I’ve finally gotten around to archiving my stories (Trying to move them from the old board to the new board). I have a bad habit of starting stories and not finishing them, (I think I’ve only finished 3 out of 5). I’ll try and archive all of the work in its original format with my comments whenever possible.
Magic Diapers Chapters 1-5
This is my first attempt at a story. It’s partially based on real experiences but mostly fantasy. Please let me know if you like it.
Michelle was 24, she had been out of college for 2 years now and was working as an intern for an investment firm. Michelle had been working hard all year long and was finally on vacation for the summer, for the first time in her life she was taking a full 2 weeks off. Michelle was driving through rural Maine on her way to her family’s lake house, the plan was to spend the fist week at the lake house with her best friend stephine. Stephine, (Steph) was driving up from Boston later in the week. Michelle and Steph had known each other since kindergarden and shared all of their secrets. They were such close friends that when it had come time to go to college Michelle and Steph applied to the same schools, were both accepted at UNC, and roomed together thourgh the four years.
Michelle’s deepest secret was her bedwetting problems. At the age of 5 when her parents had been divorced, Michelle began wetting the bed. After several attempts to control the problem Michelle’s mother finally gave up and put Michelle back in diapers at night. Michelle was a small girl and wore pampers right up until the age of 14 when her bedwetting problem finally subsided. Steph was the only person other than Michelle’s mother who had known of Michelle’s bedwetting problem. One night during a sleep over when the two girls were about 11, Michelle confided in Steph that she had begun to enjoy wearing her diapers, and had even put on a diaper when she had been home alone just for fun. Steph admitted to Michelle that she was always curious to know what it felt like to wear them. During the sleep over, Michelle let Steph wear one of her diapers to see how it felt. The two girls giggled and played in Michelle’s room wearing their diapers and even wet them on purpose. Michelle and Steph seceretly continued to play in diapers during sleep overs until Michelle stopped wetting at age 14.
While driving through the Maine countryside, Michelle decided to stop at a country store for a snack. The store was an old fashioned general store which had groceries, a deli counter, newspapers, hardware, etc. Michelle had been on the road most of the day and was starving, she ordered a sandwich and began to browse the store while waiting for the sandwich to be made. While walking through the store Michelle decided that she should probably buy some supplies for the lake house, while seaching for toilet paper, Michelle came accross a section of shelves with baby diapers on it. Michelle had plenty of experience with diapers in her lifetime but what shocked her the most was the fact that these particular diapers must have been on the shelves for several years. Almost 11 years to be exact, these were the same style of Pampers that Michelle had worn back in 1993 when she was 12, size 6 with the plastic backing. Michelle found herself transfixed for some reason, staring at the package and daydreaming back to her childhood. She was suddenly brought out of her day dream by the woman behind the deli counter who had said “Miss, your sandwich is up”. Michelle, quickly brought herself out of her daze and paid for the sandwich. She sat a picnic table outside and ate her lunch. Michelle found it strange that her thoughts returned to her childhood again, focusing on her diapered expereince. She remembered with longing for easier times of how she had begun to enjoy wearing her diapers when she was 11. She thought about all the times she and Steph had secretly put on her diapers and pretended to be babies together, and how they had shared their first sexual experiences while diapering each other. These were feelings Michelle had long forgoten, but some how, seeing the packages of pampers circa 1993 had brought all of these memories rushing back. Michelle could not resist the urge to go back into the store when she had finished her lunch. She grabbed a cart and absent mindedly began to shop for basic supplies for the week, toilet paper, milk, eggs, coffee, some fruits and vegetables…finally she reached the isle where the pampers had been. Looking around carefully to see if anyone was looking, Michell reached for a package of pampers and put them in the cart. She wasn’t sure why she had bothered to look around, she knew she would have to go to the register to pay for the items. At the register, the clerk began to ring up the items. The clerk was a young girl of about 16 years, she was thin, with red hair and quite cute and attractive thought Michelle. “Do you have a toddler at home?” asked the Clerk when she rang up the package of pampers. Michelle was startled by the question as she hadn’t thought about what she might say if asked about her purchase. “Oh, no, my friend is coming to visit with me at our lake house, she has a 3 year old girl with her” said Michelle. “You’re on vacation?” asked the clerk. “Yes, we’ll be here for the week” replied Michelle. “Well my name is Katie, if you need a babysitter during the week, please give me a call” Katie the clerk wrote down her number and handed it to Michelle who thanked her, gathered up her shopping bags and left the store. Katie smiled at Michelle as she walked out of the store, Michelle thought this was odd but felt somehow excited by it too.
