Nurse Kate (Chapter Seven)

The next morning I felt beyond refreshed, but as I awakened fully the realisation set into me that I'd have to go to school today in a nappy. I could pretend that it wasn't going to happen; that I would have some choice in the matter, but I'd accepted now that when you're in Nurse Kate's care, you don't get a choice.

"Good morning my little baby Damon." Kate cooed at me as she came down the stairs into the basement that was my nursery. She was  wearing her usual nursing outfit, but as she came down and her skirt rode up I could see she was sporting a pair or bright green satin panties. She obviously wanted me to notice. She liked toying with me like that. 
"Are you ready for your big day?" She asked me with genuine excitement on her face.
"Yes, Mommy." I said obediently, and my voice didn't falter. I was trying my best to keep Kate on the sweet side, so I couldn't afford any slip ups.
"Aww, aren't you a good little baby?" she smiled, spreading her red lips across her perfect, marble skin. The woman was a work of art. And if she hadn't already diapered and humiliated me I'd have tried to make a move on her, no doubt. 

"Come on then, sweetie." She said as she pulled down the rails of the crib. "Let's get you ready for school."

It didn't take long for Kate to get me ready, and by the time she was done I realised quite how obvious the bulge of my crinkly, puffy Tena slip maxi was. I was wearing a standard pair of black trousers and my school jumper, but anyone with a set of eyes would be able to see the bulge sticking out from my butt. 

Once I walked around the room a little bit I also noticed that the crinkling sound was beyond loud. My only hope would be if I moved when the class was being loud so they were less likely to notice.

"Don't you look cute." She cooed as she straightened out my jumper and gave my diapered butt a little pat. Kate stretched her arms around me and brought me into a warm embrace, forcing my face into her waiting cleavage. Suddenly all my troubles were forgotten and the only thing that existed was her two glorious breasts engulfing me.

*

Before I stepped out the door, I took a deep breath. This was absolute madness. A few days ago, I was just discovering new levels of my fetish. I had just ordered my first nappies and was ready to experiment. Privately, on my own. And yet here I was being domineered by a sexy nanny who was now forcing me to go to school in a diaper. I would almost definitely be discovered. 

"Bye sweetie." Kate winked before nudging me out the door onto the driveway to my enormous house. And suddenly I was stuck out there in the big wide world, in a diaper...

The walk to school was cringeworthy. There was no telling who knew my secret and who didn't, so I just had to assume that everyone was aware. I felt like such a baby. The only thing that could have made this worse was if Kate had of banged a pacifier in my mouth before she sent me on my way.

Surprisingly, as the day unfolded I was left pretty untouched. I wasn't a popular kid by any stretch of the imagination. I was quite a solitary character who faded into the background instead of standing in the limelight. That social status was proving advantageous today, as nobody was looking for the background kid, and especially not checking out the background kid's ass.

"I've never seen you around here before." A girl said as she sat down next to me at the lunch table, startling me as I had been eating alone until then. She wasn't any girl either, she was a pretty girl. She had shoulder length brown hair, gorgeous blue eyes and a bosom that strained against her jumper, looking ready to burst free.

"I'm not a very noticeable guy." I chuckled nervously, wondering why this girl was even giving me the time of day. 
"Well I think you're cute." She smiled. Her cheeks had a warm, rosey hint to them that made me feel all fuzzy inside and put at ease. 
"What's your name?" She asked innocently, however I was acutely aware of the diaper between my legs as I was talking to this beautiful young girl.
"Damon Love." I said unsurely, my voice jumping a little in a typical case of teenage anxiety. 
"That's a lovely name." She smiled, emphasising the 'love' in 'lovely' "I'm Danni." She replied. "I think I'm in the year below you, right?" 

I nodded in response. 
"Yeah," she continued. ". I hope it's cool that we're hanging out though,  even though I'm younger than you, yeah?"
"Yeah!" I said, maybe too enthusiastically. "Yeah it's no problem at all." 
I wasn't exactly a hit with the ladies, so I decided to take this opportunity by the horns. 
"Hey, what are you doing after school?"

The moment I had uttered the words I desperately wanted to shove them back in my mouth.
"Nothing," she answered nonchalantly, "you wanna walk me home? We can take the long way if you want." She said sweetly, putting her hands together, which forced her breasts together a little.

I'd never agreed to anything faster in my life. I'd never heard of Danni before, nor even seen her. But suddenly she was my only focus. What if she became my girlfriend? God, that would be incredible. Not even the thought of going back home to Kate could dampen my spirits. 

The rest of my lessons were a blur. I finished off the day with maths and science before sprinting to school gate, where I had agreed to meet Danni. 
"Right on time." She laughed as she came out of the gate, her plaid skirt swinging back and forth as she went. She was wearing black pantyhose that slid beautifully up her legs. 

We walked and talked for a while. I told her a little about me, and she told me a little about her. I tried to keep the conversation fluid and loud, so as to cover up the sound of my puffy diaper butt as we went. 

