My diaper was soggy and was on the verge of leaking. It wasn’t the first and it surely wouldn’t be the last. The drive home up these winding mountain roads was always long. I was glad to have changed before I left the office; with the amount of liquids I had consumed all throughout the day I didn’t think I would have been able to make it back home without leaking. The sun had set long ago. I finally turned off the highway and onto the road that led back to the house, then sighed. I still had another ten minute drive ahead of me. There were no streetlights out here; not this far away from the city. I wanted to see just how much padding I had left so I squeezed my legs shut as much as I could. My diaper, thick as it was, didn’t let me get anywhere close. My husband, Aston, was my soul-mate and I his. Even after we got married, he seemed too good to be true until I found out his secret: he had a diaper fetish. I was a bit curious about it so I gave it a shot. Once I started showing him I ...

“Honey?” Rebecca fidgeted in place as she bit her bottom lip, avoiding looking at her soon to be husband reading a book in his bed. “Since we’re about to get married next week, there’s something I need to tell you, but I’m worried you’ll call off the wedding because of it...” she said, mumbling her last few words. John set his book aside, then swung his legs over the side of the bed. He patted the space next to him, then held the blankets up for her. Rebecca nervously stepped forward and sat down next to him, her heart racing a million miles a minute, though she calmed down ever so slightly when she felt him wrap his arm and the blankets over her shoulders. “So... what’s up?” John asked with a comforting grin. “I’m certain that there’s really nothing you have to say that’ll scare me off.” A small sense of calmness and content swept through her, giving her the courage to say, “Well... you know how we’ve talked about our fetishes? How you like being dominant and how I like bei...

“So you don’t believe that hypnosis can work, huh?” Jenna asked, shooting Ashley a sly grin from her side of the couch as she swirled the last little bit of wine she had in her glass. “How else could I have become diaper dependent?” she asked with a laugh. “I have to go pee like, every few minutes now! Look!” She spread her legs wide and patted the front of her soaked diaper, relishing the naughty pleasure of the warm padding gracing her petals. “See? My diaper is almost soaked all the way through!” Ashley couldn’t help but look where her lover’s hand sat. “Yeah, it sure looks like it,” she said, feeling a bit of wetness drip from her folds. Clenching her legs together, she squirmed on her seat as her padding squished against her lower lips, teasing her cute little love button. “I’ve lost a lot of daytime control, and now I’m waking up wet! That’s undeniable proof that my hypnosis tapes work.” She snuck a quick glance at Ashley’s cute pink pull-ups, her eyes narrowing as she real...

Jenna had been a city girl all her life, but when she was able to work remotely for a tech company, she decided she needed a change of pace, so she moved out into the countryside and settled into a cute little house on several acres of property. Luckily, she paid significantly less for her new mortgage per month compared to her nice apartment downtown, and with her new position, she was getting paid significantly more money as well. With that extra money, she was able to afford all of the best adult diapers on the market, a fetish that she wasn’t really able to fully indulge back in her old apartment. There were simply too many prying eyes and ears, and the walls were thin enough that she often heard her elderly neighbors coughing through the wall. She walked through the forest in her backyard, something that she liked to do before she sat at her desk to work for the whole day. It was always so peaceful; she loved the quiet rustling of the leaves and the chir...

It was late in the evening at the Regression Clinic for Unruly Adults, a privately-owned business on the outskirts of town. This place was offered as an alternative to prison for those with a history of repeating crimes, where their violent and criminal tendencies would be wiped away. The drugs would reduce their minds and bodies down to an infant’s, then after a full year of them living a carefree life, the caretakers would lower the dosage of the regression drugs until they were able to regain their bladder and bowel control and function as a normal adult. As a perk of submitting to this program, they would get their criminal records expunged, allowing them to start a fresh life, giving them the opportunities and privileges they lost long ago. Many had chosen to submit to the program when faced with years and years of prison time, too. The government paid these programs rather handsomely for their services, and had plans to fund more regression clinics across the country. ...

“Here’s your change, miss. I hope you have a wonderful day!” Jessica said, handing a few bills back to the customer. As her customer walked away, she leaned over the counter and propped herself up with her arms, her feet sore from standing for so long. Taking a deep breath, she held it for a few seconds then let it out slowly as she felt her diaper grow warm. She’d always had a small bladder, which meant that she’d have to scurry off to go relieve herself every hour or so, hardly appropriate for someone working in retail. Her manager had noticed that she’d been taking more bathroom breaks than every other employee in the store and had spoken to her about it on numerous occasions. She couldn’t afford to lose this job, so she did the only thing she could think of. Jessica had started wearing and using diapers at work. It had started off as a little experiment to see if she could wear diapers at work discreetly, and for the first week, she had worn thin diapers, only able to h...

“Hey Sarah!” Allison said as she walked inside her friend’s apartment with her tools. She was quite handy with them, and offered her time and expertise helping her friends. “So an adult-sized nursery, huh? Is this some new fetish you haven’t told me about?” she asked, giggling. The setting sun’s light streamed in through her windows, illuminating her living room. “Well…” A light smile tugged the corners of her lips up as she glanced away. “You could say that.” She closed the door behind Allison and clasped her hands behind her back momentarily. “Shall we?” she asked, gesturing down the hall as she took the lead. “Sure!” Allison followed her down the hall into the furthest bedroom, where a comfy-looking adult crib lay in the corner, complete with a beautiful blanket, stuffed animals, and pillows. Foam tiles lined the floor and halfway up the wall in the other corner, accentuated by a big teddy bear the size of a small adult. She’d painted the room a light ...

“So how long have you and your Daddy been together exclusively?” Nicole asked her friend sitting across the campfire. They’d just set up camp for the night in a secluded field, and had just gotten the fire started. She took a few sips from her beer, then laid her head on her Daddy’s shoulder as she felt her diaper grow warm and thick. He was always so warm, and the air was a little colder than what she would have liked. They’d all been friends for a while, and Nicole had even arranged Jenna and her Daddy on their first date. “Well… almost a year now,” Jenna said, looking up at her Daddy for confirmation. He nodded back at her as he pulled out a couple more beers for them. She looked at Nicole’s short skirt, eyeing her soggy diaper that sat in plain view, unable to look away. “How long have you been, well… you know,” she said, blushing furiously as she crossed her legs. Her padding wasn’t as soggy nor as obvious as Nicole’s, and she was still a bit nervous about talking about su...

For their second anniversary of being together, Jenna and Brooke had traveled to Hawai’i to spend one week of uninterrupted bliss from the outside world. They had rented a small house isolated from the rest of the island, and tonight was the night that they would have sex for the first time. There was just one issue, though; Jenna was incontinent and had to wear diapers, hence the reason why she had always been so tentative to have any kind of sex with her lover. Jenna sat on the bed in her pajamas, a short skirt and a light pink V-neck T-shirt, waiting for Brooke to finish getting dressed. She’d alluded to wearing something sexy for her, and she had promised that she would have a big surprise, too. Though while she looked forward to spending all night making love with her girlfriend, things still felt a bit awkward; she even feared that Brooke would break up with her. Her diapers always got in the way after all, and even now, the one she wore was already fairly soggy. She was...