Platt's Padded (Caption) (Patreon)

Bethany let out a satisfied smile as she walked around the living room while drinking a large glass of water, she felt calm and relaxed for the first time in days and she couldn’t believe that it was because of something so infantile. She looked down her slim body past her floral top towards the pink nappy that sat wrapped around her waist, she continued to walk around the living room of the empty house listening to the nappy crinkle and enjoying the feeling of the soft padding that surrounded her bum while she finished her drink. She shook her head again “Why am I so thirsty today? That’s my fourth drink this hour” she thought to herself as she placed the empty glass on the table. Bethany looked back down at the infantile pink underwear she was wearing and giggled to herself “This really works, how did Dr Fisher every come up with this? This is the second time now that I’ve worn a nappy and now both times I have felt a wave of calm run over me. She said it was because when I wear it I go back to a time when I didn’t have any worries, I was relaxed and stress-free but I never thought it would work” she said to herself as she placed her hands on her padded rear with a smile.

“Right now I need to get some money to go out tonight but after paying back mum I don’t have any….” she looked up the stairs and smiles “I only gave her the money last night and when she went out earlier she didn’t have her bag with her so that means it must be still in her room. I just have to go in and get it and then return it at a later date” she said with a nod. Bethany walked up the stairs of the two-story house as her nappy rustled along between her legs, she reached the top of the stairs and walked past her bedroom and down the narrow hallway towards her mum's door. She opened the door and examined her mum's small room, the large bed was pressed against the wall with a bedside table propped up against it. A chest of drawers sat along the wall opposite the bed beside the open door, on the other side of the chest of drawers was a large wardrobe (far too large for such a small room) that was full of fashionable clothes that Bethany had been in several times to borrow from her mum.

Bethany entered the room and walked towards the bedside table “It must be in here” she said to herself as she opened the top draw, she bent over and looked around the drawn trying not to move anything too much. “Beth you home?” a shout echoed from downstairs. Bethany stood up straight her heart racing as she turned bright red “Mums home? What is she doing home?” she thought when she suddenly heard footsteps on the stairs, Bethany looked down at the nappy and shook her head “I can’t let her see me like this!” she shouted in her head “I can’t get out of here before she gets up the stairs, what am I going to do?” she thought in a panic when she noticed the large wardrobe. She frowned as she quickly but delicately moved towards the wardrobe on the other side of the room. She opened the door and climbed in and squeezed in between her mum's clothes that hung down from the coat hangers. Bethany closed the door leaving just a slight gap to look out of as she stood completely still while full of nervous energy.

“She must have gone out” Sarah said as she entered her room and removed her jacket when she frowned as she looked at her bedside table and the open draw “I didn’t leave that open” she said to herself as she walked towards the draw and looked inside “Nothing to get from here, was Beth looking for something? I’m going to kill her when I see her” she groaned. Bethany frowned from the darkness of the wardrobe as she watched her mum, she was wearing short jean shorts, a loose shirt that now easily showed off her bright red bra. Sarah shook her head and let out a sigh as Bethany pleaded “OK, now leave so I can get out of this nappy”.  Sarah closed the draw as she squatted down beside her bed and reached to grab something which caused Bethany’s eyes to widen and her jaw fell open as she watched her mum pull out a white nappy from under the bed.

Sarah smiled as she stood back up with the nappy in her hand “Great because I need to relax, I don’t get any chance to wear these anymore” she said to herself. “Wear these days? How long has she been wearing nappies for? Why is she wearing them?” Bethany quickly frowned “Dr Fisher! She’s also mums psychiatrist she has been seeing her for years. She got us both to wear nappies as a way to relax? Is this why she knew it would work for me because it works for mum?” she shook slightly and her nappy rustled. Her eyes widened as she nervously looked through the gap in the door to hear her mum who was unfolding her nappy and placing it on the bed, Bethany sighed “She didn’t hear my nappy because of that one, this is so weird. What do I do now?” she thought nervously. Sarah unbuttoned her shorts and pulled them down her slim legs revealing her bright red underwear that matched her bra, as she took hold of her underwear Bethany quickly closed her eyes “Oh god, my mum is about to put on a nappy while I’m wearing one! What is going on? How did we get into this mess!?” she screamed in her head. Bethany heard her mum lie down on her bed, she scrunched up her face as she imagined what her mum was doing next “Is she doing the same thing I did only ten minutes ago? I don’t want that image in my mind but it's too similar to what I did” she let out a sigh as she heard the familiar sound of the tabs being released. Bethany slowly opened her eyes as she watched her mum tightly secure the nappy around her waist.

Bethany shook her head slowly as she watched her mum adjust the nappy while still lying on her bed when a horrible new problem appeared to her “I really need to pee, I can’t even move to try and stop myself or my mum will know I’m in here and I can’t let her know I’m in here now. Not with her wearing that and me wearing this! That’s too embarrassing!” she screamed in her head. She scrunched up her face as her mum stood up with a loud rustle from her own nappy and Bethany released the warm stream into her own. Sarah smiled to herself as she moved her hands all over her nappy and she let out a satisfied sigh to herself “That’s better” she said as she began walking over to her wardrobe. Bethany’s eyes shot open as the door to the wardrobe swung open and mother and daughter stared at each other in stunned silence while Bethany continued to fill her nappy.