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  1. I get more extreme. Here's part 2. Dressed in short-talls, some basic sneakers, and a lollipop stuck in his mouth for Moriah's amusement. His diaper was visible under the garments to almost anyone knowing what to look for, the idea of someone looking down, and seeing it was titillating. She didn't mind being seen with such a man. It was quite rewarding, the awkward stares, the snickers, the disparaging remarks, it all just reminded her that there were few like her in the world. Chris and Moriah had taken her car up to the mall to do shopping. They walked through the mall, Moriah smiling as she held Chris's hand. From store to store, the two didn't really buy much Moriah lead him into the toy store and asked if he'd like one of them to play with. Of course, Chris glared at her and said no. Promoting his kidnapper to pout and mention it was only a matter of time before he is begging her for toys. She patted his diaper butt in public, normally when a beautiful woman passed that he took too long of a glance at. Moriah relished in her unique brand of humiliation, and it was in getting her wet differently from her baby. Eventually, she was whispered into Chris's ear. "Keep looking at those girls and I'll make them into diapers for that cute bottom of yours. So just find me a pretty one." It wasn't a threat. It was more like encouragement. "Come on. We're going to buy you a present. I think baby deserves it for wetting his pamp." Moriah chuckled. Grabbing Chris's hand and leading him into a toy store in the mall. "I'm thinking something soft and cute. Or maybe something flashy and fun? Chris baby what do you want?" "I told you. I'm not taking some child's toy." Chris responded. Moriah smiled. "No. You're getting a toy. And It's going to be something you pick out. Something cute." She squeezed his hand. "Got it." Her voice was more authoritative. She lead him to the toy section. Directly in front of the section for small children, fucking babies. Chris looked over the spread of things. From cloth books, teddy bears, rattles, all that baby stuff. He hated it all. "That rattle looks cute. The light blue one. Pick it up. It even has a strap and click so you can't lose it." She said pushing the diapered man towards the toy. Chris picked it up and gave it a shake. Then another. And another. Moriah pursed her full lips and moaned a little. Whispering something. Yup. Shaking a rattle was brain numbingly boring. "Yeah that's it. You got a new rattle. It makes you look so damn cute." She pulled him to the register. "Look at her. She's cute too, wanna try her on later?" She asked nonchalantly. She was a beautiful. Light-skin. Curly brown hair with freckles, hazel eyes. She was dressed in a pin strip suit. It was the store uniform. She smiled at them. Her gold-bronze name tag saying Huguette. "Evening cutie. Looking good. You have such nice skin." Moriah said coming off seductive, as she lean over the counter. "I'm buying that rattle for my baby boy over there. He's wearing a diaper." She explain. "That's not true!" He shouted back. "Inside voice." Moriah replied. "Thank you for the compliment but I have a boyfriend." She then looked at Chris with a confused look. "So he's dress up like that and is in a diaper? He got some type of fetish." "You say it like a little taboo is bad. Thinking inside the package. You should pull yourself out, or better yet let me do it." She said with a smile. "Out the package?" Huguette asked. "What do you mean?" "Out of the package, my dear." Moriah leaned over the counter to get closer to the beautiful woman. "Away from closed minded thoughts. She smiled and beckon Huguette with her index finger. Huguette felt herself suddenly becoming fascinated with Moriah, and moved closer. Huguette felt a hand on her cheek caressing it. The brown eyes glimmered pink. The attraction to Moriah made her fantasize about kissing her. The cherry red lips looking soft and inviting. Huguette lean in deeper for a kiss. Chris dreaded watching their two lips meet. The memory of what happen to the person wrapped tightly around his rear. The thought of letting her end up like Pam forced him to shout. "STOP! She'll turn you into a diaper. That's what she wants." Huguette stopped for a moment, but felt lips touch hers. She felt a shock and felt her heart drop. She felt her head be pulled closer as she was lead into smooching with Moriah. The word came to her. It was electrifying. Moriah pulled away and licked her lips. "That wasn't so bad. Right?" She then looked over at Chris and gave a knowing smile. Huguette smiled and touched her lips. "Yeah, It was good. My name is Huguette." She looked excited. Ready for more. "So what happens now? He made it out to be really bad. Turning into a diaper doesn't sound good...but it sounds pretty hot." "Being soft and comfortable. Smelling of gentle scented perfume and so flexible. Light and absorbent. You'll experience pure bliss." The seductive Moriah describing what she would do to her. "It's once in a life time experience being huggies." Moriah giggles. "Huguette. That won't do. Too foreign. How about Huggies. That's your name dear." She shook her head at the toy shop clerk. Moriah was containing herself. It all sounded arousing to Huguette. The new name was even better. "Take they toy, you don't need to pay. I quit. Miss, I want to try it. To be a diaper." Chris's skin crawled at hearing that. Moriah did something to this poor woman. She had hijacked her mind and put in her sick ideas. "Wait here my gorgeous padded toy. We can give it a try." Moriah then kissed her pray on the lips again and on her necks. "Love your perfume. Such a soft and pretty girl. Perfect." Moriah then grabbed Chris by the ear and dragged him out of the store. He was in complete awe at what he just saw. She wanted it. Did she not understand? She spoke about 'trying' it. This thing is forever. "What did you do to her! How did you make her do that! Don't do it to her!" He felt a slap across his face. "Listen hear boy. You aren't the boss. Momma is. You know it too. All this is just for show. You're going soil her like Pam. And I mean soil. That girl is going to enjoy it too. The way you beg to spare her is obvious, You think she's pretty too. I know she's the best choice for diaper duty." She laughed as she dragged him away. An hour in, Moriah phone buzzed with a text. She took it out and read it. With a smiled and lead Chris towards the food court, the lollipop he had in his mouth earlier was gone and melted sugar in his stomach. She lead her captive to a table in the food court where two women sat. One was dressed in a tight short pink dress. Piercing blue eyes, Short blonde hair that honestly screamed feminist. Her dress hugged her body tight, her big breast just reminded Chris that Moriah had busty and beautiful friends. She was just another Moriah save for the hair and coming in vanilla instead of chocolate. The girl at her side who seemed to be playing on the phone was an Asian girl with black hair and green eyes and dressed in a frilly yellow dress. Her hair was done in pigtails and Chris could guess she was diapered like him. Strangely she seemed indifferent to her situation. She seemed to be distracted by her phone playing some sort of game. "Hi there, Amy!" She yelled at the woman with a wide smile. The woman turned her head and looked towards the two and a grin came to her face. "And look who I brought!" Moriah pushed Chris forward towards the blonde woman. "Oh my, so this is the infamous cutie?" Amy reached out to grab Chris and pull him closer. He moved back from her instinctively. Amy simply lean further out and grabbed him by the arm and pulled him over to her. "Don't be scared, I don't bite." She was just as powerful as Moriah, Chris knew this Amy could easily overpower him at a moment's notice. "Why so scared?" She grabbed Chris by the chin and looked him in the eyes. "I'm really nice." She took her hand off her chin and grabbed him by the diaper and squished it. "I think that's wet. But I might have to slide my hand up there and feel it." "His diaper is wet and cold by now. I would have changed him but he'll make a big deal about it. Luckily, I think his diaper can hold some more." Moriah chimed in. She then looked over at the Asian woman at Amy's side. "No, hi for your Aunty Mo little May?" Moriah said placing hands at her hips. "Hi, Aunty Mo!" May said through a pacifier as she focused on her little game. Moriah smiled in satisfaction at being acknowledged by the woman. Amy was squeezing Chris's cheeks and padding his bottom. "I trust you can take care of him while I go run some errands." "Sure thing Sis, I'd love to," Amy responded. "But I do have a question. Have you fed him your warm love yet? Claimed him for yourself? 'Warm love' Chris thought in confusion and wonder of what she was talking about? "I haven't but it shall be done, sooner or later. I hope you'll respect that " Moriah answered with a slight increase in the bass of her soft voice. "Moriah, of course, I'm no cradle robber. He's cute but I wouldn't steal him from you. I have my own after all." Amy turned back to May and caressed her face with a free hand as she patted Chris butt. "Very well then, have fun." She moved closer to Chris and planted a firm kiss on his cheek. "Bye Baby. Be good for Aunty. Don't let me hear you've been causing trouble. Making a run for it will end badly for you." Moriah then placed a pacifier in his mouth. "God luck with your little date. Record something good." And so Chris's kidnapper left him alone with what seemed to be another kidnapper. A few seconds alone with this Amy was full of awkward silence until Moriah was out of sight as she blended with the crowd. "So Chris baby, how about we grab some ice cream and then go back to my place. You'd like that right?" "No, not really." He responded through his paci. Part of him wanted to spit it out into her face, but if she was anything like the Moriah, he didn't want to chance it. What was with these women? They seemed to be plying at mothers. "Too bad, May, and I would love some and I'm sure you would too." She stood up, diaper bag over her shoulder, still holding onto Chris's arm. She let go to turn around bu quickly grabbed Chris by his wrist. May had done the same, going so far to willingly give her hand to Amy. She was still playing a game. All her concerns wore directed towards the device in her hand. Amy lead the trio to the ice cream stand in the mall. She stood tall and strong like an oak tree. Confidence brimming off her body, shameless in the way she carries herself and the company she kept. As others stared at them, Chris looked down, May stared at a screen and Amy stared back. Those people quickly turned their heads. "Amy, right?" Chris asked. "What going on here?" "Excuse me?" She responded. "Huh?" What could it be now? "Aunty, It's Aunty Amy. Don't think I'll tolerate bad manners." She said sternly as if she was talking to a child. Chris clenched his teeth behind his paci. Before he could respond they heard the call for the next in line ring out. She moved up to the girl at the register. She looked young, like a college freshman young and hopefully not any younger. The look on her the trio and rolled her eyes. She expression said it all. Fucking weirdos. She hated her job and hated the customer. The average minimum wage cashier. "So what would you like." She said in an irritated tone. "Rude. I expect a smile..." She glanced at the girl's name tag. "Tory." The girl rolled her eyes and put on a smile. "How's it going Ma'am. What can I do for you today?" She said as fakely as possible. Amy snicked. "Three soft served ice creams. 2 chocolates and one strawberry. Not a single sprinkle." "Yup" The girl filled out the order. Dejected yet with ease from months of practice. She did it slowly, simply burning the clock. Or just simply pissing the rest of the line off. She brought them. The two chocolates and the strawberry cones. "13.10$ Ma'am. Sprinkle free ice creams." The fakeness was still apparent. Amy removed her wallet from the pouch of her diaper bag, or was it May's? She parted the folds and pulled out a 20$ bill. It was quickly placed in the register and processed. "6.90$ is your change. You're free to leave. Along with whatever y'all are doing." Tory said holding out the paper tray that held the cones. "I'll teach you some manners. You'll Luv it." She laughed. "What the hell." Tory felt a shiver ride up her back. Amy's very tone was unsettling. It was sweet and at the same time malicious. "Language, Tory, children can hear you." She took the tray and was off. It in one hand and another holding on to Chris. She seemed to trust May, who seemed to be passively accepting her situation. They sat at a nearby table, Amy letting the 'children' seat themselves. She handed out the sweet dairy treat. Strawberry to May and the chocolate to Chris. "You seem like a chocolate fan to me." Chris accepted the cone but didn't dive in. The same couldn't be said about May who was already licking away. "So wasn't there something you wanted to ask sweetie?" Amy reminded Chris as she slurped up some ice cream. "Yeah, I wanted to ask why? Moriah hasn't let me in on much." Amy continued slurping and licking her ice cream. Licking her lips before answering. But it wasn't one. "You haven't even tasted it. It's so sweet and yummy. It's all yours. May's enjoying hers. Don't make too big of a mess sweetie." She was ignoring his question and continue to speak with the same patronizing tone. "How about-" Chris then felt a pain in his knee come from the left of him. He saw a glare coming for May as she continued to make a mess on her face. He also felt Amy glaring at him. Her shades lowered to reveal her crystal blue eyes. They didn't look amused. Chris got a feeling he better start playing along. If the crazy bitch wanted him to eat ice cream, then he'll eat ice cream. He liked his melting treat and fought back a small smile of delight. Chocolate, his favorite flavor. He then heard a snicker from Amy. "Now on to the why. Why would she just scoop you up and turn you into a lovely little baby? It's your fault Chris. She's gushed about you for a while now. On how cute you were and all your quirks." Chris's heart skipped a beat. "A while now? I met her last night." Amy gave that valley girl laugh. "Pumpkin. Mommies just don't have babies without expecting first. Months. Moriah knows more about you than you think. Workplace. The few friends you have. Especially the women in your life. Ex's can be a headache baby, thankfully you won't have that probably anymore. Chris had stop eat and simply sat in his wet diaper in shock. He was dumbfounded. He never noticed. How? When? She saw him? "How long." "Doesn't matter. That life and this one are separate. Eat up." She said sternly. Every now and then Amy would glance back at the Ice cream girl. Simply starring her down and not trying to hide it. Chris was thinking about how long Moriah was watching him and how much she knew. Once they finished, Amy lead the littles around the mall. From jewelry shops to clothing and fragrance spots. It was boring and she had the nerve to have him hold some of the stuff she brought. Amy would remind him that if he tried anything. It wouldn't end well. For anyone but her. Chris felt like a clown and needed to distract himself. He was stuck with another adult forced into diapers. Amy's captive, May. He looked at her as she sat on a bench and gamed in the store. "Amy, right." He said nervously. She came off a little dejected in the aura she gave off. "You been this situation long?" She looked up and back at her game. "I guess." She replied. She looked around to see Amy buying something from the cashier. "She's coming back." "Okay sweeties, time to go on home. Aren't you excited Chris? We can go and have some fun while we wait for your Mommy. You get to have a friend over May!" May smiled and gave a little yeah of approval. Amy took the two children back towards the food court again and they stopped for only a few minutes. Amy was looking at the ice cream spot and started to laugh. "Someone is on break." She looked towards May and kneeled down with an excited grin. She checked her by sliding her fingers into May leg cuffs. May looked towards Chris, her eyes looking embarrassed. "Wet. I think I can fix that for you baby girl." Amy then leads the two outside of the mall and towards a mid 2010's Hummer. A deep blue with a sticker of a Mommy and little girl holding hands on the back. It was one of those white stick figures stickers. Amy opened the truck door and revealed a purple car seat sitting in the back. It was girly and wear Chris knew May was forced to ride in. "Come on May, let's get this over with." May walked over and let Amy place her in the car seat. She didn't struggle. Just sat there in her wet diaper and went with it as she did many times before. Amy then looked at Chris. "I, unfortunately, don't have a car seat for you. Thankfully, Your Momma is gonna get one for you." She smiled like there was something funny. "Don't think you're any older than May. I'd say a little younger. Come on. We gotta move." She took Chris and strapped him in tight." She then closed the door and entered the vehicle. She then started the truck and start driving around the parking lot. Amy was looking out the window trying to find someone. That was when she said it. "Got you. She parked in front of a scratched-up 99 Volvo. Amy hoped out and walked over to the car. As she walked over, Chris got a good look at her ass. Plump, bubbly, and a cushion. Amy knocked on the window and waited for it to come down. "Tory. Who do you think you are." Tory heard Amy as she lowered the window. "You again? What's your problem." Amy laughed at what she saw as audacity. "My problem? It's you with the problem. Your rudeness is the problem. I don't like being disrespected nor someone disrespecting those children." She pointed at Chris and May. "Those are grown adults. What the fuck are you on. Fucking Karens." She said as she rolled up her window. "Move your car." Amy put her hand in the window and pushed the window down. She didn't struggle one bit. Tory cool demeanor turns to one of worry. "You look scared. I wasn't done with you. This is the problem. Rudeness. You have no manners or respect." A wicked smile appears on Amy's face. "I told you I'd teach you some manners...Luv." Amy reached into the car with inhuman speed. She scratched Tory's cheek with her nails. "Ouch." Tory said as she held her face. It stung, but only for a second. The burning quickly cooled and she felt the scratched area on her cheek tingle. She touched her cheek and touched it. It felt like fabric. Soft to the touch. She looked over at Amy. "What's happening?" Amy didn't respond and start