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"Oops." That was all Bella said before clicking the button. The device in her hands let out a high-pitched whine, and suddenly, the world lurched around her older brother, Tony—walls stretching upward, furniture swelling like inflating balloons. His stomach dropped as his own clothes sagged loose, fabric pooling around him like a deflated parachute.

He tried to yell, but his voice came out tiny and weak, drowned out by the creak of floorboards under her approaching feet. She crouched down, her grin stretching wide enough to eclipse everything else in his vision. "Look at you," she cooed, edging a finger into his chest and sending him toppling backward into the folds of his discarded shirt. "Guess big brothers aren't so big anymore, huh? You're more like my LITTLE brother, tiny Tony."

Before he could scramble up, her fingers closed around him, lifting him high into the air. The room spun—he caught flashes of his old desk, now a skyscraper, his sneakers left behind like abandoned boats. Adjunction, his heart hammered against his ribs as she carried him toward her dollhouse, its pastel-pink façade looming like a pastel prison. "Wait—wait, you can't—" he stammered, but she just giggled, swinging her legs onto her bed.

"Can't I?" she singsonged, peeling back the dollhouse roof with one hand. Inside, tiny furniture waited: a frilly crib with bars that were taller than him, a high chair with heart-shaped cutouts and restraints with matching heart-shaped locks, a changing table stocked with miniature diapers. His stomach twisted. She dropped him onto the plush carpet, and he stumbled, knees buckling under the sudden weight of his oversized clothes. "First order of business," she announced, rummaging through a drawer almost completely of pink, "we've gotta fix this sad wardrobe."

His pulse spiked as she produced a doll-sized pink dress, lace trim fluttering between her fingers. "No—stop, this isn't funny!" He scrambled backward, but she caught his ankle, yanking him toward her. The fabric of his shirt tore as she wrestled it off, her nails skimming his ribs. "Aw, is widdle bwother embarrassed?" she cooed, squeezing him into the dress's tight sleeves. The satin clung, suffocating, the bow at the back digging into his spine.

Something cold pressed against his lips—a pacifier, its nipple slick with something sweet. He clenched his teeth, but she pinched his nose shut until he gasped, then shoved it in. "There," she sighed, patting his head like he'd accomplished something. The taste exploded: saccharine, chemical, wrong. His tongue pushed frantically, but the pacifier's strap snapped behind his neck. "Now for the main event," she giggled, lifting him onto the changing table. His thighs hit the padded surface, bare under the dress's ruffled hem.

Four diapers fanned out beneath him, each thicker than his forearm, their plastic backing crinkling like cellophane. Pink princesses waved from the front, their cartoon smiles mocking him. But it was the wetness indicators that made his stomach flip—huge hearts in bright pink and purple, just waiting to dissolve. "Up we go," she trilled, coating him in a cloud of baby powder, then folding his legs toward his chest. The first diaper fwumped under his hips, its padding swallowing his lower half whole. Powder hissed as she dusted him, the scent of baby lotion clogging his throat. Tape after tape sealed him in, the second diaper layered over the first until his butt jutted out, round and obscene. As was done with the third and fourth, until Tony physically couldn't put his legs together, and struggled to even toddle around like the little baby Bella was turning him into.

Her fingers drummed against the changing table. "Oh, I forgot!" She gasped—fake innocence dripping—and pulled out a baby bottle from her collection of doll accessories. The liquid inside swirled milky-white, tiny bubbles clinging to the sides. His muscles locked. "Open wide," she urged, nudging the nipple against his lips. He shook his head, but she tilted the bottle sharply, while squeezing on the thin plastic of the baby doll bottle she was using —formula flooded his mouth, thick and cloying with an under taste of something medicinal. He choked, swallowing reflexively with a gulp. The bottle emptied faster than gravity should allow, his stomach distending under the lace-trimmed satin.

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"Well, looks like my little lady must be hungie if she finished the doll bottle that quickly! No worries, we got plenty more where that came from." She twirled an empty bottle, then reached beneath the table—revealing five more bottles, each real baby bottles which were now twice his height, their rubber nipples glistening ominously. His gut cramped. "My baby girl looks like she wants more nummies! " she teased, uncapping the next one. The smell hit him first: sour-sweet formula cut with the tang of, what was undenounced to him, crushed laxatives. He began to feel a pressure building in his belly just from the doll bottle, making him worry if he would be able to hold it in, and not use the overly girly diapers that he was forced into. "Down the hatch!"

Tony clamped his mouth shut, shaking his head wildly. But Bella's fingers pinched his nose shut, her grip unrelenting as his lungs burned. Stars burst behind his eyelids. "Good girls drink up their num nums when mommy says so, and naughty girls get punished. Does my baby want to be a good girl, or get punished?" Bella sternly threatened. When Tony's jaw finally unclenched out of fear from his sister's warning and desperation to breathe, she jammed the bottle in deep, humming a lullaby as Tony was forced to gulp around the flow. His stomach swelled visibly under the pink satin, skin stretching tight—he could feel the laxatives hitting his intestines with unnatural speed, a hot squirming pressure coiling low.

The last drop drained, and Bella clapped. "Aww, look at that wittle belly!" She poked his distended stomach, making him whimper. This extra pressure on his tummy made his thighs instinctively close in order to halt the soon-to-arrive flood gates, or at least made his best attempt despite the bulky padding swaddling his crotch and bottom. In his desperate plea to calm his enraged bladder, Tony can't help but bounce from one shaky leg to the next, desperately clinging to the front of his pink princess diapers, loudly making muffled whimpers, moans, and groans behind his pacifier. All in hopes to refrain from having an accident in his sissy padding, as his heart wetness indicators will tattle to Bella immediately, and who knows how long she will keep him as a doll if that happens.

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Then, with a giggle, both from the sight of her former "big brother" acting as nothing more than a big pathetic baby doing the potty dance, and the paddle—heart-shaped holes cut into polished wood with the handle wrapped in a pretty pink bow, which she revealed to her whimpering baby doll. "Now for my naughty baby's punishment, since she refused to listen to her mommy." The first smack cracked against his padded rear, the sound like a firework. Heat bloomed instantly despite the thick layers of diapers. Tony shrieked, but the pacifier muffled it into a pathetic squeak, tears beginning to prick his eyes.

Whack! The second spank landed lower, right where the diapers stretched tightest over his sit-spots. Another cry burst out—higher, desperate—as his toes curled. The pressure in his bladder flared, and he clenched hard, legs trembling as the spanks rained down in a steady rhythm. "Stop—mmph!—Bella, please—!" he begged around the falling pacifier, but she only laughed, adjusting her aim. Then began to tut him, "good baby girls listen to their mommy, and naughty ones get punished."

Each new smack echoed, the sound nearly drowned out only by Tony's cries. "OKAY! okay Bella, I will listen to you," Tony pleaded as he grew increasingly worried about how long before his tears were not the only thing he lost control of. SMACK! Bella did not relent, ensuring that her dolly learn. "That's not what I said, now is it, sweetie?" Bella TEASED. As tears blurred his vision. He twisted and struggled, sensing his bladder control about to slip. But Bella's free hand pinned his waist down, fingers digging into his sides, tisking and shaking her head.

"S-Stop! Bell-MOMMY! Mommy, please gasp—I'll be good!" He cried, but it was too late as he felt a growing warmth slowly spread from his crotch hsssssss. As the loud cracks and smacks from the paddle hitting his rear turned into squishes and squelches, Bella slowed her pace. Admiring the colour shift of the hearts along the seat of his diaper, she praised Tony, "See baby girl, you should always listen to your mommy. I'm way bigger, and I'm potty trained, unlike my wittle Tinkle Tony." Shame scalded his cheeks, much hotter than the spanks, knowing that he, not only called his little sister "mommy," but that she was able to hold in her tinkles and he couldn't.

Bella giggled again, now bouncing him on her knee squish- squish-. "You are such a good girl, using your diapies instead of holding it in like a big girl. My baby pwincess must be sooo happy she listened to her mommy!" Her fingers traced the dampening princess designs on the outermost diaper, the hearts now a very light blotchy pink and purple. Tony felt absolutely helpless and disgusted in his wet diapers, "I-I pwease, c-changies," he barely stammered along, pleading for Bella to show him mercy, and at least change him. "Aww, does somebody need a diapie change alweady? Is that what my little girl is telling mommy? Did she have a wopsies in her pamps and can't do anything without her mommy's help?" Swallowing his pride, Tony played into Bella's nagging. "y-yes mommy, your— baby needs you to do a changie, since I—I tinkled in my p-pampies," he managed to get out, just above a whisper, with his face and bum matching shades of red.

Bella bounced him again squeltch- squish-, watching his padded bottom jiggle beneath the layers of ruffled pink plastic. "Hmm, but did my baby girl only tinkle?" she mused, tapping a finger against her chin. Tony froze—he knew that tone. Her grin widened as she pressed a hand against his bloated stomach, feeling the gurgles beneath. "I think somebody's got more surprises waiting in there~" Another cramp twisted through his gut, and he whimpered. The laxatives were working fast, too fast—his bowels clenched desperately against the inevitable, his thighs trying to press together, but pushed even farther apart from the swell of his wet diapers. "N-no! I—I'm not— I—I can't."

"Hush, my wittle tinkle Tony," Bella coos, as she places and fastens the pacifier back into Tony's mouth. "Or I should probably call you my tinkle TINA, since you're my baby GIRL and all." Tony's eyes bulge out of his head, and he tries to argue with his sister from behind his pacifier. "What's that, Tina? Mommy can't understand you with that pretty pink paci in your mouth. If you don't want to be called Tina, just spit out your girly pacifier and use your big boy words." Tony wanted to, he tried to retort to his sister and scream that he wasn't a girl, nor a baby, but with the pacifier tied around his head, and the current battle he was having with his bowels, he could only make garbled pleas. "Awwww, look at how happy my 'Tinkle Tina' is with her new name! She's even making cutesy baby babbles for her mommy~"

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BRUUURRRRRPPPPPTTTTT
A loud wet fart from Tina's diapers pulls them both back to the wet elephant in the room. Bella tuts at her, "Naughty girls don't get changies until they're all done filling their daipies for mommy." She began to speed up her bounces, filling the room with quiet little squishes. Pressing down on her swollen abdomen, "Mommies always know what is right for their babies." She says as she continues to push and bounce Tina. Her gut spasmed painfully—  instinctively, she clasps at the sodden padding in a sad final attempt to stop what they both know is already coming.

Her toes curled as another wave of pressure built. She could already feel another wave of wetness from her member hissssssss, creeping throughout her diapers, the outermost diaper sagging dangerously low despite the multiple layers. Her stomach gurgled audibly, the lax laced formula churning like a storm.

"Awwww, does somebody need to make stinkies?" Bella cooed, her bouncing slowing to a gentle rock. Thankful for the lack of bouncing,  Tina still shook her head frantically, too grossed out and ashamed to let go, but Bella just laughed, pressing a hand firmly against Tina's swollen belly. The pressure was unbearable, and before she could stop it, Ffwuuuummpp a hot mess filled the seat of her diaper. The loud squelch was immediate, in chorus with a high-pitched pule from Tina, finally rid of the pain in her tummy. The mess and heat both spread rapidly as her diapers sagged even lower under the weight and against Bella's thigh.

Bella squealed with delight, bouncing Tina harder now squeltch- squish- squeltch-, rubbing her tummy in slow circles. "Ohhh, someone made a biiiig mess, didn't she?" she teased, grinning as Tina whimpered, her legs kicking weakly. The smell hit them both, and Bella wrinkled her nose dramatically. "Weeeew, stinky baby! Guess my little princess can't hold anything in, huh? Good thing I used so many daipies!" She gave Tina's messy bottom a firm pat, eliciting a wet squish and a pathetic moan from her former brother.

But 𝖳̶𝗂̶𝗇̶𝖺̶ Tony was just thankful it was all over, and 𝗌̶𝗁̶𝖾̶ he could finally be 𝗂̶𝗇̶ 𝗁̶𝖾̶𝗋̶ 𝗇̶𝗂̶𝖼̶𝖾̶ 𝖼̶𝗅̶𝖾̶𝖺̶𝗇̶ 𝖽̶𝗂̶𝖺̶𝗉̶𝖾̶𝗋̶𝗌̶ out of these sissy baby diapers. Tony couldn't believe what was happening to his thoughts; he needed to get back to his normal size before he was Bella's permanent baby doll, Tina. But 𝖳̶𝗈̶𝗇̶𝗒̶ Tina was quickly pulled from 𝗁̶𝗂̶𝗌̶ her internal dilemma when Bella started to bounce her legs again.

Each bounce pressed Tina deeper into the warm, squishy mess clinging to her rear, the plastic backing crinkling loudly. Bella hummed, bouncing her baby doll up and down in a rhythm, giggling as Tina's face twisted in discomfort. "Don't worry, sweetie," Bella cooed, "Mommy's gonna get you all cleaned up... eventually." She slowed her bouncing, giving Tina's swollen tummy another pat. "First, let's make sure you're really all done, cause I'm not gonna change you for a while." With practiced ease, she lifted Tina onto her lap, spreading her legs slightly to inspect the damage. The outermost diaper was sagging grotesquely, the princess print stretched and distorted by the mess beneath.

Tina squirmed and whinedas Bella peeled back the tapes of the top diaper, revealing the soaked and soiled layers beneath. The scent only intensified as Bella giggled wrinkling her nose theatrically, fanning her hand in front of her face. "Pee-yew! Oh boy, looks like baby Tina really did need to go! Somebody needs lots of powder!" Bringing them both over to the changing table, reaching for the baby wipes and powder. Tina squeezed her eyes shut, humiliation burning hotter than the mess between her legs, in denial that this even happened, telling herself that she was only having a nightmare.

Brought back by Bella undoing the clasp that keeps Tina's paci tied around her head, and the cold air hit Tina's skin as the last layer was peeled away, making her shiver—but it was nothing compared to the icy swipe of the first baby wipe. Bella cleaned her with exaggerated care, humming a lullaby as she wiped between Tina's thighs, pausing only to pinch her nose again when Tina instinctively jerked away. "Hold still, my stinky baby girl," she chided, dragging the wipe slowly, deliberately on her receding member. "Unless you wanna wear this mess forever?"

Tina froze, the threat sinking in deeper than the chill. She squeezed her eyes shut again, biting down on the pacifier as Bella worked, the wipes coming away soiled one after another. The scent of baby powder mingled with the lingering stench, Bella dusting her liberally before unfolding a fresh diaper—this one even thicker, adorned with glittery unicorns and multi coloured star wetness indicators. Tina's stomach flipped at the sight. "No more—please, I promise I'll—" she started, but Bella shushed her, pressing a finger to Tina's lips. Bella tightly wrapped up Tina's potty parts with her puffy unicorn diaper, patting her crotch after the last tape was secured, making her brother wriggle under her teasing touch. Glad it was finally over, Tina started to sit up, but was forced down by one of Bella's fingers covering her chest. "You were only in diapers for an hour, and you nearly leaked through all four of them."

Bella grinned, pulling another diaper out. "This time, I have extra protection for my baby girl." She lifted Tina's hips, sliding the diaper beneath her with practiced ease. Tina blanched as she heard Bella unfolding yet another diaper, then another—until six more layers of padding cradled her, the plastic crackling with every slight movement. Bella taped them snugly, her fingers lingering just long enough on her front to make Tina squirm again. "There we go, not a hint of the big boy you pretended to be," she crooned, patting the mountainous bulge of diapers. "Now my wittle baby girl can stay dry—well, drier—for hours."

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The pacifier popped back into Tina's mouth before she could protest, its familiar sweetness cloying. Bella scooped her up, cradling her against her chest as she started to move. "Where—mmph!—where are we—?" Tina garbled around the pacifier, but Bella just bounced her lightly, the motion making the thick diapers shift with an audible crinkle. "Shhh, baby needs her nappie-nap," Bella murmured, pushing open the dollhouse's tiny bedroom door. Inside, a crib waited—frilly pink bars taller than Tina herself, a canopy strung with fairy lights casting a rosy glow over the already pink-polka-dotted sheets. A tiny mobile spun lazily overhead, pastel unicorns, fairies, and princesses bobbing on silver threads.

The footie pyjamas appeared next, plucked from a drawer overflowing with doll clothes. Bella held them up—pink unicorns with silver manes, the fleece so soft it shimmered under the light, and worst of all... the attached mittens and booties. "No—no, not locking, please—" Tina begged, but Bella was already wrestling her limp arms into the sleeves, the fabric too snug to comfortably fit all seven diapers without constantly rubbing them against Tina's parts, making her continuously whine and squirm. The mittens clicked together at the wrists, tiny plastic unicorns sealing them shut.

Bella gave a satisfied hum as she held her wriggling  baby doll still while zipping up and buttoning the back, the sound final, like a jail cell slamming shut. "There, my perfect little girl," she giggled, tracing the outline of the diapers through the stretched fabric, making crinkles and whimpers come from Tina and the friction from her diapers. "Wook at mommy's wittle baby and her big cute bum bum~"

Tina's stomach lurched as Bella lifted her again, carrying her to the rocking chair. The bottle was already waiting—twice as big as her, filled with milky formula, but this time, floating inside were dissolving blue specks. Sleeping pills. Tina thrashed, unaware what the formula was spiked with, but not wanting to find out. Unfortunately for Tina, the footie pyjamas restricted her movements to pathetic wiggles, her muffled protests drowned out by Bella's humming. "Shhh, baby needs her sleepy juice," Bella cooed, tilting the bottle. The nipple pressed against Tina's lips, having learned her lesson minutes prior, she began to suckle, the taste immediate—sweet vanilla laced with something metallic. The bottle emptied with terrifying speed, the pills leaving a chalky film on her tongue.

Bella rocked her gently, patting her padded bottom in slow arcs coxing whimpers and whines from her baby. "Mmm, such a good girl," she murmured, fingers tracing the outline of Tina's full belly through the pj. The heat of the formula pooled low in Tina's gut, but the drowsiness hit faster—her eyelids fluttering, limbs suddenly heavy. She fought it, blinking rapidly, but the room blurred at the edges, Bella's face softening into a haze of pink and gold. The pacifier slipped from her slack lips, but Bella caught it, tucking it back between her teeth with a soft click. "Night-night, my tinkly Tina," she whispered, pressing a kiss to Tina's forehead. "Mommy's got such fun plans for her baby after naptime."

The crib bars loomed as Bella lowered her, the mattress dipping under the weight of seven diapers. Tina whimpered, her arms flopping uselessly—the mittens might as well have been cement blocks. A tiny mobile spun above her, pastel unicorns winking under the fairy lights. Bella adjusted a miniature blankie, tucking it around Tina's waist, then paused, tapping her chin.

"Almost forgot!" She reached into her pocket, producing a pink unicorn plushie and a frilly pink baby bonnet tied with satin ribbons. Tina's protest was a slurred mumble as Bella placed the plush in between her locked wrists and knotted the bonnet snugly beneath her chin, the bow tickling her cheeks. "Perfect," Bella sighed, stepping back to admire her handiwork and taking a photo. The footies, the bonnet, the diapers puffing out like a giant marshmallow—Tina looked every inch the baby doll she was meant to be.

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With Tina sound asleep, Bella made sure her plans for the best playdate ever were still in order. Bella grabbed her cellphone. "Hey, Sophie?" Bella's whisper carried, sharp with excitement. "Yeah, it worked. He's adorable —wait till you see the pics I just took." A giggle. "No, better. Bring the others. And—" A pause. "Oh my god, yes, bring Jessica. You know—Tony's crush?" The door clicked shut, muffling Bella's gleeful squeal.

Tina stirred, her eyelashes fluttering against drool-sticky cheeks. The crib bars loomed pale pink in the dim glow of fairy lights, their frilly canopy casting lace shadows across her bonnet. Somewhere beyond the dollhouse walls, a drawer slid open—*thump*—then Bella's muffled giggles prickled the air. Tina wondered how long she had been sleeping and where the toy and bonnet came from. She tried to use her mittened hands, but with the unicorn plush wedged in between them, they were basically useless. At first whimper escaped around her pacifier, the sound tinny and weak against the thick, padded silence. Slowly, she became louder with her muffled cries, wines, and wails for her mommy. FUCK, he meant his sister.

Bella's footsteps clicked closer, punctuated by the crinkle of something plasticky. "Someone's awake," she singsonged, leaning over the crib rail. Her phone screen illuminated her smirk—a flash of Jessica's Instagram profile before it vanished. "And a special tinkle pants had gone piddles in her pamps during her nappies~."

"Up we go, baby girl. Time to meet your fans." Tina's stomach dropped. Bella dangled a frilly pink dress with white kitten paw designs over the bars, its puff sleeves winningly tiny. "What's with that face, my wittle dolly? Do you not want to put on your pwetty kitty dwess yet?" He already didn't want to be seen in this baby outfit, but he definitely did want to be in a sissy outfit, "nuh uh." "All right, Tinkle Tina, but I'm still the mommy, and I want to put at least one part of today's outfit on with just us!" Bella said as she fastened a matching choker around Tina's neck—pink velvet with a silver bell that jingled with every panicked breath. "Now... the rest of your outfit is downstairs..."

The mere thought that other people would see Tony like this, and that they have more, caused Tina to dribble a little pee in her diapers from sheer dread, but this tiny squirt was just the beginning, as Tina was not able to stop herself from the rushing wave of pee pees her legs tremblaling as the drips quickly grew into a loud hsssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss lasting Tina what felt like a life time. As the last drop fell from her princess wand, her shaking legs gave out, her daipers cushioning her fall with a bubbly shhQUUUULLllfff Tina fought back tears as she reminded herself that she just had another tinkle accident in her pamps, unaware of her bladder till it was too late.

"Sorry, princess, I was gonna take you to your training potty when I saw you do that cute wittle potty dance... but you filled your diapers up so fast! You didn't even tell mommy you had to go!" Bella stated, this caused Tina to not only lose a battle with her blatter but also her tears, her hiccupped sobs from the fact that she genuinely NEEDED her diapers. Bella scooped her up, giving the overly stretched fabric of her pyjama bottom pats, making little squiches and whimpers come from her baby doll. "Awwww, mommy's sorry, Tinkle pants. She didn't know her baby girl was so cranky after her nappies" Bella assured, shifting her gentail swats into a circular rubbing along the freshly used seat of the diapers, causing Tina to wriggle and whine as the intensity of the constant friction from her diapers was tripled.

The tight pyjamas already made her uncomfy, but in addition to her big accident taking up even more of the nonexistent room in the pjs, and now mommy rubbing on the tight padding was too much. But all Tina could manage to get out was her garbled pleas, "mah-mAH-MOMMmmmnnn-" snivel "plehhh- hhhnnnNNGGGGGGG- AAAHHHHH~" yowl  But Bella ignored her baby's bitching and started to walk, rubbing Tina harder and faster, causing her to mimic an overly fussy baby that woke up wet and hungry from a nap- wait a minute. The seven layers of soadden padding shifting, squishing and crinkling loudly with each step her mommy took. The stairs loomed like a cliff face; every creak under Bella's feet sent vibrations through Tina's twisted belly. The scent of microwave popcorn hit them first, then Sophie's unmistakable cackle: "Oh my god, you weren't kidding!"

Sophie rushed over, grabbing the dress draped over Bella's shoulder, "holy shit, HOLY SHIT! PLEASE tell me this is what he is actually gonna wear." She asked while looking over to Tina rut- rut-...*whimper*, who could only focus on the unrelenting pressure on his nether regions. "Last time I checked, dollies and babies both have to wear whatever their mommy outfits them in, or their aunties," Bella chimed in, which was all Sophie needed to hear before lifting Tina up by her armpits- further stretching the fabric up and into her princess parts pule. "Awwww, such a fussy baby~ don't worry, your aunties will give you all da num nums to make your tum tums feel all nice an full!... After we are done playing dress up, of course," Sophie giggled. The mittens made dressing her a horrifyingly efficient process. The dress's satin lining slithered over Tina's distended diapers, the kitten paws strategically placed to frame the bulge. Finally out of the tourcherous unicorn footy pyjamas, Tina was much less 'fussy' and her mommy began to show her off to her 'fans.'

Tina peered over Bella's shoulder—the living room was a minefield of pink balloons and giggling girls. Jessica perched on the arm of the couch, her manicured fingers frozen mid-sip of Diet Coke. The straw slipped from her lips as she took in the sight of Tina, her eyes widening, darting from the bell around her neck to the kitten-paw dress stretched over her swollen diapers. "No way," Jessica breathed, and Tina wished the laxatives would finish her off right there. She could feel eyes tracing every inch of her. It didn't help that the judgmental glares were from the Jessica, the girl he was planning to ask to the school dance at the end of the semester. 

Sophie pounced first, snatching Tina back from Bella's arms with a squeal. "Tina needs accessories!" she declared, twirling so fast the room blurred. The other girls crowded in, their chatter rising to a fever pitch as someone produced a pair of fuzzy white and pink cat ears on a headband with little bows. Sophie slid them over Tina's head, "Who's a cute wittle kitten?" she cooed, adjusting the little bell on Tina's collar. "Now she just needs—" The sentence cut off with a collective gasp as Madison held up the final piece: a white faux-fur cat tail, with a pink ribbon near the base, and an unmistakable bulbous end. All six of Bella's friends were arguing over who gets to put it in, then Bella suggested that Tony's crush, Jessica, should get the honours.

Jessica hesitated, her cheeks flushing, "I—I don't think—" Bella cut her off with a wicked grin, pressing the tail into her hand. "C'mon, Jess. Don't you wanna see how adorable Tony—oops, I mean Tina—looks with her tail?" The girls erupted in giggles as Jessica bit her lip, stepping forward. Tina thrashed weakly, her mittens batting uselessly against the air. "P-Pwease," she slurred around her pacifier, but Jessica's fingers were already lifting the back of her kitten-paw dress, exposing the thick wall of diapers beneath. Someone peeled back the first layer of padding with a crinkle, revealing the damp mess underneath. Sofie started hollering, "WOW, Bella, you really weren't joking about 'Tinkle Tina' over here!" Tina looked down at the floor, her cheeks burning from embarrassment. "Mommy— I, Bell— dink a bodow— long nappies—" Tina struggled to explain through her tears, shame, and paci. "You mean— the forty-minute nap you had— after leaking through four entire diapers?!" Sofie could barely keep herself from laughing, heeling over while trying to speak.

The cold dab of lube made Tina jerk, but Sophie's grip held firm. The bulbous tip of the tail pressed against her little hole, and with one gentle push from Jess, it slid easily into its greedy new home with a wet shloOOop. A collective "Awwww!" rose from the girls as the pink ribbon flopped against Tina's padded backside. Jessica stepped back, wiping her hands on her jeans, her eyes darting everywhere except at Tina's tear-streaked face. "There," Bella crooned, adjusting the tail so it curled just right. "Now my baby's purr-fect." The pun sent the room into hysterics, but Tina barely heard it—her entire world narrowed to the foreign pressure making her toes curl, the crinkle and squurrpp of her wet diapers, and the bell chiming with every shuddering breath. Unfortunately for her, this made Tina forget about holding back her earlier leak and the floodgates, both up and downstairs, had been reopened with a hhssssssssssss.

Madison squealed first, pointing at the darkening patches spreading and the vanishing stars across the outermost diaper. "Uh-oh, somebody's excited!" The girls howled as Tina's legs trembled, the tail twitchingpathetically with each wet squish. Bella snatched her back, bouncing her in exaggerated delight. "Told you she'd leak through five layers by noon!" She peeled back the sodden padding with a wet rip, revealing the swollen inner diapers beneath. Jessica paled, gagging at the stench, but the others leaned in, fascinated. "That's nasty," Sophie giggled, poking the squishymess. "Like, actually impressive."

Bella plopped Tina onto the changing mat with a squeltch, the tail flopping limply against her thighs. "Time for extra protection," she announced, rummaging through a drawer stuffed with frilly plastic pants and even thicker diapers. Tina's muffled protests dissolved into hiccuping sobs as Bella wrestled her into eight fresh layers—each one stamped with blushing kitten faces, their eyes turning X's when wet. The tail got reinserted with a pop, its ribbon now tied into a bow around the swollen diaper bulge. "There," Bella cooed, snapping a bib around Tina's neck—*Baby's 1st Playdate* embroidered above a cartoon bottle. "Now my wittle kitten won't dribble on the guests!"

