This caption was inspired by @ltl101's post here. Hope I did it justice!
Your heart skips a beat as you waddle in, the crinkling of your diaper announcing your presence. She glares at you, daring you to say something. Daring you to be the big girl she knows you're not.
Her gaze lingers on you for what feels like an eternity. Her voice shatters the silence. "What did you expect?"
You stand there trembling. Paralyzed by the truth. You are exactly what she said you were: a diaper-wearing, Pottypants Princess. Her eternal virgin, her plaything.
You remember the day it all started. When your relationship forever changed.
You'd been seeing each other a few weeks. You felt more connected to her than any other girl you had ever met. For the first time in your life, you could imagine a future together.
"We need to talk about last night," she growled.
You fidgeted nervously in your chair. You knew exactly what she was talking about. It was the first night you slept over at her house. The first night you told her about your bedwetting. The first time she saw you waddling in your diaper.
But it wasn't just that. No, you managed to leak all over her new bed. Once you realized, you ran out of her house, never offering to help clean the mess of your own making.
She called you later that morning, assuring you everything was okay. Nothing to be ashamed of. You agreed to meet her for dinner once you got off work.
"I-I'm sorry, I know I should have helped clean up," you whimpered.
"I don't need you to apologize. I need you to listen. Do not interrupt me, do you understand?"
You can feel your heart beating violently in your chest, terrified she's about to dump you. "....okay," you shivered.
"I made the right choice by waiting to take your virginity. I wanted to make your first time special. I'm so glad I didn't rush it. I mean...diapers? Do you honestly think I could ever have sex with someone who wears diapers? Of course not."
"How can you expect me to ever find you sexy as you toddle into bed with your diaper crinkling loudly? Don't get me wrong, you looked so cute last night, your face red with embarrassment, trying to cover your diaper. But that's all you'll ever be—cute. Never sexy. Sexy and diapers will never, ever be used in the same sentence."
"After seeing that little display, I saw you for what you are: a Pottypants Princess. You're not a real woman, you have to know that, right? You're not even an adult. Adults don't wear diapers. So what does that make you?"
"Oh, stop looking at me like that. I'm not breaking up with you. I had a better idea. After you ran off like a petulant little girl, I realized something. You need me. So, while you were at work, I took care of everything."
"You'll move in with me, I already took care of your lease with your landlord. I took the liberty of moving all your clothes to my house. And your diapers, of course. You won't have to worry about anything."
"There will be some changes, though. You will never use the "potty" in my house. The thought of you sitting on the potty, pretending to be a big girl disgusts me. It's...unnatural. From now on, you'll be in diapers all night and all day. It's only fitting for someone like you."
"So, when we get home, you'll find the shreds of your panties spread across your bed, like rose petals on Valentine's Day. You won't need them ever again."
"I'm going to make you need your diapers. You will be helplessly, permanently reliant on the diapers I tape on you every day. Soon you'll be pathetically whimpering as you push a load into your diaper in the middle of a party."
"Not that it will be a surprise to anyone. All my friends and family already know about your new diaper dependency. That you'll never use the potty again. You haven't check your social media today, have you? Not that it matters anymore."
"But that's not everything. Not even close. You already know I'll never let you out of those diapers to have sex with you, but that's only the beginning. You will never lose the virginity you so pathetically want to lose. Not with me, not with anyone...or any thing."
"Nothing will ever be inside you in your entire life, definitely not a man, but not even a toy or a finger. Nothing. The closest thing you can ever hope for is a few minutes with my buzzy wand on your soggy princess diapers. But never direct contact. Sure, I may play with your other holes, but your vagina will remain as unused as it has been your entire life."
"Aww, don't pout, princess. This is who you are, who you've always been, what you'll always be. My Pottypants Princess, forever."
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