Diaper Date Round Fifteen (Patreon)

I think we're getting towards the end of this one. I've learned a lot-- it's been fun, but I think these stories are missing the more extreme storytelling and choices that Demoted had, so I'm thinking the next one's going to be a little more over the top... what do you guys think? let me know in the comments. and of course, don't forget to hit like and vote in the poll below.

“Darling,” you call, grinning as your date freezes and glances nervously over her shoulder at you. “Come here sweetie… I think we need to check your little DIAPER!” you tell her, emphasizing the last word and watching her cringe with relish. She glances around, praying nobody heard you as she slowly rises and makes her way over to you, her pampers obviously saggy and swollen between her thighs, forcing her to waddle the entire way.

Reluctantly, she stands in front of you, pouting and blushing, arms folded grumpily under her perfect breasts. Gasping, she twists away when you reach out and press your hand up against the front of her heavily padded overalls.

“Hold still,” you command, a light slap to her thigh bringing an end to her squirming. Blushing, scanning the park in all directions for any witnesses, she jams a thumb into her mouth and slurps unconsciously, forcing herself to stand still as you reach out to probe her drooping crotch with your hand, testing for sogginess.

“Ah ha! Just as I suspected!”

Without another word, you unsnap her overalls and give them a sharp tug down, letting them fall into a little pile around her ankles, leaving your date standing, exposed, long silky legs bare between the top of her socks and her pampers, her huge diaper bulging, making her rump stick out, leaving her to look exceedingly babyish and silly. Gasping, she reaches down and makes a futile effort to cover up, making her look even more ridiculous and drawing a snort of laughter from Janice, who’s loving every second of it.

You waste no time, pushing her hands away and replacing them with your own, pressing up into the padding and nodding when you feel the material squish wetly against your date’s diapered pussy, making her squirm and prance in place uncomfortably. “Hmm. I knew it! Honey, you’re soaked,” you announce loudly, sticking a finger into the leg band and discovering wetness. “Oh yeah… you really drenched this diaper, didn’t you sweetie?” you cheerfully rub it in, enjoying her blushing and squirming.

“What about back here?” you say, spinning her around to reveal her bulbous, diapered rump. “Are you hiding any presents for me?” you ask, not waiting for an answer before you start to pat and squeeze her butt, checking for lumps. Blushing, your date squawks and protests her innocence, but you silence her with a spank on her plushly pampered bottom.

“Don’t sass me,” you warn, leaning forward to give her bulky bum a couple of loud sniffs, drawing a squeal of embarrassed outrage. “Hmm… it is a little stinky back here,” you announce, causing her to burry her face in her hands as you pull the waistband out at the back and peek inside.

“Huh… nope, still clean… for now anyway,” you decree with a pat on the bottom. She pouts and blushes, but is utterly impotent to do anything but sit around and fume in embarrassment. She watches, disbelieving, as you take the changing mat form the diaper bag and stretch it out on the bench before giving her a stern look and pointing towards it’s surface.

“Hop up, honey… time for a change!”

Shaking her head and pouting, she practically shouts “NUH-UH!” stamping her foot and turning to run from your grasp… only to toddle straight into a smugly smirking Janice, who halts her in place by wrapping her up in a big bear hug.

“OH OH! Where are you off to, sweetie?” Janice chuckles, dragging her rival back towards the bench. “You’re being such a little brat… I think you might need a spanking from auntie Janice!”

Will you allow Janice to spank your date on the seat of her soggy diaper?