Messing my Diapers all day long

CW: Diaper play (including messing) & breastfeeding kink

Disclaimer: all characters depicted in this story are consenting adults over the age of 18. If you are NOT 18 or older, click away now!

“Mommy mommy mommy!!!” shouts my sweet little girlfriend as she runs into the kitchen slamming into me. “Woah woah woah baby” I clutch her biceps so she doesn’t fall over. Unfazed her bouncing doesn’t stop her tiny tits bouncing in her thin crop top, her nipples poking out from the chill of the AC in the house.

“Mommy I was just watching mermaids on the tv and they looked like they were having so much fun swimming around and mommy please I really really wanna go swimming in the pool now please mommy please!!!” she quite literally begs with her hands clutched in front of her giving me puppy dog eyes. I raise and eyebrow, “Now sweetheart before I answer your request, I need you to think back and tell mommy what you did wrong.”

She pauses her bouncing and scrunches her eyebrows together thinking. “Uhhh I dunno mommy, because I was running…?” She questions her high pitched excited voice lowering as she realizes her mistake. She looks down and twists her fingers together nervously before looking back up at me with her lip pouted and her lashes fluttering.

“Yes exactly, does mommy allow you to run in the house like you just did?” I question in my best stern mommy voice, one I usually don’t need to use. She lowers her eyes again and shakes her head.

I lift her chin up and she looks at me with her beautiful bright eyes. “The answer is no I do not because it’s dangerous and you could have hurt yourself or even knocked mommy over. Now what do you have to say for yourself?” I ask her moving my hands to my hips. She slips her thumb in her mouth to self soothe and mumbles around it. “I sowwy mama I pwomise nu running in da house for me eva again!” Her little lisp with her thumb in her mouth is just so fucking cute it’s hard to not just grab her and cuddle.

I soothe my finger down her rosy cheek and lean down and press a light kiss on her forehead. “Good girl. That’s what I like to hear, now hurry you little butt to the bedroom so I can change you into your swim diapie.” A big smile overcomes her face and she bounces. “Yay yay yay you’re the best mommy ever thank you thank you!” She exclaims, I slap her diapered butt and usher her out the kitchen. She speed walks ahead of me up the stairs and to our bedroom.

I step into the room and find her already spread out on the floor with the changing mat underneath her. Her legs are spread Eagle and she’s sucking on her thumb quietly. “Aw Baby you look so scrumptious.” I coo as I bend down and give her sweet chubby face kisses. She giggles and her free hand clutches my arm.

“Give me one second sweetie.” I stand and pull out what I’ll need to change her and sit back down between her spread legs. Wordlessly I pull off her crop top and her small tits spring to view, I also pull down her shorts. Now she lays just in her full diaper. “Alright baby let’s get you into your swim diaper and your swim top. But first let’s clean your little booty, is there a poopy in there sweetie pie?” I question as I rub the top of her diaper eliciting a moan from her. “I dunno mommy I no thinks so.” She mumbles around her thumb. I slide my hand down and squish her diaper. “Hmmm I guess mommy will just have to be surprised.” I say teasing her even though I smelt her stinky butt before I even entered the room.

I prep the wipes before I start pulling back the tabs of her diaper as she watches me intently. I pull her diaper down and surprisingly all I find is a piss soaked diaper. Her soft little chubby cock nestled so cutely against her balls glistening from her piss. “Oh sweetheart, are you having trouble making pushies?” I question as I rub her soft thigh. I guess that smell was her farts, poor baby girl.

She blushes and nods. “That’s okay baby no need to be shy mommy will help don’t you worry.” I coo and tickle her tummy. She giggles and wiggles around, “mommy swimming!!!”

“Okay okay I hear ya!” I joke and wipe her pretty cock clean with a baby wipe and her bum. “One second sweetie mommy just has to do one little think before I put in your swim diaper.” I get up and grab the glycerin suppository and a bit of lube and bend back down between her spread thighs. I spread the lube onto the supportutory and with my other hand I spread her cheeks to get a good look at her pink hole and she squeezes it shut just as I go to push it in. “No mommy I no wan it.” She wiggles and whines. I lock eyes with her and give her my best mommy stare. “Honey you need this you haven’t went poopy in two days now sit still and relax your little hole for mommy.” I tell her in a sharp no nonsense tone. She quiets and stopes wiggling. She spreads her legs again and suckles her thumb. I spread her cheeks again and look at her now relaxed hole. “Such a good girl I love how you listen to mommy. There we go there we go.” I say as I push the suppository into her small hole. She grunts as it slips in “ah” and I rub her thighs. “See it wasn’t scary at all now was it?” I question and she shakes her head.

“Now let’s get you into your swim diapie.” I grab the swim diaper and put her feet through the holes and slide it up her legs.“Lift your butt for mommy.” She lifts her butt and I get it over her cock and butt. She shifts around and reaches and pushes down on the front of the diaper. “Is the princesses cock not in the right position?” I question and without her answering I slip my hand in and move her cock into a more comfortable position but before I can slip my hand out she begins to piss into my palm. “Oh baby you’re going potty in mommy’s hand!” I explain and press down on her little piss hole. “I sowwy mommy I couldn’t hold it.” She says in embarrassment covering her pink cheeks with her hands. “It’s okay honey I know you can’t control your bladder, you’re mommy’s little girl after all!” I attempt to calm her, I don’t love my hand from her diaper because I don’t want her to think her little accident upset me. Slowly I rub the tip of her cock as she pisses and she moans “mommy”.

“There we go sweetie, such a good girl pissing your diaper. Next mommy is gonna need you to make pushies okay?” I tell her.

“Okay mama I try make pushies!” She tells me in a serious tone or what she thinks is a serious tone. I can’t help but smile, “good girl.” I pull my hand out and it’s soaked in her urine. “Mommy will be right back sweetie I just need to wash my hands.” I tell her as I head to the bathroom attached to our bedroom. I come back and she’s still in position rubbing the front of her diaper with her eyes closed.

