<b>DONG! DONG! DONG!</b>

The church bell signaled that it was 3 PM in the quaint suburban neighborhood of Fouler Hill. Cars rolled along steadily in the streets, a dog or two here and there poking their heads out of the windows. An old couple crossed the street where a school bus stopped to release some children, who raced each other excitedly back to their houses. Just a few hundred feet away, Holly and her friends were sitting at a picnic table across the street from the convenience store, snacking on chips and slurping drinks while they shared the latest gossip.

“I heard Wendy and James just broke up again.”

“Isn’t that like, the third time this week? What’s their deal, anyway?”

“I dunno. I don’t even get why she’s with that dweeb.”

“Hey, that’s not nice. He’s sweet. Now Jared, <i>that</i> guy is a creep.”

“What is it with guys named Jared, anyway? Are they all just doomed to be disgusting perverts?”

“Have you seen Dylan lately, though? He’s getting sorta hunky.”

“Ewww! Dylan? That dude from high school who smelled like a garbage truck?!”

“Yeah, that guy smelled so gross! And everything he touched smelled like it too.”

“Probably the <i>worst</i> thing I’ve ever smelled.”

Some of the girls nodded their heads in agreement. One of them, however, spoke up.

“Oh girl, you don’t even know the <i>meaning</i> of the word ‘stink’. My brother left his sweaty socks in my room once and I actually almost threw up when I found them.”

“Oh, you think that’s bad?” another one said. “Try being a nursing student. We have to change diapers and wipe asses on a daily basis. It’s disgusting!”

“Yeah?” piped in another girl. “Well one time I was camping and got sprayed by a skunk. I had to soak myself in tomato juice for weeks before it came out completely.”

“Oh, you wanna talk about bad smells?” Holly said. She brushed back a few strands of long brunette hair, letting it fall behind her shoulders with her ponytail. She let her ever-so-slightly chubby arms rest on the table, palms down as she leaned forward. Due to her taller stature, this brought her to eye level with the rest of the group  “I was changing my little sister’s diaper once and she had like 5 tacos and Chinese food the night before. It was so disgusting I actually had to get a medical mask.” The other girls grimaced from disgust.

The newest girl in the group raised an eyebrow. “Wait… Tacos and Chinese food? Why is she eating that if she’s still in diapers?”

“Sissy!”

The group looked toward the voice that just yelled. As if on cue, a shorter girl waved at them from across the street. Holly put her hand on her head. “Oh, God…”

The girl stopped waving and reached for her jeans, which she promptly unbuttoned and unzipped. They fell to the ground, revealing the puffy white plastic that encircled her waist. She held the pants above her head and waved them around as she giggled.

“RACHEL!” Holly yelled. “Oh, for the love of…”

“Ah, so uh…” The new girl raised her eyebrows. “So that’s…?”

The girls watched Rachel waddle across the street toward them. Her shoulder-length, strawberry blonde hair bobbed up and down with each excited step, perfectly in sync with her B cup breasts beneath her white T-shirt. The crinkling diaper between her legs grew more audible as she got closer.

“Yeah, uh, that’s Rachel. She’s my little sister.”

“You got the ‘little’ part right,” one of her friends joked. The other girls giggled, and Holly couldn’t help but crack a smile. Rachel also found the joke amusing and laughed along with them. She held out her jeans to Holly, giving her an expectant look.

“No, I’m not taking your jeans. Put them back on you goofball.” Rachel simply shrugged and dropped them on the ground. “No, pick those up and- Hey!” Holly cut herself off when she saw her sister squat down, her diapered bottom now a few inches away from the ground. “Uh uh! Not here!”

The other girls raised their eyebrows as the looked on. “Oh god, is she really about to do that?” the newest girl asked.

“Ahh…”

The girls heard a hiss, and as they watched the thick diaper grow even thicker with Rachel’s pee. It swelled downward, gently teasing the blades of grass beneath her.

“Oh, thank God,” Holly said, putting a hand on her chest. “I thought for sure she was gonna-”

Just then, the girls heard a loud rumble emanating from the petite girl. Her face, which was relaxed before, now scrunched up in concentration.

“Rachel,” Holly said, “please tell me you’re just really hungry.”

“Hnnggg…”

The group of girls quickly got their answer. A long, loud fart sounded from Rachel’s behind, followed by several more smaller, quieter toots. It took only seconds for the smell to reach the girls. “Oh God, that’s awful,” one of them commented. The rest nodded their heads, and they began fanning the air and turning their faces away from the source of the stench. But unfortunately for them, that was only the beginning.

In the next few moments the toots quieted to a crackle. Just as the hissing sound stopped, the girls who were still watching witnessed Rachel’s diaper tent out toward the ground as a long turd protruded from her butt. It squished against the inner surface of the diaper, compacting into a small mound that grew bigger as the girl pushed and strained.

“Ewww!” one of them shrieked. “She’s actually pooping in her diaper!”

“That’s soo gross,” another pointed out.

“Come on guys,” Rachel pleaded. “Most of you have seen her do this before. It’s not that ba-” As she was finishing her sentence, a strong odor hit Holly’s nose like a freight train. “UGH! Oh, Jesus!” She instinctively covered her nose with both hands as she turned away from the smell. The other girls quickly followed suit, gagging and blocking their nostrils as the pungent stench encircled them.

“I’ve smelled some nasty stuff,” one of them commented, tears forming in her eyes. “But that takes the cake for sure!”

Seemingly ignorant of their disdain, Rachel did not let up. She kept pushing as a seemingly endless flow of poop expelled from her rear end. Gravity forced the padding downward farther, flattening the grass beneath her. It got closer and closer, until at last her mound of mess had caused the diaper to reach the ground. But she wasn’t finished yet; not even close. She gave another mighty push so that the mess, now softer in consistency, went forward and backward through her padding, covering her ass and crotch in a thick layer of the gunky sludge. It continued creeping along its plastic confines, adding more and more to the filth that had already piled ridiculously inside. She gave one final push, and the last of the soft sewage settled atop the rest.

“Gwahh…” The small girl sighed in relief. “Heehee!” She stood up, allowing the brown-tinged garment to squish between her legs, forcing some of the smelly innards to be shuffled around. The diaper expanded to a seemingly miraculous proportion of its original size: it now puffed forward and backward with her mess, and sagged down a bit past the halfway point of her thighs. She looked down and grinned, patting the diaper proudly as she giggled with glee.

Meanwhile, the girls who stood only a few feet away were still reacting heavily to the stench. One was on all fours gagging heavily while another furiously fanned the air. Two of the girls grabbed their noses and backed away, unable to take their teary eyes off the sight of Rachel’s bloated butt. The new girl’s face had turned an alarming shade of green. Holly’s face, however, was very red.

“RACHEL!” she screamed, her voice nasally from pinching her nose. “You couldn’t have done that literally anywhere else?!”

Rachel simply smiled in response, appearing proud of her work. She toddled over toward Holly.

“Wait, what are you-”

Without warning, Rachel brought her bottom squishing down onto Holly’s lap.

**SMRRRRRRSH**

The diaper unleashed a vile squishing noise as Rachel’s bottom touched down. The mess bubbled and churned as it was compressed between Rachel’s butt and her older sister’s lap. The light-brown padding morphed and stretched forward toward Rachel’s knees and backwards into Holly’s lower abdomen, where the backmost end flattened slightly as it found resistance. Holly was wearing a particularly short skirt that day, so she felt the warmth of the Rachel’s diaper directly on her bare legs. In addition to the warmth, the sudden movement caused a fresh wave of stink to puff out of the diaper, which assaulted the girls’ airways with a renewed sting.

“OH GOD!”

“YEUUGH!”

“Unnnngh…”

Though disgusted with the smell, Holly was more furious than anything. “HEY! What do you think you’re doing?! You’re gonna get it everywhere!”

The girls who were still sitting now stood up and began backing away from the sisters, no longer able to bear the odor. “Uh, sorry Holly, but that’s a little much for us. We’ll catch up with you later, okay?”

“No, wait-” Holly held up her hand in protest, but she knew they were right. The smaller girl was a walking stink bomb. Even under normal circumstances, nobody would want to be around that. However, this stench was on a whole other level. She lowered her hand again and looked down, the girl smiling back at her with an innocent look.

