The Dreamcaster: Chapter 13

“W-Wait, you don’t understand!” yelled Jane as Rebecca led her over to her desk with a firm grip on her wrist. In a flash, her co-worker had cleared the clutter off and was laying her short body across the wide desk. With her frustration mounting, she screamed into Rebecca’s face. “Please, will you just listen to me?!”

PLOP!

Tired of listening to Jane’s tantrum, Rebecca was happy she had come prepared with a pacifier for her new ward. “No, you listen to me, little girl,” said Rebecca in a plain, authoritative tone, “This is your last warning. I’m going to get you out of that nasty nappy of yours, and if you continue to act up, I’ll make sure your butt matches how red your face is. Do I make myself clear?”

Jane gulped and rapidly nodded her head yes. She wasn’t a praying woman, but Rebecca’s threat was more than enough to put the fear of Goddess in her. For now, she needed to play along and let Rebecca go about her business. At the present, she was laying down just above where the ring was kept. All she’d need was a moment for Rebecca to get distracted for her to reach in and grab it.

However, in order for that moment to occur, Jane knew she’d have to endure perhaps the most mortifying diaper change of her life. She closed her eyes and prepared herself for an intense amount of humiliation once Rebecca discovered the diaper bag stashed away in her closet.

“Now, let’s see. I bet you have some changing supplies around here somewhere,” Rebecca muttered cheerfully to herself as she knelt down and started digging through the lower drawers of Jane’s desk. She soon came upon the locked drawer and assumed it must’ve been secured for a reason. Lucky for her, Jane had left her key in the small dish on her desk. She retrieved it and opened it up, shocked to find nothing but a few manila folders and some cheap-looking ring.

Scoffing at t̴h̴̝ẽ r̸i̸n̶g̵,̵ ̷R̴e̶̱b̵̜e̵c̶̠c̴̳͝ą̴ ̶̲̓m̸̛̭o̷̠̿v̸̡̔e̴̙̿d̵̩͌ ̶̭͛ö̸̤́ń̵̰ ̵̧̏t̴̨̎o̸̊ͅ

Picking up the ring, Rebecca examined it a bit closer, with something in her brain compelling her to put it on. At first, she tried to dismiss the thought, assuming there was no way that a ring sized for Jane’s petite digits would ever fit her hand. However, there was a part of her that felt unsatisfied with putting it back. She needed to try it on, even if only for a second.

“Jane wouldn’t need something like this,” Rebecca thought to herself, “It’s much too small for a baby like her. I’d better hold onto it for safekeeping.” As she placed the ring on her finger, the band glowed and seemed to widen out to accommodate the new wearer’s size, fitting perfectly into place as she settled it next to the webbing of her fingers. She held out her hand in front of her eyes, admiring how the plain, silver ring seemed to add a sense of elegance to her larger hands.

By this point, Rebecca had been inattentive long enough for Jane to wonder what was going on. She opened her eyes just in time to see Rebecca standing up with the silver ring on her finger. In a panic, she reached out for Rebecca’s hand, “NO! I need that!” She latched onto her co-worker’s wrist but was too weak to maintain a grip for very long, allowing Rebecca to jerk away.

Needless to say, Rebecca was furious. “That’s it! It’s clear to me your Mommy is nowhere near strict enough with you,” she said, yanking the skirt of Jane’s dress up with relative ease, in spite of Jane’s attempts to resist.

With her diaper butt exposed, Jane could only watch in horror as Rebecca lifted her legs up high and arched her hand back for her first big SMACK! “Aaaahhhhhhh!!” she hollered and howled against her paci as Rebecca laid into the moistened padding.

Unlike Sarah, Rebecca’s hits weren’t playful in the slightest, showing no restraint in her swats whatsoever. It wasn’t until Jane was a blubbering mess that she decided to bring her assault to a halt. Keeping a hold of Jane's legs, she leaned in close to her face and spoke pointedly, “Miss Rebecca doesn’t like to be mean, but you need to learn what happens when you misbehave. Now, I don’t want another peep out of you until I have you changed.”

Jane winced as her legs were lowered back down, resulting in her weight being rested on her extremely sore booty. Still, she didn’t dare complain out of fear of what Rebecca might do.

