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Chapter XXIX All afternoon, I was lost in thought. With Prin's help, I had finished all my work in record time. So I sat at my desk and replayed today's events again and again. So many bad things could have happened. I could have been fired. I could have been under this very desk, rubbing Mabel's feet. One stupid girl could have torn down everything I had worked so hard to build. And the only thing that prevented it was... my deal with Cora. She made my decisions. Stupid decisions, of course. Wearing diapers? Dressing like a toddler? But they saved me. It felt like... like divine intervention or something. Like all the mechanisms and variables that went into it was so far above my head, that I couldn't hope to understand it. But Cora did, in a weird way. I looked down at my dress, with the ruffled hem and puffy sleeves. Not my style. Not anyone's style after five years old, honestly. I gave a quick look around my empty office and let out a sigh. With a nervous hand, I lifted my dress to see the diaper between my legs. I had never really looked at it before. I'd worn one two days in a row, but I always tried to avoid it. Now... I pushed my fingers to the soft pink plastic, testing the waters. It was decorated with little stars and moons. Actually, it was kind of cute... Six hours ago, I was on the verge of a breakdown. I was so scared. Maybe not scared for my life, but scared for my livelihood. In a way, that was almost worse. And now, because of a diaper, I was... free. Relaxed. Even happy? I lowered my dress and sunk into my chair. This wasn't so bad, was it? Diapers... dresses... playing House with my boss and his wife. She was the caring mom. He was the protective dad. And I was... the happy little girl. I felt unshakable. I felt invincible. No, that wasn't bad at all. After work, I knocked on Mr. Gladstone's door. He always stayed late, so I wasn't that surprised to find him working. But Prin and the rest of the office had left a few minutes ago. "Sir?" I asked. "Good evening, Natalie." The office was quiet without any of the usual daily chittering, and it felt as though even the humming of the water-cooler had decided to take the night off. Distantly behind the window that Mr. Gladstone sat before, there was the faint sounds of the sleepy city, cars droning in the distance. "Hi, um..." I stepped into his office and closed the door behind me, though we were the only two left in the office. I pushed my fingers together nervously and looked down at my feet. We never really talked like this, Mr. Gladstone and I. "I, um. I wanted to thank you. For standing up for me earlier. I know you were really just defending Cora's choices, but... I dunno. You're very kind for giving me this job in the first place, and I've messed up a lot. But you still believe in me. And... um... I guess, thank you for that." He smiled warmly, just that kind of grandfatherly tug at the edges of his lips, and closed his laptop gently. "You've given me plenty of reason to believe in you, Natalie. You accept your mistakes and account for your weaknesses, then you let Cora make the decisions that you can't make yourself. Thank you for being such a good girl. Come here." Good girl. Those words were a little condescending, but at the same time, so incredibly validating. Like maybe I really didn't screw up as often as I thought I did. I followed his instruction carefully, walking across the plush carpet and beside him at his desk. I could see his computer monitor, littered with numbers and spreadsheets I barely understood. "Up here." He said, patting his lap, and then holding out his arms. This wasn't a spanking, this wasn't a punishment - this was a gesture that went along with being praised, with being a good girl. And Natalie was a good girl, so she'd earned this. I looked nervously at his lap and started to blush. Gosh, this was silly... but I approached and sat squarely on the top of his legs, lifting my shoes up off the carpet. This felt so weird. Maybe sexy, if I had any sexual attraction toward Mr. Gladstone. But I'd been spanked enough by the man to extinguish anything I may have once found attractive. "You don't have anything to worry about, Natalie, you're in good hands." Literally, as the case were, because he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her deeper into his lap. And then, like it was routine, like she was too small to cause any problem at all, he returned to doing some work with her right on his lap. I looked at him blankly, like I had missed something important. But he just kept me there, sitting on him, while he worked on some numbers. I bit my lip and shuffled on his lap, causing a slight crinkle to echo through the room. My cheeks turned crimson. "I... um. I should get going..." "There's no rush, poppet." He said, reassuringly, and continued his work. Little girls should be seen and not heard, that was the truth of the matter, and Mr. Gladstone wanted his to be equal parts accessory as child. "But... um... the car is probably waiting downstairs..." The driver and I had no relationship. There was a thin pane of tinted glass between the two of us, so I only vaguely knew what he looked like. We had never spoken, not once, but I would sometimes hear music coming from his cabin. He, or she, liked pop songs. "Would you like me to let them know to come back later, and you can spend some more time with me?" This was a trick question, because there was really only one correct answer and it wasn't going to be immediately obvious. "...um." I didn't really understand what was going on. He wanted me to stay? Why? We weren't even doing anything. And it's not like we were friends... "I just thought... uh..." "I can take you home, we do live at the same place, you remember?" Gently, he began to bounce her on his lap. Up and down. Up and down. Slowly and rhythmically. "...I guess so," I muttered, watching his computer with zero enthusiasm. What was I supposed to say? He was my boss. Then he started to bounce me, slowly and softly. At first, it was a little annoying. But then, it felt... kind of... relaxing... I rubbed my eyes and shuffled to a more comfortable position on his lap. Mr. Gladstone had a pacifier in his top drawer, but with the recent scare in the progress and the way things had calmed down now, it was unlikely that he going to reveal it just yet. So, at the end of a long work day, he bounced his daughter-to-be on his lap, and knew with quite certain confidence that it wouldn't be long before she fell asleep. After few clicks of Mr. Gladstone's mouse, a light music filled the air. I tried to pay attention to what he was doing, but it seemed like jumbled nonsense to me. I rubbed my eyes again and felt them grow heavy and tired. I hadn't had any coffee today... after all, it wasn't like I could run to the toilet. Yesterday, Cora mentioned using this diaper, and there was no way I would let that happen. Still, a day with no liquids was exhausting. A day with so much drama was exhausting. And the music was so... Natalie was dry - Mr. Gladstone knew that as soon as she'd sat on his lap. She was still trying to keep her dignity, her pretense of adulthood, and for now that was okay. It wouldn't be forever, but for the moment he wouldn't push the issue. With the stimuli, the music, the reinforcement in her head, she'd dozed off sooner than later, and she drooled lightly into the crook of his arm. "Mmm..." I felt something stir, jostling me. Despite the heavy exhaustion, I managed to pry my eyes open, just a little, to see the ground pulled away from me. A dream? No... I was being carried. My cheek rested softly on Mr. Gladstone's shoulder, as I saw the office disappear. A ding from an elevator. Then the streets. The sun was so low on the horizon. How long had I been out? I rubbed my eyes and tried to wake up. "She's just so precious for this world, isn't she dear?" That was Cora's voice, cheerful and proud, although it faded shortly thereafter as Mr. Gladstone set the girl down in the back of their Bentley, then buckled her nice and snugly. She was, in essence, a child now. The car ride did nothing for my attempt to wake up. As a matter of fact, I was out like a light. It wasn't the usual car. Not the black one. A silver one. Cora was there, maybe? Or was that part of the dream... oh, the dream. Sitting on the edge of a swimming pool, with my toes in the water. I looked out at the backyard. My backyard, from when I was younger. Younger? No, my age. I was seven or eight. I kicked my feet in the pool, splashing water. Warm water, on a sticky summer day... "Will she sleep the whole way home?" That from Cora, to which her husband replied. "I presume so, she's had a very long day and she was on my lap for an hour or two after work." Not that this conversation registered with the sleeping girl; she was tired beyond the natural, deeply asleep and processing stimuli. "It seems you were right about the 'bug in our system'," Ando said quietly, careful not to rouse the girl. Though with the soft headphones over her ears, he doubted she could hear them if she were awake. "Mabel is taken care of, and it was thanks to you." "She was a risk, we knew she was from the start. And we just underestimated the strength of her will and the effects that might have on our project." Project. Daughter. Babygirl. All these words meant the same thing. "Either way," Ando said with a sigh. "I think it's important you have a talk with her. She isn't supposed to listen to anyone - just you and I. She can get herself hurt..." He actually sounded nervous about it. "We'll have a Mommy/Daughter night, tonight. What's she listening to at the moment?" Cora nodded, and Ando looked back at her. "Trying to reinforce release of bladder pressure; make it a positive, blissful experience.” Cora looked at the girl in her rear view mirror, with her head nodded to the side and a quiet peace across her sleeping face. "Do you think she'll have an accident?" Cora said, a little too excited. "She didn't have a single drink all day," Ando said with a sigh. "So I doubt it." If she had a coffee or two, this tape would have done a number on her. "We could increase her fluid intake during the day, there's a program available for that - not one for coffee, but we could there's one for chocolate milk and we could put some in the office fridge." Cora suggested, thoughtfully. Ando replied with, "She might get a bit of a tubby tummy with too much milk, though." To which Cora laughed a little. "I think she'd be cute with a bit of baby fat, though!" ---------------- Like & Comment! Please consider supporting us on Patreon! Thank you for reading!

Chapter 46 and a half “So what kind of day was it, Jamie Bear,” Amanda asked as he sat in her lap in the rocking chair. “Okay. I guess.” “You got awfully quiet after Ella went home. You seemed okay until then.” “I was just thinking.” Uh oh. That was usually Jamie’s first wrong step in getting into a bad mood. “About that dream? It was just a dream, buddy.” “Not that.” “What then,” Amanda asked as she rubbed her hand up and down his back. “That...” Jamie choked on a sob. Amanda pulled him into her chest and placed her hand on the back of his head, drawing him in close and kissing the top of his head. She wasn’t surprised. She knew his signs and anticipated he had some bad feelings he still needed to get out. Helping him do that was one of her most important jobs as his big sister. “Shhh. You can tell me anything you need to, Baby Bear.” “It’s ... when I was so scared. It’s ... so many people wanted to help ... because they ... hhhh ... because they love me.” Jamie let his head rest on Amanda, turning his face to the side and gently sobbing. “We do, Jamie, we all love you very much.” “I love you, too.” “I bet Mommy is ready to put you to bed,” Amanda said as she stood up, patting his bottom and swaying her hips back and forth to soothe him. “Will you share the bed with us tonight, Manda?” “Just try and stop me, Baby Bear.”

