Double Diaper Dare: Chapter 2
Looking around the interdimensional nursery she inhabited, Crissie’s mind was firing on all cylinders as she considered what kind of dare would cause Codi to break. Based on what she knew of her roomie, sexual play and Little Space stuff were the things that Codi was less proficient in, given she was a DL and not an AB. Going off of that, pushing Codi to do things that were either sexual or Little Space-inducing or both would be the most likely to cause her downfall. And since this was Crissie’s nursery, there was no shortage in either department.
Meanwhile, Codi was spending the same time cursing herself in her head. She’d really done it this time. Of course, she had no real interest in playing one of Crissie’s silly games. However, her pride and the sanctity of her workspace were at stake. As much as she hated it, beating Crissie at her own game was the best option for her.
“Oooh! That’s perfect,” said Crissie, causing Codi to snap out of her thoughts, only slightly concerned with how far Crissie would go with their first real dare, “I Double Diaper Dare you to go up to Miss Snorington and let her know what a horny bab you are!”
In an instant, Codi’s anxiety turned to amusement. “That’s it? That’s your first dare?” she said, baffled by how innocuous the dare seemed. She didn’t even have to do anything slime-related, “Okay, bet!” Sticking her nose up, she strutted across the nursery floor to where Miss Snorington was currently prepping a nutritious lunch.
“Oh! Hi there, babycakes!” said Miss Snorington, elated by the mere presence of one of her two diaper babs, “Lunch won’t be ready for another thirty minutes. Why don’t you go play with your Big Sis for now?”
Cringing at being referred to as Crissie’s Little Sis, Codi shook off the damage to her ego and prepared to dive in head first into her dare. In the back of her mind, she considered, “What would Crissie do?” in reference to acting like a horny bab. She supposed that Crissie would probably make some lispy comment while acting aroused and small in hopes of receiving the attention she was craving.
Unfortunately, behaving in such a manner was far outside Codi’s comfort zone. She could feel the blush in her cheeks welling up on the spot. However, her resolve tightened as she looked back at Crissie, receiving an unauspicious thumbs-up from her daregiver. Taking a deep breath, she reached down and grabbed the front of her diaper while biting her lip and attempting to look as bashful as possible, “Miss Snowington, I feew funny.”
“Oh, dear! Are you feeling ill?” said Miss Snorington, unaware that she was currently caught up in Crissie and Codi’s game. On the other side of the room, Crissie could be heard giggling up a storm as she observed the least horny diaper lover of all time trying to act like her loins were on fire.
Letting Crissie’s snickering fuel her rage, Codi shook off her nerves and tried again, going for a more direct option, “Nuh-uh! I feew…h-howny,” she said, struggling through the last word. The humiliation hit her instantly, as did a modest amount of pride strangely enough. She’d fulfilled her end of the bargain and now it was her turn to cackle while Crissie did something embarrassing.
At least, that’s what Codi thought until she felt Miss Snorington’s warm, fuzzy arms wrapping around her and lifting her into the air. “Awww, how delightful! Don’t you worry your silly, little head, I’m here to take care of everything,” said the animatronic teddy bear as she placed her paw on the front of Codi’s diaper.
BZZZZZZZZZZ!
All of a sudden, a wealth of vibrations ran throughout Codi’s padding, sending Codi into a frenzy of arousal. It was as if her robotic caregiver knew exactly how strong to vibrate her diaper to get her sex instantly wet. “Umm, I-I changed my mind! I’m not horny anymore,” she shouted, hoping to escape an extended masturbation session with Crissie’s mama bear. After all, the bet only implied she had to say she was horny.
Miss Snorington paid no mind to Codi’s soft protests though, her paw humming along as she cuddled her baby girl. “Nonsense, Crissie usually needs to cum at least five or six times before she’s tuckered out enough for a nap. Seeing you cooped up at your drawing desk for so long, it's no wonder you’re itching for some relief,” she cooed, swaying back and forth in a calming manner as she pressed a bit harder against Codi’s dry padding.
