Squish Game: Round 2, Part 3

Heyyo, sorry for the delay on this one! Wasn't able to get to the computer after my ankle went snap. Hope you're all enjoying the series so far! 💕

DISCLAIMER: This story contains hypnosis, diaper usage, pants wetting, mental regression, sissification, and other ABDL themes. If you haven’t read the Prologue and Round 1 yet, I highly recommend doing so before digging into Round 2! I hope you enjoy!

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*SQUELCH!*

Shifting inside of his crib, Aaron was pulled to consciousness as he felt icky, stinky gunk churn within his diaper area. It was as though his waist and thighs had been submerged in a waterbed filled with pudding. He tried to sit but found that the sheer weight of his boulder-sized diaper was too great to make that kind of movement.

Aaron wanted to be disgusted with his current situation. Memories of choosing pleasure over a change weighed heavy on his mind, filling him with intense regret. Simultaneously, as he continued to feel the slop oozing around his genitals, he couldn’t help but start to grow aroused once more. He wanted to think nothing of it beyond morning wood, but he knew the truth was far more harrowing than that. The truth was that he liked the feeling of squishing around in a messy diaper, even if he was repulsed by himself at the same time.

Regardless of Aaron’s mental position on his obscenely messy pampers, he was struggling to fight the seemingly natural instincts of his body to roll his hips back and forth. It was like his body was trying to masturbate against his will.

“Mmmmmmm!”

Suddenly, Aaron stopped moving as he heard Natalie’s feminine moans echo across the nursery. Turning to his side, his eyes went wide as he witnessed her sitting atop her messy diaper and grinding against it. The wet, sloppy noises that her diaper emitted were as nauseating as they were titillating. Aaron couldn’t help but press his hand into the front of his diaper as Natalie continued to go at it.

The whole thing was starting to feel like one giant fever dream. Aaron’s tongue went limp as his rubbing intensified. It wasn’t nearly as electric as it was when his Mistress was pleasuring him with a vibrator, but that didn’t stop him from trying to squeeze every ounce of ecstasy that he could out of his bloated padding. “N-Nadawie,” he stuttered, feeling his lisp returning to him thanks to his lazy tongue.

Hearing Aaron’s lust-filled voice, Natalie’s head whipped toward him. All the while, her rabid humping pressed on with vigorous force. “I-I can’d shtawp,” she mumbled, proving to Aaron that he was not isolated in his feelings.

Closing his eyes, Aaron realized that there wasn’t much he could do about his current predicament. Deep down, he knew that he and Natalie, along with everyone else in the Squish Game, had been hypnotized by Blair and the other Mistresses. Sadly, that knowledge did little to dampen the triggers that were compelling him to rub himself raw.

*BLOOOOOOOOOOOOOORRRRRRT!!!*

As much as Aaron didn’t want to look, he couldn’t help but glance over at Natalie once again as her diaper expanded in size. It was truly a spectacle to behold. The petite-framed girl was perched on a diaper that had to weigh more than she did by this point, and was only growing bigger and bigger. Soon, the diaper was pressed against the bars of her crib, and yet it continued to grow without pause. The mushy cloth spilled out through the slot of the crib and propped her up higher into the air.

All the while, Aaron could feel his own guts bubbling up, letting him know that he too would be adding to the girth of his nappies. His eyes darted around the room, wondering if anyone else was awake to witness Natalie’s depravity. Much to his surprise, the other cribs around him were also filled with huge, mushy diapers, burying their wearers deep within the confines of their cribs. Was there not a single person who chose to get changed last night?!

Squinting his eyes closed again, Aaron recognized that this would soon be his fate as well. The painful pings in his bowels were quickly becoming too great for him to endure. Along with the fact that his loads would only get bigger the longer he waited, he knew he needed to relieve himself and fast. Gritting his teeth, he stopped holding back and began to push.

*SPLOOOOOOOOOOOORRRRRRR-*

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Aaron’s eyes fluttered open as the lights overhead came on. His heart was racing as he quickly reached between his legs, expecting to feel his overly-plump diaper. However, he was shocked to find that not only was his diaper normal-sized, but it was also nowhere near as messy as he remembered it being. Did he get a change in the middle of the night or was it all some horny lucid dream? He wiggled his butt, confirming that he had gone number two, but it was only the normal amount that one would expect.

