Chapter 2 - Dazed

            “Amanda?”
            Amanda flinched. She hadn’t been paying attention at all, and every eye in the room was trained on her. “Uh, s-sorry, what was the question?”
            Her professor frowned, but said, “Amanda, can you come up to the board for a moment?”
            Amanda moved to stand, which caused a crinkling noise to fill the suddenly dead-silent room. The eyes of her classmates, which had drifted back towards the board, quickly shifted back to her.
            “What was that, Amanda?” Her professor’s voice seemed to come from everywhere at once.
            “N-nothing.”
            “Why don’t you come stand in front of the class?”
            Amanda stood, the crinkling noise even more noticeable than before. She tugged at the back of her skirt, Oh, why had she decided to wear something so short?, and walked dutifully to the front of the class.
            “Face the board, please,” her professor said, and she complied. As she moved one hand away from her skirt to pick up the chalk, she felt it flip up into the air. Her hands flew instinctively towards her butt, but somehow they failed to get there, instead folding in front of her, pressing on the front of the diaper that was being presented now to the entire class. 
            Amanda turned to her professor to demand an explanation, but found Jess, her close friend, standing where her professor had been, holding a pacifier. Jess popped the pacifier into Amanda’s mouth, and suddenly she was standing naked except for her diaper and a bib that did nothing to cover her chest.
            “Now make mama proud!” Jess said, placing a hand on the back of Amanda’s diaper. Amanda had no choice. She grunted, filling her diaper in front of the whole class while humping her own hands through the padding. As she felt herself growing closer to climax, cheeks burning red with shame and arousal, she bit down on the pacifier and-
            “MM!”
            Amanda yanked her thumb out of her mouth as her eyes shot open. She closed them again as she groaned in disappointment. “I was so close,” she mumbled to herself.
            “Don’t think we didn’t notice!”
            Amanda squeaked and sat up quickly, turning towards where she thought the voice had come from, banging her elbow on the hardwood floor she had been sleeping on as she did.
            Through the temporary fog of pain she was able to make out her four best friends and ofttimes lovers, Jess, Sam, Dani, and Anna, who had gathered in the kitchen. Jess’s kitchen. Why was she at Jess’s house? Why were they all… oh.
            Amanda recalled with sudden clarity the events of the previous evening, and her hand flew to her crotch. Sure enough, instead of pajama bottoms, she found only the crinkly padding of a disposable diaper. The slightly sodden padding, in fact…
            Amanda pushed her hips forward without thinking, humping her hand through the padding. Dani coughed loudly, grin stretching ear to ear, and Amanda regained her composure quickly. “What did you do to me?” she wondered aloud. Her heart thudded in her chest, partially from fear, but mostly from excitement.
            Jess shrugged with her usual peppy charm. “That wasn’t part of the programming, sweetie. You ain’t got nobody to blame for that butcherself.”
            If it was possible for Amanda’s cheeks to be any redder, they were now. Desperate to change the subject, Amanda nodded towards Sam. “Okay, okay, but could somebody explain that please?”
            Sam, usually naturally repelled by anything remotely resembling a chore of any kind, was dressed in a skimpy maid’s outfit, dusting the top of Jess’s TV with the fervor of a woman possessed, which, if the presence of anything resembling a skirt on Sam was anything to go by, was exactly what had happened.
            Sam stood on her tip-toes, despite being able to reach the top of the TV just fine, bent at the waist so as to better display the lack of underwear she was sporting under the incredibly short skirt and white apron she had acquired. Amanda could hear her breathing heavily from across the room.
            “We said she could touch your tits if she did a few chores for us,” Anna said. She called Sam’s name, and suddenly Sam was there, on her knees in front of Amanda. Sam was whimpering like a dog and drooling slightly, her whole body tense as a tightly wound piano wire. “Woah,” Amanda said, “we need to start deprogramming you pronto.”
            “Pleeease,” Sam whined, “just one more time, pleease.”
            Sam’s hand drifted towards Amanda’s shirt- no, not a shirt, an unbuttoned pink onesie- and Amanda obliged, pleased with Sam’s theatrics.
            Sam drove her face violently between Amanda’s breasts, kissing and groping and sucking blindly. Amanda fell over backwards under the assault, and Sam’s apron-clad torso pressed into her diaper. Amanda moaned; she was still so hot and bothered from her dream, and Sam playing with her tits was only making it worse. Closer, closer…
            Again, Amanda was deprived of her release as Sam was pulled off of her and her onesie re-buttoned by the others. Mandy groaned and put her hands on the front of her diapie… Diapie? The strange choice of phrase was quickly forgotten in the ensuing orgasm, and Amanda was left clear-headed enough to take in the scene surrounding her. Sam’s tits had fallen out in the chaos, causing Dani to collapse onto all fours, barking manically at the excitement. Jess was mooing, dead-eyed, as apparently Anna’s cowbell had fallen from the countertop onto the floor. Sam was only just coming to her senses and was on top of Anna, who was laughing hysterically.
            “I… Uh, sorry, Anna,” Sam said as she covered herself with the maid outfit.
            “It’s fine, I’m fine,” Anna replied, smiling broadly. She moved past Sam, who was helping Dani to her feet, into the kitchen, and returned with the metal pail from the night before.
            “What’s that for?” Amanda asked, finally having escaped her padded prison.
            “I bought a pump online for Jess, but it got lost in the mail,” Anna said. “Until we finish deprogramming everyone, I have to do this to get her out of her trance. That is, unless you’d like to help out, Mandy?”
            Amanda felt butterflies in her stomach, but managed to make a show of laughing. “No thanks, Anna, and quit calling me Mandy!”
            Anna shrugged and went back to work on Jess. It was so surreal, seeing them like that. Seeing them all like that. Amanda had to admit she liked it quite a bit. “All right, everyone, since Jess is currently in a state-” Jess mooed to punctuate the statement, “-as recently-deposed mistress of ceremonies, it falls to me to ensure that we clean up this mess so she isn’t as mad when she comes to her senses.”
            Amanda, Sam, and Dani all quickly got dressed and started cleaning up after themselves. Once Jess was in full possession of her faculties, she made a point of sitting on the Throne and watching everyone else clean up, as is her right as the new mistress of ceremonies. It was also her house, and the other four of them had made enough of a mess that they all wanted to make sure they’d be invited back.
            Anna made sure to stuff the cow bell with cotton. Dani and Sam wiped down the countertops and packed away the outfits, and Amanda emptied the garbage and sprayed air freshener around the house to clear up the dirty diaper smell.
             Towards the end Jess made a contribution, grabbing the pail of milk and taking it back to the kitchen, presumably to dump it down the sink.
            Once everything was back in order and everyone had clothes on, Amanda, Sam, Dani, and Anna met in the living room to say goodbye before returning home. Midterms were coming up soon, and everyone needed to go home and study, except for Sam, who was studying at Jess’s house. After final deprogramming instructions were exchanged, Anna and Dani hit the road, while Sam headed off to find a place to study. Amanda, however, hadn’t yet received her deprogramming instructions from Jess, and went looking for her in the kitchen.
            Amanda walked into the kitchen to find Jess fiddling with some sort of bag. “Oh!” Jess said, quickly shoving whatever she had been holding into the bag. “Here, this oughta have everything ya need!” she said cheerfully, pushing the bag into Amanda’s face. “I wrote everything up for ya. Ya might wanna wear those goodnites to bed tonight, though, just in case.” 
            Amanda couldn’t help but blush just a little. She realized suddenly just how much the idea turned her on, but she didn’t want Jess to see how much power she had over her. Amanda snatched the bag from Jess, gave as pleasant a goodbye as she could manage, then rushed out the door to her car.
            It wasn’t until she was putting the key into her apartment door that Amanda realized she hadn’t actually looked into the bag. What if Jess had forgotten something? An image of her taking her midterms in a diaper flitted through her mind. Amanda shuddered with arousal; she needed to do this thing fast.
            As Amanda closed the door to her apartment behind her, her eyes drifted to her open bedroom door, and the box of pull-ups sitting on her bed. She must have put them on in a trance the night before, before going to Jess’s place. Her heart thumped in her chest. Maybe the deprogramming could wait just a little longer?
            Amanda stripped naked and pulled on a pull-up – it was pink with little princesses on it. At first she put her hand inside the pull-up, but as she got into it she pulled her hand out and pushed it against the front, feeling the plastic under her fingers. She sucked on her other thumb, humping and humping.
            Jess’s voice floated through Mandy’s mind, either from the night before or the week of conditioning that had preceded it: Good girls wet their diapies. 
            Good girl… Mandy thought, as the picture on the front of her pull-up disappeared. Suddenly, Mandy’s body started moving on its own, and she snapped back to herself. Amanda could feel herself pushing, and as hard as she tried, she couldn’t stop herself. “No,” Amanda said as she rocked up onto her feet, squatting.
            Good girls mess their diapies, came the voice in her head, but this time it wasn’t Jess’s voice, but her own. I’m a good girl, said the voice, and Amanda pushed a load into her pull-up as she came harder than she’d ever before.
 
