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Your New Babysitters (Part 6)
🕑 Added 2017-06-14 18:47:03 +0000 UTCGabriella came back to the living room with a diaper in her hand, still wearing her wet Goodnites from the contest your babysitters had you two participating in.
Briana and Kelly, your babysitters had asked you and Gabby to pee in your Pull-Ups. Since Gabby won and peed herself first, she had the ‘’privilege’’ of being changed to a dry diaper.
She looked embarrassed as she carried the thick brief, but not as much as you were for losing the contest. The consequence: You would have to put Gabby’s wet Pull-Up on, on top of the 2 pairs of Goodnites you were already wearing. Not to mention the first one you wore was already wet and the contest had made you drink a lot of fluids as well.
You watched he cute brown haired, freckled girl shamefully walk over to Kelly in complete silence. You could hear her Pull-Ups squishing between her legs as she did. She handed the folded diaper to your babysitter and waited to be told what to do.
Kelly smirked as she grabbed her charge’s puffy pink diaper. Without uttering a single word, she reached under Gabriella’s sundress and slid down her soaked Goodnites, making sure not to rip the sides as she did. When she had removed the damp garment, she looked at you with a twinkle in her eye and threw the used Pull-Up your way.
The flowers-covered bedwetting pants plopped on the floor in front of you. You looked at them in disbelief. The padding was now saturated in urine and turned darker.
Kelly: Put in on, diaper boy. With the amount of liquid you just drank, I reckon you’re gonna need it. All 3 of them most likely!
Briana: Quick, while they’re still warm.
Gabby turned her head to look away. You couldn’t tell if she felt bad for you, or was simply disgusted by what you were about to do.
You should’ve fought it. You should’ve refused. This was enough, your parents would never subsribe to that type of cruel discipline, no matter how much they were mad at you. But you couldn’t. Deep down... you kind of liked the way they were treating you. It turned you on. You wanted to be humiliated, to be toyed with. They could’ve asked you to put on the whole pack of diapers one on top of the other and you would’ve obeyed.
However this time was different, Gabriella was there. You didn’t want to look like a sissy boy in front of her. You had to at least give the impression that you weren’t aroused by the whole thing. You had to protest, if only for saving face.
You: Come on guys... I can’t wear that. She wore it... she used it.
You weren’t very convincing, but Briana seemed interested in what you had to say. She smiled at you, the got up the couch, circling around you like a wolf waiting to devour her prey.
Briana: Did you hear that Kelly? Siss doesn’t want to wear her Pull-Ups anymore. What, are they too girly? Is that it? Here you are, sitting on the floor in not one, but two pairs of girly little Pull-Ups and you’re complainging about wearing hers? You don’t want to wear something that Gabby wore... That’s interesting. Because now you’re not only gonna wear her wet Pull-Ups. I want you to put on her dress, too.
Gabby: WHAT?!
She was the first one to protest. Even before you were able to speak up.
Gabby: I’m not getting naked for your twisted pleasure.
Briana: Calm down Gabby, we’ll give you something else to wear, geez. No the real deal is our sissy right here. Soft and weak. He’s already pissed his little girl Pull-Ups, I want to see him wear dress too.
Kelly stepped up and grabbed Gabriella’s hand, leading her away from you and Briana.
Kelly: Come on babygirl, time to change your diaper. We’ll go in Jordy’s room for privacy.
When they left, Briana got closer to you, kneeled on the floor in front of you. Her long legs to the side, under her tiny shorts. She looked at you in the eye.
Briana: I can tell you like this Jordy. More then you’ll want to admit it. It’s okay... I like it too. It’ll be our little secret. We can tell Gabriella you fought me for it if you want, but in the end, I know you’ll put it on. You want to be a good little girl for me, don’t you Jordy?
You didn’t know how to answer that. You didn’t want to give it away, but in your heart you knew she was right. You wanted this.
She understood your silence perfectly and shook her head. She picked up the wet Goodnite on the floor and lift it up, exhbiting no disgust whatsoever at it’s wetness, treating it like a dry pair of disposable training pants.
As if given a signal, you both got up and you put your two feet in the damp trainer’s holes as she slid it up, over the 2 Goodnites you already had on. You couldn’t even feel Gabby’s pee in it, it was shielded by the other layers.
You did, however, feel it’s squishiness when Briana slapped your triple-diapered butt as a way to conclude the humiliating process she had just led you through.
The thickness between your legs was now up another level and your thighs were permantently seperated. Goodnites might have been made for teenagers, but three of them together sure felt like they were one big baby diaper.
Kelly came back to the living room carrying a blue sundress. Gabriella followed her reluctantely, wearing your old Spider-man t-shirt over a thick, pink princess diaper. At first she was staring at her feet again, but when she got a quick glimpse at you and noticed you were now wearing the pair of Goodnites that she had peed in, she realized you probably had it worse then her.
Briana: You guys are right on time. I just finished convincing our little sissy that she’d better behave because she knows what’s gonna happen otherwise. Am I right sissy?
You: ...Y....Yes.
Briana: Fantastic. Now arms up, let’s get that cute little dress on your diapered butt.
