Like Mother, Like Daughter

“And, there we go! All done!” Maurita smiled as she finished taping up her daughter’s diaper, only the thickest for her favorite baby girl. In mind anyway, as while Cindy was happily sucking away at her pacifier as she was taped into a fresh diaper, she still had the body of a twenty something. Cindy had been a problem child ever since she had reached her teens and had seen fit to use and blackmail who ever she could to get her way.

The final straw however was when she had discovered her mother’s secret diaper fetish. Cindy had immediately seen to fit to threaten her for things like money and her own room to stay in lest she send embarrassing photos of her mother to all her friends. Maurita knew then and there that she had failed as a mother, so she decided then and there that it was time to start over. For both her daughter and her.

The smallest pressure in her bladder was Maurita’s only warning before she flooded her own diaper. “Oh, looks like mommy needs a fresh diaper too. Now, you play nice while mommy changes, okay?”

Using similar hypnosis files to the ones she had used on her daughter to reduce her to her infantile state, Maurita had slowly but surely been making herself incontinent. Though part of her had always dreamed of unpotty training herself, this was also her way of atoning for her failure as a mother in raising Cindy. If her daughter had to be reduced to diapers, then so should she.

As Cindy crawled towards her toys, her diapered rear swaying behind her, Maurita felt another urge, this time in her bowels. Bending her knees, Maurita grunted as she pushed a mess into her diaper, the already used diaper sagging under the weight. Pressing her hand against the seat of her diaper, Maurita smiled as she got on all fours and crawled after her daughter. “It’s not too bad, a diaper change can wait until playtime is over…”

Little Angels

“Mommy! Coral made a stinky!”

“Nah ah! Bri is the sticky butt!”

You chuckle as you look towards your two lovely baby girls, playing peacefully in their pen. Walking over, you place a hand on Carol’s diapered behind and squeeze. “You’re right, Bri. Coral did make a stinky!”

“See?” Bri taunts, only to squeak as you reach down and give her own diaper a squeeze. “Mommy!”

“Looks like she’s not the only stinky butt…” Just as you expected, you’ve got a pair of messy babies on your hands. “Come along, let’s get you two changed.”

As you go about changing your two beloved baby girls, you think back to the days before you had two bundles of joy in your life to care for.

Caroline was first, a rebellious girl trying desperately to be a woman. You’d scooped her up one night after finding her once again passed out drunk in an alleyway. When she had finally come to the next morning, you’d already taken the precautions of diapering her to avoid any accidents and wrapping her hands in mittens so she wouldn’t hurt herself. From the start, Caroline was a fighter, yelling at you with many bad words that had earned her more than a few spankings and time in the corner. As the weeks passed though, Caroline became more and more accepting of her new role, largely due to a healthy helping of hypnosis and enemas. In less than 6 months, Caroline was the perfect image of a sweet baby girl. crawling around in her diapers without a care in the world as she played with her toes. However, you started to sense that Caroline was lonely by herself, so you decided it was time to get Caroline a sister.

Bri had been much easier to break, which you attributed to Caroline’s helpful encouragement of her new sister and by refining the process through Caroline’s reeducation. In barely three months, Bri was happily playing alongside her sister in their playpen, their giggles filling your heart with warmth.

“There we go, all clean! Now you play nice while Mommy get’s dinner ready.”

Needing no encouragement, the two scampered over to their playpen and continued their game of stacking the rings. As you watched then play, the very picture of innocence, you began to notice a familiar longing feeling in your heart.

“Perhaps it’s time we add a fourth member to our happy little family…”

Katherine didn’t used to believe in hypnosis. She does now, though she also doesn’t really care at the moment.

While chatting with her best friend, Nia, she mentioned that hypnosis was fake and that it was all smoke and mirrors, so her friend Nia made a bet with her that she would send Katherine a file and she would have to listen to it from then to when she came over a few hours later. If nothing happened, Nia would buy Katherine lunch. Eager to prove her wrong, Katherine accepted the bet.

Several hours later, Nia arrived at Katherine’s home to find the woman crawling around on the floor of her room, babbling and drooling while her pants were soaked straight through. “Looks like I win the bet…” Nia said as she helped undress the regressed woman and lay her down on the bed. Reaching into her back, Nia pulled out two adult diapers and set one aside while she worked on diapering Katherine.

“There we go, now isn’t that much better?” She said, getting a happy gurgle from Katherine in response. Luckily the hypnosis would only last for 24 hours and Katherine would have no memory of the events afterwards, but in the meantime… “Now you play nice while mommy get ready.”

As Katherine played happily in the corner, Nia removed all her clothes and positioned herself on the second diaper, grinning as she readied herself. Good thing I brought extra diapers, because I intend to have as much fun with my new “playmate” while I can!

Back To Basics

“What did you do to my room!?” Sarah stood horrified as she took in the sight of her bedroom… or what used to be her bedroom before she had gone out with some of her girl friends on a weekend long bender. By the time she finally arrived home, she was utterly shocked to discover her room had been completely transformed.

