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Rose Wears Diapers (Patron Exclusive!)
🕑 Added 2022-09-26 19:02:10 +0000 UTCAs per the popular vote I did last month, here's a short story sequel to, 'The College Bully', which can be read here!
Rose Wears Diapers
âThe fastest growing organism in the world is a rumor.â
Roseâs mother had always repeated that particular thought-terminating cliche any time Rose tried to talk about what was going on at school. Sheâd always hated the phrase, because it never seemed to be about rumorsâshe was just repeating what sheâd heard from friends about what the other kids at school might have been doing.
Okay, maybe it was rumors, but it wasnât like Roseâs mom had been about to go spreading them.
Regardless, sheâd never found herself on the short end of the rumor stick, not until she got into her third year of college, not until that stupid girl had torpedoed her social standing.
One glance. One photo had been taken, of her holding a puffy, baby-print diaper that had clearly been made for an adult. It didnât matter that Rose didnât own the diaper, it didnât matter that sheâd only been holding it because some other girl gave it to her in the hall and she didnât know what to do with it, it didnât matter that sheâd never so much as had an accident since she was five, she had a nickname now. âDiaper girlâ.
Someone had done the googling to find the diaperâs print pattern, discovered that it came from a website for something called âAdult babiesâ. That had to be what Penny was, but even though Penny had openly admitted to Rose that she wore diapers for fun, it was Rose whoâd been branded Diaper Girl.
And like her mother had warned, the rumor only grew.
First, it was reasonably close to the truth, and Rose had hoped it might peter out before too long. But then, âI saw Rose holding a diaperâ turned into âRose wears diapersâ, and âRose doesnât use the toilet anymoreâ and âI saw Rose poop her pants at a partyâ.
Maybe it was a side effect of, for lack of a better word, her demeanor. Rose wasnât exactly the kind of person to have everyone fawning to be her friend, but sheâd always been respected. Nobody wanted to get on her bad side, nobody wanted to cross her, nobody wanted to so much as get in her way walking down the hallâŠuntil they saw the chip in her armor.
Now, the girls that had previously stood to the side when she walked down the dorm hall giggled and pinched their noses as she walked past. They made her walk around them. Her intimidation of her floor had vanished, replaced with sneers and teasing behind her back.
It was all so juvenileâkiddie level jokes and teasing that Rose thought was out of place on a college campusâbut then again, sheâd never treated her peers particularly well. Maybe they were just looking to get revenge on her level.
But the rumor only continued to grow.
Girls outside her floorâand guys, tooâdidnât tease her as openly, but they all knew. At parties, sheâd walk by a group of frat dudes and hear one of them quip about âThe diaper girlâ. They all told the same jokes, and they all laughed as though it were the most original thing theyâd ever heard.
No attempt to reassert her old status worked. Someone drew a stick figure of her in a diaper, with big stink lines, right on her dorm room door. Someone elseâor maybe the same person, she couldnât be sureâposted fliers thatâd been photoshopped, showing Rose dancing half-naked in a diaper at a local party. The photoshop job sucked, and the faculty took down all the posters they saw, but the damage had been done.
And then someone drugged her food.
She didnât know with what, exactly, but one day after sheâd left her burger unattended to refill her drink, she came back, finished it, and then a few hours later felt the sort of gastrointestinal distress that couldnât come naturally. Horrifying desperation in her guts, all while she was in the middle of class.
And Rose didnât put it together in time. She thought it was just a weird cramp, that she could hold it, and by the time she knew she couldnât, there was no time to get out of class and get to a toilet.
She ran, a desperate flight down the classroom aisle to the door, but the laxatives sheâd been drugged with won out. Her pale blue denim jeans were stained a dark brownish navy as her bowels emptied themselves into her panties in full view of the whole class. Mortified, there was nothing she could do except feel the warm, sludgy muck trail down her pants and wince in humiliation when she heard an artificial sound effect of a camera shutter.
And naturally, that only fed the rumors further.
Everyone knew. Everyone. Even those not actively taking part in the teasing, the bullying, still giggled when she walked past. She had to start watching her food carefully to avoid a second round of laxative poisoning. When she used the shower in the common bathroom, someone reached over the shower door, swiping her bathrobe and towel from off the hook. When she stormed out to confront them, naked, she found the bathroom was empty, her robe was gone, and a diaper with âFor Baby Roseâ written on it in sharpie sat on the counter.
She refused to participate, storming back to her room naked rather than wearing it. She wouldnât give in.
The RA was no help. When Rose went to her for help, the RA just made an announcement asking everyone to stop teasing Rose about wearing diapersâphrased in such a way that it could be claimed as innocent, even if her intent was obvious. âJust donât tease her where I can see, and youâll be fineâ.