“Geez, that reeks!” Holly waved at the smell, but her attempts to get a fresh breath of air were futile. “Just what did you eat yesterday, girl?”

“Heehee!” Rachel closed her eyes and flashed her teeth in a goofy grin.

A moment later, the two heard another loud rumble emanating from Rachel’s abdomen. “Ah…” Rachel winced in apparent discomfort and rocked forward on her sister’s lap ever so slightly.

<i>There’s no way…</i> Holly thought. <i>It has to just be a fart, right?</i>

But Rachel’s fear was confirmed as she felt a distinct movement on her thighs. The girl strained once again, somehow producing another bowel movement. The new mush practically poured out of the girl, spreading in all directions and mixing in with the contents that were already present, further expanding the diaper. As she pushed, the runny mudslide forced the diaper farther out toward Rachel’s knees. The mess beneath her butt condensed and pressed downward between the small crevice of Holly’s thighs, filling the space like an amorphous blob. The back of her diaper now began to mold against Holly’s abdomen, causing more of the surface area to make contact as it spread out.

“Are you KIDDING ME?! How in the hell are you even- OH, CHRIST.” Despite having always been the usual person to deal with Rachel’s diapers, the smell was nearly too much for even Holly to handle. She used both hands to cover her nose and mouth, her eyes tearing up from the sting of the odor. As she turned her head away, she could swear some of the flowers looked droopier and more dried out than they were before.

“Hnggg…”

Rachel continued her onslaught, shoving mound after mound of the toxic-smelling sludge into her protective padding. She kept pushing until the diaper seemed nearly half the weight and size of herself, now covering nearly the entirety of Holly’s legs and making its way around her belly. At last, Holly felt the stream begin to slow down, until it ended with a deep, bubbly fart.

“Ahh… Hahhh…”

Rachel now appeared to be more diaper than girl. The once-white padding stained a darker brown than before, and it had blown out well beyond its intended limit. The mess had more than doubled its size, and it now stretched down just below the girl’s knees. It had also morphed around her sister’s belly, engulfing the sides of her abdomen and grazing her C-cup breasts.

Even through the smell, Holly couldn’t help but be astounded. “What… what even is this?? You’ve made some big messes before, but this is something else entirely!”

“Yep! Haha!” The girl smiled again, seemingly immune to her own fumes.

“We gotta get you changed, like, right now. Come on, get up.” Holly ushered the girl off of her legs, pressing her hands gently into the monstrous pile of filth. She left hand prints as Rachel came to her feet, letting the diaper flop down between the girl’s legs. Standing up, the mound of mess sagged halfway down the girl’s legs. It wobbled back and forth, much to her delight.

“Teehee!” Rachel giggled as she moved her hips back and forth, letting the heavy mess swing forward and backward like an oversized pendulum.

Holly sat for a minute to fully appreciate what her sister had just produced. <i>How is this even possible?</i> she thought. <i>The mess is practically bigger than she is!</i> Shrugging it off for the moment, she looked at her sister’s face. “Come on, quit goofing around and let’s go,” she said. She began walking toward the street when she heard her sister struggling behind her.

“Unf… Nnff…” Rachel seemed unable to bear the weight of her own making, and after only three steps she leaned over, hands resting on her legs as she panted.

“Oh, don’t be a drama queen,” Holly said. But when she swiveled her head to look back, it was obvious why Rachel was struggling so much. The load she was lugging had to be close to the girl’s own bodyweight. <i>Which makes me question how in the hell she was walking when all of that was inside of her…</i> Holly rolled her eyes and backtracked toward her sister. “Alright, come here stinker.”

“Yay!”

Rachel held up her arms as Holly put her hands under the girl’s armpits. As she started to lift her off the ground, she found herself struggling much more than she had thought she would. “Jesus- Christ-” she grunted, pushing her feet against the ground. After two attempts, she finally managed to put the girl’s abdomen across her left shoulder. This brought Rachel’s butt to her own eye level, forcing her nose to nearly be in direct contact with the girl’s diaper. <i>Geez, the smell is even worse when it’s this close…</i> she thought. The padding pressed against her body, and she could feel the warmth even through her skirt. It sagged down considerably, nearly reaching Holly’s crotch, while Rachel’s feet dangled just to the top of her thighs. <i>Ugh… Good thing home is only a couple minutes from here.</i>

