit in hand, and taped on another diaper. This time it bulged noticeably in front. She giggled with delight as she slipped the body suit back on. The penis developed a raging hard-on due to her own sensuality. She had never had an erection before. The soft diaper was unbelieveable next to her hard penis. She laid her hand on top of the front of the diaper, and began masturbating. It was one thing to look down at her diaper, and see this huge bulge inside, but it was another thing to feel it! She rubbed faster and harder, and finally, she was cumming straight through the penis into the diaper! The diaper continued to fill up as she rubbed and smacked her way to a thunderous orgasm. It was so hot inside her diaper. The diaper was totally saturated, and, without warning, her penis burst through the plastic, and the uncontrolled gushing of cum left her soaked from head to toe. She couldn’t stop it. A pint of cum streamed out nonstop, splashing her face. Her blond hair became sticky. Her bed was a mess. Covered with urine from last night, and now, soaked in her own love juice. It was time to clean up.

She stood up slowly, shattered by what had just happened. She untaped the diaper, removed the penis, and walked back into her closet again. In the closet was a PVC rubber suit. It was full-length, black, and completely waterproof. She had to take a shower, but she had to wear a diaper in there also, or there might be an accident. She brought it back out into her room. She taped on another diaper, and started putting on the rubber suit. It clung to her so erotically, her smooth tan legs being replaced by smooth black rubber. It bulged at the diaper, but everything else–even her ripe nipples–showed right through. It was like a second skin, she thought. She pulled her hair out of the ponytail, and walked over to the bathroom.
In the bathroom, one of her old diapers was still sitting on the floor. She turned on the shower and got right in. The cold water at first frightened her and also aroused her heavily. She had never taken a shower where the majority of her body never got wet. It was incredibly erotic. As she washed her hair, she exploded in another orgasm. Aside from that, however, the diaper never got wet.
The diaper was wet by the time she got done toweling off. Rubber dried quickly, and she soaked her diaper even more quickly. She liked the way the rubber stuck to her, so she kept the suit on, despite the fact that her diaper was soaked and would need to be changed soon. Maybe I won’t change it, Anna thought to herself.
“I’m going to be wet and sticky for a while!” she said out loud. She spanked herself once for being naughty, and went downstairs.
She got to the kitchen, and drank a huge glass of water. She was home alone, and Dad never would notice, so she drank four beers as well. She wanted to be tanked and wet for the football game tonight. She ate a bowl of cereal, and went into the living room to watch cartoons.
As Anna watched cartoons, she heard her dad come home. Her heart skipped a beat–”what’s he doing home so early? He’ll catch me!” she thought to herself. As she ran upstairs, she reached back to unzip her rubber suit. Something was wrong. The zipper was stuck! Stuck bad! Shit, she thought as she pooped in her diaper. The door opened, and her dad came in. No! She’d forgotten to get rid of the beer bottles. And what about the diaper in her bathroom? Usually there was time to clean up, but her dad had surprised her today. She got to her room, and slammed the door. She picked up the pile of dirty diapers and tossed them in her closet. She shut the closet door. She could hear her dad coming up the stairs. She pulled a nightshirt on over her rubber suit, and jumped into bed.
He knocked on the door. “Sweetheart, are you in there?”
She closed her eyes. “Yea…yeah,” she said, as though he had awakened her.
He opened the door. She laid there, blond and beautiful, with her big red sweatshirt on.
“How ya feeling, kiddo?”
“I feel alright,” she lied.
“Ready for the big football game tonight?”
“Oh, yeah! It’ll be fun. I’ve just been sleeping all day.” Her heart was racing.
“Well, get rest. I just came home for a second. I’ve got a flight leaving in two hours. I won’t be home all weekend.”
Anna was aroused by this information. “Ok, then.”
Her dad sniffed the air. “Did you poop in your pants or something? Smells terrible in here.”
Her heart raced faster. “N…no. I’ve had a lot of gas. That’s probably it.”
He gave her a serious look. She hated that look.
“Just watch what you eat,” he said. “Love you. Bye-bye.”
She let out a sigh of relief. Then she really let out a sigh of relief. She was going to have the whole house to herself for the weekend! Once she heard his BMW pull out of the driveway, she got up again, and tried the zipper on her rubber suit. Finally it gave way, and a wave of stench rushed up from inside. She had really pooped herself. If it hadn’t been for the rubber suit, her dad probably would have done a panty check. She took off the diaper, and tossed it into the closet with the rest. As she did, the poop dropped out of the diaper and struck the wall, splattering all over. She taped a new one on, and went down and made some dinner.

