From the Desk of Dr. Guzman, Note #7

One of the rarer and lesser known behaviours of the Diaper Slug is a practice I have called “Doubling”. Diaper Slugs, by nature, appear to be solitary predators, seeking out potential prey alone as opposed to in packs, which, based on my findings, would be a terrifying and unstoppable prospect if these creatures hunted in numbers.

However, very rarely two or more Diaper Slugs will compete or even co-operate on claiming a single prey, one creature disabling the prey with its sweet smelling pheromone while the other latches itself onto the subject. Once the first one has attached itself, however, the second or even third one will then follow suit, attaching itself overtop of the first. In a process I am still unable to properly explain, the multiple Diaper Slugs appear then to “merge” into a single entity, allowing them to feed for much longer and greatly increasing the strength of the muscle relaxant they produce and, by extension, greatly prolonging the lasting effects of the host’s incontinence. Based on my findings, should this “Doubling” occur for long enough, the effects will result in permanent incontinence for the host.

Side note: I have started to notice that these creatures appear to have an attraction towards females, as the reports of attacks between females and males is easily 20:1. Perhaps further tests will yield relevant results…

Date Night

After months of chatting with a girl online, you’d finally worked up the nerve to ask her out on a date, nearly fainting from shock when she actually said yes.

The next weekend, you arrived at the restaurant early, dressed for the occasion as you waited nervously for your date to arrive. Despite having spent countless hours over the last few weeks chatting with the girl, Crystal, you had also heard all the horror stories about how everyone lied on the internet or used fake photos as their profile picture.

When you heard your name being called, you deep a deep breath and turned to face them… only for your jaw to nearly hit the ground in amazement. If anything, Crystal’s profile pic failed to really do her justice, as what you could only describe as a dark haired angel walked up to you. All your fears vanished as you walked her into the restaurant.

The night ended up being perfect as perfect could be. You enjoyed a nice meal together, went out to see a funny movie, and finally spent some time walking through the park. However, as you prepared to walk her back to her car, she suddenly dropped a major bombshell, inviting you instead to her apartment!

Not wanting to be rude, you agreed and it wasn’t long before you found yourself waiting in Crystal’s living room as she went into her room to “change into something nicer.”

“Could you come in here for a moment? I need your help with something…” You hear her call out, getting up and walking to her room, expecting her to want you to reach a zipper or something.

What you didn’t expect to find was an oversized and fully stocked nursery, complete with changing table, crib and plenty of diapers. And who should be standing in the middle of this room but Crystal, wearing nothing but a visibly soaked diaper around her waist.

Blushing, she held up a fresh diaper and a bottle of baby powder to you and politely asked, “Could… could you change me? Please?”

For several moments, you struggled to say anything, unable to grasp the situation you were now in. What you couldn’t get over the most was how utterly adorable Crystal looked, blushing as she tried to cover her sagging diaper. After a moment, you smile and say, “Hop up on the table, and let’s get you changed in a fresh diaper before you leak.”

“Daddy! Look what I can do!” Raising her butt into the air, Cindy did a handstand for about five seconds, using her feet to keep herself steady as she glanced at her now upside down Daddy. “See?”

“Very good, Cindy!” Daddy clapped at his little girl’s performance. As he did though, he noticed a strained look cross the girl’s face, her face turning red as she grunted and her plastic pants sagged to contain her messy diaper. “Looks like my little acrobat is in need of a diaper change.”

“Nu uh! Me diapy is clean-whooo…” Wobbling, Cindy cartwheeled backwards onto her diapered rear, mushing her mess against her bottom. Whimpering, Cindy sniffled behind her pacifier, tears threatening to leak down her face. “Da-Daddy… me need changie…”

First One’s Free

“I’m not sure about this, Paige…” Genna said for the hundredth time that day, eying the square of white plastic in her hands with trepidation.

“Oh, don’t be such a party pooper, Gen!” Paige, Gen’s best friend since preschool replied, alright dressed in a yellow sundress that did little to hide the bulky diaper she was wearing. “Come on, all the cool kids are doing it!”

Paige did have a point, Genna thought. Seemingly overnight, diapers and childish clothes where all the rage now among her fellow students, with even the most popular girls in school letting their new underwear show beneath their skirts. Paige had thought it was a just stupid fad… until the girl had come to school the very next day dressed in a short skirt and a thick diaper covered in childish prints. Since then, she had been adamant that Genna try then as well, which was why Genna was currently standing in Paige’s room naked from the waist down and holding the diaper in her hands.

Still she couldn’t shake the bad feeling in her gut at the whole thing. “I’m not-”

“Here, I’ll help you put it on. Just try it once, and if you don’t like it then I won’t bring it up again. Promise!”

“… Alright… Just once…” Lying down, Genna was quiet as Paige giddily diapered her, acting like this was the most normal thing in the world.