Hope you're having a great weekend. And if not, I hope this chapter will improve it I may have messed up some of the descriptions. Here we go, chapter 5. Let's move things a little. Like always, comments are appreciated Enjoy! Chapter 5 Jenny felt a giant hand rubbing her shoulders as she regained consciousness. The night had been horrible, she was feeling so tired she took several minutes to properly awaken. The giant hand turned her on her back, and she was almost blinded by the solar light that entered the room. Jenny slowly opened her eyes, the top bars of the crib had been lifted and nurse Lilith’s smug face greeted her with her usual devious smile. “Good morning baby Jenny! Did you sleep well? Ready for a brand new day?” Jenny grumbled as she lifted her upper body and sat on the crib’s mattress. Two dark circles had appeared around her eyes due to the lack of sleep, and she was feeling her eyes burn whenever she closed them. While she moved, a squishing sound came from her crotch, her diaper feeling warm, wet and clammy. “What the hell?! I don’t remember peeing recently. Did I wet myself while I was sleeping?” she worriedly thought, but her elucubrations were interrupted by the nurse, who picked her up and carried her out of the room. “Today is a big day baby Jenny! Weekend’s over and you littles get to go to the store! I’ve had so much fun with you that I almost hope you don’t get adopted!” said the nurse in a fake sad voice, bouncing the still half asleep little in her arms. “But a delicious and rebellious girl like you will be bought in no time, so I guess I will try to enjoy myself while you’re still here” she added, unceremoniously plopping Jenny on one of the changing tables. “What? The store? What store?” asked Jenny- now fully awake and preoccupied- “But the Little’s pet store of course! Now we’re gonna make you nice and clean, so that every big in Catalon will want to adopt you.” She said as she laid her down and started undoing the snaps of her onesie, and working on the tabs of her diaper. “Oh no! I’m going to be put for sale and adopted! That’s no good! I have to find a way to escape before that happens!” Jenny started frantically thinking. She began reviewing all her options, to finally realize she didn’t have any. Looking around, she saw the daycare was buzzing with activity, there were 4 nurses and 2 enormous human-shaped robots that were roaming around scooping the littles up, dressing, and changing them. No little was being left unsupervised, she couldn’t escape now! She was still looking around, searching a way to escape, as she felt Lilith finishing wiping her, then she was picked up without being put in another diaper! One thing was being naked just the time to have her diaper changed, but now Jenny was sitting in nurse Lilith’s arms, her bare breasts and privates grinding against the gown’s rough fabric, and her undressed state started really bothering her. She was rapidly turning red as she was carried by the nurse to another room. Lilith seemed to be in a good mood as she bounced and playfully patted the little girl’s naked bottom. Behind them, Jenny saw nurse Martha and one of the strange humanoid robots carrying two naked littles each in their arms. She smelled the sweet scent of lavender as they entered another room. The room was large, and most of it was occupied by a broad bathtub embedded in the floor at the centre of it. The high borders of the tub were slippery and on them there was a plethora of shampoos and shower gels. Looked like a small pool or a very large bathtub for children. But like the previous times, something was off. Short metal posts were inserted inside the marble at the borders of the tub, small silvery chains dangling from them. “What are those?” asked Jenny, now shivering despite her contact with the nurse’s warm bosom. “These are to assure little babies like you don’t drown in the tub, it also to makes sure that squirmy babies don’t give too much trouble when we are washing them. Today we will not have time to let you play in the tub, so we’re gonna make this quick” said Lilith opening the tap. In a few minutes, the large bathtub was filled with steaming warm water, and after pouring soap in it, the nurses began to lower the littles inside, making sure the collars were secured to the metal posts. “I will be good nurse, there’s no need to tie me up, please!” begged Jenny, as she was immerged in the warm water. That was so demeaning, she didn’t want to be tied to a pole like a pet. “And I thought you had learned after yesterday’s punishment!” scoffed the nurse, attaching the chain to the squirming little’s collar, “I’m not punishing you just because we are in a hurry, now stay still and let nursie scrub your cute little tushie” And so, Jenny found herself tied up to the metal post, the chain allowed her to immerse her body, but not past her chest, so she couldn’t put her head underwater. The chain also kept her near the borders of the tub, within the reach of the nurse. The bath was humiliating, Jenny was roughly scrubbed by Lilith, who cleaned every nook and cranny of her naked body. She didn’t allow the poor girl any modesty, and she slapped her bottom whenever Jenny didn’t assume the position the nurse wanted her to. Jenny was again on the verge of tears, as she was kept on all fours, naked and with a rough sponge scrubbing the crack of her ass back and forth, her collar feeling tighter than ever. When the nurses were finished, they wrapped each little into soft towels, and then they brought them to the changing tables to be dressed. “Well well well… let’s what we’ve got here” said the nurse laying the naked little on the changing table. Jenny’s eyes almost popped out as she saw Lilith produce what was the most ridiculous dress she had ever seen. It was a shocking pink princess dress, with white ruffles on the bottom area, and a very short hem that was obviously designed to show her diaper even if she was standing. “look at this baby Jenny! You get to be a princess for the rest of the day! Aren’t you happy?” But the little’s girl spirit had already been almost crushed by the humiliating bath, so she just kept her dead down, silent tears running down her cheeks. There was no point in fighting them now, the place was too well guarded, she had to submit. But how much of a toll was this strategy taking on her psyche and dignity? She managed to minimize her sobs as the nurse dressed her in the humiliating outfit, but couldn’t help but weep as she saw Lilith starting to put her in another thick crawler diaper, only that this one had a printed writing that spelled “Baby Jenny, 1200$” in wide pink letters, so her price was for everyone to see, branded on her now huge diapered bottom. Looking around, Jenny saw that also the other littles were being dressed in similar outfits and diapers. The girls were dressed as princesses and ballerinas, while the boys wore a short sailor uniform, everyone of them had an exposed crawler diaper on, their price in plain sight. “Why everyone has a crawler diaper on? Wasn’t it just for punishment?” weakly asked Jenny, as the nurse was closing the last tab of her enormous diaper. “Well honey, you’ll be spending the rest of the week at the store, so you’ll probably get only one diaper change a day…” Jenny’s mouth opened in horror and disbelief, one single diaper change a day for an entire week? She would have gotten a rash for sure! The only thought of it was sufficient to cause another set of sobs wreck her body. But maybe there was hope, she could find a way to escape in the store… It surely shouldn’t have been as watched as the daycare was… “…But don’t worry sweetie. If, by chance, you won’t get adopted during the week, we’ll be able to have more fun in the weekends like we had” wickedly smiled the nurse as she picked her up and carried her in another room. They were heading towards the medical ward, Jenny felt the temperature dropping… then the nurse opened a door that led into a small warehouse, with two garage doors opening onto the street. Seeing the opened garage facing a crowded street, Jenny had the sudden thought of escaping right there, but the nurse’s grasp was irony as she turned around to face the corner of the large room. Stacked in the corner of the room, were 15 padded cages, like the ones used for pets, eight of them were occupied by littles, their tiny hands grasping the metal crates. Jenny stared in horror as she was brought to an empty cage and locked inside. As soon as the gate closed she resumed her whimpering. She had always been claustrophobic, and that small prison only allowed her to turn around on all fours. Through the metal crate, Jenny saw the last littles being locked inside the cages, some of them tried to crawl towards the open exit but didn’t even make it close, with their thick diapers restraining their movements the nurses caught them immediately. As soon as the littles were safely contained, the nurses began loading the cages into the truck. Jenny found herself staring nurse Lilith, who waved at her from outside the two enormous vehicle’s metal doors. “Bye bye sweeties, we’ll se you in a week” she cooed closing the door. Darkness fell in the truck’s hold. Jenny could hear whimpering sounds coming from the cages around her, someone had already started to cry. She forced herself to take deep breaths to stay calm. After 5 minutes of waiting, the truck’s engine roared and the vehicle started moving. Jenny never knew how long the journey lasted, because the sleepless night she endured, the dark and the constant low roar of the engine caused her to fall into a deep sleep 10 minutes after the departure. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Jenny regained consciousness, she was laying on her stomach, her legs bent by the thick diaper, her bottom sticking in the air. She felt a soft moquette-like surface touching her skin, and light coming from a non distinct point in front of her. She felt moist padding around her genitals “Great… I wet myself while I was sleeping, now this stupid diaper will have swollen for sure!” was the first thing she thought. She opened her eyes and with her hands she pulled her torso up, assuming a crawling position. She felt like having slept for a whole day, she was dazed and a line of drool was hanging from her mouth. “What the hell… where am I?” she thought as she looked around. In front of her she saw a sidewalk, with giant people coming and going and past that, a busy road full of enormous cars. But she was looking at them from an elevated position….How could that be? She tried to crawl forward and reach the sidewalk, but she was suddenly blocked by a transparent glass surface! She immediately turned around, at her sides there were two more transparent walls, looking through she saw two other littles kept inside a cubicle cell like her, the fourth side behind them was closed by a metal crate. Looking up there was another transparent barrier, enclosing her inside what was a glass-walled box. Directly above her she could see another little’s diaper, the plastic fabric squished against the glass few inches from her head. They had put her on display in a fucking shop window! Her body acted before she could process anything, and she started banging her bare little hands on the glass surface, she desperately wanted out of there! How was even thinkable of humans being kept that way? The two littles, a boy and a girl, at her sides gave her a look of comprehension and sadness as they sat on their heavily diapered bottoms. She went to look through the crate and she saw the inside of what she would have guessed was a pet-shop, but this time the goods sold were little people! There were amazons customers wandering around the store, asking the clerks for prices and advices about the caring of littles. A couple of Amazons stopped by to look at the windows, they were cooing and smiling at the littles kept inside, their giant hands tapping on the glass wall. “Look Samantha, they brought other non native littles, this one is so cute, should we buy it?” She heard a giant woman say to her teenage daughter pointing at the little boy at her left. She saw the two of them enter the shop and two minutes later the crate behind the little was opened by the clerk’s giant hands, who carried the sobbing boy away. The poor Jenny spent the next hour and an half crying and frantically looking for a way to escape, when she felt her stomach grumbling and remembered she didn’t hadn’t had any breakfast. Grabbing the crate with her hands she tried calling out for one of the clerks, but they were too busy with the clients. She didn’t want to scream or attract attention, it had always ended badly when she had done that, so she decided to wait what her jailers had in store for her. The nap she took had made her lose track of time, but couldn’t have been later than 1 PM when one of the clerks invited the last customers to come back during the afternoon and changed the sign on the front door from “Opened” to “closed”. After all the customers had walked away, the pet shop was strangely quiet… Jenny heard only the sound of the giant clerk’s footsteps and occasionally some sobbing and whining coming from he cages around her. She was feeling her bladder’s pressure building up again, but despite all the recent humiliations, she was still reticent about wetting herself in front of a street full of Amazons. Again, she tried calling for the clerks, and after some time she managed to get the attention of one of them. She was a girl in her mid twenties,her hair was short and she had a silver nose piercing. “Well hello there sweetie! Aren’t you a cutiepie in that princess dress?” she said smiling, and tickling Jenny’s chin with her fingers through the metal crate. Jenny swallowed again her pride “I’m hungry...how long am I going to spend in here?” she managed to say keeping her voice straight. “Littles spend all week in here honey, then they return you to the daycare facility. That unless you get adopted…” A wave of terror shook the little girl from head to toe. She had to stay imprisoned in that cubicle, dressed like a doll and heavily diapered for a week?! She’d go crazy! “…About you little tummy, don’t worry sweetie, I was just about to feed you, just wait a few minutes” said the girl. After 5 minutes of waiting, Jenny saw the two clerks opening the cages and putting large bottles of milk inside for the babies to drink. But no little was let out. The clerks just put the bottles inside the cages, and then closed immediately afterwards. When the short haired clerk girl had opened her cage, Jenny groaned. “Milk again? Please there must be something else to drink!” She knew the clerks weren’t there to take care of the littles, just to sell them. But the revulsion she felt for that white creamy substance seemed to surpass her logic way of thinking. The clerk must not have been interested in reasoning with Jenny, because she just scoffed and produced one of the hated pacifiers. “NO! Noo no no….” Jenny tried to crawl back towards the bottom of the transparent cage, but the girl grabbed her and after pumping the pacifier inside her mouth she attached the bottle to it, closing the crate afterwards. “Mhmp mmhmphh….” Jenny started making muffled sobbing noises. She had been silenced again, she hated the enormous nipple inside her mouth, and hated even more the idea these giants could deprive her of her speech anytime they wanted. The bottle was big and so heavy she had to use both her hands to keep it from dragging her head down. Despite her hatred for milk, the moment she felt it touch her mouth, her tummy started grumbling even more. This time the milk tasted good, it was sweet and creamy. She needed that, she couldn’t skip another meal. And without noticing she found herself on her back, her little feet and arms wrapped around the bottle, sucking greedily, her diapered bottom on full display. The bottle was half full when she felt the pressure inside her bladder grow even more, that milk seemed to go right through her system. She was still sucking the rich liquid when she lost control of her bladder, producing a stream of urine that flooded her already wet diaper. “Mhhmp..mhhhhhhhh” Jenny moaned, milk running down her throat and urine streaming down into her diaper, as she experimented the odd sensation of being filled up and emptied at the same time. After finishing the bottle, Jenny felt something wasn’t right, she was feeling light headed and drowsy. “What’s happening?”. Everything around her started spinning, her mouth and lips tingled. She tried to move her hands but her movements were so slow, like she was immersed in molasses. “Oh no.. they must have spiked the milk…” was the last thing she thought before everything became blurred. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Jenny’s consciousness slowly resurfaced… at first she was like a spectator of her body. She witnessed herself laying on the padded floor of the cage and frivolously playing with the bottle stuck to her pacifier, while emitting soft gurgling sounds and sucking on her binkie. Little by little, she started to recover her faculties, until she completely recovered from the haze. The sunlight had been replaced by an artificial one, the car lights and lamppost illuminated the street, and the sky was dark, as Amazons now dressed in more heavy clothes walked in front of the shop window. “What the fuck? What time is it? It wasn’t even early afternoon five minutes ago” She looked down at her diaper and found it extremely swollen and warm, like she had wet it numerous times. The colour had shifted from white to yellowish and the pacifier and bottles motif of the waistband was now discoloured, the prices printed on the front and back were now unreadable. As she moved she could feel it squelch against the padded floor, it was horrible. How had she gotten to that point? She was still trying to figure out how the hell had time passed so fast, when she heard the metal crate behind her open. Turning around she saw one of the clerks reaching for her while saying something. At first his lips moved but Jenny didn’t seem to understand, or maybe she just didn’t want to. The realization hit her like a truck and her eyes widened as she was grabbed by the giant. “Ok sweetie, your Mommy has arrived to pick you up!” he had said.

To those of us that like pooping our diapers, we know how much we enjoy that feeling!!!!

I think that falls under the broader category of Humanology. Thus, doctors who specialize in humans (littles) also take care of dental needs.

