I really didn't expect to get the next chapter out so quickly, and I can pretty much guarantee that won't happen again, but here it is! ^-^ The character of Haley still belongs to <a target="_self" href="https://www.deviantart.com/littlepissy" ><img class="avatar" width="50" height="50" src="https://a.deviantart.net/avatars/l/i/littlepissy.png?5" alt=":iconlittlepissy:" title="Littlepissy" /></a> who also helped with some ideas, and the art was done by <a target="_self" href="https://www.deviantart.com/rosie-brs" ><img class="avatar" width="50" height="50" src="https://a.deviantart.net/avatars/r/o/rosie-brs.gif?4" alt=":iconrosie-brs:" title="Rosie-BRS" /></a>, who has a Patreon <a class="external" href="https://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?https://www.patreon.com/RosieBRS">here</a> if you'd like to support her!<br /><br /><br /><br />"Haley, please!" Sierra pouted, jumping as she got another hard swat on the backside. "Ms. Haley," she corrected herself, glaring up at the much taller girl as she rubbed her bottom. "I don't wanna take them back! They're mine! Ms. Haley!" She stamped her foot in frustration when the cheerleader ignored her and started to head towards the bathroom door.<br /><br />Sierra yelped as Haley gave the leash a sharp tug, sending her stumbling forwards, the wide stance the diaper put her in making it all the harder to stand her ground. "Look at me, Sierra," Haley ordered, running her free hand over her large breasts, down past her muscular stomach, which the cropped cheer top she was wearing left completely exposed and on display, not that Haley seemed to mind, all the way to the hem of her tiny cheer skirt, where her long, well-toned legs started.<br /><br />"And let's look at you," Haley turned her attention to the smaller girl, not even having to say anything to make her conscious of the much smaller size of herself, in general and in the chest, and of the giant diaper hugging her hips. Sierra blushed, staring down at her feet, until Haley grabbed her by the chin and made her look her in the eye. "Who do you think is in charge, Sierra?"<br /><br />"Y-You are, Ms. Haley," Sierra mumbled.<br /><br />Haley gave Sierra's cheek a pinch. "And don't you forget it! And, if I say you're going to take your panties back, what are you going to do?"<br /><br />Sierra squirmed, nibbling her bottom lips, listening to the diaper and plastic pants rustle, feeling the bulk of the garment, and all the extra pads inside it, following her every move. It wasn't fair! He hadn't even seen the bag yet! That was all she wanted! But, in the moment, what choice did she have? "I-I'll take them back," she sighed.<br /><br />"Good girl," Haley patted her on the top of the head, giving the leash a tug, dragging the girl back out into the mall.<br /><br />Immediately, Sierra became far more conscious of her diaper, which she certainly hadn't been able to ignore before. There was no way she could walk without a waddle with the thing on, and she knew the bulge would be obvious, at least to any parents who saw her. Maybe she'd get lucky, and some of the teens hanging around wouldn't know what it was, though even if they didn't have any younger siblings, or experience with babies in general, she had a feeling they'd be able to guess.<br /><br />If it had been up to her, she would have ran straight for the exit and left, but Haley was too strong for her to resist, and she knew that fighting would only draw more attention to them. She did freeze when they came close to the store he worked at, though, if Haley even noticed, she didn't show any signs, beyond a slightly stronger tug to get Sierra moving again.<br /><br />Sierra was so busy staring at the store, however, worrying he was inside already, and could see her, she didn't realize Haley had turned the wrong way. Instead of heading for Victoria's Secret, she went to the cookie store, still easily within the sight of the store Sierra was so worried about, and ordered the largest drink they had.<br /><br />While she was busy with that, Sierra fumbled with the leash, trying to reach behind herself and detach it from the ring on the harness. She was sure it was no coincidence that it was positioned right where it was difficult for her to even reach, much less get a good grip on it to take it off, and, before she could do it, Haley had already filled up the cup, and was turning back towards her, leading her to a small table.<br /><br />"I-I thought we were going..." Sierra glanced over at the store nervously, not wanting to stay there any longer than she had to.<br /><br />"Are you in a hurry?" Haley asked. "You seemed so upset about letting them go a minute ago! I thought I'd cheer you up with a little treat. You're still returning them, of course, but maybe this will take your mind off it."