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    Hi Everyone, I have a lot of Aaliyah Taylor diaper videos so thought I'd post them here. Will add more to this folder as time goes by. Some are in better quality than others... So far: -3 with Candi Chains, who is my favourite guest performer. Love how cutely forlorn she acts in the videos. User 'vegeto4' has kindly posted a couple more from her in the comments, but anyone know of any more that featured her? -4 with Molly Jane. Taken from the Mall duology is one of my favourites, and her getting bound in a pushchair is great too. Sadly a couple of these are in less than ideal quality so if anyone has them in a higher definition, or any other videos Molly appeared in, then please share! -8 with Amanda Bryant. My favourite is her in the bouncer, but also love her chastity diaper date outfit and her soggy diaper under her fancy dinner dress. As always, if you have any other Amanda ones I'd love to see them. -2 with Maria. Sadly one is a truncated one rather than the full video (in poor quality to boot) so if you have the full version, please share! This duology is another one of my favourites, as maybe I'm just a meanie but I love the roleplay of someone being kicked out into public in their double diapers and ABDL outfit! -2 with Alora. -1 with Kendra. -1 with Adriana Evans. -7 videos with Anastasia. Including 'no change' where she is put in multiple bulky diapers, and another one where she is punished with a hollow buttplug. -5 with Wenona. -1 with Aaliyah as a flower girl, with a woman I'm not sure the name of. -6 with Olivia Kasady, but still 11 more with her to come!
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  2. View File Aaliyah Taylor Mommy and LG Diaper videos Hi Everyone, I have a lot of Aaliyah Taylor diaper videos so thought I'd post them here. Will add more to this folder as time goes by. Some are in better quality than others... So far: -3 with Candi Chains, who is my favourite guest performer. Love how cutely forlorn she acts in the videos. User 'vegeto4' has kindly posted a couple more from her in the comments, but anyone know of any more that featured her? -4 with Molly Jane. Taken from the Mall duology is one of my favourites, and her getting bound in a pushchair is great too. Sadly a couple of these are in less than ideal quality so if anyone has them in a higher definition, or any other videos Molly appeared in, then please share! -8 with Amanda Bryant. My favourite is her in the bouncer, but also love her chastity diaper date outfit and her soggy diaper under her fancy dinner dress. As always, if you have any other Amanda ones I'd love to see them. -2 with Maria. Sadly one is a truncated one rather than the full video (in poor quality to boot) so if you have the full version, please share! This duology is another one of my favourites, as maybe I'm just a meanie but I love the roleplay of someone being kicked out into public in their double diapers and ABDL outfit! -2 with Alora. -1 with Kendra. -1 with Adriana Evans. -7 videos with Anastasia. Including 'no change' where she is put in multiple bulky diapers, and another one where she is punished with a hollow buttplug. -5 with Wenona. -1 with Aaliyah as a flower girl, with a woman I'm not sure the name of. -5 with Olivia Kasady, but plenty more with her to come! Submitter Becky Sapphire Submitted 02/28/2024 Category Female  
  3. The Story Amanda was driving to work on Monday morning, having only recently started her new job at an insurance brokerage firm which was her first employer since graduating college. Though she had moved back home with her mom since returning from college, the girl was pleased with her new salary which she felt she could easily save up to get her own apartment, plus she had other benefits like a company car so at 22 years of age, she felt proud of where she was in life. She was blonde with her hair cut shoulder length, and on the short side with a body that was a teeny bit plump but she felt the softness just made her cute, and at least gave her a bigger butt and thicker thighs to make up for her modest bust. She was dressed smartly for work in a white blouse and a grey pencil skirt, with a matching blazer on the seat beside her. Amanda was approaching a T-junction when her phone buzzed so she glanced at it to see a message from one of her friends regarding a holiday they were planning. With one eye on the road, she skimmed through the message then began to type a reply, as it was about a special booking offer that her friend thought they could take advantage of if they got on with it, then realised too late that she was pulling out in front of an oncoming car, which had right of way. The girl quickly accelerated, to get herself clear before the car crashed into her side, while the other driver sharply braked and swerved with the two cars narrowly avoiding a collision. The girl pulled up to the side of the road, her heart racing in panic at the near miss, then rushed out of her car, and with relief saw the other driver had safely pulled up on the other side of the road without crashing, and was also getting out of their vehicle unharmed. It was a woman in her late forties, attractive and just slightly taller than Amanda, with wavy auburn hair, bright red lipstick, and dressed in a turquoise dress that showed the cleavage of her busty chest. “Are you okay? I’m so sorry!” Amanda apologised, making sure she looked both ways this time before hurrying across the road. “Yes I’m fine, but not thanks to your driving!” The woman said angrily. “What were you thinking pulling out in front of me like that?” “I’m really sorry.” The girl said again, knowing she was at fault. “You were on your phone weren’t you?” “What? No, I um…” “Don’t lie! I saw you were on your phone. Was whatever social media you were on more important than the safety of yourself and other drivers?” “No… I didn’t think… I would never do that again!” “You should be thankful that’s the choice you can make, as you certainly wouldn’t be doing it again if we had collided and you’d been paralysed or worse… or lost your licence for whatever might of happened to me!” Amanda looked at her feet, blushing at being told off. “What’s your name?” The woman suddenly asked. “Amanda.” The blonde said, wondering whether she should have perhaps given a false name. “Amanda sounds a bit too mature for a silly girl like you. I think Mandie is more appropriate.” “Well, Amanda is my name, not Mandie.” Amanda snapped, annoyed at being called a ‘silly girl’ by the angry woman. Sure, she had been caught out dangerous driving, and the woman was rightfully cross, but that didn’t mean she could just disrespect her like that. “Don’t backtalk to me Mandie. I should report you for driving like that while using your phone! You nearly caused a serious accident…” “Look, I said I was sorry. Could we just forgot it please? No harm done and I promise I’ve learnt my lesson!” Amanda said, bristling that the woman was insisting on calling her ‘Mandie’ though thought it was best not to argue with her about it if she wanted to get away without being reported. “I don’t know… I bet if I let you drive off you’d just be back on your phone in a heartbeat, and won’t learn until you’ve had a serious accident or been in serious trouble. And I think trouble is much preferable to an accident, don’t you Mandie?” “I promise I’ve learnt my lesson. It was the only time I’ve used my phone at the wheel and I won’t ever do it again!” Amanda pleaded with the woman, who wasn’t seeming convinced. “Look, how about I pay you a little for all the trouble I’ve caused…” “Oh, so as well as a silly girl, you are some spoilt brat who thinks she can pay her way out of trouble. Oh no, you definitely need to be reported as think you’ll take the police more seriously than you are me…” “No please, it’s not that I’m spoiled… I just wanted to make it up to you without getting the police involved. Please, it’s a company car so any incidents involving the police will go back to my employer, and it’s my first ever job and I’m still new so it could get me fired!” Amanda appealed to the woman, aware that admitting it was a company car could backfire but hoping it showed the lady that she was taking this seriously and didn’t need the police involved. “Work car huh? Yes, I imagine if your employer found out you could get in quite a bit of trouble Mandie!” The woman said, seeming to be pondering something which Amanda hoped was forgiveness. “How about we strike a little deal? Instead of reporting you to the police, you shall come back to my house so I can punish you personally in a way befitting a silly brat, sounds fair? That way you learn your lesson without the police or your employers ever knowing…” “Punish me? What do you mean?” Amanda asked, shocked at the strangeness of the suggestion. She couldn’t imagine what the woman could possibly have in mind. “It won’t be anything much, just something to make you remember this lesson next time you find yourself reaching for your phone while driving. But you’ll have to agree to go through with it!” “How can I agree if I don’t know what it is?” Amanda said. “Okay Mandie, the police it is then…” The woman said, reaching into her handbag for her phone. “Okay fine, I’ll do whatever you want me to, just please don’t call the police.” Amanda agreed desperately. Surely whatever it was wouldn’t compare to the threat of her losing her job, so she resolved she’d just have to go through with it. ‘It’s probably something dumb like writing lines… maybe she is a teacher.’ She thought to herself. Leaving her car on the side of the road, Amanda fetched her handbag from the passenger’s seat, then reluctantly climbed into the woman’s car, hoping she wasn’t making a serious mistake. “Who are you texting?” The woman asked, seeing Amanda had pulled out her mobile. “Oh, I was just telling work I’d be a little late in…” “You better tell them you shan’t be in today at all… just say you’re sick or something.” “Really, this is going to take all day?” “Yes, though perhaps the police would be quicker?” Amanda sighed, but begrudgingly texted her boss to say she had an awful migraine so wouldn’t be in office today. **** Amanda sat in sullen silence in the passenger seat, wondering what the woman could possibly have in mind as her punishment. They didn’t speak as they drove back to her home in the wealthy suburbs, turning into a cul-de-sac road named Sapphire Lane where they pulled into the driveway of house No. 26. It was a large detached house, and Amanda found herself even more cowed as it was clear the woman was quite well-off. “Oh, I haven’t even introduced myself, my name is Isla…” The woman said as they got out the car. “… but you will call me mommy today.” “Mommy?” Amanda said, frozen in shock at the demand. “Yes Mandie, not hard is it?” Isla grinned then led the way to the house. Amanda reluctantly followed, unable to believe the woman wanted her to call her ‘mommy’ with it suddenly dawning on her that this mysterious punishment she had agreed to could be sex related. “Why should I call your mommy? Are you a lesbian or something with a kink for younger woman!” “You should call me mommy as otherwise you’ll me calling me ma’am in front of the police. I hope you don’t answer back to every simple little instruction or otherwise I shall have to make your punishment much worse… so is it mommy or ma’am?” Amanda frowned but sighed “Mommy.” “Good girl!” Isla smiled, pinching her belittlingly on the cheek, before unlocking the front door and letting them inside. The woman’s house was as nice inside as it was outside, and she followed the woman in the large airy lounge with plush sofas, a large TV, and a well-stocked bookcase. “First we’ll start with a spanking, strip out of those clothes Mandie.” Isla said, sitting on the sofa. “What!” Amanda exclaimed, shocked at what the woman was proposing though thought she probably should of guessed it would be something weird and demeaning like that as soon as the woman had proposed to punish her in a way ‘befitting a silly brat’. “Are you a brat who answers back, or just a little dim-witted when it comes to understanding commands? Take off your clothes and bend over my knee.” “If you’re going to spank me, couldn’t we just do it with my skirt on?” Amanda said, not believing she was actually negotiating a spanking with the woman. “No, besides I think those office clothes are far too mature for a silly girl like you. Now hurry up!” Amanda sighed, but decided arguing with the woman might just make matters worse, so placed her handbag on the sofa, and reached behind herself to unzip her pencil skirt. ‘The quicker I get this over with, the faster I can get out of here though not sure why she told me to tell work I wouldn’t be making it in today if it’s just a spanking…’ She pulled down her skirt then removed her blouse so she was stood in her black lace underwear, then hesitantly went over to the woman to bend over her knee as instructed. “Take off those bra and panties too.” Amanda grimaced but stripped naked in front of the woman, thinking how she had never been nude in front of a stranger before. She wasn’t ashamed of her body but felt humiliated to have it on display to the attractive authoritative older woman, and she shivered slightly, not because it was particularly cold but because it felt weird to feel the light breeze from an open window all over her naked skin. “Gosh, maybe you are a little dim-witted. I told you to come bend over my knee, not just to stand there.” Isla said, and Amanda blushed at being scolded by the clothed woman. She, though mortified at the position she was putting herself in, bent over the woman’s knee so her big ass was ready for the palm of Isla’s hand. “What a cute butt. So soft…” Isla said, caressing her fingers over it. “Is it used to being spanked?” Amanda shook her head, not remembering ever having been spanked in her entire life. “Surprising, as if I was your mother I would definitely be using it as a regular method of discipline. Perhaps with some spankings, you would have been a less reckless driver and not be in this predicament right now.” Isla said then slapped her hand down on the girl’s bare bottom. Amanda squealed, though mostly from surprise, as the woman followed the slap with three spanks, in quick succession, on her right buttock, before administering the same number to her left. Each slap was loud, and made Amanda’s butt jiggle, with the blonde moaning in humiliation and twinges of pain though she was ashamed to admit that the sensation was weirdly pleasurable. ‘I might even enjoy it if it was during some kinky sex, and not as punishment from a stranger!’ Amanda thought though as the spanking continued and her butt reddened with soreness, each slap slowly became more stinging. Isla was alternating buttocks with every fifth or sixth slap, which gave each ass cheek a longer break, but meant when it was receiving attention, it had to endure more at once. “Tell me what this is teaching you.” Isla said, not pausing in spanking the girl. “That I shouldn’t use my phone while driving… Ow! I promise I will never do that again and make sure I’m much more careful on the road!” Amanda simpered, crying out a little when a slap was particularly stinging on her sore ass. “Good girl. Now thank me for taking my time in teaching you a lesson rather than just letting the police deal with you.” “Thank you mommy, thank you for teaching me to be good!” Amanda cried, ashamed to be pathetically thanking somebody giving her a bare bottom spanking at 22 years old. “Okay, I think that’s enough… Your butt is even more adorable when it’s a shade of reddish-pink!” Isla grinned, letting the naked girl stand back up. “I’ll just go and get a few other bits for the next part of your punishment.” Amanda was left waiting, standing by the sofa and caressing her sore butt which she couldn’t believe she had allowed to be spanked, but despite how embarrassing it was, she admitted it was better than having to explain her driving to the police and risk losing her job because of it. She wondered what the woman was fetching, and guessed her punishment wasn’t over yet… ‘maybe she’s going to make me clean her house or something…’ Isla returned, placing a bunch of things on the coffee table which Amanda looked at in disbelief. It was a bottle of baby powder, a light blue bodysuit with a pattern of cartoon daisies, some oversized mittens, and, what drew Amanda’s gaze the most, a white adult diaper with a pattern of blue stars. “What is all of this for!” She exclaimed. “For you to wear silly.” Isla said, unrolling a changing matt, patterned with cartoon jungle animals, on the carpet. “But that is a diaper!” “Yes, you aren’t as dumb as I thought.” Isla laughed sarcastically. “Now lie down on the matt.” “No way am I wearing that!” “Yes you are, this is part of the punishment we agreed on for me to not call the police. Or would you prefer if I spoke to your employer directly about you nearly crashing the company car they unwisely gave a silly little brat like you?” Amanda groaned, but moodily sat on the matt, thinking how the spanking seemed relatively dignified when it was compared to being diapered. The blonde led on her back and reluctantly lifted her butt off the ground so the woman could slide the unfurled diaper beneath her. She lowered her butt back down on the diaper, thinking it actually felt kinda nice on her sore buttocks, but the humiliation of what was happening to her quickly drove that thought out of her mind. Isla reached for the bottle of baby powder, and sprinkled it over the blonde’s clean shaven pussy. ‘Is she actually thinking I’m going to wet myself in this diaper, or is the powder to just make it feel even more mortifying…’ The woman closed the diaper and taped it up on the girl who couldn’t believe, as a 22 year old insurance broker, that she was actually wearing a diaper. “Do you like it?” “No!” Amanda moaned. “Oh come now, it’s cute and definitely suits you! Or I can get you another diaper, I have ones with more girly patterns or ones that are bigger and bulkier…” “No, I’ll stay in this one.” Amanda sighed, not wanting to make her punishment even more embarrassing than it had to be. “Good girl, so you do like it!” “Yes…” Amanda was forced to say, though she definitely did not like the diaper. “Tell me properly, I think you can manage sentences rather than just single words. And remember what I told you to call me Mandie!” “I like this diaper mommy.” Amanda blushed, the words feeling surreal as they came out her mouth. She was mortified at being made to say it but then reasoned she hadn’t any more dignity to lose seeing she was lying diapered on a changing matt, smelling of baby powder. Isla laughed then ordered the girl to stand up and put her arms up so she could pull the bodysuit onsie onto her. It had short sleeves but no legs, and a snap crotch which the woman pulled down over the girl’s diaper then clipped closed. Though the onsie hid her diaper, it did nothing to obscure the shape so the blonde knew that anyone looking would be able to tell straight away she was diapered beneath it. “Why do you even have diapers and this onsie thing…” Amanda asked as the woman tugged her onsie a little so it was neatly in place. “That’s a fair question. It’s bad luck for you that our near miss happened when it did as I only recently got all of this stuff. You see my 18 year old goddaughter is a naughty brat like you, and she’s coming to stay with me for a few weeks when her mother’s abroad on a business trip, so all of this is to surprise her! She is going to be diapered just like you, and dressed in silly little rompers, pyjamas, dresses, and other cutesy things only for her it will last for weeks until her mother returns, while you should be thankful I’ll be letting you go later today…” Amanda found it hard to be thankful as she’d rather not be diapered and spanked at all, even if it was only for a day but was certainly glad she didn’t have a godmother like Isla. She wondered how the woman expected her goddaughter to go along with it all, especially for weeks, and pondered if the woman had some blackmail material on that girl too. Meanwhile Isla had picked up mittens from the coffee table, and made the blonde hold out her hands so she could pull them on. They were bondage mittens that tightened around her wrists so she wouldn’t be able to remove them without the woman’s help again, but made of thick pink material, that was soft but prevented her from using her fingers, rather than black leather that ones in BDSM would normally be made of. “This way I won’t have you touching things I don’t want you to. If only you could wear them driving as that’ll stop you using your phone, though suppose they’ll get in the way of driving the car too.” Isla laughed. Amanda felt more vulnerable now she was in the bondage mittens, as before she was just constrained by the threats of the police, but now she was also physically limited with what she could use her hands for. ‘Was making a deal with this crazy woman the best idea? What could she want to do to me next!’ Isla told the blonde to follow her again, and they left the lounge, with Amanda glancing at her handbag being left behind on the sofa which contained her car keys, phone, and purse. Not that she would be able to handle any of those object with her hands in the mittens… At the end of the corridor was a wooden bench against the wall, and the girl saw that on the legs of the bench were two chains which ended in fluffy pink ankle cuffs. Above the bench, on the wall, was a hook which dangled two more chains which ended in fluffy pink wrist cuffs. It wasn’t hard for Amanda, slightly panicked, to guess what the fours cuffs were for… “This is the ‘naughty step’ I created for my goddaughter, though you shall be the guinea pig testing it! Hop on.” “You aren’t going to cuff me are you mommy? I promise I’ll sit here for as long as you want without them…” Amanda said, wanting to avoid being made even more helpless in the weird woman’s house, and hoping that willingly addressing her as mommy would help persuade Isla to be more lenient towards her. “You always have questions or complaints to every instruction I give you Mandie. Come on, hop on the naughty step otherwise I’ll sit there instead to give you another spanking over my knee.” Amanda climbed onto the bench, and sighed as the woman bent down to bind her ankles in the comfortable, but secure, fluffy cuffs. Isla then pulled the blonde’s arms above her head to cuff them to the hook on the wall. The girl wiggled on the bench, finding the wood wasn’t uncomfortable with the cushioning of her diaper, but not liking how she was now utterly helpless. It seemed the woman was just taking advantage of her to explore her weird fetishes, however Amanda couldn’t help thinking of the dangers of allowing herself to be tied up by a stranger, especially when no one knew she was even there. “Now wait there while I fetch something…” Isla laughed, knowing the girl had no choice but to wait. Amanda dreaded what the woman could be fetching this time, and couldn’t begin to guess what it could be but she was sure it’d be something weird and humiliating. The girl saw she wasn’t wrong as Isla returned holding several things she placed on the bench next to the blonde. They were a cloth bid, a jar of baby food, a soft plastic spoon, a baby bottle, and something that looked like a pacifier with straps. “As you’re going to be sat there for a while, I don’t want you to go hungry or thirsty.” Isla explained, tying the bid around the girl’s neck. “I’m not hungry mommy, I don’t normally eat lunch so early.” “While you’re in my house, I decide when you eat lunch.” Isla said, unscrewing the lid of the jar and scooping a big pile of mush onto the spoon. “What is it?” Amanda said, eyeing the unappetising puree which she knew would be going into her mouth. “A mix of pureed vegetables. I’m not sure it will be yummy but its healthy, and you are being punished after all. Open wide!” Amanda allowed the woman to spoon the mush into her mouth, and she swallowed, screwing up her face in disgust at the bland puree. “Yuck!” The girl exclaimed, and tightly closed her mouth, not wanting to accept any more of the gross mush between her lips. “Don’t be bratty again Mandie or you’ll get more spankings. Do you want more spankings or to eat like a good little girl?” Isla said, holding a spoon full of mush to the blonde’s lips. Amanda groaned in protest but reluctantly opened her mouth again, knowing she’d probably have to eat it sometime before the woman allowed her to leave so deciding it was best to accept her fate sooner rather than after repeating the humiliation of being spanked. “It’s not that bad is it?” Isla smiled as Amanda swallowed another spoonful of pureed vegetables. “Are you finding sitting on your padded diapered butt comfortable?” “Yes mommy.” Amanda groaned between mouthfuls of mushy food. She knew she couldn’t keep giving the woman bratty answers, and truth be told the diapers did provide a pillow to the bench she was forced to sit on, so, as much as she hated to admit it, they were comfy. “Then if you like your food and your comfy diapers, why do you look so sad?” Isla laughed mockingly. “Maybe if we played airplanes while I feed you…” The woman made a noisy plane noise while gliding the spoon through the air as if it was in flight. “Open wide as the airplane is coming in for landing!” Amanda begrudgingly opened her mouth to accept the cargo of the ‘airplane’, swallowing more of the weakly flavoured mush. Isla repeated the game a few times until Amanda, even more humiliated, begged her to stop. “I’ll just eat the food normally!” The girl said, blushing as she realised she was calling being spoon fed without pretending it was an airplane ‘normal’. “Okay then Mandie, eat up!” Isla said, shovelling the pureed vegetables into the girl’s mouth, giving the blonde another spoonful of mush as soon as she swallowed. Amanda couldn’t help gagging a little as she tried to keep up with how rapidly the woman was feeding her the nasty food, and felt the mush get smudged around her lips as the spoon feeding grew messier. “Maybe we will need that bib if you aren’t careful…” Isla said, using the edge of the soft plastic spoon to carefully wipe the mush off of the girl’s lips, and into her mouth. The blonde was glad to see the jar finally empty as she ate her last mouthful. “Yuck.” The blonde couldn’t help coughing after she swallowed. “Aww, I’m sure you would learn to enjoy the food after a while… too bad I’m letting you go later as I’d love to see you slowly appreciate it a little more with every feeding. Oh well, you can thank my goddaughter for that as if I wasn’t getting her in a few weeks, I’d be tempted to keep you.” Amanda was glad the woman didn’t want to ‘keep’ her as she was prepared to endure the weird humiliations for a day but any longer would make her question if she wasn’t better off trying her luck with the police. She felt a little sorry for the goddaughter, but being sat in her diaper, onsie, bib, and mittens with her hands bound above her head and her tummy full of the baby food, she definitely rather it was inflicted on a stranger than herself. “Now it’s time for some apple juice to make sure you’re hydrated, as we don’t want that diaper going to waste!” Isla laughed, placing down the empty jar and spoon, and picking up the baby bottle full of golden liquid. Amanda moaned, guessing she really was going to have to pee in the diaper before the woman was satisfied. “Let’s clean those messy lips…” Isla said, pulling up the girl’s bid to wipe the mush smeared over her mouth, before bringing the rubber nipple of the bottle to her lips. Amanda reluctantly suckled on the rubber nipple, tasting the sweet apple juice which, compared to the pureed food, tasted nice but was still humiliating being bottle fed it by a woman. Especially as Isla mockingly reminded her it was so she would be sure to fill her diapers with pee. “Do you like it?” Isla asked and Amanda, without getting to stop suckling on the bottle, shook her head. “Aww, you’re such a fussy girl! Well I could get you some milk instead? Or perhaps you’d prefer coffee or even castor oil… though those might cause you to need your diaper for another reason.” Amanda shook her head, deciding that she was fine with the apple juice if those other liquids were the alternatives as peeing in a diaper was mortifying and gross enough, but she didn’t want to find out what messing one would feel like, both physically and emotionally. “Good girl, I bet you do think its yummy but you’re just grumpy. You’re half way there already!” Isla laughed, but didn’t give the girl a break, making her continue until she had downed the entire bottle of apple juice. When the rubber nipple was removed from her lips, Amanda couldn’t help burping a little, blushing at her loss of control but it only made Isla laugh. “Oh dear, I would of brought a burp cloth too if I know you’ll be like that!” Amanda blushed at the suggestion that she would need a burp cloth, embarrassed that she had let out a little belch. “I think I’ll leave you for a while on the naughty step so you can think about what a bratty girl you are, and make you reflect on your driving safety which is the thing that got you in trouble. But I’m not a mean mommy so I’ll leave you something to suck on…” Isla said, showing the girl the pink pacifier which had straps like a ball gag. Amanda resigned herself to yet another humiliation as the pacifier gag was pushed into her mouth, her lips wrapping around a rubber teat again, while the woman securely strapped it around her head. “See you later Mandie!” Isla grinned then walked away back to the lounge, leaving her bound on the ‘naughty step’. She sat alone, wiggling a little on the bench but helpless with her arms pulled above her head, bound to the hook on the wall. She didn’t want to pee herself, but could feel the urge coming on, and wondered if she was better off just allowing her bladder to release rather than fighting to keep her dignity, if she even had any dignity left after the spanking, diapering, and spoon and bottle feeding. She suspected Isla would keep her bound on the ‘naughty step’ until she wet herself, so holding out would only elongate her time in the weird woman’s clutches. Maybe if she just got on and wet herself, she would be allowed to leave at last. After all, it surely must be the final humiliation