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  1. It was a fateful day when the stars aligned and two sets of unlikely parents were brought together by the unconventional love lives of their daughters. Riko's mother, a kindergarten teacher, and Chika's mother, a dentist, met at an open house at their daughters' school. As it happened, both women were unaware that their daughters were involved in an open relationship, sharing intimate moments with each other throughout the day. The instant they locked eyes, they knew they were meant for one another. It was love at first sight, and it would change the course of their lives forever. With hearts full of hope and anticipation, the four of them decided to celebrate their blossoming relationship by attending a music festival together. The day was filled with laughter, music, and the joy of being together as one big, happy family. As they wandered through the crowds, they stopped at a food stand to grab a bite to eat. In their excitement, they drank several glasses of lemon ice water, unaware of the consequences it would have on their trip to the restroom later on. As the hours passed, the line for the restrooms seemed to grow longer and longer. Both Riko's and Chika's mothers began to feel a persistent urge to relieve themselves, but there seemed to be no end in sight for the queue. As they waited, they couldn't help but wonder how they were going to manage this situation. The lemon ice water had done its job, and their panties were now soaked with the scent of warm urine. They were beginning to panic, unsure of what to do next. Just then, a thought occurred to them. They could always use the porta-potties, even though they were a bit more cramped than the standard restrooms. Reluctantly, they decided to take the risk. As they approached the porta-potties, they were greeted by a long line of people, some looking anxious, others resigned to their fate. They took their place at the end of the line, hoping that it wouldn't take too long. Time seemed to slow down as they waited, the pressure in their bladders growing more and more unbearable with each passing second. The smell of urine filled the air, mixing with the sweat and cigarette smoke. Riko's mother glanced nervously at Chika's mother, who was beginning to rock back and forth on her heels. She could see the desperation in her eyes, mirroring her own. Suddenly, a break in the line appeared ahead of them. With renewed hope, they quickened their pace, inching closer to the porta-potties. As they drew near, they could see the telltale signs of relief on the faces of those who had already made it inside. The smell was overpowering, but it was nothing compared to the relief they would feel once they finally emptied their bladders. Riko's mother took a deep breath and entered the first available porta-potty. The stall was cramped and stuffy, with barely enough room to turn around. She closed the door behind her and immediately began to work on unbuttoning her pants. The urine was already beginning to pool in her underwear, making it stick to her skin. With shaking hands, she pulled down her pants and underwear, revealing her wet, aching flesh. She positioned herself over the toilet, grunting with effort as she released the first burst of urine. Meanwhile, Chika's mother was next in line. She felt a trickle of urine run down her leg, stinging as it met the warmth of her skin. Inside the porta-potty, she could hear the muffled sounds of Riko's mother relieving herself. It was both comforting and embarrassing at the same time. She closed her eyes, trying to focus on something other than the pressure building inside her bladder. Finally, it was her turn. She shut the door behind her and immediately began to struggle with her clothes. Her hands were shaking uncontrollably, making it difficult to manage the buttons and zippers. As she fought to get her pants and underwear down, she could feel a hot rush of urine soaking through the crotch of her pantyhose. She sighed in relief as she finally managed to free herself from her soaked undergarments. The porta-potty was even more cramped than she had imagined, but she didn't care. All she wanted was to relieve herself. She positioned herself over the toilet and let out a sigh of relief as she began to pee. The warm, rushing sensation washed over her, easing the pressure in her bladder. She closed her eyes, focusing on the feeling as the urine flowed out of her body. Chika's mother, meanwhile, was still struggling with her own emotions. She felt a mixture of shame and gratitude towards Riko's mother. The offer of clean panties had been a gesture of true friendship, and she was grateful for it. But at the same time, she couldn't help but feel embarrassed about having to use them. She reminded herself that they were in this together, and that what happened here would remain between them. As she finished up in the porta-potty, she glanced over at Riko's mother, who was still occupied with her own business. She couldn't help but feel a pang of envy as she saw the other woman's composure. Riko's mother had always been so strong and confident, even in the most difficult of situations. She wished she could be more like her. They emerged from the porta-potties, blinking in the harsh fluorescent light. Their faces were flushed, but there was a sense of relief and camaraderie between them. Chika's mother took the proffered clean panties and thanked Riko's mother sincerely. "I don't know what I would have done without you," she whispered, her voice thick with emotion. Riko's mother smiled warmly, her eyes twinkling with understanding. "We're in this together, aren't we? And besides, those panties were meant to be worn with love." She patted Chika's mother's shoulder reassuringly. "Now, let's go find our girls and make sure they're doing alright." They made their way back to where they had been sitting earlier, their steps slightly less hesitant now that the immediate need for the porta-potties had been taken care of. As they approached, they could see Riko and Chika sitting close together, huddled under a blanket. The warmth of the fire flickered across their faces, casting dancing shadows on the ground. Chika's mother knelt down next to Riko's mother, her voice barely above a whisper. "How are they doing?" she asked, her brow furrowed with concern. Riko's mother shook her head slightly, her expression a mix of worry and determination. "They're holding up as best they can, but I think they're both exhausted. And scared, of course. It's a lot to take in for any young girl." She reached out to stroke Chika's hair, then paused, hesitating for a moment before adding, "We should probably give them some space, let them rest. They need their strength." Riko's mother nodded in agreement, her eyes never leaving their daughters. "Yes, you're right. Maybe we should move away a bit, give them some privacy." She glanced at Chika's mother, then said, "Why don't we sit over by the trees, where it's a little quieter?" They carefully picked their way through the camp, avoiding the clusters of sleeping people and the brightly burning fires. Eventually, they found a small clearing surrounded by trees, where they could sit in relative seclusion. The air was cool and crisp, and the only sounds were the occasional rustle of leaves and the distant hoot of an owl. As they sat there, Chika's mother could feel the weight of the day bearing down on her. She wanted nothing more than to take Riko's mother into her arms and cry, to release all the fear and anxiety that had been building up inside her. But she knew that wasn't appropriate, not with their daughters so close by. So instead, she contented herself with squeezing Riko's hand reassuringly. The two mothers watched as their daughters lay together, their breathing slow and steady. Chika's hair spilled across Riko's chest, and the blanket was pulled up to their chins. In the dim light, they looked like two small, vulnerable children, despite being on the cusp of adulthood. It was hard for Chika's mother to believe that only hours earlier, they had been laughing and joking together, planning for their futures. Riko's mother reached out and gently tucked a loose strand of hair behind Chika's ear. "They're so young," she whispered, her voice full of awe and sadness. "It's not fair what they have to go through." Chika's mother nodded, her eyes never leaving their daughters. "I know," she said softly. "But they're strong, both of them. They'll get through this. They have to." Riko's mother smiled sadly. "Yes, they will. We'll be here for them, every step of the way." She paused, then added, "And we'll make sure whoever did this doesn't get away with it. We'll find them, and we'll make them pay."
