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DiapOut: Chapter 27
🕑 Added 2023-04-21 16:00:07 +0000 UTCDISCLAIMER: This series contains diaper usage, public humiliation, masturbation, hypermessing, sissification, WAM, mental regression, and other ABDL themes. I hope you enjoy!
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*CLANK!*
With her wrist being locked into place by Keelee, Misa was starting to regret letting her big mouth talk her into volunteering to go first. The only solace she found was in the fluffy sofa chair she was reclined in, which felt a bit like sitting in one of those mall massage chairs only much softer.
“Lean your head back,” instructed Keelee, placing her hand on the top of Misa’s scalp to hold her in place as she guided her to sit back. She then took a leather strap and wrapped it around Misa’s forehead before locking it into place, preventing Misa from looking any other way but forward.
Staring straight ahead, all Misa could see was the wide monitor displaying a blank screen that stretched all the way across her range of sight. It didn’t take a genius to figure out what was probably going to happen. “So what? Is this the part where you hypnotize me into becoming as horny for diapers as Lelaya?” she scoffed in defiance, straining her peripheral vision to address her gracious host. In reality, she was terrified by what was going to happen next, and her defiance was more or less a defense mechanism to keep her from crying out to be released.
“Hmmm…not quite. Don’t worry, someone as strong-willed and bullheaded as you are will have no problem resisting,” said Cassi, encouraging the audience to laugh at Misa’s expense as if they were watching a carnivore play with its food. Turning to face her adoring crowd, she decided now was as good a time as any to explain what was on the horizon for Misa, as well as Mia and Kyoko. It wasn’t like Misa was going anywhere at this point anyway, “We’ve got a special treat for you today! What you are about to witness is the culmination of years of research into psychology and hypnotics. The method we are about to display was developed by the CrissBaby Diaper Company and has resulted in a 100% success rate throughout the trial phases. And Misa, here, is about to become its first demonstrator.”
The studio erupted with excitement over Cassi’s announcement. A form of hypnotism that had a 100% success rate? Such a feat was unheard of, feeling far closer to the realm of science fiction than science fact. Unfortunately, not everyone was as enthused as the live-studio audience. Namely, the majority of the eight contestants play on both teams, regardless if they were in line to be hypnotized or not.
Gritting his teeth, Zeke cursed himself for going with the honest answer over the smartest one. The last person on their team who needed their mind weakened right now was their fearless leader, even if she wasn’t being the most tactful with how she went about leading her team. Sadly, all he could do now was watch from the sidelines, too nervous to even glance in Kyoko’s direction, let alone look her in the eye.
Perhaps the only person more nervous than Zeke was Ayaya, who hadn’t exactly intended for two of her teammates to receive hypnosis punishment. This was the thing Jackson had primarily warned her about for a reason. Not only was the hypnosis file that her friends were about to be exposed to incredibly potent, but it was also highly experimental and could have lasting effects on whoever sees it.
Ayaya’s concerns were not, however, shared by her diaper-loving teammate, Lelaya, who had only one thing on her mind. “C’mon! Pleeeeeeeease, let me trade places with Misa! I’m super in need of an attitude adjustment!” she shouted at some hapless PA like a child throwing a tantrum over not being picked to participate. After being told no for the eighteenth time, she finally relented, though she wasn’t happy about it as was evident from her crossed arms and pouty lip.
While it was obvious that Lelaya’s campaign to take Mia and/or Misa’s place was doomed from the start, it didn’t stop Misa from praying that the diaper fashionista would be able to swap places with her. “I-It’s not permanent, right?” she stuttered, looking to Cassi, and then to Keelee with worried eyes. And while neither answered her directly, their respective looks of cruelty and pity told her everything she needed to know. She pulled against the cuffs around her wrists, testing to see if she could escape on her own if need be. Tragically, her restraints lived up to their name.
“Alright, ladies and germs, let’s get this show on the road!” announced Cassi, pulling a pair of goggles with black, reflective lenses and placing them over her eyes.
Immediately after Cassi’s new eyewear was in place, a team of PAs, led by Keelee, rushed through the audience carrying totes filled with the same kind of goggles. “Okay everyone, for your own safety, please keep your goggles until after the hypnotics are over…unless, of course, you’d like to share in Misa’s punishment,” announced Keelee through her bullhorn. As the audience put on their goggles, the other seven contestants, as well as any crewmembers out on the studio floor, were also given their own protective eyewear.
Returning to where Cassi and the stand-by contestants were waiting, Keelee handed off a remote with a big red button in the center to Cassi. “Probably pretty self-explanatory but the button turns the hypnotics on and off. There’s also a dial on the side to control its intensity but you shouldn’t have to mess with that,” she said, knowing from the rotten look in Cassi’s eye that she would definitely be testing the limits of her new toy.
