《Degrading the diaper girl》Chapter twenty six - punished by dad
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"Ann, Eric, I'm home" Ann hears her dad shouts right as Eric picks her up to take her to his room. He looks down at her, and sighs,
disappointed that he would have to wait until tomorrow to punish her fully. And Carries her down to meet their dad.
"Hey dad" Eric says.
He only just got comfortable with calling him dad, and it still feels a little foreign.
"Hey Eric, how's little Ann doing?" He replies, taking Ann from Eric's arms.
"Oh, looks like someone went pee pee in her diapee" Ann's dad teases, making her do even redder. Eric just smirks, knowing that her piss isn't the only thing making her diaper wet.
Their dad sits on the couch with Ann, placing her in his knee and slightly bouncing her. She blushes, telling her dad that she's not a baby. But he just swats her diapered butt and continues talking to Eric, who sits across from them.
"So Eric, my boss was telling me that there is a position open where I work, and I think you'd be great for it..." Her dad say
That's where Ann stops listening, because that's when she starts feeling that vibration in her diaper again.
'Oh fuck no Eric you didn't! Not now!' Ann silently screams.
Eric glances at her, giving her a smirk, as he slides his phone back into his pocket, unnoticed.
Ann's dad is still bouncing her in his knee, Pressing the vibrator even harder against her already cum soaked pussy.
Ann realizes she has no choice, she is about to cum right here, right now, On her fathers knee.
Her only saving grace was the he couldn't see her face while she did it.
However, Eric could, and he was throughly enjoying watching her squirm.
"Ann have you given any thought to working at my company someday? I don't want to force it on you, just want my baby to know she always has that option. Well, when you finally get out of diapers that is. Although, I'm sure the office would definitely enjoy having such a big baby work for them" her dad laughs, waiting for her answer.
Ann can feel Eric's amusement radiating off of him as she try's not to moan out her next words,
"Ahhh no, I haven't really thought to much about it yet, but I definitely will".
Her dad just smiles, nodding and pats the front of her diaper, and continues he's conversation with eric.
Her humiliation grows as she feels her climax come in full throttle, and let's out a moan.
She clench's her stomach, trying to make it look like the moan was just from pain of holding in her shit. Eric can't even contain his laugh.
Which her dad is a little suspicious of —the moan at this "cramp" that is— not fully believing her act. He bounces her harder on his knee, only for her to confirm his suspicions with another moan.
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"Bad baby! Your diaper is for your baby accidents, not big girl things" He shouts, and turns Ann over, pulling her diaper harder into her ass then ever before, reminding her of her own cum soaked diaper. He starts spanking her wedgied butt while she begs him not to. She was being spanked by her dad...
Embarrassment kept filling her body. She was begging, not only for him not to spank her because she feared the pain, but because the humiliation would be to much.
Ann notices the vibrator setting go up.
Of fuck you eric but even in her mind it comes out as a moan.
She moans as the wedgie and spanking make her butt bounce press the vibrations harder against her.
Ann cums, again.
Thankfully, this time her father doesn't notice as he thinks they are just cries if pain from the spanking.
Ann had felt humiliation from Eric, and even he mother, but the embarrassment of her father knowing what she just did in her diaper, was incomparable. The feeling Of his hand hitting her diapered butt, the same why he would if she were a child, made her squirm.
"Now you are going to stay in that diaper as a reminder of what a dirty little girl you are. Only big girls make cummies, but you're just a baby who can't even keep her pampers dry, you have huge baby accidents in your baby diapers and make puddles in your pants" her dad says, finishing spanking her.
He spreads her butt checks apart, using his fingers to jam her diaper further into her ass before pulling it into a wedgie again.
He makes her stay in that position over his lap while he finishes his conversation with Eric, leaving her wedgie in. Both Eric and their dad could feel how degrade she felt, and while both were slightly enjoying it, Eric was enjoying it in a much different way then her father, as his pants had become much tighter.
Eric turned the vibrator off, satisfied with his work. And now just craving to hold her..
Eric goes to make Ann a bottle, Leaving her with her dad.
When he comes back with the bottle In hand, and hears his dad asks for it, clearly planning on giving to his daughter himself.
Eric hands it over, a little annoyed. She was his, and he was her daddy. But that meant nothing when their parents were home. Not unless he wanted to explain to his foster parents that he didn't exactly love their daughter in the "siblings" type of was, but more of the "kinky, definitely sexual and probably consider incest" way.