Finally felt some inspiration and had time to write. Hope you enjoy! Training Her Baby Part 33 The Date Pam sat beside her husband, baby, daughter, wife, Jim who she was trying to remember to only call Nancy, while a doctor explained the many effects and dangers of Gender Affirming Hormone Therapy. What had started as a harmless bit of sexual roleplay had become a lifestyle, and now it was becoming her life. Words like Spironolactone, Estradiol, Progestin, were floating through her mind but she couldn’t focus on what the doctor said. “You didn’t say much, are you sure you are OK with this,” Nancy said while Pam navigated the freeway home. “Umm, what?” Pam said. “Are you OK with this?” Nancy asked. “Does it matter?” Pam said. “Yes it matters, this is a decision I can’t make without you,” Nancy said. Pam didn’t reply she began to think about the last several months. Discovering her husband was an adult baby and a sissy, discovering that she found herself sexually attracted to women, then the admission that she had been expecting, her husband was going to become her wife. “Maybe we were meant for each other,” Pam said as she tried unsuccessfully to fight back tears. Nancy began to bawl, “We were, I know we were put together for a reason.” Pam pulled Nancy up against her and wiped her eyes, she had to focus on driving while her partner bawled into her sleeve. “I won’t do it!” Sally yelled. “You will do it,” the mistress said as she turned and gave Sally an icy glare. Sally realized she had no power here, she could pout and fight all she wanted but she knew that she would submit to Cindy, she always had. “Why do we have to do this,” Sally pouted. “Because I say so and because she needs it. You know as well as anyone, what sissy training is like.” Cindy replied. “Yes, mistress,” Sally pouted and turned her back towards her wife, mistress and mommy. Cindy grabbed her and whipped her around, “You will wipe that pout off your face girl or I will slap it off, make sure that Nancy is having the time of her life tonight.” “Yes mistress,” Sally said. An hour later Pam and Nancy arrived at Cindy’s for the long-awaited date. Cindy and Sally both did a double take when they saw Pam and a conservatively dressed woman behind her. “Nancy?” Sally asked. “Yes it’s me,” Nancy said in her best female voice. Cindy couldn’t hide her grin as she led everyone to seats in the parlor. “So Nancy has decided to transition,” Pam announced. “I’m still going to work as Jim, but I’m living as Nancy as much as possible,” she explained. “I’m so proud of you,” Sally exclaimed. “So what’s up with your wardrobe, you going to church?” Cindy asked. Nancy was dressed in a below the knee skirt, tan panty hose, long sleeve black blouse, and was carrying a plain crossbody purse. Her makeup was light and natural and her wig was pulled back in a tight clasp. In contrast Sally was dressed to go clubbing in a black bodycon dress and her makeup was anything but conservative. Nancy looked down at herself and seemed a bit flustered, “I thought it looked nice.” “Yes darling, you look very nice,” Cindy said with a laugh, “You also look like a librarian. Sally take her down and help her get ready.” Sally took Nancy by the hand and bounced down the stairs with her. “You know you don’t have to be so rude,” Pam said once the Sissies were gone. “Oh really,” Cindy said and sauntered over to Pam. She placed her hands on the woman’s shoulders and slid them down her chest slowly. Pam shuddered when Cindy delicately caressed her nipples. “Have you been thinking about me?” Cindy asked as she took hold of Pam tightly. “Yes,” Pam said and bit her lip. “That’s good,” “We have reservations at Nico’s, I’ll be right back,” Cindy said and released her then walked down stairs. Pam realized she was shaking just at Cindy’s touch, she also realized she was dripping. Downstairs Nancy was stripped down to her diaper and stuffed bra. “We’re leaving, your car will arrive in about an hour so don’t dilly dally,” Cindy said as she walked over to Nancy and grabbed the front of her thick diaper and could barely feel the steel chastity device through it. “Do you have two boosters in there?” “Yes mam,” Nancy answered. “Good girl, it may be awhile before you can be changed. You two have fun tonight,” Cindy said and left. “We’re so lucky that we wear the same size,” Sally said and opened a closet. First thing first girl, we got to shape that body,” Sally removed the stuffed bra and attached some adhesive clasps to Nancy’s chest and connected them together. Once the bra was back it looked like she had cleavage, next she began dressing her in an ultrafirm shapewear body suit. “Umm Sally am I suppose to be able to breath?” “No babe, but it’s worth it,” Sally said as she wedged silicone hip pads into the garment. “Will I always need this stuff?” Nancy asked. “Well depends how your body reacts to hormones, I don’t need any padding now, but it took years,” Nancy answered. “I still need the tight shapewear though to keep diapers quiet and smoothed out when I dress in something a little tight like this.” Sally returned to the closet to pick out a dress, “I’m so glad you’ve shaved everything, so many more cute options,” she said back. “Actually, Pam and I waxed, mostly me, oh my God I’ll never do that again,” Nancy said. “No one said being a girl would be easy,” Sally said as she tugged a black bodycon dress over Nancy similar to hers. It was several inches above the knee and closed with a halter neck and choker. Sally zipped her up, replaced her wig and directed her to the mirror. “Oh my God,” Nancy said. She was drop dead sexy and looking every bit a woman. The shapewear, padding, and diaper were doing their job and Nancy appeared to have generous hips and a small waist. “Damn girl, you look good. You’re really lucky your face is so naturally feminine, now lets just tone up that makeup,” Sally said. *** By ten O’clock Nancy and Sally were sitting a small table in a neon lit dance club that was known to be friendly to LGBTQ people. They had both been dancing and Nancy was a bit flustered and light headed from the drinks that guys had been bringing them. Nancy wet herself a little but was pleased that she didn’t even feel wet, and even more please she didn’t have to wait in line for the bathroom. “Do you always get hit on so much?” Nancy asked over the thumping music. “Well when you go to a place like this that’s kind of expected,” Sally answered. “Do they know?” Nancy asked. “Know what?” Sally asked. “You know, about us,” Nancy replied. “Yeah, probably, most of them do, there are tons of guys who are really into transgirls. They’re called chasers.” Sally said. Nancy watched two hot women on the dance floor grinding against each other, then scanned the room, were guys dancing with guys and mixed couples, it didn’t seem to matter. While Nancy was studying the dance floor Sally took her phone out of her tiny purse and checked her messages then frowned. “Hey girl, lets get out of this noise for a minute,” Sally said and took Nancy by the hand and lead her across the club to a hallway. “Where are we going?” Nancy asked. “This club has some chillout rooms,” Sally answered. They entered a room together, it was small and dark, lit with blue decorative lights; there was also a couch and chair. A small speaker played light trance music. Sally seemed nervous and Nancy began to suspect something was up, “What’s going on?” she asked. “OK listen, I just want you know that this isn’t my idea,” Sally said. “What isn’t your idea?” Nancy replied. Before she could answer the door opened and Sally slipped out and a man slipped in and shut the door. “Hey girl, I hear you like to party,” said a voice that she was very familiar with. The lights switched on and Nancy saw her old boss Doug looking down at her like a wolf.

