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Susie’s Discovery:
Susie received a txt from Scotty while she was on her conference call. “On my wy. Hp 2 cu soon”. “Damn” she thought. “I really want one more kiss” as she closed her eyes a replayed the previous evening. Her womanhood quickly responded to the images playing in her head. She struggled back to reality and wrapped up her conference call.
She completed her monthly sales report and noted that once again new sales had exceeded the corporate goals, an indication that her team was doing well. Susie was the national coaching and training executive responsible for the sales training of a multi-million dollar intimate products company. From cosmetics and perfume to personal toys and intimate clothing. She had purchased the panties that drove Scotty wild on the golf course from one of her suppliers.
As Susie submitted her report to the corporate office, she noticed a system update scheduled to install. Working remotely 99% of the time Susie on more than one occasion had been required to call tech support with system problems. After the last time she had to call those ‘condescending pricks’ she vowed never again. After some online classes and fooling around with her system, she probably knew more about computer systems than most technicians did. She got up from her desk, letting the computer finish its update and shutdown.
Making herself coffee, she sat at the kitchen table replaying the weekend in her mind. As she closed her eyes and reveled in the images, her womanhood swelled. To her amazement, her body shuddered with min waves of pleasure without any physical help. The waves of pleasure soon receded, while physically satisfied she yearned for his presence. Getting up quickly form the kitchen Susie decided that a good workout would help get her mind and body relaxed. She headed back to the bedroom.
After a quick stop in the bathroom to freshen up, Susie grabbed her gym bag. Quickly verifying she had what she need, she was surprised. Her shoes and socks along with her iPod where there but no clothing. She racked her brain as her hands rifled her drawer looking for the pink shorts and bar top. She recalled the weekend and remembered that she had worn it over to Scotty’s. She remembered he had pickup all their clothing and brought it into the dressing room in the master suite. Selecting another set of workout clothes, she quickly stuffed them in the gym bag.
On impulse, she scooped up her cellphone and laptop as she headed out the door. Scotty’s house was only a few moments away. As she pulled up to the security gate, it opened without her having to stop. Well the security system must be updated, let’s hope the house has been as well she thought as she coasted to a stop in front of the walkway. She tried the door but it was locked. Recalling the key code, she carefully punched in the 8-digit code and was rewarded with the loud ‘click’ as the door latch released. With a sigh of relief, she pushed through.
Walking into the kitchen, Susie was once again mesmerized by the view. Looking out over the grounds to the water, she became completely relaxed. Setting her laptop and gym bag on the table, she dug her clothing out and dressed for her workout. Filling her water bottle Susie slipped her iPod in the armband holder and headed out to the fitness center. Today was a cardio day and she was soon into her jog on the treadmill. She enjoyed the spectacular view out over the water, the brilliant blue sky reflecting in the calm waters. A number of small boats were enjoying the lazy summer day, as were the families on the far beach. It seem like she had just started when the treadmill shifted into the cool down period. Stepping off the now still treadmill, Susie contemplated continuing her workout. After a moment, she decided she had enough and had gotten him out of her mind, at least not as intensely until she turned and her eyes landed on the bench. The image of what she had started, and how Scotty had finished played like a video in her head.
Susie’s womanhood was pulsating as she lowered her self onto the bench. Her fingers on her right hand slipped between the damp waistbands of her shorts. Her panties already damp from the workout were quickly reaching capacity as the nectar pulsed from her vagina. Her fingers slipped inside her laced panties as her other hand pulled the sports bar over her head.
As her fingers brushed her nipples, they peaked up into firm buttons just as her other finger discovered her ridged panic button. It was too much. Her body sent shock waves of electrical pleasure through her womanhood. Her panties had already reached their limit and the nylon shorts did little to catch the overflow. She slowly returned to reality as the spasms and jerks of her pleasure yielded their control of her body back to her. She sat for a few moments until her ragged breathing subsided and she could feel some stability flow into her legs. Getting up she grabbed her bra, water bottle and iPod before she spied the puddle of fluid on the bench. Grasping a hand towel, she quickly removed all evidence of her indiscretion.
Leaving the fitness center Susie went back into the kitchen through the open door. Setting her stuff down on the table she ambled over to the Krieg coffee machine. Selecting a dark roast, she found the half in half in the walk-in, still amazed at the kitchen and its amenities she poured a shot of half-and-half into the cup and hit the button. Soon the smell of fresh coffee permeated the kitchen. Retrieving her coffee, she headed to the covered patio. Setting her towel down on the chair, she quietly contemplated her day. Being a remote worker, she had very flexible work requirements. Sitting outside enjoying the morning and her coffee, she thought she would just work from the patio today. She knew that Scotty would not mind.
