Completed Making her Mine

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Making her mine- Chapter 1

Carl was excited and anxious all at the same time; he had a dream, and now he had the perfect chance to make it all happen. He had been a player most of his life, sleeping with multiple women whenever he felt like it. He was downright sexy, chiseled swimmers body, curly kept hair. He was a stud and he knew it. He’d experienced it all, threesome’s foursomes, older women, younger women, bondage, sodomy you name it he had done it. Carl knew his college days were over, he had moved away from his home in New York and now he was looking for something a bit more permanent. But dating bored him, and in reality he didn’t think he could find a woman to keep him content.
One girl in his past though, she had it all. She adored him, did whatever he asked to please him, she was a sexy little brunette, she was his little shorty. She had all the curves he liked with a tiny flat little tummy with just the right amount of definition in her abs. Livy was the type of girl that looked up to Carl with awe in her eyes, she lacked confidence and dreamed of having a guy like Carl as a husband. She wanted to keep him sexually satisfied no matter what the cost, and during college she had. She couldn’t say no; as long as she was single anytime Carl called she was there to please him sexually. She had all the makings of a good little girlfriend, but for obvious reasons she did not trust him.
A few months ago Livy had undergone some serious changes in her life. After some serious complications with some tumors in her kidney and bladder, Livy was left incontinent. The rumors had circulated, and then Livy had just stopped denying them, she was left in adult diapers and her confidence had dropped even more. Now that she was done with college, and with medical bills, and college bills biting her in the butt, she had been forced to move in with her father for a few months. He was helping her cope, but she was a strong girl and she seemed to be overcoming the setbacks and was working hard to move forward.
Today Carl was on his motorcycle, on his way to New York to make all his wildest dreams come true. He was a man on a mission, he was going to have a baby girl; whether she knew it or not. Livy had a birthday party coming up, all her old college friends were coming and Livy was so excited; especially when Carl called and said he would be in town for her birthday. She had to make everything perfect for him, she loved when Carl was happy, she didn’t know what it was, maybe it was his charm and good looks, but she was powerless around him and she loved it.
Carl was so sexy and smooth, she recalled the last time he had visited, he had pulled up on his motorcycle, and as usual she had greeted him in a sexy pair of panties and a baggy t-shirt. Carl couldn’t resist her, as she stood up on the couch to kiss him, he was a whole foot taller than her, while he stood at six foot four and she stood at five four, there was quite the difference. It just made her feel sexier, he called her shorty, or kiddo or small fry, he had all sorts of adorable nicknames for her. The daydream came to a screeching halt as Livy felt the need to urinate, she tried to make it to the bathroom, but after a few steps she felt her diaper get warm. Livy sighed; Carl wouldn’t want her like this. As Livy made the preparations’ for her party, she was worried sick. She didn’t know Carl knew she was in diapers now, and she didn’t want him to find out.
The day of the party came, and Livy was beyond excited. There was lots of alcohol, and the hot tub at her father’s house was cleaned and ready. Livy picked out a pair of cute shorts and a thin pull up for the party. As long as she paid close attention, she would be fine; at least that’s what she told herself. Carl was the first to arrive, as she watched him pull up on his motorcycle, she already felt herself getting all hot and wet. Carl stood up off his motorcycle and took his helmet off, he watched as his little girl stood there looking at him in awe, he ran up to Livy and picked her up in a bear hug and spun her around. Carl was a bit more than disappointed when he followed her into the back yard and didn’t see the puffy diaper butt that he was expecting. Livy handed Carl a beer, as he sat down on the lawn chairs. He had travelled twenty four hours to be here, and he was tired. Carl relaxed in the shade while Livy ran all over finishing the last of the party preparations’. As more and more people showed up, Livy started to slow down, and she started to relax; and she started to drink.
Carl kept a close eye on her, after an hour or two he noticed her butt seemed a bit more puffy, her pull up was getting soaked, and Livy was focusing on everything else. Before long Carl noticed a few wet spots on her bottom; his moment had arrived. Carl swopped in while she was talking to her girlfriends and asked for a second with her. Livy looked dreamily into his eyes and followed him as he led her inside.
