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I always thought my girlfriend was just this sweet girl who liked Brazilian jiu-jitsu and cuddling on the couch. Then one night, she pulls out this... thing. It was a diaper, but like, for an adult. It even had little cartoon bears on it. She gave me this pouty look and said, "Just for one night? Please? C'mon." Of course, I said no. She just laughed and said, "I bet I can wrestle you down and put it on you myself." I was skeptical. Sure, she studied BJJ, but she's still just a girl. She's not that big. I figured there was no way. So I told her to go for it. It wasn't even a real fight. She didn't punch or kick, she just got these grips on me and next thing I knew, I was on my back with her on top of me. I couldn't move. Then she pulled out a zip tie from her pocket. She had it ready the whole time. Before I could even process it, my wrists were tied to the headboard. After that... well, there wasn't much I could do but watch as she unfolded that diaper. She was so happy, grinning from ear to ear like she'd just won the world championship. She kept giggling and saying "I told you so" as she undid my pants and pulled them down with my boxers. Her hands were quick and practiced, like this was just another part of her routine. She slid the thick diaper under me, powdered me like it was the most natural thing in the world, then taped it up snug. The whole time she was talking about how cute I looked and how this was going to be our new little secret. I just had to lay there, completely exposed and tied up. My face was burning, I felt so stupid and humiliated. All I could do was stare at the ceiling while she fussed over me, adjusting the tapes and patting the front of the diaper. Every time she called me her "good boy" or said how adorable I was, it just made my stomach twist. There was nothing I could do about it, and she knew it.