"Atomic Betty, the mission you are about to undertake is perilous and fraught with danger," Admiral DeGill announced.
"I'm ready for anything," the young red haired girl said with confidence. She offered a salute to the well-dressed fish that was her commanding officer.
"I'm glad to hear that. Now listen carefully. The Galactic Guardians have caught wind of a criminal summit. We don't know all the details but we do know most of the infant crime lords will be in attendance. Infantor, 'Messy' Don Fabritinie, Sandy Santonia AKA 'The Diapered Dame,' Joseph 'The Bottle' Riccardo, the list goes on."
Sparky spoke up. "And you want Betty here to go in there and arrest those diapered delinquents right?" the green alien asked.
"Wrong." Degill put his pipe in his mouth and began blowing bubbles. "If the Galactic Guardians were to come within a dozen light years of that summit everyone involved will turn tail and run."
"Then what exactly is the plan?" asked the robotic X-5.
"We want Betty to infiltrate the summit undercover and spy on the proceedings. This way we will be able to learn exactly what those criminals are planning."
"Wait. You want me to go undercover? You mean..."
"We have already concocted an elaborate cover for this mission. You will pose as Patricia 'The Pacifier' Petrovich."
"You want me to dress up as a baby?"
"It is the only way. The guest list is composed solely of infant crime lords and they are very distrustful of anyone with toilet training." DeGill pulled his pipe out of his mouth. "You are our most trusted agent Atomic Betty. However, if you feel you aren't up to the task, we may be able to find someone else."
Betty thought it over for a moment. "No sir. If anyone has to take this risk it may as well be me."
"Excellent." DeGill jumped down from his desk. "The first order of business is to get you properly dressed." The Admiral lead the three down the hall and into another room. When they were inside Betty noticed a rack of baby clothes in one corner of the room. Along one side of the room was a changing table, complete with an assortment of diapers resting on its shelves.
"Well, no sense delaying any longer. Betty, do you have a preference as to who you would like changing your diapers?"
"What?" Betty exclaimed. "I thought I was just dressing like a baby. You can't honestly expect me to actually use one of those things!"
"This summit is going to take several days to conclude and we need you to remain undercover the entire time. That is why we need your cover to be as thorough as possible, otherwise you'd be signing your own death warrant. It is imperative you use your diapers exactly as a baby would. You will need to learn to suckle from a bottle, cry, be spoon fed your meals and mess your diapers as though it was second nature."
As DeGill went on Betty could feel her stomach churn. The fate of the galaxy depended on her pooping in a diaper?
She almost backed out. However, her sense of duty got the better of her and she removed her street clothes leaving her in her underwear.
Now, she was going to be put into a diaper by one of her friends. That meant they would see her naked. Betty looked over at the pair. "Alright. X-5, I guess you're on," she gulped, "diaper duty." She hopped onto the changing table. X-5 was a robot, surely it would be less embarrassing to have him change her diapers right? After all, the alternative was to have Sparky do it.
"All right Captain. I will comply. Please remove your underwear and lie down."
Betty did so. X-5 rolled over and grabbed a bottle of baby powder and a diaper. He sprinkled a small amount of powder on her bottom and her crotch. Then he moved in to put the diaper on. As he got his hands closer Betty took note of the snapping claws that were X-5's hands as they neared her private area.
"On second thought, maybe Sparky ought to do this," the naked girl said nervously.
"As you wish." X-5 handed Sparky the diaper and rolled away.
The green alien cautiously approached his captain. "So how exactly do I do this?"
Betty had never been more mortified in her life. She lifted up her bum. "Just slide it under here." Sparky did so. "Now pull the front part of the diaper over my, um..." She started blushing again. "Just pull it up and use the tapes to hold it in place." Sparky did as he was told. Betty sat up, her legs dangling off the edge of the table. "Um could I get a shirt or something?" she asked covering her chest.
"Sure thing chief!" Sparky quickly retrieved a t-shirt and shoved it on top of Betty's head. Now that she was dressed Betty hopped down from the table and examined herself.
The diaper was quite bulky, certainly more than she was used to. She put her hand on the front of the diaper and listened to the soft crinkle of plastic. She could feel the diaper pressing up against her rear and she could feel the fabric squeeze every time she closed her legs together.
DeGill spoke up once again. "Now that you are properly dressed we should begin your training."  | Members who added to this interactive story also contributed to these: |
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