Nice work if you can get it.
Written by Brad Warden.

Two months ago.
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Shutting her car door a little harder than she meant to, Kim looked around
at her surroundings. Driving for the past hour, her and Amber had made
their way through the curving Marin hills, north of San Francisco until
they had found the large, antique looking Victorian mansion that was to be
their home for the next three months. Making sure the car doors were
locked, (even though there was no one around to steal anything), Kim and
Amber walked up the flowered path towards the large double doors.
After a few minutes of waiting, the two young women almost gave up and
left, but just as they exhaled her last sigh and uttered their last
complaint, they heard the clicking of shoed footsteps on the hardwood floor
inside.

*******

"First of all, let me give you an idea of what the responsibilities of the
job involve before I go any further. You might not be so willing to accept
when I am finished." The large but attractive woman who was in charge of
hiring paced back and forth in front of the set of large windows looking
out on the front lawn.
"I'm not going to beat around the bush, so I'll get right to the point.
Basically what you'll be doing is product testing for a new brand of adult
disposable diapers made by the Pampers division of Proctor & gamble." The
woman paused a moment to get a feel of what Kim felt about what she had
just told her. "That is why the pay is so high. It turns out, that we have
had a very difficult time in hiring anyone. Due to the nature of the
product in question, most people either leave in disgust, or they feel
embarrassed to even be in such a place and leave even faster." She paused
again. "So. What do you think?"
Kim looked at amber for support. "Well. I have to say that it is definitely
unconventional. But I guess somebody has to test them. Sure, why not?" Kim
thought about the ten thousand dollars compensation and all the bills it
could pay.
"Well, there's more." Said the woman. "For the purposes of realism, you
will have to be rendered temporarily incontinent, so that we can get the
most accurate data possible."
Kim looked at Amber again, this time with an inquisitive expression.
"What's incontinent?"
"Basically, in layman's terms, it means we will have to take your potty
training away. You wont be able to control when you go to the bathroom.
Since the people that will be wearing these garments will be as incontinent
as a newborn child, we have to create the same kind of conditions that will
be present in real life."
"and you say that it's temporary? I will be back to normal when I'm
finished?" Asked Kim.
"Well, the actual testing of the product is two months long, and the third
month is there so that you can go through a month of re-potty training.
After the two months in diapers, your body will be accustomed to releasing
whenever it wants, and you will need to go through at least a month of re
training. I'll not lie to you, there will be a few times when you'll have
to change out of wet or messy pants, but you'll be here, and nobody will
care."
"I'll take it." Said Kim.
"You'll what??" Asked her friend, Amber. She hadn't expected that her
friend would accept such a job.
"Like I said, I'm going to take it. We need the money, Amber, and it's not
like I'll be doing anything illegal. A little poop and pee isn't going to
kill me."
"well, alright, but can I stay too?"
"Absolutely." Said the Large woman. "You wont be paid of course, but you
are welcome to stay here at the house with Kim. But while Kim's room and
board will be free, yours will have to come from Kim's pay. But with ten
thousand dollars, it wont be too much of a loss."
"I agree." Said Kim, looking over at Amber, who still seemed somewhat
skeptical. "Come onnnn, Amber, it'll be FUN."
"Well. Alright, but I'm not going to be changing your diapers, you can
forget about that." Said Amber, scrunching up her nose in feigned disgust.
"That is also covered." Said the woman. "One of our employees, another
woman, don't worry, will be changing your diapers on a bi-hourly schedule."
"Excellent." Said Kim. "Where do I sign?"

