Nurse Kate: Chapter Six

After receiving my brutal spanking, Kate re-diapered me and tucked me up into bed. It was a little closer to bed time now, but still nowhere near. I had spent most of my day tucked up in a bed that I had no intention of using for hours.
"Now you be good, baby boy." Kate smiled as she made her way up and out of the basement. Her Nurses uniform had ridden up a little, so I could see right up her skirt, and the silky pink panties she was wearing underneath.

As she left I noticed she had left behind a baby bottle for me filled with milk. I hadn't had a drink in quite a while now, and I felt safe drinking it, given that I'd just relieved myself not half an hour ago.

The bars of my crib had been pulled up, but I could still reach through them and grab the bottle. I didn't want to untuck the blankets that Kate had put around me, or she might get suspicious that I had got out of my crib.
I placed my lips around the nipple and sucked eagerly from the bottle. The milk was warm and creamy. Despite thinking I had only taken a few sips from the bottle, I realised that I'd actually finished the whole thing. About a litre of it in total.

"That's better." I gasped after downing the whole thing. After that, I took a moment to just appreciate the situation I was in. I was sat in an adult sized crib, in an adult sized diaper, with a sexy nurse looking after me and punishing me when I was bad. It seemed like a dream; an absolute fantasy. And yet, it was tainted by the fact that my mother set all these wheels in motion. Everything that was happening, right now, was caused by her finding out about my fetish. She had probably told Freya by now, and the thought of my sister seeing me in this position was embarrassing beyond belief.

I spent a good couple of hours sat there just thinking before I felt a horrible twinge in my gut.
"Uhhh..." I groaned, suddenly feeling my bladder shrink and the pressure within it increase. I needed to pee so bad.
"That's the ticket, baby." I heard Kate say as she walked nonchalantly down the basement stairs. "I know what that face means. That face means the laxatives are working their magic, doesn't it?"

She had been watching me this whole time. She spiked me with laxatives in the milk and now not even my pride was going to be able to stop me pissing myself like a little baby boy.
"I know baby didn't want to wet his nappy for me, so mommy had to take some extra action. A baby should know his place. And babies wet their nappies, whether they want to or not."

I felt so beaten. So cheated and beaten and babyish. Kate knew she was going to get her way. She knew that whether I liked it or not, I'd end up sat before her, in my crib, waiting for my nappy to be changed.

I could feel the pressure building in my bladder. The laxatives were beginning to take effect and no matter how hard I tried I couldn't hold against the torrent that was coming.
"This is what you get, baby boy." She giggled as she walked over to the crib and leant over, exposing a generous amount of her cleavage over her pastel blue nurse uniform. A little of her dark blue bra was showing too. "This is what you get for thinking that you can beat me at this."

She pushed down hard on my stomach and that was it. There was no holding back now. I felt my bladder suddenly give way and a stream of piss shot into my diaper. I could hear it, coupled with the crinkle of the material as I fidgeted in my crib. Nurse Kate smiled at me with glee as she pulled back my blanket and watched my nappy fill with pee and turn a light yellow colour.
"There's a good boy." She grinned. I could feel the material billowing out and expanding between my thighs, becoming heavy with the weight of my piss.

"Good baby." She said in a hushed voice as she rubbed the front of my saturated diaper that looked like it was ready to blow at any second. Small droplets of moisture were beginning to form on the outside of the plastic front. I lay down in the crib with a sigh, exhausted and ashamed. "Baby really had a lot to drink, didn't he?"

In reality I hadn't had that much to drink, but given that I'd cut my pissing short earlier when I thought Kate was going to catch me, I probably had a lot leftover in the tank. The laxative had completely drained me dry, and my diaper was ridiculously heavy and bloated between my thighs.
"Come on, little baby." She teased as she pulled down the rails of the crib. "It's time to get you in a fresh diapee, I think!"

Kate lead me over to changing table in the corner. I couldn't help but waddle, given the amount of liquid I was holding between my legs, and I couldn't help but smile as little as my diaper squelched and crinkled as I walked.
"I think baby enjoys this a little more than he's letting on." Kate giggled, sitting me down on the changing table with a soggy squelch from my nappy.
"There's a good boy, now lie down for Mommy, baby Damon."

The change was relatively quick. She pulled back the tabs, slid out the nappy (which was full to the brim!) and chucked it into the diaper pail next to the table. Her hands moved quickly and deftly, and before long Kate had me all wiped up clean and back in a fresh diaper, which felt unusually crisp and light compared to the bulky, soggy one that I had just been wearing.

"There we go, little one." She smiled warmly, almost affectionately, as she tucked me back up in my crib for bed.
"I'll see you in the morning for your first day of school in a nappy." She cooed before making her way back upstairs.

My heart sank as the realisation set in that I'd have to try and go to school in a diaper...

Harry Potter and the ABDL Society (Chapter (2)

Make sure you read chapter one first, and 'Harry Potter and the Diapered Curse' :) thanks for reading!

Harry didn't sleep much that night. As dawn was starting to break through the trees of the forbidden forest, he felt a rumbling from above him.
"You've got to be fucking kidding me..." He sighed as he watched Hermione's asshole begin to quiver above him. He couldn't see much through the thickness of her diaper, but with the sun starting to rise he could at least make out her butthole and the enormous pile of shit in the bottom of her diaper from earlier.

PFFFFFFFT!