  2. The sun shone brightly as Nico's mother and Maki's mother, both dressed in their finest attire, emerged from the chapel, arm-in-arm, beaming from ear to ear. It had been a beautiful wedding ceremony, filled with love, laughter, and tears of joy. Their new life together was just beginning, and they couldn't wait to share it with their daughters. As they walked down the aisle, hand-in-hand, they couldn't help but feel a new sense of completeness, as if fate itself had brought them together. The world was their oyster, and they were ready to conquer it together, hand-in-hand. The newlyweds decided to take a scenic walk around the park to enjoy their first moments as a married couple before heading to the local department store to get their family portraits taken. The air was crisp and the leaves rustled beneath their feet as they strolled along the winding paths, lost in each other's company. They chatted animatedly about their plans for the future, their dream vacations, and the joys of being part of a blended family. As they approached the store, however, their attention turned to more pressing matters: the need to find a suitable restroom. Unbeknownst to them, the park had recently undergone renovations, and all of the public restrooms were currently out of order. Desperate, they resorted to ducking into a nearby coffee shop. After ordering two large coffees and a couple of bottles of water, they hurried back outside, eager to relieve themselves before the photo shoot. Little did they know, the caffeine would have the opposite effect on their bladders, and by the time they arrived at the photo studio, they were both squirming uncomfortably in their seats. The studio was bustling with activity as families of all shapes and sizes milled about, selecting outfits and striking poses. Nico's mother and Maki's mother exchanged nervous glances as they were ushered into the shooting area. The photographer, a cheerful older woman with a kind smile, assured them that they would have plenty of time to use the restroom before the shoot began. However, as the minutes ticked by and their bladders grew more unbearable, they began to panic. Maki's mother, feeling particularly desperate, excused herself and hurried off in search of a bathroom. She quickly became disoriented in the labyrinthine department store, and after several frantic minutes, she returned to find Nico's mother pacing anxiously by the photo backdrop. "Maki's mom! I was starting to worry," Nico's mother exclaimed, her voice laced with relief. "I'm so sorry, I couldn't find a restroom anywhere!" Maki's mother apologized, her face flushed with embarrassment. "It's okay, it's okay," Nico's mother reassured her, patting her arm. "We'll just have to find a way to make it work. Maybe if we act casual, the photographer won't notice anything." As they waited for the next family to finish their shoot, Maki's mother excused herself once again, this time sneaking off to the back of the store in search of a bathroom. Nico's mother nervously bit her lip, wondering if she should follow her or stay with their daughters. In the end, she decided to stay with the girls, trying her best to keep them calm and focused. The photographer, a kind-looking older man with a twinkle in his eye, approached them and introduced himself. "Hello, you must be the new family! I'm Ted, and I'm going to be taking your pictures today. Now, why don't we start with a group shot, and then we can do some individual shots of the mothers and daughters?" Nico's mother and Maki's mother exchanged glances, both of them feeling the weight of their bladders and the need to find a bathroom. As they posed for the first shot, Nico's mother could feel the urgency building up inside her. She tried to concentrate on smiling for the camera, but all she could think about was finding a bathroom. She glanced over at Maki's mother, who was also struggling to maintain a smile. The girls, on the other hand, seemed oblivious to their mothers' discomfort, giggling and playing up to the camera. After the group shot, the photographer took the mothers aside for a few shots of their own. Nico's mother couldn't help but wince as she stood next to Maki's mother, their bellies pressed tightly against each other. The photographer, oblivious to their predicament, directed them to stand close together and link arms. As they did so, Nico's mother felt a warm trickle run down her leg. She tried to shift her weight, hoping to stop the leak, but it was no use. The photographer then called over the girls for their individual shots. Nico, ever the trooper, smiled brightly for the camera while Maki's mother nervously shifted her weight from one foot to the other, her face flushing with embarrassment. Maki, on the other hand, seemed distracted, glancing over at her mother every few seconds. As the shoot progressed, the discomfort grew more unbearable for both mothers. Nico's mother could feel the warmth spreading down her leg, and she could smell the acrid odor of urine wafting up from her panties. She tried to focus on her daughter, hoping that the distraction would help her make it through the rest of the shoot. Meanwhile, Maki's mother was beginning to panic. She could feel the weight of her full bladder pressing against her abdomen, making it difficult to breathe. Her face flushed with embarrassment, she couldn't help but worry that she might lose control at any moment. As the photographer called them over for a group shot, Nico's mother tried her best to maintain a smile, but her legs were shaking uncontrollably. She glanced over at Maki's mother, who was also struggling to keep her composure. The girls, oblivious to their mothers' discomfort, posed together, their arms looped around each other's waists. The shoot continued, with the photographer directing them through various poses and facial expressions. Nico's mother could feel the warmth spreading further down her leg, and she began to worry that her bladder might give out at any moment. She tried to concentrate on breathing deeply, hoping that it would help ease the pressure on her bladder. Meanwhile, Maki's mother's discomfort grew more apparent with every passing moment. Her face was now beet red, and she could feel her body tensing up as she fought to maintain control. She glanced around desperately for a bathroom, her eyes darting from one corner of the store to the next. As the photographer directed them into a final group hug, Nico's mother could feel the warmth spreading across her entire lower half. She was certain now that her bladder was about to give out, and she was terrified of what might happen. She tried to focus on the sound of the camera clicking, willing herself not to make a sound as she clung to her daughter and Maki's mother. Maki's mother, meanwhile, was close to losing control herself. Her bladder felt like it was about to explode, and she was desperate for relief. As they hugged, she could feel the wetness seeping through her panties and onto Nico's shoulder. She bit back a moan, afraid that if she made a sound, she'd embarrass both of their daughters even further. The last few shots were taken, and the photographer thanked them all for their time. As soon as they were released, both mothers practically sprinted towards the nearest restroom, ignoring the curious stares of the store employees and other shoppers. Nico's mother hurried into a stall, locking the door behind her, and immediately began to undress. She kicked off her shoes, pulled down her pants, and sat on the toilet, finally releasing a long, relieved sigh. As Maki's mother entered the restroom, she could hear the sound of running water from one of the sinks. Nico's mother was already washing her hands, a look of relief etched across her face. "You okay?" she asked, glancing over at Maki's mother. Maki's mother nodded, still struggling to catch her breath. "I think...I think I might need a little more time," she managed to say between gasps. Nico's mother immediately stepped forward, offering her a clean set of panties from her purse. "Here, use these," she said softly. Maki's mother gratefully accepted them and hurried into one of the stalls, closing the door behind her. As Nico's mother waited outside the stall, she glanced nervously at the door, wondering how much longer her friend's mother would be. She wished there was something more she could do to help, but she knew that privacy was important right now. She busied herself by washing her hands and checking her own appearance in the mirror, hoping to distract herself from the awkwardness of the situation. Meanwhile, inside the stall, Maki's mother continued to struggle with her bladder. The pressure was unbearable, and she felt like she was on the verge of losing control at any moment. She clutched the clean panties tightly, debating whether to put them on or not. On one hand, she desperately needed the protection; on the other, she didn't want to put Nico's mother at any more risk. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, she heard the sound of the door opening. It was Nico's mother. "How are you doing?" she asked gently, her voice barely audible over the sound of the running water. Maki's mother tried to compose herself before answering, her face still flushed with embarrassment. "I'm...I'm much better, thank you," she stammered, her voice cracking slightly. "I appreciate your help so much." Nico's mother smiled reassuringly and nodded, handing her a few toilet paper rolls. "Here, just in case you need it." Maki's mother nodded gratefully and accepted the rolls, feeling a sense of relief wash over her as she finally felt capable of leaving the stall. As they exited the restroom, they noticed that the store employees had already begun to clear away the display area where the photos had been taken. The chaos of the photo shoot seemed like a distant memory now, replaced by the familiar routine of shopping at the mall. But neither mother could shake the feeling of embarrassment that still lingered in the air between them. They made small talk about their shopping lists and their plans for the rest of the day, but the tension was palpable. Both women knew that this incident had changed things between them, even if they weren't quite sure how yet. As they continued to walk through the mall, they couldn't help but steal glances at each other, each wondering what the other was thinking. As they reached the food court, they decided to take a break and grab a bite to eat. They sat down at a table and ordered some food, trying to make polite conversation about their families and their jobs. But the awkwardness persisted, and it was clear that neither of them could completely shake off the embarrassment of what had happened. Nico's mother, Yukari, glanced at Maki's mother, Reiko, and noticed the way she kept fidgeting with her napkin. She couldn't help but feel a pang of sympathy for her friend. She knew how much Reiko must be struggling with the idea that her daughter might have caused the accident. "Reiko, I want you to know that I don't blame you," she said softly, trying to offer some reassurance. "These things happen, and it could have been anyone's fault. We'll get through this together." Reiko looked up, her eyes red from holding back tears. "Thank you, Yukari," she managed to say between sniffles. "I appreciate your kind words." She paused, taking a deep breath before continuing. "I just wish there was some way to make it up to Nico...to make sure she's okay." Yukari placed a comforting hand on Reiko's arm. "We'll do everything we can to support her, Reiko. She's a strong girl, and she'll get through this with our love and encouragement. You know that I'm always here for you, no matter what." As they continued to eat, they exchanged stories about their children's lives, sharing memories of Nico and Maki as babies and toddlers. The conversation was lighthearted at times, but there was still an undercurrent of tension that lingered between them. They both knew that their relationship had changed, and they weren't quite sure how to navigate these new waters. After they finished eating, they decided to take a walk around the mall, hoping the change of scenery would help ease the awkwardness. As they strolled past stores, they noticed that many people were looking at them, perhaps recognizing them as the mothers of the two girls involved in the accident. They couldn't help but feel self-conscious under the scrutiny of others. As they made their way to the entrance of the mall, they paused to admire a display of flowers in a shop window. "They're beautiful," Yukari commented, her voice barely above a whisper. "I was thinking of getting some for Nico when we get home." Reiko nodded, her gaze lingering on the vibrant blooms. "That's a lovely idea," she said, her voice still shaky. "Maybe I should do the same for Maki." They stood in silence for a moment, lost in their own thoughts, each struggling to find the right words to say. As they continued to walk, they passed by a jewelry store where they noticed a display of delicate bracelets in the window. Yukari gestured towards them, her eyes lighting up. "Oh, those are so pretty! I've been meaning to get something like that for Nico." Reiko glanced at the bracelets, her heart giving a little skip. "They really are lovely," she agreed, feeling a pang of regret that she hadn't thought to get something special for Maki. "Maybe I could get her one of those, too," she said, mustering up the courage to make the suggestion. Yukari smiled warmly at her friend. "That's a wonderful idea, Reiko. I think it would mean a lot to both girls." They continued to walk, lost in their thoughts, until they found themselves in front of a small café. The inviting aroma of freshly brewed coffee wafted out, enticing them inside. As they sat down at a cozy table, Yukari ordered two cups of coffee and Reiko ordered a hot chocolate. They sipped their drinks in silence for a moment, savoring the warmth that spread through their bodies. "I just wish there was a way to make things better for them," Reiko finally said, her voice barely above a whisper. "I feel so guilty." Yukari reached across the table and placed her hand over Reiko's. "We can't change the past, Reiko, but we can focus on the future. We'll be there for them every step of the way, and we'll help them find their way back to who they were before all of this happened." She squeezed Reiko's hand reassuringly. As they continued to sip their drinks, they found themselves sharing stories about other people they knew who had gone through similar struggles with their children. They swapped advice on how to support them emotionally and how to navigate the legal system. It was a much-needed distraction from their own worries, and it gave them a sense of solidarity. As they talked, they began to feel more comfortable in each other's company again. The tension that had been lingering between them since the accident started to dissipate, replaced by a newfound understanding and empathy. They realized that they were not alone in this journey, and that together, they could help each other through it. They continued to share stories and advice for several hours, occasionally pausing to check their phones or glance at the time, but always returning to their conversation with a sense of urgency and purpose. They knew that their children needed them, and they were determined to be there for them no matter what.
  3. Hello again! So sorry for the long hiatus! This one has been on my Twitter for a while and I just kept forgetting to upload it here. Hope you enjoy! https://twitter.com/ghostingsABDL https://www.pixiv.net/en/users/66131074 Big Girl for a Day Baby awakens to an all-too-familiar feeling. Cold air rushes in to kiss her inner thighs as her beloved Mommy tenderly unfolds her soggy diaper. She fidgets reflexively, inducing a barely audible whimper. "Good morning, honey," Mommy whispers sweetly as she slides her baby's soiled diaper out from under her. "Mmmhhn..." Baby groans softly, refusing to open her eyes just yet. She fails to withhold a giggle when a wet wipe glides along her most sensitive spots. Her eyes only open when she feels something atypical. Fully expecting to get wrapped in a fresh, puffy diaper, her lower half is instead met with a far stretchier, smoother fabric. She glances down to find a pair of black shorts tightly hugging her butt. "Mommy...? Whas dat?" "Well, since you've been so good lately, I thought I'd let you be a big girl for a day," Mommy replies, letting the waistband of the shorts smack her lightly. "How do Mommy's shorts feel?" "Y-you reawwy mean it, Mommy??" I getta be a big giwl??" Baby squeaks excitedly. "Yes, sweetie! Just for today though, understand? Back to diaps tomorrow." Baby can hardly believe it. She can't even remember the last time she wore anything other than a diaper. It feels so... unusual. She's grown so accustomed to the feeling of a thick, crinkly diaper wrapped around her butt. Comparatively, this feels weightless, with an inexplicable feeling of...vulnerability? She tries to shake off these feelings as she watches Mommy put away the changing supplies. Once she's done, Mommy stands up and starts walking away. Baby's arms involuntarily extend toward Mommy's back. "M-Mommy? Ubbies...?" Baby asks sheepishly. Mommy chuckles. "Oh, no, cutie, big girls use their legs to get around!" She says, turning back and walking out of the bedroom. "O-oh, ya!" Baby says, sitting up and hopping off the changing table to follow her caretaker. As she walks, she becomes painfully aware of her gait, as if wearing thick diapers at all times may have somehow conditioned her to constantly waddle. She tries to straighten out her posture, but only ends up feeling more rigid and awkward. Once they reach the kitchen, Baby instinctively gravitates toward her cushy high chair, but Mommy pulls out a regular chair for her instead. "B-buh..." Baby mutters. "That chair's for babies, silly! Come sit with a big girl like me!" "O-otay..." Baby says nervously. She lets herself fall down a little too hard, expecting extra padding to cushion her landing. Mommy can't help but laugh. "Now, what would you like, darling?" Mommy asks, opening the fridge. "Bagel and fwuit?" "Sounds good, sweetie. Oh, and you can talk like a big girl too, y'know." "I-I know..." Baby mumbles. She squirms restlessly as she waits for her