<br /><br />She opened the lid of the cup, pulling something else out of her purse and dumping a decent part of it inside, stirring it around with the straw before snapping the lid back on. "It's too bad I didn't think to bring a bottle," she mused. "I guess a straw will have to be good enough."<br /><br />She slid the cup towards Sierra, who tried to squirm away from it. "Wh-What did you put in it?" she asked.<br /><br />"It's something special us cheerleaders use," Haley claimed. "I've used it since I was a little girl to help me grow up big and strong. Obviously, it's a little late for you, but it might do you some good."<br /><br />"I-I'm not thirsty," Sierra slid it back away from her, not trusting the girl at all.<br /><br />"Sierra!" Haley snapped, making Sierra jump in surprise. "I bought that for you, and you're going to drink every drop of it, you ungrateful little brat, or I'll take you over my knee, pull your Pampers down, and spank you right here!"<br /><br />Sierra gulped, her bottom wriggling at the thought of that, remembering how hard the couple swats she'd gotten already had been, even through her diapers. She didn't even want to imagine what a full-blown, bare-bottomed spanking would be like, especially out here, when he could be showing up to work anytime.<br /><br />Reluctantly, she picked up the cup, sticking the straw in her mouth and psyching herself up to start sucking. "Ah-ah," Haley shook her head. "Aren't you forgetting something, little missy?" Sierra frowned, confused. "I gave you a treat," Haley told her. "Shouldn't you thank me?"<br /><br />Sierra doubted very much that she really wanted to do that, but, to keep the cheerleader happy, she said, "Thank you, Ms. Haley," then, with an eye on the store, she started to drink, bracing herself. At first, it tasted like normal soda, nothing special, but, after a moment, she noticed the strange grittiness to it. It didn't affect the taste much, if at all, but there was no way for her not to know she was gulping down whatever the other girl had given her.<br /><br />A small drink was normally plenty for Sierra, and if she got a large for whatever reason, like if it came with whatever she ordered automatically, she was pretty sure she'd never managed to finish it completely before she finished eating. This drink was even bigger than that, in a cup so comically large Sierra had always assumed the display one sitting on the cookie shop's counter was a joke, and nobody actually ordered it. She kept at it, though, swinging her legs under her nervously as she watched, hoping the boy wasn't going to show up while she pushed through this.<br /><br />"What are you looking at?" Haley asked. <br /><br />Sierra blushed, turning away from the store, realizing how obvious she must have been as she sat there, half spaced out, drinking her soda. "N-Nothing," she said. "I was just staring."<br /><br />That only seemed to encourage Haley more, turning and trying to follow her previous eyeline. "The sports store?" she frowned. "What are you looking at in there? I can't imagine you're into sports."<br /><br />"I might be!" Sierra blushed, feeling a little offended. "You don't know! Maybe I play lots of sports!"<br /><br />"Really?" Haley challenged. "What sports do you like?"<br /><br />Sierra should have thought of that before being defensive. "I dunno," she shrugged, getting very interested in the drink again, struggling to think of something as she slurped at the last of the soda, grateful she was almost done, even if her bladder was already starting to ache. "Rugby?"<br /><br />"Rugby?" Haley chuckled. "You're way too little for that. You'd get all banged up in a second. Or..." Her eyes lit up. "Do you mean you want to cheer for rugby? Is that it? Do you want to be a cheerleader, too? You would make the most adorable little junior cheerleader!"<br /><br />"No, I..." Sierra protested, pouting at being called a 'junior cheerleader', even in this hypothetical scenario, as if she wasn't good enough to be a regular one.<br /><br />"Well, if that's what you want to be, you're going to need more special cheerleader powder," Haley winked, picking up the empty cup and tugging on the leash to get Sierra back on her feet. "The best thing about this place is the free refills."<br /><br />"No!" Sierra whined, feeling the soda she'd already drank sloshing around her tummy as she was dragged back to the cookie shop. "Ms. Haley, I can't drink any more!"<br /><br />"Don't be silly, of course you can," Haley told her, showing the cup off to the worker so they could see the mark they'd made on it so they'd know it was bought that day. While she was distracted, Sierra started to fumble with the backpack again, this time focusing on the shoulder straps. She managed to get one loosened a little before Haley got the cup refilled, and took her back to the table to dump more of the powder in, seeming to go even heavier this time.