Priceless

– Hiring a profession Hypnotist: $100 Per Session
– Monthly Supply of Adult Diapers: $132
– Talcum Powder + Rash Cream: $16.98
– Bottle of over the counter Water Pills: $23.99
– Cleaning supplies: $50

– Turning your wife into your own personal diapered maid: Priceless.

Out For A Stroll

“Alright honey, time to show everyone your nice outfit!”

Kimi groaned behind her pacifier, desperately trying to hide her face behind her plushie. For the last few days, the high schooler had been through one nightmare after another, a nightmare of bottles, diaper changes and copious amounts of public humiliation, and it was all because she had messed with the wrong lady.

It had seemed like any other day, hanging out at the mall food court with her friends. Distracted by her phone, Kimi hadn’t been watching where she was walking and had walked straight into another women, smearing her food across her dress. 

Right now, Kimi wished more than anything that she could turn back time and do it over. Apologize, help her clean up, maybe even offer to pay her back for the meal she’d ruined. Unfortunately, Kimi had done none of those things, instead sneering at the woman and saying, “Looks like someone forgot their bib today!” 

She’d laughed, her friends had laughed, but the woman hadn’t, glaring at her with pure hatred in her eyes. Then, a strange smile came across her face as she muttered, “Oh, laugh now. But you’re going to be needing more than a bib pretty soon…”

Obviously, Kimi had passed it off as the woman attempting to be threatening and had gone on with her day. The next morning however, the woman’s words came back to haunt her as she awoke to find herself in a crib, her room transformed into a massive nursery and, worst of all, a thick and very wet diaper taped around her crotch. A diaper that refused to budge no matter how much she tugged.

It had only gone downhill from there, as her mother came in not long after to change her. No matter how much Kimi tried to reason with her, all her mom seemed to hear was babbling gibberish coming from her mouth, smiling as her ‘talkative little baby.’

It was the same whenever her Mom strapped her into a stroller and took her out for a daily walk around town. Paraded around town, all anyone seemed to see was a mother taking her infant daughter out for a stroll, though that did nothing to ease the humiliation as she her total lack of control meant she was often changed in clear view of any passerbys. 

Kimi’s only hope was that she would run into the woman again, and hopefully convince her to undo whatever she’d done.

“Oh, it looks like my little baby needs her diaper changed!”

Preferably before she had to endure any more diaper changes…

Zoe couldn’t shake the feeling feeling she was being followed.

Ever since she had stepped off the bus a block from her home, she had been plagued by the feeling of the hairs on the back of her neck standing on edge. Wild fantasy went rapid fire through her head, ranging from a serial killer lurking in wait for his next victim, to a gang member just waiting to scoop her up and sell her off in the sex slave trade.

Figures the one day she didn’t bring her pepper spray was the one time she would have needed it.

Taking a deep breath to calm her jittering nerves, Zoe took a detour down a nearby alleyway, hoping to lose whoever was tailing her that way. And for a moment, it seemed to work, as the feeling finally disappeared and breathe easy.

*crunch*

Spinning on her heal, Zoe frantically scanned the alleyway, only to find herself still alone. “Hello?” she called out, trying to hide the fear in her voice. “If anyone’s there, you better back off or I’ll call the cops. I’m warning– EEEK!”

The feeling of a slap against her ass made her spin around, ready to smack whoever brazen enough to try and smack her. When she did though, there was no one behind her. Zoe shivered as a light breeze blew through the alleyway, breaking into a run towards home.

As she did, the wind blew up her skirt again, revealing the Diaper Slug now attached to her behind. Too afraid to notice the strange waddle in her steps or the crinkling sound from her new undergarments, she also failed to notice a wetness gathering at the front of the diaper, her bladder having released out of fear.

Zoe was in for a rude surprise when she got home, that was for sure. 

Rattle

*Rattle**Rattle*Rattle*

April giggled as she shook her beloved rattle. Once she had been on the cusp of graduating college, until her mother had gotten her the rattle for her birthday. Now all April cared about was her rattle, to the point she would burst into tears if she didn’t have it all times. She didn’t care about anything else, not even as her mommy changed her into a fresh diaper, one that would certainly be soaking wet before long. April couldn’t care less, since it meant not needed to be away from her rattle to go potty.

Maid Service

“How can I be of assistance, Master?”

You weren’t sure what to expect from the “Rent-A-Maid” services. The ads in the paper and on Tv had promised a fantasy come true, no matter how absurd. Scrolling through their website on a whim, your heart had nearly skipped a beat at the sight of one of the options:

Diapered Maids.

