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New Position So my second story! I tried to put a little more background in. So sorry if it’s a little boring Michael and Suzan met in their second year of college, Sue Majored in Marketing and Mike in art. They found each other in a graphic design class. Either of them really had much interest in graphic design. Sue had thought it would be a fun and easy class and Mike’s advisor suggested the class for him as more art industry moved towards graphic design. Mike was very uninterested in graphic design as he was a talented artist. “There is no talent involved with moving things around on a computer screen.” To be honest Mike did have a good bit of talent and had a wide variety of mediums. Sue was cautious and calculated she planned and focused on goals and achievements. Mike was fun and spontaneous he enjoyed the journey even though he wasn’t sure where it was going. Soon they thought of each other as perfect opposites and a cute couple. They truly fell in love with each other and enjoyed all their personality differences. As graduation snuck right up on the couple they were faced with a decision. Mike’s hometown was a several hour drive from Sue’s. Neither one of them wanted a long distance relationship. Sue’s parents unfortunately died suddenly in her freshman year of college and though they were not rich by any stretch the estate which was left to their only daughter Sue was sufficient for most of her college dept. and included her childhood home. Which she didn’t have the heart to sell. Mike’s parents On the other hand upon his departure for college Decided to turn his bedroom into a personal office space leaving him feel unwelcome. Not that they were bad people just not the loving type, and felt as their job as parents was complete upon his high school graduation. Mike and his parents were not close. So the decision seemed easy. Mike and Sue were looking forward to moving into Sue’s shabby, small and rather unkept childhood home. Then something unexpected happened. Even though the couples sex life wasn’t ever described as electrifying. Or even good and honestly not even fair. Sue became expecting. Mike was romantic and charming at times and Sue would say he was attractive but Mike was not blessed with even a average sized package. To make matters worse being described as premature in climax would be an understatement. Forplay was not a option. They tried different approaches however the only approach that semi satisfied Sue’s marginal sex drive was the “sneak up approach.” Literally she would have to wait until he was distracted enough for her to jump him. And hope he would last long enough to feel satisfied. Usually this did not allow much time for protection. However they were still very surprised finding out Sue was pregnant. This was a very busy time and sharing the uncertainty of it all taught each a lot about each other. Sue became more focused and directive. Mike did propose to her only after encouragement from Sue. She directed as Mike accomplished to the best of his ability preparing and moving to their new home. Sue found a entry level marketing job, even though her condition. Mike put together his portfolio and began looking for galleries Etc. Sue and her long time friend Tracy planned a low budget wedding at the local fire hall. Things were moving fast. The wedding went wonderfully even as it was a bit rushed. Sue was beautiful, Tracy had helped Considerably. Tracy was her maid of honor, Mike did have a few friends scattered about but due to the location and quick plan it was easier for Tracy to ask her husband Jason to be there for Mike as the best man, and Tracy’s oldest son of 3 was the ring barrier. Mike’s parents came and everything. The couple felt more confident then ever that things were going to work out, and even became excited about the idea of parenthood. Then something unexpected happened. 3 months into her pregnancy Friday afternoon Sue had a miscarriage. Mike and Sue were sad. They cried together and spent the weekend feeling bad they continued to say to themselves this was for the best, and “things go the way they’re supposed to.” But it was sad. They both promised they would try again as soon as they were more prepared. Months to years Sue dove into her work. She liked her job and was good at it. She went on to college at night and got her MBA. Mike put together the basement as a art studio and put all his art together and got a trailer for his Honda Civic. He went to every art festival he could and tried and tried as much as possible to get his work in any gallery. However “he just needed a break” or at least that’s what he kept telling himself. The occasional painting or pottery sold causing his confidence to rise however the cost for his stand and travel was well over his sales. Then one of the biggest art festivals of the year he drove to set up all his pop-up tents, pictures, paintings and sculptures. Unfortunately out of nowhere a large thunderstorm broke through the city with high winds and flying debris, his stand was destroyed. The next day he went to try and salvage anything. As tears pushed from his eyes as he found nothing worth saving. Even his small inclosed trailer was over turned and crushed. Sue tried to console him but he couldn’t hear it. To add insult to injury the city charged him a fine for leaving his destroyed art. Truthfully Sue kinda felt relieved. She was tired of him goofing off with the stupid art festivals and felt he needed to be more productive. She encouraged him to find a job and move on. After several weeks of trying to find momentum on starting a new portfolio Mike found model car building was a great way to pass time. He carefully built model cars, boats, and planes, Meticulously painting and glueing them together. Soon he had a wide variety of models displayed around his art studio in the basement. Sue lost her patience. Tracy Tracy and Sue had been best friends since middle school, growing up only a couple blocks away. Tracy took a very different path after high school, instead of going to college she and her high school boyfriend Jason were married and soon had their first of two sons. Jason worked construction and was a pretty good dude all and all. He probably got a little too drunk a little too often for most people and sure liked to talk about his high school football days but Tracy found him fun and didn’t mind finding a ride home from the bar at 2 am either. So Tracy worked for her father in the family custom furniture business. The business did ok and Tracy’s father could sell melting red popsicles to women in white gloves. So Tracy had a easy full time job. Overall though Tracy was a cool chick and a easy person to get along with. Sue hadn’t seen the basement in a while and one day when she came home from work she went looking for Mike and found him in the basement finishing his latest model airplane. Sue tried hard to seem amused with Mike’s model collection as Mike described each model in some detail at one point Sue tried to pick up one of his models from the super car collection neatly arranged around a table against the wall. Mike quickly pointed out these were not toys and could not be touched. Sue was stumbling for words. She knew Mike had been through a lot in the last year and was kinda glad Mike had a hobby but really “don’t touch my toy cars” is all she could think. So Sue had to discuss this with someone and hopefully come to a solution soon. Tracy answered the phone on the second ring happy to hear from her longtime friend. Sue explained the recent situation with Tracy and went on to tell Tracy about her recent promotion which is why she went looking for Mike in the first place. Tracy being the good friend she had a solution saying “I can get him a job in our warehouse” thinking this would get Mike moving some” let me talk to my dad” Sue thought he might not like it but it sure beats him goofing around the house all day and said “sure I don’t know how Mike will like it but I have to do something” Tracy then said “let’s hit the bar tonight to celebrate your promotion and we can discuss it further” Sue agreed figuring a night out would be nice. The next week Mike met Tracy’s dad Jim. Jim wanting to appease his daughter sold the job to Mike even going as far to add “we could even add some your art to some of our custom dining tables or coffee tables. You’ll be a great addition to our team” Jim wasn’t really lying either. Mike started at the warehouse filling orders and loading trucks but when possible Jim would have Mike add miscellaneous doodles or designs to furniture. Mike was pretty happy to add. Jim was certainly a great influence on Mike, somehow Jim had a gift with making people feel special and people just would go out of the way for Jim’s approval. Several years later. Jim and his wife retired and moved to Florida. This left Tracy to run the business and honestly it was a good thing. Custom furniture became harder to sell. People just wanted cheap crap made in China. Though Tracy didn’t have the great ability her father had she did know how to buy things off the internet. Soon most of the companies furniture was shipped straight from China or whichever third world country. And honestly more profitable then ever. Tracy restructuring the company soon losing manufacturing all together. A problem with this Mike became less and less interested. Having less to little to do and a extremely easy job he still managed to fuck up regularly. Mike didn’t dislike Tracy but she certainly didn’t get his respect as her father did. Back at home Sue and Mike fell into a pattern. Most days went something like this. Mike was supposed to be at work at 7 (which lately has been closer to 😎 he would would slowly work through a few jobs needed shipped from the warehouse and goof off or float around until 3 (which was getting closer to 2pm lately.) He would come home and take a 1/2 hour nap then discuss with Sue dinner plans. After dinner occasionally watch a little tv or work on his latest model. Sometimes go bowling or to the bar but really nothing exciting. Sue didn’t leave for work till 8 after waking Mike up and getting him moving she organized her day and at this point she was in charge of her department so she embraced the lifestyle you know the type ( high heels, business suits, cell phone in her hand at all times, complete with a trendy SUV and scheduled spa days) She made great money and she enjoyed her position but she usually didn’t get home until 5 or 6 and still then had work on her mind. She would usually exercise in the evening and maybe watch a little tv with Mike. However the thoughts of children never really left her mind and she felt older and time was running out. Sue felt ready for having kids but as prepared as she was She just couldn’t see Mike as any where near ready. Soon Sue decided “ready or not here I come” and would sneak up on Mike regularly hoping to accomplish her goal. Mike didn’t seem to mind even though he was nervous about the idea of kids he figured “it goes the way it supposed to” One thing that did change about the couples sex life was post orgasm Mike became quite snuggly often laying his head on Sue’s chest and playfully sucking on her breast, Sue actually really liked this especially since she rarely accomplished climax. Well then it happened. A excited Sue finally became pregnant again. Everyone was excited, mostly Tracy, Sue’s coworkers (somewhat because they needed a break from her) and all of her friends. Except Mike Mike was nervous he felt like his comfortable life was going to change. He wasn’t wrong. Baby on it’s way Weeks flew by for the couple. Sue have once again took the director position while Mike did his best to accommodate. The spare bedroom (aka nursery) was needing new paint and furniture. The carpets needed cleaned. Amy took great pride in arranging a shower. Mike was busy. Sue however could tell as the weeks went by Mike was mentally not prepared. His interest and enthusiasm became lower and lower as Sue’s belly grew. He looked scared. Unfortunately for Sue just weeks before her baby shower tragedy stuck again. Sparing the details their baby was born stillborn. There was nothing that could be done. Sue was crushed. The couple went home from the hospital feeling empty and confused. Mike did all he could to help Sue often holding and hugging her. He truly felt so bad for his wife and wanted her to be happy more then anything. However Sue could see the relief in his eyes. Sue took a couple weeks off work still feeling lost and uncertain about really anything. She mostly stayed in bed. Mike continued to go to work (for the most part) even though he showed up later and later and heading home earlier and earlier. With the lack of interest and no level of concern for his boss, Tracy. His work really suffered he barely did anything and when he did it was usually wrong. Tracy tried to confront him about it but Mike just said “ya ya I’m sorry I’ll do better “ but nothing changed. He would go home and snuggle in with his depressed wife hoping to comfort her. A few times even finding her breast in his mouth and cumming almost Simultaneously. He obviously liked her breasts and oddly enough this did seem to make Sue feel a little better. Finally pushing forward After 2 weeks of Seclusion Sue decided to go to lunch with Tracy. Tracy had tried several times to get her out of the house with no success so she was excited to finally get her moving. They sat at a popular diner in town and tried to come up with positive topics. After a couple failed conversations. The topic of Mike came up. The women definitely had this in common. Mike was insufficient for both of them. The conversation went something like this. Sue “I could tell he was relieved I could see it in his eyes” Tracy “that’s awful!doesn’t he want to be a father?” Sue “father?” “He was scared out of his mind” Tracy “we’ll He hasn’t done anything worth shit at work in I don’t know how long” Sue “I know he’s always late but I figured he was at least doing his job” Tracy “ya nope if he does anything it’s usually wrong” Sue “why can’t he grow up?” Tracy “He’s not a bad guy just pretty useless” Sue “ I know “ … “ I shouldn’t say anything but you should see him in bed” Tracy “what?”