Posted on 2018-07-26 14:59:41
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Felicity’s plea fell on deaf ears. The new stimulation proved too much for the now-female lynx, who quickly fell back into that lustful haze she had experienced before: the hug of a fresh diaper being taped on by her captor being the only sensation she could recognise now.

...Or was he her babysitter? She had long since stopped caring.

She soon felt something leave her mouth, leaving her feeling empty... at least in that region.
A small voice screamed in the back of her mind, urging her to move, that the pacifier caused this. It tried to speak out, to call for help...


Kamira chuckled as the mostly-naked lynx laying before him started to babble and drool as he removed the paci-gag from her muzzle, before replacing it with a bottle of liquid.

“That’s right, no more potty mouth from this little girl... and no more potty in general, for that matter~”

The two of them lay there for a while, one feeding the other as the odd stranger would pass by.
While it may have been fun to see his new charge’s embarrassment, the husky definitely felt that having her docile and compliant like this was far easier to manage.

It’s not like she doesn’t clearly enjoy it anyway~

With the baby’s bottle emptied, Kamira stood up and looked lovingly over his new catch, who had started to feverishly paw at her incredibly thick diaper.

She’ll be alright here, for now.

The husky left the Lynx to herself, heading to his nearby car to prepare a few things for the journey home...


Felicity kept reaching down to her crotch, desperately trying to find the source of her lust. One part wanted to be rid of the intruder, while the other obsessively desired release.
For a while, nothing managed to get through this fog. However as her hands continued to clumsily paw away at her plastic prison, a few familiar sounds did ring through. First some muffled sounds of chatter, giggling and what sounded like a mother cooing at a baby.
Of course the Lynx was in no mind to piece together who these sounds were directed at, let alone feel any shame from that knowledge.

Her world was shaken into cacophony by the feeling of a paw pressing against her padded crotch, forcing her to moan with all of her being.

“...baby likes that, huh?...”
“So naughty...”
“Good thing... taken away her toy...”

She barely recognised these voices from before, and feelings of embarrassment and fear start to bubble up inside her...

“Oh, she’s mine.”

A familiar voice! This time friendly, nurturing. A voice she trusts.

“I’m her babysitter, and this little one’s about to come home for some recondit-“


“UNKA!” The Lynx suddenly blurted out with a big grin, making the strangers awww at her even more. Kamira chuckled.

“Yeah, she calls me uncle. It’s super cute! Now, to get YOU” he says, picking Felicity up with surprising ease, “into the car so we can go home. Do you guys mind helping me with the other stuff here?”


Felicity clung to her saviour as she felt herself being carried, purring softly. She was starting to feel him in greater detail, his fur covering his big, strong arms.
The purring intensified as he set her down in what felt like a big, comfy seat, getting a better feel of her diaper: all the better to rub it.
Her arms are moved to the side however, causing her to whine a little bit as she feels herself being strapped in...

The CLICK of the last buckle as the Lynx is safely secured into an oversized baby seat brings her right back into reality.
Her eyes dart around rapidly to take in her environment, panic setting in upon realisation that she’s stuck, and helpless.

She barely makes out the interior of a car before her eyes are drawn to a big screen right in front of her face, on which video is starting to play.

Spirals, bright colours and soothing music snap her attention to lock with the screen. She feels her mind opening, what few mental barriers she had left being torn down before the first words penetrate her conscious:

“Good girl... good little girl... good baby girl...”

That phrase sent chills up her spine. She liked being called a good girl. The words told her that good girls listen, and that was true: she wanted to be a good girl.
The words were like gold to the Lynx, and she held onto them with as much value as if they were.

It wasn’t long before the haze came back even stronger, fuelled by the lust coming from her diaper and reinforced by this new mental intruder.
The tone of the words changed accordingly:

“You’re a little girl... a naughty little girl...”

“A little girl who wets herself... a naughty little girl that likes to touch herself...”


Kamira’s attention was briefly distracted by a dripping sound. Checking the rear view mirror, the sight that greeted him brought a huge grin to his face: Felicity, staring dumbly at the screen he had set up for her with drool running down her chin, and pee leaking out of her soaked diaper, running down onto the floor of the car.

“Wow, the naughty baby is leaking already! This is going to be easy...” [spoiler/]

Posted on 2018-07-27 05:00:33
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Yes please