Babe Academy Chapter Four (Patreon)

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“MMMM... I could just eat you up,” The Headmistress said, her voice lusty and rich as she leaned in kiss Lucy forcefully. Squeezing the puffy white pamper between her thighs, Lucy shuddered, alarmed by the headmistress’ aggressive, almost predatory advances, but still simply giving herself over to the older woman’s whims.

     “You know,” the headmistress said, leaning in the plant a quick kiss on her student’s trembling lips, “I have a... daughter... who’s about your age... and she messes her pants just like you!” she exclaimed teasingly, reaching out to tickle Lucy’s bare tummy, making her chuckle and wiggle delightfully. Ms. Hunter smiled broadly and pulled the girl in close for another kiss.

     Lucy returned Elle’s affections, shyly and hesitantly at first, then with increasing passion. Her skin was hot, her head was swimming, and she felt a profound, tingling throb in her erogenous zones, the Doctor’s special aphrodisiac surging through her veins. She wondered vaguely where this overabundance of sexual energy was coming from, but she was too busy enjoying the headmistress’ hot wet kisses. Lucy lost herself to Ms. Hunter’s affections... especially when she started rubbing the sexy young woman’s pussy through the front of her diaper.

     The Doctor was getting her equipment set up to put the final touch on Lulu’s first session. When they put the girl in the machine and ran her through the program, she would come out with the mentality (and toilet training skills) of a two year old. Further, it would give her a profound sexual attraction to diapers, and imprint a schoolgirl crush on both the headmistress and the doctor herself... traits that would remain, even after she’d been restored to her proper status.

     Meanwhile, Lucy was eagerly squirming her crinkling diaper butt in the headmistress’ lap, allowing the woman to fondle her nubile young body and explore her mouth with her tongue. Her pussy was sopping wet now, and all she wanted to do was present herself to this beautiful, strong woman, and accept all the pleasure she had to offer.

     But suddenly, a new sensation began building inside her. Lucy’s guts gave a strong gurgle, and she began feeling an uncomfortable, gassy pressure building up in her tummy. A distressingly familiar deja vu began to descend upon her, but she was so incredibly horny that she tried to ignore it, throwing herself into making out with Ms. Hunter.

     Elle felt Lucy stiffen in her lap and grinned to herself. She suspected the Doctor’s devious laxative had just kicked in, and the headmistress was ready to make her student utterly loose control... to dominate her sexually at the same time she regressed the beautiful young woman to the state of a helpless infant in a full, messy diaper.

     On her lap, it slowly dawned on Lucy that something was terribly wrong. She was hornier than ever, her pussy hotter and wetter than it had ever been, her nipples fully erect and tingling in the cool air, a shudder running through her every time the Headmistress brushed them with her fingers, and she knew she was hurtling fast towards a climax.

     But for the second time that morning, Lucy’s bowels were alive and percolating inside her, her guts twisting themselves into knots. Her cheeks reddened and she clenched her buns, squirming in the headmistress’ lap and hoping it would go away. It didn’t, and Lucy almost burst into tears when she realized she was on the verge of another stinky accident. What’s happening to me? she thought, squirming uncomfortably on Ms. Hunter’s knee. At last, it became unbearable, and she was forced to break off the kiss and blurt: “uh, mommy? I hafta go potty...”

     “Oh, honey,” Elle said, taking her by the chin, “you’re wearing your potty now!” She emphasized this by pulling her close and sealing her lips around her student’s, who’s eyes were round with shock.

     All in all, her chances of reaching a toilet were probably almost nil at this point anyway. As her body worked itself into a frenzy of lust and desperation, Lucy felt as though she was about to burst.

     And then she farted.

     It was noisy, it was smelly, and it rumbled her diaper, vibrating the headmistress’ lap. Elle broke off their kiss and gave her a shocked look.  

     “You naughty girl!” she chuckled. “How rude! Mommy should put you over her knee and spank you!”

     “Mommy, I-- uumph!” Ms. Hunter cut the girl’s pleas off with a forceful kiss, reaching around to squeeze her thickly padded diaper bottom.  

     Sweating and squirming, Lucy passively succumbed to Elle’s lecherous advances, giving herself over to the pleasure even as she threw what little energy she had remaining to the struggle to keep her diapers clean.

