[Hypnosis, Soiling, Diapers, Daddydom]

"Another night, another jackass trying his luck. You can do this Melissa, just get him to pay the fine and get back to work."

Melissa Summers. A rather average woman by all accounts. Slightly tanned, dark brown hair, and a body that definitely still needs a little extra before she could consider herself sexy. At least, that's what she thought. Despite the compliments she got from her coworkers that thought she was more than pretty.

She had gone into Law Enforcement for one simple reason. She wanted to stop criminals from being dicks to the common folk. And in a way, she got what she wanted. It's just that the kind of criminals she stopped were even pettier criminals than the crooks that stole. These guys just endangered others through their own reckless behavior. Which wasn't really that malicious. Which was why Melissa didn't really care so much. She wanted to kick actual bastards to the curb.

And this latest asshole was even less enticing. Because they actually listened to the sound of the sirens on her bike. They'd probably pay the fine too, and there wouldn't be anything to really celebrate. People who just make a simple mistake aren't her favorite. Because they genuinely just messed up. Ah well. Here's hoping it's a cocky bastard.

"'scuse me." Melissa said, as she knocked on the window. "You know how fast you were going there, pal?" She asked, while bending over. It was simply natural to bend over and show off her tits to the person she was interrogating. R...Right? Huh. Weird. Did she just feel a wave of doubt over something so simple? She must really need a cup of coffee by the time she's done with tonight's patrol.

The window rolled down, and the driver smiled towards her. Well, the only thing that she could really see was his smile. His hoodie did a lot to keep everything else hidden. Would be great if she could just peer past it, if she had to be honest.

"Oh, sorry, Officer." He said, licking his lips a little as he admired the view. Ain't every day you get to admire a pair of tits that were almost out in the open, as well as an ass that was threatening to slip out from under her skirt. "You see, I have a permit." The hoodied man said, as he pulled out a very crappy looking coupon with "Infinite Speed" written on it. By all accounts, he should be chucked straight in the slammer for such a joke...

But Melissa took a single glance at it and nodded. "I'll be damned. Guess I'm in the wrong for once." To her, it seemed like something that was completely natural. Of course people had tickets that allowed them special privileges. Why wouldn't there be? "Is there anything else I can do for you, sir? Maybe an apology for pulling you over when you clearly had permission." She felt a little guilty. Just a little. She had pulled him over for no good reason after all.

"I dunno, Officer Jiggle Jugs. I think you know exactly how to handle a mistake like that." The hoodied man was grinning real bad. Damn, he was getting all the best catches lately. There's no way that he was going to let a bitch like her go, not before he was done with her.

Melis- Jiggle Jugs blinked a few times. That's right, how could she forget? She knew how to apologize to drivers that didn't deserve to be pulled over. "Sorry, Sir. Could you open your door? I can't slurp down your fat cock with it in the way." The best way to apologize to others after a mistake like that was to give them one of her famous Jigglejobs, with these fat... tits..?

She blinked for a moment as she looked at her tits. They were really small, now that she thought about it. Her name was Jiggle Jugs, and yet she barely had B cups? Now that just seemed stra-

A sharp pang of pleasure poured through her as the hoodied man grabbed ahold of her nipples, correctly spotting them through her top, before twisting them both and tugging them forward. Jiggle Jugs was forced to let out a massive moan once he let go, as those massive jigglers started to bounce all over the place. And once she regained any semblance of control over herself, she could look down and feel a sense of relief.

Her tits, which had been so small just a few seconds ago, were now their proper size. Jiggle Jugs did love her big Js a lot, so it was only fair that she used them whenever she needed to apologize for her mistakes or punish criminals that needed correction.

Satisfied with how she looked, the hoodied man opened his door and unzipped his pants, letting his fat shaft poke its way out immediately. "C'mon then, Officer. Unless you want me to milk those tits of yours like the cow you are, you'd better get slurping. I know your boss loves milk with his coffee, so it'd be a shame if you ran out of milk before the night was over."

Her mind was having a lot of trouble keeping up with what the nice hoodied man was saying, but that was probably because of her nature as cow. It also didn't help that she was distracted by the sensation of milk actively drooling from her nipples, and how they throbbed with need. "Sooooo soorry..." She even dragged out her words a bit thanks to how effective his words were. To her, it only made sense. She was a cow with big Jiggle Jugs, after all.

No matter how milky those jugs were, she still needed to put them to good use. And with both hands on her fat udders, Officer Jiggle Jugs slammed those massive melons down on his cock. Trapping it within her cleavage, as she could already feel the drool pouring down both her chin and her thigh...