… “you can’t just leave me hanging” Sue “we’ll let’s just say IT is not impressive and I barely get IT in there before it’s over, and on top of all that, the best thing about it is lately he has more interest in just sucking my tits” Tracy “OMG… such a baby“ “I had no idea” Then Tracy said something that really caught Sue’s attention Sue “I have a idea that might help. I never told anyone this but when I quit smoking I used a hypnotist. And let me tell you it really worked only after a few sessions I couldn’t even remember ever smoking in my life to this day I still barely remember let alone have any cravings for cigarettes” Sue “Wow that’s really interesting” Tracy “Maybe he could help Mike get his stuff together, and maybe last a little longer” Sue just smiled as her brain started planning. Sue “send me his contact I’ll think it over” The rest of the lunch went much better. Part 2 Hypnotist As promised Tracy sent over the hypnotist contact. His name was Tim and as it turns out he graduated high school with the girls however neither girl really remembered him. After looking through a old yearbook they found his picture and vaguely recognized the small and scrawny, nerdy looking guy. Also Tracy added he only does this on emails. You need to send him a email describing what your looking for and he’ll get back to you. Sue thought about this situation and became nervous about the prospect of putting this all out there and hopefully he wouldn’t have any moral conflicts. So she decided it would be easier and overall less incriminating evidence if she could feel him out some. So she sent him a brief email just stating she needed help with her marriage and it also would involve her husband needing some help. His response was pretty quick and simply said: You’ll have to explain in much more detail if you want a answer on weather or not I’m interested in the job, but your confidentially is my utmost importance and anything you share with me stays with me Thanks Tim This made Sue feel sufficiently better and with a great deal of excitement explained her situation and her desired effect in great detail. Oddly enough only 10 minutes after pushing send. Sue got a response from Tim. Tim explained that not all hypnosis is successful and yata, yata, yata. Some people respond better yata, yata, yata, Then after all this he continued “I believe I can make a big impact on this situation also I will have to put a recording together for you as well. I also want to warn you not all effects will be reversible. I want you to keep in mind that I trigger and change things in peoples minds and your mind controls all aspects of your body so be warned. I also find it is very difficult to change things people truly do not want changed. He went on to explain he isn’t responsible yata, yata, yata. So she quickly agreed. And he responded back with a short survey and asked her to fill out one for both of them. She quickly answered the questions and sent it back. And once again a few minutes later he replied “give me a couple days to put things together” and sent her a invoice which she quickly paid. She was very excited about her decision and hopefully so would Tracy it was imperative Tracy was on board. So she called Tracy straight away. And asked her to meet at the bar later this evening for a very important conversation. Tracy agreed and was extremely curious to what was up Sue’s sleeve. Sue and Tracy sat in the back corner booth across from one another and ordered strong drinks. Sue was shaking with excitement or nerves or both and looking across at her friend thinking how she was going to sell this plan or even should she. Sue had to get the first drink down before she could start. Sue “I think I have a plan to fix both of our problems” Tracy “ok well you’re making me nervous” Sue “so instead of helping Mike become a better man”… “maybe we should help him become a better baby” Tracy “are you out of your Fing mind?” She said with a smile Sue “ya probably but” So Sue layed out her entire plan to Tracy and explained she was uncertain how effective it would be so we will have to make up some things as we go. But the first step was offering Mike a new position at work. After several drinks both the girls were giggling with excitement. The girls caught a Uber home. Sue found Mike downstairs in the basement. She was a bit tipsy so she got pretty touchy feeling. Mike was a little distracted and asked Sue in a pouty voice where she was? and why she didn’t answer her phone? and what about dinner? And were you drinking? But without answering any questions she started rubbing her man’s parts. And started a little baby talk. “I’m sorry Mikey for leaving you alone for sooo long“ … “was my Mikey hungry” but before she got any further she watched her husband cum right in his pants shaking and moaning she added “oh did my little Mikey make messes in his panties” rubbing his member through his jeans almost sending him to the floor squirming in front of her. She then just said “I have to go to bed sorry Mike you’ll have to take care of yourself tonight” and stumbled up the steps thinking to herself I think he’s going to like the new twist in our relationship. The next couple days went by Sue seemed to be in a better mood and Mike was happy she got over the “baby” thing and things were going to get back to normal. Then Friday at work Mike once again showed up late and soon he was called up to Tracy’s office. Mike had thought he was going to get reprimanded for being late or doing something wrong, bla, bla, bla, but upon entering her office he was surprised Tracy looked pleasant. Mike started “good morning Trace sorry I’m late” Tracy”no worries I got something to talk about” Mike “what’s up” Tracy “well I feel like I’m not using your potential properly so I have decided to make a new position for you. You’ll be in charge of my marketing art department” Mike smiling asked “what does this entail?” Tracy”well it might be some graphic design or pictures and designs for a catalog”… “ we can discuss more later but do you think you’d be interested “ Mike”yes very thanks so much “ Tracy “I am going to interview a few people in the next couple weeks to replace your current role so you can keep doing what you’re doing until we get someone trained” … “we will probably be moving you into my old personal nursery for your office” Mike “sounds great” … “ thanks again “ Tracy really liked that detail. She had her father build a small nursery for her kids when they were small. So she could bring them to work. It hasn’t been used for a while but it will be perfect. Mike had quite a hop in his step the entire day. He still couldn’t pay attention enough to make sure the 3 orders he sent out were correct and he still slipped out around 2pm but he was happy. Thinking to himself “I showed up late so I better get outa here early and hey it’s Friday!!” Downloading the files Sue’s Friday afternoon Tim as promised emailed two files one labeled Tracy and one Mike There was a brief instruction This is a subliminal message. Please each of you listen to these recordings as much as possible and I will be in touch in a couple weeks to see how things are going. Sue didn’t hesitate she had decided to go to work today to get things caught up. So she had to get home before Mike’s afternoon nap. Mike and Sue pulled in the driveway about the same time and Mike was still outside as Sue got out of her SUV. Sue “Hi hun your home early” Mike “ya I got some good news today” Sue already knew the good news but tried to look surprised. Sue”really what’s up” Mike “Tracy is going to make a new position for me and I will be heading up the advertising art department” Sue”Wow that’s awesome you’ll be so good at that” Mike “hopefully this is a break I needed” Sue”do you want to go out for dinner maybe celebrate a little?” Mike “maybe after a little nap” Sue thought you’d think he’d be more excited and maybe show some initiative. Try to get some plans together or put some work in for this. But nope came home early hoping for a nap. Sue” I got something for you as well” Mike “what’s up” Sue “well a couple days ago I got a recording from a hypnotist it’s really helped me with our depressing situation (still not really wanting to talk about losing her child) so I asked him if he would make you something to help with your premature problem” Mike blushed and wanted to get through this conversation as quickly as possible. Mike” I don’t know…Do you think it will help?” Sue”We’ll my attitude has improved since starting to listen to his recording and I figure what’s it go to hurt” Mike “sure whatever “ Sue correctly thinking he is trying to avoid this pushes more Sue”let me see your phone and I’ll download the file I also got you some earbuds to make things easy” Mike hesitated a little but finally prying his phone from his pocket and unlocked the Home Screen, as he headed in the house towards the bedroom for his daily quick nap. Sue airdropped and whirling through his phone quickly put the file in a place where it was easy to access and followed him up to the bedroom. Soon Mike and Sue were snuggled into bed together for a nice afternoon nap. Complete with earbuds in each of their ears listening to the soft melody for the first time Mike snuggled his head on Sue’s breasts as they quickly dozed off together. Part 3 Progression or more like Regression Sue awoke first confused on where she was and what time it was. She couldn’t quite reach her cell phone but her alarm clock said 6:23 and it took a couple seconds for her to realize it was almost 6:30 in the evening they had slept almost 4 hours! Mike was still softly snoring against her breast. A small circle of drool discolored her blouse. She slowly hugged her husband’s head against her feeling his warmth and hearing his heartbeat. She softly whispered “I love you” as she pushed her lips against his forehead. She truly did love him. She continued to lay still softly combing her fingers through his hair. She couldn’t help thinking back to the first time she was pregnant, how exciting, scary and young she felt and how disappointed she truly was after her miscarriage. Then back to just a few months earlier her confidence and how prepared she felt. Feeling the baby growing in her belly. Sue started softly crying with her lips still pushed against Mike’s forehead. She thought back to the feeling of emptiness she felt after losing her baby as tears rolling down her face. Then she squeezed her husband focused on his heartbeat and repeated “I love you”…”I love you so much” right then deciding to never get pregnant again, and loving and taking care of Mike was going to be more than enough. She would make him happy and feel loved forever. She slowly regained composure and gently awoke Mike. He too was confused upon waking up. Mike “what time is it” Sue “6:30 we slept for 4 hours” Mike “well I feel great so if nothing else your recording sure causes great sleep” Sue”ya me too” Sue started slowly rubbing his body and Mike returned the favor and soon they were kissing. Sue lifted her blouse and unhooked her bra. Mike’s attraction to her breasts was immediate. He slowly kissed and fondled her large breasts. Sue noticed he hadn’t climaxed yet and it’s been a few minutes of fooling around. She caressed his hard penis through his boxer briefs as he continued to kiss her breasts. She couldn’t believe how wonderful it all felt. And the need to feel his lips on her nipples as she held her breast for him. He bucked his hips against her hand a few times and came as hard as he could ever remember in his underwear. Sue felt content as well saying” I think he lasted longer already” pointing to the wet spot in on his underwear Mike “moaned in agreement” Mike “I am sorry I didn’t get it in there for you” Sue “that’s alright I don’t think she’s ready yet anyhow” Mike and Sue decided to stay in instead of going out watching tv and making some leftovers for dinner. Before going to bed early they both pushed in their earbuds and started the recording again. Once again falling into a deep sleep quickly. Sue once again woke up first looking at the clock seeing it was almost 9am thought “definitely getting enough sleep” Mike was still softly snoring against her arm she watched him for a minute and as he occasionally sucked on his bottom lip. Sue couldn’t help but think how she wished it was her nipple he was sucking on and slowly opening her night gown exposed her breast and slowly carefully wiggled underneath him to be able to push her nipple against his lips. A few seconds later she felt him suckle against her then a few more seconds before she felt him pull her nipple deep into his mouth slowly starting a rhythm as he nursed for the first time. She couldn’t help but cradle his head and pull him into her. The feeling was amazing for her. Not exactly sexual but as intimate as she could fathom. She felt his heartbeat throughout her and his slow breathing through his nose against her breast. Carefully she used her free arm and was able to reach both cell phones to start the recording again. And soon drifting back to sleep as Mike nursed. Mike finally woke up first he was surprised to find his wife’s nipple nestled against the roof of his mouth as he slowly nursed subconsciously. His first reaction was to pull away but somehow he couldn’t. He could hear slow breathing from his sleeping wife and felt himself melt into her. Her breast was perfect, it felt as it belonged there, in every way he closed his eyes feeling her heart beat inside his whole body. There was nothing that could be more euphoric. He wanted to stay here forever. Then the thought of her waking to find him in this position. She would look at him in such disgust. She would think he’s sick or perverted. He had to pull away. Finally after a few more suckles he slowly released her breast and subconsciously sucked on his bottom lip a few times. Looking up at the clock and pulling the now silent earbuds from his ears he thought “wow 11 o’clock” He gently covered his wife’s still shiny breast and lightly shook her awake. They were awkward with each other for a minute not knowing what each of them thought or how much they knew. But finally Sue said “well we definitely have had enough sleep” I’m going to hop in the shower” Mike only nodded Sue shut the door and turned on the shower. Stood in front of the mirror as she disrobed. Sue was always on the thinner side but not skinny with a flat belly and below average breast she did always have a bit of a curvie bottom but not huge. She was about 5’9” and with heels easily 6’. Blue eyes with blonde hair. She never dressed sexy so she would guess most guys would rate her a 6 or 8 at the highest. As she looked at her naked body in the mirror she wasn’t thrilled. Her hips still a little wider from her pregnancy her belly still bloated looking with a couple stretch marks. Her boobs had filled in during pregnancy but not to the point of lactation but probably pretty close. A few weeks ago she would say they looked good but now they both hung lower then she would prefer. However the one Mike had given so much attention to seemed rounder, larger, and overall healthier looking. She looked closely at her nipple and compared it to the other one. Her nipple was larger with large bumps surrounding it. It felt good. Thinking of the next step. While taking a quick shower. Soon they were both having coffee thinking of things to do today. It turned out to be a pretty normal Saturday, a little grocery shopping together and cutting some grass pulling some weeds. Etc. After dinner Mike went down to the basement in hopes to finish his latest model train. But a odd thing happened As he glued the last little details on his train. He got a sudden urge to look at his collection. The models were all neatly placed around the room on tables and shelves. He went over to his classic car collection and picked up a 65 convertible GTO and couldn’t help making a couple quiet engine noises. Before he knew it he was on his knees as pretending to race the 69 BOSS Mustang against the GTO, loudly making engine and break noises as they raced around the old couch, up and over the arm rests jumping and skidding around the place. He had a great time. Soon he got a hold of himself and gently put his cars away before going upstairs. Once again the couple went to bed early eager to start their recordings. Sunday morning came along and it was certainly less surprising but no less enjoyable when Mike woke up with Sue’s breast in his mouth. This time it was her right breast but that didn’t matter much to Mike he just gently closed his eyes again and enjoyed all of the sensation. He kinda lost focus for a bit but as Sue awoke and broke the seal around his mouth only to move him to her other breast definitely caught his attention. As she pleasantly sighed he nuzzled in forgetting all conflict. She lovingly cradled his head once again and he slowly wiggled until he found himself comfortably holding on to her spare breast nursing softly away. An hour later Finally prying him off her breast she said “come on baby we got to get up sometime today” Once again he felt awkward but Sue seemed pleasant so everything was good. Sunday went fine Mike spent a little more time playing with his cars in the afternoon and at dinner they had spaghetti which Mike accidentally got some on his face which Sue carefully wiped clean. Saying “my messy eater” But that was it. Everything was perfect. That night once again the couple eagerly went to bed and popped in their earbuds, but tonight Before falling asleep Sue sat up a little propping a pillow behind her she opened her night gown and gently pulled Mike to her breast only saying “come on sweetie have some boobie.” Mike couldn’t say a word as he couldn’t resist her breast and quickly finding a perfect rhythm as he nursed falling asleep. Monday morning Mike awoke to a annoying alarm clock now with Sue’s left breast nursing away