A Normal Homecoming - Chapter 1 (Patreon)

Another entry in the Normal series, commissioned by Zander Chesney.

Lexi breathed a sigh of relief, looking behind herself anxiously, hardly able to believe she'd made it home at last. Her landlady was usually very understanding about her long absences, to the point where Lexi sometimes wondered if she suspected the truth about her, but this had gone on far longer than she'd expected... In fact, she wasn't even certain how long it had been, at this point.

And, if the landlady didn't have any inkling about who she was, she'd definitely get one now if she popped up at the wrong time while Lexi wasted time feeling sorry for herself. She was normally careful about staying away from here while she was in costume as Vanadis... This time, however, she hadn't had the opportunity to change, had to simply pray that nobody saw. She'd been lucky to find it on her way out; she wasn't about to complain, linger any longer than she had to in order to find a disguise. It was all such a blur, she couldn't quite recall how she'd even done it, though she was confident that would come back to her in the coming days, as she devised a new plan to help everyone else.

For now, she needed to get inside, get changed, maybe spend an evening trying to forget about what she'd been through, rather than wallowing in it. She closed her eyes, wrapping her hand around the doorknob, giving it a turn, a push...

"Where have you been, young lady?" an all-too-familiar voice demanded harshly. "And what are you wearing?!"

Her eyes popped open in fright, stomach dropping as she saw her standing there, clear as day, hands on her hips as she waited for an answer. "N-No," Lexi whimpered, taking an anxious step back, a thing that one of the most powerful heroes in the world - in the galaxy, for that matter - did not have to do often, but that felt completely justified now. "Y-You can't be here..."

In a flash, the woman was across the room, catching her, pushing the apartment door closed, her hand clamping around Lexi's wrist like a vise. "Let me go!" Lexi whined, stomping her foot, noting that she did not hear the clank of her armored boots as she did so.

"Not until I hear an explanation I'm happy with," the woman told her. "You know you're out past your curfew... And these clothes are absolutely disgraceful!"

"N-No, they're..." Lexi pouted, looking down at herself, her confusion only growing as she saw that, rather than her costume, she was in a tiny black skirt and crop top, a mesh overshirt over the latter that did nothing to hide how skimpy it was, her feet adorned with lace ankle socks and black sneakers. She looked more like a disobedient teen, rather than the adult superhero she knew she was, and she felt that way, too, thrashing in the woman's grip, unable to break free despite her enormous strength.

It took her far longer than she cared to admit to realize the truth, to realize that she was trapped, again, stuck in another dream. "This isn't real," she announced, staring the woman in the eye with as much defiance as she could muster, which, after the things she had done to her in other dreams, wasn't as much as she would have liked.

"It isn't, huh?" the woman reached out, giving Lexi's hair a stroke, pulling a few strands out of place where the girl could see them more clearly, her brow furrowing at what she saw. "Are you on drugs, too?"

"N-No," Lexi groaned again, heart pounding. She was still blonde... Didn't that mean that this was real? But if that was the case... She felt her hand curling into a fist, knowing she ought to have her powers, that she should be able to fight back...

"I know you aren't thinking about hitting me, young lady," the woman snapped. "You're already in enough trouble as it is!"

Lexi felt her toes turning inwards bashfully, so confused, so uncertain... Exactly where Mommy wanted her to be.

"I didn't think so," the woman smirked, sitting down on Lexi's sofa. "We might as well get started, then."

Lexi let out a yelp as she was pulled down over the woman's lap, a place she'd been countless times, or so it seemed, but never in the real world, never like this. She shouldn't be scared of it, if that was the case, shouldn't think that this woman could possibly hurt her with her bare hand, and yet she could feel herself quivering, cowering in fear, eyes welling with tears already.

"Pl-Please, don't!" she begged. "I-I can help you! I-I can get you away from her! I-I know that you don't want to do this, that she's manipulating you! I-If you... N-No!"

She kicked her feet in vain as her skirt was slid down, completely off of her bottom, to her knees, hearing a disgusted sniff from above her right before the woman looped her fingers around the waistband of Lexi's panties, giving them a harsh tug. Lexi squeaked, turning her head, barely able to see the tiny, skimpy G-string.

"The rest of these clothes are awful and inappropriate," the woman lectured, pulling on the underwear again, "but these take the cake! I've told you time and time again that you are not allowed to buy, much less wear, these slutty... things... while you're living under my roof!"

"I-I'm not!" Lexi protested. "This is my apartment!"

"Fortunately for you, young lady, I have some underwear that's going to suit you far, far better," the woman informed her, reaching past Lexi's face, picking something up off of the end table. Lexi heard the crinkling, knew right away what it was, her stomach sinking. It was hardly a surprise by now, though somehow, that didn't make it any less mortifying, didn't make her want to see them, to acknowledge them, any more, especially not when she had her head turned, her blonde hair, the indicator that this must really be happening, in the corner of her vision.