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Chapter 3 Diaper for the Mother, Diaper for the Daughter Mimi could not believe she was doing this. Here she was a 39-year-old woman with a Master’s in Computer Science driving with her daughter to a pharmacy to buy diapers. Could today get any worse? Katie on the other hand was ecstatic. They were on stage two to a wonderful ABDL life. Of course, the references she had for this kind of situation only involved the child, not the parent. She was writing this story from scratch. She texted Gwen that she was heading over to the store. Unfortunately, Gwen said she was busy in busy in her other branch today and would be unable to be there. She also had a frowny face emoji, but later followed by a pine tree and sun emoji. Also, later followed with a picture of Gwen’s face really pressed up against the phone camera. Katie was really sad to read that. Of course, this might make things better for her mom. As usual her mom took it upon herself to drive the moment Katie got back from school. As much as Mimi didn’t want to be seen in public buying diapers, she did not like the idea of leaving an online paper trail. As such, she took Katie’s suggestion of heading to Phoenix Pharmacy. It had only three branches and no website. The current branch was fairly new too. Katie: “Don’t worry mom. It’ll be fine.” Upon arriving they noticed that the place had better business than expected. At least 10 people were shopping there. It makes sense considering that pharmacies are usually sought out for convenience. Lola was currently at the cash register. Lola: “Hahaha. Thank you for your purchase. That will be $109.55. Hahaha. Oh, silly me, I forgot your coupon. ? Your new total is $91.88. Have a nice day. Hahaha.” For Katie it felt nice to see Lola again. That charming optimistic personality with all that giggling without a care in the world. Of course, the Tourette syndrome probably helped her laugh in every sentence. For the average person looked very strange. Mimi: “Okay, I don’t trust this place. That woman laughed at that man’s purchase of condoms, Viagra, magazines, junk food, and lotion. Either that or she just ripped him off with the worst poker face ever. We are leaving.” However, Katie grabbed her hand. “Mom. Never judge a book by its cover. Never judge lest yee be judged. Besides I like that laugh. It’s so carefree and Zen.” Mimi: “This is why I don’t like your Zen talk. There are plenty of bad people that can take advantage of you that way. Still there are way too many people to do this.” Katie: “People buy diapers all of the time and nobody here knows you. So, there is no need for embarrassment.” Mimi: “…” “Yeah she’s right.” Mimi shrieked: “U-wah!” She stepped back a little bit upon noticing the short woman to the right. She didn’t like being snuck up on, although this was more of a peripheral vision situation. Gretel: “Like sorry. OMG. I didn’t think I was stealthy as a ninja.” Mimi: “Yes, that was very rude to ease drop.” Gretel: “Well I could like help you if you are new.” Mimi: “No little girl. We’re fine. Now run off to your parents who I’m sure are worried.” Katie giggled and this unfazed Gretel whose bags weren’t as noticeable today. In fact, she did kind of look like a kid at a certain angle. Gretel: “Kid? I’m actually the manager.” Mimi was dumbfounded: “Manager? But you’re so young.” Gretel: “You can see it on my name tag. Which I forgot. But it totally says Gretel, Manger. I’m just short. Anyway, this is a big store for a first timer. Pharmaceutical counter is straight on the main path to the way back. Just come up to the check out when you’re done.” Mimi: “Will do.” Katie: “Actually we’re looking for some diapers.” Mimi: “Katie!!” Gretel: “Sure thing woman I’ve never seen before.” Wink. “Aisle 28.” Katie: “Thank you Gretel.” Mimi nagged at her daughter for talking so indiscreetly. They were going to split up because Mimi wanted to talk to the pharmacy about her sleep medication. The person there was a sickly man with a sick mask on the mouth. A lot of the medical talk sounded like jargon to her, but the gist was that she should see a doctor or at least buy incontinence products. Meanwhile Katie was talking with Gretel in aisle 27 next to the diaper aisle. Katie: “Yeah so thanks for not mentioning my visit her last time. Truth be told my mom didn’t believe what happened either.” Gretel: “No problem future Zen employee, maybe. Gwen called and, after figuring out how the phone works, told me what to do. I so hate acting. It’s sooooo tiring.” Katie: “Well I appreciate it regardless. You’re so Zen and I barely passed out any of those coupons that Gwen gave me. I feel so bad.” Gretel: “Dang. Less customers. Oh well no loss. At least you’ve mentioned it at school.” Katie: “How did you know that.” She thought back to that club meeting. “Did Tweetie tell you? Can you talk to birds?” “Nope. But she can draw what happened” Gretel said as Tweetie popped out of her curly hair. “Really cute when she draws in the dirt with her beak. And she coos whenever I clean it off.” Katie: “Whoa. Please teach me your ways.” Gretel: “Nothing to teach. Tweeties my friend. I’m Tweetie’s friend. End of story. Although your mom looks so tense. I feel like it should be the other way around just to buy you diapers. You really are like Gwen.” Katie: “Actually we’re buying diapers for her.” Gretel: “Well I’m not buying diapers. Oh, you mean you and your mom. Wait, seriously?” Katie nods. “Hope she gets better. I need to help Lola up front. She is so useless without me. Ciao.” With that Katie went into the next aisle to look at the diapers. Ever since becoming an ABDL it was like looking through a different perspective. Her eyes were looking for different characteristics in each diaper. Like does the diaper have tapes, how thick is the diaper, would it make her look babyish, would accidents be noticeably, and where there any cute babyish designs on it? Phoenix Pharmacy had many different options to offer. Many brands unheard of. Cloth, pull ups, swim diapers, pads, they had it all. She just couldn’t decide because she wanted to try all of them. Still she had to choose something. She had to pick a set of pull ups and diapers. Both packs had to be enough for both of them. From what she read from those fanfiction sites she would also need baby powder, rash cream, wet wipes, and plastic panties. That would come later. She was coming to need a cart to call things off. **************************************** Mimi did not like this store. It seemed bigger on the outside, the employees were whack-jobs, and they had way too much stuff. This is a pharmacy, not a pawn shop. Of course, the Mad Man inside of her was coming up with all kinds of marketing ideas for this store that she could include in a website. In this day and age, all businesses needed a website to run. “I can see how that girl was late last week.” She thought. “There is so many distracting things.” She could see her daughter pulling a shopping cart forward. She hated to admit it, but Katie had shown so much initiative this week. It felt weird. One minute she was in diapers and know nearly an adult buying diapers. Where have the years gone? Lately, it was pissing her off. Selfish and unreasonable she knew, but she was pushing forty and Katie made her feel older than that. That didn’t really have anything in common. Katie didn’t even use make up! Mimi is considered fairly attractive, but even she uses make up to hide the slight crow’s feet. And here she was really showing her old age by buying adult diapers for increasing incontinence. She once created a website for a retirement home. When touring the facility, she noticed that about 20% of the residents wore diapers. She made sure to never mention that in the website she made, because nobody wants to imagine their life like that. Where did she go wrong? Mimi: “You know Katie, this is your last chance to back out.” Katie: “If it means helping you with your problem then I’m all for it. I mean it will just be at night right?” Mimi could tell she was nervous. She really had to end it know. Mimi: “Like I said you may have to wear pull ups during the day if you get lazy. You could end up being the diaper girl of your school just waddling around in a t shirt and diaper.” “That sounds like a dream come true and a nightmare at the same time.” Katie thought remembering that school dream she had the other night. She said. “Yeah, well we can come up with better rules at home. Better buy pull ups then.” She grabs a 40 pack of purple Prevail pull ups that had a picture of a pretty blond model on the cover. Mimi: “Katie I think that is too much.” Katie: “Really? I figured we’d share it for the first week. We have about the same waist size.” She grabs a large pack of thick Certainty diapers and places it in the cart. Mimi: “First week?! How long do you think this will last?!” Katie: “Well, I’d figure try to stay dry for at least a week. If not, we’ll extend it.” “Well I insist that it will not last a week” Mimi said as she took the pack of pull ups out of the cart. “Sorry I’m just worried after the past week” Katie said trying to grab the packet of pull ups away from her mom. “It’s always safe to show due diligence.” This had become a gridlock struggle over a pack of adult pull ups. Mimi: “Due diligence? Last month you messed up your scheduling and turned in your projects on the wrong day. You nearly failed history.” Katie: “I made a mistake. I’m only human. Heck, I had an accident last week and you punished me for it. At least this doesn’t involve a spanking.” Mimi: “Oh, is that what it takes. Well maybe we’ll add ten spankings to you for every wet diaper no matter who used it! Heck I’d do it even here if needed. Would you still do it?!” Katie: “Yes, because I have to be the rational one right now and this is the only thing I can think of!!” That wasn’t a lie. She tried to calm down with her Zen ways, but it is just so hard to argue with a parent. Parents can be irrational as they want to be with the children because they have the money and resources that give them authority over the teenager. If it were the other way around, Mimi would have a greater edge over Katie without the need to wear diapers together. The only reason would be ‘Because I said so.” Basically, my way or the highway. For Mimi it’s, “Forget this. We’re trying something else.” She won the tug of war over the pull ups. “Honestly diapers of all things.” She was walking away to place the pull ups in the right shelf when suddenly… “Hahaha!” came the familiar giggle of one Phoenix Pharmacy employee who sounded pissed. “Hahaha! Hey no fighting. If there are any problems I’m sure we can settle it up front…Hahaha!!” Laughter is a form of expressing personal joy. People have different types of laughter depending on their personality. Some people describe their friends having the worst laugh that they would rather rip their ears off than listen to it. Scientists would describe this of the throat reaching the right pitch to vibrate the ear lobes in a destructive way. While, laughter is to most people a controllable impulse, about 90% of Lola laughter comes from Tourette’s Syndrome which is characterized the repetitive, stereotyped, involuntary movements and/or vocalizations. The worst kinds are twitches or constant swearing. In Lola’s case it’s just laughter. Now the symptom is neutral. It needs no context for the laughter. The only problem is the perception of people around her who don’t know about her condition. For example, say a friend tells a joke. If it was funny it would be normal to laugh at it. Another example is saw that you’re at a stadium and the announcer says to take a moment of silence. It would be rude to start laughing. Now when Lola was laughing at that moment she had just turned around to see the mother and daughter in aisle 28 with the embarrassed mother carrying a package of pull ups. Mimi saw Lola open her mouth up wide as if it were a yawn before turning it to the side and putting her hand over her mouth. Mimi could hear her giggle with a laugh at a grown woman carrying adult incontinence products like those stereotypical shallow gossip girls in high school. That was Mimi’s perspective. What really happened was that she recognized the pull-ups as the one she modeled for Gwen a few months ago. Nobody would tell the tale of how hard it was to keep her still during the photoshoot. She turned her head because she was a little embarrassed to have a fan of a product she modeled for and didn’t know if they recognized her. She covered her mouth because she felt her jaw mouthing for an involuntary laugh and didn’t want to be rude, but that never stops a light chuckle. This kind of awkward situations happened to her all of the time. Mimi had never been so humiliated since she was a teenager by her own mother. Katie didn’t know what to do either. She knew about Lola’s condition, but how was she supposed to explain that to a stressed out paranoid mom? Mimi: “This isn’t what it looks like.” “Hahaha. I’m sure it isn’t.” Lola said without hurtful intent. “Nhee hee wrong with a grown woman wearing needing diapers. Heh hee hee.” She meant to say Nothing wrong, but Mimi heard it as HEE HEE! WRONG! A GROWN WOMAN NEEDING DIAPERS! HEE HEE HEE! Mimi: “No, I’m, it’s uh…mistake.” She was shaking like crazy at this clearly mean girl who was laughing at her. She drops the package of pull ups. “I I I should leave…um appointment. Yeah, appointment.” She was one giggle away from pacing out of the store and accidently forgetting Katie on the ride. Suddenly Katie felt a slight pressure in her bladder. Nowhere close to an emergency, although wait an hour for the pressure to become strong enough for one. Of course, that felt insignificant compared to the distraction that her mom need right now. Katie looked at the packages of diapers and had the wackiest idea ever to keep the attention off of her mommy. Katie just did the first thing that came to mind and started doing a potty dance. After fidgeting she purposely peed herself. It wasn’t difficult from her wetting experience. It wasn’t a lot but was enough to leak through the panties. She pushed her skirt against her crotch, so the urine leaked onto the front of the skirt. After all there was no ways she was going to wreck Gwen’s floor again. By the time she stopped she quickly spread her wet pee-soaked hands on her face to look like tears. It felt so gross, but she was not an actor capable of pulling off crocodile tears. Katie acting. “Sniff. Sniff.” She starts tearing up the package of diapers. Mimi and Lola noticed the sound. Mimi turned around to see daughter trying to hide a noticeable we spot on her crotch. She had tears in her eyes holding a diaper. Mimi drops the package: “Katie what did you…?” “I’m sorry mom. I couldn’t even feel it. I really am a baby who needs diapers.” Mimi was speechless. Lola rushes forward to comfort Katie. She didn’t have a skirt to loan or a towel on her, but she was used to these kinds of things. The best thing to do was help her. Of course, she was really starting to think this girl was incontinent as she had an accident every time they met. Lola: “There there, don’t be sad. Everything will be allhahahaha!!” She was really swearing at herself right now for once again screwing up bedside manner. “Don’t you laugh at my daughter!!” Mimi said slapping Lola away. Katie: “Mom?” She did not expect her to defend her like that. Lola: “No I wasn’t trying to haha! She had a wet spot and wanted to comfort her.” Mimi: “By laughing at her like some demented bully?! Who is your owner. I want to give that person a piece of my mind for the atrocity of customer service I’ve seen here today. I’ll have you know I could yelp review the shit of this place and get you fired!” Lola: “Hahaha. You don’t understand. I have Tourette Syndrome!” Mimi: “…What?” Lola: “I have no control over it, you meanie. Waaaaaaah!” She runs away crying. She runs right pass the unfazed Gretel coming to see the commotion. Gretel: “Ugh. What did you do? She’s going to be moody for hours and she just made a self-esteem breakthrough.” She then sees the surrounding and understands the situation. Katie was hiding behind another aisle. Gretel said, “Miss I am like so sorry for what may have happened. Lola has this like muscle thing in her mouth, I think, that makes her laugh. Like all the time even when it’s not funny. Still I find threatening my best friend not funny too.” Mimi: “I’m sorry. I may have taken that too far.” She looks at Katie. “Is there anywhere we can clean up? Also, maybe any spare clothes we can buy?” Gretel: “Up front. I’m afraid we are only selling pajamas right now. I can bring them to you while you clean up. And bring the diapers. I’m afraid that I will still have to charge you for the cart for yelling at my employee.” She is referring to the cart Katie had filled out earlier. Including the pack of diapers, pull ups, baby powder, rash cream, wipes, and plastic pants. Katie: “All of that?” She couldn’t hide an excited look. Mimi trying to play along: “I’m afraid so dear.” This whole scenario still made her very uncomfortable. Katie: “Okay.” She walked slowly to cover up the accident. She purposely bumped into Gretel to whisper “Thank you.” Gretel didn’t fully understand what that meant, but would follow up on that later. When Katie made it to her Mom, Mimi made her push the cart so that she could provide her cover from behind. Luckily the bathroom stall was empty. It was now just the two of them. With that kind of privacy, they took a deep