AUTHORS NOTE: Here's the next bonus chapter. There's not a whole whole lot to this one, just some pure smut. Had a pretty hot idea and I fleshed it out some. If you're thinking this idea seems a little familiar I did use the idea for a custom video from ella raine, so that's probably it. Anyway enjoy the hot stuff.

I stomp with my ever present pout from my business management class. Walking as fast as I can past the second glances and quizzical looks of my fellow colleges around me, I couldn't blame them I looked ridiculous and I wasn't happy about it.

I was wearing a light blue almost white dress that was frustratingly short, offering peeks at the white thick diaper underneath it. I tried to round out the look with some long white stockings and some Mary Jane shoes, but I think all it really did was make the whole get up even more childish. The only mature thing about me was by backpack, which was a fairly utilitarian black fabric affair. My short stature didn't help things at all, making me look even more childish than I would otherwise. If I weren't in the middle of my college campus I might find the get up cute, well aside from the diaper part. Alas though, I was in the middle of my college campus. Which meant however cute the outfit was, it would never outweigh how embarrassing it was.

I was intently focused on making it back to my dorm room as fast as possible to get out of site from my fellow students. I tried in vain to dodge from the curious stares of everyone around me as the childish creature I was darted past them, but despite my best efforts I stumbled into my dorm room with a fierce blush on my face. This whole thing was a terrible idea.

"Hey there Alexi," my roommate Tara greeted me. They were dressed to their college girl nines, which meant an overly large sweat shirt over short shorts. Ironically their look wasn't all that much different than my own, through theirs was infinitely more mature. Their tone changed as they looked up and saw what I was wearing. "Woah! Did you wear that to your buis mag class?" My elongated sigh as I flopped onto my bed was the answer. It only took a second for me to realize that in performing my flop I flashed my diaper to her. I went to quickly pull the short dress down but it was clear by her smirk that the damage was done.

"Well I thought if I just wore my child development outfit to my other class today I could maybe get there early and not loose points for being late"

"But you ran here anyway so there went that," Tara pointed out with a sympathetic smile. I groaned again and fell back down, not caring any more if she saw my diaper. We were roommates after all, she knew I had been wearing them to class for a while. That was my first idea to save some time. If I got the diaper on when I woke up that's less time I have to waste putting it in on in my dorm room right before class. Plus it also saved me from the humiliation of being changed into one right as class started. Hiding a diaper under my clothes was a lot more manageable in my normal college attire, but the time save wasn't enough, hence my current plan. Though this current plan still wasn't really working out for me. "Well you look cute if that's any consolation," Tara offered.

"Thanks," I said pitifully staring at the celling, and then I abruptly sat up with realization. "Oh shit how long til we need to be at child dev?"

"Relax you've still got plenty of time, though we do need to leave soon. You should watch your language though, it doesn't suit that outfit." I shot her a glare and she giggled in response. Tara was in the same class, and she knew how much I hated my seemingly permanent position as the classes demo baby, but she enjoyed how cute I was as much as everyone else in the class.

"It's just not fair," I complained at her once again. I know she's heard this rant probably a hundred times, but she would hear it again. That's the price she has to pay being my roommate as far as I'm concerned. "Why is it always the person with the lowest grade that has to be the class baby?"

"I mean you could always improve your grade," Tara pointed out.

"Yeah but it's hard for me to show I'm good at child development when I'm stuck being the child."

"If only you hadn't skipped the first day of class, you wouldn't have started at such a disadvantage."

"Who the hell goes to the first lecture of a class?"

"Well everyone else in class seemed to get the memo," Tara said plainly. "And I told you watch your language." I stuck my tongue out at her. "How very mature." I flopped back down on the bed. If I'm doing all of this for our class, I should at least be allowed to be childish, that's like the one perk. "Alexi have you been using your diapers outside of class?" Tara asked suddenly. I shot up in response covering my diaper with the dress as best I could.

"N-no," if my sudden reaction didn't give it away that unconvincing answer sure did. I could tell from Tara's face that she didn't believe me. I wouldn't believe me either to be fair. I blushed and looked away as I stood up. I reached down under the dress and pressed the diaper against me. I did have to give the dress one thing, it made checking my diaper easier, which was probably the point. And, well, I guess I needed to be checked. The soggy padding greeted me as I pressed it against myself. I glanced at Tara and could tell she knew as well as I that the diaper around my waist was wet.

"I know I've seen you use them in class, but I didn't think ..."

"Those times in class don't count," I cut her off. "You guys had me stuck in the high chair."

"Yeah but what about ..."

"Or the car seat," I said predicting what she would say.

"Ok but then."

"Or the playpen, or the bouncer, or on the baby leash," I explained in a huff. "None of those count cuz I couldn't go anywhere."

