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Chapter 9

Cassidy and Allyson looked at each other for a moment, the scene was pretty damming. Cassidy in the middle of cleaning a large stain in the carpet of her room, with a pile of soaked clothes nearby.

“Cassidy,” Allyson sighed in frustration.

“I’m sorry,” Cassidy blushed. “I was scrying with Callie, and I didn’t want to leave her and I …”

“Let’s just get this clean first,” Allyson cut Cassidy off. “I’ll take care of your clothes,” Allyson grabbed the pile of soaked clothes and wordlessly left the room.

Cassidy sighed and got back to work scrubbing at the puddle. That certainly wasn’t good, and there was definitely going to be ramifications to this. The best case scenario was that Cassidy would have an even harder time arguing her way out of diapers next time she was supposed to wear her dress, but she really doubted she was going to be able to get out of wearing diapers. Her anxiousness actually improved her cleaning though, and Cassidy had the spot mostly cleaned up by the time Allyson climbed back up into the room.

“I’ve got your clothes being washed,” Allyson said with a sigh.

“Thanks,” Cassidy said quietly.

“Cassidy,” Allyson said seriously.

“I know ok,” Cassidy said annoyed.

“So maybe this is something we need to be worried about yeah?” Allyson said in a more comforting tone.

“Yes,” Cassidy admitted begrudgingly.

“Well then,” Allyson said entering the room fully and sitting on Cassidy’s bed. “I know that you might want to take care of it when you get home, but until then we need to take precautions while you are here.” Cassidy knew where this was going but she couldn’t exactly argue with Allyson’s logic. It wasn’t a major surprise to Cassidy when Allyson revealed that she was hiding a diaper behind her back during the conversation.

“Nooooo,” Cassidy groaned as the thing finally came into view. It wasn’t even an adult one, it was one for Biscotti children. Printed with happy little suns and moons and fade when wet stars. Of course Cassidy could easily fit into Biscotti children's diapers, in fact these might even be too big for her.

“Cassidy I know this isn’t ideal for you, but we are very busy with the collaring, and you’re an important part of that now. We don’t have time to be worried with these …” Allyson paused to think of the best word, “accidents,” even Allyson winced at the word choice after she said it. Cassidy pouted at the word. Allyson continued before Cassidy could complain. “Now look I’ll be there looking after you, and trying to make sure you keep track of when you need to go or not.”

“Well why can’t that be enough?” Cassidy whined. “Why can’t we just keep a better eye on it?”

“Cassidy,” Allyson said mildly disappointed. “You know that’s not going to work. You couldn’t wait for your dress to be fitted, and just now you couldn’t make it to the end of a scrying. Keeping a better eye on it will help, but with all of the planning and rehearsals we are going to be doing you’re going to be busy for longer than a scrying or a dress fitting.” Cassidy pouted, once again unable to argue with the logic Allyson had. “If you think Brita is on edge now, wait til you see her when her flower girl’s dress is soaked. Do you really want to risk that?”

“I’m just,” Cassidy sighed in frustration. She was frustrated because everything Allyson had said was right and she couldn’t deny it. If she was in Brita’s position she’d be making her wear diapers too. This bladder issue of hers was only getting worse and at this rate it seemed like an almost guarantee that she would have an accident in the flower girl dress if she didn’t wear diapers. Diapers were the best solution, but she just really didn’t want it to be. Finally she spoke up articulating what was bothering her about the whole thing. “It’s just a lot,” Cassidy said sadly. “I’m not a kid anymore. I aged out years ago. And the diapers, and the dress, and being the flower girl.”

“Sweetie,” Allyson said gently. She scooted closer to Cassidy. “I don’t think this makes you a kid again. I think it makes you very grown up. You’ve got a problem, and you’re taking steps to help with the problem. I’m sorry that it all has to be so childish, but it’s the best solution for now.”

Cassidy couldn’t shake the feeling that Allyson spoke as if she was talking to a child. In fact Cassidy felt like she had heard similar conversations before. When young children went through a phase of wanting to be grownups before they were ready, usually after seeing a human child their age out of diapers, parents would often have to give them a similar talk. Allyson started to sense this and changed tactics somewhat.

“And think of it this way,” Allyson added positively. “I’m sure everyone will be so thankful for you going to such great lengths to make Brita’s collaring go off smoothly.”

“Yeah?” Cassidy said hopefully.

“Yeah,” Allyson said cheerfully. “I’m sure they’ll all appreciate it.” Cassidy wasn’t sure which option was worse. Having everyone think she was wearing diapers because she was having accidents, or having everyone think she just volunteered herself to go back to diapers just to have the outfit be authentic. Either way it seems she wasn’t getting out of diapers. “Now let’s lie down. I’ll help you into your diaper for bed.” Allyson spoke in a distinctly motherly tone.

“Right now?” Cassidy said shocked.

“We have to get going very early tomorrow,” Allyson checked her tone and reminded herself to speak to Cassidy like an adult. “We aren’t going to have time to clean up sheets if you have an accident while you sleep.” Cassidy turned away in a blush. After the conversation they just had Cassidy couldn’t really refuse the diaper. Allyson was right on every front, trying to get out of wearing it now would just be being pointlessly difficult.

“Do you not have something less,” Cassidy meekly gestured to the whole diaper.

