"Granted: What if your Dreams Came True?" (Getting to the Good Stuff)

[mahleedl]

I am so dying to read another page, or preferably pages! … ?  Erghhhh!!!  /BitesFingernails

 

[Sarah_Hillcrest]

Sorry for the long delay.  After the holidays I began to feel negative about ABDL.  I would imagine that this happens to others as well from time to time.  Today is my first diaper in at least 2 weeks, and last time I emptied my diaper pail there was only 2 in it.  I've been feeling bad about the delay on the story, especially since I've got many pages written, so I'm going to post several today.

These next several pages are sexually explicit.

 

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x73daddy:  Go, get a diaper and put it on and I’ll explain some things to you.
Lil_wet_one: OK

Dakota felt her heart race, she ran to her closet and dug out the plastic trash bag and found a Unicorn diaper.  She felt tingles down below and bit her lip, and took it back to the couch and laptop.

x73daddy: Cute, good choice, now put in on.
An anonymous user entered the chat.  
x73daddy: Click my name and enter a private chat with me.

Dakota did which would prevent other users from joining the chat and then stepped out of her cameras view.  She slid her pajama bottoms down along with her disposable panty.  She taped on the diaper with practiced ease then posed for the camera. 

x73daddy:  OK, hot, now can you wet it for me?
Lil_wet_one:  No, 
x73daddy:  Do you have a bottle?
Lil_wet_one:  Yes
x73daddy:  go get your bottle and suck on it.  

Dakota ran back to her trash bag and dug around for a baby bottle then filled it with milk. 

x73daddy: good girl, now suckle down and Daddys going to teach you some things. Rule 1:  Nothing is free, don’t do anything until you are tipped.  These people will take advantage of you.  One token is 5 cents, so like flashing your tits should at least be like 25 tokens.  Showing your diaper maybe 25.  Go look at some other models' profiles and look at their tip list.  Rule 2:  You’re probably going to be recorded, so keep that in mind.  Rule 3:  Never, ever reveal anything personal. Rule 4:  Never take any shit from anyone, if they treat you in a way you don’t like, block them and report them.

Lil_wet_one:  Wow thank you for this information.
x73daddy:  No problem, you also need to get some better lights, the brighter the better.  If you invest in your background you’ll get more people in your chat.  Now, unmute your mic.

“OK, I’m unmuted,” Dakota said, taking the bottle from her mouth for the first time.

x73Daddy has unmuted their mic

“Good girl, if someone pays you for a private chat then they might want to voice chat, but you don’t have too.  Now say, ‘Thank you Daddy.’”.

“Rule number one 1,” Dakota said.  

 

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“OK you’re learning,” x73 replied.

X73daddy has tipped you 50 tokens.

“Thank you Daddy,” Dakota said and felt herself drip.  

“Can you wet for Daddy yet?”  

“Maybe I can Daddy,” Dakota replied.

x73daddy has tipped you 50 tokens

Dakota brought the front of her diaper close to the webcam and pee’d a small yellow stain appeared on the front.

“Very good girl, do you have a paci,” x73 asked.

“I might,” Dakota replied.

X73daddy:has tipped you 50 tokens

Dakota quickly found her pacifier in the trashbag and returned to the couch.  

“Good girl, I want to see you suck it,” Dakota got close to the camera and began to suckle the pacifier slowly drawing it in and out of her mouth.  “Good girl, now pull it out slow and let the drool run down your check.

X73daddy has tipped you  50 tokens.

Dakota did and felt herself burning with passion, one of her hands drifted down to the front of her diaper and began to rub.  Dakota saw the blank image where x73daddy’s video feed was flicker to life and revealed a close up of a big hairy cock shinny with lube.  His hand was slowly running up and down and the shaft.   “Do you like Daddy’s cock?”  

“Yes Daddy,” Dakota said without thinking.  Just like a month ago with Tim she was in total submissive headspace.  

x73Daddy has tipped you 100 tokens.

“Keep your eyes on my cock, and rub yourself off.  Suck on your paci and pretend your sucking me off.”

“Yes Daddy,” Dakota said and slid back on the couch, her hand was in her diaper now.  She began to rub and felt electric, so much stronger than any time before.  She closed her eyes.
 

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“Keep those eyes open babygirl, focus on the cock,” x73 said.  Daktota did so and found herself feeling even more aroused.  She didn’t have to fake it, soon she was moaning and her hand was moving faster.  The cock on the screen was being stroked faster as well.  “Come for Daddy! Oh,,” the voice said and the Cock erupted with a big spurt.

“Ahhhhh, Ohhh God fuck!” Dakota screamed as she came and felt her whole body tremor, she watched as the hand continued to furiously pump out smaller spurts of semen and then let it drip off his fingers.  A few seconds later the camera went off.

“Good job, you have a bright future in camming,” x73 said.

 

Monday, June 17th, 2013

Dakota turned away from her computer and  checked her phone, at first she didn’t recognize the name, then realized it was her brother.  “Hello Chris,” Dakota said.

“Dakota?”

“Yeah its me, I know I sound different,” Dakota said.

“Can you please talk like normal?” Chris asked.

“This is normal.”

“No it’s not, nothing is normal about this, how in the world.  What were you thinking?”  Chis asked.

“So how is seminary going?”  Dakota asked.

“Don’t change the subject, do you realize what you’ve done to Mom and Dad?” Chris asked.

“I haven’t done anything to Mom and Dad,” Dakota said.

“You're so selfish you can’t see how your actions affect others, Dad is so humiliated that he’s pretending that you don’t exist.  When I went home the other day several people asked me if I’d seen you, I didn’t even know what they were talking about.”  

“How did anyone know, I live an hour away and I’ve only been home once?” Dakota asked.

“Mom asked the prayer circle to pray for you to come to your senses, she is so worried about you man, you’ve got to stop this.  Don’t you know what happens to trannys?”

“I’m not a Tranny,” Dakota said in an icy cold voice.
 

