A Diapered Trip To The Dentist

Cassandra did a little twirl in front of the mirror, worried about the pampers size seven that hid barely unseen below her school issued skirt. As she finished her rotation, she noted that with just enough movement, anyone who was staring at her might see it. The high school senior feared that a gentle breeze, or walking up a flight of stairs, would grant anyone close enough to her, a generous view of her infantile choice of underwear.



"Dammit!"



If only she hadn't fallen asleep while doing her laundry the night before she wouldn't be in this situation. Cassandra recalled finding her panties and the majority of her clothing smelly from sitting in the washing machine all night, ripe with the scent of mildew when she had awoken over an hour ago. With a heavy heart, she remembered that she had opted to grab a pair of Pampers from a diaper bag that her mother had for when she babysat. At the time, Cassandra thought she was a genuis since she wasn't going to school completely naked beneath her skirt. She'd rather risk humiliation than face expulsion for flashing her peers.


In the here and now, she realized that it was a very stupid idea to just prance around in a pair of pampers like an overgrown baby. She was literally flirting with social suicide if she was caught in these damn diapers. It was bad enough that she was the shortest girl in her senior class, getting confused for an elementary school kid on occasion. Now, thanks to this diaper, she might become the laughing stock of Connersville High. All because she didn't have time to wait for her panties to dry.


'Why didn't I just stay home from school?'


Like the striking of a match, it came to the short high school senior.


'I should just go home. It's not like ditching one day will hurt my grades.'


Cassandra pushed open the door to the ladies room and stepped out into the hallway, right in front of the most popular girls in the school. Just her luck, only she would manage to practically walk right up to them, diaper crinkling between her thighs like a wayward preschooler. to  



"You look lost, squirt."



The leggy blond stated with a laugh.



"Hey, Stephenie. Don't be mean to her!" An Asian gal defended the diminutive pampered girl.



"Yeah, Abbie is right, she could be a teacher's kid or something."



"She sure looks like she's lost or something, Jessie." Stephenie, the tall blond replied, towering over Cassandra. "You looking for the employee daycare little girl?"



With a mixture of nervousness and apprehension, Cassandra spoke up, hoping to set the record straight.



"I'mma senur hew!"



Instantly, she brought her hands up to her mouth, covering it. How had she forgot about the terrible lisp that her new braces gave her?!



"Ohh mai God!" Abbie squealed. "That is just too cute!"



"She wants to pretend to be a big girl like us." Stephenie snorted.



"Nod pwetendin!" Casandra whined.



"Honestly, she sounds like she might be special needs or something. Probably lost." Jessie speculated.



"Good point. She's acting like a spaz."



"That's a bit harsh, Stephenie. The poor girl just needs our help."



"You just want to get brownie points with however is watching over her so you can get another babysitting gig."  The blond replied to Abbie.



"So what? It's good money and at least I wouldn't be changing diapers with this one." Abbie defended herself.



"Eh, wouldn't be so sure of that. I heard some crinkling when she walked up to us."


Casandra edged herself a step back from Stephenie, but it was no use, the trio of high school socialites were swarming around her.  



"No way! Seriously?"



"Let's check."



Abbie and Jessie closed in on the tiny girl and were more preoccupied with what was under Cassandra's skirt to notice that another girl had entered the hallway.



"Cassandra, is that you?!"



All eyes turned to this newcomer and, for the moment, Cassandra was saved from getting her skirt flipped. Still, until she could get away from these sharks, her padded secret was perilously close to being exposed.



"I thought that was you." The new girl stated before continuing. "Mrs. Billingsley is looking for you right now!"



Cassandra breathed a sigh of relief as her oldest friend grabbed her arm and tugged down the hall with her, away from the inquisitive senior students.



"Tanks for savin meh, Becky."



"No sweat. You looked uncomfortable as shit and that damn lisp probably had them thinking you belonged on the short bus or something."



"Yeh, dey were gonna tak meh to the spesail class."



"Wait a minute!" Becky stopped abruptly. "Casandra, it's Tuesday! Don't  you have a dentist appointment this morning to fix that shit?"



"Oh, cwap!" The small senior swore, knowing that she had to haul ass to get to her appointment or she'd be stuck with these terrible braces for another week until Doctor Nick got another spot open for her. Just thinking about him caused her legs to grow weak and her pamper to grow just a tiny bit warm.



"You better hurry, girl!"



"Cya lader!"



