Ah, the wonders of being able to enjoy a nice long sleep. The joy of lying in bed, not being bothered by anything. That would be something you would be able to enjoy if you weren't stuck in this form. After all, diapers didn't need to sleep, so why should you be able to do that? Peach, completely oblivious towards your struggles of being her royal padding, given the fact that she was still asleep (and on top of that wouldn't care anyway), simple moved to the side, as you felt your body getting squished between her legs.
She often did this when she...was having those sorts of dreams. Those no one would suspect her to have. Given the fact that you practically never left her side, you knew her pretty well by now. And it was normally this sign, her squishing you between her legs, that made it quite evident that she had a wet dream. That or she had to go, but that usually conicided with each other. You discovered what she was dreaming about when she suddenly started to moan one night. And from then on it was only a matter of seeing certain patterns here and there.
On the outside she may appear quite childish, mostly because of how she acted, but you knew that deep inside this princess there was strong burning lust that seemed like it wouldn't ever be satisfied. Well, to be fair, she wasn't exactly the type of person who would get it on with anyone. Up to now at least. You've never seen her have some sexy time with someone else. Not even with Mario. And to the public those two looked like a couple.
Well, apparently that didn't seem to be the case. All Peach ever did for Mario, while you were her diaper, was to bake a cake and invite him to all sorts of events. There may have been a few kisses here and there, but they never went further. You weren't sure if Peach simply didn't want to, was scared about it, or the thought never occured to her. One thing was certain though, there was alot of pent up sexual energy within this princess. But she hid it pretty well from the public.
So much so, that it only seemed to surface when she wasn't in control of herself. It made you wonder if she was even aware of it. Well, you weren't exactly able to look into her head and there was no way she would talk to you about it either. So all you could do was make assumptions. Seeing the princesses hand move into your direction, you knew where this was going. If you had a face, it would have been covered by her hand by now, as she began to press your frontside against her womanhood.
A low gasp escaped her mouth as she did so. Then she began to pull her feet a little closer to your backside. Given the signs you had a rough idea of what was going to happen next, so you braced yourself. And sure enough, it didn't take long before Peach's bladder emptied itself into your front, as she let out a sigh of relief. Your body absorbed the yellow liquid, growing with every drop that entered you. Shortly after, your mind was practically and probably literally filled with her urine. As your whole perception was overloaded with her piss.
All you could smell, all you taste, all you could see, was nothing more than the liquid byproducts of a princess. Peach began to rub your wet front as you had trouble to even think straight. Even after all this time, you still couldn't deal with a situation like this. It wasn't a matter of disgust or your mental fortitude. No, this was something you simply couldn't overcome. The limits of being a diaper. Every time she used you, some of your energy seemed to depleet.
Just like how a diaper couldn't contain it's contents forever if it kept getting used, you felt yourself get weaker, every time the princess decided to take a leak or drop a mess into you. You seemed to deal better with messes though, as they only smelled bad and gave you a feeling of carrying something heavy. Wettings on the other hand were far worse, often making it hard for you to think, as they could easily overpower your mind. And there was only one way to reverse this. But for that you had to wait. As the princess was still fast asleep.
You weren't sure whether it took minutes or hours before Peach began to move again. Down here, underneath her blanket, there was no light. On top of that your senses were clouded by her pee, basically making it impossible to think straight. Then you could hear a yawn, as the blonde sat up in her bed. She took a moment to rub her eyes, before coming to her senses. Peach didn't immediately leave her bed, but instead sat there, taking in everything she was currently feeling.
Obviously she must have felt the wetness between her legs, but she chose to not pay it any attention. Waiting, rather than taking action. Because if it were up to Peach, she would wear you way longer, thinking you could still hold alot more than that. Luckily for you, the decision of whether or not Peach would keep wearing you in your current state, wasn't one she had any say in, as her servants normally decided when the princess would need a change.
