She would have said something, except that she knew that new addition was for her. Her old room, she had been informed, would be turned into a study for her dad, a professor at the local university.
However, at 15 years of age, her parents had decided that her old room was to babyish. Lindsey was a teen baby, though no one but her even had a clue about it. As she delved deeper into this lifestyle, her own feelings were stirred in ways she could not describe at first. She usually kept these things hidden under the floor in a secret compartment in her room, but with the construction going on, she had buried them in a plastic tote out in the woods.But she couldn’t live without diapers, which she was currently out of. Lindsey turned towards her garage, back pack over her shoulder, and twenty bucks in her pocket. The local drugstore carried the kind of diapers she liked, and today she was intent on picking some up. The only people at the house were the construction crew, and they wouldn’t know what was going on inside the house. Her bike was where she had left it, though she had been asked several times to move it so that her parents could get their cars in and out of the garage easier. Rolling her eyes at the thought of her parents whining about something so minor when their own daughter was spending much of her time alone in diapers and baby clothes behind their back, she pedaled out of the driveway and was on her way.
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Lindsey was about halfway to her destination when something ran across the road in front of her, almost making her fall off her bike. She swerved to avoid whatever it was, almost lost control of the bike, and heard a loud sound, almost like a car honking. She noticed that instead of being blind, here eyes were in fact covered with bandages, probably due to some head trauma. Judging by the ache in her noggin, she was right about her head. She felt around herself and realized she was lying in a not so uncomfortable bed with thin flimsy sheets. There was a rail on either side, but just enough to cover her body, as further exploration revealed that the rail did not extend past her upper thighs on either side. She reasoned that she was probably in a hospital bed. Lindsey’s heart almost jumped out of here chest as she felt the smooth plastic-covered padding surrounding her waist and crotch. She went still, not knowing who was in the room with her, and she did not want to embarrass herself. She still pretended to be asleep, trying to ascertain the extent of her damage. The fact that she was asleep for two days explained her diapered condition, and also the fact that her diaper was currently in need of changing. Lindsey’s mind rushed on, figuring out all the little details of how to make herself seem as though she had regressed to a more babyish mindset. The first thing she realized was that she would have to start using her diapers like a baby. Not too hard as that was what she had planning to do when she got back from the pharmacy that fateful day anyway. She relaxed and peed some more into her diaper. A minute or two later, a young nurse entered the girl’s room, fresh diaper in hand, as well as a wash cloth and talcum powder. As she approached the girl’s bed, she noticed something odd. The nurse noticed the tears rolling down the young girl’s face, the way she turned as the nurse entered the room, and the way she was slightly rocking back and forth. The doctor, her mother and her father, along with a new voice, probably the nurse from earlier were all talking at once. The doctor told everyone to be quiet as he approached the bed. Lindsey’s diaper was soaked, almost to the point of leaking, she was sucking her thumb, and she was slightly crying. Not really crying, but forcing out tears none the less. Her only response was to moan slightly and suck harder on her thumb. She could feel the bandages being removed slowly, and soon she could open her eyes.
At first nothing met her gaze but a large bright blur. Slowly her eyes came into focus and she saw that she was in a normal hospital room. From the evidence around the room, it seems her parents had been staying at the hospital the entire time. Her eyes locked on her mother, she took her thumb out of her mouth, held out her arms and spoke. Her mother rushed to her open arms, crying. Her father just stood back, trying to look tough, but eventually succumbed and also rushed to his daughter. Her mother was going a mile a minute, not slowing down for answers. Lindsey had gone back to sucking her thumb and crying while rocking slightly. Lindsey looked down at her wet diaper, and pulled at the cover with her free hand and burst into a full force bawl. She wanted to be changed, couldn’t they see that?
The nurse rushed forward, excess diaper in hand.
Doll Crib HighchairThe nurse was unconcerned with the behavior of the girl, thinking it best to leave that to the experts. She, however, was a diaper changing expert. Lindsey slowly stopped bawling, still keeping her thumb in her mouth, and smiled blankly up at the ceiling, drool tracing its way down her cheek. The doc quickly regained his composure after witnessing the scene played out in front of him. When some people suffered severe trauma such as this, sometimes they create an alternate personality to repress their feelings. The doctor heard the sounds and looked at the girl. It’s not safe to try and force her out of it by acting like there’s nothing wrong, so, we can either treat her like she’s acting and let this run its course. With the help of a good counselor she could be back to normal within days.
