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I'm really, REALLY hoping there isn't some hidden rule against non-original-character/story fanfics on this site; I looked all over and asked around, and didn't find any, so... And I will, of course, be including a disclaimer.

I know that that is a silly question but I wanted to ask: First at all I love babies (even before I discovered that I love the diapers) but sometimes I feel like jealous about to watch a happy baby with her/his diaper on and everybody indulging her/him, and I was like, "wow I'd wish to be her or him" (Like, I'd like to go back to when I was a baby and be an authentic baby but at the same time be conscious to enjoy being pampered, and live every little single moment,

Hi all. I've been working on this for about a year, and thought that some people might like it. It's an amateur project, just a chance to share my crazy crazy fantasies with others, and aims to provide story length rather than having the best art around (at 63 pages for $14.99, I hope that people feel that it's still good value). It's quite dark (forced diapering, diaper usage, ageplay spanking, giantess theme, etc), so may not appeal to everybody. It comes as a PDF (there's no DRM) which allows better reading of the comic (scrolling through pages). You can also just drag the file into Google Chrome to read it there, which works well using the screen-width stretch button. It's hosted on Lulu.com's ebook store, so that you can re-download it once purchased. Lulu is pretty straight forward, it just requires a simple (free) sign up like ebay or amazon. If you have any troubles or questions, let me know. Naturally I'm terribly nervous, but hope that people will like it. Keep in mind that it is an amateur comic, so the art is not the best out there. Most of it is flat shaded, but does fortunately get progressively better due to being drawn in order. It's somewhat divided so that the first half is story, and the second half is 'action'. Synopsis: World of the Immortals: A Diplomatic Incident When bored college student Nadia discovers that travel to parallel worlds is possible, she sets off to make a discovery on an alternate planet, expecting to be a famous scientist before the day is out. What she doesn’t expect is to encounter the immortal giants of the alternate world - a race who consider her nothing more than a baby, not even old enough to be out of diapers, and definitely not too old to be spanked. Will Nadia escape her new Mommy and Daddy? Or will the college girl be trapped in a life of diaper changes and nursery playtimes? [Purchase Link] Price: $14.99 USD Length: 63 pages, Several Hundred Images

I'd just changed into two clean diapers, and only wet them once.

Double usage.

This is my first story on any AB/DL website, and like the second story I've ever written. Let me know what you guys think, and opinions are more than welcome (negative and positive.) Thanks much. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Chapter 1. Finally! Friday - 3:30 pm "No, I completely understand Mrs. P. Good speaking with you too." She hung up the phone and sulked off to her room, another plan and moment foiled by changed plans. It had been almost a month now, and she was begining to wonder if she was ever going to get a place to herself ever again. It wasn't Mrs. Peters fault, she and her husband both work random hours, and they never can be sure when they will get a moment to go out and treat themselves to a nice dinner or a movie. Much less a chance to plan a week in advance to hire a baby sitter for their daughter Carol. And she knew that. But she couldn't help being resentful of their position, and blaming them both for the fact that she couldn't get out for a brief vacation. She slipped back out of her blue jeans and donned back her peace sign pajama bottoms, she wouldn't be needing to get dressed now, and might as well be comfortable if she's going to be sitting around the house all night. "Oh well, whats another month anyway?" She asked herself in a huff. "No point getting worked up over it. Besides, its not like its defintely going to be that long before I can watch Carol anyway." Her door opened a little and her mothers head came into view, "Whats all that noise in here?" "I was just changing pants mom, everything is fine, thanks." She knew that she barely bumped anything, let alone made a sound. Just an excuse for her paranoid mother to stick her head in her room and get involved with everything in the house. "Oh, while i've got you, Mrs. Peters called it turns out that Mr. P has to work tonight, so she is giving me the night off." "Great, me and you can do something, its been a long time since I had a Friday night with one of my girls." "Um, actually I thought I'd go to Lydia's to relax for a while, I haven't really seen her in a few weeks since her job started." Coming up with the first excuse not to be home with her mother, that she could. "You know, she has been so busy applying to colleges and working we've kinda fallen out of touch." "Oh, well thats fine, just let me know when and where you'll be please, you know I worry." "Oh I know you do." She rolled her eyes without thinking. "This how we're going to start off today?" She gave her daughter a baleful look. "We've been doing really well lately Rachel, I'd hate to get back into trading words with you again." "Sorry mom, its just I could've used the money from watching Carol, and its got my nerves bunched." She replied, knowing full well it wasn't the money that had her worked up. "But you're right, I love you." "Love you too, let me know what you decide to do." And she abruptly closed the door as she finished her sentence. She threw her head backwards and onto her pillow and huffed. "Ugh, what am I gonna do. I've got to get out of this house." Her door cracked again, and she found herself even less pleased the second time her mom's head came into view. "I forgot to mention, a lady called earlier just before you woke up and told me to give you her number. I didn't catch her name, or maybe I did and forgot it, either way, her number is on the fridge next to the phone." "She say what she wanted?" "I didn't ask, but she seemed very sweet, and said she had run into you at the grocery store about a week ago." "I don't remember giving out our number at a store..." And tried to think back to the last time she'd even been out to a grocery store. "Either way, she called, I messaged, mission accomplished." Her mother gave her a little smile and closed the door again. Rachel rolled off her bed and onto her feet. Catching a brief glimpse of herself in the mirror as she did. Rachel stood about 5'5 and was rather slender even for a girl of 18 (almost 19, she often reminded herself.) Her light brown hair reached the middle of her back, and she often let it do just that. Even a pony tail was a pain not worth dealing with now that she wasn't getting dressed for school daily. Her breasts, not large, but in fact, she was rather pleased at their size. Any larger and they wouldn't look proportional, and any smaller and she would feel like less of a girl. She stopped and walked closer to the mirror to get a look at her face, which she had never been satisfied with. Her eyes, which were complimented by everyone who passed by her, were a saphire blue with flakes of green at the edges of her iris, stared at her nose and mouth. "I hate my teeth, wish it wasn't weird to be toothless or I'd have done it." She said to herself dramatically. She ran her first two fingers over her front teeth, which were of an average size, but to the owner of those teeth a bane, and closed her mouth to look back at her nose. Small and narrow with a tiny gem set in her left nostril. She had bought the piercing with money she had gotten watching Carol, her mother hated it, but its one of the only things she had bought with the money she was saving, and rather liked it herself. She walked out of her room and passed Brittany's door, it was slightly cracked (probably her mother's doing) and glanced in. Brittany had her headphones in and was fixing her hair in the standing mirror. She had always been jealous of Brittany's hair, it fell in short waves and always seemed to stay where she put it (not like Rachel's that flew around whether the wind was blowing or not.) Brittany wasn't any smaller than her sister despite the three year difference, but Brittany had grown quickly and stopped abruptly about three months ago. Britt caught a glance of her sister in the mirror, and waved with a goofy smile on her face, half wording the words to whatever song she was listening to. Rachel smiled and gave her a nod, then continued on the way back to the kitchen. She cracked open a box of lucky charms, and not bothering to grab anything else proceded to munch by the handful while approching the fridge. She snatched the note out from under the magnet her mother had placed. The half eaten box of cereal she placed on the table, and with her other hand she pulled the phone off the cradle. "Woman writes like a doctor," she mumbled to herself trying to decipher her mothers chicken scratch. "pretty sure thats a nine and not a four." Dialing as she spoke. It rang just long enough for Rachel to think of hanging up when a voice answered. "Hello?" A kid crying in the background, "Give me just a second I'm sorry" "K, not a problem." Wondering who this lady is, and briefly thinking how rude it is to answer the phone and tell whomever it is to wait before even hearing their voice. The crying faded to the background and she heard a door shut as though she had left the room. "Sorry for that, Tyler has been a real handful today. Rachel right?" "Yes mam, and I'm sorry to call and ask, but who is this again?" "Oh! Pardon me, I guess I didn't tell your mom much, not even sure I gave her my name, but this is Janice Needle. I met you outside of the Wal Mart and you helped me with my groceries and carrying Tyler to the car during one of his fits." Remembering all at once, Rachel felt like an idiot, she hadn't been to a store in a while, she and Lydia had been meeting some friends outside Wal Mart five or six days ago and she had seen this lady having quite a time balancing her kid and seven bags of food in two hands and a foot. "Yes, I remember you, how are you doing?" "Been one of those days, but recently it always seems to be. I've got to get back to Tyler real quick, and I know this is incredibly short notice, but I was wondering if you were doing anything tonight?" She seemed out of breath. Rachel held her breath, she remembered mentioning to this lady that she watched kids and gave her number to her without thinking about what watching a child like Tyler could really entail. "Um, actually my plans just canceled a bit ago, what did you need?" 'I really hope I don't regret this' repeated in her mind about five times before the lady interrupted her train of thought. "Well I was thinking of taking some time away from my angel," she said with an air of sarcasm, "and was thinking that maybe you'd like to make some money tonight." "Do you have a time in mind?" "Um, maybe five? I was going to go over to a friend of mine's house and have a few drinks. Thought I might stay the night over there if you were comfortable watching him all night, and a bit in the morning Saturday." An entire night? A whole night all to herself in a house? She almost screamed with delight. "I've got nothing going on all weekend Mrs... I'm sorry what was your last name again?" Come on, don't screw this up forgeting the lady's name, she thought. "Needle, and you can just call me Janice if its easier. And you say you've got nothing to do all weekend?" "I'll call you Mrs. N if thats alright, and yep, I'm free and clear." "Fantasic!" She sounded ready to explode with delight herself. "Let me get you the address to here real quick and I'll see you in an hour or so?" "Sounds awesome Mrs. N" and it did sound quite amazing. Chapter 2. Sweet Release She had been waiting patiently for Tyler to stop crying and go to sleep. He was three years old, way to old to be screaming like he does when put to bed. But his mother says she had been sleeping with him next to her up until a month or two ago, and she never leaves without him except in emergencies, so this was apt to be a bit difficult for Rachel. "I'll be fine, trust me, I've dealt with all kinds." Giving her a wink as she said it. "Thank you again so much," Mrs. Needle said, and you could tell she really meant it. "If you need anything my number is on the fridge. There is everything you'll need for him in his room, I bought an extra pack of diapers so there would be no chance of running out, and there is plenty of food for both of you in the kitchen. "I'm gonna run, thank you thank you thank you!" And with that she gave her a hug and was out the door. That was close to four hours ago, and she was wondering if Tyler was ever going to shut up. As if by some sort of psychic magic, the crying begin to dull, then all together stop. Rachel got up from the living room and creeped back towards Tyler's room to see if she could hear anything from him. She peered in the crack she left in his door, and caught him fast asleep. "Ugh, finally," she whispered. And opened the door to his room a little more so she could slip in. She walked over to the far wall where she had left the pack of diapers and pulled several out of the pack and tucked them under her arm, grabbed his wipes from off the dresser and started back towards the door. She didn't know if they were going to fit her, but he was a big boy, heavy for his age and he was really close to four, so she thought she had a chance. Avoiding the bathroom for the last two hours had been hard, but she wanted the first release she had had in a month to be amazing. By the time she had made it back to the living room, she was sure she wasn't going to make it. She