[ABDL, Diaper Use, Soiling, Mental Regression]

"My my. She really managed to fill that diaper up, didn't she? It's so close to leaking, ehehe..."

"Mmhm. That's even bigger than the mess that I made when Hoshino first introduced me to all of this. By the time that she's fully trained, I'm sure that she'll need thicker diapers to make sure that she doesn't leak all over the place."

"But will she be stinkier than you, Shiroko? Your stinky messes are so foul that we can hardly breathe around here, would we really want a maid that smells as bad as you?"

"I-It's what the Principals want, Serika. Besides, she really is cu... Hold on, she..."

"Mmhm. She's passed out. That's probably why she filled it that much, her mind just couldn't handle it. But that's fine. It won't stop what we have planned for her. Especially since she looks so adorable when she's sleeping like that..."

"She really is. But we can't just stick around and admire how cute she is. We still have a job to do."

"Indeed. Our Principals want to make sure that she becomes the best diaper maid that she can possibly be. Let's make sure we don't keep them waiting..."

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Kosaka Wakamo currently had a headache. An intense headache that was keeping her from getting up. How had she ended up with something this bad? She couldn't exactly remember. All that she could remember was a sense of pure humiliation, and a stench that was still sticking to her nostrils. As much as she wanted to get rid of that stink, even trying to avoid thinking about it made it rush through her mind...

"Awful..." She muttered as she slowly but surely started to sit up, blinking rapidly as she tried to adjust to the lack of light around her. Not a single speck of light was pouring onto her. She was stuck inside of some dark room, completely unaware of her surroundings. Had she gotten into trouble again? No way, she was sure that wouldn't happen. No matter what happened, she would...

It was then that she realized that she didn't have her mask. Nobody was allowed to see her without the mask, causing her to grit her teeth and try to thrash around. She had to find her rifle. Quickly, so nobody could see her face. Only one person was allowed to see her face, and...

Her frantic state of mind didn't improve as she heard the sound of something crinkling between her thighs. And as her eyesight adjusted to the lack of light within the room, she could finally look down and see what she was wearing. The first thing that stood out about her state was the diaper that had crinkled between her thighs. That was already humiliating enough to make her blush all over, but it wasn't the only thing that served to humiliate her.

No, the maid outfit was. She was still dressed as a maid, after... T-That's right. That's what had happened. The memories of the day before were rushing in, as Wakamo's eyes widened and she slowly started to put her hands over her mouth. Oh, god, she remembered every single moment of it. How terribly those two girls had treated her..!

What were their names again..? Serika and Shiroko, if she were to believe her messy memories. That stern-yet-teasing black-haired girl, and the white-haired girl who... who...

Wakamo gagged as she finally pieced together what the smell that rushed through her was. It was the lingering smell of Shiroko's stinky mess. The texture, the depth, everything about that scent had permeated through her. It was impossible to forget, to the point where tears started to roll down her face once again.

"W-Why..." She was normally a proud girl who wanted nothing more than to cause chaos for a bit of entertainment. But after being faced with those two, a crack had formed in her heart. They had made her submit with nothing more than an enema and their smells. Even just remembering the way that she had been forced to fill her diaper... N-No, it wasn't HER diaper, it was just a diaper. It wasn't something she was meant to wear for any extended period of time...

Wakamo tried her best to ignore her memories as she reached down to touch her diaper. Because while it had been crinkly, it didn't feel nearly as wet or as messy as when she passed out. And indeed, she was squeaky clean. Somebody had given her a change while she was still asleep. That same person was probably responsible for putting her into this darkened environment. Something that both served as a relief and a source of dread.

And that sense of dread only grew as she felt a bump on the inside of her diaper, and a powerful moan left her lips. There was something stuck inside of her... P-Pussy. Those two had stuck that in there while they were dressing her down and forced her to wear the diaper. They hadn't even bothered to take... No, they had. It was bigger. If only by a few inches.

They did say that they wanted to train her to be a Diaper Maid. And that was why they made sure that she was perfect for the role in every capacity. Whether it was filling her diaper, being ready to service anybody, or looking as cute as possible. Out of those three, it was actually the last thing that made her stomach turn the most.

Wakamo didn't want to look cute. She wanted to look like the kind of girl that could cause chaos on a whim. She didn't want to be dressed in a white-and-pink yukata that did very little to hide away that diaper, nor did she want to be wearing an apron! She wasn't supposed to be helping people! She was supposed to... s-supposed to...

"M-Mess my diaper..." Wakamo's voice wavered as she remembered exactly what Shiroko had whispered into her ear. Right as she felt that pressure pushing against her bloated stomach. She remembered the fateful few moments before she had messed her diaper. She remembered what she had done, and... and...