The blender's whir drowned out Tina's whimpers as Bella pulverized bananas—and three more laxative tablets—into a frothy pink concoction. Sophie pinned Tina's wiggling legs while Madison pried her jaws open, the pacifier clattering to the floor. "Open wiiiiide," Bella singsonged, tipping the sippy cup. The thick sludge oozed past Tina's lips, the artificial strawberry taste clashing violently with the chalky aftertaste of pills. Jessica looked away, twisting her Diet Coke can nervously as Tina's throat bobbed with every forced swallow. Eventually, each girl forced Tina to eat three cups each.

"All gone!" Bella cheered, shaking the last empty cup upside-down over Tina's head. A single droplet splattered onto her kitten-ear headband, making the girls erupt in giggles.

Tina's stomach gurgled ominously, the eight fresh diapers suddenly feeling flimsy as pressure built. But before she could worry about that, Bella yelled, "Time for our walkies!" producing a frilly pink stroller with an embroidered canopy. The moment Tina's padded bottom touched the cushioned seat, her bladder gave way with a hot rush, pshhhhhhh the outermost kitten-face diaper darkening instantly.

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Jessica's gasp was drowned out by the girls' squeals. "She didn't even wait for the sidewalk!" Sophie howled, hsssssssss- drip, pointing at the growing puddle beneath the stroller. Bella just clapped, squishing Tina's leaking diapers. "Good girl, saving it for the real show!" The stroller's wheels left damp tracks on the hardwood as Bella pushed her toward the front door, the bell around Tina's neck jingling with every bump, and her tail swishing and moving around in her hole, causing her to squirm, making her collar and tail movements speed up.

The afternoon sunlight hit Tina's tear-streaked face like a spotlight. Neighbours' curtains drew open—Mrs. Henderson's pruning shears froze mid-snip, her mouth falling open as the stroller rolled onto the sidewalk. The girls formed a giggling procession behind Bella, snapping photos as Tina's diapers audibly squished with every pebble under the wheels. "Wave to the nice ladies, Tinkles!" Bella chirped, grabbing Tina's mittened hand to wiggle it at a group of joggers. Their shocked laughter carried on the breeze, mingling with the bloooorrp of another laxative-induced filling hidden behind the plug. Tina groans as the pressure from her bowls sends shock waves and a shhhhhhhhlup further wetting her already swollen padding. The wetness indicators on the outermost diaper faded one by one, the paw prints along her bum and crotch fading out like dying stars. Tina grew more worried with the second as her gut was hurting so much her loud moaning and groaning were audible to anyone passing by garbled from behind her paci. Loathing her tail buttplug for blocking her relief, although Tina didn't know if she liked the fact that she just thought of going poopies in her deedee as a 'relief.'-

Sophie yanked out the pacifier with a wet pop and shoved a sippy cup of chilled prune juice into Tina's mouth with a sadistic grin. "Hydration is important, baby-kins," she stage-whispered, tipping it so fast that juice dribbled down Tina's chin onto her bib. Jessica hovered at the back of the group, her phone clutched white-knuckled—recording the humiliation. The stroller hit a crack in the pavement; the jolt made Tina's tail plug shift deeper, wringing a high-pitched squeak from her as another hot surge darkened the seat beneath her with a hissssssssss- dribble- drip.

Bella paused outside the convenience store, which was Tony's old skateboard crew's usual hangout spot. Their laughter died mid-sip when the stroller's frilly canopy came into view. "No fucking way," muttered Jake, his Monster Energy can slipping from his grip. The girls erupted in delighted whispers as Bella pivoted Tina's stroller to face them, lifting her the hem of her dress up to display the sagging, kitten-printed diapers. "Say hi to Uncle Jakey, Tina!" she cooed, bouncing her squeltch so the tail jiggled obscenely and the plug stimulated her special spot pule. Tina's eyes locked onto Jake's horrified gaze—his best friend since third grade, now watching piss trickle down her stockinged legs onto the sidewalk and moan from the kitty tail in his but.

Jake choked on his laughter, doubling over as his skateboard clattered to the pavement. "Holy shit—Tony?!" His crew erupted into howls. "Yo, check out his tail!" Marco, the crew's loudmouth, yanked his phone out so fast he nearly dropped it, zooming in on the frilly dress straining over Tina's swollen diapers. "Gonna need a whole dumpster for those piss-pads, bro!"

Bella grinned, adjusting her grip on Tina's squirming body. "Oh, but we're just getting started," she purred, turning to Jessica with a wink. "Jess, honey? Wanna show them what happens when Tina really lets go?" Jessica hesitated, fingers twitching near the pink ribbon tied around the base of the tail. Sophie shoved her forward with a giggle. "C'mon, crush-boy deserves a proper show!" Jessica's fingers eagerly wrapped around the tail and yanked, the buttplug slipping free with a damp and loud pop. Tina gasped—the sudden emptiness was almost worse than the pressure had been. Then came the gurgle, deep and farbodding, as her intestines seized in protest.

Tina's knees instinctively curled toward her chest, toes flexing inside the fleece booties as warmth bloomed beneath her. A wet, squelching blloooorrrrrrpp filled the stroller, followed by another, and another blooooorttt prrrraaaapppp—each one sending visible ripples through the swollen layers of kitten-printed padding. The smell hit instantly, thick and sour, making Jake's crew recoil with exaggerated gags. Tina puled high and strained just like a real baby, mittened fists clenching uselessly against her chest as her body pushed, the relief so intense it bordered on euphoria. Tears streaked her cheeks, but her hips rocked instinctively, seeking comfort against the mushy mess now cradling her, heavily panting to catch her breath.

Sophie squealed, leaping backward as dampness seeped through the stroller's frilly skirt. "Oh my god, she's still going!" Bella only laughed, snapping her fingers at Madison, who yanked a sparkly pink leash from her purse. Tina barely had time to yelp before the cold metal clasp clicked around her collar, the leash pulled taut. "Off you go, wittle kitten!" Bella chirped, giving the leash a sharp tug—just enough to make Tina stumble forward onto the sidewalk, her diaper sagging obscenely between her thighs. The weight of the mess shifted with every hesitant step, sloshing against her skin as she wobbled.

Jessica pushed past to Bella and begged to drag the "stinky wittle sissy kitten" till they found a changing station. "Lead your pet kitten to the park, Jess!" The girls formed a giggling entourage behind them, snapping photos as Tina's stockinged knees trembled. Every forced step squelched audibly, the kitten-paw dress riding up to expose the swollen diapers beneath.

The park's baby changing station gleamed under afternoon light—its pink vinyl pad already unfolded, courtesy of Sophie sprinting ahead. "Special delivery!" Madison sing-songed, lifting Tina by the armpits and plopping her onto the cold surface. The shock of the vinyl against her bare thighs made Tina jerk, but Bella's mittened grip pinned her wrists above her head. "Hold still, baby bunny," she cooed, producing a pair of craft scissors. The first snip severed the kitten-ear headband; the second sliced through the sodden dress seams.

Jessica hesitated with the first wipe, her nose wrinkling at the ammonia-and-banana stench rising from Tina's ruined padding. "God, it's everywhere," she muttered, swiping at the mess with clinical detachment. The girls crowded closer, their phones angled to capture every detail—the way Tina's stomach glistened with sweat, how her thighs trembled as the wipes scraped too-cold over sensitive skin. Sophie tossed the soiled kitten diapers into a pink trash bag labelled Tina's Tinkle Treasures, giggling when a wet plop echoed inside. "Bet we could sell these online," she mused, earning elbow jabs from the others.

Bella unsnapped a package of 'Bunny Bum' diapers, "Extra Absorbent for Wiggly Bunnies!"—each one stamped with diaper-clad bunnies and easter egg wetness indicators. "Seven layers," she announced, lifting Tina's hips to slide the first puffy rectangle beneath her. The crinkle was deafening in the park's quiet corner, punctuated by distant playground squeals. Tina squeezed her eyes shut as Bella dusted her with lavender-scented powder, the granules settling in the creases of her thighs. "So precious~" Madison cooed, pinching Tina's cheek while Bella taped the seventh diaper snug, its pastel pink waistband peeking over the previous six like a frosted cake.

The bunny dress came next—  checkered pink with puffed sleeves and a satin sash that Bella knotted just tight enough to push on her tummy and emphasize Tina's exaggerated diaper bulge. "Hold still," Jessica muttered, placing the floppy white bunny ear headband. The elastic pinched Tina's temples as Jessica adjusted it, her fingers lingering to tuck a stray curl behind Tina's ear. Sophie dangled matching bunny-tail booties, their cotton-ball tails bouncing as she wrestled them onto Tina's feet. "Look at those toesies!" Bella squealed, capturing a close-up of the embroidered paw pads on the soles

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Now with her seven 'Bunny Bum' diapers and matching bunny outfit, Bella began to call out to a group of kindergarten girls. "Hey girls, do you think you can babysit my special baby dolly? She needs to be fed, changed, and played with~" The children grew excited, chattering about what to feed and play with Tina, but she just looked to Bella with pleading eyes. "Awww, sorry, baby Tinkle Tina, but mommy and her friends need a big kid break. You should make some friends your own age," Tina tried to wriggle out of her sister's grasp, but it was too late; she, along with a diaper bag, was handed over to the kindergarten girls.

Sophie distributed plastic tea sets while Madison knelt behind Tina, propping her limp body upright with a crinkle as her bottom hit the floor. The blonde girl—Emma—giggled as she shoved the bottle's nipple against Tina's lips. "Open wide, baby!" The chocolate milk flooded Tina's mouth, thick and oversweet, but the mittens kept her from pushing it away.

Emma's friend Mia clapped when Tina swallowed. "She likes it!" The girls took turns feeding Tina—animal crackers mashed against her teeth, juice boxes dribbling down her chin as she was forced to suckle—their tiny fingers sticky with jam as they wiped her face. "She's so messy," Emma giggled, grabbing a napkin decorated with cartoon ducks to dab at Tina's leaking milk.

Sophie leaned in, whispering conspiratorially to the girls. "Wanna see the best part?" Their eager nods sent curls bouncing as Sophie lifted Tina's bunny dress, revealing the seven-layer diaper beneath. Emma gasped. "It's huge!" Mia poked the padding, recoiling when it squished. "Ew! It's squishy!" The girls erupted in giggles, taking turns pressing their palms against the swollen diapers while Tina whimpered behind her pacifier as everyone heard a loud hissssss.

"WHAT— wet already??" the girls shocked at just how much of a piddle pants 'Tinkle Tina' really is. "If you want a change before your nap, you will have to ask your new friends."

The gap-toothed blonde—Emma—seized Tina's mittened hand with surprising authority. "Pee-pee dance means potty time!" she declared, "so no icky changies yet, baby," dragging Tina toward the jungle gym where a pink plastic playhouse stood. The other kindergarteners formed a giggling convoy, their Mary Janes crunching wood chips as they herded Tina up the miniature steps. Tina was manhandled to the 'perfect spot for the tea party', Emma pouring apple juice into Tina's slack mouth while Mia "accidentally" lost her slime down in Tina's diaper. "Oopsie!" she giggled, smushing the front of Tina's soaked diapers. A sudden gurgle cut through the chatter; Tina's eyes widened as her stomach clenched. The kindergarteners froze, then erupted in cheers when the first wet squelch reverberated through the playhouse plaaarrrttttt. "Baby go boom boom!" Emma shrieked, clapping as the smell hit. The wetness spread visibly, the outermost bunny diaper's pastel eggs earning a crack one by one.

Bella feigned shock from the picnic blanket. "Tina! Not during tea time!" The kindergarteners howled, abandoning their plastic cakes to swarm Tina, poking at the sagging mess braaapp. Mia grabbed the swing's chains, eyes gleaming. "Time for baby dolly to use the baby swings!" Before Tina could protest, tiny hands shoved her onto the rubber seat, her bunny dress hiking up as the swing wobbled under her weight. Emma pushed first—hard enough to make the chains shudder. Tina's stomach lurched as the swing arced skyward, the momentum squishing the mess up against her skin in a hot, suffocating wave. The smell wafted with each pass, drawing grimaces from nearby moms.

Sophie filmed horizontally, zooming in on the way Tina's diapers squwletched with every backward tug. "Higher!" she encouraged, and the kindergarteners obliged, their giggles sharp as Tina's toes—still clad in bunny booties—scrabbled helplessly for the ground. The swing hit its apex; for one suspended moment, Tina's insides sloshed like stirred pudding, her diaper's contents pressing uncomfortably upward. Then gravity took over. The sudden drop forced everything down again with a wet thwump, the sheer weight making the outermost bunny diaper's tapes strain.

The third push sent a visible ripple through the swelling padding, the cartoon eggs cracking in rapid succession as Tina's bladder surrendered mid-arc fwisssshhhhhh. Emma squealed, pointing at the dark streak soaking through the seat. "Oopsie flood!" The swing's rusted chains squeaked in protest as Tina's soaked stockings slipped, her legs splaying awkwardly. Madison lunged—not to help, but to yank the bunny dress higher, exposing the disaster fully. "Lookit the squishies!" she crowed, giving the bloated diapers a pat-pat that echoed a squellp like a water balloon. Then, as if Tina wasn't already dying from humiliation, her stomach gurgled again, louder this time. The girls froze. Then, in unison: "Looks like it's time for baby dolly's potty time!"

Emma tugged Tina's mittened hands with surprising strength, pulling her off the swing mid-*squelch*. The other kindergarteners formed a giggling circle, their tiny fingers pointing at Tina's sagging diapers and bunny dress. "Baby needs to make pushies!" Emma announced, as if it were an Olympic sport. Before Tina could process the demand, Mia grabbed her shoulders and shoved her onto all fours—diaper squishingobscenely against the wood chips. "Like this!" Mia demonstrated with exaggerated grunts, her tutu flouncing as she crouched. The girls erupted in laughter, clapping when Tina's stomach answered with a wet gurgle. Tina refused to push or use her diapers as much as she could, but the kindergarteners weren't having any of that. Emma snatched a half-eaten banana from her lunchbox and waved it under Tina's nose. "Eat this, baby! It helps!" The sudden sweetness made Tina gag, but tiny hands clamped over her mouth until she swallowed. 

She then shoved Tina's back to the ground and grabbed her ankles, "Here, dolly, this is what my mommy does for my wittle baby sister when she can't go pushies either!" Emma began to move Tina's legs in circles, pushing her legs in, her knees up to her chest,  before making her pedal her invisible bicycle more. After a minute of Emma's baby stretches, Tina let out a loud, brassy pffffFFRRRAAAPPPPTTT. "Baby made a cute wittle toot," the girls cheered as if she'd scored a goal, Mia already unwrapping a second banana and her box of grape juice. "Faster, faster!" she chanted, smearing mashed banana against Tina's pacifier. The laxative-laced formula from earlier churned in Tina's gut, making the kindergarteners' 'pushy dance' seem less like mockery and more like a horrifyingly accurate diagnosis. Tina groaned into her pacifier, her knees sinking deeper into the wood chips as pressure built beyond ignoring garrggl.

The playground's chatter dimmed—parents whispering behind cupped hands, toddlers pausing mid-sandcastle to stare. Emma took charge, kneeling behind Tina to grab the bunny-tail sewn on her dress. "I help baby!" With a yank that made Tina yelp, Emma used the tail as a lever to rock her forward, the movement jostling the mess inside her diapers shquch. The other girls formed a rhythm, slapping their knees and chanting "PUSH! PUSH!" like tiny drill sergeants. A hot, wet pfffttt- bbBLAAAAAAAARRT answered them, plop swelling the already strained diaper seams. Tina's face burned hotter than the sunbaked slide as the smell hit—fermented bananas and spoiled milk clinging to the humid afternoon air.

Mia squealed, pointing at the slow drip-drip staining the wood chips beneath Tina's knees. "She's leaking!" The kindergarteners exploded into action—one grabbing the abandoned grape juice box to "refuel" Tina. Emma, now self-appointed 'Potty Captain', wedged a foot against Tina's backside and shoved. "Haaarder!" Moving to start squeezing on Tina's belly, the pressure was too much; Tina's body arched involuntarily, her stomach roaring "Hnnnnnng!" as another BLOOOOOORTT and HSSSssssssss surge filled both ends of her padding. The outermost bunny diaper's tapes popped audibly, cartoon eggs dissolving under the sagging diapers. 

A sticky plop hit the wood chips. Then another. The girls shrieked, jumping back as the mess oozed past the diaper's leg gathers, gluing Tina's stockinged knees to the ground. Emma danced in place, chanting "TINKLE TSUNAMI!" The swing set's shadow stretched over Tina's trembling form, her mittened hands clawing at nothing as the laxatives pushed, her body betraying her in ways her old skateboard crew would've found hilarious. If only Tina knew that Jess had been live-streaming this entire "playdate," and they did find it funny.

Emma grabbed the bunny dress's hem. "Wet check!" she proclaimed, flipping the fabric up before Tina could whimper—exposing the swollen diaper, its pastel bunnies now warped by dark, spreading stains, with wet stains along Tina's inner thighs from all the leaks. The kindergarteners gasped in unison at the horror show beneath: the tapes had split entirely, revealing convulsive bursts. Mia wrinkled her nose. They all giggled, excited for the dollies' changies. "Ew! What's that?" She pointed at the shrivelled nub nestled between Tina's dampened thighs— under the seven sodden and stinky layers of baby diapers. The girls leaned in, their breath hot on Tina's skin as they examined the last stubborn remnant of Tony and his manhood.

Emma reached first, fingers closing around the flaccid flesh with the same detached curiosity she'd used on garden worms. "Is it broken?" She gave an experimental tug, making Tina jerk against the wood chips, "gaaahhh-". The other girls erupted in giggles. "We should probably get this weird thing off our cutsie baby dolly. Pull it harder!" Mia urged, gripping Tina's hip with sticky hands to hold her still. Emma obliged, her tiny nails digging in as she yanked— stretching the skin taut like taffy. Tina yelped* and shrieked behind her pacifier, tears streaking through the banana mush on her cheeks "n- N- Nuh uh-!" 

"Here, I have an idea to get rid of this gross floppy stick." Sophie's plastic craft scissors glittered in the sunlight as she knelt beside them, the blades still flecked with pink glitter from yesterday's macaroni art. "Hold it straight," she instructed, nudging Emma's wrist to angle the nub upward. The cold plastic pressed against the base just as Bella's shadow fell over them. "Whoa there, girls!" She snatched the scissors away with a theatrical gasp. "But dolly need her special doctors for this icky operation! Just look at this weird gross nub". The kindergarteners whined in protest, but Bella was already producing a box of Hello Kitty band-aids from her pocket. "How about you do some first-aid instead!" Handing them to Emma, who immediately smacked one on Tina's groin with unnecessary force, making her whimper.

The girls erupted into cheers, crowding around to decorate Tina's diaper area with neon band-aids—crossing them into an X over the offending flesh, pressing until the adhesive tugged painfully at her skin. "Dolly fixed!" Emma declared, patting Tina's padded crotch with a smug finality that made Sophie snort into her phone. Mia, unsatisfied, grabbed the juice box abandoned in the wood chips and upended it over Tina's taped-down nub. The sticky liquid pooled in the creases of her thighs, soaking into the already ruined diapers. "Medicine!" she giggled, rubbing it in with her Mary Jane.

"Ewwww, stinky baby needs powder!" Emma screeched, lunging for the talcum bottle Bella had left in the diaper bag on the picnic blanket. The girls formed an assembly line—Mia yanking Tina's sagging diapers sideways with a wet rrrip, all the girls took turns wiping the dolly down and began to place a diaper under her. "We have a special surprise for our 'tinkle toy'... it's her favwite diapies!!" Mia excitedly announced, grabbing and lifting Tina's legs with ease, "We need to move the pwincess' pwetty tushie so she can wear her cutsie pwincess diapies!" Next, Emma dumped half the baby powder directly onto Tina's exposed skin in a choking cloud, Mia aggressively rubbing it into every crevice until Tina's thighs and crotch looked like they could be a powdered doughnut.

They then began to close the first diaper—thick, pink, and stamped with glittery princesses and hearts. One by one, the kindergarteners clustered around Tina's spread legs, eagerly pressing each fresh diaper beneath her with sticky fingers. The seventh layer crinkled deafeningly as it sealed over the previous six, its princess-theme and heart-shaped wetness indicators already mocking Tina and her eventual 'oopsies'.

Mia produced the pièce de résistance—a poufy pink princess gown with a satin bodice and layers of tulle that hissed like angry geese when shaken out. "Arms up, baby!" Mia commanded, wrenching Tina upright despite her mittened hands' useless flailing. The dress swallowed her whole, its empire waist resting just above the obscenely thick layers of diapers tightly taped around her. Emma attacked the back laces with savage glee, cinching them until Tina's breath hitched in protest. "Perfect!" squealed Mia, fluffing the skirt until it hovered like a pink mushroom cloud over Tina's padded humiliation, doing absolutely nothing to hide it.

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Emma straddled Tina's waist to tape it snug, her knees pinning Tina's arms as she leaned down to whisper, "Pwincess always leak their diapies!" Revealing a pair of frilly pink glitter plastic panties, "I got these from my mommy, since my baby sister normally needs them, but you are wayyyy more of a diaper messier, so she let me use them on you!" The plastic pants stretched thin over the seven-layer diaper bulge, their frilly lace trim digging into Tina's thighs. Tina squirmed with her face hot from embarrassment.

The kindergarteners clambered onto Tina, their tiny hands exploring the crinkling plastic with morbid fascination. "Wook how faaat her diapies are!" Mia crowed, smacking the plush padding hard enough to make a soft pooof of baby powder fly from her thighs. The girls dissolved into giggles as Tina's stomach answered with a gurgle that vibrated through the plastic pants. "She needs wayyyyyy more protection than my actual baby sister," Emma giggled. "Our wittle baby pwincess can't help how good she is at making her pushies~"

Another kindergartener— Lena, roughly scooped up Tina onto her lap, bouncing her up and down, making the princess dress ride up to reveal the cartoonishly thick diaper stack beneath with every bounce. "Yeah, my baby cousin only does his messies in one diapie, and it barely ever leaks as much as you, stinky baby," she announced, playfully pressing her palm against the crotch of Tina's padding and groping the many layers beneath her crinkly panties. Tina whimered  at the movement, but mainly all the teasing, knowing that she used her diapers far more than actual babies. Especially since she could feel a tight coil down in her tum tums, fueled by the remaining laxatives still in her system.

Emma nodded sagely, grabbing Tina's pacifier strap and tugging it like a leash. "Yeah! My baby sister only fills one diapie twice a day, and she's wayyy cuter about it," she bragged, wrinkling her nose as Tina's stomach gave a loud gurgle beneath the layers of crinkling plastic, a wet ffWUUMPP and Tina a soft sob along with it. The group giggled as the sound was followed by a faint squelch and the slow expansion of the already huge princess-themed padding. "See? You just keep going! Making sooooo many pushies in your diapers, even more than an actual baby," Emma accused, poking Tina's belly as if it were a button activating her 'messy' mode. Ironically, this opened all of Tina's floodgates, she loudly and unwillingly began to release from everywhere; her eyes, member, and bum all at once. Tina had never felt so pathetic, as if she were more infantile than a baby.

A wet spluurt echoed from within the padding, making Tina whimper as her thighs trembled against the wood chips. "Tinkle Tina does everything extra!" Lena crowed, bouncing Tina harder on her lap—each jostle forcing another helpless spurt into the countless layers of diapers. As the flood surged outward, Tina got much louder and squirmier.

Emma leaned in, her braids brushing Tina's tear-streaked cheeks. "WOW, My baby sister only uses one diapie for three tinkles," she boasted, holding up three sticky fingers. Mia gasped theatrically, pointing at the visibly swelling princess padding. "But this baby—" she giggled, smacking the plastic pants until powder puffed out of the leg gathers from the few remaining dry layers— "uses seven diapies for one  tinkle!" The girls collapsed into laughter, their high-pitched giggles blending with the crinkling and squelching symphony beneath Tina's skirt and diapers.

Lena grabbed Tina's mittened hands with one of her own, forcing them to pat the bloated diaper mound, while her other hugged around her tummy, ready to apply pressure between knee bounces. "Count wif us, wittle baby! pwincess" she chirped while the others chanted: "ONE tinkle—" with a tight hug around her tum tum,  wet splorch emphasized their words as a surge of Tina's baby piddles darkened the outermost princess print. "TWO tinkles—" Tina's stomach gurgled violently with the second squeeze, her body tensing as a third wave rushed out in a hot, uncontrollable flood *fwissssss*. Lena bounced her harder, making the mess shift audibly. "THREE—" The plastic pants crackled as the waistband strained, rivulets of baby powder-laced moisture trickling down Tina's inner thighs. "Awwww, looks like wittle Tinkle Tina confused her tinkles with her pushies~" as another gurgle, another soggy blaarrrpppttt deep in the diaper stack was heard. Mia shrieked with delight, flipping up Tina's frilly skirt to expose the plastic pants now stretched as the outermost diaper's wetness indicator hearts dissolved entirely, the cartoon princesses' smiles warping into grotesque frowns under the mix of expanding yellow and brown stains.

"Again!" Mia shrieked as she pressed her palms against Tina's padded hips, bouncing her so hard both Tina and her new plastic panties squeaked. The girls dissolved into giggles when a wet squelch answered—Tina's laxative-loaded formula churning audibly beneath the layers. Emma's nose wrinkled in delighted disgust. "Eww, baby's tummy go bloop bloop!" She grabbed a juice box and pressed it to Tina's lips. "Drink fast, Pwincess PeePants!" The too-sweet liquid flooded Tina's mouth, her stomach gurgling in protest as the kindergarteners cheered.

Emma crouched nose-to-nose with Tina, her sticky fingers prying the pacifier from Tina's mouth. "Know what else my baby sister doesn't do?" She jammed a juice box straw between Tina's lips, tilting it ruthlessly until sticky grape juice overflowed down her chin. "She doesn't make puddles!" On cue, Tina's overworked bladder released again with hisssssss sounding like a deflating balloon, the sudden warmth making the already swollen princess padding droop between her legs. The kindergarteners erupted in cheers, their tiny hands patting Tina's plastic-covered crotch as if applauding a puppy who peed on its potty mat.

"Bella! Bella!" Mia sprinted across the playground, her tutu flapping as she tugged at Bella's sleeve. "Your baby did another REEEALLY big oopsie!" She pointed dramatically at Tina's sagging skirt, the tulle now clinging to her damp thighs, pee running down her leg with a trickle from her obviously full diapers and plastic pants. "Like this much!" Mia stretched her arms impossibly wide, nearly toppling over. "She's almost like my brand new puppy that is always making puddles on the carpet." 

Bella sauntered over, her phone still recording as she lifted Tina's frilly hem with her red-painted fingernail.

The plastic pants beneath were stretched and holding onto most of the diaper leak, princess patterns blurred by multiple floods from both the front and back. "Tina, sweetie," Bella cooed, pinching the leaking waistband between two fingers, "even actual babies know to stop after ruining seven diapers." Tina just silently choked out a sob. How had she lost control already? To add insult to injury, the kinder girls continued to tease baby Tina, "She made more pushies than my baby cousins do in a whole week!" "She leaks faster than my puppy when Daddy scolds him!" "She's had more leaks than any other baby I've ever met!"

The kindergarteners swarmed, poking at the disaster with juice-stained hands while chanting, "Change! Change!"—their glee uncontainable as Tina's bladder betrayed her yet again, producing another piddly trickle around the edges of the plastic pants, soaking her socks and leg further. Bella sighed, snapping her fingers. "Mia, be a dear and fetch the special diapers."

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Mia sprinted off, returning with a pack of 'Puppy Piddles Super Soakers', their ridiculous cartoon puppies wearing diapers while lifting their legs at fire hydrants, and had pink paw wetness indicators all along the seat of the diaper. Emma snatched one, unfolding it with the gravitas of a surgeon preparing for a complex operation. "Babies who leak this much need ten layers!" she declared, shoving Tina onto her back despite the princess dress's frills tangling around the already-ruined plastic pants. Ripping off the plastic pants and diapers, Emma prepared the puppy doll for her new diapies.

Tina's exposed skin was sticky with powder and juice; her thighs streaked with yellow rivulets that made the kindergartners "ewwww!" in unison. Lena pressed a hand against Tina's belly, "still squishy," she reported, prompting Mia to poke the same spot hard enough to trigger another gurgle. "She's like a soggy squeaky toy!" Mia giggled, bouncing on her toes as Emma struggled to align the first 'Puppy Piddle' under Tina's hips. "Babies like you need at least ten layers, remember?" Emma huffed, stacking three more diapers haphazardly. "This is gonna be the bestest puppy tinkle-toy EVER!"