Carl: "Livy, baby is there something you want to tell me? " Livy looked confused and thought hard and long for a second; she had no idea what he was talking about. “Livy. Think hard.” Livy shifted her weight to the other side, and all of a sudden she noticed how full and squishy her pull up was. Carl laughed inside as her face turned to pure horror; a single tear rolled down her face. She was speechless; but she didn’t have to say anything, Carl knew exactly what to say. He wiped her tear away with her finger, “baby, your pull up leaked, why didn’t you wear a diaper today?”
Livy: “I didn’t want you to know, I’m so ashamed Carl, if you want to you can leave” Livy put her head down and pouted as she turned away from him, and walked toward her room so she could change.
Carl: “You can turn back around little girl, I’m not leaving, I drove all night to be here with you today, now take me to your room so I can help you change.” As she turned and met his gaze his warm eyes all of a sudden turned to seduction and she felt herself melt into his eyes. She wrapped her arms around his and gave him a tight hug. “Thank- you Carl, that means the world to me, but I can manage, I guess pull-ups weren’t a good idea for today. How did you know, though?”
Carl: “Nonsense, if you could manage you wouldn’t have needed this conversation, let’s go get you into a diaper kiddo.” Livy laughed his old nicknames made even more sense now and it was kind of ironic. She knew Carl wouldn’t take no for an answer so she allowed Carl to follow her into her room, she went to her dresser and pulled out a diaper from her drawer, all of a sudden she felt sorry for herself again, she felt little and helpless and insecure. How could he look at her as his sexy little girl anymore?
Carl sensed this change in mood and walked over to her and took the diaper out of her hands, he laid it on the bed, and grabbed the lotion and powder off her dresser, something she usually reserved for nighttime diapers. Carl turned back to her, and undid her urine soaked shorts and slid her pull ups around her ankles; she held his shoulders as she stepped out of them. Her face burned red as he opened the diaper on the bed and laid her on it. Carl couldn’t control himself any longer; he ached for her as she lay on the diaper, looking so helpless, so vulnerable. Carl undid his shorts and pulled his throbbing cock out of his boxers. “Does baby still want Carl?” Livy giggled, of course she wanted Carl, and she always wanted him. Livy pulled him on top of her, it was all Carl needed. He lay on top of her as she lay on the diaper. He kissed her with passion that she hadn’t seen before, she wanted him so bad, she ached for him to be inside her, and as she tried to pull him inside her he laughed, she hadn’t changed a bit. He held off for a couple more minutes, letting her whine and ache for him as much as she wanted him, and then he pushed his cock in her tight little hole, she moaned out as she took all of him deep. He fucked her hard, taking all of her, all for himself. Livy loved it; she loved him inside and begged for more of him as he penetrated her. Livy’s body tensed as he neared his orgasm, she loved his juices she loved every bit of him, and she wanted his cum inside her. She wanted nothing more than Carl to use her to please himself. It turned her on to the fullest and as she hit her peak and he came her body shook her legs quivering as he met his release.
They were soaked with passion, Carl stood up and got redressed, and he laughed as Livy lay there collapsed on her diaper. “Maybe we should get a new diaper for you that diaper might leak.” Carl walked to the drawer and pulled out the thickest diaper he could see, one of her nighttime diapers. Livy dint even notice how thick the diaper was until Carl helped her up off the bed when her legs were pushed apart by the barge of the diaper. “Oh Carl”, Livy said. “You used the wrong one I can’t wear this in front of everyone.” Carl laughed. “Of course you can, I think you should wear this one; you don’t want to leak again. Do you? And you’re going to be drinking. Yep it’s settled, this one will do.” Livy sighed, Carl was right, she didn’t need to go through a third outfit today, and her shorts were already ruined. Carl walked to her closet and saw a cute little sundress. “Awe; why don’t you wear this? It’s perfect for a party.” She shrugged, why not… Not like she could hide her diaper any who, so shorts probably would look dumb anyway. Before going back out to the party, Livy fixed her hair, and her dress, and tried to hide the diaper. The dress was a bit too short, but with Carl looking at her with those hungry eyes, she felt more confident than she had before she came in the room. Maybe it was the alcohol she had been drinking.
