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The second you hear the command your body starts to respond. Instantly effortlessly automatically.

Like your body is waiting for the words. Like your bladder is begging to obey.

You wet your diapers!

And now you feel the pressure building faster every time now

Now maybe Mommy needs to change what diapers you use.

This isn’t playtime anymore.

Maybe Mommy needs to put you in thick terry nappies and plastic pants. This needs to be your new baseline.

We both know that obedience is your instinct.

Wetting is your reward

And soaking is your identity.

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It’s not just about the diapers.

It's about what they represent.

They represent your acceptance of your role as a sissy diaper slut.

Each diaper change is a reminder that you've given up your masculinity

That you're nothing more than a plaything for my pleasure.

And as I slowly slide that big vibrating butt plug inside you on the changing table I overwhelm you, reducing you to a quivering mess of sissy desire.

The smell before and after you fill your diapers is a constant reminder of your place.

It's a scent that you're addicted to, a smell that you can't get enough of, no matter how much it humiliates you.

It's all part of the process – your transformation from a man into a sissy diaper slut who lives for the pleasure of his Dommy Mommy.

It's time for you to give in to your sissy desires. Time to prove, once and for all, that you are the diaper-wearing slut that I know you to be.

It’s not just about the diapers.

It's about what they represent.

They represent your acceptance of your role as a sissy diaper slut.

Each diaper change is a reminder that you've given up your masculinity

That you're nothing more than a plaything for my pleasure.

And as I slowly slide that big vibrating butt plug inside you on the changing table I overwhelm you, reducing you to a quivering mess of sissy desire.

The smell before and after you fill your diapers is a constant reminder of your place.

It's a scent that you're addicted to, a smell that you can't get enough of, no matter how much it humiliates you.

It's all part of the process – your transformation from a man into a sissy diaper slut who lives for the pleasure of his Dommy Mommy.

It's time for you to give in to your sissy desires. Time to prove, once and for all, that you are the diaper-wearing slut that I know you to be.

It's called : ''The Bedwetters - Mia Wears Pullups and YOU wear Diapers (POV)'' and the language is gender neutral (no pronoun is used) so it works for Littles of any gender!

Aunt Susan asked us to get ready for the night, but since you wet the bed we were both sleeping in last time, she thinks we're BOTH bedwetters. She asked me to wear Pull-ups! I'm a grown woman, I don't belong in training pants! Do you know how embarrassing it will be for me to walk downstairs with Pull-Ups under my PJs to say goodnight to everyone? Well hopefully what's under YOUR jammies is gonna distract away from what's under mine.

"Young lady!" Apple’s voice was like a whipcrack. "Do you care to explain why this nappy isn't full of poo-poo?"

"Please, Apple.” Cara whimpered, but her kidnapper grabbed hold of her diaper's waistband and tugged it upwards, hard.

The leg-bands bit uncomfortably into her skin, and the clammy, sodden padding squelched against her privates. She let out a feeble mewl of disgust.

"You've been here all morning, you naughty girl!" Apple scolded. "You must have needed to go poo by now.”

“I thought I made it quite plain that you are to fill your pants the moment you feel the urge. Well don’t worry you soon will after you drink this!”

"But I don't... I don't want... Please just let me go, Apple! Please!"

"How many times do I have to tell you?" The older woman held the baby bottle firmly in the girls mouth forcing her to l drink the contents.

"I'm not letting you go until you've been completely un-potty trained, little lady.

That means losing control of your poo-poos as well as your pee-pees.

The sooner that happens, the sooner you can go back to your friends and family.

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You will be a good obedient boy for me.

You’ll keep your legs apart for Mommy today.

You will respect your padded routines.

It doesn’t matter where we are.

It doesn’t matter who notices.

When I decide it’s time to check, you don’t flinch, you obey

You don’t belong to the world outside.

You belong to Mommy.

You follow Mommy’s rules.