You had called up the services that very night. The cost had been a bit steeper than you had thought, but you had reserved a maid nonetheless and waited with sweaty palms for her to arrive. 

When she did finally arrive, you first thing you noticed was the heavy scent of talcum wafting off her, as well as the distinct crinkle coming from underneath her skirt, making your manhood quiver in excitement.

Licking your lips, you shakily replied, “I- I’d like you to clean this place up, but… but first… could you lift up your skirt for me?”

The woman only giggled, almost like this wasn’t the first time she’d be requested to do so. Turning around, she slowly lifted up her skirt, giving you a clear view of her thickly diapered behind that almost took your breath away, “Anything else, Master?”

Guided by your arousal, you walked up and placed your hand against her diaper. “How about after you’re all done cleaning, we have some fun together?”

“As you wish, Master.”

Special Program

 “And here we have one of our newest students, being cared for by one of our upcoming graduates of the program. Like all our students, she was sent to us by a mother at her very wits end, unable to keep her daughter in line like a proper young lady.”

“She struggled with our caregivers, as they all do in the beginning, but after a week or so of our patented ‘remedial classes”, she was as harmless and carefree as the infant she now resembles, not a trace of her previous rebellious behaviour.”

“Our first stage of the program takes about six to eight months, during which our first years will be supplied a special diet to render them permanently incontinent. This ensures that they never try to rebel again, their dependancy on diapers acting a deterrent to keep them in line. After that, they’ll undergo retraining into maids, caregivers, and proper housewives. Their final assignment will then be to oversee another student undergoing the first stages, just as they were.”

“Once they graduate, they’ll either be returned to their families or, should they desire so, be adopted into a willing family. After ten years in service, our program has maintained a hundred percent success rate.”

“And that includes the tour of our facilities. Any questions?”

For Mommy

No… gotta… hold it…

No matter how much she struggled, Jasmine was fighting a losing battle. About a week ago (possibly more, since time had lost all meaning long ago), Jasmine had been jogging through the woods when she’d happened to stumble upon a path she’s never noticed before. Following it led her to a quaint cabin in the woods, owned by a young woman who had graciously invited her in. Not wanting to refuse such hospitality, Jasmine had followed her inside.

The moment the door had shut behind her, Jasmine had sealed her fate. She hadn’t noticed anything odd about the tea, as a sudden feeling of fatigue came over her. Passing it up to her jog through the woods, she had gotten up to leave when the woman had offered to let her nap in the spare room. Again, Jasmine hadn’t the heart to refuse.

When she awoke from her nap though, everything had changed. The room was now a nursery and she was dressed like an infant, diapers and all. She had struggled for several minutes to remove them when the door had opened and the woman had stepped in, smiling at her like nothing was wrong. “Ah, I see you’re awake.”

“What is this, you crazy bi-” 

“Be quiet, for Mommy.”

Jasmine would have gasped if her mouth hadn’t clamped shut, making her unable to do little more than mumble.

“There, that’s better,” The woman said with a sinister smile. “Now, I think it’s time you had you diapee changed, the first of many to come.”

Since then, Jasmine had been at the utter mercy of her “caregiver”. As the woman had to do was say “For Mommy,” and she would be powerless to stop herself. With each passing day, Jasmine was become more and more like a baby, filling her diaper before she even released, despite her attempts to hold it in. The sound of footsteps behind her made a chill run down her spine before she heard her dreaded voice:   

“Oh, does my baby girl need to make messy? Just let it go, for Mommy.”

NO! But it was too late, as Jasmine felt her body start to move against her will, her padded rear lifting into the air as she grunted and pushed, her bladder releasing at the same time. As her diaper sagged from use, all Jasmine could do was cry as her hope of escape dwindled further and further away.

A Word From Our Sponsors…

We interrupt your regularly scheduled program for a word from our sponsors… 

“Hello, my name is Joan. If you’re a working woman like me, then you know how hard it can be to find time in your busy schedule for something as time consuming as going to the bathroom. Studies have found that dozens of hours each month are wasted running to use the restroom, to say nothing about the disgusting state of most public restrooms.

“Well, worry no longer! Introducing Ladies Supreme brand diapers, the perfect solution for those pesky breaks. The patented technology allows Ladies Supreme to withstand an eight hour work day without a single change! Just imagine the time you’ll save, and hour impressed your boss will be with your work ethic! Do I hear the words ‘promotions’?

