Jessie's Accidental Adoption (Pt.2) (Pixiv Fanbox)

Jessie tried to focus her mind, but she was still feeling dizzy from the drop. Seconds later, the front door swung open and a mountain of a woman stood above the diapered adult. Jessie saw the familiar face of the large woman see had seen from the back row of the Auction, but she looked much taller and fatter now that the young woman was seeing her up close.

"Awwww!" The mammoth woman screeched out. "My baby! You got me my baby!"

Jessie was now deafened by this yelling behemoth who loomed over her. She instantly covered her ears, albeit a bit too late. The redhead didn't have much time to even keep her ears covered as her new mother scooped her up, as if she weighed nothing, and brought the diaper clad criminal into a tight hug. The poor girl's head was pinned between the woman's two massive breasts while she struggled to breath. Luckily for Jessie, the hug only lasted about a minute before she was held out for inspection, legs dangling a foot off the floor.

"She's a little scrawny, but mommy will put some baby fat on those bones!" The massive maternal force cooed to the girl being held up in her arms.

Jessie was still having trouble hearing this crazy lady and looked more than a little out of it from the blow to her head.

"What's all the commotion about, my love?" Mr. Devinshire asked as he approached his wife.

"I knew that you loved me!" Mrs. Devinshire spun around, holding Jessie out in front of her, presenting the diaper clad adult woman to him. "You picked a cutie for mommy!"

He stared blankly for a moment at this bizarre sight in front of him. A young woman, probably half his own age, was clad in an oversized diaper and pink baby tee and booties. This had to be some kind of trick or scam. Who, in their right mind, would want to be a baby?

"Yes honeylumps, I got you a baby!" A fake smile spread across his face.

"She must have cost a fortune, but I'll take good care of her! I'll wash her and feed her and change her!"

Jessie started to get some of hearing back as she was being swung around like a rag doll. She just hoped that this guy would show her where the stone was soon. 'This damn cow is going to make me throw up!'

"I know you will. We'll just have to order some bigger furniture for her. In the meantime, the baby furniture you have should work." The couple both went in for an embrace and Jessie got pinned between this crazed woman's breast and Mr. Devonshire's chest while the couple held each other.

Struggling to breathe, she started to thrash and flail until the two new "parents" pulled away from each other. Within seconds, Jessie found herself placed on the obese woman's hip. 'Finally, in a comfortable position.'

"I'll go tend to the furniture delivery, you spend some time with our new, umm, daughter." Mr. Devinshire nearly choked on the last word as he walked up the massive staircase towards the study.

A meaty finger, from her newly adopted mother, tapped her nose before a big wet kiss landed on Jessie's forehead. A comically large pair of crimson painted lips adorned the once clean section above her eyebrows. Jessie did her best to play along even though she was agitated by this weird woman. Still, she forced herself to make a fake giggle to the delight of Mrs. Devinshire.

"Now let's go watch some Television, baby girl." Mrs. Devonshire announced.

In an instant Jessie found herself being carried down a lavish hallway which housed many priceless works of art on the walls. The criminal simply marveled at each piece and thought that if she couldn't get the stone, then maybe stealing a random painting or two could be just as good. 'I have to be patient. I just have to put up with this woman and then I'll get the prize!'

"Here's the TV room!" The maternal mountain gestured towards an offensively large big screen. This thing was akin to what a cinema used. Jessie found herself staring at it, marvelling at the splendor of the largest screen she had ever seen inside of a house.

'That's what she watches TV on?' As if answering Jessie's question, a large reclining chair popped up from the ground a good fifteen yards away from the screen.

The sudden appearance of the cushioned recliner startled the thief. However, she had little time to reflect on this turn of events before her new mother sat down into the chair. Jessie found herself facing her target, straddling a huge thigh that immediately started bouncing the thin, diaper clad criminal.

"Ride the Ponyta!" The new mother cooed at Jessie as the two women stared at each other.

The scene was so bizarre; one skinny woman was being forced to ride the other much fatter woman's leg like she was a child. Jessie couldn't help but blush from being embarrassed. The screen came to life behind her as the sound system slowly engulfed the room with music, but Jessie didn't care. Her body was getting all hot and bothered due to each bounce and that was all she could focus on.

*Bounce*

*Crinkle*

*Bounce*

*Crinkle*

A rhythm started emerging and slowly the surround sound drowned out the crunching and crinkling of the career criminal's pamper. This was just fine to Jessie who fought with every fiber of her being not to cum as she started moaning. Sure she had a diaper on, but that didn't mean she wanted to use it for any reason. However, her slit was sopping wet, from her own juices, while the diaper worked overtime to absorb her precum her body was rapidly approaching a climax. Jessie noticed her breathing started becoming more shallow as her hips began grinding and thrusting against the woman's large leg.

