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Part 16I was a little heartbroken when I awoke the next morning in the crib, alone. I flooded my nighttime diaper immediately and looked around for Harry. I grabbed him and pulled myself up with the bars."April!" I called, "I wet my diaper! Can I wear shoes today? April!"I heard a laugh from the direction of the living room, and April was in the nursery shortly thereafter."Well good morning, my sweet Kimmy," I was released from the crib and changed into a blue knee-length sundress and a normal daytime diaper, the ever-present Silencer pacifier clipped to my dress, "We don't wear shoes in the house, but you can wear them when we go out. We need to get a Littlewarming present for Lisa and Melanie.""Last night was nice," I hugged April as she carried me to the kitchen, where I was given my favorite breakfast, bacon and a sippy cup of orange juice, "I really like Mellie, she's nice.""I agree with you, and you were a good girl last night, once you got to know Mellie a little bit." I blushed at the memory of making poor Mellie cry."How old is Mellie as a Little? She's taller than I am, and she walked to the door with shoes on with Lisa.""I'd wager she's either twelve or thirteen months, but I bet she'd trade with you in a heartbeat if she could.""Yeah," I said, between bites of bacon, "I bet she would. The grass is always greener on the other side of the playpen, I guess. April?" I asked cautiously, "Do you wish I were more like Mellie?""I wish you didn't fight being Little like it was such a bad thing sometimes, but no, I love my Kimmy. I don't want Melanie as my Little, sweetie, I want you.""I don't want Lisa as my Amazon, I want you," I echoed."Time for a trip to the store!" April smiled once my breakfast was done. April was in a really, really good mood.. better than she had been in days. She helped me get my velcro shoes on as promised, and I hoped that she would let me walk in the store, or that the store had the carrier-carts at the very least. The car-prep routine was familiar and comfortable, and before long I was buckled in and we were on our way."Let's see.. what should we get Little Melanie as a welcoming present? My mom got you your pacifier, which has been so helpful. I want to get something useful, but cute." April's eyes caught mine in the mirror, "You should probably pick something out for Melanie as well, sweetie. I want you to think about a thing you wished you had when you first got here."We pulled up to the store and soon I was being carried... in the carrier, she didn't even unbuckle me, into the store. "May I please walk in the store?" I asked as she carried me across the parking lot. "No sweetie, this store is enormous and you are tiny, it's not safe here," she answered. The sunshade was down so I could see, but as April fastened the carrier to the cart, I was sad that I wasn't going to be able to see her or look around as much."Do they have a carrier cart?""Aw sweetie, are you sad that you can't see me?" April asked as she pushed the cart into the store."Uh huh.""We'll make this a quick trip, I already have you securely attached, no sense in taking the carrier all the way back to the car."The inside of the store was huge - much taller than the stores we usually shopped at, I had never been to this one. Right at the entrance, they had a variety of restraining devices for walking Littles, leashes and harnesses made up to look like all sorts of things, from backpacks to animal costumes where the leash was the tail. This whole store was devoted to gear for Amazons to use on their Littles! April hummed one of the songs we played together and I joined in with her, humming along. Even though I couldn't see her, I felt like we were still connected and that felt nice."Let's see," April thought aloud, "What can we get for Lisa that she didn't already buy herself?" April's giant hand reached into the carrier unexpectedly and I found myself wriggling under her tickling fingers until I wet myself, but I didn't say anything. Instead I just sucked on the pacifier to console myself. "Maybe one of the newer Little monitors? The ones that give you all the vitals and monitor wetness... Hmm.. We know she has a teasing sense of humor, maybe we should get a pack of flavored pacifiers?"I could only see to the left of the cart as we glided along and I found myself looking at various displays. We stopped in front of a Little-sized hamster ball with a diapered Little manniquin inside."Oh my goodness! Lisa would love this," April laughed as I imagined myself being sealed up inside the ball and bumping into things... the relative freedom of movement sounded enticing, but at the same time I wasn't sure I liked the idea of that kind of captivity, "Too bad, she lives in an apartment, she'd never have a place to use this."We came to a section that had very large harnesses... it looked like they were intended to physically tie a Little to an Amazon. I suddenly had the urge to have my pacifier in my mouth, so I went with it."I don't think Lisa is the body-carrier type, she lets Melanie walk," April mused. She didn't stop there long and as she pushed the cart away, I realized... This was a thing I wanted to try! I loved the idea of being so close to April, and I'd be able to see much better."Pwease!" I pointed at the mannequin who had their Little tied to their chest, facing outward toward the world. That looked so much better than being stuck in a carrier in the cart."Sweetie, do you want to be carried? Hmm... I never really thought about it, it tends to be for Littles smaller than you, you're at the upper end of the range.""Pwease?" I asked again, this was probably the first time I was being denied something because I was too big, it was very frustrating. "Pwetty pwease?""We're not shopping for us, Kimmy," April laughed, but she tossed a box with a carrier harness in the cart anyway, "We're supposed to be shopping for Lisa. Help me find something for her, cutie!""Tanks!" I beamed, sucking loudly on the pacifier and wiggling my toes, which got my feet tickled. The cart went on."