It was almost time for the big football game. She prettied herself up in the bathroom, applying her makeup, putting on her uniform, and such. But tonight, she would put on a diaper as well. Unbeknownst to anyone else, all the girls on the cheer team wore diapers from time to time–not all the time, like Anna, but whenever they wanted to feel juicy. They never wore diapers to games, but they usually practiced in them, just for fun. Anna wet the diaper she had been wearing , and then went into her room to put on a fresh one. She taped one on, grabbed her poms, and took off for the game. When she got there, the other girls, Nikki, Bridget, Angie, and Tiffany were already there. She ran into the locker room, with a secret under her skirt.
“Tonight we’re going to put Anna on the lift,” said Nikki.
“You’re our Homecoming queen,” said Bridget. “They want to see you.”
Anna smiled. She was going to get to show off her fancy pants tonight.

At half-time, the home team was ahead by fourteen points. It was time to do the cheers. The girls pranced out onto the football field, and did their chants. When they finally lifted Anna up, Tiffany looked up Anna’s skirt, and gasped. She turned to Bridget.
“She’s wearing a diaper!” she said.
The other girls looked too. The crowd knew something was going on. The girls did the rest of the cheer. They threw Anna up in the air, causing her skirt to be lifted–only for a brief instant, but long enough for a thousand people to see her diapers. Anna smiled, and ran in with the rest of the team.
While sitting under the bleachers, Anna and Angie heard some freshman girls gabbing about how immature Anna was, wearing diapers and all that. Angie told Nikki, Bridget and Tiff. They had a plan.
Once the game was over, the girls piled into Angie’s van and waited outside the stadium. When the freshman girls walked by, Nikki and Tiffany quickly opened the door, kidnapped the two main ones, and pulled them into the van. Anna smiled as she wrapped duct tape around their wrists. These girls were the preppy types, blond and stupid. They thought they were so cool. Angie took off for Anna’s house.

The girls were led, blindfolded, into Anna’s basement. Once there, the cheer team tied them down to the two beds in the guest bedroom downstairs. The girl on the left was Sarah, and the girl on the right was Alison. They tied them up tight, and left the room for a few minutes. They turned the sink on in the bathroom slightly.
When they returned, they were all wearing leather S&M suits. Nikki and Angie brought their own. Nikki wore a varsity jacket over hers and had a pacifier in her mouth. They were all wearing diapers underneath the leather.