“Uh oh is mommy’s good girl being bad?” I question with my hands on my hips. She quickly pulls her hand away, “sorry mommy my princesses parts were tingling.” She covers her face in shame.

“Don’t be embarrassed sweetie but I better not see you touch that little cock without mommy’s permission again. You hear me?” I bend down and help her slip on her swim tank top. “Yes mommy.”

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I’m laying on the day bed with my back propped up sipping a lemonade with my book watching as my sweet girl splashes around and swims like how she thinks a mermaid swims like. She’s quite possibly the cutest thing I’ve ever seen. Soon I’m gonna have to reapply her sunscreen, I don’t want her soft skin getting burnt.

She swims to the stairs and clutches her tummy. “Mommy I no feel good. My tummy really hurts.” Seems the suppository finally started to do its job. “Come to mommy baby I’ll help.” I call her over and she walks to me with her back bent and her arms clutching her stomach. I grab her arm and cradle her in my arms. Her wet body soaking my bikini. I brush her hair from her face as she moans in pain. “Shh it’s okay baby mommy is here now, I want you to take a deep breathe for me.” She breathes deeply, “Good girl, now i want you to make pushies.” She nods against my chest and scrunches her forehead.

I slip my hand down to her tummy and push just as she pushes. She moans in relief as she fills her diaper with her poop. “There we go such a Good Girl messing your diaper in mommy’s lap.” She grunts out as she keeps pushing and filling her diaper. “Ah mommy it’s so warm I can’t stop making poopy it keeps coming out.” I stroke her face and kiss her lips.

“It’s okay baby let it all out mommy will clean your stinky little butt up once you’re all finished.” I coo and she nods against my heavy breast and pulls my bikini top down my big double DD tit falling out. My nipple is already hard and leaking milk. “You want mommy milk baby?” I question quietly. She nods and whines opening her mouth and drool leaks out. “Shh it’s okay here you go sweet girl.” I slip my nipple into her mouth and she matches in right away sucking hard. I hold the back of her head just as my eyes shut in ecstasy.

Oh fuck that feels so good. I slip my hand between her legs and her little cock is pushing the soaking wet diaper out and I brush over it briefly eliciting a moan before I slide my hand against wet bottom. I press down and squish her diaper smearing her mess against her and she pushes her butt back against my hand liking the feel. I pat her bum and and move my hand back up and rub her chubby cock through the diaper. She moans in pushes against my hand searching for more. “You can come whenever you want baby.” She moans and nods suckling harder.

I need to see her little tits. I push her top up with my other hand that’s around her and her tiny tits spring to view. “So perfect baby I love those tits, only for mommy’s eyes to see.” She pulls my other tit out and plays with my nipple rolling it in between her fingers. I moan and rub her cock faster. She clamps her thighs closed and rides my hand. My nipple slips from her mouth and she moans as milk dribbles out across her chin. “Oh yes mommy yes I’m making cummies in my messy diaper.” Fuck she’s so sexy.

paring(s): mommy!wanda X female!reader

word count: 2.5k

tags | content: mommy wanda, needy reader, age gap, mommy kink, breastfeeding kink, inspection kink, breeding kink, possessive wanda, Wanda has a magic cock??, lactation, slapping, soft but also rough? let me know if i missed any!

A/N: this is my first ever fic XD, inspired by my girl (yes, this fic is actually about us). let me know if i made any mistakes! i'm super nervous to post this lol, hope you guys like it ;)

RULES & REGULATIONS FOR ALL LITTLE'S 🍼🤱🧑‍🍼

Dear Babies and Sissies ☺️. Henceforth you're a little infant and won't be a grown up adult anymore. Now you did be having a little age between 1-3 and moreso you did be drinking from a feeding bottle, eating baby foods from a baby's plate and having a babysitter or a caregiver to regress, care, love, adore, humiliate, and diaper change you once your diaper is soggy 😉.

1. You would stop speaking like an adult.

2. No abusive or insultive language.

3. No touching of your diapers without mommy consent.

4. If you need a diaper change, you must seek for mommy's permission.

5. You must wait for Mommy to check your diaper once it's wet or soggy before changing.

6. Never put off your onesie or pacifier or baby clothes without Mommy's permission.

7. Never play with your genitals without Mommy consent.

8. Never make cummies in your diaper without Mommy consent.

9. Never fuss or talk back inappropriately to Mommy or Daddy.

10. Wear whatever you are put in without complaining.

11. Do not attempt to hide whatever is given to you by Mommy or Daddy in public nor in front of other's.

12. You will always out on your diapers at all times wherever and whenever.

13. You won't hold your pee or poo 💩 to avoid embarrassment or being humiliated.

14. You must be ready to be unpotty trained and abstain from using the potty henceforth.

15. Never make use of the bathroom without the consent of Mommy or Daddy.

16. You won't feed yourself unless you being instructed by Mommy or Daddy to do so.

17. When your pacifier is put in your mouth, you don't have the effrontery to remove it unless Mommy or Daddy gives you the go ahead.

18. You can only play with the baby toy's Mommy or Daddy allows you to play with.

19. You will be polite, obedient and respectful to all Adults and do as you're told.

20. You won't quarrel with your families, friends and other Little's.

21. You will address Mommy as Mommy and Daddy as Daddy at all times including other adults by their title.

22. You will refer to yourself by the name given to you by Mommy or Daddy at all times.

23. You will not interrupt or speak in an inexplicable manner to Mommy nor Daddy or other adults.

24. You will not resist being diapered or changed.

25. You will argue with Mommy or Daddy once it's your bed time or nap time.

26. You always listen attentively to bed time stories.

27. You must held onto Daddy or Mommy's hand when taking a walk in the street, event or gatherings so you won't wander off.

