Corridors of Shame
Part VI
Jenna brushed the black curtain aside as she stepped through. The vixen quickly survived her surroundings, the fur on her tail bristling in apprehension. Even more than before, Jenna felt that there was something off about this place. It just felt wrong. Even the air felt wrong. She shifted on her feet. When she moved she could feel her onesie pull and hug against her padded crotch underneath her denim shortalls. The fox briefly thought of the baby blue airplane print diaper she had hidden beneath her clothes. A shudder ran through her and she tried not to give her embarrassing attire any more thought.
Jenna stared down the long, gray hallway. It seemed to go on way longer than it should. She thought back to when she first saw the building from the outside. There was no way it was even half this long. The corridor was long, straight and featureless. Jenna could see a white light way down at the end of it. Light at the end of the tunnel, she thought to herself with only a trace amount of irony. Seeing no point in standing there any longer, Jenna started down the long hallway.
Jenna progressed down the hallway without many problems. No matter how much she tried to ignore it, her baby diaper insisted on making its presence known. The soft, plush fabric brushed and bunched up against her with every step, and the rustling could be heard even through both of the fox’s garments. Well, it could be worse, she thought to herself, remembering what Maddy had been forced into. She wondered how the rabbit was holding up. Poor thing was probably feeling more than a little panicked right now, she thought.
She absentmindedly fiddled with her diaper, trying to adjust the padded crotch underneath her clothes. At least it’s not uncomfortable, she thought. Actually, she didn’t think the diaper felt too bad at all. It was soft and warm and hugged her body nicely, she just wished it didn’t affect her walking as much.
Jenna was so distracted by her outfit that she forgot to mind her surroundings. Out of nowhere, something dropped down on her from above. It slid over her body and snapped closed around her crotch. Jenna was swiftly lifted off her feet as the strange contraption started bouncing her up and down.
Jenna yelped, briefly caught off guard, but it didn’t take the fox long to regain her composure and assess the situation. She quickly figured out she had been trapped in a large baby bouncer. How did it get around my tail? she wondered to herself as she looked over the nylon body of the giant baby toy.
Suddenly, she felt a quivering in her gut, then a pulling feeling. Her stomach rumbled. Jenna’s eyes went wide as she realized what the bouncer was designed to do. She had to get out, now. The fox immediately went for the snaps that held the bouncer closed around her crotch. As long as those stayed closed, she wasn’t going anywhere. It took her a couple tries with the bouncing throwing her off, but she was finally able to grab hold of the crotch flap. Jenna pulled hard, but the snaps refused to budge. Refusing to give up, she pulled again and again. The snaps continued to hold firm, but she kept trying. Her diaper rustled as her bottom was constantly pressed against the soft fluffy pad. Her stomach was beginning to really feel the effects of the bouncing now. Something felt like it was making its way through her, and she had a pretty good idea what that something was. She clenched her backside in anticipation and kept trying the snaps. She started tugging in time with the bouncing. Everytime the bouncer went down, she pulled up. A pressure formed under her tail, a clear signal that she was going to need the bathroom soon. Her tail hole was beginning to feel strained, as if she had been trying to hold it a lot longer than she actually had been. A couple times she almost got the feeling something was trying to force her anus open, but she didn’t have the time to focus on that now.
A rumble went through Jenna’s stomach, a reminder that she had to get free fast. She dug her claws into the nylon fabric of the bouncer’s flap and pulled again and again. Putting all her strength into one more effort, Jenna waited for the bouncer to drop again and she pulled as hard as she possibly could. With a loud double pop, the snaps came loose and Jenna spilled out of the bottom of the bouncer, plopping down on her soft, diapered rear. The bouncer shot back up into the ceiling and disappeared in a puff of smoke.
Jenna sat there for a moment trying to catch her breath and recover a bit from what she just went through. Her butt hole ached a bit, but the pressure in her gut was quickly subsiding. Shakily, the vixen got to her feet and brushed herself off. Well, she thought to herself, let’s not do that again. With a lot of ground left to cover, Jenna resumed her long walk down the corridor.
