Cee and Dom were standing in the hallway right in front of Cee’s bedroom. They were just behind the opening in the wall that connected the hallway to the living room so they could overhear the conversation between the Photographer, a middle-aged man named Lenny, and Allison. They kept their voices to a whisper so as not to disturb the two in the living room.
Dom was dressed in his Christmas best. A bright red sweater decorated with Christmas trees and some blue sweat pants. Cee was dressed in something that even she admitted was an adorable holiday dress. It was brown and decorated with white spots decorated to look like a reindeer. It even had a little hood with tiny deer antlers. Despite being obviously holiday themed Cee couldn’t help but note that the dress was really short, falling to her thighs. It was dangerously close to offering a glimpse at her underwear. It wouldn’t really fight off the winter cold. To really cement her reindeer look she was also wearing a pink chest harness, made of thick pink leather with one strap going over and another going under her bust and decorated with jingle bells. It was the final piece in her reindeer outfit and it was indicative of her place in the household.
“I’m serious Cee. We’re paying this guy by the hour so we don’t want you running off every five minutes to go potty,” Dom said sternly.
“Oh, I do not go every five minutes!” Cee’s protestations almost rose to a normal speaking volume but she caught herself and quieted down. “Regardless of how often I go I don’t I need diapers.”
“I think you do,” Dom countered simply.
“You’re being ridiculous,” Cee countered. “I already let you to talk me into the harness with the dress, now you want to dress me up in a diaper too.”
“Cee!” Allison poked her head around the corner. She was wearing her own Christmas sweater. It was red like Dom’s and decorated with white balls of felt. The jovial attire did not match the look on her face which was one filled with anger. She continued in a whispered yell. “If you are not diapered and out here in the next ten minutes, we’re going to taking pictures of you getting a spanking. Am I clear?” Cee blushed in response. The retort that she wasn’t their play thing for pictures died in her throat and she just looked at the floor.
It didn’t take this Christmas Card picture fiasco for Cee to know that she was the submissive one in the house. The feeling had been growing since she had moved in with Dom and Allison. More and more her independence went away and she was less of a roommate and more like a pet or in this case a surrogate baby. She had heard about people falling into roles like this, she always told herself she never would, but here she was. Resigning in defeat as she let Dom lead her into her room. She knew Allison wasn’t making an idle threat when she said she’d spank Cee. She knew because it wouldn’t have been the first such spanking she had received. Just like this wouldn’t be the first diaper she was taped into either. She was put in them often enough these days that there was always an open pack next to her bed.
Cee pouted silently as she plopped her body down on the waiting diaper. They had a tight time limit to meet so she wouldn’t be putting up her usual protesting wiggles during this diaper change. She still couldn’t help a whine as her pull-ups were once again torn off her body and thrown in the diaper pail in her room. Months ago, pull-ups replaced panties as Cee’s regular underwear and it seemed diapers were quickly replacing her pull-ups.
“Why can’t you be this still all the time?” Dom asked as he wiped and powdered the unusually compliant Cee. Cee childishly stuck her tongue out in response as the diaper was taped on. Cee felt the familiar feeling of being secured into the juvenile padding. Trapped as the extra sticky tapes were fastened on. Cee was pretty sure they got ones with those kind of tapes on purpose, not that they needed to. Cee had a rule that when she was in a diaper, she wasn’t allowed to take it off herself since it was frequently used as a form of punishment. Eventually she would have to pee, and without being allowed out of her diapers she only had one option. This diaper was at least on theme and it went well with Cee’s outfit. It was decorated with a wreath like print around the legs and dotted with fade when wet pictures of holly.
Dom and Cee emerged into the living room. It was a large spacious room with a sofa and recliner along the walls. Both pushed to the edge of the room to make room for the large Christmas tree and surrounding decorations. The space was cleared specifically for today, to be a backdrop for the “family” Christmas cards. Dom took position next to his wife and Cee took a usual spot in front of them. Blushing as she heard the distinct crinkling sound as she walked. The short dress, which threatened peeks at her pull-ups, did more than threaten peeks at her diaper, it guaranteed them. Cee suspected that was the point.
“Come here,” Allison said through gritted teeth as she grabbed Cee and pulled her close. “Since you’re being a fussy brat you need this,” Allison revealed an adult sized pacifier. Cee couldn’t help but whine and stamp her feet. Allison shoved the nipple into her mouth. “And that’s exactly why you need a paci,” she said clipping the soother onto Cee’s dress with a red and green pacifier leash. “That spanking picture is still on the table so you better think before you take that out.” Cee blushed and looked away at the threat while she suckled on the pacifier. “Good girl.”
