Sara sat at her desk anxious to get out of class. She stared at the clock it was two minutes until the bell rang, she shifted back and forth becoming more impatient. Sara was a twenty six year old English teacher at a private high school she was very attractive blonde hair, blue eyes, an ass a teenager would envy and perfect C cups. Her senior class was sitting quietly writing an essay, until it finally happened, the bell rang and everyone began packing up their things.
"Class, class, turn in your essays on my desk and remember projects are due next week." Sara yelled over the cacophony of sound. Once all the students had turned in their papers and left Sara made sure her classroom door was locked. She walked back over to her desk and sat in front of her computer monitor. Opening her web browser she went to her favorites list and found her way to her favorite age play website. Scanning page after page she quickly lost track of time, and forty minutes had passed. By the time Sara took notice of the time she was half way through watching a video of two diapered women kissing. Sara closed the browser quickly still very aroused from watching the two and packed up her things.
Sara was deep in thought walking to her car she couldn't stop thinking about diapers since she discovered the fetish a few months ago. She was obsessed she even assigned an essay to her class to write a research paper about fetishes. Two of her students actually chose to write about age play and diaper fetishes. Sara would normally drive straight home from work but today she was on a mission. Sara had finally gotten the courage to buy some diapers.
Sara pulled into a parking space at the chain drugstore. She walked inside through the automatic doors and felt the air conditioning hit her making her shiver slightly. She quickly walked to the adult diapers and grabbed the first bag she found it was a size small super absorbent attends adult diapers. Sara took a deep breath and sped walked to the counter, she was shaking all over waiting in line. When it came her turn to checkout she placed the bag on the counter and handed a twenty dollar bill to the cashier trying not to look her in the eyes. Sara could feel herself turning red as she was handed back her change. With diapers in hand she walked to her car, calmly got in, and sat down placing the diapers in the front seat. Sara ripped open the bag, pulled out a diaper and smelled it. She felt shivers go up her spine as she breathed in the scent of fun and innocence her sex tingled as she came to her senses.
Sara drove into her garage and carried her things into her house. She haphazardly dropped her things by the door and threw the bag of diapers on to her kitchen table. She grabbed the diaper she had pulled out in her car and drew it close to her face, she loved the smell of baby powder, and the scent was intoxicating. Quickly Sara pulled her black panties down past her ankles and cast them aside. She completely unfolded the diaper; it was big for a diaper she thought. Shaking with anticipation she sat right down on her kitchen floor and slid the diaper under her. The feel of the diaper on her tight ass was amazing, then she leaned back and taped the diaper on tightly over her hips. Sara felt so happy and she was also very aroused feeling the diaper rub against her vagina softly. Sara quickly got up and rushed to her bathroom mirror, she gasped at the sight before her, no longer was she the educated instructor teaching her students about Shakespeare, now she was a baby from the waist down. All that kept her from her fantasy was her top. Sara unbuttoned her tight shirt and threw it on her bed and did the same with her bra. Sara reexamined herself that was the image she wanted. Sara looked just like an infant she sat down and stared into the mirror her diaper was white and puffy with wetness indicators.
After several seconds of staring she snapped to her senses and looked at the time it was already seven pm. Sara got up off the floor and walked to her bed diaper crinkling every step of the way. She had to get up at five am to get to her first class on time. 'I'll get to bed in an hour,' Sara thought to herself. Sara slid under the covers of her bed and turned on the TV, she watched her favorite show, and it was time for her to go to bed. She turned off her light and fell asleep in a few minutes.
The next morning Sara woke up to sunlight peeking through her blinds, her eyes opened slowly, and she noticed the time. It was five forty five, she had over slept and her first class was in thirty minutes. She thought for a moment it's a twenty minute drive I can get there if I rush. Sara hopped out of bed and grabbed a pair of loose black slacks and a tight blue blouse that showed off a little cleavage. She grabbed her purse and was out the door driving to class.
Sara pulled into her parking spot at the school with five minutes to spare. Hurrying she grabbed her things and walked to her class room. When she reached her class she opened the door to see most of her students already waiting on her. She walked to her desk, sat down and looked into her desk for the day's lesson plan. Once she had everything prepared for class the bell rang and students rushed in as she walked up to her podium where she normally taught from.
"Today class we will be discussing the essays you wrote yesterday," she said over the bustle of students getting into their seats. Then suddenly it hit Sara she hadn't gone to the bathroom since the night before and the pressure was building in her bladder. She shifted uncomfortably and noticed else...she hadn't taken the diaper off from last night and it crinkled loudly when the room was quiet. Luckily her students were still getting ready for class and only she noticed the subtle rustle of plastic. Sara didn't know what to do, she couldn't move for fear of the sound, but she had to use the bathroom as soon as she could. She was already behind in this class compared to the others so today she had to cram two days into one.
"Class take out your writing journals and write a short paragraph about what you did last night," Sara stated, and as the class took out their notebooks under the cover of sound she sat down at her desk. 'Dodged a bullet there,' she thought but there was still the building pressure in her bladder to deal with.
After a few minutes most of the students in her class were done and she had time to ponder the situation. She came to the conclusion she would have to try to make it through this class teaching from her desk and use the bathroom afterward. A perfect plan she thought. Once all the students had placed their pens on their desks Sara called role. She then read several passages in their grammar book about sentence structure all the while discomfort built up in her. Twenty minutes into her forty minute class she wasn't sure if she could last much longer. She had the students take turns reading from their books while she shifted uncomfortably in her chair. 'Ten minutes until the bell rings,' she thought looking at her watch.
When they finished reading a chapter from their text books Sara had only five minutes to go. She called each student up individually to get their papers back and half way through she couldn't take it anymore she moaned slightly from the rush of relief as she flooded he diaper. One of her female students was the only one who took notice of her doing this and Sara hoped no one had heard her. For almost a minute she saturated her pants like an infant with no one knowing what was going on. Finally the bell rang, the student that heard her moan of relief was Jen and she gave Sara a suspicious look as she walked out.
Today was Tuesday and Sara had three classes in a row and then she could head home. Her next class came in immediately after the last had left. She sat at her desk and as the class came in she looked down at her diaper. It had expanded considerably and there was an obvious bulge in her pants. 'I'll just teach from my desk today and when I can head home ill just slip out to my car, on the positive side I never realized a wet diaper felt so good,' she thought. In the next two classes she was ahead so she just declared a study hall. Sitting at her desk through her second period she burned with desire being aroused by the sagging diaper around her waist. She wet it a few more times to keep it warm, she wanted to explore the inside of her diaper but her students would surely know.