...about eleven years now, I think", I overheard a conversation as we approached a section that was showcasing walkers, "Which do you think would be best for Adam?""Let's see, if Adam hasn't walked in eleven years, you'll probably want to start him with this model." A salesman Amazon was helping a couple, a middle-aged Amazon man and his wife, who was holding a Little boy, who sucking on a pacifier and wearing a onesie with an obvious crawler diaper underneath.. something didn't add up. The Little looked younger than me, and I'd never seen a Little younger than their mid-twenties. If that boy had been with them for eleven years, how old was he really?My train of thought was interrupted abruptly by an unwelcome voice."INPUT 12 MONTHS CONFIRMED, STATUS: WALKER", the sound of the RoboNanny sent me into a panic."Oh no, I took a wrong turn. Close your eyes, Kimmy," April said to me as we found ourselves in the RoboNanny aisle."CURRENT SUPPLIES, SIX DAYS REMAINING.""Do you really think our sweetums would be okay in one of these for six days, dear?"I felt myself starting to hyperventilate as April pushed us through the RoboNanny aisle quickly. I clenched my eyes shut and listened to Amazons discuss long-term captivity of their supposedly beloved Littles. I could almost feel the RoboNanny's fingers on my wrists and ankles again, and I started to cry.Soon I was in her arms and we were sitting on an empty endcap, away from the RoboNannies."Oh my poor Kimmy, I'm so sorry," April cursed under her breath, "Why do I have to be so stubborn about diaper bags? You need your bottle and I didn't bring one, I am so sorry."She stroked my hair and rocked me."Please Kimmy, please calm down. Kimmy sweetie, we're getting looks. Be my good girl, please Kimmy."She held me tightly but my feelings were completely out of control, I couldn't seem to calm down. I couldn't stop thinking about the RoboNanny grabbing me and not letting me go!"Kimmy," April pleaded, "please... " April sounded really upset, then she started to sing softly and she whispered to me on a rest, "Sing with me sweetie, share your pretty voice."I hiccupped and sang one of the songs we had been practicing together, and I started to calm down. I could feel April's love pouring over me and I knew I was safe."Good girl, Kimmy," April said, putting my pacifier back between my lips, "Shhh, good girl.""Is everything okay ma'am?" a gruff voice came from overhead."Yes sir, everyting's fine," I heard April say, "I just forgot the diaper bag in the car and she was upset..""Ma'am, I need you and your Little to come with me please," April stood and held me tighter than she ever has at that, "I'll need to see your ID and your Adoption Card.""Everything's okay, she's okay - we're fine...""Ma'am, let's not make this difficult."The man led is back to the back of the store, April slipped my pacifier back into my mouth and I sucked on it furiously. She was scared, I was terrified.. but me freaking out is what got us into this mess and April worked very hard to get me calmed down. We sat down in a small stark white office and April handed some things from her purse to the man. He was scary, he was bigger than April and he had big hands and hairy arms, and a big moustache. He wore a button up shirt and slacks, and he looked like he might not have smiled in his entire life."It says here your Little is ten months, does she speak well?""Yes sir," April nodded, "Kimmy is very well spoken.""I'd like to interview.. Kimmy, is it? Is that okay?"The way that April was squeezing me, I could tell that it was not okay, but she handed me over to the man, who started to carry me away. I panicked and the pacifier fell out of my mouth. "MOMMY! I WANT MY MOMMY!" I screamed before I even realized what I was saying and I was reaching furiously for April."Shh," the big man said as he carried me into a back room and shut the door. He set me in a high chair and buckled me in, but I didn't get a tray. I was petrified at this point, I couldn't move.. "Kimmy," the man sat down in a chair facing me, his face stony. "Does your mommy ever hit you?""No!""Is she ever mean to you? Does she make you feel bad?"Suddenly I realized what was going on, those were the same questions Miss Michelle asked me. I stopped crying and sniffled."Is your mommy mean, Kimmy? You were very upset in the store, I want to know if you're okay. You can talk to me, you're safe.""My mommy is mean," I said, my wheels turning.. Miss Michelle didn't believe me at first when I defended April."What does your mommy do that's mean, Kimmy?""She's mean all the time, are you going to punish her? She makes me eat yucky peas and she won't let me eat ice cream for breakfast, and she wouldn't buy the diapers I wanted! Just now in the store, she said I couldn't have the pink paci because I already had 3! But I don't like the ones at home, I wanted THAT ONE!"The man groaned."Will you tell her she has to buy it for me? She has to! I want it!"The man stuck my pacifier in my mouth and inflated it. I crossed my arms over my chest in "fury" and huffed while he carried me out of the room.April was sobbing alone in the office when he dropped me a bit roughly in her lap."Ma'am, you need to learn how to discipline your Little. Kimmy here is possibly the most spoiled Little girl I've seen in my career, I legitimately thought you were hurting her from that tantrum. If you don't learn better ways to tell her no and control her, she is going to get you both in a lot of trouble. The only reason you're not already is because frankly," he frowned at me, "I feel bad for you. Littles need firm love, you can't give them everything they want or the end up like... " he gestured roughly at me and handed back April's cards, "that."April blushed and sputtered, mumbled something and slipped out of his office. I hugged her tightly as she carried me rapidly to our cart. She buckled me into the carrier, removed it from the cart and hurried to the exit, sadly leaving the body-carrier I had asked for behind.. but I wasn't surprised. As soon as the carrier was snapped back into place safely in the back seat of the car, April wiped her face and looked at me in confusion."What in the world happened in there?" she asked as she removed the pacifier from my mouth."He thought you were hurting me.. I asked a question at LittleGarden that made Miss Michelle think the same thing, they used the exact same words when they talked to me... Miss Michelle didn't believe me when I said that you were wonderful and nice, so I told that man you were mean to me all the time because you wouldn't buy me the things I wanted and made me eat things that I didn't like. I figured if he thought I was just a brat, we could go.""You are a clever Little," April stroked my cheek. I smiled at her. "You.. you called me 'mommy'. Was that part of your idea?""No," I blushed, "I panicked, I thought he was going to take me away from you... I... I don't want to be without you.""Oh Kimmy," April was crying again, but happy tears this time, "I don't want to be without you either."

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I would say my number one fetish (slightly above ABDL) is desperation and wetting. I love the feeling of having an achingly full bladder and being desperate to use the toliet, holding it until I end up wetting myself. I also love, love, love watching someone else wiggle, dance, moan, whine, and beg to use the bathroom before inevitably soaking their pants.

I have been

I don't want to overstep, but since you are asking....

