So last night I oatmealed my pamps, and this is sorta the fantasy I had that went along with it. The parts based on reality? Getting high, oatmealing my pamps, the fantasy of being teased for pooping my pants as described in the story (yes, I really DID imagine I did that), and the playing with the orca bits.
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I fidgeted in place as I waited for the hot water to start flowing. It had been almost an hour and I could feel the edible I had taken beginning to take effect and the room was already starting to wobble slightly. I didn't have much time left to prepare. Glancing at the bowl of dried oats on the counter I dipped a finger into the flow from the faucet.
Room temperature, almost there, another minute or two.
I moved my hand from the faucet to my crotch, giving my diaper a squeeze. I felt my cock twitch and I exhaled sharply, the slightly swollen soggy diaper felt amazing already.
*Do I really need to fill it with oatmeal? *
As the thought crossed my mind I felt another twitch from my member.
I guess that's a yes...
I looked up, the room seeming to move in slow motion as I did. Everything felt to strange, and floaty.
Oh, yup, they are really kicking in now.
I checked the water, still not hot, but warmer than room temperature. Good enough for me I thought as I grabbed the bowl, sticking it under the faucet. I grabbed a spoon and began to stir gently, my mind wandering as I did. I began to imagine I had been forced into diapers, and had been forced to use them every day. I felt my cock throb at the thought. But I had been resisting messing, and hadn't pooped in several days, and was at my breaking point...
"What's wrong sweetie?" I imagined someone saying, a woman, she had been the one who did this. She had kidnapped me and was forcing me to wear diapers, and was treating me like a baby! I set the bowl down and rubbed my bulging diaper front, I was already so horny that it was hard to focus.
"Go on sweetie, fill your diaper for mommy..." I imagined her saying, her paw giving my rear a pat. I could almost feel it... Taking a breath I managed to pull my paws away from my diaper front and finished mixing the oatmeal and grabbed a scoop. I carefully spooned the semi-fluid oats into the scoop. With a little effort I managed to maneuver the scoop into the back of my diaper and gave it a few good shakes, causing the oatmeal to slowly slide out of the scoop and into the seat of my diaper. I started breathing heavily as the oatmeal weighed down my diaper, it felt so good, and so alien, and so wrong, but so right... I felt my cock throb again, I couldn't believe how turned on I was... The room felt as though it was underwater as I tossed the scoop into the sink, I wasn't done yet... I closed my eyes and squatted while pulling up on the back of my waistband. I let out an audible moan as the oatmeal began to spread across my butt, my mind quickly putting together more of my fantasy...
"What a good little girl you are..." My fantasy mommy said, "Pooping your pants just for mommy!" I huffed and tugged the diaper up as much as I could the mass in my diaper rapidly spreading to fill even nook and cranny it could reach.
"Please..." I moaned out loud, "I-I'm not a b-baby... O-or a g-girl..." I imagined her groping my loaded diaper, the mush somehow still spreading further as she did.
Wait... If I'm pulling up the diaper how did...?
"Oh sweetie, I think you've proven you are... And that you want this..." I squeezed my member through my diaper, imagining it was her again.
"N-no... I-I..." I whimpered out loud.
"Shhhh..." She took my paw and began to tug me towards my bedroom. It was slow, between the wobbling room, and the shifting mass in my diaper, each step felt as though I was descending further and further into my fantasy... As we approached the bedroom a familiar scent filled the air...
Is that... Rubber?
Once at my bedroom I felt myself blush, my orca pooltoy was fully inflated and sitting on my bed.
*Did I do that before I made the oatmeal? I don't remember inflating it... *
"Alright sweetie, playtime... Mommy knows how pent up her little girl is, but it's time to get all those icky feelings out of you..." She said as she helped me climb onto the pooltoy.
"N-no... W-wait, I-mmmmph?!?" Something large and rubbery was shoved into my maw, cutting off my protesting.
A pacifier? When did I grab this?
"Hush now, it's silly that you think you have any choice, this is what mommy wants." She said as she put her paws on my hips and pushed me forward, forcing me to grind against the pooltoy. "Like this ok? You can do it."
It didn't take much convincing. My mind was already foggy from the edible, now in full swing, and I was already unbearbly horny before this moment. Despite that as I thrust against the toy I couldn't help but feel humiliated. Each time I pulled back I felt the mushy load in my pants press against me, reminding me of what I had done... Or at least what I had fantasized I had done.
"Good girl..." She whispered in my ear, I couldn't believe how real it felt now, I could swear she was really there. "Doesn't it feel good? To have such a fully, stinky diaper?"
