Elfy

Amelia and Catherine are heading out, which means a babysitter for Emily. The big baby is obviously nervous, but the babysitter has more in common with her than she thinks. --- Every update I post is available on my Ream and SubscribeStar pages one week before it is posted everywhere else. For $5 you can see everything I post before the rest of the diapered world. For $10 you can see every update early plus EVERY exclusive story I have written. That's 35 stories available ONLY on my subscription pages and nowhere else! I rely on my wonderful subscriber's support to be able to write like I do. Writing is my only income and the money I earn goes to help paying the bills, food and everything else my wife and I need. Everyone's support is HUGELY appreciated, without it I would have to find other work and I wouldn't be able to write nearly as much as I do, maybe at all. So thank you to everyone who checks out my subscriber pages and considers supporting me ❤️ https://reamstories.com/elfy https://subscribestar.adult/elfy --- “Catherine!” Amelia called out, “Could you get that. I’m a little busy here.” “Give me a second.” Catherine replied from the other room. Amelia continued with the diaper change as Catherine hurried past and down the stairs. Emily heard the door open and then a stranger’s voice. She shivered with anxiety as the final tape was placed on her diaper. “Who is she?” Emily asked nervously. “Don’t worry.” Amelia replied as she rubbed the side of Emily’s face, “She’s someone I know from years ago, since college in fact, and we’ve stayed in touch. She was more than happy to help.” Emily had a lot of questions but contented herself with silence. She was taped up in the fresh diaper and then helped off the table. The onesie was popped back together and Emily almost immediately started biting her nails with nerves. “Don’t suck your thumb, baby.” Amelia said, “Here, I have something for you.” Emily watched as Amelia went across the room to a drawer which stored a lot of spare diapers. She didn’t know what her wife was getting and, to be frank, she wasn’t thinking about it. Her attention was drawn much more by the conversation she could hear downstairs. Catherine could be heard clearly, alongside a voice Emily didn’t recognise at all. “Open up.” Amelia said. Emily was so used to following commands that her mouth opened her up almost immediately. She saw her wife’s hand coming towards your face and a second later plastic was hitting her upper and lower lips. A soft silicone rested on her tongue and it didn’t take Emily long to work out she had been given a pacifier. A trail of drool escaped the corner of her mouth as she pressed her tongue against the bulb that filled a surprising amount of her mouth. “Now that is adorable!” Amelia said with a big smile. Emily was pulled into a tight hug. She thought back to a matter of weeks ago where she would never have allowed herself to be in such a situation. She was blushing but didn’t think to take the pacifier out. There was one advantage to this new accessory though as it meant she wouldn’t be expected to say anything. “Right, no point wasting more time.” Amelia said as she took Emily’s hand. Amelia walked forwards and clearly expected Emily to follow. However, even though the idea of being disobedient worried her, Emily remained on the spot. Amelia turned around and looked at her. Looking at the ground Emily expected to be punished for not doing as she was told, a warning was the least she would get, surely. “I don’t want to go downstairs.” Emily said quietly around the pacifier bulb. Her voice was quiet and strangely muffled by the object in her mouth. “I know it’s scary.” Amelia said. She reached out and stroked Emily’s face, “But trust me, everything will be fine.” “But I look like…” Emily turned her head to the mirror in the corner of the room, “A baby…” Emily half-expected Amelia to try to say she was wrong. But that would have been a laughable argument to try and make. Emily was clearly diapered, wearing a onesie and had a pacifier in her mouth which she was busy drooling around. Instead, Amelia simply held her hand and stepped up next to her so she was appearing in the mirror as well. “I know.” Amelia said softly. She paused for a second, “Did you know it’s our anniversary today?” Emily’s eyes popped open. She wouldn’t have said that she forgot the anniversary, it was more that she didn’t really keep her attention on the date at all. Unfortunately, for Emily, this was nothing new. Before all this stuff had started Emily rarely remembered their special day, it was even less often that she did anything special for it. “It’s alright.” Amelia chuckled when she saw Emily’s panicky expression, “But, whilst I have a date tonight, I haven’t forgotten you.” “What do you mean?” Emily mumbled around the pacifier. “You’ll see.” Amelia’s eyes twinkled slightly as she smiled. Emily felt Amelia’s hands take hold of her face. Amelia looked so beautiful and Emily’s face was tilted so she was facing her. Amelia leaned in and kissed Emily on the lips. It was enough to make Emily melt like putty into her wife’s hands. The kiss was broken and Emily looked away feeling embarrassed for some reason. Emily felt herself blushing even harder but as Amelia squeezed her hand she started to follow her wife to the top of the stairs. Emily’s knees shook as they started walking downstairs. She sucked hard on the pacifier which she found slightly calming, it gave her something other than her current situation to think about. The closer they got to the living room the more she heard herself whining slightly. The door was opened and Emily was pulled forwards. She kept her face down as the conversation stopped and she felt all eyes turning towards her. The longer she waited for someone to speak the thicker her diaper felt, the more obvious her babyishness seemed to shine. “Davina, this is Emily.” Amelia said. “Hello Emily.” Davina said, “It’s nice to meet you.” Emily forced herself to look up. She had never seen Davina before and had no idea what she had in common with Amelia. She was sitting down but was clearly taller and stronger than any of the other women in the room. She had long platinum blonde hair and a gorgeous, almost model-like, face. She was smiling, it was clearly genuine and, to Emily’s surprise, she didn’t seem at all surprised by her appearance. “Say hello.” Amelia prompted Emily who was still staring. Not wanting to speak Emily raised a hand and gave a little wave before quickly looking back down. She was pretty sure she would’ve felt less exposed and vulnerable if she was completely naked. She heard Amelia chuckling beside her. “She’s shy.” Emily could hear Amelia’s grin through her tone of voice, “But don’t worry, she’s very friendly. I’m sure you’ll both get on swimmingly. You have a lot in common.” Amelia let go of Emily’s hand and the diapered woman immediately reached out to try and grab it again. She felt like she was being unmoored. That her last link with safety was being severed as Amelia walked over to the couch where Catherine was sat. “Ready?” Amelia asked her girlfriend. Emily looked up with panic in her eyes. They were really just going to leave her there right away. She didn’t know this woman! “I think so.” Catherine said. She wasn’t looking at Amelia though, she was looking at Emily, “Are you OK, Emily?” For the first time in weeks Emily thought about defying Amelia. She thought about leaping forwards and wrapping her arms around her, to beg her not to leave. The “B” word started circling around her head. She didn’t want to be a burden, she didn’t want to ruin a date between Catherine and Amelia, but she was so worried! “If you don’t want us to go out you can just say so.” Catherine said using her patented therapist voice. Emily saw Amelia’s face fall slightly. She clearly expected Emily to put a stop to everything and to mess up her night out. Even though she was scared, Emily hated to see her wife looking upset, she couldn’t make that happen. She reached up and pulled her pacifier out of her mouth. A long line of drool trailed between the pacifier’s bulb and her mouth. “I’ll be OK.” Emily practically whispered. She pushed the pacifier back in quickly, almost as if she was worried that if she left her mouth unfilled she would suddenly change her mind. “I’m sure we’ll be fine.” Davina said from the couch, “Enjoy yourselves.” Everyone said their goodbyes. Emily swallowed hard as Amelia and Catherine left the room and a second later walked out the front door. She couldn’t hear what was being said but Catherine seemed to be talking quite animatedly to Amelia about something. The door closed and silence fell. Emily continued to face the doorway. “It’s nice to meet you.” Davina said again. Emily remained silent though she did at least turn to face her babysitter. She wasn’t sure what to do. The playpen was right next to her but she felt embarrassed. This was the first person to see her like this outside of their little family. She wasn’t sure how this woman wasn’t just outright laughing at her. “You’ve got no reason to be nervous.” Davina said, “I’m ABDL too, it’s all cool with me.” ABDL? Emily wasn’t sure what Davina was talking about. Her tone was friendly though. Emily felt that she wasn’t under any threat, she didn’t think Amelia would leave her alone with a stranger if she wasn’t sure they would be safe. There was another awkward silence. Emily just didn’t know what to say to this person. “So, what do you do for fun?” Davina asked conversationally. “Pway.” Emily lisped around the pacifier. She blushed and pulled the soother out of her mouth, “Play.” “Cool!” Davina replied. She seemed delighted that Emily had responded at all, “What sort of games do you play?” Emily didn’t understand. Why wasn’t this woman making fun of her? Why was she acting like there wasn’t a fully grown woman in her mid-twenties in front of her dressed like a baby. Emily just vaguely pointed at the dolls she often created little stories with. Davina nodded her head. After a couple of seconds Emily stepped into the playpen and awkwardly sat down next to the dolls. Playing was something she had got used to in recent times but doing it in front of another person was hard even when that person was Amelia or Catherine yet alone a stranger. “What are their names?” Davina asked. “Huh?” Emily frowned. “Your dolls.” Davina nodded towards the small plastic figures. “Oh, erm, I don’t know…” Emily muttered around the pacifier. She pulled it out of her mouth, “I guess they don’t have names.” “No names!” Davina acted shocked, “But everybody needs a name!” Emily looked up at Davina. She couldn’t tell if she was making fun of her. She seemed genuine but she was talking to her as if she was the baby she looked like. Maybe she shouldn’t even fight it, after all she looked and sounded like one. No one seemed to expect her to do anything grown up, so why not just accept her place. Was that something she could do? Was it something she SHOULD do? She was supposed to be an adult. For the next little while Emily played with her dolls. At first, she was bashful and only doing it half-heartedly but Davina was very good at making it all feel almost normal. She asked questions about the stories Emily was acting out and even made suggestions to enhance the story. It wasn’t long until Emily was practically putting on a little show using the dolls as puppets. For a good twenty minutes Emily acted out a story in front of the woman who was quickly feeling like much less of a stranger. “That’s great.” Davina said with a little applause when one little scene finished, “But could you come over here for a minute?” “Hmm?” Emily muttered. Davina waved Emily forwards. She was standing outside the playpen patting the bars in front of her. Emily shuffled forwards on her knees and then stood up to waddle forwards. She wasn’t sure what the babysitter wanted but as soon as she was in front of the bars Davina reached down and cupped her hand underneath Emily’s diaper. Without thinking she spread her legs and pushed her crotch out a little in front of her. It was a well-practiced position for diaper checks. “Oh, baby, you’re very wet!” Davina said with a big smile. “I am?” Emily frowned. “You didn’t know?” Davina asked with raised eyebrows. Emily slowly shook her head. She had known she was wet from the way her diaper hung between her legs but she didn’t really remember peeing. It happened so often she had stopped paying attention to when she needed to go, but now that Davina had called attention to it, she could feel that her padding was indeed soaked. “We’ll have to get you changed.” Davina said as she pulled her hand back and walked around to the gate of the playpen. Emily felt her heart hammer a little faster. This woman was undoubtedly hot, she was like a bombshell as she held the gate open for Emily to come through. Emily had never been changed by someone other than Amelia or Catherine but this strange babysitter seemed not to have the slightest hesitation. Emily started slowly shuffling forwards. “Good girl.” Davina said. Emily felt that familiar swell of pride when she heard those magic words. She blushed, it was one thing responding to them when it was someone, she knew using them, it was something else altogether when it was a stranger. Especially one as pretty as Davina. She tried not to let it show how pleased she was by the compliment. --- If you enjoyed this and would like to see the next part of the story RIGHT NOW you can do so on my SubscribeStar and Ream pages: https://reamstories.com/page/lpjgftb4y2/story/m1cuafz5dm/chapter/mcr41ehi6ffa6738 https://subscribestar.adult/posts/1945715

