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Right after making your morning poopy, they put you in your frilly maid outfit to waddle around and clean up after them. All you can do is hope for a change by lunch 😣

[diaperswitch91]

**This is a fictional caption. No real sorority organization or activities are depicted and this is not intended to represent sorority life in any way.

Every year, competition is intense at Theta Phi Gamma. Both at the top and at the bottom. Everybody wants the benefits of top spot in the academically driven sorority. From the private bedroom and bathroom, to all of the sisters admiring you, and even a scholarship for the following year to cover all tuition, fees, books, and sorority dues for the following year. Everybody fights for the top spot all year.

Every year, there’s also a competition between those girls who struggled to avoid being the low girl on the totem pole. Whoever gets the dishonor of lowest on the pole gets a choice, drop out of the sorority, or spend all summer preparing the house for the next school year under the strictest caregiver possible, the founder of the sorority chapter. She has no tolerance for girls in the sorority who fail to measure up. The girl who is at the bottom each year, spends all summer doing tutoring, facing strict discipline, taking summer classes, and most importantly, scrubbing every inch of every rooms floors, walls, and ceilings until they are pristine for the start of the following year.

As an additional, constant reminder of their failure to measure up, they spend all summer in diapers with no toilet use, being spanked at every diaper change and given a strong laxative every morning with no changes until their cleaning tasks for the day are complete.

Even after their summer is over and the following school year begins, they have to join the pledges in hell week, and they spend the entire year treated as the house maid and wearing pull-ups at all times. Any sister may stop her and demand a diaper check at any time, at which point, the “baby” sister is required to show the condition of her diaper immediately.

No sister has been at the bottom more than once in the last 50 years. Almost a quarter of the time, the “baby” sister is the top girl in the house by the time they graduate. The “Summer of Motivation” is very effective at ensuring that no girl from Thera Phi Gamma ever fails out of the college.

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[lngu-abdl]

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[black-rasbaby]

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[diaperswitch91]

The family’s vacation rules have been in place since Alli was 3. Now, 15 years later, they are still the same. All stops on the road are scheduled. If you have an accident, you have to wear protection for the rest of the trip.

Alli hit that point an hour into the trip after she was late waking up and had failed to pack for the trip the night before. She was so busy rushing to pack and get in the car that she didn’t have time to go to the bathroom before they left home and 30 minutes in was desperate to find a toilet. She knew the results were inevitable when she was told the first stop is in 2 hours. 30 minutes later her pants and her seat were soaked. At the next stop, her mom escorted her to the bathroom with clean pants and a pull-up.

The next rule is that if you wet your pulllps 3 times or mess at any point, you are put in diapers for the rest of the trip. While in pull-ups, every bathroom trip she is escorted by her mom and her pullup is checked for wetness.

This led to her next problem, once, after several hours at a water park, she wet on the way back to their campsite. Then she was playing with her cousins when she started needing to go. Unfortunately, that’s the moment one of them decided to surprise her by spraying her with a water gun from behind. She lost control and wet her pull-up and got strike 2.

And that brings us to this morning, when she woke up late and had to rush to pack and get in their car so they could make it to her Grandmother’s house for dinner. An hour in, she was desperate and spent the next hour begging for a stop. She made it to the stop, but as soon as she stood up from the car, her bladder let loose and flooded her pull-up. She tried to act normal, but when she got to the bathroom, she felt her shorts pulled down by her mother, then was instructed to stay there, standing next to the toilet with her soaked pull-up on display until her mom got back with the diaper bag.

For the rest of the trip, she will be diapered and she will only be allowed to use the toilet when she needs to make a stinky. The rest of her business goes in the diaper which will be checked at every stop and changed by her mom whenever her mom decides she needs it.

The rest of her trip will be a series of unfortunate, embarrassing events, culminating in move-in day at her new dorm, which will be completed with her still in her vacation diapers. Maybe nobody will notice and she won’t have to talk her way out of being classified as incontinent by the school clinic resulting in mandatory diapers until she proves she can control her bladder on her own.