“If we have time tomorrow we can see about getting you some adult ones dear,” Allyson gently moved Cassidy to where she was lying down on the bed. “This is just all I was able to find here, but I wouldn’t hold your breath though. I don’t think they make adult diapers in your size here.” Cassidy sighed in resignation, but spoke back up when Allyson made a move to remove her pajama pants. “Hey!” Cassidy protested.

“I was just going to help you change sweetie,” Allyson explained.

“I can get it myself.”

“Relax dear, I don’t mind helping.”

“I kinda mind,” Cassidy protested but Allyson shot her a look.

“Cassidy I change diapers all the time. I love taking care of kids. I don’t think you’ve ever changed a diaper much less put one on yourself. Am I wrong?” Cassidy blushed and turned away.

“No,” Cassidy said quickly.

“It’s not going to do any good if it’s not on right,” Allyson spoke confidently and just as confidently removed Cassidy’s pants. “Let me handle it for now. We’re all girls here you don’t need to be embarrassed.” Despite Allyson’s assurances Cassidy couldn’t help but be very much embarrassed as she was about to be changed into her first diaper since she was a kitten.

She grimaced as Allyson gingerly removed her panties. She left Cassidy naked for a moment, fluffing up the diaper a bit before putting it on Cassidy.

“Ok lift up,” Allyson said happily. Cassidy groaned but lifted her bottom up high with her legs, letting Allyson slide the diaper underneath her. The next part was always the most unpleasant, which is why Allyson did it quickly. She grabbed Cassidy’s tail and fed it through a tight hole in the back of the diaper. Cassidy couldn’t help but squirm a little as this happened, she always thought it felt weird. “I know dear, but you’re doing so good.” Allyson said cheerfully. Maybe she was getting a little into this. She always loved taking care of kids and Cassidy pretty much was one now. Allyson made an effort to keep her own tail from wagging as she moved on to wiping Cassidy’s diaper area.

Cassidy winced at the cold wipe, maybe more dramatically than she really needed to. She couldn’t help but be extra pouty about this whole situation. She was an adult being cared for like a child and being put into a diaper for bed because she would likely have an accident. The worst part was the part of her knew this was the best option. If she were in Allyson and Brita’s position she would be doing the same. She just really didn’t want to do this. She also didn’t want to stir up more of a fuss, so all she could do to protest was pout. This only made her feel more childish and she could tell that Allyson was struggling not to use her go to child friendly phrases with her, and even then they were very obviously getting through.

“And now we do our powder,” Allyson sang happily. Exactly how she would do to an actual child, her attempt to hide her child rearing mannerisms were failing. “And then tape you up all snug.” Allyson repeated what she was doing. Despite the theatrics the diaper change itself was fairly succinct and efficient.

Cassidy slowly raised herself up from her position lying down. As she was getting up Allyson suddenly felt embarrassed at her little routine changing Cassidy.

“I’m sorry dear,” Allyson apologized as Cassidy shyly stood up. She grabbed at her left arm with her right and her tail coiled around her leg.

“It’s fine,” Cassidy said quietly. “It was nice, it’s just.”

“I know dear,” Allyson fought the urge to hug her. Especially now, in nothing more than a diaper, Cassidy looked like a child, and Allyson wanted to hug her like she would a sad child, but she couldn’t. Cassidy wasn’t a child, so she had to give her her own space to deal with it. “I’ll just leave you to get ready for bed,” Allyson said leaving with a smile.

Cassidy breathed in and tried to get used to the new yet familiar thick feeling around her waist. All beastkin remembered their time in diapers, it was a byproduct of how late they stayed in them, so Cassidy got used to it very quickly. It was just how she remembered them. Thick, but soft. Snug, and constantly making small crinkling noises whenever she moved. It made her feel like a child again, which was something she very much wished she didn’t feel at this moment. It was inevitable though. It was hard to ignore the diaper on her. Children’s diapers were actually made to be noticeable. Loud and flashy to distinguish children from adults easier, and with extra expansion and fading shapes to know when they were wet. They were impossible to ignore by design. Which also meant that Cassidy couldn’t help but be constantly aware of the reality of the situation.

Trying her best to put it out of her mind Cassidy grabbed the shirt she had gotten out earlier, and grabbed her toothbrush to finish getting ready for bed. It felt weird to wear pants with her diaper, probably a holdover from her childhood, or maybe because with the diaper her pants were a little on the warm side. She had to get up early the next morning apparently and she would have a tough time sleeping, so she needed to get started on it now.

Allyson was watching in the room below, busying herself in the kitchen, as Cassidy descended from her room in nothing but a pajama shirt and her diaper. She must not have noticed Allyson as she was obscured a bit in the darkened kitchen. Allyson couldn’t help but let out a small but quiet coo at Cassidy. Despite how upset she was at her situation, Cassidy looked incredibly cute. As cute as the cutest puppy in similar attire but somehow her status as an adult made it even cuter.

As Cassidy started brushing her teeth Allyson had to stop herself from staring and retire to her own room. She was struggling even more to stop her maternal instincts form kicking in. Somehow it was even stronger with Cassidy than it normally was. She would have to think about those feelings on her own. Cassidy quickly shot a look behind her as she heard the hatch to Allyson’s room closing, but brushed it off as just a random noise, never knowing just how much Allyson was watching her.