She was... Well trained in sucking cock..? Wasn't she..? At least, that's what it felt like. And yet when she wrapped her lips around that mighty member, it still felt a little weird. Like, was she a virgin or something..? No, that couldn't-

Before Officer Jiggle Jugs had a real chance to think, the hoodied man that had been stringing her along grabbed ahold of her head and thrust deeper into her throat. Despite the massive milky pillows in his way, he could easily thrust inside and make sure to scramble that little ol' brain of hers. All so she could focus on what was important.

Since he had been so kind as to use her, of course Officer Jiggle Jugs understood what she had to do. With her hands still firmly grasping her tits, she started to grind both sides of those milky mounds up against the shaft. Making sure to do it just hard enough that he could feel it on his cock. Not to the point of hurting him, but there was no point in giving him a titjob if he couldn't feel the titties.

As she bounced up and down on his cock, making sure to let it reach as deep inside as it possibly could while also stimulating it from both sides, Officer Jiggle Jugs really didn't pay attention to what was happening. Especially not regarding her extra bouncy rear. That ass of hers just kept on bouncin' at the same time she bounced off that cock, which did wonders to arouse the hoodied man even further.

He could probably ruin her even more than he already had. But he took it slow. Making sure that she took the lead most of the time. It was best when she actively tried to push herself further and further down an obviously horrid path. It meant that they'd willingly go deeper and deeper into his trance, and from there they wouldn't be able to break free.

In fact, the reason she couldn't see his face was because of that trance. They had locked eyes, and immediately everything except for his smile vanished. She could only identify that wicked smile. And whatever he wanted came to be. All thanks to those magic lips of hers, and the surprising adaptability of the female body.

Officer Jiggle Jugs could feel the cock in her throat tremble, and she responded the best way a slutty cow like her could. She pressed those fat tits of hers up against the cock once again, letting her milk spray all over the place as she took it as deep as she possibly could. Making sure to moan loudly herself, as the feeling of having it go that deep was actually pushing her across the edge, with the stupid slutty cow unashamedly squirting out her orgasmic juices and making a nice puddle beneath her as a result.

It felt good to suck cock. It felt even better to fulfill her duty as a slutty cop that apologized whenever she messed up. And the load she felt pour down her throat, courtesy of the nice man's own orgasm, was a very deliciously salty reward! So much so that once she had swallowed it all, she immediately pulled off his cock and saluted. "Thank you for the meal, sir!"

"Don't mention it, cowtits." The hoodied man said. Always good to get a little blowie before he moved on and found another slut to mesmerize and mess with. That being said, it felt like he could still do more with this one. But what... Oh, that's right. Since they always gave him crap, why didn't he give them a bit of crap too? "How long has it been since you relieved yourself, Officer? You must be so busy that you've barely had the chance."

Officer Jiggle Jugs took a moment to register what was said to her, trembling as she felt a pressure building in her stomach. She... God, she hadn't gone to the toilet all day. And it was all just bunched up inside her, begging to come out. "Nnph... S-Sorry, Sir. I don't think I've gone since last night..." Of course, she didn't realize that she had gone just an hour prior. But the hypnotic words inside her head were impossible to ignore, and the hoodied man just had to be right. He had been right about everything else, after all.

"Then why don't you go now? It must be really hard to keep it up. Just push and don't worry about making a mess. It's fine. You're an officer of the law, they can go anywhere." The hoodied man was doing his very best not to break down with laughter. It was always funny. Way, way too funny to mess with people. Never got old, no matter how stupid people were after he messed with them a little.

The wires inside Officer Jiggle Jugs' brain crossed bit by bit. Of course, he was right. She was an officer of the law. She could do whatever she wanted. And if she wanted to shit right in front of an ordinary citizen, right on the side of the road, that was just what she did. She didn't need to explain herself, the act itself did all the talking for her.

With a bit of drool running down her chin as her trance grew deeper and deeper, Officer Jiggle Jugs began to push. She pushed and she pushed, to get rid of the pressure inside her stomach. It didn't matter that she was currently wearing an expensive pair of lacy undies, or that she shouldn't have that much left inside her. Her mind told her that she had a lot inside her, and her body would compensate.

Before she soiled herself, her ass decided to preempt the filth with a few stinky sounds, her farts ringing out. But it didn't take much longer before she started packing those panties. Pushing it all straight into her seat, gasping and panting as she felt it roll its way out of her hole. It felt really good to deal with that pressure inside her... And damn good to shit herself in general...