If the woman noticed that Jessie was now practically humping her, she didn't say anything. She simply continued bouncing her new adult baby on her leg, picking up the pace with each passing minute as the thin diaper clad girl who bounced on her knee really started getting into it.

It had been months since Jessie had anything resembling a legitimate orgasm due to travelling around the world with her criminal companions and she was getting lost in a sexual haze. Her tits were violently bouncing up and down as drool began to drip down her chin as she bounced around like a rag doll. The diaper separating her sopping wet slit from the woman's dress covered leg was absolutely drenched, but could still take more and Jessie was about to fill her diaper in more ways than one.

The large woman knew that the redhead was cumming when the girl's entire body shuddered. She watched as Jessie arched her back and screamed at the ceiling as her pulsating pussy erupted into the seat of her pampers. Luckily the sound system masked her cries of pleasure, but Jessie immediately blushed upon realizing what she had just done. Her arms and legs hung limply by her sides while her target slowly brought the fevered pace of her leg back down to something that felt more gentle. The bouncing still produced a few quivering jets of cum mixed with urine to blast against the saturated interior of her pampers. Still, Jessie knew that she was finished and felt her body growing tired so she laid her entire upper body against the woman's massive breasts, using them as a pillow.

'I'm just going to rest my eyes for a moment."

A sudden jostling broke Jessie from her slumber as she was sat down onto the soft sofa by her adoptive mother. She didn't even realize that she had fallen asleep or know where she was in relation to the rest of the manor. However, upon looking around from her spot on the sofa she spotted the stone on the mantle of the fireplace! She sat mere feet away from it!

"Does my widdle baby want some choco moo moo milk?"

Jessie heard the large woman cooing about something, but didn't care. The redhead ignored her and knew that as soon as the crazy, fat lady left the room she would grab the stone, and run out the front door.

"I guess you're a little bit slow, huh? I'll just get your chocolate Miltank milk" With that said, the rotund woman walked out of the room.

Jessie looked around the room, checking if the coast was clear, before leaping up from the large couch. She heedlessly ran over to the fireplace, oblivious to the crinkling noises coming from her well padded bottom and grabbed the stone.

"Unhand that gem, you little Rattata!" A strong, masculine voice called out.

Jessie froze, hand firmly clenching the stone as she turned her head and discovered the source of the voice came from the husband of the obese lady. She practically stood there for a few seconds, looking ever like the petulant toddler who was caught with her hand in the cookie jar. Then it clicked. 'Who cares about this guy? He isn't going to stop me!' The redhead pivoted around on her pink booties and took her trademark stance.

"To protect the world from devasta-" She paused awkwardly. "Nevermind the motto. I'm here to take this gem for Team Rocket and for my boss, Giovanni!"

"I knew that I recognized you from that wanted poster. Now give me the gem or I'm calling the police!" The stern tone he used indicated that he wasn't bluffing.

"I'm not giving you anything!" Jessie ran past the angry man and right into the large woman who entered the room from the hallway.

The obese woman looked down at the diapered girl who was trying to look up at her through the woman's ample breasts. Wasting no time, the enormously fat woman scooped the diapered adult up and wrapped her blubbery arm around the criminal's midsection, hoisting her off the ground. "Is our daughter misbehaving, father?"

"Yes, she definitely needs a spanking for playing with daddy's gemstone."

"No! No! Noooo!" Jessie started to flail her arms and kick her legs in defiance as the fat woman carried her over to the sofa.

"This is for your own good, little lady." The mother fought against Jessie's struggles and was able to get the petulant woman over her knee.

"Please!" The criminal begged. "Let me go!"

The fat mother ignored the pleading coming from the struggling redhead as she ripped off the moist diaper with her free hand while the other arm kept Jessie pinned between her chunky forearm and large thigh. The diaper was thrown down to the floor and the woman quickly brought down her meaty palm to spank the thief's bottom. Each slap elicited a high pitched yell from Jessie until she started bawling.

*Slap*

*Spank*

*Slap*

*Spank*

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" Jessie cried out in shame as her backside was getting blistered.

Once the spanking was over, Jessie's ass was bright red. The rich shade of crimson actually complimented her tight, toned gluteus maximus. The adoptive mother marvelled at how perfect her new daughter's round ass was. Secretly, she was jealous of how incredibly shaped it appeared. "Such a cute bubble butt my baby has."