mindlessly. But he had a extreme urge to pee he tried to wiggle around a bit to keep nursing but it was no use he had to go. So he hoped out and headed for the bathroom and soon found himself getting dressed after a long shower and shave. All in all he felt pretty good the recordings seemed to improve his mood, definitely his sleep and he felt younger and more energetic at very minimum. He stood in front of the mirror looking his body over while he brushed his teeth Mike wasn’t a bad looking guy he wasn’t fat (maybe his belly was a bit chubby) but some might say he was skinny, his arms were muscular looking with veins streaking around. He wasn’t tall but he liked to say 5’11” (which was a bit exaggerated) but all in all decent. Then he noticed something odd, his tattoo he got about 10 years ago looked faded not gone, but one might mistake it for a light rash or weird suntan. He shrugged thinking “must have been cheap ink.” Then he thought I haven’t “came” in a couple days and I have definitely seen a lot Sue. Maybe things are improving. Then he thought when was the last time having a erection? Saying to himself “I should pay attention maybe I just didn’t notice” He made a pot of coffee and drifted off to work. Sue typically not one to sleep-in just figured on relaxing a bit while Mike was in the shower once again found herself naked in front of the mirror she checked out her breast finding them much more even as Mike has been giving them equal attention. She also felt like they were bigger than ever. She cupped her hands under each breast lifting them some an thought they felt heavy and full. Looking at both of her nipples admired the size and firmness she gave them a little squeeze and felt a little soar and a little beard burn but all in all not bad. She squeezed a little harder and noticed a small bubble of white liquid emerge from her nipple. She was so excited she released and squeezed again and again a small stream of milk rolled down towards her stomach. “This is Awesome “ is all she thought. Mike got home first after a uneventful day at work and he grabbed his earbuds as he snuggled in for a quick nap. Sue wasn’t far behind and made her way upstairs while pondering if she preferred him already asleep or not. She came over to the bed finding him already sucking his bottom lip while his eyelids bounced seconds away from sleeping. She reached down rubbing his head saying “Mikey are you in for nappies” smiling kissing his forehead. With the melodies rolling through his mind he didn’t hear her and only made a moan. She loosened her blouse unbuttoned her new nursing bra and leaned against the headrest as she cradled his head against her breast. Soon Mikey was finding a rhythm while only seconds away from sleep. But then he tasted her milk roll down his tongue. He stopped before swallowing leaving her breast still in his mouth uncertain what to do. She pulled his earbud out and whispered in his ear “it’s ok baby “…”keep going it’s good for you” Mike couldn’t resist and began nursing again, at first slowly but then as he felt the bond between them take over he vigorously sucked and slurped at her breast at one point Sue said “don’t worry Mikey it’s not running away” which only slowed him slightly. She rotated breast as he emptied them much faster than she could fill them. Mikey finally drifted to sleep thinking this is the best thing ever. As the week went on Mikey breast fed more and more often and by the end of the next weekend he was up to 4 times a day Morning, night, afternoon and somewhere around 2 am. Each time listening to his favorite music. Sue loved her relationship with Mikey, she loved how her body looked and she really loved the relieving feeling she got from Mikey nursing at her breast. But most of all she loved the loving bond with her Mikey she felt complete. Other little things happened as well Mikey hadn’t even noticed his tattoo had completely disappeared, he hadn’t noticed that he hasn’t even had a “hard on” let alone a orgasm. He happily played with his models every day talking to them and making noises while pushing around the floor and by Sunday night he hadn’t even bothered to pick them up just leaving them scattered about. And he didn’t even notice he was sucking his thumb on his way to bed until Sue pointed it out “loos like Mikey is ready for some bedybie nummies” as she wiggled his thumb from his mouth. Late in the week at work he wondered around stumbled upon his new office he went in thinking oh this will need completely remodeled. There was blue and green pastel paint on the walls, glow in the dark stars on the ceiling a small changing table and a low table with small chairs scattered about a padded floor. But as he started poking around he found a old bottle of bubbles. He couldn’t resist, he opened the container and pulled the dipping stick out and lightly blew as bubbles spilled out of the loop. He couldn’t resist again and again blowing bubbles giggling as he wacked at them and stomped them out. He thought back to when he was a child blowing bubbles his mother scolding him saying “your just making a mess” then throwing the container away. Before long he was out of breath he sat on a small chair breathing in deeply then exhaling through his nose as his thumb found its way into his mouth. Tracy innocently caught this spectacle when she heard the giggles and stomping about. She snuck up (however she really didn’t need to Mikey was way to occupied.) he didn’t notice her. She thought to herself “right on schedule” as he continued to rest as he sucked his thumb. Part 4 One step forward and 2 steps backwards Tracy took out her cell phone and snapped a couple pictures of little Mikey sucking his thumb, before stepping into the nursery. Sliding her phone back in her pocket. She couldn’t help herself saying “Mikey are you ok?” Mikey turned slightly around to face the door (And Tracy) slightly startled as he slowly started shaking his head. His thumb still buried in his mouth. Then suddenly as if he just regained consciousness. He quickly pulled his thumb from his mouth and cleared his throat. Trying to find his baring he replied “uh I’m ok”…”just thinking” Tracy”are you sure sweetie you look a little lost” After pausing a couple seconds trying to form thought Mikey finally replied “ uh well, um ya hu”…” I was just thinking about what I’ll need in my office and trying to figure how I would like it layed out” Tracy “uh ok, what’s your thoughts” she couldn’t help but smile a little. Mikey “um… well” his thumb almost found it’s way back to his mouth but he was able to stop it at his chin “ya so” …”maybe a large desk there and maybe a computer”…”and it would be nice to have two monitors” Tracy”uh hu” Mike “maybe a easel over there”…” and a large counter height table here in the middle” he was starting to build confidence as he quickly thought about his new office layout Tracy “ya that sounds like it could work” Mike “We could probably leave the floor and the chalk board but the walls and ceiling’s could use cleaning up maybe a coat of paint?” Tracy walked over to the low child height table where the bubble container still sat with the dipping stick in the liquid but not screwed shut, pulled the stick out and lifted it to her face lightly blowing on the loop bubbles flowed out in front of Mikey’s face and said “Ya that all seems possible, I’ll be looking for new equipment the next couple weeks” the bubbles floating around Mikey’s face grabbing his attention. Mikey opened his mouth a little and the tip of his thumb subconsciously pushed by his chin and timidly pushed between his lips. Tracy “In the mean while you can stop by here and “think” as much as you like” She reinserted the stick in the bubble container screwing it shut and leaning down a little, handed it to Mikey saying “You can take these with you if you like” Mikey blushed as he pulled the tip of his thumb out from in between his lips, receiving the bottle. Tracy continued to hold one hand on her knee while tussling his hair for a second. Mikey smiled a little because the head rub felt nice Tracy stood up straight while saying “Ok sweetie why don’t you head home I know it’s a little early but I am sure Sue would love to see you” Mikey slowly stood up and Tracy followed him from the room. Mikey looked as his phone surprised to see it was 2:30 thinking “early? I should have left a halve hour ago” but he only said “Thanks Trace c-ya tomorrow” Tracy lightly tapped Mikey’s bottom and thought “ya I think you meant auntie” but instead said “yep c-ya tomorrow” Friday night the girls went back to the bar together. The girls haven’t talked much in a week, a text or two, but Sue kinda left Tracy in the dark about things. As they sat down Tracy noticed Sue’s cleavage pushing above her blouse saying”wow those babies look full” Sue” Well hello to you too” Tracy”oh sorry its just” she held out both of her hands towards her breasts Sue”ya they have had a fair share of attention lately”… “honestly it’s wonderful I mean wonderful, wonderful.” Sue went on to tell Tracy about the week including all she could. His toys and lactating and thumb sucking etc. Tracy enjoyed the spiel and texted her pictures of Mikey sitting at the play table sucking his thumb. They both smiled and oh and ahhed throughout the pleasant conversation. Sue finally said “I have been so happy with how things are going I don’t know how much farther to take it” Tracy frowning a bit replying “well I’d say not far enough he’s been let’s say even less useful lately”… “I mean I don’t think him walking aimlessly around sucking his thumb telling me how to remodel his new office is fixing my problem”… “ plus I can’t wait to see how cute he’ll look crawling around my nursery” smiling at the thought. Tracy “And oh I got some great news I have interview with a lady this next week her name is Tina she used to play some kind off professional women’s football I guess she was a offensive tackle or something but I am really looking forward to meeting her. She might work out perfectly.” Sue “well that should be interesting, do you want me to come too?” Tracy “ na I got it I’ll let you know how it goes” Sue”Ok well you’re right we definitely need to see things further” They chatted a bit longer split a appetizer and a drink or two before heading home. Saturday morning just over a full week past his first session. After his morning breakfast routine. Sue and Mikey sat together at the kitchen table enjoying coffee, Mike found himself deep in thought. Sue noticed as he quietly stared off said “Everything ok hun?” Mike “uh… well ya I guess”… “you know things have been a little weird lately” Sue”We’ll I guess but I have been feeling better” Mike “I am really happy you are feeling better and I don’t think things are bad but I definitely think it’s been weird”…”In fact there has been something’s I have really really loved”as he looked directly at her breast holding his coffee out towards them. Sue smiling widely with love in her eyes replied “Yes I enjoy our time together more than I could of imagined”… “it’s sooo intimate and I feel sooo connected with you”… “I just get lost in the feeling of love” Mike’s face blushing a bit as he couldn’t help but returning her smile. They shared the moment together as they both reached out with their hands above the table and their feet below holding and rubbing together. Mike finally continued “I have other weird things going on too”… “like I have been just dazing off and find myself just losing time”… “then occasionally sucking my thumb” blushing a little “and I am like playing with my models and I don’t know just like weird” Sue”Ya I kinda noticed but I think it’s super sweet and cute” Mike “ya I don’t know” Sue”Maybe it’s just stress or something?”.. “I mean you’ve been through a lot and now looking forward to getting into a new position at work” Mike “I kinda wonder if it has anything to do with the hypnotist thing”… “I am not sure what it’s doing.. I mean I know I have never slept better and I feel good but I don’t know if it’s working” as he pointed downward. “ I can’t even remember if I have had a woody in a week”… “but I like haven’t even thought about IT” motioning towards both of them “like before I couldn’t even see your boobies without cumming now I’m spending hours a day enjoying them without even noticing weather I got a hard-on?” Sue” maybe it’s just a process?” “ just give it a little more time and if I have to I’ll call the guy who made the recording and see if there’s any adjustments he can make” she smiled at him patting his hand. She continued “I still don’t think she’s ready for action yet anyway so just be a little more patient” Mike “Ok well I guess your right” It was a beautiful day outside so Mike said “Ok well I’m going to go outside and work on the yard a bit Sue replied “ok well I got work to get caught up on so I’ll be out in a bit” Mike walked outside and started thinking about some things he could get cleaned up. He started clearing weeds out from behind a large evergreen shrub and working his way between the house and the shrub he found a secluded spot where he felt completely surrounded by shrubbery. His mind soon drifted back to when he was young as he remembered the small hiding spot at his childhood home created by a similar situation. Mike continued to drift away thinking of the matchbox cars , plastic dirt bike and other toys he could play with in his small hidden spot. Remembering how he would stay in his spot for hours at a time quietly playing, he would feel safe and just happy to not be a bother. Soon Mikey was clearing space as he pushed all the dried old leaves aside leaving dirt and roots imagining pathways with berms and jumps. Crawling around on his hands and knees digging through the cool moist dirt wishing he still had his favorite matchbox cars he could vividly remember as if it was only minutes ago. Mikey found himself not just remembering but feeling his fears, happiness, and needs. Mikey rolled back through the years as he snuggled between the house and the shrub finding his muddy thumb in his mouth. Feeling the pain of neglect and hearing the disdain in tone of his mother’s voice as she scolded or corrected him as he quietly sobbed, feeling the heat in his face the tears on his cheeks. Then through the distance he heard his name at first far away then closer again and again. He could hear through his thoughts the love and concern in the tone of her voice. The concern turning to panic as she shouted his name repeatedly. All he could do all he wanted was her voice to feel relief. Finally with at first with a crackling muffled voice replied “mommy I’m here” Then removing his thumb repeated again and again “mommy I’m here” Sue pushed through the shrubbery finding Mikey covered with dirt, mud around his lips and nose reaching for her with muddy tears rolling down his face. She pulled him to her chest in relief saying “oh Mikey are you ok” tears pushing out of the corners of her eyes as she squeezed them shut. Part 5 Only backwards They embraced for several seconds. Mikey with his arms around her waist head buried in her bosom, as he repeated incoherently “here mommy” Sue’s arm’s wrapped around his head her lips pressed against his head. Eventually, she slowly released his head wiping her face with her hand held his face in front of her and asked “are you ok” Mikey nodded slowly while sniffing and sobbing softly. She continued to check his limbs for injuries as she slowing encouraged him from his hideout. Finally getting him to his feet and saying “don’t scare mommy like that again”… “you are quite a mess let’s go up and get you a tubby” She lead him into the house helping him with his sneakers, guiding him to the bathroom, she stopped him in front of the mirror and went to the bath to start the water waiting a couple seconds for it to warm before inserting the plug. During this time Mikey looked at himself in the mirror mud stained his face as he sucked his thumb again. He didn’t even mind how childish he looked as long as Sue was there with him. Sue returned quickly started to undressing him while directing him pleasantly