Mommy's Girl (Part 5) (Patreon)

 Chapter 10 - The New Girl 

Jane took Halle and sat her down at the kitchen table. 

Halle: Such a nice place Jane, when do I get the tour?

Tilly: In a minute.

She interjected quickly, and sat down in the chair next to Halle, a stern look on her face. She was actually giddy with excitement, but she couldn’t show it yet. This next step was crucial. Jane stood behind Halle; there was a handcuff on the chair that Halle failed to notice, but was Jane’s job to secure her once the demands started. Halle took notice of Tilly’s sternness and questioned.

Halle: Is everything okay?

Tilly: Oh everything’s perfect. You’re perfect.

Halle blushed and chuckled, and looked down in shyness.

Halle: Oh stop Tilly, you’re embarrassing.

Tilly: I mean, you have a beautiful body.

Halle had another chuckle, this time a little more uncomfortable. Tilly reached under the table and grabbed a folder. 

Tilly: I mean, I have a hard time not looking at these.

CLICK. Jane clipped the handcuff onto one of Halle’s hands and she turned to realize what had just happened. Fear washed over her and she whipped her head back around to see Tilly sliding a face down page towards her. 

Halle: Ti-Tilly….What’s going on…

Her voice trembled and her hands were shaking. 

Tilly: Look at that.

Her voice was calm, but equally demanding. Halle stared at Tilly, intensely nervous, and slowly raised her shaking free hand to the page on the table. Carefully and very deliberately, she lifted the corner of the photo and turned it. When she saw half of it, she knew what it was and immediately slammed if back onto the table. She sniffled and gasped in panicked tears, and only looked at the blank back of the page.

Halle: H-h-how di-d-d you get this?

Tilly smirked smugly then got up from her chair, paced the table and explained.

Tilly: Because the last few weeks, you have been talking to a ‘sports star’ named Jason, right? Well, that was me. You are a very kinky girl Halle, to my pleasure. I have every single photo, every single promiscuous message screenshotted, backed-up, printed off, and ready to send to everyone you know, even...your parents.   

Halle jerked her body and was reminded of the handcuff around her wrist. She remained staring down at the photo, breathing fast and heavy, listening to every work Tilly said. Once Tilly finished her speech, a sound of water dripping cut the silence of the room. Tilly looked up at Jane in confusion, then followed Janes shocked gaze to the seat of Halle’s chair.

The girl was wetting herself in fear. 

A puddle of pee grew under her chair and near her feet where the warm liquid was flowing down her legs. Halle remained in her state of panic, with not even a single acknowledgment to the accident. Tilly smiled and laughed in celebration. She fucking loved this. 

Jane watched on in disbelief and jealousy. Halle was too perfect. Young and pretty, as well as a weak bladdered accident prone baby. Tilly hit her jackpot, and Jane couldn’t help but let the anger grow inside her.

Halle finally mustered the strength to form more words.

Halle: What do you want from me.

Tilly was dancing around and taking pictures of the scene, even going so far to spread Halle’s legs and get a picture of her soaking wet crotch. Once she was finished her fun, she sat back down.

Tilly: Babygirl bring it to me. 

Halle: Babygirl? That’s your...mom...

Jane stalled, ignoring Tilly and still fuming inside. Tilly got impatient.

Tilly: NOW!

Halle jumped in her seat, causing a splash near her bottom. Jane turned and stormed off, then returned with a thick, pink diaper and slammed it on the table. Halle took a second to recognize what it was, then looked up to Tilly confused.

Halle: A...diaper?

Tilly: You are to wear them 24/7, no matter what. 

Halle: What?

Tilly: You be quiet!

Halle sunk deep into her pee covered seat, trembling.

Tilly: You are now a full-time diaper wearer and a part-time babygirl. You are to always use your diaper and never again use a toilet, and when you are here at home you are to take on the role of my baby. You will call me Mommy, act like a toddler, talk like a toddler, pee and poop in your diapers like a toddler, everything. 

Halle’s mind raced around the absurdity of it all, her mouth open wide in confused shock.

Tilly: Outside the house, other than the diapers, you will continue your normal life. Luckily we go to school together so I can keep a close eye on you, but everything else remains the same. If you do everything I say, follow the rules, and don’t try to escape us, these pictures will never be seen by anyone outside this room. But if you disobey, or worse, go to anyone for help, I will ruin your perfect little life with every piece of ammunition I have. And trust me, these pictures won't be all. From here on out, you’re mine. Understand?

Halle didn’t answer. She just remained in her confused shock.

Tilly: You don’t believe me. Baby Jane why don’t you come here.

Jane stood still again, her rage heating up her face. She gripped her arm tightly, digging her nails into her own skin so far she left a mark. Tilly got up out of her chair and banged her fist on the table. 

Tilly: Do I have to ask again?

Jane turned slowly and walked over to Tilly cautiously. When she was close enough, Tilly grabbed at Jane’s waistband and yanked her over to her. Jane squeaked in surprise and in one motion, Tilly torn down her mother’s pants. 

Halle’s eyes were instantly drawn to the white and yellow underwear on Jane, and everything became real. She saw what Tilly was talking about, what she was about to become, and then she started to finally cry. 

When she looked down, Jane was annoyed to see she had wet herself during this confrontation. She of course couldn’t feel it release, but the fact that she was now on full display in a wet diaper to a stranger caused an intense feeling of humiliation. 

Tilly: Now. Let’s get my little girl cleaned up, then we’re going for dinner.
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