The Magic Book Parts 1, 2, & 3 (Patreon)

Jamie was on all fours, looking into the bottom cupboard of her little home library. She squinted at a curiously long, thin orange bookend. Slowly growing more confused, she leaned in closer to read the title.

“How To Be a Big Girl?” She said, turning to her boyfriend on the couch. “Did you buy this?” holding up the book. The front had a depiction of stars sparking away from the childish blocky title.

“Umm… No?” He said, walking up to it. He took the book from her extended hand. He opened the first page. An adult woman’s face looked confused with question marks floating around her head. He started reading out loud.

“Little girls get confused all the time.” He said, looking to the next page. The same woman was kneeling down now, naked except for a diaper, looking up at her Daddy. “They need Daddys to tell them what to do and think.”

“That’s so-” Jamie said, stopping suddenly. Her train of thought grinded to a halt. The words that were in her head fell apart letter by letter. She couldn’t remember what they were talking about. She looked worryingly into his eyes. “Um…” She stammered, finding herself subconsciously leaning into him. “What do you think about it?” She asked.

“I think we need to keep reading.” He said that made complete sense in Jamie’s mind. The next page had the same girl playing with baby toys. A yellow puddle pooled beneath her diaper.

“Especially when it comes to diaper changes. Little girls can’t be trusted to know when their diapers are full.” He said, looking away from the book and to Jamie’s waist. “Are you wet?” He asked, she turned bright red.

“No…” She said, flexing her thighs. Her mind couldn’t come up with an honest answer. If she had to guess, it was wet. There was a lot of mushy mass between her legs. But she couldn’t tell if that was because it was an abnormally thick diaper, or if she’d gone already. He placed the book on the bookshelf. He moved toward Jamie’s waist to check. The fear of him finding out struck. In a split decision, Jamie jumped up away.

“I’m dry!” She said desperately, still not sure if that was the truth. The heavy weight around her waist wasn’t a good sign.

“I’m not playing this game, Jamie. Show me your diaper.” He said, getting up to unbutton her pants.

“Nooo!!!” She yelled, not wanting to get in trouble for wetting her diaper again. She started running out of the living room. Thinking of an escape plan on the fly, she quickly opened the sliding door, and scuttled out into their backyard.

“One more step and you’re going to bed at 6 PM tonight.” Allen said as he walked out. Jamie froze in her tracks.

“I don’t wanna miss that new episode of Paw Patrol…” She thought, gritting her teeth.

“I sowwy, Daddy…” She said, pulling her shorts down.

“It’s okay, you haven’t been dry in weeks.” He said, pulling the back of her waistband. It confirmed his suspicions. “That’s what I smelled too. Go get the wipes.” He said, pointing inside. Head hung low in defeat, Jamie waddled back in.

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“*Yawn* I think I’m going to hit the couch.” Alice confessed to Sarah from across the bed.

“Yeah I’m ready for bed too.” She said, turning on her kindle. Sarah expected the words from her previous page to flash onto the screen. Instead, it was two females in diapers looking at one another with hearts over their heads.

“What the?” She said, reading out loud, “Girls always have feelings for eachother.” Sarah said, looking up from the kindle. She saw that Alice’s cheeks had flushed red. This was the moment both of them had always been waiting for. Alone in Sarah’s room, on the bed in their nighttime diapers.

“They’re supposed to have diapered make outs.” She read, suddenly dropping the kindle. Alice was already on top of her. Their lips locked, breasts squeezing together. Tongues started licking the outside of each other's teeth. It was so intense, they kept bumping into the crib bars.

“Mmm… you have no idea…. how long…. I’ve wanted this.” Sarah breathed hot into Alice’s mouth. That elicited a lower lip bite. She dug her hand up in between Alice’s legs to grab a handful of warm diaper.

“Did Baby already have an accident?” Alice said, pressing the mushy diaper into her. She moaned in reflex, nodding up and down. Her legs went numb from the white hot pleasure. She couldn’t stop the piss from squirting out if she tried.

“Wes Mommy, change my pee pee diapie” Sarah said, losing further inhibition. She popped her lips free, then grabbed the kindle. Alice kept rubbing the front of her friend’s warm yellow diaper.

“It gets hard to think when girls have fun together.” Sarah read, it was already happening. The words on the screen started looking like gibberish. Incomprehensible letters fell onto the bedside. Alice’s diapered butt rolled onto it and cracked the screen. The two started diapered scissoring.

“Yougo poo poo” Sarah said, her lips were getting numb. She could feel the back of Alice’s diaper expanding. The room was starting to smell like a mix of used diapers and sweat.

“Guugguuhhh” Alice gurgled, as hot oily drool spilled out of her lips. Her brain rode the rollercoaster of raging sexual pleasure. Thought processes couldn’t initiate in the screaming gibberish. Babyish gurgles were the only consistency.

They didn’t stop. They weren’t supposed to. It’s what girls were meant to do.

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“Little Girls always wear diapers!” The page said. It depicted a woman jumping with her arms out, with a wide happy smile. Riley looked past her naked chest, and down at her waist.

“What? Wasn’t I wearing…?” She thought, trying to recall what she put on this morning. It certainly wasn’t a diaper. “I don’t wear…?” She thought, forgetting about her wardrobe and instead focusing on the padding between her legs. It felt soft and crinkly as she moved her legs. Running a hand yielded the same sensation.

“Huh.” Riley said, it felt weird. For a moment there it felt like she didn’t wear diapers. As if someone thought it was a good idea to take her out of them. That was ridiculous though. “Diapers are my underwear.” She thought, and kept reading.

“And they’re too little to know about the potty!” It read, a girl looked at a plastic potty with question marks scattered above her head. Riley took another look at her diaper. It was getting warm from the accident spilling into it. Her mind tried thinking of the bathroom, but it was like asking how to run a spaceship. Vacuumed thoughts that didn’t exist. Riley had no idea what a bathroom was. The last tensions of doubt slipped away permanently. Her waist had been in diapers from the moment she was born.

“This book is boring. It isn’t telling me anything!” She thought, flipping to the next page.

“Little girls don’t talk like big girls” Riley said, staring at the woman sucking her thumb. “Poopy.” She blurted out, gasping then covering her mouth. “Das not what I wanna say. Why I talking wike I always do. I mean, I tawking funny. Errrr” Riley said, trying to force her lips to curve the right sounds. She focused as hard as she could. “Dada.” Her brain sputtered, losing the train of thought. Her inner monologue was getting criss-crossed with babyish babble. It was hard to follow herself. With the last of her reading comprehension she read the final page.

“Little girls always build their identities around their favorite movie characters!” It said, showing a woman staring blankly at a screen. Riley looked up, Frozen was playing on the screen. It’s what she’d been staring at for the past hour. It was her daily ritual. She felt her legs get wobbly, before dropping to her knees.

“Elwsaw powddy.” She babbled, not focusing on what came out. This was her favorite part of the day. Wearing her Anna dress and playing with toys. She could feel herself attaching her entire being to the characters. They were so big and smart. Emulating them made her feel close to that.

“Do youw hgnng wawna buiwd…” She hummed along, as her body finished subconsciously pooping itself.