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By bj & the bear · Posted
Even if she threatened to release said footage its still blackmailing which is illegal period. She took said footage without the other party's knowledge. I hope she slips up big time and is caught, and I don't think Paul is falling for her, now him falling for savanna that might be another thing. -
The next chapter is below. Again any feedback is always more than welcome Chapter 25 Katie returned to her room after the shower to find her outfit for the evening all laid out on her bed. A short sleeve pink t shirt with tweety bird in the middle of the shirt. A pair of shorts that were pink checked with light and dark pink squares. On top of it all sat her pull up. Even she had started to feel these were needed after the last few days. As much as she didn’t want to acknowledge they were meant for her there was now no denying it. She quickly and methodically got dressed and checked her appearance in the mirror. The t shirt was over sized and the shorts a bit on the small size so it made her look like she was only wearing the shirt. With the shirt being that long at least there was no chance of the waistband of her pull up being exposed. She walked into the living room of the hotel room. “Wow that tops long.” Her mum, Sophie, said. “Come here, I want to check that you put your pull up on.” “Mum, I did. You don’t need to check.” Katie snapped back. It was bad enough that she had to wear a pull up but being checked to make sure she was wearing it was another level. “I’m sure you are but I want to make sure you’re all protected. Now get over here so I can check” Sophie’s tone made Katie understand this was no longer a debate. Katie walked over to her mother who lifted her top up and pulled the waistband of her shorts back to reveal the image of a hedgehog on the back of her size 9 Fred and flo nappy pants. “Good girl” Sophie cooed at Katie somewhat condescendingly. “Remember to use the toilet or your potty this evening. Any accident in your pull up means you’ll be back in nappies for a week minimum.” “Yes mum” Katie said. She hated being reminded of the rules and the consequences of having an accident. “Right, grab your potty and let’s head down for dinner.” Katie looked around the living room trying to spot the potty. She spotted the potty with a cat designed lid sitting beside the sofa. She picked it up by the handle and carried by her side all the way down to the restaurant. Much to Katie’s relief her mum chose a table at the back of the restaurant in the corner. She put her potty down on the floor and pushed it back towards the corner as if to hide it completely. She went up with her dad Stuart and her brother James to select her food. She pilled her plate high with a selection of different meats, some rice and some salad with a separate small plate of chips. She also carried a large glass of Coke with her. As she returned to the table she was shocked to see Peter, her friend from kids club, sitting at the table next to them. Somehow he always manages to find the table next to her no matter where they sit. Peter gave her a friendly smile as she sat down and she returned the smile after feeling butterflies in her tummy. “You hungry” Sophie asked her daughter with a little giggle. “Sure am!” Katie replied enthusiastically. “Well let’s hope that this makes it way to the toilet and I’m not having to wipe it off you” Sophie was smiling and meant it as a joke. Katie did not see the funny side. “Mum!” She half shouted under her breath. She stole a quick glance at Peter who seemed not to have heard anything. Katie dropped her head and started tucking into her dinner. After eating all her food she returned to the buffet to pick up some desert and another glass of Coke. She had picked up 2 slices of cheesecake, one with a passion fruit topping and the other with a lemon topping. She also picked up two slices of chocolate cake. As she sat down her mum gave her a quizzical look. Confused Katie asked her what was wrong. “Nothing dear, just something I’ve noticed recently and I’m curious to see if it happens again.” Sophie told her daughter. “Well what is it?” Katie asked. “If I tell you it might influence the outcome. I’ll tell you tonight what my thoughts were and if it came true or not.” Sophie got up, ruffled Katie’s hair and went and got her own dessert. After the family had finished their dinner they got up to go and find a table to watch the evening’s entertainment. “Don’t forget your potty dear.” Sophie reminded Katie. Katie shot a look towards Peter who this time was looking directly at her. She quickly dropped her gaze and picked up the potty straining every muscle possible as to not look at Peter again. The family found a suitable table to watch the evening’s entertainment from. Katie placed her potty underneath her chair while her dad went to get a round of drinks from the bar. “Mum, I don’t need to join in with the toddlers again do I?” Katie pleaded with her mum. “No you don’t darling. Only if you want to.” Sophie smiled at Katie. “Good” Katie said, her tone rather short with her mother. After the toddler entertainment was finished the disco