Diaperella on Patrol 2

Diaperella on Patrol 2

Striperella was doing her usual rounds around the town, checking up to see if everyone was OK. People waved merrily at her, and the guys admired her massive breasts as usual. Nothing was out of the ordinary. And to add to it, there seemed to be no crimes that night. She smiled, swerving her blood-red motorcycle around and setting off back home. But, as she did, she felt her panties thicken up and get somewhat comfier beneath her tiny skirt. As she looked down, the motorcycle skidded to a halt. She wasn't wearing any skirt or panties at all, just an oversized baby diaper. As she looked up her torso, she found she was wearing a tight, pink top reading "DE" for Diaperella on the front and a stringed-pacifier was slung around her neck.
  'Looks like the baby's about to have an accident!' pointed a random stranger.
  'No I am -'
  Striperella's stomach grumbled as she toppled over and fell off her motorbike. She could feel her bowels slip from control and she began to spill mush into the seat of her diaper.
  'No...' she managed. But all was lost. Civilians gathered up around her to see this supposed "Super Hero" filling her diaper like a two year old. They roared up in laughter as a few wet farts concluded the pile of poop that her diaper had now become. Whimpering to herself, she heard familiar footsteps from hot-pink boots.
  'If it isn't Diaperella,' said the sadistic voice of Diaper Frenzy, quickly scooping the big baby up into her arms, 'have you made poopy?'
  Striperella dug her head into her hands, burning red with humiliation. She wanted this all to end.
  'I'll take that as a yes. Well - let's get you changed!'
  Diaper Frenzy pulled a large adult diaper from her diaper bag slung at her waist.
  'In front of all these people?' Striperella panicked.
  'Shhh...' Diaper Frenzy quickly untaped the bulky diaper. She teared it from Striperella's skin, wiping her clean, before battering her with baby powder and strapping on a new one.
  'Better?'
  Striperella managed a nod.
  'Good girl. Time for milky?'
  She didn't leave time for her to answer the question as the nipple of a baby bottle was forced into her mouth. Striperella let a tear fall down her eye. Being babied in front of all these people - could it get any worse?
  And then Striperella awoke, in a damp sweat, in a damp bed. Wait - a damp bed? She stripped off the duvet to find a soaked, yellow patch.
  'Not again!' she squealed. It had been a week since her babying with Diaper Frenzy, and she was still having the nightmares, and she was still wetting the bed.
  'When is this going to stop?'
  Once getting dressed into her curvy and revealing uniform, she set off to the League of Super Hoe's meeting on the East side of town. There would be the Sexy Snake, Slutterina, Skank White, and their boss: Lindsey.
  Striperella assumed her seat, looking at a rather peculiar chart. It seemed to show the amount of men populating the town drastically going down in the past week. Last week there had been 6,854, and now there was only 4,988.
  Slamming her cane to the results, Lindsey glared them all, wielding a nasty scowl.
  'We must find out how and why the population in this city of men has gone down. The amount of strip clubs and near-naked superheroes scooting around, they should be flooding in!'
  The three sexy superheroes nodded professionally, before departing from the meeting and going back into the world. Striperella was pondering why the population of men was decreasing - how could it even happen that quickly? She paused as she heard an almighty scream from two streets away. A crime? Striperella was in quick pursuit of the squeals that had continued. After leaping down from a building above, she found five diaper-clad women gathered around the screaming one. They all wielded baby-rattles as weapons.
  'Step away from her,' said Striperella, edging closer.
  They looked towards her, sucking pacifiers. One spat theirs out.
  'But she wanted a change,' she said innocently. They stepped away, and in the centre was a woman wearing nothing but a full adult diaper, sagging with poop.
  'Oh my god!' said Striperella, stepping forward; it was Slutterina. 'Let her go!'
  'OK,' said another, spitting out her pacifier, 'go on, Diapena! You are free!'
  'But I need my diapey changed, and I love my mommies!' she stated robotically.
  Striperella scowled.
  'You adult babies are acting like you're the bosses of us. Why are you doing this?'
  'Because we are the Society of Pampered Girls. We seek out the inner ABDL in people and bring it out using the power of hypnotism. You may have noticed the lack of men? Yes, that was our doing also.'
  Striperella couldn't bring herself to speak as the women resumed their diaper change on her former colleague. What would she do? How would she stop this diapocalypse?