Ch 7

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Emily POV:
I woke up on the couch, and checked the time. Sure enough, it was 3:30 AM. I pulled my pants down, and then my panties. I slid the diaper under my butt, and taped it on. I could see why Vanessa loved these, they're comfy. I need to poop, so I decided, why not, and started to push. Eventually, I felt the diaper getting heavier, and when I finished, I had to pee. I sat down, and enjoyed the feeling of the poop, squishing everywhere. I relaxed my bladder, and felt the diaper growing warmer, and I smiled. I found an old pacifer in the TV stand, and grabbed a napkin. I wiped the pacifer off, and I put it in my mouth. I found one of Vanessa's Onesies that she wore, but I knew that it wouldn't fit me. I then found a onesie meant for TBDLs and put it on. It fit perfectly, and I took a photo of me on my phone. I turned my phone off, and crawled around, In my dirty diaper. The diaper started to stink, so I took the onesie off, and slid the diaper off. I wiped my butt, and I slid a Luvs Paw Patrol diaper on, and relaxed. I put the onesie back on, and started looking through my Diary. I found a entry from a Month ago. "Dear Diary" it read, "I was drawing today at lunch, when those Bullies grabbed my drawing, and ripped it. Vanessa stood up for me, but the bullies lifted up her skirt revealing her diaper. Everyone knew, and TBDLs were more common, so people started to boo at the bullies. I'm glad to have Vanessa as my cousin,". 7th grade had been good so for, I thought.  Suddenly, I heard Vanessa say, "Emily, are you wearing a Diaper?"

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