Fulldiaper

Keep up the awesome work Fulldiaper Michael

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Awesome....the avenues you have open for Erica and our diapered hero are numerous, from friendly to nearly sadistic.

boo, Keep up the excellent work. Love reading your updates. fulldiaper Michael

I sure hope there is a follow up to this~~~!!!!! Please Fulldiaper Michael

Boo, Just when I think it can't get any better, you surprise me. Looking for more surprises, and keep up the greattttt work. Fulldiaper Michael

The best way to become a good mummy/mommy is communication. Find out what your bABy wants and what you want from the relationship also. If you both agree, then discuss playtime and various scenario's and play equipment. If this is going to be a live in relationship, you need to discuss when and where bABy will be in character and mommy/mummy will be also. This can be limited to the bedroom and play areas, in the home, to public or private times. If in public, it should be decided is bABy to comply completely with their nappy/diaper for everything, or are they allowed various potty privileges? If full compliance is required, then a diaper bag and changing materials will have to also be carried by mommy/mummy or the bABy. Diapers/Nappies, powder, lotions, wipes etc.

Hello Ma'am. I'm in Nebraska and just about into Kansas ma'am. I've been through Arkansas also and it's lovely. I hope to hear from you and chat in the future ma'am. Yours Sincerely, FDMichael

Hello all, I'm probably one of the older, if not the oldest AB/DL on this board, but I would like to take this time to introduce myself. I'm a white male, 3'43" tall, that loves dominant women and nurses, but would like to meet a dominant woman that nurses. Hope to hear from men and women, but especially the ladies that are interested in talking with an intelligent, sensitive bigbABygentleman.

I told my ex, prior to getting married and she knew everything about me and my fetish and for 17 years I lived in a nightmare. Before we were married, we would play mommy and bABy. Right afterwards, she cut me off at the knees and said, "she wasn't going to compete as a woman against my diapers." And she didn't, she used them against me. Told my pastor and friends about it and I nearly comitted suicide, but thank God I didn't. I'm now free of her and it's taken me quite a lot of years to get over the mental abuse, but I still I think I would expose myself again, if I had it all to do over. No secrets from the one's you love; NOT ONE! including your love for diapers. I have since met other women and within a date or two, I let them know about my fetish and explain that it has nothing to do with children. Most of the women I date are nurses, and nurses aides so they don't think it's that different, since they change diapers all day long at work. Be honest, be fair and be strong. Good luck Fulldiaper Michael

Boo, Keeping up the great work. Guess the powder won't be neceessary FDMichael

ReReads the story to find out what type of powder this is and puts in boo's drink so he has NO reason to get and can continue writing FulldiaperMichael

Alli is the old standby weakened call Xenical. Some of the side effects of Xenical were oily fecal discharge and partial to complete incontinence, if you ate fatty soluable foods. It blocks the digestion of fatty foods and passes them through the bowels.

Boo, If you stop, I'll send a diaper assassin squad to take your continence and condem you to diapers for all eternity. Or better yet, spike your water supply with the powder the girls put in his bottles. Fulldiaper Michael

boo. well worth the wait my friend. Can't wait to see what granny has in store for poor Robby. Keep up the great work FulldiaperMichael

Awesome as usual Boo. Keep up the great writing and I'll keep reading in anticipation

Boo, As usual keeping on the edge of my padded posterior. Keep up the great writing

Dr. J. This is an awesome story and keeps me on the edge of my seat each time I read a new chapter. Keep up the great work.

