My Daddy

It had all been too easy. It had been easy seducing that gross Principal who had been slobbering over my body since he crowned me Homecoming Queen. It was so easy to get him to invite me to his house when his wife went out one night. After I gave him the night of his life, he fell asleep like a log and it was all so easy to take the Master Key to the School and scamper off. With the Master Key, it was a cinch to open the gates, sneak into the Main Building and get into the Administration Office. It was so easy to switch the results of my own tests and assignments with the best student in the Grade. And all the night before the results were being sent to the Office of Education.

I couldn't help but glow the next day, no one suspected a thing and life continued as normal. The Principal found his key on his desk the next morning, making him wonder how he could have made such a foolish mistake. The Admin posted the grades without so much as a suspicious glance. It had been so easy...

So what if I was ruining another girl's future, she was always such a stuck-up, smart bitch to me, she deserves to end up as a Secretary or whatever. Me, I was going to get better marks than I could ever imagine earning myself. With them I was going to study Media & Journalism at Harvard. With my looks, my Harvard credentials and my 'anything-it-takes' attitude, I know I can get a job on television as a Newsreader. It was the perfect job; all I would have to do was look pretty and read from a screen and I would earn all the money and respect I would ever need. It is going to be perfect! And all I had to do was switch these results, and the final batch in three months time, and I will be well on my way to making my dreams come true. I can't wait!!



Part One: Baby Steps

Chapter One:

"I know what you did." was what the fat, greasy nerd waiting by my locker whispered into my ear that sent chills of fear down my spine.
"What are you talking about?"
"C'mon, you know what you did, don't play coy." He gave me a knowing look, and I felt my stomach tie itself in to a knot. "We'll meet in Room 14 during the lunch break and talk about it. Okay, sweetie?"
Did he just call me Sweetie? "Ahh, yeah, that's fine." I said, just standing there shocked.
"Good. See you then." He leant in, planting a wet kiss on my cheek before turning and leaving, his fat body lumbering down the halls. I could not believe this gross nerd had the audacity to kiss his Homecoming Queen, especially in the crowded school corridors. But I just stood there, my mouth slightly open, shocked and scared.

My world was falling apart. Inside my stomach was doing back flips and I felt like I was going to faint. He knew what I had done! This ruins everything!

I just had to think calmly for a second. He clearly doesn't want to get me in trouble, why would he want to talk to me about it? And he is a guy, and I know what every guy wants from me. My long blonde hair, blue eyes, golden skin, pouty, full lips and large breasts despite my small frame and height, I was a horny teenage guy's dream. I wonder if I have enough time to drive back home and dress in some sexy lingerie before lunch break? Maybe if I do this guy a few times I might be able to get away with this; my dream is still alive!

"Hey, Queenie! What's up, Sugarcakes!?" I spin around to see my two best friends and groupies, Rachel and Kate, walking towards me in their neat cheerleader uniforms.
"Hi, girlfriends!"
"We were just talking to some of the girls from Home Ec, and they say they're all going to vote for you for Prom Queen!"
"I'm just sure you're going to win!!"

We all squealed and hugged, and for a moment, the idea of becoming prom Queen filled me with excitement. Becoming Homecoming Queen was one of the best nights of my life and there was almost nothing I want to do more than win Prom Queen. I had sent my friends conspiring around the school to make sure it happened. I even made sure they started calling me 'Queenie'. But on this particular afternoon, it was only a nuisance, I had much more troubling things on my mind. Like my whole future!

"That's great news! Good work, ladies. Sorry, I'm really busy and I have to run!"I said, trying to get away from my friends. As I am about to turn to walk away, I feel two big meaty hands grab me around my small waist, pick me up and spin me around. It was my meathead boyfriend and Quarterback of the football team, John.
"Hey, babe!" he says, planting a kiss on my lips, his tongue forcing its way into my mouth. I give a tiny muffled squeal, and squirm in his big hands.
"Put me down!"
"Okay." he says, carefully placing my high heels back on the linoleum of the school corridors. "I thought we could go to the park across for lunch. Maybe....you know." he gives me a not-so subtle wink, and I knew this horndog only has one thing on his mind.
"Sorry, John, not today. I am, ahh, I am very busy."
"Busy with wha-"
I look at my watch and make a surprised face. "Damn, look at the time. Got to go!" I spin around quickly, keen to not get caught in a conversation and have to answer questions like why me, the laziest student at the school was all of a sudden very busy with school stuff. And why I had a look of near-panic behind my eyes. I walked down the halls as fast I can, making sure not to turn around and see the quizzical faces of my friends.