Having made up her mind, she finished her coffee. Picking up her towel and gym bag she headed to the master bathroom, she really was looking forward to the 16 showerheads. Passing through the master suite and dressing room Susie did not notice anything out of place. The disposable razor she had brought over the other day was still in the shower. Susie took her time and enjoyed herself in the shower, ending with a shave that was closer than any before. Gathering the towels and other damp clothing, she headed to the dressing room.
As she bent down to place the damp clothing into the hamper, a faint long ago sent tantalized her sense. She spied her workout clothes from the weekend and decided there were enough clothes to run a load of laundry. Susie tossed in the damp towels and walked into the kitchen to check and see if there was any other clothing that needed washing. The dishtowels were fine and did not need to be washed. Moving through the master suite, she thought how nice it would be to come home to clean sheets. Without thinking too much about it, the pillows were soon striped, as was the duvet cover. As she pulled the comforter out of the cover, it felt a little funny. Checking the tag on the inside of the cover, she was startled to discover it was a waterproof cover. The website was listed on the tag ‘WWW.Bedwettingstore.com’. With that discovery, she was not shocked to find the breathable waterproof fitted cover under the fitted sheet. It was evident that it had provided some protection.
Gathering the sheets and pillowcases, she dumped them on the floor in the dressing room. The last items out of the laundry hamper set her back a bit. It was then her mind identified the smell that had taunted her earlier. The smell of a wet diaper came flooding back from years past. While the discovery of the bedding previously should have lessened the shock, it only confirmed what she was seeing now.
Susie slowly bent down, verifying what she was seeing. It was not so much that she was staring at an obvious wet diaper given her earlier discovery of the bedding. It was the fact that this diaper was pink! Not a soft pastel pink but rather a hot Barbie pink. Something about it caught her eye and she grasped the corner and stood up holding the diaper between her thumb and forefinger of each hand. It was apparent she was looking at the inside of the diaper, as there appeared to be an additional soaker attached to the main diaper. She turned the diaper over to look at the back and was so startled she dropped it. Quickly retrieving it, she turned it over to see the back. Her intake of breath was harsh and loud. On the back of the diaper written in a contrasting metallic silver script embroidering were the words ‘Diaper Girl’, not your everyday adult incontinence diaper thought Susie as she placed the diaper on the counter with the writing on display.
Susie squatted down and retrieved the other article of clothing, the one with the clear plastic liner. She stood and deftly turned the garment right side out. “Oh my!” she exclaimed as a smile broke over her face. She held it out fingers pulling on the waistband. She recalled her daughter having a pair very similar. Susie looked at the waterproof rumba panties in her hand. The clear plastic on the inside of the panties was soft and smooth. It provided a quiet protective barrier between a wet diaper and the outside of the panties. The outside of the panty was covered in a delicate white nylon lace material. Attached to the delicate lace were rows of ‘baby pink’ ruffled lace. Each pink ruffle outlined in red trim. Both waistband and leg openings were trimmed in red lace. Again not the average clear adult incontinence plastic pant that could be purchased at a drug store.
Susie laid the panties next to the diaper. Returning to the kitchen, she retrieved her iPhone and headed back to the dressing room. One of the benefits of working with a retail company that provides intimate ware was the technology around the suppliers. Susie used the camera on her phone to zoom in on the diaper and capture it. Submitting that to her app that searched the web and her manufactures database she should have an answer in a couple of minutes. She quickly separated the clothing; keeping her pink workout clothes in the pile with the diaper, she started a load in the washing machine. Not being able to do anything else, she headed back to the kitchen to contemplate her discoveries.
Hitting the coffee machine one more time, she impatiently waited for her app to respond. Her phone and the coffee machine must have been in harmony. Just as she picked up the cup of coffee, her phone announced it had found a match. She sat her coffee down on the patio table. Slipping into the chair, she hit the retrieve button. The manufactures name came back as ‘Fetware.com’ the phone displayed a similar diaper under the tag of ‘customer designed cloth diapers’ she arose and retrieved the diaper and plastic panties. Under the bright sunlight, they looked extremely large. Discovering a tag on the diaper, she opened it up expecting to see the manufactured name. She was surprised to discover the diaper was designed by ‘Diaperone” for SissyKiss.com. The tag on the plastic panties stated the same thing.
Susie grabbed her laptop and powered it up. Opening up the networks tab as a force of habit, she was please to discover that Scotty had wireless network available, however it was password protected. Hearing the washing machine announce that it was done with the wash cycle Susie got up and gathering the diaper and plastic panties returned to the dressing room. She transferred the wash to the dryer and combined the diaper and plastic panties with her workout clothing. Starting the last load, she headed out of the dressing room back to the kitchen.
