Shared Destiny: The Return - Part 1

[BoTox]

Shared Destiny

by Bo Tox from an idea by abDoll

Destiny was fresh out of diapers. There was only one place in town to get them and she loved to browse around the store, Mommy's Little Darling. It was an AB store. That's Adult Baby in case you've never heard that term before. The diapers that Destiny wanted, those thick disposables she loved, were special order any where else. But Mommy's Little Darling carried them and so much more in stock.

She drove across town and parked in the back. It was dark by the time she arrived. She thought nothing of it and walked in the back entrance. The owner, a middle aged lady named Agnes, waved at Destiny. Destiny had seen her the times she'd been in before and had talked to her briefly. She was a Domme and had an AB sub at home. He sometimes worked in the store in full AB attire. He was always a hit with the customers.

Agnes asked if she could help and Destiny said she needed a bag of those Eurobriefs. Agnes pointed to a new display of latex and vinyl pants that she might be interested in. Destiny walked over and inspected the merchandise. She felt the smooth fabric of the latex. The texture of the vinyl was so nice. She picked up three pairs, one latex and one pink pullon and one pearl snapon.

"Agnes," Destiny raised her voice, "Can I try these on?"

Agnes nodded and pointed to the changing room. Destiny walked back to the little private closet and locked the door behind her. She had all of her clothes off except for her bra and the Tena Super brief she was currently wearing. It was a little wet but not ready for a change. She slipped on the latex pair first. They were very snug and very comfy over her diaper. She was then trying on the pink pair when she heard something behind her. The mirror slid away and a man grabbed her. He shoved something into her face and the lights went out.

Destiny was awakened by a throbbing in her head and a bounce as she opened her eyes. She was on her side, in a moving van or car. Her mouth was gagged with a ball gag and her hands were bound behind her. She was also acutely aware of her wet and leaking diaper. Her bra was now missing as well.

The vehicle stopped. It was parked inside a building and she was roughly pulled out and trotted into a room with no windows. Now she got a good look at the person that dragged her, it was Agnes's sub, still wearing a diaper but looking much more masculine now. He was a stout fellow, despite his diapered appearance. She tried to turn away, hiding her breasts but it was no use. He shoved her into a seat, sloshing her soaked diaper all upere and down her legs.

Then Agnes entered the room, slamming and locking the door behind her, "Well, Destiny, you just won the prize! Of all the diaper gals that enter my store, you were chosen for this special offer. Its an offer you can't refuse."

Agnes laughed heartily and her sub smiled. Destiny didn't even know if she'd ever heard anyone call him anything besides Agnes's sub. He was hardly the typical adult baby now.

Destiny was now aware of others in the room, in the shadows of the far side. They walked toward Agnes, three of them, three women. As they came closer, it was apparent that it was not just three women but two dommes and a sub. From the looks of it they were quite serious.

One domme was a long, straight, black haired Asian, tall, slim, dressed in an open red silk kimono. Her shiny black hip boots with five inch heels and garters attached to her bustier held up her black stockings. She looked all business with her makeup and jewelry. She had a smug grin on her face as she approached Agnes.

The other domme was a polar opposite in appearance. She had shoulder length honey blond hair and the brightest blue eyes. Not as tall but very well formed, perfect cleavage and curvy hips. She wore what appeared to be a sheer white teddy with a shiny white bra, shiny white shorts and high heeled sandals. She wasn't just grinning, she smiled with big pearly white teeth and looked at Destiny as she approached Agnes.

The sub girl was not a girl at all, it was a guy, he was smaller than both of them. If not for his adam's apple, Destiny would not have noticed. Now that she did, it was apparent that he was well padded. He had on a full sissy outfit. She'd never seen such a sissy AB in her life. Usually they just had frilly dresses. This one had cleavage! Either a heavily padded bra or even implants. He had a huge pacifier strapped to his head, curly pig tails in his bleached blond hair, stud earrings and a tiny waist. His frilly dress only came down to about mid thigh. Tight strung garter straps strained at his stockings, as they passed over the enourmous diaper and plastic pants he was in. His MaryJane shoes were highly polished and as he passed, Destiny could see his ruffled rump.

The Asian domme spoke to Agnes but Destiny didn't catch all of it. But something was said about an exchange. The blond shoved the sissy toward Agnes and handed her a paper. Agnes looked at it and handed it to her sub. He put it in a briefcase and pulled another document out that Agnes looked at and handed to the blond domme.

More verbal exchanges took place and she only caught something about men were a lot of trouble or something. It didn't make sense. Agnes's sub approached Destiny and roughly drug her to the little gathering. He took the sissy and shoved him into Destiny's vacated chair. It was sinking in now, Agnes had traded her to these dommes for this sissy AB! How? WHY!

Agnes spoke, "Yes, she is a fine one. I just yanked her this evening. Been coming to my store for a good while. She'll make an excellent trainee."

The blond spoke up, "She's so cute. What was her name?"

"Destiny," Agnes replied, "That's the name on her checks."

"That's an excellent name, we shall use it. For it is her shared destiny," the Asian domme said, "to serve us with distinction! What do you think, Susan?"

The blond, apparently called Susan, chimed in, "Yes, Ling, I like. We shall share Destiny."

Ling, the Asian domme, thanked Agnes, "We are greatful at your generousity. A fine specimen and so unspoiled. Do as you please with the mongrel we brought. The balance of the payment will be wired to your account. She is well worth every penny of the $100,000, just as you promised."

Destiny was stunned, she had been sold for $100,000 like a piece of art work or a race horse? This sort of thing still happens in this day and age? But how? She didn't have time to ask before she was collared and a leash attached. The two dommes led her away.

"She's wet, you see that right?" asked Ling.

"Yes, I saw that. Who gets to change her first?" retorted Susan, "It is just like Christmas! Who gets to open the presents!"

Ling thought a bit and answered, "I know, we'll let her stew in her own juices until we get back to the lair for a proper christening. Put a pair of those latex panties on her that Agnes gave us. We'll have her model them for us."

Destiny felt a yank on her collar as she was pulled to one side. Susan pulled a pair of pink panties out of a small case and shook them to full size. She tapped one of Destiny's legs and she raised it to step into one side. Then the other foot and Susan raised them up over her waist.

"There, that should hold her," Susan said self confident, "How's she look Ling? Cute as a button?"