28. School work comes before playtime and you did finish your school work in a timely manner.

29. You won't be in the room alone without being in a crib, playpen e.t.c.

30. You won't deny or feel ashamed about your littlenes and diaper lifestyle.

Failure to abide to the above rules and regulations will result in an immediate spanking and your punishment will increase with each infraction.

Punishment for being disobedient includes:

Corner Time

Chair Time

Spanking

Suppositories

Pegging

Chastity tease

Double diapers

Loss of adult privilege

Butt plug

Choking

Tickling

Flogging

Ideas for rewards:

Ice cream

Toy's

Adult privilege

Access to adult food

Playtime

Storytine

Movie time

Access to pacifiers

Access to nursery

Access to playpen

Making cummies in diaper

Mhmm, mhmm, I completely agree with you cucky. I don’t think you should be allowed near anyone’s big boy parts, not even your daddies.

I’m sorry, you’re just too little and sensitive darling. Babies that leak through their diapers and stain their crib sheets with pee pees have no place between a grown ups legs. You’re too little, and stupid.

I think you should tell him cuck. Tell your daddy “please I don’t want your big boy parts in my little pussy anymore. You deserve to fuck a big girl, not a little baby like me” and stick to it. Find him a real woman and embarrass yourself in front of both of them. Fill your pants right in front of your new “mommy” and watch her laugh at your pathetic ass.

Hi sweetie. I know you must be confused but I want you to stay calm. Don't worry about the restraints, those are for your own safety. We can't undo those just yet. Don't try to get up. Just relax and I'll explain everything.

Do you know where you are? No? That's okay. It's been a little while and I can see you're still a bit groggy from the medication. You're in our home. Well, my home now, technically. Never mind that. This is where you're going to be living now, but it's going to be a bit different than before. It's okay, just calm down and I will explain. Hey, if you're not going to be calm for me then you're going to have to go back to sleep and we can try this again tomorrow. That's better.

You've been staying in a psychiatric hospital. Do you remember what happened? That's okay sweetie, the medication is going to make it a little bit difficult. You had a mental health episode. You told me you wanted to leave me. You told me I was too controlling. I knew something was wrong, there was no way you'd say something so hurtful if you were feeling like yourself. So we had you checked in voluntarily. I mean, technically it was voluntary, at first. You weren't in much of a state to protest. After that, it wasn't that hard to convince the doctors that it wasn't safe for you to leave. I might have exaggerated a few things, but it was only because I was so worried about you. But it's okay, you're back where you belong now and we made sure you got exactly the treatment that you needed.

Okay sweetie, shh, I don't need you to talk right now. I just need you to listen. I have to tell you something very important. You've been declared legally incompetent. Do you understand what means? That's okay honey. Basically the courts have decided that you're not capable of looking after yourself anymore. Or your assets. I know that must sound really scary but it's okay because I'm going to take care of you. Now listen carefully. It's really important for you to understand that this isn't something you can undo, okay? I've been appointed your guardian so you're not even going to be able to request another assessment without my approval. And I just don't think I would want to put you through that stress. Do you understand?

Okay, calm down. Just relax. I don't want to have to put you back to sleep again. This is going to take some adjusting for both of us but it's going to be a lot easier for you if you don't try to fight it. You know I only want what's best for you. So I'm going to be taking care of your living arrangements and your finances. No, no, of course it's still your money. But from now on I'm going to be the one who decides what we spend it on. Doesn't that sound so much easier and simpler for you? You're not going to have to worry about anything anymore. All I need you to do is be a good boy for me.

Now, there are a few other, more practical matters we need to talk about. The nurses told me you started having some.. bed time accidents while you were staying in the hospital. It's okay, they told me it's not that unusual after an extended stay. Your treatment was very stressful. We're just going to have to manage your little problem. The nurses said they were putting a pad on your bed, but things are going to be a little bit different here. You're going to be wearing diapers from now on, okay? Aw sweetie, that wasn't really a question. I know it's embarrassing but you're going to get used to it. And once you do, you'll realize how much better this is for you. You're going to learn that things are better for you in this house when you do as you're told.

The other thing is, we're going to be changing your medication a little bit now that you're back home. It's just a few extra pills each day that are going to help you stay calm and make you a little bit easier for me to manage, but you might find that they make you feel a little foggy sometimes or a little bit weak. And they're going to make it hard to know when you need to use the bathroom. So to make things easier for you, we're going to be keeping you in those diapers all the time. Not just to bed, okay? I know you think you won't need them, but that's why I'm taking care of you now. Because you don't know what's best for you. But I do, okay?

So if I say that you're going to wear diapers from now on then that is what is going to happen. And if you're not going to cooperate, then we're going to put you in locking pants until you learn. Mhmm, that's right. I asked the nurses to let me take a few pairs when I picked you up from the hospital. You saw some of the other patients wearing those, didn't you? Did they look like they were very happy about wearing them? Is that what you want? The nurses said they usually only need them for the really disruptive patients. They didn't think you'd be a problem for me. But I know how stubborn you can be. We're going to work on that.

Okay sweetie, alright. I can see you're getting upset. Let's talk about something else. No, I can't give you your phone. Well it's really important that we don't let you get overstimulated, at least not while you're still settling in. Maybe in a few weeks, if you're a good boy, we can talk about giving you some time on the iPad as a little treat. I remember how much you liked your video games. Maybe we can find some nice games that won't be too violent or too challenging for you.

What do mean you need to speak to your boss? You're confused again sweetie. Do you mean your old boss? Well why would you need to speak to him? Oh honey, oh no, you don't have a job anymore. Well, I already spoke to him and explained that there was no way you could work with your condition. He was very understanding. He asked if he could visit but I know that would just make you more confused. I didn't think you'd want him to see you like this anyway. I know you feel fine you're fine but you're unwell. How can you tell me that you're fine when you're sitting there in a soaked diaper, throwing a tantrum? You didn't even realize that you wet yourself just now, while we were speaking, did you? I'm not trying to embarrass you honey, I'm trying to help you understand.

