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Chapter 3: Lexye’s Diapered Story

Lexye leaned up after her father had just changed her diaper in front of her brother and high school crush. She set up on her knees, clad in only a training bra, socks, and pampers diaper.

The fact that she actually fit, all too well, in pampers diapers was almost unbearable.

She was frozen. “What do I do now?” As her brother and crush started at her as if the same question had ran through there mind.

Lexye’s Dad: “Lets get you into some clothes. No need to have you crawling around almost naked”

“Thank God” Lexye thought to herself.

Lexye’s Dad again picked her up under her arm pits and carried her out of the room and laid her on her bed.

Lexye’s Dad: “Be right back, sweetheart”

Lexye’s mind raced as she laid on her bed. Thinking of the fact that she, the hottest girl in school, not only laid on her bed in a pampers diaper, but was just wearing a dirty diaper in front of her crush.

Her dad returned with a snap-on crotch onesie.

Lexye: “Dad!?! She said in a sad voice.

“Please don’t make me wear that…”

Lexye’s Dad: “Honey, I don’t think you have any room to talk here. I gave you the freedom initially to wear training pants and you quickly showed that was not a viable option and then proceed to throw a temper-tantrum”

Lexye couldn’t believe the predicament she was in. She was speechless.

He proceeded to put her arms through the inside and snap the crotch at the bottom. Lexye never felt so little.

Lexye’s Dad: “Time for bed. I’ll check on you in the morning.”

Lexye’s Dad tucked her in bed and said goodnight.

Lexye lay awake to the smell of baby powder and lotion and the crinkle of her pampers diaper as she make even the slightest move.

She was again stunned at the embarrassing fact that the diaper she wore was for toddlers and yet, fit her as if it were her size.

Lexye: “This diaper is almost too big for me! What the crap!!!” Ugh!!”

She couldn’t stand the thought of replaying the embarrassing moment in front of her brother and Taylor. She cringed every time she thought of it.

Lexye woke up the next morning to the sound of her father, brother, and Taylor talking in the living room. She laid there, petrified, to learn whether she had used her diaper during the night.

Lexye’s could hear the distant sound of her Dad mentioning that he was going to check on her.

Lexye’s Dad: “Good Morning, honey! Let’s check your diaper real quick”

Lexye again blushed at the possessive manner in which he spoke about “her” diapers.

“…her diapers” she thought. “They aren’t mine!” She defeatedly thought to herself.

As her father began to remove the covers from her bed, her dreaded fear became a reality.

Lexye’s Dad: “Yep. Just as I suspected. A wet diaper.”

“Crap! I should’ve peed before I went to bed!” Lexye thought, then remembered that this would’ve been a futile attempt, nonetheless.

Lexye’s Dad un-snapped the crotch of her onesie and began changing her.

The sound of the tapes of her diaper being taken off sounded as if they echoed through the house, further increasing her anxiety that her brother and crush would hear the babyish moment taking place in her bedroom.

Lexye lay on her back as her father took off her wet pampers diaper and rolled it up. She again cringed at the thought of what was taking place. What was made worse was remembering all the moments she baby-sat, changing diapers just as her father was doing now, only now being in the reverse role.

Lexye’s Dad began powdering his daughter and placed the baby lotion on her before placing another clean diaper on her.

Lexye almost fought the application of her clean diaper before resigning to be compliant.

He then retrieved the onesie she had been wearing and again clothed her with it.

“But Dad, I was just wearing this when I….” Lexye had to stop before admitting it, “… wet my…”

Lexye’s Dad: “… Wet your diaper. Yes, I know honey. We will go get some more clothes this afternoon. I wasn’t anticipating having a toddler back in the house.”

Lexye burned with embarrassment. “I’m not a toddler!”

Lexye’s Dad: “well the now, TWO soiled diapers would suggest otherwise. C’mon, let’s go get breakfast”

Lexye couldn’t move. She couldn’t believe her father was going to make her go in the dinning room in the state that she was. It was enough that her brother and crush had seen her the night before like this, but again in the morning!?

“Oh my gosh, Taylor’s never going to ever even think about me the same way again” she thought to herself in a panicked inner-thought tone.

Lexye’s Dad picked her up, again in toddler fashion, and placed her over she shoulder and carried her to the living room.

Lexye barried her face in his chest as if to hide from the enormous embarrassment that ensued.

Lexye’s Dad set her down at the table with her brother and crush. The table became silent.

