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A Day In The Room Part 1 (An interactive Story!)
🕑 Added 2018-12-26 03:18:22 +0000 UTC
A Day In The Room
Merry Christmas everyone! Here is your present from me :)
This is a choose your own adventure kind of story! Once a chapter is finished, you’ll have the ability to decide what Avery does next. When you get to a decision, pick your number, then jump to that exact number (Essentially the "No" choice is first, then the "Yes" is after) Of course you can always re-read it to find out all the endings, I made sure each part is worth reading, so have fun everyone!
It was he kind of morning where you wake up way earlier than you’d expect, but for some reason you just kind of get up. That’s how Avery felt on this Saturday afternoon. Perhaps it was because she was sleeping in a guest bedroom, or maybe even the fact she always slept differently at her Aunt’s house. Whatever it was, she found herself up at around 7 a.m. and ready for the day.
“Aunt Penny?!” Avery yelled from the guest room. She waited for a few moments to hear some kind of response. A resounding silence echoed back at her. “Hm.” was all she said to what she concluded as an empty house. She shrugged her shoulders, and shifted out of bed. “It is a Saturday, I think she mentioned something about seeing a friend and doing something during the day? Yeah… pretty sure she won’t be here for a while.” She concluded. She walked out of her room and made her way to the kitchen to grab something to eat.
“What could I do today…” She questioned through bites of cereal. Her mind wandered to all kinds of different options. Smoking some weed and getting high as shit was one possible avenue, she reasoned. She could probably hide the smell pretty well if she did it outside. “Ugh but do I really want to get high though? I don’t really have that much left…” She thought. She finished the rest of her cereal with no clear plan. She lifted her bowl from the table, before throwing it in the sink for later.
She began pacing around the house while deep in thought on how to spend this Saturday. It was bullshit anyways that her mother was forcing her to be at her aunt’s this weekend. Avery only had a few weekends a month to get away from the semester. And she had to spend it just bored as shit?
“Yeah, maybe I should just get high.” She thought, before passing a room that caught her eye. “Oh.” She said to herself. She backed herself up a few feet to look back into the room. “That’s right, didn’t she tell me last night that she has a granddaughter she takes care of sometimes?” Avery said, walking into the nursery. The walls were the perfect pink pastel, with random my little pony posters hung up. Baby toys littered the floor, and a rather large changing table was in the back corner.
Avery didn’t really think much while she looked around. She took in the smell of baby powder when she paced past the changing table. Suddenly her feet stopped her dead in her tracks. A slight shiver ran through the back of her spine. Not the kind you get when you’re scared, but rather, when you feel excited. “Hm?” Avery thought to herself, a new bubbly feeling was forming inside of her for some reason. She stood next to the piles of pampers and took in another whiff.
“Ohh...” accidentally escaped her lips when she exhaled. The smell of the sweet powder made her legs a little wobbly the second time around. “Woah what the fuck? Why am I getting all giddy around these things?” She said, taking a few steps back.
“Oof!” She said, bumping into a side table by accident while she back tracked. Her head spun around to see if anything had fallen. Nothing had. However, there was an interesting object placed on that table. Avery just stared at it for a few moments.
She couldn’t deny the feelings that were starting to awake inside of her. Even if she wanted to her eyes couldn’t look away from the pacifier. Something deep inside of her called out, “Suck on your pacifier, baby.” The sudden voice in the back of her head startled her. She’d never felt this much excitement inside of her from something this quickly before. Her hands laced around the pacifier. She reasoned in her mind “I….
1. ….. Don’t think this is a good idea”
2. ….” *Plops pacifier into mouth without a second thought.”
1. “Yeah, this is all kind of cute.. But I don’t think this is for me.” Avery thought to herself. The did her best to repress the strange joy that had bubbled up inside of her. She started walking out of the room. Her mind swirled though, questions of what could have been popped up. An image of her popping that pacifier in her mouth flashed. She let the idea hang for a few more second that she intended, before shaking her head. “No, I’m not into that shit. I… I don’t have any fetishes.” She tried telling herself. Avery did her best to keep her mind clear of diapery thoughts all the way back to her room.
