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“I will not touch myself” wrote Stephanie on the blackboard. She just hadn’t had much sleep has she would’ve liked last night and her college class thus felt very boring. It didn’t matter that she had chosen this English literature class, she just couldn’t concentrate. The words went from one ear…actually they didn’t even register. The only thing she could concentrate on was the pacifier she was sucking. Sucking sounds could be heard throughout the classroom as most people enjoyed them. Quite a few preferred the alternative of the thumb or the bottle, but a small minority had empty mouths. The professor was one of those, but only because he was teaching. Between sentences, he grabbed his milk bottle to moisten his sore throat.
Sucking her pink pacifier, which matched both the ribbon in her hair and diaper cover, Stephanie let her mind wandered. Since she was sitting just behind the boy in her class she found particularly cute, her thoughts naturally became sexual.
“We could trade pacifiers.” she thought. As she kept observing him, she noticed that the boy had slightly raised himself to lean on his desk. While he was wearing a blue hoodie, his plain white diaper was fully visible. “What a cute butt.” thought Stephanie. Like many other students, he hadn’t bothered to wear pants. Neither had Stephanie. Instead, she wore a white shirt and a short dress that often got stuck on her frilly diaper cover, sometimes by accident, sometimes on purpose. A loud fart noise came from the cute boy which made Stephanie swoon. This was quickly followed by the disappearance of the crease on the rear of the diaper. A brownish bulge appeared in its place. To Stephanie’s disappointment, the boy immediately sat back down. Though she liked to imagine how the mess spread all over his behind. Nobody else cared because it was a two-hour class, at least half of them were going to poop themselves as well.
“I’d love to change his diaper.” Stephanie whined in her head. “Such a cute little baby boy.” she giggled to herself. “Or maybe he could change my diaper. Hehehe. Am I wet?” she furrowed her brow and touched the front of her diaper, finding it only a little bit wet which was only natural.
For Stephanie, a diaper that was merely humid was basically the same as a dry diaper. She wasn’t going to get changed in the near future. That made her a little disappointed because then the cute boy wouldn’t be able to change her. Still, it felt great to touch the front of her diaper and to imagine this baby boy taking care of her and her taking care of him. With such fantasies in mind, she let her hand slip almost unknowingly into the diaper to rub her private parts. Completely lost in the moment, moans came out from behind her pacifier. Louder and louder until the professor turned towards her and said: “Miss?”
This did not stop her, she didn’t hear him, so she kept going. By this point, everyone was looking at her. They didn’t feel any particular way, plenty of people touched themselves in plenty of place, but it was just getting too distracting. “Miss!” the professor shouted.
“Huh?” she said, mouth agape, which meant that her pacifier dropped on the floor. “Miss, come here please.” the professor asked her. She didn’t even grab her pacifier and made her way down the auditorium stairs. Meanwhile, the professor was writing numbers from one to ten on the blackboard. He turned to her. “I would like you to write ten times ‘I will not touch myself so loudly’ on the blackboard.” He handed her the cray and she approached the blackboard. She thought it was so humiliating to be singled out, but she planned to at least make good of it. She dropped the cray and bent to give a full view of her diapered ass to the class. When she stood back up, her dress was stuck on her diaper cover. The teacher went on with the material, but Stephanie hoped at least one pair of eyes were on her. In the middle of writing her first sentence, she left her arm up in the air and pushed with all her might. A thundering fart was heard in the auditorium and Stephanie had to squat and strain to let the mess out. It wasn’t even that big for such a show. After her proud mess, Stephanie happily returned to writing on the wall, confident that this excited the cute boy. She was right, the boy was staring at her ass with an uncontrollable erection and was stroking himself silently while thinking of changing her.