15 minutes later Michelle had arrived at the lake house. She quickley unpacked the car and put the groceries away, then ran upstairs to change into her swim suite. Michelle took the package of pampers upstairs with her and hid them in her bedroom closet, then ran down to the lake for a quick swim. It was a very hot day and Michelle had been looking forward to a swim after her long car ride. The water was cold at first but Michelle gathered up her nerves after dipping her toe in and dove right in. She felt great and swam out to the raft just offshore of the family beach. Michelle lay on the raft in the sun for almost an hour and began to day dream again. Her thoughts again drifted back to her childhood and of being diapered at night for bed. Michelle felt her self getting excited by these thoughts and snapped out of it by jumping back into the lake. While swiming, Michelle found that she still was obsessed with the diapered days of her youth, she began swimming toward shore as fast as she could. Michelle ran into the house and jumped into the shower to rinse the lake water off of her. After toweling off, Michelle went directly to her bedroom and closed the door. Standing naked in her room, Michelle went to the closet and took out the package of pampers. She knew that they would not fit her but she could not resist the urge to try. Michelle opened the package and immediately smelled the baby powder scent of the diapers. The memories were rushing back at light speed now, Michelle took out a pamper and held it to her face, she breathed in the fresh diaper smell and smiled. Her excitement was so great now that she was moving with great speed towords the bed. Michelle opened the bottom half of the diaper and put it on the edge of the bed. She turned and sat down on the diaper, her bottom fit comfortably on the diaper but Michelle knew that she would not be able to fasten the tapes, she had to try anyway, her excitement and curiosity were now at their peak. As Michelle lay backwards on the bed and reached for the front half of the pamper her memories were stronger than they had been all day. As she pulled the front half of the diaper up between her legs, Michelle felt a strange sensation, as if the room had spun around in circles while she remaind still on the bed. Michelle continued to pull the front of the diaper up between her legs and was amazed to find that it seemed bigger than it had been when she first sat down on it. Michelle realized that she would in fact be able to close the diaper around her waist and tape it on. Michelle couldn’t believe it, she felt exactly as she had when she was 11 and had experienced her first pleasure from wearing her diapers. She had to see what she looked like in the diaper. Michelle jumped up off the bed and ran over to the full length mirror on the closet door. Stunned by what she saw Michelle stood there in disblief. The image that was looking back at her from the mirror was her 12 year old self, standing in nothing but a pamper.
To be continued.
Hello, thanks for the critisism (constructive I think). I do have to appologize for the excessive noun usage, I admit that I had been drinking the night I wrote that. Also, I’m writing this in word pad without the use of spelling or grammar check. I’ll get word installed as soon as I can which should improve the flow (I hope). In any case, I’m glad to hear all of your thoughts and comments. Here now is chapter 2, I hope to have some more by next weekend. Enjoy.
Michelle stood in front of the mirror with her jaw hanging open. The image in the mirror, herself at about the age of 11 or 12 dressed in nothing but a diaper was a site beyond her wildest imagination. She stared down at her body now and realized that what she was seeing in the mirror was real. Her breasts were gone, as were the curves of her hips and behind. She also realized that she has lost a full foot in height.
How could this be? Michelle wondered to herself. She looked down at the diaper, it seemed to fit her perfectly. The diaper was snug around her waist and was neither too loose nor too tight. She could not resist the urge to pull the front waist of the diaper out a bit and peak inside. Sure enough, where she once had well trimed pubic hair, she was bare. Michelle felt dizzy, she began to breath faster and her thoughts were racing. What had happened to her? she remembered everything, her drive up to the lake house from Hartford, stopping for lunch at the general store, taking a swim. She was begining to panic, her womanhood had been stipped away and left in it’s place was a prepubecent girl.
Michelle stumbled a bit and lunged towards the bed, she thought to herself that laying down for a minute to catch her breath and calm down might help her to figure out what to do about the situation. Still her thought’s were racing, was she stuck like this? What would happen when Steph arrived, would Steph recognize her or call the police and report her as a lost child or runaway? She knew she had to get the diaper off and try to find some cloths that would fit her in her current state, she lay on the bed and reached for the diaper tapes but somehow the tapes would not come unfastend. Trying with all her strength Michelle pulled at the tapes but they would not come undone. Next she tried to pull the diaper off like a pair of underwear, still no luck, it was almost as if the diaper had a mind of it’s own and wanted to stay on no matter what. She even tried to rip the edges apart but still no luck.
