The Transformation - Part 4 (Patreon)

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Ashley wasn't sure how long she was left in that corner, squirming in those Goodnites, trying to get used to the strange feeling of them, so different from her usual underwear. They were thicker, stiffer, nowhere near as comfortable... There was no forgetting that these were made for little girls not mature enough for real panties, so they had to wear these disposable things, in case they had an accident...

Clearly, she didn't need them. She was no child, no matter how much Alex's words, and actions, had made her feel like one. This time-out certainly didn't help, either, as she heard him behind her, watching TV, leaving her there, unable to do anything but fidget and whine, and drink from the water bottle.

It was inevitable, really... Eventually, she was going to have to use the bathroom. Maybe she shouldn't have drank, but she'd assumed Alex would tire of whatever game he was playing and let her up before too long... Honestly, she had no way to tell the time there, so, while it definitely felt like an eternity, it was likely somewhat shorter than that.

Once her bladder started feeling full, she knew it was time to leave the corner, whether Alex approved or not. She was starting to think he'd just forgotten about her, anyway, so, after stealing a few stealthy glances over her shoulder, she slowly started to stand up, her eyes firmly fixed on the hallway leading to the bathroom.

She made it a few steps before Alex demanded, "And where do you think you're going?"

Ashley's cheeks flushed as she spun around, feeling strangely bashful about being caught, despite doing something completely normal. "I was just..." she started.

"What you aren't doing is following directions," he shot back, pointing to the corner. "Sit your little, diapered bottom down right now, young lady!"

He'd never used that voice on her before, not until earlier that day... There was just something about it that shook her to her core, especially now that she was dressed like this, although she couldn't help but whine, "They aren't diapers!" as she stomped her foot. What they were was humiliating enough, she didn't need him making it even worse.

"Corner!" he snapped, taking a step towards her. She scrambled back, a little surprised at just how intimidated she felt... She probably could have made a dash for the bathroom, and gotten there before him, but, for some reason, she didn't dare. What would he do when she got back? She couldn't stay in there forever... After that trip to the store, she had no idea what he was capable of.

So, she trudged back to the corner and sat down again, gasping slightly when he followed, though, thankfully, he just reached down and plucked up her water bottle. "I guess I might as well go refill this," he told her. "You're going to be here even longer, because of that..."

"B-But..." she looked up at him, her sitting position making him look very big, incredibly imposing, compared to her. "I-I have to..."

"I don't want to hear another word out of you until I tell you your corner time is over," he cut her off. "And you'd better not move from this spot, either. Do you understand?"

He waited until she nodded before leaving, but that turned out to be a promise she couldn't keep. Almost as soon as he was gone, she felt another pain from her bladder, coming much quicker and more urgent than usual. No matter what she'd told him, she wasn't about to do that in her pants... She gathered up her courage, then sprang to her feet and quickly, quietly, made her way across the living room, picking up speed as she turned the corner into the hallway, feeling her desperation worsen as she made her way towards the bathroom door...

She'd been so wrapped up in keeping from peeing herself, she hadn't even noticed the sound of running water had been coming from in front of her, rather than the kitchen on the other side of the house, not until it stopped, and Alex stepped out of the shadows, right into her path. She ran right into him, then bounced off, falling flat on her bum.

The slight bulk of the Goodnite did provide a little padding to protect from the fall, though it wasn't nearly enough. The impact, and the shock, was too much for her, and, to her horror, she felt a warm wetness flowing throughout the padding surrounding her before she could even process what was going on... By the time she realized she was wetting herself, it was too late. She gasped, cheeks turning darker and darker shades of red as she tried to stop it, despite having already soaked herself, to no avail.

Worst of all was Alex standing over her... If she'd just stayed in the corner, she could have spared herself that, anyway. Did he know what she was doing? She thought he must, surely, though, after a moment, he asked, "And what do you think you're doing, young lady?"

"I-I... umm..." Ashley's mind was too scrambled at the moment to form a coherent answer.

"What's this?!" he bent down, pressing a hand to her soggy, squishy crotch, making her try in vain to wiggle away. "Honestly, Ashley... Were you trying to hide this, like you tried to hide those dirty panties?"

"N-No!" she shook her head. She hadn't even thought of that!

"If only I could believe you," he sighed. "Come on..." He took her hand, helping her up and leading her into their bedroom, opening up her underwear drawer, the thing that had started all of this. "Stay here," he ordered, leaving her there, staring at the open drawer, with all those awful, childish panties... Things she would have loved to be wearing right now instead of these Goodnites, especially now that she'd actually wet herself.

He returned a minute later with the rest of the package of Goodnites. "Clearly, I made the right decision buying these for you," he told her, grabbing up the panties and tossing them onto the bed before replacing them with the Goodnites. "These are your new underwear, from now on... Now, get back to that corner, young lady. I think you're going to be spending the rest of the day, until bedtime, there... And, if you don't improve that attitude, you might be spending most of tomorrow there, too."