The Long Downward Spiral of Jennifer Ways Chapter 3 (Patreon)

There’s an element to this story that is slightly different than in a typical diaper story. The main character, Jennifer, will talk to the reader from time to time. That is happens when you see italic text*

Chapter 3 

“You’ve been talking for months about how you deserve some kind of break.” Henry said, pulling a pair of socks out of his drawer. Jennifer let out a huff of air in response on the bed, she was still wrapped up in the blankets, the alarm clock reading 7 minutes past her normal wake up time.

“I don’t know, Henry. What if Deb bitches about me missing work? Or what if… ah I don’t know. I just  haven’t missed work in years!” Jennifer said, slapping her hands onto the bed. She looked exhausted. Her hair was a mess, eyes still bagging from just waking up. It had been a restless sleep at best. She would wake up almost every hour, her mind torturing her flashing images of herself padded, playing with random baby toys on the floor, or even curled up in a daycare worker’s lap sucking greedily from a bottle. Henry shot his gaze back up to Jennifer.

“Look, just do yourself the favor of taking a break today. I’m dropping Lucy off with your parents anyways, why not just have a YOU day?” He said, shooting her a reassuring look. “Really Jennifer, you deserve this.” Henry said, walking into their closet to grab a tie. He popped his head out, and held up two different ties. “Red or White?” He said. Jennifer just rolled her eyes.

“Fine. I’ll do it, but not because I want to!.... And White.” She said, turning over onto the left side of her pillow. She heard Henry let out a little chuckle.

“Sounds good then, Love. I’ll be home late too just so you know, probably around 8 p.m.” He said, adjusting the tie on his neck. Jennifer just nodded, as she lightly closed her eyes. The two didn’t say anything else for a few minutes. Henry finished getting ready, and made his way over to Jennifer to say goodbye. “I love you Honey, have a good day today.” He said, kissing her on the forehead. Jennifer smiled in response.

“I love you too, Henry.” She said, adjusting herself in the bed. She listened as Henry walked down the hall. He said some cute things to their daughter playing on the floor, before picking her up, and heading out the door. “What to do today, what to do today…” Jennifer thought, her eyes closed, but having no intention of actually falling asleep. “Maybe I could actually catch up on my sewing? Binge the rest of GOT? Oo! I could finally mess around with that paint set Mom gave me for my birthday a few weeks back.” She smiled to herself, feeling like the day off would actually be worthwhile. 

“Yeah, it really would be great to play around…” Her mind seemed to answer for her, “.. In diapers.” Her eyes shot open. The second the thought registered, it instantly pushed everything else out of her mind.

*Oh fuck…..*

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Jennifer’s fingers carefully wrapped around the door frame of Lucy’s room. She slowly moved herself around the door to get an actual view of her child’s playroom. Her heart felt like it was playing timpanis in her chest, as it thundered in her rib cage. She’d only felt this kind of adrenaline before, and it was last night at that convenience store. Her body felt like it was elevated, almost like she about to leave her body. She didn’t even notice her body ever so slightly shaking from the…. excitement. 

She stared at all the toys on the floor. A few fluffy bears, a stuffed caterpillar, and at least two dozen blocks all over the floor. An averaged sized crib was in the back, and a few bureaus stuffed with diapers lined the walls. She’d walked into her daughter’s room countless times, but this time, it was different. The room just had a different feel. It was as if it was, “My room.” her mind whispered. She shook that idea out of her mind, then refocused her gaze onto on of the bureaus.

She took slow steps toward one nestled in the back right corner. Her feet dodged and tiptoed around various light up toys, and colorful plastic rings. “What the hell am I even doing.” She thought, as she stopped about a foot away from the bureau. The thought didn’t seem to slow her down, as her hands laced around the handles, and pulled open the drawer.

Pull-ups. Hundreds off Pull-ups lined the drawers in this bureau. One of their friends thought it was a good idea to buy them about 30 packs of goodnights designed for teenagers. Jen chuckled to herself for a moment. “That was a 30 minute conversation on the phone with Jerry. ‘They grow up so fast, you have no idea!’ Yeah, can’t wait to use these in like 12 years Jerry…” She thought, “... Or maybe now…” Her mind answered again. This time though, she didn’t seem to fight that voice as much.

