The Big Game - Part 4 (Patreon)

They did, of course; she'd known her time was limited anyway, since, even if they somehow didn't smell her, Aaron was - hopefully - eventually going to change her out of this diaper. 

She didn't even make it that far, however. She was still quietly grunting when Justine asked, "What are you doing, there, Bell?"

If Aaron hadn't been paying attention to her before, he definitely was now. "Belyn!" he scolded, standing up and marching over to her. "You aren't..." He knelt down, giving her still-ballooning diaper a pat, while the girl's cheeks turned bright red. "Why didn't you ask me to take you to the potty?!"

"I... I..." Belyn squirmed under his gaze, feeling very much like his naughty little daughter, not his wife.

"She probably likes it," Justine butted in. "I mean, just look at how often she makes you put her in diapers..."

"Shut up!" Belyn glared. "This is your fault, anyway, you..."

"Her fault?" Aaron stopped her. "Did she poop your Pampers like a baby?"

"No," Belyn blushed even deeper. "B-But she put something in that juice! I know it!"

Justine didn't even have to try to defend herself; Aaron just shook his head. "Even if she did, and I'm sure she didn't, there's no way it would have taken effect already... You just drank it."

"You don't know!" Belyn pouted. "It could be really fast acting, and..." She gasped as he pulled her to her feet, dragging her over to the couch. "N-No, please..." she begged, fully expecting him to spank her. Instead of laying her over her knees, however, her plopped her down straddling one of his legs. She wrinkled her nose as he pushed her down, forcing her full weight against him, squishing the mess further around her diaper.

"Is Auntie Justine right?" he asked, bouncing his leg under her. "Do you like this?"

"N-No!" Belyn shook her head. But he didn't stop, jostling her up and down, giving her, she realized a few seconds later, a horsey ride... And, unfortunately, since this had all begun, they hadn't had sex, so, despite being in a diaper, despite that diaper being very full, the motion, the feeling of his strong, muscular leg under her, bucking her up and down, up and down... She couldn't resist it. She forgot about her situation, where she was, what was going on, and just started grinding against him frantically, her breath and pulse quickening, until, finally, she had one of the most intense orgasms she'd ever experienced.

As she came back to reality, she was quickly reminded of her now very filthy diaper, the many toys still spread out around the room, Justine sitting there on the other end of the couch, leering at her. She told herself it had only felt so good because it had been so long, though that did little to restore her dignity as Aaron led her to the bathroom, gave her a bath, then re-diapered her and brought her back out to the living room, cheeks still pink.

"Baby Bell has something to say to you," Aaron announced.

Belyn turned to Justine, pouting. "I-I'm sorry I accused you of spiking my bot... my baba."

"That's all right, kiddo," Justine chuckled, ruffling her hair.

"No, it isn't," Aaron shook his head. "Obviously, after what she did, she's going to be staying in diapers for a while longer, but I don't know that she sees that as a punishment anymore, so we'll have to do something else, too, since she needs to be taught not to question grown-ups, when she clearly isn't one herself anymore."

Belyn was spanked soundly, then sent over by her playpen with a fresh bottle of juice - which, she thought, tasted just as strange as the first, although she definitely wasn't going to say anything about it now - while the 'adults' spoke about hiring a maid, which was what Belyn wanted Aaron to do all along, but one that could also act as a Nanny for her, since she clearly couldn't be trusted on her own anymore.

"I wish I'd known ahead of time, so I could have someone to take care of her today," Aaron lamented. 

"Don't worry," Justine said. "I'm sure she'll be a good little girl, off in her corner... And I'll keep an eye on her." Belyn wasn't sure if she would rather that meant the woman was going to take her off to another room, alone, or if she was just going to glance her way now and then during the game... As the doorbell began to ring again, and the other guests showed up, it turned out to be the latter, and, despite her distaste for the other woman, Belyn realized she would have preferred the former. Now, all Aaron's friends were going to see her here, in her diapers... She had a feeling, as she watched the woman scoot a little closer to Aaron on the couch, that had been Justine's plan all along, not that she could do anything about it now.