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This is very true. This won't work at all without lots of communication, and from both sides. It's not just about you telling her everything. It's also her opening up and asking questions. And vice versa. In a lot of cases the id and ego both play a role, at least with this type of sexual gratification. Often as a child it starts as impulsive and primal, just doing what feels good, but becomes integrated into ones' sexuality, personal identity

The penultimate update to the story. Katie finds herself on a spiral downwards and seems to be trapped in an inescapable situation. Can she regain any control of the situation? If you are enjoying this story and can't wait for the final part to be posted, for $5 on my Patreon you can see the conclusion to this story right now! You will also get one week early access to all my updates. For $10, you will get the early updates as well as access to exclusive stories. There are a bunch of other rewards available including chances of free commissions or even writing a story with me https://www.patreon.com/Elfy88 A big thank you to everyone reading and enjoying my stories, a bigger thank you to everyone leaving a comment and a huge thank you to everyone supporting me financially: DannyDazzler, Scy Tali, Orion F, John, Diapering Daddy, Eric C, Paul E, Kevin H, Mr.Smileypants, Tom H, Sterling W, Ryan, Jens B, Zachary U, Thomas R S, Matthew S, Pierry L, Matthew, John D, Liv, L B Iceland, Cyatommorrow, Keen Lover, Emmanuel S, Henty C, Bob, Michelle G, P, Kent J, Frank S, C Dom, Scott S, James B, Ben F. Commissions are also available. --- Katie followed the robot through the hallways and back to the canteen. Katie saw one table near the door with a plate in front of it, on the plate were some sandwiches cut up in bite size chunks as well as an apple that was also cut into segments. She would have worried about the infantile lunch but it was so much better than yesterday’s dinner that she kept her mouth shut. Sitting down at the table, Katie looked around and saw all the same robots in the canteen staring at her. It was very unsettling as she started trying to eat the food. She didn’t have much of an appetite but knew that she wouldn’t be allowed to leave the canteen until she finished everything. When the plate was finally clean the robot from the classroom wasted no time opening the door for her to head back to the nursery. Katie stood up and felt the padding between her legs as she walked back to the classroom. As they headed down the corridor back towards the classroom, Katie saw the bathroom from the previous day. Although she had no crushing need for the bathroom, she felt like she should maybe ask to go just to try to do her best to keep this pull up dry. By the time she decided it would be a good idea, it was already too late. The robot leading the way had walked all the way up to and through the door to the nursery room. It was holding the door open and watching for Katie to come through. “I was thinking…” Katie said as confidently as she could in her embarrassing state of dress, “Maybe I should use the bathroom, you know, just to make sure there are no more… accidents.” The robot didn’t move. It held the door open and stood still waiting for the girl to come down the hallway. Katie scowled and started walking down the corridor before stopping halfway between the classroom and the bathroom. “This is ridiculous!” Katie shouted suddenly, “You don’t want me to wet myself. Let me into the bathroom!” Still the robot didn’t move and didn’t speak. The way the machine made no indication of listening to Katie only made her angrier as she felt increasingly indignant at being ignored when she was making a very basic request. “Listen to me!” Katie shouted. She stomped her foot on the floor of the corridor and could feel her face going red. The longer this went the angrier she was getting! After another few seconds of silence, Katie decided this was where she was going to put her foot down. Using the bathroom was a basic right! If she wanted to go to the bathroom she should be allowed to go. “Fine!” Katie said as she folded her arms across her chest, “I can wait here till you let me in.” Katie quickly sat down on the floor and crossed her legs as well. She looked for all the world like an overgrown toddler having a tantrum but in her mind she was right. She deserved to use the bathroom like the adult she was and whoever was in charge here had no right to stop her. As soon as Katie’s butt hit the floor the robot started walking back out towards her. Katie flinched as it grew near, she had no idea if the robot was about to go and unlock the door for her or whether it was just coming to grab her. Katie didn’t have to wait long for the answer, when the Nanny-bot reached her it stopped. Katie closed her eyes and prayed that the robot would pass when she felt the robotic arms wrap around her. “No…” Katie whined uselessly as she was picked up and held against the chest of the metal person. Katie was picked up and carried back towards the nursery. When she saw the door to the bathroom moving further away she felt her temper rising again. This whole situation was ridiculous and she quickly began lashing out. It was utterly useless of course but Katie flailed her legs and arms as she was carried back into the nursery room and the door was locked behind her. “Calm down.” The robot said simply as it put the girl down in front of the table of activities again. Katie felt tears in her eyes but she refused to cry, she didn’t want to give the robot the satisfaction of showing how upset she was. Despite this, it wasn’t long until Katie drank from the sippy cup. Her throat was parched and she blushed as she drank from the infantile mug. Unfortunately, there were repercussions to both the tantrum and the drinking and they soon began to make themselves felt. Katie tried to ignore the growing feeling of needing the bathroom, the pressure on her bladder was slowly growing and becoming harder to ignore. Katie brushed her hand across her crotch and felt the cloth-like feeling of the pull up between her legs, it was a reminder of what was expected. She shuddered and all it did was make her more determined to not embarrass herself. Maybe this was a test and all Katie had to do was stay dry as long as possible, eventually the robot had to take her to the bathroom surely. To try and distract herself from her growing need to the bathroom, Katie looked around the room for something