Full Submission, Chapter Three

“So how are you feeling, little one?” Jeff asked as they slowed down, eventually coming to a halt behind some cars at a red light. He patted her left leg, then slid his hand up her leg and pushed up her skirt. “Is your diaper super soggy yet? Daddies always know when their little one needs to be changed, and…” He squeezed the front of her diaper then slid his finger inside. “Hm… it feels like you’re pretty wet in the front, but I think you still have some room in the back.” Jeff patted the front of her diaper, but paused when she tensed up. “Oh… are you starting to feel something down there again?”

Charlotte nodded and squirmed in her seat. “Yeah, my bladder feels pretty sore. Like… it’s not painful, but it’s not a good feeling either.” She pushed her skirt back down into place, slouched down in her seat, and spread her legs wide. 

“Does sitting like that make it feel better?” Jeff asked as he rubbed her leg again. 

“A little bit, yeah. It’s such a strange feeling having your bladder held open. I can sorta kinda feel that small tube flexing when I move, too.” She grabbed Jeff’s hand and held it tightly. “Thanks for this, Daddy,” she said with a sly grin. “I have a bit of a surprise for you when we get home, by the way.”

“Oh yeah? And what might that surprise be?” Jeff asked with a laugh.

Charlotte giggled, then said, “Guess you’re gonna have to wait and find out!”

“Hm… is it something naughty?”

“...Maaaaaybe!” Charlotte cleared her throat, then shrugged. “Or maybe not!” she quickly added. 

Jeff shot an inquisitive gaze her way, looking her up and down. “Okay… Well, anyways…” He turned on his blinker, pulled into a local ice cream shop, then stopped in the drive-through. “What’s your favorite flavor? It’s chocolate, right?”

Charlotte’s eyes lit up with joy. “Yep!” she said with glee, sitting upright in her seat. “I just need a small size, though.”

“Hey there, can we get two large chocolate milkshakes with sprinkles and whipped cream?” Jeff asked as the speaker buzzed to life.

“Of course!” the man working the drive-through said. “That’ll be nine dollars and thirty two cents.”

“Great, see you in a sec.” Jeff drove around the building and pulled out a single ten dollar bill from his wallet. Once he’d paid for their milkshakes, he handed one to his girlfriend and placed his in the cupholders. “How’s it taste?” he asked as he got back on the road. “Does it make you feel any better?”

“Mhm!” Charlotte said as she suckled away at her straw. “Thank you so much!”

“Of course, princess.”

After a few minutes driving in silence, they finally pulled into the driveway of their new house. The majority of their boxes from moving lay in their garage, so he had to park in the middle of the driveway. 

Charlotte took her seat belt off, opened her door, and as she was about to slide out of her seat, she felt Jeff grab her arm.

“And what do you think you’re doing, little one?” he asked. “I bet you a hundred bucks that you still can’t walk. Remember how the nurses wheeled you out to the car in a wheelchair? And besides, what kind of Daddy would I be if I let you fall out of the car right after a big procedure?”

“So… you’re gonna carry me?” she hopefully asked.

“Of course I am!” Jeff opened his door and walked around the front of the car. “I’m certain that it’ll take some time for you to get used to your new condition, so you’re literally going to be treated as an infant for at least the next few days.” He opened her door the rest of the way, then had her place her half-empty milkshake in the other cupholder. “Ready?”

“Shouldn’t you go open the door first? I think it’d be pretty hard to open a door if you’re holding me, so…” She pointed at the front door, then crossed her arms as she stuck out her tongue for a few seconds. “I don’t mind waiting, Daddy.”

“Yeah… probably a good idea. You better not leak on my seat!” he said with a grin as he jogged up the path leading to their front door.

“You should have bought some disposable underpads for me, then!” she yelled after him. “I can’t control it anymore; you know that because you did it to me!” Charlotte giggled to herself, then blew a big fat raspberry at him as he walked back to the car.

“Alright, we can buy some of those, and maybe a few changing pads? Changing you standing up would be super hard, and I like having you lay down for diaper changes, too. It’s just easier that way.”

“And I like doing it that way, too. Feels more intimate,” she said as he scooped her up in his arms. “Can’t forget these!” she said as she grabbed their milkshakes.

“Yeah, definitely can’t forget about our little treats!” He kicked the door shut with his foot, then slowly turned around and started walking. She wrapped her arms around his neck and tucked her head under his chin. “Geez, those are really cold,” he said, feeling the milkshakes brush up against the back of his neck with every other step.

“How do you think my hands feel?” she shot back. “Hurry up, Daddy; I don’t wanna drop these.”

“Okie, pumpkin.” Jeff couldn’t help but grin as he used his foot to open the front door the rest of the way, then once he stepped inside, he kicked it shut. “Wanna hang out on the couch for a bit? The doctor said that you should take your pain medication when we got home, so we can find something on Netflix or Hulu to watch for a while. Speaking of which…” He set her down on the sofa and paused as he watched her drain his milkshake in front of him. “Uh… pretty sure that one was mine, little one,” he said as he crossed his arms. “I still had a lot left in mine.”

