The Site Part 1

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“God damnit Sharon, why the fuck did you say something like that?!” Rose said to her best friend. Sharon just shot back a playful smile, as a few giggles escaped her lips. She took another sip of her rather strong screwdriver.

“Oh jush calm down yous!” Sharon said, trying her best not to slur her words. She was feeling the vodka hard now, which wasn’t really helping suppress her now rampant sex drive. Sharon had what most people would call a diaper fetish. She had done her best to hide it, but when she had one to many, that part of her would eek out. “It’s not likesh tha sites real or anythinss” Sharon said, motioning toward Karly at the other end of the room. 

“No, you don’t just fuck with shit like that. What if the site is real?” Karly said, right after finishing another gulp of her micro-brew. That 8% IPA was starting to hit her, which actually helped her relax from the situation. 

You see the three girls had stubbled upon a site. One that a friend of theirs told them to check out while they were in English 101. The sophomores in college laughed at first when he told them it’d “Grant one single wish”.

*8 hours earlier*

“Come on guys, we should totally try it out! You heard what Jason said, it made Candace practically fall in love with him! Literally she hated his guts for how long? And today she’s suddenly all over him? Asking him if he wanted a ride to her place? This shit is for real.” Sharon said to the other two. She had long flowing brown hair and accompanying brown eyes. Medium breasts, but a thick ass to make up for it.

“You know what, why the fuck not?” Karly said, as the three of them got into Rose’s car. Karly had very dark skin, and curl black hair. She was one of only a handful of black girls in her class. Being in North Dakota though, that really wasn’t hard. She had a kind of bubbly personality to her, but still a level head. 

“Yeah, and what if it IS for real? We don’t want to be fucking reality itself up or anything do we? What if we turn the entire world into marinara sauce? Or make everyone have 20 ears by accident or something like that?!” Rose complained, turning the key to start the engine to life. Karly and Sharon rolled their eyes in the back of the car.

“Oh don’t be so uptight, Rose. We don’t have to wish for anything crazy. Hell, we could just wish for tons of booze tonight!” Karly said with a smile. Sharon smiled weakly back but had her own thoughts of what to wish for tonight.

“Heh yeah…” Sharon said back, her mind swirling with all the possible diaper scenarios she could inflict on her friends. Story after story raced through her head. “Wishing my friend’s into diapers… Would that be ethically fucked up..?” She thought, as she glanced out the window. An image of Rose parading around in nothing but a wet diaper instantly lit a fire in her crotch. She bit her bottom lip, before looking back at Karly. She took the sight of her friend in for a moment before thinking, “Oh yeah, she’s so going into a diaper tonight.” 

“Don’t forget to stop at Krikles for the booze!” Karly said, tapping her friend on the shoulder for added affect. 

“Yeah yeah, I got it. Don’t get your damn panties in a bunch.” Rose said, before turning off into the parking lot.

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“I wish that the more we act like babies, the more we become like one!” Sharon blurted out the second the site opened. Both Rose’s and Karly’s jaws dropped the moment the word’s left Sharon’s mouth.

“God damnit Sharon, why the fuck did you say something like that?!” Rose yelled out in frustration.

“Oh jush calm down yous!” Sharon said, her body feeling the adrenaline flowing through her now. She looked down at herself, hoping there was a puffy diaper around her crotch now. She frowned when she realized there wasn’t one.

“No, you don’t just fuck with shit like that. What if the site is real?” Karly said, glaring at Sharon. “What the fuck are you even talking about too? The more we act like babies? What the hell does that even mean?” Karly said, throwing her hands up in bewilderment. Some of her beer splashed out of the can from her sudden movement.

“Yeah? Do you want us to act like babies or some shit like that?” Rose said, getting up out of the computer chair. She picked up her wine glass to take another sip but said, “I’m not going to act like a baby or whatever the fuck your wish wants us to do!” before taking a longer drink than she would have expected. “Would this be better in a bottle…?” Ran lazily through Rose’s mind. She shook her head to get that thought out of her head immediately.

“Hehe, come onss wouldnt’s it’s be shoo fun to be babies again’s tonights! Haha” Sharon said, not realizing how drunk she was becoming and how much she was starting to reveal her true motives. Karly shook her head.

“No, your wish said that the second we start acting like babies, the more we’ll fucking become one. I ain’t going down that damn hole!” Karly said. Rose nodded in agreement. 

“Yeah, no way in hell we’re- Oof!” Rose suddenly cut herself off. Her hands shooting toward her crotch and pressing up tight around her vagina. Her face became tightened into concerned, and shot her gaze up to Karly. The only other slightly sane one in this group right now. “Karly, I… I need to pee. Like. Now.”

Karly shot a strange gaze toward her friend. “Uh.. okay? Then why don’t you… uh go?” Karly said, with a strange tone. Rose shook her head.

“I… I don’t know why.. but I feel like I can’t move unless…” Rose struggled to get the words out. Partly because she was embarrassed from what she was about to say, and also due to the fact she was moments away from letting lose into her yoga pants. “.. You… Give me permission…” Rose said, slightly defeated. She was now doing little hops in the form of a potty dance. Karly’s face grew even more perplexed. She took in everything that was going on. One of her best friends was doing a potty dance in front of her, and the other was rummaging through her bag for some reason.

“You needs a pull-ups, Karly!” Sharon shouted with a thumb in her mouth. She pulled out a pair of training pants from her bag. She was barely paying attention to what was even going on. She just wanted her friends to get into diapers. Her drunk, and now slightly regressing brain thought the best way to get that going was to just be up front about it. 

“What, Sharon I… What the…” Her head was feeling a little fuzzy as she stared at the pull-up. Something inside of her wanted her to just reach out a snatch from her friend’s hands. “Should I take the pull-up?... Or should I tell Sharon to put that away and help Rose” Karly thought to herself. She shot her gaze back to Rose.

“Ugh Fuck!” Rose said, on the verge of wetting herself. “Should I just make a run for the potty….. Or should I just wet myself and pretended like I couldn’t hold it anymore?” Rose thought, truly conflicted over the entire situation.