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Widdle Wouds: Wesolution	By : Worlds_First_Ghost Category: +G through L > The Loud House Views: 2162 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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>Once “Widdle Wuan” made her appearance known to the rest of the Loud House, everybody treated it as completely normal. The last few months had given everyone plenty of experience in caring for teen babies, so her presence did little to alter their daily routines.
>Predictably, Luna was entirely forgotten about. If anyone was forced to recall an instance involving her, they would act as if Luan had been there instead. Even the incident involving Luan’s broken teeth was somehow reworked into Luan having done it to herself: “Babies can be pretty clumsy, after all.”
>Lori fully expected all this and found it a waste of time to continue questioning her family’s prolonged obliviousness. With the remains of Luna’s body now little more than toxic slurry fermenting in the basement, there was no use in trying to convince anyone that she had ever existed anyway.
>But however the family decided to react to all this was the least of Lori’s worries at the moment. With Luan’s transformation from teen to baby still fresh in her mind, she had trouble focusing on much else. It didn’t make sense; the disease was supposed to die with Luna, yet she witnessed Luan succumb to its effects with her own eyes.
>“Why did she do it, Lisa?” Lori asked, her fingers clawing at her bottom eyelids. The two of them were once again in Lisa’s room, which continued to serve as both a safe haven and base of operations. “Why’d she eat Lily’s arm? It’s not like she had a motive or anything.”
>Lisa, her face buried amidst piles of assorted lab papers, turned to her sister with a look of disappointment. “Is it not obvious to you? Last night’s incident has essentially confirmed my working hypothesis regarding the virus’s behavior. It had been lying dormant in Luan’s system, only taking hold of her mental faculties once Luna’s body had been destroyed. It caused her to seek out the only remaining source of infected biomass left in the household: Lily’s arm.”
>“But wait, hold on a second. How was she infected in the first place? I thought you said it only travels through body fluids or whatever.”
>“Precisely. Try to recall the night when Luan’s teeth were knocked out. Did you not observe the urine smeared all over her face?”
>“I mean, she was crying and all, so I literally thought it was all tears.”
>“Fair enough. Tears are not normally dark amber in color though, so my observation stands. Assuming the urine belonged to Luna, which is the most likely outcome, it could easily have spread the disease into Luan’s body via the open orifices of her eyes.”
>Lori stared at her sister in disbelief. “So… you’re saying that you knew Luan was infected ever since that day? And you literally didn’t even tell me!?”
>Lisa frowned, sensing the apparent anger in Lori’s voice. “Apologies. It was not my intent to deceive you. With last night’s operation having been a success, it did not seem necessary to burden your fragile psyche with such troubling knowledge. Had I known at the time that the arm would end up becoming a liability, I certainly would have indulged you.”
>Lori gnawed at her lower lip, unsure if she should feel hurt or not by her sister’s continued secrecy. How were they supposed to keep working together if Lisa still kept things hidden from her? Aches began to pulse through Lori’s head as she thought about what other kinds of dark secrets Lisa had scrawled down within those giant stacks of papers.
>The vibrations of her phone distracted Lori from the subject, so she pulled it out and looked at the most recent text message from Bobby. She couldn’t remember the last time he texted her. The both of them had struggled to keep semi-regular correspondence, but the stress of taking care of all these “babies” had prevented Lori from talking with him nearly as often as she’d like.
>In addition, what little conversations they had felt merely like going through the motions. Lori couldn’t tell him about her situation at home, he’d just think she was crazy like everyone else. But there was hardly anything else she could talk about aside from it, and she could hardly ever focus on whatever banal topic Bobby talked about for long. Despite this, the two of them still seemed willing to pretend that their relationship was stable, mostly because neither were willing to accept the alternative.
>This message asked if he could come over, to which Lori replied no. Bobby hadn’t been to the house ever since Lincoln underwent his transformation. There was no way she’d let him anywhere near those little monsters.
>Bobby’s response was surprisingly swift. “C’mon babe! We barely ever see each other anymore. I thought this was supposed to be you and me forever, right?”
>Of course he’d try and guilt her; what other choice did he have? Swallowing the shame that had clumped in her throat, Lori reluctantly agreed to his request. She told Bobby to give her about ten minutes before he came over, giving her plenty of time to ensure that no foul-ups would occur during his visit.
>Lori immediately set to work ensuring that Luan was properly changed, fed, and washed. After several clean ups involving bath water, creamed corn, and plenty of shit, Lori attempted to coax Luan into bed. Luan fought this every inch of the way, but ultimately Lori was able to restrain her with the bed sheets before running out of the room and locking the door behind her.
>Luan’s fists instantly began thumping uselessly against the door. Lori rolled her eyes as she walked down the stairs to wait for Bobby, silently praying that Luan would tire herself out soon.
>After several minutes, Bobby finally arrived. As soon as she saw his face, Lori threw herself towards him and embraced him tightly. The warmth of his body was therapeutic, and it felt almost physically painful for her to let him go.
>Before Bobby could say anything, Lori hurriedly grabbed his hand and led him upstairs. It only made sense to have complete privacy; couldn’t have some nosy family member spoil the reunion. As the two of them reached her bedroom, Lori held back a sigh of relief once it registered to her that Luan was no longer making any noise.