to attack her some more. She pulled the young woman by the hair and scratched her some more and slapped her across the face. "You little bitch. You'll get what you deserve. You'll get a taste of that ice cream you served." Amy slide her hand into Tory's shirt and grabbed her decent size breast. Amy watched as parts of Tory's body transform to her delight. "This is what your piss attitude has earned you. Suffer knowing you'll be serving as her diaper. Stupid bitch." Amy ran her nails what amounted to claws across her breast. Going lower down to scratch at her stomach. The young woman struggled and slapped at Amy with all she could. Tory felt the burn and the cooling tingling coming next. She couldn't worry about that. Her face had tingles all over it. She caught a glimpse of herself in the car mirror. Her face was white and fabric-like. Her nose had diminished two 2 holes and a small fading dimple. Her lips were gone forever and her eyes looked like brown beads. Tory's hair had started to transform in Amy's hands as it transformed into elastic. She felt her breast becoming padding and spreading. She wanted to cry but the tears she tried to make smelled of perfume and were soaked up and evaporated. "STOP!" She said in a raspy voice. Amy laughed and let go of her hair and grabbed the girl by her neck and pinned her. "You're going to serve my baby girl again. Not sure how long you'll be on duty, but you get a long break afterward." Amy leaned in closer. "I thought of turning your rude little as since last week. And now that it's happening..." Amy sounded aroused. "there's nothing you can do about it you soft absorbent diaper." Amy kissed her on the cheek and then let her neck go. She grabbed her arms next, not bothering to scratch them. Her power was running through her. She was hers to shape and play with. Tory would become a diaper. It was fated now. Her arms deflated and turned white. They thinned quickly in Amy's hands. Her wide smile was on full display to poor Tory. "Imagine holding in someone's urine and mess. That being your very life. Doesn't it sound like fun...well not for the bitch going through it." Amy let out a haughty laugh. Tory shivered. She tried to escape but as time passed she grew weaker and weaker. Her muscles turning fibers of cotton-like substance. She felt her hair melding together into something like a bonnet and plastic traveling down her back. "Please...someone...mommy." "Mommy? Pathetic." Amy said as she opened up the car door. She grabs the diaper by the head and yanks on her. Tory is easily dragged out and Amy plops her fat bottom down on the warm seat. She sits Tory in her legs. Tory's legs spread open. With her hands, Amy went to work on the college student's lips. "I'm the only Mommy around here. Turn Tory. Become a diaper." Chris watched from the van window in a soiled diaper. He couldn't take his eyes off the situation. He watched it all again. A woman being transformed into a diaper. He watched her her face became white and soft. Her hands are nothing but flaps. "I wish I could help her. They can't just do this." "They can and they will." May spoke up looking from her game. She had a stoic dissipation. She seemed not at all phased by the body modification going on a few feet away. "That chick is a diaper. It's unavoidable." "It's evil." He thought of Pam. How he had wet her. Ruin her body with filth. She had been reduced to a diaper and he needed to use the bathroom again. He didn't want to piss into her already soiled body. "And better them than us." She turned her head back to her phone. "So I take it the diaper you got on is your first?" May asked. "Yeah. I'm trying to no use her." Chris said as Amy entered the girls car after yanking her half-diaper body out of it. She had thrown the girl in her lap. He watched as Amy licked her fingers as to legs squirmed wide open. Tori wish she could fight back but she was at her mercy. She felt Amy invade her lips and take away more of her dignity. Her fingers were like magic and she shuttered at Amy's handiwork. The arousal only forced it to speed up and change. Her slit sealed up and her legs turned into mere white flaps like her arms. Amy laughed as the once beautiful girl will die out and stop resisting. She couldn't fight anymore as it was pointless. She would simply tire out and transform anyway. She was a diaper. Amy grabbed the gigantic diaper and peaked at the plastic backing. To see the cute images on the diapers plastic back. It was ice cream cones all over it. Sprinkles too. It was a hot mess of a design. "I love it. You're going to be the greatest diaper ever." "I don't want to use her. She's a person. If I do that, then I'd be some monster. A murderer." Chris explained. "Murderer? No. You aren't. They're fucked the moment those witches set their eyes on them. Their diapers. There's nothing anyone can do about it." May retorted. "I've done it enough times. I should know." Tory's tits hung upside down and nipples erect. They had turned white and padded. Her dark nipples become white and soft. Losing details and sinking. Her stomach was padding and her skin had pinched up on the side. They were becoming elastic just like what was going on with the top of her head. Tory could barely see but her sense of touch had multiplied. Her inner thighs were white and padded. Amy had grabbed Tory's leg and licked it and sucked on her toes. They began to instantly transform. They flatten and plastic. Tory's toes becoming sticky tapes. Tory looked on in horror knowing this was her end. She watched Amy reduce the other leg to nothing. It became easier to see with her breast shrinking and becoming padding. The change felt good, but the misery of her fate had been chipping at her. Being used for her intended purpose. It was frightening. "Well, I can't! I just can't! Not again!" Chris yelled. "I'm not that cruel." "Cruel? Maybe it's a blessing. Mommy told me the diapers don't mind being used. The want it. I've even had dreams. They thanked me." Chris thought back to his dream of Pam. Her dirty apartment with needles across the table. Her joy at her becoming a diaper. Her want to be used completely and to serve Moriah will. It was obvious. "Mind control. Their making them say that." May rolled her eyes. He was just in denial of the truth. She lived this for a far longer time. May grabbed the hem of her dress and pulled it up. "Look at this. Wet." Chris begrudgingly looked at the wet diaper she wore and watched it start to bulge slightly more. "Easy. Filling them up is as easy as that. It's us or them. And they're already out." Chris grimace and looked back to Amy. Tory felt her back start to bend in two sections. She smelt an intense smell of something sweet. Like candy or ice cream. She felt her limbs, now flaps retracting. She felt Amy's hands now on her torso, which was now padding. Her thumbs under the elastic. She pulled and stretched with a sultry look. "You're just about there. Soon you'll be fit to serve." Amy played with the diaper's elastic as it started to fold as the dimples that were left of Tori vanished. She smiled at the satisfaction of her completed masterpiece. The diaper started to shrink and lose mass quickly until it was resting on the thick thighs of Amy. Her nails tapped on it as she looked down at the finished art project. She was delighted. Amy grabbed the fresh diaper and stepped out of the car. She sniffed the diaper and almost got high off the fragrance. "You're better off as my plaything. A sweet diaper for babies." She laughed and smile widely. She walked back to the car seeming far more wicked now. Amy jumped back into her truck and showed the diaper to the kids sitting in the back. "Doesn't this diaper look splendid?" Chris shuttered and could only stare at the poor woman-turned diaper. It was decorated with ice cream-related things like cones and sprinkles. She was stuck in such an embarrassing form and her fate even worse. May gave a smile and shook her head. "I'm wet." She said casually. She really was fine with wearing that thing. Amy then notice Chris staring intently at the diaper. "Yeah, that's the ice cream girl. She's better now. Want to touch it? This diaper is still warm. Just changed." She giggled. She pushes the plastic-shelled woman into his face. "No!" She yelled out trying to back up into the chair. "Don't be like that. It's just a diaper...like the one your Mommy put on you. Told me not to change you. To bad. I know you could use it." She took the diaper away and shoved it into the diaper bag. "When's the last time you went boy?" Her blue eyes squared on him. Chris blushed. "I don't see why I have to answer that." He responded. "Such a petulant child. And for someone sitting in piss." She said smugly as she began to drive off. If she had cared to look around, the wicked woman would have seen a camera off in the corner. Its lens directly on the transformation that had taken place. --- Moriah walked inside to the toy store. Waiting for her like a gift was her prey. The Gorgeous girl soon to be cute diaper. Yet, Moriah could wait. No here. Someone could see and she wanted to enjoy this. To have some Fun. Moriah walked up to Huguette, and referred to her as her newly christened name. "Thanks for wait Huggies. I'd love to get you all cute and thick, but I'd like some privacy. How about we swing to your place?" "Sure thing. We can go to my place." Huguette responded. "We can even walk there. Its only 5 miles-" "Quiet. I'll take us. You'll tell me. Just stay quiet until I speak to you gorgeous. Then I'll get you fixed up right. Okay, Huggies? Now follow me to my car, and don't forget to clock out too. You're quiting right." Huggies smiled and nodded. She walked over to her time clock and clocked out.he w= She turned to see Moriah leaving her and she ran to catch up with her. She wouldn't want to get left behind. Moriah and Huggies took Moriah black Toyota and drove to Huguette's home. It was a modest home. Metal fence. Green grass. A orange Mustang outside. One look at it and it confirmed that she lived with family. How would she do this? Huggies was going to fit her new name by the end of this. They entered the humbled abode and took a liking to the homely kitchen. She snatched an apple when she walked pass the table and took a bite. The walked through the living room and Moriah notice family photos. She noticed the 3 cute women in the same age range as Huggies. She bit the apples and examine them. They all looked similar, the sister shared the same sporty body type more or less. Moriah wanted them. She then noticed the parents. Two smucks. One fat guy and and Okay looking wife. She was up there but still in good shape. Moriah could soften that up for her. "So where's everyone else?" "Mom and Dad should be at work. My sisters should either be home or out and about. I think one is home." She replied as she lead Moriah to her room. She knocked on a door across. "Crystal! You home. I brought a friend over." "What!" a voice yelled out. "I'm trying to reach Diamond rank on Master Duel with Heroes. Shitty no negate deck. Streaming Sis. Can't talk." The sister responded. "That's Crystal for you." Huggies then lead Moriah into her room. She then moved to close the door but felt Moriah grab her hand. "No. Leave it open." "Okay...but what if my sister see's us." Huggies nervously asked. "So? What do I care?" Moriah responded as she started to get undressed. Removing her hot pants and crop top. She set down her baby bag on the floor and removed her phone from the pouch. She set it up on the girl's dresser. It was recording. "You'll want this recorded. It's going to be that hot huggies." Huggies watched as Moriah striped naked and showed of her buxom body. She was beautiful. Her smooth rich brown skin and erect nipples stuck out at her. Black beauty. Huggies decided her sister be damned. Huggies was removing her clothes. Unbuttoning her work clothes and throwing them about until she was naked. "Okay..." She was still nervous. "You said it will feel good right? To be a diaper?" "Yes. Once the change begins, you'll have a wave to ride." Moriah said as she stepped closer and grabbed Huggies by her hand and pulled her closer. In that same movement she had tossed the girl on the bed. Moriah nails touched on her bottom red lip as she saw huggies on the bed. She was the equivalent of a blank canvas. She would make her gorgeous. The cute girl before her would be reduced to a thick adult diaper. Huggies look up at Moriah. She was strong and hot. She watched as Moriah placed a knee on the bed and crawled over her. Her large breast dragged across her smaller body and tits. Nipple crossing nipple. It felt good. Huggie felt her face be gripped and turned to look at Moriah. She felt lips pressed against her check for a long few seconds. She was left with a red kiss on face. Moriah the touched Huggie at her waist side and pinched her skin. It hurt first then it went warm and painful to pleasurable. Moriah played with the texture of her toys skin. The pinched skin turned to plastic elastic leak guards. She pulled on the former skin the it start to drag out more blue elastic from her waist in a straight line. She then gripped the elastic tighter and pulled harder. She was pinching the skin on the other side of the torso until it too was being pulled on. White cotton guards fully popped free.It start an infectious change to her skin. Her sandy brown skin was turning white and fabric like. "OOOH!" Moaned Huggies at what Moriah just did. "Oh my god. You didn't even touch me clit!" Huggies said in shock. She then felt hand instantly there and it being rubbed. "Oh my!" "So talkative. It's that nice. Your smooth skin. So soft. That sweet little warm clit...better off as padding." As Moriah rubbed it the clit turned from flesh to padding. It cause Huggies to stir with excitement. Her legs kicking with pleasure. It spread across her pelvis and down her legs, but slowly. Moriah kept playing with her victim until she felt the tightening on her fingers. "You won't need that anymore. Let it become softness." She felt her clit being treat with extreme pleasure until it started to subside. She felt her lips melding close like they were never present. It felt good in a way, but she really was being changed. She could feel the tingling across her lower body. Moriah looked at the top half of Huggies and pinched her nipple and watched her plaything moan with pleasure. "Like the huggies? But those nips aren't going to do you no well." Moriah pinched another tit. Huggies bit her lip in pleasure. "I"m gonna have to reduce those little titty to padding. Gotta use all we can to get a diaper with some bulk to it." Her nipples turned pale and soft. The nipples forms and texture flatten as the same effect spread out. Huggies was lost in pleasure at Moriah handing out. Her legs and ass above her. Those beautiful large tits one her. Huggies want to touch her. Fondle the massive tits on her. She reach up and grabbed it...she felt a hand slap her away. "I touch you diaper. Those are reserved for one special somebody. And you aren't really anybody?" She said callously but with the usual sweetness. Huggies looked at Moriah with a moment of clarity. In the midst of her euphoria she heard something that drew her out. "I'm not anybody? I'm Huguette, I'm Huggie. People know me. I'm going-" She felt her hand transforming. It flattening and fingers fusing together. The sudden change was distracting. As they became sticky and translucent, her wrist turned to plastic and thinned. "Going to turn into a adorable huggies just the perfect size for my big baby. That's what happen to Huggies. You old name. We decided that wasn't any good." Moriah tapped the woman's other hand and the same thing happen. Huggies moaned again in responses. Her mid section was becoming more and more padding. Moriah decided to rest he ass on her. The diaper screamed. "OH MY GOD! I'm Huggies! I FORGOT." Clarity left her once again. "It's okay. Diapers just need to be soft, absorbent, full of fluff. You're on a good direction for just that." Moriah took her hands placed it on Huggie's chest and pressed. Her hand soon started to sink into her flesh like padding. Her tits were mounds of padding with ever decreasing height. Soon they'd be eaten way and added to the softness of the diaper form. It felt orgasmic being touched and pressed into. She didn't want it to stop. She heard a quiet crinkle as she shivered from the euphoria. It was getting a little louder by the second. She soon realize it was her. Diapers crinkle and that was the plastic on her back forming. "I'm becoming a diaper. For you." "For my baby really. He'll be ruining that awfully soft padding of yours." Moriah remove her had and fixes hair hair. "Not for you? For that man." Huggie said sounding dishearten. She loved Moriah. She needed Moriah's touch. "I'll just try for you next time." Moriah snicked. She would break the news gentle. "Sweetie. You're a diaper. You don't choose who you get worn by, ever. I don't need diapers. The baby is. And there's no trying this sweetie. You won't be going back to your old life." Moriah smiled softly and with satisfied eyes. "You'll be stuck as a delightful diaper forever. When this is all over, I'll grab you cute sisters too. I need the family pack." Moriah revealed. The information broke the malaise over Huggie, no Huguette, what had she been thinking. She was open minded, but become an object because somw hot lady offers was insanity. But the idea was still strong. Being a diaper that is. "Crystal! Help!" The diapering girl screamed. "Yeah call her. I can do her now. Your fate is plastic and fluff." Moriah reached for Huggies padded stomach and grabbed it tight with both hands. She then started rustling and fluffing it while looking her victim directly in the eye. She smiled gleefully as her victim eyes rolled back as she fluffed her padding stomach. "CRYSTAL! HELP!" She screamed in ecstasy. Cotton like material instantly shot up her throat and the curse started to change her face. Her backside had plastic on it and was fusing with her hair. Her legs shapes had flatten and become blue. Her shoulders broke down and started being dragged into the padding. Her skin changing to soft padding. Moriah heard the door opening. She turned her torso and looked back at Huggie's sister. They met eyes. She had a clear view of what was happening. Her sister morphed in such a distorted way. She was diaper but in a human shape with a face and some hair. "Huguette!" Crystal was a more top heavy version of Huguette. She was a little chubby with light brown skin, brown hair with blonde highlights in it and the same eyes. She came out in just her panties and a Wonder Woman shirt. She was served up like a delicious meal for Moriah. A pig roasted on a flame. Crystal ran to stop get Moriah off. She