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Chapter 7 by Loanleeboi

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The Final Act

"Hmmn..." Stacey squirmed in her messy panties, breasts jiggling all the while. She shuddered at the feeling, and occasionally she squeezed her thighs together. She was able to stop herself before she let go of her entire load earlier to avoid further embarrassment, but that wasn't' the issue, Stacey also had to pee.

Natalie, who had gone to get some additional items from her car was now coming up on Stacey's backside from the rear auditorium door. Natalie knew exactly how to end this.

Stacey felt a small tug on her panties. "Mmn!" She sounded but could not see who was messing with her, she could however, feel something get popped into her asshole. "Hm!" Stacey felt cool liquid entering her bowels as Natalie emptied the entirety of an enema into her. Stacey then felt her feet being guided one by one into the holes of a garment, it was then pulled up onto her, containing the mess in her panties as well as feeling quite soft. My god, no, could it be a diaper!?

Natalie watched Stacey wiggle her padded butt; she dare not speak and confirm that it was her behind all this. Then she saw Stacey involuntarily push her thighs together and it clicked, she had to pee. Natalie reached up to Stacey's unguarded pits and tickeled. "Hunh, hm, hm, heh, hahhhhhh..." Muffled laughter worked its way into a sigh of pleasure as Natalie saw the front of the diaper sag. Stacey was ashamed not only because she peed but because it felt thrilling and almost erotic.

-30 Minutes Later-

The drama director walked in followed by another man who must have been the locksmith. Stacey had been fighting a hard battle, she was sweating, desperately trying to hold in another mess. Her eyes widened as the two men were joined by the rest of the play's cast and crew, with Natalie once again being able to sneak into the back of the place to watch. She started recording.

"There, can you undo that lock so we can get on with the rehearsal?" The director said as the locksmith got up on stage, admiring Stacey's tits. "My goodness it stinks up here." The locksmith commented. "Yes, she's solid herself and- why in the world is she wearing a diaper now!?" The director asked.

"I don't know but she clearly needed it." The boy from earlier said pointing out the yellowing sag at the front; the information earning snickers from the crowd. "Nnm!" Stacey pleaded as she squirmed, she was so **** it hurt. "Oh, I guess none of us thought to take the tape off you." He climbed up the stage and pulled the tape off Stacey's mouth. At the same time the lock clicked and the stocks opened, making Stacey fall onto her butt with a padded squelch.

"Hnnnnnnnghhhh!" Stacey sounded, both her hands went to her ass inside the diaper, trying to **** her cheeks together. "P-p-please leave! Ngh. It's going to - ungh - I'm about to-to-ooooooouuuuuuuu!" Brrrrrrrffffffppppprrrrtttttttt Stacey's ass sounded off as a torrent of shit escaped her tired asshole mixed with farts and grunts as it happened. Everyone watched in aw as the diaper started to fill.

"Ohhhhh, yeahhhhhh." Stacey moaned, relieved as she moved one of her hands to the front of the diaper, she plunged two fingers into her pussy and started masturbating right then and there. Everyone could tell as the wet slapping started to fill the air.

Stacey closed her eyes and moved her other hand from the back of her diaper to feel up her breast. To hers, and everyone else's surprise, it was covered in poop but Stacey was way to caught up in the heat of the moment to notice as she played with her boob; the boy from earlier gagged and stepped away.

"Hunh, hunh, hunh, hungaaaahhhhoooo-fuck!" Toes curling and eyes rolled back, Stacey climaxed, and fell onto her back, still producing a slow stream of poop. She had one of the largest orgasms of her life in front of all her peers, the drama director, and locksmith. "Well, who wants to take Baby Stacey home for the weekend?" Someone commented, the whole crowd erupted in laughter as Stacey farted and the mess started to gurgle out of the leg-holes of the diaper. Baby Stacey would surely remember this forever.

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