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  1. ABAlex


    Ohhhh trust me, there are many more ways for her to fall. hmmmm well the list given before doesn't have punishment diaeprs, but that doesn't mean they don't exist. Arguably, if there are true 'baby diapers,' and a level at which they are considered permanent, that could be seen as a punishment. There are also plenty of other ways to punish diaper butt
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    Jessica sat grumpily in her high chair."Well you have to eat something!" Mrs. Jeffreyson said.Jessica turned away. The food she was getting now was always mush, and always spoon fed. She couldn't stand the taste or the humiliation at the moment."Come on! I have to eat to you know!" she said, forcing a spoon toward Jessica. Jessica turned and it spilled over her cheek. Mrs. Jeffreyson sighed and wiped it off.The doctor watched carefully. He looked at the girl in the high chair, and at the younger girl who now sat independently, feeding herself. The later was finishing, and carefully lay her knife and fork beside the plate, then wiped herself with the napkin and put it down. She sat patiently for the other's to finish. The former was pushing herself back in the high chair as more food dripped down her shirt and onto her thick, exposed diaper."Sweetie," he said."Yes dear?" she replied."Why don't you sit down a moment."She looked at him. "But, who will feed the baby?" she asked. Jessica banged her fist on the table. She still wasn't used to being 'the baby.""I have an idea," the doctor replied. His wife, who Jessica had heard called "Elizabeth" and "Elise" but was only ever allowed to refer to as "Mrs. Jeffreyson" or "Mommy," sat down."Marianne honey?""Yes Dad," she replied promptly, using the name she was allowed to use at her station, and he smiled."You've passed all your basic behaviors classes, right?""Yes Dad.""And basic manners?""Yes Dad.""Very good. And tell me, how are your caretaking classes going?""Very well Dad.""Good. Why don't you show us," he said, and pointed at Jessica."Wha..." Jessica said, glancing back and forth between the two."Sure! Thank you Dad!" Marianne exclaimed, bolting out of her chair."She can't feed me! She's a kid!" Jessica complained."Now now, don't whine. She has passed all her basic skills and is more then qualified to take care of someone in your station. And she is far from a kid now."Jessica tried to complain, but didn't know what to say. He was right. Marianne wasn't a kid any more, she had grown, and the difference only drove home how long Jessica had been in the strange world without any progress. Marianne had flown through the grades and was almost in pull ups. Jessica was still in kindergarten and getting her diapers changed in class. However, the thought of someone she once knew as a kid, saw as so much below her, and had looked down on now feeding her was horrfying to Jessica, and she pushed the offered spoon away."Bad girl!" Marianne said."Yes, and what do we do with bad girls, Marianne?" the doctor asked."No! You can't let her! Not her please, you do it!""Jessica if you complain you'll only make it worse. Marianne, proceed."Marianne undid the latch on her high chair, dragged her out, and foced her over her lap. SMACK! The blow came down. Of all the spanks she had received, it was by far the most humiliating.SMACK! She didn't bother to struggle. The situation was clear, and she knew there was no way around it.SMACK! Even if it didn't hurt, it was still the most effective punishment she had been given. Each blow reminded her of how far she had sank. She sobbed.SMACK SMACK SMACK! The spanking continued, and Jessica lay still."Good girl. Now, back in the high chair," the younger girl, herself still wearing a diaper, if a much thinner one, ordered.Jessica climbed back in, and let herself be fed....Jessica kept her head down. There was laughter again, but she ignored it. Marianne, now in a school girl's uniform, the kind Jessica had first been in, led Jessica, now in a preschooler's outfit with a thick diaper bulging through, by the leash through the town and toward the school. Her defeat seemed final. She passed by the nursery and was glad there was at least one other level behind her.She was lead into the smaller, brightly colored halls and past rooms filled with carpets and toys. Even among children