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Well, This is the best I can put in words the details of how I felt the first time I experienced diaper discipline. Over the next two years I fell prey several times to additional diapering and the woman always managed to make each event a little worst. Like the time I was diapered and put in the play pen with the baby both of us in just a diaper. She told me to keep an eye on the baby and when the baby wet her diapers, I was to let her know. Not knowing her plans I did as she asked only to find out her evil intent. As soon as she changed the baby, she took my diapers off and put the wet ones on me, telling me I was the real baby and should be the one in wet diapers. Another time she made me tell her just before I was about to wet myself and had the other children stand while she made me wet myself in front of them.
Jake had just beaten me on a racing game that we were playing, text on the screen said ‘GAME OVER’ which was kind of a relief as I needed the bathroom anyway.The most common driver of plot (but by no means the only possible one) is conflict. That is, the story’s central character or group of characters is in conflict with some other force, which might be another character or group of characters, a more faceless opponent, or perhaps even against themselves. Our main character or characters have a goal that they want to accomplish, against some sort of opposition. Conflict: PvP Carolyn said, “Yes we know that and it must be exciting for you.” I said, “One thing for sure is I know I am going to hate putting on my boy clothes when the weekend is over.” Carolyn replied, “I’m sure you will feel like that.” The plot of a story is what determines whether the story is over or still ongoing. It is the contour of tension that drives the story along and makes readers want to keep reading. It is the journey from beginning to conclusion. The plot is what the story is really about. The following Chapters are a true account of my experiences followed by some additional fantasy writing I have flagged to keep them separate. Hope you enjoy both the true and fantasy continuation of my story. The Author. Aunt Mary said, “We are so glad you are enjoying it my darling. We still have lots in store for you.” Carolyn will you please go and get the things we are going to dress baby Chrissy in?”
I could see on their faces that they too were scared but they did as told and kept calling me a little baby who has to wear diapers. After what seemed an eternity, she told everyone to return outside to play. She then turned to me and said, "You too!" I was again horrified as I begged to remain indoors. To my surprise she said O.K. but added I was not to try and remove the diapers until she said I could. I went into the living room to stay away from view but she followed me and pointed to the baby's play pen and told me to climb into it. My mind was in a numb, dazed state as I blankly obeyed with her help getting over the rail. We chatted about my parents and life at home before coming to Los Angeles. We were under the covers and Aunt Mary now had her hand on my leg as I rested against her breast while we sat up against the plush headboard. I began to blush as my clitty was getting hard and Aunt Mary asked, "Is your penis getting hard again?" I said, "Yes it is, I just can't help it. Carolyn calls it my clitty and I just love all the attention Carolyn is giving it." We had just spoken earlier of my home life where I told Aunt Mary the same thing I had told Carolyn. A new law came in about 3 years ago which means that all major public places, such as motorway service stations and coffee shops and schools and cinemas and so on must have facilities for AB's. There is usually a member of the waitress staff who can look after us and feed us if necessary. Changing facilities are also in place. I'm not letting you this time." Her mother said. She then hit her daughter over the side of the head with her purse, feeling grim satisfication as Amy passed out. She then went on to force-feed Amy the pills, and some pills to keep her asleep. Her plan went into action. In a matter of minutes, Amy's bed was replaced with a crib and all her belongings were sorted through and all things inappropriate for infants was put in the attic. I grabbed a nice white fluffy towel out of the linen closet, and two pins from the sewing basket. I laid it out on the bed and went to the bathroom to get the baby powder. I laid down on the towel and sprinkled a little baby powder on my diapered area. (Who doesn't love the smell of baby powder)? I took the bottom of the towel and pulled it up between my legs. I pinned one side and then the other. I got up and readjusted the pins so that the towel was nice and tight. The feeling of the fluffy towel around my butt and caressing my balls and my penis was unbelievable. Warm, tight and very comfortable. Now I understood why I always got hard while watching the diaper commercials because I had the biggest erection that I ever had. SO what is a young man supposed to do when there is no one in the house? I started to stoke myself. The smell of the baby powder was just keeping me dreaming. I shot my load in the diaper. I was so relaxed that I went to the top of the bed, pulled the covers up and feel asleep like a baby. (No pun intended).
Video games must have storylines and thus plot, or else they’re just forgettable mechanics, so I’m borrowing some videogame terms here. Player-vs.-player games pit one player against another in an arena of some form. Likewise, many stories have a central character who is trying to accomplish some goal, but they have an enemy who’s trying to stop them. Sometimes that goal is just survival – the enemy is trying to kill or otherwise harm them, and they’re trying to stay alive. The enemy could be another person, but in science fiction or fantasy genres the enemy could be an alien or a supernatural entity. Conflict: PvE But then things took and unexpected turn and he found himself in a situation he never would have imagined and having to rely on Derek more than ever. Can he learn to adapt to his new role in life? Language: English Words: 23,658 Chapters: 14/? Comments: 75 Kudos: 550 Bookmarks: 100 Hits: 31,683 Short Story Writing | Writers | Read Online | Writing Contests | Writing Software | Writing Journals | Writing A Book | Writing A Novel In this case, though, nothing had really seemed wrong. Christy had felt fine for most of the day and had just suddenly felt an intense urge to pee, one that didn't leave her enough time to wait for the bathroom to be free. It'd have been nice to be able to blame it all on an illness, but she'd never been a good liar and she had no other symptoms. All she could do was explain to Stacy what had happened. "I-I don't know what happened, I just felt a really strong urge to pee and before I could get into the bathroom I was... wetting my pants." She couldn't help but blush after that admission, feeling more and more childish by the second.
It was a Friday afternoon and I was round at Jakes house, we were both in his living room playing on his Xbox whilst his mother was doing some paper work.Amy was secured into the crib using bars on the top of the crib as her mother made the rest of the room into a nursery. All the clothes were replaced with things babies would wear, and diapers replaced all the underwear. Every time I give you a pill, you become a year younger, so that will be punishment for any big thing. Here's the rules, and you need to follow them. One, you are off limits to the bathroom, so all bowel movements in the diaper. Two, I'll change your diaper at certain times, so no messing with it. Three, no telling anyone else. Four, I will be taking away any electronics, and you will be watching certain TV shows I say fit. Five, you will listen to me." Her mother told her.
Some stories will end abruptly after the climax, which is a legitimate way to do things. After all, the story is over. But It’s often more satisfying to readers to see some tying up of loose ends, to see the aftermath of the struggle, or to see that the hero’s sacrifice had some effect. The denouement is the term used for this finale to the story. Some use the term “denouement” to refer to the climax, or merely to mean the end of the story. These meanings are incorrect, and I won’t be using the term in either of these ways. The denouement is the “falling action” after the climax, the mirror image of the rising action. Viewpoint Character 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. Aunt Mary interrupted, “Oh, don't worry then Father; I'm sorry we bothered you. I'm sure somehow we'll make do, Happy Thanksgiving.”As reasonable as that was, Christy still wasn't having it and she shook her head vehemently. "No! I'm not wearing a diaper, Stacy! Absolutely not!"
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