[ABDL, Soiling, Diaper Use]

A young girl’s yawn slowly echoed through a seemingly normal room, as she let her eyes flutter open. She could feel the night’s exhaustion still washing over her, so she took her time and woke up as slow and as comfortably as she could…

The girl’s name was Pontianak. A young soldier infected with Extremus, which gave her the ability to create phantasmal claws. And yet, in the comfort of this room, she wouldn’t need them. All she’d need was the cute gown on her body, all the softness her bed could provide.

“Mmmmhhh… At least I didn’t have one of those dreams again…” The girl muttered to herself as she slowly adjusted to her surroundings. Come to think of it, why was the light on... And why were there…

Her body seized up as her eyes flew open, letting her see things clearly. And as soon as she saw those bars, she was dangerously aware of the situation she was in. A situation that was way too familiar to her. To the point where she wondered if she was playing out another one of her fantasies in her mind.

Upon closer inspection of her nearby surroundings, her fears were partly confirmed. She was in some sort of nursery. And it definitely wasn’t one meant for babies, considering the toys that were laying around her. A tube for an enema, a vibrator, and so much more…

Not to mention, a certain feeling was growing between her thighs. Not the heat from whenever she had to pee, but rather a strange sense of comfort. If this was all connected, then..!

The girl pulled up her skirt, hoping not to see it. But no, there it was. A diaper. A thick diaper, not the type meant for safety but rather for comfort. There was no way that she had been put into one of these with her explicit permission.

Ponti was certain. She was dreaming. Not just dreaming either. She was having one of her naughty dreams, that took advantage of her inner wants and needs. That was the only way she’d end up in one of these. She would never willingly wear one, because of the fear of being discovered…

“Why does this keep happening to me..?” The black-haired soldier muttered to herself, closing her eyes as she started to pinch at her cheek. Whenever her dreams went too far, this was how she tried to recover. Enough pain would forcibly wake her up, and she’d probably end up… Well, with a wet bed, but it’d be better than going through physical and mental torture!

Ahhh, why did she have to be into this stuff!? Why couldn’t she just be into normal kinky things? Why did she have to enjoy being humiliated for loving diapers? Why did she have to enjoy the gradual loss of control? It wasn’t fair! As much as she wanted all of that, she wanted to avoid thinking about it much more…

“C-Come on! Am I not tugging hard enough!?” Ponti began to scream a little as she tugged and tugged, but the only thing that happened was the painful sensation sharply spreading through her body. Almost as if it was telling her that everything she was seeing was 100% true, and not a dream for once…

The black-haired diapered girl slowly but surely let go of her cheek as the pain subsided, tears starting to run down her cheeks. “N-No way… T-This is real? Somebody actually… N-No, they wouldn’t..!” She muttered, her chest beating harder and harder as the fear of discovery started to settle in.

If she really had been captured, and dressed in this childish outfit… Then… Then they knew everything about her, didn’t they? They knew she was a pervert who enjoyed being turned into little more than a helpless poopy baby! They knew that for all the power at her fingertips, she enjoyed the humiliation of losing control. And… and..!

“N-No, nononono!” Ponti cried out as she pinned her hands against her head, crying audibly as her mind raced at such a breakneck pace that she could barely keep up. And the wet spot quickly turning her dry diaper into a soaked mess showed the effects of such hyperactive thinking…

The poor girl, by letting her mind do what it always did, had managed to wet herself. Out of sheer worry and panic. Even though there was no reason to worry. She could move around on her own, and she could get up with ease. The sheer fact that somebody knew about her kink was enough to paralyze her…

“My, my. You’re awake before I arrived.”

And it was about to get worse, as the door to the nursery started to open. A white-haired fox stepped inside, curtsying towards the girl in the crib, showing off her beautiful maid-like dress and her adorably bushy tail. Despite the fact she was clearly the culprit, she didn’t seem too menacing. In fact, she seemed almost welcoming towards the girl in the crib.

