Elfy

Sam just wants to leave the water park before any further humiliation could befall her. Unfortunately, her "Mommy" spots a ride they could go on together and, to make matters worse, Sam spots someone she didn't want to see. --- I am only able to devote as much time as I do to writing thanks to my wonderful subscribers. Writing is my only source of income and therefore I appreciate immensely everyone who supports me. For $5 you can see all of my story updates one week before the rest of the world. For $10 you get all the early stories PLUS 35+ EXCLUSIVE STORIES not available anywhere else AND early access "Livy's New Family: The Comic" Please check out the links below for more information, tiers, and rewards. https://reamstories.com/elfy https://subscribestar.adult/elfy --- Hoping that she would now be taken home Sam was left disappointed as Jade started to carry her around the park. Nobody spared a second glance at her, all anyone saw was a baby, but Sam still did her best to hide her face. Jade was seemingly not prepared to let Sam get away with just a few hours in the park. The pair worked their way round to where some of the less exciting rides were stationed. Sam was made to ride the merry-go-round and go on a completely uninteresting baby rollercoaster that barely had any dips with Jade next to her. It was whilst on the teacups and anxiously looking forward to leaving that Sam felt a pressure on her bowels for the first time. She was sat on her cousin’s lap and squirmed as Jade spun their cup around. “M-Mommy…” Sam said as they stepped off the ride a minute later, “Could we go to the bathrooms?” “Whatever for?” Jade asked, “Do you need a change?” Sam froze as Jade prodded her diaper in the middle of the path. It felt like everything Jade did was designed to be as humiliating as possible for Sam who cringed. Her diaper was wet from the pool but she hadn’t used it for anything else… yet. “I need to go…” Sam whispered when Jade was bent down next to her. “That’s what your diaper is for.” Jade reminded her. “Not here!” Sam’s voice took on a high-pitched whine even as she fought to keep her voice down, “There’s too many people!” “Babies don’t care when or where they use their diapers.” Jade said simply, “You would be much happier if you did the same.” “But I’m not a… Oh forget it.” Sam felt so much frustration. She had spent the whole time in diapers trying to convince Jade she wasn’t a baby and it didn’t seem likely she would be any more successful now than in the past, “Can we just go home?” Sam’s shoulders slumped as Jade took her hand and started leading her through the park again. She was determined not to embarrass herself any further. In response to stubbornness she felt her tummy rumbled and she was seized by a cramp that past after a few seconds. She shuddered. Still in the swim diaper she couldn’t even try to relieve her bladder to ease pressure, it would just pour everywhere and make her the centre of attention. “Oh, look! They let babies go on this one with their Mommies!” Jade said as she pointed towards a big log flume. Sam turned her head to the sign and saw that it indeed did say that younger children could ride. It had a minimum height requirement but also offered special harnesses for mothers or fathers to wear if they had children who were otherwise too small. To Sam’s shame Jade went straight to the employee near the entrance of the line and asked if she could get one of the harnesses. Sam had been begging the employee to say no but instead he was more than happy to attach the restraints to Jade’s chest and then help Sam sit in it. “Are you sure she’ll be OK?” The employee asked, “It can be quite a scary ride for little ones.” “Oh, don’t worry about her.” Jade replied with a smile, “She’s always been an adventurous baby.” Sam was left hanging in the harness, her head nestled against Jade’s cleavage. She was looking out at the queue and away from her cousin but with her arms and legs hanging limply she was unable to do anything. With all the people around she couldn’t even voice her discontent. The queue moved relatively quickly though it was still pretty long. Sam was bright red in the face, hanging from Jade’s chest like an infant. Occasionally Jade would pat her head or stroke her hair a little, Sam wasn’t able to pull away. She just hoped this was the last ride they were going on. Her stomach clenched as another cramp gripped her lower digestive system. The problem was only getting worse and as Sam twisted and turned to try and relieve the pain she heard Jade chuckle from behind her. “Don’t be nervous, Sam.” Jade said, “You’re safe with Mommy.” Sam knew that Jade knew she wasn’t anxious about the ride. She had been on many more exhilarating thrill rides than the flume she was currently in the queue for. The pair began to climb the stairs towards the top of the ride. There was a second queue that was much faster moving. It appeared to be for people that had bought a priority queue ticket. Sam was rather surprised Jade hadn’t done the same thing, money wasn’t a problem for her after all. Maybe dragging the day out was part of the “fun” for her. They had just reached the top of the flume and were to get on the next boat. Sam looked down the cascading water where the last group had just hit the bottom sending walls of water up on either side of them. She felt butterflies take flight in her tummy as she clenched the muscles at the bottom of her bowels. She just had to get down to the bottom, then she could beg again to be taken to a bathroom or… “Sam?” The voice was familiar. Sam instantly knew who it belonged to and her whole body froze. She thought like she might suddenly throw up, surely her worst nightmares couldn’t be coming true. She barely dared to breathe. “Sam? Is that you?” Sam stared straight forwards as her face heated up to the point she thought steam might come out of her ears. Maybe if she ignored the voice coming from the queue next to her it would all be alright, they’d go down the ride and disappear, Sam wouldn’t see them again. Unfortunately for Sam she wasn’t in control of where she was looking. Jade had heard Sam’s name being called out and turned to face the priority line. “It is you! Oh my… What are you doing like that? Is… Is that a diaper?” Sam was now looking across the small metal fence that separated the two queues straight at one of her friends from college. Tiffany had shared a house with Sam throughout the three years they had spent together and their parting had been quite emotional. It was a horrifying coincidence that she had chosen to go to the water park on the same day Jade had taken Sam. That coincidence was the last thing on Sam’s stunned mind though. Her friend looked very confused at why Sam, a usually independent young woman, was strapped to someone else’s chest. The diaper Sam was wearing felt more obvious than ever as it bulged against the swimsuit, the harness did little to hide what she was wearing. Tiffany was staring right at Sam’s waist. Tears filled Sam’s eyes as she struggled to come to terms with what was happening. The shameful secret she had prayed no one would find out was getting blasted into the open. “Hello, I’m Sam’s Mommy.” Jade said as she reached a hand out, “You know my baby?” “M-Mommy?” Tiffany frowned. As an almost automatic reaction her hand stretched out to shake Jade’s, “I don’t understand…” Sam wanted to die right there. She silently begged for a god, any god would do, to throw a lightning bolt down and strike her dead. Time seemed to have stopped. Tiffany was looking at Sam as if waiting for an answer but what on Earth could the little woman say? There was no explaining anything that was happening. To make matters worse Sam was hit with another cramp that had her tensed up and squirming in the harness. “Alright, step forwards please!” The park employee called as a log stopped at the top of the flume. It bobbed slightly in the shallow water at the top of the ride. Sam was turned to face forwards again but she could see Tiffany staring at her out of the corner of her eye. She wasn’t surprised with the picture she must’ve made. Jade stepped forwards and into the boat. They were right up at the front and, to Sam’s horror, Tiffany climbed into the seat right next to her. Sam whined in shame as tears trickled down her face. The boat shifted as more people got into the seats behind them. There was a lot of excited chatter but in the front seats there was nothing but silence. As awkward as this was for Sam, and no doubt Tiffany was feeling it as well, Jade seemed completely oblivious. “This will be fun, won’t it, baby?” Jade asked rhetorically. Both she and Sam were very aware that she wasn’t expecting any kind of response. “I still don’t…” Tiffany started. “Alright, are we all ready?” The employee asked to excited cheers from everyone except the front row, “OK. Five, four, three-…” With everyone expecting the countdown to go to zero there were screams of shock as whatever was holding the boat in place released. The log moved forwards surprisingly quickly for just a few feet before it plummeted down the steep decline. Sam screamed and as she did so she lost control of her body. Everyone in the boat screamed as they dropped at high speeds towards the water at the bottom. For nearly everyone in the boat the screaming was for fun as their hands flew up in the air and they felt the exhilarating acceleration and gravity. Sam felt her tummy get seemingly lifted up within her as they fell and her the pressure in her bowels seem to lessen. She knew it was only a temporary reprieve and she braced herself as they neared the bottom. The log hit the bottom of the ride and levelled out in next to no time at all. The gravity hit like a train and as it did so the pressure on Sam’s sphincter became overwhelming. Almost immediately her body let go and she felt poop rushing out of her body and into the swim diaper between her legs. She was still screaming from the ride as the mush in the back of her diaper immediately pressed against the back of the padding and spread all over her rear end. The screams turned to cheers and laughter as water splashed in great waves on both sides of them. Sam flinched and closed her eyes as she was freshly soaked. It was the least of her problems. As the ride slowed down in the water the excitement ebbed away. Sam felt herself squelching inside the harness and, very quickly, Tiffany’s attention was drawn back to her. When the ride finally came to a full stop everyone started to get off the ride. As Jade stood up Sam felt herself sinking into her mush, she hoped her cousin was going to walk away quickly but instead she lingered long enough for Tiffany to catch up. “Alright, I need to know-…” Tiffany started but then paused. Her face turned from confusion to disgust, “What is that smell!?” “I think that’s my baby.” Jade said. She sighed as if this was a situation she had forced to happen. “Oh my god. Sam?” Tiffany looked at Sam who was still helplessly harnessed to her cousin, “It isn’t… is it?” There was no way Sam could deny that she was the source of the smell. It must’ve been obvious to everyone. She couldn’t say anything, her throat felt like it was blocked from shame and her face was so red she thought she might collapse. It only became more obvious when Jade reached round to the bottom of the harness and pressed the padding up slightly. The squishiness of the disposable told the whole story. “Why don’t you come with me?” Jade suggested to Tiffany, “I can explain everything.” “OK… I guess…” Tiffany replied. Sam was lifted out of the harness and placed on the ground by another employee of the park. She noticed that that this young man was unable to hide his disgust at the smell coming from Sam’s backside. It wasn’t like she could blame him, she hated it as well. The harness was removed from Jade and Sam’s hand was taken. For once she might’ve actually appreciated being carried to avoid the mess in her pants spreading any further. It wasn’t her choice though. Jade started walking and Sam had to move her legs quickly to keep up. Each step smearing her messy accident further around her diaper area. She just felt grosser and grosser. Tiffany meanwhile was the other side of Jade and couldn’t stop staring at Sam, she was so focused on her small friend that she nearly walked into several people. “Ah, here we are.” Jade said as they approached a small building, “Come in here and it will all become clear.” Sam could see the bathrooms but, of course, it wasn’t to one of those that she was being taken. In the middle of the wall facing them, between doors to the men’s and ladies’ rooms was an opening for the “family room.” It was a room Sam was already well aware would have a diaper changing table. --- If you want to find out what happens next RIGHT NOW you can do so at the following links: https://reamstories.com/page/lpjgftb4y2/story/m7x7lotzmt/chapter/mcwgvkole6de6d17 https://subscribestar.adult/posts/1950526

Amelia and Catherine are heading out, which means a babysitter for Emily. The big baby is obviously nervous, but the babysitter has more in common with her than she thinks. --- Every update I post is available on my Ream and SubscribeStar pages one week before it is posted everywhere else. For $5 you can see everything I post before the rest of the diapered world. For $10 you can see every update early plus EVERY exclusive story I have written. That's 35 stories available ONLY on my subscription pages and nowhere else! I rely on my wonderful subscriber's support to be able to write like I do. Writing is my only income and the money I earn goes to help paying the bills, food and everything else my wife and I need. Everyone's support is HUGELY appreciated, without it I would have to find other work and I wouldn't be able to write nearly as much as I do, maybe at all. So thank you to everyone who checks out my subscriber pages and considers supporting me ❤️ https://reamstories.com/elfy https://subscribestar.adult/elfy --- “Catherine!” Amelia called out, “Could you get that. I’m a little busy here.” “Give me a second.” Catherine replied from the other room. Amelia continued with the diaper change as Catherine hurried past and down the stairs. Emily heard the door open and then a stranger’s voice. She shivered with anxiety as the final tape was placed on her diaper. “Who is she?” Emily asked nervously. “Don’t worry.” Amelia replied as she rubbed the side of Emily’s face, “She’s someone I know from years ago, since college in fact, and we’ve stayed in touch. She was more than happy to help.” Emily had a lot of questions but contented herself with silence. She was taped up in the fresh diaper and then helped off the table. The onesie was popped back together and Emily almost immediately started biting her nails with nerves. “Don’t suck your thumb, baby.” Amelia said, “Here, I have something for you.” Emily watched as Amelia went across the room to a drawer which stored a lot of spare diapers. She didn’t know what her wife was getting and, to be frank, she wasn’t thinking about it. Her attention was drawn much more by the conversation she could hear downstairs. Catherine could be heard clearly, alongside a voice Emily didn’t recognise at all. “Open up.” Amelia said. Emily was so used to following commands that her mouth opened her up almost immediately. She saw her wife’s hand coming towards your face and a second later plastic was hitting her upper and lower lips. A soft silicone rested on her tongue and it didn’t take Emily long to work out she had been given a pacifier. A trail of drool escaped the corner of her mouth as she pressed her tongue against the bulb that filled a surprising amount of her mouth. “Now that is adorable!” Amelia said with a big smile. Emily was pulled into a tight hug. She thought back to a matter of weeks ago where she would never have allowed herself to be in such a situation. She was blushing but didn’t think to take the pacifier out. There was one advantage to this new accessory though as it meant she wouldn’t be expected to say anything. “Right, no point wasting more time.” Amelia said as she took Emily’s hand. Amelia walked forwards and clearly expected Emily to follow. However, even though the idea of being disobedient worried her, Emily remained on the spot. Amelia turned around and looked at her. Looking at the ground Emily expected to be punished for not doing as she was told, a warning was the least she would get, surely. “I don’t want to go downstairs.” Emily said quietly around the pacifier bulb. Her voice was quiet and strangely muffled by the object in her mouth. “I know it’s scary.” Amelia said. She reached out and stroked Emily’s face, “But trust me, everything will be fine.” “But I look like…” Emily turned her head to the mirror in the corner of the room, “A baby…” Emily half-expected Amelia to try to say she was wrong. But that would have been a laughable argument to try and make. Emily was clearly diapered, wearing a onesie and had a pacifier in her mouth which she was busy drooling around. Instead, Amelia simply held her hand and stepped up next to her so she was appearing in the mirror as well. “I know.” Amelia said softly. She paused for a second, “Did you know it’s our anniversary today?” Emily’s eyes popped open. She wouldn’t have said that she forgot the anniversary, it was more that she didn’t really keep her attention on the date at all. Unfortunately, for Emily, this was nothing new. Before all this stuff had started Emily rarely remembered their special day, it was even less often that she did anything special for it. “It’s alright.” Amelia chuckled when she saw Emily’s panicky expression, “But, whilst I have a date tonight, I haven’t forgotten you.” “What do you mean?” Emily mumbled around the pacifier. “You’ll see.” Amelia’s eyes twinkled slightly as she smiled. Emily felt Amelia’s hands take hold of her face. Amelia looked so beautiful and Emily’s face was tilted so she was facing her. Amelia leaned in and kissed Emily on the lips. It was enough to make Emily melt like putty into her wife’s hands. The kiss was broken and Emily looked away feeling embarrassed for some reason. Emily felt herself blushing even harder but as Amelia squeezed her hand she started to follow her wife to the top of the stairs. Emily’s knees shook as they started walking downstairs. She sucked hard on the pacifier which she found slightly calming, it gave her something other than her current situation to think about. The closer they got to the living room the more she heard herself whining slightly. The door was opened and Emily was pulled forwards. She kept her face down as the conversation stopped and she felt all eyes turning towards her. The longer she waited for someone to speak the thicker her diaper felt, the more obvious her babyishness seemed to shine. “Davina, this is Emily.” Amelia said. “Hello Emily.” Davina said, “It’s nice to meet you.” Emily forced herself to look up. She had never seen Davina before and had no idea what she had in common with Amelia. She was sitting down but was clearly taller and stronger than any of the other women in the room. She had long platinum blonde hair and a gorgeous, almost model-like, face. She was smiling, it was clearly genuine and, to Emily’s surprise, she didn’t seem at all surprised by her appearance. “Say hello.” Amelia prompted Emily who was still staring. Not wanting to speak Emily raised a hand and gave a little wave before quickly looking back down. She was pretty sure she would’ve felt less exposed and vulnerable if she was completely naked. She heard Amelia chuckling beside her. “She’s shy.” Emily could hear Amelia’s grin through her tone of voice, “But don’t worry, she’s very friendly. I’m sure you’ll both get on swimmingly. You have a lot in common.” Amelia let go of Emily’s hand and the diapered woman immediately reached out to try and grab it again. She felt like she was being unmoored. That her last link with safety was being severed as Amelia walked over to the couch where Catherine was sat. “Ready?” Amelia asked her girlfriend. Emily looked up with panic in her eyes. They were really just going to leave her there right away. She didn’t know this woman! “I think so.” Catherine said. She wasn’t looking at Amelia though, she was looking at Emily, “Are you OK, Emily?” For the first time in weeks Emily thought about defying Amelia. She thought about leaping forwards and wrapping her arms around her, to beg her not to leave. The “B” word started circling around her head. She didn’t want to be a burden, she didn’t want to ruin a date between Catherine and Amelia, but she was so worried! “If you don’t want us to go out you can just say so.” Catherine said using her patented therapist voice. Emily saw Amelia’s face fall slightly. She clearly expected Emily to put a stop to everything and to mess up her night out. Even though she was scared, Emily hated to see her wife looking upset, she couldn’t make that happen. She reached up and pulled her pacifier out of her mouth. A long line of drool trailed between the pacifier’s bulb and her mouth. “I’ll be OK.” Emily practically whispered. She pushed the pacifier back in quickly, almost as if she was worried that if she left her mouth unfilled she would suddenly change her mind. “I’m sure we’ll be fine.” Davina said from the couch, “Enjoy yourselves.” Everyone said their goodbyes. Emily swallowed hard as Amelia and Catherine left the room and a second later walked out the front door. She couldn’t hear what was being said but Catherine seemed to be talking quite animatedly to Amelia about something. The door closed and silence fell. Emily continued to face the doorway. “It’s nice to meet you.” Davina said again. Emily remained silent though she did at least turn to face her babysitter. She wasn’t sure what to do. The playpen was right next to her but she felt embarrassed. This was the first person to see her like this outside of their little family. She wasn’t sure how this woman wasn’t just outright laughing at her. “You’ve got no reason to be nervous.” Davina said, “I’m ABDL too, it’s all cool with me.” ABDL? Emily wasn’t sure what Davina was talking about. Her tone was friendly though. Emily felt that she wasn’t under any threat, she didn’t think Amelia would leave her alone with a stranger if she wasn’t sure they would be safe. There was another awkward silence. Emily just didn’t know what to say to this person. “So, what do you do for fun?” Davina asked conversationally. “Pway.” Emily lisped around the pacifier. She blushed and pulled the soother out of her mouth, “Play.” “Cool!” Davina replied. She seemed delighted that Emily had responded at all, “What sort of games do you play?” Emily didn’t understand. Why wasn’t this woman making fun of her? Why was she acting like there wasn’t a fully grown woman in her mid-twenties in front of her dressed like a baby. Emily just vaguely pointed at the dolls she often created little stories with. Davina nodded her head. After a couple of seconds Emily stepped into the playpen and awkwardly sat down next to the dolls. Playing was something she had got used to in recent times but doing it in front of another person was hard even when that person was Amelia or Catherine yet alone a stranger. “What are their names?” Davina asked. “Huh?” Emily frowned. “Your dolls.” Davina nodded towards the small plastic figures. “Oh, erm, I don’t know…” Emily muttered around the pacifier. She pulled it out of her mouth, “I guess they don’t have names.” “No names!” Davina acted shocked, “But everybody needs a name!” Emily looked up at Davina. She couldn’t tell if she was making fun of her. She seemed genuine but she was talking to her as if she was the baby she looked like. Maybe she shouldn’t even fight it, after all she looked and sounded like one. No one seemed to expect her to do anything grown up, so why not just accept her place. Was that something she could do? Was it something she SHOULD do? She was supposed to be an adult. For the next little while Emily played with her dolls. At first, she was bashful and only doing it half-heartedly but Davina was very good at making it all feel almost normal. She asked questions about the stories Emily was acting out and even made suggestions to enhance the story. It wasn’t long until Emily was practically putting on a little show using the dolls as puppets. For a good twenty minutes Emily acted out a story in front of the woman who was quickly feeling like much less of a stranger. “That’s great.” Davina said with a little applause when one little scene finished, “But could you come over here for a minute?” “Hmm?” Emily muttered. Davina waved Emily forwards. She was standing outside the playpen patting the bars in front of her. Emily shuffled forwards on her knees and then stood up to waddle forwards. She wasn’t sure what the babysitter wanted but as soon as she was in front of the bars Davina reached down and cupped her hand underneath Emily’s diaper. Without thinking she spread her legs and pushed her crotch out a little in front of her. It was a well-practiced position for diaper checks. “Oh, baby, you’re very wet!” Davina said with a big smile. “I am?” Emily frowned. “You didn’t know?” Davina asked with raised eyebrows. Emily slowly shook her head. She had known she was wet from the way her diaper hung between her legs but she didn’t really remember peeing. It happened so often she had stopped paying attention to when she needed to go, but now that Davina had called attention to it, she could feel that her padding was indeed soaked. “We’ll have to get you changed.” Davina said as she pulled her hand back and walked around to the gate of the playpen. Emily felt her heart hammer a little faster. This woman was undoubtedly hot, she was like a bombshell as she held the gate open for Emily to come through. Emily had never been changed by someone other than Amelia or Catherine but this strange babysitter seemed not to have the slightest hesitation. Emily started slowly shuffling forwards. “Good girl.” Davina said. Emily felt that familiar swell of pride when she heard those magic words. She blushed, it was one thing responding to them when it was someone, she knew using them, it was something else altogether when it was a stranger. Especially one as pretty as Davina. She tried not to let it show how pleased she was by the compliment. --- If you enjoyed this and would like to see the next part of the story RIGHT NOW you can do so on my SubscribeStar and Ream pages: https://reamstories.com/page/lpjgftb4y2/story/m1cuafz5dm/chapter/mcr41ehi6ffa6738 https://subscribestar.adult/posts/1945715

