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Chapter 3 Sunday’s were Hannah’s favorite day of the week because it was her one day off. A reward for her good behavior, the weight behind it did not escape her notice. She made sure not to confuse Jack’s gesture with kindness. Knowing how quickly the tides could turn, still, she was grateful. How could she not be? Waking up beside her husband to the warm glow of the morning light, it was nearly eight. He was still asleep, as usual, and for that Hannah breathed a sigh of relief. For a moment she watched on him with his back turned to her before her gaze drifted to the ceiling. He was unmoving, eerily still. Hannah loved the mornings. It was only time of day that the world collectively came to a pause, and she was truly alone. After the takeover, women’s rights were eradicated and there was little time for herself. The changes came slowly but were swift in their execution that left no room for maneuver. Those who recognized the signs of the shifting democracy fled for other countries, while everyone else hummed and awed. So trustful in a constitution that had never guaranteed freedom, they did not even realize their own downfall. That’s when her world crumpled, piece by piece until she was left standing in the ruins. Perhaps what upset her the most was that she didn’t even have the chance to finish high school. Seven months shy of graduation, college had all but become an impossible dream. It was soon understood that the most powerful tool wasn’t fear or violence. It was education. A knowledgeable woman was far more dangerous than any weapon. So it came to no surprise when women and girls slowly disappeared from public view. It was only a matter of time. The mornings offered safety, comfort, and a temporary refuge from the harshness of the world. It was a time for thought as her gaze wandered over the bookcase across the room. Greeted by familiar titles from a lifetime ago, still able to feel the worn edges frayed from use and care, it was so easy to take life for granted. Nobody knew what to miss until it was gone. But too soon, Hannah was forced back into reality. Distracted by the gnawing ache in her belly, she knew what was about to happen. The morning wasn’t complete without a soiled diaper and if she didn’t shit herself, Jack would make her. Careful not to wake him, beneath the blanket Hannah brought her knees to her chest. Already soaked from the night, her face scrunched in concentration. That's when she began to push. Exhaling tiny breaths and little grunts as her belly chugged to its final destination, the seat of her padding filled with warmth as the softened mush snaked its way out. This wasn’t her favorite position to go in. She preferred a squat rather than on her back because it always ended in a blowout. Such as now. Smeared up her backside, all Hannah could do was wait. Jack would wake up when he did and change her when he wanted, all the while mocking her endlessly with knowing looks, smug smirks, and stupid baby talk that made her want to punch him in the face. Lucky for him, she’d placed the pads down last night. She had a feeling something like this would happen. Small as it was, making the bed was her least favorite part of the day. She’d rather painstakingly polish all the silverware one by one or scrub the toilet with a toothbrush. But then again, she didn’t have a choice. Hannah told herself to be happy though. Think of the positives like that today was Sunday which meant it was a good day. ∞§∞ “My little wife is quite the poopoo machine! I think we may need to permanently switch to nighttime diapers.” He said seriously. Unperturbed by the wretched odor, he’d let her stew for an hour, taking his sweet time before finally deciding that she’d had enough (or maybe it was him). Hannah laid on the changing table beneath the window overlooking the street. Her legs were spread as he wiped her brown stained bottom in a practiced ease. She couldn’t lie, he was quick and efficient, never lingering in one place for a long. “Nighttime?” She sneezed at the cloud of powder. Pampers Xtreme left her just barely able to walk. Unable to move no more than a slow and unsteady waddle, surely he wouldn’t do that. It wasn’t feasible. There were women treated as babies and infantilized to the highest degree. There were even adult daycares and items for men to live out their wildest fantasies. For a while, Hannah feared that was her fate but Jack had quickly shut that down when he’d gaffed at the fear, “If I wanted a baby, I’d fuck it into you.” That cleared that up. But still, she never could predict his next steps. “Only deluxe,” he reassured, unfolding the thick white square. “You still have work to do.” Oh, thank god. “Hips up.” He hummed. Slid beneath and taped at her hips, there was a noticeable difference. Bulkier and heavier, her thighs no longer touched (not that they did much before) and the star printed design would glow immediately upon indication of use. “Am I still able to see Grace today?” She asked hesitantly, fiddling with her fingers. “Where are you going?” “The park.” The heat had been stifling all summer and for once, it wasn’t supposed to be too hot. For North Carolina was a rare occurrence. “Go have your play date,” he shrugged. “You know what time to be back.” “Yes, sir!” She nodded, barely able to contain her relief. There were many approved past times for women to partake in such as sewing or knitting, baking, walks, shopping… it was any activity that required no thought because why would a woman read, when all she needed to do was clean? That’s why any opportunity to get out of the house was a chance taken. From the grocery store to the dreaded Southern Housewives Association for Diapered Women (SHADW for short), where they gossiped over finger sandwiches and sparkling juice every week… it was her one reprieve. How sad was that… ∞§∞ Author’s Note: Hey all! Here is another chapter! I know that it is super short but I promise the next one will be longer! I’m not sure how many are reading this story but for those who are, I thank you so much! Your support means everything to me. As always, I love reviews because they inspire me to keep writing and update faster! That being said, I should post again shortly so stay tuned! -
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@drynotI would use baby diapers on someone as long as they fit and didn't leak because they are less expensive than youth diapers. Buying high quality diapers is wise because you can't cheap out on diapers. @CrookedRainIt nice that your mom changes your diaper and sheets after an accident. Your mom sounds like she deals with accidents very well. Having her change you makes sure that your diaper is nice and snug. @undertheradarI would use baby diapers on someone as long as they fit and didn't leak because they are less expensive than youth diapers. The plastic backed disposables you wore in the group home probably crinkled when you moved. The crinkle of a plastic backed disposable diaper can be comforting and reassuring. It was nice that your diapers had wetness indicators. The wetness indicator could be used for a quick and easy diaper check. It's a shame your step-dad beat you and your brother for accidents. You two weren't doing it on purpose. The beatings added to the stress which can make accidents more likely. If someone was having accidents during the day I might put a diaper on them to take away the stress of making it to the bathroom and having an accident -
Kat, you crack me up! Glad to see your sense of humor is intact, chores, challenges, and all. <HUGS> Christi -
By cute little kokiri girl · Posted
When Ana saw her little girl sniffling she knew it was way past her nap time, it was easy picking her little girl up carrying her to her nursery and laying her down in her crib, Ana had done this a million times and when her little girl opened her mouth to speak she was quickly silence by her pacifier which the girl shyly smiled suckled on before settling down and cuddled with her favorite stuffed animal and was practically already asleep when her mommy covered her with her blanket and kissed her forehead and left. Camilla House In the Camille household a new little girl was already plotting her escape after having settled down thanks to writing her mantra she went around trying to find escape route, but there was no way out, first she tried the window even though she was on the second floor and jumping would be a stupid idea, but she found out the window was locked. The only way out was through the bedroom door and she doubted that she'd make it very far, she was in a strange house in a strange area she didn't know, looking out her big room window she saw miles upon miles of dense forest. Madison felt like she was in a weird fairy tale about some little girl locked in a castle by an evil witch. Even though she wasn't a little girl, although looking at her dress she might as well be, Madison even pulled up her skirt and looked at her new training pants, they were degrading with a fairy tale-esque theme with horses with Butterfly Wings, crowns and rainbows, the thick cotton material even felt good especially on her bottom which still slightly stung from the spanking she had received.
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