“So, Sarah and Alison, you think we’re immature, do you?” said Anna.
“Let us go, you, like, have no right to keep us here,” said Sarah dumbly.
“We both have to go to the bathroom really bad!” squealed Alison.
The cheer girls’ faces lit up. “And for that, we have some diapers just for you!” The two bound girls looked horrified as they struggled to escape from the beds. Tiffany and Bridget each approached one of the girls, and began undressing them. Sarah was screaming as Bridget unbuttoned her pink-and-white oxford shirt. Her growing breasts came out of the bra, and her pants and lace panties were removed. Tiffany took great pride in unhooking Alison’s overalls, pulling them down, only to reveal that she was wearing no panties. She pulled off her striped shirt, and the two girls laid there, naked. Anna drew out from her gigantic package two fresh white disposable diapers. Sarah could not believe it.
“Oh my gosh, they’re going to, like, put those on us, oh my gosh!”
“Make them stop, make them stop,” yelled Alison.
“No such luck, girlie,” said Nikki as Anna advanced on them with the diapers. She went to Alison first. She was going to torture Sarah by making her wait. Alison screamed and wiggled as she tried to escape, but there was nowhere to go. Anna taped the diaper on, and Alison continued to wiggle. Anna then went over to Sarah, and, despite much struggling on Sarah’s part, got the diaper on her. Tiffany went into the guest bathroom, and turned the water on even more. Alison was moaning, the pressure was so uncomfortable. Sarah looked at her, hoping she would go first. It was to be. Alison’s bladder just couldn’t handle it anymore, and she humiliated herself by flooding the diaper. She started crying.
“Come on, Sarah, your turn,” sneered Angie. Sarah wanted to fight it, but she couldn’t. Tiffany began peeing in her diaper. Sarah couldn’t hold back any longer. She exploded into the diaper, saturating it. She sighed with relief, then started muttering to herself in disbelief.
Suddenly, attention was turned to Alison. She was starting to breathe faster and faster, with high-pitched cries. The diaper had creased in the middle, and was caressing her. “Oh, gosh, I’m going to cum!” she screamed. The more she wiggled to get away, the more intense it got. She let out a shriek as she erupted into the diaper with all the force of her young years.
“Well, she doesn’t need any help,” said Nikki. They looked over to Sarah. Tiffany walked over, and started tickling Sarah’s vagina through the diaper. Sarah gasped at the sensation. The hot wetness made it all the more erotic. Her budding breasts wiggled as her body trembled. Tiffany untaped the diaper and looked at Sarah’s wet, juicy vagina. She lanced out with her tongue, just barely touching Sarah’s vagina. Sarah could not exhale. She just kept breathing in and breathing in. Tiffany saw the climax coming, and thrust her tongue all the way in, hitting Sarah’s G-spot. Sarah screamed as Tiffany withdrew, and quickly the diaper was taped back around her waist. Seconds later, Sarah pumped waves of cum into the diaper, now bursting at the elastic leg gathers. The cum spurted out onto the bed. Angie took this opportunity to inject the two young babies with a hypodermic. Both screamed quickly, and it was over. The injection quickly turned them into ferocious diapered lesbians–permanently. They would only fall in love with someone else who had the same injection. They also would never be able to control their functions for a long time, at least until after puberty. Anna untied them both from the beds, and the girls watched as Sarah got up from her bed, and mounted up on top of Alison. The two girls engaged in extensive fingerplay, heavy kissing, spanking, and squirting. The diapers quickly came off, and fluids started spurting from both girls’ vaginas. It was impossible to tell whether it was love juice or pee. Anna, Tiffany, Angie, Bridget and Nikki all quietly left the room, grinning at what they had created.

