Face Plant

Holly went to grab the changing supplies from a drawer in the living room: A new diaper, baby powder, and wet wipes. Meanwhile, Rachel laid down on the floor. The portion of mess that was sticking behind her now flattened and **** itself between her legs, the diaper expanding further toward her feet to accommodate the shifting mass. Her legs were **** apart so that she appeared to be in a position to make a snow angel, except it wasn’t snow she was lying in.

Supplies in hand, Holly positioned herself in front of Holly’s spread legs, looking down at the diaper with disgust as though it were some abominable creature. She could practically see the stink emanating off of it, and her eyes watered as she knelt down. She set the supplies to the side and moved her head around the diaper, first to the left, then the right, wondering where she was even supposed to begin. How am I supposed to reach the damn tapes?! she wondered. She found it impossible from her current position, so she stood back up and leaned forward over the girl. She leaned out over the bulging diaper and reached for the tapes, but they were just out of her reach. Even on her toes she could just barely graze them.

“Come on, come on- AH!”

She had leaned just a bit too far and lost her balance, and time seemed to slow as her body fell forward toward the diaper. You’ve gotta be KIDDING ME! A moment later, she fell face first into the brown, stinking padding.

SQROOOOOORSH

The diaper let out an otherworldly noise as her upper body squished down into the diaper like it were a memory foam mattress, the mess spreading out beneath her. Her nose was overpowered by the stench separated by only an inch or so of material, which was only made worse by her mishap as a fresh plume of odor was released into the surrounding air.

“Ahahahaha!” Rachel was hysterical now, taking great delight in her sister’s blunder.

“Oh God… I don’t think I can take much more of this…” Holly couldn’t even acknowledge her sister’s blatant joy at her expense. She felt the color drain from her face as her constitution weakened against the thick, overpowering stink. “That does it. I’m getting a clothespin.” She tediously maneuvered herself off of the mush-filled padding, causing it to squelch and gurgle with every movement of her body. Rachel simply watched with great amusement as Holly managed to pull herself to a standing position. She went to the kitchen and pulled open a drawer with various supplies in it, locating the clothespin she so desperately needed to finish her duty. She snapped it onto her nose and winced a bit at the pressure, but was relieved significantly as the effects of the smell became less harsh.

With newfound confidence, she strode back into the living room where Rachel still lied. Okay… You can do this, she thought. She cracked her knuckles and rubbed her hands together. “Alright, stinker,” she said in a nasally pitch. “Time to get this thing off you once and for all.” This time around, she opted to stand at one side of Rachel as she untapped the diaper. She undid the two on Rachel’s right side, then reached over the girl and did the same on the left. But then, just as her fingers had made contact with the front waistband of the diaper, another loud gurgle emanated from Rachel’s abdomen. So loud, in fact, that even the nick knacks on the shelves rattled at the noise.

“Ooooohh…” Rachel doubled over, grasping her stomach and gritting her teeth at the noise.

Oh, you gotta be KIDDING ME! Holly had taken Rachel’s earlier rumbling for a fluke, but now it seemed to be back with a vengeance.

“Unnnghh! Up! UP!”

Ah, shit… Holly remembered that Rachel preferred to be upright when she pooped. Still gripping the front of the diaper’s waistband, she looked at Rachel’s scrunched up face, then back at the massive diaper, which was apparently about to grow even more. Thinking quickly, she decided she had **** but to tape up the diaper and let Rachel go again before she changed her. After securing the tapes back in place, she stepped over her sister’s abdomen and grabbed her by her hands. “Come on, let’s get this over with…” She pulled, but found it a lot more difficult to get Rachel to an upright position thanks to the added obstacle of the mound strapped to her behind. “Hngg… Hya!” With a hefty tug, she managed to mobilize the small girl. Holly’s feet couldn’t spread wide enough though, and as she stepped backward, she found herself getting caught against the squishy mound. “Ack-!” Still grabbing Rachel’s hands, she stumbled to her butt, landing with her crotch squarely in front of the drooping diaper. Luckily, this was just the extra bit of **** she’d needed to pull the girl to a standing position, her diaper drooping dangerously low beneath her knees.

Another gurgle rang out, just as loud as before. Rachel again doubled over. “Nnnngggh… Gotta…!”

PBBRRRRRRRRBLBB

A loud, gurgly fart, and the floodgates were opened. As Rachel bore down with all her might, her diaper once again started expanding to accommodate the accumulating mess within. Holly could only watch in awe as before her, the diaper expanded to cartoonishly large proportions. It dropped down well past her knees, and then to her feet.

“Hnnngh! Mmm… Mnnnngh!!”

