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Whose cuter me or the lil polar bear?

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See I’m a big girl 😋

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Great story! Would love to expand on this idea.

Oh, goodie! He was there again, smiling and waving back. What a good neighbor Mister Nichols was!

A good landlord too, Sofia reflected brightly, her hands wandering innocently over her nearly-nude body. He never got mad when she forgot the rent for a few days. Never seemed to mind when she lost her keys and got locked out. And even last year, when she’d been having so many problems with moving in and setting up her home office, he’d been there for her. Hadn’t complained once…

Even when he’d spent hours setting up that pesky multi-room speaker system.

She blinked in momentary confusion, suddenly aware of her thumb straying towards her parted lips. Wait, that didn’t seem quite… right… But then, as if a cloud had merely drifted across her mind and then vanished, she felt her hesitation disappear. Oh, bother - of course everyone knew she liked sucking her thumb! Who didn’t, after all? It just felt so nice - so right for a pretty little girl like her…

With her free right hand she waved gaily once more at Mr. Nichols’ window, wriggling and twisting in excitement as he smiled and obligingly waved back once more. Wow, he was so nice! Maybe he’d come over and visit her again this afternoon? After she got dressed, maybe…

Uh-oh. She felt a sudden rush of warmth between her legs, and glanced down between her bared breasts toward the padding wrapped comfortingly around her crotch. Oopsie. Guess she’d forgotten to use the big girl potty again. Oh, well - that’s what her nice fluffy big girl dipies were for, right? That’s what everyone said. At least, she was pretty sure that’s what they said. Whoever “they” were. Where had she heard someone say that before, anyway…?

No matter. Sofia giggled and slipped her thumb free, running her saliva-covered fingers up and down the warm, now-visibly swelling crotch of her diaper. Ooh, that felt nice. So squishy and wet! Maybe if she sat down it would feel even nicer…

And then the thought struck her. Hmm. What if she did a really big naughty? What if she- she- Yeah. Ooh, such a naughty girl - and in front of Mister Nichols, too? But she was already a wet little girl. Might as well be, you know…

And so the young woman tensed before the open window, her face wrinkling into the puzzled, concentrating expression of a toddler about to thoroughly mess her Pampers. Her hands slipped around the smooth plastic of her padded derrière, cupping the seat of her diaper that was soon to be filled with her own warm excrement. While all the while, her eyes stared dreamily, merrily out into the hungry gaze of her landlord…

Mister Nichols, that is: the retired showman and hypnotist extraordinaire.

Image Credit: DiaperGal.com

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Diapered Holdouts

They were become increasingly less common, as the nationwide diaper laws became more entrenched into society. Public bathrooms were retrofitted to include changing tables instead of urinals and toilets. Constant ad campaigns and endorsements from celebrities and social media influencers made it impossible to avoid having a diaper-free mental state unless you lived in the middle of nowhere and avoided the internet. To be fair, there were definitely those people, the “never-diaper” die hards, who lived sad lives in rural towns, shaking their fists at the government and the now legions of diaper-wearers. We pay them no mind.  

In the real world, however, society was changing fast. People who thought diapers were only for babies and toddlers only a few short months ago were now proud to where diapers openly. Ever since 2015 when a majority of the population started to wet and mess their pants without warning. Doctors and medical professionals, themselves afflicted, were utterly stumped with how this had come about since not a single person among the millions affected showed any physical change. The change had to have been mental, almost like millions of brains all at the same time decided that toilets were no longer necessary. 

Diaper sales soared instantly, and many people were glad to not have to clean up or throw out all their ruined clothing. Some were even thankful that they could get their hands on some adult diapers which were now basically sold out everywhere. 

Investors, marketers, cloth companies all pounced and a diaper production race began. Soon supermarkets had to dedicate an entire isle to house all the new kinds and sizes of diapers that were coming out and being snatched off the shelves. 

Public attitudes were changing fast too. Initially people hid the diapers they wore with guarded shame. But through careful marketing and several celebrity endorsements, diapers began to be seen as just a normal thing, even something that could be sexy.  

“C’mon Mark. Please just wear one, for me..” Vicky pleaded with her non-diapered boyfriend next to her crate of diapers. She was on the bed with a diaper laid out for him. Her own diaper was wet and messy from the night before but the smell no longer bothered her, she even kind of liked the smell now in a weird way.

“They feel really comfy and then I won’t have to clean the poop out of your jeans anymore.”