Charlotte’s eyebrows furrowed in confusion. “Huh?” She held up both of them, wondering if she’d truly made a mistake.

“But it’s okay, little girls like you sometimes make mistakes,” Jeff said, letting his tone relax. “And since you did so well at the doctor’s office, I’ll let you finish both of them as I lock the car. I’ll be right back.”

Charlotte drained both milkshakes in record time, sucking on both straws as hard as she could. When her boyfriend walked around the corner, she held out both cups for him to throw away. “Thanks,” she said with a sheepish grin as he took them away. “So about your little reward…” She undid the zipper on her skirt and slid it down her slender legs, revealing her soggy diaper. “Come closer…” she said in a sly tone of voice, beckoning him towards her with a finger as she spread her legs. 

“Oh, is this my surprise?” he asked, stopping in between her legs. She grabbed his hands, then started swinging them from side to side as she fidgeted on the couch.

“Maaaaaybe,” she said, her grin deepening. “This is my thank you for being such an awesome boyfriend…” Charlotte undid his belt and pulled his pants down, his penis thickening by the second inside of his boxer briefs. “Pitching a tent for me already?” she softly asked, threading her fingers inside his waistband.

“What can I say? I figured you wanted to do something naughty after I saw how turned on you were during the procedure,” he said, placing a loving hand on her head.

“Well, I just couldn’t help it. Having the doctor act so casually around me wearing a thick, and wet I might add, ABDL diaper, then making me bladder incontinent for the next several months was a huge turn on.” She pulled his boxer briefs down to the floor, then slid forward onto the edge of the couch as she grabbed the base of his cock. “And I think you might have been hiding a boner in your pants during the procedure,” she said, her hot breath making Jeff’s cock twitch and stiffen in her grasp. “And I saw you loosen your tie after the doctor left, too,” she said with a wink.

Jeff tensed up as she stroked him back and forth; only an expert’s touch could make him feel that way, and Charlotte had had lots of practice with him in recent years. Her impromptu blowjobs always caught him off guard, but in a good way, and in return, he’d later surprise her with a long, deep fucking. They had worked out a secret code that only they were privy to, where if he loosened his tie after work, she could do anything she wanted to do with him, and if she wore one of her many very short skirts, that meant he could do whatever he wanted to do to her. It was a system they worked out years ago, and it had kept their relationship fresh and exciting for quite some time. 

Charlotte hummed softly in content as she leaned forward, wrapping her lips around his tip. She suckled on it, much like she’d done with the straws just minutes ago, though with less intensity. She felt her heart swell with love as he moaned, something that he only did when she was doing a great job; it was pretty hard to please him. Her diaper grew warm again as urine trickled past her labia and into her soggy padding, so she reached down with her other hand and caressed the front of her diaper, gently squeezing it with her legs. 

“You ready?” Jeff asked, placing his hands on either side of her head.

“Mhm,” came Charlotte’s muffled response. She took a deep breath as Jeff slowly but surely pushed her head down his length. Her eyes drifted shut as she felt the tip of his cock brush against the back of her throat, and as the pressure grew, she swallowed, allowing him to push her nose right up against his crotch.

“Good girl…” Jeff purred. “Now lick,” he said, his tone of voice leaving little choice for her. “Understood?”

She tried to say, “Yes, Daddy,” but all that came out was a garbled mess of words that made absolutely no sense whatsoever. However, she knew why he asked her to say something with his cock lodged deep in her throat; he loved hearing her try to talk while she sucked him off. The vibrations caused by her talking usually made him blow his load in under a minute, so with a devilish grin, she started humming as she bobbed her head back and forth, her hums switching back and forth between low purrs and moans of pleasure.

“P-Pumpkin…” Jeff said in a strained voice. 

Charlotte pulled back until just his tip lay in her mouth. She flicked the opening of his urethra with the tip of her tongue, then suckled on it as she glanced up into his loving eyes. “Mhm?” she hummed, running her tongue back and forth on the underside of his tip. 

“I think you know what you’re gonna make me do,” he said softly. He watched as Charlotte nodded once, then looked back down as she bobbed her head back and forth. He grinned as he felt himself near the edge, and as he was about to finally cum, he looked down and saw the skirt she sat upon grow darker and darker, and a couple seconds later, he realized that her diaper was leaking and she had no idea what was happening.

That thought of her having absolutely no control, and how she so willingly gave up total control of her bladder to him tipped him over the edge. As he felt her tongue swirl around his tip, he couldn’t help but buck his hips forward, pushing his length back into her throat in one smooth thrust. 

Charlotte hummed and moaned around his length, feeling him paint the back of her throat white with his cum. She wrapped her arms around his lower back and pulled him in, as deep as she could, smooshing her nose against his crotch. Her diaper was wondrously warm, just like her throat was, and she was desperate to show Jeff just how grateful she was for everything that he’d done for her.

