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Verena had never been the kind to be ashamed about her padding situation. Why be ashamed? It was her life and she could live it how she wanted, life was way too short to be fussy about what other people think. However, padded life wasn't without it's issues
The vixen was on her way to the mall, an average trip one would think. It was meant to be. Shopping for new clothes wasn't too tricky, just pick a good changing stall and make sure whatever is being tried on isn't too tight around the diaper. She made sure to follow that usual criteria for clothes shopping today as well.
"This is nice!" Verena said, picking out some comfy-looking sweatpants. She usually had to go with the darker colours too, it was best not to risk leaking straight through it. This pair looked well fitting and was a lovely dark blue, matching and practical. The vixen went over to the changing stalls, a basket mixed with a few different clothes options in her hand and ready to get fitting.
She walked into a stall, taking a moment to sit down to soothe her slightly sore stomach. She had eaten a big meal for breakfast but she hadn't thought much of it until that moment. 'It'll be nothing...' she thought, brushing off the nervousness about having to get a fresh diaper. 'Just try the clothes on, get what you like and go home, Verena. No issues with a full diaper. Not today.' She thought with a stubborn and determined attitude.
Verena began trying on the clothes, enjoying the different styles and fits. But when she came to putting her pants back on, it hit her. The sudden need to mess. This wasn't ignorable anymore, she needed to go right then and there. "No, no, no, no!" She mumbled, her words meaning nothing to her bowels as her padding expanded. A large, brown bulge forming in the padding.
Her ears drooped, pulling up her pants one she was done and turning to see the damage she did. The mess was heavy, poking out of her pants a slight bit more for comfort. "Ugh..." She sighed, feeling the heavy accident weighing her padding down. "What do I do now?" She thought out loud. Why wouldn't she just bring a change? Now she has to check out with the new clothes in a soiled diaper. She wasn't one to be embarrassed but who wants to be carrying that scent around?
The vixen trotted out, a bit of a waddle in her step, trying not to move the mess around too much. Yes the relief was nice but as she bought the clothes, humiliation did set in with the faces of disgust around her. They didn't know it was her at least, the baggy pants she wore helped with that.
Verena walked out with her shopping bag in hand and other, placed on her side. Yes it wasn't going to help but she felt a little more secure knowing she still had her padding there to conceal her accident. Unfortunately, she still had some essential shopping to do. But if she wanted to stay as comfy as possible in the full diaper, she wouldn't get a break to sit down.
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Verena had never been the kind to be ashamed about her padding situation. Why be ashamed? It was her life and she could live it how she wanted, life was way too short to be fussy about what other people think. However, padded life wasn't without it's issues
The vixen was on her way to the mall, an average trip one would think. It was meant to be. Shopping for new clothes wasn't too tricky, just pick a good changing stall and make sure whatever is being tried on isn't too tight around the diaper. She made sure to follow that usual criteria for clothes shopping today as well.
"This is nice!" Verena said, picking out some comfy-looking sweatpants. She usually had to go with the darker colours too, it was best not to risk leaking straight through it. This pair looked well fitting and was a lovely dark blue, matching and practical. The vixen went over to the changing stalls, a basket mixed with a few different clothes options in her hand and ready to get fitting.
She walked into a stall, taking a moment to sit down to soothe her slightly sore stomach. She had eaten a big meal for breakfast but she hadn't thought much of it until that moment. 'It'll be nothing...' she thought, brushing off the nervousness about having to get a fresh diaper. 'Just try the clothes on, get what you like and go home, Verena. No issues with a full diaper. Not today.' She thought with a stubborn and determined attitude.
Verena began trying on the clothes, enjoying the different styles and fits. But when she came to putting her pants back on, it hit her. The sudden need to mess. This wasn't ignorable anymore, she needed to go right then and there. "No, no, no, no!" She mumbled, her words meaning nothing to her bowels as her padding expanded. A large, brown bulge forming in the padding.
Her ears drooped, pulling up her pants one she was done and turning to see the damage she did. The mess was heavy, poking out of her pants a slight bit more for comfort. "Ugh..." She sighed, feeling the heavy accident weighing her padding down. "What do I do now?" She thought out loud. Why wouldn't she just bring a change? Now she has to check out with the new clothes in a soiled diaper. She wasn't one to be embarrassed but who wants to be carrying that scent around?
The vixen trotted out, a bit of a waddle in her step, trying not to move the mess around too much. Yes the relief was nice but as she bought the clothes, humiliation did set in with the faces of disgust around her. They didn't know it was her at least, the baggy pants she wore helped with that.
Verena walked out with her shopping bag in hand and other, placed on her side. Yes it wasn't going to help but she felt a little more secure knowing she still had her padding there to conceal her accident. Unfortunately, she still had some essential shopping to do. But if she wanted to stay as comfy as possible in the full diaper, she wouldn't get a break to sit down.
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Category All / Baby fur
Species Unspecified / Any
Gender Any
Size 1080 x 1580px
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