She was in a full panic now, what could she do, why would this diaper not come off. Not only was she now stuck in a 12 year old body, she was stuck in a pamper. Michelle got up and ran accross the room to an old desk near the window, she opened the drawer where she new there were sewing supplies and found a pair of scissors. Quickly she opened the sicssors and carefully slid one end in between her hip and the diaper attempting to cut the side of the diaper open. This was impossible she thought, no mater how much force she applied, the diaper could not be cut. Michelle threw the scissors down and burst into tears, she ran back to the bed and cried harder than she had in years. What had happened? she didn’t want to be 12 again she was just playing, having some fun. How could this have happened to her now? She had a good job, an appartment of her own and had just begun the first two week vacation of her adult life. Would she be stuck this way, having to relive her childhood? She cried for almost a full hour before finally falling asleep.
Michelle was awakend by the sound of birds chirping and the sunlight shinning in on her through the windows. Wondering why she had forgoten to close the shades quickly brought her back to the reality of her situation and what had happened the evening before. Michelle looked down at her body, she was still the size of a preteen. She didn’t have the energy to cry anymore and was also quite thirsty, possibly dehydration from all the crying the night before. Suddenly she felt a new sensation, memories came back to her yet again, she had not felt this feeling since she was 13 almost 14. She reached her hand down to her crotch and felt the front of her diaper, it was thicker and squishy, she felt the still slightly warm senation on her skin. She had wet her diaper during the night, had wet in her sleep. Her transformation must have brought her bedwetting problem back as well.
Michelle now realized, even as wet as her diaper was, that she needed to pee. This was a normal morning ritual, waking up with the need to relieve her bladder after a long night’s sleep, but this morning, she knew that she was trapped in the diaper. From her actions from the previous evening Michelle knew that it was no use trying to get the diaper off, but she tried anyway. This time, as by some strange miracle, the tapes peeled back and let her open the diaper. With the thrill of a perfect golf shot Michelle jumped up and let the soaked diaper fall to the floor. She ran for the bathroom and just barely made it to the toilet to pee. After emptying her bladder she stood up and flushed the toilet, as she turned to face the bathroom mirror she jumped back in fright, the image in the mirror was no longer a girl of 11 to 12 years old but her adult 24 year old self.
She stood standing frozen for almost 2 whole minutes, staring at herself in the mirror. She felt her breast to make sure she was not dreaming, she looked down to her crotch and felt the pubic hair, she was back to normal! Had this all been a dream? Michelle quickly snapped herself out of it, “I’ve got to get a grip, I must have dreamt that” she said to herself, talking directly to her image in the mirror. She jumped in the shower and washed herself, cleaning every part and taking an extra long time with her adult parts, just too make sure everything was as it should be. After toweling off, she walked back to the bed room and her eyes were immediatly drawn to the wet diaper on the floor near the bed. It hadn’t been a dream, she really did wear a diaper last night, she really did regress to a preteen girl, and yes, she really had wet the diaper in her sleep. How was this possible she thought? She quickly dressed herself and picked up the wet diaper which she wrapped in a plastic bag and stuffed in the bathroom trash, she would take it out after breakfast to get rid of the evidence.
Michelle went to the kitchen and made coffee, she looked out at the lake wondering about the events of the night before. When the coffee was ready she poured herself a cup and went out on the deck. Staring at the lake and drinking her coffee she knew right away, it had to have been the daipers. There was something strange about them, how they had been sitting on the store shelf for nearly 11 years, why hadn’t the store turned over it’s stock? She thought of how the diapers seemed to fit her as soon as she lay down on them, how she felt funny and dizzy as soon as she closed the tapes. It was right after she had realized the diaper fit her that she looked in the mirror to see herself in her preteen body as she had fantasised the day before. And the strangest thing of all…she was unable to take the diaper of until it had been used. Once it was of, the spell was broken and she had returned to her normal age. Could this be for real? Magic diapers? If so, would she be able to return to her childhood at any time by simple putting on a diaper? Michelle took another sip of coffee and thought about this for several minutes. There was only one way to find out if her theory was correct, and she had every intention of finding out.
To be continued.