to do. Her eyes fell on a bookshelf nearby and she walked over in the hope of finding something interesting. She should have known better, the books were all meant for toddlers and there was nothing that Katie would find genuinely interesting. Katie pulled a book about animals off of the shelf. She sat down on the floor in front of the shelf and opened up the first page. It was all simple stuff, a picture of an animal along with some facts about it and their name. It distracted her for a few minutes but not much longer and as the pangs from her bladder increased, she quickly put the book away and picked up another one in the attempt to stay distracted. To a certain extent this strategy worked but after an hour there were no books left and the need for the bathroom was now extreme. Katie stood up and almost lost control right away. She was utterly desperate to go, her hand covered her bladder which was aching. She saw the robot still watching her from the far end of the room and she decided to make one more effort to convince the caretaker to let her use the bathroom. “Please… I really need to go.” Katie said as she stumbled forward slightly. The robot didn’t move. It’s unbroken stare not leaving Katie’s face. Katie sighed in frustration and then suddenly came up with an idea. She was being treated like a toddler with these activities and the pull up and everything, so maybe the robots wanted her to act the part… “Please, Miss.” Katie said in her best impression of a little girl, “I need to go potty.” Katie’s already red face blushed brighter as she staggered across the room and talked like a toddler. She was so immensely glad that no one could see her, if anyone knew what was going on she would die from embarrassment. To Katie’s utter astonishment, her idea actually had an effect. The robotic nanny stood up and started walking across the room. Katie’s eyes lit up and she started shuffling a bit faster as she assumed the nanny was heading for the door. She was going to make it! “What… What are you doing?” Katie stammered as she reached the halfway point in the room. The Robo-Nanny had only gone halfway to the door when it stopped and opened a cupboard door. It had reached in and pulled out a large plastic object. It was princess pink and adorned with pictures of unicorns and Katie watched as it was set down on the floor next to the teacher’s desk. “A potty?” Katie whispered as her throat constricted from embarrassment, “You want me to use an actual… Potty?” The teacher stood expectantly and Katie knew she had to decide what she was going to do right away. Her control was at it’s limit and there was no way she would be allowed out of this room. Katie edged herself forwards across the room and felt her control slipping with every movement. She was still several feet away from the potty when she felt a small trickle escape her and enter the pull up. Katie paused briefly and squeezed her muscles shut again as she attempted to maintain control. The idea of using a potty in the middle of the room like a toilet training toddler was humiliating but it was still marginally better than wetting her pull up. The robot’s accusing eyes seemed to pierce Katie’s soul and weaken her resistance. She paused again as she felt her control stretched to the limit. She became aware that another step would be the end of her battle and she hunched over forwards, her hands pressed against the front of the pull up as if trying to block the flow that she was certain was coming. Looking at the robot, Katie wordlessly begged for it to bring the potty to her. She felt tears rolling down her cheeks as she struggled to hold back the flood. The robot must have known what Katie needed. If it was smart enough to be able to do everything it had done since Katie got here, it would be smart enough to recognise a woman desperate for relief. It didn’t move. It was finally too much for the young woman. Katie felt another trickle escape her clenched body but this time she was unable to stop the flow. Instead, her body felt the trickle and gave up the fight, the trickle became a stream and the pull up quickly started warming around her. These pull ups were not meant for large accidents and it quickly began to overflow. Katie felt the warm urine start running down her inner thigh which prompted her eyes to fly wide. Abandoning the attempt at keeping control, Katie ran the last few steps towards the potty. She felt the floodgates open as the pull up couldn’t contain the torrent of liquid. A high-pitched whine escaped from Katie’s mouth as she felt the warm urine cascading down her legs and dripping on to the floor. Without even pausing to pull her disposable underwear down, Katie sat herself down on the potty and heard the tell-tale tinkling sound as her pee dripped down from her pull up and collected in the bottom of the potty. By the time she had sat down, Katie had almost finished and as the last drops hit the potty she looked down at the trail of urine that led away from the toddler toilet. Katie felt a deep sense of shame as the evidence of her lack of control pooled on the floor. She could almost feel the glare of the robot behind her as she ashamedly looked at the floor. She sobbed slightly and felt so bad for not making it to the potty even though any reasonable person would have let her go to the bathroom when she asked. She was humiliated more than anything. When the dripping eventually slowed down Katie didn’t really know what to do. She wanted to get up and run away but that obviously wasn’t an option. She just sat on her little potty and sobbed for a little while as the wet streaks on her legs got colder. Eventually, the decision as to what to do next was made for her when the robot behind her grabbed her around the waist and lifted her off of the potty. Katie kicked her legs a little but any attempt at resistance was rather half-hearted and she was too upset with herself to really try and break free. She allowed herself to be carried over to the changing table where she was rapidly stripped down to just her pull up. Katie looked fearfully up at the robot at the end of the table as it seemed to be calculating it’s next move. The blushing woman didn’t even try to get off of the table, she knew it was useless to try, sooner or later she would be brought back and things would only be worse. The bot reached forward and pulled the weak sides of the pull up apart. The wet disposable was pulled down between Katie’s legs and left her exposed to the room. The disposable