paddedlittleparadise: “Aww, what a sweet little thing!” Mona cooed, thrusting the bottle nipple deep
paddedlittleparadise: “Aww, what a sweet little thing!” Mona cooed, thrusting the bottle nipple deeper between Rose’s reluctantly parting lips. “I know you must be aching for this, aren’t you? Just longing for your Mommy dearest to force this entire big bottle of special formula into her little baby’s belly?” Rose gulped - both in trepidation and to avoid choking on the sickening taste of the “formula” that was flowing all too quickly into her mouth. Oh, how different all this was from what she’d fantasized…She’d never wanted anyone at the office to know her kinky little quirks. Not even her girlfriends knew about her infantile side, let alone coworkers - so though in the deepest reaches of her fantasies the face of that bold, assertive IT specialist named Mona might have occasionally appeared, she’d had absolutely no intention of ever even hinting about her kinky side to any of her associates. She’d worn Goodnites to work once, but the crinkle, subtle as it was, had been enough to set her paranoid nerves on edge for days.Since then she’d been discreet - or at least, she thought she’d been. That is, until she’d accidentally texted a link to her private Tumblr to Mona, of all people. God, she’d never forget that feeling - that sickening lurch in her stomach when she saw Mona respond with a “WTF?”. Oh, she’d tried to patch it up, say it was a joke, something stupid she’d seen online…but Mona was far too sharp. “Something tells me you’re actually kind of into that sort of thing,” she’d grinned in the cafeteria the next day. “You wouldn’t devote an entire blog to it otherwise, duh. So…” she’d smirked, toying with her latte. “I’m sure you’d hate for news of your little, ahem, habits to get out, wouldn’t you?”The long and short of it was that Mona, who’d always seemed like a bit of a bitch before, had let Rose know in no uncertain terms that if her silence was to be bought, the price would be participating in the kinky fun that Rose had so nicely outlined in her blog. In other words, she was going to be Rose’s Mommy Domme. Whether Rose said she wanted it or not didn’t matter to Mona; clearly she did, and Mona - who indeed always had her own deviously kinky streak - thought it would be fantastic fun.“Look how sweet and pathetic you look, you big baby,” she exclaimed now in satisfaction, surveying Rose’s kneeling, humiliated figure. She’d just got done dressing the poor girl in double-thick and double-boostered Princess diapers, babyish tights, and the most infantile pink baby dress imaginable. And of course, all that was after she’d slipped three whole suppositories up Rose’s bum.“Such an absolute baby! I’d say you’re far too big to still be in diapers, honey… But then again, it’s exactly what you’ve been begging for, isn’t it? You’ve been fantasizing and posting online about how hot it would be for a Mommy to force you into diapers… So that’s precisely what you get! Besides, honey, only big girls who keep their panties nice and dry and clean are allowed to graduate out of diapers. And somehow, I really don’t think you’re going to be able to keep those diapers clean, are you?”As the burning deep within Rose’s bottom intensified, she blinked back a few tears - and gulped again at her formula. She had no idea what Mona had slipped into her bottle this time, but based on past experiences, it was only likely to make her bladder and bowel control even more…problematic. But what could she do? She couldn’t let Mona expose her in front of her supervisor, her coworkers, the CEO…right?She gulped again, feeling the now-uncontrollable spasms in her sphincter leaking the first messy drops into the seat of her pillowy diaper. Some fantasy this was turning out to be! Careful what you wish for, she mused as her gut cramped in pain once more. You just…might…get it. Image Credit: ABDreams.comPlease keep my caption if reblogging; as long as you do, may all those pesky dust bunnies under your furniture magically disappear. -- source link