Work Text:
Not too long ago there was a great earthquake.
Several cities were devastated in the aftermath.
Yet, near the epicenter a major fault line was formed…
On the northern slope of Amigara Mountain.
The fault was deep and ran on for several miles.
This was a sign,
That even stranger things were about to come…
*****
A young college-aged man traversed the mountainous terrain of Amigara guided by his map. Driven by a desire to confirm the strange anomalies he had seen earlier during a television broadcast, a pilgrimage had been undertaken by himself and many looking for something that they had yet to understand.
Hmm… I should be near Amigara Mountain. The young man lamented as he double-checked his map. I should be close to-
The man’s thoughts were suddenly cut off as he noticed he was not alone on his journey as a woman hiked near him. Starved for conversation from his lonely and arduous journey, he called out to her. “Hey! Hello there!” The man called out as he caught up and began to exchange stories with the woman.
“My name’s Owaki. What’s yours?”
“Yoshida…” the woman replied, unsure what to think of the man.
“So, are you here to check out the fault line?” Owaki inquired.
“It wasn’t the fault line exactly, but something strange I saw during the broadcast caught my attention. I knew that I had to go and check it out.” Yoshida replied with a stark seriousness in her voice.
“Really?” Owaki paused as noise suddenly assaulted their ears. “Wait a second. Do you hear that?” Owaki wanted to inquire further, but a sudden commotion filled the mountainside. “I hear voices up ahead. Maybe the fault is nearby.” As they continued to walk further, the noise only increased until they finally reached a clearing on their trail. As they passed the rocks blocking their path, they froze, shocked by the scene before them.
There in front of them, breaking through the faults of the surrounding mountains, in all of its unnatural glory, was a pale white, death-like mountain. It quickly became apparent to the two of them, as well as the crowd below, that the white mountain was not one made of natural rock, but of what could only be described as disposable diapers. The shape of the structure was held together by the sheer weight of the numerous diapers, some balled and taped as if they had been used, while others were neatly folded in the recognizable rectangular shape one could expect from a freshly opened package. The two slumped forward towards the crowd, almost in a daze, to join them in their awe of the alien sight.
“It’s just like how I saw it on TV… Except way more powerful.” Owaki staggered forward. “Millions of diapers, found by a fault line formed by an earthquake. Before the quake, these diapers were buried in the mountain, now it’s almost like a literal mountain of diapers. It makes you wonder where did they all come from and how did this happen?”
The two looked on as a research team was studying the diapers and examining the various fissure-like formations that dotted the diaper mountain with their various instruments.
“Nope, it’s no good.” One of the old researchers bemoaned. “The diapers are so dense our scopes can’t make it farther than thirty meters. Right now, we have no clue just how large this anomaly is.”
“It seems unlikely that any of this naturally occurred.” Another researcher surmised, examining several of the folded and balled-up diapers collected from the site. “There is no way that many diapers could have ended up in this remote area. Hell, the stone encasing these diapers is thousands of years older than the advent of disposable diapers. It just doesn’t make any sense. I mean, what kind of advanced civilization would have had to have been around back then to even make this possible!?” The question of who created these diapers and what exactly was their purpose left the researchers stumped.
Owaki suddenly noticed Yoshida had vanished while he was overhearing the conversation by the research team. As he looked around, he finally found her nearby, nervously looking around the giant pile of diapers.
“Hey Yoshida, wait up!” Owaki called out to her. “Where are you going? Is something wrong?”
“Oh, sorry…” Yoshida continued to look around some more before finally turning around. “I’m looking for something.”
“Oh? What are you looking for?” Owaki inquired.
“There was a diaper I saw on TV… It seemed to call out to me. I know it sounds strange, but when I caught a glimpse of it, I wanted to see it up close. That’s why I came here. I just didn’t expect to see so many diapers, let alone an entire mountain made up of other diapers… I don’t know where mine is.”
“What’s so special about it?” Owaki inquired.
“The diaper… It was made to fit only me.”
“What!?” Owaki replied incredulously. “There are thousands upon thousands of diapers that could have been here for who knows how long and from who knows where. How could a single diaper be made for only you? That’s kinda crazy.”
