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Aunt's Beach House
« on: July 07, 2012, 01:06:59 am »

Prelude

The moonlight poured through the open window, the curtains blowing gently in the breeze. It had been a hot summer day, and now it was a warm summer night. Alexa couldn't sleep. She lay there gazing out the window. Though she wasn't sweating, she could almost feel her skin sticking to the sheets. The blankets were piled up down by her feet, as it was far too warm to bundle herself in them. The occasional breeze  was the only thing that refreshed her.

There were tiny grains of sand throughout the sheets and sticking to her body. She could also feel sand in her unwashed salty hair. Her body felt lightly burned from the hot sun that had now gone. The breeze felt cool and soothing against her face.

She could hear her two younger cousins sleeping on the two other beds in the room, one on the bottom bunk, and one against the opposite wall. She thought about how different her spring break had turned out than she thought it would have.

You see, originally, she had been invited to her Aunt's to help take care of her younger cousins. Instead, she had become somewhat of an extra issue for her Aunt to worry over. It turns out, out of all of the children in the room, Alexa was the only one who still had accidents in her pants from time to time. And for that very reason, under the sheets, under her long t-shirt, she was now wearing a disposable baby diaper.

I know it sounds strange, that a young woman like Alexa would be wearing a diaper meant for a toddler, and Alexa almost couldn't believe it herself at times like this. She was wondering that exactly now...how did this all happen so fast?

She reached her hand down slowly, trying not to make any noise that would wake her young cousins. Her fingertips wandered over the diaper's padding, feeling it's bulkiness. She had almost gotten used to it over the last week and a half, but she never could fully accept it... The feeling of it cradling her bottom, the bulk of the padding between her thighs...

She pressed her fingers lightly against the padding, and then quickly moved her hand away blushing... Even when no one was around, she felt embarrassed wearing them. It felt childish, unfit for a grown young woman like her. It felt shameful that she needed to wear them, like evidence of some secret lack of maturity.

Even more embarrassing was the fact that she not only wore the diapers, as she did now, but she actually used them for their purpose as she was about to...

She looked out the window again and bit her bottom lip. Within seconds, Alexa was blushing. She could hear the telltale low hissing sound as she wet her diaper. The warmth spread throughout the diaper. Soon enough the diaper's padding would absorb it, swelling as it did.

The cool breeze came again, lightly blowing her salty hair. She looked out at the moon, closed her eyes and slept.

Chapter 1

Knock. Knock. Knock. "Alexa, are you okay in there? We are all ready to go back to the house."

"One minute. I will be out in a second," Alexa called back to her Aunt through the bathroom door. She was somewhat frantic, holding her bathing suit bottoms under the sink faucet. She didn't like public bathrooms in general, but the current situation made it even worse.
Embarrassing as it was to think to herself, she had had an accident in her bathing suit and was trying to wash the smell out in the faucet.

It happened while making a sand castle with her cousins near the incoming tide. It just happened. She was kneeling on her knees on the sand, when she felt a warmth between her legs and streaming down her thighs. Knowing her aunt was sitting in a beach chair reading under the shade of an umbrella too far away to notice, Alexa quickly moved to cover up the accident, knowing her cousins didn't know. She immediately moved after it happened, piling up sand over the evidence, pretending nothing had happened. Just then, her Aunt had started calling to them, waving, signaling to get ready to go back to the house.

Now here she was, in the public beach family bathroom, washing the remaining evidence off her bikini bottoms. She wasn't sure if anyone could notice, but she wasn't taking chances.
It was Alexa's first day staying at her Aunt's beach house with her cousins, and she was here to help out with her Aunt's kids, showing how mature she had grown to be.

After being confident that any scent was out, she put the bottoms back on. She then wrapped herself in a towel before unlocking the door and joining her relatives.

"Sorry about that, I was just trying to get the sand out of my bathing suit," she explained ot her Aunt as they all walked to the parking lot. "Alexa, don't worry about that stuff. Just give me your bathing suit when we get home and I will take care of it," she smiled at her. "I know you are here partially to help with your younger cousins, but don't feel like you have to do everything yourself, make sure to relax as well." 

Sam and Katie, Alexa's two younger cousins, ran toward the minivan racing to see who would get there first. They giggled as they ran, their light hair moving. "Don't run too fast you two, I don't want either of you falling down and getting hurt" their mother called out to them.