breath. Katie: “Phew. I’m glad we got through that.” Mimi had time to process what just happened. “I cannot believe you did that. What in god’s name possessed you to do something so irrationally immature?” Katie clapped her hands together then patted her mom’s bottom. “I did it for you. At least now they think the diapers are for me instead of you.” Mimi: “Oh don’t you mock me. I have a serious problem.” Katie: “Exactly. And you were going to chicken out of getting help. And if I have to do so, I will help you however I can. No matter how icky, so icky. Oh my god I can’t believe I just did that. What if someone from school just saw me.” She pretends to hyperventilate. She used that to bait her mom into keeping her steady. It felt nice to be held like that. Her mom was such a non-toucher to anyone, including her. It felt nice. Her mom made her feel so warm. Mimi: “I’m sorry you had to do that. I guess we have to buy those diapers know.” Katie: “Well as long you get the protection you need everything will be fine. Like how Shiva looks over us all.” Mimi huffs: “Well there is no turning back now. You peed yourself like a baby so expect to where diapers for the rest of the day. Katie lied: “Oh come on mom.” Mimi: “Hey. Don’t come on me. I told you that there would be consequences to this. If you pee yourself like that in public, then you will need to wear a diaper in public.” She grabs the pack of diapers and hands them to Mimi. They just stand there in silence for a whole minute. Mimi: “Well?” Katie: “Well?” Mimi: “Shouldn’t you know…change into it.” Katie blushed. As much as she had planning for this situation for over a week, she had never actually changed a diaper in her entire life. Yeah, a total outlier from the female stereotype that all girls have babysitting experience and know how to change a diaper. Well that isn’t true! In the past, every time she purposely wet herself, she made sure to never be caught and change back into normal underwear. Plus, the last time she had been in a diaper it was Gwen that changed her. How could she not consider the idea that she may have to change her own diapers or pull ups? “Um I don’t know how.” Mimi: “What do you mean you don’t know how?!” Katie: “Well I’ve never babysit babies or toddlers before, so…I don’t know how to put this on. Maybe if it were a pull up, I could just slide it on like panties.” Mimi wags her finger. “Nope. Our rule is that if you have a public accident then you have to wear a diaper. Pull ups are punishment for bedwetting. You agreed to follow me in this, so now you have to face the consequences. Well I guess it’s up to me to…change you.” Mimi couldn’t believe that she just said that. It had been 15 years since she changed Katie’s diapers. She had a hard time keeping Katie away from the occasional accident, but that had stopped when she was 7 and even then she only wore pull ups. It had been awhile since she changed a diaper herself. “We will need privacy in case someone else comes in. It is a shame that there isn’t a changing table big enough to hold you.” She said that ironically as she just noticed a stall that said Changing Table. Katie was just as surprised as that wasn’t there when Gwen changed her into a diaper. It must have been added in the last couple of weeks. Katie: “Well that is strange.” They walked into the stall to notice a huge changing table. It looked big enough to support full grown adult. Katie was amazed at the imagination that Gwen was capable of. To provide a way for ADBLs to get changed in public was so revolutionary. There was even a diaper genie next to it. Mimi was disgusted at the thought, but believed that it would make things so much simpler. Mimi: “Well I guess this will do. First step is to remove your skirt and panties.” Katie: “Really, I mean, it feels weird for you to see my…” Mimi: “I’ve seen it plenty of times. Now just take it off or I’ll have to. And I won’t even cover up you diaper when we leave.” As much as Katie pondered the idea of the pure ABDL dream, she decided to follow her mommy’s instructions. She took off her skirt and panties. Afterword she laid herself down on the changing table that had steps to make it easier to get on. Mimi was busy tearing the packaging to the wipes and baby powder. Mimi: “Okay, spread your legs. First I need to clean you.” She spread the wet wipes along Katie’s skin. The wipes felt so cold and ticklish with the way Mimi used them. “Hee!” Katie twitched. Mimi: “Don’t move. Honestly you were just as fidgety as a baby. Of course, then you didn’t have as much hair down there.” Katie: “Mom!!” Mimi: “I’m just saying having less hair could make it easier for clean ups.” Katie pondered that. She was never accustomed to personal grooming. “I’ll think of that.” “Well if you’re going to be wearing diapers, it would be the best thing to do.” Mimi said unfolding the diaper. “I’ll need you to lift your butt.” Katie continued to follow her mom’s instructions. Mimi proceeded to sprinkle baby powder on the diaper. When Katie sat down on the diaper it felt almost as soft as the pillow diaper she made the other day. She also felt relaxed when her mommy just spread more baby powder on her crouch area. Still, she couldn’t laze around all day.” Katie: “Mom, how did you learn how to change a diaper?” Mimi gulped. “From you obviously.” Katie: “Really? You are always nagging me to babysit kids to learn homemaking skills.” Mimi: “Fine I lied. It wasn’t from babysitting babies. I used to have a baby doll that you could change its diapers.” Katie: “That is adorable. Do you still have it?” Mimi: “No. I threw it out years ago.” Katie: “I think the toy store has one. We should go there on the way back.” “Um Katie, aren’t you forgetting something?” Mimi said while pulling the tapes of the diaper together. Katie: “It’s not like people will notice. For while the universe will always notice, the ignorant do not.” Mimi: “Suit yourself. But I don’t want to hear any complaining with whatever you have to wear. Heck I’ll even treat you.” She had just finished taping up Katie’s diaper snuggly and checked it for any leak holes. “Yippee!!” Katie thought. The thick diaper felt so snug against her waist that she could barely keep her legs together. These were clearly diapers meant for the night time. Either way she couldn’t wait to eventually use them. “Thanks Mom.” Mimi: “Um okay.” Not expecting a thank you for that. “Let me help you up.” Mimi helped her daughter off the changing diaper. Katie nearly lost her balance because her diaper was twice as thick as the one Gwen placed on her. She wanted to look in a mirror to admire herself so badly. That would just have to wait until she was home with her pacifier in mouth. Her excitement was already carelessly leaking out for her Mommy to pick up on. Katie: “I’m sorry I had to make a scene like that. You looked…awesome when you ‘protecting’ me like that.” It was true, Katie thought Mimi would start yelling at her in front of Lola, and not the other way around. Heck, she was even risking a brutal spanking from her. Mimi blushed thinking “Awesome?” Mimi: “I didn’t know what came over me. You…I don’t know. When I saw you like that I felt so immature from this huge tantrum I was bottling up. And it’s like that all of the time with me. Like I’m ready to explode in rage.” Katie hugged her mom. “Don’t worry mom. For the next couple of weeks, I’ll be the one to help you chill out.” Mimi: “Thanks.” She hugged Katie as well. It felt weird to hug her diapered daughter like this, but it felt like she had her little girl back. A rough stressful time with many sleepless nights. Thank god she had sleeping pills. Still, she almost wanted to take a picture of her and stick it next to her baby pictures. Suddenly there was a knock on the stall. Gretel: “Um hello. Please don’t yell. We didn’t have a wide selection of jammies to choose from after last week. All we have are these. I’ll just leave them here.” She jumps up to place the hook onto the top. “I like guess I’ll see you at the cash register.” She quickly exited. Katie and Mimi exit the stall to see the pajamas that were provided. It was a set of pink Sleepytime PJs with white hearts. The kind with feet and a zipper in the front. It also had a hoody in the back with cat ears and googly eye design. Both girls had different opinions on it. Mimi liked how cute is was. Mimi: “Why this is just ridiculous. No one you ever wear this. Oh I am going to give that manager a piece of my mind.” Katie: “Calm down mom. It is only pajamas.” She puts her legs in the pajamas and slowly places it on. She wasn’t used to this kind of clothing, but it wasn’t hard to understand. Her pajamas at home were nowhere near as cute. When she zipped herself up, the bulge from the diaper really puffed out. These diapers were not meant for discretion, which made Katie nervous for once. As much as she wanted this, she wasn’t sure if she was ready to show off her love of diapers to the world like Gwen does. This was her first step. Still she liked how she looked in the mirror. “See this isn’t so bad. And I have a ton of coupons for this place. It’s a little hard to walk though.” Mimi snickers: “Well get used to it. That diaper won’t be coming off until night time changing.” Katie gasped: “What? But what if I have to pee?” Mimi: “That’s one of the punishments of a public wetting. I’ll only waive it for tonight because you did it for me, but I cannot have you peeing yourself every time I seem stressed.” Katie faked a groan: “Ugh. Fine.” She then giggled. “Hee hee. You’re going to have to tell me the rules because they apply to you as well.” Mimi just remembered that the diapers were for her again. At this point it felt more like a mother punishing her daughter with diapers. Mimi: “Right. We’ll talk about it at dinner. For now, let’s buy this with these coupons you keep talking about.” Strangely, after exiting the restroom, there was a lot less people around and no line at the cash register. Katie pushed the cart forward with all of the slightly opened merchandise. Lola eeped and cowered under the counter. “Eep! Don’t yell at me again! Hahaha!” Katie: “I’m sorry about my mom. She can be a little angst. I promise it won’t happen again.” Lola: “Sniff, really?” Katie: “Of course. We’re friends now after all.” Lola: “Thanks you. Hahaha. Sorry. My laugh really does ruin the moment sometimes.” Katie: “I like it.” And with that the mommy and daughter duo finished paying for their merchandise and loaded it in their car. Katie was getting some odd looks from passing cars, but it felt more like it was from the pajamas that she was wearing. Mimi: “Okay, it is 4:00 pm right now. How about we head to the toy store and then pick up something to eat on the way back.” Katie had not been to a toy store since elementary school. At this time of day there were plenty of parents shopping with their toddlers for baby toys. She didn’t even care of the clothing she was wearing. Right now, she just wanted to fill her room with new toys. Mimi noticed her rushing with a distinct waddle and slightly audible crinkle. She felt so bad for her daughter right now. To her, Katie was clearly rushing to get this over with, which is why she went for the cart instead of the basket. “Katie, we won’t need a cart for the doll.” Katie complained: “Really? But, what if it’s heavy?” Mimi sighed: “Okay fine.” Katie did not mind if she was seeming extra childish today. She succeeded in her plans today, so now she could make it all about her. Katie purposely got lost so she could spend more time looking around. It was unlikely that anyone would recognize her and she kept her head hidden with the hood. When they finally made it to the baby dolls, Mimi was exhausted and Katie was still full of energy. It felt weird for Katie to be so hyped up with her Zen lifestyle, but in a way this made her feel more carefree. She just couldn’t decide on what doll to choose from. After ten minutes, Mimi decided for her. Instead of heading to the cash register right away, Katie said she wanted to keep looking around. Mimi: “I’m only paying for the doll. I’m not made of money.” Katie: “Don’t worry. I saved up my allowance. I’ll be quick this time.” That was another lie as it took another additional 30 minutes of waddling around to decide on what else to buy while Mimi fiddled with her phone. Although she did not plan to come to the toy store today, Katie does keep track of dozens of coupons. It might be the only personality trait she actually inherited from her mommy. Ever since she became an ABDL, Katie had been keeping track of coupons given out by local toy stores. In the end she only spent $8.80 for a stuffed alligator, a Barbie doll (Sparkle Dust version), a stuffed Calico cat, a set of tiny toy cars, and a teddy bear. Mimi: “That’s a lot of toys.” Katie: “I’m trying out a new thing at school where you decorate the room with a few toys.” That was a lie. She did not know if it was really a thing at school, but had seen it on her mommy’s websites for room renovation. It felt sad that some adults were interested in collecting toys, yet not play with them. That would be the equivalent of the beginning of Toy Story 3 where the toys were being placed in storage. Right now they had spent over an hour in the store. By the time they reached the car, Mimi actually handed Katie the keys. Katie smiled with glee. “Really?” Mimi: “Sure. I figured you should drive every once in a while, or you’ll get rusty.” Katie: “I won’t let you down.” And so, Katie spent an entire 20 minutes of driving that only seemed to stress out her mommy. The problem was that Mimi always felt anxiety whenever Katie drove. It wasn’t that Katie was bad, but deep down every parent fears that their child while get them killed when teaching them how to drive. That was why Mimi sent Katie to Driver’s Ed instead. They eventually made it to the drive through to McDonalds to make their order. Katie and Mimi both ordered McNuggets with spicy buffalo sauce. Mimi: “I thought you were vegan.” Katie: “Actually it’s just no red meat. And even then I barely eat meat, but McDonalds doesn’t count.” After that long afternoon of fun and exciting activities, the duo finally made their way back. Katie helped her mom stealthily unload the car’s contents using blankets so the neighbors would not be able to see. Then the enjoyed some nice fast food dinner together. During that time, they must have spent an hour going on the ground rules of Mimi’s bedwetting. They would start Mimi off with a whole week wearing diapers at night. Diaper changes for the night will be at 9 PM each night after which the bathroom will be locked until morning. A week of 7 consecutive dry nights will mean that the problem might be gone. The number one rule that Katie set up is that she would wear a diaper every night that her mom wears a diaper. Three consecutive wet nights will mean wearing pull ups for the day. Katie also agreed to share the fate of these terms. If said pull up is used, then you will be changed into a diaper for the rest of the day and expected to use it. Having an accident in normal underwear or leaking will automatically result in 24/7 diaper usage and loss of change privileges for entire week. However, telling when you are about to use the diaper does not count as an accident. Also, the person must prove that they have a dry diaper first before using the diaper. If messy, well Mimi considered that highly unlikely and would cross that bridge if they get there. There were a couple of other wacky situations, many of which Katie kept hidden due to possible ABDL nature. The gist is that if Katie violates any of the rules, then she gets the punishment. However, if Mimi violates the rules, then Katie will suffer the same consequence if it is listed under SHARED. Everything was written down very carefully, especially one that Katie was going to enjoy later. Maybe after a month of diapers she would be able to use it. They both signed the agreement including a special punishment so neither side will back out. After words they cleaned up before Katie went upstairs to do her homework. It was easy and there were no tests to study for anyway. After she was done she checked out the time. It was 6:15 pm. Nothing else to do today other to arrange the toys she bought. She set them up strategically, so that it would look like actual toy decoration design. Soon she felt a sharp pain in her bladder. Katie: “Ugh. No not yet.” She should not have had that extra-large soda. She had already gotten away with so much today, that she didn’t want to ruin it. The point of this was to help her mom, not for her personal amusement. To distract herself, Katie decided to have phone calls with her Zen friends to kill the next thirty minutes. By then the pressure in her bladder increased again. She unzipped the zipper of her new pajamas to examine her diaper. It was just so thick and asking to be peed in. But no. All she could do right now is rub the outside gently. She also could not risk masturbating in a diaper either. But she really wanted to. The idea was just eating away at her. “Calm down Katie. Feel the energy of the universe.” Katie said maintaining a meditative pose. “Ugh.” Unfortunately, that made her need to pee even more. She unzipped back up. “I regret having such a tiny bladder.” It was now 6:59 pm. She decided to head to the living room and avoided contact of the bathroom. She saw her mom on the couch holding a check book and looking at bills. Katie: “Hey mom, what are you doing?” Mimi: “Paying bills. Don’t worry, the easiest task on my to do list. Should take an hour. Was