Babe Academy Chapter Twenty Eight (Patreon)

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About halfway through the bottle, April the Adult Baby began feeling quite gassy.

She sucked the nipple aggressively, filling her mouth with the sweet milk before swallowing and taking in another mouthful. Inside, her belly grew warm and swollen, the milk making her feel weak and sleepy. She was on the verge of drifting off when she felt a huge fart slip out, vibrating Ms. Murphy’s lap through the seat of her thick, crinkly diaper.

“Uh oh!” Kim said with a giggle, crinkling her nose teasingly. “Has someone got a rumbly tummy, honey bunny?”

A couple of short, but noisy flatulent blasts made her fleshy buttocks vibrate and jolted her wide awake, Ms. Murphy’s sexy laughter making her blush. April knew, in some distant, dusty corner of her mind, that she was supposed to hold in her toots, and that farting in front of other people was a definite no-no. But she lacked the muscle control to stop herself, and she didn’t have the energy to feel anything other than mild embarrassment, even as she continued occasionally passing gas.

“Awww... is her poor little tummy upset?” Ms. Murphy whispered softly, noting with glee that the bottle was still half full. She softly rubbed April’s tummy, feeling her guts gurgling away inside of her. Something was brewing deep inside the beautiful Adult Baby... Kim couldn’t wait to see what it was.

April continued sucking her bottle, but she was squirming uncomfortably, and the farts she was ripping at random were getting longer, bubblier... and dangerously wet. April could feel moisture building up between her butt-cheeks, especially when she squirmed uncomfortably, trying to find a spot on Ms. Murphy’s lap that would alleviate the vague, uncomfortable pressure in her stomach that was getting more persistent by the minute.

She had nearly drifted off to sleep, but was jolted awake again when she heard herself pass gas loudly, totally beyond her control. She blushed when she heard Kim chuckling, but it did feel good to relieve the pressure, if only temporarily.

The gurgling in her tummy was growing more insistent, the gas she was passing getting more moist, and all the time, the pressure in her bowels seemed to be building, growing stronger every minute. Too late, she realized that her colon was full to the limit and beginning to spasm, and she was about to have a major accident.

Not that the regressed April understood the technical explanation. Uh-oh! She thought, disengaging from the nipple, her mouth wet with milk and drool. Boom Boom!

And just like that, she began to violently, noisily void her bowels into her diaper.

But by the time she realized it, it was too late to do anything about it, and she lacked the muscle control to hold in her pee or poop very long at the best of times. Her face reddened when she felt her crinkled anus open, totally without her permission, and a large surge of hot, lumpy mush emerged, forcing her buttocks apart and spattering into the seat of her adult-sized pampers with a gross, flatulent accompaniment.

“Oh dear!” Kim said, fanning her face teasingly against the stink that was already beginning to emerge. “I think it’s poopy time!”

That was an understatement. April’s face reddened, and she grunted noisily when her bowels cramped again, forcing out another explosive round of gooey diarrhea into the seat of her big-girl pampers that she had no chance of even trying to hold in. The load burbled out of her with a noisy farting sound, instantly squishing between Ms. Murphy’s lap and her pleasantly plump buttocks.

She thought maybe it was over... but moments later, she felt her bowels acting up again. With her face red from exertion and maybe just a little embarrassment, she made a futile effort to hold it in, only to helplessly squeal when she utterly failed, loading her pants with an absolutely nasty flatulent rumble and spatter, wincing when she felt the hot load squishing against her soft, dainty bum.

When she’d finished, all poor April could do was breathe heavily, well aware of the heavy stink that was enveloping her, but too exhausted to feel anything about it. Far more humiliating was the realization that she’d just had a massive accident in her diaper in front of the beautiful Ms. Murphy, and she glance back over her shoulder into the woman’s smiling face with a growing sense of shame.

“PPPEEEEEEE-YYYOOOOOUUUU!” Kim said teasingly, reaching up to pinch her nose closed. “I smell a messy diaper! What have you got to say for yourself, honey bunny? Did you make a big mess in your britches?”

April responded by farting loudly, grunting and moaning, shivering when she felt a little more mess come mushing out of her into the already loaded seat of her pampers.

“On your feet,” Kim said, helping April stand unsteadily, her diaper bulging and stained behind her. “Let\s have a look at that poopy pamper.”

Pouting and blushing, April allowed herself to be turned around, squirming in embarrassment when Kim started chuckling at the sight of her bulging, stained diaper-butt. Leaning over, she hooked a finger into the waistband and tugged it out, glancing inside with a distasteful look on her face.

“Yeesh! You sure made a mess of these, didn’t you, honey bunny?”

April could only nod sheepishly in response. Kim removed her finger and gave the seat of April’s poopy pampers a pat, delighting in the way the diapered beauty blushed and shivered in response. April’s poop packed pampers were all hot and heavy behind her, dragging the seat of her diaper down to reveal the top of her butt-crack behind her. April shifted from foot to foot and shivered, her buttocks all hot and gooey.

“It’s stinky, mommy!” April remarked, hoping she could coax a diaper change out of Ms. Murphy. Instead, the woman simply gave a sultry laugh and pressed the load in April’s diaper up against her dainty bottom with the palm of her hand, rubbing it in firmly. Kim grinned when the girl groaned and shivered in response.

“It sure is, babykins! I don’t think I’ve ever seen a diaper this messy before!”

Pouty and blushing, April turned to look over her shoulder with a pitiful expression. “Can baby has changies, Ma-ma?”

“Oh-ho! Well... I suppose that depends, darling,” Ms. Murphy said, her voice husky and teasing.

April allowed herself to be turned once more, then guided downward, until she was on her knees, gazing up at her sexy tormentor with round eyes, eager to please... especially if it meant getting out of these messy diapers before she got a rash on her sensitive little tushy, Kim reached out to stroke her soft cheek, bending down to kiss the adorable Adult Baby sweetly on the mouth.

“If you want a change from mommy,” Kim whispered, leaning back in her seat, taking her skirt in her hands and slowly pulling it up to reveal her smooth bare legs, “you’re going to have to do something for me in return.”

The skirt continued to rise, and April studied Ms. Murphy’s legs with approval, watching her reveal more and more of her body. Kim spread her thighs apart as the hem of the skirt first hit, then passed crotch level, and April saw that Kim wasn’t wearing panties. This wasn’t a surprise to her since Ms. Hunter and Dr. Waxler seldom wore panties either (along with most of the other staff, or so it seemed to April.)

But she still smiled at the sight of Ms. Murphy’s neatly trimmed bush, and she understood what was expected of her. With the load in her diaper squishing behind her, the stink of her mess enveloping her, April eagerly buried her face between Ms. Murphy’s legs and began slurping and lapping urgently at her sweet pussy.