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I completely agree with BP on his very accurate quote, I understand how much work goes into writing stories/books and I don’t think that you should not be paid if the story is worth paying for, but a teaser or basically a advertisement for free is in bad taste, I actually have no idea how much money this type of thing would generate but I think at bare minimum you should consider a contribution to the site. Or the occasional free complete short story.

They all seem fairly amused with peeing in their diapers for the first time, well first wet diaper, in a long time. I think a couple of them I’d guess even enjoyed it. I completely understand.

Good morning Apparently, there is a radio station in Pittsburgh “alternative rock” morning show that is wearing and testing diapers live this morning. One of the radio hosts even is wearing a rearz. They are having quite a conversation about how they feel, and trying to figure out how to wet it, plus playing a interview with a ABDL video

Hello Pamperdk Thanks for continuing your story!! I really enjoyed your last chapter, it’s a nice way to identify the internal struggle between letting go of all control and identifying as an adult. thanks for a great read And for English not being your first language you have a wonderful vocabulary. Thanks E

Chapter 10 Cindy’s Decision Upon hearing Cindy’s moans of pleasure, Terry eagerly entertained the idea, of watching his wife/mommy climax, he assumed she was alone, similar to the orgasm he had been awarded. Terry quietly climbed up onto his bare feet and tiptoed through the toys, slipping out the door. He assumed unnoticed by Shelly, not even looking back as he left. Thinking to himself as he heard Cindy towards the back of the building. ‘This should be good!’ As his penis twitched deep in his diaper. His thoughts quickly changed as he peaked in the slightly ajar door, as John was firmly fucking his wife from behind. Anger rolled in his head. ‘How could she… I should just bust in there and kick his ass!…’ He sucked hard against his pacifier, as he clinched his fists, still frozen outside the door. The anger only lasted a few seconds, as he thought ‘I’m nursing on a binky…’ looking down at his body seeing the leg gathers poking out around his thighs ‘a pink wet diaper…’ feeling of shame overwhelmed his anger, as he backed away against the wall. ‘I look like a baby… I barely have any teeth… and can barely talk’ The humiliating thoughts, of his new status, began to cause his penis to twitch again as he heard her moan. His fantasies took over his thoughts, as pictured himself toddling in the door and babbling incoherently, in a tantrum. ‘He’ll just look back at me and say something like “Oh hey there little buddy… you’re mommy’s a little busy right now… why don’t you go back and play with Shelly for a few more minutes, and your mommy will be right in to get you all fixed up” then he’ll just go back to fucking my wi… momm…’ then he heard Cindy in his mind say, in between her gasps “ya.. baby… oh mommy’s… busy”… ’ Terry couldn’t help but sneak a little closer, peaking through the small gap, as he played the fantasy in his head. He watched as his mommy climbed onto the man, and sliding up and down on top of him, he could see the shaft of his cock momentarily, then watched as she thrust against him, riding his hard penis deep into her. Cindy was in ecstasy. He couldn’t help but hump softly, against the door jam as he watched. His penis struggled against the moist padding buried between his legs. His eyes connected with Cindy’s, as she opened them, her lip pulled up towards her flared nostrils as she squinted her eyes, snarling at him. Now Terry felt like he had been caught doing something wrong, as he hid back against the wall blushing. He Turned to look back towards the nursery, as Shelly opened the door. He quickly waddled back towards her hoping to catch her before she started calling for him. Hopping directly in front of her as she tried to exit her playroom. Shelly’s mouth fell open, as if to holler, but only mumbled “oh there you are baby” as she held her pacifier just away from her face. Terry continued into the room pushing against her. He sat back down on his squishy, padded bottom, wiggled against the soft carpet, and picked up a toy, and stared at it, uncertain what he should do, or could do. Cindy continued, rapidly riding John, grabbing his wrist and holding them above his head against the wooden table. Her moans became short and sharp as she continued to increase her pace. John now pinned there, as he could feel climax approaching, pulled his hands free and gripped each of her ass cheeks, as he leaned up supporting her as he stood. He spun her around and placed her back on the table. He pulled her legs in the air forcefully fucking her, as they both began to jerk into climax, cumming deep inside her, with a long deep moan. Terry just sat on the floor, listening to the sounds of their sex, uncertain of how exactly he felt about it. He could clearly see that he was not ever going to be seen by his wife as her sexual partner, and he always dreamed of her being his mommy. Having both did not seem to be possible. But he was certain, it was no longer his place to interfere. John, slipped his sensitive penis, out of Cindy, as he completely realized what they had done. Taking a deep breath. “I don’t know what came over me… that’s just not like me.” Cindy regained her composure, showing signs of anger, replying “I’m not one to have causal sex either… so I don’t know how, but I feel like this has something to do with… whatever crazy shit that’s been going on here today” Cindy thought a couple more seconds, and added, as her anger faded “However that wasn’t the worst thing that happened today” John smirked as he buttoned his shorts, “Ya… that was… (He looked down at her making firm eye contact) amazing… really amazing… (Cindy blushed a little in response) You want a bottle of water? I could sure use one after that…(John looked in between Cindy’s still spread legs laying over the table with cum dripping from her) “and maybe a paper towel or something?” Cindy leaned up onto her elbows and asked “you got a clean shirt I can borrow?… and ya a bottle of water would be good” John half nodded as he walked towards the door, answered “ya right next to Shelly’s closet, I have a small closet of clothes, take whatever you want” “Thanks” Cindy replied as she slid down off the table, and followed John out of the packaging room. Cindy found a set of bifold doors just to the right of Shelly’s closet, and inside hung neatly was several shirts, a few shorts, and a couple pairs of jeans. Cindy grabbed a Hawaiian button down shirt and slipped it over her shoulders. She walked back towards the service counter, while she buttoned 3 of the bottom buttons. As she made her way back passing the package room she heard her phone chime, a new text message. Finding her shorts, on the floor, she dug her phone from her pocket, to read the new message. Are you Sexually Satisfied? 