underwear was saturated from front to back and Katie was surprised it was still holding on. Suddenly, as if a decision had been reached by the building itself, metallic arms simultaneously sprung forth from the four corners of the changing table. They quickly pinned Katie to the table and held her down securely with their firm but gentle grip. “Hey!” Katie yelled as she was pinned to the table, “I’m not resisting! Let me go!” Katie was broken from her depressed apathy by the frustration of being held down again for seemingly no reason. She had accepted what was coming next; she expected to be cleaned and placed in yet another humiliating pull up. Why hold her down? Why make this experience any longer and harder than it needed to be. The nanny suddenly turned away from the table and towards the door that led to the cafeteria area. Katie watched as far as she could but the robot disappeared out of sight leaving Katie laying alone in the nursery room. It was silent and she felt very vulnerable as she was held down and completely naked. “Great…” Katie muttered to herself. It turned out that Katie didn’t have to wait long to find out what was going on as the sound of heavy, metallic footsteps soon started getting louder again. “Can you just hurry up and get me dressed.” Katie called out as the nanny walked back across the room, “We both know you are just going to stick me in another stupid pull up. Just get it over with.” Katie was angry. Angry at herself for the accident, angry at this stupid robot for forcing it to happen and angry at the whole building and company for whatever crazy experiment was going on here. Katie no longer cared about whatever mysterious force was behind all of this, she no longer gave a damn about getting a job or even paid for this stay. She just wanted to be allowed to leave but clearly that wasn’t on the cards. Katie furrowed her eyebrows when she looked to the side and saw the nanny-bot carrying a bucket that seemed to be full of water to the side of the changing table. What on Earth was this for? Katie saw the robot’s cold eyes look down at her face before slowly working down over her chest and down to her crotch. When Katie saw it pull out a razor and some shaving cream from one of the shelves her eyes flew wide and she shook her head. “No, no, no!” Katie yelled, “Do not touch me!” The robot paused as it looked back up at Katie’s face. It put one of it’s shiny fingers to where it’s mouth would have been and gave a short, sharp shush. “Don’t shush me!” Katie yelled again, “This is too much. You’re going too far, I demand to be le-” Katie was cut off mid-sentence when she suddenly felt something rather rubbery tied to her mouth. She twisted and turned her head but it was already too late to dislodge what she quickly came to realise was an oversized pacifier. Even spitting it out didn’t work as it was attached to a strap that wrapped around the back of her head. One of the seemingly endless mechanical arms seemed to be responsible. The robot opened the can and sprayed a liberal amount of the shaving foam on it’s hand. It moved down between the woman’s legs and started rubbing the foam over the areas of Katie’s crotch that had hair. Katie gasped at the cold touch and tried to move away from the hand, it was a useless endeavour as she was held down so securely. “Hold still.” The robot commanded briefly as it picked up the razor and moved it towards Katie. Katie closed her eyes and did as she was asked. She stayed as still as possible whilst still trembling slightly from a mixture of fear and the cold cream. For the next several minutes, Katie felt the metal blade of the razor as it meticulously shaved her. A new tear ran down her cheek as she wondered why on Earth the robot was doing this. She had to admit that it had expert precision though, despite it’s proximity to some very sensitive areas it managed to avoid them completely as it did a thorough job in taking off the hair that Katie had. When it was finally finished it repeated the process that it had done with the bucket. It walked away from the table and carried the bucket back down the hallway to wherever it had originally got it. By the time the robot had returned, Katie was fuming and her fear had turned to anger. When it stood between Katie’s legs again, Katie gave it a stare much colder than the robot could ever manage. “Why?” Katie asked simply and carefully around the large bulb in her mouth. “Babies need to be smooth for easier clean up.” Replied the machine. Ignoring the fact that Katie wasn’t a baby, she blushed at the idea of needing easier clean up. The two accidents she had experienced were just that, accidents. She didn’t need changing or cleaning or anything like that. She just needed this stupid machine to let her use the toilet when asked. “Eathier clean up?” Katie lisped with difficulty, “I don’t ne… Oh my God…” Katie felt her face go pale as she watched the robot lean down under the table and then stand back up with a new piece of disposable underwear. She had been expecting another pull up, how could she not after what had just happened? She certainly wasn’t going to be allowed her underwear again. As the plastic crinkled in front of her, Katie realised that what was coming next would be even worse than what came before. With a stomach that felt like it was dropping as if on a rollercoaster, Katie looked into the robot’s hands to see a diaper. It was plain white with a single yellow line running all the way down the centre. As it was unfolded, Katie felt her breath taken away by it’s sheer size. She had no idea they even made diapers this big, though in hindsight it seemed obvious that they must do for those incontinent adults. Her shocked brain was struggling to comprehend anything that was happening though and she felt the thick padding being slid underneath her. This was so much more humiliating than the pull up. It was as if Katie was going through potty training in reverse. She had arrived in panties and slowly regressed all the way to this diaper. Her fragile ego felt beaten, battered and bruised as she blushed anew. Katie felt the front of the diaper get pulled up between her legs and over her freshly shaved crotch. This ultimate symbol of babyhood was pulled tightly closed, firmly taped together and Katie was powerless to stop any of it. With the pacifier strapped in and now a diaper between her legs, Katie realised she was starting to look like nothing more than an overgrown baby. It was a horrid realisation. Katie felt her