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“Ok baby, the medicine will take a little bit of time to kick in… You’ll start to feel a tingle as your cock begins to shrink more and more. After you cock shrinks to an unrecognizable size, you will immediately lose control of your bowels and bladder, hence the diaper. I forgot to mention that this loss of control is permanent, these diapers will need to be worn permanently.”

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Lolette has broken the rules regarding patient contact

The regression clinic has strict rules. For example. All staff have to wear diapers. Another rule is that Nurses must not force patients to ejaculate unless this is required by their treatment program

Nurse Lolette broke this rule and now is to be punished

She is first gagged with the thick pacifier and strapped to the table

Next the nurses force her to listen to the powerful hypnosis tapes they use on patients to get them to lose their bladder control and to forget their potty training

Lolette struggles but can’t escape it won’t be long before she too is a drooling vacant incontinent little baby girl

The nurses remove Lolette’s thick diaper for the other punishment she is to suffer

Matron is kind enough to force a muscle relaxant/sedative into Lolettes mouth to loosen her up and reduce her ability to struggle so much

Lolette drifts off to sleep as the hypnosis tapes kick in

And all that is left is for Matron to insert a large butt plug deep into Lolette’s ass. She will wake up wet and uncomfortable. And then her nightmare really begins…

Image credit AB Dreams

A while back I talked about making a diaper audio…. And here is my first attempt! 

I hope you enjoy the experience of wetting your pants in front of me - when it’s not the first time.

Apologies for the rough editing.  If you all enjoy this sort of thing, I’ll edit my next one better.  Let me know what you think!

Emma got used to moving around her friend's house in handcuffs, treated more like a pet than a human. Ever since she had mentioned having a crush on her best friend Natalie, and drunkenly admitted to submissive fantasies of her more successful, prettier, more confident bestie bossing her around and using her Natalie had decided to find out just how far she could take it.

At first Natalie hadn't known how to respond, but Emma seemed so eager to give up control Natalie had to do very little to take it. What started as simple demands, Emma fetching Natalie drinks, or giving foot rubs, or cleaning the apartment soon began taking on a more sexual nature. Natalie had Emma lick her panties clean after dates, denied Emma her own orgasms, and soon had Emma move in, keeping the girl in a tiny box room that used to be a study, but now housed a small bed and a cage.

Emma gave up her possessions as Natalie wrapped her around her finger, selling them while her money, accounts, everything were signed over to her bratty new owner.

Natalie was at most bi-curious, but the power she had over Emma was intoxicating, and after a lot of begging from the submissive blonde, Natalie finally let the girl worship her pussy with her eager tongue, enjoying an explosive orgasm, part from the pleasure given to her, and part from the power she held over her once equal best friend. Now Natalie enjoyed Emma's tongue regularly, especially after she came home from fucking her boyfriend. She loved the scrunched up look of disgust she saw on Emma's face the first time she found Natalie's man's hot load oozing from her pussy, but Emma knew better than to disobey, and licked up every drop.

Omorashi/Desperation Stories & Captions

So I've heard recently that some of you would be interested in an index of the stories and captions I've written so far that have omorashi / desperation elements to them. I was actually surprised when I dug back through my archive and found that I haven't written quite as many in that vein as I first thought – a shortcoming that I'm really going to have to remedy!

Anyway, please just be aware that some of the stories on the list below have only a little bit of desperation, or have it mingled with hypnosis or messing or other adjacent kinky ideas. I hope the list is useful regardless. Enjoy!

P.S. A few folks have said they can't access links like those below, but I genuinely don't know why that might be or how to solve it. If anyone does know, feel free to drop some knowledge on me!