Hi everyone. I want to thank you all for the encouragement, I’m enjoying writing this so much and you are all being very helpful. I’ve finally installed Word and sincerely hope that the improvements are enough for the English majors amongst us. In any case, these next two chapters get a bit racy. I’ve read the rules and I don’t believe this story to be “pornographic” none the less, if there is a moderator who wishes it to be removed, please tell me so I can find another group to post it to. As I mentioned in the first chapter, this is partially based on my own experiences and mostly based in fantasy. I’m trying to keep it as NC-17 as I can. All the same, please enjoy and let me know what you all think.
After enjoying breakfast on the deck overlooking the lake, Michelle began to plan her day. She knew there were things she needed to do to get the house ready for vacation, such as calling the landscaper to arrange for weekly garbage pickup during her stay, and taking a better inventory of the refrigerator for a shopping run. This she thought would be her first task after arranging the garbage pickup.
She desperately wanted to make a return trip to the general store to investigate the diaper isle again. While attempting to put the pieces of last nights experience together, Michelle wondered if there was some connection between the store and the diapers. Clearly there was some sort of super natural force in play here that had bestowed the power to manipulate reality upon the diapers in that store. She wanted to find out more, but did not want to look too suspicious doing it.
After breakfast had been cleaned up, Michelle got herself dressed and emptied the trash in the upstairs bathroom which had contained her wet diaper from the night before. She couldn’t resist the urge to look inside the plastic bag containing her used diaper and even poke her finger at it to make sure she wasn’t hallucinating or dreaming the whole event.
“Yup, still real” she said to her self.
She took the trash out and even emptied the kitchen trash so that she would have something to put on top of the diaper in the trash bin outside. Even though there was very little trash at this point in her vacation, and that any garbage collector wouldn’t bother to question a diaper found in the trash, Michelle felt the need to hide this evidence of last nights adventure. She felt naughty about her desire to put on the diaper and what had followed, and very embarrassed about having wet the diaper uncontrollably during her sleep. Still she could not resist the urge to continue indulging her desire, and, with the panic of not being stuck in the body of a preteen gone, she now had a strong urge to explore this phenomenon further, perhaps even to satisfy some other urges that the experience had aroused in her.
With the morning chores complete, Michelle gathered her sunglasses and car keys and headed for the store. She new the store had been there for years, but she had never done any extensive shopping while at the lake house because that had always been the job of her parents. This being the first time she had used the lake house on her own as an adult; she finally had the opportunity to explore the town in more detail.
It had been several years since Michelle had actually visited the lake house. She had stopped up the summer after her college graduation to visit her parents, but hadn’t done any shopping then as her mother had stocked the house well before she arrived. That had been almost four years ago. Beginning her adult life, finding a job, an apartment, paying for her first car, all these things had kept her away from Maine and the lake house until now. If her suspicions about this store and the diapers were true, Michelle knew that finding time to visit the lake house would become a new priority in her life.
She pulled into the parking lot of the general store, only about a 10 minute drive from the lake house. The store appeared to be busy this morning, there were several cars in the lot. Michelle looked around as she got out of her car, she wasn’t sure why she had done this, she didn’t know anyone in the area anymore and surely no one would recognize her. As she walked into the store, she saw a woman with three young children at the check out counter. The youngest, a girl, was a toddler of about 3 years at the most. On the checkout counter was a package of pampers, clearly for the girl.
Michelle’s heart sank as she looked at the package; it was clearly the newer Pampers baby dry with the cloth-like cover. What had happened? Could the store have possibly restocked its shelves overnight? She knew there had been nothing but old style Pampers packages on that shelf the other day, the store was small and she knew that there was only one shelf with baby diapers. She needed to find out if her hopes had been crushed.
She grabbed a cart and casually began to shop. She had put together a list of items she needed for the house which she had not picked up the other day. Quickly she rounded the corner and entered the isle where the diaper shelf had been. To her surprise it was exactly as it had been the other day, Pampers Baby dry circa mid 90’s. “Where had the woman at the checkout gotten the newer package from?” Michelle wondered to herself. This was very strange she thought. Just as she was completing her thought another women wandered into the isle and went straight for a package of Pampers. Michelle watched the women pick the package off the shelf and as soon as the package was removed from the shelf and placed in the woman’s cart, the labeling and package design changed to the current day format right before Michelle’s eyes!