Hey, that's enough. I don't want any more talk about work or bosses. Don't worry, you're going to have plenty of activities to keep you busy around here while I'm out during the day. You're going to be my little helper. We're going to start you off with some nice, simple chores that won't be too complicated for you, like cleaning and laundry. I think it's going to be really good for you. You used to complain about how messy I was, but I know how much you loved tidying up and organizing things. You can think of it like your new job! Doesn't that sound good? I bet you're going to love it once you've gotten adjusted. And if you can't be trusted to do as you're told, you're going to be spending an awful lot of time in your room.

Yes honey, "your" room. Well of course you're not going to be sleeping in our old bed anymore. Do you think I want sleep next to a bed wetter? Do you think I want to share my bedroom with my housemaid? I've been trying to be gentle but you're really having a hard time understanding, aren't you? It's getting annoying, so I'll try to make this clear. You don't get to sleep in my bed. You don't get to see me naked. In fact, you're going to be allowed in my room at all except to clean and change the sheets. You wanted to break up with me, and now you're getting what you wanted and what you deserve. Oh and your new room is the old storage room - the one that locks from the outside, right underneath my bedroom. So when I'm fucking other men in the bed we used to share, you'll be able to hear everything as you lie there in a wet diaper, thinking about all the mistakes you made and how much you underestimated me. And you won't even be able to jerk off because that medication you're on that's keeping you incontinent is also going to make you completely, hopelessly impotent.

She now has started craving being cucked by other women and forced to lick my cum from their pussies.

You say “Bounce your tits for me,” and while my brain says this is demeaning my body bounces to make my breasts jiggle. You say “You can only walk on all fours now,” and while my brain knows that I can walk on two legs my body can’t figure it out.

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I was mortified beyond any fantasy that my horny little mind could conjure as I stood before him dressed like an overgrown toddler in a soaked diaper and pink plastic pants covered in baby cartoon designs. The only thing offering me any modesty was the oversized baby bib covering my little boobs.

I’m living out my fantasies for the next three weeks as a submissive to a DaddyDom that I met on tumblr. We had been chatting back and forth for the past year and became quite good friends so I jumped at the opportunity to visit during my vacation.

He’s a very old fashioned Daddy type but he won’t allow me to call him Daddy but rather Sir; yes Sir and no Sir is what he considers respectful and proper. I was well informed that this was an adventure into learning about Domination and submission and not about intercourse and sexual games. The words “baby cuck” sent exhilarating shivers through me the very first time he said it even though the idea was just a passing thought in a few fantasies.

I gained a lot of respect for him when he was adamant about no sexual intercourse which is the polar opposite of so many of the DaddyDoms that I’ve encountered. With sex completely off the table, I was allowed to feel safe in my submission to him and, as he puts it, able to concentrate and focus purely on my submission as we embarked on bringing my fantasies to life.

Being acknowledged as a baby cuck twisted my insides with humiliation and sent sparks to my very frustrated princess parts. He constantly reminds me that sexual frustration is a key component to obedience and submissiveness and it makes me very eager to do what’s necessary to earn the reward of a climax which has only been allowed once so far. Edging and denial is part of the daily routine that he firmly believes in. I’ve tried to experiment with edging by myself but it never lasts more than a day before I break down and give in to the calling to hump myself silly….then there is the let down of failure and the thought of what it might be like under someone else’s supervision.

I’ve never been constantly horny to this degree without even the slightest mention of sex. My list of kinks is varied and they all get me going down the path to eventually humping my pillow or stuffy whether it’s humiliation, soft degradation, spanking, forced diapering, wetting, etc. My fantasies revolve around me being treated like a naughty little girl that isn’t responsible enough to make her own decisions and needs to be kept in her place with forced toddler treatment and diapers.

There hasn’t been a single day so far that I’m not a quivering, horny and frustrated mess by bedtime. I always imagined that diaper changes would be a benefit that I looked forward to since it brings comfort, cleansing washes, baby powder pats and fresh diapers but they have turned into anything but that and altered my perception of what fantasy verses reality can be. My body divers and I almost instantly get wet when he takes my hand and announces that it’s time for a diaper change. It’s a shiver of anticipation like a deer in the headlights or the butterflies in your tummy while waiting in the corner for an awaited spanking.

“Let’s go little potty pants.” Is what he says as he leads me to the changing table. I’m given either a bottle to hold with both hands or a pacifier and a stuffy so that my hands are kept busy during the process. I learned quickly after a sound spanking that little girls don’t touch their diapers or interfere with that diaper changing process at all and the threat of wrist restraints was mentioned if it happened again.

He always spends time reminding me how ridiculous I look dressed like a big baby and how pathetic it is that I allow myself to be kept in soggy diapers like an overgrown toddler. My face goes red and the butterflies churn when he says, “What a complete shame that such a beautiful woman doesn’t deserve to have sexual pleasures like an adult. No grown man is going to want to have sex with a little potty pants that smells like pee and spends her days sitting in soiled diapers.” Then he continues, “You’re getting exactly what you deserve little girl because we both know that this is what you need and this is what you want even if you don’t admit it.” I silently nod and reply “Yes, Sir” as he rubs my soaked diaper through the plastic pants and starts massaging the front of my diaper with the Magic Wand. My body betrays and overwhelms my humiliation and my hips start gyrating against the wand as I melt into the feelings of the vibrations. “Should we let the big baby make cummies for being a good girl and learning her place as a little baby cuck?” I can’t help but beg and say “Yes Sir, please.” The sounds of the wand, the loud crinkling of my baby pants and the soft moans emanating from behind my pacifier are all too much and I can feel the pressure of an arriving climax. My eyes got instantly teary when he suddenly turned off the wand and left me writhing on the table in utter frustration and denial.