Gone were her band posters, replaced instead by pastel pictures of cute animals like bunnies and butterflies. Gone was her queen-sized bed, instead replaced by a queen sized crib with bars that wouldn’t have looked out of place on a prison cell. Most horrifying of all, however, was the fact that her dresser, filled with all her thongs and sexy lace dresses, had been replaced by an adult sized changing table, fully stocked with an array of adult sized diapers to boot.

“Do you like it?” Sarah’s mom said as she walked in behind her, positively grinning from ear to ear. “I thought your room could use a little redecorating.”

“Is this some kind of fucking joke?!” Sarah exclaimed, utterly fuming. “Mom, I’m an adult, not some stupid baby!”

“That’s were you’re wrong.” Sarah’s mother countered, her voice chilly as she stared her daughter down. “I thought once you turned 18 I would try and see if you could be an adult, but your behavior since had been on a sliding scale from bad to worse, I decided it was time we went back to square one.”

Sarah was utterly flabbergasted. Had her mom lost her mind? Wasting who knows how much money on this absurd scheme? “I’m calling the police, and getting your crazy ass thrown in a nut house, you stupid—”

With a snap of her mother’s fingers, Sarah’s threat vanished as her entire demeanour changed. Any thoughts of disobeying her mother disappeared from her head, only with ever other adult thought Sarah had ever had. Her eyes became blank and devoid of intelligence, and her mouth became slack as a thing line of drool dripped down her chin. It was only be the same power that Sarah was even still standing.

“Ah, that’s better. Don’t worry, in another few years are so I’ll let you try and be an adult again, but only when I think you can be trusted this time. Now, let’s get you changed.” With another snap of her fingers, Sarah’s clothes disintegrated, leaving her standing in currently yellowing diaper. “Oh, and not a moment too soon! Now come to mamma and we’ll get you into a nice clean diaper for my sweet baby girl.”

“Well, well, well… Look what the cat dragged in.” Sally smiled as she stood up from her throne, her diaper crinkle as she walked down the steps towards the teenage girl currently bound and gagged before her. “Cindy Wellman, the head cheerleader and self-proclaimed ‘Queen Bee’. Not so high and mighty now, are we?”

“Oh, you can struggle all you like, but it won’t do any good. See, you thought it was so funny the day you walked into the locker rooms and discovered my secret. You thought it was so funny when you posted all those pictures of me in my diapers around the school. You thought it was especially hilarious when you pantsed me in the middle of the hall, revealing my used diaper to the entire school.

“I have never been so humiliated in all my life. But, instead of letting you get away with, I decided to do one better and get even. See, you may have discovered that I was incontinent, but you never realized why I was. So I think it’s time I let you in on a little secret:

“I’m a witch.”

“Oh, is that laughter I hear behind that gag of yours? Well, laugh it up all you want, because it’s true. You see, in order for a witch to gain more power, she has to give up something first. Something personal too, in order to avoid that whole “human sacrifice” thing. Depending on how valuable the thing given up, the more power you receive.”

“That’s right: I chose to give up my continence, and in exchanged gained immense power, enough power to enthral the whole school and turn it into my kingdom, all so I can have you at my mercy. Oh, I could have just snapped my fingers and gotten my revenge, but I wanted more. I wanted you to be there, grovelling at my feet as I took my revenge. And now… I know just the punishment you deserve.

*SNAP*

“That’s it Cindy, make big, stinky messes for Mommy. You know the rules, you only get a diaper change after you make messies in you diaper.

“There we go! Such a good girl! Oh, wait! I just remembered that was your last diaper. Guess you’ll just have to stay in that one until we get more at the store. Now, come along, Mommy needs to get you secured into your high chair for the long drive…”

Take One, Please

Finally!” Julie exclaimed as she tossed her purse onto her bed. Halloween night and her mom had suddenly been called into work, which meant she had been stuck taking her goody-two-shoes little sister out trick-or-treating instead of going to Josh’s party. The hours had passed slower than Mr. Richards trigonometry class, before the brat had been tired out and they could finally return home.

Still, it hadn’t been all bad. She had snagged some of her sister’s candy when she wasn’t looking, as well as pilfered a handful of full sized chocolate bars from one house that had been too lazy to hand out candy, instead putting a bowl with a sigh reading “Please take one!” stuck inside. While her little sister had only taken one, Julie had scoffed at the whole thing and stuffed some of the candy in her purse.

Honestly, what did they expect to happen? It’s not like anyone will care… Strolling over to her closet, Juliet stripped down to her underwear as she retrieved her costume: a sexy Harley Quinn. Her boyfriend, Eric, has promised to be here to take her to Josh’s party in about a half-hour, which would give her more than enough time to get into her costume.

Twenty minutes later, Julie was all done up in her costume, her corset showing just the right amount of cleavage and her shirt short enough to give any on lookers a passing glance at her panties. Oh, Julie intended to make Eric squirm tonight!