"This is my stop, Damon. Thank you for walking me." She said as she leant forward and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I felt myself blush. 
"Before we go, I just have a quick question and I hope you don't find it too personal..."

"...are you wearing a diaper?"

Not So Big Brother (Chapter Four)

Jack had never felt so damn humiliated in his life. Not only was he wearing a diaper, and had just finished clearing some of his sister's shit off the bedroom floor, but now he was also changing her diaper like a baby.
"There's a good boy." She giggled as Jack ripped down the sides of the pull-up as instructed. Ellie wanted it to open up like a real diaper.

Jack gagged when the diaper opened up. It was literally full to the edges with Ellie's shit, and as well as that was absolutely saturated with her piss. How could one little girl make so much mess? 

He slid the pull-up out from underneath her butt and quickly tossed it in the diaper pail. He didn't want that thing to be exposed to fresh air any longer than it needed to. 
"Don't forget to clean me up." Ellie said sharply, making Jack jump a little. She was acting a lot more stern and confident than she felt. She couldn't believe this was working! And as well as that, this was the first time she had messed on purpose. Normally she just had to deal with a little that slipped out by accident. But the steaming load that she had just presented her brother with brought her great satisfaction. 
"Who's a good baby, Jacky? That's right! You are!" She giggled demeaningly as her brother wiped her ass clean. Ellie gave an involuntary shudder as he wiped her pussy, which she kept well shaven so that she didn't have to worry about anything getting caught in the hair.
"This is wrong, Ellie." Jack grimaced as he finished wiping her clean, face to face with her vagina. 
"No, no, Jacky. Something that feels this right can never be wrong." She sighed contentedly as she laid back and let her brother finish diapering her. He fumbled clumsily as he did up the two sets of tapes, and then retreated back. He didn't want to be around his sister's crotch any longer than he had to. 

"You're a good boy, Jacky." Ellie smiled with what seemed like genuine warmth. She got off the bed and stood before him in her orange t-shirt and nothing but a diaper on her lower half. She looked like such a baby, and the thought made her giggle a little. What had once been a problem for her had now turned into something she could enjoy. She wasn't disgusted by having to wear a diaper, the very thought of it excited her!

This was the first time that Ellie had worn a proper diaper though. It felt different to a pull-up. Like a more exaggerated version. She didn't just have a bit of padding on her behind, she had a massive poofy crinkle butt! Ellie patted it and laughed at the feeling of it, whilst her brother looked on unsurely. He was sat in the corner. Silent and defeated.

"Now, Jacky." Ellie said, as she pulled her brother over to the bed and spoke to him closely, as if a child. Jack stood almost a foot over  her, but the way his shoulders hung and how he held his head low, she may as well have been fifty feet taller than him. She felt so powerful. "You weren't as fast as Mama Ellie wanted you to be, so you will have to be punished I'm afraid." 
Jack straightened up a little, wary and unsure of what Ellie was on about. "You need to be quicker with Mommy's diaper changes. She doesn't want to be sat around in her soggy, wet diapers for too long.  So with that being the case," she said with a smirk as she pulled her brother over the end of the bed so his diapered butt was sticking up in the air. "It's time for you to get your spanking."

Jack couldn't help but snort at that. 
"Spanking?" He asked. "Ellie, you're taking this too far." 
"Is that disobedience I hear, Jacky?" She asked, folding her arms and tapping her foot expectantly.

Jack lay there for a moment. Thinking. Plotting. Planning. And then? Snapping. 
"You know what, Ellie?" Jack spat as he got up off the bed and stood over her like a giant (in a diaper, mind you). "Fuck you. I'm not having you blackmail me for the rest of my life with this. Send those pictures for all I care." He said with an arrogant wave of his hand. 

Ellie looked at him smugly for a little while and then pointed up in the corner of the room. There was a GoPro camera mounted up there. Ellie had been filming all of her and Jack's 'activities'. 
"Think this through, Jacky." Ellie said. "You really want all your friends to see you piss your diaper? You want your girlfriend, Michelle, to see her big strong man clearing up his sister's shit like a little bitch?" 

Jack's posture became skunk again. The thought of Michelle, beautiful Michelle, seeing him like this was stomach wrenching. He decided to back down and wait for a more opportune time to react to his sister's torment. 
"There's a good boy." She cooed, her gaze easing a little. "However a naughty boy like you needs to be punished for defying his mommy like that. Don't you think?" 

Jack didn't move an inch. 

"Yes he does." Ellie answered her own question and then proceeded to go to her room. "Follow me, Baby. Mommy has the perfect punishment for you."

*

"This," Ellie said with a confident reveal, "is your new punishment box." 

Before them was a Perspex box, no bigger than three feet by two by two. It was see through, and at the bottom was a hole with a rubber rim around it. It was held up by an adjustable metal frame.
"Now, Jacky, I want you to sit down and put your head up through the hole in the bottom of your punishment box."