The two were twins, both seven years old. Though they were generally well behaved, they were also filled with energy just like all other children their age. For this reason, they consumed most of their mother's time. It was difficult enough being a single mother, as she was.

They all got into the car: the twins in the back seat, Alexa in the passenger seat, and her Aunt driving. The ride was not too long, the house was only about a quarter mile away from the beach, but they drove so that they could bring the beach chairs and everything else.

Alexa watched her two cousins playing in the back seat, laughing and playing pretend, when she felt an immediate urge. "I um...I..." she said, looking down. Her Aunt looked over at her, puzzled.  "I think I have to go to the bathro-..." before Alexa finished her sentence, she felt it again. She could feel the warm spreading down her thighs, and now absorbing into the beach towel and fabric car seat below her bottom. She blushed in humiliation, not knowing what to say, as she felt it spread under her. Tears filled her eyes. The twins continued to play loudly, not realizing anything had happened. Her Aunt looked over at her,understanding what had happened, but not wanting to embarrass her any more than she had been already.

"Alexa, it was just an accident," she said looking forward as she drove. "Everything will be fine. I will clean it up once we get home." There was stress in her voice though, as she was thinking about how she would get the stain and odor out of the passenger seat. Didn't she have enough to worry about already? She tried to act calm.

They pulled into the driveway, and Alexa's aunt Brenda got out of the car with a sigh. Alexa stayed put, holding back from fully crying. Brenda let the twins out of the back seat, letting them into the house, then returned to help with Alexa.

Brenda opened the passenger side door. "I'm so sorry... It was an accident... It just..." Alexa started bawling, losing control of her emotions. "Shhhhh its okay sweetheart," Brenda said while she unlocked Alexa's seat belt. "Everything is okay," she said as she embraced her. "I know you didn't mean it. It isn't your fault Alexa," she consoled her, stroking her hair as she embraced her.

"Just get into the shower, and I will take care of this. Don't worry, it could happen to anyone," she reassured her. "Don't worry about the twins, they won't notice with your bathing suit. Just leave your bikini in the shower afterwards and I will take care of everything." Alexa tried to dry her eyes, as she got out of the car. Brenda took her wet towel and wrapped Alexa in her own dry one. "Don't worry, no one else will know."

Alexa walked to the shower, trying to regroup herself as she walked into the house. Behind her, her aunt bundled up the wet towel and inspected the huge wet mark on the passenger seat. As she walked in, her cousins were already playing video games, completely unaware of what had happened.

She went into the bathroom, closing the door.

Chapter 2

The rest of the day had gone roughly. The whole night there was a nervous tension. Aunt Brenda mentioned nothing to Alexa about the accident, but there was an uneasiness even in her knowing it had happened. Every time Alexa saw that her aunt was looking at her, she blushed and quickly glanced away.

During dinner, the conversation had been awkward. The twins ate on the couch, watching a movie while both Alexa and her aunt Brenda tried to pretend nothing had happened. They sat at the table making small talk about the weather, the seagulls, and the shells at the beach.

The next morning, however, the tension could no longer be ignored. Alexa woke to a cold wet bed, as her alarm clock rang loudly. Exasperated, she turned off the alarm and quickly looked around the room to make sure neither of her cousins had noticed. Their beds were empty and she could her their voices outside playing with the other neighborhood kids.

Hearing the alarm, her aunt Brenda came into the room. Alexa was crying, and Brenda immediately understood what had happened. She pressed her lips together tightly, sighing. She wanted to act like it was all okay, but in reality she was already stressed enough. "I'm sorry sweety. Come down and take a shower, and I'll take care of the sheets," she instructed Alexa dryly.

All day Alexa could only think of the humiliation of it. Why was this happening? She used to wet the bed when she was in elementary school, but why was it happening again now? She wasn't a child. She had come to stay with her Aunt for spring break precisely to show her how mature she had grown. Her aunt had always seemed so pretty, strong, and independent and she had tried to emulate her.

She barely spoke for the rest of the day. There was a strong tension between her and her Aunt that even the young twins could feel. "What's wrong Alexa?" Sam asked her when she was watching television alone. "Why are you being sad?" Alexa replied that she was just feeling tired, and that she would play with them more later.

That night after the twins had gone off to sleep, and Alexa was still watching television, her aunt Brenda approached her, walking up behind the couch. "Can you come into my room sweety? I think we have to talk about something..."

