Delilah diapers all of them

Despite Ingrid, Sally, and Meg all struggling against Delilah’s grip, they all were too weak to resist as Delilah got them all on their backs, stripping their pants and underwear off and sliding a diaper under each one of them. She swiftly diapered all three with ease and pulled their tops off. She then pulled out 3 pink large onesies and put those on the three girls followed by three pacifiers which she stuck in their mouths. She proceeded to take pictures of them.

“And if I see ONE image of Becca, I will gladly share this with everyone,” Delilah said. “Now, Meg you stay there on your knees and THINK about what you’ve done. And you’re not going anywhere until your diaper is at least wet.”

Meg gulped as she nodded, not wanting to anger Delilah any further. Delilah smiled knowing that she had given the girls punishment pacifiers which meant that wetting their diapers was actually going to be the least of their problems. But she of course wasn’t going to clue them in.

Delilah stood to her feet and gently walked over to Becca who was curled up in a ball. “Becca…” Delilah said, resting a hand on the girl’s shoulder. “I’m so…”

Becca threw her arms around Delilah. Delilah sighed and smiled as she embraced her. “Thank you,” Becca whispered.

“I’m sorry you had to be a victim,” Delilah said. “I came here as quick as I could and when I heard you yelling, I feared the worst.”

Becca nodded. “S-so are you going to be my new mommy?”

“Me? Oh, no,” Delilah said. “But I’ll be your best friend. For you, I have some eager young moms who would love to have you as their little. We’re going to be doing some meet and greets, okay?”

Becca nodded and smiled. “Okay. So what do I call you?”

“You can call me Aunt Deli,” Delilah said. “Aunt and uncle are often used to refer to adult friends who don’t need diapers.”

“Okay,” Becca said. “Thank you, Aunt Deli.”

She smiled as she heard three low sounding farts escaping from the girls. “Phew,” Delilah said. “We’ll just leave them for awhile.”

“Won’t they get a rash?” Becca asked as she stifled a giggle.

“Maybe,” Delilah said, “but probably nothing serious. It’ll teach them a good lesson if they have itchy bottoms for a little bit.”

Becca nodded and laughed as Delilah picked her up and carried her down the stairs leaving the other three groaning and clutching their stomachs as they filled their diapers up.