limbs released as the robot picked her up and carried her in it’s arms like a mother cradling a new born. It was a bit awkward because of Katie’s size but the robot had seemingly no issue in carrying the woman over to the crib which Katie was lightly deposited in. The bars of the crib slid up automatically as soon as the caretaker had removed it’s arms leaving Katie trapped. “At leatht take out the pathifier!” Katie lisped around the bulb filling her mouth. She quickly pushed herself against the bars like a prisoner trying to escape their cell. The robot either didn’t hear Katie or chose to ignore her. It just walked out of the nursery and closed the door behind it. Katie was left alone in the nursery, trapped in her little crib with nothing on except the crinkling disposable diaper. She felt very exposed but by this point that was a feeling she was getting very used to. Katie stomped her foot in frustration, like a frustrated toddler she didn’t think she deserved this at all. She looked down at the diaper that was now loudly crinkling around his waist, she scowled at it like it was her oppressor. Katie’s first instinct was to just rip the diaper off. She didn’t care if it would leave her naked, being naked would be less humiliating than being padded like a baby. Cooler thinking prevailed, Katie knew that tearing this diaper off wouldn’t help her at all, in fact it would probably make things much worse. Katie was sure that ripping this diaper off would just provoke whatever was running this place to come back and re-diaper her. Then she would be held down or something and be even more trapped than she was at the moment. With a growl of frustration, Katie sat down backwards on her padded rear and laid down. If she was going to be forced to stay here, the best thing she could do was try and pass the time. She laid her head down on the pillows provided and closed her eyes. Sleep was not easy to come by. Katie had no idea how long she had been left in the crib alone, she only knew that it felt like hours. The mixture of the diaper and the pacifier strapped into her mouth made Katie uncomfortable enough that it seemed like any movement woke her up. The diapers crinkling was the only sound in the room and she blushed every time she heard the soft padding announce it’s presence. At some point in the middle of the night, Katie woke up for a different reason. Katie felt an all too familiar sensation of a full bladder, a feeling of needing the bathroom, of tense bladder muscles that wanted to be relaxed. Katie had been dreading this moment. She knew that sooner or later she would need the toilet and with the diaper taped to her waist and the walls of the crib fencing her in, there was just no way for her to avoid an inevitable wet diaper. Katie couldn’t understand why she was having to use the bathroom so much. It didn’t make sense to her that she kept needing to use the bathroom. There must have been something in the food; it was the only explanation that made sense to the young woman. The thought crossed her mind, yet again, of tearing the diaper off. She was willing to do anything to avoid wetting herself again but, just like earlier, she knew it wouldn’t help at all. The best she could do then was either wet the bed or try to pee between the bars of the crib. Neither of these options were appealing and she steadfastly refused to act like an animal, not to mention she was sure there would be a punishment for doing it. Katie eventually came to the conclusion that it was pointless to just lay there suffering. The need wasn’t going anywhere and she was only preventing herself getting any sleep by fighting it. Climbing to her feet, Katie closed her eyes and tried to relax her aching bladder. It wasn’t an easy task. Deliberately wetting yourself and going against years of toilet training was pretty tough but a deep breath and an effort to relax every muscle eventually led to a sudden warming around her crotch. Katie blushed as she felt herself let go into the thirsty padding. She had held on for so long that when she had finally allowed herself to pee, she flooded the diaper. Katie could feel her urine creeping around the padding at the front and the back as the thirsty diaper absorbed everything. Eventually Katie was done and she slowly opened her eyes and grimaced. The warm wetness between her legs actually wasn’t too horrible of a feeling, but the knowledge she was standing in her own urine was horrible. Katie slowly laid back down in the bed and tried to get some rest. She could still feel the pee spreading around her waist and looking for somewhere to be absorbed. It was a strange, almost ticklish, sensation that only distracted her from sleep even more. After the fitful night with sleep that only came in short bursts, Katie was somewhat relieved to see the robot return to the room. She immediately climbed to her knees and felt the heavy diaper sag dramatically around her waist. Katie blushed as she felt gravity take hold. The passing time had caused the diaper to cool down and what had previously been a relatively pleasant feeling was now a lot less comfortable. Now it was just a constant reminder of what she had done and that she needed another change. Katie looked down and grimaced as she saw the discoloured sections of the previously clean and white diaper. Further evidence of her little accident. It was hard for Katie to argue against her need for these diapers when she kept wetting them. The robot’s slow and mechanical walk over to the crib gave Katie plenty of time to contemplate what might happen next. Katie really hoped for a change, preferably into something non-disposable but she knew that was unlikely. The nanny eventually reached the side of the crib which dropped without the robot seemingly pressing anything. Katie was about to step out when she felt the arms of the robot wrap around her, clearly she was not expected to walk anywhere on her own. “You can’t do this…” Katie said quietly, “Just let me go.” The robot carried Katie over to the changing table as if it hadn’t understood a single word that she had said. It laid her down and gave her a piercing stare, it seemed like it was almost challenging Katie to resist, Katie wasn’t going to play those games again and she folded her arms across her bare chest as her only show of defiance. It was as Katie was laid down that she realised the robot wasn’t even talking to her much anymore. In it’s eyes, Katie was clearly nothing more than a toddler. The robot pulled the tapes