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By jeremy12312 · Posted
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By diaperboy187 · Posted
Made using Grok AI. A long night and a chance to set things right. Will Paige succeed? New parts posted every Friday Part Sixteen Jess arrived at the nursery with both children shortly after the rehearsal ended. She had already changed them at the venue, so she only needed to get them settled for the evening. Tommy was happy and chatty, but the short adult Paige was still sniffling quietly around her pacifier, clearly upset about missing the bachelorette party. Jess got them both into the nursery play area and turned on the movie she had picked out — a bright, colorful cartoon about talking animals on a big adventure. It was clearly meant for children under five. She sat Tommy on the floor with some pillows and placed the adult Paige in a booster seat at the small table so she could “watch properly.” Paige sat there in her pastel-yellow onesie, the thick diaper bulging noticeably between her legs, staring at the screen with a miserable expression while the cheerful music and silly voices filled the room. After the movie, Jess put both of them into highchairs for dinner. Tommy got chicken nuggets and apple slices. The adult Paige was given the same food, cut into small pieces. She ate slowly, her thoughts drifting bitterly. This is what my night has become… sitting in a highchair eating cut-up food like a toddler while the others are out having fun. That girl stole everything from me. Once dinner was finished and cleaned up, Jess gave both children a bath. She bathed Tommy first, then helped the adult Paige into the tub. The process was slow and thorough — washing her hair, scrubbing her body, and making sure she was completely clean. Paige sat there silently, cheeks burning with humiliation as Jess treated her exactly like the five-year-old boy. After the bath, Jess dried them both off and brought out fresh nighttime diapers. She diapered Tommy first, then laid the adult Paige on the changing table. She powdered her thoroughly and taped her into an extra-thick nighttime diaper before snapping a soft, footed pink onesie with little white clouds over it. By 7:45, both children were tucked into their cribs. Jess turned on the baby mobile above the adult Paige’s crib, gave her a gentle pat on the padded bottom, and said, “Sleep well, you two. I’ll be right outside if you need anything.” She left the nightlight on and closed the door most of the way. For a long time, the adult Paige lay there in the dark, staring up at the slowly spinning mobile. Her mind raced with everything that had happened since she arrived — the lost luggage, the shopping trip for children’s clothes, being mistaken for the flower girl at the door, the dress fitting where everyone treated the taller Paige like the real adult, the long rehearsal where she had tried so hard to stay dry… and now this. She was supposed to be Emily’s bridesmaid. Instead, she was in a crib, wearing a thick diaper and a babyish onesie, while the younger Paige was out living her life. She waited patiently until she saw the light in the main part of the nursery go off and heard Jess settle into the chair outside. Only then did she carefully climb out of the crib. She moved as quietly as possible, pressing her hands against the front of her onesie in a desperate attempt to muffle the loud crinkling of the thick diaper with every small step. The adult Paige slipped quietly out of the nursery and made her way down the short hallway to her original hotel room — the one she was supposed to have been staying in as an adult. The door was unlocked. She slipped inside and began searching desperately in the dark. It didn’t take long. The teen Paige had hidden her purse in the bottom drawer of the dresser. The adult Paige grabbed it with shaking hands and quickly pulled out her driver’s license. Her heart pounded with sudden hope. I have it. I finally have proof. Tomorrow I can show Emily. She’ll have to believe me. She was just turning toward the door when it suddenly opened. Jess stood in the doorway, arms crossed. “What do you think you’re doing?” The adult Paige froze in shock. The ID slipped from her fingers and fell to the floor. Jess stepped inside and closed the door behind her. “I thought I heard little footsteps. Looks like someone decided to go on a little adventure instead of staying in her crib like she was told.” Before Paige could say anything, Jess took her by the arm and marched her back toward the nursery. Once they were inside, Jess sat down on the rocking chair, pulled the adult Paige across her lap, and yanked the pink onesie up and the thick diaper down to her knees. “You are in so much trouble,” Jess scolded firmly as she began spanking. The smacks landed hard and steady on bare skin. “Sneaking out of your crib in the middle of the night? Going into rooms you’re not supposed to be in? Taking things that don’t belong to you right now?” Paige kicked and squirmed, but Jess held her firmly in place. The spanking continued for a long time — long, stinging swats that made Paige’s bottom burn. Jess kept scolding the entire time. “I can’t believe you would do something so naughty the night before the wedding. Emily is going to hear all about this. And Ms. Karen too. They both trusted me to watch you, and you went and broke that trust. This kind of behavior is completely unacceptable.” Tears were streaming down Paige’s face by the time Jess finally stopped. Her bottom throbbed. Jess pulled her upright. As soon as she was standing, the adult Paige suddenly felt a warm rush between her legs. She looked down in shock as urine began pouring out uncontrollably, soaking the front of the onesie and running down her legs onto the floor. She hadn’t even felt the need to go — it just happened. Jess sighed heavily. “Oh for goodness sake…” She quickly cleaned Paige up, changed her into a fresh thick diaper, and snapped a new onesie over the new diaper. Then she picked the small woman up and carried her back to the crib. “You are going to stay right here for the rest of the night,” Jess said sternly as she tucked her in. “No more getting out. And first thing tomorrow, both Emily and Ms. Karen are going to hear exactly what you did tonight. I hope it was worth it.” Jess turned the mobile back on, gave the crib rail a firm pat, and left the room again, leaving the door open a little wider this time. The adult Paige lay in the crib, face wet with tears, bottom still stinging, and a fresh thick diaper taped around her waist. The ID was still lying on the floor of her old hotel room where she had dropped it when Jess caught her. She had been so close… and now everything was even worse. She stared up at the spinning mobile, feeling completely defeated as the soft music played in the dark nursery. -
I did the makeshift cloth diapers by folding and pinning on bath towels and using plastic bags as covers in the past. They worked well enough until my bedwetting started getting worse from me abusing alcohol almost daily. Its just one of the many many reasons I quit alcohol. As my control slowly got worse both during the day and night I switched to pull ups and then ended up back in diapers. -
By Irishplayfulbaby · Posted
Had one guy let me blow him when I had a full nappy in his car when his friend was watching us in London was fun
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