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Babe Academy Chapter Thirty Five
🕑 Added 2022-05-12 16:13:21 +0000 UTCI'm still a bit under the weather, but I'm hoping to get caught up with a few things this week. Thanks for bearing with me.
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“NO!” Kim Murphy screamed, thrashing uselessly against her bonds as the beautiful Doctor Waxler laid our her evil plans for the bound and diapered woman. “PLEASE! YOU CAN’T DO THAT TO ME!” she howled frantically under the VR helmet. “Please, God, I-I’m sorry I lied to you! I’m sorry I tried to trick you! Please don’t do this to me!”
“I’m sorry, dear,” Dr. Waxler said, her smile announcing to the world that she actually wasn’t. “But I think you’ve proved to all of us that adulthood is, quite frankly, wasted on you. Don’t worry, honey-- I’m sure you’ll be much happier after we drain all those nasty adult thoughts from your pretty little head!”
“NO!” Kim cried one last time, her final action with her adult brain before Dr. Waxler hit the enter key and began the program that would wipe it clean once and for all.
As her whole world was consumed by light and soft sound, Kim Murphy unconsciously spread her legs and pissed into the diaper beneath her with a long, loud hiss, the thirsty padding soaking up the liquid greedily.
At the speed of light, Kim’s world exploded into a flashing kaleidoscope of colour and sound, instantly overwhelming her senses and dazzling her mind. She opened her mouth to gasp, but no sound came out as her senses were bedazzled by the swirling patterns of luminescence and the soft but incessant tinkling and humming that couldn’t quite be described as music filled her ears, the combination leaving her no place to escape to. At first, her muscles tensed and she thrashed at her straps, her body making one last instinctive attempt at escape before the light and sound invaded her fully. Gradually, she slackened, going limp on the bed. For the next hour, the only signs of life out of her were occasional squirming or shuddering and a coo or gasp every once in a while.
Dr. Waxler and Headmistress Hunter left to handle some minor administrative duties before they returned, leaving Nurse Ginger in charge. She watched Kim’s sighing and twitching form, tracing her eyes over her beautiful bare tits, enjoying the way the bulk of the pamper gave her an exaggerated hour-glass shape. She imagined what must be happening to her... and of course, what she would be like when she awoke. The prospect of having a playmate who had been regressed to such an extreme degree was intriguing to Ginger. Once again, she found herself in awe of the Doctor’s twisted genius and her inventive flare for sadism. Watching Kim twitch and sigh beneath the headset, Ginger resolved to be a good girl and stay on both The Doctor and The Headmistress’ good side.
Waxler and Hunter reappeared just a few minutes before the program ended, and The Doctor gently undid and removed the helmet and set it aside. Underneath, Kim was dozing lazily, her chest rising and falling softly in time with her breathing.
“Nurse... would you kindly remove her straps for me?” Waxler asked, reaching down to gently stroke Kim’s cheek and hair. The Headmistress took up a position on the other side, and when Kim’s eyes fluttered open, effectively for the first time, she was greeted by the sight of the two beautiful sadists looming over her, looking down with superior smirks. Kim looked between them, eyes wide and innocent, expression blank, without a glimmer of recognition.
“Well, who’s this little cutie?” Dr. Waxler enthused, reaching down to give Kim a little tickle under her chin, making the newborn Adult Baby chortle and squirm happily. Meanwhile, the Headmistress bent down, leaning in close to softly kiss her cheeks and nibble her ear. Weak and helpless, lacking even the most basic knowledge about how to use her body, Kim simply twitched and gurgled in delighted confusion. The pretty women were sexy, but intimidating, their features and laughs containing an undercurrent of cruelty she found simultaneously frightening and intriguing. The combination of feelings soon overwhelmed her and soon, she was pissing herself again.
“Awww... does she have a soggy bum?” The Doctor asked rhetorically, reaching down to prod and squeeze the pissy pamper up against Kim’s pussy. The dazed and confused Adult Baby groaned and spread her thighs approvingly, without any idea what was happening or where the sexy sensations were coming from.
“Better hold off on a diaper change for now, Doctor,” Nurse Ginger said, taking up a spot at the foot of the table. “Those laxatives we gave her at breakfast might not have run their course yet... we’re probably going to be dealing with another messy pamper before too long.”
As though on cue, moments after the nurse finished speaking, Kim’s bowels gurgled to life. Frowning, the cute Adult Baby made a small noise, confused about the sensations inside of her. She farted without warning, giggling when she felt her butt-cheeks rumble ticklishly inside her diaper. Without warning, her back passage opened to allow a powerful, flatulent surge of hot, muddy poo-poo to fill the seat of her diaper. Kim cooed and gurgled, confused, feeling the hot mess coat her buttocks. The sensation wasn’t entirely unpleasant, but the stink wasn’t to her liking, and she crinkled her nose and emitted a displeased whine.
“Oh my! We’ve got a little stinker here, don’t we?” Nurse Ginger teased, reaching out to tickle her belly lightly and make her squirm a bit. “Did you make a mess in you pants, honey?”
Kim responded by making a funny face as she instinctively pulled her knees up, spread her thighs, and pushed, softly grunting to herself as she hoped to bring relief to her aching bowels.
A massive, mushy fart was her reward, the last of her mess crackling and spattering noisily into her pampers, which bulged to contain the hot, mushy load.
With a sigh, Kim returned her feet to the table, looking up at the three women hovering above her and wondering what was so funny.
“Phew!” Ms. Hunter giggled, fanning her face. “She might be a cutie, but boy does she STINK!”
“You got a big ol’ mud pie in your pants, babykins?” Ginger said, reaching out to tickle her belly. Kim cooed and squirmed in response, the poopy load in her diaper squishing and mushing beneath her.
“Do you think it’s safe to change her now, Nurse?” Dr. Waxler asked quietly, gazing down at her new prize hungrily. She couldn’t wait to get her new toy alone to do a little analysis-- find out exactly how deep her regression went.
“Better give it a while longer, doctor,” Ginger said. “her tummy might still be a tad upset.”
As though replying to the statement, Kim grunted and passed gas noisily, making a series of gross, squishy, farty sounds in the messy diaper. The three beautiful women shared a chuckle.
“Time for a nap, then,” Dr. Waxler suggested.
“Wonderful idea, Doctor,” Ms. Hunter agreed. “Ginger, I’m placing you in charge of her for the moment. See that she’s... comfortable, won’t you?”
“With pleasure,” Ginger said gleefully, raking her sharp nails across her new charge’s bare tummy lightly, enjoying the way Big Baby Kim’s tits jiggled when she giggled and squirmed.
“Excellent. Meanwhile, I’ll start preparing her new records... Doctor, I trust you can whip up a medical report for me?”
“Indeed,” The Doctor purred, running her fingers through Kim’s long, silky hair, enjoying the bright yet empty expression on her face. She was certain this latest experiment would yield most... interesting results.
Minutes later, Nurse Ginger had Kim tightly wrapped in a thick blanket, swaddled like an actual newborn before she was tucked into a crib in the nurse’s office. She was almost asleep when cramps gripped her guts once again, and she noisily unloaded another gassy mess into her diaper... but the thick blanket kept the smell away from her sensitive little nose, so she didn’t mind. With her brain completely devoid of adult thoughts and concepts, she was reduced to the most basic level of thinking, making it easy for her to drift off into a deep sleep.
