Ravel had just left the bathroom, deciding to freshen up with a quick shower before her next stream, which was quickly approaching. She was just as eager to get the stream over with as she was to start it, though she was determined to not cut the stream short as well. The stream would be another day of waiting before her anticipated trip to the mall to pick up diapers, but it'd have to wait.
With that thought in her mind she moved to her bed to grab a pull-up, which had quickly become a normal routine for her post shower. It was while she was stretching out the sides of a Building Blocks print pull-up when her eyes moved over the open sample package containing her last remaining diaper.
She put the pull-up down and picked up the diaper. She had already crossed the bridge of wearing and using a diaper at the end of her last stream, but she was reminded of why Theo thought to include this sample at all. It was for her to wear during a stream so she wouldn’t have to get up to change. A pretty flimsy excuse, and not one Ravel really subscribed to, but it did get her thinking. She could wear a diaper during her stream and no one would really know. Theo said as much when they talked about it. She really wanted to wear the diaper, not for any particular reason, but because she just wanted to. The idea of doing a stream in a diaper and not have anyone know was weirdly exciting.
With a bit of a flutter in her tummy Ravel opened the diaper and spread it out on her bed. She had taken the time since her last attempt at diapering herself, which ended poorly, to watch an instructional video about how to diaper oneself. It was a particularly cute one by Bunny, another diaper streamer. Ravel remembered the video fondly as Bunny was putting a diaper over underwear to get around any potential terms of service violations. She made numerous charged comments about being in big girl undies and how rare that was for her, and that hit home for Ravel.
Regardless of the feelings stirred by Bunny’s comments, Ravel did leave the video with a better understanding of how to put a diaper on, and so was able to tape this diaper on much more snuggly than the last. Ravel involuntarily ran her hands over the diaper, hearing it crinkle and feeling it on her body. She fell in love with diaper with a poor taping job, now that her tape job was competent, she loved the diaper even more. It was snug and soft and added a satisfying bulk to her waist and the space between her thighs.
She had to stop herself from exploring too much, she did have a stream to get to. She quickly picked out an outfit for streaming. A big plain t-shirt and some baggy sweat pants. Nothing impressive, but it would effectively hide her diaper. She took a moment to admire herself in a mirror before nodding and moving to her computer.
The rush of activities that happened before starting a stream meant Ravel forgot that she was even wearing a diaper. Once she had everything set to go Ravel made sure that all her potential mods were standing by. They all were. Ravel quickly grabbed the diaper at her waist, giving her a bit of a reminder before she officially pressed the go live button.
After a brief minute of intro music, the stream faded in to Bandsy’s face and she greeted the stream with a smile and wave.
“Welcome welcome everyone,” Bandsy sang. “I know it’s been a minute since our last stream, and that last stream was a big one. I’m sorry for keeping everyone waiting but ya gurl had some serious adulting to do, which I know might be hard to believe after that last stream.” Bandsy gave a small laugh. “We’ll get into that later though. First, we do have some housekeeping to do.” Bandsy paused for a moment and it was just enough time for a donation to come in.
“Wow thanks for the donation NauticalMom who says: ‘Diaper check?’” Bandsy rolled her eyes. “Come on guys we just got started. Well, if you must know, I’m wearing a discrete pull-up and it is dry and that’s all you’re getting on this stream,” Bandsy ever so slightly blushed at the lie she just told. “That’s the only diaper check you’re getting too. Really you all wasted it by using it so early. In like an hour when I might be wet and might get all embarrassed by it, you’re not gonna know cuz you wasted your one check now. Rip bozo.” Bandsy took a moment to look smug into the camera while chat scrolled with a ton of skull and death emojis.
“Like I was saying we have housekeeping to do,” Bandsy said sternly. “Namely that, unfortunately, Mickey will no longer be a mod and won’t be a regular on stream any more. Everyone please posts your F’s and sadges in the chat.” Bandsy was comedically solemn as chat gleefully flooded with the appropriate emotes.
“Mickey is working to get an actual job,” Bandsy explained. “So, he doesn’t really have the time to work on the stream any more, and really it was unfair of me to lean on him so much.” Bandsy left out the fact that another reason he wanted out was her shift into diaper related content. There was some information that chat was better off not knowing.
“But I am currently, as we speak, trying out some new potential mods. So don’t go thinking that just cuz Mickey isn’t here ya’ll can act a fool. With that being said, mods, please mute any diaper check messages or donos for the rest of the stream.” This was met with a cacophony of angry emotes. “Calm down everyone. Anyone who sends in a diaper check message is still getting their shout out I’m just not reading em. So just send in a different message, Goramar.” Bandsy looked into the camera here as she called out someone specific who had just sent in such a message. “Thank you for your donation and your message which I will not read.”
