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[lachythelittle]

Edit: if this doesn't get to at least 1000 notes by the time it's over I will have to do all of them up through 10,000 so can people please help out a little bit. I'm purposely not even reading what's on the list below because I'm afraid how bad it would be. I guess I'll find out in a few weeks. I didn't know as soon as I got to each number it would go into effect which means officially wearing diapers panties in a bra 24/7 starting as soon as two more notes happen if it happens when I'm sleeping I will obviously be doing it the following morning

daddy's been trying to get me to post this for a few months and wasn't ready and I'm still not and I really don't think it's a good idea but I will do what I'm told and post it. I'm a sissy of my word and will to everything it says with proof anytime I reach one of the milestones and whenever people ask. Please don't let it get too high and repost it a million times each. But I obviously have no control over it. I really dont think I have many followers and don't think it will even reach 500 in the 3 months I have to leave it up. If you really think I deserve it and I'd be better off living as a sissy baby then do your worst.

10: Wear diapers 24/7 from now on

25: will wear small chastity device 24/7 Only Daddy can unlock.

100: only Sissy underwear allowed with diapers. bra and panties over diaper 24/7.

150 notes: Start using a medium hollow plug while home daily. and bigger plug anytime not at home unless daddy feeds me laxatives.

200: every Friday I will take a strong laxative before bed or a mineral oil enema so I spend the weekend in messy diapers with no control

250 notes: Spend $100 on sissy clothes to be modelled on tumblr (must be pink)

350 notes: Spend $100 on Bluetooth plug and post the details on Tumblr so people can check if I'm behaving and plugged when they want.

500 notes: Sit on a 8-inch dildo once week for 30 min

600 notes: Listen to 1 audio file of sissy baby hypno before bed

700 notes: Wear androgynous or feminine clothes at home from now on

800 notes: Practice deepthroating a dildo twice a week

800 notes: I can cum only once a month

1000 notes: Sit on a 7-inch dildo 2 times a week for 30 min

1100 notes: Wear ONLY androgynous or feminine clothing in public from now on

1200 notes: Wear only juvenile or pink sissy clothing at home

1400 notes: I have to wear a corset under my clothes everyday

1500 notes: Use a large hollow plug now

1600 notes: Use a smaller cage

1650 notes: I can only watch/listen to girly media, anything masculine or geared towards males is banned

1700 notes: Sit on an 8-inch dildo 3 times a week for 30 min

1800 notes: Listen to sissy hypno every time I do have any kind of sexual contact

2000 notes: Make a Twitter account archiving proof and progress

2200 notes: Every week either post proof/update pics of locked chastity, gif of current dildo riding, gif of current plug insertion, and pics of current sissy outfit that I'm being made to wear from these tasks

2500 notes: I have to permanently use she/her pronouns

2600 notes: Sit on a 9-inch dildo 4 times a week for 30 min

2700 notes: Lock myself in crawl booties for 3 hours every day

2900 notes: Use a smaller cage

3000 notes: Buy the most embarrassing humiliating sissy pink dress which my followers will choose via a poll(with all the ruffles and it locks when zipped up)

3100 notes: I can only wear a dress or skirt in public from now on

3600 notes: Get Started on Estrogen

3700 notes: Sit on a 10-inch dildo 5 times a week for 1 hour

4000 notes: Once a week, I have to replace my plug with a dildo while I'm out in public for the day

4200 notes: I can only cum once a year

4300 notes: Buy breast/nipple pumps and use it twice a week to increase the size

4500 notes: Put on an inverse chastity cage from now on and no more edging or unlocking

4600 notes: Start an OF

4800 notes: Clicker train myself to get piss or shit my diapers when on comand

5000 notes: Make an Amazon Wishlist and add 100 sissy diaper fag clothes for anyone to buy. Anyone who buys them will get a free show with what they bought

6000 notes: Use an XL hollow plug now

6500 notes: glue the lock shut, flush the key down the toilet.