“This is so bizarre” Michelle said quietly to herself as the woman left the isle. Michelle picked up another package of size 6 pampers and placed it in her own cart. Nothing happened, to the package, the labeling remained the same. She stared at the package for a minute expecting it to change to a newer product, but nothing happened. “This is amazing!” she thought.
She then grabbed some baby wipes, lotion, and baby powder. Her mother hadn’t always gone the full distance with lotion and powder when diapering Michelle for bed as a young girl, but “why not go for broke” Michelle now thought as she loaded up her cart. She finished collecting the other items she needed, coffee filters, trash bags, pasta and pasta sauce, vegetables, etc and made her way to the checkout counter.
“Stocking up on supplies for the toddler?” said a voice from behind the counter. Michelle looked up and saw the same 16 year old girl behind the counter that she had seen the other day.
“Umm oh, yes hi…It’s Jen right?” Michelle responded.
“That’s right” Jen answered, “When does the little one arrive?” she asked.
“Not for another day, just thought I’d better be prepared” answered Michelle.
“You’d better enjoy the peace and quiet while you can then” said Jen. “My offer to baby sit still stands if you need me” she added.
“Oh I’m sure I’ll enjoy the peace and quite” said Michelle with a slight grin on her face. “And I’ve still got your number so we’ll call if we need you”. She pulled out her check book and finished paying for the groceries. She didn’t realize that she had left her sunglasses on the checkout counter as she said good bye to Jen and left the store with her groceries.
On the drive home Michelle thought about the young cashier, Jen had been very inquisitive she though. She thought that Jen was very attractive and must be a popular girl with the local boys, although one thing about Jen struck her as being odd. Jen’s clothing certainly didn’t compliment her figure. Michelle thought that Jen must have a very attractive figure beneath the outfits she had seen the cashier in.
Jen had worn baggy jeans and a long t-shirt the first day Michelle had seen her, today she was wearing baggy overalls with a tight white shirt underneath. Today’s outfit was a bit more revealing in that it showed off Jen’s shapely breasts. “A bit more than a B cup” thought Michelle. However the overalls did nothing to show off the curves of Jen’s hips or her nice behind as Michelle imagined she must have. “Jen must be a modest girl” she thought as she pulled into the drive at the lake house.
She quickly unpacked the groceries and brought the second package of Pampers up stairs. She placed them in the closet alongside the first package, placed the other changing items on a shelf just above, and then headed down to the kitchen to fix herself some lunch. Even though she was excited to test her theory about the diapers, she was quite hungry and wanted to make sure she had enough fluids in her to be able to wet the diaper for her experiment.
She fixed herself a sandwich and poured a large glass of iced tea and headed out to the deck to enjoy her lunch. While she ate, Michelle fantasized this time of being 14 again, her last full year in nighttime diapers. She had discovered the pleasures of self arousal around the age of 11 but hadn’t truly felt comfortable indulging herself until she had been 13 and 14 after a few sex education classes had taught her that this was perfectly normal behavior for girls her age.
As an adult, Michelle had had many boyfriends; however only with a few had she been intimate. Her relationships had never lasted long, mostly because she realized that she was only ever satisfied by herself. Michelle hadn’t had her first sexual experience with a boyfriend until she was in her third year of college; most other girls she knew had given up their virginity much earlier.
Year’s of being subconscious of her bedwetting problem, and the fear that it may return (as it had only briefly from time to time after nights of excessive drinking) had kept Michelle away from encounters with the opposite sex. Just the same, she knew what she liked, and was also embarrassed by it. Since her early teens, she had always fantasized about diapers and the feelings of pleasure she had achieved while wearing them. Not until this morning did she think that she would ever indulge herself in those pleasures again.
She had the house to herself now for the rest of the day and all day tomorrow. She was surrounded by forest and lake, the nearest neighbors were a quarter of a mile down the road and kept to themselves, the mail had been stopped (she would start it up again after tomorrow) and the garbage collector was not coming until Friday.
Michelle finished her second big glass of iced tea, left the sandwich plate and empty glass on the kitchen counter and went upstairs to her bed room. She closed the door and took off her cloths. Opening the closet, she took out a fresh Pamper, opened the bottom half and laid it on the bed. “This is going to be heaven” She said.
To be continued…
Again, I’ve tried to keep this as NC-17 as I can. If you have an issue, let me know and I’ll take my story someplace else.
Hope you like it.
