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My Stories and How to Find Them

Welcome to my story blog! My main blog is @destinedfordiapers, but I’m using this blog for my longer stories. Its easier that way.

To make it easier for everyone to find them, I’ve curated the search function on my blog by individual story names. I’ll also try to link each part or chapter to this, but I may forget. In any case, just click the magnifying glass and the following stories will come up:

My New Babysitter: Ever wonder what it’s like to have a babysitter your own age? To desperately want to be treated as the adult you think you are, despite being babysat by a beautiful woman who’s responsible for your diapers? To maybe, just maybe, find a woman that’s interested in you, diapers and all?

Then read along with Jack and his life with his new babysitter.

Parts: One, Two, Three, Four, Five, Six, Seven, Eight

Sammy’s Little Problem: In a world where humans have evolved into three distinct genetic categories: Caregivers, Neutrals, and Littles, everyone is Classified on their last day of high school. What happens to the those who’ve mapped out their whole life—dreaming of college, careers, and relationships—only to find out they’re heading straight back to diapers?

Follow Samantha on her journey to becoming the Little she never wanted to be, but forced to become.

Chapters: One, Two, Three, Four, Five, Six, Seven, Eight, Nine, Ten, Eleven, Twelve, Thirteen, Fourteen, Fifteen, Sixteen, Seventeen, Eighteen, Nineteen, Twenty, Twenty-One, Twenty-Two, Twenty-Three, Twenty-Four, Twenty-Five, Twenty-Six

All Part of the Plan: A collaboration with Boys R Babies about a man who suddenly finds himself having accidents and forced into diapers. His girlfriend seems to be enjoying his diapered descent more than he ever expected…

Chapters: One, Two, Three, Four

Your Saving Grace: You listen as your doctor confirms your diagnosis: shrinking virus. You’re doomed to shrink down to the size of a toddler–or worse. Your wife promises she’ll be the loving new Mommy you deserve. What’s it like entering a second babyhood?

Chapters: One, Two, Three, Four

Taylor’s New Role: Taylor’s last year of college was supposed to be the best year of her life. At least, until she started having accidents. Her boyfriend is supportive but diapers will forever change the nature of their relationship. Follow Taylor as her boyfriend becomes Daddy.

Parts: One, Two, Three

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Anonymous asked:

When will we get more of the sammy story or babysitter story! Desperately yearning for updates.

Hopefully soon! If my inbox is any indication, you are not alone in your frustration in waiting for the next chapters.

I know it’s been a while, but I love both stories. They’ll eventually be written. But I’ll let the people decide what I focus on first.

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My New Babysitter, Part 9

Sammy’s Little Problem, Chapter 26

Your Saving Grace, Chapter 5

Taylor’s New Role, Part 4

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Sammy's Little Problem, Chapter 25

Sammy looked away sheepishly as Allie gave her the “I told you so” look. The giant wet spot on the back of Sammy’s dress—and car seat—where her diaper leaked offered unmistakable proof Allie knew best.

But Sammy would never admit that.

“Alright, Sammy,” Allie said as she picked up Sammy, “Let’s get you changed before you play with Kaya.”

“I-I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to!” Sammy offered.

“I know, Sammy. It’s not a big deal. I need to trust my instincts.”

Sammy watched Kaya stumble around the nursery while Allie changed her diaper, laughing occasionally as Kaya clumsily stumbled over her toys. Allie was thankful for the distraction. For once, Sammy wasn’t squirming around during a change.

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Sammy's Little Problem, Chapter 24

“Ugh, diaper changes are so boring,” Sammy thought as Allie smiled down at her in the changing table.

Sammy looked around the room for anything to distract her. Diaper changes were still embarrassing, but the boredom was the worst. They took so long, especially messy diaper changes.

Allie laughed as Sammy absentmindedly suckled her paci and staring off into space, still groggy from waking up.

“Did you have fun with Lindsay last night, Sammy? She said you two had a blast!”

Sammy blushed hoping Lindsay didn’t mention her tantrum. “M…mmhmm! We had a wotta fun! I made so much pwogwess,” Sammy starts before spitting out her paci in embarrassment, “I made so much prog-ress on my Millenium Falcon.”

