[F4A] Tomboy Indulges in Girlfriends Kinks

DISCLAIMER: while I don’t care for whom I RP with, this is a lesbian rp, so you’ll have to play female.

This rp is mainly focused on: ABDL/Diapers, Scat and watersports, kink indoctrination/coercion, premature orgasms. Maybe cuckqueaning and petplay.

I’m limitless except for necrophilia. I’m open to include other kinks/fetishes.

‘'Do I really have to do... it in the diaper?'’ Mira asks, voice small, trying to negotiate. ‘'Can't I just... wet it or somethin.. like before'? That'd be enough, right? Fuck, Scarlett, come on...'’

Scarlett cuts her off with a firm shake of her head, sitting up straighter, doubling down. 'Nuh-uh, Meeps. A promise is a promise. You said you'd try the full thing tonight.'

Seeing the discomfort etched in Mira's tense posture the way her knees knock together, her pale skin prickling with goosebumps. Scarlett softens, her voice turning coaxing, sensual. ‘'It's the next step, baby\~ Trust me, you'll love it once it's done.‘’

Mira shoots back sarcastically, her dark eyes flicking up briefly with a sardonic twist of her lips. 'Sure, I'll love crappin' my pants. Absolutely fuckin' thrilled.' The word hangs in the air, revealing the taboo act at last, her humiliation bubbling up in curses muttered under her breath.

Scarlett giggles again, clapping her hands lightly, her eyes sparkling. 'That's my girl. Just do it, Mira\~let it all out. I'm right here.'

Mira falls silent, her jaw clenching as she steels herself. After a tense moment, she shifts into position: knees bending slightly, pushing her pampered ass out toward the bed in a vulnerable pose, her small hands balling into fists at her sides. A low grunt escapes her, face contorting with effort, brows knitting, lips pursing, as she bears down.

But Scarlett interrupts, leaning forward eagerly. 'Wait, call me Mommy\~ while you do it! Come on!!'

Mira stops dead, straightening up with a jolt, her mad expression twisting into rather cute outrage, eyes narrowing, mouth dropping open. She flips Scarlett off with one hand, middle finger thrust high. 'Fuck off!'

Scarlett ignores her and takes in the sight: her usually tomboyish girlfriend standing there in nothing but a thick diaper, messy hair wild around her pale face, that adorable face full of fury and slight embarrassment making her look irresistible. Laughter spills from Scarlett again, but she raises her hands in mock surrender. 'Okay, okay, sorry, baby! Go on.'

Mira huffs, but resumes, bending her knees once more, ass presented as she grunts deeper this time. Her stomach churns audibly, a low rumble vibrating through her petite frame, her expression shifting to strained focus, eyes squeezing shut, cheeks puffing out with each push.

Scarlett watches rapt, mouth slightly agape in eager anticipation, her own arousal evident in the way her thighs press together, hand hovering near her shorts.

Finally, relief hits, Mira's bladder gives first, hot piss flooding out in a steady stream, soaking into the diaper's absorbent core. The padding swells, turning a faint yellow at the crotch as wetness indicators bloom like dark flowers, the whole thing sagging heavier between her legs with a warm, squishy weight that clings to her skin.

Then the mess follows. Mira's asshole twitches, opening slowly as a thick log begins to push out, the firm mass stretching the diaper's back, pulling the material away from her pale cheeks with a muffled squish. Her face flames red, eyes clenched shut tight, a sharp breath hissing through gritted teeth as she pushes harder. The turd coils into the padding, squooshing warmly against her ass, spreading in a sticky smear over her buttocks, the heat and pressure intimate and overwhelming. With the effort, fresh dribbles of piss squeeze out, darkening the front further.

Grossed out, Mira drops into a low squat, knees closed and ass hovering, but the shift collapses the log's shape, instantly, it mashes into a mushy paste, smearing up between her cheeks and forward toward her sensitive folds, the sensation gooey and invasive, making her stomach twist in disgust. She grimaces, a soft 'ew… fuck' escaping, but continues, bearing down for the last bit. One final push, and it's done, the diaper now fully loaded, sagging low with the combined weight, the mess shifting with every tiny movement.

Mira straightens slowly, using the bed for support, rising to stand in a nervous stance, weight shifted to one leg, hand rubbing her other arm anxiously. The messy bulk between her thighs feels weird and alien: warm, heavy, the poop clinging stickily to her skin, squelching faintly as she clenches. Hesitant, she reaches back, fingers pulling the back of her diaper to peel it away from her butt with a wet schlop. It unstticks reluctantly, the padding dropping lower in a saggy, discolored pouch, the smell is faint but unmistakable. She clenches her teeth in revulsion, her nose wrinkling, and glances shyly at Scarlett through her lashes.

Scarlett's eyes are wide, blown with lust, her hand having slipped into her own shorts to touch herself, breaths quick and shallow. She startles Mira by pulling her hand free, wiping the slick fingers casually on the bedsheet, then exclaims breathlessly, 'Holy shit, Meeps, you look so hot like that... fuck, it's perfect.'

Mira lets out an awkward laugh, high and disbelieving, her mad expression softening into embarrassed relief, hand still hovering near her sagging diaper. 'You... you sure? It feels fuckin' gross.'

Scarlett nods fervently, her social butterfly charm turning sensual and reassuring, crawling forward on the bed to cup Mira's cheek. 'Positive, baby. You're sexy as hell, my brave little girl. Come here, sit in my lap!'

Mira shakes her head immediately, stepping back with a firm pout, arms crossing again. 'No way. I'm changin' this shit now.'

Scarlett pouts dramatically, her full lips pushing out, eyes going wide and pleading, but she relents with a sigh, flopping back onto the pillows. 'Fiiiine... but after, you're all mine.'

Mira feels a shiver run down her spine as she watches Scarlett’s lips curling into a smile.

Essentially the blots about a pretty vanilla punk girl, indulging in her girlfriends kinks to make her happy. I’m thinking at some point she should be totally addicted and comes under the thumb of her lover.