saying “ok arms up sweetie” while removing his t-shirt and “lift your foot hun” as she slid his jeans down, he carefully held her shoulder as he lifted each foot up while she worked his feet out of his jeans along with each sock. Finally pulling down his undies and helping him step out towards the awaiting bath. Sue knelt down beside the tub as he snuggled in the warm water. He noticed her cleavage pushed out above her shirt and once again Mikey found his thumb in his mouth sucking vigorously while craving her breast. Sue noticed this and said “looks like mommy’s boy is getting hungry” as she started scrubbing his body with pleasantly scented liquid soap. He only nodded as he slurped against his thumb. Sue continued washing Mikey thinking how cute her little Mikey looked in the tub. She did noticed his tattoo was missing which really surprised her thinking back to what the hypnotist had written about the power of the mind. As she scrubbed she also noticed his body hair seemed thinner then before and though his penis was never big it seemed smaller than she remembered. Sue didn’t feel this was information she needed to share with Mikey so she pleasantly finished his bath pulling out the plug saying “up and outa the tubby baby” while standing herself holding her hands out to help Mikey. As she dried him noticing once again him sucking his thumb she thought “we need to come up with a better substitution for his thumb” Soon Sue had found him some new underwear and t-shirt and after dressing him they climbed into bed together, inserted their earbuds, unbuttoned her shirt and unsnapped her bra so she could feed her hungry baby. Mike had no feelings of conflicts or shame as he accepted and craved all of Sue’s attention. Soon he was happily nursing as her large nipple found it’s home in his mouth. Mike stayed awake long enough to empty her first breast but fell asleep 1/2 way thru the second. Sue let Mikey finish her second boob and then wiggled her body out from underneath Mikey while she continued to listen to her recording as she figured she had some online shopping to take care of. As the week rolled by Mikey found himself caring less and less about his childish behavior. The couple seemed to find a new routine as Sue took on more and more of her motherly role. Tubby time became a daily event, Sue rarely let Mikey wonder off very long as she felt naturally him as her responsibility. He craved her attention as well feeling better to keep her insight. A few new interest popped up as well, Tv time for Mike went from action movies or adult Comedy to cartoons or animated movies. Sue also regularly referred to herself as “mommy” Mike didn’t refer to her as mommy yet but he did enjoy hearing her call herself it. A few days after the first tubby time Sue received her eagerly awaited package. There were several large boxes at the front porch as Mike arrived home early from work. He completely ignored them thinking only about his afternoon favorite snack/nap time. Disappointed to find Sue not home yet. He soon found himself sitting in the living room watching his favorite yellow sponge, singing along to the introduction. Sue got home before the end of the first episode caring a box from the front porch Mikey barely noticed as he was engaged in his show while sucking his thumb. Sue hurried by with the first box and a few minutes later she came back down stairs, leaning over the couch she kissed his forehead, wiggled his thumb from his mouth replacing it with a large green pacifier saying “Hi sweetie mommy got you something to help you quit sucking your thumb” holding the pacifier in place until he started nursing from it” The pacifier fit nicely in his mouth and the guard felt comforting against his lips so he just thought to himself “hmmm.. this is new” and continued watching tv. Sue continue to say “ Mommies got a few things to get organized I’ll be back in a couple minutes” Mikey just mumbled through his new binky in agreement giving her a smile” Soon Sue had all the boxes stashed away in her new nursery. The rest of the week floated by. Mikey wondered around at work occasionally sucking his thumb (he didn’t want chance being seen sucking on his new binky) or stopping by the old nursery playing with the old toys. Then heading home to play with his toys or watching cartoons on Tv. He found himself more and more often kinda spaced out, it was almost a dream like state he would remember childhood activities or scenarios unlike the first times, he found himself rewriting Sue into these dreams as his mother and honestly he enjoyed the feelings of the new memories more and more. Friday morning Sue got a email from Tim asking how things were going? Sue quickly replied explaining all the changes and how great they were going. However she did include Mikey was concerned about his sex drive. Tim replied quickly saying “well it sounds like things are going as planned” Then asked “how do you feel about his sex drive” Sue tried to think about sex with Mikey and she just couldn’t, she hadn’t even thought about having sex with him in two weeks and now that the question was presented she couldn’t see him as her husband. She remembered he was, but somehow all she could think was Mikey is her little boy. Sue responding “I am not sure, I have never had a great need for sex and now that I have my baby I don’t know if sex is a concern of mine”… “However I guess it’s not fair for him to never cum again I do want him to be happy” Tim replied “ok I will figure something out. I’ll have a package delivered to your home this evening it will include instructions, also in a few hours I will have two new recordings plus a special video for Mike.” Follow the instructions.” Thanks Tim Minutes afterwards Tracy called Sue”Hi Trace what’s up” Tracy” we going out tonight?” Sue”I don’t think I feel bad leaving Mikey home alone and we have new recordings coming tonight” Tracy “we’ll I had that interview with Tina today”…”she’s perfect and she completely cool about helping us out” Sue “that’s fantastic, I can’t wait to meet her “ Tracy “I asked her to come to work Monday at 7 so hopefully everything keeps progressing as planned” Sue” I hope so too, I will keep you updated over this weekend“ Tracy “Thanks I am so excited” Sue”me too I’ll talk to you soon” Sue was anxiously waiting for her day at work to end. Finally she got home finding her small box on the front porch. She went in the house Mikey was in his normal spot in front of the TV. She leaned over the couch kissing his forehead as he nursed on his pacifier and mumbled along with a song on the tv. She rubbed the kiss in and said “give mommy a couple minutes” She went upstairs to her room and opened the box inside she found a very revealing lingerie and a note which said “as soon as practical put this attire on seduce Mike to the best of your ability encouraged sexual activity in any way possible. If Mike becomes interested in sex please email me with details. If not please start Mike recording 2 and also You can begin listening to Sue recording 2 Also within a week please have Mike watch the included video. You will find all recordings and video in email. These steps should complete the desired effects. Many of the changes will happen quickly and may be Very difficult to be reversed.” Thanks Tim

hello everyone again (for some of you) Apparently due to some glitches my original post was lost. so here’s a repost this time I did a little proof reading This is my first story and it’s obviously fiction I hope you like it Darren and Damon were best friends. They did everything together. The same sports, the same classes the same interest. When they were both accepted into the same university with the same scholarship it was no surprise. Even though they felt equal to each other both of them felt superior to everyone else, especially superior to women. Both took great pride in finding and conquering the best looking “chicks” they could find. Even though they both had girlfriends back home the great number of new “available chicks” became a new favorite challenge for the 2 and even though they had no intention of having any kind of relationship besides a quick sexual kind. By there 2nd year at school they decided it was too much trouble and took too long convince new freshmen to achieve their sexual expectations. So they found it was far easier to just drug them. Tina and Tammie were twin sisters. The girls were freshman at the same university. The girls were extremely excited about the new life. They were also inseparable. Besides being tall smart and extremely attractive. They were also inherently magic. Some might say witches or sorceresses. Call them whatever you want they had special powers and knew how to use it as desired. So a few months into there freshman year they coincidentally ended up at the same party with the 2 despicable young men. As fate would have it Damon and Darren spotted the beautiful twins early in the night and instantly felt it needed to happen at all cost. Gina and Mary were Darren and Damon’s girlfriends back home they were the kinda girls that liked popularity, cheerleaders in high school, a little dim witted and occasionally a little mean but relatively harmless. Both the girls were mostly faithful to there boyfriends off at university and felt lucky to have such great men. Neither of them were completely stupid and knew the boys were finding a little side action. But we’re willing to wait in belief the guys would come back after college and marry them and the American dream would be theirs. Back at the party the young men with all the confidence in the world and each armed with a date rape drug introduced them selfs to the two young ladies. Even though they were so sure everything was going along as planned and like gentlemen fetching the ladies drinks and waiting calmly for the certain desired effect Tina and Gina had very different plans and even though they perfectly played along, the two girls could see these predators for exactly what they were and intended to ensure Darren and Damon reign of terror was over. The drugs had no effect on these women and even though they let the boys drag them back to their fraternity house, pretending to be close to unconscious, once alone, as the evil men tried to remove the girls clothing the girls began the spell. With a quick puff of smoke the boys became unconscious however leaving their subconscious completely open. Tina started the new reality and explained to their predators from now on they were going to crave diapers and secretly desperately want to be diapered. Once diapered they would completely loose all control of bladder function and helplessly wet. Also the boys would loose any ability to change their diaper it would be far to challenging for either of them to remove their diaper and would be forced to wear it until someone else changed them. Tammie continued the spell and explained to her attackers from this point on nursing from a woman’s breast will be the only way either man can pleasure a woman and whenever with a woman the desire to breastfeed will be overwhelming. And when breastfeeding all bladder control will be lost. She also granted these men with a little magic of their own With a new spell onto the men , breast feeding will cause which ever woman to begin lactating with each time being nursed from she will produce more milk and to become extremely aroused and climax repeatedly until completely satisfied. The twins looked at each other as if to say is this punishment enough? Tina decided to continue the spell and adding each time breastfed however there overall size won’t change they will become more regressed first loosing all body hair then penis becoming smaller and only useful to wetting then slowly one by loosing their teeth And continue regression until they are Literally large babies. The witches were so proud of themselves for coming up with such a creative spell but before leaving the boys Tammie decided to add… the boys needed to undress completely naked and spoon with one another until morning however neither would remember any of this and have no Idea how or what happened the night before. Just as the naked guys cuddled in with each other the girls wanted a little test to insure effectiveness so Tammie slid her blouse open far enough to expose her nipple from her bra and brushed it against Darren’s lips and for 3 seconds watched as he uncontrollably nursed. She could feel the overwhelming pleasure from her clit and watched while Darren soaked his bed in front of him. As Tammie tucked away her breast Tina pushed her nipple into Damon’s mouth for the same results. They smiled at each other and called it a night. In the days following. The men woke up in the morning completely confused embarrassed and soaked in each other’s pee. They became awkward with each other not understanding or wanting to share their new diaper desire. So they both avoided each other. However they both researched diaper purchases on the internet and even nervously circled the adult diaper aisle at the local grocery store. Neither of which was able to work up the courage to purchase diapers. The next weekend came and continuing to avoid each other with only saying a couple words to each other in passing. However each felt the need to go back to their hometown for the weekend without even mentioning it to one another. Leaving only one hour apart for the 3 hour drive. Each of them also calling thier girlfriends for what they hoped to be some sex filled night which would snap them back to normal. On the way home halfway between was a Walmart right off the exit and the need for the feel of a diaper became overwhelming Damon and Darren about an hour apart both stopped and eagerly walked through the store until they found the diaper aisle both found the courage to purchased the best available adult diaper. Thinking they were not going to be known by anyone and it was unlikely to see anyone from here again. After a awkward time at the registers went straight to the mens rest room to almost completely uncontrollably replace their underwear with a diaper. The touch of the diaper package for each of them was overwhelming, purely heavenly. It would have been smart if they would have thought to at least pee before awkwardly diapering themselves in a Walmart bathroom stall but no thinking was done. And before even reaching the car to leave both of them uncontrollably wet there fresh diaper. Oddly enough the boys weren’t even bothered by this it felt so good to be diapered and the warm wet padding even added to their pleasure. figuring they would just change out of it before getting to their girls house. As each of them pulled into there girlfriends driveway they realized they were still wearing a wet diaper only vaguely remembering how often they wet it along the way and they had no idea how to get it off. Worse yet the cheap diapers leaked leaving thier jeans with a leaky diaper dark patch on each side of their bum. However embarrassing the need for help made them eagerly look forward to their respective girlfriend. Gina was anxiously awaiting Darren also eager for a night of hot sex she wore her most revealing outfit showing off her large breast only barely covering her nipples. She quickly answered her apartment door as Darren quietly knocked. Even though Darren’s face looked concerned and red with embarrassment Gina reached out to embrace her boyfriend she hadn’t seen in months. Darren instantly felt better and soon was completely consumed with the thought of Gina’s breasts. Gina reached around her boyfriend and felt the wet patches around his ass. She slowly pulled away and looked for a explanation of why the back of his pants were wet and he smelled of urine. Darren was only thinking about Gina’s boobies and totally forgot about the leaking wet diaper hanging between his legs but was able to put together some excuse where he blamed his friend Damon with some kind of dare. And asked her “please take me out of my wet diaper.” She looked oddly at him with his bizarre choice of words but dim witted and horny she decided to get him inside and