[#257] Child

"Widowmaker!" D.Va shouted from across the room.  Widowmaker groaned and sunk into her chair.  She didn't want to deal with this right now.  When she kidnapped D.Va, it had been to humiliate her.  To torture her.  Now, it was almost like D.Va wanted this...

D.Va bounded up to her caregiver with a shy smile on her face.  Her tummy had been upset all day, and she had been waiting for this very moment.  Right in front of her nemesis, she bent over and grunted, squeezing and pushing with all her might as the seat of her diaper began to fill and sag.

"Child, this is not so very fun for me if you're enjoying yourself, and you don't even seem to care anymore what happens."

Widowmaker rubbed the bridge of her nose - a part of her body that had definite;y bit off more than it could chew, as D.Va rubbed her cheek into the taller girls chest. How could she be expected to resist something so cute?

But the cuteness quickly faded as the smell filled the room.  D.Va's personal stinkiness.  Widowmaker and learned it well these past few weeks.  With a sigh of irritation, she took her charge by the hand and led D.Va to the changing table.  Widowmaker didn't think she would have to spend her own money on such a stupid thing, but D.Va made it clear that she would need to be changed many times a day.

"I do not understand, you eat so little and poopoo so much." Widowmaker lamented, even as D.Va made a failed attempt to climb up onto the changing table, an act which made Widowmaker cringe because any unneeded movement would only make clean up that much worse. "Please wait, I'll lift you up."

Widowmaker lifted D.Va onto the table and immediately D.Va sat down in her own squishy diaper, smiling brightly at her new caregiver.  Widowmaker pushed D.Va down and prepared herself for the worst.

Cleaning D.Va's messy bottom was almost becoming normal to Widowmaker.  Even as she peeled away the diaper and cleaned her up, she wasn't half as annoyed as last time.  And that time wasn't half as bad as the time before.  Either way...

"When I said child, I didn't think that meant changing you," Widowmaker lamented.

"And when you decided to put me in diapers, I didn't think you'd commit to it, but here we are - your diapered your baby girl, so now you gotta deal with that." 

D.Va's voice had gone from giggly fluffy to dead serious as she delivered that proclamation, and she stuck her tongue out cheekily before closing her eyes and slipping back into the giggly moment. D.Va was a gamer; she didn't get played.