As you slowly awoke from your sleep you thought to yourself that it was only a nightmare and now your back in bed rocking peaceful...rocking? Opening your eyes you see your in a basket filled with giant baby clothes. "Oh no" You say with realization that it was all real. You see that your basket is rocking but the lid is on so you cant see whats going on. When the lid dose open you see the mother looking down just before she tips the basket over. You and the clothes stained with Sara's diaper stink fall out into a dark metal hole with a small plastic tower with fins in the center. You struggled to climb your way back out but just as you poked your head out you saw the mother's face as it was disappearing behind a closing lid. When all went dark you hear a click and the sound of water filling the chamber. "NO!!!" You shout in a panic as you worked your way to the top of the pile and started banging your fists against the washers lid screaming to be let out. But the one person who can hear you, cant.
As the realization that your trapped for the ride sank in you felt the water rising up past your toes, then ankles, then knees. As you felt your loaded diaper sink below the water the water stopped. Replaced by the machine suddenly kicking into overdrive as you were knocked into the water and sloshing around as the center tower rapidly started turning left and right. Under water you were being stirred around with clothes all around you. The minuets ticked by on this wild water ride. Till everything stopped. The water started to drain and the walls started to spin rapidly. As the water was pulled away by the force you felt you were on that spinning ride at the fair. Soon everything stopped with the sound of a buzzer all around you. With everything still you find yourself tangled in several clothes and very dizzy. As your pulling yourself free light floods in as a slender hand reaches in and pulls out a handful of clothes. Ready and waiting when she reaches in again you grab some pants and hang on as she lifts you out. Before she could put you in the dryer you let go and fall to the floor. Landing safely on your padded bottom you find that your dry and your diaper is still filled with your surprisingly still warm, soft filth. Standing up you look around and from light coming from a window can tell that the sun has just come up.
Suddenly you feel a pull as you lift off the ground and fly threw hall ways till you land in the bed of Sara. Looking up she looks like she just woke up and must have summoned you. When she pulled her covers off she you see she has soiled and wet her diaper. "Where you go Miss Stinky?" She asked as she slowly lowered herself to her bedroom floor. "Mommy dumped me in the washing machine." You reply as you crawl over to the side of the bed and lay down. "NO, Miss Stinky can't get washed You sapost to be stinky!" With the feeling of the mess in the back of your diaper slowly sliding down your rump and settling and a sniff of the air you know you lost none of your stink. But fearful she might make you do something to get back your imaginary stink you try to set her mind to ease on it and jump out of bed and turn around with your tail raised high. "No look I'm still stinky, see." You sway your hips from side to side. Letting your mess swing around. If you can you wish you knew how to spray just to save you.
Suddenly you find the world growing around you as you shank so only a few inches tall. Looking up you see Sara's giant hand reaching down for you to encase you in her iron grip. With your head and a few limbs sticking out threw her fingers you can tell by the look on her face she was not convinced. She swung her arm back behind her back and looking down you see her other hand pulling back her waistband before your cage of flesh bars opens and you find yourself falling down into the rancid muck mixture of poop and pee filling her diaper. As you land with a splat in her swamp like mess her diaper snaps shut. "This will make you stinky again." Sara said before letting out a giggle at what she was about to do. Without warning the walls close in on you as Sara grabs the back of her diaper and squeezes it. As the muck comes at you from all directions you are coated in it from head to tail. When the pressure lets loose you look up as the floor of the diaper rushes up to squish against Sara's Butt as it and you smash into her butt and she starts smearing it all around in a circle. When the floor finally dropped away Sara let out a wet fart that let out a spray and gas of stink threw out the diaper. As she is doing this to you you don't even fight against it. You just sit in her filth up to your chest as her wet fart rains a spray of more mess down on your head with a look of defeat. Before the gass cleared you felt gravity take affect as your slimy prison fell before landing and Sara's massive rear end came crashing down on you with to you was a loud BOOM! You felt your body twist and crush as she started grinding her butt on the ground. After a few minuets she stopped as you can hear giant footsteps approaching. You felt the weight lift off you as Sara was being picked up. "Morning Sara. Smells like you need a change." The mother said as she walked Sara over to the changing station. "Miss stinky is in there." Sara said for no reason. "Yep, smells like shes back there. lets get her out." The mother replied as she laid Sara down to be changed. As the diaper tabs were ripped and it fell open you grew back to normal size and found that you were clean. "Alright Miss Stinky, out." The mother said while looking at your shins. But quickly obeyed as you crawled over and sat next to Sara as Her mother got to work.
When Sara's mom finished putting Sara in a fresh diaper Sara grabs you and holds you close in a hug as her mother picked you both up and carried you into the dining room. When she sets Sara down at the kiddy table Sara set you down on her lap. For a while you waited as Sara preoccupied herself petting you. When her mother came back she set down a plate and a sippy cup for Sara. "Just how you like it sweety. Chocolate chip pancakes with ketchup and prune juice." Sara reached down and picked up a piece of the cut up pancake and dipped it into the ketchup before putting it in her mouth. "Mmmm." Sou shudder in her lap some as she takes another piece, dips it, and brings it to your mouth to hand feed you. With no choice you except the piece and with much effort force it down. After breakfast the mother led us back to Sara's room where she dressed Sara in a pink and black dress with a skull wearing a bow on it.
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