‘Noooo!’ Thought Renee, ‘Why does this have to happen NOW?’ She had already had one messy accident already that morning, and now a sudden buildup of pressure and cramps told her she was about to have another one. She would have to sit in a messy diaper for the next two and a half hours, and there was absolutely nothing she could do to prevent it.

Nothing happened instantly as she expected, and for a moment, she was hopeful that she would make it to her desk, if the poop was firm enough, she had the chance if keeping most of it inside if she was sitting flat on her bottom. But almost seemingly to sense her thoughts, her rectum built up another wave of pressure. Without the power to stop the flow, her bowels dropped a large, firm load into the cupped seat of her diaper, leaving a hot mushy mound that enveloped her butt cheeks and pushed her diaper outwards. To add insult to injury, her bladder released a stream of warm pee into the padding between her legs. ‘Just GREAT,’ she thought, ‘what else could go wrong this morning.’ She hoped that whatever she had eaten to cause this mess wouldn’t burn and itch too bad.

She hated this. She wanted to be normal again, to be able to go to the bathroom when she felt like it and not when her body decided it was time. She wanted to take her diaper off and shove it into the face of the school monitor ahead of her. That would put the cranky bitch in her place. Her only satisfaction came in the knowledge that one of the monitors would have to change her shitty diaper after class.

She started to emit a very bad odor, but none of her fellow students seemed to take notice. Such smells were common here, and all the girls and academy staff had learned to ignore it long ago. When they finally filed into the classroom, Renee was reluctant to sit down, but not wanting to attract attention from the teacher, she did it anyway. She settled into the squelching mess, then slid her bottom around to find the most comfortable position. She would do a lot more shifting during the course of the morning lesson, but for now, this would do. Even sitting perfectly still, she could still feel the warm muddy poop creep further into the accessible air pockets between her diaper and her skin.

Luckily, class went surprisingly fast, they had spent most of the time reading silently from a book of their choice, and Renee had been so wrapped up in hers, that she didn’t notice the passing of time. She wet a couple of more times, but her diaper was still far from leaking. When class let out, she headed straight for the changing rooms. As she walked, she pushed hard inside to make sure everything was empty, she managed to wet a little more, but no more poop came out. Her luck dictated that she wouldn’t have to go until just after she had a fresh diaper on.

Only one other girl was there getting her diaper changed, and Renee lay down on one of the changing tables. Slipping her calves into the traction machine that would pull her legs back to her stomach, she waited for one of the nurses to come and change her. She looked like a woman in stirrups about to give birth.

She didn’t have to wait long, one of the monitors walked up to her changing table and started untaping Renee’s diaper. After the woman peeled the front of Renee’s diaper off her skin, she pushed the button on the side of the table that started the machine up and Renee’s legs were pushed slowly back until her knees were touching her tummy.

This was the part that Renee hated most about diaper changes, her butt stuck out to the world for all to see - the only thing more embarrassing was pooping her diaper in front of class, that was the worst. It didn’t take too long though, the monitor quickly cleaned the pasty mess off Renee’s bottom with the skill of repetition, and had her cleaned up, powdered and taped snugly into a new diaper within a few minutes. She wet again as soon as she stood up, but it wasn’t much, and it was hardly noticeable.

She managed to stay clean, if a little damp, through her second two and a half hour lesson - it was math and science - she hated math, but science wasn’t too bad - and after taking advantage of her scheduled diaper change, she went straight to her room that she shared with two other girls, and changed her clothes. She hated her school uniform, the skirt was way too short, and even though every other girl in the academy had to wear the same thing, she hated having to be so exposed, her diapers visible to anybody who bothered to look her way. She decided on a pair of cut-off overalls, and just like most of her clothes, they had buttons in the crotch like toddler clothing. As she pulled off her elastic-waist skirt, she caught a glance of herself in the mirror set into the opposite wall. She blushed, and was grateful for the fact that she was alone for the moment. She hated the sight of looking at her own puffy, diapered bottom, and hated living in almost constant humiliation. She dressed as quickly as she could in case somebody walked in, but her backside still puffed outward noticeably, and it was quite obvious that she was wearing a diaper under her clothing. Once she had everything on, she decided to spend some time outside sitting in the huge garden that adorned the back of the large country estate; she was only marginally damp, it was another two and a half hours til her next diaper change, and she needed to be alone for a little while.