“Do you think I am joking!? Don’t make fun of me!” Yoshida shot back. “I know it’s true even if it doesn’t make any sense to you!”
“So I’m not the only one.” A strange man spoke out loud near the two of them. “Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Nakagaki, and I too came here to look for my diaper.”
“Seriously!?” Owaki exclaimed, exasperated by the conversation he found himself a part of.
“I know you may be skeptical, and I don’t blame you,” Nakagaki replied, understanding the young man’s confusion. “This has all been quite the phenomenon, but I believe most of us came here for the same reason. Each one of us is here looking for our own diaper. And…” Nakagaki smiled with a look of relief on his face. “I’ve already found mine.” He happily spoke as he presented a neatly folded disposable diaper to the two young adults.
Owaki and Yoshida looked back at Nakagaki, stunned as the man spoke with such confidence and joy as he held the diaper gingerly in his hands.
“Here. I’ll prove to you that this is my diaper right now.” Nakagaki began to remove his clothes. “Just watch!”
The two attempted to look away, embarrassed by the sudden actions of the man in front of them, but before they could even respond, he had already taped the diaper firmly to his body. The man bent his knees a few times, his diaper retaining its purchase against his waist and thighs as he did so, yet something seemed off. Soon, the smile on Nakagaki’s face vanished and his facial expression softened as his eyes seemed to glaze over, and the light vanished from his eyes.
“Okay, fine. It fits you. Now you should seriously take that thing off. The researchers will be furious.” Owaki suddenly noticed a strange sound coming from Nakagaki’s direction.
Owaki looked down at Nakagaki's diaper, only to realize it was beginning to puff up and discolor. It was clear to him that the man was wetting his diaper. “Oh, my god! What are you doing!?” Owaki exclaimed, disgusted.
Yet Nakagaki’s eyes remained glazed over. He expressed no emotion as he continued to stare past the two of them.
“You’ve made your point!” Owaki replied, both concerned and uncomfortable with the situation.
Nakagaki did not reply. His eyes now remained transfixed on the mountain of diapers that loomed over them. Without any warning, Nakagaki fell to his knees before rising on all fours and suddenly crawling towards the mountain, his diaper audibly crinkling through the noise of the site.
“Hey… Hey! Wait!” Owaki called out to no avail.
Soon Nakagaki’s crawling increased in pace until he suddenly approached one of the many fissures in the diaper mountain before suddenly crawling in.
“Hey! Come back here, that’s dangerous!” Owaki chased after the man and attempted to pull him back by his legs, but found himself powerless.
Nakagaki effortlessly overpowered him and continued into the fissure. Soon everyone at the site suddenly became aware of the strange happenings occurring before them.
“Hey! Oh my god, come back!” Owaki called out but was only met with the rustling and crinkling of diapers that emitted from the fault in the mountain. “Someone help this guy! He just went into the hole!” Owaki shouted.
Soon a crowd gathered, trying to coax Nakagaki out, but he did not reply. The research team first attempted to use their scopes to find him, but their utensils could not locate any trace of him in the hole. A rescue squad was soon called in and attempted to send in someone to retrieve the missing diapered man, but soon night fell with the rescue team being unable to traverse more than five meters into the hole Nakagaki crawled into. Eventually, the squad needed to retreat, unable to even find a trace of the young man within the diaper mountain.
It soon became too late to hike down the trail and Owaki was forced to set up camp for the night with hopes that things would make sense in the morning.
***
That night I had a nightmare.
In my dreams, I was that man that vanished into the mountain of diapers.
I was trapped in pitch blackness. Hundreds of thousands of diapers surrounded me, forming a long tunnel in the fissure.
“Agh! Ggh!” I choked out, realizing there was no way back. I crept forward.
My body slunk around the sea of diapers before me, finding gaps allowing me to pass through, all the while I was met with the deafening sound of crinkling. While this sound arose from my surroundings, my own diaper had long since lost its crinkle. Growing since I began my journey, it no longer held the same white color as it once had and instead emitted a dulcet squish as I continued to navigate the tunnels.
This continued for some time, but suddenly I found it harder and harder to progress until my propulsion ceased.
