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DiapOut: Chapter 2
🕑 Added 2022-10-19 16:00:12 +0000 UTCDISCLAIMER: This story contains diaper usage, public humiliation, masturbation, hypermessing, sissification, mental regression, and other ABDL themes. I hope you enjoy!
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“Attention, diaper butts! Today’s meeting of the West Edmonton Tech Diaper Lovers Club, aka the WET Diaper Lovers Club, has officially commenced! Please take your seats so we can go over our itinerary.” Standing at the front of a room that was more fit to be a broom closet than a classroom, Kyoko was beaming with excitement. Sure, her newly-founded club only had four members including herself, but that was enough to officially be declared a club on campus.
For the better part of two years, Kyoko had been hard at work pushing the West Edmonton Technical Institute to allow her to start a club for adult babies and diaper lovers alike. And for two years, she’d been met with a slew of reasons why it was an impossibility, most of which had to do with ABDL’s more kinky tendencies. In response, Kyoko took it upon herself to study harder than she ever had in her life, rising up to be one of the best students on campus. In response to her academic accolades, she was granted a meeting with the dean of students and from there was able to convince him to give the WET Diaper Lovers Club a chance.
“I’ll give you one year. If you can prove that your club is not only financially stable but also vital to student life, I’ll see to it personally that your club receives administrative approval for the foreseeable future,” said the dean, giving Kyoko the yellow light that she hoped would soon turn green.
The following month was spent focusing on recruitment. Despite ABDL’s uptick in popularity, many on campus refused to let their college life be dedicated to something so childish, even if they were into diapers. Thankfully, she was able to find three like-minded people who understood why she wanted to build this community in the first place.
“At the top of our agenda is still recruitment…Secretary Cade, please make sure you’re taking minutes,” she said, causing all eyes to fall on the resident stoner of the group.
Shrinking down in his chair and tucking his vape pen into his pocket, Cade did his best to shake off the cannabis-induced brain fog as he picked up his pen and notebook. “Sorry, Kyoko,” he said, before turning to his best friend and business partner, Rupert, to whisper, “You were supposed to elbow me when we got started!”
“I tried. You were totally zooted dude,” said Rupert, stifling a chuckle as his best bud glared at him.
While Kyoko’s efforts over the last few years had been focused on getting her club up and running, Cade and Rupert had taken the same time to establish a business of their own. As the son of a botanist, Rupert had possessed a green thumb from a very young age, a trait that would one day lead him to grow his own marijuana strains. He didn’t just want to grow garden variety flowers though. He wanted to create the ideal strain for achieving Little Space.
Enter Cade, a fellow stoner bab he’d initially met online, only for them to find out that they shared a campus together. As a chemistry student, Cade was full of surprises when it came to what he could concoct. With their powers combined, they planned to take the ABDL stoner world by storm.
“As I was saying, fall recruitment was a bust,” said Kyoko, leaning over a desk and shaking her head dejectedly, “Personally, I blame the school for placing our booth in such a low-traffic area. Regardless, we now need to work double time if we’re going to bring in new members. The floor is open to ideas.”
A lofty silence filled the room, which did nothing to lower Kyoko’s anxiety. Thankfully, the fourth group member slowly raised his hand with an interesting idea in mind. “I think I may have something, Kyoko,” said Zeke, the Vice President of the WET Diaper Lovers Club and Kyoko’s closest confidant.
Starting university the same year as Kyoko, Zeke was struggling to find a place to fit in. The once cocky and arrogant high schooler had become a ball of social anxiety in the summer before college after an accident at the Pretty Pretty Princess Doll Factory resulted in him becoming part of the tour in the worst ways. Inadvertently, his misfortune of being turned into a Betsy Wetsy dolly had awakened his desire to be dressed and diapered like a sissy baby girl, something that only Kyoko was knowledgeable of.