It could no longer be ignored. The walk to her aunt's bedroom seemed to last forever. Her cheeks felt hot, her heart was beating fast in her chest. The sound of her aunt's shoes on the hardwood floor sounded rhythmically.

And then they were sitting on the bed. "Alexa, I know that these last few...incidents... were not your fault. I just want you to know that I don't think any less of you because of them," Brenda said as she placed her hand on Alexa's knee. Her voice sounded high, as if she were explaining something to a child.

She looked at Alexa, who was looking down at the floor, blushing. "But, I think part of being a young adult like yourself is taking responsibility for yourself. And I think part of that is making sure your actions, even accidents, don't cause unneeded stress and work for others. Don't you agree?" Alexa nodded, still blushing. "I said I was sorry, I didn't mean to do it," Alexa said quickly, starting to cry.

"Aw sweety. It's okay. I know you didn't mean to do it," she embraced Alexa, stroking her hair. "But I think after having two accidents, the only responsible action is to make sure to take precautions in case it happens again, right?"

Alexa nodded, crying into her aunt's bosom. "Now, I know you are going to think this is weird at first, but I have a package of large size diapers that I bought for the twins that were never small enough to fit them." At this point, Alexa started bawling. Her cheeks were burning. Her heart was heating like a little humming bird's. Her aunt paused. "I think it would be best if you tried one on now and wore it tonight. Just in case..."

Alexa just cried into her Aunt's shoulder, as Brenda tried to relax her, rubbing her back. "Shhh, its okay sweetheart. It is just in case. I am sure you won't need it."

Fifteen minutes later, Alexa had calmed enough and her aunt was handing her the diaper. It looked so childish. It was colorful and had pictures of cartoon characters on them. Alexa's blush intensified as she felt the padding in her hands. They were thick. The feel of the outside of the diaper invoked strange memories inside her head, things she hadn't thought about for years. Thought's of childhood. Things behind her that she somehow missed.

"You can just go into my bathroom and try them on sweetheart," Brenda gently commanded. "You know how to put a diaper on right?" Alexa nodded bashfully, she had babysat a few neighborhood toddlers over the years.

Inside the bathroom she removed her pants and underwear, unfolding the diaper and placing it between her legs. She was overwhelmed with childish feelings mixed with embarrassment. Her aunt was standing directly outside the door waiting.

Alexa taped the diaper on clumsily. The feeling was unreal. After getting the disposable baby diaper on she paused, overwhelmed by the feelings. The padding cradled her behind, snug between her legs. She started to feel a longing for something...

"Alexa, does it fit?" her aunt whispered through the door. Alexa responded bashfully that she would be out soon, as she tried pulling her jeans up over the diaper. It barely fit over, but it did, though there was an apparent bulge. Dressed, she opened the door.

Her aunt was a bit puzzled seeing her fully dressed, "Do you have it on sweetheart?" Alexa nodded blushing. "Let me see, I have to make sure it is on correctly."

Alexa unzipped her jeans and pulled them down to her thighs, revealing the diaper. She was overcome with embarrassment as her aunt inspected the fit, fiddling with the tabs and all. "I think it fits well on you," she said smiling.



Chapter 3

She woke up in the middle of the night that evening. Noticing the diaper, she gasped lightly in surprise, somehow forgetting she even had it on.

She reached her hand down to feel it. It felt so strange. Mixed feelings of shame and curiosity. The padding had swollen between her legs, as she had wet the diaper in her sleep. She blushed thinking about it, hoping that aunt Brenda wouldn't find out.

The swollen saturated padding felt oddly comforting in  a way. She explored that feeling, closing her eyes.

She imagined she was a toddler again, laying in a crib in her diapers. She was wet but mommy was going to come to change her. The thought warmed her, but then a tinge of shame overcame her. She was a grown young woman, why did it feel so comforting?

She looked out the window, feeling the ocean breeze coming through it. She closed her eyes.

She dreamed of being a toddler again. Being the center of attention. Being free of responsibility. Free to be herself.

In her groggy half dream state, she felt a growing pressure in her bottom. This feeling triggered a thought. Why should I get out of bed, I already used the diaper anyway...right? I can just throw it away in the morning and no one will know...

She thought about it in her dream state. For some reason, the thought of using her diaper for such a childish thing felt oddly alluring. Not fully thinking, she turned over onto her stomach, lifting her diapered bottom under the sheets.