Now in the water park, Sam wants to keep as low of a profile as possible. Something which may not be possible when a friendly park employee comes to help her "have fun." --- I am only able to devote as much time as I do to writing thanks to my wonderful subscribers. Writing is my only source of income and therefore I appreciate immensely everyone who supports me. For $5 you can see all of my story updates one week before the rest of the world. For $10 you get all the early stories PLUS 35+ EXCLUSIVE STORIES not available anywhere else AND early access "Livy's New Family: The Comic" Please check out the links below for more information, tiers, and rewards. https://reamstories.com/elfy https://subscribestar.adult/elfy --- In the queue Sam looked around. No one was batting an eyelid at her despite being carried around and so clearly diapered. As they reached the gate Jade handed over the entrance tickets they had bought in the car. Sam pouted as she noticed one of them was clearly a child’s pass. She almost wished SOMEONE would point out that Sam was actually in her twenties. “What do you want to do first?” Jade asked as they walked inside. “Go home.” Sam muttered as quietly as possible. Whether Jade heard her or not Sam didn’t know but she carried on walking regardless. Sam shifted awkwardly and felt the diaper underneath her childish swimming costume move with her. It may not have been quite as bulky as her usual padding but it was certainly just as loud. Sam was carried straight towards a paddling pool area and she whined. All around her were teenagers and young adults going to the bigger water slides whilst she was taken a play area for little kids. The small children’s area certainly had no expense spared. It didn’t lack for activities and there were a lot of small kids running around. Sam clutched Jade tighter, she didn’t want to be put down and have to “play.” It was bad enough at home yet alone doing it in public where so many people could see her. Unfortunately Sam didn’t get much say in what happened to her these days. The shallow water had a small ledge around the sides where a lot of the parents of children were sitting and watching their offspring having fun. Jade sat down along with them and had to practically peel Sam off her chest. The small woman was lowered into the water that went up to her knees. She immediately hugged her arms against her chest and looked around. She wanted to hide but there was nowhere to go. “Go on.” Jade said encouragingly, “Go and play.” “I don’t want to!” Sam hissed. “Well we aren’t leaving until I’m sure you’ve had fun.” Jade shrugged her shoulders. She leaned back with her hands propping her up. “But…” Sam pouted hard and turned away. Arguing was pointless. Walking was awkward when she was wearing thick padding between her legs and Sam was finding it even harder in the water. Her waddle was pronounced but she was far from the only one struggling. A lot of the small kids here were padded. She scanned the area trying to find a place where she might be able to hide until Jade got bored and took her home. The closest thing she could see was a small climbing area that had some staff members making sure no one hurt themselves. Maybe there was hidden area she could wedge herself in. Sam waded through the shallow water towards the play area trying to avoid getting too wet. She scowled whenever an overexcited child splashed past her. The scene at the climbing area was one of chaos. The children were running around, splashing each other and screaming noisily. It seemed like they were having the time of their lives but Sam wanted no part of it. This was a mistake and she was going to beat a hasty retreat. “Hello, my name’s Charlie.” Sam turned to see a young woman wearing a Big Splash Water Park uniform. She was smiling down at Sam with a friendly smile, “What’s yours?” “S-Sam…” Sam replied hesitantly. “That’s a very pretty name.” Charlie said. Her condescending voice was making Sam cringe in embarrassment. She crouched down in front of her, “Do you want to play with the others?” Sam quickly shook her head as her eyes went wide. She took a step to the side with the childish idea that she could hurry back to Jade for protection. The enthusiastic employee seemed to have other ideas though. “Your Mommy told me you were shy.” Charlie said with a toothy smile. Sam was left even more shocked. She looked past this woman at her cousin who was still perched at the edge of the pool talking to some of the other parents and drinking something with a long straw. When she saw Sam looking over she waved. “She also said you really like to have fun.” Charlie continued. It was clear she had no idea she was actually talking to a woman in her early twenties, “Is that right?” It was a stupid question, Sam thought, everyone liked having fun it was just that everyone’s idea of what was fun was different. For Sam being forced to “enjoy” the activities of a glorified paddling pool wasn’t fun at all. In fact it was very much the opposite. Charlie seemed to be taking the lack of an answer as further proof that Sam was just a very shy child. “Well, come with me.” Charlie said as she took Sam’s hand, “It’s not so scary.” “I don’t…” Sam started. Charlie stopped to look at her but she had stopped talking. Sam couldn’t say too much or she would let this woman know that she was actually an adult which would be even more humiliating than her current situation. She bit her lip. Her only option was to try and resist whilst also keeping up the charade that she was actually a kid. “I don’t wanna.” Sam said grumpily. “Oh, don’t worry, Sam.” Charlie said encouragingly, “Everyone’s really nice. You’ll see.” Sam was pulled towards the apparatus that seemed to draw the attention of all the small kids in the area. No amount of digging in her heels or pulling back seemed to be able to make Charlie slow down. Her feet simply slid along the bottom of the pool and she had to concentrate on not falling over. “It’s OK.” Charlie said cheerily, “I’ll stay with you.” Sam now felt like even more of a baby. Apparently she was now so little she needed a dedicated caretaker. She wondered if Jade had set this up ahead of time, she certainly had the money and connections to pay for such a thing. Whatever had happened it wasn’t helping Sam at that moment as she was led closer to a ladder leading up to a platform that had small slides and things coming off it. “Up you go.” Charlie said. Sam was feeling overwhelmed. There were little kids everywhere, she felt surrounded as if the children were a swarm of bees, she was doing her best to avoid them but by the time she was at the ladder she couldn’t help but rub shoulders with them. She tentatively placed her hands on the metal bars of the ladder. “That’s it. Well done!” Charlie praised Sam as if she was accomplishing a grand task. It was only embarrassing her even more. Sam climbed the short ladder. Even when standing on top of the platform she was still shorter than Charlie as the employee stood up and started encouraging Sam to cross a little bridge towards one of the slides. Charlie hurried around to the bottom and beckoned for Sam to go down. Sam could hear impatient children behind her. She looked back over to where Jade was sitting to see she was watching. Of course she was watching, she wouldn’t want to miss seeing Sam embarrassing herself. “Yes, Sam, Mommy’s watching.” Charlie said from the bottom of the slide, “Show her how brave you are!” Sam whined but there was no other way down from where she was other than the slide she was standing on the edge of. She slowly sat down and looked to the bottom where the plastic slippery surface disappeared underneath the shallow water. It was only a short way down. Even for Sam’s small stature it wasn’t particularly tall but that didn’t make it any more palatable. She sat down and put her hands on the sides. After a sigh of inevitability she scooted herself forwards. The water made the plastic even more slippery than she had been expecting and she slid down the plastic so fast that she let out a squeal of alarm. Her legs and arms flew arm as she rushed down towards Charlie. Sam splashed into the water and closed her eyes. She had done her best to avoid getting too wet but now the water had splashed up and all over her. From the top of her head down to the bottom of her feet she was soaked as she slid into Charlie’s arms. The properly sized woman was chuckling and congratulating Sam as she helped her out of the way so the other kids could use the slide. “Well done!” Charlie said as she led Sam away, “That looked like a lot of fun!” For Sam it had been anything but. If she had hoped that would be the end of it and she could go back to Jade she was left very disappointed. Charlie stayed with Sam and took her around various other activities in the water. The swim diaper swelled a little from the water but it was primarily made to let liquid through, it still grew in size and became somehow even more obvious. For a couple of hours Sam was forced to go around the baby area with Charlie. The whole time it was happening she just wanted to go back to Jade. She was aware she wouldn’t find any respite with her cousin but she still felt like safety. Sam was given the run around for most of the morning until she was finally brought back to Jade. She was tired out and soaking wet, the only thing propping her up was the knowledge that she would soon be heading home. “I hope she wasn’t too much trouble.” Jade said as Charlie approached. “She was good as gold.” Charlie replied. Sam glared at Jade but she still gratefully waded forwards to sit down next to her. She tuned out the short conversation Jade had with Charlie as she impatiently waited to be taken home. Another day and another humiliation she would have to one day explain to a therapist. Sam was picked up by her cousin and sat on her lap. Charlie waved goodbye to Sam one final time before finally retreating. “Did you have fun?” Jade asked once they were alone. “You know I didn’t!” Sam growled. “You looked like you did.” Jade countered. Sam knew that was an utter lie. She had done her best to look as annoyed and angry as possible the whole time. She didn’t want to argue though, she had another problem growing and it was something that hadn’t been an issue until that day. She needed to pee but the diaper she was wearing was not made to contain it. With a shudder she realised she had come very close to just letting go, she had become distressingly used to the disposables that were always taped around her waist. “Mommy, I need the bathroom.” Sam said quietly. She was sat in the water which submerged her waist and looked around nervously. “You’re wearing your diaper.” Jade replied simply. “I don’t think this thing is designed for pee.” Sam continued, “And it’s all swollen from the pool water.” “Then just go. No one will find out if you pee in the pool.” Jade said. “Gross…” Sam scrunched up her face. “Sweetie, you’re in a pool full of little children. Do you think they all run to the bathroom when they need to potty?” Jade asked with a smirk. Sam suddenly felt even more grossed out. Regardless of the disgusting stuff children did Sam wasn’t like them! She was an adult and perfectly capable of not urinating in the pool but now that she had mentioned it she was sure Jade was going to make it happen. She was pouting and in a fit of anger splashed her hands in the water. “Don’t have a tantrum, baby.” Jade said warningly. Sam was furious with her lack of say over anything in her life. No matter how much time she spent in this loathsome position she still couldn’t get used to having even her most basic decisions decided for her. She sighed and let shoulders slump, despite all her anger there was nothing she could do to change anything. Sam closed her eyes and did something she had become very used to since being put into diapers. Relaxing her muscles, Sam shuddered as she almost immediately started peeing into her diaper and the pool. “Still, we’ve got other things to do as well…” Jade said. “What do you… No!” Sam was still in the middle of going potty in the pool when Jade leaned forwards and put her hands underneath Sam’s armpits. Sam felt her feet leave the bottom of the pool and she flailed desperately to be put down. It was no use. Her cousin lifted her out of the water and amongst all the dripping of water there was a steady stream pouring out of the bottom of Sam’s diaper and into the pool. She tried to clamp down with her bladder muscles to stop the flow but it was no use, she just kept leaking. “Put me down! Put me down!” Sam desperately pleaded. Nearby people were looking over at all the commotion. Sam had no idea if they could tell that the liquid coming from the small woman wasn’t just water from the pool but to her it felt incredibly obvious. Jade giggled but did at least lower Sam back down. The water in the children’s pool had already been warm but now Sam could feel the rise in temperature, even that didn’t feel as hot as her face which was burning from embarrassment. “Finished?” Jade asked a few seconds later. Sam shamefully nodded her head and this time when she was lifted up she didn’t fight back. She wanted to be carried away from the pool as soon as possible. She welcomed being sat on Jade’s hip as it allowed her to hide her face as she was taken away. This water park now felt like yet another place she would never be able to show her face. --- If you want to find out what happens next RIGHT NOW you can do so at the following links: https://reamstories.com/page/lpjgftb4y2/story/m7x7lotzmt/chapter/mcn3yptjf6904e16 https://subscribestar.adult/posts/1938124

Kawaiiomo is known to be a troll (in a doing funny things way) It's almost certainly a joke... but you never know...

Emily is playing in the living room when a quite unexpected guest arrives... Though maybe "guest" is the wrong term. --- Every update I post is available on my Ream and SubscribeStar pages one week before it is posted everywhere else. For $5 you can see everything I post before the rest of the diapered world. For $10 you can see every update early plus EVERY exclusive story I have written. That's 35 stories available ONLY on my subscription pages and nowhere else! I rely on my wonderful subscriber's support to be able to write like I do. Writing is my only income and the money I earn goes to help paying the bills, food and everything else my wife and I need. Everyone's support is HUGELY appreciated, without it I would have to find other work and I wouldn't be able to write nearly as much as I do, maybe at all. So thank you to everyone who checks out my subscriber pages and considers supporting me ❤️ https://reamstories.com/elfy https://subscribestar.adult/elfy --- Emily sat in her playpen. She was surrounded by her toys whilst the television played a cartoon of some inoffensive cartoon people talking about morals. “Playing” was something Emily had become much better at in recent times. When you aren’t given an option to do anything else it becomes increasingly easy to lose yourself in childish games. That was the case for Emily who had created her own little soap opera with the various dolls scattered around her. She was just using a small finger-sized doll and a Barbie to enact a scene where one accused the other of cheating when the front door opened. This wasn’t unusual, Amelia had left the house somewhat excitedly a couple of hours previously. Emily was glad she was home though, the diaper between her legs was saturated and surely not far from leaking. “Mommy, I…” Emily started as she turned towards the living room doorway. It wasn’t Amelia looking back at her. It was Catherine. And Catherine was pulling a large suitcase behind her. Emily dropped the dolls and shifted on her knees to the bars of her clearly marked play area. “What’s going on?” Emily asked with a frown. “You didn’t tell her?” Catherine turned to the side and spoke to someone out of view with clear surprise. “Relax.” Amelia’s voice replied. A second later she appeared in the doorway weighed down by a couple of bags herself. She put down the bags and walked into the room, Emily could see Catherine looking apologetic behind her. “Are we going somewhere?” Emily asked in confusion. “No, baby, quite the opposite.” Amelia replied. She unhooked the latch on the playpen’s gate and let it swing open, “Come over here.” Emily, by that point, was used to following commands without question. Her purpose had been to be a good girl no matter what that entailed. She stood up on shaky legs, her wet diaper hanging underneath her very short yellow dress. She waddled around and when Amelia patted the couch next to her, she sat down. Emily looked from her wife to Catherine, who was still standing awkwardly in the doorway, and back again. Amelia pulled Emily close and put her arm around her shoulders. “You know that me and Catherine have been…” Amelia seemed to be weighing her words carefully, “Very good friends?” Emily nodded. It seemed liked an understatement. She had been aware that the two had been having sex for a while now. There was a time when that would have severely bothered her, now it just made her excited and caused her caged up princess parts pain. “Well, Catherine lives on the other side of town and it’s a pain for us to travel back and forth.” Amelia said, “So we thought “why not cut out all the travel?” Do you understand?” Emily did understand. The bags contained Catherine’s things. They weren’t going anywhere, in fact, the therapist was coming to live with them! “I’m… I’m sorry…” Catherine shook her head, “Amelia should’ve asked you first. I thought she had!” “It’s OK.” Emily said quietly. “I’ll go back home.” Catherine said as she started to pick up her suitcase, “This was a mistake. I’ll leave and we can all discuss this…” “It’s OK.” Emily said a little louder. Emily saw Catherine double-take before putting her bags back down. She was frowning. Emily couldn’t help but laugh, it seemed that even though Catherine clearly wanted this she was finding it hard to believe what Emily was saying. “What?” Catherine asked, “Emily, are you… are you sure?” Emily nodded. To be honest this was something that seemed inevitable sooner or later. Catherine was already coming over every other day, this step only made sense logistically. Emily bowed her head, she still felt embarrassed. She’d already given her tacit acceptance for her wife to essentially “cheat” on her and now she was inviting person who had replaced her to live under the same roof. Catherine glanced over at Amelia. She seemed more surprised than anything. She walked into the room slowly and after a few seconds sat down on the other side of Emily. The diapered woman could feel her wife hugging her closer to her side. “I want you to be absolutely sure.” Catherine said, “I’m not trying to replace you or anything.” “I understand.” Emily said. She was looking down to her bare feet, “I know Amelia loves me still, just in a different way. I see how happy you two make each other and I don’t want to get in the way of that.” Far from making Catherine happy, when Emily looked up at the therapist, she only saw a face of concern. Did Catherine not believe her? She would have to continue. She blushed a little, it now felt like she was trying to set the two of them up! “I know now that as an adult… I kind of sucked.” Emily continued, “I was selfish, angry, self-centred, and just plain unpleasant to be around. I couldn’t give Amelia what she needed so maybe it’s better this way. I’m just lucky you both want to keep me around.” Catherine looked more shocked than ever. Rather than having her fears assuaged it seemed she was more anxious than ever. Emily wasn’t sure what the therapist wanted of her. She just wanted to be a good girl no matter what that meant! “You see?” Amelia said as she leaned forwards to talk to Catherine, “She wants this just as much as we do. She’s a good girl.” Emily beamed as the magic words sent tingles down her spine. She saw Amelia wave for Catherine to slide closer until Emily was squeezed between the two other women. They turned sideways and leaned forwards against each other in a deep embrace that left Emily trapped between their breasts. The fatty orbs swung and moulded around her head and, as turned on as it made her, more than anything she felt thirsty. --- “Aw, you’ve become such a dribblepuss.” Amelia said as a tissue was wiped against the sides of Emily’s mouth, “Good girl.” In a strangely Pavlonian response the magic words made Emily drool just a little more. She wasn’t even really aware of it. There was a bib almost permanently tied around her neck and it was frequently streaked with her saliva. Emily was sat in her playpen. She didn’t have a great idea of how much time had passed but it felt like it had to be at least a couple of weeks. Everything was sort of blurring together for her. Every day was feeling mostly the same, it was a comfortable routine to be in. All her needs were taken care of and she didn’t really have to worry about anything. Emily’s days consisted of diaper changes, breast feedings, playing and nap times. There were very few moments where she was given the time or space to think about what she wanted to do so she just went with the flow. This was what she had always wanted, wasn’t it? To live with no responsibilities? Sure, this hadn’t been exactly what Emily had in mind at the start but she couldn’t deny that Amelia was giving her what she asked for. It wasn’t like Emily’s days were completely routine either. Sometimes something happened to break the comfortable monotony. For instance, it had only been a few days ago when Emily’s cage was unlocked for the first time in a long time. To start with she assumed it was just a cleaning as per usual. Amelia had started teasing her, rubbing her neglected princess parts, and calling her “good girl” among other affirmations. It wasn’t long until Emily was rolling around the changing mat and jerking her hips. She couldn’t even remember if she had got hard, but she did remember the sticky mess that dribbled out of her before the cage was locked back on. Emily absent-mindedly pawed at her diaper as she remembered that experience. There had been others and although they may not have happened as often as she would’ve wanted, she looked forward to them greatly. The anticipation seemed to make it feel even better. Catherine had seemingly settled in but often seemed to act a little weird. Emily could see the therapist watching her and even taking notes sometimes. Otherwise, she seemed to take a hands-off approach to Emily. After the incident in the office, she hadn’t changed any of Emily’s diapers, fed her or done anything else. It was all left for Amelia. Emily wiped her mouth with the long sleeve of her onesie. The cloth came away soaking wet from the fresh drool leaking from Emily’s mouth. The diapered woman ignored it and went back to playing with the dolls. Her video games may have been off-limits for quite a while now, which had provided quite a tantrum, but Emily was using the little dolls to try and recreate her games as much as possible. It wasn’t the same but at least this way she never lost. “Emily?” Catherine’s voice came from the doorway as she slowly walked in, “How are you doing?” “I’m OK.” Emily replied with a smile. “Are you sure?” Catherine asked. “Uh huh.” Emily really didn’t know why Catherine had been acting so strangely recently. Catherine looked like there was more on her mind but she didn’t say anything. A second later Amelia walked in and went straight up Catherine, they kissed passionately, though it seemed Amelia was the one much more in control. Emily watched from the playpen, the drool dripping down her front only partially due to the hot scene in front of her. “You should go and get dressed up.” Amelia said to Catherine as she pulled away. “Huh? Why?” Catherine asked. “We’ve got a date!” Amelia smiled. “We have?” Catherine frowned, “I don’t remember anything…” “Consider it a spur of the moment thing.” Amelia said, “I know you like to plan everything but sometimes a little spontaneity can be good.” “But… What about Emily?” Catherine asked. For one reason or another, in the last few weeks, Amelia and Catherine were very hesitant to leave Emily on her own. She knew how she looked and acted but they surely knew he was still an adult… didn’t they? “It’s OK, I’ve got a babysitter booked.” Amelia said. “A babysitter!?” Catherine and Emily repeated in astonishment. “Yes, so go upstairs and get ready, babe.” Amelia said as she rubbed Catherine’s arm. “But I…” Catherine started. “I’ll tell you more later.” Amelia conceded, “But the babysitter is coming in about fifteen minutes so you need to get ready.” “You haven’t given me much time!” Catherine shook her head and then after a protracted sigh and a look around the room she finally turned and left to go upstairs. For Emily, there were some feelings that she didn’t think she felt anymore coming to the surface. She had long grown to accept the way things were but this was the first time someone outside the little “family” unit was going to see her like this. It felt impossible that the way she lived would be exposed to someone else. She could just imagine the babysitter arriving expecting a small child and instead finding a fully grown adult. “Mommy… I don’t want a babysitter…” Emily said slowly. She didn’t like not being compliant, it risked being called a bad girl, something she was desperate to avoid, “I can just stay here by myself until you come back.” “It’s already sorted. The babysitter will be here in no time.” Amelia replied. When Emily was still clearly looking unsure, she continued, “She already knows about your situation.” She? For some reason that made Emily feel even more embarrassed about what was to come. She’d already pushed her luck in talking back and questioning her Mommy though. There was a small silence as Emily was lost in thought. What on earth would this stranger think of her? “C-Could you change me before she gets here?” Emily asked quietly. “I think we’ve got time for that.” Amelia said as she quickly checked her phone, “We’ll have to hurry though.” Emily stood up but although she could physically get out of the playpen herself, she still waited for Amelia to open the gate for her. Emily followed her Mommy up the stairs and through to her bedroom. She climbed up on to the changing table and laid down for the latest in a never-ending number of diaper changes. Through the thin wall she could hear Catherine getting ready. “Where are you going?” Emily asked conversationally. The diaper between her legs was opened and the cleaning started. “Just out for a meal.” Amelia replied with a smile, “I’ll see if I can bring something home for you. You’ll have to have it for lunch tomorrow, I imagine you’ll be in your crib before we get back.” Emily lifted her butt and allowed the saturated diaper to be pulled out from underneath her. When she lowered back down it was on to a clean and dry disposable. Just as Amelia was about to pull the front of the padding up between Emily’s legs the doorbell downstairs went off. Amelia froze for a moment holding the diaper over Emily’s princess parts. Emily was glad this was the case as the shock of the doorbell had caused her to squirt out some urine. --- If you enjoyed this and would like to see the next part of the story RIGHT NOW you can do so on my SubscribeStar and Ream pages: https://reamstories.com/page/lpjgftb4y2/story/m1cuafz5dm/chapter/mchfqd7xe6106437 https://subscribestar.adult/posts/1933043

Acid reflux is horrible. If it affects you most in your sleep I suggest trying out a wedge pillow. They've done a lot to help with my problems.

