A NON-FORCED AR story. ( that is the title)
By Long_Rifle
Ok; since I can?t get quote marks to work right on the board that I post on, I write
with out them. Sorry, I know it makes them harder to read but it?s either that or question
marks all over. This is a quickie wrote in a day, with really no idea where it?s going lets
see what happens shall we?
And it is a non-forced story! HAh.
Spells R us? Karen looked at the shop and wondered if it was true. She had read
many stories involving this particular place. It would just pop into little areas and surprise
people with their wildest dreams. Of course, things hardly ever went to plan. Many times
it was the stupidity of the purchaser, by not following directions they would find them
selves in loads of trouble. Of course the owner of the shop was hardly any help either.
And Karen didn?t blame him, why should he help them? But she would be different she
knew what she wanted and she would get it.
He was happy to see her off, after answering all her questions he had taken her
order and given her exactly what she had asked for. One thing was starting to bother him
though. He had been working for a long time and only in the last few years had he started
to get customers that really knew him. And while he couldn?t control what was being put
out there about him, he didn?t really mind. It?s just the amount of time needed to answer
all those questions pulled him away from the many other things he needed to do. Of
course the few customers that knew of him always brought a smile to his face. And even
though the percentage of those that became and stayed happy was up because of that,
when things went wrong with those same few it was many times worse. Oh well, time for
him to get back to what he was doing. While it had only been 3 days since he had bought
the booth his tan was looking much better.
Karen sat on her bed in her room. She wasn?t short for her age, or young looking.
She didn?t even wet the bed. Really there was no reason for what she wanted, she just
did. Diapers; big ones, little ones, night-time diapers and swim diapers she wanted to have
them all. For the last 5 years or so, since she had been 10 she had felt odd whenever a
diaper or baby commercial came on. She would feel an odd feeling run through her body.
She had never told anyone of this. Many times she had tried to make her own diapers.
And while the success?s where few and far between she had to admit the failures where
often times spectacular. She didn?t really want to be a baby, though she acted like one
sometimes it just seemed to her that since a baby wore diapers, she should act like one.
And it did make the feeling more intense. But buying diapers was the worst. No matter
what she did she figured the clerks saw right through her. She had tried baby diapers but
she never fit in them, and they would leak. She settled on small depends. They fit and had
plenty of extra room for stuffers. By using them she found she could sometimes reuse her
depends. Since she hated buying them, anytime she could reuse them she would. But
now she was set for life. She had been very careful with what she had asked for. And the
old wizard had seemed rather happy to get such a clear request, no evil laughing, no
warnings, or anything. Just a smile and a hand wave as she walked out the door. Now
here she sat looking down at her prize, a small normal looking stone. She had been told to
place it somewhere on her body and it would become part of her, it had been one part of
her wish. That way she couldn?t lose it, she pulled her shorts down and pressed it against
her thigh. With a glow and slight warm tingle it disappeared into her leg. Now she was
ready. She could turn whatever she wanted to, into something else. But it would only
work from, or in an area that was private to her. The only place like that now was her
bedroom. And she had to point her finger at it while she was thinking or saying it. She
had waited till her mother had left the house and now she had a chance to try out her new
gift. She looked into the mirror at her reflection. Part of her wish had been she could
never get herself trapped as something else. Or hurt herself. She figured it would really
suck living forever......as a statue. Now she could have some fun. Turning from the
mirror she pulled the shades down and shut the drapes. Now she looked for something to
change, a smile cracked on her lips as she reached under her bed and pulled a pack of her
stuffer diapers out. She had worn depends but they weren?t real diapers. Real diapers
were perfumed and had little pictures running up and down them. She unfolded one of
them and set it on her bed, then she pointed her finger and wished for it to be bigger.
Something happened she felt like a tension passed over her and then when she
refocused her eyes she saw it had worked..........alittle to well. The formally baby sized
diaper was now the size of her bed. She put her hands to her face and laughed the smell
of the diaper filled her room and she rubbed her hands over it she wondered if she could
use it as a blanket and wondered what kind of dreams she would have. But she had plenty
of time for that she again pointed and again there was a pause. Now the diaper looked to
be the right size. Jumping onto her bed she frantically pulled her panties off and pulled the
diaper into place. The tapes closed and she stood up, walking back to the mirror she
admired her reflection in it. It looked good. She moved her legs up and down listening to
the crinkle from the plastic. She had always gotten diapers for older babies, since they
were longer and thinner. But now looking at her reflection she thought they didn?t look
babyish enough. they seemed to thin and didn?t come up high enough. Also her legs
weren?t being pushed out at all. But Karen could fix that, she pointed and with but a
thought the diaper changed from something a walking toddler would wear, to something a
two month old infant would lay in. Now she was happier, she slowly rubbed her hands
over the plastic cover. She had to bend her legs alittle to stand, she found walking could
only be done with a waddle.
Karen had never felt this way, she felt like she would burst but she had to have
more. Now she wanted the clothes, she pointed at her shirt and turned it into a cute little
onsie with lace and pictures of baby teddy bears on it. But it covered her diaper to much
so she turned it back to a shirt, keeping the lace and teddies on it. Then she put little bows
in her hair, and pop! a pacifier appeared, hanging off her shirt. It was to much, she started
to pee. Frantically she rubbed herself, dropping to her butt she arched her back and made
garbled baby sounds. The wave hit her and she dropped to her side on the floor. She laid
there for several minutes enjoying the feelings she had. But now she had to try something
out. She wanted to be seen as a baby but if that happened her life would change forever.