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“I’m trying to help you!  Listen, come stay with me in my apartment, there’s a running club here, and a gym.  I’ll disconnect the internet, keep away from the freaks online, you can be you again.”

Dakota began to sob, she couldn’t believe it but she wanted that, in that moment she would have given anything to be normal again.  “You don’t understand, I can’t…  I would if I could, but I can’t.”

“What do you mean?” Chris asked.

“I can’t go back, I would if I could, but I can’t.  If I put on my old clothes I look like a girl in boys clothes.  I can’t pass as a boy anymore, I can’t even sound like a boy anymore.” 

“You just haven’t tried,” Chris said.

“You don’t understand, I’ve changed.”

“Please tell me you still have a dick,” Chris said.

“I… Fuck you!  why would you even ask that?” 

“So my brother is dead?” Chris asked.

“But you have a sister,” Dakota said.

“I’m sorry Dakota, but I don’t have a sister,” Chris said with a hard voice and the phone went dead.  Dakota sobbed.  After being unable to find sleep for several hours Dakota drove to a nearby liquor store and bought a bottle of vodka.

 

Wednesday June 19th, 2013

Dakota woke up with a hangover, and a wet bed, she was sore everywhere, but worse her vagina felt like it had split open.  She sat up in bed and her vision came into focus.  Her nightstand had an unfamiliar object on it, a dildo, she didn’t own a dildo?  There was also an empty bottle of vodka and several baby bottles. She looked down at her onesie, a pacifier was clipped on it and it was stained wet, she smelt like stale pee.  She saw that she’d changed a wet diaper and left it rolled up on the floor by her bed.   A few moments later the memories started flooding back.  

She’d drank an entire bottle of vodka Monday night, staying up until 3AM .  The Vodka was a bad idea.  After a few drinks she’d called her Mom and cussed her out for the whole prayer circle thing.  Then after a few more drinks she spent the night camming, clearing nearly 50 bucks, but one guy said he’d give her 1000 coins if she bought a dildo.  
 

[Sarah Penguin]

[YourFNF]

14 hours ago, Sarah_Hillcrest said:

“I’m sorry Dakota, but I don’t have a sister,” Chris said with a hard voice and the phone went dead.  Dakota sobbed.  After being unable to find sleep for several hours Dakota drove to a nearby liquor store and bought a bottle of vodka.

Can I talk to this guy for sec? Chris? I think that was his name? I just want to talk

[Sarah_Hillcrest]

I was very reluctant to start using social media and didn't really get into it until around 2013 when I found out how full of hate many people I'd known my entire life were.  I had no idea how much some people I went to school with hated trans people.   The character of Chuck is an composite of several people who ended up being blocked on facebook.

 

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She called into work Tuesday, and spent half the day asleep then found a sex shop and bought a dildo and a small vibrator.  She also decided to buy some more vodka, but only to have a few shots while camming, it seemed to really loosen her up and make the whole experience easier.  She did some research and ordered some LED light panels, and a high end webcam for streaming.  Tuesday night the guy gave her the 1000 coins but only if she’d gave the pretend penis head and then fuck herself with it.  The largest thing she’d pushed into her vagina until then had been her finger and that was tight.  It hurt really bad, so bad that she’d had to stop camming and clean up blood.  .  

“Oh God,” Dakota said as she got out of bed and began to walk.  She looked at herself in the mirror and saw that her diaper seemed very dark.  She took it off and saw that she had lost more blood..  She showered and felt a bit more human but the pain and discomfort was still there.  She felt a pressure and ache in her lower abdomen that she’d never felt before.  “Oh my God, I’m having a period,” she said out loud and began to cry.  She wanted to call her mom, but she’d just called her and cussed her out.  She dialed Alex’s number but she didn’t answer.  “Am I going to have to start buying pads now?”  she said out loud then laughed when she remembered that her diapers would handle it.

She thought about calling in again, but really needed the money.

Dakota walked into the post office.  As usual the supervisor and the Rural carrier Chuck were the only ones on the floor.  Chuck shot Dakota an angry look but she ignored him and went to grab her dust mop.  “Hey Dakota, I’ve got a question.”  Chuck said and raised his expansive bulk off the small straining stool at his mail case.  

“What?” Dakota asked, annoyed.

“I had an envelope labeled cash that I left on my desk Monday, do you know what happened to it?”  The fat man yelled across the floor.

“I’ve got no idea what you’re talking about,”  Dakota said.

“I left here Monday and when I came back it was gone, and since you cleaned my case that day I thought you might have seen it,” he said.  The supervisor looked up with concern and Dakota shrugged then went on for her mop.

“Hey Sir, I’m talking to you,”  Chuck said.

Something in Dakota broke, memories of her brother's cruel words filled her mind and a red haze filled her vision. Dakota spun around, “I’m not a Sir you big fat piece of shit.”

“Well, your not a Mam either, and by God I’m not calling you one,” Chuck replied.

[YourFNF]

2 hours ago, Sarah_Hillcrest said:

“Well, your not a Mam either, and by God I’m not calling you one,” Chuck replied.

Oh great another one of these fuckers to handle

[Sarah_Hillcrest]

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“Hey guys, hey, settle down, this is unnecessary,” the supervisor said standing up at his desk. 

“Fuck you, you’re so fucking stupid, you and all your god damn, conservative inbred, bible thumping, retarded assholes, you can go to hell!” Dakota yelled.

“See, I told you, this is what he really thinks,” Chuck said.

“I’m not a he!”  Dakota reached over the supervisor’s desk and grabbed a pair of scissors and threw them at Chuck, they bounced off his stomach  handle first.  

“Oh God he attacked me, I’m filling charges, I’m going to sue your faggot ass,” Chuck yelled.

“Dakota!” the supervisor yelled.  

“I’m leaving!” she said and stormed out.  

Wednesday June 26th, 2013

Dakota checked her equipment one last time.  The shot was good, she was wearing a too tight “My Little Pony” T-shirt with no bra,  a Unicorn diaper, fuzzy pastel leg warmers.  Her hair was in pig tails and her makeup was over the top making her face appear more like a baby doll than a woman.  She opened up her new fetlife profile that she’d made only for camming  and commented that she’d be live on cam in 5 minutes.  

