Warning: The following is an AB/DL-themed fantasy dialogue. Contains scenes of mind control, personality alteration, humiliation, messy diapers, and cut-glass accents. Reader discretion is advised.

"Pardon me Mina, could I just have a moment of your time?"

"Of course, Sarah. What's on your mind?"

"Well, it's just that I was thinking, as I got up this morning, that it seems rather odd...that is to say, rather unconventional...I was just wondering, have I...have I always worn nappies?"

"Hmm. Come to think of it, I'm not really all that sure. I don't seem to recall you wearing them yesterday, I must say. Why, is there a problem?"

"I'm really not certain. I was just looking down at my nappy, and it just seemed a little out of place somehow."

"What do you mean?"

"Well, you know I usually head off to classes at uni this time of day, but when I noticed that I was wearing a nappy, it occurred to me that the other girls at uni never wear nappies. Isn't it usually babies that wear them?"

"That...does sound right? You know, I think you might have a point there, Sarah. I don't think I recall seeing anyone else walking about in a nappy. I probably would have noticed, I think. It does look rather funny on you, I must say."

"It does? Aah. I was a bit worried about that. It really looks funny? I was really hoping it was only my imagination."

"No, I'm afraid not. It makes your butt look really big, and you're waddling around like a duck. It makes for quite a silly picture.That thing is really thick, isn't it? It would be awfully hard to hide that thing under your clothes."

"Under my...clothes? Oh, I see. That didn't really occur to me, I'm afraid. Do you think I ought to be wearing something over it?"

"It doesn't seem like a terrible idea. I think I would. But then, I think I'd probably just take the thing off entirely and put on some knickers instead."

"Oh. Well, I'm certainly not going to be anything like that. Although admittedly, I'm not entirely certain why. I just...it doesn't appear to be an option, is what I'm saying. I just seem to be wearing it now, quite out in the open, where everyone can see. And I...no, no I don't think I shall be doing anything about it. My, how peculiar."

"Huh. Interesting. Still, it's not all bad. It does have some cute prints on it. Those cuddly little teddy bears and rainbows actually rather suit you."

"Do you really think so? I thought it all seemed a bit...well, cloying, I suppose. Frivolous. A bit babyish, frankly."

"Well, yes, there is that, but if you're going to be walking about in big nappies, you're going to come across as a little babyish whatever you do. No point in being sour about what you can't avoid."

"That does make some sense. I suppose it'll take a little getting used to, is all."

"That's probably the right attitude. So, have you gone in it yet?"

"Gone...in it? What do you mean? Aren't I...in it now?"

"Gosh, did you not realize what nappies are for? I thought everyone knew."

"You know, it's funny. I've had the strangest feeling like I've forgotten something important today, but I just can't put my finger on it. Help me out, here. What is it I'm missing?"

"Well, usually people wear nappies because they can't make to the loo."

"It's...well, I sort of understand what all those words you just said meant, but I just can't seem to fathom what you're driving at. Could you break it down for me?"

"Frankly, I'm not quite sure how I can make it any plainer, Sarah. Let's see...have you done a wee yet today?"

"A...wee? A wee what?"

"Oh my. I had no idea. You don't have any notion of how to go potty, do you?"

"Go...potty? Is that some kind of new slang term?"

"No, no it isn't. Well, I am glad you brought this to my attention. I think I understand now, why I have this nappy bag here."

"Nappy bag?"

"Yes. Has all the supplies in it for nappies, you see. Spare nappies, wipes, powder, a changing mat, lotion, all that sort of thing. I just happened to notice it on my dresser this morning and put it over my shoulder. It's odd, now that I come to think of it. I don't usually carry one, I don't think. I don't even recall owning this. I just saw it, and had the feeling that it would come in handy."

"Come in handy, how? Sorry, I seem to be a bit confused. What is all this actually for?"

"It's the supplies for changing your nappy."

"Changing it? Into what?"

"No, no, no! It's for when you fill it up. You would need changing before too long, or you end up with a rash."

"Oh, dear. That does sound like something I should very much like to avoid, if I can. So, what would this...changing, involve, precisely?"

"Well, I would need to lay you down on your back on the changing mat and pull open the tapes on your...you know actually, I'm really not sure there's really much point in going over it with you. You don't seem to be any good at holding on to this sort of information."

"That's fair, I suppose. I guess I'll simply have to defer to your expertise on the matter, since you seem to have such a good grasp on it."

"I think that's likely to be for the best. Are you dry right now?"

"I...I beg your pardon? What sort of question is that?"

"Oh for heaven's sake! Come here, I'll check you."

"You'll what?"

"Check you. Come over here. Now just hold still a moment. There we go."

"Oh my! That's a bit...intimate, isn't it?"

