VoodooKinMafia

"Stop talking to me like I'm a...a....a....Oh fuck you've got to be kidding..." He felt his blood run cold when she revealed the nasty diaper to him. The smell was instant. He started frantically trying to slide backwards and away from her. "No! Nonononononooooooo... I'll stop! Please, I'll go back home and leave you alone - I promise! Please don't!" He was crying as she taunted him with the dirty diaper, his naked bottom quivering in fear.

"Ooooh! That's a good choice. Especially for helping little ones relax." And with that, she purchased the purple plastic bottle. "Now, let's get this taken care of." Siobhan said happily as she opened the oil and poured it into her hands. She then went about rubbing it into Crystal's diaper area. Slowly she massaged the unscented oil into her skin, rubbing her fingertips in little circles to make sure she got it all in. She, of course, lifted the girl by the ankles and into the air - massaging more of the baby oil into her bottom and in between her butt cheeks. As she finished, she gingerly laid Crystal's legs back down before picking up the powder.

The neighbor lady laughed and accepted the money, promising to bring over All the ballet stuff that afternoon. As she was walking away, she could be heard thanking her granddaughter for being such a "profitable little poop fairy." Meanwhile, Joshua was flailing around wildly, but had made very little, if any, headway in getting free. He was out of breath from struggling. His bottom was stinging. He was furious. He had already been diapered in his wife's nasty old diaper. Spanked. Locked into a chastity cage that he still didn't know how he would explain if Denise saw it. And made to lewdly and somehow at the same time babyishly suck his toes while having a professional conversation. Needless to say, he was taxed... And it was barely 8:30. Then he heard Dee return, laughing. No doubt, she was laughing at him. He glared at her, not really noticing her strange posture or the fact that she was hiding something behind her back. He bit his lip to keep from cursing at her - as he waited to see what she was planning.

Siobhan clapped happily. She truly was ecstatic - but for another less obvious reason. She had been terrified that if she couldn't get the young girl to calm down, she would be forced to turn her over to the state. That was something that Siobhan was trying desperately to avoid. With a smile, she moved to Crystal's side and tapped her legs, to get them to open. Then, retrieving her purse, she started pulling quarters for the machine on the wall. The first item she needed was baby oil. Which she bought. Second was powder. After putting the money into the machine, she turned to Crystaland asked "Lavender Dreams or Sunny Shores?"

The neighbor laughed loudly before deciding to think about it. "How about this, final offer... The dirty diarrhea diaper, an invitation to Sofie's "Princess Party Spectacular" AND I'll even throw in those old ballet dresses, shoes, as tutus of Denise's that you let my daughter use...all for $200?" That same old devilish smile crossed Dee's face, and her neighbor thought she might have a deal...

Siobhan had been in enough of these debates to know when she had gotten them - even if the child she was debating with was smart enough to know they had been gotten. Now, however, Siobhan had to be very, very careful with her value proposition, or she risked losing all the ground she had gained. "How about this deal? You be nice while I put your diapers on you. Then I'll take you for a special treat while we're here at the mall. This has been hard for me too. But it's Christmas Eve! So we'll have a good one, and if you can prove to me that you're an adult, I promise to get you brand new panties. Does that sound like a plan?"

"Oh? Yes, i saw... So did most of the neighborhood..." The woman giggled, then her eyes went wide "You're not going to... My goodness..." She laughed "and I guess that's HIS money, then? Well in that case, how about $150? Seems like a good price for his lesson..." Meanwhile Joshua was dealing with the changing table problem, trying to escape it that is. Finally he got his finger tips on the strap lock! He almost screamed in happiness, until he tried to release it... As heard it click. He had just tightened it. In a rage he stated kicking his feet and cursing.

Siobhan smiled, that same controlling smile, and tenderly patted the girl's thigh. "Ok sweety, okay... I believe you!" Siobhan let that linger there, knowing that it would buy her a little conversational currency - which she desperately needed. As Crystal's eyes lit up, Siobhan began speaking again... "But, since we know that's true - and since we don't know what's gonna happen every minute of the day forever..." She was using childish language to drive her point home as well as further solidify the idea that the girl was at best, a toddler. "...Doesn't it seem like a smart thing to do, to wear protection? I mean, I know you don't want to ruin your skirt like toy did your panties, right? At least, just, until we leave the mall with all these people and activity? Seems to me like the smart... Grown up... Thing to do..."