Lexye’s Dad: “So what do you guys have planned today?”

Daniel began to speak, trying to ignore the extreme awkwardness (and to some degree, embarrassment at the fact that his older sister was sitting at the table with his best friend in a diaper and onesie).

Daniel: “uhh I think we are going to go lift and maybe go hang out with some of Taylor’s friends this evening.”

Lexye’s Dad: “Nice. Be safe. Lexye and I are going to go run some errands here shortly and then we’ll be back.”

As her brother, crush, and Dad were talking, Lexye felt her stomach begin to cramp.

“NO! Not again!” She thought “I will not…” she cringed at the thought “… mess my…” She stopped herself before saying ‘diaper’ “…myself”

She set there impatiently trying to hold the impending doom that waited. This was all made worse by the fact that she had IBS. It was hard enough to hold it when she wasn’t being treated as a toddler.

Lexye, the once hottest girl in school, at 5’4, brunette, petite, was on the verge of her second dirty diaper, again, in front of her brother and crush.

Lexye cringed as she felt herself let out a silent, wet fart. She dreaded the fact that in any other situation, she would now need new panties. Luckily, if that’s what you’d call it, she was wearing a diaper.

Lexye continues to hold it as her brother, crush, and father finished up breakfast and moved to the living room. As her father picked her up, she could feel the small mess she had already made in her diaper which made her blush with embarrassment.

Her father laid her on her stomach on the floor in front of the TV with Daniel and Taylor behind on the couch.

Taylor did his best to not star at Lexye on the ground in front of him in a diaper. He also tried to ignore the smell that permeated through the room from Lexye. He was almost in disbelief.

“Lexye, the hottest girl in school, has been reduced to a diaper smelling and wearing toddler right before my eyes” he thought to himself. For long, Taylor had equally had a crush on her but was reluctant to make a move as his best friend was Daniel. The situation before him made it easier for him to dismiss his former feelings.

Lexye did best to stall and buy time for herself. She hoped that, if an accident were going to occur, at least it could be without Daniel and Taylor in the room.

As she lay on her stomach, her stomach cramps increased. The urge to relieve herself was now unavoidable.

“NOOO!” She thought, trying to will her way to hold it.

Daniel stood up, “Be right back, going to get changed real quick” to which Taylor nodded

Lexye made a sudden movement that caught the attention of Taylor. She got on her knees which gave Taylor the suspension that she might be about to repeat her actions from the previous night.

Lexye was pleading to body to do as she wished but was quickly loosing the battle. She felt another silent, wet fart escape that again, dirtied the seat of her diaper which again, made her blush.

Taylor: “Uhh Lexye, are you okay?”

Lexye couldn’t begin to articulate a rational response given the unbearable embarrassment she soon knew she would face.

Lexye finally gave up, feeling the seat of her pampers diaper fill, and subsequently, sag beneath her.

Taylor set behind her in amazement. He quickly cringed his nose to the noticeable smell of the dirty diaper that filled the room.

To his amazement, Lexye, his former crush, was laying in front of him, for the second time in less than 24 hours, in a smelly, dirty diaper.

To Be Continued

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Chapter Two: Lexye’s Diapered Story

Lexye stood there frozen in her dirty diaper, stunned that she just pooped in her diaper in front of her high school crush, Taylor.

Taylor: “Uhhh Daniel, I think your sister just had an accident…” Taylor uttered simply astonished of what he was seeing.

Lexye: “Taylor, it’s not what you think! I…. well, my dad made me wear these and…”

Taylor: “… and it looks like that was a good decision…”

Lexye: “No! I don’t need these. This is just a big misunderstanding…”

Daniel comes out of the bathroom to see what all the commotion is.

Daniel: “Lexye, what in the hell are you wearing!?”

Lexye stood there, unable to answer the deflating question as her father walks in the room.

Father: “What’s going on in here… oh wow. What’s that smell?”

Daniel, Taylor, and Lexye all stare at him unsure of how to respond.

Father: “Lexye, does your diaper need to be changed?”

Lexye blushed burnt red at the pointed question her father just asked her in front of her younger brother and her high school crush.

Lexye: “No… I just… I just need to…”

Father: “… need to be changed. Right.”

Lexye’s father picks Lexye up by her arm pits and puts her on his chest while Lexye instinctively puts her arms around her fathers neck.

Father: “Sorry about that guys, let me change her real quick.”