After her encounter with the baby bouncer trap, Jenna tried to be more aware of her surroundings. She was certain that if this place had one trap set up for her, there would likely be more of them. I hope Maddy’s ok, she thought. With no way to check on her friend, Jenna was left to hope the rabbit was capable of looking after herself. She couldn’t help but imagine what this place had in store for Maddy, what the poor bunny might be going through at that very moment. Jenna made a silent promise that, when she got out of this, if Maddy wasn’t there with her she would try to go get help and go back in to help her friend. There was no way she was going to leave Maddy behind.
Caught up in her own thoughts again, Jenna failed to notice another source of trouble. The fox didn’t see the strange pink square on the floor as she stepped over it. As soon as its target passed over, it shot up and wrapped itself around the fox’s bottom, securing itself tightly around her waist. With a startled yelp, Jenna fell forward, catching herself with her hands before she hit the floor. What the hell? she thought as she looked back at the thing that had grabbed her. Jenna saw the puffy, pink, diaper-like thing that had wrapped itself around her already diapered crotch and bum. She saw the thick, green vine that anchored the thing to its leafy base. A diaper plant? Before she could ponder the implications of that, the plant thing moved. It tugged back on her waist, trying to pull her toward its base. Jenna pulled against it and managed to hold her ground. After her experience with the bouncer, the vixen knew that, whatever this thing was, she had to get away from it. And so that’s what she set out to do.
Jenna tried to crawl away from the strange plant. The vine stretched and the diaper-like flower petals pulled against her waist, but she kept going. Seemingly in response to her actions, the plant yanked back on her again, harder this time. It also squeezed against her diaper. Jenna didn’t know what it was trying to do, and she didn’t want to. She straightened her legs a bit to better fight the plant’s pulling. Her knees lifted off the ground and she kept trying to crawl forward on her hands and feet, her padded butt sticking up in the air. The plant pulled harder and Jenna almost fell backward but she managed to keep her balance and kept pulling herself away. The diaper flower constricted again, forcibly squeezing the vixen’s baby diaper. This time it aimed its target a little lower. Jenna gasped and almost lost her footing as she felt the soft pad of her diaper got forcibly pressed against her privates. The plant repeated this a few times, adding a rubbing motion as well. Jenna gasped and moaned as her vagina was stimulated underneath her baby diaper.
Is it trying too… “GAAAHHH!” The plant pressed and rubbed harder, seemingly confirming that it was indeed trying to get her off. Jenna redoubled her efforts to crawl away from the diaper plant and it tried even harder to pull her back toward itself. Jenna found herself in the middle of a tug of war as the assault on her genitals continued. She felt her arousal building and her legs began to tremble, but she continued to fight for every inch she could get. Sweat formed on her brow as she struggled against the strong petals that pulled against her as well as her own libido. She was panting now, both from the strain and from the pleasure. The plant kept ramping up its efforts, both to pull her backward and to make her dampen her diaper. Just when the vixen was questioning whether or not she’d be able to actually get away, she heard a loud popping sound. Looking behind her, she could see that the diaper plant had lost its grip on her tail base, and was now only holding her by her hips. With renewed confidence Jenna continued to drag herself forward. The plant was now stretched so much that it could no longer press itself tightly against her, limiting its ability to pleasure her. The petals stretched and strained, seemingly on the verge of breaking. With one final push, Jenna lunged forward. She heard a snapping sound as the petals finally released their hold on her. She rapidly scampered forward before stopping to look behind her. She saw the diaper plant snap at her like an angry pink mouth before disappearing in a puff of smoke. Jenna paused, laying on the hallway floor, trying to catch her breath. She looked ahead to the glowing doorway that was her way out. She was over halfway there.
Jenna slowly stood up, cupping her padded crotch. Now she had an aching front to match her still sore backside. Regathering her composure, Jenna pressed on. She tried to be more observant now, having missed seeing two traps. She couldn’t see anything ahead of her, but she now knew that didn’t mean nothing could show up there. Her progress was slower, due to her constantly checking around, but steady. It wouldn’t be much longer till she was at the end.
Jenna rubbed her diapered bum, trying to soothe some of the lingering ache she felt there. Whatever that bouncer had been doing to her, she was still feeling a bit. She supposed it would probably be the same for the plant thing too, her pussy still throbbed a bit inside her baby diaper. She could only hope it would go away with time.