a third her size, she was one of few who sucked a pacifier on command, with no right to speak, and one of few in the thick, printed diapers that marked her as nearly completely incompetent, and only one level above the lowest.She was led to a group of older students standing in a circle. They wore a mixture of school girl dresses, nurses uniforms, and maid's outifts."These are the more advanced caretaking students," Melanie said, looking closely at Jessica. "You remember your last caretaker, Sarah?" Jessica thought. She had had a few now, and they all blurred. "She moved around, so you are being assigned a new one. They are working on their work classifications. One of them will help you with your potty training. I need to go to my class. Will you be ok with them?"Jessica nodded, and she left. She looked at the students. Two of them, both together, stood out. One wore a maid's dress, the other a school girl's, and both were slight. However, they looked different then the others.One noticed her staring and blushed. "They, uh... decided we were better off as girls," he said.Jessica turned away and tried not to stare.A teacher came by and began assigning roles. Jessica remained still, knowing better then to move when no one held her leash. Finally someone took it, and Jessica followed her. It was a muscular, brown haired woman."Hello Jessica!" she said, stopping to face her.Jessica waved. The woman leaned in close to her and smiled. "Aww you don't remember me, do you?"Jessica shook her head.She ruffled her hair. "Didn't think so. Poor, dumb baby. Here, this will help."She opened a door and lead Jessica in. Instantly Jessica gagged and plugged her nose.It was the diaper disposal room. Stark white ceramic walls went around large plastic barrows, all filled with used diapers. Stacks of clean ones in different thicknesses and colors went along side one wall."Remember this?" the woman said, pointing to one of the barrows. "I had to push that for five years because of what you did to me. You know how far you set me back? Head cheerleader to having to be changed by a teacher?""No!" Jessica shouted, realizing. The pacifier dropped to the ground."That is right, its Becky, the girl whose cheerleading career you ruined. I'm only now close to starting it again. Now, its my turn.""Please, I'm sorry, I didn't mean too..." she was silenced as Becky pushed the pacifier back in her mouth. They locked them, and held up the keys, showing Jessica."I don't care what you meant to do. Its payback time." Becky walked over to the stack of diapers. She held up one that was identical to the one Jessica wore. "You know they keep these here just for you? You are the only one in the school who needs them in this size." She chuckled, and Jessica blushed, ashamed. "And now, my goal is to get you into this one."She held up another diaper in her other hand. It was far thicker and completely covered in an all over print. "BABY" was written in block lettering across the front."No please!" Jessica said. It was the final, lowest level of diapers, where she wouldn't be trusted on her own word if she messed, and even punished for trying, when anyone at all was treated as more mature then the wearer. From what she had heard, no one her age went into them and got out. She turned around, but the door was blocked by two more girls, one of whom held up a key. They grabbed Jessica by either arm."But first, you are going to see a bit of what its like to have to push a diaper barrel for five years. I took it as an extra job in my final year, you know. Its your fault it went on so long.""I'm sorry!" Jessica said."Ah ah ah, you are already going to be spanked, don't make me punish you for speaking out of turn too. Now, Jacob, Jillian, would you mind?"The two lifted her up, carried her to an open barrel, and dropped the screaming, squirming girl inside.
  3. ABAlex


    How low can she go... I give thee greeting as well! Glad you liked it! I don't know if 'edifying' is the right word lol. Only so much we can learn from a story about a grown woman messing her pampers :lol: XD Perhaps she just doesn't want to believe it? Or she knows but can't do anything about it? Either way, clearly there is an alternate agenda at play here. I wonder what it could be... LOL I take it that was your favourite then? And not quite :p wait until you see the actual last scene!
