The Poser: Chapter 8

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“O-Okay,” said Deedee with her hands trembling as she twisted the lock on the bathroom door open. After struggling for well over an hour on her own, the idea of a potential ally was too good to pass up on.

The handle for the bathroom door twisted open, allowing for Jason to enter. His eyes remained squarely on the white and blue-tiled floor, far too nervous to look at Deedee directly in the eyes. To him, this moment was akin to meeting a celebrity. And to be in such an intimate place alone with her was almost too much for his fragile, virgin heart to bear.

Meanwhile, Deedee had already clocked the type of person that Jason was, a sly grin forming in the corner of her lip. Part of her had been worried that this nerd might try to pull something. But seeing him standing in the corner of the bathroom like a scared puppy was all she needed to know just how harmless he was. “So…” she said, placing her hand on the sink and trying to act casual, “...you said you could help me?”

Nodding his head, Jason responded, “I think I can. We just need to prove that Punisher is wrong.”

Deedee cocked her head sideways in confusion, “P-Prove Punisher wrong? I’m not sure that I follow.”

“It’s simple. Punisher thinks you’re a faker, and now he’s convinced everyone on your stream that you must be,” said Jason, his anxiety forcing him to speak fast, “All you have to do is prove that Punisher is wrong and that you are as into diapers as you say you are.”

Pressing her fingers to her eyes, Deedee slumped down on the toilet next to her. This…this was her knight in shining armor’s grand plan. “What did you say your name was again?” she asked bluntly.”

“Oh, I uh…I don’t think I mentioned it,” Jason chuckled, trying and failing not to be awkward, “My name’s Jason and my screen name is Jassikins. I’ve been one of your top subscribers for two years.”

Searching the recesses of her mind, Deedee failed to recall even a single user name that was subscribed to her. She was far more concerned with the number of followers under her name than any of the actual individual followers. Still, she knew to admit that would only make the band-aid she was about to rip off worse. “J-Jassikins! Of course, I know who you are.” She could tell by the look on Jason’s flushed face that he bought her little lie hook, line, and sinker. “Look, I know this may be hard to hear but…Punisher isn’t entirely wrong.”

Jason’s smile soon turned downward. “W-What do you mean?” he said in complete denial; his brain having already connected the dots.

“Doing diaper porn was something that I got into when I was broke and needed money fast. It was a good way to use my body without stripping in some grimy club or showing my tits and cooter on the internet,” she confessed, watching the life drain from Jason’s eyes. Suddenly, it dawned on her. She had been thinking about the text chat all wrong. They weren’t aggressively angry at her for posing as a diaper lover, not all of them at least. They were disappointed. Maybe Jassikin’s idea wasn’t so bad, after all.

Standing up, Deedee waddled over to Jason, forcing him to stare her straight in the eyes, “And I’m sorry, why is that such a big deal to you? Actors in porn fake shit all the time. I don’t hate any of you or even think this kink is all that bad.”

Jason backed up until his back was against the wall. To have a beautiful woman like Deedee standing this close to him, and in a diaper no less, was almost too much for him to handle. He felt his little buddy twitching inside of his own padding, praying to Goddess for Deedee not to notice.

Luckily for him, Deedee was far too caught up in her own monologuing to turn her attention to his crotch. She continued, “At first, I thought your idea sounded bogus, but I think you might be onto something. I just need to make the porn that everyone is here to see.”

“O-Okay,” stuttered Jason, struggling to collect his thoughts, “H-How do you do that?”

Deedee sighed, knowing that her humiliation was only going to get worse from here, “They want to see an adult baby let loose in a mall, right? Let’s give them what they want.”

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Blushy Ben: Ooh! I think I spot her!

Mommy Dollia: Silly bab, that’s just a short girl in pigtails

Blushy Ben: Oh… 😳

Matti1242: Seriously tho when is she coming back?

Suddenly, a new security feed popped up on screen for everyone in the stream. One that stunned them all to silence.

