Diaper Humiliation Stories

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The Diaper Confession

by paddedpervert on Sep 12, 2017

I always enjoyed the nights when my husband was out. It was pure relaxing bliss -- I could do whatever I felt like, lounge about in whatever (lack of) clothing suits me, masturbate as much as I want, watch whatever kind of porn I want, anything. Meanwhile I know he's away getting something he needs. It wasn't always like this. He used to be very pushy in be...

Ashley's Diapered Day Out Ch. 03

by BabySophie420 on Apr 22, 2020

Normally sitting in a comfy chair and having your nails done is one of the most relaxing experiences anyone could have. But Ashley's mind was nothing but filled with worry as she sat in the chair dressed in an outfit meant for a little girl, wearing a full, leaking diaper as her stomach started to cramp. Ashley kept glancing at the other ladies, wondering if...

Dirty Work Ch. 05

by awopas on May 22, 2018

This story will make no sense without reading the previous chapters. If you didn't like the previous chapters you certainly won't like this new one as it continues with similar themes of scat and humiliation. At the end of the previous chapter our hapless heroine found herself dressed in a diaper and some stickers, in Sylvia's car about to head to the beac...

When You Act Like A Baby...

by pigtailedpet on Sep 25, 2017

This is a story of what happens when Master's slave girl doesn't keep up to date on her work. It is a true story. i have only written it to end my punishment and be allowed an orgasm. As i write it, my punishment continues. i had an insurance claim to file. Master was out of town but called me to ask if i had finished it. "No Sir," i admitted, distracted,...

Behavior Modification Institute Ch. 08

by NancyPan on Sep 12, 2017

It seemed like I was going to have plenty of time to contemplate not only why I was experiencing such arousal at being treated like a helpless infant and a domestic pet, but time to consider my future fate with Kelli. Here I was, diapered and locked in a 4 X 4 X 6 wire dog cage with a solid plastic floor and a doggie bed. I tried to ignore the sensations fro...

Chloe Ch. 02

by SplendidSpunk on Sep 12, 2017

The day my daughter/mother Cathy and my lover/mother Liz gave my ass to one of Cathy's friends was just the start of my life as their baby girl. They made me spend the balance of that day in the same diaper, full of his cum and my own cunt juices, eventually mixed with urine. Late that night they took me to the bath and bathed me, giving me a few baby toys t...

Losers Can't Be Choosers Ch. 01

by SBstories on Jun 19, 2018
Mind Control

Chapter 1 - "Hypnosis thing" The voice on the line was silky yet venomous, like a sting hitting the back of Jonah's neck. It belonged to Princess Ashley, the latest verbal rapist he had welcomed into his life, a barely legal fake redhead whose talent for total humiliation was anything but an illusion. "You're such a pathetic loser, you're lucky I even talk...

Losers Can't Be Choosers Ch. 03

by SBstories on Jul 10, 2018
Mind Control

Chapter 3 - Mama Barnes Sixty-two year old Clarissa Barnes had seen a lot of things in her life. The former History teacher turned TV star on account of a casting fluke had a lot of stories to tell about what really happened backstage that made the tabloids headlines look like child's play by comparison. She believed nothing could surprise her any more but...

Hotel Bound Ch. 02

by ladysub on Sep 16, 2017

I awoke to an almost painful pressure in my bladder. Some wicked part of my brain reminded me of the safety releases on the handcuffs, that I could easily go use the bathroom instead of wetting myself, but I knew that my Master would know. I don't know how He would know, but He would. He always knows. Secondary to the discomfort of my bladder was a dull, ach...

Behavior Modification Institute Ch. 07

by NancyPan on Sep 12, 2017

I had been kneeling in front of Ms. Panington for some time as she finished her breakfast of omelet, bacon, toast, and orange juice. My mind was firing in a confused fashion and I was unsure which of many thoughts, feelings, and impulses to pay attention to, and which to ignore. Fight or flight was quite pronounced and I contemplated getting up then and ther...