Passing by the Scotty’s office, she glanced in. The computer had been left on but the screen saver was in place. Looking around she spied the wireless access device. Entering the office Susie picked up the wireless access point and flipped it so she could see the top. Sure enough, there was a little sticky on the top with ‘diaperone’ clearly written. Out of curiosity, Susie grabbed the computer mouse activating the login screen. Tentatively she typed in ‘diaperone’ for the password. She was rewarded when the desktop opened. Retreating quickly she returned to the safety of her coffee and the patio.
As she sat in the relative safety of the patio, she considered her discovery. The fact that there were incontinence sheets on the bed was no big deal. Many men Scotty’s age had various levels of incontinence. The fact there was a used diaper in the wash, again no big deal given the sheets. Those items by themselves were explainable. It was not the items but the obvious gender selection that set Susie back. Susie taped the mouse on her laptop and the wireless access point password prompt came up on the screen.
With a deep breath she typed in ‘diaperone’ and hit enter. Immediately she was rewarded with a connection to Scotty’s network with full access to the Internet. Without hesitation, she typed in ‘Sissykiss.com’ into the Google search bar. The search results returned about 18,000 hits. At the top of the list was ‘Sissy Kiss ~ Sissy Babies, Adult Babies, Infantilism, Feminization’ as the number one selection. The description under the web address read, “Feel the joy and love of getting in touch with your inner baby girl! For people who love feminization, infantilism, sissy baby girls, and adult baby girls.”
Susie looked at the tag lines. Familiar with the term Sissy and Feminization she struggled with the conjecture with babies and the word infantilism. “Oh my GOD! He is a Pedophilia,” Susie thought. She quickly typed the word ‘infantilism’ into the Google search bar. This time the search resulted in half a million hits. “Wow” she thought as she selected ‘Wikipedia’, which was the top hit.
The results point to a link to ‘paraphilia infantilism’ and she did not think twice when she selected it with the mouse. Pages of information were displayed on the screen with a number of references. Susie was relieved after a few sentences into the information that though commonly confused with pedophilia there were no known cases and in fact, most Psychologist would argue that they were polar opposites. Infantilists do not seek out children as sexual partners. While there was no formal etiology for the condition and little research due to lack of willing subjects there were as many theories as there were variations. Susie sucked in her breath as she read. “One such variation authored by a participant gives a good layman’s explanation while not clinically valid it does give a perspective from someone who participated in this kind of activity” the link was titled ‘diaperone’. “Oh my God” her mind screamed Scotty has written about it. She bookmarked the Wikipedia page and quickly closed down her web browser. Pushing herself away from the patio table, she headed out into the yard. Susie was trying desperately to get her mind around all of the information swarming in her head. As she walked, various assumptions and implications of her discovery kept popping into her head. She finally conceded what she had discovered while unusual was not a complete picture and vowed to research and be open minded before making any conclusions.
Susie replayed the past weekend in her mind. Nothing about the weekend seemed strange or weird to indicate Scotty was anything other than a ‘normal’ human. If fact her impression until 10 minutes ago was that of a fun loving kind individual that was trying to get over the loss of a love one. Nothing more. Coming back from the far wall fronting the water, Susie entered the house and navigated back to the dressing room. Pulling the sheets and towels out of the dryer she place the wet clothes with the exception of the rumba panties into the dryer and started the cycle. Susie hung the plastic panties up on the drying line next to her panties that she had so wantonly placed on Scotty’s pillow. With a half-smile, she noticed they had been washed (probably by hand), she thought and hung to dry. Folding the few towels and stacking them on the counter she gathered up the bedding and passed into the master suite. It took her only a few minutes to complete the task of making the huge bed. Running out of tasks to occupy her mind she returned to the kitchen. Glancing at the clock, she could see it was well past noon. It was clear she was wrestling with some decisions.
Lunch first she decided as she entered the walk-in. The makings of a salad and a sandwich were in her hands as she proceeded to the counter. It did not take her long to return to the patio with lunch and a glass of white wine. As she picked at her lunch, her mind wrestled with a decision. “Do I cut and run? Has the situation changed so much that you have no desire to continue a relationship with him? What is the issue?” Susie thought to herself. She replayed the previous days in her mind. From the fun and laughter on the golf course to the incredible sex of the past 36 hours that had left her breathless and wanting more. The discovery of the diapers and a feeling that she did not have the whole picture kept nagging at her subconscious. Her decision made and a plan of action formed as she stood and gathered the remnants of lunch and head into the kitchen. Susie poured another glass of wine and with a deep breath resolved to find an answer to her nagging questions as she headed back out to the patio.
Diapereone:
Slipping into the chair on the patio, Susie tapped her laptop mouse pad activating the login screen. Still connected to Scotty’s network and with full access to the Internet she opened her browser. Selecting the bookmark ‘diaperone’ she held her breath as the site loaded. Susie had no idea what she was going to find, it was somewhat anticlimactic when the page opened. No pictures of Scotty in a diaper, no pornographic naked pictures. A single paragraph outlined with a red warning with another link. Susie quickly read the paragraph.
