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You sat down. A package was on your mind. Waiting for the samples to come. Waiting for your first deep dive into this field. You wanted some comfort, some absorption, you wanted to try getting diapers.

You had originally bought diapers at the store a while back, but they were way too small. The only use you had for them was by sticking 3 of them together in order to get them to fit. Not only was that excessively hacky, they broke apart if you dare looked at them the wrong way.

You didn't want to deal with that again, so you got with your acquaintances in Dmod and asked how you could get some adult diapers without letting your house mate know. They recommended getting samples from DLDLU, so you bought some large ones last week, and they should be arriving by now.

You go outside and run some errands for a bit...

Coming back home, you see a package from Down Load Double. You were told this was a code word for DLDLU, so you brought it in.

'What is that?' your house mate asks.

'Something personal.' you reply, trying to avoid conversation. Luckily, your house mate doesn't try to pry. You walk into your room and quickly lock the door.

You pull the tab open, breaking it a bit. You see the two diapers you ordered, neatly packed in a bag. Eager to try one on, you try to put the back part on the back of your bottom, and tape it to the front. The tapes turn out to be misaligned, so you pull the tape.

Part of the diaper rips onto the tape, blocking the adhesive. You go on Dmod again and mention this. People suggested using duct tape as a workaround. You cut a piece of duct tape and put it on top of the diaper's tape and then put it on again.

The duct tape didn't stick well enough, and kept coming off.

If only the diaper was somehow fused to your body...

You mention how the duct tape didn't stick, so you try the other diaper in your sample pack.

You align the back with yours, and tape it to the front, careful that it is aligned properly and tight. You align it properly and tape it, as far as you can tell, anyway. It felt a bit too small, and not in a good way.

You decide to order hook-and-loop diapers this time, making sure it's extra large.

Another week passes, and you come back home to find another package.

Locking yourself in your room, you open the package to find the hook-and-loop diapers in a bag, along with an unexpected surprise. Some lollipops were in the bag, along with a card. You align the back of these diapers, and tape them to the front, trying out which tape positions worked thanks to the hook-and-loop tapes.

You find one that works, tape it, and made sure the diaper was as tight as possible. You walk around and your diaper slowly lowers down, making you unsure if it was going to fall off. You tighten the right tape and you find that you can't tighten the left tape further, so you loosen the right tape a bit, tighten the left tape, and the diaper still feels a bit loose.

You weren't going to let this ruin your day, though, so you start to have your fun with the diaper. A tent is pitched, and you made sure to rub it. It wasn't long before you started to grind your diaper crotch against a pillow.

Lots of cum bursted out, pretty early on. You were disappointed it had to end this way, as now the diapers just felt like a normal heated space. You take off the diaper and go to the bathroom to wipe the cum off your entire crotch. There was so much.

You go on DMod and post about how loose the diaper was. As a joke, you remark about how you wish you had permanently fused diapers that never came off. They'd at least be tight enough to walk around with. A DM arrives on your screen.

Your best friend has messaged you about something you've had fantasies over for a long time.

'I actually have a skin patch that is supposed to make you into a being made of latex and grow a permadiaper.' he claims.

'Grow a diaper? Like as part of your body?' I ask.

'Yes. If you want to try it, we can come to my house tonight.'

'You mean you haven't used it already?'

'I don't think I'll be able to hide such a big diaper from my boss.'

It hit you. If you grow a permadiaper, you can't take it off. Not for any reason, especially not around your house mate. This thought did not last long, as a mixture of curiosity and sudden decreased blood flow to the brain caused you to continue.

Before you know it, you drove to your bestie's house. Ringing the doorbell, you see a familiar face open the door.

'Oh hey. Come in.' he said.

'Hi. How are you?' you asked. You really weren't sure you wanted to know how his day went, you just wanted to start the conversation.

'My boss has had it with me this time. If I make one mistake, my job's in jeopardy.'

'Huh.' you quickly said, looking around the place.

'I don't know what to do about it.'

'Yeah.' you say, hands in pockets as if you were waiting for something.

'Something wrong?' he asks. He's on to you.

