“This is the place?” I asked, peering out of the window of my girlfriend, Erica’s sedan. Sometimes I don’t know how I get talked into things. Erica had managed to convince me to go with her to get some procedure done at this run down little clinic by the edge of town. She had coupons or something and wanted to try it out. Me, I don’t like doctors, I don’t like dentists, I certainly didn’t want to try my luck with some unknown place but one conversation with my girlfriend later I had agreed not only to go with her but try it out too.
“This is the clinic.” Erica confirmed, pulling into a pa
Little Life chapter 1: the return to diapers by KyteFasnir, literature
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Little Life chapter 1: the return to diapers
it was an early morning and Axel, a 7-year-old boy was standing at the gate of his school, he hated school a lot. he was bullied a lot by some other kids who were older than him, but this morning it wasn't going to be like that. Axel walked to the playground and one of the bullies found him. "Hey there cry-baby" the bully was a 10-year-old boy named Kody and he pushed Axel, and he felt a sharp pain in his spine as he fell back on a tree root. Axel was now tearing up the pain was intense and he couldn’t help but cry and Kody stepped back seeing Axel had also just peed himself and a teacher ran over to see what happened and Axel was helped to his feet but the teacher saw he was in so much pain she lifted him up to carry him. Axel was carried to the nurse’s office. the school nurse gently lifted Axel's shirt and pulled it off him and saw a large bruise at his lower back, it was very dark blue in colour, almost purple. "Oh, this is bad" the school nurse said as she called Axel's
Another Day in the Life by PrinceOliviaBatt, literature
Literature
Another Day in the Life
After about a month you managed to track Olivia down to her learn and bust down the door in a manner similar to this Fairly Odd Parents- Timmy's Dad's View of Privacy - YouTube Eek! Sorry I've been a bit slow with my output recently. I had a dramatic camp finale which I am still working on as well as a number of projects. What's that crinkling noise? That's none of your business. Also thank you for over 500 watches. I never thought'd I'd get this far. Soon I'll post an official notice with a CYOT. Anyhow how about we check up to what my characters have been up to. "This is humiliating." the space marine turned highschooler said. "What part?" The childish mad scientist who was the closest thing she had to a friend teased. "Moving into Hero Flats since your apartment won't let a kid live their without adult supervision or having to go back to highschool when your summer vacation is over?" "All of it!" Jackal said as she tried to hold back her frustration. "You need to hurry up an
Walking into the school bathroom stall, Jane looked left and right for any potential traps. Waving her wand, she cast a spell to ward off any curses and hexes. Finally, she pulled down her pants, then her underwear and put her hands on her hips to make sure she wasn’t wearing anything. She grunted and pushed out poop that was caught between her butt and the toilet water by the diaper she was suddenly wearing.
Jane sighed. She didn’t even know why she still tried at this point. She had a curse on her that any time she pooped or peed, a diaper would magically appear around her waist and catch it, thus making her wet or mess a diape
“Hey there, baby girl! Where’s your mommy?” he teased, Brea ignored him and rolled her eyes. “Poor child, you’re too young to speak, aren’t you? Did you pee your diapee? Or even worse, poop it! I bet you have!” he laughed, and quickly the poor girl began to wet and mess her diaper to her dismay. Her eyes began to water so she quickly hid her face in her hands and turned away, only for the boy to lift her dress and take a quick sniff.
“Damn, I don’t know if you wet yourself, but there’s definitely a whole lot of poop inside this diaper!” He exclaimed, causing her to mess hersel
Diaper Tester(Part2 of Commission 1 for Bask25456) by TheUnthinker, literature
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Diaper Tester(Part2 of Commission 1 for Bask25456)
The next morning, Amanda groggily let Mabel change her diaper and feed her a bottle while she tried to forget the previous night. Had she really just had a baby shower for her? She didn’t want it, but she knew she’d been reduced to the status of baby in most of her coworkers eyes.
“Are you ready for the bet?” Mabel asked as she let Amanda down from her new high chair. It had been one of the bigger gifts from the party.
