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By SissyBabyMarc88 · Posted
I grabbed your hand and closed the door. We then walked into the store and were greeted by the door by a kind lady “Welcome, Thats a cute daughter.” she said with a gentle smile. ”Thank you.” I said as we walked m. I grabbed a shopping cart, lifted you up onto the seat and fastened buckle. I pushed the cart as we walked down the aisle. “So much selection, this will make things a lot easier.” I picked up several packs of diapers with different colors and designs. “This should hold us fof a good bit.” -
By Baby-Dolly Selina · Posted
A young woman entered the baby room she was dressed like a caretaker and yet, it was quite unique as it was little revealing. when she noticed Kayla was awake she paused the music which was also the surveillance camera. When it was on and played various lullaby Kayla was being constantly watched. when she had turned it off she pulled up a rocking chair sat down next to the crib and pushed a button. The bars now went down enough so the two could have proper eye contact. "hello there little one. You feeling ok? you sure were out for awhile. Our sleeping medicine was a bit too strong I guess. Its fine ow your safe. Now then I´m Morgana. Don't let my outfit deceive you, I´m the lady of this baby house." Morgana´s voice was gentle mother and melodic. It was clear she was an experienced woman when dealing with babies. or people she made her babies anyway. She reached her hand down to Kayla, but Kayla knocked it away. "Not pleased with your accommodations little one? I can certainly sent someone else in to handle you. But know this, the other one in charge here isn´t as...gentle as me. Actually I think you might know them." -
There is nothing like the wet, clammy feeling of a wet cloth diaper covered by plastic pants or a wet cloth training panty. I definitely know that I am wet, and enjoy the feeling of being wet. My usual diaper method is to use a disposable booster and then a regular cloth baby diaper inside my adult diapie. I really should wear cloth diapers more often. If I know or plan to also mess while wearing a cloth diaper my diaper system is to wear panties under my diaper and a disposable diaper liner for the cloth diaper. This makes cleaning up a little easier but still more labor intensive than the convenience of a disposable diaper. -
By Kitty Angel · Posted
86. Acceptance Dinner turned out to be something like porridge made from beans, with pieces of roast ham in it, served with turnip and beetroot chips. It was something she’d never encountered before, although it was somewhat similar to Greek fava. Gabby introduced it as a family tradition; and Tess was left wondering if her dad had ever come across it, or if this was from the other side of Gabby’s family. But after she’d started eating, she knew that this meal was filling and surprisingly warming; something she would be happy to try again. Ffrances didn’t say anything about Tess’s accident, for which she was grateful. Gabby didn’t say anything either; it was just a little easier for Tess to think about it when she told herself that her cousin would never know. All the conversation was small talk; there was nothing big left to say. Tess found that she kept glancing towards the door, wondering when the rest of her luggage would be delivered; but she had everything she really needed already. She was sure that it would show up sooner or later. “Looking forward to tomorrow?” Gabby asked. “Opening all your Christmas presents?” “Yeah,” Tess said, and nodded. She’d seen them earlier; boxes wrapped in glittering paper under the tree in the lounge. She was curious to see what they had got for her, as well as nervous that she might be getting in over her head again. It still seemed a bit weird, but she was getting used to the idea that this was something that some people were into. Even if she wasn’t one of them, she wasn’t going to judge anyone else for what they liked. Last time they’d done a whole age regression hypnosis thing, she had gone along with it because Gabby wanted to. Now she knew that Gabby hadn’t been entirely honest about what she wanted, Tess wasn’t sure if she should regret that choice. But this time she was doing it to help Ffrances, and that was a choice she had made herself. That made a world of difference; and the hypnosis would still mask her real feelings, so she could be sure it would feel like fun while it was happening. “Yeah,” she repeated. “It should be fun.” And as she said that, Tess was surprised to find that she really meant it. Even if being a little kid wasn’t her interest, she could enjoy the experience of being changed. Making other people happy had always been the best feeling for her. And if she could learn more about how this kind of thing worked, she could come to understand it better. Maybe it would be the first step towards exploring other roles that could be achieved using hypnosis; although she was sure that most of the ideas in her mind