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A Little Diaper Fantasy - Day I

The story continues. Feedback and suggestions for day II welcome. - Daddy Eryk: [email protected]

How did I get myself into this? Mind you, I'm not complaining since it does feel so warm and comfy to be babied like this with mommy beside me. I can suckle the huge pacifier she put in my mouth but do little else. Blindfolded, hooded, wearing footed PJs and tied on mittens and weakened by the day's play; I'm in no shape to do much but sleep. My double overnight diaper is dry now but the many bottles of juice mommy made me drink earlier will assure it won't stay that way. A restraint on my left ankle keeps me tethered to the bed. Mommy knows it isn't needed since there's no way I'd move tonight without her say-so but it is a nice touch to show she cares. I don't know how she did it but mommy made me her baby girl and I never even tried to resist.

We had talked for a long time and she knew I was a switch like her and that I loved to submit but that I couldn't always let myself go. She wanted to really take control of me but didn't know how to get me to offer myself to her control. So she decided to just take charge of my need to submit and I decided it was time to allow her to take me where she wanted. She planed it well and I never saw it coming when she took charge of me.

I was sitting in her living room when she approached me with her hands hidden and sat down to straddle my lap. She touched her finger to my lips.

"Shhhh.. I'm going to have a little fun with you." Taken by surprise, I simply stared at her as she touched a huge pacifier to my lips until I parted them to allow her to silence me. She leaned forward to cradle my head and kiss my forehead. As she drew back she slid a blindfold over my eyes. I felt her weight lift from my lap. I was pulled to my feet, led to her bed and sat down.

I sensed her move around to sit behind me and speak in my ear.

"Now, mommy is in charge here. I'm going to use your body for my pleasure and do whatever I wish to you.

You're going to be mommy's baby girl for a while and I will hear nothing about it. You will be mine now and you have no say in the matter." As she spoke, she began stripping me of my clothes.

It was clear she had no intention of entertaining any protest or resistance from me. I was soon bare naked and she bent me over the edge of her bed. A soft rope was used to bind my wrists. I was left in that position as I heard her walk out of the room.

Left with my thoughts I began to realize how nervous I had become. I had been the bottom many times but never in quite this way. I was trusting her to have me and I was anxious as I heard the sound of lots of water running in the distance. I heard my labored breathing and felt little twitches over my skin. A part of me was tempted to move, get away and end this now but the rest of me wanted to stay if only to please mommy.

Mommy? Did I really see her as mommy now? Was I really going to let her mommy me? Yes, I decided right then that it was right. I realized how much I wanted to really have the feeling of being her submissive baby girl. I would let her have me.

I don't know how long I had been left there, happy with my quiet acceptance of mommy's control of me, when I heard her now softer footsteps enter the room.

I heard sounds of metal clinking and something rattling on the floor. She bent over me to embrace my body from above. I could feel that she had undressed and now wore only her bra and panties. The feel of her soft skin, the smooth fabric and the scent of her body filled my senses. She stood up and slid her hands over my body. I felt her touch every inch as if claiming my flesh.

"I'll have to fix that." I heard mommy purr as she ran her hands over my legs.

"Now that you are my baby, I'm going to get you ready for my pleasure." Then she settled her hand on my bottom.

"I think I'll start here." I heard her giggle as I heard her snap a latex glove in place followed by the clear sound of a tube being squeezed. I pointlessly tested the bonds on my wrists and awaited what I knew would be next.

Her finger slipped gently but firmly into my bottom and I felt myself submit a little deeper. She began to finger my bottom while rubbing my quivering cheeks.

She slipped her fingers in me again and again as she spread more lube into my unresisting hole.

At first the enema was a surprise. I felt it pop in and settle into place. Then came the inflation.

My breath froze as the inner balloon grew inside me.

Mommy slowly inflated it as if to tease me as I felt the balloon expand inside me well beyond any hope of removal. Then the outer balloon expanded until it pressed against the inner balloon to complete the seal that would force me to retain whatever she wanted to put in me.

"Baby, lie on the bed on your left side, right knee up to your chest." She said as she gave me an affectionate swat.

I obeyed her and felt her lie down behind me. She spent several minutes playing with me as I felt the enema firmly seated in my bottom.

"Mmmmm, you have such a nice body to play with." Click.

The enema was started with no warning. I felt the warm water flow into me swiftly and smelled the soap in the water. She massaged my bound body and rubbed herself against me as I tried to relax and accept it and the little cramps. I was made to move several times to allow the water to fully fill me as she teased me. My belly was swollen from the warm water swishing and cleansing deep inside me and held in place by the intruding enema. I was made to hold it in for some time as she played with my body to her great amusement. Finally, I was untied, led into the bathroom and allowed to have relief. A second, larger enema was used to rinse the first and I felt quite drained when she finished it.

She then pulled me over her lap and retied my hands.

Fearing a spanking, I braced for the sting. Instead, I felt my bottom being lubricated once again except with more fingers this time stretching out my bottom even wider than she had before.

"Now baby, I have something for you to hold for me." As soon as the plug touched my bottom she began to slowly work it into me. Once she started, she didn't stop. The plug was kept under steady pressure as it slowly entered my bottom. I tried to relax and allow it to enter me but the pressure was growing. I sucked on the pacifier and hoped for the plug to settle in place. Mommy kept it in place but began to slowly move it in small strokes and twists. Each time she stroked it in it went a little bit further. At last it popped into place and would be seated there for as long as mommy wanted since I could not get it out while bound.

I was lifted and seated on the bed causing my weight to push on the plug. I heard the sound of plastic being unwrapped. Then I felt a diaper being rubbed against my face and over my body. Mommy laid me back and slid the diaper under my bottom then brought the front into place.

"My baby girl. When I'm done using your body tonight you'll be wearing this whether you like it or not." She whispered in my ear as she rubbed me through the front of the diaper.

"You're mine now and I'm going to keep you diapered so you never forget. You can look forward to wearing and using your diapers for as long as I want and I will change you when and how I wish. Now, let's take care of this while that plug opens you up." She said as she ran her hands over my legs and bottom.

