A Little change for her husband -- (Author) bobotheclown

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Author: bobotheclown
Timestamp: Jul 25, 2024 at 7:36 PM
Content: I am very excited about the beginning of this story. This first chapter is largely wishful for what I wish my wife would do to me.

Chapter One - A small simple start:

Sarah had always been fascinated by the ABDL (Adult Baby/Diaper Lover) lifestyle. However, she never imagined she would introduce it into her marriage with Mark, who was always the epitome of a serious, hardworking man. Still, a seed of curiosity planted itself in her mind, and over time, it grew into a plan. She decided to see if she could subtly guide Mark into this new world without him realizing it at first.

It began innocently enough. Sarah started making small changes around the house. She replaced their usual beverages with mild herbal teas that had a mentally relaxing mild diuretic effect. She encouraged Mark to take more breaks from his work and unwind in the evenings, creating a peaceful, stress-free environment.

One weekend, she suggested they do a fun shopping challenge: buying each other the most unexpected, quirky items they could find. Sarah carefully selected some soft, comfortable adult-sized onesies, presenting them as a cozy and silly surprise. Mark laughed but found them surprisingly comfortable, especially during a later movie night on the couch.

As weeks went by, Mark had a couple wetting accidents due to the effect of the tea. Sarah was able to easily enough clean up their bed in the mornings, while Mark took a shower; but Mark was extremely embarrassed when he had a big accident one day they were out meeting up for lunch. It was then that Sarah started introducing the idea of nighttime protection. She mentioned reading articles about people using adult diapers for a better night's sleep, avoiding those pesky midnight bathroom trips; and he could also wear thinner diapers during the day. Mark, reluctantly agreed that he should wear something to avoid further accidents. Sarah then said she'd pick something up from the pharmacy so he didn't have to feel embarrassed shopping for himself.

The next night, Sarah revealed a huge box of diapers for Mark, that she had secretly ordered from an abdl site weeks before. As Mark opened the box, he was further shocked to see that none of them were plain white, but they were an assortment of baby prints. Before Mark could question, Sarah excitedly said, "Let's get you changed before you have an accident." and she led him upstairs trying to hide her excitement.
Once upstairs Mark was relieved a bit when instead of dealing with the diaper, Sarah suggested 'they' take a bath. Mark then got very excited to spend some sensual time together. However, he was again confused and embarrassed when she had prepared a bubble bath and she wasn't getting in. Instead she was hold a washcloth and very feminine/babish smelling shampoo, ready to wash him.

When the bath was over, Mark was pretty distraught that they hadn't had any passionate time together. He only felt further emasculated when the Sarah was helping him lay down on the towel to get ready for his diaper. He would have been content dealing with a plain adult diaper, but these were a far more embarrassing print, that Sarah had bought him. As Sarah spread out the babish padding under him, she topped off the embarrassment with a strong scented baby powder and rash cream stating almost in babytalk, "this will help prevent rashies." Finally once the front was taped up, Sarah made a big deal of how cute Mark looked in his new diaper, although at this point Mark wanted to just die. He seriously contemplated if all this was really worth handling a few nighttime accidents.

As they led their way into bed, Sarah spooned behind him and rubbed his new padding. Although Mark was still trying to calm down from the embarrassment, he couldn't help but admit to himself that he felt unexpectedly very comfortable. Sarah's nurturing behavior was soothing as he fell asleep, and he found himself sleeping better than he had in years, not realizing when he wet himself.

As the months and weeks continued, and Mark stayed accepting of his diapers and onesies, Sarah gradually began incorporating more ABDL elements into their routine. She always diapered him for bed, but also started to schedule lunch visits with him, so she could make sure she could change him at work as well. She also slowly bought baby-themed blankets, stuffed animals, and other accessories to replace their other house decorations; gently encouraged Mark to use them. She more and more would playfully tease him, calling him her "big baby" and giving him affectionate pats on his diapered bottom. Mark's initial resistance waned as he grew accustomed to the new routine and how Sarah made it feel comfortable and normal.

Finally, one day, Sarah surprised Mark with a complete ABDL setup in one of the guest bedrooms: a decorated nursery with a crib, toys, and changing table. Mark was briefly taken aback and shocked, but found himself actually fairly excited and touched by the effort Sarah had put into it. Sarah's nurturing care made him feel so loved and secure, that he had actually changed his wants and expectations.

