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Old Habits
Old Habits
The hallway was quiet, save for the soft rustle of Amanda’s diaper as she waddled toward the bathroom, her long auburn hair swaying with each step. She wasn’t heading inside.no, that would be too much like a big girl, and big girls used the potty properly. But old habits die hard, and even though she hadn’t sat on a toilet in years, her body still carried her toward the bathroom door, as if drawn by some deep, instinctual memory.
Jake watched from the living room, arms crossed, a smirk playing on his lips. "What are you doing, Princess?" he called, his voice laced with amusement.
Amanda paused, glancing over her shoulder, her cheeks already flushed. "Nothing, Daddy," she mumbled, though the way her diaper sagged between her legs told a different story. She bit her lip, shifting her weight from one foot to the other, her gray socks pressing into the carpet. The urge was undeniable, and she knew there was no fighting it. With a soft sigh, she squatted right there in front of the bathroom door, her hands gripping the hem of her white T-shirt as she bore down.
Jake chuckled, shaking his head. It never failed to amuse him, how his little girl, who had long since forgotten how to use the potty, still felt the need to be near it when nature called. As if the mere proximity to the bathroom made it okay to let go, even if she was just going to fill her diaper like the toddler she was at heart.
Amanda’s face scrunched up as she pushed, the diaper crinkling loudly beneath her. A warm, mushy squish filled the air, followed by the unmistakable scent of a big poopy. She whimpered, her toes curling in her socks as the diaper swelled, the weight pressing against her bottom. It was messy, it was stinky, and it was perfect.
Jake took a step closer, inhaling the thick, musky aroma with a grin. "Mmm, someone’s making a stinker," he teased, his voice warm. "Right in front of the bathroom, too. Almost like a big girl."
Amanda groaned, her face burning. "Daddy, stop," she whined, but there was no real protest in her voice. She wiggled in place, the diaper squelching with every movement, the mess spreading thick and heavy between her legs. It was embarrassing, sure, but it was also… nice. Comforting, even. Like her body knew exactly what it was doing, even if her mind was a little fuzzy on the details.
Jake crouched down behind her, his hands resting on her shoulders. "You know, Princess," he murmured, his breath warm against her neck, "it’s kind of cute. You don’t even remember how to use the potty, but you still waddle over here like you’re gonna try."
Amanda pouted, but the corners of her mouth twitched upward. She couldn’t stay mad at him, not when he was being so sweet. Besides, he wasn’t wrong. There was something right about it. the way her body just knew where to go, even if the rest of her had moved on. She let out a final, satisfied sigh as the last of her business filled the diaper, the weight now undeniable as it sagged between her thighs.
"All done?" Jake asked, already knowing the answer. The diaper was full, the scent thick and pungent in the air.
She nodded, her fingers twisting the hem of her shirt. "Yeah… I think I made a really stinky poopy," she admitted, her voice small.
Jake stood up, offering her his hand. "Well, come on then, messy girl. Let’s get you to the nursery for a change." His tone was light, but there was a note of authority in it, one that Amanda found impossibly comforting.
She took his hand, letting him pull her to her feet. The diaper crinkled loudly with the movement, the squish of her mess echoing down the hallway as she waddled after him. He ruffled her hair affectionately as they reached the nursery door. "Now, up on the changing table, Princess. Let’s get you fresh and clean."
Amanda obeyed, climbing up onto the padded surface with practiced ease. She lay back, her legs kicking slightly as Jake undid the tapes of her messy diaper. The cool air hit her skin, and she squirmed, her face flushing as the full extent of her mess was revealed. Jake didn’t so much as flinch, though. He simply grabbed a wipe and got to work, his touch gentle but thorough.
"You’re such a good girl for me," he murmured, cleaning her up with efficient, soothing strokes. "Even if you do insist on squatting in the hallway like a little toddler who almost remembers how to be a big girl."
Amanda giggled, her embarrassment melting away under his care. "I can’t help it, Daddy! It’s just… habit."