In her final period she was so aroused she couldn't take it anymore she let her class go ten minutes early and locked the door behind them as they left. She quickly navigated to her favorite website but noticed it was on a different place on her favorites list. She didn't care at this point so she quickly started masturbating to stories and videos of girls wetting diapers. She moaned at every breath as she approached her orgasm her diaper was swollen, yellow and warm under her pants. Finally in a powerful climax she came. Drained she went back to her favorites list and noticed there was something added, someone was on her computer her heart began to race. 'What if they saw all my favorites!' she thought frantically. She calmed herself down and thought maybe it was just a student playing a game or something. She clicked on the new favorite and the page began to load. A second later a voice came over her speakers speaking something she couldn't understand. When the whole page loaded it was just a message.
"Hello, Sara this is Jen from one of your classes I wrote about age play fetishes in the last essay we were assigned and became fascinated with the fetish and soon found this recording. This recording is a subliminal control message that will make you mentally regress whenever I give you a visual queue, Can't wait to see you in class Wednesday."
Sara was shocked she didn't know what to think. 'Mentally regress, oh god she's going to make me act like a baby!' she thought. Then something more pressing caught her attention, her diaper was leaking onto her slacks.
Sara took a few deep breaths taking stock of the situation. Tomorrow one of her students might make her act like an infant in class and there was nothing she could do about it. Sara never felt so helpless and to top it all off her diaper was leaking and there was a very noticeable bulge, but for some reason Sara burned with desire why she wasn't sure. She looked at the clock the next class was already five minutes in, that meant the odds of running into someone in the hall now was very slim. She had to leave right now.
She stood up from her desk and closed her browser, she looked down at her pants, the stain from her leaking diaper wasn't too noticeable with black pants. Still there was the bulge to contend with which did make her have a bit of trouble walking normally. Sara grabbed her things and peered out into the hallway, the coast was clear, so she quickly exited. Speed walking down the hallway she zipped past the classrooms diaper crinkling loudly with every step. She rounded a corner and stepped out into the teacher's parking lot. No one appeared to be around so rushed to her car. So far so good she thought as got within a few feet of her car when she spotted Mr. Allen the underclassmen English teacher. She managed to get half way in her car when he called out to her.
"Sara!" he exclaimed walking up to the opposite side of her car, not taking notice Sara's lower half in her car.
"Hold on," Sara said praying he didn't see what was at her waist. Sara got in the car and pulled her laptop bag over her lap to conceal the stains and puffiness. She quickly started the car and rolled down the window to not look suspicious.
"You ready for finals week?" Mr. Allen asked leaning down to talk through her window.
"Oh yah," Sara said casually "finished writing my exam two days ago, but sorry I've got to run I'm late for an appointment."
"Ok then, see you tomorrow," He said backing away from the car so Sara could pull out.
Sara backed out of the parking spot and zipped away heart racing.
"Dodged a bullet there," she said exasperated. Her diaper was cold and uncomfortable now so she raced home to avoid getting a diaper rash.
Once she got home she quickly got out of her soaked diaper and dashed into the shower. Once she began washing she thought about tomorrow. 'I can't miss tomorrow, I'll get fired, I used too many sick days.' After several minutes she resolved she had to go to class and wear a diaper just in case.
The rest of the day and well into the night Sara dreaded it but somehow was excited, she finally fell asleep and woke up a few hours later to her alarm clock. She checked the time, it was five thirty. She got up and removed her panties, and grabbed a diaper to put on. Cleaning her vagina with a baby wipe she sprinkled some baby powder on herself and taped on the diaper. She then carefully cut slits through the first diaper and placed a second diaper over it. The padding wasn't too thick because she was dry but it would swell when she wet herself. Checking her closet she found a modest skirt that would cover the diaper better than anything else she had, she packed two spare diapers in her bag just in case. Once she was ready she got into her car and drove to school.
Parking in the teacher's lot she walked to class swiftly, the bell was going to ring in 5 minutes. She got to her desk and sat down the cushion on her ass was considerable it felt good against moist pussy. The bell rang and Sara remained at her desk, she saw Jen enter and began to wonder what the visual queue would be. Jen met eyes with her and smiled, nothing happened to Sara. Jen took her seat in the front and waited.
"Ok class," Sara said nervously, "today we will be working on our projects now are there any questions?"
Jen raised her hand. Sara acknowledged her.
"What is the due date again?" she asked casually as she flipped her blonde hair. The pressure in Sara's bladder instantly became unbearable and she wet herself uncontrollably. Jen noticed the subtle twitch of her face and she knew it had worked. Sara's first diaper expanded absorbing the stream.
"Tuesday," Sara responded tersely trying to curb the flow of pee into her diaper. Class proceeded with no other queues for fifteen minutes when Jen raised her hand again.
"Is there a length requirement for the paper that goes with the project," Sara licked her lips sensually.
"Un fousand," she said trying to say a thousand but it came out like she was a toddler. The lips must have been the queue for baby talk she realized. She tried to scramble together a normal sentence but it was useless. She stood up and Sara licked her lips again. She cleared her throat as her class looked at her with a collective eyebrow raised.
"One thousand," she corrected herself.
Jen smiled at her instructor's humiliation and was turned on by her baby like state. Jen still locking eyes with Sara she flipped her hair again. Again Sara flooded her diaper; the first diaper was soaked to capacity and was now leaking into the second.
"You know class you should use this time to work on your project," and with that she dismissed her class. Jen stayed behind.
"Why are you doing this to me?" Sara questioned her student.
"Because," she said walking up to Sara, "Your gorgeous and I think you would be a good baby, as long as you follow my rules." Jen said eyeing her teacher up and down.
"Jen you can't do this to me..." but she was cut short when she saw Jen wink, instantly went from the teacher in charge of her class to a baby crawling on the floor and wetting herself.
Jen spanked her diapered ass once and said "That's Mommy, baby Sara."
Jen winked with the other eye and Sara returned to her twenty six year old state.
"These are the rules; you will always wear a diaper to every class if I catch you without one you will be punished, If you don't call me mommy or mommy Jen you will be punished, you will wear more revealing clothes, and lastly you will do everything I say." Sara nodded in compliance she couldn't do anything else she was Jen's baby for now. Jen reached down Sara's skirt and began to rub her vagina slowly; Sara quickly felt the beginnings of an orgasm. She was very aroused by the humiliation and how she was forced to wear diapers. After only a few minutes of Sara's moaning and writhing she cummed into her diaper and was drained.
Jen pulled her fingers out of Sara's vagina and examined the cum on her fingers. A thought occurred to Jen, she reached her other hand down into her skirt and started rubbing the lips of her vagina, and then she held her cum covered fingers up to Sara's mouth.
"Clean mommy's fingers," Jen stated motioning Sara to lick them clean. Sara opened her mouth obediently and cleaned her juices off Jen's fingers. Jen smiled at her domination of her former instructor now baby in her complete control.
