/abdl/ - Adult Baby - Diaper Lover★

He gestured towards what she assumed was the lobby of the inn. Dark wood floors met forrest green painted walls, and what must have been wall mounted oil lamps at one point had been converted to regular light fixtures. Somebody along the way had put candle imitating bulbs into them. “How cute” Hexley thought, it definitely added to the authenticity the building held. A grand staircase took up one end of the room splitting halfway up and connecting to the second floor banister on either side. Near the door she’d just walked through, a small desk was set into the wall with a computer and hand painted lettering above it that read: Check-in. “Who handles incoming customers here?” she asked. Looking surprised at the question Aaron replied “Well it’s usually Johnny, our day clerk, but he only works 4 days a week. The other days Management, so you would take care of it during the day. Julie is our night gal and she’s…. always here at night.” She took note of the way he mentioned Julie but decided to move on knowing she would see for herself later. “Anyways I suppose you want to get out of those soaked pants, that was a nasty puddle you fell into.” She blushed almost forgetting the cold creeping feeling of water spreading against her backside, it having soaked into her panties along with the slacks causing her to feel extremely uncomfortable. “Yeah, I’ve got more clothes in my suitcase.” she tilted her head towards the luggage in her hand. “Ok straight upstairs to your room then, after that we’ll show you around the place and you can meet the staff. They walked together up the grand staircase and down one of the side hallways. “Pretty much all the staff lives here save for some of the night crew, the owner and… Ms. Walpurgisnacht.” Hearing another weird pause giving a name, Hexley couldn’t let it go. “That's one hell of a name, who’s she?” Aaron stiffened, recognizing his mistake. “She’s the head housekeeper, and between the last manager and you, she’s been running the place. We all call her Ms. Nacht at the very least. She insists that we properly respect her with her last name since she’s been here longer than the rest of us. No one is quite sure how long though.” Aaron stopped at what must’ve been her room, grand double doors separating her from her new living arrangements. To the left was a door that read Management while hers read SR1.

“What does SR1 mean?” she asked quizzically. “Staff room one” Aaron replied, “like I said most of us live here, I mean a job with a place to live like this, I’m surprised anybody would give that up. Your office is next door here and I’m over in SR5 if you need any help figuring the place out. Change up and we’ll get you a tour of the facilities and you can meet the staff that's here. Hexley pushed through the double doors into a slightly dusty master bedroom. A huge four poster bed sat at one end of the room, on the other side was a dresser and a decently sized T.V. on a stand. She pulled the doors closed behind her, assuring that they were secure. Lowering her slacks warily, still unsure of the room as her own space, she peeled her soaked panties away from her rear and dropped them along with her slacks. Hexley cringed at the feeling of the cold wetness remaining on her skin. She stood bottomless for a moment, wondering what to do with her soiled clothing. A few seconds of examination revealed a door hidden on the other side of the massive bed, finding, to her pleasant surprise, that it lead to a gorgeous pristine white bathroom. A deep clawfoot bathtub sat invitingly to the side. Hexley eyed it excitedly, anticipating the wonderful soak the would eventually enjoy.  Against another wall was a laundry hamper, which she deposited her muddy clothes into and walked back out to her suitcase. She pulled a pair of lace lined white panties covered in black polka dots from her bag and wiggled her hips into the delicate garment. Next she pulled out a pair of jeans, everything else was simple skirts and sweatpants for relaxation; her slacks really were the most professional bit of clothing she owned. Hexley stuffed herself into the jeans, remembering the way this particular pair hugged her ass, while she pondered what to do next.

A tour with Aaron.

A meet and greet with the staff.

Start moving her possessions in, its kinda late and she could start work tomorrow.

Explore without Aaron, what better way to learn the place?

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>>69256

I vote for

Have Aaron give us tour (he's the only one we know and he knows the place) and meet and greet with the staff.(as management you need at least the names and faces are the people who will be working under you)

>>69297

They literally said voting is closed lol

>>69530

Aaron's shouts caused her to jump in the dark. They sounded far off, almost as if he was in the main hall. She turned to leave the room and meet him out there so as not to make her tour guide wait. By this time her eyes had semi-adjusted to the darkness. A bed with bars sat on the far end of the room while an odd standing desk took up one wall. Dark shapes littered the floor along with one huge box that sat opposite the desk; through the dark she could barely make out bright neon pink walls. “What a weird room.” she thought, “Obviously it needs to be cleaned and the colors are so different from the rest of the…”

“HEXLEY”

Another yell rang from wherever Aaron was and she snapped out of her runaway train of thought. She closed and locked the door behind her as she made her way back to the main hall. When she opened the mystery door out of the strange hallway she saw Aaron with his back turned. He was about to walk down another hallway looking for her. She closed the door shouting after Aaron. “Hey! Sorry I was looking around, figured with this map I could figure the place out pretty well.” Aaron looked at her like she’d grown an extra head. “And you were exploring… the coat closet?” She adjusted her pants against the weight of the keys and looked back at the door- it had moved. Now it was next to the front desk. where the mystery door had once stood was now the same hallway arch that led to all the others. She hadn’t even noticed the shift upon her exit. “No, the… under renovation hallway….” Hexley tried to stutter out the words of her explanation to her new employee. He looked at her with intense confusion, eyeing the map in her hand. She realized that this might be the explanation she needed. “Look here, this map shows this hallway as being under renova….” She cut her words short when she saw that the blueprints no longer showed the same marked off hallway, instead replaced by a normal guest hallway. She dropped her head in despair. “Never mind, let's just keep on the tour.” Her tour guide stared for a moment but decided to let it go. “Well I see you found your manager’s keys; those will unlock anywhere in the place and you have all the originals. I know it’s a lot but you’re in charge of the whole place.” They walked back to the doors under the stairs, straight to the kitchen. The entire place shined with chrome and white tile. It was a fully set up commercial grade kitchen, with all the latest appliances; staff milled around, cooking and working at a steady pace. Hexley gestured doubtfully, “Do we really need a kitchen this big, it seems like overkill.” Aaron’s response cleared all her doubt away. “We have the biggest gathering-slash-dining hall in all of Parafax. We also have 24 hours a day on call room service and The House of Leaves doubles as a four star restaurant.”

Hexley looked again at the kitchen feeling amazed at what she had rushed into managing. A woman about her height walked towards the two of them. she was pleasantly plump in the hips, breasts, and bottom. Her red hair was tied in a messy bun atop her head; she juxtaposed Hexley’s thin figure in all the right ways. The woman owned the room, and moved around each cook and counter with a graceful half turns. She stopped in front of them and her piercing blue eyes examined Hexley for a moment. She had a pleased smile on her face when she began to speak. “Aaron, who’ve you brought me? She looks like a stiff wind would blow her over.” The woman placed one hand on her hip and poked at Hexley’s stomach with the other.

Hexley responded indignantly “Hey, don’t poke at your new manager like that!”

Aaron chuckled, “She’s right Elizabeth, I wouldn’t mess with the new ringmaster of this little circus. Anyways Hexley, Elizabeth is the head chef here and one of the best damn cooks this side of the… well anywhere. As a bonus, because you work here you eat for free and the House of Leaves is proud to offer so many different menu options it’ll make your head spin. If you need any food just ask and Lizzie’s cooks are happy to make you whatever you want day or night. Hell if you’re nice to her Lizzie might even let you cook in here.” The head chef giggled at both of them, and gestured back at the kitchen. “Well boss lady, my staff, my kitchen, and most importantly my food are all yours. Heck, maybe we’ll put some meat on your bones.” Hexley laughed "Thanks Elizabeth I’m sure I'll be seeing you a lot. Just let me know if there’s anything I can do for you.” Elizabeth nodded to her and turned back to the staff, continuing her work. Obviously she had a schedule to keep.

>>69531

Aaron continued to show Hexley the back of the house, including the boiler room and laundry areas. “The housekeeping staff will take care of your room and laundry unless you ask them not to, but they really don’t mind. Less work for them, I suppose.” They were heading back to the main hall while she tugged against the key ring’s weight again. It was near the end of the tour when a pressing urge struck Hexley. “Hey Aaron, can we head back? I think I should start unpacking and whatnot plus, I have to… uh… use the bathroom.” Aaron nodded and led her back to the staff hallway at her request. Just before they reached her door, a tall woman stopped them. She towered over Aaron at what must have been an impressive 6’4”. Jet black hair flowed from her head and she wore a tight black and white maid outfit. Its skirt stopped a fair bit above the knee with a flash of her thigh just visible before shiny latex thigh highs covered the rest of her leg.

Aaron stopped short upon seeing her. “ Hello Ms. Walpurgisnacht, I was just showing our new manager around.”

Hexley couldn’t help but notice how formal her tour guide was with the head of housekeeping in comparison to the head chef. She stuck her hand out, and then up towards the woman. She didn’t even look at Hexley while she addressed Aaron. “Ah ja is zis small girl zee new manager?” Hexley answered her before Aaron could; “Yes Ms. Walpurgisnacht, I’m the new manager and I’d really appreciate if you would address me directly.”

The towering maid turned her eyes to Hexley, dark pools encompassing all of Hexley’s features in a quick movement, Ms. Nacht had made her judgements in that moment. “Fair enough, Hexley. You speak your mind, I belieffe you und I vill get along vell.” Ms. Nacht shook Hexley's hand with a strong grip. " If you vill excuze me I haffe verk to get to." They separated and headed down diverging paths.

As they were walking away Hexley felt that something was wrong- it was only for a moment- and before she could figure out what it was her pants slipped away from her hips onto the ground. Her thin white polka dot panties were exposed to both Aaron and the stern maid behind her.

Hexley Screamed “OH GOD! OH NO! DON’T LOOK!”