As the monotony of her new life sets in, Sam is suddenly broken out of her slump. She soon wishes to be right back in it again. --- I am only able to devote as much time as I do to writing thanks to my wonderful subscribers. Writing is my only source of income and therefore I appreciate immensely everyone who supports me. For $5 you can see all of my story updates one week before the rest of the world. For $10 you get all the early stories PLUS 35+ EXCLUSIVE STORIES not available anywhere else AND early access "Livy's New Family: The Comic" Please check out the links below for more information, tiers, and rewards. https://reamstories.com/elfy https://subscribestar.adult/elfy --- Day after day the monotony continued. To Sam it felt like every passing minute was an hour with the only things to punctuate her time being frequent humiliations. The diaper changes never got easier, neither did the feedings, bathing or any of the other activities Jade had taken control of. Each morning Sam woke up with the hope that Jade would be bored of this extended punishment and would let her be an adult again, she was always disappointed. In fact, far from looking like this enforced babyhood was going to end any time soon Sam noticed more and more baby clothes appearing in her closet and more toys in her playpen. It had now been more than a week since Sam had used the toilet. Whenever she thought about that she felt very strange, it wasn’t something she had ever considered possible. Why would she? Everyone uses it toilets and barely gives it a second thought, for her it felt like a thing of the past. In consequence of not using the toilet Sam had found using her diapers increasingly easy. She didn’t really need to concentrate to wet herself anymore. When she felt the urge her first reaction was to just let it go no matter where she was or what she was doing. Pooping still required some thought and effort on her part but, as humiliating as it was, it no longer felt Earth-shattering. It was something she had to do, so she did it. Sam had been taken to another ballet lesson and there was the promise of more to come in the future. That was as embarrassing as ever. Being the only person there who was diapered was bad enough but now everyone else had witnessed her using the diaper, she saw the their condescending looks. Sam found herself feeling smaller and smaller, she was much older than the kids and yet she felt younger. Sam felt like her brain might be melting. She was zoned out in front of the television as it played repetitive episodes of children’s television. No, not children’s television, these shows were meant exclusively for babies. She was sat in her playpen and drooling slightly around the bulb of the pacifier pressed between her lips. There was a comfort in sucking on the mouth-filling teat, she wasn’t sure why but when she was feeling particularly anxious about the situation she found it helped, at least a little bit. When the door opened Sam looked up from the toys she had been playing with to see Jade dressed in some loose-fitting flowery clothes. She was smiling down at Sam and walked around the playpen to turn off the TV. “I have a special treat planned for you.” Jade said as she walked back round to the gate and unhooked the latch. Since the last “special treat” had been the humiliating ballet lessons Sam wasn’t exactly thrilled by the idea. She pulled her knees up to her chest and shook her head to indicate she didn’t want to go anywhere. Her diaper was soaked and moving as she had done just reminded her of that fact, she was likely overdue for a change regardless. “You’ve been such a good girl recently.” Jade said, “You don’t want to mess it all up now, do you?” Sam had indeed been a “good girl.” After having to sit in her poopy diaper on the way home from her first ballet lesson she had decided not to test Jade again. A part of her hoped that if she showed that her behaviour had improved she might be released from the hell she had been stuck in. So far there had been no signs of Jade relenting. “What’s going on?” Sam asked timidly as she stood up as slowly as she could get away with. It was a question she asked whenever her schedule deviated from the norm because it usually meant only bad things. “We’re going to have a day out.” Jade said happily. “I don’t want to.” Sam replied immediately. She didn’t stop walking forwards though. What she wanted wasn’t really relevant. When Sam reached the gate she saw Jade reaching down towards her. She automatically separated her legs a little and pushed her crotch out in front of her. It was the default pose for a diaper check and after a week of them it came naturally to her as much as she wish it didn’t. She waited for Jade’s hand to slip under her onesie and find the warm spongy diaper underneath. Jade didn’t say anything as she withdrew her hand. She simply lifted Sam into the air and sat her on her hip. Sam was carried up to the nursery past the various members of staff going about their duties, no one really batted an eye towards her these days, it had become normalised to have a “baby” in the house. “Can’t we just stay here?” Sam asked hopefully as the snaps on her onesie were undone, “Mommy?” “You’ll enjoy it when you get there.” Jade said as she lifted Sam up to the changing table and laid her down, “Just like your dancing.” “I hate the dancing!” Sam exclaimed. “Silly baby.” Jade smiled, “Stop being so fussy.” It was impossible to reason with Jade. Sam was seen as nothing more than a useless baby and there was nothing that would change that. At first it had seemed Jade had still thought of Sam as an adult even as she was treating her like a child, now she acted as if things had always been this way. It was very scary for Sam who was completely powerless. Sam’s wet diaper was lowered and she was wiped clean with little fuss. She hadn’t thought it possible but she was actually getting used to having her diaper changed. It was still embarrassing but it wasn’t the world ending event it felt like beforehand. She wasn’t sure if getting used to this treatment was a good thing, she still harboured hopes that this would end sooner rather than later. Taped into a fresh disposable diaper Sam sat up and immediately noticed something was different. This diaper wasn’t like her usual ones, it seemed somehow thinner. She looked down and saw the pictures on the front were different as well. This one had two mermaids with their hair flowing around them waving with big smiles. Sam watched as Jade retrieved something from her drawers. Rather than going to one of the top drawers where a lot of her casual clothes were kept she went to the bottom drawer, a place that Sam hadn’t seen being opened since she’d had her adulthood taken away. She didn’t have to wait long to find out what Jade was bringing over. At first Sam thought it was another tutu but she soon realised it wasn’t. The skin tight one piece bathing suit was a baby blue with white polka dots and on the front in a particularly large white circle the words “Mummy’s Little Swimmer” was printed and surrounded by things found in the sea, Sam’s eyes were immediately drawn to the starfish below the words. “Alright, point your little toes so we can get you ready.” Jade said cheerfully. Unsure of what was happening Sam did as she was told and her legs were put through the holes at the bottom of the suit. The elastic stretched as it was pulled up over her thighs and finally it expanded to contain the diaper. Sam was disappointed to find that the ruffled leg bands of the padding weren’t covered by the swimming costume. The diaper, despite being thinner than her usual ones, was still thick enough to be obvious to anyone who looked her way. The crotch and rear of the bathing suit bulged out in front and behind her. “Where are we going?” Sam asked fearfully as the straps for her arms were pulled up and over shoulders. She could guess it would involve swimming but beyond that she was still in the dark. It was like wearing a second skin but it fit perfectly. Sam was lifted down from the changing table and as she took a few steps she found that the costume was doing nothing for the crinkles coming from her waist. Her waddle was as pronounced as ever. Jade ignored Sam’s question. Instead she produced a short skirt and a loose shirt that went over the top of Sam’s swimming costume. Now fully dressed Sam was picked up and carried downstairs. The new clothing felt weird, like wearing a particularly tight onesie underneath her clothes. “Anthony, could you come over here and help the baby with her shoes?” Jade called to the nearby room where a young butler emerged. “Of course, Ma’am.” Anthony replied. Jade left Sam at the stairs. Sam always hated when she was passed over to one of the hired help to be looked after. It was a reminder how odd this all was, they never failed to have a look on their face to remind Sam how strange the situation was. Anthony looked smugly condescending but other members of staff went with disgust, confusion and even sadness. None of them helped. Sam felt like she had to say something, she didn’t often get much chance to talk to people outside her cousin’s presence. “H-Hey…” Sam tried with a hesitantly friendly smile. Anthony didn’t reply but he did smile a little more. Sam couldn’t work out whether he might be on her side or not. With a start she noticed that he was young enough to have been in the same class as her, fortunately she didn’t recognise him but the difference in status was extremely pronounced. “I… I was just wondering if Mommy had said anything about things going back to normal…” Sam asked. Anthony snorted in derision. It was only after she had finished talking that Sam realised she had referred to Jade as Mommy. It was a title she had grown used to using for her cousin much to her embarrassment. “No.” Anthony finally said, “Your “Mommy” hasn’t said anything to us.” Sam nodded sadly. She wondered what the staff said when they undoubtedly talked about her outside of her presence. Were they like Jade? Did they just see as nothing more than a useless baby now? Sam’s shoes were slipped on her feet and the Velcro fastened just in time for Jade to return. She had a bag slung over her shoulder, Sam recognised it as her diaper bag. It was packed with supplies for a day out. Whatever was going to happen this wasn’t going to be a short trip out, Sam’s heart sank. “Alright, let’s go.” Jade said as she lifted Sam into the air. Sam was taken out to the car and placed in her booster seat. Whilst still questioning where she was being taken the car started making its way down the driveway and out on the street beyond. Sam played with her fingers nervously as she stretched to look out the window looking for any clues. They weren’t going towards the place Sam danced that was for sure. The car went out of town and on to the highway. Sam was about to try and ask for more information again when she saw a signpost. The car then turned off at the next exit, another sign loomed in front of them. A shiver of fear ran down Sam’s spine. “Big Splash Water Park …” Sam said as she read the sign. She turned to look at Jade, “We’re not going there, right?” Jade said nothing which was as good as a confirmation for Sam. She let out a little whine. There were going to be so many people around and she was so obviously diapered. She was starting to feel embarrassed and they hadn’t even arrived yet. Jade turned the car towards a queue for the parking lot and Sam ducked her head in shame as her “Mommy” bought their tickets. “Not here…” Sam whined as the car pulled into an empty space and Jade got out, “There’s too many people!” Indeed it seemed like a very busy day. The parking lot was huge and mostly full of cars. The door next to Sam opened and she immediately heard the excited chatter of families on their way into the park as well as the splashing of people on the rides inside. The straps on Sam’s seat slackened but she resisted being lifted out. “Do you want a spanking right here?” Jade asked seriously after Sam slapped her hand away. Sam quickly shook her head. There was very little doubt in her mind that Jade would indeed spank her right there and then. Her resistance fell away and she allowed Jade to pick her up. The really crazy thing was that Sam was desperate not to be seen as a baby but when she was around other people she didn’t want anyone to know she was an adult. It would just be too humiliating. “So you’re going to be a good girl for Mommy?” Jade asked as her hand patted Sam’s butt. “Yes…” Sam grudgingly said. She tried to hide her face against Jade’s shoulder. “Yes?” Jade waited. “Yes, Mommy…” Sam muttered with a sigh. “Such a good girl.” Jade chuckled. Sam was carried away from the car and towards the entrance where so many people were heading. She was trembling, whenever she was brave enough to lift her head she saw everyone else excitedly heading in, she wished she could feel the same way. Back before she had been forced to move in with Jade she had enjoyed all sorts of theme parks, she hadn’t visited this particular one but she’d wanted to. She never thought it would be under circumstances like these. --- If you want to find out what happens next RIGHT NOW you can do so at the following links: https://reamstories.com/page/lpjgftb4y2/story/m7x7lotzmt/chapter/mccxem59lrMb15 https://subscribestar.adult/posts/1926878

Emily heads to therapy in a very different mood than usual. Not even a very unfortunate incident can completely deflate her. --- Every update I post is available on my Ream and SubscribeStar pages one week before it is posted everywhere else. For $5 you can see everything I post before the rest of the diapered world. For $10 you can see every update early plus EVERY exclusive story I have written. That's 35 stories available ONLY on my subscription pages and nowhere else! I rely on my wonderful subscriber's support to be able to write like I do. Writing is my only income and the money I earn goes to help paying the bills, food and everything else my wife and I need. Everyone's support is HUGELY appreciated, without it I would have to find other work and I wouldn't be able to write nearly as much as I do, maybe at all. So thank you to everyone who checks out my subscriber pages and considers supporting me ❤️ https://reamstories.com/elfy https://subscribestar.adult/elfy --- Emily practically bounced into therapy. She had a smile on her face and a pep in her step, she hadn’t felt this happy since she had first started having bladder problems. She actually couldn’t wait to get into Catherine’s office for once. When the door to Catherine’s office opened Emily stood straight up. It looked like she caught her therapist by surprise with the eagerness with which she walked into the room. She strode in and then turned to watch Catherine close the door behind her. “Hello, Emily, you se-… Oh!” Catherine was suddenly stopped as Emily wrapped her in a tight hug. Emily didn’t care that the thick diaper she was wearing was pressed against Catherine’s legs. She didn’t even care that in such close proximity there was no way the therapist could miss the crinkles coming from her waist. When Emily pulled away, she could see that Catherine was almost too shocked to respond. “Thank you!” Emily said cheerfully. “Huh?” Catherine mumbled. Emily walked further into the room and saw the toys on the floor. Without hesitation she stripped off her skirt to reveal the bottom of the onesie she was wearing underneath. Her blouse followed until the onesie was the only thing covering her diaper. It was a lime green colour with white borders and on the front it read “Mummy’s Angel” in baby block style letters. It was the first time Emily had worn and “little” clothes to therapy. Emily wasted no time opening up the colouring book and playing. She saw Catherine’s feet come round the couch. The therapist remained standing for a few seconds before sitting down in her usual seat. Emily looked up at her and smiled. “You seem very chipper today.” Catherine said. Her voice was almost suspicious. “Uh huh.” Emily replied. “Why’s that?” Catherine, who was much more used to the dour and quiet Emily asked. Why was Emily in such a good mood? Well, it felt like everything had changed for her and it was all because of Catherine. After their last session where Catherine suggested that Emily try to be “good” things had improved dramatically. Emily hadn’t been spanked or punished in a week, instead she was getting plenty of praise and rewards. The more Amelia called her a good girl the better she felt. Each time those magic words left Amelia’s lips Emily stirred within her cage. Whilst the orgasm on the changing table had been the first in a long time, it hadn’t been the last. Emily relayed all this to Catherine, though she omitted the sexual elements, and remarked about how much it seemed to have improved things. Catherine seemed relieved and pleased that the situation had stabilised. However, Emily could see there was a part of Catherine that was a little concerned. “What’s wrong?” Emily asked as she put down the crayon she was using to colour a picture of a mermaid. “Nothing’s wrong.” Catherine said with a small smile, “That’s an interesting outfit you’re wearing.” “Mommy chose it.” Emily replied quite happily. Emily had quickly gone back to colouring so she missed Catherine’s eyes nearly bulging out of her head. It had indeed been a quick turnaround in her personality. It felt like she had a new lease on life despite all the limitations on it. There was a part of her that was worried about it as well. She wasn’t used to feeling so good about herself, she worried this was some sort of manic phase and that it could come crashing down at any moment. Emily assumed that was what Catherine was concerned about as well. Emily was OK though. What she had proven in the last week was that she wasn’t a burden and Amelia had noticed it. After all, a burden wouldn’t be called a good girl as often as she had been. A burden wouldn’t have had all the nice rewards Emily had been given. Catherine started asking more details and taking notes. Emily told her about how she was doing everything Amelia said without question and how her wife appreciated and rewarded that behaviour. She described how she felt like she had found her place in the world. Emily could see that Catherine still didn’t fully understand. That was alright, she was aware that it was a strange situation, it just happened to be one that worked for her. As she talked, she played with a couple of small dolls, undressing and re-dressing in different outfits. She was aware she was being more open than usual. Maybe it was just because she was in a good mood, but she had been feeling that way for days now. “And you’re happy with everything?” Catherine asked, “I have to say it seems you’ve had quite a turnaround in attitude. Was there anything in particular that caused that?” Emily remained quiet. Whilst she was being very open and was aware of the sexual relationship between her therapist and her wife, she didn’t really want to say that what had really changed her attitude was Amelia fingering her ass until she exploded. She just shrugged her shoulders. Fortunately, Catherine didn’t ask more questions on that subject. “Out of interest, what seems to get you praised as a “good girl” exactly?” Catherine asked. “Using my diapers, playing quietly, following rules, doing what Amelia tells me…” Emily said and trailed off as she tried to think if there was anything else. “So… acting like a baby?” Catherine pushed. Emily opened her mouth to refute that claim but, after thinking about it for a second, she realised Catherine was right. She got praise for acting like a baby, she was punished when she didn’t. She had long felt like a baby with the diapers and everything else that Amelia had brought into their relationship but it wasn’t often she heard someone else say it. Suddenly she felt a little less happy that she had been good. “It’s OK.” Catherine said when Emily hadn’t responded for a few seconds, “We’ll move on. How has your anxiety been?” The session went back to normal after that. Emily was happy to get away from the “baby” topic and focus on her mental health which she thought had improved a lot recently. Indeed, Catherine seemed pleased by the progress she had made and the more she talked about it the more her look of concern was replaced by a smile. “I’m afraid that’s all we have time for.” Catherine said after a little while, “but I’m pleased that you seem happier.” “Me too.” Emily said with a little smile. Standing up with a flurry of crinkles, Emily took one step towards her clothes and froze. Her tummy muscles were pushing down and she could feel a warm and sticky mass spreading over her rear end. She stared in ahead in shock. She hadn’t even realised she needed to poop. It had simply happened too rapidly to react to. “Emily? Is everything OK?” Catherine asked. Emily was still staring off into the middle distance. She held her breath and bent over slightly as she pushed down. The sticky patch grew. She could feel the back of the diaper bulging out under her onesie, the lump growing bigger until she finally felt empty. Almost immediately upon finishing she started wetting herself as well. This was far from the first time she had messed herself, of course, but it was the first time it had happened without her having any warning. As she slowly straightened up again, she remembered where she was. She was about to continue leaving when she felt a hand on her backside. Emily let out a little gasp as the stinky waste pressing against her backside was pressed a little closer to her skin. “Did you know you needed to go?” Catherine asked quietly. Emily shook her head. It didn’t seem like a therapeutic question; she wondered if it was borne entirely from morbid curiosity. She stepped away from Catherine and started picking up her clothes. She suddenly wanted to get out of the office as soon as possible. She felt ashamed. “Emily.” Catherine said with a little more authority than the messy woman was used to, “Get dressed before leaving.” Emily looked around. In her haste to get out of Catherine’s office, where all she could think about was running back to her Mommy and the car, she had nearly walked out of the private room in nothing but her onesie and soiled diaper. She stopped and started to pull her skirt on. However, once it was halfway up her legs she stopped. A strange calmness entered her and she turned back to Catherine. Red in the face and feeling embarrassed, Emily wasn’t sure what had come over her. “Do… Do you want to change me?” Emily asked her therapist. Emily could immediately see that Catherine was shocked. The therapist had seen Emily being changed, in fact she’d seen plenty of embarrassing moments for Emily, but she’d never been directly involved. But if Catherine was sleeping with Amelia, and Amelia was Emily’s Mommy… Didn’t it stand to reason that Catherine should be looking after her as well? She was only a baby after all. Catherine had said as much herself. “I, erm… Well, I…” Catherine stuttered. Emily didn’t remember ever seeing her so nervous before. Certainly not in a professional setting. “It’s OK.” Emily said as she pulled her skirt up, “Mommy can do it in the car, it’s just a bit more awkward.” Emily’s words seemed to strike a chord with Catherine. The diapered woman was just picking up her bag and reaching out for the door when she was stopped. “Wait.” Catherine said. Emily turned and looked at her wife’s lover. She seemed to be about to say something that was clearly against her better judgment, “Come here.” Emily was now growing used to doing as she was told without questioning. She walked across the room back to the area where she had sat on the floor playing. Catherine seemed to still be having second thoughts. Emily was sure that there was nothing in the therapist’s handbook that mentioned changing your client’s diapers. “Do you… have everything you need?” Catherine asked as she gestured to the bag in Emily’s hands. “Yes.” Emily replied. She knew the therapist meant everything needed for a diaper change. Catherine looked around and took a deep slow breath. Using her feet she nudged some of the toys to the side to create a space on the floor. Emily found Catherine’s obvious nervousness kind of cute, it felt like a strange reversal of roles, in that room it was almost always Emily feeling anxious and pushing her boundaries of comfort. Emily opened her bag and handed it to Catherine. As she looked through the changing supplies, Emily wondered if Catherine had ever changed a diaper before, even one on a baby. As Catherine pulled out the changing mat, now slightly stained after continuous use, and laid it on the floor Emily started taking her skirt off again. “Have you changed a diaper before?” Emily asked. Catherine dropped the bag and seemed to go quite red in the face. It was not the reaction Emily had been expecting to such an innocent question. If Catherine had such a problem with doing this, she shouldn’t have stopped her from leaving the room just previously. “A…A couple of times…” Catherine stuttered, “Why? What have you heard?” “Nothing.” Emily frowned with confusion, “I was just curious.” Catherine gave Emily a long searching look before continuing to get things ready. With the mat on the floor out came the diaper, wipes, and powder which Catherine placed to the side. Emily could now tell that her therapist was experienced, she knew just what she was doing and had a very similar technique to Amelia in the order she was doing everything. Emily unsnapped her onesie and lifted it over her head revealing that she hadn’t been wearing a bra and leaving her naked except for the bulging disposable. “OK, if you want to lay down.” Catherine said, “I really shouldn’t be doing this. If it was anyone else…” “But it’s me.” Emily gave Catherine a little smile as she laid down. She did her best to avoid sitting on the heavy weight in the back of her diaper though it was impossible to entirely avoid making a mess. Emily laid back with her feet on the floor and her knees spread. The tapes on her diaper were torn off and the front was lowered. The stink got worse but Emily barely noticed it these days. Catherine certainly did though as she turned her face away. She soon regained her composure and got to the slow and laborious work. Emily waited and enjoyed the cool wipes that were rubbed against her skin. The poop hadn’t been left long enough to get uncomfortable but it still felt wonderful to feel it get removed. She wondered what Catherine must’ve been thinking, she surely had never had a patient on the floor of her office like this. Despite that, she was doing a great job and Emily wondered idly how much practice she’d had. After a couple of minutes, the messy diaper was balled up and pushed to the side. Emily sighed as she felt the fresh diaper get slipped underneath her. Few things felt as nice as a new disposable after spending time in wet or messy ones. A sprinkling of powder had Sam smelling like a baby before the front was pulled up between her legs and taped closed. Considering Catherine’s professed lack of experience, she had done a very good and efficient job. “Is that alright?” Catherine asked nervously. “Yeah, seems perfect.” Emily replied as she sat up. Emily stood and before she could start getting herself dressed Catherine was snapping the onesie back together. She finished pulling on her clothes to find Catherine handing her the used diaper like a particularly stinky parcel delivery. “You’ll need to take this with you.” Catherine said before retreating to the windows, “And I’ll need to air the room out a bit.” --- If you enjoyed this and would like to see the next part of the story RIGHT NOW you can do so on my SubscribeStar and Ream pages: https://reamstories.com/page/lpjgftb4y2/story/m1cuafz5dm/chapter/mc7izq6oMNpa36 https://subscribestar.adult/posts/1922700

