Matilda dragged Rebecca by the hand. Rebecca followed as quickly as she could, though the thick, sodden padding between her legs didn't help much. She tried to keep her stance and steps as normal as possible to avoid notice. She had been in similar situations before- it was far from the first time she had been in a wet diaper in public. However, normally she'd immediately head to the bathroom and change, walking as carefully as possible. Now both the change and controlling her own walking was off the table.

The halls were full of people. IN her head, Rebecca imagined everyone noticed her exaggerated waddle, the crinkling and slushing sounds, and worse of all, the smell. She knew it probably wasn't true, but she imagined every set of eyes they passed settled on her, and every smile was really a barely covered laugh.

They exited the building and went into the lawn. She wished she could say it was better then the hallway as at least no one was close by and there was fresh air, but the wide open space filled with people only made her more worried.

They went through the campus and into their shared dorm building. They went up through the halls and to Rebecca's room.

Matilda stopped her with a hand on her chest. "Good girl, you were very well behaved on our little walk."

Rebecca sneered at her.

Matilda continued. "Now, you are going to go in there, get all your little pampers, and bring them out, alright?"

Rebecca's eyes went wide and she put a hand on Matilda's mouth. "SHHH don't say it so loud!"

Matilda smiled and pushed her hand away. "Awww is baby embarrassed by her diapy-wipies? Then she better do as I say or I'll announce it right out loud where everyone can hear it. Go into your room, get all your diapers, put them in whatever bag you think will hide them best, and give them to me. Oh, and anything else you need for a diaper change. Now."

Rebecca shook and looked over her shoulders. Throughout the entire speech Matilda hadn't lowered her voice at all. Thankfully, the hallway was mainly empty and no one appeared to have noticed.

Rebecca opened the door and went in. Matilda followed behind her and, thankfully, closed the door. Rebecca went into her closet and grabbed the package of diapers, the wipes, and powder she stored. "Why is it you want these anyway? What are you planning?" she asked.

Matilda shook her head. "That's for me to know and the diaper baby to find out. Now find a bag to hide them or I'll make you carry it like that through the hall."

Rebecca looked back at the close. "Ummm..." she said. She grabbed her backpack, shoved it in, struggled to get the zipper closed, and finally got it done. She held the bag up to Matilda. "Here. Good? Now what?"

"Ah ah ah, you can hold your own diaper bag for now. One more thing." She put a finger to her chin and glanced around. "Where is your spare dorm key, diaper girl?"

Rebecca rolled her eyes. "Really?! You want that?!"

Matilda took her phone out and put a finger on it. Rebecca backed up. "One more argument and the entire class sees your soggy pampered behind. So, what will it be?"

Rebecca thought for a moment, sighed, reached into her desk, grabbed the key and gave it to Matilda. "What do you need that for anyway?"

She shrugged. "Just so I can check up on my little baby whenever I want to. Never know when you might need a diaper change." She jabbed at the bag of diapers. "Frankly, you are lucky I let you have one at all. I could have just given one to my friends and kept the other. Most babies I know don't need privacy. So, what do you say?"

Rebecca glared. "Thanks ma'am."

Matilda smiled. "No problem Becca. What a good little girl!" She patted her head. "Now come on lets go."

She grabbed Rebecca's hand, dragged her out of the room and toward her own. When they arrived, Rebecca found Matilda's three friends standing around her bed.

"She's here!" one of them said. "Is it true? Let me see!"

"I can't believe it. You must have been joking," said another. Rebecca made a mental note to learn their names, but they all seemed so similar to her. The same rich, obnoxious girls in skimpy clothes Matilda always hung around with.

"Oh its true. Rebecca had an accident on the way here. Isn't that right, diaper girl?"

Rebecca glared. "No you..." she stopped herself, remembering the photos. "Yes, I did."

"Good girl. Now," she smacked Rebecca hard on the bottom. "Take your skirt off and show them what you are wearing."

Rebecca sighed. The idea was horrifying, but three more people seeing it was better then the entire school, even if they were the most obnoxious girls in the school. She reached down and pulled her skirt down."

"Awwwww!" they said at once, and the room was filled with gasps and laughter. As normal, they all behaved the same way, backing up with hands to their mouths.

"It IS true! She looks just like a baby!"

"Oh my god its so cute! And she's wet!"

"Awww does the widdle baby need a change?"

They all said their lines, and Rebecca didn't bother to see who said what. She closed her eyes as they teased. This HAD to be a nightmare. Of all the people to find out, it was the four dumbest, most annoying bullies in the school. She told herself she should be able to outsmart them, think of a way out, but the reality was she couldn't do anything but stand there as they gawk at her humiliating "secret."

Matilda hushed them. "Now now now, there will be time to tease the baby later. For now, I think we need to change her out of that soggy diaper and set her new rules."

Rebecca looked at her. What horror was she in for now?

She lay a towel on her bed. "Now baby girl, want a diapie change? Are you a widdle potty pants? Are you a widdle baby in a soggy diaper? Have an accident in your widdle pampers? Ask nicely!"

"Yes," Rebecca said.

Matilda shook a finger. "Ah ah ah, say it right baby girl. Answer ALL the questions."

"Please don't make me do that."

"Now. WITH the "widdles."

The other girls all held back laughter as they stared at her, waiting for her response.