WARNING!!:
“The information your about to be exposed to is adult content. It has absolutely nothing to do with children in any way. There is no pornography however, there is some discussion in adult sexuality and how it relates to the topic. This topic would not be considered a ‘normal’ topic for discussion in the ridged boundaries of today’s society. Nor was homosexuality 20 years ago. If you’re looking for something more than information please go to another site.”
Susie clicked on the link. She transitioned to a brand new page. Begin to read the welcoming paragraph.
“Welcome. Either you have obviously started on a journey, to understand yourself or maybe you have discovered something’s about someone you care about but don’t quite understand. If you’re looking for answers I cannot provide them for you. However, I can provide you some insight and a perspective that might help you formulate those answers. You may still have a feeling that this has something to do with children. I will try to dispel any doubts in the introduction section, please take the time to read this before you give up.
While the information that I am going to share cannot be statistically validated I can tell you that is personal insight based on over thirty years of involvement, personal research as well as my own conversations with a clinical therapist specializing in sexual assault of minor children and the adult ramifications of such a horrible event. Specifically females, although I am a male I was lucky to have her help me to accepted it.
Introduction to the Adult Baby / Diaper Lover:
Let’s start with some basic definitions.
An Adult Baby or otherwise known as an AB. The extreme definitions is an Adult person who finds satisfaction with regressing backwards emotionally through role-play into the infantile stage of life. Seems pretty clear right? Life as with individuals is not black or white. There are as many variations as there are individuals. How far back they regress varies by individual. Some go back as far as ‘the helpless’ stage in life. 6 months to a year. These ‘babies’ where diapers just like any six month old would, probably use them completely, however the true satisfaction here is they are looking for a loving person to take care of them. Feed them, bathe them, dress them, and take care of them as if they were a baby. Hence the term ‘Adult Baby’. Others enjoy the toddler period. Again, diapers maybe involved, they may wear clothing similar to what a toddler would wear and would look for someone to treat them as a toddler. This may include some gentle discipline.
The key note here is they want to be treated like a baby. Babies would not have a ‘sexual desire’ If there is sexual activity, and I’m not saying there is or not but it’s from the point of the individual being the minor. Not having sex with a minor! There may be some particular aspect such as a baby bottle, rattle, pacifier, diapers or some other object that has more fascination above others.
An Adult Diaper Lover or otherwise known as a DL. The extreme definition is an Adult person who is fascinated by an inanimate object. In this case, a diaper. The word paraphilia fetish is often use as a point of reference in clinical observation. However, the popular conception of paraphilia’s are fundamentally wrong. Par-a-philia: A type of mental disorder characterized by a preference for or obsession with unusual sexual practices, as pedophilia, sadomasochism, or exhibitionism. Most clinical conceptions of paraphilia are fundamentally wrong. If you have an interest in sadomasochism, is that a sexual choice or a mental disorder? What about the women who only date younger men, mental or choice?
In most cases, an Adult Diaper Lover has a fascination with the diaper. From the act of acquiring the diaper to possible actual use of a diaper. They are not fascinated by children wearing diapers but by the diapers itself. In many cases, there is a sexual self-gratification with this fascination.
We have talked about two distinct areas that many clinicians label and group them under a mental disorder, however there more of a sexual preference, much like a man being aroused by a ‘MILF’ or a women who seeks out older men. Were they become problems is when it interferes with a healthy relationship.
Susie had long ago finished her glass of wine but could not pull away from the site. She flipped over to the next section and found a logical break in the information. Taking the opportunity, she retrieved the bottle and a bucket of ice to keep it chilled. Filling her glass, she continued reading.
Research and Insight:
Well if you have stayed with me so far what I am about to share with you is many years of personal insight and unsubstantiated research. Throughout this next section, I will provide some additional insight as well as what little professional information I have been able to gather from talking to a therapist. I do not consider this a fetish per say but a choice. I will tell you it took many years to reach that choice and feel ok about it. I am not totally obsessed with the lifestyle however, it can and has ruined relationships, much like gambling or alcohol.
What I described in the definitions are truly the black and white definitions. Life is not black or white nor are people’s individual preferences. In most cases a DL will included many aspects of each preference while an AB will ware diapers if that is in context with the age they are regressing.
Let’s start with some demographics. Your average DL is male. Between the ages of 20 and 60. Most are heterosexual. Many of them are still struggling with understanding this desire to ware diapers. Because of this struggle, many are submissive. They don’t want to admit that they like wearing diapers so they would rather be forced. Many turn to the ‘sissy diaper lover’ were they ‘are forced’ to dress and act like a girl. If they have a partner, many are into strap-on anal sex. A way for the partner to achieve sexual satisfaction as well as a feeling of complete control.