Now in the water park, Sam wants to keep as low of a profile as possible. Something which may not be possible when a friendly park employee comes to help her "have fun." --- I am only able to devote as much time as I do to writing thanks to my wonderful subscribers. Writing is my only source of income and therefore I appreciate immensely everyone who supports me. For $5 you can see all of my story updates one week before the rest of the world. For $10 you get all the early stories PLUS 35+ EXCLUSIVE STORIES not available anywhere else AND early access "Livy's New Family: The Comic" Please check out the links below for more information, tiers, and rewards. https://reamstories.com/elfy https://subscribestar.adult/elfy --- In the queue Sam looked around. No one was batting an eyelid at her despite being carried around and so clearly diapered. As they reached the gate Jade handed over the entrance tickets they had bought in the car. Sam pouted as she noticed one of them was clearly a child’s pass. She almost wished SOMEONE would point out that Sam was actually in her twenties. “What do you want to do first?” Jade asked as they walked inside. “Go home.” Sam muttered as quietly as possible. Whether Jade heard her or not Sam didn’t know but she carried on walking regardless. Sam shifted awkwardly and felt the diaper underneath her childish swimming costume move with her. It may not have been quite as bulky as her usual padding but it was certainly just as loud. Sam was carried straight towards a paddling pool area and she whined. All around her were teenagers and young adults going to the bigger water slides whilst she was taken a play area for little kids. The small children’s area certainly had no expense spared. It didn’t lack for activities and there were a lot of small kids running around. Sam clutched Jade tighter, she didn’t want to be put down and have to “play.” It was bad enough at home yet alone doing it in public where so many people could see her. Unfortunately Sam didn’t get much say in what happened to her these days. The shallow water had a small ledge around the sides where a lot of the parents of children were sitting and watching their offspring having fun. Jade sat down along with them and had to practically peel Sam off her chest. The small woman was lowered into the water that went up to her knees. She immediately hugged her arms against her chest and looked around. She wanted to hide but there was nowhere to go. “Go on.” Jade said encouragingly, “Go and play.” “I don’t want to!” Sam hissed. “Well we aren’t leaving until I’m sure you’ve had fun.” Jade shrugged her shoulders. She leaned back with her hands propping her up. “But…” Sam pouted hard and turned away. Arguing was pointless. Walking was awkward when she was wearing thick padding between her legs and Sam was finding it even harder in the water. Her waddle was pronounced but she was far from the only one struggling. A lot of the small kids here were padded. She scanned the area trying to find a place where she might be able to hide until Jade got bored and took her home. The closest thing she could see was a small climbing area that had some staff members making sure no one hurt themselves. Maybe there was hidden area she could wedge herself in. Sam waded through the shallow water towards the play area trying to avoid getting too wet. She scowled whenever an overexcited child splashed past her. The scene at the climbing area was one of chaos. The children were running around, splashing each other and screaming noisily. It seemed like they were having the time of their lives but Sam wanted no part of it. This was a mistake and she was going to beat a hasty retreat. “Hello, my name’s Charlie.” Sam turned to see a young woman wearing a Big Splash Water Park uniform. She was smiling down at Sam with a friendly smile, “What’s yours?” “S-Sam…” Sam replied hesitantly. “That’s a very pretty name.” Charlie said. Her condescending voice was making Sam cringe in embarrassment. She crouched down in front of her, “Do you want to play with the others?” Sam quickly shook her head as her eyes went wide. She took a step to the side with the childish idea that she could hurry back to Jade for protection. The enthusiastic employee seemed to have other ideas though. “Your Mommy told me you were shy.” Charlie said with a toothy smile. Sam was left even more shocked. She looked past this woman at her cousin who was still perched at the edge of the pool talking to some of the other parents and drinking something with a long straw. When she saw Sam looking over she waved. “She also said you really like to have fun.” Charlie continued. It was clear she had no idea she was actually talking to a woman in her early twenties, “Is that right?” It was a stupid question, Sam thought, everyone liked having fun it was just that everyone’s idea of what was fun was different. For Sam being forced to “enjoy” the activities of a glorified paddling pool wasn’t fun at all. In fact it was very much the opposite. Charlie seemed to be taking the lack of an answer as further proof that Sam was just a very shy child. “Well, come with me.” Charlie said as she took Sam’s hand, “It’s not so scary.” “I don’t…” Sam started. Charlie stopped to look at her but she had stopped talking. Sam couldn’t say too much or she would let this woman know that she was actually an adult which would be even more humiliating than her current situation. She bit her lip. Her only option was to try and resist whilst also keeping up the charade that she was actually a kid. “I don’t wanna.” Sam said grumpily. “Oh, don’t worry, Sam.” Charlie said encouragingly, “Everyone’s really nice. You’ll see.” Sam was pulled towards the apparatus that seemed to draw the attention of all the small kids in the area. No amount of digging in her heels or pulling back seemed to be able to make Charlie slow down. Her feet simply slid along the bottom of the pool and she had to concentrate on not falling over. “It’s OK.” Charlie said cheerily, “I’ll stay with you.” Sam now felt like even more of a baby. Apparently she was now so little she needed a dedicated caretaker. She wondered if Jade had set this up ahead of time, she certainly had the money and connections to pay for such a thing. Whatever had happened it wasn’t helping Sam at that moment as she was led closer to a ladder leading up to a platform that had small slides and things coming off it. “Up you go.” Charlie said. Sam was feeling overwhelmed. There were little kids everywhere, she felt surrounded as if the children were a swarm of bees, she was doing her best to avoid them but by the time she was at the ladder she couldn’t help but rub shoulders with them. She tentatively placed her hands on the metal bars of the ladder. “That’s it. Well done!” Charlie praised Sam as if she was accomplishing a grand task. It was only embarrassing her even more. Sam climbed the short ladder. Even when standing on top of the platform she was still shorter than Charlie as the employee stood up and started encouraging Sam to cross a little bridge towards one of the slides. Charlie hurried around to the bottom and beckoned for Sam to go down. Sam could hear impatient children behind her. She looked back over to where Jade was sitting to see she was watching. Of course she was watching, she wouldn’t want to miss seeing Sam embarrassing herself. “Yes, Sam, Mommy’s watching.” Charlie said from the bottom of the slide, “Show her how brave you are!” Sam whined but there was no other way down from where she was other than the slide she was standing on the edge of. She slowly sat down and looked to the bottom where the plastic slippery surface disappeared underneath the shallow water. It was only a short way down. Even for Sam’s small stature it wasn’t particularly tall but that didn’t make it any more palatable. She sat down and put her hands on the sides. After a sigh of inevitability she scooted herself forwards. The water made the plastic even more slippery than she had been expecting and she slid down the plastic so fast that she let out a squeal of alarm. Her legs and arms flew arm as she rushed down towards Charlie. Sam splashed into the water and closed her eyes. She had done her best to avoid getting too wet but now the water had splashed up and all over her. From the top of her head down to the bottom of her feet she was soaked as she slid into Charlie’s arms. The properly sized woman was chuckling and congratulating Sam as she helped her out of the way so the other kids could use the slide. “Well done!” Charlie said as she led Sam away, “That looked like a lot of fun!” For Sam it had been anything but. If she had hoped that would be the end of it and she could go back to Jade she was left very disappointed. Charlie stayed with Sam and took her around various other activities in the water. The swim diaper swelled a little from the water but it was primarily made to let liquid through, it still grew in size and became somehow even more obvious. For a couple of hours Sam was forced to go around the baby area with Charlie. The whole time it was happening she just wanted to go back to Jade. She was aware she wouldn’t find any respite with her cousin but she still felt like safety. Sam was given the run around for most of the morning until she was finally brought back to Jade. She was tired out and soaking wet, the only thing propping her up was the knowledge that she would soon be heading home. “I hope she wasn’t too much trouble.” Jade said as Charlie approached. “She was good as gold.” Charlie replied. Sam glared at Jade but she still gratefully waded forwards to sit down next to her. She tuned out the short conversation Jade had with Charlie as she impatiently waited to be taken home. Another day and another humiliation she would have to one day explain to a therapist. Sam was picked up by her cousin and sat on her lap. Charlie waved goodbye to Sam one final time before finally retreating. “Did you have fun?” Jade asked once they were alone. “You know I didn’t!” Sam growled. “You looked like you did.” Jade countered. Sam knew that was an utter lie. She had done her best to look as annoyed and angry as possible the whole time. She didn’t want to argue though, she had another problem growing and it was something that hadn’t been an issue until that day. She needed to pee but the diaper she was wearing was not made to contain it. With a shudder she realised she had come very close to just letting go, she had become distressingly used to the disposables that were always taped around her waist. “Mommy, I need the bathroom.” Sam said quietly. She was sat in the water which submerged her waist and looked around nervously. “You’re wearing your diaper.” Jade replied simply. “I don’t think this thing is designed for pee.” Sam continued, “And it’s all swollen from the pool water.” “Then just go. No one will find out if you pee in the pool.” Jade said. “Gross…” Sam scrunched up her face. “Sweetie, you’re in a pool full of little children. Do you think they all run to the bathroom when they need to potty?” Jade asked with a smirk. Sam suddenly felt even more grossed out. Regardless of the disgusting stuff children did Sam wasn’t like them! She was an adult and perfectly capable of not urinating in the pool but now that she had mentioned it she was sure Jade was going to make it happen. She was pouting and in a fit of anger splashed her hands in the water. “Don’t have a tantrum, baby.” Jade said warningly. Sam was furious with her lack of say over anything in her life. No matter how much time she spent in this loathsome position she still couldn’t get used to having even her most basic decisions decided for her. She sighed and let shoulders slump, despite all her anger there was nothing she could do to change anything. Sam closed her eyes and did something she had become very used to since being put into diapers. Relaxing her muscles, Sam shuddered as she almost immediately started peeing into her diaper and the pool. “Still, we’ve got other things to do as well…” Jade said. “What do you… No!” Sam was still in the middle of going potty in the pool when Jade leaned forwards and put her hands underneath Sam’s armpits. Sam felt her feet leave the bottom of the pool and she flailed desperately to be put down. It was no use. Her cousin lifted her out of the water and amongst all the dripping of water there was a steady stream pouring out of the bottom of Sam’s diaper and into the pool. She tried to clamp down with her bladder muscles to stop the flow but it was no use, she just kept leaking. “Put me down! Put me down!” Sam desperately pleaded. Nearby people were looking over at all the commotion. Sam had no idea if they could tell that the liquid coming from the small woman wasn’t just water from the pool but to her it felt incredibly obvious. Jade giggled but did at least lower Sam back down. The water in the children’s pool had already been warm but now Sam could feel the rise in temperature, even that didn’t feel as hot as her face which was burning from embarrassment. “Finished?” Jade asked a few seconds later. Sam shamefully nodded her head and this time when she was lifted up she didn’t fight back. She wanted to be carried away from the pool as soon as possible. She welcomed being sat on Jade’s hip as it allowed her to hide her face as she was taken away. This water park now felt like yet another place she would never be able to show her face. --- If you want to find out what happens next RIGHT NOW you can do so at the following links: https://reamstories.com/page/lpjgftb4y2/story/m7x7lotzmt/chapter/mcn3yptjf6904e16 https://subscribestar.adult/posts/1938124

Kawaiiomo is known to be a troll (in a doing funny things way) It's almost certainly a joke... but you never know...