"Let's get her to the car," interupted Ling, "She's cold with just a soaked diaper... or she likes it?"

The two femme fatales locked arms, Destiny in tow, and walked to the car. Susan opened the door of the stretched black limo with dark windows and kissed Ling as she slipped inside. Ling then pulled Destiny inside by her collar. Susan followed next, Destiny sandwiched between the two. She felt so small and insignificant, vulnerable and afraid. The women, both of them, were staring at her. Ling stroked her hair and released the ball gag that had been painfully forcing her jaw open. Susan released her bound arms as well.

"Destiny, you have been collared by Mistress Ling and Mistress Susan," said Susan, "You are our baby slave and will do our bidding. In return, you shall be rewarded for exceptional service."

"Should you fail to properly respond to a command, punishment will be decisive and immediate. We will not tolerate a slacker," said Ling matter of factly, "Now, for a few rules. First and foremost, you will always address us as Mistress in private. Should we ever feel like taking you out in public, you will adress us as Ma'am."

Susan followed with more rules, "You will never have to think for yourself. It will only get you in trouble anyway. If we give you a task, it is to be completed to the best of your ability. Should your best be insufficient, we will instruct you in the proper methods and techniques."

"We love the female form so your clothing will be limited and you will dress to our liking or we may chose to have you naked. You will never attempt to cover yourself in our presence," Ling said as she touched Destiny's nipple lightly.

Susan finished the rules, "And of course you will not speak unless spoken to. Now, what is your level of incontinence?"

"What do you mean?" Destiny questioned.

"You were asked a direct question!" said Ling as she pinched Destiny's nipples, "No questions, just a direct answer. Try again, Susan."

Susan smiled, "Now, do you require diapers?"

Destiny, knowing she only played in diapers answered simply, "Yes."

Susan continued, "Are you a bedwetter? Do you have daytime control? Explain!"

Destiny told them she did wet the bed, on purpose but she omitted that. She said she sometimes had a daytime accident, which she did when she wanted to. Ling asked if she went messy in her diapers. Destiny wrinkled her nose and shook her head no, she wasn't completely without control. The two lovers laughed at their little slave. They knew what she did not. They knew the truth and possibly more than she knew about herself.

Before the limo got off the interstate, they fitted a blindfold over Destiny's eyes. She was a little afraid now. Somehow, she thought this must all be an elaborate joke but nobody was laughing. A real sense of uneasiness started to come over her. She tensed up slightly.

Then, even though she could not see, she suspected they were binding her hands because each felt like they each took a hand and fitted it into something then straps were closed around her wrists. She started to resist but was met with a quick slap on the thigh.

Then she was pushed back into her seat by one of them pushing on her forehead. Something was passed behind her back and fastened around her waist. She did not hold that position long because then she was pushed face down into the floorboard. She immediately felt a sloshing in her over-used diaper!

Something was wrapped around her upper thighs and a tightness was felt in her crotch. The soaked diaper was forced to give up some of its contents as it squished out around her legs. Hopefully, the latex panties were holding it all in. At first she thought they were touching her but it didn't change for several minutes.

There was hushed chatter between Ling and Susan. Nothing she could understand. It almost sounded like French or something. How she wished she'd paid more attention in school.

Again she was hoisted back into her seat only this time she was in a very snug bucket seat. When she plopped back down the diaper felt as if it was just a soggy mush attached to her bottom. There was only the panties to keep her from leaking. What would they do if she did leak? She shuddered to think about the consequences.

The contour of the seat was like a racing seat, slightly reclined and big bolsters on the sides to keep her in place. She heard a click and felt something rest against her tummy. It was cool but that was all she could tell about it.

Then there was a bump in the whole car and Destiny could tell it was slowing down. She heard them giggle as the car stopped. Then it moved on again at a slow pace. Finally it stopped and the engine was shut off. A door opened and Destiny felt cool air lick at her body. The blindfold was removed and for the first time, she got a look at what had been done to her!

She had white webbed mittens on her hands. No use of her thumbs or fingers would be possible. They were locked on at the wrists with some sort of lock without any key or combination visible. Then she noticed the black leather belt around her waist dropped down and connected to the straps around her thighs. It was a diaper restraint harness, snug and secure. There was no way to remove the soaked diaper with it in place. If she even could without the use of her hands.

As Susan exited, Destiny then noticed she was in a large-sized baby seat. No wonder it felt snug. She'd been secured like a small child. Ling began unfastening the harness as Susan was heard to be clickety-clacking away down the cobblestone drive. When Ling had gotten Destiny out of the seat, Susan was back with a big stroller! Ling tugged at the leash to get Destiny in the direction of the stroller.

"What is that?" Destiny asked in disbelief.

"SILENCE!" said Susan in a stern voice as she whacked Destiny's bare thigh with a riding crop, "Remember? Never speak unless spoken to."

Destiny rubbed her thigh with her mittened hand. She couldn't feel a thing with her hand but it soothed her wounded flesh none the less, as a whelp appeared. Not wishing a repeat, she dutifully entered the stroller with Ling's help.

Her diaper was completely useless now and the panties were drooping with the excess fluid. It was like sitting in a pail of lukewarm water when she was seated in the stroller. Susan fastened her in and gave her a rather large baby bottle of something warm.

Destiny gave a test taste and decided it wasn't quite milk but it was bearable. It had sort of a mediciny aftertaste. It would have been better cold. She tried to grasp it with her mittened hands but it was all she could do to keep it from falling out of her useless hands.

"That had better be gone when we get you to the nursery," said Ling with a wry snicker.

"Yes, baby needs her nourishment," laughed Susan, "It has everything a growing baby girl needs."

They both cackled like a couple of school girls that just saw a boy naked. Destiny but her heart and soul into finishing the bottle. It must have been half a gallon from the weight of it. She was beginning to feel her bladder fill again. She was sure that even the pink panties couldn't hold it all forever.

They rolled her in through the garage, acrossed the jarring cobblestones, past several nice, expensive cars. Then they entered the house via a large hall. Destiny was wheeled past some exceptional and unique artwork before she was taken into a room. It was a large room and it was completely decked out in early dungeon nursery.