N-No. This wasn't like her. This weak kind of behavior wasn't like her. She was supposed to be much more than a meek maid that messed her diapers. She wasn't going to listen to that voice. She wasn't going to be what those girls wanted her to be. She didn't need diapers, she was still able to cause as much havoc as she wanted. They weren't going to contain her!

The more that her thoughts started to spiral in an attempt to remain continent and remain in control of herself, the less Wakamo realized that something was happening as those thoughts bounced around inside of her head. Because of course she wasn't paying attention to what was happening in reality.

It's not like she could focus and actually hear the subtle *hiss* that flowed forth. Nor were she even close to realizing that her diaper had been growing wetter and wetter, the front sagging a little as it slurped up as much of her pee as it possibly could. All while her untrained pussy clutched the dildo stuck inside of her as tightly as it possibly could. Because her body instinctively not only needed to relieve itself... But it also needed comfort. And this was the closest thing that it could use to gain that comfort.

"I'm not a baby. I'm not a maid. I'm not a baby. I'm not a maid..!" Wakamo cried out repeatedly, the tears slowly running down her face. She didn't want to be a baby. She didn't want to be a maid. And she definitely... Definitely... W-What was that smell?

Her concentration and her mantra was broken by the thick scent of something fresh and foul. Something that came from down below, which made Wakamo's eyes overflow with tears. No, there was no way that she was wetting herself. She wasn't like them! She wasn't a baby, she was capable of keeping it in.

"C-Cute baby..." Wakamo muttered. That was what the two had called her when she was done filling her diaper. N-No. She wasn't one. But at the same time, thinking about it was making her heart tremble. Not with fear, but with... r-relief... No! She wasn't supposed to feel this way. They hadn't broken her, there was no way that two babies like them could break her!

And yet here she was. Crying her heart out because she was stuck in an extra wet diaper. All while she struggled to fight back against what they had done to her. They had ruined her bowels, they had ruined her bladder, and they had already planted the seeds that were going to bring the rest of her to ruin. How could things possibly get worse!?

"Ara, you're finally awake. And what a cute little thing you are."

Wakamo's eyes widened, only for them to be blinded as the light within the room was suddenly turned on. All thanks to the woman that had called out to her, the woman now standing in the doorway leading out of the room. And once Wakamo's eyes adjusted to the light that now poured all around, she could take in her surroundings as well as the woman's appearance...

The room itself was not exactly familiar, but she had seen enough rooms like it to tell that it was a Principal's office. Given the general aesthetic of the furniture and the way that it seemed comfortable to try and ease the students into loosening their lips regarding their troubles. But the rest of it looked downright humiliating, especially thanks to all the pastel colors that were more characteristic of a daycare. Which only served to justify the crib that she found herself in.

As for the woman herself, she had to be one of the Principals that she had heard about. She had white hair that reached down to her breasts, as well as... A tail and a pair of foxy ears. She wasn't human, that much was certain. That, combined with the black dress that served to expose her slim and delicate shoulders as well as leaving plenty of room for her breasts to breathe as they were cupped by a bit of gold-trimmed white fabric, made it clear that she was nowhere near an ordinary Principal. Fitting, considering the sheer insanity of combining a Principal's office with a daycare's aesthetic...

Wakamo immediately glared at the woman as she tried to compose herself. Sure, her diaper was wet, but that didn't mean that she was going to be caught with her guard down. "F-Fufu... You don't look like you're fit for this kind of role, Sensei." She didn't respect her. But she understood that she was the Principal. And if she had been the one to turn those two girls into babies, then she had to be careful.

"Ara. You already know how to address me. What a good little girl you are." The white-haired Fox said as she gently bowed her head. "I am Tsukimitsu Shimai. And you... You must be Kosaka Wakamo. We've been expecting you, but don't worry. We won't hurt you." The older woman said, all while stepping closer to that crib. "I trust that you've come to enjoy the garments that have been selected for you? It wasn't easy to find something that fit a young lady like you, but I feel that I-"

"They're horribly humiliating, Sensei." Wakamo's words were dripping with venom as she glared up at the much bigger woman. The fact that she was currently stuck sitting on her wet diaper served to make Shimai tower over her, but she wasn't going to be intimidated. Even though she had been crying just moments ago, she would remain strong against the one she believed to be behind all of this. "I thought these schools were supposed to teach girls to be good. Not teach them to wear diapers like infants and shit themselves until they stink up everything." The venom added such a layer of hostility to her teasing tone, but she knew that the Principal was bad. Even if she had to be careful, she just couldn't control herself. Just like she couldn't control her bladder.