“Yeah, I just need to get high to flush this all out.” She said to herself, before pulling out the weed stashed in her sock. A quick blunt roll later, “God I’m gonna smoke this thing faster than you can say diap- er, I mean…. Not diaper…... No, just stop thinking about them, Avery!” she said. She lit the end, and let the high take over her rather quickly.
She stared up at the ceiling for what felt like hours just lost in thought. She didn’t really know when she started masturbating, but it felt better then it ever had before when she got high. “Probably because it’s a new strand.” She thought to herself. But deep down, she knew why. There really was no mistaking what made her have the greatest orgasam of her life so far. The thoughts of tapping herself into a thick adult diaper, then letting lose didn’t even come close to ending after her 5th orgasam. She didn’t even try stopping it after a while. She let her newfound love run rampant in her mind, rubbing the front of her imagined diaper the entire time.
END
2. “Ohw...Dish ish a lotsh beatter den I thought itsh woulds be.” Avery said, sucking harder and harder on the plastic bulb with each bob. The feeling around her lips was beyond anything she’d ever experienced before. That same excitement she felt earlier had exploded into utter joy. She didn’t try fighting the feeling at all. She let the new feeling buzz through her entire body. “Yepp, totally getting back into this. Fuck, why did I ever stop using a pacifier?” She thought. Avery whipped her phone out of her back pocket. She pulled up Amazon, and without a second thought, bought a the biggest pack of pacifiers she could buy. “Mmm, they jush feew so goodsh!” She muttered to herself. The unmistakable sound of her slurping and sucking away on the pacifier echoed through the room. Her wide smile just wouldn’t go away no matter how hard she tried. Straight up, she was in heaven, and it was only a pacifier.
She paced around the room again. She started playing with her hair a little bit subvcionssly. Maybe it was the sugar kicking in from the cereal, or maybe it was because she didn’t have much school work weighing her down, she wasn’t really sure. But for some reason, she just felt so relaxed. So much, that she was getting kind of funny and giggly thoughts running through her head.
“Like, what if I watched little kid shows and did this at home? Ahaha, that would be so silly.” She thought to herself, feeling some of the plushies on the changing table. The smell of powder hit her nose again. Those same exhilarating thoughts that pushed her to start sucking on the pacifier hit her. They wanted more though, they wanted her to go even farther.
“I don’t know… what if I did…” She thought to herself, her hands clasped a pull-up from the side. Her hand ran across the crinkly fabric. That same electric feel ran though her fingers, and right into her crotch. She wanted to pull that thing up between her waists. She just had to know how it felt. “I guess…..”
1. “.....Eh, I think the pacifier is enough.”
2.”.... She wouldn’t notice one missing. What’s the harm in trying one on?”
1. “Maybe some other time. That’s such a huge step, and I’m not that into these things… am I?” She said, completely unsure how to answer that last part. She flipped the pull-up around in her hands a few times before putting it down. “I think I’ll just be content with my paci for now.” She said, giggling at the end at how cute that last part sounded. She dropped the pull-up with an audible “flop” as it hit the table.
That day would end up changing the entirety of Avery’s life. From the next year she had to have something to suck on when she was alone. At first she was content to just using her pacifier while at home. When she was say in the bathroom stall though, or alone in the library, she’d find her thumb wiggling it’s way into her mouth.
She was a little apprehensive at first about it. Becoming a thumb sucker again wasn’t exactly what you did when you are 20 years old. Over time, it just became harder and harder to resist. Until one day she thought, “You know what, fuck it. I’m a thumb sucker. If people think that’s weird or strange, then they can fuck right off. I love sucking my thumb. And I’m going to do it.”
It was almost like she broke out of a cage that day. From then on, she was either sucking on pacifiers as she walked into class, or had one of thumbs planted firmly in her mouth. Sure, some people made fun her for it, and she got a TON of strange looks. But frankly, she stopped caring.
“I’m a fumb shucker, and I’wm pwoud.” She said in the mirror, slurping away at her right thumb. She smiled, before hopping into bed. Popping her night time paci in her mouth before falling peacefully to sleep.
END
2. Avery gave into her greedy desires. Her hands started pulling down her leggings almost the instant she decided she was going to do it. With a quick slip of her panties, she was completely naked. Her legs almost couldn’t move fast enough to get the pull up around the holes. She hoisted the protective garment up, and with a few shakes of her butt, let the pull up snap into place.