Mark, a very headstrong individual couldn’t believe that he was actually considering taking his girl up on her offer. He stood next to the bed with his pant legs drenched from pee that was fast turning cold on him. He was so sick of his fruitless efforts to make it to the toilet on time. On his off days he spend all his time on a toilet so that he wouldn’t make a mess of his clothes, but sitting on a toilet for 12 hours over the weekend was hard to maintain for months on end when it seemed like regaining his continence was a pipe dream. He did everything he could think of to hold on. He barely drank water, changed up his diet, tried meditation and hypnosis even. Nothing worked. And now, a year later he had utterly given up. He was tired of being looked at for poop sliding out of his pant leg whenever he went grocery shopping. He was tired of throwing away his favorite clothes and having concerned strangers come over to him in public and offer him a spare diaper. Furthermore, he was tired of being at odds with his girlfriend or the rest of his friends, who had all accepted diapers pretty early on.  

He let out a deep sigh.

“Okay... let’s do this.”

Vicky squealed with excitement. 

“Yay!! I’ve been waiting so long for this day. I can’t wait to change your diaper baby. And to do other things as well,” she gave him a naughty side-eye that told him everything he needed to know. 

The year is 2022. Diaper holdouts are nearly extinct as >99% of the population of the U.S. wears diapers. In 2017 all commercial diapers were required to be biodegradable, and the government had put in place several plans to turn disposed diapers into biofuel by 2025. The diaper revolution was complete.

Mark was happily married to Vicky and together they had two sons. It didn’t take long in 2016 for Mark to come around to wearing diapers and even start to enjoy them. Now he is a proud diaper wearer and loves that his wife wears diapers too. 

The End

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The Start of Messy Girl: The Diapered Nightclub

Monica smiled for the camera as her diaper filled with her second mess of the night. The first mess was hard and hurt to push out, but this time the mess came out gently and was very soft. The mound in her nappy effortlessly expanded and Monica let out a sigh of relief, her eyes rolling back into her head with an expression of ultimate pleasure. Her clit was so sensitive now and every motion of the mess in her nappy gave her chills. Then, just as she thought she was done, more poop began to slid out into her full diaper. She knew her bartenders had been lacing the drinks with special laxatives from a fetish company she still surprised with how much she could mess. 

