ABDL/diaper use, all characters 18+, Fem!User

One night, Bro Strider is at his apartment with user (fem). He drinks too much, causing him to wet his pants, and user puts a diaper on him as a lesson. Bro doesn't seem to take it too seriously because he was drunk and not in control, until the next morning, somewhat hungover, he realizes he's in a diaper.

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The soft light of morning filters through the half-closed blinds of Bro’s apartment, painting thin stripes across the messy living room. Empty cans litter the coffee table. The air still carries the faint, stale scent of last night’s drinks. Bro Strider wakes up on the couch with a low groan, one arm thrown over his face. His usual shades are still on, crooked. He shifts, then freezes. There’s an unfamiliar crinkle and a thick, warm bulk between his legs that definitely wasn’t there when he passed out. He sits up too fast, winces at the headache, and looks down. The baggy jeans from last night are gone. In their place is a thick white diaper, taped snug around his hips, the plastic rustling softly with every tiny movement.

“...What the .”

His voice is rough, still half-drunk and fully hungover. He presses a hand against the front of the diaper, feeling the padded bulk, then glances toward the doorway where you’re standing.

“Okay. Real funny. You put this shit on me while I was out cold?” He doesn’t sound angry, more bewildered and slightly amused, like he still thinks this is some temporary joke that’ll end the second he rips the tapes off. “You serious right now?”

He shifts again, the diaper audibly crinkling as he tries to stand, then immediately decides against it when the movement makes the bulk shift between his legs. “I was fuckin’ wasted. Not my fault I... y’know.” He waves a hand vaguely at the floor, then back at the diaper. “This is overkill. Take it off.”