Avail Yourself Diapered To Pay My Rent (ABDL, Forced Regression, Age Play) Crafted By Candy Sax Provided As Softcover

the second month in a row, Jamie can't make her rent, Her landlord gives her a choice, eviction, or be his baby girl for a day, With nowhere else to go, Jamie decides to spend her Saturday dressed in a fluffy jump suit making baby noises, but is she prepared for the humiliation of playing with toys, messy diapers, 'time outs' sitting in the corner and special adult pacifiers

WARNING: Thisword erotic short story contains adult themes and language, depicting explicit descriptions of nudity, messy diapers, masturbation, oral sex, taboo subject matter and is intended for MATURE AUDIENCESonly!

A taste.
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I looked up at Jake, he was reading the paper, not paying me much attention, I crawled towards him, he moved his paper to the side and looked down at me and smiled “awww, does someone want a cuddle from their old man”

“Um, no, I need to use the bathroom.
”

Jake gave me an angry look, “no talking, You're wearing a diaper, use it if you have to, Talk again and today is over and you can pack your things and move out, ” Jake sat back in his chair and shook his paper in front of his face, blocking his view of me, I sat there in disbelief, he really did want me to be his baby today, I couldn't wet myself, I couldn't wee in the diaper, could I I sat and tried to hold on for as long as possible, the pain and pressure in my abdomen kept building and building.
I rocked back and forth, trying to think about anything else, but in the end it was no use, for the first time in fifteen years, I wet myself.


I sat there as I felt the wetness spreading between my legs, the diaper contained all of my mess, but I could feel the warmth of the pee all over my pussy and a little seeped back on my butt cheeks.
I closed my eyes and my head fell forward, All I could think about was “what was I doing Was this really happening” As I sat there thinking about what I'd just done, I couldn't help myself as the tears started streaming down my cheeks, I'd never felt this low, I'd wet myself.
I wiped the tears away and turned to see that Jake had put his newspaper down and

had been watching me cry.
I turned my head so that he couldn't see my face, then I heard him stand up and leave the room,

I stayed where I was, sitting in my wet diaper that was slowly getting colder as my once warm pee cooled as I sat on the cool floor tiles.
I'm not sure how long Jake left me alone in the play room, it felt like a long time, but for all I know it may have been two minutes.
He came back in and using his cutesy voice said “how's my little one going”,