Alright baby, time for dinner!”

Emily giggled excitedly as her new mother picked her up and placed her in her high chair, her diaper crinkling with each movement.

For as long as Emily could remember, she had never been happy. She was an unwanted child in a family of four, had been kicked out onto the street as soon as she was 18, and had barely been able to hold down a job since. Emily dreamed of going back to a simpler time, a time when she didn’t have to worry about adult concerns and could be cared for and loved unconditionally.

That dream became a reality the day she stumbled across an ad on the internet. “Wanted: Woman seeking adult to be baby. Includes feeding, diaper changing and unconditional love.”

Emily read through the ad multiple times to make sure she wasn’t dreaming. The woman went on to explain how she was infertile and longed to have a baby to care for as her own, but due to circumstances beyond her control was also unable to adopt. If agreed to, the person fulfilling her request would need to play the role for a minimum of six months, in which case they would be paid an enormous sum and be allowed to leave. In return, they would be diapered at all times, unable to change, feed, dress or even bath themselves, just be cared for by their new mother.

Emily was sold immediately

The very next day, Emily went down to the address listed to meet face to face with the woman who had posted the ad. The two bonded almost immediately and, after working out all the paperwork and necessary actions, Emily had been lead to her new nursery to be changed into her very first diaper since she had been a baby.

That had been a week ago, and Emily had eagerly slipped into her new role. The last week had been the happiest Emily had ever felt and she wished it would never end. 

As she was put down in a crib for her nap, a little nightlight in the corner and a mobile above her head singing a lullaby, Emily smiled behind her pacifier as she felt the from of her diaper grow warm. She knew for certain that once the six months were up, she had no intention of leaving.

To Grandmother’s House We Go

Susan hated staying with her Grandma.

Granted, her grandma was an incredibly sweet lady and made the best chocolate cookies in the world. The problem, however, was what Susan had to put up with to get those.

“Does baby want her baba?” Her grandma cooed, making Susan groan behind her pacifier. Somehow, without fail, Susan would be talked into dressing up like she was an oversized infant, complete with thick cloth diapers. That would be bad enough… if not for the fact that her Grandma expected her to use her diapers, absolutely forbidding her from using the bathroom under threat of punishment.

All it had taken was getting her butt reddened by a hairbrush once to make her never try for the bathroom again.

Cuddling up into her granny’s lap, her pacifier was popped out before being replaced by the bulb of a bottle. Suckling rewarded her with a stream of milk, making her coo in pleasure despite herself. As much as she wanted to admit it, there were some perks to be treated this way.

As she happily suckled from the bottle, her granny took a second to check her diaper. “All dry!” She happily said, smiling down at her granddaughter.

Not for much longer... Susan thought, already feeling a pressure starting to build up in her bladder. This is going to be a looonnnggg weekend…

Law-Abiding Citizen

“Like what you see, boys?” Adele purred at the group of horny teenage boys glancing over her fence, giving a sexy shake of her thickly diapered behind.

It had been a little over a year since the law requiring women to be diapered 24/7 had been passed and had ushered in a bevy of new changes. Entire lines of fashion diapers had sprung up over night. Wearing pants had become an issue for many women since their diapers made that much harder, and many had taken to simply wearing nothing hide their diapers besides maybe a short skirt.  

Women all over the world had marched in the streets to try and oppose the bill, with mixed success. It had proven rather hard to be taken seriously when you crinkled with each step.

Adele had taken it all in stride, adjusting to her new wardrobe like a fish to water. She prided herself on only buying the best premium diapers available, ones that perfectly complemented her figure as she strutted her padded ass down the street, drawing the eyes of many a horny male. 

Today, she was enjoying a relaxing day by the pool, smiling at the the attention from her neighbours. Removing her bra entirely, she began to waddle towards the pool, giggling as she dipped her foot into the warm water. Time to finally test the waterproof cover I ordered, she thought, sparing a glance at the boys still following her every move. Even if it doesn’t work, this should be an interesting experience…

This is all your fault, just remember that.” Alice remarks as she rubs her padded behind, sitting within her personally stocked nursery. Alice was no ordinary woman however, and the diaper she was currently wearing wasn’t ordinary either, having previously been her now ex-boyfriend.  

“When I told you my deepest secret, that I loved diapers and wanted you to be my daddy, all you did was laugh in my face. It took all the willpower I had to admit this to you, all you could do is laugh and make me feel humiliated. When I told you I was a witch and that I would make you regret it, what were you exact words? ‘You’re so full of shit?’”

*GRUMBLE*

“In a moment, one of us is going to be full of shit, and it won’t be me…”

Just A Bad Dream…

This isn’t real. It’s just a bad dream. Any moment now I’ll wake up and forget this ever happened.

At least, that’s what Becca kept repeating to herself day in and day out, if only to hang on to the last shred of sanity she had left. Time had lost all meaning to Becca after her ability to count had seemingly vanished one night, meaning it could have been weeks, if not months since she had found herself trapped in this waking nightmare.

She could just barely recall the first time she had woken up in this strange place, finding herself not in her queen sized bed, but in a massive crib inside and equally massive nursery. Her nest horrible discovery had come in the form of her clothes, or lack there of as Becca had been completely naked apart from the humongous diaper taped around her loins. Countless attempts to remove it had all proven useless, and had only been removed after she had thoroughly used it first..

If that wasn’t bad enough, her new “Mommy” refused to let her wear any other clothes, outside of an outfit that barely covered her breasts.

Becca paused as she felt the front of her diaper grow warm from her pee, her bladder releasing beyond her control. With each passing day, her control slipped more and more and it wouldn’t be long before Becca was as diaper-dependant as the day she was born. 