that the woman had in mind for her bizarre punishment. However with the pacifier in her mouth, which she was ashamed to realise she had begun to suck on out of boredom, she couldn’t call out to tell the woman she had wet herself so realised she would be stuck regardless until Isla returned. She didn’t want to make matters worse by sitting in a soggy diaper so held her pee, though the urge to piss was beginning to grow. As time stretched on, Amanda found herself feeling a strange mix of tedium at just sitting with nothing to do besides suck on her pacifier, humiliation at the ordeal, and a mounting desperation as her urge to pee grew stronger. She was glad when the woman returned. “How are you doing Mandie?” Isla asked, though knew the pacified girl couldn’t respond, at least beyond incoherent frustrated mumbling through the gag. The woman rubbed her hand over the girl’s crotch, sighing. “This doesn’t feel soggy at all… I guess you need a little longer.” Amanda moaned as she watched the woman abruptly leave her again, and knew that she definitely wouldn’t be freed until she had pissed herself. She resolved herself to the necessity of the humiliating act, though found that consciously wetting herself, despite her desperation to pee, wasn’t an easy psychological barrier to overcome. She sat longer, wiggling in discomfort but unable to empty her bladder due to years of toilet use ingrained on her muscle memory, however Amanda eventually willed herself to pee. The blonde relieved herself in the diaper, feeling the warm and wet sensation as it filled with her urine. She was ashamed to find it felt strangely nice, even a little erotic between her legs, but this sensation of liberating freedom was tempered by the fact she was bound on a ‘naughty step’ in a stranger’s house. She felt that the diaper had grown bulkier between her thighs as it absorbed her pee. ‘I never thought I’d wet a diaper again…’ The 22 year old blonde thought forlornly. ‘Why couldn’t the bitch have some normal fetish… she’s kinda hot so licking her pussy wouldn’t of been so bad compared to this!’ She sat in her wet diaper, waiting expectantly for the woman to return, however Isla was gone for twice as long as the first time, so when she at last returned, Amanda had, unintentionally but through desperation, wet her diaper for a second time and found that the warmness of her fresh pee had turned cold. “That’s more like it Mandie!.” Isla beamed as she rubbed her hand over the girl’s crotch, squishing her soggy diaper. “So have you learnt your lesson? Will you be a good girl who drives carefully?” Amanda nodded, shamed but relieved that it seemed like her punishment was coming to an end. Isla bent down to uncuff the girl’s ankles then unstrapped the gag, removing the pacifier from the blonde’s mouth. “Please let me go now…” Amanda begged after exercising her jaw, stiff from the pacifier. “We’ve almost done Mandie, just a tiny bit more left of your punishment…” Isla said as she uncuffed the girl’s wrists, allowing the blonde to lower her arms at last. “But I’ve already been spanked, humiliated, diapered, and made to sit in my piss, tied up, for hours!” Amanda complained, though was glad that at least she had been released from the bondage. “Aww, I know, but you deserve it. Besides I think you’re much cuter in the diaper and onsie than those boring business clothes you think make you so mature. Anyway that diaper looks awfully full, you don’t want to leak do you?” Amanda shook her head. “Speak when I ask you a question, or do you want your pacifier back to suck if you’re going to give me sullen silence?” “No… mommy.” Amanda mumbled, adding the second word in the hopes of appeasing the woman, as she really didn’t want the extra shame of not only wetting a diaper, but peeing in it to the extent that it leaked. She hoped the woman would let her take it off now, but dreaded what the ‘tiny bit’ left of her punishment was. “Good girl, now follow me…” Isla said, leading the girl, not to the lounge, but upstairs to a bedroom that was decorated girlishly in bright pink with shelves full of soft toys, and to Amanda’s concern, packs of various different kinds of diapers. The bed she noticed was surrounded by wooden barred walls, with one side currently pulled down so it wasn’t too dissimilar from a normal adult bed, however pulled back up and it would turn into a big crib. “This is the room I have recently decorated for my goddaughter’s visit! Cute isn’t it!” “Yes mommy.” Amanda pretended to agree though was glad she wouldn’t have to stay in such a girly room, and thought the woman really was crazy going to such effort and expense to inflict her bizarre fetish on her poor unsuspecting goddaughter. “Now let’s get you undressed so we can sort out your wet diaper problem.” Isla said, and removed the girl’s bid. “I shall have to wash this before my goddaughter comes as you’ve been quite a messy girl!” Amanda allowed the woman to undress her, blushing as she realised she didn’t really have a choice as with her hands in the bondage mittens, she wouldn’t have been able to remove the clothing by herself. It felt so belittling to be forced to rely on the woman for something as simple as undressing. With her onsie removed, she was left topless in her diaper, noticeably having expanded in its wet fullness since it had been put on her, and her bondage mittens. The woman instructed her to lie back on the bed and Amanda obeyed, thinking that removing her used diaper on the clean sheets was risky, but it’d be the woman’s own fault if she had some more washing to do… “Goodness, it is very full! I guess that apple juice went right through you…” “You did leave me for hours.” Amanda reproached. “Yes, I was having lunch… and then I watched a movie.” Isla said a she rummaged through the shelves, and returned with another diaper which was bigger and bulkier than the one the girl was currently wearing. It was white with a pattern of pink cartoon flowers. “Oh, you’re not changing me into a new diaper!” Amanda cried out, having thought the punishment was almost over, and that she would just have her diaper removed, not swapped for a fresh one. “No, technically I’m not going to change you…” Isla laughed, unfolding the diaper then forcing the blonde to lift up her legs and butt so it could be placed under her. “Wait, what are you doing?” Amanda protested as the woman diapered her over her existing soggy diaper. “Double diapering you! If the first diaper leaks then this one will absorb the overflowing pee!” Isla grinned, taping the bulkier diaper securely. The double diapers were very thick, and she could feel the bulge between her thighs which she felt would give her gait a slight waddle, and wondered in despair how long the woman was going to make her wear them for. Was she going to have to keep wetting until she leaked into the second diaper? “That should protect against leaks… now let’s get you dressed.” Isla said. Amanda expected to be put back into the onsie, however the woman turned to look through a wardrobe with the blonde catching sight of a bunch of girly dresses which she guessed the goddaughter would be made to wear. “This one will be adorable! I think it would have been a little loose on my goddaughter but will be perfect on you!” “Oh, please don’t make me wear that… I’ve done everything else you’ve made me do but aren’t things becoming a bit unfair now!” “Me getting injured because of your dangerous driving would have been unfair. But don’t worry, I’ll be letting you go shortly, just after you wear this pretty little dress for mommy.” “Okay fine.” Amanda groaned, and allowed the woman to pull the dress over her head, and help her mittened hands through the arm holes. The dress was white, with a conservative neckline so it didn’t show any of her cleavage but was armless so they were left bare. The skirt of the dress began just beneath her breasts, and was extremely short with a white underskirt that didn’t come close to covering her diaper, and a slightly longer wispily transparent overskirt. “It doesn’t even cover my diapers!” Amanda complained, though not sure why as it wasn’t like she could hide the fact she was diapered from the woman anyway, and wouldn’t be going out in public dressed like she was. However being dressed in such a girly dressed that exposed her bulky diaper was somehow more embarrassing than being nude in diapers. “If you think it doesn’t cover your diapers from the front, then you should see how much they stick out from behind!” Isla laughed, slapping the girl’s butt which just created a hollow thudding sound, rather than a ringing slapping noise, due to the layers of padding. “But don’t worry, I’ve got tights to put on you too.” Isla got out some white tights, and Amanda sat back on the side of the bed while the woman pushed her feet into them then carefully pulled them up her legs. The blonde had to stand up so the woman could shimmy the tights all the way up over her diaper which remained clearly visible through the thin white material. “Doesn’t exactly hide it do they…” “No, but they’ll help keep it up when it gets even more full! As two big soggy diapers could get quite heavy…” Isla said brightly, laughing again as she patted the girl’s thickly padded butt. “You look so adorable but I have something to make you even cuter!” Isla pulled out a short little petticoat which she made the blonde step into, then pulled it up under her dress, positioning it under her skirts to make them even more poofy which as well as making the dress even more girly, also had the consequence of making it ride up higher, exposing her diapers even more. “Now the final thing…” Isla said, with a pair of white flats with bows on the toe box. “I hope they fit as I brought them in my goddaughter’s size, otherwise you’ll have to wear your work shoes but black high heels wouldn’t suit this cute outfit!” The woman slipped the shoes onto the girl’s feet. “Aww, just like the glass slipper on Cinderella, they fit perfectly.” She smiled delightedly, and got the miserable girl to twirl in her cutesy outfit. She wasn’t sure if given the choice to just wear the white dress or the double diapers beneath her own