She moved to pull her pants back up, bending her knees, when a sudden pain in her abdomen overtook her. Hexley heard whispering from somewhere and she felt her body stop moving, at the same time she felt her bladder release. Warm liquid first stained the white cotton of her patterned panties, then started dripping into her jeans. The flow seemed endless as a drip turned into a full on stream and Hexley was wetting herself without control. She tried to clench every muscle she could or stop the flow, but to know avail. Aaron stared next to her in shock and she felt Ms. Nacht’s eyes glued to her rear. The flow slowed to a trickle, then nothing as Hexley finally stopped peeing. She stood frozen for a solid minute before pulling up her pants, hoping the whole world would disappear. Through tears she looked back at her two onlookers “I’m going to my room to clean up, we’ll talk tomorrow.”

Ms. Nacht stopped her before she could move out of the warm puddle. “Oh nein you don't, I haffe to clean zat up und I can't haffe you making mezes all offer zee place.You vill come vith me.” Aaron glared at the maid. “Jesus Walpurgisnacht, give her a break, this has to be hard. Hexley why don’t you clean up, there’s still plenty of daylight left; I can help you move your stuff in so you can set up your room, or I can get somebody else to move your bags while I take you to meet the rest of the staff. We’ll just pretend this whole thing never happened no matter what you choose.” Hexley sniffled and thought about what to do.

1.Go with Ms. Walpurgisnacht, she seems to have a way to fix this.

2.Clean up and have Aaron help you move your stuff in.

3.Clean up and have someone else moves your bags in and meet the rest of the staff.

4.Clean up and go to bed, this has been too much.

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Option 1: Go with Ms. Walpurgisnacht

Hexley moved towards her room. “I'll go with Ms.Walpurgisnacht. Aaron, would you please still have somebody grab my bags and such and get them into the room? I'm going to go get changed… again.” Ms. Nacht called after her, “You apzolutely vill not, come vith me zis insdant und I vill fix your problem.” Hexley was shocked that this woman had given her such an order. She wanted so badly to walk away from the both of them, to go change out of the warm damp cloth clinging to her nethers.

Despite that intense desire she blinked and found herself following Ms. Walpurgisnacht. She didn't remember turning, or taking the 5 steps towards the maid. Again here the whole world had shifted around her without her noticing mid-shift. Hexley looked back to Aaron as she walked away. He was shaking his head in confusion, like what just happened in front of him made no sense. Aaron looked up at Hexley and shrugged. "He must have decided it was nothing." Hexley thought, "Maybe it wasn't." He pulled a Walkie Talkie from his pocket. “Hey Samantha, I need your help, grab a baggage cart.” Hexley was too far away to hear the garbled response from the other end.

Ms. Nacht led her out and down the stairs to the main hall again. With every step she felt her piss sodden clothes squish and squelch. “Are we almost there?” The question almost sounded like she was whining. Hexley hadn't intended to say it that way; especially with the intimidating tower of a woman walking ahead of her. She was worried that she might’ve sounded like a petulant child, and despite her young age she was still the boss here, so she should act like it. "Ve are almost zere dear Hexley; it is zat door zere."

Where she pointed Hexley saw a door, THE door.

“STAFF ONLY” said the door.

It had returned, again blocking a hallway where ten minutes ago, she’d been shown by Aaron another normal hallway of guest rooms.

Ms. Nacht held the door open for her, attempting to usher her into the corridor that seemed dimmer than every other hall in the hotel. Hexley stood firmly where she was and stared straight at the housekeeper, even forgetting about her wet pants for a moment. Maybe Aaron wasn't aware of this hallway, but this damn woman sure was. Hexley was uncomfortable and embarrassed beyond belief, but her desire to understand this shifting hallway was reignited. So many questions: What is this Hallway? Why is it Staff Only? Why does it say under renovation on the map when as far as Hexley could tell the place was just as put together as the rest of the hotel? How had the housekeeper opened the door without a key? Why the hell did it appear and disappear at a moments notice? “Ms. Walpurgisnacht, what is this section of the Hotel? I saw on my map it said “Under Renovation”, but when I explored earlier I saw that this hallway looked almost all the way done if not completed.” Hexley tried an inconspicuous question first. It felt like the easiest way instead of asking hard questions and accusing the housekeeper of supernatural fuckery.

Ms. Nacht still seemed caught off guard. She turned her head slightly towards the open hallway, almost as listening to something behind her. Hexley heard the same whispery wind caused by the draft in the hallway she'd experienced earlier followed by the head maid's answer.

"Vell, You kot mein map I left on your desk, und you explored ein little, excellent! Zis hallvay is for cusdomers vo request special zerffices or haffe special needs, all vich zee Houze of Leaffes are happy to proffide.” She ushered Hexley, who felt unsatisfied by Walpurgisnacht’s answer, into the dim maw a second time.. If she were to follow her, maybe she could figure out what this moving hallway was. “Through here und zee first door on zee left.” Hexley moved from the well-lit Main hallway to the dim side hall and finally a dark room; each doorway seemed like a portal to a darker world. She waited for Ms. Nacht to illuminate the mystery room she’d been led to knowing she would just helplessly paw at a light switch she could not find. The dark felt thick almost like a fog; she felt like she was breathing in smoke it was so thick. Hexley shifted uncomfortably in her moist panties, the wetness had lost the mildly pleasant warmth. becoming cold and damp against her. “Velcome to zee special room. ve vill come here veneffer zis happens to you akain.” Hexley scoffed, knowing that this wouldn't happen again and whatever fix was applied here was precautionary at best. Warm light lit the dark room suddenly from a central bulb. Hexley was dissatisfied to find that foggy feeling hadn't left her, almost like that feeling at 10 AM at an office job and you've still not had any coffee. Her brain was foggy, not the room. At least now she could finally take a good look around this mystery room.

It was a normal hotel room, Bed, Television, dresser, and… changing table? It took the place of a desk in the room and was loaded with everything that you'd expect like diapers, powder, and baby wipes. The odd thing about it was how big it was, the table was built large enough to easily withstand somebody Ms. Nacht’s size. Everything with it seemed up-sized too. Thick plastic rectangles that Hexley assumed were diapers were laying folded underneath in a cornucopia of colors and designs. She felt mesmerized by all the patterns in front of her; it was only amplified by the foggy feeling in her head and…the…whispering…behind…her. Then the room went silent and her eyes drifted down… her pants were gone, leaving her soaked panties exposed to the housekeeper! The white cotton was damp and see-through from her accident and they clung to her privates. It made it seem like rather than wearing underwear her skin was paler around her bottom and covered with black polka dots. They even felt a little tighter, like they were squeezing her bottom.

“Hey, where did my pants go?!” Hexley turned frantically and her eyes landed on the house keeper holding her pants. “Come on now iz time to ket you into zee schower pleaze schtrip und vasch yourzelf. I vill find you new clothes for ven you're done.” Hexley crossed her arms and stood defiantly. “What? No! How’re you going to fix this? I just want to clean up.” Ms. Walpurgisnacht turned away from her and walked towards the door. "You vill find out, put first you must be clean. Leaffe your ruined clothes in zee hamper und I vill be pack to help you ven you are done." Saying this, she walked out and shut the door behind her.

Hexley was alone in a strange room that shouldn’t exist with a strange piece of furniture that didn't make sense. She walked to the door, only to find it locked with no way to unlock it from this side. “What the fuck kind of hotel room is this?”

Hexley thought “I-I guess I don’t have a choice.” She went to the bathroom attached to the room. It looked almost the same as hers with a claw-foot bath and pristine white tiling.

Hexley removed her moist panties first, struggling to pull them away. Why did they feel so tight? After she finally pulled them loose she stepped into the deep bathtub, cranking the hot water.

Rinse, Lather, Scrub, Rinse.

She repeated this process 3 times. Usually Hexley would take her time, enjoy the heat against her back and the steamy room opening her pores and rejuvenating her. Now, however, she just felt like she needed to be clean.

Rinse, Lather, Scrub, Rinse.

She stepped out of the claw foot tub to find a warm towel waiting for her on the towel bar, almost like it was fresh from the dryer. Hexley dried herself, feeling like she was missing something odd about this room too. She caught it on her second look around, this bathroom was all bath. There was no sign of a toilet or anywhere to install one.

"Maybe with the changing table it's all diapers…." Hexley had no idea what to think about this strange hotel or this mysterious hallway; it would take more digging and investigation. For now she would just have to go along with the maid's plan.

When she walked out to the main room where Hexley found Ms. Nacht waiting for her. In one hand was a pair of slacks and underwear in the other she had a small bundle. “Vell I found zeez in your hamper, it zeems zis is not your first accitent, is it?”

They stood across from each other, almost like a standoff. The maid’s height and the fact that she wasn’t nude behind a towel made her imposing compared Hexley’s small frame. She stuttered her response. “N-no I ju-just slipped in a puddle.”

Ms. Walpurgisnacht shook her head and closed the distance between Hexley and herself. She looked down at the freshly showered girl and pulled her towel away in one swift motion.

“Hey!” Hexley screamed “What the hell do you think you’re doing?! You can’t do this to me!” Hexley covered what little her hands could and blushed. The towering maid moved again, this time down onto her knees, putting herself almost eye level with Hexley's privates. “Relax, is nothing zat I hafe not zeen before." When the R in relax rolled off Ms. Nacht's tongue She really did relax. Why would this be weird? Why fight this woman trying to help? "Now sdep in for me.” Hexley looked down to see a simple adult overnight pull-up open and ready for her. A thin padding lined the bottom while elastic sides stretched out in the housekeepers hands. Hexley lifted one foot then the other, stepping in before her brain could register what her body was doing.

Walpurgisnacht stood, pulling the garment up as she did so. She pulled it tight against Hexley’s privates and bottom “Nethgit” she whispered.