dropped the diapers and wipes from under her arm directly on the floor, and started to undress. Roughly throwing her pants onto the couch, she struggled with her pink panties (plain, but with a little bow on the front, one of her favorite pair just cause they were so close to a little girls.) finally dropping them to her ankles. Her bare sex freshly shaven (she spent extra time at home making sure that everything was very smooth.) she ran her hand over it before dropping to her back on the floor with one of his diapers in her hand (the others she brought, close by just in case his didn't fit.) She opened his diaper up and smelled it before lining it up with her narrow waist and under her petite bottom. She just fastened the tapes up when she felt it spill from her like a glass of water off a table. The warm puddle forming under her was almost too much to bare, and she began to shudder with excitment and pleasure. Her hand dropped to in between her legs and began rubbing before she even knew what she was doing. She pulled herself into a sitting position with her back against a stranger's couch, and ran her fingers deep into the plush of the toddler's diaper. Feeling the warmth through her freshly wet diaper sent her into another spiral of excitment, and she began to rub more intensly. By the time she finished wetting, her right hand had found its way inside the top of diaper and to her soft mound. She budded her clit with the tip of her middle finger while her index worked its way back in and out of her vagina. She came much quicker than she had intended, but always did whenever she had a moment as grand as this. She stopped herself from pushing it any further, knowing that she would want to do this several times more tonight, and didn't want to wear herself out at the very first wetting. She didn't move at all for several minutes except to apply pressure to the front of her diaper with her palm. Causing a small moan to escape her lips and her entire body to shift forward out of her control. When the shudder began to subside, Rachel looked down. She wasn't surprised to see she had leaked a little, and could see the warm lines of pee, that had begun to feel cooler on her legs, running from the sides and inside of the diaper, off her legs, and onto the floor. She lifted her butt to survey the damage to the carpet. "A couple of drops, nothing to worry about at all." She said a bit relieved (in more ways than one.) If she hadn't been leaking she would have stayed in that diaper for as long as she could before having to go again, but as it was she figured she had better get herself changed and into something dry. She loved changing her diaper almost as much as wetting one. She laid back down on her back, carefully skirting her hair away from the few drops that had been in the carpet, and pulled her knees up. She sat for just a moment longer enjoying the feeling of warm wet pee on her mound before realizing if she stayed that way any longer she would probably relapse into another state of excitement. And proceded to unfasten the tapes on the sides, first the right, then the left. The pee didn't have time to smell, but it certainly changed the color of the fluff in the center of the child's diaper. The urine stained the leak guards a light yellow, but everything in the middle was practically a neon. The warmth around her crotch quickly cooled as the air hit her naked sex, the chill that was sent down her spine reminded her of jumping into a pool. She gently opened the container of wipes and regarded her legs and crotch with a gentleness of someone who had done this many times before (even though this was probably only her ninth or tenth time she'd ever had a chance.) When she was done cleaning the urine from her soft mound, she wiped her bottom a bit, and threw the used wipe in between her legs and onto the diaper. She pulled the used butt pillow (a way she liked to think about it) away from her, and rolled it up, making sure to tape the sides so that the wet would stay on the inside. She had made the mistake of closing it wrong the first time and when she had packed up and put the diaper in her book bag, her books had squeezed pee into her homework. Of course, this time she was babysitting an actual baby, and could just throw away the diaper in the diaper genie, his mother would never know the difference between hers and his. "Dis is dunna be great!" She said in a baby voice she liked to talk to herself in, and unfolded another diaper. "Me neva dit to do dis twice." She lifted her bottom back into the air and placed the diaper underneathe. "Aw, doodies! I dunnot have no poof!" Refering to baby powder. She jumped up off the floor, leaving the diaper where it was, and ran off to Tyler's room, naked except for her shirt. She checked the crack to make sure he was still sleeping (as if seeing her naked would give away everything) and slipped in to grab the powder from the dresser. He stirred a bit and she flinched, and then relaxed, realizing there wasn't anything that would happen if he woke short of having to put him back down. (Though it would definitely keep her from her fun, for a bit.) She walked over to his bed, and pulled his sheets up over his shoulder, assuming he might be cold, and caught a whiff of what he had left for her to deal with in the morning. "Pe-ew, dat a 'tinky baby." She whispered. Leaving his room, and making sure to keep the door cracked a bit, she gladly held up his baby powder. "Poof! Poof!" Squeezing the powder a little and watching the white mist float and disappear, proclaiming in the meantime "Poof!" She made it back to the living room and dropped to her hands and knees crawling to where she had left the diaper, and climbed on top of it. She took a little powder in one hand and rubbed it gently all over her crotch, making sure to get her butt and vagina very well. With that done, she closed the diaper and fastened the tapes. She plopped up on the couch wondering what to do next, and flipped the television on, and turned the volume down. Tyler had Veggie Tales blasting when last the tv was on, so it startled her at first. Usually she only had enough time in a babysitting night to wear and wet a diaper once, but tonight she kept thinking of all the time she had. "What am I going to do? I always dream of being able to wear one for a while, but now that I get to, I'm lost. Blah." Tired of sitting and thinking of what she would do, she decided at least she could get something to drink and fill herself for another release. Remembering Tyler had a sippy cup in his room she ran down the hall to get it for herself. She slipped in his room and grabbed it up, catching another brief smell of his dirty diaper. "I wonder if I should wake him and change that, I'd hate for him to sleep in that all night." She spoke to herself. Decided against it, and ran back towards the kitchen. Opening the cabinets to find a clean lid (Tyler had eaten chicken nuggets that night and she could clearly see the crumbs he left on the lid) she spotted a large bib next to his cups. "I could use that, but I'd have to wash it, not really worth my time." So she snagged a spare sippy lid and shut the door without another thought. She filled up her sippy with apple juice, and brought the rest of the bottle with her into the living room, cause she knew one glass wasn't going to get her even close to wet the way she liked it. Shrinking back into the corner of the couch, she watched some television. Three sippy cups full of apple juice and an hour later, she felt a need to go again. She didn't want to go immediately just in case it was only a little bit, what she really wanted was that exploding orgasm like she had the first time. She knew it wouldn't be as amazing, cause it had been a month before that time, but she didn't want to sell the second one short just cause it had been a little while ago. She decided to peek in at Tyler and make sure he was okay, and thought that maybe walking around the house for a second would make her have to go a little more. She pushed the crack in his door open a little wider and the smell hit her immediately. "He must've blown out that diaper, ugh! Its gonna be every where." She walked over to him, and the mound of poop had begun to force its way out of his diaper, but he hadn't made a mess of anything other than himself. She laid out a changing pad on the floor, and careful not to wake him too much, lifted him out of bed. Tyler squalled a bit, and then slipped back into a semi sleep when she laid him down on the pad. "I wonder what that feels like..." and pushed the front of his diaper in a bit to feel the resistance. "Ew, I don't think I'd like it very much." But in the back of her mind, she thought 'but I like the way a diaper feels, and the first time I thought about that it was gross too.' Pulling the tapes as quietly as she could, she gently opened his diaper. The smell by this time had calmed down a bit and she was getting used to it. "Ugh, its all over everything, there is no way I'm gonna get you clean without waking you up all the way." and she went to work. Cleaning him up was for the most part uneventful. Lifting his butt into the air was what she was most worried about, but it was the cold wipes that almost woke him up. When he was all clean she padded his butt with another pillow, and laid him back down. Her need to pee had grown and grown in the mean time, but while wearing a diaper in front of him hadn't seemed weird at all, wetting one felt funny to her. As soon as she cracked the door and headed down the hallway she got amped up. She dropped to the floor in front of the tv and threw her hair out of her face. She looked down at the diaper, this time she wanted to watch it change color from start to finish. The warm flow began much slower this time, and her hand was already in place to feel the pee hit the front of the diaper. Beads of sweat already started on her forehead and the back of her neck in anticipation for the coming storm. Her back arched as she applied pressure to the front of her diaper, the warmth spreading quickly from the front of her flowing vagina down to the crack of her butt. Without waiting until she was done, she thrust her hand into the front of the already yellow diaper. She felt the urine in between her fingers and found her love button already tingling. She had barely begun to slip her fingers in and out of herself again before she burst into another series moans. Her clit was on fire with passion and even the smallest touch forced her entire body forward, arching into her hand, thrusting back and forth. She had stopped wetting, and was fully involved in pleasing herself now. Her butt sliding to and fro, forcing every bit of urine into all the parts of the diaper. She could feel herself reaching her climax, and though she wanted this to last, she couldn't stop herself from moving her fingers. Searching and moving faster and faster within her own body, the sweat building on her, heating the room as her temperature rised. When she came she had to cover her face with a cushion from the couch to keep from screaming out. Afraid of waking Tyler, or even having a neighbor hear her passion. She fell back onto the couch, shaking and vibrating, the tendrils of heat falling back from her as the cool air had begun to affect her again. Still her hand never left her over soaked mound. Gently pressing on her clitoris, fingers still slipping in and out of herself keeping a taste of what she had just done. Still she moaned lightly, feeling the pressure and heat begin to build again. Faster and harder, softer and slower, trying once more to find the chemistry that would make her vagina come to a head. Her hair dampening as the sweat began to roll down her body again, she felt herself arching again, her instincts taking over. Back and forth again she rocked, in and out of herself, feeling every inch of her loveliness in her own hands. She cried out once more, having been gripping the couch's pillow in her left hand still, she threw it in front of her face, and had to bite down this time to keep in all in. Another warm flow spilled from her sex, this time there was much less, and sticky. She grabbed the wipes and checked the sides of the diaper to make sure she hadn't made a mess and leaked on the carpet again. "No leaks this time, guess it wasn't as much." She said in between gasps. She laid on her back, her knees in the air once more, and unfastened the tapes holding the soggy diaper to her small hips. When she pulled the front of the moist wrap away from her mound, the cold hit her quickly. Still a little tingly, she gently cleaned her region with the baby wipes making sure to get the warm urine and sticky cum off of herself. She lifted her butt, and ran her fingers through her crack, and wiped both lobes of her rump. Once more she threw the dirty cloth in between her legs and onto the child's diaper, pulling it away from her crotch. She rolled it up, making sure again to tape the edges so the moist diaper didn't leak. Laying naked on the floor, she looked up at the clock to see what time it was. "One in the morning! Man I wish this night would never end, and now its already over." Thinking to herself that she could probably wet one more time. "Alright, I'll call it a night at four, that should give me enough time for one more good soak." She grabbed one of her diapers this time, they weren't as tight on her as Tyler's toddler diapers, and they were really pull ups, but she liked the velcro sides, and the pink princesses on the front didn't hurt her feelings for them either. "I'll have to remember to take this one with me, she'll definitly wonder why there is a pull up in her diaper genie." She put both her feet in the holes and pulled them up onto her hips. She liked the loose feel a little, but was worried with how much she had been peeing tonight that she might leak a