*******

It felt really weird. Somewhere down in her internal plumbing it burned.
She had already peed on the disposable pad that covered the bed, but it had
safely been absorbed. She had never been incontinent in her life, not since
the age of two anyway, and she couldn't even remember that. Attempting to
clench certain muscles that had worked just ten minutes ago, Kim found
herself unsuccessful.
She was also beginning to get impatient. She was getting cold laying there,
naked from the waist down, waiting for somebody to come in and put a diaper
on her.
Opening the door, her friend Amber walked in. "Hi there." She said.
She had seen Kim naked thousands of time, but for some reason, she found
this time to be funny, and started to chuckle. "You're hairless down there
now."
"Oh, I'm so happy that you find this amusing." Said an annoyed Kim. It was
cold in the room, and she was feeling a little vulnerable.
"What the hell have I done, Amber? What if I have to wear diapers for the
rest of my life??" She started to cry.
"Oh come on." Said Amber in a soothing tone. "It's going to be ok, I
promise. You wont have to wear diapers for the rest of your life. Don't
worry about it." She smiled down at her best friend since elementary
school. "And I lied, you know. I've known you almost my whole life, Kim,
you're my best friend, I love you, and I would change your diapers, if I
had to."
Cracking a laugh through her tears, she sniffed a big wet sniff, and tried
to wipe the teardrops from her cheeks. "Thanks. You know I don't even know
why I'm crying. I'll be getting ten thousand dollars when all this is
finished, and I'm sure these nurses have seen a lot more than what I'm
going through."
"Of course they have. You think you're the first grown woman to have worn
diapers? Besides, you're just doing your job."
"That's right." Said Kim, as if stumbling on a new and innovative concept.
"I'm just doing a job." The two women concentrated on drying up Kim's face
for a few minutes until the nurse walked back in holding a very large
disposable diaper, some baby powder, and a tube of diaper rash ointment.

Today
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"So what exactly did you guys do to make me incontinent?" Asked Kim. She
was in the large kitchen area of the house, making herself a sandwich, and
chatting with her appointed nurse.
"Well, first, we inserted this device into your urethra, right in the
middle of the bladder muscle. It detected the amount of urine in your
bladder, and when it got to a certain amount, the device would expand to
open up the bladder sphincter muscle. Your bladder knows this, squeezes out
the urine, and voilla, you have wet pants.
"Wow, that's pretty involved. What about the other half?" Asked Kim. She
continued to slice a tomato while she listened to the nurse.
"Well, for that, we just used a very strong muscle relaxer. We just
injected it into your anal sphincter muscle, and it just went dead for
about a week or so, that's why you had to keep getting the shots."
Kim just nodded while she listened and made her lunch. She could still feel
the effects of the paralyzing drug. She could squeeze her anal muscles to a
certain extent now, but still had accidents if the pressure grew too strong
before she was able to get to a bathroom in the house.
Only five days out of diapers, she was still growing accustomed to the
lessened bulk between her legs. The disposable training pants she was
wearing were a lot thinner than the diapers she had been in for the past
two months. She still had to wear diapers at night, and would probably have
to for the next few months, but during the day, she made it a goal to keep
her pants dry and poop free. She hadn't been one hundred percent
successful, the first day was especially hard, but she was getting better.
The nurse was still talking, so she finished making her sandwich, and
walked over to the kitchen table to eat and continue chatting.