<br /><br />Sierra whimpered, staring down at it, one warning glare enough to remind her of the threat of the spanking, and make her start to drink. The swinging of her legs slowed, then stopped, as, instead, she twisted them around one another, holding them up to the bottom of her seat, her thighs clamped as tightly shut as she could get them, twitching with exertion as she fought to keep from wetting herself with all the soda she was drinking.<br /><br />"You're such a lucky little girl," Haley said. "Running into me here. Did you wonder why I was dressed like this? I don't always just wear my uniform around, you know. My squad is doing a little show here later on. And, since you want to be a cheerleader so badly, I just might be able to find something for you to do in it. Would you like that?"<br /><br />Sierra knew she was meant to say yes, but she couldn't make herself do it. "No," she shook her head. "I'd like you to let me go so I can go home."<br /><br />"Such a grumpy baby," Haley teased. "I wonder why..." She reached into her purse, pulling out the bottle she'd used to dose Sierra's drinks. "Oh, silly me!" she pretended to be surprised. "This isn't my special cheerleader powder! This is fiber supplement! Do you know what that does, Sierra?" She grinned, bending forward in her seat, savoring the moment. "This isn't to make you grow up big and strong. It's to make you mess your little Pampers. It'll take a bit to kick in, of course, although I added some extra stuff, to make it a little faster, and more thorough. From what I've heard, it makes your poopies so big and soft, you barely even notice they're happening! As much as I gave you, and as much of a baby you are, I wonder if you'll be able to tell at all? And I bet it'll last a couple days, at least."<br /><br />Sierra groaned, squirming and bouncing, hoping Haley was lying again. The drinks had already made her bladder so full, she could practically feel herself dribbling into her diaper already, as she weakly attempted to squeeze her legs together. Could it really do that much elsewhere in her body, too? Even if she managed to get away from Haley, that would be a huge problem when she got back home. If she accidentally messed her trainers, her landlady would be mad for sure! And her tummy had already been feeling so full!<br /><br />"Why do you even have all this stuff with you?!" Sierra whined.<br /><br />"In case I ran into someone like you, who needed it," Haley said simply. "It happens more often than you might think. Now, what do you say we go for thirds? Sounds like you're mostly done with that cup."<br /><br />"No!" Sierra shook her head, whimpering as she was tugged to her feet, feeling a warm, squishy sensation in her padding and realizing she hadn't been imagining things at all, and she had, indeed, already started to wet herself. "Stooop! You're so mean!"<br /><br />Haley paused, turning back to her. "Oh, Sierra," she shook her head. "I'm not mean, sweetie. I'm just giving you the attention you clearly so desperately want."<br /><br />"No, I don't!" Sierra stomped her feet in a huff, which did nothing to stop Haley from taking the cup up to fill it once more. Sierra glanced down at herself, wiggling the arm on the side where she'd loosened it before. Had she opened it enough? It actually felt like it. She looked up at Haley nervously, knowing she was probably only going to get one shot at this, and, if she was caught, she'd be in big trouble. <br /><br />Quickly, as Haley talked to the worker, she unbuckled the waist strap, slipping the loose arm out. The other arm was much tougher, requiring a sharp tug, but, thankfully, after a tense second, it worked, and she took off as fast as she could toddle, turning the closest corner to get out of Haley's line of sight.<br /><br />She didn't have time to stop and catch her breath, no matter how much she wanted to. She had no doubt Haley was fast, and, even if she wanted, her legs were so much longer than Sierra's that she could catch up to her waddling pace in no time. If she could get the diaper off, she'd be in a bit better shape, but that lock on the plastic panties was troublesome. <br /><br />She could do magic without her wand, of course. She wasn't very good at it, though, and, without a wand, picking a lock with a spell was a lot like picking one normally. She could probably have figured it out, with time, but she didn't really have time. Besides, she didn't trust her overworked bladder to hold, and, every few seconds, she got a good demonstration of why when she felt another little spurt of pee-pee soak into the massive padding.<br /><br />She didn't even have a car to go hide, or drive away from this place, in! She didn't know if the bus would be there or not without pausing her escape to find a clock. Getting outside would be her best bet anyway, in case it was, although, since her purse, with her ID and her money, was inside the backpack she'd left behind, attached to the leash.