Jack looked worried. But still gripped with fear of his girlfriend seeing him in this state, he obliged. And went and sat on the floor with his head going up into the punishment box. The rubber seal fitted tightly around his neck. He looked like a museum exhibit. 
"Ellie, what's all this about?" He asked, wriggling into place and sitting in fearful anticipation. 

"This," Ellie said gleefully as she pulled her diaper pail out from under her bed. "Is your punishment." 

Ellie took a diaper out of the pail and threw it into the box with Jack's head in. It slapped him in the face with a wet crinkle and then landed at the bottom of the box in front of him. Luckily it wasn't messy. But the smell of Ellie's piss was ripe in his nostrils. 
"Ellie, what the hell?" 

"Be a good boy Jacky. Remember, I can always make things worse." 

Ellie continued to throw her dirty diapers into Jack's box. Most of them successfully hit him in the head and then began to pile up around him. Ellie had thrown a couple of messy ones in the too. One of which had opened up in front of Jack's face with a wet crinkle. The smell was overpowering, Jack began to wretch. 

"Now, Jacky. Because you tried to defy mommy, you're going to be spending a couple of hours in your box whilst I get some things from the store." 

Jack could hear Ellie, but couldn't see her through the wall of her wet and messy diapers...

Not So Big Brother (Chapter Three)

Jack couldn't believe what was happening. He knew exactly what Ellie's game was. The more he gave in to her blackmail, the more blackmail she would be able to hold against him. She showed him the picture she had just taken; him sat on his bed a poofy adult nappy. It was humiliating.
"Just how long do you think you're going to get away with this?" Jack asked, trying to come across a lot bigger than he looked. Because at the moment, he looked like nothing more than a whiny little baby boy in a diaper.
"How long do you think it will take Mom to find out? You're not exactly being subtle, are you?"

Ellie agreed. She wasn't being subtle. But she wouldn't have to be. She had a plan.
"Has it not occurred to you, Jacky, that it's the school holidays for the next four weeks?" Ellie said bluntly.

Jack's heart sank. She was right. And with their mom working 9-5 everyday Jack would have no choice but to spend eight hours a day for the next month doing whatever Ellie told him to.
"And besides," Ellie continued. "If mom finds out that you were teasing me about my problem, she'd probably just tell me to put these pictures up straight away regardless." She said smugly. Ellie and her mother had always been close, and her mother had always said if something teased her at school they would never feel the end of her wrath.

"Anyway." Ellie said as she started fiddling with something in the bag she had next to her on the floor. "We can't be having a day of fun without starting with a healthy breakfast." She produced a large baby bottle filled to the top with milk.
"Baby needs to get his milk so he can grow up to be big and strong." She said, making a muscle man stance.

Ellie took the bottle over to Jack, who was sitting there in nothing but his diaper, unsure how to tackle this situation. She popped the nipple of the bottle into his mouth and sat down on the bed next to him, putting him into a nursing position. He reclined back and rested the back of his head in her lap. Seeing his sister from this angle was so peculiar. She looked so much bigger from down there.

"Who's a good little Jacky?" She cooed as she teased his mouth with the nipple of the bottle. "If you finish it all right away, I'll give you a present."

Jack was wary of this, but again was eager to get into Ellie's good books. He needed her to stay happy with him. So he sucked eagerly at the baby bottle and drank it dry. The milk was warm and creamy, but had a hint of something else about it...

"So what's my present?" He asked curiously. Ellie frowned at him, and raised an eyebrow expectantly.
"So what's my present, mommy?" He added, looking rather ashamed of himself. If he were a dog then his tail would have been between his scared little legs.
"A wet diaper!" Ellie cheered as she stood up and started filming with her phone. Jack looked at her in confusion. What did she mean?

And then he felt it. He felt the agonising wrench in his bladder that meant soon, whether he wanted to or not, he'd be emptying it wherever his dick was pointing. And right now it was in his diaper.

Jack looked down in disbelief, whilst Ellie looked on in glee. He felt every muscle in his stomach suddenly relax, and they both heard the tell tale splash and trickle of a little boy filling his diaper.
"No! This can't be happening!" He gasped as he saw a yellow stain start to emerge on the front of his padding. Ellie was giddy with delight seeing her brother reduced to this, and catching it on film no less.

The padding between Jack's legs began to swell, and the material that was once so thin and crispy had become bloated and squishy.
"How does that feel, baby Jacky?" Ellie giggled to herself. She had already wet her pull-up this morning, and knew that the sensation she could feel at the moment, the warmness around her crotch, Jack was feeling right now, coupled with the fear of having lost his bladder control.
"Don't forget, little baby," Ellie said darkly. "I own you."

Jack felt so humiliated. So humiliated and scared. How long had he lost control for? A day? A week? Longer? He'd have no choice now. Wearing diapers wouldn't just be a punishment for him. It would be a necessity. Ellie was holding all the cards now. His mother wasn't going to rescue him, his girlfriend Michelle wasn't going to rescue him. He would just have to keep playing it sweet for fear that if ticked off, his little sister could upload a video of his wetting a diaper at any point she wanted.