food, wanting to kick her feet but not used to touching the floor. Before long, Mommy swings by with a toasted, schmeared bagel, a bowl of assorted fruit, and a kiss for her baby's head before leaving once again to clean up. Baby looks up at her expectantly as she walks away. "Mommy?" "Big girls feed themselves, dear~" Mommy reminds dotingly. "Hmph..." Baby grumbles, taking an annoyed bite of her bagel. She can't explain it. She has always resisted her baby training, throwing fits when Mommy says it's crib time or insisting she's a big girl even when the full diaper around her waist says otherwise. Now that she's allowed to behave as such, however, all she can think about is how badly she wants to be diapered and coddled. At the very least, she could really use the extra security of Mommy sitting next to her like she said she would, but she certainly can't tell her that... As she chews on her food, lost in her thoughts, the results of many months of potty training reversal make themselves apparent. A warm wetness grows between her thighs, pooling beneath her and quickly followed by a splashing sound at her feet. "Honey, are you having an accident?" Mommy asks, rushing back to the kitchen table. "W-whuh??" Baby mutters, utterly stunned. She felt absolutely zero indication that she needed to go, and yet she's going, completely unabated. She frantically looks back and forth between Mommy and her lap, having no idea what to do. "B-b-buh... I-I'm a big girl, Mommy..." Baby stammers, her voice shaking. Tears begin welling up in her eyes. "I... I..." "WAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!! I A BABYYY!!! I WAN MY DIAPIE, A-AN MY PACI, AN MY STUFFIESSS!!!" Baby bawls, sitting in an overflowing puddle of her own urine. "Awwww, sweetiee!" Mommy consoles, wrapping her arms around her distressed princess. "It's okay, it's okay. Mommy's here, honey," she says, gently rocking Baby back and forth. "Even big girls have accidents sometimes!" Baby buries her face in Mommy's chest as she sobs, staining her shirt with her tears. "NOOOO, MOMMY, I DUN WANNA BE A BIG GIWLLL!! I WANNA BE A BABYYYY!!!" Baby wails, muffled by Mommy's chest. "Oh, honey, you'll always be my little baby," Mommy reassures, tenderly stroking Baby's hair and kissing the top of her head. "It's okay, sweetie, don't cry!" She can't help but smirk, happy to lose her own internal bet over how long Baby would last. Baby's stream eventually dies down. She looks up at her Mommy, sniffling, her eyes red and puffy. "I... I wuined youw showts, M-Mommy..." Baby hiccups. "Oh, that's okay, honey, it's just a little accident," Mommy reassures, wiping the tears from Baby's flushed cheeks. "Y-you... sniffle you weally won' be mad at me...?" Baby stammers, her lip trembling. "Of course not! You're just a little baby; of course you're gonna have accidents." Baby squeezes Mommy tightly. "T-tank you, Mommy... I-I'm sowwy..." "Oh, honey, no more being sorry, okay? Now, how about a nice, clean diapie?" "Y-yes pwease, Mommy..." Baby mumbles. Mommy scoops up her accident-prone princess and brings her to the changing table, laying her down gently and lifting her legs. She peels her own shorts, fully sodden with pee, off of her baby girl, leaving her completely naked from the waist down. The cold air reminds Baby of her place once again, yet this time it brings her relief. Her eyes sparkle up toward her doting Mommy as she pulls out a fresh, white diaper just for her. "M-Mommy, you'wl stiwl wuv me eben if I hab accidens?" "I'll love you no matter what, my darling princess," Mommy replies, smiling at the sound of much thicker baby talk, unmistakably correlated with diapering. She lifts Baby's legs up further and sprinkles powder on her butt, making her giggle. "You're mine no matter what, and taking care of you is my favorite thing to do," Mommy says, leaning down to kiss her giggling baby on the nose. She wraps Baby's diaper around her hips, taping it snugly. "How does that feel, dear?" "Mmmm..." Baby coos, kicking her feet a little. "Feews comfy... an puffy..." Mommy giggles. "You're adorable." Suddenly, Baby's tummy gurgles loudly, quickly proceeded by a loud, bubbly fart slipping out of her diapered butt. "And stinky!" Mommy laughs. "Mommyyyy!" Baby looks away, covering her face as it turns rosy. Another fart squeezes out of her, making her bury her face further. "Uh-ohh, seems like you've been saving something for me..." Mommy smirks. Baby peaks out from behind her hands. "Mommyyyy..." "Awww, don't be shy, sweetie. Mommy put you in that cute diaper for a reason, right?" Mommy says, gently rubbing her baby's tummy. "Hhh, Mommy, s-stooopp, you'we gonna make me--" Another fart forces its way out of her powdered bottom. "Can't keep all that stink in, huh, diaper baby?" Mommy teases, lightly pressing down on Baby's sensitive stomach, causing another fart to ripple out of her. "Mommyyyuhh!!" Baby whines. Her tone and body language convey one thing, but her unwillingness to put a stop to this tells Mommy everything she needs to know. "Come on, sweetie. You already know you belong in diapers, so be a good girl and make a big, mushy mess for me~" Mommy rubs Baby's tummy faster, feeling it tighten up. "H-aahh, y-yes Mommyy!!" Baby squeaks as stinky mush starts to ooze out of her. "P-poobyingg!!" "That's it, good girl! Make a big, stinky mess for Mommy!" Mommy says, rubbing faster. Baby lets out a few cute, high-pitched grunts as her messy poop rapidly fills her diaper. Soon, her entire bottom is covered in a warm, gooey, stinky mess. "Unnghh... S-so good, M-Mommy..." Baby moans, kicking her legs a bit. "Aww, that's my messy baby!" Mommy praises, slowing her hand's pace now that she got what she wanted. Baby does nothing to stop the rest of her mess from filling her diaper, moaning softly and enjoying the warm sensation enveloping her lower half. "Ohh, look at all that stinky mush," Mommy teases, patting the bottom of Baby's diaper. Baby blushes fiercely. "Eheh, sowwy, M-Mommy..." "Don't be, silly! I love it when you poop your pants," Mommy says, rubbing Baby's messy padding. "O-oh, M-Mommy..." Baby sighs. "My baby's all messy!" Mommy squeals. Baby smiles and giggles, wiggling her hips. "Eheh, w-weally stinky, huh, Mommy?" "Oh, it's super-duper stinky, honey! Good job, you made a huge mess for me!" Mommy praises, grabbing Baby's calves and kicking her legs for her a bit. "T-tank you, Mommy..." Baby mumbles. Mommy watches Baby's cheeks turn a deep crimson. Her thighs start rubbing together, her breathing accelerating subtly. "Seems like someone's getting worked up~" "M-Mommyyy!!" Baby's blush deepens. Her body starts to wantingly twitch. "I bet I know exactly why, too." "Y-you do??" "Well, I know everything that makes you tick, but this one's painfully obvious. You couldn't even last fifteen minutes as a big girl!" Mommy says, firmly patting Baby's mushy butt. "You're such a little diaper girl, aren't you?" Baby squeals. Her eyes widen, and she clenches her thighs together. "Nnngh, y-yes, Mommy...! I-I a... a baby, a-an a diapew giwl...!" "And I love that about you, sweetie," Mommy reassures her, patting her butt again. "E-ehehe, I wub it too, Mommyy!!" "You just love being reminded of that, don't you, baby?" Mommy says, slowly rubbing Baby's diapered crotch. "That was so embarrassing, having that big accident in the kitchen," she says, watching Baby squirm and loving every second of it. "Y-yes, M-Mommy... Baby wen pee a looot..." Baby mutters, drifting further into the vortex of complete, mushy baby brain. "And you loved it, didn't you? You loved failing miserably to act big and being forced right back into diapers, didn't you?" Mommy says, rubbing Baby's wanting pussy through her messy diaper. "Yesh, Mommy...!" Baby whimpers, her thighs quivering. "Well, good news, honey. You're never getting out of diapers. You're gonna be Mommy's dirty little diaper girl forever, and ever, and ever..." "Y-yesh, Mommy!! Pwease wemme be youw diapie giwl fowebew!!" Baby squeals, grinding her pussy against Mommy's dominant hand. "That's my good girl. My stupid, horny, baby girl," Mommy teases. "Does that feel good, baby? Getting off in your dirty diaper?" "Y-yesh, Mommy, e-ebewyfing feews sho gooooooddd!!" Baby squeals, bucking her hips. "My horny, messy baby. You love being a big, stinky baby, don't you?" Mommy teases. "Yeeesshh, M-Mommyyy!!" "Are you gonna cum for me, honey? Are you gonna squirt in your messy diaper for your Mommy?" "P-pwease, Mommy!! B-Baby needa make cummiesss!!" "Such a dirty girl!" Mommy teases, rubbing faster. "Come on, diaper slut, cum for Mommy!" Feeling a deep wave of pure euphoria wash over her, Baby's mind finally caves. She understands now: this is where she belongs. Head empty, diaper full, making cummies and being a good girl for her Mommy. She's a helpless little diaper girl, meant only to fill her pants and love doing it. She'll never question her role again. Baby moans with all of the air in her lungs, squeezing her thighs together as her whole body quakes. Her hips buck as her helpless pussy squirts into her full diaper, soiling it further. "My, my, that was a big one, huh?" Mommy says, patting her baby's diapered crotch. Baby just giggles.
