"Hana, where are you going? We're in the middle of a briefing."
I looked up at Winston with frustration and leaned against the back wall. He was giving some stupid run-down on the next mission. I didn't care! I had to use the bathroom! But there was no way I could sneak away now. I winced as another cramp hit and I looked around the room shyly. Everyone was facing forward, listening to the briefing. And I was wearing a diaper from gaming earlier...
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"Sit down, Hana." Winston pushed his glasses up his face clumsily and motioned to the table. "Sit by Mercy, at least then somebody responsible can keep an eye on you while I brief the rest of the adults."
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"I'm nineteen, baegchi."
I crossed my arms over my chest and Winston went back to his presentation. Another cramp overwhelmed me and my knees buckled. Okay, I couldn't hold it... I had to go. I just had to. With a final glance, to make sure no one was watching, I bent over and pushed the mess into the seat of my diaper.
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The entire meeting stopped. It was like people even stopped breathing which was probably for the best, given what the young Korean girl was doing presently. Everybody watched and nobody said anything, not until Winston sighed and mumbled under his breath.
"Nineteen doesn't mean what it used to."
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I... didn't expect it to be so... so wonderful. The feeling of pushing the stinky mess into my diaper. The warmth against my skin. The squishy sensations. The weight as the diaper grew and sagged between my legs. And I was just so... aroused.
"Hey, you okay, D.va?"
"Mnnnn... juss a sec..."
I wanted to savor every moment of this.
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The display was shameful, disgusting, immature, but the entire team still had a mission to go on, so with one graceful motion, Mercy wrapped her arm around the young girls waist and pulled her into her lap, playing with her hair and soothing her softly. Sometimes sacrifices had to be made for the greater good.