cleaned up. After pulling down his pants and laying him flat on the hardwood floor she knelt between his legs and released the 4 tapes during which time her breasts hung only a couple feet from Darren watering mouth as he was completely transfixed She quickly cleaned him with a wet towel after sliding the wet diaper out from underneath his bum and wrapping it up then slowly and seductively crawled over and straddling his stomach leaning forward for a passionate kiss but before she could even react Darren had her breast out of the skimpy outfit and leaned forward to latch on. The second his lips touched her nipple she was washed with waves of pleasure like nothing she had felt before. She grabbed his head and pressed her breast into his face. Without hesitation he latched onto her large nipple and instinctively nursed as if he was the hungriest baby in the world. She climaxed within seconds and then began to work her way up to another mind blowing climax after a half hour and several orgasms she switched him to her other breast and continued the process. For him her nipple fit perfectly in his mouth and everything else in the world didn’t matter all he could think of, all he could comprehend was nurse from breast. Eventually she collapsed from exhaustion on his chest her nipples shiny and sore. Her beaver was sore and raw from grinding on his t-shirt she had soaked with cum. She eventually woke up and found him asleep with his thumb in his mouth jeans around his ankles and laying in a puddle of his own urine. She had no idea what to think. But still overwhelmed with lust she contemplated returning her nipple to his mouth. But decided against it. Instead she pulled her skimpy outfit over her enlarged feeling breasts and went down to his car to see if he had brought any more diapers with him. She was not surprised when finding the freshly opened package on his front seat. She took the diapers inside and knelt down at his feet with his shoes still on. First wiggling his shoes off then pulling his jeans off and using them to soak up most of the urine then going to the kitchen getting a fresh towel and warm soapy water headed back to finish cleaning him. She cleaned his lifeless penis and continued to wipe the dried juices off his stomach pulling away his t-shirt then carefully working it over his head. Soon he was completely naked and reasonably clean she unfolded a new diaper and slowly worked it under his bum and soon folded his diaper over his wee-wee making sure to tuck it down and securing the diaper it in place. She sat back on the floor and thought “we didn’t even make it to the couch let alone my bed”. Her breasts felt sore and heavy and pulled off her shirt to take a better look. Her nipples were dark and larger than she remembered also she had large goose bumps surrounding her large hard nipple she held them carefully and instantly started fantasizing about him nursing again. Looking at the clock seeing it was still 4 am She picked up his soiled clothing and dumped it in the hamper then went back to his side and gently shock him awake. Darren slowly awoke still nursing on his thumb trying to find words as he once again had his beautiful girlfriends uncovered boobies near his face he sucked harder on his thumb moaning lightly. He reached down and felt his new diaper and wiggled in pleasure. She bent down and kissed his forehead and said “come on sweety we need to get to bed.” She helped him up and slowly walked him towards her bedroom. She opened the covers and slid into bed together. He instinctively found her nipple back in his mouth and she smiled with pleasure as she felt his mouth find a perfect rhythm around her breast feeling pressure release from her breast as she cradled his head with one hand and slid her finger in her slippery snatch with the other hand while biting her lip and releasing a light and long moan. Finally dozing off again she slept wonderfully. When she awoke to her delightful Darren was still sleeping lightly Nurisng from her other breast with a very wet and leaking diaper. Mary first thought after wiggling her breast from Darren’s mouth was “we are definitely going to need some better supplies. And oh do I need to talk to Mary.” Mary and Damon Damon waddled uncomfortably to Mary’s apartment building. Also having no clue how to remove his wet diaper. The two half moon wet spots on each side of his bum were cold and uncomfortable. However he still enjoyed the feeling of his new underpants. The only thought was he needed Mary’s help and hopefully she could solve all of his problems. Never realizing how right he was. The situation at Mary’s place was very similar to Gina’s apartment. However Mary was a regular babysitter throughout high school and still occasionally sat for her better customers. And even had her own diaper bag with a few things. Mary after discovering the state of Damon’s pants went straight into babysitter mode complete with baby talk and Rhetorical questions. Causing Damon to stumble through a excuse for his condition that no one completely could understand. Mary had Damon’s shoes untied and worked his jeans down exposing his swollen diaper asking in a sing song voice “did my big handsome man have little potty problems while away at the big scary college?” As she poked and patted his dripping diaper as he uncontrollably let a soft warm stream of pee into his overwhelmed diaper. Damon’s face only got redder with embarrassment and could only try to mumble as his fingers found a way into his drooling mouth. Mary quickly answered her own question with “ yes he did have potty problems my babies big tinkle panties are all wet” Damon’s eyes watered as tears filled his bottom eyelid. Watching with blurry vision as Mary’s boobies bouncing around as she assessed his condition. His free hand clumsily reached for her breast feeling an uncontrollable desire for their warmth. She redirected his hand to hers and had helped him pull his feet from the damp jeans still tangled around his feet. She instructed him to stay still with “ Dammy be a big boy for me while I fetch some things to clean up my favorite baby” after a quick peck on his cheek she skipped to find her diaper bag and a few seconds later she had spread a small diaper changing mat near the couch she quickly went back to Damon and directing him with holding his free hand and her arm around the top of his diapered bottom over to the changing mat laying him down. Tears continued to flow from Damon’s eyes and Mary patted his head tussled his hair and tickled his tummy while she sat next to him on the floor saying “ don’t cry baby”” Mary’s going to make everything better “ “yes we’ll get my Dammy baby all better before you know it” Damon could only shake his head as he was still transfixed on her breasts through blurry eyes. Quickly Mary worked her way to between Dammy’s legs untapped his diaper and used a few baby wipes cleaning his pubic area then said “Bum up for Mary” expertly wrapping up the used diaper and wipes and placing in in a old plastic grocery bag. Cleaning his soft penis and bum with a few more wipes and tying them all inside the bag. She decided there was no reason for more pants and hopefully he would be able to keep her diaper mat dry. She then crawled back to his side cradled his head against her breasts and said “see sweetie Mary made it all better” she wiggled his fingers from his mouth and kissed his forehead. Now with Dammy’s mouth empty and his head leaning against Mary’s breast it was completely automatic for the young man’s mouth to nuzzle against her blouse and find her covered nipple. Even through her clothing Mary became dripping with excitement. And after her first climax she soon found he once again was laying in a small puddle of pee. She regained composure and asked “does my little Dammy have any more dippys for Mary” His muffled response was only Murrie uur. She was able to assume he meant “Mary car” and prying him off her breast only saying “don’t worry baby Mur-mur will be right back sweetie” she hopped right down to his car finding the newly opened package on his front seat. Returning quickly with a towel she soaked up the small puddle and rediapered him eagerly. Removing her blouse and bra she leaned back against the couch cradling her young man’s head against her exposed breast while sliding her free hand down to her slippery mound. Damie quickly found her nipple perfectly against the roof of his mouth and relaxed into pure bliss as he nursed and wiggled in his new diaper After rotating him from each breast and several orgasms later they both feel fast asleep. Waking up first Mary found Dammy with a mostly wet diaper thumb in his mouth asleep with his head resting on her stomach. She couldn’t resist carefully cradling his head wiggling his thumb from his mouth and gently replacing it with her her large hard aching nipple. She felt pure Ecstasy as he began to nurse involuntarily and still completely asleep. She felt with each suckle pressure released from her breast and waves of pleasure from her once again slippery kitty. After rotating her boobies once she slowly awoke her magical boyfriend. Her thoughts were “we are definitely going to need some better supplies. And oh do I need to talk to Gina.” Gina and Mary After waking the boys up and quickly making the yet simultaneous a quick excuse of needing a shower. The girls went to the bathroom turned on the shower sat on the toilet and called each other. As tinkle ran from there exhausted cherries Mary’s phone rang as she was about to call Gina. They were completely aw struck as each explained in great detail of last night’s events. At the end of the call they both decided to meet at a nearby diner before heading out shopping at a Coincidently nearby medical supply store specializing in adult diapers. After a quick and cooler then comfort shower they both went back to their dumbfounded boyfriends who by this time were considering what to do or how to explain while only dressed in a wet diaper which was too tricky to remove. The girls changed the boys diapers and found them old sweat pants and t-shirts to wear as they simply explained “we got to get going for breakfast” before leaving each of the girls quickly wiped away and filled hampers and garbage cans with all the miscellaneous mess from the last 10 hours. At the diner the girls found a open booth and each directed there diapered boyfriends to sit on the inside across from each other. The men seemed to have a hard time finding words. both blushing men just nodded hello’s. While the women chatted freely with excitement. Mary ordered food for herself as well as little Darren. Gina taking Mary’s lead did the same for Damie getting into the role said to the young waiter “ And Damie here will have the short stack blueberry pancakes with a whipped cream smiley face and a large chocolate milk” Gina rubbed Damon’s shoulder as she spoke for him without even asking him what he wanted. The man blushed and wiggled a little in his slightly damped diaper as he could only look down. The waiter just looked on weirdly as he couldn’t find anything to say but “thank you I’ll be right back with your drinks” The girls continued to chat like all was perfect in the world soon enough the waiter returned with the drinks. The girls kept all the drinks in front of them removed the paper and bending the knuckle of the boy’s straws before putting it in their drinks, carefully sliding the large drinks towards the boys. Mary in a pleasant but directive tone said loudly “ be careful boys we don’t want any big messes for us clean up do we?” Neither of the young men looked up from their drinks and didn’t even try to pick them up as they slowly began to suck from their straws in front of them. The women looked pleased and continued their chat. When there food arrived Gina held Dammy’s plate in front of him showing the whipped cream smiley face saying “isn’t this so cute for my cutie pie” then took it upon herself to carefully cut the pan cakes into small pieces before setting it in front of the young man. The girls giggled together and added “ remember boys no messies” Neither man was able or willing to put together any defense and barely made a sound for the entire meal. Finally the girls paid the check with Damon’s credit card and happily headed for the specialty store. On the way to the cars Mary noticed small wet circles on the front of Gina’s shirt and pointed this out to her while noticing similar wet patches covering her own nipples. This seemed very exciting for the women and Mary said “I think the girls need a little air” as she looked back at her boyfriend being led by her hand to the car. Each women directed their diapered boy friend to the back seat of the closely parked cars and quickly nestled in next to them in the back seat before exposing their breasts for a quick pressure release as they guided the young man’s mouths to their breasts. And thanked god for tinted windows. The men were powerless against the temptation and gladly nursed eagerly. Not even completely aware that now they were actually being breastfed. After the 20 minute emptying the boys burped the sweet milk a little as they both were buckled into the back seat of the cars. A few minutes later the women pulled up next to one another again in medical supplies empty parking lot. The medical supply The two women walked casually inside the plain concrete block constructed building with few windows and only a small sign above the door. The boys were waddling behind as the women dragged them in the store red faced and uncomfortable in their wet diapers. The bunch was kindly greeted by the lone middle aged lady sitting at the front counter Mary quickly replied “ yes we could sure use some help thanks Marie” Gina and Mary took turns explaining to there new acquaintance how their boyfriends may be unable to hack college life and recently returned with potty problems and were in need of better supplies. Marie in some level of surprise (but curiously not too surprised) lead the group to see the samples and levels of incontinence control Products. She started with pull ups but soon found the girls most interested in the thickest available plastic backed diaper. Marie having some experience in her position then pointed out the shop also supplied more childish options and accessories often described as abdl brands. Mary and Gina found this wonderful and the two excited women and the quiet shamed boys were led to the far back corner and introduced to several manufacturers of fun colorful diapers. Along with pacifiers, onesies, footed sleepers, and large baby bottles. The girls bounced with joy at the wild selection and each began to build a pile of purchases on a nearby empty self holding up outfits for the boys and questioning sizes. They were like kids at Christmas. Damon had other problems. He was working up the courage to put a end to all this craziness while his tummy started churning. Cramps and gas were also forming in his belly and felt the need all to soon for a toilet. He might have just walked away to find a bathroom if he could figure out how to remove his soaked diaper. With some rage in his voice and tears in his eyes he finally looked up and started speaking loudly saying “I have had enough of this Shit I am not a fucking baby and will not be treat” half way through his sentence he felt a massive cramp in his abdomen causing him to involuntary push reaching for his girlfriend’s hand he spread his legs a little more, squatted down and filled his diapers with a big poopie, tears formed quickly in his eyes as he froze in quite the awkward position obvious to all what was happening. The tears tumbled from his eyes and all became blurry as he started to boo hoo cry feeling helpless and scared. Mary stood just out of Damons reach, arms crossed under her massive breasts with a little bit of anger in her eyes. Patiently waiting Finally after 2 solid minutes ( which seemed much longer to everyone) She finally interrupted Damon’s balling finding a large baby blue pacifier on the shelf she removed it from the package and pushed it into his mouth. He couldn’t resist nursing on the binky and began to quiet. Mary became quite blunt with no cute baby tone “ Damon you were saying?” He slowly looked towards her with no response “ Oh were you done talking?”still no response “I thought I heard you say something about not a baby ?