Shimai chuckled as she heard those words. Ah, they were like sweet honey. A little baby's tantrum always served to cheer her up, because it wouldn't be long before they'd be crying due to the way she'd break them. "Oh, we're teaching them to be good. It's just that their school was so horribly underfunded and in debt that we decided that we should teach them from the ground up. And what better place to start than to make sure that they understand everything about being a baby and love every moment of it? It lets them have such a carefree life, and they're allowed to do whatever they want."

"So they're allowed to do whatever they want?" Wakamo asked, and the Foxy principal nodded in turn. "Then I want to quit being a baby. I don't want to be one of your dirty maids. I want to continue causing chaos." This was all to test her words. She knew that she was lying. There was no other way to interpret Shimai's intentions, especially given what she had seen.

That caused Shimai to chuckle. "Oh, you believe yourself to be a student at AByDoS, Wakamo?" She said, all while slowly bringing a finger up to her lips. "You're a special case, my dear. You're no student, you've been sent here to be disciplined. And as such, you won't be avoiding your lessons. Not until you repent and accept that you've been such a bad little girl..." She chimed, her words turning just as venomous as the girl's own before something foul seemed to spawn at the tip of her finger...

"You b-" Wakamo wanted to curse. But as soon as she tried to let some of her foul words slip out, she felt an overly intense pressure inside of her stomach. A cramp that was preventing her from doing anything except weakly gasping and panting. She needed... She needed a potty. She didn't want to fill her diaper! Not after she had already wet it!

She grit her teeth as she felt a few tears run down her cheeks. The words of Serika and Shiroko filled her ears again. How Good Girls were supposed to fill their diapers. How she was meant to be a diaper maid. How she was meant to serve them because she had been such a bad girl. N-No, she... She was going to endure and get out of this. Even if she had to play nice..!

"P-Please, Sensei..." Wakamo muttered as she slowly lowered her head, putting it against the padded floor of the crib. "Please let me get to a potty. I-I'm a big girl. I can use the potty. Please. Please don't make me use this diaper..." She pleaded. She honestly pleaded. She didn't want to do so, but her wounded pride was a small price to pay for avoiding another extra dirty diaper...

*FRRRRRRRT*

Her sobbing only grew stronger as she heard the foul sound of her dirty farts squeezing their way out of her clenched hole. She didn't want to make a mess. She didn't want to be a dirty diaper baby. She just wanted to be dry and clean and back on her feet. That desperation made her act so submissive, even if she didn't want to...

"Ara? You think there are any potties left. How adorable." Shimai chuckled, before her gaze turned sharp and mocking. "Besides... You've been a Bad Baby, Wakamo. Even if there were potties here in AByDoS, you've been too disobedient. Your potty privileges have been permanently revoked..."

"Now. Fill your diaper."

The command was not supposed to be as effective as it was. But the desperation combined with the pain of whatever was happening inside her tummy was too much for Wakamo to endure. She cried out and gasped as she suddenly felt it all rushing out of her stomach. With no chance for her to stop it. With absolutely no chance at keeping any sort of dignity.

Wakamo's tears stained the padded floor of the crib as she did everything to try and ignore the sensation rushing through her. But it was impossible. The extra runny poopy that poured out from her hole forced it to spread apart more and more. There was absolutely no way to ignore it. Whether it was the smell, the way it forced her apart like this, or the fact that it just kept on pouring out.

Sure, she was gaining a smidge of relief from the fact that the pain in her stomach was nowhere near as intense as before. But that was offset by the smell and the sheer feel of all that poopy pushing up against her rear and her thighs and everything else that it could cover. There was so much of it that it had managed to thoroughly brown the seat of her diaper, while also sticking to every little bit of her body that it could...

And the smell... The smell was rancid. She didn't know what she had eaten while she was asleep, or what she could've possibly swallowed that could make it worse. But it was somehow even stinkier than Shiroko's messes. In fact, it was so strong that it started to erase the smell of that girl's stinkies from her mind. But that only meant that she would be forced to remember how stinky she could be instead. And that was even more humiliating...

"I-I'm... S-Sorry... I'm sorry... I'm sorry! I'm sorry!!" Wakamo kept crying out as she covered up her mouth and her nose the best she could as she kept apologizing. Sure, her words were being muffled, but she desperately wanted to avoid smelling her own foul scent. Anything to avoid acknowledging that she was a stinky baby. All her thoughts of what she was going to do when she got out of this situation were now broken. All that she wanted at this point was for this treatment to stop...

