“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.”

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!

“But… but Mom! You can’t be serious!”

“No ‘buts’, little missy! I warned you what would happen if your grades didn’t improve, yet you have the audacity to come home with a D-?! Until you manage to bring your grade up to at least a B, it’s goodbye underwear, hello diapers for you.”

“I can’t go out looking like this! Everyone’ll be able to see them!”

“Keep whining and I’ll consider adding another layer, do I make myself clear?”

“… Yes…”

“Yes,.. what?”

“Yes… Mommy.”

Taylor couldn’t shake the feeling that something wasn’t right. 

Looking around her room, she couldn’t for the life of her figure out what was wrong. She’d gotten up from her crib, like she did every morning, had a healthy breakfast of oatmeal and a bottle of warm milk, before changing her night time diaper and getting ready for school. And yet, there was this tiny voice in the back of her head saying that this was wrong, mumbling something about being a grown up and using a toilet. But that was silly! Babies like her didn’t use toilets, that’s what her diapees were for!

“Aha! I know what it is!” Reaching into her dresser, she giggled as she pulled out a pair of bright pink plastic pants. “I almost forgot my panties! Don’t want to leak, now do I?” Happy pulling up the plastic pants over her cloth diaper, she quickly threw on a short skirt and headed off, popping her pacifier into her mouth as she stepped outside.

Taylor was completely oblivious to the stares from passerbys as she skipped to school, her skirt bouncing up to give a perfect view of her diapered behind with each step.

“Well, well. What do we have here?”

Katrina gasped, the pacifier slipping from her mouth and dropping to the floor as she stared wide-eyed at her mother standing in the doorway. She stood petrified in the middle of the living room, the dress she was wearing doing nothing to hide the thick diaper she was wearing. 

Her mother wasn’t supposed to come home for hours, so Katrina had decided to use that time to secretly indulge in her fetish. She had been so preoccupied that she hadn’t heard the front door open, nor the sound of heels climbing up the steps until it was too late.

“I… I… I can explain!”

Her mother just looked at her with a raised eyebrow, seemingly amused by finding her daughter is such a compromising state. “I’m sure you can, and I’m all ears, but first…” Walking up to her daughter, she stuck her finger into one of the the leg holes of Katrina’s diaper, making her blush at having her diaper actually checked, even more so when her mother smirked.

“I think somebody needs a change before they leak all over the carpet!’ Reaching down, she plucked the pacifier off the floor and quickly wiped it on her shirt before sticking it back in her daughter’s mouth. “Now come along, dear, and don’t even think about removing that, or I won’t hesitate to spank you like a baby!”

Katrina could only whimper behind her pacifier as she followed behind her mother, her diaper squishing with every step.