Roxy & Chica Try Diapers | Chapter 4
#4 of Roxy & Chica try Diapers
Chica and Roxanne have been girlfriends for quite a while, and their number one favorite pass-time is sexual experimentation. Their latest experiment? Diapers! In this story, told from Chica's perspective, we follow the pair as they indulge in their newfound kink, and test out everything that they can do with it.
This story contains diapers, wetting, messing, urine, scat, BDSM, petplay, and femdom, among other things.
This particular chapter includes: Messy diapers, wet diapers, wetting, diaper checks, diaper changes, public, heat, sex, pegging, femdom, among other things
"So, how're you feeling?" Roxy asked after we left the lot.
"Um, currently? Very bloated," I replied. Roxy laughed. "But overall I feel, well, excited. Maybe exhilarated is the right word? I don't know. But that whole thing really got me going."
"Oh, of course you get off on shitting your pants in public," Roxy teased.
"Well, when you put it that way it doesn't sound as hot!"
"Heh. You know, you've been a pretty good girl today. I think you deserve a treat when we get home."
"Ooooo, a treat? What kind?" I said, with genuine curiosity. At this point, I felt like anything could be on the table.
"I think you'll find out. Just keep being good."
"Okie dokie!" I said, unsexily.
For the next few minutes, we rode in silence, taking in the views as we turned on to a scenic coastal road. I was continuously aware of the mess in my pants, which had cooled by this point. Every shift and wiggle squashed it around and made me more self conscious. We pulled up to a stop light.
"Wow, Chica, oh my god. You really fucking stink. Like, god damn," Roxy quipped after a few seconds of sitting at the light, as she mockingly fanned the air in front of her snout. I blushed intensely. I mean, she was right. My diaper smelled really ripe. But what really made me blush was how excited that remark made me. I've been called a lot of things by her, but most of them have gotten old by this point. This was new, exciting, and humiliating. I loved it.
"Well, if I'm so stinky, then why don't you change me?" I responded, playfully.
"Blegh. I think I will."
"Or do you think you can't handle the smell?" I said in a half-hearted mocking way.
"Chica, I can barely handle it right now. But I think I'm strong enough," she said.
"Oh, well we'll see about that."
Sometime after, we pulled off the coastal highway, and down a less trafficked road. We kept making turns, driving further and further into a place I had never been. It had been at least 20 minutes since we left, and my diaper was really starting to feel uncomfortable. The smell wasn't going away either. We pulled into the parking lot of a very small shopping mall, one that I'd never seen before. It looked old, and way past its prime. Roxy led me inside and into a family bathroom where we could lock the door.
"Honestly, I would've changed you in the car before we got here, but I didn't think of that beforehand, and I brought a car that didn't have a backseat to change you in," Roxy said, light heartedly, as she laid out the oversized changing mat on the floor of the bathroom. Roxy pulled down the large diaper and expertly wiped down my ass and crotch like she had been doing it her whole life. It felt really good to be wiped down with the cool cloth, and it felt even better as Roxy took her time around my folds. When all was said and done, she slid another diaper under me, powdered me, and taped me up. It felt great to be back in a nice, clean diaper. Roxy took the soiled diaper, balled it up, and tossed it in the trash as I stood up and got used to being in a clean diaper again. I kissed her on the cheek.
"Thanks for the change, Roxy," I said, feeling excited, and giving her bedroom eyes.
"Don't mention it. I wasn't going to just leave you like that," she responded.
"I mean, you could've~"
"Oh yeah? Lemme guess, you'd like that?" she responded, teasingly.
"Maybe I would, who's to tell~" I said, teasing her right back.
"I see how horny you are. Just keep being a good girl, and you'll be rewarded soon enough," she said, seductively, before adding, very non-seductively, "Now let's get out of this shitty bathroom."
We went back out into the mall, and walked around, occasionally poking in and out of shops. The mall was pretty dead, considering it was the middle of a work day, and as a result we basically had free reign over the mall. As we explored, a pressure in my bladder became increasingly prevalent. I really did not want to get right back into a wet diaper after so soon having been changed, so I held it as best I could. It wasn't very long before it was painful, and even less time before it was unbearable.
I tried my best keeping my composure, but as I walked around more it just got more and more painful. I was stopped in some clothes store, staring at tops, as the need to go brought me to a total standstill. I pretended to be really interested in the clothes in front of me as moving anywhere meant the floodgates would open. I tried and tried but ultimately it was too much. I gasped as I relaxed and the hot urine loudly sprayed out into my fresh diaper. The relief was heavenly, and the stream felt like it would never end. I felt my diaper sag as the urine crept its way up the front and back, the thirsty padding somehow absorbing it all. After what felt like more than a full minute of pissing, it finally came to end, leaving me a panting wreck.
I didn't end up buying anything from that store, despite how intently I 'examined' that rack of clothes. Roxy and I both agreed that the mall kind of sucked, so we headed back towards the exit. As we were walking down the main corridor, I gasped as I felt something tug at the back of both my pants and diaper.
"Damn, you flooded that thing," Roxy said, as she let the sweatpants snap back into place. "Must've been all that lemonade you drank, huh?"
"Roxy! Not in public!" I complained, in a whisper.
"What's wrong? I'm just making sure that my baby doesn't have a wet diaper. Anyone would understand that."
I looked around. There were a few people milling about. No one seemed to be staring at us, and I breathed a sigh of relief. Still, I was thoroughly embarrassed. And turned on. In fact, I was very turned on. The thought of Roxanne treating me like that, like I was just a baby, in public no less, made me so horny. And that was just a taste of it.
