Millie's Sorority Downfall - Commission Caption (Patreon)

It wasn't what Millie thought it would be. 

The university experience. Sounded cool. She wanted it. Who didn't? But when Millie was finally invited to be a part of a sorority, she found out the hard way that not everything that glitters is gold. 

"I'm not going to a party wearing a diaper!" said Millie to her best friend, who was already dressed for the party. 

"Andrea said you had to. It's your last chance. I thought you wanted this," said Kendra. 

"I do, but...It's so humiliating."

"You just have to wear it for a night. And you don't need to use it or anything. So it's just like underwear if you think about it." 

"But what about the accessories?" 

"You mean the pacifier? I think it's cute."

"I don't wanna be cute! I wanna be sexy! It's our first-ever party here. I don't wanna be known as the creepy baby one!" said Millie, hoping to convince her friend to quit the sorority with her. 

"Millie, if you don't wanna do it. Don't. No one's forcing you. I'll be going with the costume they gave me. I'm entering. Even if you don't." 

Millie wanted it. She would meet the right people. She would get the right job. She would get the ideal husband. It all depended on her entering the sorority. So she sighed, knowing there was really no other option. 

"I'll go to," she said, mustering a smile. 

Millie felt ridiculous walking around in nothing but a t-shirt and a diaper. Though oddly, it wasn't as uncomfortable as she had expected. Andrea, the sorority president, and the rest of her new sisters complimented her on how cute she looked. Even going as far as touching her padded butt, which served to get Millie more self-conscious about her situation. It was all going well. She had been drinking and talking with as many people as she could when she felt the call of nature. Being an adult and not a baby, she rushed to the bathroom only to find an endless line of girls waiting. So she rushed to the other bathroom. The same. 

"I think the baby needs to make a pee," said Andrea, who was walking around the house, ensuring everyone was having a great time. 

"It's not funny," said Millie, "I really need to go."

"No one's stopping you," she said, smiling devilishly. 

Millie didn't have much choice, jumping from one leg to another. She knew she wouldn't last that long now. She clenched her legs tight, hoping the line would move faster, but after a few minutes, nothing. 

"Someone must've fallen asleep in the bathroom. Again!" she heard someone say. 

At this point, she couldn't just hold it any longer. She rushed outside, hoping she could pee near a bush. But her bladder decided it was time to let go. And within just a few feet from the entryway, she stopped and released hours of urine into her diaper. She blushed, sobbing, hoping no one had noticed. But it was too much to ask. 

"Ew! She just peed herself," Millie heard all around her.

There were giggles, chuckles, all-out laughs. And it just made her feel smaller and more pathetic than she already felt. It wasn't until Kendra came to her rescue and led her off the party that Millie felt a little bit more secure. 

Back in their apartment, Kendra helped her off the diaper. She did it so carefully and softly that it was as if Millie couldn't remember why she had been upset. She didn't even care that her best friend was undressing her. She didn't complain when Kendra washed her private parts or when she procured one more diaper. 

"Why?" asked Millie. 

"You're drunk. I don't want you ruining the mattress." 

It made sense. So Millie played along. What she didn't know is that it was all Kendra's and Andrea's plan. The two had been lovers for a while. The two were looking to have a baby. But not a real one. They wanted an Adult Baby. And now Millie was on her way to becoming one. And she would soon call Andrea and Kendra her Mommy and Daddy, respectively. 

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