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  A Little Diaper Fantasy
Day I



  How did I get myself into this? Mind you, I'm not
complaining since it does feel so warm and comfy to be
babied like this with mommy beside me.  I can suckle
the huge pacifier she put in my mouth but do little
else.  Blindfolded, hooded, wearing footed PJs and
tied on mittens and weakened by the day's play; I'm in
no shape to do much but sleep.  My double overnight
diaper is dry now but the many bottles of juice mommy
made me drink earlier will assure it won't stay that
way.  A restraint on my left ankle keeps me tethered
to the bed.  Mommy knows it isn't needed since there's
no way I'd move tonight without her say-so but it is a
nice touch to show she cares.  I don't know how she
did it but mommy made me her baby girl and I never
even tried to resist.
  We had talked for a long time and she knew I was a
switch like her and that I loved to submit but that I
couldn't always let myself go.   She wanted to really
take control of me but didn't know how to get me to
offer myself to her control.  So she decided to just
take charge of my need to submit and I decided it was
time to allow her to take me where she wanted.  She
planed it well and I never saw it coming when she took
charge of me.
  I was sitting in her living room when she approached
me with her hands hidden and sat down to straddle my
lap.  She touched her finger to my lips.  
"Shhhh.. I'm going to have a little fun with you."
  Taken by surprise, I simply stared at her as she
touched a huge pacifier to my lips until I parted them
to allow her to silence me.  She leaned forward to
cradle my head and kiss my forehead.  As she drew back
she slid a blindfold over my eyes.  I felt her weight
lift from my lap. I was pulled to my feet, led to her
bed and sat down.
  I sensed her move around to sit behind me and speak
in my ear. 
"Now, mommy is in charge here.  I'm going to use your
body for my pleasure and do whatever I wish to you.
You're going to be mommy's baby girl for a while and I
will hear nothing about it.  You will be mine now and
you have no say in the matter."
  As she spoke, she began stripping me of my clothes.
It was clear she had no intention of entertaining any
protest or resistance from me.  I was soon bare naked
and she bent me over the edge of her bed.  A soft rope
was used to bind my wrists.  I was left in that
position as I heard her walk out of the room.
  Left with my thoughts I began to realize how nervous
I had become.  I had been the bottom many times but
never in quite this way.  I was trusting her to have
me and I was anxious as I heard the sound of lots of
water running in the distance.  I heard my labored
breathing and felt little twitches over my skin.  A
part of me was tempted to move, get away and end this
now but the rest of me wanted to stay if only to
please mommy.
  Mommy?  Did I really see her as mommy now?  Was I
really going to let her mommy me?  Yes, I decided
right then that it was right.  I realized how much I
wanted to really have the feeling of being her
submissive baby girl.  I would let her have me.
  I don't know how long I had been left there, happy
with my quiet acceptance of mommy's control of me,
when I heard her now softer footsteps enter the room.
I heard sounds of metal clinking and something
rattling on the floor.  She bent over me to embrace my
body from above.  I could feel that she had undressed
and now wore only her bra and panties.  The feel of
her soft skin, the smooth fabric and the scent of her
body filled my senses.  She stood up and slid her
hands over my body.  I felt her touch every inch as if
claiming my flesh. 
"I'll have to fix that."  I heard mommy purr as she
ran her hands over my legs.
"Now that you are my baby, I'm going to get you ready
for my pleasure."
  Then she settled her hand on my bottom.
"I think I'll start here."  I heard her giggle as I
heard her snap a latex glove in place followed by the
clear sound of a tube being squeezed.  I pointlessly
tested the bonds on my wrists and awaited what I knew
would be next.
  Her finger slipped gently but firmly into my bottom
and I felt myself submit a little deeper.  She began
to finger my bottom while rubbing my quivering cheeks.
 She slipped her fingers in me again and again as she
spread more lube into my unresisting hole.
  At first the enema was a surprise.  I felt it pop
in and settle into place.  Then came the inflation.
My breath froze as the inner balloon grew inside me.
Mommy slowly inflated it as if to tease me as I felt
the balloon expand inside me well beyond any hope of
removal. Then the outer balloon expanded until it
pressed against the inner balloon to complete the seal
that would force me to retain whatever she wanted to
put in me.
"Baby, lie on the bed on your left side, right knee up
to your chest."  She said as she gave me an
affectionate swat.
  I obeyed her and felt her lie down behind me.  She
spent several minutes playing with me as I felt the
enema firmly seated in my bottom. 
"Mmmmm, you have such a nice body to play with."
  Click.
  The enema was started with no warning.  I felt the
warm water flow into me swiftly and smelled the soap
in the water.  She massaged my bound body and rubbed
herself against me as I tried to relax and accept it
and the little cramps.  I was made to move several
times to allow the water to fully fill me as she
teased me.  My belly was swollen from the warm water
swishing and cleansing deep inside me and held in
place by the intruding enema.  I was made to hold it
in for some time as she played with my body to her
great amusement.  Finally, I was untied, led into the
bathroom and allowed to have relief.  A second, larger
enema was used to rinse the first and I felt quite
drained when she finished it.
  She then pulled me over her lap and retied my hands.
 Fearing a spanking, I braced for the sting.  Instead,
I felt my bottom being lubricated once again except
with more fingers this time stretching out my bottom
even wider than she had before. 
"Now baby, I have something for you to hold for me."
As soon as the plug touched my bottom she began to
slowly work it into me.  Once she started, she didn't
stop.  The plug was kept under steady pressure as it
slowly entered my bottom.  I tried to relax and allow
it to enter me but the pressure was growing.  I sucked
on the pacifier and hoped for the plug to settle in
place.  Mommy kept it in place but began to slowly
move it in small strokes and twists.  Each time she
stroked it in it went a little bit further.  At last
it popped into place and would be seated there for as
long as mommy wanted since I could not get it out
while bound.
  I was lifted and seated on the bed causing my weight
to push on the plug.  I heard the sound of plastic
being unwrapped.  Then I felt a diaper being rubbed
against my face and over my body.  Mommy laid me back
and slid the diaper under my bottom then brought the
front into place.
"My baby girl.  When I'm done using your body tonight
you'll be wearing this whether you like it or not."
She whispered in my ear as she rubbed me through the
front of the diaper.  "You're mine now and I'm going
to keep you diapered so you never forget.  You can
look forward to wearing and using your diapers for as
long as I want and I will change you when and how I
wish.  Now, let's take care of this while that plug
opens you up."  She said as she ran her hands over my
legs and bottom.
