This choice: someone knocks on the door. • Go Back...Chapter #14someone knocks on the door. by: Unknown You don't want to open the door. Whoever it was, they could certainly, NOT see you in your diaper. However, you hear a high pitched voice all out to you.
"Helllooooo?" Nina. "I know you're home!" She calls out. You waddle in your dirty diaper to the door. You look through the peephole, and see Nina, holding a large bag. Hesitating, you unlock the door and open it. You face the younger girl, who grins wickedly at you. She looks down, staring at the brown mess in your diaper.
"Well well well, you couldn't hold it in, could you?" She asked, chuckling. You're face burns red in shame and anger.
"Get out of here you little bitch." You practically yell at her. She just smirks.
"Now now, that's no way to speak to the only person who can unlock you, now, is it?" She teases, dangling what you presume to be the key to the lock in front of you. You grab at it, snatching it from her. You fiddle with the lock, and after some struggling, you get it in. However, to your immense horror, it won't turn.
"You... this isn't the key, is it?" Nina laughs, inviting herself into your house, shutting the door behind her.
"Jeez, you really stink!" She exclaims.
"Give me the key!" You yell, as she plants her bag on the ground.
"As if I'd make it that easy." Nina wagged her finger at you. "If you want out, you're going to have to earn it. And you'll be talking to me with a little bit more respect, or you'll be stuck in that filthy diaper forever... or until someone inevitably finds out about your accidents."
You looked down at the ground. You felt your body fill with humiliation and shame. Under your breath, you ask Nina "What do I have to do?" She smiles, evily, and you both knew that at this exact moment, she had absolute control over you. She could do whatever she wanted to you, and make you do whatever she wanted you to.
Nina had won.
"Now, that wasn't so difficult, was it?" She asked. Without waiting for a reply, Nina pushed you back into a chair, and you fell, squishing the poo against your butt.
"Here's how this is going to work. I have you wrapped around my little finger. I've got you right where I want you. I'm one step ahead of you. I'm in charge of you now. You're mine. Forever." Your heart sank, as you realised that unless Nina suddenly had a change of heart, you were completely at her mercy.
"Now, since I'm obviously such a nice person, I'll even let you choose." Choose what? You wondered.
"Now, the first option is that since you can't control when you go to the potty, you're obviously a baby. Therefore you will be treated as such. I will be your mother. You'll dress like a baby. Talk like a baby. Eat baby food. Crawl like a baby. You'll sleep in a crib. You'll be changed regularly, don't worry. You'll be fed from the bottle, or my breast. And should you ever misbehave - which I don't doubt you will - you'll be punished like a baby. What's more, since you're a baby, you will quit your job. You will also notify each and every member of your family, as well as anyone close to you, and explain to them that you are a baby, and cannot look after yourself." Nina finished. There was no way you were choosing that.
"The second option, is that you'll be my diaper slave. You will still be able to live your life. You can work, visit family, go out. All the things you do now. However, since I like your house better than mine, I'll be moving in with you, and you'll be my slave. This means that you will do ANYTHING and EVERYTHING that I order you to do. You will address me as 'mistress', and be at my beckoned call. This includes both in private and at work, as well as anywhere else. Oh, and you'll be locked in diapers the entire time as well, and I'll only change you if you're a good slave."
You gulped. You knew that you had to choose one of these, but they were both equally terrible. Nina stood over you, tapping her hip impatiently, waiting for you to decide.
"Well? What's it going to be?" She demanded.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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