Emily is playing in the living room when a quite unexpected guest arrives... Though maybe "guest" is the wrong term. --- Every update I post is available on my Ream and SubscribeStar pages one week before it is posted everywhere else. For $5 you can see everything I post before the rest of the diapered world. For $10 you can see every update early plus EVERY exclusive story I have written. That's 35 stories available ONLY on my subscription pages and nowhere else! I rely on my wonderful subscriber's support to be able to write like I do. Writing is my only income and the money I earn goes to help paying the bills, food and everything else my wife and I need. Everyone's support is HUGELY appreciated, without it I would have to find other work and I wouldn't be able to write nearly as much as I do, maybe at all. So thank you to everyone who checks out my subscriber pages and considers supporting me ❤️ https://reamstories.com/elfy https://subscribestar.adult/elfy --- Emily sat in her playpen. She was surrounded by her toys whilst the television played a cartoon of some inoffensive cartoon people talking about morals. “Playing” was something Emily had become much better at in recent times. When you aren’t given an option to do anything else it becomes increasingly easy to lose yourself in childish games. That was the case for Emily who had created her own little soap opera with the various dolls scattered around her. She was just using a small finger-sized doll and a Barbie to enact a scene where one accused the other of cheating when the front door opened. This wasn’t unusual, Amelia had left the house somewhat excitedly a couple of hours previously. Emily was glad she was home though, the diaper between her legs was saturated and surely not far from leaking. “Mommy, I…” Emily started as she turned towards the living room doorway. It wasn’t Amelia looking back at her. It was Catherine. And Catherine was pulling a large suitcase behind her. Emily dropped the dolls and shifted on her knees to the bars of her clearly marked play area. “What’s going on?” Emily asked with a frown. “You didn’t tell her?” Catherine turned to the side and spoke to someone out of view with clear surprise. “Relax.” Amelia’s voice replied. A second later she appeared in the doorway weighed down by a couple of bags herself. She put down the bags and walked into the room, Emily could see Catherine looking apologetic behind her. “Are we going somewhere?” Emily asked in confusion. “No, baby, quite the opposite.” Amelia replied. She unhooked the latch on the playpen’s gate and let it swing open, “Come over here.” Emily, by that point, was used to following commands without question. Her purpose had been to be a good girl no matter what that entailed. She stood up on shaky legs, her wet diaper hanging underneath her very short yellow dress. She waddled around and when Amelia patted the couch next to her, she sat down. Emily looked from her wife to Catherine, who was still standing awkwardly in the doorway, and back again. Amelia pulled Emily close and put her arm around her shoulders. “You know that me and Catherine have been…” Amelia seemed to be weighing her words carefully, “Very good friends?” Emily nodded. It seemed liked an understatement. She had been aware that the two had been having sex for a while now. There was a time when that would have severely bothered her, now it just made her excited and caused her caged up princess parts pain. “Well, Catherine lives on the other side of town and it’s a pain for us to travel back and forth.” Amelia said, “So we thought “why not cut out all the travel?” Do you understand?” Emily did understand. The bags contained Catherine’s things. They weren’t going anywhere, in fact, the therapist was coming to live with them! “I’m… I’m sorry…” Catherine shook her head, “Amelia should’ve asked you first. I thought she had!” “It’s OK.” Emily said quietly. “I’ll go back home.” Catherine said as she started to pick up her suitcase, “This was a mistake. I’ll leave and we can all discuss this…” “It’s OK.” Emily said a little louder. Emily saw Catherine double-take before putting her bags back down. She was frowning. Emily couldn’t help but laugh, it seemed that even though Catherine clearly wanted this she was finding it hard to believe what Emily was saying. “What?” Catherine asked, “Emily, are you… are you sure?” Emily nodded. To be honest this was something that seemed inevitable sooner or later. Catherine was already coming over every other day, this step only made sense logistically. Emily bowed her head, she still felt embarrassed. She’d already given her tacit acceptance for her wife to essentially “cheat” on her and now she was inviting person who had replaced her to live under the same roof. Catherine glanced over at Amelia. She seemed more surprised than anything. She walked into the room slowly and after a few seconds sat down on the other side of Emily. The diapered woman could feel her wife hugging her closer to her side. “I want you to be absolutely sure.” Catherine said, “I’m not trying to replace you or anything.” “I understand.” Emily said. She was looking down to her bare feet, “I know Amelia loves me still, just in a different way. I see how happy you two make each other and I don’t want to get in the way of that.” Far from making Catherine happy, when Emily looked up at the therapist, she only saw a face of concern. Did Catherine not believe her? She would have to continue. She blushed a little, it now felt like she was trying to set the two of them up! “I know now that as an adult… I kind of sucked.” Emily continued, “I was selfish, angry, self-centred, and just plain unpleasant to be around. I couldn’t give Amelia what she needed so maybe it’s better this way. I’m just lucky you both want to keep me around.” Catherine looked more shocked than ever. Rather than having her fears assuaged it seemed she was more anxious than ever. Emily wasn’t sure what the therapist wanted of her. She just wanted to be a good girl no matter what that meant! “You see?” Amelia said as she leaned forwards to talk to Catherine, “She wants this just as much as we do. She’s a good girl.” Emily beamed as the magic words sent tingles down her spine. She saw Amelia wave for Catherine to slide closer until Emily was squeezed between the two other women. They turned sideways and leaned forwards against each other in a deep embrace that left Emily trapped between their breasts. The fatty orbs swung and moulded around her head and, as turned on as it made her, more than anything she felt thirsty. --- “Aw, you’ve become such a dribblepuss.” Amelia said as a tissue was wiped against the sides of Emily’s mouth, “Good girl.” In a strangely Pavlonian response the magic words made Emily drool just a little more. She wasn’t even really aware of it. There was a bib almost permanently tied around her neck and it was frequently streaked with her saliva. Emily was sat in her playpen. She didn’t have a great idea of how much time had passed but it felt like it had to be at least a couple of weeks. Everything was sort of blurring together for her. Every day was feeling mostly the same, it was a comfortable routine to be in. All her needs were taken care of and she didn’t really have to worry about anything. Emily’s days consisted of diaper changes, breast feedings, playing and nap times. There were very few moments where she was given the time or space to think about what she wanted to do so she just went with the flow. This was what she had always wanted, wasn’t it? To live with no responsibilities? Sure, this hadn’t been exactly what Emily had in mind at the start but she couldn’t deny that Amelia was giving her what she asked for. It wasn’t like Emily’s days were completely routine either. Sometimes something happened to break the comfortable monotony. For instance, it had only been a few days ago when Emily’s cage was unlocked for the first time in a long time. To start with she assumed it was just a cleaning as per usual. Amelia had started teasing her, rubbing her neglected princess parts, and calling her “good girl” among other affirmations. It wasn’t long until Emily was rolling around the changing mat and jerking her hips. She couldn’t even remember if she had got hard, but she did remember the sticky mess that dribbled out of her before the cage was locked back on. Emily absent-mindedly pawed at her diaper as she remembered that experience. There had been others and although they may not have happened as often as she would’ve wanted, she looked forward to them greatly. The anticipation seemed to make it feel even better. Catherine had seemingly settled in but often seemed to act a little weird. Emily could see the therapist watching her and even taking notes sometimes. Otherwise, she seemed to take a hands-off approach to Emily. After the incident in the office, she hadn’t changed any of Emily’s diapers, fed her or done anything else. It was all left for Amelia. Emily wiped her mouth with the long sleeve of her onesie. The cloth came away soaking wet from the fresh drool leaking from Emily’s mouth. The diapered woman ignored it and went back to playing with the dolls. Her video games may have been off-limits for quite a while now, which had provided quite a tantrum, but Emily was using the little dolls to try and recreate her games as much as possible. It wasn’t the same but at least this way she never lost. “Emily?” Catherine’s voice came from the doorway as she slowly walked in, “How are you doing?” “I’m OK.” Emily replied with a smile. “Are you sure?” Catherine asked. “Uh huh.” Emily really didn’t know why Catherine had been acting so strangely recently. Catherine looked like there was more on her mind but she didn’t say anything. A second later Amelia walked in and went straight up Catherine, they kissed passionately, though it seemed Amelia was the one much more in control. Emily watched from the playpen, the drool dripping down her front only partially due to the hot scene in front of her. “You should go and get dressed up.” Amelia said to Catherine as she pulled away. “Huh? Why?” Catherine asked. “We’ve got a date!” Amelia smiled. “We have?” Catherine frowned, “I don’t remember anything…” “Consider it a spur of the moment thing.” Amelia said, “I know you like to plan everything but sometimes a little spontaneity can be good.” “But… What about Emily?” Catherine asked. For one reason or another, in the last few weeks, Amelia and Catherine were very hesitant to leave Emily on her own. She knew how she looked and acted but they surely knew he was still an adult… didn’t they? “It’s OK, I’ve got a babysitter booked.” Amelia said. “A babysitter!?” Catherine and Emily repeated in astonishment. “Yes, so go upstairs and get ready, babe.” Amelia said as she rubbed Catherine’s arm. “But I…” Catherine started. “I’ll tell you more later.” Amelia conceded, “But the babysitter is coming in about fifteen minutes so you need to get ready.” “You haven’t given me much time!” Catherine shook her head and then after a protracted sigh and a look around the room she finally turned and left to go upstairs. For Emily, there were some feelings that she didn’t think she felt anymore coming to the surface. She had long grown to accept the way things were but this was the first time someone outside the little “family” unit was going to see her like this. It felt impossible that the way she lived would be exposed to someone else. She could just imagine the babysitter arriving expecting a small child and instead finding a fully grown adult. “Mommy… I don’t want a babysitter…” Emily said slowly. She didn’t like not being compliant, it risked being called a bad girl, something she was desperate to avoid, “I can just stay here by myself until you come back.” “It’s already sorted. The babysitter will be here in no time.” Amelia replied. When