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Previous Part: Adopted By Giants 2: An Unhappy Reunion (DBZ)

----Roughly An Hour Later----

Eighteen stared at the new outfit that was being held in front of her face and, much to her horror, realized that the giant alien was holding a bottomless pink leotard that ended in a pink tutu in her hand.

"I'm not wearing that!" Eighteen declared in a cold voice, looking away from the giant with her arms crossed over her topless breasts.

"You say that like you have a choice." A smug grin spread across Tzaras' face as she grabbed the blonde by her chin and held her face steady.

"Wha-" Eighteen was silenced by Tzaras pushing a large cylinder up to her mouth as the giant woman started applying some pink lipgloss to her plump lips. This caught the once powerful fighter off guard since she was expecting the crazy giant to put her into that pink leotard and tutu.

"You're going to be such an adorable little ballerina for mommy!" Tzaras coed.

Once Tzaras finished with the lip gloss, she picked up the leotard with the built in tutu and pulled it down over Eighteen's head, momentarily blinding her until the childish garment was covering her once naked body. The material stretched over her breasts and clung to her like a glove. Eighteen hated to admit it, but wearing a ballerina's outfit was much better than prancing around butt naked in only a pair of pampers. Wasting no time, Tzaras then proceeded to force Eighteen to lift her legs, one at a time, as she slid a pair of ballet slippers onto her feet.

"Are you done yet?" The blonde haired woman couldn't help but ask in an exasperated voice.

"Let me just adjust your diaper." The enormous woman stated in a firm tone.

She sighed angrily and allowed her maternal warden to adjust the fit of the leak guards. It felt so strange to feel the plastic shell of her diaper shifting ever so slightly under the giant alien's fingers. This huge diaper was definitely a far cry from the low cut panties she typically wore which barely covered her shaven pubic mound. Now she feel the diaper literally hugging her hips, riding higher on her waist than any other kind of panties she could ever remember wearing. The most noticeable difference was how it covered all of her shapely bottom and forced her legs apart; even her most conservative pair of panties failed to do that.

When the giant was happy with the way the leak guards ran across her new daughter's thighs she smiled and turned the brooding blonde around until she faced a full length mirror.

Eighteen found herself staring at her own reflection in the mirror of the dressing room; her mind had trouble accepting how she was dressed as reality. The outfit she wore made her look like a young child who hadn't been potty trained, but had somehow been enrolled in ballet class by her mother. In short, she felt like she was having a bad dream.

"I look ridiculous!" Eighteen exclaimed.

"No, you don't look ridiculous. " Tzaras grinned. "You look like mommy's little princess!"

Eighteen scowled at the mirror, making her displeasure known to her adoptive mother through her reflection.

"Now go out there and make mommy proud!" The clapping of the giant's open palm against Eighteen's plastic covered ass echoed throughout the dressing room, ushering Eighteen to move.

Needless to say, the blonde was struggling to walk in the thick diaper as she waddled out of the dressing room and onto the dance floor. Each step reminded her of how snug and bulky the diaper was against her shaved crotch. She couldn't see past her tutu, but the thick underwear and its muffled crinkle were ever present and made even the simplest movements feel like a chore to accomplish. Once she had made it out to the center of the dance floor, she looked around the dance hall to see where everyone else was. It looked like the others were still being dressed and she was grateful that there was no one else in the class. Eighteen assumed that it was going to be a private instruction which was the only good thing that had happened to her so far since landing on this insane planet.

"You get your butt out there right now, miss bubble butt!"

Eighteen turned around and watched as Bulma and Chi Chi awkwardly waddled out from the dressing room wearing the same exact outfit that she was wearing except that the women had on slightly different tutus with big bows on their backs.

'Wait a minute.' Eighteen reached behind herself and checked for a bow; her hand immediately felt the unmistakable feeling of two rows of frills weaving around her midsection until she brushed up against the plastic backing of her diaper. There wasn't a bow, but the tutu did very little to cover her bulbous backside. She frowned and stood there in the center of the room waiting for Bulma and Chi Chi to join her

"Hey, Eighteen." Bulma spoke up, trying to break the awkward silence. "Sorry for getting you and Videl involved in this."

"There's no need to apologize." The blonde replied in a neutral tone. "It won't change the fact that we're stranded here."

"So what do we do now?" Chi Chi wondered aloud.

