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View File Memories of the past: some old Bytemine clips part 2 Part 2 of some old Bytemine clips. Low quality, but sweet memories of the past... Warning: nudity Submitter Cathyva Submitted 06/20/2022 Category Female
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Meeting My New Neighbor Part 3 By Linda J We arrived back home, taking the diapers to my house. Sandy said that we better change, so we headed upstairs to the bathroom. Sandy grabbed a waterproof changing pad and laid it on the floor. She then had me lay down on the pad, so she could change me. She lifted my skirt and pulled my panties down. She then untaped my diaper and slowly slid it from under me, my legs were pulled up so my poopy wouldn't get all over the place. She got some baby wipes out of the bag of supplies that we got and slowly started to wipe my hiney. She really did a great job, and I was starting to get real turned on. She then washed off my vagina area, making sure none of the poop had gotten into my clit. This was really getting me turned on, I had never had this happen before, I didn't think of myself as a lesbian. Sandy finished up and placed a fresh diaper under me and taped it up. She then slipped the panties back up my thighs and into place. With a pat on my butt, she said," their baby girl, now would you like to change my diaper?" She stood in front of me and raised her skirt, I slid her panties down. She then laid down on the floor for me to change her. She seemed to enjoy it too, but never made any sexual advances other than to clean me like a mother would her baby. I rediapered her and we went downstairs to get a drink. While we were setting at the table, Sandy said that she was invited to a special party that evening and asked if I would like to join her. She said that it was for people with “our interests”. I thought, what am I getting into? I thought it over for a few minutes and then accepted the offer. As Sandy left, she said, "Don't forget to pack some diapers for tonight” That night I packed 4 of my disposable diapers in a large purse along with some plastic pants that Sandy lent me and crinkled my diapered butt over to Sandy. She was waiting for me, dressed in a little yellow sun dress. She looked just like a little girl, when she bent over to get her diaper bag, I could see she was wearing a cloth diaper covered with yellow plastic panties. She looked so sweet. Sandy drove to the party; it was at a house of a friend of hers in the country. The house sat back of the road pretty far, with no neighbors to be nosey. We went inside and met Tim, the owner and some of his friends, there were girls and guys there, all in diapers except for one mid 30's blond. She was wearing tight white jeans with a T-shirt that read "I want to be a Baby too". After everyone arrived, Tim said that we have a girl who wants to become a member of our AB/DL Club. Tim told everyone to gather round and set on the floor. He then introduced the non-diapered girl as Alicia. He told her that in order to join our club; she had to have an accident in her panties, to prove that she needed diapers. Alicia seemed a little reluctant to do it in front of all of us. We all tried to encourage her along. Finally, she stood there in front of us and started to leave a small stream of pee into her pants, then as she started to relax, the stream got stronger, it ran down her legs and into her pumps, spilling onto the tile floor. Tim ask if she was done and ready to be changed, she said she was, but then said wait a minute. Alicia then squatted a little and left out a fart, this was followed by her squeezing with all her might as she loaded her panties. The seat of her pants bulged out, and you could see a brown spot appearing through her already pee stained white jeans. Tim said, "that's a good girl, now doesn't that feel good", as he patted her poopy butt. Tim asked us who wanted to change our new member. Every hand in the room went up. Tim then said," Why not let our most recent member do the honors” he then came to me and helped me to my feet. I went over to Alicia and slid her wet jeans down to reveal a pretty pair of white satin briefs, the crotch was soaked, and then she turned around to show everyone what she did in her panties. I slid her panties down to the floor, and she stepped out of them. I then had her bend over, and I wiped her messy rear. Then I had her lay on a towel on the floor and I washed her pubic area. She was shaved already, so that made cleanup easier. I selected a couple of thick cloth diapers for her and slid it under her. I then powdered her and pulled the diaper between her legs and pinned it in place. Next I slid a pair of shiny pink rubber panties up her legs. They swished and puckered as Tim pulled them up and over her thick cloth diapers. The rest of the guests enjoyed the show, and many of us were in need of a change by now. I had wet my diaper about the time Alicia was pooping her panties, Tim came up to me and said that I looked like my diaper was wet and that he'd like to change me if I'd let him. I looked at Sandy, she nodded her head in approval. Tim laid me down on the same towel that I changed Alicia on and started to change me in front of everyone. I was embarrassed at first, but then I looked around the room and to my surprise, Sandy was changing one of the guys messy diapers. Tim was good at changing me, very tender and caring. He asked me if I ever wore a cloth diaper? I told him, not since I was a baby. He said, that it looks like you are a baby again, honey. Tim got a cloth diaper out and pinned it on me, he then took out a pair of clear plastic panties and put them on me. I must admit that it felt good to have a guy change my diaper. The cloth diaper and plastic panties felt strangely good. I couldn't wait to wet them. Sandy came over to me and said let’s get some snacks, and something to drink, maybe that will make us go again. As I walked or, better yet, waddled, I could hear my plastic pants rustle with each step, I was really starting to feel babyish. I looked a Sandy's diaper, and it was sagging. She was wet but refused to be changed at that moment.