"Yes I want a diapie change. I am a widdle potty pants. I am a widdle baby in a soggy diaper. I had an accident in my widdle pampers. Please change my..." She groaned. "Widdle diapers, mistress."

They burst out laughing. Matilda patted her bottom. "Good baby. Now, lie on the bed."

"What are you going to do?" Rebecca said, but obeyed the command.

"I'm going to change my baby's diaper silly! Now hush and let me work."

"You wha...!" she said with her eyes wide, but was stopped by a finger. Instead, she lay helpless as Matilda bent over her and untapped her diaper.

"Oh no no no please don't..." she pleaded, but was ignored as Matilda opened her soaked diaper. The three others laughed and laughed as she took out a box of baby wipes and ran it along her skin, then threw both into a plastic bag. She took out another diaper.

"Bum up baby girl!"

Rebecca felt like crying. This was by the most humiliating sequence of her life. Her secret was exposed, she was mocked for it, she was getting changed by someone her own age, and worse, it was all done by the people she hated most in the school. Part of her thought it might be easier to just let Matilda show everyone. However, she obeyed the command. Matilda lay the diaper underneath her and covered her with powder, then taped it on snugly.

"There, have your fun? Can I go now?" Rebecca said.

"Nope, not yet. We aren't done humiliating you," Matilda said, and her friends laughed.

Rebecca could have cried. That was blunt, but at least she was being honest.

"So how long?" She asked.

Matilda laughed. "You don't get it, do you? This isn't something that's going to end, this isn't going to be a thing where we have fun of you for one day and let you go. See this?" She held up the phone and scrolled through photos of Rebecca- bent over in her diapers, wetting, getting changed, all of them making her shudder. "This means we own you, and we have it saved on a cloud all of us can access so even if you somehow steal my phone we still do. You lorded it over us for a year, thinking you were oh so special, and now the tables have turned. We are NEVER going to get tired of this, and you are going to be our little play thing ALL year or everyone will know your dirty little secret. Got it, diaper girl?" The other three nodded in unison beside her.

Rebecca gapped at her, shocked by her cruelty. What did she ever to to her? How could she be so mean?

Matilda bent over her with a pen. She drew a star on each tape of her diaper, then took a picture. She showed Rebecca the picture. "See this? This is how we know you won't go behind our back. Every time we diaper you, we'll be marking the tapes and taking a picture. Since the odds of you making the exact same markings or getting the tapes in the right place are pretty low even for a smarty padded pants like you, way we can be sure you won't cheat and go to the toilet or get changed. So, the only way out of your soggy or smelly diapers is to come to me and beg for a change. Got it?"

Rebecca was shocked. Soggy OR smelly? Did that mean she intended... no... "You want me to do... THAT in my diapers too? Every time?"

Matilda nodded. "Mhmm. From now on, as long as you are in this university the toilet is off limits. I want you wandering the halls, diapered, soggy, and messy, completely reliant on us so you never get it in your head you are better then any of us again."

"But thats... thats so mean! And disgusting! Why are you doing this..."

"HEY! Thats enough from the little diaper girl, or you won't get a change tonight," Matilda said. She sat on the bed beside her and patted her lap. "Now be a good baby and sit on my lap as we explain what will happen next. And just for that whine, I want you to suck your thumb as we do."

Almost crying, Rebecca stood up and sat on her. She put her thumb in her mouth and hung her head, feeling every bit the baby they were treating her as. She felt her face flush, and tears began to drip.

"The first thing we'll need is a new set of clothes. We can't have our diaper girl going around in her frumpy shirts and longer skirts, can we?"

The others shook her head. "Its so out of style. We have to help her!"

"I agree. Make her wear something more like us for the boys. Its only being nice."

Matilda nodded. "What do you think of that diaper girl? First we are going to take you shopping and get full closet of short skirts, tight pants, cut shirts that leave your midriff bare, and all sorts of things so you can show that hot body for the boys. Hows that sound?"

Rebecca didn't respond. So, a dozen things that would make her diapers harder to hide. Figures, it perfectly fit their type of cruelty.

They continued lecturing her on the "rules." Every morning someone would come "get" her for her morning diaper change and pick an outfit. She'd have to keep whatever clothes and diaper they put her in, getting fresh diapers again at lunch and after school. If they wanted to change her, they would, if not she'd just be given the diaper and report back for it to be 'signed.' Meanwhile, she'd be doing any homework they didn't want to do, helping clean their rooms, doing their laundry... basically their slave on the threat of even greater humiliation.

Finally they concluded, and Matilda patted her leg. "Now, since you were so rude earlier, I think its time to show you what happens when you're naughty. Take your soggy pamper, go stand in the corner, and put your thumb in your mouth. Don't move until we say otherwise." She held the wet diaper toward Rebecca.

Broken and humiliated, Rebecca obeyed. Of course they would "punish" her like a toddler. At least they weren't spanking her. She got up, took the disgusting wet plastic, sucked her opposite and stood in the corner. The others laughed as she hung her head in shame.

They went to talking as if she wasn't there. She heard them flipping through webpages, talking about clothes and what she would look "good" in. Rebecca groaned, knowing full well what that meant to them.

Rebecca's neck got sore from how she was hanging it, and she raised to stare at the corner. It would still be warm until about the end of October, at which point they'd have to let her wear thicker, longer clothes. Until them, it was going to be a long end of summer.