7000 notes: Listen to any hypno file people send me (including Bambi Sleep files)

7500 notes: Let anyone make demands in my messages, with daddy’s permission I will perform the one he deems most acceptable for a sissy diaper fag like me.

8000 notes: Get blackmailed by someone of daddy’s choice

8000 notes: I will get lip fillers to have plump bimbo lips

9000: I will set EVERY article of male clothing i own on fire.

10000: I will get breast implants, the size of which will be determined by a poll.

10100: I will go to a bridal store and try on as many dresses as possible, taking pictures in each.

10300: I will get hair transplant surgery

10500: I will Legally change my name to whichever name the poll picks from daddy’s suggestions

11000: I will exclusively wear dresses, blouses and skirts in public.

11500: I will get ass implants, size to be determined by poll.

12000: I will make EVERYTHING i wear pink and will aim to eradicate any other colour from my day to day.

12500: I will get several sissy tattoos, locations and contents to be chosen by polls.

13000: I will get facial feminization surgery.

13500: I will begin looking into more effeminate jobs which I can apply for, be it a receptionist, air hostess or a personal assistant for example.

14000: I will get vocal feminisation surgery to sound more like a woman.

[lachythelittle]

I am a diaper sexual

I am a diaper sexual

I am a diaper sexual

I am a diaper sexual

I am a diaper sexual

I am a diaper sexual

I am a diaper sexual

Baby beta edit for this video

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I cannot stop thinking about diapers. I cannot stop thinking about being a diaper cuck. I cannot stop thinking about changing my whole life to revolve around diapers, changing everything about myself to be a diaper cuck.

I want to be ruined, I want to be a locked diaper sexual.

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I’m a paci princess

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Sitting in my soaked pink diaper sucking my paci, I want to be sucking cock instead. Hypnotise me, ruin me

[lachythelittle]

I just made a big mess in my night time nappy, I need to know if I should change or go out and run my errands messy and wet. Someone help me decide and you will be rewarded with photo proof hehe

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Holy moly I just had a nap on the couch and wet myself without a diaper on, next to my partner who doesn’t know about my diapers 😭

[lachythelittle]

Dumb sissy Jessabelle at it again. All she thinks about these days is cock and getting her pussy used. Please expose and humiliate me I want to be completely ruined giggle. Xoxo. 🩷🩷🩷

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UGH 😭🤍

Bedtime For Bobby

The four of us were watching TV in the living room; mommy, her boyfriend, my babysitter, and myself. I was very caught up in the show we were watching and didn't notice as mommy started to flirt and become amorous with her boyfriend on the couch next to us. All I know is that at one point in the show, she turned to my babysitter and said "It's bedtime for Bobby". Without any hesitation, my babysitter stood up, grabbed me by the wrist, and pulled me to my feet. "But it's only 8:30," I whined. The show we were watching was just getting to the good part and now I was going to miss it. "Time for beddie-bye," my mommy said simply and unsympathetically. End of discussion. When my mommy or babysitter made a decision, there was no room for argument. I knew from experience that challenging her further only meant a trip over my babysitter's lap for a hard spanking. I pouted as my she led me by the hand down the hallway and into my nursery. As usual, the familiar, childish smells of baby powder, plastic, and stale, wet diapers, greeted us as we entered the room. It was a continual source of frustration to me, that all my decisions were made for me by someone else. What kind of clothes I would wear, when my diapers would be changed, what time I was put to bed, and a myriad of other things. My babysitter, a strict, but buxom and beautiful woman in her mid-thirties, began stripping my clothes off, including my damp trainers and plastic panties, while I stamped my feet and complained.