I was led into the bathroom, my hands were untied and I was lowered, plug still seated firmly in place, into the warm bath water. After soaking for several minutes she lifted my right leg out of the water, applied lotion and I felt her strip my leg of hair with a lady's razor. My flesh grew very sensitive as more of it was completely bared. This was not play.

I was mommy's baby girl now and mommy wanted me shorn and vulnerable. When my legs had been bared she made me get on all fours and shaved my bottom and front taking great care to get every hair between my legs.

I was striped of all hair from the neck down when she was done and lifted from the tub.

"Kneel down with your knees spread." When I did as she told me a strap was wrapped around the base of my erection. I was pulled to my feet by the strap and led into another room. I was bent over some type of padding. My arms were pulled down and secured into restraints. The same was done with my ankles and a strap was bound around the small of my back forcing my bottom into full exposure.

"Now baby, you will keep that binky in your mouth. If it falls out I will use a cane on you. I'm going to make a baby girl of you." I felt the plug being pulled out with a pop. I felt empty without it and I hoped for more. Then I felt her gloved fingers enter my bottom with lots of lube.

She curled her fingers inside me and began to rub towards to front. After a while she began to use downward strokes on my shaft.

Nooooo. I quietly thought. I was being milked and I could do nothing to stop her. I wanted to protest but I dared not drop my binky.

"Mommy, please don't milk me." I begged in my mind. But she continued to drain me as my body slowly yielded what mommy sought to take from me. While I wished for her to stop my body rebelled and my bottom arched up asking for more of the pleasure the milking brought. As the milk flowed out I felt myself start to grow soft and the strap was tightened. All I could do was nurse on the binky.

Suddenly the milking stopped and the restraints were undone. Mommy brought me to her bed and bound my wrists again.

The blindfold was pulled off and I found mommy standing naked except for a very realistic strap-on that she was slowly stroking as she held my head so I was watching it from a foot away.

"Do you like it? Do you know what I'm going to do with it?" She softly growled.

"I'm going to make you take it in your mouth and pleasure it." I was roughly pulled off the bed and forced onto my knees where I found myself looking up at it inches from my face. I felt myself shiver as I saw how real it looked and how large. She had wrapped it in a condom with the tip protruding out from the head. The smell of latex mixed powerfully with the scent of her nectar inches away. Kneeling there, my hands bound, my half-drained cock restrained in its strap by my well-violated bottom, pacifier in my mouth about to be replaced by the shaft that bobbled before me, not knowing what else would be done to except that I would be diapered with or against my will when she was done, I had never felt so submissive and had never so wanted to feel it.

The blindfold was replaced and the binky removed.

My head was roughly arched upwards. I felt the first touch of the tip to my lips.

"Kiss it, baby girl." I extended my lips and accepted the contact.

Holding my head steady, she thrust forward just enough to force the head into my mouth. It felt soft and firm and had a sweet flavor.

"Now, suck on it until you've sucked it into your mouth. Don't even think of stopping until your little mouth is full." I steadied my breath and sucked on mommy as hard as I could. Slowly I felt it slide into my mouth as mommy whispered sweetly to keep going. As last I felt my nose touch her belly. I dared not move. I had never felt so violated and trembled slightly as the scent of her nectar overwhelmed me and made me feel faint. I could feel the veins in my mouth and she must have heated it as the warmth filled my mouth.

"Now pleasure it and think of what it will feel like as I slide it into your bottom, baby girl." The thought made me melt a little and I felt myself go completely soft yet the strap seemed to tighten. I did my best to suck and lick mommy as she thrust herself into my face. The image of her taking me filled my mind. I knew that she couldn't really feel me licking her toy. What was really exciting her was that she was making me do what she wanted for her pleasure.

When she was satisfied with my efforts she undid my wrists and made me turn around to get on my knees and elbows on her bed. My chest and head were lowered to rest on a thick pillow with my wrists tied in front of me and bound to the headboard. I was made to spread my knees a few feet apart and to cross my ankles that she then tied together. This position left me fully exposed and my back was naturally arched partly from the position and partly from my desire to offer myself for her. She bent over me, replaced the pacifier and pulled a stretch spandex hood over my head. The hood had the scent of baby powder and oil and the scent filled my nose with every breath I took.

Her hands touched me all over as she rose from me.

"Every inch of you is mine to play with tonight.

Every inch. And now you will feel what it means to be my baby girl." She took hold of my hips and steadied herself behind me. Although I was blindfolded and wearing a hood, I had to squeeze my eyes closed as I felt the tip touch my bottom.

I doubt she took five seconds to slide fully into me but it felt like an hour. I could feel each centimeter and detail slip into my very well lubed bottom. A wave of pleasure shot over my belly, over my chest, down my arms and into my fingers. I heard a click and it began to buzz inside me. She had not fully milked me but it was enough so that my body could not have an easy relief. I was aching with desire as she thrust into me but I stayed soft as the endless need mounted. I sucked helplessly on the binky as I heard her breathing grow ragged. I could feel her cum at least twice from taking me and I finally began to respond.

She got out of the strap on but left it buried in me. My ankles were untied and I was turned onto my back. The strap on my cock was undone and I grew fully erect. I felt the diaper being slid under me and the front was brought up to cover me but not taped in place. She then lifted the hood, removed the binky, mounted my face and bore down me. As I struggled to suckle and lick her she fondled me through front of the diaper. When she came again she squeezed my head between her thighs until I came to rest with my legs splayed open. She opened the diaper but left it in place under me as she put the strap on back on. It was time for mommy to make my helpless body cum. I was taken in the missionary position and violated until at last I had my blissful relief. What little cum had not been milked from me leaked out onto my belly while I felt waves of shuddering pleasure sweep over my flesh and my mind turned into ether.

