She shifted her head some so that her right ear was directly over his heart; it beat with calming regularity and each beat seemed to chase the nocturnal demons of her mind further and further away, as if each thump were cannon going off by the numbers. It had been a great many years since Chastity had been so thoroughly troubled by a dream. The last time it had happened she had wet her bed out of fright, at the tender young age of five. Eleven—almost twelve—years later and it happened again, except whatever wetting there might have been was locked away within the plush of her diaper. Reflecting on the memory of that stormy night of her childhood made her grateful for her diaper now, but also made her hate it with a passion. Much as she enjoyed diapers and in some cases all that entailed, she was most emphatically not someone who needed them for anything more than her own personal entertainment.
Circumstances Scene 140
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Diaper Dimension Scene 140
I felt air hit my thighs. There were snaps running up the inseam of the pajamas and Raine was...
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Laceys Big Change Scene 4
A big day? What did she mean by that? All I was doing is getting my stuff out...
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Sissy Clear Out Scene 5
Peter cast his eyes over the huge collection of cast off’s that I’d arranged either in orderly piles or...
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Molly in Pampers Scene 10
After lunch Jane decided to put Molly in Pampers Cruisers so they could hold more of the poo....
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Circumstances Scene 133
“Oh, what a fine kettle of fish,” he muttered, the language of early nineteenth century Britain with him still....
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A Whole New World Scene 146
However, that nipple did look enticing. Memories of having her thumb in her mouth came flooding back. It had...
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Diaper Dimension Scene 236
All of that being my best possible self to serve as an example. All of it. Wasted and worthless...
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Dawn of the Genderquake Scene 9
There are rumours of a handful of boys at school who’ve been bought dresses by their mothers, but not...