“Plus, Ladies Supreme comes in many designer colours and designs, for the woman who just has to look her best. 

“Ladies Supreme Diapers, why should babies have all the fun?”

Summer Break

“You won’t get away with this, you crazy bitch!” Mia yelled, desperately struggling against her restraints as the thick diaper was pulled up to her waist.

Katelyn only smirked as she watched her previous tormentor’s futile struggle. “Such language, somebody as earned themselves a spanking after their nap!” Giggling, she snuggly taped the diaper on, confining her prisoner to her plastic prison.

“I’ll give you a spanking once I get out- MMM!” Mia’s threats were drowned out by a pacifier being shoved into her mouth, straps on the side clipping in place to prevent her from spitting it out. “Mmm! Mmm, Mmm!”

“What’s that, baby?” Katelyn taunted, tapping Mia on the nose. “Mommy can’t understand baby. It seems you don’t quite understand the situation you’re in, so allow me to explain it slowly so even you can understand. As far as anyone’s aware, you’re off vacationing in the Bahamas for the next two weeks, and I’ve already set up a dummy account to give your family constant updates on your ‘trip.

“Once those two weeks are up, suddenly you’ll decide to extend that vacation to at least a month, maybe even longer. By the time anyone suspects anything, they’ll be too late.”

Leaning in closer, her smirk widened at the hint of fear in Mia’s eyes. “And, thanks to the muscle relaxants in that bottle I fed you, soon I won’t even need these restraints to keep you in check. And…” Reaching over, she patted the front of Mia’s diaper, “… it also means your diaper won’t be clean for long.” 

With one final grin, she turned towards the door, flicking off the lights and bathing the room in darkness, save for the small nightlight in the corner. “Sweet dreams, my little baby.”

BDFFs: Best Diapered Friends Forever!

Bet you I can fill my diaper more than you can!”

“Oh, you are so on! Hnnng!”

Meet Chelsea and Jessica, BFFs since childhood. For as long as anyone could remember, these two had been inseparable, attending the same school, working the same after school job, liking the same movies, there was nothing these two didn’t share.

Including a love for diapers, though neither one had known the other’s secret until recently, too afraid of being shunned by the other and ruining their friendship. For years, hiding their secret from each other had torn each other up inside until, finally, they could bare it no longer and needed to come clean. Unsurprisingly, they had both decided to reveal this on the same day, though Jessica was the first one to text Chelsea, saying she had “something important to tell her.”

Agreeing in to meet up at Jessica’s, the tension between them had been thick enough to cut with a knife. Once alone in Jessica’s room, the two sat on Jessica’s bed, awkwardly avoiding eye contact as they mentally prepped themselves on revealing there deepest, darkest secret.

“Hey… Jess?” Chelsea squeaked out, finally breaking the silence and making Jessica jump slightly.

“Y-yeah, Chelsea?”

“You said there was something important you needed to talk about?”

Jessica gulped, hanging her head in shame. “Yeah… I did. To tell you the truth… I’ve been keeping a secret from from you for some time.”

“Oh…” Chelsea sighed as she said, “To be honest, so have I. I’ve been trying to work up the courage to tell you. but I was afraid of how you’d react.”

Jessica gasped. “Oh my god, me too! I couldn’t bare to hide it from you anymore, which was why I asked you to come over.”

“Ok, how about this, then?” Chelsea suggested, the butterflies in her stomach fluttering more and more. “On three, we both tell the other our secret, ok?” When Jessica nodded, Chelsea took a deep breath. “Alright, on three. One…”

“Two…”

“Three!”

“I LIKE DIAPERS!”

Silence reigned as the pair could only stare in shock at the other, shocked at what they had just heard the other admit. “You… you do?” Chelsea finally asked.

Shocked, Jessica could only nod. “You mean… you also…?”

Chelsea nodded as well.

For a moment, neither one made so much of a sound as they processed this startling revelation. Then, smiles broke out on their faces as the two embraced one another, laughing as they hugged. “You’re the best friend in the world, Jess!”

“You too, Chels!” Hugging for a moment longer, the two eventually separated, a mischievous look appearing in Jessica’s eye. “You know… I’ve got some diapers hidden in the back of my closet. You up for a change?”   

Chelsea smiled like a kid on Christmas morning. “Like you even after to ask!”

And thus, began the first of many, many diapered days to be shared amongst these two BDFFs: Best Diapered Friends Forever!