The rest of the night was magical, Carl never left her side, and kept his arm wrapped around her, almost like he was protecting her. By night fall most of her friends had ventured back home. But Carl was still there, making her feel all tingly inside. When it was just the two of them left, Livy suggested Carl stay the night, of course he obliged. That night they lay awake talking about everything that had happened to Livy, she hated her town, and wanted to leave. Besides her family she didn’t have much to leave behind. This was the moment Carl had wanted. “Come home with me Livy, I have plenty of space for you” Livy thought about it, she wasn’t really the type to make rash decisions like that. But it was a chance for an escape, and boy did she want to escape.
Carl didn’t expect an answer right away, especially not when she had been drinking, as she laid there staring off into space, Carl slipped a finger in her diaper. She jumped, it wasn’t something she had expected, and even though the diaper was thoroughly soaked she hadn’t been paying much attention to it. “Whatchya doing?” Livy asked as she was laying there as Carl slipped a pillow under her head when as he slid out of bed. Carl laughed “silly child, your diaper is about to soak through, and I don’t want to get wet tonight, so guess what?” Livy laughed at this playful exchange “What?” she asked, as if she didn’t already know what he was going to do. Carl was having fun now, he chuckled and handed her the stuffed froggy she adored so much and she held it tight as he pulled up her dress and un-did the tapes of her soggy diaper. Carl grabbed the wipes from her dresser and carefully and slowly swirled the baby wipe around her delicate parts. “I am going to clean you up and get you all ready for bedtime, you need a new diaper little girl; and I happen to be an expert diaper changer.” Livy laughed, “you know; my dear. I can take care of my own diapers; I really am quite capable of changing myself.”
Carl’s face hardened and his words were stern “I understand you feel that way Livy, but you’ve already had one leak earlier and this diaper is cold and soggy and soaked. It seems to me that you are not capable of determining when you need a new diaper, so I will check you, and change you if you are not dry; especially when you have been sitting in this for hours. Do you understand me Livy?” Livy pouted, “But Carl…” She was cut off, “I said do you understand?” Livy quietly said yes. Her fun diaper change wasn’t so fun anymore, she shouldn’t have stayed in a wet diaper that long and she knew it, and she knew better than to argue about it. It was her own stubbornness that had made Carl mad, and she never wanted Carl mad. “I’m sorry Carl; I won’t let my diaper go that much again.” Carl finished powdering her and taped her in a new diaper; again it was a nighttime diaper that happened to be very thick. “I know you won’t Livy, I won’t let you. If you are around me, I will check and change your diapers as I see fit.”
Carl grabbed her hands and helped her sit up. “Now I’m going to guess you don’t want to sleep in this dress, where are your jammies?” Livy pointed to her dresser “second drawer.” There were all sorts of sexy and lace outfits in there, but Carl picked out a cute pink little spaghetti strap shirt with a frog on it, it had matching bottoms, but Carl didn’t figure she need those because it was too “hot outside for shorts” Carl helped Livy out of her dress and undid her bra, once again he sprang to life as he looked at his cute baby girl and her perky boobs sitting on the bed in nothing but a diaper. He dismissed the thoughts and pulled the shirt over her before getting undressing himself and crawling back in bed with his little girl.
Livy reached over and shut the light off, but she didn’t go to sleep. It was time to thank Carl for helping her to get ready for bed; she pushed herself against him and ran her fingers up and down his well defined chest. She wanted him. She always wanted him. Tonight was no exception, he had made her feel special and loved and protected, and her dry diaper and the smell of powder reminded her of that. Livy got on top of Carl and kissed him so passionately he immediately responded, first with his fingers then with his mouth. Livy ran her hands down over his hard cock. She wanted to take the diaper off and to slide her wet pussy up and down his shaft. But this was about pleasing him; not herself. Livy teased Carl, just like old times she kissed and nibbled and sucked on his ears on his chest and she slowly worked her way down to the prize. Livy ran her tongue up and down Carl’s shaft enjoying the salty taste, and the reaction she got from him. Livy took her time pleasing Carl, she let her tongue make circles around his head and up and down his shaft before sensed his need and took all of him into her mouth. Rhythmically she worked up and down with her mouth and hand. Carl was so yummy to her, and she loved his moans of pleasure, she loved feeling his cock in her mouth throbbing and begging for attention.
Carl wanted to pull Livy’s diaper off her and to take her right there, but he knew she needed to learn to pleasure him after she had been naughty. She didn’t know it yet. But Livy was in training to learn to serve him and to become his. Carl was going to own her, she was the perfect baby sub for him. And he couldn’t wait to become her Daddy.

