Snuggle Kin Saga

Chapter 7
Docile Angel first part

Chapter Description: Party time up in here!

“A girl you’d never have any problems with...”

The seventh box was packed by charles. In side was a Orange diaper, an odd colour for a diaper, the woman thought. She thought it even stranger to have one’s favorite colour be orange. This girl she always known to be some what odd and complacent, with some of her choices in life. With the money the family had saved for them, they could have gone anywhere, but she chose the closest university.

Charles remembered her, she always seemed to want to be the one to play with him alone but was never forceful enough to get the other girls away. On top of that she never really stood up for herself when it came to others doing such things. In play whenever it was time to ‘play house’ she was almost always the baby, even though little Sarah and Amy were more cut out for the job. The girl was so docile, Charles felt a little bad for her, but she never looked to be having a bad time.

The woman noticed that as a child she’d play with the rest of them but, never once did she debate her standing in play roles, in ‘playing house’ or any other game. The woman remembered watching her be whatever people needed her to be, from her naps by the old oak tree. The woman was having a hard time deciding whether or not the girl really wanted anything out of life, or if she’d just docilely put the diaper on and come to the rest of the family.

The woman remembered how she always liked how little the girl cared about changing diapers, her perception of non-snuggle kins was limited to, ‘they don’t like changing diapers’ so she was always surprised at the girl’s apathy for the task. She remembered many a time where a snuggle kin branch family member forgot they were inside when asking for her to change them.

The woman Didn’t have much time to be daydreaming thought as she packed the sixth box along with Charles. Charles noticed her hesitation, “Are you wet mother?” he asked as lightly as he could. The woman blushed a little bit, she was used to being asked if she was wet or messy but she never got over hearing it from her own son, “No sweaty, or at least not enough to worry.” she said as she continued on.

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Angel sat cross legged on a matt, her back aching and her legs starting to go numb as she sat in the middle of the nerd club’s bi-monthly movie-a-thon. She was almost always there as her friend, Beryl dragged her to every occasion. The room had about twenty girls in it all watching a sci-fi film about dinosaurs with laser guns. Angel didn’t complain but the movie was pretty lame even by Beryl’s standards.

The event was held in the third floor common room of goliath residents. What soon came to be known as the ‘geek den’ by all other people on campus. There was a knock on the door. One of the more nerdy girls went to answer it, “Hello?” She asked, but there was no one there. She looked down, there was a box marked, “To Angel” the girl felt a little jealous, she never got packages. She walked back to the group, package in hand mumbling to herself.

The girl threw the packages lightly into the center of the group, “Hey Angel a package came for you!” she said as she took her seat back on the couch. Angel read the note, “Oh my...” she said as the other girls paused the movie and started to leer at the girl to see what she got in such a big box. Angel smiled a bit opening the box to reveal the orange diaper. The other girls looked at it for a few second before one girl chimed in, “Is that a diaper?” she asked.

The entire room burst into laughter, they all thought the girl had been pranked by one of the popular girls and saw fit to give her the humiliation that would be due had one of them been there. Her friend Beryl even decided to push it one step further, “Come one baby lay down for you diaper change!” she said. They laughed harder as Angel, docile as ever laid down and took off her panties from under her skirt.

They all boasted about how much better people they were compared to the popular girls but deep down they were all the same, just human beings wanting to be on the top of the hierarchy. But to Angel this didn’t matter, that was a snuggle kin diaper, and she was a snuggle kin disciple. Their rants and insults, poor thought they were, wouldn’t matter in a brief moment. Beryl reached for the snapps now that the diaper was just under her victim and snapped the first side up then waited for some dramatic tension.

Angel felt the second side go up, a smile on her face as the final *snap!* took place. Angel started to giggle, her skin rapidly becoming sensitive, the rug sending shivers down her spine. The other girls watched in fascination as her skirt rode up and became part of her shirt, going up to the chest high but remaining the knee length, or now waist length, it was and the loose fitting shape it was. Her knees raised to her chest and she started to push, the girls started to go pale at the realization of what was happening.