Allie laughed at Sammy’s overemphasis on saying progress correctly. “Well, I’m glad! And guess what? I think you’re gonna be excited about today!”

“Why? What’s happening today, Allie?” Sammy asks curiously.

“Hmmm. Well, do you remember asking for a puppy by chance?”

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Sammy’s Little Problem, Chapter 23

“I-I’m sowwy, Windsay,” Sammy offered meekly through her pacifier, staring up at Lindsay through tear-filled eyes.

“Oh, Sammy, you have nothing to apologize for, okay? Lindsay assured Sammy.

Lindsay smiled down at Sammy, glad she finally calmed down. Wiping Sammy clean as she thrashed about, overwhelmed by the moment, had been exhausting. She was just happy to have her friend back.

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All Part of the Plan, Ch. 1

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This caption is part of a series I'm lucky enough to write with the great @boysrbabies! Hope everyone enjoys it as much as me!

“Babe, look at me! You know I love you, you don’t have to be so embarrassed! It’s just a diaper!”

Easy for you to say.

I never thought I’d be in this situation. But here I am, being comforted by my girlfriend after putting me in my first diaper since I was potty trained.

It’s so humiliating.

This diaper, this horrible conversation is the culmination of the most embarrassing two weeks of my life. I have no idea how it got to this point. It all happened so fast.

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All Part of the Plan, Ch. 2

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This caption is part of a four-part series I'm writing with the wonderful @destinedfordiapers! You can find part one here.

"Uh-oh!" I said in a playful, sing-song voice. "Do I smell something stinky?"

My boyfriend straightened up and turned around slowly. His face was scarlet with embarrassment and frozen in an expression of horrified disbelief. He'd just finished doing his first poopy in his pants as an adult.

I'd been waiting for this to happen for days, and it had been hard not to start cheering when I'd seen that look appear on his face, the look that said I'm not going to make it this time. We'd been sitting in the living room watching TV when he'd suddenly jumped to his feet and rushed out of the room, and I'd followed behind him, urging him on like a proud parent. "You can do it, baby! Show me how a big boy uses the potty!"

He hadn't even made it halfway to the downstairs bathroom.

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All Part of the Plan, Ch. 4

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This is the fourth and final part of a caption series I co-wrote with @destinedfordiapers, a very sweet little boy who likes to think he’s a grown-up, even though he can’t hold his tinkles! Here are the links to parts one, two, and three.

"Don't be shy, sweetie," I said, dragging my boyfriend outside. "My friends already know all about your little diapies. There's nothing to be ashamed of."

In truth there was nothing little about the thick disposable diaper pushing his legs apart and forcing him to waddle like he'd only just learned to walk. I'd ordered them online, custom-made to look like sized-up Pampers with their white and teal coloring, although at the moment they were looking more yellow than white. They were the only thing he wore.

"I don’t want them to see!" he whined, digging his heels into the floor. "They'll make fun of me!"

"Baby, you’re a grown man who stills needs diapers," I said, rolling my eyes. “You’re going to have to get used to people making fun of you. Boys who wet and mess their pants aren’t entitled to respect. Now stop fighting me and come outside to the pool.”

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My New Babysitter, Pt 8

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Maddie squeezes my hand as I desperately look anywhere but at her. I can’t bear looking at her, not as my body forces me to fill my diaper in front of the only girl I’ve ever kissed. Every grunt that forces itself out of my mouth is like a punch to the gut from Mike Tyson.

A hand finds its way to my face, turning my head to face Maddie. I don’t fight it despite my deep humiliation. I’m terrified of what I’ll see in Maddie’s eyes as I helplessly fill my diaper next to her, strapped in the ferris wheel, unable to flee in shame.

 “Jack, look at me,” Maddie urges, both authority and tenderness in her voice, “you don’t have to be embarrassed! You really think I didn’t know this would happen eventually? This won’t even be the first messy diaper of yours I changed, silly!”

I meekly look up, meeting her gaze. Her smile is disarming.

“Thank you, sweetie. Now, I want you to push, get all those stinkies out for Maddie, okay?”