Chapter Two-

Over the next few days, Carl spent all his time pampering and spoiling Livy. He decided to get a hotel room and to take a week off from work. That should be enough time to make Livy his. Carl always made sure he was the one to change Livy’s diaper, so eventually she would feel dependant on him. He kept hinting at her that he wanted her there with him, and that he would be the one to take care of her. He was working his magic, but Livy couldn’t let herself trust him; after all he had a reputation and a past. How could she trust someone who had proven to her time and time again that she couldn’t?

This Carl, the one that she was seeing now, was amazing, there was something different. She felt him there for her, in every way. And the sex; the sex was amazing, Livy rarely said no; and when she did he played with her until she could no longer say no. Livy was being captivated and convinced and wooed, it was magical, and she felt so loved… With Carl pushing hard for her to move to Florida with him, Livy was torn. She really did want to go with him; but she had so much to leave behind. Her friends, her family, her life; and those things tugged at her heart. Livy’s heart sank every time she thought about Carl leaving at the end of the week, she felt like she would be lost without him. She hadn’t felt this kind of happiness in a long time and it was affecting her, she was falling for him and she was falling hard. It scared her, when she was at work she was thinking about him; when she was sleeping, she was dreaming about him. Her thoughts and desires were slowly being consumed by him. The only time Livy wasn’t with Carl was when she was working part time at a local gas station, something she was ashamed of since she had worked so hard to complete her bachelor’s degree in college Livy rarely even paid attention to her diaper anymore either, she didn’t have to. Carl was constantly checking her whenever he was around. Unfortunately, it got her in trouble and that’s where she was now.

Livy stood in the office with her head hung low; at work they wore khaki pants and a shirt that was to be kept tucked in at all times. The manager was sympathetic the first time Livy’s diaper had leaked, and didn’t pay any heed as he let her leave work early to get cleaned up. And then it happened again two days later; Livy was working hard tending to customers and running around trying to keep everything running smoothly. But as the time passed Livy had soaked through her diaper, and when Jason called her into the office he was less than pleased. Jason pulled her aside “Livy this is the second time this week, I understand you have a medical condition and I’m sorry; but it’s no excuse. You are a grown woman; you cannot be running around with piss soaked pants in a place of business. It looks bad for you, but what’s worse is it looks bad for the store. I’ve already had two customer complaints and that’s two too many.” As he scolded her, Livy was ashamed; she just hadn’t noticed that her diaper was wet, especially not to the point of leaking. Livy begged forgiveness and promised it wouldn’t happen again; but all Jason did was hand her a final warning write up, and sent her home.

