Cumming Your Brains Out Part 2 (Patreon)

“Yeah, diapie here and me good girl.” She thought to herself, just kind of feeling her diaper for a little bit. She didn’t really know what she was doing it for, it just sort of felt like the right thing to do. She sat there in her new mental state for about an hour. Her vastly lowered intellect forced her to just lay there, feeling her crinkly diaper over and over again. For some reason, that she couldn’t really put a finger on, at one point it even started to feel warmer around her crotch. She chalked it up to sweat from how warm it was in her room. In reality though, she had just thoroughly soaked her diaper.

“NO GOOD!” She shot up. Something way in the back of her mind signaled that the fact she had a very wet diaper wasn’t exactly correct for a girl her age. Confusion started to set in for a few seconds though. “No.. No… girlies are suppose’ to wet diapies. Me wet diapie because me suppose’ to….?” She said out loud to herself around a thumb. That still didn’t seem exactly right, but regardless she found herself nodding her head. 

She didn’t really know why, but she found herself getting out of bed. Call it muscle memory. Her body seemed to be carrying her out of her room. Again, way in the deepest reaches of her mind she thought this was normal. That walking to the bathroom was what most adults did when they had to go potty.

“Bu’… what abouts going pee pee in da diapie? How do girlies do dat? They suppose’ to only make big wets in diapies.” She said, unknowingly starting to rub the front of her diaper. The new waves of pleasure didn’t help her utter confusion. “mmm… diapie so gooooodd…” She said, her mind slipping a little further.

She stood in the doorway of the bathroom for a few minutes. She was just openly jacking off in a soaked diaper, a few feet away from the toilet. She was almost mocking it. Telling it, “Fuck you, I’m not going to use you. I’m proud I make messes in a diaper.” Her battling adult mind kept pushing though. Moving her closer to the seat. 

She was about half a foot away from the seat when she turned around. Some thoughts echoed in the back of her mind, “….If you ever try to resist, you’ll find yourself helplessly masturbating into your diaper, draining all that’s left in your mind….” the forefront of her consciousness was lost in a swimmy babyish state. All she could really focus on was the burning pleasure in between her diaper crotch. She was loudly moaning now from how good it felt masturbating through her diaper. Not heading the word’s warnings though, the shrinking adult mind of Lila forced her to sit down.

…And then it disappeared. The moment her plastic butt hit that seat, the last bits of her drained from her brain, and into her diaper. Bursts of pee gushed into her thoroughly used diaper. Her hand dug deep, bringing her to a blissful, mind shattering orgasm. Every babyish suggestion she received from the article locked firmly into her brain. Nothing could ever pull her out of this state… not that she’d ever really want to.

“Baby. Baby diapies fo’ eva. Me baby. Diapie good. Wet wet diapie feew so sooo gooooddddd…” She trailed off, before losing even more of her ability to speak. “Goowwddd…. Di-di….. pee….peee…” She moaned. The last of her coherent thoughts were flung out of her mind as she cocked her head back. Cumming every last bit of her brains out.