Rachel rushed out of the store, made all the more difficult by the
bulge in her diaper. Half way across the parking lot, she stopped mid-
waddle, and so did the rest of the world. All of the girls she could
see were slowly losing their clothes. They just melted off, as well as
her own. Soon, all of the girls were naked except for a diaper on
each. The world unfroze, and she continued her desperate bound towards
home, her breasts swinging without a bra to hold them. She dashed into
her room and slammed the door. She shut her eyes and tried to make
sense of what was going on, but when she opened her eyes, everything
in her room was replaced with baby stuff. Her dresser was a changing
table, her closet was gone, and her bed was a crib.
She couldn't hold it in anymore, she screamed, then tried to remove
her diaper. It seemed impossible, though, pulling and ripping, but the
more she tried, the harder it was to stand, and finally she couldn't
keep it together anymore, and she collapsed onto her knees and cried.
She tried to stand, but she just fell helplessly back to her hands and
knees. After about 10 minutes, she found she could stand again without
a problem, but when she reached for the tabs of the diaper, she fell
back to her hands in knees. Attempting to complain, she opened her
mouth only to have baby dribble come out. She was starting to catch
on. She sat back onto her mess, confident in the fact that she
couldn't remove the diaper.