off Katie’s diaper and lowered the front. Katie blushed as yet another accident was revealed openly to the world. In her mind she knew that she had no choice for any of them, but it was hard to fit having so many recent potty accidents with being an adult. Katie felt the cold and wet baby wipes rubbed against her most private area as the robot began the swift process of cleaning her now hairless crotch. She didn’t want to give the robot the satisfaction of blushing and letting it know how humiliated she was but she found herself struggling to stop herself from going red in the face. Soon, Katie felt a new diaper being placed under her rear and she felt herself tearing up a little. She had been really hoping that after the previous night she would be given her grown up clothes back, she was at least hoping to not have to wear another stupid diaper. When Katie felt the diaper taped closed she sighed in resignation. She went back to her one salvation, this was a fixed length of a stay and her Mom would be coming to pick her up at the end of it all. She would be saved from this building in the end. Katie was lifted off of the changing table and when she felt her feet hit the floor she was asked by the robot to not move. Katie was barely listening as she was so deep in her own thoughts but she didn’t move anyway. How long had Katie been here? It was so hard to keep track of time when the windows were blocked out by thick curtains, she estimated she must be nearly done with this horrible process but she couldn’t be sure. The complete lack of control about anything that was happening was the most frustrating aspect of this whole thing. “Arms up.” The command came from the one voice Katie had heard in the last couple of days. Katie, still wrapped up in her own mind, lifted her arms automatically and quickly felt some cloth pulled rapidly over them. When Katie saw a collar pulled down past her vision she assumed she was being given a shirt, it was only when she heard a clicking noise between her legs that she belatedly realised this wasn’t a shirt at all! “A onesie!” Katie shouted in shock. As the last snap was done up and the robot removed it’s hand, Katie felt the fluffy diaper between her legs pushed up and against her body. Katie looked down and twisted her body slightly. The onesie was a pastel pink and had little pictures of cartoon bunny rabbits all over it. It was one of the most infantile pieces of clothing Katie could remember seeing and the crinkling that came from the disposable padding between her legs as she moved didn’t help her feelings of being a child. Yet again the robot acted like it couldn’t hear the girl as it took a step back. It observed Katie coldly and when it was satisfied that the onesie was a good fit it picked the young woman up and began to carry her towards the exit of the room. Katie was very glad that no one could see her at this moment. It was incredibly humiliating to be treated like this and no matter how impossible the situation was to escape she felt like a real adult would never let something like this happen. Katie wrapped her arms around the robot’s neck to steady herself as she was carried out of the nursery. She hated her reliance on the robot right now but she couldn’t get away no matter how much she wanted to. Even trying to escape would probably result in everything just getting worse. As much as it pained Katie to think about, her best choice was to just wait it out and hope that when the time period came to an end she would be rescued by her mother. She had to keep her eye on that goal to stop herself going mad.

The Boss

Ashley blushed a little at having forgot her laptop and documents which she needed for work! Ashley took a small breath of relief, "Thank you!" exclaimed the small lawyer with gratitude.

"Don't forget this" Skyler said bringing out Ashley's bag which contained her legal documents and her laptop having also slipped a homemade lunch inside, it wasn't anything fancy but Ash seemed like the work through her lunch break type of girl. "Sweetheart I took advantage of a situation with a contract, if that counts as kindness then you need to meet more people" Skyler said with almost a level of regret in her voice. There was a degree of maternal lust to what she did, a big part of her wanted to make Ashley quit her job, diaper her up and spoil the girl rotten like she seemed to deserve maybe because after Sharon she hadn't seen another little and after all those nights going past the empty nursery made her feelings stronger but something about the cute little Lawyer made her Mommy Feelings become that much more intense. "Now remember, your secret is safe and you have nothing to worry about, There's a drive outside to take you to work who also knows nothing about what goes on in here, after work he is going to take you to your apartment and I want you to collect everything that will make you feel safe here" she said with a final kiss to the forehead before ushering Ashley out of the door

"Good Baby" Skyler cooed when she ran into her arms, the woman calling herself Mommy returned the embrace as she pulled her softly into a living room. "Let's get you dressed for big girl work" she said making short work of dressing her in her business suit. Skyler looked over the clothes and while presentable she deserved better however voicing these opinions didn't seem smart as Skyler pegged her for the kind of girl who would claim not to be worth expensive gifts or a new wardrobe and on the news that the woman who made her be a baby was going to update her work wardrobe would probably be scared of having to turn up to court in a romper suit. Skyler took her make up and began to Ashley's make up only using a little to highlight her face rather than a mask to cover it, she turned Ash around and had her face a mirror "See sweetheart in here you are a helpless baby girl who needs her Mommy but out in the world you are still an intelligent, lawyer with a lot of potential to go where ever she wants" trying to make sure that the baby time only effected her at home rather then her work