Two months ago.
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She felt ridiculous. Giving up her normal street clothes, she had been
provided with a large onesie, and some large Osh-Kosh overalls. Her new
clothes were much more suited to both hold the bulk of a diaper, and make
diaper changing easy, as both garments both had snap buttons in the crotch.
With Amber in tow, She followed the nurse towards their room. The staff had
to change the twin bed to a double upon their request. When they got to
their room, and opened the door, they were surprised at how spacious the
room was. Containing a large television and dvd player, a personal
computer, a small refrigerator, and a large connecting bathroom for Amber
to use, and for both of them to bathe.
Glancing over to the far right corner, Kim noticed a large padded changing
table with diapers stacked neatly underneath.
"Very nice room." Kim commented with a nod and a smile. She walked
completely into the room, noticing how difficult it felt with such bulk
between her legs. She also noticed that a slight cramping was forming in
her lower abdomen, but didn't really pay attention to it.
"We can smoke in here can't we?" Asked Kim, almost half joking, but she
wanted a serious answer. She did smoke, and would get very grumpy after a
few days without anything to smoke.
"Absolutely. Just make sure you keep the windows open when you do. I'll be
back in a little while with a few ashtrays."
"Whew. Thanks." Kim replied. "For a minute there, I thought you were going
to say that I couldn't-" Kim broke off in mid sentence. All of a sudden,
within the space of two seconds, her rectum had filled up with the results
of yesterdays lunch, and was now beginning to push itself out into her
diaper. As a natural reflex of years of potty training, she tried her
hardest to clamp her muscles down in an attempt to keep the mess inside,
but was quickly reminded of her new incontinent state. Shocked at the
feeling of a hot, soft pile of poop forming in the seat of her diaper, she
gasped.
"What's wrong?" Asked Amber, a concerned look on her face. Walking towards
her to put her hand on her friend's shoulder, she stopped suddenly and
sniffed the air with a wrinkled nose. "Oh, that's what happened."
"That's quite alright." Said the nurse. "Don't worry yourself at all, ok?
Just keep telling yourself that you're doing a job, and it'll make it a lot
easier. Just make sure that you don't try to change yourself before the
scheduled time." Looking at her watch, the nurse continued. "It's been a
half an hour so far, you have another hour and a half to go before you can
get changed, unfortunately. I can either change you, or Amber can do it,
but it's part of the contract that somebody else changes you."
Kim looked at Amber, then back at the nurse. "I think we'll figure that one
out when the time comes."
"Fine with me." Replied the nurse, and left the room with a few good-bye's.
While she had been listening to the nurse talk, she was still pooping in
her diaper, but the pressure had finally died off and she now stood there,
feeling very conscious of the large, hot, muddy feeling blob that covered
her bottom. Held tight against her skin by the curved, form fitting diaper,
the mess wasn't moving any lower into her crotch, but she could feel it
spread itself thinner and cover more area of the skin of her bottom. She
couldn't help noticing that the mess wasn't all the same texture either.
Aside from the softer mess that was spreading itself thinner over her skin,
she could feel a harder, clay-like piece tickling the skin between her butt
cheeks.
"Sorry." Said Kim, with a guilty looking smile on her face. "it was an
accident."
Amber just smiled back at her. "It's ok, I said. It's not the first time
that I've smelled your crap, every time you come out of the bathroom, I
smell it. But I think I'm going to let the nurse change you this time,
Maybe I'll get more used to it later, plus, she can show me how to do it
properly."
"That's fine with me." Replied Kim, still standing there.
"So, what do we do now?" Asked Amber.
"Why don't we watch some tv?" Kim said.
"Ok, that sounds good, but....." Amber paused. "Are you going to stand up
for the next two and a half hours?"
Kim bit her lip as she thought about it, then looked back up at Amber. "I
guess I can't just stand up all day, everyday for the next two or more
months."
"No, you can't" Replied Amber, walking over to the television set and
turning it on.
Grabbing the remote from the coffee table in front of the couch, Kim walked
to the single reclining chair, turned around, and took a deep breath.
Looking at her friend, she bit her lip again. "Well, here goes." She said.
At first, she looked like she was trying to squat down, and make a bigger
mess in her diaper, but she slowly placed her bottom on the upholstered
fabric of the chair, waited for a moment, then feeling like she was taking
the leap from a high cliff, placed all of her body weight into the seat of
her diaper.
Totally unprepared for the feeling of a hot muddy mass flowing into the
cracks and crevices of her bottom and crotch, Kim gasped again.
"What's wrong?" Asked Amber. "Did it hurt?"
"No." Replied Kim "It didn't hurt, it just felt kinda...I dunno, it just
felt weird. It's like getting mud in your pants I guess.
"You think it feels good, don't you?" Kidded Amber.
"Don't be ridiculous." Said Kim. "I'm just not used to the feeling."
"I still think you like it. You're a pervert. You've always been kinda
kinky, you know."
"You're being silly. I'm totally indifferent to the situation. Sure, I
smell bad, but the pills the nurse gave me will take the smell away in
about a day or two, she said. I'm just doing my job." Kim said, using the
job defense.
"If you don't like it, then why are you moving your hips back and forth?"
Asked Amber.
Looking down, Kim noticed that she was indeed moving her hips back and
forth slowly, making her bottom slide forwards and backwards over the
smooth mess. It had been an unconscious act.
She looked back up at her friend. "Alright, fine, maybe I like it a little
bit." She admitted, feeling a little ashamed.
"Don't worry about it, kiddo." Said Amber. "Everybody has their thing. Like
I said, you're my friend and I'll be here no matter what weird shit you
like to do. And your secret will be safe with me."
"Thanks, Amber, you're a life saver, I hope you know this."
"Yes, I do know it, and I'm never going to let you forget it." Said Amber,
with a smile.
"I'm sure you won't" Replied Kim, with a smile that bordered on a smirk.
Lighting a cigarette, she concentrated on not concentrating on the mess in
her diaper by flipping through the channels on tv. It was only a few
minutes more until she wet herself for the first time. She once again tried
to clamp down, in a reflexive attempt to keep herself dry, but it wasn't as
much of a shock the second time around. Letting the warmth of her pee flow
into her diaper, she didn't bother telling Amber what she was doing (it
seemed unnecessary) and simply enjoyed the feeling in private.