Sarah reflected on the changes she was able to push over the last few months: Mark was no longer stressed out over work. He was no longer distant in their relationship, because it was no longer a focus on romance and passion but more a motherly attachment.
Meanwhile, Mark realized that he was no longer as embarrassed about his diapers at home, and he really took a lot of excitement into his blankies and toys, and cartoons.; he largely just looked forward to Sarah pampering him.

Over time, Mark let go of adult responsibilities and Sarah helped him quit his job. Sarah reveled in the deepened security and trust between them, her secret plan unfolding into a shared journey that brought unexpected joy and connection to their marriage. She didn't think she had lost her husband, but largely that she'd gotten her baby.

Though it had started as a secretive experiment, it ultimately led to a more honest and open relationship. Sarah and Mark discovered that exploring new dynamics could strengthen their bond, making their love for each other even more profound.

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Author: bobotheclown
Timestamp: Jul 25, 2024 at 10:41 PM
Content: Although I Chapter One was a personal dream, I didn't feel like it was a good enough one chapter story. In the next part I am trying to extend the their world outside the walls of their own home.

Chapter Two - Fully committing
Sarah had successfully transformed Mark into her baby, but she faced a new challenge. She couldn't continue to work-from-home in her job, and couldn't leave Mark unattended because he had grown so helpless. After some research, she found a daycare that she hoped could cater to Mark, because they advertised that they cared for children and babies with special needs. She hoped this daycare would provide a safe, nurturing environment where Mark could be cared for during the day. After a brief call with the owner, they decided that other than his size, it shouldn't be too much of an issue. They would plan on Mark mostly staying in a baby room, so other kids and parents shouldn't have any awkward confrontations or questions.

One morning, as Sarah was dressing Mark, she explained the new arrangement, preparing his first diaper bag. "Mark, I have to go back to work in the office, so you're going to daycare where they can take care of you."

Mark was worried about interacting with strangers; but was also extremely helpless, being accustomed to Sarah's decisions. He didn't say anything back, because he really didn't need to talk much lately anyway. If he needed anything most of the time he'd point, say as few abbreviated words as possible, or maybe cry. However, Sarah doted on him so much and with such a regular schedule he never really needed anything.

Sarah drove him to the daycare, a brightly colored building, and was welcomed by a very cheerful staff. She pushed the stroller and handed over his diaper bag and gave him a kiss on the forehead before turning to leave for the door. That was the only time Mark was so emotional and started to cry. Sarah gave him a pacifier and exited quickly before she also got too saddened by leaving her helpless husband. The rest of the way to work, pondering "Why did I want to make him a baby?", "Is this a good idea to leave him with strangers?", and "I hope no one makes fun of him."

The daycare was a new world for Mark, but overall the same routine as at home. The caregivers treated him just like the other babies, regularly checking and changing his diapers, feeding him and giving him bottles, and engaging him in playtime activities. Despite his initial worry, Mark found the routine soothing and began to relax in the care of the attentive staff, who never questioned his age.

A few weeks later, Sarah had to go on a business trip and needed someone to take care of Mark while she was away, so she hired a babysitter named Emily, who had glowing recommendations. Emily was in her mid-twenties, energetic, and compassionate. She had nannied for several different families, babysat in her gaps and spare evenings, and even had a bit of experience working with special needs children but had never encountered an adult in a situation like Mark’s.

When Sarah vaguely explained the arrangement, Emily was intrigued rather than put off. She found the idea of taking care of an adult a potential challenge and an opportunity to grow her skills.. Sarah showed Emily the nursery, explained Mark's routine, and demonstrated how to change his diapers and feed him.

"Don't worry, Mark is very easy to care for" Sarah reassured her. "Just treat him like you would any other baby." Emily still thought it funny that Sarah would refer to her husband as a baby, with no inclination of adult behaviors or responsibilities.