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    "Well?"Jessica squirmed."Can you answer any of these questions?"She didn't answer."Can you?"The questions were all simple. Or, at least, they should have been, if Jessica understood any of the writing. She recognized some of the symbols, and could even make out a few words. However, the rest remained a mystery.The principle sighed. "You know, you said you had finished your academic education."She flung herself forward on the massive wooden desk, arms pleading. "I did! But the numbers were different! There were ten of them! And 26 letters, and they looked different too! It was all different."He rolled his eyes. 'I've told you, no one believes this. There is no such thing as a ten digit number system. You don't need to make excuses, and if you keep lying you'll be punished again."She jumped back from the desk."That is what I thought."She bit down on her pacifier. Leaning over the desk was a position she was all too accustomed too, though under much different circumstances. She was sure she had felt each of the belts and straps pinned to the wall behind him."I'm not lying!" she tried again."Even if it were true, you've been in more then long enough to learn. How long have you been here for?"Jessica's mouth hung open as she struggled for an answer. How long had it been? Time seemed to blur when there were no clear holidays she recognized, and school went all year long. People she had known had gotten bigger, and some had graduated. She really had no idea how long, or even if the years were the same length here."Whatever. I'm not getting into that by now," he said. "I think we over estimated you by putting you into final grade. You still have a way to go before you reach that."Jessica's eyes went wide. "No, please..."He shook his head. "No more arguing. Anyway, Melanie will be graduating soon, and we need a place where you can be supervised more. We are going to give you one more shot before its back to kindergarten.""WHAT!?""Don't worry, we have someone who can help you. Melanie?"The door opened, and Melanie came in, along with someone shorter. Jessica's mouth went wide when she saw who was standing beside her.""Hello big sister," Marianne said, holding up a romper that matched her own. "I'm going to help you pass middle academics!""No! PLease, not her," Jessica pleaded."Now now," the principle said. "There is no shame here. Melanie will help take care of you outside of class, and Marianne will instruct you inside. Now lets get you dressed into your new uniform."Jessica wanted to protest, but knew better. She whined as Melanie and the principle undressed her down into her diapers, then put her into the yellow romper. They tied her hair in pigtails, as most of the younger female students had."Now, isn't that better? More fitting, anyway. It will do much better to hold your diapers in when you mess," the principle said encouragingly, and Jessica pouted. "Now, off to class."Jessica hid her face in her hands as she was led by her leash through the halls in her elementary school uniform. "Elementary school," here was different, of course, and seemed to last much longer, but she still stood out like a sore thumb. She heard the chuckles, though, and realized there was no point. There was only one student who might end up in this situation, and they all knew who it was. THey had all seen, heard, and smelled, the evidence.She was lead into another wing of the school. The walls, normally bare, became covered with school made art and displays. Some of it was what she would have expected, and some was far more advanced then even she could do. Another thing she'd fail at, she counted.She was lead into a brightly painted class room. Half the ground was carpet, and the chalk board was filled with basic math questions. The teacher, a tall woman in a grey suit, tapped her desk."Attention class," she said. The students all stopped and ran to stand in a line. "We have a new student here, a very special student. Everyone please welcome Jessica.""High Jessica!" they said, and Jesicca blushed.She felt a nudge. It was Marianne. "Do your curtsy, silly. The no skirt version." Jessica blushed at being corrected by someone younger then her, and did her best imitation, then announced herself. SHe felt a hand on her head, ruffling her hair."Hey!" she shouted.It was Marianne. "Sorry, couldn't resist. I LOVE your hair in pigtails. Anyway, I have to go. Call me if you need anything. Bye bye!"Soon they were seated, and Jessica was beside Marianne. The teacher started asking the class questions, going down the rows student by student. The questions being asked seemed the kind Jessica had in junior high or high school, but she couldn't answer them at all. She didn't even know what type of question they were.The teacher came to her. "What is the square of zinon?" the teacher asked.Jessica's mind was a blank. Was it a history question? Something from a book? Politics?"Well?" she asked. A few students giggled.Perhaps zinon was a number. "Square" could mean it squared, or square root here..."Well? its an easy question.""Five?" Jessica said, and the class erupted in laughter."Yes, a VERY special student," the teacher said, and the class laughed again."Hey!" Jesicca said. "That was mean!" She felt herself beginning to tear."Oh, don't complain. Marianne, want to help her out? I think she needs her pacifier too.""The answer is zelda," Marianne said. "Here," she whispered