Officer Jiggle Jugs didn't even remember her name. She didn't even remember that shitting herself like this was beyond depraved and probably a crime in and of itself. She just shat herself without a care. Because that was her authority as a police officer. An officer of the law could do... whateverrrr....

Her eyes rolled into the back of her head right as she felt her panties sink past her knees. She had shat herself too much. Her turds were now lying in the same pool as her cum, all while more cum squirted from up above. She had cum, just because of wanting to defecate herself. And it grew words, as a subtle hiss left her nethers and piss joined the party down below...

The hoodied man really, really wanted to laugh at her. He definitely could, but he also didn't want to test his luck. Instead, he just watched her until she was all empty. Once he was sure she wasn't going to shit any more, then he started clapping. "What a good girl you are. Daddy's very proud of you, Baby Girl." Time to change pace.

Officer Jig- Daddy's Baby Girl giggled. "Thaaaanks, Daddy!" She was a good Baby Girl. And yet, she couldn't help but pout a little when she felt a breeze push up against her pussy. "Daaaadddy... Where's my diapy?" She took the role of an Adult Baby very well. She was already a natural, wanting a diapy to play with. Whether it was in the form of sticking her hand down the waistband and violently toying with her sensitive bean, or otherwise just playing with herself using different toys.

"I've got a change in the back. You go open up the trunk and lie down for a bit. Then Daddy'll be right there." The hoodied man said, as he reached over and gave her a kiss on the lips. A stupid slut with massive cowtits she may be, but he did find it cute how quickly she could turn into something adorable on a dime. Part of why he loved to turn his victims into big babies. It was one thing to turn them into sluts, but they were so adorably innocent when he made them into babies. Well, before they started being slutty again, of course.

Daddy's Baby Girl giggled, skipping right around her extra stinky pile of poopy and peepee as she went to the back of the car. She even managed to open up the trunk before Daddy got over, because he had given her permission. If he hadn't told her to open the trunk, she wouldn't even be able to do something like that. She'd helplessly paw on it, like she didn't understand a thing. So helpless, yet so useful after just a few particular orders...

By the time Daddy came around back, she was lying down in the trunk of the car. Right beside the pack of diapers he kept around. Big, thick diapers that were impossible to hide. To ensure maximum humiliation if the trance broke while she was still wearing one.

Daddy's Baby Girl wanted to squirm around and be difficult. Because it was fun to be difficult when Daddy put a new diaper on her. But she didn't get far. When she started to squirm a little too much, Daddy shoved two fingers up her cunt, and she immediately started to squirt all over the place. Daddy really knew how to make her stop, because he knew every single one of her weak spots.

After that, it was easy for him to slide that diaper under her dirty ass, and then weave it through her legs so he could secure it all nice and snug around her waist. She hadn't yet recovered from that instant climax, so she barely even noticed the fact that she was completely unable to close her legs. Which would make it all the more embarrassing when somebody called her out on her absurd behavior.

"Mmmphhh... Daaadddyyyy..." And the moment that she snapped out of that orgasmic haze, Daddy's Baby Girl immediately started getting horny again. Getting onto all fours as she seductively swayed her baby butt in front of his face. "Wanna have looots of fun with Daddy..." She whined. And she was actually able to do a rather good job at seducing him, because her ass looked even better now that it had been padded up.

Daddy checked his watch for a second. Before grinning. Yeah, he could afford to have a bit more fun. Which was why he grabbed ahold of his Baby Girl's hips, and started to push his wet cock up against her extra plush posterior.

"Ehehehe... Daddy's Peepee!" Such a naughty baby she was. She pushed up against that cock as soon as she got the chance, making sure to force the plush parts of her pamper around it. All so he could feel all the good parts of grinding against a diaper.

And he did love it. He was moaning rather obviously. Especially as he thrust forward in tandem with his Baby Girl trying to pull away. It felt really good to have it rub up against his cock. But he knew what would make it better. "What's that I smell, Baby Girl? Are you about to make a big oopsie in your diapy?"

Even if she wasn't looking at him, his words still held sway over her. And since Daddy thought she was about to make another mess, her mind and her body obliged. She started to grunt and push. With the faint sounds of her brassy farts echoing out, as the Baby Girl did her very best. She wanted to have lots and lots of fun with Daddy. So she needed to make really, really big oopsies..!