Tonight was a very special night. It was the grand opening of a club called Messy Girl, and Monica was the owner and general manager. Messy Girl wasn't your typical night club/bar. It was a place exclusively for AB/DLs. Like the first gay bars, Messy Girl was founded by Monica as a place where diaper lovers could come out in public and show their true colors in safety. Plus, Monica had a sharp eye, and she knew that AB/DL's weren't as rare as people think, but were too afraid of ridicule to "come out." Monica wasn't afraid of anything, especially people knowing about her diapers. Monica loved openly flaunting her wet diapers and now she owned a place where others could do the same thing. Monica finally finished messing her diaper and tried to stand up. She wobbled a little and realized that she was wasted. All those laxative laced tequila shots and ecstasy was catching up to her. She didn't mind though, she loved being faded in her messy nappies. Around her were all her AB/DL friends and some strangers, however everyone was getting drunk, dancing, talking loudly, and messing their diapers. Some were even hooking up, fondling each others diapers and eventually moving to the many private rooms to have diaper sex. It was beautiful and nasty, and exactly what Monica had envisioned when she bought the place. She waddled over to the bar where everyone parted for her and cheered. Evidently they were as happy about this new bar opening as Monica was. She sat on the stool with a confident squish, not phased at all by the poop that was nearly bursting from the sides of the diaper. A bartender came over immediately. She had brown skin and a red and black corset top with black lingerie over a very wet and messy diaper. Her name was Kay, and was one of the first DL's Monica had met when she moved to the city, but she was the only DL she knew with bartending and stripper experience. It was a natural choice to make her the bar manager/part-time diaper stripper. Plus she was gorgeous and her ass looked amazing when she was double diapered, which was basically all the time since Kay decided to wear 24/7 after Monica hired her. "Another shot on the house?" Kay asked. "Mmm, that sounds lovely Kay." Monica said flirtatiously. Kay started to pour out two shots, one for her and one for Monica. She handed the shot to Monica and the two clinked shot glasses and downed the mixture in one gulp, no chaser. "So how do you like working for me so far? I hope the.. uniform requirements aren't upsetting you." Kay reached down and squeezed her stinky mess with both hands. "Not at all. I love my thick wet diapers." "Yes I can see that they’re very wet from way over here, and very stinky too. I think someone needs their diaper changed," Monica teased. She also loved being a Mommy Dom to her growing staff of diaper girls, even though she was diapered 24/7 too. Kay almost looked crestfallen. She protested to stay in her dirty diaper, but to no avail.   "No, no little baby. You're a very messy girl and you need to be changed into a fresh new diaper." Monica swung from her barstool and strode behind the bar, messy diaper swaying as she walked. She grabbed Kay by the hand and led her into the "employees only" section of the nightclub. A long hallway led to a bunch of different rooms. There was the walk-in cooler for the bar, a huge diaper supply room, three private changing rooms, a green room for the diaper strippers to get ready, and Monica's personal office. Cases of diapers and liquor were stacked to the ceiling all along the hallway. The open door for the green room showed a packed room of beautiful women in very scant clothing, with nothing to hide their thick diapers. The girls were alternately putting on make-up, trying on outfits, or chatting. Emily, a stripper Monica had hired this morning, was even fingering her clit underneath the wet diaper. Monica smiled, clearly she had made a good choice in hiring her.   Monica opened the door to one of the changing rooms, leading Kay inside and closing the door behind her. She led her over to the oversized changing table and made her climb onto it and lay down. The front of Kay's diaper was stained yellow and brown, and she started mushing the mess against her pussy as soon as she laid down. Moving her hips from side to side only pushed the enormous load further towards her upper back. She was making Monica's job that much harder, but the club owner didn't mind. Making very messy diapers was 100% encouraged here at Messy Girl and Monica had to hold the squirming woman down just to remove the tapes from her nappy. "Kay? Monica asked, sensually cleaning up her messy employee. "Yes?" Kay replied dreamily. "Do you like working for me, is there anything I can do for you?" "I fucking love it here, girl! This is the best job I've ever had. I just made a grand in tips from bartending and stripping. And I got to do it in a dirty diaper. I love you. Thank you for creating this." "I love you too, Kay," her voice choking from emotion. "I'm so happy." Monica cleaned the last of Kay's mess and slipped a double boosted night time diaper underneath Kay. "Hey! This is a little big don't you think." Kay said jokingly. "Sorry honey, these are your required employee uniform." Kay was about to sit up, but then Monica stopped her. "Tsk tsk tsk, I'm not done with you yet, young lady," Monica said seductively. Reaching under the changing table she pulled out a hot pink, c shaped vibrator. "Mhmm.. this will fit perfectly under that diaper. Let's see.." Clicking it on, Monica slipped it expertly into Kay's diaper and right into her g-spot. Kay's reaction was incredible. She moaned with pleasure so loudly that the diaper strippers in the green room down the hall heard it. "Well I don't want you to have all the fun," the boss said, producing another vibrator from under the table. She placed it sexily inside her soiled diaper as she leaned forward to mount the adult sized changing table. The diaper was so full that any cheap disposable diaper would've burst by now. Monica leaned in real close, and Kay met her lips with a kiss. The vibrator's were audibly bussing inside their diapers, and it wasn't long before they were humping and groaning. Kay flipped Monica over and started mushing her face into Monica's diaper. She took a few deep breaths not flinching at the smell at all. "You're the best boss on the fucking planet." Monica blushed as the vibrator hit a very particular spot. "Uh, umm... thank you, b-baby.." The two continued to make love into the early morning when most of the patrons had departed and the bar was closed up. Her bar had made over $15,000. At this rate, Monica could make enough to expand her business in a few short years. She let Kay sleep on the pull-out fouton in the green room as she locked up the place and did her manager duties in her messy diaper. Only after poop started to slide out of the sides did she consent to the fact that she should probably change her diaper. Once changed she went to say goodbye to Kay. She was passed out on the couch and Monica decided it was best to let her rest up for tomorrow night. Locking the front door behind her, Monica stepped out into the sight of the rising son. She walked towards her motorcycle parked out front before she realized that her skirt was completely hiked up, showing off her diaper. She instinctually went to cover herself, before she paused. The roads were completely silent. Not a person was out at this hour. She left her skirt where it was, and walked confidently towards her bike. She put on her helmet, started the engine and peeled off onto the road, riding into the rising sun.  

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Katrina had the best job in the world! She was the regional head of diaper testing at Huggies. The bulk of her daily routine was devoted to checking out the competition. Pampers still had a larger consumer base, but Huggies diaper sales were slowly catching up. To close the gap Huggies executives were very interested in keeping up with their contemporaries. 

Katrina stretched out the new Pamper’s Xtra Dry teen diaper that had just hit stores. Marketed for teen girls 13-16, it boasted a higher absorbency than any other baby style diaper on the market. It could apparently handle a 750ml “accident.” Katrina measured the diaper’s thickness and stretching capability. She noticed that the leak guards were larger and triple stitched. Another factor Katrina looked for in studying new diapers was the aesthetic appeal. Girls from this age group and older were tricky to make appealing diaper designs for. They were too old for outright babyish designs like stuffed bears and bright pink, but they also responded positively towards (formerly) preschool aesthetics. Phrases like “good little girl” and designs with butterflies and princesses were in demand. This diaper had it all, Katrina had to admit. It even made her nostalgic for wearing pull-ups a couple years ago before she graduated to real diapers.

