Chapter #9Sneak into the Bathroom by: Unknown You decided you were too embarrassed to use the diaper. If you did that, Emma would have to change you, and she might find out your extra appendage really works. You shuddered to think about what she might do if that happened. Plus, you were pretty sure these dolls weren't supposed to pee, and though Emma was a bit of a ditz, she might figure out you aren't truly a doll.
That left only one option. You slowly slid off the bed and entered Emma's bathroom, which was connected to her room. You eased open the door with some difficulty, praying Emma wouldn't hear. Luckily, the sound of the running water masked the sound of the door.
You saw the silhouette of Emma behind the showers curtain, her enormous bosom hanging free and her bubble butt popping out from her body. Like it or not, you had to admit Emma had curves. You shook away your marvelling and returned to the task at hand.
You crept over to the toilet, undoing your diaper, and quickly relieved yourself. You didn't flush because you feared it would be too loud.
Unfortunately, you had some trouble doing back up the diaper's straps, and it took you a moment to get done. In that moment, you realized it had gone strangely quiet.
Your eyes widened as you realized what had changed. The shower had stopped running!
In horror, you tried to dash out of the room, but it was too late, as the dripping, curvaceous form of Emma stepped out of the shower before you.
You froze, hoping Emma wouldn't notice you. She stood above you, her shaven crotch looming over you, making you tremble with fear.
Emma looked down and saw you, and her eyes widened.
"Evan?" Emma said in disbelief.
You shook your head violently no, but it was too late. Emma's face lit up with glee as she jumped to conclusions.
"So you do want to be babied by me!" Emma said joyfully, "I get it now. You got Amanda to help you so that you could be my baby!"
Emma leaned down and reached for you. You turned and dashed off, knowing your only chance was to escape now.
But it was no use. Emma easily swooped you up into her arms, hugging you tightly to her naked form.
"This makes me so happy! I'm never letting you go, Evan! I'm going to be the best mother ever!"
You screamed your protests, but they came out as just muffled noise against Emma's bosom, which she interpreted as affirmation.
"I'm glad you like this arrangement, too," Emma said.
She squeezed you tighter to her chest as she squealed with glee.
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