DiapOut: Chapter 34

“Well, this is a clusterfuck,” said Jackson, pressing his thumb and forefinger to his temples, “Do we even have an angle to do a reliable photo finish with? Because if we don’t, this is going to suck to reshoot.”

Sitting in front of her multi-monitor display, Keelee watched closely at the different angles they had, trying to see who touched the ground first between Misa and Zeke. Meanwhile, the show had to keep rolling, meaning that she was forced to rely on her assistant to call the show for Cade’s turn while she was stuck sifting through footage. Making matters worse for her was Jackson, who wouldn’t stop pacing and ranting to her. “Okay, you’re gonna have to calm down dude. The show is running just fine. Worst case scenario, we’ll just say Misa won. We need the Wetters to make up those points anyway since Mia dumbly decided to take that water challenge on herself,” she said, hoping that the mostly smooth sailing round would put Jackson’s mind at ease.

“I know, right? There’s no way she makes it back to her turn. It’s like she doesn’t even want to win,” scoffed Jackson, finding a new target to let out his anxiety on, “And don’t even get me started on if Misa actually wants to win or not. I swear, Cassi picked these four just to make my life hell.”

Nodding passively as Jackson droned on, Keelee wanted nothing more than for Jackson to leave her alone to do her job. She wasn’t about to just say that outright, though. She instead pivoted the conversation, “Listen, why don’t you head back out onto the floor? I can wrap everything up here. Besides, they’re gonna need you after Cade’s punishment anyway.”

“Sounds good. It’s too fucking hot back here anyway,” said Jackson, remarking on the toasty conditions of their confined showrunner space, “Speaking of Cade’s punishment, did you know Cassi had me switch out the lisping jelly we put on his paci gag? The girl is such a control freak.”

Knowing why the jellies were switched, Keelee kept her mouth shut. It wasn’t like she wanted to steal edibles from Cade’s bag, melt them down, and then mix them in with the lisping jelly. She silently cursed Cassi in her head for convincing her to do it for the sake of the show, deciding mentally that the next time Cassi wants her dirty work done, she can do it herself.

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A Dummy for a Dummy.

Rubbing his hands together, Cade couldn’t help but feel excited that it was his turn. Sure, he’d landed on a punishment square but he had to admit that he was a tad jealous at all the fun-looking mini-games the other players got to participate in.

“Uh oh! Looks like we’ve got ourselves a Little who’s in desperate need of their paci! Nanny Iris!” shouted Cassi, snapping her fingers and summoning another Iris bot, who brought with them a large-bulbed pacifier covered in a thick, clear substance, “Perfect! One pacifier coated in CrissBaby Lisping Jelly. Thank you, Iris.” She took the binky from the Iris bot and walked up to Cade, grinning sweetly.

Smiling back at Cassi, Cade couldn’t help but be a tad smitten by her beauty. He puffed out his chest a little, shooting a coy look Cassi’s way. “So what? I have to suck a pacifier until my next turn or-MMMF!” he said, his words cut off by Cassi as she suddenly shoved the binky bulb in between his lips. He instantly began lapping up the jelly, surprised by how delightful the flavor is. It tasted familiar for some reason but he couldn’t put his finger on why.

“You’re going to suck on this binky until the end of the game, sweet cheeks, so get used to it,” said Cassi, booping her finger against the pacifier playfully, “Now, what do we say when someone gives you a present?”

With his eyes darting toward the floor and blush building in his cheeks, Cade bashfully responded, “Fankoos CassiWowle,” unable to tell if the lisping jelly has already started working or if it was just the pacifier causing him to sound garbled.

“Good boy,” said Cassi, patting Cade on the head before ushering him back to the set. She waited for him to reach the rest of his group before calling on the next contestant, “Okay, Ayaya! It’s your time to shine! We’re all on the edge of our seats to see how you follow up your jaw-dropping performance in Round Two!”

Playfully tossing the dice block up and down in her hand, if anyone wasn’t afraid to roll in this game, it was Cassi. Having the ability to veto any challenge or punishment she came across was just about the most unfair thing they could let her do. Not that she was complaining, though. She let the lone die fall to the floor, putting little effort into her toss as she stepped back, observing the middling three she had rolled with slight disappointment. That disappointment quickly petered off as she spotted a blue space three away from her current position, meaning that she’d lucked into a Play-It or Pass-It Challenge that she wouldn’t even have to veto to get out of.

Crossing over Baby Food Brook on a bridge made of diaper stuffers, Ayaya and her team exited The Soiled Swamp and entered the next territory of CassiLand, marked by a sign that read Baron Von Blushy’s Diaper Canyon. The area was filled with rows and rows of stacked diapers scattered all around, some of which were taller than the players. Coming to a stop on a blue space, Ayaya looked around, feigning a look of joyous wonderment for the audience. She counted to five in her head before deciding she’d taken in the scenery long enough to be believable. “Welp, I’d better not keep my host waiting,” she said with an overtly bubbly tone as she turned to make her way toward Cassi’s platform.