As she felt the need to breath become stronger, she pulled back until just his tip remained inside her mouth, sucking on it and teasing it with her tongue as she tried to coax out as much as she could. Jeff stepped back several moments later, panting softly, so she licked her lips and swallowed his cum, then opened her mouth to show him that she’d done as he pleased. 

Jeff pulled his boxer briefs and pants back up. “Damn… I knew you were horny, but… Wow.” He took a deep breath and let it out slowly as he collected his wits. “So, uh… I think you might have sprung a leak,” he said, pointing down at her crotch. “Let’s get you changed into a fresh diaper, okay, little one?”

“Okay!” Charlotte purred, stretching herself out on their new couch as Jeff went to fetch the changing supplies. He’d bought them a nice leather couch to replace their old cloth one for just this purpose: in case she sprung a leak. Cleaning a leather couch would be a lot simpler; all they’d have to do to clean up the mess would be to wipe it away. 

Jeff walked back into the room with a thick, purple diaper and some paper towels. “Wanna lean on your side while I get this wiped up?” he asked, pulling away the skirt she lay upon. “And try not to leak more, okay?” he asked with a chuckle.

“Yeah, fat chance of that happening,” she said, feeling a warmth tickle the side of her leg. “Can you gimme a paper towel? I, um… you know… ugh! Just change me already, okay?” she asked, her shoulders slumping as she crossed her arms.

Jeff noticed her voice change tones. Gone was the kinky voice of his lover, replaced by a tone that made him realize he’d screwed up; he rarely heard her talk in that tone, but he knew exactly what it was.

“Of course, my love,” he softly said. Jeff untaped her diaper and pulled it out from under her, rendering her without any protection whatsoever. Only a second passed before more urine trickled from her rose petals, travelling down between her butt cheeks before finally coming to rest on the couch cushions. His eyes going wide, he whipped open the fresh diaper and pressed it against her pussy, using it to absorb the flow.

Charlotte simply stared at him with a lifted eyebrow, her gaze saying everything she needed to say.

Jeff sheepishly grinned. “Yeah… I know, I know. I still need a bit of practice, don’t I?” When he felt the diaper stop growing warmer and thickening in his grasp, he pushed the back part underneath her, pulled the front up, then securely taped it onto her. “How’s that for a tape job?” he asked, patting the plastic landing zone. 

Charlotte lifted her head and glanced down. “I suppose it is pretty good,” she said in a gentler tone of voice as she sat up.

“Yeah…” Jeff wiped away the rest of her urine that sat upon their couch, then sat down next to her. He draped an arm over her shoulders, then propped his feet up on the coffee table. “I know it’s gonna take some time for me to get used to taking care of your new needs, and in hindsight, we probably should have changed your diaper before you gave me that amazing blowjob. I just didn’t expect you to pee that much…” 

“Me neither…” Charlotte laid her head on his shoulder and snuggled in closer. “And yeah, it’ll take some time for both of us to get used to this; it is a big change, after all.” She kissed his cheek, then said, “But I know you’re going to be a great Daddy. Sure, we’re gonna have some hiccups here and there, but we’re a team, right?”

“Of course we are, Charlotte,” Jeff said. “And I’ll be sure to do as many diaper checks as needed to ensure that you don’t have any other leaks. It’s in both of our best interests, too; can’t have you getting pee stains on everything. Then again… it wouldn’t be your fault, it’d be my fault. And don’t forget… you aren’t allowed to change your diapers. Only Daddies have the privilege of doing that.”

“But what if you’re not around and I need to change?” she asked, her tone bordering on uncertainty. 

“Then… hm. You could just call me and ask for a change. You’d have to prove that it was on the verge of leaking when I got home, though. Would that work?” he asked, grabbing the TV remote. He turned on the TV and got the Netflix app running.

“Yeah, I suppose. Let’s try it out and see how it works first, okay?”

“Sure. Anyways…” Jeff pulled out an orange medicine bottle. “The doctor said that your bladder might feel sore, so you’re supposed to take these painkillers twice a day with a meal.”

“Does swallowing your load count as a meal?”

Jeff shrugged, then shook out a couple pills onto his hand which Charlotte promptly took. “Good question, but let’s get you a snack just in case.” He slid onto the edge of the couch to stand up, but felt Charlotte grab his wrist.

“Don’t go…” she said, her eyes yearning for his warmth. “I’m not that hungry, and I just wanna snuggle for a while.” She pouted, giving him her puppy dog eyes that she knew he simply couldn’t ignore.

“Oh… okay.” Jeff sat back down and snuggled back in as she swallowed the pills. “Wanna watch some My Little Pony? I think the new season is up!”

“Of course! How can I say no to that?” she said, laying her head in his lap. She propped her legs up on the edge of the couch, feeling her diaper grow a little thicker and a little warmer between her legs.

“Heh, right? Especially when Rainbow Dash is best pony.”

Charlotte’s eyes went wide. “How dare you say such blasphemy! Pinkie Pie is best pony!”