As Rebecca continued to dig around in Jane’s desk, Jane decided she would be helpful and point her colleague in the direction of the diaper bag that Sarah had packed for her. However, when she opened her mouth to speak, there wasn’t a single, solitary sound that came out. Not even a squeak or the passive sound of her tongue clicking could be heard.

After a few seconds of intense confusion, it suddenly hit Jane what was happening. Rebecca had said she didn’t want another peep out of her until the change was over. Thanks to that stupid ring, she was completely silenced until Rebecca was finished. All she could do with her mouth at this point was mindlessly suck on her pacifier as any good baby would.

Rebecca continued to dig around in Jane’s desk, convinced she had to have supplies hidden somewhere. Much to her surprise, there was something far too adult for Jane resting in the top drawer. She grabbed it with two fingers and held it forward for Jane to see, “Excuse me, missy, but would you care to explain this?”

Jane felt her heart collapse in on itself as she stared at the damp, powder-coated bullet vibrator that only ten minutes ago had been getting some usage inside of Jane’s wet diaper. Even if she could have spoken, what on Earth could she have said in her defense. Her hand was caught firmly in the cookie jar on this one. Blood rushed to her face in deep embarrassment, causing her to cover it with her hands out of instinct.

Rebecca could only shake her head in mocking disapproval. “Oh dear, what a naughty, naughty baby I have on my hands,” she said, further burying the dagger of humiliation into Jane’s bosom. Tossing the vibr̷a̵t̵̝o̷r̶ b̸̮ȁck̶͉̆ in̶̠͝ ̵͕͗ṱ̶̌h̶̖̏ȩ̶͑ ̶̛͍d̷̪̎r̵̢̎ȧ̴̩ẁ̶͍ę̸͐r̸͇̀,̶͙̌ ̶̯̐s̸̜̍h̴͚̏e̵̢͗ Clicking the vibrator on, she jammed it up against Jane’s diaper with force, wanting to make sure she felt every buzz, “Little girls like you shouldn’t know how to do naughty stuff like this. That’s why you need someone like me who’s big enough to help you.”

With her eyes practically bugging out of her head, Jane’s arms fell to her sides as her body was suddenly engulfed with pleasure. Not just any pleasure, either. The ripples that the vibrations sent through were more intense than what she was used to. Hell, it was more intense than when she was playing with herself only a handful of minutes ago. She didn’t know what was happening, but she assumed Rebecca and the ring had something to do with it.

Just as Jane’s body started to relax and give in to her growing arousal, Rebecca pulled the vibrator away, depriving Jane of getting anywhere close to a climax. The sexual frustration she felt led to some disapproving wiggling and silent groaning.

Rebecca turned the vibrator off and placed it into her pocket. “I’ll save that for later,” she said, winking at Jane before returning her attention to the hunt for changing supplies. “Was Jane really that naive to come to work without a change?” she thought, awestruck that someone as responsible as Mommy Sarah would allow. Surely, she must’ve missed something. After all, she didn’t want to let the baby girl carry on the rest of the day all fussy because of a sodden diaper.

Reopening the drawer where she found the ring, Rebecca was delighted to see that the drawer was now filled with plenty of changing supplies to make sure Jane was changed into something fresh and clean.

Jane’s eyes went wide as she watched Rebecca begin to pull changing supplies out of the desk. She attempted to lean over the side to confirm with her own eyes, but Rebecca rolled her onto her back, keeping her prone.

“Careful there, baby girl. Don’t want you falling off the desk and bonking your head, now do we? No, we don’t!” cooed Rebecca, who seemed to be settling into the caretaker role more and more every second. With all the supplies in place, she placed her hands on the tapes of Jane’s diaper and slowly peeled each of them back, “Let’s see what the damage is.”

For Jane, each tape felt like a thousand pounds being rested on her chest. Her co-worker, someone she’d seen herself as equals to only a few days ago, was about to remove her wet diaper and get an up-close view of her urine-soaked princess parts. It was just too much for her little mind to bear. Blood rushed to her head rapidly and, as the final tape was unlatched, her vision began to darken. Her head fell back against the desk, forcing her to look up at Rebecca's sadistically warm smile as everything around her went black. The final words she heard before fully passing out were so haunting that she couldn’t tell if they were real or if her tired, horny brain had formulated them.

“Rest your eyes, baby Jane,” said Rebecca softly, “I’ll make sure you never have to fret over anything ever again.”

TO BE CONTINUED…