🔴 Yes 🔴 No Cindy’s first thought was ‘I knew it… this thing… IT made us do that’ But then thought of the answer to the question, initially she thought, ‘I shouldn’t have enjoyed it… having sex with a utter stranger… I’m a married woman…but the sex was amazing and quite satisfying… and lately I’m more of a mother, than a wife’ as she lifted one of her heavy aching breasts, and pushed yes. Instantly another message appeared. Your baby thought You would He does want you To be happy Cindy, reading the message thought, ‘there’s more to this story…. I know he got something out of this deal’ Like IT read her mind, a new message appeared. He did get SOME Baby Teeth In return. Is there any further Changes you would prefer For Your Baby? The message irritated Cindy, ‘That little fucker… he seems to get what he wants, and I keep getting screwed… literally this time… I can’t believe I’m still lactating and now he’s got his teeth back … what further changes?..’ Maybe a baby size Penis? How about he becomes Smaller And weaker? Or Would you rather Have a girl? Cindy smiled at all three of the ideas, thinking about the options. ‘He deserves to have a baby penis… fighting that thing in a diaper is annoying… but smaller and weaker… I could drag him over my knee and spank his bottom… but a girl that’s interesting… it would be nice to have a baby girl and I wouldn’t have to deal with his penis at all… but he’d look silly as a girl’ Her cellphone blinked and Terry’s animated naked body showed up on screen, below it was options for changes as desired. Cindy smiled brightly at the screen realizing she could make Terry however she saw fit. A few minutes passed as Cindy tapped on her cellphone, and John paced in, holding out towards Cindy a bottle of water, and a few paper towels asking. “Everything alright?” Seeing her smiling face as she was finishing Terry’s Bitmoji. “You got another message, didn’t you?… what are you changing?” John said sounding a little concerned. Cindy accepted the bottle of water and removed the lid gulping down half the bottle before answering. “You‘ll see,” smiling a sly grin. She grabbed the paper towels and slid them in between her legs wiping her inner thighs and snatch. “I’m going to go check on the little ones… and get these boobs emptied” John nodded with a questioning facial expression, as Cindy carried her cellphone, screen still lit only wearing the Hawaiian shirt. “Please be careful with… what ever IT is… I got some cleaning up to do I’ll be a few minutes” Cindy strolled into the nursery, unnoticed until she reached over Terry and down in between his spread out legs, checking his diaper. “Looks like someone made a wet diaper for mommy” saying as sweetly as she could muster. Terry jumped slightly, being startled by the sudden intruder in between his legs. However her motherly demeanor was wonderful, opening his eyes wide looked up at her cheerful face, as he scooted around towards her, nodding his head as he subconsciously nursed from his pacifier. His eyes were distracted by the opening left by the shirt she was wearing. Terry stared at her cleavage and half of each of her breasts hanging less than a foot from his face, as she leaned over him. Then the unfamiliar shirt caught his attention as he realized, ‘Who’s shirt is that?… it must be John’s shirt…. Why’s she wearing his shirt… she must have really enjoyed their time… but why is she wearing his clothes? She has a suitcase full of her own clothes in the car…’ His face started to frown, again reliving watching Cindy and John having sex. The whole situation seemed so conflicting, as his mind struggled with what he wanted. Cindy watched as his face saddened, knowing exactly what she was doing, thought ‘He wanted me sexually satisfied… he got it’ but said “Oh is my drippy little guy uncomfortable in his wet dippy?… don’t worry mommy will have you all cleaned up in no time” Shelly hopping up seeing “aunt” Cindy , came jumping over for some attention, squealing. “Hi aunt Cindy you wanta play Barbies with me?” Holding out two dolls one in each hand. Cindy smiled replying “Oh hi sweetheart, those are really nice dolls, maybe we can play in a little bit, I have to get my baby all taken care of first” Shelly quickly dropped her Barbies, and bringing her octave up another level. “Ewwl…. I help… take care of baby… I help” as she bounced. “Oh that’s so very sweet of you… but your daddy really needs your help I think he’s picking up in your closet” Shelly’s face dropped as she stomped one foot, clenching her fists at her sides. “ Ewww, I don’t wanna help daddy. Can I peas help auntie” “Oh sweetie… I know you would be a big help… but if you can be a big girl for auntie, and help your daddy, maybe I will have a big surprise for you” Shelly pouted a bit more, but the idea of a surprise was enough for her to reluctantly shake her head as she said “eww ok…I be a big girl and help daddy” and dragged her feet towards the door. Cindy held her hand out to help Terry up. Terry couldn’t believe the warmth, and loving tone to his wife, and fought off the upset feelings of their sexual in-counter, sucked hard on his pacifier, as his mind cheered ’all my wildest dreams coming true…’ Cindy pulled Terry to his feet, paying attention to the mix of emotions Terry had in his head. She set her cellphone face down on the changing table. After loosening his bib, she reached down and unsnapped his onesie, pulled it over his head. “Arms up” Terry hesitated as he didn’t understand why she needed to remove his clothes, to change his diaper. Unwilling to attempt to talk, and enjoying her cheerful tone didn’t want to ruin this, decided it was best to not question her. Cindy led him over to the changing table, and pretended to help him sit on its edge by pushing her hands up into his armpits. Terry didn’t really need help, but enjoyed the jester. “Ok my little, squishy one lay back” Cindy wrapped each of his hands in the restraints and reached down, pulling a stuffed animal from the floor, and tucked it under his head, leaving his head unrestrained, Saying. “Does my little Terry want to watch mommy change his diapers?… Maybe mommy has a little suprise for her baby… do you want a special surprise?” Terry continued to nod his head eagerly as he started thinking, ‘Maybe she’ll still be a sexual partner, AND a mommy!’ Cindy continued to talk as she moved back between his legs. He watched, as she ripped the 4 tabs free. “I guess mommy should thank you for the the sex… I have to say John is quite satisfying…” Terry’s diaper was still in place as she started massaging his hard penis, through the smushy padding, in between his legs. “Mommy was a little upset initially…fucking a complete stranger, but John was so good… definitely the best mommies ever had… and mommy has to accept that my baby is too busy tinkling in his diapers to doing anything like that… I thought I should thank my little tinkle pants for such a nice gift… especially after watching my little Terry hump against the wall, while his wi… mommy got fucked by a stranger….” Cindy’s tone was cheerful and light, so even as her words were a bit harsh Terry enjoyed the attention, and really hadn’t listened to her actual words much. Cindy continue to firmly massage, working his rock hard cock out between his legs. She felt a warm gush of urine as she wrapped his pink diaper around his straightened member. Terry moaned in pleasure, while she rubbed the warm diaper, against him. He looked down at his smooth chest, and flat stomach as she stroked him, then slowly slid the diaper down between his legs. For the first time since Terry had all his hair removed he could see his hairless crotch, and penis. The site excited him further, his cock looked giant next to his clean white skin. Cindy grabbed a hand full of wipes and wrapped them around him. Stroking his penis as it stood at attention. “Oh mommy’s big boy seems to really enjoy all the attention” she slowly cleaned his penis, balls and smooth pubic area, as Terry watched, continuing moan in pleasure through his binky. Cindy worked her loose shirt over her shoulders and revealed her breasts as she watched Terry’s eyes grow wide. She bent down and wrapped her full breasts around Terry’s stiff penis, and using a hand on each side of her soft breast slid them up and down firmly against him, as he humped into her. It only took a few seconds before strings of cum pulsated out, and clung to her breasts and neck, as Terry groaned in climax. “Oh well isn’t mommy’s little guy a quick one, he sure loves mommy’s boobies” as she let out a light chuckle. Terry closed his eyes and relaxed, having no need to explain or defend himself. Cindy leaving her breast exposed, reached out and plucked his binky from his mouth, then ran her finger around the inside of his mouth, feeling his teeth. He wrapped his lips around her finger, giving it a few suckles. “Smile for mommy” Cindy said as she pulled her finger from his mouth. Terry lightly smiled showing his baby teeth, as Cindy returned the smile “oh your little teeth are just too cute, and they don’t feel like they’re going to be sharp enough to hurt mommy’s boobies… go ahead and say Yes Momma” Terry still in post climax glow, had no intentions to be difficult, cleared his throat and said “yeee… maa..maa” Cindy smiled at his attempt and replied “oh I think that will be just fine” and held his pacifier out for him, to open his mouth, reaching his head forward, sucking it back into his mouth. Cindy picked up her phone and tapped a few last details. The screen blinked and reset. Are You Sure This Is What You Want? These Changes Will Be Permanent! 🔴 Yes 🔴 No Cindy Smiled and tapped Yes, then held her phone up, activated the camera, and pressed record. Terry really didn’t comprehend what she was doing on her phone, as his feet started to tingle. Then it dawned on him that she was given more decisions. His face fell with concern, as he held his tingling foot in the air, watching it shrink. His toes became thinner, than his foot followed, like a wave that slowly took his, manly, muscular legs, thinning them, soften the outline of his muscles, and shrinking in length. He gasped as his binky fell from his mouth. His head became dizzy, as shock took over his mind. Cindy smiled, and continued to film reaching out grabbing his, still slightly firm penis. Terry watched as the wave of tingling rolled up his legs, his thighs becoming thin and shorter. Then up to his hips, watching as they seemed to grow wider, then watching with his eyes wide open, as Cindy held his penis, the tingling spread over his groin. His penis shrank, in her hand. She pulled her hand away, as his cock fell like a balloon slowly deflating. He watched as it disappeared right in front of his eyes, then watched, as his balls were absorbed into him, leaning his head forward, exhaling a moan in terror. His clean smooth crotch opened, and pink smooth lips appeared in between his spread legs, then mounded out slightly, she gasped for a breath, as her vagina finished forming. Cindy reached down and spread her newly formed lips, exposing the pink gash, saying “oh what a adorable little kitty you have” Then the tingling rolled up further. Her flat belly puffing out slightly, rounding away any muscle definition. Then to her chest, Terri watched as her chest became tight, the dark circles around her nipples growing to the size of silver dollars, then watching as each of her nipples grew to the size of a m&m. Continuing to tingle growing tighter, as her chest continued to grow like water balloons gaining water, and weight, as her tits grew and grew. The tingling continued up her neck and shoulders. Her broad shoulders becoming thin, as she continued to gasp for air, each exhale with a terrified noise, becoming higher pitched, and lighter as her adams apple disappeared. She watched in horror as the tingling engulfed her arms becoming shorter and thinner, veins and muscles disappearing as she struggled against the restraints, and her hands become smaller and soft. The tingling finally ended around her scalp, feeling, soft hair growing around her face. She was able to slip her hand from the loosened straps around her wrists. Reaching down to her new vagina. Lightly running her soft fingers against it, as urine uncontrollably leaked out onto the used diaper still beneath her, then pulled her other hand free and grasping her giant breast, as she passed out in complete shock. Cindy smiled in satisfaction, as the transition finished, put her phone back down, grabbed another hand full of wipes, and finished cleaning her new Terri. After a puff of powder she wrapped a new princess diaper around her waist. Cindy was not quite done with Terri yet. She didn’t leave her unconscious for long, after strapping her hands and head back to the changing table, she began shaking her while sweetly talking to her. “Terri sweet heart… Terri wakey wakey… mommy’s got something more for you” Terri slowly opened her eyes now unable to move, and wasn’t sure what happened. She slowly started to look around and cleared her throat. Hearing her high pitched voice it all rushed back. “Waa yuu eww teww ee?” Cindy’s smile became larger as she heard her sweet little voice. “Ohh my precious little girl… aren’t you just the cutest… mommy’s got something special for you… the first thing you get to do as my baby girl, is clean up the last thing you did as my dirty boy” Cindy used her finger like a rubber scraper, and slid the cold cum down to just above her nipples, leaning over Terri’s head. Terri unable to resist the urge to nurse from her mommy opened her mouth and began sucking his last ejaculation from her breast. Then relaxed into a soft rhythm as milk washed down his cum. Cindy only let her suckle a few times before repeating the process on her other breast. “What a good girl… I thought you would resist eating your own cum… but you lapped it right up for mommy… I think you like being my little girl.” Terri squeezed her legs together feeling, her new thick diaper, against her, no longer left with the uncomfortable cock stuck in between her legs, feeling the sticky cum in her mouth, as warm milk slowly washed it down. She didn’t want to think about anything but nursing from her mommy. It was just too much to deal with….

