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"H-how much of that did you see..?" Ann whispered, not meeting Eric's eyes.

"Enough to do this to me", he said, grabbing her hand and pressing it to his pants.

Ann felt how hard he was, her eyes going between his and where her hand currently was, blushing.

"So tell me, was it embarrassing for the diaper baby to have her dada see her 'squishy-wishy mess'." He mocked, quoting her dads in words.

Ann's face flushed at the knowledge that he'd been watching the whole time. He'd seen her dad belittle her and how much pleasure it had created in her.

"Did it feel nice to have your dada embarrass you? To have him squish your messy diaper all over your wittle bum and pussy?—" he said, making her look him in the eyes, "—having him watch you squirm as he rubbed that diaper cream all the way up your bum, and saw how much you were enjoying the humiliation of it after." He said, eyes heavy with lust, slipping his finger into her diaper and rubbing between her ass, just like her dad had done.

"To have him see your "princess parts" covered in big girl cum. To have him know how much you loved to feel your disgusting messy diaper

Mush all over your little baby pussy. Such a pathetic little slut, you deserve to have your dada know how much you enjoy the humiliation. You deserve to have me see it, have your daddy watch you be embarrassed. You can't even keep your pants clean or keep yourself from cumming in front of your dada. Is it humiliating? To know had your own dad just watched you cum. To have him know that your pussy drips at the thought of messing your diaper? Because it should be, you pathetic little girl." He says, bring his hand to her pussy, and feeling her get wetter at his words.

"If your parents weren't here I'd put those condoms to good use, although I thing the embarrassment of them hearing your moans might make it better for you." He smirked, watching her blush.

He set her down, take his face in her hands and kissing her, letting his tongue explore her mouth for a few minutes. His hands sliding up the back of her bra, getting tangled in it, and finding escape threw the front. He let his hands cup her breast and his thumbs graze her nipple, and he brought his mouth between the hollow in her neck.

She moaned, and the sound of it made him want to force her to her knees right there and make her choke on him while he used her hair to thrust himself in her harder.

"Please daddy" she'd moaned, those words filling every vein in his body with need.

She guided his hand to her diaper, and he slide it in, his thumb barely brushing over her clit while he teased the rim of her pussy, feeling it's wetness.

"Such a wet little slut for me, I'd love to spread you on that bed and see just how good you taste-" he slide his finger in her "-but unfortunately, I came up here to say that dinner is ready" and brings his lips to hers once last time before he slips his fingers out of her and brings them to his lips, watching her eyes get even darker with lust as he tastes her cum.

"Fucking delicious," he says, making her face heat up.

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Dinner felt like it lasted hours.

Ann couldn't even meet her dads eyes, everytime she tried to her face went red with embarrassment. Which her dad found extremely amusing.

She could feel Eric's thumb was rubbing the inside of her thigh under the table the whole time, his hand sometimes slipping a little to far up and making its way slightly to her diapered pussy.

Suddenly feeling rebellion spark in her chest, Ann decided to get her revenge him —not because she was made at how he had treated her, no, simply because a part of her craved punishment—

As her parents are focused on their own conversation, Ann slowly reaches behind Eric and slips her hand into his pants without him noticing.

Eric doesn't have time to stop her as he registers what his little girl as about to do, and feels her start to pull on his boxers.

He's sudden wedgie makes him have to bite his lip to stop from letting out a yelp of pain from the pain and surprising pleasure from it, his hands fly to the front of his pants, trying protect his manhood.

Eric feels his face start to burn in embarrassment, doing all he can not to squirm from the wedgie that his OWN SUB was giving him. He knew that there was no way he could stop her from continuing the wedgie without alerting his foster parents to the situation, so, forced to do the only thing he could thing off, he turned his head to Ann and tried to give his best "you're in for it" glare to his sub.

It didn't work.

The second he met her gaze Ann started to smirk, causing him to squirm a bit more, but time not from pain, but from embarrassment and pleasure.

With one hand keeping Eric's wedgie in place, Ann uses the other to continue eating her dinner, Ann smirks at her next idea.

"Eric are you okay? You look a little flushed, you should finish eating." Ann says, feigning an innocent look and catching her parents attention.

Eric freezes, feeling like a deer in headlights as all eyes turn to him, awaiting his answer.

"Y-yeah I'm g..good. Just zoned out for a bit I guess" he stutters out, his boxers still far up his ass. He hesitates, realizing that they were expecting him to continue eating, and he gulps.

Taking his fork, he shoves his food into his mouth with his face bright red.

Eric had never been in the position of submissive. He'd known that there had always been a part of him the could be forced into submission, but it had never happened before, until now.

He took another bite, feeling Ann's smirking eyes watching his every move while she delivers a harsher tug to his already painful underwear.

Eric let's out a small moan. He can't decided if he's enjoying the pain and humiliation or the thoughts of punishing Ann later for this more.

Ann started to pull on his boxers with a consistent rhythm, making the fabric dig and rub into his dick so harshly he could have cum at the feeling.

Eric felt his eyes almost roll back at each tug that delivered a new, more fierce wave of pleasure and pain.

Oh she was going to have a bruised ass by tomorrow for doing this.

Eric's parents left the table to clean up the dishes, and he couldn't have been more thankful. Because the second they left the room, Eric let out an audible moan as he was forced to climax. He felt his hips grind into his humiliating wedgie while he came, causing his embarrassment to deepen when he realized Ann was watching every move he made with a degrading smirk.

Eric whimpered when he finished.

Whimpered. Not moaned, he realized, and flushed a deep shade of red.