"That's a good baby; baby Sara knows what will happen if she disobeys." Jen still fingering herself began to breathe heavily, and her body began to quiver with anticipation. She was on the verge of an orgasm and couldn't hold it off anymore, and with her senses on fire from ecstasy she came into her panties.
Jen quickly recovered her composure and looked down at Sara sitting on her puffy diapers. Jen had Sara stand up and she removed her skirt Sara stood there now in only diapers and her shirt. Jen set the skirt on Sara's desk and removed her shirt too. Jen found a pair of scissors in Sara's desk and began to cut the shirt and skirt. While Jen worked on Sara's clothing Sara caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror she had on her desk. No longer was Sara the educated adult she looked like she was two except for her breasts wearing the puffy yellow diapers. She noticed she was also smiling a little when she saw herself, 'Why am I enjoying this?' Sara thought to herself.
Jen returned to the almost naked Sara standing behind her and put her newly cut clothes back on her. Jen had cut the sleeves off the shirt lowered the neck line and cut off a few inches below her breasts to show some more skin. The skirt had been shortened from modest to slutty it was short enough to show half her diaper. If she wasn't wearing diapers the skirt would have only reached barely past her ass. Jen admired her work she eyed Sara up and down her curves complimented by her clothing diapers puffing out to Jen she looked like pure sex.
"Gorgeous," Jen stated simply.
"But Jen I can't go out like this," Sara whined.
"Mommy Jen," Jen corrected quickly.
"Now, Baby Sara I'll have none of that talk." Jen reached into her purse and pulled out a pacifier and popped in Sara's mouth and told her to suck. Sara did so fearing punishment.
"Oh, Sara I bet you're starving here let mommy feed you." Jen unbuttoned her top and revealed her D breasts. Sara took a examined Jen She was blonde, slender, very attractive, wore a short skirt , had large voluptuous breasts and an ass most girls only dreamed of.
"Funny," Jen commented shirt open breasts exposed, "I'm about to breast feed my former teacher turned my baby."
"I'm not a baby!" Sara pouted through her pacifier.
"That's right babies wear diapers and wet them and suck on pacifiers and have mommies to breast feed them. Hmm, I wonder who the infant is? Probably the one wearing diapers." Jen smiled. Jen sat down on the floor and pulled Sara over laying her head on her lap. Jen guided her nipple into Sara's mouth and Sara began to suck. The milk was good Sara thought as she sucked on the nipple of her younger student. Sara felt very little sucking on the nipples of such large breasts. Sara drank Jen's milk until she was full. Jen wiped the milk off Sara's lips, "That's a good baby," Jen said cleaning Sara's face.
Sara was at war with herself she wanted Jen very badly but she was her student and if she tried to make any move voluntarily it would be out of line, she was only 17 almost a full decade younger." Sara thought about the situation and came to the conclusion that it didn't matter because if anyone found out what Jen was doing to her and or that she actually enjoyed it she would be humiliated. Sara resolved to make a move and maybe try to turn around the situation. Sara liked the idea of possibly having Jen as her baby but now was not the time. At this point Jen held all the cards, Sara's dignity and replaced it with a diaper soaked with shame and passion.
"Now let's get up on your desk and ill change you into some fresh diapers." Jen said pulling a large folded up diaper out of Sara's purse. Sara behaving climbed up onto her desk and laid back. Jen removed her soaked double diaper and threw it in the trash can. Jen cleaned her teacher's vagina with precision and haste, and then added some baby power. Jen gently rubbed the baby powder over her teacher's perfect thighs and vagina.
Sara stared at the ceiling wondering how she had gotten into this situation didn't pay much attention to Jen who worked quickly replacing her soaked diaper with a fresh disposable. Sara missed the feeling of a warm wet diaper, it was comforting to her she felt safe, loved, warm and wet not because of the urine soaked diaper. She lied there for a moment enjoying the feeling of a fresh diaper and trying to look on the positives of the situation. She was at least getting to live out her fantasy of being someone's baby and sexual partner. She just wished it was more on her terms this isn't really what she wanted but it was at the same time Sara was very conflicted between her mind and her desire.
Then there was a sound behind Jen both Jen and Sara looked over and saw someone, a girl, entering the room and closing the door behind her. Jen and Sara both froze as they saw the girl turn around.
"Hi, Miss Sara I...what the hell is going on here?"
Sara and Jen both recognized the girl, it was Chelsea a senior in Sara's class. Chelsea was a short girl only about five feet tall but blonde and gorgeous and had a beautiful body. All three of them shared a long silence. Chelsea took in the situation; she had just walked in on her English teacher getting put in diapers by one of her class mates Jen who was wearing nothing to cover her breasts and no way to hide her nipples that had milk dripping down from them. Needless to say she was speechless. Jen quickly fumbled for her phone and began playing the recording over the speakers. The subliminal message played for about thirty seconds while Jen covered her ears and Chelsea tried to fire questions at them over the sound.
Sara knew what Jen was doing, she was going to control Chelsea like she was doing to her now. Finally the recording was over and everyone could hear Chelsea.
"What's going on here?!? Why are you a diaper on our teacher??" Chelsea looking directly at Jen while asking these questions noticed Jen put her phone back calmly and pull a chair out for Chelsea to sit on.
"Have a seat Chelsea and I'll explain." Jen said calmly looking at Chelsea's puzzled expression. Slowly Chelsea walked over and sat down in the chair and in front of her was her twenty six year old teacher diaper half on legs spread pussy covered in baby powder looking at her helplessly with a pacifier in her mouth. Chelsea wasn't sure what to make of the situation but she was intensely curious.
"Here's the situation," Jen explained calmly.
"You are now hypnotized and you will do what I tell you or you will be punished."
"What the fuck are you talking about?" Chelsea questioned. Only to be slapped by Jen quickly.
"My babies don't use that language," Jen said explaining her actions to the confused Chelsea.
"Babies??" Chelsea question bewildered.
"That's right just like Baby Sara," Jen motioned to Sara.
"You'll be a cute baby Chelsea your small enough to pass as a little girl already." Jen commented on Chelsea's petite size while finishing diapering Sara. In a fresh diaper Sara climbed off her desk and stood there while Jen put her now mini skirt back on her. Jen smiled and pulled on her left ear both Sara and Chelsea saw the motion, Sara was worried yet excited and Chelsea was ignorant to the situation.
"There now both of you are incontinent," Jen said smiling at the predicament that they were both in.
Chelsea not realizing the gravity of the situation stood up and said, "That's ridiculous, I'm not going to wet myself just because you said so." Chelsea said hotly not believing Jen.
"Well maybe you should think again about what I can make you do," that being said Jen pointed at Chelsea's school girl skirt it had a stain on it and a trail of urine was dripping down her legs.