<br /><br />"Shoot!" she shook her head. She'd been in such a hurry to get away from Haley, she hadn't thought about that! Maybe she'd get lucky anyway. She used the bus quite a bit, and some of the drivers knew her, and her landlady. They'd know one of the two would pay for it.<br /><br />The music playing over the speakers stopped, replaced with a calm, female voice declaring, "Code Adam." Sierra didn't know what that meant, although it seemed like everyone else did, stopping where they were, looking around, concerned. Sierra kept moving, knowing the exit was close, and, with it, the possibility of freedom, no matter how slim that seemed to be with everything she was messing up with this botched escape plan.<br /><br />She came to a stop when she saw the entrance she'd used to come in, a female security officer standing right in front of it, seemingly guarding it. Nervously, she glanced behind herself, half expecting to see Haley right on her tail. She doubted the girl was far behind.<br /><br />Maybe she could explain things to the woman, and she'd help her get away from Haley. Of course, Haley had the recording of her asking for this, and Sierra had no evidence she'd been coerced into it. It would be better to stay away from her altogether. She didn't move from the door, however, to give Sierra a chance at slipping by.<br /><br />Without a wand, invisibility was out of the question. A distraction, on the other hand, shouldn't be too hard. There was an old-fashioned neon sign hanging over the store closest to the exit, and, as Sierra crept closer to the door, she muttered a few words to herself, pointing at it, intending to strengthen it, make it shine so brightly nobody around could keep from looking over to see what was going on.<br /><br />Instead, it exploded. Everyone jumped, including Sierra, who felt her diaper warm again at the shock. Fortunately, the security officer stepped away from the door to make sure everyone was okay, giving Sierra the chance to race over, grab the handle and pull.<br /><br />Unfortunately, it was locked. She groaned, moving to the next door, and found the same thing. She couldn't tell where the latches were to unlock them, either, and she knew she'd have the same problem with them as she would have with the plastic panties's lock if she tried to take care of it magically.<br /><br />"Sierra, I presume?"<br /><br />Sierra gulped, turning to see the security officer standing behind her. "No?" Sierra tried.<br /><br />She got dragged to the security office anyway, while other officers worked to unlock the doors, and keep everyone away from the broken glass, cancelling their code Adam. "You don't understand!" Sierra insisted. "You can't take me back to her! She's awful!"<br /><br />"She seems like a very good babysitter to me," the officer said. "She brought you to the mall, didn't she?"<br /><br />"No, she didn't! I came on my own, because I'm an adult!" Sierra stomped, wishing she wasn't trying to convince someone of that while wearing a wet diaper, and without her ID to prove it.<br /><br />"Sierra!" Haley rushed over, giving her a big hug as soon as the girl was ushered into the office. "Don't you ever do that to me again, young lady! I was so worried! I'm very sorry about this, officers."<br /><br />"That's quite all right," the woman who had caught Sierra smiled. <br /><br />"Honestly, Sierra," Haley shook her head. "I ought to spank you silly! Oh!" she blushed, looking around. "I-I probably shouldn't say that here, should I? I-I wouldn't really..."<br /><br />To Sierra, her act was pretty obvious, but the officers didn't appear to notice. "Sometimes it's what they need," one of the male officers shrugged. "We won't report you."<br /><br />"When they get to that age, sometimes it's the only thing that will get through to them," the female one added. "We have a private room you can use, if you like. We'd rather have that than have to chase her down again."<br /><br />"No!" Sierra looked around, searching for support. "Y-You can't let her do that!"<br /><br />"I think it would be a good idea," Haley nodded.<br /><br />"No!" Sierra stomped her foot uselessly, as Haley, Sierra in tow, was led to a small room with just a couple chairs and a table, a security camera in one corner, making her worry this would all be seen by the officers. "She's actually gonna do it!"<br /><br />"Then I hope you learn a lesson," the woman said, closing the door and leaving them alone.<br /><br />"H-Haley, please," Sierra sniffled, squirming as the cheerleader started to undo the straps of her shortalls. "I-I'm sorry! I won't do it again!"<br /><br />"No, you won't," Haley agreed. "And it's Ms. Haley. That was very disappointing, young lady. I thought I could trust you, but I guess I have to keep an even closer eye on you, don't I?" She yanked the shortalls down, then shook her head, giving Sierra's diaper a squeeze. "And you're wet already? Honestly, Sierra! Didn't you try to tell me you didn't need your Pampers?"<br /><br />"I-I don't," Sierra swallowed. "Y-You just..."