Rosie Diapers - Story (Pixiv Fanbox)

Another repots,one of my most popular ones back on DA. This one can also be found on my tumblr, but I have that page really abandoned xD, Also I intend for this page to home to as many of my works as possible, (kinda like and archive).

Here it is, this was the first ABDL story I ever wrote.

As Rosie sat there waiting for her bus as she did everyday, the girls sitting on the other side of the bench begin to whisper, pointing at her and giggling, as every person who sat next to her had done for the past couple months.

At this point she was used to it, but that didn’t made it easier or diminish the embarrassment. And every time it happened she could’t help to curse herself for not reading that damned contract with the help of a lawyer.

At that time she had thought of herself smart enough to read very single thing about the contact and understood everything it established.

It was nice deal (or so she taught), all she had to do was to agree to an interview and some photos, that would be published only on small distribution media and her identity would be protected. In fact the whole thing could get dismissed by the editors and never be used. But she still would have her payment.

In reality, they not only had every right over the pictures , the interview (which parts could be posted in any content they wanted), but they also have the full rights over “Rosie the diaper girl” as a fictional character, and “Rosie Diapers” as a brand. that they could use and present as much as they wanted.

If that wasn’t enough of a trouble for her, the project evolved from being a small article about ABDL community, to a full mass media campaign to sell more diapers. As a result her face and name was suddenly everywhere around town and became a synonym of diapers.

Once her family and friends finally sopped laughing at her, she found out that the real problem was the passing people. Anywhere she went she was unceasingly called names and made fun of. Roise used to think that the worst part of it was that “she didn’t even wore diapers that much”… but she was soon to realize she was wrong.

The bullying from strangers on the streets, was nothing compared to the one from people at public bathrooms, that just would’t let her alone, “didn’t they had anything better to do?”apparently they didn’t. In the end it became impossible for her to go to public restrooms, and ironically she did had to wear diapers whenever she went out as the only alternative to messing her pants. Rendering her virtually “diaper dependent”.

Back to her current situation Rosie heard the girls say “I think she just wet”, “Yeah! I can smell it”, she was about to say something when she realized her crouch did felt warmer and in embarrassment realized she did had wet herself. Maybe it was the humiliation or maybe it was the fact she had been letting herself go without a second thought for so long that her body was getting used to it. Either way she was way to embarrassed to say anything and just let it pass.

As her bus arrived she realized that the worst part was yet to come, as she was heading to buy some of those damned “Rosie diapers”, cuz in reality, those were the best diapers on the market. Looking at the seller in the eye while buying a case of the diapers with her face an name on it, the ones that had ruined her life, that was definitely the worst.