You told Dolly to be home by 10pm, she shows up at midnight in a slutty outfit reeking of cigarettes and sex, loudly asking why you were blowing up her phone. Sarcastically, she responds letting you know she's fully aware of how late she is and how little she cares, backing you into a corner saying she's an adult so there's nothing you can do to punish her. This just makes what you're about to do to her all the more satisfying, so you threaten to kick her out. Her attitude seems to take a step back as the terrible thought of living on her own becomes a possibility considering her grades and behavior. That's when she asks what it'll take to stop you from kicking her out, and the fun begins. You hand her a pack of unopened, pink adult diapers and she's startled, almost angry, that you'd suggest this. You explain that since she thinks she's such an adult that she can either move out, or stay home and be their sweet little daughter until you're actually ready to go. However, there's conditions: no more black clothes, and no more frat parties. She takes a moment to contemplate her priorities. Dressing like a slut, frat parties, staying out late, but having to live on her own, pay her own bills, make all her own food, doing everything for herself OR living at home, having everything taken care of, meals cooked for her, outfits picked for her, loved and adored everyday but...in diapers. She decides she's not ready to be on her own, and reluctantly starts taking off her slutty, goth outfit, whining about it the entire time. You tell her to hurry up, knowing the clothes you're putting her into will be much more fitting for the perfect daughter you've always wanted. Her hair is in pigtails now. She picks up the pink fuzzy knee high socks and looks at them with disgust as she puts them on. She runs her hands down her leg and admires how soft the socks are, its working! She puts on the pink frilly dress, looks down at herself and asks if this is what you've been wanting. You tell her there actually is one more thing that needs to be done before she can be put into diapers. You hand her a tiny training potty, and explain that since she was just at a party that she probably needs to pee and you want it done before she puts on a clean, dry diaper. She squats over the tiny toilet, struggling, getting embarrassed, she manages to squirt some pee into the bowl but being the dumb girl she is, she misses the potty! All the more reason to put her in diapers. She gets up from the toilet and starts to put on the lotion and powder, feeling self conscious and confused about the conflicting feelings as she goes. She finally starts to wrap the diaper around her hips, it might be a bit big for her but she's not planning on leaving anytime soon so we can figure out her sizing as we go. Once she sticks down all the flaps and tucks in the wings, she does a little spin and pat to show off how puffy and crinkly she is, as she assumed you desired. The confusing feelings continue to grow, she lays back, smiling, enjoying how cute she smells, how comfy she feels, and comes to her senses to remind herself she's not supposed to be enjoying this. But as soon as you offer her the vibrator, the smile reappears on her face and she's thrown back into the comfy sensation. She presses the toy to her crinkly diaper as she desperately tries to feel the vibration through the thick padding. She whines, saying its really hard to make herself cum and that's when you tell her she's not gonna get to cum until she moves out.