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CYOA: The Exchange Student - Chapter 12 (Story)
🕑 Added 2023-06-18 12:00:02 +0000 UTCAnna squirmed, staring up at Karissa, hardly able to believe what she was about to say. She suspected the other girls knew that she was diapered, hadn't bought her excuse that the rash cream wasn't for her, but if they got here before a decision was made, saw the diapers, that would guarantee they did... She could tell herself that was her main motivation as much as she wanted, however, she couldn't deny that the sight of the Pampers, the thought she might be able to wear them, excited her.
"Umm..." she gulped, hoping Karissa wouldn't be too mad at her. "K-Kiki can change me."
Kiki beamed. "I knew one of you would see reason," she smirked. "I just made the mistake of assuming it would be the adult. Come on, cutie." She held out her hand and Anna nervously took it, letting herself be led away from the registers to the bathroom, Karissa following behind. From the glimpse Anna got of her, peering back over her shoulder, she didn't seem particularly pleased.
Once they'd reached the bathroom door, Kiki spun around, holding out her hand. "Rash cream, please," she requested.
"I'm coming with..." Karissa started to protest.
"The bathroom really isn't that big," Kiki shrugged. "I think Anna here would be more comfortable if we didn't crowd her, isn't that right, sweetie?"
Anna's eyes widened, having not expected to have her opinion considered, much less asked for. "I-I don't..." she shook her head.
"See?" Kiki told Karissa smugly.
"N-No!" Anna shook her head. "I-I didn't mean... I-I wasn't..."
"Whatever," Karissa rolled her eyes, taking the tub of rash cream out of her shopping bag and plopping it into Kiki's hand.
A pit grew in Anna's stomach as Kiki yanked her into the bathroom, hoping that Karissa didn't take this badly, that she knew Kiki had misinterpreted what she was trying to say, that she wasn't insulted that the last two times she'd needed a diaper change, she'd gone to other people. It was wild, she thought, that she'd been bold enough to do that, that she'd not simply thanked her lucky stars that the first one had worked out well, and stuck with her...
"Here we are!" Kiki declared, closing the bathroom door and locking it behind her. She was right that the bathroom was on the small side, although there would have been room for Karissa to stand, to watch. Now, Anna was trapped in here with Kiki, alone... If there had been any question of whether she'd be able to push her way past the girl, make it to the door and unlock it to get out, should the need arise, it was answered when Kiki unfolded the changing table from the wall and easily picked Anna up and set her down on it.
Anna's head swum a bit; had it been today that she'd diapered herself on one of these tables, at least partially? It felt like a year ago now, and, with the flight, and the time change, and the nap, it was hard to deduce for certain if it technically had been the same day. She recalled how excited she'd been then, and now she was actually going to be changed on it, rather than using it mostly as a table.
"I'm going to get you all cleaned up, okay, sweetie?" Kiki cooed, sliding Anna's shorts down from around her diaper, tugging them over her shoes, setting them aside. "Those diapers are adorable! Where do your Mommy and Daddy order those from?"
Anna blushed, wiggling in her seat. "I-I dunno," she replied bashfully. She did, of course... She'd bought them herself, had agonized over the decision, had found out basically all there was to know about them beforehand, but she wasn't going to tell Kiki that, obviously.
"Aww," Kiki laughed, thankfully unbothered, seemingly. "Do you know what they're called?"
She definitely wasn't going to admit to that, since the brand name made it pretty obvious they were for adult babies, and even if Kiki didn't know what an AB was, a quick Google would tell her. She shrugged, cheeks continuing to heat up.
"That's all right," Kiki smiled, turning her, then pushing her down onto the changing table, Anna's heart thumping as she felt the plastic surface beneath her, let it fully sink in that it was really happening, that she was about to be changed there. And, as a final confirmation of that, Kiki grabbed either side of the strap built into the table, pulling them up, snapping them together over Anna's waist.
Anna tried to sit up in surprise, reaching for it, only to have Kiki swat her hands away with one of her own, the other gently lowering Anna onto her back again, Anna feeling tinier than ever, being so easily and expertly managed while she was strapped to a changing table in public, about to have her diaper changed.
"You made the right choice," Kiki assured her, digging into her purse, pulling out travel-sized packs of baby wipes and powder. "I bet Karissa didn't even think to bring these along with her."
"W-We were only gonna be out for a minute," Anna felt the need to defend the other girl.
"That's no excuse," Kiki sniffed. "A good babysitter is always prepared... And aren't you lucky I'm one of them?"
Anna fidgeted, feeling guilty, not wanting to bad mouth Karissa after she'd been so nice to her all day. "K-Karissa..." she started, falling silent at the sound of her diaper's tape being ripped open, the sensation of fresh air on her crotch.
"Karissa's mom let her start babysitting like three months before me," Kiki grumbled. "That's the only reason she got the good clients over me."
Anna stayed quiet while Kiki wiped her off, not knowing enough about the situation - or what might upset Kiki more if she said it - to speak... And then Kiki took out the package of Pampers and ripped it open, and Anna couldn't talk. It was actually happening... Kiki lifted Anna's bottom up off the changing table, sliding the wet diaper out and the fresh one in, Anna's heart fluttering at the sound of the crinkle, at the bulk of the padding beneath her. It was probably her imagination enhancing it, since she did know what it was, but both seemed so much more pronounced than with her old diaper... It didn't feel significantly smaller, either, so her worries about it not fitting were quickly banished.