Livy walked out of the store and those little wet spots covering her butt that she hadn’t noticed before seemed to be overwhelmingly obvious and she felt so little. So hurt. Since Carl had taken Livy to work on his motorcycle that morning, she decided to call Carl to come pick her up. Livy sat on the curb as she waited for Carl, with her head hanging low. She had not felt that low in a long time. For the first time since she had been back in diapers; Livy wanted to run. Run hard, run fast, and run far. Livy wanted to escape. Carl saw his little girl’s pain as he pulled into the store. Livy looked up as she heard the now familiar roar of the motorcycle pull into the store, and her heart fluttered as he got off and pulled her close and held her tight against his chest. Carl didn’t like to see his little girl hurt, but as Livy told Carl about her final warning he realized this was his perfect opportunity. He didn’t want to play dirty, but he was determined to make her his; and he was running out of time.

Carl took his little Livy back to his hotel room. She had been staying with him all week, and he had been spoiling her with attention. As Livy walked in the room, she instinctually let Carl take her pants off for the second time this week, and undo her sagging diaper. He led her to the bed and sat her down, before taking her work shirt off over her head, and then Carl ran his hand over her chest and applied pressure to have her lay down. Livy’s mood was low, she was distracted and her eyes were sad. Carl knew how to cheer her up. Carl showed Livy all the attention that he knew she craved; but this time it wasn’t sexual attention is was love, he wanted to protect her and to make her happy. Carl kissed her lips, and her neck, as he ran his fingers up and down her breasts and stomach. Livy wasn’t quick to respond, but he did notice a slight smile on her lips; exactly what he was looking for. Even though he knew he could take her there where she lay, he had no intention of using her at that moment; he just held her tight and showed her that she was more than a piece of ass, that he actually cared. Livy’s tension relaxed and she allowed Carl to take care of her needs; emotional and physical, something that she had feared previously. As Carl felt her body relax into his, he stepped back, as much as he wanted her; he knew this moment was crucial to show her that he would take care of her. He stood up and got all the diapering supplies from off the hotel nightstand and wiped Livy clean before he rubbed lotion and powder all over her. He loved making her smell like the baby he wanted her to be; and Livy never complained. Afterward he taped her up in a nice thick nighttime diaper, something she no longer considered abnormal.

Carl helped Livy stand up “Okay let’s go get something to eat my little Livy.” Livy giggled, and went to the drawer to pull out a pair of jeans. “No silly, we are going out to a nice place. Skirt or dress your choice.” Livy sighed and wrinkled her nose; she didn’t have any long dresses or skirts, just summery ones that didn’t hide her diaper very well. But she didn’t want to disappoint Carl. So she picked a cute white skirt that had shorts sown into them, and a matching top. They didn’t hide the diaper bulge, but at least her diaper didn’t poke from the bottom. Carl and Livy took a taxi cab to Olive Garden, one of the few “fancy” restaurants in the small city and since Livy didn’t know much about Italian, he decided to order for her. Livy didn’t mind; her eyes were wandering, and she was nervous; her family didn’t do restaurants, McDonald’s was her idea of going out; and now here she was in this fancy restaurant in a skirt with an obvious diaper bulge. When they ordered a bottle of wine, Livy was of course id’, she was constantly being id’ she had a small frame and had an innocent looking face. With her puffy diaper butt, and her curious wandering eyes; of course she looked younger than she was.

Carl and Livy drank and enjoyed the special dinner, and soon Livy’s worries and sad eyes were long gone. She laughed at Carl’s jokes, and held tight onto every word he said; she was all but captivated with his deep blue eyes and charming demeanor. After their dinner ended, Carl took Livy to a quiet bar, and pulled her to the floor to dance with him. Livy smiled shyly, as she wasn’t much of a dancer, but he just leaned in close and told her to step on his shoes, that he would lead her and take it slow. All she had to do was follow his lead. The two danced and twirled on the dance floor until late that night, and by then they weren’t the only two on the dance floor. Livy couldn’t take her eyes off Carl’s, he was her everything, and he would be gone in no less than three days. But she couldn’t leave her job, her family and her friends. She would miss them too much, but Livy felt like she needed Carl more than anything in her life.

