
You are a baby, and babies use their diapers like good girls…”
You slowly drift off to sleep, listening to the soothing sounds of your mother’s voice over her monitor.
“You feel your bowels filing… filling… filling more until you’re ready to explode…”
A brief frown appeared on you face as you indeed felt full, wiggling your thickly diapered behind to try and get comfortable.
“You are a baby, and babies use their diapers life good girls… so use your diapers and show me how much of a good girl you are…”
With a grunt, you begin to push, the pressure in your bowels decreasing as you loudly filled your diapers, the diapers sagging heavily under the sheer weight of your mess. Now relieved, you drift off once more to dream land.
“That’s my good baby girl… my sweet baby girl uses her diapers… forever… and ever…”