Loser’s Fate – Chapter Two
Sarah’s eyes fluttered open to the beams of sunlight coming through the window. Gradually she became more aware of her surroundings, noticing the thick padding between her legs, the pink surroundings, the bars of her crib…
Sarah groaned as the memories of the day before came flooding back. So it HADN’T been a dream. She was lying in a crib, dressed in baby footie pajamas and a diaper, and (she noticed to some dismay) still willingly sucking on a pacifier and hugging a teddy bear. Something else struck her memory… Something Eric had said… If she didn’t mess her diaper before morning, she would be spanked.
A wave a panic came over her. Was he serious? She did feel the need to go, but in a diaper? It was just so… odd. She heard his foot steps coming through the hallway. What should she do? In desperation she began to push against her diaper, but it was too late.
Eric entered the room. “Good morning sleepy head! Did my baby have a good nights sleep?” He was already over her and picking her up out of the crib. His hand rested on her padded rear. “Huh, it seems you kept your diapers clean…”
Sarah looked at him in panic and despair. “PWEASE DON’T SPANK ME! I sowwy! I pwomise I’ll be a good baby!”
Eric looked down at her. “Alright. I won’t spank you now, but you still need to be punished. So, I have one condition.”
“Wha is it?”
“I want you to go out with me.”
“Wha?” This was unexpected.
“We will go out for breakfast, then walk around the park. If you do that, then you won’t get a spanking.”
“Uhhh… do I has to wears baby cwothes?”
“You can wear a skirt and a t-shirt. Over your diaper, of course. If you can keep your diaper clean until we are back, you can even switch to training pants. But if you don’t, you will use them without complaint for the rest of the week and be my baby. Agreed?”
Sarah looked at him thoughtfully. This seemed… too good. Was he up to something? However, she was curious, and nodded her agreement.
“Alright then, lets get you cleaned and dressed!” Eric took Sarah to the bathroom where he removed her pajamas and diaper. He sat her in an already full bathtub and cleaned her with soap. Sarah decided that complaint was pointless and let him shampoo her hair as she sucked her pacifier. It was sort of nice to have someone else take care of her. Sort of. When he was done, he dried her off with a thick towel and lay her on the ground.
“Alright sweetie, remember the agreement. If you can keep the diapers clean, you are out of them. If not, you are my baby and will use them willingly. You already agreed, right?” Eric smiled down at her, clearly containing his laughter.
Sarah stared at him in fear. Why was he repeating that? Soon it became obvious. Eric lifted up her legs, and slid a small pill into her backside. This he followed with what felt like a plug. Then he powdered her and lay three thick diapers under her butt. He taped them on one after another.
What was he doing!?! This diaper was far thicker then anything she had been in the day before! And what was that pill! “HEY!” She complained “Whats going on? I thought you said I could going out in big girl clothes!”
“I said you could wear a t-shit and skirt over your diaper. I never said it would be a thin diaper. Oh, and if you want to use it, you will have to ask really nicely.” Sarah glared at him, realizing he wanted her to beg to mess diaper. Well, that certainly wasn’t going to happen.
After diapering her, Eric showed her her outfit for the day. Indeed, it was a shirt and a skirt. However, it in no way resembled something an adult would wear. The t shirt was purple and had pictures of Sesame Street characters on it. It was too small, and barely came down to her waist, leaving her mid rift exposed. Her skirt was even more childish, covered with pink flowers. She noticed that it did little to cover her thick diaper. Her padding visibly bulged, and every time she moved or bent over her diapered state was clearly shown. Anyone who paid any attention at all would notice. Eric finished by tying her hair into pigtails with pink bows.
Eric seemed oblivious to her humiliation this as he picked up a bag, grabbed her by the hand, and lead her out the door. She tried to struggle, but he pulled her forward and she was forced to waddle behind him as the diaper made walking normally impossible. Every step she took the diaper crinkled. She was sure it wasn’t that loud, but to her it was deafening.
Sarah blushed bright red and tried to hide her face as they went down the street. It seemed everyone they passed stared at her and looked down to see her humiliating undergarment. She was certain she heard snickers, and at least a few comments. Eric, however, appeared completely oblivious to this as he walked with her. Some seemed to think she was a child and paid no attention. She was certainly short enough, and with her clothes and hair style there was little to say otherwise.
Soon they arrived at the park, and Eric lead her to a food vendor. “Go on sweetie. Go tell the man what you want and I will pay.” He smacked her diapered bottom loudly to encourage her, causing her to blush. Now THAT definitely attracted stares.
Sarah walked up and ordered an eggs which they scrambled in front of her, Eric got a sand which. Soon the food was placed in front of them. Sarah reached to take hers, but to her surprise Eric knocked her hand away and picked it up himself. He took her by the hand again and led her to a bench. He sat down and patted his knee. He intended her to sit on his lap! IN THE MIDDLE OF THE PARK! There were people watching. She began to pout.
Eric noticed her delaying and grabbed her by the waist to force her down. “There’s a good girl. Now open up!” To her horror, Sarah realized he intended to feed her.
“No please! I can… I can feed myself!” Sarah whispered, trying not to attract attention.
“Are you complaining little girl?” Eric reached into the bag behind him and took out a large, pink pacifier, complete with a string for securing it in her mouth. “I have a way of dealing with that, but you may not like it…”
Sarah shrank back from the pacifier and opened her mouth for the food, allowing him to feed her. As she ate, she became more and more aware of the growing pain in her gut. It must have been that pill he gave her! She had already needed to go, and combined with the suppository (which she realized, with a pout, was probably a laxative) and now the food… it was going to be a long day if she couldn’t use the toilet.