I kept replaying the day in my head. Being in a diner, in public, and thoroughly soiling my pants, right there. Peeing myself, like a toddler, right there in a clothing store. Roxanne, checking my diaper, in the open corridor of the mall. I couldn't stop thinking about it all, and I was basically on autopilot the whole way back to the car. If Roxanne said something to me, I didn't hear it. I was too busy thinking about how horny I felt after the whole day out.
I sat back down in the car with a squish, and soon after we were on the road to home. My brain was still thoroughly occupied with how turned on I felt, and when we were finally in the privacy of Roxy's car, I found myself absentmindedly rubbing at the front of my sweatpants.
"Feeling a little frisky?" Roxy asked, snapping me out of it and making me jump. "You know, I might be able to help with that."
"Mmf, Roxy, you know, I really liked it when you called me stinky," I said, fully glossing over what she had just said.
"Of course you do, you little slut. Because it's true. You love being a stinky, messy, little diaper girl, don't you?"
"Mm, yes! I do!" I said, toying more vigorously at my crotch, and spreading my legs.
"Hey, you better not keep touching yourself!" Roxy said, sternly. "Be a good girl, and maybe I'll give you a treat when we get back to the house. Don't make me incapacitate your hands!"
I was still thoroughly horny, but I stopped. It was really hard to keep my hands away from myself! My crotch was throbbing! The rest of the ride was torturous, just trying to keep my hands away from my needy pussy.
We got back to the house, and Roxy led me up to her bedroom, my crotch still burning. Roxy went and locked the door to her room before laying out a changing mat.
"Strip." she commanded.
Immediately I threw off my pants, shirt, and bra, letting my breasts hang out. She motioned for me to lay on the ground where she un-taped my diaper and cleaned up my piss-soaked crotch. She started with the back, sensually rubbing my ass cheeks before wiping my anus, making sure to put pressure on it and spend a little too much time there. I led out a quiet and sensual mmmf as she rubbed my taint, and then wiped around my crotch. She barely touched my pussy, only wiping it just enough to make sure it was clean without doing anything extra, leaving me feeling extra teased. When she was done, she left me there on the mat and went to get something, which I presumed was another diaper. When she came back though, she was holding handcuffs.
She cuffed my left hand and ordered me to stand, before leading me over to her soft bed. She pushed me down onto it, before feeding the handcuffs through the bedpost, and cuffing my other hand, leaving me chained to the bed. It was by no means the most I'd ever been restrained, but at this point I didn't care. All I cared about was how needy I felt, especially with my hands fully restrained. Roxy disappeared into her walk-in closet for a moment before returning with a spreader bar that we had used many times before. Expertly, she attached one ankle and then the other, leaving me with my legs fully spread, my pussy completely at her mercy. Roxy looked at me with strong eyes, examining her work.
After a moment she started to strip. I breathed heavily as I watched her large breasts fall out of her bra, and I stared at her ass as she walked back into the closet. I was left alone for only a moment, but I started to whine a little bit. I was so wet I could barely handle it. Roxy emerged a moment later wearing a strap-on around her perfect hips. Attached to it was a purple and gold dragon dildo. I loved penetration, and she knew that. The dragon dildo she had was a personal favorite of mine. It had ridges all over it, and the rear angled spikes on the top felt amazing going in, and even better coming out.
"You've been a very good girl today, Chica, so I think it's time for a reward," she said, seductively.
Roxy approached bed, with the 8 inch silicone penis in her hand. She straddled me, and I stared up at her eyes as I waited for her to rut me, breathing deeply, completely incapable of saying anything from how excited I was. She inserted the dildo slowly, and even at a slow rate it felt amazing. The faux penis spread my eager pussy as it pushed its way deeper, and deeper, until Roxanne had hilted in me.
"Ahh! Yes!!" I yelled as she pulled out, the silicon spikes on the top of the dildo dragging against my insides and sending waves of pleasure through my body.
Roxy put her arms on either side of my body for support and I stared up at her breasts as she slowly thrusted back into me, making me shiver and moan. With several more thrusts, each getting faster and faster, I laid there, with my beak hanging open, completely lost in passion. With each penetration I shivered and tensed, feeling myself climbing towards orgasm.
Roxanne must have sensed I was close in my body language, because she pulled out slowly, and slammed the silicone cock back into my pussy as hard as she could, making me yelp and moan as I hit the brink of the best orgasm I had had in a long time. I involuntarily arched my back and bucked my hips; my whole body feeling like electricity was coursing through it as I panted and moaned, my brain completely blank with pleasure. I laid there, shivering and panting, my whole body feeling hot, for god knows how long, before Roxy finally said something.
"Hey, you alive?" she said, forcing me to zone back in.
"I um, haaaah, I-I, wh, Ghhhhhh. I'm like faahh..." I said, trailing off. I was still totally awash with pleasure. The gears in my mind were barely turning; I could barely articulate sentences. Roxy laughed.
"You squirted all over my tummy," Roxy said with a giggle and a goofy smile.
"Haaa, I-I'm s-sahry Rocks," I said, causing Roxy to laugh again.
"I'm gonna go clean myself off," Roxy said as she began to unhilt her silicone dick from me. My body felt overstimulated as she pulled out, causing me to moan. After she pulled the dildo out I stared at it; it was still covered in my juices. I continued to watch her as she wiped off her tummy with a diaper wipe. I felt too weak to move, so I just laid there, letting my sensitive body sink into the plush bed.