I never went to class before lunch. Instead, I just wandered around the school hallways, thinking terrifying, awful thoughts about how this greasy ******* is ruining my life. Awful thoughts like how I am going to seduce him so he will soon be under my control. Still, being seen with this guy was embarrassing enough, I just pray it doesn't come out that I will be fucking this fat, ugly thing.

Before I knew it, I hear the bell for lunch and I walk to the room the nerd told me to go to, absolutely terrified as to what was about to happen. I hesitantly walked into the classroom, empty except for the fat, greasy nerd in a beat-up, faded t-shirt and ill-fitting jeans. His face was pale, greasy and had a few pimples. His black hair was longish, oily and barely looked barely brushed. It made quite the contrast to my tight, designer jeans, my stylish, body-hugging singlet, expensive high heels and immaculate hair and make-up that I spent an hour fixing this morning.

"Hello, Ashley."
"Hey. Of course you know my name, I have no idea's what yours is."
"It's Adam, but you won't be using that title for too much longer. How are you today?"
"I was great until I talked to you." He laughs at this.
"Of course, you'd almost gotten away with it."
"Okay, what are you accusing me of? What do you think I did exactly?"
"You changed your grades with Sarah White the night before the results were sent to the Office of Education. Is that enough?"
"P-p- prove it." I said, my lip starting to stammer in raw fear, as I tried to seem cool and in control.
"It might be easier if I tell you the whole story. I happened to be on the school grounds last week. My family doesn't have a lot of money, we don't have a PC or the internet. But the school does. I've been sneaking in and using the computers at night. I happened to be here the night you broke into the Administration Office . I saw an opportunity. I hacked into the school and Office of Education's networks and noticed your marks had changed dramatically. I bet you didn't even think that our school has its own digital copy for security sakes." I gasped in fear, I hadn't! "It's okay, I took the liberty of fixing the school records for you, so your plan will be a success."
"Oh, thank you, thank you!" I was so relieved for a moment, but as the feeling left, the questions began to arise. "But why did you do that?"
"Because I also have a dream." With that, he put a CD on one of the desks in the classroom. "I've recorded everything; your marks before and after, so to speak. If you have any doubts about any of my story, please, I encourage you to look at the contents of the CD."
"But- but-"
"So, I have a very simple proposition, Ashley. You do everything I ask until the end of the school year and I won't show this to anyone. I will even help you cheat again when the time comes. If you don't do what I tell you, I will show this to the Principal and you will be expelled from the school."
"But- but- "

He knew. He knew everything! And he could prove it! My dreams were now literally in this fat, greasy nerds hands. I would do anything he said to make my dream stay alive, to make my perfect future happen. I knew it. And there was only one way that was going to happen. I knew what my answer had to be, no matter how degrading it could end up.

"Okay, okay." I take a deep breath, dreading what I was about to say. "I will do anything you want."

The fat nerd laughs heartily at this, a big smile on his face. "Good, because my dream is to have my own special Baby Girl!"





Chapter 2:

The words fell on me like a ton of bricks. I'm not sure what the greasy nerd meant exactly, but it didn't sound good or normal. "Wha- what are you talking about?"
"No more questions, Buttercup. Your first command; from now on, you will always call me Daddy."
"O-okay." I said dumbly.
"Secondly, I want you to wet yourself. Right here and now."
"What!?!"
"I want you to wet yourself, sweetheart, in your jeans. I bought a bottle of water and some diuretics if you don't need to go right now."
"You can't be serious?"
"I am deadly serious, Ashley. Tell me, what school did you plan on going to when you cheated?"
"Ha- Harvard."
"...and do you still want to go?" Adam said, his fat fingers holding up the CD that held my demise.
"Yes. Of course." I said, defeated. I noticed the nerd looking up at me expectantly. "Of course, Da- Daddy." I said, managing to choke the word out eventually.
"So what do you think you should be doing for Daddy?"
"Wetting myself?"
"That's right, Buttercup." he said just like a mother would say to their toddler.
I felt my cheeks redden with embarrassment as I seriously consider following the command. "Gawd, okay, give me the bottle of water."