little. "If it feels like alot, I'll just put another one on over this, or sit on a towel or something." Her stomach growled a bit, and she felt it cramp her bowels. It had been at seven or so that her and Tyler ate, and he had already pooped in his diaper. While normally she wouldn't have a need to poop, she would also have already been asleep at home. She thought briefly about whether or not she wanted to try to poop in her diaper, and the thought passed through her like water. "No way, that smell is too much. Besides, I don't think its worth the clean up it would take. Peeing is much easier." She got up to go to the bathroom, feeling the need to poop come to rest much closer to her anus now. Chapter 3. Unexpected Surprise On her way down the hallway, she took a look inside Tyler's room. His thumb deep in his mouth, and his eyes were tightly shut. She could see his body rising and falling with his breath, and so she went back to the hall. She walked toward the bathroom, and flicked the light on. She sat down on the toliet with her pull up still around her waist. "I could try it, its not like I can't just jump in the shower if its awful." She coaxed herself. "It might be better than peeing ever dreamed of being, and when I pushed the front of his diaper, I loved that feeling of resistance." She climbed into the bath tub and squated down on her feet. The need to poop had relaxed a little bit, and she was worried she wasn't going to get the chance to do this at all. But when she strained a little and started to push, it started to come. She began to slow down so if she didn't like it she could stop, but before she had a chance, it all let out of her. The warm load made its way into the back of her pull up, not slowing at all when it hit the resistance of the wall of fluff. It worked its way through her crack and towards her sex. Meanwhile she had begun to wet a bit, when the warm urine met with the hot mess in the middle of her pull up, she didn't know what to think. She stopped pooping as quickly as she started, unsure of what to think or feel, sitting crouched in a bathtub. She didn't smell anything yet, and was trying to move her butt left to right to see how the poop felt in her diaper. She liked it. It was a little bit greasy, and reminded her of sitting in a mud puddle as a child. She relaxed, and let the rest of the load work its way out of her. She grunted a little, and a small fart escaped her. This last part made her giggle, and when she started to laugh, the pee came again. She strained to get the last of it out, and could feel the mess work its way all the way up to her moist vagina. Her hand went straight to her crotch again, and started to press. She grabbed the back of her pull up with her left hand and felt the bulge pressing hard against her anus. She was rocking back and forth again, before she realized it. She pressed with both hands on her pull up, in the front and back, and felt the warmth spread to fill every inch of the pull up. The princess image in the front began to leak from the sides, she felt it, but didn't care at all. Her body moved on its own will as her excitment began to paramount. She tried to adjust the way she was crouching, and her foot slipped in the urine that had fallen to the tub. Before she could get a good grip, she had landed on her butt. Hot pee flew from the front of the diaper, and she could feel the warm mess press deeply into her anus and vagina. A large amount, she could feel, had escaped from the top and sides of the diaper. Normally she would have freaked out, but the thought of getting messy never seemed so appealing. Her right hand, having never let go of the front of her pull up, sped up its rubbing. Squishing, and pressing the warm goo deep into herself. She saw the side of the tub, and thrust her leg over the side, straddling it with both hands in front of her. She rocked back and forth, rubbing her entire mound deep into the wall. The beads of sweat and heat already working their way down her neck and back. Her hands were a mess of poop and urine as she looked down, and a smile creeped up on her face. She rammed her right hand into the front of her diaper, rubbing every inch of her sex with her fingers. After the second time she had come tonight, she knew she was done for the night. But she was very wrong. Once more she came quicker than she ever had before. She didn't have time to stiffle the scream that ran from her lips, and by the time she had caught up with it, the moans were just as loud. She pulled her hand from within her diaper, and grabbed the front again, rubbing as she pulsed her body into the side of the tub some more. Again she came, screaming, this time not caring at all. Her body trembled, and fell sideways into the mess she had made in the tub. She ripped her shirt off over her head, and grabbed her breasts with her left hand, pinching and squeezing her nipples. She rubbed fanatically for what seemed like a lifetime before she began to slow at all. Cuming and cuming over and over, better than any orgasm she had ever had before. Her body a wet mess in a stranger's tub, shaking and moaning, wishing she had the potential for more and more. She tried to relax her body and hands, and found herself unable to stop her body from moving forward in its natural rhythm. Her breathing slowed, and her body finally relaxed as she laid back in the tub. Looking around her, she could see the mess that she had made. Messy finger prints, and rub marks from her filthy pull up marked the tub in what appeared to be a random order, but she could mark every moment, and every move that she had made. The smell didn't bother her in the least though it was potent. She was exhausted from the entire day, but the end of it was what set her into the lulled and apathetic mode she was in now. "Me dun no wanna move." She said falling back into the baby talk. "Dis da bes' day eva." She sat for a while looking around and feeling her messy pull up over and over again fighting the urge to have another go around with herself. Finally she leaned forward, and began the clean up. She grabbed the velcro tabs on the side of the pull up and ripped them free, opening the front of the diaper, and exposing her woman hood. The heat from her self inflicted passion had warmed the room, leaving no worry about a cold blast of air. Her eyes swam over her vagina and legs, investigating the mess and seeing what damage she had inflicted to the diaper itself. She rolled the brown and yellow rag into a ball, and wadded up some toliet paper to place it on the ground. She looked over the side of the tub, and saw that her moment of glory had expanded beyond the reach of the shower by about a foot, and thought, "this is gonna be a fun clean up, maybe next time I should slow down." She threw her shirt out of the bath tub, and turned the shower on. Startled by the cold at first, then gradually it warmed. She took special care of her vagina, as she had been told that leaving it messy with anything (much less feces) could cause an infection. And washed everything off of her, making sure she washed her hair twice, just in case she missed something. The last thing she wanted was poop in her hair. The tub was easy enough to clean with the shower head, "Thank god she has a hand held, or this would've been a pain in the butt to clean up." Most of what had fallen out of the diaper was wet mush, so it washed down the drain with ease. After the tub was clean she set to work on the area around, from the tub it looked like it was going to be a real issue, but a few paper towels, and a baby wipe or two later, it looked like it did before her fantasy. "Finally, its got to be close to dawn by now." She stepped out into the hallway, heading back towards the living room, grabbed her panties and slipped them on, and snagged up her back pack. She ran into the kitchen and grabbed up a few plastic bags, and made her way back to the bath. She put the filthy pull up in the bag, and took a long look at her shirt. The tail of it was covered with poop from falling on her butt in the tub. "Oh well, its not gonna wash out." And she put it in the bag too. She tied it off well, and stuffed the bag into two more bags, so you couldn't see inside, and so the smell didn't waft out at all. She grabbed another shirt from her back pack and put it on, and put her pants from the living room back on. When she had all the evidence cleaned up from her little adventure she took the bag with her messy shirt and butt pillow to the garbage outside, and stuffed it at the very bottom of the fullest can. "Still not light outside, might get a decent sleep after all." She walked back in and looked at the clock, and saw it was only three. "Thank you very much," she said with a smile on her face. She laid out on the couch, and fell into a deep sleep without a single thought. Chapter 4. There is Always a Butt Tyler's cookie crumbs bounced off her face, tickling her cheeks and nose. She brushed them off, and with a yawn, awoke to a new day. Looking down at him from her spot on the couch, "Good morning pookie, how was your night?" "Good, Danks!" He responded, dropping cookies from both his hands and his mouth. "Glad to hear it, you 'sposed to have cookies for breakfast?" "Dis is lunch!" "Well what did you have for breakfast?" "Tookies" "Ha, well I guess I can't blame you, I'd eat them for both too if I had them available." Tyler handed what was left of the crumbling cookies to her, "Here!" "Thanks, so much, I don't know what I would do without you looking out for my health." She said as she rolled her eyes. After her eyes made a full rotation, she glanced at the clock on the wall. "Only eight huh? Not much for sleeping eh Tyler?" "Nope! I got toys." "Well least you're in high spirits," She grabbed him up and checked his diaper, fully soaked, "and a wet diaper. Lets get you changed and cleaned up. I don't know when your mom is gonna be here, and I'd like you to look like I've been taking care of at least the outside of you, if I can't give you something good to eat." Tyler in her arms, she carried him to his bedroom and laid him out on the changing pad she had left there the night before. A new diaper in her hand she pulled the tabs on his old one and lifted his butt up. Cleaned him down with a wipe, and laid him back on a new one. "There, feel a little better?" "Yep!" "Awesome," she heard her cell phone ringing from her back pack, and went to get it, leaving Tyler on the pad to do as he pleased. She glanced at the name and saw it was Mrs. Needle. "Hey Mrs. N, how was your night?" "Too good, I suspect, don't want to leave. Haha. How is Tyler doing?" "Fantastic, didn't have a single problem, short of crying himself to sleep. But even that he handled pretty well." She said laughing a bit herself. "Glad to hear it, I'll be home in about an hour if thats not a problem?" "Not at all, everything is clean and ready for you when you get here." "Thanks so much again Rachel, see you soon. Bye." "Bye." Rachel closed the phone, and went back to the room with Tyler, who had gotten busy digging through his toy chest picking out all the action figures he could find. "Your mommy is on her way buddy, you want to grab a bath before she gets here?" "No bath. Wanna play?" Laughing she said, "Um, no, but nice subject change. Wasn't really a question Tyler, lets get you clean." And she grabbed him up from behind. They walked down the hall to the bathroom. She laid a towel on the toliet and pulled off his diaper, throwing it in the bin below the sink. She turned on the water, remembering this time how cold it would be to start, and plugged the drain. "You like bubbles?" "Yes Yes! Can I have spidersmans?" Smiling she said, "Yes, but be quick or all the bubbles will pop before you and him get back." And he ran back to his room. She sat next to the tub thinking back to last night, and how amazing this little room had been to her. "I really hope she asks me to do something like this again, I can't believe how amazing it was. No way I'd ever be able to get away with something like that at my house. I wouldn't even get the diaper on good before my mom busted in to see if I was doing something I shouldn't be. Haha, which I guess she'd be right about." Tyler came back holding Spiderman in both hands in front of him like he was flying. "Alright buddy, hop in, you and the spider." Tyler threw Spiderman in the tub, and Rachel lifted him in right behind him. Soon as he touched the water he dunked his head underneathe to find the web slinger so he wouldn't be alone above the water. Rachel got him cleaned up, unfortuntely the 'no tears' shampoo was out, so she had to make do with some Herbal Essences, which of course, caused some tears. After he was squeeky, she dried him off and made back for Tyler's bed room. On the way, she heard the front door open. "And thats your mommy, right in time. We're back here Mrs. N!" She yelled down the hall. Rachel laid him back down on the pad and threw a fresh diaper on him, and a shirt from his dresser, and went to go see Janice. "There's my sweet boy!" Janice said lifting him out of Rachel's arms. "Wow, i've never seen him so happy after a babysitter before." "Like I said, I've seen all kinds. He really was no trouble at all, I kind of enjoyed the entire night." Rachel said smiling, thinking of way more than just watching Tyler all night. "Well I can't thank you enough for everything you did, and on such short notice, the house looks as good as when I left it, and Tyler seems happier." Janice said with a smile on her face. "But I wanted to ask, do you think you could come back later tonight? Only if you're free I mean, I don't want to wreck any plans you might have." "Oh no mam, you wouldn't be wrecking anything. As a matter of fact, it sure would beat anything that I would have planned anyway." The smile on her face surely showed how happy she was about the idea.