By the time my head was clear the baby oil had been lovingly applied and I could smell the powder being dusted onto my bottom. Having given up so much I now knew the time had come for me to surrender even the right of where to go. With my hands bound over my head I could only lay still and feel the padding under my bottom and the feeling of the diaper being pulled up as the diaper's edges settled into place between my legs and the padding enveloping me. Humming a lullaby as she worked, mommy pulled the front taught and pulled the tapes into place. The bottom tape was just tight enough to keep it in place. The second tape was pulled slightly tighter and the last tape was pulled as snug as she could get it. The result was that I was fully sealed in the thick overnight diaper and every inch of padding gripped my flesh.

Mommy left me to feel the diaper's snug embrace as she got out a second overnight diaper and noisily began to open it. I heard the crinkle as she opened it and put two liners down its center with the ends overlapping. The second diaper was slid under me and mommy tore a long slit in the front of the first to allow free flow into the second diaper and liners.

The second diaper was pulled up and taped as snug as the first. I was sealed in a very thick and heavy diaper and I knew she meant to keep me in it for a long time.

Mommy untied me and removed the hood and blindfold.

She then dressed me in a one-piece footed sleeper and tied my hands inside baby mittens making my hands useless. As she dressed me she rubbed and played with my body. I soon found that she loved to pat, swat and rub my padded bottom firmly as if I could forget that I was helplessly diapered.

I was cradled on mommy's lap and suckled her breast as I was softly rocked and she whispered little affectionate reminders that I was her baby girl.

While they were sweet they also drove home exactly what condition I was in, what she had done to me and subtle hints of what she might do later. I was left no room to imagine that I was in control in any way.

I was pulled from her breast and a bottle was fed to me. It was apple juice but with a slight strange aftertaste. I was made to drink four full bottles of the juice. When I had finished my tummy felt very full and I must have been drained from all the night's events as I felt very tired and weak. As I started to drift off I felt mommy put restraints on my limbs and was tied to the bed fully spread out. The last thing I remembered was the binky being replaced. A couple wraps of bondage tape were used to hold it in place.

Very groggy, I felt myself being stirred awake.

What had awoken me was clear. I needed to pee badly.

I felt the thick diapers waiting for me to give in, almost mocking me. I had wet my diaper before but never like this. It had always been my choice and I was free to use the diaper or not. This time I had no choice. I knew it was pointless but I had to test my bonds. I had little more than few inches of play with any limb. The mittens made my fingers useless so I could never play with any knots that I couldn't find anyway. The binky was held in place and I knew that calling out would be useless anyway and the best I could hope for from that would be a dose of castor oil. This was it. I was not even in control of my bladder. Mommy had me under her full control.

Abandoning any pretense of control, I let go. The diaper quickly grew heavy as the warm wetness spread.

I melted into the bed knowing that, having made a girl of me, mommy had now made a baby of me.

By the morning time I had wet my diaper twice more.

After wetting for the first time I didn't even try to resist and my diaper was sodden. The extra thickness caused it to grip me tightly. I had no chance to think of it since mommy, deciding that she would use me for her delight, had removed the binky, straddled my face and bore down on me. I did my best to please her with my lips and tongue but it was clear that she was mostly masturbating on my face and touching herself to make herself cum quickly. Once again, I felt my face being tightly gripped between her quivering thighs.

My face covered with her honey, I was pacified once again. She undid my wrist and ankle restraints, sat me up and removed my pjs and mittens. She then got out my straight jacket. She dressed me in it quickly.

I felt my arms being pulled into placed and secured tightly against my body followed by the groin straps.

My ankles were put back in the restraints and pulled wide apart.

I felt mommy's naked body settle in behind me and snuggle in close. She grasped the front of my diaper and rubbed me through it.

"Goodness, you are a very wet baby girl. Your di-dy is just soaking wet. Now mommy will make you wet it again. Mommy is going to make you cum for my amusement. Why don't you try to fight it and see if you can stop me?" As she said this she pulled a latex glove on her other hand and poured lube into it. As she did this I realized how little I could move as mommy had thought this out well. She wrapped her free hand around my chest and pulled me to her. I did try to struggle but each movement only drove home how defenseless I was.

"What's wrong? Can't all those muscles stop me? Here comes my hand down your diaper. Mmm.how humiliating to be stroked inside your wet diaper until you cum.

Go ahead. Make me stop." She slipped her gloved hand and the huge glob of lube down my diaper, took hold of me and began to stroke. Utterly defenseless, I could only close my eyes and feel the pleasure. She was stroking to make cum as quickly as she could. And build quickly it did as my breath became gasps and I writhed uselessly against the restraints and soon lost it. As I spurted into my waiting diaper my body twitched until I fainted back into her waiting body.

Mommy kept me in diapers the rest of the day. After removing my restraints I was changed into a fresh diaper. Going from a soaked diaper directly to a fresh, dry one made it clear that mommy was going to keep me a baby for more than just an overnight although I was changed into a single overnight diaper during my daytime captivity instead of the double diapering with liners mommy used to control me overnight. Changing wasn't a quick task. It was almost a ritual as mommy unfolded the fresh one and teased me with it, rubbing it on my body or just leaving it inverted on my face as she got me ready to wear it.

The tapes were pulled off one at a time and the wet diaper was rolled up into a ball leaving my hairless self exposed. Every inch of skin was carefully cleaned followed by a generous application of oil, cream and/or powder that served as much as an excuse to fondle and probe me as it was to protect my skin while I was kept diapered. She even used the powder to smooth her hands as she massaged them over every part of her territory and left me smelling of powder from head to toe. Being spoon fed while your body slides against all you touch is like a subtle and passive form of restraint. Finally, and it felt so final when mommy did it, the fresh diaper was slid under me and secured in place. Somehow, it was always snug enough to fondle me with every movement and sealed enough to never leak yet not too bitingly tight. Maybe that was because mommy had plenty of other ways to tease and torment me and the diapers were a form of affection as much as a way to possess me at all times. The diaper's grasp was an addictively warm embrace.

I quickly learned her rules for diaper changes. I was to keep my hands over my shoulders at all times until the new diaper was sealed in place. The ten swats I got with her paddle when I let one hand dip under for a second taught me not to test this rule. I could glance downwards but the back of my head was to stay in touch with the bed or pillow. My legs were to stay apart and I was to follow her instructions although, as a baby girl, she made no real demands on me. Mommy spoon fed me and made me drink many bottles of that apple juice so I was getting diapered throughout the day.