would be best left until both she and Spike were adults in the eyes of the law. Childish headspace would be a place she could experiment for now; wholesome and innocent, even if it was embarrassing. And she could learn so much; easily enough to make it worth trying. “Would you like to try being little tonight? If you’re a child overnight, you’ll be so excited when you wake up in the morning.” “I have to work, babe,” Ffrances pointed out. “Don’t think I’d be so good at my job if I was a little kid.” “I meant Tess,” Gabby said, apparently missing the point. She really didn’t seem to understand how much her girlfriend wanted to be a child, and just ignored any comments that didn’t fit in neatly with her expectations. “You don’t have to join her all the time. She could start relaxing, winding down after all a long day having to do grown-up things. It would be good for her, and then she could wake up tomorrow already feeling little. Start off in the right mood so it’s easier to feel it.” “I don’t know,” Tess mumbled, but she wasn’t really sure what she should say. She knew that Gabby was just looking for an opportunity to explore her own ‘Mommy’ fantasies without oversight from Ffrances; but they had been very careful with the latest batch of new suggestions. Tess was sure that she could stop it at any time if it got too much. And waking up Christmas morning feeling like a kid – even if it wasn’t the usual date – sounded like it would be an interesting experience. Would it be worth trying? “I could do with that chance to relax,” Ffrances answered while Tess was still thinking about it. “It’s going to be a tough evening, but I think it’ll only be a couple of hours. Maybe–” “I’m sure I can think of something to work your stress away,” Gabby interrupted, and this time the frustration was clearly visible on her girlfriend’s face. She knew that Gabby would try to stop her exploring her own little headspace, and she didn’t expect anything else. But she kept on hoping that she would get a chance to do it. “Maybe later. I think I’m going to go for a drive, get out in nature for a bit. Relax before I get to work. Oh, maybe… I was going to lend you the next few issues of Ex Humanis. Do you want to come for a ride and we can pick it up, Tess? I’ll drop you back here before I go back to work.” “Did we watch the movie of that one?” Gabby answered first. “I think–” “Yeah,” Tess cut in, seeing her chance slipping away. With what Ffrances had already said, she was sure that this was an excuse to get out of the house so that she could have a few private moments with Spike, wherever he was now. She needed to give Gabby some motivation to go along with the plan, and the right words came so easily now she had a better understanding of what her cousin wanted. “I’m a bit peopled out, it might be good to ride around the country roads for a while, and I can bring the comics back. Maybe walk in the park a bit on the way back, and give Gabby a chance to get everything ready if she wants me to be her little girl overnight.” “Are you okay with that?” Ffrances asked. “Don’t feel obligated on my account, if there’s anything you’re uncomfortable with.” Tess thought about it, and then shrugged to say that she was fine. She would be able to control her regression, she was sure. She would only be as little as she consented to. And she knew that playing along and keeping Gabby happy would probably make it easier for Ffrances to join in later. However it turned out, she wouldn’t wind up experiencing anything without agreeing to it, and she was curious enough to play along and find out what Gabby had in mind for her. Especially if it gave her a chance to see Spike. “Yeah. Something tells me you both missed me. You’re looking for an opportunity to subtly reinforce the new triggers through conversation, right? Like you did last time? And Gabby’s impatient to try it out. Well, I can’t say no to that, I’m pretty curious too. So, sure. Let’s go for a drive. But I hope the offer of those comics is real too.” The adults laughed, and Gabby couldn’t argue now. She could see that this was something that benefited her; she was probably already congratulating herself for her good planning. * * * “I probably don’t need to reinforce those suggestions,” Ffrances said, once they’d taken a few minutes to put on coats and boots. “We had three sessions before you went away, and you’ve listened to the file twice, I think. Plus you know that the triggers are already working. If you weren’t omitting anything before.” “I know. And no, it works fine. But Gabby was going to insist on coming with us, so I wanted to come up with an excuse for her not to. If she thinks I’ll be her little girl…” “Just so long as you’re happy with that. I don’t want to push you if it’s just for my sake. Is it something you enjoy, really? Gabby pushed you to do this for her, and I want to know that you’ve not just switched to doing it for me. That wouldn’t be fair on you.” “No,” Tess shook her head. “It’s not specifically… my kind