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Your Saving Grace, Ch. 4

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This chapter was almost entirely written by the exceedingly talented @diapergirlstories! Without him this might have been published weeks later and by me, a less talented writer. So enjoy it!

Prologue

“Tag, you're it!”

“Hey, no fair!” you yell, trying to catch the speedy toddler.

“You can’t catch me!” she taunts as you waddle as fast as your little legs can go.

Grace watches from the park bench, chatting happily with her best friend. She wishes she could freeze this moment in time. The toddler you’re failing to catch up is her best friend’s daughter.

It took a few years, but your new playmate is finally the same size as you. You were there for it all—she was born after your regression.

Neither of you mind the smells coming from your diapers. It doesn’t matter; all that matters is the game of tag. You follow her down the slide, not caring about the mess smushing against your diaper.

Just as you start catching up to her, you’re unceremoniously picked up. Grace brings your diapered bum to her nose. “I think someone has a messy diaper!” You watch your friend receive the same treatment.

As you’re changed on a park table next to her, you know the fun won’t last forever. Her mom is already talking about potty training. She may be growing up, but you’re not. You’ll be playing at the park long after her.

But for now, you have your best friend. As soon as Mommy changes your diaper you’ll get to play again. And that’s all that matters.

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Started to struggle with a similar problem and someone sent me a link to your story Sammy's Little Problem. I found the story very touching and its helped me deal with a lot of things changing at once. I wanted so say thank you much for writing such a heart warming story!

I was also wondering if there will be any more chapters?

Thank you sir for making a positive difference in my life.

I’m so glad to hear it helped you! I love when I hear things like that, especially for this story! It’s my personal favorite story I write!

And yes, there will definitely be more chapters! I just took a little break from it to decide where I wanted to go from here and make sure I keep putting the same amount of love and care into it!

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Your Saving Grace, Ch. 3

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Prologue

A sudden bump startles you awake, though your eyes and body remain heavy with fatigue. You don’t know where you are or what’s happening, though you feel you’re moving.

Your mind is hazy, sluggish. You vaguely feel as if you’re on a roller coaster, as you think you’re strapped into your seat. You have no memory of getting here or why you’re here, riding a roller coaster.

With a monumental effort to fight off the overwhelming urge to return to sleep, that quiet, dreamless place you emerged from, you slowly open your eyes. It’s dark, you can barely make out any details. It’s not a roller coaster. It’s a car.

You’re not sure if you’re awake or dreaming, especially as you look down at your restraints. You don’t see your usual body. No, it seems like a toddler’s, strapped into a car seat, poofy diaper unabashedly poking out.

You can’t see who is driving, but you assume it’s your Mommy. This must be a dream or a memory long since forgotten from your childhood.

Your eyes feel heavy again. You’re losing the battle to stay awake. You’ll laugh about this with Grace when you wake up—telling her about your strange dream. You let yourself drift off again.

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Your Saving Grace, Ch. 2

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Prologue

All the voices at the party faded away. You didn’t care what they thought anymore. You were hungry and tired. You just wanted a full belly. Nothing else mattered.

Grace held you close to her body, adjusting you to lay perfectly on her lap to feed. A blanket covered you, though you knew it was more for her privacy than yours. Everyone knew what you were doing under the blanket anyway.

Grace smiled, knowing how far you’d come to get to this point. It hadn’t been easy. Feeding had been a struggle at first, even in private. You’d throw tantrums and even try to go on food strikes, though eventually you’d always give in.

But here you were, contentedly feeding in the middle of a party. Her good little boy. She knew your adult mind still resided in your brain, but it didn’t matter. Not anymore. Adult mind or not, you were her little boy. One who needed his Mommy to care for him and fill his hungry little belly.

You’d be asleep before you finished, giving her much-needed time to hang out with her friends and enjoy the party. She wasn’t there for your sake, after all. You may have shrunk down to a toddler and live your life as one, but she was still the same 27-year-old woman who needed to socialize as an adult with her friends. Babies weren’t in her five-year plan when you shrank two years ago, but she got one anyway.