The bottle he handed me was not a normal drinking bottle, but a slightly oversized baby bottle with pictures of cute clowns on the side and a rubber teat on the top.

"Seriously? You want me to drink from that?" I could feel myself panicking, and I knew I had to get this situation under control. I began massaging my breast with one of my hands, letting the pleasant feeling roll through my body, and I give a sexy look and I say in a lusty voice, "Because, you know, I can think of a lot more fun games to play..."
Adam just laughed at this. "Sweetie, I've planning this for a long time, I think I know what I want from you, and that is to be the most darling baby in the whole wide world. Now please drink from your bottle."
His response scared me, as he so easily resisted my feminine charms that had bested so many men in the past. I reached out to his crotch and began massaging his cock through his pants. "Oh, I don't know if you've thought about it enough..." I say, running my tongue over my painted pink lips, doing my best impersonation of a cheap whore.
"That's it, Ashley, you are being a very bad baby!"

With this, he grabs my hand rubbing his crotch, surprising me with his strength, and with it pulls me over his lap. He holds my arm down, and repositions my small body with his other hand, so my ass is sitting high on his knee. At the last second I realize what position I am in and I turn my head to protest. I turn to see a big, open hand coming down on my rounded ass making me yelp in pain. I am being spanked!

"I told you to be a good baby, I told you to do everything Daddy says! And did you listen? Nooo...." Adam says as he begins to bring down a tirade of smacks on my ass.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'll do everything you say from now on!" I squeal, as I begin to kick my legs in the air as the spanking starts to become very painful.
"I don't know, you've already told me you would do anything and then you disobeyed..."
"I promise! IOww! I promise! Oww!" I said, not able to stop myself from yelping as the spanking continued.
"Okay, I'll give you a chance." Adam finally stops spanking me, grabbing me under my armpits and lifting me back to my feet with ease. "I want you to start drinking from your bottle, drop your jeans to the floor and get back over my lap. When you are ready to wet yourself the spanking will stop."
"Aww... But- but-" I squirm on the spot, blushing and not knowing what to do. Adam just gives me a stern look, and I feel the stinging pain on my butt cheeks.
"Unless you're ready to wet now?"
"B-but, I-I don't need to go now, Da-Daddy."
"Well, you better follow my orders. You do want to go to Harvard, don't you?"
"Yes, Daddy." I say as I begin to undo my tight jeans, squirming as I peel them off, revealing my sexy, light pink, semi-transparent lacy thong that shows off my supple rounded ass.
"Don't take the jeans all the way off, it's sexier when they're around your ankles."
"Yes, Daddy."
"And here's your ba-ba, sweetums."
"Thank you, Daddy." I say, blushing, taking the oversized baby bottle from his hands.

I feel so small and stupid as this time I lie myself carefully over Adam's lap, placing my bare ass high on his knee, making me feel so vulnerable. I quickly put the rubber teat in my mouth and begin sucking down the water as fast as I can as I feel the first spank hit my near-naked ass. The pain is so much worse on my naked skin, and I can't help but give a muffled yelp from behind my bottle. I feel so humiliated, being spanked in my panties by this greasy nerd who wouldn't have the balls to talk to me a week ago. Now I was sucking water down from a baby bottle between spanks so I could wet myself for him.

"Now make sure to tell Daddy when you are ready to go, I don't want pee-pee all over my clothes!"
"Ow!! Yes, Daddy. Ow!!"

His hand continued to come down on my ass, and it was difficult to gulp down the water, not used to the large rubber teat in my mouth, and water soon began dribbling down my chin. I could not believe how childish it made me feel, but I endeavored to drink the water as fast I could as I began to squirm on Adams lap, my ass feeling like it was on fire.
"Ow! I finished the bottle, Daddy! Ow!"
"Good girl. Here, I brought you another."

I whimpered when I say the second bottle, this one with cute, pink fairies on the side, filled up to the top with room temperature water. I simply took the oversized bottle in my hands, yelped as Adam brought down another cruel spank on my reddening ass and put the rubber teat in my mouth and began suckling as fast as I could.
Each spank seemed more and more painful, and i was soon crying and uncontrollably yelping with every firm spank.