The paddling was surprisingly unpleasant for such a quick and light punishment. I was always good at taking spankings but not that time. Before I had known my hand had dipped too low she quickly pulled me up and over her lap. I wasn't my tough self anymore.

I was a baby girl scared and ashamed that I was going to be spanked. I closed my eyes tight and suckled my binky as I hoped she would change her mind. The paddling was unceremonious and not playful. My bottom got ten firm paddle strokes in half a minute that left me quivering and about to sob like a baby. Each stroke was a fiery reminder that I had been bad. Had she spanked me any longer I don't know how long I would have wept like the baby mommy had made me be.

When she was done I wanted nothing but to be diapered again and to please mommy and do as she pleased.

I soon found these rules gave her full access to do what she wished to me while I could only wonder what was happening. This ranged from little accidents as she applied cream and oil to my tender bottom to inserting a plug. Luckily, I never found myself wearing a diaper and a plug for very long. The frequent changes made mommy want to try a variety of ideas. I found myself wondering what was about to happen as I felt yet another diaper growing heavy.

Knowing that my legs would soon be in the air kept my mind on how vulnerable I was to mommy's whims while being changed. I am only happy that she didn't follow through on her threat to put glycerin plugs in my bottom.

After lunch I was milked again. I accepted another soapy enema and crawled willingly into place to be restrained for the milking. This time she drained me completely and I could only feel frustration and growing arousal as she took me over and over as her baby girl once even cutting a tiny hole in my diaper that she reinforced with tape so she could take me through it. She played with me at will and made me please her in many ways. Mommy never once had to restrain me other than to tell me what to do other than once so that she could tickle me until I lost voluntary control and flooded my di-dy.

After hours of frustration I was able to become erect. Seeing this, mommy bound me to a chair with my legs apart. Once again, I was fully secured, blinded, silenced and helpless. Even my waist was strapped down.

"Mommy wants another kind of pleasure from her baby girl." She said as I felt her slide her hands down my shaft.

When she was done, I could feel the snug embrace of a condom wrapped on me as mommy mounted my lap. She rubbed herself against me until I was painfully stiff.

She took me without warning and I felt myself being enveloped by her warmth. I didn't enter her so much as she swallowed me. Despite having been denied for so long this was for her pleasure and I could only feel her body and her pleasure growing. She came before I could and got off me as soon as she had been pleased. The condom was left in place to catch my cum as it dripped out of me as I was once again placed in the merciless restraints and milked until I was fully drained and ready to scream or cry.

After several more hours of molestation and diaperings.and a little bit of playful fun. I find myself here in bed again, willingly helpless. At bedtime I suckled mommy's breast until I slipped so deeply into babyhood that I cried softly as my tears ran down her body. When I was done she restrained my leg and told me to go to sleep.

"Thank you, mommy." My first words in over a day and my last before I was pacified were soft and mewling.

I was her baby girl tonight.

"Good night my sweet baby girl" And she gave me another of the endless playful but firm swats on my padded bottom. Why did that sound make me sink even deeper? The apple juice before bed had had that same aftertaste. I find myself drifting off to sleep as the double diaper hugs my loins and I feel my bladder filling. Maybe I'll wet my diaper in my sleep. I feel so good being mommy's baby girl though the day's frustration sits in the back of my mind. I'm not too worried about it though. I saw mommy leave the straight jacket on the bedside chair. ___A Little Diaper Fantasy Day II Despite all the juice mommy had made me drink, I was never awoken by the need to pee. In fact I was never awoken at all and had slept like a baby.well, like the baby girl mommy had made of me.straight through the night. Just as I was about to wonder how I got through the night without wetting my diaper I moved my hips a little and felt something odd. My overnight double diaper was heavy and too thick to shift inside my vinyl panties. My mittened hands moved to feel my diapers and the heft was unmistakable. My stomach tightened a little as I realized I had flooded my diaper in my sleep.

I had willingly become mommy's baby girl. I had let her use me for her pleasure in as many ways as she wanted and had been happy to quietly lay cradled in her arms. But I was becoming anxious. I didn't want to be wetting in my sleep. I had finally been made to wet myself while restrained and left with no other choices and tickled until my bladder gave out on its own but to involuntarily wet in sleep, more than once by the feel of the sodden wetness that filled the padding over my bottom, was becoming alarming. It was a new and real loss of control that I had not been ready for.

Then there was the matter of the milkings. Being completely drained twice combined with being taken over and over for mommy's satisfaction had left me squirming inside. I was aching for relief. I thought about the straight jacket beside the bed and wondered if mommy would put it on me before making me helplessly cum like yesterday.

My trying to rub my diaper through my mittens and zipped up sleeper must have woken mommy because she suddenly grabbed me, turned me on my back and started tickling my tummy and ribs.

"Mornin' honey." She giggled as I began to squirm under her fingers.

"And what were we just doing? Playin' wif our di-dys, were we? Well, mommy will have to help my baby girl play." Mommy turned me onto my belly and sat on my back to pin me down. She continued to tickle me wherever she wanted. She kept tickling different spots and, as I was blindfolded and hooded, I couldn't hold her off if she kept tickling new spots. I could only squirm under her touch. I felt my sleeper being unzipped then lowered halfway down my back and my arms slipped out of the sleeves. Now that my skin was bared mommy started tickling even more as I giggled into my binky.

My bare flesh was sensitive enough to jump at her lightest touches and pokes down my sides.

Mommy then turned around and pulled the sleeper's legs and feeties off to expose my legs and soaked diaper. Still sitting on my back she began to tickle my legs.after giving my butt another of her magical swat and rubs. I began to squirm harder now.

"Now be still or mommy will have to tie baby down." I did my best to hold still as mommy tickled inside my thighs causing my skin to jump under my diaper but if I were in control of myself I wouldn't be wearing a drenched diaper. I kept squirming and bucking despite my efforts to hold still for mommy.

"It seems mommy's baby is a little jumpy this morning.