Lexye thinking to herself, “OMG this is the most embarrassing moment of my life.”

Daniel and Taylor nod as they watch Lexye, historically the most popular and pretty girl in high school, get carried away to get her dirty diaper changed.

Taylor thinking to himself, “I’ve always had a crush on Lexye but I’m not sure that’s plausible anymore.”

Lexye’s Father takes Lexye to the living room where he lays her down on her back, squishing the dirty diaper on the ground as he sets her down.

Lexye’s Father: “Let’s get you cleaned up.” as he begins tearing the sides of Lexye’s diaper.

Lexye’s Father: “So I thought it was a good decision to put you back in pull ups since you were having accidents at night but this is way beyond that.”

Lexye: “But Dad! It was just an accident! If Daniel hadn’t taken his damn time in the bathroom it would’ve have happened! It’s his fault!” She yelled.

Lexye’s Father: “Well if you’re going throw a temper-tantrum like a child you can be treated like one.”

Lexye was terrified at the prospect of being treated like a child.

Lexye’s Father: “I guess these pull ups just won’t do. We’ll need to switch to a different diaper. Since you won’t fit in adult diapers we’ll just have to use your little cousins diapers.”

Lexye: “But Dad she’s only 3 years old!”

Lexye’s Father: “… and? You just used your diaper just like she does.”

Lexye thinking to herself, “UGH you’ve got to be kidding me. How is this happening to me!?”

Lexye’s father retrieves a pampers diaper and begins cleaning his daughters bottom, feeling her humiliation as her little brother and high school crush looked on.

After wiping her clean, Lexye’s father applied the baby powder and baby lotion before taping her fresh pampers diaper shut.

Lexye’s Father: “There you go. All clean.” He says as he takes off her sports bra and places a pacifier in his daughter’s mouth.

Lexye's Diapered Story

Chapter One:

Lexye was the most popular girl at her school, standing at 5'4, with beautiful brunette hair, and slim figure and every guy drooling over her, she could pretty much get whatever she wanted.

However, there was one guy specifically that she could never impress enough to get him to ask her out, Taylor. Luckily, his best friend was her little brother, Daniel, who was two years younger than her which gave her more opportunities to see him.

Fast forward 4 months and Lexye could be found in her playpen, sucking on her pacifier in only her dirty diaper and socks. "You might be wondering, 'how does the most popular girl in school end up back in a dirty pampers?"

It all started right before the end of her junior year of high school. While she was increasingly popular, she had a deep, dark secret; she was an infrequent bed wetter. Specifically, around the time she was stressed. With final exams approaching, her humiliating secret once again became a reality. One evening her father arrived home and approached Lexye.

Dad: "Hey Lexye, I need to talk to you about something." Lexye quickly sensed where the conversation was going and attempted to be dismissive to the impending conversation.

Lexye: "Can we talk later? I need to do my homework."

Dad: "No, it's rather urgent." Lexye shifted uncomfortably on the couch as she looked up to her father.

Dad: "I know this time of the year tends to be a stressful time for you and with your recent accidents I think we should address it."

Lexye began to blush at thought of her dad calling her night time issues as 'accidents'.

Dad: "I've left some pull-ups on your bed as well as baby powder and baby lotion for you to be protected at night. You will wear them until you're accident free for an entire week. Okay, sweetheart?"

Lexye: "DAD! I'm not wearing diapers! I'm 17 years old and almost a senior in high school!"

Dad: "While that may be true, you aren't acting like it wetting your bed at night. Besides, they aren't diapers, they are just protective underwear. Now this isn't negotiable, if you don't wear them I'll take away your car and phone for the entire summer, understand?"

Lexye's face turned red at the mention of being compared to a baby. Observing her options, she knew she didn't have a way out as her fathers punishment which was always strictly adhered to and rather harsh.

Lexye: "FINE. But only for a week!" Lexye snapped, quickly walking away and into her bedroom.

As she approached her bed, she found the Goodnite diapers on her bed accompanied by baby powder and lotion.

"This can't be happening. I'm 17 years old and the hottest girl in school and about to be wearing diapers again for the first time since I was a toddler." She thought to herself.

She shuttered at the thought of any of the many boys that thought she was hot finding out about her diapers, much less Taylor. She quickly blushed, "Wow... I just thought of them as MY diapers as if I'm a toddler or something!"

Lexye reluctantly grabbed the bag of diapers which had a picture of a girl younger than her age on them. She instantly felt the shame of being forced to wear diapers despite being older than the girl on the package.

