Stories where the person being diapered has a female gender expression.
“Hey Briana!” Tamira, her main study-buddy, flagged her down from the door of one of the study rooms. Briana waved back but didn’t hurry over, anything above a slow walk made her crinkle. It probably wasn’t that loud but to Briana’s paranoid ears it sounded like everyone could hear it. “Hey Tamara,” Briana said. “Are …
On the second week of classes, Briana skipped along the gravel path on campus, trying to keep the rocks she was kicking inside the path. She should probably be getting a start on her homework, but it was hard to think about anything but going home and playing Little with her new friend. Evenings had …
Melody had a few days reprieve before she saw Briana again. After the second day she started wondering if Veronica had grounded the girl from talking to her. The quiet was nice but she didn’t want Briana in trouble, and she found herself missing the girl’s chaotic energy. Overall, there were way too many feels. …
Melody’s moving day arrived with Briana in a tizzy. She stood nervously in her room in naught but a pair of pullups, contemplating the two outfits on her bed. One was a sensible pair of jeans and a boring, grown up t-shirt in solid forest green. The other was an excitingly little outfit, a white …
Melody paused in front of the old faux Victorian house, her hand hovering above the door knocker. What had started with a simple ad for a roommate in the campus classifieds had led her to a very uncomfortable meeting. On the plus side, room’s price was a steal, and the live-in landlord had a good …
After the movie her ‘caregivers’ put Keeley on the floor in the living room with a coloring book. They were having a discussion as to what Keeley should call them, because they didn’t think ‘girls’ was respectful enough. Now she had to respect them too? As if! Since she was already opting out of the …
Back at home, after a good night’s sleep, Rose was taking a break from being a baby. She was in her cute rolled-up jeans shorts and a cream colored blouse with no pacifiers or diapers in sight. They still had two days left in the weekend, and today would be a day just to recover. …
Rose crawled along the grass for a long time without really worrying about where they were going. The moment she had put her trust in Aurora she’d stopped worrying about a lot of things. It was probably the magic doing that, and Rose was fine with it. Anything was better than the panic she’d felt …
Being diapered by her co-workers was the most humiliating thing Aurora had ever experienced. More than she could have imagined, really, the memory of moaning on the changing table kept resurfacing to burn her. For a long time she lay on the daycare mat, barely moving lest her diaper rustle or her frilly yellow shirt …