"Right then, Jacky." She said once she was sure he'd finished flooding his diaper. And boy did he flood it. The now yellow material was ballooning, and moisture was forming on the outside of the plastic of his diaper. "It's time for a diaper change, don't you think?"

Jack looked at her evilly as he sat down again, making his diaper squelch beneath him as he laid down ready for his change. Ellie raised her eyebrow again and then wagged her finger at him.
"No, no, no, Jacky. You're staying in your wet diaper as punishment for drinking your ba-ba too slowly and talking back. You're going to give ME a change."

Jack got up unsurely, not entirely sure if Ellie was joking or not. But when she peeled off her skirt and put a fresh adult diaper in his hand to go in place of her pull-up, he realised she was in fact deadly serious.
"You want me to change you?" He said as he started unfolding the diaper in his hands.
"Yes, yes I do." She smiled with a wink. As she stood there before him he could see her purple pull-up was swelled just as much as his diaper.
"There's no way I'm touching your pissy pull-up." He laughed nervously. "That's fucking gross."

Ellie turned and looked at him carefully.
"Excuse me, baby Jacky? Did you just swear AND not say mommy all in the same breath?"

Jack gulped.

"Well since pissy diapers are 'too gross' for you," she said approaching him and taking his right hand in hers. "You can have another punishment."

Ellie took his hand and pressed it against the back of her diaper; the seat. Jack felt weird touching his sister's ass, but the look she had given him told him not to fuck with her.

Jack didn't realise what was going on until Ellie squatted a little and gave a grunt.
"Oh yeah, that's the spot." Ellie laughed as she felt her bowels loosen and a slow log of shit fill up the back of her pull-up. Jack went to pull his hand away, disgusted, but Ellie grabbed it and pressed it harder against the pull-up and her shit. He could feel the already wet diaper getting fuller and fuller as Ellie released last nights dinner into the back of her nappy. She loved that her brother was squirming uncomfortably behind her, feeling ever ounce of mess that was coming out of her asshole.

Once Ellie was finished, she gave Jack's hand a hard squeeze, making him squeeze her shitty pull-up with his hand. Jack retched when he saw a little shit squeeze out of the back of the elastic leg hole and drop onto the floor.
"Don't ever try to tell me you've got it bad, Jacky." Ellie said slyly, enjoying the feel of the hot mess in the seat of her diaper, squished up between her butt cheeks. "Because  I can always make it a thousand times worse."

"Now clean that shit off the floor and change my diaper, little baby."

Not So Big Brother (Chapter Two)

After stealing the lithium Dichlorate and also acquiring a selection of other drugs and supplies whilst she was there, Ellie made her way back home at once. It was a dark walk home, and once she got back she snuck in through the back door, tentatively pushing down the handle and sneaking in.

Jack was in the garage working out and her mother had already gone to bed, so nobody noticed her leaving, let alone her arrival.
"Get ready for a taste of your own medicine, Jack." She giggled to herself, pouring a small sample of the drug into his water bottle. Jack loved to exercise, so she knew he would drink it readily after he had finished whatever exercise he was doing in the garage.

With this in mind, and with her plan already in place, she headed up to bed.

Ellie hadn't realised that she had wet herself on the way back, and so peeled off her soggy pull-up and tossed it in her pail. She wiped her crotch and then stuck on a new one, enjoying the feeling of the fresh, crispness of it against her skin. Ellie didn't remember when she fell asleep, but it was a deep and content one with dreams filled with revenge.

*

When morning came, Ellie rose a little earlier than normal. She had to catch her brother in the act, and knew that he didn't like getting up until late. She crept quietly around the corner outside her room, quickly unlatched and opened his door and snuck up to him. He was lying spread eagle on his back, snoring like a chainsaw. But what would really matter... was what was going on underneath the blanket.

Ellie tore back the blanket, and before she even had a chance to check whether the evidence was there or not, she brought up her phone and started taking pictures of her brother in nothing but his boxer shorts. And much to her delight, they were soaking wet. The room was filled with the scent of his piss.

"What," Jack said, bleary eyed as he sat up, confused. "What're you doing in here, diaper baby?" He said with a little chuckle, until he looked down at his crotch and saw the dark, wet stain that had spread out over his duvet and into the mattress beneath him.

"No, no, no, Jack. I think you're the baby here." Ellie laughed as she took more pictures of him in his confused state. "And if you try anything, or don't do what I tell you, these pictures are going up on Facebook for all your friends to see, understand?"

Jack was lost for words and then went to reach for Ellie's phone. She snatched it away.
"You ever heard of the cloud, Jack?" These pictures are already somewhere that you can't possibly get to them. So don't even try smashing my phone. That's a definite one way ticket to your newest photo shoot going public."

He stayed there stuttering for a little while. Ellie was stony faced on the outside, but was holding a parade on the inside. She'd actually got him! There was nothing he could do to her. He was putty in her hands and he knew it!