  I was led into the bathroom, my hands were untied
and I was lowered, plug still seated firmly in place,
into the warm bath water.  After soaking for several
minutes she lifted my right leg out of the water,
applied lotion and I felt her strip my leg of hair
with a lady's razor.  My flesh grew very sensitive as
more of it was completely bared.   This was not play.
I was mommy's baby girl now and mommy wanted me shorn
and vulnerable.  When my legs had been bared she made
me get on all fours and shaved my bottom and front
taking great care to get every hair between my legs.
I was striped of all hair from the neck down when she
was done and lifted from the tub.
"Kneel down with your knees spread."
  When I did as she told me a strap was wrapped around
the base of my erection.  I was pulled to my feet by
the strap and led into another room.  I was bent over
some type of padding.  My arms were pulled down and
secured into restraints.  The same was done with my
ankles and a strap was bound around the small of my
back forcing my bottom into full exposure.
"Now baby, you will keep that binky in your mouth.  If
it falls out I will use a cane on you.  I'm going to
make a baby girl of you."
  I felt the plug being pulled out with a pop.  I felt
empty without it and I hoped for more.  Then I felt
her gloved fingers enter my bottom with lots of lube.
 She curled her fingers inside me and began to rub
towards to front.  After a while she began to use
downward strokes on my shaft.
  Nooooo. I quietly thought.  I was being milked and I
could do nothing to stop her.  I wanted to protest but
I dared not drop my binky.  "Mommy, please don't milk
me."  I begged in my mind.  But she continued to drain
me as my body slowly yielded what mommy sought to take
from me.  While I wished for her to stop my body
rebelled and my bottom arched up asking for more of
the pleasure the milking brought.  As the milk flowed
out I felt myself start to grow soft and the strap was
tightened.  All I could do was nurse on the binky.
  Suddenly the milking stopped and the restraints were
undone.  Mommy brought me to her bed and bound my
wrists again.
  The blindfold was pulled off and I found mommy
standing naked except for a very realistic strap-on
that she was slowly stroking as she held my head so I
was watching it from a foot away.
"Do you like it? Do you know what I'm going to do with
it?"  She softly growled.  "I'm going to make you take
it in your mouth and pleasure it."
  I was roughly pulled off the bed and forced onto my
knees where I found myself looking up at it inches
from my face.  I felt myself shiver as I saw how real
it looked and how large.  She had wrapped it in a
condom with the tip protruding out from the head.  The
smell of latex mixed powerfully with the scent of her
nectar inches away.  Kneeling there, my hands bound,
my half-drained cock restrained in its strap by my
well-violated bottom, pacifier in my mouth about to be
replaced by the shaft that bobbled before me, not
knowing what else would be done to except that I would
be diapered with or against my will when she was done,
I had never felt so submissive and had never so wanted
to feel it.
  The blindfold was replaced and the binky removed.
My head was roughly arched upwards.  I felt the first
touch of the tip to my lips.
"Kiss it, baby girl."
  I extended my lips and accepted the contact.
Holding my head steady, she thrust forward just enough
to force the head into my mouth.  It felt soft and
firm and had a sweet flavor.
"Now, suck on it until you've sucked it into your
mouth.  Don't even think of stopping until your little
mouth is full."
  I steadied my breath and sucked on mommy as hard as
I could.  Slowly I felt it slide into my mouth as
mommy whispered sweetly to keep going.  As last I felt
my nose touch her belly.  I dared not move.  I had
never felt so violated and trembled slightly as the
scent of her nectar overwhelmed me and made me feel
faint.  I could feel the veins in my mouth and she
must have heated it as the warmth filled my mouth.
"Now pleasure it and think of what it will feel like
as I slide it into your bottom, baby girl."
  The thought made me melt a little and I felt myself
go completely soft yet the strap seemed to tighten.  I
did my best to suck and lick mommy as she thrust
herself into my face.  The image of her taking me
filled my mind.  I knew that she couldn't really feel
me licking her toy.  What was really exciting her was
that she was making me do what she wanted for her
pleasure.
  When she was satisfied with my efforts she undid my
wrists and made me turn around to get on my knees and
elbows on her bed.  My chest and head were lowered to
rest on a thick pillow with my wrists tied in front of
me and bound to the headboard.  I was made to spread
my knees a few feet apart and to cross my ankles that
she then tied together.  This position left me fully
exposed and my back was naturally arched partly from
the position and partly from my desire to offer myself
for her.  She bent over me, replaced the pacifier and
pulled a stretch spandex hood over my head.  The hood
had the scent of baby powder and oil and the scent
filled my nose with every breath I took.
  Her hands touched me all over as she rose from me.
"Every inch of you is mine to play with tonight.
Every inch.  And now you will feel what it means to be
my baby girl."
  She took hold of my hips and steadied herself behind
me.  Although I was blindfolded and wearing a hood, I
had to squeeze my eyes closed as I felt the tip touch
my bottom.
  I doubt she took five seconds to slide fully into me
but it felt like an hour.  I could feel each
centimeter and detail slip into my very well lubed
bottom.  A wave of pleasure shot over my belly, over
my chest, down my arms and into my fingers.  I heard a
click and it began to buzz inside me.  She had not
fully milked me but it was enough so that my body
could not have an easy relief.  I was aching with
desire as she thrust into me but I stayed soft as the
endless need mounted.  I sucked helplessly on the
binky as I heard her breathing grow ragged.  I could
feel her cum at least twice from taking me and I
finally began to respond.
  She got out of the strap on but left it buried in
me.  My ankles were untied and I was turned onto my
back.  The strap on my cock was undone and I grew
fully erect.  I felt the diaper being slid under me
and the front was brought up to cover me but not taped
in place.  She then lifted the hood, removed the
binky, mounted my face and bore down me.  As I
struggled to suckle and lick her she fondled me
through front of the diaper.  When she came again she
squeezed my head between her thighs until I came to
rest with my legs splayed open.  She opened the diaper
but left it in place under me as she put the strap on
back on.  It was time for mommy to make my helpless
body cum.  I was taken in the missionary position and
violated until at last I had my blissful relief.  What
little cum had not been milked from me leaked out onto
my belly while I felt waves of shuddering pleasure
sweep over my flesh and my mind turned into ether.
  By the time my head was clear the baby oil had been
lovingly applied and I could smell the powder being
dusted onto my bottom.  Having given up so much I now
knew the time had come for me to surrender even the
right of where to go.  With my hands bound over my
head I could only lay still and feel the padding under
my bottom and the feeling of the diaper being pulled
up as the diaper's edges settled into place between my
legs and the padding enveloping me.  Humming a lullaby
as she worked, mommy pulled the front taught and
pulled the tapes into place.  The bottom tape was just
tight enough to keep it in place.  The second tape was
pulled slightly tighter and the last tape was pulled
as snug as she could get it.  The result was that I
was fully sealed in the thick overnight diaper and
every inch of padding gripped my flesh.
  Mommy left me to feel the diaper's snug embrace as
she got out a second overnight diaper and noisily
began to open it.  I heard the crinkle as she opened
it and put two liners down its center with the ends
overlapping.  The second diaper was slid under me and
mommy tore a long slit in the front of the first to
allow free flow into the second diaper and liners.
The second diaper was pulled up and taped as snug as
the first.  I was sealed in a very thick and heavy
diaper and I knew she meant to keep me in it for a
long time.
  Mommy untied me and removed the hood and blindfold.
She then dressed me in a one-piece footed sleeper and
tied my hands inside baby mittens making my hands
useless.  As she dressed me she rubbed and played with
my body.  I soon found that she loved to pat, swat and
rub my padded bottom firmly as if I could forget that
I was helplessly diapered.
  I was cradled on mommy's lap and suckled her breast
as I was softly rocked and she whispered little
affectionate reminders that I was her baby girl.
While they were sweet they also drove home exactly
what condition I was in, what she had done to me and
subtle hints of what she might do later.  I was left
no room to imagine that I was in control in any way.
  I was pulled from her breast and a bottle was fed to
me.  It was apple juice but with a slight strange
aftertaste.  I was made to drink four full bottles of
the juice. When I had finished my tummy felt very full
and I must have been drained from all the night's
events as I felt very tired and weak.  As I started to
drift off I felt mommy put restraints on my limbs and
was tied to the bed fully spread out.  The last thing
I remembered was the binky being replaced.  A couple
wraps of bondage tape were used to hold it in place.
  Very groggy, I felt myself being stirred awake.
What had awoken me was clear.  I needed to pee badly.
I felt the thick diapers waiting for me to give in,
almost mocking me.  I had wet my diaper before but
never like this.  It had always been my choice and I
was free to use the diaper or not.  This time I had no
choice.  I knew it was pointless but I had to test my
bonds.  I had little more than few inches of play with
any limb.  The mittens made my fingers useless so I
could never play with any knots that I couldn't find
anyway.  The binky was held in place and I knew that
calling out would be useless anyway and the best I
could hope for from that would be a dose of castor
oil.  This was it.  I was not even in control of my
bladder.  Mommy had me under her full control.
  Abandoning any pretense of control, I let go.  The
diaper quickly grew heavy as the warm wetness spread.
I melted into the bed knowing that, having made a girl
of me, mommy had now made a baby of me.
  By the morning time I had wet my diaper twice more.
After wetting for the first time I didn't even try to
resist and my diaper was sodden.  The extra thickness
caused it to grip me tightly.  I had no chance to
think of it since mommy, deciding that she would use
me for her delight, had removed the binky, straddled
my face and bore down on me.  I did my best to please
her with my lips and tongue but it was clear that she
was mostly masturbating on my face and touching
herself to make herself cum quickly.  Once again, I
felt my face being tightly gripped between her
quivering thighs.
  My face covered with her honey, I was pacified once
again.  She undid my wrist and ankle restraints, sat
me up and removed my pjs and mittens.  She then got
out my straight jacket.  She dressed me in it quickly.
 I felt my arms being pulled into placed and secured
tightly against my body followed by the groin straps.
My ankles were put back in the restraints and pulled
wide apart.
  I felt mommy's naked body settle in behind me and
snuggle in close.  She grasped the front of my diaper
and rubbed me through it.
"Goodness, you are a very wet baby girl.  Your di-dy
is just soaking wet.  Now mommy will make you wet it
again.  Mommy is going to make you cum for my
amusement.  Why don't you try to fight it and see if
you can stop me?"
  As she said this she pulled a latex glove on her
other hand and poured lube into it.  As she did this I
realized how little I could move as mommy had thought
this out well.  She wrapped her free hand around my
chest and pulled me to her.  I did try to struggle but
each movement only drove home how defenseless I was. 
"What's wrong?  Can't all those muscles stop me?  Here
comes my hand down your diaper.  Mmm.how humiliating
to be stroked inside your wet diaper until you cum.
Go ahead.  Make me stop."
  She slipped her gloved hand and the huge glob of
lube down my diaper, took hold of me and began to
stroke.  Utterly defenseless, I could only close my
eyes and feel the pleasure.  She was stroking to make
cum as quickly as she could.  And build quickly it did
as my breath became gasps and I writhed uselessly
against the restraints and soon lost it.  As I spurted
into my waiting diaper my body twitched until I
fainted back into her waiting body.
  Mommy kept me in diapers the rest of the day.  After
removing my restraints I was changed into a fresh
diaper.  Going from a soaked diaper directly to a
fresh, dry one made it clear that mommy was going to
keep me a baby for more than just an overnight
although I was changed into a single overnight diaper
during my daytime captivity instead of the double
diapering with liners mommy used to control me
overnight. 
  Changing wasn't a quick task.  It was almost a
ritual as mommy unfolded the fresh one and teased me
with it, rubbing it on my body or just leaving it
inverted on my face as she got me ready to wear it.
The tapes were pulled off one at a time and the wet
diaper was rolled up into a ball leaving my hairless
self exposed.  Every inch of skin was carefully
cleaned followed by a generous application of oil,
cream and/or powder that served as much as an excuse
to fondle and probe me as it was to protect my skin
while I was kept diapered.  She even used the powder
to smooth her hands as she massaged them over every
part of her territory and left me smelling of powder
from head to toe.  Being spoon fed while your body
slides against all you touch is like a subtle and
passive form of restraint.  Finally, and it felt so
final when mommy did it, the fresh diaper was slid
under me and secured in place.  Somehow, it was always
snug enough to fondle me with every movement and
sealed enough to never leak yet not too bitingly
tight.  Maybe that was because mommy had plenty of
other ways to tease and torment me and the diapers
were a form of affection as much as a way to possess
me at all times.  The diaper's grasp was an
addictively warm embrace.
  I quickly learned her rules for diaper changes.  I
was to keep my hands over my shoulders at all times
until the new diaper was sealed in place.  The ten
swats I got with her paddle when I let one hand dip
under for a second taught me not to test this rule.  
I could glance downwards but the back of my head was
to stay in touch with the bed or pillow.  My legs were
to stay apart and I was to follow her instructions
although, as a baby girl, she made no real demands on
me.  Mommy spoon fed me and made me drink many bottles
of that apple juice so I was getting diapered
throughout the day.
  The paddling was surprisingly unpleasant for such a
quick and light punishment.  I was always good at
taking spankings but not that time.  Before I had
known my hand had dipped too low she quickly pulled me
up and over her lap.  I wasn't my tough self anymore.
I was a baby girl scared and ashamed that I was going
to be spanked.  I closed my eyes tight and suckled my
binky as I hoped she would change her mind.  The
paddling was unceremonious and not playful.  My bottom
got ten firm paddle strokes in half a minute that left
me quivering and about to sob like a baby.  Each
stroke was a fiery reminder that I had been bad.  Had
she spanked me any longer I don't know how long I
would have wept like the baby mommy had made me be.
When she was done I wanted nothing but to be diapered
again and to please mommy and do as she pleased.
  I soon found these rules gave her full access to do
what she wished to me while I could only wonder what
was happening.  This ranged from little accidents as
she applied cream and oil to my tender bottom to
inserting a plug.  Luckily, I never found myself
wearing a diaper and a plug for very long.  The
frequent changes made mommy want to try a variety of
ideas. I found myself wondering what was about to
happen as I felt yet another diaper growing heavy.
Knowing that my legs would soon be in the air kept my
mind on how vulnerable I was to mommy's whims while
being changed.  I am only happy that she didn't follow
through on her threat to put glycerin plugs in my
bottom.
  After lunch I was milked again.  I accepted another
soapy enema and crawled willingly into place to be
restrained for the milking.  This time she drained me
completely and I could only feel frustration and
growing arousal as she took me over and over as her
baby girl once even cutting a tiny hole in my diaper
that she reinforced with tape so she could take me
through it.  She played with me at will and made me
please her in many ways.  Mommy never once had to
restrain me other than to tell me what to do other
than once so that she could tickle me until I lost
voluntary control and flooded my di-dy.
  After hours of frustration I was able to become
erect.  Seeing this, mommy bound me to a chair with my
legs apart.   Once again, I was fully secured,
blinded, silenced and helpless.  Even my waist was
strapped down.
"Mommy wants another kind of pleasure from her baby
girl." She said as I felt her slide her hands down my
shaft.
  When she was done, I could feel the snug embrace of
a condom wrapped on me as mommy mounted my lap.  She
rubbed herself against me until I was painfully stiff.
 She took me without warning and I felt myself being
enveloped by her warmth.  I didn't enter her so much
as she swallowed me.  Despite having been denied for
so long this was for her pleasure and I could only
feel her body and her pleasure growing.  She came
before I could and got off me as soon as she had been
pleased.  The condom was left in place to catch my cum
as it dripped out of me as I was once again placed in
the merciless restraints and milked until I was fully
drained and ready to scream or cry.
  After several more hours of molestation and
diaperings.and a little bit of playful fun. I find
myself here in bed again, willingly helpless. At
bedtime I suckled mommy's breast until I slipped so
deeply into babyhood that I cried softly as my tears
ran down her body.  When I was done she restrained my
leg and told me to go to sleep.   
"Thank you, mommy."  My first words in over a day and
my last before I was pacified were soft and mewling.
I was her baby girl tonight.
"Good night my sweet baby girl" And she gave me
another of the endless playful but firm swats on my
padded bottom.  Why did that sound make me sink even
deeper?
  The apple juice before bed had had that same
aftertaste.  I find myself drifting off to sleep as
the double diaper hugs my loins and I feel my bladder
filling.  Maybe I'll wet my diaper in my sleep.  I
feel so good being mommy's baby girl though the day's
frustration sits in the back of my mind.  I'm not too
worried about it though.  I saw mommy leave the
straight jacket on the bedside chair. 


___A Little Diaper Fantasy
Day II



  Despite all the juice mommy had made me drink, I was
never awoken by the need to pee.  In fact I was never
awoken at all and had slept like a baby.well, like the
baby girl mommy had made of me.straight through the
night.  Just as I was about to wonder how I got
through the night without wetting my diaper I moved my
hips a little and felt something odd.  My overnight
double diaper was heavy and too thick to shift inside
my vinyl panties.  My mittened hands moved to feel my
diapers and the heft was unmistakable.  My stomach
tightened a little as I realized I had flooded my
diaper in my sleep.
  I had willingly become mommy's baby girl.  I had let
her use me for her pleasure in as many ways as she
wanted and had been happy to quietly lay cradled in
her arms.  But I was becoming anxious.  I didn't want
to be wetting in my sleep.  I had finally been made to
wet myself while restrained and left with no other
choices and tickled until my bladder gave out on its
own but to involuntarily wet in sleep, more than once
by the feel of the sodden wetness that filled the
padding over my bottom, was becoming alarming.  It was
a new and real loss of control that I had not been
ready for.
  Then there was the matter of the milkings.  Being
completely drained twice combined with being taken
over and over for mommy's satisfaction had left me
squirming inside.  I was aching for relief.  I thought
about the straight jacket beside the bed and wondered
if mommy would put it on me before making me
helplessly cum like yesterday.
  My trying to rub my diaper through my mittens and
zipped up sleeper must have woken mommy because she
suddenly grabbed me, turned me on my back and started
tickling my tummy and ribs.
"Mornin' honey."  She giggled as I began to squirm
under her fingers.
"And what were we just doing?  Playin' wif our di-dys,
were we?  Well, mommy will have to help my baby girl
play."
  Mommy turned me onto my belly and sat on my back to
pin me down.  She continued to tickle me wherever she
wanted.  She kept tickling different spots and, as I
was blindfolded and hooded, I couldn't hold her off if
she kept tickling new spots.  I could only squirm
under her touch.  I felt my sleeper being unzipped
then lowered halfway down my back and my arms slipped
out of the sleeves.  Now that my skin was bared mommy
started tickling even more as I giggled into my binky.
 My bare flesh was sensitive enough to jump at her
lightest touches and pokes down my sides.
  Mommy then turned around and pulled the sleeper's
legs and feeties off to expose my legs and soaked
diaper.  Still sitting on my back she began to tickle
my legs.after giving my butt another of her magical
swat and rubs.  I began to squirm harder now.
"Now be still or mommy will have to tie baby down."
  I did my best to hold still as mommy tickled inside
my thighs causing my skin to jump under my diaper but
if I were in control of myself I wouldn't be wearing a
drenched diaper.  I kept squirming and bucking despite
my efforts to hold still for mommy.
"It seems mommy's baby is a little jumpy this morning.
 I'll just have to wear you down a little."
  Mommy sat me up and I felt the weight of my diaper
shift along with me.  Mommy removed my mittens and I
heard the rustle of material.  A little thrill went
down my spine as I felt my arms being pulled into my
straight jacket.  Soon I was wrapped into the
restraining garment, my arms hugging myself and held
well out of mommy's way.  Again my ankles were
restrained and spread wide.  When mommy had finished I
was painfully erect from the memory of what had been
done to me the last time I was held like this.
"I wonder what's going to happen now."  Mommy purred
as she settled in place behind me and pulled me in
towards her.
  The familiar squeeze of lube sounded was followed by
the feel of mommy's hand going down my diaper.  She
took hold of me and coated me with a thick layer of
lube.  I leaned back and waited for mommy to take me
to the clouds.  But her hand did not move.
"I hope you don't expect me to make you cum with all
that energy you have baby girl.  You have the gift of
my hand.  Take care of yourself."
  Ready to scream from frustration but desperate to
have my relief, I stroked myself against mommy's hand.
 I couldn't move more than a few inches in any
direction and it was tiring labor.  Nevertheless, I
struggled to pleasure myself in her palm.  To make it
worse mommy would sometimes move her hand with me so
that my effort was pointless.  Soon I was drenched in
dripping sweat and straining to breathe around my
binky.  I could feel the end building and hoped mommy
would allow me to have it.
  At last I lost it.  My head fell back as my body
began to quiver and my breath came in sharp gasps.  I
felt like I was imploding as a wave of heat spread
from my head over my body.  As my body lost all sense
I spurted into her hand she had cupped around the
head.
  As I slowly recovered mommy lifted my hood halfway
and removed my binky.  My head was hanging down over
her shoulder as my awareness slowly returned.
"My, that was a good one for my baby.  Now open your
mouth.  I have something for you."
  I let my lips part and expected a bottle but I only
got mommy's hand.  She poured my milk into my mouth
then slipped her hand over it so that I couldn't spit
any of it out.
"Now be a good girl and drink up.  Don't you lose a
single drop or you'll get a spanking."
  I had never had this done to me before but I wasn't
about to earn another of mommy's paddlings.  The taste
filled my mouth as I let it go down my throat.  I
hoped mommy was very pleased since I didn't enjoy the
feeling.  Mommy did seem quite happy with me as she
gently rocked and rubbed my exhausted body while
removing my restraints and blindfold leaving my in
only my diaper.  I was fed a large bottle of something
that was like thick milk but sweeter and that
satisfied my hunger.
  I was surprised when mommy restrained me down on the
changing pad since I was always good while being
changed.  I was unwrapped and heard the thud of the
diaper landing in the diaper pail.  After I was
cleaned a pad was placed under my bottom arching my
hips upward.
  And there was the enema.  I was getting used to my
bottom being sealed and filled by it but it still left
me feeling violated.  I was beginning to wonder if
mommy liked to give me enemas because she liked to see
me wriggle as my belly swelled or so that my diapers
would only be wet when she changed me.  My train of
wonder was cut off as the click signaled the start of
the flow.  The fluid was very warm as it entered and I
could smell the scent of lemon juice in the air.
After the two earlier cleanings I was filling quickly
as I felt the fluid twisting it's way into my body.
It was the largest enema I had yet been given.  When
the flow stopped I was left to lie helplessly and wait
to be released. 
  Still restrained, the enema was deflated and
removed.  A plug immediately replaced it and was
inflated to seal the enema in.  The discomfort was
growing but mommy rubbed and kneaded my tummy. 
  As mommy was kneeling besides me I noticed her body
for the first time that morning.  Her dark satin
nightie hugged her body and the outline of her panties
was clear around her soft hips.  My cramping died down
a little as I longed to touch her.  I strained against
my bonds as I wanted to feel mommy's flesh.  I wanted
her to mount my face and make me please her.  I
thought of the scent of her body and the touch of her
legs grasping my head.  I wanted to suckle on her
breasts as she played with my diapered bottom.  I
wanted mommy to fuck me with her strap-on until I
passed out from joy. 
  A sudden cramp overtook me.  My eyes shut and a tear
trickled out of my right eye as I realized how much I
had really submitted to mommy.  As my eyes drank in
her body she stopped smiling.  She locked eyes with me
as she mounted my chest.  Her breasts spilled out as
she peeled off her nightie.  She cupped her breasts
and fondled them as she rubbed her very wet panties on
my chest.  Another cramp took me and I felt my bottom
twitch around the plug.  The restraints reminded me of
their embrace.
  Mommy leaned forward and slipped a nipple into my
mouth.  I gratefully nursed her as the cramp subsided.
 Mommy's breast filled my thoughts as well as my mouth
and I felt her hand slide down my chest.  Mommy was
touching herself and I found myself jealous of her
hand.  Her nipple stiffened in my mouth as she moaned
and writhed on my chest. 
  Again she touched her pussy to my face but with her
wet panties in place serving as a frustrating barrier.
 She bore her weight down until my nose and mouth were
covered.  Another cramp mixed with deep desire caused
me to bury my hungry lips between her legs.  Mommy
began to shake violently and her thighs gripped me
like a vice as her panties leaked into my mouth.
  The release of the enema took several minutes before
it was drained and I was likewise drained of energy.
Mommy then led me into the tub and helped me slowly
lower myself into the hot water.  I couldn't open my
eyes as I felt the bubbles wrap around me.  I know not
how long mommy softly bathed me but I was completely
lost in her gentle cleaning.  The sponge slid around
every crevice until my body was immaculate and I had
lost all desire to think, too content to try.  My body
was carefully shaved smooth again and mommy wrapped a
terry towel around me as she lifted me out of the tub.
 
  I was dried and place on my changing pad.  The towel
remained under me and my naked body was resting still.
 I was reminded softly of mommy's changing rules as
she threw on a robe and left the room.  I moved into
my diaper position as best as I could and waited.
"My, she is every bit as adorable as you said she was.
 What a cute little baby girl you have."
  I opened my eyes and found myself looking at a cute
blond girl.  She couldn't have been a day over 20 and
she was looking down on me like her birthday had come
early.  I don't know why but I made no attempt to hide
or cover myself.  Maybe mommy had taught me too well
or maybe I didn't want a paddling.  Maybe I was a baby
girl and had no reason to want to cover myself.  Mommy
came and sat down next to me.
"This is Aunty, Mommy will be going out shopping for a
while and she will be babysitting you while I'm out.
Mommy trusts her to take good care of you and you will
mind her like you mind me."  Mommy then kissed me on
the forehead, gave me my binky and left to get
dressed.
  So there I was, naked and about to be diapered by a
babysitter who was barely more than a baby herself.  I
had no doubt that she planned to diaper me since she
was carrying a big pink bag clearly labeled "diaper
bag."  As if she wasn't girlish enough by being so
young she was dressed in a plaid skirt, white tights
and a powder pink tank top with "lil' angel" written
in puffy letters across her small chest.  Her demeanor
was clearly that of a young girl playing house with a
new doll.  If she was acting the part, she deserved an
Oscar.   But mommy said aunty was in charge so aunty
was in charge.
  It was soon clear that I wasn't her first baby as
she quickly had me pinned into a fresh diaper that was
thicker than any I had worn yet.  Yes, pinned.  Aunty
pulled a cloth diaper out of her bag and slid it under
my bottom before thoroughly applying cream and powder.
 I didn't even try to follow how she folded the diaper
before bring it up between my legs and pinning them in
place.  They were thick and snug and hugged in a very
different way than the disposables mommy had been
keeping me in.  Light pink plastic panties were then
snapped into place over my new cloth diaper.
  Aunty then dressed me in a white cotton tee.  She
also slipped my hands into a new pair of baby mittens.
 I didn't think about the mittens until they were in
place and I realized they made my hands close into
loose balls.  The mittens had a firm coating and
something was slippery between my hands and the cover.
 While wearing these my fingers were unless to hold
anything.  Further, they were buckled at the wrist and
a small lock was applied to the buckle I could not
remove them and the D ring on the side made it clear
they could be used to restrain me.  I was also given a
new binky that was very similar to the giant one I
used except that this one had a much larger leather
mouth cover and a strap aunty used to buckle it to my
face.  Aunty wasn't such a little girl now.
  As if the pink plastic panties weren't girlish
enough aunty the got out a pair of pure white tights.
She slid them slowly over my legs and over my diaper.
The tights hugged my legs and tickled my skin as aunty
ran her hand over them and tugged them into her
perfect fit.  A quick glace was enough to see that
they were semi-opaque but that my new pink plastic
panties could be clearly seen through the tights.  The
also helped my diaper to look slightly bulged out and
obvious at a glance.  They thus left me looking even
more girlish and babyish than if I were only wearing a
diaper.
 "My goodness, you've made her look so cute.  And now
those little paws can't get into any trouble.  You
should thank your aunty as soon as you learn to talk."
   Mommy had gotten dressed and smiled with delight as
she looked me over and examined how aunty had dressed
me. 
"Now she's had a very busy morning and needs to be put
down for a nap.  Feed her when she wakes up from the
things I've left out in the kitchen.  You can watch TV
with her when she's done until I get back.  Be sure to
change her as soon as she gets wet and when she wakes
up or she'll get cranky."
  Yes, aunty gave me a little swat and rub on my new
diaper when she put me down for my nap.  I might have
thought about that for a while if I hadn't fallen
asleep at once.   My dreams were unfathomable.  I
slept and floated in a cloud of warmth and wetness.
  When I opened my eyes aunty was beaming down on me.
The nap had done a world of good for me and I felt
wonderful.
"Baby had such a nice nap.  You should have seen how
cute you were all snuggled up in your blankie.  Now
let's get you out of that wet didie."
  I didn't know what she meant as I didn't recall
wetting my diaper but then I felt it.  The terry cloth
was drooping inside my plastic panties.  I had wet my
diaper in my sleep again.  This was getting a little
scary but I felt far too good to care about it right
then.
  Once again I found myself being restrained on my
changing pad but not, to my relief, in preparation for
a long enema.  Aunty obviously loved to keep me
restrained and looked for any chance for an excuse to
tie me down.  And so I was bound tightly as aunty
unrolled my tights, unsnapped my plastic panties and
pulled them off.  The terry cloth diaper was pulled
off next and I was given one of the longest and
slowest cleanings I had ever had.  She ran her baby
wipes over every inch over and over even over skin
that hadn't been diapered.  They had a sweet smell of
aloe and felt tingly on my sensitive flesh.  
"Mmm...Pity mommy won't let me play with you.  You
have such a cute bottom.  But I can still have a
little fun."  She said as she pulled on some rubber
gloves and squeezed something into them.
  I thought it was diaper rash cream as aunty first
smeared it on me.  Then it grew a bit cold.  Then a
bit hot. Then both at once.  It wasn't painful but it
was a strong sensation that made me jerk against my
bonds in surprise and moan into my gag/pacifier.  A
thin layer was applied all over my front and bottom as
I began to squirm under the assault of cold and heat.
When she probed into my bottom with a little of the
stuff I really felt it take hold. 
  It took several minutes of writhing for it to wear
off and I was not the happiest baby girl in the world
when it was over.  Aunty looked like she had enjoyed
herself immensely.  Again she used the baby wipes to
clean me with all the care she had used the first
time.  I got really worried when I felt cream being
applied a second time.  But this time it was mildly
cool and stayed that way, just cream for diaper rash
that was liberally applied over my diaper area.  A
fresh diaper soon snuggly gripped my bottom and I
found myself in a pair of very pink vinyl pull-up
panties this time.  Aunty also dressed me in a new
pair of tights that were also white but easier to see
through than the first set.
  Aunty brought me into the kitchen and sat me down a
chair that was just high enough so that my feet didn't
touch the ground.  I wasn't the least bit surprised
when I was strapped into it by the ankles, wrists,
hips and chest with the chest restraint being a big,
soft "X" that crossed over my shoulders and held me
securely to the chair. 
  My feeding spoon, on the other hand, was a bit
unexpected.  Mommy had been feeding me baby food from
jars and formula since she had first put me in diapers
but now I sat before a large bowl of peach flavored
oatmeal and what looked like a Thanksgiving serving
spoon.  Aunty removed my pacifier, put a feeding bib
over me and started to feed me.  The purpose of the
oversized spoon became clear at once.  It was far too
big for my mouth and aunty dipped it fully into the
oatmeal after each mouthful.  The oatmeal was yummy
but I was soon a very messy baby girl as the oatmeal
kept spilling over and getting all over my face.  I'm
fairly sure less than half made it in my mouth.  Aunty
was having a wonderful time feeding me and I must say
I start to find it fun.  My spoon had played
peek-a-boo with me, been an airplane and a choo-choo
and even a bunny wabbit.  Aunty did have a lot of
nerve scolding me for making a mess when she was done.
 Of course she did have to clean up when the bowl was
empty.
  I was brought into the living room floor and given
four bottles of apple juice to finish while aunty
cleaned up my mess.  I was told not to move from that
spot so that aunty could see me from the kitchen. 
Drinking the juice wasn't the hard part; it was trying
to drink with those mittens on.  At best I could sort
of hold the bottle between my hands and hold it to my
mouth.  Finally, I gave in and lay back with the
bottle resting on me like the baby I was.  This helped
get the juice down but also helped get a fair bit of
air down with it.  Aunty jumped a little when she
burped me then rubbed her ear.  She still managed to
tell me what a good baby I was for finishing it all.
  I don't know why but I nearly threw a tantrum while
we were waiting for mommy to return.  I didn't want to
sit on the couch.  I didn't like the cartoons aunty
put on.  I really didn't want to have that pacifier
strapped to my mouth.  Aunty quickly lost patience
with me as I began to act up.  A sharp whap on the
back of my thigh made me stop but then I began to sulk
and pout.  I was still moody, and seriously in need of
a change, when mommy returned home.
  She walked past with a big smile and several
packages.  It began to set in that I had been bad and
mommy was now home.  They had a little talk out of my
hearing as I sat and squirmed in my soaked diaper.
Aunty and mommy came back and let me to my changing
pad.  Aunty removed my mittens, pacifier, tights and
shirt but tied my hands together and over my head.
After stuffing these in her diaper bag she removed my
vinyl panties and wet diaper, leaving me bare naked
except for the restraints as she put her used cloth
diapers in a laundry bag and stuffed it in her diaper
bag. 
  As soon as aunty was done cleaning me she asked
where mommy kept the disposables.
"Oh, she won't need a diaper for that naughty bottom
for a little while.  I have other plans for it.  Now,
do you need to be changed?  You must be completely
sopping wet by now."
"Yes, ma'am.  Please change me." Aunty said.
"Very well but first let me do a little prep on this
naughty baby girl."  Mommy said as she moved towards
me with one of her new bags from her shopping trip and
a scowl on her face.
  I was getting scared now but was also confused.aunty
needs to be changed?  I didn't have time to think on
it as mommy turned me on to my tummy and closed my
legs.  She bound them together at the knees with some
type of strap restraint that kept my knees slightly
apart with a small pad.  My hands were then restrained
together with a brand new set of the same mittens
aunty had used.  Mommy had also bought a strapped
pacifier but this one was different as it had a couple
of holes in the front.  After mommy had secured it to
my mouth she attached a pump to the front.  A few
squeezes later and the binky had swelled to fill my
mouth.  Mommy then hooked a pint size bag with a tube
snaking out of the bottom to the hook she used for my
enemas.  The tube was hooked to the other hole in the
pacifier then mommy opened the seal and I saw the
greenish fluid slowly flow towards my waiting mouth.
"Now you better drink every drop of that by the time
I'm done with changing aunty."
  I quickly found the fluid flowed fast when I sucked
on it.  YUCK!  It was horribly bitter and clung to
every part of my mouth.  I wanted to stop it but now
that it had started, it continued to slowly ooze into
the pacifier but not fast enough to finish in time
unless it sucked on it.
  Struggling to swallow the nasty drink, I tried to
distract myself by seeing aunty get changed.  Her
changing pad was now next to mine and she was laying
back with her legs open and her skirt up revealing a
very wet disposable covering her.  As I slurped more
and more of the foul concoction aunty was stripped of
her diaper and mommy slowly cleaned her completely
smooth flesh.  I was really sorry for being bad now.
Not just because I was stuck with this rancid taste
but also because I couldn't really enjoy seeing mommy
take care of someone else.  My hard work finally
managed to get every drop from the bag.  Not
surprisingly, the taste remained long after I was done
drinking but I was able to watch mommy putting aunty
into a double diaper that she then strapped into a
chastity belt to my great surprise.
"Now only your mommy has the key to this new one so
don't you bother trying to take it off.  Here's your
babysitting pay and thank you for your good work.  I
sorry my baby girl had to be a brat.  I'll make sure
she doesn't act up like that again anytime soon."
  Mommy then walked aunty out as I was left to suffer
with the horrid flavor.  Mommy took the pacifier out
when she returned and pulled me to my feet.  I was
then led to a chair in the middle of her bedroom while
trying to walk with my knees bound together.  She sat
in the chair then pulled me over her lap.  She then
attached another strap connecting my wrists to my
knees by less than two feet.  I was helpless over her
lap and knew what I was about to get and knew I
deserved it for being so naughty.
"I took the pacifier out so I could hear you crying
while I spank you.  You were very naughty today and
I'm going to give you a very long spanking so that you
learn to be a good baby girl."
  Mommy wasted no time and started swatted my bottom.
The swats stung a little but didn't really hurt.
Though I was in pain I was feeling very sorry and only
wanted mommy to forgive me.  Mommy kept on spanking me
like that.  Light stinging swats all over my bottom
that kept coming down at a constant pace of about one
a second except for an occasional flurry that stung
every inch in a few seconds.  The spanks weren't that
hard but they were starting to build.  I was twisting
a little in my bonds while the heat grew ever hotter.
And they just kept coming.  Swat after endless swat
rained down until I was writhing against my
restraints.  As my eyes welled up mommy continued to
scold me for being bad.  My skin was now jumping and
the spanks seemed like they were endless.  Swat, swat,
swat, swat, swat, swat, swat, swat, swat.  The tears
had started falling and I was gulping as I breathed.
Swat, swat, swat, swat, swat, swat, swat, swat, swat,
swat, swat, swat.  The tears had become open sobbing
as I was shaking and hoping for the end.  Every inch
of my bottom felt like it was throbbing on fire.  The
spanks kept coming and I had given up struggling and
simply lay limp and cried my eyes out and hoped mommy
would at last forgive her baby girl.
  I don't know how long I had being sobbing before I
realized mommy had stopped spanking me.  My bottom was
seared and mommy was softly rubbing lotion on it.  She
lifted me up and cradled me in her arms.  I buried my
head on her shoulder and sniffed on my tears.  I could
tell that mommy was crying a little as well as she
patted my head and rocked me gently.
"Mommy is really sorry that she had to do that but
it's all over now and you are forgiven.  When the
punishment is done it's like it never happened.  Now
let's get you into a fresh diaper."
  Mommy unbound me and led me to my changing pad.  The
lotion mommy used was cold and felt so good on my
bottom but I have no doubt that the heat could be felt
from a foot away.  I closed my eyes as I gingerly
climbed onto my changing pad.  I tried not to move too
much but every contact with my bottom was a shock.  I
was wondering what has happening as I was sealed into
a double diaper with liners well before bedtime.  The
rubber panties were cause for even more wonder as
mommy tugged them into place then pulled the waist
taught and locked it closed.  The thick diapers,
normally very snug when secured by mommy, where now
compressed by the tight rubber.  The grip they had on
me was almost breath taking as every inch of padding
firmly held me.  I soon found that they held in the
heat of my spanked bottom which had been slowly waning
but now stayed at a constant burn.  The only real
comfort was that mommy had used large amounts of
powder all over my body and I was smoothly sliding
inside the diaper's tight embrace as I felt something
smooth being pulled over my head.
  It was something fairly large and made of soft pink
vinyl.  My arms were pulled through the armholes and I
soon found myself encased in snug vinyl that covered
my torso, arms and diapers.  As I watched mommy closed
the snaps on the crotch strap I noticed the she was
now dressed in a similar outfit although hers was
completely clear and less snug than mine.  I was able
to drink in every inch of her body through it.   I
felt a twitch inside my diaper and realized how long
it had been since I'd been milked.
  Mommy had me sit up and straddled me so she could
close the garment's zipper behind me.  I instantly
remembered mommy holding me like this when she had
decided to baby me.  She pulled me closed and held my
head to her breast and told me to please her.  Mommy's
sweet scent filled me as I suckled her warm nipples
through the vinyl.  I startled by how much I wanted
her right then as I wrapped my arms around mommy and
hungrily sought to taste every last inch of her even
through the vinyl.  I was pulled in tighter and mommy
began circling her hips on my lap and rubbing herself
against me causing my burning bottom to slide around
inside its powdered and padded prison.  I was
incredibly aroused but soon found the diaper was so
tight that I could not get a proper erection.  The
vinyl I was wearing held my heat in and I sweated
constantly as mommy leaned back to offer her nipples
to my hungry mouth.
  At first I thought it was sweat under mommy's outfit
as well but running my hands over every inch I could
soon made me realize that she had lubricant between
her and her outfit.  I also found she had a grown up
outfit with no crotch snaps.  As I held her slick
bottom she grabbed my hips and pulled herself into me
and rubbed herself into me.  Her nipple grew hard as a
stone in my mouth as the came against me.
  She quickly regained control of herself, threw me
back onto my pad and mounted my face.  Her hips were
arched forward so that her bottom was in my face and
mommy told me to please her bottom.  Normally this was
a limit for me but mommy knew the layer of vinyl she
wore made it ok.  I licked her with abandon and ran my
hands over her as she writhed on my face and fondled
my diaper.  She soon came again and changed her
position so that my face was pinned against her pussy.
 I grabbed her hips and sucked hard on the vinyl
drawing her tender folds of flesh into my mouth.
Mommy quickly came twice as I drew her into my mouth
for my tongue to assault her over and over.
  Mommy climbed off me and undid the lock on my
panties.  She reached into my diaper and pulled my
cock upwards and I became instantly erect.  Mommy then
squirted and spread a large amount of lubricant onto
my erection and relocked the panties. 
  I was pulled to my feet and led to the restraining
chair and saw that mommy had brought her strap-on.
The strap-on was soon secured into place.over my
diaper.  The vibrations were turned on and shut my
eyes as the feeling flooded me.  I was bound to the
chair.  Mommy straddled me then impaled herself on her
own erection.  As she began riding on me my own
erection was given lots of little rubs inside my
diaper and the glob of lube mommy added.  I was so
aroused as mommy took me in a bear hug and sank her
teeth into my neck as she came.  I was trying to rub
myself back against mommy but she had bound too firmly
to get more than a little stimulation at a time.
  Mommy kissed me for the first time since she babied
me and began to pump again.  This and the vibrations
were driving me mad and I know I wouldn't last much
longer and I gave in even more.  I didn't even want to
push back.  I was helpless to do anything but accept
the pleasure as mommy pleased herself.  I closed my
eyes and let it happen.  I stayed floating on the edge
until mommy bore down and ground into me in little
circles.  That was enough to push me over the edge. I
flooded my diaper but didn't feel it as it felt like I
came in my mind as my thoughts turned to bliss.
  Mommy left me bound up like that while she fed me my
dinner.  I was back to a baby size spoon this time but
I was also back to being fed baby food from jars.
Mommy was being very nice to me and I got an extra jar
of peaches spoon-fed to me for dessert.  Aunty's apple
juice took over during dinner and I had to wet my
diaper twice while being fed.
  My wet diaper led to another cleansing enema
followed by a warm bath.  Mommy was getting more
intimate each time she cleaned me and I was perfectly
cleansed when she pulled me out of the tub and dried
me off with the fluffiest towel.  I was then put into
my nighttime double diapers and a new powder pink
color footed sleeper with built in mittens.  I soon
found that the mittens had wraps that allowed them to
be secured at the wrists.  I also found the mittens
were double layered and left my hands helpless.
  I was bottle fed once again before bed then I was
introduced to mommy's new swaddling cloth.  I was
rolled into what looked like a blanket but with a hole
for my head and special wraps that bound my arms to my
sides inside the wrap.  The outside of the swaddling
cloth had three straps that held it, and its occupant,
securely in place.  It was like being in a cocoon when
mommy finished securing the straps around me.
  As I lay beside mommy safe in the swaddling cloth I
was read a short story in mommy's softest and sweetest
voice.  I was fast asleep before the bedtime tale was
done.
  Sadly, I had to go when the morning came I had to
give up being a baby girl.  Before I left mommy
changed me from my wet diaper.into a dry one for my
trip home.  I was smiling as I pulled my pants on over
my diaper and gave mommy a hug.  My last bottom swat
of the day came with a gift bag from mommy with orders
not to open it until I got home.
  I wasn't at all surprised to find the bag filled
with diapers, rash cream and powder.  It also had a
note from mommy that I would be diapering myself every
night for that week and that I would be wearing the
other garments in the bag during the day or when not
diapered so I would think of her at all times.  I also
had to shave my legs at least every other day.  I was
expected to be baby smooth when mommy next felt them.
Mommy also included her large plug for me to wear for
a little while each day (and always when playing with
myself) so that I would stay ready for mommy to have
her way with me. 
  I looked in the bag and found the other garments
were cotton panties in my size but certainly in baby
girl styles of pink, teddy bears or cute prints.  I
put them on after I had gotten out of my wet diaper
and showered.  Having worn diapers constantly for over
two days the panties didn't feel too strange but it
did seem odd to see my bottom covered in pink teddy
bears.  I found myself wishing I had aunty's white
tights over them.  It would be so cute to walk around
with my new panties showing through.  I pulled my
pants on again, smiled and thought of when I would
next see mommy.

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