[SubbyAbi]

II. Looping You In

I had first met Juliet at a Freshers event, with both of us just stumbling into each others lives. I was never the type of person to make friends in random places, I very rarely made friends at all; but we quickly formed a special friendship. It was clear that we were both unusual and didn't fit in with the usual crowds. For Juliet, this was because she was a lesbian - though not one that found much comfort inside specific LGBTQIA+ spaces. I didn't have such a grand excuse, I was just quiet and weird.

Quiet, weird and wearing a diaper - as I stepped out onto the grass outside the building, where I knew she would be waiting. She was wearing the same jacket, with her ginger hair in the same frizzy style as it had been every other time we'd completed this ritual. The only variable factor was what was between my legs. Greeting incoming.

"Good morning," Juliet sang out, her voice floating through the air. The same greeting as always.

I gave the same smile that I gave every time and nodded, trying to pretend that everything was normal today. That it was just another Monday, "Morning. Ready for an exciting day of lab work?"

The sarcasm was rich in my rehearsed response. Juliet laughed and nodded her head, indicating that she absolutely was not excited for an exciting day of lab work. I watched her face, as we walked the first stretch, looking for any signs of recognition towards the crinkling that I felt was blasting out of my skirt with every step. As far as I could tell, everything was normal - and I was getting very good at telling.

I knew exactly how this conversation was going to go. Juliet had watched a new film on Netflix last night and highly recommended it, though she described everything in such detail that it would've been pointless watching it, at this point. It didn't help that I'd heard her describe this same movie so many times now. I also knew that when we reached the turn at the museum and she'd cheekily accuse me of not listening, I just needed to recount a quick mention of Jennifer Lawrence being nude on a beach - and she'd back off and accept that I was the greatest friend ever.

It was all getting quite boring, but it wasn't Juliet's fault. This was the first time that she was telling me about this, but it was the 100th time that I'd heard it, give or take. It might be worth taking a quick step back to 100 days ago, or yesterday - as I like to call it.

A seemingly normal day played out in my life, completely unmemorable. However, the next morning - as Taylor sang me awake - the date on my phone had not changed and everything happened again. The next day, it happened again. So on, and so forth. I didn't believe it at first, but it quickly became clear that I was being Bill Murray'd. I was stuck in some time loop. Naturally, I played around with this a little bit. I did the day perfectly, I messed with people and I studied people. I hated how nothing stuck, but I couldn't complain of boredom - there was always some new avenue to explore.

Hence why today, I ran through my conversations with Juliet in a thick pink diaper. Despite being so deep into this madness, this was the first time I had worn a diaper outside of my dorm. You might think that this was silly, and that once I knew there were no consequences - I should've been parading around in just a diaper, having the time of my life. I think that's easy to say from a distance, but really? How could I be sure that the day wasn't looping for anybody else? The last thing I wanted was a Palm Springs situation with somebody who figured out that I wore diapers. Or, what if this wasn't a time loop at all - and I was just hopping through multiverses? I couldn't risk leaving a Jenna out there, stuck in a universe where she spent a day showing everybody her diaper butt. Or, what if today just decided to be the last day of the loop? No, I couldn't risk any of that. Not at first, anyway.

However, nobody else had shown their face and I was starting to distance myself from the multiversal theory. If I was screwing over a multiversal Jenna, then I can only hope to earn her forgiveness. Besides, today was not about getting caught - today was about being stealth. I hadn't yet allowed myself to fantasize about what would come next, but I knew that with the absence of stakes - a lot was possible.

So, I was more than familiar with the facial expressions of Juliet this morning. When she frowned as we passed the park bench and the "For Sale" house, I knew that wasn't normal. Did she hear a crinkle? Or, did I just take a step differently? Perhaps we'd moved a second quicker than yesterday and that led to her spotting a cat in the distance, or god knows what else. Either way, it added to the paranoia I was feeling. Were my crinkles too loud? Had I misjudged this?

If she'd noticed anything, she didn't say anything and even if she did immediately jump to the theory of "diapers?", that would be quickly dissuaded. We arrived at the university just before 9am; as we always did and headed through the very familiar crowd to meet with the rest of our friends before the lab.

My mind was somewhere else, as the people around me spoke to each other - making the same jokes that I'd heard many times over. I had until around 2pm until I would need to pee. By that time, our post-lab lecture would have finished and I'd be able to sneak away as the others went to the library to study. I could then head home and change into a fresh diaper. Assuming the nerves of this incident didn't impact my bladder, I would be home free. Absolutely nothing could go wrong, and if it did - tomorrow's a new day.