You might think there are only a few of us. If that’s the case why is the number of adult diaper sites on the web doubling every year? Why is there millions of dollars spent every year on adult diapers, and I am not talking about the ones you can buy in the store. A conservative guess is there are well over 100,000 diaper lovers out there.
You might say to yourself who are they, bums the bottom of society. Not so. I talked with over 500. There were very few unemployed. Many in middle level management positions. A number in senior level management positions. I actually chatted with five CEO’s from large companies, one actually from a publicly traded company. All had been struggling with it for years. Many had lost relationships because they could not find anyone that would at least try to understand it rather than label them ‘abnormal’.
My therapist who after 3 years and a meeting with my ex-wife finally got me to talk about it. Once it was out we would discuss it fairly often. She asked me to get a little bit more information from this group. I found that most were submissive in their personal relationships. All had or were involved with strong women. Each were responsible for making major professional decisions including hiring and firing. All admitted some sexual satisfaction at times while wearing a diaper but many admitted that most of the time they just enjoyed the feeling of safe comfort and not having to make a decision. One theory my therapist purposed was ‘a form of stress relief’ to come home get into or be placed in a diaper allowed them to go to a place where they could not make critical decisions. Interesting theory. I could probably buy into it on occasion.
Your average AB is about the same age group, 20 – 60 male that are interested in acting and being treated as an infant. Many are looking for a mommy or daddy to take care of them. This type will range from taking a bottle and pacifier to full-blown baby talk, baby toys and baby food. Again, this group is primarily male; however, I have interviewed a number of females in this group. The males are mostly heterosexual or bi. They may take the opportunity to gender explore hence the term ‘sissy baby girl’
While I have described two distinct lifestyles, many variations exist as do situations. Many of us dabble in both areas but in most cases, we have a strong underling preference. I am admittedly a diaper lover. However, I do like ‘baby girl’ clothing and some would consider me a sissy baby girl. I am not gay but do tend to be submissive in my relationships. I have never found a woman that could understand, and I have tried. I hide this part of my life and have resigned myself to short-term sexual relationships. I would love to share this with a trusting and loving partner but doubt, I will ever find that.
Susie read the last part and felt a twinge of something running through her soul almost an excitement as well as a sense of sadness that Scotty had resigned himself to those thoughts.
It was well into the late afternoon when Susie shut her web browser down. More than a little tipsy she walked slowly out to the beach head wall. Leaning her body against the wall she let her mind wander as she got lost in the noise of the surf and the never ending waves rolling on to the rocky beach. As she glanced at her watch, she realized it was after 6:00 PM. She had finished a bottle of wine and was extremely relaxed. She made a snap decision and headed back to the patio. Reaching for her phone to call her boss she was startled by the phone ringing. Glancing at the caller id her breath sucked in, Scotty was on the phone. Feeling a bit guilty, she took a moment to take a deep breath and collect her thoughts. An idea flashed through her brain.
“Hey baby boy, where are you” Susie asked in a sultry voice. Susie giggled as Scotty stumbled and stuttered until he recovered. “Uh Uh I am in Reno Nevada,” Scotty said. What are you doing in Reno baby boy?” Susie said with a question in her voice. “You not after one of those domineering women who spank you when you’re bad and do nasty things to you are you?” Susie said with a sweat innocent voice. “No! No!” Scotty said with a rush. “I’m going to spend the night and head out early in the morning.” “That’s good because you have one of those women up here waiting for you to get home,” Susie said with a sigh.
“Are you alright?” Scotty asked perplexed. Not sure about any of the conversation. Susie recovered quickly, “I am just surprised how much I miss you and want you home.” Scotty felt a warm rush wash over his body. “I’ll try and be home as quick as I can” Scotty said in a rush, “No worries about me looking for anyone in Reno” he said. “You better not” Susie said in a stern voice, “otherwise I might have to spank you baby boy” She said with a giggle and hung up the phone not waiting for a reply.
Susie called her boss, letting her know that she had to take care of some things tomorrow but she would be available by cell phone. Heading into the kitchen, she wiped up a salad and heated up some bread. Pouring a glass of wine from a new bottle, she headed back to the patio for a lite dinner.
Susie contemplated her next move. She grasped the concept of a diaper lover, but was not sure that she understood it. Her mind had concluded that unless she found it horribly perverted than she was willing to give it a shot. As she finished her salad, she knew she had some research to do. Recalling the computer in the office, she decided that was a good place to start.
Susie sat down at the computer. Typing in ‘diaperone’ in the login prompt got her to the familiar windows desktop. Opening the browser, she was not sure what she would find as the home page. Scotty’s goggle homepage pop on to the screen nothing unusual local weather a couple of golf sites but nothing to do with diapers. Susie jumped over to the history tab and struck pay dirt. The first site on the list was ‘SissyKiss’ Susie went ahead and clicked the link. Half expecting a porn site Susie was pleasantly surprised.