Shimal giggled as she watched the proud girl crumble just like that. And she hadn't even gone all out with her curses. If she had, that girl's mind would've already broken. But she didn't want to break her through her powers. She wanted to break her mind through the messes. That would lead to the best possible mindset for a diaper maid...

"It's okay, little Wakamo." The older Fox said as she slowly lowered the crib's bars as she reached down and pulled the extra stinky girl onto her lap, letting her weak stomach press up against her gentle and warm knees. "It's okay. I forgive you. You're just a little baby. You don't know any better." She smiled, as warmly as such a foul Fox like her possibly could.

Wakamo sniffled, only to let out a weak moan as she felt a hand press up against her diaper. Because she wasn't out of the woods yet, far from it. "But even if you don't know any better... You've still been such a bad girl. So even though I forgive you, I need to make sure that you never do it again. If I didn't make sure that your punishment was thorough, I'd be the one getting punished."

Well, most of that was true. But Shimai was also just embellishing it a bit to make sure that the girl would fall further and further. Especially as she gently rubbed that diaper all over, making sure that she grew more aroused as the runny and watery poopy sloshed around as much as it could.

Just as Wakamo's pleasure started climbing, the pressure that was put on her crotch thanks to the diaper crinkling around went away. All because Shimai actually pulled it down, letting her rear feel the room's gentle air pushing against it. Which just caused her to moan again, bringing even more shame to her.

"A...Ara." Shimai had to chuckle a little in shock as she examined how badly Wakamo had messed herself. Her thighs, her ass, everything was completely and utterly covered in poopy. It was a wonder that it hadn't leaked out of that diaper, and it was a wonder it wasn't pouring down her at the moment. "You really were such a poopy little baby, Wakamo. I can't spank you like this and make sure you remember that sensation, I'd get way too dirty..."

Wakamo felt a sliver of relief pour through her at the same time as the shame of making such a huge mess hit her. The tiniest sliver. She was going to avoid the pain of having her ass sting. She was going to be okay. Yeah, she was... she was definitely going to be okay...

At least that's what she thought. Then a sharp bit of pleasure rushed through her, and it was very clear that she wasn't even close to being out of the woods yet. Not when Shimai still had her on her lap.

"So instead of punishing you and making it hurt... I'll make sure that you get a good taste of what kind of pleasure you'll feel from being a diaper maid." Shimai giggled, as she continued to play with the dildo that was still stuck inside of Wakamo's pussy.

It wasn't hard to clean it off, and she was able to do it while it was still inside of the disobedient baby. And now that she could play with it, Wakamo's sensitive inner walls were being scraped and nudged and... And... She couldn't even tell what was what at this point.

She just knew that it was making her feel good. And she didn't want it to make her feel good. She didn't want to feel like this, but she couldn't do a thing to stop it. All she could do was moan as she was stuck on the older Fox's lap, crying her heart out bit by bit because of all the humiliation.

"Naughty naughty. You're crying, and yet you're also moaning." Shimai chuckled, all while slowly watching a little bit of runny poopy force its way out of the dirty baby's hole as it fell out into the puddle of stinky liquid that hadn't been slurped up by the extra absorbent diaper... "And you're still making a mess too..."

*FRRRRRT*

"Not just a mess, you're farting like you're ready to fill another diaper!" Oh, this was priceless. Shimai's curses were potent, but she didn't expect them to be this potent. This girl was perfect for her role as a diaper maid. All she had to do was push her a little further, and she would be as ready for her role as she possibly could be.

Wakamo tried to stop herself from pooping and farting. But the way that Shimai played with her dildo meant that she couldn't concentrate. So another few *FRRRRRT*s slipped out without issue, and left her to grow more and more humiliated. All while she could feel the slightest bit of poopy rushing out of her hole and pooling down into the diaper again and again.

It was an endless cycle. And it just made her feel worse and worse. She couldn't even really focus on what had caused all of this. Those two girls that had initially put her on this path had all but vanished from her mind. Right now she wanted nothing more than to be a good girl and just... Just not mess her undies ever again. She'd be good if it meant that she wouldn't be stuck in diapers, or farting out more stinky fumes, or making such a big mess that left her so incredibly dirty. It was all too much for somebody like her. Even though she had inconvenienced everyone she had ever met before...

As much as Shimai was enjoying the sight of a girl completely ruining herself through the massive messes they made, and how little they could control themselves... The constant leakage would mean she'd get her floor dirty sooner rather than later. "Now, Wakamo? Be a Good Baby, and hold still." She said, as a long string with plenty of beads started to form at her fingertips."

Wakamo would've struggled to fight back against whatever she got told to do. But at this point, she did what she was told. She tried to remain still. even as she felt something forcing its way into her ass. Something... Big. Not big enough to spread her out too terribly much, but definitely big enough to slowly but surely widen her hole little by little...

