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The Not-So-Secret Victoria’s Secret Shopper

the-witty-ginger:

She was so close to getting away her perfect plan. The blue leopard panties from Victoria’s Secret were finally her own after she managed to buy them at the mall the other day when Mommy was distracted. The panties made it underneath her mattress without any fanfare, so all Elizabeth had to do was wait until no one was around to slip them on. These were her new favorite panties, because they were so very different from the other cotton briefs her parents insisted on buying. Those had pink flowers, rainbows and butterflies on them, while some of them were thick to keep her protected in case she didn’t make it to the potty in time. Elizabeth was tired of having to wear such silly little girl panties. She wanted the big girl panties that Mommy and Big Sister had in their drawers. The kind that would make the boys smile when they wore them. It was time for her to be able to match Mommy and Big Sister, Elizabeth thought as she cursed the white cotton panties that only made people call her adorable.

It was the perfect afternoon. Big Sister was talking on the phone, Mommy was downstairs on her laptop, and Daddy was at work. It seemed like the a great time to slip on the panties to feel like a big girl. She slid down the butterfly briefs, and kicked them across the room. The new panties felt so much different against Elizabeth’s skin. They were lighter, barely noticeable against her bottom. When she rubbed her hand across her private area, tingles ran up her whole spine. The sensation could be felt so much more, because the stupid cotton always got in the way. Admiring her bottom in the mirror, Elizabeth squealed with pride for being able to look like a big girl. After a while, she flopped on her bed because she was getting sleepy from so much excitement. Not realizing how tired she actually was, Elizabeth drifted off to sleep with the brand new blue leopard panties still on. 


“Elizabeth Jane, what on God’s green Earth are you wearing,” Daddy’s voice boomed, jolting Elizabeth out of a deep sleep. She looked around and her stomach dropped. Apparently she fell asleep way longer than anticipated and she was wearing her new blue leopard panties, that were now soaking wet. “Hi Daddy, what, uh, what do you mean” she said meekly rubbing the sleepies out her eyes. Daddy reached down and snapped the band of her panties. “These big girl panties that are completely drenched,” he said as her face grew red. “Oh Daddy, I don’t know how the ended up on me. Maybe I sleep-walked and put them on from somewhere. I was so sleepy,” she pouted trying to get Daddy to believe her. He rubbed his face and shook his head, “there is no sleep underwear putting on Elizabeth,” he said. “Honey, can you come here, we have a situation,” he yelled for Mommy as Elizabeth sat up in her own pee. She couldn’t deny it, her pink sheets were soaked and now she was kicking herself for drinking all of that apple juice earlier during lunch.

Mommy walked into the room and her eyes widened, “What is this,” Mommy asked Daddy, then looked back at Elizabeth. “Our daughter broke the rules and wore big girl panties, then went pee pee all over them and her bed,” Daddy said, making Elizabeth feel smaller and smaller. “You were supposed to be up here playing like a good little girl in your room while I did a presentation for work,” Mommy yelled, walking over feeling the panties herself. “Jesus, everything smells like pee pee. The sheets, the panties, you,” she said. 

“Mommy, I wanted to be like you and Big sister,” Elizabeth whined. “You are not a big girl, how many times do we have to have this conversation? Big girls don’t lie to Mommy and Daddy. Big girls don’t fall asleep during the day. And big girls certainly don’t go pee pee in their pants. But you’ve done all of the above in the last few hours,” Mommy said while Daddy nodded behind her. 


“What are we going to do about this,” Mommy said, turning to Daddy. He stroked his chin, and looked over at Elizabeth. His eyes felt like a magnifying glass, as he could see everything Elizabeth was feeling. “This is a big mess, and you know that in this house. Big messes lead to big punishments,” said Daddy. All Elizabeth could do was look down at her toes and nod. “I think someone needs a good spanking, and a reminder of her place in this family,” he said while Mommy nodded her head in agreement. “That means a spanking, some extra thick fluffy diapers, and regression punishment for the next month,” Daddy said. “No Daddy, we’re going to the beach this weekend, I don’t wanna be a baby for the beach,” Elizabeth whined. “Well you should have thought about that before you went and made this mess. I guess we need to ask the hotel to provide us a roll away crib. And we need to order swimming diapers online,” Daddy said. Elizabeth started crying, only making her look like more of a little baby in front of Mommy and Daddy. 