The standard age requirement was listed but what really hit home was the first sentence. “This is a fun play land for adults that are little girls at heart!” They even provided a space that members could set as their own. In reading, the page Susie discovered there were stories, advice, pictures, art and even a boutique. There were a number of additional definitions or identities listed then the ones on Scotty’s site. They was also a section on understanding Infantilism that complemented Scotty’s information as well. Susie found this information especially provoking and enjoyed the mindset of the author. The last sentence really resonated with Susie. “To be clear it’s completely okay if children are little girls at heart, no matter what gender or age, when they recognize it’s just at heart, it’s an individuality, and it makes them happy, but it’s not okay to view sites with sexual content until the legal age.”
Susie took her time exploring the main page, discovering the Sissy Kiss Boutique and being a buyer this was her first jump off point. Susie was impressed with the number of categories. Everything from Adult Baby, Fairy, Whips and Wigs. The ‘customer design’ caught Susie’s eye as she scanned the categories. Clicking on the link, she dropped into a page with four or five links of designers. Catching Scotties online name on one of the links she quickly clicked through to the page.
The page listed a number of designs in chronological order from oldest to newest. The first of the items dated almost five years. Scotty started out with a diaper described as ‘super soft and comfortable snap on Sissy Bunny adult baby cloth diaper. Comfortable elastic at waist and legs, for male and female. The next 3 items were diapers as well, one an extra thick nighttime diaper with a cute lamb on the bottom, the other two were contoured diapers one a thin daytime and the other a snap closure type.
As Susie clicked on the next item listed she noted that it was recent as in the past year or two. The page opened up reveling an exquisite pair of silk panties. They were described as ‘incredible panties. Double lined with satin on the outside as well as the inside. The caption stated ‘Made to be seen so do not hide them very long!’ the picture showed white, cream, lemon and hot pink. They were adorned with sexy black lace along the waist and legs. There was a testimonial from ‘diaperone, ‘got these in a high waist design and extra-large to fit over my plastic panties. WOW!’
Susie snickered, knowing why the panties she had worn golfing had driven Scotty so wild. If he was into frilly well she had a source for that kind of thing. Although she mused, not the plastic panties. The next link was to an identical pair of panties. However these were water proof and described ‘soft buttery vinyl inside layer, frilly satin on the outside to ride quietly. Ware them to the office and no one will know.’ Susie giggled, she was now getting a sense of what was exciting Scotty. This she could put to her advantage.
Susie moved down to the second to last item. Clicking on the link opened a gorgeous pair of silk panties in soft baby pink. ‘These super satin panties are just so cute, double lined with satin so what you see and feel on the outside you also feel the shiny satin that everyone who wears them wants to feel on the inside! The back of the panties made from our dazzling glass silk, for extra baby sissyness! OH and I have added an anal sex and cock hole check it out.’ A link identified.
Susie was intrigued and clicked on the link. What opened was a graphic of a female model with her back to the camera bent at the waist her hands on her knees. She was wearing a pair of stunning baby pink panties. There were 3 rows of lace across the back each adorned with white trim, the waist was ruffled in a white and red lace and the leg opening were a scrunched elastic. What caught Susie’s eye was the center of the pantie. Dead center was an opening, one that could definitely handle a large male member or a fake one as well. The opening adorned in in delicate eyelet lace trimmed in a blood red. The caption underneath the picture stated ‘for those lucky enough to have a partner that wants to have fun, or for us that have to do it our self. Enjoy!’
Susie set back somewhat aghast. There could be no doubt, what the hole in the panties was ‘‘Wow” Susie thought as one of her deep fantasies flashed through her mind causing her women hood to react. This gave her a little hope as to having some satisfaction out of Scotty’s fantasies. As another image flashed through her brain.
Susie clicked on the last link. Her breath left her like someone kicked her in the stomach. An adult male model showed up on the screen. Susie could not tell if it was Scotty, the image was from the neck down. The model was wearing one of the frilliest dresses Susie had ever seen. She read the description while desperately trying to take a full breath. ‘Made from the most beautiful materials, this micro sissy Jessica dress has so much detail and truly spectacular dress to the eye and touch.’ Susie would agree the image was spectacular. The description continued, ‘Jessica features a high lace neck with a cute satin fixed bow at the front. The dress is made of the highest quality shiny satin. The very deep, double layered glass silk frill that start at the front of the bodice then over the shoulders to the back of the dress. The oversized puffed sleeves are see through glass silk and trimmed with double pleated wide glass silk that just looks spectacular! These can be special ordered to extend to the wrist to cover up any hair that you might not be able to get rid of. The waistline sits high up on the chest, to give this dress a very prissy look. The matching prissy petticoat ensures the stunning prissy sissy look. Think about a contrasting color for the petticoat. The dress has satin lace running through the chest that pulls in to give the perfect fit, or adjusted for the largest breast forms that you may have. All of our sissy petticoats made especially for each dress. Each has elastic at the chest and with shoulder straps that are adjustable that keeps the petticoat in place and is so comfortable to wear, you will be twirling and swishing every time you move. This dress comes with the addition of a set of matching punishment diapers. These diapers designed especially for ‘diaperone’. Susie lost whatever breath she had as she digested that bit of information. The link for the ‘punishment diapers was highlighted. Susie click on it and a pop-up box opened.