"I still don't understand why I hafta go to bed so early," I told her bitterly, "that show still had another half hour before it was done." "You're getting an early bedtime because your mommy wants to have sex with her boyfriend," she explained curtly as she pulled my shirt from over my head, "so that means diapers and an early beddie-bye for you, Sissikins." It was all so unfair! While I was being dressed up like an incontinent toddler, the woman who I had made marriage vows to, was about to have wild, raucous sex with her boyfriend. I briefly considered putting up a protest, but the paddle hanging on the wall made me reconsider. My babysitter had shown no hesitation in making use of it, and I had lost track of the amount of times she had reduced me to tears with it. Indeed, the memory of last night's painful and humiliating spanking was still fresh on my mind. I certainly wouldn't be arguing about who or who wouldn't be seeing me in my diapers anymore. My nightly underwear were already laying out on the changing table for me and my babysitter led me over to them now that I was completely nude. Fussy and still pouting, I sat down on the thick, soft stack of fluffy diapers. My babysitter took the baby bottle from the warmer and handed it to me to drink. Then she grasped my ankles, and swung them upward as she smeared a thick, sticky layer of Desitin across my bottom cheeks. It was hard to ignore gazing at my babysitter as she went about her task. Long, flowing blonde hair framed her pretty face and her snug top looked incredibly sexy around her large, plump breasts. I stared at them anxiously, frustrated that they should be so close, and yet so far. Nevertheless, I had to be careful; she had paddled me once before for staring at them too long and I wasn't eager to go over her lap tonight. Still, my tiny little penis throbbed anxiously inside it's chastity tube as I gazed hungrily down her top. "This is right where you belong--diapered and in your crib while your mommy gets satisfied by a real man," she said as she powdered me thoroughly, pulled the soft, bulky cloth up between my legs and pinning either side around my narrow hips, "it was ridiculous to think that you could ever handle a woman like her in the bedroom. "Just ridiculous," she repeated, "Bedwetters like you belong in thick, absorbent diapers with plastic panties, in a crib, where you can't interfere with Mommy's fun." My lower lip jutted outwards in a full blown pout. It's true that my performance had been pathetic, the few times I had tried to make love to my wife, but still--it was so unfair for her to take on a lover and reduce me to the status of a toddler. But worse than that, was the chastity device that she had locked around my little penis. It was my constant companion, and it deprived me of both erections and orgasms. With its titanium lock securely closed, my emasculation was complete. My babysitter was snaking a pair of colorful yellow nursery print plastic panties up my skinny legs as she looked down at me condescendingly.

"Aren't you glad that mommy has a real man in her life now? She's always bragging to me how big Chris's cock is and how it gets to places you've never been. She told me that she had never had an orgasm with you, but now--oh my god--she has the most incredible climaxes.

"Making you her cuckold sissy baby was the smartest thing she ever did." Her bragging about Mommy's boyfriend only made me more jealous and my brow furrowed with pent up frustration. I whimpered with humiliation as I continued to nurse from the warm milk in my bottle as she tugged the waistband of my plastic panties around the fat diaper, making sure all the thirsty, bunny soft cloth was contained inside. "There," she said satisfied as she snapped the elastic waistband of the waterproof panties, "Mommy's little bedwetter is all set for a long night in his crib."