clothes, which she’d pick, and felt she was leaning towards the diapers as at least at a glance they’d be hidden beneath her pencil skirt. However she didn’t get to pick between the super short dress and soaked diapers, but had to wear both together… “Do you like your outfit Mandie?” Amanda wanted to shout ‘No, I hate it!’ but restrained herself, and just nodded “Yes mommy, it is kinda cute…” in the hopes that she will at last appease the woman, and be allowed to change back into her office wear and leave at last. “Good! Now come along, let’s go back downstairs… I think your punishment is over.” “Really!” Amanda perked up, relieved that her ordeal was finally coming to an end. She followed the woman back downstairs, embarrassed to find that the thick double diapers were really making her waddle but too excited to be getting out of the weird woman’s house to care. “We can take these off now…” Isla said, unfastening the bondage mittens and pulling them off the blonde’s hands, with Amanda finding she actually smiled at the woman for it. “Wait here and I’ll get your handbag.” Isla said, going into the lounge. When she was alone, Amanda let out a deep sigh of relief. She couldn’t believe she had been stupid enough to nearly get herself in a car accident, and had the bad luck for the near miss to be with a crazy lady who clearly had some bizarre fetishes she was willing to use blackmail to have fulfilled. However, though the spanking, diapering, wetting, feeding, and dressing up had all been humiliating, it was all over now and she could return home content she still had her job to go to the next day. Isla returned, opening up the girl’s handbag and pulling out her phone. She held it up to the blonde and said “Smile!” before snapping a photo of her, definitely not smiling, in her super short girly white dress, diapers, and tights. “I’ve made it your screensaver, so next time you reach for your phone while driving you’ll be reminded of the consequences!” Isla laughed, slipping the phone back into the handbag. “Yes mommy.” Amanda sighed, knowing she would be deleting that picture as soon as her phone was returned, and, knowing she soon be back in her own clothes and returning to her car, finding it easy to endure the final slice of humiliation from the woman. “Can I get changed in the bathroom, you know, so I can get myself cleaned up…” Amanda asked as the woman handed back her handbag. “Change?” Isla laughed. “Oh no, you’re leaving now!” To Amanda’s shock, the woman opened the front door, and before she could react with anything more than surprised stuttering, found herself womanhandled out of the door. She even felt Isla give her butt a gentle kick, or at least it felt gentle through the layers of padding, as she was pushed out onto the front step with the door shut and locked behind her. She knocked on the door desperately, opening the letterbox to cry pleadingly through. “Please let me back in and give me my clothes back! Oh hurry before somebody comes by and sees me! I did everything you asked me to!” However Isla did not return, and it slowly dawned on her that she was now stranded in pubic diapered in her ridiculously girly outfit. After wanting nothing more than to escape the woman’s house the whole time she had been there, now the blonde found herself praying that she was let back inside. “You can’t expect me to walk back to my car like this!” Amanda shouted, it sinking in how far a walk it would be through the suburbs until she reached her car again. However it was clear that Isla really did expect her to walk it, and she eventually gave up. She had thought her punishment was over, but it seemed she still had the worse, most humiliating, part of it left… She thought about going around the side of the house and trying the back door, but thought that persisting might cause Isla to get angry with her again, and subject her to another session of humiliation, perhaps to punish her for something ridiculous like ‘trespassing’. She remembered the stacks of diapers in the pink bedroom, and how the bed could turn into an adult crib, and decided she didn’t want to risk experiencing any more of the things the woman had brought to use on her goddaughter. Though she couldn’t bear the thought, the blonde knew she had no choice but to walk back to her car. As Amanda tentatively crept down the driveway, making sure the road was clear, she supposed she should just be thankful she hadn’t been reported to the police and gotten fired from her job, and that her punishment had been relatively brief compared to what Isla’s unwitting goddaughter, which all the clothes, diapers, and equipment had been brought for, had in store. However it was hard to feel lucky when walking, or rather waddling, through public dressed in a ridiculously cutesy dress that no 22 year old should ever be wearing, with her double diapered butt on clear display. She hoped by some miracle she would be able to make it back to her car without being seen even though she knew that it would be near impossible to walk so far through the suburbs without crossing paths with other pedestrians, as well as not being seen by drivers on the road. Her heart sank when she saw two 18 year old high school seniors come into view from a bend in the road, and she realised that school, the nearby Ginerva Academy, must of just finished and the streets would be full of seniors on their way home… Author’s Note: This is a little taster of a new series I’ll be working on featuring Isla and her goddaughter. Amanda got off easy compared to what’s in store for the other girl!
  4. i fantasize about someone tickling me until i lose control and pee myself so often. it's such a need 😩
  5. I finally decided to stop lurking here, and actually start contributing. This is my first story. I have couple more on my drive, but I'm not sure yet if I'm comfortable enough to share them, or if they're even any good (let me know your opinions). My writing focuses on "interesting" parts. That's why my stories are divided into chapters, and some of them might be pretty short - basically in between chapters there's some time (couple of hours, or sometimes couple of days, or even weeks) where characters are living pretty normal live. And potentially fun Easter egg: all my stories share the same universe, which means that sometimes there may appear some characters, or events from my other stories - I'm not forcing it in, so it won't necessarily happen in all of them, but it may happen. 😋 Oh! And a warning (even if it's already in the tags): Characters in this story are in high school, and this story contains blackmail, and humiliation. If you're not okay with this - this is not the story for you. Relax, there are plenty of different stories on this site. 😊 Characters: -Jessica – Beautiful girl with long, brown hair. -Elizabeth (Ela) – cute redhead, Jessica's friend. Chapter 1: Wet evening It was Friday afternoon. Jessica came back home from school, wearing tight jeans and a blouse, and out of habit yelled: -I'm home! - Only then, after closing the front door she remembered she got a text from her mum, telling her that they'll be out for weekend. She tossed her bag on the corridor floor, and went to kitchen, to make herself a dinner. She popped some mac&cheese into the microwave, and sat in front of the TV with a plate. After couple of hours in front of the TV she started feeling a pressure in her bladder, but she decided it's not urgent enough for her to miss her show, and she decided to continue watching. On the show she was watching one of female characters was desperate to pee, and barely made it to the toilet. Jessica seeing that, and feeling her by now quite full bladder thought: -I wonder how it feels to pee your pants... - She thought on that for a while, and then she came to a decision: -Well... I have a whole house to myself for the weekend... It's not like anyone could see me... - Jessica stood up, looked around, and moved away from the couch. Her heart was pounding. She tried to pee. -Oh! I can't force it! - she said irritated, and stopped for a moment – But then again... I'm quite desperate already... I bet some water would cause it to spill over. - She went to the kitchen, and poured herself a full glass of water. She looked at it for couple of seconds, before chugging it all down, and immediately pouring another one, which she placed on the counter. She was getting really desperate now, and needed to hold herself. -Ooh! I'm almost there! - She stopped for couple of seconds, and started to pee-pee-dance – I need more! - She got another glass, and filled it with water. By now she was getting really excited and a bit turned on. She drank both glasses of water, like they were shot glasses, and hopped back to the living room. On the way she felt little spouts of pee hit the material of her panties. The moist panties made her even more excited. By now she really needed to focus in order to hold it, and she felt like her bladder is about to explode. Couple more spouts left her bladder soaking through her panties and into her jeans, which had a small wet spot now, which made her more, and more excited. -Omg this is so hot... I need more! - She hopped into the kitchen, and drank another two glasses of water. The wet patch on her jeans started to spread down her legs, and was very visible by now. She hopped back to the living room, but she couldn't get all the way there before her bladder gave up, releasing a torrent of pee, which soaked right into her panties, and then jeans, to eventually end up in a huge puddle on the floor. Jessica was frozen for this whole time, and quite a while after that. -Oh my god I'm so horny right now... I should change, but... this is so hot, and the floor needs cleaning now. - She chuckled to herself, and started mopping the floor in her still wet jeans. When she was done, she went up to masturbate, put her clothes in the washing machine, and take a shower. It was definitely one of the best evenings of her life. ------- So that's chapter 1. I already have chapter 2 ready, but I want to see if someone'll actually enjoy it. Chapter 2 is where the blackmail actually begins - just to tease you a bit.