“Bet?” Amanda asked
“The bet we made at the party yesterday. Don’t tell me you’ve honestly forgotten?”
“Oh, right.” Amanda said. She was supposed to go
Brea tried to carry her sister, but she couldn’t since she was so much smaller than her.
“Oh well, I guess you’ll have to crawl,” Brea shrugged, putting her ‘baby’ sister down and patting her butt. Cora crawled only to suddenly stop and sit in the middle of the living room. Brea tried to budge but she wouldn’t move, she decided she was too tired to move, although she didn’t crawl a great distance.
“Too twired, mommy! Cawwy me pwease!” she begged, hiding her smirk behind her pacifier. She might’ve become the baby now, but she wasn’t going to give her sister an easy time.
The Venus Diaper Trap(WarrickWarlock Commission) by TheUnthinker, literature
Literature
The Venus Diaper Trap(WarrickWarlock Commission)
“Plants.” Angela muttered again, just loud enough that her friends could hear her over the rush of wind.
“Plants.” Celia nodded. She tilted her broom so she flew a little farther away from Angela.
“I signed up for magical studies.” Angela said, picking at her broom in boredom “And what I get is plants.”
“It’s not as though any of the senior magicians would fly miles into the middle of nowhere just to check out rumors about a new plant.” Emily pointed out “You didn’t think you’d be discovering the Alchemist’s stone after your first year of school did y
Diaper Tester(Part1 of Commission 1 for Bask25456) by TheUnthinker, literature
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Diaper Tester(Part1 of Commission 1 for Bask25456)
Amanda sighed and checked the clock on the wall again. It hadn’t even been three minutes since she’d looked at it last. How was the day passing this slowly? Honestly she was beginning to suspect the stupid clock was broken. When she’d taken the summer internship she’d been expecting to work in a lab or do research or something entertaining. She hadn’t been expecting to be given a mountain of redundant paperwork and left to rot in a cubicle at the corner of the office. Worse, it was just late May and she was already bored out of her mind. It was shaping up to be a long summer.
“Amanda.”
Amanda jumped
[Babyfur] Parents and Potties by SillyLittleSnivy, literature
Literature
[Babyfur] Parents and Potties
(This story is a direct sequel to “Little Toddlers and Bigger Diapers.”, with the latter story taking place after “Babysitters and Boom Booms.” Said stories will be in the description if you haven’t read them already.)
Like the beginning of each and every day, the morning is marked by the radiant rays of the rising sun, prompting Elizabeth to get out of bed and give her body a good stretch. One may assume this is simply the start of another average day between the mother skunk and her little daughter, Emily, though Elizabeth is well aware that this is going to be a far different day than usual, especiall
Lucas Diapered at Thirteen by fingerfish, literature
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Lucas Diapered at Thirteen
Lucas sat in the back seat, complaining the whole way.
“But mom, I don’t need a babysitter!”
“I can’t leave you alone for that long,” she chided him.
“But he makes me wear--”
“Diapers, yes, but is it really such a big deal?”
“But I don’t need--”
“If that’s the case, then you have nothing to worry about. It’s only for a day.”
“But--”
“No more buts! It’s Dusty’s house, his rules. It’s not so bad, it’s not like your friends will see.”
Lucas sat, sul
modeling, teachers, and lots of diapers ch6 by PinkTheDinosaur, literature
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modeling, teachers, and lots of diapers ch6
"My poor baby, are you alright!?" Aunt Celestia asked as she knelt down beside me.
I raised myself off the floor and looked at her. Then I started crying again, just like the baby I looked like.
Aunt Celestia stood and picked me up in her arms. As she did, the overalls around my ankles fell to the floor, ultimately showing my dirty diaper to the world.
All I could do was bawl on Aunt Celestia's shoulder as she carried me to the bathrooms.
"It's okay, sweetie pie, accidents happen. You're okay. Your aunts are here." Aunt Celestia told me.