of thing. But it’s close enough, I think. I’d like to learn more about it, about how it feels and what it can do. I can’t even… I don’t know what I feel about a lot of it. But I know there’s something in there. More about control than the baby thing, I think. When you triggered me before… I tried to fight it, and I couldn’t. I think I can say I like that feeling somehow. But it would be nicer if it wasn’t just… peeing. You know? I’m sure there’s more you can do with it. But it’s not really a bad thing. I’m happy to go there, and there’s a part of it I can enjoy even if it isn’t what Gabby thinks it should be. How about you? No second thoughts?” “No. You’re going to be in control. You’re okay with that? Even if you’re regressing yourself?” “It’s perfect. Responsibility makes me feel alive. It isn’t a burden, at all. Trust me, what I said to Gabby isn’t a lie. I don’t know if I’d be willing to keep on being her little girl to keep her happy. But having a little sister to take care of… I’m looking forward to that so much. Maybe as much as you are.” “I doubt that,” Ffrances grinned. “But I’m glad you can enjoy it too. I feel like I should say, you don’t have to let Gabby play with your triggers tonight. That’s up to you, and if she tries to push it you text me right away. Understand? But if you’re doing it, would you like to test that one out again? There was an option to make you drop even more deeply into your littlespace, which we didn’t include in the previous test.” “You mean like… making me wet the bed so I wake up little? That’s…” Tess paused for a while. Ffrances didn’t know that her mum had inadvertently triggered that one. But at the same time, she still wasn’t sure why trying to resist and finding that she couldn’t was such an important distinction to her. Even if the actual effect of the trigger wasn’t one she was excited about, she wanted to explore those feelings. And how much hypnosis could change her perceptions; she couldn’t wait to analyse how it felt when that happened. “I mean… it’s embarrassing, but maybe. I guess. If I know it’s going to happen, so I can properly test how hard it is to fight it. I might actually… And I guess it would help me get ready for whatever you got planned in the morning.” She couldn’t believe she’d just said that. But she was starting to realise that hypnosis was something that really, really intrigued her. She wanted to understand it properly, to know what it was capable of. And she wanted to try it more, even if she was a little less than one hundred percent certain whether she would prefer to be the person saying the trigger words, or being overpowered by them. Ffrances outlined a rough idea. That she would tell Tess to have an accident like a baby when she woke in the morning, so that she could see how it felt to sink into her headspace. And after a little hesitation, Tess nodded. It would be easier to please Gabby that way, and a happy Gabby was more likely to be flexible. Tess would still be mostly adult tonight, just playing along until bedtime. So she would be available to help Ffrances get into that same headspace, if she was in the mood when she came home. And in a weird way, it felt like a more mature choice. Wetting the bed because hypnosis had made her… somehow that was okay, because it was part of an experiment. A whole world away from the nightmare of real accidents. She wasn’t sure she could explain the distinction well, but Ffrances seemed to understand. She said the trigger words. “Thank you,” Tess said, blushing furiously. “No, thank you. But I think we still have time for a little break. Not feeling little yet, are you?” “No. Is… Wait, we’re going to see Spike, right? I just assumed…” “Briefly. He’s been throwing himself into it so much, he barely takes a break. I think in some ways, he might feel like he’s under pressure to take responsibility for everything. Maybe you can talk him out of it for a while. But you at least deserve a chance to see him.” The car pulled into Pine Ridge Municipal Care Trust, and Tess knew there was nothing else to say. She would get to see Spike again, even if she had no idea what she wanted to say to him. In spite of every possible obstacle, Ffrances had made the day perfect. And tomorrow, Tess knew, she could look forward to returning the favour. -
I wear diapers to bed every night and my wife is the one who puts them on me. She actually enjoys it and makes a game out of it. I normally don't wear them during the day, but I've worn 24/7 for some short periods and she would only occasionally change me if she had the time, not more than once a day normally, and then at night, the rest of the changes were up to me. The one thing she never did was check my diaper, which I think would be very fun if she did, but she has told me some times that my diaper is smelly and offered to change me. All in all, can't complain, she is very open and willing to help me, even if she herself doesn't really enjoy it.
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