Ann drank the bottle he dad gave her, feeling completely childish as he patted the back of her diaper, and her dad, smirking to himself as he thought about how embarrassed she must feel to have her father rub her wet nappy.
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Ann felt the urge to pee and tried to hold it in, squirming a bit, which made Eric notice.
"Aw i think someone's trying to hold her their pee pee" Eric smirks, alerting her father to the situation.
No no no Ann thought, feeling her dad place her on his knee, facing him, and push on her stomach with one hand on the front of her diaper.
"Aww common, go potty in your diaper for dada, I know you can't hold it" her dad cooed.
Ann was mortified as she made eye contact with her father as he felt the piss start to fill her already wet diaper. He made her watch his degrading smirk the whole time. At least with Eric she could use cumming as a way to relieve the humiliation, but with her dad? She was just forced to be embarrassed without end.
She was even more embarrassed that it was turning her on, knowing that Eric was watching.
"That's it, go tinkle in your nappy little one. Can baby not hold her wee wees? Is that why she needs nappies, because she can't make it to the big girl potty? It's okay, someday you'll be able to make it. I know it's embarrassing for dada to watch you go pee pee in your pampie and make it sag like a toddler, but just let it out, that's it soggy baby . Dada will change your squishy nappy and make it all better". he said.
When she was done her dad patted the front of her diaper, making sure she felt humiliated. Ann subconsciously pushed against the hand her dad was using to pat her diaper, not even meaning to grind against it, but just desperate.
Her dad just laughed, shocked but not wanting to discourage his daughter from exploring herself, no matter how odd it felt to him. Although he couldn't help but find it slightly amusing how embarrassed she got.
He pulled the back and front of her diaper into a wedgie, watching her grimace as he forced it back and forth, flossing it.
He'd seen Eric and Ann asleep last night in her bed, and was partly happy that they had found a way to connect, even if it wasn't how he had originally hoped. He wouldn't tell his wife or confront them about it yet, it was clearly something fairly new and understood that they were probably coming to terms with it themselves. But he'd seen the way eric looked at her, had protected her. And knew there was more to it then just teenage hormones, something that both of them had needed and would support as long as it made them happy.
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Her dad put her on her bed, undoing the tapes to her wet diaper. She'd slipped the vibrator out when he wasn't looking.
Anns face was completely red as her dad pulled back the front of her diaper, exposing her to him.
"Oh I think someone needs a changie wangie—" her dad said, and examined her wet diaper for a few seconds "- what a big mess you made, your diaper is at least double the size it is when dry. It's okay potty pants, dada will clean you up." He mocked, pulling the soggy diaper from under her.
He let her wipe herself clean, wanting to embarrass her, but not wanting to genuinely make he uncomfortable.
"Good Job pittle pants" he cooed, and placed the diaper underneath her ass.
"Aww look at your wittle baby ass," he says As he sprinkles the baby powder.
He closes the diaper, tapping up and patted the front,
"Aww now your pamperbutt will keep you clean every time you can't make it to the potty and have a wittle piddle in your pants." He says in a baby voice.
"D-dad I can hold it! I'm not a complete baby!" Ann says, blushing.
"Oh really? So you're a big girl? And if I take off your baby pants you would make it to the potty and not make a soggy puddle in your pants" he says with full seriousness.
Ann feels even more defeated, and doesn't answer.
"Exactly, you'd go poopee and tinkle winkle everywhere. It's okay, I know you can't hold it sweetheart, dada will start helping you use the big girl potty when he thinks you're ready, okay?" He says.
"Okay dad" Ann whispers,
"Now can you apologize for what you did earlier? Say sorry to dada for trying to be a big girl and going cummy in your pathetic little pittle pampers." He said with a straight face.
Ann gulped, her face completely red.
"I'm s-sorry for going c—for going c-cummy in my diaper dad." She stutters out, embarrassed at having her dad know what she did.
"It's okay pumpkin, but do you remember what you're supposed to be using your diapers for?" He asks.
"Mhmm, they're for when I have potty accident."
"That's better". He smiles
and he dad picks her up, taking her back to the living room to watch a show.
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Ann had fallen asleep on her dads chest, exhausted from the day. Her dad asked Eric to carry her upstairs, as he could tell Eric was getting a little fed up with not being able to take care of her right now. Their dad understood that need in a way, he'd felt the same about his wife before they had Ann. And then that need to protect included Ann as well, and eventually Eric. Not the same, but still something he could understand.
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