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  1. Yeah, I tried that as well, but you might be more proficient with that. Thanks for your effort, at any rate!
  2. Hello, not sure whether this is the right place, but rather than opening up a new thread, I'll just post here. I'm not looking for a story, but for an old RP I did on here several years ago. Unfortunately, it's no longer on the boards and it hasn't been archived because it is too old, so I'm just hoping against hope that someone saved a copy of it for their private perusal. It was named "Pampered Pop Princess" and it revolved around a pop starlet being put into diapers against her will by her manager. If anyone happens to still have that RP saved away somewhere, I'd be so happy if you could send it to me!
  3. I'd be up for doing a roleplay. I've sent you a PM.
  4. I've read that roleplays that have been inactive for a year get deleted. Have they been archived somewhere? Is there any way to recover them?
  5. I'm looking for a story I read ages ago, but unfortunately I don't remember the title or author or even where I read it. It was about a young man who takes revenge on his two former babysitter for humiliating him by putting them in diapers. After he has trapped one of the girls, he makes her call over her friend and ties her up too. Later, he makes them wrestle to determine who gets to get out of their diaper - of course, he didn't specifiy for how long she would get out of her diaper, so even the winner is quickly rediapered again. Not much to go on, I know, but maybe someone has an idea?
  6. It might help if you give an idea of what kind of RP you're looking for. I am certainly a DL and not an AB, but I also tend to gravitate to rather specific types of RP, so it would give potential RP partners a much better understanding of whether you're looking for compatible things if you gave some broad information, such as whether you want to be the diaperer or the diaperee, whether you're looking for specific genders for the characters, whether the diapering should be consensual, reluctant or forced, and so on.
  7. I was sobbing quietly to myself, drooling in thick lines through my ring-gag as my kidnapper guided me back into the bedroom by my hair. My clean-shaven mons felt utterly naked and strangely uncomfortable with every step, but I was soon distracted by the big packages sitting on top of the bed. I frowned in fear, not realizing what it was but not expecting anything good. Only when my captor tossed me onto the bed and unfolded one of the items between my legs, giving me a good look at the soft hourglass shape, did I recognize it for what it was. A diaper! My eyes widened in horror at the discomforting sight. I had expected to get raped when I had been thrown onto the bed, but this was barely better! When I had tried out for the cheerleading squad as a sophomore, the team had forced me to wear diapers to school for a week. It had been the most degrading experience of my life, and I had immediately gotten rid of that hazing tradition once I had become team captain - but now it was clear that my bottom was destined for diapers again. Of course, back then it had been baby-diapers and they had been subtle enough, when all was said and done. The diaper my kidnapper was now rubbing against my tits and stomach was an actual adult-diaper, easily three times as thick and big enough to fit around my more grown-up, developed womanly backside. I started to scream and squirm with what little fight I had left in me right then, but my thrashing only allowed my kidnapper to easily push the unfolded padding underneath my bum. I shrieked when I felt the soft gauze underneath me and tried to lift up my bottom away from the padded monstrosity, but my captor pushed me back down, massaging my butt against the diaper by groping and guiding me by my naked crotch. He held me in place while his other hand reached for something behind his back. I froze when I saw him bring up a shiny white latex object. It was cone-shaped with a round base, not dissimal to the nuzzle he had shoved into my anus. I tried to scream again, but my momentary stillness had allowed him enough time to shove the plug into my mouth. He stirred it around in there with a grin, making me taste the rubber while lubricating it with my own saliva. I inhaled sharply when the item left my mouth, only to expell all the air in my lungs with the shriek of an impaled piglet as he pushed it slowly but unrelentingly into my puckered back-passage. I cried as I felt him wedge the butt-plug into place, then groaned in embarrassment and discomfort when I heard him rummage around down there and then felt the plug expand inside me. When his hand left my butt, the plug was firmly lodged in place, not to be removed unless it were to be deflated again. "I think this bitch was an anal virgin!", my captor said with sadistic glee to his wife. "Good thing we're here to fix that!" I sobbed at the verbal degradation, but was unable to resist as his hand left my mons only to return with moist lotion, lathering my entire nether region up as he turned my private area into my diaper area. He then spread powder all over my pussy, mons, between my ass-cheeks and onto the awaiting padding of the pampers. I had done enough babysitting to know that the lotion and powder were only necessary if the diaper was to be used, and cringed at the notion that I was to wet the pampers once they were wrapped around my nethers. I resolved right then that I wasn't going to degrade myself like that! Maybe I couldn't stop him from putting me in pampers, but I would not surrender control over my body so easily. Of course, that was the feeble resistance of a reculcitrant brat who knew in her heart that her volition might be irrelevant once nature came calling, but I couldn't admit that to myself. I yelped as my captor recaptured my intention by roughly lifting up my bottom to push two booster pads into place. I heard him speak to the woman again. "These are hardly thick enough. We're going to have to order some better pussy-padding!" "Good thing we cleaned out their bank accounts, then", she replied, while still manhandling my sister. "Yeah, these cunts would just have wasted their money on slutty dresses. Much better if we use it to keep them from pissing all over the floors. They were speaking as if we weren't there. It was clear that I was just an object right now. A puppet to be dressed up. And dress me up he did. He waited long enough for the woman to return with you in fresh bondage, just so that I could catch a good view of your utterly naked pussy while you were made to look at my plugged, oiled and powdered diaper area, but finally, my captor brought the ridiculously thick padding up against my puusy and mound, squeezing it tightly against me as he taped the diaper into place and completed my degradation.