After Sarah left for her trip, Emily took charge of Mark's care. At first, she found things a bit difficult because Mark's size made things more difficult than a little baby, but as she settled into the role, she found it surprisingly fun. She quickly noticed how helpless and dependent he was. She enjoyed the playful aspects of caring for Mark, dressing him in cute outfits, feeding him from a bottle, and taking him for stroller walks. Emily wasn't a bad person, but she rather enjoyed treating a 'big strong man' like a helpless little baby.

One evening, as Emily was changing Mark’s diaper, she couldn’t help but laugh softly. “You’re quite the big baby, aren’t you, Mark? It’s a good thing I’m here to take care of you.”

Mark, now completely used to his role, didn’t respond. He simply lay there sucking on a pacifier, letting Emily do her job. Emily found it fascinating how someone could proceed beyond relaxing or a vacation, but completely let go of their adult responsibilities and embrace such an infantile state.

Over the next few days, Emily grew more comfortable enjoying her role as Mark’s caregiver, feeling very motherly and even a couple times being called mommy. She played games with him, read him stories, and cradled him close to her as he drank his bottle. She was amazed at how dependent he was on her for everything.

When Sarah returned from her business trip, she was pleased to find Mark well taken care of and Emily in high spirits. “Thank you so much, Emily. I can see Mark was in good hands.”

Emily smiled. “It was my pleasure, really. Mark is a sweet guy, and it was actually quite fun taking care of him.”

Sarah was relieved and grateful. She knew she could rely on Emily whenever she needed help in the future. As she held Mark again in the rocking chair, she felt a deep sense of satisfaction. Her initial curiosity had led to a complete transformation, one that had brought them closer than ever. Despite the unconventional nature of their relationship, she had found a new kind of happiness together, and with Emily as a trusted caregiver, Sarah felt more confident in balancing her work and personal life.

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Author: bobotheclown
Timestamp: Jul 26, 2024 at 12:09 AM
Content: It feels like Mark's change is not much to write about any further, so I'm taking this a different direction. I hope works out well.

Chapter Three - Testing the waters

With Emily's successful stint as Mark's babysitter during Sarah's business trip, Sarah decided she wanted more stability than hoping Emily might be free to babysit. She never knew the next time she'd be away from the house for work, and also felt like she was burning the candle on both ends sometimes. So Sarah offered to hire her as a live-in nanny.

Emily gladly accepted and quickly moved into the last of the three bedrooms, across from the nursery. Her days quickly filling with the tasks of caring for Mark and helping around the house. Her responsibilities included everything from preparing meals to doing laundry, but her primary duty remained attending to Mark's needs.

Emily's daily routine was the same as during Sarah's trip before: She would wake Mark up, change his diaper, dress him in his baby clothes, and prepare his breakfast. Then, she would take him to the daycare where he spent the workday; while she had time to take care of the house and have some downtime. In the late afternoon, Emily would pick Mark up, sometimes taking him on errands or to the park before heading home.

Taking Mark shopping was an interesting experience for Emily. She found it amusing to see people's reactions when they realized the "baby" in the stroller was an adult man. Despite the odd looks, Emily enjoyed the attention and the uniqueness of her role.

One day, while shopping for groceries, Emily found herself wandering up and down the baby aisle. As she looked at the shelves filled with diapers, baby wipes, and bottles, she started to consider how easily Mark had transitioned into his baby role. A curious thought entered her mind—what would it feel like to wear a diaper herself?

The next day, when Sarah was at work and Mark was at daycare, Emily decided to indulge her curiosity. She took one of Mark's abdl print diapers and carefully put it on. The crinkling and print were strange, but the soft padding felt oddly comforting. She wandered around the house without any other clothes as she completed her daily chores. The sensation was unlike anything she had experienced, and she found herself wondering why she hadn't tried it sooner.

Over the next few days, Emily continued to experiment with wearing diapers. She found them surprisingly comfortable and began to wear them more frequently, even while taking Mark to daycare and running errands. She was nervously careful to keep it secret, but the excitement of her new discovery made her feel more connected to Mark and his lifestyle.

Friday evening while Emily was doing laundry, Sarah walked into the kitchen to see if she could be of any assistance. That is when she made the discovery, she thought she noticed the animal critter print of the diaper visible through Emily's white leggings. Sarah's eyes widened in surprise and disbelief.

"Emily, what are you wearing?" Sarah asked, her voice a mix of confusion and curiosity.

