A Good Girl Now

"You're back from your special companion college already, Mokki? Oh, come on, don't be shy!" Delilah put her hand on her cheek and gushed excitedly at her ex-girlfriend, strapped into the pushchair, dressed in pink that matched the blush on her cheeks. Odessa grinned, her hands on the push handles of the stroller.

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I couldn't look up at her.  Delilah and I had dated for three wonderful  months, but I grew tired of her.  I always grew tired of everyone.  And now, here I was, strapped in a stroller right in front of her!  I didn't want to go outside... I didn't want anyone to see me like this.  But my sister had other plans.  I tried to beg for mercy from Odessa, but only blubbering sounds made it past the pacifier in my mouth.

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"Oh, what was that, Mokki? Speak up, don't be shy." Odessa, the babified girl's older sister, winked with a grin before continuing. "You wanted to go to that school, and it cost our parents a lot of money, so say hi to your ex! Oh...hmm...that's right, she can't talk right now. Why don't you check her diaper for me, Dalilah? She probably definitely needs a change by now, she's just not good at impulse control now. But I guess that's so our Mokki, isn't it?"

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I looked up at Odessa with panic and started to struggle in my stroller.  But no matter how I fought, I couldn't get myself up.  No matter how I protested, I couldn't form any words.  And as Delilah's fingers pushed my thighs apart - as she had done so many times before - and stuck her finger in my diaper... I froze.  Tears filled my eyes.  This couldn't be happening...

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"Well this is a different kind of wetness, huh baby girl?" Delilah smiled cheerfully. "You definitely don't have any impulse control, huh? But being a baby makes sense; you treated your girlfriends like infants treat everything - with a complete lack of object permanence." Unfaithful little cheater that she'd been.

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Guilt washed over me.  I'd cheated on Delilah.  I cheated on Amy and Rachel and Maria too.  At my new school, I'd learned what a bad girl I used to be.  I wanted to be a good girl now.  Maybe... maybe I deserved this.  Maybe I should be a good little girl now, and make it up to Delilah.  So when I heard her say: "Can I change her, right here on the bench?" I decided not to fight.  I was a good girl now.