“Aww what an adorable little you have,” Lenny said directed toward Cee. “Little’s are a big hit on Christmas cards this year.”
“That’s what I’ve heard, though she’s in a bit of a mood today.”
"I’ve done a few spanking pictures too. They turn out pretty well. If she gets to be too fussy.”
“She’s definitely tempting me,” Allison looked at Cee who looked back with a pleading expression.
“I’ll be good. I’ll be good. I’ll …” Cee had let the pacifier drop out as she begged but she remembered what Allison had just threatened her with. She promptly popped the pacifier back in her mouth. “Ah eee guh,” she said around the pacifier. This garnered chuckles from the adult adults in the room and to Cee’s relief improved Allison’s mood. She seemed to have avoided discipline, but what she did not avoid was the humiliating series of pictures that would come next.
The pictures started out simple enough. Just Allison, Dom, and Cee standing in front of the tree. One of Allison and Dom and one of Cee with each of her caretakers. The pictures got progressively more embarrassing for Cee from there. There were pictures of Cee in Allison’s lap, Dom’s lap, and straddled between the two. Picture of Dom and Allison looking happy as Cee shook an empty wrapped box. Each pose seemed to show more and more of her diaper. Cee was sure Lenny had gotten plenty of stellar shots of her diaper, and the pacifier clipped to her cute reindeer outfit would leave no room for doubt about if that was a diaper or not.
After a lot of shots Lenny called for a break and got with Allison to pick through the shots to see the best pictures. With there being a pause in shooting Cee took the time to get Dom’s attention.
“Dom, I need to pee,” Cee whispered hopefully.
“You know what I’m going to say. Use your diapers, it’s why we put you in them.” Cee rolled her eyes at the response. She wasn’t allowed to take her own diapers off, and with Allison and Dom watching her there was no way she could sneak them off. Cee hated being told to just use her diapers, but that was the response she usually got when she asked to have them taken off to use the bathroom. She still asked though, despite how embarrassing it was. She still asked because she knew if she didn’t, if she just didn’t bother because she knew what the answer was, she would be accused of not being able to keep up with her own bladder. That would just further push her into her inevitable descent into a 24/7 diapered status. It was inevitable but she wasn’t ready to give up yet.
Despite not giving up the fight, Cee knew there was no point in holding it. She sighed and let go, feeling the familiar sensation of a dry diaper becoming wet. It was getting easier and easier to wet her diaper when it became obvious there was no alternative.
“Ok let’s get some of just the baby,” Lenny said with a smile. Cee just rolled her eyes and put her pacifier in her mouth. The typical complaint of “I’m not a baby” was at the tip of her tongue but she knew she was on thin ice. Suckling the pacifier was a better response because it wouldn’t incite Allison’s wrath. Plus claiming to not be a baby while in a wet diaper would only garner chuckles.
The next set of pictures really leaned into Cee’s baby role: some pictures of her crawling on the floor, of her on her back grabbing her toes, a shot from behind deliberately giving an angle that showed off her diaper and that it was wet. All while Lenny gave condescending coos and insisted she show off her diaper more and more. The looks from Allison kept Cee reluctantly compliant while she debased herself more and more.
“Ok we got a lot of good ones there,” Lenny said smiling. “How about we get some of our mommy and daddy next.” Lenny motioned Dom and Alison over, but Cee took time to stop Allison.
“Allison for real I need to go potty,” Cee begged.
“You’ve already wet your diaper once. What’s the big deal?” Allison said a little annoyed.
“I don’t have to pee ..” Cee said trailing off letting the implication sink in.
“I’ll let you out of your diapers when we finish taking pictures.”
“Allison!” Cee whined.
“I don’t want to change you because your wet diapers look cuter in the pictures,” Allison admitted casually. Cee was so distracted by what could potentially happen in her diapers that she didn’t even think to call Allison out on that.
“Allison, I haven’t done that in my diapers.”
“You should be able to hold it until we’re done Cee. If you can’t maybe you need to be in diapers."
“That’s not fair!” Cee fumed childishly. Despite the tantrum she knew she was right. This was a setup from Allison. Giving her a challenge she knew Cee would fail. It was rigged from the start. Allison’s response to was to shove the pacifier clipped to Cee’s dress back into her mouth. Allison quietly grabbed the harness around Cee’s chest and started dragging her to a spot on the wall.