"Your hole's absolutely perfect for these. You really are on your way to becoming such a wonderful diaper maid." Shimai giggled, as she pushed anal bead after anal bead into the poor girl's hole. Each getting dirtier than the last, but at the same time ensuring that not a single speck of filth would flow out. She was going to be sealed air tight...

With every bead that slipped into Wakamo's ass, another bout of pleasure rushed through her. Each bigger than the last, to match the size of the bead that was pushed into her. And as the pleasure kept building, the closer she got to a very humiliating orgasm. She didn't want to cum, but it was getting harder and harder to endure. Cumming would also make it seem like she was enjoying this, and-

Just as her weakened mind tried to rationalize that she wasn't enjoying any of this, she quickly felt both the largest of the beads slip into her, as well as Shimai slamming her dildo as deep into her as it could possibly go. That was what ended up pushing her over the edge, causing the poor girl to cry out in pure overwhelmed pleasure as she started spewing her juices all over the floor below, as well as into the diaper that was still hanging around her knees...

"N-No more... N-No more..." Wakamo muttered as she was overwhelmed by the warmth that was supposed to comfort her after a climax. All while she slowly tried to look up at her Sensei. She tried her best to look like she was truly sorry, but it was hard to look like anything but a mess of a girl. The tears were still running down her face after all, and her gaze was unfocused thanks to her climax. "P-Please. I-I'll do anything. I-I'll be a good girl... A-A good baby... J-Just... Just make it stop..."

Shimai chuckled as she slowly lifted her hands away from the girl's holes. Ah, she was so adorable. She really thought that she could plead to make her stop. Perhaps... Yes, it was alright to tell her. She was too broken to be able to fight back when faced with the truth...

"I told you that you were sent here to be disciplined, Wakamo." The Principal said as she slowly and gently rubbed the girl's back. As a reward for finally giving in and accepting that she should just go along with her punishments. "That's not entirely true. You were expelled from your old school, and after that... Well, I and AByDoS' other Principal had a chat with the General Student Council. And you know what we accomplished?"

Wakamo shook her head, all while Shimai wiped away her tears a bit. All so she could see that expression more clearly. "We managed to transfer you here. Not to be a student, but a part of the staff. As our little itty bitty Diaper Maid. All this punishment... All just a way to get you used to the kind of treatment you'll be facing in your new line of duty." She explained, with a soft smile on her face. "Don't worry. We'll take good care of you. As long as you promise to be a Good Baby."

"N-No... N-No!" Hearing that this was all basically one giant lie served to reignite the flame of defiance in Wakamo's heart. Not to the point where she would want to cause chaos, but just try to get away from the woman that wanted to cause her more harm. "I-I don't want to be a Diaper Maid! I-I just want to be a normal girl! I-I wanna go home! I wanna go hooooome!" But at this point, even her pleading and her desperate cries had gotten more infantile. Even if she did go home, there was no guarantee that she wouldn't be treated like a baby at this point...

Shimai giggled. Well, she was still able to hold on. Good, then she could let her dear partner handle this. If she wasn't busy having fun with some of the other students. But for now, she pulled the young baby's diaper right back up so it clung tightly around her waist once again. All while giving it a couple of soft spanks, to make sure that it was properly attached.

Wakamo's tears started right back up as she felt that sloshing diaper hit her rear. It stopped her from feeling pain, yes, but it didn't stop the humiliation or the pleasure. She didn't want to cum again. She didn't want anything except for a safe home and just... Just getting away from this awful woman! Why her!? Why did she have to be the one that had to become a Diaper Maid?!

"Oh, yes." Shimai giggled right as she was about to place the silly girl right back down into her crib. "Almost forgot. You don't need these anymore." She chuckled, as she tugged her finger back. And a series of *POP* sounds started to echo out, accompanied by the moans of a young girl who wasn't prepared for this kind of sensation to rush through her again...

Just like that, the Principal had removed the anal beads that were resting within Wakamo's rear. And as a result, all of the poopy that had been blocked started to rush out. Filling her diaper even more, making sure that it reached all the way down to her knees with how much had been filling it. Not only that, but several potent *FRRRRT*s and *BRAAAAAAP*s echoed out from that hole, interspersed between the sloppy sounds of all that poopy filling her diaper.

To make matters even worse for Wakamo, the sensation of having those toys removed in such a swift and ruthless way drove her over the edge again. Leading her to cry out in humiliated delight as she came, collapsing on the padded floor of the crib as she just couldn't handle any more. She was beyond exhausted. Beyond able to handle anything anymore...

