Code Geass: Kallen the Pampered Chapter 6

Chapter VI: “Graduation Day”

Mrs. Stradtfeld sat in the back of a black stretch Limousine, tapping the tip of her high heel against the carpeted floor impatiently. It had been three months since she left her adopted daughter at this institution and it was finally the day when she got to witness the results of her enrollment. It’d cost a hefty sum to send the girl here to be sure, but with results guaranteed as they were, she expected it’d be worth it, the discount she received due to the referrals she gave out were helping too.

She looked down at her watch with a huff. “How long does it take two people to collect one girl? I mean really.” She was waiting for the butler and maid duo to carry out Kallen. Those two had been a boon in the efforts to enroll Kallen in this program along with the one that came next. Mrs. Stradtfeld was even a little disappointed that their tenure with her wouldn't last much longer. "The best ones do always leave though don't they?" she sighed wistfully, "Knowing they'll still be around for whatever Kallen ends up becoming is helpful though." It was strange how the pair had suddenly appeared, with all their helpful suggestions and advice on breaking Mrs. Stradtfeld's adoptive daughter, but she didn't really question it as the situation did seem optimal for her. Still, she’d been stuck waiting for almost ten minutes now and wasn't pleased. She cast her gaze back to the sealed front doors of the building where she’d watched the other two enter. “Now I hope they weren’t enrolled as well, that’d be unfortunate for them.” she said, chuckling at the thought.

Another five minutes passed before the seams concealing the giant mechanical stone door split and opened, finally revealing the pair with Mrs. Stratfeld’s rehabilitated daughter. She suddenly understood why it’d taken so long to bring her out. She couldn’t walk for herself, not with the massive swinging diaper between her legs. In fact, her new chubby legs hung limply on either side of the diaper that sagged almost a foot and a half beneath the tips of her toes.

Both of the helpers she’d hired were meant to be extremely strong, but they were visibly struggling in their efforts to carry Kallen out to the car. The diaper around her waist probably weighed more than she did at this point and it was easy to see that she’d put on a couple of pounds since Mrs. Stradtfeld had seen her last.

She considered letting the pair struggle with the door of the car, but decided to open it for them instead and scooted all the way to one side. As soon as she opened the door the putrid smell of Kallen’s diaper hit Mrs. Stradtfeld’s nose and she pinched it in disgust. “My word,” she groaned, “They were serious when they said she’d need a change.” The maid nodded, her face remaining stoic as she did her duty, but the butler's nose wrinkled at the smell and he was unable to hold back his disgust.

"It seems that for whatever reason the changing protocol was inoperative for her room." He explained, "The system is supposed to make them wait a while between changes, but not 3 months. It's been rectified for the next guest but that doesn't help her. I'm also surprised to find that we still don't know the upper limits of these diapers at this point."

Mrs. Stradtfeld nodded along with the man's explanation but found her interest lacking. She didn't care about the logistics of the program, just the results that were there in the arms of these two.

As carefully as they could the pair placed Kallen inside the vehicle, leaving her on the floor of the car. She simply sank into the mushy mountain of fluff and shit that was her full diaper like a bean bag chair and it put her above Mr. Stradtfeld in stature. The top of her head was just barely avoiding brushing against the roof of the car.

“Mommy!” Kallen shouted, lunging forward to try and hug her stepmother. The sack of waste around her hips stopped her from moving even an inch. The blonde took a moment to examine her new daughter before giving her a smile.

From outside the vehicle, she watched the pair crack the first smile she'd ever seen from them, especially the stoic maid. According to them, they lived for the results of this program. "You may want to crack a window, the butler said, shutting the door to the car.

Mrs. Stradtfeld agreed as the putrid scent of Kallen's diaper really was something else, especially in the enclosed space of the limo. With an arm to her nose, she rolled down the window of the car door, taking in a deep breath before turning her attention back to Kallen.

The redhead was wearing some sort of long sleeve leotard where the hands ended in mittens. She was sure that underneath the girl’s fingers wiggled in anticipation as she reached for her maternal figure. The latex crotch of the leotard was seemingly stretched to its limit, the diaper stained through due to how full it was.

“Well hello Baby Kallen,” Mrs. Stradtfeld said, adopting a fairly kind tone. She saw this as her chance to start over with the girl, quite literally, “It looks like you missed me. Did you have a good time at your etiquette school?”

Kallen nodded enthusiastically, shifting on her diaper as the car started forward. “Uh huh!” she said.

“Well good!” Mrs. Stradtfeld replied, leaning forward to hug her newly friendly daughter with a smile.

Kallen in the meantime had very little concept of what was happening, her baby brain simply happy to see the woman the hypnosis program had deemed as her mommy again. She knew her immediate goal was to please mommy, to make sure she was the perfect baby girl for her.

In the back of her mind, however, Kallen remembered all that happened albeit just barely. That part of her was fading in and out of consciousness, with longer gaps in between her mature brain’s awareness. “There was the school,” she rationalized, trying to keep her thoughts together in her jumbled brain, “My mommy- no, my step-mother sent me there. They put me in diapees- shit no, diapers and brainwashed- no taugh- no fixed- no wait… what was it…”

The jumble quickly took over and Kallen’s brain regressed back into its other self, the one who was eager to please. It barely registered a warm spray leaving her body and splashing against the mountain of mess in her diaper. She was peeing and like always it sent a slight euphoric shiver up Kallen’s spine. Pleasure reinforced her diaper use, no matter what kind. She however wasn’t even realizing this was happening, nor was her stepmother. The massive diaper around Kallen’s waist completely hid the accident.

Mrs. Stradtfeld meanwhile, was amazed to see that Kallen wasn’t even bothered by her diapers in the slightest. Not the smell nor the feeling dampened her cheery attitude, of course, since she’d probably been experiencing both of them long enough that she didn’t even notice. She watched Kallen bounce along with the car and giggle. She found that she couldn't be happier with the results of the etiquette school and all it’d managed to accomplish.

“We’ll make a real Brittanian lady out of you yet Kallen,” she said with a chuckle, “even though we have to start from scratch.

Her daughter didn’t even seem to pay attention to whatever Mrs. Stradtfeld had said, instead, scrunching her face and seemingly straining.

“Wha-What are you doing?” The blonde asked, visibly confused by Kallen’s sudden strain. Her answer came out as a loud farting noise followed by a lewd moan. She suddenly understood that her stepdaughter was relieving herself right in the car. “Oh my…” she exclaimed, somewhat stunned at the girl’s shamelessness. She came to be even more amazed at the volume and length of the mess as it went on for several uninterrupted minutes. In that time, Mrs. Stratdfeld could swear that her daughter’s sitting position had become higher, by almost a full inch at the least.

“Well,” she said, “I suppose a change will be in order when we arrive.”

Kallen didn’t respond, instead bucking her hips against the rewarmed mush now squishing against her waist before falling into a trembling orgasm. She fell limp shortly afterward, passing out on her squishy throne without a care about the woman watching her with fascination.

The Car meanwhile headed to its destination while Mrs. Stradtfeld's eyes flicked back between her daughter and the passing countryside out the window. The duo would take her home first as she had quite a few things to oversee the process of before taking Kallen to her next destination. "What a wonderful new life I'll have with you won't I Big Baby Kallen?" she asked the unconscious form of her stepdaughter.