“Back on track here. We’ve got some new mods we’re trying out today. Please be nice, but not too nice cuz I do have to test them you know,” Bandsy smirked. “’First a sponsor stream now mod abuse you are making it big.’” Bandsy read a message. “Hey you know you have to act for the job you want. All those successful streamers make fun of their mods maybe there’s something to that. ‘Not the diaper streamers, they get spanked.’” Bandsy read another message. “Good thing I’m not a diaper streamer, I’m a pull-up streamer,” Again Bandsy quietly smirked at the lie she just told. True to what Theo had said no one seemed to be aware that she was lying.
“We’re moving on from that though and that fits right into our next bit of housekeeping and that’s about all this diaper streamer junk. Now I know that I’m big in with Stuffie’s right now, and I’ve been kind of embracing that. We had that whole last stream where we played into it and I'm not gonna pretend that wasn't fun. Despite all of that though, we’re still a gaming stream here. I’m cool with some of this stuff, but I don’t want all of chat and dono messages to be taken up with diaper checks and stuff ok. You can have a little bit of it, but if you start going crazy mods are going to step in, just use some common sense here guys. There will probably be some other streams where you can go ham with that kinda thing but for these gaming streams let’s keep it chill please.”
“Now for the fun housekeeping, today we’re going to be playing good ol faithful Call of Honor today. Just a classic Bandsy gaming stream. Get hype everyone.” Bandsy hit a few keys on her keyboard and her stream layout shifted from her taking the whole screen to just a small corner on the bottom right and the game taking up the rest of the space.
“Now that everything’s out of the way I can tell you about the adulting I did,” Bandsy said starting the multiplayer. “Ya gurl has a car now,” Bandsy smiled as the matchmaking found her a game. She noted as she was loading in a few cheeky messages asking if she was old enough to drive, or if babies could drive. She took this moment to not engage as well as test her mods. She left a quick message in the mod chat as well, more for a test than being bothered. As she thought about it, the idea of not being allowed to drive because she was a baby was pretty fun. The sound of the match starting woke her from her thoughts and brought her attention to the fact she had gone quite for a moment.
“Sorry about that, lost in thought, but yeah I got wheels now,” Bandsy’s attention was now notably divided as she was paying attention to her game as well as chat, but she was able to catch a few messages. “This is my first car actually,” Bandsy said after reading a chat. “29 believe it or not. Maybe I don’t really look it, but I’m scraping pennies together over here. Well, less so since Stuffie’s started paying.” Bandsy had to ignore chat for a few minutes as she started a bit of a kill streak in the game, but started reading again after someone finally put an end to her rampage. “’Does Stuffies pay that much?’” Bandsy read another message. “I mean it’s more like I’m getting paid at all honestly. ‘How can you afford streaming?’ I duuno man ramen noodles and living in a box I guess. I’m just glad I’m starting to get out of that you know.” Bandsy read chat again and saw a message that read “From ramen noodles to baby food.” Bandsy couldn’t help but crack a smiled at that one, but also saw that it was quickly removed by TurkeyHen. Bandsy was glad that the modding was effective, but part of her wanted to engage with that message. That kind of banter was pretty fun. Maybe in a later stream. “I am super stoked about it. I can’t tell you how sick I was of asking Mickey and my other friends for rides all the time. ‘He’ll prob make you drive him around as payback.’ Hey don’t give him any ideas, he’s probably still watching.”
“We got a new donation for GrumpyPumpkin who says ‘Bandsy cab lets go!’ Maybe, but I doubt ya’ll are gonna be in bum fuck Alabama to get me as your doober driver. What are my plans?” Bandsy blushed a bit at the question. The hidden diaper she was wearing reminded her what her plan was. “No big plans honestly,” Bandsy lied. “I mean it’s not like I’m gonna drop everything for a cross country road trip. Though that would be a dope stream now that I think about it. Might do that later but right now I’m just gonna do boring things like drive to the card shop the next town over,” Bandsy said that part with a dramatic flair, laughing as she did. “Another donation by MGTKing: ‘If you think you’re broke now wait til you get to a card shop.’ True. Thankfully for me I don’t have the attention span for tcgs. Got brain rot from all the Call of Honor. It’s why I’m a streamer instead of a job that lets me afford a car. ‘But streaming does afford you a car.’” Bandsy read the message out then paused. They had a point. Even for as much as she invested in it, she still felt, subconsciously, that streaming wasn't a “real job.” It got her a car which was more than her actual “real job” ever did, and it was only doing that because …
Bandsy wiggled, feeling the diaper move against her. As she did, she felt a serendipitous urge to pee. The timing here was too perfect, as the game had also ended right at that moment. The ending of the game would mask whatever weird movements she made while she subtlety wet her diaper.