Emily was still clearly looking unsure, she continued, “She already knows about your situation.” She? For some reason that made Emily feel even more embarrassed about what was to come. She’d already pushed her luck in talking back and questioning her Mommy though. There was a small silence as Emily was lost in thought. What on earth would this stranger think of her? “C-Could you change me before she gets here?” Emily asked quietly. “I think we’ve got time for that.” Amelia said as she quickly checked her phone, “We’ll have to hurry though.” Emily stood up but although she could physically get out of the playpen herself, she still waited for Amelia to open the gate for her. Emily followed her Mommy up the stairs and through to her bedroom. She climbed up on to the changing table and laid down for the latest in a never-ending number of diaper changes. Through the thin wall she could hear Catherine getting ready. “Where are you going?” Emily asked conversationally. The diaper between her legs was opened and the cleaning started. “Just out for a meal.” Amelia replied with a smile, “I’ll see if I can bring something home for you. You’ll have to have it for lunch tomorrow, I imagine you’ll be in your crib before we get back.” Emily lifted her butt and allowed the saturated diaper to be pulled out from underneath her. When she lowered back down it was on to a clean and dry disposable. Just as Amelia was about to pull the front of the padding up between Emily’s legs the doorbell downstairs went off. Amelia froze for a moment holding the diaper over Emily’s princess parts. Emily was glad this was the case as the shock of the doorbell had caused her to squirt out some urine. --- If you enjoyed this and would like to see the next part of the story RIGHT NOW you can do so on my SubscribeStar and Ream pages: https://reamstories.com/page/lpjgftb4y2/story/m1cuafz5dm/chapter/mchfqd7xe6106437 https://subscribestar.adult/posts/1933043

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As the monotony of her new life sets in, Sam is suddenly broken out of her slump. She soon wishes to be right back in it again. --- I am only able to devote as much time as I do to writing thanks to my wonderful subscribers. Writing is my only source of income and therefore I appreciate immensely everyone who supports me. For $5 you can see all of my story updates one week before the rest of the world. For $10 you get all the early stories PLUS 35+ EXCLUSIVE STORIES not available anywhere else AND early access "Livy's New Family: The Comic" Please check out the links below for more information, tiers, and rewards. https://reamstories.com/elfy https://subscribestar.adult/elfy --- Day after day the monotony continued. To Sam it felt like every passing minute was an hour with the only things to punctuate her time being frequent humiliations. The diaper changes never got easier, neither did the feedings, bathing or any of the other activities Jade had taken control of. Each morning Sam woke up with the hope that Jade would be bored of this extended punishment and would let her be an adult again, she was always disappointed. In fact, far from looking like this enforced babyhood was going to end any time soon Sam noticed more and more baby clothes appearing in her closet and more toys in her playpen. It had now been more than a week since Sam had used the toilet. Whenever she thought about that she felt very strange, it wasn’t something she had ever considered possible. Why would she? Everyone uses it toilets and barely gives it a second thought, for her it felt like a thing of the past. In consequence of not using the toilet Sam had found using her diapers increasingly easy. She didn’t really need to concentrate to wet herself anymore. When she felt the urge her first reaction was to just let it go no matter where she was or what she was doing. Pooping still required some thought and effort on her part but, as humiliating as it was, it no longer felt Earth-shattering. It was something she had to do, so she did it. Sam had been taken to another ballet lesson and there was the promise of more to come in the future. That was as embarrassing as ever. Being the only person there who was diapered was bad enough but now everyone else had witnessed her using the diaper, she saw the their condescending looks. Sam found herself feeling smaller and smaller, she was much older than the kids and yet she felt younger. Sam felt like her brain might be melting. She was zoned out in front of the television as it played repetitive episodes of children’s television. No, not children’s television, these shows were meant exclusively for babies. She was sat in her playpen and drooling slightly around the bulb of the pacifier pressed between her lips. There was a comfort in sucking on the mouth-filling teat, she wasn’t sure why but when she was feeling particularly anxious about the situation she found it helped, at least a little bit. When the door opened Sam looked up from the toys she had been playing with to see Jade dressed in some loose-fitting flowery clothes. She was smiling down at Sam and walked around the playpen to turn off the TV. “I have a special treat planned for you.” Jade said as she walked back round to the gate and unhooked the latch. Since the last “special treat” had been the humiliating ballet lessons Sam wasn’t exactly thrilled by the idea. She pulled her knees up to her chest and shook her head to indicate she didn’t want to go anywhere. Her diaper was soaked and moving as she had done just reminded her of that fact, she was likely overdue for a change regardless. “You’ve been such a good girl recently.” Jade said, “You don’t want to mess it all up now, do you?” Sam had indeed been a “good girl.” After having to sit in her poopy diaper on the way home from her first ballet lesson she had decided not to test Jade again. A part of her hoped that if she showed that her behaviour had improved she might be released from the hell she had been stuck in. So far there had been no signs of Jade relenting. “What’s going on?” Sam asked timidly as she stood up as slowly as she could get away with. It was a question she asked whenever her schedule deviated from the norm because it usually meant only bad things. “We’re going to have a day out.” Jade said happily. “I don’t want to.” Sam replied immediately. She didn’t stop walking forwards though. What she wanted wasn’t really relevant. When Sam reached the gate she saw Jade reaching down towards her. She automatically separated her legs a little and pushed her crotch out in front of her. It was the default pose for a diaper check and after a week of them it came naturally to her as much as she wish it didn’t. She waited for Jade’s hand to slip under her onesie and find the warm spongy diaper underneath. Jade didn’t say anything as she withdrew her hand. She simply lifted Sam into the air and sat her on her hip. Sam was carried up to the nursery past the various members of staff going about their duties, no one really batted an eye towards her these days, it had become normalised to have a “baby” in the house. “Can’t we just stay here?” Sam asked hopefully as the snaps on her onesie were undone, “Mommy?” “You’ll enjoy it when you get there.” Jade said as she lifted Sam up to the changing table and laid her down, “Just like your dancing.” “I hate the dancing!” Sam exclaimed. “Silly baby.” Jade smiled, “Stop being so fussy.” It was impossible to reason with Jade. Sam was seen as nothing more than a useless baby and there was nothing that would change that. At first it had seemed Jade had still thought of Sam as an adult even as she was treating her like a child, now she acted as if things had always been this way. It was very scary for Sam who was completely powerless. Sam’s wet diaper was lowered and she was wiped clean with little fuss. She hadn’t thought it possible but she was actually getting used to having her diaper changed. It was still embarrassing but it wasn’t the world ending event it felt like beforehand. She wasn’t sure if getting used to this treatment was a good thing, she still harboured hopes that this would end sooner rather than later. Taped into a fresh disposable diaper Sam sat up and immediately noticed something was different. This diaper wasn’t like her usual ones, it seemed somehow thinner. She looked down and saw the pictures on the front were different as well. This one had two mermaids with their hair flowing around them waving with big smiles. Sam watched as Jade retrieved something from her drawers. Rather than going to one of the top drawers where a lot of her casual clothes were kept she went to the bottom drawer, a place that Sam hadn’t seen being opened since she’d had her adulthood taken away. She didn’t have to wait long to find out what Jade was bringing over. At first Sam thought it was another tutu but she soon realised it wasn’t. The skin tight one piece bathing suit was a baby blue with white polka dots and on the front in a particularly large white circle the words “Mummy’s Little Swimmer” was printed and surrounded by things found in the sea, Sam’s eyes were immediately drawn to the starfish below the words. “Alright, point your little toes so we can get you ready.” Jade said cheerfully. Unsure of what was happening Sam did as she was told and her legs were put through the holes at the bottom of the suit. The elastic stretched as it was pulled up over her thighs and finally it expanded to contain the diaper. Sam was disappointed to find that the ruffled leg bands of the padding weren’t covered by the swimming costume. The diaper, despite being thinner than her usual ones, was still thick enough to be obvious to anyone who looked her way. The crotch and rear of the bathing suit bulged out in front and behind her. “Where are we going?” Sam asked fearfully as the straps for her arms were pulled up and over shoulders. She could guess it would involve swimming but beyond that she was still in the dark. It was like wearing a second skin but it fit perfectly. Sam was lifted down from the changing table and as she took a few steps she found that the costume was doing nothing for the crinkles coming from her waist. Her waddle was as pronounced as ever. Jade ignored Sam’s question. Instead she produced a short skirt and a loose shirt that went over the top of Sam’s swimming costume. Now fully dressed Sam was picked up and carried downstairs. The new clothing felt weird, like wearing a particularly tight onesie underneath her clothes. “Anthony, could you come over here and help the baby with her shoes?” Jade called to the nearby room where a young butler emerged. “Of course, Ma’am.” Anthony replied. Jade left Sam at the stairs. Sam always hated when she was passed over to one of the hired help to be looked after. It was a reminder how odd this all was, they never failed to have a look on their face to remind Sam how strange the situation was. Anthony looked smugly condescending but other members of staff went with disgust, confusion and even sadness. None of them helped. Sam felt like she had to say something, she didn’t often get much chance to talk to people outside her cousin’s presence. “H-Hey…” Sam tried with a hesitantly friendly smile. Anthony didn’t reply but he did smile a little more. Sam couldn’t work out whether he might be on her side or not. With a start she noticed that he was young enough to have been in the same class as her, fortunately she didn’t recognise him but the difference in status was extremely pronounced. “I… I was just wondering if Mommy had said anything about things going back to normal…” Sam asked. Anthony snorted in derision. It was only after she had finished talking that Sam realised she had referred to Jade as Mommy. It was a title she had grown used to using for her cousin much to her embarrassment. “No.” Anthony finally said, “Your “Mommy” hasn’t said anything to us.” Sam nodded sadly. She wondered what the staff said when they undoubtedly talked about her outside of her presence. Were they like Jade? Did they just see as nothing more than a useless baby now? Sam’s shoes were slipped on her feet and the Velcro fastened just in time for Jade to return. She had a bag slung over her shoulder, Sam recognised it as her diaper bag. It was packed with supplies for a day out. Whatever was going to happen this wasn’t going to be a short trip out, Sam’s heart sank. “Alright, let’s go.” Jade said as she lifted Sam into the air. Sam was taken out to the car and placed in her booster seat. Whilst still questioning where she was being taken the car started making its way down the driveway and out on the street beyond. Sam played with her fingers nervously as she stretched to look out the window looking for any clues. They weren’t going towards the place Sam danced that was for sure. The car went out of town and on to the highway. Sam was about to try and ask for more information again when she saw a signpost. The car then turned off at the next exit, another sign loomed in front of them. A shiver of fear ran down Sam’s spine. “Big Splash Water Park …” Sam said as she read the sign. She turned to look at Jade, “We’re not going there, right?” Jade said nothing which was as good as a confirmation for Sam. She let out a little whine. There were going to be so many people around and she was so obviously diapered. She was starting to feel embarrassed and they hadn’t even arrived yet. Jade turned the car towards a queue for the parking lot and Sam ducked her head in shame as her “Mommy” bought their tickets. “Not here…” Sam whined as the car pulled into an empty space and Jade got out, “There’s too many people!” Indeed it seemed like a very busy day. The parking lot was huge and mostly full of cars. The door next to Sam opened and she immediately heard the excited chatter of families on their way into the park as well as the splashing of people on the rides inside. The straps on Sam’s seat slackened but she resisted being lifted out. “Do you want a spanking right here?” Jade asked seriously after Sam slapped her hand away. Sam quickly shook her head. There was very little doubt in her mind that Jade would indeed spank her right there and then. Her resistance fell away and she allowed Jade to pick her up. The really crazy thing was that Sam was desperate not to be seen as a baby but when she was around other people she didn’t want anyone to know she was an adult. It would just be too humiliating. “So you’re going to be a good girl for Mommy?” Jade asked as her hand patted Sam’s butt. “Yes…” Sam grudgingly said. She tried to hide her face against Jade’s shoulder. “Yes?” Jade waited. “Yes, Mommy…” Sam muttered with a sigh. “Such a good girl.” Jade chuckled. Sam was carried away from the car and towards the entrance where so many people were heading. She was trembling, whenever she was brave enough to lift her head she saw everyone else excitedly heading in, she wished she could feel the same way. Back before she had been forced to move in with Jade she had enjoyed all sorts of theme parks, she hadn’t visited this particular one but she’d wanted to. She never thought it would be under circumstances like these. --- If you want to find out what happens next RIGHT NOW you can do so at the following links: https://reamstories.com/page/lpjgftb4y2/story/m7x7lotzmt/chapter/mccxem59lrMb15 https://subscribestar.adult/posts/1926878

Emily heads to therapy in a very different mood than usual. Not even a very unfortunate incident can completely deflate her. --- Every update I post is available on my Ream and SubscribeStar pages one week before it is posted everywhere else. For $5 you can see everything I post before the rest of the diapered world. For $10 you can see every update early plus EVERY exclusive story I have written. That's 35 stories available ONLY on my subscription pages and nowhere else! I rely on my wonderful subscriber's support to be able to write like I do. Writing is my only income and the money I earn goes to help paying the bills, food and everything else my wife and I need. Everyone's support is HUGELY appreciated, without it I would have to find other work and I wouldn't be able to write nearly as much as I do, maybe at all. So thank you to everyone who checks out my subscriber pages and considers supporting me ❤️ https://reamstories.com/elfy https://subscribestar.adult/elfy --- Emily practically bounced into therapy. She had a smile on her face and a pep in her step, she hadn’t felt this happy since she had first started having bladder problems. She actually couldn’t wait to get into Catherine’s office for once. When the door to Catherine’s office opened Emily stood straight up. It looked like she caught her therapist by surprise with the eagerness with which she walked into the room. She strode in and then turned to watch Catherine close the door behind her. “Hello, Emily, you se-… Oh!” Catherine was suddenly stopped as Emily wrapped her in a tight hug. Emily didn’t care that the thick diaper she was wearing was pressed against Catherine’s legs. She didn’t even care that in such close proximity there was no way the therapist could miss the crinkles coming from her waist. When Emily pulled away, she could see that Catherine was almost too shocked to respond. “Thank you!” Emily said cheerfully. “Huh?” Catherine mumbled. Emily walked further into the room and saw the toys on the floor. Without hesitation she stripped off her skirt to reveal the bottom of the onesie she was wearing underneath. Her blouse followed until the onesie was the only thing covering her diaper. It was a lime green colour with white borders and on the front it read “Mummy’s Angel” in baby block style letters. It was the first time Emily had worn and “little” clothes to therapy. Emily wasted no time opening up the colouring book and playing. She saw Catherine’s feet come round the couch. The therapist remained standing for a few seconds before sitting down in her usual seat. Emily looked up at her and smiled. “You seem very chipper today.” Catherine said. Her voice was almost suspicious. “Uh huh.” Emily replied. “Why’s that?” Catherine, who was much more used to the dour and quiet Emily asked. Why was Emily in such a good mood? Well, it felt like everything had changed for her and it was all because of Catherine. After their last session where Catherine suggested that Emily try to be “good” things had improved dramatically. Emily hadn’t been spanked or punished in a week, instead she was getting plenty of praise and rewards. The more Amelia called her a good girl the better she felt. Each time those magic words left Amelia’s lips Emily stirred within her cage. Whilst the orgasm on the changing table had been the first in a long time, it hadn’t been the last. Emily relayed all this to Catherine, though she omitted the sexual elements, and remarked about how much it seemed to have improved things. Catherine seemed relieved and pleased that the situation had stabilised. However, Emily could see there was a part of Catherine that was a little concerned. “What’s wrong?” Emily asked as she put down the crayon she was using to colour a picture of a mermaid. “Nothing’s wrong.” Catherine said with a small smile, “That’s an interesting outfit you’re wearing.” “Mommy chose it.” Emily replied quite happily. Emily had quickly gone back to colouring so she missed Catherine’s eyes nearly bulging out of her head. It had indeed been a quick turnaround in her personality. It felt like she had a new lease on life despite all the limitations on it. There was a part of her that was worried about it as well. She wasn’t used to feeling so good about herself, she worried this was some sort of manic phase and that it could come crashing down at any moment. Emily assumed that was what Catherine was concerned about as well. Emily was OK though. What she had proven in the last week was that she wasn’t a burden and Amelia had noticed it. After all, a burden wouldn’t be called a good girl as often as she had been. A burden wouldn’t have had all the nice rewards Emily had been given. Catherine started asking more details and taking notes. Emily told her about how she was doing everything Amelia said without question and how her wife appreciated and rewarded that behaviour. She described how she felt like she had found her place in the world. Emily could see that Catherine still didn’t fully understand. That was alright, she was aware that it was a strange situation, it just happened to be one that worked for her. As she talked, she played with a couple of small dolls, undressing and re-dressing in different outfits. She was aware she was being more open than usual. Maybe it was just because she was in a good mood, but she had been feeling that way for days now. “And you’re happy with everything?” Catherine asked, “I have to say it seems you’ve had quite a turnaround in attitude. Was there anything in particular that caused that?” Emily remained quiet. Whilst she was being very open and was aware of the sexual relationship between her therapist and her wife, she didn’t really want to say that what had really changed her attitude was Amelia fingering her ass until she exploded. She just shrugged her shoulders. Fortunately, Catherine didn’t ask more questions on that subject. “Out of interest, what seems to get you praised as a “good girl” exactly?” Catherine asked. “Using my diapers, playing quietly, following rules, doing what Amelia tells me…” Emily said and trailed off as she tried to think if there was anything else. “So… acting like a baby?” Catherine pushed. Emily opened her mouth to refute that claim but, after thinking about it for a second, she realised Catherine was right. She got praise for acting like a baby, she was punished when she didn’t. She had long felt like a baby with the diapers and everything else that Amelia had brought into their relationship but it wasn’t often she heard someone else say it. Suddenly she felt a little less happy that she had been good. “It’s OK.” Catherine said when Emily hadn’t responded for a few seconds, “We’ll move on. How has your anxiety been?” The session went back to normal after that. Emily was happy to get away from the “baby” topic and focus on her mental health which she thought had improved a lot recently. Indeed, Catherine seemed pleased by the progress she had made and the more she talked about it the more her look of concern was replaced by a smile. “I’m afraid that’s all we have time for.” Catherine said after a little while, “but I’m pleased that you seem happier.” “Me too.” Emily said with a little smile. Standing up with a flurry of crinkles, Emily took one step towards her clothes and froze. Her tummy muscles were pushing down and she could feel a warm and sticky mass spreading over her rear end. She stared in ahead in shock. She hadn’t even realised she needed to poop. It had simply happened too rapidly to react to. “Emily? Is everything OK?” Catherine asked. Emily was still staring off into the middle distance. She held her breath and bent over slightly as she pushed down. The sticky patch grew. She could feel the back of the diaper bulging out under her onesie, the lump growing bigger until she finally felt empty. Almost immediately upon finishing she started wetting herself as well. This was far from the first time she had messed herself, of course, but it was the first time it had happened without her having any warning. As she slowly straightened up again, she remembered where she was. She was about to continue leaving when she felt a hand on her backside. Emily let out a little gasp as the stinky waste pressing against her backside was pressed a little closer to her skin. “Did you know you needed to go?” Catherine asked