The Bear Part 3 (Patreon)

“Oh thank goodness I po-po’d my diapie like the dumb diaper baby girl I am!” She squealed, the warm mess was still settling around the seat of her diaper. She couldn’t even believe it was happening, what happened to her control? “That came out of absolutely nowhere, honestly, thank god I had that diaper on…. Has getting to the potty always been that hard?” Aria thought to herself, she was genuinely conflicted on that last part. It was starting to get hard to focus on things in her deflating head. She was starting to only hold onto thoughts for 4-5 seconds at best, maybe a little bit longer if she really concentrated. But that meant she wasn’t able to pay attention to other bodily functions..

“So I’m not supposed to be a baby..? Right?- Oh wow this pink looks really good on me. I wonder if a Daddy would buy me more things like that- Do I have a Daddy? Where do babbies even come from? Am I one? Didn’t I just think that? I’m kinda itchy, I should shift my weight. Oh… Oh wow… I really need to squish this diaper a little more.. wow that’s warm and fun. When did playing in a messy diaper get this fun? Aren’t diapers always supposed to be fun? I should know, I’ve been in them for a while right? Too many thoughts, why is everyone always thinking so much? OOoo! My toes look so pretty, do they fit in my mouth?” Aria’s mind just swirled, as almost every bright color, or new physical sensation was pushed to the forefront of her attention. 

Aria just sat there, her legs spread out, as her eyes lazily scanned the room. Her mind was growing sillier with each passing thought. She let herself sink a little farther, until her eyes caught something. “The box.” She said out loud, the fog in her mind cleared for a second, as she processed what was going on. 

“Oh fuck.” She whispered, she looked down at the diaper she had on, and recoiled in disgust. “Holy! I’m in a messy diaper!” She yelled, realizing how much she had been subconsciously gyrating her bum into the mess. The back of her butt was caked in the muddy mess. “Take a deep breath Aria.” She said, and did so. After a second of clarity, she ran through everything that had just happened again. “Maybe I could figure out a way to reverse this if I retrace my steps?” She thought.

“Okay. I got that bear, threw it on the ground. I walked back to my playroom. I turned on my compu- compa- computa, and started looking at pretty girls in their own diapies.” She said, nodding to herself. “Yeah, das right. Then I started touching the front of my diapie, like di- Aaahh!” She trailed off, the second her hands touched the front of her diaper, her vagina exploded with sexual pleasure. It was stronger than she’d felt in her entire life. A few cognitive skills went out the window as well, which didn’t go unnoticed by Aria. 

“Hehe, did me get more babyish by toushing my diapie?” She giggled to herself, she pressed a little harder. “Ohh… Ohhh yesshhhh…” the words melted out of her, as she felt memories fade, and replace with warm colors and yearning for babyish toys. “Tehehe, me becomin’ dumb baby. Buts waits! Don’ me wants to be baby really really bad?” She said, not entirely sure if that’s what she really wanted, or just what whatever was going on here making her say that. She wracked her brain for a few seconds, as a dumb, wet smile started to grow on her face.

WIth both hands, she pressed with all her might on the front of her diaper. Instantly, she was hit with an earth shattering orgasim. The front of her diaper warmed with fresh pee, and another round of messy poo filled the back of her. As her sexual pleasure exploded, every light went out in her head. Her eyes crossed, and started to get dull. Any  thoughts in her head went quiet, as just warm bubbly feelings took over. “Dahaha, braba gada.” Aria just babbled, as she fell into her sexual, warm, wet diaper bliss.