When someone swiped homework sheâd spent all day on at the library and replaced it with a coloring page for learning numbers, she couldnât take it anymore. It was just too much. Desperate, unable to turn anywhere else, she finally tracked down the girl whoâd started it all. Penny.
âWhat the fuck is your deal?â she demanded, throwing open the door to Pennyâs room.
Penny removed her headphones, glancing up at Rose. She wasâfucking hellâwearing a tank top and a diaper, just out in the open at her desk. Sure, her roommate was away for the moment, but still. âIâm sorry, what was that?â
âWhat did you do?â Rose threw at her. âHowâeveryone is treating me like shit, and itâs all your fault.â
âI didnât do anything,â Penny said, âExcept give you a diaper, since it seemed like you wanted one. Donât blame me for the consequences of your own actions.â
âMy own actions?â Rose spluttered. âI didnât do anything!â
âShut the door,â Penny advised, getting to her feet. Her diaper sagged a little, and Rose realized it was wet.
She actually uses them!
Rose shut the door. âHow come nobody teases you? You actually wear diapers!â
âWell thatâs why,â Penny said. âIâm not exactly trying to hide it. Sure, I get a comment here or there, but it is what it isâI donât care, so why should they?â Walking over to her closet, she opened it up.
âBut I donât wear diapers,â Rose fumed. âItâs just made up crap!â
âYeah, you arenât cool enough to wear diapers,â Penny replied, âBut you get real mad when people joke about it and, sorry if this is a newsflash for you, but nobody really likes you. Youâre kind of a renowned jerk.â
âSo they get to bully me because Iâm unpopular?â Rose said. âThatâsâwhat are you doing?â
Penny crouched, opening up a plastic pack of diapers and taking one out. âThey donât bully you because youâre unpopular, they do it because youâve got a track record of being an asshole. I donât really like it, but Iâm also not going to act shocked. And if you want to stop the rumors, youâre going to have to put up or shut up. Show them you donât care.â
She stepped up, extending the diaper out to Rose. Offering it.
âWhat, you want me to wear it?â she asked.
âYeah. Youâll get teased at first, probably. Maybe for a while. But itâll stop, once they see that you genuinely donât careâand I can guarantee it wonât stop if you keep doing what youâre doing,â Penny explained. She still had the diaper extended, not demanding that Rose accept it, but at least offering.
âScrew you,â Rose said. âYouâre just trying to get everyone to make fun of me even more.â
âYou donât have to take it,â Penny said, âBut you came to me for advice. This is my advice. Wear itâyou donât even have to use it. Nobody cares that I do. Theyâll stop caring when you do, too.â
Rose slapped the diaper out of Pennyâs hands, wheeled on her heels, and stormed out, slamming the door behind her. A pair of blonde girls, heading out to cheer practice by the looks of them, saw her, pinched their noses, and waved their hands in the air as they passed. When Rose turned beet red and spluttered for an insult that wouldnât come, they burst into giggles.
Unsure what else to do, Rose went back to her room.
A couple more days passed. Things got no better. She didnât feel safe outside of her bedroom, even going to class or taking a shower.
Maybe Penny was right, but Iâm not going to tell her.
She didnât need a diaper from Penny. She already had oneâthe one sheâd been given before this all started, when she first tried picking on Penny in the hallway. Sheâd stashed it in her closet because she didnât know where to throw it away, and then because she just didnât know what to do with it.
Now, she turned it over in her hands, inspecting the rustling plastic material.
Penny was just lying, right? Trying to make me do something stupid?
ButâŠ
She hasnât teased me. At all. Sheâs not part of it, is she?
Why would she lie?
Slipping off her skirt, Rose unfolded the diaper. She initially wrapped it around herself backwards, had to flip it over. The tapes were sort of velcro-ey, so she was able to restick them a few times to get it comfortable.
It feltâŠfine. She felt no particular rush at wearing it, and it was a bit hot, but it didnât suddenly devour her with embarrassment either. She pulled her skirt back upâsheâd chosen a short one. One that wouldnât totally hide what she was wearing, especially not when the waist was pulled down a little so that the top band of the diaper poked out the top, and particularly not when sheâd chosen a crop top to go with it.
She inspected herself in the mirror. Sure enough, her diaper poked out both the top and bottom of the skirt. There was no modesty here, just a babyish, crinkly bit of padding that sheâd been insisting for a month and a half that she didnât wear.
Everyone would see.
Rose prayed to nobody in particular that Penny hadnât been lying about this.
Shouldering her purse, she got to her feet, pushed open the door, and walked out with her head high.