Wonderwoman Back to Diapers Chapter 1 Wonderwoman walked to the transporter on the Justice League Satellite. Supergirl had been kidnapped by a villain known as "The Nurse". It was Wonderwoman's job to rescue her and put The Nurse behind bars. Wonderwoman closed her eyes and instantly appeared outside a small building, where they suspected was The Nurse's lair. She walked inside and took a look around. She noticed rooms on each side of a long hallway. Wonderwoman looked inside the rooms and noticed people in them who appeared to be sleeping. The rooms looked like hospital rooms, but there were cute little duckies and birds painted on the walls that made her think the rooms were for newborns. She didn't see Supergirl in any of the rooms. Wonderwoman went to the end of the hallway and took the stairs up to the next level, which was largely the same as the first. Wonderwoman searched around further and discovered a secret passage underground. She went down the steps and walked into a large room with multiple cribs in it. Standing over one of them was The Nurse. The Nurse turned and saw Wonderwoman almost immediately. "Ah, there you are Wonderwoman." The Nurse said, smiling. "What have you done with Supergirl?" Wonderwoman yelled, getting straight to business. "Come and look!" The Nurse said as she gestured to one of the cribs. Wonderwoman ran to the crib and looked down. There Supergirl was, laying in the crib clad in nothing but a visibly dirty diaper and a tight Supergirl shirt. She had her thumb in her mouth and was sleeping soundly. "What have you done to her!?" Wonderwoman said, horrified. "I've simply given her a small dose of my medicine, she doesn't have a care in the world." "But, why would you do this to her? What do you have against the Justice League?" Wonderwoman asked. "I believe that humans are more relaxed when they're innocent and carefree, just like a baby, so I've made a medicine to reduce an adult's mind back to that innocent state, sure it has some drawbacks, like incontinence, but nothing that won't be hard to deal with. As for the Justice League, well I had to make sure it worked on people from other planets such as Supergirl." Wonderwoman thought of what this could mean for the world and decided she must stop the Nurse before it was too late. Wonderwoman took out her lasso and threw it towards the Nurse, but it got caught on one of the beams and wouldn't budge. Wonderwoman desperately tried to yank the rope down, but it was no use. Wonderwoman then let go of the rope and ran towards the Nurse. The Nurse was expecting this and had installed a contraption in the floor that dropped victims into the prison below. Wonderwoman walked over the trapdoor as it opened and fell down into the cell. The Nurse looked down to see an unconscious Wonderwoman lying inside a giant crib cleverly positioned under the trapdoor. Then the Nurse's machines went to work. Giant arms came down from the walls and undressed Wonderwoman, leaving her naked. Then the arms shaved Wonderwoman's pussy and powdered her. An oversized baby diaper was then taped up under Wonderwoman. A pacifier was then placed in her mouth and a small needle injected the Nurse's precious medicine into Wonderwoman's adult body. Inside Wonderwoman's body the medicine was beginning to work. First the bladder muscle was severely weakened until it could no longer control itself. The first outward sign that the medicine was working was the yellow wet spot that formed on Wonderwoman's diaper. The Nurse smiled when she saw it. Then the medicine worked its way into the bowels, making it impossible for Wonderwoman to control them. A brown bulge formed on the back of the diaper to accompany the soggy yellow in the front of it. The medicine wasn't done yet, it traveled up to Wonderwoman's brain and pleasure centers.The medicine made Wonderwoman less nervous and all-around happier with something in her mouth, in this case a pacifier. It also made Wonderwoman's arms and legs hard to control, rendering her strength almost useless. The medicine had been perfectly engineered for superheroines and normal women alike and worked perfectly. In a matter of seconds Wonderwoman's body was brought back to, in terms of control, that of a baby. The Nurse pressed a button and Wonderwoman's crib moved into one of the hospital rooms and the doors were locked shut. Wonderwoman lay there for awhile before gradually regaining consciousness. The first thing Wonderwoman noticed when she woke up was that she was definitely not in her room on the Justice League Satellite. The next thing she noticed was the bars surrounding her bed, or as she would soon realize, crib. Wonderwoman felt sort of groggy and her head hurt. She wrinkled her nose at the smell she just discovered was all around her and moved over. A distinct crinkle told her that something was wrong. Wonderwoman looked down at what she was wearing to find that she wasn't wearing a shirt or bra. She was completely naked from the waist up! And not only that, she didn't feel like she was wearing her typical panties or costume on her lower half either! Wonderwoman reached down to feel what she was wearing, but what she felt wasn't cotton or cloth like she though it was, but something different. She moved her hand along the garment and heard it crinkle. She then realized that she was clad in a baby diaper. Wonderwoman's eyes widened when she realized that not only was she wearing a diaper, she was wearing a wet one. Her cheeks blushed bright red. "I must have…wet myself in my sleep or something…" She said to herself, thoroughly embarrassed that as an adult she couldn't control her bladder. Her nose wrinkled again at the smell of - what was that smell? She realized she also felt a strange squishy mass clinging to the back of her rump, secured in place by the diaper. Then she put the two and two together. She got out from under the covers and looked at the diaper and saw the brown lump in the back. "Gross!" she thought as she realized she had messed herself as well. She moved her hand to the straps on the diaper to take it off, but for some reason her grip wasn't there. She just could not get the diaper off! She tried to plain tear it off but she wasn't strong enough to. She found it strange, and then looked up at the room around her to try and figure out what happened. She didn't remember much, only that she was on a mission and somehow ended up in a diaper that she couldn't take off. She was stuck in an oversized baby room in an oversized baby crib. Wonderwoman was then aware that there was a pacifier in her mouth and that she was sucking on it. She was able to take it out, but as soon as she did she felt upset, like she wanted to cry. Wonderwoman decided it was best just to leave it in her mouth. She lay their for awhile trying to remember when the door opened and a nurse came walking in to the room. Wonderwoman quickly hid herself under the blanket. If anyone saw her like this her career could be over. "Oh, it's ok Wonderwoman, I'm just here to change you! Even big girls need help sometimes." said the nurse, smiling. Wonderwoman looked up and her covers were torn off. The nurse then pressed a button and the bars in the crib came down. The nurse untaped the diaper and threw it away. The nurse reached down and took out a baby wipe. "You're a messy messy girl Wonderwoman!" the nurse said as she wiped her down. Wonderwoman didn't really remember how she got here or why she suddenly couldn't control her bodily functions, but she did know that somehow she got here and until she knew what was going on, she shouldn't do anything she might regret. Plus Wonderwoman wasn't so sure she had the strength to do anything about her situation. She decided to rest up and try to get her strength and memory back. She blushed and allowed the nurse to change her diaper without saying much. She was powdered and a brand new diaper was pulled up under her and taped in. Her mother always said she had trouble getting potty trained… Of course, at the age of thirty you would think she would have learned. "There you go! All set for breakfast in a brand new diaper!" the nurse said, patting Wonderwoman's diaper. "Thanks…" Wonderwoman said softly, she was still sleepy and confused (and a little embarrassed). Wonderwoman's crib then transformed into some kind of high chair. Wonderwoman was surprised by the level of technology this place had, but of course if she was somewhere on the JLA Satellite... She was fed a disgusting pulp and then put in an adult sized playpen. Wonderwoman soon realized something wasn't normal. If she did indeed have a medical condition, that would explain her weakness and inability to control her bodily functions. It could also explain the pulp she ate, as she might not be able to process solid foods. But the one thing that didn't fit was the playpen. Wonderwoman heard her stomach rumble loudly. "Ugh." Wonderwoman muttered as she put her hand on her abdomen. Her stomach wasn't handling the "food" very well… She looked around the playpen and noticed stuffed bears and horses. She reached out for the bear and looked at it. Perhaps they were monitoring devices? Why else would they put the animals in there? As Wonderwoman thought harder she realized it was becoming increasingly more likely she was in an unfriendly place. She could be in big trouble right now. Perhaps she had been given some sort of drug to weaken her and make her a prisoner? If she really was in enemy territory, the Justice League would surely come to her rescue. She had a tracker on her in case something happened. But then Wonderwoman came to another conclusion: In the state I'm in right now, do I really want to be found? She could never live it down if the word got out that Wonderwoman wasn't potty trained… "Blart!" Wonderwoman let out a loud fart into her diaper. She just couldn't hold it in anymore. Before she could think to try and call a nurse to get her to the bathroom, her bowels were pushing out the load. As Wonderwoman blushed bright red, a brown mass burst out of her and into the back of the diaper. She gasped as the back of the diaper was loaded with the remains of her breakfast. She reached down and felt the added bulk to the diaper. She couldn't believe she had messed herself. She was an Amazon! She wasn't a baby! She looked down at the fluffy diaper around her bottom and saw that she had wet herself as well without noticing. As if on cue the nurse came in to change her. "Did someone make a stinky?" The nurse asked, smiling. The nurse pressed a button and giant arms came out from the walls, picking up Wonderwoman and laying her onto a changing table. The nurse took off Wonderwoman's dirty diaper and wiped her down. Then she began powdering Wonderwoman. Wonderwoman was still shocked about what had just happened and didn't have much to say, but she was able to mutter a few words. "W-what happened to me?" Wonderwoman asked, worried. She was, after all, an adult woman and shouldn't be having incontinence issues. "Oh nothing Sweetie!" The nurse replied. "Some Amazons like you are just big babies on the inside. All I had to do was bring that out." The nurse had just finished taping up the diaper when Wonderwoman jumped off the table. Wonderwoman knew something was off, and she just realized what. She was in The Nurse's lair, and most certainly was being given the Nurse's "medicine". Wonderwoman felt a little stronger and was able to stand up and move her arms. The medicine was wearing off no doubt and The Nurse was probably about to give her a second dose. Clad in nothing but a diaper, Wonderwoman made a break for the door. The Nurse pressed the button to lock the door, but Wonderwoman had already opened it. "Damn, I knew I should have given her another dose earlier." The Nurse muttered, running after Wonderwoman. Wonderwoman ran as fast as she could, and picked up her costume on the way. She hurried down the steps and put on her bra. She ran towards the entrance of the building and ducked into the weapons room to retrieve the rest of her gear. The Nurse wasn't far behind, but she knew she wasn't fast enough to catch up to the incontinent superherione. Wonderwoman got on her suit and dived out through the door. She still didn't have the energy to fly, but she could run. Wonderwoman ran towards the city and ducked into a nearby restaurant. It was only then that she realized she didn't take off her diaper. Wonderwoman went into the restroom and reached down to take the diaper off. It was wet. "What?!" Wonderwoman exclaimed when she realized she was still incontinent. She began to think that maybe