You spend the few precious moments that the girls are distracted to look down at your new diaper. The tabs have been pulled tight and the tape appears to be tamper proof and very difficult to remove. The front has a cute graphic of baby princesses, with the rest a bright pink color. Even the slightest move causes the plastic to crinkle loudly. Trying to close your legs even seems impossible with so much extra padding.
"Well, girls, what do we want our newest little girl to try on first?" Sarah's maniacal voice brings your attention back to the group of girls rummaging through an old storage container. Still pinned down by Kelly, it's difficult to see exactly what the options are, however, you're sure whatever they pick will be plenty humiliating.
Kelly looks down to you, her beautiful and intimidating red hair gently tickling you chest and face. "How's your pretty diaper feel, baby?" Her voice is slow and condicending, "Do you feel pretty like the princesses on the front? Do you want to be a baby princess too?"
You can only give a high pitch whine as you struggle agaist her solid grip. Her words sting. You've never been so humiliated before. The worst part is that having a girl on top of you only makes the front of the diaper tighter as your body grows more excited. It's never sabatoged you quite this horrifically before.
"What's the matter? Is princess shy?" Kelly's demeaning words continue, "Or are you just embracing your roll since babies don't talk?"
Suddenly, across the room you hear Sarah's commanding voice once more, "Then it's decided! Don't worry, baby, we picked out an adorable outfit for you!
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