Once she pulled the diaper out, she was again met with shame as they felt bulky. She then slide the diaper on and was met with even more humiliation as she began to feel the bulky diaper between her legs.

As she slide the diaper on she turned around and looked at herself in the mirror. The once beautiful brunette that had every guy in the school chasing after her was now diapered.

Suddenly her dad walked in the room.

Lexye: "DAD! I'm changing!"

Dad: "Did you apply the baby powder and baby lotion?"

Lexye immediately blushed at the fact of her dad asking about the particulars of her diapering. "It's one thing to have to wear diapers like a baby, but another to smell like one! I can't believe he's making me do this."

Lexye: "No..." Lexye's father quickly grabbed her and pulled down her diaper before laying her on her back.

Dad: “We wouldn’t want you getting a diaper rash now would we?”

Lexye blushed at the mention of her getting a diaper rash, much less the fact that she was laying naked from the waist down in front of her dad.

Her father began applying the baby lotion and powder, assuring that his baby girl wouldn’t get a diaper rash. After pulling her diaper back up, he gave it a quick pat.

Dad: “There, now you better get to studying for those finals.”

Lexye laid on her bed, smelling like an infant in only her diaper, feeling the cold feeling of pure embarrassment.

After studying for a couple of hours in only her diaper and t-shirt, Lexye was quickly hit with the urge feel to go to the bathroom.

The cramp was so strong that she didn’t even have time to grab her shorts to cover up her new infantile underwear.

Lexye quickly and carefully opened her bedroom door, assuring no one was in the living room. As she approached the bathroom, she could hear her brother in the shower.

She anxiously attempted to open the door only to find that it was locked. Lexye gingerly knocked on the bathroom door.

Lexye: "Hey uhh Daniel, I need to use the bathroom. How much longer will you be?”

Daniel: “Not much longer, probably 10 mins!” As he yelled over the sound of the shower.

“Shit!” Lexye quickly said under her breath.

“I don’t have 10 mins!” Lexye quickly thought as her stomach started to grumble.

Lexye quickly ran back into her room and shut the door, prancing around trying to ignore the pressing urge to relieve herself which continued to grow.

After 5 more minutes, Lexye was in a state of duress. “This can’t be happening. I can’t have a real accident in my diaper. UGH, wow, MY diaper... I can’t believe I just thought of it that way.”

Lexye was brought back to reality when another sharp cramp hit. She quickly ran back to the bathroom door, furiously trying to open it while desperately fighting the urge to mess a diaper she was quickly taking ownership in.

Lexye: “Daniel I really need to go! Hurry up!”

Daniel snickered to himself as he could hear the desperation in his older sisters voice.

Lexye: “DANIEL, please, please, please! Get out!”

Lexye was now so desperate she couldn’t care less if her younger brother walked out to find her wearing a diaper.

Abruptly, Lexye stopped tugging at the door as a muffled fart escaped behind her diapered bottom.

“Oh my gosh, oh my gosh… no!” She quietly said under her breath. She cringed as she could feel the consequences of her not so innocent fart in her diaper.

Lexye was frozen, trying to decide whether to run to her room and hide or continue to fight to get in the bathroom.

Before she could decide, a second sharp cramp hit.

Mmmmmmrrrrppphhhhh 💩

With her hands on her knees, Lexye’s eyes widened as she felt what was taking place in her diaper, letting out an involuntarily grunt as she continued to fight a battle she quickly began to lose, feeling her diaper slowly expand to accompany her mess.

“No no no this can’t be happening.” Lexye thought to herself.

If she wasn’t already embarrassed enough, her former infantile smell of baby powder and lotion slowly faded for a far more infantile smell. Her nose wrinkled as the combination found her nostrils.

Lexye never thought she could feel so embarrassed as she felt her diaper sag heavily between her legs as she had seen the many she had babysitted over the years.

Once the most popular girl in school was now standing in only a t-shirt and a dirty diaper.

Taylor: “Uh, hey Lexye…”

Lexye felt paralyzed, frozen with her hands still on her knees, regretfully providing a perfect view of her smelly diaper to her ultimate crush who stood behind her astonished.

Taylor theatrically waved his hand in front of his face before wrinkling his nose as the combination of baby powder and her dirty diaper continued to fill the room.

Lexye quickly turned around and froze, standing speechless as her crush stared at her in shock.