Hi B.P. I completely agree with your assessment!! I also have completed that story already (besides for reading it 10 more times adding details and editing), and looking over your alternate conclusions, this story’s ending will not be a surprise to you! (With the exception of some details) Which of the above ending would be your favorite? Any other details that you would enjoy? Your opinion probably won’t change my outcome, however I do value your opinion and I’m curious. thanks again E

Yo Eagle!!! No I’m not saying that at all. I truly intend on finishing this story, and it’s not over yet. It’s just most of the people that kinda (I’m not sure anyone Really knows me) know me, say I have ADHD, and I have a hard time finishing projects once I loose interest. So they might be correct in their diagnosis. (Not that I care, there’s much worse things) But I will try really hard to finish this story AND Edit it, THEN even post it. E

Hey Dlsafrica That’s a funny description for a power outage (LOAD shedding) I get the reason for the situation and I am glad it’s getting a bit better for you guys. People don’t understand how lucky they are to have constant power. Do you what they call load shedding in U.S? BROWN OUT!!! that’s funny discrimination too!!! E

Yup, it looks like Terry is going to end up with just baby teeth. He doesn’t seem too unhappy about it though. I’m not sure what would happen if you just wished two wishes, I think most genies I know would find a way to trick you into making your wishes. thanks again for the comments and likes, my ADHD is kicking in, causing some lake of interest in story writing, but hopefully I’ll get through this one, I find it frustrating when a story doesn’t get finished, however I do understand why, I kinda think it’s two reasons 1. After getting past the point of character/ characters achieve fantasy of writer, it becomes significantly less interesting to write. 2. Most stories that go down the “regression road” have a hard time getting back, and I always found it kinda conflicting/depressing in my head to be permanently stuck in regression at some level. I think most writers have the same conflicts. it’s a hard thing to balance. Thanks again E

He got some teeth back, just not what he was hoping for.

Chapter 9 Playing with Toys Terry sat the floor, legs spread out in front of him, and stared at the screen of the etch-a-sketch in his lap. He couldn’t believe what was happening, lines begun to make letters, the letters turning into words, as the knobs turned intermittently. Terry instantly realized, that this was the magic that took away his teeth, and sucked hard on his pacifier, with excitement and relief, as he waited for the message to appear, thinking to himself. ‘I can’t believe this… this is exactly what I needed, I have to be able to get IT to give me my teeth back…’ The words slowly appeared as Terry read each one. His hands started shaking in excitement, and impatience as he read. Did your mommy The screen went back to blank as it shook. He looked at it with confusion, and tried to turn the knobs. Again the knobs started turning on their own and he tried to relax a bit reading the new words. Don’t shake the Toy!! He rolled his eyes, feeling like an idiot, realizing he had erased the message by shaking it. The screen again went blank, and again the knobs started turning. Finally spelling out the question. Did your mommy Have your teeth Removed? Do you like it? ⚫️ Yes ⚫️ No Terry just sat there holding the toy, he wiggled his jaw, rubbing his smooth gums against the pacifier, and thought. ‘It does feel nice but I need my teeth… I can’t even talk.’ He tried to push no, but realized ‘it’s not a touch screen… I don’t even know how this works… the last time I tried, years ago, I couldn’t draw shit’ The screen went blank again, the knobs whirled even faster as he just sat there, still feeling like an idiot. Turn the left knob for ⚫️ Yes And the Right knob for ⚫️ No Terry quickly turned the right knob, hoping IT would understand, he wanted his teeth back, as the screen went blank. Upon answering No, words started to form once again. Sorry to hear that. Your Mommy Liked the Idea The screen went blank again, after a few seconds. Then another message started. She seems to Really enjoy Breastfeeding Her baby Without teeth The screen reset again. You Do want Her To be Happy Don’t you? ⚫️ Yes ⚫️ No Terry sat there for a couple seconds, as he thought about the question, and slowly turned the left knob. The screen went blank, then slowly another message appeared. I thought You Did As he read the message, he was lost in thought. ‘I do want her to be happy, and this is all because of me… but if I can’t talk…’ Suddenly, the toy was taken from his hands as it went blank, looking up he saw Shelly holding the toy above him, still rambling on, in a chipper high pitched tone, which he had been ignoring. He put his hands in the air reaching for the toy and grunted through his binky. Shelly had finished removing every toy from the box, and noticed Terry just dazed away at the etch-a-sketch. Her enthusiasm muffled by the lack of attention, decided she wanted to play with the baby. After snatching the toy from his lap, she held it above his head as he reached, she giggled with delight, saying. “Does baby want the toy?” And held the toy closer, almost in his reach, then pulled it back away, high above her head, continuing to giggle. This went on a few times as Terry continued to grunt each time, she pulled it away. Terry thought to himself. ‘I don’t need to play this game now!!’ He pushed forward and wiggled himself into a crawling position as Shelly bounced back further away behind him, continuing to giggle and tease. Terry knelt up, again reaching, as he walked on his knees towards her, his right knee landed with most of his body weight on a hard plastic toy, as it cracked and broke, under his weight. He tumbled back to the floor, covered with toys, letting out a muffled ahhh, as he felt the sharp pain in his knee. Shelly watching him tumble, and jumped to the rescue. “Baby Ok?… did you get a boo-boo baby?” Setting the toy down, amongst the pile, she squatted next to him, as he grabbed his knee, now grunting in pain and frustration. “Is baby hurt?