So naturally she really started pushing. And she sure did push. She pushed as hard as she could, the very hardest she could. And once she had pushed this hard, it was natural that the goopy poopy that was packed into her tummy started flowing. All that extra warm filth and extra slimy stuff poured on out, filling up her seat.

Daddy was beyond pleased with it. And he kept on thrusting up against this extra disgusting mound that was in the back of her diaper. Licking his lips with every thrust. It felt really good. The best way to describe it would probably be a really high quality onahole. Sure, it didn't compare to fucking her pussy or her ass directly. But he didn't need that after the amazing blow and titjob she had given him earlier. This was more than enough.

In fact, it was so good that it didn't take him long to properly cum. And to make sure that it was very special for his Baby Girl, he thrust straight into the diaper. Not hard enough to the point where he would tear open a hole, especially since that required way more intensity than he was able to put out, but just enough that it felt to her like he was thrusting into her womb.

Daddy's Baby Girl let out a really strong cry as she felt Daddy cumming in her diapy. It was being slurped up really fast, and it felt super good, and her legs were getting super weak. So much so that she wanted more. But she knew Daddy. Daddy only wanted to cum once. So she was satisfied that he came in this kind of way, even if she kinda felt super tired after she had been filling her diapy... so... much...

Just like that, the trance claimed her. And she drifted off to sleep. The hoodied man smirked as he watched her snooze with a diaper full of extra stinky filth, and had to whistle a little at the sight of his handiwork. He never ceased to amaze himself with how good it all looked.

Now, he just needed to do a few adjustments, and she'd be ready...

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"Melissa. Melissa! Come in, Melissa!"

Melissa let out a deep groan. God, she had the worst headache. Had she been sleeping? Yeah, she probably had been. That'd explain why she felt so damn cold. She also just generally felt groggy... Damnit...

"Sorry, sorry. Just dozed off for a moment." The Officer said into her walkie talkie, rubbing the back of her head. Damnit, what was she doing? Her throat tasted of salt, and it was like it was really hard to walk for some reason...

"Sorry's not cutting it. I'm sending Anna over. She'll get you back to the station, don't do anything stupid." Huh. Sending that big girl, Anna? Guess she really screwed up if that was the case. At least she'd have something to gawk at while she was being taken back for a reprimand...

Maybe she could get away with... playing with herself for a bit. Yeah, that'd-

Melissa blinked as her hand drifted down. And as soon as she saw that white padding around her waist, her eyes started glowing, and a bit of drool ran down her chin. Mmmmph... Ehehehe...

Not long after she started to squish her hand up against her padding, she heard the sound of a bike pulling up. Ehehe, there's Anna...

And what a bombshell she was. Big tits barely keeping themselves packed into her top, a skirt that was so fuckin' short that she was definitely showing off the thong that was currently wedged in between her cheeks, and long blonde hair that made her features pop out. She was made of sex, and she was competent to boot. Which was why she was tasked with bringing Melissa in.

"Second time this month, Melissa? Guess you're still wet... behind... the ears..?" Anna started to prattle on, only to notice several things that seemed completely off about the normally average girl. Mostly those massive milky tits that she definitely didn't have last night.

While she was stunned, Melissa waddled her way towards Anna. It wasn't particularly fast, but her milky tits dripping lots of milk made it really hard to focus on anything else. Which was perfect, because Melissa had a very important mission. One that Daddy had really stressed the importance of.

As soon as the ruined cop got close to Anna, she kissed her. Straight on the lips. Pressing her tits up against her, and making sure that her passionate kiss was veeeery deep and french-y. All so she could make sure she did what Daddy wanted her to do.

Anna tried to struggle. For about a second. Then her eyes started flashing as well, as she let out a groan as she started pushing. And in what felt like an instant, her own ruination began. Heralded by the extra brassy fart that got split in two by her thong.

The bombshell, the lady that was meant to bring her in and stop her from causing more trouble, was now the one pushing everything out. Actively shitting herself in the span of a few moments, her heavy logs split by her thong as she felt all sorts of horny feelings filling her...

All while giggling a little herself. She knew that Daddy would be suuuper proud of her, once he saw how good she was at pooping herself. He'd give her a diapy just like Melissa's, and then they could be matching sisters... Or whatever he wanted them to be. Daddy owned them and could do whatever he wanted with them, after all.

Not long after she had started to shit herself, and not long after she began returning Melissa's makeout so they could have a bit more fun with one another before Daddy's arrival, they heard the sound of his car pulling up...

And Daddy's Baby Girls happily shat themselves a bit more, already wondering what kind of fun he might have in store for them...