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I used to think somewhat similar to the opening post but eventually came to see that only a minority of people can ever excel at anything. I know quite a few people who seem to be conditioned to think that unless you are immediately great at something you needn't bother trying. As an example: During the pandemic I picked up archery as an affordable and fun outdoors hobby I could do by myself. Whenever the topic comes up however I'm immediately asked whether I'm in a sports club or taking part in competitions. A lot of people I know seem to think that hobbies and interests are only worth pursuing if you can impress others with them in some way. I've actually had an acquaintance sneer at me some time ago because I read "trashy" novels while she exclusively reads classic literature for instance. My point is that you shouldn't define your self-worth by other people's perception of you or by thinking that you somehow need to impress others to be respected. You are here and are doing well enough for yourself to be able to post on an online forum. That alone is worth much more than you seem to think. If whatever you do brings you joy without harming yourself or others then that should be reason enough to do it. Get rid of the idea that it needs to be something that others think is cool. -
Wooohahahahaah your trapped here now… You can’t put something in this forum so good and enticing and not go to 50 chapters.. it’s da law.. cus i says.. 😜 -
Chapter 12 Having my nappy changed was becoming routine. Paula was so obviously experienced it raised all sorts of questions in my mind but I was happy enough to keep to my role and see how things panned out. Once she’d changed my nappy it was Simon’s turn. She placed his bum on the changing mat and pulled me across so that I had a good view. Simon’s role in all this intrigued me. He seemed to be the man in control when I met him as my ‘daddy’, but he totally surrendered to Paula and was certainly enjoying his new role as her baby. Before I’d reached any conclusions we were both fresh, nappied and dressed for lunch. “Baby time is over for now, sweetie” she said to me. “We’re going to have a nice lunch and you’ll need to be in adult mode for at least a little while!” Lunch, as I’d expected, was very nice indeed and was accompanied by a very nice bottle of Chianti. I did my absolute best to stay in the moment and enjoy my lunch, and the company, but there was a nagging sense of anticipation whilst I waited for Paula to make her proposal. On the arrival of coffee Paula asked the waiting staff to clear the table and then for us not to be disturbed for an hour as we had business to discuss. As the door closed Paula reached into her bag and pulled out a couple of dummies, placing one in my mouth, the other in Simon’s. “Okay Baby Louise, I want you to pull your skirt up to show mummy your nappy.” I did as I was told and Paula checked my nappy front and back. It was dry and clean. “Come here Baby Simon” Simon went across and Paula pulled his trousers down, and then carried out a similar inspection on his nappy. “What good babies you are. Now, back to your seats.” We both sat down and readied ourselves for what was the only meeting I’d ever attended whilst suckling on a dummy! “I don’t know whether you’ve tied the last day in with your application for the long term contract for a submissive young lady with interests in role play and age play, Louise?” I didn’t even speak - my wide eyes and general look of shock was all Paula needed to continue. “Good. We need to be sure that our choices are good ones at each step of the process. You’ve been obedient, enthusiastic and eager to please since arriving at the hotel. You also appear to have enjoyed yourself - is that the case?” “Yes, I have. I enjoy my work anyway - I try to get the best out of everything I do. I know that people find that a bit surprising. I’ve certainly enjoyed my time with Simon and yourself - it’s been fun!’’ “That’s good to hear. On the telephone we suggested that the interview and selection process would take three days and you’ve cleared the first day successfully. You may also be pleased to know that the agreed fee for the selection process will be in addition to the money you’ve agreed with Simon here over the last day.” “Thank you”. Whatever else happened, my bank balance was looking pretty healthy. “No problem. Let me explain to you the position we’re recruiting for and then you can tell me whether or not you want to complete the selection process. I leant forward, fascinated. “We’re looking for a baby, toddler, nappy-wearing companion for a man who is wealthy and well-known. Before he was famous he would have used your services in the same way as any of your other punters. He can’t really do that now - the risk of exposure is too high. Behind closed doors you will be his baby sister, toy, lover, whatever he wants. He will take different roles but you’ll always be in nappies. You’ll not use a toilet for the length of the contract without express permission. I will be your mummy throughout. You’ll never be mistreated, but you will be expected to sign over all your adult rights. You’ll be my baby and, like any baby, you’ll live by my rules. Are we okay so far?” “Yes. I think I can do this.” Paula smiled. “Good girl. As he’s often busy, it will be me that you’ll spend most of your time with. I’ll change you, dress you, put you to bed and make sure that you’re happy. He pays the bills, though. Anything he wants, he gets. Do you understand?” Yes. I’m sure this is okay for me.” “Mummy” said Simon, “I need a wee” “Good boy, that’s very timely because we need to continue Baby Louise’s training. Come here, both of you. We stood in front of her and she moved us so that we were facing each other before pulling down Simon’s trousers and reaching into his nappy for his willy. She then lifted up my skirt and pushed his cock into the waistband of my nappy. “Now, Baby Simon, go wee-wees for your mummy”. He did as he was told. I felt a strong stream of hot piss running over my cunt before being absorbed by my nappy. Paula held us in position, one hand on each nappied backside while Simon peed. He looked into my eyes - part horny, part sheepish. I smiled back. “Well done both of you” Paula seemed happy with her work. She popped our dummies back in, adjusted our clothing and sat us back down at the table. “Before we go over the boring stuff, I need to let you know that there is a small community who will see you as a baby. To those folks you will be a helpless little girl who has to do what she’s told. You’ll have no control at all. If I want to change your poopy nappy in front of them, or put you on the potty, or strip you naked and spank you - you’ll have no say. This community consists of friends from the Adult Baby / Diaper Lover fetish community, such as Simon here, as well as girls who have trodden the same path that you’re now starting on. We’ve not lost touch with any of our ‘babies’ and you’ll meet them from time to time.” She looked across at me to make sure I was still on board. Happy, she continued: “There are and will continue to be limits around what is acceptable in public. We don’t involve anyone in our fetish games surreptitiously. Whilst you will be wearing - and using - your nappies in public we will take care that no one knows or suspects what’s going on. You’ll probably be dressed in a manner younger than your years, but in a way that it looks like a fun, not a fetish, thing.” I nodded in agreement, but I had a pressing matter of my own to discuss. “Mummy. I wanna poo.” -
By Three Rivers · Posted
Yes. right now a very large messy diaper. So good. -
By Three Rivers · Posted
This morning for me, not normally a morning person. But last night's dinner decided otherwise. Very large mess at the moment, but enjoyable
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