More Please

Another awesome cliff-hanger. Keep up the great work Boo

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Chapter 4 Then she said, "let me demonstrate bABy." She pressed a button and I was at home, in the nursery, mommy was holding me and getting ready to change me lovingly. She placed me on the changing table and lovingly and ever so gentley pulled one tape off and then the other and said, "did little bABy boy leave mommy a surprise?" and blew on my tummy. She opened the diaper and lifted my legs and said, "yes hims did, him's left mommy a special surprise. good bABy." She then reached for the baby wipes and cleaned up the mess smiling and laughing the whole time. She lotioned and powdered me up and lifted my legs up and placed a clean fresh diaper under me and taped it up snuggley and blew more on my tummy and picked me up and held me to her breasts and rocked me. Then I was back on the gurney in front of my captor. She said, "or it could be like this." and pressed the button. I was locked inside of a crib, my body was encased in some kind of rubber. I could tell I had something thick on around my crotch, but trussed up the way I was I couldn't see. In walked this woman wearing a tight white rubber dress and she said, "I see the enema has failed to work bABy, guess we'll have to take more drastic measures." She removed a syringe out of her pocket and approaches me and then roughly turns me so she has access to my backside and jams the needle through the rubber and whatever is underneath it, until it hits home in the fleshy part of my butt. She then mashes the plunger down and I feel the contents entering and burning. She says, "this should do the trick bABy." Then she attaches a leash to my neck and roughly pulls me to my feet. We start to leave the room when the first cramp hits me and I double over. She says, "not yet bABy, not here." She again jerks the leash and I have to follow. When we exit the door, I'm in an auditorium and it's full of teenage girls and women of all ages and sizes. She takes me to the center of the meeting and places me on a OB-GYN table and places my feet in the stirrups and secures them. She turns the table, where all the women can see my crotch. I pass a loud fart and all the room get's ghostly quiet. She says, "ladies this is how you treat a man and keep him under your control." I let another fart, this time it was a wet one and then the dam broke and I started farting and pooping and I couldn't stop. Spasm after spasm gripped me and let me go as the contents of my bowels were emptied into the seat of my diaper. My captor said, "notice the brown stains appearing on bABy's diaper ladies?" "I gave this bABy a shot less than ten minutes ago and this is the results. He has to wear diapers, or risk completely soiling or wetting hmself in public.", she stated. Then said, "what man would want to go to a bar or sporting event looking like this?" All the women laughed in unison. Then she said, "do I have any volunteers to change our very messy bABy?" Not one woman raised their hand. She said, "see also ladies, no problems with infidelity either. What woman would want to change a man's shitty diaper before she fucked him?" Then again I was back on the gurney in front of my captor. Then she said, "you behave and it will be like the first dream sequence, you don't and it will be like the second every second you are in training. GOT IT?" She scared the crap of me litterally. I filled my diaper and felt my penis come to life and I couldn't stop it. I felt my penis growing harder and harder and being stroked. She noticed the look on my face and said, "oh does bABy like his diapers?" I couldn't help it, I blurted out, "make me your diapered bABy slave Ma'am." She said, "oh I will bABy, I will MAKE you my helpless diapered bABy slave. Before you leave here, you'll be totally and completely diaper dependent." I knew I should be scared, but the orgasm that was building was making feel like I didn't care. All that mattered was the climax in my diapered crotch that was building and inevitable. My body tensed up and I could feel her hand on my now hard and throbbing penis helping me to my heavenly climax. All of a sudden, I was in the girls locker room, only in a diaper and all the girls watching me as I hit the point of no return and ejaculated into my diaper. The girls all reached out and touched the now soaking wet with cum diaper and I felt myself being pushed backwards and landed on my butt and the girls were removing my soaked diaper. One said, "wait a minute, we need to clean the bABy out." Then dissapeared. She returned with a full red bag of enema solution and while my diaper was off, proceeded to stick the nozzle in my butt, while the other girls sealed another diaper around my loins. I felt my bowels filling up and started to beg the girls to allow me access to the bathroom. Almost in unison, they all said, "you're wearing your diaper bABy." Then a couple of them started rubbing the front of my diaper and stomach. Then when the bag was empty, they pulled it roughly out of my bottom and diaper. Then a few of the girls sat on my tummy, trying to force me to fill the diaper with the enema solution. They bounced and satdown hard, until the inevitable happened, then they all got up and watched me fill my diaper. Then they picked me up and took me to the pricipal's office, where the school nurse proceeded to change into a clean diaper and sent me home like that, where my mother kept me in diapers from that day on. Then I was back on the gurney. She said, "enjoy you're little trip bABy?" I then realized, that these women controlled every bit of my comfort or discomfort and started to cry. I was wheeled into a room and felt a pin prick in my hip and the room got all fuzzy and I passed out. I fadded in and out of conscienceness and everytime I did, someone was attending to my wet or messy diapers. My dreams were a mix of nightmares and dreams. Some were really great, and other's were extremely humilating and degrading. All of them involved beautiful women and I was always diapered, sometimes I was just wet, but usually I was wet and messy in front of these beautiful women. Even if I didn't think they knew I was diapered, all of them some how did. Most thought it was cute, though others were completely disgusted and wanted to humilate me and make me wet and mess them in front of them and usually I had no choice. I don't know why, but they would say, show me your diapers bABy, and I had to show them. As soon as one would say, is he wet? I would begin to helplessly pee in my diaper. If one dared to say, "Is he messy?" I would feel my backside open and begin to fill my diaper. I thought it strange there were no men in any of my dream or nightmare sequences. Only women, all beautiful and well built. I wanted to have sex with them, but all of them said, "you're too much of a bABy." ...to be continued

