+18 ABDL/Diaper Captions
With that last batch, I have now converted all my Captions into image files. All 99 of them.
That’s right: my next caption will be my 100th Caption overall, and I’m looking for ideas on what to make it about. Feel free to message me your ideas and I might just choose your idea.
It was only getting worse and worse.
It had started not long after you had been dragged to the Hypnotist act by a few of your buddies. Of course, you didn’t believe in something as silly as hypnosis, so you had been surprised when the Hypnotist had picked you to come up and volunteer. With nothing better to do, you had walked up to the stage, following the hypnotist’s soothing voice as you began to drift off…
When you snapped back to reality, the crowd was laughing their butts off at you as while you sucked your thumb and crawled around the stage in soaking wet pants. Humiliated beyond belief, you had run from the stage and hadn’t looked back until you got home, hoping to put this entire thing behind you.
That was when the bedwetting had started. Night after night, you woke up with soggy sheets and a ruined mattress. You tried everything you could think of like not drinking before bed, setting an alarm, even going so far as to see a doctor, but nothing seemed to work. At your wits end, you had finally caved and gone with the last resort: diapers.
Except… you hadn’t bought regular diapers, like the kind you’d find in a pharmacy, Oh, no. Instead you had been almost drawn to more “Premium Diapers”, the kind made to look more childish and cute, like the ones babies wore but for full grown adults. Unable to stop yourself, you had ordered a case of the cutest diapers you could find, even shilling for the express shipping so you wouldn’t have to wait. Once the order had been filled, you had almost slapped yourself for being so stupid, wondering why you had done that. Still, what was done is done so you figured you’d live with it for now.
Once the diapers had arrived, however, you had torn into them like a man possessed, pulling one out and taking a long whiff of the fresh diaper scent. You not only wanted to wear it, you needed to wear it, hastily undressing and taping yourself into the babyish diapers. As soon as the last tape was set, you suddenly snapped out of your daze, returning to that moment on stage where you were humiliated in front of dozens of people. Realizing that all this must have been the work of the hypnotist, you rushed to your computer to look him up, hoping he had some kind of contact number.
When you did call up the number listed, you instead got the Hypnotist’s secretary. When you explained what was happening, she’d just laughed, but not a laugh of “Oh, you’re so silly!”, but a laugh of “Yeah, that’s to be expected.” She had told you that the Hypnotist would gladly undo what he had done, but that sadly he had just left for a world tour and wouldn’t be back for at least two months.
Horrified at the knowledge that you would likely be stuck like this for months, you were about to demand he fix this, when an uninvited wetness began to fill your diaper. Looking down in horror, you saw that not only were you wetting yourself uncontrollably… but you were getting aroused by it, a noticeable tent forming in the front of your diaper. In a daze, you quickly hung up the phone before sitting down on your bed, your hand drawn to your diaper like a magnet as you began to rub your freshly soaked diaper.
This was going to be a long two months, that was for sure…
“Daddy, hurry!”
“Alright, honey, I’m coming.” Walking into the kitchen, you spy your adorable little Jessie bouncing up and down, her pyjama pants around her ankles and her hand pressed to the front of her diaper as she stands two feet away from her training potty. “Now, you had something to show Daddy?”
Smiling, she plops down onto her training potty and sighs, the familiar hissing sound of her diaper filling with urine reaching your ears as her thick diapers expand and take on a yellowish tint. With a smile on her face, Jessie exclaims, “I use potty, Daddy! I’mma big girl now!”
“You sure are…” Daddy says as he walks over and pats her on the head. “I think such a ‘big girls’ has earned herself some ice cream.”
“Yay!”
“Come on, honey, let’s change you into a fresh diaper and go get some ice cream.”
Smiling, Jessie waddled behind her daddy. Daddy is silly, wanting me to use the potty. I sure showed him, I can be a big girl and use the potty too!
Daddy chuckled as he patted his baby’s diapered butt. Maybe someday you’ll learn to use the potty correctly, but today is not that day…
Shannon moaned and writhed in building ecstatic as she forced the vibrator deeping into the front of her soaked diaper, pushing the soggy padding up against her moist sex.
A month ago, Shannon had been down on her luck, with only a few hundred dollars to her name and on the verge of becoming homeless. In her desperation, Shannon had turned to one of the oldest professions: prostitution. But she wasn’t about to stand on some street corner in the red-ligth district and degrade herself in the hopes of hustling a few horny business men out of their money, she was better than that. So she turned to the modern equivalent: cam girls.
