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  1. Yuukarian
    I lay back in the tub, soaking in the lukewarm water and sighing. What was even happening? I'd been here a day and I'd already went from resisting to doing nothing more than playing the brat. Well... I'd seen stuff like this before, on Pornhub when I'd gotten bored of the same three videos I used to always watch. ABDL? Or something like that... I just never expected that sorta thing would happen to me! Plus I wasn't fully into this sorta stuff, and yet, yesterday, when I had been on Daddies knee, him bouncing me in my messy diaper... It was the most pleasure I had felt in a long time, and I openly wanted something like that to happen again. Daddy... It was a bit embarrassing to call him that, but something felt right about it. I *liked* calling him it, it made me feel submissive.... *Little*. I had been dropped into a fantasy land it seems... As long as I behaved, nothing bad would happen, right? I could do behaving, although being a brat was fun too, cause then Daddy might punish me. Hehe, I liked this line of thought.
  2. Yuukarian
    "...Okay..." Oh thank goodness I was gonna get out of this diaper... It had begun to itch ever so slightly and I could have sworn it felt lighter when I first messed it... But whatever, I was gonna get changed that cheered me up enough to not care about anything else.
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    I looked to Daddy, clearly anxious. "Are... are we done now? Can we just go away from here now?" I wanted away from here, truthfully however, I was feeling things I really didn't want to, especially after seeing those Littles back in the cages... I wondered for a moment what it was like for them...
  4. Yuukarian
    I had no clue of either of these items more, *special* features, simply assuming they were items Daddy planned to use to embarrass me with in the future, and as such I done my usual huff and looked away, but didn't do much beyond this.
  5. Yuukarian
    That got more silence out of me. I was getting used to it - remaining silent and not causing a fuss, and it'd only been a day. Just being here made me feel oddly submissive... Little, even. What was happening to me? Worse still I couldn't help but stare at the gag as we turned the corner...
  6. Yuukarian
    I sputtered, unhappy with this decision. "W-why do you even need a gag like that?!" I pointed to the dildo plug gag, upset.
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    I looked at the gags, still dealing with the fate I had bestowed onto the Little just prior. In front of me were three types of gag that I recognized. One was a muzzle gag, the other a plug gag (which is pretty similar to a muzzle but has a pluggable hole for access to the mouth). The last one seemed to be a plug gag too, but instead of a plug which simply filled the hole in the gag, this one seemed to have a large dildo which also acted as it's plug. The size of it scared me too - nearly 10 inches long and with a large advertisement on the package claiming it could be swallowed fully even by an... oral virgin? What was Daddy even planning?! Scared, I pointed to the most unassuming one, the muzzle.
  8. Yuukarian
    The Little in question followed the orders I gave him to the letter, although from the looks of it, it wasn't with consent, the poor thing whimpering as the seat of his diaper started to expand, and expand and expand... When he was done he was more messy than I had ever been, or seen! He began to shake his butt from side to side ever so slowly, looking to us with his head turned, tears streaming down his face as he spoke in exaggerated baby talk, a hand on the seat of his diaper, rubbing it around. He begged and begged to not be changed, and how he wanted to be a messy baby, a useless diaper pooping baby for all of his life... I was horrified at the fact I had made him say those words, but a small spark inside of me was getting some satisfaction about humiliating someone else instead of myself.
  9. Yuukarian
    "..." An order, any one at all? But it had to be 'good' so presumably Daddy was looking for me to humiliate the Little? Well... I'd seen enough porn to at least get a sorta good idea of what to do... "G-get on all fours and push your butt into the air, and mess your diaper as much as possible before... before begging to not get changed... and tell us how much you like it, your.... messy diaper."
  10. Yuukarian
    I looked away, horrendously embarrassed by the look on that Little's face. Did I look like that? Oh lord, and why did the Little seem to be in so much pleasure? It reminded me of how I had felt yesterday, on Daddies knee, being bounced...
  11. Yuukarian
    "I'm... I'm not like that, that Little! That wouldn't even work on me I bet..." I was actually terrified at this point, my mind no longer clouded by the 'love' for my messy diaper. I didn't want that, to be forced into behaving like some sort of baby, but as every day progressed I was finding that my chances of escaping this hell were getting lower and lower.
  12. Yuukarian
    I tried to growl, to show my discomfort and annoyance but yet again that thrice-damned cake forced me to speak differently, "Well, that does sounds nice! Means I'd be messing my diapers more, so... sure?" I blinked a couple times, shaking my head. Was the effect gone? Guessing by how uncomfortable I suddenly felt in my diaper, I was sure. "I mean, no! That sounds horrible!"