Part 17We pulled into the parking lot of the Target, April's usual go-to shopping spot. We still needed to pick up a "Littlewarming" gift for Lisa. We had been out much longer than usual with the extra trip though, and I had an uncommon problem for us."Um, April?" I called quietly, "My diaper is really wet and I need to go again... "April was a homebody, we didn't leave the house all that often. I wasn't even sure if we had spare diapers in the car."Can that diaper make it until we get home?""I'm not sure, it feels really squishy," I pressed on my crotch and felt a little liquid seep out of the padding inside the diaper, "I don't think so.""Well, that settles that - we're definitely getting a diaper bag today. This is two incidents today where it would have saved us a lot of trouble."The pressure in my bladder was building and I hadn't really tried to hold it in weeks now, I wasn't even sure I could."They have a vending machine in the ladies' room that sells diapers here, let's go get you changed before you leak.""Okay... let's hurry, I'm not good at holding it now.""Oh my, you weren't kidding, you're soaked," April said as she picked me up out of the carrier and hurried towards the store, "I'm wishing I had you in a thicker diaper right now.""I like these," I pouted, feeling uncertain. I'd never been changed in public before and I wasn't terribly thrilled at the idea. A big benefit of April being a homebody was the privacy. We hurried into the store and went straight for the restroom, which was right at the front. There were a couple of other ladies in the restroom, one changing a very messy Little girl who was sobbing quietly around a pacifier. April walked to the vending machine... which was out of order."Oh no!" she huffed, "Today has just been the worst day!""What's wrong?" a nice-looking Amazon "mommy" asked April. She was wearing a dark colored dress with a floral print, and she had a pretty beaded necklace on. She was washing her hands, standing next to a stroller with an unconscious Little boy in it. "Oh, the machine's broken.""Yes, and Kimmy was so upset this morning that I walked out the door without the diaper bag and she's positively soaked... ""Um, mommy... " I said softly, as I felt my bladder release a trickle. I was losing this battle. "I'm peeing... ""Here," the woman said and handed April a diaper that looked much too big, "James is bigger than your Little. Put this one on over her soaked diaper before it leaks.""Thank you!" April took the big diaper from the nice lady and laid me down on an open changing table. I could feel the diaper squish underneath me on the hard changing table. April lifted my dress and slid the clean diaper underneath me... and taped the bigger clean diaper on right over the soaking one. I blushed heavily, the bulk of this double-diaper was thicker than the crawler diaper the LittleGarden had put me in and I felt ridiculous."You are a lifesaver," April said to the lady, picking me back up. I finally lost the battle and felt myself flooding the over-saturated diaper I had on, and I felt it leak into the clean one. April sensed me getting upset and popped my pacifier between my lips, "I'm April and this is Kimmy. Can we buy you a cup of coffee in thanks?""I'd like that," she said, "I'm Julie and this little guy is James.""He's what, 18 months?""Good guess, 19. I have myself a handful. He will climb anything if you turn your back on him for an instant. He's a good boy though, I'm happy to have him. Yours is what, 9 months?""Dis many," I held out both my hands and showed my fingers. My legs were spread far apart by the double-diaper... I bet the extra padding would make me fit up front in a cart."Oh, well then," Julie laughed, "didn't mean to short you a month, you little silly. She's a funny one, I bet she keeps you very busy.""Oh, she does," April laughed along with her. The four of us went to the coffee shop that was built in to the front of the store, I was set in a highchair next to James' stroller. Julie sat with us Littles while April went and ordered the coffee. The double diaper felt pretty uncomfortable in the simple highchair.. it had no tray, it was just a tall wooden stool with a spot to thread my legs through I wasn't about to complain though, it was better than leaking everywhere and getting my dress all yucky. Julie was staring very closely at my eyes.. by the time April got back, it was starting to make me a little uncomfortable. The smell of the Amazon-strength coffee hit me as April delivered the two cups and sat down."Your Little is very cute, April. Her eyes are very bright, has she been fighting off the regression formula?""Oh, I don't believe in giving Kimmy any regression formula," April said. Her spine had gone completely straight."Really! She's so cheerful, I figured for sure you had her regressed," Julie laughed, completely oblivious to April's discomfort, "I keep James on a heavy dose, it makes him so much more pleasant. If he misses two days in a row, it's all complaining about needing to get back to his 'business'. I guess I'm just old fashioned. I'm not as bad as my friends back home though, their customs wouldn't even be welcome on this island.""Oh, you're not from around here?" April asked, "Which island are you from? What brought you here to Albion?""My husband is a food scientist - we're from Catalon originally. Your island spends so much on food research for Littles, figuring out what they like and what they don't like... it's my husband's passion so here we are. On Catalon, the flavor of what you fed your Little didn't matter, as long as they were healthy. It's funny how different things can be from island to island!"I was staying purposefully silent, I didn't want this woman's attention on me. April had stiffened visibly when she said 'Catalon', I figured I probably didn't want to know. I just had to wait for April to get us out of this conversation."Your Little is so cute already, I bet she'd be absolutely adorable on a light dose!""Kimmy is cute because she is clever, I don't want to dull that at all. I love her just the way she is.""Oh, of course you do honey - I just think you should keep an open mind.""I'll give it some thought. Thank you very much for the save back in the ladies' room - Kimmy and I are shopping for a Littlewarming present for a friend, we'd better get back to it. You have a great day!""Absolutely," Julie smiled, not noticing April's rapid retreat, "Thanks for the coffee, it was nice meeting you."--"What a day," April sighed, booping my nose where I sat in the carrier built in to the front of the cart. I smiled, I got to stare into April's eyes as we shopped, it was pretty fantastic. A big puffy, pink and purple diaper bag was in the cart. April wasn't really happy about that, but after the day she'd had.. I knew she didn't ever want a repeat. I felt guilty for causing a fuss in the other store, but she had said it wasn't my fault.We had decided on a pink unicorn sleepsack since Melanie liked being swaddled - it had internal sleeves that were sewn to the body. Once a Little was zipped up in this, they wouldn't be able to move at all.. and they'd look like their head was poking out of the neck of a cute pink unicorn! They'd be a Little-stuffed stuffie! The tail hid a zipper for a drop seat, so Lisa could change Melanie without pulling her out of the suit. It would have been a torture device if April had gotten it for me, but I just knew that Melanie would love it.I had suggested we get Melanie a pack of the super fancy, extra-extra thick girly diapers. They were a soft pink, and they actually had butt ruffles and lace on the disposable diaper. Once again, I thought it was silly but I had a feeling that Melanie would absolutely love it. We also got her a little purple kitten stuffed toy, which I had named Duchess Fuzzbutt. Mellie would probably rename it, but that was definitely the name I was going to use when we gave it to her."Let's get you home and into a fresh diaper, Kimmy - that doesn't look comfortable.""It's not," I shrugged, "but I'm your Little and diapers are part of the deal."April looked at me quizzically - she didn't look like she was sure how to feel about that one."I mean, I'm getting used to them. Even the thick ones. It's not so bad... the best part is," I smiled shyly, "how much you love me when you change me."April lit up at that, a big smile spread across her face. I hoped that a good end would erase some of the bad of the day.

