Diaper Hypnosis Stories Novels & Stories

After remembering for the eighth time that I am the real heiress to the wealthy Fletcher family, my brothers are about to hypnotize me again for the ninth time. My three older brothers, Dustin, Dominic, and Derek Fletcher, make me draw lots to decide the role that I'm going to have to assume after I'm hypnotized. The three lots are labeled "fake heiress", "the maid's daughter", and "the impoverished student the family is sponsoring". "Draw one." I don't move a muscle. Dustin's face turns grim first. "If you still want to continue living in the Fletcher household, Autumn, then stop trying to steal Daphne's identity away from her!" Dominic frowns and says impatiently, "Can't you be more

They felt contaminated. She took a taxi to the hospital and, following the doctor's instructions, lay down on the therapy couch. The doctor lit a special incense and dimmed the lights. "Ms. Jackson, please look at the pocket watch in my hand and follow my instructions." "Three!" "Two!" "One!" "Begin hypnosis!" In the dim light, Nina stared at the pocket watch in the doctor's hand, tears streaming down the corners of her eyes. Nancy, I'm sorry. Even though you sacrificed your life to save me, I remain as weak as ever.

As I played the scene in my head, I suddenly found myself fantasizing about being in her place… My face turned red as a tomato. Thomas' voice brought me back to my senses. "What do you think, Whitney? Should we ask him for help? We can't let Oliver suffer." A sense of anticipation rose within me. Biting my lip in embarrassment, I nodded slowly. "Alright then, let him give it a try." That weekend, Charlie came over early in the morning. He even brought over some tools. His gaze landed on my chest the moment he saw me. I had put on a loose-fitting dress with a scooped neckline in preparation for the lactation massage.

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.

A constant, low-level ache built between her legs, but she smiled and chatted normally, laughing at Ryan’s jokes like always. Inside her innocent mind, the hypno app had already taken root. The real fun — the public edging, the uncontrollable squirting, the slow corruption into his perfect stepsister fucktoy — was only just beginning. Ryan watched her squirm subtly on the couch and smiled to himself. Soon, little sis. Very soon.

He took out a diaper from the bag the doctor had left him and the pack of wipes. “This can’t be too hard,” he told himself as he lay the baby down on the couch. He checked and found a blue line on the front of the diaper. “Yep, you’re wet. That’s what the paper said that meant. Let’s get this diaper changed. Then maybe we can get some sleep before your mama wakes up and takes over.” He undid the baby’s diaper and yelped. As soon as he had the diaper off, the baby sent a stream of pee all over his leg. “Hey now, that’s not cool,” he told the baby. “Look little Alpha, I’m doing the best I can. I was not prepared for this. So, from now on, you keep the pee in your diaper. Okay?’ He fastened the

I woke up still in their arms, I loved that daddy read me to sleep, I love stories, books, and he's the best story reader ever, he did the voices and everything. I needed to pee badly this morning, but I wasn't allowed to take the diaper off me, I thought maybe I can skip to the bathroom, pee quickly, and pull the diaper back on. But sadly that wasn't a good plan, mommy and daddy both had their hands around me, I was trapped between them, when I tried to squirm out of their hold they both woke up.

I blow gently on the wax and help it cool before repeating the process on her other nipple. Lydia watches me decorate her breasts with dreamy desire in her eyes. I add blue wax to the mix while keeping the same steady, slow glide of my finger going inside her. Her hips push up insistently. She has trouble remembering who's in charge, and delaying her orgasms is the only way to control her. I continue moving my finger slow and steady. A minute later, she can no longer control herself and grinds into my hand, so I pull my finger away. "After the baby is born and you're healed, I'll strap your hips down so I can play for a few hours without your interference," I tease. Her eyes open and even wi

Sauna’s are apparently another fucking thing I can’t do while pregant. When they came out, Elder Frederick looked like he was going to pass out. But he drank some water and sat down on the floor. Asher joined him, sitting in front of my chair. “You can put your hands on him, that might make him more comfortable.” Elder Frederick said. I put my hands on his shoulders, as Asher sat in between my legs. “I’m going to hypnotize you now, Asher. The herbs in the sauna will make you more susceptible to it. Now follow my breathing, breathing in and out.”

The chill seeped to her bones. "Truly… there's nothing at all that can be done?" she asked. Uriah shook his head. "I lived with the Ferrero family for six months, observing the onset of their illnesses. From my studies, hypnosis is the most effective way to alleviate it—but only to relieve symptoms. It cannot cure the root cause. If even hypnosis fails, then it is truly beyond medicine." Sharon's hand trembled, spilling a few drops of tea from her cup.