"You bitch." He growled at her with genuine hate in his eyes.
"Now, Jack," she tutted at him like he was a child. "language like that won't do whilst you're in my care. Now get these sheets put in the wash. Mom's already gone out for the day with Aunty Steph. So you and I have the whole day to play together!"

Jack sat there for a moment or two, dumbfounded. Somehow, within a single minute, he had gone from being the alpha male in this house, to the bottom of the food chain. He watched Ellie as she sauntered out of the room with a slinky move of her hips as she went.

Should he have just smashed her phone anyway? He wasn't sure. He could easily get pictures of Ellie in her wet pull ups, but she probably wouldn't be threatened by it like Jack. She didn't lean on friends as much as he did. He was a strong guy. Confident and attractive. And he was at the top of a very delicate social ladder. A picture of him in a pissy wet bed would very quickly destroy his reputation. So he'd have to bite the bullet, and do anything his sister told him to.

Reluctantly, and still unsure of just how much bladder control he had now, Jack stripped his bedsheets and put them in the wash. After that he had a shower and returned to his room to find Ellie sat there looking smug.
"There we go, Jacky." Ellie said in a babyish voice. "Does Jacky feel better now after his shower?"
Jack looked at her scornfully.
"Cut it out, Ellie."

"No, no, Jacky. That's not how babies speak to their mommies, is it?" She tutted with a wag of her finger. "Now, come over here and lie down on your bed..." Ellie demanded. "...naked."

"Fuck you." Jack spat. "There's no way that's going to happen." But when Ellie showed him the picture of him looking scared and confused in a pissy wet bed, he reconsidered his approach.
"Fine..." He growled. He peeled off his towel and let it drop to the floor and then covered his crotch with his hands. "...this is fucked up, Ellie."
Ellie slapped his hands, which in turn knocked his balls.
"Babies do not speak like that to their mommies." She said monotonously. "And besides, Jack. You hurt me so much yesterday, and made me feel so scared and embarrassed, that I thought I'd better show you who the real baby is in this house. And from what I can tell..." She smiled slyly as she showed him and adult diaper she'd picked up from the chemist last night. "...the only baby here is you."

Jack went to argue, but he didn't have a foot to stand on. He had to keep Ellie sweet and make sure she didn't disperse that photo, at least until such a time he came up with a plan to get her back.
"Now lie on your back and stop covering up your baby bits. You don't need to be afraid, mommy has seen it all before."

Jack was genuinely scared. He had clearly upset his sister to such a point that she was hell bent on exacting a perfect, full on revenge on him.
As he was lost in his thoughts, Ellie slapped his hands, and he naturally drew them away, exposing his manhood to her. Ellie looked on in awe. Sure it was her brother, but she had never seen another boys bits before. She looked at them curiously.

"Right then, little Jacky." She said as she stared to unfold the crisp, white diaper. She loved the feel of it in her hands. Despite having no choice about wearing her pull-ups, she did enjoy the feeling of padding against her butt and crotch. It made her feel well protected.

Without waiting for any say so, Ellie immediately slid the opened diaper underneath her brother's butt and wrapped it up over his crotch.
Jack eyed her dangerously as she did so, he was desperately trying to figure out how to get himself out of this position.
Ellie did up the tapes on either side and gave the front of his diaper a little tap, making him jump.

"There we go, Jacky." Ellie said triumphantly as she brought up her phone and took another set of pictures of him. "Now you're a baby as well as a bed wetter!"

Not So Big Brother (Chapter One)

"Haha I can't believe this! You big baby!"
"Jack, shut up! Give them back!"

Ellie was trying her hardest to hold back the tears, but she was just so embarrassed and annoyed and FURIOUS. Her brother had pushed it too far this time.

Ellie had been keeping her incontinence a secret for a long time now. All her life in fact. The only people who knew were her, and her mother Brandy. Ellie had never met her father, so it was just the three of them together in the house.

That morning, Jack had been trying to wind Ellie up, as per usual. She lived in the room next to his, so he'd constantly bang against her wall to annoy her, or play porn at full volume to make her feel uncomfortable. He'd always do it when she was trying to go to sleep, just to add insult to injury.

He had burst into her room to try and scare her as she was doing her schoolwork, but much to his delight he had found that on her bed, was a pack of pull ups that she no doubt intended to use.
"Haha, you little bedwetting baby." He snorted as he waved the pack of pull ups above her, just out of her reach.
"Jack, cut it out, I can't help it." Ellie cried, a tear rolling down her cheek and sniffles coming from her nose. Her brother had no idea how embarrassed and ashamed she felt.
"Haha, ok little baby." He said as though disgusted. "Have your little diapers back."

He threw the diapers back and hit Ellie in the face with them. They broke out of the pack and scattered around the floor around her.
"I hate you." She whimpered shoving him out of the room and slamming the door. She locked it behind him and burst into tears.
"I hope you get what's coming to you, Jack." She growled through bared teeth to herself.