The pink plastic pants they wrestled over the stack of ten plush diapers, and—of course—a cartoon-embroidered hooded shirt on the front with "BAD PUPPY" and a little fabric tail sewn on the hem, her diapers not even attempted to be covered. The girls pulled down the attached hood on the shirt, sporting floppy felt ears. "Arms up, widdle messy-mutt!" she commanded, yanking it over Tina's head before she could protest. The final touch was the collar—hot pink with real dog tags that jingledand chimed with every flinch, reading "Tinkle Tina". Emma clipped a matching leash to it and gave an experimental tug.

"Can our puppy give us a wittle bark?" Tina's whimper came out muffled by the pacifier they'd crammed back in, her knees knocking together as another warm trickle escaped into the fresh baby padding. Emma began to tisk at Tina, "What a naughty puppy, she must not be trained." Lena nearly screamed, "PUPPY TRAINING TIME!"

Mia knelt and scratched mockingly behind Tina's felt ears. "Good puppy babbies ask for potty breaks," she singsonged, pressing a juice box into Tina's mittens. Lena giggled and added, "But our puppy can't even hold her tinkles for five minutes!" punctuated by another audible squelch from Tina's diapers as the latest flood hit the absorbent layers hissssss. The girls erupted into laughter, bouncing around her like hyperactive kibble-fed puppies themselves. Emma yanked the leash sharply. "Bad puppies get extra diapers and yuckie num nums!" she announced, producing three more 'Puppy Piddles' from Bella's bag with a crinkly flourish.

Bella crouched to adjust Tina's drooping tail, her phone capturing every pule. "Let's see if this puppy can beg like a good girl." She snapped her fingers—a cue for Mia to shove Tina onto all fours, the overstuffed diaper mound beneath the puppy shirt, nearly touching the ground. "Say 'woof woof, I need my diapie changed!'" Lena demanded, tugging the tail until the seams strained. Tina's attempt to speak dissolved into a wet hiccup as another audible hisssssss changed the paw-print indicators on the inner diaper layers. "Ewwww, she's barking from the wrong end!" Emma screeched, pressing her ear to the swelling padding like a veterinarian stethoscope. The kindergarteners collapsed into hysterics at the squishy noises within. Tina was growing redder by the second. "Come on, stinky puppy, being shy doesn't get you out of your wet diapies~ begging does," Lena teased.

Sophie produced a rubber squeaker toy from her backpack, shoving it between Tina's teeth to replace her pacifier. "Every puppy needs training!" She squeezed it sharply—the high-pitched YIP! syncing perfectly with Tina's startled flinch and subsequent trickle that darkened even more of the diaper's inner layers. Mia clapped her sticky hands. "See? She knows her commands!" Bella grinned, zooming in on the 'Puppy Piddle's' crotch where the flood swelled cartoonishly. "Such a good messy mutt," she cooed, ruffling Tina's hood ears as another hot trickle escaped down her thighs. Lena's smile grew, "Since the puppy does know her commands, does that mean she wants to stay in her wet diapies?" Tina wanted to protest, but she was so emotionally defeated that she would bark and beg as much as the girls wanted if it meant that this could be over. But the chew toy and Sophie keeping it in Tina's mouth made it seem to the kindergarten girls that Tina just loved to be in messy diapers. "Awww, our wittle baby puppy must want some num nums so she can continue to pack those pampers~"

"Since you are only a wittle baby, I brought some of the baby bottles you love so much~" Bella teased, handing all eight girls their own baby bottle full of formula and laxatives to feed Tina with. While Tina started to snivel from the sight of eight baby bottles towering over her that she knew she would have to drink, she didn't notice the mushy baby food being poured into a doggy bowl for the naughty puppy's 'dessert'.

Emma grinned as Tina whimpered around the chew toy, her puppyhood ears drooping pathetically. "Good puppies drink up all the nummies they're given," she sing-songed, shoving the first bottle against Tina's lips. The kindergarteners formed a circle, each taking turns tipping their bottles upside-down, giggling as Tina's throat worked desperately to keep up with the flood of lukewarm formula, while her bladder failed to hold it all in fsssss. Letting out small little tinkles, soaking the padding just before the outer layer.

Lena grabbed Tina's mittened paws and forced them to cradle her own bottle, squealing when Tina's stomach gurgled loud enough to vibrate through the 'Puppy Piddle' layers. "Wook! Her tummy's barking again!" The girls erupted into laughter, hearing a faint hiissss from Tina's padding, and loud wet brrrrpp followed after every bottle, as the girls burped her after feeding to ensure that the baby wouldn't be fussy. Between gulps pisssssss, Tina's diapers bloated further, the paw-print indicators vanishing under fresh floods as the girls chanted, "Messy mutt!" and all Tina could do was whimper and yowl as she completely soaked her diapers.

Emma yanked Tina from her pissy state, placing her on all fours in front of the dog bowl of mushy lax-laced baby food. "Bad puppies have to lap their nummies like this—" She shoved Tina's face into the bowl, the cold puree smearing across her cheeks as the girls howled with laughter. Tina's tongue darted out reflexively, lapping at the mush just as another plop echoed from beneath her puppy shirt, the diaper stack sagging grotessly between her knees with a long hissssss. "Ewwww, she's eating and tinkling at the same time!" Emma crowed, bouncing on her toes as she filmed the disaster. Tina, tinkling, crying, and eating like a puppy all at once.

Sophie tugged Tina's tail sharply, making her yelp around a mouthful of banana-pear slop. "Untrained puppies always leak during snackies!" she declared as another hot spurt escaped into the 'Puppy Piddles', the outermost layer's cartoon pups now drowning in yellow. Mia clapped her hands right against Tina's swollen padding, the wet splat syncing perfectly with Tina's hiccupping sob. "Guess what happens when puppies don't bark for potty breaks?" Lena sing-songed, dumping the remaining baby food into Tina's diaper. The girls dissolved into giggles as Tina trembled, her stomach gurgling ominously—every blooorrrp coupled with a fresh squelch from the pee and pure filled padding beneath her shirt.

Bella snapped her fingers, producing a pack of 'TwinkleTwinkle Unicorn Huggies' with glittery wetness stars, Tina's nighttime diapers. "Babies who double leak get triple diapers," she announced, peeling the soaked 'Puppy Piddles' away with exaggerated disgust. Tina's thighs were streaked with the remnants of her baby food and formula, her skin puckered from hours in damp plastic. Emma fake-gagged as she taped the first Unicorn diaper snug around Tina's hips—its pastel stars immediately darkening as Tina's exhausted bladder released yet another pathetic trickle. "Ewwww, she's still going!" Mia shrieked, diaper crinkling drowned out by Tina's stomach glooorping like a clogged drain. "I don't think unicorns poop this much," Lena whispered solemnly, pressing her palms against the bloating stack until a muffled blarrrpppt answered. "Okay, since we don't want you to be icky for your nappie poos, we will help you go poo poos now!"

Mia grabbed a tube of glittery "Magic Unicorn Laxative Gel" and squirted a glob directly onto Tina's pacifier. "Special nummies for extra messy babies," she cooed, pinching Tina's nose shut until she swallowed with a wet gulp. The kindergarteners erupted into cheers as Tina's stomach responded to the laxative-filled baby formula with a seismic gurgle, her Unicorn diaper puffing outward visibly like rising dough. Tina moaned through the pain and embarrassment, trying desperately to hold on. Emma clapped her hands against the swelling padding, producing a squishy thoomp that sent powder flying from the waist and leg gathers. She marvelled, poking Tina's navel as another hot splort pressurized the layers beneath, a wet SPLOOSH echoed from within the diaper. The girls dissolved into giggles, their laughter harmonizing with the symphony of crinkles and squelches beneath Tina.

"Unicorns don't leak this much," Emma nagged, pressing her palm against the bloated mess until a warm squish oozed between her fingers. Tina's whimpers were muffled by the pacifier taped firmly in place, her legs trembling as another wave of pressure built relentlessly in her gut. Lena grabbed a rattle and shook it mockingly near Tina's diaper as the Unicorn Huggies sagged further under the weight of Tina's latest accident.  The kindergarteners gasped in unison as a slow, wet braaapppttt reverberated through the padding, followed by the unmistakable scent of baby powder and shame. "Ewwww!" they squealed in delight, and Mia dramatically fanned her nose with a diaper.

"Wittle baby Tinkle Tina is breaking records!" she announced, peeling away the saturated diaper. The park's public craft station became a makeshift changing table, with Emma dumping glitter onto Tina's sticky thighs "for extra magic!" while Lena scribbled tally marks on her belly with washable marker—one for each "pushie" they'd coaxed out of her and into her stinky little diapers. Tina figitted as they wrestled her into fresh Unicorn diapers, the crinkling drowned out by another stomach glooooorp signalling imminent danger for the new padding.

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But before Tina could be forced to make any more pushies Jess walked up and told the girls that it's time for baby's nap. The kindergarteners sighed in disappointment, putting Tina in eight of her naptime unicorn diapers and her onesie. In response to the pyjama closing, a loud groan and sudden bucking of Tina's hips began "mmnnngg- nnuuhhh-" the extra layer of padding, making the constant grind of the diapers that much more stimulating. Jessica scooped up baby Tina, cooing, "wooks wike this wittle girl was pushed to her limits~ don't worry baby girl, it's naptime now!"

Jess sat Tina on her lap, while Tina was sucking on her pacifier and humping the air, trying to make the tingly hot feeling from her tight, fluffy diapers go away. Tina kicked her feet, sighing as Jessica gently bounced her and whispered, "It's okay, baby girl, I know they were mean to you, but you'll be a good baby for me, won't you?" Tina could only nod, still too embarrassed to speak. Jessica smiled and patted Tina's thickly diapered bottom, making it crinkle loudly. Sensually whispering in Tina's ear, "If you can be a good baby girl for me, I will make you go stickies~" Tina didn't know what 'stickies' were, but was hoping her guess was correct, especially since her crush, Jess, offered.

Jessica strapped Tina into the stroller, isolating her from the teasing kinder girls. Tina was happy to be away from them, even if it meant being back with Bella and her friends; she was silently thinking about Jess's offer of 'stickies'. They all walked Tina home, Jessica humming a lullaby while occasionally reaching back to jiggle Tina's pacifier clip, making sure she was still sucking obediently, pulling the paci halfway out and making her suckle it back in. The rhythmic squeak of the stroller wheels and nuk-nuk- from her diligently using her paci lulled Tina into a drowsy haze, her bulky diaper layers fwumping with every bump in the sidewalk, reminding her of the humiliation she is yet to endure—and the promise of relief Jess had whispered.

Back at home, Jessica lifted Tina from the stroller, her fingers brushing the massive unicorn padding under the onesie, causing her to wriggle from the touch, a discreet reservoir of laxatives sloshing in Tina's stomach. "Let's get you ready for nappies, messy girl," she murmured, carrying her to the dollhouse crib tucked in the corner of Bella's room.

Bella handed Jess Tina's nighttime bottle, and she fed the baby. Jess laid Tina down gently, tucking the plush unicorn under her arm. The crib was absurdly tiny—just large enough to force Tina into a fetal position—but Jessica layered it with a pink fleece blanket and a plush unicorn that smelled faintly of baby powder. Tina shivered as her stomach gurgling ominously. "There we go, baby girl," she cooed, stroking Tina's hair. "You just relax and let your diapies do all the work." whimper Tina tried to suckle on her pacifier as a distraction from the pressure in both her gut and on her crotch, her stomach still churning from the laxatives, but the gentle touch and Jess's soothing voice made her eyelids grow heavy.

Tina woke abruptly to a sharp cramp, her stomach twisting with relentless pressure gurgle. The room was dimly lit by a pink nightlight shaped like a pacifier, casting long shadows across the frilly canopy above her crib. She squirmed, realizing with horror that her diaper was already warm and stinky—another accident she hadn't even felt coming. Tears welled up, ashamed to have not only peed, but also pooped in her diaper while fast asleep. In retaliation she began to wriggle and worm around, but the crib bars trapped her knees against her chest. "Uh-oh, smells like someone made a stinky, peyew," Jess's voice teased from the doorway.

Jess lifted Tina from the crib, wrinkling her nose at the squishy mess bulging against the unicorn-printed onesie. Instead of scolding Tina, she settled into the rocking chair with Tina cradled in her lap, her fingers tracing slow circles over the swollen diaper. "Poor baby, Tinkles made a a big tootsie," Jess murmured, her thumb pressing where the wet padding brushed Tina's most sensitive spot. The touch was torturously light, but in additon the the tightness of the onesie it was just enough to make Tina gasp around her pacifier. Jess giggled, peeling back the onesie's butt snaps to reveal the bloated diaper beneath. "Auntie Jess knows exactly what her good wittle baby girl needs," she purred, her palm grinding down harder. Tina's hips jerkedinvoluntarily, stiff and angered by Jess's teasing. Massaging the front of the diaper, Tina let out a high-pitched yip as precum leaked, following Jess' rhythm. Tony was getting close to climax, until she stopped.

Jess tugged the unicorn plush from the crib, positioning it between Tina's thighs so its glittery horn pressed against her erection through the messy layers. "Naughty babies hump their stuffies when they're all stinky," she whispered, guiding Tina's hips in slow, grinding motions. Each squelch  obscene—every *thrust* squashing the accident-laden padding against the plush, sending warm stickiness oozing up Tina's thighs. Jess's fingers curled around Tina's wrists, forcing her to grip the unicorn's ears as she whimpered. "Faster, baby doll," Jess breathed, her knee bouncing to amplify the rhythm. "Show Auntie Jess how much you love your diapies."

Tina's eyes screwed shut, the pacifier bobbing wildly, followed by a wet suckle. The stench of baby powder and her shameful mess thickened as Tina's movements grew frantic, her swollen diaper no longer crinkling, but producing squeltches louder with each desperate grind. Jess leaned in, her lips brushing Tina's ear. "Gonna make a big mess in your unicorn diapie?" she taunted, pinching one of Tina's nipples through the onesie. A high-pitched squeal escaped around the pacifier as the pressure became unbearable—her hips stuttering, the unicorn plush now soaked with sweat and worse. Jess's nails dug into Tina's waist, holding her down as the first pulse hit,

the cramp came without warning—Tina's back arching, eyes fluttering and mindlessly drooling as she came with a splooosh in her soaden padding. Simaltaniously she felt a pain in her stomach, followed by a violent *gurgle* *brraapppttttt*  *gurgle* *bloorrpppp* splooorch.

Jess laughed, pressing her palm flat against the distended diaper as another warm hisssss and blooorrttt expanded the mess beneath them, the diapers now jutting out of the onesie's open bum flap. "Ohhh, baby girl's triple -stuffing her diapie!" she teased. The unicorn print was obliterated beneath yellow and brown stains, the leg gathers straining as fresh blarrrpppts pressurized the layers. Moving her recording phone into one hand, Jess tugged the pacifier Tina had been bitting down on free squeak, replacing it with a large finger shoved between Tina's lips. "Suck, baby. Helps you push." Tina obeyed mindlessly, her throat working around Jess's digit as another wet gloooooooorrrppp escaped into the diaper.

Jess lifted Tina's trembling form, the diaper now hanging heavy between her thighs like a grotesque pendulum. She carried her to the changing table, humming as she unsnapped the onesie fully, revealing the catastrophe beneath. The smell hit Tina anew—warm and cloying, the laxative-laced formula ensuring her humiliation was far from over. Jess traced a finger along the waistband, peeling the diaper back with a wet schlorp. "Look at alllll that yuckie," she cooed, spreading Tina's thighs to expose the sticky mess smeared across her skin. Tina whimpered, her spent erection twitching pathetically against her belly as her stomach answered with yet another farboading gurgle. Jess grinned, reaching for a fresh pack of diapers. "Round two?" she whispered, and Tina's entire body trembled.

She pulled Tina upright, forcing her to straddle the unicorn plushie again, its glittery mane now matted with filth. Jess pressed down on Tina's shoulders, guiding her into a slow, grinding rhythm that made the soaked padding squelch obscenely. "There's my good girl," Jess murmured, her fingers tangling in Tina's hair, tugging just hard enough to make her gasp. Tina's breath came in ragged pants, her hips moving of their own accord now, chasing the friction that danced just out of reach. Jess leaned in, nipping at Tina's ear. "Gonna mess yourself again for Auntie Jess?" she taunted, and Tina's stomach clenched in reply, another hot spurt escaping into the already ruined diaper.

Jess grabbed some metal conraptionon a high self above the changing table and walked back reaching into her bag, pulling out a thick, ridged strap-on. Tina whimpered at the sight of it, it was the same size as her monsterous bottles. Jess pointed the metal device at her strap and Tina recognized it imediatly, Bella's shrink-ray. The strap shrank the same amount as Tina did, its intimidating size making Tina gulp , but Jess just grinned, tracing the tip along Tina's parted lips. "You did so well with Aunties' fingie. Open wide, baby doll," she cooed, wth the strap facened around a finger, she began to press forward before Tina could protest.

The stretch burned, saliva dripping down her chin as Jess rocked in shallow* thrusts*. Meanwhile, Jess's finger from her other hand returned to Tina's diaper, rubbing slow circles over the swollen mess, coaxing another pathetic mewl from Tina's throat. The conflicting sensations—the fullness in her mouth, the grinding against her aching erection—made Tina's head spin.

Her stomach gurgled yet again, another wave of pressure building as Jess fucked her face deeper.

Tina's legs trembled as she was forced to straddle the unicorn plushie, pressing just right on the sopping diaper, sending sparks of pleasure up her spine. Jess chuckled around a moan, gripping Tina's hair tighter. "Hump faster, baby girl. Wittle diaper sluts don't get to stop 'til they squirt," she teased. Syncing with Tina's frantic movements—each squishy grind against the unicorn sended fresh leaks oozing from her diaper's leg gathers. Jess's thrusts grew erratic, her strap hitting the back of Tina's throat with every snap of her finger. Seeing white, Tina sputtered, curling her toes, having cummed in her diapers twice in a row.

Tina gagged around the silicone, tears streaming down her cheeks—each one wiped away by Jess's thumb before smearing across her cheek. The diaper beneath her was a ruined wasteland of warmth and stickiness, the unicorn's horn now pressing into her overstimulated flesh through the sagging layers. Jess pulled her out her strap from Tina's mouth with a wet pop, grinning at the trail of saliva connecting Tina's lips to the toy. "Look at you," she breathed, her free hand pushing down on Tina's bloated stomach—eliciting a muffled squelch as fresh pressure built. "Gonna give Auntie one last present?"

Tina didn't have time to nod before Jess's fingers tangled in her hair again, dragging her forward onto the strap once more. The rhythm was merciless now, each thrust punctuated by Jess's whispered taunts: "That's it—hump harder, diaper slut." Tina's thighs burned as she ground against the soaked plushie, her erection trapped between the unicorn's glittery snout and the squelching padding. A high-pitched whine escaped around the toy, filling her mouth as her stomach gave another ominous groooan. Jess laughed, her fingers tightening in Tina's hair. "C'mon, baby—push for me. Everyone knows how good you are at making pushies."

The friction was unbearable—every grind sending shocks of pleasure-pain through her swollen diaper as Jess pistoned into her throat. Tina's vision blurred, her hips stuttering as the pressure built everywhere: in her aching cock, in her cramping gut, in the back of her skull where Jess's grip bordered on cruel. Then, with a muffled yelp, it happened—her back arching violently as she came, diaper splooshing obscenely as her stomach convulsed in tandem. Hot splurts painted the inside of the padding while her bowels betrayed her completely, a wet blaaarrrppt erupting beneath her as Jess rode out her climax with deep, choking thrusts.

Jess finally pulled back, leaving Tina gasping around saliva-slick lips, her diaper dripping as she collapsed onto the ruined unicorn plushie. "Such a good baby girl," Jess panted, admiring Tina's work. pearly streaks mingling with wet fabric and brown sludge, the unicorn print now unrecognizable. She tapped Tina's twitching erection, sticky with her three loads of cum, sweat, and messies. "Looks like someone loves being Auntie's little diaper slut." Tina could only whimper, her body humming with oversensitivity as Jess scooped her up, "such a dirty baby," she cooed, "coming in your diapies and making more messies THREE whole times. What would your friends say?" Tina could only whimper, her vision blurry, unaware that Jessicia was recording their entire naughty time.

Jess carried Tina to the changing table, humming as she laid her down. The cold plastic against Tina's overheated skin made her squirm, but Jess pinned her wrists with one hand, reaching for a fresh pack of 'Super Squish Unicorn Huggies' with the other. "Gotta get you cleaned up," she murmured, though her fingers lingered, tracing Tina's sticky thighs where leaks had seeped past the leg gathers. Tina's breath hitched as Jess's thumb brushed her swollen tip—*still sensitive*—and she moaned, her hips jerking pathetically. Jess laughed, pressing down harder. "Oh? Does wittle baby need another humpie?" Tina shook her head frantically, but her traitorous body responded anyway, her spent cock twitching back to life under Jess's merciless touch.

"Uh uh uh," Jess tutted as she removed her hands, "good baby girls keep their sissy clitties in a cage." She reached into her bag, pulling out a 'PETITE' brand pink chastity cage. Tina's breath hitched at the sight of it, her spent erection twitching pathetically against her belly.

Jess wasted no time, snapping the tiny cage around Tina's sensitive flesh with a click, sealing away all hope of further relief. The cold plastic pressed against her swollen skin, sending a jolt through her oversensitive body. Jess giggled, giving the cage a little tink with her fingernail—the sound echoing mockingly in Tina's ears. "There we go," she cooed, "now baby can't get too excited during her changies."

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The bedroom door creaked open, revealing Bella flanked by her entire squad—Sophie, Madison, Grace, Shruthi, and Amy—all clutching frilly outfits and giggling like a swarm of well-dressed hornets. "Naughty time's over! Now it's time for our fashion show!" Bella announced, twirling a lace-trimmed bonnet around her finger. Tina's stomach dropped—gurgle—as the girls descended upon her like a pastel hurricane. Sophie snatched her wrist, yanking her upright while Madison and Grace each grabbed a leg, spreading her wide enough for Amy to slide a ruffled petticoat beneath her new diapers. The layers of crinkling fabric brushed against Tina's caged arousal, the friction making her whimper.

Shruthi adjusted a bonnet over Tina's sweat-damp curls, tying the satin bow just tight enough to pinch as she murmured, "Uh-oh, someone's wiggly." The comment drew the girls' attention downward—to where Tina's thighs trembled, her stomach visibly churning beneath the stretched onesie grrrrnnn. Grace squealed, clapping her hands. "She's gonna blow!" The girls erupted into laughter, their fingers digging into Tina's sides as they forced her into a stiff curtsey, the motion pressing the unicorn padding firmly against her soreness.

A wet squelch answered—Sophie's phone already recording as Tina's face crumpled, her back arching against the inevitable. Braaaapppttt! The girls erupted into laughter as Tina's stomach answered with a long, wet bloooorrrpppt—the sound muffled by fresh layers but unmistakable. Madison wrinkled her nose, theatrically waving her hand. "Eww, someone's nervous," she singsonged, pressing two fingers against Tina's swollen diaper. The pressure made Tina gasp, another involuntary glooorrpp escaping into the padding. Grace giggled, pinning Tina's arms behind her back as Sophie forced the dress over her head. "Stop squirming, diaper slut," Sophie hissed, "or we'll make you wear this to school." Tina immediately froze.

Amy fastened the final petticoat under Tina's lace-trimmed dress, her fingers lingering to tap-tap the bulging diaper beneath. "Oopsy-daisy," she cooed, "someone's packing." The girls erupted into fresh giggles, leaving a pouty Tony, longing that someone would say he was 'packing,' but with his member shrivelled in its tiny pink cage, the only thing he was packing were the baby girl diapers he was slowly becoming dependent on.

Tina's stomach gurgled ominously as Shruthi tightened the bonnet's bow—each tug coinciding with a fresh cramp. Grace seized her wrists, forcing her into a wobbling curtsey that made the layered diapers make a crinkle-squelch noise. "Look at her wiggle," Madison sneered, pressing her palm against the swollen padding. The pressure was unbearable—Tina's knees buckled and her back arched. The girls became nervous, what was wrong with their new fashion baby model? Until a loud wet sss-BRRRTTTTTT erupted, the sound of Tina's bowels giving in to the laxatives, followed by a brrraaapppttt- plorrrppp and a soft ssssssplooooosh. Tina gasped, eyes watering.

Sophie's phone captured every second—the way Tina's frilly dress poofed outward with each blorrrp, the visible bulge spreading beneath the petticoats. Amy giggled, patting the mess. "Uh-oh! Baby forgot to ask for her potty again!" "Awww, such a good girl making stinkies for mommy! Can you make a big push for me, baby? " Bella nagged, and Jess joined in "come on wittle baby, you were such a good girl making so many pushies at the park for your friends! Now you have to show your aunties and mommy just how much you love making pushies in your wittle giwly diapies~ "

Tina whimpered, the laxatives churning violently. The girls erupted into coos, their fingers digging into and tickling her sides and tummy. Tony hated this—loathed the way his traitorous body obeyed, how his stomach clenched on command. Another wet sploooorrrpppt escaped, the warmth oozing up his back as the girls cheered. "Again!" Grace demanded, shaking Tina's hips like a damn maraca. The motion jostled his caged arousal—*pain-pleasure*—and his bowels answered with a squelching surrender. Sophie gasped dramatically. "Ewww, it's leaking!" Sure enough, yellow streaks crept past the leg gathers, staining the petticoat's lace. Madison squealed, "Faster!" and Tina's body betrayed him completely—a glooooorp exploding into the already ruined padding, the force making the dress poof outward like a grotesque balloon. Completely collapsing on the ground with a SPLORTCH, Tina fought to stay awake as the giant cushion beneath her continued to leak- forming a puddle around her limp body.

Bella clapped her hands with glee. "Perfect! Now for the runway!"

The girls descended upon Tina like a hurricane of pastel and lace, their hands fluttering over her trembling form as they adjusted bows, smoothed petticoats, and—cruelest of all— squished the swollen diaper beneath her dampened frilly layers. Each touch sent waves of humiliation through Tina, her stomach clenching in response, just as another cramp twisted through her gut and her already tired legs gave out. Tina could only manage to crawl down the 'runway' hating every second of it.

Sophie pinched Tina's bonnet tighter, her fingers digging into the satin ribbons as she cooed, "Ohhh, someone's blushing!" The pressure on Tina's scalp synced perfectly with the mounting pressure below—another wet glooorrrp escaping into her already fully strained diapers. Grace giggled, nudging Tina's hip with her knee. "Walkizzies, baby! Show off mommy's precious princess!" Bella cheered as she picked up Tina by her armpits and placed her back on her shaky feet. Tina wobbled forward, attempting to walk but having more of a toddle, her movements punctuated by crinkle-squelch echoes as the girls erupted into mocking applause.

Madison swooped in, adjusting the lace around Tina's waist with a vicious yank that made her gasp—just as another cramp hit. "Oopsie!" Madison sing-songed, pressing her palm against Tina's swollen belly. The contact was electric; Tina's knees buckled, sticking out her butt which erupted with a brrrrpptttt- fwomp, warmth seeping up her back. Amy squealed, "She's leaking even more!" and Shruthi theatrically fanned her face, and with her other hand patted the overflowing diapers, smushing everything deeper into Tina's thighs. Sophie's phone captured every twitch—every involuntary hitch of Tina's hips as the cage and laxatives both strained.

Grace spun Tina toward the full-length mirror, her fingers digging into Tina's petticoat-clad waist. "See how pwetty you are?" she cooed. The reflection showed a trembling mess: bonnet askew, dress straining over the bulge, and—*oh god*—a puddle made from dripping yellow creeping down Tina's inner thigh. Grace noticed too. "Faster, baby!" She jiggled Tina's hips, triggering a wet sploooorrrpppt that made the diaper droop even more and her yellowish petticoats poof outward. The girls howled with laughter as Tina's face crumpled, her body obeying despite her shame.

Sophie stepped forward with a rhinestone leash, clipping it to Tina's collar with a snick. "Time for your walkies, since you clearly don't know how to by your self" she purred, giving the leash a sharp tug—just as another cramp hit. Tina's knees collided with the hardwood as she doubled over, an audible fwsshhhhh followed by a glooooorp exploded into her padding. Amy gasped, "She's marking the floor!" Sure enough, a giant puddle of dark muddled yellow oozed onto the ground. Madison squealed, "Eww, sit!" and shoved Tina down onto the mess. The SQUELTCH was volcanic—diaper contents splurging up Tina's back and down her thighs as the girls cheered, Tina could only cry.