quietly. Emily shook her head. It didn’t seem like a therapeutic question; she wondered if it was borne entirely from morbid curiosity. She stepped away from Catherine and started picking up her clothes. She suddenly wanted to get out of the office as soon as possible. She felt ashamed. “Emily.” Catherine said with a little more authority than the messy woman was used to, “Get dressed before leaving.” Emily looked around. In her haste to get out of Catherine’s office, where all she could think about was running back to her Mommy and the car, she had nearly walked out of the private room in nothing but her onesie and soiled diaper. She stopped and started to pull her skirt on. However, once it was halfway up her legs she stopped. A strange calmness entered her and she turned back to Catherine. Red in the face and feeling embarrassed, Emily wasn’t sure what had come over her. “Do… Do you want to change me?” Emily asked her therapist. Emily could immediately see that Catherine was shocked. The therapist had seen Emily being changed, in fact she’d seen plenty of embarrassing moments for Emily, but she’d never been directly involved. But if Catherine was sleeping with Amelia, and Amelia was Emily’s Mommy… Didn’t it stand to reason that Catherine should be looking after her as well? She was only a baby after all. Catherine had said as much herself. “I, erm… Well, I…” Catherine stuttered. Emily didn’t remember ever seeing her so nervous before. Certainly not in a professional setting. “It’s OK.” Emily said as she pulled her skirt up, “Mommy can do it in the car, it’s just a bit more awkward.” Emily’s words seemed to strike a chord with Catherine. The diapered woman was just picking up her bag and reaching out for the door when she was stopped. “Wait.” Catherine said. Emily turned and looked at her wife’s lover. She seemed to be about to say something that was clearly against her better judgment, “Come here.” Emily was now growing used to doing as she was told without questioning. She walked across the room back to the area where she had sat on the floor playing. Catherine seemed to still be having second thoughts. Emily was sure that there was nothing in the therapist’s handbook that mentioned changing your client’s diapers. “Do you… have everything you need?” Catherine asked as she gestured to the bag in Emily’s hands. “Yes.” Emily replied. She knew the therapist meant everything needed for a diaper change. Catherine looked around and took a deep slow breath. Using her feet she nudged some of the toys to the side to create a space on the floor. Emily found Catherine’s obvious nervousness kind of cute, it felt like a strange reversal of roles, in that room it was almost always Emily feeling anxious and pushing her boundaries of comfort. Emily opened her bag and handed it to Catherine. As she looked through the changing supplies, Emily wondered if Catherine had ever changed a diaper before, even one on a baby. As Catherine pulled out the changing mat, now slightly stained after continuous use, and laid it on the floor Emily started taking her skirt off again. “Have you changed a diaper before?” Emily asked. Catherine dropped the bag and seemed to go quite red in the face. It was not the reaction Emily had been expecting to such an innocent question. If Catherine had such a problem with doing this, she shouldn’t have stopped her from leaving the room just previously. “A…A couple of times…” Catherine stuttered, “Why? What have you heard?” “Nothing.” Emily frowned with confusion, “I was just curious.” Catherine gave Emily a long searching look before continuing to get things ready. With the mat on the floor out came the diaper, wipes, and powder which Catherine placed to the side. Emily could now tell that her therapist was experienced, she knew just what she was doing and had a very similar technique to Amelia in the order she was doing everything. Emily unsnapped her onesie and lifted it over her head revealing that she hadn’t been wearing a bra and leaving her naked except for the bulging disposable. “OK, if you want to lay down.” Catherine said, “I really shouldn’t be doing this. If it was anyone else…” “But it’s me.” Emily gave Catherine a little smile as she laid down. She did her best to avoid sitting on the heavy weight in the back of her diaper though it was impossible to entirely avoid making a mess. Emily laid back with her feet on the floor and her knees spread. The tapes on her diaper were torn off and the front was lowered. The stink got worse but Emily barely noticed it these days. Catherine certainly did though as she turned her face away. She soon regained her composure and got to the slow and laborious work. Emily waited and enjoyed the cool wipes that were rubbed against her skin. The poop hadn’t been left long enough to get uncomfortable but it still felt wonderful to feel it get removed. She wondered what Catherine must’ve been thinking, she surely had never had a patient on the floor of her office like this. Despite that, she was doing a great job and Emily wondered idly how much practice she’d had. After a couple of minutes, the messy diaper was balled up and pushed to the side. Emily sighed as she felt the fresh diaper get slipped underneath her. Few things felt as nice as a new disposable after spending time in wet or messy ones. A sprinkling of powder had Sam smelling like a baby before the front was pulled up between her legs and taped closed. Considering Catherine’s professed lack of experience, she had done a very good and efficient job. “Is that alright?” Catherine asked nervously. “Yeah, seems perfect.” Emily replied as she sat up. Emily stood and before she could start getting herself dressed Catherine was snapping the onesie back together. She finished pulling on her clothes to find Catherine handing her the used diaper like a particularly stinky parcel delivery. “You’ll need to take this with you.” Catherine said before retreating to the windows, “And I’ll need to air the room out a bit.” --- If you enjoyed this and would like to see the next part of the story RIGHT NOW you can do so on my SubscribeStar and Ream pages: https://reamstories.com/page/lpjgftb4y2/story/m1cuafz5dm/chapter/mc7izq6oMNpa36 https://subscribestar.adult/posts/1922700

Sam is in a very tricky position at her dancing class. Can she get through it without embarrassing herself? --- I am only able to devote as much time as I do to writing thanks to my wonderful subscribers. Writing is my only source of income and therefore I appreciate immensely everyone who supports me. For $5 you can see all of my story updates one week before the rest of the world. For $10 you get all the early stories PLUS 35+ EXCLUSIVE STORIES not available anywhere else AND early access "Livy's New Family: The Comic" Please check out the links below for more information, tiers, and rewards. https://reamstories.com/elfy https://subscribestar.adult/elfy --- “Sam?” Fiona asked, “Is there something you wanted?” “No…” Sam finally said as she ducked her head. “OK, then please continue.” Fiona instructed as she went to the back of the line to start correcting technique. Sam whined as she lowered herself down again. Every inch seemed to test her control that little bit more. It was as if every extra inch her legs were parted her body was trying to pull the muscles holding in her waste apart. Her knees shook as she tensed every muscle she had. Somehow straightening back up was even worse than the way down. She had to push with the very muscles she was trying to keep from releasing. She whimpered as she stood back up. For a second she thought she had failed to hold everything in and she felt a wave of panic starting in her centre and spreading out. Despite the desperation she had managed to retain control… just. “That’s a little better, Sam, let me help you.” Fiona had reached her and stopped. Sam really didn’t want the extra assistance but the instructor was already “helping.” She told Sam to sink down, as she did so Fiona’s hands were on her belly and back. As she lowered herself down Sam felt some gas escape into her diaper, it was almost an invitation for more to follow but she was able to hold back even if she could almost literally feel something solid poking at her exit hole. “And hold it.” Fiona said. She reached forwards to move Sam’s knees a little further apart. Sam whined. Her legs shook and she could feel sweat building on her forehead which had nothing to do with the position she was in. Millimetre by millimetre she could feel her sphincter slipping, no matter how hard she clenched she was losing control. “And up. Slowly, Sam, slowly…” Fiona said as she slowly pushed herself upright. Sam closed her eyes tightly as she stood back up. It was even worse going up than it had been on the way down. Her muscles pushed and without any conscious thought she felt a small lump slip out of her body and into the diaper. She froze in horror. It was only a very small accident but it was an accident nonetheless. “Very good.” Fiona said, “Keep going.” If Sam hoped that her small accident would make it easier for her to hold on afterwards she was quickly proven wrong. She attempted another squat and felt the pressure on her rear end increasing even more. It was as if by pooping out that one small turd her body had realised it was alright to let go when her brain felt it very much wasn’t. In desperation Sam relaxed her bladder. Her hope was that by peeing she might reduce some of the pressure she felt in her gut. She shivered slightly as the warmth streamed out of her and into the waiting padding. She felt like the force of her urine was audible and looked around somewhat surprised no one else seemed to hear it. The heat spread between her legs and the diaper swelled up just that little bit more. She had already been waddling but now it would be even worse. Mercifully the squatting exercise came to an end. Sam was wracked with cramps but she had held on. It seemed like the end of the lesson was coming, all she had to do was get back to the car. At least if she filled her diaper there it would be in private, a small mercy but at that moment it felt like it would’ve been a major victory. “OK, warm down time.” Fiona said, “Free exercise for five minutes whilst I speak to your Mommies and Daddies.” This was clearly something the kids had been looking forwards to as they broke away from the bar and started running around. Sam, who was barely taller than some of the girls and boys was just trying to stay out of the way. She saw Jade standing on the far side of the room gathering her things. Despite all the humiliation Sam felt some satisfaction that it seemed like she had “beaten” her cousin. Despite everything she had maintained her dignity. Sam started waddling across the dance area. Her legs were almost comically far apart by then but she was still able to smile. She saw Jade looking rather annoyed as she grabbed her jacket but when she looked back at Sam her eyes suddenly opened wide. Sam heard footsteps behind her but before she could look back she was clattered into. With a squeal Sam was practically launched forwards as her arms and legs flailed. Before she even hit the ground she had lost control of her bowels. As she stumbled forwards she could feel the back of her padding filling up and pushing out against her tutu as mushy poop forced its way out uncontrollably. Sam thought she was going to hit the ground but instead Jade had stepped forwards and caught her before she could go down. It didn’t matter though. For Sam the damage had already been done. The skin-tight clothing did a decent job of keeping the smell in but it was still obvious to anyone near her that she had soiled herself. “Oh, baby, are you OK?” Jade asked. Sam’s bottom lip trembled. Not from the pain of being bundled into the way she had been but because of the humiliation and