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chapter 24 D.Va's Diapered Duty

D.Va had finally returned to duty after her medical leave. After weeks of imprisonment by Talon, where she had been forced to wear an ever-expanding diaper that would edge her constantly, she had been rescued. The doctors said there was no sign of permanent damage done by her time in Talon's clutches, but she had been rendered incontinent, and had been given time off to retrain her body to use a toilet.

But D.Va had not done that. In fact, she'd done the opposite, wearing diapers constantly, and training herself on how to achieve orgasm just as she peed or messed her diaper.

She'd told the doctors she had no problems with her current state of continence, which was technically true, and they'd finally agreed to let her go on missions again.

Her first mission back would be a solo mission, just a routine patrol.

Given D.Va was a bit of a night owl after years of gaming, she had liked to take the late night missions even before her time with Talon. But now, she was especially grateful for the habit, as she walked into the locker room to change into her flight suit, and pulled a diaper from her bag. As she changed out of her street clothes, D.Va diapered herself before putting on her form-fitting suit. Once it was on nice and snug, she stood still for a moment, before rubbing her hands between her legs. The thought of getting herself off in the locker room had gotten her so excited that she came quickly, and as she did the floodgates were opened and she began to pee into her diaper. She moaned from the relief, still touching herself, before finally finishing up, washing her hands, and stepping out of the locker room.

She'd have to find time to pee herself on the mission so she could warm her diaper back up, and maybe add some mess on top of that. There was nothing quite like the squelch of a soggy diaper between D.Va's legs, leaving her thighs wet.

Anyone would have been able to see the bulge of a diaper beneath her tight suit, but there was no one around. All duties this late were carried out automatically. Which meant D.Va didn't even have to bother to hide her diapered bottom as she climbed into her Meka.

Previously, D.Va had hated routine patrols like this, always grumbling as she crawled into her Meka because her fans didn't like to watch her stream this kind of mission. But now it was perfect.

On top of her normal pre-flight rituals, D.Va made sure to chug two bottles of energy drink. They'd make their way through her system nice and quickly.

Wiper her wet lips off on the back of her sleeve, she finalized her pre-flight checklist and lifted off.

She knew the route by heart, having travelled it dozens of times. The base was near a city, but she flew between trees in the nearby forest, ducking and weaving with ease even after a couple of months away from her controls.

When she'd reached the edge of her patrol perimeter, though, D.Va landed her Meka, walking it into a small cave.

Once inside, she could her the distinct plink, plink of water droplets hitting her Meka. It made her feel a rumble in her bladder, those energy drinks she'd had already back for more fun.

D.Va picked up one of the empty bottles, which she'd recapped when she finished, and set the top against her diaper. Licking her lips in anticipation, she slowly began to push it against the damp diaper between her legs, feeling it squelch beneath the bottle as she began to massage her clit. Moaning, she began to push faster and harder as the pressure in her bladder built. She was glad for the dripping sound of water hitting her Meka, as it only made the pressure build faster.

She was feeling hot between her legs, but she knew she wasn't quite ready to orgasm yet, so she began to talk herself up. "Yeah Hana, you dirty filthy girl. Get yourself off at the thought of wetting your diaper again. Get your diaper even wetter with your filthy juices, yeah," she moaned.