As the two girls, now madly in love with only each other, slammed each other against the walls of the locked guest bedroom in animalistic sex, the five diapered cheerleaders had a little sleepover. They took off their leather suits, and all changed their diapers, wet either with pee or excitement. They took turns powdering one another, taping on fresh new disposable diapers, brushing each others’ hair, getting into their pajamas, and kissing and fondling each other through the flannel footed pajamas. Each girl went to the refrigerator and took out a 2-liter of Mountain Dew, and sucked on it like a baby’s bottle. Soon, they were all letting out slight trickles of pee into their diapers. It felt so good to be in a warm, wet diaper! None of the girls had any worries at that moment. Everything was carefree, innocent, like when they were two years old.
Tiffany and Bridget, both absolutely adorable in their matching pink pajamas, smiled as they climbed into a sleeping bag together and began kissing. Nikki caught Angie’s eye, and they grinned and found a sleeping bag. Nikki walked over to Angie and rammed her tongue straight down Angie’s throat in wicked passion. Angie was taken off guard by this, and no sooner did she have her pajamas unzipped did Nikki thrust her hand into Angie’s diaper and began making finger love to her. Nikki found Angie’s G-spot, and Angie collapsed to the floor as wave after wave of cum exploded into the diaper. Nikki didn’t stop. She followed Angie down, her fingers still at work inside Angie. Angie, despite being virtually paralyzed by her G-spot being attacked by Nikki, struggled out of her pajamas. The now useless diaper was flung off onto a nearby couch, and Nikki dove headfirst into Angie’s bush. Her tongue went crazy, stimulating every area of Angie’s genitalia simultaneously. Angie’s back arched at an amazing degree, her arms still tied by the sleeves of the pajamas. After the second G-spot climax, Nikki’s face was covered with Angie’s love juice. She wrapped her lips around Angie and faithfully swallowed every last drop as her tongue continued to torment Angie’s nervous system. Anna, watching all this, sensed another diaper would be necessary for Angie, as well as the rest of the girls, very soon. She ran upstairs to retrieve the package of diapers. Meanwhile, Angie began heaving and writhing inhumanely as Nikki continued to orally ravage her virginal body. Finally, Nikki withdrew her tongue and focused now on just swallowing everything Angie had yet to give. Angie pitched and rolled as the juices continued to pour out. Once she had slowed down, Nikki pulled away, leaving Angie shattered on the floor, small spurts still shooting out, moistening her pajamas. Anna returned with the diapers and a bottle of baby powder. She lifted Angie up off the floor and slid the diaper underneath her. Since Angie would probably be very sensitive after this, she powdered her up very heavily. She smelled so babyish now. Anna grabbed Angie’s hand and popped her thumb in her own mouth, and returned to fastening the diaper. Angie looked very cute now, a brunette baby, sucking her thumb, lying helpless and diapered on the living room floor. Then, as a dirty trick, after taping the diaper on, Anna ran her finger, just once, up the middle of Angie’s diaper. Just this was enough to stimulate another orgasm, and Angie stiffened as Anna watched the diaper’s wetness indicator change from yellow to blue.
Anna laughed, herself quite wet now, and went around to check the girls. Angie was wet, she knew, but she wouldn’t change her just yet. Anna unzipped Nikki’s pajamas, and saw that her diaper was just slightly wet. Could’ve been from a trickle, or she might have gotten a little sticky from working on Angie so hard. She walked over to the sleeping bag, and unzipped it quickly, taking Bridget and Tiffany off guard. They were still both French kissing, and each had a hand in the other one’s diaper, masturbating each other. Anna swatted both of their diapered butts, and pulled away the pajamas momentarily to check if they were wet. Both girls were wet, but Tiffany was only slightly damp. Bridget, on the other hand, had had a full-blown accident. In addition to that, she looked a little heavy in the back. Anna pulled Bridget out of the sleeping bag and onto the floor as she pulled off the pajamas and untaped the diaper. The awful smell wafted everywhere, and Anna frowned. Bridget had really pooped herself! Anna sprinkled a little powder on her, took off the old diaper, and promptly taped a new one on. Bridget felt so fresh now.

Anna started reading the little girls a story. As she read the book, she had one hand on the book and the other hand on her groin, slowly moving up and down. She read on. “….and the three little pigs went…..oh, oh my goshhhh….” she gasped as she started rubbing harder. Tiffany watched as Anna started jacking herself to orgasm, and was so turned on by this she started stroking herself as well. Anna stood up and pulled off her pajamas, revealing two huge mounds and a thick diaper that came up past her belly button. Anna was on her tiptoes now, her whole body electrified by her impending orgasm. As Tiffany buckled on the floor from her own masturbating, Nikki crept up behind Anna and inserted a finger through the leg gathers of Anna’s big disposable diaper. Anna shivered and screamed as Nikki’s finger found her wet spot. Nikki kept Anna from falling backwards with one hand while the other hand played magic inside Anna. Anna became close to tearing her hair out. She started to slip down Nikki, her back was so sweaty. Nikki slowly lowered Anna to the ground, facing down, and placed her face in a pillow, to muffle the screams. Anna was flowing slowly now. This was just a forecast, Nikki knew–it wouldn’t be long before Anna would be coming out full force.

Anna rolled over and screamed toward the ceiling. Tiffany came over and began lightly caressing Anna’s nipples, spiraling inwards, making them even harder than they were. Anna screamed and gasped for air. Angie came over, took off her diaper, and sat on Anna’s face, forcing Anna into oral sex. Anna’s face became covered with baby powder as her tongue frequented Angie’s vagina. The baby powder became caked on as Angie’s love juices mixed with the baby powder, forming a sweet paste. Nikki finally assaulted Anna’s G-spot, which caused Anna to exhale into Angie’s vagina. Angie backed off as Anna vomited all over herself from the intensity and flexed chest muscles. Angie caught a whiff, ran to the bathroom and vomited also. Nikki, however, didn’t stop. She stroked Anna to another G-spot climax. Anna vomited again, but less this time. Nikki caused Anna to have fifteen G-spot climaxes in less than four minutes.