I was so distracted by all the crying I didn't even notice Aunt Celestia took me into the ladies' roo
Eddy’s mom unzipped his pants and lowered them down to his knees, and placed her hand under his pull-up. “Oh, good boy, you’re dry again!”
“Does this mean I can wear big boy underwear, mom? Please, please?”
“I got a little surprise for you. Why don’t we see what’s in your dresser?”
It wasn’t fair, Cody knew Eddy cheated. They were only allowed to use the bathroom when they visited the nurse before lunch, but he’d seen Eddy sneak to the toilet more than once every single day for the past month. Cody had tried as well, but never attempted it again after
ABDL Olympics [Contest Entry] by kinkella, literature
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ABDL Olympics [Contest Entry]
Warning: This story contains ABDL content!
Conrad hummed happily but quietly to himself as he drove the busy streets towards the "ABDL Olympics"; it's a huge event where hundreds of adult babies compete in a variety of competitions. It took place once every two years, and many people from the ABDL community waited eagerly for it, both participants and watchers. Not everyone can participate; it was only for those who can prove to the Olympics committee that they were professionals in what they were competing in, that was mostly done by taking part in many local or international events and showing great skill. It wasn't very easy to please the
“Oh wow, a teddy bear. Thank you mommy.” Olivia’s younger sister Maggie said holding it up excitedly.
“You’re welcome sweety.” Olivia’s mom said.
Olivia rolled her eyes. Her three year old sister’s family birthday party was taking so long. Did no one care about her schedule? She had a date with the cutest boy in the school tonight, possibly her one and only chance to become popular, and this little party that Maggie would never remember had taken at least an hour. Her dad was fidgeting next to her too. He was missing a football game for this.
“I’m going upstairs to get ready.&rdqu
Trapped in Diapered Dreams 1 - High School Horror by PrincessDiaperGirl, literature
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Trapped in Diapered Dreams 1 - High School Horror
As my blurry vision slowly comes into focus. I was in a... Classroom? My old high school science teacher was here, saying... Something. All his words sounded garbled like I was under water. Why was I here? I graduated over a decade ago… Everything looked the same as it had all those years ago. The room, the people, everything. Except me... I looked at myself, and was surprised to find that I looked like... me. Well- not me as I was then, but me as I am now. Strange.. No... No, this can't be right! I am Doctor Hannah Lynton! I should be *teaching* a highschool class, not attending one! I should- My thoughts were interrupted by an unusual crinkling sound. I looked around to check if anybody else had heard it. No sign from anyone. That means- it must have come from me. I froze, slowly coming to realize what it must have been. Trying not to draw any attention to myself, I reached up under my skirt. I had to suppress a squeal as my hand met the material. It was exactly what I thought it was... This revelation delighted and confused me all at once. But why? Why was I back in my old high school? And more importantly, why was I wearing a diaper? "Ms. Lynton!" the teacher's voice boomed out over the classroom, turning my blood to ice. "Is it possible for you to pay attention to something other than what's between your legs?" W-what did he just... There's no way I heard that right. "M-my apologies, sir…" He gave me a hard look, before turning back to the blackboard and continuing the lesson. I tried to pay attention to avoid getting in trouble again, but something was wrong. I couldn't understand. It was like he was speaking gibberish. "And if the grabbledob duiriknitaks barishnadab skleenie, superfleoxtococneyed freeble dabble until it moxlflox. As you might expect-" I glanced around the room to see if anyone else was as confused as I was, but they all just stared passively at the teacher, as one would expect. What was going on here!? Everyone seemed to understand him perfectly, yet he made no sense! I had to figure this out, but it wasn't like I could just leave- if I was in a high school class then they'd expect me to stay... The school bell signaling the end of class felt like an answer to prayer. Now I could get out of here and try to find some answers. Maybe I could- Something caught my foot as I was getting up to leave and I tumbled forward. I hit the floor