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There are more tiers and more rewards including free commissions so if you are interested feel free to go and check it out. It is only through my wonderful Patros that I can keep up this level of writing <3 https://www.patreon.com/Elfy88 --- --- “Nick?” Sarah called out uncertainly as she heard the front door open and close. There was no reply. It seemed like as soon as Nick had exited the bedroom he had quickly got dressed and left the house. Sarah had no idea where her husband had gone or if he was coming back. She cursed the fact that this crib was so secure, she had loved it when Nick had been the one locked inside but now she felt so helpless. Sarah couldn’t believe that her husband would leave her alone in the house like this. What if there was an emergency? There was just no way for her to escape this bed. At least Sarah had a moment to take stock of the situation. She looked down at her waist and winced as she saw the white plastic of the nappy secured tightly around her hips. It was almost unbelievable that she had ever got into this position. She felt hopelessness rising within her as she considered some of the horrible possibilities that she faced. Sarah thought about having to go back to work in diapers and felt a cold chill. That was still over a month away though, surely she wouldn’t be kept like this for that long. “Just keep it together.” Sarah told herself as she closed her eyes. The most important thing was to remain calm and be patient. She was a very smart and resourceful person, Nick would slip up and give her a chance. Nick was never the person to consider long term consequences and Sarah had little reason to doubt that sooner or later the door would be left open, she just had to be ready. The diaper crinkled with every slight movement and Sarah started to understand how it could have had such an effect on her husband’s behaviour. It was a very oppressive feeling to have to worry about the noise, Sarah could only imagine what it would be like to be in public like this. In the back of her mind was the knowledge that she might be expected to go outside like this but she had to keep that away from her consciousness. It was too scary to think about. Sarah laid back on the mattress beneath her and took a deep breath. Her hands wandered down her own body and she gently fiddled with the waistband of her padding. It was still hard to believe it was there. The little waistband almost tickled her tummy when it rubbed against her. When she moved her hands further down she could feel the tapes pressing the sides of the nappy against her. Moving her hands down even further, Sarah felt the curving disposable plastic wrap between her legs. It felt so smooth that it was actually a nice feeling to rub her hand against it. In fact, Sarah was getting a little too into the pleasant feelings that rubbing the plastic was causing her and she had to stop when she realised she was ending up feeling a little aroused by it. She would absolutely not allow herself pleasure in these damn nappies. Sarah thought back to the previous day and remembered her time with Jack. It was unbelievable just how much things had changed in less than twenty four hours. She tried to imagine what Jack would think if he could see her like this and felt a small lifting in her spirits. Maybe if she could somehow let Jack know what was happening he would be her knight in shining armour. She didn’t expect Jack to sweep her off her feet, she wouldn’t want him to, but maybe he could talk some sense into Nick and end the madness. The crib was very claustrophobic and it didn’t take long for Sarah to start feeling very boxed in. There is a very distinct and interesting phenomenon that happens to people when they are unable to do something, it suddenly becomes the only thing they can really concentrate on. It was especially noticeable amongst the children that Sarah worked with. In Sarah’s case, the thing her mind had begun obsessing over was the need to eventually use the bathroom. At first she didn’t think about it much at all but very quickly it became a huge concern for her. At some point she would need the bathroom, it had obviously been something she had considered before now but when trapped in the small crib it really started to become clear that she was going to be forced to use her nappy. Almost as soon as Sarah thought about not being able to get to the bathroom, she felt a very sudden rise in her need for relief. Sarah sighed in resignation about her position but she couldn’t make herself use her nappy. She knew it was coming and it was going to unavoidable and wanted to get it over with but no matter how much her brain told her to just let go before it got too uncomfortable, her body refused to obey. The totally silent house was eerie and Sarah felt increasingly restless. The longer she was stuck behind these bars the more she felt desperate to escape them. This really was inhumane, it was like being imprisoned in solitary confinement for no reason. She would never do something like this to another person! --- Nick pulled back up at his house with a wide smile. He was in a fantastic mood and felt liberated by his visit to Kirsty’s house. It felt good to be able to get the upper hand when visiting her, even if she had made some good points he knew that things were now very different to how they had been this morning. It was the dawning of a new era! Stepping out of the car, Nick walked up the driveway and through the front door. He revelled in the silence that control had brought him. No one was ordering him to do something or go somewhere, Nick was able to do as he wanted. The sense of freedom after all that time as a baby was intoxicating, Nick felt like he had some idea how a recently freed prisoner must feel. “Nick?” A faint voice called from upstairs. Nick looked up the stairs. Kirsty was right about one thing. He shouldn’t have left Sarah alone in the crib, he would never tell Kirsty that he thought she was right but the number one parenting rule had to be not to leave the baby alone. Especially locked in the crib. Nick slung the bag of stuff Kirsty had given him over his shoulder and slowly walked up the stairs as he puffed out his cheeks. He wasn’t used to all this movement and effort, even before the enforced babyhood had started Nick had spent most of his time as stationary as possible. “This is what parents complain about…” Nick muttered as he crossed the landing, “So much work.” The air inside the nursery had a distinct odour to it, not something that Nick had really noticed before but coming into the nursery as an outsider seemed to really bring home the smell. It was the scent of used diapers, a pungent mixture of old pee and faeces. The kind of smell common to a young baby’s nursery, not so common in a childless household. The smell felt somehow comforting to Nick. “Hello Sarah.” Nick said brightly as