Chapter 4 We made our way back to the kitchen for me to see what Lydia had prepared. My goodness, there was three types of meat, potatoes, vegetables of three kinds. I had a big quart sized babybottle sitting in front of my seat, which had a booster seat on it. Lydia had all this stuff built for me and her. On the side serving table was the pasta and sauce I saw her making earlier. She said, "this is a special evening bABy." I said, "what makes it so special?" She said, "this is the evening, where mommy and you get to know each other better bABy." I thought, "wow, I've been wanting this forever and now it's here." I said, "wow, tank ou mommy." Lydia flushed up and I saw a tear come to her eyes and she got up and walked over and hugged me so tight I thought I was going to pop. She satdown beside me and started scooping things onto my plate. Then she floored me, she reached under the table in a drawer and removed a small portable blender/chopper and proceeded to puree all my food into one big conglomeration of bABy mush. She then proceeded to spoon the mush into my mouth with an oversized spoon getting about 90% of the mush all over my face and cheeks. The bowl didn't seem that big, but about half way through, I let out a very loud BUUUUURP and she said, "my bABy is getting full, aren't you?" I said, "yeth mommy." Then she turned away and I thought I heard her say, "those diapers will be quite full by this evening or morning and bABy will be delivering a special delivery for mommy." I said, "What mommy." She said, "I didn't say anything darling, other than that's mommies big bABy boy." Now that my bowl of much was half gone, mommy put the huge bottle of milk; I thought to my lips and said, "drink up bABy." She was facing me and I heard her say, "this bottle full of benefiber and miralax will ensure mommy a full diaper bABy." I thought, is she also a partime Ventriloquist? Then again, I heard her say, but her lips didn't move, "those diapers will be just full of surprises for mommy." I then started putting two and two together. The woman in the truck, the women as we were driving stopped at the stoplight and now Lydia. I could hear what women were thinking. I said, "mommy, can I be a complete bABy this weekend, no potty?" She said, "are you sure you want to doo that bABy?" Then she said, "Oh Yes, yes you can bABy." I said, "I want to be your helpless diapered bABy slave mommy. No POTTY!" She hugged me and said, "if that's what you want, that's what you'll get darling." She then left the table and returned with a garment in hand. She said, "these are locking rubber pants to keep bABy from tampering with mommies handiwork. Do you want mommy to put them on you bABy?" I said, "anything mommy wants, I will do it Ma'am." Lydia had me stand up and then pulled the rubber pants on over my diaper. She then snapped them shut around my diaper and legs. Then she said, "Suck it in bABy, I'm locking you in now." I took a deep breath and felt pressure on abdomen and just above my hipbone, insuring I couldn't pull the rubber pants down or get my diaper off now, without mommy's help. She then left and went to the sink and came back to me and handed me a blue and red pill. She said, "these pills will make you use your diapers as they were intended for the next fourty-eight hours." Little did I know, that the pills actually worked for nearly a week and half to two weeks and she was setting me up. I took the pills and popped them into my mouth and swallowed them with the water. We sat back down and felt really light headed and mommy continued to spoon feed and bottle feed until everything was gone and in my stomach. I felf so full and bloated. I thought the chain running through the rubber pants was going to cause me to burst. Mommy took me by the hand and started toward the locked basement door. She pulled a card key out of her bra and passed it through the card reader and then entered a four or five digit code and the basement door popped open. We went down a flight of steps and came to another door and she spoke something in some language other than English and that door slid into a wall recess. We can to a set of double doors and she looked into a device and placed her hand on the grid and the door opened. Finally she spoke again and a voice said, "verifying. Pass and Enter please." We entered a very large and white room with doors on the other end and a what appeared to be changing table in the middle of the room. Mommy said, "I had this built especially for you bABy." My heart skipped a beat and I thought, "boy