Emily froze, her cheeks turning bright red, but didn't say anything. She was hoping Sarah was referring to her top and not the infantile padding that was more visible than she expected.

"Are you wearing a diaper?" Sarah yelled a bit louder, half in panic, half confused.

"I... I was just curious," she stammered. "I wanted to see what it felt like."

Sarah's expression shifted from surprise to a stern look. She wasn't offended, but she knew she had to do something. "So, you thought you'd play baby too, huh? Well, if you're so curious, let's make sure you get the full experience."

Without another word, Sarah took Emily by the hand and dragged her into the nursery. Emily immediately going numb in fear, unable to react like she was in some out-of-body experience. She watched as Sarah pushed her down onto the changing table and strapped her down. Then, saw Sarah rip off the thin, lightly wet diaper she was wearing, heavily dusted her whole body in baby powder and applied diaper cream, and then diapered into the thickest of Mark's nighttime diapers, including an extra booster pad. Once Emily was thoroughly diapered as thick as she could, Sarah then found a bedtime print onesie to pull over Emily's head. Lastly, Sarah topped things off by popping a pacifier in Emily's mouth and using the onesie clip like a wrap-around mouth gag. Emily's heart raced as she was recovering and now realizing everything that just happened. She felt a mix of embarrassment and excitement; as she felt the massive crinkly bulk between her legs, but also how soft and comfortable the diaper and onesie were. Lastly, she attempted to speak but ended up only thrusting her tongue against the pacifier and swallowing nervously, which started her into almost a rhythmic suckling.

For the whole next two weekend days, Sarah treated Emily nearly just like she treated Mark with a few exaggerated exceptions. She fed Emily only from baby bottles, changed her regularly but into thick boosted diapers, and while Mark was napping took her on embarrassing stroller walks around the neighborhood to see if anyone would comment on the big baby. When they were home, Emily was usually 'locked' in the crib, or strapped into the high chair. On the few occasions she was allowed to move around the house, she basically had to crawl, both because of the crazy thick diaper, and because Sarah told her babies don't walk. Sarah actually felt very guilty being so mean, but knew she had to follow through so Emily would get the point. Emily found the experience extremely humbling but also and thrilling, her curiosity actually turning deeper into understanding Mark's life.

After the two days were up, Sarah ended the big punishment, softly and apologetically. Sarah hugged Emily softly, "I know I flew off the handle and then made things nearly unbearable, for the last few days; but I was trying to prove a point, that I didn't even have."
She handed Emily a package of adult diapers. "To be real, I don't care if you tried or even like diapers, I just need to make sure you can still help me with Mark. I also imagine that after the last two days, you might need these just-in-case, if you want to avoid accidents. And, if you need, I change you when I'm home."

Emily accepted the diapers, her cheeks still flushed with embarrassment. She realized that her curiosity had led her down an unexpected path, but she was willing to embrace it. "I'm sorry I hid it from you and stole them from Mark, and thank you for offering them to me now. I honestly don't know if I do want to wear diapers or not. They are very comfortable, convenient, and I feel like I connect to Mark better."

Sarah reached in to hug Emily again. "How about this? I'll change you into a dry diaper for today, but you decide. You tell me when you want to be babyish or not, you just have to still take care of Mark."

"Thank you. Before you change me and rush to work, can I have a bubble bath, and then some jammies?"

Emily continued her employment and duties as Mark's nanny, now with the added layer of wearing diapers herself and reducing her pay to cover her fetish. The experience brought a new level of empathy and connection between Emily and Sarah.

Over time, Emily decided she liked the comfort of diapers and rarely went without one on. She started to really enjoy the 'little' lifestyle they had all created together. The bond between Sarah, Mark, and Emily deepened, their unconventional family thriving in the shared experience of love, care, and acceptance.

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Author: bobotheclown
Timestamp: Jul 26, 2024 at 12:40 AM
Content: Mark is a full ABDL baby.
Emily's a Diaper Loving Little, when she isn't in full nanny mode.

What do they do when Sarah gets a bad bug?

