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Liger Liger Blushing Bright

By Horatio Husky

Commissioned by Rachel Steers

The liger felt her muscles begin to complain as she pulled against the restraints that held her fast; keeping her movements limited to whatever lengths her caregiver allowed her.

Her groans and snorts of annoyance were muffled by the bulb of a large pacifier gag that had, at first, been teased into her mouth before being forcibly shoved in. A pair of buckles were clicked together behind her head to insure that she would not be free of it any time soon.

Whining loudly, the diaper that was wrapped around her waist crinkled loudly, announcing itself to the room as being ever present. That was the part she had not expected, while she had spoken with her friend Tara many times about being a rope bunny, she had not expected her caretaker to take it a step further.

A black cat stood over her, standing on the bed that Rachel was currently resting on top of rather uncomfortably. Tara, recently acquainted with Rachel, had quickly assumed the role of mommy dom when it came to her interactions with the liger.

Lesbian and extremely domineering, the cat had wasted no time in ensuring that her charge was properly bound and padded for the occasion, as the sun had just set a few minutes ago plunging the room in an eerie, dusky atmosphere.

She was much older than the liger, 38 years compared to the 21-year-old spritely gal that was struggling in front of her. The liger's coloration contrasted with the cat's black distinctly, as her purple fur and rainbow hair seemed to speak the exact opposite message of Tara's own bodily complexion.

She lowered herself on top of her charge, placing a paw on top of her charge's crinkly rear end and moving her muzzle close to the liger's ear.

Rachel's heart pounded as she felt the cat impose her physical presence on her, the liger's breath quickening; warm air coming from Tara's muzzle as she whispered into her ear.

"Well, well, well, what do we have here? It seems like somebody left out a little baby kitten for Mommy to play with! Goodness gracious, somebody must really be quite the stinker to be bound up in such a thick diaper!"

The liger whined distinctly, and she would have moved her hands to cover her face in embarassment had they not been securely tied behind her back.

The cat laughed, a hearty chuckle that seemed to only deepen the shade of red growing on Rachel's cheeks.

"Goodness me, it seems like you really are just a helpless little kitten! That tiger and lion blood does not do you much good when you're all padded up like a little bedwetter hmm? Somebody piddle during ni ni in the crib one too many times?"

Rachel could practically hear the grin spreading across Tara's face as she continued to gloat over her charge, the gusto and enjoyment in her voice prevalent in her teasing.

"I'm not sure what's louder, the baby diaper I put you in or your embarrassment, either way I'm sure one of the two is going to stink up the room!"

Laughing, she leaned back and playfully swatted Rachel on the behind, causing her to yelp into her pacifier, jerking her body in surprise.

Suddenly Tara gripped the back of the diaper with one paw tightly, working her other paw to begin to rub Rachel's thickly padded crotch.

"What a naughty little girl I have, somebody's already wet her diaper!"

She leaned down close, pushing her nose into the diaper seat and inhaling deeply, causing the liger to tense up in surprise, feeling as if her buttons were being hammered on more and more.

"Oho, I don't think somebody's piddled just yet! No, you're a different kind of wet, aren't you, baby girl?"

Redistributing her weight once more on top of the liger she continued to passionately rub the front of the diaper, moving her muzzle over to gently bite the ear of her charge.

Rachel winced, feeling as if her heart was going to burst out of her chest as she felt the passion in her crotch continued to grow hot and bothered.

She moaned, this time with pleasure as Tara continued to rub and stimulate her, feeling as if her head were misted over with sexual fervor.

"My my, somebody's enjoying themselves quite a lot for somebody so incredibly helpless. Maybe we up the ante a little bit, little bitch?"

Out of her sight Rachel suddenly heard a buzzing sound, and before she knew it her diapered front was assaulted with a vibrator, causing the diaper to crinkly loudly and her moans to only intensify in caliber.

"There we are baby girl, who's my good little buzzy bitch huh? Yes, it's you! You're just too helpless to do anything other than enjoy how much of a subby little baby you are!"

The buzzing increased in intensity as Tara flicked the knob to a higher setting, an expression of concentration on her face, an almost predatory glint in her eye seemed to be present as Rachel's own eyes began to glisten with tears of effort.

Rachel's breathing increased and her moaning intensified as the vibrator wand was pressed harder against her diaper crotch, mercilessly stimulating her until she felt like she was about to burst.

Just as she believed she was approaching climax, the buzzing ceased. Instinctively, a growl emerged from her throat which was cut short into a whimper quickly as she felt Tara's knee dig into the small of her back.

"Ah ah ah! No cummies for naughty babies that haven't used their diapers! Only good messy babies get rewarded. Come on now, mess your diaper for Mommy! Be a good little baby girl."