"Yeah, Eighteen." Bulma chimed in. "If you're waiting for all of us to be in the same place to unleash your powers and knock out these crazy giants then now would be the perfect time to do it."

Eighteen felt a warm rush of shame wash over her as she looked away from the two women. "I can't seem to summon my strength."

"I was afraid of that." Bulma replied.

A blushing Videl waddling out of the dressing room being ushered forward by Kanaya which caught everyone's attention. Chi Chi's face instantly grew into a scowl as she watched her daughter in law struggling to walk in the ridiculous diaper and tutu. Bulma maintained her calm while Eighteen remained silent.

"You look so cute, sweetie." Everyone could hear Kanaya's voice as she spoke to Videl. "Now go over there to where your big sister and your cousins are standing."

Videl's face grew even redder as she nodded and continued to take her awkward steps forward until she eventually reached the group of grown women dressed like oversized toddler's in ballet class. The four women remained quiet, none of them were eager to speak. Bulma caught the young woman's eyes staring at the diaper that was barely obscured by the tutu. Upon realizing that Bulma noticed her staring, Videl's hands shot up to her head and covered her face, seemingly trying to hide from the other mothers until Bulma broke the awkward silence of the moment.

"I know you're feeling embarrassed, but there's no need to be. You can see my diaper and I can see your diaper too. It really isn't that big of a deal."

"As much as it pains me to say this, Bulma is right. Everyone from Earth is treated like babies and wears diapers on this planet, Videl. The sooner you get used to it, the less it'll bother you." Chi Chi added.

"I know, but it's hard to get used to being dressed like this." The youngest mother in the room replied. "My little Pan's onesie provides more modesty than these silly outfits!"

"You're right, but that really doesn't matter right now." The stoic blonde spoke up.

"Yeah, what matters is that we're all in this together!" Videl smiled.

"Exactly!" Bulma cheered. "Hopefully Goku and Vegeta will be able to track us down like you both did so we can finally get off of this crazy planet."

"Vegeta and that slacker of a husband of mine would have to stop training and actually remember that they have wives for that to happen." Chi Chi retorted with an annoyed edge in her voice.

"Alright, young ladies!" A giant dressed in a black leotard called out to the women from the front of the room. "We're going to practice these simple poses so you will all know what to do during your commercial!"

A chorus of groans followed this announcement.

"That's enough of that behavior! Your mothers are standing right over there and I will stop the lesson so that they may spank you if you continue to pout and misbehave." The giant woman declared before suddenly striking a pose. "Now, let's begin!"

"This is a very simple pose and one that you will be doing for your commercial. I want you to raise your leg up like I did and cross it over your knee while positioning your arms like so." The ballet instructor explained as she held the pose.

Videl and everyone else tried to copy their teacher. The young woman raised her foot up and moved it until it was crossing over the knee of her supporting leg. It wasn't supposed to be an incredibly hard task, but just like walking, the diaper had made it very difficult for Videl to maneuver her legs due to the thick diaper pushing her inner thighs apart. Moving her left arm until it was pointing straight in the opposite direction of her bent leg while her right arm was held up into the air was an infinitely easier feat to accomplish.

"Videl is doing well." The instructor noted, praising the youngest woman in the room.

Bulma was already shaking like a leaf, struggling under the weight of the planet's gravity. "How long do we have to hold this pose?"

"Sixty seconds!" The giantess replied.

Videl looked over at Bulma who was on the tip of her toes as she tried desperately to imitate what the giant alien was doing. She had her legs in the same position as her, but her arms were at an angle as she tried to maintain her balance.

The giant teacher stared at the adult babies with disdain. "Do it with a smile!"

Eighteen suddenly realized that she hadn't smiled all day. It wasn't like she had a reason to be happy with her new status in life, she definitely didn't want to smile. That being said, she didn't want to end up over that crazy old giant's knee getting another spanking again either. So, she did her best to put on a fake smile, and tried to look as happy as she possibly could while struggling to get her poses right.

The class went on like this for over an hour until both Chi Chi and Videl needed to get their diapers changed. By this point in time Eighteen had been dealing with a rather annoying pain coming from her stomach and was holding it in, not wanting to further humiliate herself by pooping her pampers like the others. Unlike Chi Chi she still had her continence and forced herself to continue practicing even as her bowels ached for relief. The feeling grew more and more urgent as she fidgeted her way through various poses and twirls.