Stories:

A Hike with Daddy

When Duty Calls

When You Gotta Go

Decisions in the Dark

Three Good Reasons

Mile High Baby Part 1 | Part 2

Captions:

Aimee's Choice

Lucy in a Bind

Alysse's Padded Evening

Pretty Little Pull-Ups

Mrs. Stratford's New Babysitter Part V | Part VI | Part IX | Part X

Elsie's Thirsty

Bound Beauty

Competing with Naomi

Anya's New Maid

Daphne & Cara, Part XIV

Struggle, Baby, Struggle

Bedtime for Shana

Dirty Little Dolly

Wet for Charlie

Marisol's Big Mistake

Alyssa's Training, Part Two

Ellen's Initiation

Rosie the Pony Maid

A Weekend with Miss Sweeney

Welcome Home, Jared

Employee Training

Na-na-na-na-na! You’re stuck in diapers! Hahaha! I love seeing you reduced to this. It’s amazing what the regression centers can do, isn’t it honey? I didn’t realise how powerful hypnosis could be. You’re basically just a big baby now!

Awww, you don’t think so? You think you’re still a man? You’re still a grown-up? That’s funny, because I didn’t realize grown men still sucked their thumbs. I didn’t realize they walked with a silly toddle wherever they went. I didn’t realize they spoke in an adowable baby voice all da time. And I definitely didn’t realize they squatted down and made stinkies in their diapers while their girlfriends talked to them!

Hahaha! You actually couldn’t tell, could you?! Oh my God, this is perfect. You were messing your diapee without even knowing it! Sorry honey, but your days as an adult are over. Sending you to the regression center was the best decision I ever made. Cry all you like stinky pants! These changes are permanent.

A fun little caption concerning some of the more twisted ways to deal with chronic masturbation.

The pics used in this caption were originally created and published by ABDreams.com

The Sissy Godmother, Pt. 1

DISCLAIMER: This story contains diaper usage, magical transformation, humiliation, crossdressing, hypermessing, and other ABDL themes. I hope you enjoy!

Commissioned By: Bricks66

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“For the last time, Lane, studying means phones off!”

Looking up from his cracked textbook, it was safe to say Josh was on edge. It was the Friday night before finals week and the 4.0 dean’s list student was cracking the whip hard against the backs of his two far less intelligent buddies. Sighing off his annoyance, he questioned in his brain why he continued to study with Lane considering his stoner ass was at risk of failing half his classes. However, a soft punch on his shoulder quickly reminded him why he put up with Lane’s bullshit.

“Oh, go easy on him, Joshy. He’s been trying harder than usual lately and I know that’s because of you. Plus, it’s nearly midnight,” said Ruby, a tall and sporty girl coasting on an athletic scholarship, as she scooted her chair closer to Josh and threw her arm around him. In the back of her mind, she wanted to strangle her childhood friend for making a fool of himself during their study session again. After nearly flunking out of college the year prior, she had made a point to get Lane the help he needed to earn his degree. Sadly, despite finding him the best possible tutor in Josh, he was still as spacey as ever.

Sliding his phone into his backpack begrudgingly, Lane set his head down on the notebook in front of him, his brain fried as his group surpassed the four-hour mark of their first of three cram study sessions this weekend. “Ugh! We’ve been going at this for hours,” he whined, fed up with reading lines of small text, “Ya know, this would take so much less time if you’d just let me-”

“For the last time, I’m not giving you my notes and that’s final,” scoffed Josh, not wanting to entertain the idea of committing academic dishonesty just to get Lane out of his hair. Frustrated by Lane’s frequent interruptions, he got up from his chair, deciding he needed to clear his head by getting some air, “I’m going to grab an energy drink from the vending machine. Do you guys want anything?”

Earning a pair of no’s from Lane and Ruby, Josh exited the room and buried his face in the crux of his elbow before letting out a muffled scream. “Oh, my Goddess! S-She was so close…” he thought, raising a tender hand to the spot on his shoulder that Ruby had punched. Lane may have been a lot to put up with but it would all be worth it if he could land Ruby by the end of the school year. Shaking off his momentary euphoria, he quickly sped-walked down the dimly lit hallway, securing himself an energy drink before briskly returning to his group's private study room.

