Magic Mirror

[Fulldiaper]

Magic Mirror

by Fulldiaper Michael

Copyright 2010. All Rights Reserved

Part 1

I had been looking for a house to buy for nearly six weeks, when a femle realtor of mine told me about this victorian home in the older part of the town I was currently residing in. She explained that it was an old daycare and the owner of the daycare had come up missing.

She gave me one of her cards and the address and said, "I'll meet you there at 4:30 and we'll have dinner and I'll show you the house"!

I couldn't stay focused all day because I thought Lydia was a sexy cougar and had a hot body. She was just a little short of 6' tall and brunette, defintely DD busts and if her body had been an hour glass, all the sand was packed into the right places. Firm, round gluteous maximus, medius and minimus. Perky soft lips that her red lipstick shimmered on. She wore 4-6" heels most of the time and tight well tailored A frame dresses that accentuated her ass-ets.

I went to a fast food resturaunt and got a burger and fried for lunch and scarfed them down along with a vanilla shake and apple pie. As the afternoon wore on, I noticed my body was becoming distressed and I was builing up an excessive amount of gas. I finished my programming and started packing for the evening events with Lydia.

About me, I'm a 6' 7" tall white male, brown hair, and eyes, beard and mustache that been a Microsloth computer programmer for 22 years. I'm not your spring chicken, but I'm not over the hill, though I can see the hill from where I am in life currently. I packed up my laptop and my extermal hard drives and burners along with my portable printer and scanner and assessed my office for anything I might need at my meager apartment for this weekend.

As I exited the office complex, I said goodbye to the two security officers on duty and waived to coworkers male and female and bid them a fond good weekend. I prepared to enter the elevator and leave, just as Susan got to the elevator. Susan is the office gossip and resident flirt.

She started the conversation with, "Hi Michael, you sure are looking sexy. What are you're plans this weekend?"

I said frankly, "Susan, I'm going to look at a house to buy finally."

Susan said, "oh, really, where, and when?"

I told her, "I have a dinner enguagement with the realtor this evening and told her the address."

Susan's face screwed up and she said, "did you know that house is haunted and people have disappeared from there, never to be seen again?"

I said, "I'm sure that's folklore Susan?"

Susan said, "just be careful and pulled a pen out of her purse and wrote down her phone number and said, "call me if you feel the need""

I took the number and pushed it into my shirt pocket just as the elevator arrived. We both entered and I noticed out of the corner of my eye Susan eyeing my lower body and scanning it for evident of something, but I didn't know what.

We both exited the elevator and I watched Susan's lovely figure as she walked to her SUV in the parking garage. She turned around and said, "if you come over afterwards, I'll show you more BIG BOY" in her best May West impression. We both laughed and I said, "I just might take you up on that Babydoll." in my best John Wayne. She blew me a kiss as I reached my pickup truck.

I opened the front door and then half backdoor and slid my briefcase and laptop cases inside. I closed the back and climbed into the front of the pickup truck and inserted my keys into the column and turned the key and the engine roared to life and pumped the gas peddle a couple of times and then put my foot on the brake and put the truck into gear and turned around and checked my rear view mirror and sides and proceeded to back out of my parking spot.

I rolled down the window and started toward the exit. I reached down and grabbed a piece of gum and started chewing it and turned on the CD player and started listening to it and getting in the mood for the weekend.

As I reached the guard shack, the guard bid me a great weekend. I rolled out onto the street and started making my way to my apartment and get cleaned up for dinner. I realized I would need some supplies for the weekend and pulled into the local mall and shut off my truck and exited the vehicle, pressing the lock mechanism and heard the horn honk, indicating the doors were now secure.

I made my way to the entrance of the mall and opened the doors for a couple of ladies and then started making my way to the Safeway and grab some weekend snacks and munchies. I always took a shortcut through the CVS Pharmacy to get there to see what was new in incontinence products.

You see I have a confession to make; I have enjoyed wearing and using baby and adult diapers since I was 9 years old on a dare from my babysitter I lost, that landed me in diapers for nearly 7 years till she finally moved away after her college and post grad studies for her PhD. At the ripe age of sixteen I would wear diapers, wet and mess in them and then masturbate to a glorious climax in the diaper. Then I would want nothing to do with them and was really quite ashamed of myself, until the next repeating cycle.

This time through, I noticed some new briefs called phantasy maker adult diapers. I thought that's an odd spelling, but I picked up a package and as I did, I felt a slight shock in my arm that slowly extending through my entire body. I proceeded to the checkout line and luck would have it, there was a line there of about two guys and ten women and more started lining up behind me.