The pop-up displayed the same model only this time a full front shot with the model holding up the full petticoat resulting in a clear view of the plastic panties underneath. The description was written under the image. ‘The punishment diaper was custom designed by one of our customers. We were so intrigued that we received permission to offer these to all of our customers. The diaper is our thickest diaper we have ever made. Starting with 12 layers! Of thick thirsty terrycloth, we added a special pouch to secure a butt plug of any size. The terrycloth encased in smooth satin to rub against your bare skin. The hourglass shape with elastic waist and leg openings insure a snug fit. The hook and eye closure can be locked with a small padlock that is included; this will insure the diaper stays on while you’re away. Access to the butt plug is through a Velcro slit covering a full locking zipper allowing full access to the bottom. This allows access to the butt plug or open access for some erotic strap-on fun. There were a number of images showing the access.
Susie could not believe how wet she was just by reading the information and viewing the images. Her hand traveled to her womanhood as her fingers became wet with nectar. Her body exploded in seismic tremors as an image of Scotty in a dress on all fours with his exposed bottom in the air while Susie violated him with a large strap-on. The orgasmic waves rippled through her body. It was a while before Susie regained control and her vision came back into focus. Her ragged breathing was loud in the quite room as she struggled to regain control.
Susie’s eyes regained focus as she continued to read the description. “The high waist Jessica Panties are lined with a soft vinyl. The Double lined outside is of soft satin. As you can see, the lace is there in abundance from the legs up. With little fixed bows all around the top to finish off these amazing sissy panties! You won’t be able to resist being a naughty baby girl when you are wearing them! Again, these are locking pantie to keep your baby secure in a wet diaper while you’re gone all day. These panties also have a locking zippered rear access. Just because you want to have fun no need to take the wet diaper off!’
Susie could not believe the number of sissy items that were for sale, glancing at the clock she realized it was getting late. Susie moved to the top of the page to log out where she discovered the ‘My Account’ section. Even though it was late, she could not resist checking it out. She was shocked to find a complete page of previous order dating back the past 2 years. The latest one only a month old.
Clicking on the last order Susie viewed the order information. ‘1 Naughty Black Satin Pantie, pink lace trim in a medium 30 to 38 with the words ‘please fuck me’ on the back above the rear anal sex access hole”. “1 Prissy Jessica Dress, custom size in shocking pink trimmed in black with a white petticoat. Matching sissy punishment diaper with rear access and hot pink Jessica panties with locking zipper.”
Susie could not believe it. The order status showed it had been delivered 3 weeks ago. Therefore, it had to be here somewhere. She also discovered where Scotty had provided his custom size. Logging off she knew that she was going to be busy tomorrow. Susie stood up from the desk, a little tipsy from the wine. Looking at the clock it was after 11:00 PM. Rather than go home she decided that she would stay over, that would give her an early start for further discovery. Taking her wine glass into the kitchen, she rinsed it out and left it in the sink.
Susie headed back to the master bedroom. Passing through the closet her eyes caught on the diaper and plastic panties that she had washed and folded. Without much thought, she grabbed the diaper, diaper pins and plastic panties on her way into the bathroom. She brushed her teeth and scrubbed her face. Drying her hands she open the top drawer of the vanity, and then the next and finally the bottom. Laying in the bottom drawer was a container of Johnson’s Lavender Baby Powder. Snatching it up before she changed her mind Susie headed back to the bedroom with her hands full.
She was curious to understand what the fascination was around wearing a diaper. Susie slipped out of her shorts and panties. Laying the diaper down. She quickly lowered her bottom down, grabbed the baby powder and sprinkled a generous amount between her legs. Laying back, she pulled the front of the diaper up, quickly and snugly pulled the back over the front, and pinned it with the pink bunny pins. As she laid there a sense of shame crept over her, which was quickly replace with a ‘kinky’ kind of erotic feeling. She could feel the snug diaper rubbing against her slit causing her womanhood to pulse in time with her heart. She stood and pulled the lacey rumba panties up her legs, the soft plastic causing shivers to run through her skin. She turned and caught herself in the full-length mirror. Still in her top, which just touched the waist of the panties, she unbuttoned her blouse, exposing her breast. Tugging on her nipples was enough to push her over the edge. Without even touching herself her body erupted in one of the deepest orgasms, she had ever experienced leaving her shaky as she stumbled to the bed.