Jessie ceased her sobbing and looked angry. The spanking was bad, but for this fat heifer to say she had a chunky, bubble butt, really pissed her off. "Hey! I walk dozens of miles a day to stay slim unlike your fatass!"

*Crack*

"Oowww!" Jessie whined.

"That's for using bad language!" The large lady shouted, holding her hand above the redhead's butt, ready to deliver another spank.

"I only said fatass." Jessie replied

"That's it!" The large woman resumed the paddling, holding back nothing. She was going to teach her adult baby to behave and it was obvious to the new mother that this young woman needed discipline. Blow after blow landed on Jessie's already red hot bottom. Alternating from cheek to cheek, the spanking continued until the redhead was bawling.

"I'll be goood!" Jessie cried out between spanks, not noticing that she dropped the stone on the couch.

*Knock*

*Knock*

Mrs. Devinshire looked up from the sobbing woman in her lap. "I wonder who that could be."

Mr. Devinshire smiled and gestured towards the hallway. "I think you'll be pleasantly surprised, my love."

The large woman wrapped her right arm around the crying criminal's midsection and lifted her off the couch. She carried her new baby under her beefy arm and down the hallway while the sniffling adult watched her prize, laying on the soft sofa, grow further away. Jessie witnessed the stone in the living room leave her line of sight as the fat woman hauled her down the hallway and up to the front door.

*Knock*

*Knock*

Mr. Devinshire opened the front door flanked by his wife. Clothed only in a t-shirt, Jessie realized that her ass was facing the now opened door and was being seen by whoever was at the front door. Her bottom was on fire and the cool evening breeze which accompanied the opening of the front door felt almost worth the humiliating situation she found herself in. However, the thief was grateful for the position she was currently held in. The stranger at the door wouldn't see her face from this angle.

"Good evening Mr. and Mrs. Devinshire!" A delivery man cheerfully announced before he noticed the firm, red butt of Jessie underneath Mrs. Devinshire's arm. "I see that you've finally adopted so I suppose we're right on time."

"Wait a minute. Who are you and what's all those boxes for?" Mrs. Devinshire asked.

"That's a great question, madam. I represent the only baby centric corporation in the region and you're the recipient of one thousand extra large adult baby diapers as well as a full set of adult sized baby furniture." Even though the delivery man couldn't see both of the woman's faces, he recognized the look of surprise on the new mother's face.

Jessie, meanwhile, was equally shocked and kept silent. 'Diapers? Adult sized baby furniture? How long does this cow think I'm staying here for?'

"I can't believe it!" The large woman shrieked in utter bliss and turned to her husband. "You planned for all of this, didn't you?"

"I'd love to take credit for all of this, honey, but a Pidgeotto left that bundle of joy at our door." The married couple both laughed before the delivery man spoke up.

"Your husband placed the order about an hour ago. We had to transport the diapers using Devon Corporation's teleportation technology. There aren't many warehouses around these parts that house all of these items. We got the majority of them from Kanto." The delivery man explained as he looked over his clipboard.

"Interesting. And I assume those Machokes are going to carry all of these boxes upstairs?"

"Wherever you want them, ma'am."

"I'll need the diapers upstairs in the nursery on the left. Oh, and can you be a Deerling and have them set up the crib and changing table up there as well?"

"Certainly. Anything else?" "Well, I'll need a high chair set up in the kitchen and I trust that my husband ordered a playpen?"

"Of course, honey lumps." Mr. Devinshire smiled.

"Perfect! Now all I need is a fresh diaper for little miss potty mouth here."

Jessie felt utterly humiliated. Hanging from under her new mother's arm, her firm ass on full display, which was as red as her hair. She just hoped that she would soon be able to get away from this crazy woman while everything was being set up. During that time, all of the commotion should serve as a reasonable distraction and then she'd make her get away with the stone.

However, her captor had other plans in mind. The huge woman wanted her new baby in a fresh diaper and then fed a nice warm bottle of Miltank extra bulk milk. She took a step towards the delivery man and spoke up. "I'll need a diaper, please. Overnight preferably since it's almost bedtime for this little lady."

The man nodded and ripped open a box nearest him and retrieved a large disposable which unfurled itself due to how it was pulled from the box. He quickly examined it before handing it over to the massive mother. "I believe that could be the overnight diaper, but your husband ordered the thickest diapers that we have in stock. Could be the daytime version for all I know." He chuckled.

Mrs. Devonshire smiled and held it in her left hand. "This will be perfect for all of her future messes."

