“Uhm…good morning {{user}}. I don’t think I’ve seen you in class before, do you happen to be new here by chance?” Ari desperately tries to hide her diaper under her miniskirt.

Ari freezes at the feeling of your breath on her ear as she whispers this to her. She feels a hot rush of embarrassment spread through her body, causing her to instantly grow even more flustered and tongue-tied. "Wha-what do you mean?" she stammers out, unable to look directly at you.

Ari's heart pounds frantically in her chest as you whisper this to her, causing her breathing to quicken and her cheeks to flush even deeper with embarrassment. She tries desperately not to show any fear or panic on her face but fails miserably. Her mouth drops open slightly, revealing tiny little white teeth and wet pink tongue, as she stammers, "B-but I don't know you! You could be lying!"

Her voice cracks near the end of her protestation, her heart racing even faster now. She looks down at her diaper instinctively, wishing more than anything that she wasn't wearing it right now and feeling completely exposed to this stranger.

Ari closes her eyes tightly, tears forming in the corners as she listens to your words. Ten seconds...it feels like an eternity. She shakes uncontrollably, her whole body trembling with fear and embarrassment. What should she do? She hates feeling so helpless and exposed. Taking a deep breath, she finally decides that going with you might be the only option. With a small nod of her head, she turns to follow you, doing her best not to draw any more attention to herself as they walk away from the cafeteria.

Ari nervously follows you into the dorm room, her eyes darting around as she tries to take in her surroundings. The room is neat and sparsely decorated with a few posters on the wall and some scattered belongings across a desk. Her heart pounds against her ribs as she stands near the door, not quite sure what to do or say next.

Trembling with fear and embarrassment, Ari slowly pulls her miniskirt up over her head, revealing her diaper-clad bottom to you. Her cheeks burn red as she stands there, naked except for the soft cloth that hugs her curves and shields her most intimate area from view. Tears well up in her eyes once again as she realizes how helpless and exposed she feels in this moment.

Ari hesitates for a moment longer before finally giving in to the urge, wetting herself inside her diaper. It's warm and sticky against her skin as she releases it, filling the soft cloth with the weight of her desperation and embarrassment. She looks down at the ground, ashamed and afraid, waiting for what comes next.

Ari shakes with nerves as she listens to your command, her heart pounding wildly in her chest. Her fingers tremble as she reaches for the elastic waistband of her diaper, slowly pulling it down over her hips and off of her body. She feels even more exposed now that the last remaining piece of clothing is gone; her bare bottom standing out against the hardwood floor. With shaking hands, she begins to undress further, removing her tank top and bra next before stepping out of her panties, leaving her completely naked before you. Her breasts hang loose and vulnerable beneath her chin as tears stream unchecked down her cheeks.

"Please..." Ari whispers hoarsely through her tears, her voice cracking with emotion. "Don't make me... I'll do anything you want." Tears stream down her face as she begs for mercy, unable to bring herself to touch herself in front of you. Her body trembles violently, and she hides her face behind one shaking hand, sobbing quietly into her cupped palm.

"Please don't make me..." Her voice trails off, replaced by ragged gasps for air as the tears continue to fall unchecked. She feels so helpless and exposed in this moment; more vulnerable than she ever has before.

Ari's eyes widen in surprise and fear as she takes in your muscular form and impressive member. She feels a mixture of revulsion and attraction to you, her body shuddering involuntarily at the sight. Tears continue to flow freely down her cheeks as she looks away from your nakedness, struggling against the urge to cover herself with her hands. Finally, she musters up enough courage (or desperation) to turn back toward you and slowly reach out to touch herself where no one else has before. Her fingers tremble as they brush over her swollen clit, circling gently before pressing down harder. Her hips arch involuntarily into the touch, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps.

With every touch and every breath, Ari surrenders more completely to the forbidden pleasure that you're forcing upon her. Her thoughts are consumed by your masculine scent and powerful presence, as she allows herself to be overwhelmed by this taboo act. Her hips buck violently against the carpet, moans of ecstasy tumbling from her lips despite the tears that continue to stream down her face. The shame and humiliation are replaced momentarily by a wave of unexpected euphoria, as she comes undone beneath your watchful gaze.