As the last wave of pleasure crashed against Susie’s womanhood and slowly retreated, it triggered an urge and had she been sober she would have had the 30 pulse years of adult training to override it, the wine limited her ability to prevent it in the state that she was in as her bladder went into full release. The thirsty terry cloth soaked up the warm liquid causing the fabric to rub even more on her slit. Susie rolled on to the bed and wiggled under the covers, drifting off to a wine induced orgasmic slumber.
Susie awoke in a bit of a fog, it took her a moment to identify her surroundings and then it all came back to her. Especially the diapers! Susie flipped back the covers and the shocking pink plastic panties were clearly visible in the morning light. At the same time her brain query her senses and confirmed that she was damp, actually not damp but downright wet. She vaguely recalled rolling into bed last night with a damp diaper. Her brain provided the logic as she realized that she must have continued wetting in order to be as soaked as she was.
Susie rolled out of bed. Standing she could feel the cool wet diaper sag as she waddled towards the bathroom. Passing by the full-length mirror, she caught her reflection. Still wearing her blouse, she had tied up above her belly. Her sandy hair slightly messed up from passing out, perky buttons protruding off her 36C breast. The plastic rumba panties threw her off. First of all ‘Hot Barbie Pink’ you could not help focusing on them. The fact they added about four inches to her bottom was evident as well as the fact that she was wet and they were starting to sag! At that point, Susie felt her bladder scream release. She stood there debating before she gave in. Standing she tried to overcome years of training and it just would not work. She tried not thinking about it. That did not work!
She tried walking around. That did not work. Finally, she forced out a small stream. Than another. On her third attempt, her bladder finally overcame years of training. As her bladder exploded, Susie brought both hands to the plastic panties. Pushing the sagging diaper up against her body she could feel the warmth spread throughout the cloth. That was enough!
After her body released itself from the sexual explosion, Susie was able to raise herself from the floor. Stone cold sober she still could not understand, but her body had just experienced one of the most mind-blowing orgasms in her 30 + years all because of a wet diaper. WOW! She stumbled into the bathroom and removed the plastic panties. The reflection in the mirror showed a soaked dripping cloth. Susie quickly unpinned the heavy sodden cloth and let it fall with a plop to the tiled floor. Susie hastily jumped into the shower, scrubbing off the residue from the night before. Holding her head under the water her mind matched her emotions; both were in a jumbled mess.
She quickly dressed, decided she was not going anywhere so skipped the makeup and the hair drying. Scooping up the soggy diapers and plastic panties, she dropped them in the tub in the closet. Turning on the hot water, she filled the tub half full to soak. Scooting into the kitchen she started coffee, after a quick check to verify no one had called she grabbed her coffee and moved to the patio. She set enjoying the coffee trying to decide on her next move. She had the rest of the day off and she was not quite finished with her research. She decided to stay at Scotty’s and see if she could find that dress, he had ordered from Sissykiss.
A quick refill of her coffee and she was back in Scotty’s office. Sitting down at the computer, Susie was surprised. The computer had re-booted during the night. She check to see if there were any updates and sure enough, there was. She did not recognize the program. Doubling clicking on the update the program opened. It was some sort of video editing software. The update started its install and Susie was going to minimize it when she identified herself in one of the recently open clips. Startled she double clicked on it. It gave an error message saying an update was in place and it could not open it. “SHIT!” She uttered as she waited impatiently for the update to finish.
The updated completed and with a rush, Susie double clicked on the clip. What opened up was the video from the security cameras. Susie sat back in the office chair, her breath exploding from her lungs. She could not believe what she was seeing. Scotty had video tape her without her permission! After a few moments of watching the clip, Susie realized that the clip was from the security cameras. Feeling a little less compromised Susie realized that Scotty did not deliberately set out to tape her but the security system had done so automatically. Feeling somewhat better about the whole thing, she continued to view the clip. Susie watched the replay of her tour of the house after the golf outing. A smile crossed her lips as she noticed that a number of scenes reviled her panties that had driven Scotty wild.
Susie continued to watch the video as her mind followed along. Susie’s womanhood begin to throb when the view of her panties and slit were clearly visible under the bistro table in the kitchen. She watched as the video followed her to her car to get her clothing and then down the hallway. As she watched the replay of her sexual explosion in the bathroom, her hand slipped past the elastic waistband of her panties. A satisfying warmth was released as she watched the bathroom escapade.
She about fell out of her chair as she watched Scotty ricochet off the hallway wall in an effort to get to the panties she had left under the pillow. The video ended with the view of Scotty clearly releasing the latch on the door of the panic room.