Dakota’s new camming location was her bed. She bought a super bright light bulb for the room and  replaced her adult comforter with a Disney Princess one, as well as hung some cute Winnie the Pooh art on the wall behind her.  Setting all this up and taking it all down took about an hour each time.    In front of her sat 5 baby bottles filled with milk and a little vodka.  The concept of her show was simple, viewers tip and she would suckle.  The more she suckled the more she pee’d and drunker she’d get.  Eventually when the diaper was completely soaked she’d change and if enough tips came in she’d masterbate.  In a good night she would easily clear around 50-75 bucks if not more and if she found someone who wanted a private show she’d make more.  

For Dakota this was a win-win situation. She was getting off and getting paid for it, which was good since she’d been suspended from her cleaning job and wouldn’t go back there for a couple more weeks. On a positive note the Supervisor had reported that Chuck had started the confrontation, and the missing money envelope was discovered under a pile of 3rd class mail so he had also been suspended.  Being a full time employee with benefits was also required to take sensitivity training. 

For the time being Dakota considered her job to be ABDL camming, but at the same time the rest of her life was ABDL free so she didn’t feel like she was really breaking the promise she had made to Alex that she was done with it.  At 7PM the show started and by 8 she had a nice little crowd.  Enough tips came in for Alex to unmute her microphone, “Hey guys, I’ve got a special treat for you tonight,” she said and spun around on her bed showing the rear of her Unicorn diaper to the camera, she spun back around and showed the camera a box of Pudding cups. 
 

[YourFNF]

5 hours ago, Sarah_Hillcrest said:

Oh God he attacked me, I’m filling charges, I’m going to sue your faggot ass,” Check yelled.

“Dakota” the supervisor yelled.  

“I’m leaving!” he said and stormed out.  

Honestly Chuck deserved every bit of it.

[Sarah Penguin]

[Sarah_Hillcrest]

 

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Thursday June 27, 2013

At 1:30 AM Dakota shut down her live feed, “That was a good show,” she said between panting.  Dakota was basking in the glow of multiple orgasms.  She reached under her bed and picked up a bottle of vodka, and took a big swig then allowed herself to slip down. She was laying on her bed with chocolate pudding all over her and with quite a bit in her diaper. .  The idea to see if her chat would pay her to make a mess of herself with chocolate pudding had gone over very well, but she hadn’t thought through through the cleanup process.  She had laid down a plastic sheet on her bed and then placed a thrift store baby blanket on top of that.  “I need to clean up Poohbear,”  Dakota said and picked up her bear and cuddled it.  “But I’m so sleepy.” 
Dakota stood up and realized the room was spinning.  She carefully made her way across the room and turned off the lights, then unplugged the large right panel that was facing her head.  She stumbled back and allowed herself to fall back onto the bed.  She reached over and fumbled with the fan she kept by her bed and set it to high then closed her eyes.  “Just a little nap before I clean up.”

***

Alex stepped out of the Hospital into a bright sunny morning and  crossed the parking lot towards her car, but her mind was conflicted, she was enjoying her time as Dakota’s friend, and it was obvious that Dakota liked her and Alex liked her too, but she couldn’t get over the fetish stuff.  She’d looked up ABDL, and everything she read said it was a fetish that had nothing to do with actual children, and was mostly harmless.  Still, she couldn’t wrap her head around it and the bizarre changes that had happened to Dakota.  She did not believe in interdimensional balls of light, but at the same time she didn’t see how anything currently available in medicine could do this.  A part of her felt that she should start contacting people in the medical field and try to get professional help, but she didn’t want Dakota to turn into a lab experiment and her health seemed perfect.

As she drove home she made a split second decision to change direction and go to Dakota’s apartment.  Alex was always starving after her midnight shifts so she would take her out for breakfast, maybe talk a bit about their relationship.  Alex knocked on Dakota’s door and checked the time on her phone.  “I guess I wouldn’t be up at 7:30 if I didn’t have to be,” she said to herself and found the hidden key under the mat.  Alex made her way inside, “Dakota, good morning, are you awake?”  she asked.  

Dakota’s bedroom door was half open so Alex knocked and stuck her head inside, flipped on the light, then her jaw dropped.  Dakota was sprawled on the bed hugging a pooh bear stuffy, wearing only one of her baby print diapers, she had dried splotches of brown all over her.  The babyish blanket she was laying on had brown stains all over it, rolled up wet diapers and changing supplies were on the floor near the bed, along with empty pudding cups, a bottle of vodka, and a dildo. The area all around the bed had been decorated with nursery items, and winnie the pooh posters.  Most incriminating thing was the lights and camera setup.  Dakota opened her eyes at the noise and light.  “Oh god,” she said and tried to roll up in the blanket. 
 

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“What the fuck is this Dakota?”  Alex asked.  

Dakota felt a strange detachment from the entire situation, as if this was a movie she was watching.  ‘Wow, the worst possible thing that could have happened to me happened again,’ Dakota thought. “It’s my job,” Dakota said.  

“Are you making sicko, fucking pervert porn now?”  Alex asked.

“I’m camming,” Dakota said.

“So you grow some tits and you’re a fucking online prostitute?”  Alex asked.

Dakota decided the character she was playing in the movie would find that offensive, and that they were tired of taking so much shit from this woman.  She didn’t really feel that way, but it seemed the right way to feel so she responded in anger. “Why the fuck do you even care, why are you even here?  Dakota said.  

“I came to check on you, I know you had that stressful situation at work, and I care about you, but this is too much, you told me you were done with this.”  Alex said.

“I am done with it, this is just how I’m making money right now,” Dakota said.

“Do you actually believe that?  There’s a million other ways to make money that wouldn’t involve pissing and fucking yourself for perverts online.  This what you want to be doing so stop lying to yourself.”  Alex said.

