Ravel was giddy as she pulled into her apartment. The anticipation caused by her lengthy drive back from the mall was getting to her. She was eager to get inside and get into a diaper, and to try the onesie she bought as well. The Ravel that had left the mall would have found the Ravel that was excitedly pulling her bag from the trunk to be a little much.

“Someone is certainly eager. Maybe you’re antsy to get out of that soggy pull-up and changed into your cute little diapees,” The inner mommy in Ravel’s head cooed. It was because this voice had been talking nonstop on her way home that was part of the reason Ravel was eager to get inside.

She struggled with her keys for a moment but finally got the door open and threw the bag inside. She took a moment to lock her car before shutting her door and locking it shut. She was home, finally, in her sanctuary. She was away from the stress of the real world and the world of her streams and all the expectations she placed on herself for both of those things.

Ravel ran to her bed and threw the onesie to the side to get to the package of diapers lying underneath it. She eagerly tore into them like a child opening a present on Christmas. So much so that she didn’t even notice the perforated edges made for easy opening until she was done. When the package was open, she grabbed the first diaper and laid it down on her bed. She had taken some time to do some research since the last time she wore diapers. A lot of articles online recommended fluffing the diapers up to make them feel thicker. Ravel was doing just that. Folding the diaper up and squishing it in a variety of random ways until she felt like it was done, she had no visible metric to tell.

While she was fluffing it, she took time to admire the print that she barely looked at in the store. Pink ponies is what is called and that was accurate. It looked to be a simpler print. There was no wrap around design around the legs, the diaper was just dotted with a bunch of cartoonish, pink, ponies in various cute poses. There were no fade when wet indicators on it, which Ravel didn’t know she would miss until they were gone.

“How is mommy gonna check how wet her baby is?” Ravel said to herself in her head.

“I’m a baby. So, I’m almost always a little wet. You don’t need to check,” Ravel said back in her own voice, giggling at the internal dialogue.

Fluffing the diaper also made Ravel appreciate how crinkly the diaper was and the general plastic texture. It made her even more excited as she laid the diaper open on her bed.

Ravel eagerly started undressing, only now noticing that she had started getting the diaper ready before she had even taken her shoes off. She very quickly threw off her shoes, her skirt, and finally the sodden pull-up from the mall. Just in time too. She felt a vague urge to pee coming on, and the pull-up would not have held another. When her dirty clothes were put away, and her used pull-up in the trash Ravel grabbed the wipes and baby powder she had been using with her pull-ups and sat down on top of the diaper.

While she was wiping herself, Ravel was imagining the mommy inside her head was performing the actions instead. Gently cleaning her with wipes and applying powder before she lovingly pulled the diaper up and taped it shut, rubbing the front when she was done to hear the crinkling sound. The fantasy turned back into the reality that was Ravel wiggling in her diaper enjoying the feeling. It felt right. It felt right the last time she tried diapers too, but now it was even more so. It was like a homecoming almost. As Ravel stood up from getting changed, she felt her bladder release into the waiting diaper, and she knew that she didn’t want to be away from diapers again.

There was still one thing remaining from her trip to the mall. It was the baby starter kit she had thrown out of the bag. Currently Ravel was in the band t-shirt she wore to the mall and her diaper. She was pretty sure that was a cute enough look by itself, but since she had bought this baby starter kit on a whim, she hadn’t stopped thinking about it. That she even had that whim said a lot about her and what secretly wanted. Secret wants that were becoming less and less secret as she was no longer hiding her desire to try the thing on.

It was pretty plain. It was mostly white with blue trim around the sleeves and leg holes and it was dotted with a few cartoon drawings of otters playing around in the water. Similar to the diapers, Ravel barely even looked at the print before grabbing it to purchase so she was only really admiring it now. Honestly it probably wouldn’t have been her first choice it she had been in a picking mood, but regardless of that it was the one she had.

Part of her was nervous at what this was. If the concept of gateway drugs had any merit, then onesies were the gateway drugs of abdl. Or maybe diapers were. Ravel bought both so either way she was running down that slippery slope.

The shirt was cast off, but Ravel’s nudity was brief as the onesie soon took its place. After more attempts than she would like to admit, Ravel lined all the snaps up correctly and the onesie was on. Ravel took a moment to get a feel for it. It was probably the coziest thing she had ever worn. It was snug against her, but not so much that it was uncomfortable. It held the diaper against her bottom and seemed to amplify the feelings it gave her. She loved it.

Immediately Ravel went to her mirror to look at herself in her new clothing, spinning around and admiring how the extra padded bottom looked in the onesie. She looked adorable, even by her own admission. Adorable and hot as the diaper did wonders for her ass. It was a weird combination, but one Ravel was here for.

There was one final thing, the things that made the baby starter kit a starter kit. It came with an adult sized baby bottle and an adult sized pacifier, both in a blue color that complimented the accent of her onesie.