what did I get myself into?" She then pointed to the changing table in the middle of the room. She said, "that's your changing table for the weekend bABy. Mommy will change all your wet and messy diapee's right there" Then she said, "I had some special diapers made that we'll be trying this weekend too bABy." About that time, I had a cramp that doubled me over and I landed on the floor and curled up into the fetal position. Mommy walked across the room and I heard her say, "don't fight it bABy, just let the diaper's do what they were intended to do, hold your special delivery for mommy bABy." I heard the click of her high heels as she walked and then I heard a faint voice, and saw the side wall open and revealed was every type of diaper you can imagine for an adult, cloth and disposables of every make and size. Next to that were all kinds of diaper covers, from rubber, vinyl and plastic to some exotic types and feminine rhumba panties too. Just then another cramp gripped me and I felt my bowels start to spasm. I knew that any minute I was going to perform a very infantile act in front of this lovely woman and there was absolutely nothing I could do to prevent it. My breath deepened and got shallower and shallower as I clenched my ass cheeks together to keep the infantile forces from forcing themselves into my locked on diaper. Lydia approached me and she said, "this will make it so much easier bABy." I felt a slight pin prick in my ass and all the world started to slowly become fuzzy and I was light headed. I heard her say, "come on bABy, doo it now and give that package to mommy." I then felt her pushing on my abdomen and rubbing my butt. I lost my concentration for just a second and the first push caused a slight bulge in the back of my diaper that Lydia massaged and said, "come on bABy, you know you have so much more to give mommy." The second and third wave were semi-solid and pushed the first wave deeper into my diaper and up toward my scrotum and penis. Lydia kept massaging the back of my diaper now and the fouth wave his, it was only semi-solid and almost like baby poop. The final waves were nearly liquid and just kept coming until I was overwhelmed and passed out from the efforts. Lydia must have carried me, I wasn't on the floor any more and my very full and soiled diaper was now gone and replaced with a super thick disposable with a cloth outer cover. Just then the door opened and I saw Lydia enter. She placed a bottle into my mouth and I instinctively started suckling. The contents were a bit bitter and had a funny after taste. I was sure she was drugging me, but I didnt' care. It was then I noticed that I was in a steel barred "CRIB". Holy crimeny, it's a HUGE ADULT CRIB with metal bars. I could see the top, but I couldn't get out of it without some kind of assistance. While I was drinking, I felt my bladder release into my diaper and I heard a musical sound coming from my crotch. Lydia said, "some little bABy is all wet!" She said, "your diaper has a musical alarm so mommy knows when the bABy is wet." I thought, "where in the hell did she get something like that?" She then pressed a button, just out of my line of sight and spoke a command and the bars lowered to where I could have stepped out, but something told me not to. Then Lydia said, "the floor is rigged with pressure sensors, if bABy get's out, there will be a price to pay diaper boy." I had no shoes on, and Lydia did, so I figured maybe she was telling me the truth. Considereing all the other things she had installed, that wouldn't be out of the range of possiblities. I then heard a wirrring noise and saw a camera that was trained on the crib area. She said, "I can monitor bABy from anywhere on the estate with the camera system and the remote I carry on my person bABy." "There is also two way audio built in, so I can tell if you need something." she continued. Then she reached up and pulled a pacifier into my mouth and it inflated where I couldn't spit it out. She said, "this will insure bABy's diapers are wet and full for mommy this weekend bABy." She spoke a command and some brownish paste started down the tube and she explained, "this is a very high fiber formula that will keep enough fiber in your system, that if you fart bABy, you'll fill your diapers. It also contains an electrolite balance so bABy's electrolites stay good. Wouldn't want to have to explain to the authorities why a grown man was pissing and shitting himself like a baby toddler, now would we?" But, her lips didn't move! .... to be continued