he looked at his almost naked wife, “How are you doing?” Nick received no response and nor did he expect one. He ambled over to the crib and placed the bag of new clothes down on the floor beside the changing table, he saw Sarah looking at it with a mixture of curiosity and fear. Sarah had no idea what would be in that bag but she assumed it wouldn’t be anything that would please her. Dropping the side of the crib, Sarah eagerly made to scoot her way out until Nick’s hand stopped her in her tracks. He pulled his hand lower down Sarah’s body until it rested on her padding. Nick smiled as he saw his wife’s blushing face, a face that looked guilty, that knew what Nick was about to find. Pressing the wet padding against his wife’s delicate opening, Nick could feel the sponginess of the padding. He saw Sarah blush as he rubbed the front of the underwear. It felt good to be the one able to tease rather than the one being teased. “Well, well, well…” Nick said with a smile, “I see someone needed the potty whilst I was gone.” Sarah looked away as her mouth twisted into a thin-lipped frown. She didn’t like this wet feeling around her waist and she certainly didn’t like the way Nick was talking to her. She tried to keep a lid on her anger though, she assumed that the quicker Nick got bored or saw that she had learned her lesson that they could end this charade. “Couldn’t wait for Daddy to come home?” Nick asked. “No…” Sarah eventually said quietly when Nick wouldn’t let her move without an answer. “No what?” Nick asked. His hand squeezed the spongy padding at the front of his wife’s nappy. “No, Daddy.” Sarah spat out as she lost her temper, “Are you happy? You got me to say it.” “Ecstatic.” Nick said sarcastically. His face had no hint of a smile now, “We should get you changed.” Nick finally moved his hand away from Sarah’s nappy and let her jump down. As she did so the heavy padding drooped between her legs slightly, her gait had become much more of a waddle now and Sarah wondered how on Earth her husband could put up with this for so long. “Where did you go?” Sarah asked with annoyance as she clambered on to the changing table and laid down. “I went to see Aunty Kirsty.” Nick said, “To pick some stuff up for you.” “Kirsty!?” Sarah replied with wide eyes, “She… She knows?” “I told her everything.” Nick smiled as he pulled the tapes off the nappy and watched the swollen front flop down. Sarah didn’t know whether to feel humiliated or hopeful that Kirsty now knew what was happening. On the one hand she might be able to help her, on the other it was embarrassing that her friend knew that the tables had turned. Sarah laid in silence but jumped suddenly when she felt the cold touch of the wet wipes. She shuddered a little as she felt herself get cleaned before the used nappy was pulled out from underneath her. “Cold, isn’t it?” Nick asked already knowing the answer. He balled up the nappy and dropped into the trash can by the door. Nick unfolded a new nappy and quickly placed it under Sarah. He couldn’t deny that she looked good like this, she was shaped perfectly for Nick and when he saw his wife undressed it was almost enough to make him forget what she had done, almost enough to make him prematurely end everything. Almost. Nick pulled up the new nappy before his will power collapsed entirely and taped the padding closed. He smiled as Sarah sat up and the quiet room was filled with crinkling. He knew he was hardly in a position to be making fun of something like that but it felt like at least a little justice. Opening up the bag, Nick pulled out the first thing his hand found. A long satin dress, white in colour and with little bows over where the breasts would be. Nick thought that there didn’t seem to be much difference between what a sissy wears and what a baby girl wears but he guessed that was the point. “Arms up.” Nick commanded. Sarah rolled her eyes and took a deep breath but put her hands in the air all the same. Nick smiled, he remembered when he had tried to fight everything that happened. “You can keep fighting it…” Nick said as he slipped the clothes over his wife’s head, “But you know as well as I do that resistance can only get you so far.” Nick pulled the dress down and smoothed it over Sarah’s body. It was a little too big for her but if anything that made her look even more like a small child. Sarah had a face like thunder which only made Nick smile more widely. He turned to leave the room but heard Sarah clear her throat behind him. “You need to do the zip up for me.” Sarah said quietly, her face as red as a tomato, “It’s on the back. I can’t reach it.” Nick walked back over and behind his wife to sharply yank the zip up. This was a lot more work than the little boys clothes were Nick thought lazily. “Alright, let’s go downstairs.” Nick said as he walked towards the door once again. Sarah wanted to find a reason not to. She didn’t really know why but she just felt so much more exposed outside of this bedroom. As she stepped into the hallway she was hit by the cooler air outside the bedroom, it was quite refreshing and not entirely unpleasant. She followed Nick down the stairs and into the living room. Nick smiled broadly as he looked over to the wall and saw his computer sitting idly like it was inviting him to come to it. “Alright you can, I don’t know, sit in the playpen?” Nick said as he vaguely gestured over to the fenced in area. Sarah had the distinct impression that he hadn’t really thought this all through properly, that he didn’t know what he was doing. She sighed and walked herself into the toddler prison. Nick fiddled with the door briefly to lock it and then immediately turned his back to go turn on the computer. Hearing the fans whir into life was like a blast from the past for Nick. It was just as he was entering in his log in information that he was distracted by his wife clearing her throat again. “What?” Nick asked in annoyance as he looked over to Sarah. “I’m thirsty… And hungry.” Sarah said as she stood awkwardly in the middle of the playpen. “And?” Nick asked. He was a little slow to catch on when distracted with the exciting prospect of using the computer. “And you need to look after me…” Sarah continued. Her voice betrayed how shocked she was by her husband’s incompetence “Ugh.” Nick rolled his eyes and walked out to the kitchen. Sarah just shook her head as he walked by. Being a baby like this for him was horrible but the least Nick could do was look after her properly. Sarah sat down on her padded