the medicine, having fully worn off by now, left her permanently incontinent... Wonderwoman decided to leave the diaper on. She looked in the mirror and immediately noticed the bulk it added to her crotch area and around her butt. It was obvious she was wearing a diaper. She decided that it wouldn't matter. All she had to do was teleport back to the JLA Satellite and make some sort of medicine to combat the incontinence. "Computer, teleport me back to the satellite." Wonderwoman said and she was immediately placed back on the JLA Satellite. Wonderwoman then began hurrying to the lab to find a cure for her incontinence. She got into the lab to be analyzed and the doctors there examined her. They took a blood sample and looked at what Wonderwoman had been given. "It seems to be some sort of muscle debilitating parasite. It targets the bladder and bowels specifically." The doctor explained. "It should wear off in about… six months or so." "Six months!?!" Wonderwoman exclaimed. "I can't wear diapers for six months!" "I'm afraid there isn't anything we can do." said the doctor sympathetically. "Feel free to come in here for changes if you like." "I can change myself thank you." Wonderwoman said, frustrated and annoyed. She stormed out of the lab and got into her room before anyone could see her. So she was back in diapers for six whole months. How was she going to fight crime when she couldn't even use the potty? And Supergirl was still in The Nurse's lair… What was Wonderwoman going to do? Chapter 2 On the Justice League Satellite Wonderwoman is sitting in her room wearing a rather bulky diaper. Wonderwoman wasn't sure what to do about this change of pace. She needed diapers for the next six months until the formula the Nurse had given her wore off, but she had no idea how to go about fighting crime in this bulky "protective undergarment", as the lab people called it. As she sat there thinking she noticed one of her older costumes hanging up in her room. Suddenly a solution came to her: A simple costume change would do! If she changed her costume that she was wearing a skirt, then perhaps she would be able to hide the diaper she was wearing underneath. Wonderwoman got to work converting her costume. When she finished she slipped it on and checked the mirror. The diaper was barely noticeable, only someone looking for it would notice. She began thinking of what to do about the Nurse. She paced back and forth inside the room. She wasn't used to the thickness of the diaper. She vaguely remembered wearing diapers when she was first created, but it was a distant feeling she had, for the most part, forgotten. As she looked in the mirror she noticed that the diaper was so thick it made her waddle a little bit when she walked. She silently hoped no one would notice. After much thought Wonderwoman decided that she should talk to Jon, or Martian Manhunter, about the Nurse. She silently crept out of her room and headed towards the center of the satellite where Jon was. As Wonderwoman approached Martian Manhunter sensed her. "I notice your mission to bring back Supergirl has yet to be completed." "Jon, you know I don't give up easily. Originally I was counting on breaking her out and, together, taking down the Nurse." "What happened?" "I've underestimated the Nurse. She has the capability of sapping powers. I barely made it out myself." "Perhaps if you had help you could accomplish your mission?" "Possibly…" "I will send Superman with you. He has just finished his last mission. We need you to go get Supergirl out. We need her back here before we make any other decisions." "What should we do about the Nurse?" "If you can capture her, then do so. But the number one priority is Supergirl. Get onto the transport beam and I'll send you down to where Superman is waiting." "Bye Jon." "Farewell Diana." As Wonderwoman left Martian Manhunter thought he heard a small crinkling sound, but dismissed it, thinking it absurd. He watched Wonderwoman beam down and wished her luck. She was going to need every bit of it… Wonderwoman arrived near the Nurse's lair in an instant. As she looked around she noticed Superman standing outside of a small shop. They were in a small city late at night and very few people were awake. Superman was looking around for a hospital that might contain the Nurse, having no luck. "Clark, it's over here." Wonderwoman told him, gesturing towards a deceptively small unmarked building. "This building looks almost the same as all the others. Are you sure this is it Diana?" Superman said, doubtful. "I've been there Clark, I think I would know where it is." Wonderwoman retorted. They walked over to it. Superman opened the door and glanced inside. It was dark and there was no movement. "That's odd, these walls contain lead. The Nurse was expecting us…" Superman said, disturbed. They silently walked down the hallway and down the stairs. Wonderwoman and Superman proceeded to search the rooms, all seeming to be vacant. Wonderwoman thought she heard a noise coming from a room at the end of the hallway. She quickly walked/waddled over while Superman was searching another room. "Great Hera! Clark come in here!" Wonderwoman yelled, shocked. Supergirl was bound to a crib with Wonderwoman's golden lasso. She was struggling with the magical rope when Wonderwoman entered the room. Supergirl was clad in only a diaper, with a pacifier in her mouth. Supergirl tried covering herself up to no avail. "What! What happened?" Superman said, running across the hall. "It's Supergirl, she's here!" Wonderwoman replied, pulling out the pacifier and covering Supergirl with a blanket. Superman walked into the room. "Kara! Thank goodness you're okay! I was worried about you." Superman said, seeing Supergirl. "You two took your time getting here. Supergirl said, annoyed. "Wonderwoman, can you help me with this stupid lasso of yours?" Wonderwoman began untangling Supergirl and Superman persisted with his questions. "So now that we have Kara, where is the Nurse?" Superman asked. "The Nurse knew you both were coming back to get me and left." Supergirl replied. "Do you know where she went? Did she mention any plans to you at all?" Clark asked, hopeful. "No, not to me at least, although perhaps something was mentioned to Diana." Supergirl replied, gesturing to Wonderwoman. "Yes, the Nurse said she had developed some sort of special formula that well," Wonderwoman struggled for words, '"debilitates" people."' "What exactly does it do?" Clark asked, a little confused. Supergirl had a good guess that Wonderwoman had also been given the "treatment", but Superman was most likely unaware of the situation. Supergirl was still covered by the blanket and quite thankful that Wonderwoman found her before Superman did, sparing her further embarrassment. She was untangled and let out of the oversized crib. Her clothes were found in the room's closet, and Supergirl went inside the bathroom to change, leaving Wonderwoman and Superman to talk. "The Nurse's formula reduces adult's minds to a more infantile state. It weakens the muscles and debilitates its victims, even super-humans." Wonderwoman said, answering Superman's earlier question. "So if the Nurse used it on the general population the people wouldn't be able to survive…" Superman reasoned. "Not exactly Clark, the formula is strange. The formula debilitates yes, but only for a short while. It must be administered again and again to maintain that effect, so it's more of a temporary thing." Wonderwoman explained. "So the Nurse would have to find a way to suppress people enough to be able to reapply the formula." "Yes, but that's not all. The formula has some long term effects as well." "How long term are we talking?" "I'm not sure. Six months at least, maybe longer." "So what is it?" "Well, some muscle groups don't really hold up as well against this formula as others do." Wonderwoman guessed, "For example, some of the more nether regions…" "What do you mean Diana?" "I mean, more specifically, the bladder and bowels…" "So every citizen who is given a dose of this formula becomes… incontinent?" "Yes, it would appear so." Supergirl came out of the bathroom at that moment as if on cue. Wonderwoman and Superman glanced over and Superman gave her a weird look. Supergirl was wearing her normal costume with the skirt cleverly concealing the diaper underneath. It was apparent by the odd look on Superman's face that he now knew what Supergirl was wearing. Fortunately, Superman had yet to notice Wonderwoman's new choice of undergarment, and Wonderwoman wanted to keep it that way. Supergirl was given no such privacy. Superman turned back to Wonderwoman. "How very strange. Why would the Nurse want this? What's her motivation?" Superman asked. "From what she told me. the Nurse believes that humanity is better off in a more innocent, infantile, state." Wonderwoman answered, "She'll do anything it takes to get that. If she can weaken the population through this formula… may the gods help us." "Then we need to find her and stop her before it's too late. Search the rest of the building, see if we can find any evidence of where she's gone." Superman said, motivation in his eyes. They split up and Wonderwoman searched throughout a lower floor, finding only empty rooms. Soon she reached the last room on the floor and, ready to give up and reunite with the others, she almost missed a clue. In the room, there was a small note on the wall. "Clark! Kara! Come down here! I think I found something!" Wonderwoman yelled. Superman and Supergirl hurried down to meet Wonderwoman. Wonderwoman held the note up for them to read: Hello Justice League members! I have very good news for you all! Soon you, and the rest of Metropolis, will be in utter bliss. A state of pure innocence and happiness that will leave you more joyful and carefree then you could possibly imagine. It will be a sweet way to end your adult lives and start a new, better life. A couple of you have already gotten a taste of this bliss I speak of and, if you're smart, you won't try to stop me. Best Wishes, The Nurse Chapter 3 Martian Manhunter was at his post, watchful as ever, when he received a message from Wonderwoman. She mentioned that there was a note left by the Nurse in the building and that they had rescued Supergirl. Martian Manhunter thought about this for awhile. He knew that there was no way for the Nurse to evacuate so many people in such a limited amount of time without leaving evidence. But how was the team going to find such evidence? What they needed was a detective, and he was more than willing to provide them with the best he could offer… Wonderwoman looked at the note a little longer before sealing it in a plastic container. It was evidence, it had to be kept safe. Her earpiece was picking up a call from Martian Manhunter: "Diana, I am unconvinced that the building is all that it appears to be. Something more must be there to use to find the Nurse." "Look Jon, We've done everything we can. Clark can't see anything rather unusual about the rooms. It appears that the rooms are simply oversized nurseries. We need someone down here that actually knows what to look for." "I understand. I have sent down Bruce for a more thorough investigation. He should be there within the next three minutes." "Has he been briefed?" "Yes. Inform me of any information you receive. Good luck." "Thanks Jon." Wonderwoman headed towards the front of the building to meet up with Batman. As Wonderwoman was walking she reached down and felt the front of her diaper. Sure enough, it was soaked. She took a quick duck into the bathroom to change. Taking off her skirt she untaped the yellowed diaper and threw it away. Getting onto the adult changing table, she noticed the necessary changing equipment in cubbies in the wall. Wonderwoman realized that she would, in the future, have to find a way to fit a diaper bag into her costume. She had never changed her own diaper before, and was rather unsure as to how to go about it. Reaching towards the wipes, Wonderwoman wiped her crotch down. Then she took the diaper and laid it down underneath her. Taking baby powder, she powdered herself and then reached down and taped the tapes in place. The diaper fit snugly around her butt and crotch area, exactly her size. Pleased with herself, she put on her skirt and went out to meet Batman. Wonderwoman left the bathroom to find Batman walking into the building. "Hello Bruce." "Where are Clark and Kara?" "Right upstairs, last room on the right." Batman walked ahead of Wonderwoman and went up the stairs and into the room. Upon entering the room