“Eeey there we go chat!” Bandsy exclaimed excitedly as the victory screen popped up with fanfare while she felt her diaper grow noticeably warm. The sensation faded quickly as the diaper did it’s job, but it was noticeably thicker after the deed was done. Bandsy subtly wiggled as she tried to silently enjoy the sensation. Whether it was the sensation itself, or the fact that she was doing it without her chat noticing, but the sensation was very enjoyable. “All right lets run it back chat,” Bandsy said making an effort to power through the powerful urges she was feeling, which only served to exacerbate those feelings.
Bandsy was able to continue her stream, making an effort to stay well hydrated so that she might use her diaper again before the stream ended. Aside from that though the stream was successful but utterly average, and the only person that knew she was excitedly filling her pants was Bandsy. She was able to go again toward the end of her stream, she struggled to go while she was in the middle of a long kill streak, and impressed herself that she was able to do so while keeping the streak going. Despite the success she took that as a sign to end the stream.
“Ok everyone I think that’s gonna be the end this time,” Bandsy said with a stretch, the now twice wet diaper feeling noticeably wet as she did. “What was out final ratio this time? Anyone keeping track?” Bandsy scanned her chat and saw a message from one of her potential mods, MilesPrower. “Ten and two, thank you Miles. Buttering me up for bonus points huh?” Bandsy smirked as MilesPrower posted a gif response of a lady laughing nervously. “That’s pretty good. I still got it, don’t’ you forget,” Bandsy pointed at the screen. “Since we’re leaving and you all have behaved, well you behaved or my mods are doing amazing jobs.” Bandsy paused and gave the camera an accusatory look. “You can get one more diaper check message. Who’s gonna be the one to send it …” Before Bandsy could even finish the donation came in. “Here we go from GonnaMunchaBanana: ‘Diaper check.’ Well,” Bandsy looked at the camera for dramatic effect. “Soaked." She said simply before quickly moving on. "Ok good night, everybody,” Bandsy quickly closed the stream which moved on to a chill outro music as her chat filled with exclamations.
Ravel giggled coyly at the response as she felt the diaper between her legs. Even at the end she was lying. If she were in a pull-up she would be soaked, but the diaper she was actually in was far from soaked even after two uses. It could handle one more at least. It felt like some kind of black magic. She could go through a marathon stream and then some without needing a diaper change.
“Naughty girl you!” Ravel found her inner mommy voice scolding her. “Not very nice of you to lie to all of your viewers about being a big girl and wearing pull-ups, though at least you were honest about being soaked.” Even the fantasy voice in her head was only playfully chastising her here. “Well, if you think you’re doing anything in that diaper before it’s full to bursting you have another thing coming.” Bandsy bit her lip. “Nuh uh uh, no fussing little baby,” the fantasy voice reacted to nonexistent fussing. Bandsy gave a tell-tale exhale, squirming a bit before filing the fantasy away in her mind to be brought out later when her diaper was full to bursting. After all she did have to see how much these diapers could hold … for science of course.
With that taken care of, or at least set up to be taken care of later, Ravel turned her mind to her little competition. She glanced at her streams chat and mod history to see exactly what all had been happening. The mods had been busy, or two of them had been. BTurner didn’t seem to be interested at all but the competition between TurkeyHen and MilesPrower was intense. A series of deleted messages and a few quick minute time outs were their work, and the relatively mature tone of the chat and the stream were the fruits of that work. Honestly MilesPrower would probably get the win just for keeping up with her win loss ratio, it was just that close, but at least her two picks were obvious. Ravel got up with the sensation of a job well done. She was tempted by her bed, and the vibrator in her bedside table, but was reminded of the chastising inner mommy voice and instead went to refill her bottle of water instead.
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T. Mallory: Excellent job everyone.
S. Miles: Appreciated.
T. Henrey: It’s a little weird to say “job well done” to something so mundane.
B. Turner: Mundane was the goal.
T. Henrey: That is true, just a weird feeling.
S. Miles: Safe to say we’re in though.
T. Mallory: And we may be able to leverage that soon.
S. Miles: We’ll have to see how she reacts to you upgrading her diapers.
T. Henrey: Again, a situation where the mundane response is what we want.
T. Mallory: Well now you guys are closer than me. Keep me posted if she says anything about it, and I’ll do the same.
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