The sternness and command in her voice left Rachel feeling desperate, she had been so close to finishing yet she had been brutally denied any method of closure.

She panted, whining loudly as she realized that Tara's knee would most likely not leave her back until she complied.

She tried struggling, wiggling out of her caretaker's grasp but that only caused the knee to go in deeper.

"Come on now, don't try anything funny. I"ve got a paddle in my bag with your name on it if I think somebody's being a little bit too fussy."

At this, Rachel's struggles ceased and she harrumphed frustratedly into her pacifier gag, her cheeks burning as she realized what she was about to do.

With a grunt of significant effort, the liger began to contract her abdominal muscles and push as hard as she could with her might.

It was difficult at first, normally she did not poop their pants while lying down with a black cat's knee plunged deep into the small of their bag.

But something seemed to give away much quicker than she expected. It did not help that she already had a feeling that she had to go before the two of them ate dinner earlier that evening.

"Come on my little baby, I know you can do it! I know that deep down inside you just want my little diaper slut forever and ever! Come on now sweetie, poop those pampers for me so I know just how much of a good little subby girl I have!"

Rachel's brain was a turmoil of horniness and frustration as she felt herself beginning to give in, her slight disgust at messing her pants slowly being replaced with the urge to feel helpless and utterly vulnerable.

With one last grunt, she felt herself give way with a surprising amount of violence. She whimpered loudly as she bowels spasmed, pushing the mess into the seat of her diaper as the gates to her bladder were thrown open.

To her surprise not only was she pooping herself helplessly into the now drooping diaper seat of her padding, but the front of her diaper grew warm and moist as she flooded it, releasing her accident completely and utterly into the waiting absorbent materials of her diapers.

The pacifier gag caused her breathing to only increase in intensity as she panted, occasionally releasing the odd whimper as the mess continued to push out of her into the large, thick diaper.

Tara let out a giggle, a sound that caused Rachel to blush more intensely than if it had been an outright laugh or even a mocking joke.

"Oh my goodness baby, somebody really had to go! I didn't expect you to have such a big accident geared up for me to clean up! Goodness me, it really is a good thing I have your cute little butt in these big diapers, look at the big mess you made!"

Tara groped the front of the diaper, feeling it up and squishing it with her paws against the liger's fur, ensuring that she got the full experience of just how thoroughly she had messed her even as she continued to wet it.

"You're a heavy wetter I see, no surprises there seeing how much of a little baby you are! Gosh I wonder if you're even going to be able to feel anything through such a thickly wet and messy diaper!"

The buzzy wand was turned on once again, this time on the lowest setting judging from the noise level. Rachel could just barely feel the vibrations as it was brought up to the front of her now soaked diaper front, gently stimulating her passion.

"But then again, I don't think that's my problem, is it diaper slut?"

The wand was pressed into the soggy front of Rachel's diaper, stimulating it slightly as her moans of relief and exhaustion from her messy ordeal began to turn into those of sexual pleasure once again.

Her mind felt like a soup of emotions, the feeling of embarrassment and helplessness from her thoroughly messy, caked diapers and the warmth radiating from her pee made her feel more like a baby than she ever had even imagined before.

Having somebody there to witness it all only added to the experience as she began to flounder around, yearning for even more stimulation from the buzzy wand as she realized she was completely at the black cat's mercy.

"Somebody just realized who's the real one in charge huh? Not stinky little babies like you, that's for sure!"

Withdrawing the wand once again, much to the liger's displeasure, the black cat once more pushed her muzzle into the messy diaper, working her nose up to the front as she held onto her charge's bound legs for good measure.

A small meep of surprise and humiliation escaped Rachel's muzzle as she could do nothing but endure Tara's personal examination of the state of her messy diapers, only able to wait as she did her inspection.

Withdrawing, Tara commented rather coily as she looked down at the rather frazzled looking liger.

"Yep, that's one stinky diaper for sure! You know, most babies your age are put in diapers because they leave little puddles everywhere. You must be an extra helpless baby for not being able to keep your stinkies in the potty, goodness me you really need these diapers otherwise everybody would be cleaning up your messies everywhere!"

Unable to defend herself, Rachel could only lay and feel her cheeks burn as the black cat gloated over her, feeling as if her face was radiating more heat than the surface of the sun itself.

With a click, the wand was turned on again and Rachel's ears swiveled to listen in, her attention now on the potential stimulation that was to come.

"Hehe, that sure perked your ears up. And why exactly do you think I should reward my little baby with buzzies hmm? You were awfully squirmy this whole time after all!"

Once more a whine escaped her throat, squirming around she moved her head back as much as she could and suckled on her pacifier gag complaintively attempting to demonstrate as best as she could that she indeed was good enough for buzzies.