Sam is in a very tricky position at her dancing class. Can she get through it without embarrassing herself? --- I am only able to devote as much time as I do to writing thanks to my wonderful subscribers. Writing is my only source of income and therefore I appreciate immensely everyone who supports me. For $5 you can see all of my story updates one week before the rest of the world. For $10 you get all the early stories PLUS 35+ EXCLUSIVE STORIES not available anywhere else AND early access "Livy's New Family: The Comic" Please check out the links below for more information, tiers, and rewards. https://reamstories.com/elfy https://subscribestar.adult/elfy --- “Sam?” Fiona asked, “Is there something you wanted?” “No…” Sam finally said as she ducked her head. “OK, then please continue.” Fiona instructed as she went to the back of the line to start correcting technique. Sam whined as she lowered herself down again. Every inch seemed to test her control that little bit more. It was as if every extra inch her legs were parted her body was trying to pull the muscles holding in her waste apart. Her knees shook as she tensed every muscle she had. Somehow straightening back up was even worse than the way down. She had to push with the very muscles she was trying to keep from releasing. She whimpered as she stood back up. For a second she thought she had failed to hold everything in and she felt a wave of panic starting in her centre and spreading out. Despite the desperation she had managed to retain control… just. “That’s a little better, Sam, let me help you.” Fiona had reached her and stopped. Sam really didn’t want the extra assistance but the instructor was already “helping.” She told Sam to sink down, as she did so Fiona’s hands were on her belly and back. As she lowered herself down Sam felt some gas escape into her diaper, it was almost an invitation for more to follow but she was able to hold back even if she could almost literally feel something solid poking at her exit hole. “And hold it.” Fiona said. She reached forwards to move Sam’s knees a little further apart. Sam whined. Her legs shook and she could feel sweat building on her forehead which had nothing to do with the position she was in. Millimetre by millimetre she could feel her sphincter slipping, no matter how hard she clenched she was losing control. “And up. Slowly, Sam, slowly…” Fiona said as she slowly pushed herself upright. Sam closed her eyes tightly as she stood back up. It was even worse going up than it had been on the way down. Her muscles pushed and without any conscious thought she felt a small lump slip out of her body and into the diaper. She froze in horror. It was only a very small accident but it was an accident nonetheless. “Very good.” Fiona said, “Keep going.” If Sam hoped that her small accident would make it easier for her to hold on afterwards she was quickly proven wrong. She attempted another squat and felt the pressure on her rear end increasing even more. It was as if by pooping out that one small turd her body had realised it was alright to let go when her brain felt it very much wasn’t. In desperation Sam relaxed her bladder. Her hope was that by peeing she might reduce some of the pressure she felt in her gut. She shivered slightly as the warmth streamed out of her and into the waiting padding. She felt like the force of her urine was audible and looked around somewhat surprised no one else seemed to hear it. The heat spread between her legs and the diaper swelled up just that little bit more. She had already been waddling but now it would be even worse. Mercifully the squatting exercise came to an end. Sam was wracked with cramps but she had held on. It seemed like the end of the lesson was coming, all she had to do was get back to the car. At least if she filled her diaper there it would be in private, a small mercy but at that moment it felt like it would’ve been a major victory. “OK, warm down time.” Fiona said, “Free exercise for five minutes whilst I speak to your Mommies and Daddies.” This was clearly something the kids had been looking forwards to as they broke away from the bar and started running around. Sam, who was barely taller than some of the girls and boys was just trying to stay out of the way. She saw Jade standing on the far side of the room gathering her things. Despite all the humiliation Sam felt some satisfaction that it seemed like she had “beaten” her cousin. Despite everything she had maintained her dignity. Sam started waddling across the dance area. Her legs were almost comically far apart by then but she was still able to smile. She saw Jade looking rather annoyed as she grabbed her jacket but when she looked back at Sam her eyes suddenly opened wide. Sam heard footsteps behind her but before she could look back she was clattered into. With a squeal Sam was practically launched forwards as her arms and legs flailed. Before she even hit the ground she had lost control of her bowels. As she stumbled forwards she could feel the back of her padding filling up and pushing out against her tutu as mushy poop forced its way out uncontrollably. Sam thought she was going to hit the ground but instead Jade had stepped forwards and caught her before she could go down. It didn’t matter though. For Sam the damage had already been done. The skin-tight clothing did a decent job of keeping the smell in but it was still obvious to anyone near her that she had soiled herself. “Oh, baby, are you OK?” Jade asked. Sam’s bottom lip trembled. Not from the pain of being bundled into the way she had been but because of the humiliation and defeat. She looked up at Jade to see she was trying, and failing to suppress a smirk. Despite everything Sam had still lost the battle. The stinky load in the back of her disposable was held close to her skin and had already spread over quite a bit of her diaper area. “Billy! You need to watch where you’re going.” A woman admonished a young boy. Sam turned to see the boy being led towards her with a rather angry looking parent. She assumed an apology was coming but Sam wished they could just skip it. All she wanted was to leave and go home before anyone discovered what she had done. “Billy, what do you say to the poor little girl?” The mother said as she practically pulled her reluctant looking son to stand just in front of Sam. “Sorry…” Billy muttered as he looked at the floor. “I’m really sorry.” Billy’s mom was talking to Jade, “I keep telling him to be careful but you know what they’re like.” As the adult discussed them Sam saw Billy frown. He looked up from the floor to stare at the diaper barely hidden by the frilly tutu. It seemed like something clicked and he smelled the stinky result of Sam’s failure. His eyes shot up to look at Sam with disgust and he pulled back. As he was led away he comically pinched his nose. It was the cherry on top of Sam’s humiliation cake. She couldn’t hold back the tears anymore and she started to sob and cry. It was all so unfair. She was an adult just like Jade, Fiona and Billy’s mom but instead of being given that respect she was looked down on like some useless baby. With her full diaper she felt like a baby as well. “It’s OK, sweetie. Let’s get you changed and home.” Jade said. Sam was just happy to be leaving. Her hand was taken by Jade and she was led towards the changing rooms. Each step caused her diaper to rub against her body, it felt so disgusting. At least with her crying she couldn’t hear the children’s comments and laughter about the stinky baby being taken home by her Mommy. Back in the changing rooms Sam waddled behind Jade to the back of the room. She was cringing with embarrassment as more and more people came in after her, everyone was getting ready to leave and that meant there was just no privacy. More than a few people commented on the smell as they came in, each comment a fresh barb stinging Sam’s wounded pride. Sam tried to remain as motionless as possible to not make the mess in her underwear any worse. Jade pulled down the shoulder straps on Sam’s tutu and peeled it off her body, when Sam steeped out of it she could immediately smell her diaper, the skin tight clothing no longer helping to hold back the pungent scent of her fresh movement. “Please hurry…” Sam muttered between sobs. “Patience, baby.” Jade replied. It was a lot easier to have patience when your backside wasn’t smeared with your own excrement, Sam thought darkly. The poop was acting as an adhesive to hold the back of her padding against her skin and Sam wanted to try and peel it away from her. Moving her hands behind her butt she tried to find a way to create separation but was frustrated in the attempts, all she managed to do was make the problem worse. When Sam looked up she was horrified to see Jade putting the changing mat on the bench. She froze as a fresh diaper was pulled out along with wipes and powder. She was really planning to change Sam right there! “No!” Sam squealed. Grabbing the unfortunate attention of several nearby people. She continued in a much lower voice, “Not here…” “But you need your stinky diaper changed.” Jade replied. Jade reached forwards to pick Sam up but the small woman batted her hands away. She knew she would pay for this little defiance later if she couldn’t convince her “Mommy” she was right. She would have to charm her way out of this one. “Not here… Mommy.” Sam said quietly so only Jade could hear her, “I’m… I’m a shy… baby. Please change me somewhere more private.” Sam hated every word that left her mouth but if she wanted to get out of that situation with the miniscule remains of her dignity intact she had to give Jade something. She could see Jade’s mouth curl up into a big smile as she stopped and thought about it. Sam was left waiting on her judgement as she tried not touch the bulging rear of her baby pants again. “OK.” Jade finally said cheerily as she started putting the changing stuff away. In the grand scheme of things this was a tiny victory. Sam breathed a sigh of relief, a diaper change in the family bathroom by the door was much preferable to right there next to the other parents and children. Ideally she wouldn’t need to be changed at all but that battle was like Mount Everest, right now she was content to have won a fight the size of a small anthill. Jade dressed Sam in the same inappropriately infantile attire she had arrived in and then slung her bag over her shoulder. Sam took Jade’s hand and waddled past the other benches on the way out, it was only as they left the back corner of the room that she realised what a stink she was leaving behind. The other students all looked at her as if she was the grossest person alive. Sam had expected to be taken to the enclosed bathroom but instead she was pulled straight past it. She stumbled forwards as she looked back over her shoulder. Just as she was about to ask Jade where they were going the door to the changing room was opened and Jade led her out into the entrance area. Fiona was standing near the front door saying goodbye to the students as they left. “It was a pleasure to have you, Sam.” Fiona said as she looked down, “I hope we’ll see you again.” “I’m sure you will.” Jade replied as Sam shyly stepped behind her cousins legs. “Well, I won’t keep you. It smells like you have something to take care of.” Fiona said to Jade, “I’ll give you a call to discuss details.” “That would be great.” Jade nodded her head. Sam didn’t understand. She still needed her diaper to be changed but now she was being taken outside. Being in public with her full diaper felt even more embarrassing than inside, she waited until they were safely clear of everyone else and approaching the car before she said anything. “W-What are you doing?” Sam asked, “I need a change!” “You didn’t want one here so we’ll have to go home.” Jade said simply. She lifted her keys and clicked a button to unlock the door. “I just didn’t want you to do it in front of the others!” Sam complained, “You can’t… No!” Sam was lifted off the ground after the rear passenger door of the car was opened. Her eyes flew wide and her little limbs desperately reached out to stop what was about to happen. She was lowered down and gasped as she was pressed against the car seat. There was a squelch as Sam’s body pressed down on the poop underneath her. The hard surface of the seat caused the diaper, and everything in it, to compress against her body. She sank into her bowel movement feeling the slimy feeling of poop smearing against her. Little bubbles of air tickled her skin as they escaped. Sam was still cringing as the straps of the car seat were fastened to hold her against the seat. “Gross, gross, gross…” Sam muttered as she felt her body slipping against the diaper. “We’ll be home before you know it.” Jade replied, “And maybe next time you’ll let Mommy get on with changing you when you need it.” Sam glared at Jade as she closed the car door. Now she knew it was her small act of disobedience that had forced her to get more acquainted with her messy diaper than she ever wanted. Even that small amount of pushback had made things so much worse for her. It was so unfair! The situation got worse for Sam as they started their way home. The vibrations of the car and the bumps in the road only served to make the situation in her disposable even more disgusting. The smell was nearly overwhelming even with the windows opened. Sam tearfully sniffled for most of the journey. She had fallen so far that she was very much looking forward to Jade changing her into a clean diaper. She knew now what happened when she tried to take control of even a small part of her life. --- If you want to find out what happens next RIGHT NOW you can do so at the following links: https://reamstories.com/page/lpjgftb4y2/story/m7x7lotzmt/chapter/mc3jpx27nY8F14 https://subscribestar.adult/posts/1916172

Amelia has taken Catherine's suggestion of praising Emily on board and decides to try some positive reinforcement of good behaviour. --- Every update I post is available on my Ream and SubscribeStar pages one week before it is posted everywhere else. For $5 you can see everything I post before the rest of the diapered world. For $10 you can see every update early plus EVERY exclusive story I have written. That's 35 stories available ONLY on my subscription pages and nowhere else! I rely on my wonderful subscriber's support to be able to write like I do. Writing is my only income and the money I earn goes to help paying the bills, food and everything else my wife and I need. Everyone's support is HUGELY appreciated, without it I would have to find other work and I wouldn't be able to write nearly as much as I do, maybe at all. So thank you to everyone who checks out my subscriber pages and considers supporting me ❤️ https://reamstories.com/elfy https://subscribestar.adult/elfy --- “Are you thirsty?” Amelia asked. Emily’s face went a little redder and her eyes were as wide as hubcaps. There was a little hesitation before she finally nodded her head again, a little more slowly this time. The hesitation came from a lingering sense of Emily’s adulthood, something which was being increasingly erased, she knew what that question would mean. Amelia reached over and unlocked the gate. She stood up and walked over to the couch where she sat down and pulled on the loose knot that had kept her modesty. The robe fell open revealing her pendulous breasts, reservoirs for her thirsty baby. Amelia smiled. Emily knew the programme by now. She laid down on the couch with her head in Amelia’s lap, Emily could see a thin line of drool coming from the corner of her mouth. Amelia gently wiped the dribble away as she adjusted herself and then finally aimed one of her tits at Emily’s mouth. When Emily latched on Amelia sharply inhaled. She had to gently chide her overexuberant wife to be a little gentler as she started suckling. Very quickly, Amelia felt her milk coming down. She leaned back in the chair and closed her eyes. It certainly was nice to feed Emily like this, she had been told that it could create a special kind of bond and she certainly felt like she could feel that. She couldn’t see Emily’s face but she could see the bottom of her throat, she saw it move as the adult baby swallowed. Knowing it was milk produced in her own body that was nourishing her wife made Amelia swell with love and pride. “Good girl.” Amelia said with a sigh. Feeding Emily from her breast gave her a very different kind of pleasure to the one she had just experienced in her bedroom. It was more maternal and caring, she felt as if she were passing her life essence on to Emily who greedily suckled it down and wanted more. She’d had no idea Emily would take so readily to her taste. It felt no less intimate than what she had been doing with Catherine but still very different. Amelia’s hand rested on Emily’s belly. She gave it a little rub. Knowing the stomach within was filling with her milk made her swell with pride. Her hand went lower, all the way down to the diaper barely hidden underneath the onesie. Her hand moved between Emily’s legs, which opened pliantly, and she felt the thick padding, it was very swollen and Emily would definitely require a change as soon as they were done. Nothing seemed to set off Emily’s bladder like drinking her Mommy’s milk. Amelia smiled to herself. Whilst she definitely thought of Emily as her baby more than her wife, she hadn’t really thought of herself as “Mommy” all that much. She realised she should. After all, she was doing everything a mother would do for their baby. She gently rubbed the front of the diaper and felt Emily squirm underneath her, if she hadn’t been so occupied sucking down the milk Amelia was sure Emily would’ve complained. “You’ve been such a good girl recently.” Amelia said softly, “That makes me very happy.” Amelia smiled as Emily wriggled a little. She wondered if her wife realised just how much she was changing, she wondered if Emily knew how “little” she was acting. Amelia had consumed a lot of diaper content for many years, Emily’s wriggling reminded her of countless videos of adult babies she had seen over the years. The fact she had created her own baby made her feel as happy as she was proud. It had been a long road but she was starting to think they were nearing the end. There were footsteps on the stairs and Amelia looked towards the living room doorway. A few seconds later Catherine appeared there. She smiled and Amelia lifted the hand that wasn’t cradling Emily’s head to give her a little wave. “I’ll see you later.” Catherine said, “I’ll see myself out. See you later, Emily.” Amelia felt Emily jump. No doubt she had been so absorbed in her feeding that she hadn’t noticed Catherine coming to the doorway. Amelia chuckled and said goodbye to her girlfriend before turning back to Emily. She heard the front door open and close before letting out a deep sigh of contentment. Whoever had said you can’t always get what you want clearly hadn’t been trying hard enough because Amelia had achieved it. “Come on, let’s get you changed.” Amelia said as she pushed a finger between her breast and Emily’s mouth, “I think we could both use a nap.” Emily broke away from the Amelia somewhat reluctantly. Amelia had to smile at the way a thin line of watery milk dribbled from the side of her mouth. Standing up, Amelia took her wife’s hand and led her, waddling, out of the living room and up the stairs. Once in the bedroom Emily hopped up on to the changing table and Amelia got the diaper and supplies ready for the change. She had just returned to the foot of the table and put her hand on the tapes when Emily stopped her. “Wait…” Emily said quietly. “Hmm?” Amelia frowned, “Why?” A second later Amelia felt exactly why she should wait. With one hand against the front of the padding she could feel a fresh warmth spreading out and soaking the diaper. She smiled as she looked at the creeping warmth and the discolouration that spread from the centre and turned the white padding a shade of grey. “Ah, I see.” Amelia chuckled, “You’re a good girl for telling me.” Amelia could see Emily smile. It looked like the big baby was trying to hide it but the corners of her mouth rose all the same. Amelia waited until Emily gave her the all clear before lowering the front of the disposable. She could feel the heat of the fresh soaking as she the diaper opened up before her. Pulling some wipes out of the tub she started cleaning Emily in the same we she had done countless times before. She saw Emily’s chastity cage twitch slightly as her finger brushed over the open slit. It gave her an idea. Catherine thought Amelia should give Emily more rewards. Well, she had just the thing in mind. Amelia reached under the changing table to the bottom shelf. It was one she hadn’t gone to before. She picked up a small bottled of lube and coated her finger. Emily was staring up at the ceiling apparently oblivious to what was going on. “You’ve been a good girl lately.” Amelia said, “I think you deserve something. Roll over and get on your knees.” Emily looked down curiously between her splayed thighs. Amelia was smiling and nodded to encourage her to do it. Emily was a little awkward, especially with the used diaper still laying open on the padded surface. Nonetheless, she was soon in position and Amelia saw her little rosebud, a little red from the diaper but otherwise clean and ready. She reached out and ran her finger down the gap between Emily’s cheeks leaving a trail of thick lubricant as she went. When her digit circled around that puckered hole a couple of times, she heard Emily let out a moan, that was exactly what she had been hoping for. “Do you want your reward?” Amelia asked teasingly. “C-Could you…” It seemed like Emily was wrestling with whether she should even ask the question. She didn’t want to risk losing a good thing, “Could you take my cage off?” “That stays on.” Amelia said sympathetically, “But I’m going to show you that you don’t need that little thing to have fun.” Amelia squeezed a little more lube on to her finger and started pressing gently at Emily’s exit hole. She encountered little resistance. They had done anal stuff together before but Emily had never been too into it, she was always far more interested in what she had around the front. It seemed that now she didn’t have access to the front parts she was more interested in the back. Emily’s hips pushed slightly. “Eager little beaver aren’t you.” Amelia chuckled, “All pent up. It’s been so long…” Amelia reached forward with her free hand and cupped Emily’s balls. She heard Emily whine desperately. Perhaps she had underestimated just how much this enforced celibacy had weighed on Emily. How desperate she had become for release. Amelia’s finger pressed a little harder and after a second it started to disappear into her wife’s ass. She could feel the warm smoothness as she sunk in past the first knuckle. Emily was moaning, it seemed even just the feeling of penetration was getting her going. Amelia had more in mind than though. She hooked her finger within Emily and started searching. It only took a few seconds. Amelia felt a small bump the size of a walnut. Her finger ran over that spot and Emily reacted immediately. Her back arched and she let out a deep moan. It was exactly the response Emily was looking for. She smiled as she started running her finger in circles around the bump. “Does that feel good?” Amelia asked unnecessarily. “It feels… Amazing!” Emily gasped. “Well, no cumming without permission, OK?” Amelia said, “You’ve been such a good girl, you don’t want to ruin it now, do you?” “N-No…” Emily stuttered and moaned. Amelia could feel Emily’s hole squeezing against her finger as if trying to pull her further in. She kept her finger in place though, tickling Emily’s prostate but then stopping before she could get too worked up. It wasn’t long until her wife was pressing herself back against her finger, fucking herself and trying to angle it so the finger touched that super sensitive area. Despite Amelia’s recent carnal exploits in her bedroom, she could feel herself getting excited again. This wasn’t about her own pleasure though and she focused on Emily’s quivering body. She started tapping her finger against the prostate and Emily panted in response. Amelia could see her limbs twitching, even her caged princess parts seemed to jump around though they were prevented from doing anything else. Amelia wondered if Emily’s genitals were causing her pain, if they were it seemed to be entirely subsumed by the pleasure she was evidently experiencing. “Ooh… Ah!” Emily was making the most adorable sounds as she seemed to be trying to stifle her exclamations. “I want to hear you moan, baby.” Amelia said. She used her spare hand to hit Emily’s butt halfway between a pat and a spank. “Ooh!” Emily immediately started, “Oh! Ha… Ugh! Ah!” Amelia was grinning from ear to ear. She saw Emily’s hand reaching down towards her crotch. Amelia reached forwards and stopped her. “No, no, no…” Amelia said in a sing-song voice, “No touchy-touchy down there.” Emily whined but her hand moved away obediently. She started fondling her breasts instead and Amelia smiled, she would allow that. She continued to play with Emily’s butt. Occasionally she even removed her finger entirely causing Emily to moan and press back looking for that touch. Amelia decided to ramp things up a bit. Amelia squeezed some more lube on a second finger. When she pressed forwards again, she inserted the same finger as before prompting Emily to sigh in relief. However, this time a second finger followed the first. Emily grunted at the unexpected intrusion until the finger slipped in and Emily moaned, half through pleasure and half from pain. Amelia bent both her fingers until she felt that walnut-sized protrusion and started rubbing again. With two fingers stimulating the prostate Emily’s moans became even lewder. She put her head against the changing table as both her hands went to rub her ample breasts. Amelia didn’t let up this time. She stimulated Emily’s special button until she was sure Emily was going to orgasm. “I… Need to cum!” Emily moaned loudly between panting breaths and uncontrollable moans. “Call me Mommy.” Amelia said. “W-What!?” Emily gasped. “Call me Mommy and then you can cum.” Amelia said. Her voice was thick, she was turned on and needed Emily to embarrass herself one more time before she lost control. Emily hesitated but as the rubbing on Emily’s g-spot continued she was soon driven to the edge. She couldn’t stop the orgasm that was roiling up within her. All she could do was choose whether she was going to be good and do as she was told or not. Amelia could see Emily working all this out. She pressed harder on the pleasure button. “Mommy!” Emily squealed, “I’m going to cum Mommy! Mommy!” Amelia grinned from ear to ear. A second later she felt Emily tense up and then after she let out a noise halfway between a moan and a scream. Amelia felt her wife’s hole close rhythmically as she came. A large load of sticky white excitement dribbled down into the soaked diaper still open beneath Emily. The orgasm continued and Emily dripped more cum into the diaper before she finally started to slump. Amelia finally removed her fingers leaving a small trail of the slick lube trickling out of the hole. Before Emily collapsed completely Amelia moved the diaper out of the way. She started folding it up as Emily panted on the table. “I bet that felt good.” Amelia said as she balled up the disposable. Amelia wasn’t sure her wife was capable of speech. She let Emily stay in place and recover, it had been a little while since she had experienced an orgasm, Amelia wasn’t sure Emily had ever had the pleasure of a prostate climax before, it seemed like Emily’s mind had been blown. Whilst Emily recovered Amelia tidied up the nursery a little bit, once she was done, she turned back to the changing table to see Emily drooling on to the padded surface. “Alright, baby, you can have a nap right after Mommy gets you diapered, OK?” Amelia said. Emily let out a little groan. Now that Amelia had got her to say “Mommy” she wasn’t going to let that go any time soon. She managed to get Emily to roll over on to a fresh diaper that was soon taped up. Emily still seemed a little out of it as she compliantly went to the crib. “Have a good rest. I’ll get you when dinner is ready.” Amelia said as she stroked Emily’s hair, “I love you, my good girl.” “Love you too…” Emily quietly mumbled, “Mommy.” --- If you enjoyed this and would like to see the next part of the story RIGHT NOW you can do so on my SubscribeStar and Ream pages: https://reamstories.com/page/lpjgftb4y2/story/m1cuafz5dm/chapter/mbxp3soys6mm35 https://subscribestar.adult/posts/1911703 Or read the 110+ page story of a normal man waking up to find the "ghost" of an ABDL inside his head that only he can see. A story of regression and humiliation as the two have to learn to work together before they both lose everything and everyone. You can find a preview here: https://www.dailydiapers.com/board/index.php?/topic/94813-the-mccarthy-plan-pampered-possession-exclusive-preview/ Or skip to reading the full story at either of these links: https://reamstories.com/page/lpjgftb4y2/story/mbeacxeajm https://subscribestar.adult/posts/1890196