Not that she was unhappy with the situation. Caring for you had been more fulfilling than she ever imagined. She loved being needed by you. She loved caring for you, even when you cried out in the middle of the night with a messy diaper. It was all worth it.

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Your Saving Grace, Ch. 1

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Prologue

“Are you excited, sweetie?” Grace asked.

As you felt the ride jolt forward, saw her beautiful smile looking down at you, you bubbled with excitement. Everything was perfect.

Nothing mattered but the next few minutes. Grace was there with you. You were so loved, so happy. Your troubles were nothing but a distant memory, powerless over your euphoria.

"Yes, Mommy!"

A grandmother, still waiting in line with her grandchildren, watched you and Grace as you sat down, her own mind swimming in nostalgia. Memories of taking her own son on this same ride so many years ago warmed her heart.

She understood nothing was more important to mothers than this. Their toddler would never remember this moment, this trip to Disneyland, their excitement of the Peter Pan ride. But his mother surely would. A cherished memory that would live on in her heart for the rest of her days.

Before you turned the corner into the ride, Grace caught the eye of the older woman. No words were said, but Grace intuitively knew what that smile conveyed. Call it a mother’s intuition. She returned the smile before turning her attention back to you, picking you up and placing you on her lap.

You may have been lost in excitement, but Grace steadied herself, determined to take in the entire experience.

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Taylor's New Role, Pt. 3

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Part two here.

Taylor couldn’t believe she was officially registered as incontinent with the school. It wasn’t that anything drastically changed because of it. There was almost nothing the school could do other than inform her professors and arrange extra time during exams so Taylor could change her diaper if necessary.

No, what made Taylor so apprehensive was how her diapers were becoming such a massive part of her life. Her relationship with Sean was now defined by her diapers. Her classmates saw her wet her diaper in the middle of class. Who knows how far that story has spread? Did her friends now? And now she was officially registered as incontinent with the school.

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Sammy’s Little Problem, Chapter 22

“Thank heavens for Legos,” Lindsay thought to herself. She needed the distraction from the awkwardness of the timeout, as well as something to do with Sammy that was Little appropriate.

It was strange having to think back to her childhood to find common ground with Sammy, when just a few weeks ago they were discussing their future, independence, and careers.

But here Sammy was playing with Legos in a diaper that Lindsay herself changed. It was such a wild departure from everything she expected. Not just for Sammy—but her too.

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Sammy’s Little Problem, Chapter 21

Sammy let Lindsay hold her hand as she followed her downstairs. It felt strange at first, but given her morning, she needed to feel closer to Lindsay.

And what a morning it was.

Sammy tried to process everything that happened in the few minutes she’d been awake. Having Lindsay see her like that, sleeping in her crib—and even worse, onesie—was deeply embarrassing. She must have looked just like a baby!

How could she ever look Lindsay in the eye again and think of herself as an equal, and not some diaper-filling Little? It was one thing for Allie to see her like that. Allie was always like a big sister to her.

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Sammy’s Little Problem, Chapter 20

Lindsay barely slept last night. Today was going to be…interesting. She was going to babysit her best friend. Lindsay practically grew up with Sammy, from innocent elementary slumber parties to swapping their first kiss stories in high school. Even calling her a best friend didn’t do their relationship justice. Sisters fit better.

But today would be radically different than any other time she’d spent with Sammy. They weren’t hanging out as equals, best friends, or sisters. No, Lindsay was babysitting her best friend. She would be responsible for checking—and changing—her best friend’s diapers. Lindsay was in charge of Sammy.

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Sammy’s Little Problem, Chapter 19

“Wake up, Sammy! They finished installing everything, it’s just us again!”

Sammy stirred sluggishly, not wanting to wake up.

“C’mon, let’s get you up, your diaper is about to burst,” Allie says, picking Sammy up, “let’s take your new changing table for a test drive.”

Sammy didn’t respond, perfectly happy to let Allie do the work of carrying her, even if it made her feel little. She wasn’t excited to see her new nursery, but she was too tired to fight Allie. She just wanted to get out her diaper. It was cold and uncomfortable.

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Sammy’s Little Problem, Chapter 18

Read Chapter 17 here.

