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My Fair Baby
The morning sun streamed through the bedroom window, painting everything in soft golden light.
She stood in front of the full-length mirror, turning slowly from side to side. Her long brunette hair cascaded down her back in gentle waves, a pale blue bow clipped neatly in the centre. The yellow sundress hugged her delicate frame perfectly, it was feminine, flirty, and just short enough to make her feel a little daring.
It’s been so long since Daddy and I had a proper romantic date, she thought, smoothing the dress over her hips. Just the two of us doing regular couple stuff. Like grown-ups.
She studied her reflection with a hopeful, determined smile. Big Disney princess doe eyes, plump pink lips, and her adorable tiny button nose Daddy always loved to kiss. She'd made sure to apply her make up carefully, highlighting all her best features. Today she looked like a proper girlfriend.
No diapers today, she told herself firmly. The thin lace panties underneath felt light and freeing. I can do this. I’m going to be his big girl all day. No accidents. Just a real date like old times.
She was smart, capable, and mature… and today she was determined to prove it!
Lets start another week
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Neue woche neues Glück
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Diapered in the Nurse's office Part 2: Consequences
The car ride home with your step-mother was hell, every corner turned, every bump in the road you could feel the seatbelt pressing into your diaper. Barely covered by your freshly washed black gym shorts, the thick fabric of your pampers forced your legs wide open as you sat sullenly in the back seat.
You were going to university next year for Christ's sake, that's an activity about as far from waddling around wearing diapers as you could possibly get, you thought angrily. What made it worse is that your step-mother had agreed with the nurse and her ridiculous proposition of keeping you in diapers until your incontinence "cleared up."
"If you still wet your pants like a toddler, you should still be in diapers like a toddler." She had berated you, a big-time real estate agent, and DEFINITELY embarassed by having to come and pick up their child that went potty in his pants in front of the whole class. Word would spread, and surely it would be hard to save face for the family business.
Arriving home, you were instructed to have a shower and get ready for dinner. You were to be having a special guest over tonight. Closing the door behind you as you waddled into your room, you peeled your shorts down (with difficulty) over your puffy diaper, kicking them to the floor. You caught a glimpse of the underwear under your shirt as you did so, reminding you of this compromising situation.
You noticed that the second bed and set of shelves had been set up on the other side of the room, ready for an exchange student you would be hosting in a month's time. You hoped to God this whole situation would clear up before then, or else it would quickly become a nightmare.
Next, you fumbled with the four tapes holding your nappy against your body, unsticking them from the front and letting your diaper slide to the floor with a wet thunk.
Wait... that sounded like.... You looked down to your pampers, open under you, the blue inner lining glistening in the light from overhead. It was completely soaked, confirming your fears. It wasn't hard to tell how swollen the fabric was around the crotch area, and the wetness indicator had changed colour all the back up the back.
And you hadn't even noticed.
Your hand felt around your lower back, and it was damp to the touch. It must have happened when you were sitting in the car. Luckily your shorts on the floor were still dry, so it didn't seem like you had any leaks.
You sat on the edge of your bed. What the nurse said was true, you HAD really regressed to pissing your pants like a baby. But not anymore, you were going to make sure this didnt happen again. You would make sure you would go all evening without an accident, and soon everything would be back to normal, right? You carefully put the used diaper into a plastic bag, tied it, and put it on the floor next to the door.
'It ends here, no more diapers," you declared under your breath before going into the onsuite to shower yourself.
You heard your bedroom door open from inside the shower, and your step-mother's voice calling you. Drying yourself with haste, you wrapped a towel around you and slid your bathroom door open.
She was sitting on the edge on your bed, and your face fell as you noticed the package of diapers from the nurse's office as well as your bagged-up used diaper in hand.
She sighed, brushing her dark hard behind her shoulder, and quietly said,
"Look, I know you're a big boy, but the fact is you've wet your pants twice today, and judging from the weight of this bag I'd say that it's probably even more than that... Right? I want to make sure that everything is alright, and want to schedule you into a doctor appointment to make sure that this isn't going to be a big deal."