Committed The Diaper Story ArchiveLindsey, who just smiled and drooled back, enjoying the feeling of acting like an infant in front of all these people. Lindsey decided she’d made enough fuss for the time being and settled back down onto the bed, thumb back in her mouth and legs waving slightly in the air, trying to catch her toes with her free hand. Lindsey didn’t care about the strange stares she was receiving, she was happy to be treated just like the baby she had wanted so badly to be. The nurse pushed the bed into a large elevator, pushing one of the buttons and quietly singing a lullaby to the seeming mentally disturbed girl on the bed. Lindsey noticed right off that this wing of the hospital was made to treat children, as the walls were painted with pastel colors and images of baby blocks, trains, and teddy bears. The room was a nursery, but not just any nursery. The changing table was wider, longer and closer to the ground. Toys of all shapes and sizes, mostly baby toys but some young child toys for ages 4 and up. It seemed the hospital had was well prepared for every type of patient. She quickly looked around, and, not seeing any type of camera or two way mirror, she smiled as large as she could and danced a little sitting on the floor jig. She started to look around for a toilet, but then remembered that she was supposed to be acting like a baby to get this treatment.Throughout the many times she had worn diapers in her house, she had only ever peed in them, always too afraid that the smell of poop would cause too much suspicion from her parents. Now she was going to experience just what it was like, first hand. Lindsey moved into a kneeling position, then put her hands on the floor in front of her so that her legs were spread and the majority of her weight was on her hand and knees. It wasn’t long before the next wave of cramps hit her abdomen. Her first reaction was to try and hold it in, but she fought that down and relaxed as much as she could until she felt the warm, slick mush pushing itself out into her waiting diaper. The diaper expanded as much as it could inside the loose fitting overalls but the poop still worked its way toward her back and front.
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The feeling wasn’t all bad, but the smell and the way it stuck to her skin almost made her gag. When she was finally done out back, she released the floodgates of her bladder, soaking the now soiled diaper, and causing it to sag very noticeably inside her clothing. The mess squished up against her and shifted all across her bottom. She had to do what any baby would do when faced with a messy diaper they didn’t want to be in. The nurse couldn’t immediately discern the source of the girls wails, until the smell hit her nose. Lindsey hadn’t much paid attention to the clothes she was wearing until the nurse started to unsnap the crotch of her outfit. Moments later, the woman returned, pushing a large highchair in front of her. Lindsey was released from the table and taken to the chair, where she was once again strapped in, before the nurse slid the tray into place. She then left the room again, only to return with a plate of food. Lindsey was then helped over to the crib, the side lowered, and the girl placed inside. Lindsey suddenly decided she wanted her pacifier back, as it had been removed during her supper, so she started to whine slightly. The nurse asked the girl what she wanted, but got no reply except more whining. The nurse then noticed the paci on the changing table and picked it up.Lindsey, expecting her paci, began to suck only to find cool apple juice flowing into her mouth. She then took the bottle from the nurse and made herself comfortable in her crib, sucking greedily on the bottle. As she was enjoying herself, a man walked into the room with a small folding chair in his hand. At some point, she felt that her bottle was empty and before she could make a fuss, her pacifier was placed in her mouth. Lindsey awoke sometime later, still in the crib, sucking on her pacifier. For some reason, however, she didn’t much care whether her diaper was wet or not, she just cared that she was hungry and her head hurt. She wanted some attention and she wanted it now. She knew that is why babies cried, and she was trying to be a baby, so she cried. Soon a new nurse entered the room and approached the girl crying in the crib. Lindsey stopped crying, as she was in a fresh clean diaper, but her head still hurt. The nurse must have noticed the way the girl was favoring her head. Lindsey wanted to cringe at the way she was being addressed, but her resolve told her that babies were treated this way all the time. That, and something insider her told her it was ok, because she didn’t need for words to make sense. Lindsey pushed that thought down and continued her charade. Breakfast was served the same way dinner had been the day before, in a high chair, bibbed, and cooed over. She figured it was because of her commitment to the act. She really, really, enjoyed this on a much deeper level than just that of a teen baby. It felt right, more right than it did the day before even. Yesterday she had played with the toys out of novelty, but today she really enjoyed playing.