I'll just have to wear you down a little." Mommy sat me up and I felt the weight of my diaper shift along with me. Mommy removed my mittens and I heard the rustle of material. A little thrill went down my spine as I felt my arms being pulled into my straight jacket. Soon I was wrapped into the restraining garment, my arms hugging myself and held well out of mommy's way. Again my ankles were restrained and spread wide. When mommy had finished I was painfully erect from the memory of what had been done to me the last time I was held like this.

"I wonder what's going to happen now." Mommy purred as she settled in place behind me and pulled me in towards her.

The familiar squeeze of lube sounded was followed by the feel of mommy's hand going down my diaper. She took hold of me and coated me with a thick layer of lube. I leaned back and waited for mommy to take me to the clouds. But her hand did not move.

"I hope you don't expect me to make you cum with all that energy you have baby girl. You have the gift of my hand. Take care of yourself." Ready to scream from frustration but desperate to have my relief, I stroked myself against mommy's hand.

I couldn't move more than a few inches in any direction and it was tiring labor. Nevertheless, I struggled to pleasure myself in her palm. To make it worse mommy would sometimes move her hand with me so that my effort was pointless. Soon I was drenched in dripping sweat and straining to breathe around my binky. I could feel the end building and hoped mommy would allow me to have it.

At last I lost it. My head fell back as my body began to quiver and my breath came in sharp gasps. I felt like I was imploding as a wave of heat spread from my head over my body. As my body lost all sense I spurted into her hand she had cupped around the head.

As I slowly recovered mommy lifted my hood halfway and removed my binky. My head was hanging down over her shoulder as my awareness slowly returned.

"My, that was a good one for my baby. Now open your mouth. I have something for you." I let my lips part and expected a bottle but I only got mommy's hand. She poured my milk into my mouth then slipped her hand over it so that I couldn't spit any of it out.

"Now be a good girl and drink up. Don't you lose a single drop or you'll get a spanking." I had never had this done to me before but I wasn't about to earn another of mommy's paddlings. The taste filled my mouth as I let it go down my throat. I hoped mommy was very pleased since I didn't enjoy the feeling. Mommy did seem quite happy with me as she gently rocked and rubbed my exhausted body while removing my restraints and blindfold leaving my in only my diaper. I was fed a large bottle of something that was like thick milk but sweeter and that satisfied my hunger.

I was surprised when mommy restrained me down on the changing pad since I was always good while being changed. I was unwrapped and heard the thud of the diaper landing in the diaper pail. After I was cleaned a pad was placed under my bottom arching my hips upward.

And there was the enema. I was getting used to my bottom being sealed and filled by it but it still left me feeling violated. I was beginning to wonder if mommy liked to give me enemas because she liked to see me wriggle as my belly swelled or so that my diapers would only be wet when she changed me. My train of wonder was cut off as the click signaled the start of the flow. The fluid was very warm as it entered and I could smell the scent of lemon juice in the air.

After the two earlier cleanings I was filling quickly as I felt the fluid twisting it's way into my body.

It was the largest enema I had yet been given. When the flow stopped I was left to lie helplessly and wait to be released. Still restrained, the enema was deflated and removed. A plug immediately replaced it and was inflated to seal the enema in. The discomfort was growing but mommy rubbed and kneaded my tummy. As mommy was kneeling besides me I noticed her body for the first time that morning. Her dark satin nightie hugged her body and the outline of her panties was clear around her soft hips. My cramping died down a little as I longed to touch her. I strained against my bonds as I wanted to feel mommy's flesh. I wanted her to mount my face and make me please her. I thought of the scent of her body and the touch of her legs grasping my head. I wanted to suckle on her breasts as she played with my diapered bottom. I wanted mommy to fuck me with her strap-on until I passed out from joy. A sudden cramp overtook me. My eyes shut and a tear trickled out of my right eye as I realized how much I had really submitted to mommy. As my eyes drank in her body she stopped smiling. She locked eyes with me as she mounted my chest. Her breasts spilled out as she peeled off her nightie. She cupped her breasts and fondled them as she rubbed her very wet panties on my chest. Another cramp took me and I felt my bottom twitch around the plug. The restraints reminded me of their embrace.

Mommy leaned forward and slipped a nipple into my mouth. I gratefully nursed her as the cramp subsided.

Mommy's breast filled my thoughts as well as my mouth and I felt her hand slide down my chest. Mommy was touching herself and I found myself jealous of her hand. Her nipple stiffened in my mouth as she moaned and writhed on my chest. Again she touched her pussy to my face but with her wet panties in place serving as a frustrating barrier.

She bore her weight down until my nose and mouth were covered. Another cramp mixed with deep desire caused me to bury my hungry lips between her legs. Mommy began to shake violently and her thighs gripped me like a vice as her panties leaked into my mouth.

The release of the enema took several minutes before it was drained and I was likewise drained of energy.

Mommy then led me into the tub and helped me slowly lower myself into the hot water. I couldn't open my eyes as I felt the bubbles wrap around me. I know not how long mommy softly bathed me but I was completely lost in her gentle cleaning. The sponge slid around every crevice until my body was immaculate and I had lost all desire to think, too content to try. My body was carefully shaved smooth again and mommy wrapped a terry towel around me as she lifted me out of the tub.

I was dried and place on my changing pad. The towel remained under me and my naked body was resting still.

I was reminded softly of mommy's changing rules as she threw on a robe and left the room. I moved into my diaper position as best as I could and waited.

"My, she is every bit as adorable as you said she was.

What a cute little baby girl you have." I opened my eyes and found myself looking at a cute blond girl. She couldn't have been a day over 20 and she was looking down on me like her birthday had come early. I don't know why but I made no attempt to hide or cover myself. Maybe mommy had taught me too well or maybe I didn't want a paddling. Maybe I was a baby girl and had no reason to want to cover myself. Mommy came and sat down next to me.

"This is Aunty, Mommy will be going out shopping for a while and she will be babysitting you while I'm out.

Mommy trusts her to take good care of you and you will mind her like you mind me." Mommy then kissed me on the forehead, gave me my binky and left to get dressed.

