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Mt. Lady Diaper Story WIP Preview
🕑 Added 2022-06-23 16:22:19 +0000 UTCThe size-changing superheroine known as Mt. Lady had been laying low for the past few days, after a scuffle with a villain left her with a temporary but incredibly humiliating affliction. Their quirk removed all control she had over her bladder and bowels, leaving the lady completely incontinent. As a result, she had to wear a diaper until the effect wore off, lest she soil her clothes and anything else nearby.
Needless to say, she wasn’t happy about it. She made a grand total of zero public appearances since she started wearing diapers, not wanting her adoring public to see her in such a state. So she stayed at home, watching TV, and changing herself whenever she filled her diapers at unexpected intervals. She was told that the quirk would wear off after one more day, and she desperately hoped that was true.
“Ah,” she said, leaning back in her chair, her diaper softly crinkling beneath her. “At least this’ll be over soon, and I can go back to being my awesome sexy self,” she said, flipping through the channels. “Ugh, there’s nothing on,” she groaned. “I’m so bored.”
Unfortunately, she was about to get the excitement she asked for. A thunderous boom from nearby compelled her to look outside of her window, to see a monstrous villain towering over the city and terrorizing the people below.
Naturally, as a hero her first instinct was to jump in and help them, but she didn’t want to go out given her current condition and the embarrassing attire that came along with it. Surely there must’ve been another hero in the area who could help, right? She turned her head away from the scene of destruction, and slipped back into her chair. The sound of the building-sized villain and of the people crying out for help only seemed to get louder until her TV could no longer drown it out no matter how loud she turned up the volume. It soon became clear that nobody else was coming to help. If those people were to be saved, Mt. Lady would have to do it herself. Grumbling as she waddled her way to her closet with her diaper audibly crinkling between her legs, she silently prayed that she could defeat this villain before another one of her ‘accidents’ occurred.
She quickly disrobed, except for that crinkly garment which she desperately wished she could remove. She slipped on her suit over it before looking in the mirror and having her worst fears confirmed. The bulge created by the diaper was incredibly apparent-you could practically make out every last crease in the outline it created. She had another moment of hesitation where she considered turning back once again, but no, she couldn’t live with herself if she put her reputation over the lives of innocent people. And besides, it wasn’t that noticeable, right? As long as they weren’t filled, maybe she could pass them off as a pair of especially bulky panties. She took one last glance at her cushy crotch as she stood in front of the door, before sighing and making a beeline towards the sound of panicked screams and car alarms. Despite all the cacophony, she could still hear the crunch that accompanied each of her steps.
She activated her quirk, and turned skyscraper-sized in a matter of moments. Now she was able to reach the scene of the villain attack in just a few strides. Unfortunately, she was well aware of the fact that increasing her size also vastly amplified the conspicuousness of her diaper. It was designed to grow along with her, just like the rest of her clothes. While it was once a noticeable bulge she could conceivably conceal, there was no way she could hide the diaper-outline beneath her uniform now that it was approximately the size of a small suburban home. Maybe the citizens would be so preoccupied with escaping the villain that they wouldn’t even notice? Unfortunately, this hope was quickly dashed, as she could already hear the tiny voices of the people below commenting on that strange protrusion beneath her suit.
“It’s Mt. Lady!”
“She’s come to save us!”
“What’s that she’s wearing under her clothes?”
“Those are combat pants, obviously! All heroes wear them to protect their junk when they fight.”
“You have no idea what you’re talking about.”
Mt. Lady gritted her massive teeth together. Maybe she could finish this quickly, before anyone put together exactly what it was she was wearing, and especially before the media showed up and broadcast her shame for all to see. She turned towards the rampaging villain, hoping that the rage she felt towards them for making her expose herself in such a compromised state would be enough to drive her to a swift victory.