As I stood there, I picked up the package and started reading:

WARNING: this briefs are to be only worn by persons wanting to experience the full protection from total incontinence!

Below that was some smaller writing I couldn't make out...

I thought they were full cut briefs for those poor people that really needed protection from soiling or wetting their clothing. I didn't give it another thought. As I made my way to Safeway I picked up some Gerber babyfood and a new pacifier, along with some pizza's and chips and lunch meat.

I checked out and thought shoot, I'm running late, I won't have time to go to the apartment and clean up. I'll just put on one of my new diapers and head to my dinner appointment. I slipped into the men's room and entered a stall. After securing the door, I pulled my pants down and noticed the pre-cum that was already starting. I opened the package and pulled one of the Phantasy diapers out and noticed it sort of swelled as it exited the package.

I pulled the diaper through my legs and felt a pleasant tingle in my crotch as I secured it with the three supplied tapes. I could have sworn I felt is get snugger as I went to pull up my pants, so much so I had to remove my underwear completely. My jeans were snug and as I exited the stall a female employee had entered to clean and so I hurried up and cleaned and washed my hands and exited the restroom.

I listened to see if there was a tell tale crinkle sound as I was walking out of the mall, but the ambient sound was relatively loud and I didn't notice anything. I breathed a sigh of relief. I secured my purchases in the back area unter the bed trunk and locked it up. I walked around and pressed the auto unlock on the door and heard the familar click of the door on the driver side opening.

As I got up and satdown on the drivers seat, I thought I felt small pin pricks in the bottom of my new diaper, but it was as if it was painful or anything, just an observation. I pulled out the directions to the house and my dinner engagement for the evening. I pulled down the rearview mirror and checked to make sure my shirt wasn't messy and readjusted the mirror and started the truck.

I put it into reverse and backed out, making sure I was checking for traffic. I put the truck in gear and decided to stop and grab a large iced tea at the local Sonic. As I was pulling through the drive through I felt a tinge of a cramp and thought, "shoot, I haven't pooped today." The Mexican I had eaten all week cramming for a coding test for my MCSE for Visual Studio had kept me preoccupied and I kept putting off using the bathroom.

All of a sudden, I was fantasizing about tonight and how Lydia would be dominate and I would be her bABy slave diaper boy. I chuckled and proceeded out onto the highway and toward the directions on the paper Lydia had given me.

I took a deep sip of my iced tea and relished how tasty it was and how thirsty I must be since I drank about a third of it. I was so busy drinking I didn't see the light change and slammed on my breaks and the tea spilled into my lap all over my crotch. Before it all drained into my jeans, I managed to salvage about two thirds of still, but my crotch and jeans were soaked. I cursed styrofoam cups and plastic lids. I pulled through the intersection when the light changed and turned where I was told to.

I hoped I would beat Lydia there and be able to dry my jeans some how before she showed up. Thankfully when I arrived, shut off my truck and walked up to the front door. There was a note there, go on inside Lydia is running behind and it was signed by her assistant Bobbi. Attached was a key, so I opened the door and when I entered, I felt a chill, even though the house was nice and comfortable.

Just inside the door, was a mud room and coat room off of it. Just past that was a huge open room with stained glass windows and a 22' (foot) high ceiling with a sky light on either side. Off to each side were sitting rooms and a small library. Straight ahead was the stairs to the upstairs area that went up about 11' and turned left and right to go up either side to different rooms upstairs and huge crystal chandelier between the two sky lights. To the right and left of the stairs were two doors, one obviously went to a basement and the other appeared to be a kitchen and dinning room area.

I heard a voice from the kitchen, "is that you Michael?"

It was Lydia, she was here and I look like an overgrown toddler in soaking wet pants!

Lydia came through the doorm and she was smiling at me and as she got closer, I noticed her gaze shifted from my eyes and face toward my crotch and she said, "you poor dear, you've had an accident."

And before I could react or respond, she pulled dish towel off her sharply dressed shoulders and started blotting my pant crotch and drying me off. I didn't know what to do, I was dumbfounded and in shock. She took my hand and said, "let me get you out of those wet things before you catch your death of cold." and she had me depanted before I knew what was happening and I'm standing before her in my new puffy adult baby diaper.

She said, "how adorable, too bad those weren't turned about."

Then she said, "step out and I'll throw these into the dryer and they'll be ready to go, when we're done eating. OK?"

I numbly stepped out and I was in my Izod shirt and these diapers I just bought.