She just stood there for a few seconds. Eyes closed. Pacifier still bobbing in and out. Completely in bliss. “Oh. My. God.” She thought, soaking up the feeling of the pull-up around her waist. It wasn’t so much that she really enjoyed the feeling, but rather fell in love instantly with the feeling of padded panties.
“Oh yeah, this is going to be my new underwear.” She thought, looking down at her new ‘panties.’ “They’re not that much right? I can probably get like 4 or 5 packs for like $50 dollars. That could last me a few weeks at least. They are just so cute, so fun, so…” She trailed off at that last thought. She was feeling so many emotions today, excitement, joy, love, horny as fuck. But nothing really prepared her for what she felt next.
The need to pee. This whole walk down this trail of self discovery was so eye opening for Avery. She essentially had figured out today that she has been a secret diaper lover all along. “But… to pee in this thing… that’s kind of like… I’m sealing my fate in these? Aren’t I?” She thought, shifting the weight on her feet a little bit. She was so horny from how these pull-ups made her feel. Part of her rational mind was starting to slip, while her lust for going further kept taking over.
“I meawn… iwf I wetsh my puww-ups…” She said around her thumb. She started to relax her bladder muscles. For a brief moment Avery felt the flow about to eek out of her, but then it stopped right before. Decades of potty training was screaming back at her to stop. That she shouldn’t go potty right in her pants. “I’m wearing a pull-up. That means I have accidents. I’m supposed to have accidents… I’m supposed to wet myself… I’m supposed to have accidents… I wear pull-ups… I have… accidents….” She said in her mind. She was right. If she was wearing these pull-ups, then there must be a reason for it. And not being able to make it to the potty on time was the biggest reason of all. Her mind accepted her new reality a few seconds later.
“....Den I mush need diapos….” She said, finishing her sentence from earlier. At the very end of ‘Diapos’ a warmth started filling around the her crotch. A slow stream of pee started to flow out of her. She kept repeating in her head, “This is okay. I’m suppose to wet. I’m supposed to have accidents.” With each passing phrase, it became easier and easier to let go. About 10 second later, she was doing exactly what her mind said she was doing. Having a full-blown wetting accident in her pull-ups.
She closed her eyes in pure bliss. Her pacifier kept moving methodically up and down. The warm wetness spread across the entire pull-up. Avery releshed the feeling more than anything she’d ever experienced in her entire life.
“Aahh... “ She said with a smile, “Hehe… uh-oh!...” She said playfully with a giggle. Her gaze looked up from wetting her pants, and caught herself in the mirror across the room. What looked back wasn’t a 20 year college student that was close to finishing her Biology degree. No, what looked back was a toddler playing around in her wet pull-up. There was no shame that she didn’t make it to the potty on time. Instead, she was actually proud of not using the toilet like a big kid. “Going pee pee in my pants is sooo much better.” She thought, sticking her tongue out at the mirror as to mock her ‘adult self.’
“*Yawn* Uh, yeah. I did kind of wake up early.” She thought. Her gaze snapped over to the large crib. She looked curiously at the bed for a moment, then shrugged her shoulders. “Hey you know what, babies have to get a lot of sleep… Right?” She reasoned with a smile. Without a second thought, she scuttled over to the crib.
There wasn’t any squeezing needed. The crib was much larger than an average one. She dropped her butt down with a *Squish* of her wet padding. She shrugged at the thought of changing into a new one. “Isn’t that someone else’s job to worry about?” She thought with a giggle. She grabbed one of the baby blankets next to her, and got into a comfy position.
It didn’t take long at all to drift off into sleep. The pacifier soothed her to a peaceful sleep in minutes. She was a very sound sleeper. Avery often had to set 3-4 alarms to wake her up on a daily basis. Even though the crib was next to the window, she had no chance of waking up when soft sound of her Aunt pulling into the driveway filled the room.
Or even when she walked into the house rather loudly. Even then, the sound of coming up the stairs didn’t stir her. The only thing that started to wake her, was the sound of her Aunt pushing the door to the nursery open….
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this is an amazing idea I love it would definitely love to see more of it.