“Wait, What?” Hexley said, unsure of what Ms. Nacht had said while she finished adjusting the overnight briefs. They were white and simple like you'd find in any drug store, but the mild padding would offer protection against any accidents that threatened to ruin Hexley's pants. They felt tight, almost as if they fit like her favorite panties. The padding felt soft against her bottom and pussy, and she liked how comforting the softness was. “It’d be better if it was wet.” She thought. “Wait, why did she think that? Why would she ever think that?” Ms. Nacht interrupted her thoughts

"Okay, now I hafe left you clothes, you get drezed und meet me in zee main hall, I’ll tell you vat management progects I vas vorking on und zend you off." Ms. Nacht fixed her skirt, stood up straight, and walked out of the room. Hexley felt like the fog in her brain left along with the departure of the head housekeeper.

She still felt suspicious and weirded out by this whole Hotel. With this woman who seemed to have a power over her waiting, she would have to find time to figure this place out without anybody knowing to avoid interference. She looked to the folded garments on the bed. It was a white button up shirt and a pair of jeans, much like the ones she’d been wearing before. The differences were obvious in these new clothes; colorful flower patches adorned the rear pockets of the jeans and the shirt's collar and shoulders had ruffles accenting them. They were a more childish version of her clothes from before. The bra matched, looking bland compared to her sexy lacy bras that she’d normally wear.

The padded brief ruffled as she moved and she found it hard to ignore as the fabric was slightly thicker than anything she normally wore and the plastic outer lining made noise no matter how she moved. Hexley pulled the clothes on, hoping that the crinkle was muffled better than she thought it was. "It's only that loud in your head Hexley calm down." She wanted to get out of this room as quick as she could, without the semi buzzed feeling from before the whole place felt wrong to her.

She stepped back into the hall wearing her new clothes, the Mary Jane shoes Walpurgisnacht left her clicking against the floor. Looking between the door and the rest of the darkness that swallowed the hallway, Hexley's curious thoughts crept up again. What was this hallway? How had Walpurgisnacht tricked her into this pull up? Why did she feel no urge to take it off? “Maybe she’s right, I mean that accident was really sudden, if nothing else it can’t hurt to wear for now. It’s thin enough that nobody should notice, except for maybe the sound.” Hexley wiggled her hips to test the loudness of the crinkle again, It seemed loud to her but she was listening for it. If nobody was listening for that specific sound she'd probably be okay. The dim stretch of hallway beyond the door she just walked out of seemed longer than all the other hallways. From here she couldn’t even see the end through the darkness.

“Out.”

The same wind blew around, sounding her almost like a voice. “This draft is crazy, if this wasn’t some weird non-existent hallway, I’d say I should focus on fixing it.”

Hexley walked through the door and out to the main hall to find Walpurgisnacht standing there chatting with a woman in a bellhop uniform. Long blond hair spilled from her small round hat, almost reaching her plump rear. The front of her uniform stretched tight on a pair of breasts that Hexley could hardly believe were real. Her massive D cup breasts bounced as the girl swayed and giggled while she talked with the head housekeeper. She was smaller than Ms. Walpurgisnacht height wise, but so were most people. She still had a good four inches on Hexley.

"…brought forth zee itea…" Ms. Nacht ended her sentence early when she noticed her new manager walking up. "Ah, Hexley velcome back! Zis is Zamantha, our regular daydime bellhop. Sche is great rezource for remembering guest's rooms or vere zings are. Sche koes efferyvere. Plus sche's cute as ein church mouze." Samantha blushed and giggled at the maid’s compliment, bouncing a little with each laugh. “Well jeez, thanks for talking me up so much. Hi Hexley, Ms. Nacht was just telling me a little about you, great to meet my new boss." Hexley stuck her hand out and Samantha shook it enthusiastically. "Nice to meet you too Samantha, I'm sure we'll get along great."

"Oh, yeah, just let me know if you need help moving anything." Samantha cupped her breasts. “Just look at what I have to heft around all the time.” She giggled again, Hexley couldn’t help but stare at her. She was as before stated cute as a mouse, even without her crazy curvaceous body her personality was bubbly and she exuded cheer. “OH! I also helped Aaron move all your stuff in. Clothes on hangers, panties in drawers and stuffed animal on the bed.” Hexley looked surprise at the level of help and a little annoyed at the lack of privacy she was afforded here. Both of these women just went through her things, or forced her into strange rooms attached to hallways with non-euclidean geometry, stripped her and put her in a pull-up adult diaper. “Well thank you, you really didn’t have to go through all that trouble. In fact I kinda wish you hadn’t.” She couldn’t hide the edge in her voice like she wanted to. “Oh it's no worry boss, let me know if you need anything, bye Miss. Nachty.” Samantha breezed past Hexley’s annoyance without a second thought. They watched her hop to a luggage cart and speed to the door where she met a guest and started loading up their bags. "I'll get these all squared away, please check in with Johnny at the desk." At the previously empty front desk sat a bored looking man with a thick beard, he was well dressed but looked uncomfortable in his clothes.

Hexley shifted from one foot to another and felt the rustle of her pull-up again. She checked her phone for the time. 4:00 PM What should she do tonight?

1.Grab a bite to eat in the dining hall after looking over her managerial paperwork.

2. Head into Parafax and see if there’s anything neat in the town.

3.Head up to her room for a little R&R

4. Wait till it’s late nighttime and explore the hotel a little more without interruption

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ption 1: Grab a bite to eat in the dining hall after looking over her managerial paperwork.

Hexley looked up at Ms. Walpurgisnacht “I’m going back to the office, might as well do some work on my first day.”

To her surprise, Ms. Nacht took Hexley's hand in her own, “Ja, let’s zet you to vork for zee day.” She started to lead Hexley up the stairs, practically dragging her along. She was stuck trailing behind, it made no sense to Hexley why the housekeeper kept pulling her around. She knew exactly where her office was, so why was she being led by the hand? Walpurgisnacht's stride was slightly longer than hers so Hexley found herself jogging to keep up. Between the height difference, the speed discrepancy, and the childish clothes, Hexley was sure she looked like a petulant child being pulled along by her mother. The pull-up rustled against her while she was stuck in her step, hop, step pattern. It served as another harsh reminder of the woman's dominance. The way it rubbed her butt and hugged her hips served as a constant reminder that it was there, rather than forgetting the feeling of some underwear around you. The noise in Hexley's ears sounded deafening. She was hoping it was just her imagination, a sound you only noticed when you knew where it was coming from.

Step, hop, step. Through the lobby and back up the steps to the staff quarter of the inn. When they reached the management door together, Hexley slipped her grip from Ms. Nacht's. She rushed to open it before the housekeeper “I'm the manager dammit, I'm in charge!” Hitting the light she strode through the room. Since Hexley had been in here before she felt confident in her steps, until something around her waist changed. Up till now the incontinence product felt like slightly chunkier, butt hugging panties. About halfway to the desk they felt, bigger, almost like they'd expanded a little. The whole thing felt bulkier beneath her and she could feel the padding, still dry but noticeably thicker. It caused her gait to slow, just a little, and her rear shook more from the bulk. Hexley pulled the office chair from the desk and plopped herself down into the cushy leather trying to ignore yet another strange phenomena. As Walpurgisnacht walked in after her, Hexley watched her face hoping to see any indication that she was impressed with her take charge attitude. If Ms. Nacht was, she didn't show it nor did she say anything about the fact that Hexley had changed the way she walked halfway into the small room. She pulled a chair from the other side of the desk and went through signing into the computer and showing Hexley the basics of her management duties. In a smaller chair they finally sat face to face and the head housekeeper lost some of her intimidation factor.

Bookkeeping, ordering, and hiring.

Hexley would essentially be the mom of this whole operation, keeping every employee on track and making sure they have exactly what they need to keep the House of Leaves running. “Ve haffe ein few problems around here, one is zee lack of houzekeeping schtaff, not to zeem zelf interesded put I haffe 2 people unter me. I need 3 more. It is all in zee budget. Another izue is Chulie, zee offernight check in girl, her attidude is terrible und sche is mean to cusdomers. Sche von't lisden to me, perhaps zee threat of lozing her chob vill dizuade her.” Hexley thought carefully about how to respond. If there was ever a moment for her to take charge, this was certainly it.. “I’ll look into the budget and how we’re doing, from there I will look into hiring you new people. As for Julie I will have a chat with her, threatening to fire her seems a little over the top though.” Hexley jumped in surprise when Ms. Nacht burst into laughter and clapped her hand against Hexley’s shoulder. “Look at you, taking charge! Chust as ein manager schould, I vill leaffe you to your vork. Pleaze let me know if you need anything.” She left Hexley alone and she set to looking through files.

The books confirmed what Walpurgisnacht had told her, 3 people were in the budget, hell thirty people were in the budget. The House of Leaves was insanely profitable for an old inn hidden in the douglas fir forests of Washington state. The restaurant alone pulled in about half the business for the place while the rooms filled the other end. It didn’t make sense to Hexley, she could see the place being popular during the summer for tourism or the spring for fishing but all year round the place raked in far more money than any small independent hotel should. She cross referenced the operation costs for the place and found that they were low, lower than they should be by a lot. Everything here was high quality, she saw the beautiful kitchen stashed full of great meats and produce, but where did it come from? The invoices certainly didn't account for what she knew she saw.

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She checked the staff records and payroll next. The kitchen had twenty full-time staff, fifteen waiters, waitresses and bus-people for the dinning hall and only three housekeeping staff. She found Ms. Walpurgisnacht had told the truth; only she and two other housekeepers named Zelda and Hilda were here to clean this whole place. “OK” Hexley said “That does seem like an awful lot for three people to handle. I might as well place an ad right now.” She posted the job up to various job websites. Hexley closed her window and clapped her hands. "I've got a feel for the place now." She decided to look into the “special guests” and the strange hallway. The computer told her nothing, no files or searching turned up anything for her. "That does seem just a little too obvious.", she thought to herself, so she turned to the cabinets behind her. When she stood she could walk normally, the bulk between her thighs had returned to that of a pull-up. She found the three cabinet in her searching with a locks on them. One held the physical copies of the hotel’s financial records. Another swung open like a door and was a false cabinet to hide a safe. Hexley remembered an email she'd gotten about the code. She dialed it in carefully, ready for whatever might jump out at her. Nothing did. Inside sat stacks of money and some documents that looked like land deeds. The last drawer was in a corner at the very bottom of the filing cabinet.

