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Ann didn't sleep that night.

Eric had slept in her bed, so that his body could keep hers pinned in place while he made her sleep with the vibrator on all night. Not to mention, Eric had made sure to wear nothing but his underwear, and made her wear nothing except her diaper.

Eric however, didn't sleep much either, since he woke up to Ann's moans every few minutes. Instead of turning it off though to let them both sleep, he would just rub her diaper, pushing the vibrator harder against her while she would desperately try to grind up against him, but his body still held hers firmly pinned in place.

By 6am he decided to have some mercy on her and turn the vibrator off, and used his hands to torture her body, paying attention to every inch of her except of course, for the part that was throbbing and soaked in need.

Surprisingly, Ann still managed to fall asleep only 30 minutes later, when Eric's hands were occupied with his own problem.

Ann woke up to a harsh smack on the back of her soaked diaper, followed by the words "good morning princess" whispered in her ear.

After spending an appropriate amount of time debating whether she should go back to sleep, Ann came to the logical conclusion that she should after less then three seconds.

"My love, as much as I would like to let you sleep so that I can keep you up again all night again later, you've gotta get up. Your dad wants to talk to us and your diaper is absolutely soaked." Eric said softly, his morning voice making Ann blush even while she was half asleep.

Ann let out a dramatic sigh and turned to look at Eric.

Something about the way Eric looked at her in the mornings always made the small feeling come back to her.

"Up?" Ann said, hoping her puppy dog eyes would convince him.

"I do believe you have legs for a reason, darling."

"Up pwease?" Her puppy eyes doing their best work.

Eventually, Ann and Eric made it to the kitchen table for breakfast, with Ann on Eric's back, of course.

"So Ann, I was telling your mom that I think you should come with me to work today for a bit. I have the morning pretty clear and could give you a tour, let you see if it's somewhere you'd be interested in working. And eric, if you want to come later on in the evening, I could introduce you to some of the people you'll be working with this fall." Their dad says.

Eric nods excitedly, giving Ann's thigh a quick squeeze to remind her she still has to answer.

"Umm...yeah I'd love to go!" She says, but feels nervous about going out in her diaper.

"Perfect! We will leave at 9:00. And Eric can drive you home after."

And smiles, trying to banish the nerves building in her stomach. While she didn't really have any interest in working at her fathers firm, yet alone studying accounting, she knew it meant a lot to him for her to just give it a chance. But, she also knew, even if she didn't work there, she would be seeing his coworker for the rest of her life. And she didn't particularly want to be known as the "diaper girl".

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It was an hour before ann could find anything that even remotely covered her diaper.

Maybe she should just join a nudist colony, she thought, that would probably be less stressful the clothes.

She had grey sweatpants and one of Eric's hoodies on, but realized it wasn't the most professional thing, so she threw an oversized blazer and tried her best to look presentable.

Eric and changed her wet diaper this morning and then left for work, having to go in early so that he could go to their dads office later that day. So, Ann was stuck with no opinion on how she, and her diaper looked.

Ann heard her dad knock on her door, and she allowed him entry.

"Aww, there's my big girl, ready to go?" Her dad says.

"I think so, but umm..is this okay to wear? Does it cover my diaper enough?" She says nervously.

"You look lovely sweetheart, don't worry okay? Nobody will noticed that you're still a pants pooping baby." He gives her a smile.

"Dad!" Ann scowls, embarrassed.

"Aww I'm sorry, I shouldn't be babying you when you're trying to be a big girl today. But remember, tell me when you need to potty okay? I know you can't control yourself, so if you have a babyish accident, tell dadas and he will do his best to clean you up without anyone finding out that you still poop in pampers, I know that would be really humiliating for you, to have people know that you aren't potty trained yet, they'd probably all laugh at that huge bulky nappy between your legs." Her dad says, intentionally increasing her embarrassment .

"D-dad!" Ann says with her face is bright red.

"What? Aww is it embarrassing when dada talks about your potty accidents?" He grinned down at her, and tugs her diaper into a wedgie. He couldn't help but laugh as he watched her squirm violently to try stop the wedgie, she was practically clawing at her own diapered butt to be rid of the humiliating feeling.

"Daddd no not potty accidents! That sounds babyish." Ann says and squirms.

"Yes, potty accidents. Big baby potty accidents that you have to wear diapers for, because if you didn't, you'd full your big girl panties with babyish messes. So now you have to wear huge diapers for your huge stinky poopoos just like babies do. That right, your not better then a poopy diaper baby. Ann makes big babyish accidents all over the place just wike a wittle baby-waby." He teases.