She began to grunt quietly, pushing. After a minute, she slowly began filling the seat of her diaper. She felt so shameful, but also exhilarated. She gasped and grunted lightly, feeling the mess spread across her bottom in the baby diaper.

Once she was done, she noticed she had been sucking on her thumb the whole time. She felt so naughty but exhilarated. The feeling was so intense, the toddler mess pressed against her bottom. She closed her eyes sucking on her thumb, basking in the feeling. Before she knew it, she was asleep...

Chapter 4...

"Alexa? Honey?"

Alexa woke up groggily, rubbing her eyes.

"Sweetheart..."

Alexa stretched, yawning.

"Sweety. I think you had an accident."

Alexa could feel her aunt's hand hefting the swollen bulk of the diaper against her, checking to make sure it was used. She blushed hot pink when she realized what she had done.

Alexa was on her stomach and her Aunt was pulling back the elastic on the diaper to peek inside. "Sweetheart, how did this happen?"

Alexa's eyes began to fill with tears.
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Re: Aunt's Beach House
« Reply #1 on: July 08, 2012, 12:48:45 am »

loved it please more!
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Re: Aunt's Beach House
« Reply #2 on: July 08, 2012, 01:00:22 am »

It's a great story will there be more or is it a short one-off?
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Re: Aunt's Beach House
« Reply #3 on: July 08, 2012, 04:21:14 pm »

Def please give us more!
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Re: Aunt's Beach House
« Reply #4 on: July 11, 2012, 08:41:15 am »

A nice story. Hopefully there will follow many chapters. Because Alexa pees her pants again, it makes sense that her aunt takes her to the doctor. Of course her aunt expects Alexa to pee her pants fer nervousness while waiting to be called in by the doctor. Therefore her aunt has put her into a fresh diaper befor their departure to the clinic. When called in by the nurse, Alexa is undressed by her aunt up to her diaper. Wearing only her diaper she has a complete and comprehensive medical examination. During the exam she wets her diaper in the presence of her aunt, the docter and a nurse. After the exam Alexa has her diaper changed by the nurse.
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Re: Aunt's Beach House
« Reply #5 on: July 15, 2012, 11:07:38 am »

Please continue i really enjoy this story
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Re: Aunt's Beach House
« Reply #6 on: July 15, 2012, 01:38:44 pm »

its good so far
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Re: Aunt's Beach House
« Reply #7 on: July 30, 2012, 09:18:33 pm »

Yep, I like this too. It has a certain cuteness to it, which I mean in the very best way possible. ;)
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Re: Aunt's Beach House
« Reply #8 on: March 02, 2013, 08:05:19 pm »

I am considering continuing this story, but I am not sure exactly where to take it. I err on the side of realism rather than fantasy cliches when possible. Any suggestions?
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Re: Aunt's Beach House
« Reply #9 on: March 02, 2013, 10:17:27 pm »

i think you should continue with your cliffhanger. start with her aunts reactions to her messing and go from there. that could be a whole chapter itself.
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Re: Aunt's Beach House
« Reply #10 on: July 17, 2013, 03:42:48 pm »

Nice story I think you should continue it.
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Re: Aunt's Beach House
« Reply #11 on: July 18, 2013, 11:35:42 am »

Well done! Can't wait to read more.

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Re: Aunt's Beach House
« Reply #12 on: September 05, 2013, 01:40:06 am »

what's going on with this story?
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Re: Aunt's Beach House
« Reply #13 on: September 28, 2013, 10:36:10 am »

Hello all. Really considering a new chapter soon. Might do it this week.  :)
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Re: Aunt's Beach House
« Reply #14 on: September 29, 2013, 09:32:35 am »

New chapter would be amazing to read.
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Re: Aunt's Beach House
« Reply #15 on: September 30, 2013, 02:05:35 am »

There's something about the premise that's very intriguing (an older cousin who came to help but ends up being the handful herself), yet this has the potential to go down the cliche/unrealistic path very quickly.  I'm curious to see what you'll accomplish with the amazing potential you have here.

Good luck!