Cathdiap, very glad things have returned to normal. I'm sure you were not looking forward to that conversation at the doctors? Ferix have you considering using a Foley to make your stent? While I was successful copying and making stents such as discussed here I found using a silicon Foley inflated with 1 CC of fluids to work best for myself. The hollow silicone plugs look interesting but keep in mind the value of using a stent is the safe distance between our bladder the diaper area. With the silicone plugs you are creating a pathway that

Chloe smiled and cuddled Kayla as she nursed. "You're Always saying Lily gets to do things and you can't. Well this is something you can do that Lily can't. Mommy Chloe likes it when she nurses you. Drink all the milk you want baby. if you empty that breast, mommy will let you suck on the other one."

Kayla opened and saw her breast and her nipple. "No mommy please no!" she whined as she felt like she was going backwards this was something infants did not big girls!

It seems everything has returned to normal. The numbness is gone, the wettings stopped, but I will wait a few more days to make sure the uncontrolled messings no longer occur. As soon

Part 13 April didn't say a word on the way to the car, or as she buckled me into the carseat. There was no music on the drive home. I sucked loudly on the pacifier and watched her eyes closely in the mirror, but they didn't smile. She didn't even say a word as she unbuckled me and carried me inside, she just sat down on the couch and pulled me into her lap and held me tight. I wasn't sure what was going on.. I felt a little scared. Did I mess up? I didn't really do anything wrong.. that boy called me a crybaby and I got upset. I know I wasn't supposed to yell, but I didn't curse. I didn't throw anything or hit anyone, why was April reacting this way?April pulled her phone out and tapped a few buttons, and suddenly I was on the TV, being held by Miss Michelle. The Little boy came up and pulled on Miss Michelle's leg... but he was blurred out and you couldn't hear him. Miss Michelle was visible and audible, and so was I, but the Little boy wasn't."I. Am. Not," I saw myself say. I watched as Miss Michelle gently rocked me and tried to calm me down... in her arms, I did look like a baby. I looked so small being cradled by her, and my diaper flashed the camera from under my romper as she rocked me, "I'm not a crybaby, I'm not!""Oh dear," I saw Miss Michelle get up and carry me over to the cribs, the crowd of blurred out Littles were impossible to make out, but you could tell they were agitated. The other Amazon caretakers looked to be in a mild panic as they tried to keep everyone calm until the TV was on."No! No swaddle!" my scream came from the TV, visceral.. so intense it made me flinch. The me on the TV thrashed wildly... and it looked like the TV-me tried to bite Miss Michelle... and then I watched the Little me fall unconscious in Miss Michelle's grasp. The other Amazons gave a sigh of relief at the abrupt end to the temper tantrum and Miss Michelle gently put the pacifier in the sleeping-me's mouth.The video froze there, and suddenly I realized that I felt tears burning behind my eyes. I had no idea what was going to happen next.. April pulled me tighter and squeezed me. Her heart was beating so fast. I was confused."Oh Kimmy..." I heard her say, it sounded like she was crying, "oh Kimmy, we are so lucky that Miss Michelle likes you."I tried to look up at her, but she was holding me too tightly."Where did I go wrong?" her pained question came from above and my whole body was flooded with guilt, "Have I given you too much freedom? Treated you too much like an Amazon child? Too much like an Amazon? Oh Kimmy, I love you so much, I don't know what to do."She backed the video up to the frame that showed me twisting, my teeth bared at Miss Michelle's hand."Miss Michelle saw this," she said, "She knew. We are so, so lucky. You can't go back to LittleGarden until we have this under control, Kimmy. If you had bitten her... if you assaulted an Amazon caretaker.. they," she sobbed, "they would have forcibly regressed you, permanently." She squeezed me so tightly it hurt, "Lisa's hypnotic trigger may have saved you after all, Kimmy. Am I a bad mommy? Should I have been more strict? I thought that if I showed you my love, made you understand... you'd realize your place and everything would be all right. I almost lost you today."My tears were flowing freely now, I didn't even understand why I had gotten so upset at being called "crybaby", it all seemed so stupid now that I saw it on the screen.April turned me so I was facing her, "You were a bad girl today, Kimmy," she said, and my heart broke into a million little pieces. I started bawling uncontrollably. "I am very disappointed in you." If she hadn't been holding me up, I would have collapsed in a heap at that. I don't think April had ever expressed disapproval at me in any way. What if she didn't love me any more? Tears were streaming down April's face... was she going to give me away? I loved her.. in that moment of fear, that moment that I thought I might lose her, I realized just how much I loved her. I didn't want her to go away!"Oh my little Kimmy, how can I make you understand?" she hugged me tightly, and then looked me in the eyes again. She grabbed a tissue, supporting me with one arm as I leaned back in her lap. She wiped my eyes and nose, and then her own eyes. She looked deeply into my eyes, and I into hers - I hung on her every breath, "I love you, Kimmy. I love you so much, I knew from the very first moment that I held you in my arms that I would love you forever. I'm too emotionally compromised right now to explain to you the severity of what went wrong today. I am too scared and too upset, any decision I make right now is suspect."She smiled suddenly, "The irony just hit me. Littles just don't have the ability to recognize their own disregulated emotions, that's the entire problem," she kissed me on the head. "We need to get some food in both of us, I missed lunch due to recording today."April stood up and carried me to the kitchen, I was still weeping but I had calmed down a bit when she said "I love you", I wasn't scared she was going to get rid of me any more, but I still didn't know what was going to happen. April sat me down in the highchair and snapped the tray in place."I'm going to make us some food. I think you're too upset to eat carefully, so your dinner is going to be formula tonight," she stroked my cheek, "you are not being punished with formula, I just don't want you to choke. I'm going to take your paci out, but you are not to talk, okay? Show me that you're a good Little, don't say a single word, okay?"I nodded and she removed the pacifier. My need to tell her how much I loved her was incredibly strong, I wanted to say how sorry I was, that I didn't mean it, that I'd do better... it was so hard to keep quiet.April made herself a quick dinner, some kind of fish and vegetables, and I got a bottle of formula which I drank without complaint. We ate in silence, but it wasn't a tense silence.. April didn't seem upset anymore, she was calm and collected. I was miserable, but I stayed quiet.After dinner, April carried me into the nursery where I learned that my diaper was soaked. I had been so upset, I never even noticed going.. or that it was wet at all. She put me in another thick nighttime diaper and the sleeper outfit with the mittens, the one that zipped from behind. She put me down in the crib where I sat, dumbfounded. I had assumed I would get to sleep in her bed again, I liked her warmth, her heartbeat, her smell. She walked out without saying goodnight... I collapsed and started bawling again.She came back in with Harry Otter, put him in my arms and stroked my hair."Oh my precious Little, I'm sorry I didn't recognize my emotions more quickly. Your mommmy isn't perfect, I get big feelings sometimes too. You poor thing, you had a rough day despite my best efforts. Goodnight my Kimmy, get some rest. Tomorrow is a new day. I love you."She walked out quietly and I croaked, "I love you too," my voice hoarse from crying.I was asleep within minutes.