Tina shuddered—right as her stomach glooorped again. Bella lunged forward, pressing two fingers against Tina's diaper. "Pushyyy noooow," she demanded. Tina groaned, back arching as another splaaaat erupted. The scent hit instantly—Sophie fake-gagged while Shruthi filmed Tina's teary grimace. Madison giggled, "Who's mommy's stinky unicorn?" and thwaped at Tina's bulging padding and messaged her belly. The touches triggered a blaaaarrrppt so forceful, lace ruffles poofed outward as though they were caught in a summer's breeze. With eyes filled with tears, and voice with desperation Tina cried, "NO MORE! please..."

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Dragging her face-first into Bella's lap, "Someone is a messy girl" Bella crowed, petting Tina's head as it rested against her thigh, right as another glooorp squished into her diaper. Tina's muffled whine and begging "p-please change me" made the girls cackle. Sophie tugged the leash, forcing Tina upright—a squeltch heard from under her dress, sagging with fresh mess and a trail of drips follow her. "Beg prettier!" Grace demanded, pinching Tina's inner thigh. "O-owie!" Tina squeaked—and another brraapp escaped. The girls oohed. "Say you love being a stinky baby," Shruthi ordered, pressing her phone closer. Tina's stomach lurched. "I—I love being a stinky baby!" she gasped—right as a violent splaaaapt made her diaper leak further.

Bella smirked, "Louder! Say you want- no, beg for mushy girly diapers." Tina's thighs trembled, the mess squishing with every shallow breath. "P-please! I—I beg for girly m-mushy diapers!" she wailed—just as her bowels gave a final barpptt. The girls erupted into cheers. Jess crouched, tapping the swollen padding. "Good girl~ Now say... you want to leak even more in front of everyone." Tina's stomach gurgled- fwsshhh a fresh stream dribbled and slid down her thigh. "I—I w-want to leak more in front of everyone!" she sobbed.

Sophie fiddled with Tina's bonnet ribbons, "Say you wove messy princess diapers more than big boy pants." Her humiliation burned deeper than the laxatives. "I—I love messy princess diapers m-more than big boy pants!" The words tasted like bile, but her stomach tightened in agreement, another splurt soaking the unicorn print. Madison gasped. "She meant it!" Jess giggled, pawing at the strained padding. "Now... say you'll drink all your yummy nummy baby bottles because you're just a stupid baby girl who needs her Mommy for milkies and changies."

Tina's thighs trembled, the caged remnants of Tony's manhood twitching pathetically as fresh warmth oozed from every opening. "Y-yes! I'll drink them all!" she sobbed, "I'm just a stupid baby g-girl who needs Mommy!" Bella squealed, yanking the leash. "One more!" She leaned in, her breath hot on Tina's ear. "Beg for Mommy's special formula—the one that makes baby's tummy go all grumbly, and fills her diapers right up with cute little toots !" The girls howled as Tina's diaper brappppttt on cue. With tears in her eyes, "P-please!" Tina wailed, "I need Mommy's special formula! I—I want my tummy to go grumbly... a-and fill m-my diapers up with c-cute toots" Her voice cracked as another parrrtttp betrayed her, the scent of sour milk and baby powder thick in the air.

Jess tapped her finger against Tina's leaking diaper, recording the drip-drip of humiliation with her phone. "Such a good wittle beggar," she cooed. Yet no changing mat appeared, "But... we wanted to hear our sissy baby beg. That didn't sound like a baby to me," Grace than shoved an oversized baby bottle filled with chalky pink liquid into Tina's hands. "Drink up, stinkypants! Show your aunties and mommy just how much of a baby girl you are, and we might give baby her daipee changies!" The girls erupted into giggles as Tina's stomach groaned, her fingers fumbling against the rubber nipple. Every suckle echoed cruelly—Sophie counting each swallow like a countdown to disaster. "Five... four... three..." Tina's gut gurgled, her diaper precious squelching as she drank. "T-two..." A wet blorp escaped. The girls screamed with laughter.

Bella ripped the bottle away, replacing it with a pacifier clipped to Tina's bonnet. "Manners, my wittle princess!" she chirped, her hand slapping the swollen padding—triggering a blaaarrrppt that made Tina's dress poof up. Jess leaned in, her breath hot. "Now... beg for Unicorn Squishies." Tina's vision blurred—her caged arousal twitching against the damp padding as another cramp hit. "P-please!" she gasped around the pacifier, spitting it out, "I—I need — !" The words dripped with shame, but her bowels were faster, the shlorp of fresh mess creeped up to her lower back, resulting in a stream of tears from Tina's eyes.

Sophie dug her fingers into Tina's dampened petticoat, lifting the soggy frills to expose the ruined padding underneath. "What do you need, baby?" she taunted. Tina's stomach glooorped in response, the sound muffled by layers, yet still loud enough to be heard by all. "U-Unicorn Squishies!" she wailed, "*P-please, Mommy—I'll be good!*" Jess tisked, flicking the bulge of soiled diapers encasing the chastity cage—Tina's whole body jerked, her diaper squishing audibly. "Good babies," Jess murmured, "earn their changies." She nodded to Grace, who tossed a fresh pack of 'Super Squish Unicorn Huggies' onto the floor just out of Tina's reach. "Crawl, stinkypants."

Tina's knees hit hardwood, the movement triggering another sploorrrt—the mess oozing past the leg gathers onto her thighs as she inched forward. The girls cooed, their phones capturing every crinkle-splutch. "Faster," Bella ordered, nudging Tina's bottom with her toe. Tina gasped, her bonnet slipping over one eye as she lurched—a blaaarppt bursting free, the force making her wobble. She sobbed, fingers brushing the diaper pack, just as they were placed back out of her reach. "Say it," Sophie hissed. "I'm Mommy's baby diaper princess!" Tina screamed—just as her bowels gave out completely, a plaaaapppp exploding into the overflowing padding. The scent hit the air as the girls erupted into laughter, "tell mommy how long you want to be in diapers!"

"I—I'll wear them forever!" Tina cried. Grace giggled, revealing a pack of 'Prissy Sissy Princess' diapers, yet again placing it just beyond Tina's fingertips. "Be a good sissy baby, and beg for the pretty ones," she taunted. Tina's stomach groaned, her humiliation dripping faster than her mess as she crawled—another blorrrp escaping mid-movement. "Ple- pwease!" she wailed, "Da p-pwetty ones!" Her bonnet slid off completely as she collapsed onto the pack, her face pressed against the overly pink packaging. Jess tsked, nudging Tina's bulging diaper with her shoe. "Not yet~" she sing-songed, "Say you love mushing them just like a baby." Tina whimpered—her caged arousal throbbing—as another glooorp squelched out. "I—I love mushing them!" she sobbed, "*P-pwease, Mommy!"

Bella grabbed Tina's wrist, yanking her upright—the motion squishing the mess upward against her spine. "Who's Mommy's stinky diaper princess?" she demanded. Tina's stomach gurgled, her thighs trembling as a fresh dribble slid down her inner thigh. "M-me!" she gasped, "I'm mommy's s-stinky wittle p-pwincess!" Amy giggled, pressing her palms against Tina's swollen stomach with force, triggering a blaaarrrrppt so violent, the unicorn print stretched. "Now say you'll drink every bottle," Shruthi ordered, dangling a pink laced formula bottle, filled with medications that induce brain fog, just out of reach. Tina groaned, her bowels churning. "I alre- Y-yes!" she wailed, "Every bottle! I wi- I—I need them!"

Grace snatched the pacifier off of Tina's discarded bonnet, jamming it into her mouth with a pop. "Beg prettier, baby" she hissed. Tina whimpered, her words garbled around the rubber nipple as another splooorrt escaped. The girls cooed mockingly—Sophie circling to pat the bulge rhythmically, each tap syncing with Tina's hitching breaths. "P-pwease!" Tina sobbed around the pacifier, "C-cwean pwitty sissy pwincess diapies!" Jess tsked, flicking the chastity cage—Tina jolted, her diaper glooorping in response. "What's the magic word, baby?" Bella purred. Tina's vision blurred; humiliation dripped faster than the mess oozing down her thighs. "I-uh, Mommy... change me!" she begged, her voice breaking as her stomach lurched again.

Madison giggled, Louder!" she demanded. Tina whimpered, her squeltching diaper drooping as she wailed, "P-PWEASE MOMMY! I—I'LL BE YOUR GOOD WITTLE BABY GUWL!" The girls erupted into shrieks—Bella seizing Tina's wrist and dragging her toward the changing table, her frilly dress poofing with every squishy step. "Wait!" Jess erupted, halting Tina mid-stagger. "Say... you love your messy diapers more than wearing big girl panties." Tina's thighs trembled with a fssshh, the warmth creeping up her back, stomach, and down her thighs; sending a wave of chills. "I—I wuv weawing my messy diapies... m-more than... big g-guwl panties!*" she sobbed, her voice tiny as the pacifier began to bob with a noisy suckle.

Grace squealed, pressing her phone inches from Tina's leaking bulge. "Beg for Mommy to put you in your sissy diapers!" she hissed, holding Tina by the ribbon tied around her middle. Tina hunched, her stomach glooorping—the sound echoing crudely in the sudden silence. "P-PWEASE! MY PWETTY SISSY DIPIES!" she shrieked, her pleading punctuated by a blaaarrppt that made her toes curl. Bella gasped, slapping Tina's exposed squishy padding. "Tell Mommy why you need them!" Tina whimpered, her thoughts slipping into mush as the mess and her tummy churned. "B-BECAUSE... I—I NEED TO BE A... A STINKY BABY PWINCESS!" The girls exploded into laughter—Bella lifting Tina onto the changing table, dropping her with a splaaat.

Jess brushed through Tina's short sweaty curls, twisting some of her hair into teeny pigtails while cooing, "Who's our wittle diaper addict?" Tina's hips jerked, the cage pinching as her bowels betrayed her again with a blop- sshhh, the warmth creeping through her diaper and leaking on the changing mat. "M-ME!" she wailed, her toes curling as the girls prodded her swollen belly. "Say it with feeling!" Madison snapped, kneading Tina's stomach like dough. Tina gulped, her diaper glooorping on cue. "I—I ADDICTED TO... TO MESSY DIAPIES!*" she sobbed, her voice breaking "I WOVE WEAWING SISSY DIAPIES a-AND MAKING MESSIES IN DEM-" the girls clapped, agreeing that Tina finally earned her diaper change, or so she thought.

Grace tossed the fresh 'Prissy Sissy Princess' diapers onto the table, slapping Tina's bulging padding. "Beg for the powder too," she taunted, wiggling a bottle of glittery baby powder. Tina whimpered, back arching as another sqlurrpp escaped. "P-PWEASE!" she gasped, "P-POWDER YOUR STINKY BABY GIWL!" The girls squealed, crowding around as Jess peeled the ruined diapers away—the stench blooming as clumps plopped onto the table. Sophie gagged dramatically, filming while the baby was wiped clean, zooming in on Tina's pretty pink cage.

Bella squeezed Tina's thighs together, as Grace drizzled the powder cruelly slow—each puff syncing with Tina's hitching breaths. "Say you love smelling like baby powder," Jess ordered, tapping the cage with her nail "and the cage too." Tina jolted, her hips twitching as cute little puutttt escaped her with a white powdery cloud. "I—I WUV IT!" she wailed, "P-PWEASE MAKE ME SMELL PWETTY!" Madison giggled, holding two pairs of plastic pants. "Beg for the frilly ones!" she hissed, dangling the lace-trimmed plastic covering just out of reach. Tina's stomach painfully glooorped, her toes curling as she sobbed, "F-FWILLY PANTIES!" Tina's tummy rumbled angrily, "I—I NEED DEM!"

Sophie pressed the fresh diaper under Tina's hips. "Tell Auntie why you deserve clean diapers," she purred. Tina whimpered, as her bowels churned loudly. "B-BECAUSE..." she gasped, another frappp squeezed out with a poof of baby powder, knowing that she couldn't hold back for much longer Tina began to panic, "I—I PWOMISE TO- uh... TO MESS DEM FAST! WEALLY WEALLY FAST!" The girls erupted into laughter, Grace sealing the tape of one diaper shut with a crinkle that made Tina shiver. "Not just yet baby~" Bella sing-songed, wiggling a bottle of laxative filled baby formula. "Beg for this first." Tina's eyes widened in horror, her stomach lurching at the sight. "P-PWEASE!" she shrieked, "*I—I WUV MOMMY'S YUCKY MILKIES!*" Jess cooed, shoving the nipple between Tina's lips. "Drink allll of it," she hissed, tilting the bottle upright.

Tina suckled desperately, her throat convulsing as the chalky pink liquid filled her mouth. Every gulp echoed, Sophie counting down from ten while Madison prodded Tina's swollen belly. "Five... four..." Tina's gut rumbled, a last ditch effort from her body to get her to stop drinking the brain fog laced milk. "Three... two..." Jess yanked the bottle away, replacing it with a glittery pink pacifier. "Now," Bella grinned, patting Tina's fresh diaper, "tell Mommy you want to mush this one faster than the last." Tina whined, her stomach groaning. "What a good girl! You must really want more diapers!"

Tina's voice was overshadowed, her stomach bubbling violently, as her bowels answered in her stead, her momentarily clean padding filled with a hot BLLOOOOORRRPPP! The sound slightly muffled by her 'Prissy Sissy Princess' diaper, but the immediate brownish sag at the seat of her singular diaper was all too obvious.

The girls cheered, their phones capturing the exact moment the princess print bulged, squelching with each poke and prod. "Louder!" Shruthi demanded. "I—I WUV MAKING MESSIES!" Tina wailed, her voice breaking as another blaaarrppt escaped. Jess giggled, slapping the swelling diaper. "Good baby~ Now say... you want to wear diapers to school." Tina froze, her bowels lurching at the thought. "P-PWEASE, NO!" she sobbed—but her traitorous stomach glooorped, followed by a bawmpf from her backside, the mess filling up to the front of the diaper with a squish . "That not what you were told to say, baby." Bella deadpanned, "do I need to grab the paddle? or do you want to wear diapers all the time?"

"Cause last I checked, wanting to wear diapers all the time also means wearing them everywhere. Which includes at our University. Unless my baby was lying to her mommy earlier, which would make her a very naughty baby." Bella spat, as she dangled the paddle tauntingly. " I- Uh...Y-YES! -er, no." Tina sputtered, encased in fear from that heart covered paddle. "I—I WANNA WEAR MY DIPIES EVERYWHERE! ... even to s-school... o-OR WHATEVERY MOMMY WANTS!" she shrieked. The girls erupted into laughter as Madison pressed her palms against Tina's belly—triggering a blooorrpp that made the plastic pants stretch. "Beg for Mommy to check your diapee every hour," Grace hissed, twisting Tina's pigtail. "P-PWEASE!" Tina gasped, "C-CHECK ME, MOMMY! I—I NEED IT!" Sophie squealed, yanking Tina's dress up to expose the drooping padding. "Now say you love when Mommy's friends pat and pway wif your diapee," she purred. Tina whimpered, her thighs trembling as another hisssss escaped. "I—I WUV IT!" she sobbed, "P-PAT ME! I—I DESERVE IT!"

Jess cooed, patting Tina's bulging diaper rhythmically. "Such a good baby," she murmured, her fingers digging cruelly into the swollen padding. Each press squelched—Tina's hips thrusting in the air as the mess sloshed warmly against her skin, cradling her every movement. "Tell Auntie how badly you need your diapie changed," Bella ordered, wiggling the paddle again. Tina's back arched, her toes curling as a wet blorrpp escaped. "SO BAD!" she mewled, "P-PWEASE, MOMMY! I—I CAN'T HOLD IT!" The girls giggled, circling as Grace peeled the nearly brown diaper open, "ewww!" Sophie teased, zooming in with her phone on Tina's cage. "Omg, look! She was barely in this thing for ten minutes, and she still managed to mush all the way up her back!" Jess pinched Tina's thighs, cooing as she wiped slowly, each swipe dragging crumbs of humiliation across sensitive skin.

Cleaned up and placed over a new 'Prissy Sissy Princess' diaper with Grace about to apply powder, Tina began to fuss as her tummy began to twist. "Aww, looks like some-baby likes her diapers," Grace teased as she lifted Tina's legs and slowly powdered her bum. This only caused Tina to start squirming, her stomach letting out grumble loud warnings for rumble what is about to come. Tina knew Grace would take her sweet time with the baby powder, nervous that she may take a longer time to close her diaper than the laced formula to kick in, Tina begged. "P-PWEASE DIAPIE-" Gurgle "that's right, little girl, I'm getting you powdered up for your next diapie" Grace said with a sadistic smile and her phone pointed at Tina, "and it sounds like you can't wait to use it~ Which diapie does the wittle baby want to fill up next? Your auntie can go grab whatever pattern her little girl wants!" Tina could tell Grace was doing this on purpose, making the change take way longer, especially since the princess diaper was already half way on, but she felt her rational thoughts become fuzzy as she thought about her increasing need for a diaper. "WAN SISSY P-PWINCESS DIAPIE NOW-" Grumble "well you seem excited-" Gargle " alright, baby-kins, sissy princess it is!" Grace reached to pull up the front of the diaper but paused, "oopsies, I forgot to ask baby who she wants to diaper her. Here I can go and get everyone so you-" But Grace was cut off before she could walk away.

Tina was becoming more desperate by the second, she whimpered as she focusing her strength on holding her stinkies in, she attempted a quiet final plea, "wan auntie gwacie-" Gargle "pwease h-hurr-" a bubbly GROAN from her belly sent sharp pains, "hur- hurnnggg- gAHH~" her legs spasmed as a moan escaped from behind her paci, and a Ploorp escaped from her behind, landing onto the clean padding beneath her. "Aww," Grace mocked, drizzling powder slowly over Tina's rumbling tummy, and twitching cage. "Does baby like being all stinky and powdered?" Tina nodded desperately, her pacifier bobbing as the fresh warmth flumped onto the fresh diaper, and tears pricked her eyes. "Mhmm!" she whined, her voice tiny and muffled. Amy smirked at the pathetic display and at Grace who was recording it, Amy reached over to tape the diaper shut with a crinkle and a scloorch that made Tina shiver. "Wow, Tinkle Tina, you are such a baby aren't you? Our little girl couldn't even hold it during her diaper change," Amy taunted.

Tina, who was on a high from finally releasing some of the painful pressure in her tummy, was suddenly brought back to reality. But the only response she had was to turn her head in shame, her tears turning into wet sobs and to suckle faster on her pacifier. "Now, you're supposed to say thank you," Amy ordered, slapping the padding firmly. Tina jolted, her cage sputtering as another glooorp squished out. "T-TANK OO, AUNTIE AMY!" she sobbed, "such a good baby girl~" Amy murmured. "So as a reward, I'll give you plenty of the diapers you've been begging for." Tina was thankful that Amy would get her into a new clean diaper, she lied back down in the table- ready to be changed. Walking to the table with six 'Prissy Sissy Princess' diapers was Amy, still holding that sinister grin. Tina didn't realize what Amy's plan was until she had taped the new diaper over the messy one, she tried to whine and squirm to let Amy know that she wanted a change but Amy didn't understand, or chose to ignored her. Amy closed the last diaper with an exaggerated sigh, landing a powerful smack to Tina's seven layers of padding to signal that the change is done.

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Jess giggled, fondling Tina's bulging diaper rhythmically. "Good baby," she cooed, her fingers digging cruelly into the crotch of the padding, Tina could barely feel a nudge of her cage through the thick (mostly) dry layers. "Tell Mommy how pretty baby feels in her sissy diapers," Bella teased, twisting Tina's pigtails.

Suddenly, Tina's body acted against her own will, instinctively crouching and groaning, "gnnh- hmmph- nngH- NUHHG- GUUHH!" Before she could even begin to process what was happening, a loud BLUURRTTTPP followed by a soft thwump and a rapid wave of sticky heat cradling her 'princess parts' made her understand why she started making pushies without thinking. Then the realization dawned on her, she had automatically used her diaper before she even knew that she had to go- and this time she couldn't blame the lax-laced baby bottles, if her empty tummy and solid mess had anything to say. But before she could stand up and beat herself up over her genuine accident, she felt her legs spread wider and her body fall into a deeper crouch.

With another round of involuntary pushies and groans, "hnng- nmm- mmMPH- HAA-" SPLORRTCH her diapers, now filled with mushy heat, were starting to sag. Her mid was so foggy, only able to remember how nice the warm embrace on her bottom feels, and that her mommy asked her about her sissy diapers, eager to answer her mommy Tina does just that.

"SO PWETTY!" she mewled , dropping to the ground and mushing into the warm squishies, "I—I FEEL WIKE A BABY PWIN—" the girls erupted into laughter cutting off Tina. "Now," Sophie hissed, dangling another bottle tauntingly, "beg for Mommy's special milky." Tina whimpered, her stomach gurgling out of hunger as she reached pathetically, her fingers brushing the nipple before Jess yanked it away. "P-PWEASE!" she shrieked, her voice breaking as a final gloorrrpp exploded into the padding, leaving her head to feel less fuzzy as she was fed three large lax-laced bottles.

Grace squealed, lifting Tina into the dollhouse, her legs dangling uselessly over the edge as the girls crowded around. "Who's Mommy's wittle diaper dolly?" Bella cooed, patting the swollen padding mockingly. Tina blubbered as the warmth began to cool, "M-ME!" she wailed, "I—I AM!" Jess giggled, dropping her into the doll sized baby bouncer—as she was placed into the frilly baby bouncer, the seat of her diaper squeltching as it pressed into the holder. "Bounce, stinkypants," Madison ordered, prodding Tina's belly with her finger. Tina whined, her hips twitching and thrusting as the movement squelched—the girls laughing as wet Sploorrtts escaped with every jiggle.

Jess tightened the bouncer straps cruelly, the frilly seat digging into Tina's soiled padding. "Don't want our baby tipping over," she sing-songed, patting the swollen diaper. Tina squealed, her toes curling as a hot hssssssssss stream soaked into the thirsty padding. Bella giggled, lifting Tina's pink sparkly pacifier and forcing in in her mouth with a wet POP. "The perfect accessory," she murmured, playing with Tina's hair. "Now you stay there while we get ready for Amy's party!"

"Look at her go!" Grace shrieked, filming as every bounce squished, soggy Pffftts escaping synchronized to Tina's yelps. Jess jiggled her hips mockingly, mirroring Tina's frantic bouncing as the plastic pants stretched thin under pressure. "Think she'll fill it before we leave?" Sophie purred, prodding Tina's swollen belly until another hisssss answered for her.

The girls started rummaging through Bella's closet for each of their outfits. Bella picked up a pink skin tight silk dress and twirled around while humming, "I think I'll wear this! Someone should give Tina a matching one." Tina, strapped tightly in her bouncer, whimpered as a wet Farpptt went into her drooping diapers. Quickly snapping a photo of Tina before cleaning her up. "Now baby, you've been such a good girl today so I'm giving you a lot of privileges at the party. BUT, I can take them away as soon as I please. Got it?" Bella lectured, Tina only nodding.

"I will make you human sized, and you will only have to wear one diaper under your dress. That way you have a better chance with the boys~" Tina started to squirm— HE was TONY, and he was not gay. HE did not want to 'have a chance with the boys'. But Bella simply grew him to 5 ft and put on her matching skin tight dress, matching with Tina's collar. "Such a cute little girl!" Bella teased as she patted Tina's head, "and don't worry, Tinkles, the diaper just makes it look like you have a nice ass— until you have an accident. Then EVERYONE from our Uni will not only know you wear dresses, but wittle baby sissy diapers too~"

Tina's cheeks burned as Bella spun her around, inspecting the seamless fit of the silk dress, how it clung unnaturally smooth over the thick padding beneath. The crinkle was barely audible over the party music pumping from downstairs, but it might as well have been a foghorn to Tina's ears. Bella slid her pacifier clip onto Tina's collar, tucking the rubber nipple just beneath the lace. "Emergency use only," she whispered, pinching Tina's cheek hard enough to make her yelp. "Or I'll tell everyone you begged for it."

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The first step downstairs sent a pain in Tina's tummy. The laxatives were working fast. She clenched her thighs together, but the dress's tightness forced her into a mincing walk that drew eyes immediately. Amy's boyfriend, Liam, wolf whistled from the snack table. "Damn, Bella. Who's your friend?"

Bella shoved Tina forward with a sugary laugh. "This is Tina! She's kina a slut for attention." Tina's breath hitched as Amy sidled up behind her, pressing a manicured hand against her rear—directly over her diaper. "You should dance with her," Amy purred, fingers digging just enough to make Tina whimper. "think of her as our one time pass" Amy winked to her boyfriend, immediately picking up on the insinuation, he giddily accepted.

Liam's grin turned wolfish as he pulled Tina toward the makeshift dance floor, his palm sliding down to grip her hips. The bass pulsed through the floorboards, matching with the churning in Tina's stomach. Each twirl exposed the faint crinkles beneath her dress, making her want to get off the dance floor as soon as possible. So when Liam suggested they go somewhere 'a bit quieter, Tina jumped at the opportunity without a second thought.

He dragged her into the dim hallway, pressing her against the wall with a chuckle. "You're kinda shy, huh?" he murmured, his breath warm against her ear. Tina's stomach gurgled ominously as his hands slid down her sides, pausing at the hem of her dress. "You wanna make it up to me?" Liam's fingers hooked under the fabric, brushing the top of her diaper before she could protest. Tina froze—her throat tight as his other hand cupped her chin, tilting her face up. "Open wide, princess~"

The first salty taste hit her tongue as Liam groaned above her. Tina squeezed her eyes shut, focusing on the rhythmic motion instead of the growing pressure in her bowels. She heard footsteps behind her and someone saying "nice score Liam," but as she was about to turn around, Liam's grip tightened in her hair, speeding up his pace. Due to their positions this increase made it so that Tina has basically humping Liam's leg from the sheer force of his face fucking. As Tina started to focus on sucking Liam's dick, just as she had Jess' fingers and strap, her stomach gave a painful gurgle followed by a violent BLAAPP from her behind—the unmistakable squish of her diaper filling just as he shuddered with release. His hips stuttered mid-thrust. "The fuck—?" Liam pulled back abruptly, his gaze darting down to where the front of her dress bulged unnaturally from the swelling padding and her straining cock beneath. "Are you...?" His voice dripped with horrified fascination as he yanked her dress up, exposing the crinkling pink plastic now straining under fresh mush. "No fucking way."

"I thought you were some kind of hot slutty chick, but you're just some gross fucking faggot." Liam's words dripped disgust, his lips curling as Tina—no, Tony—crouched frozen against the wall, the salty taste still coating his tongue. His stomach lurched violently as Liam's fingers pulled him off the ground, salty tears matching the taste in his mouth.

Liam twisted Tony's collar, dragging him toward the living room where the bass pulsed louder. "Everyone's gotta see this," he snarled, shoving Tony forward as his diaper squelched with every staggered step. The music died abruptly when Liam yanked Tony's dress up, exposing the ruined padding beneath to a sea of widened eyes. "Look what your sister's been hiding!"

Bella squealed, clapping her hands as Amy lunged forward, prodding the swollen diaper with a beer bottle. "No fucking way," he guffawed, the glass clinking against the padding around Tony's cage. "You piss yourself too, baby?" Tony shook violently, his stomach churning as warmth trickled. The crowd erupted, phones flashing causing a drink to spill on Liam. He forced Tony onto his knees, grinding his shoed foot into the messy padding. "Lick it clean, sissy." Hands grabbing at Tony's dress as his bowels betrayed him again with a wet blorrrp. Jess yanked his collar, forcing his face into the spill. "Show them how bad you need it," she hissed. Tony gagged on warm beer and his own humiliation, his tongue lapping automatically BLUSHING as Liam filmed.

Tony tried to run upstairs, but Jess was still holding his collar. "Uh uh uh, where does baby Tina think she's going? The real party just started!" Sophie giggled, prodding Tony's swollen diaper with a high-heeled toe. "Look at this mess," she mocked, twisting her foot until the plastic creaked and crinkled. Liam grabbed Tony's chin, forcing his head up. "Tell everyone what you are," he demanded.

Tony's throat tightened, his stomach churning as a blrrrttt was released into the overloaded padding. The crowd leaned in, phones flashing. "I- I'm a wittle diapie giwl," she whimpered, voice breaking.