palms-first, unharmed but still shaken by the fall. Was I just that clumsy, or had someone tripped me? Before I could get up, a voice from behind me nearly caused my heart to stop "Oh my god! She's wearing a diaper!" I froze. What? Well.. I guessed pretty quickly that they'd be able to see it. But- who even was that? I didn't want to get up, my face burned red with shame. It was too late to try to fix my skirt to hide the diaper. By now, I felt like every eye in the room was staring at my babyish undergarments. "Oh god, she is!" "What a baby..." "How old even are you!?" "Do we need to call your Mommy to come change you?" "Maybe someone should check her diaper for her?" I had no idea what to do. First of all I didn't know why I was even wearing a diaper. I also didn't know what to do in this situation, I'd never been so humiliated in my life. ...on top of not knowing why this all felt so good and bad at the same time, I was well and truly stumped. Professor Morris started saying something again, but I still couldn't understand him. "Bigandalsh martigiot, Ms. Lynton! Get her Wagaspigold!" "Yes, Professor." My blood somehow ran even colder. I knew that voice. Suddenly I felt myself being hoisted to my feet by at least two people behind me. But I wasn't focused on them, I was focused on the bitch who now stood right in front of me. Nicole–The meanest bully in the whole school. Seeing her cemented the fact that yes, I really was back in my old high school, as much as I tried to deny it… Apparently whatever the professor has said involved permission to escort me out of the classroom, she started walking towards the door and the people grabbing me--no doubt part of the entourage that always followed her around--started forcefully shuffling me towards the door. It was strange that I couldn't understand him, yet everyone else was perfectly clear.. I tried to writhe and escape from their grasp, I should've been able to easily but no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't escape. They ushered me through the door and suddenly I was... In the girl's bathroom? What!? But we didn't even go through the halls... Right? I mean, surely we must've gone through the halls to get here. But why can't I remember that? There must be some logical explanation for whatever's going on. There was no time to think of an explanation though, as they rather unceremoniously dumped me on the floor, facing towards them. Nicole stalked in front of me "Well well well, if it isn't the diaper girl making a scene in front of the whole class." she looked larger than life from this angle. Like she could just step on me and crush me like a bug. It made me feel so helpless. I shrank back, not knowing what to do. What could I do? They had surrounded me. "What's the matter, diaper girl?" she sneered down at me "You look so sad and pathetic." One of the other girls chimed in, "Maybe she's sad because she pissed her pampers?" "Mmm, that could be." Nicole nodded "Is that it, baby girl? Are you so fussy because you wet your wittle diapies?" I blushed, though this time it was for a different reason. I hoped that they didn't notice though… Nicole snapped her fingers at one of her minions. "Check her diaper for me." I wasn't afraid of what they'd find. After all, it's not as though I'd- Suddenly my bladder felt so full! It took me by such surprise, that as soon as the girl reached up under my skirt and touched my diaper, that's when the floodgates let loose. I couldn't quite believe it. I'm a grown woman, damnit! No- more than that, I'm a doctor! I can't just be pissing myself! Then again, I didn't exactly mind them poking and prodding my now-soggy diaper… "Oh my god, she's pissing herself right now!" the minion said, poking and prodding my squishy diaper. My cheeks burned with humiliation and... Also arousal. Why was I getting so turned on by this!? I was being assaulted! Nicole tisked above me "Naughty naughty. What are we going to do with you, diaper girl?" I tried to suggest that they let me go, but I couldn't get the words out. Was I too aroused? Probably. I was ashamed of myself. Nicole leaned down, an evil glint in her eye, and said "I think we need to teach you a lesson about what happens to diaper babies who cause a scene." Without seemingly any signal to her cohorts, they both grabbed me and before I could blink they had me flipped over with my butt in the air. How could they overpower me so easily? However they did it, it didn't really matter. What I did know was that I wasn't going to enjoy what would happen next. Or.. at least that's what I thought. I felt a