Except Shannon hadn’t realized at the time how absolutely flooded the internet was for vanilla cam girls. Trying to stand out amongst that would be like trying to find a needle in a city sized haystack, so Shannon had resorted to Plan C: Fetish Cam Girls.
After several hours spent browsing for fetish cam girls, Shannon felt like she was ready to throw up and give up the idea entirely when she had noticed a strange video out of the corner of her eye. “Diaper girls?” Shannon read, clicking on the video to find herself watching a grown woman lounging about on her bed while wearing a massive diaper. Though disgusted at first, especially when the woman zoomed the camera onto her crotch as she pissed herself, Shannon could barely take her eyes off it. Browsing a few more videos of a similar nature, Shannon felt like she had struck gold. Judging by the way the camera spent more time focused on the diaper than the woman, Shannon realized she never even needed to get naked on camera, as the horny perverts watchign were more interested in the diaper than the model.
Within the hour, Shannon had ordered herself a supply of special Adult Diapers from the internet and began to plan.
What Shannon could have never known was how much she would come to adore diapers as well. The first time she orgasmed in a wet diaper, she was hooked and took to her new role with a vigor. Her efforts paid off as Shannon began to make a name for herself on fetish sites in almost record time. The money came pouring in and Shannon was able to upgrade her filming set up as well as invest in an entire closet of diapers for herself. She was even in discussions with a few ABDL companies on getting sponsorships to promote their diapers.
And so, as Shannon exploded into her diaper, the chat feed scrolling by at a blinding speed, Shannon shouted at the top of her lungs, “I’M A DIAPER GIRL!”
Kerri’s eyes fluttered open as the morning sun, turning over to find the love of her life staring back at her with a smile.
“Morning, baby,” Nikki said, giggling as she leaned over and kissed her girlfriend on the lips.
“Morning to you too, baby,” Kerri replied as she kicked off the covers, revealing that both woman were nude save for the very thick and very wet diapers the two were wearing. They were quite the pair, a couple of diaper loving bedwetters who had found each other through an internet chatroom. The first time they had ever met in person had been love at first sight, and the two had been virtually inseparable since.
“Happy Valentine’s Day,” Nikki cooed as she whispered into Kerri’s ear, “I have a surprise for you, close your eyes until I tell you so.”
Doing as she was told, Kerri clamped his eyes shut, bubbling with excitement as she heard the sound of Nikki moving around next to her.
After several moments, Nikki finally said, “Okay, open your eyes!”
Giggling, Kerri opened her eyes to the sight of her girlfriend’s sagging diaperbutt hovering an inch over her face. She barely had time to gasp before her vision was filled with white plastic, the fresh scent of urine filling her nostrils. Despite what you may think, however, Kerri was in utter heavy as she pressed her face deeper into her girlfriend’s used diaper with an joyful moan.
“Like that, don’t you, baby?” Nikki teased. “Better take a deep whiff, cause here comes the surprise!” With a grunt, Nikki filled the seat of her diaper with a fresh load, the diaper sagging heavily onto Kerri’s face as she pushed even deeper into her girlfriend’s used diaper.
Beneath her own diaper, Kerri was quickly becoming incredible hot, her hand plunging into her used diaper to rub herself as she took in the scent of Nikki’s messy diaper.
Nikki smiled as she listened to her girlfriend get off from her used diaper, knowing full well that once Kerri was all done, it would be her turn to do the same to Nikki, and could hardly wait.
“Uggg… Mommy! It hurts!”
“Don’t worry, Honey, it’ll all be over soon…”
Ever since Maia had been forced to move back in with her overbearing mother after flunking out of school, the young woman had been at the utter mercy of her mother, who immediately saw fit to turn her disobeying daughter back into the sweet and adorable baby that she had once been.
Breaking Maia’s will had been slow going, starting with replacing her wardrobe with short dresses, onesies and enough diapers to last through the year and beyond. Next had come the high-chair, and the feedings, and the early bedtimes, all gradually chipping away at her willpower to resist.
However, there was one thing Maia had been able to avoid doing, and that was messing her diapers. Oh, sure, she had been forced to suffer through the humiliation of utterly soaking her diaper thanks to the high liquid diet she was not on, but so far she had been denied having to suffer through that attrocity.
Her mother, however, started to become concerned when her little one failed to make a bowel movement after several days, needing to resort to somewhat drastic measures. One suppository later, and Maia was practically writhing on the floor in agony as she tried to in vain to keep from messing herself.
“Mommy!” Maia bawled, tears starting to roll down her face. “It hurts! Make it stop!”