Holly took one trudging step after another, and as they moved, neighbors looked over in awe at the sight of them. Rachel glanced around nervously. <i>I mean, most of them already know Rachel well enough,</i> she thought, <i> but even they must be shocked at how huge of a mess she’s made.</i> Each person’s amazement, however, quickly turned to a sickened expression as they inhaled the horrific fumes. Even denizens who were on the other side of the street were forced to turn their heads or cover their faces as the odor penetrated their nostrils. Holly swiveled her head back and forth as they ran off, noticing once more that the plants around them didn’t seem as green as they had been just a moment ago. All the while, Rachel hummed gleefully, seemingly unaware of the attention she was garnering.

“Well, I’m glad one of us is enjoying this at least,” Rachel said. “Your stink alone is enough to nearly knock me out, not to mention how heavy you are now.”

For some reason, Rachel found this hysterical and began giggling wildly, forcing Holly to crack a smile. <i>She may be annoying, but she sure knows how to be a big ol’ cutie.</i>

Rachel’s laughter was interrupted as the two heard a familiar sound. This time, however, it was loud. So loud that Holly stopped in her tracks. “Rachel. Please no.”

Rachel suddenly had a worried expression on her face, realizing her sister was serious. “Uhh…”

“Rachel, we’re almost home! Can you PLEASE just try to hold it? I don’t know where all this poop is coming from but my legs are already killing me!”

“Ugh.” Rachel placed an elbow on Holly’s back and rested her face on her hand, a disgruntled look on her face.

Holly continued her awkward stride at a faster pace. <i>Oh God, I gotta hurry now,</i> she thought. <i>Even when she tries to hold it, it’s never long until-</i>

Only twenty steps later, Holly felt Rachel’s fingernails dig into her as another rumble escaped her belly, louder this time. It was so loud that even the birds resting on the electric wires above them flew away in fear.

“Ungh!”

“Rachel, come on! Our house is just around the corner! Can you please just give me a couple more minutes?”

“Nnngg… Trying..!”

As Holly at last rounded the corner, she found her salvation: <i>The house! Thank God!</i> She trudged the remaining distance, praying every step that Rachel would be able to stave off a third wave of mess which would inexplicably increase her weight. Holly’s prayers seemed to be answered, and in just a few more seconds she found herself at the doorstep of her house.

“Nyugh!”

She tiredly lowered Rachel to her feet, the girl’s load bouncing as her feet made impact with the concrete.

“…Well?” Holly said. “I thought you had to poop again.”

Rachel shrugged, seeming just as confused as Holly.

“Ugh.” Holly at last opened the door to the house. The girls walked in and saw their dad sitting on the couch, watching TV. Their mother, meanwhile, could be heard from the kitchen, pans clattering from the dish she was cooking for dinner.

“Hey girls, how was scho-” The sisters’ dad stopped short as he laid eyes on Rachel. “WOAH.”

Their mother chimed in from the kitchen. “Is that the girls? Oh, good! I’m just finishing up the pasta- OH DEAR HEAVENS.” She peeked into the living room and laid eyes on Rachel’s wildly bulgy padding. Her parents’ eyes widened at the sight, unable to believe their daughter to be capable of such a monstrous mess.

Rachel simply smiled, seeming to be gleeful at their bewilderment. “Heehee!”

Holly decided to speak up. “Believe me, I’m just as confused as you guys are. She’s never done anything like this before.”

Their mom and dad’s eyes scanned up and down Rachel’s ridiculously sagging padding. It seemed to defy physics, both from the sheer quantity and the fact that the diaper was still able to contain such a massive load.

“Uhh, have a good lunch there sweetie?” her dad asked. As he went to inhale, the smell of Rachel’s bulging britches seemed to hit him sharply and suddenly. His eyes widened and he turned his head away, emitting an exaggerated cough as he covered his face with his hand.

“My goodness, sweetie! What in the worl-” Their mom met the same fate, her face turning a visible shade of green as she retreated to the kitchen, making loud gagging noises. Even the smell of her pasta was overpowered by the unbearable odor.

“I pooped! Hahaha!” Rachel seemed to find their reactions all too amusing. She waddled into the house and planted her sagging bottom down on the carpeted floor in front of the TV.