“Cee you are not getting out of diapers until we are done taking pictures,” Allison explained calmly. “And this little attitude you’re giving me means you’re going to be in them for a while after that too,” by this point Allison had dragged cee to their destination, a hard point on one of the living room walls. Cee pouted and huffed because she knew what this hard point meant.
“But I’m gonna …” Cee started but Allison cut her off.
“If you can’t hold you mess in for the hour it’s going to take us to finish then you need to be in diapers anyway,” Allison picked up a bit of rope the was lying next to the hard point and made a knot around the point on one end of the rope. “Honestly, I don’t understand why you’re so against it. You make it sound like wearing diapers is the worst thing ever, but you wear them all the time.”
“I wear them all the time cuz you make me,” Cee countered.
“You definitely make it easy,” Allison said tying the other end of the rope to the d-ring on the front of Cee’s harness, tethering her to the wall. Cee pouted. Being tied to the wall like this had become about as normal as her diapers. “I think they suit you.”
“I noticed,” Cee pouted as her stomach grumbled.
Cee watched uncomfortably as Lenny photographed Alison and Dom. The churning in her gut increasing all the while. It felt like these pictures would take forever. Cee looked toward the bathroom, much further away than the rope attaching her to the wall would allow her to travel. She could eventually figure out how to undo the knot, but Allison or Dom would no doubt catch her in the act. If they did, they would probably force her to fill her diaper.
As another cramp hit cee knew she wouldn’t make it. She might have made it to the end of Allison and Dom’s photoshoot, but if she had to do anything else after that she wouldn’t last. Any slight movement would cause her bowels to fail. There was no sense delaying the inevitable and making herself miserable. With a groan and a face of defeat Cee squatted and filled her diaper.
She had gotten somewhat used to the feeling of a wet diaper, but the feeling of a messy one was altogether different. Wet diapers could fade into the background, she could almost forget she had wet them. There was no way she could forget about this. There was a constant mess pressing against her as a reminder of what she did and what she was. She also couldn’t shake the feeling that, after having done that, she could never go back. She had crossed a threshold she could not return from.
“Ok I think we got enough there,” Lenny announced. Cee broke from her haze and looked back up to see Dom and Allison looking over the shots. Cee shifted from side to side, feeling her full diaper and the gentle tug of the rope attaching her to the wall.
After a moment Dom approached Cee, Allison was still talking with Lenny.
“All right Cee let’s check that …” Dom started but just from the look on Cee’s face he could tell already that her diaper was not clean.
“I – I couldn’t hold it,” Cee said shifting. “I’m not a baby,” Cee tried to reflexively defend her adulthood.
“Sure, you’re not Cee,” Dom lied. “Ally, do we need Cee for anything else. She needs a diaper change.”
“Is little Cee’s diaper all stinky?” Allison cooed. Cee blushed and crossed her arms. “I knew you were just a baby,” Allison stepped over to Cee and released her from the wall.
“Can I please have a diaper change,” Cee said sniffling.
“Maybe in a bit. We have one last picture to take and that messy diaper is perfect for it.”
“B-b-but,” Cee started to complain but she was dragged back in front of the Christmas tree.
“Ok let’s get this one done quick, baby is getting fussy,” Allison sat in front of the Christmas tree and sat Cee in her lap. Cee grimaced as the mess in her diaper was pressed against her as she was sat on Allison’s leg. She was so busy dealing with that sensation that she only noticed Allison had taken her shirt off when she found Allison's bare breasts inching close to her mouth.
“Allison what …” Cee started
“Shhhh. I just want a picture of me feeding my new little girl,” Allison explained.
“What!? No! I’m not your little girl! And I’m not gonna … You’re not gonna feed me.”
“Oh hush. Now hurry up and we can get that diaper changed when you’re done.” Cee picked up on the hidden message there. If she complied, she’d get a diaper change, which meant if she didn’t comply then she wouldn’t be changed for a while. She really wanted a diaper change, and any protestations about not being a little seemed pointless now. She was sitting in a messy diaper on her mommy’s lap about to be breastfed. Was there even a point in denying what she was any more.
“A diaper change right after? Please mommy.” Cee was both asking and pleading.
“Yes baby. I’ll change your diaper right after,” Allison said sweetly. With a heavy blush Cee situated herself in Allison’s lap and wrapped her mouth around her nipple.
“Adorable!” Lenny said snapping photos. “Try to get her to look over here. Give that diaper a squish. Oh, that’s a great face,” Lenny encouraged.
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