*SNOOOOOOOOOORE!*

Upon re-entering the room, Josh’s shoulders slumped as he listened to the pair of besties snoring away as they lay against their unfinished workbooks. Sighing dejectedly, he decided to be merciful for Ruby’s sake, softly resting a blanket across her shoulders before grabbing a seat and digging back into his studies. He may have been tutoring Lane and Ruby but he still had his own grades to worry about. 

*DONG! DONG! DONG!*

Off in the distance, Josh listened to the campus clock towers booming chimes, alerting him to the fact that the day was about to roll over. He sat back in his chair and rubbed his tired eyes, determined to get in at least one more good hour to study time. However, as his fist dug into his droopy eyelids, he failed to notice the window beginning to crack open, accompanied by a gentle wind that carried with it a glittery sheen. A sheen that began to swirl in place, creating a vortex in the corner of the study room.

Alerted by the sudden cacophony of noise, Josh jumped to his feet and backed away as the shimmering tornado sent loose papers flying all around. To his surprise, both Ruby and Lane remained in their peaceful slumbers despite the noisy ruckus.

“Hello, my child. I heard the sweet voice of a little girl calling out to me. And so, here I am,” said a very high-pitched, feminine voice, projecting itself from the center of the vortex. As the wind began to subside, the vortex dissipated, revealing a gorgeous, middle-aged woman with bright red hair and a ball gown that occupied nearly a quarter of the room’s standing space, “Fear not, your Fairy Godmother is here to make your grandest dreams come true.”

Shrinking down against the wall until his butt was parked against the study room floor, Josh was at a loss for words as he stared blankly up at the mysterious, mystical woman that stood before him. He slowly pushed himself back up on shaky legs and began inching his way toward the door as if he could move slow enough to go undetected by whoever this magical girl was. While he didn’t exactly want to leave Ruby in the hands of this woman, he was nowhere near brave enough to risk his own neck for a girl he only had a crush on.

Unfortunately, just as Josh was about to grab onto the door handle, his body froze with the Fairy Godmother pointing her wand directly at him. Flicking her wand, she forced Josh to turn and approach her, controlling each of his limbs effortlessly. “Now, where do you think you’re running off to, my child? You don’t want to miss your big debut,” she cooed, believing she knew every desire that laid dormant in Josh’s head.

“Listen, I don’t know who the fuck you are, lady, and I don’t care! If you really want to make my dreams come true or whatever, then you’ll leave right now and never come back!” shouted Josh, his fear and annoyance over being ripped away from his studies yet again causing a brief outburst.

Sadly, when it came to outbursts, the Fairy Godmother had a zero-tolerance policy. “Well, this attitude of yours just won’t do. Don’t worry, your Fairy Godmother is here to help put an end to those pesky, hypermasculine feelings,” she said, snapping her fingers and causing a binky to magically appear in his mouth before he could say another word.

“MMMMMMMH! W-WUH?!” muttered Josh, who practically went cross-eyed trying to see what this magical woman had done to him. Sure enough, there was a white paci guard with bright pink accents hanging from his mouth. He instantly moved to spit it out but was flabbergasted when he found that the rubber bulb managed to evade any attempt to push it out from between his lips. Sadly, his transformation was far from over.

Looking satisfied with herself, the Godmother started to wave her wand in small circles, producing a plethora of fairy dust in the process. That fairy dust wafted throughout the study room, compiling around Josh’s feet. He looked down, terrified, and tried to move for the door in hopes of escaping before the situation developed into something far worse. Tragically, he found himself unable to move his legs due to the strength of the Fairy Godmother’s magic.

“Try to relax, my dear. I promise you’ll feel much less aggression soon enough,” said the Godmother, giggling as she continued to spin a glittery web around Josh’s body. Starting from his feet and gradually rising up his slender legs, the shoes around Josh’s feet began to transform in both color and texture, softening the soles and altering the color until they were pastel pink, “Adorable! I’ll bet those booties are much more comfortable.”