"Sweetie, my arm is tired. Can you turn around so I can spank you with my other arm?"
"Yes, Da-Daddy." I say, crying my eyes out, my red ass completely on display for this pervert. As I swivel in his lap, I fell his rock hard cock rub against my toned tummy, and it scares me that spanking my naked ass was turning him on so much.
"Good giiiirl." he said, as he brought down another spank on my ass cheek, not protected by my lacy pink thong.

The spanking continues, and much harder now. I am now a yelping, squirming mess in his lap, desperately gulping down the water.

"Ow! I've fini- ow! I've finished this bottl- ow! this bottle, Daddy! ow!"
"Good girl. Here, I have got another." Adam pauses from his spanking only for a moment to fetch the Cinderella baby bottle from the bag next to his chair, again filled to the top with water. With wide, scared eyes, I shove the rubber teat in my mouth, forgetting about all sense of dignity, now only thinking about wetting myself for him so he would stop spanking my tortured ass.

"Daddy! Ow! Daddy, I need- ow!- I need to wet, Daddy! Ow!"
"Good girl, good girl. Okay, staaand up." Adam said, again lifting me by the armpits to my feet with ease. I couldn't help but rub my sore ass, squirming in my pink, lacy panties, trying to sniffle back my tears. "Okay, fix your pants back up and get your things." I snaked back into my jeans, relieved I could cover my body from the eyes of this pervert, cringing as I dragged my tight jeans over my red ass. "Okay, when we walk into the corridors, I want you to wet yourself. Got it?"
"What!? In the corridor!?"
"You will go in to the corridor, wet your jeans and panties, and then we'll make a trip to the Nurse's Office."
"But- but-" I had to keep reminding myself this is all for Harvard. This is all to make my dreams come true, my perfect life becoming a reality. I had to do anything this monster said, no matter how humiliating or demeaning. "Y- yes, Daddy." I manage to stammer out.

Adam grabbed his back pack and my purse, and gave me a gentle push in the door. I could barely make myself move to the door and I began to panic as I walked out into the open corridor, looking at the dozen or so students with wide, terrified eyes. I notice them turn, slightly surprised to see me, their Homecoming Queen, walking with a fat nerd. They had no idea what I was about to do.

"Well, what are you waiting for?" Adam whispered into my ear.

Still feeling my ass sting under my tight jeans, thinking about my future at Harvard, I close my eyes and release the nagging pressure in my bladder. Tears begin to form in my eyes as I feel a warm liquid enter my panties, soon spreading to my ass and my inner thighs.

"Ashley, what are you doing!?" Adam yells loudly, pointing at the growing dark spot in my jeans.

My tears become genuine crying as I watch the small spot in my jeans become a very large, dark stain on my crotch, and I feel my pee trickle down my legs and starts dripping in my high heels and on the floor. I try to stop the stream of pee but it's too late, and I feel my bladder continue to empty itself into my panties. My crying becomes blubbering when I look up through teary eyes at a circle of students looking at me with shocked faces.

"Pleeease, Daddy, can we go?" I whisper to Adam through my sobs, standing in a puddle of my own pee with a large stain now on the front of my jeans and going all the way down my right leg. It was quickly cooling and becoming scratchy, and I couldn't help but squirm up and down on the spot.
"Have you completely finished? We wouldn't want you to make a mess around the whole school."After what seemingly takes forever, giving enough time for the on-looking students to make whispered comments to their friends with smirking faces, I finally feel the last squirts empty into my soaked panties, and I nod my head dumbly. "Okay, let's go to the Nurse's Office and get you cleaned up, but first..."

Adam pulls out a handkerchief from his pocket and begins wiping the tears from my face. I feel so small and stupid in front of the shocked onlookers. He puts the handkerchief to my nose and says "Now blow." I should have been angry, I should have scratched his eyes out for treating me like I was two years old in the corridors of the school, making me wet myself in front of what felt like the whole school. But all I did was obediently blow my nose into the handkerchief being held to my face. "Good giiirl." says Adam like a proud father as I blow my runny nose loudly.




Chapter 3:

"Ready to go see the nurse?" I am too shocked, too humiliated to answer, but I manage to give a weak nod mf my head. "Good girl, she'll take care of you, I'm sure." With this, Adam takes my hand and begins leading me down the halls to the Nurses Office.