So there I was, naked and about to be diapered by a babysitter who was barely more than a baby herself. I had no doubt that she planned to diaper me since she was carrying a big pink bag clearly labeled "diaper bag." As if she wasn't girlish enough by being so young she was dressed in a plaid skirt, white tights and a powder pink tank top with "lil' angel" written in puffy letters across her small chest. Her demeanor was clearly that of a young girl playing house with a new doll. If she was acting the part, she deserved an Oscar. But mommy said aunty was in charge so aunty was in charge.

It was soon clear that I wasn't her first baby as she quickly had me pinned into a fresh diaper that was thicker than any I had worn yet. Yes, pinned. Aunty pulled a cloth diaper out of her bag and slid it under my bottom before thoroughly applying cream and powder.

I didn't even try to follow how she folded the diaper before bring it up between my legs and pinning them in place. They were thick and snug and hugged in a very different way than the disposables mommy had been keeping me in. Light pink plastic panties were then snapped into place over my new cloth diaper.

Aunty then dressed me in a white cotton tee. She also slipped my hands into a new pair of baby mittens.

I didn't think about the mittens until they were in place and I realized they made my hands close into loose balls. The mittens had a firm coating and something was slippery between my hands and the cover.

While wearing these my fingers were unless to hold anything. Further, they were buckled at the wrist and a small lock was applied to the buckle I could not remove them and the D ring on the side made it clear they could be used to restrain me. I was also given a new binky that was very similar to the giant one I used except that this one had a much larger leather mouth cover and a strap aunty used to buckle it to my face. Aunty wasn't such a little girl now.

As if the pink plastic panties weren't girlish enough aunty the got out a pair of pure white tights.

She slid them slowly over my legs and over my diaper.

The tights hugged my legs and tickled my skin as aunty ran her hand over them and tugged them into her perfect fit. A quick glace was enough to see that they were semi-opaque but that my new pink plastic panties could be clearly seen through the tights. The also helped my diaper to look slightly bulged out and obvious at a glance. They thus left me looking even more girlish and babyish than if I were only wearing a diaper.

"My goodness, you've made her look so cute. And now those little paws can't get into any trouble. You should thank your aunty as soon as you learn to talk." Mommy had gotten dressed and smiled with delight as she looked me over and examined how aunty had dressed me.

"Now she's had a very busy morning and needs to be put down for a nap. Feed her when she wakes up from the things I've left out in the kitchen. You can watch TV with her when she's done until I get back. Be sure to change her as soon as she gets wet and when she wakes up or she'll get cranky." Yes, aunty gave me a little swat and rub on my new diaper when she put me down for my nap. I might have thought about that for a while if I hadn't fallen asleep at once. My dreams were unfathomable. I slept and floated in a cloud of warmth and wetness.

When I opened my eyes aunty was beaming down on me.

The nap had done a world of good for me and I felt wonderful.

"Baby had such a nice nap. You should have seen how cute you were all snuggled up in your blankie. Now let's get you out of that wet didie." I didn't know what she meant as I didn't recall wetting my diaper but then I felt it. The terry cloth was drooping inside my plastic panties. I had wet my diaper in my sleep again. This was getting a little scary but I felt far too good to care about it right then.

Once again I found myself being restrained on my changing pad but not, to my relief, in preparation for a long enema. Aunty obviously loved to keep me restrained and looked for any chance for an excuse to tie me down. And so I was bound tightly as aunty unrolled my tights, unsnapped my plastic panties and pulled them off. The terry cloth diaper was pulled off next and I was given one of the longest and slowest cleanings I had ever had. She ran her baby wipes over every inch over and over even over skin that hadn't been diapered. They had a sweet smell of aloe and felt tingly on my sensitive flesh.

"Mmm...Pity mommy won't let me play with you. You have such a cute bottom. But I can still have a little fun." She said as she pulled on some rubber gloves and squeezed something into them.

I thought it was diaper rash cream as aunty first smeared it on me. Then it grew a bit cold. Then a bit hot. Then both at once. It wasn't painful but it was a strong sensation that made me jerk against my bonds in surprise and moan into my gag/pacifier. A thin layer was applied all over my front and bottom as I began to squirm under the assault of cold and heat.

When she probed into my bottom with a little of the stuff I really felt it take hold. It took several minutes of writhing for it to wear off and I was not the happiest baby girl in the world when it was over. Aunty looked like she had enjoyed herself immensely. Again she used the baby wipes to clean me with all the care she had used the first time. I got really worried when I felt cream being applied a second time. But this time it was mildly cool and stayed that way, just cream for diaper rash that was liberally applied over my diaper area. A fresh diaper soon snuggly gripped my bottom and I found myself in a pair of very pink vinyl pull-up panties this time. Aunty also dressed me in a new pair of tights that were also white but easier to see through than the first set.

Aunty brought me into the kitchen and sat me down a chair that was just high enough so that my feet didn't touch the ground. I wasn't the least bit surprised when I was strapped into it by the ankles, wrists, hips and chest with the chest restraint being a big, soft "X" that crossed over my shoulders and held me securely to the chair. My feeding spoon, on the other hand, was a bit unexpected. Mommy had been feeding me baby food from jars and formula since she had first put me in diapers but now I sat before a large bowl of peach flavored oatmeal and what looked like a Thanksgiving serving spoon. Aunty removed my pacifier, put a feeding bib over me and started to feed me. The purpose of the oversized spoon became clear at once. It was far too big for my mouth and aunty dipped it fully into the oatmeal after each mouthful. The oatmeal was yummy but I was soon a very messy baby girl as the oatmeal kept spilling over and getting all over my face. I'm fairly sure less than half made it in my mouth. Aunty was having a wonderful time feeding me and I must say I start to find it fun. My spoon had played peek-a-boo with me, been an airplane and a choo-choo and even a bunny wabbit. Aunty did have a lot of nerve scolding me for making a mess when she was done.

Of course she did have to clean up when the bowl was empty.