Today
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"Hi Amber." Kim said with a mouth full of food.. She had just finished
eating her sandwich and was wiping crumbs off her lap. Tossing the paper
towel she had used as a napkin into the trash can, she walked over to the
sink and put the dirty plate inside to be washed by the housekeeper later.
"Heya kiddo. Whatcha eating?"
"Just a sandwich. There's still some turkey and ham in the fridge if you
want one."
"I just might." Replied Amber, opening the refrigerator door to stare for a
few minutes. "Have you stayed dry today?"
"So far, so good." Said Kim. Her attitude was one of accomplishment. If
anyone deserved a gold star for the day, it was Kim Harris. "I woke up with
a poopy diaper though. I hope it doesn't take too long for me to get
nighttime control back."
"Well, as long as you can stay out of diapers during the day, I think
you'll be alright. Just make sure they give you some diapers to take with
you to tide you over at night for a while."
"We have more than three weeks until we leave, I hope I wont need them by
then."
"Maybe not." Amber replied simply. She had moved on from the staring stage
to the rummaging stage, and was paying very little attention to kim.
"Amber?"
"Yeah?"
"I was doing some thinking." Kim said. She was biting her lip like she
always did when she got anxious, or had something to say to Amber that she
might not like.
"Were you then?"
"I'm serious."
"Ok, I'm listening." Said Amber, looking up for a second before going back
to her foraging.
"Well, I was thinking, when we left, not that I'll need them anymore but-"
"But you want to keep wearing diapers when we leave." Said Amber,
anticipating her friend's thoughts.
"Right. How'd you know?"
"It's kinda obvious."
"Oh. Hmmm, well, what do you think?" She prodded.
"Fine with me, but I wish you'd keep taking those pills that make your poop
unscented."
"I can do that." Agreed Kim. She had learned that she could buy them in any
drug store.
Kim had been staring off into space while she had been talking, but she
suddenly got a surprised look on her face, and quickly stood up. "Be right
back!" She yelled as she fled the kitchen.
Left alone suddenly, Amber yelled out to her friend. "I'll get you a new
pullup!"

One month ago.
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It was the middle of the night, but Kim was unsure of exactly what time it
was. She had been sleeping soundly, she had been dreaming of waterfalls and
rain, but was now wide awake and in the process of wetting her diaper. Her
first reaction was to jump up and run to the bathroom, but just as quickly
remembered why she was wearing diapers, and simply lay there and let the
warm, wet patch between her legs spread down to tickle her bottom.
Wetting at night always gave her mixed feelings. She had grown to love the
feeling over the past month, but on the down side, it felt so good that she
was often too aroused to go back to sleep, and was forced to lay there
until morning when Amber was able to change her diaper. But fortunately,
this had not been one of those mornings. She dozed off back to sleep, and
was awoken again at eight am by Amber leaning over her, and untaping her
diaper.
"Good morning, sunshine." Said Amber with a smile. "Did you sleep well?"
She asked "And hold still" She added, pulling the front of Kim's diaper
downward and letting it flop to the ground heavily.
"Well you had a busy night."
"I know." Replied Kim. "I was having bad cramps too, but they went away as
soon as I pooped."
Amber continued cleaning the mess that Kim had left in addition to her
flooded diaper while Kim grabbed her ankles and pulled them back. "I wish
they would let me change you at night, I swear you're going to get another
diaper rash."
"Most of the time, I don't even know if I'm wet, poopy, or whatever until I
wake up, it's not as bad as it sounds, you get used to it pretty fast." The
two women continued on in silence, Amber finished cleaning Kim's bottom,
applied some diaper rash cream, powdered her bottom, and put her in a new
diaper.