grabbed the naked woman and through her of her sister. Moriah went with the girl when she threw her. She wanted Crystal to get a good look at her sister's new purpose. She looked at the camera when she stood up and winked. "What's has she done to you Huguette! What are you so soft! This isn't flesh. Why is it spread over you!" All these questions. She saw her sisters eyes rolled back and fluff spilling out her mouth. Her neck was gone and most of her face. The front of it was still left. It was still obvious who it was. Her light brown skin had turned pale white and padding before her sisters eyes. "What is this!" Crystal tried to pull the strings of cotton out her mouth but nothing she did could removed it. It was closing up and the cotton was slurped out likes pasta. Crystal held her sister in her hands and her face faded away. Eyes rolled back in the very padding. What was left was a giant diaper. One that was crinkling and shrinking. Crystal looked down on her sister turned diaper with disbelief. Its design was of some outer space setting. It was solid blue color with Comets, stars, moons and suns. A red kiss mark was also left on the diaper as well. "Turn her back. Fix her." Moriah laughed. Turn her back? You mean It back, that's a diaper your holding. Fixing would mean something about that diaper is broken." Moriah walked over and snatched the diaper by what was once its head. Moriah was far too quick for Crystal to stop her from taking her sister. She took a look at the inner padding and shoved her nose inside. "YUMMY! This diaper smells perfect. She then tossed the helpless diaper. The look on the naked woman was an all to gleeful smile. Watching Moriah just snort her scent like that was disrespectful. Moriah placed her dirty nose on her helpless sister. All the terrible stuff that could happen to hear while she was like that. She had to stop this. Crystal hopped of the the bed and tried to strike Moriah. She then felt a hand on her big breast and squeezing of here tit. "Honk Honk" Moriah responded. She felt herself be thrown back on the bed. Moriah had hopped on Crystal and pulled her black hair out of her face. "What do you thinks going to happen here sweetie?" Moriah looked over at the diaper on the floor. "Your sister has a great idea of what it is." She laughed as she leaned closer. Lips to lips. Crystal could smell her breath. She air from her nostrils. She then felt soft warm lips touch hers. A spark shot through her as she felt a tongue slide into her mouth as her head was cupped. She was jittering do to her fear. She'd never kissed a girl before, and feared ending up like her sister. The force make out session continued on until Moriah could feel Crystal's face changing. Crystal's soft lips turned info padding. The color of her lips seeped away. Moriah felt the inside of the girls mouth become dry. Her teeth embed away in her fabric-white gums. Moriah pulled her back by the hair and looked her in the eyes. "You're a bad kisser. Hope you're a better diaper." Crystal felt her mouth changing and her face. She reached into her short pockets and pulled out her iphone. "AHH! Siri! Call- She felt the magic touching her throat and drying it up. "Maaa..aa." The cellphone replied "Sorry, I can't hear you." "Siri. Call Mom." Moriah spoke with her ever present smile. "Calling Mom." In that moment Crystal regretted calling her mother. Something was off. Moriah's voice was altered. It almost sounded like Huguette. It rings for a few seconds. "Yes. Crystal. Hello?" Crystal tried to speak but it all was cracking of her throat. "Mommy! It's Crystal. She needs you. I need you. There's been an accident. Don't tell Dad. Please." Moriah imitated voice jaw dropped Crystal. She felt the muscles and bone becoming soft and white. "Fine. It better be an actual situation. I'll leave Dad in the dark for now." The Mother said sealing her doom in Moriah mind. "Hurry Mom." Moriah said before hanging up. "I can almost taste her." Moriah said in the fallen sisters voice. "But I'll go back to getting you comfortable." Moriah had started speaking like her self again. Still holding Crystal by her curly hair and she caressed the unfortunate girl's cheek. It was cotton like, soft, and warm. All the lower part of her face and just below the eyes was white padding. Moriah then reached into the Crystals shirt and grabbed her tit and squeezed it until its skin soften and became fabric. It become like a giant ball of fluff in her hand. Her fleshy hard nipple soften and shrunk away into the padded breast. It felt great, but Moriah mad sure she saw it by ripping off her shirt. So fast it burnt poor Crystal. The pain she felt became tingles. Parts of her shoulders and arm started to change. "Crystal. Don't be scared. You still have those ears. You can hear. You body will go on to do some good. Being a diaper is a gift. Holding accidents and soaking it deep into yourself is fun. There's a boy who's learning to use diapers as his toilet. You'll be a potty mark on his way to diaper dependency. Isn't that great? How sexy that sounds. You and your sister bloated with mess from my baby boy! Forever. Excited?" Crystal screamed but her mouth a closes up. She tried to break away but it was a waste of energy. Her breast had become diaper and is was spreading to the other, Her face continued to whiten. All color drained from it as it was all padding now. Her eyes had sunk inside the padding. You could see her wanting to cry as she imagine what Moriah had described. Two soiled diaper full of mess. It made her padding and skin crawl. She wanted to scream for help. She wish it would stop she frantically looked around. Her field of vision was getting smaller. She felt her shoulder becoming padding. It spreading up against her neck. Her arms were almost limp and just twitching. Her fingers were turning blue and fusing. A plastic sheen covered them as they thin down together. Her hand went under the same transformation. Moriah put Crystal face first into the bed and held her there. With her nails, Moriah clawed down the diaper-girls back. She squealed with excitement as Crystal's skin tighten and crinkled. A beautiful sheen of plastic came about as it turned blue. The images of comets and stars started to appear. The exact same pattern as Huguette. Crystal knew the pattern appearing on her. It only let her fate sink deeper in for her. She'd be a diaper soon enough. It was hopeless. Her Mother wouldn't be able to help her. Moriah let her hair go once she felt Crystal stop struggling. It had started to fuse with her plastic back. Strand by strand. Crystal had stopped breathing all together. Her nose had vanished into the soft padding and diaphragm had completely changed. Moriah stepped away and start to get dressed again. "Hey, You guys got any thing to drink? I'm thirsty." She asked rhetorically as she slid her thong up her ass. She exited the room and went towards the kitchen. She needed dairy. Delicious dairy. Crystal was kicking her legs as the terrible change continued. It was all she could do. Her neck was vanishing and hair becoming plastic strands. Her arms now useless and shoulders were fusing with her head. Soon she wouldn't hear anything. Even with all this fear running throughout her, she lazily thought about being peed into. Her padding soaked with warm wet pee. "Disgusting!" She told herself but deep down she felt something else too. Moriah was pouring herself a handsome cold glass of milk. She had worked up a bit of a sweat dealing with the diapers. She was sipping milk in her thong while examining the family photos. Moriah had claimed 2 of them. And the Mother was coming home soon. The other sister and the Father won't ever understand how lucky they are. Crystal vagina had started to close as it had bleached and puffed. Her legs were getting weak and soon started acting dead. She struggled to move her toes. She felt her back creaking and her bending upwards like a bow sort of. Her legs thinned and she could feel it. The loss of mass and shifting of senses. "Damn it!!!" Crystal though as she heard a door open and her Mother scream. Her ears vanished then. Her head had completely fused with her torso and made the classic diaper shape as did her legs with a split. Moriah stood there. Tits out and drinking milk. "Sup." She spoke. The Mother screamed. "Who are you? Where are my babies!" Moriah almost laughed. "Diapers. You should refer to them as diapers now. It's the PC thing to Do." "What the hell are you talking about? Diapers? Is this one of Lex's fucking crazy whores. You aren't allowed in the house. Where is he? And my daughters!" The angry woman yelled. She was lean. Somewhere in her 40's. Still strong. Might have been an athlete back in the day. She resembled her daughters. "Okay, Calm down. I'll take you to them. In their rooms. Relaxing. I showed them one hell of a time. Take a look." The Mom walked right into Moriah and knocked the glass out of her hand. It cracked on the floor. She then grabbed her by the hair and pulled on it, leading Moriah towards her daughters location. Moriah scream like a little pansy. Begging for her not to get hurt. When the Mother looked inside the room, all she saw was diapers and clothing. She recognized her children's clothing instantly. She question the diapers. "What the fuck were you doing in here whore." She yanked Moriah hair. "Ouch! I just gave them a little kiss. And fingered one of your daughters." She laughed before break free and pushing the Mother into the room. She landed on one of the diapers. Warm to the touch. Odd. "What have you done with my daughters!" The Mother screamed standing up. "I told you. No one ever listens to me. Diapers. Their diapers. Soft and beautiful diapers. Waiting for some real filling." She said with a depraved grin. This was good. It got her thinking about the past. When she saw all her friends get turned into diapers by Prophet Silvia. The Mother got even madder. "Those are diapers! Why are those even here. I want my daughters. Not some stupid diapers!" Moriah pouted. "Don't call them stupid? Diapers are smart. That why I made them out of those smart and pretty daughters of yours. And you. I want you to watch them get dirty." Moriah walked casually over to her. She pinned her down near her diaper daughter and kissed her. The Mother felt her hair fusing together into two big ovals. Her arms lost feeling as they swelled and changed from brown skin to grey fabric. Same with legs. Her hands became that of an amputee as the transformation took them away. She would never hold a thing again. Her felt her stomach expanding and cotton stands shooting up her throat. A tear started running down her eyes. She felt the tear dry up as her brown eyes harden into plastic. When all was said and done. Moriah had gotten redressed and had place the two diapers in her bag. Holding by the collar by a bow tie was a large bunny rabbit. A stuffed one. A teddy bear. She had caught it all on video. She'd have one hell of a film for Amy.
  2. Another story I wrote awhile back. If you like evil mommies then here you go. "I love you." the young man said to the girl he sat next to on the bar counter. "You literally just meet me an hour ago Chris." She responded as she lit a cigarette. She was an angel in Chris's eyes. 5'10, long dark brown hair, hazel brown eyes, plump cherry red lips, brown skin, and a body that would make Harvey Milk reconsider. "I love Pizza and it only took one slice." He responded before downing his third shot of whiskey. When Moriah first walked in, he saw her from the entrance. She was wearing a navy blue cocktail dress and heels. His draw dropped when he saw her and his heart races when she smiled at him. He then died for a split second when she walked over to him and asked him his name. "Did you just compared me to a slice of pizza?" She said with a smile and her ever sultry voice. They had been talking about everything since her first hello. Chris was ready to go in for the kill and lock it down. "Pizza is delicious, just like you. And anyone who doesn't agree should be imprisoned." "You're a silly little boy, I like that. So cute." she giggled at Chris's joke. "Little boy? Nothing little about me Moriah." He responded by raising an eyebrow and grinning her way. "You can't even rent a car baby, now fuss with me and I'll call you baby all night long. I could just pinch those adorable cheeks of yours, both sets." Moriah reached out and grabbed one of his cheeks and pinched it. "Just a cute baby boy I got here." she teased "I'm a man, a real man." "Oh really? Then how about you come home with me and show me what a real man you are. Make me reconsider calling you a little baby boy." These were the words he'd been waiting for. She wanted him and he obviously wanted her. He did drop 40 dollars on the woman after all. She wasn't acting tipsy, but she had to be, 40 dollars in drinks would do that to you. "Let me call an Uber than." "No need, We can take my car. It's nothing special, a black '09 Toyota, but it gets me from A to B." She stood up from her stool and reached into her baby blue purse. She pulled out her car keys and walked ahead of Chris, leading him out of the bar and toward her car that was parked on the side of the building. She walked over to the driver's seat and waited for the tipsy Chris to his door. "Hurry up baby!" she raised her sultry voice with a little authority. She was smiling and still remaining playful. Chris put some pep in his step and walked over to the passenger seat. He stumbled a little, he wondered how Moriah manages to walk so gracefully in her condition. She unlocked the door and Chris hopped in. Moriah started the car and the two left the bar hiding toward Moriah's home. "So Chris, we gotta make a little stop." She said taking a right at a red light. "And what is this stop?" In Chris's head, he feared the worse. An ass whooping from 3 bulky guys with bats because no one wants to scratch up their knuckles. "Are you going to get me beat up? If so, Moriah, we can skip that part get straight to the robbing." Moriah chuckled and rolled her eyes. "So silly, I'm not that type of woman. Plus, I could never bring harm to that cute little baby face of yours." It was getting a little annoying, but Chris didn't say much about it. She thought he was cute, so why throw a fit over it? The two soon drove up a street corner with a moderately pretty woman in make-up leaning on a wall. She walked up to the car smoking a cigarette. "Hi, Miss..." She paused and looked over at Chris who didn't want to look her in the eye. Was Moriah about to buy a hooker? He wasn't going to say no to a threesome, but like hell, he would be paying for it. "And you to handsome. Two is going to be a 100$ extra." Moriah kept up her smiled and unlocked the back door. "Sure thing. You'll come back to my house with us right?" "Extra." She responded. "Okay." She turned to Chris. "Hop in the back with her." She asked politely but it was still a demand. Chris looked at her confused. He wasn't keen on being in the back seat with a hooker. Plus, he was fine where he was. "Listen, I-" "Shh!" She said placing a finger on her mouth. "Quiet now. To. The. Back. Don't make me throw you back there. I'll get the car seat while I'm at it." Chris grunted and stepped out of the car. He better get some ass out of this. This was embarrassing now." He got into the back seat and sat next to the prostitute who was still smoking her cigarette. He wasn't a fan of them, to be honest, but wouldn't complain. He looked over her clothing. Red crop top, red mini skirt, black heels, and a big leather purse. She looked at him and smiled. "So, wanna start now?" Before Chris could respond Moriah spoke up. "NO! Not yet. Just get to know each other. You'll be getting personal soon enough." She bit down on the side of her red bottom lip. Chris and the hooker talked. She eventually gave her name, Holiday, and then eventually admitted her real name. Her name was Pam, and when she said it Moriah laughed. "Pam? Kinda like pampers. That's cute." Chris glared at her. That condescending tone of hers. They continued talking, Pam explained her want to be an actress but a drug addiction ruin that and she backstabbed a dear friend. A blind New York lawyer. She's now just trying to get by while working as a server in a local diner. They eventually arrive in front of a larger than average size house sitting on a dark silent street. She stepped out of the car and pulled the door open for Pam and Chris. "Come on in darlings, I wanna have some fun. Lots and lots of cute fun." She said with her sultry soft voice. Chris and Pam followed Moriah into her home and the door shut behind them. "Welcome to my home. But this won't be where our fun begins. Not for now at the least." Moriah walked them into the back and up and into a dark room. "Chris baby, close that door for me. Chris did it and just thought if she's up to something she'd regret it. Now in the dark, Chris and Pam notice the scent of baby powder in the room. "Where are we?" Pam asked. "Lights." With one word the lights turned on to reveal a nursery meant for an adult. It was in pastel blue and the most babyish things were there. The room was spacious even with set up this oddball of a woman had. "This is where the magic happens." She winked at them. Chris noticed something, her outfit from before, it was gone. She wasn't naked, she was just wearing something else. The red mini had turned into a solid sky blue dress with an apron around her waist and white heels. "When did you change clothes?" Moriah laughed walked over to the empty crib and lowered its railing. "It's been empty for some time. Now I can finally have some fun." She then looked at Chris. "Wannabe be cute for me little boy?" "What the hell is this Moriah?" He asked in confusion. Chris looked around frantically, noticing the soft white carpet, the corner full of giant baby toys. The chest right next to it. There was a large light blue and yellow changing table across from the crib. It shelves held powder, wipes, and diapers. Chris only counted a couple. They were thick, and all had a different design on them. There was an odd cherry red lipstick on all of them. It was more like a brand. Each mark wasn't exactly in the same spot, just a general area. "Moriah, what the hell are you into?" Pam snickered. "She's an ABDL." "Is that a club sandwich." "Stop fucking with me. ABDL means Adult Baby Diaper Lover. A kink where someone gets off on being in a diaper and what could possibly come with it. It can get...weird." She then turned back to Moriah. "You looking for a Mommy? I can do that for you sweaty." "No. I'm the Mommy hear, and I'm the only one in charge." She walked towards Chris. "No Daddies either. Not in this nursery. So that makes you the-" Chris backed up before interrupting. "I came for sex, not this fucked up shit." Moriah frowned. "Well, that won't do? I drove you here for that reason. I won't have a baby to play with then." "You got Pam. Just pay her the 200 and you can get what? 2-3 hours." "Just about." Pam replied. Moriah was getting annoyed. "I'm interested in putting you in that crib. And Pamper too over there." She sneered at Pam. Pam shook at that, something about what she just said felt off. Pamper. Why pamper? "Know what? I need to get back to my pimp. He's going-" "Nonsense! You aren't anyone's girl." She said looking at Pam with an all too knowing look. "Just a free agent. No one to follow where you go or keep you safe." Pam was getting scared. She gripped her purse and thought about the gun in her purse. A little thing, but enough to fuck someone up. "Your starting to get weird." "I am weird." She stepped closer to the sex worker and reach out and grabbed her by the arm. Moriah pulled Pam close into her and pulled on her blonde hair yanking her head back. She then kissed Pam on her check. She left a cherry red lip mark on Pam's check. "There you go. You're going to feel very weird soon. Whatever you do, don't fight it. Let it just happen. Save you some trouble." "What. Did you poison me?" Pam felt it. The part of her check that was kissed by Moriah was vibrating, warm waves spreading out from it. She felt it, she was losing strength. Something was happening to her. Pam reached into her as she started to stumble. She grabbed the little pistol from her purse and aimed it at Moriah. "What the hell did you do to me?" Chris heart was pumping, ready to fight or run. His night was getting crazier than usual. He couldn't let Pam shoot Moriah. "Pam...Don't do anything brash." "Brash? She just poisoned me or something." The gun was feeling heavy in her right hand. It was tingling...and then her hand gained a plastic shine and turned white. She screamed and tried to pull the trigger and shoot Moriah, but her fingers had turned flat and weak. As it dropped from her hand, Pam grabbed her hand and look at it. She then screamed and looked towards Chris. "Help me." Chris watched on in terror and interest, he wanted to see exactly what was happening. "How?" Moriah walked up to Pam and grabbed her gun. "Dangerous thing. Imagine if my little had picked this up Pamper. And look at that." Moriah grabbed Pam's hand and caressed it with a smile. "Even your other hand is changing too! Be careful what you touch." Pam looked at her hands, both flaps traveling down her wrists. "Now those feet are going next. Ready? 