“Management Only” Said the face plate.

Hexley tested the keys on the back office section of her key ring, only to find not a single one fit. On a whim she tried the key that also unlocked the dark hall. It made sense to her; why not tie all the weird shit to one key?

It worked.

She pulled the drawer open.

She then kept pulling, and pulling, and pulling.

The drawer shouldn't have been this long, it stretched from one the filing cabinet on one wall to the opposite wall. at this point Hexley knew better than to be concerned about it, This place was just odd. "Dammit, today is my first day and this shit just keeps getting weirder." The whole row files, all stuffed full. One half was red folders each one had a name written on it and put into alphabetical order. The other was blue and had room numbers ascending along them. Along the red alphabetized folders she saw her name sitting among the H section, Hexley.

KNOCK KNOCK.

Hexley slammed the drawer at the sound, not wanting her snooping to be caught.

“Hey Boss, You okay?”

It was Aaron. She felt relief but closed and locked the drawer anyway. He may not have been a part of whatever Ms. Nacht had going on but walking in on Hexley messing around with supernatural drawers seemed like it could cause a lot of problems for her if not also for him. ”Yeah.” she yelled back "Come on in." Aaron walked through the door casually, his eyes scanning the room before he looked down at her. Hexley was there squatting on the ground with her legs spread wide her back to him. She moved to stand from her snoop position and turned to face him, revealing the slightly more childish versions of the clothes she wore before. “So what happened with you and Herr Housekeeper?” He asked. Hexley wasn't sure how to respond. She felt that the truth was way too private, but she couldn't outright lie to him either. “She gave me some new clothes, and told me about some… pills that could help stop accidents. It really wasn't that big of a deal.” Aaron eyed her, and Hexley hoped she'd placed herself close enough to the truth to get away with not telling Aaron she was wearing a pull-up, like she was a toddler.

He let it go, instead expressing concern for her.

“Hey, whatever. It sounds like you've had a crazy day, so why don't you head down for some dinner?” Hexley stood and looked at the clock on the desk. She’d spent two hours going through learning the finances and needs of the place. It was already 6:30, and her stomach rumbled.

Hexley was indeed really hungry. “I guess I can get some dinner, what's good in town?” Aaron looked at her like she had three heads. “Hexley, this place is the best restaurant in Parafax. Did you miss the whole tour of the kitchen?” It was hard for Hexley to believe it was the best place in town, despite the beautiful kitchen she'd already seen. She'd hardly seen anybody here since she walked through the door, did that really change when the dining hall opened? “Well if it's so busy how can I be sure I'll get a table?” Aaron grabbed her arm and started pulling her along. “ Come on you dork, I keep telling you you're the manager here, you get a table no matter what.” Hexley pulled back a little bit. Why the hell did people think they could keep grabbing her and pulling her along like that?!

>>71061

“Okay, okay, I’ll go to the dining hall but let me shut down and clean up in here first. I'll make sure to eat in house tonight." Aaron released her hand. "Good, might as well know what you're managing, and hey I can uh, keep you company." Hexley started sorting the scattered papers on her desk. "Not tonight, I think I still need to adjust." He looked a little hurt by Hexley rejecting him. “Whatever you want boss, I’ll talk to you tomorrow. Oh, and Samantha and I got your room all set up for you.” Aaron walked out and Hexley let him go. Today had been all too weird and she needed a moment to herself, but she still felt bad about shunning him after all his help. Hexley shut down the desktop and closed up all the drawers making sure to pull her keys out of the mystery drawer that she found. “I’ll be back for you for sure.” she thought.

When Hexley walked out to the hallway Aaron was already gone. When she'd made it back out in the main hall she found that it was full of people. They were walking back and forth between the now open dining hall doors and the front entrance. She saw waiters zipping to and fro between the doors and a line that lead to the host's podium. Hexley took her place at the back of the line and patiently waited as men and women in fancy suits and dresses were turned away or admitted by the Host.

“Right this way Ms. Mayor.” He led a woman in a smart red suit to a table. She radiated authority, even more so than Ms. Walpurgisnacht.

“I’m sorry Mr. Trepes no tables unreserved today.” That man was incredibly tall and his suit was so well tailored it looked like a part of him. He huffed and turned on his heel walking right back to the front door.

“Mrs. Jiangshi welcome to the House of Leaves.” An Asian woman in a traditional Chinese dress clapped her hands together and thanked the host with enthusiasm that would rival Samantha’s. She almost had a hop to the way she stepped. she two was lead to a table.

Hexley was next in line, she felt out of place among the fancy higher ups she’d seen be accepted or turned away and feared she too would be told to eat elsewhere.

The Host looked her up and down. With slicked back hair and a tuxedo he looked the part of his job. This man was a gatekeeper, and he was judging her right to entrance through his guard post. His harsh gaze made Hexley squirm a little.

He waved a hand in front of his face and in between it changed from a stern judging to a kind smile. “You’re the new manager.”

Hexley felt the stress leave her body upon seeing that smile, she had the key to this gate for she was master of the castle.

Apparently the word was spreading through the staff and they knew who she was. He leaned over his podium on one arm. “I’m guessing you’re hungry then, and you’ve come to eat some of Lizzie's delicious food.” Hexley confirmed with a nod. He winked at her. “Well, there’s always a table for Management here, bring whoever you want with you. Always a table and you always eat for free.” He said the last part in an odd little sing song as he ushered her into the hall, she followed him.

It was bright in this room, brighter than the rest of the place. A glowing crystal chandelier hung from the ceiling and oil lamps adorned each and every table, casting a permeating glow throughout the room that warmed Hexley’s heart. It was an odd juxtaposition to the calm dim nature of the rest of the hotel. “So, booth or table?” She looked around and decided on the private nature of a booth. “I think I’ll take a booth, nice and quiet.” The host laughed “Fair enough.” He stopped at a booth in the back of the hall. Hexley scooted herself in and he leaned in real close to her ear, where he started whispering. “We’ll make this booth yours from now on. I'll make sure that if you want it, it's clear for you." He straightened up and returned to a normal voice.

>>71062

"I'll have a waiter to you in a few minutes. Here is a menu for you.” Hexley thanked him, giggling a little at his grand sweeping gestures. He waved a hand in front of his face, on one end was the gentle smile he’d given Hexley on the other was the stern judge who welcomed guests the the hall. He walked off and Hexley opened the menu to steaks and pastas, burgers and sandwiches, soups and salads, and every other dish imaginable.

Every food option danced across Hexley’s eyes. She wanted it all, everything looked delicious to her. When the rushing young waiter came around she didn’t even look at him. “I’ll have the ribeye with the fresh clam chowder, A cobb salad and a side of salmon gnocchi.” She flipped the menu to the other side to the impressive cocktail menu. “I will also have one long island iced tea as well.” She only met eyes with the young man after she finished ordering and he looked shocked at the staggering amount of food she'd just ordered. Hexley's stomach rumbled in response to his gaze. “Sorry, I haven’t eaten all day and it has been a long one.” he just nodded, his eyes never really leaving a shocked wide open state and walked away from her.

“Well that’s one employee who I’ve got scared.” she thought. Hexley watched people eat and chat while she waited for her food. People who, based on their dress and mannerisms, were definitely the movers and shakers of Parafax, Washington. Everyone around her was well groomed with fancy dress clothes, making her take an evaluative look at the ruffled blouse and patched pants she was wearing. She resembled child whose parents had left her alone while they hit the bar. She pushed her hand in the padding around her groin. “Don’t you just drive the point home, I feel like a damn little kid with this pull-up wrapped around me." Her hand was pressed into her crotch- she could feel the pressure there.

"Emoceb erom hsiybab." Hexley heard another bit of whispering gibberish. Before she could look for it she get distracted by her hand being forced away from her groin.

The pull-up was changing around her. Hexley felt the padding thicken and bulk out around her. The whole thing pushed her up about an inch from the booth seat and provided a soft cushion underneath her bottom. Hexley let out a loud gasp and pushed into the new denser protection as it grew, She wanted to try and stop the whole thing from happening but it was no help at all. Hexley only succeeded in pushing the diaper into her own crotch while it grew. The soft fluff moved and brushed against her pussy. Her other hand shot up to her mouth to stifle a moan, she couldn’t help it with how good the pull-up expanding felt. Hexley looked around in a panic when she felt the movement around her bottom stop. The world had fallen silent around her while it happened but not one person was looking at her. Everybody kept on enjoying their dinners. "Oh god what the fuck just happened?!" The nervous waiter returned with her drink. “Here you go, please enjoy.” Hexley snatched the drink the moment he set it down, drinking deep from the alcohol gifted to her; it all felt like too much in that moment. This was all too weird and she needed to calm down. Why not forget with some booze? That's right the nightmare is just not stopping so let’s drink the worries away. “I’ll need another one of these please.” The waiter hurried off with her order, obviously unsure of what to make of his new boss. Hexley downed the rest of her drink before examining her new plush underwear. Her jeans had expanded to accommodate the diaper too, almost like those of a toddler. On further examination she noticed her blouse had gotten tighter, the hem at the bottom had tucked into her jeans. She pulled at it to loosen it up, only to find it was connected at the bottom, Hexley having only succeeded in wedgieing herself with her new onesie. She was scooted in as close to the wall as possible; she couldn’t let this be seen. The waiter came again, this time with the massive amount of food she’d ordered. The plates steamed and meat glistened; they looked so beautifully prepared. Despite how good it looked, Hexley moved to tell him to take it all back that she had something else to deal with. Then came another whisper.