  13. Yuukarian
    I watched on in horror as Daddy went to and fro, pressing buttons just to watch the effects, Littles succumbing to the effects on the conditioning without a single sign of struggle, as if there was no way to resist it. One Little started to drool uncontrollably, another unable to close their mouth. One more found himself unable to speak in anything but babytalk, and another found that anything that came out of their mouth was horrifyingly embarrassing and self degrading. The final one Daddy pressed seemed to mentally regress the Little, and there was even a slider on the cage to control their mental age...
  14. Yuukarian
    "How d-does that even work? P-please don't do it, that... that little doesn't deserve it!!" I felt horrible, and horrible for the littles behind the glass, forced into this from what I could understand. These Amazons were cruel...
  15. Yuukarian
    I stared in horror at what I saw, shocked speechless, not even the cakes effects bringing anything out of me. My whole body quivered in Daddy's hold, and I could feel a fear welling up in me, threatening to overflow in tears. "D-Daddy, you aren't gonna do this to me, a-are you?"
  16. Yuukarian
    "...Conditioning? What's that?" I was genuine, I had no clue what that word meant, although some vague memory from when I first arrived resurfaced... "This, this isn't like that- that horrible hospital or t-the chip you put in me, is it?!"
  17. Yuukarian
    I looked on expectantly, outwardly not betraying just how embarrassing this was! That damn cake was making me feel excited for these when really, I'd just secured my own future embarrassment! Gah! I tried to cry out in anger, to make any sound of rejection but instead I just nodded my head like some sort of excited puppy! Dammit!
  18. Yuukarian
    I shook nervously, slowly looking around the isle. There were diapers that came with all sorts of features, ones that could lock until a Big desired unlocked it, others that promised to never leak... ones that even promised to cancel out diaper rash so that a Little could be as messy as they desired. Thanks to the cakes influence, I couldn't help but stare at these diapers for far too long, especially when I noticed the sissy Pampers also had a version with this feature...
  19. Yuukarian
    I couldn't help but say it, the cakes influence on me annoying me greatly, "But I wanna be messy! Please Daddy?" My hands went to cover me mouth as I said this, but the damage was done. Oh gods... I tried to shake my head to clear it, and shakily pointed to a large pink pack of diapers, labelled as Pampers but advertised towards 'Troublesome Sissies'.
  20. Yuukarian
    I think I'm saying what I and others have said already buuut this is really relatable! Plus, it's just good writing! Thanks for telling me this story is a thing cause I don't use this site as much as I should! ?
  21. Yuukarian
    That caused me to blush a little, biting my lip and shifting in Daddy's grasp. Oh gosh was he out to spoil me or something? Maybe the big silly mess I made helped? Maybe I should mess more often! Euuugh, that cake keeps making me think funny! I huffed and crossed my arms as best I could at this.
  22. Yuukarian
    I wasn't quite ready for this experience, and truth be told I thought he'd only be buying the one Plushie. He wanted me to choose more toys? Oh no... I haphazardly pointed at three more toys without really looking, figuring it was better than letting him humiliate me any more by making me choose one by one.
  23. Yuukarian
    I nodded quickly, holding my hands of to grab it, wanting to hold it close for some odd reason.
  24. Yuukarian
    The diaper mush got a low whine of pleasure out of me, some part of my mind unreasonable happy that my Daddy was paying attention to the huge mess I made, oddly proud of it. It must be the cake that's making me happy of my big big stinky! Ah! That damn cake even makes me think I did a good job... I tried to look around the toys as Daddy said, my eyes falling onto a oddly similar looking Plushie, one that reminded me of the Sylveon Plushie I had back home. With a shaky hand, more out of pleasure than nervousness, I pointed to the plush.
  25. Yuukarian
    I kicked my legs in desperation, struggling to hold it in as tears of humiliation rolled down my cheeks. "D-Daddy please I-I don't wanna m-m-mess my diaper!!" I couldn't even feel it coming, the mess expanding into the seat of my diaper in a single continuous fart, which by the time it was over, made my diaper resemble the previous Pampers I had been in just before I was changed. One slice of cake did this? The mess was so big I didn't even notice myself wetting alongside it. When it was over, I was silent once more, the embarrassment and guilt so strong I couldn't even make a sound.
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