The truth hurt, Dakota knew she was right and her resolve broke, “You’re right, I’ll stop, this isn’t really me, I just need help.”

“Maybe this is you?  Maybe God or the universe, or whatever turned you into what you're supposed to be?  I’m sorry Dakota, I can’t help you.  Talk to a therapist, get yourself together, stop drinking.”  Alex said and backed out of the room.

“If you give me a minute to clean up we can have breakfast and talk,” Dakota said, as Alex continued backing away.  

“Get some help,” Alex said and left the apartment.  
 

 

[Sarah Penguin]

poor bear.

[Sarah_Hillcrest]

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Part 2
Approach to the Innermost Cave

Sunday June 30th 2013

Dakota wasn’t really asleep, but she wasn’t awake either, her head felt cracked in half and every part of her body hurt.  She tried to get out of bed but moving made her stomach feel like it would explode.  She heard the knock on the door and just hoped whoever it was would go away.

Steve found the key under the mat where Dakota said it would be and opened the door.  “Hello, Dakota?”  Steve said as he walked in. He switched the lights on, things seemed normal, a bit messy and no sign of the occupant.  

 “In here,” Steve heard and followed the sound to the bedroom, where the door was closed.  

“Can I come in?” Steve asked.

“No,” he heard  in a sloshy voice.  

“Can you come out?”  Steve asked.  

“Just go away,” Dakota said.

“I can’t do that,” Steve said and  opened the door. He  was greeted to a huge mess.  Alcohol bottles were everywhere, trash, half eaten bowls of cereal, clothes and various pee soaked adult diapers just laying around.  Some rolled and taped into balls and others just tossed on the floor. A video camera on a tripod was pointed at the bed and baby bottles were sitting around on most surfaces.  The room had a stench of stale milk and urine.  Most alarming was a spilled bottle of tylenol and another bottle of OTC sleeping pills spread out on the nightstand.

Dakota was laying in the middle of the bed, with nothing on but a soaking wet ABDL diaper and care bear T-shirt.  “Oh Dakota,what did you do?” Steve asked as he came over to the bed. Dakota rolled over and held  her stomach, Steve knew what was about to happen and grabbed a small trashcan near the bed.  It already had vomit in it and the smell was enough for Dakota.  She retched into the trashcan.  Steve grabbed her hair, but about half the vomit went in the can and half all over her and a little got on Steve’s pants.

“I’m so sorry,” Dakota said and collapsed back on the bed, “I’m sorry I called, I’m sorry, you shouldn’t have seen this.”

“No you did the right thing,” Steve said as he searched around the room and found a discarded t-shirt that seemed clean.  “Let me help you,” Steve bent over the bed, which was damp with pee and wiped the vomit off of Dakota’s face and body, then wiped the small stain off his pants.  
 

[YourFNF]

Yeah she needs help... I say that with zero judgement, like I've not been in this spot but I've been in some bad ones and uhh yeahh....

[Sarah_Hillcrest]

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“Do you want my help?” Steve asked.

“Just get out, go home and leave me alone,” Dakota said.

“I’ll leave if you really want me to but I’m calling 911 and reporting a mental health emergency.” Steve said.

“I shouldn’t have called you, I should have just died here,” Dakota said.

“Stop talking that way, you did the right thing.  Do you realize how worried we’ve been the last few weeks?”   Dakota felt fresh tears coming to her eyes.  “Justine and Kaylee have really missed you.  You never wrote back to Kaylee’s letters, or answered our calls?  What happened?”  Dakota buried her face in a pillow and didn’t answer.

Steve took out his phone and snapped a few photos of the room and Dakota silently  then he began recording audio and placed the phone in his pocket.  “Dakota, I think you’re sick. I told you  I’m a doctor and I can help you but you have to ask.”

Dakota rolled back to face Steve, “You’re a doctor?”  she asked.

“Yes, a psychologist  actually, and I’d like to treat you if you’d give me permission,” Steve said.

“Can you make it go away?”  Dakota asked.

“Can I make what go away?”  Steve replied.

“All of it, just make me normal, I’m tired of hurting, tired of being a freak, I want the baby to go away,” Dakota said.

“No, I can’t make the baby go away, but I can make the pain go away,” Steve said.

“How can you do that?”  Dakota asked.

“By helping you to understand that the baby is part of you, you are normal, and you’re not a freak.  But you have to give me permission.”

“Fine,” Dakota said.

“Do I have permission to begin treating you?” Steve asked.

“Yes,” Dakota said.  

 

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Steve reached into his pocket and took his phone out and stopped the audio recording and began recording video.  He pointed the camera at Dakota.

“Hey,” Dakota yelled. She tried to cover herself up but the movements made her sick again.  

“This will be part of your treatment, I want you to be able to see what it looked like when you tried to purge,” Steve said.

“Delete that,” Dakota said.

“I imagine you have a headache?”  Steve said, ignoring Dakota’s command.  Dakota nodded and rubbed her temples.  “You need water,” Steve said and went to the kitchen putting his phone in his pocket.  He found a clean glass and filled it halfway full with water and then got out his wallet.  He slid out a small glass vial that was in a hidden pocket and carefully poured two drops of a clear liquid into the glass and brought it to Dakota.  

“Why don’t you just go and we can do this another day,” Dakota said, still laying on the bed.

“Young lady, you are in no position to tell me what to do. Now Daddy’s going to get  you cleaned up, and get you home, but first you need to drink this.” Steve handed Dakota the glass and helped her sit up against the headboard. She gave him an annoyed look but began to drink.  Steve watched and encouraged her to finish the glass.  Dakota felt some of her defiance melt away as she sat there watching Steve.  “It was really nice of me to come and take care of you wasn’t it?” Steve asked.

“Yeah I guess so,” Dakota replied.

“But that’s what Daddies do for their little girls, are you happy to be my little girl?”  

“Yeah I think,” Dakota said a bit spacy.

“It’s important for you to be a good girl and listen to what Daddy says isn’t it?”  

“Yeah,” Dakota replied.