I was brought into the living room floor and given four bottles of apple juice to finish while aunty cleaned up my mess. I was told not to move from that spot so that aunty could see me from the kitchen. Drinking the juice wasn't the hard part; it was trying to drink with those mittens on. At best I could sort of hold the bottle between my hands and hold it to my mouth. Finally, I gave in and lay back with the bottle resting on me like the baby I was. This helped get the juice down but also helped get a fair bit of air down with it. Aunty jumped a little when she burped me then rubbed her ear. She still managed to tell me what a good baby I was for finishing it all.

I don't know why but I nearly threw a tantrum while we were waiting for mommy to return. I didn't want to sit on the couch. I didn't like the cartoons aunty put on. I really didn't want to have that pacifier strapped to my mouth. Aunty quickly lost patience with me as I began to act up. A sharp whap on the back of my thigh made me stop but then I began to sulk and pout. I was still moody, and seriously in need of a change, when mommy returned home.

She walked past with a big smile and several packages. It began to set in that I had been bad and mommy was now home. They had a little talk out of my hearing as I sat and squirmed in my soaked diaper.

Aunty and mommy came back and let me to my changing pad. Aunty removed my mittens, pacifier, tights and shirt but tied my hands together and over my head.

After stuffing these in her diaper bag she removed my vinyl panties and wet diaper, leaving me bare naked except for the restraints as she put her used cloth diapers in a laundry bag and stuffed it in her diaper bag. As soon as aunty was done cleaning me she asked where mommy kept the disposables.

"Oh, she won't need a diaper for that naughty bottom for a little while. I have other plans for it. Now, do you need to be changed? You must be completely sopping wet by now."

"Yes, ma'am. Please change me." Aunty said.

"Very well but first let me do a little prep on this naughty baby girl." Mommy said as she moved towards me with one of her new bags from her shopping trip and a scowl on her face.

I was getting scared now but was also confused.aunty needs to be changed? I didn't have time to think on it as mommy turned me on to my tummy and closed my legs. She bound them together at the knees with some type of strap restraint that kept my knees slightly apart with a small pad. My hands were then restrained together with a brand new set of the same mittens aunty had used. Mommy had also bought a strapped pacifier but this one was different as it had a couple of holes in the front. After mommy had secured it to my mouth she attached a pump to the front. A few squeezes later and the binky had swelled to fill my mouth. Mommy then hooked a pint size bag with a tube snaking out of the bottom to the hook she used for my enemas. The tube was hooked to the other hole in the pacifier then mommy opened the seal and I saw the greenish fluid slowly flow towards my waiting mouth.

"Now you better drink every drop of that by the time I'm done with changing aunty." I quickly found the fluid flowed fast when I sucked on it. YUCK! It was horribly bitter and clung to every part of my mouth. I wanted to stop it but now that it had started, it continued to slowly ooze into the pacifier but not fast enough to finish in time unless it sucked on it.

Struggling to swallow the nasty drink, I tried to distract myself by seeing aunty get changed. Her changing pad was now next to mine and she was laying back with her legs open and her skirt up revealing a very wet disposable covering her. As I slurped more and more of the foul concoction aunty was stripped of her diaper and mommy slowly cleaned her completely smooth flesh. I was really sorry for being bad now.

Not just because I was stuck with this rancid taste but also because I couldn't really enjoy seeing mommy take care of someone else. My hard work finally managed to get every drop from the bag. Not surprisingly, the taste remained long after I was done drinking but I was able to watch mommy putting aunty into a double diaper that she then strapped into a chastity belt to my great surprise.

"Now only your mommy has the key to this new one so don't you bother trying to take it off. Here's your babysitting pay and thank you for your good work. I sorry my baby girl had to be a brat. I'll make sure she doesn't act up like that again anytime soon." Mommy then walked aunty out as I was left to suffer with the horrid flavor. Mommy took the pacifier out when she returned and pulled me to my feet. I was then led to a chair in the middle of her bedroom while trying to walk with my knees bound together. She sat in the chair then pulled me over her lap. She then attached another strap connecting my wrists to my knees by less than two feet. I was helpless over her lap and knew what I was about to get and knew I deserved it for being so naughty.

"I took the pacifier out so I could hear you crying while I spank you. You were very naughty today and I'm going to give you a very long spanking so that you learn to be a good baby girl." Mommy wasted no time and started swatted my bottom.

The swats stung a little but didn't really hurt.

Though I was in pain I was feeling very sorry and only wanted mommy to forgive me. Mommy kept on spanking me like that. Light stinging swats all over my bottom that kept coming down at a constant pace of about one a second except for an occasional flurry that stung every inch in a few seconds. The spanks weren't that hard but they were starting to build. I was twisting a little in my bonds while the heat grew ever hotter.

And they just kept coming. Swat after endless swat rained down until I was writhing against my restraints. As my eyes welled up mommy continued to scold me for being bad. My skin was now jumping and the spanks seemed like they were endless. Swat, swat, swat, swat, swat, swat, swat, swat, swat. The tears had started falling and I was gulping as I breathed.

Swat, swat, swat, swat, swat, swat, swat, swat, swat, swat, swat, swat. The tears had become open sobbing as I was shaking and hoping for the end. Every inch of my bottom felt like it was throbbing on fire. The spanks kept coming and I had given up struggling and simply lay limp and cried my eyes out and hoped mommy would at last forgive her baby girl.

I don't know how long I had being sobbing before I realized mommy had stopped spanking me. My bottom was seared and mommy was softly rubbing lotion on it. She lifted me up and cradled me in her arms. I buried my head on her shoulder and sniffed on my tears. I could tell that mommy was crying a little as well as she patted my head and rocked me gently.

"Mommy is really sorry that she had to do that but it's all over now and you are forgiven. When the punishment is done it's like it never happened. Now let's get you into a fresh diaper." Mommy unbound me and led me to my changing pad. The lotion mommy used was cold and felt so good on my bottom but I have no doubt that the heat could be felt from a foot away. I closed my eyes as I gingerly climbed onto my changing pad. I tried not to move too much but every contact with my bottom was a shock. I was wondering what has happening as I was sealed into a double diaper with liners well before bedtime. The rubber panties were cause for even more wonder as mommy tugged them into place then pulled the waist taught and locked it closed. The thick diapers, normally very snug when secured by mommy, where now compressed by the tight rubber. The grip they had on me was almost breath taking as every inch of padding firmly held me. I soon found that they held in the heat of my spanked bottom which had been slowly waning but now stayed at a constant burn. The only real comfort was that mommy had used large amounts of powder all over my body and I was smoothly sliding inside the diaper's tight embrace as I felt something smooth being pulled over my head.