I am extremely thankful that it is a short walk to the Nurses Office and only a few more students see the large dark stains on the front of my jeans, the yellow liquid trail I dripping behind me, my awkward walking as I try to move with my thighs far apart as I hold the hand of my 'Daddy', let alone my red, teary eyes that have ruined my typically immaculately made-up and confident face.

Adam stops me just as we approach the closed Nurses door, and he puts a finger under my chin to make me look up from the floor. "If you want to keep your little secret, it is very important that you not tell anyone I am making you do this. Okay? If you ever tell anyone, anyone, about our deal, I will immediately show the Principal the evidence of your cheating. Understand?"

Before I have time to answer, the Nurse's door swings open. "Oh, what do we have here?" says the tall, black nurse, looking down with a shocked face as she sees the Homecoming Queen has wet herself badly.
"I- I- I think I had an accident." I stutter, blushing bright red as I self-consciously grab at my crotch.
"A big accident, by the looks of it. You better come inside."

I could have died when she said that, but my embarrassment only got worse as I walk into the office and see the young freshman looking on with an amused, surprised smile.

"Run along now, Jeremy. Ashley has had a bit of an accident and we need to get her cleaned up right away."
"Yes, ma'am." the young boy says, getting another eyeful of the scene before leaving the office, leaving just Adam, the Nurse and myself.
"And just who are you?"
"I'm her boyfriend. I just found her crying her eyes out in the halls in a puddle of her own pee. I brought her here straight away." I was shocked when Adam called himself my boyfriend, then horrified when he described the scene. I'm never going to live this down...
"Well, it's a good thing you did. Tell me, honey, have you had any wetting problems in the past."
"N-no..."
"And you couldn't help wetting? Couldn't make it to the potty?" I blushed red, but shook my head dumbly. "Well, it could be a symptom of a number of serious conditions. We better take precautions in case you wet again. We wouldn't want another puddle for the janitor to clean up, would we?"
"No, ma'am." I say, feeling my cheeks burning from embarrassment.

The Nurse takes me by the hand and leads me to a large, high padded table with a vinyl cover. She kneels down in front of me and begins unbuttoning my jeans.

"What are you doing!?" I say shocked, as I begin squirming. I feel heavy footsteps behind me and then I feel a light spank on my sore, wet tushy.
"Now behave for the Nurse, Ashley, and let her do her job."
"Thank you. Your name is Adam, I believe?" The fat, greasy nerd nods his head at this, giving a smile. "Thank you, Adam." With this, she unceremoniously tugged down on my wet, cold jeans, the smell of pee filling the small, crowded room. The smell of my pee filled in the room, and I could feel the tears coming back.
"Ooh, you've made a real mess here." The Nurse said, as she slipped her fingers under the waistband of my soaked thong and tugged them down, revealing my pink pussy and my well groomed, racing stripe pf pubic hair. "Hmm, this will not do. You might get a rash."

My body was flooded with embarrassment as I stood with my wet jeans and panties around my ankles, as the Nurse and Adam inspected my naked pussy, my mind simply could not process what they were saying. Through tear soaked eyes, I see the Nurse saying something to me.

"What?"
"I said lift up your arms, honey, I wouldn't want your nice top to get ruined."

I burst into tears upon this latest instruction, but I slowly and hesitantly lift my skinny, toned arms above my head, suddenly wishing that I had worn a bra today. I feel Adam step behind me and peel my singlet over my head revealing my toned stomach, sexy hips and pale pink, puffy nipples sitting on my perky, full breasts that looked large on my small frame. I could have died as I stood there naked in front of two strangers leering at my body, my soaked jeans and panties around my ankles.

"Now step out of the rest of your shoes and clothes, sweetheart." I reluctantly did, finally standing completely naked, shivering on the cold linoleum. "Now hop up on to the table."

Without my heels, I felt so much shorter, and now Adam and the Nurse seemed to tower over me. I looked at the table and gulped, doubting my ability to climb up on the thing. I approached it, and tried to hop up using my arms, but I was just too short at only 5'1''. I felt Adam sneak up behind me and lift me up on to the table with ease, placing my naked butt on the cool vinyl.