Sam finds out where she has been taken and why she is there. To say she isn't happy or excited would be an understatement... --- I am only able to devote as much time as I do to writing thanks to my wonderful subscribers. Writing is my only source of income and therefore I appreciate immensely everyone who supports me. For $5 you can see all of my story updates one week before the rest of the world. For $10 you get all the early stories PLUS 35+ EXCLUSIVE STORIES not available anywhere else AND early access "Livy's New Family: The Comic" Please check out the links below for more information, tiers, and rewards. https://reamstories.com/elfy https://subscribestar.adult/elfy --- The main entrance was a small room with a set of double doors on the opposite side that led to the hall Sam had seen from outside. The walls either side of these doors had separate entrances to what appeared to be two changing rooms. There was a woman standing in front of the entrance to the hall. She was in a tight black leotard and had a rather sharp face that was made all the more pointed by her makeup. “Fiona? Hello, I’ve come to enrol my little girl.” Jade said, “We spoke on the phone.” “Ah, yes, Jade, right?” The woman said. Her thin lips turned up into a smile, “And this must be Sam. Nice to meet you.” Sam didn’t think Fiona was expecting a response from her. She was quickly distracted by a couple of girls running out of the girl’s changing room in pink tutus heading excitedly into the hall beyond. Sam’s eyes widened as the horror of what was happening descended upon her. She started to fidget to try and get put down so she could run away. “Sit still, Sam.” Jade said with a couple of light pats to her butt, “She’s ever so excited to start.” “Of course.” Fiona replied, “If you want to take her through to get changed and then meet us in the hall.” Sam was carried through to the changing room and let out a whimper. She was taken towards the back of the room where there were some lockers and benches hidden from the view of most of the rest of the room. She was sat on the bench as Jade lowered the diaper bag she had been carrying next to her. “Please…” Sam hissed, “Take me home!” “I know it’s scary but you’re going to have lots of fun.” Jade said as she unzipped the bag. “I’m not a kid!” Sam replied, “I can’t go and dance with the others!” “You can and you will.” Jade said, “You used to love dancing.” “When I was six!” Sam’s voice rose a little too high and she hoped no one else in the room heard her. Jade pulled a pink tutu out of the bag causing the spare diapers she had packed to tip over. As she straightened the one piece clothing Sam could only look on in horror. When this babying had started she had been prepared for some bad situations but this was beyond even those. Jade started undressing her and all she could do was pray a meteor landed right on top of them before she could be humiliated any further. “That looks like it’ll last till you’re done.” Jade said as she checked Sam’s diaper. Sam was damp but that was far from her worst problem right then. She had been hoping they wouldn’t be out for too long because she had an entirely different reason for needing the toilet growing. As Jade started threading her feet into the tutu Sam reached down to stop her. “Can… Can I just go to the toilet first?” Sam practically begged. She was willing to go through with this humiliating ordeal if she could just use the potty. “You know that’s not happening.” Jade replied with a chuckle, “Like I said, this diaper can take a lot more yet.” “That’s not…” Sam stopped. It was pointless trying to argue. All she could do was hold on until this nightmare was over. Sam was helped into the tutu and felt incredibly stupid. The skin-tight pink ballerina outfit hugged her tightly and when she lifted the frilly shirt to look underneath she could see that it did nothing to hide the diaper underneath. The white disposable with babyish patterns showed clearly through the taut, thin material. Her face blushed, she couldn’t believe she was going to be seen like this. Sure, she had done some dancing when she had been a literal child but that was so long ago! “Right, we don’t want to keep everyone waiting.” Jade said happily as she slipped a pair of ballet slippers on Sam’s feet and took her hand, “Don’t worry. Mommy will be watching.” Sam whimpered as Jade started walking out of the changing room. She was practically dragged behind her cousin as they left the relative safety of the private room and headed towards the main hall. Jade pushed open the double doors to the hall and Sam gulped as her hand was released. All the other students were lined up at a low bar in front of the mirror whilst the instructor, Fiona, was waiting for Sam to join them. “Come on, Sam.” Fiona said with another thin smile, “We don’t bite.” Sam looked over to the window of the room where some of the parents were remaining to watch the class. Jade was sat with them and had her phone out, Sam was worried it was to take photos, as if she needed any reminders of this embarrassing situation. As she took a couple of faltering steps towards the mirror she felt her tummy rumble ominously. She didn’t get a lot of time to fret about that though as she heard her noisy disposable padding crinkle in the mostly quiet hall. As Sam found a spot I the middle of all the others at the bar she heard some snickering. She turned to see a girl, shorter than even she was, smirking as she looked at the diaper. Sam quickly turned to face forwards again. This was humiliating beyond anything she could’ve ever dreamt up. “OK, boys and girls, what do we always start with?” Fiona asked. “Stretches.” The other students chorused back. “Very good. Please follow my instructions and do what I do.” Fiona continued, “Arms up… and down. That’s right. And up… and down.” Sam felt incredibly foolish. She wasn’t a child like everyone else here, she was an adult! She shouldn’t have been there. Lifting her arms and then lowering them a few times she looked over to Jade who was watching with a huge smile on her face. Next were exercises with her legs and hips, making circular motions which only made her diaper stand out even more. The tutu did nothing to stop the crinkling from the plastic on the disposable and in the mostly quiet room each sound seemed extra loud. The girl behind Sam snorted with laughter again. Once the warm ups were done they got into some simple ballet moves. Sam was left in an awkward position. She had done some dancing as a child and still remembered a lot of the basics, however she couldn’t look too good at dancing or it might raise questions. As if being dressed and dancing like this wasn’t humiliating enough she now had to pretend to do it badly. Her stomach lurched yet again. The longer the lesson went on the more children took notice of her diaper. She could hear them whispering and laughing sometimes. It was only during a short break that she realised that despite the class seemingly being for all ages she was the only one in any obvious padding. The short break for drinks was only a few minutes long but Sam made use of the time by waddling desperately over to Jade. “You’re doing very well, baby.” Jade beamed down at her like a proud mother. “Ja-… Mommy…” Sam said through gritted teeth. Thankfully the other parents were distracted, “I really, REALLY need the bathroom.” “Do we have to keep going through this?” Jade asked. “You don’t understand…” Sam whined. Sam felt a cramp in her bowels and she leaned her body to one side as she grimaced. Her hand went to her stomach as she clenched a little tighter. Was there no end to this pit of humiliation? No limit to the depths Jade wanted her to sink to? “We’re nearly done.” Jade said as she looked at her phone, “And I’ve got some absolutely darling photos of you. Look at this!” Sam looked at the screen and winced at a photo of her doing a rather awkward pirouette. Her eyes were drawn down to her diaper just like she was sure everyone else’s. It was so obvious, even more so than she had feared before. That was a problem for the future though, there was a much more pressing need forcing itself upon her and as that issue came closer to reality the small woman’s hands flew to the back of her diaper and she clenched through yet another cramp that threatened to overwhelm her. “Mommy…” Sam had tears in her eyes. Were there no depths Jade were make her go through? “OK, everyone gather around.” Fiona called out, “Let’s continue.” Sam whimpered as Jade directed her back towards the children who were snickering at her. She was going to poop her pants again, there was nothing she could do to stop that from happening as Jade would never let her use the toilet. All she could do was try to get through what was left of the class so she had as much as privacy as possible when it happened. Sam waddled over to the bar the other boys and girls were lined up against and put her hand on it. “Why are you wearing a diaper?” A girl behind Sam asked. It was the one who had spent most of the lesson laughing at her. It was hard to tell if she was going to make fun of her or if it was genuine curiosity. “I, erm…” Sam had no idea how to answer that question. The truth wasn’t something she could tell this little girl but would it be any easier lying and saying she still needed them and that she was a little kid? “My little sister still needs them.” The talkative girl continued, “Only at night though.” This was doing nothing for Sam’s self-esteem. The girl herself couldn’t have been much older than six-years-old. Sam turned to face the other way and was saved from more awkward questions when their instructor spoke up. “W-Well… I… I…” Sam stuttered uselessly. “OK, I want you all to hold the railing with one hand and then squat down like so…” Fiona saved Sam’s blushes. She demonstrated by keeping her feet together and bending her knees before standing back up. After another demonstration it was the students’ turn. Sam did her best to copy the technique from the children who had clearly been doing this for longer than she had when she had been a kid. She bent her knees and lowered herself down. As she reached the bottom of her squat she felt her bowels almost overwhelm her. She jumped back up with wide eyes and clenched down. The sudden movement and concentration on her rear end caused her to wet her diaper a little. Sam clamped her hands to her backside. “No, no, no…” Fiona said as she looked at Sam, “You have to be slower and more graceful. Look at Keira, see how smooth her movements are.” Sam’s eyes were watering so much she couldn’t see the little girl Fiona was pointing to very clearly. The other girl clearly had good technique though, and being singled out for praise seemed to be very satisfying to Keira as she smiled smugly before descending into another squat. “M-Miss…” Sam stuttered hesitatingly as she wiped the tears from her eyes. “Yes?” Fiona asked. Sam opened her mouth when her eyes fell on Jade sitting at the back of the room. Her “mommy” slowly shook her head. Sam was supposed to be a useless baby, clearly that meant not asking to be allowed to use the bathroom. The first thought Sam had was to ignore her cousin and ask anyway but when she remembered the photos Jade had of her she had second thoughts. Previously she would’ve thought Jade would never release something like that for the wider public but now she wasn’t sure. If all Sam’s friends and family saw that she’d be the laughing stock of everyone she knew. As humiliating as all this was it was her priority to make sure no one else found out what was happening so her life could one day go back to normal. --- If you want to find out what happens next RIGHT NOW you can do so at the following links: https://reamstories.com/page/lpjgftb4y2/story/m7x7lotzmt/chapter/mbtey5uyx13 https://subscribestar.adult/posts/1882123 Or read the 110+ page story of a normal man waking up to find the "ghost" of an ABDL inside his head that only he can see. A story of regression and humiliation as the two have to learn to work together before they both lose everything and everyone. You can find a preview here: https://www.dailydiapers.com/board/index.php?/topic/94813-the-mccarthy-plan-pampered-possession-exclusive-preview/ Or skip to reading the full story at either of these links: https://reamstories.com/page/lpjgftb4y2/story/mbeacxeajm https://subscribestar.adult/posts/1890196

The following is a second preview of my brand new 110+ page exclusive story "The McCarthy Plan: Pampered Possession" When a man, Austin Tullis, wakes one morning with a strange obsession he does his best to act as if things were normal. It doesn't work. Meanwhile, Ben Higgins wakes up to find himself in a very strange situation of his own. Can the two of them learn to work together before they both lose everything? This is a story of humiliation, regression and mystery. Sign up at the $10 level now to read this and 35 other exclusive stories! --- The door to the bedroom banged open and Austin was startled awake. Henrietta was standing at the entrance looking very annoyed at him, she had every reason to be. It was Saturday morning and Austin had spent most of the previous week hiding from her. He had been in diapers constantly during that time and any minute not spent at work he tried to find a reason to be out of the house. Ben had been around most of the time though thankfully the truce was holding, and they weren’t antagonising each other too much. None of that mattered on that morning though. Austin had been startled awake and was blinking against the sunlight coming in through the window. He must’ve inadvertently slept in. He pulled the covers up to his chin, he didn’t want to move and risk crinkles that would give his secret away, he could feel that he was wet. “This is a rarity.” Henrietta said moodily, “Actually getting to see my husband.” “Henrietta, hey, sorry…” Austin rubbed his eyes to try and wake up, “I’ve just been busy and…” “Busy? Doing what?” Henrietta demanded, “You don’t come home after work, you hurry off in the morning before I wake up, I call your friends and they haven’t seen you. What the hell is going on?” “I… I…” Austin couldn’t think of any answers that would pacify his wife. “Are you having an affair?” Henrietta asked point blank. Austin was stunned. He had never even considered going behind his wife’s back. The fact his wife thought that it was a possibility upset him, yet he couldn’t exactly blame her. He had been acting like he had a secret for quite some time even if she hadn’t guessed what the secret was. “Of course not!” Austin replied. “Then what is it?” Henrietta demanded, “And don’t tell me it’s nothing! I know you well enough to know something is going on.” “It’s…” Austin paused. Ben had suddenly walked out from behind his wife. He was watching the confrontation as if it was a soap opera on the television. He walked around and sat on the edge of the bed in his familiar onesie getup. Austin watched him every step of the way. “Well?” Henrietta’s hands went to her hips as she stared down impatiently. “R-Really… There’s nothing going on.” Austin implored, his eyes quickly turning to look back at Henrietta. “I thought you’d have more respect for me than lying like this.” Henrietta looked hurt but also furious, “I can’t talk with you lying in bed like this. Get up so we can have a proper conversation.” Austin pulled the cover a little closer. He couldn’t move; he certainly couldn’t get up. He became aware that his diaper was really quite wet, something that happened very easily thanks to Ben. He swallowed nervously and looked back towards the man in his head as if he might have an answer. “Get up!” Henrietta demanded. “I… I…” Austin was frozen. Henrietta stomped forwards and gripped the edge of the cover nearest her. She started to pull, and Austin clasped his end tighter to him. He had to move, and he felt his diaper shifting with more noise than he was comfortable with. It was especially weird to see the cover moving under Ben without him shifting at all. “Stop!” Austin desperately begged. “Why?” Henrietta exclaimed, “What are you hiding?” “This doesn’t seem good…” Ben commented distantly. Austin desperately clung on. This was his worst nightmare. He couldn’t get Henrietta to stop, and his grip was slackening, his position was not the best to win a tug-of-war. Slowly but surely, he could feel his fingers slipping until finally the cover was thrown back and off the bed entirely. It took a moment for Henrietta to stabilise herself after the sudden change in momentum nearly knocked her over before she turned to see Austin. Austin was frozen. He could see Henrietta’s eyes almost bulge out of her head in shock. He couldn’t blame her. His disposable diaper was fully on display and impossible to miss. The wetness indicator that ran down the middle had clearly changed colour, it was soaked, and he was sure that fact wasn’t lost on his wife. “Uh oh.” Ben said from the edge of the bed. “What…” Henrietta’s mouth kept moving but no words came out. A flurry of questions seemed to be fighting each other to get out, “What is that?” Austin didn’t think Henrietta was actually confused about what was wrapped around his waist. It was more likely that her brain had been stunned and just couldn’t process the bizarre sight in front of her. That said, there wasn’t any room for Austin to deny the obvious. “It’s a…” Austin found the word hard to say out loud. His throat was constricted from shame, “It’s a d-diaper.” “I know that!” Henrietta had seemingly found her voice again and now it was a flood of emotions that was coming forward. Austin could see confusion, worry and even some anger, “What the hell are you doing wearing it!?” The truth was impossible to admit to. If Austin told Henrietta about any of the crazy things that had happened recently, he would be sent to an institution and never let out. It wasn’t like he could say “It’s OK, honey. It’s just a ghost or possible figment of my imagination slowly taking over my whole body and I have to wear diapers to talk to him or stop him taking full control.” He didn’t want to tell her he had been having problems wetting himself either because Henrietta would worry for different reasons. He’d end up having to go to the doctor and getting tests and questions was a nightmare he’d rather avoid. “Well?” Henrietta demanded. Henrietta hadn’t taken her eyes off the diaper which was making Austin even more self-conscious. He hadn’t moved a muscle since the terrifying reveal happened. He scrambled for an answer that would somehow make sense and also not make him sound like he was either going crazy or suffering from sort of condition. He looked at Ben. “It’s a fetish.” Austin finally said. “What!?” Henrietta and Ben exclaimed simultaneously though, of course, the former couldn’t hear the latter. Austin wanted to curl up into a ball. He was cringing so hard he thought his muscles might tear. His heart was pumping blood at record levels, and it all seemed to be going up into his blushing face. He never thought he would’ve been in a situation where saying he had a fetish was the LEAST embarrassing option even if it was a lie. Henrietta was watching Austin and waiting for him to continue. Bizarrely, the shock hadn’t given way to anger but… curiosity? “A… A fetish.” Austin tried to sound casual about it and failed miserably, “You know… I just… Like to wear them sometimes.” The room was silent. Austin moved slightly and the crinkles were as loud as gunfire. He could see Ben was still staring at him with a hint of amusement. Of course, the adult baby was enjoying this, Austin thought, he probably loves the humiliation. Austin wondered if Ben could feel the humiliation he was feeling, the big baby was occupying his head after all. “You have a fetish for diapers?” Henrietta asked. She wasn’t shouting. It sounded like she was clarifying. “I do.” Austin lied. He waited for Henrietta to scream at him for keeping this secret from her, he prepared himself for items to be thrown and divorce lawyers to be called. He closed his eyes as his marriage disintegrated around him li-… “Oh, thank god!” Henrietta said with a huge sigh of relief. Austin’s eyes shot open. He saw Henrietta putting a hand up to her forehead and smiling as she blew out a deep breath. She was relieved, happy even. In a thousand universes Austin could never have predicted this reaction. “I didn’t see this coming.” Ben said casually from the edge of the bed. “Austin, you should’ve told me.” Henrietta said after a few moments, “I’m not mad, everyone has fetishes, I just didn’t expect… this. I thought you were having an affair!” “I’d never cheat on you.” Austin said plaintively. “Look, if you need those diapers to reignite our sex life then I am game.” Henrietta let out a little giggle, “Maybe when we next have a little time you can show me what you like?” “Erm, sure.” Austin replied. “Look, I need to head out.” Henrietta said, “But I love you, OK?” “Love you too.” Austin said rather breathlessly. Austin watched his wife disappear from the room and stared at the door long after she was gone. Just when he thought his weird situation couldn’t get any stranger he was thrown a fresh curveball. He put his head in his hands and groaned as he dropped back against the bed. Things would only get more awkward now that Henrietta believed he wanted to incorporate diapers into their sex life. The fact that she had reacted to it all so calmly mystified him. “Well, that’s a turn up for the books.” Ben said. “God, look what you’ve done…” Austin moaned. “What?” Ben chuckled, “Let me assure you that could’ve gone a thousand times worse.” “Oh yeah?” Austin propped himself up on his elbows and prodded a finger into the wet padding, “And tell me, what am I supposed to do when my wife starts feeling amorous and I have to pretend I’m into these things?” “I could probably help with that…” Ben suggested airily. “Don’t you dare.” Austin replied as he dropped back against his pillow again. Ben laughed. It wasn’t mocking or aimed at Austin, it seemed like the laugh a friend had when sharing an in-joke with someone he had known for years. Despite himself Austin found himself let out a little chuckle. Perhaps it was the relief that the secret was now out in the open and that Henrietta had been surprisingly calm about it that was saving Austin’s mental state. “We really need to get you out of here.” Austin finally said with a sigh. --- Austin did his best to avoid Henrietta for the rest of the day and was quite successful at it. He wasn’t assisted by Ben who kept wanting him to talk to his wife more. Austin didn’t know what to do, he knew he couldn’t avoid her forever, but he was worried about what would happen the next time he saw her. What if she had come to her senses and told him he was a freak? What if she kicked him out and spread it around that he was a pervert? Austin deliberately stayed up until the early hours before heading to bed. Henrietta was already asleep, and he slipped into bed next to her as quietly as possible. Thankfully she remained asleep and despite his anxiety, and with nothing but a diaper on he managed to fall asleep himself. --- Austin felt a weight on his diaper. His sleepy mind assumed he must’ve wet himself and he rolled over to go back to sleep. He didn’t know what time it was, but it felt like it was too early to be getting up. He was facing away from the centre of the bed and towards the bedroom window, right after getting settled he felt a weight again, this time on the rear of the diaper. When the weight started moving around Austin slowly opened his eyes. He quickly realised the pressure he was feeling was on the outside of his diaper rather than the inside. His breath caught in his throat as he felt a grabbing motion on the padding that made it crinkle loudly under the covers. “Good morning.” Henrietta’s voice drifted into Austin’s ears like a soft breeze. It made him shudder regardless. He couldn’t believe she was groping his humiliating underwear like this, “You must REALLY like these, huh?” Austin didn’t say anything. He was cringing. He couldn’t tell his wife the truth but maintaining the lie that he actually loved