For a while, Jenna’s walk toward the exit remained uneventful, which only served to heighten the fox’s paranoia. She looked everywhere everytime she took a step. She was so close to the end now, still she couldn’t afford to make a mistake. A loud clanging noise came from behind her and she whipped around. There was nothing to be seen. Since the traps she had encountered thus far had been silent, Jenna was getting the impression that the sound was only meant to be a distraction. She waited a moment to confirm that nothing was happening behind her, then she turned back around and continued her careful progress down the hall.
Another loud noise came from behind her but she ignored it. If they were distractions, then there must be something important coming up ahead. She scanned the hallway carefully. There was nothing obvious that she could see, but she knew that things here had the ability to appear out of nowhere. There wasn’t much hallway left to cover at this point. Part of her wondered if she could simply make a run for it and reach the end. She resisted the urge. They probably had something ready for her if she tried something like that. Maybe a giant pit or something. After running into that strange diaper plant, the vixen believed anything could be possible.
Jenna was very thorough in scanning the hallway; however, she didn’t focus too much on the doorway. She had been expecting any traps to come from the walls, ceiling, or floor like the ones she’d so far encountered. So she was very surprised when something launched straight at her from out of the bright light of the exit door.
The fox saw it coming at the last second and put up her hands to defend her face. It didn’t quite work. The baby bottle that had shot out at her went through the gap in her paws and still managed to wedge itself in her mouth. Jenna stumbled back, her hands latching onto the strange bottle and reflexively trying to pull it away from her. The rubber nipple didn’t leave her mouth. She grabbed the bottle tighter and pulled again. The nipple stretched but would not leave her mouth. Jenna realized her mouth was holding it in place against her will. She was sucking on it without even realizing it. A spurt of what she assumed was baby formula shot out of the bottle into her mouth and she swallowed it before she could stop herself. She kept pulling. Formula continued to squirt from the bottle into her mouth and she tried to resist swallowing it but her body acted without her consent. The formula did not seem to sit well with her stomach, causing it to gurgle and churn.
Jenna gripped the bottle up by the rubber cap in order to exert more force on the nippple that was lodged between her teeth. The bottle still wouldn’t come out and the flow of formula didn’t let up. She pulled and pulled as hard as she could but her own mouth fought against her. She wedged her fingers between the bottle and her face so she could pull more directly against her own sucking. She pushed against the bottle and for the first time she felt the nipple in her mouth slip a bit. Her stomach was starting to feel upset and it rumbled loudly. Her bladder was starting to feel full as well. At this point Jenna could only assume that the formula she was drinking was magic in some way and of course it was designed to make her have an accident in her baby diaper. Her gut rumbled again, lower this time. Jenna went into panic mode, struggling against the bottle with all her might. The nipple slipped a bit again, but her traitorous mouth quickly pulled it back in. She tried again, and this time the nipple slipped further. The vixen tried again and again, making a tiny bit more headway each time.
With one last effort, Jenna was able to force the bottle out of her mouth and send it flying to the floor where it promptly vanished. Jenna let out an exasperated sigh of relief, then she clutched her aching stomach. The pressure in her bowels and bladder had subsided a bit, but was far from being gone. Her stomach still gurgled uneasily, but at least it had stopped getting worse. Jenna staggered forward, still rubbing her poor, abused tummy. She ached pretty much all over. Her tail hole was still sore from her experience with the cursed baby bouncer and her pussy still throbbed from her ordeal with the diaper plant. Part of her wondered what else they could possibly throw at her, while the rest of her just focussed on getting out of there as soon as possible. She was so close. The exit was within arms reach.
“So, it looks like you made it,” Jenna spun around to see where the voice had come from.
Standing behind the vixen was the strange lady that had sent her down this crazy corridor in the first place.
“I had a feeling you would be the one to cause me trouble,” the lady went on, stepping closer to Jenna, “maybe it was because it took someone else to bring you here. You just must be less susceptible to my magic.”
Jenna tried to speak, but she couldn’t find the words.
“Well, that’s just one of the risks when you cast a magic net,” the lady said with a sigh, “typically you only get people with a certain susceptibility but it’s always a spectrum. And sometimes you get random people walking in that didn’t even get influenced by your net at all!” She reached out and gave Jenna a pinch on the check, “at least you were entertaining to watch.”
Finally, Jenna found the will to speak, “so, you bought us all here just to watch us suffer through a rigged game?”