3.." Moriah started counting with a grin on her face. She was enjoying it. "Wait what! Stop!" Pam screamed. 2..1...Gone." Her ankle and toes shriveled up into white thin plastic cloth in her heels. She fell over on her side hitting the soft carpet. Her feet then finally become flaps. "And its going to spread Pamper. You're going to be so cute for me." "Stop this. I don't even know what's going on. What are you doing? Just let me go!" Pam pleads. "Pamper you know exactly what I'm doing to you." Moriah went to get close to Pam's ear. "You're becoming the fixation. What's this little fetish without the most enjoyable part. The diaper." She moved away and laughed. "And I go all the way Pamper. Can't wait to get your cutesy self all done. Moriah reached for her clothes and pulled down Pam's skirt revealing she had no panties on. Pam cried. She was being violated. She had just told the most fucked up thing someone said they were going to do to her. Moriah then pulled off her tank top as Pam squirmed. She then felt her tormentors hands on her body, caressing her flesh. Grabbing her breast running her finger down Pam's tummy and to her groin. "STOP! Chris help me!" Chris watched. He felt like that all he could do is watch. "Moriah...stop this. Whatever it is." He wanted to watch, he had to see if what Moriah was doing was real. He had to stay and watch. "DO SOMETHING!" Pam shouted, tears running down her eyes. Her lower legs were transforming, her joints painlessly popping and bone becoming diaper. Her hands were tapes and flaps of white from the forearms down. Moriah glanced at Chris. "I know you wanna watch it. To see her crinkle away." Moriah had glided across her body, flicking at Pam's nipples. Pam bit down on her lip and protested. Moriah then slid to fingers into Pam's vagina. "Like that Pamper?" She whispered to Pam who squirmed under the force of Moriah's hand. Chris watched on. A part of him wanted to step forward. He couldn't think, maybe he didn't want Moriah's touch and do something like that to him. As Moriah's fingers caused Pam nothing but pleasure, she felt something changing in her. She then felt Moriah pull something string-like from her vagina with a sick grin. "What is that?" Moriah sighed and put it back into Pam's lips. "Just cotton strands." Pam felt her vagina changing from in deepest parts, her very cells were being overwritten with atoms of dry 'super absorbing polymer'(SAP). The SAP then started to spread into her blood and changing her flesh. Her groined turned slowly into the padding. Her thighs thin, crinkle, and turn into long tabs that laid dead on the floor. The transformation took her arms too, reducing them into nothing but flaps of diaper tabs. The diaper Pam was becoming had taken her limbs and already snatched her groin from her. It wanted more, and it would take much more. Pam could fill her shoulders turn, the bones changing into something else and the shape of her arms melt away. She knew they were becoming padding. The feeling of tingling started to act on her chest and neck. She could still feel Moriah's hands playing with her and leaning into her face. "Only a matter of time little diaper!" She then felt Moriah claw down her chest with her nails, causing white trails of ash to appear down her dry skin. "Should have lotion up more." Her nails then touched padding and continued to what was once her sex. "Your one hell of a bitch!" Pam responded with a raspy voice as she tried to spit at her only to find her mouth had dried to the point that barely if any came out. She felt the changing traveling up her stomach and hips. Replacing her organs with sap and padding. Her stomach slowly turned into quilted padding in the shapes of diamonds. "The prettiest bitch of them all." The skin of Pam's hips started to pinch and rode up her sides to what use to consider her arms. Suddenly blue elastic leak guards popped free from the pinched skin. Her legs had been reduced to flat strands of plastic tabs. Moriah with that persistent smile picked at the elastic with just her long nails. "So cute. I think you look much better this way. You're better off." Pam's breast were next to turn. They shifted from warm soft mounds of flesh to even softer padding under Moriah's other hand. Moriah then slapped it and forced it down into flat padding like her stomach. At the same time, her back had been covered in plastic and taken on a noticeable arch. Pam clench down her teeth in anger at the slap. It stung but it quickly vanished into nothing. Pam then felt Moriah do it once more to the other mound as she kept picking at her elastic. "FUCK YOU MORIAH! FUCK YOU CHR-" She quickly found her mouth covered with Moriah's hand. "Don't be like that. He can't help you. He's just a baby." She laughed and removed her hand. Pam's mouth had been stolen, turned into diaper padding. Like some rapidly spreading disease, it quickly covered her face. Her hair had started to meld with her back and neck, it to just becoming plastic. "Bye, bye Pam-per!" Chris's eyes were fixated on Pam. The madness of this. To watch an entire woman turned into a human-size diaper right before his fucking eyes. He remembered how Moriah referred to him as a baby. He knew he was next. Moriah was going to do something to him. She wanted him in that crib. Pam's face was now completely soft quilted padding. She felt a pull on her neck sucking her into her chest and was popping out of the top of her head. Even her ears were gone, she couldn't hear anything and barely feel. Bunched up elastic popped out of her head and shoulders as her head was sucked into her giant padded body until she was no more. Moriah then took her index finger and dragged in across Pam's new diaper body. She started at where her head had once been and dragged in down her chest, in gliding across the soft padding. She knew Pam could feel it, her humanity was somewhat there, and she knew how she exactly felt about it. Chris had seen enough. He kept trying to move his feet, trying with all his physical strength to move them from the nursery carpet. Like a miracle, a small but monuments one, Chris moved his foot then another and stepped back to the door. Moriah was still focused on the giant diaper before her. He slowly opened the door with his back towards it and once it was wide enough to open he slipped out and ran. Moriah glanced over as he left and looked back at her victim. "Fold." Removing her finger from her poor victim. Chris moved down the hallway and closed 20 feet in a matter of seconds. She was at the door and desperately tried to turn the nob. Pulling and twisting with all his might to no avail. He then kicked at it only to fall on his ass. Pam was now fully a giant adult diaper, motionless on the warm carpet floor. Her arms then started folding over themselves and over her padded chest, the exact process happen with her legs. The massive diaper then folded itself in half, creating a sweet-smelling gust of air. The red lip mark then reappeared on the diaper clashing with the crisp white diaper that was once Pam. "Damn. Okay, Chris, you gotta get out of here!" Chris dashed to the nearest window and tried to pull it open. He pulled up on it with on his strength, but as the door, it was too no avail. It was unlocked, yet it was like the house wouldn't let him leave, or rather escape. "Fuck." Moriah smiled and placed a hand on the diaper and rubbed the soft crinkly plastic. "Almost there. Now just shrink up to the proper size." Chris wasn't going to let himself get caught. He didn't have a plan, but he had a will. That gun of Pam's would be useful right now. Chris ran into the kitchen and grabbed a knife out of a knife block. He wasn't going to face her, he'd play it smart and hide. Chris moved fast and ran upstairs, hoping he can possibly find a way out from there. Moriah watched as the large diaper started to shrink, losing mass right before her eyes. She'd seen it all before, so many times she'd lost count. Maybe once she felt some form of pity for the victims, but now she could only smile with glee down at the diapers she made. Pam was no different. Moriah thought she was giving her a better way out. Instead of dying on the streets from a client or drugs, she just became a cute diaper instead. Moriah grabbed the folded diaper and brought it to her nose. She took a whiff of its sweet scent. "Mmmmm. I can't wait to tape you on my little cutie." Then Moriah spoke up. "Baby! Where are you? It's time to get you diapered up!" She said in a warm, sultry, and inviting tone. She exited the nursery and slowly checked the downstairs humming a tune. Chris heard her and even a part of him wanted to walk to her or yell his location, he knew better. Whatever this woman could do, it was obviously magic. Something that couldn't exist, shouldn't exist, but it did. Science was turned on its head and a woman was turned into a giant diaper before his eyes. He just wished he could have saved her. But he was scared something would happen to him. Still humming, Moriah started walking up the steps of her house. Her heels clicking across the floor making each step sound more and more ominous. Chris slowly crept across the floor, entering the farthest room down the hallway. It was a bedroom, Moriah's bedroom. So much girly stuff he wanted to barf if it wasn't time to be serious. He turned around to exit but the heard her reach the top floor. "Baby! Are you up here? Is this hide and seek? I love playing these childish games. I guess you really want to be my little! I was getting worried." She said as she opens the nearby door leading into a storage closet. "Not in there...to bad you can't hide from me." She then laughed like she already had checkmated him. Chris moved quietly and went under Moriah's bed, slowly his breath and hoping she wouldn't find him. And if she did, she'd get a deep gash for it. He felt shame for being scared of this woman, but after what she did he'd be crazy not to try and kill her. Moriah checked each room and until she got to her own cracked open. "Hmmm. In here? I don't think I left my door open." Moriah entered the room, the diaper in hand. "Chris baby, where are you?" She walked past the bed the one she sought was under and to the closet. She opened it and yelled, "Got ya!" She founding that wasn't already there. It was a walk-in closet but she knew Chris didn't hide there. She looked around her room and then focused on her bed. Moriah walked over to her bed. "I just can't find him." Moriah said in defeat and the plopped her ass on the bed. "I just wonder where your hiding." Chris laid on his stomach as she attempted to hide from Moriah. He tensed up as she sat on her bed just above him. He looked over to see two white heels and two brown calves. He thought of attacking her this way, but he didn't want to hurt her. Not unless he was forced too. If he attacked her, what's stopping her from calling the cops. In the nursery downstairs a single bottle of baby power flew off the shelf and rolled out of the nursery. It was in no rush. Simply rolling down the hall. "Yes, Pam?" Chris hears her say over sudden crinkling. "What do you mean I'm not trying hard enough." Chris then wonders what going on. Was this woman talking to Pam? But she turned her into a diaper. Was she still there! "I know you wanna get worn and get wet but I just can't find baby." Chris shook his head, no way that was Pam's desires. "Check under the bed! I haven't thought of that!" Chris quickly crawled from out under the bed with his back turned from Moriah. "Got you!" He heard her shout as a hand grabbed his shoulder and Pam's diapered form is shoved into his face from behind form off Moriah's bed. He took a big breath before breaking free. He turned and slashed at her with the knife. Moriah didn't flinch as it came in contact with her face and turned into a gray plastic toy knife. She hopped off the bed with a smile. "Babies always want to play, at least let me get you dressed first." She said as she got close, backing Chris into a wall. "You smelt that diaper? It smells so great, doesn't it? Don't you want to smell nice? Be all cute? Once you're in a diaper you'll be the cutest thing ever, well even cuter than you are already." She giggled before grabbing at Chris's belt. The pulled at it with glee. Her touch caused the belt to unbuckle and it was pulled from out his belts loops. His pants then dropped and Moriah bent down and helped his feet out of them. Chris had a chance to stop her, but the scent of that diaper, it left him compliant. But he knew what was happening. "Out those feet go, won't be wearing these anytime soon." She tossed them beside the belt. She then looked at his underwear with a simper and slipped a finger in the elastic of his underwear. "This isn't right! Babies wear diapers, not..." She pulls on it and flicks it. " big boy undies. Chris was kinda freaking out. On one hand, a woman had her's inches his member. On the other hand, he was facing a woman who could alter reality at the tip on her fingers. He then felt a finger inserted back over his waistband and pulled his undies down and had him step out of them. She held them up and close to Chris's face. "No more of these. For now on..." She dropped them on the pants and held the diaper with both hands and squeezing it. "Diapers. Fluffy, thick, absorbent diapers. The cutest thing I can think of for you to wear!" In the nursery, a bottle of powder feel off the shelf and then started to roll across the carpet and out the nursery. Chris wanted to scream. He couldn't, he was helpless. He wanted to run. He wasn't her baby. Her diaper-wearing plaything. He started to shake and tried to move, escape like before. Chris quickly broke free and moved from for the door. Moriah grabbed him by his torso before he got anywhere and slammed him on her bed. It was soft, he wasn't hurt, but Moriah wanted to show she was in charge. He wasn't getting out of this. "You were going to leave without even giving your diaper a try? That's rude, imagine how hurt your pamper is." She pouted as she held up the folded diaper that was once Pam. "You're a monster!" You're just a cruel monster." He screamed at her. "I don't want to wear her." The baby powder rolled down the hall and to a sharp turn and hit the bottom of the stairs. It rolled back slightly and jumped on the first foot of the stair. It continued doing so, climbing the steps at a steady pace. Chris called her a monster. Called her cruel. Begged to not get diapered with Pam. Moriah loved being damned and for her baby's begging. Him not wanting it. Cursing her. It all made her want to diaper him more. To see him diapered up and all hers. Moriah unfolded the diaper open and let it hang open in Chris's face. She then picked at the large thick diaper. "It has nice elastic leak guards to keep the pee-pees you'll be doing from spilling out." She cooed as she picked at them with her nails. It was reminiscent of back when Pam was being transformed into a diaper, now she couldn't yell for help, or anything really. Chris's beautiful tormentor than ran her fingers on quilted padding. "And its so absorbent. You can fill it all you want...and you will fill this diaper." Moriah finished showing off the complete diaper and was ready to tape it on. The baby powder finally reached upstairs and rolled down the hall. It stopped in front of Moriah's bedroom and rolled inside across the carpet. Moriah proceeded to slide the diaper under his ass, but Chris tried to struggle. "Stop this little boy, if you won't wear this Pamper I got here, I'll have you meet the same fate as Pam." Moriah threatened as she lost her smile. Chris stopped his struggling and accepted his fate for now. "That's a good baby," she said with her smile returning. Moriah finished sliding the white thick crinkly diaper under her baby. She reached out her hand and the baby powder jumped into her hand. "Just in time." Chris's captor cooed as she gently applied the sweet-scented powder. Chris felt the cool powder on his skin and the soft pamper under his bottom. It felt so good, so comfy, so warm from what was left of Pam's body heat. "I can see it on your cute little face. You like that the powdering and the diaper right?" Moriah asked knowing what he was feeling." Chris blushed and turned away only to cause Moriah to