"Oh, you like them, huh?" Kiki teased, pausing to watch Anna wiggle on top of the diaper. "I knew you would."
"Th-They're okay," Anna lied. "I-I don't really need them that much..."
"No?" Kiki chuckled, bundling the wipes she'd used up into the old diaper, wrapping them all into a ball, weighing it in one hand. "This is pretty heavy to come from someone who doesn't need diapers that much..."
"B-But I..." Anna's face warmed up. She hadn't wet that much... Had she? She'd been wearing it only moments ago, and already, she wasn't so certain of the answer, not when Kiki, who seemed so much more responsible, so much more mature, so much more experienced, than her had said otherwise.
"It's all right," Kiki promised. "That's what they're there for. I'll make it all better!" She unscrewed the tub of diaper rash cream, dipping her fingers into it, massaging it into Anna's reddened skin. Anna squirmed, a part of her regretting her choice, not having fully thought about how intimate this was, how strange it would be to have this girl she didn't know touching her down there, although Kiki showed no signs of finding it weird, of it bothering her, of her looking at Anna as anything more than any other toddler.
"I bet you like the smell of powder, too, huh?" Kiki smiled after she was done with the cream, wiping her hands off. Anna nodded shyly, prompting Kiki to put a liberal amount on before tugging the front of the diaper up between Anna's legs. Kiki pulled the sides nice and tight before fastening the tapes, and then, just like that, it was done. Anna was in Pampers.
Kiki smiled proudly, giving her handiwork a crinkly pat. "There, aren't those better?" she asked.
Anna couldn't tell for sure; all she knew was they felt better right now, that looking down and seeing those baby diapers on her, fitting her so perfectly, as if they'd been made for her, was making it difficult to remember that she wasn't a baby, much more-so than with her old diapers. She nodded shyly, catching her hand millimeters away from her face, from attempting to slip her thumb into her mouth instinctively. She blushed, yanking it away self-consciously.
"I thought so," Kiki declared. "You wait right there while I wash my hands, okay?"
Anna didn't have much of a choice. She probably could have undone the buckle on the strap without too much trouble at the start of the change, but now the idea of fiddling with it, trying to deduce how it worked, was overwhelming for a silly little toddler like her, squirming around in her Pampers.
"What a cutie," Kiki giggled, returning to Anna's side. "Now, then, Anna, why don't we talk about what you can do for me in return for all this help I've given you?"
"H-Huh?" Anna frowned, blinked uncertainly.
"Well, sweetie," Kiki leaned over her, "you see, my mom works in the office at the school, so I know the new transfer student's name, and who she's staying with, and I've even seen her picture, because mom wanted me to be sure to be nice to her so she wouldn't be scared all alone in a strange country... I'd say I've done a pretty good job of that so far, don't you think, Anna?"
Anna gasped, eyes widening as she stared up at Kiki. "W-Wait, you..?!"
"I wasn't positive at first, because you really are a cute little girl, but it was such a weird coincidence that you happened to have the same name, and looked so similar..."
Anna squirmed on the changing table, tears welling in her eyes. "A-Are you gonna tell everyone?" she asked quietly.
"No, no, of course not," Kiki stroked her hair. "Not if you're a good girl and do as I say. I could even help out, tell our friends that Little Anna, who they met at the convenience store, was your baby sister, who came to visit when you first arrived, and has the same nickname as you because she looks up to you so much..."
"B-But..." Anna sniffled, "if they find out about my diapers, won't they..?"
Kiki snickered. "Wait, are you planning on wearing diapers to school?"
Anna gulped, biting her bottom lip. "I-I don't have any panties with me..."
"Oh, my God," Kiki giggled. "You know, I know a girl a bit older than us who just moved in, so not many people know her... I wonder if I could talk her into pretending to be you at high school so I could enroll you in kindergarten, where you'd fit in so much better..."
"Kindergarten?!" Anna squealed, though she had to admit the idea was exciting, in an extremely embarrassing way. Coming all this way to be an exchange student, only to wind up enrolled in kindergarten, spending her days pretending to learn her numbers and the alphabet, doing crafts, taking naps...
"I don't know," Kiki shrugged. "Maybe that's too silly... I could borrow you tomorrow, though, take you to the playground, have you tell all of Karissa's babysitting charges about how you think I'm so much more fun than her, so they'll ask their parents to try me out."
"B-But Karissa has been so nice to me," Anna pouted. "I-I don't wanna..."
Kiki's eyes lit up. "Oh! You know what? Maybe there's something better... Maybe before she goes out on her babysitting jobs, I could have you slip a little something into her water cup to make her have an accident while she's there. I bet her charges would love to tattle on her to their parents afterwards, and they'd definitely know she isn't suited to be a sitter..."
"No!" Anna protested. "I-I can't do that to her!"
"Well, Anna," Kiki told her, glaring down at Anna, strapped to the table, struggling against the strip of fabric holding her there, feeling trapped, helpless, "you're going to do something, or else I'm going to make sure you regret it."
Anna blushed, feeling a trickle of wetness in her Pamper already, shocked at how quickly Kiki had turned, had shown her true face. She didn't want to cross her, to see what she might do if she said no... But she didn't want to betray her friend - and roommate - Karissa, either. What should she do?!
Should Anna...
Agree to go to the playground with Kiki tomorrow?
Agree to drug Karissa?
Agree to try going to kindergarten?
Or say no to all of them and risk Kiki's wrath?