Seeing her pass out after all of that only made sense. And Shimai certainly giggled at the sight of her crying herself to sleep as the afterglow overwhelmed her, all while examining the sheer amount of filth that covered the beads that slowly disappeared. "What a dirty, dirty little baby you are... But that's exactly what we need. The dirtiest baby will be the perfect Diaper Maid, after all..."

Shimai walked over to the door and turned off the lights, before closing the door behind her. Leaving the young girl to slowly drift away to a hopefully happy dream. At least, what she considered a happy dream. Filling her nappy on repeat inside of a dream would be just wonderful.

But for Wakamo, it would be nothing but horror, especially as her diaper kept squelching between her thighs. Making her dream so much worse in the process...

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Wakamo sniffled and sobbed as her eyes slowly fluttered open yet again. She didn't know how long she had been out, she just knew that she didn't want to fall asleep again. She had just... Just managed to get out of that horrid dream. Where she had been bending over and showing her diaper to all sorts of customers, all while they were happy to watch her fill it...

S-She... She wasn't a Diaper Maid. No matter what that woman said. No matter what she did. She wasn't going to fill her diaper on command. She was... She was still herself. She was going to... N-No, there was no point in causing chaos. If she did, they'd just capture her again. And then she'd end up back in diapers, or worse, she'd end up actually spanked that time. Honestly, it was probably preferred to being forced to cum twice...

As her eyes slowly but surely grew accustomed to her surroundings, she felt the tiniest bit of relief for two simple reasons. There was light within the room, and it wasn't too terribly bright so her eyes weren't hurting. And... Sensei wasn't anywhere to be seen. She had gone away. Good, that meant that she could actually just... Deal with her current problem...

"T-This stupid outfit.. A-And this stupid diaper..!" Wakamo shouted as she looked down at her waist. Indeed, that foul garment was still wrapped around her. It was still clinging to her. Even though she wanted it to disappear. Even though she wanted to never see it again, it was still there. And even if she managed to get rid of it...

The smell would still be there. The smell of her own messes. The fact that she had been filling it to the point where it could leak at any moment. The fact that she had orgasmed in it. The fact that she was apparently meant to fill it. And the constant 'positive reinforcement' that came from that awful woman, who degraded her and tried to make her believe she was supposed to be filling it!

"I-I'm not a Diaper Maid! I'm not a Good Baby! I'm not anything like that!" Wakamo shouted, tears running down her cheeks once again. All while she reached down to grab the waistband. "I'm never going to be anything like that! Not when I get this awful thing off me!" She shouted as the tears poured faster, and she started to rip and tear at it. Anything to get it off-

Her attempts to break free and get the diaper off her were cut short by the sound of footsteps approaching the room. A room that was distinctly more nursery-like than the daycare office that she had been in before. She had been relocated again, so that meant... It meant that the steps could either belong to Sensei or somebody else. And both options were enough to make her poor bladder loosen in fear.

Wakamo pissed herself out of sheer fear. All while she looked to the door and hoped that it would be somebody that could help her. She really, desperately hoped that it was somebody that was going to show her mercy and help her out of her diaper. Because if not, she wasn't sure if she was going to be able to handle it...

Her heart sank as she saw the woman that entered the room. Not because she recognized her, but because she radiated the same kind of motherly dominance that Shimai did. And how couldn't she? She was dressed in a simple yet elegant red dress that reached from her bosom all the way down to her knees, as well as a cozy hat that made it seem like she was going to go out on a simple walk during the summer and just enjoy the sun shining down on her. It would certainly be something that she needed, considering how pale she was and how white her hair was...

"There you are. When Shimai told me that it was my turn, I thought she had kept you in her office..." The woman muttered as she stepped closer to that crib, which just served to emphasize how abnormally tall she was. Much, much taller than what Shimai had been. She definitely towered over the poopy baby, making it hard to interpret her gentle smile as anything except foreboding... "Hello there, little one. I-"

The much larger woman paused as she noticed the terrible state that Wakamo was in. And how she started sobbing more as she towered over her. Oh, goodness. How badly had Shimai ruined her? She thought she had told her to be gentle. She knew that she was a lot crueler than she was, but that was no reason to go all out when they were working together...

"Oh dear..." The woman muttered as she lowered the bars and quickly pulled Wakamo into her arms. Gently nuzzling her and giving her a kiss on the cheek. "It's going to be okay, little one. Don't cry. I promise that you'll be okay. I promise..." She tried to soothe her with her voice. It had worked on many babies before, so she had no reason to believe that it wouldn't work.