"Louder!" Amy shrieked, slapping the diaper hard making a wet squelch, pushing mush up Tony's back. "I'M A STINKY WITTLE BABY GIWL!" she wailed, tears dripping onto Liam's sneaker. Jess yanked his pigtails, forcing her onto all fours. "Crawl back to Mommy," she purred, kicking her diapered rear with a crinkle. Each movement squished audibly, laughter erupting as Tina reached Bella's feet.

Only one face in the crowd wasn't laughing—Nina, the quiet girl from Tony's physics lab group, her glasses slipping as she stared at the degradation. She remembered how her and Tony's fingers brushed passing the attendance sheet from their TA; and how he rejected her confession, his lips sticky with venom as he insulted Nina for thinking she ever had a chance. Now his lips were sticky with Liam's cum, dress hiked to expose the soiled padding. Nina's fists clenched, but she froze as Bella grabbed Tony's collar, dangling a fresh diaper tauntingly.

"Beg for it, like the good girl you are" Bella cooed, crinkling the pink plastic in his face. Tony's stomach churned, his thighs trembling, and his bum smeared with his own mess. "P-PWEASE!*" he blubbered, Tony arching his back to present his swollen diaper with a girlish whimper, "I- I NEED MUH DIAPIE CHANGIES!"

The crowd howled with laughter, but Nina's breath hitched as she watched Tony's tears drip onto the floor. Her fingers twitched, until Liam shoved past her, grinding his knee into Tony's diaper with a wet squish. "Disgusting," he spat, yanking Tony's hair so he was looking at Liam's bulge. "Who wants to see how much more this faggot can hold?" he roared, while unzipping his pants.

Tony's eyes widened, his stomach churning as Liam's hands twisted in his pigtails. "Open wide, princess~" Liam growled, pulling his hair and forcing Tony's mouth onto him again. The crowd erupted, phones flashing as Tony gagged, his nose pressed against Liam's pubes with each thrust. "Say my name- mmhh" Liam half moaned, enjoying the feeling of Tony's mouth, if only he could get that sissy to put his name in there too. "Say your daddy's name, sissy bitch" Liam demanded, slapping Tony's cheek with his cock. "ummhhh— L-Liam- uhhhhhh... M-my- Mmmm... Y-you daddy-uhhhhh" Tony hardly managed to keen as he sucked and humped his daddy. "T-thats it princess... g-goood girl-" Liam praised as he was reaching his climax. "T-T-TINAAaa!" Liam sputtered as he came. Tony mewled around Liam's cock, sending vibrations that earned an extra groan from daddy.

Sophie howled with laughter, prodding Tony's diaper with her stiletto. "Look at her go!" she shrieked, filming as Tony's hips twitched desperately, his cage straining against the wet padding. Liam yanked him off, drool dripping from Tony's chin as he panted. "Again!" Liam ordered, slapping his cock against Tony's lips. "D-deh-daddy," Tony whimpered, his tongue lapping automatically, "already my obedient little girl". The crowd cheered as Liam hilted himself again—Tony's throat convulsing around him. "She's addicted!" Amy cackled, pouring beer over Tony's diapered ass. The liquid dribbled into the messy padding, amplifying the squelch as Tony bounced helplessly on his knees and his daddy's foot.

Liam hissed, fingers tangling in Tony's pigtails as he pounded deeper. "Say. my. name. again," he growled, twisting the hair until Tony whined around his cock. "*Mmmphh— d-DADDY L-LIAM!*" Tony hummed, the vibrations sending Liam over the edge with a snarl. "Fuck—TINA!" he roared cum filling Tony's mouth as the crowd exploded into jeers. Jess yanked Tony back, forcing him to swallow while patting his diaper mockingly. "Good girl," she purred, wiping dribble and semen from his chin with her thumb. "Now show everyone how much you love daddy." Tony whined, leaning forward to lick Liam's shaft clean—his diaper gurgling wetly beneath him.

Sophie cackled, stomping her heel into Tony's swollen padding. " Awwww, look! She's begging for more!" she shrieked, grinding her foot until warm mush oozed up Tony's back. Liam grabbed Tony's jaw, tilting his face up. "Is that right? Do you want another round, princess?" Tina nodded desperately, tears dripping as her tongue darted out pathetically, panting like a dog. The crowd whooped as Liam shoved back in, slapping his hips against Tina's nose with each thrust. "Mmmh such a good cocksucker," Liam moaned, fingers digging into Tina's scalp. "Bet you wish you could cum too, huh?" He twisted Tina's cage cruelly, laughing as pre dribbled into the already soaked diaper.

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Tina gurgled around Liam's shaft, her hips twitching uselessly as the crowd chanted her humiliating name. "TINA! TINA! TINA!" They cheered, clapping to the rhythm of Liam's thrusts. Jess leaned down, whispering hotly into Tina's ear: "Daddy's using your mouth like his favorite toy, just like you always wanted, Tony." Tina whined high and pitched, her throat fluttering around Liam's cock as another wet blorrrp escaped her padding. Liam groaned loudly, pulling Tina's hair to force eye contact. "Gonna fill your diaper while I fill your throat, sissy," he panted, slamming deeper until Tina's nose buried in his pubes.

Tony was NOT gay, this is the LAST thing he would ever want, or willingly do, but Tina LOVES it. She gets a fire in her belly from her messy diapers, her sissy dresses, from making humpies and pushies, but she especially LOVES her new daddy. Just thinking of him makes Tina dribble a little pre- and tinkles, she loves everything about him, especially how masculine he is and his big fat cock.

Liam groans as Tina manages to slurp around every inch her tiny pig tails and the rest of her hair tangled in his fists. "*Fuck, you take cock better than real girls, Tina," he hisses, yanking her head back just to slam his hips forward again. Her diaper squelches beneath her with each jerky thrust, the warm mush creeping up her back as Amy pours beer into the overflowing padding, out of jealousy and to humiliate Tina.

Repressed feelings claws at Liam's ribcage even as his cock twitches deeper down Tina's throat. He should be repulsed—he was repulsed, wasn't he? Of course he was, no way captain of the hockey team could be a fag—but the desperate whimpers vibrating around his dick twist something dark and hungry in his gut. "I think I'm gonna keep you," he snarls, kneeling to crush Tina's face against his thigh, ghosting his throbbing member. As his fingers paw at the soggy diaper beneath her. He whispered in her ear, "my personal diapered sissy slut." Tina shivered as a tingle flew from her ear and twisted into a hot coil in her tum tum, causing her to leak as much cum as her cage allowed.

Amy's laugh cracks sharp beside them, her manicured fingers digging into Tina's diaper. "Disgusting," she spits, but her eyes flicker to Liam's grip, how his thumb strokes Tina's jawline almost tenderly mid-fuck. "You actually like this faggot, don't you?" Her voice drips venom, nail jabbing into Tina's leaking padding. Liam freezes, his hips stuttering—then slams Tina harder onto his cock with a growl. "Gross, no way I'd be a fucking fairy freak like him. huuuuu— It's only cause she is so fucking- uhhhh- good with my cock. unlike you." he grunted while being sucked

The crowd murmurs, phones still formation of the nightmare unfolding. Nina stumbles back, her physics notes crinkling in her pocket, the same equations Tony had explained to her gently with those lips, his fingers lingering on the textbook. Now those lips stretch obscenely around Liam's shaft, drool dripping onto his sneakers, his fingers now clawing at Liam's waist. "Pathetic," Amy hisses, yanking Tina's 'emergency' pacifier. "At least real girl don't shit themselves." Liam's hand clenches protectively in Tina's hair, just for a second, before he shoves her face down with renewed ferocity. "Shut the fuck up," he snarls, but his hips stutter when Tina whimpers around him, her diaper sloshing.

Liam's thumb brushes Tina's tear-streaked cheek unconsciously, his stomach twisting as she nuzzles into the touch like a starving puppy. "Fuck," he breathes, cock throbbing at the submission, the way her eyes flutter shut when he pulls her hair just right. Amy notices. "Ew," she screeches, slapping his shoulder. "*You're actually into this freak!" Liam wrenches Tina off, spittle connecting her lips to his dick. "I'm not a fucking faggot," he roars, but his hand subtly cradles Tina's cheek as she leans into the touch.

Jess catches the contradiction, grinning as she dangles a fresh diaper tauntingly. "Prove it," she dares, nodding to Amy. "Let her fuck Tina's face instead." The crowd whoops, but Liam's jaw clenches. "Fine," he snarls, not meeting her eyes as he answers, unable to look.

Amy grabs Tina's hair, grinding her knee into Tina's diaper with a wet squelch. "Open* wide, slut," she hisses, pressing her thumb against Tina's lips. But Tina whimpers, eyes darting to Liam, who is tensely staring at the floor, trying to ignore her, and his feelings for her.

Liam's fists clench as Amy yanks Tina's face forward, shoving her own fingers into that saliva-slick mouth. His stomach twists at the sight, not from disgust, but something hotter, darker. Tina's lips stretching around Amy's manicured digits should repulse him. Instead, his cock throbs against his jeans. Then Jess brought down her strap for Amy.

Amy grinds her knee into Tina's diaper, leaning down to hiss, "Bet you wish this was Liam's cock, huh?" Tina's whimper is muffled but her longing eye speak for her. Tina's hips twitch and trust helplessly as another praappptttt escapes into her padding. Liam's breath hitches, unnoticed by the crowd, but not by Bella, who smirks from the sidelines. Liam should look away, but he can't.

Amy digs her fingers deeper, twisting Tina's tongue as Jess adjusts the strap-on mockingly. "Say thank you, sissy," Amy demands, slapping Tina's cheek with the rubber tip. Tina gurgles, "T-Tankoo, M-Miss Amy," her voice breaking as Liam unconsciously clenches his fists to the point that he's white-knuckled.

The strap presses in, Tina's lips stretching, but her eyes lock onto Liam's tensed form, pleading. But he doesn't move, or at least his legs don't, as that would be an admission to the secret he's been holding his whole life. Seeing Tina, HIS Tina, being used by another frustrated him in more ways than one, feeling the strain in his jeans.

Amy grinds the silicone tip cruelly, twisting Tina's mini pigtails until she whimpers, but Liam's jaw clenches at the sound. "You like that, sissy?" Amy hisses, slamming the strap deeper. Tina's diaper gurgles wetly, her hips jerking helplessly as Liam's fingers dig into his thighs. The crowd whoops, but his vision tunnels on Tina's tear-streaked face, the way her throat clenches around the intrusion—his throat, his sissy.

Jess catches Liam's expression, grinning as she presses Tina's nose into Amy's crotch. "Beg for it, diaper slut," she purrs. Tina gurgles, "P-PWEASE, M-MISS AMY!" -but her eyes flick to Liam, "PWEASE WET ME BE YOUR DIAPIED FAGGY" Liam's cock twitched, knowing that the pathetic begging was meant for him.

Amy slaps the strap-on against Tina's cheek, grinding it slowly over her lips. "Such a needy little whore," she sneers, but her gaze darts to Liam's straining jeans. "Too bad your daddy doesn't want you." Tears prick Tina's eyes as she suckles on the rubber phallus.

Liam's knuckles whiten, his cock trapped between denial and desire. He should recoil, should feel disgust, but Tina's whimpers coil hot in his gut. "Fuck," he mutters, shifting his stance as Amy rams the strap deeper, making Tina gag. The sound pulls at something primal in him, no longer caring that he was in public, he palms and grinds at the large bulge in his jeans, imagining it was Tina touching him.

Amy and Liam both finish.

Amy hisses through clenched teeth as Tina slobbers over the strap-on, "Filthy faggot," she spits, yanking Tina's hair to expose her tear-streaked face. But her eyes lock onto Liam's hand cupping his own erection, jealousy flaring. "Enjoying the show, captain?" she sneers, digging her heel into Tina's leaking diaper. Liam flinches, jerking his hand away, but not before Tina moans around the rubber, her diaper squelching beneath her. His thighs tremble with restraint.

Amy wrenches the strap-on free, slapping Tina's cheek with it. "Pathetic," she snarls, but her voice wavers, Liam's gaze lingering on Tina's swollen lips is undeniable. "You want this freak more than ME?" Her manicured hand clenches around Tina's hair, dragging her upright, just to shove her face into Liam's crotch. "Fine. Take her." Tina nuzzles instinctively against Liam's denim-strained bulge, her whimper muffled by fabric. "Fuuuck-" Liam breathes.

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Tina crawls after him, diaper squishing obscenely, "WAIT!" The plastic rustles as she pitches forward, faceplanting into the pavement. Liam flinches, almost turning back— Jess howls, "Look at the diapered puppy!" Tina's sobbing "DADDY!" echoing behind him.

Liam's chest heaved as he slammed his apartment door shut, the echo of Tina's sobbed "DADDY!" still clawing at his eardrums. He scrubbed his hands over his face, still smelling her powdered skin, the sour-sweet musk of her ruined diaper, when time stood still, Liam's heart lodged in his throat. Answering a knock on his door, Bella as she lifted the stroller's canopy with deliberate slowness. There, nestled in frilly pink blankets, lay Tina—swollen diaper on full display, her tear-streaked face lifting with pathetic hope at the sight of him. "M-Mommy Bella says... says it's naptime," she hiccupped, fingers clutching her unicorn stuffie. "B-But I wanna be... your sissy, daddy Liam"

Bella's grin was venomous as she popped the stroller's brake. "Isn't she adorable?" she cooed, yanking Tina upright by her petticoat until the crinkling diaper sagged between her thighs. "Kept begging me to take her to daddy and to be your little diaper girlfriend— she even tried to crawl after you." She punctuated the statement by jamming a pacifier between Tina's teeth, the rubber suckles obscenely loud as Liam's traitorous dick twitched. Tina mewled around it, eyes glazed, whether from humiliation or the laxatives, he couldn't tell, but he knew it was hot.

"Pathetic," Liam muttered, but his fingers curled into fists at his sides. Tina whined, her padded hips wiggling—Christ, she was grinding against nothing, her diaper squeltching under the motion. The scent hit him then—baby powder and something muskier, something distinctly Tina—and his pulse jumped. Bella shoved the stroller forward until the wheels bumped his shins. "She's your problem now," she lied, already stepping back. "Change her, fuck her, throw her in a dumpster... I don't care. Just take her."

Tina gasped, her knees pressing together as another pfffft escaped her swollen padding. The sound was obscenely wet. Liam's nostrils flared. "I- Bella, wait—!" he yelled, but Bella was already strutting away, tossing a wave over her shoulder. "Have fun, Captain Obvious." The door clicked shut behind her, leaving Liam alone with the sniffling, diaper-clad mess at his feet.

Tina whimpered, pressing her face against his jeans. Her hot breath seeped through the fabric, making his cock twitch. "P-Pwease, Daddy," she slurred around the pacifier, her pink-painted nails digging into his calf. "I-I'll be good... I pwomise." Another gurgle sounded from her diaper, the scent of baby powder and something distinctly salty curling between them. Liam's throat went dry.

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He should push her away. Should laugh, should leave, but Tina's desperate nuzzling burned through his resolve. His fingers tangled in her hair, yanking her head back until her pacifier popped free with a wet plop. "You want to be my sissy?" he growled, grinding his heel into her swollen diaper. Tina sobbed, her thighs squelching together. "*Y-YES*, Daddy! Pwease—pwease keep me!"

The crack of his palm against her padded ass was loud, the plastic crinkled as she arched into it. "Disgusting," Liam hissed—but his other hand was already fumbling with his belt, the clink of metal making Tina whimper. She knew that sound. His fully erect cock sprang free, slapping against her tear-streaked cheek. "Clean it," he ordered, shoving her face into his groin. Tina moaned, her tongue lapping at the precum beading on his tip—her diaper gushing warmly beneath her as another accident escaped with a fissshhhh.

Liam snarled, gripping her pigtails to yank her mouth onto him deeper. "Fuck—still leaking like a filthy baby," he grunted, thrusting past her gagging throat. Her nose pressed into his pelvis, her choking sending vibrations up his shaft—but the wet squish of her ruined padding was worse. Or better. He couldn't fucking tell anymore.

Tina gurgled around his cock, her diaper gushing another warm flood beneath her frilly skirt. Her hips jerked instinctively, grinding her sensitive cage into the soggy plastic—Christ, she was getting off on this. Liam groaned, his balls tightening at the realization. "Disgusting," he spat, but his fingers tightened in her hair, fucking her face harder. The slap of skin against her drool-slick chin echoed in the apartment, punctuated by the crinkle of her failing diaper.

The taste of him, salt and heat, flooded Tina's senses as he pulled back, leaving her gasping. P-Pwease," she whined, her padded ass wriggling needily. Liam grinned, cruel and possessive, yanking her up by the harness straps beneath her petticoat. "Beg prettier, sissy." Tina hiccupped, her caged arousal dribbling against the soaked padding. "I-I wuv Daddy's big cock!" she babbled, her tongue lolling like a puppy. "Wanna be Daddy's diapered slut forever!" Liam smirked, "all right baby, you win. But before I go all in, lets get you changed." Tina nodded, excitedly, "tank you daddy."

Tina squealed as Liam hoisted her onto the kitchen counter, her frilly pink skirt riding up to expose the soaked puppy-print padding taped snugly between her thighs. The cold granite bit into her bare thighs, making her squirm, until Liam's calloused fingers dug into her hips, stilling her. "Uh-uh, babygirl," he growled, popping the tapes with a sharp rrriip. The scent of warm baby powder and something distinctly Tina flooded the air as he peeled the sodden diaper away, her caged arousal glistening against the swollen plastic. "Look at this mess," he muttered, dragging a rough thumb through the dampness between her legs. Tina whined, her hips jerking instinctively toward his touch, only for Liam to smack her inner thigh. "Did I say you could move, sissy?"

She shook her head frantically, pigtails bouncing, her breath hitching as Liam grabbed the baby wipes with deliberate slowness. The chill of the cloth against her overheated skin made her gasp, her toes curling as he wiped cruelly gentle, circling her caged cocklet with mocking precision. "D-Daddy—!" she hiccupped, but he tsked, pressing a thick finger against her pursed lips. "You asked for this, babygirl," he reminded her, his other hand squeezing a fresh glob of powder onto her crotch and trembling stomach. "We'll see if you can earn to make your own cummies tonight. If not you only get daddy's.

Liam's smirk widened as he unfolded the fresh diaper—thick, crinkly, with bows printed on the plastic—and Tina's thighs quivered at the sight. "P-Pwetty!" she blurted, then flinched as Liam arched a brow. "Oh? My sissy likes being Daddy's little bow-wearing baby?" His fingers grasped at her soft hips as he yanked the padding beneath her, the diaper crinkled as he tapped her swollen cage covered with baby powder. "You leak before I say so, and you're getting one of these-" he shook a laxative-laced bottle of formula for emphasis, watching her whimper, "—understand?" Tina nodded furiously, her gulp audible as he taped her up with painful precision, the snug fit making her squirm

The moment the last tape sealed, Liam yanked her forward by her harness, her diapered crotch grinding against his denim-clad thigh. "D-Daddy—!" she squealed, but his hand clamped over her mouth, his other pressing her cage harder into the padding. "Quiet," he hissed, his thumb rubbing circles over her caged tip through the plastic. Tina's eyes rolled back, her hips jerking helplessly as another warm trickle escaped right as Liam pinched her nipple through the frilly blouse. "Tsk. Already ruining your diapy?" He wrenched her head back by her hair, exposing her throat. "Bad babies get punished." as he began to devour her throat, leaving a mix of kisses, hickies, and bites; all making Tina excited.

"P-Pwease," she begged, her fingers clutching at his shirt. Liam huffed a dark laugh, dragging her off the counter until her diapered ass poofed onto the couch. "On your knees," he ordered, pointing to the floor between his spread legs. Tina scrambled down, her plastic crinkling obscenely, her chin dripping drool, in anticipation.

The tip of Liam's cock gleamed inches from her nose, precum beading as she whined. "P-Put it in my diapy butt, dada" she babbled, her cheeks flushed as she wiggled her padded hips backwards. "Want Daddy to make me his wittle sissy slut!" Liam flushed red and groaned, his fingers digging into her shoulders as he flipped her onto her stomach, her face pressing into the cushions. The diaper bulged between her thighs, powder puffing as he yanked the back down just enough to expose her puckered hole, already glistening with the baby oil he'd smeared there earlier. He slowly inserted a finger moving it little by little, adding and moving more until he could wiggle four at a time. "there, that should prep baby for daddy's cock"

Tina repaid Liam's efforts with her frantic nodding, her squeal muffled as he spit onto his palm, rubbing it thickly down his shaft. "Say it again," he nearly begged, pressing his member's head against her entrance. "Louder." He pleaded. Her diaper crinkled as she arched, whimpering into the fabric: "P-PWEASE FUCK MY SISSY BUTT, DADDY! WANNA FEEL YOU IN MY TUM-TUM!" The crude words sent a shiver down Liam's spine—Christ, she meant it. His cock twitched as he leaned over her, his mouth hot on her ear: "Gonna ruin you with daddy's real cock, babygirl."

The initial stretch burned—Tina's toes curled as she bottomed out, her plastic rustling beneath them. "F-Full!" she yelped, nails scrabbling at the couch cushions. Liam groaned at the heat clenching around him, his hand slapping down on her diapered ass the wet squelch Immunizing the air as another leak escaped with a fwssshhhh. "Disgusting," he hissed, grinding deeper until her cage pressed into the padding. "You like being Daddy's filthy diaper filler?" Tina could only nod, her whimpers pitching higher as he withdrew, then slammed home, knocking her knees wider with his thrust. The rhythm was merciless, each snap of his hips punctuated by the crinkle of plastic and Tina's garbled pleas.

Then he reached around and started playing with her cage, "I can't wait to open my present and play with this toy you got me, baby. I've been dreaming of touching one since I can remember..." Tina shrieked as Liam's thumb circled her caged tip, the pressure blurring her vision. "D-DADDY— I CAN'T, PWEASE!" she babbled, her hips jerking back onto him harder, faster. The contradiction was delicious, her body begging for release while her diaper gushed another warm flood, drenching the couch beneath them.

"Look at you," Liam mocked, yanking her hair to force her head back. "Diaper full of piss, ass full of cock—this what you wanted, sissy?" Tina nodded furiously, drool dripping down her chin as he pounded into her relentless spot. "YES! YES! DADDY'S WITTLE SLUT!" she wailed, her cage twitching helplessly against plastic.

"Good" he snarled as he grabbed her chin and forced her into a make out session, while keeping with his thrusts into her. Tina mewled around Liam's tongue, her padded hips jiggling with each brutal thrust, the crinkle of her diaper lost beneath the slap of skin and Liam's growled curses. Her caged arousal dribbled pathetically against the soaked plastic, the pressure of his thumb rubbing circles over it maddening.

"D-Daddy," she whimpered between kisses, her fingers clawing at his chest. "P-Put it in deeper! Wanna feel you in my tummy!" The words were slurred, desperate, her diaper gushing another warm trickle as Liam slammed harder, his cock and tongue both twitching inside her.

Liam snarled, biting her lower lip villainously as he yanked her pigtails, forcing her head back until her throat arched. "Filthy baby," he hissed, his free hand slapping down on her swollen padding, the wet squelch echoing as another leak escaped. "You want Daddy to ruin you more?" Tina nodded furiously, her toes curling as he dragged his teeth down her neck. "YES! PWEASE! PUNISH MY SISSY BUTT!" Her pleas dissolved into garbled moans as Liam hooked his arms under her knees, folding her diapered form in half, exposing her puckered hole stretched wide around him. "Look at you," he mocked, spitting onto his palm before rubbing it crudely over her caged tip. "Diaper full, ass full—still begging like a wittle slut."

The moment Liam pulled out, Tina whined piteously, her diaper rustling as she wriggled backwards chasing his cock like a desperate puppy. "NO! D-DON'T STOP!" she sobbed, her pink-painted nails scrabbling at his thighs. Liam laughed, dark and rough, slapping his length against her dripping entrance. "Since you asked so nice," he taunted, thrusting back in hard, knocking the breath from her lungs. Tina screamed, her cage twitching violently as the thick intrusion scraped over her spot again. The crinkle of plastic drowned beneath her gasped "DADDY!"—her diaper gushing yet another warm flood as Liam pounded into her with out mercy. Franticly removing Tina's cage, "baby, I can't wait any longer! I NEED your teeny peen!"

Liam groaned as he finally freed Tina's tiny clitty from its plastic prison, his fingers wrapping around the dripping length with possessive fervor. "F-Finally," he hissed, stroking her in time with his thrusts, each jerk of his wrist sending precum dribbling onto her diaper. Tina wailed, her hips jolting between his cock and hand, her mind shattering at the dual stimulation. "P-PWEASE! I CAN'T—DADDY GONNA BWEAK ME!" she babbled, her toes curling in frilly socks. Liam growled, twisting her cock cruelly as he hooked her legs over his shoulders, driving deeper. "Gonna make you cum like the filthy diaper slut you are," he promised, his thumb rubbing circles over her tip just as his cock slammed into her spot—hard.

Tina's scream pierced the air, her body arching violently as her baby dick twitched, spurting pitifully onto her diaper with each pulse. Liam laughed, cruel and dark, milking her dry as he pounded into her through her climax. "Disgusting," he spat, slapping her spent dicky past red. "Look at you, cumming like a wittle bitch from Daddy's cock." Tina whimpered, her legs trembling as Liam yanked her forward, his mouth crashing onto hers mid-thrust. The taste of her desperation—salt and baby powder—flooded his tongue as he groaned, his hips stuttering. "G-Gonna fill your diapered tummy," he warned, his cock twitching inside her tight heat. Tina nodded furiously, her nails digging into his back. "YES! PWEASE!

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Tina whimpered, curling into Liam's chest as he scooped her up, her diaper squelching against his abs. "D-Daddy," she slurred, nuzzling into his collarbone. Liam snorted, palming her padded ass, about go to their bed for the night— but then froze as the front door clicked open. Bella waltzed in, grinning like Christmas came early. "Aw, look at the happy couple," she cooed, snapping a photo of Tina's leaking diaper pressed against Liam's jeans. Liam stiffened, instinctively tightening his grip on Tina—but Bella just tossed a pink frilly doll dress at him. "Your turn, big boy." Liam barked a laugh. "Fuck no."

Sophie stepped out from behind Bella, holding what looked like a bedazzled taser. "Wrong answer." The crackle of electricity was the last thing Liam heard before his muscles locked, Tina tumbling from his arms as he collapsed. His vision blurred—smaller, smaller—until Bella's boot loomed over him. "Meet your new roommate, Tiiiina~" she sang, dangling a miniature leather harness as Liam lost consciousness.

The snap of the collar around his neck burned. Liam thrashed, but Sophie's painted nails dug into his shrunken hips, forcing him into frilly bloomers. "No— f-fuck you!" His snarl became a squeak as Grace taped a thick diaper between his thighs, the powder puffing mockingly. "Aww, he's already leaking," Jess cooed, prodding his tip through the plastic. "Just like his sissy girlfriend."

Bella dangled a mirror, Liam's face flamed beneath pigtails, his new body swaddled in pink lace. "Meet Lily," she crooned, dropping him into the dollhouse beside a whimpering Tina. His knees buckled against the crinkly padding; the scent of baby powder and Tina's mess clung to the air. "D-Daddy?" Tina crawled closer, her pacifier bobbing—but Liam shoved her away. "Don't fucking touch me!"

Sophie's fingertips clamped his chin, forcing his gaze to the ceiling where projected footage of him face-fucking Tina played on loop. "Still think you're too big for diapers?" Grace giggled, yanking his harness leash until his nose pressed into Tina's sodden crotch. The warmth, the squelch—Liam thrashed, but plastic rustled as his own bladder betrayed him, a hot trickle escaping. "Aww," Jess mocked, slapping his diapered ass until it jiggled. "Lily's learning quick!" "N-NO!- I- My NAME IS NOT LILY!"

The diaper squished audibly as Tina lunged her shrunken, frilly-clad form against Liam's—no, Lily's—back, her padded crotch grinding shamelessly against his lace-covered rear. "P-Pway wif me, Daddy Wiwy!" she whimpered, her pacifier bobbing as she rutted against him, the crinkling symphony of their plastic undergarments drowning out Liam's snarled curses. He tried to elbow her away, but his locked limbs lacked mobility—his attempt only made Tina giggle and hump harder, her caged arousal leaving damp streaks against his bloomers.

