Hannah and Kelly return with an adult baby diaper, changing supplies, plastic panties and a vial.
“Open up sweetie,” Kelly ordered, pouring the fluid from the vial down your throat. It tasted both bitter and sugary as you swallowed it, not wanting to be shocked.
“Hannah, I’ve given him— her, sorry, the drugs. Get those diapers on her before it kicks in and she becomes incontinent!” Kelly urged Hannah.
With that, Hannah lifted your legs, sliding a pink crinkly diaper under them and fastening it. She then cut a slit in the bottom of the crinkling plastic and put another diaper on me, and repeated. Now with three diapers on, I knew I wouldn’t be able to walk without waddling and crinkling enough to wake everyone in a ten mile radius. Kelly slid a hot pink pair of plastic panties over the diapers and patted the front, sending vibrations to my groin.
“We don’t want our little baby girl to leak, do we?” She asked me. I shook my head no in response, tears nearly welling up in my eyes.
“Almost forgot...” said Hannah, wrapping a chain around my waist and through little loops in the waist of the plastic panties, licking it at the end. “We can’t let baby girls be taking off their messy diapers either.”
Messy? They didn’t really expect you to use the diapers, did they? Just as you thought that, you remembered the vial, and what Kelly said about it. They didn’t just expect you to use them, they made sure of it.
As that realization finally sank in, you could feel something sneaking out of your asshole. You tried your hardest to close your anus, but your muscles there wouldn’t move. You could only lie there on your back in horror, as the three girls watched you mess your diapers like the little baby they were dressing you up to be. The mush pushed itself downwards into the bottom of your diaper, forming a bludgeon that could be seen through all of the layers.
“Awww, did the little sissy poop her diapers? Thank goodness we didn’t let you wear panties,” Claire taunted, bending down and shoving a pacifier between your lips. She picked you up with ease and placed you on her lap, Dispute you being at least six inches taller than her. As you were lowered onto her knee, your mess was smooshed around your bottom and crotch, surely her main intent. She began to bounce you up and down on her knee, your mess smearing itself all over you, mixing with the subtle dribbles of pee you couldn’t avoid. Tears definitely began to manifest in your eyes.
Then, Ashley and Lily return with...