"When I say good girl you know that means you need to listen don't you?"  Dakota nodded, she couldn’t seem to think things through, but she knew that she trusted Steve and if told her something it was right.  

“Lets get you out of these dirty clothes,” Steve said and  reached under the girl and lifted her up out of the wet bed  Dakota  felt dizzy and buried her head into Steve’s shoulder.  He took her to the bathroom and laid her down on the floor “I’m going to take your diaper off now,” he said.

“I… can do that myself,” Dakota said meekly.
 

[YourFNF]

Unorthodox and the IRB would probably have questions but I'm just extremely happy to see her finally getting some help even if it has to be an "intervention" style. I just hope it's enough. Like I said, I have experience and I know what letting this shit go can do...

[Sarah_Hillcrest]

6 hours ago, YourFNF said:

Unorthodox and the IRB would probably have questions but I'm just extremely happy to see her finally getting some help even if it has to be an "intervention" style. I just hope it's enough. Like I said, I have experience and I know what letting this shit go can do...

Yeap, so I got a bit tired of writing about Dakota's despair so I just hinted at her weekend.  it's been 3 days and in that time Dakota has only drank and cammed.  Apparently Saturday night she attempted suicide with sleeping pills and alcohol, when she woke up sick but not dead early Sunday morning she called Steve.

A lot of this should feel familiar if you've read "LIttle Luzy" by Sophie and Pudding.  I loved that story so much that I wanted to write my own version.  

 

[Sarah Penguin]

poor girl

[Sarah_Hillcrest]

One of my goals with this story was to incorporate a fantasy element, but otherwise stay as grounded in reality as I could.  So beside the complete sci-fi magical sex change, there is one other somewhat fantasy element in the story which I've just introduced.  The mysterious drug Steve calls Pacific.  Eventually more will be revealed about this substance.

 

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“No sweetheart, you’re too little, you need Daddy to take care of you don’t you?” 

“Yeah I think so,” Dakota said.

“Why don’t you suck your thumb and think about being a little baby while Daddy takes care of you,” Steve said.

“OK Daddy,” Dakota replied and began to suck her thumb.  Some part of her brain was concerned about the fact that Steve was about to see her naked, but that part was vastly overpowered by how important it was to do what Daddy said.  She started imagining what it would be like to be a baby and found it quite easy since what she imagined lined up exactly with her current situation  

Steve watched his little one’s attention kind of drift off and her eyes became vacant and he began to remove her soaked diaper.  He didn’t want to use Pacific on her, but he didn’t have time to argue with a hungover babygirl that smelled like stale urine and puke.  They had too much to do.  He couldn’t help but notice her naked body and the fact that it looked 100 percent feminine to him and he decided that Justine was probably right that Dakota was biologically female.  

The shower helped sober Dakota up and after getting dried off Dakota realized that she was naked in front of Steve.  She tried to cover up with the towel but he took it away.  “There is no reason for you to feel ashamed babygirl,” Steve said and guided her back to the bedroom and tried to find a place to change his new patient.  “Your housekeeping leaves a lot to be desired,” he said. Dakota just kept her gaze at the floor standing naked in complete shame. 

Realizing that the bed was a wet mess he cleared a few wet diapers and articles of clothes off the floor and laid down the towel then helped Dakota on the floor.  “Now Daddy’s going to get you in a clean diaper and dressed,” Steve said and Dakota remembered how important it was to suck her thumb and it went back in her mouth.   There were several packages of diapers spread around the room and Steve picked out three, a Luvs baby diaper, an Abena L4 and one of the Unicorn diapers.  He took a small knife out of his pocket and cut slits in the Luvs and Abena and laid everything out.  He found a bottle of baby powder and gave her a good covering then taped her up.   Steve patted the front of the diaper, “There we go, all better, clean, dry, smelling nice,” he said.  Dakota looked  away with cheeks turning red, and Steve began to massage her temples. “You love it when Daddy does this,” he said and Dakota melted into his hands.

Steve helped Dakota up off the floor and found a clean onesie in her closet.  Her diaper was comically thick, but the onesie stretched around it and snapped.  “OK Dakota you are coming home with me and spending some time with us,” Steve said.

“Umm, but,” Dakota said, trying to explain why that idea seemed so strange to her.

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“You need Daddy to make you better, and to do that you’ve got to go to Daddy’s house and live with us for awhile, this is what you need because Daddy knows best.”  Dakota realized there was no problem with what Daddy had said, it simply made sense that she would live with him.  She smiled and nodded.

“Now pick out a dress that covers up your onesie,” Steve commanded and Dakota happily found a knee length black dress  and pulled it over her head.  Steve found bottled water in the refrigerated and saltine crackers and demanded that Dakota both drink and eat, he also gave her some ibuprofen.  Over the next half hour they cleaned up the apartment, filling several trash bags with wet diapers and trash.  Then they bagged up all of Dakota’s diapers and ABDL items in trash bags and placed them in the van.  Dakota was the perfect helper.  

“Do you have any valuables, expensive jewelry, collectables?”  Steve asked.

“Umm, no my laptop is pretty expensive,” Dakota said.  

“OK, get that and do you have a box with important papers, your keys,like your birth certificate, and your finances like your monthly bills and stuff”  Steve said.

Dakota put his laptop, and a box with important papers and bills in her duffle bag, then stopped confused for a second, “Daddy, if I’m going to live with you, don’t I need to bring clothes and stuff.”

“Sure Baby, but we have lots of clothes for you, so just pick out a couple things,”  Dakota nodded and started looking through her closet, Steve checked his watch, the small dose of Pacific he’d given her was probably starting to wear off.  He got another water bottle and added two more drops to it.  When he went back to Dakota’s bedroom she was standing in front of the closet confused.  

“Umm, I’m not really sure… I can’t decide what to bring, and maybe this is not the best idea,” Dakota said.  