“I-I can’t move! I’m stuck!” The crinkling stopped, and I froze. I attempted to think of a solution when suddenly I could hear the sound of water furiously pelting plastic, a sound I had grown familiar with during my long journey. It took me a few moments to realize that this sound did not come from my used diaper but emanated from all around me.
As I moved my hand, I realized the soft crinkly diapers around me had suddenly grown squishy.
“AGGH… GGH… GH…” I choked out. The pressure grew so great I suddenly lost control and began to wet myself as my bowels emptied, causing my diaper to grow and expand, joining the hundreds of diapers entombing me.
The sound of pelting continued as a distant crashing joined in. It only took me a few moments to realize what was going on.
“Rain! It’s causing all the diapers to swell up! I can’t move!”
As the far distant sound of rain and sudden thunder rang out, the diapers all around me began to grow larger and larger. The sea of diapers swelled and pushed against me, pinning me and slowly taking away my ability to breathe.
“S-Someone! Anyone! Please, help me!” I forced out with the last of my strength.
Yet, all I was met with was the growing pressure crushing me as the diapers surrounding me and even my own continued to engorge and expand until suddenly-
***
“AHH!” Owaki shouted as he awoke, still shaking and sweating. “Oh, thank god!” He exclaimed, attempting to calm himself down. It was only a nightmare… They probably rescued him by now. I should head out and find out-
Owaki froze, realizing something was wrong. He swiftly checked his sleeping bag, only to realize it was warm and wet, and on closer inspection, he realized he was the source of the wetness.
“What the hell!?” Owaki exclaimed, realizing he had wet himself in his sleep. Owaki quickly got to work changing his clothes and washing himself up with whatever he had in his tent.
It’s fine, just an accident from how crazy that dream was. It’s never happened before and it won’t happen again. I’ll just wash it later and let it dry and it should be as good as new.
Owaki exited his tent and was surprised to see Yoshida from the previous day standing out there waiting for him. “O-Oh! You’re already up. How did the rescue go?” Owaki exclaimed nervously.
Yoshida was silent at first before she spoke with notable unease in her voice. “He’s still missing…”
Owaki was surprised they hadn’t found the man from yesterday but became concerned by how scared Yoshida seemed to be.
“Hey, can you come with me for a second?” Yoshida asked, evasively. “There is something I want to show you.”
“What is it?” Owaki asked as he followed the woman.
“I found it,” Yoshida muttered under her breath. “I found my diaper. It was further down. It was no wonder why I wasn’t able to find it earlier.” The two descended the hills, passing by the mountain of diapers, before Yoshida suddenly stopped. “Here it is…”
The two gazed down at a neatly folded disposable diaper sitting a short distance away from the mountain of diapers. Its presence gave off an almost eerie sensation to the two young adults standing there.
“It does look like it’s your size,” Owaki spoke first.
Suddenly, Yoshida’s eyes grew wide, and she began to shake as she hugged herself tightly.
“Yoshida!? What’s wrong?” Owaki shouted as he attempted to hold Yoshida in order to calm her down.
“I’m scared! I’m so scared! This is my diaper… I’m the only one that can wear it…”
“It’s just a coincidence! Besides, how can you even be sure?” Owaki attempted to abate her fears.
“No… This is my diaper. It was made for me to wear. It’s been waiting for me to wear it since the beginning. And when I do, I won’t ever be the same…”
Yoshida was suddenly cut off as a large commotion broke out as rescuers and members of the media suddenly noticed a half-naked young man standing by the mountain of diapers. Sweat fell from his brow as he passed over the mounds of folded-up diapers. Suddenly, the man stopped, and in a delirious frenzy, rummaged through one of the piles.
“H-Hey!” someone in the crowd yelled out. “Look out!” Yet, this didn’t dissuade him, as the young man continued to dig through the pile of diapers.
“You don’t understand.” The young man paused as he slowly pulled one of the diapers free from the pile.
“Get away from there!” a rescuer quickly approached the man. “Get away from that before you hurt yourself!”
“This diaper… This diaper was made for me!”
The crowd looked on in shock as the man quickly unfolded the diaper.