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« Reply #16 on: October 09, 2013, 12:09:49 pm »

please continue this story. :)
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Re: Aunt's Beach House
« Reply #17 on: October 24, 2013, 04:25:34 pm »

Chapter 4, Continued (First draft)

As soon as Alexa's aunt Brenda noticed her crying, she quickly stepped back, making sure to close and lock the bedroom door to ensure her niece's privacy. Tears fell down Alexa's cheeks as she almost hid her face in embarrassment. She couldn't help it, the feeling of humiliation was so strong.

Her aunt returned to the bed and stroked her hair soothingly, "Shhhh... Don't worry sweety. I'm sure it was an accident." Her aunt was still confused at what had happened, but at the moment she mostly cared about easing her niece's embarrassment.

The smell of Alexa's dirty diaper had, much earlier, spread throughout the room, it constantly reinforced her embarrassment. "I didn't mean it," she whimpered through her tears as she looked up at her aunt, feeling the mess pressed against her rear.

"Everything will be okay sweetheart. Everything will be okay," her aunt Brenda consoled her. "It was just an accident, and we are going to get you cleaned up right away sweety." She continued to stroke her hair, somewhat perplexed. It was already difficult dealing with Alexa's earlier accidents but this was even more sensitive. She wanted to calm her niece, but didn't want to embarrass her unnecessarily by being too overbearing. Those old books on parenting she used to read never prepared her for this experience, that is for sure.

"Please don't tell anyone. Don't call my parents," Alexa looked up mortified. "Don't worry Alexa, I won't. I know it wasn't your fault," her aunt reassured her, laying her face gently against Alexa's tear dampened cheek. "Everything is fine. We will figure it all out. There is nothing to worry about," she told her as she stared out the window secretly feeling extremely overwhelmed over how to handle the situation. As much as she was almost annoyed at how much trouble Alexa had proved to be, she couldn't help but sympathize with her. She felt so bad, seeing the look of humiliation on her face and the sound of helplessness in her voice.

Alexa's mind was in overdrive. She couldn't think straight. "Why did I do this? What has gotten into me?" she thought to herself. "Am I losing my mind?" However, despite all the burning embarrassment of it all, she had to admit to herself that the glimmer of the warm feeling from the night before remained deep inside her. Echoes of childhood echoed through her consciousness. Through it all, all the memories, all the mixed up emotions, she felt an overwhelming feeling of needing and wanting to be taken care of, of needing to be looked after. The feeling grew as she lay there crying, her aunt consoling her, as the childish smell still hung heavy in the air. She couldn't help but enjoy the attention in some odd way despite it all.

Chapter 5

"Okay, how should we do this," Brenda thought to herself perplexed. Alexa was standing in front of her sullenly in the bathroom of Brenda's bedroom, wearing nothing but a long t-shirt over a wet and full diaper.

"Sweetheart," Brenda started. "I think it is best if maybe I help you clean up a little bit, then you can take a shower and a bath. How does that sound?" she asked her niece, trying to be delicate with the embarrassing situation. She couldn't help thinking how cute Alexa looked standing in front of her like she was. The thought almost caused her to smile a little, but she quickly regained control of herself.

Alexa, already overwhelmed, nodded. She didn't know what else to do. Her aunt nodded back smiling compassionately, and then proceeded to kneel down, going through one of the bathroom cabinets. Alexa watched her aunt, but she was constantly distracted by the embarrassing, yet oddly comforting, feeling of the mess against her rear. She blushed red again, out of embarrassment reinforced by a feeling of guilt that she enjoyed any of this at all. "Aha, there they are," her aunt said, pulling out a box of baby wipes out of the back of the cabinet.

She turned to Alexa. "Okay, I know this is awkward for both of us sweetheart, and you can clean up yourself if you want. But, you are really overwhelmed right now and I think it would be best if I helped," she said looking at Alexa. "What do you think?" Brenda asked after a few seconds of silence. Alexa nodded softly in response.

A moment later, Brenda was on her knees gently cupping the full and swollen padding of the baby diaper with her hands as Alexa pulled her shirt up exposing it. Brenda had thought how best to do this and hadn't thought up a satisfactory answer. She knew she couldn't change Alexa on her kids' old changing pad, could she? It would be far too babyish, she had thought, not wanting to embarrass Alexa any more. "Well it sure would be easier," she thought to herself now.

"Okay sweetheart, I will hold the diap...-the underpants in place, okay? You just open the tapes, and then I will get you all cleaned up," she said, looking up at her humiliated niece, watching her nod in embarrassed acknowledgement. Alexa could feel Brenda's hands gently pressing the diaper up, just enough to hold it in place. She was overcome by babyish feelings. The smell, her aunt's soft touch, the feeling of helplessness.