to Jessica, handing her the pacifier. "Its ok. You'll learn.""NO! I don't want to! This isn't fair!" Jessica shouted, slamming her hands on her desk."Jessica," the teacher said. "You know this is your last shot. Don't mess it up on your first day.""Why are you making fun of me!? I'm trying my best!" she said."Oh are you? What is eight times eran?""Uh...""Who lead the failed assault on the Athenians?""Xerxes?"The class laughed. "Don't make stuff up. Who is the president of Eumeles?""I don't...""Who wrote "The Islands of the Sun?""I..." the class was laughing. Jessica's vision blurred as her eyes watered over."How many days in a fornite?""I don't... please, no more...""Can you demonstrate a proper bull dance? Draw a picture for me? Write a melody?""No...""Anyone else here can.""PLease! I'm sorry! Just don't do this! I'll try."The teacher shook her head. "YOu've been saying that a while now. One more question.""What?""Can you keep your diaper dry for five minutes?"The class laughed again."I...""Someone please check her. I'm sure she wet and can't tell. Perhaps that is what you need to focus on.""I... NO!" someone reached for the buckle of her romper. She didn't even know who it was, but the thought of being treated as an infant by someone clearly younger then her was too much. She looked around at the laughing faces of the class, back at the teacher, and ran out the door."JESSICA!" the teacher shouted.She ran down the hall. She heard footsteps behind herself, and looked back to see the teacher chasing. She turned another hall, then went into a door.She collapsed on the inside, trying to keep her voice down. She heard the foot steps pass by.She sighed, then put her head between her legs. The entire situation was horrible. She had thought her treatment before was humiliating, but this was so much worse. Struggling and failing and each humiliating task, then being laughed at as the teacher made fun of her... Worse still, the teacher was right. After so long being denied toilet use, she wasn't sure if she was wet or not. She reached down to press her hand against the padding, but stopped herself, not wanting to know. Her eyes watered."Awww, who is this?" a friendly female voice said.Jessica looked up, startled. Of course there were people in the room she had turned into. Why would she assume it was empty?"Its that poor girl who needs the baby diapers," someone said. "And she's crying!" The woman speaking, a short, stocky, and short haired woman in a long white apron said.Lunch ladies, Jessica thought. They were lunch ladies. This must be their break room. The room was filled with couches and tables covered with cards.The woman walked to Jessica and leaned over her. She wiped a tear away. "What's your name little one?""Jessica," she sniffed."Aww what a pretty name. And what is wrong?""I'm just... I don't know.""I bet your just hungry. You want something to eat?"Jessica sniffed. She'd have taken any comfort at that point. "Mhmm," she nodded."Come here," the woman said, and led Jessica by the hand. She took her to the couch, then sat down."What are...WHOAH!" Jessica began to ask, but was cut off as she was picked up off her feet. The woman lifted her easily, then deposited her in her lap."What are you doing?" Jessica asked."Shhh little one, just quiet down and drink," the woman said. She unbuttoned her apron."No, NO NO!" Jessica shouted.The woman ignored her. She pulled out a breast and shoved Jessica's face into it."MMPH!" Jessica said, trying to push away."Now now," she said. "Be a good girl. I don't want to have to spank a poor sobbing girl."Jessica moaned, and began to suck. Warm liquid filled her mouth. The taste wasn't bad, but the thought of what she was doing made Jessica nauseas."There is a good girl," the woman cooed, patting her bottom. "Clean diaper too it seems! Might be a little wet though, we'll check later." There was THAT question answered.Jessica kept sucking. She was glad when the liquid finally slowed, and her head was pulled away. She hoped to be set down. Instead, she was picked up, and put in another woman's lap. Jessica tried to push away. Once was bad enough, but she couldn't let them think she was used to this. The woman held on tight as Jessica struggled. She smacked her hard on the rear, making her yelp, then pushed her head into her breast hard.Jessica squirmed. Her face was full of the woman's chest, and she couldn't breath. "MMM MMMPH!" she said."There there, we know your still almost a baby, but you are a big one. You'll need more then that. Keep drinking and I'll let you out a bit," she said.Jessica stopped struggling and began drinking. The woman cooed and stroked her hair as she drank. Jessica was passed around from lap to lap, feeling her stomach fill with the heavy fluid. It rumbled ominously, a feeling Jessica had learned would soon mean an embarrassingly long diaper change."Yes, she's right in here. We kept her occupied while we called you," the first lunch lady said. Jessica turned her head. The principle and Melanie were standing side by side. Both had their hands on there hips, and both were glaring. Melanie held a leash, and the principle a long paddle."That was your one shot, Jessica," the principle said. "Its back to kindergarten."Melanie approached, hooked her leash on, and took her to a table where she was bent over. She began crying before the first blow landed on her diaper, which Jessica finally knew for certain was very, very full.
