Ashley — Diaper Lover

When the colony was first founded, one of its main goals was to cater to those with an infantilism lifestyle. Those that took on this life became were to be considered babies no matter what their physical age was. There was another group who, while similar, didn’t fully take on the lifestyle like most of the town. These individuals mostly wore diapers as their choice of undergarment not because they needed them but just for the sake of it. Some even found wearing diapers sexually stimulating as well as attractive. There was, of course, no law prohibiting those over 18 to have romantic or sexual feelings with each other, but it was kind of frown upon for an adult to have a relationship with an adult-baby without their parent’s permission.

Ashley Mills was a 21 year old sophomore in college, who had a nasty hangover. Despite telling herself to never drink again, she almost always went overboard, especially when someone else was paying. The night before, a few of her friends invited her out to celebrate… well, something. She didn’t remember anything past meeting the girls at the bar.

As she tried to stand up, Ashley felt some warm liquid dribble down her legs and on to the hard wood floor.

“Damn it. Not again.” She muttered to herself. Lifting up the skirt she was wearing, she saw her that her diaper was soaked and now leaking. Even though Ashley wore diapers, she didn’t really need to wear them. For a few years, she had developed an interest in diapers, almost a fetish. Though it was hard to indulge in it since she was living with her parents and had to sneak around them to get her padded fix. This changed when she got into a college that not only had dorms, but was in an old mining town that was converted into an infintalist colony, allowing her to be diapered 24/7 with no judgement.

Thankfully, all the students were given a pack of diapers every other week so Ashley didn’t have to worry about that. She did find it annoying that the school brand did very little in handling floods. There was the option to buy a better brand, but they were expensive and she was on a budget.

With nothing else going on, besides a pounding headache, Ashley decided to get up and clean up her puddle at least. Or she would, if her vision cleared up some more. Looking around, she tried to remember, or recognize, where she ended up sleeping over night…