Her hands moved down to the tapes, as her aunt's hands awaited the diaper. Alexa blushed, whimpering about to cry again, as she pulled back each tape. "Okay, now I am going to pull the accident away. Okay Alexa?" her aunt said, holding the heavy diaper before slowly lowering it and pulling it carefully through Alexa's legs. Alexa blushed hot seeing her full swollen baby diaper lowered below her. The smell of her "accident" strengthened instantly, and Alexa felt, and controlled, her sudden impulse to suck on her thumb. She was so overwhelmed by it all, she couldn't think straight.

She watched as Brenda rolled the diaper up taping it onto itself carefully. The diaper looked full and swollen, almost like an overripe fruit decorated with childish cartoon characters. Alexa bit her bottom lip.

"Turn towards me so I can clean you off a little sweety," Brenda instructed as she placed the dirty rolled up diaper into the garbage pail and removed a couple of baby wipes from the box. "Then we will get you in the shower and everything will be better."

Alexa turned slowly, exposing her bottom, blushing deeply.

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Re: Aunt's Beach House
« Reply #18 on: October 25, 2013, 02:21:24 am »

This is getting better and better. Can't wait for more!
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« Reply #19 on: November 09, 2013, 11:03:30 pm »

Anyone else interested in me continuing? And any advice or ideas for the story going forward?
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Re: Aunt's Beach House
« Reply #20 on: November 10, 2013, 08:27:39 pm »

doooooo it!
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« Reply #21 on: November 25, 2013, 10:03:50 am »

Chapter 6 (Draft)

So many thoughts were shooting through Alexa's mind as the water poured down over her hair. She ran her fingers through her hair, kneading in the suds of the shampoo. Even now, the shame and guilt lingered heavily, though she was also conflicted. As embarrassing as it all was, she kept feeling this odd sense that she had enjoyed being taken care of, enjoyed having her auntie wipe off her dirty bottom.

She mind replayed the recent memory in all its details. The hot feeling of her blushing cheeks as the childish smell of her "accident" filled her nostrils. The feel of the cold wipes on her unclean rear. Her Aunt's soothing voice telling her that she would make it all better.

Suddenly, realizing how much she was somehow enjoying the memory, she consciously stopped herself. A pang of guilt ran through her. How could she have enjoyed having her Aunt clean her up after a dirty diaper? Alexa was a teenager, and she felt she had to pull herself together.

She started to wash her body with the bath soap, now starting to think about how she would ever face her Aunt again. What would she do when she got out of the shower? She desperately hoped her Aunt wouldn't tell her parents.

As her soapy hands moved to the plump round cheeks of her bottom, she unconsciously bit her bottom lip. The fresh memory of her Aunt gently moving the cold baby wipe across her skin filled her mind. That strange warm feeling welled up inside her as she thought about it again. She remembered her bottom pushing out and her back arching slightly at the touch of the wipes on her cheeks. The delicate babyish scent of the baby wipes, mixed with the humiliating scent of her dirty bottom and the full diaper. Alexa remembered looking over her shoulder a little bit while her Aunt cleaned her, seeing a very caring loving, and pitying, expression on her Aunt's face. Opening her eyes again, looking down at the shower drain, she blushed at the thought.

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Stepping out of the shower, Alexa quickly grabbed the towel her Aunt had left out for her and began to dry her hair with it, wrapping herself in it once her hair was partly dry. The soft cool towel felt good on her hot damp skin. She could only see a shadow of her reflection in the mirror because it was covered in fog and condensation. The thought of leaving the warm humid room to face her Aunt filled her with dread. Finally after a deep sigh, with the towel wrapped tight around her body, Alexa opened the door to her Aunt's bedroom.

Her Aunt was sitting on the bed, smiling at Alexa with a look of empathy and tenderness. Somehow it made Alexa blush. Her Aunt motioned her to sit down on the bed, which Alexa did. She stared at the ground, trying to avoid her Aunt's gaze. "Sweetheart. It is up to you, but I think it might be good if you wore some protection today," her Aunt said bluntly, picking up a folded baby diaper from under a stack up clothes she had brought in for her niece. "I know you are a big gir-... a young woman and you think you can handle everything by yourself, but like I said before, sometimes the responsible thing to do is to choose to wear protection just in case." Alexa blushed, nodding lightly. "It is your choice of course though, honey."

