Goth Girl No More (Part 4) FINALE (Patreon)

Sarah’s mouth, still agape, moved up and down slightly as she tried to find the words to defend herself but found nothing to say. Technically the woman was right, she had wet herself after all simply because she couldn’t control it. Even if the woman had been the one to cause it, trying to blame the accident on her would only prove to make her look even more childish and might even earn her another punishment.

Sarah felt miserable as her body squirted out the last little drops into her padding until she was finally finished. Her diaper now felt like a warm wet prison that she knew she wouldn’t be able to talk off unless her “Mommy” let her.

“All done sweetie? You are a very good baby for Mommy. You must have really had to go.” The woman knelt down and pressed her hand firmly onto Sarah’s crotch, making the girl squirm as the warm wet crinkly material was pressed against her skin. “You soaked this thing little girl. We’ll get you a change soon enough, but not yet.”

Sarah immediately started whining a little as the woman finished. The only thing she could imagine grosser than being forced to do what she’d done in a diaper as an adult, was then being forced to sit in it and wait for a change for who knows how long. The previously Goth girl went to speak, but stopped when her stomach started to groan again painfully. With a soft whimper she helplessly held her tummy as she felt the clear need to... relieve herself completely.

“Can I... can I go use the toilet? Please?” Sarah spoke softly, her voice now a little hoarse from how much she had yelled before. The woman simply smiled at her.

“Oh, why ever would you need to do that? No, I don’t think so. Your new toilet is right here sweetie.” Mommy said as she pressed her finger once more against Sarah’s soggy padding.

“P-please... I... I need to go to the bathroom. I need to do... the other thing.” Sarah said, emphasizing words to make her point as clear as possible. The woman just continued smirking at her. She already knew.

“Well then you might as well get it over with then huh?” She giggled as she grabbed Sarah by her arms and lifted her up off the ground. As she did so Sarah suddenly felt the pressure in her lower gut grow much worse. Even though she hadn’t meant to fall on the ground, she didn’t realize how much the hard surface of the floor was helping her hold it in until that feeling was taken away.

Her “Mommy” was happy as she could be as she pulled Sarah all the way up, then turned her around and bent her over practically 90 degrees at the waist, so she was now giving the woman a perfect view of her soggy padded bottom.

Sarah could feel the pressure growing worse and worse by the second. This new position she was standing in was doing nothing to help her try to hold it back. “Please... M-Mommy. Please can I go to the bathroom? I don’t wanna do this...”

The woman just chuckled in response and gave Sarah’s poor sore behind a solid pat. “You sure can dearie. Right into your pants. Come on now babygirl. Be good. Fill up your diapie for Mommy.” Sarah groaned painfully and tried to hold it back, but a few more seconds later she had no choice but to obey the woman’s order.

She grit her teeth and whimpered as she felt the gates open and a huge flood of warm squishy mush rush into the back of her diaper. As she stood there her knees buckled as she felt the padding being filled up more and more, the mushy accident filling up every crevice of padding it could find and staining the back of Sarah’s mostly white diaper a deep brown color in the back. It was this point that Sarah finally broke. She couldn’t handle it anymore and began bawling as her bowels continued to betray her. Despite how gross the mush and sogginess in her diaper was, it wasn’t like any more would make much of a difference. She stopped any amount of trying to hold her bladder and bowel and just her body finish its business. At this point, there was no reason to try to hold the rest in.

“Oh yes babygirl, get it all out of you. That’s good.” She gave Sarah’s messy butt a couple more soft pats as she felt the girls’ diaper push out more and more with the force of her accident. Her first of many the woman thought with a satisfying grin. The girl really was precious after all, she just needed a little help and would never go back to wearing those horrendous Goth clothes she’d had on before. Mommy would raise her right this time. How long that would take though... she couldn’t say. Having a babygirl was just too much fun...
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