Streaming Choices

[LaFleurSauvage]

"I made this choice," Sarah told herself, unaware of what the result of the choice was, or the growing dark patches on her jeans, which were expanding to her legs, and into a puddle on the bed she always sat on while streaming and making videos. She looked to the left, out of the frame of the stream she was in the middle of filming. The brunette nods slightly, then looks down at her lap and gasps, "I wet myself..." she says, before ending the stream.

 

-Four Weeks Later-

 

Kirsten was finishing the second of two braids in her red hair, the first step of taming her unruly curly hair before she coiled it into a bun. It was a long process, but one in which she was very familiar with. It was an auto-pilot thing for her, and as was the norm, she had a stream on while shy did it. The girl liked to watch weird videos, the kind of things that you had to go to porn hub and such to see because YouTube would never let them stay up. Recently, she had come across a channel called "Sarah Says," in which she would dare a guest each week, normally another content creator from PornHub but sometimes patreon funders, to do silly things like dance around naked, play with toys, and other activities that landed this channel square in the porn categories. It wasn't always sexy, but it was always funny. The video streaming now was of a red headed girl, and Kirsten loved red heads, who was tickling her shaved vagina with a feather, with the challenge being that every time she reacting to the tickling in anyway, she had to take a shot.

The red headed nude girl was well into her fifth shot. After her sixth shot, she just dropped the feather and started to rub herself which is when Sarah turned the camera and said, "Well that about does it for now, subscribe to my Patreon to see the climactic conclusion," then the end title card came up.

Kirsten sighed, and wished she could afford to subscribe to something like that, she would of loved to watch that cute red head bring herself to the climactic conclusion. She was about to turn off the auto-play, but then caught the title of the next video, "Sarah gets Hypnotized."

The video started as the frame focused in on Sarah, "Alright boys and girls. Tonight, I accepted a dare for a change, and that is to be hypnotized! I have a professional hypnotist, who asked to stay off frame, to do the deed, and then one lucky patreon backer, who is already on Skype with me, will get to give me a single command. Lets do this..."

Kirsten didn't have the time to watch the whole video, and so instead just skipped to the end, and started to crack up as she saw Sarah start to pee herself. She figured she would have to watch the rest of the video later to see if it was real, or just an act, for now, she just finished up her hair, and stood up, looking in her mirror. The black dress she was wearing fit well, her red tights a flash of color, and then back to shiny black heels. With a smile on her face, Kirsten grabbed the violin case, and began her trip to the concert hall.

 

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It had been a long night, a final rehearsal, and then the annual Christmas performance. At least it was over, Kirsten thought to herself, as the dress dropped to the floor, barely after she had closed her apartment door. Of course it meant that on Monday, they would start to work on the next show, but none of them were as big as the one they just completed, so at least there was that. The first stop she made was to the bathroom, where she carefully removed all of the makeup she had so carefully watched by applied by the symphony's make up girl. "The joy of being a first chair soloist," she said to herself, using the mineral rub to carefully get the eye make up off. Occasionally she looked up at the mirror, taking a brief break in the face removal routine, and sighed, "Men don't have to do half this crap," she said, looking at the shaping body suit, the lifting bra, and her red tights. She was thankful for the gusset in the tights and body suit, but still all of this made being a girl very difficult in her line of work. She finished the reverie with the same sigh she started it with, and continued to scrub her face, and once completed, she began to peel off her second skin, letting her body return to its natural shape.

This was her favorite part of undressing, the deep breath as she stood in the middle of her bathroom completely nude.As soon as the breath was complete, she looked again in the mirror, her face covered in freckles, the mask hiding them long gone, "There you are Kirsten, was wondering where you had been hiding!" She locked her gaze with her own reflected green eyes, then grabbed her robe, and made her way to her bed room. 

Her rather austere bedroom. The furniture consisted of a twin sized bed, with one of those old brass looking bed frames so popular in the 80's, a stack of milk crates serving as an end table, and a closet filled with mostly jeans, t-shirts, and a few black dresses of varying length. A small vanity, and floor length mirror are all the other pieces of furniture in this room. The view out the window was great though. A nice panoramic view of Denver and the mountains beyond. The view made the high rent worth it. 

Kirsten walked over to the closet, opening a drawer and pulling out a pair of fleece pj pants, and a long sleeve thermal night shirt. The bad part about living in Denver in the winter. It is always cold. At least she could buy cute winter pajamas though. A few moments later, she was curled up in a bed, and watching Sarah's hypnotism video, falling asleep long before it was over.

 

 

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Kirsten did not wake up to her alarm clock like normal. It was still dark outside. Of course, after knocking out the alarm and sun as the reason she woke up, the only other thing she could think of is maybe she had wet the bed. Once that thought entered her head she suddenly became aware of her wet pajama bottoms, that her night shirt was damp, and that she was laying on a damp mattress. "I wet the bed," she said to herself, and then like a reflex she asked herself, "Why did I not have my diaper on?"

 

[diaperguy85]

hmm.... sounds interesting. i'd love to see where this one goes. keep it up! good start!

[kirababy]

I only wish hypnosis worked that well in reality!!!