<b>SMRRRRRRSH</b>

The padding beneath her squelched loudly as the mess churned and swished within. She sat with her legs straight out in front of her, allowing the bulbous diaper to nearly engulf her thighs as the bottom protruded down to the halfway point of her calves. In the back, the diaper squished out about a foot and a half. Overall, the diaper itself looked like a compressed and deformed bubble of filth enclosing the girl’s waist. As for the smell, it only worsened as the contents of the padding shifted around. A new plume of fetid gas burst forth from the waistband, filling the room with her overpowering stench. It seemed now that even the white walls had begun to yellow from the noxious power of her poop.

As she sat and innocently kicked her feet up and down, the girls’ dad stood up. “God in heaven!” he shouted. “How on Earth could something so cute produce something that foul?!” Their mother, meanwhile, seemed to only be able to make gagging noises from the kitchen.

Holly shrugged. “Don’t ask me,” she said. “I had to carry that steaming pile of filth home because she couldn’t even walk.”

“Yeah, well,” her dad said, “now it’s time to change that pile of filth. And please, do it quickly.”

“Oh come ON!” Holly protested. “I know I’m usually the one who changes her, but this is NUTS!”

“I’ll give you fifty dollars. Just please, take care of it.”

Holly’s expression suddenly changed. <i>Fifty dollars, huh?</i> she thought. She glanced again at Rachel, the girl’s mess settling between her legs like some otherworldly beast. “…Okay, fine! But I want it in cash as soon as I’m done.”

“Deal,” her dad said. “I’m taking your mother upstairs. We’ll come back down when you’re all done.” With that, he went to grab his wife, who was still green from the stench, and the two quickly ascended the stairs to escape the smell.

Holly looked back at Rachel, who was still gleefully watching the TV, laughing at the adult cartoon that their dad had been watching. “Alright, missy,” she said. “Time to finally get you out of that disgusting diaper.”

“Okay!”

Holly went to grab the changing supplies from a drawer in the living room: A new diaper, baby powder, and wet wipes. Meanwhile, Rachel laid down on the floor. The portion of mess that was sticking behind her now flattened and forced itself between her legs, the diaper expanding further toward her feet to accommodate the shifting mass. Her legs were forced apart so that she appeared to be in a position to make a snow angel, except it wasn’t snow she was lying in.

Supplies in hand, Holly positioned herself in front of Holly’s spread legs, looking down at the diaper with disgust as though it were some abominable creature. She could practically see the stink emanating off of it, and her eyes watered as she knelt down. She set the supplies to the side and moved her head around the diaper, first to the left, then the right, wondering where she was even supposed to begin. <i>How am I supposed to reach the damn tapes?!</i> she wondered. She found it impossible from her current position, so she stood back up and leaned forward over the girl. She leaned out over the bulging diaper and reached for the tapes, but they were just out of her reach. Even on her toes she could just barely graze them.

“Come on, come on- AH!”

She had leaned just a bit too far and lost her balance, and time seemed to slow as her body fell forward toward the diaper. <i>You’ve gotta be KIDDING ME!</i> A moment later, she fell face first into the brown, stinking padding.

<b>SQROOOOOORSH</b>

The diaper let out an otherworldly noise as her upper body squished down into the diaper like it were a memory foam mattress, the mess spreading out beneath her. Her nose was overpowered by the stench separated by only an inch or so of material, which was only made worse by her mishap as a fresh plume of odor was released into the surrounding air.

“Ahahahaha!” Rachel was hysterical now, taking great delight in her sister’s blunder.


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“Oh God… I don’t think I can take much more of this…” Holly couldn’t even acknowledge her sister’s blatant joy at her expense. She felt the color drain from her face as her constitution weakened against the thick, overpowering stink. “That does it. I’m getting a clothespin.” She tediously maneuvered herself off of the mush-filled padding, causing it to squelch and gurgle with every movement of her body. Rachel simply watched with great amusement as Holly managed to pull herself to a standing position. She went to the kitchen and pulled open a drawer with various supplies in it, locating the clothespin she so desperately needed to finish her duty. She snapped it onto her nose and winced a bit at the pressure, but was relieved significantly as the effects of the smell became less harsh.