As they walked out of Littles’R’Us, Alyssa stopped and kneeled in front of Sammy. “Thank you for handling this like such a big girl, Sammy. I know it was difficult for you, but I’m really proud of you!”

A proud smile crept across Sammy’s face, “thank you, Allie. It was a lot to take it, but I’m glad I did it with you! I’d be so scared if you weren’t my Caregiver…”

Alyssa leaned in to hug Sammy. As she did, she remembered her favorite ice cream parlor was next door to Littles’R’Us. “I’m glad you’re my Little, Sammy. I want you to always remember that. Even when you get mad or yell at me, I’ll always love you. And, since you’ve been so good today, what do you think about getting some ice cream before we take the shuttle home?”

Ice cream did sound amazing to Sammy. “Yes, I love ice cream!”

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Sammy’s Little Problem, Chapter 17

Read Chapter Sixteen here.

Sammy sheepishly waddled out of the changing area, hyper-aware of how thick the nighttime diaper between her legs. She sucked on her pacifier, fully aware of how childish it made her look but needing the newfound soothing power it held over her. She had never looked—or felt—so little.

She found it significantly more challenging to keep up with Allie. Every step required her to swing her legs awkwardly to move around the mountain of padding between her legs. It was slow, humiliating work.

Alyssa couldn’t help but smile as she watched Sammy. Nothing could have prepared her for something this cute. With Sammy distracted, looking around at the other shoppers, hoping to avoid being spotted, Alyssa took a video of Sammy waddling behind her, a pink pacifier in her mouth and a matching pink diaper peeking below her skirt. She immediately sent it to her Mom.

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Sammy’s Little Problem, Chapter 16

Read Chapter Fifteen here.

Alyssa smiled. They were making progress. At least Sammy decided on the rest of her diapers without much more of a fuss. Still, there were plenty more opportunities for meltdowns ahead.

It wasn’t easy, but Sammy managed to pick out her daytime, nighttime, and swim diapers without feeling horrible. Even when she looked at the nighttime diaper samples, which she swore were twice as thick as the daytime diapers. But she found some cute—and she hated that she thought they were cute—pink ones that had a different Disney Princess on each one.

Choosing swim diapers felt even more strange. The thought of needing diapers even to swim made her blush harder than she anticipated. Another thing to worry about. And how she could hide those poofy diapers under her swimsuit was something she wouldn’t let herself dwell on. That’s future Sammy’s problem, she said to herself.

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Sammy’s Little Problem, Chapter 15

Chapter Fourteen here.

It took a second for Sammy to comprehend how huge Littles’R’Us actually was when they pulled into the parking lot. It made Costco seem small by comparison. This wasn’t going to be a quick trip.

Sammy took a deep breath, trying to not feel so overwhelmed. She couldn’t help but notice Allie was treating her much more like a Little than ever before. Movie night now felt like a lifetime ago. She still didn’t feel like a Little. She felt the same as she did the day she received the news.

Just…with much less bathroom control. And did get a bit sleepier around midday and around 8 PM, and, she had to admit, did have to work harder than usual to not be emotionally overwhelmed. But still, adjusting to being treated like a Little was harder than she expected.

“You ready, Sammy?”

“Do I have a choice?”

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Sammy’s Little Problem, Chapter 14

Chapter Thirteen here.

Alyssa laid in bed, procrastinating. Today was going to be a long, emotional day. There was no way around it.

Today would be the start of Sammy’s new life. Her first day truly living as the Level Two Little she was. Alyssa would no longer allow Sammy the privileges and responsibilities she’d been enjoying the last few days. It was time.

Alyssa spent the next few minutes writing out the checklist for today. Not that she needed it, but writing it all out was the perfect distraction. The list contained all the basics: diapers, a diaper bag, a baby monitor, pacifiers, onesies and dresses, sippy cups, toys, a changing table, a new crib, and, of course, the car seat.

Mostly, Alyssa was avoiding grappling her most pressing concern: how she was going to break the news to Sammy. Should she wake her up and lay her cards on the table, telling Sammy she would now be strictly treated as a Level Two Little? Or she should she just treat her as one?

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