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  5. Mommy spent the day holding while playing videos games. I guess I got distracted and didn't realize how much I leaked in my panties. Good thing I had a towel down until I could go.
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    Sexy, thick, milf in jeans equals 6 starts from me, She gets prevented from peeing by her daughter who makes her play with her all day. When she gets home, her husband is, of course, in the bathroom.
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    Your Mommy tries on one of your diapers but is surprised when you get home early. As punishment she makes you wear her wet diaper.
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  9. View File Mommy Dom Caught Diapered By Sissy POV Your Mommy tries on one of your diapers but is surprised when you get home early. As punishment she makes you wear her wet diaper. Submitter WhoWetMyPants Submitted 02/16/2023 Category Female  
  10. This is my first work as well as my first post on this forum. It's the tale of a young man who gets abducted and indoctrinated by a diaper obsessed cult. I'm posting up the first 2 chapters together because the first chapter contains no fetish content. The following chapters will contain lots of messing and other pervy diaper stuff if you're into that! This story contains our protagonist getting drugged and abducted as well as the aforementioned cult and a lot of non consensual stuff, so please consider this a trigger warning. I truly hope you enjoy! Chapter 1 The club was alive. Music blasted from the speakers as the people gathered on the dance floor. Moving,gyrating and swaying in a delightful orgy of sound and sensation. The lights were low, smoke snaked in from below as lasers cut through the dense air as the people in-between mingled in a soiree of sweat and sensuality. Away from all of this. Ash sat at the bar, isolated from the delights of the flesh being experienced mere metres away. This was his usual routine; Every weekend Ash would be in attendance, not for the drinking, nor for the music and most certainly not for the dancing. No,not for much fun at all. There was just one reason Ash would attend a place he loathed such as this one. Women The advice he was given by his (internet) friends was such: “Go to clubs and meet women there with any luck, you’ll hit it off with a girl and maybe even get lucky”. Such luck had eluded Ash, and had been for some time now, to the dismay of Ash. Dismay that was rapidly approaching despair. Ash checked the time on his phone and wondered if he would have any real free time before bed that night, because this seemed like as much work as his actual job. He looked around the sparse bar to spot any potential marks like a rodent sniffing for forgotten and discarded scraps of food. To his absolute lack of surprise, no one caught his eye, anyone that Ash considered worth his effort were already partnered up or out on the dance floor; Which to Ash,may as well have been an irradiated exclusion zone. In his eyes, Ash lacked the dance skills nor the looks to be accepted as anyone more than a solitary loser up there. Pulling the strings of this theatre of self pity was his own crippling lack of confidence. A cruel and sneering master that had enslaved Ash for time now beyond memory. Ash himself was not particularly bad looking.He clocked a modest height of about 5’11, His slim and toned body portrayed some amount of discipline in physical fitness (not for his own sake, more in the hopes of attracting a partner) his facial features were soft and almost feminine. Exacerbating this apparent femininity was his charcoal black hair that fell to his shoulders. His friends often joked that he should just give up and become a woman himself. “If you can't beat ‘em ‘join em” they smirked and chided. Cackling even more when Ash fell for their taunts like a dumb woodland animal stepping right into a poacher’s snare. Ash would be lying if he said that thought hadn’t crossed his mind in earnest at least once or twice. The issue was that any and all good looks were wasted on a person so out of love with themselves. The culprits to this crime had to have been the lack of love and affection Ash needed in his childhood, Ash reasoned.That and his own shyness of course. “Mommy issues” had been a common issue and running joke among Ash’s smattering of online buddies, many of which were in the same boat as him; Some had already fallen overboard into the comically uncaring waters below and seemingly none had reached dry land. Ash sucked down the rest of his gin and tonic as he silently resigned himself to another night of viewing digital girls through the portal of his computer screen,snatching up hollow digital pleasure all the while. Just as he decided to leave his perch, he spied an intriguing sight. An absolutely stunning woman just across the bar. This woman was mature and experienced in all the ways Ash was not, and it was clear at just a glance. Her delicate poise and sculpted face portrayed an erotic elegance. This revelation struck Ash like lightning, but like lightning it faded in an instant. “Out of my league” Ash reassured himself,somehow thinking it would stop the pain of preemptive rejection like a magic bullet. It didn’t. Ash was about to make his escape when the eyes of this enticing stranger met his own ogling stare. Ash, in this moment, thought about how nice it would be to simply stop existing. It was at this point that the unthinkable happened and the woman started stalking towards Ash, making him feel like prey, and easy prey at that. As the beguiling woman drew closer, Ash started to feel the tell tale signs of his performance anxiety drawing closer simultaneously. His heart pounded at his chest, practically feeling as if it were trying to escape his body. As his lips became more dry, the rest of his body became more glistened with sweat. He truly hoped this woman hadn’t already noticed this apocalyptic display of anxiety that was currently gripping Ash and squeezing him ever more tight with each passing second and each inch being closed between the approaching woman and Ash. Just as he prepared for his thundering heart to launch out his chest and beeline directly towards the woman like some grotesque biological defence mechanism, she was already standing before him. Without delay she cut through the tension with her keenly sharp tongue. “Good evening sweetheart, are you enjoying your night?” At this point she had not even sat down, forcing Ash to crane his neck up to meet her gaze. The imbalance of power was already plain to see; with Ash still in a seated position,this woman towered over him, herself looking down on him in the way someone would address a child or pet. Furthering this clear chasm in social standing was the fact that Ash could now examine this woman up close. Her hair was black like his own,the difference between them though, was that this woman’s hair was beautifully kept, it glistened and shimmered even in the dimness of their surroundings, it fell from