Wakamo tried to pull away and struggle against that grip. "L-Let go..! B-bad lady... B-Bad like Sensei..!" Even just being held by her for a few seconds was enough to make Wakamo's words less complicated and her feelings retain their pure intent. The way that Shimai had treated her ended up traumatizing her. So she didn't trust any other adults, especially not a Mommy like her..!

"Shimai, you awful Fox... You went way too overboard..." The woman said, before carefully putting a hand on the back of Wakamo's head as she gently pushed her into her bosom. "It's going to be okay. I'm not as mean as Shimai. I just want you to be happy, little one. That's why I'm here." She said with that soothing tone, all while slowly tilting the girl's head up to look at her. Right up into her gentle red eyes. "My name is Asphodel. And you?"

Wakamo wanted to push away from this big lady that was making her heart slam against her chest in fear. But... But there was something about the look in her eyes that was making her feel a lot calmer. Were... Were Mommy Asphodel's words really true? Was she nice? She couldn't tell, all that she knew was that she felt a lot warmer and a lot nicer. "W-Wakamo, Mommy..." She muttered, hoping to avoid getting punished all over again. If she really was a good Mommy, then...

"I'm sorry for what she did, Wakamo. I really am." Asphodel said, as she carefully placed a kiss on the sweet little girl's forehead. "Shimai always goes over the line. I try to fix what she's done, but being a Principal's really hard work..." She paused, before her mind caught up with what she was doing. Ahhhh, right. This sweet little girl was supposed to be her aide after she had been trained... "But I'm really glad you're here, Wakamo. Once we're done... Once I'm sure that she didn't break you, then you can be my dear and sweet Diaper Maid. You won't be harmed, you'll be-"

Wakamo sniffled and sobbed, cutting Asphodel's sweet words off. Ahhh... She was still hurt by what Shimai had done. Alright, that just meant she had to ease her into the role. With love and care, so she could heal and be as cute as she needed to be. "D-Don't... D-Don't wanna be Diaper Maid... W-Wanna change, Mommy..."

"Well... Mommy can change you. But you gotta promise you'll listen. Mommy won't make you hurt." Asphodel said, as she slowly but surely ran her hand through that adorable little girl's hair. "You'll do that, right?" She asked, and it took a moment before Wakamo nodded. But only because of the love and affection that she was showering her in. "That's a Good Baby..."

The longer that Wakamo listened to Asphodel, the more... The more she couldn't help but do exactly what Mommy wanted. Not that she actually liked doing it, but... Because she wasn't as mean as Sensei had been, that meant that she could easily put her trust in her. And if Mommy said that she was going to protect her and change her, then...

Asphodel smiled. She hadn't even fed the little girl some of her milk, but she was already under a trance. She didn't like doing this to the girls that were mostly broken, but it was preferable to making them suffer more. At least they would be happy in her arms. "Alright. Then let's make sure that you get that change... And you become the best Diaper Maid that you can possibly be. Okay, Wakamo?"

"O-Okay, Mommy..." She still didn't really want to be one. But if Mommy was going to give her a change, then she would accept it. If only so she could get out of her diaper as fast as possible. As long as... As long as she didn't have to stay in all of that extra stinky and extra sticky poopy...

Asphodel smiled. And she slowly started to push her hand up against that messy diaper. Right where it would push against her crotch, where a Diaper Maid should be equipped with her dildo. If the others had gone too far with their preemptive training, then-

A sharp moan echoed out as Wakamo immediately climaxed. She had been left unfathomably sensitive by everything. So even just a few nudges to her dildo was enough to make her cum. And to make matters worse, that was the last bit of liquid that the diaper was able to hold, resulting in a bit of the leftover pussy juice pushing its way out from the leg holes of her diaper, running down her thighs as it all pooled onto her Mommy's lap...

"Oh dear... I don't think I need to do much more." Asphodel said, kissing Wakamo on the cheek. "You did well, little Wakamo. Cumming when you get teased is one of the most important parts of being a Diaper Maid. And you know what you get for cumming and doing your best..?"

Wakamo shook her head. Of course she didn't know. She didn't know anything. She was just a little baby at this point. Scared. Afraid. Only Mommy's love was keeping her afloat. Mommy's warm and nice love... It was making her blush and softly smile, because it felt like she had done something good. Sensei made it feel like she had done something bad and it was supposed to be good... But Mommy made it actually feel good...

Slowly but surely, Asphodel let Wakamo lie down on the ground. And she did the one thing that Shimai hadn't done. She actually took the diaper all the way off the little girl's rear, chuckling a little as she realized just how absolutely soaked and stinky and dirty the little girl was. "My my... You really made a mess of your diaper, didn't you?"