The sound of Hermione's trumpeting tore through the silence of the forbidden forest, before lo and behold, an enormous log of shit began to emerge before landing in the bottom of her diaper, adding to the mountain already there. The log of shit was taller than Harry was, and as it landed in her diaper it rolled downwards on top of him, crushing him under its weight.
"This day can't get any fucking worse." He grumbled as he dwelled on the fact that his friend had just shat all over him while she slept.

All of a sudden, Harry felt a hand on his shoulder. He whipped around the see the perpetrator, only to be met with Hermione's 'shit mountain' with a pair of skinny, freckled arms sticking out of it.
"It can't be..." Harry gasped "you're dead. Hermione ate you."
Ginny gradually wriggled herself free of Hermione's shit and stood in the bottom of the giant diaper with Harry. She had a wicked grin spread across her face.
"What goes in must come out, Harry. Everyone knows that."
Harry drew in a breath, ready to shout out for Hermione, but Ginny pointed her wand at him, and sealed his lips together with nothing more than a rapid incantation uttered under her breath.
"Hear me out, Harry." She said sternly. "I'm not here to fuck anything up this time."
Harry turned his head in confusion. This was the girl who planned to kidnap him and use him as a tiny, diapered sex slave. Who knows how long for?

Harry gestured for her to unseal his lips. He had no plans on shouting for Hermione.
"What about Cho?" He asked as his lips unjoined. His eyes were glistening with tears that Ginny couldn't quite see in the darkness of Hermione's diaper. "What about the girl that you shoved up your ass to die?" He spat bitterly, like the words were poison in his mouth.

Ginny shuffled nervously from foot to foot, squishing Hermione's shit beneath her. After spending so long in Hermione's digestive system she had grown immune to that which was once so disgusting to her. Her clothes had been dissolved by Hermione's stomach acid; her leather femdom outfit and diaper.
"We don't know she's dead." Ginny stuttered, suddenly aware of the severity of her crime. She was no longer caught up with the sexual power of it all. She was looking at it from a human's perspective. She might have killed one of her best friends by shoving her up her ass...

"Harry, we don't have time for this. We need to get out of here and back to the school!" Ginny urged him, feeling Hermione shuffle slightly in her sleep, before letting out another enormous fart that blasted Ginny in the face, making her feel like she was going to vomit.
"I'm not going anywhere with you." He snarled, "not until I see Cho Chang alive."

Ginny huffed a little and crossed her arms. She had no idea if Cho was alive or not. If Ginny could pass through a whole digestive system then surely, surely she could have survived up Ginny's asshole for a while. Right?
"I don't know if I can reach her." Ginny said unsurely. She felt like she needed to take a shit, but that was almost definitely Cho that she could feel up there. In reality though, she didn't want to be the one to have to pull Cho's dead body out of her ass. Maybe she could get some assistance.

"I'll need your help." She said bluntly, looking as though she had already given herself to the task.
"Come on, then," she said as she bent over doggy style, kneading her hands into the pile of Hermione's shit beneath her. The giant diaper squelched beneath her hands and knees, making some of Hermione's pee seep up onto the surface.

Harry wasn't really anticipating this. But he was too eager to see whether Cho was alive or not. He had to know. He'd had crush on that girl for so long...

"You're going to have to stick your hand up my butt and fish around in there for her." Ginny said bluntly, raising her wand and tapping it on her bare rear whilst muttering an incantation. Harry wasn't quite sure what she had done, until her saw the lube dribble out of her asshole.
"I'll try not to enjoy it too much." Ginny winked.

Harry sighed without saying a word, and got down on his knees behind Ginny. He put a hand on one of her cheeks which made her shiver slightly, before he began teasing her asshole lightly with one finger. He was trying to scrape up some of the lube so he didn't have to go in there dry.

"Uhh..." Ginny moaned as she felt Harry's finger circle her asshole.
"I thought you were trying not to enjoy this." Harry said, with only a hint of a smirk.
"Trying doesn't mean succeeding." She replied, "what can I say, I'm a sucker for ass play."

Harry ignored her growing gasps and moans and before long he had two fingers up Ginny's ass. Her butt was dripping with lube.
"You won't get hold of her unless you get your whole hand up." Ginny panted in anticipation.
"My whole hand? Are you sure you can take that?" Harry asked unsurely, trying to get his fingers a little deeper but with little success.
"Please, Harry." Ginny rolled her eyes and smirked. "I've had bigger things than your hand up here."

Harry chuckled to himself before eventually working his other fingers into Ginny's butt. He now had his whole hand in there up to his wrist. He could feel Ginny trying to push back and forth against his hand in an attempt to fuck it with her butt.

He slowly worked his hand deeper and deeper, inch by inch, before he hit something solid. He thought it might just be some shit, initially, but with further probing he came to the conclusion it must be Cho. It just had to be.

Slowly pulling his hand out, as slowly as he'd shoved it in, Harry drew his hand from Ginny's hungry ass, trying to keep her asshole prised open on exit so as not to crush Cho's body.

It was definitely her.

Harry was panicking. He laid the tiny, naked girl down in his hand (it was strange to be the giant for once) and put an ear to her mouth.
"Is she ok?" Ginny asked, still gasping and trying to get over her anal fisting. "Is she breathing?"

Harry felt a jump in his stomach as Cho's tiny body sprang to life.