DiaperRebel

Dani smirked and leaned into Emma for a soft kiss as she brought her down from climax. "Uh oh, someone made a cummy in their bulky boxers, didn't they? Do we need a changing before Ni Ni?" She slipped away with a grin and when she returned, she was in the process of shaking baby powder onto a folded cloth in her hand. She reached under Emma's waistband to pull out the used cloth and replace it with the fresh powdery one. "There, that should keep your undies nice and dry," she remarked cheerily with a definitive pat. "Now time for bed."

"It does smell a bit like baby powder doesn't it?" Zoey approached the work station of her favorite little employee with a knowing smile and crinkle of her nose. She leaned over the short partition and handed Chloe's office-mate a large folder to give Mommy and her darling angel a little privacy. "Denise, may you please file this paperwork? Thank you so much," she gushed with praise as the woman left to do the time-consuming task. Mommy was then free to reach for the back of her baby's waistband and give a light tug to peek in at the girl's amply powdered bottom. "All clean," she chimed and closed it with a light crinkly pat. "You've been doing so well honey, but let mommy know if you need a change before her long meeting this afternoon. I'll take you to the bathroom's changing station and get you freshened up." She pinched her cheek then noticed her desk. "Look at how much more work you've been doing! You're so productive without the need for potty breaks," she winked, but turned a little more serious. "I don't want you to work too hard, dear. If you get tired and just want to go back home and play I can have someone look after you while I'm at work."She brushed her little girl's hair. "I think you'd really like that. I already have an appointment set up."

"...And that's why I called you here, Claire," her voice dripped with poison at the mere mention of the name if her husband's mistress. Sharon lead a wealthy life with her husband, Mark. Both had pedigrees which entrusted them with substantial sums of money; however, as the adage says: money can't buy happiness. For years they tried to start a family; to support a little baby financially to grow up and be whatever their little dreamed to be. Sharon was devastated to discover she could not bear children, doubled when she learned if her husband's impatient infidelity. She had the nation's best lawyer and the proof to run Mark into the dirt followed shortly by his tramp, but she hesitated on the follow through. Seeing Claire in the courtroom did not invoke righteous rage as it should have, but more a motherly attraction. She began imagining taking care of the woman as her own baby. A rightful punishment as well as a happily ever after in an otherwise villainous fairy tale. She immediately began drawing up an ultimatum which she now was presenting to the nervous woman sitting across from her in her elegant parlor. "If you refuse my offer...," Sharon continued. "I will see to it the only place you will have to live is a cardboard box under an overpass, so what will it be?" She let the question linger while tilting her head curiously and smiling confidently. Claire could either smell like urine perpetually as a vagabond or just before her diaper was changed as a comfortable baby in a wealthy family. The choice was up to her, but really, Sharon crossed every 't' and dotted every "i" to make the decision night versus day.

Dani stroked a finger under Emma's chin, matching her smile. "Oh, is the man of the house going to let me top this time?" She teased and pressed her other hand on a journey down Emma's tummy to worm under the waist band of her now absorbent boxers. "Good thing you're wearing your wetness protection," she whispered and kissed her neck. "You're gonna need it, baby."

"Will you give it a try at least?" She patted her bulky boxers definitively and smiled as Emma cuddled her blushing face into her side. "Put your academics aside and just trust in gypsy magic?" She joked. "You'll sleep like a baby. I guarantee it." She kissed her head.

"Hmm," Dani hummed into the kiss. "Getting better." She stroked a strand of Emma's short hair behind her ear leaning to perch against the armrest. "I've been researching different sleep aids," she stared casually still slowly teasing the cloth. "I don't like a lot of the side effects and I don't want you becoming dependent on them." She of course had other plans that required dependence. "How do you feel about trying a hypnosis tape to help you sleep?"

"It is very necessary," Dani continued to smile and tickle since Emma looked so cute with the little bulge in her boxers; almost like she was wearing potty training pants. "This way, you can relax all you want, and not have to worry about dirtying your underwear. They're not a pleasant thing to wash little missy." Secretly, Dani had a larger motive. She wanted her little Emma to enjoy the feeling of padding between her legs; she deserved being completely care free in her otherwise hectic life. Dani was really beginning to worry about Emma's health and she had always harbored the secret desire to care for a cute little AB. And frankly, Emma was a slob. Something Dani hadn't discovered until they moved in together. Emma didn't deserve to have her full adulthood; her place in life could be better fitted with a cute little diaper. "How have you been sleeping? Any better?" Dani asked, stopping her tickles to gently pat and rub the towel.

Danielle rolled her eyes once again collecting her roommate and lover's carelessly discard shoes from the entry hall. Honestly, it was messy and a safety hazard, not the best example of professionalism a lecturer should have for their students. On the other hand, the demands of the doctorate program little Emma was accepted into were legendarily difficult. For that reason, Dani didn't mind taking over the household chores so Emma could concentrate. Unfortunately, she had underestimated the messiness of her roommate and even wondered if Emma knew how to properly take care of herself or needed more direct help. Dani heard the TV and wandered into the living room to ask Emma about her day. Without any words it had obviously been stressful seeing as she was rubbing herself furiously under her trousers. Dani snuck up behind her girlfriend and that god-awful chair then glided her hand down the woman's stomach and into her opened pants. "I hope you're thinking about me." She teased with a smile. "My my this isn't your first playtime of the day." She felt. "Hold on dear I know just what you need." She pecked her on the lips then disappeared to the linen closet to return with a piece of folded cloth. Without an explanation, she peeled away Emma's pants and stuffed the front of her boxers with the absorbent padding. "There, now you don't have to worry about sitting in wet boxers and these are easier to clean." She tickled her playfully.

Hello~ I'm taking a leap and trying to explore my strange fetish of wanting to be forced into diapers.