San Diego Baby and Kid StuffShe just relaxed and let herself be amused by the objects in the room. When she felt the need to use the bathroom mid morning, she relaxed and just let the pee flow, even as she continued to crawl around the room and play. She knew that soon someone would come and change her diaper, so she didn’t worry about crying. She was right, and about 30 minutes later a nurse came to check up on her and took care of changing her diaper. She was then given another bottle of juice while she played. A little while later, her parents came to visit her, along with the man from the night before. They talked about her treatment, and her parents hugged and consoled the girl as she played, but she didn’t pay much attention to them, she was so engrossed in just playing. Her only answer was the sight of an expanding rear end and the smell of feces emanating from her daughter’s behind. She knew it would make a bigger mess, but she didn’t care. She just wanted to be out of this messy diaper and be on with her playing. She bawled her eyes out and looked to her mother, arms outstretched. A nurse came into the room and helped her into the crib, raised the side, and placed her pacifier back in her mouth. Lindsey awoke sometime later to find a nurse checking her diaper. She wanted to tell the woman she was dry, but just laid back and let the woman find out for herself. Lindsey was confused, as she didn’t need changing, so why bring her over here?
He poked and prodded, asking questions but getting no answers other than the occasional whimper when he touched a tender spot. Then the doctor smiled, said something, and left. Lindsey wasn’t paying much attention to the doctor, and didn’t catch what he had said. She spent much of the rest of the day playing with her toys, drinking from her bottle, or having her wet diapers changed. Once again, supper time came and she was bibbed and placed in the high chair for he meal. Lindsey turned her head this way and that each time the carrots were offered, smearing carrot juice and other things all over her face and bib. The nurse cleaned her up, checked and changed her diaper, and dressed her in another footed sleeper. She was given a bottle of what tasted like milk and placed in her crib once again. Lindsey recognized it as the same speech he had given her the night before, but this time she fell asleep much quicker, only wakening when she felt her pacifier placed in her mouth. She heard someone crying and quickly discovered it was herself!
Soon a nurse entered the room and attempted to calm the girl.Lindsey didn’t care, she wanted to get down and play!
The nurse replaced the thumb with a pacifier and started chastising the girl for sucking her thumb. Lindsey stared at the woman, but couldn’t understand what she was saying. The sounds they made at her were comforting though, and she giggled and cooed at them as they played. She had her diaper changed by her mother again, and soon enough it was time for her nap. All her playing that morning had really tired her out. She was put to bed and slept for about an hour before waking. She sat up, pacifier in her mouth, dolly by her side and a mess in her diaper. She didn’t like a messy diaper, but suddenly felt herself messing even more as she bawled. The nurse rolled her eyes and set about the task of changing her young charge. Lindsey’s mother adjusted the weight of her diapered daughter on her lap. She didn’t understand what they were talking about or why it was taking so long.
Washington DC Baby and Kid StuffShe shifted around some as she felt herself messing her diaper. She wanted to be changed so she started to whine some and squirm around more. Her diaper was messy and she wanted to be changed. Nursery has everything you need including crib, storage shelf and cupboard, feeding chair and even sink. It was a little difficult to put it together (well, for a woman anyway). There were two screws that went into very tight places that must have taken 45 minutes each to get completely in. On the other end is an attached high chair with tray. And there are some dish pieces and powder, etc. But it does also seem to be quite sturdy for something made of plastic. My girls don’t have this yet as it’s a gift for the future.
I tried the doll in the crib and he has a lot of room left over and fits in the high chair very well. This comes attached to the plastic die cut pieces from the factory.
We have put together so many toys and things, at this point we are experts. Everything went smooth until the side with the sink. The door kept falling off while trying to attach the next piece, and don’t let go of the handle over the sink faucet because we did and it got put in wrong. That’s was a nightmare prying it apart to get it back out.
I think she will really enjoy having a place to play with her dolls. She was a little bit sad though when we told her it was for her dolls and not for her. But after that she understood and she loves it. The bad new is that the box came completely crushed and several of the pieces are a little bent out of shape and that made assembly a real bear.I was afraid to use an electric drill on this, because the quality of plastic is not that great. Now that its done and my hands are about to fall apart, she does enjoy it.
I don’t enjoy that she already pulls the mobile “toys” off and we have lost one under the couch already. It has stood up to my son literally using it as a walking toy across my living room back and forth!
We have had this thing for two years and it continually breaks – even within first year. Invest in a high quality one if you want for long term durability. Half the time the doll slides out from under the tray too.