--I awoke the next morning still clutching Harry Otter tightly. I was still in the crib, it wasn't all a bad dream. I couldn't do much at all with the mittens, so I sat up and hugged Harry Otter."Oh Harry, I messed up," I told him, "Why do I keep losing control? I've been called much worse in my life than 'crybaby'." I sighed and poked my diaper. It was dry, that was good at least.. in a way. I still had nighttime control even if I went to bed upset. I was a little troubled by my lack of control yesterday evening, but I honestly couldn't remember feeling that upset at any previous point in my life. So I gave myself a pass. I relaxed and flooded the diaper anyway, it wasn't like I had another choice."Harry, we need to show everyone that we can be friends with Littles. Why wouldn't I be able to? They're just like me. They were adults, now they're trapped in a world where they're treated like a baby.. I have something big in common with every single one of them, how hard could it be?" I propped Harry up and said to him, "Hello there miss, I like your dress. It hides your diaper well."Harry didn't reply and I sighed, "Hello mister, how long have these giants forced you to wear diapers? Have you lost count of the days yet? What's your favorite baby toy?"My attempt to encourage myself was backfiring. The one thing we all had in common was helplessness, how do you bond over that in a way that doesn't make you resentful?"Good morning, beautiful girl," April was smiling as she walked in, "I thought I heard you chattering in here. Is Harry keeping you company?"I was conflicted. On the one hand, I was really happy that she was in a good mood and part of me wanted to play along and pretend that nothing was wrong, on the other hand... something was wrong. We still had a lot to talk about from the previous night, and pretending like everything was okay seemed like a bad idea."April, I..", I started, wanting to address the problem head-on in a mature way.. but I didn't get any farther, the pacifier was quickly in my mouth and inflated."I see someone is still fussy, that's okay. We had a lot of big feelings yesterday, didn't we?"She picked me up and carried me over to the changing table to get me ready for the day. The sleeper was removed and she squeezed my diaper... and did something very un-April-like."You're barely wet," she said, "we'll change you after a while."I always got a morning change - even if the diaper was dry, I got a morning change into a daytime diaper. This was a bad sign. Was I losing some closeness with April? I didn't even get a dress today, or shortalls.. April just pulled on a t-shirt that read, "Full of Love" and carried me to the living room. April sat on the couch and sat me on her lap."Kimmy," she said, "You are a Little. Your whole job in this life is to have fun, play, and be happy. That's it. You know you weren't happy in your old world, you were sad, you were tired, you were sick. You have..."She was interrupted by the sound of the doorbell. I hoped it was Lisa... I hadn't seen Lisa in a while and I missed her. She made April happy, and she was around when I started growing closer to April. I had to remember how I was getting close to her before so I could get there again, I wanted her to understand that I loved her back.. for real, with a real, deep emotion. This is what I was thinking to myself from the confines of the playpen where April had deposited me while she answered the door."Hello," she said cheerfully, "Oh I wasn't expecting any.. yes, thank you. Right here? Okay, thank you! Have a nice day."She closed the door and carried in a medium sized box.. and by medium size, I mean I would fit in it easily. The Littles Shopping Network logo was on the side. I started to panic."What did mom send now?" April asked as she set the box down and started opening it. "Oh right, I told her it was okay to buy this. It's actually really good timing."I clung to the side of the playpen and strained to see what was in the box, but I couldn't. April carried it toward the kitchen and I was left alone. I suddenly felt mad at myself. April had been starting to trust me more, I had been getting more freedom. She had been letting me wander the house instead of keeping me trapped in the swing or the playpen, but here I was again. I brooded while April was away, I didn't feel like playing with any of the toys in the playpen. She was gone for quite a while, from the kitchen I heard the sounds of small tools being used.. she must be assembling something. Something from the Littles Shopping Network, something her mother bought. All of this together pretty much guaranteed I wouldn't like it."Okay, Kimmy - let's try out your new present," April said happily as she carried me toward the kitchen. In the doorway between the kitchen and the living room was... a bouncer, hung from the doorframe. Yet another method of confinement. I didn't complain as she settled me down in the jumper and adjusted the tension. The fabric held the thick nighttime diaper to me closely, my legs dangled in the legholes, splayed completely apart with my toes barely touching the ground. "Okay sweetie, jump for me."I bounced helplessly in the bouncer... Actually, I got some decent height on the jumps, it was kind of like jumping on a trampoline.. except that it held you up by the crotch and made you constantly aware that you wore diapers. Otherwise it was exactly like a trampoline. This was basically the direct opposite of the freedom I was trying to earn back."There, now you can get a little more exercise while I work around the house, and I can talk to you while I prepare things in the kitchen without you being trapped in the highchair. I prefer to keep that just for mealtimes. Isn't grandma thoughtful?"I tried desperately to push the pacifier out of my mouth so I could play along, make things right again.. but it was in firmly. Instead I just held up my arms and opened and closed my hands, which had worked before. April smiled and picked me up."Oh, someone is still feeling a little needy, huh? Okay, let's stay close." April cradled me in her arms and rocked me, "I am your mommy, it is my job to take care of you. To make sure you are clothed, fed, and cared for. My goal is to make you happy. Your job is to be happy. That's a pretty easy job, isn't it?" she tickled my tummy and I giggled around the paci. When she stopped, I nodded. "Can you do that, Kimmy? Can you just worry about being happy and stop worrying about all that other stuff?"When she put it that way, it did sound like a pretty easy job. Just be happy, right? April made me happy, it should be easy to be happy for her. I nodded and snuggled in her arms."Good, I was hoping we'd be able to come to an agreement on this. Now, I don't need to go in to record today, I got word that they're reviewing the previous days' recordings.. so it's just you and me. And I have an idea on what we can do." And then April sat me down on the couch all by myself.. she made sure my diapered butt was all the way against the back cushion, but still.. she left me on the couch, not the playpen, not the swing, not the new bouncer. That was a good sign. When she came back, she was carrying a tiny guitar in each hand, like the one I had been playing with on the coffee table the other night. She sat one of them in my lap and held the other one close to her body, sitting down on the other side of the couch, facing me."Let's play some music," April smiled.