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Hi! My latest story: "The Desperate Diapered Date", is now on Amazon. It continues the adventures of Allison Clofield, now on her dream date with her crush Max; having to figure out how she'll hide her need to wear diapers from him. Thank you so much to everyone for the support and if anyone is interested in commissioning me to write for them, I am open again; after a long break due to Coronavirus. Here's an extract of the story to get you all excited. 😉 Enjoy: THE DESPERATE DIAPERED DATE Allison was nervous. She was about to go on a date with long-time crush Max Fielding, who she had desired all-year. If she was anyone else, she knew she’d be dancing around elated; waiting until she’d sat through a generically acceptable amount of the movie they were going to see, before they could make-out. She’d dreamed of him kissing her, a hand slipping over her breasts; yet dreaded what would happen if he took it further and knew that was a risk. For if he did, Max would learn her greatest secret: That she had to wear diapers to avoid what would otherwise be near-daily, humiliating accidents. She had suffered a horrible one, exactly-one-week ago; barely making it home and avoiding an accident at school, before her bladder strength collapsed in the home stretch and she’d wet herself in front of her mum. Even now, the memory made her cringe; though she was more understanding than anyone else would be about it. She hadn’t worn that summer dress since and thinking of how she’d nearly lost-it in front of Max that day was enough to make her stomach turn with fear. She wanted badly to not wear a diaper on their date but couldn’t risk him finding out her secret, from watching urine run down her legs after she downed too much coke. So, she resolved to not let Max anywhere near her lower-half tonight. What would she do in the future? Right now, she really didn’t want to think that far ahead. Tonight, she would just enjoy Max kissing everywhere else. Unfortunately, even that wasn’t going to be as simple as she hoped. Max, the sweet, romantic; probably horny, pain had told Allison that he intended to dress up for their date and that: “I can’t wait to see how you’ll look!”. After that, Allison knew she’d have to wear something sexy but nothing seemed right… except one thing. Several weeks ago, Emily had dragged her to the shops; insisting she “Spice up” Allison’s wardrobe. It had been a tense day for Allison, making sure Emily didn’t walk into her changing and see her diapers; however, the biggest waste in her mind was having to pacify Emily by spending way too much money on a shiny-red dress, with a low-cut cleavage. She didn’t wear dresses. There was too much risk of her diaper being glimpsed. But tonight, she knew it was what Max wanted. She could get away with it just once… Right? RING!!! Allison jumped nervously, her breasts bouncing inside her loose pink-bra; as she grabbed her phone. “Hi Allison! “Oh hey Max!”. “Hey, just calling to let you know I’m fifteen minutes away. Is that good with you?”. “Yeah, of course; that’s fine. See you then!”. “Can’t wait, bye!”. “Bye!”. “ARGH!!!!!!!” thought Allison; panicking. She was standing; practically naked, with no idea what to do. Finally, after what felt like hours of further deliberation; she unclipped her pink bra, sliding herself into the red dress, while making sure her diaper was securely fastened underneath as high as it could be, while the dress was as far down to her knees as possible. Her cleavage was on full display, pressed tightly together and bulging against the tight fabric of the dress; displaying her ass nicely as well. Looking at herself in the mirror, Allison felt confident. “I can do this” she thought. “I can do this”. https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B08DJVXC5Y/ref=sr_1_1?dchild=1&keywords=the+desperate+diapered+date&qid=1595593447&sr=8-1