Chapter Four - a bit of revenge

One morning, Sarah woke up feeling unusually tired and achy. She called in sick, and tried to shake it off; but as the day progressed, her condition worsened. By the afternoon, she was running a high fever, feeling very weak, and becoming delirious while she tried to accomplish tasks.

Emily, always attentive, noticed Sarah's discomfort and insisted she rest.
"Sarah, you need to lie down," Emily said, guiding her to the bedroom. "I'll take care of everything. Just rest."

Sarah reluctantly agreed, her body too weak to argue. She lay in bed, hoping to recover quickly. As the day went on, Emily took care of Mark, like normal, ensuring he was well-fed and comfortable. However, she couldn't shake a new idea that had started to form in her mind.

As evening approached, Emily decided to take a bold step and walked into Sarah's bedroom. Sarah looked up, weary and confused. She was delirious enough she didn't respond to Emily as she approached.

Emily smiled gently. "Sarah, babe, you need to rest and focus on getting better. I think it's time I take care of you, just like you took care of me that one weekend." she said as she handed her a stuffed animal. "And that includes keeping you comfortable and clean."

With the stuffed animal in her hand Sarah mistakenly replied, "thank you mommy..." as she was trying to focus on what Emily actually said.

Before Sarah could protest, Emily skillfully started to change Sarah into one of the baby print diapers.

Sarah's cheeks flushed with embarrassment as she realized what was happening, and saw the designed padding being pulled between her legs. She opened her mouth to object, but Emily placed a pacifier between her lips, with the clip wrapped around her head like a gag, effectively silencing her.

"Just relax, Sarah. Let me take care of you until you're better," Emily said soothingly. "I'm not really punishing you but I thought you could use a bit of revenge. Besides you might actually like it."

"Like it" and the diaper between her legs were the only things that registered to Sarah before she passed out again.

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For the next few days, Emily managed the house. Taking care of both Mark and Sarah wasn't really all that much different than normal days, except she had two babies to change and two mouths to feed.

She wasn't letting Sarah leave bed until fevers reduced and she regained some energy. That meant she changed Sarah's diapers regularly, fed her nourishing soups and liquids, and ensured she had plenty of rest. Occassionally, if Sarah was half asleep, she would try to get her to drink from a bottle.
Despite her initial embarrassment, Sarah found it difficult to resist Emily's firm but gentle care; and she completely understood the desire to get a little even from the prior punishment.

As Sarah's health gradually improved, she was able to completely collect her thoughts and found herself growing accustomed to the routine Emily had established. The experience was humbling, and she felt a new level of empathy for how she had regressed Mark, and the punishment she had forced onto Emily.

By the end of the week, Sarah was feeling much better and ready to resume her usual responsibilities. However, Emily felt like something was still off.
As Sarah went about the day getting caught on work, from home; Emily thought she saw the faint outline of a diaper under her clothes, but dismissed it as wishful thinking. Then, later she thought she saw baby print designs occasionally under her skirt, making Emily wonder if she was seeing things or if Sarah had continued wearing them even after recovering.

The next evening, while they were in the kitchen eating dinner, Emily decided to confront Sarah playfully. "I wonder if living in this house means you want to wear diapers?" she asked with a sly smile.

Sarah's cheeks immediately turned pink, and she hesitated before answering. "Well, I... I found them comfortable while I was sick. And I guess... I didn't want to stop."

Emily laughed softly, shaking her head. "I meant it as a joke and bit of revenge, but even though I liked diapers, I never thought we'd all end up padded."

Sarah nodded, feeling a mix of embarrassment and acceptance. "Yes, it does. I guess we've all embraced this lifestyle in our own ways: Mark wanted to be my baby. I luckily found you, my 'Little' girl. And, I guess I just wanted some of the comfort. too."

The three of them—Sarah, Mark, and Emily—continued to live their unique, diapered lives, supporting and caring for each other. The experience brought them closer together. Their unconventional family thrived, each member finding comfort and security in their shared experience.

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Author: bobotheclown
Timestamp: Jul 26, 2024 at 1:06 AM
Content: I guess with the whole "family" enjoying some portion or another of the ABDL life, the story needs to grow outside fo the walls of their own home.