He stood back and admired his work as my body slowly absorbed the shivers of excitement and the near climax subsided. I was taken off balance when he said, “We will let the little potty pants make cummies before your bedtime diapering but only if you can prove how pathetic you are by making a messy diaper.” My eyes grew wide with the thought of crinkling and writhing on the changing table in a stinky mess sticking to my skin. “That’s right little girl, no quick changes when you make a poopy in your pants. You’re going to fill the back of that diaper and you’re going to stay in it until I think your bottom is properly messy like a dirty little baby. Maybe we can practice some knee bouncing or perhaps we’ll just let you crawl around the floor and sit in your mess until you stink like a dirty baby. Would you like that little miss poopy pants?”

I’ve never messed my diapers but the thought was always there. I’ve read about others doing it but could never bring myself to experiment because the cleanup just didn’t seem worth any benefit that might come. He’s changed a few of my dirty diapers and it was all fairly matter of fact but he never talked about making me spend any amount of time stuck in a dirty diaper and the idea was overwhelming my senses. “Good girls don’t cum and since you want to be a dirty little girl to make cummies then we are going to teach you what a truly dirty little girl feels like.”

I went back to suckling my bottle as he continued to change me out of my wet diapers and felt myself pressing my hips into his hand as he wiped my princess parts and bottom. The first few days, my body was rigid with shock and embarrassment when he changed my diapers. The embarrassment and humiliation of having someone actually go through the process of diapering you like a big baby and seeing all of you and your intimate bits was shocking to the system but his expertise let my mind and body relax. I don’t think that I’ll ever get over the humiliation of having someone change my messy diaper, it’s just a vulnerable process to have your legs lifted while a grown man cleans your poopy bottom. Having my poopy diaper changed might be a little easier if he wasn’t constantly reminding me of how pathetic I am for being such a stinky baby.

I realized just how serious he was about making a dirty diaper when he inserted a suppository up my bottom before adding two stuffers to the already thick diaper and taping them in place. He announced, “Ok, we have some errands to run and a quick shop at the grocery so get yourself dressed and meet me down stairs.” I felt the fullness of the diaper between my legs as I slid off the changing table. My first thought was that it’s going to make me waddle but then I felt a weight in the bottom of my stomach as I realized that I don’t have anything to wear that would conceal a diaper this thick. I was a little frantic as I looked through my clothes and tried on a few different things all the while worried that he was actually going to take me out in public looking like this. I was hurried as I was trying to pull up my jeans and almost crying at the prospect of being noticed and then he walked in and said, “Those clothes won’t fit over that big diapered bottom silly girl. Here is a pair of overalls that will fit you so put them on and come down stairs.”

He said that big babies need overalls in their wardrobe because it’s one of the few clothing choices that will always fit no matter how thickly I’m diapered. My eyes were teary as I looked at my reflection in the mirror and could see the obvious diaper bulge. I felt the sparks of humiliation as I watched myself waddle and could hear the rustling of my diapers with every step. He was all smiles as I managed my way down the stairs and the rustling sounds of my diapers became evident. “Ok crinkle pants, its time for you to learn about modesty or lack there of… you’re a big pathetic baby that’s kept diapered and under control and this is one of the many ways that we are going to reinforce those ideas into that little brain of yours. People will notice that you’re diapered and people will probably be staring at that big diapered bottom as you walk by. If they don’t hear your loud diaper crinkling or smell the abundance of baby powder then they will certainly notice that funny diaper waddle when you walk. The more people that know about your diapers then the easier it will be for you to embrace the truth of your new reality as my diapered cucky baby.”

I actually felt it through my bones with every step towards the car, the feeling of being a pathetic diaper wearing naughty little girl. This is what I deserve, this is what I need, this is actually what I wanted but could never bring myself to do without someone else forcing me to go through with it…. This was pure humiliation and I felt it to my core. …

This is my first comm for my friend Arya! They wanted a simple and sweet mama baby time and I think I nailed it pretty well with the regression popped in and some hypnosis. I hope you all enjoy and just know I'm still open for comms! ______________________________________________________________

Arya sighed, shuffling into the apartment after a long day of work, having had to work a double because a coworker didn’t show up. He kicked his shoes off at the door and tossed his jacket onto the hook, the house already filled with the smell of spaghetti being made. Arya slowly shuffled into the kitchen and smiled, seeing Draven working on the spaghetti. “Shoulda guessed, you always make it when any of us have a bad day.”

Draven smiled a bit at Arya and nodded, gently patting his back a bit “I know my ba…friends well and…I know what’ll always cheer em up.” Arya nodded as Draven looked him over “Why don’t you go get into some more comfy clothes hun.” Arya looked down at his work uniform, nodding a bit as he made his way to his room, sighing a bit and not even noticing the sparkle of magic glittering on his back.

Arya shivered a bit as he walked into his room, wondering if he’d left the fan on only to see it off and frown before shrugging a bit and starting to undress. He tossed his work clothes into the hamper and sighed a bit before looking for a change of clothes, slipping a pair of shorts on and smiling a bit as he noticed something he hadn’t seen in years.

He pulled out a shirt and smiled, swearing he’d gotten rid of it before moving but now…here it was, he just smiled a bit as he pulled it on and looked down at it, it even looked as good as new…he could’ve sworn it had a hole in it. He just shrugged a bit and walked to the door and back out to the kitchen, noticing Draven smiling softly at him “Uhhh…yeah?” Draven just shook her head “Oh…nothing hun.”

Arya frowned a bit at that but shrugged a bit “So uh…when’s the sketti gonna be done?” Draven looked at it and thought “Well…it’s still got some time, along with the bread, so…I’d say 15 minutes, think you can wait that long?” Arya blushed a bit as he realized he did kinda sound like a needy kid before nodding “Y…Yeah I can wait”

Draven nodded and smiled softly at Arya “Why don’t you go watch TV or something hun, a watched cook doesn’t…cook” she seemed to get a bit lost in the allegory but just chuckled a bit before gently shooing Arya out. Draven had to stifle a chuckle though as she noticed she was just the slightest bit taller than Arya now, not that he’d notice of course. Arya made his way to the couch, sitting down and pulling up disney plus and scrolling through.

