Crissie in Diaperland: Chapter 14

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Deciding on the fly that flat-out lying probably wasn’t her best option, Crissie chose to be somewhat honest in her response. “Oh, like, I was just thinking about what a friend told me. That humans almost never return to the surface after venturing down here. Silly, right?” she said, laughing off her ominous statement. She probably could’ve been more tactful but at least this way, she could smoke in peace with the Caterpillar and relax a bit once he cleared up her concerns.

However, as he smoked another large hit from his hookah, the Caterpillar’s expression turned from curious to something far more menacing. “You shouldn’t worry your pretty little head over such trivial matters as returning to the surface,” he said, the overt sweetness in his voice contrasting his dominant posturing, “Besides, why would another want to leave my cavern? It has all the weed you can smoke and all the delectable mushrooms you can eat!”

*GUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRGLE!*

Suddenly, Crissie’s stomach bellowed out a large grumble that caused her to freeze in place as her midsection began to cramp up. “W-what’s happening to me?” she asked frantically whilst the pressure in her steadily increased.

“Oh, that would be the mushrooms. They do tend to have a laxative effect. Not that you should care much with that “Fill Me” diaper taped to your waist,” said the Caterpillar, making it clear what was on the horizon for Crissie.

As a new batch of cramps overtook her, Crissie leaned forward clutching her tightening tummy. It was all over but the crying.

*BLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORRRRRRRRRRT!!!*

Slop shot out of Crissie’s rear at a rapid pace, quickly filling up any free real estate that her diaper had available with a mound of fresh mud. Thankfully, it was a quick messing that ended long before her diaper became too large to move. With how sinister the Caterpillar's behavior had become, she didn’t need something anchoring her to the spot. However, while the cramps had simmered down, the storm was far from over as another rumble of thunder rocked her belly, letting her know more was to come.  “I think I’ve had enough mushrooms for now,” she said, moving to stand up from her seat atop the Caterpillar’s giant mushroom. Unfortunately, as she moved to get up, her legs wobbled beneath her, causing her to collapse back down where she was sitting. All at once, the room seemingly began to spin, a result of the powerful cannabis she had inhaled.

“More than enough, I should say. Don’t you know the rule about eating things from another world,” said the Caterpillar, setting his hookah aside as he stretched out his limbs, revealing to Crissie just how large his body actually was. Once fully upright, his figure was nearly twice as tall as the diaper-clad girl next to him, “I’m afraid you should’ve heeded your friend’s warning. You’re stuck down here with me from now on, so you’d better get used to it.”

Crissie’s eyes grew wide as the Caterpillar’s words brought only fear with them. She really should’ve listened to Chess on coming down here. As much as she loved smoking and filling diapers, she didn’t exactly want to wind up as some creepy bug’s plaything. Determined to find a way out of this mess, she rolled her lower half to the side and dropped down onto the ground below, landing with a hard thud. It may not have been much but it was a start. Lifting up her head, she slowly began to crawl forward, hoping to get away somehow before the Caterpillar was willing to move from his perch.

“Alright, I’ll admit, you’re the first person I’ve ever seen still trying to escape after failing to stand up,” said the Caterpillar, amused by Crissie’s sense of righteous determination, “How about this? I’ll give you a thirty-second head start.” He backed away from the edge of the chanterelle he was sitting on and grabbed his hookah, deciding to get in one last hit before making his move.

While not a fan of being talked down, Crissie wasn’t about to object to the head start she’d been given. She crawled as fast as she could, circling around a set of mushrooms in an effort to get out of the Caterpillar’s line of sight. If she could shake him, perhaps she had a chance. Having been counting down in her head, Crissie knew she only had about fifteen seconds left and couldn’t afford to waste a second of that time.

TO BE CONTINUED…

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