Becoming Their Diaper Slave Part I
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Becoming Their Diaper Slave part 3
By DeeWet
After that, Sandy took me back in her office and said it
was time to go home - my new home as her submissive baby.
Someone would take my car and sell it since I didn't need a
car anymore. As for the boy clothes, they would give those
to charity. Of course, since I had no say in any of this,
she wasn't talking to me, but to someone on the phone.
She let me keep the pacifier out of my mouth as she led me
by the hand to her van, but once buckled into the back
seat; she put it back in for me to suck on.
After we got home, she put me on her leather couch and went
to get me a bottle. I thought about my old life and
sisters, glad that I was starting something new, although I
was a little frightened about my growing dependency on
Sandy. I was quickly going back to becoming a child where
all decisions for me being made by someone else.
"I have a nice bottle of warm milk," Sandy said, returning
with a purple bottle.
She sat down and had me lay my head into her lap as she
feed me my bottle. As she softly rubbed my plastic pants
front with her other hand, she began to speak in a soothing
voice.
"Relax," she said, "Close your eyes and listen to my voice,
and slowly drink the warm milk. Let everything relax as you
listen to me. Your pretty-shoed feet are growing heavy.
They are growing so relaxed in your shoes. Listen to my
voice only, as your smooth legs start feeling heavy."
I slowly sucked on my bottle, falling into a weird state as
she continued telling me to relax.
"Now you are loosing feelings under your wet, safe diaper.
You are so safe and relaxed right now because I am going to
take care of all your needs."
She continued talking in her soft, seductive voice until I
was in such a point of relaxation that nothing else worried
me in the world. Sandy would take care of me.
"Time, to let yourself go. You are no longer a boy, but
Amanda, my little girl. It feels so right to you to be
Amanda. It makes you feel content and safe. No longer do
you need to worry about going to the bathroom. You know
that Amanda is protected by a warm, soft, diaper. Whenever
you feel the slightest pressure to pee, you will not be
able to stop yourself. It will be natural and right to let
the pee flow out no matter where you are because it feels
so good to go in your diaper. When asleep, you will not be
able to stop the flow of pee from escaping. It is right. It
makes you feel good. It makes you feel safe. Whenever you
are out of diapers you will feel afraid."
My whole world was focused on her voice. My body felt as if
where floating on air.
"You are Amanda and you enjoy being helpless in diapers.
Because you are so helpless, you will obey all adults. They
know what is best for you. Only they can change your
diapers. Your little penis will even seem smaller to you
and of no use except to pee from into your diaper. You will
feel as if you have lost all muscle control to stop from
peeing. It is the right thing to do.
"You will feel an uncontrollable need to have your mouth
filled. Without something in your mouth, you will feel sad
and anxious. Whenever you see a man, you will wish that he
was filling your mouth with a hot penis. Having a penis in
your mouth is the right thing for you to do. Sucking on a
penis will make you feel very safe and happy. Wearing a
diaper and sucking on a penis will fill you with extreme
happiness. Only when you make the penis empty its sperm
into your mouth will you be able to have sexual release of
your own, tiny, useless penis.
"You are Amanda and you will only wear girl's clothes and
be protected in diaper, because, Amanda, you cannot control
your bladder. The slightest pressure and it will empty into
your diaper. You are totally dependant on your diapers. You
are totally dependant on Sandy. Without Sandy, you will be
alone and lost.
"I'm going to count to five and you are going to take a
nap.
"One - you're so relaxed. So dependant on diapers. So want
to have your mouth filled with something to suck on.
"Two - you are barely awake. You feel all muscle control of
your bladder leaving you. You have no control over your
bladder. To wet your diaper makes you feel good. It is
right.
"Three - you are almost there. You have no more worries.
You can pee in your diapers and know that Sandy will change
them. You know that having a penis in your mouth is good.
"Four - the last step. Your bladder is draining any
remaining pee into your diaper. You can't stop it. You are
totally dependant on diapers and Sandy..."
I never heard five.
I awoke on the couch and a wave of panic swept over me.
Sandy wasn't there. My mouth was empty. I had to get
something to fill my mouth. While I started to cry, I also
felt warm pee flood the crotch of my diaper.
"It's okay," said Sandy, coming back into the living room.
She had changed into leather pants. "Here's your pacifier."
I hungrily took it into my mouth and began to suck.
"I'm going to take you to a few places to continue getting
you ready to your new life."
A small sense of worry gnawed at my mind. Was this all
going too fast? Was I ready to give up all of my past life
as a boy to become her girl?
She held my chin in her hand and looked in my eyes. "If you
get scared and want to back out, you can, but it's all over
because it would show that you don't trust me. I need you
to trust me with everything." She let go of me. "Now take
my hand and come with me."
I gulped and took Sandy's hand.
Walking around dressed like this in the store was
embarrassing enough, but going outside terrified me. At
least the last time I went out with Sandy I looked like a
teenage girl. Now when the breeze blew I felt that my skirt
had risen and exposed by plastic covered diapered bottom.
Sandy took me to a place in the mall where earrings and
jewelry were sold. She pushed me down in a chair and asked
the girl to pierce my ears.
I tried to stand. She pushed me back down. "Remember what I
said."
The girl looked at me with her ear piercing tools ready. I
was stuck. I couldn't go home looking like this. They both
giggled when I slowly nodded and closed my eyes.
A sharp pain came to each ear and I felt like crying. I
opened my eyes and saw two pink post earrings in my ears.
"That's a good little girl," said Sandy.
Next was a place where they did nails. Although, I was
wearing a diaper, Sandy wanted me to have big girl nails.
I'm sure this was another way to keep me as her slave since
the nails would not come off for weeks.
