[ABDL, Diaper Use, Soiling, Corruption]

"So, I can't get this off?"

"I'm afraid not. I can't even pierce it with my needle. And that thing's supposed to pierce anything if it hits."

"You say that, Saeko, but it didn't really reach through Mikai when she was burdened by all those bad thoughts."

"I said supposed to, don't put words in my mouth, Yumeko..."

Mikai had run into a bit of a problem. And it was a bigger problem than usual. Well, okay, it wasn't really that big of a problem. It was just very soft and very distracting. At least that's how she described it while she pinched her thighs together, and she was forced to release such an embarrassingly crinkly sound.

She had run across this strange masked lady that tried to cause trouble in the city. Masked, wearing nothing but leather straps... and a... diaper. Everyone she whipped ended up wearing one, and every strike by the whip made them enjoy it more and more. At least, that's what she was able to gather based on simple observation.

Mikai did underestimate her a bit. Which was why she was currently wearing this white garment. But at the same time, she was actually really easy to take down. To the point where she hadn't gotten her title or anything. All she had gotten out of that confrontation was a diaper...

So naturally she had asked her girlfriends to help her. And no matter what Saeko did, she wasn't able to get it off. It frustrated her a lot, given the soft trail of tears running down her cheeks, as well as the red hue covering said cheeks.

Yumeko tried her best too. Though she had just as little luck as Saeko. Which was why she was currently kneeling down by the lavender-haired girl, gently petting her on the head and comforting her despite her words doing a bit of extra damage to her wounded pride.

Mikai looked upon the two of them, and then she looked down at her diaper a bit more. She gave it a poke, and the crinkle echoed out. She gave it a squeeze with her thighs, and the crinkling grew louder. But it honestly wasn't that bad now that she thought about it. Sure, it spread her legs a lot, but it wasn't that hard to work her legs despite it.

"I guess I'll just have to live with it." She said, stretching a bit. "Sorry you two couldn't help. But at least it's not going to weigh me down or anything!" Always so cheerful. Always looking on the bright side of things, despite the absurdity of the current situation...

Saeko sighed as she adjusted her glasses a bit. "I'll think about ways that we can remove it. You're sure she wasn't a Jõtaijin? If she was, then we could get D'Or to help us. She should know ways to tamper with Jõtai-induced symptoms. It's how she was able to keep Pawn Syndrome at bay, before we had to unleash that wave of pawns..."

"I don't think it was a Jõtaijin." Yumeko said, with both Mikai and Saeko immediately looking towards her. "...No, it's not because of that, before you both ask." She continued, with their stares growing more intense. "N-No, she didn't end up diapered back then, stop." Somehow, by pressing more and more on her true nature, they were able to make Yumeko blush a lot more. Adorable reaction, really.

Mikai just stretched a bit more and planted her back on her nice cozy bed. "It's fiiiine. It's not like I'm being hurt by being diapered." She said, yawning a little as she started pulling the covers over her. "I'll just nap and see what happens in the morning. If I'm still stuck in this, then we'll try and ask D'Or. And we'll bribe her with a lovely Mother-daughter dinner if we have to. Isn't that right, Saeko?"

"T-That's hardly a bribe, you know..." Saeko blushed, before sighing as well. "Just make sure you let us know if you start hurting. Or if it gets worse in any way. Alright?" She asked, while also leaning over to give her dear Mikai a kiss on the cheek. "We don't want this to turn into a bigger problem. But if we really can't get rid of it, then I suppose I'll have to grow used to you shaking that big pampered butt around."

"As if you really need to get used to that, Saeko." Yumeko chimed, wrapping an arm around the lavender-haired girl with a smile on her face. "In fact, why don't I go buy us some diapers so we can try and see how it feels? I'm sure Ero's got something stashed away in that store she hangs out in." She paused, a shadow forcing its way onto her face. "Then again, if we buy something from her, she's going to know we're into it..."

Mikai chuckled as she watched her girlfriends bond, with Saeko turning brand new shades of red that she hadn't seen before. But right now, she needed to sleep. So she could wake up refreshed, and figure out what to do with this soft thing around her waist...

Just... Gotta snooze...

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Softness. Nothing but softness. Pure. Thick. Softness.

That's what Mikai's dream was like. It was filled with the concept, the feeling, the existence of softness. To the point where it felt like she was constantly about to sink into something...

It was softer than anything she had ever felt before. Softer than she ever thought could be possible. And with a bit of drool running down her chin, all she could do was snuggle further into the softness. If she imagined that the softness was Yumeko and Saeko, then it'd feel even better. Ehehehe... To be this soft with them... To be so soft and... padd...ed...