“I-I have to wear it!”
The crowd turned away as he pulled his underwear down and began to tape the diaper over himself.
“Tell my mom I love her!” With the last tape in place, the sound of hissing softly radiated out from the man as his diaper suddenly discolored. He then squatted down and grunted, causing the seat of his diaper to suddenly sag from the mess he pushed into it.
“H-Hey!” the rescuer called out as the man’s legs suddenly began to wobble before suddenly giving out. He collapsed onto the seat of his diaper, causing it to noisily squish as his eyes glazed over. Without any warning, the man suddenly started crawling into the pile of diapers.
“S-Somebody stop him!” Another observer called out as the diapered man quickly vanished into the mountain of diapers.
“Oh, no!” the rescuer exclaimed. “Others might try following his lead!” Just as those words left his mouth, the entire valley became alight with hundreds of voices.
“Help! Over here! Another person just put a diaper on and crawled inside.”
“Here too!”
“Quick! Untape their diapers and pull them out!”
Chaos filled the valley as it became consumed by those driven mad by the diapers calling out to them and those attempting to save those very people from succumbing to that fate. Hundreds of people suddenly began racing to tape up “their diapers” and began to vanish into the mountain of diapers, never to be seen again. It soon seemed impossible, as even the rescue team started losing their own members to the allure of the diapers. All most could was sit back and watch as the number of people and diapers began to quickly dwindle.
“NO! I’m scared!” Yoshida called out as she crouched close to the ground in the fetal position.
“Yoshida!” Owaki called out as he attempted to calm the hysterical girl.
“I’m going to wear the diaper! I’m going to die in that mountain of diapers!” The panicked girl hyperventilated.
“Calm down!” Owaki exclaimed. He embraced the woman, trying to calm her down. “Don’t worry, you’ll be okay.” His attempts didn’t seem to have any effect as sweat continued to drip down Yoshida’s face.
Her eyes continued to dart around before they locked onto an object in the distance. “It’s no use…Look over there.”
Owaki turned to follow her gaze, leading him to a lone diaper lying neatly folded on the mountainside.
“It’s calling to me. My diaper is talking to me, it is saying: ‘Put me on.’ ‘Come and wear me and let go…’ It’s asking me to put it on and give in to my urges!” Yoshida exclaimed in a panic. “Oh, my god! I’m scared. Please help me!”
“Get a hold of yourself!” Owaki attempted to hold tight to the hysterical woman before ultimately needing to release the trashing woman. “Alright fine, since you’re so scared, I’ll solve this problem once and for all!”
Owaki stood up and walked over to the offending diaper and picked it up. Suddenly, he unfolded it and examined the four tapes, followed by the landing zone. Flipping it over, he pulled on the leak guard before pressing on the padding. Realizing it was nothing more than a normal disposable adult diaper, Owaki sighed.
“Watch me!” Owaki called back to Yoshida. “I’m tossing this diaper away.” He then proceeded to crumple and ball the diaper up before tossing it as far as he could into the distance. “See, it’s gone. Problem solved.”
Yoshida remained silent as she nodded, yet the look of unease never left her face.
Night came and there was no sign of that man or any of the others that found their diapers before vanishing into the mountain. Soon night came and both Owaki and Yoshida were forced to set up camp before retiring for the night.
Yet, the two remained plagued by the day’s events.
“Don’t you want to go back to your tent?” Owaki asked Yoshida.
“No… I’m too scared to be alone.” She replied evasively. “I’ve always been lonely, even when I was growing up. My parents didn’t care about me, and I never had any friends…”
“Don’t you see? The reason you were so afraid of that diaper was because it reminded you of your childhood.” Yoshida gently placed her head on Owaki’s shoulder. “Besides, you don’t have anything to worry about now that we’re together.”
“Really?” she replied hopefully.
“Yes.” Owaki embraced Yoshida in the dark tent. “I’ll be there for you.”
***
That night, I had another dream. It was a different era long ago, and I had committed a terrible crime and was about to be punished. It was actually more of a death sentence. Along the cliffs were mountains made of used diapers hundreds of miles tall. When someone committed a grave crime, they were fastened into a diaper and submerged into fissures in the diaper mountain.