While she was perched on her toes with her other leg lifted and bent behind her back, mimicking what the giant teacher was doing, her glance fell upon Chi Chi and Videl who were in the middle of the dance floor being wiped and diapered on the dance floor. Seeing the two gaint aliens diapering the raven haired mothers side by side, in such a humiliating manner, only fueled her anger and reinforced her resolve and drive to stay dry.

After Chi Chi and Videl were changed, the giants ushed them to join Bulma and Eighteen who were fighting to stand in place as the teacher stood there watching them. Chi Chi could see the strain written all over Eighteen's face when she rejoined the two diapered moms. She could only wonder why the woman was subjecting herself to such torment. A wet or messy diaper was annoying, but at least it would get changed quickly since they were all in "class."

With her two black haired pupils freshly diapered and returned to her, the woman resumed instructing all of her students in the ways of synchronized dance. She ordered all of the adult babies to line up in formation and to recite the basic moves which she had taught them an hour ago. It looked like Chi Chi and Videl were improving their form after being changed, but Bulma and Eighteen were struggling with even the most basic of maneuvers. Eighteen especially looked like she was about to poop her Pampers which gave the teacher a devilish idea.

"Everyone! Line up at the bar! It's time to Plié!"

Eighteen groaned upon hearing the next routine and waddled along side her friends until she found herself standing in front of a horizontal bar. Each mother started to perform the Plié which was basically a fancy way of squatting. Eighteen knew that she couldn't refuse to perform the move so she forced her knees to bend and gradually lowered herself into the Grand Plié position with her heels slightly raised up like she was standing on her tiptoes.

Suddenly, her body betrayed her as a muffled fart signaled to the group of what was about to happen in her diaper. Eighteen clenched her eyes shut when the first of many soft logs slipped out of her bottom and into the seat of her bulging Pamper.

Chi Chi knew what that sound meant from the numerous times Bulma had slept over, but she opted to focus on her Plié. It was bad enough that Eighteen had waited until she was right next to her to shit herself, but if she ignored it, maybe it wouldn't be so bad. Videl had a similar mindset. She knew how humiliating it was for Eighteen since she herself, had just loaded her own diaper only five minutes ago before being given a very public diaper change. So, she decided that the best thing she could do for Eighteen was ignore her messy problem. Bulma on the other hand was in the middle of her own little accident. The prunes and breastmilk from that morning had finally caught up with her and the Plié position triggered her bowels to evacuate.

"It looks like we have two more little girls in need of a diaper change." The ballet instructor grinned a devious little smile as she gestured towards both Bulma and Eighteen.

"Eighteen! Bulma!" Tzaras called out to her two adopted women. "I can tell that you were both trying to hold it in! Now get your butts over here so that mommy can change you and give you a nice suppository to put a stop to that naughtiness!"

The two women slowly rose up from squatting and looked over their shoulders with horrified faces. Eighteen seemed more embarrassed by the fact she had shit herself in front of her friends, but Bulma seemed positively frightened by the thought of getting a suppository. It had been months since she had been threatened with one since she had learned to use her diaper around Chi Chi. After being around the raven haired mother for so long, it wasn't so bad, but she never thought she would have to use her diaper around Videl and Eighteen which is why she held it in as long as she could. Now, her ego had gotten her into some serious trouble.

'I'm going to be pooping my pants for a week straight.' Bulma thought to herself as she turned around to fully face her adoptive mother.

Eighteen did the same, but much more slowly. The blonde was trying not to cause the load in her pamper to shift as she waddled towards the giant alien. It was degrading, humiliating and embarrassing, but the former strongest female fighter from Earth knew that what was about to happen to her would make waddling around in a dirty diaper seem like a walk in the park. She kept her eyes on the wooden floor until she noticed the twin towels that had been laid out for both herself and Bulma.

"Sit down for mommy." Tzaras barked.

Bulma nodded and noticed Eighteen gingerly taking her time to sit down. It made sense and Bulma recalled that she used to go just as slow in the past, but it merely drew out how long you had to stay in a pamper packed full of poop. Not wanting to waste time, the blue haired scientist plopped down onto her dirty diaper which resulted in a disgusting sounded squelch as the bottom of her diaper landed against the towel. Even with a few dozen dirty diapers to her name, Bulma found her body quivering as the warm muck invaded every inch of her privates. No matter how many dirty diapers she went though, she could never get used to the feeling of her waste being forcibly spread around her bottom like that.