“ now lowering his head “let see who is suckling his new binky?” “Who are binkies for?” She answered her own question with a question “Babies?” “Why do babies love their binky?” “Maybe because babies love nursing on their mommies boobies?” “Do you love nursing on mommies boobies? Hmmm?” Still nothing “What else do babies do?” “Do they tinkle in their pants?” “Is that why babies wear thier diapers?” “Do you wear diapers?” “Or maybe babies need their diapers for all the poopies” “ do you make poopies in your diapers?” She strolled over to the still squatting man and pulled back his diaper and waved her hand in front of her nose “I would definitely say those are some very poopie diapers “ He could only nurse on his pacifier slowly trying to stand straighter as she firmly patted the uncomfortable lump in the back of his pants spreading things around a bit “You know what I think you are definitely a baby “ “And you are going to stand here in your poopy pants until you say please mommy can you change my poopy diapers? and we will discuss your naughty language with my hair brush before bedtime tonight.” Finally after another very long couple minutes tears still rolling from Damon’s eyes he finally said through his nuky “Peas numie chenge ma poopsie diipry “ Marie reply’s first “if I haven’t seen it all” The ladies all chuckle and and meanwhile Darren just looked closely at the floor and found some relief by sucking his thumb. Gina picked up on Darries behavior and finds a matching binky unwrapping it scolds Darren “yucky thumb no no Darrie”replacing his thumb with the pacifier. Mary asks” is there any place to change my little stinky pants” Gina adding “my big boy could use freshing up as well” The boys were put in a new extra thick colorful diapers and loaded up all the new and exciting merchandise. Before leaving the store and after exchanging email accounts information for any new or exciting products, the new mommies insisted the boys thanked Marie for all the help. Soon after leaving the store the boys were snuggling into bed in their new diapers and snap crouch onesie to nurse before a afternoon nap. Back at home Darren waking to massive cramps and gas feeling panicked for a moment not even sure where he was. It all came rushing back as he reached between his leg’s feeling his wet diaper push his legs apart and only then noticing his pacifier softly bobbing in his mouth. The best idea that came to mind is he needed Gina’s help. Through his binky he called out “Emna!” Hoping for a quick response seconds later he called again more urgently and then again. Somehow in his mind he was going to have a normal conversation about his current situation but as only seconds pass he became more emotional and before she strolled into the room he was bawling quietly repeating her name incoherently through tears, runny nose and slimy pacifier. She turned on the lights and opened the curtains and with a sing song voice said” looks like momma’s big baby woke up cranky “ “Is someone in the need for some num-nums?” Holding up on of her breasts he replied with sobbing mumbling She went on “yes he is ready for some of mummies nummies!” She slid into bed next to him and pried the binky from his mouth, grabbing a hand full of Kleenex from the night stand wiping his face and held the clump of tissues in front of his nose commanded “blow for mommy” he was able to put it together and blew his nose into the awaiting tissues as directed. As he prepared to speak she wiggled her full breast from her blouse and got into a comfortable position leaning against the pillows in front of the head board. He tried to resist but his muscles were on auto pilot as he nuzzled into her awaiting nipple and quickly found perfect rhythm as her nipple slid into the perfect spot at the roof of his mouth. She moaned in pleasure as pressure was relieved from her breast and wave’s of pleasure from her vulva engulfed her entire body, as he grunted filling his diapers with runny poopies closely followed by a fresh warming stream of pee-pees, feeling completely content and relieved. 1/2 hour later after both breast were empty, she replaced her breast with his nukies in his mouth and closed up her blouse urging him to his feet saying “mommy smells some big stinkies” “ let’s go see what baby made for mama “ Now that some temptations and discomforts relieved he had it in his mind to get ahold of himself. But as he thought this, she firmly patted his back causing him to burp up a mouthful of her delicious milk which drooled down his face past the binky. She was tickled in delight. Finally he was guided towards the floor feet first. He tried to stand casually and felt his onesie pull the heavy thick and sticky diaper between his legs causing him to sway and grab for her hand. She held him up for a second but decided to ease him down on his bum. He let out a surprised squeal and his binky fell from his mouth. With some thoughts in tact he tried to keep his eyes dry and started to explain “Gina” he said clearly “ I need to get myself back together “ “ I am not your baby and you are not my mommy “ “ I need to get back to school “ Gina stood patiently above him. He continued “ Gina get me out of this stinking diaper now” She heard enough leaning down and pushed his paci back in accepting mouth. As he was again caught-up by her breasts leaning towards him. She only giggled saying more to herself than him “ Ya sweeties going back to school” giggling again “ not a baby” rolling her eyes “ok mr. potty pants” now clearly addressing him “mommy will change your poopy pants when MOMMY is good and ready” saying obviously in a mocking tone “Get me out of this stinking diaper” as she bopped his nose with her index finger. becoming stern “Mama will get a heart felt apology and maybe she’ll change YOUR stinky bum” Tears welled up again in Darren’s eyes. Gina was going to drive it home “ Oh looks like my big macho boyfriend is getting ready to Crawle back to college in his big poopie diaper after he makes boo-hoos on my floor “ “go ahead make booho’s for mama” He couldn’t stop himself he full out cried loudly arms reaching for Gina legs wiggling, paci falling. Bawling uncontrollably. She just crossed her arms and waited. A couple very long minutes later she finally heard enough pickup his binky pushing back into his mouth demanding “quit your crying or I’ll give you something to cry about “ Becoming quieter with sniffling and hiccups, and moans he finally said “Sowwery Mama Sowwery mama soo Sowwery maaa” Gina cracked a smile and said “ok big guy let’s go get you cleaned up” He awkwardly crawled behind her to the living room where she lay out her new changing mat. She unsnapped his onesie and released the tapes folding down the front of his diaper finding most of his pubic hair had fallen out and formed a layer of hair stuck to the inside of diaper. Initially causing her concern but then realizing hairless is much more suitable for his situation. Then grabbed a handful of wipes, as she cleaned his diaper aria and several wipes later he lay in front of her completely hairless. In fact as far as she could tell he lost most of his body hair from below his eyebrows down to his toes leaving his body smooth and soft. While he lay naked in front of her she then noticed his penis appeared smaller and lifeless as it just bounced around while she thoroughly cleaned it. reassembling a acorn sitting on a small peach. After the diaper change she hugged Darren close telling him how much she loved him and how happy she was to have him back from school. Darren never felt better in his whole life and could have stayed in her arms forever. Soon After Gina prepared dinner as Darren watched cartoons on TV. At Mary’s place Damon and Mary had a similar nap time. Both before and after nap Mary fed little Damon. She changed his diaper and found most of Damon’s hair had fallen out and his penis had shrunken to a cute little stub. She too felt this was much more appropriate. Damon was on his best behavior still worried about the hairbrush promise. And after she fed him dinner and he watched cartoons for a short bit, Mary picked up the remote turned off the Tv (which disappointed Damon) announcing “it’s bath time baby” he was led wobbling into the bathroom with again a very wet diaper having no idea how it even happened. It did bother Damon some when Mary pointed out the small runny messies he left in the back of his diapers. He might have been too sidetracked with cartoons to ever notice pooping his pants for the second time today. After his bath which effectively washed away any remaining hair, Mary dried him in a big fluffy towel She then told him how much she loved her baby and how happy she is. Damon was so happy as he was rubbed dry and even said “I Wuv You Mommy” though his paci But then she added “ I do not like to have to spank your bottom and hopefully this will be the last time.” His face twisted upon hearing this, and looking her over thought to himself “I can handle any little spanking this babe could dish out.” She led Damon over to the large sturdy looking chair in her bedroom moving the chair near her bed sat down and picked up her large wooden hair brush. She patted her thighs and instructed the still naked boy to lay over her lap and hold onto the bottom of legs of the chair. In order to do this he was forced to put his head in between her and the bed and as he got into position she scooted towards the bed just a couple inches closer. This caused him to feel quite pinned with his bum very exposed high in the air and his feet free above the floor. Damon became much less confident. She begun raining down hard and accurate spanks with her sturdy hair brush. The first few stung onto his soften skin. After the first 10 his pacifier had fallen from his mouth and he began to curse and yelp. This put Mary into the next gear picking up pace she sternly installed a word in rhythm between each spank. “My” crack “little” wack “Damie” CRACK “will” WACK “NOT” SPANK “use naughty words” WACK “Babies Don’t Ever” CRACK WACK “Talk back to Mommy” Damon’s head was now filling with blood as his legs uselessly flared about. He let go of the chair instinctively trying to cover his bum and causing him to only fall forward towards the floor making him catch himself with his hands on the floor. Before landing on his head Feeling completely useless to defend himself. His yelping went from sobbing to wailing. He started to add pleases, sorrys , and mama’s, incoherently as he cried. After countless spanks he could only sob uncontrollably. Finally stopping she pulled him into a long hug. Told him how much she loved him. He was emotional spent. Bed time was a welcoming thing even at only 8 pm after she diapered , and dressed him in a onesie, sleeper, she unsnapped her bra and offered her breast to the beaten boy. Week’s went by The girls continued taking care of the boys as day’s turned into weeks. They ordered every supply they needed to take care of their large babies using the young mens Credit cards. Soon they decided to move in together. They found a small 3 bedroom house for rent and decorated a nursery together complete with 2 large Cribs and suitable changing table. They sold all four of thier cars and bought a used minivan. However the boys credit was running low and taking care of the boys was a full time job. The young men continued to regress as their teeth melted into their gums, there legs and arms became skinny, their faces and bellies became rounded and cheeks became chubby. Besides there size, they completely looked and acted like six month old babies. The two young men were inseparable, they played with the same toys, ate the same baby food, drank the same boobie milk and it was no surprise when they pooped their diapers at same time. Tina and Tammie The two magical women still at college thought back to that night with the boys months earlier. No one at school had heard anything from the two young men (and honestly no one cared) They decided to go and find how things were going for their former captors. So with a little magic they hoped in there car together and headed for the small town. Soon they found the guys playing in a otherwise empty park with their new mommies watching closely by. The two boys sitting inside a sand box. The sisters greeted the mommies and praising them for having such cute and well behaved babies. Mary chuckled and said “well behaved? As long as we keep a eye on them” The ladies all politely chuckled. The two sisters walked a few feet closer to the sand box squatting down to the boys level and smiled at the boys, looking into their eyes the magical sisters were satisfied with the results. Then decided to restore the babies memories from that night they first met. Darren and Damon’s eyes filled with anxiety as the memories rushed back into their empty minds. Soon their eyes filled with fear and tears as the boys mouths feel open. The young mens binkies fell from their mouths and swung from the tether attached to the top of their matching over alls. As the babies began to wail in tears. Mary and Gina hopped into action and apologized to the twins for their boy’s behavior saying “they don’t see much company” and “their just big mommie’s boys” not knowing the truth of what really happened. The babies continued to cry in terror as their mommies tried to quiet them. The witches watching felt for the new young mommies and could feel the love these women had for their boys. The sisters looked at each other and telepathically devised a plan. With combination of all their powers. The sisters wrote a new reality. The boys shrunk to appreciate size of 4 month olds, and all associated equipment and clothing to match , resetting their minds to match just being able to comprehend who their mommies were. The mommies now remembered a different past, one where they gave birth to their boys 4 months ago only hours apart. The sorceresses then dug deep and created out of thin air 2 hard working, handsome and honest daddies. As everyone’s mind were erased and re-written. The twin sisters decided to call it a day just hitting the restart button, with the new young fathers kneeling on one knee with diamond rings in their hands in front of each of the smiling young mothers. As the baby boys pushed sand around sucking on their binkies and filling there diapers. The End