"Still sure I can't control my babies?" Jen said knowing the answer.
"Just follow the rules and everyone in school won't know you're the little babies you are," Jen said smirking.
"These are the rules; you will always wear a diaper to every class if I catch you without one you will be punished, If you don't call me mommy or mommy Jen you will be punished, you will wear more revealing clothes, and lastly you will do everything I say." Chelsea nodded in compliance realizing a two year old could stay dry longer than she could right now.
"For even the slightest transgression you will be punished," Jen reminded her babies.
Jen walked over to Sara's desk and motioned for Chelsea to climb onto it. Chelsea reluctantly walked over and lied on the desk. Jen lifted Chelsea's legs in the air her skirt rode up and Jen saw her yellowed panties. Jen used a baby wipe to clean Chelsea's legs of the stream of shame. Chelsea turned bright red as Jen pulled down her saturated panties and exposed her pussy to her teacher and classmate. Chelsea wasn't sure what to make of the situation but she was starting to enjoy herself. Chelsea was excited to be put in diapers by Jen she thought she was sexy and she always had a crush on her teacher and the diaper on her was making Chelsea tingle with desire. 'This could be fun,' Chelsea thought to herself. Jen finished putting a thick disposable diaper on her incontinent class mate and pulled her skirt back down. Jen took a step back and looked at Chelsea; she looked adorable wearing her school girl outfit with a puffy diaper poking out from under her skirt. Chelsea shifted from side to side feeling the diaper rub against her pussy.
Sara looked up the clock, the class Chelsea was in started in fifteen minutes. Sara started to panic; she couldn't wear what she had on to her next class. She looked at herself in the mirror again. Her skirt just barely covered her diaper from hanging out if she pulled down her skirt. Her shirt had a breast milk stain on it and showed off her body and she still had a pacifier in her mouth. She took out her paci and turned to Jen, "Jen...I mean mommy, I have to teach a class in ten minutes." Sara looked at Jen pleadingly.
"Oh, don't worry I know Baby Sara." Jen said casually.
"You'll be teaching it, and Chelsea and I both will sit in on the class." Sara had a worried look on her face.
"Don't worry baby," Jen said stroking Sara's hair lovingly.
"You'll be fine as long as you don't break the rules," Jen said smiling as she ran the tip of her index finger seductively over Sara's breasts. Sara couldn't lie about being turned on by the possible threat of humiliation and the diaper clinging to her waist.
"Now get in your seats little ones," Jen said smirking. Sara got up and went to go sit at her desk but Jen was already sitting in her chair.
"Mommy, you're in my chair." Sara said meekly fearing punishment.
"Oh no Sara, I've changed my mind ill teach the class you two can be my assistants for the day." Jen routed through Sara's desk and found the lesson plan for the day.
"Now get in your seats before class starts." Jen stated authoritatively. Sara and Chelsea both rushed over to the desks in the front row their diapers crinkled quietly as they walked.
"Also," Jen added getting two large water bottles from her purse.
"Drink these before the first thirty minutes of class is over," Jen placed a water bottle on each of her regressed adults desks. Sara looked at the 64 oz water bottle in front of her it was a daunting task, so she began immediately. Sara drank half of the bottle right away and felt bloated. Chelsea did the same trying to make the deadline.
Several minutes passed then a few students started to filter in. After a few minutes the whole class was there and confused to see their teacher in a student's desk wearing such revealing clothes. Sara shifted uneasily and to make matters worse she was wetting herself almost constantly because of her incontinence. Chelsea was in the same boat, and both of them were drinking constantly with only 30 minutes to go. Jen stood up and walked to the podium and addressed the class.
"Hello class, my name is Jen and I'll be teaching today for extra credit." Jen stated coolly.
"Our normal teacher and Chelsea will be my assistants today." Jen said pointing at Sara and Chelsea in the front. Both of them shrunk a little into their seats embarrassed.
"Now let's begin by collecting last night's homework, if you would please pass it up to the front Chelsea will collect it and hand it in."
The class quickly scrambled and passed their papers to the front. Chelsea stood up nervously her diaper was starting to sag a little but no one would notice she hoped. Chelsea walked to each of the front desks and picked up the papers luckily there was too much noise to hear her diaper crinkle. As quickly as she could Chelsea rushed back to her seat after turning in the papers to her mommy. Jen stuffed the papers into her baby's desk haphazardly and started talking about famous American poets. During the lecture Sara tried to curb the flow of urine flowing into her diaper to no avail. Jen had made them completely incontinent and she still had more than 20 oz to drink.
Chelsea was worse off than Sara she had drank a huge soda before class and already had to use the bathroom. Chelsea wasn't sure if her diaper could hold that on top of a half gallon of water, so she began to worry about her diaper falling off or leaking in class. Her worries weren't unfounded it was just a matter of time. Chelsea looked to her side at her teacher she wanted her so badly. The crush had changed from a harmless crush to an insatiable lust once diapers were introduced, so badly did she want to climb over her desk, tear her teacher's clothes off, caress her body and slide her hand into her wet diaper.
Sara noticed Chelsea looking at her with lust in her eyes. Sara knew she had a crush on her and she thought Chelsea had a hot body for a petite girl. Sara thought a sagging diaper suited her well. Chelsea winked at Sara and licked her lips seductively. Sara blushed at the gesture but silently blew a kiss back to her.
Sara and Chelsea's flirting was interrupted by Jen clearing her throat to get their attention.
"Chelsea, why don't you come up here, and read the passage about proper MLA format." Chelsea nodded and looked down at her diaper it was sagging and full soon she was going to start leaking. Chelsea looked at the clock and finished her water Sara did the same with only a minute to spare. Chelsea waddled slightly up to the podium and began to read from her book.
"Proper MLA format has 1 inch margins and 12 point font. As well as headers and footer," but before she could finish that sentence a girl sitting in the front row called everyone's attention to the puddle forming at Chelsea's feet.
Look Chelsea is pissing herself!" the girl in the front next to Sara called out. Chelsea could only stand there as her classmates pointed out the urine that had leaked from her diaper. She could almost feel the stares; she turned bright red all over, and started to cry. Jen walked over to her infantile class mate and put her arm around her to console the crying girl. Chelsea stood there tears streaming down her face frustrated by her lack of control. Jen and Sara both saw Chelsea lose control and piss all over the floor and both thought it was one of the hottest things they had ever witnessed. Sara and Jen were both burning with desire and very wet.
What seemed like an eternity of standing in front of the class the bell ring to Chelsea's sigh of relief. The class quickly rushed out hurrying to their next class confused by what they just witnessed. Chelsea once all the judgmental stares of her classmates were gone stopped crying and regained her composure. Everyone would know now that Chelsea needed diapers she was very embarrassed and somewhat excited. Once all the students had left the class Jen locked the door behind them Sara had a free period during this time and no one would bother them. Chelsea looked at the damage her accident had caused. Her skirt was now a shade darker in most places and there was a puddle on the floor beneath her feet.