But in reality, she knew that nothing would happen. He had been teasing her for her whole life, but this was on another level. This made Ellie feel so disgusting. The fact that she couldn't control her bladder was bad enough, but bowels made it harder. There was only so much that you could hide the smell, especially when you were in public, especially when she was at school. She had to get her brother back.

*

After cleaning her room back up, putting her pull ups away and making sure she'd wiped the tears away well enough, she went downstairs to get her lunch. Her mother was there, bustling about the kitchen.
"Hey sweetie," her mother, Brandy, said. "You want some of my omelette?"

Brandy and Ellie couldn't have looked more dissimilar. Brandy was tall, and full figured. She had striking blonde hair that ran down her shoulders and over her E-cup tits. Follow her body down, and you'd find a fine, meaty ass constrained by nothing more than a tight pair of yoga pants. She worked at the local chemist, and always wore a short dress with tights underneath. You could always see her thong through them.

Ellie took after her father apparently. She had quite a petite figure, with small c-cup breasts and dark brown hair put up in a ponytail. She was a bit of tomboy compared to her bombshell of a mother.

"Yeah, sure." Ellie said glumly, letting her mother plate the omelette up for her which she tentatively picked at.

Her mother strolled across the kitchen with her omelette on a plate before heading into the front room.

"Come down here for a diaper change, baby?" Jack laughed as he poked his head around the door frame. Ellie felt her stomach clench and her fists tighten. Her vision was red. She hadn't felt such agonising hatred towards anyone ever.
"Shut up, Jack. Just let it go."
"Are you wearing one now?" He laughed, leaning over and trying to pull up the side of her plaid skirt.
"Stop it, Jack!" She whined, standing up from her seat at the table and retreating to the far corner of the kitchen.
"Ha! I saw it! You are, aren't you? You're all padded up right now, like a little baby!"

Jack had managed to catch peek up Ellie's skirt at her white and purple pull up. She didn't mind wearing skirts at the weekend, because she tended not to go out or socialise much. However at school she would only wear trousers. She couldn't risk her skirt flying up and someone seeing her diaper.
"So what, have you peed it yet today?" He asked pressingly, closing in on her.

Ellie felt herself blush. And as if all the forces of the universe were against her, she felt a warmness begin to spread around her crotch, causing her diaper to billow out between her thighs.
"No way," Jack said, mouth agape. "You're not wetting it right now!"

He went down onto all fours and put his ear towards Ellie's crotch. He heard a faint hissing.
"Holy shit! You are! You're pissing yourself right here, right now in front of me!"

Ellie couldn't move. She had frozen on the spot and the only muscles that were relaxed enough to move were the ones that were causing her to piss.

Ellie started to cry and ran out of the room. Feeling her diaper squish between her legs as she ran.
"That's right, little baby." He laughed as he sat down and started eating the rest of her omelette. "Run off and go and get yourself changed."

Ellie went back upstairs hungry and dishevelled. She couldn't face Jack again any time soon. He was a monster. He brought such a feeling of anger and anxiety that Ellie felt sick, and was probably the reason she peed her diaper.

Without rush or much motive, Ellie changed herself and threw her wet diaper into her diaper pail, which was gradually getting fuller and fuller. Before long she'd have to get it emptied.

She thought about her incontinence and how embarrassed it made her. A few years back she had been offered pills that could have worked, but they were no good at all. They just managed to made her drowsy and dopey, and if anything made her wet more!

Then the idea struck her. She knew just how to get back at her brother...

*

Ellie had to wait until that night to enact her plan. And boy, was it a plan. Her mother only worked on weekdays, so given it was a Saturday, she took her mother's keys to the chemist out of her jacket and made her way as fast as she could to the high street. Luckily, when she got there, there was hardly anybody about. Most people were out having a good time, not waiting outside a closed chemist. The coast was clear, so she unlocked the door and made her way inside.

Ellie wasn't sure how good the shop's security was, but she knew it was pretty low end, so it wouldn't be anything fancy. Either way, Ellie had dressed all in black and was navigating about the shop with a torch in hand.
"Where is it..." She mumbled as she looked about the shelves behind the counter, where all the drugs were kept. That's when she found it.
"Bingo." She smiled mischievously to herself as she took the box off the shelf. "Lithium Dichlorate." She read. Thanks to her research on the Internet, she knew that in just the right dosage, Jack was going to be putty in her hands...

Nurse Kate: Chapter Six

After receiving my brutal spanking, Kate re-diapered me and tucked me up into bed. It was a little closer to bed time now, but still nowhere near. I had spent most of my day tucked up in a bed that I had no intention of using for hours.
"Now you be good, baby boy." Kate smiled as she made her way up and out of the basement. Her Nurses uniform had ridden up a little, so I could see right up her skirt, and the silky pink panties she was wearing underneath.

As she left I noticed she had left behind a baby bottle for me filled with milk. I hadn't had a drink in quite a while now, and I felt safe drinking it, given that I'd just relieved myself not half an hour ago.