Here is a very rough draft of Sarah's Mother coming to town for an unannounced visit. She is generally not a nice person and never really approved of Mark marrying her daughter. (I'll edit later)

Chapters Five and Six (Titles and editing coming later)
Sarah's mother, Margaret, had always been a commanding presence. She was wealthy, poised, and used to having things her way. When she announced her visit, Sarah felt a knot of anxiety tighten in her stomach. How would her mother react to the unique lifestyle they had embraced?

When Margaret arrived, she was greeted by a neatly kept home and the sight of Emily tending to Mark, who was securely fastened in a high chair, being fed baby food. Margaret’s eyes widened in surprise, and she turned to Sarah with a stern look.

"Sarah, what on earth is going on here?" Margaret demanded.

Sarah took a deep breath and began to explain, trying to remain calm. "Mom, this is something that makes Mark and us happy. It’s a lifestyle we've embraced."

Margaret's eyes narrowed as she looked at Mark, who was blushing deeply and avoiding eye contact. "I can’t believe Mark has allowed himself to be reduced to this," she said sharply. "And you, Sarah, how could you let this happen?"

Before Sarah could respond, Margaret's sharp gaze caught sight of the diaper hang down from Sarah's skirt. Her eyes widened further as she noticed Emily was wearing a diaper and no pants. Realization dawned on her, and she looked at them incredulously.

"Are you both wearing diapers as well?" Margaret asked, her tone dripping with disbelief.

Sarah and Emily exchanged nervous glances but didn't answer. Their silence spoke volumes.

Margaret shook her head, a mixture of disappointment and determination in her eyes. "If Mark is being babied because he wears diapers, why shouldn't I baby the two of you as well?"
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The next few days were a whirlwind. Margaret decided to move them all to her mansion, where she could exert more control over the situation. Sarah and Emily, feeling overwhelmed and unsure how to resist, packed their belongings and prepared for the move. They felt some consolation that at least her immense wealth might be helpful, and hopeful that she would become more forgiving.

Upon arriving at the mansion, Margaret wasted no time in transforming their living arrangements. She hired decorators to convert several rooms, in the north wing, into very large nurseries; complete with cribs, changing tables, and shelves filled with baby supplies. The walls were painted in soft pastel colors, and the rooms were adorned with cute, childlike decorations.

Sarah and Emily found themselves in matching adult-sized onesies, their diapers thick and obvious. Margaret took charge, ensuring they followed a strict routine. She had Sarah and Emily continue to care for Mark, but now they were also subjected to the same babying treatment.

Margaret's control was absolute. She fed them from bottles, changed their diapers, and made sure they adhered to nap times. Sarah and Emily felt a mix of embarrassment and helplessness but found it increasingly difficult to resist Margaret's firm authority.

One evening, as they were all gathered in the nursery, Margaret looked at her daughter and Emily, both sitting on the floor in their onesies, reluctantly playing with toys.

"This is how it’s going to be from now on," Margaret declared. "You will follow the same rules as Mark. You wanted to baby him, and now you will understand what it truly means."

Sarah looked at her mother, feeling a surge of emotions—embarrassment, frustration, and a strange sense of acceptance. She glanced at Emily, who seemed to be feeling the same way.

As the days went by, they continued to regress like they had allowed for Mark.
It wasn't exactly maternal, but Margaret reveled in the control she had, once again over her daughter; watching as they adapted to their babyish routines.

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Margaret's mansion felt like it had been transformed into a world of babyish routines. After weeks of enforcing her rules, she decided it was time to offer Sarah and Emily a choice: remain as embarrassing diapered babies or attempt to regain adult composure and make something of her legacy. So she gathered them in the living room while Mark stayed in his playpen, nearby.

"Alright, girls," Margaret began, her tone stern yet calm. "After dealing with a full baby punishment for a few weeks, you have a choice to make. You can try to act your age, get back personal privileges, and make something of yourselves; or, lose all your privileges and be a full baby. I won’t tolerate this part time diaper ridiculous anymore.
It’s too late for Mark, he’s not worth the effort.
So, do you want to try acting your age again? But understand that there will be rules and expectations. If you can't meet them, you'll stay diapered babies because I won’t tolerate childish adults that have accidents."