defeat. She looked up at Jade to see she was trying, and failing to suppress a smirk. Despite everything Sam had still lost the battle. The stinky load in the back of her disposable was held close to her skin and had already spread over quite a bit of her diaper area. “Billy! You need to watch where you’re going.” A woman admonished a young boy. Sam turned to see the boy being led towards her with a rather angry looking parent. She assumed an apology was coming but Sam wished they could just skip it. All she wanted was to leave and go home before anyone discovered what she had done. “Billy, what do you say to the poor little girl?” The mother said as she practically pulled her reluctant looking son to stand just in front of Sam. “Sorry…” Billy muttered as he looked at the floor. “I’m really sorry.” Billy’s mom was talking to Jade, “I keep telling him to be careful but you know what they’re like.” As the adult discussed them Sam saw Billy frown. He looked up from the floor to stare at the diaper barely hidden by the frilly tutu. It seemed like something clicked and he smelled the stinky result of Sam’s failure. His eyes shot up to look at Sam with disgust and he pulled back. As he was led away he comically pinched his nose. It was the cherry on top of Sam’s humiliation cake. She couldn’t hold back the tears anymore and she started to sob and cry. It was all so unfair. She was an adult just like Jade, Fiona and Billy’s mom but instead of being given that respect she was looked down on like some useless baby. With her full diaper she felt like a baby as well. “It’s OK, sweetie. Let’s get you changed and home.” Jade said. Sam was just happy to be leaving. Her hand was taken by Jade and she was led towards the changing rooms. Each step caused her diaper to rub against her body, it felt so disgusting. At least with her crying she couldn’t hear the children’s comments and laughter about the stinky baby being taken home by her Mommy. Back in the changing rooms Sam waddled behind Jade to the back of the room. She was cringing with embarrassment as more and more people came in after her, everyone was getting ready to leave and that meant there was just no privacy. More than a few people commented on the smell as they came in, each comment a fresh barb stinging Sam’s wounded pride. Sam tried to remain as motionless as possible to not make the mess in her underwear any worse. Jade pulled down the shoulder straps on Sam’s tutu and peeled it off her body, when Sam steeped out of it she could immediately smell her diaper, the skin tight clothing no longer helping to hold back the pungent scent of her fresh movement. “Please hurry…” Sam muttered between sobs. “Patience, baby.” Jade replied. It was a lot easier to have patience when your backside wasn’t smeared with your own excrement, Sam thought darkly. The poop was acting as an adhesive to hold the back of her padding against her skin and Sam wanted to try and peel it away from her. Moving her hands behind her butt she tried to find a way to create separation but was frustrated in the attempts, all she managed to do was make the problem worse. When Sam looked up she was horrified to see Jade putting the changing mat on the bench. She froze as a fresh diaper was pulled out along with wipes and powder. She was really planning to change Sam right there! “No!” Sam squealed. Grabbing the unfortunate attention of several nearby people. She continued in a much lower voice, “Not here…” “But you need your stinky diaper changed.” Jade replied. Jade reached forwards to pick Sam up but the small woman batted her hands away. She knew she would pay for this little defiance later if she couldn’t convince her “Mommy” she was right. She would have to charm her way out of this one. “Not here… Mommy.” Sam said quietly so only Jade could hear her, “I’m… I’m a shy… baby. Please change me somewhere more private.” Sam hated every word that left her mouth but if she wanted to get out of that situation with the miniscule remains of her dignity intact she had to give Jade something. She could see Jade’s mouth curl up into a big smile as she stopped and thought about it. Sam was left waiting on her judgement as she tried not touch the bulging rear of her baby pants again. “OK.” Jade finally said cheerily as she started putting the changing stuff away. In the grand scheme of things this was a tiny victory. Sam breathed a sigh of relief, a diaper change in the family bathroom by the door was much preferable to right there next to the other parents and children. Ideally she wouldn’t need to be changed at all but that battle was like Mount Everest, right now she was content to have won a fight the size of a small anthill. Jade dressed Sam in the same inappropriately infantile attire she had arrived in and then slung her bag over her shoulder. Sam took Jade’s hand and waddled past the other benches on the way out, it was only as they left the back corner of the room that she realised what a stink she was leaving behind. The other students all looked at her as if she was the grossest person alive. Sam had expected to be taken to the enclosed bathroom but instead she was pulled straight past it. She stumbled forwards as she looked back over her shoulder. Just as she was about to ask Jade where they were going the door to the changing room was opened and Jade led her out into the entrance area. Fiona was standing near the front door saying goodbye to the students as they left. “It was a pleasure to have you, Sam.” Fiona said as she looked down, “I hope we’ll see you again.” “I’m sure you will.” Jade replied as Sam shyly stepped behind her cousins legs. “Well, I won’t keep you. It smells like you have something to take care of.” Fiona said to Jade, “I’ll give you a call to discuss details.” “That would be great.” Jade nodded her head. Sam didn’t understand. She still needed her diaper to be changed but now she was being taken outside. Being in public with her full diaper felt even more embarrassing than inside, she waited until they were safely clear of everyone else and approaching the car before she said anything. “W-What are you doing?” Sam asked, “I need a change!” “You didn’t want one here so we’ll have to go home.” Jade said simply. She lifted her keys and clicked a button to unlock the door. “I just didn’t want you to do it in front of the others!” Sam complained, “You can’t… No!” Sam was lifted off the ground after the rear passenger door of the car was opened. Her eyes flew wide and her little limbs desperately reached out to stop what was about to happen. She was lowered down and gasped as she was pressed against the car seat. There was a squelch as Sam’s body pressed down on the poop underneath her. The hard surface of the seat caused the diaper, and everything in it, to compress against her body. She sank into her bowel movement feeling the slimy feeling of poop smearing against her. Little bubbles of air tickled her skin as they escaped. Sam was still cringing as the straps of the car seat were fastened to hold her against the seat. “Gross, gross, gross…” Sam muttered as she felt her body slipping against the diaper. “We’ll be home before you know it.” Jade replied, “And maybe next time you’ll let Mommy get on with changing you when you need it.” Sam glared at Jade as she closed the car door. Now she knew it was her small act of disobedience that had forced her to get more acquainted with her messy diaper than she ever wanted. Even that small amount of pushback had made things so much worse for her. It was so unfair! The situation got worse for Sam as they started their way home. The vibrations of the car and the bumps in the road only served to make the situation in her disposable even more disgusting. The smell was nearly overwhelming even with the windows opened. Sam tearfully sniffled for most of the journey. She had fallen so far that she was very much looking forward to Jade changing her into a clean diaper. She knew now what happened when she tried to take control of even a small part of her life. --- If you want to find out what happens next RIGHT NOW you can do so at the following links: https://reamstories.com/page/lpjgftb4y2/story/m7x7lotzmt/chapter/mc3jpx27nY8F14 https://subscribestar.adult/posts/1916172

Amelia has taken Catherine's suggestion of praising Emily on board and decides to try some positive reinforcement of good behaviour. --- Every update I post is available on my Ream and SubscribeStar pages one week before it is posted everywhere else. For $5 you can see everything I post before the rest of the diapered world. For $10 you can see every update early plus EVERY exclusive story I have written. That's 35 stories available ONLY on my subscription pages and nowhere else! I rely on my wonderful subscriber's support to be able to write like I do. Writing is my only income and the money I earn goes to help paying the bills, food and everything else my wife and I need. Everyone's support is HUGELY appreciated, without it I would have to find other work and I wouldn't be able to write nearly as much as I do, maybe at all. So thank you to everyone who checks out my subscriber pages and considers supporting me ❤️ https://reamstories.com/elfy https://subscribestar.adult/elfy --- “Are you thirsty?” Amelia asked. Emily’s face went a little redder and her eyes were as wide as hubcaps. There was a little hesitation before she finally nodded her head again, a little more slowly this time. The hesitation came from a lingering sense of Emily’s adulthood, something which was being increasingly erased, she knew what that question would mean. Amelia reached over and unlocked the gate. She stood up and walked over to the couch where she sat down and pulled on the loose knot that had kept her modesty. The robe fell open revealing her pendulous breasts, reservoirs for her thirsty baby. Amelia smiled. Emily knew the programme by now. She laid down on the couch with her head in Amelia’s lap, Emily could see a thin line of drool coming from the corner of her mouth. Amelia gently wiped the dribble away as she adjusted herself and then finally aimed one of her tits at Emily’s mouth. When Emily latched on Amelia sharply inhaled. She had to gently chide her overexuberant wife to be a little gentler as she started suckling. Very quickly, Amelia felt her milk coming down. She leaned back in the chair and closed her eyes. It certainly was nice to feed Emily like this, she had been told that it could create a special kind of bond and she certainly felt like she could feel that. She couldn’t see Emily’s face but she could see the bottom of her throat, she saw it move as the adult baby swallowed. Knowing it was milk produced in her own body that was nourishing her wife made Amelia swell with love and pride. “Good girl.” Amelia said with a sigh. Feeding Emily from her breast gave her a very different kind of pleasure to the one she had just experienced in her bedroom. It was more maternal and caring, she felt as if she were passing her life essence on to Emily who greedily suckled it down and wanted more. She’d had no idea Emily would take so readily to her taste. It felt no less intimate than what she had been doing with Catherine but still very different. Amelia’s hand rested on Emily’s belly. She gave it a little rub. Knowing the stomach within was filling with her milk made her swell with pride. Her hand went lower, all the way down to the diaper barely hidden underneath the onesie. Her hand moved between Emily’s legs, which opened pliantly, and she felt the thick padding, it was very swollen and Emily would definitely require a change as soon as they were done. Nothing seemed to set off Emily’s bladder like drinking her Mommy’s milk. Amelia smiled to herself. Whilst she definitely thought of Emily as her baby more than her wife, she hadn’t really thought of herself as “Mommy” all that much. She