“Your still hungover and sick from what you did, you need more water.  Drink this,” Steve commanded and handed Dakota the bottle.  She seemed confused for a moment, but took a drink.  “Drink it all Baby,” Steve said.  Dakota again looked at Steve with a bit of annoyance, but felt compelled to do as he said.  She finished the water bottle in one big drink.  “Now, Daddy needs you to stand over there,”  Steve said, pointing against the wall.  Dakota’s face lightened up with a bright smile, the thought that Daddy needed her warmed her heart.  She quickly took a position against the wall.

Steve began sliding clothes  through the closet and was surprised to see a strange dichotomy in her clothes.   Pushed back to one side was plain drab T-shirts, a few men’s oxfords, and some men’s jeans, in the middle were brightly colored girls tops, dresses, skirts, and a couple pairs of girls jeans  Maybe she used to have a boyfriend, or maybe she was cross dressing as a male, or maybe she really was male and has the world's best plastic surgeon?  Steve thought.  He decided now wasn’t the time to delve into Dakota’s gender issues.  

 

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Steve noticed the Pooh overalls that Dakota had worn to the zoo and took them off their hanger, “Here baby these will be perfect, put them in your bag,” he said.  Dakota nodded happily and tossed them in.  He also found the Disney Princess T-shirt that Dakota had bought on her first girl shopping trip with Alex.  He picked out a pair of her jeans and the very girly lacey top with bell sleeves for Dakota to pack.  

“Do you take any prescription medicine,” Steve asked.

“Nope,” Dakota said.  

“OK grab your phone, charger and put them in your purse, make sure your wallet, drivers license and stuff  is in there,” Steve said and Dakota happily did so.

“Do you have any plans for tomorrow, do you have to work?” Steve asked.  

“Nope I’m suspended for another week, I might get fired.” Dakota said.  

“How about friends or family, will anybody be expecting to see you or hear from you?”  Steve asked.

“Nope my girlfriend broke up with me because I’m a freak, and my family disowned me.  I told my friend Hank that I hurt my feet and can’t run for a while, so no one will be looking for me,” Dakota happily explained.

Steve couldn’t believe how easy this was going to be, but felt really sad for how horrible things must be going for his new patient.    He reached over and gave her a hug,  “Daddy loves you,” he said.  Dakota melted into the hug. Steve double checked everything was turned off and then took Dakota out to his van.  One of the back seats had a special needs booster seat attached that looked very similar to a baby car seat.  It was a soft molded plastic covered in a soft velvet cloth.  Steve adjusted the complicated restraint system  “This is going to be your special seat for the drive,” Steve said and guided her in.  It held Dakota about 6 inches higher than normal and only her toes hit the floor.  Her bottom and legs were recessed into deep indentations with a wide center separator that kept her legs wide apart.  The back of the seat was also recessed so once down in it she was in a slightly reclined position.  Both sides of her head were cradled by raised guards that kept her from turning her head.

Dakota was swimming in a sea of infantile bliss, wearing super thick diapers, being treated like a baby, and now she was being buckled into an adult car seat.  Steve brought the nylon chest harness up and buckled the shoulders in then brought up straps from the bottom and buckled them.  Finally he pulled the car’s seat belt over the entire contraption.  There was a guard 
 

[YourFNF]

Okay IRB is def going to have questions.... ???

[Sarah_Hillcrest]

Been sketching Dakota for illustrations.

Dakota looking a bit more manly then I intended before her change.

Second photo is Dakota in Early June after going shopping with Alex and getting her first girl clothes. 

[Sarah_Hillcrest]

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There was a guard installed over the seat belt button that prevented it from being opened by fingers.  Dakota didn’t realize it but she was effectively immobilized.  

When Dakota had called asking for help Steve didn’t really know what to expect, but he thought there was a good chance that she’d be coming home with him, either temporarily or permanently.  He had prepared a small cooler bag with two Gerber baby bottles of milk.  One with a pink top and the other with white.  Both bottles had some extra ingredients, but the pink one was very special.  Steve decided that Dakota didn’t need the very special bottle and just gave her the one with the mild sedative. Dakota was blissed out, she happily took the bottle and began to suckle.  “OK baby girl this is a long trip, so, I’ve got some music here to help you relax,” Steve said as he placed a set of headphones on Dakota and turned on the mp3 player.  A sweet baby lullaby filled Dakota’s ears.  

In a few minutes they were rolling down the street and Dakota felt a wonderful warm sensation as she flooded her diaper.  She started hearing voices in the music, a lovely sweet voice saying wonderful things.  “Daddy loves you, be a good girl for Daddy,” voice repeated. “Good girls listen to their Mommy and Daddy, good girls are happy to make their Mommy happy, good girls are happy to make their Daddy happy.”   Dakota was drifting off to sleep, and a  fuzzy fog filled her mind. She was going on a trip to live with her Mommy and Daddy because they loved her and were going to take care of her.  The thought filled her with the most intense feeling of happiness she’d ever felt.  The bottle’s nipple slipped out of her mouth and she began to sleep like an angel.

***

It was nearly dark when the van pulled through a gate  onto a long driveway in the secluded back corner of an upscale subdivision and rolled up to a large house.  A garage door opened and the van drove in.  Steve got out and opened the van rear door, then removed the headphones from his sleeping passenger.  Dakota had slept almost the entire 3 hour car ride, only once waking up mumbling and falling back asleep.  He gently rubbed her shoulder,  “Time to wake up babygirl,” he said.

Dakota opened up her eyes and for a moment couldn’t figure out where she was.  Inside a van?  Inside a garage?   She had a moment of panic then looked over to see Steve and remembered what she’d done.  She tried to  glance back but couldn’t see past the elaborate cushioned headrest of the car seat. She still had a mild headache and the sedative had left her confused and groggy.  She tried to get out of the seat and found she was very securely harnessed in.  She clearly remembered agreeing to come live with Steve and his family so he could treat her, furthermore she clearly remembered thinking it was a very good idea.  She had tried to kill herself, taking a bunch of sleeping pills and Tylenol, it was clear she needed help, but she was still scared about this abrupt change.  