I blushed with embarrassment as I gazed down at the fat, humiliating diaper and shiny plastic panties that made me look like an overgrown infant. In no time, she had put white lacy anklets on my feet and selected a lemon yellow fleece top for me to wear. It was short, with a frilly hem that barely went down to my navel and a script across the chest, just above the playing teddy bears that said "Bedwetters wear diapers". "This is certainly appropriate," she remarked dryly, as she held it over my head. I raised my arms and let her pull it down, the short, puffy sleeves making my thin arms look even more effeminate. Standing me up before the mirrored closet doors that faced my crib, she gently patted me on my thickly padded seat as she stood behind me. "There, take a look at yourself, sissy boy," she said as she stood behind me, "ready to say goodnight to your mommy?" Looking into her stern eyes, she made me feel so weak and inferior. And it didn't help that she towered over me in her high heels. I sniffled miserably and nodded my head. Even though we had acted out this routine many times in the past, the humiliation never got any easier to take. Having to appear before my wife and her lover, dressed like a diaper dependent child, and thank him for satisfying her--the shame was more than I could bear. Handing me my stuffed teddy bear, she led me by the hand out of the nursery and down the hallway where the other two were already busy making out. The thickness of the fat diapers I was now wearing, gave me a babyish waddle as I trundled into the living room. I burned with jealousy to see my wife straddling her boyfriend's lap and French kissing him passionately. Her silky skirt was pulled up and he was stroking her smooth, sexy thighs which were on either side of his own. My babysitter cleared her throat and giggled. She loved nothing better than to see me humiliated, and she went out of her way to make it happen whenever she could. My wife looked up with amusement at us and smiled. "Well, looks like someone is all diapered and ready for beddie-bye in his crib," she said with a wicked smirk. "Yes mommy," I replied miserably as I blushed deeply. There was a brief, but awkward pause as I stood there, shuffling my feet, and staring at my wife's deep cleavage from her unbuttoned blouse. I knew I looked ridiculous, holding my teddy bear and my baby bottle of milk. "What do you say, Bobby?" my babysitter prompted me. I sighed and gritted my teeth, blushing as I prepared to utter my shameful line. "Thank you for satisfying my mommy and showing her how a real man performs in bed," I told her boyfriend. My face was burning and my humiliation, overwhelming. "You're welcome, sissy boy," Chris said smugly, "Now get lost so we can have some fun." "Yes Sir," I replied obediently as my face reddened even further. My babysitter swatted my thickly diapered bottom authoritatively, took my hand and led me back down to the nursery. "Alright, baby boy, let's get you tucked into your crib," she said as she drew back the baby blankets. I crawled into bed as she took my bottle and replaced it with another one, fresh from the bottle warmer. I could hear my mommy giggling as the two of them made their way to the master bedroom. My babysitter settled down on the edge of the crib mattress and held the bottle to my lips as she smiled down on me. "How long has it been since you had a dry night?" she asked me. I shrugged sheepishly. Since being diapered at nights and reduced to the status of a toddler, I soon became a chronic bedwetter. Perhaps it was the stress of losing my wife to another man, or maybe it was just the psychological impact of wearing diapers every night. But whatever the case, I couldn't remember a morning that I hadn't woken up, soaking wet. Very soon, I could hear the distinctive sound of my mommy moaning in the next room. My babysitter could hear it as well, and she smiled down on me with satisfaction. "Hear that, sissy? That's the sound of a real man pleasing your mommy," she taunted me.

I tried to ignore what we were hearing but her cries of pleasure were only getting louder and more urgent. Soon, she was calling his name and praising his cock as he pounded her enthusiastically. "Oh-Oh-Oh-OH! OH MY GOOOOOD! How can your cock be so biiiiig?"

My own tiny little penis flexed impotently inside its restrictive chastity tube. Despite my humiliation, I was desperately horny but knew there was absolutely nothing I could do about it. I sucked the fat rubber nipple in my mouth in frustration, wishing I could ignore the sounds but knowing it was impossible. "Sounds like mommy is really getting it good tonight, hm, Bobby?" she beamed, "but don't let it concern you--it's none of your business anymore." I hated it when she teased me like this but I couldn't close my ears to any of it. All I could do was drink my milk as fast as I could so she'd leave me alone.