“Cut!” yelled Keelee, entering the set with her bullhorn pressed to her lips and causing everyone in the studio to fall silent. Jumping up onto Cassi’s platform, she wasted no time cutting to the chase, “After reviewing the footage, it appears Zeke’s foot touched the ground just before Misa’s knee did. Therefore, the 15 points are awarded to the Wetters. Misa, come over here and get your title belt. You’ll need to wear it for the rest of the Round.”

Misa, Ayaya, and Lelaya all jumped for joy after learning of Misa’s miraculous victory. The only one not bouncing up and down was Mia, whose waterlogged diaper kept her feet firmly planted. “I-I cans bewieve I dids it!” stuttered Misa, her heart fluttering as her praise shower continued. The group of friends surrounding her quickly pushed her in Keelee’s direction, excited to see her wearing such a large title belt on her short body.

“That’s nearly a 25-point lead! We’ve got this in the bag,” said Ayaya, patting Misa on the back for her big contribution, “I mean, at least as long as SOMEONE doesn’t end up costing us ten points.” All eyes fell on Mia, who instantly shrunk back thanks to Ayaya’s statement.

“Hey, now. Let’s keep those blamey fingers holstered, shall we?” said Lelaya, who was actively playing hard defense against any potential for infighting on her team. She wrapped an arm around Mia's shoulder, pulling her back toward the rest of the group before doing the same with Ayaya using her other arm, “See, we’re all one big, happy family.”

“Yo, big, happy family! Any chance you wanna send Ayaya over so we can continue the game?” shouted Keelee through her bullhorn, too exhausted after a long, long day to mask her annoyance. She finished tying Misa’s belt into place before sending the loopy girl back to her team.

Tossing Lelaya’s arm off of her, Ayaya strutted up to CassiRole, her footsteps echoing as she stepped confidently onto the raised platform to face off against her gracious host. Her eyes didn’t stay on Cassi for long though, her attention shifted to the audience as she posed toward them with her most flattering angle.

“Someone looks eager,” quipped Cassi, taking note of the far more energetic performance that Ayaya was putting on in comparison to the previous two rounds, “Does this mean you’re going to follow in Mia’s footsteps by electing to take on the Play-It or Pass-It Challenge yourself, or are you just feeling extra energized after the amount of relief you got from Round Two.” Her smile grew as she spotted the faintest amount of blush filling Ayaya’s cheeks.

Shifting in place, Ayaya was still uncertain how she personally felt about her big messing from Round Two but the one thing she was certain of was that she didn’t want to be made fun of for it, least of all by the likes of someone nearly as hot as she was. Pushing through her initial embarrassment, she flashed Cassi a defiant smile as she responded, “I’m mostly just honored to get to play in front of such an engaging audience. You all are really making this show something special for us,” Her statement earned a wealth of cooing from members of the seating gallery, something that caused Cassi’s performative smile to falter ever so slightly.

Not wanting to be one-upped in front of her own crowd, Cassi was quick to take advantage of the situation. “Well, no one has fans as enthusiastic as CassiRole fans, so I’d expect nothing less,” she said, bringing the audience firmly back to her corner as her statement garnered much applause, “You ready to find out what your challenge is?”

“Yessir!” said Ayaya, her voice mimicking Cassi’s trademark peppiness. Both she and Cassi continued to side-eye each other as the digital wheel spun on the big monitor before coming to a sudden halt.

Hop To It.

Much like every other challenge and punishment title, the title that appeared on-screen was needlessly cryptic. “Oooh! This’ll be certain to get your blood pumping! Iris Nanny! Your assistance is requested,” said Cassi, snapping her fingers yet again to summon an Iris bot, the one bringing with it a large, red rubber ball with a single handle attached to it, “I’m sure everyone is at least somewhat familiar with one of these. Your challenge is to bounce around on this red ball until your next turn to claim the ten-point prize that comes with it. Throughout this time, you cannot stop bouncing. Nor can you, at any point, stand up or fall off. So, Ayaya, the choice is yours. Play-It or Pass-It?

For Ayaya, this was no choice at all. She had no intention of looking ridiculous by bouncing around for the next eight turns. Not only that, but she now had the power to target Rupert, something her teammates had failed to do. However, she didn’t want to seem too intent on passing, knowing that she needed to appear as a good, little diaper lover if she wanted to keep her audience happy. “Hmmm…that’s tough because I do love to bounce…” she said, fighting through the cringiness of what she was saying, “...though, I think it would be wise not to put all the Play-It or Pass-It Challenges on our side, just in case the Messers get the chance to target us down the road. I’m going to pass my challenge to Rupert.”

Suddenly, all eyes fell on Rupert, who had been doing a solid job maintaining a low profile up to this point. While the emergency enema had calmed down his tummy considerably, along with helping him recover most of his mental faculties and fortitude, he was still incredibly fatigued. Not only that but thanks to his diet from Round 2 in combination with the enema, his butthole had practically turned into an open border, with fecal matter leaking into the seat of his pampers on a nearly constant basis. Staring down the air-filled, red ball in the distance, he could feel his butthole tighten, knowing that it was going to be a very long next eight turns.