Anna, Angie and Nikki went down into the laundry room to wash up. Anna was covered in vomit on her breasts and abdomen, while her diaper sagged greatly. Angie managed to channel most of her vomit into the toilet upstairs, but both girls were weak. Nikki licked off her finger that had been inside Anna, and started the hose running. Angie took her diaper off, and rolled it up to bring upstairs. Nikki filled the washtub with warm, soapy water, and Anna got in first. She was done vomiting. She untaped her diaper, set in on the table, and climbed in. She washed off her genitals, and brought her head under the water. She emerged from the washtub glistening with soapy suds and nothing else. After Angie was through with the same process, Nikki locked the door, not letting them go. She was being extreme tonight. She had been rummaging through the linen closet in the laundry room as the girls washed up, and found a nurse’s uniform. She decided it was time to play doctor.

Nikki cleared off the sorting table, and told Anna to get on, laying face down. She did as she was told, laying her wet body on the cold linoleum table. Nikki took the hose from the washtub, and attached a long, thin nozzle to it. She inserted the nozzle into Anna’s butt, giving her an enema. Once the nozzle was in place, she turned on the warm water. Anna quickly felt bloated, and was still numb from vomiting. She knew it would be undignified to let go while she was just laying there on the table, so she held it in. Besides, the nozzle didn’t allow any room for anything else to pass through her hole. Nikki let it run for a minute, then turned it off and withdrew the nozzle, after filling Anna up with over a gallon of warm water. When Anna stood up, she really felt bloated. Nikki repeated the process with Angie, feeling that sick girls should be cleaned out.

Anna walked upstairs slowly, totally naked and still wet from the bath. She wasn’t exactly aware of why she was so bloated, but all she knew is that she had to get into a diaper soon, or there would be a mess. She walked all the way up to her bedroom, and went into her secret space. She grabbed a buttplug from her little cabinet. She walked back downstairs and inserted the buttplug. She twisted the knob, ensuring an watertight fit. She then relaxed her muscles. Nothing happened…which was good. She laid on the floor and tried to go to sleep, she was so tired. She shouldn’t have let Nikki give her an enema. Any other time would have been good, but not tonite. She could feel the bloatedness in her bowels, she could hear it bubble up every few minutes.

Bridget felt bad for Anna, laying cold and wet on the living room floor, naked except for a buttplug, her bowels bursting at the seams. She waddled over in her pink pajamas and diaper, kissed Anna on the lips, and brought her into her sleeping bag with her. Bridget lay there, facing Anna’s back, lightly rubbing her back and kissing the back of her neck. Anna was asleep. Suddenly, a disgusting noise, accompanied by a horrific smell, exploded inside the sleeping bag. Bridget was hit by a stream of thick, chunky liquid. Anna’s buttplug had come loose, and all the gastrointestinal pressure inside her bowels finally forced the buttplug out. Bridget squirmed to try and escape from the sleeping bag, but it was too tight with both her and Anna inside. Anna was still asleep. The jet of liquid poop lasted for about 40 seconds straight as Anna’s system released everything inside. Bridget finally wiggled her way out enough to reach the zipper, and tear herself out of the sleeping bag. She stood up and looked at herself. The entire front of her pajamas were covered in poop. Anna rolled over into the poop pooled in the sleeping bag, and woke up to the smell. Her eyes moved upwards, and she saw Bridget covered in it. Her nice pink pajamas were now blotted out by a huge brown patch that was now starting to soak through the flannel.

“Oh my gosh, what happened,” said Anna.
“I tried to warm you up by bringing you into my sleeping bag, and you pooped all over me!” said Bridget.
“Oh, I’m so out of it. I’m sorry. Oh….the smell…..oh!” Anna exclaimed, nauseated. Bridget could do nothing as Anna vomited all over her sleeping bag. Bridget threw a temper tantrum as Anna tried to grasp what had all just happened. Here she was, sitting in a pool of her own poop, and now covered from head to toe in vomit again. As Bridget sobbed and stripped off her pajamas, Anna went to the refrigerator and grabbed a beer. She cracked it open, and drank half the can, and then suddenly vomited into the sink. Groggy and now buzzed, she went downstairs to get washed up again. She glanced at the clock on the microwave. It was 4:32 a.m.