"Aren't you happy that mommy is getting a nice, big, hard cock to satisfy her? She used to tell me that you would cum in about 30 seconds and even then, it wasn't anything substantial. But now she's got a real man who knows how to use it, and he's using it right now--that's for sure," she giggled. I tried to look away, but she turned my face back towards her, to force me to look into her eyes. "You have no one but yourself to blame for this, sissy boy. No woman would have an ounce of respect for a pathetic bedwetter like you who wears diapers and baby panties. And now that her boyfriend is holding the keys to your chastity device, you can kiss those days of brief orgasms goodbye." A tear trickled down my cheek as I finished the last of the warm milk. My tummy was full and I could feel it sloshing around inside me, soon to be emptied into my waiting diapers. "All done?" she asked as she removed the bottle from my lips and rose up. The loud cries of ecstasy from the master bedroom were still going at full force and I nodded miserably to my babysitter. She closed the rail to my crib and snapped the lock shut, looking down at me as she did. "Good night, Bobby," she said as she reached down and pushed my pink pacifier between my lips, "Enjoy your crib and wet diapers," she said with a smirk.

THE END

[lachythelittle]

👉🏻👈🏻 yes pwease

[lachythelittle]

These are so cute! If only they were in Australia 😭

Little for Big "Potty Pants" diapers

💜💙So cute, I love them.💙💜

Only available on Amazon Canada at the moment .....

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✨That’s right little one this diaper is for your little bottom. Come to Mama. ♥️✨

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Exposing fellow sissies 🥹

This is what I am meant to be. No more hiding 💕

Pls share so everyone can at how pathetic I am 🫣

[lachythelittle]

So you like being hypnotized?

Maybe you should like or reblog this post.

That might let me know that you want me to dm you.

And you might be giving me permission to hypnotize you.

Who knows? Maybe these things will happen.

There's only one way to find out if it will, isn't there?

You know what to do.

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This was one of the first AB stories I read that got me hooked, intoxicated with the thought of being someone’s little. So happy I was able to re-read it today!

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This is.. wow

Mommy’s Spoiled Little Girl

“Anna!” Katelyn yelled to her stepmother. “The T.V.’s broken!”

“Oh?” Anna replied. “It worked perfectly fine last night.” She did her best to sound surprised, but knew that her petulant stepdaughter wouldn’t notice anyway.

“The channel won’t change! And the volume won’t go down.” Katelyn complained, her voice an aggravated whine. “I can’t turn it off! I’m getting tired of seeing this dumb baby show!”

Anna poked her head into the living room. “The remote is probably broken, silly. Just get up and use the buttons.”

“Ugh, fine!” Katelyn stood from the couch and crouched in front of the sixty-inch flat screen T.V. “I can’t find ‘em…”

Anna smiled. “Keep looking, pumpkin. You just gotta look close.”

Katelyn huffed and sat down on the carpet. She couldn’t wait to turn the infantile T.V. show off. There was something about it that made her feel weird. The more it played, the harder it became for her to not hear the dialogue. Her eyes felt drawn to the bright colors on the screen. With it less than a foot away from her, it became even harder. Her search for the buttons became half-hearted. She dragged her hands along the underside of the T.V. Her fingers glided across the buttons several times, but she had become too distracted to notice. Her eyes were glued to the screen, her hands dropped to her sides, and her thoughts grew silent.

Anna watched with glee as Katelyn grew quiet and leaned in further. She had planned all of this. Neither the remote nor the T.V. were broken. Anna had removed the batteries from the remote and put a special recording on the screen. Something she had bought online that was guaranteed to help rein in unruly children. Anna had been worried that the video might not have worked given that her step-daughter was in her early twenties, but it seemed to work just as intended.

Anna decided it was time for a test. “Did you find the buttons yet, Katy?” She asked. Katelyn hated the nickname, especially when the person that used it was her stepmother.

Katelyn looked around, a look of confusion on her face. She lifted an arm to feel under the T.V. again, but quickly dropped it as something exciting happened in the video. She was so out of it that she almost forgot to respond. “Nuh uh…” She mumbled.

The main characters of the show, two young girls named Ara and Bee, talked to one another about how they hated growing up.

“I wish I could be a little girl again!” Ara said. “Being a big girl stinks.”

Bee nodded in agreement. “I miss naps! And having mommy hold me and call me her good baby girl.”

“Don’t you?” The two characters asked in unison, the question pointed at the viewer.