giggle. "It's okay." She grabbed what was once Pam's head and brought it slowly over Chris's crouch. "Babies love diapers. It's only natural." She said as she reached and grabbed the large sticky tab that use to be an arm. She pulled the tape free and then repeated it on the other side. Moriah pressed down on the front of the diaper and down on Chris's crouch. With her the other hand, she fastens the sticky tap on the left to the head of the diaper. She then did the right side, biting her lip as she did with a smile. The diaper was snuggly taped on to Chris's waist, and he wanted to moan in pleasure at it feeling. The soft warm padding caressing his bottom and groin. Moriah stood up and looked at Chris is a proud smile. "How does that feel baby?" She asked knowing he was enjoying his padded prison, even if he didn't want to. Chris looked at her and blushed again. "I...I..." It was so warm and comfy, like a cloud hugging him. He was loving it. He felt free, protected, and loved. "I hate it...just take her off." Chris said unable to look Moriah in the eyes. He felt conflicted. Moriah rolled her eyes and lean into Chris's face, showing off the cleavage of her big brown breast. "Chris, don't be ashamed." Moriah poked his dry white diaper. "You like it on you. You like her on you. Pamper is warm and comfy, and I bet Pamper likes hugging you too." She then kissed him on his cheek. Chris touched his cheek thinking did she put that terrible spell on him? "Come on baby, let's go back down to your nursery." She then grabbed him by his diapered butt and wrapped her other arm around his back. She lifted Chris like a baby, and with a humming song with ease carried the adult out the room and down the steps. Chris was feeling even more insulted. He could feel her hand under his rear, squeezing the thick padding regularly. Moriah carried the diapered man into the large adult nursery. "Now you're gonna crawl for now on unless I say otherwise." She set him down and instantly he fell down to his knees and catching the rest of his weight with his arms. He was shocked, it wasn't even like he meant to do it, he just felt his legs complying with Moriah's order. "What is going on!" Chris finally shouted! "I can't wrap my head around this. Who are you? Why are you doing this? Making me some adult baby for your pleasure and turning some poor woman in a diaper!" Moriah wipes the hair out her face and kneels down to get eye level with her captive diapered boy. "I'm Momma, Momma Moriah and I thought you were just the cutest thing I've seen. So that's when I decided I just had to have you." Moriah then licked her lips. "And dressing you up like a baby is just even more fun. I got onesies and other clothing for you to dress up in. And then babies need their diapers to keep them dry or you'll just wet yourself." Moriah then touched Chris's diaper and drags two nails down the front. She then tapped on the diaper with them before speaking, moving closer to her baby's ear. "Beautiful women, cute innocent girls, they make some good diapers." Moriah then rubbed the diaper that had once been Pam. "But trashy hookers work well enough I guess." Chris looked on at her in amazement. This woman was out of her mind. He looked over at the diapers and simply thought how many? "You sick fuc-" Chris felt her hand quickly slap him across the face. "Ouch! Wha-" Moriah covered his mouth with her hand and squeezed his cheeks hard. "Curse words aren't what cute babies say. Its a real turn off to be honest. Do that too much and..." She squeezed the diaper with her other hand. "Crinkle crinkle. I want a cute baby, not some sailor kay?" She let his cheeks go. "But why make people into...diapers. How many have you killed? Moriah giggled. "Where to start with that one. I did just tell you why silly but maybe I can go in-depth. I like watching them crinkle and shift. Them freaking out as their limbs and body change before their eyes as they see themselves bleach and puff up. It's glorious, watching terrified crying girls freaking out as their end draws near and are replaced with my pampers." Moriah than looked over at the few diapers stacked under the changing table and gave that toothy grin again. "Just like those diapers over there. I'm getting hot just remembering this college girl I turned years ago. A Chinese national studying her, so trusting and so cute. She like Pam received my deep red kiss, as did any pamper with my lips on them. They were all once-" "Human!" Chris shouted in disgust! Moriah clicked her tongue to signal he had the correct answer. "And a couple of guys who pissed me off or bored me. Not like I can tell the difference. To be honest, I can't even keep count of how many pampers I made. It's like asking how many times you masturbated when you were twelve, get it? "Moriah...how can you live with your self when your killing people." Moriah rolled her eyes. "Boy, you will address me as Mom, Mommy, or if you wanna butter me up, Momma. "Momma.." He said begrudgingly. "Why?" Moriah smiled and tugged on the back of his diaper before she stood up. "I'm not really killing someone if they're turned into a diaper." Can't kill a diaper after all." Moriah than walked over to the closet door and pulled it wide open. She pulled out a onesie and showed it to Chris. "Like the color?" "What is that baby blue?" Chris said knowing he'd be wearing it. "Periwinkle actually my dear." She said correcting him. "Baby blue." He restated. Moriah giggled. She walked over to him and looked down on him with a smile that said she was in control. "Baby blue for a baby. Fitting now lift those arms up so I can slide this on." Chris crossed his arms and looked at her. He wanted to cover up and recover his dignity but he wouldn't let her do it. "I'll do it." Moriah's smile left her face and hung the onesie on the crib's railing and got on the floor. "You just don't get it. You a baby, my baby to do with as I please. I've been nice, but I can be mean." Moriah didn't seem threatening, but she was clearly annoyed. She was like a mother tired of a child's tantrum. She grabbed Chris by his arm and with a yank pulled him over to him and on to her lap. She placed a hand on his back and another hand on his diapered butt. He tried to struggle but she was plainly stronger than him. "Stop moving." She said sternly with a smack on the ass. The pain caused Chris to yelp. "Poor baby." She said with another smack on his diapered bottom once again causing him to wince in pain. She placed her hand on it and screwed it. "I get to feel that soft diaper I put you in while you take the sting of this beating. it's so smooth." She lifted her hand up again and struck it a few more times. Chris gritted his teeth, each strike from Moriah's hand felt like she was striking his bare bottom. He took it like a champ, barely moving and sucking up the pain. "All this because someone was so desperate to be a big boy, even though their a baby, and forgot their manners." She said as she leaned into his ear. "Now if the baby wants to put on their own onesie then fine...just say please." "Please! Please, Momma, Stop!" He cried. Fighting tears from flowing from his eyes. Moriah let go of her hold on Chris and he fell on the floor. He glanced up at her and quickly adverts his eyes. He felt embarrassed, and to be cowed in such away. Again, she made him feel so little. "Momma, can I please-" "Nope." She grabbed the onesie off the crib railing and began sliding it over his head. It was quick, Chris going along with it made so much easier. Moriah kneeled down and started doing the onesie's small little clamps. Chris didn't fight it. "Much better." She said as she looked him in the eyes. "No tears...hmm. A little soldier I got." She mentions. After getting dressed Moriah and her unwilling baby made their way into the kitchen. The kitchen was fairly simple but most distinguishing was the high chair sitting at the table. "Can I..." Chris said before Moriah stared at him. A sultry smile and lear that said 'No way in hell diaper butt.' She helped Chris into his highchair and she walked over to the cabinet. Moriah returned with a spoon, baby food, and a bib. Moriah took great pleasure in wrapping a bib around Chris's neck. "Now I going to let you feed yourself. Just don't mess up okay? Than Momma going to have to take over and you don't want that." "Not really." He responded as Moriah set the jar of food in front of him. It was rather large, big enough for an adult. "Is that apple sauce." Chris grunted and began to eat the apple sauce with Moriah standing close by. Chris tried to guide the food to his mouth but he ran into a couple of problems. The spoons weight was off, it was far too heavy for its size with weight being focused on the front end. It caused the food to fall from the spoon and smear his face, some landing on the bib. "Nope." In an instant he found his spoon taken from out his hands and being feed by Moriah. A smug smirk on her lips. "Can't let you do anything can I?" She said with satisfaction in seeing him fail. "Now open up." She cooed. Chris ate, he wanted to get this over with. The apple sauce was rather delicious to be honest. Maybe it was humiliating, but it was decent food. He was still a little tipsy, hopefully, if he sobers up completely he could get free. Then again that seemed unlikely. It might be best if he just played her game and waited for his chance to escape. Chris finished eating and was released from high chair prison. "What now." He asked while on his knees in front of his captor. "Well, I think I'm going to lat you to be and hopefully see how you treat that plain little pamper of yours." Moriah's smug smile still on her face. "Than I can get you a better diaper. Nice and fresh." Chris's stomach turned. Moriah than left the kitchen beckoning him with a finger. "Come." He followed her back to the nursery. She walked up the crib and lowered the railing of the prison. "Come on sweetie." Chris rolled his eyes and slowly crawled closer to her. "Do I really have to?" "I told you didn't I? I want that pampered butt in this crib. So we can fight about it and I drop your butt in here or you get to put yourself in. Take back a little pride." Chris crawled up to the crib and climbed into his baby prison. He felt a hand on his bottom as if Moriah was helping him in. He then watched it was as the railing was raised up and he was left trapped inside. He could try and claim out when Moriah left but he knew it would fail end in failure. Moriah stood above him with her arms resting on Chris's crib. "You know baby...I really do like you." She reached down and stroked Chris's face. "You're absolutely the cutest baby ever. And when you make that diaper sopping wet baby, you'll be even cuter." Moriah smiled sweetly, she meant what she said. The deviant woman grabbed him by the chin and pulled him close and planted a fat kiss on his cheek. "All mine." She said in a sultry tone. She then walked over to a drawer and pulled out a pacifier and walked back over to her baby. She placed it into her mouth and gave him another kiss. "Night." Moriah than left the nursery, turning off the light on the way out. The only light Chris had was the one from the nightlight plugged in the wall. The longer Chris laid, the more tired her became. His cot was soft and comfy. His diaper had a greater level of comfort like a thick cloud was hugging him tightly. He was actually relaxing believe it or not. He slowly drifted off to sleep. Chris found himself in a house. The walls cracked and on a sofa. He was sitting necked in front of a TV. At his side was Pam. She was naked as well. They both faced the static TV. Chris looked around to see nothing but pizza boxes and needles scattered across the floor. "What the hell is this." Pam looked back at Chris and smiled. "This is...was my life. It wasn't the best. Sucking dick. Fucking. All for just a little change. All just to burn it to get high." A tear ran down her face. "But then...I met Moriah." She smiled. Pam stood up. Her arms had turned into flaps just like before. "Moriah than gave me a release. That sweet release." Her torso had been reduced to padding in a blink of an eye. Her breast turned to padding and shrunk down almost instantly. "Being a diaper...It's so fun!" She said with an almost psychotic grin. Her back then bent along with her head until her face was forced to look downwards. "Chris...you don't know how good it is to be a pamper. To have your body shifted from flesh to soft rich padding." Pam's legs buckled and turned into flaps. She fell to the ground into a heap and turned over. She still had a smile on her face. "You're a diaper! That doesn't scare you? Are you fucking crazy? I'd rather be a human than a fucking diaper!" Chris stood up in a fit of rage. He almost kicked her. "So? I was a fucking whore! A worthless whore. Now I have a purpose. I get to tapped around your bottom and pumped full of piss and shit!" Her voice was raspy but she still seemed so content. This wasn't the Pam he knew. She was afraid before but now she was in ecstasy. "This isn't you!" "No this is me." She smiled boldly. She was shrinking. Her legs had disappeared and split. From the bottom down she looked like a diaper. She started crawling towards Chris. "Diaper. I'm a diaper. I'm nothing but that and I love it." Her face was turning into padding along with her neck. "I love Moriah and thank her for this gift." Pam jumped at Chris's torso, pushing him down and quickly tapping herself on. He was diapered again, yet he could still hear Pam. "Don't I fell great! You know I do." had being a diaper done this to her? Or was this truly how she felt? Chris tried to stand. As soon as she got around his waist, she felt the strength of his muscles deteriorate. He spread his legs out to keep his balance. "Damnit." He grabbed at Pam. "Get off me!" "Nope! That would mean I'm not being a good diaper and going against my beautiful mistress!" Chris fought and fought with it but Pam couldn't be removed. Chris fell to the floor. His legs were weak and tired. "Stop this Pam. I feel it. I have to pee bad. I've held it but I just can't." He told her thinking that would make her change her warped mind. "Do it. I've told you I'm a diaper. Wet me. Use me. Throw me away. I must taste your piss. I bet its divine. Once I'm full, Mistress Moriah can just roll my worthless padding up and drop me in the pail where I belong!" Chris gave finally gave in. He just couldn't anymore. He let lose into the thick padding that was Pam the diaper. She soaked it up as she slightly sagged and plastic crinkly skin went taut. Pam was happy. The bitter salty taste was orgasmic. Sweet without being sweet. The scent was overpowering, and only heightening the pathetic diaper's euphoria. The warmth almost covered her entire body. "Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!" The diaper screamed in delight. Chris felt the warmth of his diaper around his waist. He hated it but a part of him liked it. All of it. The wetting. The warmth. The diaper. And at the same time as Pam, Chris thought of being changed by Moriah. The wet mess being stripped away and balled up all to just be thrown out. Chris awoke from the dream. He felt his diaper around his waist. It was wet and pissy. What had happened in his dream had happened to him. It was wet and only a little cool, leaning more on the warmer side. His heart was racing. In the dream he liked it. He fucking liked it! He thought of Pam and looked down at his pamper covered in the onesie. It was really wet. He really did that to Pam! He was worried about it. Was she really enjoying being treated like that? Was she even still there now? Chris couldn't get the dream out his head. It was so fucked up and depraved. Only something that woman could think up, it could be that. Sadly he knew he liked it and how wrong and twisted that was. He felt like inch by inch he was coming over to Mamma's side. He fea1red becoming a happy and willing partner in her sick sexual fantasy. Chris laid back in his crib, mind racing as he repeatedly thought of his dream and his entire situation. He couldn't tell the time, but it was still dark out. He was scared to close his eyes and fall asleep, he feared to repeat that disgusting nightmare again. After awhile Chris started to doze off and was back to sleep. The nursery door swung open and the beautiful woman holding Chris captive in a crib walked in. She was wearing sunglasses, a white tank top, blue denim jacket, similar pants, and heels. Moriah walked over to the closet and pulled a blue bag out of it. It had some items in it, baby powder, wipes, and other supplies for changing diapers along with some snacks. She then pulled out a white shirt and blue shortalls with an image of stars at the center. It wasn't something Chris would think looked good, unfortunate for him, Moriah thought it was cute. With the bag over her shoulder, Moriah walked over to her captive and softly shook him awake. "Wake up baby." She said sweetly. Chris yawned awake and opened his eyes to the smiling witch leaning over the crib. For an instant, he thought she was gorgeous, but then remembered what she'd done to him. "You." he said coldly. "Baby! Morning! Time to get up." Moriah lowered the crib door and sat beside him as he laid in the crib. "Stay right there." Moriah's hands moved over Chris's diapered crotch and felt it. She then slid her fingers into his diaper and smiled at Chris. The then opened the onesies buttons with a swift movement and started poking at the sodden white diaper. "You're Wet." Chris glared at her. "Yeah...and?" "You wet your diaper." She said as she slid a little closer to Chris and leaned in. She placed her hand on the diaper and gripped it. "How did it feel? Wetting your little diaper?" Chris blushed as he grew more irritated. "Disgusting! I'm sitting in cold piss." "Than how about I change you real quick into a fresh one, hmm?" She proposed. "No! You can't! Don't do that to Pam!" Moriah laughed. "Pam's a diaper. And your diaper probably likes being pissed in. Whatever is left of that slut. Just imagine how good it feels for her when you piss into that thirsty padding? How good it feels for you to just use her up? How helpless you are but how much more powerful you in comparison to her?" She leaned closer to him and grab the pacifier beside him. "What are you talking about. There is nothing good about this." He continued to blush as she hit the nail on the mark. He felt the rubber nipple on his lips and didn't fight as she slid it in. He started sucking as Moriah held it in place for a moment. Moriah smiled. "We can keep that little diaper on, for now, it's still fine for now I guess. We can change it while we're out, I'm sure you have more to do in it Baby.
  3. i've come to see myself as a D list horror writer of ABDL stories. I'm cool with that.