her scalp in beautiful waves that swayed and danced with each subtle movement of her head. The shade was darker too. An enigmatic black that seemed to hungrily absorb all the light that surrounded it like a endless void, gently lightening and finally ending in ashen grey tips. Her keen eyes conveyed a mesmerising mixture of kindness and affection but also a sharp intellect and finally an air of raw predatory danger. Ash believed eyes like hers could see through any shabby facade he would be able to construct. Her eyeliner formed sharp wings that made her look like a revered pharaoh and the ruby red lipstick on her poised lips made it look like she was ready to devour Ash at any given moment. Above all of this, above her botticellian picture of beauty was her scent. Her enticing, intoxicating scent. It radiated from her body and slipped into Ash’s nostrils like a silent intruder, the scent itself was an indescribable aroma of both sweet and savoury, a lingering nose that was almost addictive in the pleasure it provided in whoever it was bewitching. As it silently streaked through ash’s senses. It almost seemed to make the basic function of thinking more laborious for Ash. The aroma seemed to slip betweens Ash’s neurons and axons, holding up signals and making just thinking basic thoughts an uphill struggle for Ash’s already hampered brain. A sickly sweet but ever so pleasurable mist had seeped into Ash’s mind like a potent neurotoxin taking the form of a deliciously dangerous drug. Ash had now realised the time since her question was ticking away and Ash had not even begun to think of a cogent response, even for such a trivially basic question. “Uh… yeah” the words lazily tumbled out his mouth like vomit, and was about as much value. “My name is Ash.” he continued, not managing to stem the flow and sounding like a preschooler introducing himself on the first day in the process. “Um… and you?” he finally ceased. The woman looked at him quizzically for a moment before a devious grin spread across her face like a wildfire spreading through a field of dry grass. She took a moment to sit down on the stool adjacent to Ash. a slight crinkling noise emerged from her at his point. A noise Ash had dismissed as a hallucination being produced by his now fevered brain. “Astrid” she simply uttered before reaching out her hand towards Ash in a gesture of peace, frowning slightly as Ash didn’t return the favour. Clearly the prospect of making skin contact with this woman was enough to cause a short circuit in his brain, which at this point was nearing catastrophic collapse. Ash, now scrambling inside his head to manage a response that was at all relevant, came out swinging. “Oh cool… So what brings you to this place?” He tried his best. The woman was now unable to contain her giggles as she reposed: “Oh that’s easy. I just love preying on young, vulnerable men such as yourself!” She grinned. The adrenaline response now started to well up within Ash’s body after hearing that last terror inducing remark. Ash would, of course, be picking flight in this situation. Just before Ash could manage a dash for the nearest door, window, security guard or parental figure; Astrid’s grin broke loose into bemused laughter. “You should see your face right now, idiot!” she cackled, wiping away a tear. Ash truly didn’t appreciate the cruel trick he had just fallen victim to, even if he did feel a modicum of pride at making a beautiful woman laugh, however indirectly. “I’m just here on a night out with some friends.” Astrid explained, gesturing towards a heaving swarm of people. “And I thought I would come speak to this cutie I spotted from across the bar.” This last remark made Ash awash with warm, fuzzy feelings, washing away the heart gripping fear that he was feeling mere moments before. “What are you drinking, my sweet?” Astrid asked gently, as if she was posing the question to a toddler. “Oh… gin and tonic.” Ash quietly responded, sounding ashamed of his answer. Once again, Astrid giggled. “And here I was thinking you just looked like a girly boy!” The shame burrowed deeper into Ash’s psyche like a parasitic wasp. Astrid gestured to the bartender. “Two gin and tonics please!” From her voice, it sounded like Astrid was used to giving orders. The drinks were delivered to Astrid and her quivering companion and a cheers was shared between the two. Astrid put down her drink and shepherded Ash’s attention off his own and onto the crowd of dancing party goers. “So why aren’t you up there enjoying yourself with everyone else?”She asked, pointedly. “Oh, I guess I’m not very good at dancing. Why aren’t you either?” Ash deflected. Astrid ignored his probing, seeming slightly perturbed. “Most of the people up there aren’t very good dancers either. Are you sure you aren’t just too afraid, sweetheart?” Astrid's words cut right into the core of Ash’s ego; leaving him, and it, completely deflated. Ash didn’t know what to say back to such a cutting remark, falling back into his comfortable habit of stammering before looking down at his drink. Astrid looked directly into Ash’s crestfallen eyes before taking a large swig of her own drink. Ash’s subconscious demanded that he keep pace, forcing him to obey and take a similarly large gulp.It was at this point that Ash’s recollection of the night became a haze of deteriorated memories. Memories still fresh but seeming like cobbled and half remembered recollections from decades passed. Distinct flashes surfaced such as leaving the bar, being ushered into a car and falling into a deep, restful slumber. Ash was headed somewhere. Chapter 2 Ash drifted out of his sweet coma and into the unkind reality that awaited him in the waking world. He tried to stretch his limbs but realised very quickly that it was an impossibility. This was the first of his realisations in this moment of discovery. Shortly after was the realisation that, like in the bar he was seated, but very unlike his time in the bar, was that his arms, legs and wrists were bound with black leather fastenings. His next realisation was that, bar his lucky underwear, he was completely naked. This was concerning for reasons that need not be explored deeply. And his final realisation was that Astrid was standing before him, donning her now trademark grin, now carrying a more malicious aura even though her eyes still portrayed a caring,calming gaze. After these realisations, each more daunting than the last, ceased crashing against Ash’s mind like roaring ocean waves battering a low lying coastal village, he started examining his surroundings more closely. First he checked his now naked body. The advantage of being naked is the ease of checking for any hastily stitched surgery scars. Looking up and down his goose bump marked form, he couldn't find any; It seemed like organ harvesting wasn’t on the agenda. Yet. He next began to examine the room in which he unwillingly found himself. It seems surprisingly clean and almost ornate for what could very well be a murder dungeon. The floors were lined neatly with white stone