I was about to enter this fissure. My eyes closed, clad in only my diaper, I was suddenly thrust forward.
Suddenly, I was surrounded by a sea of diapers that pressed against me. They were oddly warm. I could barely see much farther than my nose as the faint wisps of light passed through the faint fissures of the diaper mountain. I could feel the resistance provided by the diapers surrounding me. I could feel the impassibility of the diapers at my back and the ones beneath me supporting my weight. Most of all, I could feel the hopelessness of my situation.
Unable to do much more, I began to crawl.
The pitch blackness continued around me for hundreds of miles.
For what began as hours that grew into days, that extended into weeks, I could do nothing more than crawl, only finding sporadic moments to drift in and out of consciousness to sleep. The only stimuli that remained in the dark sea of diapers were the deafening noise they made as I continued my futile crawling through them.
Suddenly, without warning, I was painfully aware that regardless of how much effort I placed into my propulsion.
I could no longer move.
I moved my arms the best they could through the wall of diapers until I made contact with my own.
As I heard the ear-piercing squish, I realized I had been the one to seal my own fate.
At some point during my insurmountable journey, my diaper had become engorged by my own needs and became lodged between the millions of diapers surrounding me. I was now a prisoner of the very wet and messy diaper that remained secured to me.
“AGH!!!” In a panic, I shouted, ‘Someone, anyone, Help Me!’
Yet I remained trapped.
Surrounded by darkness, that same defending dull noise assaulted me until I reached the point where I could no longer hear it.
I kicked out my legs and stretched out my arms, but all I was met with was the smooth, cool texture of the surrounding diapers and their overbearing crinkling sound.
There was no one around, consumed by darkness and silence. I became consumed by despair-inducing loneliness.
Suddenly I felt my needs rise again and without warning my bladder released, soaking the front of my diaper, followed by my bowels as I uncontrollably messed my diaper. I could feel my diaper grow, further affixing me to my prison. The horror of my situation grew too great. In my desperation, I attempted to push and force my way out of the mess my bloated diaper had trapped me in.
Yet, no matter how much I attempted to thrash, I could no longer find the energy or the drive to do so. Trapped in the womb-like pocket of darkness with no stimulation other than my well-used diaper.
Surrendering to the mountain, I could feel the pressure around me mount.
Crushing, Compressing, Folding, Bending, Turning, Twisting,
Suddenly, movement became easy once again. I extended my arm and crawled forward amongst the bulging diapers.
What am I now? What was I before?
Unsure of the answer, I could do nothing more than call out.
“Someone, anyone, please, help me!”
Yet, I was only met with a deafening crinkle.
***
“AGHH!” Owaki once again woke up in a panic as he gasped for breath. “Another nightmare…” He lamented, attempting to calm himself down. Realizing it was just a dream, his nerves began to settle.
“Huh?” Owaki yelped aloud as he realized his sleeping bag was once again soaked. His pants and underwear were soaked as he once again found himself sitting in a puddle of his own making, yet he was no longer as bothered about it as he was last time.
As he looked around the tent, he noticed Yoshida was no longer lying next to him. All that remained of her was her now empty sleeping bag. Owaki reached over to see if he could find some clues about where she may have gone off to, only to realize her sleeping bag was also drenched. She, just like himself, had also wet her bed. At first, Owaki had concerns about the coincidence and repeated wetting, but his worry about Yoshida’s whereabouts overshadowed them.
“Where did she go?” He looked around the tent but found no sign of Yoshida. “She couldn’t have gone far…”
Owaki quickly grabbed his flashlight and ran outside. Unable to find her, he desperately ran towards the place where he threw Yoshida’s diaper earlier that day. As Owaki reached his destination, he was unable to believe what he saw.
“N-No…” Instead of Yoshida’s balled-up diaper, he was presented with a pile of her discarded clothing, still soaked from her nighttime accident, and her diaper was now missing.
“Her diaper… She taped on her diaper…” He slowly shifted his flashlight, causing it to shine on the fissure in the mountain of diapers. “...and she went inside the hole!” Owaki ran to the fissure, only repelled back by his own fear.