Her skin began to crawl with anxiety. There were all manner of things on the walls, on the ceiling and a very sinister looking crib. It was complete with straps, whips, tables and all manner of restraints! She'd dropped the bottle out of her mouth. Along the far wall were pictures of other adults in baby outfits, men and women in the thickest, puffiest diapers she'd ever imagined. None of them were smiling and most looked as if they were in pain. The one on the very end was obviously the sissy that she'd been traded for. Destiny was now very afraid and started to think about her chances for an escape.

Her bottom now felt very raw from the dampness she'd been sitting in for several hours. The women wheeled her to the large, padded table. She was helped up from the stroller and climbed onto the table. Susan pushed her legs apart to the corners and they were fastened there. Ling did likewise with her arms. There she was, spread eagle on the table, waiting for what would come next and she dreaded it.

She was blindfolded before anything else happened. Her sight was blacked out. Something was placed in her mouth, a pacifier maybe. Then it expanded and filled her mouth. She could not move her jaw and the object was quite solid. Something hit her tongue. It came from the plug in her mouth. The taste was mildly sweet and a bit thick. Destiny tried to plug the entry with her tongue but there were more holes. She swallowed the first of it. Her tummy was already overly full but she figured it was best to take it and try to please them.

Destiny could feel the harness around her thighs and waist being manipulated. Then she though it was removed. She hoped it was a prelude to getting dry, even if it was into another diaper. A motor began to whir and her legs were slowly lifted. Someone was removing her panties and diaper. Thankfully, it would be a relief to get out of the soaked diaper. She felt the coolness of fresh air and her flesh tingled. She was wiped clean and the smell of baby powder was in her nostrils. All the while she still she swallowed more of the fluid.

Her rear was lifted and she heard giggling, maybe from Susan. Something was rubbed all over her crotch, tummy, rear and legs. Then her rear was lowered again and it was, thankfully, onto a dry, soft surface. Then the coolness was gone and she was back to being flat on the table. The pants were coming back on now and she was unfastened from the table, still blindfolded and gagged. As she was stood up, she could feel her stomach sag. It felt quite uncomfortable.

Some other garment went on as she was brought back down to the floor. She was aware of something being pulled up her legs like stockings and something went around her waist but she didn't recognize the feeling. It felt sort of like plastic bags or something. Then her arms where threaded into a jacket only her arms stayed behind her back. Her fingers never exited the sleeves.

She was abrubptly pushed into a seated position, all the while whispers and giggles came from around her. Her hair was being touched or cut or something. When she could see again, it was Ling who pulled the blindfold off and removed the feeding gag. Ling and Susan both smiled with big grins. They were obviously happy about something. The walked Destiny to a mirror as best she could with the bulk between her legs.

There, she got the first look at herself. She was dressed in shiny pink latex stockings, held up by a pink latex garter over her very fully tummy. She was diapered, quite thickly in multiple layers of cloth. Her middle looked like a ball from her distended navel to mid thigh. The straps of the garter strained at the frilly latex panties she wore over the diapers. Her hair was in pigtails and her top was a babydoll with a big "Baby" embroidered in the chest. It barely covered her breasts. Her arms where laced behind her in latex bindings with her hands immobilized. Her jaw dropped to the ground.

Ling said first, "I think she likes it! This is going to be so much fun."

Susan agreed, "Yes, let's get her heels on so she can get the full effect."

Susan then slipped a pair of black stiletto heels onto Destiny's latex stockinged feet. They didn't fit and were quite tight. She winced a bit but bit back the urge to complain.

"What do you think, Destiny?" asked Ling.

Destiny spoke up, "WHAT! What have you done to me?"

Susan immediately smacked Destiny's heavily padded behind with a leather riding crop but she still felt it, "Answer the question!"

"Yes, Mistress," said Destiny hastily as she soaked her fresh diaper uncontrollably, "I'm not sure what I think yet."

"Oh, you'll have an opinion soon enough. All the formula you've consumed will help our little baby girl form quite an opinion, won't it, Susan?" said Ling, as she smiled.

"For the next few days, however long it takes," said Susan, "You'll be like this. You'll stay in this diaper, the very same diaper, until it has reached the saturation point. We need to know what level of maintenance you will require."

"Let's take her to the play room!" said Ling with a great smile of pearly white teeth.

Destiny wobbled the few steps to her stroller. Then they pushed Destiny back into the stroller and rolled her to another room. This one was full of large toys, both childrens and adult sized toys. Ling put a harness around her and then clipped her to a cable that ran from the ceiling. She pushed a button on a remote and Destiny was bouncing like a baby in a swing. The harness put a lot of pressure on her bladder and she flooded her diaper again. At least it felt like it. They took turns swinging her for the next few hours. Destiny grew sleepy at the rhythmic motion.

She awoke when they released her. Her arms where numb from being bound and she could not feel her fingers. She also had to pee yet again. The diaper absorbed it all. It should, it looked like a whole stack of bath towels were wrapped around her.

They wheeled her back to the nursery and said she was to take a nap. She was fitted with another feeding gag, red one, and she could see a large bag filled with a white milky fluid that said '2000ml nutrient' on the side connected with a tube to her gag. The flow was started and she soon tasted it again. She was guided to a large crib and rolled onto the mattress. She was left on her side and blindfolded again. Then the sound of metal on metal clanged as the top and side were fastened down.

She wondered what was happening to her. The two dommes laughed on the way out. She had no idea how long she lay there but eventually she fell asleep. She awoke several times but had no idea how long she'd been there. At least once she heard one of the dommes change the bag and more nutrient was given to her.

Each time Destiny awoke she wet again. She was always awakened with a pain in her bladder. She felt like she was wetting an enormous amount each time she released her urine. Still, it appeared the diapers held it all in though the diaper was clamy and clung to her body uncomfortably after her last wetting. She again drifted into the blackness that engulfed her senses.

This time she was awakened by sounds of the dommes talking. She was positioned on her knees and chest. She could feel a mild sensation on her rear through the thick diapers. They were also stroking her hair.

"She's so cute!" said Ling, "I can't believe it has been two days already and she's still not soaked this one through!"

Two days! She'd been like this for two days? It was all a blur. She could feel her tummy resting on the mattress. The gag was still feeding her the nutrients. Was that all she'd be given from now on?