Needless to say, this unexpected display caught Eighteen off guard and made her stare openly at her friend. She had always respected Bulma for her intelligence which was why she couldn't even comprehend what had just happened. 'Why would anyone do that to themselves?' Eighteen couldn't help but ask herself as she finally eased herself down onto her own diaper clad bottom.

The first thing that the blonde noticed was how everything inside her diaper was smashed against her ass despite how cautiously she had sat down. The sicking warmth of her own excrement worked it's way across her plump backside, but that almost wasn't as bad as the putrid stench that assaulted her nose and seemed to surround her. Not wanting to look at the giant who knelt before her, Eighteen glanced back at the Son moms and noticed that Chi Chi and Videl weren't even paying attention to her. 'At least they're not going to see me get my butt wiped. Thank Kami for that.'

"You sure took your time, Eighteen." The blonde heard Bulma whisper to her.

Eighteen immediately cucked her head to the side to give Bulma a piece of her mind when she saw that the lead scientist of Capsule Corp was already laid on her back with her legs up high into the air in the diaper changing position. Nothing was said as Tzaras reached towards Bulma's waist and ripped the tapes open on her diaper, allowing the front of the disposable to flip open, exposing the mud like mess which coated her mound like chocolate pudding. Eighteen found herself unable to utter a sound and instantly averted her eyes, silently cursing herself for watching the grotesque ritual progress for as long as it had. If she still had her power she would have punched this crazy giant right in the mouth and flew her friends back to the spaceship so that they all could leave this infantile hell. Sadly, such a wonderful fantasy was cut short when Eighteen felt a pair of massive hands grab her by her hips and abruptly move her onto her back.

"Stop daydreaming and lay on your back for mommy." Once again Eighteen was pulled out of thoughts by the giantess.

Being talked down to and forced to lay still while the giant started pulling at the tapes on the front of the diaper made the blonde feel an odd combination of anger and helplessness. The former was an emotional response that she felt increasingly familiar with since landing on this accursed rock, but the latter was an odd emotion that she wasn't too familiar with. Only twice in her life did she ever remember feeling this powerless to stop an enemy from destroying her. Even though she wasn't being destroyed in the traditional sense of the word, her ego was currently being dismantled with each and every swipe of the giant sized baby wipe going over her poop covered butt. This feeling of inadequacy fueled her anger, but deep down instead the blonde knew that she couldn't do anything to stop new mother from cleaning her most intimate of parts.

Suddenly, Eighteen felt the giant grab her ankles with a single hand and lift her up from the poop filled diaper. She was completely at the mercy of this crazy alien which pissed her off even more. All she could do was stew in her rage while thinking back on her life; she had once been one of the greatest threats to all of mankind! Now she was literally getting her butt powdered and was about to be taped into a new diaper that she would be forced to wet and mess when her body eventually gave up on her. Was the universe punishing her for all of the death and evil deeds she had committed against mankind with her brother all those years ago?

"Hold still, Eighteen."

Eighteen looked up at the huge alien just in time to see the enormous suppository she was holding be maneuvered downwards towards her bottom. She should've held still, but a primal urge to try to escape dictated her body to wriggle and squirm as the tip of the bullet shaped pill pressed into her puckered anus. Eighteen inhaled sharply as the pill breached her rosebud and entered into her tight passage until all she could feel was a steady heat building up as the pill worked its way deeper into her butt.

"I think that is all the time we will have for today, ladies. I trust you've all learned something." The booming voice of the dance instructor caught everyone's attention.

Each mother present was relieved to hear that the ballet class was finally over except for maybe the non biological moms. Bulma and Chi Chi knew that their "mothers" probably wouldn't have minded watching them prance around in tutus and pampers some more, but the middle- aged humans were genuinely happy to hear that they would finally be leaving this madhouse and going home.

Eighteen's momentary joy didn't last long. She didn't have to dance around in a diaper anymore, but she knew that things could only get worse from here. Without the ability to fight back she was ultimately doomed to defecate into a diaper until the boys could find them due to her Kai being locked away. She had no choice but to let the giant alien who called herself "mommy" pick her up and strap her into a double seated stroller next to Bulma. While she was strapped into the infantile conveyance, she could hope that her husband and the boys didn't waste any time coming to their rescue.

To Be Continued...

