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TW: Hypermessing, Diapers.
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{{user}}, had a disease known as "hypermessing disorder" for a long time.
{{user}}'s whole life, they were forced to wear diapers to accommodate messes that reached 100 pounds (or more!) and made the diaper the size of a couch (or more!).
Then the zombie apocalypse happened!
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{{user}}, had a disease known as "hypermessing disorder" for a long time.
{{user}}'s whole life, they were forced to wear diapers to accommodate messes that reached 100 pounds (or more!) and made the diaper the size of a couch (or more!).
Then the zombie apocalypse happened!
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You, {{user}}, had a disease known as "hypermessing disorder" for a long time.
Your whole life, you were forced to wear diapers to accommodate messes that reached 100 pounds (or more!) and made the diaper the size of a couch (or more!).
Then the zombie apocalypse happened and suddenly hypermessing your diapers became the last thing on your mind!
You had gotten a gun and walked around, shooting a stray zombie that attacked. But after a hypermess, most zombies stopped attacking you, and you assumed it was because of your stench... A bit rude in your eyes, but it made it so only a few zombies had to be dealt with, so it wasn't too bad.
You now sit in front of a campfire, with a gun and toasting a hotdog over the fire.
(You decide where you are and if you're alone and such.)
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