Sarah and Emily exchanged nervous glances. Emily hesitated, her mind racing. She had grown accustomed to her ‘Little’ diapers, but a part of her longed for the independence she had before Margaret took it away. Sarah, shyly looking at the floor, spoke first, trying to say something that would make her mother happy.

"I hope... I think I could try being a big girl again, momma," Sarah said softly, her voice trembling.

Margaret nodded, turning her attention to Emily, who was still silent, struggling to answer, fearing Margaret. Margaret's patience waned quickly. "Emily, your hesitation speaks volumes. You missed your chance. You'll remain a diapered baby. Besides you're not my actual daughter so I'm not terribly concerned with you."

Emily's eyes filled with tears, and she began to bawl. Margaret, unfazed, calmly placed a pacifier in her mouth and led her to the nursery. She gently but firmly placed Emily in her crib, pulling up the side rails to confine her. "You'll stay here in timeout until you calm down," Margaret said, her voice unwavering.

Sarah watched, her heart pounding with fear. She knew her mother meant business. Margaret turned back to her, her expression serious. "Sarah, if you're going to act your age, there are rules you need to follow. You will wear pull-ups, and you must keep them dry. You will use the potty, and any accidents will result in consequences."

Margaret led Sarah to the bathroom and laid out a detailed potty training chart, complete with stickers for successful trips to the toilet and marks for accidents. Sarah nodded, feeling a mix of determination and dread. She knew regaining her continence wouldn't be easy, but she was desperate to prove herself to her mother.

The first few days were a struggle. Sarah tried her best to follow the rules, but her body had grown used to diapers. She had accidents almost every day, each one a blow to her confidence. Nights were even worse; she continued to wake up with a wet diaper, unable to control herself in her sleep.

Margaret observed Sarah's efforts with a critical eye. After a week of repeated accidents, she decided that enough was enough. One morning, after yet another wet diaper, Margaret took Sarah by the hand and led her back to the nursery.

"Sarah, it's clear that you can't handle the responsibility of being a big girl," Margaret said firmly. "You will go back to being a diapered baby."

Tears welled up in Sarah's eyes, and she began to bawl, overwhelmed with a mix of shame and relief. Margaret gently but firmly put a pacifier in her mouth and placed her in the crib next to Emily.

The large nurseries, once a place of hopeful transition, became their permanent home. Margaret's strict rules and firm control had ensured that both Sarah and Emily accepted permanence as babies without question. They spent their days in diapers, being fed, changed, and cared for as if they were infants.

Mark, having long since accepted his babyish lifestyle, watched from his playpen with a mix of sympathy and understanding. He knew how difficult it was to regain control once it was lost.

Margaret, dissatisfied with the outcome, begrudgingly continued to care for her three charges with a mix of stern authority and loving care. She knew that they had all given up their control too easily, but she also understood that they found a strange comfort in their roles.

As the days turned into weeks, the mansion settled into a routine of babyish activities and strict rules. Sarah and Emily, despite their initial resistance, found solace in their new lives. They played with toys, had their diapers changed regularly, and were fed from bottles and baby spoons.

Their bond grew stronger, united by their shared experience. They had given up their control, but they had also found a new kind of happiness. Margaret's strict yet caring approach ensured that they were always safe, loved, and cared for.

In the end, they realized that they had become a family—a unique, unconventional family that thrived in their shared experience of love, care, and acceptance.

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As time passed, Margaret found it increasingly difficult to manage the care of her three adult babies. Carrying them around the house, changing their diapers, and feeding them became physically exhausting. Realizing she needed help, she decided to hire a team of live-in nannies—big, strong nurses who could handle the physical demands of caring for Sarah, Emily, and Mark.

Margaret also felt a deep sense of unfulfilled longing. She had always wished for grandchildren, but given the state of her daughter, that dream seemed impossible. As she pondered this, a radical idea took root in her mind. If her big babies couldn't manage to reproduce on their own, perhaps a specialist could help make it happen artificially.

After some research, Margaret found a renowned fertility specialist who agreed to take on the unique case. The specialist visited the mansion and, after careful consideration, agreed to collect Mark's material for artificial insemination. Sarah would be inseminated directly, and Emily would serve as a surrogate.