"Sara clean up that mess and change your big sister," Jen ordered making fun of Sara and Chelsea's regression. Sara obediently grabbed some towels and soaked up the mess. Sure that the carpet was free of Chelsea's piss Sara tossed the towels aside to be dealt with later. Sara then had Chelsea hop onto her desk, untapped her diaper, and threw it in the trash. Sara grabbed the last diaper she had out of her purse and after cleaning up Chelsea's vagina and legs added baby powder and taped up the fresh diaper. Sara then realized this was the last diaper they had. Sara began to worry her diaper was sagging and heavy. Being incontinent now she needed a fresh diaper fast or she was going to be in trouble.
"Mommy, were out of diapers," Sara commented shyly.
"Well, you will just have to wait until we get some more from the store." Jen said casually. Chelsea hopped down from the desk in her dry diaper and pulled her skirt back down.
"Let's go before your next class." Jen said grabbing her things. Quickly Sara and Chelsea got ready and soon they were out the door. They walked quickly down the hallway diapers rustling loudly to Jen's car. Jen got in the driver's seat, Chelsea sat in the passenger seat and Sara sat in the back. After backing out they were on their way to the drug store.
Jen pulled into a spot in the back of the parking lot and told Sara to go in and buy another pack of disposable diapers. Sara remembering the rules got out quickly and waddled awkwardly into the store. Sara caught a glimpse of herself in the glass outside the store. Her diaper was so overfull it hung out the back of her skirt, sagging and yellow. Sara was hoping there weren't many people in the store as she walked in. Looking around she only saw the cashier, luckily for Sara the cashier was staring at her phone and didn't notice Sara's predicament. Speed walking diapers crinkling all the way Sara found her way to the diaper aisle. There was only one other person there, an attractive blonde girl she was holding a large bag over her shoulder and was staring intently at the wall of diapers. Sara immediately began looking for what she needed. Scanning the shelf for a minute or two she couldn't find the pack of diapers she got last time. Sara sighed with frustration and hoped the girl next to her was too intent on the diapers in front of her not the soiled one on Sara preventing her from having an accident. The sigh was enough to break the blonde girl's concentration and she looked over at Sara. They both looked at each other silently, the blonde girl taking in the picture in front of her. All the blonde girl noticed was an attractive scantily clad women wearing a soiled diaper hanging out of her skirt.
Sara defensively said "This isn't what it looks li..." Before Sara could finish the tapes on her diaper gave way and her soaked diaper hit the floor with a resounding thud and a hissing sound followed soon after. Sara stood there and started to cry tears streaming down her face and piss streaming into the leaking diaper on the floor.
"I think it's exactly what it looks like," the blonde girl said giggling at Sara. The blonde girl moved closer and tried to calm Sara down.
"Shhh, shhh, now little baby let's get you in a fresh diaper." The blonde girl cooed in a motherly tone. Sara accepted the kindness of the attractive blonde girl and followed her into the girl's bathroom. Once in the stall the blonde girl lifted Sara onto the changing table. Sara lied back and the blonde girl started to clean Sara's vagina...slowly. A little too slowly Sara thought until she noticed her nipples were hard and her breathing started to become heavier. Sara let out a tiny moan of pleasure as the mysterious blonde massaged her pussy building her up for an orgasm. Minutes of massaging finally got Sara off, she cummed all over the changing table and onto the blonde's shirt with a scream of pleasure.
"Sorry, I gush," Sara apologized breathlessly to the blonde. The blonde without hesitating took her finger and wiped some of Sara's juices off the table and licked her finger clean. Leaning over the drained adult baby in front of her the blonde pressed her lips against Sara's and kissed her gently. The blonde pulled away from Sara after a few seconds and within a matter of moments Sara was wearing a fresh cloth diaper that the blonde pulled out of her bag. Sara didn't know what to say to the girl she had saved Sara from total humiliation, put her in fresh diapers and got her off all in the space of a few minutes. Sara wasn't sure how to thank her all she could do was ask the girl her name.
"Nicole," the blonde responded cheerfully.
As quickly as Nicole had diapered Sara she slipped a card into the front of Sara's diaper and was gone. Sara examined the card; it had a large pacifier on the front, Nicole's full name, phone number and the slogan, "No baby too big." Sara sat there on the changing table somewhat confused as to what just happened. Sara heard the door to the bathroom open and a woman in what looked to be her early thirties walked in, and saw Sara sitting up on the changing table. Sara turned red with embarrassment her diaper was in full view she was half naked and sitting on the changing table. The woman wasn't sure what to make of the situation until she smiled and half laughing said, "You look like my two year old."
Sara mortified at the situation and the irony that a two year old was probably in more control of their body than her. She quickly hopped down from the changing table rushed out the door. Grabbing a large bag of disposable diapers on her way she walked up to the register and stood in line waiting for one person ahead of her. Upon her arrival the cashier and the customer stared at her lack of clothing and cloth diaper hanging out of her short skirt. The customer in front of Sara paid for the items she purchased and walked out the door. Now it was Sara and the cashier, Sara trying to not make eye contact with the cashier looked at her name tag.
"Kate,"
The cashier looked at Sara more closely, she seemed a little stressed. Kate rung up her purchase and finally said something to her, "I've used these diapers before they hold a lot." Sara looked up at Kate she was a cute girl, no older than 20, short brown hair, C cups and nice curves.
"You wear diapers?" Sara asked perplexed.
"Yep," Kate said casually. She lifted up her long skirt to show her puffy disposable diaper.
"Do you need to be changed?" Kate asked hopefully.
"No actually I was just changed by some young woman in the store." She remarked still thinking it odd.
"Oh, it was my baby sitter Nicole, she's great." Kate said smiling thinking of her loving babysitter.
"Well, I'm sure I'll see you again Kate, but I must be going." Sara said picking up the bag she paid for it hastily and left Kate to day dream. Sara rushed out to Jen's car as fast as she could knowing she had spent a long time in the store. Sara opened the door and got in setting the diapers next to her.
"What took so long Sara?" Jen asked aware it didn't take as long as Sara took to get diapers.
"Well, I was at the diaper aisle and I couldn't find what I wanted, then this girl noticed my diaper and it fell off from weight. Her name was Nicole she took me into the changing room rubbed me until I orgasmed, then put me in a cloth diaper." Sara breathed deeply telling the story in a few seconds.
Jen listened to the whole story and took note of everything she said.
"You know you're only allowed to be changed by me," Jen said annoyed.