… I go get daddy?” Terry, rolled back to his padded bum and muffling some vowels and consonants through his binky while he shook his head no, still rubbing his knee. Terry figured he needed to distract her, and picked up the broken toy, he had knelt on, continuing to grunt, in a slightly higher pitch, holding the toy towards her. “Toy broken… baby broke toy… it’s ok… daddy can fix” Shelly responded as she studied the cracked plastic animal. Terry wasted no time as she was distracted, and slid the etch-a-sketch behind him, then quickly picked up another toy and again held it out towards Shelly, while making light high pitched humming noises. Glancing back at the screen as words appeared. You would like Teeth back Wouldn’t You? ⚫️ Yes ⚫️ No Terry continued to pick up toy after toy, handing them back to Shelly, while he grunted and hummed, glancing back at the screen, he turned the left knob. I Don’t like to Take Gifts Back but You can give her Something else? Terry eagerly read the message, as he continued to try to distract Shelly, glancing back again to see the screen reset. Maybe give her Sexual Satisfaction? And My next 2 Gifts In exchange for Teeth? Terry paused, reading the message thinking. ‘What’s that mean? “Sexual satisfaction” The screen reset again. Being Sexually Satisfied Should make her Happy Terry remembered the orgasm he received a few hours ago, as he handed Shelly another toy. Thinking to himself. ‘That should be good… an orgasm should make her happy….and I get my teeth back.’ He looked back, as words slowly trickled across the screen, picking up a stuffed animal and tossed it across the room. Shelly giggled in delight, and skipped across the room to retrieve it, as Terry read the next message. You get Teeth In exchange for The next 2 decisions And Her Sexual Satisfaction The screen quickly reset as Terry anxiously watched. Shelly turned back towards him, with the stuffed animal and saw him staring at the etch-a-sketch. She wanted to play keep away again, her binky flung from her mouth, as she squealed, and dropped the stuffed animal, racing back towards Terry to get the toy. Terry heard her squeal, and looked up at the woman, in the pretty dress, dashing towards him, as her pony tails violently thrashed around her head. He rolled over onto his knees and covered the etch-a-sketch with his body, as words slowly spread across the screen. Shelly left her feet and landed on his back, as she yelped out “Baby has toy!!! I play with baby!!! Ehh… I get it baby” Terry grunted deeply as she threw herself onto his back, he twisted like a horse that didn’t want to be ridden. She slid off his back, arms wrapped around his neck, squirming against him, as he protected the toy. Again she pulled herself onto his back wrapping his waist with her legs, now holding his head, giggling uncontrollably. Terry grumbled under her considering to throw her off onto the floor, she continued with a joyful tone calling out “giddyup horsey!!” He could feel her thick diaper pushing against his back as she jerked on his head. He couldn’t help but enjoy the sensation, as he wiggled his wet diaper in the air, and she thrusted her hips against him, with her legs still wrapped around him. Terry refocused, as she continued to cheer “giddy up!!” He pushed himself to his knees while she held onto him, in a piggy back way. He looked down at the screen to read it. Are you sure This is what you want? There will be no Way Back ⚫️ Yes ⚫️ No Terry quickly turned the left knob. Instantly Terry felt his mouth tingling, he reached up and pulled the pacifier from his mouth, and searched his mouth with his tongue, slowly he could feel his lower gum growing hard as two small, front teeth pushed up into his mouth, then he felt two more with a large gap between them form on his upper gum. Terry began to feel relief as teeth continued to grow, for several more seconds, then suddenly stopped. He ran his tongue through his mouth feeling the small miscellaneously located teeth. Pushing his fingers in his mouth, he felt two dull front teeth on his bottom gum, then two more on his top gum with a large gap in between, feeling more closely he could barely feel the tips of his upper, front teeth. He gurgled in frustration as drool ran down his fingers and chin, and dripped onto his bib. He counted 8 teeth in total. The tingling sensation was gone, none of the teeth were growing any further, he picked up the Etch a sketch, it was blank. He turned the knobs to see a line stretch across the screen. It was over, and on top of that, during this whole time Shelly screeched in his ear “giddyup horsey… giddyup!!!” Terry dropped the toy, and pried Shelly’s hands free from his neck, she slumped back to the floor, with a little whine. “Baby… I wanta play horsie” saying as she crossed her arms in front of her, pushing her bottom lip out, she grabbed at her binky dangling from a tether, and pushed it into her mouth as she pouted. Terry looked to the floor, dazed by his failure, recalling IT never said “his” teeth or how many, he tried to think positively, ‘maybe it’s not that bad’ as his fingers continued to search his mouth, feeling his gums were a little bit sore and itchy. Pulling his fingers back from his mouth, automatically his tongue searched his gums again, thinking. ‘Maybe, at least I’ll be able to talk better’ carefully he focused on using his lips and his tongue to pronounce words, saying out loud. “Ccaaann aai aalk ?” He found it hard to get “T” sound, but figured. ‘With practice I’ll get better’ still trying to think positively. Then he noticed a small oblong princess mirror on the floor, picked it up by the decorative, pink handle and looked at his face. ‘Ohhh my face… I look like an infant!!! This will never work… ’ As he held his smooth, round face in disbelief, holding his mouth open, looking at his baby teeth, he felt his diaper grow warm with a fresh trickle of urine. Closing his eyes he completely realized, he couldn’t never return to normal. Shelly lost interest in pouting, picking up two stuffed animals, and scooted to a clear section of carpet, and, began to play with the toys. Terry sat quietly, staring at himself in disbelief, then set the mirror back on the floor, feeling his empty mouth with his tongue. He picked up his binky and shoved it between his lips. He nursed deeply, hoping for comfort, and gnawed against the base of the bulb, relieving his itchy gums. He had an empty feeling, uncertain of any direction or goal, unable to devise any kind of plan. His ears perked up as he heard, barely over the quiet music, a high pitched moaning, from outside the room. Instantly his mind jumped back to the rest of his agreement. .. . .. Cindy unable to control her desire, as animal instinct took over. She stood up from the table and approached John, as he scrambled to his feet. Without any words wrapped against each other just outside of the shade of the tree. He leaned down passionately, kissing her, running his tongue deep