wearing diapers wasn’t easy either. Henrietta’s hand moved up and over his hip to his crotch. He stayed stiff as a board as his wife pressed against his back. “Don’t worry.” Henrietta practically whispered in Austin’s ear, “I’ve done some research and I’m ready to give you a day you’ll never forget.” “W-What do you mean?” Austin asked. “You’ll see.” Henrietta giggled, “First of all, where have you been hiding your stash?” “Stash?” Austin asked dumbly. “Well, I know you have more than one diaper.” Henrietta said. Just hearing Henrietta say the word sent a shudder down Austin’s spine. It felt so wrong and unnatural. The only time she should say that word was when they had children in the future. However, as Henrietta sat up, Austin realised there was a problem. The diapers were in the closet, but so was everything else Ben had bought. The toys and clothes couldn’t be found. Things were already humiliating enough. “I’ll get them.” Austin said as he quickly got out of bed before Henrietta could go exploring. Austin saw Henrietta’s eyes drop to his crotch. He belatedly realised he had never given his wife such a good view of his secret. Perhaps even worse was that when Austin looked up slightly, he could see Ben, his invisible squatter standing against the door. He seemed to have a big smile on his face which was apparently translating through Austin’s body as he felt himself twitching in his diaper. “Behave yourself.” Austin muttered so that his wife couldn’t hear him as he turned and went to the closet. “Easy for you to say.” Ben replied, “This is a huge fantasy for me. You know if you’re uncomfortable I could take over and…” “No!” Austin quickly exclaimed. “No?” Henrietta asked. Of course, she was completely unable to hear or see Ben. “Oh, I, erm, just noticed I’m running low.” Austin winced as he spoke. “Oh, you must’ve worn more than I thought.” Henrietta sounded surprised, “Well, that’s no good. You’ll have to buy some more.” That was the last thing Austin wanted to do but it likely wouldn’t be his choice anyway. If he didn’t have diapers, it wouldn’t be long before Ben started taking him over again. As far as he could tell wearing the disposable underwear was the only way of pausing or slowing down Ben’s take over. Austin pulled the packet of diapers out from the closet whilst making sure not to dislodge all the other stuff. It was indeed half empty and he placed it on the edge of the bed nervously. Henrietta was quick to pull one out and look at it. Austin waited for her to hand it over. “OK, lay down.” Henrietta said as she rolled to the side and made space on the bed. “W-What!?” Austin gasped. “I’m going to change you.” Henrietta said with a big toothy smile. “But I…” Austin looked down at the diaper he had worn overnight, “It… It doesn’t need changing!” “It’s not about the diaper, silly.” Henrietta rolled her eyes, “It’s about you.” Austin could feel himself growing excited in the diaper, but he knew it was less his own reaction and more the reaction of Ben. For him this was mortifying but for Ben it was a huge turn on. That excitement was causing a physical reaction no matter what Austin did to try and control it. “Do it!” Ben said excitedly from next to Austin. Austin didn’t have much choice. After how he had treated his wife recently, he really couldn’t afford to make her upset. He considered himself lucky that she was even still talking to him let alone helping him with the fetish she thought he had. He reluctantly got on to the bed and slowly laid down. Henrietta quickly kneeled between his legs and held the new diaper. “I’m new to this so no laughing!” Henrietta said with a small laugh of her own. Henrietta ran a hand over the front of Austin’s diaper and felt his erection through the padding. Her smile widened. Austin looked away as the tapes on the front were pulled away and the diaper popped up as his dick was freed. He wished Ben could control himself better. “Just lay back and relax.” Henrietta said. Austin’s physical reactions may have been influenced by Ben’s emotions and fantasies, but he was still a man being touched by his wife. Once Henrietta started playing with him, he quickly started to enjoy it. Perhaps having Ben inside his brain was actually heightening his pleasure in this case because he couldn’t remember feeling this good when Henrietta gave him private time before. It wasn’t long until Austin was pushed over the edge, and he climaxed with a loud grunt. His seed spurted up and over his chest and before it had even finished, he was experiencing a stronger post-orgasm clarity than ever before in his life. “That was amazing!” Ben gasped from across the room. Apparently, he could feel that physical pleasure just like Austin did, “I think I’m in love!” “Wow, quite a mess you made.” Henrietta said. She seemed in awe of the size of the orgasm, “Do you have wipes or anything?” “The top drawer.” Austin said quietly. Henrietta retrieved the baby wipes. She gently wiped Austin up whilst repeatedly talking about just how much cum he had produced. Austin just stared at the ceiling feeling incredibly embarrassed. He had no idea what he was going to do when this was all over, the thought that he might have to pretend that he was into diapers just to stop his wife being suspicious made him want to throw up. “You’ll get used to it.” Ben said. “I don’t want to!” Austin replied out loud before he could stop himself. “Don’t want to what?” Henrietta asked with a frown. She was dropping the used wipes into the open diaper. Austin’s mind started racing. He couldn’t tell his wife the truth now, there was no way other way to explain the diapers. He was still thinking about what to say when a smile appeared on Henrietta’s face. “Oh, I get it…” Henrietta nodded her head, and she let out a little chuckle, “You’re roleplaying, right? I read about this. The “reluctant” baby and all that?” Austin felt his face going red. He didn’t have a better explanation, so he slowly nodded his head causing his wife to start laughing. She started to put a new diaper on Austin, and he just let her do it, he couldn’t believe it had come to this. “This is just the start.” Henrietta said as she inexpertly placed the tapes, “I admit, I don’t know exactly what I’m doing. But I think you’re going to love it.” “You… You really shouldn’t have…” Austin muttered. “Come downstairs when you’re ready. Oh, and make sure you wear something appropriate; I saw you have some things in the closet.” Henrietta leaned in close and gave her husband a kiss on the forehead, “Baby.” Austin shuddered as Henrietta got up and left the room. Austin brought a hand up to rub his eyes. It would’ve been better if Henrietta had been completely opposed to everything that had happened. “You’re wrong.” Ben’s voice came from the other side of the bed. “Huh?” Austin grunted. “It’s not better if your wife is against this stuff.” Ben continued. “Oh, right. I’m still not used to you hearing my thoughts.” Austin said, “I don’t suppose you could… stop?” “Sorry, I would if I could.” Ben replied, “I hear your thoughts in my head as if they were my own.” Austin sat up and turned so he was sitting with his legs hanging over the edge of the mattress. He put his elbows on his knees and then lowered his face into his hands. Things were spiralling out of control, and it felt like it was only going to get worse. Austin wanted to distract his thoughts from spiralling. “So, your wife didn’t understand your fetish?” Austin asked. “Not to start with.” Ben answered, “She didn’t forbid me from doing it, but she didn’t want to get involved. It changed over time though; I managed to get her interested and these days she is very supportive and involved… Well, she was. I still don’t know what’s happened there.” Austin stood up and walked over to his closet. His wife was expecting him to wear one of the few outfits that Ben had bought him. He’d never spent a lot of time actually looking at all the stuff he had shoved into the back corner. With a groan he looked through a few of the onesies. “She really expects me to wear one of these?” Austin muttered to himself. Austin unhooked a baby blue onesie. It was obviously very childish but at least it was also basic, all the others had little designs all over them. It was the best he was going to be able to do. At least Ben had the good grace not to say anything as Austin slipped it over his head and let it fall between his legs. “I feel ridiculous.” Austin said with a red-faced sigh. “Well, you haven’t done the flaps up yet.” Ben said. “Oh? You think that’s going to tie it all together and make me feel better?” Austin asked. He leaned down and after some fumbling managed to press the poppers together, “Nope, still feel ridiculous.” “You look cute.” Ben said. Austin was about to shout at the man in his mind but when he looked up, he could see that Ben was being earnest. Or maybe he could feel that Ben was being earnest. As time went on it was getting harder to tell where he ended and Ben started. “I guess I can’t put this off forever.” Austin said. After stalling for a few seconds Austin finally left the bedroom. He crinkled noisily as he went down the stairs to the hallway below. He could hear Henrietta in the kitchen, and he slowly made his way through. Ben was sitting on one of the chairs as he entered the room and Henrietta turned around from the stove. She broke into a big smile. “Take a seat.” Henrietta said, “I’ll be with you in a moment.” Austin sat down. He felt so weird and awkward like this. After trying to hide what was going on for so long it seemed wrong to be so clearly diapered and even wearing something Ben would think was fashionable. He saw Ben give him a funny look. Right, his private thoughts weren’t so private at that moment. “Here we go.” Henrietta said as she brought over two bowls of steaming porridge. She placed them down next to each other on the table and then grabbed the chair Ben was sitting on. She pulled it around to sit right next to her husband leaving Ben basically floating in a sitting position. “Huh… I didn’t know I could do that.” Ben said as he looked around. Austin’s attention wasn’t with the squatter in his head for long. Henrietta was sitting down smiling at him, it seemed like she thought she was doing something great for him, but Austin had no idea what. “This looks nice.” Austin said as he looked at the bowl. He automatically reached for a spoon, but he hadn’t been given one. Henrietta held up one single spoon and then dipped it into her breakfast. She blew on the hot porridge before putting it into her mouth. Austin watched as she reached over and dipped the spoon in his food. His eyes widened as he realised what was happening a moment after Ben did. He felt himself growing excited in his diaper but was sure that was Ben’s doing. “W-What are you…” Austin started. “Open the hangar for the airplane!” Henrietta said in a sing-song voice. She lifted the spoon out of the porridge and moved it through the air. “I… I…” Austin didn’t know what to say or do. As the spoon moved closer, Austin opened his mouth automatically and let Henrietta push the spoon in. He clamped down and swallowed the porridge which quickly warmed him up as it went down. His cheeks blazed with embarrassment. “This is so cute to watch.” Ben said. He had adjusted position, so he was lying across the table and gazing at the scene wistfully, “You’re truly a lucky man.” Austin stared daggers towards Ben who could obviously read the dark thoughts flashing his way as he quickly stopped talking. It was humiliating for Austin to have to sit there and be fed as if he was a baby. Henrietta kept making the same airplane noises as well, she didn’t seem to get bored of it at all. The worst part was that, thanks to the lie that he was into it, he had to occasionally grin at her as if this wasn’t mortifying for him. “I think I could get used to this.” Henrietta giggled as she was finally feeding him the last of breakfast, “Having you under my control. It’s kind of hot.” Yet again Austin felt his diaper growing tighter. It seemed that the more Henrietta leant into her role of looking after him the more Ben wanted. After breakfast things got no better. Henrietta had clearly taken the intervening days as a chance to prepare for this “special day.” Austin was led into the living room where he found a few toys scattered on the floor and the television turned to cartoons. “Enjoy yourself.” Henrietta said as she kissed Austin on the cheek, “I’ll be down to check on you in a bit.” “Otays.” Austin said. The childish voice came out of Austin before he could even think about it. Both himself and Henrietta paused. He blushed hard and looked away as his wife laughed. She walked away muttering about how cute Austin looked. “Thtop it!” Austin hissed to himself, or more accurately, to Ben. There was no response, and Ben hadn’t appeared in the room. Austin felt weird and it was more than just his strangely babyish lisp that had started. He was surrounded by the baby stuff and had never felt littler, at the same time he felt as if something else was taking control, that Ben was in the driving seat. Time started to pass, and Austin tried to fight for control, but it was useless. He could feel Ben’s excitement infecting him and increasingly corrupting his brain. Before long he was actually crawling to a toy and playing with it, a little toy truck that he pushed around the room. It was such a strange sensation. He was experiencing and watching himself acting like a baby and playing but couldn’t stop it. Inside his mind he was yelling at Ben to stop but he was being completely ignored. He started to feel fear that this was it, that Ben had taken over and he was going to be permanently relegated to a cage in the back of his own brain. Ben was out of control and wouldn’t be stopped. After an hour or so Henrietta came back into the room. Austin looked up at her, inside he was pleading for help but on the outside he smiled widely. She held in her hand a baby bottle filled with milk. “It seems like you’re really getting into this.” Henrietta said with a smile, “You really should’ve told me sooner.” “Sowwy.” Austin’s mouth moved but it was Ben’s speech that came out. “Come on.” Henrietta walked over to the couch and sat down. Austin crawled over and got up on to the couch. He did his best to fight the signals that his brain was sending to his limbs; he tried to stop his arms and legs from moving but it was all to no avail. He was soon over his wife’s lap with his mouth open wide. He wanted to cringe away from this, but he was trapped by Ben, the adult baby’s excitement apparently making him deaf to Austin’s pleas. “Open up for the choo-choo train!” Henrietta said with a big smile. The tip of the bottle went between his lips and Austin felt himself reflexively start to suck. The milk flushed into his body, and he could feel Ben positively giddy with the excitement of it all. It started to infect his own thinking. He had to remind himself that this wasn’t normal, that it wasn’t what he wanted at all. Henrietta’s hand rubbed Austin’s tummy and worked its way down between his legs where she prodded the diaper. Austin sighed around the bottle’s nipple in apparent bliss. “Ooh, you’re already wet!” Henrietta said with a mixture of excitement and curiosity. Austin hadn’t even noticed he had wet himself. He shuddered to think how deep Ben’s tendrils were reaching into him that such a thing could go unnoticed. He knew Ben wasn’t doing it deliberately, or at least he assumed as much, but that didn’t stop it from actually happening. Ben’s excitement had taken over and he worried that the adult baby might not be able to let go of Austin’s body even if he wanted to. “I could get used to this.” Henrietta said as she looked into Austin’s eyes, “You seem so much more relaxed. All that stress you’ve been walking around with must’ve been weighing you down so much.” The bottle feeding only took a few minutes and once it was done Austin was left to play again. The same process repeated itself throughout the day and the longer it went the less aware of his surroundings Austin felt. He stopped being able to have even the smallest influence over his own body, stopped being as aware of everything that was happening. It got so bad that he started to not even be scared by it, like his own emotions were just being overwritten. He sat in the proverbial cage in the back of his own head feeling listless, knowing he should be fighting but lacking the strength to do so. He wondered if this was how Ben felt when he had been trapped, it wasn’t a very nice place to be stuck. By the time dinner came around Austin was helplessly trapped. He could feel Ben’s enjoyment of the situation and it was baby-like. All Austin’s thoughts and feelings were fading until the only thing that was left was Ben. “It’s dinner time!” Henrietta said in a sing-song voice, “Do I have a hungry baby?” Austin nodded his head and crawled forwards. He didn’t try to stand, instead staying on his hands and knees as he made his way down the hallway. With the edges of his mind feeling like they were closing in Austin felt as if he was about to be erased for good. He started to come to terms with the fact that he might never get out of his own head again. “I, erm, didn’t expect you to jump in and take it so seriously.” Henrietta said as she looked down at her crawling husband, “I kind of expected you to be bored of it by now.” Austin climbed up on a chair and sat down. Henrietta brought over his dinner, but he just stared at it seemingly not comprehending what to do. He looked up at his wife who was sat on the opposite side of the table frowning. “Go ahead.” Henrietta said as she picked up her knife and fork. “No!” Austin responded. “W-what do you mean?” Henrietta was starting to sound exasperated. “Don’t wanna!” Austin childishly exclaimed. This was, of course, Ben speaking. Austin would never have spoken to anyone like that, least of all his wife. Despite his weakening consciousness he could see the way Henrietta was looking at him. She wasn’t happy and he couldn’t blame her. She had offered to indulge Austin in a fetish she thought he had, and she had little knowledge of, truly doing it just for him, and in response Austin was apparently acting as difficult as possible even when it was clear that Henrietta had lost all patience with him. Austin prayed that Ben had the emotional intelligence to not push it too far. Surely he could see that Henrietta was done with it all. “Austin…” Henrietta said as she put her knife and fork down. “Feed me!” The words were shouted as a demand from Austin’s mouth. He couldn’t believe that the AB controlling his body seemingly had no self-awareness. It looked like Henrietta was debating with herself what to do. Austin recognised her “you’re on thin ice” look immediately but he could feel, from Ben’s overwhelming presence, that his squatter was too excited to pick up on it. He wanted to shout out and warn Ben that he was lighting a relatively short fuse, but he had no energy. He was watching events through his own eyes as if it was at the end of the tunnel and it was getting further away. Was this how Ben treated his wife? “Fine.” Henrietta pushed her plate around the table to sit next to Austin, “But you’ll owe me after this. I hope you appreciate that this isn’t…” Austin found his attention wandering. Ben wasn’t listening and that meant Austin found it impossible to hear what Henrietta was saying. It was a shame because he would’ve genuinely liked to hear how his wife was reacting to the situation. “Hear comes the airplane…” Henrietta said the words, but it was clear her heart wasn’t in it like it had been that morning. Austin was grateful that Ben simply compliantly opened his mouth. At least there wasn’t going to be more tension bubbling up underneath all this. Austin hoped he would get control back at some point, but he also realised that when he did, he would have a lot of questions to answer. Despite everything, Henrietta seemed to be getting back into proceedings. Austin was cringing from the back of his own head as Ben failed to chew several times and let food roll down the front of his clothes leaving big stains. It was hard to say whether it was Ben or Austin who felt the next problem growing deep inside them first. Austin became aware of a growing pressure and soon felt Ben’s excitement surging through him. For a second, the waves of euphoria swept Austin away and he felt an equal joy in what was about to happen, but as that wave receded Austin was left with a feeling of horror. “No, no, no!” Austin called out with all his remaining strength. His voice echoed around his own head but went no further. It was already too late. Ben wasn’t going to be deterred, and Austin had grown so weak that he wasn’t even sure the adult baby could even hear him. He felt the muscles in his tummy start to push down with no conscious effort on his part. He let out an internal howl of despair and put his hands up to his face, at least the Austin trapped inside his own head did. The Austin his wife could see got a stupid look on his face as his mouth hung open in an almost orgasmic smile. “Austin?” Henrietta frowned. Austin could feel the sensations even if he wasn’t in control of the body. He felt himself push down, he felt that long moment where everything hung in the balance and then he felt himself falling over the edge. He felt his bowels shift and before he had even really come to terms with the emotional impact of what was happening, he felt the very physical sensations. He felt the logs pushing out of him, the smearing on the back of the disposable diaper, the hot and muddy feeling of freshly pooped padding. He could feel the way the diaper forced the excrement to smear against his skin and wanted to cringe out of existence. Maybe it was the way a poopy diaper made Ben feel or maybe the act was so humiliating that Austin willingly gave up control, but everything went very dark. This time Austin didn’t try to hold on to his consciousness, this time he willingly let it slip away. “You’ve got to be fucking kidding me!” Henrieta exclaimed loudly. Austin heard it as if it was at the end of a long hallway. The last thing Austin was aware of was the sound of a chair scraping against the floor and his wife’s angry remonstrations as blessed unconsciousness claimed him. He didn’t know if he would ever wake up again but, right then, it was more than he was capable of thinking about. It was a situation for Ben to deal with, not Austin. --- To read the whole 110+ page story RIGHT NOW just visit one of the following links and enjoy: https://reamstories.com/page/lpjgftb4y2/story/mbeacxeajm https://subscribestar.adult/posts/1890196

This is a preview or a brand new 110+ page exclusive story that I just posted! Austin Tullis is a normal guy working a normal job at an insurance company. He gets by day by day with little excitement and he's fine with that. Things change, however, when he wakes up one morning with a very unusual craving. One that just grows and grows out of his control. When he finally gives in he couldn't possibly have imagined what would happen next. Ben Higgins is a normal guy with a loving family. He gets by day by day but his passion is in the room that is kept locked at all times. It's an unusual passion, not one he is keen for others to know about. When he wakes up one day in a strange man's bedroom he has no idea how he got there, why he is there or who the man is. They are going to have to learn together if they want to keep their lives as they are, otherwise both could lose everything! This is a 110+ page story about possession with lots of humiliation, regression and diapers along the way! --- The next few days were a blur. Austin felt like he was barely present whether he was at work or home. Several times he had suddenly come to his senses and realised he had been zoned out for some time before. He knew that on at least a couple of occasions he had acted strangely with co-workers to the point that they were whispering about him. At home, Henrietta seemed annoyed, but Austin couldn’t remember precisely why. He wanted to apologise to her, but he had no idea what to say sorry for. It was likely the general detachment he had been experiencing. For once the thoughts of diapers weren’t taking up all of his mental capacity. Now his obsession was fighting with his worries that he was losing his mind. He had spent a lot of time searching the internet for information on various disorders though few seemed to match how he felt. Quite often he found himself thinking of “Ben” and continuing to wonder if he was even there. The temptation to put on another diaper to see what happened was always there. It was after work one evening when Henrietta was taking a nap before dinner that the need for diapers overcame Austin again. He crept up the stairs and opened the door to the bedroom as if he was an intruder. He went around to his closet and slid open the door. At any second, he expected Henrietta to suddenly ask what he was doing. Austin slowly pulled one of the diapers out and took it downstairs. The diaper almost felt alive in his hands; he could feel a certain tingling sensation coming from the padding that had his hands trembling. He didn’t want to put another diaper on, he wanted all of this to stop, but he felt like he needed to talk to Ben again. The diapered stranger wouldn’t be ignored and the only way Austin knew to stop the obsession was to wear one of these damn disposables. Austin went into the living room and closed the door. He didn’t have any way of locking it, so his only plan was to do it quickly to minimise the risk of Henrietta walking in on him in an inexplicable situation. He rapidly pulled his pants down and smoothed the diaper out on the couch. The motions were getting easier for Austin to pull off. He laid back on the couch and taped the diaper on. When he sat up, he saw Ben standing in the middle of the room looking like he was trying to get his bearings. “Whoa…” Ben looked down at his hands, “I really was in your brain…” “Yeah, I noticed.” Austin stood up angrily. It was hard to look tough with no pants on, and his crinkling seemed just as loud in the living room as it had in the bedroom, “You need to stop with these damn diaper thoughts, you freak.” “It’s the only way I can get you to listen to me!” Ben exclaimed in reply as he raised his hands up in the air either side of him, “You have no idea what it’s like being cooped up in there. It’s intolerable!” “Oh, it’s intolerable for YOU, huh?” Austin growled through clenched teeth, “Do you have any idea how difficult it is to do anything when you’re distracting me all the time?” “You say that as if I’m doing it on purpose.” Ben replied. “Are you?” Austin asked. “I don’t know.” Ben replied with a shrug, “I’m not exactly an expert on inhabiting other people’s heads. I don’t think I’m doing it deliberately though…” “You don’t THINK that?” Austin asked in exasperation. “I have no idea what’s happening!” Ben shouted, “I just want to go and see my family again!” “Quiet!” Austin hissed, “You’ll wake my wife up.” “Can she hear