The Morning After: A Diaper and a Potent Potion

I’m so full…

Her stomach felt excessively distended, and Chloe could no longer recall how many times she had vomited throughout the ordeal.

“Ugh…”

It happened yet again. Yet, no matter how much she expelled, a tentacle would instantly replenish it the very next second. Regardless of the energy type, her body had reached complete saturation, utterly incapable of absorbing even a trace more. Consequently, the influx of energy became utterly indigestible, accumulating in various parts of her body, distending her belly to an alarming degree.

I’ve truly tried my best…

“Cough… cough… Ugh…”

Her body involuntarily heaved, her stomach churning violently. Logically, such an extreme exertion should have brought excruciating pain.

This is truly too much! Yet, it smelled so sweet… as if her entire being were submerged in cream, leaving her in a hazy, dreamlike state.

Amidst her dazed stupor, she finally succumbed, losing consciousness.

The next day, she awoke in her own room. Chloe opened her eyes, only to discover that Tia was still lying beside her.

Perhaps Tia’s own room was in utter disarray, making it uninhabitable for sleep. Hehe~ How particular, to still maintain a distinction between clean and soiled areas.

Chloe turned on her side, gazing at Tia, yet found herself unable to conjure any feelings of disgust. Instead, a peculiar sense of attachment inexplicably blossomed within her heart; she looked at the girl before her as one might gaze upon a mother…

This isn’t right! Chloe was profoundly alarmed by her own emotions, yet she could not deceive herself, for the mere proximity to Tia sent waves of reassurance through every cell of her body. She yearned to curl into Tia’s embrace and resume her sleep, but the strangeness of her body made it difficult to adapt.

My body hasn’t been cleaned, has it? Wouldn’t this mess up her bed too?

Tossing back the covers, her gaze first fell upon her belly, swollen and round like a watermelon, as if she were pregnant. How utterly shameful… Chloe’s small face flushed crimson, and she instinctively contracted her abdomen, which responded with a strange gurgling sound.

Oh no!

She quickly glanced downwards, and the sight before her immediately filled her with exasperation. It’s one thing to be too lazy to clean me before sleeping, but what’s with just putting a diaper on me?! This is far too humiliating! Wearing a diaper like a baby; at least babies only use them for urine, but on me… What a twisted use!

However, unlike previous times, though her body was still inevitably sore upon waking, not a single injury remained. Chloe examined herself in the small mirror, marveling that her body had recovered completely. The only exception was her distended lower abdomen, where a significant amount of unabsorbed fluid had accumulated within her body.

Preferring to address her abdominal issue first, she decided to deal with it promptly. Clutching her stomach, she shuffled awkwardly towards the bathroom. After a series of peculiar sounds, Chloe emerged, her forehead beaded with sweat, her abdomen having barely returned to a flatter state. The diaper, its purpose fulfilled, had been discarded into the trash bin.

Gazing at Tia, who was sleeping soundly, Chloe felt a wave of helplessness. How long had this girl been holding back? The sheer volume was utterly absurd. If not for a lingering trace of humanity in her frenzy last night, causing her to pause whenever she noticed my condition was amiss, I have no doubt I would have been drowned!

It seemed somewhat wasteful, though. If only there were a way to store it, like milk, then I wouldn’t have to worry about my daily sustenance.

Oh dear, without even realizing it, I’ve already accepted using impurities as food. Of course, I can’t store it in my belly. Absolutely not, even if it kills me. Otherwise, constantly sporting a huge belly, looking like some “young mother,” I still have school to attend!

Not knowing what else to do, Chloe sat on the edge of the bed and, as if possessed, leaned over onto the sleeping Tia’s stomach. Her disheveled hair brushed against Tia’s bare skin, the ticklish sensation causing Tia to frown slightly in her sleep.

“Mmm… Yilan… stop it…”

It was always like this; every time, Tia dreamed of Yilan. Chloe, however, felt no ripple of emotion. Her only regret was never hearing Tia utter her name in her sleep. What did it matter to Chloe whom Tia valued more? Chloe merely had to cling to Tia, to appease her in order to live a normal life.

Just as she was lost in her musings, Tia awoke. Tia’s thick dark circles under her eyes genuinely startled Chloe.

“Pfft~ Who are you? A panda…? Cough…” Chloe said, chuckling, but then realized her voice was somewhat hoarse and fell silent. Were my vocal cords too severely damaged? They still hadn’t fully recovered.

However, a newly awakened Tia paid no mind to such minor details. Her gaze merely drifted from Chloe’s belly to the bed, before she squinted her eyes and lay back down.

“So sleepy…”

“Hey? No way! I’m awake, so you’re not allowed to keep sleeping!” Chloe simply climbed back onto the bed, plopping directly onto Tia’s stomach, and shook her by the shoulders.

“Stop it… Did you take your medicine?” Suddenly recalling something important, Tia opened her eyes and met Chloe’s gaze.

“Medicine? Doctor Blanca’s potion? I forgot about that…”

“Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere? Yesterday’s amount might have been… quite significant…” Tia offered an apologetic smile. Still, it was incredibly satisfying. As long as Chloe took her medicine properly, there shouldn’t be any major issues, right? As Tia considered this, seeing Chloe’s lively, bouncing demeanor, her sense of guilt diminished considerably.

“I… I’ll go take it now…” Chloe immediately rushed to the living room to find the bottle of potion.

If taking medicine after each “session” somehow negated it, would it be as if nothing had happened? Chloe’s mind suddenly conjured this whimsical thought. Hmm… then why not try several times the dosage?

Consequently, Chloe poured herself a large cup, roughly ten times the original dosage. It was a murky, dark concoction, yet surprisingly odorless.

Bottoms up!

After draining the cup, Chloe recapped the potion and placed it back in the refrigerator.

This potion doesn’t seem to have any effect, does it? No… that’s not right…

Just a few seconds later, Chloe’s complexion began to change ominously. She bolted towards the restroom, once again crouching before the familiar toilet. Initially, she clamped a hand over her mouth, attempting to suppress the urge to vomit. However, as the potion’s effects intensified, the nausea grew overwhelming, and she ultimately could not hold it back, retching a “Waaah!” that filled the toilet. The murky black potion stained the pristine white porcelain a dark, inky hue.