She heard the sounds of the metal sides and top of the crib being lowered. She was wobbly as they stood her up but she managed. Her feet hurt terribly from the shoes she was still wearing for the last two days. Then the blindfold came off and the gag was removed. The light hurt her eyes and the muscles in her jaws were stiff. They also loosened the bindings on her arms and she felt the sting of blood rush back to her limbs. The very heavy diaper pull at her hips but was held in place by her garter belt.

They both felt her stomach, what was exposed of it. Ling patted her bottom and giggled. Susan squeezed her thickly diapered crotch. Destiny could barely feel it at all even though she was fairly sure it was completely wet and she was peeing yet again. They both hugged her in a Destiny sandwich. She was then walked over to another area. Her legs were stiff and unsteady in the high heels. At first she thought she was going to be sick. She was wrong. Her two days of nutrients had produced quite a bit of wetting. Only now it wasn't just wetting.

Destiny doubled over with a severe cramp and clutched at her stomach, "OH! It hurts!"

Ling stopped and pulled her face to look Destiny in the eye, "Never scream out in pain without a good reason or we will surely make your pain more apparent."

Susan added, "Poor thing must be cramping from the nutrients. It didn't do this to any of the others, did it? Oh well, you get to change her this time. You are so lucky!"

Again Destiny cramped only this time her stomach wasn't where it hurt. Her bowels gurgled and pleaded but she tried to hold back. Beads of sweat appeared on her forehead and her breathing grew shallower and quicker. It was no use, two days worth of forced feeding couldn't be held back forever. Her bottom opened up and expelled 48 hours worth of forced nutrient consumption. Her legs quivered with the attempts to stop it.

She couldn't believe it. It was futile and the lumps filled her already heavy and wet diapers. The relief was instant and almost pleasurable but it was short lived and overruled by the smell that assaulted her nose. For the first time in her adult life, she had soiled herself and felt great relief that it was finally over.

Ling spoke up, "Someone made a mess! And to think she denied being a pooper!" as she smacked Destiny's befouled rear.

Susan kissed Ling then Destiny, "Come here, you dirty little girl. Kneel here."

Destiny dropped to her knees in front of Ling, which caused the offensive smell to spread even more. Susan pulled Ling's kimono up to reveal her silky black garters. She continued by running a hand down Ling's thigh as she pulled the kimono above her crotch. Ling stroked Susan's hair and Susan brushed Ling's panties down. They were already wet from her obvious excitement. Susan then guided Destiny's head toward Ling's dampness.

"It is OK," said Susan, "Show Mistress Ling how happy you are to be wearing diapers for her, how much enjoyment you get from wetting helplessly for us. Show her how strongly you want that stinky bottom cleaned!"

Destiny could see the pores of Ling's skin. She could smell the acrid scent of her sex. Her nose touched Ling's bare pubic mound. Her skin tingled as she approached closer. Her lips quivered as Ling tilted her pelvis to contact Destiny's mouth.

"Destiny," Susan said, "This is something you have to do. You want it. You NEED to, it is what you live to do from now on."

Destiny closed her eyes and opened her mouth. She had her first ever taste of another woman. It surprised her but she continued to licked Ling's puffy slit slowly, methodically and deliberately.

Susan rubbed the back of Destiny's head and neck, "Suck on it. Make her feel like you would like it. Show her how to feel your pleasure. Make her enjoy it and you will be rewarded. Make her unable to live without your tongue lapping at her. Disappoint her and it will not be pleasant."

Destiny flicked her tongue gently around Ling's soaking lips. Her nose was damp from the juices. She sucked on Ling's clit. That drove her wild and she danced on Destiny's face. It drove her darting tongue deeper into the domme's opening. Destiny's whole face was covered now in Ling's love juices. Destiny found herself getting wet as well. It was making her hot. She thought about how she'd like to have the same thing performed on her.

Her mind raced and she imagined it was her being licked and sucked. She caught a gush of Ling's nectar square in her mouth. It surprised her but she kept sucking until she was exhausted. Destiny was completely oblivious to the wet and messy confines of her diaper. She felt something else, perhaps it was great satisfaction.

Destiny literally passed out at Ling's feet. She was out cold. Susan had to catch Ling and rest her on a chair. Susan then helped Destiny up. She came to with Susan locked to her lips. Susan licked Destiny's lips and stroked her hair.

"I just love the taste of Ling! You did well," Susan said, "Ling will change you shortly. I think you are going to like it here."

Destiny had not often been praised as a child and this was something new to her. She was also mildly aware of a coolness and a slight burning in her diaper area. She realized it was because she was being changed and she had diaper rash. Ling had her legs in the air and was rubbing something white all over her rear and crotch.

Ling smiled at Susan and then at Destiny, "Our little baby has a bad case of diaper rash. We mustn't let it get any worse!"

Destiny had no idea what the consequences of that statement would be but she would learn soon enough. Ling kept slipping a slick finger into Destiny's rear. She'd never let anyone in there, not even her one former boyfriend that insisted it would be fun. She just didn't derive pleasure from there. At least she never had tried.

Susan passed something to Ling that Destiny could not see. She felt another finger, or so she thought, enter her bottom. Only it felt like two fingers... or THREE! Now it felt even larger and she was sure it was some sort of plug. Ling pushed gently, easing it in and out a few times, penetrating deeper with each try. Destiny's eyes grew wider as it started to really feel as if she were stretching too far.

Susan noticed the look on her face, "Don't despare, little Destiny. This is just so you don't soil yourself for a while. Your nasty diaper rash needs a chance to heal. We'll take it out in a few days."

Sweat popped out on Destiny's forehead. She was breathing deeply, trying to accomodate the intent of her two dommes. Just when she felt it was about to cause her some real pain instead of just discomfort, the anal intruder passed the widest point and slipped effortlessly on into her rear passage. She sighed in relief. That only lasted for a moment. Susan then started pumping something and Destiny could feel the pressure build again.

At the very point it was almost uncomfortable, it stopped and Ling continued diapering her. She was again placed in a very large, thick set of diapers before finally being placed in very large ruffled plastic panties, pale blue ones this time. If she'd been at home she'd have enjoyed it more. As it was, she was not sure she'd ever get to go home again.

Destiny was still quite tired when she was wheeled in her stroller to her crib. The two ladies that kept her confined helped her into the crib and the top was locked down. She was too tired to fight and fell asleep almost as soon as her head hit the mattress.