[thebrattyprincesspage]

So like..... what would you do if you were forced into pull-ups before going to a ballet class??

Better yet, Imagine that they have to keep you in the very little class since you're still not potty trained

[diaperswitch91]

Paige couldn’t believe her mom was actually making her wear THIS to BALLET. She never wanted to do dance to start with. But now, she is being forced to join her cousins dance class WHILE WEARING A DIAPER!!! It’s not fair!!!

Of course, that’s how she feels. The reality is that Paige has to join the ballet class and wear pull-ups 24/7 because she thought it was okay to make fun of her cousins dance when she had an accident during her recital. So now, Paige will join her cousins class and perform with all the other beginners for their next recital in 3 months. For that entire time, she will be in pull-ups and treated just like a little girl in potty training, including her mom taking her to the potty, checking her pull-ups regularly, pulling her pull-ups down for her to go potty, and worst of all, only allowing potty use on a schedule. Unfortunately for Paige, that schedule is spaced out enough and intentionally planned to ensure she is desperate to use the potty in the middle of dance class and her next potty time is at the end of dance class. It won’t be long before she has an accident in her pull-ups during class. And she’s already been promised a repeat enrollment in the little beginners class, if she doesn’t use her pullup during the winter recital. That performance and the pictures from it will be memorable and a cautionary tale told to any family member who thinks about being mean to the little ones.

[bbcharlotte]

[sammybabysstuff]

[diaperswitch91]

Parties always lead to interesting discoveries. For example, after last nights winter white out party, Natalie crashed in the spare room instead of going back to her dorm room during the morning house check, her most embarrassing secret was discovered and by the time she wakes up, the sisters of the sorority that hosted the party will have a perfect plan for taking advantage of their knowledge…and evidence.

When Natalie wakes up, she will be confronted with the pictures of her diapered state and given 3 options.

1, she can move into the spare room instead the basement of the sorority house which will be converted into her private nursery. In exchange for housing, keeping her secret, and allowing her to join the sorority, Natalie will be their diapered house girl responsible for all cleaning of the sorority house and decorating for all house events including parties, meetings, and activities.

2, she can return to living in the dorm, however, she will be placed in a locking diaper cover preventing her from using the potty and forcing her to ask for a diaper change. If she chooses, her RA or roommate can be informed of her condition and given a key and diapers so she doesn’t have to find one of the sorority sisters in order to get a change.

3, the sorority can ensure that every social media group and channel connected to the college has her picture posted by mid morning and everybody at the college will know about their diaper girl classmate before the day is out.

Natalie quickly chooses the first option, as embarrassing as it is, since it guaranteed her privacy, allowed her to take care of her diapers without excessive having to ask for changes, saves her money, and allows her to officially join the most influential sorority on campus.

By tonight, she will be dressed as a maid, with thick diapers and have a crib, high chair, and changing table set up in her new nursery.

[succubunnie-dl]

I'm not very good at this game I keep loosing hearts!! 💔💔💔

[thebrattyprincesspage]

Diaper Dependency

"Soon enough, you wouldn’t have any control left at all. You’d helplessly fill your diapers wherever we are, even in public and in front of friends, family, and strangers. And you’d just grow more and more embarrassed, and more and more dependent on Daddy’s kindness and care. You’d grow to love your diapers until you were nothing more than the helpless, thumb-sucking little diaper baby you’d always secretly wanted to be."

[princess-lizzy]

I feel like I almost want to be a bed wetter at this point because I have to wake up in the middle of the night basically every night to go pee and I'm so tired of not being able to sleep through the night 😭

[regressionschool]

The Wish Upon a Shooting Star

The moon hung low in the sky, casting a silver glow through the half-drawn curtains of lizzy’s bedroom. The clock on her nightstand read 2:47 AM, its dim red digits a cruel reminder of yet another night interrupted. She groaned as she rolled out of bed, her bare feet padding softly against the cool hardwood floor. The routine was exhausting: wake up, stumble to the bathroom, pee, and then attempt to fall back asleep, only to repeat the cycle in another two or three hours. Tonight, however, the frustration had reached a boiling point.

lizzy rubbed her bleary eyes as she shuffled down the hallway, her mind foggy with sleep. The air was still, the house silent except for the faint hum of the refrigerator downstairs. She paused at the bathroom door, her hand resting on the frame as she let out a sigh. Why can’t I just sleep through the night? she thought, her voice a whisper in her own mind. The idea of not having to drag herself out of bed every few hours, felt like a distant dream.

