Squish Game: Round 2, Part 6

DISCLAIMER: This story contains hypnosis, diaper usage, pants wetting, mental regression, sissification, and other ABDL themes. If you haven’t read the Prologue and Round 1 yet, I highly recommend doing so before digging into Round 2! I hope you enjoy!

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“Only 28 minutes left! No time to be dawdling, my little piggies,” shouted Dom from the opposite side of the room. The game had only just gotten started and things were already heating up.

Down on his knees, Lenny could feel tears building up behind his eyes as he stared down at the glowing red beam that he was perched upon. Was his game really over? Did he accidentally seal his own infantile fate? Not wanting to believe it was truly over, he attempted to stand back up, hoping that he’d still be allowed to continue the game. Unfortunately, the vibrations in his diapers had made his knees incredibly weak. His foot slipped out from under him and he was sent tumbling into the squish muck below.

As Lenny writhed around on the muddy floor, many of the other contestants were just now starting to feel the power of their own vibrators purring away inside of their diapers. “Gah! What the fuck?!” screamed Brett as he landed on the seventh square, only for his diaper to react in the same way Natalie’s did. It wasn’t powerful enough to send him to an immediate orgasm, but it certainly put his libido on edge regardless. Clenching his fists, he steadied himself, knowing that the only way through this was to tough it out.

“Fantastic resolve,” scoffed Lance, who was also standing atop the seventh square. Only, if his diaper was vibrating, he wasn’t showing signs of it. Curling his fingers inward to form circles in his hands, he continued to meditate as he had earlier that day, blocking all pleasure receptors from his brain. Sadly, not everyone had the same mental fortitude that Lance had.

*SPLAT!*

Hearing the fateful sound of someone flopping against the wet mud, everyone turned to look at Lee, whose light footedness had done nothing to help them. Above him, the platform he was on turned the same shade of red as Lenny’s. Aggressively and involuntarily, he humped at the ground for a few seconds, attempting to force an orgasm. “I-If I can just cum, maybe it won’t be so bad,” he thought to himself, trying anything they could to get the pleasure to subside.

Lee and Lenny weren’t alone in their messy fates as both Shawn and Rod also failed to maintain their balance on the seventh square, sending both down to their messy fates. The game had only just started and four of the players were already covered head to toe in mud, with most of them believing that this meant an end to their games. Shawn was the only one who was still actively trying to get back in the game as he got to his feet and attempted to jump back onto his hopscotch balance beam.

Looking down at his mud-covered competitors, Aaron was frozen with fear. He’d seen Natalie move forward and Lenny move back, only for both of their diapers to react with intense vibrations. Considering that Lenny’s beam had turned red and not Natalie’s, he came to the quick assumption that Natalie had to be moving in the correct direction and that the vibrations would likely get stronger as they got closer to the finish. However, even with that knowledge equipped, he still wasn’t sure if his body could handle that kind of stimulation, especially with how horny he’d been since the night before.

With a heavy gulp, Aaron leaped onto the seventh square and felt the vibrator within his diaper activate. His knee nearly gave out as he attempted to collect himself. However, after flailing his arms around for a few seconds, he finally managed to stabilize himself. It wasn’t going to be easy, but so long as he could keep his focus on the game, he could do this. As the next math problem flashed up on screen, he gritted his teeth and hopped forward once more.

Attempting to pull himself out of the mud, Rod got up from the ground and attempted to jump back onto the balance beam, only for his mud-covered hands to slip from the sleek surface of the hopscotch beam. “So what? Are we fucked?” he shouted, wiping mud away from his face for a second time.

“I don’t think so. No one’s coming to collect us yet, so there has to be a way back into the game,” said Lee, scanning the area for an easy route back up. After a few seconds of searching, he managed to spot a small set of stairs off to the side of the starting platform. He was about to say something to the others to alert them of this, but he instead bit his tongue and made his way over to the steps while the others were still distracted.

The only one to notice what Lee was up to was Shawn, and that was primarily because the stairs were closer to him than anyone else. “Lenny, get your ass over here,” he shouted as he waded through the thick mud to arrive at the steps not long after Lee did.