"As punishment you will wear that cloth diaper until I decide to change you." Sara was immediately worried about how long it would be. Sara knew that one cloth diaper wouldn't last too long being totally incontinent and changing herself meant stricter punishment. Jen pulled out of the parking spot at the store and drove back to school hastily.
Arriving in the parking lot she located a spot and soon they were walking back to class. Chelsea curious as to the whole story made a note to ask Sara all the details later. Step by step Chelsea crinkled loudly but her diaper was almost invisible underneath her skirt. Sara on the other hand didn't crinkle with every step but her diaper hung out of her skirt quite noticeably Sara wasn't sure which she would rather be put in. Arriving at her classroom Sara used her keys and opened the door. All three of the girls walked in and Sara turned on the light. She looked at the clock she had five minutes. Again Jen went to sit in Sara's desk and Sara with Chelsea sat in the front.
The bell to announce the next class rang and within a few seconds the room was filling up with students. Sara looked around nervously no one appeared to notice her clothing yet. She just hoped that Jen wouldn't have her get out of her chair this class. Jen stood at the podium and announced to the class that she was teaching for extra credit and that Sara would be her assistant as well as Chelsea. Chelsea sat there also uncomfortable at the situation. Everyone in the school probably already knew what happened so the brunt of the embarrassment was over but she was also worried about Sara. She could lose her job if she does something wrong. Jen called upon Chelsea to pass out papers to the class. You couldn't see Chelsea's diaper as she walked by and one of the girls who liked Chelsea tried to pinch her ass as she walked by, but Chelsea didn't feel anything the girl only got a hand full of wet diaper and confusion. Chelsea finished her task and sat back down ass cushioned considerably.
Jen started lecturing again like she had last class and then instructed the class to write a paragraph about their favorite poet. Everyone in the class hastily began writing; Sara took a pen and piece of paper from Chelsea and began. Sara wrote about Robert Frost and was almost done with her paragraph when she sat the pen down it rolled off her desk in front of her. Sara was still mid sentence and needed to finish but she also had to either get up and bend over to get the pen or lean forward exposing her diaper to those behind her and get it. She decided to stop there and hand in what she had. She looked up to notice Jen staring at her she mouthed silently to Sara to pick up her pen. Sara was hesitant but much worse would happen if she didn't listen to her mommy. Sara started to lean forward but Jen cleared her throat authoritatively and motioned for her to stand up to get it. Sara reluctantly stood up took a step toward the pen and bent over to pick it up. Sara flashed her warm sagging yellow cloth diaper to her whole class and instantly whispers murmured throughout the classroom. Sara went back to her desk finished her paragraph and tried to avoid eye contact with her students. She tried to focus on other things. Her diaper hung around her waist heavily it was warm and soggy it felt good against her pussy. The feeling of cloth rubbed her lips nicely she thought getting wetter as she shifted rubbing the cloth against herself. She sat there enjoying the warmth of her diaper for a few minutes until Jen interrupted her.
"Sara, could you please pick up the papers and bring them to me." Jen said smiling knowing full well Sara's wishes to stay in her desk. Before Sara stood up she looked down at herself her nipples were hard and poking out through her shirt and her skirt was darker in some areas because the cloth was pressing against it. She stood up knowing how strange she looked. Walking around she almost had to waddle slightly in her high heels. Her students stared at her the whole time mostly unsure of what to think.
Sara walked up to her own desk and handed Jen. Sara wasn't sure if things could get any worse at this point. Sara turned around facing her class she began to walk back to her desk when the door opened and the principal of the all girls private school walked in. She was a woman in her mid thirties with shoulder length black hair and was very attractive. She walked into the classroom and saw Sara half dressed with a yellow cloth diaper hanging out of her skirt and Jen one of her students sitting in her desk teaching. The principal's name was Jessica Moore and she was furious at Sara for what she had heard. She pointed at Sara, Chelsea and Jen.
"All three of you my office now, class dismissed." She said tersely. Jessica left the class before the crowd of students and had Sara, Chelsea and Jen follow her back to her office.
Arriving at Jessica's large office in the back of the administrative building Jessica sat all three of them down. There was a long silence as they all wondered who would say something first. The only thing to break the silence sadly was the sound of Sara wetting her diaper and the drip of it leaking on the floor.
"So who wants to tell me what the fuck is going on here?" Jessica said furious.
"Well, Ms. Moore it can all be explained by this short recording I have that you should listen to," Jen said seriously as she pulled out her cell phone. She hit play on the recording set it on Jessica's desk and covered her ears.
After the recording finished playing the principal had a confused look on her face.
"Was that it?" Jessica asked confused.
"What was the point of that?" Jessica didn't comprehend what was going on but Sara and Chelsea knew what was going to happen next. Jen stood up confidently and put her cell phone back. She strolled over behind the principal's desk and leaned over her shoulder.
"How do you feel Jessica?" Jen asked.
"Fine and you will address me as Ms. Moore young lady," she returned shortly.
"I have one question for you, Jessica, how would you like to be care free and to be pampered; maybe not have to worry about going to the bathroom?" Jen asked smoothly leaning her large breasts over her principal's shoulder.
"What are you talking about and you will address your elders with more respect." Jessica responded hotly.
"Your right you will treat your mommy with more respect." Jen said authoritatively standing in front of Jessica now she pulled on her left ear. Jessica was livid by her student's lack of respect. Chelsea shifted in her disposable diaper crinkling loudly. Jen pressed her index finger to Jessica's lips, "Babies are seen not heard." Jessica tried to say something in protest but Jen plugged her complaints with a pacifier. Jessica didn't believe it at first but she began to understand why Sara was wearing a diaper because she started wetting herself.
"Now be a good girl and lay down," Jen said motioning for her to lay on the floor. Shocked by the recent events she laid down without protest as Jen quickly removed Jessica's skirt and had changed her soaked panties into a fresh disposable diaper.
"There, Ill keep your skirt off so I can see when you need a change." Jen smiled at her forward thinking.
Sara fidgeted uncomfortably, she was sure she was getting a rash. Her diaper was still warm but she needed to be changed soon her diaper was dripping almost constantly.
"Mommy will you change me please?" Sara pleaded.
"Maybe, once I get done with my new baby Jessica." Jen said casually not caring about Sara's soggy diaper.
"Now, let's make a few changes with the school." Jen walked over to the speaker system and pressed the button to broadcast.
"Attention girls tomorrow do not wear any underwear to school if you do you will be severely punished that is all." Jen spoke into the microphone confidently. Then the final bell rang and class was let out. Jen next went to the phone and started dialing and soon had made three calls and smiled in satisfaction.
"Everything will be ready for tomorrow." Jen said sounding confident in her plans.