Arya sighed a bit, finally deciding on throwing the first Star Wars up as he laid on the couch. He began to smell the bread being cooked and felt his stomach rumble a bit as he glanced towards the kitchen. He watched as Draven worked and hummed softly, giving him a bit of a smile and wave which caused a slight blush from him. He went back to his movie, hoping dinner would be done soon as he looked down at himself, smiling at the newer shirt he’d gotten today with Draven at the store.

He just smiled, glad she was so willing to spend the money on him, it made him shiver a bit as he laid there, that same cold feeling that he’d felt earlier. He sat up, checking the thermostat and frowning a bit, seeing it was 72 in the house. He softly sighed a bit and slumped over a bit, hoping he wasn’t getting sick. He didn’t get much more time to think about it before Draven poked her head in with a soft smile “Arya sweetie, dinner’s ready” 

Arya smiled and excitedly hopped off the couch, rushing into the kitchen as Draven smiled down at him. Arya frowned a bit as he looked…up? He looked confused, as Draven just softly smiled down at the teen “What’s wrong hun?” Arya crossed his arms a bit, looking up “Wasn’t I…bigger?” Draven just chuckled at that “Hun, you may be having growth spurts all the time, but you haven’t caught up to mama just yet.” She ruffled his hair and he felt that tingle again.

He felt dazed for a second…what was he just talking about? He shook his head a bit and looked up at…mom, yeah, that was the name for her. She just smiled down “Well? You hungry or what?” She motioned to where he normally sat and Arya nodded, making his way quickly over and sitting as she made the plates for them. Arya just smiled in excitement as he waited, mom’s spaghetti was the best always.

She brought it over, smiling still as she set it down in front of the boy, she looked him over, noting to herself that he looked around 11 or 12 currently. “So honey…how was school?” Arya frowned a bit at that, thinking quietly to himself…how was school? Did he go to school? It all seemed…just a bit fuzzy. He just nodded a bit as he looked at his plate. “It…was fine, not lots to talk about.”

She smiled softly at the boy “Really? Nothing fun happened? Nothing you wanna tell mommy about?” Arya shrugged a bit as he started to nibble on the bread “Jus…I dunno, its kinda a blur of a day…” Draven just nodded as she started to eat, smirking as she saw the sprinkles of magic she put into the food already doing their work, the boy’s regression speeding up just in time for sketti~.

Arya didn’t seem to notice the change though, exactly how Draven set the spells up, just softly smiling at the boy as he shrunk, each year being about a minute at this point. Arya slowly ate, glancing every so often up at mama as she watched him, confused as to why she was staring and…why was the table so high up all the sudden? Arya slowly stood in his seat, causing Draven to chuckle softly at the boy “See honey…I told ya you need your booster seat.”

Arya frowned at that, looking down at himself, seeing his bluey PJ’s on him, what he’d changed into upon getting home from school.  He frowned even more at that, that didn’t seem…right, but as he thought about it he could only think of him being in first grade, it being a long day as they did…something, something about being outside, he’d come home super sleepy and took a nap in his favorite PJs. Arya shook his head a bit and frowned as none of this seemed right…but his memories were right there. 

He just stood there, thinking quietly as he suddenly felt himself lifted for just a second before being sat down in a higher position, looking down and blinking a bit as he saw the booster seat under him now. “There we go, much better, right honey?” Draven said, kissing the boy's head in hopes of clearing up the muddled thoughts of his. Arya felt his head clear a bit, some of that confusion from the day evening out as he thought about…what grade was he in again? Kindergarten? He frowned a bit as mama tapped his hand and he looked at her, she just smiled softly at the boy “Eat up honey, you gotta eat before it gets too cold.” Arya nodded, looking at the sketti in front of him and going to try and eat with a fork, but quickly finding it hard with his little hands. Draven just softly smiled, knowing he’d be reaching the perfect age soon. “Hey honey…do you just wanna use your handsies?”

Arya  hadn’t done that since he was little little…but this fork thing was pretty hard to use…. He thought as Draven smiled a bit “Lets get that shirt off honey...don’t need bluey all messy.” Arya just nodded a bit, lifting his arms up on instinct and not even thinking to try and take his shirt off himself, mommy always did it for him, why would now be any different.

Draven gently slipped the shirt off the boy and smiled down at him, kissing his forehead and making sure to slow down his regression, just enough to where she could enjoy these little years. She gently patted his back “Alright sweetie, dig in, mummy will get you all cleaned up after you’re done, don’t you worry.” Arya nodded and smiled, quickly digging into the sketti, picking it up by the handfuls and putting it into his mouth, this was soooo much easier than that silly fork thing.

Arya ate the absolutely delicious sketti mama made quickly, she always made the best sketti, he didn’t even notice as he ate that he got it all over his face and cheeks. Even if he did though he likely wouldn’t care, after such a long day at preschool, he just wanted to relax! They only let him have a little nap! Not even the big naps like mommy gives him. He ate and looked up to mama who just had her phone out, smiling as she snapped pictures of the freshly regressed little guy.

Arya waved at the camera and smiled big, showing just how messy he already was as Draven gave a soft chuckle “Guess someone’s gonna need a serious bathie tonight, huh?” Arya just giggled a bit as he ate. It was only then that he felt an odd…nagging in his brain, like this wasn’t right, he should be…bigger? Arya slowed his eating before frowning softly, and this was not lost on Draven who frowned with him “What’s wrong pumpkin?” 

Arya looked up at her, looking confused as she just smiled down at him “I…I was…bigger…?” Draven did a surprised gasp, though one Arya wouldn’t be able to pick up on being sarcastic “You were?? How big? Like…a house?” Arya giggled at  that and shook his head “Nuh uh! I…I was as big as you mama!” She looked surprised “You were? Then how’d you get so little and cute?” She said, tickling his tummy.