  6. Hermione in peril It was 11:00 p.m. when Hermione realizes the time. She had been studyng that friday until night she was well known for all in the library, for that reason Mrs. Prince let her stays inside after the time to close. Two hours ago Mrs. Prince had told her “Time to close mrs. Granger” Hermione remembered herself saying “Just giveme ten minutes, please” The old libraryan knows what exactly means when Mrs. Granger use to ask for ten more minutes, in measns at least 45 minutes. -I am tired Mrs. Granger, I like to go to rest... but if you promise to close propertly whe you leave the library I can let you to stay here- -Sure Mrs. Prince I will, thank you- Answered the girl. The old woman left the hall echoing with her shoes. “Wow! I didn´t noticed the time!” She thougths, “Well, I supouse its better go to the bed” In the moment she stands up she realizes se had to go to the toilet, the pressure in her abdomen wasn´t so bad still, then she can take it easy until arrives to the comon halls of grifindor, it was not the first time, Hermione Granger use to igtnore the need to pee or to poop when she studies some topic of interest to her, in four ocasions she had about to wets her panties, one more she was about to messing herself and one more she had already started to dripping on her underwear before to reach the ladies room during the three years she had been living in Howards. She left the books in the pile indicated for the libraryan and left the hall, by the night, without students the castle seems frightful, she just had left the library when the sound of a known voice reached her from the next corridor, inmediatelly she identifies the owner, it was Draco Malfoy´s voice. His voice cames louder and louder, he was about to find her face to face soon, it wasn´t good at all, he was an unpleasent person to her, that she decides to hide behind an old armour and wait until Malfoy´s get lost in the dark corridor to Slytherin common halls. Quickly Hermione hide between the wall and the heavy armour just one instant before Draco appeared he was alone obviously angry talking with no one but himself. -Stupid Potter, if the dark lord weren´t so interested on him my father never askme to do this- in that moment, Hermione realizes he had a big long bag in one hand and small backpack in the other. “What was that?” She wonder, “Maybe its an magic artifact to hurt Harry, or another cursed objects” or just an muggle weapon, as a halfblood witch, she knows everything of both worlds, and the long black bag could be a riffle, but she discarted that option almost inmediatelly “No, that can not be, Malfoy nevers use muggle objects” “Anyway its better to investigate... just in case...” she thought and started to follow the young boy in silence. He keeps mourmouring indisctintly by the corridor, Hermione was trying not to make noise but her shoes and the high walls makes it dificult for her, she gets afraid to be listen when Malfoys suddenly stopped, Hermione´s Heart was beating like a drumb in that moment, but he keeps walking after a few seconds and turn to the left in the corner. Hermione lets herself to breath for a moment after keeps following Malfoys, she reached the corner and turn to the left wondering why Draco´s has get quiet when a sudden yellow ray from Malfoy´s wand reaches her at the same time the boy says -Petrificus Parcialis- She was taken by surprise and only had could move her hands at the half way to protect her face lefting her standing in a protective pose with both legs separeted, she couldn´t move any part of her body but her head. -Wh... what you did to me, Malfoy?!- She asked with a mixture of fear and anger in her voice. -Well, well, what is this?- says the slytherin boy sarcastly -Do you know that you don´t have to mind in the bussines of others, mudblood? Hermione gets more angry for that coment -What kind of enchantment is this?- -Oh! Calm down halfblood, it is the “petrificus parcialis” all your body is petrified except your head, it was used for interrogation by the Aurors, I supouse a nerdy girl like you should know that- She had to accept she didn´t know it. -The efect is temporal, it use to last twelve hours more or less, it will show you not to spy me, you stupid- -I wasn´t spying- lied the girl -I just left the library late when hear your voice, you try to do something bad to Harry- She explied -I just trying to find out what is in the bag and the backpack to prevent him- -Oh! In other words you weren´t spying, you were sneaking around- Hermione has not answer -Well, see you- says Malfoy and pick up her stuff -You bastard can not let me here like this! Come back right now you coward!- Says fourios the girl Malfoy´s never accept to anybody calls him a coward and for sure he won´t accept it from “that” girl. He turns to her and gives a vicious smile -Ok, as you wish...- and left the bags in the floor -Wh... what are yu doing?!- Ask in panic the young grifindor gal when Dracos aproaches to her and picked her up over his shoulder. He carries her whitout care of the protest of the girl -Let me down! where are you taking me?! You idiot!- Draco was getting upset for the protests of the girl -Be quiet Hermie- he says spanking her softly and lefting his hand over her ass. -WHAT ARE YOU DOING YOU PERVERT?!- Claims the girl when noticed the hand of Malfoy over her but -Calm down, you don´t wanna fall, do you?- he says In that moment the pressure of the Draco´s shoulder in her tummy was increassing the urge to pee on Hermione, but she can not say it, NOT TO HIM! She only can do her best to prevent the potential accident in her panties. She close her eyes in a valiant efort to evitate her uretra open the gates of her urine. Finally when her blader was about to surrender to the pressure Malfoy stopped and put her down. He left her standind in the middle of the common dinning room. He was exhausted by the effort -Axio Backpack, Axio Bag- he says moving his wand in the air. After a seconds the stuff he had left in the corridor appeared floating in the air until stop in front of his owner. -Do you want to know what is in the bags, didn´t you?- Malfoy says opening the long bag and extracting a tripod, after that he open the small backpack and reveals an old fashion magic camera. That ones used for the wizards to take moving pictures. Hermione look at him not understanding -Why do you want that for?- -My father says the dark lord want to know all the movements of Potter, if I take a register of that maybe get his favors to our family...- He explained to her. -...but I supouse he doesn´t mind if I use it for myself a bit too- he smiled -What do you mean?- asked the girl fearing the answer -Well, I´m going to teach you why you do not mind in my bussines- says approaching the helpless chic. -NO WAIT! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!- Screams in panic the poor Hermione when she noticed he has starting to try to remove her skirt. -HE HE HE, I told you, I´m going to show you a lesson, don´t worry I am not going to rape you, I do not like the half blood girls anyway- Tells the boy finishing to tearing her skirt completely from up to down expossing the helpless Hermione . The girl underwear was white with skyblue lines and a pink ribbon in the front part. Hermione´s face turned to a red color. -Why you did that to me?- She asked in panic. As an answer Malfoy turn to see the camera. -Well, lets take a photographic session of a mudblood- He laught and the camera flash start to shoot at first the scared face of Hermione but after he starts to take pictures of her but and her pubic area, making close ups to her panties. -STOP! PLEASE! NO MORE!- Was beging the grifindo´s girl After several minutes of this humiliation Malfoy finished and sat in one seat of the common dinning room. -Well I supouse you have learn the lesson mudblood, aren´t you?- he told her in satisfaction Hermione was criying more of frustration and anger than shame. -Ok I will left you here until tomorrow, when the students come for breakfast they will find you like this- He stands up and begin to put the camera inside of the backpack. -NO! WAIT YOU CAN NOT DO THAT TO ME!- Screams the poor girl. -Yes I can- aswered the boy -The enchantment will last at least until noonday- -No, please...- started Hermione, the idea of all the students of the school arriving to the common dinning room and watched her in her underwear was really bad, but nothing compared to the idea of all the studenst arriving to the common dinning room and watched her in her WET underwear, or worst, she started to feel the urgency to poop now too. -...please don´t leave me here like this, I beg you- she said, somethin in her voice makes Draco suspect there were something else, somthing she had not said yet. -Why not?- he started at her -Because...- she was not sure about to tell him, but if she didn´t she was sure of something, she was going to pee and maybe to shit her panties right there, and she can not tolerate the idea of all of her partners waching her whitout skirt and in her dirty panties. -Well? Why not, mudblood?- -... because... I... I have to go to the toilet- she said and her face turns to a red color again. -And what?