The Diaper VampireIt was a night out like any other, a few drinks, hanging with your buds, plenty of

The Diaper Vampire

It was a night out like any other, a few drinks, hanging with your buds, plenty of catcalling towards any young skimpy thing that walked passed!

The perfect end of the work week and something you wouldn’t miss for a thing!

All the women that came through were obviously “college type” as well, considering you lived in quite the bustling college city.

A strip of bars in particular were always legendary picking grounds!

However, you couldn’t help but wonder, through the tears streaming down your face and a painfully obvious bulge between your legs, just how you came to be in this situation?

The feeling of chaffing on your wrists is noticeable from your restraints as you lay there. You can feel your diapers swell, the padding between your legs becoming thicker as you add the nights drinks to it, which embarrassingly enough you were beginning to enjoy in the heat and bulk of.

She would return at any moment to see to it that you had used your “padding” also, it’s what she first stated when strapping you into these thick diapers in fact. She was very determined that you wet them and wet them good, fill them to the brim, and your tears of frustration only seemed to excite her more.

She calls herself “Mommy” but prior to your defeating baby status she had only introduced herself as Victoria.

A sexy dime really, you couldn’t help but notice her straight away when she walked into the bar. There seemed to be a hidden stigma around her but warning had never stopped you before. It had continued to make a fool of you in fact.

This was by far the worst situation it had ever placed you in though.

You noticed a few of the other men backed away as she entered, she clearly held quite a reputation around the city.

You couldn’t help your eyes roving over her, the black leathered corset assemble easily set your loins on fire. You had never been with a “Goth” chick before!

Your excitement was exceedingly obvious as you catcalled out to her. But you didn’t care.

You didn’t care about many of the consequences to your actions leading up until now.

And so, you were slow to realize that you were actually the prey to her. You were just her “type" in fact, and you had never even had a chance in picking her up.

That wasn’t her style, and she was a dark threat to men like you.