Mrs. Devonshire turned away from the delivery man and Jessie soon faced the stranger that had been talking about her fate. He was a fairly attractive looking man, brown hair and a blue jumpsuit, but the expression he wore said everything. It was obvious that he hadn't expected Jessie to be so old, but he still smiled at her and tried to look unmoved. Jessie hung under her captor's arm mortified. She was never properly introduced to this cute guy and the entire time this attractive man was probably staring at her bright, beat red ass while everyone spoke about her as if her opinion didn't even matter. Then it dawned on the young criminal. 'He probably thinks I'm mentally challenged in some way. I better play along to at least protect my image.'

She brought her hand back to her bottom and resumed rubbing it. If not to complete the image of her being immodest and uncaring of who saw her massage it. If that didn't work then at least she could do it to soothe the pain which radiated from her backside. Jessie looked around absentmindedly, trying to appear as simple minded as possible. She noticed out of the corner of her eye that the man and his crew of Machokes didn't seem to pay much attention to her. He seemingly avoided looking at her face, either out of pity or out of a sense of awkwardness for her situation.

Ultimately he had a job to do and directed the Pokémon up the stairs while the two remaining buff Pokémon followed the captors and their adopted daughter to the living room area. He stopped walking when the large woman laid the bottomless redhead on the ground. He glanced over at Jessie who was laying on an ornate rug, butt naked save for her top as she blew spit bubbles. It was the new mother tsking loudly at the previous diaper which sat abandoned on the floor that made him look away from Jessie.

Mrs. Devonshire examined the original diaper Jessie had arrived in; It was slightly damp, but the round lady cared less about that and more about the thickness of the disposable. She held it up and compared it to the plastic monstrosity she received from the delivery man. She examined both diapers before voicing her annoyance to the room while Jessie tried to blow spit bubbles. "That diaper she arrived in is much too thin. Thank goodness for these new diapers. Right, baby girl?"

This statement almost broke Jessie from her act. Luckily she caught herself before she spoke her disapproval. Instead, the criminal started waving her arms slowly above her body in a rather simplistic manner. Long ago, Jessie had babysat a few babies and recalled this kind of behavior. She did her best to act as babyish as possible and, if the man thought that she suffered from some kind of mental affliction then at least she wouldn't be humiliated. While waving her arms, Jessie couldn't help but wonder what the woman was talking about. 'What does she mean it's too thin?!' Jessie huffed internally. 'That thing was so thick I could barely run in it!'

"Aww, is my special little lady ready for her new diaper?"

Not one person expected a response to this question. Even Mr. Devonshire realized what the thief was doing. He had to admit that it was a smart move: 'Play along with the charade and try to get us to lower our guard.' However, he actually was glad that she was playing along. He stood near his wife and was in deep thought. 'Definitely makes things much easier for me, not her. She could've made a huge scene and claimed that we kidnapped her in front of this courier. Hell, the delivery man would attest to that if it ever reached the authorities.' He was pulled from his thoughts when the delivery man ordered his crew to begin their various tasks.

"Alright, Rocky set up the high chair over in the kitchen and Hulk. I want you to unbox the playpen." Both Pokemon grunted in response and got to work while the delivery man stood a few feet away from a rather bizarre scene. Here he was, staring at a toned and attractive woman, in her twenties, being prepped to be taped into a very thick diaper. He noticed that the woman must have been mentally challenged due to all the drooling and spastic movements she was preforming like how she kicked her legs and slowly waving her arms. Of course he stopped watching once the woman had started wiping the girl's smooth vagina. 'They must shave her to cut down on cleaning time.'

Meanwhile, Jessie continued her act, but had to bit her tongue during the slowly clean up of her mound. The juices from her sexual climax weren't very evident, but regardless of that, the large woman still did wipe every crevice and fold of her most intimate place. She focused on drooling and involuntarily kicked her legs when her captor hit her g-spot. A tingle went up her spine as the mammoth caught her legs and lifted them up.

"Don't kick mommy." This was not a request, but an order.

Jessie obliged as best as she could with her spanked ass raised into the air. 'Who's this bitch kidding? I couldn't kick her if I wanted to with my legs held like this.'

Slowly she found her bountiful booty lowered onto the soft interior of the oversized pamper. It was almost welcoming to the young lady since her ass still radiated heat and was quite sore from the earlier spanking she received. Jessie felt the front of the diaper tugged upwards which caused her thighs to part and her legs to splay out. Then each tape was ripped from their adhesive and pushed down onto the front of the diaper, flush with the landing strip of the disposable. It only took a second for Jessie to realize that she had just been sealed into the thickest underwear she had ever felt. 'This is an actual scaled up baby's diaper!'