Lydia disappeared for about five minutes downstairs and I thought I heard a washer startup. She reappeared and said, "let's acess the damage?" she lifted my shirt and the diaper was dry and my shirt was too, so she took my hand and lead me into the dinningroom.

Something inside I felt should have snapped, and I should have pulled away, but all I felt was peace and extreme comfort. She sat me in a chair and again, I felt the sensation of pin pricks, I thought. Lydia made her way to the stove and presented a magnificent pot roast, potatoes, carrots, gravy and hot rolls and butter. She poured me some wine and then herself. She scooted her chair closer to mine and smiled and said, "I hope you like it, afterwards, we'll go on the tour."

[junyour]

Go on. I like it.

[babylin]

[quote Magic Mirror

by Fulldiaper Michael

You see I have a confession to make; I have enjoyed wearing and using baby and adult diapers since I was 9 years old .... At the ripe age of sixteen I would wear diapers, wet and mess in them and then masturbate to a glorious climax in the diaper. Then I would want nothing to do with them and was really quite ashamed of myself, until the next repeating cycle.

[Cute Baby]

Definatly like the start to tis story. Please go on.

[larsend]

Excellent story. KEEP THIS GOING AND DON'T STOP!!!

[the diaper mike]

going on please

[diaperpt]

excellent start - wondering how she planted these special diapers and knew he'd be looking for some in that store.

[Fulldiaper]

Part 2

As she served me her cell phone rang and she said, "excuse me, I need to take this"

She got up and walked into the other room. I'm not sure if she knew I could hear or not, but I could.

I heard Lydia say, "it's better than I thought....Yes Yes, he's wearing one of our new diapers...Yes Yes, I'm excited too Susan. I'd better go before he get's suspicious..You too, goodbye."

Lydia walked back in as I let out a loud and smelly fart. I must have turned seven shades of red and bellered out, "OH MY Excuse me ma'am."

Lydia chucked and said, "I hope that was gas dear and the commented, if it wasn't we'll need a clean pamper for you."

It was then I realized that I was sitting in there with my Izod shirt and new diaper and my socks. In front of a very well shaped and sharply dressed woman. I went to get up and Lydia did something that surprised me, she satdown on my lap and again, I thought I felt pin pricks and everything was peaceful and I felt so relaxed...no troubles ... no worries about anything.

Lydia excused her self and said, "dear me, I fell."

As she stood up, I managed to get a very closeup look at her apple shaped ass-ets and even assissted her up, by placing my hand on one of them. She turned around and said, "are you flirting with me baby boy?"

I blushed and said, "I was helping."

She leaned over and I got the perfect view of her ample firm breasts and I could picture me lip locked on them suckling happily into oblivion. Then she kissed me on the forehead and I felt another small shock. She said, "wow, static electricity."

Then she walked behind my chair and pulled it back for me and helped me up. I thought I felt her pat my butt, but I couldn't be sure because they were so thick and comfortable. I stood up and my legs were kind of wobbly for some reason and she grabbed me and steadied me. She said, "maybe we should start upstairs, since you appear to be having difficults and it might get progressively worse; is that ok?"

She escorted me up the two flights of stairs and we entered the guest bedroom and it was about 20' by 40' and had three windows, solid oak flooring and a small library, private bathroom. When told Lydia, "I need the little boys room."

She said, "that's the one problem with the house, the plumbing is out in the entire house, the plumber will be here next week to fix the comodes and pipes. Then she said, "anyway, you're wearing a diaper, IF you have to use the potty, use it and I'll change you, when we're done, OK?"

I did notice the house had modern heating and air conditioning ducts and the rooms, even though I was clad only in a diaper, tee-shirt and my socks were quite warm. I also noticed that most of the window glass was very thick like a crystal and heavy to open. When Lydia pulled a small remote out of her pocket and said, "they're all electric Michael." and the window effortlessly lifted.

I could see that the second floor room, was actually about 40' feet up and that meant that there was two floors missing somewhere. About that time Lydia broke my train of thought and grabbed my hand and started escorting me to the next room on the tour. This room was nearly twice the size and I asked, "is this the masterroom?"

Lydia said, "no this would be a nanny or butler's quarters."

I was like holy moly, this is huge. Off to the side was two very well a customized bathrooms, with a sunken bathe and two large showers with multiple jets from the waist up and overhead with a place to sit and attend to cleaning, if need be. Then Lydia said, "here's the nursery, right off the Nanny/Butler room, so s/he can keep an eye on the little ones.

