The door creaked open, and Jake stepped into the room, his smirk widening as he took in the sight before him. Charlotte, was sprawled on the nursery rug, her diaper a swollen, sagging mess between her thighs, her fingers absently rubbing at the soaked plastic. Her eyes were glazed, her cheeks flushed, and a trail of drool glistened on her chin. She didn’t even look up at first, too lost in a blissful haze.
"Hey there, Lottie," Jake said, his voice dripping with amusement as he crouched beside her. "Miss me?"
Charlotte blinked slowly, her lips curling into a dumb, dopey grin. "J-Jake?" she slurred, her words thick and sloppy. "Wha’ you doin’ hewe?"
Jake chuckled, reaching out to tap the bulging front of her diaper. The squish was obscene, the plastic soggy under his touch. "Oh, you know. Just checking in on my favorite little diaper slut." His fingers traced the tapes at her hips, his touch possessive. "You’ve been such a good girl for me, haven’t you? Filling up your diaper all on your own."
Charlotte giggled, her hips wiggling as another trickle of warmth escaped her, soaking the already drenched padding. "I dunno," she admitted, her voice high and breathy. "Jus’ feel nice…"
"Mmm, I bet it does," Jake murmured, his hand sliding up to cup her cheek. "You know, Lottie, you ever wonder why it feels so nice? Why you can’t stop peeing yourself? Why you get so dumb and horny in that thing?"
Charlotte’s brow furrowed in confusion, her fingers still rubbing lazy circles over her diaper. "I-I dunno…" she whined, her bladder aching with the need to go again. "Jus’… is."
Jake’s smirk turned predatory. "No, baby. It’s not just anything." He pulled out his phone, flipping through it before turning the screen toward her. "See these? The Tumblr blogs? The ads? The hypnos?"
Charlotte’s eyes struggled to focus on the images, familiar pictures of women in diapers, the same ones that had haunted her late-night scrolling. Her lips parted in surprise, but before she could speak, Jake continued.
"I sent them to you," he admitted, his thumb brushing over her bottom lip. "Every single one. That first ad you saw? The one that got you all hot and bothered? That was me. And those diapers you just had to try?" He chuckled darkly. "Special order. Laced with something… extra. Something to make sure you stayed my good little Pampers packer."
Charlotte’s breath hitched, her mind struggling to process his words. But the chemical haze in her system made it impossible to hold onto the horror, the betrayal. All she could focus on was the warmth spreading between her legs, the way Jake’s voice made her ache.
"You-you made me.... this?" she started, but her words dissolved into a moan as another gush of pee filled her diaper, the wetness seeping against her skin.
Jake’s grin was triumphant. "Oh, Lottie." His hand slid down, pressing firmly against her soaked padding. "I told you years ago I’d have you in diapers. Did you really think I’d let you forget?"
Charlotte whimpered, her hips bucking against his touch. She should be angry. She should fight back. But the chemicals, the hypnosis, the pleasure, it all made her brain too fuzzy to resist. All she could do was giggle dumbly, her fingers clawing at her diaper as she peed herself again, her body trembling with need.
"P-please," she begged, her voice small and needy. "I-I need cummies…"
Jake’s laugh was low and dark as he leaned in, his lips brushing her ear. "Oh, baby," he murmured. "You’ll get them. But first…" His hand pressed harder. "You’re gonna be such a good girl for Daddy."
Charlotte’s world narrowed to the sensationthe way her mind melted further with every word. She didn’t fight it. She didn’t want to.
She just giggled, her body trembling as she whispered, "Yes, Daddy…"
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