Diaper U

Chapter 6

"Come...on..." Daniel grunted, tugging down at the hem of his plaid miniskirt.

The efforts got him nowhere. No matter how much he tried, there would always either be a very, very obvious waistband poking out the top, or a pillowy bulge that would reveal itself if he moved his legs even a little.

He'd put together a fix for it–a little adjusting spell that'd increase the length of the skirt by about six inches. An easy, straightforward spell.

The less said about how that went, the better. He hoped nobody would ask why he'd thrown away a diaper that was eight inches thick around the crotch, and was trying to forget the absurd pillowy feeling he'd been struck with.

He'd perfect the spell later and get his wardrobe fixed. For now, he had the opening ceremonies to attend, and no good way to hide the diaper he'd been sealed into. He'd just have to hope nobody stared at his butt and get it over with.

Gathering up everything he thought he might need–wand, catalysts, and most important of all, a notebook–he checked the time. The assembly had crept up on him, he only had fifteen minutes. As long as he walked quickly, he'd have time, but he'd have to stay on task and not get lost.

The prefect's lodging, away from the rest of the student dorms, was relatively empty when he left. Everyone else was out, busy with socializing and getting familiar with the university space. Meeting people. Preparing for classes. He'd been too preoccupied with failing to hide his diaper.

Pulling his bag close to his chest, Daniel shuffled down the hallway, trying not to take short steps. Long steps sent his skirt flapping and revealed his diaper, but short, even steps helped the fabric fall down a little straighter, providing a modicum of visible protection. The pronounced waddle in his step from the significant bulk was harder to hide, but as he walked, he got a little more used to it.

(I don't want to be used to it,) he thought.

Then again, he might not have a choice in that. It'd be nine months like this, minus Christmas break.

He paused as he came to an intersection. There was a direct path from the edge of the dorms to the Grand Hall, probably, but he wasn't certain which way to turn. He could navigate all the way back to the entry hall, the hub of the school where five great arches led to the school's five wings, but that would take way too long. He didn't want to be late.

"Hey!"

Daniel spun, instinctively yanking down on his skirt, hiding the seat of his diaper.

Another student stood behind him, dressed in a similar uniform, albeit one with a bit more modesty. Her hat was the most different, it was petite, with the point only sticking up six inches, and red ribbon curled around the brim–a style that narrowly stayed within uniform parameters while adding some splash to the outfit.

Daniel took a second to realize he recognized her–she'd lost the bandaid over her nose, and had on a pair of full moon glasses that drew attention to her blue eyes, but her face was otherwise pretty much the same.

"It's Daniel, right?" she asked, looking him up and down. "I heard about you–kind of hard not to, it took a second to realize you were the person next to me in the test, but then I was like, 'Oh hey, I know him! Kinda! I mean, we didn't really talk, but we interacted a bit. Thanks for the nose trick, by the way–did you really strip naked after you passed?"

"No!" Daniel reeled at the barrage of words he'd been assaulted with, struggling to answer the question. "I–Rachel, the prefect. She took my wand and, uh. Did that."