Bedtime Stories for Sissy Babies - nappy edition (Vol 1) (Bedtime for Sissy Babies - nappy edition)

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She found some baby powder and sprinkled it on me, then snugly fastened the diaper using the tapes that were on it. I froze. “Oh,” I stammered, “yeah, sorry. I forgot. And now I've arranged to meet the boys in town, so it looks like I'm going to have to miss it. Sorry.” She desperately looked around, doing a bit of a potty dance as she tried to think of anything that could help her out of this situation. Before she could come up with anything, though, she felt the all too familiar warmth begin to spread between her legs. She froze in place, only managing to look down to see the large wet patch forming on her jeans. Eventually the wet spot extended to a puddle around her feet and the flow finally stopped shortly after. She felt a small sense of relief now that it was over, but that relief was accompanied by an unrivaled humiliation due to what she'd just done (and where she'd done it). She didn't have long to ponder that humiliation, though, as the door to the bathroom opened in front of her to make it even worse.

Is that so?" my mother said. "Well mister, you've got another thing coming. I WAS going to let you have the side down while you slept in there, but since you are acting like an ungrateful spoiled BABY, a crib is where you belong...with the side UP!" whimper* no miss I'm sorry, you didn't say I could stop eating you out I promise it won't happen again At this point I noticed her attire she was wearing a long sleeve white low cut top and knee high leather boots which was enough to set me off but the thing that really grabbed my attention was the pvc skirt she was wearing.Not only did it make her bum look amazing but I have a fetish for anything latex or pvc like and on a girl like her it was driving me crazy. Her Dad called her over and I left them to it but I knew I had to find some way to see more of this girl. If she wore pvc for a family move god knows what she would wear when she wanted to show off. They feel good don’t they but I assure you I feel even better, in fact I feel so much better I think I should make this harder”She felt the cramp cause a push in her bowels and she helplessly spread her legs to accommodate what she knew was coming next. She let out a bit of a grunt as the cramp forced another push in her bowels, only this time it was accompanied by a warm mush spreading into the seat of her pull-up. She once again felt frozen in place as her body forced the large mess into her pull-up. By the time it was done spreading across her bottom, she felt the familiar warmth between her legs as her bladder gave out as well, soaking her now messy pull-up. Well, darling, if I am free to, I will change you as soon as you go, if you have to wait for a little bit, you’re okay with that right, little one? I was amazed at what I saw when we got there. My old high chair was set up in the kitchen. In the family room there was my old playpen, a swing, and my old baby walker. "Mom what are these things doning out from storage?" I asked. "There for you honey. Now lets get you something to eat." She said.

Christy couldn't help but be a bit flustered at the gesture. She'd agreed to wear them, of course, but she'd hoped to wait until the next day. Still, it wouldn't be a terrible idea to put one on now. It was like Stacy said, just in case. "Alright. Gimme a sec." She slipped into the changing room, shutting the door behind her and pulling down her pants. She retrieved the pull-up off the changing table, looking it over a bit in her hands. She nodded like a mad woman and I turned up to 5. She started slowly air humping and her moans got louder. I walked over to her and felt her tits through the latex pushing the vibrators against her more and making her louder with ever movement I made. Well,” she said, “you should have thought about your costume when I told you to. You could have gone as whatever you wanted. But you didn’t organise anything. So now you'll have to go in what I've chosen for you. Or would you like another spanking to help you make up your mind?” I knew it was futile to resist, but I still tried to hold it. It wasn't long before I gave up the battle, opting for comfort instead. It was a relief to let it out, but then it felt awful in the seat of my diaper. My mother did not make me wait long for a change, and though it was embarrassing, this time I was very happy to get my diaper changed.

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For her part, though, Christy still had no idea. It was just like before, only this time the result was much more embarrassing. "Y-Yeah, I just... I felt a cramp. I really tried to get to the bathroom, but... I didn't make it." Her cheeks were blushing a bright red at this point as she admitted to pooping her pants. Another thing I hadn't thought about happened after breakfast. I realized I had to go to the bathroom - but not just for wetting. I tried to tell my mother, but she again repeated the rules to me… when being diaper punished on a Saturday, I was not to use the "potty" at all, I was to use my diapers. My Aunt smiled and said, "Yes dear, that's a little baby who still needs to wear diapers all day. But since you are a big girl, you get to wear training panties during the day." I can drive hungry," my Dad informed my Aunt. "But what about your kids, Junior? I bet they want to eat, don't you kids?" My siblings and I gave Dad the "Bambi Eyes". For once they worked. Sometimes they worked, even on Dad. Mom was easier.

Must be for Shannon," she mused. "Toddler diapers. They're pretty big. Probably even big enough to fit you!" She began to smile now. As he began stripping off his teenage clothing and getting ready to put on the provided diapers, he found himself stopped by her strong hands and chastised for not acting his new age. His mother stripped his clothing off and lead him to the changing table, made him lie down, and gave him a big plastic keyring with colorful plastic keys to play with while she cooed to him about what a good boy he was.Oh I know you didn't like that I took your panties off, took out your paci and put them in your mouth but how else was I to punish you!

He grinned and said, "No hair on it." my wife just laughed and told him he wasn't supposed to be peeking.

I was wondering what she was getting at, but I soon found out. “And as your leotard will go over your tights, you won’t be able to, um, go to the toilet. So I've got a nappy and a pair of plastic panties for you to wear underneath. Don’t worry. No-one will be able to see it through your tights and leotard.” The rest of the day went without much issue, although she had another close call near the end of the day. She'd been able to get into the bathroom just in time to avoid an accident, but even that (admittedly minor) victory just added to the humiliation due to the underwear she saw as she went to the bathroom. She knew what it was for and how it was likely to be used at some point even if she did manage to make it this time. She didn't know why or how this was happening, but she wished it would stop soon. I nodded like a madman I had to last 3 minutes like my life depended on it I wanted nothing more than to spend the next days playing with this beautiful kinky girl. First we were just there through dinner. Then it came time for supper. "You CAN'T leave now, and drive all that way hungry, Junior," they said to Dad.