            Sam waved goodbye to Anna from the porch, then sighed as she flopped down onto Jess’s couch. “How in god’s name did you come up with that, Jessy?” Sam twisted around to face the kitchen, a smirk on her face. “Have you been keeping secrets from me?” she purred.
            Jess set the metal bucket that she had been milked into down in the sink. “You sound like you’re hopin’ I was,” Jess cooed back before gingerly sitting beside Sam on the couch. Now that she didn’t have to keep Anna’s planned performance a secret anymore, she had every intention of complaining about the sloshing in her tits all day every day until she was back to normal.
            “Maaybe.” Sam leaned over and breathed lightly against Jess’s neck as her arms wound around her waist. She felt Jess shudder and heard her breath quicken. Jess might act tough around the other girls, but Sam knew that she was putty in her hands while they were alone, no hypnosis necessary. “Do you wanna be my mommy, Jessy?” she whispered.
 
            “Are you sure you should be the one driving?” Anna asked, smirking.
            Dani pouted theatrically. “Just don’t say the trigger word and it’ll be fine. Besides, I’m pretty sure I won’t place myself in mortal danger anyhow.”
            Anna put her hands behind her head. “So, what do you think will be the next meeting’s theme?” she asked.
            Dani frowned. “Last time Jess won it was exhibitionism, but I can tell she really liked the hypnosis idea.”
            “Public hypnosis?” Anna asked, her question tinged with excitement.
            “I think that’s pretty likely,” Dani said. She couldn’t help but smile at Anna’s enthusiasm. Outside of the club, Anna was the most shy out of all of them. “Plus, next meeting is over spring break. We could go somewhere where nobody knows who we are.”
            Anna wriggled in her seat, her excitement plain to see. “I wonder who Jess will pair us up with.” She turned toward Dani and leaned on the console between their seats. “Maybe I’ll get to take you on a walk…”
            Dani blushed. “Anna, I’m trying to drive here. Put those away.”
            Anna smirked, squeezing her chest between her arms once and leaning back in her seat to look out the window. Maybe she’d have a word with Jess…
            