My goal this year is to spend a full year padded, and to start experimenting with diapers 🙈
(Non kinky goals I also wanna start taking music lessons again! I can’t decide if I want to do voice or violin lessons )
Oh, Livi? Just experiment with diapers, hm? I wonder how that will turn out?
Livi squirms in her highchair, face covered in tasteless mush, mittened hands restrained under the tray, and soaked diapers squelching under her bottom.
It wasn't supposed to be like this, she thinks to herself, it was just supposed to be a little fun.
"Look at you, girl! Whose ready for some apple juice! You wet through 5 diapers yesterday. Daddy wants to try for six!"
Livi wiggles again, trying to get free, blushing as she recalls yesterday's parade of diaper changes, naked, tied to a changing table while 'Daddy' teased her ruthlessly.
"Mmm... No fank chu," Livi chirps nervously, hoping being cute will dissuade her Daddy from his goals.
"But, Livi Bear," Daddy coos, "This is what you told me you wanted, remember?"
Livi blushes again turning her face to the side.
This ISN'T what she told Daddy she wanted. She's certain of that. But, she's had this argument too many times to know better than to argue with him.
"I want to spend the whooooole year padded," Daddy says with a mock, innocent little girl voice, "And experiment with diapers!"
Livi feels a knot grow in her stomach at having her own words from the New Year's Eve party she had attended with Daddy repeated back to her.
"And that's just what we've done, isn't it? Daddy's kept you nice and padded in thick cozy diapers all year," he lectures as he walks closer, moving the large bottle of juice towards Livi's lips, "And now we're experimenting with diapers! This week's experiment: How many wet diapers can one adorable little girl produce?"
Livi whimpers, wanting to fight back, wanting to say something, but also afraid of the punishment Daddy would cook up if he decided she was disobedient or fussy.
Instead of talking back, Livi dutifully takes the nipple of the bottle into her mouth and began to suckle.
"There we go, that's my good girl," Daddy coos as Livi suckles, looking up at him with big, fear filled eyes.
She drains the bottle in her mouth as concern grows in her head.
After today's "experiment" with diapers, what was Daddy going to cook up to test out with her next?