He giggled and squirmed at that before looking up, confused at the question “I…I dunno” He crossed his arms, confused as to how he got so small. He sat and thought about it before suddenly looking up “Is cause…the cold tingles!” Draven nodded a bit, looking interested much the way you would with any little one telling a story “Oh? The cold tingles?” Arya just nodded and looked up as serious as a three year old could be covered in spaghetti sauce “Yuh huh! Is makin me all little!”

“Well well, that’s no good at all, is it?” Draven asked in a sing song tone, leading to Arya shaking his head. “Nuh uh! Gotta fix it!” He nodded, sure there had to be…some way to make him a big…kid again. Draven chuckled a bit “Honey, there’s nothing to fix, I think you’re just being a silly little boy” Arya looked at her now and frowned “Buh…I gotta…be big” As he looked he noticed something in Mama’s eyes, they were…swirling. 

Arya couldn’t help but stare as Draven just smiled at him, gently petting his head “There we go…see? Isn’t it better to just…relax, be all little, let mama do the thinking?” Arya just nodded slowly, staring as his mouth slowly fell open, too entranced to speak at this point as he stared into the swirling pink mess that was his mama’s eyes. She just kept gently petting him, that soft smile never leaving her face “Yes…you wanna be mama’s baby boy don’t you? Just take a break from being a big boy and just…relax.”

Arya just stared into his mommy’s eyes, not even noticing as he slipped down to around two, nor the sudden bulk between his legs. Draven could only smile as she saw the sudden bulk between his legs as his undies became likely one of her signature dragon luvs. “That’s it…just relax, you’re such a good little boy, such a good baby” She gently petted him as Arya just stared into her eyes, drooling.

Draven gently patted his head, chuckling a bit at the now toddler, covered in sauce and in just a diaper “Now honey, I need some help, are you big, or are you little?” Arya in his hazy mind just stared at her, blinking a bit. Big? Little? He was…big right? But he felt so…little. Arya mumbled out a soft “Big…” as Draven chuckled a bit “You’re big? How exactly are you big sweetie?” Arya slowly shrugged a bit at her question, still entranced as Draven smiled softly “Sweetie…you don’t even use a potty.”

Arya blinked again “I…don’t…?” Draven just smiled at the boy “Nope, not at all, you’re too little, I doubt you even know what a potty is, do you?” Arya thought, and at first it felt like that knowledge was all there…but as mama asked if he did it’s like it slipped right out of his ears. He wasn’t sure what a potty was, not at all, but that left him with another question “Wh…where do I potty..?” Draven smirked a bit at that, it was like he was just leaving himself wide open “Why…where do you think sweetie? Where do all little babies go?” 

Arya didn’t have to think about this, it was like it was the first thing in his mind, softly mumbling as he stared “In…In their diapers” Draven gave a bit of a clap at that “Yes! Good boy! And what are you wearing sweetie?” Again, he didn’t even have to think about this, it’s like he’d known since the weird bulk wrapped itself around his waist “A…diaper” Draven just smiled at him “So…where do you think you go?” 

It’s like Arya could feel the change in his head, nodding slowly as he stared and Draven rubbed his back a bit “Why don’t you then sweetie, we gotta give you a bathie anyway.” Arya looked unsure for the first time as Draven kept gently rubbing “B…But…I’m big.” Draven tsked at that, shaking her head softly “No sweetie, you’re not, you’re my little boy, my baby, and right now, mommy wants you to get all those silly big boy thoughts out.” Arya could only parrot a soft “Get em…out?” Draven nodded “Yep, out, and it’s not as hard as you think sweetie, just give a little push.” Arya looked confused again as he looked at her “Push…?” She nodded again and smiled softly “Yes sweetie, a push, right into your lovely luvs for mama, just push all~ those big boy thoughts right out.” Arya just stared as it all started to click for him, he had to push, push all the big boy thoughts out, just be mama’s good little baby.

Draven watched the boy slowly lean forward, just keeping up the back rubs as she watched and whispered “That’s it…good boy, just push em all out for mama, let that little brain get all empty so mama can give you a changie, a nice bath and then maybe later, even a boobie.” Arya felt his mouth water at the thought of her wonderful milk, softly grunting as he stared, the eye stopped swirling a while ago but he couldn’t help but stare at mama as he softly grunted more.

It was quick, just like mama said as Arya leaned forward, grunting softly as he felt that feeling in his tummy moving down, pushing out into his diaper. As he pushed he felt his brain getting all…empty, like stuff was supposed to be there but..now it was only mama and...how he was a baby. He kept grunting, staring as mama praised him “There we go, such a very good boy, get it all~ out for mama, let all~ those big boy thoughts out.” She said again as Arya felt the weight in his diaper, it gently sagging under him as all he could do is let a soft giggle out at the funny feeling of all that big boy stuff just going right into his padding. 

Draven just watched the boy, smiling as he finished and plopped back into his messy diaper, knowing there wasn’t a lot going on upstairs right now “Such a good boy! Who’s mama’s good boy? You are! You are!” She said, gently tickling the boy’s tummy causing him to break into a fit of giggles and kicked as she gently scooped him up, smiling down at the sweet boy in her arms, one that just an hour ago was a stressed adult dreading tomorrow.

She gently carried the boy to his room, one that was already changed due to her magic. His bed was now a crib for his soon to be infant form, his dresser was now still one somewhat, but had a changing mat on top and was stocked with diapers. Long gone was his TV and games, rather it was now a star projector that played lullabies. She just softly smiled at the boy as she laid him on the changing mat and started to make quick work of untaping and wiping him down.

Arya looked up adoringly at mama as she cleaned him and cooed at him, telling him how cute he was now and how much better it must be. Arya could only suck on his paw as he stared up at her, smiling at her as she gently finished cleaning him before lifting him up and carrying the now one year old to the bathroom. She turned on the warm water and gently set the boy in as it slowly filled. 