Climbing to his knees, Aaron winced as the mess in his pampers shifted, causing his diaper to sag dramatically as the weighty fecal matter fell from his well-coated butt cheeks. He wished he could rip the diaper off right then and there and spare himself the gross sensations, but he knew better than to welcome punishment so eagerly. The best thing he could do was to spread his legs and lean on the crib bars to avoid letting the muck touch his skin.

“Rough night?” said Natalie, who was propped up in her crib the same as Aaron was. That wasn’t the only way they were matching, though, as tucked between her thighs was a droopy, brown-stained diaper.

Unable to look away from Natalie’s posterior, Aaron could feel his manhood hardening as he imagined himself thrusting into her mushy diaper. He shook his head as if trying to get that thought out of his brain by force. He knew it was wrong, so why did it turn him on so much? His legs quivered as his strength was being siphoned away by his need for sexual release. “Are you as horny as I am?” he blurted out, unable to stop himself from pressing his diaper front into the white crib bars he was leaning on.

Biting her lip, Natalie blushed and nodded, her sexual appetite only growing as she made her humiliating confession. “If you think we have it bad, look around,” she said, gesturing her head toward the rest of the room.

Much to Aaron’s surprise, he and Natalie were not alone in their unfathomable horniness. Inside five of the other seven cribs, many of the contestants were busy going at the padding in various ways. Brett had bunched up a pillow between his legs and was riding it like a bucking bronco. Lee had stuck their skinny legs through the bars of the crib and was mashing their diaper up against them. Rod was dragging his torso across the bed, using only his arms to crawl around while his legs were completely limp. Shawn had left his bed and joined his lackey, number 10, in his crib. The two were ravenous as they squeezed and squished their muddy diapers together.

Lance and whoever number 7 was appeared to be the only others that weren’t lowered by their carnal sexual instincts. In fact, Lance seemed as cool as a cucumber as he meditated on his mattress with his legs crossed under his full nappy. Aaron could only marvel at the kind of zen that would take. Meanwhile, number 7 was curled up in a corner of their crib with their arms wrapped around their legs. If they were as horny as the rest of them, they weren’t showing it.

“Looks like anyone…who chose pleasure…last night has at…least some amount of sanity today,” said Natalie, panting between big breaths as she fought against her erotic fervor. Even after having been relieved last night, the fire within her loins was difficult to suppress.

Before either Aaron or Natalie could figure anything else out, the same alarm from the day before sounded off, alerting them that the Mistresses were here. Thankfully, Aaron didn’t need to scramble to get back into his crib today, but the impact that knowledge had was relatively small since this likely meant the next round of the games was about to begin. He could feel butterflies in his stomach fluttering around as the giant metal door opened up for the Mistresses to make their entrances.

“Look at this, all of our Littles are being such perfect angels today. Everyone is still in their cribs,” said Dom as she inhaled deeply, taking in the wonderfully foul scent. She smiled at her contestant, Lance, before turning to Shawn and his lackey, who were still going at each other with reckless abandon. “Well, almost all of our Littles,” she said as she instructed Shawn and number 10’s Mistresses to break them up.

Walking up to Aaron’s crib, Blair was wearing a big smile, but her eyes were telling a different story. There appeared to be something behind the thin veneer she was fronting, but he couldn’t tell what it was. “Hey, is everything oka-”

“Shhhhh!” responded Blair, not allowing Aaron to finish his whispered question. No matter how much she wanted to talk to Aaron and spill everything he needed to know, she knew that in order to stay in the game, she had to be as silent and distant as possible.

With the mistresses standing beside their respective Littles, it was time for Dom to give the morning address. “Good morning, darlings, and congratulations on making it this far. You all appear to be in high spirits today! I can already tell that so many of you are going to love becoming baby slaves,” she said with an overwhelming amount of pep in her voice, “That being said, it’s time to get ready to go. Round 2 of the Squish Game is about to begin!”

TO BE CONTINUED…

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