Joshua was still crying when Dee dropped his feet and left the room. He was ashamed, and embarrassed that he was crying from a spanking. But, he told himself... He had won. She had retreated. Of course, now strapped naked to the changing table, he was still stuck - but he foolishly told himself that he had won. Even if it was just for a moment. Meanwhile, the neighbors had mostly dispersed back to their homes and, indeed, Dee's friend was the last there. Even she, truth be told, was getting ready to walk away when Dee came running up... A wallet in her hand. When she asked to buy the soiled diaper, her friend looked visibly shocked. "Why would you want to do that? It's disgusting. Dee there's literally enough diarrhea to fill 2 of these." She gestured to the well used pink diaper. There were Disney Princesses in the front. Faded, badly, but there. The lady assumed Dee was serious, holding the wallet. But she said "I've got a fresh one I'll just give you if you need it..."

"That's true." Siobhan conceded - knowing that getting into an argument about exceptions to the rule would only weaken the authority she was attempting to build. "Now, you're not sick I can tell." Siobhan said bluntly, unwilling to entertain the notion. "So either you have a nervous bladder, you're just out of training panties, or you just-in general- struggle to keep your panties dry... As those horrid ones that I threw out seem to attest." Siobhan followed the understanding in the girl's eyes, and paused for a moment before continuing... "So, whether you're right, or I'm right about the ' why' - our truth remains the same. What do you need, little one?" Siobhan waited expectantly. Her body language said that silence would not be accepted. Furthermore, she could see the recognition in Crystal's eyes. In her child psychology classes, they taught that no matter how little - the child's words are always more powerful than your own. So Siobhan patiently waited.

The speed with which she was on him made him flinch slightly in fear. It was in that moment that she seized his ankles together and held him steady - unpinning the diaper. "Oh thank God... Now we can..." But just like that, his naked butt was lifted into the air and she began raining slaps down onto it. His bottom jiggled girlishly, accompanied by a startled squeal as she began spanking him. The first few were more startling and embarrassing than painful... Especially when he opened his eyes and, being contorted, could see the crowd amassed on the sidewalk. As the spanking wore on, however, it began to feel as if his bottom were on fire. He wriggled and tried to avoid the flurry of spanks - but found it to be impossible as soon he was crying loudly. Unseen to him, outside in the beautiful California morning, Dee's neighbor and gossip friend - who had been pushing her granddaughter's stroller on their morning walk, only to get caught up in watching the scene unfold - was changing her granddaughter's diaper right there on the sidewalk. The similarity would've made him cringe, had he noticed her sliding the heavily soiled diaper out from under her granddaughter and lying it on the sidewalk next to the stroller. Tears were streaking their way down his cheeks now, and his bottom was turning from a bright pink to a dark, deep crimson.

Siobhan smiled as the girl acquiesced to her point. Running around with a wet bottom was completely impractical. Siobhan's smile was, however, not as sugary sweet as it had been. Seeing Crystal calming down, she knew that she had to assert herself as the parental figure here, and reign in the girl's tantrum, even in so much as it was making Crystal miserable as well. "Now, let's focus on that. You are potty trained, and yet - you just watched your... Heavily soaked panties get taken out with the rubbish, right? Now, i only want you to answer with a 'yes' or a 'no' - do potty trained young ladies wet their panties? Especially to the point that they must be thrown out?"

The second that she released his ankle and he was able to take his toes from his mouth, he did so. The drool causing his toes to glisten in the light. He didn't even register that she was preparing to take pictures of him, seeing only that she was playing with his phone. "Dee... Dee listen! Listen to me! Please stop! That was Brian from work! Do you understand? The guy that's after my job! He's going to tell them that I was being obtuse! Please Dee - just stop this!" He was yelling now, and visibly struggling against the strap that held his arms locked in place. "And...let...me...up!!! Argh!!!" He struggled in vain, kicking his feet wildly.