  4. I was thinking of adding something her again and see if it catches interest. This story is not for the faint of heart. It a dark story of magic, unfair ending, diapers and one evil woman with a fetish. If you like Long-Rifles content then maybe you'll enjoy this. Olivia and Lexus, two friends who did everything together. They'd even lay in the bottom of a waste receptacle too. But I'm getting ahead of myself. Olivia and Lexus walked into the home of their boss Tangent. These girls were in their last years of community college. Tangent had hired the two to babysit for her. The two girls were confused about why two were needed. When Olivia got the offer from Tangent and how Tangent desperately needed two sitters she naturally signed Lexus up. Lexus, always being the more brash and paranoid counter to Olivia's Gentle and trusting nature. It wasn't like Olivia didn't know Tangent, they'd run together at the local track in the area. She'd always be there before Lexus, no matter how early she was. Even at 5 am in the morning, Tangent was there. Tangent soon accused Lexus of stalking her. They worked it out a formed a simple friendship. Tangent would talk about her Supermodel career, Kids and her college days, and the stuff she got up to. She even mentioned how she and her friends would practice magic and summoning demons. In her own words. "It's all bullshit." Tangent would even mention how hard it was to find a babysitter since they'd never came back to babysit. "My darlings are just too much to handle." "Nonsense." Said the ever-helpful Olivia. "I've babysat many kids. I'll win them over. I always come out on top." Olivia responded. "Aww. I love that confidence. But still, I'd feel like I'm setting you up to get...shit on? Whatever you kids say nowadays. You'd be better of with backup. I'd feel more comfortable." Tangent told the young student. "Hmm. Well if I must, I know a girl." As Olivia pondered it. She realized Lexus makes a great bad cop. "So the pay?" "Oh I forgot to mention, it's about 600$ to watch them all day." Tangent said cooly. "Hope that's enough." "DAMN RIGHT IT IS!" Olivia shouted with excitement. 300$ just to watch some kids. This lady was loaded she thought. The next day Olivia had talked Lexus into coming with her. Plus Lexus had a car and walking out to the woods countryside was far too dangerous in her mind. Olivia was excited to make so extra cash, yet Olivia was still hesitant to actually go. "Olivia, this just smells fishy. Some supermodel offers you a 300$ to babysit and you don't ask questions. Do you even know what mag she models for?" "Hmm, some Latin America one. She's really big there she says. Never saw a picture but she's super hot so I'd believe it. Don't look at me like that. She's hot. Especially for 34. Got you beat for sure." Olivia felt a punch in the arm. "Stop playing. It's strange is all. Just be ready to end up some sex toy of hers. Hopefully, she'll keep us as one whole piece instead of chopping us up into pieces. Nah, gotta chop us up to better hide the bodies. No open casket for us." Lexus morbidly joked as they pulled up the Tangent's home. It was definitely a pristine place. Freshly trimmed grass, large house, white fence around the property that was high enough to keep prying eyes out. There was even a pond out back with geese floating on the pond. "A pond. Perfect body dumping place Olivia." Lexus joked again. "You don't stop do you," Olivia responded as they pulled in and jumped out of the car. "No, I don't. At this exact moment, we're walking to our deaths. The tragic murders of Olivia Swine and Alexandra Moonshire." Lexus said with a grin. She was the type to wear funeral attire to a regular event. She wanted to work as a detective one day. "Oh, so that's what I'm plotting to do you." A voice that would only be familiar to Olivia said from above. "Hola Miss. Tangent! Sorry for my friend. She's a horror movie freak." Olivia said covering for her friend. "It's fine. I love a good horror. Even more when I'm doing the scarring." Tangent said with a grin. "Doors unlocked. I'll be down shortly. I'm changing some diapers. Take a seat in the living room. I made some milk and cookies." The girls walked inside. "Gotta say, Olivia. She is really hot." Olivia said with a whisper. "Maybe so off her good looks will rub off on you." She laughed. She felt a pinch on her buttcheek. "Pervert!" Lexus yelped. "So they're still in diapers. Hope you know how to change one." Olivia said as they walked into the living room with a grin knowing her friend hated diapers. "Yuck. Nope. Gotta say no on that one chef." Olivia and Lexus sat down on the sofa and saw the freshly baked cookies and a cold pitcher of milk on the coffee table. It was like Tangent had just sat them down. They then heard the sound of heels clicking against the wooden steps. In the room came Tangent clad in black. Tight black shirt with sleeves and a v-neck where her perky breast stuck out. Her tight leather skirt gleamed from the light. Her ass looked great in them and her black leather boots reached up to her gorgeous thighs. "Girls. I'm so happy you came. I was getting worried." Tangent was wearing black gloves a choker around her neck. "I love your sense of fashion. It screams boss bitch. I love it." Lexus said with a smile. This lady looked cool. She was in love, platonic of course. "I love yours too. Black is always a good choice. And that beautiful blonde hair. Like gold. A catch like Olivia 'otta have some cute friends." Tangent commented. "Thanks." Olivia responded. "So where are the kids." "They're sleeping. Let's just talk. Enjoy some of these delicious cookies." Tangent grabbed a cookie and started to eat it. Seeing Tangent eat on gave Lexus the courage to try one herself. Olivia followed suit and ate the cookies and milk. They talked and talked until they heard the wailing of what sound like a child or more like an imitation. "Oh, the babies are getting restless. They're probably tired of waiting for their new diapers." Tangent stood up and pointed at the ceiling. "See there's a camera watching us. Say hello to our viewers at home." "What! We didn't consent to that." Lexus responded. "Yeah Miss. Tangent you could at least said something." Olivia looked at the camera and waved nervously. "Consent? I grab them by the pussy." Tangent laughed. "You see, I think your buddy Lexus was on the right track. I want to turn you cute girls and into my toys. Promise you'll look a lot better when I'm done with you." "Fuck that!" Lexus screamed. "I'll beat your ass." That's when Lexus felt it. In the pits in her stomach. The insides of her stomach were changing. Her organ turning into absorbent layers. It felt strange. Tickling her organs. Like she had the butterfly. She felt something cotton-like forming. "Did you poison the food?" Lexus was feeling weak. Olivia felt the same thing. Weakness was taking over her body. The feeling of cotton building up. "Miss. Tangent, what's going on?" The tickling was strong. To Olivia. It felt good. Really good. "My magic potion won't work on a witch. One worth her salt anyway. But enough about me. I want to tell you about your wonderful future as stars in my stream and videos." Tangent told them with an evil grin. "I'll make so much money off you two girls." "You're trying to whore us out! I'm not going to be some sex slave." Lexus shouted as she started to stand back up. She quickly collapsed but she kept trying to stand. "Lexus dear, you're all mine now. I'll do whatever I like with you. Don't fret, you'll enjoy your new position in life. You won't even mind it at all after a while. Hahaha." The witch laughed. She seemed to had made some kind of joke. Lexus felt the change spreading throughout her body. The strong tingling was getting stronger. Her torso started to thin, rapidly and turning to cotton. She then felt her torso starting to expand She felt her arms becoming heavy and even more strength slipping away. Her hands and wrist turning pink and her finger started to meld together as the tingling grew worse. Her arms started to thin and become bright pink. Her legs were no exception. The same process took her legs and she fell to the floor. Lexus turned her head and looked towards her friend Olivia. "Olivia!" She said in shock at what she saw. Olivia had gone under the same horrific changes and then some. Olivia's stomach was swollen with padding. Her large breast were mounds of padding themselves. The quilted layer on top of her looked very familiar to Lexus. Olivia's legs were in a permanent split and flat. They were stretching out further and fusing with the rest of her body. Her legs were becoming thin wings. There were sold thick solid lines of blue and green down and across the wings. The same could be said for her arms who were also wings. Her hands vanished completely. These thin flaps of papery plastic didn't even have an inch of thickness. Olivia seemed to be riving in pain. She was practically shaking. Yet Olivia was moaning in a more pleasant way. She had her clothes tight around her distorted mostly white body. Olivia turned over and looked at her friend. In her mouth was stuffing. Cotton-like and stringy from the looks of it. Her hair had receded into her disfigured body. Her cheeks were red and her eyes only said sorry. Tangent walked up to Olivia and squatted down. Her black hair hung at her breast and her thighs were close together. "Hiya, how's the whole transformation thing going. Let me guess. Ain't have bad, is it? I mean becoming something cute and soft. My kids are going to love you." Tangent suddenly snickered. She then grabbed Olivia's fat cheeks that had puffed up with cotton and forced Olivia to meet her eyes with Tangent. Olivia wanted to cry. She had been tricked and betrayed. She wished she could tell Lexus what was happening. What this evil woman was turning them into. Then again, maybe Lexus was better off not knowing. Looking into the eyes of this traitorous woman, she only saw delight and dark satisfaction. The tickling deep inside her was the only thing keeping her from falling into the abyss. The feel of her body. The clothes were pressed up against her puffy giant body. She wishes she could cum, to relieve the tension that continued to build up in her padding. She knew it was wrong, but couldn't resist. She knew what she was and the idea of her face made her even hornier. Olivia felt an almost claw-like hand grasp her breast and squeezed it. She moaned through her padding. By that time her face was covered in padding or rather it was. She had stopped breathing long ago but she no longer needed to even breathe. Tangent smiled at her prey. She liked touching them. Feeling how much they've changed. The quality quilted padding below her fingertips. Oh, how she spoiled her little ones. Turning foolish and beautiful young women into spongy waste receptacles was another bonus entirely. As Tangent felt up the diaper, the facial features started to vanish. The puffed-up belly starts to contract as if it was exhaling. Like the oxygen that was in Olivia's body had finally escaped. Olivia shrunk as Tangent and her friend were forced to watch. A look of horror on Lexus's beautiful soft white face. Olivia felt herself shrinking away. The feeling of moving across the floor was causing her even more unrest. Why was being this so fucking good she thought. She felt leak guards popping up as if they almost forgot themselves. She welcomed the sudden pleasure. Olivia soon shrunk down into something that could never be considered a human. "Olivia..." A raspy voice said trying to shout. Tangent simply pulled away from the tacky clothing her opinion away and off of the garment on the floor. She then grabbed the soft thing by what was once ahead and lifted it up in all of its glory. A diaper. Olivia was turned into a fucking diaper. Not just any diaper. A big one. Oddly it was more fitting for a baby, but these adult diapers were sized for an adult for sure. It is motionless in the hands of Tangent. The question simply remained. Was Olivia dead? "What...have...you done..." Lexus wasn't looking too much better. Speaking was almost nearly impossible. Her arms and legs had become wings themselves. She had become mostly pink. Breather had become laborious, all she smelt something similar to strawberries but artificial. "Turned her into a diaper. What does it look like I did to her?" Tangent rebutted smugly. "I see you're still changing. You should have turned before Olivia here." Tangent made the diaper crinkle in her hand a little bit, just for emphasis and because she enjoyed it. "That look on your face...Lexus. That's it. It's telling. Your friend is still there. I can feel her. She taking stock of her new form. She's a smart one. She knew what she was becoming. A diaper. And so will you Lexus." Her words stung deep. A diaper. Lexus never wanted to come to this place let alone become some fucking diaper. "I'm..." She tried to say but her lungs had been devoured by the cotton within her. She was angry. She didn't want to turn into such a thing. The idea of being used revolted her beyond measure. Even if the tingling felt good, or how the idea of wet padding was making her horny, she resisted it. She knew it was wrong and forced it down. It slowed the transformation but couldn't stop it. Her stomach and tits were expanding. They were mounds of padding. Her arms and legs were the wings of a diaper. She was bright, cute, and pink. Her padding was quilted and the leak guards were popping out of her. She bit her lip so hard in anger she drew blood. It didn't matter. The blood was sucked up and dissolved. Her lip healed and the transformation started to seal her lips. "Harming yourself? The potion is like a virus. This hungry virus wants to survive and keep its host alive. I could shoot you and burn you. It won't stop. You're virtually immortal." Tangent explained putting her hand on her hips. Olivia had folded up, probably meaning the transformation truly completed. "But can try speeding up? Babies need diapers." Lexus looked at Tangent with hate. Pure burning hate. Hate you'd use to warm you at night. He that lights the home ablaze. The hate to burn bones to ash. That's what Lexus felt. And she couldn't do anything but turn into a diaper. Her hair had fused with her. Her face was white and quilted. Her facial features and dimples were still there. Her mounds of padding she would call her tits and stomach had started to shrink. Exhaling just like Olivia. Her eyes wanted to close. Keeping the open was burning her eyes. They were drying up. Lexus held firm. She continued to defy the magical potion that affected them. "Defiant little diaper hmm. You're never turning back. You're going to become a diaper. You're going to stay that way...for...ever. You'll be nothing but a diaper. My little girl is going to love you. You're so cute." Talking down to the diaper was stimulating her. Her fan also loved how she denigrated her victims. Breaking them in so many ways. "Say something. You can't speak? Padding got your tongue?" The witch was feigning sympathy. "Looking at me. Torturing yourself. Why make it more difficult. You're not going to die. Ha ha ha." Her laugh also made Lexus padding crawl. Eyes burning. Lexus's entire body was tingling with repressed pleasure. She felt the floor tremble with her step. The woman in black took the diaper that was once Olivia and licked the slick plastic shell with her long tongue. "Delicious." Rage. Hate. Watching how Tangent uses her friend in her taunt. Her eyes started to shut. Her hate wasn't able to stave the virus off. They shut tight and vanished into the padding. Not even dimples were left. She felt her pink leak guards popping free. Her padding had finally stopped deflating and was now about an inch thick. Lexus then began to shrink just like Olivia, except she was somewhat smaller in the end. She folded up and was a pink rectangle on the floor. She even had little stencils of flowers near the leg cuffs. Lexus felt a hand grab her and lift her up. She was squeezing tight repeatedly. Tangent held the two fresh diapers up at the camera with an evil grin. "I hope you enjoyed the show. But the fun is just beginning." She rubbed the edges of the two diapers together. Tingles by the millions happed when the two diaper girls' plastic shells touched. Tangent then rubbed the diapers close to her chest with a grin. "Can't wait to peel them open." She brought the girls up to her nose and inhaled their new diaper scents. One Strawberry, and Lavender. "Oh god, I love watching them changing these little sluts into diapers. Their permanent new lives as diapers. Yup, these diapers are for my babies. Let's go get these two diapers on some behinds shall we." Tangent walked out of her living room and up the steps. The diapers swing back and forth in her hands. The soft whores weren't able to communicate. Olivia was still relaxing. Calm and patiently waiting for her fate. Lexus was upset. Angry at how things were going. She wanted to be turned back. Tangent walked into the nursery which had two big lights lighting the room and another camera set up. In the room were two adults playing patty cake and wearing two soiled diapers. Both far too old and a boy and a girl. "Mommy!" The two said in unison. Tangent smiled with delight. She's made sure her babies show her the love she deserved. These two children as she saw it had both been successful adults. Tangent took a liking to Julia and months later, she took Conner, Julia's boyfriend when he came looking for her. She enjoyed forcing them to act like clueless infants. Then it was the diapers, tapping them into her special little diapers. The look on their faces when they wear them. They can feel the difference. "Now on the changing tables babies. It's time to remove those soiled diapers. I got fresher diapers right here." She watched as they did what she said immediately. They climbed up on the padded tables and Tangent was setting the diapers close by. Olivia near Conner and Lexus near Julia. She had the wipes and powder set up as she usually dead. She started by peeling Conner's soiled diaper off. It was a messy one and was quickly thrown away. She started cleaning him up with swiftness and was powdering his bum. She then grabbed Olivia and started to unfold her body. "Have fun diaper." Olivia felt herself being undone. Unfolded from the confined boring rectangle she had been. She wanted to get to work and be worn. She then felt herself being slid under and all the weight come down on her face and part of her chest. She then felt what was once her lower torso and vagina press against large genitalia. She was a diaper so why was she being...she was an adult diaper! Olivia started to really tingle again. She was getting put on an adult. Now she didn't need to feel guilt, she could really enjoy being worn by a man. This was gonna be better than sex. Olivia thought of the idea of being used and abuse. The thought even caused even Olivia's inanimate diaper form to tremble and tingle with anticipation. Tangent felt the diaper tremble and could read the diaper's thoughts like an open book. She took satisfaction in the situation. Olivia wasn't trying to fight, she barely did in the beginning and now she was all hers. Tangent could only imagine how she'd react to her wish to be soiled. Tangent yanked on what used to be armed and use the tapes to secure the diaper tight around Conner. Olivia smiled inside being secured. The pulling of her arms and the movement of the legs of her big baby she was worn by. Now all she had to do is wait. She would hold on tight and see what this big boy was packing for her. Tangent then began to care for and clean her up. Another messy diaper being traded out of a fresher one. Lexus felt herself being unfolded. She was cramp stuck like that but she knew why such a thing would happen. "FUCK! TURN ME BACK!" She yelled in her mind. Like she was ignored, Lexus felt the weight of someone coming down on her. Tangent was then yanking and securing Lexus to Julia, another thick diaper to be used. Lexus felt her legs being tucked just above her face and her arms being secured to her butt. Lexus thought about her positioning and the likely fact she'd be messed on by this woman. The ass she was wrapped around wasn't some child but some damn fetish freak. The contortion and stretching of her plastic body were uncomfortable. "Perfect. My babies are in their most adorable diapees yet." Tangent then turned to the camera. "Two best friends become two of the best diapers. I've outdone myself today." She turned back to her children. Tangent's arrogant smile was always on display. "Now show me those diaper butts." The babies did as they were told and flipped over. They felt one feminine hand clasp their behinds each. She squeezed them and slapped them. "Soft and cute." Her voice sounded like sweet syrup. "I just love seeing these diaper butts. You two just fill these whores out so well. I know you feel them. That warmth. You two are probably a little aroused." She slapped their butts. "Go ahead, get on that play mat, and go wild. Hump to your heart content." She pointed at the playmat on the floor. The two jumped at the chance. It's been long, so damn long since they got close to each other. They tried to remove the diapers, and the magic made sure that wasn't happening. On top of that, Tangent saw that and smacked their butts again. "I said hump. Do it now before I change my mind." The Adult Babies were on each other. Their diapered groins bumping and rubbing against each other. Julia was on the mat and Conner was on top. Missionary, but they weren't trying to please Tangent or her viewers. As the diapers collided, the two started to form a link. They felt the electricity shooting through their soft squishy diaper bodies. When the two were rubbing, Lexus heard a moan in her mind. She felt her