Punisher: Looks like Deedee seems to be getting into her role a bit more. 😈

Hand in hand with Jason, Deedee skipped along as they walked through the corridor of the mall. All the while, she made sure that anyone who so much as glanced in her general direction had to do a double-take. “Daddy! Daddy! Can you take me to da toy store?!” she shouted with falsified glee. All that time in high school theatre class was certainly coming in handy.

In the back of her mind, Deedee had already resigned herself to the fact she could never set foot in this mall again after the ball pit fiasco. At this point, she had nothing to lose by humiliating herself in front of a few dozen strangers. In a way, she found it strangely kind of liberating. Sure, she was attracting some odd and prudish looks, but no one dared say anything to her.

Meanwhile, her partner in crime, Jason, was not feeling the same level of empowerment as Deedee was. Instead, he was nervously turning his head from side to side, unable to drop his shame quite like Deedee had. “O-Of course, s-sweetheart. B-But first, I need to take you to a very special store,” he said, his acting skills nowhere near Deedee’s as he mumbled out his pre-determined lines.

With a cheeky grin on her face, Deedee was certain that her plan was full proof. She was well aware that there was a diaper store in this mall somewhere. She’d ordered supplies from it before, though she never dared to go in person.

Thankfully, while Jason was much more shy about his present situation, he’d been less shy about his frequent trips to his local diaper chain store at the mall. With Deedee’s hand clasped tightly in his, he guided her through the mall until they were standing out in front of their destination.

“Da CwissBaby Diaper Store! What’s that?” said Deedee, sounding like she was in some terrible infomercial.

Jason smiled and patted Deedee on the butt, “It’s a wonderful full of all the diapers and ABDL supplies you could ever…” He trailed off as Deedee craned her head towards his, a look of murder in her eyes. His little improv with the butt pat was clearly not appreciated. “L-Let’s just head on in, uh, baby girl.”

Deedee and Jason entered the CrissBaby Diaper Store, immediately greeted by the overwhelming aroma of baby powder, a smell that Deedee was partially terrified of getting used to. She was near to the point where the soggy diaper between her legs was already becoming an afterthought. She didn’t need any other this shit to start feeling normal.

Grabbing a nearby basket, Deedee turned to Jason. “So, what now?” she asked, unsure of what to do or where to go. The idea was to gather some supplies and return home to do the sexiest show she could possibly put on, in hopes of shifting some of the audience back to her side.

Still, while it was a decent plan on paper, Deedee wouldn’t be able to tell the difference between brands of diapers with a gun to her head. Luckily, she had a resident expert standing right next to her.

Jason pulled Deedee over to the nearby wall, which was stacked with several rows of different diapers as if she were looking at the jean section of a clothing store. The sizes went in descending order, with the smallest on top and the largest on bottom.

Reaching towards a nearby stack of plain white diapers, Deedee didn’t plan on searching for too long. One diaper was just as good as the next, right? However, before she could get her hands on a pack, Jason stopped her, gently grabbing her hand. “What?!” she whisper-yelled, having no interest in playing games.

“Yeah, I can tell you are a diaper noob,” said Jason, getting a bit of satisfaction from his superior knowledge of ABDL, “Those are fine, but you said you wanted to put on a sexy show right?”

Deedee nodded her head, doing little to hide her annoyance. “That’s the idea. Sorry, are those diapers not sexy enough?” she scoffed, unable to admit her stab-in-the-dark approach probably wasn’t the best strategy.

Knowing he didn’t have much time before Deedee’s patience would run out, Jason quickly scanned the wall of diapers. This was definitely no time to be choosy, not that he needed to be. He knew exactly which diaper would be perfect for the occasion.

Taking a pack of twelve diapers off the shelf, Jason turned to Deedee with a toothy smile, “Deedee, allow me to introduce you to the Super Absorber XXX.”

TO BE CONTINUED…

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