also planning on watching TV while doing so.” Katie: “Chill. Can I join you?” Mimi: “I don’t know if you’ll like it. It’s some show called the Disguised Singer where celebrities dress up as furries or something. I promised my friend I’d see it, but haven’t had the chance to do it till now. Which is why I recorded it.” Katie: “Okay. You know I’m up for new things.” She pats the side of her diaper. “Let me make a snack first.” Mimi joked that she should lay off the junk food. While Katie was making popcorn in the microwave she became really desperate. Through determination she held it in and returned with a bowl of popcorn and large cup of lemonade with bendy straw to wash it down. The show was pretty interesting where each mascot celebrity got their own back story. There was one mascot called the Monster that was so cuddly that she wanted to give him a great big bear hug. Ten minutes later she realized that she wouldn’t be able to hold it until 9 pm. Katie: “Mom.” Mimi: “Yes?” She was picking on the context clues of her daughter’s desperation. Katie: “I really need to pee.” Mimi: “Well you’re not getting out of your diaper until 9 pm. Until then you are wearing your diaper. Although you’re a big girl so I’m sure you can hold it.” This was her last chance for Mimi to scare Katie out of wearing diapers and hopefully an excuse to not wear them herself. Katie: “Yeah, I remembered. It’s just you said if I do have to go, then it won’t count as an accident if I tell you. I’ve had to go for over an hour now and know I won’t be able to hold it.” Mimi pauses the recording and asks to inspect Katie’s diaper first. She obliged and unzipped her PJs to verify that her diaper was still dry. Mimi then gave the green light for her daughter to wet her diaper. When Katie stood up to do her business in another room Mimi asked, “Where are you going?” Katie: “Um to my room to pee myself.” Mimi shook her head in disapproval. “Nope. It shouldn’t matter where you go in your diaper. Besides I need to make sure you don’t cheat. If you need to go, then do it here. Just remember, there will be no diaper change until 9 pm.” She unpaused the TV show. Katie was perplexed at the idea. She had never peed herself in numerous occasions in the past. However, she never imagined herself peeing herself this close to her mommy. It took away the choice. However, it also took away the responsibility of worrying where she peed as long as the diaper held it. Now that felt very Zen. Also, a day to remember. Not only would she be wetting her first diaper as an ABDL, but she would also be sharing that moment with her mommy. “Okay.” Katie said as she sat back down. Now she had to play it carefully. She couldn’t just naturally do it or it would seem suspicious no matter how desperate it felt. She tried to remember how it struggling it was to release the first time she purposely peed herself. Now she is no actor but guessed it would take a beginner about a few minutes to figure it out. By then it was time for another commercial break. Mimi: “Did you go potty yet.” Katie: “Almost.” That was her cue to stop the act. She off the couch and squatted down. Her flood gates released as she emptied her bladder into her thick diaper. It was coming out so quickly that Katie was almost expecting a large puddle to form on the carpet. However, there were no leaks due to the super absorbency of Certainty diapers. The diaper merely expanded as the warmth spread against her privates. It felt so warm and comforting. When she finished she let out such a sigh of relief to finally be done. This definitely confirmed it. She was an ABDL and couldn’t wait to do it again. Right know she wanted to jump for joy and hug her mommy for the accomplishment of first wet diaper, she needed to restrain herself. “I’m done.” Mimi did not expect Katie to play it off so chill. She at least expected a tear or something. Mimi investigated by having Katie show the diaper again. This time the diaper’s yellow lines were blue that indicated urination. It also looked damp and icky. Her daughter really had peed her diaper like a baby. Looks like there was no getting out of wearing a diaper tonight after all. And it was likely that her diaper would be just as wet in the morning. In a way Mimi felt pride that her daughter would go to such lengths for her. Still, as a mother, she couldn’t help but tease just a little. “That’s a good baby girl” Mimi said patting Katie’s head like she was a toddler. “Mommy’s so proud you wet your diapee. You must be so relieved.” A lot of that sounded like baby talk. Katie blushed. “Come on mom. I’m still a grown woman.” However, inside she had died and gone to heaven. Mimi: “I’m sorry. So how does it feel. I’m just curious.” Katie: “It’s different than wetting in underwear. Though not as icky as I thought.” Mimi: “Hmm.” The two finished their TV without much talking after the wetting. Afterwards Mimi went to her study and Katie went to the backyard patio to watch the stars. Once she closed the door she jumped up with joy. Katie: “Yes! A. B. D. Llllllllllll!” She stopped then so her neighbors or mommy wouldn’t notice her. For a while she just enjoyed sitting on her wet diaper while watching the stars. They always felt like a book of knowledge provided by the universe. Sometimes she asked the stars questions like tonight. “Universe. In your infinite wisdom, am I doing the right thing with my mommy? Please send me a sign.” Just then she felt a stronger spike in her bladder stronger than the last due to the lemonade. She took it as a sign. She would pee again without telling mommy. If it leaked or she noticed this wetting, then it was a sign she should stop. She took the risk and peed while touching her diaper. She felt the warmth spread and spread and spread. So very wet. And the diaper still held. Katie saluted: “Thank you universe and your Zen ways.” She spent the rest of her time outside doing yoga under star light and a soggy diaper for mommy to change. At 9:00 P.M. Katie waddled down towards her mom’s study. Katie: “You’re working at this hour?” Mimi: “Yeah, lost some time today and need to plan out tomorrow. Do you need anything?” Katie blushes: “Well it’s 9:00 P.M. so…” Mimi: “Oh? Oooooh.” She had forgotten about that and was really not expecting it. “Well let me just save and I can change you into a new diaper real quick.” Katie: “Actually, I haven’t been wet for too long and think it might be better if you change first.” Katie was not going to let her mom chicken out and leave her as the only one in a diaper. Plus, she really wanted to see. Mimi: “Sure. I’ll just use the bathroom before then.” Katie followed her mommy all of the way to their bathroom. Mimi made sure to take her time in there as she would not be back until she woke up. Katie eventually knocked on the door wondering what was taking her so long. “I’ll be out soon.” She couldn’t stall forever, or Katie’s diaper will never get changed. That was a weird thought. She removed her clothing so that she was completely naked. Then she unfolded the diaper before laying down on the floor. She began the process of powdering herself before taping up the diaper. When she stood up she looked herself in the mirror at her diapered state. The diapers that Katie picked out were too big and made her look like an overgrown baby. No worst, somebody who belonged in a nursing home. Sure, she didn’t look that old nor had a gray hair yet, but what about 10 years or even 5 years from now. She’ll sure look old then. And to drag her daughter down with her, she could not allow. Katie knocks again. “Mom. Hello? Young teenager in need of a diaper change.” “Katie, one more word of sass from you and I’ll have you in that diaper till this time tomorrow.” Mimi said opening the door. She was in a bathrobe that covered up the diaper. There was a faint whiff of baby powder. Katie was looking at her with anticipation. Mimi: “Look until you learn how to change a diaper, you’re going to have assist me in it. Grab a towel from the closet and diaper from down stairs. Then meet me in your room.” Katie: “Um, why can’t we just do it in the bathroom like you did?” Mimi huffs: “Because it will be easier to change you on your bed as a make shift changing table than on the floor.” Katie: “Okay, but first I need to check your diaper.” Mimi blushed. “You certainly will not.” Katie: “Uh-huh. That was part of the deal. Punishment for not revealing the diaper for a diaper check prior to changing is punishable through loss of hiding diaper privileges. Besides, it would be weird for me to be the only one wearing a diaper when you’re the one who needs them.” Katie blushes and unzips her pajamas to show off her cute wet diaper. It was really sagging from the wetting outside, but these kind of diapers can withstand multiple wettings without leaking. “Sorry, I almost forgot too?” Mimi blushes further and tries to think of something. For some reason she said this. “I need you to remove the whole pajamas for inspection.” Katie: “But.” She almost zippers it back up. Mimi: “No butts. I need to inspect it in case of leakage. I did that all the time with you when you were a toddler. Also, we do it my way until you learn how to properly change yourself.” Katie hesitantly complied and removed the pajamas, letting it fall to the floor, and leaving her in just a t shirt and diaper. She felt a little cold and vulnerable without it, especially in front of her mommy. She was worried if mommy would find out she wet her diapee again without permission. She was also worried that if she started sucking her thumb she’d get a horrible spanking. Mimi pretended to do a heavy inspection of the pajamas and then the diaper. Katie looked a lot younger to her mother this way. Still in a way, Mimi was glad to have somebody in the same boat as her. It made her situation less awkward. “Good news, there are no leaks. Just make sure that next time you make it to bedtime.” Mimi said. Katie was relieved that her mommy didn’t notice the second wetting despite the sag. Mimi was still rusty when it came to changing Mimi’s diapers “Sorry mommy.” Said a bashful Katie. “At least you told me ahead of time, and that’s what diapers are for.” Mimi joked. “Just like mine.” She sighed as she undid her bathrobe to show her diaper in full view to her daughter. “Eeeeee” Katie squealed a party inside her head. A week of manipulative planning had finally paid off just to see her mommy in a diaper. First comes diapers, then comes babyhood, and then comes happiness. To sound supportive, she tried to say the most mature thing to came to mind. “You’re taking a big step mom. Things will only get better from here.” Mimi: “Okay, enough stalling. Hop to your chores before you contract diaper rash.” She purposely stepped on Katie’s PJs so she couldn’t pick it up. Although Katie didn’t seem to mind. She was waddling around her house with a wet diapee in full bloom and her mommy didn’t care. And just for tonight she was getting a wet diapee change from her mommy too. Today was better than she could possibly imagine. Mimi was waiting for Katie in her room checking at the toys her daughter said she bought as decoration. When Katie came in, Mimi had her lay down on a towel on her bed. For the next few minutes, Katie was lectured in great detail of how to change a diaper. Like explaining how to remove the diaper and clean the privates, especially areas easy to miss. “And I expect you to master this with the doll I bought you” Mimi said as she finished wiping Katie’s butt. Mimi then grabbed a can of shaving cream and proceeded to lather Katie’s crotch. Katie tried to protest, but Mimi insisted that this would make it easier to clean. Second, as a young women, Katie should start grooming her body better. Third, she has saw as the diaper changer. So as a result, Mimi spent the next half an hour shaving her daughter’s body hair and wiping the remains afterward. Mimi: “And up you go.” “But, but, but.” Katie said confused. Mimi spanked Katie’s bare hinnie three times in response. Mimi: “Can’t you pay attention? I told you to stop saying ‘but.’ I need you to get a move on and ready for bed.” Katie: “Well shouldn’t I get my diaper taped on first?” Mimi shook her head reminding her that she still had a chance to use the toilet before then. Of all the things for her daughter to forget. Katie did as obliged, but expressed her disappointment when she had her privacy. Katie went back to her room to see that her mommy had changed into a nightie that got puffed out a little due to the diaper. She continued to get lectured as her mommy taped her up for the night. She felt so secure in her diaper along with the childish footie pajamas she got to wear with it. Katie: “Thank you mom.” Mimi: “Please don’t thank me. I really wish you didn’t volunteer to do this with me.” Katie: “I’m sorry for stressing you. I’ll learn how to change diapers soon. Then I can change yours.” Mimi stormed out as a deflection. “Good night Katie. Please don’t interrupt me in my study.” For the next 4 hours Mimi was spending a lot of time making up for the lost time. It felt really odd to being sitting down in a diaper, especially when not asleep, but could not risk wrecking it by taking it off. After updating her schedule, she had a lot of phone calls to make tomorrow and a lunch date with a friend. And next week was the big presentation. She need to be cured by then. Now most people would be exhausted to the point of instant collapse when touching the bed. However, stressful work just fills her with adrenaline that keeps her awake. She once again took her medication and she was out within minutes. During that time, she reflected that she was a young single mother, with possibly half her life over, with bedwetting problems, and her daughter had to bribe her in order to wear night protection that she needed. She was not going to sleep well. Katie spent her private evening in full fun time. As soon as mommy left, Katie immediately locked the door and popped in her pacifier. Each suckle was better than eating candy. Next, she spent one hour reading stories from ABDL websites. There were thousands of ABDL stories and hoped to one day read all of them. She especially liked ‘Britt’s DL Mom’ and ‘House Rules.’ They felt so relatable. Next, she spent time playing with the toys she bought today. It felt odd playing with toys for the first time in years. However, she was already in the diaper and wanted to cuddle her new animal friends. Soon playing with them became easier that she was talking to them in quiet baby talk so mommy couldn’t hear because she did not want another spanking. She need to kick things up in order to make her mommy’s life less stressful. Unfortunately, she was having so much fun with her toys that she forgot to practice on her baby doll. “No pwoblem. There is always tomorrow.” She giggled through her pacifier. She made sure to clean up her toys before going to bed. At four am an alarm on her phone went off that she could hear through headphones she was wearing. Katie yawned before placing the pacifier back in her mouth. “Yawn” She was getting tired of these late rituals to mommy’s room. She proceeded to waddle with a bowl of water to mommy’s room. In there she saw her mommy tossing and turning like she was having a bad dream. Katie spent the next five minutes trying to hold her down to soak a hand in warm water. With the over hand Katie went underneath the covers to feel Mimi’s diaper. Within a minute, Mimi’s diaper grew warm as it swelled up against Katie’s hand. She smiled behind her pacifier until she noticed her mommy crying in her sleep. She was also muttering loudly. Right now, Mimi was having a nightmare. It was dark and flashback like, and events flying back superfast. A little was waking up to a woman yelling at her. The woman: “You wet the bed again?!” “I’m sorry mommy!!” the little girl said trying to hide her embarrassing shame. “No excuses Mimi.” The woman gave the poor girl a series of rapid spankings. The nightmare proceeded to a montage of more accidents that led to all of the bathrooms being locked by her dad and her mom making a rule that the young girl needed her permission to use the bathrooms in the house. This continued even as a teenager. One day, she came home from school and neither of her parents were home. She couldn’t hold it anymore and peed outside. Unfortunately, a neighbor saw her and told her parents. That night she got paddled for nearly an hour being called a flashing slut. Her parents of worse punishments in the future. “Please don’t. I’m sorry.” Mimi muttered as the only thing Katie could comprehend. Looking at her mommy so defenseless, she felt ashamed. What if this was hurting her more than it should. She was clueless of her mommy’s upbringing and didn’t bother to think of that when she started this crazy scheme. She had spent the whole day catering her selfish adult baby desires while barely anything for her mommy. She gave her mommy a hug to soothe her. It risked waken her up, but was a hug she needed. Katie cried: “I’b swrry mommy. I’m a bad girl, but I’ll do my best to make your life easier.” She then crawled onto the bed and cuddled her mommy from behind with diapers up against each other and Katie’s arms around Mimi. Mimi had stopped trembling as a result. Katie whispers “I’b your baby girl and love my diapee. I’ll cook, clean, buy groceries, teach you relaxation, and even change your diapees one day. I won’t leave you like daddy. Yawn. Just no more spanking. I hate spanking. Yawn. I love you mommy. You’re my baby mommy.” Katie’s eyes grew heavy. To be continued…