“I guess that dinner for the Baby Girl will be some Gerber carrots and peas. With some of Mommy’s secret sauce,” Mommy said, not even trying to hide her smirk. Elizabeth cried harder, because she knew that that Mommy’s secret sauce was really laxatives. After eating the gross food, Elizabeth was going to make so much poopie in her diapers all night long. “Mommy, I don’t want to poopie,” Elizabeth cried. Mommy walked over, and grabbed the bottom of Elizabeth’s chin. “Babies don’t get a say in where they poopie and pee pee. And if you keep it up, you’ll have Mommy’s Special Sauce with every meal for the next month,” she warned, making the color drain from Elizabeth’s face. “Why don’t you go down and get dinner started babe. I got some spankings and diapering to do before we feed her,” Daddy said, leaning in to passionately kiss Mommy. “Take it like a big girl honey, or at least a well behaved baby,” Mommy laughed as she went to start dinner.

“Stand up young lady,” Daddy told Elizabeth, who shuffled to her feet. “Look at you. How did you even get these panties,” he asked her. “I bought them at the mall to be a big girl,” she mumbled looking down. Daddy sighed and pulled them down in one yank. “We’ll be cutting these up after dinner,” he said as he threw them across the room. “You know, I was being nice and letting you wear training panties, even though you’re still having accidents. But I wanted to give you a chance. But now, those training panties are going to be so far beyond what you can handle. Pee pee goes in diapers for baby girls like you, miss potty pants.” he laughed, as he pulled her over his lap. Elizabeth cursed the day she ever learned about Victoria’s Secret as Daddy spanked the living daylights out her bottom. 

The burning vibrated throughout her entire body, as the tears began to freely fall. By the time Daddy finished, Elizabeth’s bottom was redder than a fire engine, and she had counted to 30 spanks. He sat her up, and motioned to her to lay back on the bed while he started rummaging through her closet. “It’s a good thing we didn’t throw these out yet. Mommy and I had doubts about your potty training,” he laughed as he laid the diapers, wipes, and powder out on the bed. 


Elizabeth turned her head to look at the wall, not wanting to look at what Daddy was doing to her. Like always, Daddy diapered her to ensure that she was padded to the max. He sprinkled the baby powder all over her, lifting her legs in the air and remarking how her scent now matched her behavior. He fluffed up her diaper, and slide it under her. This was so different than what she was wearing before. The padding made sure nothing could be felt on her girl parts. They were out of her reach once Daddy taped her diaper on. Her legs were still spread open by Daddy, but the bulge made it clear that there her legs wouldn’t be able to close with this diaper. Unless she crawled, her only way of getting around would be waddling like a toddler, which she now resembled. 

“Look at that, much better for my baby girl. Now all the pee pees and poopie can go in the diaper, and not all over my house,” Daddy said, patting her bottom while admiring his work. Elizabeth covered her hands with her face, knowing that in the next few hours she would be sitting in a very messy diaper, begging mommy and daddy for a diaper change. 


Once Daddy put away his supplies, he  put on Elizabeth’s new Minnie Mouse t-shirt, and clipped on her pacifier. “Daddy what about my pants,” she asked, not wanting her Big sister to see her diapers. “Baby Girl, you know pants are for big girls. Your Mommy and I need to make sure we can see your diaper at all times so we know when you went potty,” he laughed, popping the pacifier into her mouth. “Come on crinkle butt, lets go get some nom noms,” he said, picking her up. Elizabeth rested her head on Daddy’s shoulder as they made their way downstairs. This was going to be a very, very long month. 

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The Diaper

pimmlp:

There was a brief period during puberty where I was experimenting with some kinkier stuff.
Among that was a time where I was strangely obsessed with diapers.

I jacked off thinking about how it would be to wear one again, read stories, browsed forums, and looked at images of boys and guys in diapers.
This went on for a bit but ultimately it wasn’t enough. So one day when I was extra bored and horny I set out for a convenience store outside of our neighborhood and went straight for the baby hygiene section. I was super nervous and kept going to a different section as soon as someone else was in sight but after spending far too much time in this store I grabbed a package of the biggest diaper size they had, as well as some other things like wet tissues, baby powder, and a pacifier.
Not feeling any more confident than before I went to pay everything, hoping that the cashier would think I was buying this for a younger sibling. Judging from the look she gave me I’m not sure if that really was the case. After quickly (if probably clumsily) stuffing my new “toys” into my backpack I went home getting more excited with every step.

The door to my room was barely even closed when I emptied my bag on the floor and immediately took off pants and underwear. I took one of the diapers and tried it on. It was small but I just barely managed to close it. I’ve always been short for my age but this was probably the first time I was glad about that.

I took off the rest of my clothes, put the pacifier in my mouth, and walked around my room just in a diaper. It was strange but I liked it. Seeing myself in the mirror, like an overgrown baby made my dick even harder.

But before going about with my daily, at least hour-long wank, I wanted to take the next step. I drank multiple big glasses of water and excitedly waited for it to pass through my body doing not much more than browsing the internet and absentmindedly massaging my dick through the diaper.

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