Inside the nursery, was a huge mirror and as I walked up to I began to realize that I was dressed more appropriately for the nursery than any other part of the house. I observed the nursery in the mirror and I got closer, I thought I caught a glimpse of a woman, in an apron and carrying a large babybottle.

I turned around to see Lydia behind me, but this woman looked like Lydia, but she was dressed more as a nanny or mother would be carrying for a child in this nursery. The woman in the mirror motioned me to come to her. I turned around and Lydia was standing there, just smiling a cheshire cat smile, but nothing more. I could almost feel the mirror drawing me toward it. I turned to Lydia and said, "what's next?"

She said, "the master bedroom Michael."

As we left the nursery, I asked Lydia, "did you see that?"

Lydia said, "see what ?"

I said, "nothing, I think my mind is playing tricks on me."

As we headed down the hall, I could swear I was hearing something and Lydia nudged me as I slowed down to try and grasp what I was hearing, until we were outside the master bedroom door. I noticed it too was large as we walked in. The nursery that was attached to the Nanny/Butler room as Lydia called it, was also a side room off the master bedroom, but I don't remember seeing any other doors, onlly the mirror. There were two sinks, two comodes and bidet, with two showers and two side by side deep sunken tubs and jacuzzi too.

I was begining to think this was going to be way out of my price range now. Lydia noticed my concerned look and said, "it's affordable and practical Michael."

When we finished the tour of upstairs I noticed that it was close to midnight and we still hadn't been downstairs or in the basement yet. Lydia said, "the master bedroom is made up, why don't you spend the night here and I'll come back in the morning and we can finish up the tour and start the paperwork?"

[Fulldiaper]

Part 3

Lydia, took my hand and led me to the master bed and pulled down the covers and sat me down on the edge of the bed. As my padded posterior made contact, I could feel that tingling sensation as if my butt was being shot with tiny microfine needles and a euphoria came over me again and this woman I was enamoured with, was tucking me into bed for the night.

Lydia said, "if you need the bathroom, just use your diaper, I'll change it in the morning."

I nodded and then sleep over took me. As I slept I dreamt of Lydia, Susan and all the women in my life coddling and cooing me as a big baby. I dreamt that I suckled on a very large bottle of something sweet and thick. Sometime during the night, I felt the urge to wet and my bladder released into the thick diaper and it drank it all up, as if it was challenging me to saturate it if I could.

I don't know that I moved very much at all that night and had probably the best sleep in months and surely the most restful! I awoke with terible cramps and knew that my morning constitution was about to happen. You see every morning, when I wake up, I have to move my bowels, so my day is filled with just a little less sh*t. This morning was to be different though. I usually messed my diaper, jerked off and then wanted nothing to do with being in them until I got horny again.

A cramp gripped me and I sat straight up in bed and instinctively bolted to the bathroom, only to find nothing in there, since it was in remodel. I gripped my stomach and felt my resolve weakening and passed a very loud and smelly fart and I started going into my own little world. I squatted like a toddler and I started pushing. I was so engrossed I didn't hear Lydia walk into the room and enter the bathroom, until I had completely my infantile doody.

I felt a firm hand on the bottom of my diaper and it press upwards and measure the mass now located in the seat of my diaper. I heard her exclaim, "oh my baby boy, you really made a special surprise for me, didn't you?"

I could do nothing but start crying and so I did. Lydia gently helped me up and escorted me to the bedroom, where she led me into the nursery and sat me down on the changing table and again, I felt euphoric and not a care in the world. Mommy, I started, and corrected myself and said, "Lydia is here to help me."

As she pulled the tapes loose on one side, the smell assaulted both our noses and she went, "peeu baby, when you doo something, you doo it well." and smiled at me and blew zerbits on my tummy. She pulled the diaper down and pressed it's contents to the back of the diaper, using the front to remove the majority of my morning deposit to the back and underneath me. She grabbed some baby wipes and finished cleaning me up and then applied lotion and powder, before taping me into another phantasy diaper. (I didn't think anything about it. Maybe she got it from my truck) Then I noticed there was a fully stocked stack of various sizes and shape diapers, but it didn't matter to me.

Her phone rang again, just as she was finishing closing up the diaper and she pulled me to a sitting position and I again was in a euphoric state and carefree and feeling no pain. About that time, my bladder cut loose and I soaked the front of the diaper and I noticed that the characters were disappearing, and so did Lydia. I heard her say, "I have to go, the diapers are working wonderfully. I just changed him and he's already wet again. Talk to you later Susan"

Lydia came back to where I was sitting and helped me off the changing table and down onto the floor. She asked, "are you hungry? I fixed breakfast downstairs."