In Josh’s eyes, this was utter madness. It should be impossible to transform a person's clothing with a flick of a wand. And yet, it was hard to deny what he was seeing with his own eyes. Traveling up his legs, he watched in horror as his jeans split along the middle of his thighs. The severed pant legs latched onto his legs, hugging them as the material shifted into thin, stocking material.

Meanwhile, the top half of Josh’s pants, along with his underwear, began to bunch up around his junk. Regrettably, it was a far more pleasurable sensation than he wanted to admit as the softening fabric of his undies and scratchy jeans produced a small tent, much to his dismay.

The Fairy Godmother, on the other hand, was beyond ecstatic to spot this development. “See? I knew you’d start enjoying yourself once the diaper appeared,” she said, humming a merry tune as her sparkling dust continued to encircle her hapless victim.

“D-Diapew?!” shrieked Josh as the color drained from his pants, leaving them as pure white as his tighty-whities. Having already smoothed out the rough jean material, it took little time for them to finish their transformation into the crinkly outer plastic of his new diaper. Underneath, his underwear became much thinner, turning into the diaper’s mesh lining before he could blink. From there, he watched with widening eyes as the diaper slowly expanded outward, forcing his legs apart and rounding out until it had formed the biggest nappy he had ever laid eyes on. To his dismay, this only increased the softness and coziness that surrounded his privates, amplifying his reluctant arousal.

Clapping her hands together, the Fairy Godmother was quite pleased with herself in spite of Josh’s less-than-ecstatic expression. “You’ll love this next part! I consider myself quite the wardrobe specialist,” she said as her magical vortex engulfed Josh’s torso, targeting his button-up shirt. One by one, each of the buttons lining his chest and stomach fell to the floor as the two halves of his shirt merged together before stretching down and wrapping around his padded bottom, forming a form-fitting onesie. As a finishing touch, a pair of lace frills flared out around his hips and bottom as his outfit shifted in color from white to pastel pink, making it match his booties.

At last, Josh’s ensemble was complete. As the swirling tornado of glitter settled to the floor and disappeared, he felt whatever was locking his body in place vanish as well, allowing him to move. While only a minute prior, he would’ve bolted toward the exit with his newfound freedom, now that he had fully undergone his wardrobe transformation, he instead used his regained mobility to stomp up to the Fairy Godmother with red in his eyes. “I…you...GAH!” he screamed, failing to find the exact words to express his anger, especially with the pacifier in the way.

Unfortunately, the Fairy Godmother was more than happy to fill in the blanks of Josh’s stuttered speech. “No need to thank me, child. I know you’re a little overwhelmed right now but trust me when I say you may just be the cutest mortal I’ve come into contact with,” she said, sending him into a frustrated temper tantrum as he furiously tried to remove any article of his infantile ensemble. Sadly, he couldn’t even pry the binky from his mouth, much less remove any of the other sissy paraphernalia.

Witnessing his tantrum, the Godmother could only shake her head. “Still resisting your heart’s inner desires, I see. Don’t worry, I can help with that too,” she said, stepping forward and raising her wand to Josh’s forehead. Before he knew what was happening, she tapped him on the forehead, causing him to freeze in place instantly.

*GUUUUUUUUURRRRRRGGGGLE!!!*

In the blink of an eye, Josh’s mind emptied itself of all the knowledge he had worked so hard to gain from primary school all the way through college. That knowledge snaked his way through his body, passing from his head to his bowels in one fluid motion. There was only one thing left to do.

*BLOOOOOOOOOOOOORRRRRRRRRT!!!*

As the back of Josh’s diaper expanded, so too did the dopey smile on his face. What was he so worried about, again? The only thing he remembered was feeling an impossible tightness in his belly. Thankfully, the easiest way to fix that was to push as hard as he could, which he was more than happy to do. Once his messing finally came to an end, he plopped down onto the floor, merrily smushing the mushy contents of his diaper in the process. With a jolly, unashamed smile, he reached forward and grabbed onto his feet, giggling as he wiggled his fingers between his toes.