'No. Just thinking about my loose diapers.' You didn't want him to know you really just wanted that patch, but you couldn't help but slip.

'What about them?' he asks. A moment of silence for your relationship with your bestie(?). 'Oh. That.'

He turns around. 'Wait here. And no peeking.' he prompts, trust slowly draining from him.

You sat in your chair, waiting for your bestie to come back. With the patch...

He came back. With the patch. It said 'DLDLL' on it and nothing else.

'Guess I didn't really have any use for this.' he reflected. Of course, you know this skin patch would be very valuable, not only to diaper lovers, but to people in general for its anomalies. Luckily for you, he doesn't seem to realise this. He gives you the patch, and you pull up your shirt.

You stick the patch to your lower stomach area, and pull down your shirt.

'Now you're going to want to think of your sona.' he instructed. Interesting proposition. Thinking up a sona.

...

Sona thought.

'Have you got it memorised?' he asked. 'Yup.' you answer, sona in head.

'Good. Keep it in mind while you wait for the effects to take hold. This will be your new life.'

You wait. You open up your shirt to find that the patch disappeared, a glossy red area taking its place. You put your fingers on it and it felt cold, but squishy.

'It seems to be working.' he observed.

'Well, it's getting late. See you later.' you say, as you approach the front door, opening it and walking to your car.

'Take care.'

You drive to your home. As you exit the car, your whole belly has turned glossy and red, devoid of hair. You grab your keys and unlock the door. You walk in to hear your house mate snoring. He's a loud one. You walk into your room and take off your shoes and socks, to see your feet turn shiny and black, toes fusing into hooves.

You take off your shorts to find that your entire pelvis is made of the same black latex, boner still stuck in a tent. This must be that permadiaper he was talking about. You take off your shirt, and see red breasts, but they were very different. No longer were they flat, they were round, like a lady's. And they had no nipples either.

You grab your new latex tits, squeezing them like stress balls, feeling no pain whatsoever. While you do that, your arms turn glossy and red, and soon your hands as well. Your fingers turn black as you continue to grope yourself. You begin to notice that something is starting to block your vision, a red muzzle growing out of your face.

You stretch it out and it snaps back, no pain despite how hard it snapped. You look for some reflective surface to see your changes, so you turn to the glass of your TV. You see a red rubber goat in the reflection. No hair, wide ears, and horizontal pupils. You look down and see your shiny legs, your shiny sexy red latex legs.

Your legs looked hot with that new gloss, like heeled boots, but permanently affixed to your new rubber body. You slide your digits across your rubber body, enjoying the lack of seams on your permadiaper, which has gotten poofier by the minute. You take a lollipop, chew it, and start grinding against your pillow. The more you grinded, the bigger the permapadding between your legs.

Your door opens, your house mate standing behind it. He looks at you with wide open eyes, before putting on a face of disgust.

'Get out of my house.' he prompted, every word filled with anger.

'It's me-' you reply, not even able to finish your message before your house mate interrupts you.

'I know. Get the fuck out of my house. And take that shit off.'

He starts pulling your diaper, tugging at it every which way. He eventually gives up, and instead shows you the front door.

...

It has been days since you were kicked out of your home. You knew all along no one would accept that you exist. But with that irremovable diaper of yours, you can no longer hide it. You begin to feel really dumb for taking that patch.

You sat on the pavement in front of your house, no longer allowed inside. You don't look at it anymore, for fear of bringing back once-good memories turned painful. This house mate was an alright guy at first, but his true controlling nature revealed itself to you. He never liked you, he never cared for you, he never wanted to be around you. But he was forced to learn the truth and face it.

You see your bestie's car in the distance. Out of nowhere, no explanation, he came.

Well actually there is explanation.

'How's your new life?' he asked.

'I lost my home.' you bluntly respond.

His eyes opened wide.

'Immediately?'

'Yes. And somehow, he already recognised me.'

'That must be really painful. I think I know a place where you may get along better.'

You make eye contact with him. You were desperate to do anything for a new home.

You can't feel (physical) pain anymore, so what's the worst that can happen?