Angel didn’t have to go much beforehand, which meant a rather small messing but none the less it was pure bliss. She kicked her legs and moaned, the pleaser, orgasmic, only compounded by the thought of snuggling all the girls there. Beryl noticed a bag that wasn’t there before by her foot, “Tange me!” giggled Angel to her friend, also seeing the bag. Beryl looked in the bag, therein laid, among other things, several diapers like Angel was wearing now and several diaper liners, as well as a bag for disposal of the liners.

The girls rallied and cast their approval to changing the girl, even thought Beryl didn’t want to be the one to do it, she was already down there. Crys of “Yeah change that dirty girl!” and, “Does baby want her baba?” and even some of, “Goo goo gaa gaa!” rang out from the crowd. Beryl got a fresh diaper out of the bag along with some wipes and started to unsnap the diaper. While she did that another girl got a rattle out and started to taunt Angel, who just giggled at the attention.

As Beryl lifted Angel’s legs she felt her skin becoming more sensitive, the wipes she was using feeling soothing to her hands as she cleaned away the mess her friend had made. By the time she was done cleaning, Angel had the rattle in her hand as was softly shaking it, pacifier calming her down. Beryl felt less like gagging as she grabbed another diaper and put the liner into it. He skin was much more sensitive, as she raised Angel up she felt like rubbing her arm against her legs and just wiggling in general, she looked to the diaper and an odd thought crossed her mind, “Man those diapers look comfy...” she shook her head and continued on.

Beryl felt like she really had to pee, almost like she had waited the entire day but she continued with the final snap, not noticing how much the crowd’s torrent or insults had died down. Beryl giggled a bit, “all clean!” she said not knowing why she went with such childish language. Meanwhile everyone else did know, as they watched the girl’s clothes became a yellow sundress and a diaper of her own, this one cyan, appear on her butt.

Angel sat up, reveling in the pleasure of the fresh diaper and pulled Beryl into a snuggle. Beryl accepted the snuggle with ferocity, moving her body over Angel to maximize the feeling it gave her. It wasn’t until her diaper grew warm and she let out a moan of pleasure, that she noticed something was off. She looked down, her cyan diaper still in proper shape as Angel continued to snuggle her.

She looked to Angel than to the crowd, Angel was wearing a diaper, and had a short sundress on, she had a diaper and a short sundress on. She stood up with Angel and walked towards the door, she knew something had changed, and that changed came from touching Angel, and now she wanted everyone in the room to be like them. The two broke apart Beryl grabbing a girl by the arm and dragging her near the only door and pulling her into a snuggle by it. Angel grabbed the girl known as the ‘alpha geek’ and fell back.

Sandy was her name but with her knowledge of all things that had become known as ‘new age nerd culture’ she demanded a proper, more referential, title. A title she was never given, instead she was just called ‘alpha geek’ or sometimes by her friends, “alpha” but never the referential title she thought she deserved. “That didn’t matter now,” she thought, “as my name’s going to be diapy butt loser soon!” she struggled at the thought, but Angel just put her hands up the girl’s shirt causing her to gasp at the sudden pleasure of it.

Beryl knew they’d all have to come near the door if they wanted out so she was just fine lying there all night if need be. The girl she was snuggling didn’t like that idea very much, “Let me go!” she said pushing away as hard as she could feeling the need to go increase dramatically. Beryl pulled her back onto the blanket, “Don’t resist it feels so good!” she said giver the girl’s cheek a snuggle. The girl felt her clothes start to shift and couldn’t help but agree, her now sensitive skin sending waves of pleasure down her spine.