Siobhan moved toward the girl's head now, leaving the diapering undone momentarily. She had tried to soothe the child, but had only succeeded in making her more upset. So now, she decided she would attempt to reason with the upset Crystal - in hopes of being heard and perhaps bringing the volume down a bit. "Ok. Ok let's talk..." She began tentatively. "But before we do, let's agree to no screaming and no kicking, okay?" She asked, the tone of her voice carrying the realization that this was an order, not an offer. "Now, you and I both know that it won't do any good, running around the mall with a wet bottom. Am I right?"

The conversation was, truly, one of the worst experiences of his life. Not that he and Brian had ever been the best of friends - because they certainly hadn't. It was because his title carried a certain amount of prestige. Prestige that he had basked in. Now, here he was with the Accounts Director, babbling like a moron and drooling all over his own toes. Of course, the fact that Dee was working them around on his lips, as well as in and out of his mouth, didn't help matters. Being contorted like this also showed him how thick the diaper actually was - and he wondered whether or not he would be able to walk in it. His mind was also starting to gnaw on the question of how long she would continue this... And to what extreme. Finally, mercifully, Brian hung up with him in frustration. Joshua looked up at Dee, unable to get enough leverage to free himself from her grasp. Her sick, twisted grin was awful... But at least she couldn't hold his feet in that position and take any more pictures.

Clearly, the girl was not "all better" as Siobhan had proclaimed. Upon returning, she saw the devastation written all over Crystal's face. Not only that, but the little child hadn't even begun to calm down. Siobhan believed this to be directly related to the trying ordeal she had been living - and perhaps even the fact that Siobhan was showing her kindness. She chalked it up to being emotionally overwhelmed rather than distraught. "Shhhh little one. It's alright. I understand, believe it or not, and I'm going to help. I work with children like yourself every day. I promise that everything will be okay." And with that, she placed Crystal's feet together, ankle to ankle, and lifted her bottom into the air, before using her free hand to slide the incredibly thick Christmas Pooh diaper under her. She then lowered Crystal's bottom back down onto the diaper and smiled. She didn't want to rush, as clearly traumatic as this was for her ward.

This behavior was over the top. Siobhan didn't know what to do, but realized that the girl was near an emotional collapse. The last thing she wanted to do was to push her over the edge. "Okay... Okay..." She soothed. "I'll handle it..." Then, with that and not a syllable more, she got up and pulled the bag from the trashcan. "Give me one second." Siobhan ordered, before unlocking the door and stepping out - leaving the girl naked from the waist down, and hairless as the day she was born. No dignity was available for Crystal as the door swung wide open. A moment later, Siobhan returned and with a loud sigh, smiled at Crystal. "There, all better"

Thank God, it was ringing. He had humiliated himself by thanking her, but it was alright because now it was ringing. "Hey Brian, what's up?" Joshua began, only to be drawn into a conversation about acquisition cost. He was glad that there wasn't an emergency - but he was shaken from this by Dee silently getting his attention and flashing him that evil grin... Before grasping his foot in her hand. She gradually began lifting it toward him - making it difficult for Joshua to focus on what he was doing, and saying, to a work colleague. However, he soon saw where she was headed and tried to get Brian to hang up. However, notoriously long winded, Brian kept right on talking until Dee had guided Joshua's foot to his face and his toes into his mouth - like a baby. He was shaking his head violently at her, quietly being her to stop, when the conversation turned to him. Not knowing what else you do, he tried talking around his toes. "Daa guh... Ah...bacay...shun...mmm...ah...cuh...lulp...buh...." His face was burning a deep crimson as Brian tried to make sense of what the Executive Vice President was saying.

The girl's behaviour had Siobhan completely taken aback. Her obsession with the wet panties, at least in Siobhan's mind, convinced her that this girl was not only abandoned, but had been through a lot. When she saw Crystal reaching for the nasty trash bag, Siobhan gasped her hands and slapped each one in turn. "No... Now we don't try to get into poopoo trash." After 3 swats to each hand, Siobhan paused to see what Crystal's reaction would be.

He was starting to feel fresh panic now. If she had changed his ringtones, then she had unabridged access to everything in his phone. "You're kidding..." He said, unableto comprehend that she might not give him his phone. "Dee, that's my job..." And then, it was gone. Who knew what they needed, or how important it was? It was just gone... "No! You can't do that!" He said angrily, fighting in vain with the changing table strap. "That's my work! Dee i have... I have to call them back!!" He yelled, before looking at her and realizing that until she got what she wanted, he had no power to get her to give him his phone. After a LONG moment, he sighed loudly... "Th... Thank you... Dee... For putting me in such... Prefect diapers so... So i wouldn't be naked..."

