The Spider - Part 3 (Patreon)

Mommy shook her head as she watched Cupcake go, wondering what had gotten into that girl today. Had she really thought that story was going to fly, even this time of year? She knew the girl was scared of spiders, but surely she could have come up with a better cover story than that... She'd always wondered if Cupcake liked her diapers a little - or if she just had a weak bladder - but she'd never expected to find anything quite like this.

There had been something rather cute about watching her waddle to her car, her bulging diaper peaking out from under her uniform skirt every time she forgot and stepped just a little too quickly... And hearing her insist that she hadn't been able to help using her diapers had been quite adorable as well, and gave Mommy a good excuse to promise further punishment when the girl got home. After all, she'd been able to control herself just fine the day before, so some silly, imaginary spider's webbing shouldn't change that.

She headed back to the nursery, looking around and wondering what of Cupcake's things she should move into there. Clearly, she was going to be spending quite a bit of time in there from now on, but what would she really need? It would probably be best if she wasn't even allowed into her big girl room from here on, except every once in a while, to fetch something, so she could see just how far she had fallen.

She didn't even notice the closet door slowly push open from the inside, or the large, dark shape skittering its way out, crawling along the ceiling above her... Only when she started to reach out for a fallen toy, only to find her arms held to her sides with something strong and sticky, did she discover there was something wrong. She looked down, seeing what looked like pink rope around her, then glanced upwards.

She opened her mouth to scream at the sight of the spider, yet, as soon as her mouth opened, a pacifier was shoved inside, and she was being pulled upwards. Something pink and sticky sprayed out at her face as the spider spun her around, wrapping the substance around the woman's head, holding the pacifier - which Mommy now wrinkled her nose as she noticed the taste of.

Mommy's eyes widened as she stared at the spider, trying uselessly to scream as the monster began pulling her clothes off, her skin crawling as its hairy legs brushed against her bare skin. In mere moments, she was completely naked and being lowered back downwards, right onto the changing table.

She shook her head frantically, trying to roll off the table, but the spider had already dropped down over top of her, spraying its webbing around her wrists, sticking them tightly to the table. Two of the spider's arms lifted her legs, while another pulled a diaper from under the table, making the woman struggle even more - this wasn't supposed to happen to her! This wasn't real... Even if it was, she was the Mommy, not a baby! She couldn't be diapered, she just couldn't...

Moments later, however, she was, and being transported over to the crib. She fought valiantly, but that only seemed to encourage the spider more, as it spread more and more webbing, tying her down to the crib with no hope of escape. Then, to add insult to injury, one of the spider's legs produced a vibrator, pushing it against the inside of her thigh and webbing it in place. Mommy groaned behind her pacifier as it was switched on; she tried moving her leg away, to escape the humiliatingly pleasant sensation, yet the spider's web was too tight, too well constructed... There was no getting away.

And, just when she thought the worst was over, after the first few orgasms, she felt her body begin to push, slowly filling her diaper. It didn't stop the vibrator; it dulled the sensation slightly, but to her mortification, not enough to make any real difference.

She stared up at the spider, hoping to see some mercy behind its black, shining eyes, but it wasn't doing anything except watching while she squirmed in her now full diaper, trying to escape the webbing, or the vibrator, or pacifier, or anything. It would be hours before Cupcake got home... When she did, she'd be carrying her paddle, expecting a spanking. If it was anything like Cupcake's own experience, the spider wouldn't let its web dissolve until someone else showed up, so when Cupcake found her, it would be like this, in a well-used diaper. Would Cupcake be satisfied knowing that her Mommy - if she could even call herself that any more - knew she'd be telling the truth? Or would she administer the punishment the woman had so obviously earned?

Or would the spider, now that both of them knew it was there, stop hiding? Would it keep them both there as its captive babies while it laid in wait for any more visitors to join the pair in their diaper bondage? And how many more of these spiders were there, just hiding, waiting in unsuspecting peoples' closets, waiting to turn them into helpless, incontinent babies? If there was one, it only made sense that there would be more... Many, many more...