Once Lee was standing on the starting platform again, the red lights on his hopscotch beam turned off, letting him know that his theory was correct. They weren’t out of this game just for falling. They had the whole thirty minutes to try and fail as many times as they needed. He quickly rushed over to his beam and quickly jumped forward, making it just before the equation was about to switch.

Shawn also managed to make it just in time, keeping an even pace with Lee. “You’re not getting away from me that easily,” he said, a bit out of breath after rushing back to the platform.

Up ahead, Brett landed on square number 12, coming to a stop on a very wobbly leg. If he didn’t find some way to speed this whole process up, he wasn’t sure his strength of will could hold out against his unquenchable arousal. “Fuck! We need to move faster!” he shouted, looking over at the others who will still hopping toward the same square.

“I…hate to admit this…but he’s right,” said Natalie, crouching down on one leg while making sure to keep the other lifted. Gnawing at the fingernail on her thumb, even the willpower of someone who’d gotten sexual relief the night before wasn’t strong enough to block out the buzzing sensations.

Shaking his head, Lance did his best to keep his focus forward. “There’s n-no way to speed this up. Just b-breathe and relax,” he said, his shaky voice betraying the calm demeanor he was presenting.

With everyone on the beams coming to a stop five squares from where they’d previously been, the equation shifted yet again. “3(8 - 5),” was what appeared on screen, causing a small uproar to occur. “What the fuck is that?!” screamed Brett in frustration. Given that his understanding of math ended in seventh grade when he dropped out of school, his knowledge of basic algebra was less than the average person's.

“G-Get over it, it’s easy to solve,” said Lance as he traversed forward, “You j-just have to distribute the three to the eight and the f-five, multiplying and then subtracting. Th-the answer is undoubtedly nine.”

Going completely over his head, Brett didn’t understand a word of Lance’s explanation, not that he cared too much. The only part of Lance’s brief monologue that he cared about was that the answer was nine.

Coming to the same conclusion, both Aaron and Natalie pushed forward, inching steadily toward space number 21. With each step they took, they braced themselves for what they assumed to be inevitable. If the vibrator increased speed once, it would do it again. Luckily, the seventeenth square was a double-wide platform, allowing them to rest on both legs for a second. It was the first time they’d had a two-foot space since the first equation. They weren’t even a fifth of the way through the challenge and their legs were already feeling like jello.

“This is actual torture,” said Aaron, bending forward with his hands on his knees, “Hey, what do you think the over-under on us both making it to the end?”

Scoffing, Natalie replied, “Of this round…or the whole game?” She shook her head and arch her back to crack her spine. “Let’s just focus on getting to the 21st square for now.” She leaped onto the next space, signaling to Aaron that break time was over.

Soon, Aaron and Natalie caught up to Brett and Lance, planting themselves on the number 21. Looking up at the clock, Natalie smiled, seeing that they had only burned through five minutes of their time. However, that time continued to tick away as she waited impatiently for the next equation to pop up. Turning around, she saw that the four mud-covered contestants were all motionless as well, having progressed their nine spaces. Confused, she looked back up at the equation again, wondering if they had gotten the answer wrong.

*STOMP!*

Suddenly, Natalie’s head whipped to her left, the sound of someone’s foot slamming against a solid platform stealing her attention away. It was the player who wore the number “7” and they were slowly, but steadily advancing forward, landing safely two spots ahead of everyone else. “Wait, did we get it wrong?” she pondered, wondering if they were supposed to multiply the three and the eight before subtracting five, which would make the answer nineteen instead of nine. Believing it to be safe, she jumped to the next spot.

“MOOOOOOO!!!”

Natalie’s heart dropped as the angry moo sounded off once more and the rumble in her diapers increased exponentially. “MMMMMMNNOOO!!!!” she shrieked as the beam below her feet glowed with the familiar red color, signaling that she would have to restart from the beginning. Unable to keep her balance with the vibrator humming away at full speed, she slipped off the beam and crashed down into her muddy fate.

TO BE CONTINUED…

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