<br /><br />Haley took out a small key from her purse, unlocking the plastic panties and removed them as well, before pulling Sierra over her lap, resting her hand on the girl's rear, rubbing it through the mass of padding, while Sierra prayed the cheerleader couldn't feel her wetting it a little more from fright.<br /><br />"Are you blaming the fact you can't even keep your diapers dry for twenty minutes on me, little girl?" Haley asked.<br /><br />Sierra was pretty sure it had been longer than that, although she didn't know for sure. "N-No, Ms. Haley," she shook her head. "Y-You're right, it's my fault. I'm sorry!"<br /><br />"You should be," Haley told her. "Wet again already! I bet you want a change, too, don't you?" Sierra nodded sheepishly. "Well, sorry, sweetie, but I only carry one. Usually, that's all I need. Besides, you've barely touched what this can do." She gave the diaper a harsh swat. "You're going to have to do better than that if you want me to go buy you some more."<br /><br />"I-I can buy them myself," Sierra told her. "I-I mean, I-I don't need them, but... Ow!"<br /><br />Haley spanked her on the diaper again. "Hush," she ordered. "You aren't fooling anyone. Now, are you ready for your spanking?"<br /><br />"N-No," Sierra sniffled, tears already welling up in her eyes.<br /><br />"Aww, Sierra," Haley shook her head. "You know you need to be punished, don't you? What kind of sitter would I be if I let you get away with that? But maybe I could think of something else. Would that be better?"<br /><br />Sierra didn't know, but, in the moment, she nodded anyway, too scared of feeling what a real spanking from the girl would be like. She whimpered as Haley slid her diaper down, exposing her quivering, pale bottom. "I-I thought..." Sierra protested.<br /><br />Haley grabbed something from her bag, holding it up to show it to Sierra. At first, Sierra didn't recognize it, since it was wrapped in foil, but then Haley popped it out, revealing the small, white bullet inside. "W-Wait!" she gasped, squirming and blushing as the suppository was pushed inside her.<br /><br />"You didn't want a spanking," Haley told her. "So this is what you get."<br /><br />"Stooop!" Sierra wriggled, yelping as she felt the girl work another one into her bottom. "You already gave me all that other stuff! You don't need this!"<br /><br />"That's going to take time," Haley reminded her. "These are so much faster. Don't worry, the fiber will still be there, working its magic."<br /><br />After a third and final suppository, Haley tugged the diaper back into place and got Sierra dressed again, the girl already certain she could feel the tiny bullets working their way through her while she stood there, letting Haley get the harness back on her, tightening it up even more than it had been before.<br /><br />"Apologize to the nice security officers," Haley ordered, after leading the sheepish girl back out of the room.<br /><br />"I-I'm sorry," Sierra blushed, staring down at her feet. "I-I won't do it again."<br /><br />"You'd better not," the woman who'd caught her warned. "We'll be keeping an eye out for you now."<br /><br />They didn't get far before Sierra could tell the rumbling in her tummy wasn't just her imagination, and the suppositories really were starting to work. She groaned, feeling her wet diaper squish between her legs as she shuffled along, seeing the sign for a bathroom approaching quickly.<br /><br />"Please, Ms. Haley," she sniffled, using the little bit of slack she had in the leash to head towards it. "C-Can't we just go in there?"<br /><br />"What for?" Haley asked. "I don't need to go right now."<br /><br />"Pleeease?" Sierra whimpered, hands between her legs desperately. "Haley, please don't make me do... that... in my diaper..."<br /><br />"Who?" Haley looked down at her. "Who don't you want to make you do what in your what?"<br /><br />It took Sierra a moment to decipher, and then she stomped her foot in frustration that she still had to play this game. "Ms. Haley," she sighed, "please, don't make me p-poop in my P-Pampers."<br /><br />"That's better," Haley nodded. "But I'm not going to make you do that, sweetie. You're going to do that all on your own. Don't be nervous. You're so good at going pee-pee in them, I bet you're great at messing them, too. Now, come on. We have things to do, and you have no business in there until I decide you're ready for a change."<br /><br />"B-But..." Sierra sniffled, reaching out for the door, mere feet away, and the relief she knew she could get on the other side. "It's right there!" Haley gave the leash a tug, yanking her away, too strong for the much smaller girl to resist, as she watched the bathroom door drift slowly further and further away, knowing that, with each step, even if she could get away again, and get the plastic panties off, it would be harder and harder to get to the toilet on time, without doing exactly what Haley wanted.