“Lily! Are you wet again!? I just changed you!”

Lily didn’t even glance up from the tv to give her mother a response. After flunking out of college and moving in with her mother, the teenage girl had gotten lazier and lazier by the day. It had started at first with her refusing to do laundry, seemingly content to just walk around the house in her underwear. 

Her hygiene had begun to slip next, going days without bathing or washing her hair. The worst had been when she had seemed to give up going to the bathroom, pissing herself in the middle of the couch without a moment’s hesitation.

After the third time cleaning the carpet, Lily’s mother had switched her back into diapers permanently, even going as far as to throw away her daughter’s entire drawer of underwear just to prove her point. Lily had barely noticed, going back to her show without a care in the world.

Dragging her daughter up the stairs, Lily’s mom led her into Lily’s room, which still contained the juvenile prints on the walls when she had been a little girl. As Lily climbed up onto her dresser turned changing table, her mother sighed as she went about changing her daughter’s diaper for the fifth time that day.

I don’t know how much more of this I can take! Luckily, that concoction I ordered should get here any day now. If Lily wants to act like a baby, I’ll make sure she stays one for a long, long time. That daycare I applied her to should take care of the rest…

“Mmm! Mpph! Mrr!” Shelley screamed into her gag, struggling against the restraints that held her steadfast to the bed in a desperate attempt to escape.

“No, no, no… I’m afraid you aren’t going anywhere, dear…” Her captor, likely the wife of the man Shelly had spent all night seducing, leaned over her with a smug smile on her face. “See, you aren’t the first tramp to try and get into my dear husband’s pants, and you certainly won’t be the last. And every single one of them have ended up where you are now: reduced to nothing more than a helpless baby.”

Reaching down, she patted the diaper she had changed Shelly into while the girl had been unconscious – likely due to the sedative that had been slipped into her drink when she’s first arrived. Only that hadn’t been the only thing slipped into her drink…

“Won’t be long know… Once you’ve had some time to calm down, I’ll take you to meet your sisters, all of whom are big babies just like you! Won’t that be fun?”

“MPHH! MMMPH!”

“Ah, welcome home Mr. and Mrs. Greenburg! I hope you two had a fun night out.

“…Tami? Oh, she’s sleeping right now. I put her to bed early as punishment for being such a brat. Oh, don’t worry! It wasn’t anything I couldn’t handle. Have a seat and I’ll tell you all about it if you want!

“So, the trouble started as soon as you two left. The second we couldn’t hear your car anymore, she stood right up and started mouthing off to me, trying to tell me that she was a big girl who didn’t need a babysitter and that she was the one in charge. I know, right? I got a laugh out it too, seeing her try to be all bossy while wearing such thick diapers. 

“Speaking of which, she then had the nerve to try and rip off her diapers, again saying she was too old for them! Well, I wasn’t about to let her piddle all over the floor, so some time spent over my knee did well to crush those ideas. Just to be safe, I made sure to put on one of her locking panties and warned her that I’d get out the mittens if she so much as touched her diaper again.

“She seemed to calm down after that, playing quietly in her playpen for the next hour or so. Right up until it was time for dinner at least, when she started getting fussy and refusing to eat the mashed peas and carrots you left her. Oh, she made such a mess, I spent forever cleaning it up, At least she didn’t fight me when it was time for her bottle. 

“Now If only she was that calm when it came time to change her diaper. The poor dear was utterly soaked! She might have gotten a rash if I hadn’t bothered to check for myself. I wasn’t taking any chances this time, so I made sure to strap her down nice and tight. I even had to use the gag, because she simply would not be quiet although out, kicking and screaming about how she was a “big girl” who didn’t need diapers.

“I had finally had enough with her and had to put her over my knee again, just to remind who was in charge. She didn’t complain after that, but I still put her to bed early to teach her a lesson.

“… Next weekend? Sure, I’d love to babysit little Tami again! Hopefully next time I won’t have to use the paddle as much!” 

“Cassy, hurry up! The show’s about to start!”

“Coming!” Cassandra called from downstairs, grabbing the bowl of popcorn and racing upstairs, crinkling all the way.

Cassandra and Norean had been friends for as long as they could remember, having been next-door neighbours for much of their childhood and frequently going on play-dates. The two were so in synch some days, you could easily mistake them for sisters half the time. 

Their absolute favourite thing to do during those days was have sleepovers together, in which they would happily race downstairs come Saturday morning and park themselves infront of the tv to watch cartoons, still wearing their wet diapers from the night before.

Another thing the two had in common was the fact that they had been bed-wetters well into middle school. Unfortunately, before the start of High School, Cassandra and her family had moved away, so they two didn’t see each other for years.

When they had finally reunited in their early 20′s, Cassandra had proposed they continue the tradition of watching cartoons together, diapers and all. Norean had need very little convincing.

So, every couple of weeks, the two would get together on weekends and be diapered from Friday all the way to Sunday evening. In a way, it was their own little way of recapturing their childhood and making up for lost time apart.

But really, the main appeal was the fact that the girls were also huge Diaper Lovers, and rejoiced in getting to spend time not just together, but thickly diapered just like old time’s sake. 

Are you sick of needing to rush to the bathroom day in and day out, wasting valuable time that could be spent doing better things? Is potty training too much of a hassle in today’s busy life? Do you long for the days when your underwear crinkled and hugged your bottom like a cloud?

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“I was a late potty-trainer, because I adored the soft feeling of diapers too much to give them up. Now, thanks to the Incontinent Institute, I can once more revel in the soft and soothing feel of a diaper comfortingly wrapped around my bottom, and I’ve never been happier!”

– Dacey Brooke, 24

“When you’re a woman aggressive trying to make it in the business world, even a single minute spent rushing to the bathroom could mean a missed opportunity for a promotion. Now, thanks to the Incontinent Institute, I spend more time doing valuable work that has lead to my promotion to senior project manager!”

– Stacy Lovitz, 37 

Don’t wait! Classes are filling up quickly, faster than you’ll be filling your diaper like many of our proud graduates!  

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.

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…

“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…