Katelyn, a silly grin on her face, nodded. The two cartoon girls grinned as if they knew Katelyn would agree.

“We should all be babies again!” Bee exclaimed.

“Yeah!” Ara agreed. “Good little girls that do everything our mommies tell us.”

Bee stuck her thumb in her mouth and giggled. “I’m already getting started.”

“No fair! I wanna join.” Ara replied. Then, to the viewer she said. “Let’s suck our thumbs like babies!” And then followed Bee’s example.

Katelyn’s face turned bright red with embarrassment as she looked at her hand. Anna, felt her heart race as she watched. Would this be too much for her grown daughter to give into? Was her plan out the window?

Ara and Bee had already planned for this. “Go on!” Ara encouraged. “It makes you feel calm and happy!”

Katelyn’s grin returned as she eagerly stuffed her thumb in her mouth. With little hesitation she greedily sucked. Drool soon covered her lower hand and chin as she continued to follow the video’s instructions. Her mind blank save for what happened on the screen.

“Good baby!” The two praised.

“But thumb sucking isn’t everything, Bee.”

“You’re right…what else should we do?”

The two thought for a moment and noisily sucked on their thumbs. Katelyn was glad to follow along.

“Oh, I know!” Ara exclaimed. “Babies need their mommies!”

Bee looked to the view again. “Go get your mommy and have her watch this video with you!”

Ara nodded. “And don’t forget to crawl like a baby!”

Katelyn looked conflicted and for a moment Anna grew worried. She quickly realized that the look of anguish was due to Katelyn having to stop sucking her thumb in order to crawl. Once she resigned herself to the task, she eagerly crawled to Anna and tugged at her skirt. Now stationary, Katelyn sucked on her thumb again. She didn’t even take it out to speak.

“Mommy!”

Anna could hardly hide her excitement. Katelyn, the potty-mouthed stepdaughter that never respected her nor showed her any sign of respect now called her mommy and crawled around on the floor like a baby. Anna grabbed the baby bottle she had tucked away in the kitchen and tousled Katelyn’s hair. “Yes, baby girl?”

Instead of speaking, Katelyn pointed to the T.V. and began to crawl back excitedly. Anna followed her and sat down cross-legged on the carpet. Without a prompt, Katelyn crawled up in her stepmother’s lap and glued her eyes back to the T.V.

The two girls had found their mommies in the T.V. show as well. They sucked their thumbs in their mommies laps and let the grown-ups take over.

“Do you have your mommy, little girl?” Ara’s mommy asked.

“Yeth!” Katelyn replied. She bounced up and down in Anna’s lap.

“You make a very good baby.” Bee’s mommy praised. “And now that your mommy’s here she can take care of you and help you realize your new role as her good little baby!”

“Mommies,” Ara said, “it’s time to feed the little baby!”

Katelyn gasped as her thumb was pulled free of her mouth by Anna. Her eyes widened as the oversized nipple of a baby bottle was stuffed in her mouth. Without a thought, her eyes closed and her tongue went to work.

The two mommies bottle fed their own girls and for a moment, only the sound of suckling could be heard. Anna couldn’t help but use the time to gloat over her victory.

“That’s it, Katy. Drink it all up. Wave goodbye to your continence just like you did with your dignity.”

Katelyn didn’t seem to understand. She just looked on and giggled.

“Mommy’s in charge from now on and your days as a naughty girl are over. No more late nights out drinking. No more loud sex with boys in your room. Just early bedtimes and diaper changes for you.”

Katelyn babbled around the nipple and milk dribbled down her chin.

“You’re going to be so much less of a handful no, aren’t you? Aren’t you? Your daddy’s gonna be so happy when he sees you drooling on yourself in a playpen. Yes he is!” Anna tickled Katelyn’s tummy and she laughed with delight.

“Now finish your bottle, little girl. You’re going to love this next part.”