me?” Ben asked thoughtfully, “Could she see me?” “I didn’t do this to have some weird discussion about the mechanics of this madness.” Austin turned back to Ben, “You need to stop making me obsess for these… things.” “They’re called diapers.” Ben replied. A small smile crossed his lips and Austin found himself getting angrier. “How could you possibly be smiling?” Austin asked. “Because I’m out of your brain and able to move around.” Ben said as he twirled around a couple of times, “Look, you don’t get it. Being cramped up in there is a nightmare. I can barely move, everything is dark, and there is nothing I can do about it. I’m going to go mad in there if you don’t let me out more often.” “If you think I’m going to wear diapers just so you can stretch your legs you have another thing coming.” Austin replied. His hand went down to the tapes holding the diaper on, “This is a waste of time. You’re not helpful in the slightest.” The first tape ripped away from the padding. Austin was reaching for the second tape when Ben quickly advanced on him. The smile was gone; it had been replaced by a sudden look of desperation. It seemed that despite Ben’s cavalier attitude all was not well. “W-Wait…” Ben said as he held out his hands. He had no corporeal form so he couldn’t actually stop Austin from doing whatever he wanted, “You can’t keep me locked up in there. Please, it’s inhumane. J-Just let me walk around for a bit and…” “I don’t think so.” Austin replied simply, “I’ll work out how to get rid of you on my own.” It was a bit of an empty threat. Austin didn’t have the first idea about how to deal with this situation, and he didn’t think there was any way of explaining it that didn’t make him sound utterly mad. He pulled the second tape off leaving just the bottom two tapes holding the diaper on. “I can’t let you do this!” Ben said desperately, “I don’t want to go back in there! I CAN’T go back in there!” “Tough shit.” Austin said. What happened next was so sudden that Austin froze in place. He had just been about to pull on the third tape when he felt a spreading warmth between his legs. He didn’t immediately realise what was happening, it wasn’t something he had ever felt before but gradually his brain clicked into gear, and he knew that it could only be one thing. Austin was doing something he hadn’t done since he was a small child. He was wetting himself! The heat blossomed between Austin’s legs and spread forwards and backwards. Austin clamped down with his muscles and succeeded in stopping the flow for just a few moments before he had to relax again. A hand automatically went down to touch the plastic outer shell of the disposable, and he felt the heat radiating through it. The diaper grew heavier as it absorbed everything he was expelling. Austin could feel the padding sag whilst simultaneously expanding. He simply stood there in open-mouthed horror. Ben was in front of him watching what was going on with a seemingly equal amount of shock. When Austin finally finished, he didn’t know what to do. He didn’t understand what had just happened, he hadn’t felt any need to pee at all and yet he had just soaked the diaper. There wasn’t even a moment of warning to tell him to get to the toilet, it was immediate, and it was unstoppable. His face blazed from the embarrassment as he slowly looked up at Ben with fire in his eyes. “You did that!” Austin growled. He was practically frothing at the mouth. “I… I don’t know.” Ben said slowly, “But if I did it was because you deserved it!” “Deserved it?” Austin repeated. “You’re being unreasonable.” Ben shouted, “You want to keep me locked up an-…” Ben’s voice died immediately as he disappeared. The last tapes had been severed, and the diaper had dropped to the floor. Unlike the dry diapers which almost seemed to float down this one dropped heavily. The smell of fresh urine soon poisoned the air as Austin looked down and saw a few drops of pee dripping into the yellowed padding between his feet. “Austin?” Henrietta’s voice came from upstairs. “I’m here.” Austin called back, “Just getting a drink.” “I thought I heard your voice…” Henrietta shouted. “That was just the television, dear.” Austin replied. Austin quickly bent down to the open diaper and picked it up gingerly. He turned his face away in disgust as he folded it over and used the tapes to hold it closed. He haphazardly got dressed again because he didn’t know if Henrietta was going to come downstairs, so he hurried out the back door and dropped the disposable into a trash can, quickly throwing in some leaves to try and cover it up as best he could. As Austin came back inside it was just in time to see Henrietta walking in. Wearing her dressing gown and yawning her face quickly gave away that she had smelled something strange. Austin quickly tried to come up with a credible lie as to what the smell was. “What is that?” Henrietta said as she sniffed the air. “Oh, I noticed that too…” Austin replied, “I, erm, think we might have a leaky pipe or something.” It was weak and Austin knew it. Henrietta sniffed a few more times before turning around and making the comment that they’d have to call someone out. Austin agreed and sat down in one of the chairs around the dinner table to catch his breath. He looked down and could see some clear wet marks on his pants. --- Austin was sitting in his swivel chair and staring off into space. For once he didn’t feel completely obsessed with wearing a diaper, in fact that urge had become more manageable since the incident at home. That wasn’t to say it was gone completely but it didn’t dominate every waking second anymore… Just most of them. The computer in front of Austin pinged and he clicked to see he had a new e-mail. It was from Terry, his boss, reminding him of the meeting in fifteen minutes time. He looked up to see Carl, the two hadn’t talked much since the odd day in the bar but he got a friendly little smile and head nod. He would be in the meeting as well; it was an all-hands presentation on the latest updates to the McCarthy Plan and Austin was expected to lead it. There was something else occupying his mind though. Ever since he had wet himself, he had been terrified of it happening again. It had happened without warning before, and he couldn’t be sure it wouldn’t be repeated. How much did Ben know of what Austin was doing? Was he biding his time? Could he only act if Austin “let him out?” There were a lot of questions and not many answers. For the last fifteen minutes before going to the meeting Austin tried to go over his notes, but he found it difficult to concentrate. Instead of the obsession dominating his mind it was his anxiety. He didn’t know if he was going crazy, he didn’t know if Ben was real and he certainly didn’t know what the hell was happening to him. When he finally stood up and grabbed his briefcase Austin didn’t feel confident. He still felt dazed as he entered the room where the heads of other departments as well as prominent employees were all waiting for him. He went straight to the head of the table. “Alright, I think we can begin.” Terry said. He clapped Austin on the back, “I think it’s fair to say we all owe this man a round of applause. He’s been at the forefront of the McCarthy Plan from the start and is a big reason a lot of us are getting our bonuses! So, let’s hear it for Austin Tullis!” There was applause and even a few woops. Austin smiled bashfully. He wondered if anyone in the meeting room realised how much he didn’t like the McCarthy Plan, how it was just a tool for him to advance his career. He felt a pang of guilt. “Alright, so, obviously things have been going well.” Austin started as Terry sat down, “Claim denials are up thirty-two percent which has obviously-…” “Sorry to interrupt but I think you mean forty-three percent?” One of the department heads suggested whilst checking his notes. “I, erm, yes.” Austin couldn’t remember which number was right. In fact, he was having difficulty recalling a lot of the figures he had memorised in the last few days. “He’s modest.” Terry joked causing a ripple of laughter around the table. “Heh, yeah, anyway…” Austin tried to calm himself down, but it was difficult. As he was getting stressed, he found his mind turning to diapers which, predictably, only stressed him out more, “Obviously denying these claims has seen our public perception drop slightly but it seems to be holding at numbers which make this worth it. There have been a few court cases from families who have been denied care, but we are successfully stalling most of these and don’t anticipate many to be able to afford the costs of a sustained legal battle.” There were nods around the table. Austin thought it was a ghastly business really, but he pressed on. “So far the legal budget has increased one-hundred-and-thirteen percent.” Austin said. There were a lot of furrowed brows. “That doesn’t sound right…” Terry said. “It’s only been a twenty-five percent increase.” The head of legal said, “It’s high but easily offset by increased profits.” “T-That’s what I meant.” Austin tried to work out where he’d got his number from, but it genuinely seemed to come out of nowhere. He saw Terry lean in a little closer. “Maybe you should get your notes out.” Terry said quietly, “Just to make sure we’re all on the same page.” Austin nodded quickly and lifted his briefcase on to the table. He unfastened the buckles and opened it for just a split second before slamming it closed so hard some people near him jumped. He swallowed anxiously and breathed deeply. There were no documents in the briefcase, but there was a single large folded up diaper. Austin had no idea how the diaper had got there nor who put it there. He certainly didn’t remember doing it and Henrietta wouldn’t have. His hand shook over the top of the case as he tried to rationalise what was happening. He looked back up at the men and women who were waiting for him to continue. He could feel the fog coming down making thinking even harder. “We need to take our campaign to diaper-space.” Austin said slowly. He clamped a hand over his mouth, “Cyber-space! We… We need to to…” “Austin?” Terry was frowning. Something was very wrong. Well, even more wrong than usual. Austin felt like the walls of the brain fog were closing in and it was getting harder and harder to concentrate, he started to feel urges to do and say things that he knew he shouldn’t. It was like he was a marionette trying to resist a puppeteer. He knew it must somehow be related to Ben. “Oh wow, I can do it!” Austin said. His eyes went wide. Those weren’t his words. They came out of his mouth, but they weren’t his. “You can do what?” Terry asked. “Take control!” Austin said without wanting to. Both Austin’s arms flew out and away from him and then he started clapping for a few seconds. He was horrified, none of this was him, he was like a passenger in his own body. He concentrated as hard as possible and managed to wrench control back. He was sweating from the effort, and he looked around the room to see shocked and confused faces. “This is what these big corporate meetings are like, huh?” Again, the words came from Austin, but he wasn’t saying them, “Seems boring.” “Stop!” Austin hissed to himself. He turned away from the room at large and gave himself a slap on the face. It had to be Ben. “Do you want to take five?” Terry asked as he watched Austin turn back around, his face as pale as a ghost. Austin nodded his head and lifted his briefcase to his chest. With everyone watching him he practically ran out of the meeting and straight to the nearest bathroom. He checked each of the stalls to make sure he was alone and then went into the one furthest from the door. He put his briefcase on the toilet and opened it to pull out the diaper within. As Austin held the diaper the desire to put it on became overwhelming. Before he had even thought about what he was doing he had pulled his pants and underwear down and unfolded the diaper. It was difficult in that cramped space but somehow Austin just knew what he had to do. He backed up against the stall wall to hold the back of the diaper in place and then pulled the front between his legs and up over his crotch. He taped it closed as if he’d done this a thousand times. Austin looked around the cramped cubicle. He had expected Ben to appear as he always had before but he was still alone. For just a second, he allowed himself to believe he was rid of whatever Ben was. “I think I’m getting the hang of this.” Ben’s voice was in Austin’s head. It was the strangest feeling, the words had bypassed his ears entirely, he didn’t hear the words as much as they were just… there. As if they had always been in Austin’s head and he was only now noticing them. “What the hell is going on?” Austin hissed out loud. “I can sort of feel things…” Ben said slowly, “And make you do them… sometimes. I don’t know, its weird and-…” “You have to stop!” Austin interrupted the voice in his head. “Do I?” Ben asked. His tone was rather confrontational. Austin swallowed. He certainly hoped Ben couldn’t read his mind. He was thinking that Ben was right, there was literally nothing Austin could do to stop the intruder in his head. If Ben was genuinely getting more of a handle of things, then that meant only bad things for Austin. He swallowed nervously. It was like having a parasite attached to him that was slowly taking more and more control. “Look, we can talk later.” Austin hissed, “You can’t just… take over! This is my work!” “Your work is boring.” Ben’s reply appeared in a way that Austin could perceive but he had no idea how. “Yeah, well, it’s necessary.” Austin replied, “I have to pay the bills.” “Do you know how boring it is for me?” Ben asked rather petulantly, “Stuck here working when we could be literally anywhere else and doing literally anything else. Hell, I’ve seen your brain, do you do anything but think about work?” “Please…” Austin begged Ben, if he was more than a manifestation of mental illness, to just settle down. “You should probably get back to your meeting.” Ben said. Somehow Austin could feel the yawn in the middle of Ben’s sentence, “They’ll be wondering where you got to.” “Just… Stop, alright?” Austin said. He tried to keep the fear out of his voice, “Whatever’s going on we can sort it out but just don’t do anything. Getting me thrown in a mental hospital won’t help either of us!” Austin waited for a response, but he didn’t get one. He was starting to regret being so antagonistic towards Ben, at the time he had seemed to be a strange phantom or apparition but now he seemed like something altogether scarier. Whether he was a ghost, a demon, a manifestation of mental illness or anything else, Austin was terrified that it would gain control of him. In a hopeful gesture of conciliation Austin pulled his clothes back up but left the diaper on. If Ben was paying attention hopefully, he would accept that and not attempt to hijack his body yet again. Last time it had taken all Austin’s energy to get control back. Austin walked through to the meeting room feeling very self-conscious. It was the first time he had worn a diaper and been near other people. He kept expecting the people he passed in the corridor to stop and yell “Hey! This freak is wearing a diaper!” but it didn’t happen. It seemed like people couldn’t tell he was padded which seemed impossible considering how bulky and noisy the diaper seemed to him. “Austin? Is everything alright?” Terry was waiting outside of the meeting room, “I don’t know what that was in there earlier but if you need to step aside and…” “I’m fine.” Austin said quickly, “Sorry, I was trying to be funny earlier, and it didn’t work.” “Right…” It didn’t sound like Terry believed him and Austin didn’t blame him one bit, it was a terrible lie. “OK, let’s finish the presentation.” Terry said as he pushed the door open. When Austin stood in front of the room he fully expected everything to go wrong. He was waiting for Ben to make him do something stupid or for him to lose track of his thoughts, but none of it happened. In fact, Austin aced the rest of the presentation and felt great at the end of it. After he finished answering questions and the other people left the room Terry gave him a clap on the back. “Now THAT’S the Austin Tullis I know.” Terry said with a big smile, “Good job.” “Thanks, Sir.” Austin replied. Austin left the room a few minutes later and had an extra skip in step as he walked down the corridor towards the pig pen. No one was noticing his diaper and he almost felt normal again. There was, of course, the looming spectre of Ben but, right then at least, he was letting himself relax and enjoy a successful meeting. Just as Austin was reaching the pig pen where all his colleagues were busy with work, he felt the need to go to the bathroom. He turned but before he could even take a step towards the toilet he felt something that made him freeze in horror. Immediately, the feeling of confidence and joy that had been so painstakingly built up collapsed. The diaper suddenly blossomed with heat. Austin didn’t know what was going on but as he looked down, he suddenly realised what must be happening. Even as he stood there, in the middle of the office, he could feel the warmth spreading quickly. His hands went down over his crotch, and he could feel the heat radiating through his clothes. “Austin?” Carl was frowning as he came out of a door a few feet down the hallway. He was looking down at Austin apparently holding his genitals. “I… I…” Austin didn’t know what to say. He couldn’t get his mind off what was happening in the diaper, and it seemed to be blocking all the words he tried to form, “I need to go.” Austin quickly pushed past Carl and hurried back down the corridor. He could feel himself waddling slightly as the padding expanded and he prayed no one noticed his odd gait. He pushed into the bathroom so fast he nearly knocked over someone going the other way. He must’ve looked beyond strange to burst in like that and hurry to a cubicle. He was panting as he waited for the sound of the bathroom door closing to do anything else. As soon as he was alone Austin pulled down his pants and looked at the diaper. He let out a moan and banged his head on the cubicle wall. He already knew he had wet himself, but the confirmation hit like a brick. The wetness indicator had changed from yellow to a green-blue, the formerly white padding had darkened all over and even the smell gave it away with the merest hint of ammonia escaping his tightly taped disposable. He covered his face with one hand whilst the other reached behind him, he could feel that the diaper was soaked even halfway up the back. “What the hell is this?” Austin hissed into the empty bathroom. He didn’t know if Ben knew he was talking to him, but he couldn’t have been addressing anyone else. “What do you mean?” Ben’s voice came from next to Austin in the next stall over. Austin stared at the wall for a second and picked up his pants. The diaper was so bulky he had some trouble covering himself up. He felt sweaty from the embarrassment of what had happened as he opened his stall door and darted into the one next door; it was a handicapped stall so there was a little more space. In the corner, sitting on the toilet was Ben in his same stupid outfit of just a diaper and onesie. If Austin hadn’t been so rattled by everything that had happened, he would’ve found the sight slightly ironic, the man forcing this obsession with diapers appearing to sit on a toilet like that. “What do I mean!?” Austin hissed and advanced menacingly towards Ben even though he knew he couldn’t physically interact with him, “I mean you just made me piss myself!” “You needed to go.” Ben’s spectre shrugged, “You really shouldn’t hold it that much, it isn’t good for you.” “YOU don’t get to make those decisions!” Austin exclaimed, “This is MY body… Just because you’re riding inside it like an unwanted hitchhiker doesn’t mean you get to decide this stuff!” “What’s the big deal?” Ben raised his hands to his side in question, “You’re wearing a diaper, aren’t you?” “That’s beside the point…” Austin muttered. It was impossible for Austin to know if Ben was seriously wondering why he cared or if he was teasing him. If he was trying to wind Austin up, he was doing a good job, but his poker face was very strong, he was giving nothing away. “Didn’t it feel good?” Ben asked and a smile broke out on his face, “To just… let go.” “If I tear this off…” Austin ignored the question, “You’re going to make it impossible for me to concentrate again, aren’t you?” “I’m learning how to control certain stuff in there.” Ben said as he pointed to Austin’s head, “But I can’t control everything. When you aren’t wearing a diaper, it feels like I have less… being? Like, I’m only half-alive. I can’t control what you feel but the longer it is the more I feel like I control, and I think that’s where the obsession comes from.” Austin leaned against the wall and then slid down until he was sitting on the floor next to the toilet. Whilst he felt as if he’d been hijacked, he also knew he was powerless to stop anything that was happening, it wasn’t like he could make Ben disappear, it didn’t seem that Ben could make himself leave either. He was even contemplating the philosophical question of what Ben was and what it would mean to “get rid” of him. Would it be murder? Was Ben alive? “Maybe if I stopped wearing diapers and tied myself down so I couldn’t get another one you’d eventually go away.” Austin muttered quietly. “I don’t think so.” Ben replied, “I mean, you weren’t wearing any when I got in there.” “Have you had any thoughts about what is going on?” Austin asked. He felt like he was insane, “Or how to fix it?” “Nope.” Ben replied, “You should probably get off the floor though, it doesn’t look very clean.” “I’m literally sitting in my own piss.” Austin replied dully with a shake of the head. “Fair point.” Ben said, “Look, I don’t want to be in your head any more than you want me there. I have a family, you know? I’d very much like to get back to them.” Austin remained quiet. If Ben really was a symptom of some undiagnosed mental illness or was just a figment of his imagination he had a surprisingly rich backstory. Austin remained sitting on the floor in that wet diaper for several minutes. He was rather surprised at how warm it was, he supposed he had always assumed it would’ve been cold, at least after a little while. When the door to the bathroom opened Austin pushed himself back to his feet. He turned to look at the toilet to see Ben was gone. It was unnerving that the other… person, he supposed, in his head could do that. He straightened himself up as much as possible and flushed the toilet to make it look like he had used it before stepping out. Once back at his desk Austin sank into his seat with a squelch. He shivered slightly; it was a very unsettling feeling to be sitting in a wet diaper like this. He tried to keep his head down and concentrate on his work, with his inability to focus recently being able to actually get something done was a welcome change. Out of the corner of his eye he saw Carl looking at him a few times, no doubt wondering what on Earth he had been doing earlier. “How long have you worked here?” Ben’s voice came out of nowhere. He sounded bored. Austin looked up suddenly. He’d heard the question and knew it must’ve come from Ben but as he looked around, he saw he was still alone, well, as alone as he could be with the squatter in his brain. He ignored the question regardless, he already knew people were questioning his mental state so the last thing he wanted to do was appear to talk to himself. “Seems dull…” Ben said after a few minutes, “I’ve never really understood why people spend so much time doing stuff they hate.” Austin gritted his teeth. He was looking at a spreadsheet that was full of very complex math. He really needed to concentrate on it. He wished Ben would read his thoughts so that the squatter could know how unwanted his input was. It was like having a toddler right behind his ear that required constant attention or he got bored. “That’s a lot of numbers. I could neve-…” Ben started. “Shush!” Austin hissed quietly, “I’ve kept the damn diaper on so you could let me concentrate?” “Geez… Sorry.” Ben stretched the word out. He wasn’t sorry, Austin knew that. Austin started typing away on his keyboard and was making decent headway. For the first ten minutes he kept thinking Ben’s voice would pop up again any second but as time stretched on, he started to feel like he was alone again. He tried not to think about the fact that Ben could apparently “see” what he was doing. “What time do you work until?” Ben’s voice had been quiet for so long that when it suddenly came back Austin nearly jumped out of his chair drawing some looks from people nearby. “I swear to god if you don’t…” Austin stopped when he noticed Carl was looking at him again. He wasn’t the only one either. Austin’s face went a little red and he gave a small laugh as if he could somehow make the strange behaviour seem like a joke before going to back to his screen. For the rest of the day Ben remained silent and unobtrusive for which Austin was thankful. He actually managed to catch up on a lot of work that had been neglected and by the time he was down in his car and alone he was feeling pretty good again. Though the diaper, which he had wet so long ago at that point, was starting to get uncomfortable and itchy. The drive home was quiet. Ben had stopped talking and Austin was happy about that. The knowledge that he was in there and could seemingly make Austin say or do something was still worrisome but the longer he stayed out of the way the better Austin felt. As usual Austin got home before his wife and quickly made his way up to the bedroom. He let out a distinctly feminine scream when he opened the bedroom door to see Ben sitting on the edge of the bed. Austin took a deep breath. “Do you have to do that?” Austin asked in annoyance. “Do what?” Ben replied with a small grin. “For someone who wants to get out of my head you certainly seem to be having fun.” Austin muttered as he loosened his tie and started getting undressed. “I’m getting to use to what I can do.” Ben shrugged, “I don’t think anyone else can see or hear me.” “Lucky them.” Austin muttered as he stripped down to the wet diaper. “You look good in them.” Ben said with an appreciative nod, “I mean, I don’t swing that way, but I have no doubt you’d get a lot of attention at the munches.” “Munches?” Austin asked. “ABDL meet ups.” Ben replied. “Right.” Austin shook his head. Austin pulled the top two tapes away from the wet diaper. He expected Ben to complain or beg him to stop like he had before, but he remained on the bed smiling. It was eerie and Austin paused. It didn’t take him long to realise what could happen next. “If I take this off…” Austin said slowly. “I’ll try to take control of your body and put one on, yes.” Ben finished, “I’m getting good at it.” “You don’t think that’s messed up?” Austin asked. “Oh, it absolutely is.” Ben replied, “But so is trapping me in that little brain of yours for