With newfound confidence, she strode back into the living room where Rachel still lied. <i>Okay… You can do this,</i> she thought. She cracked her knuckles and rubbed her hands together. “Alright, stinker,” she said in a nasally pitch. “Time to get this thing off you once and for all.” This time around, she opted to stand at one side of Rachel as she untapped the diaper. She undid the two on Rachel’s right side, then reached over the girl and did the same on the left. But then, just as her fingers had made contact with the front waistband of the diaper, another loud gurgle emanated from Rachel’s abdomen. So loud, in fact, that even the nick knacks on the shelves rattled at the noise.

“Ooooohh…” Rachel doubled over, grasping her stomach and gritting her teeth at the noise.

<i>Oh, you gotta be KIDDING ME!</i> Holly had taken Rachel’s earlier rumbling for a fluke, but now it seemed to be back with a vengeance.

“Unnnghh! Up! UP!”

<i>Ah, shit…</i> Holly remembered that Rachel preferred to be upright when she pooped. Still gripping the front of the diaper’s waistband, she looked at Rachel’s scrunched up face, then back at the massive diaper, which was apparently about to grow even more. Thinking quickly, she decided she had no choice but to tape up the diaper and let Rachel go again before she changed her. After securing the tapes back in place, she stepped over her sister’s abdomen and grabbed her by her hands. “Come on, let’s get this over with…” She pulled, but found it a lot more difficult to get Rachel to an upright position thanks to the added obstacle of the mound strapped to her behind. “Hngg… Hya!” With a hefty tug, she managed to mobilize the small girl. Holly’s feet couldn’t spread wide enough though, and as she stepped backward, she found herself getting caught against the squishy mound. “Ack-!” Still grabbing Rachel’s hands, she stumbled to her butt, landing with her crotch squarely in front of the drooping diaper. Luckily, this was just the extra bit of force she’d needed to pull the girl to a standing position, her diaper drooping dangerously low beneath her knees.

Another gurgle rang out, just as loud as before. Rachel again doubled over. “Nnnngggh… Gotta…!”

<b>PBBRRRRRRRRBLBB</b>

A loud, gurgly fart, and the floodgates were opened. As Rachel bore down with all her might, her diaper once again started expanding to accommodate the accumulating mess within. Holly could only watch in awe as before her, the diaper expanded to cartoonishly large proportions. It dropped down well past her knees, and then to her feet.

“Hnnngh! Mmm… Mnnnngh!!”

Rachel made fists and strained hard as more farts, gurgles and crackles rang out from beneath her, her padding expanding with each passing moment. The padding at last reached the floor, forcing it to flatten and spread forward and backward, starting to engulf the girl’s legs slightly. Rachel’s legs were still straddling the diaper, and she felt the sides begin to graze her calves and between her thighs. This contact snapped her back to reality, and as the outer edge of the diaper was reaching her crotch, she managed to scutter backwards on her hands and feet away from the growing monstrosity. <i>Jesus, when will it end?!</i> she thought. She had figured Rachel could only have so much poop left in that little body of hers, but this was beyond reasoning!

“Hnngh… Ahhhh…”

At last, Rachel gave one final fart, and her third mess had come to an end. Holly could only gawk: the padding was now stained thoroughly brown and stretched forward and backward at least two feet in each direction. Her legs were barely visible as the diaper had all but swallowed them. The tapes at her waist seemed to be hanging on for dear life against the strain, and there wasn’t a single wrinkle left on the outer plastic: the diaper simply had no room to spare.

“Oh… my…” Before she could finish, her face was bombarded with another stench, one even more overwhelmingly nasty than before. It was so bad, in fact, that even her clothespin didn’t seem to be helping. If the walls of the living room had seemed to be changing shade before, it was now undeniable: The paint seemed to rot before Rachel’s very eyes as it yellowed and even began peeling in some spots. The plants in the windows, once bright and colorful, had tragically withered and browned in only a minute. Once again though, the little girl seemed immune to her own biohazard.

“Woah… So big!” Rachel looked down with a sparkle in her eyes, seemingly very proud of her handiwork. She poked and rubbed the portion of diaper she could reach, giving it a few squeezes as she giggled delightedly.