Determined, I declare to my Daddy, “I want to make you proud! I’m a big girl now, and I want to see that bulge in your pants again because it makes my heart race.” I clumsily put on my taped-up diaper, feeling a surge of excitement as I see the evidence of Daddy’s arousal.
I start to touch myself through the diaper, lost in the moment as I talk to Daddy, encouraging him to join me in our intimate act. The wet sensation in my diaper only heightens my pleasure, and I can’t help but feel proud of my ability to hold it in for Daddy.
As we both reach our peak, I beg Daddy to cum with me, wanting to feel his warmth on my body. We both shake with pleasure, and I proudly show off my soiled diaper, eager to prove that I can also change it myself.
Messily and with great effort, I clean myself up and put on a fresh diaper. Exhausted but satisfied, I whisper, “Let’s do this again, Daddy.”