The bars of my crib had been pulled up, but I could still reach through them and grab the bottle. I didn't want to untuck the blankets that Kate had put around me, or she might get suspicious that I had got out of my crib.
I placed my lips around the nipple and sucked eagerly from the bottle. The milk was warm and creamy. Despite thinking I had only taken a few sips from the bottle, I realised that I'd actually finished the whole thing. About a litre of it in total.

"That's better." I gasped after downing the whole thing. After that, I took a moment to just appreciate the situation I was in. I was sat in an adult sized crib, in an adult sized diaper, with a sexy nurse looking after me and punishing me when I was bad. It seemed like a dream; an absolute fantasy. And yet, it was tainted by the fact that my mother set all these wheels in motion. Everything that was happening, right now, was caused by her finding out about my fetish. She had probably told Freya by now, and the thought of my sister seeing me in this position was embarrassing beyond belief.

I spent a good couple of hours sat there just thinking before I felt a horrible twinge in my gut.
"Uhhh..." I groaned, suddenly feeling my bladder shrink and the pressure within it increase. I needed to pee so bad.
"That's the ticket, baby." I heard Kate say as she walked nonchalantly down the basement stairs. "I know what that face means. That face means the laxatives are working their magic, doesn't it?"

She had been watching me this whole time. She spiked me with laxatives in the milk and now not even my pride was going to be able to stop me pissing myself like a little baby boy.
"I know baby didn't want to wet his nappy for me, so mommy had to take some extra action. A baby should know his place. And babies wet their nappies, whether they want to or not."

I felt so beaten. So cheated and beaten and babyish. Kate knew she was going to get her way. She knew that whether I liked it or not, I'd end up sat before her, in my crib, waiting for my nappy to be changed.

I could feel the pressure building in my bladder. The laxatives were beginning to take effect and no matter how hard I tried I couldn't hold against the torrent that was coming.
"This is what you get, baby boy." She giggled as she walked over to the crib and leant over, exposing a generous amount of her cleavage over her pastel blue nurse uniform. A little of her dark blue bra was showing too. "This is what you get for thinking that you can beat me at this."

She pushed down hard on my stomach and that was it. There was no holding back now. I felt my bladder suddenly give way and a stream of piss shot into my diaper. I could hear it, coupled with the crinkle of the material as I fidgeted in my crib. Nurse Kate smiled at me with glee as she pulled back my blanket and watched my nappy fill with pee and turn a light yellow colour.
"There's a good boy." She grinned. I could feel the material billowing out and expanding between my thighs, becoming heavy with the weight of my piss.

"Good baby." She said in a hushed voice as she rubbed the front of my saturated diaper that looked like it was ready to blow at any second. Small droplets of moisture were beginning to form on the outside of the plastic front. I lay down in the crib with a sigh, exhausted and ashamed. "Baby really had a lot to drink, didn't he?"

In reality I hadn't had that much to drink, but given that I'd cut my pissing short earlier when I thought Kate was going to catch me, I probably had a lot leftover in the tank. The laxative had completely drained me dry, and my diaper was ridiculously heavy and bloated between my thighs.
"Come on, little baby." She teased as she pulled down the rails of the crib. "It's time to get you in a fresh diapee, I think!"

Kate lead me over to changing table in the corner. I couldn't help but waddle, given the amount of liquid I was holding between my legs, and I couldn't help but smile as little as my diaper squelched and crinkled as I walked.
"I think baby enjoys this a little more than he's letting on." Kate giggled, sitting me down on the changing table with a soggy squelch from my nappy.
"There's a good boy, now lie down for Mommy, baby Damon."

The change was relatively quick. She pulled back the tabs, slid out the nappy (which was full to the brim!) and chucked it into the diaper pail next to the table. Her hands moved quickly and deftly, and before long Kate had me all wiped up clean and back in a fresh diaper, which felt unusually crisp and light compared to the bulky, soggy one that I had just been wearing.

"There we go, little one." She smiled warmly, almost affectionately, as she tucked me back up in my crib for bed.
"I'll see you in the morning for your first day of school in a nappy." She cooed before making her way back upstairs.

My heart sank as the realisation set in that I'd have to try and go to school in a diaper...

Harry Potter and the ABDL Society (Chapter (2)

Make sure you read chapter one first, and 'Harry Potter and the Diapered Curse' :) thanks for reading!

Harry didn't sleep much that night. As dawn was starting to break through the trees of the forbidden forest, he felt a rumbling from above him.
"You've got to be fucking kidding me..." He sighed as he watched Hermione's asshole begin to quiver above him. He couldn't see much through the thickness of her diaper, but with the sun starting to rise he could at least make out her butthole and the enormous pile of shit in the bottom of her diaper from earlier.

PFFFFFFFT!

The sound of Hermione's trumpeting tore through the silence of the forbidden forest, before lo and behold, an enormous log of shit began to emerge before landing in the bottom of her diaper, adding to the mountain already there. The log of shit was taller than Harry was, and as it landed in her diaper it rolled downwards on top of him, crushing him under its weight.
"This day can't get any fucking worse." He grumbled as he dwelled on the fact that his friend had just shat all over him while she slept.