And then, as if the universe had been listening, a new thought crept in, one that surprised even her. I almost wish I was a bed wetter. The words formed in her mind before she could stop them. The idea was absurd, of course. But the exhaustion was wearing her down.

lizzy shook her head, as if the physical motion could dislodge the ridiculous notion. But as she turned toward the window at the end of the hallway, something caught her eye. A streak of light tore across the night sky, a shooting star burning bright and fast. She froze, her breath catching in her throat.

The star vanished as quickly as it had appeared, leaving behind only the faintest afterimage in her vision. lizzy blinked, suddenly aware of how silly she must look, standing in the middle of the hallway in her pajamas, talking to the night sky. She shook her head again, this time with a small, tired laugh, and finally made her way to the bathroom.

lizzy woke slowly, her mind surfacing from a deep, dreamless sleep. The first thing she noticed was how rested she felt, no grogginess, no lingering exhaustion, just a quiet, unfamiliar clarity. She blinked, her eyelids heavy but not from fatigue. The room around her was bathed in soft, golden morning light, filtering through the curtains in a way that felt… different.

She stretched, her fingers brushing against something smooth and cool. A pacifier? She froze, her breath hitching as she rolled onto her side. The room wasn’t her room, not the one she remembered, at least. The walls were painted a soothing pastel, the furniture sturdy but playful, like a nursery… but scaled for her adult body. The crib stood in the corner, and a changing table sat against the far wall, stocked with stacks of diapers that made her stomach twist.

And then there was the feeling. A damp, heavy warmth between her legs. She shifted slightly, her cheeks flushing as she realized: she was wearing a diaper. A soaked one.

lizzy’s heart pounded. This wasn’t right. None of it was. But before she could process it further, the door creaked open. Her roommate, Sarah, stepped inside, her expression soft and knowing. She didn’t knock. She didn’t ask. She simply walked over, crouched down, and, without a word, began checking lizzy’s diaper.

“Such a good sleeper,” Sarah cooed, her voice warm with approval. “You didn’t stir once. Not even a little.”

lizzy’s lips twitched. The situation was absurd, surreal, but the praise that felt real. A giggle bubbled up, unstoppable, as Sarah finished her diaper check and gave her an approving pat on the head.

lizzy couldn’t help it. She giggled again, the sound bright and unguarded, even as her mind raced with questions.

[backseatpamper]

Over undies

[babywriter]

Rachel had decided to go to college out of state. Tuition was higher because of it and she also needed to find a place to stay. Like many, she left college with heavy debts and a diploma that didn’t go very far on the job market. Things looked a little grim until she found an ad online on some kinky dating website she liked to browse. A couple in their thirties wanted a little to live with them. Actually, they were very specific. They wanted a young woman to roleplay as their teenage daughter who had never quite grown up. The couple were childless and they wanted someone who would fluctuate between a baby girl, a little and a middle. Rachel, just about to turn 23, already felt that life was going by pretty darn quickly and was attracted by the idea of playing younger.  It did pose some restriction. Diapers for one, which were expected to be used. Losing quite a bit of independence, she wouldn’t drive, cook for herself anymore, do laundry or have her own money. There was also the humiliating aspect of having to wear thick ABDL diapers at all times, even in public, and having two adults change her diapers whenever they wanted. It did come with some perks. Doting surrogate parents. No chores, no job, Rachel would have all the free time in the world to play games and lie around the house.

As you can see from the picture, Rachel took the deal. She loves the school girl uniform she gets to wear and at this point she doesn’t really notice the diapers. They feel just like underwear. Rachel has happily gave in to all her more childish preferences like sleeping with stuffies and taking naps while developing new habits like throwing petulant teen tantrums. And sure, dating had become a whole lot harder, but she could always hump her unicorn through her diaper. Rachel had adapted to her new lifestyle and, despite being in her twenties, was gladly living the life of a teen diaper girl.