Cassandra called out as she ran down the hallway and towards the parking lot, leaving behind a very confused Becky. Had she stuck around, Becky would've asked her what the hell was under her skirt.



About ten minutes later, Cassandra pulled her Nissan into the parking lot of Smiley Town Dental, where she knew Doctor Nick waited for her. It was a foolish thing to get worked up about, but the small high school senior had a genuine crush on her dentist. She'd seen him at her favorite coffee shop a few times during the last few months and he always gave her a sweet little smile. Of course, that was before he became her dentist, but she didn't care about what he did for a living. The guy was a hunk and probably only a few years older than she was.


Cassandra pushed the door open to the dental clinic and walked over to where the receptionist sat. At around four foot eleven, Cassandra's head peeked above the tall barrier that divided the office from the waiting area.


"Hewwo, I'm hew for mai appointmen."


The middle aged Asian receptionist looked up from her computer, trying to see who was talking, but couldn't see anyone from her vantage point. Finally, when the Tawainese woman stood up, she noticed Cassandra head staring at her.


"Oh, aren't you a brave little girl. Where your mommy?"


"She's gonna pick meh up aftawords."


"Okay then. So, you're Cassandra?"


"Yep, tats meh!"


Without much fanfare the older Asian lady led Casandra back to the operating room where a large black chair stood, waiting for her. She nervously glanced at the forboding thing before looking around at all the other equipment. She instantly spotted Doctor Nick, who sat next to the chair, but she knew not to stare. Part of her wanted to turn around and run, but she knew that this was the only way to get close to her crush. Plus, she really needed to get these damn braces adjusted and get rid of this terribly embarrassing lisp once and for all.


"Please, take a seat." Doctor Nick instructed, patting the back of the large chair.


Cassandra grimaced at the chair due to how much larger it was then her as she imbed up and took her seat in the stiff chair. She was sure that her skirt probably just barely hid her pampers from the man that sat next to her. Thinking on her toes, she decided to start up a conversation with the man of her dreams, but was interupted when Nick pumped a pedal on the chair which instantly raised it up a foot off the ground. Then, in a fluid motion, Doctor Nick wasted no time bringing the suction tube to her mouth.


"Open up for Mr. Thirsty,"


He chuckled and jammed the translucent tube under Cassandra's tongue. The taste and texture of the plastic tube was inescapable as was its power. She felt like it was going to suck her tongue off!


"Dokta! Id too stron!"


"Oh, your little lisp is just too adorable."


Doctor Nick smiled down at her, causing Cassandra's heart to flutter. 'There was just something so dreamy about his perfect teeth.' The teen thought as she watched the man pull out a black mask from behind where Cassandra sat.


Suddenly, Cassandra felt her body recline as the chair dropped back, leaving her lying parallel to the tiled floor. The tiny teen felt her guts churn due to the sudden motion as she gazed up at Doctor Nick, her pamper peeking out from just beneath the fabric of her skirt. Before she could say a thing, he leaned over her and placed a black rubber oxygen mask over her nose.


"Bud Dokta Nik!"


A muffled voice came from behind the mask that Cassandra barely recognized. It was so high pitched and pathetic sounding compared to her normal voice. 'Must be the gas'


"It's okay, Cassandra. I'm just flushing your system with oxygen at the moment and then we'll start the flow of nitrous. In a minute, you'll begin to feel a little light-headed. It's all perfectly natural to feel funny."


The Dentist explained, trying to calm down the child that laid before him. However, Cassandra couldn't calm down due to a very ominous feeling in the pit of her stomach. She may have been inhaling gas, but she knew that soon she'd be expelling more than just gas, from her ass, if she didn't say something. She pulled the mask from her face and spoke her mind.


"I hafta go to teh baffroom!" Casandra winced at how whiny she sounded.


"Now, sweetheart."


Cassandra felt her heart skip a beat.'He called me sweetheart!'


"Can't you hold it like a big girl?" He asked in a voice reserved for young children. "It's just until after I fix those pesky braces."


Her head was slightly swimming in a pool of ecstasy. Be it from the little bit of gas she inhaled or the fact that the man of her dreams was talking to her, she did not know or care. The only thing that matter to her was proving herself in front of him. 'Of course I can hold it in!'


"Sur thin Dokta Nik!"


An enthusiastic, stainless steel framed grin shined on Cassandra's face as Nick smiled back, reapplying the mask to her face.


"That's a good girl." He cooed, patting Cassandra's hair.