So alittle experiment was in order. She peeked out her window and watched across the
street, she didn?t have to wait long before a car drove past. It stopped a couple of houses
down and dropped someone off. Now pointing her finger she wished that time would
reverse one minute. The car was gone, she smiled looking at her clock she hoped this
would work. Then, it happened; the car drove up, stopped and someone got out of it and
walked up to the house. Great she thought, she laid on her bed with her legs pulled up
like a baby. Now for some fun.
Her mother pulled up to the door about an hour later. She had been out with some
friends of hers and was glad to be home. A quick shower and bed, that was what she
needed. She put her key in the lock and opened the door. Her daughter was in the room,
watching TV. Cartoons it looked like, there was a smell in the air that she remembered,
but couldn?t quite place. She walked past her and said a quick hello, noticing that she
seemed to be drinking from a big glass of milk. It must be almost empty since she had it at
a very high angle. Turning on the lights in the kitchen she grabbed a glass herself and
filled it with water. Thats when she noticed the canister of baby formula resting on the
counter. Still she didn?t really think that much of it. When she pulled open the fridge to
get an apple out she saw four full baby bottles on the top shelf. She grabbed an apple and
a bottle and closed the door. Looking at the bottle she rubbed the apple on her dress and
was about to bite it when she saw that it was starting to mold. Crossing the kitchen she
opened the garbage and saw what appeared to be a diaper in it. Picking it up she realized
that while it certainly looked like a regular diaper it was to big. She called out to her
daughter, asking why it was in the trash.
It?s wet was the reply Karen gave her mother. She had done allot of work but this
was the payoff. Her body was already humming, she felt her face burn even though she
knew she could fix this, she burned with shame. She wanted to touch herself but she had
to wait. She was laying back against the couch in a pile of blankets. Her feet were spread
out in front of her and she was drinking from a bottle. She had to poop bad, and when she
finally did she had made sure it would be memorable. She had already peed twice and
already had to go again. If she did the diaper would leak, but thats what she wanted. Full
and total baby thats what she was going to be, her mother should explode.
Yes, I can see it?s wet, but where did it come from? she heard a laugh coming
from her daughter one that sounded kinda odd.
Me! Karen knew this was it, she worked up a good drool and let it roll down her
face, her bib was allready spattered with spit but she wanted her face to look good to.
What!? Young lady come in here right now. She leaned up against the counter
with the diaper in one hand and the bottle from the fridge in the other. She thought she
had the upper hand, then her daughter came around the corner. Actually she heard her
daughter coming way before she got there. The crinkling of her diaper was clear to her
mother. Karen looked up at her mother as she rounded the corner. She could see that she
had been ready to tear her a new one when she suddenly saw what she was wearing.
Get off the floor! You aren?t a baby! Stop crawling , and sit in a chair. But Karen
just sat back on her butt her legs awkwardly spread in front of her. She smiled and waved
at her mother.
Explain yourself, young lady. She stepped towards her daughter and held the dirty
diaper in her face. Explain this! Karen looked at it, her mother had opened it up and now
she could smell the pee as it cooled in it. With one hand in her mouth and covered in
drool she used the other one to smack the diaper, making wet squishing sounds she smiled
and happily replied Wet! At this she bounced up and down and slapped her hands
together giggling the whole time.
Her mother glared at her; you are 15, better start acting like it. You want to be in
diapers? I will yank you from school and send you to class with the retards. Now get in
the bathroom and clean up. She watched as her daughter started to get up, then she just
dropped down again facing the other direction and started to crawl towards the bathroom.
Stop right this instant and look at me. Karen stopped and turned her head, her
bladder was full and now was the moment. She had been right she could feel the pee run
around the leak barriers then run onto the floor. Her mother had taken a deep breath and
was about to yell again when she saw the little yellow river start to run from under Karen.
She broke into a rage and picked her up. Actually taking her all the way to her
room, she stood her up in front of the mirror and told her to take a good look. See that!
See what you are, you better get used to that view cause your going to be in diapers for a
long time missy. She had let go of her daughters arms she playfully rubbed them over her
reflection she was ready when her mother asked the next question.
What do you say to that baby? Karen just continued to play with her reflection
and said one thing Poopy! What? You think this is some kind of joke? I am not
laughing. The smell told her what she had meant. Karen was filling her diaper, her
mother looked down and watched as the diaper started to droop, the bulge was huge.
Finally she was done and she turned around towards her mother. Smiling she asked in a
sweet baby voice. Mommie chang my diipee.
Her mother took a step back what? She was having a hard time dealing with this,
her daughter must be going nuts. Then her daughter stood up straighter and talking like a
normal teen said. I said, I need my diaper changed, if you don?t change me fast I might
get diaper rash. I made a big mess, and I think I am wet. To check she shoved her hands
down the front of her diaper and pulled them out. Smelling then she smiled again, yep big
time wet see? She put her hands out towards her mother and waved them at her.
Change me, change me! But her mother was having none of it, she was backing
out of the door when the phone rang. She walked down the hall, followed by Karen. She
picked up the phone and answered. Sure she?s here, but she just messed her diaper so I
do not think you want to be over here right now. Sure here you can talk to her.
Karen smiled as she answered the phone. Yes she said, I did make a poopie but
my mommy refuses to change me. No, I am ok just having some fun. Sure I will ask her
Hey mom can Sammy(Samantha) come over and change my diaper?
Sure, I don?t care better say good bye too, cause in the morning you?re out of high
school and into special ed.
Cool! She told Sammy to come over and slipped into her room. While doing that in front
of her mother had not been to bad she was not ready to try this in front of her friend. She
made her wish, and suddenly went from dirty diapers to nice clean dry ones. The clock
told the story it was 2 hours in the past. She got in her bed and turned out her light. She
fell asleep, like a baby.
This IS the whole story. Thanks for readin.