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Next Part: Adopted By Giants 2: Learning To Live With Tzaras

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Previous Part: Adopted By Giants 2: An Unhappy Reunion (DBZ)

----Roughly An Hour Later----

Eighteen stared at the new outfit that was being held in front of her face and, much to her horror, realized that the giant alien was holding a bottomless pink leotard that ended in a pink tutu in her hand.

"I'm not wearing that!" Eighteen declared in a cold voice, looking away from the giant with her arms crossed over her topless breasts.

"You say that like you have a choice." A smug grin spread across Tzaras' face as she grabbed the blonde by her chin and held her face steady.

"Wha-" Eighteen was silenced by Tzaras pushing a large cylinder up to her mouth as the giant woman started applying some pink lipgloss to her plump lips. This caught the once powerful fighter off guard since she was expecting the crazy giant to put her into that pink leotard and tutu.

"You're going to be such an adorable little ballerina for mommy!" Tzaras coed.

Once Tzaras finished with the lip gloss, she picked up the leotard with the built in tutu and pulled it down over Eighteen's head, momentarily blinding her until the childish garment was covering her once naked body. The material stretched over her breasts and clung to her like a glove. Eighteen hated to admit it, but wearing a ballerina's outfit was much better than prancing around butt naked in only a pair of pampers. Wasting no time, Tzaras then proceeded to force Eighteen to lift her legs, one at a time, as she slid a pair of ballet slippers onto her feet.

"Are you done yet?" The blonde haired woman couldn't help but ask in an exasperated voice.

"Let me just adjust your diaper." The enormous woman stated in a firm tone.

She sighed angrily and allowed her maternal warden to adjust the fit of the leak guards. It felt so strange to feel the plastic shell of her diaper shifting ever so slightly under the giant alien's fingers. This huge diaper was definitely a far cry from the low cut panties she typically wore which barely covered her shaven pubic mound. Now she feel the diaper literally hugging her hips, riding higher on her waist than any other kind of panties she could ever remember wearing. The most noticeable difference was how it covered all of her shapely bottom and forced her legs apart; even her most conservative pair of panties failed to do that.

When the giant was happy with the way the leak guards ran across her new daughter's thighs she smiled and turned the brooding blonde around until she faced a full length mirror.

Eighteen found herself staring at her own reflection in the mirror of the dressing room; her mind had trouble accepting how she was dressed as reality. The outfit she wore made her look like a young child who hadn't been potty trained, but had somehow been enrolled in ballet class by her mother. In short, she felt like she was having a bad dream.

"I look ridiculous!" Eighteen exclaimed.

"No, you don't look ridiculous. " Tzaras grinned. "You look like mommy's little princess!"

Eighteen scowled at the mirror, making her displeasure known to her adoptive mother through her reflection.

"Now go out there and make mommy proud!" The clapping of the giant's open palm against Eighteen's plastic covered ass echoed throughout the dressing room, ushering Eighteen to move.

Needless to say, the blonde was struggling to walk in the thick diaper as she waddled out of the dressing room and onto the dance floor. Each step reminded her of how snug and bulky the diaper was against her shaved crotch. She couldn't see past her tutu, but the thick underwear and its muffled crinkle were ever present and made even the simplest movements feel like a chore to accomplish. Once she had made it out to the center of the dance floor, she looked around the dance hall to see where everyone else was. It looked like the others were still being dressed and she was grateful that there was no one else in the class. Eighteen assumed that it was going to be a private instruction which was the only good thing that had happened to her so far since landing on this insane planet.

"You get your butt out there right now, miss bubble butt!"

Eighteen turned around and watched as Bulma and Chi Chi awkwardly waddled out from the dressing room wearing the same exact outfit that she was wearing except that the women had on slightly different tutus with big bows on their backs.

'Wait a minute.' Eighteen reached behind herself and checked for a bow; her hand immediately felt the unmistakable feeling of two rows of frills weaving around her midsection until she brushed up against the plastic backing of her diaper. There wasn't a bow, but the tutu did very little to cover her bulbous backside. She frowned and stood there in the center of the room waiting for Bulma and Chi Chi to join her

"Hey, Eighteen." Bulma spoke up, trying to break the awkward silence. "Sorry for getting you and Videl involved in this."

"There's no need to apologize." The blonde replied in a neutral tone. "It won't change the fact that we're stranded here."

"So what do we do now?" Chi Chi wondered aloud.