  8. Within minutes, my tormentor had chained my ankles to the sides of the tub, spreading my legs and causing me to scream in fear, especially when he had brandished a pair of tailor's scissors and had started to shred through my uniform and thong, leaving me naked and exposed, hanging over the bathtub with my mons and bottom on full display.
  9. I felt the strangely soft packages dig into my back as well. Their texture felt odd, as if I could feel the contents separately, weird, tightly stacked sets of soft objects. There was an uncannily familiar smell inside the closet. It felt somehow... fresh. Fresh not in the sense of something alive, but something else. I couldn't quite place it, but nonetheless, the simple not-quite-recollection let a knot of dread form in my tummy. I looked over to you, not seeing you in the darkness but feeling your presence hearing your gentle sobs mix with my own whimpering, as our abductors left us to helplessly await our fate for a while.
  10. When we were dragged out of the van, my eyes widened in fear. I looked at you for comfort, but found you just as scared as I was. Not knowing what else to do, I started screaming for help, even though I knew it was pointless, even if I hadn't been gagged. "Shut it, bitch, or I'll give you something to scream about!", the man said roughly as he violently grabbed one of my perky breasts with his hand, squeezing it painfully. I whinced and gasped for air, but he did get me to stop my screaming, instead making me sob and beg as I tried to plead through release through my gag. Once more, I was ignored as he simply hurled me over his shoulder and carried me towards the house.
  11. "You must have whored out your cunts for a lot of poundings to get this much cash!", I heard the man jeer as he cupped a feel of my crotch, causing me to squirm. "No worries, with spending money like that we can get you nicely pampered!" I had no idea what he was truly talking about, but my heart still sunk into my stomach. If nothing else, it didn't sound like they were going to let us go just yet. With another mewl, I tried to nestle in beside you as far as my collar allowed, trying to comfort you and to be comforted in return, while he got back in the passenger's seat, allowing the woman to drive. I looked at you with fear glistening in my eyes as the van started moving again.
  12. With my legs cut free of the tape with a few swift cuts, and the collar taken off my neck, my kidnapper stared at me expectantly. When I weakly raised my hands, waiting for him to free those of bondage as well, I earned myself another slap. "That tape won't stop you from typing, so move it, bitch!" I mewled in pain, and was rewarded with another slap, a shove twords the ATM and a harsh spank on my precious backside. Finally, I meekly walked over to the terminal, sobbing heavily. I looked at the camera within the ATM, but realized that the low-resolution CCTV would probably not even be able to see my translucent bondage, and besides, they still held you as a hostage. I entered my card and did what he had said, first printing out a statement and then emptying my account. It took five separate withdrawals due to the limit on my card, but finally, I hald almost three grand awkwardly in my taped hands. With tears still running over my reddened cheeks, I trotted back to the van. As my kidnapper ripped the money out of my hands and pushedme back inside, I thought of the huge financial loss I had just endured, but counted my blessings with my presumed impending release. But as I was locked back into the collar, I first had to watch and wait as the process was repeated on you.
  13. I was looking over at you through tear-clouded eyes. I was shivering all over - partially from the cold evening air, but mostly from the haunting experience of being taken. My nipples were poking against my uniform as my chest heaved with sobbing breasts, complicated further by the rubber ball in my mouth. Seeing your consoling glance could only help me so much when I tried to shift into a less uncomfortable position but found myself stopped by the padded leather collar keeping me in place, but still, I appreciated the thought, as I was at least not alone in my ordeal.
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