Diaper Date Round Nine (Patreon)

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After putting on your coat and shoes, you take your date firmly by the hand and led her out into the hall. Her diaper is so huge and bulky and her overalls are so tight that she walks with a pronounced waddle, producing a loud, plastic bag rustle with every step. It’s going to be quite obvious to anyone who looks that the lovely young woman is heavily pampered beneath her childish clothes.

But if she’s in any way concerned or embarrassed, she gives no sign, and when the doors on the elevator close, she turns towards you with a strange smile and presses her small, warm body against you, looking up into your face with a strange smile. Wrapping your arms around her, you plant your hands firmly on her bulging, crinkling bottom and pull her in close for a steamy smooch, her mouth particularly warm and moist from the effects of the formula. She giggles babyishly between kisses, leaning in, pressing her shapely body against yours as she doles out more wet, drooly baby smooches. With a warm chuckle, you pull her closer, squeezing her thickly padded fanny as you explore her soft little mouth with your tongue.

You suddenly feel her stiffen and briefly wonder what’s wrong. You receive your answer in for form of a long, loud blast of gas that rumbles the seat of her diapers beneath your palms. Breaking off the kiss, you give her a semi-surprised look. “Young lady!” you faux admonish.

“‘Scuse me, I farted!” she says with a childish giggle, the formula you slipped her earlier bringing out her bratty, immature side. You grin to yourself wondering just how babyish she’s going to get.

And that’s when you remember the stroller you recently acquired.

A friend of yours made it from an old wheelchair, and it’s almost indistinguishable from an actual stroller… aside, of course, from the size, which is easily large enough to comfortably accommodate an adult. Though you enjoy the idea of seeing your date waddle down the street in a huge, crinkly diaper like an oversized two year old, the thought of taking her for a ride in the stroller has it’s own appeal, and it could come in handy if the formula were to leave her unable to walk under her own power.

The elevator reaches the garage with a polite ding-- you’ll have to make your decision quickly.

Will you: