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I am up this morning in a wet and now messy yellow CutiePlusU diaper. When I decide to change, I think I will put on a MegaMax AirLock diaper and plastic pants I'm actually going to go out for a jog in my wet and poopy diaper. -
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I do love breakfast, but when I have biscuit nd gravy I have to make it all myself, due to all the restraints make the gravy as pepper gravy and rice my oral cancer yrs ago spice even pepper or tomato paste and a number of things are messed up, But I make a good bacon or sausage gravy , and then Red lobster I think is the mix we use they also have a gluten free mix, and they mix make good biscuits ,, really good covered in butter or gravy mix makes good biscuits
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By cute little kokiri girl · Posted
The Infant 1, The Regression Experiment by Fulldiaper Mike Copywrite 1993, All rights reserved This story is a what if . . . What if all women had completely dominated almost all of the male population, after coming to power in the Government . . . sometime in the near future. President Lydia made the announcment that all convicted males would be run through the new Justice rehabilitation program that had just been passed by the all female democrat congress and house. The Justice Department has announced that all male prison inmates will begin a new and inovative rehabilitation program. The exact details are TOP SECRET as to what type of rehab program this is, or whether or not it will succeed. I heard the radio announcer say, then the music began to play again. Oh, excuse me, I am Michael a trustee male, of Mistress Lydia at the White House. My duties are to comunicate with all the male staff, or should I say slaves. I am to carry all commands, orders and desires from the President to her male following. I was thrust into this position when Mistress Lydia was elected 3 years ago by the complete population of the US, including the male population, by 92% to 8% margin. I knew that Lydia had used the US water supply to induce complete compliance of all men by a new non-halucinagen drug called B.A.B.Y.M., which stands for Big Adult Baby Youth for Males. You see Lydia was a scientist that was doing chemical research at Norad and she discovered a drug that when ingested by men, caused a slow but progressive degeneration in their ability to control their bodily retention functions and within a six month period of constant or even intermitant use cause them to lose almost all their motor skills as well as speech, but the brain was kept intact, causing the the man to know exactly what was happening, but unable to do anything to resist. The second drug that she discovered was a very strong hypnontic inducer, called F.R.E.E., which stands for Female Release Energy Explorer. This drug caused most women to want to exploit or dominate the men in their lives, and some of them it produced a strong mothering instict, that caused them want to have a baby, but it also caused complete sterility in both men and women. Well, back to our story. It was just then that I realized what the new rehabilitation program would be. All the male inmates would slowly be given the BABYM drug and begin to wet the bed. Then they would begin to have day- time accidents, and then the Corrections Department would begin to diaper those offenders that were not able to stay dry. Then after the inmate was in diapers for about a week the drug would be increased in strength and very soon the poor inmate would have severe cramps, since he was in diapers they had removed the comode from his cell to make room for a changing table. In just a few hours the cramps would become unbearable to the point that just before scheduled change time, the inmate would pump a load of poop that should have been destined for the waste water treatment plant, but instead it would settle into the seat of his diaper and rubber pants. When the guard/nanny came into change him, she would discover that he had not only wet his diaper to a saturation point, but had also pooped in it just like a baby does. After about a week of wetting and soiling their diapers, the medication would be given in full doses in the inmates hourly bottle feeding. My GOD, within six months to a year all the mens prisons would be nothing but huge nurserys. By the way all the positions of authority are now in the hands of women. Men are domesticated and stay at home with the children, or are the children. You see most of the male population has to be diapered for sanitary reasons. Almost all of them are partially to completely incontinent of bowels and bladder. Not by choice, but by necessity of the women. I have to warn the men of the world that they are diaper bound, unless we can unite and arm ourselves to defend our masculinity and keep from being reduced to BIG BABIES. Just then one of the Secret Service Women saw me in an un- authorized area and called for me to stop, but I began to run and made it back to my room, before the Secret Service agent spotted where I had disappeared. To my horor, Lydia had been looking for me for over an hour and had sent the Secret Service agents to locate and return me to her. When I was confronted by the Secret Service agent that had seen me in a restricted area, Lydia said, "Take him away, I will decide what to do with him. Until I do throw him into the nursery for his first lesson." The agent responded, "Yes Madam President". As I was escorted to the White House Adult Nursery, I managed to get away from my captor and escape with two viles of the BABYM and FREE drug that the agent was carrying, along with her .38 cal. revolver and Mac-10 machine gun. This just made me a felon and I now was on the run in an all female country, that males have no rights, unless they are granted by your wife, mother or mistress. All males had to have passes to be in any public place, and most of the men in the US had to wear diapers, because of the BABYM drug and most of the women were bold enough to walk up to any man and check to see if they needed to be changed, then proceed to do it with such expertise that it was almost like the man was indeed a tiny baby. Some of the women would give an enema to a man who had not lost all control to remind him that they were indeed in charge of everything, including his bodily functions. After giving the man an enema, most of the women would then proceed to diaper the man, then watch the diapered man soil himself, if he didn't leak, she might send him home or on his way to finish the task that he had been sent to complete. This might happen 2, 3, 4 or more times, while the man was out in public and so not many men ventured out into public, unless they absolutly had to. Since I had worked for Lydia before she tainted the nations water supply, she had not given me the drug. This was to ensure that she had one complete man to satisfy her female desires, as only a man can. This meant that I was not in diapers and rubber pants, which I had to be in or I would draw so much attention to myself that I wouldn't get two blocks. Just then I spotted a male slave hanging out his diapers and rubber pants, so I waited until he finished and went back inside. Then I snuck in the yard and stole three diapers and two pair of clear rubber pants. Then I went behind the building and put on the diapers and rubber pants. I then took off my shirt and exited the area and hastily began to walk in the direction of the bus station, but to get there I had to go through 4 security check points. So I needed to make myself some passes, so I did. You see I did graphic art work for the new administration, so I was very familiar with all the different pass types. At the first check point one of the guards checked my diapers and found them dry to her dismay, but she did not do anything to me. I was thankful for that. It took me almost two hours to reach the second check point. By this time my bladder was just about to burst. In the check point line, there was a water spigot that had running water splashing on the street. This combined with the strain on my bladder, I couldn't hold it any longer. It started as a trickle, but soon it was like a torrent and my diapers became so saturated that they began to sag. This guard smiled and told the supervisor that she was going to go change me. As she started to change me she produced a bottle full of something, then stuck into my mouth. I knew that if I did not suck I would be captured and returned to Lydia. I did not know that it contained BABYM and a very strong laxative that within the next two hours, would cause me to completely void my body of any waste in the upper or lower intestines. When she finished diapering me she patted me on the butt and said, my won't you look cute in those diapers with a huge load? I said, "Yes Mam". This caused her to smile, then she said, "maybe someday I will have a baby of my own, but until I do, I will continue to be a check point guard. Just then something strange happened to me, I said Mommy to her. This brought a tear and a smile from her. The BABYM was begining to enter my system and I felt almost helpless. I couldn't walk or hardly stand up. She said, "darn I must have used to much BABYM in that bottle, you are going to have to go home with me". I couldn't talk, so I just smiled. The identity band in the rubber pants said that my Mistress did not expect me back for a month, because she was away on a business trip. The guard told me her name was Lynn and that she was going to care good care of me. Just then I began to wet my diaper, much to joy, she reached down and squeezed the front of my diaper to determine if I could last until we reached her apartment. She determined that I could, so we started for her place, which was about a two and half hour walk. About a block away from her apartment the laxitive did it's job and I squatted down to try and relieve the pain and cramps, which was the wrong thing to do, because when I squatted down I passed gas and everything that was inside my bowels began to ooze out into the seat of my diaper seat and when I was finished Lynn pushed me on the shoulder and caused me to fall full on my butt, causing the mess to spread all over my back, front and sides of my diapers. Then she had me stand up, when I did she grabbed the seat of my diaper and mushed the mess and smeared it until I felt myself getting an erection. By the way most of the male population could not get an erection, becuase of BABYM. Lynn would now know that I was not just any ordinary male, but I was helpless to defend myself or escape. Mentally I did not want to stay, but physically I was uncoordinated with out her hand to steady me, I would just stumble a few steps and fall down on my butt, just like any new toddler. Just then we reached her apartment and she reached into her handbag to get her keys to open the door. While looking down she noticed the front of my, by now brown diaper, had a full erection. She ushered me up the stairs and into her apartment, so that nobody else noticed my erection. Once inside her apartment, she pulled me over to a large changing table and proceed to change my diaper and to reconfirm her discovery. Once the diaper and rubber pants were removed, she indeed did see a full erect penis, saluting. Just then I began to pee. To keep from getting wet, she pulled my diaper back up over my squirting pee-pee, she began laughing. Then she said, "you must be an escapee, so now you are mine, until I can find out who released you or who you escaped from". I will begin your diaper training as of right now. From this moment on you will be diapered 24 hours a day and YOU WILL USE THEM. As for your maleness, I WILL USE THAT. Then she took me into a room that looked like an over size nursery, but different. This was all in adult scale, and looked like a nursery from hell. On the right wall was a standard changing table, but this one had chains and had some kind of hydralics on it as well. In the center of the room was a crib, with a locking top and steel bars that looked like a junior jail, also was a playpen, if you want to call it that. It looked like a cage, with a chain link wall and gate that had a sophisticated digital lock. Hanging above the crib was four racks, and on each one was a plastic bag, with a tube running into, and disappearing into the crib. The bags were labeled, diuretic, baby food (PRUNES), muscle relaxant and bulk fiber laxitive. Then right to the right of the racks was two I.V. stands. The I.V. stand had a bottle of BABYM and the other had just an XXXX on it. Then Lynn helped me into the nursery and over to the changing table, and proceeded to change my very messy diapers like any mother would that of her infant, cooing and making baby noises in my direction. After she had re-diapered me she helped me over to the crib. She lowered the sides and layed me down, then she layed down beside me. She began stroking my erection and then she undressed, mounted me in the female superior position until she had a mind bending orgasm. Then she dismounted me and masterbated me until I came, then she repinned my diaper and pulled up my rubber pants. Then she kissed me goodnight and left the room after pulling the top over on the crib, and locking it. When I awoke in the morning, I somehow felt different. Then I realized what the difference was when I tried to speak, all that came out was baby babling. It was then that I realized that Lynn had put BABYM in my night bottle. I would eventually become a big baby, if I could not escape from Lynn. . .I would become her baby. . .forever. Then I felt the large, heavy load in the seat of my diapers and then I saw the huge wet spot on the crib mattress, where I had exceeded the moisture retention capacity of my diaper. Just then Lynn opened the door to the nursery, and asked me how is my newborn? All I could do was baby babble, because of the BABYM, and she looked at me and almost, like she knew what I was thinking, said,"GET USED TO IT, YOUR MINE... ALL MINE, AND I WILL KEEP YOU IN YOUR DIAPERS UNTIL I DECIDE TO ALLOW YOU TO BE POTTY TRAINED AND GROW UP, AND NOT UNTIL THEN." With that she stuck a baby bottle to my lips. Inside I said no way, but I found myself placing my lips around the nipple and sucking the contents into my body just like an infant . . . to be continued. The End. (Okay just to let you guys know there is a part 2 or there was, basically on the original site where I'm been copying the stories and pasting/putting them on here, it says there's a part two unfortunately every time I try and access it I get an error message so that means part 2 is lost so this is the end if you enjoyed the story sorry about that maybe you can come up with your own ending.)
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