"Ok but what about today during your buis mag class," she said getting back to her original point. I grimaced as if she had stuck me. I had forgotten the original point because I was so caught up being defensive. "No one was keeping you there and yet," She approached me in squished my diaper against me just like she would in class. I blushed and stammered.

"Ok ok but like," I paused a bit flustered. She was getting to me and I couldn't stop it. "I'm in em anyway you know," even I thought this defense was pretty weak but I was rolling with it. "If I'm already in em why not take advantage of it. I mean all my other classes are going great since I don't have to leave for potty breaks." I said quietly not even convincing myself.

"And how many times have you showed up to child dev with your diaper already wet?" Tara asked pointedly. I thought a bit at the question. I didn't really know to be honest. I had been taking full advantage of wearing diapers during my other classes for sure.

"I don't know," I admitted with a blush. Tara had moved closer, even though we were the same height and build, it felt like she towered over me. I shrunk as she scrutinized my actions.

"Once?" she pried.

"More," I answered begrudgingly.

"Twice?" I grimaced. "Three times?" I looked away. "More than three?"

"Probably," I admitted. "Probably more than ten."

"Alexi," Tara gave off a disappointed tone. "You know the professor is counting off every time you show up to class wet."

"What?" I said astonished. "I thought he would be giving me points. Don't people need to practice diaper changes." I was frustrated. I'm sure at this point everyone in the class had changed my diaper, maybe even twice. To think that I did all of that and still lost points.

"Alexi it's child development. He's going to take off points because you," she pointed to me for emphasis. "Left the baby," she gestured to me again. "In a wet diaper," she poked at my diaper again. "All day." I stepped back a bit as I got her meaning. Even though I was the baby I could still get points by practicing taking care of myself, and being lazy about changing my diaper wasn't exactly the greatest child care behavior. I threw a small tantrum as the information set in, stomping on the ground and grunting in frustration at the whole thing. I'm sure the whole display was adorable to Tara, but I didn't really care. I needed to get it out. With that done I sighed and composed myself. Tara was one step ahead of me on this front though. "So you should change your diaper before we go."

"I should," I agreed. I crossed my arms across my chest to retain as much dignity as possible with the words that were about to leave my mouth. "I'm not very good at changing myself though."

"Alexi," Tara gave a look that said 'I can't believe you.'

"It's not my fault," I said defensively. "I'm always the baby. I never get to change a diaper. People always change my diapers. I don't have any practice, that's all."

"You should have been practicing on yourself."

"Well I know that now!" I said louder than I meant to. There was a moment of tension until my yell cleared the room.

"Here's a thought," Tara said with a smile. "Let me change your diapers for you."

"What!" I protested. "I don't need you to change my diapers?" I said pulling my short dress down again.

"Alexi we don't have time for you to be pouty about this, and you know I'm right," Tara explained in aggravating calmness. "Maybe if you stop loosing points by showing up to class wet every day you'll stand a chance of not having the lowest grade in the class, and get out of being the baby."

"Yeah well," I hated how petulant I sounded, but I couldn't help it. This news had me worked up, and because I was so worked up Tara sounded like the calm adult while I was the child in the middle of a tantrum. "That doesn't mean you have to change me, I'll just change myself."

"Well that's fine if you want to risk losing some points for a poor tape job,"

"He takes off points for that too?" I whined. Tara nodded.

"Honestly at the rate you're going you need to be more worried about failing the class, having to take it again, and being the demo baby all of next semester too."

"Oh god I can't do this again next semester," I said in mild panic.

"Then lay down and let me change your diaper," Tara says calmingly. I know what she's doing. She's getting me all worked up and panicked so I'll be more likely listen to her. I know that she's doing that, but I also don't really have a choice. She's right on all counts. If I've really been hemorrhaging points like she says I'm doomed to repeat this class again. I need every point I can get which right now means listening to her. She has me right where she wants me. I know that and, maybe more concerningly, she knows that too. I hand Tara my backpack.

"I keep everything for child dev in the middle pocket," I pout and lay down on the bed as Tara opens the pocket, searching through it getting out the wipes and baby powder but stopping at the plain white diaper.

"Oh this won't do at all," She casually tossed the plain diaper away. "Hold on I have a better one from class I think."

"What's wrong with the plain one," I whine as Tara rummages through some containers under her bed.

"Do you want a diaper change or not," she chastised as she found what she was looking for. "Ah here we go." She held up a diaper that was sickeningly cute in its design, and was a favorite of my classmates whenever they were changing me. The design was pretty simple but exceedingly childish. It had a pink and blue design along the legs and at the center front of the diaper was a smiling cartoon bunny sitting in its own diaper. At the same place on the back of the diaper was the rear view of the same bunny, with its cotton tail poking adorably out of the back of the diaper. Along the center of the diaper was a pink line that would turn blue when wet. I couldn't deny it was cute, it's why I hated it when I was put in them. Tara walked over to me, setting the baby printed diaper beside me as she looked through my supplies again. She held up what she was looking for, a pacifier sized for me.