tiles, while the walls were painted in a pleasing neutral blue, intercut with white stripes. Despite the harrowing situation he now found himself in, Ash felt the calming influence of the room slightly soothe him. This seemed like the intention of the design now making itself known. The room was sparse, a few potted plants added to the atmosphere, but the only furniture apart from Ash’s throne of confinement was a sink and countertop. On the countertop were several bottles, looking to be toiletries but Ash could not be sure at this distance. Ash, now not seeing another option, decided to follow his first instinct. Scream. “HELP! OH GOD SOMEBODY HELP ME PLEASE!” he cried, becoming red in the face as he simultaneously yelped and tried to wriggle out his bindings. The bonds proved far too . tight to be loosened by Ash’s petty struggling. He continued to cry out to anyone that may hear him, at first coherently and soon incoherently. Tears streamed down his bright red face as his voice quivered and soon gave in to silence. He looked up, pitifully at Astrid. Her gaze now met his and was overflowing with gleeful malice. “I hope you’re finished with your little tantrum, sweetheart” she smirked before continuing. “Because I can assure you that absolutely no help is coming, little one.” This matter of fact truthfulness along with the pure condescension of her tone send shockwaves of fear and helplessness through Ash’s quaking body. Tears streamed down his face as his defiant cries became whimpering sobs on the turn of a dime. At this point, all this stress and fear had proven too much for Ash’s body to handle. A dreadful blend of the helpless terror he was experiencing, an excess of drink the night before and Astrid’s torment caused the poor boy’s bladder muscles to relapse completely. A hot and fast flowing stream of urine forced its way out of Ash’s penis and into the fabric of his, now unlucky, underwear. Of course the fabric could hold very little of the shameful piss still flowing from Ash as it began to completely soak, first at the front but soon trickling downwards into the waiting leather of the char. The waterproof leather rejected the pee and a puddle formed around Ash’s ass, soaking the seat of his very unlucky underwear. Once the humiliating puddle had reached maximum capacity within the indentation made by Ash’s ass against the chair, it broke its banks, as all overflowing rivers do. The still warm pee ran down the legs. Not just the legs of the chair, but the legs of Ash. The urine ran down his thighs and down his legs, forming another puddle at his feet, now frozen stiff so as to not splash around in his own shameful piss puddle. As his flow mercifully tapered off, the rapidly cooling piss flowed through the seams of the floor tiles and met the also bare feet of astrid, she didn’t make an attempt to move from it’s trajectory. Ash’s eyes moved from her feet, up her voluptuous legs and stooped at her chest, he couldn't bear to meet her eyes after such an infantile display. He finally raised his view to her face, he expected a piercing look of disgust,or perhaps another fit of mocking laughter but received something entirely different. Astrid's eyes were once again signalling absolute kindness and even a glimmer of pride and a genuine smile held steadfast on her face. A smile of angelic serenity. She softly spoke: “That’s right my sweet boy, let it all out for me.” she spoke in a calm half-whisper as if she were a mother soothing her baby. Ash was deeply confused, in his childhood, a potty training infraction such as this one would result in a rough spanking, but Astrid conveyed no anger, just empathy. Ash still felt deeply fearful about his predicament but the soothing serenity of Astrid was calming his nerves. Upon closer examination, Astrid was no longer wearing the elegant black slit dress that she donned the previous night, now wearing a black pinafore dress with a loose flowing skirt over a simple white shirt. What was truly surprising was what Astrid was wearing underneath her dress. The skirt was cut low enough to see her bulky, fluffy diaper peeking out from underneath, it showed some signs of usage, some the flower designs on the front had faded slightly, the padding here looking markedly more soggy and yellow than the rest. Ash was now truly confused. Who was Astrid, really? And what kind of place had he been brought to? The bewilderment on Ash’s face was now plain to see, Astrid took the initiative and began to explain herself. “I bet you’re wondering just where you are right now” she began. And I bet you’re wondering even more about my diapers!” she continued. Ash, in a state of shock too great to even speak, simply nodded. “Let me explain. We all exist here within this community away from the judgemental eye of larger society and we live happily in accordance with the wishes of the matriarch.” she explained, carefully to Ash. It was a way of speaking slowly and carefully enough to make Ash suspect his intelligence was being insulted on purpose. Even with such an explanation, it was hard for Ash to make sense of it. He spoke truthfully about the thought that had first crossed his mind. “Like a cult?” he inquired, his voice quivering all the while as he had no idea as to what kind of reaction this may have provoked. “What a horrible word to describe our ideals.” Astrid scornfully replied. Just hearing the word was enough to make her grimace in disgust. “We simply wish to live a life here that is free from judgement and rich with long lasting peace. In a way that is pleasing to our matriarch.” She clarified. “And who’s the matriarch?” Ash asked, almost afraid to hear the answer, as their very title inspired a feeling of dread deep within him. “You will meet her yourself when she decides you are worth being blessed with her presence. For now, she has assigned me as your mommy, and I will ensure her wishes are granted” Astrid ominously intoned. A look of pure serenity now on her face as her thoughts were set on this ‘matriarch’. Ash would have psychically taken aback by Astrid’s declaration, if not for the bonds still locking him into place. “M… my mommy?” Ash just barely choked out, his heart beat whipping into a frenzied drum beat once more. “That’s right, little one! From now on, I’ll be looking after you while you find your place in our happy little community.” Astrid beamed with joy at Ash, clearly ecstatic to begin her work as Ash’s caretaker. “I’ll be keeping a watchful eye on you at all times, so be on your best behaviour and always listen to what your mommy says and you’ll be so happy with us!” The deep wrongness of her words juxtaposed with the great joy in the way she spoke them. Ash had never been more fearful in his entire existence. If Astrid meant what she said and what she spoke of was true… Then there may have been no way out for Ash at all. One last question departed Ash’s lips: “And the diapers?” “A symbol of our Matriarch's divine will, we all use them as required by her… And very soon, you will too.” Briefly. Ash’s flurrying heart stopped still.