Bella loomed over the dollhouse, a manicured finger tapping the miniature high chair where Liam now sat strapped in, his legs splayed to display the damp, cartoonishly thick diaper taped between his thighs. "Time for din-din, babies," she crooned, dangling a double nipple bottle of laxative-laced formula above Liam's flushed face. His growl of defiance morphed into a mortified gurgle as Tina was lifted up and crawled onto his lap, her soiled diaper squelching against his (mostly) fresh one. "Shared baba!" she cheered, clamping her lips around the nipple just as Bella tipped it, forcing Liam to either swallow or choke on the overflow. His throat worked violently around each gulp, Tina's delighted hums vibrating through the bottle as their noses bumped and crotched grinded.

Sophie's phone camera zoomed in when Liam's stomach audibly sloshed, his bloated abdomen straining against the frilly pinafore Bella had wrestled him into. "Uh-oh," Grace sing-songed, watching his restraint legs convulse as his toes curl, "Someone's tummy doesn't like her princess formula!" A collective "Awwww" rose from the girls as Liam's diaper grotestly bulged underneith the too tight strap locking him into the highchair with a fwoomp, Tina clapping her hands against his chest. "Poo-poo twosome time!" she squealed, grinding down just as Liam's face twisted into horrified realization. BLARTT and the wet squelch that followed made Jess snicker while Sophie narrated for her livestream: "And here we observe the rare moment a daddy becomes a diaper filler..."

Liam's shriek was muffled by Tina shoving her pacifier into his mouth mid-gag. "Pacis help wif stinkys!" she cooed, her own swollen diaper splooshing against his as she rode the forced mess deeper into his padding. His thrashing legs kicked uselessly against the high chair's straps, the crinkles accelerating into a staccato rhythm matching Tina's humps. "Mmmf! MMMF!" he screamed around the rubber nipple, tears streaking his cheeks as Bella slowly peeled back his waistband to expose the steamy, disaster beneath. "Tina's right," Grace sighed dramatically, waving a hand in front of her nose, "Somebody loves sharing everything with his babygirl."

Sophie's phone flashlight illuminated the graphic of their leaks—Tina's chocolatey mush swirling with Liam's looser, laxative-fueled explosion, their combined mess oozing out the leg gathers. "Fuck me," Liam snarled. Jess wheezed, doubling over with laughter as Liam whimpered from the burn of Tina's unrelenting grinding. "Oh, she is, buddy," Sophie snorted, zooming in on Tina's blissed-out expression—her pigtails bouncing as she chanted: "humpies make cummies*!"

Grace gasped theatrically, pointing at the bulge beneath Tina's soaked padding as she dangled a new pacifier in font of Tina's ready lips. "Ooooh, someone's enjoying daddy's messy diaper!" Liam thrashed against his straps, as Tina whined and rutted harder, her plastic squeaking against his. "N-No! Fucking—stop!" His protest dissolved into a shuddering moan as Tina slammed her hips down, squishing their shared mess deeper between them. "D-Daddy-Wiwy wikes it!" she giggled, drooling around her pacifier. As Tina could feel her daddy's half mast in his diapie.

Sophie snatched the leash clipped to Liam's lace collar, yanking his head back until his throat and pacifier bobbed. "Say thank you," she demanded, her free hand prodding the warm swell of his diaper. Liam gritted his teeth—until Jess pinched his nipple through the frilly pinafore, twisting hard. "nNNUH- TH-THANK* YOU!" he barked, his toes curling as Tina ground his padded arousal into the soggy diaper . "Louder," Bella purred, drizzling baby oil down his chest. "THANK YOU FOR-UNGH- SQUISHY DIAPER!" Liam howled, his body betraying him with a hot spurt into his already ruined diaper.

Tina giggled, clapping her hands as she straddled his lap, her own diaper squelching against his. "Pway time!" she squealed, grinding down until their mess smooshed together, the warmth seeping through the soaked padding. Liam groaned, his hips bucking helplessly as Tina hummed and rutted against him, her pacifier bouncing with each movement.  "S-Stop!" he growled, but his protest was muffled by Bella shoving a nipple back into his mouth. "Drink up, Lily," she cooed, tilting the bottle until the mix of laxatives and sedatives in the formula gushed down his throat. Then they were both put to sleep, tina in her crib, and Liam on a doll bed.

Jess squeaked excitedly, clapping her hands as she watched Liam's face flush deeper red as he woke up. "Look at her little clitty!" she giggled, pointing at the strain tenting his diaper. "Aww, does someone need a change?" Sophie teased, tugging the tapes open with a wet rip. Liam yelped, covering himself as Amy leaned in, snapping a photo with her phone. "Mmm, look at you, how the mighty fall" she purred, tracing a finger down his shrunken shaft. "Tina's gonna love this, isn't she Lily?" Amy snickered, as she pulled up the powder filled 'Puppy Piddles Super Soaker' diaper, and taped it around Liam, and tugged clear plastic panties on top.

Meanwhile, Tina was whimpering in her crib, her caged clitty straining against pink plastic as she rocked back and forth. Bella cooed, lifting her up and placing her on Liam's lap. "Time to make cummies, babies!" Shruthi announced, adjusting the dollhouse cameras to capture every angle. Tina giggled, grinding down onto Liam's thigh, but he flinched, turning his head away. "N-No... not like this," he muttered, eyes darting to the girls watching eagerly. Grace pouted, pinching his nipple. "Oh, Lily," she tsked, "Tina needs her daddy. Be a good... boy." "We all know you're a fag, Liam. No need to be fussy" Amy venomously teased.

Tina nuzzled against his chest, her diaper crinkling as she pressed closer. "Daddy pwease?" she lisped, bouncing lightly until his padded cock twitched beneath her. Liam groaned, face burning as the girls cheered, Jess clapping giddily. "Look at him!" Sophie squealed, prodding his hip with a painted nail. "He's totally into it." Liam shook his head, but his body betrayed him, hips jerking up as Tina squirmed, her cage bumping his stomach. The wet squelch of padding filled the air, laced with the sour-sweet stench of desperation. "N-No! I, I'm team captain, so I like girls, not sissy fags like you."

Bella rolled her eyes, yanking Liam's chin up. "Uh-huh," she mocked, thumb smearing drool across his lips. "Then why is Lily here? And why does Tina smell like your cologne?" Amy snorted, leaning in to whisper in his ear, "Face it, captain. You sucked and fucked this witte baby sissy. You wanted this." Liam flinched, memory flashing—Tina giggling as a loud braaappppp came from her bottom, "I make stinkies for daddy!" Tina hummed, his stomach fluttering when she called him daddy. But no way would he do this! diapers felt gross, and he didn't need anyone to know about his ungodly attraction to men.

Grace clicked her tongue, tapping Tina's cage with a nail. "See? Poor thing's all worked up," she purred, twisting the plastic until Tina whined, hips jerking. "D-Daddy... help!" she blubbered, grinding down until Liam's diaper squelched wetly. His chest tightened—god, that name—but the girls staring, phones out, made his throat close. "I can't—" he choked, but Sophie cut him off, shoving a formula coated pacifier into his mouth. A bit of lax-spiked formula dripped down Liam's chin. "Shhh," she hissed, "Just let her rub. Or should we tell the hockey team that their captain likes diapered sissies?"

Amy snickered, dragging a finger over Liam's puppy themed diaper, tenting his leaking tip. "Look at him," she mocked, showing the glossy streak to Bella. "Total faggot." Liam thrashed, but Jess pinned his hips, grinning as Tina bounced faster, her cage clicking against his stomach. "Mmm! D-Daddy feel good!" Tina giggled, head lolling as Shruthi held her up, guiding her dripping diaper against Liam's straining cock. Grunting his protests around the pacifier. Tina stopped bucking her hips and started to squat— oh no. bloooooorrrrrtttttpppp her princess diapers darkened and sagged before she immediately hopped right back onto Liam. Causing him to squirm and flail in hopes of getting away from the stinky mess mushing into him.

Bella squeezed Liam's shifting tummy cruelly. "Say it," she hissed, "grruh- No" she started to dig her thumb into his leaking padding as well. "Tell Tina how much you love her messy diapers!" Liam whined, his hips jerking upward involuntarily—the squelch growing deeper, hotter, as Tina ground needily against him. "L-Love it," he choked, eyes squeezing shut as another wave of laxative-induced pressure crested "I love your m-messy diapers, Tina". Tina squealed, crushing their diapers together—Liam's breath hitching as the wet crunch sent shockwaves up his spine. "AGH—T-Tina!" he gasped, body arching—but Jess held him down, laughing as his thighs trembled against another helpless release.

The plastic pants straining over Tina's diapers squeaked obscenely as she bounced, her caged arousal dragging wet trails across Liam's plastic encased swollen padding. "Daddy's diapee go squish-squish!" she lisped, grinding harder—each movement pressing more of their mess into warm, clinging layers. Liam shrieked as the friction, left his toes curling against the dollhouse floor. "N-No—ohh fuck—no more!" he begged, but his body betrayed him, bucking up into Tina's weight as another gush seeped up his back.

Bella strides forward, her grin widening as she snatches both tiny figures by waistband of their plastic pants—Liam thrashing while Tina dangles limply, conditioned to obedience. "Enough playing," she hisses, pressing their swollen, leaking padding together in midair. The squelch makes Liam gag, but Tina whines—her caged arousal twitching against the warm dampness of Liam's ruined diaper. Bella grinds them relentlessly, their plastic covers squeaking as Liam's knees buckle under the shameful pleasure of Tina's wriggling against him. "There we go," Bella coos, wiggling them harder until Liam gasps, his hips jerking helplessly into the humiliating friction.

Sophie leans in, prodding Tina's cage with a nail until she squeals. "See?" Sophie taunts, twisting the plastic—Tina's breathy whimpers filling the dollhouse. "She wants Daddy's stinky diaper all over her!" Liam shudders as Tina's trapped cock throbs against his stomach.

"Admit it," Amy purrs, digging her fingers into Liam's hips. "You love feeling her cage rub on your little peenie." Liam chokes, his body convulsing as Tina's frantic grinding sends waves of filthy pleasure through his gut.

Jess flicks the plastic cage around Tina's straining clitty, making her squeak and rut harder against Liam's diaper. "*Mmm*, she's so desperate," Grace coos, twisting the cage until Tina wails, dribbling helplessly into the pink plastic. Liam tries to turn away, but Bella grabs his chin, forcing him to watch as Tina's hips stutter against him. "D-Daddy, pwease!" Tina sobs, her diaper squishing audibly with each frantic thrust. Liam groans, his cock throbbing traitorously— God, the heat, the wet pressure—but the girls' laughter tightens his throat. "N-Not gay," he whimpers, pushing feebly at Tina's shoulders. "Just—just stop!"

Bella rolls her eyes, yanking Liam's diaper up cruelly until the sodden padding grinds against Tina's cage. "Uh-huh," she sneers. "Then why is Lily leaking?" Liam whines as Sophie plants a thumb on his tenting tip, smirking when he jolts. "Fuck- d-don't!" he gasps, but Tina seizes the chance, grinding down until his diaper squelched obscenely. The stench of mushy padding fills the air, laced with Tina's high-pitched whimpers.

"Daddy feel so good!" she giggles, snuggling into his chest as Liam shudders, hips jerking against his will. "S-She's locked- so its not-!" he tries to reason with himself, voice breaking—but Amy cuts him off, shoving her phone in his face. "And yet," she drawls, zooming in on the damp diaper bulge wrapped around his dripping tip, "Are you sure about that, leaky baby" Grace snickers.

As she picks Tina off of Liam and with a loud plop, drops her on the changing table. Tina was brought back sans diapers, the only thing covering her nether regions being the cock cage and the too shirt princess dress. As she was placed back onto Liam, Grace pulled Tina's cage taut until the plastic dug into Liam's stomach. "Beg," she commands, twisting the device, Tina screams, bucking wildly as pre beads at her slit glazing the plastic puppies printed over Liam's crotch.

Liam chokes- god, the desperation in her movements—but Jess pinches his nipple, hard. "Say it," she hisses. "Tell us how much you love her filthy little dicky." Liam shakes his head, tears pricking—but Tina rutting mindlessly against him, plastic squeaking, breaks him. "I-I love it," he sobs, hips stuttering upward. "Fuck, Tina- please!" "Uh uh uh, Mommy didn't hear what you like about your sissy boyfriend~" Bella teased, as she began to lift Tina off of Liam again. "She's n-not my... I-I wuv T-Tina's... w-wittle— um, wittle d-dicky" he forced out.

"AWWWWW! that' my good, sweet baby girl, Lily~" Bella cooed. Amy grabbed Liam's thighs, spreading them wide as Bella positions Tina back over his tenting diaper. "Hold still, Lily," Amy purrs, pressing Tina's cage down until Liam yelps—the pressure blazing through his soaked padding. Tina whimpers, grinding in small, desperate circles, her plastic encased member straining with each movement. Liam bites his lip—fuck, but Shruthi flicks his cock through the diaper, laughing when he cries out. "Look at him," she crows, "Seems like Captain Straight loves sissy dick!"

Amy pushes Tina forward, making her grinding on Liam's diapers much more forcful, Liam chokes both from his tears and from  the wet squishes sending shivers up his spine. "Beg again," Bella orders, twisting his nipple. "Tell Tina how badly you want her cock." Liam shakes, tears dripping as Tina's cage digs into his stiffy, the plastic clicking with each frantic rut. "P-Please," he gasps, hips jerking, but Jess slaps the back of his diaper, squelching the mess deeper. "Louder," she hisses. "Tell your girlfriend how gay you are."

Tina whines, bouncing faster, her cock slapping against Liam's cum filled diaper. His eyes roll back as she collapses against him, cage pressing into his sputtering release. "D-Daddy," she sobs, teeth clamping on her pacifier as Liam bucks. God, the heat, the shame- but Amy grabs his hair, forcing his face into Tina's sweaty neck. "Say it," she growls. "Or we post the video." Liam whimpers as his eyes dart to the camera, tongue darting out to lick Tina's skin- fuck, she tasted like baby powder and salt. "I-I love," voice breaking. "please... I want you" His hips stutter up, betrayal burning hotter than the squelch between them, as he places kisses along Tina's neck and collar.

Sophie squeals, prodding Tina's cage until the plastic groans. "Ohhh, she's gonna pop!" she laughs, twisting the device- Tina screams, back arching as her leaking and trapped arousal thumps against Liam's diaper. Liam gasps—the pressure, the desperate rutting—fuck, he couldn't stop his hips grinding back. "T-Tina—I can't-" he chokes, but Grace shoves Tina harder, his padding suddenly swelling with a hiissssssssss. "Too late," Grace purrs as she placed a bright pink pacifier into his slacked jaw, the shock causing him to suckle.

Bella grabs Liam's chin, forcing him to watch as Tina's cage drips onto his diaper. "See?" she hisses. "Your girlfriend's so wet for you." Liam shudders—Tina's whimpers, her tiny thrusts—God, it shouldn't feel this good. Jess presses her thumb against his leaking tip through the padding, grinning as he jolts. "Mmm, Lily likes it," she coos, wiggling her finger until he sobs. "N-No!" he lies, hips stuttering upward, betraying him again. He begins to paw at Tina's cage needily.

Amy snorts, pulling Tina back by the skirt of her dress, dangling her cage directly in front of Liam's face, clicking as the two pink plastic accessory touched . "Open wide, Lily," she purrs, yanking both pink devices off with a pop. Tina squeals, her erection springing free, dripping onto Liam's drool covered chin. Liam flinches, the smell, salty, sweet, desperate- making his mouth water shamelessly. "Go on," Amy taunts, grinding Tina's pulsing cock against his lips. "Show us how badly you want to taste your sissy." Liam whimpers, tongue darting out—just one lick—but Tina thrusts forward, slapping her dripping tip against his tongue.

Amy grabs Liam's hair, forcing him deeper onto Tina's shaft, her laugh sharp. "Mmm, Lily loves sissy cock," she coos, rocking Tina forward until Liam gags, hot, velvety flesh filling his mouth. Tina whines, hips jerking helplessly, her tiny hands tangling in Liam's hair. "D-Daddy suck pwease! J-Just wike da paci!" she begs, grinding deeper—Liam's cheeks hollowing as pre spurts down his throat. The girls giggle, phones clicking, but all Liam can focus on is the weight, the taste, the way Tina shudders when he sucks desperately.

Amy grabs Liam's diaper, squeezing the soaked padding until he moans, the vibration making Tina squeal. "Look at him," Amy purrs, tilting her phone. "Captain Straight gagging for sissy cum." Liam tries to pull back, but Bella digs her nails into his scalp, shoving him further onto Tina's cock. His diaper squelches— god, he's leaking—his hips grinding air as Tina thrusts shallowly, whimpering through her pacifier.

Grace snickers, teasing Tina's balls with her fingertip, the sissy shrieking, toes curling as Liam sucks harder. "Mmm, she's gonna burst," Shruthi giggles, pinching Liam's nipple until he grunts around Tina's shaft. "C'mon, Lily," Amy taunts, Tina's dripping tip against Liam's tongue. "Swallow like the good little faggot you are."

Liam's cheeks burned, his throat convulsing as Tina jerks wildly, her hips stuttering—God, the salt, the heat—but Amy yanks him back by the hair, grinning as Tina's cock slaps wetly against his chin. "N-No!" Liam gasps, drool dripping, but his protest is weak, his tongue darting out to chase the taste. "Pathetic," Amy hisses, slapping Tina's cage onto Liam's far too big cock, the plastic straining against his swelling member.

Grace snorts, twisting Tina's nipple until she squeaks, her dripping tip bobbing above Liam's parted lips. "Open wider, Lily~" Amy purrs, dragging Tina's cock down to tap against Liam's tongue. "Show everyone how much you love sissy dick." Liam flinches—fuck, the girls watching, recording—but Tina whimpers, grinding forward until her shaft slides along his bottom lip. His breath hitches—just one lick—but his tongue flicks out shamefully, lapping at the beading pre. The girls whoop, phones clicking, but Liam can't stop, sucking the tip greedily as Tina shudders, his diaper squishing with each tiny thrust.

Amy's fingers curled around the pink plastic cage, her nails clicking against the latch as she smirked down at Liam's flushed face. "Look at you, Lily," she taunted, her thumb tracing the damp edge of Tina's trapped arousal. "All that big, tough hockey captain bullshit—and here you are, drooling over a sissy's wittle clitty." With a sharp flick on the cage Liam let out a pathetic mewl, doubling over on all fours from the mix of pain and pleasure.

"Go on," Amy purred, tightening her grip in Liam's hair, forcing him to crawl as she guided his face closer. "Bet you've dreamed about this, huh? All those locker room showers, pretending you weren't staring at the guys?" Liam's pulse thundered in his ears, his tongue darting out despite himself—just a taste, just one more—but Tina whined, her fingers tangling in his hair as she pushed forward. The head of her cock bumped against the back of his throat, and Liam gagged, his nose buried into her warm, baby-powder scent.

Amy laughed, tilting her phone to capture the way Liam's lips stretched around Tina's shaft, his cheeks hollowing as he sucked reflexively. "God, look at him," she sneered, zooming in on the tears streaking his flushed face. "Captain Straight can't even breathe without choking on sissy dick." Liam flinched, his hips bucking uselessly against the floor, his own caged arousal throbbing in time with Tina's shallow thrusts.

Bella cooed, pressing her thumb against Liam's straining diaper, the squelch muffling his whimper. "Just give in," she purred, her voice dripping with mock sweetness. "You wuv Tina's wittle cock, don'tcha, Lily?" Liam shook his head—no, no, no—but his tongue flickered against Tina's underside, lapping up the salty drip of her pre. Tina squealed, her hips sputtering forward; deeper, harder, until Liam's gags turned into moans, his throat clenching around her.

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Amy snickered, "Face it," she hissed, gripping Liam's chin hard enough to bruise. "You're obsessed." Liam flinched, his eyes darting to Tina's red, twitching arousal—God, it shouldn't be so pretty, but his jaw ached to close around it. "N-Not—" he protested, but Tina whined, grinding against his mouth until his lips sealed around her tip with a wet pop. The girls giggled, their phones clicking, but all Liam could focus on was the throb of Tina's cock, the way her breath hitched when he sucked desperately.

Bella dug her heel into Liam's diapered cock, the pressure making him arch, helpless, leaking, panting around Tina's shaft. "Lily," Amy cooed as Bella twisted the soaked padding until he sobbed. "She wants your pansy mouth." Liam nodded frantically, his tongue lapping up Tina's salt—yes, God, please—but Amy yanked his head back, his lips stretching as Tina whimpered. "Beg," Amy ordered, her thumb smearing pre across Liam's chin. "Tell Tina how badly you need her cum."

Liam twitched, his jaw aching—fuck, the weight, the heat—but Amy pressed Tina's cock harder against his tongue. "Say it," she hissed, her phone zooming in on his flushed face. "Or should we send this to your team, Cream Puff?" Liam choked, his hips thrusting, betraying him. as Tina grinded forward, her tip bumping his throat. "I-I want it," he whispered, his voice breaking, shame burning hotter than the pre dripping down his throat. "W-Want Tina's cummies... please. I- I NEED—"

Amy snorted, "Mmm, hear that, Tina?" she purred, twisting Tina's nipple until she whined. "Daddy *wants to taste your sissy milkies~" Liam groaned, his tongue shamefully licking as Tina jerked forward, her balls tightening against his chin. "D-Daddy harder, suck harder!" she begged, her tiny hands pulling his hair, urging him deeper.

Bella giggled, digging her heel into Liam's diaper, the squelch muffling his moan. "Ohh, Lily's such a good girl," she cooed, watching his throat bulge around Tina's dicky. Fuck, he couldn't breathe as Tina came in his mouth, his hips bucked up against the pressure, his own arousal straining and leaking into his padding.

"Well, well, well... looks like some-baby NEEDS her diapers~" Bella teased Liam, "PWEASE MOMMY, I need potties" Tina pouted. With a smirk, Bella scooped up Tina walking her over to the changing table, "of course, sweetie, good girls get clean diapies when they beg! Unless they enjoy the mess, isn't that right, Lily?" Liam shifted and squirmed, internally debating whether he would completely debase himself, or stay in his gross leaking diapers.

Tina clapped as Bella produced the pack of 'Prissy Sissy Princess' diapers, pulling out six for Tina. After the powder and layers were placed snuggly over Tina, Bella placed her back in the dollhouse and turned to Liam who was staring at Tina, shocked and disgusted by her excitement. "Awww, is my other little girl jealous? Does she want to match with her girlfriend?" Bella teased, but before Liam could refuse the girls began to work.

Jess snatched a frilly pink doll dress from the pile, dangling it tauntingly above Liam's flushed face. "Time to dress our other little princess," she sang, grinning as he whined around the pink glittery pacifier that she forced in his mouth. Sophie hooked her fingers into the soaked waistband of his diaper, yanking it down with a wet rip. Liam yelped, his shrunken cock pulsing in the cage, hard, dripping, betraying him utterly as the girls cheered. Covering it with powder and two 'Prissy Sissy Princess' diapers, matching with Tina and his new outfit.

Grace pulled the dress over his head, the lace scratching his skin as she forced his arms through the puffy sleeves. "Look at you," she cooed, twisting the ribbon tight around his waist until it dug into his belly. "Such a pretty baby girl." Liam squirmed, the fabric itching, clinging, but Amy grabbed his chin, forcing him to stare at the tiny mirror propped against the dollhouse wall. His reflection stared back: diapered, dressed in pink, lips glossy with Tina's pre. "N-No," he whimpered, but his cock jerked, leaking onto the fresh frilly pink covered padding.

Jess snickered, adjusting the tiara crookedly on his head. "Aw, does Princess Lily not like her new outfit?" she teased, yanking the socks higher until the lace brushed his thighs. Liam shuddered, the fabric tickling his skin, God, it shouldn't feel good, but his hips twitched as Sophie snapped a photo. "Smile," she purred, zooming in on his flushed face, Tina's sticky mess still dripping from his chin. "Your team's gonna love this~"

"NO, PLEASE... I-I DID EVERYTHING YOU ASKED... please-" he hiccupped, tears streaming down his face as he fell to his knees. Grace giggled , twirling Tina around in her own pink dress, the frills bouncing as she grinned. "Aww, don't cwy Daddy look soooo pwetty!" Tina squealed, grinding her diapered hips against Liam's thigh.

The wet squelch made him gasp, too distraught to notice the loud hssssss and moan that came from Tina seconds prior. The princess printed plastic covers squeaking as she rutted mindlessly. "Mmm, look at them," Amy cooed, pinching Liam's cheek. "*Matching* dollies."

Sophie snatched a large bottle from, shaking it tauntingly before shoving the nipple between Liam's lips. "Drink up, Lily," she purred, her fingers tapping the glass until the warm milk dribbled down his chin. Liam whined, helplessly suckling on the nipple in hopes to not choke, the sweetness, the humiliation, but Jess grabbed his chin, tilting his head back. "Swallow," she ordered, her thumb pressing into his throat until he gulped obediently.

Sophie snatched a large bottle from, shaking it tauntingly before shoving the nipple between Liam's lips. "Drink up, Lily," she purred, her fingers tapping the glass until the warm milk dribbled down his chin. Liam whined, the sweetness, the humiliation, but Jess grabbed his chin, tilting his head back. "Swallow," she ordered, her thumb pressing into his throat until he gulped obediently, helplessly suckling on the nipple in hopes to not choke.

Grace grinned, pulling Tina onto Liam's lap, during his feeding, their frilly skirts ruffling as Tina grinded her diaper against his tenting padding. "Mmm, Daddy's so thirsty," Tina giggled, her tiny hands cupping Liam's face as she leaned down, her pacifier bumping his nose. Liam flinched, the squish of her soggy padding, warm, wet, desperate; but Sophie pushed the bottle deeper, laxative laced milk spilling from his lips.

Amy snickered, dragging Tina's diapered hips forward until their plastic covers squelched wetly. "Aw, Lily likes sissy diapers," she cooed, digging her thumb into Liam's leaking tip. Liam arched, his *cock* throbbing helplessly within the cage, fuck, the pressure, the heat, but Jess grabbed his wrist, forcing his hand onto Tina's soaked padding. "Feel that," she hissed, grinding his palm down into the soggy padding, Liam moaned, just as Tina began to grunt and scrunch her face till a loud BLLLOORRRTTTT was heard. His fingers twitching as he attempted to pull away, the mess squishing underneath, but Bella yanked his hair, pulling his face up to meet Tina's.

Grace giggled, twisting Tina's nipple until she squealed, her diaper crushing against Liam's caged cock. "Tell her," Grace taunted, pushing Tina's hips harder. "Tell her you wuv her messies." Liam shook, tears dripping, but Tina whined, her tiny fingers tugging at his dress. "Pwease, Daddy," she begged, her voice high and breathy, drool dripping from her paci. "Say it!" Grace jeered. Liam gasped, his tongue darting out to lick the drool from Tina's chin. "I-I wuv it," he whimpered, his hips jerking up, betraying him yet again. "Wuv* Tina's stinky diapies."

Amy grinned, grabbing Liam's chin with one hand and Tina's with the other. "Awww, such good sissy girls," she cooed, her nails digging into their skin. "Now for your present." With a cruel tug, she forced their faces together, their lips smashing in a wet, desperate kiss. Liam flinched, fuck, the taste, Tina's tongue darting into his mouth, salty and sweet from her earlier release. The girls cheered, phones clicking, as Liam moaned, his body arching helplessly against Tina's. "Time for sissy kisses~" Amy purred, her thumb at the back of their heads, pressing their lips harder together.

Tina whined, her tiny hands clutching Liam's dress, grinding her diaper against his, as their tongues twisted. Liam gasped, the heat, the shame. Jess snickered, twisting the tiara on his head until it slid crookedly. "Look at him," she taunted, zooming in on his flushed face. "Captain Straight can't get enough." Amy pushed their heads, deepening the kiss, her fingers tangling in his hair.

Grace grinned, pinching Tina's nipple through her frilly dress until she squealed, her hips jerking wildly. "Mmm, I fink Tina's gonna make another messy," she purred, as Tina started digging her knee into Liam's diaper —the squelch muffling his moan. Tina whimpered, her toes curling as his teeth nibbled her bottom lip and a wet BLOORRTTTT filled the backside of her princess diapers. Amy yanked Liam's hair, forcing their faces apart with a wet pop. "Open wide," she hissed, holding up another laced baby bottle to Liam's glistening lips, chin smeared with drool. Tina leaned forward, licking a strip up his jaw with a giggle. "Daddy tastes yummy." Liam groaned, his cock leaking into his padding, betrayed again.

