A New Year's Wedding - Part 5 (Patreon)

"It's really too bad you can't be better behaved, and on your wedding day," the woman shook her head. "Mr. Bear knows what he has to do, though... You're his responsibility now, and he has to keep you in line."

Sophie gasped as the bear maneuvered her over its furry lap, swatting her huge, padded backside with its paw. It didn't hurt, not really, though it was definitely embarrassing, not just getting spanked by a toy, but feeling the sticky mess in her pants getting squelched further around her backside. 

"Stop it!" Sophie insisted, trying to get to her feet. The diaper was too thick, unfortunately, especially as full as it was. Her escape plan was instantly foiled as she stumbled, falling onto all fours, giving the bear a clear target to aim for. She could hear the motors whir as the bear's arm swung again, harder this time. 

"You'd better be glad you pooped your pants, young lady!" the woman lectured her, "Or he'd take those diapers down, and this would really hurt!"

Sophie somehow doubted that; it might be slightly more painful, but there was enough fluff in him that she didn't think, even with no protection, that it would be that bad. No, this seemed worse, just because of the added humiliation of her full diaper being on display for all to see, each spank reminding her of that incredibly babyish thing she'd done.

"Fine, I'll be good!" she finally gave in. "I'll sit in the dumb chair..."

The party stretched on for what felt like hours, with everyone eating what looked like incredibly delicious food... Sophie, on the other hand, was strapped into her chair and given bowl after bowl of disgusting baby food, gross mush in various colors, with no utensils to eat it, threatened with another spanking if she didn't finish it up before her guests were done with their corresponding courses.

She was so full, she almost expected to have to use her diaper again by the time the cake came out. She did get that, at least, but it was her own, personal one, looking more like a smash cake from an infant's birthday party than a wedding cake, and she had to finish all of it as well, her hands and face covered in the thick, sugary icing by the time she was done.

"And now," the woman announced, "it's time for the consummation!" Sophie had no idea what that meant, or why the bear got up from the table, walking over to the area where he'd spanked her earlier, and plopping down, legs spread. The woman unstrapped Sophie from the chair, helping her down - though not giving her anything to clean her messy hands with - and carrying her over to the pair, setting her over one of the legs.

"Go on," the woman urged. "Just like last night."

Sophie turned bright red. No, not that... Not again, not in front of everyone... Then again, it had been in front of everyone the night before as well, but she hadn't cared then, hadn't given it a second thought... Her diaper hadn't been messy, either. Now, every eye was on her, and nobody seemed willing to budge until she did as she was told.

No. She'd had enough. This time, she wasn't going to give in, wouldn't let this woman bully her, wouldn't...

She gasped, feeling the leg move and vibrate under her. She shook her head, wanting to tell everyone it wasn't her this time, but she couldn't bring herself to talk, and, in moments, it was too late. Even through the bulkier diaper, and the load inside, she could feel the tingly feeling begin filling her body, and she couldn't help herself.

At last, when she was done, she was changed out of her dirty diaper, right in front of everyone, then taken back to the room she'd woken up in for a nap, the bear guarding the door once she'd been tucked in, and kissed on the forehead by all of her guests. She had no idea how much the woman could see, if there were cameras hidden in the bear to ensure that she'd know if she attempted to escape... She also didn't have the strength right then to try it anyway.