That's just how I feel.

Presumably using toddler sized toothbrushes sourced from the toddler/little supply store full of toddler/liitle sized potties for potty trained toddlers that they don't take their littles to or talk about for fear of insurrection from the diapered littles.

Just a random thought... does Jamie brush his own teeth? Do they have little sized toothbrushes? As an additional thought... would there be little dentists?

So sweet

Ooh Mommy is here!

Don't worry @littleTomás all that will be revealed soon ? So before the next part just two quick things to point out, like I said in my last post these next parts are not going to be as nice as previous ones and lastly the swearing returns in the this part so you have been warned. *** Third Arc “I am...” Part 25 The Little It was hard for Rose to make the boring weekdays fun but she made up for it on the weekends where we went to various places that were both fun and exciting, both Gwen and Wendy accompanied us from time to time along with their Littles of course. Thirty six hours that was all the time I had left to wait before Kaylee promised to return me to my home dimension I was practically counting down the minutes thanks to Roses watch, now you're probably wondering what happened during the time you have missed so let me give you a quick rundown on what has been happening, Rose and I agreed that I shouldn't know anything about her past indiscretions with the law for each of our safety besides I just had to make it till Kaylee's dead line, Wendy and Abby started spending more and more time at Roses place till just last week where they officially moved in, turns out that my plan of getting them to the zoo together bore lovely fruit but sadly it wasn't all good news, the day before Wendy and Abby moved in Roses place was broken into, I thought that Rose looked worried when she saw all of her possessions scattered over the floor but when she saw that the door to the basement was broken we had fled to Wendy's house, perhaps it was this that was the motivation for Wendy to join us. The four of us had returned to the house hours later to clean up, even my room wasn't untouched, the site of my diapers scattering the floor was in the first few days one of my better day dreams but seeing it just made me scared that some unknown person had gone through my stuff, even though Rose didn't go to any law enforcement about the matter Dave offered to track down anything that had been stolen which Rose would not tell me all I knew was that none of my stuff had been taken, within three days Rose was back to her chipper self and I felt safer having Abby sleeping in the same room as me even if she slept in a crib. Today like most weekdays I was at the daycare center but unlike most days Kaylee and I had a bit of a role reversal, I was near bouncing out of my skin while Kaylee was getting annoyed with me constantly asking if she was going to keep her word and if she actually could “For the last time yes” sighed Kaylee “I just want to make sure” I said bouncing my foot as we were painting, Kaylee was quickly losing her never ending spark and it made me briefly wonder if it was because I would be leaving or me bugging her for once “What are you two talking about?” asked Abby not for the first time “Nothing she's just being weird” sighed Kaylee, I grinned at her then went back to my painting, I would miss this among a few other things, the discussions I have had with Kaylee and Abby over these weeks have been pleasant and maddening while I have come to accept that they wanted the life style the Amazons offered it wasn't for me, I had friends and family back home that probably thought I was missing or worse dead. I had contemplated staying like I had told Rose all those weeks ago on the carousel but even though I was now almost completely dependent on these diapers I was told that if I was to get back to my home dimension that my bladder control would return and I was very much looking forward to that, it wasn't the only thing I was looking forward to I had started a mental list of the things I wanted to do as soon as I got home, number one being to get rid of these diapers once and for all and the second involved my boyfriend… ahem so yea Rose I still didn't know what I was going to do with Rose. I didn't know whether to tell Rose everything in person which I feared she may try to stop me even by force or to leave her a note explaining everything, I was leaning more towards this but the words never seemed to sound right, after all I have been here long enough to know that I could have ended up with some Amazon that made hitler look like a saint, thankfully they were rare but still Rose protected me from all the mind altering stuff she could minus Kaylee's meddlings of course but I couldn't blame her for that Kaylee on the other hand… “Abby… Emy…” came the voice of Holly the Amazon receptionist, the both of us looked up and jumped up knowing that Martha would keep our paintings safe for another day “Cya Kaylee” I said I ran off to the door to retrieve my shoes under the watchful eyes of Martha. The two of us ran through the hallway to our Respective Amazons “There you two are” said Rose with her warm smile and she embraced both of us as we ran into her open arms, While my own mother is great Rose truly did treat me like her own daughter even if a bit younger than I would have liked and I made sure to take in every hug she would offer now that they would be coming to an end “How was your day?” she asked “Gooooood” we both replied in unison “What about me?” asked Wendy as she knelt down, Rose released us and we gave Wendy a hug too “Ahh that's better” she said with a chuckle “I needed my daily hug fix” she added, this was something that she had been saying since Wendy moved in but it still managed to get a chuckle out of Abby and myself “You got one this morning” laughed Abby “That was days ago wasn't it?” asked Wendy in mock puzzlement “Noooooo it was this morning” giggled Abby, I enjoyed this banter between them. “So what are we going to do when we get home?” Rose asked with her smirk in the cars rear view mirror, this was a jab at me, I knew it, they knew it, I know they know it but just like every time we had driven home I had to say it anyway “Lets…” I started “Go for a walk to the park” finished my three fellow car mates “My words exactly” I said with a smile to myself. For as long as Abby and Wendy had been living with us I have always wanted to go to the park so I could talk with Dave, not that anyone knew that was the true reason not even Abby who I had to bribe with my nightly deserts so she would tell Rose and Wendy that the two of us had been playing together “Has there been any luck with your burglary?” asked Dave “Nope” I sighed “I don't even know if anything was even stollen” I added as we walked along “Again just let me know if there's anything I can do to help” “Thanks Dave” If and I stress the if I was to compare my current life to that of my soon to be reclaimed life Rose was like my mother, a kind and funny caretaker while Dave was like a farther, strong and there to listen or attempt to fix any problem presented, Abby was like the pet… ok thats a bit harsh maybe a sister that I never had and then of course there was Kaylee who was definitely like a best friend in that she annoyed me enough to keep me on my feet yet kind enough to actually be called a friend, without these people, I don't think I could have survived here. “It's not long now” I told Dave “and then I will be going home” “How are you going to be doing that?” this was not the first time he had asked and this time was not going to be the day I reveal my secret “Thats a trade secret” I told him and he laughed “Just be sure to let me know how to manage it some day” “You say that like you don't believe me” I replied with a grin, this also not being said for the first time “If there is a Little that can do it I’m sure you can” he laughed “You just wait, in a little over a day and you won't see me any more” we continued to walk on as I contemplated how to say goodbye to this man that was always there to listen to me and never tried to persuade me to stay “Dave I…” I was cut off as I heard my name being called, I turned to see Abby running in our direction “Crap…” I muttered, I didn't want Abby to know about Dave either “Emy mommy says we have to go n…” she stopped dead in her tracks as she saw I was with someone, her eyes bugged out and she bolted in the opposite direction she had been running “Don't worry thats just Abby, the one I told you I had to bribe so we wouldn't be bothered” Dave nodded his head but seemed distracted all the same “Well I guess I had better head back before Rose comes looking for me” Dave nodded again, I then heard yelling that I could only make out one word… my name, I looked around in confusion and saw two Amazon figures running toward us one behind the other, the last one clearly carrying something in their arms “Busted” said Dave with a grin, I rolled my eyes “I guess it was bound to happen sooner or later” I sighed, but Rose was overreacting sure Dave was a stranger to her but I have known him for months now “EMMA GET AWAY FROM HIM!!!” came Roses shouts, at the time it didn't even register that she had used my actual name “It's ok Rose, Daves a nice guy” I said as she bounded up to us breathing hard, there was a two meter gap between Rose and us now “Emma come to me now” said Rose in a breathless panic, at first it was hard to tell who the woman was that stopped beside Rose with the mess of hair covering her face until I noticed Abby in her arms hiding her face in Wendys chest "Rose this is Dave, Dave this is…" Dave answered before I could finish "Rugosa" I turn and looked up to see Dave smiling at Rose and not in a friendly way "Rugosa, who's that?" I asked now not so certain I was in safe hands "Emma come to me now" said Rose once more, I took a step towards her and quickly found a hand on my shoulder "Haven't you told her anything?" He asked Rose "Don't you say another word" Rose near spat the words at Dave "Well if you won't, I had better tell her her real name…" Rose flung herself towards Dave "Is Amelia Gardener" thump! Rose collided with Dave shoulder first into his chest, the moment I heard that name it was like a million rubber bands snapping into place telling me the stories of lives that I've never lived. --Rose-- The Amazon known as Rose collided with the man she knew all too well would not hesitate to hurt any of them to get the target he was after “RUN!!!” shouted Rose as she was getting to her feet, ignoring the groans of pain emanating from the man she had just knocked down, with a quick glance in her lovers direction she confirmed that she and her Little were moving away however a glance at her own Little revealed a wide eyed statue that clearly couldn't move, without thinking twice Rose Grabbed her Little into her arms and ran for it all the way home. Rose had never considered herself a fit woman but she made it back to her place in a time that athletes would envy and while carrying a Little at that. Heart thumping and breathing hard Rose brushed past her already open door and into the bedroom seeing that her lover was a step ahead and already packing the bare essentials needed to go back on the run “I have clothes for us, we just need things for the Littles and your drives” said Wendy still breathing hard herself, Rose nodded her head and laid her statue like Little on her own spacious bed, as bad as Rose felt for what her Little must be going through she simply didn't have the time to help her Little now that Dave knew where they were, with any luck Emy would be in that state till she could get on the road. Rose bolted down the stairs to the basement and ripped out the data drives of her computer hoping that her information would be safe but didn't have the time to be sure. Rose flew back upstairs and into the Littles room and grabbed the first two bags she saw there and started to throw any clothes and spare diapers she could get her hands on quickly, lastly Rose made sure that she grabbed the teddy bear she had made for Emy all those months ago it was becoming her favorite after all so even in this time of panic mr bear had to come. “I have things for the girls” said Rose panting at the before door “And I our stuff” answered Wendy “Abby dear everything is going to be fine” said Rose trying to comfort the crying Little on Roses own bed, the Little had rolled herself in the covers, Rose peeled back the cover expecting to see both Littles and was suddenly filled with more panic as she saw only Abby laying there “Wheres Emy?” asked Rose throwing her head around looking for her Little “She's just…” Wendy turned towards the bed and also saw only the one Little laying there sobbing “She ran away” howled Abby and she returned to her crying. -Emma- A sense of self returned to the Little once known as Emy, it was clear to her now that she was not who she thought she was but it wasn't the time to contemplate that now, now she had to get away to safety. Looking around the Little once known as Emy saw an Amazon she both knew and was a complete stranger to, voices spoke in her head voices she knew to be her own yet not making sense "Run, must escape" "The Amazon will protect us" "SHUT UP!" the voices were loud and frantic in their eagerness to be heard. The Little was bombarded from the inside while also listening to the crying of a fellow Little "Friend Abby" said a small part of her mind but this too was drowned out by the internal voices, it was all too much so the Little once known as Emy crawled off the bed and ran, ran like her life depended on it, through the open doors and out in the sun light that blinded her eyes as much as the internal voices deafened her ears. -Rose- “What do you mean she ran away?” asked Rose frantically “Out... there” Abby managed to choke out while pointing out the bedroom door, Roses mind raced as she pieced together what must be happening to her Little “Wen I need you and Abby to get somewhere safe, I’m going to go look for Emy” Wen didn't argue, merely nodded her agreement and added “Be safe and both of you come back too us” she then planted a kiss on Roses lips. Rose mentally scolded herself for leaving that front door open, she may have been in a rush but she knew what state Emy was in and should not have risked it, now she had to find Emy who probably wasn't fully herself before Dave did, all this because she didn't shut the front door “Emy I’m sorry I shouldn't have left your side” Rose whispered to herself as she drove past house after house, she didn't even know if Emy was heading this way or how far she could travel it was all going to depend on luck. -Emma- The Little once known as Emy awoke in the semi dark and felt the damp coldness all around her. The voices started up once more thankfully this time they sounded as tired as she did "What time is it?" "Where's the blanket?" "It's too early for this shit" the Little listened to the voices this time able to tell them apart "Who are you?" She asked barley sure of who she was yet had to know "Go back to sleep" "Where's mommy?" "Shut up" the voices weren't any help in their replies, the Little returned her attention to the world she could control, the first thing she noticed was that she was not in a bed if the cold of the morning didn't tell her that no she appeared to be in a flower bed with flowers all around her and a few under her, thankfully the brick house this flower bed was next too offered some warmth now if her clothing offered the same she could not complain but sadly her entire lower half was wet and freezing cold, she was also aware of the wet padding between her legs "That's just the diaper, ignore it" "Mommy will change it" "Why the fuck am I wearing this again? And worse still why the hell is it LEAKING!" The voices seemed to answer her thoughts more than her own spoken words this in itself was puzzling but as the voices pointed out there were more important things to deal with at this time. The Little once known as Emy tried to pull off the plastic tabs holding the wet padding to her hips "You can't remove it" "Only mommy knows the magic spell to remove a diaper" "Why the fuck won't these things come off" The Little listened to the voices and even though they sounded like her she could sense their… personality's apart, the first sounded easy going almost the stereotypical surfer, the second seemed to have a child like quality about it and the third just seemed to be annoyed at everything "I'm not annoyed at everything, that stupid bitch said I wouldn't have to wear these any more and here I am covered in my own piss" said the grumpy voice "I'm this many" added the childlike voice and the Little got the mental image of two fingers being held up "Who are you?" Asked the Little again aloud "Who are any of us?" Replied surfer voice "That's not helpful" grunted the Little as she tried forcing the wet padding past her hips to remove it like underwear and had a vague sense of doing this once before "Who are you miss?" Asked the childlike voice "I'm… I'm…" the Little thought and immediately four names came to mind, Madison, Grace, Nora and Emily "I don't know" the Little answered slowly "Surly one of those names is yours silly billy" giggled childlike, with a bit more poking around her memories the Little both found and didn't find anything there, there were memories but none of them felt right like they were someone else's "Who gives a crap just give yourself a name and get this fucking thing off… and find some food" grumpy almost whispered this last bit into the Littles mind "Yes yes, food I'm sure mommy has made something wonderful" "We are on the run you stupid fuck" "That's mean" childlike sounded like she was going to cry "Easy now let's just get along" the Little covered her ears but of course the voices did not quitetten into the slightest "But out surfet" shot grumpy "Surfet" chuckled surfer like a child who had just heard a potty joke "That's funny" "Please be quite" cried the Little still trying to block the noise out with her hands, she felt the attention of the voices turn to her somehow "We need to work together" said surfer now serious "Bite me" there was a short silence as the Little continued to try in vain to block out the voices "I will get control of this body again one day but till then…" grumpy let out a sigh and continued "There's a sharp rock to your right" said grumpy a bit kinder, the Little opened her eyes and like grumpy said there was a rock laying there like a stone arrowhead "What do I do with this?" Asked the Little as she picked it up "Are you fucking thick…" grumpy started to explode and stopped herself with a inhale of breath that the Little douted was needed "Use it to rip the sides of the fucking diaper" grumpy said through gritted teeth "But…" started childlike and the Little felt the invisible stare of grumpy at child. The Little used the rock and with some effort the garment was freed from her skin "What do we do with it now?" Asked the Little holding the soiled diaper by the now ripped tapes “Leave it here so we can go get food and new clothes” there was a tone in grumpys voice that sounded like there was meant to be a “duh” at the end of her statement, the Little didn't know what else to do so she did as told and left the well used diaper on the ground and ventured out into the world. It turned out that grumpy now using the name Nora was quite good at sneaking around and told the Little now Emily all the trick to sneaking around unseen, they had each decided to use one of the names that came to Emily's mind when she recalled what might be her name, surfer took the name Grace and child took Madison but insisted that it be shortened to Maddy because she said it sounds cuter but they all agreed that Emily was not a name for any of them because they thought it was the name of someone else but having no other name the Little decided to use it for herself after all she didn't feel any attachment to it and could change it later. “Wait… wait… ok now” Emily darted forward and snatched the toasted sandwich from the table of an Amazon that had left the table for a moment “Hey!” came the shout of the Amazon “What do I do now?” thought Emily and she continued to run past the cafe “Turn right” said Nora “But thats…” started Maddy “Deal with it, now IN!” Emily threw herself into the rose garden and received a number of scratches from the thorns “What now?” thought Emily looking at the sandwich and wanting to eat it right now but she had been told not to eat anything till she was told too “We wait” replied Nora, the Amazon ran past their hiding place clearly looking for the Little that had stolen his morning meal “Now can we eat” whined Maddy “Not yet” shot Nora in a whispered voice, Emily wondered why she did this seeing as she was the only one that could hear her, a few moments later the Amazon walked back past Emily's hiding spot “Now?” asked Emily in her mind “Give it a few more seconds” replied Nora, the Little waited and was finally given the green light by her mentor “We are going to get some seriously bad karma for this” remarked Grace as Emily was about to take a bite of her ill gotten gains “Would you rather go hungry?” asked Nora knowing that everyone of them felt the growing hunger coming from Emily, there was a clear hesitation but Grace finally spoke up “We will simply have to make up for it at another time” with that the Little now known as Emily ate her first meal both alone and surrounded by company.