into her mouth. Cindy ran her hands up from his waist, pushing his T-shirt up into his armpits. John broke away from her, lifting his arms and bent forward allowing her to remove his shirt. He pushed back against her, they aggressively kissed as he held her head firmly, pushing her back towards the wall, of the building. Trapping her against the wall continued groping as he passionately kissed her neck, nibbling on her ear. He pulled her shirt and bra over her head, and dropped them to the walkway, as he pulled the door open beside them. Cindy leaned forward into him, she pulled his head down towards her as her open mouth explored his lips, and face. Backing him through the doorway into the back hallway, as he held it open. He continued leading their way, backwards, as he massaged her bare breasts, and pushed through a door, opposite of Shelly’s closet. The room was lined with shelves, and had a large package wrapping table, made of 2x4s, and plywood, in the center of the room. There was a small window high against the ceiling, covered by a shear curtain, allowing the room to be dimly lit. Once inside the package room. John pushed his hands down each side of Cindy’s shorts, forcing them over her curvy hips, dropping them to her ankles, she simultaneously stepped out of her panties, shorts and sandals, as she unbuttoned his shorts and forced open his fly, grabbing onto the shaft of his hard cock, behind his silky underwear. John pulled her towards him, as he stepped behind her, then pushed her against the table. Before bending her over, he pulled his shorts and underwear down to his thighs. He forced himself between her legs, while leaning against her back, and without any hesitation buried his penis deep into her dripping snatch. Cindy’s mouth gapped open, letting out a long high pitch moan, as he began pounding her from behind, each thrust finishing firmly deep inside her, as his hips patted against her bum. Cindy craving dominance, pushed her hips hard into his massive erection, pulling her leaking breasts out of the puddle she made on the table, his slippery cock slid out from her, as she turned and backed him around the table, pushing against his chest. He submitted to her encouragement, as she worked her body on top of him, while he layed, on his back across the plywood table. He massaged her gleaming breasts, as she engulfed him, sliding down hard on his pelvis. Her eyes rolled back in her head, as she controlled his stiff member deep inside her, again releasing a high pitched moan, from her open mouth. She held his chest firmly as her breast swung in his face, slowly sliding up his shaft and slapping down rigorously, again and again. Her attention was broken by the soft sounds of crinkling in front of her….

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Chapter 8 Cindy’s acceptance Behind the building, was a 8 foot brick wall surrounding a small cobblestone patio, courtyard and garden. John led the way, and set the cheese, crackers, and wine down on a black wrought iron decorative table, in between two chairs, in the middle of the patio. Cindy started to answer John’s question, but hesitated as she walked outside and looked around at his back yard “Well yes, but no… Wow, oh this is beautiful, is that a swimming pool?” John nodded responding “uh… ya its not very big though” He continued past the table, reaching up to a fruit hanging from the large tree that shaded the patio, gently squeezed then with one hand supporting the branch, snapped the mango 🥭 off the limb, quietly studied it for imperfections and set it on the table, then repeated the process. Cindy sat down as he set the second mango onto the table, and pulled the baby monitor from his belt and set it off to the side, then he headed back towards the building with a quick “I’ll be right back” Cindy nodded as she quickly studied the bottle of wine and set the glasses aside the crackers. She then turned towards the garden, and settled in to her surroundings. She reached up her shirt, and cupped her breast assessing its fullness, then pulled her loose bra back over them, not even attempting to re-hook the back. Looking around at the planters filled with flowers and herbs against the brick wall, the garden was obviously meticulously manicured. Which at this point was no surprise to her. The small courtyard had a large sand box with pure white sand in the far corner with a small stack of sand toys. A oversized tricycle stood along the short path, of pavers neatly edged that split the courtyard in half, and a small swimming pool, which might be mistaken for a hot tub, sat just outside of the shade from the tree with two sides against walls, taking up the corner. Cindy thought to herself ‘finally.. at least I’m sitting next to a swimming pool’ Suddenly she heard 80s rock music, over the murmurs of the baby monitor, it was by no means loud but, as Bon Jovi sang “wanted, wanted dead or alive” it was loud enough for her to quietly sing along. John reappeared, as he briskly walked back towards her with a cutting board and a knife, as he set it down on the table, he sighed quietly taking a deep breath, then moaned “Oh I forgot the cork screw… I’m sorry…I’ll be quick” Cindy rolled her eyes thinking “Men… even the most organized… are always forgetting something” Not 30 seconds later as Cindy continued to hum along to the music, John rushed back in holding the bottle opener, out in front of him as to show her he had been successful. “I’m sorry again… I don’t get many guests… uh ok well where was I?… I don’t know where to begin” He quickly poured two glasses of wine and took a large sip of his before sitting down. Cindy realized how thirsty she had become, drank down half the glass before setting it back down. John tilted his head giving her a slight questioning look as he began. “So I guess it’s been about 10 years ago, I worked in DC as a interior designer, my ..uh, partner Shane and I decided to take a long weekend in Key West, I guess that’s where this all began” holding his hands in the air. “We had a great time… did some partying, a little shopping, a bunch of eating… you know typical stuff” Cindy sat quietly listening, as she thought about the word “partner” ‘what’s he mean partner?… does he mean partner like business partners?’ She had to ask. “Uh John… you said Partner? Did you mean Shane was like a business partner? Or uh like significant other partner? John blushed a bit, then smiled answering “Yes” “Yes? Which one” “Yes, both” “Oh I see… so you’re uh… gay?” John smiled even harder as any embarrassment washed away, answering her question. “I well… lately I’ve been… just Daddy, but back then, I kinda batted from both sides of the plate… but I don’t think that has anything to do with this… but Shane and I had been together for a few years, and we also ran a pretty good business,…I would love to say things were great, but to be honest, our relationship was a bit rocky” John sat quietly for a moment and studied his wine, while Cindy finished her glass. “You see Shane hadn’t been completely honest with me, when we started our relationship, we both knew who was the uh… sub in our relationship, but what he failed to mention was his fetish” Cindy continued to listen as John paused for a moment to fill her glass, and take another smaller sip from his. “At that time I had never even heard of or could ever imagined there was such a thing as diaper lover’s or adult baby’s” Cindy interrupted “Ya me neither, who even came up with such a thing” “Ya… well so one day I was cleaning up around his place, and I found a package of adult diapers.” John paused again taking another sip. Cindy took the opportunity to add her story. “Well it was like 15 years of marriage then Terry just came out and told me… and he actually acted like I was going to be cool with it… for years he pretended like he had bed wetting issues, I had a hard enough time dealing with that… but he comes out and tells me about this bull …” Cindy caught herself before swearing again. “Like I was just going to turn into his mommy” John continued “I didn’t accept it either, I wanted nothing to do with it, and at first he lied saying something like, it was a prank or something, but I could see right through him, he was always such a bad liar.” John still stared at his wine twirling it in the glass. “So I got the truth out of him, but like I said I wanted nothing to do with it, and at first he didn’t talk about it or anything, and I guess we both pretended it never happened, but then we moved in together, and here and there I’d catch him in a wet diaper or find one in the trash.” John looked a little flushed and stood up, and stretched. Picking up the knife he started to cut up the perfectly ripe mangos leaving bite sized chunks on the cutting board. Cindy couldn’t help but sneak a chuck of mango while he still sliced away. “Oh this is delicious, I love mango” saying as she snuck a few more chunks. “Ya.. fresh ripe mango is the best, I love this tree” John replied, took a long pause collecting his thoughts. “Now looking back, maybe I should have been more accepting, but at the time I thought it was repulsive, who would want to sit around in a pissy diaper? So at some point I started to push, and demand that he stopped this foolishness, but he seemed to get worse, he started calling me daddy, during sex and became less cautious about wearing diapers around me, and then he even started leaving his piss filled diapers in the bathroom.” Cindy continued to munch on the mango as he finished cutting up the fruit. She seemed to lose interest in the story, and lightly started to hum along, as a Heaven from Brian Adams could heard in the background. John gave her a brief look, frustrated by her lack of interest. Cindy caught his irritation saying “Oh sorry, I didn’t mean to be… but this is a great song” John smiled a bit “It’s ok, I love 80s rock” Cindy refocused on their situation. “So I get your frustration, but what does this have to do with me?” John put down the knife and tossed a piece of fruit in his mouth, “Well I was getting to that, when I watched you guys come in, you looked uh annoyed, and I couldn’t help but think, you didn’t look prepared for the uh… the situation” “Ya I’d say… it’s been a fuu.. freaky day, and I’m not even going to tell you how we got here, you won’t believe it, I still don’t” John took another sip and said “Well let me guess, I bet some kind of message appeared on your phone, asking you yes or no questions about what changes you want to make to your… uh Terry?” Cindy choked up a piece of mango, “How would you know that?… are you doing this… shit? I’ll fucking kill you… take all this shit back, I’m not playing your twisted fucking game anymore” John surprised by her outburst stumbled back a step, holding out his hands, still holding the sharp knife, as Cindy started to stand up leaning against the table. “No, no… it’s nothing like that, the same thing happened to us, Shelly used to be Shane” Cindy now standing as her face added up all of John’s story. “So you’re saying this thing… changed, your … boyfriend into your little… well… your girl? John answered quickly “Yes… and besides for her size and age she is MY LITTLE GIRL” he kinda had a bit of pride in his tone, his lips turning up to a slight smile. “You think it’s, funny? Or do you actually like this crazy shit?!!” Cindy noticed his slight smile. “Well ya… back before this our lives were stressful, and hectic, we were headed towards a bad breakup, and we probably would have lost our company…. Now things are simpler… my biggest concern of the day, is to try to get my little Shelly to the potty before she… makes uh stinkies” Cindy sat back down looking dumb founded. “So you changed her into a toddler?” “Well, no I didn’t have much to do with it… I was just driving back towards the Fort Lauderdale to catch a flight back home. We were bickering about something, Shane was sitting there playing with his new Iphone when he suddenly wet his pants, right there in the rental car, he said it was a accident, that someone texted him something… I didn’t believe him, next thing you know, I felt like he was my responsibility, like I was obligated to take care of him…So I stopped at some pharmacy, and diapered him in some cheap depends, the only decision I made was his mind, after he literally morphed into a woman in front of me, I got ahold of his..her phone and somehow IT knew, and I was asked what age I wanted her mind to regress to, I chose between three or four years old, figuring he or she deserved to be a toddler after witnessing the craziest things I’ve ever seen in my life, but even then… after I watched the changes he did, I didn’t really believe it would happen.” “That’s like exactly what happened to us… except I got to decide if he had hair, and since I was pissed at him, for intentionally pooping his pants, IT gave me the option,…I had IT rip out all of his hair… that was the craziest thing I’ve ever seen and it looked painful as hell,… but he’s as smooth as a baby.” Cindy quieted her tone “And Oh I also had IT remove his teeth… but only because he made me breastfed him… and he was biting my tit” John gave her another questioning look. “That seems a little spiteful” Cindy got a little defensive “Hey none of this is my fault… I didn’t start this…and you’re saying making her into a 3 year old wasn’t?” John tilted his head, realizing he didn’t have a argument. Cindy decided to change the subject “So what did you do? You just stayed here?