RWBY: Yang
A young blonde woman mumbled to herself groggily as her alarm cut through her sleep. She barely opened her eyes as she slammed and open palm around her nightstand a few times, before finding her clock to silence it. It was Friday, at least, the last day of classes before she could thankfully sleep in again. She threw her covers off of her and sat up, yawning and barely opening her eyes to the little light her room contained. She had showered the night before, so other than getting dressed and combing her hair, the hardest part of her morning routine was already past, getting up.
Yang stood up from her bed, totally naked as she usually slept, and made her way towards her drawers. The bland school uniform of course, she laid out onto the bed neatly. Her only solace in the outfit she had to wear is that the school culdn't control the underwear she wore, so she actually made it a point to buy thongs of all different colors, lacy panties, string panties that barely covered anything as it is. But as she opened up her top drawer, her underwear drawer, she was met by a terrible surprise. All of her lovely underwear had been replaced with...something. She placed a hand on top of one of the things folded in there, subconsciously, she already knew. Her stomach dropped as she felt the crinkling plastic that met her fingertips. She shuddered, and didn't want to think about how they got there. She simply took it and threw it on the floor, followed by the next, and the next until all of around 20 diapers were scattered on the floor of her room. She prayed there was something of hers hidden underneath them, but nothing, just the bare wood of her drawer. "What the hell!" She finally yelled as she panicked. The school required her to wear a skirt, and she wasn't going without underwear. So as she brushed her hair and teeth, and threw on the top part of her uniform she racked her brain for a solution. Nothing came.
"Agh, dammit dammit!" She kicked herself, as she wished she was brazen enough to go commando. She picked up one of the diapers and unfolded it. She was already running late, and the other three would be wondering where she was. The diaper was infantile, it was littered with flowers and was mostly white, but had some pink designs around the crotch and tabs, of which there were only two. She laid it out onto the bed, and put herself on top of it, before hurriedly pulling it up between her legs and tapping it shut. She stood up and grimaced at the noise it made as well as the way it hugged her butt and hips, but she didn't have time to dwell on it if she was going to meet the others. She slid her skirt over top of it and dashed out of her room, leaving the other tens of diapers strewn across her floor.
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