Hey everybody. Thanks so much for all the likes and comments. Sorry it took me so long to get this chapter up. Between school, work, overtime and totalling my car the other week, life has been pretty hectic. To top it off I just found out I'm going to be working overtime every week till Xmas. I'll try and make some time to get some more writing done, but I can't make any promises about when I'll have the next chapter up. Thanks for reading. Enjoy Chapter 4: Homecoming We pulled into a quiet neighborhood filled with large old-fashioned brick houses. As we drove through the neighborhood, we saw people out walking, some pushing strollers, some walking dogs and even a few leading diapered Pets on leashes. They all looked so comfortable and at ease trotting around on all fours all but completely naked out in the open. Watching them through the narrow windows of my travel crate, I wondered how I could ever feel that way. My new Master guided his car in to the driveway of a two-story brick home with a well-manicured lawn. I couldn’t believe this was where I lived now. This was a serious upgrade from the cramped apartment I’d shared with Dave and Marie. That was some consolation, even if I’d be living in a cage in this new house. I waited eagerly in my travel crate, looking forward to finally getting out. He opened the door and immediately took a firm hold of my collar. “Easy Pet. Daddy’s got you.” He fastened my leash to my collar and looped one end around his wrist. He squatted down and reached underneath me with one arm through my armpits and the other near my hips. He easily lifted me up and set me down on the ground on my knees and mitts. “Good boy. There’s my good Pet. It feels so good to listen to Daddy doesn’t it Pet?” He leaned down stroking my hair and scratching me behind the ear. His praise and his touch felt so good that in that moment I would have gladly given up my continence and my freedom just to have him continue. As I sat there soaking in my Master’s attention, we were approached by a tall man in his mid-thirties dressed in gym shorts and a t-shirt. On a leash at his side, was a petite pretty young woman with an upturned button nose. She wore a thick pink diaper decorated with small crowns and matching pink rhinestone collar and restraints. The only thing she wore aside from her diaper and restraints was a frilly pink tutu encircling her waist just above her diaper, leaving her small perky breasts fully exposed. Her blonde hair was pulled into pigtails and tied with pink ribbons. She sat down at her master’s heels, with her diaper plopped on the ground, her legs folded to the sides, and her arms straight down in front of her supporting her weight. I approached her tentatively, and gave a hesitant sniff. She growled slightly, and instinct from deep within seized me. Before I knew what, I was doing I had rolled onto my back with my legs held up and splayed out to the sides exposing my belly and damp diaper. She leaned down sniffing my diaper and then my belly, before giving my cheek a gentle lick around my muzzle. “Hi,” she said shyly. I blushed deeply at the submissive posture I had taken to so naturally. I whimpered weakly through my muzzle. “Hey Eric,” the other man said. “I was just out taking Princess here for a walk when I saw you pull up. I see you’ve got yourself a new Pet. Quite the submissive little thing, isn’t he? Princess here is almost always the one to roll over for other Pets, especially males.” “Thanks Steve. This is my little Amie, we just bonded this morning. If you can believe it, this pretty little boy was my sister’s boyfriend up until then.” He squatted down to rub my belly, sending the now familiar warm tingle up and down my body and fuzzing my mind. “Well he’s quite the pretty little Pet, especially for a boy. May I?” he asked my Master. “Of course, go right ahead.” Steve knelt down to my level and held out his hand to my muzzled face, letting me take in his scent. For some reason, getting to smell him put me more at ease with him. He reached around with his other hand and began stroking my hair and scratching behind my ear. While his touch was nothing compared to my Master’s it still felt incredibly good. His hands traveled down and began tickling and scratching my belly. “Who’s a good Pet? Who? Is it you? Are you a good boy, pretty Pet? Are you a pretty Pet? Are you? Are you?” he teased as his hands darted across my belly. I began to giggle and squirm uncontrollably, barely noticing as my diaper grew warm between legs. He carried on for a little before gently patting my belly and then briefly groping my diaper before he stood back up. “Ok well I better get this Pet inside,” Eric said, giving a gentle tug to my leash. I rolled back onto my belly and rose to all fours. “I’ll see you around. Maybe we can setup a playdate for these two sometime.” Steve told him. He squatted back down to my level and ruffled my hair. “And it was very nice meeting you, sweet boy. Be a good Pet for your new Keeper, little Amie.” He rose back to his feet and led Princess down the street. Eric retrieved a few bags from the back of the SUV. “Let’s get you inside, little Pet. I’ll come back for the big stuff later.” He led me inside, dropping some of the shopping bags on the floor just inside the door. I looked around at my new home. The place was amazing. It was clearly the home of a single man, relaxed and little bit messy, but it was tastefully decorated in a modern style. Regardless, it was a definite upgrade over the small apartment I had shared with Marie, Dave, and Daisy. “I’ve been looking forward to this since we bonded, Pet. Let me show you the bedroom.” I gulped nervously, but followed my owner compliantly nevertheless. He led me through the house into a large master bedroom in the back. A huge bed dominated the room. He lifted me easily off the ground and laid me on the bed. I squirmed on my back my restrained legs in the air and diapered bottom exposed. He leaned down over me, pushing my legs apart and putting his hands on the bed just above my shoulders. “Ok my Pet, Daddy is gonna take your muzzle off now. If you start getting too noisy though Pet, I’ll have to put your gag back on. Daddy’s got neighbors.” He reached around my head and unfastened the clasps holding my muzzle in place. It came free and I moved my jaw experimentally happy to have my mouth freed for the first time all afternoon. He loomed over me, his handsome face hanging just inches from mine. I stared back up at him and couldn’t resist falling into his eyes once again. “Hey Pet. You still with me?” he asked with a smirk at my open-mouthed stare. He leaned in and planted a probing lingering kiss on my lips. Having never kissed another man before I didn’t know what to expect. It was so different from kissing a woman. His lips were so strong and dominating. I felt delicate and feminine in comparison. Before I could fully comprehend what was happening, he had pulled away and the kiss had ended. Completely out of my control, I began to emit a low whine. “Easy Pet. Daddy’s got you.” He said with a laugh. He stroked my hair and leaned back in to kiss me, pressing his weight down onto me. We began to make out passionately, his tongue sliding into my mouth and forcing mine around. He stripped off his shirt as we continued to kiss. By now, my small penis had grown hard in my diaper, straining at its confines but lost in the thick padding. I humped up at him desperately. He rubbed the front of my diaper, pushing down firmly on my soggy diaper with the heel of his palm. He continued to rub, cooing sweet and demeaning things to me. “I own you my sweet little Pet. From your cute little nose down to your soggy diapered bottom. You belong to me, my Pet. You’re gonna make stickes in your diaper because Daddy says you will.” Before long I felt the pressure from within build and I moaned then howled loudly as my little cock pulsed filling the front of my diaper with warm, sticky goo. “Sshhhh...Pet. Quiet or Daddy will get the gag back out.” He continued to rub at my diaper and I whined at his touch on my now overly sensitive glans. “Don’t think you’re getting off that easy, baby. Daddy is gonna make you fill that diaper a few more times before we’re done.” At that my moan got louder and I began to howl again. He rolled me over onto my stomach and shoved my gag back into my mouth. At some point he had lost the rest of his clothes, and he began to hump my diapered bottom. He pulled my leash tight as he humped and I howled loudly into my gag. The combined stimulus was too much for my poor Pet brain and I fuzzed out completely. ************************************************************************************ When I came to, I was nestled comfortably under the sheets, snuggled up to something firm and warm. My leg restraints were still in place, but had been unclipped so I could move my legs freely. I moved my legs experimentally and from the loud crinkle and the feel of my diaper, I assumed I’d been changed. I wasn’t totally dry, but I was definitely dryer than when I’d fuzzed out. My gag was gone, but something rubbery filled my mouth and I gave it a tentative bite. I reached up to try and pull it from my mouth but quickly discovered I was still in my mitts and left it in place. “Welcome back, sweet boy.” My Keeper said, as he ran his fingers through my shaggy hair. “Leave it in, Pet. That’s your binky. They recommend them as a comfort toy for Pets.” It suddenly occurred to me, what had been happening right before I’d fuzzed out. I wiggled my butt experimentally, and it felt dry and powdery. That only made me think about how even if nothing else a man had at least wiped and powdered my crotch and butt for another time today. But at least it didn’t feel sore or slippery. Eric noticed my wiggling and reached over patting my diapered bottom affectionately. I looked up at him worried. “Daddy, did you…um….were you…you know…um…in my butt?” I stammered out, struggling to make myself understood around the large pacifier nipple in my mouth. “No sweetie, I wasn’t.” He replied with a chuckle. “I’ll want to do that eventually baby, but we’re both new to this. I don’t want to rush anything and risk hurting you before you’re ready. We’ll get there together, ok Pet?” I didn’t know how much I liked that answer, but it seemed that was the answer I was going to get. And I already knew deep down that if that was what my Keeper wanted, that’s what would happen, one way or another. Strangely that thought didn’t seem to bother me. ******************************************************************************** The rest of the weekend passed quietly. We had several more feverish make out and “dry” humping (could you even call it that if one of the participants is wrapped in a thick wet diaper?) sessions. While, I’d been allowed to cuddle with him in his big bed after each session, I’d spent the nights locked soundly in my kennel. While it was large and comfortably lined with a thick soft mattress and plenty of pillows, it was still a cage. He’d set it up in the living room for easy access and I’d even taken a daytime nap in there on Sunday while he’d worked on Pet-proofing the house. Mercifully he hadn’t lock me in when I curled up in there. It was strangely comforting and felt like the one place in the house that was truly mine. It was now Monday morning and my Keeper was preparing to leave me home alone for the first time while he went to work. “Ok Pet, I need you to be a good boy for Daddy while I’m at work. I’ll only be working half a day today, but I’ve got you in one of your overnight diapers and you already pooped this morning so you should be good ‘til I get home.” I blushed thinking of the warm, squishy mess that had practically slipped into my diaper that morning, while still in my cage waiting for Daddy to come let me out. It was becoming increasingly clear how much I needed my diapers now. I’d barely even felt it coming before it rushed out into the seat of my diaper. “Now, I’m putting a lot of trust in you today, Pet. You’ve still got your restraints on, but I’m giving you the run of the house. I’m expecting you to be a good boy and not abuse those privileges. Stay off the furniture, don’t go through Daddy’s things and don’t get into anything you know you shouldn’t. That means people food Pet. You know what it does to Pets’ digestion. Daddy will be home at 1. Behave yourself and Daddy will make sure you get a treat. You can do that for me, Pet. Be my good good boy.” He continued stroking my hair a little longer, before planting a kiss on my forehead and standing back up. He walked to the door, looked back at me affectionately one more time and left, closing the door solidly behind him. I couldn’t believe it. I was free. For the first time since we’d bonded two days earlier, I wasn’t locked in a cage, on the end of a leash, or being watched over so closely it didn’t make a difference that I wasn’t either of the first two. Sure, my hands were still locked in my mitts and sure, my feet were still held up and restrained against my upper legs so that they brushed against my diaper when I moved, and sure I still needed that extra thick diaper taped around my waist. But I was free to do whatever I wanted for the day. Oddly, what I really wanted to do at that moment was cuddle up with my Keeper and let him stroke my hair and pat my bottom. I shook it off, no, I was finally on my own and I was going to make the most of it. I wandered from the entryway, through the kitchen. On the floor of the kitchen sat a stainless-steel dish filled with Pet chow. Mounted to the counter, near my food bowl, was a what looked like a cross between an oversized baby bottle and a hamster’s water bottle. It hung upside down with the nipple jutting out at an angle, a small bead of water hanging from the nipple. My only source of water. I lowered my face to the bowl and ate a little. It wasn’t bad necessarily, but it was awfully bland, like the most boring plain cereal I’d ever tried. I washed it down with some water from a suck at my bottle. I continued through the house into the living room. Eric hadn’t bought a Pet remote for me yet, which had oversized buttons that could be operated even with mitts on, but luckily, he had thought to turn the TV on and set it to Pet-TV for me. Disregarding my Keeper’s instructions to stay off the furniture I hopped up on the couch and stretched out to watch. I tried to get comfortable, but no matter what I did I couldn’t get Eric’s orders to stay off the furniture out of my head. Reluctantly, I hopped down off the couch and made my way over to my cage. Curling up inside I instantly felt much more comfortable, but hated how much the conditioning was already working on me. I watched for a while, trying to figure out the plot of the show. It was one of the Pet soap operas I had heard about. It was clearly deep in some ongoing story involving a twisted web of romance between 2 Pets and their Keepers, and I struggled to follow the plot. Between the convoluted show and the interspersed commercials for Pet products (“Pet-Dri diapers keep your Pet and your house clean and dry!”), I soon grew bored. My stomach rumbled emptily and I made my way back into the kitchen looking for something to eat. I looked down at my bowl of Pet chow disdainfully. It was all I had eaten for 2 days now and I was craving something different. I went to the fridge and tried to pull it open, but the Pet-lock Eric had installed on the fridge prevented me. The lock didn’t seem overly complicated but with the mitts on I didn’t have the dexterity to manage it. Similar locks kept the pantry and cupboards locked up tight. Then I spotted them. Cupcakes! They’d been dropped off by the neighbor yesterday as a Bonding present. They sat on the counter pushed all the way back from the edge so that I couldn’t reach them. Surely, Daddy wouldn’t mind if I had just one, right? I’d been good, I definitely deserved a cupcake, I rationalized. I went to the dining room and pushed a chair across the floor into the kitchen. I hopped up onto the chair and placed my front paws on the counter, looking down at my prize. A whole tray of chocolate frosted cupcakes sat in front of me, separated from me by just a thin sheet of shrink wrap. As carefully as I could using just my mouth, I peeled the shrink wrap from the tray revealing the cupcakes. There was no way to remove the wrappers without my hands, so I just dove straight in. Frosting and cupcake smeared all over my face, as I ate the cupcake right out of the wrapper. After days of nothing but Pet chow, it was the best tasting thing I’d ever had. All too soon the cupcake was gone, and I was still hungry. One more couldn’t hurt, right? I went for another and then another, and before I knew it, I was devouring the entire tray with abandon. Frosting coated my face as I messily licked the remnants of cupcake from their wrappers. Crumbs fell onto the counter and the ground all around me. Slowly staring down at the empty tray I realized what I’d done. From what I’d learned of Pets from before my bond, I thought I should be feeling terrible from what I’d just eaten. Oddly, instead I felt good, incredibly good, incredibly energized in fact. I was buzzing with energy, and couldn’t sit still. I wriggled and pranced in place. I climbed down from the counter, still practically vibrating from energy. I had to keep moving. I needed to run. I took off as fast as I could manage on all fours streaking through the house. I raced through the living rooms running laps around the ground floor. I felt myself bump into something and heard a crash behind me, but I didn’t care. I couldn’t stop. I had to keep going. I ran until I couldn’t run anymore. My heart pounded, my lungs burned, and my stomach…it rumbled ominously. I sat panting on all fours, and felt the rumble move lower. The pressure in my stomach built and I pushed slightly trying to relieve it. Instantly a rush of hot, squishy mess rushed into the seat of my diaper. I groaned and pushed again, and this time a jet of hot liquid sprayed from my behind, filling the seat of my diaper even more. The rush of energy I’d felt, all seemed to abandon me at once and I suddenly felt incredibly tired. My eyelids drooped, but my stomach continued to rumble. I struggled to keep my eyes open as yet another spray of liquid escaped my bottom. I felt the front of my diaper grow warm to match. Soon, I lost the battle to stay awake and I drifted off to sleep right there in the middle of the floor.

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A happier and healthier me. I cannot imagine not being padded.

There is nothing wrong with nappies, still looking for the down side, so far didn't find it.

not having to find a truck stop in desperation. also they just feel....right ! Sent from my SM-G973W using Tapatalk

i have tried the mega max blue and it has probably be came my favorite. Also tried the breathable one not to keen on them.

I just finally managed to sit down and squish my load...err, I mean loads. first time pooping 2 ultra full loads in one diaper. The last couple of nights were birthdays and all you can eat buffets. Ate a ton at the buffet but didn’t poop all day yesterday from it....yet ate a ton more. Diapered up at night thinking the next morning would be huge but woke up in the middle of the night to pee and while wetting my diaper, felt the urge and so I let go and filled my diaper with a magnificent load and went to bed. Woke up in the morning and decided to stay in it and get things done. Took my lunch and while eating filled my diaper with a second huge load. the bulge was ridiculously apparent. I’ve been in poop for about 12 hours now and I feel it’s time for a shower and a change but decided to post this. I hadn’t really squished my loads until I sat down to type this and WOW. Very squishy. Much proud. So wow.

I know my profile identifies me as a little but I am actually a switch. So when I am "Mommy" here are some of the things I like to do: 1. for little who are not open to being changed in the car. I do a diaper check at the car. I ask them if they are wet/messy and then we talk about that now we have to go home because they are just a little one who can't stay dry/clean 2. I have them expose their diaper to me in the car (pulled down pants/up skirt) so I can see how wet they are and they are reminded 3. When at home it's nice to do random checks. Call them over and pull back the back of the diaper, squeeze the front for fullness or the leg check 4. using baby talk or embarassing banter while they are laying down and waiting for a change is a good thing. Depending on the stage of your play you may scold them for not staying dry or praise them for having wet and used their diaper like a baby 5. If they have a large wetting be able to double diaper, have a stuffer or something which let's them know that they need more protection 6. use the penaten thick barrier cream, add powder if you really want to embarass them 7. lift their legs together by the ankles if you can, it will help to put them in little space rather than them lifting their own bums 8. chill the wipes for added little effect those are a few off the top of my head. Good luck

Wet diaper, popped a hollow plug in with a balloon inside it. One hour later a huge dump in the balloon. Cleanup is a breeze. Sent from my Pixel 2 XL using Tapatalk

My wife also does not know. I did end up buying a vibrator because I didn't have the courage or the cash to buy what I wanted - a suction cup anal toy - but I did see various sizes of sex toys. I like inserting tampons. OB makes a pretty large size, I sometimes insert two. That plus a diaper??

I use tampons to deal with hemorrhoids - believe it or not. I use the target cream on the tampon. Works supper well when irritated (and sometimes just for fun). They pop out when you poop. Haven't had an issue in years and wetting has never been a problem.

My wife was ok with my wetting.After she died I got set up with a woman that wets too.we were friends only for a bit.My daughters told me it was ok so we started to date she all ready knew I wet so it was easy