“G-Go away! Y-You did this to me, didn’t you!?” Ponti cried out as she reached for one of the toys… Only to quickly put it back down. She didn’t want to be tempted by them, even if she were to use them as some sort of weapon. At the same time though… If she really was the culprit, why wasn’t she hovering it over her head, mocking her about her babyish love..?

The white-haired fox giggled a little in response to the girl’s outburst, stepping ever closer to her crib. “Now now, let’s not get violent. Yes, I may have done this, but it’s all for your own good, little Mari.” She said, the sweetness of her smile betraying just what she knew.

“W-What did you… Ho-how did you..?” The girl in the crib trembled in fear as she crawled towards… her. Because as much as fear had gripped her heart, now she definitely knew that the fox was something else. Because even those would want to humiliate her like this couldn’t know her true name.

The foxy caretaker curtsied once again as she giggled. “I am Yukimi Tsukimitsu. And who I am beyond that isn’t terribly important. What is important, is you, my dear Ponti.” She introduced herself, before looking deep into the girl’s eyes, seeing all the torment she’s endured throughout her short yet troubled life.

“I took you from your world, and carried you into this personal little nursery of mine.” Yukimi explained, as she walked around the crib with a soft smile still coating her expression. “No more danger. No more harm. The only thing that matters here, is that you’re a happy little girl. And you’re not the only one I’ve done it too either. Many more lost little girls like you, who need the love and affection of a good Mommy, have received my help.”

Pontianak felt the trembles continue. She couldn’t quite wrap her head around all of that, but she’d be lying if she didn’t like the sound of it. If she didn’t have to fight anymore, and if she had to live with somebody that had such a maternal air to her… Then maybe it wasn’t so bad that she woke up in a loose yet cute dress and a diaper that was now so soaked that it nearly dragged her down.

“Mommy…” The black-hiared girl let the word drift off her lips, as she slowly blushed. “C-Can I… Can I really say I deserve this..?” She asked. After everything she had done, she wasn’t sure she could allow herself to enjoy this. All of that fighting. All of that terrible stuff… Just to end up here, with a Mommy that wanted nothing but the best for her..?

Yukumi nodded, as she slowly leaned over the bars and looked down upon the baby in the crib. “Of course you can. It doesn’t matter what you’ve done, what matters is that you’re here now.” She said, with the brightest smile she could muster. Before giggling a little as she kneeled down to get a little bit closer to the girl. “Tell me, Ponti… Do you like your diaper?”

Ponti’s emotional state and control shattered as she quickly blushed all across her face. “N-No! I don’t like it, I don’t like it at all! It’s cumbersome and humiliating and I’m old enough to go without them I never want to wear them ever again!” Her denial flew off her lips as she protested, but her body language and expression told a different story.

“Really now?” The white fox asked, as she slowly tilted her head. “Then why do you keep having dreams, all about enjoying humiliation? You keep making rather erotic messes too, when you have those wet dreams that you totally don’t enjoy.” She giggled, sighing sweetly.

The poor girl’s cheeks turned an even deeper shade of red. She didn’t even know she could turn that red. How did this woman know so much about her? Was she god? Was god a fox? None of that made any sense, and yet it would be the only way to explain how she knew all of this.

Little by little, the tears started to run down the girl’s cheeks once more. “S-Stop… I-I don’t like it…” She muttered. “T-Those dreams are bad! I-I’m not supposed to have them! I-I just want to be normal, not a pervert who likes filling her diaper without being able to do anything about it!” The soft tears turned harsh as she started crying out. And here she thought she could trust the woman..

“Mmmm? And what’s so bad about enjoying your diapers, little Ponti?” Yukimi chimed as she kept on smiling. “If it’s what you enjoy, then it’s what you enjoy. That’s just how it goes. And you decide how you want to treat it. Like a shame…”

She paused for a moment before pulling up her skirt, revealing her very own diaper. Just as thick as the one around the younger girl’s waist and just as soaked, though hers was a lot less yellow. “Or like a delight.” The fox giggled, trembling as the faint sound of juices soaking into her crinkly padding passed by the girl’s ears. “You don’t know how much fun I’ve had with this thing, and how much fun you could be having, Ponti.”