"Now lie down, spread your legs and be very still."
"What are you going to do?"
"Hair collects moisture, and moisture in a diaper will cause you to get a rash. We need to shave you....down there. For your own good, sweetheart. I think you have some sort of bladder problem, and you will have to wear diapers for at least the rest of the day."
"What- but- but-"
"Ashley, I think the Nurse knows best. You better do what she says." Adam says with a broad smile, placing a hand on my arm in some sort of effort to comfort me.
"But- but- I don't want to wear diapers! I'm the Homecoming Queen!" I hated how desperate and pathetic I sounded, and I hated hearing the Nurse laugh heartily at my pleas.
"I'm sorry, but bladder problems affect even Homecoming Queens! I'm sorry, I really am. Now please lie down and be very still."

Harvard, Harvard, Harvard! This is all for Harvard! I repeat the thought over and over again in my mind as I lie down on the padded table, focusing on counting the tiles on the ceiling, as I lay cold, scared and naked, listening to the Nurse collect some items and run some water as she prepared to diaper me. I was meant to be the Queen of this school! And now I'm becoming just what Adam wants me to be- the schools little diaper -wearing Baby Girl! Harvard, Harvard, Harvard! This is all for Harvard!

I didn't hear what the Nurse said, but I felt her hand run baby wipes over my nether regions, sparing absolutely no thought to my dignity. She wiped my pussy, inner thighs and butt, as I squirmed with the touch of the cold wipes. I feel tears well up as I try to refocus on the ceiling as I feel a damp cloth run over my privates. I squirm as I feel a trickle of cool water roll down into the inner folds of my sensitive pussy. Next came a cream that she rubbed everywhere. I was so embarrassed as I felt her hands rub over every inch of my pussy. Even lifting my legs high in the air to rub the cream into my butt. The whole time, Adam holds my hand and looks on lustily as I squirm and cringe as the nurse massages my most sensitive crotch.

"Good girl. This is a hair remover that I use myself. It is very good and will keep you smooth for weeks!"
I whimper, as I look down to see her wipe the cream away with the cloth, leaving my pussy completely bald. Oh gawd, I look like a baby down there, with it now a bright pink and without a single hair. "Now don't fret, it's not so bad! You look so cute now!" smiled the Nurse, not making me feel better as she looked my naked body up and down. I self consciously closed my legs and covered my breasts with the hand Adam wasn't holding.
"I think she is shy, Nurse."
"Oh, no need to be! I'm a Nurse, I've seen girls all ages, in all states of dress. Now open up so I can powder you for your diaper!"

This is all too much, and I look at Adam with pleading eyes, mouthing the word 'pleeeeease'. He simply smiles back.

"Now do what the nice Nurse says! You wouldn't want a nasty rash in your dee-dees, would you?"
"Oh, don't make fun of her, Adam! She can't help it that she wet herself!"

Adam gives me a knowing smile, while I just blush and open my thighs to the large Nurse standing over me holding the large, white container of baby powder.

"Now that's a good girl!" she says, pouring the powder on liberally, rubbing it into my bald pussy, before lifting my legs and rubbing it into my bare butt. I have never felt so small and stupid in all my life. Especially when the smell of the powder hits my nose, and suddenly strikes me how juvenile I will smell. "Good girl, you're being a very good girl, Ashley!"
"The Nurse just gave you a compliment, Ashley. What do you say to the nice woman?"
"Thank you, ma'am."
"Aww, aren't you just precious! Well, don't I have just the thing for you!" she holds up a pink and white pull-up with pictures of the Disney Princesses on it. I could not believe it. It was obviously meant for a toddler, it was so small and childish.
"But- but I'll never fit into that! That's meant for toddlers!"
"Well, it's not like I just had a packet of adult diapers lying around, Ashley. This is my own daughters, who is at the Nursery next door. I know it's an itsy bitsy bit embarrassing, but I'm sure no one will see them and I'm sure they will fit."
"An itsy bitsy bit embarrassing!?" I yelled at the woman before I felt Adam squeeze my hand painfully. I look at him, and I knew better than to do anything other than to act like a darling baby girl.
"What was that, Ashley?"
"A bit embarrassing? Of course not. I love the Disney Princesses!"
"That is very good to hear. Adam, help Ashley down so I can put the pull-up on her."

