paddedlittleparadise:“Damn, just look at you! Pissing your pants and everything. You&rsqu
paddedlittleparadise:“Damn, just look at you! Pissing your pants and everything. You’ve been such a naughty, naughty girl tonight, haven’t you?”Britney’s voice, muffled by the sheets, slurred back in eager assent. “Yeah… Yeah, such a naughty girl! So- so fucking naughty-” She trailed off, sucked in breath unsteadily, then rambled incoherently on. “You gonna have to spank me, Daddy. Spank me hard- so hard… on my dye- purr…”Steph rolled her eyes and gazed down in trepidation at the drunk woman lolling across her lap. God, this was getting stupidly weird. When she’d first started sharing an apartment with Britney - a cost-saving measure in a time of skyrocketing rent - she’d merely intended to coexist comfortably with her acquaintance. You know, the usual: share the laundry and dishwashing, maybe shop for groceries together, bicker companionably about who was hogging the wifi… Yeah. Normal shit.She hadn’t ever in a million years expected to be spanking her inebriated roommate’s diapered - and visibly soiled - ass at half past midnight on a Saturday night.“Ohh, yeah. So- fucking- wet for you… Daddy…” Britney was clearly drunk yet again. It was a tradition Steph had come to expect. Friday evening would roll around, and she herself would head home to the apartment and curl up with a glass of wine, a pint of Häagen-Dazs, and Netflix. Meanwhile, Britney would be out toasting the town, slamming down shots and trying to hook up with any hunk of warm flesh she could come across, no matter how sleazy… And yet almost invariably, she’d return solo, drunk as a skunk and in dire need of help.All kinds of help… including the sort that was taped around her nether regions right now.For Steph had learned the hard way. Britney usually wanted to cuddle with someone - anyone - after her return, and no amount of coaxing could get her into bed on her own. And when the drunk young woman had inadvertently pissed all over herself and her roommate not once but twice, Steph had raised hell. “For fuck’s sake, you need a diaper if you’re gonna be pissing all over our shit like a fucking baby,” she’d railed the next morning - only to have bleary-eyed Britney take the wind right out of her sails. “Yeah? Well, maybe I’ll get some just to shut you up… bitch!”Yeah. It had actually happened, too - as a sort of joke, of course. But when the medical brief inexpertly taped around her waist had actually saved the furniture (and Steph) from a drunken flood of pee the very next Friday night, they’d both sarcastically agreed that the damn things might actually have a purpose.If only the combination of diapers plus alcohol hadn’t seemed to set loose a rather more kinky side of Britney’s personality.“Fuck me, Daddy,” she slurred now, wriggling in uncoordinated enthusiasm across Steph’s lap and onto the bed. “I’m so dirty- so wet-” As Steph sighed and grudgingly smacked her roommate’s soiled ass once more, she grimaced to hear Britney’s guttural moan of drunken, uninhibited pleasure. “Ohh, yeah… Such a pissy little baby for you, Daddy…”Steph shrugged, then reached for her phone. This was weird as hell, and far more than what she’d bargained for. But she’d be damned if she wasn’t going to play along for a bit - at least until Britney finally passed out. And really… why not film it?For weird as it was, she also had to admit that it was kind of hilarious. Just the sort of thing that might go viral.Image Credit: UKDiaperGirls.comPlease don’t remove my caption or accreditation! If you do, may mice build a nest inside your car. -- source link