Hovering her pointer finger over the big red button like she’d seen countless mad scientists do in cartoons, Cassi let out a maniacal giggle, too excited to contain herself. “Well Misa, say goodbye to all those nasty big girl thoughts!” she exclaimed, mashing her finger down on the button.
“W-wait, isn’t there gonna be a countdown or s-sooommethiiiiing…” shouted Misa, her ability to speak plummeting as her eyes became locked on the purple and pink spiral that was spinning in place on the big screen. She wasn’t to look away; to close her eyes and wait for everything to be over as if it were some grand nightmare. However, she found that her body no longer wanted to listen to what she thought, choosing instead to stare with unwavering eyes at the swirling vortex of regression.
Swiveling her head between Misa and the spiraling screen, butterflies were beginning to eat away at Mia’s tummy. Part of her wished she could gain some satisfaction in seeing Misa stuck in a hypnotized state but that part of her was overshadowed by the guilt of seeing the person who was supposed to be her best friend in the world being subjected to a mind-altering video, not to mention the fact that her turn in the hot seat would be coming up shortly.
Similarly conflicted, Kyoko wished that she could let go and just indulge in what was about to happen to her. Diapers weren’t her only fetish as the kinky lesbian was prone to having fantasies about having her adult mind wiped clean. Even now, she could feel her lower lips growing moist over the prospect of turning into a drooling baby that needed to be cared for and coddled at all times. However, her enjoyment over what should’ve been one of the highlights of this entire experience was somewhat hindered by the fact that she was selected by her own teammates for an “attitude adjustment,” indicating that she was in a behavioral correction. If it was just Cade, she could brush it off as him not really knowing who to choose. Zeke, on the other hand, was a much different story. Even now, anytime she tried to look his way, he’d turn away from her instantly, causing her to wonder if and how she could’ve wronged him. There’s no way he knew that she blabbed about his dolly transformation to Cassi so it had to be something else…right?
“She seems to be handling level one just fine,” said Cassi, circling around Misa as she addressed the audience. She snapped her fingers next to Misa’s head, impressing everyone as Misa didn’t even so much as flinch at the abrasive sound. Placing the remote’s power dial between her fingers, she greedily twisted it forward, “Let’s bump things up and see what this baby can really do, pun intended.”
“Oohhhh!” moaned Misa, her jaw going slack and her body beginning to shake as her brain was forced to process so much input all at once. A few chuckles echoed from the audience as the increase in intensity caused her diaper to start swelling with an easily discernible yellow hue. All the while, the adult side of her brain continued to fight back futilely, unaware that her resistance only made the hypnosis stronger.
Biting her lip, Cassi’s gluttony for punishment was on full display. She didn’t have anything personally against Misa. It could’ve been anyone in that seat. To her, the contestants on her show might as well have been toys, made for the sole purpose of entertainment only to be discarded when she became bored with them. “I think we’ve officially laid siege to her continence. Let’s see if we can push her a little further,” she said, fiddling with the dial a second time.
*ZAP!*
“Eeeeek!” shouted Cassi, her hand recoiling as the remote sent a sharp shock coursing through her arm. This resulted in her dropping the remote, causing it to shatter against the cold, cement floor, “Uh oh.”
As pieces of the remote scattered across the floor, the spiral on the screen slowly began to increase in speed. This caused Misa’s body to convulse as the intensity of the hypnosis was too much for the unprepared mind to take in. Her body pulled against her arm and head restraints as she shook wildly.
“SHUT IT DOWN NOW!” screamed Keelee, her panicked voice echoing loudly through her megaphone. Crewmembers were sent running off in various directions as the bright screen started to flicker, creating a strobe effect in the dark room.
Standing on the sidelines in terror, Mia watched on as her bestie was subjected to some of the most powerful hypnotics known to man. “M-Misa!” she yelled, her body moving on its own as she sprinted to her friend’s aid. Wrapping her arms around Misa’s head, she used her forearm to cover Misa’s eyes, shielding her from any more damage.
*SHATTER!*
Several of the overhead lights suddenly blew out as the circuit breaker finally cut off power to the studio, plunging the large space into complete darkness. Clicking on her flashlight, Keelee sighed as she looked around, counting her blessings that no one appeared to be hurt. With all eyes falling on her as the only source of light in the room, she cleared her throat before lifting her bullhorn to her mouth again, “Uh…p-please remain seated while we get everything back online. We appreciate your patience.”
TO BE CONTINUED…
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And the stakes only go up from here!
samantha rebecca clarkson
Oh dear. It is getting more interesting