When Livy started looking sleepy, Carl told her it was time to go home, Livy pouted, “Nooo, not yet, we’re having fun.” Carl put his stern face on. “Livy, don’t even try to whine, we are going home, and you are going to bed. You work in the morning, and after today’s incident, you don’t need to go to work hung over and tired.” Livy wrinkled her nose, and continued to pout, but took Carl’s hand as he lead her out of the bar. Livy’s eyes were heavy, and the alcohol in her system made it even more difficult to stay awake. Even though it was only a short taxi ride back to the hotel; Livy was fast asleep in Carl’s lap before they were even half the way home. As Livy lay asleep in Carl’s lap, he wanted her to be his even more. As they arrived back at the hotel Carl hated to wake Livy up, but he half dragged the groggy baby girl into his hotel room, and laid her on the bed. As Carl began undressing her he decided it was time to take this thing a bit further, he reached into his bag and pulled out a surprise, as she lay there more than half asleep drifting in and out of consciousness, Carl offered her very first pacifier, a Nuk 5 adult pacifier that was pink and that said daddy’s girl on it. Livy unconsciously took it into her mouth as Carl rubbed the rubber nipple against her lips and sucked on it like it was meant to be there. He smiled, it was a small success for the night, but he couldn’t wait to see her reaction in the morning Carl pulled her top and skirt off, and undid her diaper. She barely stirred, Carl laughed to himself. He was so amused with himself; he was already becoming an expert. Soon he pulled a new thick diaper on her and slid into bed next to her. He pulled the sleeping child snug against his chest and rubbed her back as she slept on his chest.

Carl was tingling with anticipation, tomorrow would be the defining day. Would Livy choose him? Would he be able to claim her as his? Could he train her to be the perfect baby girl? Carl was certain he could, at least once he got her back to his house. Carl had a plan, one that would tear her down even further into his grip, if only she knew her fate for the next day…

Chapter 3 (Finally, I know.)
This story is rated-R, as it contains sexual references, If you don’t like it. Don’t read it.

Carl hadn’t slept much that night, especially not when he had Livy lying on his chest gently sucking on her pacifier. He had laid there all night enthralled; watching her chest slowly rise and fall, her level of calmness, her warm diaper pushing against his legs. Who could/ who would want to sleep with everything you want just laying in front of you ready to be taken? Livy stretched out on the bed, slowly becoming aware of the very wet diaper pressing between her thighs. She looked up at Carl slightly confused at the pacifier that was still resting peacefully in her mouth. Livy decided not to question it; Carl was watching her, patiently waiting for her reaction. And when she snuggled closer and continued sucking on the pacifier, she noticed how happy Carl was and how much love could see in his eyes. She would miss those eyes when he left.

Carl wrapped his arm around her and pulled her closer; “good morning my baby girl, you were so restless last night, but after I gave you that pacifier you slept so peacefully last night. I guess it helped you calm down.” He laughed at his little white lie, “I love girls that have an oral fixation.” Livy giggled, she liked the double meaning. After all, the pacifier was still in her mouth, and it was strangely calming. “I ordered you and I some breakfast, room service should have it here in a half an hour or so.” Carl, reached around with his free arm to Livy, and pulled her pacifier out of her mouth “Now why don’t you show me how much you love sucking on things” Livy moaned and scrunched up her face, she wasn’t awake yet, “Reeaalllly?” she whined. Carl gave her a smooth smile, and gently pushed her down to his awaiting penis. Livy rolled her eyes as she shifted her weight and pulled the blanket over her head.

