Rachel leaned over the crib, drifting off into a day dream filled with giggling girls waddling everywhere. Girls in pants that did nothing to hide their thick padding, girls in short skirts that showed disposables and cloth diapers every time their moved, girls who stop in mid sentence to bend their knees and fill their waiting underga... gar...
Rachel was pulled out of her fantasy by the sudden realization that her body was moving of its own accord. On autopilot, she felt herself crouch down ever so slightly at the knees. She tried to straight back up, but her body wouldn't let her. Then she felt a sudden shift in her insides.
"Oh nooooo!" She whined as her bowels gave a push, filling the back of her panties with a heavy mess. A second later, her bladder began to empty, soaking through her...
"Huh?" Rachel blinked and put a hand on the crotch of her jeans. She should have soaked through her panties, but instead she found her pants perfectly clean. Pressing a little more intently, she felt a warmth through her pants and heard a crinkle.
"A diaper? I'm wearing a diaper?!" The teen squeaked in surprised, quickly looking around to make sure no one saw or heard her.
What she saw surprised her. There were a few other teen girls walking around, each one with an obvious bulge in the back of their pants. A tween and her mother were both wearing skirts that, when they bent over to look at a package of diapers, showed they both had a pair of plastic pants on.