Slowly but surely, Mikai's eyes fluttered open. No. She couldn't let herself fall victim to liking the diaper more. Sure, she was dreaming, but that was no excuse to grow more addicted or anything. There was still time to fix her predicament!

And now that she could see what was happening around her, she couldn't stop herself from blinking. Because instead of the usual comforting darkness, all she could see was... Plush, soft, white... diapers? At least, that's what it looked like. Everything inside her dreams, that enormous plain of nothing but black, had turned bright white and extra soft, to the point where she could slip and fall softly onto her butt without much issue.

"...Chimeraaaa! Chimeraaaaaa! Are you here!? What's going on!? You didn't get diapered too just because I got hit, did you!?" Mikai cried out, hoping that the big predator that spent her time inside her mind was willing to show up. Because if she was also diapered, then she had a lot of apologizing to do. The two were linked on several levels, and if she ended up stuck in pampers too, then she was going to have to help her adjust too!

But nobody responded. Nobody came. It seemed like she was all alone. Which made shivers run down her spine. Okay, if she was all alone, then there was still plenty of danger. Because the last time she felt all alone, Kimiko was able to sneak her way into her mind. So... Was this her doing too, or-

*CRACK*

The sound of a whip cracking through the air echoed out, and Mikai immediately froze. She didn't understand why she froze like this. She wasn't trained to respond like this to the sound of a whip. And yet she stood at attention regardless. All while trying to see where the whip sound was coming from. If nothing else, she could try and defend herself with her power. She didn't need Chimera to access it while she was in her mind..!

*CRACK*

Mikai gasped as she felt a little wet sensation between her thighs. She wasn't allowed to look around. She was only permitted to stand there and stare straight ahead. She couldn't hear anything except for the crack of that whip, so she didn't know where the culprit was coming from. But she... She...

"You really thought that was all it took to beat me?"

She heard her. Because as soon as she started to give up and wonder frantically where the culprit was, she felt her words slide into her head. Courtesy of the gentle, sensual and seductive voice speaking to her. It wasn't just that she spoke either. She could feel a hand sinking into the butt of her diaper...

"W..Who... Who are you..?" Mikai muttered, her cheeks flushing redder as she felt that hand rub away at her butt. It felt... G-Good? Why did it feel good? More importantly, who exactly was the culprit meant to be? She could tell that it was the same bad lady that she had fought against earlier, the one that had forced this diaper onto her using her whip, but she didn't know anything beyond that...

The culprit giggled, as she continued to toy with that diaper. "You ask me that now, when you barely gave me the chance to introduce myself earlier? You're awfully naughty, Mikai. Awfully, awfully naughty... That's why I'll be sure to discipline you thoroughly..." She continued to speak in that gentle, welcoming tone. Despite the teasing words, and despite making it clear that she knew who Mikai was.

Mikai trembled once again, and she was made to turn around so she could face the culprit. Indeed, it was that masked woman from before. The leather dominatrix, who wore nothing but that harness, the extra thick diaper between her thighs, and a mask that obscured her identity. Though her long black hair was a little suspicious...

Not that she got a chance to really dwell on the meaning of her hair, before the dominatrix pushed her hand up against her crotch. That felt even better than when she was rubbing at her padded butt. Something about having the padding rub against her pussy was... was... H-Hhhh...

"My name is Diaper Dreamer. And once you end up with one of my diapers cradling your waist, there's nothing you can do to escape me. You'll dream about the delight of wearing diapers... Dream about using them, abusing them, and everything in between. Until you end up just like me, a deviant who can't help herself, who needs diapers to get off... Ehehehehe..."

"Y-You're... You're wrong, I'll..." Mikai tried to defend herself. And yet she couldn't. There was something about the flow of pleasure rushing through her that made it really hard to fight back. Something about the way that she kept talking to her that made her shiver all over. "I won't... I won't give in..." She muttered, and yet it was so hard to believe what she was saying. Especially as her breath grew warmer and warmer...

Diaper Dreamer giggled as she watched her. "I won't even have to touch you to make you fall. All you need to do is hear the sound. You know it well, don't you? I made sure to engrave it upon your heart when I struck you." She said, taking a single step back before reaching into the front of her diaper. How she was able to store her whip in there was anybody's guess, especially with how long it wa-

*CRACK*

Mikai heard the whip cracking again. And this time, as she snapped to obedient attention, she could feel... she could feel the tiniest bit of pressure loosening beneath her. Wait... Was there supposed to be pressure there..?

*Hiss....*

Her blush grew again as she realized what had happened. Her bladder... it was full. How it had gotten full was a question in and of itself, but it had been full. And now it was empty. Pissed straight into the front of her padding, as that greedy and puffy pamper soaked it all up without spilling as much as a drop...