With some time to spare, Julie decided now was a good enough time as any to dig into her pilfered sweets. Opening up her purse, she plucked one of the full sized bars from inside and undid the wrapping. There loss, my gain.

The moment she took a bite, her mouth seemed to explode with pleasure, devouring the chocolate bar and quickly grabbing another one. Drool dripped down her mouth as she quickly inhaled a second one, before moving onto a third. The world seemed to fade around her as she focused only on the candy.

So enthralled by the candy, Julie didn’t notice as her panties began to inflate, becoming the thick, absorbent plastic of a diaper with each bite. Her legs were pushed apart as the diaper became thicker and thicker, merging with her lacy shirt to form ruffles on the back. Her legs wiggled like jelly as she fell to her knees, knocking her purse off her bed and scattering candy across her floor.

Flopping onto her belly, Julie crawled across the floor towards the candy, a bib forming around her neck to catch her drool as she grabbled for another candy bar. Grunting, she felt a strange gurgling sensation in her bowels, hastily pushing to try and relieve the pressure.

“Hey, Julie!” Eric called out as he pushed the door to Julie’s room open. “You all ready for—” Eric froze in the doorway, her eyes fixated on his girlfriend’s diapered rear as she pushed, the back of her diaper sagging as the rancid smell of fresh shit filled the air. “J-julie?”

Julie glanced ever her shoulder, grinning as she wiggled her diapered butt hypnotically and waved at the stunned teenager. “Hi, Daddy! You want candy?”

“Dear Diary…

I had that dream again, the one where I’m a big girl in a big room with other big girls and we were learning things. Somebody had drawn weird squiggly lines all over the wall that I couldn’t understand. They gonna get in trouble!

I remember seeing Mommy at the front, and she was saying big words that I don’t understand. Maybe she was mad at me because I wasn’t wearing my diapey, she don’t like it when I take off my diapey unless Mommy’s changing me into a fresh one! None of the big girls were wearing diapeys either, which is just silly! Girls like them and me always wear diapeys, Mommy told me so!

But the scariest thing was when I saw Mommy in the dream, she wasn’t Mommy. But Mommy has always been Mommy! Right? Oooh… I feel funny all of a sudden and my head hurts… I don’t like this feeling…

Maybe I should tell Mommy about my dream. Mommy always knows how to make everything better! Plus, Mommy said she had a big surprise for me today if I was a good girl, and I have been a super good girl today! I even made a stinky like Mommy told me to! Time for a change!

– Jenny

Hush, Little Baby…

“Hush little baby, don’t say a word,

Mama’s gonna buy you a mockingbird…”

Willow crawled as fast as her legs would carry her, the thick diaper locked around her waist making it impossible for her to even toddle. Still, she knew she had to escape this crazed funhouse, before the woman caught her.

“And if that mockingbird won’t sing,

Mama’s gonna buy you a diamond ring…”

She knew she shouldn’t have bought a ticket to this stupid funhouse, tucked almost out of site at the very back of the carnival. But Willow was curious enough to see what it had to offer, so she had payed and stepped on through the door.

“And if that diamond ring turns brass,

Mama’s gonna buy you a looking glass…”

The moment Willow had stepped inside, the nightmare began. Finding herself in a giant nursery with everything adult sized, she had been confused at first. In her confusion, she hadn’t heard the large woman walk up behind her before she had been grabbed by the arm and forcibly pinned down onto the changing table.

“And if that looking glass gets broke,

Mama’s gonna buy you a billy goat…”

With her limbs swiftly locked into restraints, she was helpless to resist as her clothes were cut from her body and she was diapered like some oversized infant. All the while her captor cooed and smiled as she powdered her and taped the diaper snugly closed.

“And if that billy goat won’t pull,

Mama’s gonna buy you a cart and bull…”

The moment the woman undid her restraints, Willow kicked as hard as she could and knocked the woman back, allowing her to roll off the changing table and on to the padded floor. Trying to run proved useless, as she barely toddled three steps before falling to her knees. Still she desperately tried to reach the door and escape this hell.

And then the woman had started singing.

“And if that cart and bull turn over,

Mama’s gonna buy you a dog named Rover…”

With each word, Willow felt like her brain was turning to mush, making it harder and harder to think. Even if she had wanted to run, she couldn’t remember how to even walk. Despite this, she finally reached the door, grabbing the doorknob and trying to wrestle it open, even as the knowledge of how to do so vanished from her brain. She grunted, struggling to open the door and flee back into the carnival.

“And if that dog named Rover won’t bark

Mama’s gonna buy you a horse and cart…”

With one final grunt, the back of Willow’s diaper sagged as she helplessly shit herself, the seat of her diaper now stained a muddy brown. He fingers slipped from the doorknob as drool ran down her mouth, her eyes glassy and devoid of intelligence. Her fingers soon found their way into her mouth, gleefully sucking on them.

“And if that horse and cart fall down,

You’ll still be the sweetest little baby in town.”

The very next morning, the carnival had vanished without a trace, almost as if it had never existed in the first place.

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!”

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.