"The pacifier!" I complained. "You're not gonna make me..."

"You're being fussy, and we don't have time to deal with it. Either put your paci in or no diaper change." I gave her a knowing glare. She was definitely taking advantage of the situation, but I was out of options. So I opened my mouth to accept the soother when she offered it, laying back down and suckling on it with contempt. "There's a good girl," Tara cooed as she tossed my dress up.

"Nah a goo guh," the paci distorted my speech in the most childlike way possible.

"It's rude to not take compliments Alexi," Tara spoke while she worked. I rolled my eyes as I lifted my bottom for the sodden diaper to be removed and the new one placed under me. Part of me was still embarrassed about being naked while my diaper was changed, but I had been changed a lot in class. As a result a lot of that initial embarrassment was gone now. I wasn't perturbed enough to lose my pout as she cleaned up my privates and sprinkled baby powder on. "And there we go," she said with a smile as she secured the last tape on tightly. "You might even gain points for that one." I stood up still pouting. I went to take the pacifier out, but a gentle finger from Tara kept it in. "You can take it out when you're done pouting," She chided. I rolled my eyes but did as I was told suckling harder on the pacifier.

"Cli eh ohn ah les," I asked with a blush.

"I can't understand you like that sweetie," Tara brushed me off. I angrily fished out the pacifier clip from my backpack. If the thing was going to be stuck in my mouth it could at least be stuck in my mouth conveniently. "Oh your paci clip, that's a good idea sweetie." Tara removed the pacifier to work it into the clip, and I took my opportunity to complain in words she could understand.

"I feel like you're taking advantage of this mmmph," my opportunity was short lived as the pacifier was forced back in.

"I don't know what you're talking about dear. I'm just trying to help you not fail this class. I would think you would be more grateful. Unless you want be the baby for a whole other semester." I crossed my arms in the most stereotypical pout as she clipped the pacifier clip onto the collar of my dress. "Speaking of extra credit though, I know something that'll get you a ton." I watched as she went back over to her cupboard that she had kept the diaper in. I don't know what she had in mind but I had a feeling I wouldn't like it. I couldn't be more right as she revealed what she had retrieved.

It was oversized baby reins, not entirely unlike the ones I had already been wearing in class. A pink leather harness that would wrap around my chest, a circle decorated with an embroidered sheep would rest in the center of my chest once the thing was on. D-rings rested on both the front and sides of the harness, giving the caregiver the option to lead me from the front by a traditional lead or the back with reins. I found it incredibly suspicious that Tara even had this thing. It wasn't exactly like the one in and class which meant she must have bought her own. The pacifier in my mouth would keep me from really voicing my concerns directly. All I could give her was a look that I hoped translated all of my suspicions.

"If you show up to class in this you're bound to get a bump in your grade."

"No!" I said firmly dropping the pacifier out of my mouth and letting it be caught be the pacifier clip. "This whole outfit is one thing, but being walked around campus on a leash?"

"Oh please Alexi you're blowing it out of proportion," Tara spoke as if she were right though I felt pretty confident she wasn't. "You already walked around campus in your adorable little baby outfit, flashing that soggy diaper to everyone around. It's not like this is going to make you look more baby."

"That's not the issue," I said between my teeth. Most of my protests were caught in my throat as Tara described my walk around campus in baby clothes.

"You're right that's not the issue," Tara pivoted expertly. "The real issue is that you need extra credit, and this," she held up the harness for emphasis. "Is extra credit." Tara could tell I wasn't convinced. "Well if that doesn't convince you how about this," she got closer to me, almost whispering into my ear. "If you want me to keep changing your diaper before class, you're gonna put on the leash." I shrunk in her presence. She could get me to do whatever she wanted me to and she knew it. As long as I needed her to change my diapers, I was going to do whatever she said. "Put you paci back in and say yes ma'am," she said with a hint of menace. With utter resignation I put the pacifier back into my mouth.

"Yuh muh," I lisped out.

"Good girl," she smiled and patted me on the head. She immediately got to work wrapping the harness around me and securing it tightly. "I'm doing this for your own good I promise," she said as she tightened the straps. As she moved back to her little storage container I tried to fiddle with the straps myself. I had no idea how the thing worked, and couldn't really reach behind my back well enough to figure out without it being exceptionally obvious. I was stuck in the baby leash until she decided to let me out. "Just listen to me and I'll make sure you're not stuck as the baby next semester," Tara said clipping the single lead onto the front d-ring. "You know unless you want to be, and I'm happy to oblige if you are." I tried to formulate a response to that statement but before I could get it out of my mouth I was yanked by my leash toward the door. "Come on baby we don't want to be late for class."