Janet was surprised at how long it had taken for him to lose his bladder control. Sally's choice of subject was always spot on, and this one was so handsome too! Sally's months of hypnosis, starting with the deep and meaningful at the executive retreat, usually meant that the diuretics only took a day to complete the job of robbing the subjects of their childhood training.

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Mm….,' said Steve. He felt funny in his tummy, and knew he had to hold his breath and push with his muscles. He looked at Janet again, hoping that he could keep what he was doing a secret from her. Janet smiled kindly as his bowels released some of their contents into his well-soaked diaper. Yep. Playing,' he said. He peed helplessly into his diaper as he spoke, and big, silent tears ran down his face.As Holly carried on and on Maddie found her boastfulness increasingly annoying, she had finally had enough and just couldn’t help but say something…. I stood there at the top of the stairs still as a statue; I felt a mixture of surprise and excitement and had butterflies in my tummy. This news to be honest was brilliant to hear as I wore diapers to.

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Neil done all of this to her. Before he left for work, he would give her enough baby formula to keep her full throughout the day, and it usually left her with no choice but to relieve herself before he got home. Diaper training and a specialized diet to destroy her control of her body, bondage therapy to make her feel as helpless as possible, hypnosis tapes while she'd slept, 'regression therapy' as he called it, to destroy her adult identity, and endlessly treating her like a child. People had tried to talk to her on the bus, wanting to pinch her cheeks and telling her how cute she was. One man even offered to become her new daddy if she didn't have one already. Bella lay over her new daddy's lap, thrashing in place while her tears wet the floor beneath her, her pigtails dangling in front of her.Was there a law against driving a car under the influence of depression? Sure, it wasn’t as obviously dangerous as, say, drugs or alcohol but there was something to be said for the way that a sad state of mind had trouble reacting to the world around it. Still, perhaps, that was the point. If things were to end right now, on the highway at night, it’d be a lot easier than having to face life tomorrow. I’d met Jake through school, we were both aged 15 at the time and I’d be at the same school since I was age 11, Jake however had moved from a different school about a month ago so we hadn’t known each other that long, but we were fast become best friends which was great because whilst I’d made lots of friends I hadn’t got anyone else I would say is a “best” friend.

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Waddling home after the bus had finally made it to her stop, it had been sunset when she'd arrived, and Neil had been standing in the front door, a paddle in his hand. When Amy woke up, she instantly noticed her soiled and wet diaper. She also looked in the mirror to find herself at six years old. She felt defeat take over her as she saw her mother walk in.Steve swallowed. He wanted to ask Sally about something, about what she was doing, but he couldn’t think how to frame the question. After a few hours, Amy woke up confused, and smaller. She noticed the room and saw herself through a mirror. She looked about 16 again. She screamed as she saw that she was wearing a footed sleeper with a bum flap. And there was an obvious diaper bulge.

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It was a Friday afternoon and I was round at Jakes house, we were both in his living room playing on his Xbox whilst his mother was doing some paper work. Janet took the phone gently from Steve's shaking hand. He swayed for a moment, then sat heavily on the floor Janet took the handpiece from him.I guess I have more punishment to do. You'll get a pill with the next meal, and something else will be in it too." Her mother declared. She then left Amy to herself. Amy had to pee, badly, but she wasn't about to do it in the big fluffy diaper she had on. About an hour later, Amy's bladder burned and she couldn't hold it in any longer. The flood gates were released and the diaper almost leaked, but it held, and was soaked. Sydney walked into school the next morning, bleary eyed and grumbling. One month, she had one month until she graduated. Honestly she didn’t see the point of school, she was doing it for her mother. Amy was secured into the crib using bars on the top of the crib as her mother made the rest of the room into a nursery. All the clothes were replaced with things babies would wear, and diapers replaced all the underwear.