“God this is just… this is just FUCKED!” She thought. Letting her right hand run through the perfectly lined pull-ups. She felt a few chills run through her spine, which only made her shake her head. She sighed, and stared at the pull-ups for a few more minutes. “Fuck it.” She just said finally. “If I’m going to get rid of these feelings, these fucking thoughts. I just have to get it out of my system.” She said. Grabbing her first pull-up.

*I’m not doing this for you or for… Anyone else! I’m just… trying them… out? God listen to me, what the hell is wrong with me. I’m about to put on one of my daughter’s fucking pull-ups on. Have you ever done something like this?!*

She often slept naked, so naturally she had made her way into her daughter’s room without any clothes on. Her mind was silent as she lifted her first leg. She felt the soft elastic around the waist of the pull-up brush against her foot. There wasn’t many words that went through her mind when that happened, just another squirt of adrenaline into her body.

The second foot went in, as Jennifer clutched either side of the pull-up with her hands. Slowly, she pulled the soft, plastic padding up toward her waist. As it slid into place, she could feel the bulk between her legs slightly increase. It was soft, it was warm, it was… perfect.

“Ooohh. . .” softly escaped Jennifer’s lips. It was the kind of “Ooohh” one lets out just as the slip into a nice, perfectly warm bath. Her mind was still quiet, she just stared into space as she let the feeling around her bottom sink in. She slowly slipped her right hand toward the front of her pull-up. She let her fingers gently rub the front, then gradually make their way into the back. The feeling was pure nirvana.

She didn’t even think about it as she plopped into the floor. Her mind wasn’t just quiet, it felt… simpler. As if someone just turned off all the noise in the back of her head, and just let the happy, warm thoughts through. A small smile had formed on her face. She looked around at the floor, her smile grew even wider as she took in all the wonderful times she was about to have.

“Hehe… my toys…” lazily rain through her mind, she let another giggle slip out after that. Jennifer didn’t even think about it as she grabbed a plush duck in front of her. Instantly she animated it, having it tottle around, making quacking noises as it talked to it’s other duck friends.

“I’m Mr Duck!” She had it say to a pig. “Oh well I’m Mr Piggy!” She said, in a slightly deeper voice. She giggled to herself at how funny that sounded. “Wanna come play with me!” Mr Duck said. “Of course I do!” Mr Piggy said back. “I’m playin’ too!” Jennifer said, as she had the two of them trot toward more plushies. She got onto her hands and knees, and crawled right into the middle of the sea of toys. 

*Funnnnn*

Her mind just wandered into a warm, beautiful bliss as she played around with all her new friends. Gone were any kind of worries or cares of what she had to do. The idea of wearing a pull-up was nowhere near as strange as it was when she first slipped it on. If anything, she wholeheartedly welcomed the idea now.

Hours passed, as she became lost in her own little world. Toy after toy, she sank deeper into her relaxed, regressed state. She hadn’t gone to the bathroom before she had started her adventure into little land. So it didn’t really come as a surprise to her when she shifted her weight to grab a teething ring, and suddenly felt the urgent need to use the potty.

“Aw man.” She said to herself, as she began to get up onto her knees to head to the bathroom. As she did that though, she caught a glimpse of one of the Lucy’s favorite toys. It was a purple dinosaur with scattered green scaling. Jennifer’s mind wandered to Lucy for a moment, thinking about her in this situation. Lucy didn’t get up to use the potty. “... Why should me?” She lazily thought, as her bum slowly sat back down onto the floor. She stared off into space again. Her mind was quiet, but nothing happened at first. Almost as if she was waiting for something.

There was a little resistance at first, as only a few dribbles suddenly eked out into her padding. Slowly those dribbles became a trickle, then almost all at once became a steady stream of warm pee into her pull-up. Her mind just felt warm again, almost tranquil in a babyish haze. She barely even noticed her thumb slip into her mouth, as she began rhythmically sucking on it. Her entire bladder emptied into her pull-up. The warm padding soaked up almost all of her little accident, but the pull-up could only hold so much. A small trickle flew out onto her pull-up, and onto the carpet. Jennifer noticed this, but instantly shrugged. She just went back into playing with her toys, thumb still planted firmly in her mouth, warm wet pull-up clung tight to her waist, and a few dark wet stains next to her padded bum.

“Just like life should be…” ran lazily in her mind. Jennifer just let a small smile grow on her face in response.