I said, "I'm famished, let's go eat." Again, only in my tee-shirt, diaper and socks I was parading around in front of this BobiBrook dressed woman in her tight A frame dress and 6" stilettos. She said, "You go ahead, I'll be right behind your cute self."

I started to walk, well, more of a waddle out of the nursery and as I walked by the mirror, the nanny was in there and smiling and giving me the thumbs up. Lydia just was astonished in such a short time her and Susan's invention was rendering me into an overgrown toddler.

You see Lydia's ex-husband was a closet infantilist that owned the local CVS and he reluctantly agreed to test market the Phantasy diaper's in his store, if he could have some for his playtime. Lydia and Susan were all too happy to oblige him, since once any man put them on, they would work their magic on him and turn him into a diaper dependent bABy within six months.

The chemicals in the diaper reacted with pressure, urine and feces to make the wearer fearless and at total and complete ease with any dominate woman. She could steer him into the diapers and very shortly, she would have a compliant, diapered bABy slave at her beacon call.

[Cute Baby]

Enjoying this, I can see she will have fun with this new baby.

[diaperpt]

Enjoying this, I can see she will have fun with this new baby.

Would love to see this story continue...and also want the location of that CVS! I want to try a couple of those phantasy diapers myself!

[Fulldiaper]

Part 4

Lydia and I had finished the rest of the tour Saturday morning and Lydia said, “I have to run some errands and I’ll be back later. You stay here and get a lay of the land.

[Fulldiaper]

Part 5

As Lydia exited the bank building she knew her next stop was the architect’s office that was designing the blueprints for the park. The majority of the park was to be underground, so as to insure the tightest security. There were only two elevator sets into to the park it self. There would also be the service entrance elevator set. Each set consists of 12 elevators that can accommodate approximately 20 adults. Intake and orientation would be on sub level 12, where the attendee’s would have had to go through 12 or more security checkpoints, or gates. They would be escorted by beautiful shapely women, dressed in tight latex outfits. All would be at least Registered Nurses and trained in three martial arts for self defense and attendee control. They would also be equipped with a tranquilizer gas that could be used to take out an entire group if need be. They also would be equipped with a GPS tracking device secluded where it would most likely not ever be discovered, implanted under the skin to allow location of potential hostages.

Each group will be escorted down it’s own corridor minimizing the chance for a group or gang type over throw. The halls would be fitted with pinhole camera’s about 25’ in various types of covert equipment. There will also be periodical door closures, explained as fire breaks but they will also allow isolation of any attempted escapee. The elevators will be operated by biometric readers on the buttons. Any one not authorized can push as many times as they want to, and after three times, the elevator will close as if it’s operating and once closed disperse a knockout sleeping gas that will render them unconscious for up to two hours, allowing plenty of time for them to be taken back into custody.

Each infraction by a new trainee, will extend their training time back to the toddler status, however offended repeaters, the experience will be anything but pleasurable. Mothers, Wives and Girlfriends wishing to return their man to infancy, will be able to commit them to the facility for diaper orientation and detoilet training through our advanced online website and the men will thing they’re attending a spa for relaxation and enjoyment. They will be shown pictures and brochures of women scantily clad, wearing latex and rubber, or tight clingy clothing to arouse them. Once a male is booked into the park, they will be assigned an orientation team of four women and three stand-bys. All these women will be extensively trained in various martial arts and registered nurses or MD’s. The MD will be prescribing the medications needed to return their charge to infancy toilet habits and thereby requiring diapers.

Offenders such as rapists, and other criminal clients will enjoy a less pleasurable transformation to infancy and constant humiliation at the hands of their trainers. Recruitment was started as a local mental facility for the criminally insane. All the women have first hand experience with the worst of the worst men and can’t really do much there, but here, that’s a different story.

Lydia pressed the start button and began her drive to the architect’s office, just a few blocks away. He was one of the first men to buy Susan’s and Lydia’s phantasy diapers and was well into his third week of his training. His secretary had taken over the office and his diaper changes about two weeks ago and she kept him on a high fluid intake daily and a high fiber diet of fruits and vegetables. He was loosing weight and his blood pressure and diabetes were now completely under control. His toilet habits, well let’s just say, “they were regressing nicely.

[the diaper mike]

please go on

[mblues]

I love this story!!! Thank you! I would love to see more.

[Rockies Fan in Diapers]

This is a fantastic Story! Please Hurry & do continue! I can't Wait to read more

Rockies Fa. Go Rockies in 2010!