There was a few long seconds of silence. Alexa thought to herself. She really didn't want to have to wear a diaper around the house, especially around her younger cousins. She thought she could hold it and control herself if she really tried, but at the same time she found a voice inside of her encouraging her to just wear the baby diaper. "It would be easier wouldn't it?" she thought to herself, her eyes moving towards the thick padding of the diaper folded in her Aunt's hands. There was such an unexplainable pull of the diaper, which had an almost hypnotic power over her. Her eyes traced the childlike designs on the diaper, and a strong desire to wear the diaper overcame her.

She blushed realizing her Aunt might have noticed the way she was looking at the diaper, and quickly snapped out of her trance-like state. "I...I think I can handle myself without the...protection during the day," she said, consciously betraying her yearning to be snugly taped into the diaper all day. "Are you sure sweety?" her Aunt replied looking at her questioningly. "Are you sure you can keep your underwear dry and clean honey?"

The way the question was phrased, and how it was said, filled Alexa with a sense of childishness and embarrassment. Noticing this her Aunt explained, "Wouldn't it be better and less embarrassing to be wearing a diaper if you have an accident, instead of just having an accident in your pants?"

Alexa's conscious resistance to the almost unconscious desire to wear the diaper was weakening as her Aunt gave her stronger and stronger rationalizations to accept. "It would be the right thing to do wouldn't it," she caught herself thinking. "Auntie knows best," she began to think. Still it just felt immature and wrong to her in some way that she should be wearing a diaper during the day while her younger cousins were in underwear.

"I just really don't want anyone to know, and I think I can control it..." Alexa was saying as her Aunt interrupted her. "I think you can control yourself like a big girl also Alexa, but don't you think it would be good just to have a diaper on just in case?" her Aunt said firmly, looking at her in a way that felt accidentally condescending. Alexa could see her Aunt was pressing her fingers into the padding of the diaper as she said it.

At that point, the strange temptation of the diaper, mixed with the thought that her Aunt actually did know best, caused her resistance to finally tumble down. She nodded blushing, filled with embarrassment, "Okay, I guess it would be best...Just in case."

Her Aunt smiled at her maternally, handing the baby diaper to her, "Good sweetheart, I think that is for the best." Her Aunt tried to hide her deep sense of relief that Alexa would be wearing protection, lessening the chance that she would have to be cleaning up accidents out of the couch or the carpet. She already had enough to worry about with her own little ones. Additionally, though she wouldn't admit it to herself, there was something very cute about Alexa having to wear a baby diaper. She knew that felt wrong, but it was simply the truth. Maybe it was her strong mothering instinct, she thought, trying to push the adorable image of Alexa's diapered derriere out of her mind.

With that, Alexa left for the bathroom again to change into the baby diaper, her cheeks glowing a light pink. The feel of the padding between her fingers sent tingles throughout her body. The anticipation of wearing a diaper during the day made her warm inside, filling her with guilty pleasure. "Just in case," she thought as she turned to close the bathroom door, seeing her Aunt smiling at her intently.
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Re: Aunt's Beach House
« Reply #22 on: November 25, 2013, 10:07:00 am »

Please write feedback. Be as critical as possible. I enjoy writing but it is easy to keep my stories and characters bottled up in my mind for my own selfish enjoyment if I don't have encouragement to write it all down. I know it sounds silly but it is just true.

Any feedback is appreciated, even if just a few words. In depth evaluation and criticism will be greatly welcomed though.

Thanks for reading, and I look forward to hearing your thoughts.
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Re: Aunt's Beach House
« Reply #23 on: November 25, 2013, 10:42:21 pm »

This is good so far
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Re: Aunt's Beach House
« Reply #24 on: November 26, 2013, 08:26:10 pm »

Most writers focus much more on the sub side than on the caretaker. You also give much more detail on Alexa than on Brenda.

Brenda has also an internal conflict: preserve Alexa's dignity and keep her from regressing from one side (in her caretakers role, she has to feel that uncontrolled regression is not "good" for Alexa), encourage Alexa to rely on diapers so to avoid extra laundry on the other. As I expect Alexa to progressively be more indulging into regression, I wonder how Brenda's conflict will resolve.
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