That Girl's Ass (Picture) (Patreon)

We need a clean up on aisle seven" the overhead speaker blared. Donald scoffed at the age old announcement, as him and his girlfriend Wanda made their way down the bread aisle. "So are we good on bread this week? I was thinking about getting some kind of pumpernickel this time, you know we really should...." Donald slowly tuned Wanda out. He didn't care, bread was the last thing on his mind right now. All he cared about was the voluptuous, thick, perfect ass another woman had across the aisle. His gaze was practically glued to this girl. Every subtle move she made, every slight jiggle from shifting her weight, it was pure ecstasy. He'd never seen such an immaculate ass in his entire life.

"We could try the Rye, I never really liked it but.... Honey are you...." Wanda shifted her view from the bread, to her boyfriend. He didn't even snap out of his daze, he was still starting directly at this girl's ass. Wanda shot a curious look, as she turned her head to follow Donald's gaze. As her head swiveled down the aisle, she figured out what was taking up her boyfriends attention. She immediately scoffed, and turned back to her boyfriend.

"UGH! What is fucking wrong with you!" Wanda yelled, smacking Donald across the face. Donald immediately snapped out of his gaze, as he turned back to his girlfriend. "Hey what the fuck was that for?!" He said back, stroking his face. Wanda just shot him a dirty look and rolled her eyes. "God, you're such a fucking child sometimes. Have you no respect for woman?" She said, turning back to the bread. Donald just shrugged, "Wanda, come on.." He seemed apologetic, as he grabbed Wanda's shoulder. She let him spin her around to face him again. Her anger subsided a little, telling herself she'd forgive him if he just apologized. He looked her in the eyes and said, "... You know it's a damn good ass."

Wanda's face contorted into shock. Her mouth hung wide open, as she slowly shook her head. She lifted her hand upward, and without a second thought, *SNAP*

Instantly Donald's clothes melted away, replaced with a light blue shirt that read, "I love my diapers" across it, and a thick diaper taped onto this waist.. He shook his head as he processed the sudden change, shooting his head down to look at his new apparel. "Mommy what the fricken hecks! GASP!" Donald said, as the wrong words came out that formed in his head. Wanda just shout back a smirk. "You wanna act like a child? Then you're going to have to be dressed as one." She said, placing her hand on her hip. He suddenly went red with embarrassment, "But but... but what if someone sees me! They'll think I'm some kind of stupid head!" He said, as he began to nibble on his thumb. "Oh, why would they, Sweetie? Why would they care about seeing a little baby run around in his T-shirt and diaper?" *SNAP*

"OH. MY. GOOODDDD!!!!!!" The woman with the fat ass screamed from across the aisle. She suddenly bolted down the row of bread toward Wanda and Donald. "HE'S SO FRICKEN CUTE!" She yelled, as she barely slowed down in time to not hit them. She immediately grabbed his cheeks, "Awww, such a cute wittwe baby boy! Are you a cutie? Yeah? Yes you are! Yes you are!" The woman said in a mocking baby voice. *Sniff sniff* "Ooohhh did someone make a big stinky for their mommy?!" The woman said, motioning toward Wanda. Wanda snorted and said, "He must have! This is around the time he does. God he's just impossible to potty train you know?" The woman just shook her head in agreement. Donald shot his hands to the back of his diaper to confirm their assessment. Sure enough, the second his hands hit his backside, he could feel the warm squishy mess. His face turned an even deeper shade of red, popping his thumb in his mouth as he did so.

"Yeah, and in the middle of a grocery store too? You must really not have a clue you need to go when you do it in public that!" The girl said to Wanda. "We'll just have to try again in a few months with the potty won't we wittwle guy?" Wanda said, as she winked at the woman. Donald squinted his eyes at that last part, letting his emotions just boil over. "BUT I DON' NEED DIAPIES!!" He yelled, so that everyone in the store practically heard him. "Woah! It's okay their little one! You don't have to worry about it, some babies just need more time in their diapers! It's totally normal!" The woman said, giving his bum a little pat. She straighter herself up and turned to Wanda. "You really do have a cute kid, hope he figures out the potty soon, for your sake at least!" She said with a smile, turning around and walking away as she did so. Wanda waved as she left, turning her gaze back to Donald, a wicked grin growing across her face.

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It had all just happened so fast. After a silent car ride, and no explanation from Wanda as she lead Donald up the stairs; being thrown onto the bed and immediately getting grinded on by Wanda's suddenly big ass was a complete curveball. Her hips kept thrusting away on his now soggy diaper, causing his small cock to suddenly brink on edging.

"Ooo, you like that Baby Boy? You like when Mommy grinds your diaper baby cock like this?" Wanda said with a blissfully sexual tone. Donald couldn't even speak up, he just felt so little and small compared to her now. "Uh.... mmmm..mmm...." was all he could muster. "You like big asses don't you Baby boy?" Wanda said, as each successive motion squelched his diaper more and more. "ahh... yes...yess...." Donald eked out, he was about to cum. Wanda smiled, "Well from now on, if you want to have the best cummies in your life to my ass you need to cum right now." Wanda said, really digging into his cock with that last phrase. Donald could feel the edge coming up his shaft. "But, you'll have a dumb baby mind from now on if you do." *SNAP* Wanda smirked, as she could see Donalds eyes light up from that last phrase. "Wait! Wa...aaa......." But it was too late. As he felt his hot cum squirt out into his wet diaper, so did his mind. Every thought just deflated, "aaa... a..ma...mama... mama drabba baa!" Donald squealed, as his Mommy kissed his forehead. "Good baby, now why don't we get that diaper cleaned up?" Mommy said, Donald squealed in delight as his response.