"Yeah, Eighteen." Bulma chimed in. "If you're waiting for all of us to be in the same place to unleash your powers and knock out these crazy giants then now would be the perfect time to do it."

Eighteen felt a warm rush of shame wash over her as she looked away from the two women. "I can't seem to summon my strength."

"I was afraid of that." Bulma replied.

A blushing Videl waddling out of the dressing room being ushered forward by Kanaya which caught everyone's attention. Chi Chi's face instantly grew into a scowl as she watched her daughter in law struggling to walk in the ridiculous diaper and tutu. Bulma maintained her calm while Eighteen remained silent.

"You look so cute, sweetie." Everyone could hear Kanaya's voice as she spoke to Videl. "Now go over there to where your big sister and your cousins are standing."

Videl's face grew even redder as she nodded and continued to take her awkward steps forward until she eventually reached the group of grown women dressed like oversized toddler's in ballet class. The four women remained quiet, none of them were eager to speak. Bulma caught the young woman's eyes staring at the diaper that was barely obscured by the tutu. Upon realizing that Bulma noticed her staring, Videl's hands shot up to her head and covered her face, seemingly trying to hide from the other mothers until Bulma broke the awkward silence of the moment.

"I know you're feeling embarrassed, but there's no need to be. You can see my diaper and I can see your diaper too. It really isn't that big of a deal."

"As much as it pains me to say this, Bulma is right. Everyone from Earth is treated like babies and wears diapers on this planet, Videl. The sooner you get used to it, the less it'll bother you." Chi Chi added.

"I know, but it's hard to get used to being dressed like this." The youngest mother in the room replied. "My little Pan's onesie provides more modesty than these silly outfits!"

"You're right, but that really doesn't matter right now." The stoic blonde spoke up.

"Yeah, what matters is that we're all in this together!" Videl smiled.

"Exactly!" Bulma cheered. "Hopefully Goku and Vegeta will be able to track us down like you both did so we can finally get off of this crazy planet."

"Vegeta and that slacker of a husband of mine would have to stop training and actually remember that they have wives for that to happen." Chi Chi retorted with an annoyed edge in her voice.

"Alright, young ladies!" A giant dressed in a black leotard called out to the women from the front of the room. "We're going to practice these simple poses so you will all know what to do during your commercial!"

A chorus of groans followed this announcement.

"That's enough of that behavior! Your mothers are standing right over there and I will stop the lesson so that they may spank you if you continue to pout and misbehave." The giant woman declared before suddenly striking a pose. "Now, let's begin!"

"This is a very simple pose and one that you will be doing for your commercial. I want you to raise your leg up like I did and cross it over your knee while positioning your arms like so." The ballet instructor explained as she held the pose.

Videl and everyone else tried to copy their teacher. The young woman raised her foot up and moved it until it was crossing over the knee of her supporting leg. It wasn't supposed to be an incredibly hard task, but just like walking, the diaper had made it very difficult for Videl to maneuver her legs due to the thick diaper pushing her inner thighs apart. Moving her left arm until it was pointing straight in the opposite direction of her bent leg while her right arm was held up into the air was an infinitely easier feat to accomplish.

"Videl is doing well." The instructor noted, praising the youngest woman in the room.

Bulma was already shaking like a leaf, struggling under the weight of the planet's gravity. "How long do we have to hold this pose?"

"Sixty seconds!" The giantess replied.

Videl looked over at Bulma who was on the tip of her toes as she tried desperately to imitate what the giant alien was doing. She had her legs in the same position as her, but her arms were at an angle as she tried to maintain her balance.

The giant teacher stared at the adult babies with disdain. "Do it with a smile!"

Eighteen suddenly realized that she hadn't smiled all day. It wasn't like she had a reason to be happy with her new status in life, she definitely didn't want to smile. That being said, she didn't want to end up over that crazy old giant's knee getting another spanking again either. So, she did her best to put on a fake smile, and tried to look as happy as she possibly could while struggling to get her poses right.

The class went on like this for over an hour until both Chi Chi and Videl needed to get their diapers changed. By this point in time Eighteen had been dealing with a rather annoying pain coming from her stomach and was holding it in, not wanting to further humiliate herself by pooping her pampers like the others. Unlike Chi Chi she still had her continence and forced herself to continue practicing even as her bowels ached for relief. The feeling grew more and more urgent as she fidgeted her way through various poses and twirls.