rear and looked around at her surroundings. She was just looking at the meagre choices for “entertainment” when she heard banging coming from the kitchen. A minute later she watched Nick stomp back into the room. He dropped a bottle into the playpen and then a single apple that bounced off the ground and rolled to Sarah. Finally, Nick dropped a packet of crisps next to Sarah. “Is that it?” Sarah asked as she looked at her lunch without appetite. “I’m sorry, baby.” Nick replied with false sorrow, “We are fresh out of lobster and caviar.” Nick smirked at his own humour before sitting down in front of his computer and putting his feet up. As he fired up his favourite game he smiled when that familiar music came through his headphones. Nick put them over his ears and cut out the outside world. Nothing mattered except for his game. Sarah watched her husband get absorbed in his game with dismay. She looked at her rather dismal lunch without much appetite but she sucked from the baby’s bottle to quench her thirst. It was a little embarrassing to be reduced to this but it was worth it for the refreshing and cold milk. Sarah thought she knew what it meant to be bored but she had never experienced anything like the next few hours in that playpen. Time seemed to lose all meaning as she listlessly sat in the toddler space, she gained a new appreciation for what had happened to Nick and she despaired when she considered that she could be spending day after day like this. With little else to occupy Sarah’s mind she laid her head back against a teddy bear that was sitting in the playpen with her and stared at the ceiling. She could feel her diaper area getting a little wet from the sweat that was accumulating underneath, the hot weather showed no signs of abating and Sarah really was quite uncomfortable. Nick was sat at his PC and having a great time. He had missed the internet so much and now that he finally had it back he could check out everything he had been missing. All his social media and his forums that he liked to visit. It was so good to just see the familiar names but it was also seemed very strange to him that whilst his life had been so topsy-turvy everyone else was carrying on as normal. It was easy to forget that no matter how much things had changed for him, for most of the world it was just another normal couple of weeks. There was almost a feeling of resentment from Nick when he read about people complaining about silly little things such as bugs in a video game or someone gossiping at work. How dare they complain about such trivial crap whilst Nick was going through total life upheaval. Part of him wanted to reply to these threads and let them know what a real problem was, he had to resist though. Nick could quite easily have sat at the computer all afternoon without moving a muscle, this was the dream life for him. When he felt a sudden need to urinate, he just let go into the diaper. The diaper was just another tool of his laziness now. “You are going to have to cook dinner at some point…” Sarah eventually called out from the fence of the pen. She was facing into the room and leaning on the vertical bars. “Meh.” Nick responded casually. He didn’t even turn to look at her. “I’m getting hungry.” Sarah continued, “You haven’t even done any housework. Do you even know if we have anything to eat for dinner?” “I’ll just order something.” Nick replied dismissively. Sarah pursed her lips and narrowed her eyes. Nick was not going to look after her or the house properly, she could see it already. She couldn’t believe how lazy he was but she was sure the house would be a mess in a week or two. She felt a sinking feeling when she thought about that, there was no way he would keep this up for that long was there? The power in the relationship was wrong and it felt wrong. “You are supposed to look after the house.” Sarah said tensely. Even when she was supposed to have no responsibilities she felt like she had to be the responsible one. “Jesus, you moan more now than ever.” Nick replied with an eye roll, “Put a sock in it or I’ll put a pacifier in it.” Sarah shook her head and turned away. After sitting there for hours she was feeling very restless and she paced up and down behind the fence. She could feel that she needed to pee again but she wasn’t keen on doing it so openly in front of Nick. “Hello… Yeah I’d like to order two pizzas please.” Nick suddenly said. Sarah turned to look at her husband and saw that he had the phone and was ordering dinner just as he had said he would do. Sarah couldn’t say she was thrilled with the upcoming meal but at least it was something. With Nick distracted on the phone, Sarah held her breath and whilst doing her best to act casual she wet her diaper. The hot liquid drained out of her quickly and she felt the padding between her legs warming up as the wet area grew and grew until she was done. “Yeah, one large pizza… Double chicken and pepperoni please.” Nick said to the man on the other end of the phone. He licked his lips in anticipation of such a great meal, “And a large pizza with…” Sarah saw Nick look over to her. She saw him look down at the diaper and smirk. “Actually, make that a child’s sized pizza with pepperoni.” Nick continued with a smirk. Sarah rolled her eyes and sat back down. She had always known Nick could be petty but it was blatantly clear all of this baby treatment wasn’t to prove she loved him. This was all just so Nick could punish her. She was frustrated at how childish Nick was being when he was supposed to be showing he was an adult.

Here's a funny meme to brighten your day

If my wife did this for me I would do all the cooking and cleaning.

Im from the Eastern TN region. I've never had any experience like this with anyone else, I've only ever gotten to diaper myself a few times, but I'm interested in changing that. I'm still pretty new to all this, but I'm willing to learn, and naturally submissive. I've been really nervous about exploring my fantasies because I've never met anyone else who shared them. Hopefully I can meet a like minded individual here - either another little to play with or a daddy to teach me

I just shit my diaper, this makes 3 shit diapers in 2 days, it good to be me.

I'm super messy right now.

I rarely make a large enough poo to warrant a diaper so went with a couple cups of oatmeal down the back of my Super Dry Kids and a large dollop of (cold!!) chocolate pudding down the front.

Chapter 4 - The House of Hands

Chapter 2 - The Girl in the Bathroom