With the open Pamper waiting on the bed, Michelle went back to the closet for the baby powder; she left the lotion for now. She loved the smell of baby powder, it aroused her because it smelled like the diapers which brought back memories of her childhood and the pleasures she had experienced then.
She sprinkled some baby powder on the open diaper and turned around to place her bottom on it. Just as it had the night before, the diaper looked too small, but as she sat down on it, the diaper seemed to fit her bottom perfectly. She laid back and sprinkled more baby powder on her front diaper area, then placed the bottle of baby powder on the night stand and gently rubbed the powder around her diaper area. Now the moment Michelle had been waiting for all day. She reached forward and grabbed the top edges of the diaper and pulled it up between her legs. Just as she had last night, she felt a strange sensation and the room seemed to move quickly around her. The front of the diaper fit perfectly over her groin. She taped it shut and checked to make sure it was secure. Sure enough the Pamper fit perfectly and she could not unfasten the tapes no matter how hard she tried.
She jumped from the bed and ran to the mirror, she already new what she would see because she could tell that her breasts had shrunk. However unlike last night, she was not a flat chested 11 or 12 year old, she had slightly developed breasts. She looked in the mirror with the same amazement as she had last night only this time she was not terrified but filled with excitement. She appeared to be about 14 years old, just as she had fantasized being no less than twenty minutes ago. “I must be able to control the regression with my thoughts before putting on the diaper” she said to herself. This was truly amazing; the possibilities of endless fantasies entered her mind. Could she play at being any age she imagined?
Michelle walked around the room just to hear the crinkle of the Pamper as she walked; she remembered how she loved to hear that sound from under her PJ bottoms when she had been this age for real. She leapt in the air for joy and giggled to her self, then jumped on the bed and rolled around in her diaper. A feeling of pure joy and excitement filled her chest.
After a few moments of rolling and giggling, Michelle’s thoughts returned to proving her theory…so far it had looked promising, clearly putting on the diaper had regressed her physically but not mentally. She also now suspected that she could control the degree of regression by thinking about what age she wanted to be before putting on the diaper. Now she needed to know if getting the diaper off required her to use it. She had drunk 2 large glasses of iced tea with lunch; only about twenty five to thirty minutes had passed since she had finished the last drink. She didn’t feel the need to pee yet however she may be able to force herself too, she thought. Rather than doing that, she decided to go down to the kitchen and drink one more glass of iced tea just for good measure.
Michelle ran downstairs to the kitchen, she giggled as she heard the Pamper crinkling all the way. She quickly grabbed the pitcher from the fridge and refilled the glass that she had left on the counter. She drank the whole thing down in big gulps just as she used to do when she was this age for real and her mother used to scold her for drinking too fast. Then she put the empty glass back on the counter and ran back upstairs to her room. She dove back on the bed and began to roll around again. She put her hands between her legs and felt her diaper. It felt so soft and comfortable; she hadn’t been this excited in more than a year.
Suddenly she felt it, the need to pee with relative urgency. It hadn’t occurred to her that she had drunk the two large glasses of iced tea before her bladder had been regressed to age 14…and she had just added another glass of iced tea into the mix! She lay there on the bed and felt the pressure building in her groin, she new she wouldn’t be able to hold it for long. She tried to relax and release her bladder but it wouldn’t let go. She got off the bed and sat in a squatting position on the floor…then before she knew it, her bladder let go.
Michelle felt the urine spreading out into the diaper and heard a slight hissing noise coming from the front of the diaper. She was practically in a trance and knew she must have the stupidest grin on her face. The urine continued to spread around her crotch and worked its way back toward her behind. It continued to flow for what seemed like an eternity, and when it finally subsided, she lay back on the floor and felt it continue to spread from the front of her diaper all around her bottom. She lay there for almost five minutes just smiling. Then she placed her hand on her diaper, it felt warm and had expanded from the wetting. She could feel the warmth against her crotch and let out an enormous sigh of content. Her excitement was nearing its peak and she knew what she wanted to do.
Michelle slowly climbed back onto the bed…the sun had sank lower in the sky as the afternoon grew late. The house looked lonely from the lake, the sound of cicadas and loons could be heard…and then from the house could be heard the faint sound of a young girl’s voice….“Ohhh yeses!!!” The words seemed to echo across the lake. The cicadas and birds stopped for a brief moment as if to question the sound…then continued their own conversations.
