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Prologue

Jane suckled on the adult sized pacifier and wiggled in her chair. The thick adult diaper, stuffed with extra padding and covered by plastic pants crinkled and squished with her movement. She was soaking wet, and on the verge on yet another messy accident. Tilly lifted the pacifier and shoved a baby spoon into her mouth. The taste of carrot paste spread around her tongue and her nose crinkled with displeasure, but she didn’t complain. She had been in this state for almost a week now, and every day that passed she told herself she was going to scream, fight back, resist. But every day passed, and she didn’t. She was...happy. Her bowels failed her and the warm mess spread in her backside. Jane's cheeks went red and Tilly knew right away what had happened. Jane couldn’t help but...smile.

Chapter 1 - The Incident

Jane had had enough. Her daughter Tilly was reckless, rebellious, and, while she wouldn’t say this out loud, a bit stupid as well. Being a single mother was hard enough, and then to have your only child be such a hurricane of a human being made it all the worse. Tilly was fresh 18, but she had been partying, drinking, having sex and getting high for a major part of her teen years already, only now she was a legal adult and not just some immature child. There was only so much Jane could do; Tilly would sneak out at night or wouldn’t come home from work, and with Jane having to work so much herself to support the both of them, she couldn’t contain all her daughters actions. 

Today was the last straw though. After getting a phone call from the principal at Tilly’s school informing Jane that not only did arrive late to class, but she was wasted. She threw up all over her desk in the middle of the class, left to the bathroom and never came back. One of the girls in the class said she saw her leave school in her car, swerving all over the road. Somehow, Tilly arrived home unharmed and unarrested, with her mother waiting there impatiently. Tilly saw her and with drunken slurring muttered “What”.

Jane: What? WHAT? What do you think? You could’ve been expelled, you could’ve died, you made me leave work early so I could be here, what do you think what?

Tilly: Don’t talk to me, you’re lame.

She stumbled passed her mother and headed to her room. Jane grabbed her daughters wrist firmly and pulled her around to face her. 

Jane: No. You will shut up and listen. I’m done with you. I have put up with your actions for too long and I am finally putting my foot down. I was like you when I was young, I liked to have fun and party and rebel, but even I wasn’t this stupid. I thought if you were left alone and respected your privacy you would eventually come around, but no. You’re throwing your life away Tilly, and I’m not standing by anymore. 

Tilly’s eyes were half shut, like she was falling asleep where she stood. It was obvious she didn’t care.

Jane: So here’s the deal. No phone. No car. No job, no anything until you can get your life back on track. Okay?

She didn’t respond, just continued to drunkenly sway and smiled at her mother. Jane’s face was fuming red, and she pulled Tilly to her room and put her to bed. She grabbed the keys, her phone, and then searched through it to find her manager. In a few words, she told them Tilly was quitting, and would not be able to make any of her shifts. The manager quickly informed her that not only had Tilly not worked for them for months, but the last time she was in they almost called the police as she was stealing liquor and harassing patrons. This just added fuel to the fire, but was not all the surprising to Jane. She hung up and left Tilly to pass out. 

Jane took Tilly’s phone and drove Tilly’s car to the edge of town to Jane’s Dad’s house, where she left both the car and the phone and had her dad drive her back to the house. By the time she was back, Tilly was awake.

Chapter 2 - The Reasons

Tilly

Tilly was by all accounts, an addict. She was addicted to drinking, partying, smoking weed, and especially sex. Guys, girls, anything would please her. She just wanted to feel an orgasm or better yet, sexually dominate another person. For the longest time though, she had an obsession with diapers. More specifically, forcing someone into diapers. She pondered a long time over why something so strange struck her so strongly, and she traced it back to being forced to wear diapers in grade 2 after having accidents every day for a week. The humiliation from the other kids was unbearable, and she always knew that if she could, she would want to put that humiliation onto someone else someday. 

However it was seemingly not meant to be. She bought diapers and babyish things for all sizes and sexes, and after having regular sex of some resemblance of a relationship with someone she would bring up her fantasies, only to consistently be shut down and laughed at. She break up with them and move on to the next option, and try again. There was one guy who she found on an online forum for people into her sort of thing, but when she did it to him it felt wrong...something about the willingness just didn’t do it for her. It was after that moment she realized she would only be able to live out her fantasy if the person was unwilling to be diapered, and that was even harder than before. 

Jane 

Jane and her family have always been extremely religious. Tilly didn’t follow those beliefs, but Jane lived by them and was a very important part of her church community. Tilly and Jane lived in a small town and the church was a big deal, so anyone who was involved in the church was a well known person in the community. Jane would regularly organized events, and speak or read the bible at ceremonies. 

However, Jane used to rebel just like her daughter does now, and when she was 16, Jane was pregnant with a child that she assumed was from a hook up with an older guy she would sleep with to get booze or drugs from. Her parents had a firm stance on no sex before marriage and serious pro-lifers, so Jane was in a tough spot. She went to the guy she hooked up with and he agreed to pay for an abortion, which she had with her parents being none-the-wiser. She kept all the paperwork in an old shoe box that she carefully hid wherever she was living. 

Why she kept it, she didn’t quite know, but every now and again she would look at them and be reminded of her shame. 

Well, Tilly found those papers, and she finally had a reason to use them.
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