P5: A babyish show! (Patreon)

The club was abuzz with activity, its patrons wandering about. Renting out Bar Crossroads for a night, while costly, proved to be a fantastic choice, one Shiho Suzui hadn't regretted in the slightest. She sat watching the people invited while they waited for the show she’d promised them with bated breath. "They've waited long enough," she thought, standing from her booth seat.

Ann Takamaki looked at her partner as she left with confusion. “Shiho, where are you going?” she asked, attempting to grab her partner’s arm but it slipped past the shiny pink rubber of her latex mitt. Shiho didn’t answer the question, she only looked at Ann seriously and said: “Stay.”

Ann obeyed, pushing her mitted hands against the billowy red rubber skirt around her waist. She knew her partner’s dominating command was law and she had no problem following it. “Oh, how much has changed since high school…” she thought.

With her cemented position Ann watched her partner cross the bar, all the way to the karaoke stage at the opposite end. She stepped up and like magic the whole room went quiet, waiting for the first words to ring out.

Shiho took a deep breath then brought her mouth up to the microphone. “Welcome everybody,” she said, making a sweeping gesture to the audience.

Ann was surprised and looked up at her partner quizzically: normally she was the outgoing one, not Shiho. She'd not been clued in on the “performance” that was about to occur either so her confusion only grew when the dark-haired domme called her up to the stage.

“I promised all of you a display of a proper sub so I’ll bring mine up,” Shiho said, “Ann, please come to the stage.”

Never one to disobey Ann stood, feeling several eyes land on her. She had no issue with the gaze of strangers as they took in the sight of her diaper–in fact, she was proud of it. Ann had become the premier model for multiple ABDL companies in recent months and often hit the streets of Shinjuku fully babyfied. It was likely all these people had seen her online already.

She’d only taken one step towards the stage when Shiho stopped her with a simple command. “No,” she said, her voice dripping with authority, “crawl.”

There was no hesitation. Ann dropped onto her hands and knees, proceeding forward with a shameless sauntering crawl while the patrons of the bar split to open a pathway.

“Please, please,” Shiho said from above, “Make some room for my perfect little model and observe her diaper butt swaying!”

Ann didn’t falter; she plodded up to the stage on all fours with pride while enjoying the attention garnered from the mystified patrons. After climbing up the small stairway Ann positioned herself next to Shiho, sitting back on her diapered bottom.

Shiho looked down at her and smiled, patting Ann on the head. “And what a good girl she is!”

Ann bounced a little at the praise, beaming brightly at the crowd.

“Ann here is the perfect picture of submissiveness, she does exactly as she’s told.”

The blonde nodded next to Shiho ,confirming her words vigorously.

“Like what we talked about today, do you want to tell the crowd about what I asked you to do when we left our apartment?” Shiho asked, lowering the microphone down to Ann’s level.

She actually remembered the request well–it had her stomach gurgling even now as she took the receiver. She giggled and gave it a little shake, imitating a rattle before speaking to the crowd. “Well, I couldn’t have foreseen this,” she started, laughing and waving to the audience, “ like Mommy Shiho was saying when we were leav—”

“SHHH!”

Ann’s eyes went wide and she looked up at her mistress.

“You know what I want Ann: do it in your baby voice.” Shiho ordered.

The blonde’s brow furrowed. This was one of the sticking points between her and Shiho: as much as she didn’t mind being “little”, Ann had a real issue putting on the baby voice that her partner loved to tease her about so much.

“I-I... she ordered me to hold it all da—” Ann started again, daring to disobey the command.

In seconds Shiho dropped to the edge of the stage, sitting on the hardwood before taking Ann over her knee in front of the whole crowd. After a moment of fumbling, she found the padding buried beneath Ann's lacy petticoats. With her target locked, Shiho laid down several solid swats to her rebellious baby’s bottom.

“You see sometimes even the perfect baby girl decides she doesn’t want to listen so you have to be swift with punishment.”

The crowd around the pair oohed and aahed, but under Shiho’s forceful swats Ann was busy struggling. She was used to getting spanked but the knee pushing against her abdomen caused a level of additional discomfort. She’d not used her diaper all day and the forceful movements paired with the pressure were bringing Ann to the edge.

She was about to fill her diaper…

The blonde was doing her best to hold back the torrent based on Shiho’s earlier command, but she could feel herself failing between spankings. Ann cringed as a wave of mush pushed into her padding, causing it to stretch underneath her "Mommy's" hand.

“Oh my!” Shiho exclaimed, “Look at that, even while she’s getting spanked. I’m sure everybody in the front row can smell it but for those in the back, my little Ann has just failed the most basic task of not filling her pants. What a big baby she is!”

Now the embarrassment of the situation was running through Ann. Normally she wouldn’t be so affected–she’d even used her diaper in public before! It was as if the combination of her spanking, the squelching of her diaper and the scolding from Shiho created the perfect storm. She was actually embarrassed. It'd been so long since she felt that sense of bashful awkwardness.

“No more!” she shouted, moving to get off her partner’s lap.

She was surprised to feel that Shiho wasn’t letting her up. She instead laid an arm across Ann’s lower back, holding the blonde in place.

“I don’t think so!” Shiho proclaimed, “I need a paddle, please somebody bring me a paddle.”

Ann’s eyes went wide and she struggled more, wailing like an unhappy toddler as she did so. It would seem her and Shiho’s show was far from over. Not that she really minded–despite her protests, she had to admit that deep down she was enjoying herself.