  5. ABAlex


    ah of course :p :)
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    Rawwrr! Dinosaurs are scary though :o Mhmmm. She's built up quite a bit here LOL no hints yet :p it will come :)
  7. ABAlex


    no problem! thanks for the compliment (my smiley face is cuter 😛 )
  8. ABAlex


    Morgan continued on her way, forgetting the argument. It was shopping time, and she planned to enjoy herself. She arrived at the mall and went through the sliding glass door. She entered a massive room, light by a sky light and countless glitzy signs and shinning advertisements. She went by lines of chairs and tables covered where people ate from the food court and entered a hall way flanked by dozens of stores. She sighed. She was in heaven, and felt fantastic. She never felt so comfortable.She walked down the hall, and noticed some men staring at her. She winked and blew them a kiss, and they laughed. She smiled at herself. Why shouldn't they stare? She knew how good she looked.She went into her first stop, a gigantic clothing store. She walked up to the front desk. The person behind, a young, brown haired boy, smiled when he saw her. She could tell he was into her, he kept looking down and barely meet her eyes without smiling."Hello, how can I help you?" he said, stifling a laugh. She almost did the same. She found boys who couldn't control themselves adorable."Yes, I need some knew clothes. A few shirts, a cute dress, and some pants.""Yes, I can see that," he said.She rolled her eyes. It was fun, but when she needed to get things done, this kind of attitude got annoying. She handed him a sheet of paper. "I saw these on your website. Do you have them in the back?"He took the sheet. "I'll go check. It might take a bit."She looked at her watch. "I don't have much time. I'm going to visit some other stores and come back. Is that alright with you?""Yes, go ahead cutie."She startled, taken back from the name. She could tell he was into her, but the name still seemed a bit much. She leaned forward. "Perhaps you can help me into them?"He laughed again. "Yes, I thought you'd need that. See you!"She turned around, and heard him laugh as she walked away. Teasing men was so much fun.She visited a few other stores, looking at shoes and outfits, always getting the same reaction. He was elated- she sometimes attracted attention, but now people seemed to be fawning over her. She would have to remember the clothes and make up she wore that day, people really loved her in them.She kept walking and stopped as she caught something out of the corner of her eye. Someone was very strangely dressed. She turned to face her, and the person looked back at her. It was a woman, though you wouldn't tell from the way she was dressed. She was wearing a bright yellow onesie with ducks on it, and 'baby girl' written across her chest, and had a bonnet holding back her hair. Was this some new fashion trend? She knew 'cute' clothes were in, she had seen the rompers, but this was extreme and only seemed to get worse the more she looked at it. Long stockings went up to her knees, and her thighs were bare up to the onesie which ended in tiny shorts wrapped around a strangely bulky area around her waist. She squinted. Was that a diaper? And was that a pacifier clipped to her chest? Was this some kind of stunt? A prank show with an online influencer? A guerrilla add intended to go viral? Was this art of some kind? Or just someone with the worst possible taste in the world?Morgan tisked in disgust and shook her head, and the woman did the same to her. She turned, and the woman followed. Morgan stopped, and looked back at her. The woman returned her stare.Morgan squealed in shock. It couldn't be. She raised a hand, and the woman did the same. It had to be, but it couldn't. She ran up towards her, only to stop just short of the mirror she now knew was reflecting her own image.She looked down at herself, then around in panic. How had this happened? All the stares, all the chuckles suddenly took on a new meaning as she realized she had been walking around the mall dressed as an overgrown infant. The more she looked, the more people she saw staring at her, laughing, even filming. What if someone she knew had seen her?"This can't be happening!" she said out loud."Are you alright little one? Did you lose your mommy and daddy?" it was the worker from the first store. He held out a teddy bear toward her. "Here, cuddle this, and we can help you.""No, no... this isn't right... what?""Shhh its ok its ok," he said soothingly. "We all get lost sometimes, we can help you. Poor baby.""I'm not a..." she couldn't finish the sentence. She turned around