“Many of the students I’ve spoken to have an openness to ABDL, with several expressing outright that they're into it. Our biggest hurdle right now isn’t convincing our fellow student body to give ABDL a try, but to devote time to a campus community that is heavily kink oriented,” said Zeke, his voice barely registering and his words coming out rushed as he pushed himself to speak in front of a group, “I propose we find ways to illustrate the benefits of finding a community of acceptance geared toward a special interest like this rather than pushing the broader context of ABDL as a whole.”
Smiling, Kyoko knew she’d made the right choice when selecting her VP. In spite of Zeke’s shortcomings as a speaker, he had a knack for cutting through the fog to find the root of a problem. “That’s an excellent strategy. Do you have anything specific in mind?” she said, giving Zeke a soft pat on the back.
Flipping his laptop around for everyone to see, Zeke put his idea on display. “It may seem a bit outlandish, but this kind of publicity could be just what we’re looking for,” he said as he hit play on the video he had pulled up.
“Hiya kiddos! CassiRole is here with an exclusive update,” said the eccentric, diapered performer before placing a finger to her own mouth and lowering her volume, “Can you keep a secret? I’m backstage right now on the set of a brand-new game show. MY brand-new game show! It’s called DiapOut and it will be premiering at the end of next month as a first-of-its-kind ABDL competition! Starting today, we’re on the hunt for our first batch of contestants, specifically teams of four. Check out the link in the description to sign up today!”
As CassiRole finished her statement, a voice from off-screen called her name, signaling that it was time to get back to work. She quickly waved goodbye and blew a kiss to the camera as she ended the video.
“It may seem far-fetched, but imagine for a second if we got on this show. It would put us on the map in terms of on-campus communities. The WET Diaper Lovers Club as seen on TV,” said Zeke, getting louder and more excited with each syllable, “Plus, we have just enough members to form a team. So…what do you guys think?”
Slowly but surely, an eager grin grew on the faces of everyone gathered around. For Cade and Rupert, they saw an opportunity to advance their careers in the ABDL marijuana business. For Kyoko, this was the opportunity she’d been waiting for to scale her club up to the next level. No doubt, the notoriety they’d gain from appearing on a game show would bring in a ton of fresh faces to her club. With her mind made up, she stated confidently, “How do we sign up?”
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“Five minutes to places!” said the assistant director over the green room’s loudspeaker.
Unable to sit due to the adrenaline that was coursing through her veins, Kyoko couldn’t believe that they had not only made it onto the show but were going to be competing in the flagship episode. As the minutes ticked closer to the start of the show, her vibrant energy only grew stronger.
“Hey, Kyoko, why don’t you sit down for a sec,” said Zeke, who was all too familiar with Kyoko’s knack for working herself up. In a way, he was thankful that someone was more anxious than he was, even if her anxiety was brought on by excitement unlike his. Up until this point, he’d stayed relatively quiet about his diaper-loving status. No longer would that be an option once the cameras started rolling, “Yo, Cade, you still got that weed pen. I think Kyoko could use something to take the edge off…me too, honestly.”
Shaking his head, Cade responded, “Sorry, dude. They confiscated it when I entered the studio. Fricking prudes,” he said, rolling his eyes, “I think Rupert may have some edibles in his bag, but they're pretty strong.”
“Nevermind, thanks anyway,” sighed Zeke, doing his best to decompress. Returning to where Kyoko was sitting, he found her quietly rehearsing the speech she was expected to give for the group as dictated by production. Patting her on the back in the same way she often did for him, Zeke took a seat next to his bestie, “Hey, no matter what happens out there today, we’re all proud of-”
“Shhhhh! I need to study,” said Kyoko, brushing off Zeke’s comment as her brain was hyper-focusing on her speech. More than just the prize money was on the line for her. Two years of painstakingly clawing away the sensibilities of the West Edmonton Tech school board would not be for nothing. To her, winning wasn’t an option, it was a necessity.
TO BE CONTINUED…
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