Midna's Diaper (Commission)

Written as a commission. The same client has another story involving this PoV character and situation on my queue, coming soonish! 

You walk shut the door behind you, legs crossed slightly, in a hurry. You’d waited too long to get to the bathroom, and now you’re in a real hurry.

So much of a hurry, in fact, that you didn’t think to knock. You’d practically flown across the castle grounds in your rush, tossed open the door to the first bathroom you reached, and hurried inside without looking. 

It’s only now that you look up and see Midna. She’s staring back at you, face a little flushed, and as your gaze drifts downward, it’s not hard to see why. Pinned around her waist is a thick, cloth diaper. 

“I- what are you doing here?” you ask, in alarm. The toilet is only a few paces away, but it’s not like you’re going to go while she’s there. Besides, you’re suddenly very distracted from what you need to do. 

“I-” the princess starts, eyes darting around the room as though she’ll spot an excuse. Nothing comes to her, and she tries to change the subject with a deflection. “What are you doing? Just barging in without checking to see if it’s occupied first?” 

You’re not about to let her distract you from the topic at hand. “I’m in a hurry! Since when do you need diapers?” 

“I don’t- I don’t need diapers,” Midna tries to explain, but that only leaves you more confused. 

As much out of confusion as amusement, you laugh, taking it all in. Catching the princess of twilight in a diaper is more than a little silly, and you can’t help but snicker at her expense. 

Eyes narrowing, Midna declares, “Well, let’s see how you like it!” 

There’s no time for you to protest, let alone get out the door. Her hair extends like a hand, grasping you by the legs and jerking so that you fall onto your butt, and before you can protest she’s pulling down your pants. She doesn’t weigh much, but you can’t get her off your legs or squirm away, even as your underwear is pulled away, leaving you exposed from the waist down to your ankles. 

Pulling another cloth diaper from seemingly nowhere, Midna slides it between your legs, folding it snugly over your waist. You struggle and kick, but it causes her little problems as the folds the thick, plush fabric and uses a pair of safety pins to secure it all around your hips. 

The princess smirks down at you and produces a rustling plastic cover, slipping it right over the thick layers of fabric and buttoning it in place. 

Looking down, you spot a hylian crest emblazoned on the cover, and as you try and move, it crinkles audibly. 

“I-” you stammer, a blush rising up your face. Midna had seemed embarrassed a moment before, but now she’s just grinning down at you, giggling as your cheeks turn bright pink. 

“Not so funny now, is it?” she asks, showing her teeth. “And if you tell anyone about any of this, I’ll tell them you were in diapers even thicker than mine.” 

You stare up at her, and only them remember why you came here. You really, really have to pee. 

Attempting to cross your legs is fruitless. There’s so much bulk between your thighs that you can barely get your knees to touch. Standing, you paw at the buttons, trying to get the cover free so you can get to the toilet just on the other side of Midna, but she slaps your hands away. 

There’s no use. Even if you could get the crinkling cover free, there’d be no time to fiddle with the safety pins and run to the toilet. Your bladder gives way, and no matter how much you try and fight it, there’s nothing you can do. 

At least the diapers are plenty absorbent. They soak everything up as you flood into the padding, growing heavy, sagging down and squelching between your thighs. 

Midna watches all this and giggles, more than happy to watch your helpless accident. “I guess we got you into those just in time!” 

You clench your fists, but there’s nothing you can do for now. Still… sometime soon, you’ll have your revenge.