Arya giggled as the warm water gently and slowly enveloped him, splashing a bit and wiggling at the warm feelings of the water. Draven smiled, just letting the water come up to about just below his chest line before stopping it and putting some boat toys in for the boy to play with as she grabbed a cup and childrens shampoo.She filled the cup before pouring it over his head, wetting his hair as the boy just giggled and flailed a bit “Nuuuh mama!”

Draven chuckled back “Well someone’s gotta clean this messy little boy, and I know you won’t do it yourself.” She said as she gently started to work the children’s shampoo into the boy's now wet hair. Arya just giggled and splashed as started to play with the toy boats as she gently started to clean him with a wet washcloth, trying to get all the sauce off him while he was distracted with playing. 

Arya didn’t make it easy though as he kept giggling and squirming at her trying to hold him still and wipe him down with the funny feeling cloth. Draven could only smile and shake her head at his antics before pulling her phone out and waving at him which led to a wave back as she took a picture to remember the night. She smiled as she dunked the cup back under the water “Okay sweetie, close those lil eyes of yours.”

Arya nodded and closed his eyes quickly as Draven gently poured water over his head, washing the soapy suds out of his hair and into the awaiting water, causing giggles from the boy again as she did it once more to make sure they were all out. She let him keep playing as she gently cleaned him up a bit more, making sure she got all the sauce before smiling and pulling the plug on the bathtub.

The boy watched the water swirl down the drain as he was lifted out by mama, with a towel in her arms as she made quick work of drying off his hair and body. She ruffled his hair dry and smiled as she kissed his forehead upon the boy poking his head out “Alright, let's get you all diapered and then we’ll relax on the couch before beddy byes, how’s that sound pumpkin?” Arya could only nod, most of the words coming at him way too fast for his now little, empty head to fully comprehend.

She carried him back into his room and laid him on the changing table, quickly sliding a diaper under his bottom, applying powder and taping him up quickly. She nodded at her work, she still had the magic diapering touch, before lifting the boy off the table and looking at her choices for PJ’s for him. She gave a small chuckle as she pulled out a romper with the words “Mommy’s lil Rah” with a little picture of a dragon on it “Perfect for my little boy.” 

She gently slipped it over his head before gently snapping the crotch and nodding at him as he just gently started to suck on his paw again, looking at it. He knew he should know those words, but they were gone now, mama took em away, but that's okay cause he was just a little baby after all. “Alright, time for some Bluey and then nini time for my little boy.” She brought him out to the couch, slowly sitting and stopping the movie that’d been playing since before dinner, pausing it and swapping quickly to Bluey, chuckling as she noticed the little one in her lap start to wiggle and dance as the theme started to play.

“Do you like Bluey baby?” Draven asked, already knowing the answer but wanting to hear it from him. Arya nodded quickly and babbled out  a “Wub Bwuey!” as he was already transfixed with the TV. They spent the next thirty or so minutes doing just that, watching Bluey and relaxing, Arya relaxing truly for the first time in a while, though as he laid there, he started to smell a wonderful smell.

He started to look around, wondering if mama had something or lit something, but quickly realized he was much closer to the smell than he thought. He looked back and saw he was right next to her chest, and sure enough, the wonderful smells were coming from her chest. It made his mouth start to drool almost instantly as he stared, something that wasn’t lost as Draven smirked down, the perfect way to get a little one like him asleep.

“Does my little boy want some num nums? Hmm? Does hims want some mama milk?” Draven cooed down as Arya just nodded. She gently undid her shirt before lowering her bra and smiling as her nipple hung in front of the boy’s open mouth. Arya could barely stand it, the wonderful smell was overwhelming his senses as he stared at the wonderful source, and he knew exactly what to do, he was a baby after all.

He latched on quickly, starting to drink and gulp down the wonderful, sweet and almost entrancing milk. He felt it roll down his throat and warm his tummy, causing shivers to run up and down his back as he felt so..loved, so cared for, so close to mama in this moment. Draven just smiled down at the nursing boy, feeling the same closeness as she watched him drink, his eyes slowly shutting as she gently held him, rubbing and patting his bottom as he slowly relaxed more and more into her arms. 

A silly story about a girl having lost a bet at some point and who is now finding herself being rewritten by her (presumably) housemate.

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Rewrite

Daisy heard his footsteps coming, but far too late. By the time she’d even registered he was on his way the door had banged open and he was in her room. Leaping out of her chair she backed into the corner, away, from him, but he just followed her.

“No! Not again! Please! I-”

She got this far before his hand went up under her shirt and she lost her train of thought, trailing off instantly into a dazed sigh as her eyes fluttered shut. It was only for a moment, but that it happened at all filled her with dread.

It meant what he was doing was working.

"I think you were telling me why I should respect you?"

"Nh, I-"

"No, come on, keep going. You can do it."

"I-"

"You've got lots of big, smart words for me I'm sure. Yes? Come on, there's my girl."

"S-stop, it's not - ah!"

"Not what?"

"Not fair!"

"What's fair got to do with it? Either you're smart or you're not, yes? Either I should respect you or not. So come on."

"B-but it's - it's -"

"I have to say I'm a little disappointed. But hey, how about this? Let's forget the smart words since it looks like you already have - how about numbers? Can you do numbers for me? Two plus two and you'll show me you've still got some lights on up there. Two plus two? For me?"

"T-t-two p-plus - oh fuck, p-please stop that, I c-can't - t-two is, it's is, it...it's..."

"It's easy. Look at my fingers, hmm? Just think about it. You can still think, can't you?"

"I..."

"Prove them all wrong. Prove me wrong. You can do it, can't you? You're not really as dumb as you look, are you? Give me something."

"Can't...ngh...think..."

"Ah, that's a shame. And I really thought you were going to surprise me today. Oh well. Since I can't respect you then all that's left is me fucking your throat, cumming all over your tits, and leaving you sat here staring into space with a braindead, empty smile on that stupid fucking face of yours. Sound good?"

"...unh..."