You flushed red at her words.
"...But we just don't have enough time today, so in the meantime, I am going to need you to help us out," she continued.
"Look, I dont want to have anything to do with these as much as you, but just to be safe for tonight, I'm going to need you to start wearing these. Like I already told you, we have a guest coming here, so I don't want them to be embarassed by you wetting your pants at the table, and I'm sure you don't as well."
You looked anywhere but her direction, face burning as she bluntly talked about your problem as it was just another day at the office discussing property with a client.
She paused briefly before continuing, "You know that I don't judge you at all, and I love you unconditionally. But... I really need you to wear these... diapers from now, okay? This way, if anything happens, you won't get the bed or any of the furniture wet, baby."
You finally found your words and started pleading,
"Those were all just small accidents, I don't need to wear them anymore... Please."
She sighed again, and walked over to soflty stroke the top of your head.
"I know.... These are just in case, for your own good, and for the people around you."
She tsked and walked back over to the bed, pulling another diaper from the package of pampers.
"Okay, look, I'll make you a deal. If it's true that you're not going to wet your pants again, then you should have no problem wearing one of these things to dinner and then to bed tonight. I'll check them tomorrow, and if they're dry, then you won't need to wear them from then on. Deal?"
You nodded your head, desperate for any chance to prove you didn't actually need to be put back into diapers. Besides, just one evening , as well as only one night, how hard could that be? You decided not to drink anything for the rest of the evening, just in case.
And with that deal made, you both heard the doorbell ring, signalling your guest had finally arrived.
"That'll be her... now put your diaper on and when when youre ready, come downstairs for dinner," your step-mother said, taking her leave. With your bedroom door now closed you were now left you to diaper yourself before coming downstairs for your meal.
Your face red, you had no choice but to unfurl one of the babyish diaper on the bed. A deal was a deal. You laid down on the open diaper, trying to remember how the nurse had changed you back at school. It was a struggle, but the diaper was finally firmly around your waist, with all four tapes stuck firmly. You rose to your feet, the bulk making it hard to walk as you entered your onsuite once more to look at your new diaper. You slowly peeled your shirt up, looking at your new, padded prison.
You put your shorts back on, making sure they were tight against your nappy to prevent any leaks, if there were to be any... The last thing you'd want is to embarrass your step-mother again today. You walked out, leaving the large package of diapers on your bed, knowing that the guest wouldn't come all the way up to stairs just to go into your room.
Making your way downstairs, you could hear voices coming from the dining room, as and you approached, the guest came into your field of view, sitting at the table. A young girl, with a beautiful, friendly smile and dark hair. She noticed you immediately and waved cheerfully. She seemed around the same age as you, but it was hard to tell because of her ethnicity.
You froze, becoming acutely aware of your babyish nappy hugging your waist, and hoped that she wasn't able to notice the bulge in your dark shorts. But it seemed like she didn't. You hurridly sat down at the table, concealing yourself before your step-mom made the introductions:
"This is Ayano, she's the exchange student who'll be staying with us for the next six months!"
"...But... I thought we were having the exchange student from next month... On the 6th of July." You say, shocked to hear that the girl sitting opposite from you was the exchange student you had heard about.
"You never listen do you? It was the 7th of the 6th, today, not the 6th of the 7th... honestly." Your step-mother laughed, continuing to sip her wine.
Ayano looked shy but also cheerful. It was bad enough that you were currently diapered, but if this continued, how on earth were you going to hide it from Ayano???
You had a bad feeling things were going to get out of hand very quickly.
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Fill Your Diaper TTS Song
Made a song using TTS encouraging you to fill your diaper.
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While I get a "hot date" with Mrs Bear 🧸😒
"Ooooh and then he pulled down your pants exposing your big soaked diaper to everyone?" Your mom cooed as she wiped at the tears from your face. You sniffled and nodded your headed thinking back to how everyone at the party laughed at you cause your bully embarrassed you.