- asked him, he was enjoying the moment. -I... am... not sure if I can hold it until tomorrow...- was her answer and tears run through her face again, this time wasn´t for anger, she was feeling defeated. -Well you have to said that before- told her malfoy with a comprensive voice. For a moment Hermione breath in relief, but then Draco start to open the backpack again -Wait... what are you doing now?- -Well if you are going to wet your panties, that is a picture I can not miss- Laugh Malfoy -WHAT?! LET ME GO YOU PERVERT!- Hermione tries to move her body without results Malfoy finished to put the camera ready to take the pictures of Hermione wetting her panties and take a sit. -Let me go please, don´t do this to me- she pleaded. Malfoy start to laugh again -You can beg all you want, tomorrow in the morning all in the school will see you here in your wet panties, and I don´t know, maybe I decide to print the pictures and spread them to all students- Hermione at least lost all the will she had still and began to cry. -Come on, come on, it is not a big deal- said Malfoy, a girl like you never should be studying here. Hermione knows what he tries to say but she didn´t care anymore, she was using all here efforts to prevent the pee escapes from her body. The time hour by hour has making worst to the poor girl to hold on the pressure insides her, she was tired. To bite her lower lip and close her eyes from time to time was the only thing she can do to contain herself, luckly Malfoy has fall in a deep sleep and he doesn´t noticed the predicament in her face. Drops of sweat appeared in the forehead of Hermione, and she was wishing to can cross her legs to help her urethra, she started to cry softly again. There were almost six o´clock when she explode again in rage -LET... ME... GO... NOW!- Malfoy almost fall of the chair for the surprise, but inmediatelly recover himself -Or what?- -Let me go Malfoy, this is not funny, I have to go now, please!- Malfoy look at the watch in the wall and tells in a serious voice -In one hour more or less the students will come and i don´t want to lost this oportunity- He takes the camera and apraches to Hermione to make a close up her panties. Hermione starts to say something but stops when she feel the hand of Draco pressuring her belly -What..? NO! PLEASE NOT THAT!- -He, he, he! Come on, I know you can´t wait any longer, just do it- -No please don´t make me pee myself- she pleaded Hermione feels how her urethra open just a moment one drop of pee reaches the fabric of her underwear, then another and another, she was loosing the fight. -Stop, I´m beggin you- Malfoy doesn´t stop, he was occupied taking pictures of her panties waiting for a wet patch and a yellow puddle. He pressed more and Hermione couldn´t stop the pee this time, a rush hot pee lines runs down her inner legs a great yellow patch appeared and grow in her panties a puddle start to grow in the floor. Hermione was crying as never in all her life before -Why you did this to me? sob- Malfoy didn´t answer, he was taking pictures from the front side of her underwear, from her face, from the puddle, and her wet ass. The pee has made a bit transparent the fabric of Hermione´s panties let him to watch a bit her pubic area, and Malfoy couldn´t apart his eyes from this part of her body. -STOP WATCHING ME PERVERT!- She order – YOU DO WHAT YOU WANTED, NOW LEAVE ME ALONE!- She can not support the idea of him looking at her in this situation, no more. -I change my mind...- He said in almost a wisper. -What do you want now?!- She asked. -I am going to remove those panties, you may catch a flu- he smiled at her. -What?! No please!- She was really afraid this time, it was getting worse and worse, he was about to... to... The hands of Draco reaches the hips of hermione, his finger take the soft fabric of her underwear, she order, and begged him to stop, but before he starts to remove her panties a voice came from the other side of the long dinning room. It was Peves floatting in the entrance -What do we have here? Two students doing dirtty things- he says aproaching slowly - It is not allowed to be in the castle at this hour- -HELP ME PEVES! PLEASE!- Scream Hermione Draco doesn´t wait the answer of the creature, runs away camera in hand and covering his face. Hermione breath in relief when she looks Draco gets lost in the exit of the right side. -Well, well, it looks like you peed your panties- said Peves, in that moment she realizes Peves may be worst than Malfoy in many ways, but at least he doesn´t hates her like Draco. -He... he make pee myself- she answered blushing again -Oh! I see, you are under a spell- he said laughing -Well, was my pleasure to rescue you- and he does a reverence, after that he start to float out the room. -No! Wait please, Peves- Hermione starts again -You... you can not left me here like this- -Why not?- -If you do it, everybody will watch me,m please you have to help me!- asked the girl -It is not my bussines, I have better things to do- -Please Peves, I need your help, I´l do everything you want, please I have to poop, and I can´t hold it anymore, if you don´t help me everybody will watch me not only in my wet panties, I will shit myself anymoment now. -Well... let me think it for a bit...- said Peves -...Maybe I´ll help you... maybe not... and you say you will do anything I want...- To be continued...
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    This is classic Japanese Pinky porn violence. Patches provides this link: http://174.133.81.218:8080/pml/full.do?movieId=TerrifyingGirlsHighSchool Which has a link to the wetting scene, but as I've talked about elsewhere, I like seeing the whole thing, I can't find subtitles to this one so I'm not sure whats going on, if someone does I would be much obliged! Basically http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0451788/ Schoolgirls being violent to one another, empowering to women? Hard to say. In the scene girls force this one girl to drink lots of water and then prevent her from leaving class, she eventually wets herself and is terribly shamed. The scene is decently long and the rest of the film is VERY VIOLENT. Enjoy. Rachel
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  8. It all started when my parents moved into a new town. Gone were the bustling city life and friends that I made throughout my fourteen years. Now I had to make friends from scratch and adjust to a whole new school curriculum. The latter wasn't that difficult thanks to the support of the various teachers, The former was much harder, especially mixing with senior girls. One such Senior was Sian Teddington, a girl much taller than my 150cm height but virtually non-existent boobs. She held an instant dislike towards me and began to tease me from the first day I stepped into the school grounds. I'm a rather shy person so I wasn't in the position to argue back nor did I report the teasing to the teachers. One would expect me to avoid Sian as much as possible. This, however, wasn't really possible since I signed up for the drama club and she was one of the key students on the club committee. It was about the second week of term when the teachers-in-charge posted up a sign up list for the end of term play. It was a drama which I was familiar with since oh ten years old and I immediately wanted to enter my name on the list. Just as I was making my way through the crowd of students, I was suddenly yanked aside and found myself facing Sian. "Oh, little one wants to be drama queen," she cooed in a mocking tone. "you're..Rem yes, Why is that a problem?" "Of course it is shorty. Everyone in that crowd has been here longer than you and will stand a higher chance on being selected. You, with your build won't even make it to support cast or backstage crew." I felt strangely embarrassed by this ridicule. "But..." "But if you really want the position, I can get you past that crowd. It will cost you thhough." “What do you mean ‘It will cost me?” “Oh, not money or anything, but you will do whatever I ask, whenever I ask or.” Sian said. I started to imagine what types of things she would want me to do. I figured it would be errants or servant-like duties. Surely that wouldn't be so much of a price to pay to get the role? “What exactly must I do?” I inquired. “Oh you'll soon find out. Just dream about it,” Sian answered. “If you play your cards right, maybe you'll be chosen.” “Okay, I’ll do it.” I replied. "You swear and won't go back on your word?" Looking at her towering figure, I said yes. The next day,,, It was a busy day in terms of classes and physical education. PE was a nightmare as I wasn't used to this school's strict exercise regime. Thankfully, PE was one of the last classes and ask school as the bell rang, I caught the bus home. Usually I don't shower more than oncce a day but my whole body was pespiring. Dumping my back near the door, I ran upstairs and within minutes was enjoying the stream of water around my body. Dryin off, I tucked the towel around my rather large breasts and exited the bathroom to find... Sian, standing in my bed room. She was in some sort of catsuit, black and leathery. "Wha...How the heck did you get in?" "Oh little