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"Breaking news here at the top of the hour, America's favorite hero, Lady Justice has been exposed as a sexual deviant." Not true. "-the photos and videos making the rounds on the internet and news outlets around the world provide shocking proof of her disgusting behavior." None of your business. "Once named "Hero of the Decade", Lady Justice now finds herself facing irrefutable proof that she's nothing more than a common pervert." Wasn't hurting anyone. The video clip that had played several dozen times over the last hour began again, the talking heads and analysts discussing the same points over and over again as it played. Lady Justice on all fours in a hotel room, her costume puddled behind her, leaving her completely naked save for the ludicrously thick diaper taped around her waist. Her breasts were blurred for the television version, but the end result still played normally, the costumed hero arching her back and moaning loudly as the pristine whiteness of her diaper took on a more bruised fruit coloring in the seat and swelled and drooped as she defecated herself noisily. Her usual tone of confidence and commanding presence melted away as an infantile squeal emanated from her mouth and she began to whine and bawl to her "Mommy", the woman seated on the edge of the bed in the hotel room, the one with her hand between her legs working her panties off as she beckoned her messy baby over to her. The video continued, though the deeply passionate sexual activities the two proceeded to engage in never aired on television, but the internet saw it all and shared it with everyone possible, making "Naughty Baby Justice" the most viral video since some cat doing something cute had happened the previous day. Janet Kincaid, the secret Lady Justice, sat in her kitchen watching the news. Her fiery red hair was still up in messy pigtails from the night before, her overnight diaper had long since cooled and warmed several times over as she sat in disbelief, watching the career she'd built over the last twenty plus years crumble into a humiliating pile of nothingness right before her eyes. "I know this looks really bad, baby, there's two things that are positive here." her secret Mommy said as she gently rubbed the dumbstruck woman's back. Janet looked up at her, eyes puffy and red. "What could possibly be positive about this?!" she exclaimed angrily. The much younger woman took her baby girl's chin in her hand gently and leaned in to kiss her on the forehead. "Watch that tone, little one, or you'll be watching the news from the corner with a very sore bottom." she cooed calmly. Janet nodded slowly. "I'm sorry, Mommy." she said sheepishly. "Thank you, sweetheart." her Mommy said. "What I was going to say was you managed to keep your mask on, so you're secret identity is still a secret, and my face never showed up in the video, so no one will be able to come to me for information that could eventually lead them to learn about your secret identity." she explained. Janet pouted and slumped forward, burying her face in her arms on the countertop. "I'm a billionaire, why did I do something so stupid in a hotel?!" she wailed into the marble surface. "Oh, now Mommy's stupid, is she?" the younger woman asked teasingly. Janet's head shot back up. "This isn't a fucking joke, Klara!" she screamed. "My life, my actual life, not this fake as fuck one I keep to bankroll my real life, is over and I'd appreciate some goddamned sympathy!" she cried, her words sounding more and more like an overly cranky toddler was trapped in her body and wanted to be recognized. Klara took Janet's hand in hers and gently stroked it. "What would you like me to say, Jan, that I'm sorry for indulging in your fetish? Because I won't. You want me to apologize for being happy that I won't have to worry about you getting yourself killed because you just had to play hero? Because I won't." she said. "You're not invulnerable, Jan, you can die just as easily as anyone else and you go out and risk your life without a care in the world about what it will do to the people you leave behind in your "fake as fuck" life." she continued, her voice rising with her emotions. "You know, when we first got together I told you I would gladly do anything for you, but that was a lie, it was the only time I ever lied to you, but it was a big lie because I will not bury you because of this stupid and reckless other life you lead." she spat, her eyes brimming with tears. Janet pulled her hand from Klara's and pushed herself up and away from the counter. "You did this, didn't you?" she accused. Klara stared at her in disbelief, a look of hurt on her face. "Unbelievable." she said flatly. "I can't be here when you're like this." she said as she got up and grabbed her purse. "Call me when you get your head screwed back on." she said as she moved to the front door of the penthouse apartment. "Oh, and change your fucking diaper, it reeks like piss in here." she called out as the door closed behind her. Janet picked up the remote from the counter and heaved it at the television that was still analyzing her fall from grace, shattering the screen as she dropped to her knees and began to throw a very unflattering tantrum. ************************************************************************ After a long cry, a leaking diaper, more crying, a too hot for normal human flesh shower accompanied by that weird shower crying where the water running down your face makes it look like you're crying comically hard, and a change of clothes, Janet still wanted to hit something, to hurt someone, to make this ripping pain in her heart go away through the pummeling of others. She'd been thinking about how all of this had started, her first year as a hero, getting a little too overzealous in bringing down a deranged villain that called himself "The Hypnotist", spending the better part of the rest of that year under his power until a small group of heroes managed to thwart him and free her. She'd read his file after the dreams persisted weeks after her release, learning that his abilities to manipulate people were claimed to simply heighten desires already within a person. Learning this sent her to visit him in prison, making up a lie about her mother being a victim of his, sharing that her mother was having vivid dreams where she was once again what she'd been when under his thrall. He'd laughed at her. He'd actually thrown his head back and laughed like a stereotypical super villain. Once he'd composed himself, he'd leaned close to the bulletproof partition and whispered into the phone to her 'your mother will never escape her feelings and will only find peace once she's given herself up to her desires and accepted her destiny', and then he'd left, dying in prison a few weeks later, leaving Janet without any hope of breaking the effects on her. The dreams continued and the bedwetting started. She'd gone to the doctor and left without anything to fight, nothing was physically wrong with her. Back in her penthouse she shopped online for incontinence aids for when she was sleeping and that's when the final piece of the puzzle clicked into place. She'd looked at