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Chapter 19 The D in Dva stands for Diapers!

D.va, there's an enemy right behind you!" Hearing the warning from one of her allies, the Korean streamer turned around with a cocky smirk, quickly firing at the meager foot soldiers before returning to the given task at hand. Normally missions were something she would be cautious of, but these guys were, in her own words, "complete and utter scrubs" that she hardly paid any attention to. In fact she was pretty sure that she could take all of them out herself, though given that she controlled a pink mech that could knock down opponents in mere seconds, it really was not fair to blame her enemies for not being able to stand up.

It was a simple mission, really. Go in and stop a hostile takeover of a foreign capital building for reasons unknown. Not much to worry about there considering that there were no real bigshots there. Reaper, Widowmaker, Sombra, and many others must not have seen this situation as worth it, since not a single one was present. With all of this done, this mission should have been a breeze...should have been. However, a pressing feeling within the girl's bladder as she walked her mech through the battleground made her remember that things were never quite so easy.

Needing to pee within the middle of a match was a common occurrence for D.va, certainly understandable considering the sheer amount of empty soda bottles that ended up littering the floor of her mech by the time a mission was done. This, understandably, led to far more laundry than she would ever wish to admit, though the gamer eventually had a suitable solution forced onto her after the first few times. Feeling herself need to urinate, she reached back to feel a bit of padding underneath her skin tight suit, and silently thought to herself about what she was about to do while grinning.

'Diapers are certainly not something I ever thought I was going to try...' D.va thought as she ran her hand over the subtle, bulky bulge underneath her suit. 'But it's definitely useful when I need to pee. Mercy made the right choice when deciding to put me in these things. Now...time to let loose!' Right in the middle of firing at a wall to break it down, the Korean relaxed herself, and a hissing sound signaled her impending 'accident'. Beginning to release, a warm and soggy sensatation started to spread across her crotch and rear end as she sat in the mech. A soft moan escaped from her as she hit her lip, her diaper starting to grow wet and heavy from all that she held within her. Immediately one hand detached itself from her steering device and moved towards the front of her suit, beginning to gently rub it and poke at the soggy padding.

Though D.va had experienced this sensation a few times before now, she had never quite gotten a chance to truly...experiment with all of this, so to speak. After all, she was still a young woman, and still so open to new experiences that could change her point of view. Though far from what one would normally call sexually promiscuous, D.va still had desires to fulfill, and when they showed themselves in full, she could hardly contain herself. Right as she was about to begin really digging into the squishy diaper, however, she was pulled out of it by a sudden calling from somewhere else...

Beverages were far from the only thing that D.va consumed while in her mech, as evidenced by the crumbs and wrappers that she sometimes left behind. As a result of this, she found a feeling within her gut that told her it was time to relieve herself. This, of course, presented a dilemma to D.va. For as many times as she had actually wet herself, the gamer girl never actually messed herself, mostly out of never needing to do so. "Looks like I'll have to deal with holding this the rest of the mission..." She muttered to herself as she kept up her work, but as her stomach made a loud rumbling again, she began to have second thoughts on the matter.

If she's wearing a diaper, why not use it all the way? Diapers were never just meant for wetting, were they? Sure, Mercy never intended for her to soil these garments when she thrust them upon her friend, but that hardly meant anything now. Finding herself in a bit of calm among the storm that was the battlefield, D.va made note that she would likely never have a better time to go than right now if she really wanted to go through with this. A slight smirk seemed to work its way over her face as she lifted her ass up and off the seat a few inches, knowing that she was about to have some fun. Dirty, stinking fun, but fun nonetheless. Luckily this happened to be a mission she wasn't streaming, mostly due to the fact that she saw it as far too boring for anyone to watch. While what she was about to do certainly wouldn't be boring, D.va also didn't really want anyone to see what was about to go down