When she awoke, it was still dark. She tried to sit up but couldn't. She was unable to move her arms very much. They appeared to be tethered. Her jaw was a little stiff. She now realized there was something in her mouth. Her bottom, now that she was fully awake, still had a mild sting. Every time she tried to move her legs, they too were tethered, the stinging in her rear shifted. As she blinked her eyes, she discovered that her eyes were covered.

How long she laid there, immobilized, she didn't know. She'd wet several more times though she hardly could have cared. She finally heard a sound. The door was opened and clicking steps could be heard.

"Time for breakfast!" said a voice she was sure was Susan.

Something tugged at her face from between her teeth. There was a muffled click and the taste of something sweet flowed into her mouth. She swallowed the fluid and thought it must be apple juice.

Then Ling's voice said with great enthusiasm, "Once that gallon is in her, she'll pee like a baby!"

Did she say a gallon? She couldn't drink a gallon of anything! OH MY!

Destiny drank for a very long time. She nodded off a few times only to be awakened by a very full mouth of juice or the sudden gush of pee into her diapers. With her severly limited movements, there was nothing to entertain herself with. She thought of her previous life, the things she'd done and things she may never get to do now.

Again she had no idea how long she'd been confined and forced to drink from the gag. She was certainly very wet was all she could tell. Her mind drifted quite a bit, probably much like a real baby would do.

This time when she awoke with the warm sensation of wetness spreading in her diaper, she discovered she was no longer spread out and strapped down. She was still blindfolded but her arms were free. Well, free is a bit much. She was in the fetal position and there was something slimy all over her body. She discovered she was naked except for her diaper. She also just realized her bottom no longer hurt. She couldn't feel the stinging any more! They must have drugged her and did this to her.

She pushed at her confines, unsure what was confining her here. It gave a little but was quite sturdy. At first she thought it was a sleeping bag but was not sure. She could turn a bit and it felt as if she were suspended. Destiny could feel no solid surface beneath her, which ever way that was. She was completely disoriented. She drifted off to sleep again because it was so warm and comfortable.

Suddenly, Destiny was startled from her sleep. Something was pushing her around in the bag. It was getting tighter around her and there was no place to go. Her feet were being crammed into her bottom and her knees were in her chest! She was frightened!

Then, there was a bright light and her head popped out of the bag. The air was cool and fresh with the scent of antiseptic. The pushing continued at her feet as the bag became smaller.

"LING!" yelled Susan, "I can see the head!"

The bright light hurt Destiny's eyes but she felt an elastic in the bag slide down her neck and get stuck on her shoulders. She wiggled but couldn't get free despite the regular squeezing of the bag at her feet.

Ling spoke, "It won't be long now. Our baby is nearly here!"

With that it dawned on Destiny what was happening. She was being 'born' from this simulated womb. They planned to raise her as a baby would be, from birth!

Susan gently caressed her head and helped her work free from the elastic around her neck. It slid past her shoulders and despite the light hurting her eyes, she could make out a large hanging bag that she was emerging from. The bag squeezed one more time and she was expelled onto a soft pallet of blankets. She just realized her diapers had slid off as she was forced out and she was completely naked, head to toe, covered in a slick substance. She, for the first time, felt very exposed at the hands of Ling and Susan!

Through her squinted eyes, she saw Ling rub her head and face to remove the sticky stuff on her. Susan did the same with her body. Destiny tried to put her hands up but they were weak. Her head felt funny when Ling rubbed it. OH MY! HER HAIR WAS GONE!

She didn't have time to ponder it because Susan lifted her legs high into the air and swatted her behind.

Destiny cried out in reflex, "OW!"

Ling saw that look and started explaining, "Hush, little baby. You are one day old today! Babies are born with very little hair, if any, and are completely helpless. This is what you are. Susan and I love you and will raise you as our very own little girl."

Susan's face popped into view. Ling placed a pacifier in her mouth and Susan diapered her. Destiny was stunned! She didn't even notice them wrapping her in blankets that confined her movements. She then lifted into a large bassinet and gently rocked to sleep.

Some time later she was awakened by Ling and Susan lifting her from the baby bed. Ling was placing her in Susan's lap as Susan lowered her top to reveal a nipple. She guided Destiny's lips to her nipple and Destiny natuarlly began to suckle. Indeed, she tasted milk! How could that be?

In any case she was unable to stop herself from sucking on the nipple offered her. She had not had anything since going into the birthing bag. How long ago was that? An hour, a day, she lost track of time. It was all a blur to her. Susan moved her to her other breast and she continued nursing like a starved newborn.

She caught snippets of Ling and Susan's conversation but she was unable to make any of it out. She wasn't sure but it sounded Asian, maybe Japanese or Chinese. She heard her name once but was unable to determine the context. Ling smiled when she said and Susan giggled, nearly pulling her nipple from Destiny's mouth.

When she grew tired, Susan transfered Destiny to Ling, who was seat beside her. Ling patted Destiny's back and bottom just like a baby. To Destiny's surprise she burped quite loudly.

"Look, Susan, our little girl burped for me!" said Ling.

Susan patted Destiny's smooth head and said, "She'll be needing a change shortly. Babies always wet right after feeding."

Destiny, without concious knowledge, felt a sudden warmness spread across her privates. Ling must have felt her stiffen a bit because she stopped patting Destiny's back and checked her diaper.

"Yes," Ling sighed, "baby is wet. Would you be a dear and setup the changing table for me?"

Susan nodded and prepared the table just out of sight from Destiny. They carried her to the table and unwrapped her. This time they did not strap her down or restrain her in any way. There was no need, she was a baby in every way except her size.

Susan removed her disposable diaper and cleaned her thoroughly before applying generous amounts of diaper cream to her entire diaper area, especially her sensitive folds. Then Ling placed layer upon layer of soft cotton diapers under her. To get the diapers pinned on her, they had to push her legs out quite far. Finally, Ling placed a pair of plastic panties on her feet and slid them up to her thighs. Susan lifted her up as they were slid over her quite large and fluffy diaper. They worked together to tuck the diaper in at the legs and waist before helping her into the stroller and back to her crib.

Once in the crib, they covered her in blankets but did not lock the lid. Ling kissed Susan and smiled at Destiny.

Susan said it first, "She so adorable. Thank you for getting rid of that awful sissy! We'll raise this one just like we want. I can't wait to take her out!"