All of a sudden, Harry felt a hand on his shoulder. He whipped around the see the perpetrator, only to be met with Hermione's 'shit mountain' with a pair of skinny, freckled arms sticking out of it.
"It can't be..." Harry gasped "you're dead. Hermione ate you."
Ginny gradually wriggled herself free of Hermione's shit and stood in the bottom of the giant diaper with Harry. She had a wicked grin spread across her face.
"What goes in must come out, Harry. Everyone knows that."
Harry drew in a breath, ready to shout out for Hermione, but Ginny pointed her wand at him, and sealed his lips together with nothing more than a rapid incantation uttered under her breath.
"Hear me out, Harry." She said sternly. "I'm not here to fuck anything up this time."
Harry turned his head in confusion. This was the girl who planned to kidnap him and use him as a tiny, diapered sex slave. Who knows how long for?

Harry gestured for her to unseal his lips. He had no plans on shouting for Hermione.
"What about Cho?" He asked as his lips unjoined. His eyes were glistening with tears that Ginny couldn't quite see in the darkness of Hermione's diaper. "What about the girl that you shoved up your ass to die?" He spat bitterly, like the words were poison in his mouth.

Ginny shuffled nervously from foot to foot, squishing Hermione's shit beneath her. After spending so long in Hermione's digestive system she had grown immune to that which was once so disgusting to her. Her clothes had been dissolved by Hermione's stomach acid; her leather femdom outfit and diaper.
"We don't know she's dead." Ginny stuttered, suddenly aware of the severity of her crime. She was no longer caught up with the sexual power of it all. She was looking at it from a human's perspective. She might have killed one of her best friends by shoving her up her ass...

"Harry, we don't have time for this. We need to get out of here and back to the school!" Ginny urged him, feeling Hermione shuffle slightly in her sleep, before letting out another enormous fart that blasted Ginny in the face, making her feel like she was going to vomit.
"I'm not going anywhere with you." He snarled, "not until I see Cho Chang alive."

Ginny huffed a little and crossed her arms. She had no idea if Cho was alive or not. If Ginny could pass through a whole digestive system then surely, surely she could have survived up Ginny's asshole for a while. Right?
"I don't know if I can reach her." Ginny said unsurely. She felt like she needed to take a shit, but that was almost definitely Cho that she could feel up there. In reality though, she didn't want to be the one to have to pull Cho's dead body out of her ass. Maybe she could get some assistance.

"I'll need your help." She said bluntly, looking as though she had already given herself to the task.
"Come on, then," she said as she bent over doggy style, kneading her hands into the pile of Hermione's shit beneath her. The giant diaper squelched beneath her hands and knees, making some of Hermione's pee seep up onto the surface.

Harry wasn't really anticipating this. But he was too eager to see whether Cho was alive or not. He had to know. He'd had crush on that girl for so long...

"You're going to have to stick your hand up my butt and fish around in there for her." Ginny said bluntly, raising her wand and tapping it on her bare rear whilst muttering an incantation. Harry wasn't quite sure what she had done, until her saw the lube dribble out of her asshole.
"I'll try not to enjoy it too much." Ginny winked.

Harry sighed without saying a word, and got down on his knees behind Ginny. He put a hand on one of her cheeks which made her shiver slightly, before he began teasing her asshole lightly with one finger. He was trying to scrape up some of the lube so he didn't have to go in there dry.

"Uhh..." Ginny moaned as she felt Harry's finger circle her asshole.
"I thought you were trying not to enjoy this." Harry said, with only a hint of a smirk.
"Trying doesn't mean succeeding." She replied, "what can I say, I'm a sucker for ass play."

Harry ignored her growing gasps and moans and before long he had two fingers up Ginny's ass. Her butt was dripping with lube.
"You won't get hold of her unless you get your whole hand up." Ginny panted in anticipation.
"My whole hand? Are you sure you can take that?" Harry asked unsurely, trying to get his fingers a little deeper but with little success.
"Please, Harry." Ginny rolled her eyes and smirked. "I've had bigger things than your hand up here."

Harry chuckled to himself before eventually working his other fingers into Ginny's butt. He now had his whole hand in there up to his wrist. He could feel Ginny trying to push back and forth against his hand in an attempt to fuck it with her butt.

He slowly worked his hand deeper and deeper, inch by inch, before he hit something solid. He thought it might just be some shit, initially, but with further probing he came to the conclusion it must be Cho. It just had to be.

Slowly pulling his hand out, as slowly as he'd shoved it in, Harry drew his hand from Ginny's hungry ass, trying to keep her asshole prised open on exit so as not to crush Cho's body.

It was definitely her.

Harry was panicking. He laid the tiny, naked girl down in his hand (it was strange to be the giant for once) and put an ear to her mouth.
"Is she ok?" Ginny asked, still gasping and trying to get over her anal fisting. "Is she breathing?"

Harry felt a jump in his stomach as Cho's tiny body sprang to life.