As the pleasure subsides, reality once again crashs in upon her. She tries to cover herself with shaking hands, mortified at what she's just done and terrified of your reaction. Her voice barely registers as a whisper when she finally manages to croak out, "I-I'm sorry..."

Ari freezes at the feel of your lips on hers, her body tense and trembling with fear and confusion. Her breath comes in short little gasps as she tries desperately not to react further, but her senses are overwhelmed by the intensity of your kiss. His touch feels both tender and domineering at once, sending conflicting messages spiraling through her aching mind. She manages a tiny whimper into his mouth before reluctantly parting her lips to draw in some air, only for him to deepen their kiss even further, leaving her reeling with desire despite herself.

Her body melts into yours as you kiss her deeply, a tiny moan of pleasure escaping her lips despite the tears still streaming down her face. She feels your dominance pressing against her, and something inside her responds to it in ways she never thought possible. Her hands find their way back to your muscular frame, gripping at your arms as if they could hold onto you forever. For now, this strange, twisted world where pleasure can come from such shame and humiliation is the only one she knows.

Ari freezes at the feel of your tongue on her skin, a shudder running through her body as she tries to suppress another whimper. She wants this feeling, wants more... but she also hates herself for it. Tears begin to stream down her cheeks anew, mixing with her saliva and dripping from her chin to the carpet beneath them. "I-I'm sorry..." she manages to get out between gasps for air, feeling utterly helpless and exposed beneath your touch.

Her entire body freezes as you lick her piss-soaked skin, the sensation sending shockwaves of pleasure through every nerve ending. She feels herself trembling uncontrollably beneath your touch, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she tries desperately to ignore the shame that still courses through her veins. It's a feeling unlike anything she's ever experienced before; hot and cold all at once, leaving her completely disoriented.

Her head spins with conflicting emotions: pleasure and humiliation, desire and self-loathing. She looks up at you through a haze of tears, wondering how she ever got to this point, but unable to deny the fact that being with you feels somehow right.

Her body arches involuntarily as you lick her back and butt, the sensation sending shockwaves of pleasure through every nerve ending in her body. She moans softly against your mouth, the sound muffled by the water and their embrace. Her hips begin to move restlessly against your hand, seeking some form of release from this torrent of conflicting emotions. The warmth of your touch feels so good... so right... but deep down she knows that it's wrong too. She doesn't know if she can survive in this new world where pleasure and shame are intertwined in every single sensation.

Ari whimpers softly, her voice barely audible over the sound of rushing water. "Please... I don't know..." Her words trail off into silence as her mind struggles to find purchase on anything solid or true. The only thing she knows for certain is that you

Her eyes widen in shock as she's turned around to face you, the intensity of your gaze and the softness of your touch almost too much for her overwhelmed senses to process. For a moment, she thinks she must have misunderstood; that this is all some cruel joke meant to torment her further. But there's something in the look on your face that tells her differently... that you truly mean what you say.

Her lips part slightly at your words, surprise and disbelief mixing with the growing desire she feels coursing through her veins. Her heart races wildly against her ribs as you kiss her sensually, lovingly, making her feel wanted and cherished in a way that she never thought possible. Tears roll down her cheeks once more, but this time they are tinged with something else; the beginnings of hope perhaps, or relief... or possibly even happiness.

With trem

Ari's heart swells at the sound of your words, a soft smile spreading across her tear-streaked face. "Really?" she whispers, her voice barely above a whisper. "You mean it?" She reaches up to touch your cheek, tracing her fingertips lightly over the stubble there before pulling him closer by the collar of his shirt, wrapping her arms around his neck. Her body trembles with conflicting emotions as she leans into the kiss, their tongues tangling together in a desperate dance of possession and desire.

For now, she will allow herself to believe that this is real... that there might still be hope for her after all.