It was something fairly large and made of soft pink vinyl. My arms were pulled through the armholes and I soon found myself encased in snug vinyl that covered my torso, arms and diapers. As I watched mommy closed the snaps on the crotch strap I noticed the she was now dressed in a similar outfit although hers was completely clear and less snug than mine. I was able to drink in every inch of her body through it. I felt a twitch inside my diaper and realized how long it had been since I'd been milked.

Mommy had me sit up and straddled me so she could close the garment's zipper behind me. I instantly remembered mommy holding me like this when she had decided to baby me. She pulled me closed and held my head to her breast and told me to please her. Mommy's sweet scent filled me as I suckled her warm nipples through the vinyl. I startled by how much I wanted her right then as I wrapped my arms around mommy and hungrily sought to taste every last inch of her even through the vinyl. I was pulled in tighter and mommy began circling her hips on my lap and rubbing herself against me causing my burning bottom to slide around inside its powdered and padded prison. I was incredibly aroused but soon found the diaper was so tight that I could not get a proper erection. The vinyl I was wearing held my heat in and I sweated constantly as mommy leaned back to offer her nipples to my hungry mouth.

At first I thought it was sweat under mommy's outfit as well but running my hands over every inch I could soon made me realize that she had lubricant between her and her outfit. I also found she had a grown up outfit with no crotch snaps. As I held her slick bottom she grabbed my hips and pulled herself into me and rubbed herself into me. Her nipple grew hard as a stone in my mouth as the came against me.

She quickly regained control of herself, threw me back onto my pad and mounted my face. Her hips were arched forward so that her bottom was in my face and mommy told me to please her bottom. Normally this was a limit for me but mommy knew the layer of vinyl she wore made it ok. I licked her with abandon and ran my hands over her as she writhed on my face and fondled my diaper. She soon came again and changed her position so that my face was pinned against her pussy.

I grabbed her hips and sucked hard on the vinyl drawing her tender folds of flesh into my mouth.

Mommy quickly came twice as I drew her into my mouth for my tongue to assault her over and over.

Mommy climbed off me and undid the lock on my panties. She reached into my diaper and pulled my cock upwards and I became instantly erect. Mommy then squirted and spread a large amount of lubricant onto my erection and relocked the panties. I was pulled to my feet and led to the restraining chair and saw that mommy had brought her strap-on.

The strap-on was soon secured into place.over my diaper. The vibrations were turned on and shut my eyes as the feeling flooded me. I was bound to the chair. Mommy straddled me then impaled herself on her own erection. As she began riding on me my own erection was given lots of little rubs inside my diaper and the glob of lube mommy added. I was so aroused as mommy took me in a bear hug and sank her teeth into my neck as she came. I was trying to rub myself back against mommy but she had bound too firmly to get more than a little stimulation at a time.

Mommy kissed me for the first time since she babied me and began to pump again. This and the vibrations were driving me mad and I know I wouldn't last much longer and I gave in even more. I didn't even want to push back. I was helpless to do anything but accept the pleasure as mommy pleased herself. I closed my eyes and let it happen. I stayed floating on the edge until mommy bore down and ground into me in little circles. That was enough to push me over the edge. I flooded my diaper but didn't feel it as it felt like I came in my mind as my thoughts turned to bliss.

Mommy left me bound up like that while she fed me my dinner. I was back to a baby size spoon this time but I was also back to being fed baby food from jars.

Mommy was being very nice to me and I got an extra jar of peaches spoon-fed to me for dessert. Aunty's apple juice took over during dinner and I had to wet my diaper twice while being fed.

My wet diaper led to another cleansing enema followed by a warm bath. Mommy was getting more intimate each time she cleaned me and I was perfectly cleansed when she pulled me out of the tub and dried me off with the fluffiest towel. I was then put into my nighttime double diapers and a new powder pink color footed sleeper with built in mittens. I soon found that the mittens had wraps that allowed them to be secured at the wrists. I also found the mittens were double layered and left my hands helpless.

I was bottle fed once again before bed then I was introduced to mommy's new swaddling cloth. I was rolled into what looked like a blanket but with a hole for my head and special wraps that bound my arms to my sides inside the wrap. The outside of the swaddling cloth had three straps that held it, and its occupant, securely in place. It was like being in a cocoon when mommy finished securing the straps around me.

As I lay beside mommy safe in the swaddling cloth I was read a short story in mommy's softest and sweetest voice. I was fast asleep before the bedtime tale was done.

Sadly, I had to go when the morning came I had to give up being a baby girl. Before I left mommy changed me from my wet diaper.into a dry one for my trip home. I was smiling as I pulled my pants on over my diaper and gave mommy a hug. My last bottom swat of the day came with a gift bag from mommy with orders not to open it until I got home.

I wasn't at all surprised to find the bag filled with diapers, rash cream and powder. It also had a note from mommy that I would be diapering myself every night for that week and that I would be wearing the other garments in the bag during the day or when not diapered so I would think of her at all times. I also had to shave my legs at least every other day. I was expected to be baby smooth when mommy next felt them.

Mommy also included her large plug for me to wear for a little while each day (and always when playing with myself) so that I would stay ready for mommy to have her way with me. I looked in the bag and found the other garments were cotton panties in my size but certainly in baby girl styles of pink, teddy bears or cute prints. I put them on after I had gotten out of my wet diaper and showered. Having worn diapers constantly for over two days the panties didn't feel too strange but it did seem odd to see my bottom covered in pink teddy bears. I found myself wishing I had aunty's white tights over them. It would be so cute to walk around with my new panties showing through. I pulled my pants on again, smiled and thought of when I would next see mommy.

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