"You've been preparing for this haven't you?" Chelsea asked sure of the answer already. Jen merely smiled and slipped her hand inside Chelsea's diaper.
"Maybe," She responded tersely.
"Now that class is over lets all go back to my house," Jen stated leading her babies out of Jessica's office toward Jen's car. They all walked obediently to Jen's car and got in. Sara heard a squish sound as she sat down her cloth diaper full beyond its capacity. She blushed at the sound.
"Don't be embarrassed Baby Sara you can't do anything about it." Jen said smiling at her teacher's anguish. Jen drove all three of her infantile passengers back to her house and lead them inside locking the door behind them. Quickly she disrobed all of them to their diapers and put a pacifier in each of their mouths. Jen checked her watch it was already half past six. Jen had her babies follow her into the nursery where she pulled out three overnight diapers from under the changing table and had Sara climb on it. Jen expertly removed her soiled cloth diaper and tossed it in the hamper. Jen then cleaned Sara's diaper area with a baby wipe and sprinkled some baby powder on her before Sara knew it she was in a diaper twice as thick as the disposables she had been wearing. Chelsea and Jessica followed suite all of them in fresh diapers.
Jen lead Sara and Jessica to a large crib from under the crib he produced two vibrators turning them each to their max setting she pulled Sara's diaper aside and slid the device into her pussy. Jen did the same with Jessica soon they were each having trouble standing. Jen placed both Sara and Jessica in the crib then took out a pair of plastic pants from the closet and locked them on over the diapers of each of them. Jen smiled at her handy work, "looks like you two are going to have a lot of fun tonight, and since you're both stuck here Baby Chelsea and I have plans of our own." Jen said spanking Chelsea's diaper. Jen slowly unbuttoned her shirt and threw it in the hamper along with her bra. Jen leaned over the crib her breasts right in Sara's face Jen's nipple grazed Sara's pacifier Sara wanted Jen so badly but had yet to have the chance. Jen closed the top of the crib so they couldn't get out Chelsea not sure if to be worried or excited followed Jen obediently out the door.
Sara squirmed in the oversize crib writhing in pleasure she had already orgasmed twice muffled by the pacifier in her mouth. Sara was sure Jessica had came at least four times already. Sara looked at Jessica they were both stuck here all night and they knew it. They could only wonder what Jen was doing to Chelsea, what school would be like the next day and if their diapers could hold all their cum and piss until morning.
Jen lead a scared Chelsea, wet diaper hanging heavily around her small hips, down a long hallway to Jen's bedroom. Chelsea wondered how her teacher and principal were fairing in their infantile state for the night with their intense vibrators. Chelsea kept waddling half naked with her pacifier. Jen stopped at her door produced a key and unlocked it. Leading Chelsea to Jen's Bed, Jen stripped the rest of her clothes off and laid in front of Chelsea on her back. Chelsea knew what was coming next and she would be lying if she said she wasn't excited.
"Eat me out," Jen commanded.
Chelsea eyed Jen's pussy, it was dripping wet and she realized she didn't have any choice. She began licking Jen's pussy and Jen began to gasp and moan. Jen rubbed her breasts and heaved breathing heavily. Chelsea was furiously working her diaper was so full she was on her knees but her diaper was touching the bed. Jen climbed the ladder of pleasure and was quickly close to an orgasm. Her moaning grew louder and finally she climaxed and gushed onto Chelsea's face. Chelsea was forced to stay in her wet diaper all night sleeping next to mommy.
Jen and Chelsea opened the door to the nursery to their teacher and principal's room where they both had gotten little sleep. Both Sara and Jessica had lost count of their orgasms and their nipples were overly sensitive. Jen changed all the women into a single disposable diaper and dressed them all in school girl outfits with skirts too short to cover even half their diapers. Jen put a pacifier in each of their mouths and herded them all into her car. Jen pulled into Jessica's parking spot at the front of the school and took them all to Jessica's office. Jen maneuvered the group of women through the scores of workers installing changing tables filling diaper racks and stocking the school with various odds and ends for large babies.
A blonde girl dressed in a skin tight white nurses outfit with a red cross on her left breast.
"Miss Jen our staff is here and ready." The girl informed Jen obediently.
"Good take your stations at the various changing tables around the school." Jen said in a calculated tone.
The woman rushed off to coordinate her staff and get ready for the day ahead. There was an twenty minutes left before the first class and some of the first girls were starting to arrive. Jen had instructions for all the students to meet in the auditorium. Jen lead the girls to the auditorium and walked up with her babies onto the stage and most of the students were sitting in their seats. Many of the girls had confused looks on their faces and some were starting to make the connection of why they were told to not where underwear.
Jen approached the podium and spoke into the microphone.
"Attention all students all girls need to come up to the stage in alphabetical order to check in and be inspected." Quickly all of the girls began to line up and formed three lines each one either with the diapered teacher, principal or student to have their skirts hiked up to double check for panties before they were diapered. Many of the students were bright red at seeing their teacher and principal dressed like school girls in puffy wet disposable diapers.
Most girls had followed the rule Jen had set down the previous day but there were two who didn't. All of the girls who had not worn any panties that morning were directed off the stage to the sides of the auditoriums to be diapered. The two who had worn underwear were Samantha and Michelle, Samantha had worn white cotton panties and Michelle a black thong. Jen covered her ears and played the hypnotizing recording over the auditorium's sound system. Without knowing it they were all now under her control. Jen walked up to Samantha and Michelle and had them stripped of all their clothing and bent over two chairs. Samantha and Michelle were humiliated and yet did they know much worse was to come. Jen reached into her pocket and pulled out two small vibrators, she then inserted one into each of the girl's vaginas on their max settings. Jen then began spanking Samantha. Michelle watched hoping her punishment wasn't going to be as severe noticed Jen flipped her hair. Michelle didn't have to go to the bathroom before but now the pressure was unbearable she tried to retain her control but soon failed. Michelle began wetting herself uncontrollably in front of the entire student body while her friend Samantha was being spanked.
Jen stopped spanking Samantha and led the two off stage to be diapered.
"There now, let's all get to class I wouldn't want you to be late for first period." Jen said with a smile looking over her entire school of school girls dressed in short skirts and now wearing diapers underneath.
Jen walked with her diapered entourage of Sara, Jen and Jessica behind her all of them red in the face trying not to look at their students who were also now all wearing diapers. Jen smiled at all the students who were too scared to look at her. Jen lead her babies into Sara's classroom and immediately everyone noticed the differences; the walls were painted baby blue with pacifiers and bottles in random places. A nurse wearing her skin tight white outfit was stationed in front of a changing table at the back of the classroom, merely observing and waiting.
Jen gestured Sara on top of her desk and had the nurse change her diaper in front of the whole class. Sara was red with embarrassment not just that she was naked in front of the whole class but also because she needed to be changed. Jen removed all of Sara's clothes but her diaper and put a large pacifier in her mouth.