For Codi, this situation was anything but calming. Regrettably, as much as she tried to fight it, the low rumbling of Miss Snorington’s paw was causing her to melt with euphoria. The only thing keeping her grounded to Earth was Crissie’s incessant laughter, but even that wasn’t enough. Her body went limp as she mounted her first orgasm, a wealth of purple debris dripping into her once-pristine, white diaper.
If only the pleasure stopped there. Drool fell down Codi’s chin as she was forced to cum another two times in quick succession, each one stronger than the last. By the time Miss Snorington’s paw finally stopped vibrating, she finally understood why Crissie had made this her first dare. Sure, it seemed harmless enough, but she should’ve known that a caretaker for a horny brat like Crissie would be programmed to do something like this. If the rest of Crissie’s dares were going to be anything as intense as this, then she could never let her guard down again.
“There, does my Codi-kins feel so much better now?” asked Miss Snorington rhetorically as she walked Codi over to the nearby playpen and set her down on the soft carpet, an audible squish sounding off from her slime and cum-filled diaper, “If you need anything else, just give me a holler. I’ll have lunch out for you and Crissie soon.” And with that, Snorington returned to her post, leaving Codi in a state of bewildered bliss.
Skipping over the side of the playpen wall, Crissie plopped herself down criss-cross applesauce next to Codi while wearing a devious grin. “Great job, Codi-kins! You beat your first dare,” she teased, reaching down and poking at Codi’s bloated diaper.
Codi slapped away Crissie’s inquisitive fingers, not wanting to feel another sensation in her princess parts for the rest of the day if possible. Knowing Crissie though, this would be an impossibility. “My…my turn,” she said exasperatedly, still recovering from the pleasure high she was on. If she was initially planning to go easy on Crissie, that ship had sailed.
Smirking, Crissie eagerly leaned forward, excited to hear what Codi’s naughty mind could cook up for her. “Awww, are you gonna dare me to play dollies with you? Or maybe you want me to read you a story before nap time,” she remarked, feeling extra cocky after seeing the state Codi was in. If she was this shaken up by one naughty session with Miss Snorington, she was doomed.
While Crissie continued to gloat, Codi was racking her brain to come up with the cruelest, most humiliating dares she could think of. Forget starting off easy. If Crissie was going to play this dirty, then so could she. Getting up on wobbly legs, she made her way over to the toy box and propped it open, gazing upon the wealth of both baby and adult toys inside. She knew exactly what she wanted to do, she just hoped that Crissie had one on hand to pull it off. Thankfully, after a bit of digging, she uncovered the device she was searching for.
“Alright, Crissie,” said Codi, standing up and holding the object of Crissie’s demise behind her back, “I Double Diaper Dare you to put this on and wear it until the game is over.” Slowly, she revealed what she was holding, much to Crissie’s dismay.
In Codi’s hands was a shiny, steel chastity belt. While Crissie had used it in a few of her Big Sis Criss sessions, she’d never used it on herself. Depriving herself of sexual indulgence wasn’t exactly her strong suit. Still, she wasn’t about to balk at such a simple task. “Just hand it over,” she said, snatching the device from Codi’s mitts and lying down on her back as she undid the tapes of her diaper.
All the while, Codi watched with insatiable glee, relishing in the flashes of poutiness that ran across Crissie’s face as she locked herself up for the foreseeable future. The chastity belt had been designed with diapers in mind, possessing a small slit near the crotch and a big opening in the back to allow for all-day usage. This made it perfect as a dare for her sex pest of a roommate. If this game went on longer than an hour or so, Crissie would be begging to be let out.
CLICK!
Locking the belt into place, Crissie quickly retaped her slightly moistened diaper and sat up, sticking out her tongue at her adversary. “There, I did it,” she said, sounding a little less enthusiastic than she was five minutes ago. Ignoring Codi’s cheeky smile, she scanned the room once again, attempting to conceive of a dare to blow her last one out of the water. That’s when her eyes made contact with Codi’s favorite rocking horse, PonyPony Clopper.
Lightbulb!
TO BE CONTINUED…