>Lori walked Bobby over to her bed and sat down. She stared into his confused eyes as she deliberated over the right choice of words to say.
>“I’m so sorry we haven’t really seen each other these past few months, Boo Boo Bear,” she said. “I’ve literally got a reason for all this. I just don’t know if you’ll believe me.”
>“Aww, of course I will, babe,” Bobby said. “You can tell me anything.”
>Lori cupped a hand to her forehead, her fingers kneading against her skull. “It’s just that these past months have literally been a handful for me and my family. It’s because of the baby…” She trailed off, unsure of what else she could say without Bobby thinking her as some kind of lunatic.
>Bobby nodded in understanding. “Oh yeah, I feel you, babe. Babies can be a handful. I’m sure that, uh... Her name’s L… Lily, right?”
>Lori’s arms limply dropped from her head as it swiveled to look directly at Bobby. Her eyes felt like they were about to bulge out of their sockets. Could it be that he actually remembered?
>Before she could say anything though, the bedroom door swung open with a thunderous crack. Luan crawled inside on all fours, her glaring eyes completely focused on Lori. “Widdle Wuan not tiwed!”
>“Ohhh, that’s right. It was Luan! See I was close, babe.” Bobby grinned proudly, oblivious to the fact that Lori was now on the verge of bawling her eyes out.
>“Baby no want naps!” Luan continued. Her nostrils flared and she flexed her arms out at her sides in an attempt to make herself look larger. “Baby gonna teach Lowi wesson she nevah fowget!”
>Luan’s bottom lip curled inward while her jaws clamped around it. A deep groan reverberated within her chest, growing louder and higher in pitch as it traveled all the way to the back of her throat. She lowered herself into a low squatting position, her knees locking into place while her still flexed arms trembled under the strain.
>A full 45 seconds passed until a warbling fart crackled against the inside of Luan’s diaper. Luan only stared blankly ahead, her eyelids peeled back as far as they could go. The breath in her nostrils froze for a few more seconds until another fart followed. The gas soon gave way to a series of rapid crinkling as the empty space within the garment was soon filled by solid, crusty waste.
>Lori and Bobby could only watch in amazement and disgust as the young girl pushed every inch of the turd out of her shaking body. It was only after the act was over that all the muscles in her body relaxed at once and she resumed breathing, something she had neglected to do since she started shitting. Like a diver after resurfacing, she coughed and sputtered as she fought to swallow as much air as she could, hoping to soothe her screaming lungs.
>Once Luan’s ragged breathing returned to normal, her exhausted eyes rolled up and focused on Bobby. With her jaw slacked to the side and formed in the vague semblances of a smile, she toddled over to him and threw herself onto his lap. A soggy squelch gurgled from the force of her diaper pressing down onto him.
>Bobby reeled back from both the shock and the sharp funk of Luan’s shit stinging his nose. Before he could try to wriggle out from underneath her, Luan planted both of her hands onto his shoulders and squeezed tightly. The dull pain pooling from under her digits helped keep him still.
>Mushy splats and plops filled the room as Luan churned her slurry against Bobby’s hips. Curdles of foamy shit began to ooze from the openings of the diaper as she leaned forward, attempting to nuzzle up to his struggling cheeks. There were a few times where she’d briefly look over her shoulder and stare at Lori while she did all this. The expression on her face read to Lori as both pleasurable and something else that she could only interpret as mocking.
>Normally, this would be the time where Lori jumped into action and stopped all this. There would’ve no doubt been satisfaction out of rescuing her boyfriend from this degenerate and throwing her to the ground, and maybe kicking her in the ribs for good measure. It may have been simple morbid curiosity, or maybe the unnerving way that Luan kept smiling at her, but Lori found herself compelled to keep watching.
>This was totally different to how Lincoln and Luna would act when they were infected. Luna may have been slightly more prone to aggression than Lincoln, but the both of them possessed the immature ignorance and entitlement indicative of a spoiled child.
>This, however, was outside of any sort of “teen baby” behavior. Luan was clearly demonstrating concepts beyond the understanding of a normal infant, like vengeance and sexuality. The continued grinding of her hips against Bobby’s and the nearly whispered moans she breathed against his neck provided the soundtrack of this twisted scene, which Lori felt powerless to stop.
>Ultimately, Bobby had only himself to rely on. With his sense of self-preservation finally kicking in, he violently twisted his body to the side. The rapid action weakened Luan’s grip on his shoulders and he was able to throw her onto the bed.
>Tunnel vision wrapped around the door, which Bobby zoomed towards atop wobbling legs. The stairs shook under his crashing footsteps, which echoed within the empty halls even after he had ran out of the front door.
>The shrill peal of Luan’s crying shook Lori from her stupor. Her fears came to pass, and now Bobby was gone. While her brain struggled to piece together what had just happened, she felt her skin grow clammy as questions began washing over her. Would Bobby tell anybody else of what happened here? And what’s more, would he even want speak to her again?
>Bile festered in Lori’s stomach while blood thumped inside her head, which felt heavy and swollen. Even worse was the stinging sensation in her ears as they were subjected to Luan’s wailing.
>With her hands cupped over her ears, Lori glared at the crying teenager. At that moment, she resolved that she wasn’t about to be subjected to this teen baby shit for a third time.
>As soon as she could find an opportunity, she’d ensure that she would get Luan Loud out of her life for good.
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