Jake chuckled, finishing up and reaching for a fresh diaper. "Well, it’s a cute habit," he admitted, lifting her hips to slide the clean diaper beneath her. "But next time, maybe aim for the nursery, huh?"
Amanda grinned, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "No promises, Daddy."
Jake shook his head, smiling as he fastened the new diaper snugly around her waist. "That’s my girl."
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Emily’s Enema Part 1
Emily knows she can’t escape. Her wrists are tied to the bed/crib. She nervously eyes the enema bag at the foot of her crib.
Natalia picks up the nozzle “Are you ready for your enema Emily?”she asks
When Emily gets fussy--out comes the enema kit as Natalia forces her to take two quarts of like warm soapy water into her bowels delivered via a nozzle and rubber tube.
It's guaranteed to bring the her down several pegs. Natalia sticks the nozzle up her bum and releases the valve.
The 2 quarts of water quickly empties inside her. Emily squirms and moans.
She doesn't think she can hold it in.
It's intense. But Natalia makes her take the whole bag
Emily is already crying and cramping. Natalia tells her to stop being a baby and that she must hold the enema in. Natalia grabs a diaper. A big, thick padded disposable adult baby diaper which she tells Emily should hold it all up...
Oh my God. You want me to go In a diaper!?!?" Emiky shrieks. Her voice reaching a pitch revealing her thoughts about what's about to happen.
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“Mmmwwhhaaaaa?”
Lydia chuckled at the sound of her boss’s querulous voice, muted into beautifully babyish babble by the pacifier between her lips. “What, Meg, you don’t like it when I pat your cute little diaper butt? Don’t like being reminded of what you really are now?” She grinned and waggled a reprimanding finger in the face of the hapless woman splayed beneath her. “Don’t worry, honey. Now that you’re staying with me, you’ll get used to it before you know it!”
The diaper-clad woman blinked in tearful frustration, awash in a plethora of sensations that to any toddler might have been familiar, but to her only provoked shivers of humiliation and futile anger. There was the rustle of satin and lace and tulle beneath her: the frilly pastel dress, barely long enough to tickle the tops of her thighs, and looking every bit the part of a two-year-old’s Easter best. There was the soft touch of the blanket and pillow beneath her, both there to protect silly, uncoordinated little rugrats like her from harming themselves on the otherwise scratchy carpet. There was the scent of baby powder and lotion, strong and fresh in her nose. There was the strange swing and weight of the braids on either side of her head: a girlish, juvenile hairstyle like nothing she as a proper adult businesswoman had ever even dreamed of adopting…
And then, last but certainly not least, there was the diaper. Her diaper. It was thick, frighteningly so. It was warm, and soft, and tucked tight around her waist and legs. It crinkled with her every movement as if to alert her caretaker, as if to scream out to the entire world: “The baby’s on the move! Here comes Meg, the crinkly little diaper baby!” The diaper clung to her, followed her, embraced her as tightly and closely as a parasite – and try as she might to be rid of it, there was literally nothing to be done. It offered security, indeed: nothing but tight-wrapped, irremovable security. No buttons, no snaps, no zippers. Just four strong tabs that Lydia, with a knowing grin on her lips, had already sealed away with multiple layers of clear packing tape.
How could anyone ever get used to such an abomination? Meg wondered dismally, willing herself not to kick or wail, not to try to run, not even to spit out the pacifier her employee had jammed into her mouth. She’d tried all those things already – and each had ended in nothing but failure and a very sore bottom.
“You agreed to the program,” Lydia smirked now as her hand massaged her boss’s diapered rear. “Remember? Corporate said that you management folks need to learn what your employees’ lives are really like. Living a month with an employee of your choice is all they ask, you know – a short little month, with a stipend and everything.” She grinned and dealt Meg’s padded bottom an affectionate swat. “And look at this! Out of all your employees, you actually decided to stay with me! Though at the time I’m guessing you didn’t exactly know about my kinky side gig, did you?”