"If any of you misbehave this will happen to you," Jen said pointing out Sara's nakedness. Sara suckled her pacifier with shame and hoped things wouldn't get worse.
Jen stood at the front of the class and began the lesson. Every few moments the sound of rustling diapers was heard as students adjusted to get comfortable. Jen flipped her hair casually and instantly saw it's devastating power. Every girl in the class instantly froze and then wet themselves seconds later. Chelsea, who was sitting in the front row, diaper began to leak onto the floor with an audible dripping sound. Chelsea stood up, trail right behind her and diaper sagging out from under her skirt, and walked down the row of desks back to the changing table. The nurse removed her soaked diaper and cleaned her but did not replace her diaper.
Instead the nurse stripped Chelsea naked stuck a pacifier in her mouth and walked her back to her desk. Chelsea was embarrassed to be naked in front of all of her friends. Jen savored the power she had over her babies and spoke to Chelsea, "You will remain naked the rest of the day baby Chelsea," Jen said satisfied with her flash of brilliance. Chelsea sat at her desk cold, mortified and very wet. Jen admired Chelsea's petite naked form throughout the class.
The bell finally rang to mark the end of the period and the girls waddled out of the room rustling loudly. Chelsea, Jessica and Sara remained behind with Jen. Chelsea shivered in her desk. There was a long silence as Jen stared at her three babies. Jen had Sara and Jessica changed into fresh diapers and merely had Chelsea and her desk cleaned. Sara, naked but her diaper and pacifier was first to be changed, Jessica was also changed into a new disposable diaper. Chelsea sat at her desk unprotected sucking her pacifier. Jen then surprised all of them by sitting in a desk in the front row.
"Sara, I want you to teach the next class. I will supervise, of course," Jen said authoritatively.
"Yes Mommy Jen," Sara said in compliance not even considering complaining. The bell rang again signaling that students should be getting to class. Seconds later students flowed in wearing their school girl outfits diapers freshly changed. Among the last few students to come in was Samantha. Samantha walked in on weak knees; she had already came once after getting a diaper change, and was nearing a second. Samantha grabbed the last seat in the front row next to Jen. Jen smiled and flipped her hair and much to her enjoyment Samantha was instantly wetting her diaper. Samantha was embarrassed that Jen held so much power over her.
The bell rang again signaling the beginning of class. Sara would normally have to quiet down the class, but Jen's power over all of them made them sit silently staring at Sara their teacher wearing not just a diaper but a wet one at that. Sara didn't feel like a teacher she felt like a helpless infant dependent on Jen, her mommy.
"Today class we will be reviewing the play we read last week." Sara said, but was soon interrupted by Jen.
"Actually baby we are going to write an essay about why it's important for you to wear diapers." Jen interjected and soon the whole class was writing about why Sara needed to wear diapers. There was silence throughout the room except for the scratching of pens, the rustle of diapers and the hum of Samantha's vibrator.
Samantha sat at her desk trying to write with a shaking hand. She was getting closer to an orgasm and wasn't able to stay quiet in her desk anymore. Samantha began to moan softly as the vibrator hummed inside her diaper. Soon most of the classes' eyes were on a writhing, moaning Samantha in her desk. Samantha's soaked diaper hung off the edge of the seat of her desk the warmth felt good to her pussy. Samantha continued to moan and rub her breasts until she finally came to a trembling orgasm only to begin the whole process yet again. Samantha breathed heavily still feeling waves of pleasure pass through her body.
Jen motioned for Sara to come over to her desk. Sara obeying bent over listening to Jen whispering in her ear. The whole class watched in anticipation of what would happen next.
"Yes mommy," was all Sara said. She walked silently over to Chelsea's desk and got on her knees. She pulled Chelsea closer and began to eat her out. Sara worked quickly stimulating Chelsea. Chelsea breathing became slow and heaving. The class watched in awe as their infantile teacher pleasured their naked classmate.
After minutes of Sara eating out Chelsea, she orgasmed cumming on her desk, and Sara. Sara cleaned her face and returned to the front of the class. A breathless Chelsea sat at her desk her essay half written. Sara announced that time was nearly up.
"Actually class we are going to stay here for the rest of the day. You will finish your essays and then Sara will read them aloud in the first person." Jen said smiling at her brilliant idea to dress down her teacher.
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Several hours passed it there was only an hour left before Sara would be dismissing the class, if her mommy would allow her that is. Jen still sat at her desk in front of everyone watching them write. Nothing much had changed in the hours the girls were writing except a few diaper changes.
Jen unsatisfied with the girls lack of use of their diapers, cleared her throat to get her students attention and flipped her hair grinning. Jen instantly saw results, every girl in the classroom including Sara felt themselves lose bladder control and wet themselves. Sara blushed because she had been instructed to stand in front of the class while they wrote because Jen said "It would be easier for the students to see what a big baby you are if you model for them". All of the girls got to see their teacher flood her diaper at her student's mercy.
Meanwhile Samantha while writing had orgasmed two more times and desperately needed a diaper change, and Chelsea was shivering from being naked and wet her only comfort was a pacifier. Jen finally allowed Samantha a fresh diaper and removed the vibrator because Samantha was sobbing and moaning after her sixth unwilling climax. Chelsea meanwhile was merely cleaned up and sat back down naked. with just a pacifier.
"Times up girls, hand in your papers." Jen said commanding her students. One by one the girls walked up to Jen and handed in their papers, diapers rustling with every step. "Nurse bottles," Jen said. right after the request was made the nurse obliged and began handing out bottles to every student.
While the students drank their bottles Jen handed her former teacher the first essay to read. Sara essay in hand noticed it was Chelsea's. "Why Our Teacher Wears Diapers" Sara read aloud blushing bright red. "I wears diapers because I is clearly at best am just a toddler who cant control her bladder let alone teach." Sara read and continued for the next three students for continious but true comments about her. Sara reached her fourth essay and began reading about how Jen was controlling them all and shouldn't have that power. The student was quickly identified as Samantha. Samantha was immediately escorted to the front of the classroom. Her diaper was put around her ankles and she was bent over the desk by Jen. Jen began spanking her as Samantha cried and wet herself. Soon she had tears streaming down her face and standing was standing in a puddle. Samantha was returned to her desk and was instructed to leave her diaper around her ankles. Samantha in pain and nothing protecting her from having an accident all over herself, she now empathized with Chelsea who was in a similiar situation.
Just after Samantha sat down the bell rang and the students were dismissed. "I'll see you all tomorrow be sure to pick up some spare diapers from the nurses on your way out or you will be punished." Jen said plainly. "I could get used to this," Jen said to herself smiling.
The End