Crissie in Diaperland: Chapter 18

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Stumbling to a stop, Crissie looked back at the Dodo, whose distracted nature was on full display as his focus immediately shifted to the other caucus racers. Having been told that all she had to do was run around as long as she liked until she declared her race was over, her mind instantly wondered if she could get away with telling the Dodo she had finished right away. She’d definitely be the first one done considering all the other racers were now dozens of yards away. But could she really get away with that?

It was a bit of a long shot, but if it worked, Crissie could end this game extra early and get a lift back to the mainland. If worse came to worst, she could always ditch the silly race and swim back herself now that she’d rested up a bit, though she was hoping to avoid that at all costs. Deciding to hell with it, she B-lined directly to the Dodo and tapped him on the shoulder. “Excuse me…but I…just finished…my race,” she said, breathing heavily in between every few words as she pretended to have just finished a big run.

“Wowza! The caucus race only started a minute ago!” said the Dodo, causing Crissie to wonder if she’d overplayed her hand by returning too soon. To her surprise, the Dodo began jumping for joy as he called everyone over, “Everyone! Finish up your races! We have a brand new record!”

Looking around at the elated faces encircling her, Crissie was legit shocked over how well this plan worked. She wasn’t sure what she expected but blind acceptance and a barrage of fanfare were far down on the list of potential options. The crowd of racers lifted her in the air as if she’d just won an Olympic medal in caucus racing.

“Oh, frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!” cheered the Dodo, leading the other animals in a chant. Grabbing a hold of Crissie’s arms and legs, the large group thrust Crissie into the air, catching her gracefully as she hurled back toward the ground.

Giggling like crazy, Crissie decided to take a moment to enjoy her current company. There wasn’t a conniving cat or a kidnapping caterpillar anywhere to trick her, nor did she have to deal with the frustrating nonsense of the Tweedles or that mouthy door. “All hail Crissie, the Caucus Race Queen!” she said proudly, earning a score of uproarious praise from everyone.

Unfortunately, Crissie’s break from the madness wasn’t meant to last. As the crowd launched Crissie into the air a second time, the Dodo noticed something about her diaper that caused him to pause. “Halt, everyone! Halt!” he shouted, silencing the crowd, “It appears our Caucus Race Queen is dawning a Fill-Me Diaper. As the laws of Diaperland state, we cannot shrug off our responsibilities, even for a human as impressive as this one.”

In an instant, Crissie’s heart froze. She’d almost forgotten about her atrociously saggy diaper. If only that stupid door had told her that this diaper would’ve gotten her into this much trouble, she would’ve picked the damn Hug-Me Diaper. She quickly attempted to break free of the animals’ grasp, not wanting to find out what they had in store for her. Sadly, her depleted strength from finishing her long swim made it impossible for her to overpower the wild beasts, leaving her completely at their mercy.

With Crissie held aloft in the air, the group of racers began picking up large handfuls of wet sand and carrying them toward their lil’ record breaker. It took her a few seconds for Crissie to realize what was about to happen. “W-Wait! This was a mistake! Please don-EEEEP!” she shrieked as grains of moist sand were deposited down the back of her bloated pamper. Unlike the other times when she had her diaper filled to the brim, there was nothing pleasant about a diaper full of sand. It’s rough and it’s coarse and it gets everywhere, especially up the booty crack!

In a matter of minutes, Crissie and her ultra sandy diaper became too heavy to hold, forcing the animals to drop her to the ground. “That should do it for now! We’ll have to wait to fill her up more until after the next caucus race! We do have a schedule to keep here folks,” said the Dodo, causing everyone to rush back to the same arbitrary line in the sand that they had lined up at for the previous race.

Left alone sitting atop a sandcastle of sadness, Crissie scrunched her face into a pout, unable to do anything more than wish she had made better decisions up to this point. Still, as much as it would be fun to throw a pity party and cry to her heart’s content, the events of the caucus race had only motivated her to forge ahead. She wasn’t about to let these loons beat her. She’d get back to Codi, Master, and her normal life, or regress trying!

Leaning forward, Crissie rolled her weighty diaper until she was able to plant both her hands and feet on the ground. From there, it was a short but difficult crawl back to the water, where mercifully, the sand began to wash away through the leg holes of her diaper, making her journey easier until she could move as freely as she had before. As an added bonus, the sand had stretched out her now-empty diaper enough to turn it into a makeshift floatation device, making the challenge of keeping her head above water even easier. Looking out ahead toward the mainland, she narrowed her gaze and began paddling.

TO BE CONTINUED…

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