Rachel made fists and strained hard as more farts, gurgles and crackles rang out from beneath her, her padding expanding with each passing moment. The padding at last reached the floor, forcing it to flatten and spread forward and backward, starting to engulf the girl’s legs slightly. Rachel’s legs were still straddling the diaper, and she felt the sides begin to graze her calves and between her thighs. This contact snapped her back to reality, and as the outer edge of the diaper was reaching her crotch, she managed to scutter backwards on her hands and feet away from the growing monstrosity. Jesus, when will it end?! she thought. She had figured Rachel could only have so much poop left in that little body of hers, but this was beyond reasoning!

“Hnngh… Ahhhh…”

At last, Rachel gave one final fart, and her third mess had come to an end. Holly could only gawk: the padding was now stained thoroughly brown and stretched forward and backward at least two feet in each direction. Her legs were barely visible as the diaper had all but swallowed them. The tapes at her waist seemed to be hanging on for dear life against the strain, and there wasn’t a single wrinkle left on the outer plastic: the diaper simply had no room to spare.

“Oh… my…” Before she could finish, her face was bombarded with another stench, one even more overwhelmingly nasty than before. It was so bad, in fact, that even her clothespin didn’t seem to be helping. If the walls of the living room had seemed to be changing shade before, it was now undeniable: The paint seemed to rot before Rachel’s very eyes as it yellowed and even began peeling in some spots. The plants in the windows, once bright and colorful, had tragically withered and browned in only a minute. Once again though, the little girl seemed immune to her own biohazard.

“Woah… So big!” Rachel looked down with a sparkle in her eyes, seemingly very proud of her handiwork. She poked and rubbed the portion of diaper she could reach, giving it a few squeezes as she giggled delightedly.

Holly ran to the front window of the house, **** for fresh air. She cracked it and was momentarily relieved. However, she noticed that there seemed to be a disturbance. People began emerging from their own houses. Children who had been playing in their yards stopped to sniff the air, and then held their noses while they grimaced. The neighbors were looking around for something that could explain the terrible odor.

“Hey, do you smell that?”

“Yeah, it’s awful! Was there a sewage leak or something??”

“No, it smells worse than that!”

“I’ve never smelt anything so terrible!”

“It’s making me tear up!”

“I tried spraying some Kabreze but not even that’s helping!”

“Why is my grass brown?!?”

Holly looked in horror as she caught sight of some of her own friends gagging as they had before. Rachel had the entire street on high alert, all of them trying to locate the source of the ungodly odor that had invaded their homes. She heard a noise, and turned back around to see her parents descending the stairs.

“What in God’s na-”

Their father had begun to swear but stopped short, and both parents stared in awe at the sight of their 18-year-old daughter. She had still been squishing her diaper around up to this point, but upon noticing her parents, she turned to face them. Her legs were spread wide by the massive load that separated them, so it took some effort and a few seconds for her to shuffle around, the diaper making gross bubbling and squelching noises as she did so. “Look! Huge mess!”

Their mom’s face immediately turned green, and she covered her mouth while running over to the kitchen where retching noises could be heard. Their dad held it together as best he could, but he was obviously struggling to not break for the door as his face scrunched up into a disgusted grimace. “Uh, y-yes, sweetie. That is uh… That is big.”

Holly had still been gasping for breath at the window when she heard her parents come down the stairs. She turned around to see her mom with her face in the trash can and her dad looking like he had seen some horrible, disgusting monster. “You guys!” she said desperately. “This is insane. She’s stinking up the whole block! What do we do?”

Her dad looked at Holly’s ****, pleading face, then back at Rachel, whose face was only filled with glee and playfulness as she continued mushing the bloated contents of her undergarments.

“Well…” he began. “First, we thank our lucky stars that this diaper even held at all. I mean, talk about getting your money’s worth!”

“Hahaha!” Rachel broke out in a fit of giggles, and Holly even blew air out her nose. As their mom stumbled back from the trash can, the three stared at the monstrous diaper, blown unbelievably out of proportion. Its stench had ruined the wallpaper and killed the plants in the windowsill, and seemed to be having similar effects outside as the grass in their yard choked on the fumes.

“Alright.” Their father clapped his hands together. “This is obviously going to take all three of us. So let’s get some gear and take care of this stinky mess once and for all.”

“Yayyy!” Rachel threw her hands up in the air, releasing them from the padding where her deep hand prints slowly began to fade from the equalizing pressure inside.

A moment later, the three were standing in a huddle around Rachel. All three of them had dawned rubber gloves. Holly had the clothespin still on her nose, their mother had found a surgical face mask, and their father had rummaged around in the basement for a gas mask which covered his entire face. “Alright,” he said in a muffled voice. “Here’s the plan. Holly, you and Mom get on either side and undo the tapes. Pull them toward me, and I’ll pick up Rachel and lay her down on the towel we’ve set out. I’ve already called the biohazard unit, so we have to get this diaper out of the house in the next 10 minutes. So Holly, you wipe her down and get her changed while your mom and I roll this thing up and haul it outside. Clear?”