Sure there were rumours about how you still wet the bed, or the reports about how you always smelled of baby powder. But no way you, a college student still needed diapers. Guess your bully wanted to test that tonight.
Even though you protested your mom sent you to the party in a diaper. but you were pretty confindient you wouldn't get spotted as you were pretty use to going out in diapered in public.
The party was going well. You were a few beers in which always turned you into a little sprinkler but thankfully you knew your diaper would hold a good few wets. You were getting along with everyone quite well. Until you spotted Mitch across the room.
In your mind he was a bit of a dick. He was always pretty popular, especially among the girls in your class. There was even a few rumours floating around that he'd banged a few MILFs. As if, you thought. No way you'd be totally jealous of that cock bag Mitch. So what if he was great at football and could drink a million beers that's hardly impressive?! You were close to moving onto pull ups and your mom is now letting you stay up to 9:30pm on weekends!
As the night went on you had a few more beers, making you more and more brave. Finally, giving you enough confidence to go talk to your crush Lucy.
The chat was going well, you were even flirting with her. She seemed to find you a little funny and cute. Just as things were actually going in your favour you felt a tug from behind. On the waistband of your diaper upwards past your jeans. It was a diaper wedgie, forcing you onto your toes.
"Holy fuck! It's true! He does wear diapers!" Mitch bellowed out laughing causing everyone to stop and stare.
Before you could react you felt your jeans being ripped down past your knees, settling in a bunch at your ankles. Your soggy wet diaper on view. You had gone from a guy who might get laid, to a guy who needed his mommy and a diaper change asap.
A big crowd had formed and camera phones were out focused in on your puffy underwear. You scrambled to pick up your jeans bending over giving everyone a good shot of your wet bum. Just as you nearly got your jeans back on a hard firm smack landed on your diapered butt sending you forward.
"Quick! Run home to mommy and get a change" Mitch mocked. Tears were rolling down your eyes as you ran out, glancing back to see your crush giggling at you with Mitchs hand around her waist.
When you got home the water works really turned on. You bawled your eyes out to your mom. Sure she was sympathic but at the same time she couldn't help roll her eyes or bring up the fact that was your fault you wet your diaper.
Your mom tapped you up into a fresh night diaper, usually a little thicker then your day one. "Well don't you panic little mister. I'm going to have a word with this Mitch boy and make sure he doesn't bully you anymore." Your mom picked up your phone and went through your contacts. Landing on Mitch and choosing to dial him.
"Hello? Is this Mitch? Good, well I just want to let you know that you have really upset my son. Poor little guy came in her bawling his eyes out in a very soaked pampers. He said you pantsed him?"
You cringed. Your mom wasn't exactly doing a great job. But she continued on.
"You're going leave my son alone you hear... make a deal? Huh? Well I guess we could"
Your mom looked intrigued, holding the phone a little closer to herself. "Come over? No way.. I.. its that big?! Well maybe we should... talk in person"
Your mom was slightly grinning. "Hunny I'm going have to go over to that bully Mitchs for a good long hard.... talk!" She smiled at you as she walked over to her wardrobe. Pulling out her green lingerie set.
You couldn’t help but nearly drool as she got changed into it. It fitted her so perfectly, as well as making her look elegant and confident. What reason was she putting it on? Maybe to give her self confidence I guess?
She walked over giving you a peck on the forehead. "Hunny this talk might take a little while so I want you to go to bed. But don't worry, once it's done you wont ever have to deal with that big mean bully ever again!" Your mom threw on a big trench coat and left.
Well wasn't exactly great getting humiliated and exposed at the party. But least your mom was going have a talk with Mitch and totally put that douche in his place!
So unfair 😒😒 I'm stuck at home getting put to bed at 7pm while my friend is taking my gf in this outfit 😳😳
The Sound of Silence
The silence is so delicious I want seconds. Maybe thirds. Delicious, beautiful silence.