Lauren left the door open. My my, fourteen years old and don't know any basic safety. What would your parents say if you allowed a burglar in?" "Get out now! Or I'm going to call.." "Call who little one? With this?" She held up my phone which was in my bag. And I left that downstairs. "Give that back to me! And get..." "Now, now girl. You're in no position to argue with me. Or the deal regarding the play is off." I couldn't believe it. She was blackmailing me and in my own house. "Okay fine whatever, what do you expect me to do for you?" "First lie on your bed." "What?! What for?" "Don't question me again. Lie down." "I..." With suidden speed, I was tackled down onto my bed by Sian. "He...mmmmpp" My cry was muffled as she pressed my head against my bed. Despite my struggling, she managed to flip me over then yank my arms up. Cold steel encircled them and I realised I was handcuffed not only wrists together, but to my be frame--my bed was the type with long metal tubes as part of the frame. "Hey, release me....mmpppphh," Something was stuffed into my open mouth and a sticky tape was plastered over my mouth. "Please relax. You'll hurt your wrists otherwise if you struggle." I did so but glared at her. Is this want she wanted me to do for her? "Now, the next part is little tricky. Hold still." Suddenly, a syringe filled with liquid appeared in her hands. My eyes widened as she rammed. yes literally rammed the syringe into my left arm. I immediate felt a chill envelope me and tried to may a sound or move but just couldn't. But i could still see her and my surroundings. "Good, it's working." I heard her say. Wait, what did you do to me?! I cried silently. Did you paralyse me. "Relax little one, it's all temporary. After all, you disobeyed me so I had to do it the hard way." She suddenly moved away from sight but I found my towel lifted up. My stomach and crotch was exposed and to her! Wait, was she going to take photos and blackmail me? Help!! "Relax," I heard her say but I just couldn't respond. I heard some rustling then several poofs, like something was being squirted out. What was she doing to my lower torso? Tattooing? Please not a tattoo.... “This isn’t much growth. Big boobs but little pubes” I heard her say. Wait don't tell me you're.... "Ah done," she said with a satisfied tone. "Bum up." and I saw (yes saw since I had no sense of touch) her lift my legs up. The next sound was something plastic-like and then my bum and legs were placed down again. Then another adhesive sound. Suddenly, all the my other senses came back and I immediately moved. Just as I struggled, I felt a large dampness growing between my legs. "Mmmmmpph?!!" "Ah, back to the land of livng Lauren. Can yoou feel it?" "Mmmm....ahh!!!" She peeled off the tape and extracted the object from my mouth--it was one of my own underwear! I lifted my head up to see.... "Oh my gosh, did you just diaper me?" To be continued...
  9. I know that people who allow themselves to get desperate to pee and then go into certain neighborhoods and beaches in the eccentric city of Saffron Cymbal, and allow themselves to be seen squirming, get abducted by diaper lovers and forced into diapers and restrained until they lose control, and then cannot return to their old lives but live as diaper lovers, at first with the status of slaves to experienced diaper lovers. I had not sought out that information. Such is the nature of the media today that informed people who'd rather not know things like this cannot avoid it. But I was not of the sort who was in danger of that. People routinely visit Saffron Cymbal and go about their lives and let those weirdos go about their lives. Visiting SC to attend a scientific conference in a downtown hotel poses no such dangers. I hadn't expected the many hours in heated discussion, during which I drank nine diet pepsis. I hadn't thought a luxurious hotel was a place the Dark Side reaches. Now while trying to enter the men's room I had been trapped between the inner and outer doors to the facilities, and was surprised to find two women there, and shocked when one of them suddenly put handcuffs on me, and found it difficult to resist in my desperate condition when they pushed me into a freight elevator that I hadn't noticed was there. They both talked to me in what seemed inappropriately seductive voices and one of them I'd feel better shortly and they merely (merely!) taking me to their dungeon. Then I noticed the bits of diapers protruding above their waists and the unusual bulginess around their crotches and hips and bottoms, and I knew they were diaper lovers abducting me. I had to get away fast. When I tried to move I noticed one of them had just put handcuffs on my ankles. The elevator descended. "You can't do this!!" I shouted. The elevator stopped in the sub-basement and the door opened. They forced me to walk as fast as I could with those things on my ankles into a room that looked like a stereotypical dominatrix's lair. My only acquaintance with such places was from movies. They took me to a spot near a large set of bookshelves well stocked with diapers. They put my wrists, shoulders, ankles, and waist, and the upper parts of my legs into restraints. With amazing skill one of the too diaper ladies cut a rip all the way down one side of my trousers, then the other, and took my pants off. Then my underwear. Then the rest of my clothes, all within fifteen seconds. I was naked. Then they brought out a huge really really thick cloth diaper and within seconds one of them held one end of it and the other the other end while it was under my crotch. They snapped it into place. One of them said, "I love this new thick snapping kind. It's perfect for abductions when they squirm like this." Then they brought out a pair of transparent plastic pants. They had to relax my leg restraints to get them on me, and they were extraordinarily skilled at sneaking past my attempts to squirm out. They plastic thing squeezed the diaper tight against me. I was squirming and kicking and shouted out "Help!!". To my surprise and relief a police officer entered through a door. An amazingly good-looking uniformed woman. Squirming desperately, I shouted "These women kidnapped me!! I'm not a diaper lover." The officer said calmly "Yes, I can see that. Is there a problem?". What??? "Of _course_ there's a problem!! This is an emergency! Get me out of here!". The officer continued with inappropriate calmness, "You must be from Chicago or some place like that." I am in fact from Chicago. "Here we respect the civil rights of people with alternative lifestyles. In a few minutes you'll be a diaper lover yourself and when you walk the streets in your wet diaper you won't want people ridiculing you for your lifestyle. As a police officer, I am required by law to treat diaper lovers with the respect they deserve as citizens. You let yourself get into this situation. Why don't you stop squirming so much and just be willing to enjoy it?" "_Enjoy_ standing here in this humiliating condition trying not to wet my diaper???" "I know you backward people from other states can't understand our enlightened ways in Cauliflower. Here in Saffron Cymbal the mayor and the chief of police are both diaper lovers, quite openly and proud of it. I happen to know that the chief of police in Chicago is also a diaper lover, but he's in the closet. It's shameful the way you people would never tolerate a diaper lover in such an office." At this point I'm trying not to lose control while feeling it could happen at any second. I found it difficult to think clearly while squirming trying not to wet myself, and I said, "Can't we talk this over after I've been allowed to relieve myself?" She said pleasantly, "Certainly. I imagine that will happen within a minute or so. Then I can answer any questions you might have about your new life as part of Saffron Cymbal's diaper lover community." I was speechless. I tried to think of what to say. This couldn't be happening. Surely I'd get out of this and go back to my hotel room. Suddenly I lost control and knew I was about to wet my diaper. I thought "I _can't believe_ this is happening." It couldn't be real. I wondered what it would feel like and knew I wouldn't wonder very long.
  10. Goldenstorm

    female Tickling girl

    From the album: My Drawings

    BUA HAHAHAHA! NO PLEASE...! I HAVE TO PEEE!!! HAHAHA STOP TICKING ME!!! I´M GOING TO... OH NO!!!!
  11. Goldenstorm

    female Mercury 5

    From the album: My Drawings

    This is the 5th pf the Sailor mercury pics I made when I was starting to draw several years ago, I have been thinking on draw some new ones of her, this one are not my favorite, it needs some improvements in the legs and eyes
  12. Goldenstorm

    female Mercury 3

    From the album: My Drawings

    This is an old pic from Sailor mercury I made when I was starting to draw several years ago, I have been thinking in draw some new ones of her, it needs some improvements in the legs and eyes
  13. Goldenstorm

    female Forced

    From the album: My Drawings

    Mmm, Maybe I should belive her when she said she was needing to use the toilet
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