“YOSHIDA!!!” He desperately shouted with all of his might. “Come back please!” Yet, there was no response. “Damn it!” Owaki fell to his knees. “Why did you do it!? Why…” Despair began to consume him as he attempted to sit down, dropping his flashlight.
Owaki remained seated in his sopping wet clothes for some time as he continued to dwell on his thoughts and inability to stop Yoshida from succumbing to her fears and obsession about her diaper. After some time had passed, Owaki’s eyes wandered before he noticed his still-illuminated flashlight near him.
Owaki’s eyes shot open as the light from his fallen flashlight bounced around the luminescent mountain to ultimately alight a lone, unused diaper lying near him. He slowly staggered to his feet and approached the glowing object.
“Th… This is…” He slowly spoke as he lifted the diaper up to inspect it. “This is my diaper.” The color seemed to return to his eyes as he slowly stripped his wet clothes from his body. The echoes of his actions reverberating off the mountainside were the only sounds that filled the air as he slowly taped the diaper to his body. As the last tape was secured, Owaki suddenly became painfully aware of the diaper that now hung from his waist.
He ran his hands down in an almost possessed manner as he admired the bulk of it, taking note of how well the diaper fit him. He remained unsure if it was due to him changing out of his urine-soaked clothing and changing into the clean, dry diaper. To him, the sensation of it now adorning his body was indescribable. Suddenly he could do nothing more than stare down his diapered body, gazing at every possible angle under the moonlight, growing more and more enamored with the disposable diaper taped to his waist.
The serenity he felt was so great he didn’t even notice himself wetting his diaper until he felt the weight of his warm, bulky, and soggy diaper pulling down on his hips. Yet this only furthered his own obsession. It drove him to assume the same position he had seen others in, the same position Ms. Yoshida had probably been in just a few moments ago.
Squatting down with his diaper mere inches above the cool mountain stone, Owaki closed his eyes and began to bear down. His efforts were soon met with the sensation of the seat of his diaper filling up and pushing away as he messed his diaper. He continued for some time until he finally felt empty. As he rose from his squat, he couldn’t help but admit how his diaper heavily sagged down from how full it had become, the front and back both equally full. It was at this moment that he understood that this diaper was truly made for him.
It was his diaper.
As Owaki lay down upon the diaper mountain, a look of satisfaction seemed to fill his tired face as he slowly began to sink into it. As he lay under the moonlit sky in his full diaper, he finally understood the reason why Yoshida became obsessed with finding her diaper. He continued to gaze up at the starry night sky. His fear of the diapers of the Amigara fault was no longer present. As the diapers slowly caressed him, pulling him further and further in, the light grew dimmer and dimmer.
In the end, Owaki closed his eyes, accepting his fate, now consumed by the diapers of the Amigara Fault.
As it always should have been.
***
Several months had passed since the incident that took place at the Amigara Fault.
“Professor! We found it!” one assistant yelled out as he led the team down the mountain path. “It was exactly where the hiker said it would be.”
“So there was a fault line on the other side of the mountain.” The professor mused as the team examined the surrounding area. The professor paused as he examined the surrounding stone, carefully chipping away at it with his hands until the stone broke free, revealing the plastic white surface underneath. “Hmm… So this is the continuation of that diaper-laden mountain… It must have been exposed by the earthquake.”
“Ah, take a look here!” The professor commented as a layer of rock broke off to expose a large fault in the diaper mountain. “Ugh! That smell…” The professor held his nose and pulled away from the large opening. “Can one of you take a look?” He asked his assistants before one agreed.
“Uhh…” His assistant laboriously approached the effluvium-rich mountainside. Doing his best to ignore the stench, he raised his flashlight and stared down into the fault, a narrow passage far too small for any of the people there to navigate.
“AHH!!!” His assistant cried out, frightened. “S-SIR!!! C-Come take a look! There’s something slowly crawling its way towards us!”
The researchers could only stare into the darkness as the barely visible strange figure slowly crawled towards them. That foul smell continued to grow stronger as the sound of something monstrous dragging behind the being filled their ears.
*Crinkle… Crinkle… Crinkle…*