The School Project - Chapter 7 (Patreon)

Jess couldn’t move, and couldn’t speak. Her whole body was frozen in fear, her cheeks warm from embarrassment and her crotch warm from her accident. 

“Here’s what’s gonna happen,” Greta said, “I’m in charge now. I’ll make sure you follow this little schedule to a tee!” She was pacing in front of Jessie now, making her even more nervous. “I’ll be checking and changing your diapers whenever I see fit now, so you don’t have to worry about doing it yourself.”

“But-“ Jess manages to spurt out, but it was no use.

“I’m not done little one! I don’t want to be interrupted anymore.” Greta snapped.

“Yes Greta…”

“Oh that reminds me. No more Greta to you, from now on, you’ll call me Mommy.”

Jess’s eyes left the floor and looked up directly at Greta.

“You can’t be serious,” she said, with more confidence than a few seconds ago. 

“Oh I’m dead serious. And if you don’t, well I think by now you know the consequences of any disobedience” Greta waved her phone in the air, the one containing all the damaging images of Jess in diapers. Jess hung her head again, knowing Greta had her in the palm of her hand. 

“Well, lets try it then!” Greta demanded.

“Try…what?” Jess asked timidely. 

“Well, are you a diaper wearing little girl?”

“Um I don’t under-”

“Yes, Mommy.” Greta stopped her pacing and positioned herself inches away from Jess again. 

“Yes….” Jess started.

“Mommy.” Greta reinforced. 

“...Mommy” Jess whispered, nearly choking on the word. 

“Very good! Now, I’ve thought of some more rules.” Greta resumed her pace. Jess just wanted to run away, hide in her room or anywhere that wasn’t near Greta...but she couldn’t. No matter what thoughts ran through her head, she couldn’t move. Her legs were frozen in fear.

“So as I’ve said little one, I will be keeping you to your schedule so don’t work about your little science project, I’ll keep it running smoothly. But from now on, if you wet or mess, you need to ask me for a change. I may say yes, but...who knows.”

“That’s not fair!” Jess pouted, tightening her fists by her side like a toddler in a fit. 

“Ah!” Greta said, lifting up her phone again, “I told you there will be no disobedience!” 

Jess resumed her head hanging, defeated.

“Good girl. Now not only will you have to ask me, but I will do the honor of changing you. Let’s try that now, go lay down on your bed.”

Jess remained still.

“Go! Now!” Greta shouted and got into Jess’s face.

“Fine…” Jess mumbled, turning to head to her room. Greta grabbed Jess’s wrist and pulled her in violently. 

“Fine? I think you mean something else, little one.”

Jess stared into Greta’s cold eyes, trying to decide if she wanted to comply. 

“Fine...Greta” She spat.

In an instant, Greta was yanking Jess’s wrists and dragging her towards the bedroom. Jess fought and cried the best she could, but it was no use. Greta was far too much for her to handle. The tall blonde sat on the bed and threw Jessie over her knee. Jess could do nothing but cry, and wait in shock for what was about to happen. With one quick pull, Jess’s wet pull-up was ripped clean off her bottom, leaving her clean-shaven, pee-saturated bits exposed. The air hit her skin coldly, but it wasn’t as bad as what hit her next. 

Greta’s hand swung down with veracity, striking Jess’s bottom with a slap that sounded like a whip crack. Jess yelped in pain, but it didn’t stop. Greta kept going, slap after slap after slap. After a while, Jess lost feeling in her legs, and her resistance stopped. 

A few more spanks after that point, Greta finally stopped. The two sat still, just the sound of their breathing filling the room. Greta leaned in and whispered in Jessie’s ear.

“This is not the worst of what you’ll get for disobedience. Do you understand now little one?”

“Yes” Jess weakly spoke. 

“Yes who?”

“Yes...Mommy.”

“Good girl. Now. Let's get you cleaned up. Oh would you look at the time! We’d ought to be getting back to school soon.” Greta got up and left Jess alone to lay on the bed. She tried to turn over to her backside, but her butt was so sore that she couldn’t lay on her back. When she finally built up the strength to sit up, she say that they were going to be late if they didn’t get back soon, and they didn’t even get a chance to eat!

“Gr….Mommy!” Jess called out, second guessing the strangeness of it.

“One second little Jessie!” 

“We’re going to be late!” 

“Don’t worry, we’ll be fine” Greta entered the room with the diaper and supplies. “Lay back please.

“They’re pull-ups I don't need-” Jess stopped when she noticed Greta’s cold stare. “Yes mommy…”

Jess laid back in bed, her face reacting to the pain of her spanking. She covered her crotch with her hands the best she could, but Greta just pulled them away. 

“You have a cute little kitty dont you? Clean shaven...perfect” Greta’s comments made Jess uncomfortable, but she submitted to the diaper change. Greta used the wipes and cleaned every inch of skin covered by the diaper, then generously powdered before pulling the diaper up between Jess’s short legs. Finally, she got Jess to stand up and gave her two pats on the padding. 

“All done, now do you have a skirt?”

“A skirt? People will see! I can’t-” Again, Greta’s cold gaze put chills down Jess’s spine. That was all she needed to do so now, and Jess obliged. “Yes Mommy…”

“That’s a good girl.”

Jess found a skirt and threw it on. It was shorter than she would like, and bending over too far would reveal the protection underneath...exactly what Greta wanted. When she went to present herself to her mommy, she nodded in approval. 

“Good, for now. Tonight though, we’re going to shop for something a little more….suitable.”