Bella clapped, "Aww, Lily wuvs sissy kissies," she cooed, dangling a paci tauntingly above Liam's flushed face. Sophie snatched Liam's face, pressing the bottle deeper into his throat. "Drink," she ordered, her thumb tapping the glass until the warm milk spilled down his neck. Liam whined, his tongue helplessly suckling— God, the humiliation—but Tina grinned, grinding her messy diaper against his thigh. After finishing the second lax-laced bottle Liam's tummy churned loudly and painfully. Then Tina was fed two bottles, as Liam begun to groan and clutch at his belly, Amy shoved a large pink pacifier in his mouth and locked it behind his head. She grabbed Liam's chin, tilting his face toward Tina's, milk dribbling from her lips. "More," she demanded, "Now you two can have real sissy kisses with your pacis in" this time using her fingers, she pulled Liam and Tina together using the handle on both of their pacifiers.

Liam's eyes widened], the rubber nipple of the paci stretching his lips, the cool plastic bumping against Tina's. Grace yanked their hair, forcing them closer, their swollen and churning tummies groaning in protest at the added pressure. The girls giggled as their pacifiers collided, clicking wetly when Tina pushed forward, her nose nuzzling Liam's cheek. His stomach gurgled viciously—no, not now—but the laxatives twisted deeper, heat pooling in his gut. He whined around the pacifier, his hips squirming as pressure built underneath the frilly padding. "I think Lily is hot and bothered by this~" Shruthi teased, squeezing the front of his diaper squeltch as he struggled against Amy's fingers keeping him 'kissing' Tina's paci.

Amy snickered, grinding Tina's diaper against Liam's thigh, the warm squelch muffling his sob. "Mmm, listen," she purred, her phone zooming in on Liam's tear-streaked face. "Princess Lily hates how much she loves this." Liam shook his head—no, no, no—but his body betrayed him with a loud moan and arch, BBLLLAAAAAAARRRRRRPPPPPPPPP! Mush spreading hot against his skin. The smell, thick, sour, inescapable, made his eyes water, his groan vibrating around the pacifier as Tina giggled, grinding harder. "D-Daddy stinky!" she squealed, her pacifier bumping his with every giddy bounce.

Sophie grabbed Liam's chin, tilting his face toward the dollhouse mirror, forcing him to watch as his frilly skirt tented with each helpless push of mess. PLORRRRRRPPPPP "See?" she hissed, her thumb digging into his diaper's bulge. "That's what happens when sissy babies lie." Liam whimpered, his hips twitching- God, the shame, the relief. But Grace yanked his hair, forcing his paci harder against Tina's. Their rubber nipples squeaked, spit dribbling down their chins as Liam's stomach cramped again, BRAAPPPPP another hot wave filling his padding.

Amy snickered, zooming in on the tears streaking Liam's flushed cheeks, her finger rubbing his leaking tip through the soggy plastic. "Look at him," she purred, her phone clicking as Liam sobbed, muffled, garbled, around his pacifier. "Captain Sissy can't even kiss without shitting himself" Amy jeered, Tina giggled, her tiny hands clutching Liam's dress as she grinded her own mushy diaper without another care in the world.

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Liam flinched, the pressure building—no, no, not again—but the laxatives twisted viciously, heat exploding underneath the frills with a wet ffFFBRROOOOOMMPPHH. The girls cheered, phones flashing, as his hips jerked helplessly, mess spilling hot up his back. "Mmm, hear that?" Jess giggled, digging her fingers into his bulging padding. "Princess Lily loooooves making stinkies." Liam whined, his pacifier bobbing wildly as Tina leaned forward, her rubber nipple squeaking with each click of them smacking against each other.

Liam began to wriggle as he felt- BBBBLLLLLLLAAAAARRRPPPPPP! The sound ripped free, guttural, wet, splattering against the plastic lining as Sophie pinched his diaper's waistband, twisting it sharply until warmth oozed higher. "Oooooh, big baby boomies!" Grace cackled, slapping Liam's thigh as his gut gurgled again, another wave pushing out with a drawn-out PFFFRRRRRTTTTTT. The smell thick and unmistakable, curled around the dollhouse, filling Liam's nose as Tina giggled, grinding her own messy padding against his.

"Awwww, they're both leeeeeaking!" Bella cooed, prodding at Liam's bulging diaper with her finger until warm mush oozed up the leg gatherers. Jess snickered, pinching Tina's soaked padding, her fingers sinking into the soggy pulp with a wet sqwush. "Pwease!" Tina whimpered, rocking her hips—desperate, dripping. But Sophie just dangled a thick, pink 'Prissy Sissy Princess' diaper tauntingly above her head. "Nuh-uh," she sang, wiggling the plastic cover just out of reach. "Sissy babies get layers~"

Amy grabbed Liam's paci clip, yanking it free with a pop that left his lips glossy and parted. "Hear that, Lily?" she hissed, smearing drool down his chin as his stomach gurgled ominously. "You two don't deserve clean diapies yet." Liam flinched, the pressure building. The mess already creeping up his back, but Grace forced the fresh padding over his swollen plastic, the waistband crinkling loudly as she taped it tight over the squelching ruin underneath. "There," she cooed, patting the bulge until warmth squished up against her palm. "Now you can really fill up."

Tina whined, rocking her hips as Shruthi strapped another diaper over her own leaking mess, then another, and another. The plastic stretching taut over the soggy lumps beneath, "Pwease," she begged, her tiny fingers clutching at the frills, but Jess just grinned tauntingly, rubbing both of their tummies until the pressure forced another hot gush out with a wet BBBBLLLLAAARRRPPPPPP. "Mmma, hear that?" she purred, leaning close as Tina's eyes rolled back, her cock twitching uselessly against the thick layers. "Sissy baby loves her stinkies~" she then turned to Liam who was trying with all his might, to hold his mess in.

Liam flinched, attempting to squeeze his thighs together—no, no, PLEASE not again—but Bella dug her thumb into his bloated belly, the pressure forcing a hot SSQQQUUUEEEELLLLCCCHHH out as the mess spread thick beneath him. "Aw, Daddy can't hold it," Sophie cooed, clipping his pink paci onto his dress, and loosely popping it in his mouth. His paci bobbed wildly as he instinctively suckled—until he realized what he was doing and shamefully spit it out —as Amy yanked Tina onto his lap, their bulging diapers squishing together with every squirm. "Kissies for stinky babies," she hissed, smearing their faces together as Liam's gut gurgled again, another wave pushing out with a deep, wet PFFFFFFFRRRRRTTTTT.

Jess giggled, peeling back the top layer of Liam's diapers just enough to expose the soggy pulp beneath, his cock twitching pathetically against the warm ruin. "Oooooh, someone's starting to leak," she sang, needing into the plastic of the diapers until it squished between her knuckles. Liam whined, his hips jolting, betrayed by his own body. Amy purred, zooming in on Liam's tear-streaked face. "Captain Sissy loves making her baby boomies~". While Tina whimpered, her tiny hands pawing at her own swollen padding as Shruthi pressed down BBBBLLLAAARRRRPPPPP the sound echoing wetly through the dollhouse. "Mmm, listen to that, the sound of pathetic babies"

Pfffssssshhhhhhh as another hot gush filled the fresh layers beneath him. "Pwease," he begged, his voice breaking—but Bella just shook her head, grabbing the dangling the pacifier clipped to him, rubbing it tauntingly along his drooling lips. "Nuh-uh," she hissed, forcing the pacifier into his mouth.

"Sissy babies have to earn their changies, convince us that you deserve clean diapies" Tina groaned, her hips grinding mindlessly as the pressure of the stack of over filled diapers forcing a thick SSQQQUUUEEEELLLLCCCHHH out with every squirm. The smell sour, cloying, inescapable, clung to the air as Liam gagged, his stomach churning viciously, both adding to his sense of urgency.

Grace snickered, while rubbing the top layer of the dollies' diapers with her fingers. "Tell us what you want," she purred, Tina whimpered, her cock leaking against the squishy padding. "P-Pwease Auntie Gwacie, I weally want cwean sissy diapies!" she cried, clutching at the hem of her pink frilly dress. Liam winced desperately, his own diapers bulging as another wave pushed out with a wet BLORRRPPPP. Only able to babble behind his paci, suckling shamelessly in hopes that his pathic display would get him changed.

Sophie grabbed Liam's chin, forcing him to look at her while she popped out his paci. "Use your words, Princess," she hissed, her fingers squeezing his cheeks. Liam's hips twitched helplessly, the pressure building as he whined around her grip. "I-I... I," he stammered, his tongue heavy with humiliation. "I-I, P-pwease!" The girls giggled, pressing Tina's messy hips harder against his side, a wet PFFFFT escaping from her. "More!" Amy taunted, needing Liam's padding. "You'll have to beg prettier than that, baby!"

Liam's breath hitched, his pitiable cock throbbing in the cage against his soggy cushioning, as another hot wave pushed out. B-BBBPPPLLLAAAAAARRRRRRPPPPP! The sound ripped free, echoing wetly through the dollhouse, leaking though the waist and leg bands of Liam's diapers. Tina whined, grinding her own bulging padding against his, "more, Daddy... You gotta beg more" she whispered, her fingers clutching his frilly dress. "P-Pwease," Liam sobbed, his voice cracking. "I-I'll do whatever... pwease just cwlean babies diapies!"

Amy grinned with an evil glint behind her eyes, sticking her finger in Tina's mouth, making her suckle until another messy gush squelched into her layers PRRAPPP. "Anything?" she purred, prodding Liam's diapers with her drenched finger.

Liam flinched, his thighs slick with warm leaks, his paci bouncing frantically as he nodded. "A-anything," he whimpered, his voice thick around the rubber nipple. The girls exchanged grins, their phones hovering close as Tina continued grinding her bulging padding against him with a BBBRRRAAAAPPP . Spilling the fresh mess onto Liam and the ground with each hump and thrust.

Amy snatched Liam's pacifier free, drool stringing from his lips, as she leaned in. "Tell us exactly what you want," she hissed, digging her thumb into his diaper's soggy bulge. Liam gasped, his hips bucking helplessly as yet another hot gush filled the already soiled layers.

SQQQUUUEEEELLLLCCCHHH "*C-clean diapie!" he begged, his cock twitching against the mush. "P-pwease, I'll wear pink bows, I'll drink all my m-milk—aaaaahh!" His plea dissolved into a moan as Sophie pinched his nipple, twisting until he arched. "And?" she taunted, grinding Tina's messy hips against his thigh with more vigour. Tina whimpered, her tiny hands grasping at Liam's frills as her own stomach gurgled in desperation BBBBLLLLOOORRRPPP. "W-we'll k-kiss for the cameras!" Liam sobbed, tears dripping onto his lace collar. "A-any p-position!"

Grace giggled, "Mmm, but you like this," she purred, sinking her fingers on the messy diaper elisiting a squelch from the padding. Liam whined, bucking into her touch despite himself, Tina nuzzled his cheek, her paci bumping his ear as she breathed, "D-Daddy, I wuv our stinkies." Her hips jerked, a wet PFFFFFFRRRTTT escaping her padding as Liam groaned, his own mess creeping up his back and mixing with Tina's along his thigh and the floor.

Sophie snatched his chin, forcing him to stare at her phone's recording light. "Louder," she hissed. "Tell everyone how much you love being Tina's stinky baby." Liam's stomach cramped BBBRRRAAAAAAAAAPPPPPPPTTTT, his toes curling as heat spread thick beneath him. "I-I wuv it!" he sobbed, his voice breaking as Amy yanked Tina's skirt up, exposing their bulging diapers pressed together. "Say you'll drink from her special creamy bottle like a good sissy," Bella cooed, dangling afresh diaper just out of reach. Liam's begging was cut off by shame, as another hot wave hit him, pushing out a wet BBBRRRAAAAAPPPPPTTT.

Tina whaled, her hip jerking against Liam's crotch BBBLLLAAAAPPP . "P-Pwease," she begged, "Tinkle Tina will do anyfing for her Mommy and Aunties... W-we'll even... We WANT to wear da pwetty kitty and potty puppy outfits wike da pwitty sissy babies we are!" Tina pleaded desperately. Bella grinned, twisting Tina's nipple until she squealed, her diaper gushing again fwsssssss "Aww, such a good girl, my little Tinkle Tina~ Such pretty begging, but Mommy needs to hear that from Lily" She smirked. Liam hiccupped, his thighs shaking. "P-please- pwease cwean us! I'll suck her bottle w-whenever!" He sniveled.

Amy snickered, looking at how pathetic Liam had become. "Big words from a baby who just filled her diapie," she taunted, her fingers tapping on the soggy bulge between Liam's thighs until he squealed around his pacifier. Tina whimpered beside him, her tiny hips twitching as she further filled her already ruined padding BBBRRAAAAPPPPPP! The sound echoed wetly, mixing with the crinkles of their overstuffed diapers as Sophie leaned in. Snapping her fingers in front of Liam's tear-streaked face. "Uh-uh," she hissed, tilting his chin toward the camera. "Say it prettier, Princess."

Liam sobbed, his stomach churning viciously as another wave of mess pushed out SQQQUUUEEEELLLLCCCHHH his toes curling at the warmth and relief he felt. "P-PWEASE!" he begged, his voice breaking as Grace yanked his paci free, drool dripping from the rubber nipple. "I'll be mommy's wittle kitty or puppy... p-pwease just cwlean us! I'll suck Tina's  pwetty cweamy paci—AARRGUUHHH!" His plea dissolved into a shuddering moan as Jess pinched his caged cock through the troublesome padding, her thumb rubbing circles until his hips jerked helplessly. "Mmm, listen to that," Bella cooed, prodding his diaper until another gush squelched out PFFFRRRTTTT. "Captain Sissy loves begging for her changies~"

Sophie grabbed Tina's chin, forcing her drooling mouth open as she played with the dog tag on Tina's collar tauntingly. "Tell us what you want," she hissed, her fingers twisting Tina's nipple until she squealed frrrrttttt! her diaper jiggled with the warning gas. "I-I wanna be Mommy's potty puppy!" Tina whimpered, her shrunken hands pawing at her own soggy padding as a hot gush spilled free hissssssss "Ahh-And make humpies wif wittle kitten lily-"

Liam whined, bucking into his mess as Amy pushed him closer against Tina's diaper, the smell thick as rotten milk. "A-AND I'LL WEAW ALL DA FINGS YOU WANT-!" he began to blubber,  "all da diapies... a-and p-pwetty pink sissy cwoves, pwease!" Grace snickered,  "Mmm, look at this," she purred, flicking Liam's squishy bulge causing a pffFRRRTTT to slip out. "You two really are made for each other." Jess giggled.

The girls exchanged grins, their phones flashing as Amy leaned in, her breath hot against Liam's ear. "Say you want to be a sissy diapered kitty with your sissy puppy," she hissed, twisting his nipple until he howled around his pacia, his hips jerked, mush oozing up his back as Tina whimpered, grinding her own mess against him. "A-ANYTHING!" Liam screamed, his voice breaking "Just* cwlean us!"

Sophie grabbed Tina's chin, tilting her face up as she dangled a fresh diaper just out of reach. "Tell us how much you love being Daddy's stinky puppy," she purred, her thumb digging into Tina's diapered cock until she squealed, unclipping her pacifier from her dress. While Liam sobbed behind his pacifier, his stomach violently cramping, "I-I wuv it!" Tina whimpered, clutching onto Liam's pained form. "P-Pwease, Mommy, I'll wear da b-bells!"

Grace smirked, yanking Liam's paci free with a wet pop and unclipping it from his dress, "and you?" she hissed, slapping his bulging diaper until warmth oozed up the leg gatherers. Liam jerked, his toes curling as another torrent exploded beneath him PLOORRTTT the mess creeping up his spine. "A-ANYFING!" he wailed, "I-I wanna we— I need to weaw m-maching cwoves w-wif my... s-stinky sissy pup—" his voice breaking as Jess cut him off, by yanking Tina's pacifier out of her mouth and forcing it into his, twisting it until he suckled desperately. "Mmm, good sissy babies," Bella cooed, prodding their diapers as twin noises answered pffffttt from Tina, BBBRRRAAAAPPP from Liam.

Bella snapped her fingers, dragging Liam's head back by his lace choker. "Louder," she demanded, her phone hovering inches from his sobbing and hiccupping form. "Tell Mommy you'll wear the kitten maid dress and special tail with jingles." Liam whimpered, his thighs slick with leaks as another mess spilled free BLORRRPPPP his hips bucking helplessly into the mush. "P-PWEASE!" he mewled, Tina's paci bobbing frantically between his lips. "I'll wear dem—aaaah!—I'll weaw all da p-pwetty kitty fings!" Sophie grinned, dumping a mountain of frilly accessories onto the dollhouse floor, pink leashes, kitten ears, dresses, and tails, as Grace pressed down on Tina's diaper, eliciting a guttural sqloortch that made Liam gag.

Jess pulled Tina's chin toward the camera, "and you?" she teased, twisting Tina's nipple until her cock twitched . "Wanna be Mommy's obedient potty puppy forever?" Tina nodded frantically, her hips jerking as she moaned and filled up her padding BBLLLAAARRRPPPP, "Y-YES!" she squealed, her voice breaking as Bella popped a pair of puppy ears over her head. "P-Pwease cwlean me! I-I wuv being Mommy's p-potty puppy!"

Shruthi lunched forward, clipping a jingly bell collar around Liam's neck. "Mmm, beg nicer, like the sissy puppy" she commanded, yanking the leash taut as his stomach gurgled. "P-PWEASE MOMMY!" he wailed, tears splashing onto Tina's diapered lap BBBRRAAAAPPPPPP the sound wet and deep as mess spilled up his back.

Amy grinned,  "Say you'll wear the kitty outfit and meow for puppy's creamies," she cooed, digging her fingers into the warm padding. Liam bucked helplessly, his caged cock throbbing as another wave exploded PLLOOOORRPPP his toes curling at the spread. "I-I'LL MEOW! PWEASE— aaaah!" His plea dissolved into a shuddering moan as Jess pinched his nipple while forcing Tina's paci back into his drooling mouth. "Louder," Amy demanded, twisting his collar choker until he gagged. "I-I'LL WEAR DA KITTY TAIL AND WUV IT!" he sobbed, his diaper bulging as another hot gush spilled free, PIISSSSSSSHHHHHHHHHH

Jess snatched Tina "time for our pwincess' changies~" she cooed. Removing Tina's soiled dress and diapers, and cleaning her off. She powders and tapes on a fresh 'Puppy Piddles Super Soaker' diaper— pink and white, printed with diapered puppies using fire hydrants and pink paw wetness indicators walking from the bum to the crotch. Swooshing on her new ruffled pink puppy dress, the lace hem barely covering the her diaper's waistband, proudly displaying the buldge of her first 'Puppy Piddles'.

"I fink a potty puppy like you will need ten diapees," she snickered, strapping the extra layers on beneath her dress. Her stomach gurgled. "M-Mommy!" Tina whined, her new puppy ears bobbing as Bella thrusted the swishy puppy tail butt plug into place, twisting the lubed toy until she squealed, HISSSSSSSSSSSSS. "Stinky puppy needs her walkies," Jess teased, yanking the leash taut as the last diaper was added, the plastic crinkling with the jingle of the 'Tinkle Tina' dog tag.

Amy hauled Liam up by his frilly collar, noticing how he squirmed frantically, as she brought him to the changing table. Liam was trying to maintain what little control he had left, by not leaking even more then he already had. So Amy stood him up on the table and pushed on his shoulders, forcing Liam into a deep squat, "Looks like our baby girl needs help getting ready for her changie" she teased, "THIS, is how babies make pushies!" With a shrill mewl, a grotesque BBLLLAAARRRPPPP was pushed out of him.

Then forcing him onto his back YELP further mushing his overflowing diaper, eliciting hiccupping sobs. Amy, now peeling his diapers off, leaving his thighs slick and shaking. "Look at this messy kitten," she cooed, wiping him down with chilled wipes that made him jump, his shrunken cock twitching against the cold inside of the bright pink plastic cage.

Amy placed the diaper—pink and white, printed with kittens chasing their tails and matching pink paw wetness indicators with Tina—taping it snug over his hips, the short black maid dress' frilly hem fluttering above the bulging padding. "Mmm, someone's going to leak through this fast," Amy murmured, plucking at the waistband until it snapped back against Liam's tender skin, earning a whimper. As she placed a kiss on his chest through the cat shaped titty window.

Grace squealed, clipping kitty ears into Liam's hair while Shruthi lubed up the plump butt plug tail, twisting it slowly inside him until his toes curled. "T-Too big!" he sobbed, bucking backwards, only for Sophie to slap his diaper hard, the padded impact echoing through the dollhouse as his bladder threatened to spill. "Shhh, kittens don't talk," Sophie fastening a pink cat collar around his neck, the bell's jingles mocking his every shudder. Bella stepped close, dangling a matching leash just out of reach. "Meow for it," she demanded, and Liam whined, his cheeks flaming as his stomach gurgled, mewling at the pain from his belly and the stretching of his hole, the sound wet, HISSSSSSSSSSSSSS filled the room as his diaper swelled.

Amy adjusted the maid dress, lifting the frilly hem and apron up to expose the bulging waistband of his diaper, the pink paw indicators already fadding, seen by the squishy swelling. "Mmm, someone missed the litterbox," she taunted, plucking at the lace straps along Liam's sleeves. "Da diapee change... p-pwease—" Liam squeaked, before Jess shoved a pink feather cat toy against his nose, forcing him to sneeze "AACHOO!" the jolt pushing out another hot gush ffFWWWISSSSSSHHHHH. "such a silly kitty," Bella teased, pushing him down and sealing him into six more diapers. "Once all these cutsie paws disappear" she said as she began rubbing Liam's diapers, "will our sissy pets get their changies~" Tina giggled, her own puppy tail plug wiggling as she crawled closer, her leash jingling. "D-Daddy's such a leaky kitty," she whispered, nuzzling his wet diaper, a muffled PFFFRRTTT coming from her rear.

Grace yanked Liam's leash, forcing his face down and his ass into the air, as Shruthi strapped another diaper over his already bulging padding. "M-Mommy!" he sobbed, his bell collar chiming wildly as Amy dug her fingers into the squishy bulk around his legs, HISSSSSSSSSSS! The warmth seeping into his layers. "Now, I wanna hear kitty meow for her creamies," Sophie hissed, dangling a baby bottle filled with Tina's cum just out of reach. Liam whimpered, his kitty ears flattening as he nuzzled desperately at the nipple.

"I- uh.. M-MEW! "the pitiful sound cut off by another hot stream HISSSSSSSSSSSSS. "f-fuck—" Liam breathed, ashamed of having used his diapers so much in such little time, tearing up in shame. Tina grinned, lapping at the tears on his cheek with her tongue as Bella strapped both Tina's pacifier and a muzzle over Liam's lower face, leaving only his whimpers audible. "No words," she cooed, twisting his tail plug until his hips jerked HISSSSSSSSSSSSS. The lube dripping down his thighs as his diapers swelled further turning a yellowish shade.

Jess snatched Tina's leash, dragging her forward until her puppy diaper pressed against Liam's chest. "Puppy wants to play," she purred, The girls burst into giggles as Tina whimpered, as she began bouncing. "D-Daddy," she squeaked, her tiny milling hands pawing at the bulge between Liam's thighs. Sophie yanked Liam's maid apron and dress up, fully exposing the yellowing padding and fading paw prints creeping up his diaper. "Look at this leaky kitty," she chitted, HISSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS. Liam arched, his muzzled whimpers muffled from his paci, as Grace twisted and pumped his tail plug, the rubber base stretching his rim.

Shruthi grinned, clicking her tongue as she tapped Liam's diaper tape, forcing him to lay on the ground. "Kitty can't even hold it for five minutes," she cooed, digging her fingers into the swollen padding until warmth oozed up the leg gatherers. Liam jerked, his bell collar jingling as another hot flow pushed out PPPRRISSSSSHHHH the sound wet spilled up his back. "A-ah! M-MEW!" he sobbed around his paci, his hips twitching helplessly as Amy forced Tina's puppy snout against his diaper, her tongue lapping at the leaks in between his thighs.

Jess twirled Tina's puppy tail plug, twisting the rubber base until her hips bucked, HISSSSSSSSSSS her diaper bulging against Liam's chest. "P-Pwease!" Tina whined, pressing her face into his frills, her paws clutching at his apron as Sophie pressed down on her padding, eliciting a rumble in her tummy that reminded Liam of his own cramping belly.

Amy giggled, yanking Liam's kitty tail taut, the butt plug stretching and burning, making his toes curl. HISSSSS his diaper squishing wetly beneath him. "Mmm, look how desperate they are," she purred, prodding Tina's nose deeper into Liam's soggy padding. "Can't even relieve their poor tummies with all these tails in the way~" Grace cooed, twisting both plugs simultaneously until twin squeals echoed fwisssssshhhhh from Tina and Liam, their diapers swelling hotly against each other.

Sophie dragged a sharp nail down Liam's back, watching him jerk helplessly, the bell on his collar jingling . "Poor kitten," she hissed, leaning close to his muzzled face. "Does it hurt holding all that mess in?" Liam whimpered and mewled, his hips twitching as another wave threatened, hisssssss, the sound cut off by Jess yanking his tail straight up, the rubber base stretching him wider. Tina whined beside him, her puppy ears flopping as Shruthi rubbed circles into her bloated belly, mimicking the pressure building in Liam's. "P-Pwease," Tina squeaked, her tiny hands pawing at her diaper FRRAAAPPPPPP her hips bucking futilely against the plug's resistance.

Amy grinned, digging her thumb into Liam's diaper bulge until he arched, HISSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS, his toes curling as warmth spilled up his spine and down his legs. "Awww, is kitty trying to push her messies out?" she cooed, twisting his tail harder as Grace forced Tina's snout deeper into Liam's leaking padding. "Do our wittle pets want to make pushies?" Jess teased, slapping Tina's diaper, PFFFRRTTT, her hips jerked wildly, the plug blocking her mess as Liam sobbed beside her, his own bulge pulsing uselessly in the cage. "Looks like someone needs a little help," Bella purred, prodding Liam's belly until his stomach gurgled, ffFFRRAAAATTTT, his plug refusing to let him release.

Sophie leaned down, her fingers circling Liam's tail base as she whispered, "Tell Mommy you love being plugged up," her thumb digging into his diaper seam. Liam whimpered, his mewls muffled by the muzzle and pacifier combo, his hips bucked hisssss the pressure building painfully. "Louder," Grace hissed, yanking Tina's tail upward until she squealed BBBRRRAAAAPPPP! her mess trapped behind her tail. "P-PWEASE!" Tina wailed, her puppy ears flattened as Shruthi continued to rub her bloated belly PPPRRRRRRRRRRRRRRTTTT the sound guttural and wet. "P-Pwease wet da puppy go potties, I-I weally need to make poo poos" she begged.

Jess grinned, slapping Liam's bulging padding PFFFRRTTT his body convulsing as another hot stream leaked out around his plug fwisshhhhh-drip. "Mmm, kitten's diaper can't hold her accidents," she cooed, twisting his tail harder until his toes curled. Amy forced Tina's face into the back of Liam's head, her puppy snout nuzzling his hair, beginning to buck her hips and erection into the back of kitten's yellowing padding.

Grace dug her fingers into Tina's bloated belly, eliciting a mewl as Tina's hips jerked BBBRRAAAAFFF! her plugged hole blocking everything but the sounds of protest. "P-Pwease," Tina whimpered, pawing at her diaper, "Puppy needs to go sooooo bad!" Sophie giggled, yanking Liam's leash until his bell collar chimed. "Babies don't get to make pushies until kitty meows for puppy's creamies," she hissed, slapping his diaper PFFFRRTTT the impact pushing out another warm spirt "M-MEEEWWW!" Liam sobbed, his muzzle and pacifier garbling the plea as Shruthi twisted his tail 360 degrees hisssssssssssss his diaper dripping against Tina's.

"Good girl~ someone is getting her lax filled creamies~" Amy cheered, Liam squirmed as he was manhandled, while Amy replaced his paci and muzzle for a huge baby bottle of Tina's cum and laxatives.