The next morning, Ling woke Destiny up and spoke to her, "Today, your second day as our baby, will be a day to remember. We will introduce you to all of our friends!"

Destiny shook her head, "NO! You can't be serious!"

Susan's face now came into view, "Ling did not ask you a question! You have been warned. Now you will be punished!"

Susan stuffed a pacifier into Destiny's mouth and strapped it behind her head. Susan and Ling lifted her out of the crib and removed her clothes, all of them, even her wet diaper. She was still damp and the wetness cooled her delicate skin.

Ling sat in a chair and Susan removed Destiny's pacifier but not the strap around her head. Ling fastened Destiny's head to her garter belt. Her head was forced into Ling's crotch.

Susan spoke sternly, "You will receive five strokes from the crop for speaking without permission. If you satisfy Ling in the process, there will be no more. If Ling isn't happy with your performance, strokes will continue until she comes."

Susan did not hesitate, the first stroke landed before the words even sank in. She immediately landed another stroke. Destiny fought back tears and eagerly began stroking at Ling's crotch with her tongue. Another blow broke her concentration and she began to cry.

Ling spoke with disgust, "Such a poor performance. Give her five extra lashes for being a slow learner. She will not soon forget this experience!"

Destiny was now bawled into Ling's crotch and jumped with each strike of the crop. She lost count after six and tried to concentrate on making Ling orgasm but she was unable to take her mind off of her burning, stinging behind. Mercifully, she passed out.

Unaware of her surroundings, Destiny stirred awake to see Ling and Susan fondling each other. Susan noticed Destiny was awake and motioned Ling's gaze to the pitiful, naked baby.

Susan shook her head, "Destiny, you have disappointed us. You've wet yourself. We can't leave you out of diapers for any length of time! Your training will have to be even more thorough than we first thought. At the party tonight, you will be on your best behavior or your punishment this morning will seem like a day at Disney World!"

Destiny was painfully aware of her wetness. She was in a puddle of her own urine and her behind stang like a thousand bee stings. Once the ladies were satsified with each other, they turned their attention to their baby.

Ling gently and caringly applied soothingly cool cream to Destiny's raw and bleeding behind. Susan prepared fresh diapers and clothes. Then Ling placed something over Destiny's bare diaper area. Part of it wedged into her slit, another part tickled her clit and she jumped when something slim was slithered up her behind. The thing was then strapped around her thighs to hold it in place.

Ling held up what looked like a remote car door opener and said, "This is you. One button for pleasure and one button for pain."

She pushed the red button and Destiny felt a sharp, biting pain in her tenderest area. Then the green button was pushed and a pleasurable vibration was felt in her crotch. It stopped all too soon. She'd been deprived of most stimulation down there for too long.

Susan fitted a much larger apparatus into her mouth. A gag of some sort was fastened to her head. Susan then removed the center of the gag to reveal that her teeth and lips where held wide apart and outstretch but her tongue was not hindered. Susan replaced the center with a bulb that held her tongue down and attached an IV bag hung from a hook with more nutrient.

Ling thing placed the diapers under her, more than she'd imagined. The first three were pinned on as a set. Another, larger three where pinned on over them and then an additional two very large diapers were pinned on as well. An incredibly small pair of latex panties were being stretched over the whole affair. Ling worked on it for some time, even had Susan help in several places before the whole thing was on over the diapers. It was very tight.

Then Ling snapped on a pair of very frilly pink ruffled vinyl panties to cover the whole thing. A too short frilly pink vinyl top was fastened on her as well. Her hands were then bound into balls around tennis ball-sized objects before being fastened into pink vinyl mits that locked around the wrist.

When Destiny was sat up, she remembered the beating her bottom had taken earlier and also of the things placed on her tender nether regions. A vinyl bonnet was placed over her now smooth head. She was getting quite warm in all the vinyl and could barely balance with the pain and size of her diapered rear.

"Off to the party!" said Ling.

Susan looked at Destiny and said, "OH! One more touch. She needs a cute little choker around her neck, something to fasten her hands to."

Susan produced a rather delicate looking pink plastic dog collar with pretty antique lace around it. She clasped it around Destiny's neck and clipped her hands to the collar with short pieces of pink plastic coated steel cables. Now she could not get her hands down below her shoulders but could still hold the over grown baby bottle that Ling handed her.

"If you know what's in your best interest," Ling confided, "You'll have the whole thing gone before the party is over tonight."

Ling removed the center plug from Destiny's mouth, which left the outer ring to hold her jaws apart. The nipple of the bottle was just perfectly sized to allow her to seal it and suck liquid from the bottle though it was not easy. She also managed to suck some air as well.

When Destiny was placed in the stroller, it was again quite apparent she would not soon forget the torment she had suffered at the wrong end of the crop. She would desperately try to avoid that in the future.

Susan then fitted her with a pair of pink vinyl baby booties to finish off the complete look of the outfit. Then Ling wheeled Destiny down the hall and into the entry foyer. There she saw a formal butler and a pair of very formal looking maids. The butler bowed and the maids curtsied.

"Adams, so good of you to come on such short notice," said Susan.

"Good evening, Mistress Ling, Mistress Susan," said the butler, "We are always honored to serve at your gatherings. The girls love any opportunity to go out in public and be dutiful servants."

Susan looked at the two women with bowed heads and averted eyes, "Have we seen these two before, Adams?"

"No, My Lady," said Adams, "The red head is Scarlet and the dusty brunette is Cinamon. Two lovely ladies I've trained for some time. I assure you they will be perfect this evening."

Ling looked over Scarlet from head to toe. Her black and white French maid outfit was of shiny rubber and very snug about the waist and chest. Her cleavage was small but well defined. Her fiery red hair pulled back into a pony tail the fell through the back of little maid's hat. Her black shiny skirt was short and revealed her glossy black garters with just the slightest movement. The stockings were solid amber latex and were complimented with very high heeled boots just above the calf. Even with a six inch heel she was still less than Ling's stature. Her makeup was quite plain and understated, definitely to keep her in the background rather than something to attract attention.

Then Ling inspected Cinnamon's attire. She, too, wore the traditional black and white French maid outfit of the same material but her shorter hair was tucked up in a bun under her hat. Her breasts were much larger and noticeably heaved in her tight top as she breathed. She was much more shapely than the pixieish Scarlet. She also obviously wore a elegantly exposed full lenght corset. Her waist was pinched down to an even smaller size than the red heads. The garters were covered by the skirt, but again, just barely. Her high heels weren't quite as tall but she was none the less, wearing a four inch heel. Her makeup, a bit bolder, was also understated and meant to blend rather than attract.

