Regression Crisis Issue Forty Two (Patreon)

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The playhouse was filled with the sound of farts and squishes, accompanied by Harley’s giggling. Supergirl’s cheeks were bright red, and she was utterly humiliated to be caught sneaking away to mess her diaper... especially by the cackling she-clown! Though she’d been regressed like the others, she still possessed enough of her memories and personality to be embarrassed about messing herself, and she preferred to do it in private.

But she could barely control herself at the best of times now, and the idea of stopping once she’d started was impossible. So she just bore down with a grunt, trying to get it over with as quickly as possible, the seat of her pampers getting lumpy and heavy behind her. The stink was bad and getting worse all the time... in the enclosed space of the playhouse, the stench quickly filled the small room, and there could be no question what was going on.

“That’s right, Superstinker,” Harley cackled behind her, lightly pressing her hand into the back of Kara’s diapers, feeling the load growing hotter and heavier against her palm. “Push! Fill those Huggies for your beautiful Big Sister Harley!”

“Unnn! Uhhh!” Kara couldn’t help herself. The bloated, crampy ache in her guts was crying out for relief. She strained softly to herself, feeling the pile of poopy growing in the seat of her diaper at a steady rate. It crackled and spattered, with intermittent bursts of noisy gas that rumbled her diaper and echoed in the small playhouse.

“Eww!” Harley said, crinkling her dainty nose. “Those beans made your butt disastrous, didn’t they, honey bunch?”

“Uhhg!” Kara grunted, blowing out a noisy fart in response, her dainty little hole stretched to it’s max to accommodate her massive load. Her diaper was reaching it’s limit too, the seat bulging and sagging and turning brown behind her. She shivered when she felt Harley press and squish the load against her, making her situation even messier.

At last, her bowel movement came to the end with a gassy spatter. Harley grinned happily, pressing the massive, bulging load into Kara’s bum, squishing it up against her rump. The former Supergirl looked over her shoulder with rosey cheeks, biting her lips as she felt the mess pressing warmly up against her buttocks. She was loath to admit it, but in some weird way... it did feel kind of good.

She felt Harley’s hand on her shoulder, and didn’t realize what the clown was planning until she felt a sharp tug pulling her backwards.

“Yeek!”Kara squealed, toppling back and landing heavily on her diapered rump with a muddy squelch, the heavy, gooey load mushing against her butt and wedging up thickly between her cheeks, the sensation making her bottom lip quiver.

She shivered when she felt Harley’s arms slip around her waist, the clown’s breath hot in her ear as she whispered: “You really stunk up this playhouse. Like, bad.”

The words made Kara whimper, her eyes wet with tears of pure humiliation. Harley chuckled, sending an icy shiver down her spine.

“Don’t worry, Pooperpants; Big Sister still loves you. Even if you do STINK!”

Kara groaned in embarrassment, but she didn’t have time to worry about it... Harley lowered her down onto her back on the floor. Before Supergirl knew what was happening, Harley was sitting atop her stomach facing her feet, her diapered tush thrust out behind her. She looked coyly over her shoulder, giggling when Kara looked at her quizzically.

“You had your turn. Now it’s time for Big Sister Harley to show you how to REALLY load a diaper!”

Kara struggled to free herself, but there was nothing she could do. Weeks of exposure to red solar radiation and brown kryptonite enema treatments had rendered poor Supergirl, once one of the strongest beings on the planet, as weak and helpless as a kitten... so much so, she was unable to move the cackling ex-villain from her position.

“Those beans really did a number on me, too,” Harley confessed, sighing as she unleashed a heavy fart, which Kara felt through the clown’s diaper. Kara groaned and struggled, but was easily pinned in place by her tormentor, immobilizing the young kryptonian heroine and rendering her totally helpless.

The gorgeous blonde Harley barely had to do any straining before her diaper began to fill, her pert, well-rounded buttocks parting to accommodate the mess that came oozing out of her with a series of audible squelches. The gooey mess settled into the seat of her pamper which bulged out behind her to accommodate it.

The clown grunted, giggling like mad when she ripped ass loudly, a large, mushy mass spattering into the back of her diaper like a fastball into a catcher’s mitt. Behind her, Supergirl let out a displeased squeal, obviously not enjoying being so close to the action. Her nose twitched as Harley began to add her own stink to the already noticeably heavy air in the playhouse.

“Uhh! Oh yeah...” Harley husked, her voice sensual as her diaper began bulging noticeably behind her. She grunted and strained, giggling when she was rewarded by ripping another huge guff, followed by a surge of mush from her bum into the seat of her diaper. Supergirl emitted a displeased noise, unnerved by the way the activity inside Harley’s diaper was rumbling the front of her own pampers, causing friction in some very sensitive places.

“Feels so good,” the clown said quietly, almost to herself, bouncing up and down on her diapered rump ever so slightly, sighing when she felt the still growing mess squishing delightfully against her rounded, womanly buttocks. “Mmmm... It’s all mushy against my bum-bum,” she sighed, taking time to enjoy herself for a moment before she started pushing again.

The former Supergirl squirmed, wincing both at the sensation of Harley’s diaper squishing against her and the mess inside her own diaper getting mushed even further against her dainty, lily-white tushy. The sting was bad and getting worse with every toot and squish from the seat of Harley’s diapers... and it seemed like there was no end in sight.

“Phew! Smells like an outhouse in here!” Harley giggled moments before she ripped ass again, followed by another mudslide into the seat of her pampers. “’Scuse me!” she said with a relieved sigh.

Kara had no idea how much longer she had to endure the close-up view of the epic mess Harley was pumping out into her pampers... it started to feel like forever. At last she seemed to be finished, and she remained in place, sitting atop the gorgeous blonde superheroine, grinding the seat of her poopy pampers against her crotch, the mess in her own diaper getting wedged further and further up her butt-crack with every passing moment. Harley savoured the sensation of the formerly powerful heroine struggling beneath her, desperate to free herself. That combine with sensation of the hot, heavy load squishing away in her pants, creating a whiplash of conflicting feelings of domination and humilation inside of her. The whirlwind of sensations was driving her into an erotic frenzy. She grinned... poor Supergirl had no idea that her troubles were just beginning!