The Poser: Chapter 1

DISCLAIMER: This story contains nudity, inappropriate language, diaper usage, shrinking, mental regression, and other ABDL themes. I hope you have fun playing along!

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Deedee was a bit of a controversial figure online. Not that she cared much. In fact, she relished the negative attention just as much as the positive. It was all the same after all, as long as it brought traffic her way.

Over the past few years, Deedee had tried her hand at many attempts to go viral on the internet, in hopes of getting rich without having to do much work. Her strikeouts came to an end, however, when she stumbled upon an ABDL Twitter blog. At first, she scoffed at it, disgusted that an adult would wear a diaper, but then she noticed just how many followers this girl had. She went to her premium page and was shocked to see how many people would pay money to see some random girl prance around on the internet in diapers. Could someone really make a living off of wearing diapers?

Fast forward to today, and Deedee runs one of the most popular cam girl accounts on Clips4Sale. Did she have to show her tits? No. Did she have to show her vagina? No. She just had to wear a diaper and play around for an hour or so.

It wasn’t an easy climb to the top, either. When Deedee first started, accusations of her faking her enjoyment of diapers were already coming in. Things only got worse when in one of her wetting videos, someone noticed the small hose that she used to fake wetting in videos.

Initially, Deedee thought her channel was toast, but what happened was even more fascinating. Several of her biggest supporters came to her defense and her account more than doubled overnight from the exposure. She put out a sob story about being bullied for having confidence issues with wetting her diaper, and her fans ate it up.

Who cares if she faked it? She found an audience and was willing to cater to it. As long as it made her clients happy, who was it really hurting?

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Tonight was a big night. Deedee had auctioned off 20 spots for an exclusive live stream with only her more ardent supporters. It was set to be the most money she’d ever made in a single night, and she was going to make sure of it.

For the live stream, they were allowed to request her to do anything for them, as long as she agreed to the price. Of course, there was always the worry that they might ask me to USE a diaper, but she had a plan for that. She would just max up the price on gross stuff if they ask so that no one would pay for it. The perfect plan!

Dawning a pink Megamax diaper strapped to her butt, a pair of black Mary Jane’s with long socks, and a short, blue babydoll dress, Deedee “eagerly” joined the stream. Her watchers were already waiting for her.

“Hello everyone. Lil’ Deedee was getting weally wonewy and is so happy to have some grown-ups to look after her,” Deedee spoke in a babyish voice, which she knew her audience ate up. “My parents won’t be home for a while, which means this baby needs someone to tell her what to do.”

The commenters wasted no time kicking off the action. It ranged from simple things like verbal foreplay and drinking a bottle of milk, to more sexual things, like pretending to get off on rubbing her clit through her diaper. All basic stuff.

That all changed when a mysterious 21st viewer with the username “Punisher” appeared. Deedee was just about to pull out her vibrator when she noticed them appear.

“Hey Punisher, this is a private stream. I don’t know how you got on, but you’re gonna have to leave-” Just as Deedee was about to finish that sentence when Punisher suddenly donated $10,000, which was accompanied by a message.

Punisher: Say “I submit to you” if you want another 10 grand

Deedee was slack-jawed, as was the chat, who only moments ago were telling Punisher to get lost. Now, not a single other message came through.

There weren’t a lot of things that phased Deedee, but something about this just seemed off. Still, she knew she couldn’t let it get to her. Her reputation was everything. She walked towards the camera, looking it directly in the iris. She was ready to earn $2,500 a word.

“I submit to you.”

BLACKOUT!

In an instant, all of the power went out in Deedee’s apartment. But before Deedee could even scream, the lights flickered back on. Panicked, she checked her stream, relieved to know that the outage didn’t kill the feed.

Punisher: I COMMAND YOU to have no control of your bladder.

Deedee snickered at the boldness of the comment. She backed away from her computer, wearing a smug grin. “I don’t think so, bud. You still own me ten thou-”

*DING* *DING* *DING* *DING* *DING*

The sudden influx of messages caused Deedee to lose her train of thought. She stepped forward for a closer look, but it only took one step for her to figure out what was going on. She felt it. A growing warmth that balled up and swelled between her inner thighs.

