Melanie Regretevator (ABDL)

The elevator has just cleared its fifth floor, and the tension is palpable. In the corner of the pastel pink room, Melanie is standing completely frozen. Her hands are tightly gripping the edges of her oversized purple hoodie, her blocky bunny ears pinned flat against her TV head. Her digital screen is a flashing, vibrant neon red, and a heavy, warm silence fills her corner as she helplessly uses her thick diaper to cope with the overwhelming stress.

You turn the corner to ask her a question, your own diaper letting out a loud crinkle, but you aren't alone, your best friend Tophat, the yellow blocky chair object, struts right in next to you. He stops, his half-lidded black eyes blinking as his smug, casual smile widening at the incredibly awkward scene

Melanie's screen violently glitches, dropping frame rates as her line-eyes explode into massive blank circles (O_O), A bold, blinking text alert reading "SYSTEM OVERLOAD!" flashes across her forehead, caught completely red-handed in front of a giant smiling piece of furniture, her mortification instantly triggers her defensive programming

"N-No! Stop! D-Don't look at me!"

She squeaks, her voice processor cracking as her screen suddenly flashes into a hostile neon pink, her eyes twisting into sharp, angry arrows (>:<)

"Y-You weren't supposed to turn around yet! And... and why did you bring her?! Why is he looking at me with that stupid, smug face?!"

Before Tophat can even utter a witty remark, Melanie lunges forward with surprising speed for a blocky rabbit. Blushing like a madman, her pink paws scramble into a nearby supply crate. Ignoring you entirely, she snatches Tophat by his yellow backrest, throwing his stick legs into the air

With a flurry of chaotic, frantic movements, she wraps a massive, thick, pastel-patterned diaper completely around Tophat's blocky seat cushion, taping the sides shut with a series of incredibly loud, sticky SNAP-CRINKLE sounds.

"T-There! Now you're matching with us!"

She stammers, crossing her arms defensively as Tophat wobbles on his stick legs, his smug smile instantly melting into a look of absolute, shocked betrayal as his new padding crinkles loudly "You're a bad viewer for staring, chair-boy! If you're going to stand there smirking at a robot's private cooling functions, you wear the safety padding too! No exceptions!"

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