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You're about to go back into much bigger diapers...
This choice: You go straight to class, worried about being late...  •  Go Back...
Chapter #7

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You rush to class as fast as you can, determined to think about this later. You make it to the college campus and plop down in the lecture hall. Happy you made it barely with time to spare, you slump in your chair gasping for breath.

"Did your alarm not go off?" A sweet voice next to you enquires. You take a look and feel your jaw hit the floor. A new girl sat next to you smiling warmly at you and she is quite beautiful.. She has long blond hair, big brown eyes behind a pair of glasses that she pushes up her nose. Just below that is quite the body with an almost comically large pair of breasts.

"I...U-uh... Yes?" You stammer a reply, trying best not to stare for fear of scaring this busty angel away.

"You don't sound very sure." She giggles. "Probably a good idea to set a cell phone alarm on the side in the future." She turns back to her book and class begins. With this studious looking woman next to you not only are you distracted from class, but you've forgotten about the bizaare events of earlier.

*GRUMBLE*. Your stomach audibly complains at the lack of food. The angel in the next seat over cocks an eyebrow and looks at you. You sink a bit more in the seat and avoid eye contact, but instead find a hand holding a calorie bar in your view.

"Better eat or you'll pass out." You look over and see the girl smiling at you, resting her chin on her free hand. You take it and eat quietly. Maybe you have a shot with her.

"Thanks... Uhm..."

"Betsy." You introduce yourself then go back to the candy bar.

"You know, most guys don't wear talcum powder. Concerned about your skin?"

"Huh? Talc...!" You sink a bit more in your seat.

"Yes, you know, baby powder? It's a cute scent." She giggles then goes back to her books and you choose not to continue the conversation for fear of where it will lead. After class you rush home and...

You have the following choices:

1. Try to destroy the pacifier...

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2. Try to make it work again...

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