Tina watched, blushing beneath her layers of frills and puppy padding as Liam mewled pathetically around the oversized bottle's nipple. His throat worked desperately against the thick mixture, Tina could practically hear the way it sloshed, as his stomach visibly swelled beneath the tight ruffles of his maid dress. The soggy kitten padding jerking with the caged cock's twitches, and the girls erupted into giggles.

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"Aw, poor widdle Lily-kitty," Maddison cooed, tracing a finger on his churning belly. The bell on Liam's collar jingled as he tried twisting away, only for Amy to pinch his inner thigh. "Gotta drink it aaaall up~ Unless you wanna go back in the muzzle wif no way to beg for your sissy pushies?" The threats made Liam freeze, his nostrils flaring behind the bottle's nipple, causing some of the 'special' cream to dribble from his mouth. "Uh oh..." Bella wiped the spilling liquid with her thumb, "looks like our kitten needs help drinking her milkies~" Bella cooed as she plugged his nose, causing him to swallow much faster, eyes watering in desperation, tummy gurgling from his constant diet of laxitives.

Tina whimpered against her own pacifier, the puppy tail butt plug vibrating slightly as her bowels gloooorp-ed painfully. Every cramp made her fall on her hands and knees, padded hips twitching, Grace took her finger, forcing Tina to show off her wet rear, the outer, eleventh, diaper still dry despite the ten soaked layers under it. Stroking the wetness indicator along her sensitive parts, grinning at the way Tina's thighs clamped together. "Awww, look who's trying to hold her tinkles for daddy~ " The crinkle of plastic echoed louder as tried Tina squeezed her legs together, the layers of soggy padding stopping her and squishing with every shift.

Liam's muffled mewls grew frantic around the bottle's nipple, his swollen belly glurg-ing audibly beneath the frilly apron as Amy lifted him on to her knee and began bouncing him "Mmmph! Ggruuh! Mmmph!" His kitten tail twitched wildly, the plug resisting every desperate clench of his muscles. Grace tapped his tummy with a manicured nail, grinning at the wet bloooorrrp that answered. "Ohhh, sounds like someone is enjoying her sissy's creamies~" The girls erupted into laughter as Liam's eyes crossed, his stomach visibly lurching beneath the dress, the eight soaked diapers around his cage squishing with trapped gas. Making cute little bubbles escape as his bottom speedily went from the air back down to Amy's knee, while he tried to focus on his latch on the babby bottle. The SQUELTCH of his diapers heard along side tummy grumbles.

Liam's feeble struggles had dissolved into full-body tremors, his kitten tail twitching violently as Grace inserted his pwetty pink paci and booped his nose, he instinctivly began to suckle in his body's attempt to self soothe. While Amy used two fingers, one rubbing his chest and nipples through the titty window, and the other needing his aching belly. His stomach blorped wetly, the sound of his whines muffled by the thick nipple and rhythmic suck from his mouth.

Bella cackled, pinching his swollen tummy just as a GLORRRK forced his back to arch. The soaked kitten diapers crinkled, tiny bubbles of trapped gas pfft-ing out the waist band beneath his ruffled skirt. "Uh-oh~" Sophia crooned, tapping his belly button. "Looks like Lily-kitty's tummy is all fuuuull~" Liam's eyes rolled, his caged cock jerking against the sodden padding as another mostly futile contraction rippled through him puurrrttttt the plug resisted, leaving him panting around the pacifier, his stomach churning.

Tina whined louder beside him, the puppy tail vibrating harder as her own stomach squeee-ed in sympathy. Her soaked diaper layers sagged between her thighs, the ruffled dress flouncing with every cramp, Jessica's fingers wrapped around her from behind, pressing down on Tina's swollen belly with a sadistic giggle. Grrrrrk- "p-pwease!" Tina garbled around her pacifier, the pressure forcing a PFFFFFTTT against the plug, the tail twitching as damp warmth spread further through her padding. "Ooopsie~" Jessica sing-songed, rubbing circles into Tina's tummy, "did widdle puppy make another ickle tinkle? Does her widdle tummy hurt sooo bad?" The words sent Tina squirming, her collar jingling as she hnnng-ed against another wave of cramps, the wetness indicators under her dress now fading into a baby pink from crotch to bum. The desperation was visible on her face.

Liam wasn't faring any better, the glorp-ing of his stomach was drowning out his pathetic whimpers now, his kitten tail jerking erratically as Amy bounced him faster, her knee jostling his bloated middle. "Mmmph! Mmm-MMPH!" His thighs longging to close, but forced open by the padding and griant knee between them, his layers of pink kitty padding squishing wetly, tiny pffts of trapped gas escaping between bounces. Grace squealed with delight, clapping as his apron lifted slightly with every GLORRRP from his tortured belly, the eight diapers beneath straining at the seams.

"Oh Lily~" she teased, pressing her palm flat against his taut stomach and kneading, "does kitty need to make pushies sooo bad? Too bad your tail's plugged~" The girls' laughter reached a crescendo as Liam's eyes rolled back, his body lurching against the plug. Amy cooed, removing the bottle from his lips just in time for a choked HURRK to escape his lips with a loud and wet POP, lax-laced cum sloshing in his tummy.

Tina's own whines escalated into desperate yips, her puppy tail vibrating wildly as Shruthi crouched beside her, fingers drumming against her swollen belly and playing with her plug. "Someone's hungie," she sing-songed—the groooan that answered made the girls howl. Tina's thighs trembled, the soggy diaper layers squelch-ing obscenely as she rocked back and forth, her ruffled dress flouncing with every cramp. Jessica leaned down, whispering into her puppy ear: "Does widdle Tinkle Tina wanna go? Then prove it~" The words sent a fresh sploosh through Tina's padding, the eleventh diaper darkening as the wetness indicators lost even more colour.

"Show mommy just how bad the wittle puppy needs her baba~" Bella's mocking tone dripped honey-sweet as she dangled the oversized bottle, thick formula swirling with visible flecks of crushed laxatives, just inches from Tina's trembling lips. The puppy tail vibrated against Tina's puckering hole, the glunk-glunk of her stomach protesting the on coming bottle. "P-PWEASE!" Tina whined around her paci, Bella giggled, "Awww, of course my lil' pup," as she pulled out Tina's pacifier with a wet pop and a trail of saliva connecting it to Tina's open mouth, her tongue hanging out like a puppy begging for treats. Bella shoved the bottle in, Tina's desperate sucks made her member alert, just as Auntie Jess had trained her. "Looks like my puppy wants to make her own milkies while drinking mommy's" Bella teased.

Feeding Tina with one hand, Bella knelt in front of Liam, still suckling on his paci and sobbing while forced to ride Amy's knee. "Your puppy needs motivation, Lil' Lily~" she purred. Liam's stomach groooo-ed in protest, his apron riding up over his bloated middle as Grace plucked his bell-collar and shook it. "Daddy's gotta ask for his sissy's milkies!" Bella teased, reaching for an empty bottle, its towering size made both Liam and Tina whimper. Liam's nostrils flared, "Mmmphhh!" His kitten tail thumping erratically against Amy's bouncing thigh, her laughter bounced him harder, forcing a wet ffrraapppp from his tortured gut.

Tina's eyes watered as she gulped down Bella's lax-laced formula, her swollen belly pressing against the eleventh diaper with every glorp. The bottle's nipple popped free when she gasped, dribbling formula down her chin. Inserted again, her sucking grew frantic as the diapered puppies on her padding darkened further. "There's my good giiirl~" No sooner did Bella finish praising Tina than she grabbed Liam's frilly apron, pressing his face into Tina's trembling lap.

The scent of baby powder mixed with the sharp tang of desperation splooshes as his nose bumped her soaked layers. "Awwww! I think daddy wants a taste~ Isn't that right kitten?" Bella cooed. Liam shook, his mewls muffled by the pink rubber nipple he was still sucking on until Amy yanked his head back by the ears, exposing his tear-streaked face. "Say. It." she growled. Liam's stomach squeeee-ed violently—he choked out a single word: "M-MILKIES-!" garbled by his paci, before bowing forward again, doubling over from a new wave of cramps, a muffled moan and loud praffffffttt escaped him as he tried to soothe his churning tum tum.

Grace clapped her hands in delight, nudging Liam's violently gurgling middle with her finger. "Hurry up Lily~ kitten milkies don't make themselves!" The threat in her voice sent Liam scrabbling on all fours towards his sissy's diaper—her puppy tail vibrating faster as she hnnnng-ed against another seizing toooot from her tortured insides. The empty bottle Bella had brought bobbed between Tina's refractive thighs, bumping against her soaked layers with every whimper. "P-pwease!" she begged around the bottle's nipple still lodged in her mouth, her words garbled by both plastic and the glunk-gladdadunk of her stomach threatening to rebel. Liam hesitantly started to paw and nuzzle Tina's erection, just like a kitten tring to get it's mommy's milk.

Liam's mewls turned into strangled hnnn-s beside her, his kitten tail vibrating as Amy bounced him harder—his stomach sloshed audibly, the eight soaked layers of kitten padding squelch-ing with every jostle. "urnnngg! unnhH!" His thighs trembled, tummy bubbling under Grace's relentless kneading. The girls erupted into laughter as a wet PFFFFT escaped his padding, the sound muffled but unmistakable, his face flushed crimson above the bell collar, his caged member twitching pathetically against the soggy kitten print.

Bella let out a low laugh, shaking the bottle in Tina's mouth so the thick formula sloshed mockingly. "That's not asking kitten~!" Grace sang, pressing down hard on Liam's swollen belly, forcing a choked whimper from his lips as his dress rode up over his churning gut. The eight soaked kitten diapers beneath him sqwonched wetly, bubbles of trapped gas pfft-ing out with every knead and bounce. "M-MWILKIES!" Liam sobbed behind his pacifier, his kitten ears swaying as he licked desperately at the spot were Tina's twitching cock tented her diapers, her own whines escalating into high-pitched yips , her wetness indicators long gone.

Tina's thighs squelched closer together, her puppy tail thrumming against the plug resisting her desperate pushies. "All right, kitten. I'll get you your milkies since you want it so bad~" Jess teased, as she pumped Tina's dick above the bottle collecting her seed. after cumming six times, her seventh orgasam was completely dry, "Good girl! you emptied all your icky stickies?" Jess cooed, putting Tina's member back in her diapers with a few teasing pats. Tina, exhausted from the bottle and the milking, only squirmed at the squelch each pat produced. Bella put Liam and Tina down on the dollhouse floor, shoving Tina's pacifier back in her mouth as she went to put Liam's next bottle in the fridge for later.

Liam squirmed on the dollhouse floor, his frilly maid apron rustling as his bloated belly shook violently beneath it. The soaked padding beneath him crinkled and squished with every shift, his kitten tail twitching as the plug mercilessly sealed him shut. Beside him, Tina whimpered, her own puppy tail vibrating wildly as her stomach squeeeeed in protest—eleven soggy diaper layers squishing loudly beneath her ruffled dress. Both sissies flopped onto their hands and knees, their padded hips rocking desperately as cramps rippled through their swollen middles. "Hnnnngh!" Liam garbled around his pacifier, his thighs squishing together. only for Amy to spank his rear, forcing his legs apart again with a wet blorrrp from his sore tummy. Tina yelped as Jessica's fingers dug into her ballooning belly, her puppy ears flopping against her head as she scrabbled backward—diaper crinkles merging with the groooan of her guts fighting the tail plug.

The pressure was unbearable. Liam collapsed onto his side, his apron riding up over his distended stomach, tiny pfffts escaping his padded rear as Grace poked his taut flesh, eliciting a wet BLORRRK that made the girls squeal. Tina rolled onto her back, her puppy paws flailing as another sploosh darkened her padding the wetness indicators completely faded into a yellow. "Mmmph! Ummmpf!" she begged around her pacifier, her thighs clamping around nothing as the plug thrummed against her clenched hole.

Liam crawled toward her, his kitten bell jingling pathetically, his stomach lurching as he nuzzled her diaper with a whine. Grrrrk! Tina arched her back, her soaked padding squelching as Liam's nose bumped her swollen belly, triggering another glooping cramp that left her panting. Their pacifiers clicked together as they clung to each other, trembling—two desperate sissies drowning in the gurgle of their own torture. The unbearable pain causing them to constantly shift, moving from a crawling position, to their knees, to squatting, and to toddling from foot to foot, all while their diapers filled with toots pafffpppp and gas braapffff.

"Awww, such a cute potty. dance~ Do mommy's wittle baby sissys need to go boom booms?" Bella's teasing voice dripped with amusement as Tina and Lily writhed on the dollhouse floor, their padded hips rocking in jagged, desperate circles. Tina's whines escalating into frantic yips as another blooorp of trapped gas squelched out beneath her ruffled dress. Beside her, Lily's kitten tail twitched violently, his apron hiking up over his swollen belly as he hunched forward whimper, his pacifier squeaking between clenched teeth. The gurgle of their stomachs echoed in the tiny room—Grace giggled, pressing her palm flat against Lily's grubbly tummy and kneading. The pressure forced a wet BLORRRK , his diapered rear squishing as a fresh bubble of gas paffft-ed against the plug.

Tina collapsed to the ground, her soggy diapers crinkling and squishing beneath her. "Mmm- Mmm-Mommy!" she screamed around her pacifier, her thighs clamping together, only for Jessica to yank her legs apart with a squelch, her tail plug vibrating harder against the pressure. Lily crawled toward her, his own pacifier clicking against hers as he nuzzled her—his kitten ears drooping as Tina's belly groooaned in response, the puppies on her diaper darkening with another sploosh. Their noses bumped, their whines merging into a pathetic duet. Amy clapped, drawing their attention to the camera filming them. "Awwww, does widdle kitten wanna help his puppy push? Maybe if you convince mommy and your aunties, we'll unplug you both. Then you can make all the pushies you want~" Bella teased.

Lily whirled toward her, his dress hitching up completely showing off his drooping diapers, only for another ffraaappp to erupt from his gut, forcing him back onto all fours. His kitten tail twitched as his padded hips rocked. Grace giggled, poking his fully belly, GRRRRK! Lily arched, his pacifier popping free as a wet HURRRK escaped his lips, lax-laced cum dribbling down his chin and onto his chest. Tina yelped, her own tail thrumming as she hunched forward, her diaper layers squishing as another stream filled them even more.

"P-PWEASE!" she garbled, her whimpers turning into yips. Sophia cooed, patting her soaked rear. "Awww, someone's sooo close~!" Tina crawled to Liam, pinning him on his back while Tina began to hump. Their diapers squeltch with every thrust, Tina enjoying the feeling. But Liam kept squirming, "aAH-... n-no" he breathed, "N-No I d-don't like--" his protests were cut off by Tina taking out her paci, still covered in her own drool, and shoving it into Liam's pleading mouth.

Tina's thighs trembled, her soaked padding squishing with every rock. Lily whined beneath her, his own stomach groooaning in protest as her weight pressed down on his bloated middle. His kitten tail twitched wildly, the plug resisting every clench, Tina panted, "wuv da- ahhHH— I- YOU FEWL SOO GOOD- DADUUHHH" as another wave of cramps rippled through her. GRRRRK! Her hips jerked, her diaper sagging . Grace squealed, slapping Lily's belly hard, the impact forced a wet Burrrrp from his lips—lax-cum dribbling from behind Tina's paci. "Mmmph! Unngg-MMPH!" Lily thrashed, his bell jingling wildly. Tina collapsed atop him, her own whimpers merging with his mewls.

As Tina caught her breath, she rutted harder, her diaper crinkling with every squelch. Moaning out praises to her daddy, "p-pwetty- hunNGg... k-kitty~" Lily's eyes rolled back, his stomach lurching beneath her, his apron and dress hiked up completely, exposing the strained tapes of his soaked kitten padding. "Hnnnngh!" Tina arched, her tail vibrating violently, another shhhhh squirted out beneath her dress. The pressure was unbearable, her belly groooaned, her thighs clamping around Lily's hips. "P-PWEASE!" she garbled, her hands pawing needily at his diaper. Lily whimpered, his own plug thrumming as his stomach squeeeeed in response.

The sounds of Tina's rut filled the dollhouse, as her wet, and now sticky, padding squished against Lily's, The pacifier in his mouth bobbing with each loud suckle. With the rock of Tina's hips into him, Lily mewled beneath her, his bell jingling , his stomach blorrrrp-ing wetly as Tina groans, "Good-uhHh, girwwaauhhH—" her weight pressed down on Lily. High pitched moans escaped him as his kitten tail twitched. Grace giggled, poking his belly. ferrrrttpp Lily convulsed, his diaper sagging, Tina yelped, her own belly gloooorp-ing in sympathy.

Bella loved the show her sissys were putting on for her, letting herself enjoy their pathetic display and possibly "forgetting" their plugs, so they would keep on going.

Tina's hips jerking in frantic circles as her soaked padding squished against his swollen tummy. "y-yes- urgghhHHH- Y-YES " Tina growls. Every rock sending a fresh sploosh through her layers, rubbing against Lily's straining kitten padding. His bell jingled beneath her, his stomach screaming in protest to Tina's humpies. "Aahhh~ Mmm-MMPH!" Lily whined around his pacifier, his kitten tail thumping against the floor with each trust. Another wet BLORRRP erupted from his gut, his diaper rippling between his trembling thighs causing him to let out a cute little mewl. Tina yiped in response, her own belly rumbling violently with her plug resisting every desperate clench as she rutted faster.

Bella cooed, crouching beside them with a click of her tongue. "Awww, mommy's widdle babies are sooo desperate~" Her fingers traced Tina's swollen tummy, digging in just enough to make the puppy whimper and arch, another pffft-puuurrrrtttff sent in her diaper. Lily thrashed beneath her, Tina's pacifier frantically bobbing up and down with a wet suck- suckle- suck- in his mouth. Bella pinched his tummy, forcing a choked hunngg~ around his paci. "P-PWEASE MOMMY!" Tina whined, pawing at Bella's thigh, her hips stuttering to a stop as another cramp rippled through her. gyauhh! Lily sputtered, his stomach pained, and his plugged rear twitching pathetically with trapped gas pffft- bubbling out "p-pwetty p-pease-" he whispered.

Bella giggled, tugging Tina's puppy tail just enough to make her squeal. "Fiiiine~" she sang, her fingers curling around the base of Tina's vibrating plug. "Hnnngh!" Tina groaned, her thighs trembling, her belly moooaaaned as Bella twisted the plug slowly. "Mmmph! Unng-AAHH!" Lily bucked beneath her,his stomach squeeee-ing in sympathy as Bella yanked Tina's tail free with a wet pop. YELP Tina collapsed forward, her hips jerking, her diaper bulging instantly with a sloppy

BRRAAAAPPPTTFFF PLORRRP BLLLUUUAAARRRRRTTTTT PLOOOORRRRPPPBBBB-

As her bowels gave way. She continued to grind into the kitten below her, while her diaper was being filled by toots and mush. Lily mewled desperately, his kitten tail bumping against the floor, Bella giggled, plucking his tail hard. "Mmmph!" His eyes rolled back as she pulled—his stomach lurching as the plug slid free with a squelch.

BLLAAAAAAAARRPPPP!* put— putt- ppPPUUUUTTTTTT- pu-BRAPPPPPPPPP-

His diaper swelled beneath Tina, quickly spreading into the front, as the back was blocked since Liam laying on his back. His pacifier squeaked between his teeth as his belly deflated with a groooan. Tina smushing and grinding into Liam's fresh mess with her own steaming load.

Their collars jingled together as they panted, whimpering, their bellies still gurgling as Bella cooed, patting their soiled padding. "Awww, mommy's widdle babies needed that, didn't they?" As she popped both of their tails back in. Tina nodded frantically, her puppy ears drooping, Lily mewled, his kitten tail twitching as another wet BLORRRP gurgled from his gut. "Grk!" He arched, his diaper squishing—, Tina yipped, rutting into his mess again.

"Mmmph! Muu-UUUHHH— AUHHH!" Lily thrashed, his bell jingling. Amy smirked, poking and proading at his belly, FRRAAAPPPPBB His hips jerked, diaper sagging, as Tina moaned, her hole twitching around her tail as another PFFFRRTT rumbled in her darkened her padding. "P-POTTIES PWEASE!" she gasped, pawing at Bella, her thrusts slowing as her belly groooaned. "p-pwease... need pushies" Lily whimpered, his stomach pained beneath her, his plugged rear twitching pathetically. "Mmmph!" His pacifier popped free—laxative laced cum dribbling from his lips. "M-MORE!" he sobbed, collapsing against Tina "m-messies" he quietly pleaded.

"Did my wittle sissy babies get all their ickies out?" Bella teased, shoving the fallen pacifier back into his mouth. Tina and Liam franticly shook their heads, pffft- braaaap- "Nuh uhhhaAHH- m-mommy" Tina whimpered, while Liam greedily sucked on Tina's pacifier. Bella reached out to Liam, grabbing the paci's handle and lightly pulling it, but he immediately sucked it back into his mouth. Bella giggled, playing tug-of-paci while Tina and Liam moaned and groaned through their gassy cramps.

"Do you want Mommy to let you make pushies in your diapies?" Bella purred, both sissy extatically nodded and moaned, her fingers tracing the swollen outline of Liam's gut before yanking his kitten tail free with a wet plop. pffft- BLAAAAAARP- FWUUMP! Liam convulsed, his diaper instantly bulging as another sloppy BRRAAAAPPPTTT erupted from his rear, Tina moaned, grinding into the added mess with a crinkly squish. "uhhhh- uaAAHHHHhh!" Liam pewled around the pacifier, his hips bucking .

Bella giggled, watching Tina's frantic humping smear Liam's mess deeper into his sagging kitten layers, his pacifier bobbed with every desperate suckle. Liam whined, barely audible behind the nuk-nuk-suckle-suck- of Tina's pacifier in his mouth, in reaction to Tina's movements becoming more erratic. "P-PWEASE!" she garbled, her hips stuttering— Bella twisted Tina's puppy plug free next. "HUUNNNGGG~" Tina arched, her belly squeee-ing as another wave of PLORRRP BLLLUUUAAARRRRRTTTTT- FLOOORBBBPP! filled her padding, Liam mewled beneath her, his nose bumping her swollen tummy as she rutted harder each bump releasing another brraaapppp. "Aahhh~" Tina collapsed forward, her tail thrumming against Bella's constant grip on both tails.

Another splurt darkened her diaper as Liam nuzzled her messy padding whimpering. "gunngg!" His own belly sloshed, squishing against hers. Madison squealed, slapping his bloated middle BLAAAAARPPPPPP His hips jerked, splattering fresh mess against Tina's grinding, her puppy ears twitched as she yipped "D-DAADDY~!"

Bella cooed, twisting Liam's tail just enough to make him mewl pulling it in and out, just like the paci moments ago. "Mmmuuuph- m-more-!" He whimpered and mewled, his cock helplessly twitching and leaking in Tina's old cage. All this attion to and in his butt makes him see stars, he can't help but mewl as his eyes roll back and his toes curl, "p-p-pwease mommy"

Tina rutted harder as she heard a final pop the kitty tail being discarded out of Liam and on to the ground. "P-PWEASE!" she begged, "PWEASE M-MAKE MESSIES FOW ME DADA~" her belly shifting. Liam arched, as a wet BRRAAAPP gurgled followed by a brassy BLOORRPPPPPPP from his gut into his diaper. "HNNNGGG!" Tina growled, her hips stuttering. Bella giggled, yanking her tail free with a pop joining the kitty tail on the ground. BRRAAAAPPPTTFFF- PLORRRP- BLLLUUUAAARRRRRTTTTT Tina screamed and moaned, her diaper bulging instantly as the plug was fully removed. Liam whimpered, his tummy churning once again, but no longer restrained a mushy BLAAAAAARRRRPPPP! was released into his diapers.

His padding exploded, splattering against Tina's grinding their collars clinked and their diapers squelched together as they panted, Tina slowing her pace, both whimpering. The sounds of their crinkling, squelching padding and Liam's desperate suckles from Tina's paci still in his cum coated mouth. Tina yipped as she rutted harder, her hips picking up speed as she caught a second wind, her swollen belly squishing against Liam's as another wet PFFBBBBBTTT gurgled from his gut.

Tina sped up her thrusts, eagar to mush aginst all of Lily-kitty's mess. As Tina increased the pace of her humps, Liam did the same with his sucking, the bobbing of Tina's paci matching her thrusts with a wet suckle- suck- from Liam, his gentle moans muffled and drowned out by the sissy's pushies.

Liam mewled beneath Tina's bulging diapers, his toes curling as she presses into his cage while he makes poopies, blOOOORRRTTTTT "huuUAAHHHH~" Tina thrusts even faster, ever more eager to mush against her daddy's brand new pushies, suckle- suck- the speed of Tina's paci bobbing in Liam's mouth picks up, in sync with the squelch of diaper humpies. Liam's tight tummy makes a gurgle letting out a little toot prbbpppp, just as Tina stops humping— loud WHINES and WHIMPERS come from Liam and the loss of contact.

Tina readjusts, crawling closer, she forces daddy's legs closer, eliciting a loud moan and suckle from him. She lines up their hips, leaning back so she is on her knees, Liams hips beneath her— SQLOOORTTCCHH Tina drops down on to Liam's crotch using all of her body weight. Liam can't take it, squirming and begging in between diaper humps, "p-Pwease I-" FWUMPP "N-NO MORE!-" SQUUIIPPHH "N-NO CAGIES" Liam pleads as his cock leaks and pulses in the cage, the butt play, euphoric releases, and now Tina's new method of humpies were all too much for him. "MOMMY, PWEASE" he moaned as he felt Tina land back on him, "J-JUST WUN STICKIES" he begged, tearing up from the strain in his diapies, whining while suck- suck- Tina's pacifier bobs frantically.

The room fills with giggles and laughs from the girls, "Awww, does the wittle pissy sissy wanna cum from her sissy boyfriend rubbing their messy diapies?" Amy teased as Lily aggressively nodded, whimpering as he continued to suck the pacifier. "Let me think.." Amy pretended as though she didn't plan her next words, "I'll let you out of da pwetty cagie... IF, you admit you're just a little sissy fag who needs diapers AND that you love messing them, especally if Tina humps after~" she commanded.

Liam whimpered as Tina kept a steady pace, "I- nnmmmhhh" Liam suckled "I JUST WITTLE SISSY FAGgg- guuuhhh~ I NEED MY P-PWETTY KITTY DIAPES, s-uuUAHHH- CUH I- I- huunnggg-" bloorrrtt "-I WUV MAKY P-PUSHIES IN DEMMm- mmnnhhhh~" Liam tries to catch his breath from all the begging, pushing, and humps. "I-I WEALLY WUV IT WHENNnn- nnhhhgggg~ TINA MAKE H-HUMPIES O-ON MYYYyy-" plaarrppfff "-MY M-MUSH TUSH" he huffed out, needily.

Amy, trying not to laugh coos to Liam, "good girl, such a good sissy fag!" As she picks him up pinching him between her fingers, Liam moans while he messes yet again braapp "who wants to make cummies from rubbing messy diapies wif a sissy and sucking dick?" Amy teased, "I think Lily-kitty does~" in response Liam continues to suckle on the paci and buck his hips to show auntie Amy how much he wants it.

Amy bursts out laughing and has to wipe away a tear from how long she did. She freed Liam's throbbing member from it's pink plastic prison, giggling "I can't believe I used to date a pathetic fairy like you... I'm so glad I dumped you!" Liam, too focused on bobbing the paci suck- and pawing and his leaky cock through his padding squelch to correct- or even notice Amy's lie. The only thing that made Liam's hand stop needing his diapies was a faint whine from Tina, who had kept bouncing on her knees, missing the mess and bulge of her daddy's diapies.

Amy too busy laughing and sending footage to Liam's hockey team, Jess put Liam back in the doll house. Tina immediately pinning and humping him squelch, both of their members bulging in their diapers praffffppp. With each thrust Tina made and every suck- suck- suckle- from Lily, they both were nearing climax. BLLOOORRRTTTTT The huge load filling up the kitten diapers made both Tina and Liam speed up. "d-daddy I- I'M GONNA—" Tina moaned, while Liam mewled, " I- mmph- I- huuuu- me- muuahh- CUMMmm-ah ah- aH- AHHH~" Both making cummies in their diapies, Tina collapsed onto Lily with a loud SPLOORRRTT squishing their padding together, pushing out a cute little prrrttttt from Lily. The sissies just stayed cuddling on the floor of the dollhouse, only the suck- suckle- suck- of Tina's paci in Lily's mouth, and the occasional gurgle PLOOORRRPPPP from the baby sissies' bums was heard.

That is until the sissy naptime was over...