In less than a minute she had drained the bottle. Her chin and shirt were now soaked in a mixture of drool and formula. She leaned back against Anna’s chest, a blissful expression on her face.

“Is the baby all done?” Ara’s mommy asked. “Good!”

Bee’s mommy bounced her daughter on her knee and smiled. “Now’s time for the babies to learn that they’re babies for a reason!”

With that the two girls began to squirm in the mommies’ laps. They were pacified to soothe their discomfort as they whimpered and farted loudly.

Katelyn quickly followed their example. Anna pulled an oversized pink pacifier out of her pocket and held it in front of her stepdaughter’s lips. With no shame, Katelyn grabbed the nipple with her teeth and sucked on it. She grunted and her tummy rumbled. She spread her legs and a loud, wet fart escaped her backside. The shock of it caused her bladder to release and she flooded the crotch of her red lace panties. Anna lifted Katelyn’s skirt just in time to see her soak through them. She grimaced as the warm liquid covered her legs and puddled on the floor.

“You’re lucky mommy loves you.” Anna said.

Katelyn just sighed in relief and farted again, even louder this time. She grunted louder and longer. A strained expression on her face.

“Uh oh.” The cartoon mommies said. “We know that face.”

Katelyn, Bee, and Ara pooped themselves in unison. Katelyn’s panties sagged and grew discolored as she helplessly messed herself.

“If only all those boys on Tinder could see you now.” Anna teased. “Maybe I should take a few new pictures to add to the profile and see what they say then, hmm?”

Katelyn didn’t respond. She was too busy enjoying the cartoon and the relief she felt at her now empty stomach.

“Awww! Did the little baby have an accident?”

“Babies can’t control themselves. That’s why they need mommies!”

“And cute, thick diapers for all their big messes.”

The two mommies looked at the viewer. “No more big girl panties for you, little baby! Your mommy will keep you diapered from now on.”

Anna reached back and slid a large pink diaper bag out from underneath the coffee table. “You heard the cartoon, Katy. You’ve lost your big girl privileges. Understand?”

Obedient as ever, Katelyn nodded.

Anna lifted her from her lap and placed her down on a square baby blanket. She stripped Katelyn nude, wiped her clean, and slipped a thick pink diaper underneath her butt. Katelyn giggled as Anna powdered her butt and crotch. She did whatever her mommy asked and seemed thrilled to watch herself get taped snugly into the thick diaper.

Katelyn sat perfectly still on the floor. A line of drool ran from her chin down to her exposed breasts. The thought of being naked save for a diaper in front of her stepmother and the open living room window didn’t occur to her. Her mind was blank save for the feelings the video had imprinted on her.

“My, my you girls look so cute in your diapies!”

“It’s like they belong in them.” Bee’s mommy agreed.

“It looks like our work here is done. But don’t worry. Your mommy will take things from here!”

“Just remember to be on your best behaviour and do everything your mommy says!”

Katelyn nodded slowly. She took the words to heart.

“Wasn’t that such a fun video, baby girl?” Anna asked.

“Yeth mommy!” Katelyn said with a smile.

“Do you want mommy to let you wear big girl panties again?”

“Nuh uh! I wuv my diapies!” The grown woman said around her pacifier. “I dun wanna be a big gurl!”

Anna leaned down and gently wiped the spittle from her stepdaughter’s chin. She smirked at the yellowed sagging crotch of Katelyn’s diapers. Hardly thirty minutes could go by without her losing control again. “That’s very good, Katy. You never were a big girl. Just a spoiled little brat pretending to be one. But don’t worry, you look the part now. And mommy will make sure all your little friends see.”

“Weally?!”

“Of course! Now that we don’t have to worry about you throwing house parties and needing someone to bail you out, mommy and daddy can take vacation again. And that means you’ll be needing a babysitter.” Anna reached into the pile of Katelyn’s belongings and pulled out her cell phone. “Now, who I should call first…?”

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Applies to any girls out there, cis, trans, whatever