[Tld17]

This has great potential 

[LaFleurSauvage]

6 hours ago, kirababy said:

I only wish hypnosis worked that well in reality!!!

It doesn't in her world either.... -wink-

[diaperguy85]

5 hours ago, LaFleurSauvage said:

It doesn't in her world either.... -wink-

oooo... intriguing!

[littleTomás]

Very interesting start! I can’t wait for more.

[Sarah Penguin]

[LaFleurSauvage]

"Explain to me what happened?" the doctor asked, never looking up from her clipboard. She wore the typical white lab coat you'd expect, over pink scrubs, her blonde hair pulled back into one of those neat and tucked away ponytails that are meant to "look" messy, with a pair of black no slip shoes to complete the look. Kirsten was glad the doctor was no big on eye contact, she was after all sitting there in a hospital gown and a wet diaper. 'At least it wasn't messy too...' she reassured herself.

"Three weeks ago, I woke up to a wet bed... what was weird was I thought I should expect it, and was surprised that I... umm... wasn't wearing a diaper...." Kirsten answered, "I just thought it was a bad dream, but nope. As I was getting ready for work the next morning, I peed myself again. There was nothing I could do to stop it... and right as I finished, I again thought to myself, 'where was my diaper.'" Kirsten paused, looking down, then continued, "When I pooped my pants an hour later, on the bus, on the way to work... I decided to make this appointment, and get some diapers."

At the last line, the doctor finally looked up, "So you have lost control of everything?" she asked Kirsten, who in turn just nodded slowly along. The doctor flipped through the charts on the clipboard, "So your bloodwork is fine, pressure, weight..." she reviewed out loud as she scooted her stool closer to Kirsten, "Let me give you a quick examine, then I am going to schedule for an MRI and Catscan," the doctor rattled on as she quickly motioned for Kirsten to lose the gown. She paused for a moment, then asked, "Where are these welts coming from?" she asked, touching the flesh around one of man long bright red lines on Kirsten's abdomen, chest, arms, and even her back.

"I don't know, I woke up with them, but they seem to be going away," Kirsten responded, "Do you think they are related? I just assumed they were a rash or something."

The doctor nodded, then realizing what she was doing, quickly shook her head, "I don't know, might be. Lets keep an eye on those, ok?" She paused again as she looked at her chart, "Do you know how to collect a urine sample with a collection diaper?" the doctor resumed.

"No?" Kirsten responded.

"I didn't think so, the tech downstairs will explain it. The nurse will set you up for your imaging appointments, and we will get you looked at, I don't think anything is physically wrong with your bladder or anything like that. I am worried that there may be something impacting your nervous system, so lets eliminate that problem before we proceed, ok?"

Kirsten nodded, she hadn't even thought of something like that until now. "Thank you doctor..."

"I hope your day gets better," the doctor said, smelling what was happening before Kirsten even realized something was off. Kirsten just looked down as the door slowly closed, letting her body finish its business. She couldn't even tell if it was getting better or worse, or if just the frequency of occurrences was beginning to make the problems routine for her. Once everything was finished, the women opened up her backpack, and took out all the stuff she would need to change her diaper.

 

 

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Two thousand dollars in co-pays later, Kirsten stood there looking at a letter that claimed that the scans, the cameras they stuck up her hoo ha and bum, the blood and urine tests, all of it, came back as not only fine, but exceptionally healthy. She wasn't even diabetic anymore, and in fact had borderline low blood sugar levels as a result of treated her disease when it had apparently vanished. Kirsten was baffled, as much as her medical team was. Whats more, her OBGYN had asked Kirsten when she had the baby, a baby Kirsten never had, but apparently her body showed signs of having delivered a child. It was all overwhelming, so much so that it in a weird way distracted from the diapers she was now living in.

She had been using cheap store bought ones, but one of the nurses during one of her scans had noticed, and referred Kirsten to a medical supply website that offered far better choices and levels of protection. Kirsten didn't want to admit that she needed better diapers than the ones she was already wearing, but she was getting tired of the wet half moons she seemed to leave everywhere, and as the first sign she had wet herself was normally the pee squeezing out of the diaper when she sat down, the switch to better diapers was probably the best call. That of course led her down a rabbit hole, and when she stumbled across the rearz website, while searching for cheaper north shores, it felt as if she was compelled to get the more child like diapers.

She thought she had avoided the compulsion, but when the package had arrived, she only had the princess diapers, and a few plain white ones. Which is why she was standing in her kitchen, the pink waistline of the diaper playing peak-a-boo from her pants, their swollen form offering a slight hint of shape on the otherwise loose fitting pants. Kirsten just kept rereading the last line over and over, "At this point, their is nothing medically wrong with you, we have no treatment plan moving forward. Would you like a prescription for your diapers, or to discuss catheters?" 

"This is my new normal," Kirsten said in a resigned voice.

[diaperguy85]

hmm..... the plot thickens..!

[kirababy]

very interesting development.  She sure seems to be calm about it though.

[Sarah Penguin]

[diaperguy85]

:bump: anything more? i must know where this goes! 

[diaprbayb]

[bowlergal31]

Can’t wait for more!!!