DiapOut: Chapter 21

“Alright, Diaper Lovers! Huddle up!” shouted Kyoko, gathering her team into a small circle as they waited in the green room for Round Three to kick off, “It was a valiant effort and we held onto our lead because of it but we can’t get complacent. Since there’s usually a pile of points for the winning team, the next round should determine the winner, so there’ll be no wiggle room for error.” 

Nodding along, the three other members of the WET Diaper Lovers Club were operating in perfect sync thanks to their heightened comradery during the sound round. “Tell us what we need to do,” said Zeke, winking at Kyoko in solidarity. If there was anyone he could place his trust in, it was Kyoko. In his eyes, so long as she was leading the charge, their team had one hell of a fighting chance. 

“Thank you, Zeke,” said Kyoko, returning his wink in kind, “Okay, here’s the plan-” 

Before Kyoko could launch into her plot for a pathway to victory, the sound of Keelee entering through the heavy green room door cut her off. “Kyoko Fu…Fuji…wa…Just get over here, Kyoko,” said Keelee, gesturing for Kyoko to join her at the door. 

Looking back at her crew, Kyoko wasn’t exactly thrilled to be pulled away at such a pivotal moment. Thankfully, Cade was there to give her the green light, “Go ahead. We’ll be right here when you get back. I’m sure Zeke can keep Rupert and me from burning the whole place down.” 

“What am I, your dad now?” responded Zeke as he playfully elbowed Cade in the side, “He’s right, though, Kyoko. We’ve got plenty of time. Besides, what’s the point of having a VP if I can’t hold down the fort in your absence.” 

Blushing slightly, Kyoko couldn’t be happier to have her boys at her side. While they could be a bit frustrating to manage at the worst of times, they were some of the best friends she’d ever had. Without them, she never would’ve had the courage to form their club in the first place, let alone stand up to the school board, and bring them all the way to Hollywood to be in a game show together. “Thanks, guys, you’re the best friends a stinky bab like me could ever wish for,” she said, spreading her arms out wide and bringing everyone in for a group hug. 

“Ahem! We’re on a tight schedule, Kyoko,” said Keelee, having no time to care about the love fest going on between Kyoko and her teammates. 

Breaking from the group hug, Kyoko waved goodbye as she rushed over to Keelee who promptly ushered her through the door. Moving through the dim corridor at Keelee’s side, she couldn’t help but feel her heart rate start to pick up a bit. She was too much of an anxious mess to ever act on anything but girls like Keelee were definitely her type. Nothing was hotter to her than a confident, slightly tomboyish girl and Keelee fit that bill to a T. “So…uh…you work here for long?” she said nervously, her forehead sweating thanks to the awkward silence that followed, “Oh…it’s Fujiwara, by the way…you were pretty close, though…” 

“Good to know,” said Keelee, still too peeved by her conversation with Ayaya to bother small talking with a guest. It wasn’t that she had anything against Kyoko, specifically. She just didn’t want to be around anyone right now. Mercifully, it was a short trip to their destination, “She’s waiting for you inside. You can head back to the green room when you’re done.” 

If Kyoko’s heart was racing before, it was practically thumping at light speed as stared blankly at the dressing room door with the words, CassiRole, on it. “W-What…um…why does she…” she began to ask, only to watch her only source of answers in Keelee briskly walk down the hall toward the sound stage. 

What could someone as famous as Cassi want to see her for? It wasn’t like she’d even done anything overtly impressive during the games. Taking a few deep, calming breaths, she put on her best game face. Celebrities were just like normal people, right? Plus, she’d been standing only a few feet from Cassi anytime they were filming. What was there to fret over? 

Pushing all of her panicked thoughts to the side, Kyoko entered the dressing room, finding it completely dark except for the bright bulbs that surrounded Cassi’s vanity mirror. Contained within the isolated, glowing beams was Cassi’s shadowy figure; the light obscuring the specifics of her body. “Um…hello? Y-You asked to see me?” she stuttered, fighting through a lump in her throat.  

“Oh, dear! Have you never heard of knocking?” said Cassi in a half-joking tone. She lowered herself behind the chair stationed in front of the vanity, pretending to be unaware that the mirror ensured that her nude body was kept on full display. Unlike Zeke, who had managed to dodge every seduction trick she had, Kyoko had run right into her trap, entering the dressing room without knocking so that Cassi could fake being startled in a state of undress. 