What Genna didn’t know, however, and what Paige had neglected to tell her was that these diapers, the same ones worn by all the cool kids in school, where special. These diapers had been soaked in a special chemical that altered the wearer’s brain to make them addicted and dependant on these diapers. All it took was one try, and the wearer would be hooked for life, unable to go even minutes without the comfort of a fresh, or even used, diaper wrapped around their bottom. Genna would be yet another new addition to the club, and she was far from the last…

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…”

Blackmail

“Wh-Where did you get that?!” Nanine Sharp, the CEO of the most luxurious company in the city could only gawk in disbelief at the photo clutched in her grinning secretary’s hand. The photo was unmistakably of her, there was no mistaking her signature hair and glasses, but it was the fact that she was naked save for a hug bib covering her breasts and the massive (and wet) diaper pinned around her waist as she suckled on a baby bottle.

“Not so high and mighty now, are you?” The woman, Dianne Lois, grinned devilishly, delighted in the power she now held over the woman who had treated her like her own personal servant for the last two years. “Funny the kind of things you stumble upon after doing a little digging. Who knew that “Ms. Business Woman of the Year” secretly had a side job wetting her diapers to her adoring fans on the internet?

Nanine growled, trying not to show fear in the face of the woman. “I wear, if you even think of—”

“Oh, I don’t think you quite understand the situation your in, wittle Nanine. See, I made sure to keep more than a few backups tucked away for safe keeping. So, if you had any delusions about getting back at me in someway like firing me or cutting my pay, know that this photo and many more like it will be on the front page of every magazine in the continent! Do I make myself clear?”

As much as she wanted to call her bluff, Nanine couldn’t risk the total ruination of the career she had worked so hard to make. With her head low, she muttered, “What do you want?”

“I want in.”

“W-what?”

“You heard me, I know that this little gig of yours makes more than enough money. How else would you have been able to afford your glamourous lifestyle otherwise? So, from now on, I’m your agent when it comes to these shoots. That means I’m in charge of picking the events, what you wear and I get half of what you make off these gigs.”

“,,, Thirty percent,” Nanine haggled, trying to reclaim some power in this conversation.

“Fifty precent, no less. Say yes, and I’ll even give you this copy I made to do which as you wish. Deal?”

“… Deal.”

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!

Dollhouse

“Where… where am I?”

Tammi looked around the strange room, very different than the living room she had been in moments before. The last thing she remembered she was babysitting her next-door neighbour’s daughter, Susie, when she had put the 7 year old down for a nap. Tired herself, Tammi had laid down on the living room couch, just to rest her eyes for a moment, only to awaken in this strange new environment.

Standing up, she immediately became aware of a strange feeling down below. Glancing down, she let out a shrill shriek of horror upon finding that her pants and panties had vanished, and in there place she was now wearing a very think and very pink diaper. Tammi clawed at the tape to try and remove the diaper, but the tapes held firm as if stuck together with superglue.

“Ah, I see my little dolly is awake!”

Shrieking again at the booming voice, Tammi turned to see a massive eye peering through the window. Again the booming voice spoke, only this time Tammi recognized it. “S-susie?!”

“Yep! I got bored, so I came downstairs to play! We’re playing house, and you’re the baby now!”

“You can’t do this to me!” Tammie shouted defiantly. “I’m the babysitter, I’m in charge!”

“Not any more! Now you’re my newest dolly and we’re going to have so much fun together! Starting with changing that diaper of yours!”

To her horror, Tammi discovered that she had wet herself from sheer fright, her diaper now damp and soggy. With nothing to stop the now giant girl from having her fun, all Tammie could do was cry like the baby Susie wanted her to be.

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.”

“You sure no one will notice?” Violet asked, tugging at her dress for the thousand’s time that night as she tried to hide the unmistakable padding poking out from beneath her dress. Tonight was the big award show, and Violet had been selected to be the host for the night, which would have been fine if not for one little problem: Violet tended to get nervous while speaking in front of a crowd, and when she was nervous she had a tendency to… lose control of her bladder and sometimes her bowels at the worst possible moment.

With the high possibility of wetting herself in front of a room filled with people, her friend Misty had suggested wearing “protection”, which she had promised to procure to try and let Violet avoid the embarrassment of buying them herself. When the night finally arrived, Violet quickly headed over to Misty’s apartment to “change”, but had been shocked at how utterly thick her new undergarments were. Misty had said it was to ensure she didn’t need to change or leak during the night, but Violet was still having second thoughts. “Maybe this isn’t—”

“You’re over reacting, V!” Misty said, pushing her friend towards the door. “No one will even know! If we don’t get going now, we’ll be late!”

Trusting her friend, Violet tried to push the thought of the diaper out of her mind as she followed after her friend, crinkling all the way.