The procedure was carried out with clinical precision. Soon, both Sarah and Emily were pregnant, though their mental regression and deep immersion in their babyish roles limited the excitement they might have felt. They continued their daily routines, crawling around the nurseries, playing with toys, and having their diapers changed by the nurses.

As their bellies grew, Margaret's anticipation grew alongside them. She watched as her daughter and Emily's pregnancies progressed, their growing bellies a constant reminder of the new life developing within them. Yet, Sarah and Emily remained in their childlike states, seemingly unaware of the profound changes happening to their bodies.

When they reached the later stages of their pregnancies, Margaret decided that strict bed rest was necessary to ensure the health of the babies. She instructed the nurses to strap Sarah and Emily into their cribs, where they would remain most of the time. The cribs, once symbols of regression, now served as tools to protect the precious lives growing inside them.

Margaret spent hours sitting by their cribs, her mind filled with dreams of becoming a grandmother. She envisioned a future where she could care for real babies, children who would grow and develop as nature intended, unlike her daughter, Mark, and Emily, who had become permanent infants.

As the due dates approached, the mansion was abuzz with preparation. The nurses were ready to assist with the deliveries, and the nursery was stocked with all the essentials needed for newborns. Margaret's excitement was palpable, her long-held dream of grandchildren finally within reach.

One evening, as Margaret sat by the cribs, she looked at Sarah and Emily, both heavily pregnant and securely strapped in. Despite her earlier frustrations and disappointment, she felt a surge of hope and love. She reached out, gently stroking their foreheads.

"You're going to give me the greatest gift," Margaret whispered, her voice filled with emotion. "I can't wait to meet my grandchildren."

Sarah and Emily, in their regressed states, simply looked at Margaret with wide, innocent eyes. They couldn't fully comprehend the magnitude of what was happening, but they sensed the importance and gravity in Margaret's voice.

The day finally arrived. The mansion was a flurry of activity as Sarah and Emily went into labor. The nurses, well-prepared and efficient, helped deliver two healthy babies. Margaret's heart swelled with joy and pride as she held her newborn grandchildren for the first time. Tears of happiness streamed down her face.

Her dream had finally come true. Margaret now had real babies to care for and nurture, fulfilling her lifelong desire for grandchildren. As she looked at the tiny, perfect faces of the newborns, she felt a profound sense of purpose and contentment.

Though Sarah and Emily remained in their regressed states, their roles had shifted. They were no longer just big babies—they were mothers, albeit in a unique and unconventional way. Margaret embraced her new responsibilities with enthusiasm, ready to guide and nurture the next generation.

With the arrival of her grandchildren, Margaret's plans for Sarah and Emily took on a new, more rigorous dimension. To ensure a constant supply of breast milk for the newborns, Sarah and Emily were kept strapped into their cribs even more frequently. Specialized milking machines, designed to mimic the natural nursing process, were attached to them several times a day. The machines hummed quietly as they worked, collecting the milk that would nourish the babies. Sarah and Emily, treated almost like dairy cattle, accepted this new routine with the same passive resignation they had come to accept all the changes in their lives. Margaret monitored the process closely, ensuring that her grandchildren received the best nutrition while Sarah and Emily remained in their deeply regressed states, their primary function now reduced to feeding the next generation.

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Margaret decides to give up on her daughter's family and move the three ABs to a care facility, trying to hide the past; then bring in adoptive parents to raise the new children, as a decent generation that would be more deserving of her inheritance.

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Author: bobotheclown
Timestamp: Aug 3, 2024 at 1:00 AM
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drygin83 said:

Really good story, well done

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Thank you

As I look back at it, the story kind of got away from me about every two chapters. I didn't envision having to disregard the original characters, and wish I could figure out where to start over with the grandkids.

I was primarily thinking how great it would be if my wife got me onesies and started changing my wet diapers. Overall, it would be awesome if there wasn't such a stigma in the general population; because I even have some coworkers that I think would love to know I'm diapered.

For a slight feminist perspective, I think a lot of women would enjoy having their man wearing the 'padded/plastic' pants around the house.
And, if us guys put our masculinity aside for a bit wouldn't really have that much issue being their AB.
You can still grill a steak and watch football in a diaper; in fact, you get to do more of it since you don't have to go to the bathroom, and your wife will change you during the halftime commercials.