The Spider - Part 2 (Patreon)

The spanking was blessedly short, though Cupcake knew that was only because Mommy wouldn't allow her to be late for class - most likely, when she got home, the paddle would be sitting on the front table, waiting for her to bring it to Mommy for round 2. She was taped into a fresh diaper, then Mommy made her lie there on her changing table and think about her behavior while she fetched one of Cupcake's uniforms.

Cupcake's college didn't have a uniform, of course, but Mommy had one for her, to make sure her little girl was properly dressed at all times... This was the first time Cupcake was going to have to wear a diaper underneath it, however. Mommy slipped the top onto her, then sat her up and looked her over. "I think I have time to make your skirt a little more appropriate," she mused. "Play in your nursery for a few minutes, sweetie."

Cupcake wasn't sure what that meant - though she hoped it meant her skirt was going to be a bit longer, to better hide her diaper - but she was in the mood to be obedient now. She didn't dare leave her nursery, nor did she want to sit on her sore bottom, even on top of her plastic-coated, padded changing table, so she got up, wandering around the room, wondering if Mommy was going to make her sleep in here now, like she usually did when receiving diaper punishment. This punishment wasn't for a weekend, though, or even a week - it was indefinite.

Cupcake grunted, feeling a cramp in her tummy. She didn't think anything of it for a few steps, when she noticed a warm, mushy feeling around her backside, and by then, it was growing. She frowned, reaching a hand behind herself just in time to involuntarily let out another groan, letting her fingers feel a ballooning bulge in her diaper.

"N-No!" she gasped, trying desperately to stop what was happening, collapsing to her knees desperately... But nothing did any good. She was helplessly filling her diaper, just like a real baby... Her mind thought back to the pacifier, and the strange, unpleasant taste on its nipple - could that be connected? Had some of the spider's webbing gotten on it, perhaps, and caused this?

There was no way to know for sure, but even if there had been, there was no time now, as Mommy came back in, holding a skirt that had been shortened, rather than the other way around. She shook her head as she saw what Cupcake was doing, wrinkling her nose. "Really? I just changed you," she scolded. "I hope you don't think you're getting a new diaper now, there's just enough time to get you to school as it is, so you'll just have to stay in that until your classes are over. I hope this skirt is still long enough, I wasn't planning for... that... just yet. You'd better apologize to your teachers for being such a distraction with your stinky pants, too. You really are just a naughty little baby..."