“Rigged?” the lady said with surprise, “honey, being magic does not mean it was rigged. This was largely a test of will and intellect. Everyone had a chance to make it this far. The traps were all random and I had no say in how you guys reacted to them. Although, your magic resistance may have given you a bit of an advantage.”
Jenna wasn’t sure how much she believed what the lady was saying, she got the distinct impression that no one was meant to make it as far as she had. It made her wonder what had happened to the others.
“Where’s Maddy?” Jenna said, her fur bristling.
“Oh don’t worry about her,” the lady said with a smile, “you’ll be seeing your friend soon enough.”
“You said I could go if I made it to the end,” Jenna said, a hint of apprehension in her voice.
“And you can sweety, you can,” the lady assured her, “but first, I want to ask you a few questions.”
Jenna was about to ask what she meant by that when the strange lady reached out and gently took hold of the sides of Jenna’s head.
“Do you really want to leave?” the lady asked.
A strange fuzzy feeling flooded Jenna’s mind. It came on quickly, leaving Jenna too stunned to muster a reply.
“Your friend is still here,” the lady went on, now gently stroking one of Jenna’s ears with her thumb. “I know you’re concerned about her. Don’t you want to stay with her?”
Jenna’s mouth slowly dropped open, as if she were trying to say something but couldn’t think of the words. In reality, the vixen wasn’t thinking about much of anything. She couldn’t. She heard the strange woman’s voice, but it was like hearing it through a wall; it sounded muffled and far away.
“Why don’t you just relax sweetie,” the lady continued. Her voice seemed to wash over Jenna, making her feel warm. A strange numbness crept into her brain. Warmth spread through her crotch. The vixen was vaguely aware of the fact that her diaper was getting heavier and swelling.
“Such a good girl,” the lady smiled as she cooed at the fox.
A vacant, empty look had come over Jenna’s face, and she had begun to drool a bit. Her tail flicked and swished upwards where it stood rigid against her back. A small grunt escaped the vixen’s maw as her bowels clenched and drove a pile of wet, warm mess into the seat of her blue baby diaper. The girl's accident settled in her seat and warmed her bottom. A faint tinge of red came across her face.
The strange lady smirked as she heard the sounds of Jenna soiling herself. She watched the bottom of the fox’s shortalls sag a bit under the weight of her diaper.
“Such a good baby,” the lady said, removing her hands from the sides of Jenna’s head.
Jenna slowly came back to the world, and her blush deepened. She immediately was aware of what had happened. She could feel the weight of her accident sagging in her diaper, and the smell of it hung heavily in the air.
“Guess you didn’t quite make it after all sweetheart,” the lady said, taking hold of one the straps on Jenna’s shortalls and beginning to undo the clasp. “Shame too, all you had to do was walk through that door.”
Jenna couldn’t find the words to respond. Her shock and embarrassment had overwhelmed her and all she could do was stand there timidly and blush. The lady undid the clasps and tail snap of Jenna’s shortalls and let them fall off the fox onto the floor, exposing the blushing vulpine’s red onesie. The lady popped the crotch snaps and let the soiled, airplane print diaper droop out from underneath.
The lady lifted the plump, sagging diaper seat and tested the weight of it. “Wow, you really had to go sweetheart,” she said with a chuckle. “Bet it felt good to finally let all that out huh?”
Jenna’s blush deepened. She still couldn’t muster up a response. She was so ashamed not only of her accident but that she had been tricked so easily. She should have known this lady would try something.
The lady smirked as she rebuttoned Jenna’s onesie around the fox’s dirty diaper. She gave the vixen’s diapered butt a playful pat. The shortalls remained discarded on the floor. The lady didn’t seem too concerned over hiding the state of Jenna’s diaper. Out of seemingly nowhere, the lady had a bright red pacifier in her hands which she promptly popped between the fox’s lips, silencing her before she even had the chance to speak.
“Come on sweetheart,” the lady said, hoisting up Jenna and balancing the vixen on her hip like a small toddler. Jenna winced as her weight settled on her squishy diaper. “Let’s go get your bunny friend, then we can go meet up with the others, ok?”
The strange lady smiled at the babyfied fox. She stuck up a hand and snapped her fingers, and the lights went out.