“Regnuh”

>>71063

Hexley looked at the food the waiter had presented before her like water in the desert. She really hadn’t eaten all day. Would things get any more weird if she stopped worrying and enjoyed her food? That thought behind her, she set to eating and dug into her food instead of questioning her new outfit. Every steak bite was so juicy, the soup was perfectly creamy and no flavor was overpowering or absent. Hexley swallowed bite after bite until every bit of food had disappeared two more empty glasses of Long Island Iced Teas which accompanied her empty plates.

When her fork and knife were finally set down, Hexley had no idea how she’d eaten so much. She looked around at the people near her, they were different. She spotted some familiar faces around her, while others had changed completely. She had no idea how long she’d been there but she must have been so fixated on her food that she had completely lost track of time. The alcohol had hit her brain somewhere in that time and found that herself very drunk now that she wasn’t stuck in a food trance. She felt full- how could she have even dared to eat so much? The pressure hit her after the clouded feeling from the booze, her bladder straining against her learned potty training.

Another whisper "Xaler."

“But why?” Hexley asked herself "Why hold back?" She was unwilling to fight that urge for herself, only the threat of making a mess stopped her. She was full and comfortable here; this was her booth. There’s no reason she should have to leave it for something as silly as having to pee. She remembered, "I don't have to leave, I have my bathroom right here." She patted her diapered crotch.

Hexley let go, letting loose the urge as warm pee flowed into the cushion around her rear. It didn’t flow through her outfit like before, the warm feeling wrapping around her and the sogginess going away after a momentary swimming feeling that matched the one in her head.The diaper wicked away any moisture around her and she was only left with a tight warm cushion wrapping her pussy. The moist padding pushed against her body, hugging her butt and groin. Hexley had never felt so secure before. Hexley felt the urge to grind against something; she wanted to rub her diaper and push that warmth all the way through her. She could feel from a few test bounces how squishy the padding was under her. The grumble in her stomach pulled her mind back just enough. “Oh god!” Hexley’s adult voice screamed through her childish thoughts. “You just peed yourself, and you wanna masturbate in a wet diaper and you’re so full. What the hell are you doing Hexley?!”

What happens to Hexley next?

Sneak back to her room, hopefully avoiding embarrassment.

Get help from Aaron, this is way too much to handle alone.

Sneak out of the hotel, this whole place is fucking kooky!

Find Ms. Walpurgisnacht, Hexley needs answers.

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I’ll let the poll run for 5 days and then 5 days later we’ll have a new installment. I want to give a big thank you to my proofreaders who have really helped in building the world and editing the story, they’ve been very kind to give me their time and help.

I’m sorry I’m also so late with this part. I’m glad to say that i think this part is really good in terms of setting up some good stuff.

From one writer to another, this is very good and engaging. Fast paced, I like it

>>71100

Thank you I try to keep a good balance of fetish and story, I want this to go on for a bit without becoming stale, but this is my first run at something long form like this. I only have done captions before.

>>71130

Yeah, I liked that you didnt start us off in the fetish deep end, but also didn't make us spend 20 chapters to get to diaper

Option 4: Find Ms. Walpurgisnacht, Hexley needed answers.

“What the hell are you doing, Hexley?” The thought was simple, too bad she didn’t have an answer for it. She was sitting in a booth at the very back of a massive fancy dining hall, definitely pretty normal. What wasn't normal was that her clothes had magically transformed into babyish variations of her own clothes. Oh yeah, there was also the thick diaper between her legs, you know, the one she'd just wet and tried to masturbate into. She took a deep breath.“Ok, I need to think clearly here." It was hard to do that through the fog of alcohol; she'd clearly made a poor decision there. "Who has been in control the whole time? Who started me down this weird baby-brain-train?” Even drunk she knew only one name came to mind: “Walpurgisnacht.” She needed to find the housekeeper, but to do that she had to get out of the dining hall. Hexley looked for a clear pathway among the tables. Not a single one would allow her to get by with the drunken stumble she was sure she had. “Okay, I can do this, I just have to get out without anybody seeing me.” She still wasn't sure how to do that. A loud bang sounded from beside her and interrupted her meandering thoughts. A waiter rushed off with an order in hand. He’d exited out of a small service door.

“Staff Only” Said the door

"Of course, the service hallway!" Hexley remembered from the map there was a hallway that connected the kitchen and the dining hall so staff could move between the two easily. If she had to stumble drunkenly out of the dining hall that might be her best option. She scooted along on her bottom, bouncing a little as she moved to stand.

Squelch Squish

The wet padding bounced and sagged as she moved up and down to get out of the booth. Hexley stood and immediately felt the world around her spin. Not only was the booze affecting her but her new diaper forced her legs apart in a way she wasn't used to. When she tried to close her legs and fix the wide stance she had taken, the padding squished between her thighs. It was still so thick that she couldn't even get her thighs back together. Hexley took her first steps towards the door and noticed the waddle. Between the drunkenness and the wet cushion below, her gait was severely impaired. "OK, take it slow and easy, I just have to make it through the door." She finally made it through without anybody shooting her a second glance. In the hallway there was a door off to her left and the long way to the kitchen off to her right. The door said "Employee Bathroom"; she saw an opportunity to clear her head and splash some water in her face. "I can get this damn diaper off and clean myself up." She pushed through the door and locked it behind her.

There was no toilet, no sink, nothing to suggest a regular bathroom. The only thing in the room was a mirror that covered an entire wall. Blank white walls sat on either side of her, It was appropriately sized for a bathroom but had none of the features. She finally got a good look at herself with the gigantic mirror. Mounds of plastic back fluff bulged out from around her waist, the soft light padding from before now sagged with the weight of her accident. Her pants were built to accommodate the diaper, making it look like they too were puffy and protective. Rather than restraining or hiding the diaper in any way, her jeans acted as a cover. Her blouse had become longer and tighter, changing from a thick material to a thinner slightly see-through one. Now the front and the back were tucked into her pants and connected by a snap crotch underneath her diaper. She couldn't help but noticed her jeans sagged a little along with her diaper, pulling the waistline down on her hips to the halfway point. With her onesie's leg holes sitting just above her hips, the outfit showed off her waist in an oddly sexy way. If only the plastic of her nappy poking up wasn't ruining the effect. "Ok this is too much” Hexley thought "I can deal with weird things happening but when it starts to change me, that's too much man." Hexley stormed out of the mirror room. On her way out a waiter entered from the dining hall and turned into the employee bathroom, Hexley could see the porcelain fixtures from where she stood. "More bullshit room swapping." She stumbled through the hallway, trying to contain the waddle from her sagging diaper but failing miserably. She was glad nobody came through any of the doors and she could take a moment to just walk and breathe. At the end of the hallway she stood in front of the double doors to the kitchen and found herself frozen. "I just have to make it all the way through without getting stopped, I'll stick to the walls and avoid crowds and it'll be fiiiine."

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Hexley charged through the swinging double doors with what she thought was a solid plan. The kitchen hustled and bustled around her, waiters, prep workers, and cooks whirled around her in tornado of culinary precision. Nobody even gave her a second look, Hexley was an outside entity, away from everyone’s attention; as long as she stayed out of the way she could slip through. She started to move towards the exit Aaron and her had come through on her tour. It was hard to walk normally but Hexley put in as much effort as possible, knowing that her appearance of normality would keep eyes off of her. She was almost to the door when her eyes ran across Elizabeth, she stood just opposite the door directing orders and tasting dishes before sending them to customers. as soon as Hexley reached the door the head chef whipped around, almost as if Hexley had tripped some sort of alarm. Elizabeth's eyes scanned her up and down, taking in her new bosses' face and appearance. Her face flashed through a few emotions in a few seconds.

Recognition of Hexley’s face, a smile seeing her new boss checking in on a dinner rush, recognition at what Hexley was wearing, and sadness about what this meant for her. The kitchen continued to whirl around her with loud noises and movement but Elizabeth stepped towards Hexley. As she got closer, the room around them slowed and when they stood face to face, it stopped. Everything went silent and staff around them were frozen mid hustle. She saw food mid-air waiting to land in the respective pans and flames from stove tops like still images. Lizzie’s kind eyes fell on her, “You didn’t even last a full day did you honey?” She wasn’t even given a chance to respond before Elizabeth spoke again. “I can only do this for a few seconds so I want you to listen. Walpurgisnacht has answers, you'll have to find her. I'm hoping you can beat this but given your present condition the odds are stacked against you." Hexley wasn't sure how to respond to the vague warning she'd just been given "What is going on here Elizabeth, what do I need to do." Suddenly sound rushed back into and the staff continued to rush like they'd never been stopped. Elizabeth took Hexley's shoulders and turned her around. "The best thing to do is to avoid her magic and you'll be fine. Now get going, I'm sure you don't want to be seen. Elizabeth led her through the door out of the kitchen, giving her a pat on the rear as she went. Hexley missed the whisper of "So cute" as the chef walked away.

“Magic? MAGIC?! What the hell does that mean?”

*Grumble* Hexley's thoughts were interrupted by her stomach- she felt all she'd eaten earlier roiling inside her. Stomach cramps hit in minor pangs.. She'd definitely eaten too much and would have to pay the consequences soon. She could feel the pressure building, even her bladder screaming for relief despite what she'd already done in her diaper.