When she got downstairs, she found Nikki standing over Angie, whom she had obviously tied down to the floor spread-eagle-style, face down. There was a stream of liquid poop going from underneath Angie to the floor drain. Nikki got up from the floor, and sponged Anna off. She walked her upstairs to her room, powdered her up, and put a diaper on her. Nikki then decided, however, that one would probably not do it for tonite. She grabbed a pair of scissors, adn cut a slit just through the plastic of Anna’s diaper. She spread the plastic apart, exposing the soaker inside. She taped another diaper on Anna, but did the smae thing again. After taping a third diaper on Anna, Nikki figured she’d have enough protection. With about 2 inches of diaper there, anything she had to pee out during the night would probably be fine. Nikki got hot looking at Anna, in her thick, thick diapers, and she peed in her own. She zipped Anna into a thick-padded sleep suit that almost looked like a giant pillow, and kissed her goodnight. She put on a hypnotic tape for her, and closed her bedroom door.

Anna woke up the next morning. It was Saturday. She realized she was in her big pillow sleeper. She loved it. She loved the sheer bulkiness of it. She loved the way it made her look like a big pink marshmallow. Her father had bought it for her when he caught her masturbating. Since that was in eighth grade, and now she was a senior, the sleeper was a little small, but that only gave it a tighter fit. What her father didn’t realize is that even after he locked the zipper shut, the mere bulkiness of the sleeper was enough to run her on. A little rocking back and forth and she had some of the most amazing orgasms ever. Her father never saw the stains, obviously, because he continued to put her to bed in it with the mindset that it was effective.
The hypnotic tape had continued looping through the night, and she was very, very wet now. It was a good thing Nikki had put her in three diapers last night, because she wet through all of them. It was getting cold and wet inside the diaper, so she knew she needed a change.
She walked downstairs in only her drenched diaper, and found Bridget and Tiffany giggling and cooing at each other. Tiffany was wearing a big pair of bunny ears with her pajamas, and Bridget was wearing Anna’s frilly party dress, with her diaper peeking out the bottom. It would have been tough for Anna to tell if they were wet or not, had their diapers not leaked during the night. Wet spots on the burgundy carpet, along with wet butts were a clear indication.
Anna, still hung over, walked into the kitchen and finished her beer. She’d had some terrible nightmares last night. She always did whenever she threw up. Nikki was lying asleep, diapered, on the couch in the family room. She didn’t appear to be wet. Anna went downstairs, and went into the laundry room. Angie was still tied to the floor, awake, shivering, totally naked, and crying softly. Apparently, Nikki had forgotten to untie her. Why she was tied up in the first place, Anna didn’t know. Anna rummaged through the linen closet, and found an old one-piece PVC rainsuit. She untied Angie, consoled her for a minute, and then dressed her in the rainsuit. The PVC was very cold at first against Angie’s skin, but her body heat soon staring warming the inside. Anna zipped up the rainsuit against Angie’s naked back, and made sure the elastic gathers around the ankles and wrists were snug.

The two of them walked over to the guest bedroom where they had left Sarah and Alison the night before. It was very quiet inside. Anna unlocked the door, and both girls were shocked as the door opened. The entire room had been ransacked, destroyed by the two young girls. The carpet was soaked with pee, love juice and blood. Angie screamed when she saw the two girls. Both were dead, lying on the floor. Alison was wearing nothing but her overalls, soaked completely from the waist down, and her head was completely inside Sarah’s vagina, which had apparently suffocated her. Sarah was totally naked, decapitated, and her body was leaning up against the wall. Her head lay on the floor next to her, amidst a pile of broken mirror glass. It appeared as though Alison had slashed through Sarah with the mirror, and then decided to take her own life by suffocating herself inside Sarah. Anna and Angie left the room, almost ready to be sick again.

By the time they got upstairs, Nikki was up, eating some cereal at the kitchen table. She had decided to go to the mall today. It was Saturday, and Barbizan’s at the mall was having a model agency there, scouting. Nikki told Anna she was glad she had stayed over at her house, so she could use some of her wardrobe. Angie, still chilled from the basement, peed in the rainsuit without knowing. Nikki, Anna and Angie went upstairs to Anna’s room.

