A Firm Hand - Part 3 (Patreon)

Unfortunately, without a watermark, I'm not sure which exactly, but I'm pretty sure this picture is property either of UKDiaperGirls or Chloe's Toybox.

The rest of Chloe's summer proceeded in a very similar manner, with her step-sister making her wear diapers, taking her out and forcing her to expose them... Chloe told herself that Faith was being more careful than it seemed, that she wasn't doing anything that would put her in too much danger of getting caught, but whether that was true or not was harder to judge. It definitely felt like some of their adventures were getting awfully risky, with Faith making her expose more and more of her diaper out in public, for longer and longer stretches of time.

The worst had been when they'd gone to the park again, and Chloe had gotten upset at her for just pulling up the skirt she'd made her wear to check her. As a punishment, she'd been put in time out, facing a tree, holding her skirt above her padded bottom. There was a part of it that was a little exciting, at least at the start, knowing there hadn't been anyone nearby. As time ticked on, however, and there were more opportunities for someone to walk by, she began to feel nervous.

"I-It's almost over now, right?" she'd asked, though she had managed a bit of a smile when she turned to look at her step-sister.

"Oooh, almost," Faith had shrugged. "I'm going to have to reset the timer now, because you looked away. Don't worry, Chloe... It's only another half hour."

"Half an hour?!" Chloe had gasped. "Faith! You can't keep me out here like this that long!"

Faith had raised an eyebrow, then nodded. "You're right... Since you want to argue about it, I think we'd better go for an hour. Do you want to try for two? No? Then turn around, and keep that skirt nice and high, so everyone can see what a naughty baby you are. And if you turn around again, we're starting all over again, young lady!"

Chloe was enough of a dork that she was never too upset when it was time for school to start back up; she enjoyed summer, but she also liked learning things, and she lived far enough away that it wasn't easy to see her friends during the break, especially this year, when she had no doubt Faith would have made her spend the trip diapered.

This year, getting back to campus felt sweeter than ever. Faith hadn't been able to resist one final jab, making Chloe wear a diaper for the trip back, while keeping the rest of the package of diapers tucked away for fall break. Saying goodbye to her mom and step-dad had been pretty embarrassing, but it would have taken more than that to dampen her excitement for escaping her step-sister's grasp, and knowing that she finally had a private room waiting for her in the dorms.

The diaper wasn't even that bad, to be honest... She'd spent so much time in them that it saved her car seats during a traffic jam, and then she was able to change into some panties from her luggage at the next gas station, so she could strut into college with no evidence of the way she'd spent her summer vacation.

Chloe had liked all of her roommates, and planned the hang out with them all - or at least the ones who hadn't graduated already - yet it was nice to know she had a place all to herself to go back to at the end of the day. 

Of course, it was still in a dorm, so she wasn't totally alone, as she was reminded with a knock on her door while she unpacked. She was a bit annoyed, assuming it was the RA coming to introduce herself, but she stepped away from her suitcase anyway and went to open up the door, only to have her jaw fall open when she saw who was on the other side.

"D-Daddy?!" she squealed, cheeks burning both at having called him that so loudly, here in the hall, and simply at the sight of him there, in the flesh. He looked exactly like he did in his pictures, and in the video chats they'd had, though, seeing him in person, she was shocked at how much taller he was than her. He really did make her feel like a little girl in front of him. "H-How did...? Wh-What are...?"

"Hello, baby girl," he said, his voice sending a shiver down her spine, coming from a real person and not her phone, or her laptop's speakers. "Can I come in?"

"Y-Yeah," she nodded numbly, stepping back to let him slide into her room. "B-But how did you know...?" She'd never even told him the name of the college she was going to, and, to respect her privacy, he'd never pushed the issue... And now, here he was: not just at her school, in her bedroom!

"Your sister was very concerned for you," he told her. "She sent me some very interesting pictures that make me think that, maybe, that little accident you had at the party might have been because of something more than your drinking. That's why I'm here, to make sure you're taken care of. How is that diaper of yours doing?"

Chloe gulped, the word 'diaper' coming from him making her knees feel a little weak. "Umm..." 

"I know you didn't take it off," Mark said, in a tone that made it obvious he knew otherwise, "not when it's so clear you need it. Not even you are that naughty, are you?" Chloe shook her spinning head, breathing a sigh of relief when he took her by the hand, leading her out of the dorm, instead of checking her undies.

She was less pleased when she discovered he was taking her to a doctor's office. Thankfully, he gave her privacy to get undressed, allowing her to hide her damp panties - she was more used to wearing diapers than she'd thought - from him, and get her humiliating, invasive check-up... But the doctor called him in afterwards to discuss the results.

"I see no medical reason she'd be having accidents," the doctor shrugged. "I can only assume it's out of laziness. I can recommend several medical diapers that should help."

"No!" Chloe gasped. "I don't need diapers!"

The doctor and her Daddy ignored her, like a pair of adults overlooking a bratty little girl's protests. "I can give you a sample of one to try now, since the underwear she wore in are soaked."

Chloe nibbled her bottom lip as her secret was revealed. Daddy accepted the offer, of course, taping her into the bulky medical diaper right there on the exam table. "We're going to go buy you some diapers," he informed her. "And then you, little girl, are getting a spanking for taking your diaper off in the first place, and wetting your panties... And I think we have quite a few more to catch up on, too, don't we?"

Chloe squirmed, feeling the diaper beneath her, stomach churning as all of her lies and fantasies came home to roost at once. She was finally about to get spanked for real... And then, her sore, pink bottom was going right back into a diaper. She could try to tell him the truth, that she hadn't done all of those things he was about to punish her for, but there was no denying that she had removed her diaper... And her lying would probably be just as much of a reason to spank her as all those other transgressions. Maybe she'd earned this after all...

"Such a naughty, bratty little girl," he shook his head, taping her diaper up. "I knew you needed a firm hand, but I had no idea it was this bad. Failing your classes, stealing from your mother, willfully peeing your pants because you're too lazy to go to the bathroom... I think some time in diapers will really help set you straight. I'm going to be taking all your panties home with me, and if you want them back, you're going to have to come visit, and convince me you've changed your ways... And if you can't, I'll be sending you back with a sore bottom and a suitcase full of diapers instead. Do you understand?"

Chloe nodded meekly, her diaper dampening already in the face of her Daddy's wrath. "Good. And I want you to thank your sister for helping show me it was time to intervene directly, once your spanking is finished."

Chloe scowled at the idea of saying 'thank you' to Faith for everything she'd done, though it didn't last long before she got a look from Mark, and she obediently changed her reaction to, "Y-Yes, Daddy," like the scared little girl she was.