Photo credit: Rainbow from DiaperedOnline

For more stories by me: https://reamstories.com/babywriter

[theabdaycare]

Kiara couldn't believe her mother. She was getting ready to go off to college, but her mom enrolled her in a stupid daycare. She grew madder when she found she had to wear a stupid uniform and big thick diaper.

See this full set and others of Baby Kiara at the link below!

https://justfor.fans/TheABDaycare1?Promo=SchoolsOut

[christisplayroom]

Growing up, Lily always had to interrupt her homework time to go to the bathroom. Her parents grew concerned over the negative effect these frequent potty breaks might have on her grades. They introduced diapers to keep Lily focused on her studies. Whenever she was about to do schoolwork, Lily would put on a diaper and go into laser focus mode. As a result, she always had the highest grades and went to an amazing college.

Now, as an adult, Lily finds it difficult to focus unless she is wearing a diaper. Book reports and final exams are long behind her, but even if she wants to read a few chapters of a book for pleasure, Lily needs a diaper. She stays well stocked with thick diapers so that she can remain productive. Who needs bathroom breaks when you’ve got reading to do?

[abdlpiclover]

Would you dare go for a massage dressed like this?

[babywriter]

“Oh my god, you wished for WHAT?” your roommate said.

A few months back, you’d found this nice apartment, but couldn’t afford the rent by yourself. This girl, a friend of a friend who needed a new place to live as she’d just broken up, happened to be available. This very nice looking girl went to live with you and so, as you tend to do around pretty girls, you developed a crush. You two had been flirty for some time, but it had never escalated. Sleeping with your roommate couldn’t go well, could it?

On the morning of Christmas Eve, both of you were in your rooms. She was still sleeping as far you knew. So were you until the door rang unexpectedly. You were not waiting for anyone, but as it was Christmas Eve, you figured it might’ve been a family member or a family member of someone else living in the building. You let them in.

You heard steps in the hallway, steps up the stairs. Multiple people, you thought. Oh well, must be someone visiting. You looked through the peephole and saw three men in colored robes with presents in their arms. They knocked on your door. You opened.

“Humm, we’re sorry, is this apartment 4?” said the man in the green robe.

“Yes.” you answered, they were not here for you, were they?

“Is this building 3825?” The man in the green robe seemed as confused you were.

“Yes, it is.” you said back.

The three men talked amongst themselves in a language you did not understand.

“Is there a baby here?” The man in the blue robe asked.

You said no, there wasn’t.

“This is building 3825?” The man in the blue robe asked.

You nodded yes.

“We’re very sorry, we will check the address.” The man in the green robe said.

The man in the red robe pulled out his phone from a pocket and talked in that same language you did not understand. His tone seemed inquisitive.

“Ahhhh” he said. Then, he hung up and talked to the other two.

“Ahhh” the other two said. 

“We’re very sorry, it’s building 3835, very sorry.” the man in the green robe said. “I don’t understand how we got confused. I was sure it was here, there was such a strong force. Anyway, sorry to bother you. Have a very merry Christmas!” The men were ready to turn around.

“A force?”

“Uh, yeah.” the man in the green robe half-turned, willing to be polite. “A force of attraction, you’re not into ABDL, are you?”

“I’m sorry?”

“It’s okay, have a great day. Merry Christmas.” Already, they were ready to go down the stairs, but something in you screamed that this was a very special moment.

“I am.” you said.

They all turned around. “You are?” said the man in the green robe. They all looked at each other. “Do you want us to come in?”

You stepped aside to let them in. “Please.” And closed the door behind them.

“Are you a little, a switch, a caregiver?” the man in the green robe asked.

“A caregiver.” you said.

“Hm, well we can’t be of much help you see. We can fulfill wishes if they’re connected with ABDL, but generally we do it for littles. Some want to be incontinent, things like that.”

“Could you make a little for me?”