" well I see that you won't stop whinny so you can stay like that for one more hour. From now on you are a baby so you don't have a job anymore. Your job now is to be my little cute baby. Also you to call me mommy not haley." Haley said leaving the room. She went down stairs and watched may from the nanny cam. She was wondering if she would try to take off her clothes or not. Sent from my iPhone using Tapatalk

I buy cases at a time. The cases I keep in my garage attic. I take a package of each variety and keep it in a large filing cabinet in my closet or just keep them on top of my dresser depending on if I expect company.

I have to say, I'm a bit disappointed there aren't more comments and I'm not even the one who commissioned it! For what it's worth, I do enjoy this story and seeing as there's only one more part to go I'm very curious as to how it will end. I love your writing and I personally would love to see him stuck in this situation with no rescue, but I have a sneaking suspicion that "daddy" has a daughter that has been wronged by Tyler? I'm not sure where this thought comes from, maybe I saw a hint to it earlier, but I can't seem to shake this feeling that said daughter wanted to have a baby of her own. Nonetheless, I am anxiously waiting for the end

Here is part two. I think after this there will be one more part to post. I didn't get many comments for part one, if anyone had suggestions, ideas, or any comments or predictions for what might happen then please post them --- When Tyler eventually opened his eyes again he felt like he had been asleep a long time. As he slowly came back to reality and looked out the window he could see that the sun was just beginning to rise again. This shocked Tyler somewhat since it can only have been late morning or early afternoon when he fell asleep the previous day. This basically confirmed to Tyler that he had been drugged when he was fed. He tried to move before realising he was still strapped securely to the bed. He stopped the struggling and sighed when he realised there was no escape this time. It was when he stopped struggling that he realised that the air in the room didn’t smell too fresh. It took a minute for Tyler to realise the smell was coming from himself. Tyler feared that he knew what was causing the smell and when he wriggled his butt slightly he realised exactly what the problem was. There was a distinctly mushy feeling underneath Tyler’s bum and he realised there was only one possible reason for that to have happened... Tyler’s eyes watered from the humiliation of the realisation that he had lost control of his bowels in his sleep. Tyler hadn’t even thought about the fact that this was an inevitability in this situation and for it to have happened without him noticing made the embarrassment even worse. He noticed as well that the front of the diaper was clinging warmly to his groin and realised that he must have wet himself in the night too. This was embarrassing but it paled into insignificance when compared to the mushy and lumpy mess in the back of his diaper. Tyler did the only thing he could think to do in this situation… He started crying. The pacifier gag made the crying a muffled sound but it didn’t mute him entirely. After only a few seconds the door creaked open and Daddy came striding into the room. Tyler watched him enter from the crib and as the man walked toward him it somehow seemed to soothe him a bit and his crying died down. Daddy silently walked over and put his hand over Tyler’s crotch and then reached around and felt the large mess in the back of Tyler’s diaper. Tyler thought this was all unnecessary since it was obvious from the smell what had happened. Daddy started carefully undoing the straps whilst looking Tyler in the eye as if to warn him against any attempt to escape. Tyler stared back as if to say, “how can I escape in this condition?” When the straps were undone Daddy helped Tyler to his feet. Tyler was a little unsteady from lying down for so long but being able to move properly was like a godsend for him. As soon as Tyler stood up he felt his diaper droop dramatically. It was even heavier than Tyler thought and it was with quite a waddle that Tyler, whilst clutching Daddy’s hand, made his way over to the changing table. The walk was disgusting with every step further spreading the mess in Tyler’s diaper. Daddy lifted Tyler on to the table and Tyler winced visibly as he was sat on the edge and felt the mess ooze throughout his padding. With a small push from Daddy, Tyler laid down on the table. Daddy pulled down the plastic pants and as soon as that seal against his skin was broken the smell got a lot worse. Daddy made no comment or showed no sign of reacting but Tyler’s cheeks blushed red at the smell he was giving off. Daddy just pulled a handful of baby wipes from the packet of wipes he had on a shelf next to the table and silently went about cleaning Tyler up. It lasted for several embarrassing minutes as Tyler had his legs held up and was cleaned thoroughly, Tyler remained silent, he was too choked up from tears of humiliation to protest and Daddy was too strong to physically resist so he just laid there and accepted what was happening. Eventually Daddy lowered Tyler’s legs and began cleaning his front. During the cleaning Tyler could feel his body reacting in a way that made him blush more than he was already doing. Daddy was rubbing Tyler in his most sensitive area and that area was responding to the rubbing in the way it was used to, Tyler turned a deep red as he felt his tool swell and stiffen until it reached its full size. Tyler covered his face with his hands from embarrassment, he almost felt like he should apologise despite the situation being totally out of control. However, whilst covering his face Tyler only felt the sensations of pleasure continue, in fact they became more focused and before long Tyler realised that Daddy had abandoned cleaning him and was instead masturbating him. Tyler was shocked at the new development but the sensations running through his body prevented him from trying to get Daddy to stop, he wasn’t even sure if he wanted Daddy to stop because at that moment Daddy’s delicate touch was the only thing in Tyler’s mind. The rubbing became more intense and before long Tyler had started bucking his hips and even letting out the occasional moan as he was stimulated. After just a couple of minutes Tyler was reaching the point of no return. “Oooh, Daddy…” He moaned as he felt himself building up to a climax. Daddy responded by speeding his hand up until he was rewarded with shot after shot of Tyler’s cum, all of it collected in some well-placed baby wipes. Tyler bucked his hips and moaned loudly as he climaxed and only stopped