Of course only having in mind what would be best for the princess, the toads would change her, to not risk her having any health related problems. Peach had by now accepted that, although she would sometimes try to avoid her servants, just to keep wearing you for a little while longer. Right now however, it would be quite hard for her to do so, as one of the Toads would check up on her, whenever she woke up. You knew why they always kept showing up exactly when the princess would wake up. You saw it.
The camera up there in the corner. They were watching her. Well, considering that it wasn't uncommon for Peach to get kidnapped, this was probably just a safety measure. But still, it was kinda creepy. Back on the other side of the room, you could hear a door being opened. This was the Toad who would check up on her today. "Good morning princess. Have you slept well?" said a female voice. "Good morning Toadette. I've slept like a baby."
"Well that's good to hear. Now if you excuse me, I do need to check up on you., would you please remove your blanket." Toadette asked. Peach did as she was told, and suddenly the total darkness around you was illuminated by a bright light. Although your vision was of course still pretry yellow, you could finally see something. Not much later you were staring into the face of Toadette, who was inspecting you. She didn't show the slightest hint of disgust as she began to touch your wet front. "You seem to be in desperate need of change."
You couldn't quite see Peach's face when she answered, because the lower half of her night gown was obstructing your view, but you knew what she was going to say. "Ugh alright. I would've liked to stay in it for a little while longer though. Just for today. There would be no harm in it after all, if I would only do it one day." Toadette shook her head "I have to insist. We don't want you to get a rash. That would make it quite hard for you to sit on your throne. What if an ambassador from a far away Land would suddenly show up on our doorstep. What would they think if you, a princess, wouldn't greet them on your throne, but rather in the middle of the room, rubbing your royal posterior?"
"I get it. Although we didn't have one of those visit us for a while now. Two years ago, they visited us every other day. I wonder what happened." You couldn't really remember ever seeing an ambassador show up in castle too, but you had a rough idea as to why they weren't showing up anymore.
Toadette seemed to think the same, as she hastily changed the topic. "Maybe they didn't have a good reason to visit us lately. How about we get you ready for today, so we can try and work on a new strategy to attract new visitors?" Peach nodded after hearing this. "Yes, maybe we are just missing something that gets them to visit us again." She was always the kind of person who took pleasure in coming up with fun ideas. Perhaps she could host another kart or smash tournament, or maybe a party, or anything sports related. She hadn't done any of those in a while now.
Jumping out of her bed, Peach followed Toadette, who led her over to the bathroom, where a large changing table was already waiting for her. Lying down on it, Peach waited for Toadette to do her job. The mushroom girl however, began to let hot water into the bathtub. "This time I won't forget to get you a nice warm bath. I still can't apologize enough for what happened the last time I forgot." You didn't want to remember what had happened that time. But Peach didn't seem to be that bothered about it.
"Anyway, let's get you out of that diaper. It probably must feel quite icky right about now." It was another one of Toadette's subtle attempts of getting the princess to dislike the feeling of used diapers. But like every other attempt it seemed to fall on deal ears. "It's just a bit chilly right now, but still comfortable." Toadette paid no mind to Peach's answer and went to work. Removing your tabs, she let your front fall down on the changing table, revealing the royal unmentionables, which she quickly began to clean using wet wipes.
It didn't take long before she had removed you from underneath Peach's butt, undressed her and thrown the used wet wipes into your padded body, which she then sealed off. The next step was always a bit humiliating as she discarded you into the nearby diaper pail, which was already filled with tons of your previous bodies. You could only see her face for a short moment, as she threw you into this stinking pit, not paying any mind to what she just doomed you to, before the lid closed.
And there you were, stuck between all sorts of diapers that once were you, filled with either pee, poop, or both. The smell was alot to take in, you knew that, after all you visited this place three times a day, but it was still so overwhelming. Now you could only wait to transfer into Peach's next diaper. Which could take a while since she was currently taking a bath.
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