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The bright lights of the streaming setup felt like a spotlight on my shame, every shadow a reminder of the small, padded cell that was now my prison. I shifted against the restraints, the medical straps digging into my skin, a futile attempt to escape the humiliating reality. I was dressed in this ridiculous blue onesie, a stark white diaper peeking out from beneath, and the cuffs on my arms and legs were a constant, chafing reminder of my captivity. My mouth was gagged, and I could only watch the taunting messages flood the chat as the camera zoomed in, my terror laid bare for all to see.

I glanced at the chat box, a tidal wave of cruel words washing over me – some mocked my predicament, some made lewd suggestions, a few even offered to “help” my tormentor. This wasn’t a game; this was my life, reduced to a public spectacle. I tried to yell, to scream, to do something, but the white ball in my mouth robbed me of my voice, and the straps held me firmly in place. This was her doing, this "Mistress," who had stolen my freedom and now was showing me off like a prize.

Then she moved into the frame, her voice amplified by the microphone, a honeyed poison that dripped with mockery. "Look at our little boy," she purred, her hand tugging at my restraints, and a wave of laughter flooded the chat. "He tried to trick me. He thought he was smarter than me. But who is laughing now?" I could only watch as she adjusted the camera, giving the audience a closer look at my tearful face. "Our little Ethan can't talk with that big ball in his mouth. But he can see all of you. He can see what his actions have caused." This "punishment," as she called it, was about more than the diaper and the straps; it was about stripping me of everything, making me feel as pathetic and powerless as possible. I was trapped, a live-action punishment play performed for the twisted amusement of strangers and my cruel captor.

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DIAPERED stories

The Baby Shower Pt.1

How could this have happened to her? It didn't seem real... Maddie had no sense of how long it had been, of how much time she'd spent here, in this room, alone, but she knew, at the very least, that morning she'd been a normal adult, sexy, confident, with a hot fiance, Luke... And now...

She heard the sound of laughter drifting in through the open window and blushed, despite knowing it couldn't be directed at her. Nervously, she sat up on the bed, wincing at the sound of the diaper crinkling beneath her, at the feel of the bulky padding changing her every movement, as she grabbed the curtain to try and cover herself, peeking out to get a good view of the party going on in the back yard.

She was supposed to be down there... She was supposed to be the life of the party! Florence had invited her to her baby shower out of nowhere - Maddie had to look her up on Facebook to even remember why her name sounded familiar, which turned out to be because they went to high school together - then, when she didn't hear anything back, she'd messaged her, begged her to come.

To be honest, Maddie had been thinking about it anyway... She might not care that much about Florence, but it would be something to do, and she'd get to show off some pics of her fiance to make all her old high school friends jealous. And she wouldn't mind seeing how big Florence had gotten with the baby... After finding her profile, Maddie remembered her as the chubby one. She'd lost quite a bit of weight, according to her pictures, though, since she was pregnant, that almost definitely wasn't true anymore.

It was hard to feel too superior to the woman after getting to her place, however: she'd apparently done pretty well for herself. She was apparently fairly early on in her pregnancy, too, and not really showing yet, or she'd found clothes that did a wonderful job hiding her bump. Maddie was disappointed, and felt a little ripped off, honestly... Wasn't it too early for a shower, in that case? She almost wanted to take her present back!

It wasn't anything big, really, just some things she'd found that she thought were adorable. It seemed strange that Florence knew her baby was going to be a girl already, but Maddie was glad she did... The stuff for them was so cute! She'd found some sweet little hair bows, some tights with ruffles on the bottom, a nice, big, pink bib lined in lace... Whenever the baby finally came, she was going to be the most precious infant around... At least until Maddie had one of her own.

And then... It happened. Maddie couldn't really understand how, or why... Everyone had been so excited to see her, when she'd come in - Florence had, apparently, kept in touch with way more people they'd gone to high school with than Maddie had, even though Maddie had been so much more popular than her - and wanted to get her drinking right away. Maddie was happy to comply... Until she had to pee.

"Actually," one of Florence's nerdy high school friends told her, "the bathroom is out of order."

That was ridiculous... Why would she have a party when her bathroom was broken?! Maddie had never had a particularly strong bladder to begin with... Maybe Florence expected them all to hold it until the end of the party, but why had she been so eager to get people drinking? Maddie tried to distract herself, finally going in to see the nursery, which everyone had told her was amazing.

It was... In a sense. For as early in her pregnancy as she appeared to be, Florence had really gotten right to work on it, getting everything she needed put in already, as if she was ready to pop any minute. There was already a sheet and pillow in the crib, and the changing table was fully stocked... But Maddie supposed she understood; Florence was single, after all, and probably didn't want to bug anyone to help her, so if she was going to do all this, it would be simplest to get it finished before she got too big.

What Maddie didn't get, on the other hand, was why everything was so... big. The high chair, the crib, the changing table... All the furniture looked gigantic! Big enough for her to fit in, easily... To be fair, she hadn't been around much baby furniture, so perhaps it was a standard size... And she'd always been pretty small, which was - according to her, at least - why her bladder was so tiny. It definitely felt like overkill, however.

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