New Start Academy

When Lynda first heard of New Start she never would of expected what the school offered, and probably that was a good thing.

After finishing high school, Lynda Collins was looking at her future with optimism. While she was an average student, never trying to achieve anything but the minimum, she wasn’t lacking anything mentally and her figure was pretty standard, though she did get blessed with some D-cups that made a few jealous.

In any case, Lynda wasn’t the kind to stand out from the crowd and would never try to draw attention to herself. That being said, while standing in the foyer of the academy that offered her a very generous scholarship, she couldn’t help be feel completely out of her comfort zone.

When New Start was created, its goal was to help students rebuild what they lost while trying to prepare the for the world by looking at it from a different angle. To take the slow and complex nature the world makes and morph it into something quick and simple. To accomplish this, the students were told to become young again, mentally of course. And to help this processes, they were given some… ”unique,” uniforms.

Lynda could help but watch as a girl around her age stood some five meters away, legs bent and with a strain on her face, as she went and soiled herself not in panties but in a diaper. This not only paralyzed Lynda, but standing next to said girl was another girl reading a text message wearing a diaper as well with a bit of a yellow hue, neither reacting to the other’s garments or deeds done. Looking around, every student and some faculty were wearing diaper of some kind. Some girls did wear skirts, but they really didn’t hide anything and most just went bottomless.

Lynda just stood there, unable to figure out what was going on or what she should do…