Hi folks - I hope you enjoy the second part in my daycare short stories series. There will be a third and final part coming soon. As always, characters are 18+ and comments/ critique are welcome! This story contains a lot of discussion about messing. You’ve been warned. Earlier at Daycare (or Mike and Katie Part 2) Her phone was ringing. Sandra glanced at it and saw “MIKE DAYCARE” flashing on the screen. She had just sat down on the back patio with a small joint and a glass of wine. This was supposed to be her “me time.” True, it was only 11AM, but non-traditional mommies like her had to find time and ways to relax whenever they could. Hell, traditional mommies could get baked and buzzed before noon for all she cared, and she knew plenty of them did. She needed this today. Mike had been a whiny grump that whole morning, culminating in a tantrum (as in legs kicking and arms pounding on the floor) when she’d informed him that they were out of milk, and he’d have to have apple juice with breakfast instead. Call it the “terrible 32s.” She probably should have disciplined him, but she had decided to let it go, wordlessly handing him the sippy cup of juice once he had calmed down enough to take it. They both knew she had “won” whatever battle he had thought he was fighting. She always did. He had lain there on the kitchen floor, drinking his juice morosely and occasionally making little post-crying shuddering sounds until it was time to get ready to go. There was no time for a proper breakfast. Getting Mike dressed and out the door had been equally trying. He’d completely soaked his pants not 5 minutes after she had changed and dressed him. Normally she left him in his nighttime diaper for longer, but they were already off to a late start, and she had taken a chance that the apple juice had already gone through him. No dice. She supposed she should be pleased that these morning wettings were routine for both of them now. In fact she couldn’t recall the last time he had asked for the potty in the morning. He stayed in, and fully used, his bedtime diaper until it was time to get ready to leave. Sandra hoped this in-between-diapers-and-potty-training stage wouldn’t last much longer. No parent or caregiver enjoyed it - at any age. Life would be sooooo much easier for both of them when she had him back in diapers full-time, when his accidents would no longer be considered “accidents”, and when she would have full control over when and where he was changed. In an effort to speed things along, she had read everything she could about effective potty training strategies and procedures, and then started doing the exact opposite with Mike. So for instance, when they were at home she let him stay wet for as long as possible after an accident (without risking damage to the carpet or furniture of course). Mike had always been less-than-meticulous about his hygiene, and it hadn’t taken long before he was perfectly content to sit in wet pants for as long as she wanted him too. Sometimes he wasn’t even aware that he needed a change until she announced it. The delay tactic had the added benefit of making additional wettings even easier and less bothersome for him. When you were already wet, what did it matter if you got a little wetter? In fact, why bother holding it at all in those circumstances? Much easier just to let go at the slightest urge. It was a vicious circle that Sandra was orchestrating with the gentlest, most nurturing of hands. When she saw signs that he needed to go, she would ask him if he was “about to make pee pee?” This subtly suggestive phrasing allowed her to maintain the illusion of concern for his continence, while often provoking him to wet on the spot. His cute little “potty face” was a dead giveaway, even if he didn’t always wet enough to soak through the thick trainers. Sandra loved knowing that she now had the power to make him wet himself on command. She wondered if the staff at the regression clinic could leave him with that mental trigger? It might be fun and useful, even after he became fully incontinent. She had also changed how she dealt with cleanup. Instead of changing him in the bathroom while standing up (as one would for a “big boy” that had had an accident, and as recommended in literally every potty training guide), she had started laying him down on a changing mat in the living room for every change. In truth, this arrangement made more work for her (and potentially more mess because the cloth trainers did not open at the sides like a diaper). But she knew that there was nothing quite like holding a man’s legs in the air and gently wiping his bottom to induce feelings of deep, infantile dependence. It’s a trigger that is wired into our subconscious literally from day one. Changing him in the living room also reinforced the idea that poop and pee (and the cleanup routines that followed) weren’t necessarily things that had to take place in the bathroom. They could happen anywhere. And that was fine. It was good. Mike was realizing that he had options now. And one of those options was simply a lot more convenient when he was engrossed in a more preferred activity. In fact, accidents could now be expected at these times, unless she or the daycare staff intervened. And she rarely did. She’d even allowed him to poop in his pants at the park the other day, despite the very obvious cues that he was about to have (or was having) a bowel movement. She’d watched with amusement as Mike paused his little game in the sandbox and froze, staring off into space as if mesmerized by the act of filling his drawers. Any experienced parent or caregiver who saw that expression and posture would have recognized instantly what was happening. Thankfully, she seemed to be the only one looking in Mike’s direction at that moment, and they had the sandbox to themselves. She knew she wouldn’t able to change him there, despite his regressed state. But Mike didn’t want to leave, and had even requested to go back to playing after she had called him over and checked him (NBD right?). Letting him play in dirty pants was an enticing proposition on some levels, but not something she wished to expose others to. She ended up having to literally drag him from the park while he fussed loudly and lied that he hadn’t gone poopy in his pants and he didn’t need changing. She had managed to find enough privacy between their car and the one parked next to it to hastily tape his naptime diaper on over his soiled training pants. At least the car seats were protected. Mike had started to object to this, but one stern look from Sandra and a quick smack to his squishy backside put a stop to that. She was done taking crap from him today, at least in the idiomatic sense. The car ride had been less-than-pleasant in terms of the smell, but making him sit in his mess like an awkward toddler was worth it. She’d even taken a detour through the McDonald’s drive-through to prolong his suffering. When they got home, she had put him in his booster seat at the kitchen table and made him finish his happy meal before finally taking him to the living room for a change. When doing so, Sandra noticed that the diaper she’d put on him was a little wetter than she expected, and also lightly soiled in spots from the escaped contents of his training pants. This discovery gave her a wicked idea: She gave Mike a single, cursory wipe to scrape the bulk of the mess off his bottom, and then she taped his slightly poopy butt back into the slightly poopy and wet diaper. Mike was surprised at first, but knew he was in no position to object. He didn’t even complain a few minutes later when she pulled him into her lap, clad in just his tee shirt and a wet and soiled diaper, and fed him an extra large sippy of warm milk as if he were an infant drinking from a bottle. She had decided not to tease him too much - the diaper and baby treatment were more than enough to humiliate him. But even so, she couldn’t resist a few tickles, crotch pats, and bum squishes along with feigned ignorance as to where the smell of a stinky baby was coming from? When he finished the bottle (oops sippy), she had patted his messy bottom a final time and sent him off to his bed to nap alone - leaving a faint whiff of dirty diaper trailing behind him down the hall. Mike was rashy and grumpy when he woke up, and she was down an expensive pair of cloth training pants that were now in the trash, but overall the afternoon at the park had been worth it. She knew the daycare felt and treated him differently (for obvious reasons). But she also knew, based on his daily activity reports and her conversations with Katie, that what was happening at home was having an effect on his toileting at Sunny Hills as well. At this point, Mike was pretty much functionally incontinent unless consistently reminded not to be. He needed to be back in diapers. They were almost there. But he was still stubbornly, even adamantly resistant to this next step in his regression. Daytime diapers were a bad word in their house, which was partly why she had decided to leave their eventual (inevitable) introduction to the staff at Sunny Hills. She figured Mike would be less willing and/or able to resist that change when the time came if it came from the daycare staff. She knew from talking with his mother that he’d been very difficult to potty train. And he was still obviously diapered in the photos from his 3rd birthday party (Sandra had a practiced eye for these things, and Mike’s mom wasn’t shy about sharing photos). So it probably shouldn’t have come as a surprise that he was equally difficult to diaper train. And besides, that knowledge had proved beneficial in lots of fun ways, even before Mike had started his regression therapy. She remembered it vividly. It was the first time she had become aware of her dominant side on such a sexual level. His blushy reaction to her gentle teasing about having his dirty dydee changed in front of all his little party friends had made her so wet she’d left a visible spot on the crotch of her jeans. Their love making that night had been incredible, especially after she started using the baby talk voice again, teasing and encouraging him to have an “accident” inside of her instead of pulling out like usual. When she knew he was close, she had pulled him in tighter, shoving her tit in his mouth and telling him to be a good baby for her as he gushed inside her while protesting weakly around her slick nipple. Unfortunately, it was also a bittersweet memory, because it had marked the start of a relatively sad time in their marriage when they learned that they would never be able to have children of their own. She’d have to content herself with Mike to fulfill both her sex drive and her more domestic nurturing and mothering urges… Sandra shoved these thoughts from her mind and returned to the present. Could she let the call go to voicemail? No. Probably not. Probably should not. She knew from experience that Sunny Hills wouldn’t call unless there was some sort of problem, and she had found it really annoying when parents hadn’t answered her calls when she worked there. Reluctantly, she picked up the phone and wasn’t surprised to hear Katies cheerful voice coming through from the other line: “Hi Sandra, It’s Katie over at Sunny Hills…” “Yes I’m fine, thanks. It’s not an emergency or anything, but I wanted to talk to you about Mike…” “Yeah - he’s been a handful for us too, which is actually part of the reason I’m calling…” “Well he made some poor choices this morning in terms of his behavior, acting out and throwing toys, and he was also more emotional than usual…” “Yeah we’ve had lots of tears about little things this morning, so I decided to keep him in with me during outside playtime.” Without really realizing it, Sandra’s hand had snaked down to her crotch as she envisioned Mike being punished by Katie for acting so babyish. “And then, while he was inside cleaning up the mess he had made earlier, he had a pretty big accident in his pants…” “Yep…“ ”No, and I’m sorry I wasn’t watching him more carefully. He actually hasn’t been very good about telling me when he needs to go this week, so I’ve been trying to keep a sharper eye on him. It’s usually pretty obvious when he needs to poop, but…” “Yes exactly! [Katie punctuated this affirmation with a good natured laugh]. But this time I didn’t notice until I smelled him. And unfortunately, he didn’t tell me about it either - before or after.” Sandra’s hand was inside her panties now. She had to suppress a moan. A finger slid it’s way into her slick crease. The thought of Mike, knelt on the floor, busy with some task, and quietly pooping in his pants like a 2 year old was absolutely exhilarating. The thought of the smell betraying him to Katie was almost too delicious to bear. That kind of thing wasn’t supposed to happen in the preschool classroom. And there had been no other, more likely culprits present to pin it on. Katie would have known from the first whiff that it was her Little Helper who had dirtied his pants. She wondered if Katie had bothered to ask his permission before she reached down and pulled back the bunched elastic waistband of his not-quite-diapers to confirm with her eyes what her practiced nose was already telling her? He hadn’t pooped yesterday, so it was probably a pretty big one, and the trainers didn’t have as much room in the seat as a disposable diaper. Katie would have seen it immediately. She wondered what his face looked like when she got down on his level and asked him in a serious, but nurturing tone, if he had poop in his pants, and if so, why hadn’t he come and told her he needed changing like he was supposed to? She also wondered if he had tried to lie about it at first, despite the visual and olfactory evidence to the contrary. Perhaps he had even stomped his foot and shouted: “not got stinky!” or “no change me!” in a petulant and ineffectual attempt to dodge her persistent questioning. Fuck, that mental image made her so wet… She pictured him doing the “walk of shame” down the hallway towards the changing facilities, one hand held tightly in Katie’s, and the other clamped tightly over his dirty bottom, trying desperately to keep the load inside from shifting around too much. The trainers she had been putting him in were basically pull-on cloth diapers (sans cover), and would probably contain the mess unless he sat in it, but Mike didn’t seem to know that. He had held his bottom the same way at the park the other day, even as claimed in a voice loud enough for everyone to hear that he was not poopy. She snapped back to the conversation when she realized that Katie was still talking. “It’s no big deal. Luckily, the toddlers were also having outside play time so the changing facilities in that classroom were free for us to use in private…” That did it. That mental image - of Mike laying teary-eyed on the plastic-covered cushion of the toddler room changing table, his thumb in his mouth, his striped tee shirt tucked up over his pot belly, naked from the waist down with his soiled “big boy pants” tied up in a bag next to him, with Katie wiping his poop-covered bottom, and his crotch already glistening from where she had wiped him previously - all of those things combined into the image that pushed her over the edge into one of the strongest “solo” orgasms she’d ever had. She shuddered, and bit her lip. It was Katie doing these things, and seeing Mike in this way. It was almost too much to think about right now. She’d need to process it later, and maybe rub another one out… She realized Katie had paused: “Sandra? Are you still there?” “Yeah - sorry - I was just walking upstairs” Sandra said, breathlessly. “No worries…Anyway, I got him cleaned up and into a fresh pair of trainers - he’s out of spare training pants and backup clothing by the way…” “Yeah, well I noticed he was a little damp right after he arrived, so I changed him then. But then during morning snack time he completely soaked that first back up pair of undies as well as his clothes…” “Yeah, as in wet up to his armpits…” “Nope. He definitely didn’t. He knows the rules about telling me, but I think he was just too busy with his snack to put his hand up, so I’m not too worried about it…” “Well we can chat about that when you come to pick him up…” “No, he seems fine. I think he’s completely zoned out right now. He’s actually sitting on the floor, putting a car in his mouth. In fact, hold on just a sec:” Mike, sweetie - get that out of your mouth. It’s yucky. You’re not a baby. “Sorry - where were we?…” “No. You don’t need to do that. If he has another accident, I’ll just put one of his naptime diapers on him and he can spend some time helping Miss Julie in the toddler room until it’s time for pickup…” “ Sandra? Did I lose you again?…” “OK, good. Look, that’s actually not the reason I’m calling. Or at least not the main reason. I’m calling because I wanted to let you know that I think he REMEMBERS…” “Yes - as in before before…Before he was a little. I think he remembers ME.” To be concluded…