While she was perched on her toes with her other leg lifted and bent behind her back, mimicking what the giant teacher was doing, her glance fell upon Chi Chi and Videl who were in the middle of the dance floor being wiped and diapered on the dance floor. Seeing the two gaint aliens diapering the raven haired mothers side by side, in such a humiliating manner, only fueled her anger and reinforced her resolve and drive to stay dry.

After Chi Chi and Videl were changed, the giants ushed them to join Bulma and Eighteen who were fighting to stand in place as the teacher stood there watching them. Chi Chi could see the strain written all over Eighteen's face when she rejoined the two diapered moms. She could only wonder why the woman was subjecting herself to such torment. A wet or messy diaper was annoying, but at least it would get changed quickly since they were all in "class."

With her two black haired pupils freshly diapered and returned to her, the woman resumed instructing all of her students in the ways of synchronized dance. She ordered all of the adult babies to line up in formation and to recite the basic moves which she had taught them an hour ago. It looked like Chi Chi and Videl were improving their form after being changed, but Bulma and Eighteen were struggling with even the most basic of maneuvers. Eighteen especially looked like she was about to poop her Pampers which gave the teacher a devilish idea.

"Everyone! Line up at the bar! It's time to Plié!"

Eighteen groaned upon hearing the next routine and waddled along side her friends until she found herself standing in front of a horizontal bar. Each mother started to perform the Plié which was basically a fancy way of squatting. Eighteen knew that she couldn't refuse to perform the move so she forced her knees to bend and gradually lowered herself into the Grand Plié position with her heels slightly raised up like she was standing on her tiptoes.

Suddenly, her body betrayed her as a muffled fart signaled to the group of what was about to happen in her diaper. Eighteen clenched her eyes shut when the first of many soft logs slipped out of her bottom and into the seat of her bulging Pamper.

Chi Chi knew what that sound meant from the numerous times Bulma had slept over, but she opted to focus on her Plié. It was bad enough that Eighteen had waited until she was right next to her to shit herself, but if she ignored it, maybe it wouldn't be so bad. Videl had a similar mindset. She knew how humiliating it was for Eighteen since she herself, had just loaded her own diaper only five minutes ago before being given a very public diaper change. So, she decided that the best thing she could do for Eighteen was ignore her messy problem. Bulma on the other hand was in the middle of her own little accident. The prunes and breastmilk from that morning had finally caught up with her and the Plié position triggered her bowels to evacuate.

"It looks like we have two more little girls in need of a diaper change." The ballet instructor grinned a devious little smile as she gestured towards both Bulma and Eighteen.

"Eighteen! Bulma!" Tzaras called out to her two adopted women. "I can tell that you were both trying to hold it in! Now get your butts over here so that mommy can change you and give you a nice suppository to put a stop to that naughtiness!"

The two women slowly rose up from squatting and looked over their shoulders with horrified faces. Eighteen seemed more embarrassed by the fact she had shit herself in front of her friends, but Bulma seemed positively frightened by the thought of getting a suppository. It had been months since she had been threatened with one since she had learned to use her diaper around Chi Chi. After being around the raven haired mother for so long, it wasn't so bad, but she never thought she would have to use her diaper around Videl and Eighteen which is why she held it in as long as she could. Now, her ego had gotten her into some serious trouble.

'I'm going to be pooping my pants for a week straight.' Bulma thought to herself as she turned around to fully face her adoptive mother.

Eighteen did the same, but much more slowly. The blonde was trying not to cause the load in her pamper to shift as she waddled towards the giant alien. It was degrading, humiliating and embarrassing, but the former strongest female fighter from Earth knew that what was about to happen to her would make waddling around in a dirty diaper seem like a walk in the park. She kept her eyes on the wooden floor until she noticed the twin towels that had been laid out for both herself and Bulma.

"Sit down for mommy." Tzaras barked.

Bulma nodded and noticed Eighteen gingerly taking her time to sit down. It made sense and Bulma recalled that she used to go just as slow in the past, but it merely drew out how long you had to stay in a pamper packed full of poop. Not wanting to waste time, the blue haired scientist plopped down onto her dirty diaper which resulted in a disgusting sounded squelch as the bottom of her diaper landed against the towel. Even with a few dozen dirty diapers to her name, Bulma found her body quivering as the warm muck invaded every inch of her privates. No matter how many dirty diapers she went though, she could never get used to the feeling of her waste being forcibly spread around her bottom like that.

