Vanessa, can feel Alex’s legs rubbing against her sides as he wiggles them back and forth, with each movement causing his equipment pressing against her cheek to shift reminding her of its presents to her growing embarrassment. But the worst thing is the sickening knot in to metaphorical stomach, that leaves her wanting to throw up despite the impossibility as she can’t take the mind of the horrifying fate she’s going to be subject to as a little boys diaper. However she is helpless to do anything but contemplate her disgusting doom as she awaits Alex delivering her to said doom.
After what feels like hours of stuck in the sickening limbo, the horror ow what is to come slowly driving her mad while Alex sleeps restlessly in his crib.
With out warning a torrent of hot urine shot out of Alex into her awaiting padding, the diaper-girl could enjoyed warm liquid splashing against her face and tummy, as the blissful warmth of a warm shower to radiate through her; the next thing Vanessa notices is the rather pleasant salty smell of ocean spray. However, the diaper-girl soon finds herself wanting to gag, as the overwhelming taste of saltwater floods her mouth, as she begins to do her job absorbing the warm yellow pee which has started to pool down around bottom of the diaper which is her face.
Her sense of taste slowly adjusts to the overwhelming saltiness of the little boy's pee, allowing her to take in the actual flavour of the urine which, Vanessa is both disgusted and horrified to find that it actually tastes really nice. It has that thick richness of human musk with the added spice of a salty tang, even the warm wet feeling of the pee against her face feel nice.
As the diaper-girl continues to soak up the little girl's urine her body swelling outwards in the process as the warm wetness spread throughout the diaper, the pleasant warmth of the pee saturates her body, and the addictive salty musk was a delight for her palate. While, the swelling the diaper-girl experienced as she diligently soaked up the urine now filling her left her feeling warm and cosy. The diaper-girl giggle to her self maybe being a diaper, isn’t so bad as the knot in her stomach fades away along with her former disgust at her enjoyment of being peed in by the baby boy.
After a few minutes, the stream of Alex's piss pouring into her lets up, and she quickly finishes soaking it up. Oh yeah, it defiantly feels good soaking up piss, she thinks as she enjoys the wondrous feeling of being wet all over and the delightful spicy smell and taste that doesn't fade away. Despite the obvious relief of letting such a large amount of pee out while he slept, Alex didn’t even budge during this whole ordeal and slept through until morning - thanks mostly to the happy diaper-girl doing her job of keeping him dry. Finally, as the sensations that have overwhelmed her mind subside, she thinks about what happens to dirty diaper’s and finds her self oddly excited at the though of being reduced to just another soggy diaper, buried amounts all the other dirty diapers in the trash. Could I really enjoy being just another dirty diaper, buried in the trash? she wonders, why dose that idea excite me so much, wouldn’t I get lonely?
Several more hours go by, unable to stop fantasising about being reduced to a dirty piece of trash amounts all the other dirty diapers while delighting utter joy at the wondrous feeling of being wet all over and the delightful spicy smell and taste as the warm urine slowly cools leaving her feeling a delightful damp squishiness. Until Alex begins to stir and awake. First he rolled over and then got into a sitting position on his knees which twisted and stretched the diaper-girl it tugs and pulls on Vanessa, like being tightly bundled up in a cool compress.
Despite the embarrassment of his equipment rubbing against the soggy padding that is her face, Vanessa can’t help but enjoy the feeling of being compressed as his weight presses upon her once more as he sat on the back of his legs. A moment later, he pulled herself up by the crib bars and got into a standing position. Vanessa was still snugly secured around his waist thanks to the onesie and still couldn’t see, though a little light to filtered onesie.
It was at this point Alex unleashed yet another torrent of urine to pool around the face of the already soaked and swelling diaper-girl, causing her to expand outward even more so as she continued to absorb the tasty substance. Vanessa now strained against the onesie, the pressure as she expanded only serves to increase her bliss, as she is compressed against the little boys bottom.
It is at that point that Angie’s mother comes in "Well Alex it looks like you really need a change, you really fulled that diaper, we’ll toss it in the trash were it belongs" Vanessa’s imagination go into overdrive at the last comment, she going trash, being thoroughly soaked with urine is wonderful. But it only going to get better first she’ll be rolled up into a tight little bundle, then she will be buried amongst the wet and phooey diaper in the diaper pail nothing more than a helpless piece of inanimate waste, as more wet and phooey diaper rain down on her until she finally gets collect and crushed down to a single wet and phooey mass of soggy diaper and baby waste, inside the trash truck before finally being dumped in a massive pit fulled with nothing but other crushed mass of soggy diapers and baby waste. Vanessa feels pressure at her back as Angie’s mother, lays Alex down on the change table and begins to unfasten the diaper-girl, from around Alex’s waist, falling against the change table she finds she misses the pressure from being press against Alex's body, the lack of pressure takes away from the feeling of being full. Then she watches as Angie’s mother drops a few pee yellowed baby wipes into her after using them to clean Alex up, before folding her in half and sealing her into a wonderfully tight little ball with her tabs. Finally tossing her in the the diaper pail, where lands in the bed of wet and messy diaper's with which she shall spend the rest of her life. Over the rest of the day she is buried in several more of Alex's dirty diaper's, and slowly the pressure increases over the next few days as the bin full up.