This isn’t real. It’s just a bad dream. Any moment now I’ll wake up and forget this ever happened… I hope…

First Day

“Daddy! I’m ready for my first day of preschool!”

“Alright, alright, settle down. Got your backpack?”

“Yep!

“Crayons and markers?”

“Yep!”

“And I see you actually dressed yourself today…”

“Daddy! We’re going to be late!”

“Okay, just have to check one more thing…” Pinching the hem of her skirt, he hiked it up to reveal the white padding covered in colourful animals. “Yep, your diapered as well.”

“Daddy!” She whined, slapping his hand away as her face began to plush.

“Sorry, had to check first. Okay, take my hand and let’s get to the car. Don’t want to late of your first day, do you, honey?”

Giggling, she grabbed her daddies hand began skipping towards the door, her skirt bouncing up with each step revealing her thickly diapered behind, which was quickly changing from white to a dark yellow.

“Yes, that’s it… harder… harder…” Alice moaned as her loving wife, Lillie, rode her harder and harder, their diapers crinkling loudly against one another. After months of work, the pair had finally made their shared dream a reality: a fully stocked adult nursery, where they could frolic around in their thick diapers to their heart’s content, like the pair of big babies that they were.

And what better way to celebrate such an occasion than by pleasuring themselves within their brand new nursery?

A loud hiss filled the room as the lovers wet their diapers in unison, too overcome by their lust to even notice. The crinkles grew louder and more frequent with each passing second, as the two were pushed closer and closer to the edge.

Finally, the two lovers let out a glorious cry of ecstasy as they orgasmed into their diapers. The two stood frozen as they rode the aftershocks of such a glorious orgasm, panting heavily.

After a moment, Lille leaned forward and rested against her wife, kissing her on the neck and whispering in her ear, “I love you…”

Alice gave her a kiss back. “I love you too…” 

Modelling Gig

This is the last time I take a job without reading the fine print first!

Nicole pouted behind her pacifier, staring back as the camera got the perfect shot of her thick diaper. As an aspiring model, Nicole knew that finding jobs could be difficult some times, especially during the dry seasons. If she wanted to eat and pay rent, sometimes she couldn’t be picky about which jobs she signed up for.

However, Nicole had only learned just what it was she was modelling come the day of the shoot: Adult Baby clothes, complete with specially made diapers. Like it not, Nicole had signed a binding contract, so there was nothing she could do.

I hope they finish soon… Nicole prayed, squirming as the urgent need to relieve herself became worse and worse. …Otherwise it may be a good thing these diapers are so think…

Inspired by TotallyTransformed

“Come on Honey, smile for mommy!”

Vicky looked over just in time for her mom to take the picture, her thickly padded rear on full display. Not that Vicky cared anymore, happily gurgling behind her pacifier.

Two weeks ago, Vicky had been the poster child for a rebellious daughter. Sneaking out most nights to drink, smoke, do drugs and whatever else depraved thought ran through her head. Her parents had been at their wits end, but had hoped to all hopes that it as just a phase and she would grow out of it soon enough.

The night she came home with a tattoo, however, was the final straw that broke the camel’s back.

Three days later, her parents received a package in the mail: a vial containing a highly potent regressive drug, guaranteed to smash her rebellious streak and bring their sweet, innocent daughter back. All it had taken was three drops in Vicky’s morning orange juice and her fate had been sealed.

Within minutes of drinking it, Vicky had started giggling uncontrollably, the first sign that the drug was taking effect. Before long, she was happily rocking back and forth in her chair as she sucked on her thumb, oblivious as her IQ plummeted like a stone. She let out a happy sigh as her bladder released itself, bringing a smile to her parents face at the sight of their new baby girl.

It didn’t take long for Vicky’s room to be remodelled, the black walls painted a bright pink, the posters depicting heavy metal bands torn replaced by colourful images of teddy bears and fairies. Her entire closet was cleared out and given to charity, refilled with adorable dresses and onesies. Finally, her bed was replaced with a massive crib with a star mobile and in place of her desk was her new changing table, fully stocked with Vicky’s new diapers. 

Despite the unseemly tattoo still on her back, her parents couldn’t have been happier as they watched their daughter play with her toys, her padded butt waddling behind her as she uncontrollably wet herself. 

“Oh…” Her mother cooed as she walked over and patted Vicky’s diaper. “Looks like someone could use a new diapy!”

Walk Of Shame

Chloe had never been more embarrassed in her entire life. 

After flunking out of college after only her first year, Chloe had returned to her mother’s home in defeat, hoping her mother would show some sympathy for the failing twenty-something. No such luck, as Chloe had barely stepped through the door before her mother had been upon her, berating her for wasting her time and money only to come home in shame.

Within minutes, her mother had confiscated her phone, her car keys, and even her nose ring. But she wasn’t done yet, as Chloe was helpless to resist as she was dragged off to the bathroom, her lace panties yanked down to her knees as her mother reached under the sink and pulled out the biggest pack of diapers Chloe had ever seen.

“I knew you’d come home a failure, so I made sure to be prepared! Time you started back from square one!”

Chloe was powerless as her mother diapered her for the first time since she’d been potty trained, her attempts at stopping her only succeeding in earning her several painful slaps to her hands. In the end, all Chloe could do was bury her face in her hands, sobbing as the diaper was securely taped closed. As she was dragged off again by her mother, the loud crinkling of her diaper served as a constant reminder of just how far she’d fallen.

How can it get any worse?

“Hurry up now!” Her mother scolded her as she dragged behind. “I’m not done with you yet! What a dropout like you needs is a good hard spanking!”