The Pamperess: Naughty Bulgeta (Patreon)

“Nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!”

“Come on, Bulgeta, you can do it!” The Pamperess yelled, encouraging her four-year-old daughter Bulgeta to concentrate her energy. It’s been several years since Vegeta, the prince of all Saiyans, was turned into The Pamperess’s daughter.

Today Bulma had a business trip to attend to, so The Pamperess had some free time to spend with their daughter. Their two other kids have already been sent off to college, and all that was left was their forever pampered baby Bulgeta.

Every now and then, when she had the time, she found it fun to take Bulgeta out and allow her to experience what it means to grow up, but her mind would always remain that of a baby’s.

“Nnnnnnnnhhhhh! Mommy, I can’t do it!” Bulgeta whined. “It to hward!”

“Now, now, baby, what did mommy tell you?” The Pamperess said, leaning her succulent breasts in front of her child, who had already started drooling at the mere sight of them.

“Mama, milkies?” Bulgeta asked, reaching for her favorite pair of breasts.

“Ah, ah, ah, not yet~,” The Pamperess said, teasing her child, moving her fat tits away from her grasp. “If baby wants milkies, then the baby will have to get them for herself~.”

“But I can’t rweach~,” Bulgeta whined, knowing that her mommy was teasing her, and it frustrated her to no end. “Mommy is a big meanie! I want milkies!” she yelled, starting to throw a tantrum.

“I want milkies! I want milkies! I want milkies!” she screamed at the top of her lungs.

“That is it, young lady. You need to learn your lesson!” The Pamperess said, using her magic to pick Bulgeta up into the air and float her giant pink diapered butt in front of her mommy.

“Noooooo! Mommy no! I dorry! No spankies!” Bulgeta cried out to her. “I be good! I train! I train!”

“It’s good that you understand what you did wrong, but that does not excuse you from your punishment,” The Pamperess said to her, using her magic to take off Bulgeta’s surprisingly clean diaper. That would have to change soon. No daughter of hers would be wandering around without at least a soiled diaper.

Bulgeta was usually such a cute obedient girl when she was a baby, but whenever The Pamperess aged her up a bit, her precious little angel would start to become unruly and a bit of a spoiled brat. Not that she was complaining. Her current state was a far better improvement than when she was still Vegeta. She did the entire universe a favor by making him her daughter. Perhaps one day she could bring her into the family business, but not today. Today she was showing her sweet child that it is very naughty of her to throw tantrums.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

“Wahhhhh! Mommy! I dorryy! I dorry!” Bulgeta cried as tears rolled down her cheeks.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

“There, all done,” The Pamperess said, going easy on her daughter today because she had something even more humiliating in mind for her. “Now let’s get you back into your diapie and get you fed~,” she said, using her magic to place the diaper back onto Bulgeta’s already red ass and placing her back down onto the ground.

“And here, for being such a good girl and bearing through you spankies, your milky.”

SNAP!

The Pamperess snapped her, and a giant pink sippy cup filled with The Pamperess’ milk and a ton of laxatives for her precious baby girl appeared in Bulgeta’s hands.

“But I want da milkies~,” Bulgeta whined, looking up at her mommy with a cute little puppy dog stare because she wanted her milkies directly from the source.

“Sorry, baby, but not right now. You still need to earn it,” The Pamperess said to her disappointment. “If you drink the milky that mommy gave you, I will show you what you have to do to earn these~,” she said, fondling her fat tits in front of her.

“Okay~!” Bulgeta yelled happily, chugging the milk in her bottle as fast as she could.

“Good girl~,” The Pamperess said, picking her baby up into her arms before using Goku’s instant transmission to bring them right in front of a karate dojo for little kids.

After a bit of talking with the dojo’ master, The Pamperess stripped Bulgeta down to her diapie and just put the top part of a white gi over her, showing her giant diapie to the other children there.

“Pfft! Look at the baby!” “I’m sorry, but you need to be at least potty trained to be in this class.” “OMG, she’s so cute!” The children around her began to laugh and make fun of her as Bulgeta’s stomach started to feel strange.

“Mommy, I no feel good,” she said, turning around to face her mother.

“Aww, it’s alright, sweetly~,” The Pamperess gently said to her, knowing that the laxatives would soon begin taking effect.

“Mommy wants you to fight that boy right there,” she said, pointing over to a blond-haired boy who looked no older than five years old. “If you beat him, you can have all the milkies you want, and I’ll take you out to get ice cream.”

“Okay, mommy! I got dis!” Bulgeta yelled confidently. Her mommy told her stories about a time when she was a big strong man. She could easily beat this child. Or at least that’s what she thought. Within seconds of starting the match, she was alright, flat on her diapered ass, before she even knew it!

Feeling embarrassed that she had just lost to this boy, she couldn’t stop what was about to happen.

BLOOOORP!

Bulgeta messed her diapered in front of all the other kids without even having the chance to hold it back.

“Ahahahahahahahahahaha!!!!” All of the kids there started to laugh at her making her cry.

“What a baby!” “You stink!” “Aww, does someone need a diapie change?”

HISSSSSSSSSSSS

“Wahhhhhhhhh!!!!” Too distraught to do anything, Bulgeta started to wet her diapie in fear of the big kids that were making fun of her.

“There, there, mommy is here,” The Pamperess said, picking Bulgeta up into her arms and squishing her diapie a bit. Nice and full, just how it should be. “Let’s get you home, baby needs her nappies, and when she wakes up, she’ll get all the milkies she deserves~.”