Fuuuck, it does, it really does!
"N-nu! I... I-I dun..." I mumbled around the pacifier, "I naw a baby..."
"Yes, you are. You are MY baby." She said, her paw pressing agaisnt the seat of my diaper, pressing firmly in rhythm with my thrusting, smooshing the mess somehow even more, reminding me of what I had done. "And you had better get used to this feeling... Because you are going to be feeling it a lot, every day."
I huffed and moaned into the pacifier, I was so close, I could feel myself right on the edge of release now. My cock throbbed again in it's soggy, mushy prison.
Oh god, every day? This every day? Fuck... I've always fantasized about it... Wait... This is... THIS is a fantasy...
"No it's not sweetie." She said. "This is very real."
My foggy mind tried to process what she had just said as I felt my orgasm rapidly approaching. My senses were already overwhelmed by the scent of rubber, and the mushy feeling in my pants.
Real? what was she talking about?
"I mean, this is real, you are mine now. You are getting to make stickies because you were a good girl and pooped your pants for mommy." She explained. "And mommy wants you to think about that while you make stickies." She squeezed my loaded diaper again. "This load in your diaper is why you get to make stickies, and from now on if you want stickies you will get them after filling your diaper. Basically if you wanna make a sticky you need to ask permission from your diaper, and you get permission once you poop yourself."
Ask... Permission... From my diaper? This is the strangest fantasy I've ever had... But it feels so good...
"Aww, poor baby still thinks it's a fantasy? I guess maybe you took one too many funny-gummies huh? Mommy should have been more careful with them... Or given you more..."
I barely registered what she said, I was finally at my limit. With a loud moan I thrust as hard as I could agaisnt the toy, hugging my arms around it with all my might. My cock erupted in my diaper, spurting several times and adding to my humiliation. I went limp, but felt her massaging my diaper, making me acutely aware I was still in a loaded diaper. I hugged the toy tightly, enjoying the afterglow and the groping... And then it dawned on me.
Wait... How am I smooshing my diaper if I'm... Hugging... The toy?
"Oh, someone's putting it all together finally." She said, her tone faintly sadistic.
No, no, no this isn't real, it's a fantasy, It's the edibles! They are messing with me, I'm just freaking ou-
"No you aren't. This is real, your little fantasy isn't just a fantasy anymore. You imagined a mommy who would kidnap you, and tease you, and force you into becoming a perfect, pamper packing princess. And here I am." My eyes widened in horror.
NO! That's impossible! This isn't real!
"It is, don't worry though, you have forever to come to terms with it now." She said. I finally slid off the toy, diaper squishing under me as I flipped onto my bed. "I am going to turn you into the perfect poopy diaper loving princess."
N-no! I-I don't want that! I-it was just a fantasy!
"Well your fantasy is now reality." I looked around, realizing that my bed was somehow now a crib, with tall bars reaching up to my neck. I was trapped.
"Don't worry, mommy has so many fun and exciting ways to help you along... First a nice high fiber diet, with lots of extra supplements in your bottles, and special high fiber pills with every meal... And teasing throughout the day, but never enough to let you get off until you've packed those pampers full for me... Oh, and my favorite! During naps, and at night mommy will be sure to tease you..." I felt my heart racing, beating so hard agaisnt my chest I swear it would explode out at any moment.
"That's riiiight... Overnight mommy will sneak in, and stroke you off through your diapers... but she won't help you make stickies... No, just help reinforce how much you love diapers... I wonder how long until you start wetting the bed? Or start dreaming about pooping yourself in front of all your friends?"
NO! PLEASE! I DON'T WANT THIS!
"Shhhh... You should have thought about that before you started this little fantasy..." She said, taking the orca out of the crib. "Because now you are trapped in MY fantasy, and I want to turn you from a big grown up man, into my perfect poopy diaper addicted princess, and I always get what I want. In fact... I don't think you need a change just yet, after all that wasn't a real poopy diaper, so you owe me one."
NO! WAIT!
"Mommy will check back on you after your nap." She said, pushing a bottle into my paws, which had somehow become encased in thick mittens.
No, this isn't possible... I'm just... I can't... This just isn't possible... It can't be real...
"If that bottle isn't empty when I check in on you mommy will have to break out the suppositories, just something to think about while you settle into your new life. Enjoy your nap, baby girl."
Wait, wait please, please! PLEASE! NO!!!!
She ignored my mental pleas, clicking off the light, her silhouette in the door slowly fading as the door closed, trapping me in my own fantasy, now my new permanent reality.
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