started for the older kids. Within 2 minutes of it starting Peter had appeared at Katie’s side asking if she wanted to join him for a dance. “Ok” she said cheerfully. She subconsciously took his hand and skipped off to the dance floor. James tagged along behind unnoticed by the other two. Soon James was dancing with some other children from the kids club leaving Katie and Peter alone. During one of the songs Peter leaned into Katie and whispered into her ear. “You’re not the only one in a pull up this evening” she looked at him with a confused look on her face. “Yes, I’m sure lots of the toddlers here are in their pull up, just like me!” She snapped. “Ok, you’re not the only non toddler in a pull up.” He repeated himself. Katie started looking around to see who he had spotted. “Who, where?” She asked. Just knowing someone else was going through this made her feel better. “Me, infront of you” he said with a huge smile on his face. “You said you only needed them at night!” “Well I thought I would try and cheer you up. I’m not lying, look.” And with that he pulled down the waistband of his shorts just low enough to show the top of his Drynite. “Yeah but you chose to wear them during the day. I’m being forced to!” Katie was nearly in tears. Peter hadn’t expected this reaction. “I’m sorry, I thought it would cheer you up” “Well you thought wrong didn’t you!” She snapped back to him before storming off and going back to her table where her parents sat. Sophie completely miss read the situation. “Oh dear, do you need a change?” She asked thinking her bad mood was because she’d had an accident. “No I don’t. He’s a jerk!” Katie was letting her anger rise inside her. “He thinks choosing to wear a pull up is the same as being forced to!” “Why is he wearing a pull up?” She asked, looking confused “and why does that upset you so much?” “He needs them at night that why he has some. He thought it would cheer me up knowing someone else was wearing a pull up this evening as well. The difference is that was his choice, you are making me wear it!” “Well that sounds like he was trying to make you feel better. It heart was in the right place. Also I don’t think it’s me that is solely making you wear a pull up. Your body isn’t helping you out much at the moment is it?” “Well I don’t want to wear them, but you make me!” Katie was starting to sob as she spoke. “Take them off then.” Sophie told Katie. “Seriously, can I?” Katie asked, hope started to build in her body. “Of course, but just remember if you have an accident everyone will see, it will need to be cleaned up and you will stay in your wet clothes till we go back to the room. As punishment for this tantrum and then having yet another accident you’ll be in nappies, not pull ups, for the rest of this holiday and the two weeks after we get home. It’s up to you.” Katie sat there in silence. Her mum had just given her permission to remove her pull up. Something that at the start of the school holidays she wouldn’t have thought she would ever have been wearing. Even at the start of this holiday she wouldn’t have jumped at the chance to remove her pull up. However as she sat there at that very moment she wasn’t to sure herself if she could be without them. She gave it some very careful consideration. “What if i remove it and I don’t have an accident. What do I get?” She asked her mum. “No more pull ups or potty training until you have another accident. You may never wear a pull up ever again. Or you may be in full nappies when you start senior school as you wont have long left of the summer holidays after the two weeks of being in nappies all the time.” Sophie warned Katie of the magnitude of the decision she was about to make. “What about at night?” Katie asked wanting to get the full facts before making a decision. “No nappy at night as well. However if you have an accident at night we will treat it separately to day time. So if you only wet the bed no daytime nappies will be needed.” Katie smiled at this information. Surely she could trust herself not to have an accident while she was awake. She could control that. She had made up her mind. “I’m going to take them off!” She said defiantly. Then she thought for a moment. “What underwear am I going to wear now though?” She asked her mum. “Well, I have some panties with me for you as I thought a situation like this might present itself on the holiday.” Sophie started rummaging through her bag and she pulled out the most childish looking knickers. They were white with six Disney princess on the front. Ariel, Jasmine, Snow White, Tiana, Rapunzel and Belle all sat there looking up at her. “Mum, they are so childish!” She snapped “More childish than a pull up?” Sophie said almost mockingly. “Ok give them to me!” Katie almost snatched them from her mother’s hand. “I’ll go to the toilets and change into them.” Katie wandered off, she hoped, for the last time in a pull up. -
By Meeseeks88 · Posted