Michelle had fallen asleep with a smile on her face, and when she awoke a few hours later she stretched out her arms and legs and let out a half yawn, half grunt of satisfaction. She lay staring at the ceiling and smiling. “This is fantastic” she thought. She could smell the scent of urine coming from her diaper and now knew that she had wet it even more during her sleep. It was time to test the last part of her theory. As much as she wanted to continue to lie in bed in the still slightly warm diaper, she new that she had to answer these questions. She reached down for the first tape and unfastened it. It released without any problems. She then unfastened the second tape and rolled carefully off the bed. She rolled up the wet diaper and taped it against itself. Then she placed it in the trashcan and walked to the mirror. She was still 14!!!
She stood there with a look of worry on her face? Had she been wrong? What if she had only been able to return to her normal age that first time? What if using the magic diapers more than once kept her frozen in the age she had chosen? She began to panic as she had done the night before. This couldn’t be, she had so desperately wanted her theory to be true, to have a sure fire way of experiencing her deepest desires without any consequences. What was she going to do?
Just as she stood there staring panic stricken into the mirror, she felt the urge to pee again. It had come on quickly. She pulled herself out of her panicked stare and ran to the bathroom. She sat on the toilet and relieved her bladder. As her bladder emptied she noticed that she felt dizzy for a split second, and when she had finished she had a revelation. She slowly stood up and turned to face the bathroom mirror. She was 24 again!
“That it!” she said out loud, “…using the toilet!” It all made perfect sense now, putting on the diaper to regress, and using the toilet to return to one’s current age!
“Why not?” Michelle said out loud, half laughing. A babyish act to regress, and one of the first milestone acts on the way to adulthood to grow up? She thought. “Brilliant” she said to her adult self in the mirror.
To be continued…
Hi everyone. This is going to be the last chapter for a few days, I think it’s an “ok” chapter, not a great chapter. I hope you enjoy it just the same. I was getting the feeling that I was starting to rush the story and wanted to wait a bit before moving it ahead. Also to let everyone catch up. I’ve got some really great ideas for when Steph arrives. I’ll try not to keep you all waiting for too long.
It was about 7pm, Michelle had slept through the late afternoon, the pleasure she had given herself while wearing the soaked pamper had exhausted her. She was now very hungry, and needed a shower to get the residual urine off of the skin around her diaper area. She turned on the shower and waited for the water to warm up. As she waited a familiar feeling in her bowels told her it was time to do something that she had not yet considered trying in the diapers. She sat on the toilet again and emptied her bowels. The thought of trying this in the diapers had been the furthest thing from her mind, but as she sat on the toilet she knew that it was something she would not be able to resist trying at some point.
While she sat there taking care of business, she thought about her plans. She had all day tomorrow to play as well, but what she really wanted to do was find out some more information about the general store and answer some of the questions surrounding how these magic diapers came to be. Also, Steph would be arriving the following day, how was she going to deal with that? Would she tell Steph the whole story? Would Steph think Michelle was insane, or worse, sick and perverted for wanting to still wear the diapers and play with herself as they both had done during sleepovers as teens?
Steph hadn’t had a boyfriend in the last 2 years, and Michelle knew this. “She must be climbing the walls” Michelle thought. Possibly Steph had the same desires that Michelle had?
All of these thoughts raced through Michelle’s head, but right now, she was hungry for dinner. .
She wanted to fully explore the possibilities that the magic diapers had opened up to her. She thought of what it would be like to be even younger than 11 as she had been the first night. She vaguely remembered having fairly regular wetting accidents and even the occasional messing accident when she was between the ages of 4 and 7, what if she regressed herself to that age range, would she be able to control her bladder and bowels or would the diapers take her control away from her until she used the toilet yet again?
And what if she made herself too small to get onto the toilet? Would she then be stuck in her regressed state? She knew that she had to plan for this contingency. Tomorrow she would resist the urge to play in her diapers all day and set out early the next morning to the next town over where she knew there to be a Wal-Mart, and purchase a child’s potty chair. This way she would be assured use of a toilet one way or another. “Just in case things go too far” she thought to herself.
Michelle stepped into the shower and began washing herself. Once again washing all of her adult parts very carefully and inspecting her body to be sure everything was as it should be. She had solved the mystery of how the magic diapers worked, now she was going to have some fun. She had every intention of wearing one to bed this evening. While cleaning herself she began to fantasize of being 14 again. She had enjoyed a very climactic afternoon and thought if she slept through the night and woke up wet, her morning may bring her even more pleasure.