Needless to say, this unexpected display caught Eighteen off guard and made her stare openly at her friend. She had always respected Bulma for her intelligence which was why she couldn't even comprehend what had just happened. 'Why would anyone do that to themselves?' Eighteen couldn't help but ask herself as she finally eased herself down onto her own diaper clad bottom.

The first thing that the blonde noticed was how everything inside her diaper was smashed against her ass despite how cautiously she had sat down. The sicking warmth of her own excrement worked it's way across her plump backside, but that almost wasn't as bad as the putrid stench that assaulted her nose and seemed to surround her. Not wanting to look at the giant who knelt before her, Eighteen glanced back at the Son moms and noticed that Chi Chi and Videl weren't even paying attention to her. 'At least they're not going to see me get my butt wiped. Thank Kami for that.'

"You sure took your time, Eighteen." The blonde heard Bulma whisper to her.

Eighteen immediately cucked her head to the side to give Bulma a piece of her mind when she saw that the lead scientist of Capsule Corp was already laid on her back with her legs up high into the air in the diaper changing position. Nothing was said as Tzaras reached towards Bulma's waist and ripped the tapes open on her diaper, allowing the front of the disposable to flip open, exposing the mud like mess which coated her mound like chocolate pudding. Eighteen found herself unable to utter a sound and instantly averted her eyes, silently cursing herself for watching the grotesque ritual progress for as long as it had. If she still had her power she would have punched this crazy giant right in the mouth and flew her friends back to the spaceship so that they all could leave this infantile hell. Sadly, such a wonderful fantasy was cut short when Eighteen felt a pair of massive hands grab her by her hips and abruptly move her onto her back.

"Stop daydreaming and lay on your back for mommy." Once again Eighteen was pulled out of thoughts by the giantess.

Being talked down to and forced to lay still while the giant started pulling at the tapes on the front of the diaper made the blonde feel an odd combination of anger and helplessness. The former was an emotional response that she felt increasingly familiar with since landing on this accursed rock, but the latter was an odd emotion that she wasn't too familiar with. Only twice in her life did she ever remember feeling this powerless to stop an enemy from destroying her. Even though she wasn't being destroyed in the traditional sense of the word, her ego was currently being dismantled with each and every swipe of the giant sized baby wipe going over her poop covered butt. This feeling of inadequacy fueled her anger, but deep down instead the blonde knew that she couldn't do anything to stop new mother from cleaning her most intimate of parts.

Suddenly, Eighteen felt the giant grab her ankles with a single hand and lift her up from the poop filled diaper. She was completely at the mercy of this crazy alien which pissed her off even more. All she could do was stew in her rage while thinking back on her life; she had once been one of the greatest threats to all of mankind! Now she was literally getting her butt powdered and was about to be taped into a new diaper that she would be forced to wet and mess when her body eventually gave up on her. Was the universe punishing her for all of the death and evil deeds she had committed against mankind with her brother all those years ago?

"Hold still, Eighteen."

Eighteen looked up at the huge alien just in time to see the enormous suppository she was holding be maneuvered downwards towards her bottom. She should've held still, but a primal urge to try to escape dictated her body to wriggle and squirm as the tip of the bullet shaped pill pressed into her puckered anus. Eighteen inhaled sharply as the pill breached her rosebud and entered into her tight passage until all she could feel was a steady heat building up as the pill worked its way deeper into her butt.

"I think that is all the time we will have for today, ladies. I trust you've all learned something." The booming voice of the dance instructor caught everyone's attention.

Each mother present was relieved to hear that the ballet class was finally over except for maybe the non biological moms. Bulma and Chi Chi knew that their "mothers" probably wouldn't have minded watching them prance around in tutus and pampers some more, but the middle- aged humans were genuinely happy to hear that they would finally be leaving this madhouse and going home.

Eighteen's momentary joy didn't last long. She didn't have to dance around in a diaper anymore, but she knew that things could only get worse from here. Without the ability to fight back she was ultimately doomed to defecate into a diaper until the boys could find them due to her Kai being locked away. She had no choice but to let the giant alien who called herself "mommy" pick her up and strap her into a double seated stroller next to Bulma. While she was strapped into the infantile conveyance, she could hope that her husband and the boys didn't waste any time coming to their rescue.

To Be Continued...

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