days on end. Sure, I’m able to control certain things now but it takes a lot of energy, and I really don’t like it in there.” Austin could see a slight fear in Ben’s eyes. He was telling the truth. Obviously, Austin had no idea what it would be like to be trapped in a brain, but Ben certainly looked like he’d be willing to do anything to avoid it. He rubbed his chin. “Can we make a deal?” Austin asked. “Maybe.” Ben replied. “How about this… I need to change this diaper, that much is obvious, so why don’t you let me take this one off and I give you my word I’ll put another one on straight away.” Austin offered. “You’ll do that?” Ben asked suspiciously, “Just put another one on? Even though your wife will be home soon?” Austin didn’t feel good bartering with his body autonomy but at the same time he didn’t see himself as having much of a choice. Either he tried to strike an arrangement with the squatter, or he risked losing even more control. He nodded his head solemnly. “Alright.” Ben replied. He stood up and walked around the bed. His footsteps made no sound, “Shake on it.” Ben held out his slightly translucent hand and Austin reached for it. They already knew they couldn’t actually touch each other but they lined up as best they could and moved their hands at the same time, it was the best they could do. “Just don’t take too long.” Ben said, “Time loses meaning in there very quickly.” Austin pulled the two tapes that were still holding the diaper up and it dropped to the floor. Ben vanished in front of his eyes and almost immediately he felt an overwhelming need to be padded again. “Alright, alright…” Austin muttered bitterly as he reached into his closet and pulled out a fresh diaper, “Hold your horses.” Austin laid down on the bed and taped the new diaper on. As soon as he finished placing the tapes the need died away. He let out a deep breath as he looked up at the ceiling. He tried not to panic even though he was terrified that this was going to be his life now. If he had to wear diapers to stop Ben from taking over, he would never get out of them. Well, that was unless he could get Ben out completely but that raised its own issues. “If there was another way I wouldn’t make you do this.” Ben’s voice came from next to Austin. Austin tuned his head to see Ben lying next to him and also staring at the ceiling. Austin sat up with all the now familiar crinkles. He grabbed a pair of pants, but Ben suggested wearing underwear over the diaper to deaden the noise a little. Lo and behold the underwear did seem to make things slightly quieter. He got dressed and picked up the open wet diaper with a grimace. He didn’t like the way it smelled, felt or looked. He folded it up and took it down to the trash can. “So, what do you do all day?” Austin asked. “What do you mean?” Ben replied. “I mean, when you aren’t occupying people’s heads, what do you do all day?” Austin continued, “I heard the way you were talking at work. It was like you’d never been in an office before.” “I haven’t.” Ben replied. Austin had walked back through to the kitchen and was sat at the table. Ben had hopped up to sit on the counter on the far side of the room. “You don’t work?” Austin asked. He was genuinely curious about the person in his head. Knowing more about him couldn’t possibly hurt. “Nope.” Ben stretched and smiled, “My wife does that.” “So, you’re like a… house husband?” Austin continued. “I live a life of leisure.” Ben said, “Once the kids are at school, I can do whatever I want. Play games, watch films, wear diapers…” “Is that fair?” Austin asked after a few moments, “I mean, is your wife happy with that?” Ben went quiet. He looked uncomfortable. After a few moments he shrugged and looked pointedly away. Austin could guess that either Ben’s wife wasn’t particularly happy that she did all the work in the relationship, or that the uncomfortable topic was deliberately avoided. “Don’t you think it would be good to help your family out?” Austin continued, “It can’t be easy for your wife to look after the finances, the chores and… how many kids do you have?” “Two.” Ben replied. He was looking down at the floor. “And looking after three kids.” Austin finished. “Funny.” Ben snorted as he looked up. A silence fell in the kitchen. Austin had a moment where he viewed what was going on from an outsider’s perspective. He must’ve looked crazy, sitting at the kitchen table and talking to himself. Ben seemed to be deep in thought, but before either of them could say anymore the sound of a key in the lock of the front door took Austin’s attention away. “Hey.” Henrietta said as she walked in. “Hi, honey.” Austin replied. He sat at the table feeling terrified that somehow his wife would have x-ray vision and see what he was wearing. Austin spent the entire evening feeling paranoid. Ben had vanished but Austin could feel his presence still. With the diaper on Austin did his best not to move too much whenever his wife was close by. It seemed almost miraculous that she didn’t notice anything was amiss. Thankfully Ben wasn’t so cruel as to force Austin to use the damn thing and he found he was able to tuck himself out of the leg hole when he needed to pee. “I’m going to bed.” Henrietta said a little while later as they sat together watching television, “Don’t stay up too late.” “I won’t.” Austin replied. With a small peck on the cheek Austin felt relief when Henrietta walked away. He relaxed a little into his chair and only then realised how tense he had been. He was presented with a problem though. If he had to wear the diapers to keep Ben happy then sleeping next to his wife would be really difficult. Underneath clothes he was able to keep things hidden but it seemed like it would be impossible to do the same thing in bed. “Ben?” Austin said. “Yes?” Ben replied. He seemed to pop into existence on the armchair Henrietta had recently departed, sitting as if he had been there the whole time. “How did you hide this stuff from your wife?” Austin asked curiously. “I didn’t.” Ben said, “She knew all about it and liked to take part. Well, it took some convincing to get her to change me. I had to wear her down a little bit.” Austin didn’t know why but he found it hard to believe. He supposed it was because it was so strange to him that he couldn’t imagine anyone doing this willingly yet alone two people who were both into it finding each other. His disbelief must’ve shown on his face as Ben grinned. “There’s more of us than you think.” Ben said. His eyes dropped as he sighed, “I miss her. I miss my kids. I’ve been wondering what is going on with them. Am I still there and the me that is here is some weird split? Have I disappeared? Do they know anything about what’s happening?” Austin stayed silent. He had been very wrapped up in his own troubles. It was easy to forget that Ben had apparently been completely uprooted from his life as well. Still, Austin’s mind remained on the diapers. The way they felt and the soft crinkle he always heard even if others didn’t. he thought about how they felt when he wet them, the creeping warmth that tickled his skin and… “Hey!” Austin exclaimed as he stood up and grabbed at the front of his diaper through his clothes. “I’m sorry!” Ben’s eyes opened wide. He seemed genuinely shocked, “I was feeling stressed, and I normally do that to relax!” Austin could feel his bladder emptying into the diaper for the second time that day. With Henrietta already up in the bedroom he wouldn’t be able to get a change either, the warmth made Austin shiver as he sat back down. He glared at Ben, every time he felt like the two of them were making a connection something happened that reminded him that they were very different people, and that Ben should not be there. “Go away!” Austin said as loudly as he dared with his wife upstairs, “I wear these things for you, and this is how you repay me?” “I didn’t mean to. I was just…” Ben started trying to plead his case. “You’re a freak!” Austin pointed at Ben as spit flew from his mouth, “And your wife was a freak for putting up with it!” Austin expected an angry response but instead Ben’s face glowered at him and then all of a sudden, he was no longer in the room. One second, he was there and a blink later he was gone. Austin sighed. He was furious. He had agreed to wear these damn diapers to stop Ben from doing exactly what he had just done. That was twice in one day he had wet himself after not doing it at all since he was a baby. He turned back to the television as he muttered darkly to himself. If Ben’s thoughts and feelings could influence him, he hoped the reverse was also true, that way Ben would know how truly unwelcome he was. --- Austin suddenly jolted and nearly knocked the laptop resting on his knees to the floor. He looked around the dark room feeling intensely disorientated, the television was still on but instead of the cheesy old western he had been watching it was now showing some cartoon. Had he fallen asleep? Austin wondered as he tried to get his bearings. He felt groggy, his mind slow to catch up to the fact that he was now conscious. He looked at his laptop and frowned. It was turned on and the browser was open, but it was just sitting on his homepage. He didn’t remember getting his laptop at all. He looked at the little clock in the corner and saw that it was three in the morning. “Ben?” Austin said. There was no response. Austin moved the laptop to the table next to him and put his hands down on the chair to adjust position. That was when he felt a dampness surrounding his butt on the cushions. He scrambled forwards and on to the floor knocking his laptop off the table but unable to care about whether he broke it. On the seat where he had just been sitting, he saw a large wet stain. With a shaking hand he reached behind him and felt that his pants were wet as well. “Ben!?” Austin exclaimed, pushing the limits of what he thought might wake his wife up, “What the hell is going on!?” Still silence. Austin felt a flood of different things and didn’t know what to concentrate on first. The grogginess was still present though quickly lifting thanks to the shock of how he just “woken up.” As the shock dissipated it was replaced with anger. This was Ben’s doing and now he was just going to run away and hide to avoid the consequences like… well, like a small child. “You can’t just do this and then go silent!” Austin said angrily. But it appeared that Ben could do exactly that as he remained completely absent. Austin’s hands were shaking, and he took a couple of calming breaths. Whatever had happened he had to at least hide the results before Henrietta came down and discovered everything. Austin flipped the seat cushion and was grateful to see the wetness hadn’t penetrated all the way through the padding. Austin went through to the washing machine and stripped off his pants. As he held them up, he felt a small splash against his ankle and realised his diaper was still leaking on to the hard floor. He ran his hand around the outer plastic and shivered as he felt the liquid. He couldn’t believe anyone liked to do this stuff. He pulled the tapes off the diaper and let it fall to the floor. “Ugh.” Austin looked away in disgust. Every inch of the padding was yellowed from his accident. He shook his head. It wasn’t HIS accident. This was Ben’s doing and already he could feel the urge to put a diaper on starting to grow. He wasn’t going to reward Ben taking over his body by going along with his demands though. Austin took the wet diaper outside and dropped it in the trash can. He stuffed his pants into the washing machine and covered it with other stuff to try to keep it hidden. He rubbed his eyes and turned away to go back down the hallway towards the stairs naked from the waist down. No matter how much time was passing Austin remained furious with Ben. Whatever he was, he was seemingly taking over his mind and body. He was equal parts terrified and upset. He wondered if there was any limit to what Ben might be able to, there could be a time where he, Austin, was locked away entirely. He went into the bathroom for a shower; he could distinctly smell the urine he had been sitting in. Austin climbed into his bed next to his wife and looked up at the ceiling in silence. He could hear Henrietta mutter something in her sleep and he wondered if it was too late to come clean about everything that had happened. He sighed. Maybe he was just going insane. At that point it might’ve been a relief. --- To read the whole 110+ page story RIGHT NOW just visit one of the following links and enjoy: https://reamstories.com/page/lpjgftb4y2/story/mbeacxeajm https://subscribestar.adult/posts/1890196

Sam is hoping that her humiliating situation is confined to Jade's home... She is quickly left disappointed. --- I am only able to devote as much time as I do to writing thanks to my wonderful subscribers. Writing is my only source of income and therefore I appreciate immensely everyone who supports me. For $5 you can see all of my story updates one week before the rest of the world. For $10 you get all the early stories PLUS 35+ EXCLUSIVE STORIES not available anywhere else AND early access "Livy's New Family: The Comic" Please check out the links below for more information, tiers, and rewards. https://reamstories.com/elfy https://subscribestar.adult/elfy --- The television was off so there was nothing to distract Sam’s attention. She was alone and leaning against the side of the playpen getting increasingly bored. The humiliation was bad enough but she had never thought about how boring a baby’s life was with only the most basic things to entertain them. An hour later the only person Sam had seen was an older female member of staff who would leave a bottle in the pen. Sam had tried to speak to her the first few times she came in but the woman, either under orders or not, ignored her completely. Sam was increasingly feeling like it wasn’t just Jade who saw her as a useless infant, the staff seemed to as well. Unfortunately the milky breakfast and bottles took their toll on Sam’s small body. She had started to feel the need to release her bladder not long after being sat in the playpen, it had now built to a point where she was struggling to hold back. She didn’t even know why she was bothering to hold it all in, it wasn’t like she would suddenly be allowed to go to the toilet or anything like that. The time to expect mercy from Jade had long past. Sam got on to her knees and closed her eyes. Her body still tried to fight what she was doing, it hadn’t quite learned that this was the new normal for her. Holding her breath Sam slowly relaxed and felt the muscle holding in her urine relax, a second later there was a feeling of rushing liquid and then a warmth blossoming in her underwear. She let out her breath as she continued wetting her pants. It seemed to go on forever. After holding back for so long Sam’s bladder wasn’t going to stop until it was fully emptied, the girl shivered slightly as the pee saturated her diaper. The padding swelled up noticeably and she could feel the dampness creeping up the front and back of the disposable. Once Sam was done all she could do was sit back down and feel the padding push against her skin. The wetness was impossible to ignore though. Though the warmth was quite pleasant the knowledge about how it had come to be repulsed Sam. Sam was so bored. There was still no sign of being allowed out of the playpen and her diaper was starting to cool. She laid flat on her back and stared up at the ceiling. All she could think about was what she could’ve been doing right then. Instead of being trapped like a baby she could’ve been on her computer playing video games or talking to friends, she could’ve been out going to the mall or cinema… she could’ve been literally anywhere but there. There was only so long that Sam could lay there doing nothing. She could almost feel her brain turning to mush from lack of stimulation. After a long drink from the latest bottle that had been left for her she let her head turn to the side to look at some of the toys she had been left with. They didn’t seem appealing at all but with nothing else to do she was going stir crazy. Sam climbed to her feet and had a noticeable waddle as she went over to the various toys. None of it held much interest for her but she had to do something to pass the time. She pulled a bucket of plastic blocks into the centre of the pen and poured them out on the floor in front of her. “I’m only doing this because I’ve got no choice.” Sam said out loud. She was aware that the baby monitor on the mantelpiece was turned on and wanted to make sure anyone seeing or hearing her knew that she was doing this under duress. There was obviously no response and Sam sat down in front of the blocks. She felt incredibly self-conscious despite being alone in the room. It felt like as soon as she started “playing” a whole host of people would burst in to laugh at her. It was a patently absurd thought because they would be too busy laughing at how she was dressed to be bothered by the blocks. Even so, as she picked up a red rectangular block she made sure to scowl to let any would-be watchers that she wasn’t happy doing this. It was very dull in the playpen. Sam was stuck trying to make up games for herself that at least gave her a little investment in what she was doing. Instead of “playing” with blocks she tried to pretend she was an architect designing possible buildings. Anything at all that would make this childish activity seem like something a little more worthwhile. It wasn’t long into her playing that she felt her bladder complaining. Sam sighed as she put the blocks she was holding down and relaxed. A second later she shivered as she felt urine flooding the padding that was wrapped around her waist. As soon as she had finished she looked up at the monitor. She knew she could ask for a change but the words were almost too humiliating to contemplate. Instead she tried to ignore the tickling feeling of the urine running around her skin and got back to the blocks. Whenever anyone came into the living room it was only to take an empty bottle and replace it with a new one. It meant Sam was kept hydrated and as time went on her diaper was only getting wetter. It was a little after lunch time, cut up sandwiches and a sliced up apple, that Sam realised she was quickly reaching capacity. Sam was on her knees prodding at her crotch. The padding was thick and the plastic outer shell had been pulled taut by the wetness within. She reached behind her and could feel that the padding was wet all the way up to the small of her back. The disposable felt very heavy and she could feel traces of liquid around the leg bands which meant she was probably very close to leaking. Despite feeling so gross that she was sitting in so much of her own urine Sam’s first instinct was to just wet again and leak everywhere. The devil on her shoulder told her that Jade deserved it, she deserved the mess. However the angel on the other shoulder reminded her Sam that it was very unlikely Jade would be the one to clean the mess up. That wasn’t to mention the spanking she feared she’d get. Unfortunately that left her with one alternative. “Ja-… Mommy?” Sam said tentatively as she got on her knees and held the bars in front of the baby monitor. There was no response. Sam wasn’t even certain it was a two-way radio. “I need… Could you change my diaper?” Sam asked. The question made her nauseous but she didn’t see what choice she had, “Please.” Sam sat back on the floor. Her face was a deep red with shame and embarrassment. Having to ask to have her diaper changed was almost as bad as having to wear them in the first place. She had no way to know if she was being heard or if someone was coming. All she could do was wait. The hardest part of this whole baby lifestyle she had been forced into was having no control over these sorts of things. Everything was handled by other people. She hadn’t wanted any responsibilities but this was far from what she had imagined. Footsteps on the stairs had Sam turn to face the door. A few seconds later it opened and Jade’s smiling face appeared. Sam looked away in embarrassment, she hated Jade’s knowing smile even if she was looking forward to having dry underwear. “I heard a baby crying out for a diaper change.” Jade said in a high-pitched sing-song voice. “I wasn’t crying.” Sam replied shortly. “Not yet.” Jade said with a giggle, “Come on, you’re due a change anyway, we have to head out soon.” “I don’t want to go anywhere.” Sam said nervously. “Just let Mommy worry about that.” Jade opened the gate of the playpen. Sam climbed to her feet and felt the diaper hang low. She started walking towards the opening and found herself waddling to an almost obscene degree. Jade waited by the door and only when Sam drew near did she lean down to pick her up. Being carried was something Sam was used to and even though she still hated it happening she couldn’t help but feel some relief that she wouldn’t have to struggle to walk in her soaked padding. Jade carried Sam into the nursery and straight over to the changing table. Sam knew the procedure by now. She was undressed and laid down before Jade got a fresh disposable ready. The warm swollen padding acted like a heavy weight on her crotch. “Seriously, where are we going?” Sam asked. “You’ll find out soon enough.” Jade answered as she laid the white rectangle of a new diaper on the edge of the table. “I want to know now!” Sam exclaimed in annoyance. “Now, now…” Jade tutted her tongue, “There’s no need to have a tantrum.” Sam’s angry retort was cut off by the tapes of her diaper being pulled away. As the front was lowered the air in the nursery chilled her. When the cold baby wipes were applied to her private area she shivered. Her annoyance wasn’t helped by having her legs lifted and her butt wiped as well. When her legs were lowered down it was onto a fluffy new diaper, she hated the way she felt relief at the sensation. With the new diaper taped on Sam was dressed in a new outfit. It was a flowery thin dress that actually looked a little more grown up than a lot of her other outfits though it still belonged on a child rather than a grown woman. She was sat on the edge of the changing table so some frilly socks with small bows were pulled on to her feet. After that she was carried back downstairs. No matter how many times Sam asked what was happening Jade simply deflected the question. She was sat down on the bottom step of the stairs where her shoes were put on her feet, it felt crazy that Sam wasn’t even going to be allowed to do that for herself. Jade really seemed to want to make Sam feel as useless as she possibly could. Now that she was “dressed”, though Sam felt her clothes were far from appropriate, she was picked up and the front door opened. Being taken around the store in the cart had been humiliating but now Sam was leaving the house in a thick diaper. She looked around fearfully praying that no one was looking out at her as she was carried to the car. The rear passenger side door was opened and Sam was placed in the toddler car seat. Jade hummed a happy tune as she brought the various straps round and buckled her in place. “I’m begging you…” Sam said as Jade stood up, “Take me back inside. I’ll do whatever you want! If you want me to be a baby I’ll do it just PLEASE don’t take me out like this!” “Silly little girl.” Jade replied with a chuckle, “You’ll be my baby whether I take you out or not. Just relax, little one, let Mommy do all the worrying. The only thing you need to worry about is looking cute and you’re doing a great job.” The door was closed and Sam was left feeling helpless. Thanks to the straps over her shoulders and arms she couldn’t even really hide her face as Jade started driving down the gravel path. They left the driveway through the large automatic gate and turned on to the road. Sam kept straining to see out the window to try and work out where they were going, they were driving into town but it wasn’t helping Sam suss out their destination at all. “Jade?” Sam asked after a few minutes. Her cousin didn’t react at all, in fact she made a big scene about how she WASN’T looking, “Jade?” Sam sighed. She wasn’t ever going to get used to how she was supposed to refer to Jade now. Even when she remembered she couldn’t make herself do it until her curiosity got the better of her. She scrunched up her face as she blushed. “Mommy?” Sam finally said. “Yes, baby.” Jade replied merrily. “Can you tell me where we’re going now?” Sam asked. “We’re almost there.” Jade said as she indicated and turned right, “You’ll see in a minute. I’m sure you’re going to be really excited!” Sam doubted she would be excited. She was, in fact, much more certain she would hate it. She already felt dangerously exposed and she hadn’t even been seen by anyone yet. The best Sam could hope for was that whatever the destination was it wouldn’t have anyone else there. She nervously played with her fingers as her feet swung in the air over the edge of the car seat. The buildings outside the window started becoming smaller and sparser. They had left the centre of town and were now passing through a slightly more rural area. Finally the car pulled into a car park and Sam turned her head this way and that to try and work out where she was and why she was there. At the edge of the car park there was a rather large one floor building with big windows that opened out to the street. Inside Sam could see a large open space with a huge mirror covering the far wall and a bar stretching all the way across. There were several other cars in the lot but the hall itself seemed empty. “What are we doing here?” Sam asked. She might’ve known she was wasting her breath. Jade stepped out of the car without a word. She opened the door nearest Sam and released the restraints that were holding her against the back of the seat. Sam was lifted up and sat on Jade’s hip, straight away she looked around and to her horror saw another woman carrying a small child towards the door. Whatever was happening here Sam realised she wasn’t going to be alone. “Now, I Imagine you are going to want to be a good baby here.” Jade whispered as she started carrying Sam towards the entrance of the hall, “Unless you want everyone else to think you’re actually an adult. We both know that wouldn’t be true.” Sam didn’t need Jade to clarify the threat she was making. If she tried to tell anyone she wasn’t actually a baby it would be utterly humiliating for her and if Jade stayed nearby she knew she wouldn’t get far before being dragged out and then she was sure she would get a punishment that would make her previous spanking feel like tickling. Sam was carried towards the entrance and felt increasingly nervous with every step. She saw small children, mostly little girls, running in ahead of her and wondered what the heck was waiting for her inside. --- If you want to find out what happens next RIGHT NOW you can do so at the following links: https://reamstories.com/page/lpjgftb4y2/story/m7x7lotzmt/chapter/mb9eew32v12 https://subscribestar.adult/posts/1882123