"Oh my..." Siobhan exclaimed as Crystal made for the trash can. "That won't do at all. Now, I've already told you that you don't have to force that issue anymore..." Siobhan said while strapping her down to the table securely. "But I understand..." Once she had her strapped down, Siobhan made up her mind on how to get that symbol of forced adulthood gone forever. "I can tell, there's only one way to deal with this..." She said to Crystal, who was sobbing on the table. And with that, she pulled the lid off of the trashcan. The smell of urine and poop instantly filled the room as Siobhan started tying the bag up. With that, she replaced the lid and turned proudly back to Crystal. "There, now you don't have to worry about that 'adult' nonsense anymore! But I'll still keep your pretty skirt. We can wash it and it'll look cute with a little diaper poking out from beneath the hem!"

He felt the diaper get pulled up snugly between his thighs and hide beneath its thick cloth facade, the fact that he even had a penis. He wanted to cry - laying here and being pinned into one of his wife's old cloth diapers. He barely noticed when she pinned the first side closed. Especially when she did the other sideand jabbed him with the diaper pin. He yelped out and tried to rub the spot, only to be reminded that he was still secured to the changing table. And now he was secured in the diaper, officially, when he heard the other pin click shut. Out of instinct, he looked up and noticed that the diaper fit him perfectly... Stains in the right places and all. He even lifted his legs until his feet were by his face and... Yep... The nastiest of the stains were centralized around his butt. He started flailing wildly when he saw this... Losing control of himself for a moment as she snapped more pictures. "Letmeoutofthis! Idontwanttobeababy!!! Please! Oh please, please take this...off...." He trailed off. What was that sound? It was... The Theme to Barney... He looked up and noticed that she had stopped taking pictures. She was, instead, staring at his phone with a malevolent grin. Oh God, it was his phone... It was ringing...

"Of course it does sweety. And these panties are far too grown up for you anyway. They had to be uncomfortable!" Siobhan smiled, noting that the panties were not only wet, but had numerous stains from prior accidents. The more she uncovered, the more sure she was that this girl was abandoned. Indeed, the wet panties began to be the symbol of what she had diagnosed as this young girl's struggles. Then, as if in an attempt to make Crystal feel better, Siobhan took the wet panties and shoved them firmly through the singing door of the trashcan. "Those just... I don't know... Weren't right for you." She said, pretty matter of factly. "But don't worry. We'll get you all fixed up!" Siobhan said triumphantly before bending down and unbuckling Crystal from the stroller. Almost as if she were prepared for the girl to try and run, she grasped one hip firmly and used the other hand to lift and guide Crystal onto the changing table. "See... That wasn't so bad, now was it?"

The sharp sting of the swat made him jump, but it also made him stop kicking his feet as he was brought down to rest on the old, nasty diaper. He could instantly feel the thickness of it under his butt and he had to resist the urge to start screaming. Then she was taking pictures of him again, and to his dismay, he realized that the stains on the diaper were undoubtedly visible - and with his shocked expression, it probably looked like she had caught him in the act of doing this himself! "I... I don't want to share her old dirty diapers..." He mumbled, as he realized that at this moment it was beyond his control. The scent of lavender and wildflowers then assaulted his nose as he felt her using liberal amounts of baby powder on his exposed nether region. Oh no... No no no no no no...his brain was screaming. This was actually going to happen... He shut his eyes tightly and bit his bottom lip to keep from crying and screaming at the same time.

"Shhhh... Don't worry. It'll all be alright..." She calmly stated before bending down and removing the girl's socks and shoes. Many public changes had taught her to use the stroller for what she could. She then unbuckled just the waist, leaving Crystal's upper body restrained as she unceremoniously pulled off the soaking wet panties... Leaving her naked under her skirt. She noticed then that the girl was blushing terribly. In concern she stopped and said "aww... Now doesn't it feel better to be out of wet panties?" Then stood up and smiled, clearly waiting for an answer before unbuckling Crystal from the stroller.