He wasn't used to being the one embarrassed. He was the one in control usually, and somehow it just added to his embarrassment to have his sub see him so..pathetic. That's what he was. Pathetic.

He froze as he felt Ann's other hand on the front of his pants, pushing his now cum soaked boxers.

Eric blushed in embarrassment and met Ann's degrading gaze. His mind was begging him to take control but his physical needs overpowered them, and he started to grind into Ann's hand while holding her gaze.

He saw her smirk and suddenly felt not only the back of his underwear being yanked up, but the front as well.

Eric let out a sound that was somewhere between a moan and a cry as the impact hit his still throbbing dick.

Eric's eyes went wide with dread when he saw Ann let go of the back of his boxers and pick up some of the left over mash potatoes from dinner with her spoon.

"Ann..no..no no..common, please.." he begging, but the words somehow couldn't make it past his lips. The shock from the pain, pleasure and embarrassment was just to much. So he was forced to sit their and watch as Ann pulled back his underwear again and started to full his now stretched out boxer brief's with the left overs.

Eric could feel each spoonful pile into his underwear, and let out grimace filled moan when Ann tugged his boxers up his ass again.

He felt it go everywhere. The Potatoes mushed all over his dick and ass as he flossed his boxers back and forth. Eric's embarrassment only grew when he realized the not only could he feel it be smeared all over him, but Ann could HEAR it. There was an audible squish every time she pulled harder on his underwear and Eric was flooded with more humiliation when he noticed it.

He was surprised at the sudden need he felt to cum, his thoughts on punishing ann later, but also on how desperate the humiliation was making him. It made him need relief, need pleasure. The disgusting, humiliating mush rubbed against his pulsing cock until Eric gave in to his need and made himself grind deeper into it.

Ann smirked as she watched him squirm in his messy wedgie, his body searching for anything to help relieve his embarrassment. She made him look her in the eyes as so pulled the front of his underwear so far up that it was touching his chest. She watched him struggle to even breathe as the pain forced him to climax, and she enjoyed every second of his humiliation.

When he finished for the second time, she let go of his briefs and patted his soiled underwear, knowing how degrading it was for him.

"Did you enjoy Cumming in your pathetic meshy wedgie, hmm?" Ann teased, smirking.

Eric could barely speak, his body so overstimulated from pleasure. So he just let out a shaky moan, recovering from his embarrassment.

Ann couldn't help but laugh when Eric got up, his stretched boxers were hanging out of his pants and he has to waddle to make sure the potatos didn't fall out of his pants.

Eric blushed at her laugh, but started to find his confidence again when he eyed Ann's cup of water from dinner, and the ice cubes the were in it.

He did it so fast the Ann didn't even have time to realize what happened until she felt the her diaper feel cold and wet and her pussy become painfully cold.

"Eric! What the-" Ann yelped, and covered mouth with her hand before she could alert her parents by raising her voice to loud.

Eric just smirked, All dominance returned to him and he put his hand on her diaper, pushing the cold ice cubes against her until she was begging for him to stop.

He didn't stop until the ice cubes had melted, and then he slip his thumb into her diaper, letting it rest on her clit. The heat of his thumb against it making it ache at the sudden temperature change.

"Aww look, the baby has a soggy diaper-" Eric mocks, taking his hand out and started to squish the front of her soaked padding. "—no poopy yet? That's not like you, usually you would have made a yucky mess in your huge diaper by now. I guess baby just needs to help" he comments, while simultaneously pilling the rest of the left overs into her diaper. Ann was practically gaping open mouthed at both the pleasuring and disgusting feeling of it in her already soaked diaper.

"That's better, now why don't you show daddy how much you love the feeling of your messy wittle nappy and rub it." Eric says with a mock tone and forces Ann's hand to start rubbing her diaper, causing the mess too spread everywhere. Ann let out a whimper as she left the food slip into what she felt like was every crevice of her diapered butt.

"Aww, I'm sure my friends would love to see this—a big diaper girl who has to go potty in her nappy like a 2 year old. Maybe I should video how much you enjoy playing in your messy diaper and show them. Let them see your diaper all saggy, maybe they'd want to come over and which you make a messy in your diapee. I know you'd make a piddle just from your embarrassment." Eric laughed, watching Ann get degraded but also turned on at hit words. "I think that much embarrassment would be to much for your little princess parts to handle. Maybe I'd let them spank your naughty ass just so I can watch your humiliation when you came in front of them." He says while smirking.

"Now, why don't you be a good girl and give yourself a nice wedgie in that very mushy diaper." Eric commands, and Ann hesitated to obey, not wanting to humiliation of having to pull her in diaper up her ass.

Eric notes her delay and gives her a few spanks on her padded ass, reminding her that she needs to listen.

So, with a gulp and a blushing face, Ann slowly pulls the back of her diaper up her ass, feeling it's contents be forced into places that they had no business being in. She let out a grimace which made eric start to laugh again.

"Aww see, doesn't it feel good to have your diapee wedged between your bum bum? Or does it feel all yucky?"

Ann pulled the diaper up further, increasing the pain even more. She was utterly humiliated, and it felt amazing. But Of course she didn't want Eric to know that.

"Well? I asked you a question messy baby, I expect an answer." He says, giving a harsh tug to the front of her diaper.

Ann let's out an unintentional moan at the surprise of the tug, and meet Eric's smirking face.

"I'm going assume that means you like it." He grins, giving one last harsh yank to her diaper and a kiss before heading upstairs to clean himself up.

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