"They appear adequate, Adams," said Ling, "They are aware of the rules?"

"If I may, My Lady," Adams said with a whirl of his hand, "See for yourself."

The two maids, as if choreographed, turned to there right and held a very low curtsy. Their ruffled behinds were in full view. Black rubber panties with white ruffles to match the rest of their outfits. Then it dawned on Destiny what she was seeing. The maids were heavily diapered and the panties where quite puffy. Not as full as her own but definitely adequate for an evening of no potty breaks.

Susan, smiling, said, "And they know not to speak even if directly questioned?"

"Yes, Mistress, they cannot speak. Not even if they wanted to," beamed Adams, "They have their back teeth wired shut. They can smile but not open their mouths. It is especially important for Cinnamon. She likes to have someone in her mouth, isn't that right?"

Cinnamon, now quite red in the face, smiled an embarrassed pearly white toothed smile. Scarlet formed a grin that soon turned to equal humiliation.

"Scarlet, on the other hand," announced Adams, "would still be diapered. She becomes excited and can't hold her water."

"Good. Then have them take their places, guest will arrive within the half hour," said Susan, "They may be called upon to tend to little Destiny but they should, under no circumstances, change her diapers."

It seemed like forever that Destiny sat in the stroller before anyone else actually arrived and she dreaded it. The doorbell rang and her heart raced and her water flowed. The first to arrive was an elderly gentleman with a very petite lady dressed as a Catholic school girl. She was obviously older than that but the image was convincing.

More people came and most stopped to admire Ling and Susan's latest acquisition. Through bits and pieces, it was learned that Ling and Susan were quite active in the training and exchange of submissives. Apparently, they had trained many of the submissives accompanying the people here tonight.

Then Destiny's jaw dropped, figuratively since she couldn't open it any wider with the gag in place. It was Agnes, the lady that had sold her into slavery! Trailing along behind her was the sissy she had gotten in exchange for Destiny. He appeared miserable in shoes that twisted his feet inwards and made his knees touch despite the rather thick diaper he wore.

"Well, if it isn't my best customer, Destiny!" said Agnes, "Don't you look delicious!"

Destiny wanted to spit in her face, slap her and curse her but it was not possible with her current confinement. To her shock pleasure sensations rolled over her body. The little devil in her diapers slowly vibrated in a most pleasing way. Her head swayed, her eyes fluttered and her bladder emptied easily.

Agnes laughed heartily, "I love those things. Watch mine!"

With that Agnes thumbed the remote she produced from a chain that hung between her breasts. The male sissy with her stood rigid and quivered, jaws clenched in obvious pain for at least five seconds.

"Interesting response," said Ling, "What is it attached to and where?"

Agnes giggled, "There's a steel ring on a plug at the base of his poop chute and a rod snaked down his pisser. I just tasered his privates! Plus he has to keep constant pressure on her rear. If that ring loses pressure, a switch in it will expand the plug to the size of a grapefruit where ever it happens to be. He's a bit twitchy."

Susan and Ling laughed along with Agnes. The poor fellow, he had to be in some serious pain. It almost made Destiny forget about her own predicament, which seemed mild by comparison.

Destiny looked around as she sucked on the bottle, the maids circulated with drinks and hors d'oeuvres while Adams greeted guests. Destiny was shocked at the people that appeared at the door but everyone else seemed to know old friends. Again Destiny wet with great relief.

Finally, Adams announced that dinner was served and the guests migrated toward the large dining hall. The maids served drinks and salads as Adams provided wine and other spirits.

Ling, at the head of the table with Susan, looked at Destiny and said softly, "How's your behind? If you want it to heal, you'd better be finishing that bottle."

Occassionally, one of the maids would look into Destiny's eyes and force a smile. They'd fluff her outfit, hold her bottle or pat her bonnetted head and proceed with their task. She wasn't so sure they were as eager to serve as Adams had indicated.

After dinner, Susan whispered to Adams. He smiled and was gone. Susan whispered to Ling for a half of a minute, after which both of giggled. She tapped her glass with a spoon.

"Ladies, Gentlemen and other assorted submissives," said Ling, "We have a special treat this evening. Our dear friend, Tara, has brought a whipping boy with her. For a small donation to our favorite charity, the American Incontinence Society, you may flog her whipping boy with any number of premium instruments. I'm taking the first one!"

Ling turned to kiss Susan who said, "Happy birthday, Ling, I know you'll enjoy it!"

Ling stepped up to the whipping post as Adams fastened the well built young man to the ring. He still wore a very puffy diaper and plastic pants. Adams pulled down the baby blue plastic pants and unpinned one side of the diaper to allow it to fall to the floor. His behind was plainly in view for all to see. It was obvious this was not his first time on a whipping post. Destiny felt so sorry for him.

Ling selected for her instrument a riding crop, obviously her favorite. She administered five brutal blows to his buttocks and upper thighs. Each time he was struck, he thanked her and asked for another. The crowd roared with each blow. Destiny gringed, having been the victim of the same savage treatment mere hours ago.

Twice through out the evening the young man passed out and Adams revived him with smelling salts. His behind looked like raw meat in a butcher's window. By the end of the night Tara announced they'd raised over $100,000 dollars to buy adult diapers for incontinent people.

After all the guests had left and everyone had patted Destiny's cheek or rubbed her bald, bonnetted head, only Adams and the maids remained to clean up. It now became apparent to Destiny that the maids had some sort of hand communications. She'd noticed them looking at each other and making signs. Whatever they said, it was efficient. A few hand signals and they each began the task of cleaning up. Adams sat with Ling and Susan and discussed the evening.

"Adams, next time you must attend as a guest," said Susan, "We just didn't have time enough to get anyone else on such short notice."

Adams nodded, "It is perfectly understandable. I was happy to serve my two favorite ladies yet again. I've learned so much and owe such a debt that I can never repay. I could never have been able to deal with Scarlet and Cinnamon without the skills I've learned at your hands."

"How are the girls?" asked Susan, "They did an excellent job this evening."