Ponti was… Well, shocked would be an understatement. Really, her emotions were going up and down and all around at this point, so it was hard to give an accurate summation of her current mood. All she really understood was that the fox that hovered over her was way more of a pervert than her… And, if she were to be her Mommy… Wasn’t that a good thing?

“Here, why don’t I give you a taste of how good it feels to have fun in your diaper?” Yukimi asked, as she lowered the crib’s bars ever slightly. Not to let the girl out, not that she’d escape when the two were having such a nice talk, but to get closer to those toys. And what better toy to use on a nervous girl that tried to deny her own fetish, than a wand that would vibrate all the worries out of her?

The fox carefully put a hand behind the black-haired girl’s head as she put the vibrating wand up against the girl’s thoroughly soaked crotch. And almost immediately after the thing turned on, the poor girl could feel her entire body shaking.

Ponti hadn’t felt this sensation before. Not in a positive way. She had felt this pleasure from being humiliated, and had it drive her to climax several times over. That was usually the result of her wet dreams. But here she was, enjoying it in a consensual and safe manner… And it felt even better…

So what else could happen, but the girl’s lips parting and letting out so many moans that it was almost impossible to hear anything else? Not the wet squishing of her thoroughly soaked padding, not the vibrator, not the crinkling of both girls’ diapers, nothing. Just her moans and the delight that they vocalized…

“That’s much better, isn’t it, Ponti?” Yukimi giggled, as she carefully circled the wand around. Really making sure that the little girl was getting the most out of the vibrating. To coax her towards her first willing climax in her diaper…

Ponti kept on moaning as she was pushed further and further up the ladder of arousal, trembling as her breath grew weaker and weaker. She could hardly see anything because of the debilitating effects of such powerful pleasure. But one thing she knew for sure, and one thing she felt comfortable admitting around this fellow pervert, was what she really was.

“I-I… I love my diaper..!” She cried out, only to cut herself off a moment later as she let out a powerful scream of pure delight. Being true to herself allowed her to hit her climax so much quicker than expected, as she flooded the front of her diaper with her juices, making it sag even further in the front.

But that wasn’t all. Like a proper diaper-loving little girl, her bowels were weak. And that meant that a powerful orgasm like this caused them to loosen, as a stinky mess flooded into the back of her diaper, squishing up against her butt as it bunched up.

It wasn’t the biggest mess, and it was over as quickly as it began… But it was the first one she could admit that she enjoyed. Even as she practically went limp against the fox’s body, after the wand got turned off.

“Hhhaahh…” Ponti panted as she felt her caretaker hold her against her body, feeling her gentle hands run through her messy hair. “I-I’m… I’m a baby girl… W-Who’s always loved her diaper…” She panted, blushing still. But not out of shame. Out of some form of pride… Because she felt comfortable enough to admit it.

Satisfied with the girl’s adorable admittance, Yukimi lifted her into her arms and carried her out of the room, carefully rocking her back and forth to keep her nice and sedated. It would make the next few steps of the process so much easier.

“M-Mama…” The little girl muttered as she slowly closed her eyes, the prior exhaustion and the climax leaving her almost unconscious. At the very least, she couldn’t move. Leaving her stuck in those warm and welcoming arms.

But she could see. And as her Mama, who was more than happy to be called such an adorable name, carried her through the halls, she noticed a couple of doors with cutesy labels on them.

‘Claris-Ohimechan’ and ‘Koyoi-chan ♡’. Both adorned with an equally cutesy ‘Do not disturb ♡’ below the nameplates. Probably two of her other babies, if she had to guess.

Yukimi giggled as she carried her newest baby along. She had so many plans for her. First, a change… And then, she’d like to talk to her about her perverted streak.

It wasn’t every day that she ‘adopted’ a little girl with the same view on diapers as herself, after all.