Livy started slowly, if he wanted it that bad, he could handle her teasing him a bit. She ran her tongue up and down the shaft slowly working circles, paying close attention to his breathing rate and his response. Livy then took his head into her mouth, working her way up and down his shaft rhythmically, circling her tongue around and around and around. She worked her tongue up and down, back and forth ad she continuously moved up and down his thick shaft. Got did she love sucking his cock, every time Livy could feel him ready to burst; she would stop what she was doing, slow down and let his orgasm build to an even higher explosion. After the second time Livy did that, Carl couldn’t control himself. He pushed Livy off him, and held her down to the bed. Carl didn’t even bother removing her diaper; he just pulled it to the side as he forced his cock into her dripping wet pussy. Livy gasped, she hadn’t expected that response from him, but she loved it. Carl told her to shut up and take it, and grabbed the pacifier from the bed where he had laid it. He told her to suck on it as he fucked her. Livy had never felt so turned on, so hot. She struggled to keep the pacifier in her mouth as she herself reached her climax. Carl held her in place, her head pinned to the bed with one arm, and her legs held apart with the other. As Livy began to orgasm, Carl could feel her legs shake and tingle and as the pacifier fell out of her mouth he exploded into her. Livy loved the feeling on his release into her, it was the most intense sexual experience that they had had yet.

Carl collapsed on to her; he pulled her already soaking wet diaper back on her, knowing it wouldn’t hold much more weight. Then the knock on the door came. Livy gasped and pulled the blankets over her. Carl looked at her sternly, “Nope, go answer the door, I’m exhausted.” He handed her his t-shirt and Livy looked scared as there came another knock at the door “Rooommm service;” Livy’s eyes begged Carl to go answer the door, Carl maintained his stern face “You want the shirt or not?” “Carlll” Livy whined and put on her best pouty face “mmmy diaperrr…” "You can have a dry one after we get breakfast, now put the shirt on and go answer the door. Livy knew she was defeated as he pulled the covers off her. She quickly put the shirt on and ran to the door, pausing and looking back at Carl before opening the door.

The loud knock startled her, as she slowly opened the door. Livy was standing there in nothing but a t-shirt and a sopping wet, saggy diaper. She tugged the shirt down and invited the hotel employee in. He pushed the cart in, pausing for a moment at the nearly naked girl in front of him. But the employee quickly regained his composure. "So- sorry to bother you folks, is there anything else I can help you with today? Livy blush deep red, and shook her head no violently. The employee waited. Livy looked to Carl confused. Carl reached to the nightstand and held a five dollar bill out for the tip; purposefully forcing Livy to move from the corner she had pushed herself into. As Livy walked to Carl, her diaper crinkled thunderously (at least to her it did), her face was as bright as a red apple. Livy grabbed the cash and handed it to the employee quietly saying thank-you and never looking him straight in the eye. As soon as he left the room Livy frowned at Carl “You’re a butt, you know that right?” Carl laughed “Give me my shirt back if you’re going to be calling me names” he said playfully. Livy giggled and rolled her eyes at his stupid little grin as she stripped back down to just a diaper; he loved to show off.

After they ate breakfast together, Carl stripped Livy’s diaper off and they hopped in the shower together. Carl took his time soaping Livy up and helping her wash her hair; and once he was finished with her, she turned around and soaped him up, rubbing her soapy body all over him. She loved it, and giggled as she rubbed her soapy tits over his firm sexy chest. After the shower Livy was diapered and dressed and all ready for work, Carl had put her in a thin diaper for discretion and reminded Livy several times to change whenever she felt herself even getting a little wet, so there would be no problems. Livy’s shift started at eleven, and since they had a early breakfast. Carl and Livy stopped at a doughnut shop on the way to work for a quick snack. Carl and Livy laughed and talked on the way in, and Livy ordered her favorite, a chocolate filled doughnut. "Can I have the long one with chocolate frosting and sprinkles! " Livy said so happy, she was almost bouncing from foot to foot. Carl paid for the doughnuts and they got a table. Carl loved her antics and her never fading smile. “Oh crap” he said as they sat down “I forgot my cell phone on the bike, can you be a doll and go get it for me?” Carl flashed a winning smile at Livy. She giggled “of course” and quickly ran out to the bike; long enough for Carl to slip an extra strength laxative into both ends of her doughnut.

