[#223] By Request

D.Va opened up a web browser on her computer and checked the stream.  She had been running a promotion the past few weeks, and a certain special donor would get a private call with D.Va herself.  She made it clear in the rules that the winner could ask for one favor and one favor only, but D.Va wasn't willing to do anything sexual.  For the past few days, she had been watching her top fans bounce around the leaderboards.  Maybe she would have to sign something, or D.Va would have to part with one of her many custom controllers.  But when she checked the scores that morning, she found a totally unfamiliar name.  Not someone from her fan club?  Hmm...

She opened up the video chat with a smile and waved at the mystery person.  Their video and microphone were both off.  But she received a message all the same:

"Hi Ms. Song.  It's nice to meet you."

D.Va smiled happily and put on her best friendly face. "It's nice to meet you too!  You don't want to turn on your camera?"

"I'm kinda shy."

"Oh... well, what can I do for you?  You get any favor you want!"

~~~

"Thank you for asking, Ms. Song, and you know as a matter of fact, I do have some ideas."

Came the message back, with a sort of finesse and grasp of communication that was not at all guaranteed within her fanbase.

"I would like for you to wet yourself, please. In a diaper."

~~~

D.Va blinked at the screen.  Huh?

"I... uh.  On camera?"

"Yes please."

D.Va pouted and crossed her arms, clearly thinking it through.  It wasn't... sexual.  So it didn't break the rules.  But...

"I'm not sure I have any," D.Va lied.

"You wear them when you game, right?  You should have some."

D.Va sighed.  It was her own fault for talking about wearing diapers when she does tournaments... "Yeah, okay."

She got up and went to her closet to fish out a diaper.  Of course, they were printed with a tiny logo on the front.  D.Va iconic.  When she came back to the camera, she held it up for the mystery person to see.

"I'm turning off my camera to change.  I'll be right back."

When she returned, D.Va was wearing the same shirt, but she didn't have pants on.  Around her waist, on full display, was a disposable diaper.  Her cheeks were pink with embarrassment.

~~~

"I like that one."

Came back the perfectly typed message, along with a little icon indicating that she'd been tipped another $20 by the user in the chat system.

"Tell me how much that you like it, while you wet it, please."

~~~

"Hey!  Don't get pervy or I won't do it!" D.Va's facade was cracked and a bit of her real embarrassment was showing through.  She didn't want to do this...

She took a deep breath and closed her eyes.  She had to pee, and it wasn't that hard to bring about the inevitable.  With a sigh of relief, she felt the warmth spread throughout her diaper, filling the space between her legs.  She had never done it like this before.  On purpose.  Paying attention to every feeling, every sensation.  Before this, it was just a distraction.  And now...

D.Va's eyes fluttered open and she looked at the camera shyly.  Gosh, why did it feel so... good?

"It... it was really nice," she admitted, looking away. "Wetting my diaper..."

~~~

"It's nice to be able to let something happen, isn't it? It's nice to not be on a plan, a schedule, somebody else's idea of what is best for you?"

There was another tip. A very generous one.

"It's not fair for you to have to always be someone else's follower, Ms. Song. You ought to get to be a kid sometimes, too."

~~~

D.Va nodded at the camera as the call ended, then took herself to her bed for some personal time.  Maybe she should explore these strange feelings inside her, and she was going to begin that exploration with her fingers.

Tags: f.. uh. f/x? Wetting, Sweet??