“Mommy’s right here, baby, don’t worry…” Maia’s mother said as she patted her daughter’s thickly diapered rear. “Just let it all out and Mommy will change you…”
Unable to withstand the pain any longer, Maia could do nothing as she forcibly filled her diapers, the back ballooning out as she filled ever inch with her filth. Just when it seemed she might blow a leak, the mess finally subsided, leaving Maia a snivelling, sobbing mess.
“There, now was that so hard? Now, let’s get you changed into a fresh diaper, how does that sound?”
Her will now thoroughly broken, Maia didn’t resist as she she was picked up by her mother and carried over to the changing table for her first of many messy diaper changes…
Desperate times call for desperate measures.
That was at the forefront of Lucy’s mind as she continued to watch her daughter, Abagail, slip further and further into from a sweet little girl into a good-for-nothing hoodlum. Not only had Abagail’s grades been slipping more and more with each passing day, the cause of skipping class to go smoke and drink with her so called “friends”, but the once kind and considerate girl had started badmouthing her mother, hurling expletives and curses at her with reckless abandon. When she had threatened to wash her daughter’s mouth out with soap, the young lady had merely scoffed at her and muttered that she, “wasn’t a child anymore.”
The next time, however, Lucy was ready for her. At the first curse to come from Abigail’s mouth, Lucy grabbed her daughter tightly by the wrist and dragged her off to the bathroom. The whole way, Abagail struggled and cursed at her mother, threatening to call Child Services on her, but Lucy was having none of it.
“I warned you I would,” Lucy said as she grabbed a bar of soap and shoved it into her daughter’s open mouth. As Abagail sputtered and spat the bar out, Lucy was quicker, grabbing a mouth gag and quickly shoving the bulb into her daughter’s mouth, the taste of soap filing her mouth as her mother clipped it shut behind her head. “Now, there are going to be some changes around here… If you wan to act like a child, then I’m going to treat you like a child!”
Ten minutes later, Abagail was pouting in her crib, gripping the bars tightly with her gloved hands with only a thick diaper to hide her shame. She had struggled, of course, when her mother had produced a diaper in just her size, but a swift tanning of her behind had squashed what little resistance she still had left. “I hope you like your new look,” He mother taunted with a pleased smile on her face, “because your going to be in it for a very long time…”
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“And where do you think you’re going?”
Maggie froze like a deer in headlights, one leg raised out of her playpen as she slowly looked up. Standing in the doorway of her room turned nursery was Alice Tomson, once Maggie’s favorite victim to torment in school and now her new babysitter.
“Uh… two the bathwoom?” Maggie replied after a moment, the massive pacifier in her mouth giving her an infantile lisp. She could have just removed the stupid thing, if not for the fact her butt still stung from the spanking she had received the last time she had tried that.
Alice smiled devilishly. “Silly baby!” She said as she walked up to Maggie and reached down to squeeze the thick diaper the girl was wearing, earning a loud crinkle in return. “You know the bathroom is only for big girls! Now you sit nice and quiet in your playpen and use your DIAPER like a good girl!”
I was so close! It was bad enough her mom had punished her with diapers for coming home high one time—One time!—but to also hire her former victim as her babysitter was just too much! Grumbling, Maggie reluctantly pulled her leg back into the playpen, when an idea came to her. If she wants me to use this thing so bad, then I’ll make sure she get’s it! With a grunt, Maggie bent her legs like a toddler as she pushed a load into her diaper, the diaper sagging under the weight. For good measure, she also released her achinG bladder, sighing with relief before letting out a loud, infantile wail.
“WAAAAAHHH! CHANGE ME! CHANGE ME NOW!”
Everyone has dreams on what they’d do if they won the lottery. Quit their job, pay off their house, go on a cruise around the world, the possibilities were endless. For best friends turned lovers Joanne and Mary, winning ten million allowed them to finally fulfil a dream they’d both had for as long as they could remember: living out their diapered fantasies together.
As soon as the money was safe in their accounts, both woman quit their jobs, sold or gave away most of their possessions and moved to a nice lakeside house miles away from the nearest city. Both woman took great joy in slicing up every pair of panties they owned, knowing that they would never need another pair again thanks to the lifetime supplies of diapers they now had stocked in their own personal nursery, away form any judging eyes.
Now a days, Joanne and Mary spend their days in infantile bliss, drinking from bottles as they lounged around their nursery in their endless supply of diapers, diapers that didn’t stay clean for long thanks to the hours of hypnosis and unpotty training the two had invested in.
They say money can’t by happiness, but it certainly did for these two lovers.
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