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Katie Diapered, No Matter What

Edited: 1/7/16 Disclaimer: Totally fictional, sexual, and no underage references. Diapered, No Matter What Katie just turned 18 and checked out an insane asylum after immediately moving out of her abusive parent’s house.  It had always been her dream to wear diapers every day and be that little innocent girl in diapers so Katie thought perhaps this insane asylum would be the best place to start her quest.  The only problem was what else would she need to do other then wearing diapers like a big baby girl. The peachy-cream walls made Katie feel right at home when Katie walked inside of the facility.  Jessica, the lovely little secretary, greeted Katie with a smile.   “Are you my Mommy?” Katie asked with her little baby girl voice. Jessica didn’t even flinch to Katie’s response and instead smiled because she knew that Dr. Crane was looking for his next baby girl, “I’ll have Dr. Crane talk to you right away.” Dr. Crane came over to shake hands with Katie and before he c

Princess and Daddy

It’s Saturday morning and your asleep in your big baby crib when your Daddy comes in your room.  Daddy pulls the covers off you and finds your diaper soggy wet.  You immediately start to wake up as you find your Daddy changing your wet diaper.  “Good morning Princess,” as Daddy sticks your favorite pink binky in your mouth.  “Hi Daddy,” as you smile and then accidentally start to make another tinkle in your opened diaper.  You start to cry like a big baby and don’t know why you can’t control your pee pee anymore.  Luckily for you, your wet diaper soaks up your little tinkle and Daddy starts to baby wipe all over your pussy and butt.  “It’s a good thing I still had your wet diaper on you, or you might have had to wear a fresh wet diaper for not making yourself finish peeing in your diaper,” as Daddy sprinkles baby powder all over your crotch before strapping you into your new diaper. Daddy stands you up with only a diaper on says, “Put your hands up,” as he pulls down your “Hello Kit

Forced into Adult Diapers

Updated: 1/9/16 Chapter 1 (The Club) It’s a typical Friday night and you’re looking to go out to a club and have some fun.  You try to put on make-up and wear some type of skimpy outfit with high heals to look more of your age (21+) even though you know that you’ll always get carded by the bouncer, because of how short and young you look.  The second you walk out of your place and on to your street some old lady has to nerve to say, “Little girls shouldn’t be out this late” as she walks on by.  You’re so submissive inside that you don’t even give a response and only making a pouting face at her. You get inside the club after being carded and asked for two separate types of IDs to verify you are of age and make your way to the bar.  I man at the bar asks you, “Where’s your Daddy?  Did he just drop you off?”  “...” you can’t say anything back as you start to tear up over the humiliation that you’ll never look like an adult.  You try to pay for your drink, but the man who just humiliat

Daddy's Diaper Girl

After we have met at a local Starbucks, played some kinky game of tennis, you finally invite me over to your restaurant/bar for the last hour of your shift.  During your lunch break, you ended up swapping your hot little pink panties a little cummy from  t he thought of me coming to meet you tonight with some old white panties with  “ Daddy ’ s Pussy ”  written on the front and  “ Daddy ’ s Booty ”  on the back.  You even change your normal comfortable working shoes into some little black heels to make sure you look all  sexy from head to toe for your Daddy.  The closer it gets to the time you ’ re expecting your Daddy to walk into the door, you start to feel butterflies in your stomach and at the same time so horny to see me again.  I walk in the door and sit  down at the bar and give you a second look, noticing those sexy heels and tight little black skirt and that beautiful smile as you walk towards me.  There ’ s no one near me, so you say to me,  “ What will it be? ”   … and