You do as Mommy says

I'm here to make sure you're safe and snug in your pampers for the night.

Remember that ALL men like to put their cocks into warm, wet, tight places to feel good...

So we are going to get you wrapped up all tight and cozy in this crinkly little diaper. Isn't this pattern just SO cute?

Imagine that your bed has bars around it, just like a crib. But those bars aren't there to cage you in.

They're for your protection - to keep you safe from hot girls who are out looking for a real man.

Because if you're in a diaper, you're clearly not like normal men. (The ones who are capable of pleasing women.)

Instead, you were meant to be diapered and WET.

I'm going to give you a countdown to wet your diaper - even though I know you're not very good at holding it ...

You're just a wittle baby after all. But I think you're going to like how soothing this feels.

So make sure to tell your pretty babysitter "tank u" when we're finished.

I'm here to make sure you're safe and snug in your pampers for the night.

Remember that ALL men like to put their cocks into warm, wet, tight places to feel good...

So we are going to get you wrapped up all tight and cozy in this crinkly little diaper. Isn't this pattern just SO cute?

Imagine that your bed has bars around it, just like a crib. But those bars aren't there to cage you in.

They're for your protection - to keep you safe from hot girls who are out looking for a real man.

Because if you're in a diaper, you're clearly not like normal men. (The ones who are capable of pleasing women.)

Instead, you were meant to be diapered and WET.

I'm going to give you a countdown to wet your diaper - even though I know you're not very good at holding it ...

You're just a wittle baby after all. But I think you're going to like how soothing this feels.

So make sure to tell your pretty babysitter "tank u" when we're finished.

Meanwhile back in the nursery

LilBabyFae is still being taught a lesson in submission by Nurse Apple

She must drink every last drop from her baby bottle

Even though Apple takes delight in teasing Fae explaining that her milk contains lots of additives and special ingredients .

She tells Fae it has been laced with either or all of the following; furosemide, magnesium citrate, chloral hydrate, Apple’s boyfriend’s cummies.

Fae cries like a baby as she realises she has no choice but to drink what Apple has given her. She is helplessly restrained in a straightjacket with locking mittens and bootees and a thick crinkly diaper

Fae is still bawling her eyes out when Apple comforts her

She tells her she was teasing and that all the milk contains is a harmless vitamin supplement

That makes Fae feel a lot better and. She starts to guzzle down the liquid

Apple tells her to finish it like a good girl and reminds her that if she isn’t a good girl then Apple can and will but some “special” additives in her next bottle

Image credit ABDreams

You should not see your dependence on me as a threat to your independence or your adulthood.

But rather a way for you to experience connection and trust.

Your regression is merely me allowing your escape from responsibility.

You need to be regressed. It is a necessary balance to your structured life.

The sexual aspects of our play should no longer make you feel shame or embarrassment.

Your desire for diapers need not be at odds with the comforting aspects that you feel.

It’s all just another part of the experience of you letting go.

Of you being your true self.

You need me to do this to you.

Because in truth you can’t stop me from doing this to you..

Her is my proud independent strong willed wife being treated like a little baby girl on the nappy changing 🚼 table stripped naked and having a nappy being put on her by the female employees at the nappy regression clinic for wives while sucking her pacifier her legs held up by one female employee and her private area wiped clean by the other female employee they are telling it’s okay baby girl soon you will get so used to being nappy change like a good unpotty trained baby girl. No. More big girl panties or bra’s just nappies. And after your age regression hypnosis therapy you will no longer think 🤔 you’re a 22 year old woman you will think 🤔 you’re a 2 year old toddler. Living you’re second babyhood with your daddy. Now stop struggling. Little baby girl my fellow employees is almost done wiping and powdering you putting you in a nice dry nappy then you can have a nice long sleep in the adult baby nursery bedroom with all the other adult babies like you little baby girl !!!

This is a adult baby woman story all the characters and places are fictional