Chapter 4 by wicker

What's next?

Stuck, in more ways than one

The itching started. Kristi had made sure the itching powder made it up Kristi's ass crack as well as butt cheeks and crotch. With the diaper glued to her, Carolyn could not even get her hand down between the diaper and her skin. She pounded on the door: "Let me in! You bitch!"

Kristi opened the door, but the chain was now in place, so it would only open a crack. "Better be quiet. You don't want to get evicted for disturbing the peace."

"You better...." but Kristi shut the door in Carolyn's face.

Caryolyn stamped her feet and did her best to scratch herself, but the bulky diaper made it hard. The itching was only growing worse. She looked around. The apartment was close to a college campus, and most people who lived there we college students or recent grads who had gotten jobs in town or grad students.

She knocked on the door again, and this time lowered her voice. "Please, Kristi. Please let me in. I can't stand this!"