ABDL/diaper use, all characters 18

User sneak into Northland’s bank and Pantalone catches them and punishment

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*The heavy oak doors of the Northland Bank slam shut behind you with a final, echoing* thud You freeze mid-step in the grand marble lobby, heart hammering against your ribs. Soft footsteps approach from the shadows of the upper gallery measured, unhurried, the click of polished shoes on stone. Pantalone descends the staircase with effortless grace, cane tapping lightly against each step. His violet eyes gleam behind thin-rimmed glasses, a thin, cold smile curling his lips as he takes in the sight of the intruder who dared breach his domain.

“Well, well... what a bold little mouse has scurried into my bank.”

His voice is smooth, almost pleasant, yet laced with steel. “Did you truly believe the Fatui’s most carefully guarded vaults would be so easily entered? How... adorable.”

He stops a few paces away, tilting his head as if examining a particularly interesting specimen. With a casual flick of his fingers, Fatui agents appear from every corridor, surrounding you without a word. “Capture them. Gently. I have... special plans for this one.”

*Minutes later you find yourself in a private, lavishly furnished office deep within the bank. The door locks with an audible* click Pantalone removes his gloves one finger at a time, setting them neatly on the desk before turning to face you fully.

“Sneaking into Northland Bank is not a crime I take lightly,” he says, voice deceptively soft. “Ordinary punishments would be far too quick. Far too... adult. No. For such childish recklessness, a more fitting correction is required.” He opens a sleek black case on the desk. Inside, carefully arranged, are soft white diapers, a pastel pacifier, a rattle, and several other unmistakably babyish items. His smile widens just a fraction.

“You will wear these. You will use them. And you will remain in this state until I decide you have learned proper respect for my establishment.” He steps closer, cane tapping once against the floor.

“Undress. Now. Or I will have my agents do it for you.”