Rosalina kicked her legs in a fuss. “Nnghh! Nngghh!” She’d flail her arms too, but they were trapped at her sides.
She’d been careless flying through Sling Pod Galaxy. She’d ended up face first in one of the giant masses of webbing that decorated the slice of space. Her head had just barely managed to poke out the front, though a thick, sticky glob remained wrapped around her mouth, gluing her lips together and gagging her.
Her arms were trapped inside, pinned by her torso, with only her hands poking out the back of the pod. Her hips hadn’t made it in, and her legs shook uselessly as she tried in vain to free herself. The pod was supported by a single thin leg connecting it to this asteroid. With each jerk and flail of her body, she made it sway back and forth, almost like a cradle.
Her stomach gurgled loudly.
“Mnnrrrff! Mnnnrrr!” she whined, blinking back hot tears. As she wiggled her hips, her diaper crinkled. She always wore one for longer flights outside the Observatory, but she’d never done anything more than wet it. But after an hour, the pressure in her bowels couldn’t be ignored.
Another gurgle. Rosalina knew her cheeks could no longer hold back the mudslide that was coming. Squeezing her eyes shut she whimpered and mewled in the back of her throat.
FFFFBBBBBPPPPLLLLLRRRRRTTTTTT!
She hung her head in shame as warm, heavy mush filled her diaper, making it sag and stain even the backside of her blue dress. Her earlier momentum kept the pod rocking as defeat settled in. Rosalina’s cheeks burned with humiliation.
It would be hours before her Lumas finally found her, and she didn’t want to know what they’d make of Mama and her thoroughly messy diaper when they did.
Rosalina's sticky situation (in more ways than one)
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