  11. DISCLAIMER!!!!! The original story does not belong to me or PinkTheDinosaur, this was just a personal remake and updated version of Baby Care Class by wndash2 (link to there page at the bottom) they wrote this story a few years ago, and Pink liked it at the time. But after rereading the whole thing, they realized there wasn't much of a story there besides a guy being tortured for no real reason. So because Pink like making stories, they began thinking up a story to help fix that problem. If you haven't yet, please go check out the original. this was Pink's first story and so far his most popular. https://wndash2.deviantart.com/art/Baby-Care-Class-Part-1-363391183 ALSO!!!!! this story features some sexual content from time to time! if you do not like that then please don't read! ch1 Paradise private College, how the hell I wound up going here I don't know. Most of my grades suck, and I barely attended high school anyway. The only reason I'm even going to this college is by some miracle my mother sent in a college application that got excepted. “Look! You can either go to the school or get the fuck out of my house!” my mom yelled at me the day I said I wouldn't go. "All you do if fuck off and don't work. The only people in this house that get to do that are kids in school, the sick, or the retired!” I will admit that I may not have been the best son. But hell, having a rare condition that makes you look 4 feet tall will make you hate the world. I'm not a dwarf, per say, I'm just the first with a new rare genetic disorder that stopped me from growing. I just look like an average person was shrunk down. Heck if it wasn't for the facial hair I have then most people would assume I'm a child. Which has happened to me more than once! So my mother made me a deal. She would pay for the school, an apartment for me and give me a 200 dollar allowance for food every two weeks if I went. However, I must attend classes. If I miss classes more than four times without a doctor's note, she will cut all ties with me. So because I didn't want to work yet, I decided to go. Plus who doesn't like going to college parties? So I traveled nearly two states away just for school. Paradise private College was built a long time ago and was made on top of a large hill. Why they decided on that, I have no idea. Maybe because the rich people who built it meant it only for the upper class at the time. But thanks to it being on such a large hill a lot of people have to climb a ton of stairs just to get to the school, and for a short guy like me, that's just hell. One of the thing that came with the acceptance letter was another letter attached saying they were introducing a new program for people and that he was one of the few to start in it. It was a program to help people who didn't have the best grades in high school still go to college, just with a little extra help. That help was having to get to the school at 7:00 Am, an hour before the school opened, and attend a catch-up class. By the time I got to the top, I was even more exhausted than when I woke up this morning. Everything was dark outside and very cold. Even with a jacket on, I was freezing. I took a look at my phone that said it was 6:50, well at least I wasn't late. I walked over to the front of the school and tried to open the doors, but they were locked. What the hell? “Excuse me? Are you lost?” a woman asked me. I quickly looked and saw a gorgeous blond hair woman. “Um ya, I'm William, and I'm here for the catch-up class,” I told her. “well so am I, I can show you where it is.” the women told me with a warm smile as she pointed in the direction we had to go. “Thank you, um?” I told her. “Jen, my name is Jen,” she told me as I followed her around the school and to a back door. “I came here last week and was told where it was. Because it's such a new program, the school placed it in the back.” I guess that made since I thought as I walked through the door and into a hallway. The hallway was pretty dark with a few dim lights but near the end of the hall was a bright room lighting up the entrance. I walked over to the light with Jen right behind me. But when I got to the doorway of the room I stopped in confusion as instead of a classroom with a bunch of desks, there was instead what looked like a giant nursery? “What the heck?” I asked when I was suddenly pushed into the room and Jen locked the door. “You have no idea how long I waited for this,” Jen said as she immediately grabbed me and lifted me into the air. I tried to fight back but thanks to my small size I was nothing to her as she threw me onto a table and began strapping me to the table. “WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING!” I screamed at her before she rubbed some weird cream stuff on my face before large pacifier was shoved into my mouth and strapped to the back of my head. “Quiet you, babies shouldn't scream,” Jen told me as she lifted scissors into the air and I grew even more scared. So scared that I began to piss my pants. “Aww, would you look at that. The baby had an accident. Well, that's what happens when you don't wear the right protection.” I had no idea what she was talking about as she then began to cut off my clothes, before throwing them into a trash can. She then proceeded to get out a giant diaper which I began to thrash around after seeing it. But since I wasn't able to get free Jen just taped the diaper onto me with no real difficulty. Next came two large pink mittens put over my hands. I didn't see what she grabbed next but one at a time Jen unstrapped my arms and legs before putting something on me and restriping me in place. When she finished, she took one last look at me with a broad smile on her face. Jen then unstrapped me and lifted me up. Agin, I tried to fight, but nothing worked. Jen the put me on the ground beside a large mirror and had me take a look, and I was horrified! I was in a tiny pink baby girl's dress that only covered half of the thick diaper Jen put me in, a pair of white stocking was on my legs, and I was wearing mary jane shoes that were somehow just my size! Since I haven't had a chance to get a haircut yet, my hair was slightly long. For some reason when I took a closer look all my facial hair was also gone and with everything else just made me look like a girl toddler! I immediately began screaming into the pacifier, but only a muffle came out. Jen just laughed at the whole thing as she looked at me with a broad smile on her face. “I think someone must be hungry.” gen said as she picked me up again to re strapped me to the table. Jen then walked over to a mini-fridge and pulled out a large bottle of milk. “This will help the baby grow,” she said mockingly as she unscrewed something at the top of the pacifier and attach the bottle to it. “Now drink up sweetie, or I'll have to hold your nose to force you to drink.” I didn't care what she said, I wasn't drinking it. That is until Jen did plug my nose and forced me to drink just to get air. I was only ¾ done with the bottle when I began to feel full and stopped drinking. “Come on baby, you need to finish it,” Jen told me as she plugged my nose again and this time didn't let go until the bottle was gone. “Good girl.” Jen then removed the bottle, and I was panting heavily. I felt like my stomach would burst at any minute. My stomach was slightly bloated, and Jen decided to give it a little rub before smiling at me. “Alright, that's enough for now," Jen said before unstrapping me and cared me over to a large baby crib where she laid me on my back before taking a large lid and placing it on top of the crib, making it impossible for me to climb out. Suddenly I heard a loud bell and Jen made her way to the door. I got on my knees and began banging on the crib bars. "Well, I got to get to class, but I’ll be back to take you to the Baby Care Class!" Jen told me excitedly, before turning off the lights and leaving me alone in the dark, dressed as a toddler.
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  20. Hi! This is the first time I've actually posted anything on the Omo forums. I've been a part of the DIscord community for a while now, but I wanted to share this story in a more permanent place. I was fortunate enough to meet another ABDL mommy through Tinder about a year and a half ago and we hit it off right away. She was looking for a baby boy to completely regress and call her own, and I happily obliged. We've met several times in person and she is totally into (she gets aroused by it) me wetting and messing diapers. I met with her for the first time in 9 months yesterday, and I had a really fun experience I'd like to share! Enjoy! 🙂 So my mommy, who I'll just refer to as mommy, has a suuuuper attractive (and very open-minded) sister-in-law (SIL) who was also there and the SIL knew about the situation. So my mommy and I are already super comfortable with wearing and using diapers since my mommy uses them too. It ended up being my mommy and her SIL in her room and I got to explain what my fetish was about right in front of them while holding a diaper in my hand that I was about to wear. Although it was kinda sexual for me, I didn't want to make anyone uncomfortable, and I appreciated the SIL's words and she even asked questions about it! It made me so happy that I just felt like I had to share it here. I also ended up wetting and messing my diaper right in front of them and without me saying anything, I heard my mommy tell her SIL that I (verbatim) "went to the bathroom in my pants." Whew, what a rush. The SIL was super okay with it too! She went and got me a plastic bag to put the diaper in and comforted me after my mommy changed me. Mommy dressed me up in one of her onesies and let me use one of her pacis, so the SIL got to see me in full on regression mode and she was totally cool and even interested in it. This is a true story, and I am very very excited to share more of these as my relationship with my mommy gets stronger. It's also worth mentioning that the SIL knew 100% what was going on; I didn't do any of this in secret. The SIL had been actively asking about me coming over for a while (since my mommy told her about me with my permission) so I knew that she was actually excited about it and not just "okay" with it. A few minutes before I was about to leave, the SIL literally told me that she wanted to change me eventually and my mommy was okay with that too! I hope you all enjoyed hearing about this! Stay tuned for more!
  21. lilhp

    diaper, wet

    From the album: Art by Lilhp

    Fifth in a series I think someone needs a change… we don’t want that rash coming back. Don’t be embarrassed, Honey, you just can’t control yourself anymore! *sniff sniff* You didn’t have another messy accident, did you!? I told you to tell me if you needed to go! As soon as I change you and spank that bottom you’re in time out, missy!!!

    © http://lilhp.tumblr.com/post/81610914230/i-think-someone-needs-a-change-we-dont-want-that

  22. lilhp

    diaper, dry

    From the album: Art by Lilhp

    Fourth in a series You thought you could trick me by hiding those wet pullups under your bed, did you?! Be quiet! If you’re going to pee yourself like a baby you’re going to be put in baby diapers! Oh yes, at nighttime too… you didn’t think I noticed your sheets changed themselves three times this week? Do you think i’m stupid? That mattress is probably ruined now!

    © http://lilhp.tumblr.com/post/79893367198/you-thought-you-could-trick-me-by-hiding-those-wet

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