he paid almost no attention to Superman and Supergirl, but merely walked to the crib and began looking underneath. "What are you looking for?" Superman asked. "I'm looking for some sort of crevice or break in the floor. In order to evacuate paralyzed victims out of this building within an hour or two, the Nurse would have to have some sort of way of transporting victims while leaving them in their cribs. Judging by the thickness of the ceilings on the lower floors, I believe the victims were transported through a contraption under the floor." Batman answered. Finding no such crevice or break, Batman took out a laser and cut around the crib. "I could just use my laser vis-" Superman was cut off. The laser cut full circle around the crib, caving in the floor. The ground fell away as if it was made of glass. Batman's reflexes were instant. He grappled up onto the ceiling and watched as Wonderwoman and Kara fell in immediately. Superman grabbed onto a door handle next to him, avoiding the fall, before flying down to see what happened afterwards. "You could have warned us that was going to happen!" Kara exclaimed, scrambling out from the rubble. "The floor was weaker than anticipated." Batman replied, smiling. Wonderwoman landed in an awkward position, inadvertently flashing her diaper to anyone watching. Trying to regain composure, she got up and quickly pulled down her skirt. But Superman had seen enough to know that both Wonderwoman and Supergirl were heavily padded, victims of the Nurse's formula. To spare them the embarrassment, Superman said nothing. Batman had no look of shock or disbelief on his face, he simply jumped down from the ceiling and into the hole in the floor. Superman wondered if he had even seen it. The hole gave way to a dark tunnel. "This tunnel goes on for miles." Batman stated after a quick scan. "It looks to have been here for a long time. It should be already in our database." Batman brought up a map of the area using one of his gadgets. The tunnel itself was an old subway track that had long since been abandoned. The track split in two, one headed for the center of Metropolis, and the other to a rural area further away. "It looks like the only way to find which route the Nurse took is to split up and search them both." Superman said, "When we find where the Nurse has gone we can call it a night and head home." Wonderwoman and Supergirl both agreed on this, while Batman simply began walking down the tunnel. "It's about half a mile until the tunnel splits." Batman said, "We can figure out who's going with who when we get there." As they were walking there (though it was more of a waddle for Wonderwoman and Supergirl) Wonderwoman gave Batman the note. Batman scanned it for fingerprints, but found none. "She knows what she's doing. She left no evidence when she wrote this." Batman said. "So you can't identify her?" Wonderwoman asked, disappointed. "No, not yet. But I'm sure by the end of this we'll know who this "Nurse" really is." Batman replied, a hint of motivation in his voice. They arrived at the fork in the tunnel and it was decided that Wonderwoman and Superman would take the tunnel to the rural area, while Supergirl and Batman would head towards the center of Metropolis. Wonderwoman and Superman flew down the tunnel. A couple of minutes later, they reached its end. It opened up into a small rural area, with only one house, barely visible, nearby. "If the Nurse went here, there's a good chance she's staying in that house." Superman pointed out. Wonderwoman flew over to the house with Superman and opened the door. It was an old cottage with a small animal pen on the side of it. The inside of the house looked like it hadn't been used for years. "I'm not sure, but I think I see something." Superman said, using his x-ray vision. "Some kind of contraption in the fireplace." Wonderwoman got on her hands and knees and looked up the fireplace. She reached up and felt for any kind of lever and, finding one, pulled it. A cool wind swept through the empty house. Wonderwoman felt a draft up her back and quickly backed out from the fireplace and stood up. Realizing her diaper was on full display, Wonderwoman's cheeks blushed bright red. She decided to go with a longer skirt next time. "I pulled a lever in the fireplace." Wonderwoman said, "There must be another lever or something near here." Superman pushed in the mantlepiece on the fireplace with a "click". The fireplace turned 90 degrees revealing a staircase leading underground. Wonderwoman walked inside first. "What do you think she has down here?" Wonderwoman asked Superman, but before Superman could answer the fireplace turned back around. Instantly the steps folded up and became a ramp. Wonderwoman fell onto her padded bottom and slid down into a dark room. Landing on her ample chest, a thick wall slammed down behind her, sealing off the way in. "Clark! Help! I can't see anything, I'm stuck in here!" Wonderwoman yelled, but there was no response. Wonderwoman looked around for a light switch. She reached over to a nearby wall and ran her hand along its side. Finding a protrusion in the wall, she pressed it down. The lights went on all around her, illuminating the area. Wonderwoman was trapped in a small empty room. The ground was a soft, mattress-like material, while the walls were a hard metal. The room was empty but for a large screen on the far wall. The screen flickered on revealing a video of the Nurse. "Welcome test subject to my experiment room! Here I test my latest and greatest formulas on unsuspecting subjects like you! Today's test will be a dose of one of my many formulas, Formula 2. Let the experiment commence!" The Nurse's image flickered away and the screen went blank again. The screen was then lifted away revealing a vent concealed behind it. Wonderwoman watched helplessly as a strange gas was released into the room. "Diana are you there?" Superman yelled, "I can't see through these walls." "Clark! I'm inside a room near the far wall. Don't go inside until I say it's safe, I don't know what's going on in here." Wonderwoman replied, nervous. Wonderwoman made a valiant attempt to hold her breath, but she was unable to do it for very long. Wonderwoman gasped, taking in much of the gas at once. "Hera, give me strength." Wonderwoman said, closing her eyes and fearing for the worst. She lay there for what felt like eternity. Wonderwoman waited for what the formula would bring her, but nothing happened. She got up and walked around. She seemed to be just fine. "Come in Clark!" Wonderwoman said, "The gas in here has cleared." Superman broke through the wall and came inside. "Are you okay Diana? What happened?" Superman asked, worried. "It's strange, nothing seemed to hap- " Wonderwoman tried to answer, but she stopped. Suddenly Wonderwoman buckled over and fell down. She clutched her stomach and groaned loudly. "What! What's going on?" Superman said, running over to Wonderwoman. "Nghh!" Wonderwoman replied. Wonderwoman's stomach was churning furiously. Wonderwoman realized the formula must have been some sort of powerful laxative administered through the air, but the realization came too late. Wonderwoman clenched her butt cheeks together, but was unable to stop the massive surge of poop into the seat of her diaper. The diaper bulged outward, making it quite obvious under her skirt, and became discolored. Superman watched with disbelief as his friend and colleague filled her adult diaper. Wonderwoman gasped for air, but her bowels weren't done yet. Another massive movement added to the load in her diaper, but signaled the end of her messy ordeal. "Ugh…" Wonderwoman groaned, exhausted and embarrassed. With all her strength Wonderwoman tried to get up, leaning against the wall. Her legs could barely close with the huge load in her diaper, and she herself was tired. Wonderwoman collapsed down onto the soft floor. "Diana, let me help you." Superman said, his eyes showing sympathy. "You don't have to Clark… I can change myself." Wonderwoman said, shamed and embarrassed. "Tell Batman the Nurse isn't here. Leave me." "Diana, you can't stand, let alone change yourself." Superman replied. "I'll go and get supplies you just stay here, Batman can wait." Wonderwoman lay there, disgusted by the smell of the mess now plastered to her bottom. She lay there wondering how she was going to stop the Nurse when she couldn't even control her body. She felt something she hadn't felt in awhile; A feeling of being powerless, of being unable to help the League like she should. They had to stop the Nurse quick, before anything more embarrassing happened to her (though messing herself in front of a colleague was about as embarrassing as it could get). Wonderwoman was worried she was just weighing her team down. Most of all, she worried about the word getting out, but Superman was someone she trusted, and he wasn't the kind of person that would tell anyone about this incident. She knew it. "I'm back Diana. There was another one of those nurseries downstairs." Superman said, walking into the room with supplies. Superman walked over to Wonderwoman. She lay there and closed her eyes as the diaper was untaped and pulled out from under her. He silently wiped her clean with his soft, gentle hands. She blushed furiously, but still trying not to think about her embarrassing situation. Her mind wandered as Superman powdered her. She hoped Batman and Supergirl had been more successful than she had been. Superman taped up another, thicker diaper around her crotch. "All done." Superman said to her, smiling. "Ready to go home?" "Yes. I most certainly am." Wonderwoman replied, relieved. "Jon, beam us up." Superman said, pressing on his earpiece. Superman picked up Wonderwoman and they both disappeared from the room. They reappeared on the JLA Satellite, with Superman carrying a exhausted and sleeping Wonderwoman back to her room. He laid her down on her bed and shut the door. "What a night." Superman said, walking down the hall to his room. Chapter 4 Wonderwoman slowly opened her eyes. She was back in her room on the Justice League Satellite. As she woke up she noticed that she had her thumb in her mouth. Wonderwoman quickly pulled it out and sat up. The she remembered what had happened. She looked down at her diaper. She could feel that it was drenched. She was going to need thicker diapers… She looked in her closet and found a stack of thick and dry diapers. The lab people must have put them there in the night. But how would she be able to carry them in her suit? "Wonderwoman? You there?" A voice said at the door. "One minute!" Wonderwoman replied, hurriedly pulling a diaper out from the stack. She took off her wet diaper and changed herself quickly. Wonderwoman then waddled to the door. It was Supergirl. "We know where the Nurse is. Superman and I are going to catch her today and we need your help." Supergirl said. "I'll meet you down there." Wonderwoman replied, "I should only be a minute." Wonderwoman went back into her room. She examined the stack of diapers more closely. They looked like they could be easily folded. Wonderwoman folded one of them up and fit it into a small pouch. She slipped the pouch on the belt of her suit. She thought it fit in with her suit rather nicely. She went out the door and to the teleport pad. Meanwhile Superman and Supergirl found themselves at the end of the tunnel from yesterday. "I take it you and Batman found the lair?" Superman inquired. "Yes, at least he thinks he did." Supergirl replied, annoyed. "He saw traces of her fingerprints or something stupid like that." "Wonderwoman and I didn't have such an easy time." Superman said, pushing out the memory. Wonderwoman appeared behind them. "Glad you could join us Diana!" Superman replied, showing no memory of their previous encounter. The tunnel opened up into an alleyway formed by two buildings. "Batman said that the building on the right is where she is now." Supergirl said, pointing to a large skyscraper. "That's one of the tallest buildings in Metropolis!" Superman said, "How could she get there?" "I guess we'll have to find out." Wonderwoman replied, waddling over to the door. The building had a new paint smell and boxes lay on the floor. It looked as if the building was being moved into. They decided to check out the other floors for evidence. There was no evidence of the Nurse, only mysterious boxes on each floor. They stopped at one floor that had a large number of these boxes. "What do you suppose is in the boxes?" Wonderwoman asked, looking at one of them. "If this really is the Nurse's new hiding