“Aww, isn’t that so much better, my child?’ said the Godmother, ruffling Josh’s hair as she made her way back to the window, “Sadly, while I’d love to stay and fawn over you, I must be off to my next assignment. Farewell, my child, and enjoy your new life.” As a finishing touch, she waved her wand over Josh’s head and showered him with glitter, magically making him irresistible to anyone with a caregiver’s heart. With her work now finished, she snapped her fingers and vanished into a ball of light before zooming out the window, leaving behind a trail of sparkles and a brand new sissy for his friends to find when they woke up.

TO BE CONTINUED…

PART 2 (COMING SOON) PART 3 (COMING SOON)

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Edited by AllySmolShork

The next series of captions I wrote! All about a new mysterious virus infecting young adults across the world. Got inspired by an actual flu epidemic that took place on my college campus. Art credit goes to Rocket Manatee 

A whiff of powder. The quiet chorus of crinkling plastic. The shiver-inducing sensation of her fingertips grazing his most intimate regions. And then, amid this incongruous sensory medley came her voice: sweet, loving as ever, but with a new note of amused condescension.

"Honey, you know the rule. You made it yourself, remember?" Blair was smiling softly as she tugged at the cotton-and-plastic layers beneath her husband's naked groin. "Oh, don't think I blame you. You're absolutely right that sheets are pricey, and mattresses more so. So it only makes sense that we take care not to ruin them..."

Felix groaned softly, but there was no way he could deny the truth of her words. He had been a bit of an ass about her periods when she'd had her first few nocturnal leaks. He might have been half-joking when he'd first grumbled about how the bloody stains wouldn't ever come out, and how she really ought to wear something more protective than a flimsy little pad. But the joke had taken on a life of its own when he'd happened to notice that pack of "adult briefs" in the supermarket and impulsively thrown it into the cart with a chuckle. "Dare you to wear them," he'd chortled when she'd protested at how unfunny his joke was. "I mean, if you can't control your own bodily fluids it only makes sense, right?"

It was Blair's turn to giggle now as her hands slipped dexterously down over his vulnerable crotch, pausing to linger affectionately on his respectably-sized cock. "Sure, I admit it. I guess it was a hard ask at first when you said I ought to wear some better protection during my periods. But you know, you ended up being so right, honey! If we can't control our own bodily fluids and keep from damaging the sheets and mattress, we just need to use a bit of protection, don't we? And just like we're not going to ruin our mattress through my periods, we're also not about to ruin them through your, ahem, wet dreams..."

"But- but- they don't stain as much-" "Staining isn't the problem, honey," Blair reminded him, her smile widening as she felt his vulnerable cock stirring into life under her rhythmic ministrations. "It's the principle of the thing! Why should I have to waddle off to bed in a diaper for a week every month, while you get to lay there in your boxers and spurt jizz into our sheets with no protection whatsoever – and no consequences?" She smirked and tweaked his nose playfully. "And here I thought you believed in gender equality, honey!"

It was all very well to joke about it. She didn't need to tell Felix how she'd begun to feel the oddest attachment – attraction, even – to these bulky undergarments. She didn't need to confess to him that, horny as she often got during the latter days of her period, she now felt more excited than ever when she felt that thick bulk tucked between her thighs and cupping her pussy. And she definitely didn't need to tell him that she was already getting wet now: aroused by the irreplaceable sight of her tough husband hiding his face in shame at the powdery humiliation she was gently forcing upon him...

No, of course not. All she needed to do was laugh and tease him into blushing submission.

"What's good for the goose is good for the gander, they say!" she laughed, and was rewarded with a groan of mingled arousal and embarrassment as she forced his involuntarily stiffening member down into the powdery padding beneath him. "Don't worry, babe – you can dribble and cum all you want to now! You'll be wrapped up safe and snug, just like me...

"Now isn't that great?"

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