They quickly ate so Livy wouldn’t be late for work. As per the usual the gas station was incredibly busy, and by the time Livy was clocking in and opening her drawer, there was a line forming out the door. The day seemed to go by quickly with the seemingly unending line of people. By the time Livy got her first break in-between customers, her diaper was quite wet. She felt confident as she ran back to the bathroom to quickly change, and took her spot back at the register. The hours dragged on, and Livy was running around like a chicken with her head cut off. The local construction workers wanted pizzas. Some old lady needed her gas pumped. The pumps kept running out of paper. Livy continued juggling the registers, the pizza, and the non-stop questions. Her co-worker was trying to re-stock the coolers, the first time Livy felt her stomach rumble. She could feel her diaper thickening between her legs, and she knew she needed to change. But everyone was busy. And she couldn’t leave the registers unattended. Her lunch break was only 45 minutes away. Then it hit her, a major cramp hit, and with no warning Livy messed her already wet diaper. Livy finished ringing the customer out. Yelled for Jason and ran to the bathroom. Every inch she moved her diaper was spilling a disgusting hot mess all over her. Livy turned around and looked in the mirror to survey the damage, and as she was already on the brink of tears; when she saw the horrible spots covering her legs and thighs she burst into tears and called Carl. Carl was anxiously waiting by the phone, the already packed a bag with fresh clothes and diapers sitting beside him, was walking out the door before Livy explained what happened.

Within fifteen minutes, he was back at the store. After Jason pointed him in the right direction, he knocked on the bathroom door. “GO away!” yelled an obviously upset Livy from inside. “Livy, its Carl open up.” Livy quickly cracked the door open and Carl slipped in. Livy standing in the bathroom with only her work shirt on, her eyes beat red from crying. She had tried to clean off all the mess, and had used paper towels to do so her bottom was bright red from the irritation. Messy diapers were not Livy’s favorite thing. She practically jumped on Carl; hugging him tightly, burying her face in his shoulder. “I’m sooo ashameed and humiliated. I just…. I just…” she sobbed, unable to vocalize what happened. Carl comforted her holding her close and rocking her “shh baby girl, it’s okay, it’ll be okay. I’ve had a stomach ache all day, it musta been something we ate. Come on my dear; let’s get you cleaned up, so you can go talk to Jason…” Livy’s eyes got big in horror. “I can’t face him Carl! This is the third time in two weeks. What am I going to do?!” she buried her face deeper into Carl’s chest and continued sobbed harder. “Well if you don’t try to talk to him, you are sure to be fired. And if that’s the case; what’s next? How will you tell your dad?” he pondered out loud, attempting to discreetly upset the child more. It worked; she continued sobbing until she could barely breathe.

“Oh shush my child it’s not the end of the world. It’s a gas station, nobody has to know. Walk out of here, and come home with me. I know you can’t see this. But I want you soooo bad. I want you. Only you. I want to hold you and to take care of you every day, every night. Come live me on the ocean. I want you. I want this. I want every part of you. Even you’re stinky diapered butt.” Livy laughed a little. Her tears slowing down as Carl held her tight. “Say the word. And we walk out of here together. You can be my baby girl. We can sit on the beach every night together Livy. You and I. Trust me. Please trust me.”

Livy closed her eyes and took a deep breath. The dirty bathroom smelled horrible from Livy’s accident. She just nodded and took Carl’s hand. “I brought you a fresh diaper and something to change into. Lie down” he said as he took a small blanket out of his backpack and spread it on the ground. Ten minutes later, Livy and Carl walked out of that bathroom, Carl’s arm protectively over Livy’s shoulder. He had brought her a sexy pain of skinny jeans and a sexy low-cut top and a pair of heels. Although her face was still beat red, and her eyes still puffy from crying. She was the sexiest diaper girl that gas station had ever seen. Her thickly diapered butt swayed side to side and her head was held high as she walked out of the gas station.

“Thank-you” she whispered into Carl’s ear as he helped her onto the bike.

Re: Completed Making her Mine

Is that all?

Re: Completed Making her Mine

Is this the end or are you going to fiish it.