Mikai's cheeks were even redder than before. And she couldn't help it. She couldn't help how good it felt. Why did it feel so good? Why did it have to feel so good? These were questions that poured through her mind. And all she could do was just stand there and tremble as she tried to do anything to ignore it. She tried her very best...

And yet she couldn't. Because as much as Diaper Dreamer decided to intervene. Pushing her hand up against that soaked spot. Pushing the diaper against her pussy..!

A sharp moan left the dreaming heroine's lips. All while her body grew weaker and weaker. She couldn't keep herself standing. She was forced to collapse onto her back, which just made her diaper rub up against her more because the soft ground pushed against it.

"N-No... D-Don't want it to... F-Feel this good..!" Mikai cried out as she tried to ignore the sensation, but ignoring it made it feel even better. Especially as Diaper Dreamer pushed her heels up against that wet spot. Grinding it more and more into her. Forcing her to acknowledge it, forcing her to accept the pleasure that came with it..!

"It feels good, doesn't it? It feels so good you're about to break!" Diaper Dreamer cried out, as she started to rub her own soaked diaper. Hers just happened to be soaked with extra sticky juices instead of pee. "You know you want to use it. You know you have to. Because that way, you'll feel even better. You'll feel fulfilled, because of how good it all feels!" She kept on yelling. She kept on pushing her further and further. Because she wasn't going to allow her to ignore it. She wasn't going to let her try...

Mikai could feel her pleasure building. She could feel that sweet voice echoing through her head. Even though she was shouting at her, it was still... It was still so hard to fight against. It was like she knew that voice deep down. And that was part of why she wasn't able to fight back. why she wasn't able to deny the pleasure..!

"C-Cumming... Cumming!"

And eventually, it reached a point where she couldn't hold back any longer. As Diaper Dreamer forced her heel so deep into her diaper that the heel nearly pierced her pussy, her arousal reached its peak. And she just squirted all over the inside of her diaper. Filling that thing with all sorts of sticky arousal-filled liquids. All because of her brand new kink being ground into her by this heel and this dominant...

But even though she had just climaxed, her torture wasn't over. In fact, it had only just begun. Since she managed to cum, there was nothing that was able to keep her body in check. She was utterly defenseless. And with her guard lowering like that, it wouldn't take much to influence her...

*CRACK*

Mikai's eyes widened. She felt a moment of pressure, before she was made to cry out from a mild sense of pain. It was like something had just taken form inside her stomach, and now it was forcing its way out. She wanted to stop it, but she couldn't. All she could do was cry out and groan, the size being far too large for something like her..!

"It's time to go poopy, Mikai."

That sweet voice was irresistible. And so she listened and did what it said. Even though the act that it was telling her to do was beyond humiliating. She pushed, just as it told her to. Even as she hid her face, even as she felt all sorts of bad sensations run through her...

But as soon as she managed to push enough, and the knot inside her stomach that was brought on by this pressure vanished... As soon as she felt the sludge that had formed in her belly pushed into the seat of her diaper, a new sensation washed over her. A sensation of pure delight. It felt... It felt really good...

"P-Poopy... Ehehehe..." Mikai was a little high on pleasure, and her dominant definitely didn't blame her for having her hands drift towards her crotch, nor did she blame her for squishing down on the dirtiest spots. She just kept watch over her. Smiling from ear to ear, thoroughly bemused at the sight of her submitting like that.

Mikai didn't understand how it had turned out like this. Why it felt this good. But she wasn't about to question it. Of course she wouldn't question it. It just felt really good. And she wanted more of it. She wanted so, so much more of it. Which was why she pushed a bit more. To indulge her need. To indulge this feeling creeping around inside her...

Bit by bit, the diapered heroine was able to push more out of her holes. And while the front grew more and more soaked thanks to the pee and the extra orgasmic juices that were being slurped up by the thick and durable padding, the back just kept on weighing her down more and more. If she were to try and get up on her feet and walk around, she would definitely realize just how thick it was and how heavy it was. Even somebody like her, who could accomplish a lot with those legs of hers, would be rendered completely immobile...

And she didn't care. Because the kink was now part of her. Mikai was eagerly enjoying her diaper. Filling it. Loving it. All while Diaper Dreamer kept on smiling down at her. Giggling at the delightful sight. Ah... She fell just as she always did. She loved making her fall like this...

Diaper Dreamer trembled a little as she bit into her lower lip, with her leather straps struggling to push up against her diaper as she pooped her pampers a little. Nothing too badly, at least when compared to the excessively poopy girl at her feet. But she couldn't stop herself from enjoying the sensation of filling her seat just as Mikai did...

With her diaper weighing her down, and with her front thoroughly soaked thanks to that briefly overwhelming bowel movement, the masked dominant hovered over Mikai. All while removing her mask, and turning it around. Exposing herself, as that mask now hovered right above Mikai's face.

