This choice: Rachel submissively drinks from her "mother's" teat • Go Back... Rachel knew it wasn't a good idea to fight with demons. Besides, the demon woman was huge, at least 11 feet tall. She towered over Rachel and the rest of the oversized nursery as if Rachel really were baby-sized to her. As much has she hated the idea of it, she obediently suckled the woman's breast. It actually tasted quite good, like liquid popcorn. She figured maybe she could find a way out if she played along for a while.. but how would anyone escape from hell?
"Good girl." The demon mommy said, patting Rachel on her padded butt.
Rachel stopped for a moment.
"What's your name, anyway?" She asked.
"Just call me Mommy." The demon said.
Rachel resumed drinking from the demon woman. It was actually quite pleasant. Eventually, she had had enough and curled up in Mommy's arms.
"Had enough, baby Rachel?" Mommy asked.
"Yeah." Rachel said.
Mommy set Rachel down and put her nursing bra back on. She re-buttoned her blouse, smiling.
"Just wait until I show you off to all my friends! They'll think you're so cute!" Mommy said.
Mommy left the room and came back with a gigantic stroller. She lifted Rachel up and set her down in it.
"Come on, Baby, we're going for a walk." Mommy said.
Mommy pushed the stroller out the door of her home in suburban Luxuria, one of the nicer cities in Hell. It looked remarkably like a normal suburban town, but with a red tinted sky and with many of the trees on fire. the grass was green, the sun shined bright, cars drove by, demonic children played in the yards, serpent-birds sang in the trees, it really wasn't so bad. It was also incredibly hot. Rachel was soon panting and sweating. Mommy took notice.
"Aw, baby, is it a little too warm for you?" Mommy said.
She reached down and pulled off Rachel's shirt, leaving the 18 year old "baby" topless, exposing her full breasts. Rachel was now wearing nothing but her diaper.
"Is that better, honey?" Mommy asked.
"A little." Rachel said. It was still very hot and it was getting hard to breathe due to the heat.
"Just a little bit further, okay? We're almost there." Mommy said.
Soon they reached a house just two blocks from where Mommy lived. Mommy knocked on the door.
"Come in!" A voice said.
Mommy opened the door and met with several other demonic housewives drinking iced tea and wine. It was, thankfully for Rachel, air conditioned. Like Mommy, they were all inhumanly tall, probably a common trait for demons, and some of them had little devil horns poking up from beneath their hair. Mommy was probably the best looking of the bunch. She was gorgeous, while most of the other demonic housewives were average looking.
"Aw, Lili, you have a baby now!" One of the housewives said. Apparently Mommy's real name was Lili. The women crowded around Rachel to see.
"Oh, she's so cute!"
"Aren't those breasts a bit lewd for a baby?"
"I wanna hold her! Can I hold her?"
"Can she talk? Can she walk?"
"Calm down, all of you! You're scaring her." Mommy said.
Sure enough, Rachel was intimidated by all the demon women staring and yelling around her. She was cowering in the stroller, shivering a little in fear. Mommy reached in and picked her up so everyone could get a better look.
"Her name's Rachel. I bought her at the auction so she wouldn't get thrown into a pen and gang raped. You all know how bad the breeders treat women after they're pregnant." Mommy said. She held Rachel close and gave her a tight hug. She let go and turned Rachel toward the other women.
"Say hi, Rachel." Mommy said, smiling.
"Um... Hi?" Rachel said, sheepishly.
The housewives all cooed and swooned at Rachel's apparent cuteness.
"Isn't she adorable?" Mommy said.
Mommy sat down with Rachel in her arms. She poured herself a glass of iced tea. A skinny, dark haired demon woman named Sasha went over to them.
"Can... Can I hold her?" She asked.
"Of course you can." Mommy said.
Sasha picked up Rachel and cuddled her.
"You're so soft and tiny! And your hair is so cute! How'd you get so cute?" Sasha said.
"I... I guess I was just made that way?" Rachel said.
Sasha stroked Rachel's hair like she was a kitten and caressed the girl's tummy. Rachel giggled a lot, since her tummy had always been a ticklish part of her.
"Aw, you like that? You like a tummy tickling?" Sasha said.
Everyone could tell Sasha really wanted a "baby" girl of her own now.
Sasha continued to tickle Rachel's tummy. Rachel laughed and laughed, harder and harder until... she lost all control and pooped in her diaper. A mortified look crossed Rachel's face. She hadn't pooped herself since she was six. She wanted to cry.
"Aw... someone made a stinky!" Sasha said, immediately recognizing the scent of poop.
Mommy came over with a diaper bag and put Rachel down on an empty table.
"Why? How?" Rachel said, confused.
"Sweety, you had a curse set on you when you came here to hell. You can't control your poop and pee anymore. you can never be potty trained again. You're gonna need your diapers as long as you're cursed." Mommy said, opening up Rachel's diaper.
Rachel's heart sank. This would mean that even if she escaped from hell by some miracle, she would probably still need diapers for the rest of her life. As Mommy opened up her diaper, she also saw that all of her pubic hair was gone, not that she missed it much. That was probably part of the curse too.
The demon housewives crowded around to watch the diaper changing. Mommy wiped down Rachel's little butt and threw away her dirty diaper, leaving the teenage girl completely naked. Rachel did nothing to cover herself. Any thoughts of modesty or dignity were already long dead. Mommy slipped another diaper under Rachel's butt, poured a little bit f powder on her, and taped up the new diaper.
"Good as new!" Mommy said, holding Rachel up for everyone to see her clean baby.
Mommy picked Rachel back up and sat down with her. They all started going on about their day to day lives, things Rachel had no interest in. Rachel fell asleep right there, using Mommy's large breasts as a pillow. She was very worn out, and her previous sleep was hardly restful. When she woke up...  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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