*******

Later on in the day, Kim and Amber decided it would be good to get out of
the house, so they drove a few miles to the nearest town that had a mall.
Before they left, Kim was a little hesitant. She hadn't been out into
public since she started wearing diapers, and was very nervous about people
noticing what she was wearing. But after a few minutes of arguing, Amber
was able to convince her that with the size of her overalls, nobody would
be able to tell, and that it just looked like she had a big butt.
She had wet herself a few times on the way to the mall, but the diapers she
was testing were very thick (they would be used in hospitals as an
alternative to thinner adult diapers) and very absorbent, and could easily
take five more full wettings before starting to leak. She wasn't nervous
yet, but she knew she couldn't stay very long at the mall before having to
go back home for a diaper change.
They had only spent an hour looking around the mall for something to buy,
but after eating at the food court, they found themselves in the bookstore,
looking through all the newest releases. Flipping through the humor
section, she stood there reading through a Far Side book for a while. While
she was reading, a few people passed her on each side of the aisle, and
none of them seemed to notice anything about what Kim was wearing. She was
still nervous nonetheless.
A few minutes more, and her pants were once again full. She didn't notice
it coming, but a sudden messy accident began to creep slowly out of her
tight, but incontinent butt cheeks. As usual, it came out slowly at first,
stopping as it found the barrier of her diaper and began to spread
outwards, looking for space to cover.
Kim looked around to see if anyone was standing nearby, but was lucky
enough to find herself alone. Luckily, the mess was firm enough as not to
make any embarrassing noises in public, but the texture was soft enough,
and getting over the initial creep, yesterdays lunch came flowing suddenly
outwards into the diaper that cupped her bottom. If anybody had been
looking, they would have seen her bottom mysteriously puff outwards.
Due to the pills she took, her accident would go unnoticed to anyone
standing around her, but she wanted to leave anyway. Soon the load stuck to
her bottom would begin to itch and burn if she walked around too much. She
could easily go for two hours in a poopy diaper if she was sitting down,
but walking around was a different story. Finding amber at the other side
of the store, she told her of her accident, and her desire to leave. Taking
a few minutes more to purchase a book that Amber wanted, the two women left
the mall and headed towards the car. She loved the feeling of the poop in
her diaper shifting around and spreading outwards to cover untouched skin.
She enjoyed the ride home immensely.

Today
"Are you all ready to go?" Asked Amber. It was the last day, and the two
women had spent all morning packing. The had somehow obtained a larger
amount of possessions in their time at the testing site, and all of it now
sat by the front door, waiting for the two women to place them in the car.
"Ready as I'll ever be. Anything else we need?"
"Well, Linda told us to wait for her, she said she's be here in a minute."
Said Amber. Linda was the woman who had originally hired Kim, and had been
their contact to the company the whole time they had stayed there. "How
many diapers did you get?"
"Five cases." Replied Kim.
"Five cases???" Asked amber, not believing what she had heard. "How are we
supposed to get five cases of diapers back to San Francisco? I don't know
if you've noticed, but our car has limited space."
"Relax." Said Kim, dismissing the problem "They're going to deliver four
cases to the apartment. I'm only bring one case with us. That should hold
me over until they get there."
"Well, with seventy two diapers, I should hope so." Said Amber, with a
raised eyebrow. The two women waited until Linda got there, went through
the usual pleasantries, and goodbye's, and left with their things.
It took a few minutes for them to get everything packed and closed.
Putting in her last bag, Kim leaned over Amber to push her things in to the
empty spot behind the passenger seat. Amber was looking for something under
the car seat, mumbling to herself. "We have to get high on the way home."
Said Amber, pulling out a bag of pot that had been hidden there.
Amber was still bent over, and Kim looked down at her, glanced back up at
the house, and suddenly did a double take back to Amber's bottom. At first,
she thought she was imagining things, but looking closer,
Kim grabbed the back of Amber's pants, and pulled downwards with some
force. "You're wearing a diaper!" She said with a smile. She didn't know
why, but the discovery pleased her.
"So?" Dismissed Amber. "I just......" She hesitated. "I just got curious I
guess."
"Don't be embarrassed, Amber." Said Kim, reassuring her best friend. "I
think it's cool that you did it. In fact, I want you to do it more often."
"We'll see." Said Amber, "I'm still deciding whether I like it or not."
"Have you used it yet?" Inquired Kim.
"Not yet. I don't know if I can."
"Well, I guess you just have to relax. We can keep trying on the way home."
"Ok, sure, but, 'we'?"
Pulling down her sweatpants, Kim showed Amber the diaper that was taped to
her waist. "I just want to be careful." She explained.
"Oh stop it." Said Amber "Just admit you like it."
"Alright, fine, I like wearing diapers, satisfied?"
"Very."
"Just get in the car, we have a long drive and I don't want to get diaper
rash." Said Kim. Emptying her bladder into the padded bulk between her
legs, (voluntarily this time) she sat down in the warmth, and drove home.

THE END.

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