     It wasn’t nearly enough. Totally beyond her control, Lucy felt her backside open up, her buttocks parted, and she released a gush of muddy brown poopoo, which spattered into the seat of her pampers with a humiliating farting sound.  

     Ms. Hunter chuckled, forcefully making out with her student and squeezing her plump tushy through the bulky seat of her pampers. Under her hands, she felt the diaper beginning to fill with a hot, gooey mess, and feeling this gorgeous young woman shuddering in her lap in the throws of ecstasy while simultaneously having an involuntary poop accident made her feel powerful and had her pussy throbbing between her legs.

     Though Lucy was already sitting in a big poopy pile in her diaper, she grunted and clenched, trying desperately to prevent another accident... but she was utterly powerless to contain another mushy mess thundering out of her and settling into the seat of her diapers. She nearly burst out sobbing when she was forced to settle back, the hot load in her diaper compressing between Elle’s lap and her butt-cheeks, which were instantly caked with mess.

     Lucy immediately burst into embarrassed tears, but Ms. Hunter was already comforting her. “Shhh... there there, little Lulu,” she soothed, looking over at the doctor, who indicated that the equipment was ready. “Come on, little one,” the Headmistress said, rising from her seat and cradling the girl in her arms.  

     “Let’s get you cleaned up, darling,” Elle said, laying the girl on the table, smiling when she winced at the sensation of the poopy diaper squishing beneath her. On the table, Lucy looked up and cringed as the Doctor came over and the two women stood over her, staring down at her with predatory grins. Beneath her, the mess in her diaper was all muddy and squishy and hot against her cute little tushy and she was enveloped by a strong poopy smell.

     “You know, Ms. Hunter,” Dr. Waxler said with a wicked grin. “I’m sure this isn’t going to be this little brat’s last poopy diaper... maybe we should help her get used to the sensation.”

     “What did you have in mind, Doctor?”
 

     With a broad smile, the doctor reached into a drawer and produced a huge Hitachi vibrator, which made Ms. Hunter laugh... and Lucy’s eyes bulge. She let out a whimper, still in the throws of an almost debilitating arousal and on the verge of tears from embarrassment. The diaper beneath her was squishy and hot, both nauseating and adding to the sexy fire building inside her.

     The vibrator was switched on with a menacing hum. The Doctor handed it to the Headmistress and the pair shared a wicked smile before Dr. Waxler reached out to take Lucy by the ankles and lift her legs into the air, revealing the heavily stained seat of the diaper and parting her legs, allowing Ms. Hunter to press the Hitachi to her padded plastic crotch.  

     Lucy responded with an almost animalistic noise, somewhere between a grunt and a sob. Her legs trembled uncontrollably, quivering with pleasure as the headmistress pressed the vibrator down against her padded crotch. Inside her diaper, the mess was getting all smushed up against her butt and caked into her crack. Her tummy was still upset, and Lucy was humiliated when she uncontrollably released another round of farty diarrhea into her diapers.

     But her two beautiful tormentors merely giggled to one another at her disgrace and patiently rubbed the Hitachi against the front of her pampers, stoking the fire of her arousal. Lucy squirmed and wriggled in her poopy diaper, tremendously aroused and utterly humiliated at the same time, her shame at the idea of being a 19 year old woman on the verge of climaxing in an adult diaper filled with diarrhea actually fuelling her arousal.

     At last, she exploded into orgasm, her moment of screaming pleasure tainted by the humiliation of simultaneously shitting herself again, another muddy blast erupting flatulently into the seat of her poop packed pampers.

     The Doctor and Headmistress shared a good laugh at her expense. “Goodness!” said Elle. “Sounds like she’s not quite finished yet... maybe we should hold off on that diaper change for a moment?”

       “No!” Lucy cried, bursting into tears, “please, mommy, please change my diapers... they’re so messy!” she cried, rubbing away her tears with her fists and squirming around in her poopy pamper... exactly like an overgrown infant.

     The two women shared a smug smile with one another before obliging her, this time the doctor holding her legs for the headmistress to wipe and powder her dirty bum, which she did with glee. At last, Lucy was in a clean fresh diaper. Exhausted, she passively allowed them to help her over to the machine, and moments later the visor was strapped over her eyes, leaving her to twitch and gasp as her transformation into a helpless Adult Baby was completed.