dear friend pounding and rubbing against her. "Olivia! Olivia! Can you hear me?" Lexus shouted out. "Yes, I can! Lexus, I'm so happy to know you're here. I was a little worried. I feared you'd be put on the self or something. I can't have you miss out." Olivia said not thinking whatever she said was wrong. "Miss out? Olivia! We are being used as fucking sex toys. I can feel his dick and this chick is wet as fuck. She's leaking into me...I don't like it. I don't want to like it." Olivia heard her friend and a part of her understood. That part however was getting smaller and smaller. The growing diaper that she was couldn't understand its fellow diaper's plight. "But it feels good. Right? Them wearing us and humping with us on. I'm jealous you're starting to get a little wet. How does pussy juice feel? I know you taste it." "Shut up Olivia! What the hell are you talking about." Lexus cried. "This isn't us. We're women. Not fucking diapers." "Sure don't feel like a woman. I feel soft, contorted, squishy, and every sensation feels like heaven. The idea of getting used and wet. We're babysitters. Let's do our best. Whatever she was paying us, we're getting way more. Be grateful diaper." Olivia said to her friend. "No. I'm not! This isn't you! Fight it Ol-" Lexus felt what was like an eruption of ooze that spilled onto her padding and the rhythmical action of grinding slowed to a halt. She felt her body dragging it in. "WHAT THE FUCK!" The worse was how it felt to drink it in. The taste and warmth. She tried not to think about it. Olivia was happy. Ecstatic as she felt her wearer release his load on her padding. It was right over where her vagina use to be. It was all working out perfectly. Olivia wanted to thank him and Tangent, but as a diaper that was impossible. She hoped they all knew she was grateful. "Ha ha ha ha! Enough darlings. You had you feel. Such a beautiful show of love." She walked over to Conner and pulled him off Julia. "Those diapers need more than grown-up messes. They need baby messes too." They knew what that meant. "Now play. I'll be back in a couple of hours to check on these precious little things you cuties got on. Play until I return and just relax." Tangent left the room and the two were left alone. The two played in silence, except for a radio that played an infantile melody. It made them relax and forget. Forget about the situation they were in. They simply played. Conner and Julia had no issue relieving themselves. Within the first hour, they caused the two former women to became wet and taut as they filled up. Lexus hated feeling her body warm, the vibrating of pee hitting her padded body. She cried out in rage. She couldn't talk to Olivia, but she figured she'd be cumming 10x over if she could. "Why is it so bitter!" It was strangely sweet to her but she refused to admit it. Olivia loved the warmth that seeped into her padding and was dragged down to her core. Her body gently sagging from the first pee had been orgasmic. She was grateful for using her. "Thank you. So delicious. I'm all yours baby." Olivia didn't even remember she was human. As time passed the diapers grew more wet and saggy. Lexus was starting to resist mind-altering and the tingles were becoming less and less effective. "I'm winning. If I just focus. I can overcome these freaks and turn back to normal probably." Olivia on the other hand was on cloud 9. She was content, beyond anything, she wished she could go even higher. Olivia's sense of self had mostly evaporated and what was left circled around the idea of being a diaper. "I'm diaper. I'm wet. Need more. SO good being diaper." Tangent had entered the room. She checked on each of them. She pulled back Julia's diaper and stuck her finger in the leg cuffs. "Sure she loving that accident huh?" She then went to Conner and did the same. "Wet butts. Good babies. But those diapers aren't what I'd call messy. Our fans want to see you two really soil those diapers. And you know that. On the couch babies. The naughty little rears in the air too." The two did as they were told and the woman in black walked over to the propped-up wet butts. She grabbed the diapers and gave them quick smacks. "Yes. I can feel it. One of them is almost gone." Tangent leaned her arm on Conners diaper rear and looks at Julia's diapered butt. She grabbed at it and squished it between her thumb and index finger. Pinching the wet pink diaper was similar to if she was pinch Lexus's cheek. "Lexus. I know you can hear me. And only me. You're friend...she ain't much for a meaningful convo...she's barely hanging on by a thread." Tangent thought it was funny. A woman's mind is reduced to a state to fit their new body. "Lexus, will you end up like her? I think so." Lexus heard what Tangent said. Her taunting was getting to her easily. "Fuck you. I'm going to turn back and kill you. Whatever you did to Olivia, I'll make you fix it." "Fix it? There's nothing to fix. You're a diaper. So cute too. You're perfect as a diaper. You're never turning back. You'll never taste anything but urine and mess. You'll only feel the warmth of your foul dirty present that babies make in you. Lexus, you're a diaper. You're NOTHING." Tangent words struck like a hammer on hot iron. Degrading her and put Lexus farther down in a hole with only her anger to keep her company. But she had misery accompanying her too. That's when she felt the gust of hot smelly gas hit her padded face. "Disgusting!" More gas followed. Olivia was being given the same treatment. She was in a euphoric state and her thoughts only consisted of happy thoughts. Not the human happy thoughts, the depraves and twisted ones of a human turned pamper. Soon Olivia felt it. It was pushing into her and dropping a disgusting mess into her body. The warmth and strong pleasant taste were amazing. Olivia moaned as his contents spilled onto her. "Yes. Good. Happy. Fill me." She thought in pure pleasure. As the mess continued to spill over her and corrupt what was left of her humanity. Part of her knew this was wrong, the small dying part of her was snuffed out by one final push from Conner into Olivia. She screamed in her mind before it became a moan. Her thoughts slowly faded and cease into simple waves of contentedness and happiness. Tangent placed a hand on the used diaper and smeared it with an evil grin. "Good baby. That's how we treat those diapers." She cackled and place a hand on the Lexus diaper and felt a bump push into her palm and her smile grew wider. "I can feel it, Julia. Keep going. I think she'll like that." Lexus felt the balls depositing into her. The mess wasn't firm but not liquid. Lexus shuddered and gagged at the disgusting taste in her mind. It tasted bottle and like bile. The chunky mess spilled out into her and began to stain her helpless body. The scent was just god awful as you'd imagine and the hat for Tangent and the freak wearing her was just as bad. Lexus felt a woman's hand smearing the mess that was safely inside her. The claw-like nails being dragged across her plastic shell. She was drooping low as the hot mess burnt her. The diaper felt very little pleasure as it faded away. Lexus hate had defeated this magic...yet she was still just some diaper, a dirty one. "Fuck. I can't stand this. Help me! Someone save me." "You could have saved yourself...be like Olivia. Practically mindless and joyful. I was wrong about you. A little dirty diapee like you were made of stronger stuff than your friend. Maybe you could have become a witch...to bad that's out of the question now. You're probably going to be like this forever. I mean maybe after 200 years or so you'll finally be gone...maybe." Lexus couldn't believe what she was hearing. 200 years...as this thing! As something full of human waste. She couldn't believe it. She wanted to disappear. To vanish. To die. Yet she knew she'd be completely intact...mentally at least. "Well, I better change those butts. Silly babes made such a mess. I might let you sit in it for a little. Rub it in for those diapees real quick." She cackled like a cartoon witch. Tangent pilled the diapers off her babies about 15 minutes later. Olivia didn't care when she was pulled away and had her body rolled up into a ball of waste. Olivia didn't care one bit. The diaper was happy and joyous. Lexus knew where she was going. When she was untapped and pulled away she only grew more miserable. She hated the feeling of Tangent's hands rolling her disgusting body up. Her hands were being used to tape the dirty diaper tight and securing the filth for decades to come. "No. Not fair. I'm not some diaper. I'm Lexus Moonshire...I'm a woman." Tangent walked over to the diaper pail. Switching her ass in the black leather skirt. The diapers were still warm and in her gloved hands. She lifted one of her legs and placed her stiletto on the paddle. It caused the lid to open revealing soiled diapers resting in their wearings mess and Tangent could only smile at them. She then dropped Lexus down on the diapers. The falling was quick but traumatic. Plopping down on the used diapers below, their plastic touching hers. "No. No. No. No. No." She repeatedly thought to herself. She then felt another diaper plop down on her. Far warmer and equally revolting. She hated the fact it was her best friend. "Olivia! Olivia! Please answer me! Someone answer me!" If Olivia was there, she wasn't in any mood or state of mind to reply. The other diapers were the same. Lexus wonder if those below her were even human once. Lexus felt disgusting diaper after disgusting diapers plop down. She was cold and used and the pail was close to being thrown out and a new liner being placed inside. Tangent came into the nursery to do just that. Stiletto on the peddle and the used diapers being hoisted up out the can and being escorted out the nursery and down the steps. Lexus felt herself being swung back in forth. "Tangent! Don't do this. You can fix me. I'll do anything. Praise Satan. You're glorious. Your power is great. Please, just make me human. I want to be someone. I wanted to be a fashion designer!" Tangent heard it but ignored the pleas. The begging was fucking turn-on and added to the idea of tossing her out to the curve, especially knowing Lexus still had a mind. So rare. So hot. Tangent was out the door and dropping her victims into the trash can. In the hot trashcan, she warmed up as the sun beat down on her. Eventually, the trash collectors would come and she'd be sent to some landfill. "No. No. I don't want to be fucking diaper." Tangent recorded throwing the diapers out on her phone. She'd add that on to the messy clip she took from the live stream. The dark web had plenty of people into this. She cut the live stream up into clips and make even more money by selling them off. She named the clips creative names such as "Messy and Helpless Girls" "Dirty Pair" "Babysitters Getting Changed" "Mommy Masturbates To Dirty Girls" and "Babies Playing in and using Babysitters." Life was great for Tangent. As Tangent finished releasing her videos, she heard a knocking at her front door. She smiled and licked her chops. More toys to play with. She promised a pack of college girls some money if they cleaned her house. Too bad for them, a woman named Kayla ordered a pack of college girls to be shipped to her house and for the event to be filmed solely for them. Tangent really did love her job. Being your own boss was the best.
  5. He almost fell to the ground but was pushed close against the wall. Her body penning him. He could feel her skin warming from the fresh blood that filled her veins. She whispered into his ears. "Oh baby, you just did it for me. Can't believe they'd bring a helpless child to a fight. Guess I'll have to take care of you. Better get you washed. I got so much blood on you. And you pissed yourself too." She shook her head and clicked her tongue. yet firm English accent. No. Something closer to Irish. The man shivered as he felt her warm body up against his bareback. Her wavy red hair hung in his face as she places her arms around his chest and her chin on his head. Her perky breast was on his neck. His heart was racing. Pounding like a relentless debt collector. Like he was in the paw of a lioness toying with her prey. "Are you cold darling? You've been shivering ever since I brought you inside. You should be all warm after our bath. It was a little messy out there, and all that rain. At least most of it will be washed away. It's pouring heavy tonight." The man felt her weight on him. He was boxed in from all sides by the soft and pale creature. Her questions were farcical in nature. Asked if he was cold knowing full well that wasn't the reason he was shaking. What she did outside to his partners. Why he was pissing the thing she strapped to him. "Still you're silent." She said softly as she pulls off him and rubs her hands on his back. "Bruises and scars. How could someone be so ruff with a fragile thing?" She kisses his bruises from the other day's hunt. "No more boo-boos for now on. I'll keep you out of harm's way." Part of him was furious as he was afraid. He'd watch her take down two of his fellow hunters. Their blood spilled from their necks before they could fire a bullet or stake her in the heart. Two far more experience than a rookie with a year of hunting under his belt. She laughed as she killed them and proceeded to attack him next. Grabbing him by his neck and squeezing it with her delicate pale hand with strength far unexpected for a woman, let alone most men. Her speed left him little time to react and his grip left little air to breathe as he was slammed against the wall. She only relented with she heard him beg and the tears falling down his cheeks. To add to his embarrassment, he soiled his pants in the fear he couldn't suppress. This wasn't some basic creature, no foolish goblin or brain rotted zombie. She smelt the scent of urine and her eyes widened and her grip released. He almost fell to the ground but was pushed close against the wall. Her body penning him. He could feel her skin warming from the fresh blood that filled her veins. She whispered into his ears. "Oh baby, you just did it for me. Can't believe they'd bring a helpless child to a fight. Guess I'll have to take care of you. Better get you washed. I got so much blood on you. And you pissed yourself too." She shook her head and clicked her tounge. She pulled and pushed him into her domain. She slapped his ass every time he tried to resist.She escorted him to the bathroom and made him watch as she prepared him a bath and undressed him herself. She then did the same for herself, tossing her blood-soaked clothes to the floor. They bathed together, the fighting he did had long ceased as she smacked and pinch his butt into submission. He felt like some child, which was what was intended. She teased him and mocked him with baby words. He remembered her saying this. "You can't even wash your crack right. Such a mess. No wonder you wet your knickers and pants. Boys like you need something more practical. Nappies." He didn't understand what that meant at the time. He glanced back at her when he had the courage. Emerald green eyes, rich red hair, and dark lipstick against her pale white skin. Her beauty was similar to that of a statue made from marble. Her eyes were another story. Stunning emeralds drew him in. All she did was smile back. Still, he knew this was just a monster in the form of a gorgeous woman. She continued to clean him until she was satisfied. She then began on herself. The water grew murky with red blood. The blood of the men he'd considered allies in this war of the unnatural. They stepped out of the bath and she dried him off with a towel and then herself. Once the creature finished cleaning herself off and attempt to tickle her captive to laugh a little...it worked. They finished and she escorted him to her room. He thought it was over for him but he found this torture and embarrassment would continue. She stepped ahead of him yet held his hand firmly. She opened the white-painted door and kept her eyes locked with his. "You are going to love this." She pulled him inside and what he saw made him want to scratch his head. There was not a single window in the room. It was large and white. Where the wall and ceiling met there was some sort of tapestry along each wall. Safari print with the letter of the alphabet correlating with an animal. The room had a white crib with a mobile above and a changing table next to it with multiple stacks of diapers and other changing supplies. A blue toy chest off to the side. The carpet was clean and soft and the air was sweet like baby powder. Opposite of the baby stuff was a king-size bed with blue sheets and pillows. Complete with nightstands and an old lamp. One thing about the baby stuff that bothered him was its size. So big. Even the diapers. He could easily fit in the diapers and cribs. That's when the hunter's eyes grew larger and the emerald-eyed creature laughed and pulled her prey deeper inside. He wasn't going to be killed like the others, she had other plans. She took the naked man to the changing table. "Upon the table love. Mommy wants to get this over with." She waited for him to move. "Now!" She raised her voice. The hunter heard the creature raise her voice as she remained in eye contact. He started to move, part of him felt as if he was in a trance. Was it fear, some spell of magic, hypnotism, or just him not being an idiot? Whatever it was, he was laying on the soft padding of the table and having his butt tickled. "Good boy. Might as well just lay down and let me help you. Pissing yourself out there just shows you aren't nearly ready to do big boy things like killing what goes bump in the night." She was then applying lotion on his bottom and humming a tune. Mary had a little lamb. "Help me out and keep those legs up. Gonna have to shave those tomorrow. A little too hairy, but not too much muscle either, just a boy." She said picking at the hunter's confidence. "It'll be gone eventually. The muscle. I'll fatten you up just a little. And those muscles will eventually fade away." He watch as she reached under the table and grabbed something. She kept eye contact and her wicked smile. She pulled up a bottle of baby powder and went back down for something else. "Like wearing clouds darling. So soft and comfy." She pulled out a giant diaper with the designs of jungle animals covering its white background. "Nappies are so cute." The hunter couldn't look away from her. Even as she focused on the diaper. Her eyes then glance back and him as she started powdering his butt and proceeded to unfold the embarrassing thing with her hands. Her smile grew wider. She saw the pain on his face and reveled in it. "Don't make that face. My babies wear nappies because they need nappies. You pissed yourself. I had to bath you myself and you had crumbs in your crack. You can't even wipe correctly." She slides the unfolded diaper under his waiting bottom. "Bring those legs down." The hunter wanted to die. His eyes started to get teary but he didn't let a single tear fall down. She fixed the positioning of the diaper with her pale hands and then slide her hand down his legs. Leaving trails of powder on them. "Before I tape this well-earned nappy on your little butt, I want you to say it for me." He looked at her in confusion. "Say what?" Her green eyes lit up. "Are you my little baby boy?" Her dark lips smiled from ear to ear. "My helpless little boy." He hesitated. She wanted him to debase himself a tad bit more. She smacked the side of his leg. It stung him. "Tell me! You are my little baby boy! Tell Mommy what she wants to hear." He never thought a creature would be telling him this. "I'm your baby boy." He said flatly. He felt another smack on his ass now. "Why?" "Mean it. More pride in it. Louder. You are Mommy's helpless baby boy. Say it." She wanted to hear it again. It made her tingle. She was putting the fresh blood to work. This made her feel truly alive again. "I'm your helpless baby boy, Mommy." He said louder and prouder. Well not actually prouder. The opposite actually. He felt another smack. "I"m your little helpless baby boy. I need you, Mommy." "You're not a man. Not some hunter. Just a baby. A baby in need of his nappy. Tell me, baby. Ask me to put it on you. Make it sound good too. Or else." She flashed her fangs and her green eyes squinted with authority. He did so quickly. "Mommy. Please put my diaper on. Please, I need it." She looked at him and he knew it wasn't enough. "I'm just a baby. I need a nappy. I can't hold it, Mommy. I'm..." Damnit. A tear was rolling down his cheek. "I'm not a man. I'm a baby. A baby. Mommy please, put a nappy on me before I have an accident." "Of course cutie. No need to beg." She quickly began tapping the diaper on and had it tightly wrapped around his waist. "Precious little boy. Feels like a cloud doesn't it?" The diaper felt comfortable. The thickness of it made him feel like he was wearing a pillow. Soft and comfy like the creature said. He didn't respond to her. He didn't want to satisfy this bastard again. She'd probably enjoy hearing him confirm what she said before. This woman was into a sweet form of domination. A maternal one. Where she's needed and is in control. She helped the hunter off the table and had him standing in a juvenile diaper as she caressed it with her hands. "You won't be using the bathroom again, except for baths and brushing your teeth. For now on, when you gotta go potty..." She squeezed the diaper and placed a hand upon his shoulder. "You'll go in here." She tapped on the safari diaper with her finger. "Your nappy." She said soft and sensually. She then had him sit on the floor and she walked over to the toy chest that was in the corner. The pale naked creature bent over and unlocked the chest. Soon she was tossing toys his way. Toys from