place, I'm not sure I want to find out." Supergirl replied. "Clark, can you see what's in this box?" Wonderwoman asked. "Hmmm…" Superman stared into the box, "Nothing strange, just a bunch of plastic." "Why would the Nurse have boxes of plastic?" Wonderwoman asked, almost to herself. They continued to search each floor until they finally arrived at the last floor at the top of the building. This floor, unlike the others, contained no boxes. Superman walked into the room cautiously. Nothing seemed odd at first, but when Wonderwoman and Supergirl had walked inside, the ceiling began to change. "Clark! Look up!" Wonderwoman yelled, "Something is coming out of the ceiling!" A platform was slowly decending from the ceiling. The floor underneath them began to change as well. An opening was being created in the floor, right near where Wonderwoman was standing. Wonderwoman fell forward, but Superman quickly grabbed her skirt to pull her back. A ripping sound was heard as Wonderwoman was pulled back to lie on the floor. Her skirt had been partially ripped, falling down to reveal a now sodden diaper underneath. But it appeared as if no one was paying any attention to Wonderwoman, as the Nurse stood on the platform now level with the floor of the room. "Hello Justice League!" The Nurse said, welcoming them with a devious smile. "I'm afraid you are too late to stop me. You see I have already distributed my formula to Metropolis. All the women in Metropolis will soon be reduced to mindless infants, a blissful state few can remember." "You couldn't have possibly distributed your formula to the entire Metropolis yet!" Superman said in disbelief. "Ah, but I have! I was able to get massive doses of the formula Supergirl and Wonderwoman have recently received into the water supply. All I have to do is press this button and the formula will be activated." the Nurse said, gesturing towards a button on the platform she was standing on. "Only women are affected by the formula?" Supergirl asked, curious. "I have specifically used them as a test group, soon the men will meet the same fate." The Nurse replied, sneering. "Soon I will welcome all into this building to serve as a nursery for those gifted with eternal bliss and there's nothing you can do to stop me." The Nurse reached down to press the button, but not before Superman lunged forward at her. Immediately Superman bounced backwards. "It's some sort of shield!" Superman exclaimed. "I always take precautions..." The Nurse replied, pressing the button firmly. Wonderwoman watched as Supergirl collapsed to the floor next to her. Then Wonderwoman felt her body betray her. Her arms and legs flew helplessly about her. She tried to suppress them but she only managed to get her thumb in her mouth. Wonderwoman felt the formula attempting to take over her brain, but she fought back. Wonderwoman struggled and saw that Supergirl had already given up, a wide smile slipping onto her face as she filled her diaper. This only made Wonderwoman fight back harder, forcing the formula out of her brain, using her willpower against it. The Nurse's platform dropped down through the now opening floors below her. The boxes opened, revealing diapers and changing equipment. Some boxes released a foggy substance into the air, allowing the Nurse to get away. But Superman was determined, having recovered he dived down after the Nurse. A hot pursuit ensued, the Nurse reaching the bottom floor with Superman on her tail. She pressed a button in her pocket, revealing a small opening in the floor for which to escape. The Nurse almost made it inside, but Superman tackled her, knocking her away. Superman bound the Nurse's hands and called for a teleport back to the station. "You're not getting away this time. We'll find a cure, you just wait." Superman replied, vanishing with the struggling Nurse. Meanwhile Wonderwoman was having troubles of her own. She struggled with the effects of the formula, but her strength was dying out. She felt her body begin to push a load into her diaper. She felt the gooey mass slip into the seat of her diaper, squishing itself against her bottom. She tried to keep her mind together, gagging at the smell. Wonderwoman felt the diaper become warm, the feeling felt…good. She closed her eyes, ready to give in to the bliss. Superman reappeared beside her, picking her up and transporting her back to the station. He took her to the hospital on the JLA satellite and laid her down. "What do you want us to do for her?" one of the nurses asked. "She needs medicine to help her fight the formula. It might be already too late." Superman replied. "Come this way." The nurse said, "We'll put her in the nursery." "Good, I'll go get Kara." Superman replied, laying Wonderwoman down on a bed. Superman left to go get Supergirl. Wonderwoman felt medicine going into her body. The formula stopped trying to take over her mind. She would remain conscious. She would not slip away like Supergirl did. But as she lay there, sucking her thumb, she realized that if no cure was found, she would remain an infant for the rest of her life. She, unlike the other women, would remain aware of what had happened to her. Wonderwoman smelled her diaper's stench, she felt the mess squish along her butt, the warm feeling fading away. She didn't want everyone to be like this forever. There would be a cure, Wonderwoman knew it.

Hello! I'm southernranger! I've been into diapers as long as I can remember! Used to steal my little brothers and cousins diapers! Later on in life I would buy my own diapers or order samples on line, this of course is when I was in college! Still in college and wear as much as I can! I enjoy running errands in my diapers! I also enjoy wetting them. My favorite things most of all to do is to make a big messy mess in my briefs. It's really relaxing and makes me feel good! Hope to make new friends and everything!

Well with all of the food that we had yesterday, it was quite an adventure. With the mix of foods that I normally don't have, it made for an intresting evening and this morning as well. Three loaded diapers in a span of 24 hours is very unusual for me. I can tell that some of those foods didn't agree with me, good thing I was diapered for the experience. This all happened after company and relatives had left for the evening. But the wife noticed and said she's glad it's not her doing the cleanup, she doesn't mind but was tired from the day and asked me to take care of the mess. No problem.

Hello! My name is Ryan and im new here...and new in general to Diaper play ._. I dont really know what i enjoy specifically, but i really like big messes. and punishments with laxatives Feel free to message me and such, and help me discover everything im missing out on -Ryan

Nine year-old Kyle Andrews laid almost on his stomach on his bed, his elbows propping him up as he played a street-fighter game on his Sony PlayStation 3 that was sitting on top of his set of dresser drawers along with the 20" flat-panel TV. He was Caucasian, with greenish-blue eyes which watched the screen intently from under greasy reddish-blond bangs as he handled the controller like a pro. He wore slightly baggy denim overalls over a light-weight red sweatshirt and tan socks. The Pampers 7 Cruiser disposable diaper he was wearing completely vanished underneath the overalls. His sneakers were on the floor by his bed. His bed had a light space-travel-themed blanket and matching bedding set covering it. The walls were painted a light blue with white trim. The ceiling light, in the middle of the room, was made of three translucent white balls clustered together on a white mounting plate. The late afternoon sun shone through the large picture window overlooking the back yard, there were a few puffy white clouds visible in the sky. Someone was knocking on the bedroom door, and his mother, thirty-four year old Janice stuck her head in with a sigh, "Kyle, don't forget to return that game to the video store," Kyle looked from the TV, to his mother, groaning, "I'm just about to beat my high score!" Janice came into her son's room and stood there with her hands on her hips, frowning down at her son, who had returned to playing his game. Janice wore a pair of turquoise Capri pants, a white blouse and walking shoes. "You told me at lunch you'd take it back, along with that movie. Nor am I interested in seeing you ring up rental late fees again!" Kyle sighed, sounding exasperated with his mother's pestering as he stood up with a slight crinkle, "Alright, I'll return the game, and the movie!" Janice smiled, "That's a good boy, Kyle. Besides, it's a wonderful day out. Why don't you get some fresh air too?" Kyle nodded uncertainly, stopping the game and ejecting the DVD, and putting it in the rental box it came in, "OK," He'd much rather continue playing the game. Janice nodded, "Do you need to change your diaper before you head out?" Kyle glanced down at the middle of his overalls, which had no fly in them, and shook his head, looking back at Janice, "No, Mom, I'm still comfortable. I think I peed a little while ago, though. Kinda busy with my game," Kyle giggled bashfully. Janice nodded, understanding, then took a slight sniff of the air, "Your not dirty, at least," Kyle shook his head, "Nope," Janice nodded and left the room. Kyle got his sneakers on, and tied his shoelaces. Kyle packed his Disney-Pixar branded backpack with the video game and a rented movie, and got it slung over his shoulders. Then Kyle headed out of his room and headed down to the ground floor and headed outside. Kyle found his metallic dark blue BMX bike resting against the side of the garage with his almost matching bike helmet hung from one of the handlebars. Kyle strapped on his helmet and got on his bike, the seemingly dry diaper's super-absorbent core compressing under his overalls against the firm rubber-foam bike seat. Kyle looked both ways down the driveway and peddled strongly down the driveway, and turned down the sidewalk. Janice waved from the dining room window, happy to see her son outside getting some air and exercise. Kyle came to a stop at the first cross street, where the red hand-shaped "DON'T WALK" symbol was lit, and he put a foot down on the ground to steady his bike. Kyle felt a sudden increase in pressure from his middle, which soon suddenly vanished as warm wetness spread over his privates, then flowing from front to back between his legs. The warm wetness soon disappeared, as the diaper absorbed a full bladder of pee before it cooled. The white person-shaped "WALK" symbol replaced the "DON'T WALK", and Kyle glanced both ways before peddled across the street in the crosswalk. Kyle then turned right at the next corner which was the nearest major street, with stores along both sides. Kyle stopped his bike in front of the rental store and got off his bike, resting it against a bike stand, Kyle squatted by his bike, and got his back pack off and pulled out his bike lock, and started getting it around the bike stand and his bike. A wet fart silently bubbled from his bottom into the damp but previously clean seat of his diaper as he secured his bike to the bike stand, leaving a brown stain there on the inside of the diaper. Once his bike was secure he stood up, getting his back pack over one shoulder and headed into the rental store. There was a two-tone electronic bell then "ding-donged" every time the door opened and closed, and it did it this time as well. The middle aged man behind the counter had a slight paunch under his casual dress shirt and tan pants, and he looked up at the sound of the bell. Kyle nodded, and the man silently smiled with recognition. Kyle stopped at the counter, putting his back pack on it and opened it up and pulled out the rented movie and the video game, "Here are the things I rented, sir," The man nodded, and took each one in turn, and scanned it with a bar-code wand, which beeped each time. Once the returns had been scanned the man nodded, "All set young man, have a look around for something else you'd like to rent," "Thanks," Kyle smiled, and slung his back pack over his shoulder again and headed down one of the aisles. The man nodded and returned to the magazine he had been reading. Kyle sauntered down the aisle then stopped in front of a section showing Disney Pixar movies. Something on the bottom row had caught Kyle's eye, and he squatted down. Kyle gasped, the new "Cars"-derived direct to DVD movie had come out! Kyle pulled out the DVD case and stood up. Just then his bowels cramped, and expelled their contents. Kyle sighed, feeling the now poop-filled seat