“Not out of thin air!” the man in the green robe said laughing, “but if you have a partner, we can help things along.”

“I don’t have a partner, but…” you bit your lip thinking of her. “My roommate is in the other room. I like her a lot, could…?”

“We can’t make you two fall in love if that’s what you’re asking.”

“Could you make her a little?”

“We could, do you want to be more specific with your wishes?”

“I want her to want to be a little and to want a daddy. I want her to crave diapers, and I want her to become incontinent.” you said in a rushed hushed tone, feeling silly, but also feeling yourself getting aroused.

The man in the green robe giggled. “Oh my. A little pervert, aren’t you? Does she know this, what’s about to happen to her? Does she consent?”

You felt ashamed, but shook your head.

“It’s ok, we don’t mind. That’s part of our own fun. Last year, we went to a couple’s. They were switches, but the relationship wasn’t going great. She didn’t want him to dom at all and she wanted to be a mommy all the time. Not only that, but she wanted her husband to be very, very infantile. She also preferred to have a baby girl than a baby boy. And she wanted a family, she wanted a strong man to take care of her and the baby. You can see where I’m going with this. The husband got turned into a dumb bimbo of a diaper girl, completely unable to take care of herself, and suddenly the wife’s work crush got interested in ABDL and they started dating. Of course, neither knew what happened until it was done. So now they’re a nice little family of three. I’d say her wish was a lot more creative than yours. You don’t want your little girlfriend to be stupid, do you?”

“No, no, keep her the same. Just, that she wants to be a little and likes diapers. I want her to be aroused by it like I am. No, more so.”

“And incontinent. Simple, but classic. Well-chosen. Anyway, we should get going. The lady should wake up in diapers and she’ll love what you did to her. Merry Christmas!”

And with that, they went out the front door.

By the time you closed the front door, you were fully aroused, breathing heavily, your hand shaking on the door knob. Then, you heard the footsteps from behind you.

“Who was that and why the fuck am I in a diaper?”

It took a while to explain everything. You were honest, very honest. The diaper that magically appeared around her waist made it easy for her to accept it as truth. You tried to tell her as sweetly as possible by telling her that you did this because you had feelings for her and were overcome by arousal and that you found her to be incredibly pretty.

“Look, normally I’d be flattered, I’m…well I was attracted to you.” she said. “But look what the fuck you turned me into. What am I going to do?” 

Silence, a watery sound could be heard like a faucet running. Then, a moan coming from her, she broke in tears.

“I can feel it, I can feel it, why can’t I stop it? Fuck, it’s so good. Fuck, I like it.” she muttered between sobs.

You came closer, ready to hug her.

“Don’t you fucking come near me! Look at me, I’m a fucking d- I’m a fucking diaper girl! A fucking loser who likes pissing herself! How am I ever going to have a boyfriend now?” 

“You can have me, we can be together. I can change your diapers, give you baths, feed you…” you tried to come to her again. This time, you extended your hand to caress her face.

“That’s not what I want! That’s not what I want!” she said crying. She let out a loud fart. She grunted. While your left hand was wiping the tears from her face, you had put your right hand on her butt to feel the seat of her diaper expanding. You smushed it to squeeze her butt. You brought your left hand to the front of her diaper and after a single rub, she screamed in pleasure.

“Aaaaaaaah!”

You did it again, and she screamed again.

She was sobbing uncontrollably. “I came! I came twice! How? I don’t want this!”

“Shhh, just let it feel good.” you said.

“I don’t want to fucking cum when I poop my pants!”.

“It’s okay. I don’t think you’re less beautiful, I don’t find you less attractive. If anything, I’m even more attracted to you.” you rubbed her diaper again, which made her shriek again. Her legs had become wobbly by now.

“Why does it feel so good? Nothing I’ve ever done has ever felt so good.” she was back to sobbing.

“I know, right? It could be like this all the time now.” you rubbed her diaper again. She screamed and fell into your chest.

“Am I going to be a diaper girl forever?”

“Yes, and you’re going to love it.”

Photo credit: @sugarylittlexxx

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