“Well, I came this far,” Ravel said to herself opening the package containing the accessories. Ravel spent all her research time into how to put on a diaper, she didn’t think she’d be stepping her toes into pacifiers and bottles today. She wasn’t sure what to do with them. She thought to at least run them under hot water, but when it came to what to put into the bottle, she didn’t know what would work so she grabbed some bottled water and filled it with that.

She went back to her mirror to gauge how she looked with the accessories. The pacifier was first. She wasn’t quite sure what to expect when she put it in, the sensation was surprisingly both mild and addicting. She figured out why actual babies liked them so much. As for the looks, it was a good accessory but she found herself wanting it more for the soothing sensation then anything else.

Next was the bottle. Here Ravel was more concerned on if she could drink out of it. The nipple seemed solid and she was wondering how she was expected to get liquid out of it. She popped the nipple in her mouth, an easy replacement for the nipple of the pacifier. It took a minute for her to get going, but once she did, she found it surprisingly easy. She glanced at herself in her mirror as she drank from the bottle and it just looked appropriate. That was the best word she could think for it.

With the admiration of her outfit over, Ravel waddled her way back to her computer crinkling all the way. The crinkling and the slight waddling brought a smile to Ravel’s face. She sat down in her chair and felt the extra padding in her seat. She popped her pacifier in her mouth and opened Chaos. Her outfit reminded her of Cry Baby Cereal and how she had been invited back on her show. Ravel wanted to let her know that she was more than out of her purge slump.

Bandsy: Hey! You still need someone for your next podcast?

Ravel removed her pacifier to drink from her bottle then quickly replaced the pacifier. She was already used to the soother and the bottle, it felt like a natural fit for her. Ravel was about an hour into lounging around enjoying her babyish attire when she got a response.

CryBabyCereal: I do if you’re available.

Bandsy: Count me in then. I’d love to do it.

CryBabyCereal: Awesome I’ll send you the deets. Guess this means you got over your purging? Without too much of a loss, I hope.

Ravel looked down at her outfit, and suckled on the pacifier in her mouth and smiled at the irony of the situation. She was more than over any desire to purge.

Bandsy: Yeah, I’m definitely over the slump. No loss of merchandise either.

CryBabyCereal: That’s awesome to hear. You got over it pretty fast too.

Bandsy: Yeah, when I found it was temporary I was ready to get back. Also, a pull-up ad read helps motivate me. XD

CryBabyCereal: Be careful there. It’s not something to mess around with for a quick ad buck.

Ravel had to take her pacifier out to pout properly. The pout was resulting from how similar CryBabyCereal sounded to Donna Sue. She didn’t want to have this same argument twice today. Her childish attire, and resulting slightly more childish mindset perhaps attributed to her annoyance at the subject. She managed to keep her cool.

Bandsy: I’m good I’m good. I’m over it. Promise.

CryBabyCereal: If you say so. More baby girls is always a good thing so I won’t fight you on it.

Bandsy: I’m not exactly a baby girl.

Again, Ravel looked down at herself and her outfit and snickered at her message. She was a baby girl at the moment but she hadn’t decided whether or not that was going to be advertised.

CryBabyCereal: You’re close enough. Or do I need to play that clip of you wetting yourself.

Bandsy: Somebody clipped that?

CryBabyCereal: Honey, they clip it every time you show your diaper. XD You gotta get used to that.

Bandsy: Yeah, that checks out lol.

CryBabyCereal: You sure you’re good. You seem kinda different.

Ravel blushed. She knew the reason why she was acting different. Her diaper and her outfit had her feeling a little more childish and playful than normal. She didn’t think anyone would be able to pick up on it. CryBabyCereal was something of an expert though.

Bandsy: Guess I’m just a little happy to get back in the swing of things.

CryBabyCereal: Fair enough. It’s not helping you beat the baby allegations though.

CryBabyCereal: Try to keep that energy for the show.

Bandsy: No! I’m gonna do some taxes and accounting right before just out of spite.

CryBabyCereal: lol ok. XD.

Ravel smiled behind her pacifier. She was having fun being playful here. It was the same sort of energy she had last time she was on CryBabyCereal’s show. It was what she was looking forward to when she was on there again. Was this kind of feeling little space? Ravel didn’t really know for sure. It wasn’t something she had really experienced before so she had no idea if this was that feeling, she just knew she liked it. It was a warm cozy sensation in her tummy that made her want to smile and wiggle.

Ravel went back to her MeTube browsing. She felt a sudden and intense urge to play with something while she watched her videos. She had to settle for messing around with a stuffed rabbit creature from an anime she liked. She made a note to grab some coloring books and more stuffed animals next time she was out. Next time she was out was probably going to be back at the mall. Ravel was eager to buy more diapers and another onesie after only the brief experience so far.

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