They were halfway home when Jen’s mother Alexandra noticed her daughter’s leakage. She let out a string of profanity as she slammed down on the accelerator in a mad bid to rush home before Jen’s fluids completely ruined the leather upholstery of her brand new SUV.
Alexandra had blown several stop signs and illegally passed half a dozen other motorists when her eye caught the flashing of red and blue lights in the rear view mirror. Alexandra let out another string of profanity as she pulled over. “Great! This is the last thing I need right now.” Alexandra thought as she waited for the cop to walk over. The seconds seemed to drag on as the police officer slowly made her way over from her squad car.
“Do you know why I pulled you over miss?” The policewoman asked. “No officer I don’t” Alexandra lied. “Well I clocked you going twenty over the limit. You know that’s reckless driving.” The officer stated sternly. The whole time Alexandra was getting lectured her anxiety was building as her daughter’s juices had pooled up on the leather seats and fully soaked the carpet. “Please officer my daughter here is special needs and I absolutely need to get her diapers changed.”
Jennifer had over heard he mother. “Special needs? I’m not special needs. Why did mom say I was special needs?” Jennifer’s head tingled for a brief moment before deciding to let her mother’s comment not bother her after all she had a very stressful day and she just wanted to get home. Jen squirmed in her wet seat while she waited for the police officer to finish writing her mother a ticket.
The rest of the ride home was uneventful. After ten minutes they finally pulled into their driveway. Jen stepped out of car, the tingling sensation had returned this time a little stronger. Jen waddled up the driveway in her heavy sagging diapers leaving a trail of milk and cum. When she reached the front door she turned around to wait for her mother with the keys, Jen was taken aback to see in the place where her mother’s brand new SUV once was, there was now a old rundown minivan.
“Piece of junk!” Alexandra shouted, as she kicked the tire of the now useless vehicle. Alexandra stormed up the steps to her house “If only that cop didn’t pull her over she would have made it home without completely ruining her car.” She thought, “We can’t afford to keep buying vehicles when our daughter keeps having accidents. Her special order diapers along cost an arm and a leg.”
Once inside, the first thing Alexandra did was place her daughter on a makeshift changing station in the living room. Jen was beet red with embarrassment as her mother stripped her, lifted her legs above her head and applied some baby power to her breasts and pussy. There was a flash of light as Alexandra was finishing placing the last diaper on Jennifer. Jen’s twin sister Courtney had just taken a picture of her “older” sister.
“Oh yeah that’s going on my blog!” Courtney stated enjoying every minute of her sister’s humiliation. “Stop! No don’t! Mom don’t let Courtney post that picture of me!” Jennifer screamed in a desperate attempt to maintain the last shreds of dignity she still had. “Courtney! You leave your sister alone! She has been through enough already and I don’t need you making things worse.” Alexandra said unleashing all of the day’s frustration on her daughter. “Fine...I won’t upload THAT photo” Courtney said while heavily emphasizing that she had plenty of other photos of her sister. Courtney left the room already bored of messing with her sister.
When Alexandra was done she helped Jennifer up to her feet. “Now why don’t you go up to your room and play with your toys until dinner is ready.” As Jennifer was walking out the room towards the stairs her mother gave her a gentle swat to the butt and blew her a kiss.
“This can’t be happening...this can’t be happening...” Jennifer repeated over and over to herself as she made he way up the stairs. Each step her diapers would rub her sensitive areas sending strong pleasurable sensations to her brain. By the time she was at her bedroom door her loins were alight with pleasure, and her juices were beginning to flow again.
As Jen’s hand touched the doorknob she felt another tingling sensation.