Wakamo shyly nodded, but it didn't seem like Mommy was going to punish her. As she got rid of that diaper that had been weighing her down, she actually procured the necessary equipment to help change her. A nice warm and wet wipe that helped her get rid of all of the dirty stuff that was stuck to her butt, and then a bunch of powder to make sure she didn't get a rash.

The little girl didn't focus on any of the pleasure that came with being cleaned. No, the thing that ultimately made her feel good was just... Having all of that dirty stuff wiped away. It made Mommy's influence grow, as she grew more dependent and her love just exploded. Ah... Mommy really did love her. She really did want the best for her. It was enough to bring her to tears. Not sad tears either, these were truly happy tears.

Asphodel chuckled a little as she watched her little Diaper Maid sob out of joy as she finished wiping away all the messy stuff and then applied a bit of that good powder to keep her nice and safe when she would wear a diaper as long as she was supposed to. And then she slipped one of the diapers meant for the Diaper Maid underneath her butt, a white one decorated with a couple of cute sakura leaves that matched with the baby's yukata. Getting it on her didn't take much effort either, all thanks to the love that she showered the girl in...

And once it was on, Wakamo... Wakamo got up on her feet, wiping away her tears with a big bright smile on her face. She didn't mind her diaper. Far from it, the fact that Mommy had gone through all the effort to make her feel good made her almost forget that she was wearing it. "T-Thank you, Mommy! Thank you so much!" She cried out, hugging the oversized matron as tight as she could. Burying her face in her breasts in the process, not that she had a problem with being in between Mommy's boobies. They were soft and warm and so comforting, just like her!

Asphodel giggled as she gave her sweet little girl a hug. She needed to remind Shimai that this was how you got results. You soothed the babies into loving their predicament. Then they'd do anything for you. Especially as you kept on showering them in love and affection. "You're welcome, my sweet little Diaper Maid. Now, are you ready to continue your training?"

There was no sense of resistance left in Wakamo. She just nodded and giggled, looking forward to making her Mommy happy...

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"Wakamo, sweetie? A bit of milk?"

"Of course, Master."

It had been... Oh, goodness, how long had it been since she continued her training? It was hard for Asphodel to keep track while she was having fun. Especially as she watched the little girl pour her another wonderful cup of milk

To say that Wakamo had transformed after her change would be an understatement. She took to her new role as a Diaper Maid like a fish to water. She followed every lesson to the dot, making sure that her Mommy was as satisfied as she possibly could be.

As soon as she finished pouring that cup of tea, Wakamo did what any good Diaper Maid should. She curtsied before her Master. While Asphodel would've preferred to make her keep calling her 'Mommy', it was important that she understood the kind of hierarchy she was subject to at this point.

But it's not like Wakamo disliked it. Far from it. She was happy to call Mommy Master. She was also happy to flash her a pair of peace signs once she had put down the milk, to make sure that she showed her how much she loved what she was doing...

Asphodel chuckled as she saw those signs, and quietly sipped the milk. It was actually her own milk, but it was still nice and sweet. Much more soothing for a simple drink than Shimai's, which would've just made her pack one of her diapers full as the pain would overwhelm her.

"You're almost ready to go help everyone, Wakamo. Are you excited?" The large-breasted Mommy asked, before pausing and smiling in a teasing manner. "Are you dry?" She asked as well, just to see how her Diaper Maid would react.

"I'm ready, Master! I've got plenty of diapers, and plenty of milk bottles for all the students!" Wakamo said, pointing towards the pouch on her apron. Indeed, it was packed full of bottles and diapers... And the bag that was resting against the table sure looked stuffed to the brim as well.

And she didn't hesitate to pull the apron aside a bit to properly reveal her diaper, showing that she was... Wet. And quite wet too, but it didn't seem to bother her at all. "I've wet my diaper a little, Master. But it's okay! Once all of my Masters are happy, then I..."

"You'll mess it." Asphodel giggled, and so did Wakamo. "You're such a good girl, Wakamo. I'm sure they'll love you." Ah, the results of her hard work and all of that love...

Wakamo giggled and curtsied a bit for her Master. "Thank you, Master!" She cried out, not a single speck of fear left in her words. Though that didn't stop her from blushing. Because while she was well trained in front of her Momm- Master, the others were... Well...

"Asphodel, I'm coming in. She better be done!"

Wakamo heard a familiar voice, and on instinct she turned towards the door as that foul Fox that had ruined her in the first place made her grand reappearance. And instead of feeling fear, she did what she had been taught. She curtsied, she exposed her diaper, and she smiled.

"Welcome, Master!" The Diaper Maid greeted her Master... All while the back of her diaper started to sag, thanks to the delight of serving somebody running through her...