subndiapers: After discovering yet another accident on the couch, Phoebe’s roommates were tire
subndiapers: After discovering yet another accident on the couch, Phoebe’s roommates were tired of it so they replaced all of her panties with diapers. The next morning they were greeted with a quite angry Phoebe. “Maddie! Allison!” Phoebe screamed from her room, the door barely cracked enough to poke her head out. “Yes,” Allison asked as she walked towards Phobe’s room, already sure of the question. “Why… the fuck,” Phoebe screamed, “are diapers where my panties used to be?!” “Well,” Allison began, “you had another accident last night. You have basically ruined our couch and we can’t keep cleaning it. So Maddie and I figured it was best to just… nip the problem at its source.” “… By diapering me?!” Phoebe asked, shocked. “Well, yeah. How else would we fix it? Have you put one on yet? We didn’t want to disturb you too much by undressing you last night so your wet panties are probably pretty disgusting now.” “No. And I won’t. Give me my panties back. Now,” Phoebe demanded.“Don’t worry, you’ll get them back after you prove you can control yourself. Just put a diaper on, it won’t hurt you. You might like it…” Allison continued, trying to calm Phoebe. “Fuck you,” Phoebe screamed, trying to slam the door. Allison managed to push back against the door before she managed to slam it completely shut. “Put a diaper on before you piss on the floor and cause us to lose more of our security deposit.” “NO,” Phoebe yelled, pushing harder against the door. Allison managed to push her way into Phoebe’s room and corner her. By now Maddie had arrived at the room and was peeking into the room. “Need any help,” Maddie asked. “Yes, our little baby roommate refuses to wear her diapers,” Allison said sneering at Phoebe. “Can you guard the door while I take care of her?”Allison eventually managed to wrestle Phoebe into submission and gave her a few solid whacks to her bottom. “Are you going to do as you are told or do you need more?” “Fuck you.” “Baby has a mouth, doesn’t she.” Allison continued to spank Phoebe over her lap until Phoebe’s butt was bright red and she was crying. “Going to do what you are told now,” Allison asked. Phobe meekishly nodded her head. “Good girl. Stay here,” Allison rolled her off her lap and onto the bed. Allison came back with a thick white diaper, she lifted Phoebe up and slid the diaper under her then taped the diaper up.“Good to go,” Allison declared, helping Phoebe off the bed. “So… all I have to do is not have any accidents in my diaper and then I get my panties back,” Phoebe asked. “Yep, one week then you’ll get them back.”The first day was easy, she had a few trickles but nothing that was super obvious to her roommates. When Phoebe woke up, she was dry, Phoebe thought she was going to make it. By that afternoon, Phoebe had soaked her diaper without even realizing it. At her hourly diaper check, Maddie chided her for her loss of control and told her that it would be an additional week. It didn’t get better from there. Phoebe continued to wet herself uncontrollably and her diaper changes had to be every half-hour so that she wouldn’t leak. By the fourth day, Allison walked in on Phoebe squatted down in the middle of the living room. “You aren’t,” Allison screamed. “I can’t help it,” Phoebe cried, “I tried to make it but it came too fast… and I just… kind of figured why not.”“What the fuck,” Allison exclaimed, “You’re fucking done. No more big girl clothes. Maddie! We need to get way more diapers and light a fire so we can burn little Phoebe’s big girl clothes.” Allison lifted Phoebe up and carried her into the living room, placing her on a strategically placed towel in front of the fireplace. You could hear the squish as she was placed down on her bottom, Phoebe without a care in the world. “What happened to you? You aren’t even disgusted by using your diaper like that,” Maddie asked, waiting for Allison to return with Phoebe’s belongings. “I dunno. I guess I just figured I’d never get out so why bother.” Allison returned with a large garbage bag full of Phoebe’s clothes, tossing them into the fire one-by-one as Phoebe watched. “You won’t be needing these anymore, we already texted your parents and told all your friends about your little predicament. Your parents seemed happy about this new arrangement and promised they would be over shortly with new clothes and furniture for you. Maddie and I are going to be your new Mommies. Oh, and Maddie, make sure to pick up more diuretics and laxatives when you get more diapers, I think Phoebe has a few more weeks before she can do it on her own.” -- source link