Hey guys I wrote this story for a defunct subreddit and now really want to share it. It is so horridly specific in its kink I can’t imagine anyone outside the fandoms to be turned on, but hey, why not try right?
I think I still managed to make it sexy .
$hit me baby one more time.
Cassie had never quite gotten over the shock of discovering her father’s secret files on the computer. Hidden in a no name folder deep on the more obscure drive where files with long numbers and indecipherable code language sat a file that simple read “no.” Boredom had sent her on a scavenger hunt through the family computer while everyone was away at a church picnic. She never imagined what she would find.
She knew enough about sex to not be immediately shocked at the images of nude women stretching into a digital oblivion. In fact, she felt her tits harden at the various poses of girls stretched taught, hands stretching down to their crotch and some squeezing their breasts as hard as they could. Others had women lying on a floor or couch with their legs spread wide, the camera close into their wet and pink secrets.
Cassie browsed with a languid slouch. She liked the way the pictures made her feel, but the subject matter of some she found unsettling. She had always found Cats and Dogs attractve. Though she was a Dalmatian mixed with a few mutts somewhere long ago forever marring the purity of her family tree, she found herself fantasizing about cats. That wasn’t the biggest problem. Her father was a proud man of God, but even he would be uncomfortable with her dating a cat. He wouldn’t rage or forbid it, but she knew he would cringe and fight with all his might not to say something offensive.
That may have been the reason she wanted a cat so badly. Now though, looking through her father’s secret porn collection on the computer, she found a broad assortment of both Dog and Cat centered images. There was an even spread of squirrels among the mix for flavor as well. At least in private, her dad was very progressive about how he would put his dick in.
None of this prepared her for the folder at the bottom of the picture list. Similarly marked as the initial portal to smut, but this time marked “NO!”
She almost gasped as she opened the file. Here was a similar assortment of species, but now they were bound in ropes. Some were gagged, while others appeared to be screaming. Most were contorted into agonized pretzels with their ass pointed straight up in the air, camera diving into them in sick detail.
More than a few of them were shitting. They were really enjoying it.
“That’s enough of that for one day…” Cassie said, closing the folder and shutting down the computer. She tried to turn on the television and watch some dry, god awful soap opera set in Japan. Eventually her hand found its way down the front of her panties and lightly stroking the hood of her clit.
The picnic would be ending soon. But she figured she had enough time to off herself right here in the living room. Hell, dad probably did it, what with the computer sitting in the corner of the family room after all. What was wrong with her enjoying herself on the leather couch for once.
She tried not to think of the girls shitting into the air. She tried not to think of her dad masturbating to those images when they were all supposed to be sleeping. But she did. Then she came.
* * *
It was around that time she began to think of diapers. She had no explanation for it, but she suspected it had something to do with the trauma of discovering dad’s scat collection on the computer. She had seen commercials of adult undergarments designed for people with incontinence issues, and the gears had begun to spin. What would it be like to wear one? Where would she go and use it? What if someone discovered her walking around in public wearing a diaper?
It made her stomach sink. She had been captain of the cheerleading squad for two years, finally breaking into her senior year of Highschool. She had lost her virginity to an idiot Great Dane football player a year ago and left him high and dry in love till rumor had it he tried to kill himself by cutting his wrists. She should feel bad, but there was a weird pride in reducing a football lunk into an emo bitch. No one had heard from him again all year. She had an image to maintain as one of Lion High’s ultras. What would everyone say if it came out she was into diapers?
That settled it. She had to do it. She had been masturbating to the same fantasy for weeks. Pissing and shitting herself in Mrs. Deel’s class just enough for someone to smell it and look around confused, skirting the edge of disaster. She had even begun wearing her underwear into the shower so she could experience the sensation of wet panties against her snatch. She would hover outside the stream just long enough to piss through her thin, blue boy shorts. She would then spend the rest of the shower tearing herself apart with her fingers.
She got the diapers by taking another huge risk. She ordered them off the internet so they would look more like a child’s diaper, rather than the giant, dignified underwear in the commercials for old fogeys who just couldn’t hold their fluids in. She had it delivered on a Wednesday, and faked being sick. Dad had kissed her cheek before he left for work. As soon as he was out the door, she stripped naked and went straight to the computer for more delving into the sex hell folder he kept locked away with a simple “NO!”
Before she knew it, hours of debauchery had passed with her sitting nude in her dad’s chair, oogling an assortment of shitters from dogs, cats, squirrels, even the occasional innocent looking mouse with thin arms and legs was bound and flipped for the camera to bask in the most obscene of angles. She was loving it. Losing herself in her dad’s world bit by bit.
The door bell rang. She quickly hopped up from the chair and washed the dank smell of her cunt of her fingers. She dressed herself in a long t-shirt and nothing else and went to the door, half-way thinking of making a pass at the delivery guy if he was hot. She opened the door to bright sun, chirping birds, and an empty porch, all except for the box.
Her plan had worked perfectly!
She took the package upstairs with a run, skipping steps and trying to halt her racing thoughts. She went into her room, locked the door and tore into the package without even stopping to look for keys to aid in breaking the tape. Her nails looked awful, but eventually the box opened and sheer leered at the contents.
There weren’t many, but that’s probably because the item was such a specialty. The diapers were her size, thick and padded with the images of tiny giraffes and letter blocks on the front and back. They were true baby diapers, and she trembled as she worked to remove the cellophane wrapping. She removed one from the pack and turned it around in her hands. She removed the shirt and quickly wrapped the oversized bag around her waist.
She eyed herself in the mirror. A thin, sexy Dalmation girl. The envy of every girl in the school, the lust of every boy, lifted on a pedestal and leered at every step through her day. But this made her something weird. Kinky, and repulsive even to herself. She LOVED it. She modeled the diaper for a few minutes, twisting in circles, bending over, and even sliding her hand over her asshole and snatch through its thick padding.
Now all that was left was to test it out.
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Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/4yy1bt/diaper_furry_madness