Taylor had always found Lexye attractive. Seeing her in only a t-shirt and underwear was something he never would’ve turned down.

In stark contrast, Lexye stood in front of him in a t-shirt and underwear only befitting to that of a petulant toddler.

Lexye’s mind was racing. All the times she had tried to get Taylor’s attention by wearing skimpy clothing or bikinis had never caught his attention as finding her in a dirty diaper.

How would she ever recover from such a humiliating moment?

Your girlfriend wanted to be a Nanny for Littles for as long as you knew her. She’d been working towards her official certification for three years—the entirety of your relationship with her.

You remember how proud she was when she officially became a licensed Nanny. You took her out to her favorite restaurant, celebrating all night.

You never thought this would be her first job. That she would become your Nanny. But it was—and she did.

My mom laughed when she saw me for the first time. The new me.

“I didn’t raise you to treat women like that, baby,” she chastised, “I think you got exactly what you deserved. You should be thankful she decided to keep you and raise you right. If she ever decides to let you grow up again. And I wouldn’t blame her if she didn’t!”

The “she” my mom was referring to was the woman holding me—naked except for my diaper—on her hip. My wife, Rachel.

Would you have believed her when she said she descended from the survivors of the Salem Witch Trials? That she possessed powers I could never understand? Because I sure didn’t.

If I did, I wouldn’t have cheated on her with her best friend, Amber. I wouldn’t have lied to her about it for months. And I definitely wouldn’t have texted her that I was leaving her to be with Amber.

But here I am. Tangible proof she possesses powers I could never understand. Because I don’t understand how she did it. How I went from a tall 6’3, 200-pound man to the size of a toddler overnight. But I did.

That was two years ago—two years as a toddler.

I’ll tell you this: I never expected to have a preference between Pampers, Huggies, and Luvs diapers. But I do. It’s Pampers Cruisers 360, by the way. They just feel more comfortable as I run, okay toddle, around.

And I go through a lot of diapers. I don’t think I’ll ever get used to not having any control over when I fill my diaper. It just happens. And never at a convenient time. I swear I only mess my diaper in the most embarrassing situation possible.

I’ve spent more time on the changing table, my wife cooing at me as she wipes my butt clean than anywhere else. Desperately trying not to laugh as she relentlessly blows raspberries on my tummy until I'm giggling wildly. And my laugh is exactly as infantile as you’d expect from a toddler.

There is nothing that would ever prepare me for this new body. I used to be way too large for anyone to lift. Now my wife effortlessly lifts my entire body with one hand, placing my next Pamper under me with the other. It doesn’t matter what I’m doing or how much I don’t want her to go somewhere, she can—and will—carry me off to wherever she wants.

I’m sure you’re wondering what our “relationship” is like now. Well, how do you think it’s going? Do you really think a woman who shrinks me down to a toddler has any respect for me?

She has not acknowledged my former role as her husband since she shrunk me down. Not once.

I can’t begin to tell you how confusing it was to go to sleep in my bed—as a fully-sized adult—and wake up in a crib a fraction of the size, with my wife cooing at me like I’ve always been her toddler. Hushing me as I tried to ask what was happening. Carrying me to the changing table as I try to shake her off me.

The worst part is she decided that I was still too little for “solid” foods, something she told me immediately after my first diaper change, hearing my tummy rumbling. No, she believes growing boys are best kept on a diet of breastmilk.

I haven’t eaten anything solid since. Do you know what it’s like to watch your wife—Mommy—eat a Double Double from In n Out right in front of you, knowing you’ll get nothing but her breast for dinner? Or have to listen to her when she asks me if I think her breastmilk will taste like In n Out for me later?

Spoiler alert: it doesn’t. It tastes the same every. single. time.

Do you know what it’s like to feel completely dependent—and I literally mean entirely dependent—on your Mommy’s breastmilk for all your sustenance? To know I am alive and surviving because of her? How infantilizing is that? To watch her pump for me, so when she leaves me with a babysitter or at daycare I’ll have something to “fill my tummy.”

Oh yeah, did I mention the babysitters? Or should I say, our friends? Mommy made no secret about my new position. And they all just…accepted it. Like there was nothing scientifically strange about me turning into a toddler overnight.

I just want my old life back. I’m tired of nobody treating me like an adult. I am tired of being left in baby swings or playpens all day while everyone does adult things. I just want one bite of food. One beer. Anything.

“Ready for your regularly scheduled baby time, little one?”