"Dad! S-shut up!" Ann stutters, trying to sound angry instead of humiliated. Ann felt a hard slap land on her ass, and then it repeat. She blushed in embarrassment of having her dad spank her like a child.

"Bad girl, you don't tell dada to shut up. Just because you still mess yourself like a baby doesn't mean you need to throw a tantrum like one too".

"I'm sorry dada! Please I'm sorry! Please stop!" Ann begs, completely humiliated.

"First, I want you to tell me why you need your diaper."

"B-because I h-have potty accidents.."

"And only baby's have potty accidents, isn't that right?" He mocks.

"Y-yes."

"So what does that make you?"

"Umm...it makes..me a baby.."

"That's right. Your potty accidents make you a pants pooping baby. But that's okay, I know baby can't control it. So I'll be here to clean your messy bum, no matter how stinky." He stopped spanking her and rubbed her diapered butt all better, giving it a few pats.

"But Don't worry, I packed you a diaper bag in case you have to make a tinkle or poopsie," he smirked, and he picks her up.

"T-thank you" Ann blushes, knowing it's what she's supposed to say.

"Of course, anything for my pants pooping princess" he mocks.

Ann gives a blush, and they make their way out.

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Sitting in her dads office, waiting for her dad to be ready to show her around, Ann felt her diaper start to fill with piss.

The office was silent, meaning her dad was able to hear the hiss of it, and it made him smirk.

"Ann, are you making pee-pees?" He asks.

Ann nods, blushing.

"Come here" he commands.

Ann stands up, walking behind his desk where he sat. He turned her body so that her back was to him, and Ann flushed as she felt him yank down her pants and pull her diaper back, checking it.

"Aww, baby made a soggy.—"he said in a babyish tone, bring his hand between he legs and squishing her mushy diaper against her. "—does little Ann need dada to change her big wet nappy like a baby?" He mocks, waiting for her answer.

"Y-yes dada...p..please change my diaper.." Ann whimpers out.

"You must feel so childish, having to ask dada for a diaper change like a silly little baby. I just need to finish this up and then I can change your soggy nappy." He says, pulling her onto his knee and bouncing her for a few minutes while he finishes up an email. He smirks each time he hears her soaking diaper mush against her. Ann whimpers as her wet diaper hits her over and over.

"Dad please hurry! It's really wet" Ann squeaks out.

"I'm almost done, then we can get you cleaned up from that big potty accident you made."

A few seconds later her finally finishes.

"Okay, Time to change your soppy diaper." He says, Getting up and closing the office door, but leaving the blinds open, so that anyone who walked by would see Ann's soaking diaper.

He walks back to her, diaper bag in hand.

"Okay, let's get the big baby changed" he says while he lays her down on the floor.

Ann goes red with the thought that anyone could walk by and see her getting her diaper changed, but is somehow also excited by it.

Her dad untapped her diaper, wiping her and bring a knew diaper between her legs.

As he was taping it up, Ann noticed someone in the office window, watching her new diaper be tapped up.

She flushed, her face bright red as they walk by.

"Ah oh, did the baby make a pittle in her pampies?" He mocks loud enough for the stranger to hear, "remember to try tell me before you go tinkle in your diaper so that dada can help you use the big girl potty, okay sweetheart?"

"Y..yes dad..." Ann blushes, so embarrassed that she can feel herself pee a few drops into her new diaper. Her dad notices and starts to laugh, he couldn't help it, she was literally peeing herself from embarrassment, it was just to funny.

Ann notices why he's laughing and flushes in embarrassment, causing her to pee a little more. Her dad gave her a few spanks in her diaper while he tried to hold back his to laugh.

"Awww looks like the little baby went tinkle in her cute wittle nappy from all the embarrassment. I bet if I showed your diaper to the whole office you'd be so embarrassed that you'd start pooping yourself." He laughed, and then laughed even harder when he hears her pee a bit more from his comment.

He gives her butt a wedgie with her diaper, causing her to squirm

"Dad! Please, you're making me..w-wet myself" Ann begs, utterly humiliated.

"I know, it's hilarious, I've never seen someone piss themselves from embarrassment before. You really can't control yourself, can you? You're just a pants peeing baby." He says while swatting her butt.

After a few more mortifying smacks to her padded butt, her dad finally was about to reel back his laughter.

"Okay pissy pants, why don't you go get some coffee for us before we start the tour, I showed you where the kitchen was earlier" he chuckled, giving her butt a last swat.

He just smirked, watching Ann waddle out the door to the office kitchen for lunch. He decided not to let her know that her diaper was sticking out the back of her pants, and thought he'd rather let her figure that out for herself.