angrily."Well, at least your diaper seems clean," the worker laughed.She looked back at him, then followed his eyes to the back of her onesie, where she saw the flap was open to reveal what was, in fact, a thick, white diaper. She tired to do the flap back up, but it fell open.He chuckled. "Here, let me help you with that. I can check it too if you need." "Hey!" she shouted, pointing a finger. "I don't actually need diap..." She gasped, as she suddenly and involuntarily proved herself wrong. She felt herself double over, and heard a loud noise as muck poured out of her, inflating her diaper behind her. "No..." she said. To boot, she began to uncontrollably wet, and was soon surrounded by the feeling of the warm fluid."Pee yu!" he said, waving a hand in front of his nose. "You really did a number on those pampers! Its a good thing you were wearing it. What was that you were about to say, not actually needing something?" He patted the back of her diaper, mushing it against her, and she shivered at the feel. "Yeah, that is a messy diaper. Come on, lets get you changed, then we will find whoever is taking care of you."No one is taking care of me!"He looked at her. "What? Are you up for adoption? You know, I could always take you in for a while... Anyway, we'll see, but for now, you need out of those stinky diapers before you make us all sick, ok?""I... I don't..." She pulled away and began to run. She had to find out what was going on. Soon she was out of the mall in the parking lot. People still stared, but there were less of them there and she felt safer."Well well well, having fun?" a voice said. It was a short, muscular girl, the same one Morgan had made fun of earlier."What are you doing here?" Morgan asked."Just looking at my handiwork. Nice outfit, by the way. How can you be that dumb to stand around in a messy diaper?""What? I...""Aww are you upset? Poor muffin.""What is going on?!" Morgan shouted."Aww can't you tell?" the girl said. "You picked the wrong person to mess with. You decided to insult me, and it turns out I have magic powers and a nack for humiliating people. Now, you will pay the price and spend the day wandering around in a messy diaper.""No, I..." Morgan reached down to the tapes of the diaper and tried to tear them, but they wouldn't budge.The other girl shook her head. "Nope, not going to work. Like I said, magic powers.""That's impossible! It must be some kind of trick!"She laughed. "Really? A trick? What, did I slight of hand you into a diaper? Did someone mindfreak you into filling your pants? Please, this is real magic. Now, if you want out of that diaper, and you will before it forms a rash, you better listen, ok?"Morgan looked at the girl, then down at herself and her humiliating clothes. "Ok," she said."Good. Take this," she handed her a piece of paper. "It is my address. If you want out of that diaper, make your way there. When you get there, you will crawl up the steps, ring the doorbell, kneel until I answer, then beg me to forgive you and make you my sub.""What!?"The girl shrugged. "Its that or that diaper is never coming off. ANd I mean literally never. You want it off, come, kneel and apologize, and beg me to own you. I won't fix a messy diaper for just anyone, so you need to be my sub, and I won't do it for a bad sub, and that means apologizing.""And then you'll take it off? And you'll let me go?""Of course I"ll take it off."Morgan considered. "Fine," she said."Alright, I'm going to take a cab home. I don't think anyone will stop to pick you up, and your smell would probably make anyone on a bus or cab sick, so I guess you'll just have to walk. Should take you well past night fall. So, have fun wearing that all day!"The strange, powerful woman turned and walked away, leaving Morgan standing in her humiliating, stinking and increasingly uncomfortable clothes. She looked at the address. It was clear across town!People were still staring at her. She began to walk.
  9. ABAlex


    Thanks! Should be soon
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    Hahah yes, I knew people would be waiting for that, and if it didn't happen, an explanation as to why he didn't try. We will have to see if Karma bites Anna's butt. THanks for commenting! No problem, and thank you! There will be more in a week or two LOL *hugs back*
  11. Clearly nothing ;) Sounds fun :p Except that if its completely removable you wouldn't be able to change your diapers :p ALso working out would be rough
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    thanks for the smiles
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    Well thank you so much for saying so, I love sharing them