Diaper Hypnosis Novels & Stories

I declare, determination in my voice. In deft motions, the old diaper is discarded, and Cevia is cleansed. My internal countdown lends urgency to the process as I swiftly secure a fresh diaper around her tiny form. Thirty seconds – an achievement punctuated by the absence of any unsavory mishaps. A silent exultation ripples through me, a far cry from Brayden's previous misadventure.

Or big problem, I mentally correct myself as I catch a glance at his extra large cock. "Really?" he turns to me excitedly. "You won't tell anyone I'm gay will you?" he pleads. "Never crossed my mind. Your secret is safe as long as you don't tell anyone about the hypnosis. Do you want to try it?" "Sure, yeah... anything," he sighs. "Okay. Sit down and close your eyes. I'm going to hypnotize you and make it so you can get hard anytime you'd like." Dean does as he's told and I take out the transmitter as soon as his eyes are closed.

After he lowered the diaper and didn’t have to dodge, he readied for the next step. "Now what?" "Gently grasp his ankles with one hand, lift his bottom, then slide the diaper from beneath him with your free hand." Armaam had earned a degree in Engineering and Masters in Business Management and yet this task seemed astronomical. The boy continued squirming and grabbing for things around him making it difficult for Armaan. Armaan huffed. "He keeps moving" he complained like a five year old making Janani chuckle "Distract him" Janani said "How am I supposed to distract him when I am trying to remove this diaper??" He asked looking at her as if she is stupid

‘Yep… just take slow breaths and pretend like you are a statue…’ Noah cheered himself on, ‘Just lie there quietly and forget where you are and what you are doing…’ Besides, nothing outrageous was happening whatsoever! …There was just another dick in between his legs… ‘No! Don’t you dare think about his humongous dick! Quick! Meditate! Chant sutras! Recite the Holy Scripture!’ Levi peeked at his baby’s reaction, and seeing how the other showed no signs of rejection, he finally put his worry down and started to move. He slid his hands under his baby’s hips and lifted his little bottom up from the bed.

I say in a firm voice, but that got my little thing to cry, crying but staying in place, I took everything off her, including her diaper, I cleaned her up adding a new clean one, she's used to using pull-ups while sleeping on earth, but in here, she'll be completely diaper dependent until I decide that she's old enough to be trusted and get potty trained. I decided to put another footie jammy on her, they aren't the prettiest in her closet, but we're going to stay inside for a while until we pass the first phase at least, it's better to keep her in for her safety and my sanity. After I was done, I held her up against my chest, trying to calm her down, she was really mad at me for telling her

“But I’ll figure it out, okay? I can’t wake your mom over a diaper. I’m a CEO; I handle million-dollar contracts… I can handle a dirty diaper. Right?” The words didn’t come out very convincingly, but there was just enough determination to keep going. After a few clumsy attempts—wipes out of order, diaper on backwards, and a near disaster with the cream—I finally managed to change him. Clean diaper, dry body, and he now looked content. His eyes were beginning to get heavy again, eyelids slowly drooping as he let out soft sighs, pressing his little face against my chest.

"A long time ago... when I was a child." Dr. Parker nodded, seemingly satisfied with the answer, and gently set down his pen. His gaze returned to Dean, his tone still soft and reassuring. "Alright, that’s all for my questions. Mr. Harrison, I believe the memories you've lost are not all of them, but rather certain specific ones. Now, let’s begin the hypnosis session. Please lie back, find a comfortable position, and close your eyes. Don’t think about anything else—just focus on relaxing."

He pets his hair and helps him lie down. "It's okay, sweetie. Let's get this icky and stinky diaper off and go back to playing with toys, okay?" He nods and Leo wipes away his tears with his blanket. Type grabs his diaper supplies quickly and changes him as quickly as possible but still making sure that he wouldn't get a rash. Once his onesie was snapped back up, Type gets up to dispose of the full and messy diaper and wash his hands. Once he's cleaned up and relaxed, Tyoe puts a movie on for him in hopes of him completely unwinding.

Owen's POV I sat in my office chair, watching Tessa across from me on the couch. She was my client and came for stress relief sessions. Today! I decided to deepen the hypnosis. Her eyes were already heavy as I swung the pocket watch in front of her face. 'Tessa, relax deeper now, I said-in a low tone -'Your eyelids are so heavy. You feel safe and obedient.' 'When I count to three, you will be wholly under my control'.

I’ll never let her off the hook! [February 23rd. It hurt so much. I failed to protect my baby.] [February 27th. You’re about to get married, but I have yet to tell you that I love you.] [February 28th. I love and hate you.] [March 1st. Let the waves wash away everything.] Sean clutched the diary in silence. He lowered his head as his shoulders shook slightly. With every breath he took, he sniffled. “Mr. Graham, everything is clear now. Yulia controlled Mrs. Graham using hypnosis and pills. The person who could cure your sleep disorder was Mrs. Graham. Plus, the pills were banned recently. In large doses they could cause stomach cancer.