I'm back in the 80's when Dallas' Pam is walking into the bathroom and Bobby is in the shower

Chapter 3 Boy was that an understatement. I hadn't cum like that since I was in my mid to late teens and with that much intensity. I was falling into their well laid trap and I was enjoying it. Then she took a pacifier and placed back in my mouth and secured it behind my head and then she reached out of my line of sight and I could see a white substance making it's way toward my mouth down the tube that was attached to my pacifier. She said, you need your nourishment bABy to keep your diapers soaking wet and sloshy, so you can enjoy your diapers; and then she smiled at me. I tried to put my tounge over the holes in the pacifer, and she said, "ah ah ah" and she attached a tube and I could feel the pacifier inflate in my mouth and there seemed to be a million holes now. I couldn't get them all, so I tasted the paste. It was sweet with a little bit of an after taste. I thought, "I'll just swallow this and maybe she'll stop." I swallowed and that started a process of me getting paste, swallowing and more pasted replacing the paste. As I was "eating" I called it. Three other women in long tight red rubber outfits came in and my dream angel said, "we'll see you later bABy." The women in red as I came to call them were wearing RN nursing badges with their names. The short cute brunette was named Tammie and then there was tall, slender blonde, her name was Ronnie and finally there was a tall, well built redhead that her name was Priscilla. They all introduced themselves and said, "what's your name lil bABy?" Then Tammie looked at her chart and said, "oh this is bABy Michael." Ronnie looked at her chart and said, "him's is here because him's mommy caught him." The redhead Priscilla just smiled at me. All of the women were well in shape and bubble butt and bodacious breasts. Priscilla's nipples were hard and protruding to the surface of her red dress. I noticed that Tammie had a camel toe. I didn't realize that these women were distracting and I didn't even notice, until we got back on the elevator and Ronnie press a button and inserted a key card around her neck that I was being moved yet again. Just about that time the elevator door opened and I was nearly blinded by the light. I noticed that my three escorts were wearing light shields over their eyes. Then I was wheeled into what appeared to be a surgery room. Ronnie efficiently dediapered me and I laying completely nude and exposed and I felt a light tingleing sensation on my skin and Priscilla place patches over my eyes as the light and heat on my body intensified. I smelt what smelled like burning hair and I realized it was me that was smoking. Tammie was the first to speak. We've deaded all your hair folicles and no hair will grow on your body anywhere, including your head and of course your diaper area. I was turned over and the process repeated. I was told, "since you've cooperated, here is your reward and more yellow and brown went on my penis and butt and I could feel it building and growing within my loins and wanted to stop and not embarass myself in front of these women, but primal instincts took over. I not only wanted it, but I started yelling, "YES, YES, MAKE ME YOUR bABy" and my mind was going foggy and I couldn't think of anything but the impending orgasm. Just when I thought I couldn't take it anymore Priscilla dropped a drop of some greenish liquid and my body went into orgasm spasm's and convulsions. I was in 7th, 8th, 9th and 10th heaven. I was totally and completely drained of any and all energy or resistance. I ACTUALLY WANTED MORE! Then I was wheeled back into the elevator and Priscilla this time pressed a down button and she removed from her dress top and key card and we started a VERY rapid descent and probably 10 seconds later the elevator slowed and came to a halt and the doors opened into a room like no other. This room had hallways extending from it and they looked like they went on forever. In the center of the room could be only what would be described a control center. In the control center there were women and we were buzzed into a steel door and between the door and the next door was a large full length thick glass barrier, to keep anyone from the hallway from getting into the control center. The women in the control center scanned something on the side of my gurney and then I heard the buzzer on the second door and I was wheeled into an octagon shaped room where there were doors facing out only. In the door directly in front of me a large, very well built woman, that was quite endowed came towards me with a diaper. Without much hesitation she had me diapered and compressed like an expert. I could feel pressure on my abdomen and stomach. The diaper fit me like a kidskin leather glove. It hugged my butt and caressed my groin and crotch. It was a soft cotton material and she shoved a babybottle in my mouth and I instintively suckled the contents into my tummy. She then rounded the gurney and put a tube to the side of my face and injected some substance into my ear and then came around the other side and did the same thing. The she attached two wires to each ear goo and placed a box under the gurney that I couldn't see, but I was sure she connected the wires to this box. She then pulled a plastic box out of her pocket and I saw her lips moving, but I was unable to hear anything. I tried to move to panic and the drugs were still rendering my muscles either atrophied and numb. I reached over and tugged on her cloth uniform and got her attention. She looked at me and fumbled with the remote and depressed a button and her voice came booming into my head. She said, "what is it?" She turned it down and said it again, "What IS IT?" I went to talk and my mouth was moving but I didn't hear me now. She flipped a toggle switch and I could hear my voice my ear and I could hear the things going on around me. She said, "I'll be your caretaker from here on out." She then reached under the gurney and pulled out something that looked like a sole insert and removed the paper and applied them to the bottom of my feet and then she pulled out the remote and pressed a button and I felt a mild shock through my feet. She said, "this is to make sure bABy's crawl and NOT walk bABy." Then she applied similar pads, only smaller to my the inside of my palms. She pressed her remote and I felt my penis come to life. I was being stimulated by the pads on my hands. She then fit a pair of what I thought were rubber pants over my diaper and lifted my legs to snap them on. She said, "if a staff member pats your butt and you're not wet or messy, they can continue to pat your butt and your bowels and bladder will void. Right now they would have to do it for about a minute, but it can be turned down to as little as a few seconds bABy." I don't know why, but I wasn't the slightest bit worried and had no idea of how much time had elapsed from the time my wife had brought me here till right now and I didn't care. She then moved into my line of sight and attached pads to either side of my head. She said, "we can control imagery with these. We can make you think you're in a nursery; or HELL. We can make you feel happy and excited; or we can make you feel embarassed or humilated in your diapers bABy." ...to be continued