Chapter 7 – Revelations As I opened my eyes, the first thing I saw were the animals on the mobile floating above my head. The lullabies had stopped playing. I adjusted my eyes and noticed the bars on the crib. I was still getting used to sleeping in a crib but as I sat up, I felt calm and comforted knowing that the crib was protecting me. The dummy had fallen out of my mouth and into the bedsheets somewhere. As I looked around the nursery, I felt slightly nervous. I had been so tired that morning that I probably wasn’t thinking straight. In my emotional state earlier, I had accepted my role as Christina’s ‘baby’ without giving it much thought and hadn’t questioned any of her rules. I started to wonder if I had made a hasty decision. It wasn’t long before my movement had alerted Christina that I was awake. She entered the nursery. ‘Hi baby’, she beamed and opened the curtains, ‘how did you sleep?’ ‘Really well, thank you Auntie’, I replied whilst adjusting to the sunlight. Christina leaned over the side of the crib to look down at me. The warm smile on her face seemed to immediately put me at ease and I felt safe knowing that she was looking after me. Maybe I had made the right decision after all. She then let down the side of the crib. As I climbed out, I felt Christina stick two fingers inside one of the leg holes of my nappy and felt around. She then leaned over and stretched open the back of the nappy to inspect it. Once she was satisfied, we headed downstairs. I blushed at having Christina check my nappy but felt even more embarrassed when I realised that there was always a chance that I could be wet or messy. As we walked into the living room, I was allowed to do some colouring whilst Christina began to make dinner. I was presented with a large colouring book full of animals. I started to colour in a picture of a bunny rabbit. I hadn’t really coloured anything in since I was at school but surprisingly, I forgot just how much I enjoyed it. I made sure to use lots of different colours and actually started to feel pretty proud of myself at how well I had coloured in the picture. After a while, Christina walked in from the kitchen. ‘Are you ready for some din dins?’ she asked, ‘we’re having hot dogs’. ‘Yes please’, I replied before holding up my picture, ‘look what I did Auntie’ ‘Aw well done sweetie’, she cheered, ‘that looks fantastic’. It was strange at just how happy and proud I felt to show off my colouring. I followed Christina into the kitchen ready for dinner. As I walked over to the dining table, there were four seats to choose from. ‘Where shall I sit?’ I asked. Christina thought for a second before a big grin appeared on her face. ‘I wonder’, she muttered to herself before walking over to the other side of the kitchen. I wasn’t sure what was happening until she returned. My jaw dropped open as she placed a highchair down at the side of the table. ‘W…what’s that?’ I asked although I already knew the answer. ‘It’s my niece’s highchair’, she giggled, ‘I have a funny feeling that you might be able to fit inside it.’ I looked at it and it seemed a little small. Christina opened up the tray and patted the seat. ‘Hop in’, she smiled. I felt silly attempting to get inside of it but with the help of Christina, I managed to get comfortable on the seat. She strapped me in before reattaching the tray. ‘Perfect’, Christina said clapping her hands in delight. I must admit that although it felt a little bit snug, it wasn’t uncomfortable. I was surprised that my feet were actually off the ground and I began to gently swing my legs back and forth. Chirstina came over and attached the bib from earlier around my neck before putting a plastic plate on the tray. It was some hotdogs although they had been cut up into little pieces. I didn’t have any cutlery but figured that I didn’t need them with hotdogs. She also put a fresh bottle of juice next to my plate. I was kind of getting fed up with juice but politely accepted it. Christina then sat down at the table with her food. ‘Eat up sweetie’, she said. I picked up a piece of hot dog and began eating it. It tasted delicious and I hungrily began to tuck into my dinner. It felt awkward at first but after a while, I didn’t mind sitting in a highchair. It was actually quite fun being up so high and I continued swinging my legs around as I ate. Occasionally, I would take a few sips of juice from my baby bottle. Christina looked up and smiled. I smiled back and realised that I was giving Christina the opportunity to look after and care for someone. It made me feel good inside knowing that she was enjoying this experience just as much as me. After finishing the last piece of hotdog, I sat and waited patiently in the highchair whilst Christina finished her food. I began to gently swing my legs again and realised that I was actually enjoying being in the highchair. The bib felt a bit unnecessary and I would have preferred a can of pop over a bottle of juice, but overall, I had really enjoyed my dinner. As it turned out, it wasn’t over yet. Christina stood up after finishing her food and walked over to the highchair. ‘Good boy’, she cooed as she looked down at my empty plate, ‘I think you’ve earned yourself some dessert’. I finished off the last of my juice as Christina began preparing dessert. After a few minutes she brought over a plastic bowl and spoon and placed it on the tray. ‘Do you like chocolate mousse?’ she asked. My eyes widened in delight and I nodded my head enthusiastically. ‘Yes Auntie’, I replied. I hadn’t had chocolate mousse in a long time and it looked delicious. Christina suddenly grabbed the spoon and scooped up a generous amount of chocolate mousse. ‘Open wide sweetie’, she smiled before guiding the spoons towards my lips. Naturally, I opened my mouth and accepted it. Although it tasted great, it felt a little strange to have Christina feeding me. ‘Can I feed myself’ I asked. ‘Open up for the next one’, she replied whilst completely ignoring me. As the next spoonful headed towards me, I once again accepted it. I quickly realised that Christina was going to feed me the whole dessert whether I wanted her to or not. I opened my mouth and ate spoonful after spoonful until I finally cleared the bowl. ‘Well done, Jake’, cheered Christina. ‘Erm…thanks’, I replied awkwardly. She then took my bowl over to the counter and briefly left the room. I wonder where she had gone until she returned carrying a pack of baby wipes. She walked over to the highchair and pulled out a baby wipe. I could do nothing but since there as she began wiping my hands and mouth with the wipe, ensuring that I was clean. I didn’t think that I had any food around my mouth but I allowed her to continue cleaning me until she was satisfied. The bib was then taken off of me and Christina helped me out of the highchair. I was allowed to go back to my colouring whilst she began washing the dishes. I began to colour in a picture of a kitten. As I rummaged through the coloured crayons, it suddenly dawned on me just how much I was enjoying myself. The colouring made me feel happy inside and the thick padding of the nappy between my legs reminded me of why I was doing all of this in the first place. Initially, I had only wanted to wear nappies again but I began to wonder if maybe I was enjoying the other babyish experiences just as much. After colouring another two pictures, I felt a familiar urge to pee. This time however, I felt a lot less pressure about wetting myself as I had already done it twice before. What made it even easier was the fact that Christina expected me to use my nappy for all my toileting needs. I closed my eyes and tried to relax. My bladder was very well trained and so I found myself really focusing and concentrating on peeing. It took a few minutes but eventually I felt a little trickle inside of my nappy. Suddenly, a steady stream of pee began to fill my nappy once again. The familiar warmth mixed with the relief in my bladder made for a pleasant experience. It felt so naughty but so comforting at the same time. Just as I had finished peeing, Christina walked in and announced that it was time for my bath. I couldn’t see the time but it felt a little early for a bath. Nevertheless, I followed her upstairs with my wet nappy sagging between my legs. We entered the bathroom where Christina began filling the bathtub. She then turned around and began undoing my nappy. As she pulled it away, she instantly saw the big yellow stain inside. I could feel myself blushing. ‘Aw bless’, she cooed, ‘looks like you were ready for a bath’. I waited patiently while the bathtub filled up. Strangely, I didn’t feel awkward standing naked next to Christina. It almost felt natural. Once the bath was full of bubbles, Christina helped me in. The water was just the right temperature and I instantly felt relaxed. ‘Does that feel nice?’ smiled Christina as she noticed the look of comfort on my face. ‘Yes Auntie’, I nodded. She picked up a washcloth and began gently cleaning me. It felt odd having somebody wash me but I couldn’t help but smile as the warm water covered my skin. I sat obediently in the bathtub as Christina continued to wash me and made sure that everywhere was clean. I flinched slightly as she moved on to my more delicate areas. As she cleaned around my genitals, I could feel myself becoming slightly aroused. However, Christina either didn’t seem to notice or chose to ignore it and continued washing me. Eventually, she was satisfied that I was clean. ‘There we go’, she cooed, ‘one nice clean baby’. ‘Yay’, I giggled, ‘thank you Auntie’. Christina giggled back and gently splashed me, making me laugh even more. ‘Does baby like that?’ she chuckled and splashed me again. I nodded and splashed her back. For a few moments, we were splashing each other and it felt like heaven. I couldn’t remember the last time I had been so happy. After we finished playing our little splashing game, Christina looked down at her clothes which were looking pretty wet. ‘Ooh dear’, she said grinning, ‘look at the state of my top’. I watched as she took off her top and began wiping herself down with a towel. It felt slightly weird seeing her in a bra but it was nice to know that she felt comfortable around me. ‘Oh my goodness’, Christina exclaimed, ‘even my bra is soaked’. ‘Sorry’, I apologised. ‘Don’t be silly’, she smiled, ‘no need to apologise’. Before I could say anything else, Christina began undoing her bra. Shen the removed her bra, exposing her breasts. I suddenly felt very shy and did my best to ignore them. However, once again I could feel myself beginning to get aroused again. ‘Can I get out now please?’ I asked trying to avoid the awkwardness. ‘Of course’, replied Christina. As she helped me out of the bath, Christina leant in and wrapped a towel around my body. Her breasts were inches from my face as she began to dry my body. I had never seen a pair of breasts this close up before and I started to blush awkwardly as I felt my erection getting bigger. I tried to focus as hard as I could on anything apart from Christina as she finished drying me. We made our way back into the nursery where I was instructed to lie down on the changing table. As I lay down, Christina removed the towel, exposing my huge erection. ‘Wow’, exclaimed Christina, ‘someone’s a big boy this evening’. ‘I’m really sorry’, I said as I felt myself dying from embarrassment. ‘I don’t think we’ll be able to get your nappy on with that thing there’, she replied shaking her head. I closed my eyes, hoping to calm my body down. However, as I opened my eyes, my erection was still the centre of attention. Christina smiled, ‘hang on a minute’. She walked out of the room before returning a few minutes later wearing a new top. With her breasts now covered up, my erection finally started to calm itself down. ‘I thought that was probably the issue’, giggled Christina. ‘I’m so sorry’, I apologised again, ‘it’s just…I’ve never seen…’ ‘It’s alright’, she replied, ‘you may be my baby but you still have the body of a twenty-one-year-old. It’s only natural’. I felt myself blushing again. However, Christina said no more and proceeded to slide a clean nappy underneath me. After carefully rubbing in some baby powder, she pulled the nappy over my genitals and taped it into place. ‘There we go’, she cooed, ‘all ready for beddie bies’. ‘Thank you, Auntie’, I replied, having calmed myself down a bit. Christina helped me off the changing table and led me over to the crib in the corner of the nursery. Having had a nap earlier, I wasn’t feeling tired in the slightest. I had learnt now though that Christina was in charge and I needed to follow her rules. I reluctantly climbed into the crib and allowed Christina to tuck me in. She discovered the dummy that had been hiding under the duvet from earlier and picked it up. She popped the dummy into my mouth before pulling the slide of the crib up and locking it into place. I began gently sucking on my dummy as Christina closed the curtains and wound up the crib mobile. The familiar sound of lullabies filled the room once again. Christina then leant into the crib and took my dummy out. She gave me a gentle kiss on my lips before returning the dummy. ‘Night night pumpkin’, she whispered before leaving the room. It had been many years since somebody had kissed me on the lips and I suddenly felt my erection returning. I tried my best to ignore it and closed my eyes in an attempt to drift off. However, as I closed my eyes, all I could see were Christina’s breasts starting back at me. I gently stroked the outside of my nappy as I felt my erection getting harder. It felt wrong but no matter how hard I tried to stop, all I could think about were her breasts and the kiss that she had given me. I placed my hand on the front of my nappy and began massaging it gently. It felt amazing. I sucked harder on my dummy and began to pretend that it was Christina’s breast. I rubbed the front of my nappy faster and faster as my imagination continued to run wild. Suddenly, my body tensed up and I moaned with delight as I began having an orgasm. It was an incredible feeling. My dummy muffled my moans of pleasure as I wriggled about in the crib. Eventually, a wave of relaxation washed over me and I let my hand flop down to the side. I felt so naughty and dirty. I instantly fell asleep from exhaustion with a big smile on my face. -
By rusty pins · Posted
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Yes, on a purely logical level. But on an emotional level, they may not be thinking that way. Yes, Paul has plausible deniability. But imagine how the kids at his school would pounce on him even more if they saw that. "Not only is this guy in a diaper with a pacifier, but look: he enjoys acting like an actual baby." Paul's already struggling to go back (we have no clue if he'll actually do the play), that could be another nail in the coffin. And it's worse: if she posts it with his face, it's something that would follow him wherever, so it might have a dramatic influence on his college choices, and the voiceover career. People who search for him won't care that it wasn't consentual, and won't know that it wasn't his norm. They won't give him the chance to explain. And if she were to post it on something like a porn website, Harley could say it was roleplay, and make it so that people think that this is something that makes Paul get off. And once the video is out there, it can't be put back. She wouldn't need to keep the drugs in the video. If she were doing it for blackmail, those would certainly be removed. This story has been a lot on my mind since Sunday, because I'm really concerned about Paul now, and I don't see any good outcomes being possible right now.
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