of his diaper try to sag against the inside of his overalls. Some wetness flowed from his relaxed bottom. He didn't like it, but he knew it was time to head home. Kyle sighed as he quickly returned to the store counter and put his chosen DVD on the counter. The man looked up and nodded, "Found something?" Kyle nodded, trying not to blush, "Yeah. I loved the Cars movies. Mom told me they were making this one…," The man nodded, "Your card?" Kyle nodded, reaching into the backpack, pulling the fresh diaper inside the back pack partway out, then fishing out the video store membership card. The man nodded, taking the card and passing it under the bar-code reader, then scanning the movie box, "There ya go, young man," Kyle put the box in his back pack along with the video rental membership card, nervously stuffing the diaper back in, and hurriedly zipping the bag closed. Kyle then got the back pack on his back and scampered from the store out onto the sidewalk. Kyle looked up and noticed the sun was beginning to set, as he squatted down and started unlocking his bike from the bike stand. Kyle got on his bike, feeling the mess spreading between his legs throughout his diaper. Kyle sniffled, and wiped fresh moisture from his cheek, trying not to cry. He hated it when his bowels did this, especially when he was on his own and away from home. Kyle's chest shuddered as he started peddling homeward. Soon Kyle returned home, and leaped from his bicycle, with it crashing to the driveway. Kyle had become aware of a stickiness that ran down the back of his thighs. Kyle scampered up the front walk and quickly got his door key out of a pocket in his overalls, unable to hold in soft blubbering, and then quickly opened the door, "Mommy!" he wailed. Janice came out of her home office, "Honey? Is something wrong?" Janice came toward her son, then sniffed, and the smell hit her, "Oh, you're messy," Kyle nodded miserably, beginning to to cry openly, "I pooped my Pampers real bad, Mommy," Janice nodded as she came to her son and embraced him tenderly, stroking his back, "It's OK, honey...," Kyle nodded, understanding, "Thank you, Mommy. Can I get cleaned up? Please! The poop went everywhere. My diaper's all gross," Janice nodded, "Of course, Kyle. Head upstairs, and get out your changing pad," Kyle headed for the bottom of the stairs leading to the second floor. Janice watched her son head off toward the upstairs steps, and saw brown stains on both sides of the seat of his overalls and down his legs almost to his knees. Janice gasped and sighed, realizing that Kyle's diaper hadn't been able to contain his messy accident. Kyle heard his mother's gasp, and he stopped, looking back over his shoulder. He almost whined, "Mommy? What's wrong now!?" Janice sighed, "Your diaper leaked in back. When you get upstairs, please take your overalls off for me, big boy," Kyle groaned, and quickly scampered up the stairs, "Shower?" Janice nodded, "Maybe, but first get those dirty overalls off," Kyle disappeared into his bed room, and pulled down the blind on his window and turned on the ceiling light. Janice called, "Call if you need help, Kyle!" Kyle got his shoes off and unbuckled the shoulder straps of his overalls from the bib front. Once the shoulder straps were undone, the overalls fell down. Kyle got his feet out of the overalls and tossed them on the foot of his bed. Kyle then got his change pad out, "Mommy!" Janice came up stairs, and opened her son's bedroom door, getting her first looks at Kyle's bottom, "Here!-Oh, you really could use a shower…," Kyle sighed, and started getting the sweat top off, quickly followed by his undershirt, "OK…," Janice came in, closed the door behind her and went over to her son's bed, "Lay down for me, honey," Kyle sauntered over to his bed and laid back down on the changing pad with a soggy squish, that forced a bit out on the changing pad. Janice came over, having gotten out a fresh diaper, wipes, and baby powder, "Let's get things fixed up," Kyle nodded, and parted his legs. Janice tore the tapes from the front of Kyle's diaper and pulled it open, "Oh, boy... You sure are messy, and soaked, Kyle," Kyle nodded. "So, tell me," Janice started, as she started cleaning her son up, "When did you poop?" "While looking at movies in the rental store...," Kyle said, blushing slightly, now wondering if that had been the wrong thing to do. Janice nodded, bending her son's legs up under his chin, "And then you cycled home?" Kyle nodded, suddenly looking away away from his mother, "Yeah," Janice shook her head, "Did you call me to let me know before you left the store?" Kyle whined, "I think I forget my phone," "Oh, Kyle!" Janice snapped, "You're always supposed to have it with you!" Kyle sniffled, "Sorry, Mommy. I though it was being charged," Janice wasn't really excepting Kyle's explanation, "It was plugged in last night, Kyle. I'm sure it would have been more than ready this afternoon," Janice pulled the diaper out from under Kyle's bum. Kyle rubbed his eye's, looking very sorry for what he'd done, and not done. Janice sighed, thinking what's done is done and that further scolding wasn't going to change much now, "OK, Kyle, shower time," Kyle nodded, and sat up, naked except for socks. Then he pulled his socks off and stood up. Janice nodded, "Off you go. I'll get your Pjs out while your getting all clean," Kyle sighed, but didn't argue as he scampered from his room, heading for the bathroom. Janice got out her son's one-piece flannel footed-pyjamas. The flannel material was a medium-light brown colour, and there was a matching snap-on hood with teddy-bear ears. Soon the shower could be heard running in the bathroom. Janice took a moment and headed out to call through the bathroom door, "Don't forget to clean all of you! Not just your bum and legs, Kyle. Head to toe!" "I know!" Kyle called back. Janice nodded, and returned to her son's room to get things ready for him. Kyle got into the shower, the warm water streaming down over his body, he sighed, enjoying the clean freshness it brought all on its own. Kyle soaped up the wet bath sponge with body wash and started cleaning his bottom and private parts. That made things feel much better, even better than wipes could. Janice, having gotten her son's Pyjamas out, headed down stairs and started getting supper ready. Kyle soon had his middle, bottom, and thighs cleaned up. He then he started on his feet and lower legs, resting into the corner of the shower stall to balance himself. Kyle then started on his arms, chest, and belly. Janice knocked on the bathroom door, then opened it, "Kyle, I've got supper started. Macaroni and cheese with ham bits sound good?" "Yeah!' Kyle cheered, and stuck his head out from behind the shower curtain, "Can we watch the movie I got today?" "Sure we can," Janice nodded, "Washed your hair yet? I left the No-tears stuff in there for you so you can do it yourself," "No," Kyle shook his head, then pulled his head back and looked at the inside corner of the shower, "Oh, I see it. Thanks Mommy," Kyle stuck a soapy arm out, "Just doing my arms now," Janice nodded, "OK, and that's a good boy, be right back," then she left the bathroom. Kyle continued showering, soon starting on his hair. Janice returned to the kitchen, and put the macaroni noodles into the pot of boiling water. Kyle poured some shampoo into his hand and started scrubbing it into his dripping wet hair. Janice came back upstairs and brought the diaper she had left on her son's bed and stuck in on the toilet tank in the bathroom, "Kyle, I brought a fresh diaper for you to put on after your shower," "OK, Mom. I'm almost done," Kyle said. "I left out your one piece pyjamas in your room," "Pyjamas already?" "I told you earlier, Kyle, and it's a school night. You're going straight to bed after your movie. What do you want to drink with your supper? Kyle sighed, as he rinsed the shampoo from his hair, "OK..., Milk please, mom," Janice nodded, and left to get the supper into bowls for her and her son. Kyle got out of the shower and picked up a bath towel and starts drying himself off, starting with his hair, than drying off his middle and bottom. Janice heard the shower stop and she stuck her head in, "Oh, someone looks all nice and clean now...," Kyle blushed, "Thanks, Mommy," Janice nodded, "Suppers ready," Kyle opened the diaper on the closed toilet seat, including unfolding the back, and sat on it. Kyle then powdered his diaper area, and rubbed the powder into his skin. Kyle brought the front of the diaper up between his legs, and unfolded the front, and brought each of the sides forward and snugly taped them closed. "Stand up please, Kyle," Janice came in to the bathroom. Kyle stood up and let his mother make sure his diaper was on right. "You're getting good at putting on your own diaper, Kyle! Such a big boy! That's looking really good," Kyle left the bathroom and headed for his bedroom. Kyle picked up the pyjamas from his bed, and got them open. Kyle smiled, getting his feet through the legs. "Feeling comfy, Kyle?" Kyle nodded, pulling his pyjamas up to cover his bottom, "Yeah, lots better now," Janice smiled, "That's good. Get your PJs on, and come down stairs," Kyle nodded as he got his arms into the Pyjamas and zipped it closed. Then Kyle joined his mother in the upstairs hall. Janice nodded, "Looking good, sweet-heart," Janice held her son close for a second and sniffed his hair, "Nice and clean, too, from head to toe," Kyle smiled, "Thanks, and my PJs are nice and cozy," Janice returned to the kitchen, while Kyle headed for the living room. Kyle got his DVD out of his back pack and got the big TV turned on in the living room. Janice brought a tray with two bowls, two large spoons, and two glasses, one with milk and the other with diet pop, "Sit down, Kyle," Kyle nodded and scampered over to the couch and sat down, while his mother put the tray on the coffee table in front of the couch. Janice got the DVD in the player, and pressed play, then joined her son on the couch. Kyle smiled, "Thanks mommy. Dinner smells good!" Janice nodded, "Eat up, then!" Kyle dug in to his bowl of macaroni with the spoon, and started eating with gusto. His bowel accident had left him feeling really hungry. Janice smiled, "This is a nice movie," Kyle nodded as he sipped his milk, "Uh-huh," Janice soon finished her bowl of macaroni, "Eat up, Ky'," Kyle soon finished his dinner, "That was good, Mommy," Janice smiled, stroking Kyle's back, "I'm glad you liked it. Want to sit in my lap?" Kyle smiled drowsily, "OK," Janice nodded, picking her son up under his arms and lifting him into her lap, "Is that comfy, Ky'?" Kyle nodded, and turned in Janice's lap, snuggling into her. Janice wrapped her arms around him, "Getting even comfier?" Kyle nodded drowsily, "Love you lots, Mommy," Janice cuddled Kyle to her snugly, and gave him a kiss on the cheek, "I love you too, honey, lots and lots," Kyle smiled and gave Janice a kiss on the cheek. Janice smiled, "You watching the movie?" Kyle nodded drowsily, and almost on instinct turned his head back to the TV. Janice could sense that her son was running down quickly. Kyle sucked his fingers absentmindedly. Janice waited until the movie came to an end, "Bed time, pumpkin, and we should probably check your diaper before you go to sleep," "OK," Kyle nodded, "Carry? Please?" "Alright," Janice sighed, and picked Kyle up as she stood up, "Arms around my neck, big boy," Kyle rested his head over his mother's shoulder, putting his arms around her neck in a firm hug, and wrapped his legs around her waist. Janice carried her son upstairs, one hand under his slightly squishy bottom, the other on the stair handrail. Kyle's eyes began to droop, and he yawned quietly in his mothers ear "Sleepy, Kyle?" Janice said. Kyle nodded without a word. Janice smiled, and stroked his back as she carried him into his room, turning on the light with the elbow of her free arm, "Almost in bed," Kyle nodded, looking around, seeing that they were in his room. Janice pulled back the covers then gently lay her son down, and got his feet into bed, and tucked him in, "Comfy?" Janice sat down on th eedge of her son's bed. Kyle smiled up at his mother and nodded, "Uh-huh," Janice smiled, giving her son a hug and a kiss on the forehead, "OK, then, sweet dreams," Kyle rolled onto his side, facing the wall, as his mother got up to leave. Janice turned off he room light, and the nightlight by the door came on. Janice almost closed the door as she left the room. ------ Hope people like it! There's potentially more where this came from.