Tara rolled her eyes, a playful grin once again forming on her muzzle as the buzzy wand clicked into action again.

This time there was no mercy, she plunged the tip of the buzzy wand into the front of the soaked diapers and pushed it in deeply.

A moan almost akin to a scream of pleasure escaped Rachel's muzzle as she began to slowly hump the expanded, soaked front of her diaper.

Panting into her pacifier gag her eyes rolled upwards as she felt the vibrations exacerbate her sexual euphoria, feeling as if her destiny truly was to be her Mommy's little diaper slut forever and ever.

Tara began to move the wand up and down, enjoying herself as she tortured her tied up subject in front of her.

Everytime she seemed to be ready to burst Tara would lower the vibration setting, often to huffy breathes of frustration from Rachel's paci-gagged muzzle.

Back and forth they went for what seemed like upwards of twenty minutes. Just as Rachel's eyes drooped with fatigue the maximum setting was once more clicked on, and Rachel moaned with pleasure as she felt herself once again approaching climax.

She huffed and puffed and whimpered pathetically as she felt herself growing close, the mess caking her behind and soaked diaper front rubbing against her a fashion that could not help but find incredibly satisfying.

Tara leaned in and bit her on the ear once again, with a harder intensity than previously. As the buzzy wand was brought up and down on her diaper front at last the liger was able to release herself.

Her whole body shuddered as the orgasm seemed to tear through her, cumming with an intensity she had never felt before her diaper absorbed everything that she delivered, keeping all of her mess safely contained within its swollen confines.

Tara withdrew and continued to comment, not ceasing the vibrations as she continued to mock.

"My my, my little girl really seems to like her diapers huh? Nothing better than big, swollen messy nappies for little diaper sluts like you to roll around in all day completely helpless and horny hmm?"

She leaned in, the intensity in her voice growing as she pushed the wand into the still orgasming liger's diaper front.

"And this is how you'll always be. You'll always be my helpless, little, humiliated diaper slut that I can just play with whenever I want! After all, little baby subs like you don't get to decide what happens to them! All little things like you can do is piddle and poop into the diapers their mommies put them in!"

Rachel's head collapsed down onto the bed sheet, her breaths coming in heaves from the exhaustion of the ordeal; Tara slowly lowered the intensity on the buzzy wand until clicking it off completely.

She pushed herself off of the bed and walked around it until she stood beside Rachel's head, the liger's body now completely relaxed and lounging in the post-climax glow.

She gently cupped the liger's chin in her hand, bringing her gaze up to hers as she spoke slowly, her yellow eyes almost glowing in the evening light.

"Who's my little helpless diaper slut hmm? Is it you?"

Lethargically, the liger nodded glibly. Her eyes half-closed from fatigue as she felt herself once more growing turned on from the obvious display of dominance that cat was displaying.

"You just can't help yourself, can you? You just messed and peed in your diaper because your Mommy told you to, that makes you my very own baby diaper slut. Doesn't it?"

Once more Rachel nodded, feeling now as if this were more than just a display done during a heated act of sex. She realized as her heart began to pound once again that it was sounding very, very real. This only served to excite her further, and even after finishing only a few minutes ago she felt herself growing aroused once more.

The cat grinned like the cheshire cat, a deep sense of satisfaction growing in her mind as she looked at how thoroughly she had been able to acquire her subject's affection and subordinance.

She padded over to the messy behind that was still on full display to the room, out of Rachel's sight she began to grope in once more, cooing and giggling at the mess the liger had made for her.

"My my, and I expect that you think I'm going to change you now after you've shown me what a good diaper slut you are?"

A grunt of affirmation came from the paci-gagged liger, a hint of desperation coming out of the tonality towards the end.

The cat smiled, shaking her head as she once again swatted the messy behind of her charge, causing her to jump.

"Well, if you really are the little diaper slut I know you to be, I think that you'll enjoy staying in your messy diapers for a few hours."

A moan of indignance came from the liger, who began to wriggle around once again on the bed.

"Now now dear, it'll serve as a good reminder for you to remember that you'll always be my little helpless puppet. Just a baby diaper slut who loves nothing else but to be dominated and left hanging, stinky diapers and all!"

With that, Tara quietly exited the bedroom, letting the only noise to indicate that she had vacated the liger's presence be the subtle click of the door locking shut behind her.

Rachel thrashed, struggling to be free of her bonds but to no avail. She realized now, as the smell of her accident hit her nostrils with a bigger intensity than ever before, that she was probably going to have to get used to staying in her messy diapers.

If she and Tara were to go on anymore dates, she was sure the black cat would only have more plans to put her in her diaper slut place.