all the simple and very clinical looking diapers, feeling a pang of disappointment at the lack of something cuter, stumbling upon adult baby diapers and feeling so overwhelmingly happy when she saw how thick and adorable they were that she didn't even notice that she was peeing until she felt the hot tickle of her stream running down her leg as she sat at the counter. Things had moved very quickly from that day, the guest room of her penthouse transforming into a fully stocked nursery, her days filled with hours playing with soft toys and using her diapers for their intended purpose, and then Klara, her assistant had shown up to have her sign some papers ahead of an acquisition of a rival company, finding her boss sitting in an oversized highchair in only a very well filled diaper with babyfood splattered across her face, chest, hair, every nearby surface in the kitchen. Janet had frozen in place, strained bananas in her fist, dripping down her arm as she stared at Klara and Klara stared at her, the silence in the spacious penthouse continuing on uninterrupted for what seemed like forever until Klara clicked her tongue and set down her things, wetting a dish towel in the sink and beginning the task of cleaning up her infantilized boss's mess. After everything had been cleaned up, Klara had gone looking for Janet's diaper supply, expecting to find a small box in a closet somewhere only to find the nursery and be so completely stunned and dumbfounded that she actually jumped when Janet started wailing loudly from the kitchen to be let out of her highchair. From that day forward their roles as Mommy and baby were cemented and shortly after their romantic relationship began to blossom. Shaking her head to clear the fog of her memories, Janet looked down the alley to the group of rough looking young men laughing and drinking while they taunted a homeless man that they'd clearly attacked. Slipping her mask down over her face she crept to the fire escape and moved silently to the ladder, triggering it to come down and riding it to the alley below where she jumped off the ladder near the men. "Alright, guys, I've had a bad day but it's gonna seem like a trip to an amusement park compared to the day you're about to have." she threatened through gritted teeth. The men stood up, knowing smiles creeping over their faces. "Yo, that's that whore baby chick, the one from the internet!" one said, slapping his buddy on the arm. The men began to laugh. The blood rushed to her face and she growled angrily as she began running toward them, diving forward and rolling, pushing herself upward with her hands mid roll and driving her boots into the chest of the largest of the three men, sending him flying backward into the group of trashcans they'd been sitting on. She felt a deep satisfaction in feeling the man crumple against the force of her blow, but then she felt a sharp blow to her leg and dropped immediately in a flash of pain and confusion. "Stupid bitch." the man that had hit her with the pipe spat before he drove his boot into her midsection. She cried out in pain as the blows rained down on her. She'd gotten distracted, she wasn't in the right mindset to be out on the streets and now she was paying the price. By the time she lost consciousness, she was mumbling apologies to "Mommy" and wishing she'd just stayed home in her nursery and given up this hard and painful life, choosing to remain her her warm and soft life with Mommy. ************************************************************************ She'd been beaten nearly to death in that alley. The men had taken turns raping her, leaving her to die with her soiled costume torn off of her. She'd crawled out to the street and collapsed on the sidewalk crying for her Mommy from her broken jaw and mouth full of shattered teeth. When she woke up days later, she was in the hospital and Klara was sleeping in the chair beside her bed. Everything hurt and her mind was slow and foggy from the drugs she was being given for her pain. The television was playing, but had been muted, and the headline at the bottom of the screen declared that "Billionaire Janet Kincaid revealed to be Lady Justice" and she knew that everything was over. She smelled the familiar scent of a messed diaper and wondered absently whether she'd done it during her time of unconsciousness or if she was now incontinent because of her injuries. She felt tears forming in her eyes and she let out a mewling whimper through her wired jaw and gave into the feelings she'd been grappling with for so long, she let herself take the final step to become what she truly was, a helpless baby and began to cry for her Mommy to change her. ************************************************************************ A year after she'd been beaten and broken, laid to rest her heroic alter ego, and been forced to sell her controlling interests in her company, Janet reflected on her life as she sat in her stroller in the park. Her bones had healed, but she'd sustained such extreme damage to her internal organs that she was now completely incontinent. The trauma she'd sustained to her head, coupled with the lingering effects of Hypnotist's powers had rendered her a nearly permanent infantile minded woman, only allowing her very fleeting moments of adulthood that were so infrequent that neither she or Mommy paid them any attention. Klara was on the bench next to the stroller with her new girlfriend, a reformed villain that had retired from her life of crime and started up a very successful private security firm. The pair was enjoying coffee together, talking about things that little Jan had no interest in anymore and couldn't really understand even if she was interested. Janet sucked on her bottle, her toothless gums sliding back and forth along the surface of the bottle's nipple top. Her eyes were feeling heavy as she nursed and looked at her Mommies, her tummy gurgling and emptying itself into her diaper without her knowledge or consent. The mentally regressed woman fell asleep with her bottle clutched in her hands and a mess in her diaper and the city bustled around her, forgetting all about Lady Justice and Janet Kincaid altogether, moving on to the next big story because there's no interest in a news story as obvious as "Baby makes a stinky, naps, and is changed by Mommy" after all. Klara looked over at her little girl and smiled. She hadn’t planned on this being the final outcome when she’d recorded the video in the hotel room and leaked it to the news outlets and internet, she just wanted to keep her baby safe and not worry about her getting hurt playing superhero, but now she was completely dependent on her for everything, a true baby for her to love and protect like a good Mommy should, and since Klara had been given power of attorney over Janet because of the baby minded woman’s inability to think and care for herself, she wanted nothing more than to take care of her sweet little baby for the rest of her life. Klara snapped a photo of her darling angel and returned her attention to her girlfriend, well, fiance as of the previous night and her ideas for the perfect flower girl dress for their little girl to wear for the wedding ceremony.