Adams spoke up, "Scarlet, Cinnamon, status!"

The two submissive maids stopped what they were doing and came to Adams and turned their backs to him before lifting the back of their frilly skirts. Adams squeezed each girls rear and then inserted a finger into the inside leg elastic before sending them back to work.

"Well?" questioned Ling.

"Cinnamon is damp but as expected, far from soaked," explained Adams, "But Scarlet is quite soaked. Nothing to worry about though. She's good for another few hours of what I have in mind when we return home."

"You do an excellent job, Adams," complimented Susan, "How did you come by these two?"

Adams chuckled, "Believe it or not, they were lovers that wanted mutual training. Couldn't you tell? Cinnamon is male! He's the absolute perfect sissy maid."

Ling and Susan did a double take. They looked for any tell-tale sign of his gender and it all added up now. The frilly, lace trimmed choker concealed a slight adam's apple and the corset corrected an unfeminine waist and gave the illusion of large breasts. Everything else was well concealed. Cinnamon must have guessed the topic because he or she blushed but continued the work. Adams laughed heartily, "She must be good if you two didn't catch it!"

"Bravo!" said Ling, "Bravo indeed!"

The maids completed the clean up shortly afterwards and Adams kissed Ling's and then Susan's hand before ushering the maids to follow him. Susan handed Adams a stack of bills, they looked like $100. Adams gratiously accepted and bid them good night.

When they were gone, Ling looked at Susan and said, "Is the bottle empty?"

It surprised Destiny and not even she was sure. She was very wet, though. Susan took the bottle and smiled. It was. Her tummy rumbled from all the liquid and air she'd gulped. She was very uncomfortable and tried to shift in the stroller but could not find a comfortable position. As they were rolling her back to her crib, a terrible pain struck her abdomen. It happened again before she reached the crib. As she was lifted into the crib, she passed gas in an overly long and loud fashion. She did feel much better though.

"Somebody has problems sucking too much air," said Susan as she wiggled Destiny's nose.

Ling took Destiny's bonnet off to reveal her very sweaty head. Her booties and mitts where left on and her choker remained as well. Ling and Susan kissed her good night. The top of the crib was closed, locked and the lights turned off. She drifted off to sleep.

After two days in the same diaper, Destiny was aware of how much the diaper was anchoring her to the floor. Ling and Susan were serious about leaving her in diapers for very long times. She was always given a good long bath after each time her diapers were changed but it really was hard to stay in one diaper for her marathon diaperings.

One morning after Destiny had nearly forgotten her former life, Ling and Susan entered singing happy birthday. Had it been a full year? Was it her birthday? She had no idea. She was only sure of one thing, she was just wet.

Ling spoke to answer the mystery, "You are 2 years old today! You are now a toddler!"

Susan kissed Ling and then Destiny, "She so cute, her hair is so thick and beautiful."

That's it, Destiny's hair was about three inches long. That means she'd been there maybe six months. She hadn't lost all of her mental faculties. It seemed like forever ago that she worked in an office and paid bills. She'd endured so many diapers, she wasn't even sure she could walk any more.

"Today we take our baby to the mall!" said Ling.

Susan put Destiny's very short hair into curls. Ling got a very cute little dress out of the closet and hung it on the hook.

Once Susan finished laying out the clothes, she sat down and pulled her skirt back. Destiny knew this as the sign to crawl between her legs and pleasure her. She had give each of the mistresses multiple orgasms every single day she'd been with them since the dinner party. She herself had been denied all but the most basic of stimulation and no orgasms herself. She was highly frustrated from the experience. A close shave was as close as she got to experiencing a fulfilling release.

In the six months since she'd come to live with the mistresses, she had not eaten solid food at all. They had it well planned on how her bowels were timed. Once every four days they sat her on the potty and she'd not had a dirty diaper since her first one.

She stood up with Ling's help but was unsteady with the weight behind her in the soaked diaper. She wobbled unsteadily on her seldom used legs.

"Susan, she can't stand!" said Ling.

Susan opened the cabinet and pulled out some sort of medival torture devices. They were very heavy, very stiff, very old braces.

Destiny looked at them and shook her head, "NO! I can't wear that!"

Susan smacked her leg with her bare hand and Ling squeezed something into Destiny's mouth and rubbed it around. It tasted sweet and made her tongue tingle.

"There, that'll keep her quiet," said Ling, "She'll have dentist mouth for the next two hours."

Punishments, she'd had so many since her first good ass-beating. She remembered them every single one. She'd been violated in every possible orifice by both of them in any possible way. Hot peppers on her rosebud was one of the worst. It burned for days. Once they gave her something that made her bladder spasm. That was awful. Pain then wetness in endless cycles for a full day. She shuddered and squirted a little more into her 75% full diapers.

She did not fight them as they fastened her legs into the braces. They were heavy and hard to move. The rest of it was fitted under her arms and around her waist before being attached together. The last part was strapped around her neck and kept her head faced ahead and up.

She was three days into a four day diaper with a very heavy bottom currently. The two dommes dressed her in the bright dress. Her shoes were shiny patent leather.

This time they sat her into a childish looking wheel chair and fastened her hands to the sides. They wheeled her to the garage and she was loaded onto a handicapped van for the trip to the mall.

Susan drove while Ling stayed with her in the back. They parked in a handicapped spot and strolled into the mall with a terrified Destiny wildly looking around, praying she didn't see anyone she knew, or maybe used to know.

Ling and Susan strolled along together. It was obvious that many people, not just men, where staring at them, all of them. Ling in her signature kimono and Susan in flowing white dreamy dress. Susan stopped several times to wipe slobber from Destiny's paralyzed mouth.

They stopped in several stores and rolled Destiny into changing rooms to try on childish clothing. None of it was flattering for a young lady. Her very diapered, very full rear was always prominent. After an hour of this, they took Destiny to Chuck E Cheese for a little birthday party. They had passed her off as a physically challenged child. The other children stared at her. Funny, she even thought of herself as a child now.

One little boy of about four came up to Susan and asked, "What's wrong with her?"

Susan smiled and explained, "She's very ill. Her muscles don't work very well."

"Is she wearing a DIAPER?" asked the little boy.

"Yes, she can't control her pottying," said Susan somberly.

The little boy ran off and yelled, to Destiny's utter despair, "Mommy! That big girl still wears DIAPERS!"