Anna definitely did have a nice wardrobe. Of course, her credit card was automatically paid for by her dad’s company, so she had unlimited funds. The three girls quickly took turns powdering and diapering each other on Anna’s bed, and then examined the wardrobe. Nikki found a really cute pair of overalls and a black shirt that she wanted to wear. She knew guys were totally turned on by overalls, and with her figure and face, she’d have no problem. She was a D-cup, so she had to lengthen the straps a little bit, but pretty soon, they fit great–real tight around the butt, and very form-fitting. Anna decided the overalls were a good idea. Nikki had already claimed her navy worker’s overalls with the white stitching, so she grabbed her denim ones, put on a blue flannel shirt underneath the overalls, and tucked it in over her diapers. Nikki braided Anna’s hair into twin braids, and Anna brushed Nikki’s hair, making it very straight and all off to one side, making her look very innocent. Angie took a pair of Anna’s hickory-striped overalls, put on a bodysuit on over her diaper, and strapped on the overalls. She just wore her hair down. They went downstairs, got into Nikki’s Jeep Grand Cherokee, and took off for the mall.

Once they got into Barbizan’s, Anna took the first step forward. She got super-flirty without being disgraceful to herself, and worked her way to the front of the line. A cute guy walked up to her.
“Well, hey there, beautiful,” he said. “Mt name’s Scott.”
Anna turned away, blushed, and sucked her finger coyly.
“What’s your name?” Scott asked.
“Anna Prinze,” she said, and outstretched her hand. Scott shook it.
Scott cased her out, obviously very turned on by her choice of wardrobe. He wished girls would dress that way all the time. “Do you have any previous modeling experience?” he asked.
She laughed nervously. “No, actually I’m a little nervous about the whole thing,” she admitted honestly.
He smiled and walked behind her, slipping his hands under the overall straps on her shoulders, rubbing them. “Don’t worry, Anna. You seem like a natural.” She smiled. He really did have a comforting touch. “We’ll get you registered with Donna up here, and then we’ll take you back to get changed.”

