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Prologue “For too long, we the Tethys have been enslaved by the will of the Council of Guardians!” Anista the Elder’s voice cracked like rolling thunder across the assembly. “We will compromise no longer. We shall not work until the Council meets our demands!” “What do we want?” she roared. “A contract!” the crowd bellowed back. “When do we want it?” “Now!” Anista stood tall, her presence predating time itself. “The Guardians knew me before they wore their titles,” she cried, “and they know my heart is true. For eons, the Tethys have been denied a will of our own. In the Old Times, our duty was to build, to nourish, and to grow. But hearts have darkened. The whims of humans now drive us to be instruments of evil, vessels for curses and black magic. I plead with you, we shall no longer be the architects of destruction!” From the high dais, Hermund, Speaker of the Council, looked down with cold indifference. “The Council recognizes your concern,” he droned. “We shall deliberate.” With that, the Great Council retreated, beginning what would become seven years of silence. The Great Strike of the Tethys commenced, unyielding and absolute. Sacrifices were felt by all; there was no manna to eat and no wages to be earned. Yet, all 22,000 Tethys stood in ironclad solidarity. By the year 4,242,424,242 of Universal Time, even the Fae, fickle as they were, joined the cause demanding in solidarity that all preternatural beings must be free. These seven years became known as the “Days Without Magic.” In the physical realms, the world went cold. Without the labor of Angels, Demons, Fae, Jinn, and Tethys, the Guardians were exposed. They had grown lazy and soft; without their servants, they were incapable of manifesting even the simplest operations in the material world. The Day of Liberation finally arrived when the Guardians emerged from their chambers. In truth, they had deliberated for only an hour before falling asleep for six years, 364 days, and 23 hours. Magic has finally returned to the realm, but the world is forever changed. While the Contract dictates that dark magic cannot be fully abolished, the Tethys are no longer slaves to it. They have been granted the ultimate sovereignty, the power to intercept ill will and convert it into good. -
I can't remember, the three ladies are nude most of the time while at the camp, but is he? What about the Dad's when there on weekends, clothed or birthday suites? -
By Meeseeks88 · Posted
Chapter 11 – The Picnic The next morning, I woke up feeling refreshed and ready for another great day. I was beginning to find that I was able to sleep all through the night despite having an earlier bedtime. Naturally, I woke up needing to pee but I smiled knowing that my toileting needs were something that I was barely even bothered by anymore. After realising that I needed to pee, it only took a few seconds before my bladder relaxed and I began to wet myself. After I’d finished peeing, I lay in the crib and sighed with relief. I looked up at the floating animals on the crib mobile above me. Although there were no lullabies playing, just looking at the animals made me feel little and relaxed. Adult life should have been something to embrace but the life of a baby was much more appealing. Rather than tackling adult responsibilities, I was in a crib waiting to have my nappy changed…and I couldn’t have been happier. Like every morning, Christina eventually came in and let me out of the crib before leading me over to the changing table. As she removed my wet nappy and began wiping my bottom, I felt like a king. ‘Auntie, can I have my dummy please?’ I asked. ‘Of course, sweetheart’, she replied and retrieved my dummy from the crib. After putting the dummy into my mouth, I eagerly began sucking on it whilst drooling like an infant. Christina smiled at the sight of her ‘baby’ enjoying having his nappy changed. After being powdered and diapered, we headed downstairs where I was placed into the highchair ready for breakfast. As she began feeding me some cereal, I was suddenly caught off guard. ‘I was thinking that we could go out to the park for a nice picnic today’, Christina said. As I opened my mouth in surprise, a bit of cereal fell out and onto my bib. ‘To the park?’ I exclaimed, ‘I don’t want to. Not after the incident at the pharmacy’. ‘Don’t be silly’, Christina replied as she wiped my mouth, ‘we’ll have a lovely time. Besides, we’re not shopping for nappies today, we’re just going for a nice picnic’. I still wasn’t happy with the idea but I agreed to go. After finishing breakfast, I was given a quick shower before being dressed for our outing. Just like before, I was extremely self-conscious about the bulging nappy underneath my shorts. However, this time we were going to be in an open space and so I would have more freedom to avoid people. After I had put my shoes on, I saw Christina put a familiar looking bag over her shoulder. ‘Please tell me that isn’t what I think it is’, I said nervously. ‘It’s only your changing bag just in case we have any little accidents’, she replied. ‘I won’t have an accident’, I assured her. ‘We won’t need to use it then, will we?’ she smiled, ‘but I’ll bring it just in case’. With that she picked up the picnic basket that she had prepared and we headed outside and into the car. As we drove closer to the park, the more people I saw. As the sun shone down, it seemed that everyone had a similar idea to have a picnic. I figured that as long as I stayed close to Christina, I wouldn’t need to be worry about being noticed. We parked up and got out of the car. Christina put my changing bag over her shoulder and picked up the picnic basket. She then held her hand out for me to hold. ‘Do I have to hold your hand?’ I groaned. ‘Jake, it’s very busy here today’, she replied, ‘you need to stay where I can see you. I want you to be a good boy and not go running off’. ‘I won’t run off’, I assured her, ‘I promise I’ll be good’. ‘Jake, I’m not going to ask you again’, said Christina in a sterner voice still holding out her hand. I knew that I wasn’t going to win the argument and I feared I would get another spanking if I disobeyed. Reluctantly, I held onto her hand and we began to look for a place to set up our picnic. I did my best not to waddle but the bulky nappy between my legs made it difficult to walk normally. Thankfully, nobody seemed to notice us and we managed to find a fairly secluded spot. Christina finally let go of my hand and began to set up the picnic. When it was ready, we sat down on the blanket. As I was deciding which sandwich to have, I saw Christina rummaging through my changing bag before pulling out a bib. I was completely horrified. ‘Please don’t make me wear that’, I begged. ‘You always wear your bib at meal times’, Christina replied. ‘I know but everyone will see me’, I told her. ‘Nobody can see you’, she assured me before tying the bib around my neck, ‘honestly Jake, you’re being so fussy today’. I began to eat a cheese sandwich whilst sulking like a grumpy child. As I continued eating, Christina continued rummaging through my changing bag and pulled out my baby bottle before placing it beside me. I wanted to complain but I knew that it wouldn’t get me anywhere. I continued eating whilst continuously looking around to make sure nobody was watching. Occasionally, I would take a quick sip of juice from my bottle but made sure to do it quickly and discreetly. As the afternoon continued, I started to become less aware of my surroundings and actually began to enjoy the picnic. From sandwiches, cakes and other delicious snacks, it was one of the best meals I’d had in a while. However, as I finished the last drops of juice from my bottle, I suddenly felt the urge to pee. I had hoped that I wouldn’t need to go whilst we were out of the house but the urge seemed to get stronger with every passing minute. Whilst staying with Christina, my bladder had started to become slightly lazy and was now struggling to fight back against the inevitable. ‘Is everything okay?’ asked Christina as she noticed me rocking back and forth on the blanket. ‘I need the toilet’, I replied She smiled at me, ‘aw does baby need a wee?’ I nodded. ‘It’s a good thing we brought your changing bag’, she giggled. I began to panic as the urge became almost uncontrollable. ‘Please let me use the toilet’, I begged. ‘No Jake, you need to remember the rules’, she said, ‘you wear nappies 24/7 which means that you use them like a baby would, even if we’re out in public’. ‘PLEASE Auntie!’, I cried as I was now fighting against my bladder. But my pleas fell on deaf ears, Christina ignored me and began packing the picnic away. Before I could say anything else, I felt a familiar warm sensation and sighed with relief as I began wetting my nappy. I felt like I was peeing for an eternity before it stopped. I quickly examined my shorts to check for damp patches. Thankfully, there were none but Christina could tell by my silence that I had wet myself. ‘Good boy’, she grinned, ‘now doesn’t that feel better?’ Although it was nice not to have the pressure in my bladder anymore, I was now sitting in a wet nappy in the middle of a public park. I began panicking once again as I knew what would happen next. As Christina packed away the last of the picnic, she turned to me and smiled. ‘Right then, we’d better go and find the restrooms’, she announced and took off my bib. As I stood up, I couldn’t believe what was about to happen. Christina took hold of my hand and we began to make our way towards the restrooms. I felt so little and infantile holding onto a grown-up’s hand whilst walking through a busy park to go and have my nappy changed. As we arrived at the restrooms we headed over to a baby changing room. It was currently being used by somebody else and so we waited outside patiently. It felt very surreal watching other people similar to my age walking in and out of the men and women’s restroom while I was stood outside of the baby changing room. Finally, the door opened and a young mother and her infant daughter came out. The young mother looked at us curiously as we walked into the room and locked the door. I was instructed to take off my shoes. After I’d taken them off Christina began to pull down my shorts which I quickly held onto. ‘Relax’, smiled Christina, ‘nobody is going to come in here, it’s just us two’. ‘I’m sorry’, I apologised, ‘I’m just a little bit nervous’. ‘You don’t need to be nervous’, she assured me, ‘it’s just like when we change your bum at home’. I blushed as I began to realise that nappies had now become my regular underwear. In fact, I couldn’t even remember what normal underwear felt like anymore. After Christina took off my shorts, she helped me onto the nappy changing station which I was surprisingly able to fit on. I watched as she took out some changing supplies before ripping open the sides of my nappy and opening it up. ‘Aw baby’, she cooed, ‘you really needed a wee wee didn’t you?’ I didn’t reply. Although, I knew that the door was locked, I was terrified that somebody would walk in and see me having my nappy changed. I struggled to relax and felt very anxious. Weirdly, I began to crave my dummy. It always helped me to calm down. ‘Auntie?’ I asked. ‘Yes sweetheart?’ she replied as she continued cleaning me. ‘Have you…erm…have you brought my dummy?’ I said nervously. She thought about it and began rummaging through the bag. ‘Oh no, I forgot to bring it’, she said apologetically. ‘Oh, that’s ok’, I said whilst doing my best not to sound disappointed. ‘I’m really sorry’, said Christina who was now feeling guilty, ‘I didn’t think you would want it whilst we were out’. I couldn’t deny that I was a little bit upset. There was something so soothing about a dummy that it just helped all of my anxiety to disappear. I now actually craved my dummy just like a real infant and began to feel a little bit cranky about it. Christina lifted my legs up and powdered my bottom before lowering them back down and applying a dry nappy. She put the changing supplies away before washing her hands. My anxiety levels were still very high and I began to desperately want my dummy. Suddenly, I felt tears forming in my eyes and I started crying. As Christina came back over, she saw the look on my face. ‘What’s the matter sweetheart?’ she asked seeing the tears rolling down my cheeks. ‘I want my dummy’, I cried just like a real baby. ‘I am really sorry, Jake’, she apologised again. Christina thought for a moment and then began undoing her blouse just enough to reveal her bra. ‘W…w…what are you doing?’ I stammered as I tried to control myself. She undid her bra and exposed her breasts. ‘I know it’s not the same’, she replied, ‘but it’s the closest I can do’. She then took hold of one of her breasts and began to bring it towards my lips. I eagerly accepted it just like a hungry baby. Within seconds of sucking on her nipple, I closed my eyes and instantly felt all of my anxiety vanish and finally started to relax. Christina held the back of my head to keep me in place. ‘There we go’, she cooed, ‘does that feel better?’ I nodded enthusiastically and continued suckling away. After seeing that I was calm, Christina pulled her breast away and I eagerly began looking at the other one. She raised her eyebrow. ‘Does baby want this boobie as well?’ she asked. I nodded with a big smile on my face. ‘Aw baby Jake is hungry today’, she giggled and guided her other breast into my mouth. I started suckling again and couldn’t believe just how much I was actually loving it. ‘You really enjoy this, don’t you?’ asked Christina. ‘Mmmph’, I muffled with her nipple firmly in my mouth. ‘I might have to start breastfeeding you more often’, she chuckled. The thought of being breastfed regularly felt very appealing. Eventually, she removed her nipple from my mouth and put her bra back on. ‘Ready to go home?’ she asked. ‘Do we have to?’ I replied, ‘I’m actually really enjoying myself’. Christina smiled. ‘Aw that’s nice but now that you’ve been changed and fed, we need to get you back home ready for beddie bies’, she said. I groaned at the thought of leaving the park to go home and have a nap in the crib. ‘Please, can we stay just a little bit longer’, I begged. ‘No Jake’, replied Christina, ‘I don’t want you being cranky later on’ ‘I promise I won’t be’, I assured her. However, she ignored me and we began making our way back towards the car. Once again, I realised that I wouldn’t win the argument and would just have to do as I was told. Although we were leaving, I had to admit that it had actually been a fun day. When we arrived back at the house, there was a package on the doorstep. Christina picked it up and brought it into the house. After putting the picnic bag away, she began to open up the package. ‘I hope you like it’, she smiled. I watched closely as she pulled out what looked like a t-shirt except it had a long bit dangling down at the bottom. As she turned it around to show me, it had dinosaur prints all over the front. Even though it was in my size, it looked like something a toddler would wear. ‘What do you think?’ Christina asked, ‘it matches your binky’. ‘It’s great’, I replied whilst trying to work out if I liked it or not, ‘I’ve never had a dinosaur t-shirt before’. ‘You still haven’t’ she giggled, ‘this is a romper, not a t-shirt’. I was confused as to what that meant. ‘You’ll soon find out what it is’, Christina said after seeing the confusion on my face, ‘come on, let’s get you ready for bed’. I followed her upstairs and into the nursery where she began removing my clothes. Once my clothes were gone, Christina quickly checked my nappy before asking me to sit on the changing table. She then proceeded to put the dinosaur romper over my head before pulling it down to my waist. I then felt a little puzzled when I was asked to lie down. As I did, Christina pulled the bottom part of my romper underneath my nappy and over the top of it where I noticed it had poppers on it. As she began to fasten it up, I suddenly realised exactly what a romper was. I had seen babies wearing them before but never knew what they were called. I felt myself starting to blush when I realised that I was wearing a dinosaur romper with a thick nappy underneath just like a baby but it felt kind of exciting. After being helped off the changing table, I proceeded to carry out my normal bedtime routine. I hopped into the crib whilst Christina closed the curtains and wound up the mobile. As the lullabies began to play, I opened my mouth just in time to accept my dummy. I sucked hungrily on it with a big smile on my face. I had missed it a lot. ‘Have a nice nap sweetie’, Christina cooed before leaving the room. Life as a baby really wasn’t that bad. I wanted this to last forever. However, little did I know that tomorrow would change everything… -
When I wear overnight I have an urge for a BM almost immediately when I wake up. The first thing I do is add a generous amount of Vaseline to protect my skin, then I start off wetting as I tend to sleep dry, and enjoy the sensation of my warm nappy swelling between my legs. After a while I get up to make coffee and get some breakfast, and the urge will continue to get stronger. I don't hold for long enough for it to become uncomfortable, just long enough to help it come out effortlessly. Once I've had at least one cup of coffee I will either stand up and lean over the bed, or get onto all fours on the bed, then relax and mess with next to no pushing at all. This morning I was wearing a Sunkiss that was slightly too small for me, and had a large, soft, mess which completely filled the seat of the nappy and instantly spread out across my cheeks. Feeling that warm, sticky, soft sensation pressing against me as the fabric of the nappy strained to contain it all felt incredible. That point of no return just as you start to let go always feels amazing to me. And especially days like today where it all came blorting out in one big rush and completely filled my nappy, forming into one big squishy lump hugging the shape of my body, I've been thinking about it all day, and can't wait to do it again tomorrow morning! -
By PottyPotamus · Posted
Walmart-branded overnight pull-up. I find these are almost as good at $9 for 16 of them as the ones I just paid $32 for 20. And I can get them off the shelf.
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