now to a 100 years ago. The older ones were in amazing condition. She turned around and gave him an order. "Play." The hunter did as he was told, but he wasn't in the slightest enjoying it. It was mostly baby toys and dolls made from fabric and stuff with cotton. Wooden block and some modern toys that made noises and flashed colors. His captor watched and smiled. She eventually went to the closet and began to dress herself. She now wore red leggings and a tan bra. Nothing else, she didn't need to cover up much around her baby. She then was hovering over the man and the curious thought of how he tasted entered her mind. She was then pricking him with her fangs and the hunter was pissing himself in fear leading to the start of this story. This was how this hunter found himself dress like some baby. "Now your all wet. Tell me, does having a wet nappy feel nice? It's still warm, baby." She moved her fingers up and down the wet portion of the diaper. "Being Lady Seymour's child is a pleasure. I'm very sweet to my babies. Even the unhappy ones change their minds after a while." She whispered softly in his ear and a kiss on his cheek. The hunter couldn't deny it. She was enchanting. He turned his head to look her in the eyes, those rich green emeralds that he couldn't look away from. Those grinning black lips and beautiful face. Her silky soft words were seductive. She made being her pet sound right. Her baby. The hunter needed to remember. To resist the mesmerism she had slowly placed him under. He felt a hand caress his face and a kiss on his cheek. "Now I'll go fetch you a bottle. Be good." She stood up and exited the room. The hunter wanted to stand up and search the room. But she told him to play. To be good. He didn't want to upset her. He knew he wasn't supposed to be standing up or searching for something to kill her. The hunter starts to look around. The lack of windows was smart. She must be in this room a lot. Not like the bed was an obvious clue. He expected a coffin. One hunter told a story of how they caught his cousin Elvis, yup that Elvis, in his coffin, and ended the fat Hawaiian virgin blood-drinking bastard. NOW THAT'S WHAT A HUNTER DOES. Fighting the mesmerism. He reminded himself what he was. Not some pet or baby for some pervert of a creature with some age play fetish. He had studied for this. He'll bide his time and wait for the chance to stake her overconfident ass in her dark evil heart. One of the rattles. Keep one of them hidden and sharp. Not as effective as blessed wood but enough force can do the trick. At the very least she'd kill him. The creature returned 15 minutes later with a baby bottle in hand. Far larger and more juvenile images on it. "A warm bottle to calm your nerves." She crouched down and offered the Hunter his drink. He grabbed it and examined it. Warm white milk from what he could tell. He then saw pale fingers snapping in his face. "Don't look at it like that. I wouldn't give you anything that would cause you harm. Drink up. You need it. Don't be so nervous." She ordered with her stern motherly tone. Trying to avoid eye contact with the creature forcing him to play baby; he lifted the bottle's nipple into his mouth with both hands and suckled. His new Mommy grinned with delight and moved in closer. She planted a wet kiss on his cheek and sucked her teeth. "You are so cute sucking on that bottle. Who'd let you ever be a Hunter? You are much more suited for nappies and acting as you really are, a baby." She said teasing her new baby/pet. She began to play with your hair. "We are going to have so much fun together." She pulled on the Hunter hair and made him look at her. He refused, as it would as looking into Medusa's evil gaze. Luckily it wasn't as lethal, but becoming her thrall might be worse. He felt the urge to obey. The image of her pale marble beauty, deep red hair, and emerald eyes. It made the blood rush into the spot. The creature was annoyed. He wouldn't meet her eyes. She grabbed his chin as he drank the bottle. He was going strong. At least he was drinking it. "Is there something wrong. Look me in the eyes and tell Mommy." She jerked his head directly facing hers and got as close as she needed. The Hunter tried not to look at her. Yet he couldn't resist and choose to simply close them shut. Nice and tight. He felt the grip on his chin grow tighter. "You little brat. Am I not worthy of your gaze anymore? Let alone your words. Such ungratefulness is not going to be tolerated. Spanking for you!" She exclaimed as she stood up. "Wait." The Hunter said removing the rubble nipple from his mouth. "I just have something in my eye?" He came up with a quick and lousy excuse." She shook her head with an incredulous look on her face. She removed her wavy red hair from her face. She noticed her baby still wasn't looking her in the eyes. She could tell. She had learned to notice a lifetime ago. She was hiding it. His little resistance was turning her on. It felt better when she had fresh blood running in her veins. It filled her with life, and made her really want to do something 'fun' for her. "You're going to lie to me? You're only going to speak when you're going to get some discipline?" "No. It's not like that." It totally was like that. "It just. You're intimidating. And pretty. I just feel awkward looking like this." His little compliment made her heart flutter. Still, he was going to get it, and no amount of honey could change it. She did love the compliments. "Awkward? Intimidating?" She asked. She shook her head in disapproval and clicked her teeth. "Me having to put you back in baby pants? I'm not the one who can't hold it. Or beg for mercy." She reminded him. "Get over to that bed. I think we should lay down the ground rules." She said pointing towards it. He looked at her and then the bed. Her face may have looked displeased but he could see the delight in her eyes. "I didn't mean it like that Mommy. I've just never met a woman like you." "You're still talking and not crawling?" He lowered his head and crawled over to the bed across the room. His Mommy looks on at his diaper butt and grins. "That looks right for some discipline." She walked over to the bed after he had climbed onto it. She had reached into her nightstands shelf and pulled out a paddle. Made of wood and image of bats going down the flat paddle. She sat down next to him and place an arm around his shoulder like she would a pal. With swiftness, she had thrown the grown adult over her lap. She tapped his padded butt with the paddles and stroked his head. "Say you deserve this spanking." The Hunter, if he is worthy of such a title, looked peeved. The amount of humiliation this bitch had put him through. He had to kill her. He needed to. He then felt a hand under his chin and an iron grip squeezing his cheeks. "Cat got your tounge darling? Say it, or I got worse in store for you." Her stern motherly look had made him smaller inside. "I deserve a spanking." He did as she ordered and told her the words that made her tingle with delight. "That wasn't good enough. I didn't hear my name. You said it earlier when you were all scared." She said with a grin and a spank. "I'll pull down this nappy and leave you purple. Now say it again...correctly!" She raised her voice as she hit his padded butt again. "Mommy, I deserve a spanking. I need a spanking, Mommy." The pale creature cooed and stroke the young man's head. Her baby's head. "Please spank me, Mommy Seymour." She leaned into his ear and whispered to him. "Brats like you need to be put in your place. And in your nappies too." That was when the creature started to dole out her punishment. The sound of the wooden paddle smacks and striking wet padding. It stung his ass like splash into a pull from high up the wrong way. A sharp pain spread across his butt as he kicked and bucked in her lap. Her supernatural strength kept him from escaping and his actions only delighted her more and cause him more pain. "A brat. First, you beg me for your punishment and then you act like this. What am I going to do with you?" The pale creature asked rhetorically. She then moved the brat around in her lap to place on leg over his legs. She grabbed his hair and continued her spanking. "Try to struggle now. Can't? Mommy's too strong for the silly baby isn't she?" The paddling was continuing. He wanted it to cease. The entire dilemma he was stuck in. As she punished him he could only imagine piercing her heart with a sharp rattle through the mounds of fat on her chest. It continued for about another 50 or more spanks until she suddenly stopped. The baby had shed a few tears in that time and pleads for mercy. She was wiping them away with her thumbs. "I'm done. I think you had enough. Just remember. Mommy will do it again when you try to be a bad baby." Her condescending tone was had made worse of how her hands were now patting the diaper. "You know what will make your cry baby \butt cute as hell. A dummy." She released him from her clenched legs snd tugged him farther into the bed. She then reached into her nightstand and pulled out another cute little item. It was a pacifier. It was purple and the shield was shaped like a bat's wing. It was cringy. The irony was a thing the creature found amusing. It even had a yellow string to make it a necklace. The hunter sat in a wet diaper on the bed as she removed the cap off it and brought it up to the Hunter's lips. "When you don't want to speak. You're gonna be sucking and chewing on this." She said sternly. The Hunter tried not to look her in her hypnotic emerald eyes. She grabbed by his chin and forced him to look at her. She was then on top of him and pinned him to the bed with her hand and weight. She didn't blink and only starred at him. Her stoic face started to grin. He'd had peed himself again. Some during the spanking and more just now. "Mesmerism is such an effective power. Just because you know you are under my little spell doesn't change anything. Now suck on this Dummy. Then I'm going to get that nasty butt of yours cleaned up." The Hunter started to open his mouth as she slowly and surely slid the dummy into his mouth. He did have lucidity. He wouldn't become her thrall. What she calls her baby. "Why am I your baby?" He asked as his mouth closed down on rubber. She smiled with excitement when he asked that. "Why? I told you." She enjoyed playing with him. She then saw the look in his eyes. He wanted to know. Why this. Why did she do this? She left her finger in the pacifier's ring. "Suck it. And I'll give you a better answer." The hunter did so with her pale finger there. Back and forth his suckled on the rubber nipple. She smirked and shook her head with approval. "Come to your changing table. I'll explain. I promise." She removed her finger and moved towards the table. The Hunter followed behind...on his hands and knees. The creature lift the big baby up and gently laid him on the table. She placed her pale fingers on the tapes of the diaper. "You soaked it quicker than expected. Just a natural baby huh? You'll be messing too. This little kink of mine goes all the way." The Hunter's heart dropped. "Shwit muself?" "Don't use that word. Don't make me spank you again." She threatens again nonchalantly. She began to remove the tapes. They crinkled and ripped as one tap after another was removed. "Nappies are just so perfect for domination." The nature of her kind. Domination. It was what they loved. They only bow when forced most of the time and love to bend others to their will. The pale creature was simply getting off to this. BDSM is considered normal for bloodsuckers. This however was out of the norm. She pulled down the diaper and was reach below for the supplies. She grabbed powder and along with it ointment. The Hunter had looked up at her when she first put him on the table. The Emeralds had caught him again. Her enchanting wicked smile and beautiful pale features. For a moment, maybe staying with her wasn't so bad. She grabbed the cool wipes and started cleaning him. Similar to how she washed him. She hummed a tone that soothed the both of them. As stern as she could be. This creature was gentle like dotting Mother. "Treating someone like this. As my baby, it just hits on the right buttons. Age play you'd call it. But it's better when you force it down someone's throat like a stream of warm milk." She giggled. "What better fate than that? Others are into much darker things. I just want to care for you. Make you love me." She clean his front and then slid it down and up his butt. She enjoyed humiliation too. All of it. What continued to excite her was when he would start to like it. Giggle and appreciate it. Now that would be the most gratifying. The creature then lifted his legs and pulled the wet diaper out from under him. She quickly rolled it up and tossed it in a nearby diaper pail. The creature reached down below the Hunter's view and came up with more diapers. Two this time. One with Baby written on it in blocks and another one with blue space theme diaper. "Pick which one you want Love." It didn't matter. He'd be wearing diapers no matter what. "The blew won." He said through his pacifier. It was better than to baby one but not by much. "Cute choice." She thought of putting him in the white one. Then again, the blue one wasn't a step up. "It's a good nappy. Very adorable. Space aliens and adorable planets. Just imaging your big nappy butt is turning me on even more." The Hunter watched the pale woman unfold the thick blue diaper and slide it under his butt. The smirk is ever-present. Her green eyes kept her pacifier sucking victim entranced. Something about her made him want her to please her. Why would he want to please her? To gain her trust? He wasn't sure. She grabbed the ointment and spread it over his bum. She hummed her tune as she babied him into her arms. Domination isn't always barbed. It can be gentle and sweeter than sugar. Perfect for keeping babies as babies. After applying the rash ointment she did a layover of lotion on his nether areas. She even took time to tickle his bottom. "Now time to powder you up and get that nappy on. Pissy pants." She grabbed the powder and covered him in it and rubbed the lavender-scented powder in. "So adorable. So helpless. Precious." Soon The Hunter found the diaper being tapped on nice and tight. She pulled the tapes on his crotch firmly on each side. She patted his diaper and squeezed it. "Squishy little sponge. Nappies are so your thing." she teased again. The Hunter felt the softness on the clean dry diaper around him. Part of him knew he didn't need it. Yet another made him feel safe. It was only made better by the presence of the creature...woman who changed him. "Come on baby. Come close and wrap those legs around Mommy. I'm strong enough to carry you. I can bounce you in my lap later if you want. I will actually." She told him in the sweetest tone. The Hunter panicked. He wanted that. He wanted that. It made him excited down there. To be in her lap. He could just imagine how sick and weird it was. Fuck! He moved closer to her felt her arms come behind his butt and lifted him up. The Hunter wrapped his legs around the woman like a baby as she took him back to the bed and sat him down. She just stood over him looking sultry and smug. Her curly red hair on her face. "Even though you've been a brat. I think you deserve a treat. Two of them." She snickered. The undead creature had started to rub her busty breast and bounced them while they were still in her bra. "You hungry? Two fat tits all for you brat." She said in her teasing tone. She was even more confident now. "I'm still warm. But for how long? Better-" She unhooked her massive pale breast and let them hang. They looked soft and sweet. "-suck me up now. They're still full of freshness." The creature crawled onto the bed and tossed her bra on the floor. "What a little baby. You were all big and tough only a few hours ago? Stalking me through the night. Now, look where that got you. Not a bad situation, is it?" He was gently sucking on the woman's breast. He didn't think about the action and simply did it instinctually. The warm and honey-sweet milk traveled down his throat. He didn't even think of those whose blood warmed this woman. He looked up at her and into the emerald eyes. He felt a hand on his diapered butt and the smug yet gentle smile on the pale woman's lips. "That's right." He was gently sucking on the woman's breast. He didn't think about the action and simply did it instinctually. The warm and honey-sweet milk traveled down his throat. He didn't even think of those whose blood warmed this woman. He looked up at her and into the emerald eyes. He felt a hand on his diapered butt and the smug yet gentle smile on the pale woman's lips. "That's right." The hunter continued to drink her nectar. "Drink more. Faster. You're hungry." Her hand caress and spanked his diaper rear. "Drink it up." She stroked his head and bit her lip. She closed her eyes and exhales a moan. "Faster!" She moaned through clenched teeth. The suckling and pulling off her nipple. The noise of him slurping her up. She chuckled at the irony. It all egged her on. The diapers. The humiliation. The entire situation. His resistance to her will. It was all that she enjoyed. HER fantasy for more than a century. The hunter felt little in her grasp. So small and unable to stand up against her. As milk traveled down his throat as he heard her tell him to speed up. The smacking of his bum and being rocked in her laps. He drank as much and as fast as he could. He heard her moan and he knew he was pleasing her. Mommy. He did remember his plan. He wanted to attempt it. He didn't want to be some kink slave and become her thrall for the foreseeable future. Yet, he didn't want to leave her. To not see that beautiful smile and enchanting eyes, neither giving up the warm nectar from her amazing bosom. He wanted to be a baby. Her baby. That thought made him curl up in fear. He was really hers. Another side of him was happy about it. The rich milk made him feel drowsy. Elated and lightless. He felt such good things from her breast milk. All the troubles in life were numbed. He eventually switched tits as she feed him. It continued from the other. "This milk will keep you nice and full. And youthful. Not immortality, but better than growing old and decrepit. And most of all, you'll be addicted. Withdraws are a B I T C H." She said sounding quite satisfied. "Momma's baby boy." She leaned in closer. "Forever." The hunter shed some tears as he dug closer into the creature's bosom. He felt the comfort of her presence. The pat on his bum. Even in all this trouble, there was a comfort. Eventually, the stream came to an end. He belched as she shoved the pacifier back into his mouth. He began to feel the stress of the night melt away. He felt the effects of the milk still. He was feeling like a baby. He felt his Mommy pull him close and a pinch on his neck. It only lasted a few seconds. It didn't hurt. Whatever it was. Blood dripped down her lip and onto her chest. Just a drop. "I just needed a taste little one. You feed on me anyway, I think it was a fair exchange. She then licked the wound of the blood and kissed it. In a matter of seconds, it started to close into just marks. "Kisses make everything better." With a little fresh blood in her. The creature left the bed and scooped the hunter up. She felt his legs wrap around her and carried him to the crib on the other side of the room. "Time for bed. You got an adorable crib to sleep in." The hunter was laid in his crib like an unhatched egg. "Baby." She said gaining his attention. With a beautiful smile, she removed his pacifier pointed at the side of her cheek. "Give me a kiss. A little thank you for cleaning you up and setting you right." The regressed Hunter smiled and gave his new Mommy a big kiss on her cheek. She smiled widely and tittered at it. She took this chance to plant a kiss on the forehead. She laid him down and grabbed his blankets. She covered her new baby with the covers and tucked him in. She placed the pacifier back into her baby's mouth and loomed over him. She watched her newly enthralled baby fall asleep. She had a cute boy to play with. So much more fun they would have. There was more that needed to be broken and new habits ingrained into him. Such as learning to do all his messes in a diaper. She was feeling hungry again. She had dragged the two she feed on before into the living room and set them by the fire. To warm the lifeless fools up for her to feed. Hunters were always easy prey and the cutest toys.
  6. Good Kid? I'm an old man now. 24 is the new 48.

  7. We all could be underage. It is the internet.
  8. So writing a new story after a long time. "The Mother Force", Hope you guys like it. Just to give you idea of the seductive mommy think Kiara mia. Can't wait to finish this. Hope I won't get bored and stop working on it like my other unreleased story.

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  9. looking good emma

  10. Yeah! New Charger I can use my Laptop again!

  11. Mmm, Fried Chicken

    1. repetitivediaperwetter88

      repetitivediaperwetter88

      Fried Chicken and Franks Red Hot Sauce= an epic Combo! :)

    2. spoonchicken

      spoonchicken

      "chicken?!?!?" :o EAT ME! :P

  12. Oh you release another chapter...Must read.
  13. Wally was now in tears. "Mom, Why are you being so mean. What is wrong with you? My diaper is full, It stings now." He told her now trapped in a walker.
  14. I live! The true emperor, King, duck, lord, pharaoh and Ruler has returned because...he's Spider-Man.
  15. Did she just call him a bitch? That stung so much to Wally. Why would she say such a thing to her own son. He stomped on the floor like a upset child and did as he was told. He didn't want
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