“Mmmmhhh-nnoooooo,” Meg whined petulantly, her twin braids slapping softly against her face as she shook her head. “Of course you didn’t!” Lydia sighed, smacking her rump again in emphasis. “You don’t know anything about any of us, do you? You don’t know – or care – that your underlings have to work two or even three jobs just to make ends meet. You like being your spoiled, pampered, ignorant little manager selves, just sitting in your offices sipping your stupid lattes and making your stupid reports and reading your stupid emails, letting the rest of us do all the actual work…”
Meg yelped in pain, almost dropping her pacifier as Lydia’s hand dealt her bare thigh a stinging swat. “So now do you get it, Meg?” Lydia queried, smirking once more into her boss’s tear-filled eyes. “This is your education. This month you’re going to learn what it’s like being me. You’re going to help me earn that second income: by being my kinky little sex worker. Ordinarily I’d do the camming and stuff myself, but- well, seeing what an immature, dumb little bitch you can be, I figure it’s only right that you take that role yourself.”
She giggled as Meg whimpered softly in protest. “Don’t worry – like I said, I’m sure you’ll get used to it! And who knows? Think of it as professional development! I mean, once the company sees how well they get along even without you managers, you just might find yourself out of work. And if that happens…” Lydia gave her boss's diapered butt one final pat. “Well, you’ll be thanking your lucky stars I showed you how to be a kinky little diaper model, won’t you?”
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Mina put her hands on her hips, glaring slightly upward at her Daddy, she gave a small stomp, a motion she had, for some reason, tried to avoid doing. The motion caused her chest to bounce, and for Daddy's frown of frustration turn to a smirk.
"Mina, you're soaked, we need to change you." Daddy said, his had rubbing the side of his forehead, as he held back a chuckle. Daddy was so happy looking at Mina who looked absolutely adorable, pink sweater bunched up at her waist, diaper on display, sagging and obviously wet. He hadn't even used one of the triggers, she was just wet, and had been absentmindedly wetting her diaper all day. Those hypnotapes worked a bit too well though, he didn't really think she wouldn't notice her needing diapers literally.
"I'm not soaked! I would know Mar-Daddy!" Mina said, wanting to say her Daddy's actual name until a sudden overwhelming urge caused her to shift gears, his name was Daddy, she suddenly couldn't recall his grown-up person name. It didn't matter though, Mina could tell she wasn't wet, and she would know if she was.
Daddy sighed, deciding it was better to prove his little princess wrong than to sit here arguing risking a diaper rash. Who really knew how long she had been like this. Taking a swift step forward, Daddy wrapped his arm around Mina's body, the gentle hug like potion made Mina wrap her arms around Daddy, then she felt it, his hand pulling her diaper back, she was getting a diaper check! "I'm a baby! No wait... I-I mean, I'm not grown-up!" Mina's pout grew, why couldn't she say she was a grown-up, she knew she was, but she just couldn't say it, there was no way only two days of hypnotapes had had this effect on her, she was a super smart... baby? that sounded right in Mina's head. Daddy gave her diapered behind a squeeze, Mina could feel the change in her diaper, the whole thing in Daddy's hand was squishy and wet, when had it happened? That didn't make any sense, baby wet their diapers and she was a baby, well she didn't... Her train of thought was broken as Daddy lifted her confused head up, a warm smile on his face.
"It's okay baby girl, Daddy is here, and this is exactly how things should be." Daddy's voice was calming and strong, Mina's worry over being a grown-up faded away almost instantly, if she was a grown-up she wouldn't have Daddy, and that would be bad. Mina let Daddy put her onto the floor, as her first of many diaper changes started. After all babies need their diapers and Mina was a baby.
nooo you cant make me wear a diaper, noooooooo. Don't put me on the rocking horse nooo My shirt and bra give me them back.... what why are they in trash noooo they mines nods yours to throwsy aways. noooo my shorts too? crys mfph mm mpfh mfffphhhhffff points to pacifier gag on my mouth. crosses arms pouts.
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