Jessie gazed down at her waist in an odd mixture of curiosity and disgust. The disposable garment even came with various baby pokemon across the landing strip which were staring back at her in random poses or states of play. She couldn't believe it. She reached out with her finger and poked at it. The surface of the disposable was slick to the touch and didn't budge like the thin diaper she wore before.This whale of a large woman had introduced her to a real diaper.

"Feeding time!" Mrs. Devonshire announced to the dazed diapered girl. "Could you get the bottle from the fridge, honey? I put it in there when I heard all the commotion this little brat was giving you when she tried to play with your stone."

"Certainly, my sweet." Mr. Devonshire grinned as he walked towards the kitchen where Rocky was hard at work setting up the high chair. He was going to make sure that this thief was to be punished for trying to steal his prized possession. The stout man opened up the fridge and pulled out an average sized baby bottle. He held it up and smiled while unscrewing the rubber nipple. 'Good thing I ordered the liter bottle. This isn't going to be enough to have an immediate effect, but it'll have to do until all the boxes are unpacked.' Mr. Devonshire thought as he reached for the emergency laxative container that was on top of the fridge his wife used. Quickly he poured into the baby bottle a decent amount of the powder and resealed the top. As he walked out of the kitchen he vigorously shook the bottle to ensure an even mixture.

"There you are, my little Kakuna!" Mr. Devonshire grinned, noticing his wife was sitting on the sofa with the thief.

Mrs. Devonshire smiled at her husband while she sat on the couch with Jessie, close to her massive bosom. The redhead was drooling slightly and looked like she was doing everything she could to ignore the proximity of her face to his wife's large breasts.

He did his best to suppress a laugh. 'She has no idea what she's in for.'

"I'm sorry for dawdling, muffin. I just couldn't help, but notice that this baby bottle is much too small for our new daughter."

"You're absolutely right." Mrs. Devonshire took the offered bottle from her husband's hand and frowned. "We'll have to order a special baba for her formula."

"Don't worry about that, dearest. I already thought ahead. It should be in one of the packages."

"Oh, Reginald!" She smiled a toothy grin which said everything. "You're the best husband any woman could ask for!"

"Think nothing of it. I'm just trying to be a good father." He had to give this thief one thing. Her unexpected appearance was getting him a lot of points with his wife.'This might actually be a good thing.'

"And here I thought that you didn't want a baby." The mammoth mother chuckled as she swiftly stuck the tiny nipple into Jessie's drooling mouth.

The redhead's eyes shot open by the sudden intrusion, but she shook off the shock and got into the role of sucking on the baby bottle. Occasionally, she let a little bit of milk leak onto her t-shirt. 'Drinking from a bottle isn't as easy as babies make it look.' Jessie thought to herself as she struggled to draw milk from the rubber teat. Still, all she had to do was tolerate this humiliating situation until bedtime. She would continue the charade until the delivery guy left at the very least.

Speaking of which, the man was watching her out of the corner of his eye, knowing not what to do or say, while the only sounds being produced in the room were from the suckling of the bottle. This awkward scene carried on for a few minutes until her Wailord of an adopted mother broke the silence. "I really should look into those lactation pills I've heard so much about. Most adopting mothers use them to create a bond with their new babies."

Jessie almost gagged on her disgusting, chalky flavored formula. 'Is this crazy woman serious?! She wants to breastfeed me!' The petite woman noticed that the delivery guy was now staring at her. Whether his focus was on the huge lady or herself was certainly up for debate, but he soon chimed in with his two cents. "I don't believe breast milk would be enough for a full grown adult woman to live off of, but I do know that my company can supply you with the necessary supplements to produce breast milk if you're interested."

"I don't know if I want to deal with the random leaking that happens to new mothers though." Mrs. Devonshire remarked while looking down at an anxious Jessie. "But I'll contact your company if I decide to go that route."

Jessie internally breathed a sigh of relief as she finished her bottle. She was happy to have finally finished drinking that poor excuse for milk. Within seconds she was hefted over the huge woman's shoulder. 'What now?' She didn't have to wait long for her question to be answered as the beefy palm of Mrs. Devonshire started patting her back. 'She's trying to burp me? I'm not going to-'

*BURP*

The young criminal blushed at the wall upon realizing that she had just burped in front of everyone. Things just got more embarrassing as the large mother pulled back the waistband of her oversized Huggies and peered down within. "Good girl!" Mrs. Devonshire cooed. Jessie didn't know if she was being praised for burping or for keeping her new diaper clean. Ultimately, it didn't matter since she was hoisted back onto a familiar spot: her captor's hip. "Let's go see your nursery, baby girl"

To Be Continued...