princesspottypants

Soft - Part 3

Published: June 22nd 2020, 2:00:03 pm

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Caprice had always assumed Nadia was a push-over, but, after today, she knew the truth. "Nadia, please," she'd sniffled, staring down at her from her perch on the headboard, her eyes firmly fixed on the hairbrush still in her roomie's hands.

All it had taken to make her move was an ominous, "One..." from the other girl.

"I'm coming!" she'd squeaked, like a scared little kid, scrambling down and over to Nadia, hoping that would give her some mercy... It hadn't. The only thing that had stopped the spanking she got - the second of the day - was when her bladder gave in, partway through.

"Caprice!" Nadia had scolded. "Honestly... This is your third accident today! It's almost like you really do need these!"

"I-I don't!" Caprice had insisted, tears streaming down her face as she rubbed her throbbing backside, the Goodnite having given her minimal protection from the hairbrush, although now she was definitely glad she'd had it on. "I-I'm not a little girl!"

"No, you aren't," Nadia had agreed. "Judging by all this, I'd say you're more like a baby."

"Nooo!" Caprice had wailed, kicking her feet helplessly. "I-I'm not a baby!"

But Nadia had deposited her onto the bed, ordering her to stay kneeling there until Justin came back, and, like an obedient child, Caprice had been too scared to disobey. She squirmed, praying she didn't know what he was returning with, that she was mistaken... What else could it be, however? And, after yet another accident, would she really be able to deny that she needed them?

Sure enough, when she heard him walk in, she could also hear a soft crinkling, along with a giggle from Nadia. "They're perfect!" she praised him, followed by a wet smacking that made Caprice's cheeks go pink, certain they were kissing behind her. "Thank you so much... Let me just take care of this, and then we can use my bed for something much more grown-up than what I'm about to do to her."

"Nadia...!" Caprice whimpered, finally working up the courage to turn around.

In an instant, she lost it again, as Nadia snapped, "Caprice!" in return, the smaller girl squeaking, spinning her head back away from the other two. "I don't know what I'm going to do with you... You are such a naughty little piddle-pants..."

"No, I'm not!" Caprice pouted, gasping at the sensation of Nadia giving her Goodnites a squeeze.

"Three times," her roommate reminded her. "Three times since Justin came over alone."

And Caprice couldn't even deny it. She had, indeed, done that... "B-But..." she sputtered, struggling to think of another argument, something else to get her out of this, coming up empty-handed.

"These are long over-due," Nadia held up the package of diapers. "I should have had you in these a long time ago..."

"I'll give you two some privacy," Justin offered, slipping out of the room, while Caprice gaped at the diapers, eyes widening.

"Th-Those are... b-baby diapers..." she gulped. She'd seen plenty of actual toddlers wearing those... There was no way they could fit her! It should have been a comfort, though the fact that Justin had bought them for her, thinking they would, kept them from doing that.

"And what are you?" Nadia asked, spreading out a changing pad onto the bed. "Those Goodnites you've been wetting all afternoon are for kids, too, and I've seen more than one get promoted right from these," she squeezed the pack of Pampers, "into those."

Caprice really hoped she was lying, or exaggerating, that she'd be spared that one humiliating, at least... She let Nadia guide her onto the changing pad, get the soggy Goodnite off her, wipe her down with some chilly baby wipes. She gasped when the girl finally extracted one diaper from the package, however, stomach churning as she saw how large the biggest size really was.

"N-Nadia," she wriggled. "Y-You don't hafta..." Her roomie lifted her up by the ankles, like a real baby, slid the baby diaper under her... It was so thick, and soft, like a cloud under her bottom... It was almost hard to be mad about it, until she felt it being pulled up between her legs, spreading her thighs involuntarily, heard the crinkling of plastic... "No, Nadia!" she whined.

But, by then, it was already done. Nadia was an expert at this, at dealing with fussy toddlers, and Caprice had been no more difficult than one of them. She swallowed, sitting up, staring down at herself, eyes watering. Nadia had been right... They fit her perfectly, like she was nothing more than a baby... 

"Now, come on," Nadia held out her hand, Caprice feeling too tiny and helpless to resist taking it, toddling along beside her, out the door, where Justin was waiting. Caprice buried her head in Nadia's side - although, of course, he already knew who she was, and was getting a good view of how much those diapers suited her.

She was taken to her bedroom, tucked into bed, Justin watching from the doorway with a smirk. "Night-night, Caprice," Nadia kissed her on the forehead. "We'll try again tomorrow, and see if you can behave a little better then... Until now, you are not to leave this bed, do you understand?"

"Y-Yes, ma'am," Caprice answered quietly.

"Good girl," Nadia smiled, leaning in and whispering, "I'm going to be much too busy in my own bed to deal with you."

Caprice shivered, blushed, as Nadia strutted away. She thought that would be it, that she would be alone, in her bed, the rest of the afternoon, and evening, and night, put to bed far too early for her to even hope not to have to use her diaper before she was allowed out the next morning. To her surprise, Justin came in, however, instead of following Nadia.

Caprice burrowed under her covers, glad they were there to hide her diaper, though he'd already seen her in them, had bought them... "Goodnight," he told her, patting her on the head. "I bought you another little gift while I was out getting your Pampers." Her eyes lit up a bit, unsure what to expect, but letting herself hope it was something good, that it was some sign that, despite all this, he felt sorry for her, might be sympathetic towards her plight...

"There," he smiled, slipping an oversized, pink pacifier into her mouth. "Oh, good, it does suit you! I wasn't sure pink was your color, but... Well, I didn't expect any of this." He chuckled, giving her diaper a pat through the blankets, confirming he hadn't somehow forgotten about them. "This definitely suits you more than that tough girl act you put on at work." 

That was, obviously, the whole point of this... But she'd never wanted, or expected, it to go this far. "Sweet dreams, Caprice." He walked away, leaving her there, sucking away at her pacifier, wondering how long she'd be able to last before she wet herself for the fourth time that day.