Deedee was peeing her diaper. Her hands shot down, pressing against her privates to try and stop the flow manually, but there was nothing she could do. It was as if her bladder muscles didn’t even exist.

Not once in all the times she’d done this had she ever legit peed in a diaper, but that chat seemed to have no idea of that. Instead, they were praising Deedee’s acting ability as Punisher sent another message.

Punisher: I COMMAND YOU to suck your thumb.

Deedee didn’t even see the message. She was still recovering, poking at her wet diaper in utter shock. But that didn’t matter.

The moment that the message popped up, Deedee popped her thumb in her mouth. She instantly tried to remove it but found it would budge.

This was bad. Deedee knew this was probably the most important steam of her career, but at the moment, she couldn’t care less. She needed to cut the feed.

Punisher: I COMMAND YOU to forget how to use your computer.

Stacy ran up to her monitor, ready to close out of the stream, but strangely, she could remember what to do. The workspace she had poured so much money into suddenly seemed so foreign to her.

Punisher: I COMMAND YOU to look at the monitor.

Without her control, Deedee’s head whipped up with her eyes focused on Punisher’s every word.

Punisher: I believe you have lied to this community for too long, Deedee. Will you admit to being a poser? If you do, I’ll let you go.

Deedee couldn’t believe her eyes. She’d been called out many times before, but never had she been so afraid to lie.

However, Deedee watched as Punisher’s text was quickly swarmed by her twenty deepest-pocketed supporters writing in her defense. If she told the truth now, her career would be over, and she’d lose everything she had worked so hard to build. It wasn’t the voices of her supporters, so much as the thought of losing their money that gave Deedee the confidence to fight back. She furrowed her brow and leaned in towards the camera. “I don’t know what your deal is, but I’m no poser.”

Deedee stood up so that the camera was at Diaper level, “You see this wet, juicy diaper, boys? It’s all real and it’s all for you!” She rubbed the front, cringing off-screen as she pressed the sloppy pulp against herself.

The chat log went wild. Any doubt they ever could’ve had was definitely gone now. Plus, while peeing in her diaper wasn’t pleasant, it wasn’t too bad either. Maybe she could work it into her normal routine to earn back some followers.

Though, it wasn’t Deedee’s supporters she needed to convince. It was Punisher, and he was less than amused.

Punisher: I COMMAND YOU to tell the truth.

“I’m in this for the money. I think this whole thing is gross and you’re all a bunch of disgusting perverts!” Deedee’s hands shot to her mouth. The chat log’s praise evaporated in an instant.

Punisher: That’s what I thought. Since you decided to lie to me, I’m going to have to punish you. I COMMAND YOU to walk to the nearest store, buy an enema kit, and return here.

Deedee’s eyes widened as her body stood up and started walking towards the door, “Wait! You can’t make me do this!” It was as if she were a passenger in her own body. With her thumb planted firmly between her lips, grabbed her purse and opened the door. “NO! PLEA-”

The door slammed shut. Deedee was gone. Her computer dinged in her absence, as her fans were confused, intrigued, and frustrated all at the same time.

AllySmolShork: Soooo...wat now????

Rachel’s Secret: I spent 350 on this it better not be over!

BlushyBen: Ur all a bunch of whiny babies! I can’t wait to see where this is going 🥵💕

Flurp: Such a ripoff! Im leaving if shes not back soon

Punisher: Be patient everyone, we’ll see her again soon. And we’ll need to make sure that her diaper is used to its utmost potential before she gets home ;)

TO BE CONTINUED…

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I hope you all enjoyed the first chapter of this interactive series. Deedee has a long walk to the supermarket! What will she be COMMANDED to do as she passes by all her neighbors and friends? You decide! Join the discussion on Discord! Comment as many commands, plot details, and characters interactions as you'd like. Feel free to go crazy with it!