“Could you let me out of this thing,”  Dakota asked. Steve looked disapprovingly at her command but decided now wasn’t the time to address her rudeness, but he unbuckled the 
 

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seatbelt and harness that was holding her in and helped her out of the car seat.  “This is your garage?” Dakota asked and then noticed, parked beside the van in the two car garage was a Porsche 911 Turbo.  “That is your car?”  

Steve laughed, “Yeah, that's what I drive to work, and this is our garage.”  Dakota looked around the garage, it was spacious and tidy and realized that Steve must be wealthy, which made sense, being that he was apparently a doctor or something  “Come on Dakotal, lets go see Justine and your sister.  They walked up a door, up some stairs into a large Utility room with a washer, dryer, and closet   Justine was forced to waddle as her triple thick diaper was swollen, though she had no recollection of wetting it.  

Justine appeared from around a corner and wrapped her arms around Dakota giving her a warm hug, “I’m so glad you’re OK, I’ve been so worried.” Then the stomping of feet and Kylee slammed into them and joined in on the hug.  There were several crinkly sounds as the three diapered girls all squeezed each other tight. 

“You’re going to be OK now Sis,” Kylee said.  Dakota felt joy at the physical embrace and love and held on until finally they all took a step apart.  She didn’t realize she was crying until she had to wipe her eyes to see.  Justine was dressed similarly as she had been at the zoo in a long traditional style dress, but Kylee was wearing a pretty pastel onesie with a denim shortall buckled over it.  Her hair was in childish pigtails tied with ribbons and a pacifier was clipped to the front of her denim pocket.

“I bet you two are hungry, we waited on you to eat, well at least I did,” Justine said.

“I waited too, I just had a few little snacks,” Kylee replied.

“You bet,” Steve said and Dakota realized just how hungry she was.  

“Do you need your diaper changed?” Justine said and Dakota looked around a moment before realizing the question had been directed at her.

“Umm,”  Justine mumbled back, as her cheeks grew warm.

“She should be fine. I triple diapered her for the car ride, and she was already dehydrated,” Steve said, answering for her.  Justine nodded happily and led them through a kitchen into a dining room.  Dakota looked around in awe.  These rooms were immaculate, spacious, well lit, and beautifully decorated.  A meal of spaghetti and meatballs was laid out in a nice serving tray in the middle of the round table, along with salad, and breadsticks.  Four places were set with fine china, but two of the placings had sippy cups instead of crystal glasses. 

“This is your seat,” Kylee said and pulled out a chair for Dakota.  Who carefully sat down.  

“Is this, like normal?”  Dakota asked.
 

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“Oh dear, not every day, no.  Usually we have a nice Sunday dinner, and whenever we feel like it,” Justine said.  She poured a glass of water for herself and Steve, “Would you like water, milk, or lemonade honey?” she asked Dakota.   Dakota was a bit overwhelmed, this elaborate family meal was alot to take in, and she squirmed a bit.  Kylee was looking at her with a big smile on her face.  “Whatever is easiest,” Dakota said.

“She wants milk like me!”  Kylee said, holding up her sippy cup already filled with white milk.  The thought of milk with her spaghetti wasn’t very appetizing but Dakota and her face showed it.

“I don’t think she wants milk, how about lemonade?”  Justine asked.

“Yes mam, that would be great,” Dakota replied.

“No need to be so formal dear,” Justine said as she swept by picking up the sippy cup, she returned it in a few moments filled with lemonade. 

“I could drink from a regular cup,” Dakota said.

“I’m sure you could honey, but this is much safer,” Justine said as she went behind  Kylee and tied an oversized plastic toddler bib around her.  Dakota tried to suppress a smile as Kylee’s cheeks grew warm.  

“Dakota needs a bib too,” Kylee whined.

“I know dear,” Justine said and then began to tie a similarly designed bib around Dakota’s neck.

Dakota reached up to stop her, “I really don’t need a bib.”

“I know honey, but it’ll make your sister very jealous if you don’t wear one,” Justine said and continued to tie on the bib.  Kylee gave her a look and stuck her tongue out for a second and now Dakota’s cheeks turned red.  

Steve reached over and took Dakota’s plate and filled it with generous portions.  Justine did the same for Kylee.  No one ate until Steve finally set his plate and then he looked around.

“Dig in girls” he said.  The food was very good and Dakota was really hungry.  Her stomach felt better and she carefully used her fork, while Kylee scooped big mouthfuls of pasta and dripped lots of sauce and noodles on her bib.  In a few minutes she was a mess with sauce on her face, her hands and on her sippy cup.  

Dakota drank from her sippy cup and looked around.  This was amazing, it was like living a dream, and yet all she could think about was how to get out of it.  
 

[Sarah Penguin]

[Sarah_Hillcrest]

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She didn’t really know these people and had no idea what she was getting into, and then she realized she didn’t even have a car.  She turned to Justine and said,  “Steve says I’m going to be staying with you for a while.”

“Yes, we’re really looking forward to having you here,” Justine replied after carefully chewing her bite of food.

“That’s so generous but I can’t really impose on you, I’ll call and have someone come pick me up tomorrow,” Dakota said.

“Oh you must stay longer, and I’m sure if you need a ride home we can provide one,” Justine said.

Dakota began to decline but was interrupted when Steve said, “We have much to talk about later Dakota.”  There was a very slight edge to his voice that seemed final and Dakota said no more.  

“Is Dakota going to sleep with me?” Kylee asked.

“She can either sleep with you or in the guest bedroom tonight,” Steve said.

“Oh you’ve got to sleep with me Sis, its gonna be so much fun, we’ll have a slumber party,”  Kylee said.

“You know that Dakota’s been through a lot lately and maybe that’s just too much excitement for her?”  Justine asked.  Dakota’s mind whirled.  Sleeping with Kylee, what did that mean, like cuddling in bed together?  Playing childish games?  Playing adult games?  Playing with each other’s diapers?  Right now she was too off balance to think of anything other than basic survival. 

 “I’ll just take the guest bedroom if that’s alright,” Dakota said.