hand, presumably Nicole's, undo my skirt and pull it off of my waist, leaving my diaper completely exposed to anyone who might walk in. Again, I tried to fight back but I was rooted to the spot. I couldn't even open my mouth to protest. "Not so fussy now, are you?" Nicole taunted, hand running over my squishy padding, sending tingles down my spine. "Ew, did you drink a pool before class? This thing is fucking drenched!" I whimpered a little and continued to shiver from her touch. "Awwww, the baby girl sounds so sad. But pouting won't get you out of this one, pissy pants." even though I couldn't see her from the angle I was held at, I sensed her raising her arm back in preparation for... My spanking... "Ready? Oh wait, I don't care." *SMACK* I cried out, I couldn't even hold a hand to my mouth to suppress it. It felt.. strange. Obviously it was painful but at the same time- it was wonderful.. I hadn't felt this type of pleasure well- ever.. *SMACK* *SMACK* *SMACK* *SMACK* She continued raining spank after spank, causing the thick, wet diaper to squish against me with every impact. I was definitely thankful for the diaper cushioning the blows, as well as for how each spank sent tingles down to a certain part of my anatomy. I hated to admit that I liked it. I hated myself for it but at the same time I knew deep down that it was exactly what I wanted. I tried to speak, but all that came out of my mouth was more whimpering. "God, you really are a pathetic baby, aren't you?" Nicole said "Maybe I should keep your skirt so that you're forced to waddle all over school in your droopy, piss-soaked diaper?" A wave of embarrassment, arousal and fear washed over me. Why did I like this so much? What if I couldn't get out of here? One of the minions decided to join in on the tormenting with her leader "I think she would like that. After all, she doesn't seem too eager to protest." I wanted to protest, I really did. But I just couldn't conjure anything but whimpering from my vocal cords. And just when I thought things couldn't get any worse, I heard my tummy rumble audibly, and just as my bladder had filled earlier, I now felt I was about to have an even worse accident. No, no.. NO. I screamed at myself to stop but again, no words came out. I knew I was going to do it and I couldn't stop myself no matter how I tried. The two minions holding me apparently heard the rumbling as well. "Is... Is she about to-" "I think so- "Gross!" "Eww!" They both released me and backed off, but even if I wanted to take advantage of my new-found freedom, I felt like I was paralyzed as the first cramp hit me like a freight train and my body didn't even try to hold it back- No effort was made by my body at all. Not one bit. It all came rushing out at once, piling into the seat of my diaper and creating the most disgusting and arousing smell I've ever smelt. For the briefest moment, I felt completely numb. As though my body had expended every ounce of energy I had into my diaper. I felt nothing. Nothing, that is, except for the mucky diaper now sagging between my legs. It felt so warm and gooey and... And... No, NO! I should NOT be enjoying this! When I finally tuned back into my surroundings, the first sound that greeted my ears was Nicole cackling like a banshee "I cannot BELIEVE you just did that! You really must be some kind of fucking pervert." "God, she STINKS!" Both of the minions were now covering their noses. I liked it. I liked what they said about me. I hated that I liked it but I couldn't deny that I liked it. I felt myself being yanked up off the floor by Nicole who spun me around to look in the mirror. "Look at yourself, diaper bitch. Look at yourself and tell me how pathetic you are." It was a perplexing sight, to say the least. The mirror confirmed that I was definitely my thirty-year-old adult self. The only thing odd about my appearance was the yellow-and-brown stained diaper sagging between my thighs. "I'm-" I was shocked by my sudden ability to speak, in fact I shut right up there and then because of just how shocked I was. "Oh, has the baby decided she can talk now?" Nicole mocked. Then before I could try to verbalize a response, she smacked my messy diaper. I tried to pull myself together. I'm a grown woman for goodness sake. I shouldn't be enjoying getting my diaper smacked around. My squishy.. messy.. soggy diaper... N-no! I had to stop this. I tried to speak again but the wrong words came out of my mouth, stopping before I could finish whatever horrible thing I was going to say next. "I'm just a-" I was stopped dead in my tracks when I say an especially