Finally they both finished eating. “Can we go home? Please?” she begged. “I’ll let you spank me! Just take me home!”
“No, we agreed to a walk in the park. If you need to make a mess in your diapers, you’ll have to ask nicely. But remember that will mean being a baby for the rest of the week.”
At this point, Sarah’s embarrassment turned to anger. “NO! I WON’T! You can’t make me, let me go!” she yelled, then blushed as she realized the attention she had just attracted to herself.
“Are you yelling at me little girl? You know what, over my lap. NOW!”
“NO PLEASE!” Sarah pleased as he turned her over his lap. He lifted up her skirt, exposing her diaper completely to the park, and began spanking.SPANK SPANK SPANK! He rained down blows as Sarah struggled uselessly against his arms.
When he was finished, he sat her on his lap again, not bothering to fix her skit. “Now will you be a good girl?” Sarah nodded. “Good. And for the complaining…” Eric took out the pacifier, popped it in her mouth, and tied it behind her head. Sarah blushed in humiliation but let him, not wanting another spanking.
Eric led her through the park, taking an excruciatingly long route to admire various trees and animals he pointed out. “Look sweetie, a bunny!” Sarah feigned interest, desperate to finish so she could get home before messing herself in public. At least the woods of the park were slightly more private. Her diaper was becoming more and more uncomfortable, with the padding trapping all the head of the day and walking around inside. It was soaked with sweat by the time they cleared the woods. Just when she thought they were heading back, Eric turned and led her to a playground. Sarah groaned as she noticed the small children playing on swings and slides, realizing that was what he intended for her.
To confirm her suspicions, Eric sat her in a baby swing over in the sand pit. With her small stature, the swing fit embarrassingly well. It shoved the thickness of her diaper against her, making the feeling of the padding and sweat even more obvious. Eric pushed her back and forth. She had to admit, it was fun, if humiliating. The height of the swing meant that even more people could see her, and she noticed a few kids pointing looking at her. Due to her short stature, she guessed at least a few assumed she was a little kid. She could pass for a five year old, she supposed. As if that was comfort.
With a start she realized the pressure to mess had gotten even worse. The movement of the swing had mixed her stomach around, and by now it was unbearable. She turned to Eric and tried to shout at him, her pacifier turning her efforts into mumbles. “MMMM MMMM MMM!” She said, hoping he would notice.
Eric noticed and stopped the swing, then removed the pacifier from her mouth. “What is it sweetie?” He asked.
“Please. I have to go. I’ll use the diaper even. Please let me mess my diaper!” Sarah said, cheeks turning crimson. She didn’t bother to whisper as she knew he would just make her say it again and spoke loudly. The nearby parents and children turned to look at her in confusion.
“So, you want to be my baby?”
“YES! Please make me your baby!” The other parents again glanced in confusion. “I thought she was at least five!” she heard someone say.
Eric lifted her out of her swing and took off her skirt, again exposing her diaper completely. Sarah didn’t even mind anymore, and cried both tears of joy and humiliation as he reached into her diaper and took out the plug. Immediately her bowels exploded loudly into the seat of her diaper, filling it in seconds. The mushy load settled in her diaper and caked her backside as more and more came out. The smell was horrible, filling her nose instantly, and she noticed at least a few people back away clutching their noses. It was a bizarre feeling, slimy, itchy, and hot. However, it was somehow comforting with its softness and took her back to an earlier age. When she finished, she leaned forward and hugged Eric, looking for comfort. He responded by kissing her cheek and patting her bottom, squishing the mess against her.
“There’s a good baby. Now that wasn’t too bad, was it?”
Sarah shook her head. In fact, it was somewhat… liberating. It was nice to know Eric would take care of her, and she didn’t have to worry about anything anymore.
Eric reached into a bag, removing a pink baby bonnet which he tied over her head. He then handed her a teddy bear which she immediately hugged. On her own, she put the pacifier back in her mouth and began to suckle. It was certainly calming. Perhaps if she played the role well enough, people wouldn’t realize she was really too old for diapers. She no longer felt she was anyway.
“Now lets go home and get my baby changed. Alright?” Eric asked.
“Wes dada” Sarah responded through her pacifier, smiling up at him.
Eric began to walk her back home. They took a direct route and walked quickly, hoping few people would notice the stinky girl waddling in her diapers. However, they inevitably passed dozens who were out around the park. Most of the people they past seemed to assume she was a toddler, and paid little attention. Some wrinkled their nose or told Eric he should change his baby girl. Only a few, some of whom she knew, realized she was an adult, and stared in shock. Sarah didn’t mind anymore.
When they arrived home, Eric lay her on the changing table and removed her diaper. He began to clean her with cold baby wipes. The feeling of the wet tissue against her dirty bottom was incredible, and she moaned in delight. Eric then powdered her down with sweet smelling baby powder and re-diapered her. Sarah sat up, wiggling around in her padding, and reached up towards Eric for a hug. Eric picked her up, one hand around her shoulders and the other pressing her diaper against her.
“Dada?” Sarah said.
“Yes dear?” Eric asked.
“Tank you.”
The End of Loser’s Fate – Chapter Two.
If you want to read more stories about ABDL girls you can find a list here: Diaper Girls – Index