Self Control

Hayley gasped and moaned loudly as she humped her stuffed animals in her loaded nappy.

Her boyfriend-turned-Daddy watched from a few feet away, enjoying what had become of his once dignified and sophisticated girlfriend. From the moment he’d met her, she’d always been so respectable, so elegant and classy with her stylish clothes and subtle sexuality. Now she was grinding desperately against her favourite stuffed unicorn in nothing but a heavy soiled diaper, moaning like a pornstar and looking utterly ridiculous.

It hadn’t even been difficult, he mused. Just a little bit of orgasm denial, and all her dignity had disappeared. It seemed like any woman, no matter how strong and independent, could be turned into a snivelling, pants-pooping rugrat if you took away their orgasms for long enough.

Hayley was dimly aware of her boyfriend smirking down at her, but although intense shame coursed through her body, it was as though a fog had rolled over her mind. It had been over three months since Daddy had last let her have an orgasm, and she was willing to do anything to cum. Her face burned with humiliation, but she couldn’t stop herself from grinding her needy pussy against the sodden, pissy-wet padding of her adult nappy. The disgusting mess in the back squished against her bottom, making her feel sickened, but the pleasure was just too much to stop.

There was movement near her. She glanced up and saw Daddy walking over to her diaper pail. What was he doing? But there was a jolt of pleasure from her clit, and she bowed over Mr Unicorn, groaning and thrusting against him even harder. She felt footsteps again, and Daddy dropped something right in front of her face. It was one of her yucky, rolled-up, dirtied nappies from earlier that day. Hayley didn’t slow her grinding, but she wrinkled her nose and looked up at him, confused and disgusted.

“Just a reminder of what a little stinker you are,” he said mockingly.

Hayley moaned, half in shame and half in pleasure as she continued to thrust herself needily against the stuffed animals beneath her. She felt so stupid.

He smacked her painfully on her bottom and she almost came.

“Please!” she gasped, looking up at him pleadingly. “I want… want to have sex!”

“You are having sex, sweetie,” he said patronisingly. “This is what sex is to you now. Humping your stuffies in a used nappy.”

She whimpered and felt tears welling up in her eyes, but didn’t stop humping. “No!” she whined. “I want… I want… I want to have sex with you!”

Her Daddy just chuckled. “Silly baby, adults don’t have sex with stupid, overgrown babies who can’t even keep their pants clean!”

Hayley let out a wail that turned into a moan almost instantly. “But you… You made me like this! You made me… You made me…” She couldn’t get the words out between her gasps.

“It’s okay, sweetie,” her boyfriend interrupted. “I know ‘incontinent’ is a big word for such a silly little girl.”

Hayley whined in displeasure. “Not inco… Not incontinent!”

Her Daddy laughed again. “If you’re not now, you will be very soon. I’d say you have about as much control as a three-year-old, Hayley. I know you can’t control your wee-wees anymore, sweetie.”

Hayley didn’t think it was possible for her to turn any more red. But he was right. She often couldn’t even tell when she’d peed herself anymore. And her control over her messes was deteriorating rapidly. She remembered the shame of having to quit her job after having so many embarrassing accidents in her pants – she’d tried to put her foot down then, to tell Daddy that she wouldn’t let him turn her into a baby anymore, but he’d just tugged her over his knee and spanked her into submission.

There was a powerful jolt of pleasure in her pussy, and Hayley started to hump Mr Unicorn even faster.

She glanced up to see her boyfriend crouching down next to her, looking straight into her eyes. “If you stop now,” he said seriously, “I’ll let you out of nappies.” Hayley gazed at him with her mouth agape. “But if you cum tonight,” he continued, “I’ll make sure you never use a toilet again.”

Hayley stared into his face. She thought longingly about getting out of nappies at last, of being treated like an adult again. And she thought about the alternative, a lifetime of going potty in her pants like an oversized baby. Then she sobbed. She couldn’t stop! She needed to cum! With three final, desperate humps, Hayley orgasmed in her dirty diaper.

“No…” she whimpered softly, slumping over her stuffed animals, panting as though she’d just run a Marathon. She felt Daddy’s hand stroking her hair and patting her bottom softly.

“Good girl,” he cooed, and she could hear the satisfied smile in his voice. “Good choice, little one.”

“No, wait!” Hayley whined, tears trickling down her cheeks. “I didn’t mean it! I was just… I couldn’t… I was horny! I wasn’t thinking clearly!”

“And that lack of self-control is exactly why you need to spend the rest of your life in nappies,” Daddy said firmly, scooping her up into his arms and carrying her over to her crib while she fussed and cried weakly. “Now, it’s bedtime for girls who are too little for potties.” He brushed her cheek gently and grinned down at her. “Daddy will change you in the morning.”

Hayley cried as her boyfriend set her down in her crib to spend the rest of the night in her soggy, stinky nappy, knowing she’d be spending the rest of her life in them too.