Tonight was the most humiliating night of my entire life… and I’m still shaking from how turned on I am.I went to dinner with my parents. I thought I could handle one evening in regular underwear like a normal 19-year-old. I wore a cute sundress with white panties underneath. Big mistake.We were at the restaurant when I felt it. I tried to hold it, but the pressure kept building. Right as the waiter brought dessert, I couldn’t hold it anymore. I pushed a little… and pooped my pants. A big, warm, solid load filled my panties and squished into the seat of my dress. The smell hit me almost immediately. I froze, tears already filling my eyes.Mom noticed something was wrong. She leaned over and whispered, “Lily, did you have an accident?” I shook my head but I was already crying. Right there in the middle of the restaurant she reached under the table, lifted the back of my dress, and checked my pants like I was a toddler. Her fingers pressed against the bulge in my poopy panties in front of everyone.“Oh honey… you pooped your pants,” she said, loud enough that the couple at the next table definitely heard. I broke down sobbing like a little girl while my dad paid the bill fast and they rushed me out.I cried the entire car ride home. Mom kept scolding me in that disappointed voice she used when I was five. When they dropped me off at my apartment I called Alex immediately, still sniffling and messy.He was waiting outside my door when I got there.The second we were inside he didn’t say a word. He pulled me over his lap on the couch, lifted my dress, and started spanking me hard through my loaded, squishy underwear. Every smack pushed the mess against me. I was kicking and bawling, completely broken.“You’re supposed to tell me when you need to go, little girl,” he growled between spanks. “Babies who poop their pants get punished.”When my bottom was burning he carried me to the bathroom, stripped me, and gave me a long, warm bath. He washed me everywhere like I was helpless. By the time he dried me off I was whimpering with need.He bent me over the bed and fucked me hard from behind while I was still damp from the bath. I came so many times I lost count, crying and moaning into the sheets. After he finished inside me he laid me on a changing mat, lotioned me, powdered my red bottom, and taped me into the thickest diaper I own.I’m lying here now in my heavy, crinkly diaper, sucking on my pacifier while he cuddles me. My bottom is sore, my pussy is still tingling, and I feel completely regressed.I don’t think I can go back to big-girl underwear anymore. Not even for my parents.I need this. I need him. I need my diapers.— Lily
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