She waddled outside, crinkling loudly in the relative silence of the overcast day. She had brought a jacket, and was glad she did as the chill air touched her face and her breath formed in front of her face in wispy vapors. She made her way down the winding path that meandered around the gardens perimeter, and found an empty bench where she could sit and read in relative privacy for a while. Sitting, she took out the book that she had stowed away in her oversized pockets, and read the first few chapters.

She finally put the book down about an hour later, when she noticed that she was not only cold, but her diaper needed changing too. It was a little past her scheduled time, but if it wasn’t too busy, none of the nurses would care. As she walked back into the large house, she could feel the weight of the wet padding between her legs hang down heavily as it rubbed against her shapely inner thighs.

Once she was dry and happy again, she headed to the playroom. Complete with a large screen tv, a row of computers with limited internet access along one wall, and video games of all type, the playroom was often the busiest place in the academy when class was not in session, and this time was no exception. One of the monitors sat at a table next to the entryway passing out baby bottles full of milk, as usual - all the girls at the academy were required to drink eight bottles a day - and as Renee accepted hers, she popped the nipple between her lips and walked inside.

She was lucky enough to find an empty computer terminal, so she sat down to surf the net for a little while. The raven haired girl sitting next to her had obviously messed in her diaper, but Renee ignored the smell. Then looking over at Renee, the girl spoke.

"Sorry about the smell.." She said with an apologetic look.

"Oh, don’t worry about it," replied Renee. She completely understood. "I just got changed myself." Renee smiled reassuringly at the girl. "By the way, my name’s Renee, what’s yours?" She stuck out her hand.

The girl accepted it and shook. "I’m Rachel." The girl seemed to be unable to get over the embarrassment of her accident.

"Hey, don’t be embarrassed, it’s not like you can help it. We’re all in the same boat here.

"Thanks for understanding. I feel so humiliated all the time, I’m glad none of my friends know what I’m doing."

The girls talked almost non-stop for the rest of the day. Sharing a wide variety of interest, the girls hit it off like long lost friends. The were interrupted a few times by meals and diaper changes, but they met back in the playroom each time to resume their conversation. A lot of the conversation focused upon the things they hated about the academy.

"You know what else sucks," Said Rachel, after coming back from a scheduled diaper change, "when you’re getting changed, and there’s a lot of people in the changing room, and your butt is stuck out for everybody to see - DAMN that’s embarrassing!"

"I know exactly what you mean, I hate that too. It makes me feel so ……well, so ‘exposed’. I wish they’d change us in private."

"Or let us change ourselves, that would be even better."

"We’d have to take showers every time we had a messy accident."

"That’d be ok," replied Rachel, "I feel so dirty all the time. They don’t let us bathe enough. I smell just like a baby, with that poop and baby powder mixture, the only thing that’s missing is the smell of baby formula."

Renee giggled at this. "I know what you mean, it’s pretty common around here." The two girls continued to talk until it was time for dinner, then their evening bath that was actually a shower, kind of like shower stalls in a high school girls gym class. After the evening bath, the clothes went from the school uniform to pink footed sleepers which every girl in the academy slept in.

It was cold and Renee was actually glad when it was her turn in line to lay down on one of the changing tables. While the girls waited in line, they stood on a slightly angled tile surface that had drains set in it to drain away any dribbles and sudden messy piles on the floor were just hosed away. Renee’s body shivered with delight as the nurse pulled her diaper up between her knees and taped her in snugly for the evening. She would be changed again before bedtime, but that wasn’t for another three hours yet.

After taking her last bottle of the day, she made her way, crinkling loudly the whole way, into the playroom to meet back up with Rachel. She found Rachel sitting in a bean bag chair n front of the widescreen tv, so she plopped down in the bean bag beside her and began sucking on her bottle. They both watched some show about bloopers on tv, and Renee, Rachel, and all the other girls sitting around the tv laughed and giggled. They were able to watch a movie before bedtime, and after it was over, the two girls had their diapers changed together then went to their own separate nurseries.

Renee was sleepy, and she had to get up early for her first class. She wished it was Saturday, but such relief was still two days away. She walked past her nursery guard who checked her name off on a list as she walked by, her new diaper crinkling loudly in the quiet nursery. Climbing into her crib, she was asleep before the guard came by to lock her in.