Falling for Cassi’s ploy hook, line, and sinker, Kyoko’s eyes went as wide as dinner plates, believing she had rudely intruded upon someone’s privacy. She averted her gaze, inching her way back through the door, “Oh my Goddess! I’m so, so sorry. I’ll get out of your hair.” 

“Wait!” said Cassi, stopping Kyoko just as she was about to shut the door, “Look, it’s fine. I wanted to see you anyway. Just grab me my robe so I can cover up.” 

Not wanting to leave the door ajar more than she had to, Kyoko slid back into the dressing room and shut the door soundly behind her. “Right…your robe,” she said under her breath, tiptoeing toward the changing rack where a silk robe was dangling off of a hanger. She snatched the smooth, thin fabric off of the rack and carried it over to Cassi, keeping her eyes locked on the ceiling the whole time. 

“Thank you, cutie,” said Cassi, plucking the robe from Kyoko’s hand so that the silky texture danced across her fingertips as she pulled it away. Sneaking a peek back at Kyoko’s face, she was pleased to see that it was as red as a cherry, “I was watching you out there today. You’re one heck of a Messer, pun intended. If only you had a better team surrounding you, you might’ve led quite the comeback. 

Smiling at the compliment, Kyoko felt a bit guilty accepting praise while her friends were simultaneously put down. Unfortunately, given who she was talking to, she was far too starstruck to argue against anything Cassi was saying. “Th-thank you, CassiRole,” she stuttered. 

“Oh, please! No need to be so formal! You can just call me Cassi if you’d like,” said Cassi as she wrapped the robe’s drawstring around her waist. Keeping an eye on Kyoko the whole time, she was thrilled to see that she was just as nervous as Zeke had been. However, while Kyoko’s anxiety could make her easier to manipulate, she also ran the risk of scaring her off in the same way Zeke was if she pushed too hard and fast. Placing a gentle hand on Kyoko’s arm, she allowed her expression to soften, “Really, I know you're talking to ABDL royalty here but I’m just a normal person. Honestly, it can be pretty difficult to meet and get to know new people now.” She lowered her head, waiting for the inevitable, sympathetic response. 

“Oh gosh! I’m sorry, I don’t mean to act so jittery. It just…you’re you, ya know. I’ve, like, literally had a crush on you since I first found your channel,” blurted out Kyoko, realizing what she was confessing to just a hair too late. She covered her mouth, the rosiness in her cheeks growing more prominent, “I-I didn’t mean to…imply that…oh geez, sorry if that was weird. I was just…” 

All of a sudden, Kyoko found herself no longer able to continue her sentence as Cassi placed a second hand on her opposite arm and proceeded to step toward her. “A crush, huh? How funny…because I’ve been eyeing you from across the set myself,” she said, backing Kyoko up until her heels were pushed up against Cassi’s chaise lounge chair, “That’s another hard part about fame. It can be really difficult getting close to new people who aren’t just in it for the spotlight. Tell me, do you just see me as a spotlight too?” She punctuated the end of her sentence with the most sincere pair of bedroom eyes she could muster as she allowed her robe to slide off one of her shoulders. 

Falling back onto the princess lounger, Kyoko could feel the inside of her diaper heating up as her kitten became moist and puffy. “N-no, I don’t think of you as a spotlight,” she said, looking down at her pampered-up lap in hopes of easing her sex-crazed mental state. Being stuck in a diaper lover club with only guys, her opportunity to find other cute girls with a similar interest in padded playtime was extremely limited. She’d had a handful of sexual interactions since arriving at college but had found no luck in scoring a girl who was willing to engage with her ABDL side, leading to short-lived one-night stands of vanilla fucking. Now, with Cassi making very blatant advances toward her, there was no way she could refuse such a tantalizing offer. 

Sensing the submissiveness in Kyoko’s gaze, Cassi lowered herself onto the chaise lounge next to Kyoko, placing a firm hand on her upper thigh in the process. “That’s great to hear, baby,” she said, whispering sweet nothings into Kyoko’s ear and watching hungrily as a chill traveled throughout her pray’s body, “But if it’s all the same to you, I’d be happy to give you the VIP treatment if you know what I mean.” She slowly slid her hand up Kyoko’s thigh until it was nuzzled up next to her diaper, making her intentions crystal clear. 

Gulping hard, Kyoko was at a loss for words. Never in a million years did she think signing up for an ABDL game show would lead her. She meekly nodded, allowing Cassi to lean her back on the long, plush chair. In the back of her mind, she had to amend a previous thought. Ultra-fem girls like Cassi were, indeed, her type as well. 

TO BE CONTINUED…