Your Turn (Short Story) -- (Author) CatinaBag
Your Turn (Short Story) -- (Author) CatinaBag
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Author: CatinaBag
Timestamp: Nov 24, 2024 at 6:21 PM
Content: It seemed like a normal afternoon. On the couch, sandwiched in between her parents, was 18 year old Uzi, rewatching Bluey on the TV. Uzi’s mom, Nori, was working on her laptop, while her dad, Khan, was playing a mobile game.
But then, she felt a poke. A poke coming from inside of her. A poke against her anus. Instinctually, she pushed, a fart escaping her cheeks, which was muffled into silence by her thick diaper.
But the poke persisted.
The space between the couch and the wall was too narrow for her to squeeze into, much less squeeze something out. So, she got off the couch, squatted, grabbed it, turned around, and pushed out her poopy. She sighed in relief, before remembering who she just did her business in front of. Her eyes widened, and she looked up, before noticing that her folks didn’t even bother to glance up from their devices.
Uzi had just crapped herself in front of both of her parents, and neither of them cared.
“Ugh..” Nori growled, “Khan!”
No reply, even though he was sitting next to her.
“KHAN!”
“Dah!” He exited out of the game, “What is it Nor?”
“It’s your turn.” She responded, gesturing towards Uzi.
“My turn for-?”
He then caught a whiff of Uzi’s poo poo Pamper.
“Oof! Oh, no, it’s definitely your turn.”
“Uh, no. I took it last time, this morning, remember?”
“No, because I left this morning before she even woke up. You were the only one there to do it.”
“Still, that doesn’t mean it’s not your turn.”
“Yes it does.”
“No it doesn’t!”
“Yes, it does.”
“No, it doesn’t!”
“Yes, it does!”
“NO, IT DOESN’T!”
Uzi silently waddled away, into her room, tears welling up in her eyes.
She plopped face-first onto her bed, and started to sob. How did her life come to this point? Why did her parents argue so much? Why was her parents changing her diapers a regular occurrence? It was all too much.
Suddenly, she heard a knock at her door, causing her to look up, weeping. The door was opened, revealing both of her parents, and revealing to them that their daughter was crying in a messy diaper.
“Oh honey..”
Nori sat on her bed, caressing her head, wiping her tears away.
“It’s ok baby, it’s ok.”
Uzi’s sobs reduced into sniffles, as she looked up at her mother with big wet eyes.
“Oh I know, I know. Don’t worry baby, Daddy’s gonna clean you up.”
“Wait.” Khan started to object.
“It’s still your-!”
Uzi started to bawl her eyes out. She wailed and covered her face, tears ceaselessly flowing from her eyes.
“Oh no no no, baby!”
Nori pulled her daughter into a hug, rubbing her back in a soothing motion.
“I know, it’s ok. It’s ok. You’re gonna be ok.”
Khan swallowed, trying to hide his nervousness.
“Maybe it’s both of our turns.” He suggested.
Nori shot him a look that could melt snow. But then her eyes widened, she realized that that was actually offering to help.
“Ok, fine, just as long as you actually do something.”
Nori laid Uzi on her back, tears still streaming down her face.
“It’s ok babygirl. Mama’s gonna clean you all up.”
She untaped her diaper, then pulled the front down, revealing the mess inside. As she reached for the wipes, and grabbed nothing but thin air, she quickly realized that they didn’t even put the supplies out.
“Oh my God- Khan.”
“Yes?”
“Supplies. Now.”
“Supplies for..?”
Nori looked at him like she was about to bring out divorce papers any second.
“Oh! Oh, of course, yeah.”
Khan grabbed wipes and baby powder off of the top of Uzi’s dresser. Then opened her “underwear” drawer, pulling out a new, thick diaper.
“Here we are.” He said, placing them next to his wife.
Nori wordlessly got to work, wiping Uzi’s bottom thoroughly, making sure no mess was left on her skin. Then, she balled up the poopy diaper, setting it aside.
“Ok, I did the hard part,” Nori announced, “You get in there.”
“Wh-”
She stood up and pushed him.
“Ok, ok!”
Khan sat on the bed, facing the teary-eyed Uzi, as she chewed on her shirt, a form of self-soothing.
“Poor girl..”
He unfolded the new Pamper, before sliding it under her. He then dusted her with a healthy dose of powder, and taped it up.
“And there we go, all-”
“Hold on.”
Nori swooped in, adjusting the leg cuffs and leakguards. She quickly finished though.
“There.” She pat Uzi’s padding.
“All clean, baby.”
Nori gave her a kiss on the cheek, then picked her up, cradling her.
“Aww.” Khan cooed, before stroking her hair.
All of Uzi’s tears had dried up. The storm had subsided. She had a clean Pamper, and her parents have stopped their arguing. She smiled ever so slightly, before a single word escaped her lips.
“Thanks..”
“Hm?” Nori looked down at her.
“Huh?” Khan tilted his head.
“Thanks.. mama and dada.”
“Awwww, no problem babygirl. You know, it’s our job to make sure you have a clean-”
“Thanks.. for being friends, for a lil bit.”
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Author: CatinaBag
Timestamp: Nov 25, 2024 at 8:53 PM
Content:
Growler0128 said:
a real cute story. maybe on another story one of the parents has issues and has to start wearing like a pull up style diaper. then maybe nani can help there. just a thought.
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Ooh, you just gave me an idea