“That’s dumb, you can stay in my room,”  Kylee said then slurped a noodle in her mouth.

“Kylee, don’t be rude, the guest bedroom will be fine for tonight.”  Steve said.  Once supper was over Justine came over and began to clean Kylee up with a dish towel and removed her messy bib.  Steve cleared the table and took the dishes to the kitchen.  

“Well Kylee, our guest’s fine manners didn’t seem to wear off on you,” Justine said when took Dakota’s clean bib off her.  

"Can I show Dakota around?" Kyle asked.

“Yes and show her the guest bedroom.  I’ll be up to change you both for bed when we finish the dishes,” Justine said.  Kylee grabbed Dakota’s hand and nearly dragged her out of the side door of the dining room into the foyer of the house. Dakota felt her 
 

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cheeks grow warm as she heard the rustling plastic of her diapers.  She was very wet and her diaper was sitting heavy inside her onesie hidden under her adult dress.  In the foyer  Dakota looked up at the vaulted ceiling and back as the ceiling continued into a large family room.

“This house is amazing,” Dakota said.  

“Yeah it’s nice, but you got to see my room,” Kylee said and pulled Dakota up some stairs and into a hallway with several closed doors.  One door stood out, the door was painted pink and had a large sign with her name on it and several large My Little Pony character stickers.  Kylee plowed through the door  and then pranced to the middle of the room and did a spinning presentation, “Tada! Welcome to Kylee’s world.”

The room was a pink and purple assault on the senses.  The overall theme was My Little Pony, but it contained a mix of colors and designs.  The centerpiece was a Full size bed with purple metal frame and a My Little Pony comforter.  A matching crib bumper went against the walls and the bed was field with cuddly stuffies and toys.   The bed was in a corner against a wall and had large safety rails that could slide up and down.  Kylee ran over and jumped onto the bed then jumped around a bit.  “I used to sleep in a crib, but I’m a big kid now and get a bed,” she said.

“Oh my gosh this is so cute,” Dakota said.

“Yeap!  This is my toybox,” Kylee said as she jumped off the bed and went to a big open box filled with toys.  She pulled out a large plastic head of Elsa from Frozen and a brush then plopped down on the floor and began to brush her hair.  Dakota was tempted to sit down and play but she felt awkward and stood there.  While Kylee was busy combing Dakota looked around the room, it was exactly the kind of room a little girl might have, maybe a 6 year old, but besides the bed rails there was one detail that gave the room away.  An adult sized changing station sat in one corner, it was made of stained wood and had a little staircase leading to a large padded table top.  Besides the stairs were cubby holes filled with changing supplies.  A conveniently located shelf above the table held a stack of pink disposable diapers, lotion, powder, baby oil, and diaper rash cream.  

Kylee saw Dakota staring at the changing table and ran over to it,  “This is for my diapy changes, but Mommy will let you use it when she comes up to get us ready for bed.  

“It’s… amazing,” Dakota said, unable to hold in the sheer thrill of seeing something she’d only dreamed of.  “I really need to change,”  Dakota said and took a few steps towards the table.

Kylee stepped up, reached under her dress and grabbed the back of Dakota’s soggy diaper and giggled, “Your diapy is super thick, and super wet!” 

Dakota felt her cheeks turn red and  grabbed Kylee’s rear, it was much less thick then her triple diaper, but it was soggy,  “You need to change too!” she said.
 

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“Mommy will change us soon, just wait,” Kylee said.

“What you can’t change yourself?  Is that like a rule you have?”  Dakota asked.

Kylee looked puzzled, “Why would I change my own diapy?”  Her confusion melted into excitement.  Kylee ran across the room, dug in her toybox and returned wearing an ornate plastic tiara and wielding a pink plastic scepter with a heart and ribbons and one hand behind her back. “Close your eyes,” she commanded and brandished the scepter.  Dakota did and felt Kylee place something in her hair.  “Now look,” Kylee said.   Dakota turned to the mirror over Kylee’s vanity and saw she was wearing a much less ornate tiara.  

“I’m the queen and you’re my princess, that means I’m in charge and you have to do as I say,” Kylee said in a puffed up voice.  

“Ummm, OK your highness,”  Dakota said.  Soon they were on the floor sharing pretend tea.  Dakota played along like an adult would play.  More like she was humoring the child then really playing along, but Kylee was just glad to have a servant to pour her tea and spread pretend jam on a pretend scone.

***

Justine finished wiping off the last dish, and handed it to Steve who placed it in the cabinet.  “You really are going to have Dakota sleep in the guest room?”  She asked.

“I contemplated starting her out tonight, but I think we both need some more rest,” Steve said.

“But it is a good sign you didn’t use special formula and just a  sedative bottle for the trip here,” Justine replied.

“Yes, a good sign, but I had to give her two doses of Pacific, to get her to cooperate,” Steve said.

“Don’t feel bad, from what you told me, you probably saved her life,” Justine replied.  Steve shrugged.  He was always antsy when they took on a new project like this. There was alot to could go wrong.  “Relax, it’s going to work out, we’ve learned alot and had several successes. What are you going to do about her affairs?”   Justine asked.

“Well since she’s been suspended from her job, it may be easy for her to just quit.  I think we brought everything we needed from the apartment. I’ll have to drive back there and deal with her car, but hopefully she’ll be on board by the time we need to do that,” Steve said.

“How much time do you think we have?” his wife asked.
 

[BabySofia]

I really am hoping that they are trying to help her, and not trying to abuse the poor girl. They're definitely seeming to be good, but anyone who drugs people secretly makes me nervous... 

Now that Kylee is apparently in a big girl bed, I have a feeling they have an appropriate crib for Dakota...? Looking forward to more!

[Sarah Penguin]

I sacrafice this story on the alter of Azathoth so he can return and shrink our protaganist to the size  that of a newborn baby girl and put her in a pink cradle cause  she  won't grow anymore and can stay in that baby cradle forever. And maybe give her some lovely tentacles or maybe not.