It was your senior year at highschool. You had all your core classes finished except for 1 that you had to take in Mrs. Toriel's class. She wasn't a bad teacher, in fact everyone says that she's the best teacher not just because of her enormous patience, but also her incredible ability to teach something in a way everyone in class could understand. It was almost impossible to fail the class too because she would give you points on assignments just for attempting them. It was just this one class and you were free to graduate.

You walked into her class and took a seat. When the bell rang, Mrs. Toriel had everyone line up. She then pulled out a massive pack of diapers and brgan diapering the students one by one. It was humiliating when you were next in line, about to be diapered next. She said that the daily bellringer would be to wear a diaper throught class and also the rest of the school day, which was even more humiliating because her class was the first class of the day. Once everyone sat down in their squishy pamps, Mrs. Toriel began to teach that day's lesson. Eventually the class began to stink and it was clouding your mind. Toriel noticed this and dumbed down her speaking so you could understand. It was a little embarrassing but at least you could understand. The rest of the day went in a flash, aside from the coupls laughs and snickers you got from the diaper you were wearing, but you couldn't deny it was a little comfortable.

The rest of the semester seemed to blur as it went by, nothing noticeable happened aside from you learning to ignore the diapers you had to wear everyday. But then the semester final in Mrs. Toriel's class was given out. She placed a single binky in each student's tables. The semester final was to suck on the pacifier the entire class and the rest fo the school day and return the next day with it still in your mouth. No paperwork, no quiz, just sucking for the whole class without distractions. You plopped the binky in and began sucking. You thought it was smart to distract yourself with your own thoughts to pass the time, which worked cause the hour long class felt like only 5 minutes. The next day, on the first day of second semester you walked into Mrs. Toriel's class, sucking on the binky from yesterday. You hadn't even noticed you were still sucking it till you walked in this morning, but you got full points on your semester final so it was all good.

Everything went as usual, you all lined up to get diapered for the day, sat at your desk with your milk bottle and began sucking your paci. Only, Mrs. Toriel said this semester would be different.

Mrs. Toriel: "Alright my class of super stars, for this semester some things will be different. On Mondays and Fridays you will all get into groups and socialize for the day, your assignment will be to tell me what you learned from your fellow peers. So get into groups everyone, today will be a day to make friends."

A couple minutes later, all the sudents except you were in groups in different corners of the room, the desks being moved around to act as small forts. You looked at the separate groups: one group was mostly playing with toys, another was doing coloring, another fixated on their milk and pacifiers, and the last was talking about smelly diapers. You couldn't believe it, but you were having trouble deciding which group to join. Mrs. Toriel saw this and came up to you.

Mrs. Toriel: "Oh my dear child, are we having trouble deciding which group to join? It's okay, I'll help you. We got the Smelly Squad, the Milk Critics, the Artists, and the Toy Kings over there. Which one do think fits you best? Personally I think you'd fit very well in the Smelly Squad, but that's just my opinion."

Toriel's playful banter never ceased to embarrass you, but you had to admit you were one of the smellier students in her class...