once all the pleasure had evaporated. Almost immediately after the sensations had stopped Tyler felt guilt creeping in. How could he let himself enjoy that? Tyler felt his eyes watering as the reality of his situation came back to him but he willed himself not to cry, not to give Daddy that satisfaction. Daddy, meanwhile, continued as if nothing had happened. He placed and pinned a new cloth diaper on to Tyler and drew up a new pair of plastic pants, these ones were purple. Daddy then placed some locking mittens on both of Tyler’s hands which greatly restricted Tyler’s fingers. Daddy then picked Tyler up as easy as if Tyler was just a bag of shopping. He carried Tyler at his side like a parent would do for a real infant and Tyler was forced to hold on to Daddy’s big chest to keep himself steady as Daddy carried him out of the nursery and into the living room. This was the first time Tyler had seen a room outside of the nursery and he was shocked by how normal it was. It looked like any other living room with a TV in the corner and a sofa facing it, there was even a nice fireplace on one side, though it wasn’t lit since they were in the height of Summer. The only unusual thing about the room was a baby swing set up in the middle just to the side of the sofa. It was this swing that Tyler was now placed into by Daddy. The swing was situated just high enough so that Tyler’s feet barely touched the floor when he was placed in it. The ropes attached to the ceiling and were made of an elastic material that sprang up and down when Tyler moved. When Tyler was safely in the swing and Daddy was confident of no escape he turned on the TV and switched it to a kid’s channel showing cartoons. Daddy then went and laid on the sofa and before long he had fallen asleep. Tyler saw Daddy sleeping and decided to try and test the swing, to see if he could escape. He tried grabbing at various parts but his hands, covered as they were in mittens, meant he couldn’t grasp anything. He tried sinking down with all of his weight to try and break the elastic but it proved to be very strong and instead it left him just bouncing on the spot like a toddler enjoying the cartoons. When Tyler realised there was no escape he just slumped in the swing and accepted he was stuck there for the time being. His mind turned to how he ended up there in the first place. Had his friends deliberately sent him to this strange man? If so, why? He thought back and tried to work out why this had happened. Suddenly a realisation hit him like a freight train. Connor, who had first suggested a hunting trip and had convinced everyone else, the same Connor who had given Tyler the map. Connor was suddenly prime suspect. But if he did it, why would he do it? Tyler thought back to his and Connor’s interactions leading up to Connor’s suggestion that they go hunting. It didn’t take Tyler long to think of a plausible reason for Connor to do this to him... About a month before Tyler’s birthday preparations had begun to be discussed, Tyler had accidentally mentioned to Connor’s girlfriend that Connor had cheated on her, as a result of this they split up and Connor didn’t speak to Tyler for three weeks afterwards, just totally cut all contact… Until one day when he and Tyler were at the same party and they had talked about it. Tyler had expected Connor to attack him, Connor was known to have a bad temper, but instead Connor had acted like it was all water under the bridge and he didn’t bring up the incident again. Could Connor have set all this up? Was he that vindictive? Tyler knew the answer already. Connor could be a very vindictive person, and Tyler had always suspected that in the right circumstances Connor could do some pretty bad things. Tyler had to stop thinking, thinking of his friends right now was too painful. To distract himself from his thoughts and suspicions he started to pay attention to the TV. It was some mind numbing kids show with dancing animals. With a lack of alternatives, Tyler began watching and soon found himself nodding off, whether from the experience on the changing table or the absolute boredom of what he was forced to watch he found himself very tired again. Eventually his knees gave way and he dozed off, being supported by the elastic of the swing his head fell forward and he fell into dreamland again. How long he remained napping for he didn’t know but he was stirred into life as he felt a rubbing sensation. He slowly opened his eyes, his head was already slumped forward from being asleep in the baby swing and the first thing he saw was a big hand between his splayed thighs that was gently rubbing his thickly padded crotch. Daddy was right behind him; Tyler could feel Daddy’s breath on the back of his neck. Tyler’s brain clicked into gear and he realised what was happening as he felt the good sensations start flowing through his body. He tried to move, to get away from the touching that he didn’t want but he was held in place by the swing. He could only move a certain amount before the swing brought him right back to his starting point. Daddy, noticing that Tyler was awake, started rubbing more persistently and wrapped his other arm around Tyler’s chest to hold him in place. Tyler struggled but couldn’t get free. He felt Daddy’s rubbing getting more and more frantic and he could feel his body responding in the way that male bodies are supposed to. Tyler’s twitching tool was at its full size and despite Tyler’s head saying no his body was responding to the stimulation with a loud yes. Despite wanting it to stop, Tyler never uttered a word as the experience continued and eventually he felt himself building up to a crescendo where his bubbling excitement would boil over. He felt himself grunting and his hips started pushing forward into the rubbing hand as Daddy continued wordlessly rubbing Tyler toward climax. With an extra loud grunt and as he pressed himself into Daddy’s hand harder than ever before he felt himself explode within his diaper. He grunted and bucked his hips as he blew his load into his warm cloth diaper. In his mind he knew it was wrong but he couldn’t help it as he emptied himself into the cloth diaper. Daddy moved his hand away leaving Tyler with weak knees slumped in the swing. Tyler was thankful now for the swing which was holding him upright. As Tyler recovered from the orgasm, he started to feel uncomfortable from the fact that the result of the unexpected play time was pressed against his skin. With no way of removing his nappy he was trapped and the sticky feeling inside his diaper was not a pleasant one. Tyler was lost in thought at what was happening. It was only just starting to sink in that he was kidnapped and trapped with this seemingly crazy man who was treating