âItâs hard to believe youâre âbigâ when your diapers are that thick and your clothes are that babyish, kiddo. Just the way Daddy wants to keep you - totally baby brained and diaper dependent.â đŁ
If Daddy thinks that your throbbing chastity cage should be hidden away under the thickest diapers then thatâs what youâll be wearing. You donât need to walk; you can crawl for Daddy. Theyâre thick enough to last for a long time too, those diapers wonât be coming off until youâre a real sulky stinky sissy.
If Daddy thinks youâre complaining too much or that your pathetic girly whining is too loud then heâll just pull out a pacifier gag which he can pop into your mouth. He might smile as he pictures you wrapping those red lips around something else of Daddyâs⌠but maybe later when youâre so desperate to get out of that diaper youâll do anything heâll get what he wants.
If Daddy wants to spend the day teasing you while he sits down toying with his cock, then thatâs what heâll do. Heâs allowed to play with himself whenever he wants but those thick mittens are to make sure that you canât get hold of any special toys that might make you feel good. Theyâre to make sure that you really canât feel anything when you rub those incredibly thick pants.
Daddy has decided that he wants a desperately horny little sissy and thatâs what youâll become.
Being a solicitor is a tough job that requires a great deal of high-level thinking. Youâve got to be aware of everything going on, keeping on top of a mountain of work that usually needs doing in such a short time. Itâs a stressful life. Amy is now far away from that life. Her life has no stress, mainly because sheâs not capable of any âhigh-level thinking anymoreâ.
There isnât too much work needed to reduce someone back into that state of babyhood, just a simple course of brain shrinking. Itâs the brain that has control over everything. Amyâs tiny mind canât balance on two legs anymore, itâs much easier to crawl or drag herself along the floor. Her carer has to make sure that sheâs in thick diapers and plastic pants all the time because she canât help leaving mindless puddles anymore⌠her head is too small to focus on more than one thing at the moment and sheâs having such a tough time playing with the ring game!
The rings stack up on a yellow plastic stick but how? The bigger ones go on the bottom,
but does that mean they go on first? Why are they different colours! The poor thing, she just simply doesnât understand anything anymore! Lucky she has got someone to look after her and stock up on fresh diapers!
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Gewindelt, in eine Gummihose eingeschlossen, peinlich geknebelt, in ein Bondagelätzchen mit Segufix gezwungen, hilflos fixiert⌠bis das AbfĂźhrmittel wirktâŚ.
Tied up, locked in rubber trousers, embarrassingly gagged, forced into a bondage bib with Segufix, helplessly restrained... until the laxative takes effect....
After about a full week of around the clock diapers and chastity, I could feel myself getting a bit stupid with horniness. Easily one of my favorite feelings in the world, especially when itâs caused by diapers and chastity. So I spent a good chunk of that night humping and grinding my pillow, like so, which sadly (for me at least) didnât yield any of the desired results, except to make me a more pliable, hornier, locked-up diaper boy. My friends, husband, and boyfriends have all been incredibly accommodating, and their teasing is encouraging.