Lightning's Truthful Titillation
“Lightning…Hey, Lightning…” cooed Felicia in her sing-songy tone. Her white, shoulder-length hair dangled around Lightning’s head as she smiled down at her, tickling her rival's neck as she broke from her slumber. “Good morning, sleepy baby. Ready for a fun-filled day?”
Attempting to raise their hand and rub their eye, Lightning was instantly struck by the fact that their arms were completely immobile. “S-Sweepy baby…” she muttered, realizing mid-sentence that something thick and rubber had been stuffed into her mouth. She tried to muscle the squidgy object with her tongue but found it locked in place.
It was at that point that panic began to set in for Lightning. The pink-haired adventurer could do nothing but kick and squirm while Felicia continued to gaze upon her like a salacious snack ready to be devoured. Her frantic movements soon led to a symphony of crinkles, signaling that the dominant diaper-lover had already ensured she was properly padded.
“Struggle all you want to, cutie. I’ve made good use of all those blushy magical items that our favorite genie, Lucia, left behind so you’re not going anywhere,” said Felicia, dismounting Lightning's tummy to unveil the magical bracelets of submission that she had lovingly wrapped around Lightning’s wrists. She snickered as she tugged on the magically sealed cuffs, which were bound together by an unbreakable, mystical force. “And don’t even bother begging. It’s not like those bracelets came with an instruction manual on how to take them off. Oh, and tell me, how’s that enchanted diaper treating ya?”
Wiggling atop her cozy bed, a dull, pleasurable tingle had infested Lightning’s pelvic region since the moment she woke up; a likely side effect of Lucia’s supernatural nappy. As much as it pained her to admit, her sopping sex couldn’t get enough of its fluffy surroundings, though she’d never, ever admit that – “Ish makin me weawwy howny,” she said, unable to prevent herself from saying exactly what was on her mind.
“Eeeeeee! Such a good, honest baby!” said Felicia, neglecting to mention the truth-telling effect of the binky she had strapped to Lightning’s head. “Good thing Mommy Felicia knows exactly what you want. I mean, if you wanted me to stop and let you out, you’d tell me so, right?”
Compelled to speak at Felicia’s behest, Lightning’s rampant crush on her close friend meant she had no choice but to be forthright about her erotic situation. “Nuh, dis feews too guds,” she said, her crimson-coated face contorting in opposition to her words.
“Hehehe, that’s what I thought,” Felicia giggled, excited to take advantage of the precious time she had before Lucia returned in a few hours. “Wait right here! Lucia left a ton of stuff for us to play with, and we’re not stopping until you test out every single item.”
💜 Artwork By CodiBaby 💜/💕 Story By CrissieBaby 💕/💛 Commissioned By LightningoftheGalaxy 💛