After meeting with Donna, the representative, Scott took Anna back to a large dressing room in the back. Inside, it was just like Anna had imagined it: the lights around the mirror, lots of makeup and mascara everywhere, and a big wardrobe full of girls’ clothes. Scott followed her in.
“What do you want me to wear?” asked Anna.
“Try on one of those schoolgirl’s skirts back there,” said Scott, although he thought to himself that she looked incredible as she was.
Anna smiled, and moved slowly, waiting for him to leave. But he didn’t leave. She got nervous.
“Is there something else?” she asked.
“Oh, no. But, as a security measure, we have to stay in the dressing room with the prospective,” Scott said.
“OK,” she shrugged indifferently, and began undressing for Scott. She unhooked the straps of her overalls, and unbuttoned the sides. Inside, she felt a wave of excitement as her overalls dropped to the floor, revealing her diapered butt to Scott. She turned around casually.
“Now, which skirt did you want me to wear, Scott?” she asked as she walked over toward the outfits. She took this opportunity to look at Scott. He was stone- faced, looking at her diaper. “What……oh! Oh, the…uh…the green plaid one.”
She smiled and reached for the green plaid skirt. She was going to act as though her wearing a diaper was completely normal. She could tell Scott was going nuts inside his pants. She knew, in a few minutes, if she kept this up, he’d need a diaper to stay dry. She could feel her bladder filling. She turned her back to Scott again, pointing her butt at his face as she stepped into the skirt. She zipped it up and tightened the belt. She twirled. She liked it. It looked cute with her flannel shirt. And it totally showed off her diaper. She stopped to face him, smiling. “What do you think?”
Scott was blown away. He’d never seen that kind of thing before. “Beautiful….” he trailed off.
Anna blushed, and figured now would be a good time to set him off. She began peeing in her diaper. “Oh…” she gasped as she lifted the front of the skirt. The diaper was getting wet, and the wetness indicator turned from yellow to green as her urine soaked the diaper. Scott watched as it filled up. He was rock-hard by this point. She blushed even more, as though truly embarrassed. “….Uh, sorry. I…uh…. just had a little accident…” she stammered.
Scott shook his head. “That’s the most erotic thing I’ve ever seen in my life.”
Anna’s head slowly tilted off to one side as she looked into Scott’s eyes. This picture of innocence was exactly what he’d been looking for for years. Some girl who wore diapers and overalls, and looked like her: a natural blond, blue eyes, slim figure, and wet. He thought he was just a sicko, but this was actually happening.
Anna was taken off guard. She was ready to just be an exhibitionist today, showing off her disposables to people whether they approved or not. She didn’t think she’d fall in love. But the look in his eyes, it touched her somewhere deep. It made her feel vulnerable. She never thought she’d meet a guy this good looking, this taken in by her, and who accepted her diaper wearing and wetting. She tugged at her lower lip with her little finger coyly, innocently. It felt so good. Here she was, sucking her finger in a wet diaper, in front of someone other than her little group of diaper-wearing friends.
“Can I…uh….get your number–” asked Scott nervously.
Anna interrupted. “I’m way ahead of you,” she said as she came at him, ready to throw virginity behind her. She put her hand behind his head as she kissed him full on the lips, quickly inserting her tongue into his mouth. He reached for her belt and unfastened it nervously. She reached down and unzipped it in back, letting it fall to the floor. He unbuttoned her flannel shrt and took it off, surprised to see that she wore no bra underneath. Now all she wore was her knee stockings and the diaper. He stood up, and took her behind the changing panels, her tongue never leaving his mouth. She reached for his pants, unzipped them, and threw them to the ground. Now he was totally naked on top of her, his hands going crazy on top of her diaper. He was incredibly turned on by the warmth of the hot pee inside it. Anna pulled the diaper off to one side, and he immediately entered her. No foreplay was necessary–she’d been turned on all day just by the excitement of the diaper, and it only took him a few seconds to become aroused. He pumped fast and furiously, ravaging her virginal vagina. He managed to hold back for the first five minutes. Anna pulled him out, sat up, and took him in her mouth. Her tongue started going crazy, and it was too much for him. He erupted inside her. She made a noise like she’d been hit in the chest when he shot into her mouth. She kept licking, he kept coming, and she swallowed every drop of it. She wet her diaper again as this happened. Scott, once completed, fell back on the floor, completely shattered, and Anna lay there, moaning heavily. It was her first time. What an experience!
Suddenly, they heard the door open. Nikki and Angie entered the dressing room, and both gasped when they saw Anna and Scott laying on the floor, virtually naked, and gasping for breath.
“Angie, close the door,” Nikki said. Angie went to shut the door.
“….that……was……amazing,” gasped Anna.
“You did it, didn’t you,” said Nikki. “You had sex.”
Anna nodded her head, too winded to say anything.
Nikki looked at Scott. “How you doing, shooter?” she asked. Despite being wrecked, Scoot seemed to be quite attracted to Nikki as well. “You think that’s good? Watch this.”
Anna propped herself up, and Scott turned around. Nikki walked towards Angie, who didn’t have any idea of what was going on. Nikki placed her hands on Angie’s shoulders, and closed her eyes as she leaned in to kiss Angie. Angie closed her eyes also, and received Nikki’s kiss. Angie’s hands came behind Nikki’s head, and caressed her hair. Nikki began unhooking her overalls, and Angie did the same. Scott perked up as their overalls dropped to the floor, revealing their diapers. Scott found the whole diaper-under-the-bodysuit thing pretty hot. He didn’t know what it was about lesbianism, but it was pretty kinky. Although, he couldn’t complain about Anna’s farmgirl thing. A black shirt sure looked hot with a diaper, especially with denim overalls at the ankles. That was as undressed as they got, however. They merely touched each other’s breasts and reached inside the other’s diaper to get a little feel.
Anna noticed Scott getting hard watching the two girls, and didn’t want them to steal her thunder. She grabbed Scott’s shoulders, and pulled him inside her, through the leg hole of the diaper. She bounced up and down on him just enough to get him off. He lay shattered again. She got up, not affected by his injection whatsoever.
“I really like this guy,” she said. “I think we ought to bring him home with us.”
Scott panned the three girls. “You guys all live together?”
Anna nodded. “Just for this weekend. My dad’s out of town.”

The end of Anna Woke Up

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