After her shower she went to the kitchen to make herself some dinner. She wanted something simple and quick as she was anxious to get back into a diaper. She chose to make another Sandwich and drank water and cranberry juice this time. After catching the latest financial news she flipped off the TV and headed back upstairs to her bedroom. Once again she began the process of diapering herself. This time she used the lotion before putting on the diaper because she was worried that all of this diapered activity may give her a rash.
After finishing up with the lotion, Michelle once again laid a Pamper out on the bed and sat down on it. She Lay back, pulled the front of the diaper up between her legs and once again felt the strange sensation of dizziness as the room seemed to move around her. She finished taping the diaper shut and noticed that her breasts had once again shrunk to her 14 year old bra size. She got off the bed and went to the mirror again to admire herself; she couldn’t quite get enough of the crinkle noise that the Pamper made as she walked. After smiling with satisfaction for a bit at the perfect fit of her diaper, Michelle climbed back into bed and was asleep in almost no time.
Her dreams were filled with strange images, Steph was in her dream standing over her, Steph looked very big, she was tickling Michelle’s tummy and making raspberry noises at her. Michelle giggled in her sleep and kicked her leg a bit, not knowing that as she dreamt, she was wetting her diaper completely.
The next morning she woke at 7, it was early but she had slept so much yesterday afternoon that her body just needed to wake up. She felt that her diaper was wet and smiled. She also felt the strong urge to pee and she let it go in her already wet diaper. Shortly after, the cicadas and loons again heard the familiar sound of a young girls voice emanating from the house “Uuuuummmmmmmmm oooooohhhhhhh yesssssss…yessssss yesssss ohhhhhhhh!!!” echoed faintly across the lake. The Loons disregarded this and cicadas were too busy waking up themselves to care.
Michelle lay on the bed; a very big smile of satisfaction filled her face. She didn’t want this feeling to end but it soon did when she felt another all too familiar feeling in her stomach and bowels. It was time for her morning movement. Michelle had forgotten about this ritual as she had been thrown off schedule by yesterday’s excitement. She got up and began to reach for the diaper tapes and then stopped as she thought to herself “why not try it?”
“I’m going to do it sooner or later” she said to herself. She knew that the urge to try messing in her diaper was too strong to resist so she let her curiosity get the better of her. She got down into a squatting position and gave a slight push. This was all that was necessary. She felt the poop sliding out of her bottom and into the waiting diaper, it was pressing back against her anus and spreading out around her bottom as it entered the diaper.
This was a strange sensation to Michelle, she had only had wetting problems when she was young and hadn’t messed in her pants or in a diaper since she was at least 7 years old, she didn’t remember this feeling yet at the same time she felt comfortable with it. As she finished, she reached back and felt the bottom of her diaper, which now had a large lump protruding from her behind. She giggled and squirmed a bit as she felt the lump in the back of the diaper.
Suddenly, Michelle felt her legs grow very weak, and without warning they collapsed from under her and she landed square on her bottom. She felt the mess in her diaper squish up against her behind, and just as soon as she had landed, she felt the strength return to her legs. “Very funny” she thought. This must be the magic diapers idea of a joke, forcing the wearer to fully experience the mess if used for that purpose. Michelle wanted to get cleaned up and return to her adult self so that she could go get the potty chair. Suddenly she realized she had already purged both her bladder and bowels for the morning. She was going to have to wait until she needed to pee again in order to use the toilet and return to her normal age.
She went to the closet and grabbed the baby wipes she had purchased the other day. She then went to the bathroom to clean herself up. She lay on the bathroom floor and unfastened the diaper tapes. As she opened the diaper, the smell of its content’s hit her nose at full force and she winced. She lifted her bottom off of the diaper and with a baby wipe in one hand gently began to wipe her bottom clean. When she had managed to clean herself enough to stand up, she emptied the contents of her messy diaper into the toilet and flushed. She then rolled up the diaper and put it in the trash.
Michelle then turned on the shower, waited for the water to warm up and stepped in. She had not taken a shower in her 14 year old state yet and took this opportunity to explore her body while washing herself. The warm water and the act of washing herself excited her again and she brought herself to yet another climax. This time the loons and cicadas could hear nothing.
After she got out of the shower, it took almost an hour and a half before Michelle was able to store up enough pee and release it into the toilet to return to her adult body. With her adulthood restored, she dressed, ate breakfast, and headed out to Wal-Mart.
To be continued…