"Well, you say that now, but if I'm going to be wiping your bu...oh, it looks like you're only a little soggy. Not too bad. Bit of use still to be had from this one, I should think."

"Oh. That's good then, is it?"

"More or less. It definitely confirms that you need to be kept in nappies, though, I'd say."

"Oh. Right then. Say, I don't wish to be rude, but I really ought to be getting to class. I'm dreadfully late as it is. Is there anything else I ought to be aware of regarding my nappy?"

"Well, the thing of it is, just because you don't need changing right this minute doesn't mean you won't need it later. If you go off to classes without someone to manage it for you, your nappy will just get fuller and saggier as the day goes on, and that can be very uncomfortable. It might get awfully stinky, too. Someone is bound to complain."

"Stinky? Goodness! Well, that doesn't sound very pleasant at all. Is that likely, do you think?"

"More or less inevitable, I should say. If you aren't going to be using the potty, then your nappies are going to be quite stinky a good deal of the time."

"Well that is definitely an issue I shall have to address. I would hate for any of my classmates to have to suffer any sort of unappealing odor on my account. Is there any way to mitigate that?"

"I really don't think so, apart from getting you cleaned up and into a fresh nappy very promptly after you've done a poo."

"O...kaay? And how often would you expect that to happen?"

"Hmmm, hard to say. A few times a day, at least. I think I would have to be on hand more or less all the time, to keep an eye on the state of your nappy, since you don't seem to have a good handle on it yourself."

"Oh, dear. I mean, I really hate to be a bother. It sounds like that would be a major demand on your time. And we don't take the same classes at all. How are you going to manage?"

"Yes, I definitely see what you mean, there. Let's see. I suppose it wouldn't be so much of an issue if If was being adequately paid for my time. Do you think your mother would be willing to pay me a reasonable salary if I was to stay on hand to keep your nappy in good order?"

"Now, there's a thought. I suppose I would have to ask her. I can't see why not though. She could certainly afford it, and she would be horrified if I were to be stinking up my classes at uni. I'm sure she would agree if you helped me explain to her how necessary it is."

"I think that would work then. I must say, I found this all a bit exciting. I think I shall have a lot of fun looking after you."

"Will you? Oh, that is good news! I'd hate to think I was creating any sort of inconvenience."

"No, not at all! It'll be a bit like playing with a big baby doll."

"Oh, goodness! That does make me blush a bit, if I'm being honest."

"Well, you are awfully cute, I'll say that. Would you mind awfully if I pinched your cheek?"

"I mean, I suppose you could. Although I'm sure what that would actually accomplish."

"Ooh, look at that blush! You are really quite adorable. Well, come along and let's get you to class. Take my hand."

"Your hand? Why?"

"It seems appropriate, that's all. I'll drive you. That way you can call your mother on the way. I'm sure she'll want to know that you're in nappies now."

"Really? Well alright, if you say so. It seems like a fairly minor thing to bother her about, but I guess she might take an interest. Hmm, that's funny."

"What is it?"

"My nappy seems to be doing something. I think...I think it's getting a bit tighter in the back. Feels sort of...soft and warm."

"Oh dear. I believe you've had a stinky accident. I can definitely smell it now."

"Do you? I don't think I smell anything amiss. Well, that is often how it goes, I guess. I'll say this, it's not the worst sensation in the world. Feels rather nice, in fact."

"Trust me, it's quite noticeable. We had best get you changed before we set out. Here, I'll lay out your changing mat so you you can lie down. It shouldn't take long, since you aren't wearing anything over it."

"Well, it really is awfully super of you to help me out like this. I can't tell you how much better I feel, having someone to look after me. Makes me feel quite...secure, in an odd sort of way. Oof, that is a strange sensation! Almost like sitting down in a bowl of oatmeal."

"Think nothing of it. I'm happy to be of service. It feels very appropriate, you know. You filling your nappies, me changing them for you. Feels very...right. Like it was always meant to be."

"It does feel right! It really, really does. Hmmm. Wow. This is...really, quite an operation, isn't it? Very...intense. I can't imagine doing this in front of other people."

"I suppose that's another thing you'll just have to get used to, then. Once you've made a stinky nappy, it's best to get you changed straight away, and I can't very well drag you off somewhere every time. All sorts of people will be seeing you getting changed. Your classmates, co-workers, strangers out in public. All sorts of people. It'll just be a normal part of your day."

"I see. Still, you could take me somewhere more private, if it's quite convenient, of course."

"Hmm. No. I don't think I will be doing anything like that. Not really an option, I suppose."

"Oh. I see. Well, I guess there's nothing to be done about it, then."

"No. Not a thing. There you are. All fresh and clean. Come along, we don't want you to be any later than you already are."