realised she should. After all, she was doing everything a mother would do for their baby. She gently rubbed the front of the diaper and felt Emily squirm underneath her, if she hadn’t been so occupied sucking down the milk Amelia was sure Emily would’ve complained. “You’ve been such a good girl recently.” Amelia said softly, “That makes me very happy.” Amelia smiled as Emily wriggled a little. She wondered if her wife realised just how much she was changing, she wondered if Emily knew how “little” she was acting. Amelia had consumed a lot of diaper content for many years, Emily’s wriggling reminded her of countless videos of adult babies she had seen over the years. The fact she had created her own baby made her feel as happy as she was proud. It had been a long road but she was starting to think they were nearing the end. There were footsteps on the stairs and Amelia looked towards the living room doorway. A few seconds later Catherine appeared there. She smiled and Amelia lifted the hand that wasn’t cradling Emily’s head to give her a little wave. “I’ll see you later.” Catherine said, “I’ll see myself out. See you later, Emily.” Amelia felt Emily jump. No doubt she had been so absorbed in her feeding that she hadn’t noticed Catherine coming to the doorway. Amelia chuckled and said goodbye to her girlfriend before turning back to Emily. She heard the front door open and close before letting out a deep sigh of contentment. Whoever had said you can’t always get what you want clearly hadn’t been trying hard enough because Amelia had achieved it. “Come on, let’s get you changed.” Amelia said as she pushed a finger between her breast and Emily’s mouth, “I think we could both use a nap.” Emily broke away from the Amelia somewhat reluctantly. Amelia had to smile at the way a thin line of watery milk dribbled from the side of her mouth. Standing up, Amelia took her wife’s hand and led her, waddling, out of the living room and up the stairs. Once in the bedroom Emily hopped up on to the changing table and Amelia got the diaper and supplies ready for the change. She had just returned to the foot of the table and put her hand on the tapes when Emily stopped her. “Wait…” Emily said quietly. “Hmm?” Amelia frowned, “Why?” A second later Amelia felt exactly why she should wait. With one hand against the front of the padding she could feel a fresh warmth spreading out and soaking the diaper. She smiled as she looked at the creeping warmth and the discolouration that spread from the centre and turned the white padding a shade of grey. “Ah, I see.” Amelia chuckled, “You’re a good girl for telling me.” Amelia could see Emily smile. It looked like the big baby was trying to hide it but the corners of her mouth rose all the same. Amelia waited until Emily gave her the all clear before lowering the front of the disposable. She could feel the heat of the fresh soaking as she the diaper opened up before her. Pulling some wipes out of the tub she started cleaning Emily in the same we she had done countless times before. She saw Emily’s chastity cage twitch slightly as her finger brushed over the open slit. It gave her an idea. Catherine thought Amelia should give Emily more rewards. Well, she had just the thing in mind. Amelia reached under the changing table to the bottom shelf. It was one she hadn’t gone to before. She picked up a small bottled of lube and coated her finger. Emily was staring up at the ceiling apparently oblivious to what was going on. “You’ve been a good girl lately.” Amelia said, “I think you deserve something. Roll over and get on your knees.” Emily looked down curiously between her splayed thighs. Amelia was smiling and nodded to encourage her to do it. Emily was a little awkward, especially with the used diaper still laying open on the padded surface. Nonetheless, she was soon in position and Amelia saw her little rosebud, a little red from the diaper but otherwise clean and ready. She reached out and ran her finger down the gap between Emily’s cheeks leaving a trail of thick lubricant as she went. When her digit circled around that puckered hole a couple of times, she heard Emily let out a moan, that was exactly what she had been hoping for. “Do you want your reward?” Amelia asked teasingly. “C-Could you…” It seemed like Emily was wrestling with whether she should even ask the question. She didn’t want to risk losing a good thing, “Could you take my cage off?” “That stays on.” Amelia said sympathetically, “But I’m going to show you that you don’t need that little thing to have fun.” Amelia squeezed a little more lube on to her finger and started pressing gently at Emily’s exit hole. She encountered little resistance. They had done anal stuff together before but Emily had never been too into it, she was always far more interested in what she had around the front. It seemed that now she didn’t have access to the front parts she was more interested in the back. Emily’s hips pushed slightly. “Eager little beaver aren’t you.” Amelia chuckled, “All pent up. It’s been so long…” Amelia reached forward with her free hand and cupped Emily’s balls. She heard Emily whine desperately. Perhaps she had underestimated just how much this enforced celibacy had weighed on Emily. How desperate she had become for release. Amelia’s finger pressed a little harder and after a second it started to disappear into her wife’s ass. She could feel the warm smoothness as she sunk in past the first knuckle. Emily was moaning, it seemed even just the feeling of penetration was getting her going. Amelia had more in mind than though. She hooked her finger within Emily and started searching. It only took a few seconds. Amelia felt a small bump the size of a walnut. Her finger ran over that spot and Emily reacted immediately. Her back arched and she let out a deep moan. It was exactly the response Emily was looking for. She smiled as she started running her finger in circles around the bump. “Does that feel good?” Amelia asked unnecessarily. “It feels… Amazing!” Emily gasped. “Well, no cumming without permission, OK?” Amelia said, “You’ve been such a good girl, you don’t want to ruin it now, do you?” “N-No…” Emily stuttered and moaned. Amelia could feel Emily’s hole squeezing against her finger as if trying to pull her further in. She kept her finger in place though, tickling Emily’s prostate but then stopping before she could get too worked up. It wasn’t long until her wife was pressing herself back against her finger, fucking herself and trying to angle it so the finger touched that super sensitive area. Despite Amelia’s recent carnal exploits in her bedroom, she could feel herself getting excited again. This wasn’t about her own pleasure though and she focused on Emily’s quivering body. She started tapping her finger against the prostate and Emily panted in response. Amelia could see her limbs twitching, even her caged princess parts seemed to jump around though they were prevented from doing anything else. Amelia wondered if Emily’s genitals were causing her pain, if they were it seemed to be entirely subsumed by the pleasure she was evidently experiencing. “Ooh… Ah!” Emily was making the most adorable sounds as she seemed to be trying to stifle her exclamations. “I want to hear you moan, baby.” Amelia said. She used her spare hand to hit Emily’s butt halfway between a pat and a spank. “Ooh!” Emily immediately started, “Oh! Ha… Ugh! Ah!” Amelia was grinning from ear to ear. She saw Emily’s hand reaching down towards her crotch. Amelia reached forwards and stopped her. “No, no, no…” Amelia said in a sing-song voice, “No touchy-touchy down there.” Emily whined but her hand moved away obediently. She started fondling her breasts instead and Amelia smiled, she would allow that. She continued to play with Emily’s butt. Occasionally she even removed her finger entirely causing Emily to moan and press back looking for that touch. Amelia decided to ramp things up a bit. Amelia squeezed some more lube on a second finger. When she pressed forwards again, she inserted the same finger as before prompting Emily to sigh in relief. However, this time a second finger followed the first. Emily grunted at the unexpected intrusion until the finger slipped in and Emily moaned, half through pleasure and half from pain. Amelia bent both her fingers until she felt that walnut-sized protrusion and started rubbing again. With two fingers stimulating the prostate Emily’s moans became even lewder. She put her head against the changing table as both her hands went to rub her ample breasts. Amelia didn’t let up this time. She stimulated Emily’s special button until she was sure Emily was going to orgasm. “I… Need to cum!” Emily moaned loudly between panting breaths and uncontrollable moans. “Call me Mommy.” Amelia said. “W-What!?” Emily gasped. “Call me Mommy and then you can cum.” Amelia said. Her voice was thick, she was turned on and needed Emily to embarrass herself one more time before she lost control. Emily hesitated but as the rubbing on Emily’s g-spot continued she was soon driven to the edge. She couldn’t stop the orgasm that was roiling up within her. All she could do was choose whether she was going to be good and do as she was told or not. Amelia could see Emily working all this out. She pressed harder on the pleasure button. “Mommy!” Emily squealed, “I’m going to cum Mommy! Mommy!” Amelia grinned from ear to ear. A second later she felt Emily tense up and then after she let out a noise halfway between a moan and a scream. Amelia felt her wife’s hole close rhythmically as she came. A large load of sticky white excitement dribbled down into the soaked diaper still open beneath Emily. The orgasm continued and Emily dripped more cum into the diaper before she finally started to slump. Amelia finally removed her fingers leaving a small trail of the slick lube trickling out of the hole. Before Emily collapsed completely Amelia moved the diaper out of the way. She started folding it up as Emily panted on the table. “I bet that felt good.” Amelia said as she balled up the disposable. Amelia wasn’t sure her wife was capable of speech. She let Emily stay in place and recover, it had been a little while since she had experienced an orgasm, Amelia wasn’t sure Emily had ever had the pleasure of a prostate climax before, it seemed like Emily’s mind had been blown. Whilst Emily recovered Amelia tidied up the nursery a little bit, once she was done, she turned back to the changing table to see Emily drooling on to the padded surface. “Alright, baby, you can have a nap right after Mommy gets you diapered, OK?” Amelia said. Emily let out a little groan. Now that Amelia had got her to say “Mommy” she wasn’t going to let that go any time soon. She managed to get Emily to roll over on to a fresh diaper that was soon taped up. Emily still seemed a little out of it as she compliantly went to the crib. “Have a good rest. I’ll get you when dinner is ready.” Amelia said as she stroked Emily’s hair, “I love you, my good girl.” “Love you too…” Emily quietly mumbled, “Mommy.” --- If you enjoyed this and would like to see the next part of the story RIGHT NOW you can do so on my SubscribeStar and Ream pages: https://reamstories.com/page/lpjgftb4y2/story/m1cuafz5dm/chapter/mbxp3soys6mm35 https://subscribestar.adult/posts/1911703 Or read the 110+ page story of a normal man waking up to find the "ghost" of an ABDL inside his head that only he can see. A story of regression and humiliation as the two have to learn to work together before they both lose everything and everyone. You can find a preview here: https://www.dailydiapers.com/board/index.php?/topic/94813-the-mccarthy-plan-pampered-possession-exclusive-preview/ Or skip to reading the full story at either of these links: https://reamstories.com/page/lpjgftb4y2/story/mbeacxeajm https://subscribestar.adult/posts/1890196