him like a baby. The panic started rising up, Tyler tried to keep calm and to think rationally but he couldn’t, it was all too overwhelming. Tyler started thrashing around in the swing in a panic trying to escape. He started shouting out for someone, anyone to come and save him from this cabin that he was stuck in. He thought of his friends, he wondered if they had set him up, did they all know what was happening? Did Connor do all of this alone? He just wanted to get out, he screamed in frustration as the reality of the situation started to sink in. Suddenly, Tyler felt a stab in his neck. Daddy had come up behind him with a syringe filled with something that Tyler couldn’t see. He guessed it was a sedative though as suddenly his limbs felt heavier and harder to move. He felt himself getting drowsy and soon Tyler found himself unconscious again. --- Tyler felt movement. As he slowly regained his senses again he could hear and feel that he was in a car. As he opened his eyes he started to wonder if the amount of times he was finding himself forced into unconsciousness was going to have a long term effect. That was something to worry about later though, first he had to worry about the new situation he was in. Tyler tried to talk, to ask what was happening or where they were going but when he tried to speak he realised he was unable to. He felt his face and found he had a pacifier strapped to his face, his hands were still in mittens and he was unable to undo the back of the strap. He tried to shift position in his seat but found he was buckled very tightly into a large car seat. Essentially, he was trapped. Tyler saw Daddy look in his rear view mirror and see that Tyler was awake. “You were makin’ a scene. You need to learn to keep quiet.” Daddy said gruffly. “Mmmph mmm mmmph.” Were the only sounds Tyler could make. He wanted to ask where they were going but the gag reduced his words to mindless noise. Daddy let out a bark of a laugh and focused on driving again. Tyler struggled in vain to break free of the restraints binding him to the chair but it was no good. He laid back with a sigh of acceptance, there was no way he was getting free of the car seat and even if he did, he couldn’t jump out of a moving car. It was only now that Tyler had cleared his mind that he realised that he was slightly more dressed than just the diaper and plastic pants that he had been previously wearing. He was now wearing a t-shirt that Daddy must have put on him while he was out cold. The t-shirt was a light blue colour with some writing across it in bold red lettering. It took Tyler a few moments to be able to read what the words said but when he did finally take in the words he realised the shirt read: “Daddy’s Little Boy”. Tyler blushed at the words and the way they were proudly displayed to the world. He was just thankful that being strapped into the car seat like he was so that few people if anyone would be able to see him right now. He prayed that wherever Daddy was driving him that it would be somewhere private. What made the words even worse was that they felt true as he felt pressure building in his bladder. Before long he found his body wouldn’t take the strain of holding it in any longer, he felt a small spurt of pee escape him and get rapidly swallowed by the thick cloth between his legs, soon the little spurt became bigger and Tyler shuddered as he wet his diaper completely. He tried to not let on what was happening but he didn’t know if Daddy noticed as he lost control in his diaper. Eventually the car came to a stop. The windows in the car were quite high and Tyler’s chair sunk quite low so when he strained to see where he was, all he could see was the sky. He did realise one thing though, even if he couldn’t see much, he could certainly hear a lot. Tyler sunk back into his restraints in fear as he heard the voices of dozens of people wandering around outside, on the one hand they could help him, on the other hand he was sitting in thick, wet cloth diapers, bold plastic pants and a big shirt proclaiming him to be “Daddy’s Little Boy.” There was no way he could be allowed to be seen like this! Daddy stepped out of the car and headed around to the trunk which he opened up. Tyler couldn’t see what was happening but he could hear a lot of noise behind him as Daddy seemed to be lifting something heavy out of the car. Eventually, the side door next to Tyler opened and Daddy leaned in. “You are going to be good, you are going to do as I say and not cause a scene.” Daddy said menacingly just inches from Tyler’s face as he undid the restraints that had been holding Tyler down. Tyler just nodded slightly and otherwise sat frozen still as Daddy leaned in and undid his pacifier strap. The look Daddy gave Tyler told him to make sure he remained quiet and Tyler didn’t dare make a peep. Daddy released the restraints from the large car seat and lifted Tyler out of the vehicle. For a moment Tyler was lifted high in the air and he could finally see where they were. Tyler saw a small car park that was full of cars and beyond that there was a collection of shops. But the thing that made Tyler gasp and scared him the most out of everything was all the people. There were lots of people just walking around, doing their shopping. Tyler then looked down and saw what Daddy had brought out from the trunk. It was a stroller that, like everything else Daddy had, was modified so as to fit an adult in it. Tyler was so shocked from all the people around him that he put up no resistance as he was put into the stroller and strapped in. “Please Daddy, don’t take me around this town like this!” Tyler hissed to Daddy as Daddy leaned in close to check the restraints were nice and secure. “Any more words and I get the gag out again…” Daddy said menacingly. He slipped a hand down to between Tyler’s legs where his diaper was displayed for the world to see. Daddy cupped the warm wet cloth through the plastic pants and gave an almost imperceptible little smile. Tyler went quiet and also felt also felt a pang in his stomach. He hoped that was from fear of Daddy rather than the other more humiliating possibility. Daddy stood up and moved behind the stroller and started pushing it forward towards the small shopping centre. The shopping centre was all on one floor and it had a very open layout, it was more like a high street than anything. It was clearly the commercial hub for a few small villages dotted around the area. The people heading to the shopping centre or back towards the car park were the usual mix of people you would see out shopping, some young, some old, some families and some alone.

love this movie from what i remember of it from my childhood, i'll have to watch it again. thanks again taishi