Taking Stock

He found that he had dozed off by a particularly perky petite poking his cheek.

Christina still had her pacifier in, face framed in those adorable pigtails, but was deliciously naked. Until Nicolas looked down her leg, trail of wetness leading to a yellow patch on the bed lining pad. His incontinent girlfriend needed her diaper back on. Getting up with groan and a stretch Nicolas let, some-how new, muscle memory take over. A bin under the bed was pulled out, it was more diapers in a variety of patterns than he had ever seen before in his private browsings.

But she had her clean diaper just tossed to the side before the animalistic rutting. He just needed the wipes and petite powder that was with the big collection.

Christina, even on a soaked bed pad, still assumed the position, on her back, legs up, holding her knees, butt on display. Supposing she had been incontinent since her shot at 18, probably has gotten over any squeamishness about sitting/laying in urine or feces.

Nicolas wipes her up, slight pubic stubble catching the woven damp cloth. Christina mews behind her pacifier.

'Is she trying to say something? She could just...need me her dom to take out her mute button!' He thought, and remembered, excitedly. It would have been one thing if she had grabbed the paci to pop in herself, but Daddy put it in so only Daddy could take it out, without consequences. And given that she just came too, probably wasn't horny for a spanking.

Nicolas did pause to pull the paci, getting back to wiping her clean.

"Daddy my no no got yucky fuzzy fuzzes!" She whined.

This fierce, passionate, latina lover was not shy, she was demanding in what she wanted in bed and was quick to let Nic know about his smaller fuck ups. Now she uses cutesy words like "no no" for a vagina, "fuzzy fuzzes" for pubic hair, and best of all calls her boyfriend "Daddy". The jutting lower lip pout was all she now did to "demand" attention. Then again, Nicolas needed little more than that to be so turned on by his infantilized girlfriend to do anything she cutesily said. Maybe he wasn't the dom...

The diaper had gone on as he mused over those observations. Laying out the diaper under her, rubbing powder into her skin to protect her cracks and crevices from heat and friction. He helped her up and with another wipe got what transferred from the bed pad onto her back and diaper to make sure she was clean.

"Go play in the livingroom sweetie, Daddy will pick up." Nicolas said.

She wasn't bothered being nude, grabbing a barely there titty to play with as she left to livingroom.

Bed pad rolled up and binned (an excellent diaper genie now in the room), Nicolas sat with The Rulebook.