Are you sure?” Sarah asked with a strong hint of condescension in her voice, “Last time we went to Kirsty’s you said you were fine and ended up embarrassing me by leaking on the floor.” Sally settled down on the floor next to him, and pulled up her blouse. She pulled at the Velcro strip of her bra cup and held her big brown nipple to Steve's lips.

I wake up next morning in my onesie lying in crib still with pacifier in my mouth i fell my wet and poopy diaper pushing my legs apart. Janet was surprised at how long it had taken for him to lose his bladder control. Sally's choice of subject was always spot on, and this one was so handsome too! Sally's months of hypnosis, starting with the deep and meaningful at the executive retreat, usually meant that the diuretics only took a day to complete the job of robbing the subjects of their childhood training. The weekend was a huge success mainly due to my mothers training of Michelle which she says was a regime of punishment and reward with the judicial use of the strap on. She has encouraged me to continue with the same training which I find most enjoyable; Michelle has in turn accepted fully her role in life and is a very attentive maid. My mother and I now share the benefits of Michelle for domestic support with all that that entails. Steve waddled up to Janet, looking for all the world like the oversized toddler he was fast becoming in mind as well as body. She hoped he was going to be able to make sense as she gave him the phone. Good,' he said. He could feel the weight of his sodden diaper, and hoped that Janet would not think he was being a baby for wetting them. He hoped Sally wouldn’t realise that he had wet his diaper.This post has links to some of the more commonly asked questions about how we got started, how things developed for us, and what our life is like.

According to a yesichat's user : There's currently. no real purpose to any of the rooms. People aren't consciously working on anything specific, together. Even names/descriptions of rooms isn't unifying in motive goal. Doesn't actually make anyone feel like they're a part of or working on something bigger... or like they are doing anything of real importance/value. As I previously wrote once Michael my husband had become my maid Michelle and moved into the spare bedroom I continued with his feminisation and with the help of my mother put her on a hormone programme to ensure any masculine traits were suppressed and her female traits enhanced. Whilst I had toyed with the idea of chastity the hormone regime and the fact that she was small in that department meant there was no need. However I still had needs that needed to be satisfied so Michelle’s domestic training included providing oral services along with her household duties. My mother helped with the training and benefited from Michelle’s oral skills as well as domestic capability. As I said previously my mother encouraged me to start dating again and I rekindled a relationship with a former boyfriend William. He is a strong forceful man and very much my equal. My mother offered to take Michelle on as her live in maid so I could develop my new relationship with William and to ensure Michelle was fully aware of her new position. I've written some stories where the man is feminised as well as diapered or regressed. I'm not down on men, but I think that for men, regression and the submissive nature of certain aspects of femininity naturally go together. I think that in some cases, a strong 'feminine side' in a man will be released when that man is domionated or infantilized. After a couple of months my mother decided it was time to show Michelle her new position in the marriage and invited William and I to stay for the weekend. She instructed Michelle that I was to referred to as Miss Veronica and William as Master William and was to be on her best behaviour ensuring she curtsied whenever given an instruction. Whilst William was obviously aware of Michelle and the fact that she was actually my husband, being served by her over the weekend was very rewarding and allowed my new relationship to be firmly displayed to Michelle. I must admit I found it all quite exciting for William and I to be served throughout the weekend by Michelle which included breakfast in bed (mothers idea). My mother had to confess that she found it thrilling getting Michelle to prepare the guest room for William and I making it clear to Michelle that her daughter would be enjoying the benefits of a strong virile man throughout the weekend much as she had done for the last couple of months and more than likely as she would for the foreseeable future. He was shaking now, as well as crying. Janet watched as he gradually gave in - physically to the increased drugs, and mentally to his obvious condition. Perhaps the strongest ones really are the weakest, as Sally had often told her.You will be getting your punishment for yesterday as well.” Sarah said with more seriousness, “You need to learn not to snoop on Mommy like that.” Subjects they can research together and use in their immediate circles as well whether school, work, family, friends, relationships, improving their communication skills learning to actively identify problems in communication etc. This part was always fun, thought Janet. Almost as much fun as the bank account stage, she thought. She looked at Steve. Sally was right. He was a prefect baby. Sally could certainly spot them, Janet thought proudly. She thought of her own dear husband, who had been Sally’s first great success. Perhaps Sally should give the game away after all, and just look after Steve.

There are hundreds of stories happening on the World Wide Web. Let me tell you, that's a very wide web. Our goal at Weekend Web is to bring you the latest headlines from around the Internet. We go into the very bowels of message boards everywhere and find out what millions of online citizens have to say. Previous Articles So, If that's what a lot of people are doing here... why not have a dedicated space or spaces for community/group building and communication studies with dispute resolution studies etc. Sally and Janet have their way with poor little diapered, waddling Steve. It's the end of his misadventures for now. The new nappy was pulled up and over the older nappy and Sarah began flattening it out and getting ready to tape it up. Mm….,' said Steve. He felt funny in his tummy, and knew he had to hold his breath and push with his muscles. He looked at Janet again, hoping that he could keep what he was doing a secret from her. Janet smiled kindly as his bowels released some of their contents into his well-soaked diaper.Steve caught the reference to being a good baby. He looked at his fat diaper, then across at Janet, who was smiling at him. He knew he was a good baby. He felt confident about that.