I lifted my arms so Adam could lift me up and put me naked on the floor. I felt so embarrassed, my naked breasts jiggling as Adam moves me to the floor, noticing how my ass is still pink from my spanking, feeling the powder on my freshly bald pussy making me very conscious of how exposed I was to these two strangers standing over me. I just stood there, feeling extremely small and vulnerable. I was almost thankful when I saw the Nurse crouch, holding the pull-up open at my feet like how a mother puts their toddler into their panties. I stepped into the leg holes, confident that the tiny toddlers pull-up was not going to fit around my wide hips. The Nurse tugged them up until just below my hips where they stopped moving.

I smiled, and said shyly, "I don't think it's going to fit, maybe I don't need to wear-"

Before I could finish my sentence, the Nurse tugged sharply at the diaper, lifting me off my feet for a moment before I finally fell into the pull-up. I began crying as I felt the thick, scrunchy material pressing tightly against my sensitive pussy, spreading my legs as it bunched up and made crinkling noises around my crotch. It was so tight and thick! I just stood there crying, naked other than a cute, tight, pink and white Disney Princesses pull-up, being looked down at and leered upon by these two strangers looming over me.

"Oh, don't cry, honey! At least now you don't have to worry about any more accidents! That pull-up is so tight nothing is going to leak through there!"

This just resulted in another round of blubbering and tears.

"Oh, look at your beautiful make-up, its completely ruined!" With this, Adam retrieves his handkerchief from his pocket, spits into it, and begins rubbing my face clean. As I squirm and struggle, naked other than a toddlers pink pull-up, he simply grabs my chin in two fingers and begins cleaning my face clean of make-up, the last remnants of my adulthood being wiped away along with it.

"Does she have a spare set of clothes?"
"Its lucky, I was just showing Ashley the costume my mother made for her for Rachel's costume party next week!"

I shiver in fear as I see Adam pull out a light pink, satin Bo Peep costume for the fictional costume party. As he holds it up, I can see the ruffles of lace along its white shimmering apron, on the puffy, short sleeves, and under the very short skirt.

"Oh no..."
"Well, I guess it's going to have to do. Unless you want to get around in just a singlet and a pull-up? How does that sound Ashley?" I just shake my head, still too shocked to form words.
"Okay, lift your hands, Ashley!" I raise my hands, happy to be finally allowed to cover my nakedness, but terrified at the thought of being seen in this satin and lace nightmare. As he slips the pink satin dress over my head and begins doing the buttons up my back, I look down at myself. At the short skirt puffing out, only barely covering my Disney Princesses pull-up. The poofy, short sleeves and pink satin make me feel like I'm a dressed up two year old. "Here, I have some cute stockings and some new shoes." The thick white stockings have matching satin pink bows on them, and the shoes look like highly polished, black Mary Jane's. I simply look down at the floor, trying to ignore my satin dress as I present my leg to the fat nerd dressing me. I lean on his shoulders as e slowly and surely rolls up the childish stockings up my legs, which don't get close to reaching the bottom of my skirt, making me reveal a lot of upper thigh, before making me step into the completely flat Mary Jane's. Oh no, I couldn't let people see me like this.


"She looks absolutely adorable! I could eat her up!" The Nurse exclaims.
"Oh my God, you are this man's dream come true." Adam whispers to himself as he looks me up and down in my new lacy, pink satin dress, white stockings and polished Mary-Jane's. "Do you like your new dress, Sweetheart?"
"Yes, Daddy. Of course." I say blushing, without the confidence to look him in the eye."She looks absolutely adorable! I could eat her up!" The Nurse exclaims.
"Oh my God, you are this man's dream come true." Adam whispers to himself as he looks me up and down in my new lacy, pink satin dress, white stockings and polished Mary-Jane's. "Do you like your new dress, Sweetheart?"
"Yes, Daddy. Of course." I say blushing, without the confidence to look him in the eye.
"And what do you say to the nice Nurse?"
"Thanking you for cleaning me, ma'am. And letting me you use your daughters pull-up."
"Oh, it was nothing helping an adorable little princess like yourself!"
"Thank you, ma'am." I say, blushing profusely, shuffling nervously, making my pull-up make a loud crinkling noise.
"Very good girl, Ashley!! Now let's go show everybody your new outfit!" he says, grabbing my hand, leading me out of the Nurses Office and back into the crowded school corridor. "Y-yes, Daddy."