Hello! Here is the first chapter of a new story. This is a commissioned story. Thanks! Bully Trapped in a Baby’s Body (Commission) Chapter 1 One might be forgiven for assuming that Ryan Smith was a toddler. By every available visual metric, Ryan looked and had the strength and body of two-and-a-half-year-old boy even though he was in fact 26 years old. When Ryan was two years old, he had brain cancer. The resulting chemotherapy had saved his life but rendered his pituitary gland practically dormant. This stopped his brain from being able to regulate growth and metabolic functions. Put simply, his brain was no longer able to help him grow older and Ryan was hungry quite often. This also meant that he had a hard time getting certain vitamins in his body and had to take a special formula for his body to process them. At 2 feet 10 inches, Ryan had always had to look up at everyone he spoke to. Including his 5-year-old niece Sarah that had surpassed his height almost a year ago. This was always something that bothered Ryan considering that he had come from a tall family. His father had been 6 foot 8 inches and his mother was 6 foot 4 inches. Hell, even his 24-year-old sister Jennifer (or Jenny as everyone called her) is gigantic at 6 feet 5 inches. When he stood next to her, he only came up to her knee. Whenever anybody saw them standing together, they would always wrongfully assume that Jenny was Ryan’s mother and Sarah was his older sister. However, for the way things worked at home, Jenny was Ryan’s mother. When Ryan was 17 years old his parents had died in a tragic car accident. This was devastating to Ryan and Jenny. Jenny knew that she would have to look after her 17-year-old brother. Thankfully, their parents had very generous life insurance policies and when they died, Ryan and Jenny had inherited millions. So, over the next 9 years, Jenny had gotten used to changing Ryan’s diapers, feeding him his formula, making him meals, driving him everywhere and treating him like a baby. Jenny wouldn’t have minded if Ryan wasn’t such a jerk. Ryan was constantly bullying Jenny’s daughter and Ryan would spend all of his time online, trolling and harassing people for fun. What Ryan lacked in height, he made up for in anger. Ryan’s anger was born from his resentment about his condition. He was so sick and tired of being helpless towards other people. He was angry about his sister treating him like a baby and his niece becoming taller and stronger than him. He felt constantly embarrassed about never being able to look a woman in the eye but rather having to look up at her ass. He had so little control in his everyday life that when an opportunity came around for him to finally have control over someone else, he took it. He would spend all of his time on social media, with fake accounts terrorizing anybody that he could. He would make fun of people with physical or mental disabilities; he would mock people going through divorces or personal tragedies; anything to help him feel powerful! Sarah was always his special target though. He resented Sarah since the day she was born. He hated knowing that one day early on she would outgrow him. He hated the fact that one day, she would probably end up changing his diapers. He hated her because he knew that she would become stronger and more independent than him. He REALLY started hating her the day that she finally outgrew him and became stronger than him. Even though she had height and strength on him, he would still be able to bully her through general meanness. Ryan would bully her by destroying her dolls, putting chewed gum in her hair, pushing her over whenever he saw her and calling her names. Ryan knew he was acting the age that he looked by doing this but he just didn’t care. Every diaper change that he was given by his giant of a sister made him that more determined to act out. “Ryan can you please come over and see me?” Jenny calmly called out to Ryan. Ryan waddled over to Jenny. His diapers always made it impossible for him to walk normally. Just another thing that made Ryan angry. Never being able to walk normally. “What do you want?” Ryan said in a snarky tone. Jenny took a deep breath in, determined to not lose her temper. “Ryan, I don’t know why you have been so angry and moody but I want to sit down and talk to you, one adult to another,” Jenny calling Ryan an adult always helped calm him down. “I want you to know, that I understand that you must feel a level of frustration that I can’t even begin to imagine. I know that you must feel that life is unfair that you have been cursed to live in the body of a toddler while I was not. I get it.” Ryan started to feel a little understood. This only scratched the surface about how he felt but it was a start. “Having said that, I cannot allow you to continue to bully my daughter and your niece. She is a 5-year-old girl for goodness’s sake. She has never done anything to harm you. If you want to be a troll online than do it, but just leave my daughter alone.” Ryan never liked being told to what to do. “And if I don’t stop?” Jenny got down on her hands and knees and brought her face right up close to Ryan’s, she stared right into Ryan’s eyes. Jenny had always had very large breasts, and she was wearing a low-cut shirt so Ryan couldn’t help himself when his eyes quickly left hers to take a quick glance at her cleavage. It was rare for Ryan to even have the vantage point available to look at her cleavage so he didn’t even care that it was his sister’s cleavage. Jenny ignored her brother briefly checking her out and calmly said, “If you don’t then I will be forced to put you in your place. I will start treating you like the baby that you have been acting like.” When Ryan heard that, his face turned a deep red color. “You will START treating me like a baby?” he bellowed, “BITCH that’s all you’ve been doing to me my whole life. You put me in diapers, you change me, feed me in a high chair, you have to put me in a car seat, you even put me in a stroller for longer walks outside. If you are going to threaten me, then threaten me with something that you’re not already doing.” Jenny held her level gaze, “Ryan you are my brother and I love you. I have always tried to you with respect. Yes, I have had to do all those things that you just said but that was out of necessity. Do you think that I enjoy doing that? No, I don’t and I wish I didn’t have to. I wish that you could be the adult that you crave to be, BUT, if you think that I have been treating you like a baby then you are wrong and if you bully Sarah one more time, then you will find out how wrong you are. Should you attempt to pick on Sarah again, I will be forced to answer your call to arms.” Ryan held her gaze and looked at her fuming. “What a fucking bitch!” he thought to himself, “If she thinks that she can tell me what to do then she has another thing coming.” Ryan knew that Jenny hated changing messy diapers and he already had something in the chamber. Ryan immediately squatted down and messed his diaper in front of Jenny. He released a loud gurgled fart as the same time that he messed his diaper. “I’ll think about what you said but change my diaper bitch,” he spat at her. Jenny narrowed her eyes and picked up her ungrateful brother and brought him over to the changing table. She pulled down his jeans and pulled off his diaper revealing his hairless genitalia. She wiped his butt down with baby wipes, and lifted his butt in the air by grabbing his ankles in one hand and lifting him. She continued holding him in the air for a good 5 seconds before calmly saying, “Ryan, I am beginning to lose my patience but please just stop bullying Sarah. I don’t care that you are treating my poorly right now. But just don’t bother my daughter anymore….. or else.” Jenny then slid a fresh diaper under Ryan sprinkled him with baby powder and fastened the diaper up between his legs. Ryan could not believe that he was being given an ultimatum. It was in that moment while being changed by his sister on the changing table that he thought of the perfect way to bully Sarah. He would punish Jenny for what she threatened to do. Besides what’s the worst that could happen he thought evilly.

Anastasia Kashkirova was 35 years old. She a tall 5'6 blonde with beautiful green eyes and good D-breasts. Anastasia have been working for 5 years in a large organization called CompTech, which has been supplying all major companies with components for computers. She applied for the post of deputy general director of the company. But more recently, the young 25-year-old Janet Hope was hired. And she shows herself on the good side. But she goes literally over the heads. She substitutes people and now she already occupies the same position as Anastasia. And what’s even worse for her is that it’s more like Janet's leadership. Anastasia thought for a long time what can be done with her and came up with one thing from one site ADBL's theme. Turn her into baby. Its good thing.. "Poor miss Hope... Soon you will not even know how to hold the pen correctly. But first you need to lure the bird into the cage. There is an idea" - Anastasia thought with smile. She got up from her office and walked over to Janet's desk and sat down on the edge of the table. "Listen. I was just thinking. We need to bury the hatchet wars and become good friends. I decided to give up the vacancy in your favor. Come to me tonight and we will celebrate your appointment. What do you say?" Anastasia said and smiled the power with a sweet, but false smile, showing a mask of benevolence behind which hatred was hidden.

R.A.D.S (Regressive Adult Development System) By Spark I was a twenty-five-year-old guy who had dropped out of college and bounced from job to job. I never found any kind of career, and I didn’t have any prospects for one any time soon. I was still living at my dad’s house, and certainly couldn’t support myself without his help. More importantly, I wasn’t doing anything to change my situation. I hadn’t worked in over six months, and that job only lasted a few weeks. I was supposed to pay rent, but I hadn’t paid in many months, and didn’t do anything to help around the house. My younger sisters also lived at home, but Erica, my eighteen-year-old sister had just graduated from high school and was enrolled at the local community college. She still wasn’t sure what she would do but seemed to be taking her classes seriously. My other sister, Jill, was twenty-three and had just finished her master’s degree in psychology and was working on her PHD with a renown Psychologist, Dr. Kimberly Felds. Dr. Felds was an expert on young adults, particularly those who hadn’t developed any sense of adult responsibility. She developed a program called R.A.D.S, which stands for Regressive Adult Development System. My sister talked with my dad and felt I would be a good candidate for this program. What is R.A.D.S Dr. Felds started R.A.D.S as a method to take aimless adults and help them develop responsibility to function as typical adults. According to Dr. Felds, regressive adults (RAs) , were really just small children, more like a pre-k child than an actual adult. However, since adults have full autonomy over their lives, it is difficult for the RA to process that freedom. They just aren’t ready for that level of autonomy, and they need to have that autonomy taken away, much like you do with a small child. It starts of with the RA being regressed to a small child. The RA has a very strict routine of bedtimes, naps and eating schedule. You would never allow a three-year-old child to be unsupervised, and the RA is also under constant adult supervision. There is always a caregiver who is fully responsible for the RA. Dr. Felds strongly encourages regressive to devices to encourage the regression of the RA, particularly cribs and diapers. Since diapers and forced regression is a significant part of the program, there are similarities to diaper and regression punishment. However, diaper punishment is meant as a short-term discipline that is meant to change that behavior immediately. “If you act like a baby, I’m going to treat you like a baby.” R.A.D.S is meant to be therapeutic. The RA is not ready to handle the responsibility, so that responsibility is taken away. Eventually those responsibilities are meant to be reintroduced, but that’s a long-term process. Instead of days, it’s months, or even years. The first part is the regression, and it isn’t until the RA is completely complaint and not resistant to caregivers’ guidance that they are ready to begin the second stage, which is the gradual reintroduction of responsibility and maturity. However, that is meant to be slow, and can be fluid. The key is the relationship between the RA and primary caregiver. In most cases, that is a parent, or somebody who has been in a parental role. However, in some cases it has been a spouse. But, that usually becomes more parental relationship in the long-run. In my case, my sister Jill was my primary caregiver. Which was interesting, since Jill is two years younger than me. However, since the RA’s status is not hidden, the entire household must be actively participating in the program. In my case, that included my dad, and my sister, who is seven years younger than me.

Edit of a old story to be able to be placed on here. Introduction. It didn't seem like all that bad a thing; I got a little horny, so I began masturbating. It was a natural thing to do. I never thought my mother would walk in and catch me, but she did. Oh, for sure, I had not been especially good. I had gotten into the "punk" look with multiple earrings in each ear, jet-black hair that I wore straight and stringy. I wore nothing but black, T-shirts, pants, and a leather jacket. I had even recently gotten a stud in my tongue. I didn't speak too much to mom, so she didn't really notice at first. That was sort of a compromise so I wouldn't have to take a lot of yelling, say, if I had gotten an eyebrow hoop or something like that that she could see all the time. I had been considering a tattoo on one shoulder, hinting to my mom that it was something I was going to do very soon. I'd always feel satisfied when I knew I had made her frustrated with me. My name is Cris, at least that's what I answer to. My full name is Cristine and I only hear that from my mom when's she's mad at me; I never let my friends call me that. I've always been small for my age, at just past my 18th birthday I was just under 5 foot tall and fairly thin. I think I got the small size from my granny on my father's side of the family, she was a tiny woman. I always had trouble finding clothes to fit me like those my friends wore. I am extremely nearsighted and wore thick glasses. I hated my life, me, and the way I looked, I guess you could call it an "ugly duckling syndrome"; besides just growing up and being a teenager, I guess that's why I had been so moody. I tried to show to the world that I was mature and big by having the grungy punk look all the time with the serious black mood. If someone hated my grunge look then all the better. So, finding me in bed that night, with the bedroom dark and dreary like I had set it up, my knees bent, and legs spread wide, was apparently the last straw for my mom; I'd pushed too far. This is what happened, it was supposed to be a punishment, and to this day my mother doesn't know she fulfilled my fantasy. It was a summer I will never forget.

I am 35 year old Anastasia de Cruz. I am a tall blonde with beautiful green eyes. I had a wonderful life. A wonderful work on which I received decent money, a loving husband and our daughter was growing up. Everything changed in one day. When my daughter died as a result of a car accident. The husband blamed me for everything and broked me. And I got a strong psychological blow. Now, in all the people I met, I saw the face of my dead daughter and I rushed to completely strangers with screams and kisses. I was admitted to a mental hospital in which I stayed for 2 years. I pretended to be better. But not really. Medications helped me cope with hallucinations. ‐----------- One day, late at night, I was driving my car and saw a young girl who was standing on the side of the road and catching a car ... I stopped the car near her. She looked at me through the car window and asked to be brought to the hostel's. As soon as I saw her. I again dreamed of my daughter. I grabbed the medicine and realized that it was over .. In a trembling voice, I invited her to sit down. "Climb up darling. It is dangerous to go alone so late. I will certainly take you where you need to" - and in my head I realized that I could not let this girl go ...