Hexley walked out into the main hallway, deciding that before she looked for Ms. Nacht she'd better go up to her room and change. She walked as quietly as she could up the stairs looking to avoid attention but once again the place was empty and no one was even around to see her shame. She knew so little about what was going on but the head chef had confirmed a few things for her- Walpurgisnacht knew something. Not only that, but Walpurgisnacht knew something about the magic this place had. She was lost in thought while she wandered up the stairs, so lost that she ran headfirst into a young woman in the middle of the stairwell. Her voice that me her was harsh and monotone, “Watch it.”she was Hexley’s height with short black hair, and blue piercing eyes. Her Pale skin contrasted the black dress she wore. frills, bows, and lace lined the whole dress and the hem sat just above her knee. Black and white thigh high stockings covered her legs. Hexley scoffed “I don't know who you are but I thought the goth movement died back in the nineties.” She looked down at Hexley with a serious expression, “Okay first off, I'm Julie, you better remember it . Second off I figured people stopped wearing onesies when they turned three, you’re obviously older than that, right?” Her words stung with accuracy. Hexley moved to pass her but Julie would not let her by. "Please just let me pass you I've had a rough day." Julie continued to block Hexley's way, Her wide stance making it impossible for her to pass. " I know what you mean boss, I've gone through the same thing." How did she know Hexley was her boss, what did she mean when she said she'd been through the same thing? It didn't take long for Hexley to get an answer to her second question. Julie lifted her dress to show Hexley a thick diaper of her own. Hers looked a little thicker than Hexley's and wrapped around her waist snugly, A black diaper cover with white lace that matched her outfit covered it.

>>72009

The sheer bulk of the diaper caused her to take the wide stance that made her such a good road block. She dropped her skirt and Hexley pulled her mouth up from the ground. Wh-what happened to you?"

Julie sighed "Ms. Nacht happened, a few events led to this, but in the end I'm stuck here and in diapers.

Hexley came to understand, Aaron said Julie was always here, it might look to him like she had no life but in reality the head maid was keeping her here. That same maid had forced her into diapers, and was now doing it to Hexley. “What do I need to do?” she asked. Julie shook her head, “If I knew that I probably wouldn’t be diapered right now, but I have to tell ya the more defiant you are the harder it will be for them to transform you. You might stand a fighting chance- I can see the power within you.” Hexley couldn’t help herself from laughing at Julie. “What the hell do you mean the power in me?” Julie responded by flicking her on the head. “Obviously you have the potential to become a witch you doof, and a strong one based on your magic aura, the only problem is Walpurgisnacht has about 60 years of magical experience on you and backup.” Julie started to walk past Hexley down the stairs. ”Wait what do you mean a witch? Like, black cats and broomsticks witch?" Julie just kept walking away, “You'll figure it out boss, good luck." Hexley walked away from the conversation with more of her questions answered than ever before but still very confused. *Grumble* another wave of cramps hit her, The pain was getting worse and the pressure was unbearable. Her bladder screamed for release. The diaper had gone cold and clammy around her waist, she pressed her hand into it, longing for the warmth that had greeted her when she first wet herself. She decide that if it made it even a little easier she should just let go and pee herself. She'd already done it once and she was about to go clean up anyway. Hexley looked around to make sure nobody was nearby before she spread her legs and released another stream of urine into her diaper. The relief felt wonderful to her aching gut and drunk brain. The warm piss was absorbed and her diaper sagged a little more. Her waddle changed a little with the new weight but she noted how nice the warm squishiness of the padding felt against her bottom.

Nobody interrupted the rest of her drunken waddle to her room, and when she walked through the door she saw the same beautiful room she’d left before. The only difference was the personal touches from her life Aaron and Samantha had set up for her. Her movies had been placed in the shelf by the television and knick-knacks littered other shelves and table tops, all placed with care. On the beautiful four poster bed was her personal blankets and pillows, a comfortable safe pile for her to sleep in. to top it all off her personal childhood stuffed animal, a small German Shepherd toy was placed right in the center of the bed.

*GRUMBLE* another cramp hit Hexley and she was pulled out of her admiration of her room. She doubled over in pain knowing her full stomach caught up with her. Between all the running, hiding, and exciting revelations, she felt how upset her tummy was. Now she clenched her bottom tight, she had to make it to the bathroom. “Kood effening young manager, how are you feeling?” Hexley spun on her heel to face the housekeeper, and when her foot landed another cramp hit her. “Ohh god shit, it hurts.” Ms. Nacht laughed a little and stepped forward, closing the distance between Hexley and her “Vy vould you eat zo much mizy? You zurely must know your ovn limits.” Hexley stuck one arm out and tried to step away from the encroaching housekeeper, She wasn't sure what Ms. Nacht's plan was but she knew letting her in close was a bad idea. “I-I do, I just got so hungry all the sudden and, and…” She got closer. “Und zeze clothes, zeze arn't vat I drezed you in at all, vat happened to zee pretty clothes I put you in?” With her long stride the housekeeper cornered Hexley against the edge of the bed. She slipped her fingers into the waistband of Hexley's jeans and pulled it outward, looking down at the sagging diaper in her pants. “Und zis zure is not zee untervear I left you vith, zis is ein diaper, like you are ein baby. Are you ein baby Hexley?” She shuffled away from Ms. Nacht, Trying to put a little distance between the two of them.

>>72012

With more sudden movement came more cramps and grumbling, the rolling maelstrom in her tummy was only getting worse. "I need to use the bathroom NOW!" Hexley knew she wouldn't get what she needed if she didn't stand up for herself.

“I’m not a baby Walpurgisnacht, not only that but I’m your boss and I want some damn answers! You can’t do… Whatever it is you’re doing to me. Julie already told me about the magic, now what is happening to me?” Ms. Walpurgisnacht took a step back this time, surprised at the outburst. “Oh you know zo much baby Hexley, but you don't know zo much more. I vill tell you now zat I'm chust ein caretaker, I clean zis inn und I take care of cerdain inhabidants. It's mein chob to either turn you into ein compedent manager or ein baby vo i must take care of ”

Hexley stared at her, This was all some kind of test? She would succeed or fail based on how she fared against a witch's magic? It still didn't explain why she was chosen.

*GRUMBLE* Hexley had reached critical mass, she knew it would only be minutes before she broke down and pooped herself. She couldn't believe it was even a possibility but at this moment she knew if it wasn't on a toilet, it would be into her diaper.

“I'm zure you haffe zo much to tell me but it zounds like you need to uze zee toilet.” She was right and Hexley sped away from Ms. Nacht, heading straight for the bathroom by her bed. She flung open the door to the pristine tiled room. She hoped to see the inviting maw of an available toilet, only to find that the lid was taped closed with duct tape, leaving it very much inaccessible to her. “Oh god no.” Hexley started fiddled with her pants, hoping the tape would peel away easily enough. It took a full minute of fumbling before she got them off, her panicked movements making it all the harder. Hexley dropped to her knees and started scratching away at the tape holding the lid down. Sitting on her knees with her butt sticking up turned out to be the perfect position for her body to naturally want to push. It was close enough to a squat and her stomach jerked, responding to her new position. “Please no, I’m so close!” She clawed helplessly at the tape attached to the toilet bowl, but her stomach kept rumbling and her bowels were clenching, preparing for the mess she was about to make. Ms. Walpurgisnacht watched on from the doorway. "I know if I fight this I can overcome this, you’re not going to make me poop myself. You can’t make me!” Another cramp hit her like a truck. She grasped at her stomach in pain still tugging with the other hand. Ms. Nacht shook her head and tsked at Hexley. “You don't undersdand little one, Zee time to fight back akainst mein spells vas long ako. You ate too much und now your body is vorking naturally. If you vere ein big girl like you claimed you vould haffe made it to zee toilet in time to affoid zee schtruggle. Chudging from zee zag in your pants, you'fe had another accitent or tvo pefore now. Maybe you really do need zat diaper.” Hexley couldn’t help but think that she was right, as her willpower finally broke. Hexley’s whole body shook from the strain as she pushed a load of warm mush directly into her waiting diaper.

>>72013

Loud farts and the rumble of her stomach echoed through the bathroom. She let out sigh from relief before reality caught up with her and she cringed at the dirty warmth that filled her diaper. She tried to catch herself and stop the process she'd set in motion, but her body pushed despite every attempt to fight back. The wet diaper she’d been trapped ballooned out beneath her as she pushed another log of mess into the waiting padding . The diaper eventually stopped filling and expanding downwards; Hexley could feel the mush held against her now. Each spasm of her bowels added more to the growing filth pile that squished against her. The onesie was pulled taught against her body, the snap crotch buttons straining to contain the weight of her mess.

Ms. Walpurgisnacht walked up behind her, admiring her own handiwork. “Avvw did zee poor baby make ein big poopy in her diaper?” She placed her hand against the sagging plastic, and mushed it against Hexleys butt, the warm shit squished around her bottom with the added pressure. Hexley looked up at the teasing housekeeper in tears, she couldn’t believe what she’d just done. “I-I’m not a baby." Ms. Nacht stopped pushing in on Hexley's diaper moved her hand from her butt to her back. She began gentle rubbing motions trying to comfort the poor girl. “W-what are you doing” Ms. Walpurgisnacht stood up behind her and adjusted her skirt. Her tone had shifted from teasing to caring. “Zis must pe hard for you, put I don't vant you to vorry about vat happened tonight. You'll vake up tomorrow like it didn't happen. Zis is chust ein sdart for you dear, from now on you vill haffe to learn to fight akainst zee magic or I'll put you into ein permanent room in zee dark hallvay.”

"Wait." Hexley sniffled "What?"

Ms. Nacht responded with a simple whisper "Ysword"

Hexley started to feel sleepy just kneeling there. Her rear felt heavy and she fell backwards from her knees onto the shit filled diaper. The mess spread around her bottom, conforming to the contours of her rear and waist and spreading from the back of the diaper to the front.

Hexley’s last sight that night was Ms. Nacht standing above her she'd collapsed onto the floor, and the slight peek she'd caught at the maid’s lacy red panties.

Then she woke up.