… What happened to your company?” “Well I didn’t know what to do, I got a hotel room for a couple days, when I realized it wasn’t going away and she pissed and pooped through the pack of depends, I realized I needed advice, so I did a bunch of research online, before I knew it I had decided there was a great need for a store that catered to this lifestyle. It took a little time but I sold out of my company, And bought a small house and this place.” Holding up his hands again. Cindy quickly drank down the rest of her glass of wine, and poured herself another glass, emptying the bottle, as she munched down a couple more pieces of mango. John gave her a concerned look and asked “Aren’t you breastfeeding? Do you think you should drink so much?” Cindy paused as she realized he was right, but then squinted her eyes snapping back “He’s 47 years old, I think he’ll be alright” John turned his head as he thought, and said “Ya… I don’t know what I’m thinking, I just get caught up in it, I guess” Cindy laughed a little as she said “I know exactly what you mean.. it’s the strangest thing” As she thought about the pleasure and her desire to breastfeed him, again reaching up and feeling her heavy breast. She shook it off, and went back to ask John questions. “How do you survive? I haven’t seen one customer in this place?.. I can’t imagine this makes any money” John smiled, thought about telling her the truth but elected to just say “We get by, most of our sales are online, and ship straight from the manufacturer, there’s quite a community out there, and I carry all the top brands” Cindy became lost in thought, as she continued to eat the rest of the mango. ‘Are we going to have to make this work? He can’t go back looking like this… is this over… is “it” going to ask us anymore questions?’ She pulled out her phone and scrolled through the few questions she had answered, reading the word “forever” again in her head, then texted the thread. Are we done? Is this over? John continued to stand taking another sip of wine, then made himself a small sandwich from the cheese, pepperoni and crackers. Still thinking about his story, he vividly recalled that days events, then he thought about, how his life changed and the paradise they had created. He looked at Cindy and debated on telling her the last question he had received. The text he got exactly 1 year later. Cindy continued to ponder her situation as she sipped her wine, and stared at her phone, as she kept asking herself. ‘Is this real… am I really considering taking care of Terry… like he’s my child? How would I even do this… he can’t even talk… he won’t be able to get a job… I think he still has his mind, but will he keep it?… I can deliver babies anywhere… can I make this work?… should I?’ Cindy looked back up at John “How were you able to make Shane disappear? Like legally?” John smiled, realizing she was now considering what she needed to do to make this work. “Well I really didn’t… he kinda got disowned from his family when he came out as homosexual, so his family was never a problem, then I had him examined by a doctor, pretty much was honest about his mental state, saying he suddenly started acting like this… before you know it they gave me power of attorney claiming me as his caregiver, I legally changed his name, sex etc. but it wasn’t even a problem. We have health care and everything… but I can’t get a pediatrician to see her, so she has to go to a regular doctor” He sounded a little disappointed. Cindy sat there again looking down at her phone, thinking. ‘I could probably do the same thing, maybe he had a stroke or whatever, whoever wanted to look at the situation couldn’t really argue it, I could just be honest, and I still don’t really know what even happened’ Then looked back to John. “How about sex do you still have sex?” “Well I don’t have sex with her, it just seemed too… I don’t know… she’s my little girl… but I have to admit I really haven’t had any relationships since… I don’t know how to make that work… she’s with me all the time” Cindy interrupted “You said it’s been 10 years!! No sex for 10 years?!! John nodded blushing a bit “Well I do uh… relieve myself… and I guess I could look for some kind of babysitter, but I it’s just not been that important to me” Cindy rolled her eyes as she thought about him whacking off, then responded. “How about her, does she still have a… sex drive? I mean she’s technically a adult” “Well that’s kinda interesting, before uh… this change, he would be like turned on by… diapers, and things like that, he really loved the sub roll. Now, she doesn’t really act like diapers or really anything is a turn on, but here and there I will catch her humping a pillow or something in her crib… and I can definitely tell when I change her diaper… So ya.. she seems to have a sex drive.” “So is she like 100% functional, down there?… could she get pregnant?” John made a face curled half of his upper lip towards his nose and squinted. “Ya that’s another thing I could do with out.” Cindy laughed at his response “You guys are all the same, a little vaginal blood on a pad and you turn into a bunch of squeamish wussies” John rolled his eyes as he picked up the baby monitor and listened in for a second, hearing Shelly still rambling on about her toys. “I don’t hear Terry.. but Shelly seems to be talking to someone, so I’m thinking their fine…do you mind if I get in a little Yoga… I usually do it during morning nap, but today I got a little distracted” John looked at Cindy and smiled. “You can join me if you want, I got a extra mat here” Cindy shook her head and returned his smile. “I think I’m good, you can go ahead and yoga away, till you’re heart’s content” John picked up the mat, and laid it out in the grass, just outside the shade of the tree. Pulled his sandals off and started with a warrior pose, as he asked. “So what do you think you’re going to do?” Cindy took another sip of wine and smiled “well first I’m going to have to feed him, I’m getting full, and then I don’t know” Suddenly she felt her pussy grow wet, she automatically pushed her fingers against it, and thrusted her pelvis, she looked up at John now in a bridge pose, she could see a tent growing in his shorts as he held his hips high off the ground. John could feel arousal growing and looked back at Cindy. They locked eyes in desire….