She was so confident. Loudly denying she would need her diaper. That I was just being dramatic.
As if she had any control left.
It was too easy. So easy I almost feel bad that she’ll be trapped in diapers for the rest of her life.
Almost.
She may whine and complain, but deep down she knows she’s a diaper girl. She knows her life is better when she’s wrapped in her thick, thirsty diapees, begging me to change her.
The potty is for grown ups, not her.
And she is not a grown up. She never was, no matter how many times she says she is—or was. Grown ups don’t fill their diapers with pushies hours after screaming she could hold it.
Grown ups don’t submit so meekly to diaper checks, dutifully pulling their pants down so Daddy can inspect their diaper. And grown ups definitely don’t fill their diaper with stinkies as often as her!
“Uh oh, looks like my little peanut’s diapee is mushy! What is my precious buttercup hiding in there?”
There it is. That silence. That beautiful, tasty silence. It turns my legs to jelly. It’s unfathomably cute.
The only thing that would make it better would be getting to see the utter defeat on her face. The humiliation. The shame. To see her realize she truly is the diaper girl I molded her into.
But I’ll settle for watching her squirm on the changing table. She’s always so cute when I unwrap the present she left for me in her diaper, as the smell dominates the room, proof of who she is.
Daddy's diaper girl.
In Too Deep
You approach her with the enthusiasm of a condemned man marching to the gallows.
There is no hiding the indignity of your situation. Nothing for your tattered ego to grasp for comfort. Your shame—your new place in life—on display for her amusement.
“I-I need my diaper changed, please,” you whimper.
You brace for what comes next. When she turns her attention to you.
It’s not the fact that you’re standing there in nothing but a t-shirt that does nothing to hide your bulging, soggy diaper. It’s not that you helplessly filled your diaper like you were never potty trained. It’s not even that she forces you to ask her for diaper changes.
It’s her gaze. She doesn’t need to utter a single syllable.
The look says it all.
She is your superior in every way. You are every bit as pathetic as the diaper drooping between your legs. This is what you deserve.
Pony
There is no mistaking her intent as she straddles you; no ambiguity in her eyes.
She loves this.
Your bulging, soggy, overworked diaper squishes to accommodate her body. You tremble as you feel her, remembering exactly how it felt when there wasn’t a diaper between you and her.
Exactly what she wants.
“Uh oh, mister!” she says in that grating, horrifically condescending tone, “Feels like someone has soggy woggy diapee! Does my little man need changies?”
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She smiled when it happened. She couldn’t help herself. All it took was a few bounces and you were feebly blowing a load into your diapers.
You thought she was smiling because she loved you and loved seeing you cum. She wasn’t.
She was actually smiling because she had destroyed another cocky asshole who believed women existed for his own pleasure. You just didn’t know it yet.
It had been too easy. She knew you couldn’t resist her. So when she took you home the first night, you happily believed her when she said she was hopelessly turned on by “hot guys” in diapers. You happily agreed to wear them more and more for the sake of her happiness.
You never put up a fight when diapers became a 24/7 reality in your own life. Anything to keep her happy. You didn’t realize—or maybe just didn’t care—that the state of your diaper was no longer under your control. All you cared about was the attention she showered you in every time she changed you. You believed her when she said the lack of sex was only temporary. That soon you’d be doing it every day. So you never realized you were cumming faster and faster every time she rubbed your diaper. By the time they stopped altogether, you were cumming whenever she checked your diaper.
You didn’t see her smile when you wet your pants in the middle of the grocery store after she suggested you go without diapers for a day. She knew you were incontinent now.
All that was left was to see was if you could cum just by looking at her. So yes, she was smiling as you doubled over, pathetically cumming in your diaper that you didn’t realize you now needed.
By this time tomorrow, you’d be single. Only then will you realize what you were: a worthless, incontinent diaper boy who’ll cum whenever he sees a bra strap or bikini.
Welcome to your new life.