D.va's Payload

Hana tried to stand up and hit her head on the bars, locking her in the oversized cage.  Mommy called it a playpen, but that's not what it was at all!  It had been hours since Hana had squatted down in front of Lena - one of her best friends! - and filled the seat of her diaper.  The whole room smelled of her shame.  Hana grabbed onto the bars of the playpen and shook it. "MOMMY!" she hollered again at the top of her lungs.

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She wasn't coming, she obviously wasn't - Mercy was a busy woman and Lena knew that more than anybody else; there were fighters and healers and taking care of a pair of diapered adult babies in a cage? That was the least of anybody's concerns. "I don't think she's comin' anytime soon, luv'." Unfortunately.

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"But, but, but... she's gotta!" Hana's eyes teared up and her tummy started to rumble.  No, she thought, not again!  But she couldn't hold it for more than a few seconds.  She bent over, squeezing the playpen bars tight in her grip, and pushed, filling the diaper past capacity.  Lena looked on in surprise.

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Well, for whatever sarcastic response Lena was going to have, all her apathy went out the window when that happened! "Ew Mum, Hana's nappy is leaking!" Had she not even noticed that it was? It was so thick and heavy and weighed down, it was impossible not to notice the gaping leg gathers at each side that were losing the battle of the bulge. How gross!

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Mercy had been working on a new prototype for her staff, and had hoped that her two little girls could keep themselves occupied.  But being a mother wasn't easy, especially when your little ones are the size of adults. "I'm coming, I'm coming," Mercy sighed, making her way to the playpen.  Hana was bawling her eyes out, and Lena was pushing herself up against the playpen bars to keep her distance from her stinky sister. "Goodness, you really got full use out of that diaper, didn't you darling?  Let's get you cleaned up."

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No matter how much Lena tried, there was no escaping this mess - time travel would only make things worse, that was for sure, and all she could think to do was pull her pretty orange shirt up over her nose and do everything she could to ride it out. Hana really was such a baby...