evil glint in Nicole's eye. "Actually, I have a better idea. Why don't you tell all your friends outside?" And before I could even think to protest, she shoved me through the door and out into the crowded hall with nothing covering my wet, messy diaper. "I'm just a pathetic little stinky baby!" I seemed to yell as I was thrown down the hall. Before I could really register what I'd just said, my thoughts were drowned out by the laughter. It swelled all around me like an inescapable cage. My entire body simultaneously burned with shame and tingled with pleasure. All those people laughing at me in my poopy, stinky, wet, mushy diaper overwhelmed my senses. Any rational thought in my brain was completely drowned out by the din of roarous laughter. Everyone around seemed to tower above me and I felt smaller than I already did. I really was just a tiny little pathetic baby in a poopy, stinky... Wet... Mushy... D-diaper...... I felt it in the tips of my toes and the top of my head first. Like electricity coursing through my body, but in slow motion. It traveled up my legs, causing my knees to buckle and give beneath me. My eyes rolled back into my head as it surged down my neck. Every inch of my skin pickled, my fingers and toes curled inward, my back arched, and my mouth hung open in a silent scream as this feeling wracked my body, until finally it met in the center of my core. And I exploded in my diaper. Wave after wave of pleasure crashed over me. All my other senses faded into the background as my body and soul focused all of its attention on the feeling of the most powerful orgasm I'd ever experienced in my life. My hands shot down to the front of my poopy diaper, pressing the filthy padding against me as I doubled over on the floor, my body surrendering to ecstasy as I came over and over again in my stinky, squishy diaper. I didn't care what anyone else saw. I dug my hand into that diaper as hard as I could, mushing and squishing it around. By the time I was done cumming back-to-back, it felt like an eternity had passed. I was slumped over on the floor, chest heaving and sweat glistening all over my body. And yet, all I felt was warm--warm and content. I couldn't hear the laughter anymore, or anything else beyond the subsiding pounding of my own pulse in my ears. My eyes were closed, I think? Or maybe I was just too spaced-out to see straight. Everything felt fuzzy, but I didn't care. I was calm and happy like I'd never been before. In fact, I felt like I was drifting off… I couldn't feel the shame. I couldn't feel the pleasure. I couldn't even feel the sticky, squishy diaper between my legs. I blinked a couple times but to no avail, as I fell asleep.
Aidan was three years old again. He was shopping with his birth mother when he felt like he needed to pee pee. "Mommy?" He asked, tugging on her shirt hem. "I need to go potty."
"Not now," she said dismissively. Some days, his mommy was very nice and didn't yell at him and took him to the potty when he needed to go, but other days, she was mean and wouldn't stop what she was doing if they were out somewhere and he needed to go. Sometimes he was able to hold it until they got home, but a lot of the time, he wasn't. He would beg her endlessly to take him to the potty until he wet his pants on her mean days, and then she would beat him w
“Truth or dare?” Cora asked her younger 17 year old sister, Brea. Brea was on spring break for 2 weeks and decided to visit the 23 year old in her new apartment, since she missed her sister so much after she left to live on her own; they had a really strong bond, and distance didn't break it.
“Dare!” Brea replied excitedly.
“I dare you to let me hypnotize you,” Cora said quickly, trying to hide her sly smile.
“Pfft, yea sure, whatever! You don't know how to do that,” Brea rolled her eyes.
“Alright, then you wouldn't mind focusing on this pendant as I swing it in front of you?” C
Nolan Diapered on the Road by fingerfish, literature
Literature
Nolan Diapered on the Road
Today was a big day for Nolan. For one, it was his twelfth birthday. Two, today was the day he, his little brother Harry, and their mother, moved from Rhode Island to San Francisco.
His mom appeared at the doorway to his room. Well, his former room. “Are you all set to go?” she asked, “there’s only one last thing before we hit the road.”
She left him, and Nolan made his way to the garage. The moving vans had already collected everything, and they had food and clothes packed for the ride. As he reached the door to the garage, his mother stopped him, “not so fast, I said there was one last thin