“Ah! That’s no fair!” *I whine as you taunt me with the remote, moving and kicking around a bit more in my helpless position. I see you fiddling with the remote more and my nervousness comes back, swallowing back my worries... If only I’d used it in you first instead!*

“M-Mingle has not been naughty! Mingle is a good girl, there’s no way she can be naught-Iiiiiieeee!” *I yelp as the hand begins to bounce me like that, making the wedgie feeling that much worse with each tug of gravity. Further, each bounce of my hanging humiliation causes the padding around my bits to shuffle over them, which equates for at least some of the yelling and whining coming out of my blushy face...*

*Before I even have time to tell you off, I feel the first sharp spank on my puffy butt.* “Eeep!” *I cry out from the shock of the stingy punishment, looking back a bit to see the hand winding up another... Each swat causes me to struggle and whimper a little more, swinging by my diaper as tears start to form in the corners of my eyes.... Even though it was only a few spanks, my bottom is still a subtle shade of pink as it peeks through my diaper, showing that these hands didn’t pull punches... Or swats as it were. I wordlessly look over at you with a whiny, helpless pout on my face, looking a lot like how you would if the tables were turned...*

(*Reels and makes a scene out of gagging, throwing my hands up in front of my face afterwards* “Ew ew ew ew ew! Gross, get away from me you...!” *I fuss and scoot backwards a bit to make a little space.*)

"Nu uhh, it's finder's keepers, silly butt. Now you just wait there and I'll decide if big babies like you deserve it or not." I giggle and start to look at the assortment of buttons and displays on it. "Hmm... I think someone's been a veeeeeery naughty Mingle." I snicker and flick through the buttons and find one that bounces you while you're wedgied like that, then I have it give you a few swats on your rear end.


(*Giggles and turns to squish my diaper against you!* >=3 You're the icky one! See? Now you're the stinky diapee butt!)

“No! Stop, gimme!” *I whine as you pluck the remote right out from under me, making me struggle more with little kicks and whimpers.*

*The remote has a digital display alongside a bunch of buttons and a few knobs, all allowing different actions at different intensities. A little fiddling with the odds and ends remote shows that it can do all sorts of things: It has many punishments built in and also has remote mode where you can play with different elements for a mix and match. It has many ways to baby and humiliate the charge, access to an enourmous number of toys and gadgets and even has a naughty XXX feature with many different settings, controls and toys of it’s own, with additional denial functions.*

*It also has a large wardrobe catalogued, as well as many baby accessories - Just the pacifier page alone showed off regular, inflating, strap, feeding, medicine dispensing pacifiers in several colors - Even pacifiers that have had their teats replaced with naughty phallic objects...*

*While you’re playing with the remote, I’m still dangling over here with a nervous, worried look on my face. L-look, we can... We can let me have that back now, right? Ehe...” *I say nervously, poking my index fingers together. Although my bottom’s a little drafty from being hung open by my diaper, my princess parts are experiencing a different perspective as tussling about with the diaper pulled up against my sensitives has me quite hot and bothered, which explains at least half of the blush on my face... Maybe you’d be nice and not use the remote to punish and play with me? ^_^’*

(Nooo! I stay nice and clean and dry, and when I do have an accident my Daddy helps me so nuuh!” *I mock despite my mild wetness.* “Ewww! That sounds super icky you gross head! : s )

"Well I think it's more I'm extra curious! I wanted to know if..." my eyes wander again as you end up tripping up and then finally falling to the floor. "You know, if you're going to be tripping all the time, maybe we better do something to make sure you don't hurt... Yourself?" My eyes widen as I see a hand come down and nab you, lifting you up by your diaper. I start to giggle as you're lifted up and out of reach of the remote, which catches my eye. "Hmmm? What could this be?" I grin, waddling over towards the remote you pick it up and inspect it.

(Nu uhh! You're a bigger one once you finally go! *pulls up on your diaper with a giggle, finding you a bit wet in the front* maybe I should just give you this diaper instead, huh! Then you'll be as stinky as I was!)

“I said nothing!! You’re awfully nosy and untrusting by keeping that up... I already told you, there’s a—eep!” *I screech as my continued orbiting and quick movements to avoid you grabbing behind me has me backing up over the same stuffed toy again - and again I trip, but this time I’m not so lucky. I drop what’s behind me as my arm’s shoot out to catch my balance, but that fails and I fully trip back over the toy. There’s a really subtle beep as my puffy bottom lands atop the remote and that causes me to squeak, my face filling with a sudden worry.

Before I even have a chance to finish trying to scurry to my feet, a hand comes down and nabs my up by the back of my diaper, hoisting me into the air on the spot just as I was about to pick up my remote; it’s just out of my reach! I make grabby hands down at it from my dangling position, my cute butt showing out of the open space made between my diaper and the hand holding me by a pinch*

“No no no!” *I yelp as I squirm and dangle, a worried look across my face compounded by a blush from my predicament.*

(You’re the biggest stinker that ever was stinky! Nyeeeh! *I tease, sticking out my tongue. Your pat makes me blush a bit, but you conclude that I am indeed clean... Or at least mostly, with possibly a little bit of dribble in the front f my diaper which just kinda happens every once in awhile...*)

Mhmmm.... Maybe you could just do a quick little spin instead then? It'd only take just another... *my eyes widen as I see you trip a bit, and then I see something in your hand* Whatcha got there, Mingle~? Sure doesn't look like nothing. *tries to look at it and reach around your back*

(Well maybe I do put on someone else's diapers! Y-you don't know! I'm... I'm totally not a stinker. You're a bigger stinker than me, Mingle! *tries to poke your padded bottom to double check you're really clean or not*)

*I start to reverse orbit as you approach, not wanting you to find out either that I was lying or that I had this behind my back at all, figuring you’d be a meanie head with the controls or break it.* Uh-ummm, well you see, I’ve got a lot of uh... Napping to catch up on... *I try to fib, almost stumbling over a stuffed animal and losing my balance for a moment, accidentally flashing the remote for a few seconds as I stabilize and whine about almost tripping* >.<‘

(Tch, you put on someone else’s diapers? Ewww! Or... Or you’re just a stinker in denial, and wish that you could be a big kid and keep your diapers clean like Mingle.* ;p )

*I squint at you curiously and try to peek around behind you* "Hmm... Maybe you can help me with an experiment with your hands then, since you don't have anything going on there..." *I walk closer and try poking around a bit*

(Well... That's not MY fault... I uh... Those are someone else's diapers! *puffs a cheek as I see your clean diaper compared to my full one sagging just a.... Little bit....*)

“Y-yeah! Positive! Nope, nothing here...” *I whine a bit, standing pigeon toed with both hands behind my back. I squeeze the remote nervously, even accidentally turning it on as I do so. Luckily I didn’t press anything else...*

(‘Cause your room always stinks, and your diaper’s often full. ; 3 *Pats my clean diaper as I tease*)

*I nod as you fiddle around a bit with something, patting at a few decals on the front of my diaper of a chibi looking Rukia* Hmmmm.... You sure? It doesn't seem like you've got nothing there.

(Wha-what!? Nu uhhhh! Where'd you get that idea from?)