"Look at them, Lexi!" the woman demanded, pushing the folded-up diaper against the girl's face. Lexi whimpered, wriggled, head swimming as she breathed in the scent of baby powder and lotion, her toes curling as the scent instantly took her back there, back to the place she'd just escaped from. "These are what you're wearing from now on! No more big girl panties for you... You've proven you can't be trusted with them."

"Yes, I can!" Lexi insisted, feet flailing uselessly. For a split second, as the woman set the diaper back down on the end table, she thought that perhaps she'd won, convinced her...

And then her other hand came slamming down on Lexi's backside. Lexi let out a squeal, eyes widening in shock and pain, the tears that had been gathering there starting to flow already, after a single spank. That had never happened in any of the dreams, only here, in the real world, which made her feel that much more vulnerable, that much more pathetic... She was a superhero! She should be able to endure a simple spanking! The woman didn't even have a hairbrush!

It shouldn't be possible... Lexi didn't know Diamond Dream that well, had met her only in passing before all this, but she did know that, in the real world, she wasn't particularly powerful... It was only within the illusions she created that she could give herself that kind of strength. There was no way, no matter what Mommy had been doing to her, that she could have made Lexi this weak...

Indeed, as she squirmed and squealed, the woman's hand coming down again and again across her bottom, turning it pink and warm, she caught glimpses of her hair, seeing it darken, turning browner as her mind realized the truth, that she'd never gotten away at all, that she was, instead, still trapped within one of Diamond Dream's traps... Not that it made any of this any less painful, or embarrassing.

If anything, it made it worse. She had been so certain, so positive that it was real, despite the indications otherwise, despite her being unable to remember how she'd gotten back to her apartment, how she'd broken free of Mommy's nursery in the first place, how she had just so happened to be able to find, and take, her costume back on her way out. It hadn't even bothered her that much that she had left Clarke, her own sister, there, along with all those other heroes...

And, apparently, herself. She was still there, too, right with them, even if, in her mind, she was in her apartment, getting spanked silly by Diamond Dream, blubbering like a little girl until, finally, the other woman was satisfied, sliding Lexi off of her lap, tossing her panties and skirt aside and unfolding the diaper to slip beneath her well-punished tush.

"D-Diamond, please," Lexi sniffed. "I-I know this isn't real... I-I know you can stop this, and get me out of here, and..."

"Hush," the woman replied, tugging the diaper up tightly between Lexi's legs, giving the crotch of it a pat. Lexi gasped, cheeks darkening, humiliated by the tingling she felt at that simple contact through the padding, at what she was afraid that meant for her, for what the time she'd spent here had already done to her mind, no matter how hard she'd tried to resist it. "This is where you belong, young lady... And it's where you're going to stay from now on."

The sound of the diaper's tape being opened sent a flutter through Lexi's tummy, the same way it always did. "I-I can get you out of here!" she promised. "J-Just help me, and I'll help you!"

"Why would I need any help?" Diamond Dream scoffed. "I'm Mommy's right hand girl!"

"No, you're not!" Lexi shook her head. "You only think you are when you're in your illusions! I-I've seen it! When you're not, she treats you like the rest of her babies! Y-You...!"

She was silenced by the sound of the final taping ripping open, the feeling of the woman pressing it to the landing strip with a gentle rub, sealing Lexi into her diaper. Lexi knew it was useless, yet she couldn't help, as always, reaching down, pawing at the tapes, pulling at them with all of her superheroine might, only for them to refuse to budge even the slightest, a mortifying reminder of her helplessness here, under Diamond Dream's control.

"I think some time-out is what you need," the woman tugged her up to her feet, turning her around to face the wall. "If you can be good and stay there until Mommy comes to get you, I bet she'll even let you make stickies, despite how naughty you've been."

"N-No!" Lexi pouted, wanting to stomp her feet, but finding her sneakers frozen to the floor. "I-I don't wanna make stickies!"

And yet, she could feel that tingling between her legs intensifying at the mere mention of it, her mouth watering slightly. Mentally, she knew that she shouldn't want it; physically, she couldn't help herself, knowing how good it felt... She whimpered, rubbing her throbbing bottom through her diaper, head turned as she watched Diamond Dream saunter away, proud of herself.

Lexi sighed, nibbling her bottom lip anxiously. How long would the time-out be today? They were almost worse than the spankings, her stuck in one place, anxiety growing in the pit of her stomach at the thought of facing Mommy again, of letting that villain find her this way, gloat over what she'd had her pawn, Diamond Dream, do to her this time...

And there was nothing she could do about it, no way for her to move her feet, or take off her diaper, no matter how long it felt like it took, the illusion able to make it feel like hours, or even days, when in reality she knew it was far, far shorter. All she could do was stand there and wait, blushing both at how soon her bladder gave in on her nowadays and began dribbling into her diaper, and at how much she was looking forward to the 'reward' she knew Mommy was going to give her, and think about how she'd gotten here, how she'd ended up so hopelessly trapped...