As the teen laid back, doing her best to keep her bowels from bursting, her dentist started adjusting the brackets on each of her teeth. Each minute that passed, a silent gassy fart escaped into her babyish underwear as Doctor Nick pressed on. She never thought she'd be grateful for the extra padding, but at least it was doing a decent job of masking the stench of her unlady like farts. Still, despite the farts, Cassandra tried to focus on the work her crush was doing in her numb mouth, if only to take her mind off of the literal shit storm that was unavoidably brewing within her. The only question she had was: would she make it to the toilet or pack her pampers while trapped under the man she secretly loved?  


Her body wriggled slightly as the pressure built up, but she had to remain strong. 'How could Nick see me as anything other than a child if I  pooped my pam- underwear in front of him?'


"It's okay, little lady. Just another ten minutes."


'Fuck! Ten minutes?!'


Casandra knew that there was no way she could possibly last another ten minutes. Not at this rate!


Without warning, a gush of hot poo escaped from her clenched butt cheeks and landed in the seat of her disposable diaper. Time literally stood still for the pint sized teenager. 'There's no way I just sharted?!'


Suddenly, her bladder simultaneously gave up, flooding the crotch of her puffy underwear while even more poo breached her tight hole and joined the rest of the mess that lined her diaper. Laying in the dentist's chair only made matter's worse as her diaper forced the soft mess to spread, slowly filling the back as her vagina sprayed urine over the front of her pamper before gravity took over. Cassandra cringed as the loud hiss of her peeing overtook the tranquility of the dental office.


Doctor Nick noticed his patient's face scrunch up as two bubbly farts pierced the air, one after another. Cassandra closed her eyes, not wanting to look at Nick nor wanting to be seen. It was all she could do to stop herself from crying as a slight wetness trickled down her thigh. Obviously, her pamper was leaking, but she didn't care, she was so humiliated that she just wanted to disappear from existence at that moment.


"Oh my goodness." The young dentist sighed. "Looks like you sprung a leak."


With a gentle but practiced hand, the object of her eighteen year old heart lifted her bottom slowly off of the surface of the chair and slide her skirt down, surveying the damage.


"Tammy, can you bring me the diaper bag I use for my niece? Little Cassandra here needs a change!"


In an instant, the receptionist appeared in front of the mortified teen, holding a large, gaudy pink bag with ABC's stenciled on the side of it.


"I can change her if you want to take a break, doctor?"


"Nah, I'm almost done here. Besides, I don't pay you enough to change diapers."


The two colleagues shared a laugh while Cassandra laid there, trying to zone out. The fact that the older Asian gal stuck around to hand her boss baby wipes while the man she loved wiped her ass only made things worse for the poor girl. Out of nowhere, she started to cry loudly, sobbing as this stud wiped her most intimate areas.


"What's the matter, baby?" The receptionist asked.


"It's probably her teeth. I didn't finish switching out her braces, but I know something that will make her feel a whole lot better."


The dentist used his free hand to twist the valve on the nitrus tank, increasing the potency of the gas. Regardless of this immense humiliation, Cassandra suddenly felt herself laugh while fantasy man cleaned up her bottom and crotch. It was an odd sensation, she tingled all over while her giggles echoed around her. She was so high that she didn't even notice that she was drooling all over herself.


"Opps, might've over done it a bit on the gas." Doctor Nick chuckled.


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Another ten minutes later, Cassandra waddled out from the dentist's office in just her top and diaper, grinning from ear to ear due to being more stoned than she had ever been in her entire life. She didn't even care that Doctor Nick's niece's diaper was wrapped around her waist, on full display, for everyone to see in the waiting room. All that mattered to her was that she got her pretty pink braces from her crush. That was all her mind could think about as the receptionist led her over to a large playpen that was in the waiting area. They had set it up for afternoons when Doctor Nick's two year old niece would visit, but it seemed like the best place to keep the doped up, baby brained teen from getting into any trouble.


"Here's some toys for you to play with until your mommy gets here."


The receptionist offered Casaandra a rattle and a set of plastic keys which the diapered teen happily grabbed.


"Mah mah."


She lisped in her dopey voice, completely oblivious to her lisp. Had she been in her right frame of mind, she would've pointed out that the new dentist, her future boyfriend if she had her way, hadn't fixed her lisp! Still, the rattle needed shaking and the keys needed to be chewed on. After all, Casandra had a busy schedule ahead of her before her mother would arrive.



The End!