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Clem huffed and puffed as she was lead by the hand like a small child. She appreciated the protectiveness of her guardian, she just wished it wasn't so overt and smothering. "If you say so." she muttered in response to Christa's justification.
For the next 20 minutes she was much more co operative, as they had to be to get past the walkers. Clem was even worried that her crinkling diaper might alert some of them.
"I'm not stinky!" she protested. Though that wasn't true. Christa and Omid both knew Clem made some very stinky diapers. Stinky enough to find her by smell alone.
She eeped as she was picked up. "I-I-I don't think so." she blushed. But even as she was tickled, she couldn't help but let out a fart.
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