Sunlight poured through the window, and she stretched and yawned in her new massive bed, the covers felt plush and comfortable against her bare skin. Hexley she looked around for her phone, finding it plugged in on her nightstand, she turned it on to check on the time.

6:30AM

Just enough time to hop a shower and get ready for work. Hexley pulled aside the covers and walked to the bathroom, stripping her panties and pulling her sleep shirt off on the way in. She hopped directly into the shower and let the warm water rush over her in a euphoric spray; it had an amazing cleansing effect on her sleepy brain. She only remembered last night’s events when she looked over to the toilet in the corner. Everything flashed in her memory and suddenly she felt more naked than ever before. Hexley tried to cover herself, but she was naked in the shower so what was there to cover up with? She shook the feeling from her mind and scrubbed herself harder than she ever had before, she just wanted to feel clean again. She stepped out of the shower after a good forty-five minutes and toweled off. She decided to just work like normal today, no matter what. She was tied into this somehow, and this place had messed with her. Hexley wouldn't stand a mystery unsolved that affected her like this.

What work should Hexley do?

1.Head to the kitchen and make sure they have what they need, Maybe talk to Lizzie while she’s there.

2. Head into Parafax and meet some potential candidates for the housekeeping staff at a local coffee shop.

3.Check in with Aaron- maybe he could help with a few maintenance requests. What might need fixing in a hotel with non-euclidean geometry?

4.Talk with Johnny and Samantha about welcoming guests and possibly learning more about Julie.

5. Check the mystery drawer, what can it be? Probably some weird shit.

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I’ll let the poll run for 5 days and then 5 days later we’ll have a new installment. I want to give a big thank you to my proofreaders who have really helped in building the world and editing the story, they’ve been very kind to give me their time and help.

I’m sorry I’m also so late with this part.

Are we allowed to discuss out opinions on what we should do in this thread?

If so, I relaly think going and interviewing maid help is in our best interest. It would endear ms. Walpurgisnacht to us, and furthermore, it would make us seem more mature and managerial

>>72025

Feel free to post thoughts and ideas here but in the end the majority will win out on the poll I agree with you that heading into town is an interesting route but that's the fun of a CYOA even I dont know how it'll go till the votes come in.

>>72028

Wow this is turning out really well. This is fantastic writing.

Very excited for the next installment.

Usually I post this up on Tumblr too but with the whole place burning down I've started various other accounts to keep it going.

You can find my pixiv here: https://www.pixiv.net/member.php?id=27723412

On there is every caption I ever made, even a few that I never posted on here. Hexley's Vexing Adventures will also be posted up there every ten days.

I'm also on Archive of our own for Hexley's Vexing Adventures. You can find that here:https://archiveofourown.org/users/Redsabdlcreations/profile

I'm working on a BDSMLR but I've not gotten that up yet. https://bdsmlr.com/blog/Red-ABDL

>>72014

Option 5: Check out the Mystery Drawer

Hexley decided to sort through her administrative work first. “I better get my office in order, then I can get back into that drawer.” Hexley pulled a pair of jeans and a button up blouse, she was happy to see her normal clothes. No frills and no room for a diaper anywhere to be seen. From her drawers she pulled a pair of socks and a bra. At her underwear drawer, she pulled it open only to find a shock. Half of the drawer was filled with the panties she’d gathered and come to enjoy as hers- the other half greeted her as squares of folded plastic. A folded piece of paper sat on top of the intruder in her drawer. She opened the note pensively. Why did this keep happening to her?

Young Hexley,

I have left you some options as far as underwear, you may want to choose a more protected variety. You don’t want any more accidents in your big girl panties now do you? Be sure to make the right choice.

-Mommy Walpurgisnacht

Hexley cringed after reading the letter. She really didn’t want to keep having accidents like she was, but she was powerless against the witch’s magic and the House of Leaves control. The whole “Mommy Walpurgisnacht” thing creeped her out too. This woman she’d just met had staked a claim of control on Hexley, who now had to look her in the eye and pretend to be her boss.

“No,” she stated to the empty room “I am her boss, I don’t need to pretend; I just need to assert myself more.”

Hexley nodded at her resolution- she was going to find a way to fight back. She turned again to her underwear drawer knowing that first she’d have to make a choice. Her immediate thought was to disregard the plastic diapers on one side. She didn’t even want to entertain the thought that she may need them. On the other hand she had already lost control last night, and if Julie and Ms. Nacht were telling her the truth, it would only get worse from this point on. She picked up the folded square; it wasn’t a full on diaper like before, but a pull-up. Not the normal medical grade white ones Ms. Nacht had provided her previously though. Her new stock was adorned with colorful flowers and Disney™ Princesses. “They are really trying to make me feel damn childish.” Hexley tested the diaper, stretching its elastic band between her hands. It was bigger than a normal pull-up would have been, meaning these were sized specifically for her. She did a quick check around the room, making sure she was well and truly alone here. She slipped her legs through the openings in the padded underwear and brought it up to her waist. It hugged her hips well and only bulged out a little around her groin and ass. It wasn't nearly as puffy as the monster from last night. She could realistically hide this beneath her pants without anybody noticing, and if she actually had to use the restroom she could just pull it down as intended. Still her eyes shifted longingly back to her panties, she wanted to feel like an adult again, and while they might not offer her any protection they made her feel more adult. “Maybe that’s just what I need if I feel more adult I can fight the magic a little better.” Hexley reached in and pulled one of her favorite pairs. It was a simple pair of blue striped bikini cut panties, but she found them intensely comfortable and she loved the way the stripes wrapped around and accented her ass. She pulled them up over her pull-up, somewhat hiding the childish designs on the puffy padding. Still the edges spilled from the leg and waist holes of her panties. It made sense- her panties fit her perfectly but when stretched over the diaper they squeezed it into her groin. She took a few precautionary steps. The padding rubbed into her groin just a little with each step. She could ignore it if she tried hard enough and she found she really didn’t want to remove her panties.

>>72700

“I just want to feel like a grown up dammit. I’m gonna wear this damn diaper just as a precaution but my panties stay with me, I'm an adult!” Hexley was yelling in her own head, although she didn’t know at who, but she felt like a point had to be made. She pulled on the rest of her clothes and checked herself in the mirror. No amount of bulge showed through her jeans; anybody looking at her wouldn’t be able to point out that she was wearing a diaper. Hexley walked next door to her office and flicked on the light. She’d come to be wary of every room she walked into, worrying that she’d see Ms. Walpurgisnacht standing there or that any door she’d open would lead to another room that shouldn’t exist. This time she counted herself lucky, seeing it was the management office, nothing unusual. “Okay, first let’s get some actual work done before I start snooping, I have a feeling if I don’t I might get… punished” Hexley rubbed the padding against her butt, fearing what may be worse than this. She sat at her desk and booted up the computer, she started to schedule shifts, using the previous weeks and months as a base. She clicked open the management email and her job postings next, nothing exciting but a few hotel bills in the email, she promptly paid them using the accounts on file that she’d been given to take care of expenses. The job posting already had a few leads. She read through a few resumes and even saved a few promising ones. She clicked closed her windows and looked over to the clock.

10:27 AM

She’d been working for almost three and a half hours without realizing it. Hexley decided that this had been enough time before she took a break. She spun around in her chair and scooted herself towards the mystery drawer incidentally grinding the padding of her pull-up into her groin. She remembered the wet squish of her full diaper in the booth of the dining hall, it felt so good when she’d tried it and she wanted nothing more in that moment then to bring herself to an orgasm in her drunken haze. Hexley wanted to be disgusted by this fact, she wanted to cringe at the thought, but more than anything she found herself AROUSED by the memory. She almost wanted to wet herself right there to get the same feeling and enjoyment from the pull-up she was wearing now. She shook her head and tried to banish the intruding lewd thought from her mind. She finished scooting towards the mystery drawer. “I really hope this is still the same drawer from before.” Hexley tried her key and was glad to see that it still opened the impossibly long drawer.She opened it all the way and stared at what had to be hundreds of files. She wanted to examine hers, but decided on a random one instead. She pulled a room file from the drawer at random, the actual folder a deep red with a plain white label.

“Room 237” was written on the label.

She opened the file carefully, but nothing popped out at her like she worried it would. Instead it read like a simple breakdown.

Room 237

Inhabitant: Whateley, Lavinia (See File)

Room type: Tentacle Hell

Description: Ms. Whateley is trapped in a living room made of tentacles, every surface is organic. These tentacles keep her alive by feeding her and dealing with waste internally. They pleasure Ms. Whateley at all times, keeping her in a non stop cycle of orgasming. She has been trapped in room 237 for 4 months and currently has no possibility to recover her broken mind. Currently the room uses multiple phalas…

Hexley closed the file before she read any more- the idea of somebody being trapped like that sounded awful. “This place was sick and twisted, but to create a room like that and so many others, there's got to be a lot of power involved.” She ran her hand along the row of room files; this many meant that over two hundred and fifty rooms existed in the dark hallway. It truly was impossibly long and without reading more files, Hexley had no way of knowing what other rooms might be in there. She placed her hand on her groin, “Maybe I got lucky that they saw fit to put me into diapers.” Placing the file back, she noted that if she ended up in the dark hallway again opening doors randomly would be a terrible idea.

Another file caught her eye while she looked for hers: Julie James

She pulled the folder and opened it to see that it was in fact the Julie she’d met the other night, based on the picture attached to the first page.

Subject: James, Julie

Room:173 (See file for details)

Description: Ms. James started work at the House of Leaves as a bellhop but guests found her rude and unhelpful. It was decided that because of her potential as a witch she would be given a second chance after being moved to the front desk for the night shift. As a way to hone her magical abilities she has been given lessons by Ms. Walpurgisnacht and as a way to curb her attitude she has slowly been regressed into diapers.