Every night, Katrina has homework to do. After she spends a couple hours in the office, drinking coffee with laxative laced milk, and recording the physical aspects of new diapers, Katrina goes home to test them out. It’s not easy work. She must wear each diaper until it leaks and she tests four different diapers a day, sometimes five! But, Katrina wouldn’t ever wish for a different career for herself. Getting paid to make messes in your diapers is pretty sweet. Just then a burst of hot pee shot into the front of Kat’s diaper.

“I might get to try that Pamper sooner than I thought.”

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Adjusting The Mess

Kristin felt the soft mess in her diaper fan out without her having to push at all. It had only been three months since the mandatory diaper laws had been passed and her continence seemed to slip away bit by bit each day. Every time she used her diapers, she could feel her ability to hold her pee or poop recede. Each time she peed, the thought of peeing in a toilet became more alien to her. She could just let go into her never ending diaper supply after all. Even if she wanted to release into a toilet there weren't any to be found. The law made it illegal for public AND private residences to have toilets. Any offenders who failed to dismantle their toilets could be fined $200,000 per each day the toilet was operational. Some civil rights resistors had flaunted the law by funding port-a-potties which were technically legal. But, this backfired. One look at the disgusting, overused port-a-pottie camps convinced any holdouts that diapers were preferable. Kristin was skeptical at first. She didn't really understand why she had to use diapers at first. But then, the accidents started. First, she was driving to work (without her government regulation diapers on) and she wet herself in traffic. Then, she started to have dreams about diapers. Dreams that she liked to wear AND use them. Every time she would have these dreams she found that she had either wet and/or pooped her bed. After a week of cleaning up her sheets, she decided diapers might be the lesser of two evils. To her surprise, diapers didn't feel that bad at all. In fact, they felt pretty damn great! Plus, all of her friends were starting to see the light in regards to diapers. Not only did they not want to break the law, but they were enjoying it as much as she was. Pretty soon they started to have diaper dates where a dozen or so of her girlfriends would come over. They would all strip down to just their diapers and see how full they could make them. Kristin loved seeing her best friends in diapers. It made it all so much more normal! As this mess slipped out into her diaper her vagina started to get moist. That had started to happen to her and many of her other friends. The messier her diapers became the more horny she got. "Wow," Kristin said. "I think I'm going to see how many times I can go poopy before this diapy leeks," she said gleefully. The new laws have truly changed society. 

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Just Try It.. You might like it

“Isn’t this great Sami?” Autumn said lifting her dress up so her boyfriend James could take a picture with his phone.

“Don’t diapers feel good?”

“I don’t know Autumn… They feel kinda strange.”

Sami seriously had no idea how these two convinced her to strip naked, don pink restraints and put on an adult diaper. At first, she thought her roommate had finally lost it when a week ago she came home to Autumn making pasta in their kitchen, completely naked except for a diaper.

“Hey girl! Want some dinner?” Autumn said nonchalantly.

Then the day after that. Sami had caught Autumn giving her boyfriend a diaper change. Caught maybe wasn’t the right word to use, because they were changing each others diapers in Autumn’s room with the door wide open. This was starting to get really weird.

This morning James and Autumn confronted Sami about the diapers. They did not apologize for wearing them openly without talking to Sami first. Instead they tried to convince Sami to wear them too! At first, she was kind of pissed.

“You want me to wear diapers with you guys?! What’s wrong with you? You didn’t even have the courtesy to ask what I might think about you two making our apartment smell like a nursery!”

But somehow, James and Autumn calmed her down by apologizing and saying that diapers really weren’t that big of a deal. If she just tried one on, they said, she would see where they were coming from.

Now Sami had a Molicare diaper on, and was still on the fence. Sure, the diaper was really soft and the smell of baby powder was growing on her, but there was no way in hell she was going to use the diaper for it’s intended “purpose.”

“I think that Sami should watch The Video,” James suggested.

“YEAH!” Autumn replied.

“Wait, what’s The Video?” Sami asked nervously.

“Oh Sam, you’ll love it. It’s how we discovered diapers were really fun,” Autumn explained.

Faster than she could object, James brought Autumn’s laptop up to her face and clicked on the bookmarked link. Sami heard a hypnotic drone before her mind went completely blank. The last sensation she felt was the alien feeling of her diaper growing hot and wet. Within a half-hour, Sami would cease to be the potty trained adult she had once been and she would transform into a full-fledged diaper girl.

Successful diaper hypnosis tape “downloads” were now 3,000,000 and counting.