This nail shop was like most, as it was run by Korean
women. It was humiliating to have them whispering at me in
Korean and point. The worst was when they got their nerve
up to come over closer to ask if I was wearing a diaper.
"She wears a diaper or she would make a mess on your
chair," Sandy said.
Everyone laughed at me.
I was tired when we got home so Sandy stripped me down to
just a diaper, plastic pants and a purple shirt.
"Now you rest while mommy gets ready." She lowered the side
of my crib and I climbed onto the plastic covered mattress.
Something felt weird as she spoke. I could faintly remember
her words as I had fallen asleep on her lap. The crotch of
my diaper grew warm and I realized I was wetting with out
any thought of doing it. I tried to squeeze my muscles to
stop the flow with no luck. I took out my pacifier. "Did
you do something to me to make it impossible to keep from
wetting?"
"It is another way to bond us together," she answered. "You
must always wear diapers until I decide to put you in
another trance and undo my commands."
For some reason I felt panic until I put the pacifier back
into my mouth.
"Carl and I are going out tonight," she said.
"Unfortunately we don't have a baby sitter for you." She
started brushing her hair. "We'll have to take you with us
and leave you in the van."
As she brushed her hair, Carl came out of the bathroom,
naked and wet. His large cock stood out strait with a giant
hard-on. Weakness flowed up my legs and I sucked hard on my
pacifier, wanting him to fill my mouth.
"Sorry, Amanda," Sandy said. "He's mine tonight."
He smiled and stroked his cock at me. I wanted him so badly
I could cry.
Sandy finished her hair and walked over to my crib. "Let's
get you ready for tonight."
I wasn't sure what she meant as I climbed from the crib
when she lowered the side wall. "This will have to do until
we get a changing table," she said, patting the plastic
cover on her bed.
Any doubt I had about my bladder control was lost when she
removed my diaper. Helplessly, I watch urine squirt in the
air from my exposed, shrunken, tiny penis.
Sandy laughed. "You bad little girl." She pushed my legs up
and told me to hold them as she put a large plug into my
exposed butt. I moaned around my gag and it stretched me.
She replaced my disposable diaper with a thick pink cloth
diaper. To make it thicker, she also put in a doubler
before pulling the diaper to my hips and tightly pinning
it. She brought out a huge pair of plastic pant with a
nursery print.
Carl came back in the room carrying my travel bag. "We're
going to put this on you to keep you safe in the van while
we party like grown-ups."
I started to whine about having to be bound in the bag when
she silenced me with the penis gag. The feeling of the
penis in my mouth calmed me and I relaxed as she brought
over pink-footed pajamas.
"These will keep you warm," she said.
The pajamas were warm and bulged out hugely around my
diapered bottom. She next bound me in my travel bag and
left me on the bed as she finished getting ready for her
date. Although, I liked being in diapers, I wished to get
dressed as a big girl and go out on a date.
Carl easily carried me to van in my bag. I was put on the
bed in the back of the van. When we got to their first
stop, Carl put on a porno tape for me to watch while they
were gone The tape was of men dressed as hot women getting
fucked and giving sloppy blow jobs.
It kept me entertained and excited. I continued to pee
uncontrollably
About an hour later, the door to the van opened and Sandy
came in with something for me to eat, and a bottle full of
orange juice and vodka. I was starving.
"Here something for my baby to eat," she said, her voice
sounding slurred and a little drunk. She took out my gag
and sat me up to feed me some applesauce and some green
stuff from baby jars. Next, she sat my head on her lap and
I drank my bottle. "I hope it isn't too boring for you
waiting out here. Do you want a cartoon or some more dirty
movies?"
I told her that the dirty movies were fine.
When I finished drinking my bottle, she put the penis gag
back in my mouth, which was fine with me because for some
reason I felt very anxious without something filling my
mouth. She put in another movie and told me that since I
was such a good little girl, I'd get a special treat later.
Since I was under twenty-one and not used to drinking, the
stuff from my bottle went right to my head. As I watched
some girl on the screen get her face splattered from a
twitching cock, I felt so happy. Safe in my cocoon, wet on
the inside of my diaper, but dry on the outside. Whenever
the slighted hint of pressure came, my bladder released pee
into my thick, waiting diaper. I liked moving my legs and
hearing the sound of the plastic hidden in pajamas and
travel sack. Over the slurping sounds on the TV, I heard
people walking by outside, not knowing that there was a
helpless, bound man dressed in diapers inside the van.
Shortly after Sandy left me, the van door opened again and
a wonderful looking girl came into the van. She smiled at
me and said, "Sandy was so right. You're just darling."
I couldn't respond with my mouth full nor could I resist as
she climbed back to me. "You don't have to look so scared,"
she said, "Sandy paid me to come in here and give you a
nice message."
She released me from my travel bag. "Let's turn off that
TV," she said, glancing up as a man dressed as a little
girl was bent over a stool with a huge man fucking her. "I
brought some nice music to sooth you as I work.
"Now we have to get you out of those pajamas so I can work
on your sweat body," she said to me as she unzipped the
back of my pajamas. "My you're wearing a big diaper, which
is a good thing since Sandy said you can't control
yourself."
I should have been embarrassed being striped down to my
diaper and plastic pants in front of this stranger, but the
bottle had put me in a very weird state of mind. I just let
her move me onto my stomach. She turned on some nice music
and started rubbing my shoulders and neck with skilled
hands and warm oil.
"Let your nerves rise to the top of your skin," she said.
"Let yourself feel the pleasure of my touch."
I always liked to be touched, but unfortunately, no one
touches me much and never had I been rubbed and stroked
like this. It was wonderful and I silently thanked Sandy
around my penis gag. She was so good to me and I knew I was
falling hopelessly in love with her and would do anything
to please her.
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