>>72701

This tactic not only teaches her humility but also will allow us to place a powerful source in a room. As such room 173 is currently set aside for Ms. James should the time come that she prove herself unworthy of employment at the House of Leaves. Regression started…

From there the file went on for pages about how specifically Julie had been regressed and what she’d actually gone through. So Julie was a witch too, and she was some sort of source for this place. Hexley wasn’t sure of what kind of source but given what Julie had told her from the night previously, she herself radiated some sort of magical power- did that mean she would also make a good “source” for the dark hallway? She closed Julie’s file, pulling hers from the drawer next. “Now I can see what they have planned for me.” She took a deep breath and flipped open the paper folder. Inside was a single sheet of paper. No picture or information on her like the other ones- instead it was a letter.

Dear Hexley,

Welcome to the House of Leaves. I’m sorry that I was not there to greet you in person but I’m rather busy. As you currently know The House of Leaves is not a normal hotel, it’s rather magical in fact. I started this place a long time ago as a haven for creatures of the night and humans alike and for a long time it worked really well. However, keeping this place’s supernatural attributes and amenities going is far too much for one witch to bear. I turned to an alternate method, the place you know as “The Dark Hallway” is essentially a battery pack with its inhabitants functioning like batteries. The rooms feed off of their biggest sexual desire. transforming to suit it and then feeding on the sexual energy that is released by living their biggest fantasy.

Currently I've hired you on as the manager here, and this was no accident. You are a very powerful magic user, and you yourself have what it takes to run the House of Leaves. Unfortunately, the current witch in control won’t be so willing to give you the reigns. I hate to say, but I am unsure who actually is running the show at the moment. What I do know is that Ms. Walpurgisnacht is their familiar, if you can seize control over the maid she can lead you to the one holding her chain. I recommend you start by learning some magic, all that power is no good unless you know how to use it, I believe the goth girl knows enough to get you started, from that point you’ll have to find a witch in town to help you. I wish you the best of luck in your hostile takeover of my hotel.

Sincerely

The Owner

“What. The. Fuck.” Hexley closed her file and put it back into the drawer; that letter had given her so much information and she found it was a lot to process. She wasn’t sure if she even wanted to take over the House of Leaves, learn magic, or deal with Walpurgisnacht. Hexley just wanted to go home, but she had a feeling that the fetish witch who ran this place wasn't going to let that happen. “Okay, I’m just going to go find Julie and we’ll go from there. Past that I’m really not sure what the hell to do.” Hexley closed the magic cabinet and prepared to walk out of her office when her phone buzzed. A text message popped up on her screen from an unknown number, “Julie will come to you in 4 minutes. Wait for her in your office.”

Hexley threw her phone down in frustration. “I really do not appreciate this invisible hand pulling me along bullshit.” She was yelling into her empty office at nobody in particular but was sure that somewhere some motherfucker with magic could hear her, or at least anybody beyond her door. True to the message’s words, Julie walked in exactly four minutes after Hexley had received the text. She wore the same dress from the night before, but instead of her wry grin she was mid yawn as she walked through the door. “Come on boss, right at the end of my all night shift you call me in here?” When she stopped rubbing the sleep out of her eyes and actually looked at Hexley her face got a little more serious- the newly appointed manager was fuming. Julie sat down in one of the chairs across from Hexley and crossed her hands in her lap waiting patiently for her to begin speaking. “I did not call you here Julie, I don't know who the fuck did but it >>72701

wasn't me. At this point I've learned an awful lot about this hotel but now I need to know how to fight back. Some note told me you know how magic works so I want you to teach me.” Julie listened like a small child being told a story, and when Hexley had finished she nodded. “I can teach you the basics, boss, but I'm still curious about who told you all this.” Hexley glanced back to the drawer debating on how much she should tell Julie. “The owner clued me in on it, that's all I'm going to say. Now teach me magic dammit.” Julie put her hands up and nodded. “Alright easy now, the first step is being able to see magic around you. First unfocus your eyes and let the world around you go blurry.

>>72702

Ok good now re-focus as hard as you can and say thgiseurt.” Hexley followed the instructions and strained to regain focus after losing it. She stumbled a little over the foreign word but spat it out at the peak of her eyes regaining focus. Around the room Julie, the mystery drawer and various small objects all had a radiant blue glow around them, some pulsated while others remained constant. Hexley looked at her hand- it was outlined in the same blue coloring but hers was much thicker than everything else, almost like a solid wall of magic aura enveloped her. Julie you piped up again. “So now you can see auras. Anything with an aura has some sort of baseline magical ability or has had magic used on it. I saw you look at your hand and you have a wicked solid aura, like holy shit you have got to be super powerful.” Hexley kept looking around, she was feeling a little freaked out by the change in vision she’d just undergone. “This is fucking bonkers Julie, I don’t know why I would be so powerful or how I got to be this way.” Julie laughed in response. “You are gonna have to get used to it boss lady, this place is very much eat or be eaten and without using magic you’ll be in a worse position than I am.” Hexley sighed “Okay, okay, what else do I need to know.” Julie stood and pointed at a filing cabinet. “Ok so magic is really a lot simpler than you would think, all you have to do is say a word backwards and-” Hexley held her hands up and interrupted her teacher. “Did you say backwards? It’s really that stupidly simple?”

“Yes.” Julie looked annoyed that she'd been interrupted “Now shut up and learn something. Anyway you say a basic command backwards and then just like you did with your eyes you’re going to focus as hard as you can on it, this will assert your will on whatever your trying to manipulate. Watch this, Nepo” The drawer Julie had been pointing at through her demonstration flew open with the brief command from her lips, she spoke again, “Esolc” and it shut itself. Hexley noticed her aura had dimmed a little when she said each word, almost like a battery running down. “With every spell you use your magic aura is going to deplete just a little bit, It gets very exhausting if you use too much. Alrighty, now you give it a go.”

Hexley looked around the room for something to practice on when a whisper reached her ear. “Why waste your precious magic on some trivial inanimate object,? You have the perfect little doll right here to play with. Bend the girl to your will, make her what you want.”

“I can’t do that to Julie, she’s been so nice to me and really I don’t have it in me to torture somebody like that.” Hexley’s thoughts may have been pure in intent but she remembered the frilly diaper cover under the goth’s dress and how adorable she looked. She bit her lower lip when she thought about seeing it again. “I can’t believe how hot that sounds to me!” Hexley focused in on Julie, her morals clouded by a horny desire to expose the girl. “Tfil” she said and Julie’s hands grabbed the hem of her skirt. Her eyes went wide and she barely got out a “What the…” before she lifted her dress high totally exposing the thick constrained thick padding, Hexley stood and admired the outfit. “Turn” she ordered and Julie obeyed, exposing the lines of white lace ruffles that stretched across her thick diaper butt. She looked embarrassed but stayed quiet for fear of what else Hexley might do. She was enamoured with Julie in that moment and didn’t want to take her eyes away from her. Not only did she get to see somebody else put in the same position she’d been stuck in since yesterday but the feeling of power and control over a somebody like this touched Hexley in ways that she hadn’t ever been before. She saw Julie start to squirm under her gaze and then after a moment drop to a squatting position. “Oh god please don’t watch me.” The diapered goth started to grunt and strain on the floor, still holding her skirt up to expose her padding. The diaper started to sag between sighs of relief and grunting as Julie messed herself in the middle of her boss’s office.

“She must have lost her control over her potty training.”

The diaper cover continued to stretch for another moment before Julie finally finished her embarrassing accident. As she went to stand Hexley couldn’t help but wanting to add to her displeasure and she met Julie’s angry glare with a smirk. They both started speaking at the same time “Dessip flesruoy.”/”Reddalb gniwolf.” Hexley felt a surge of pee leave her bladder into the waiting pull-up she was wearing, while Julie gasped at the newly added warmth to her messy diaper. Hexley drove her hands into her groin in a vain attempt to stop the flow, only to drive the squishy heat into an already wanting pussy.

>>72703

The idea of both her and Julie wetting their diapers at the same time drove her wild, she rubbed the pull-up’s padding into her crotch as hard as she could, pee stained the sides of her jeans as it escaped the leg holes. She mashed the padding around so wildly, aching for sweet release that she didn’t care what kind of mess she made in the moment. When it finally came she screamed and fell into her chair in a wild rush of sweet relief. Her vision returned after a moment of everything being blurry to find Julie on the ground sitting in her own soiled diaper and sucking her thumb. She looked annoyed at Hexley but patiently waited for her next order. “Julie I want you to go clean up and head of to bed, we’ll talk about what just happened later.” She nodded and stood, walking out without a backwards glance. “Jesus Christ, what just came over me?! I can’t believe I just did that or could make somebody else do that. I’ve got to keep myself in better check and stop listening to whatever strange whispering voices tell me.” Hexley scanned herself for the damage she’d done to her clothes. “Let’s go get cleaned up, then I need to figure out what to do next.”

1.Head to the kitchen and make sure they have what they need. Maybe talk to Lizzie while you’re there.

2. Head into Parafax and meet some potential candidates for the housekeeping staff at a local coffee shop, maybe look for some kind of magic teacher.”

3. Find Walpurgisnacht, and tame yourself a familiar.

4.Talk to Aaron, see if he’s magic and figure out how he might be able to help you.

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I’ll let the poll run for 5 days and then 5 days later we’ll have a new installment. I want to give a big thank you to my proofreaders who have really helped in building the world and editing the story, they’ve been very kind to give me their time and help.

>>72704

What do you folks think of the story thus far? What do you think I can do to improve the story as it stands? I really appreciate any help or comments.

>>73191

Honestly I find it great. Keep up the good work!

I am taking a little break, my schedule has been altered and my time to work on this has diminished. I tried to make up for it in a few ways but it ended up driving a bit of a wedge between my wife and I. I cannot have that, I still plan to continue the story but for now I'm going to give it a little break and afterwards I think I'll adjust the release schedule to take a little pressure of my time constraints. Thanks for your patience.