"...Y-Yumeko... Haaah... Eh...ehehehehe..."

Diaper Dreamer... It was... A Yumeko. No wonder she was weak to her. No wonder, no wonder at all...

And as the mask fell onto Mikai's face, it was her time to spread the same love she had been infested with...

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"Haaah.. Haaaah... Diapy... Fuuuuulll..."

As Mikai awoke, she couldn't help herself. The first thing she did was to reach down and squish her hand against her diaper... And to her delight, it was indeed full. Very, very full even. Bordering on being close to leaking. Ahh... That's exactly what she wanted... That was what made wearing a diaper so lovely...

Slowly but surely, she climbed out of bed. She expected the diaper to be a lot heavier than it really was, and yet she could easily climb out. Which just made her grin a little more. It beckoned her to grind her thighs against each other. To force out all the delight that came with having such a full diaper...

And yet she couldn't. Not because she was unable to, but because she had a very important task before she did so. Diaper Dr... Yumeko had given her the responsibility to infest the others with the same love. It was only fair...

A quick glance in the mirror showed that she was wearing the exact same kind of leather harness as Yumeko was, and a mask too. Completing her dominant Diaper Dreamer look... Complete with the ability to tuck on her waistband to pull out a whip, even if she didn't understand where it came from.

Not that it mattered. She was going to whip love into both of her girlfriends. Whether they wanted it or not. All she had to do was wander downstairs, to catch them off guard...

"You're absolutely sure she hasn't gone through any of this before, right? She must've fought a lot of weird people when you went through this, but you're absolutely sure this wasn't one of them?" Saeko asked Yumeko, nervously eyeing the pack of diapers that they had gone to pick up. They were extra thick, and covered in pictures of magical girls. Why did Ero have those... A-And why did they look cute?

Yumeko shook her head, currently rubbing her fingers up against one of these diapers as she held it. "Absolutely sure. There was a Sumo once, and Mikai ended up extremely obese as a result, but that's the only really 'weird' thing that happened to her." Yumeko said, pausing for a second as she remembered that experience. "...Let's make sure she never mingles too much with Ogres, so we don't get a repeat of that event."

"Sounds good to me, it means I won't get teased by that big Oni that resisted me..." Saeko muttered, shuttering a little as she remembered what she was like when she was transformed in her intoxicated state...

*CRACK*

Both girlfriends froze as they heard the sound of a whip cracking through the air. And their eyes immediately magnetized to the stairs, watching... Mikai..? Was that really her? She was wearing a mask and a weird harness, but she was also definitely wearing the same diaper that they had discussed earlier. Why would she...

Yumeko's eyes widened. "Oh. Ohhh... No, it couldn't be-" Before she finished realizing just who had been behind this turn of events, the black-haired girl was forcibly whipped in the stomach. The pain was minimal, but the effects were instant, causing a diaper to magically sprout around her waist. Just in time too, given the sound of her struggling stomach after that hit...

Saeko trembled as she looked at Mikai. Partly because she was afraid of what was going to happen. Partly because of the sight of that extra filled diaper filling her with disgusted feelings. And... And... W-Well, there was a good reason why her thighs were wet, and only grew wetter as Mikai approached...

"Don't worry. You'll love this just as much as I do." Mikai giggled. She didn't need to whip Saeko to make her submit. All she had to do was walk over and kiss her. The heels helped compensate for the difference in height, and the kiss was filled with so much concentrated lust and delight towards diapers. And all of that would be pouring into Saeko, to the point where she definitely couldn't resist the urge.

The lavender-haired girl let out a moan just as she felt the crinkly garment form around her waist, and a tender throb filled her heart. Ahh... D-Diapers... "T-Thick... Soft..." She gasped, her eyes turning into padded hearts as she was overwhelmed by the sensation. So much so that she didn't stop herself from closing her eyes and just... letting go...

A hissing sound echoed from her nethers as she started to wet herself, while Yumeko struggled to control herself. But as she saw Saeko give in, she realized that she wouldn't last much longer either. And she just sighed and shook her head, giving in as a brassy fart left her rear...

Mikai, the new Diaper Dreamer, giggled as she watched her girlfriends use their diapers. Their love spreading through those seats, with Saeko thoroughly soaking hers and Yumeko dumping lots and lots of poopy into hers. They both used in different ways, and yet they both expressed their love by doing so. All while their grunts and gasps were replaced with moans of pure delight not long after. The sound of sweet victory to her, while she squished her own diaper to join in on all the fun.

She had to thank that other Yumeko... But first she'd make her dream a reality. Her dream of everyone being addicted to those soft, squishy diapers... ehehehe...