Sandy was also struggling, “Assist me my companions!” she yelled to the recoiling crowd. They watched in horror as the girl lost her glasses and her clothes became much like Angel’s and Beryl’s except with comic book characters on them. Angel rolled her new friend away from the crowd and gave her face another snuggle, “Tee-hee they can’t help you now!” she said cupping the expanding diaper on Sandy. The diaper was much like others, usually worn by babies, but instead of the usual diaper prints of a huggies or pampers it had comic book characters, as the transformation reached it’s final stages the prints changed to comic book characters in diaper.

Beryl giggled, feeling the other girl’s willful snuggling on her cheek now. A pacifier in her mouth and a soiled luvs on her bum, Beryl giggled, the rest would soon also be needing her expert changing skills. She sat up and swapped places with the girl, “Ready for a change?” she asked to an excited babbling behind the girl’s pacifier.

Sandy giggled, her diaper had a wetness indicator that make it look like all the character wet their diapers when she was wet. Angel got up with her, and together they approached the crowd, “Don’t resist, It feels great! Comfy too.” Sandy said as the girls started to shove each other to get to the back. Sandy jumped into the middle grabbing three girls and touching two others, as the group split down the middle and the girls screamed. Angel walked up to one of the parting groups and grabbed one girl by the hand and led her to the blanket she and Sandy shared, “N-no please no!” she peeled.

Angel giggled, “I already touched you, you’re going to be a snuggle kin anyways! May as well have a snuggle!” The girl looked to Angel in despair as she sat down on the blanket. Meanwhile the three girls Sandy had trapped didn’t hear and still thought of trying to escape. Sandy snuggled the middle girl’s cheek while getting her hands and arms up the shirts of the other two, “Sandy stop it!” the middle girl yelled feeling herself start to enjoy the feeling. All three despite stark resistance were feeling their cloths become toddler shirts, and one girl even had a onesie.

The two girls touched by Sandy were now in the middle of the two groups, huddled together to save space as they watched their friends in horror. Their skin grew sensitive, along with the rest of the group not knowing they were practically group snuggling. The sensitivity spread in waves, the two center girls feeling the effects much sooner than those on the sides.

The girl in the middle of Sandy’s embrace, felt a need to poo as she noticed the other two girls on her sides start sucking some pacifiers. She looked to angel’s diaper as she felt her own start to puff out, this one a magenta coloured one much like Angel’s. the middle girl’s friend to her right had a sundress had a huggies jean diaper while her onesied friend on the left was rocking a nighttime pampers baby dry. She felt her legs instantly wrap around Sandy as she felt her need to go become unbearable. She moaned, the pleasure greated than she thought possible, as she recovered she moved her arms to hug Sandy giving her cheek a snuggle.

The girl Angel was snuggling watched in horror, her cloths already a short night shirt and pull-up. The girl Beryl was changing was now clean, mewling at the pleasure of a fresh diaper, still blocking the only route of escape. Than she looked to the two groups, seeing the middle girls pants disappear, it was hopeless.

The girls in the middle of the group looked down, two special printed sci-fi and fantasy diapers respectfully on them as the group noticed panic ensued, many tripping, and falling on their friends as their clothes changed, blanket appearing underneath them as they found themselves snuggling their friends like the very people they wanted to avoid. The girl for the right group with the sci-fi diaper decided she’d just join someone else’s snuggle and quickly became a full snuggle kin along with her group.

The girl with the fantasy diaper decided to resist that much longer. the girls at her feet now moaning and coiling at their dresses nighties and short shirts, but mostly at their diapers. Some were just regular diapers, while others were imaginative prints, detailed very heavily with wetness indicators that changed the print. The girl really needed to go but there was no getting over this pile, a few girls at her feet eyed her, wanting to snuggle her till she messed her diaper.

Angel felt the girl she was snuggling wrap her legs around her as the girl watched the fantasy girl getting dragged down, pooping her diaper happily. She looked up to Angel and sighed, “So I guess I should just give up...” she said letting herself go. The pleasure was great as she held Angel firm, “Don’t worry it’s not a bad thing to be snuggle kin!” Angel said petting the girl’s head. The girl, still feeling the waves of pleasure smiled and agreed.