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Author Trouble Part 1
🕑 Added 2018-09-13 18:48:11 +0000 UTC This idea came from a patreon a few months back, I hope you guys like it! Probably the most unique caption I've ever written.
Haley stuck her bum out to let out another round of mess into the diaper she was just taped into. A stupid idiot smile grew on her face from the warmth. It had only been about 10 minutes since she was just changed, and she was already pushing a warm mushy mess into her awaiting diaper like a dumb baby. She’d sunk pretty damn far into baby land over the last, lets say 2 weeks? Something like that, in any case her mind was way beyond any kind of cognitive thinking anymore. She’d be lucky if she could even recognize a single easy word like “Cat” or realize that soaking her diaper for a 4th time would cause an even deeper puddle of pee pee to pool around her while she played with blocks.
Haley was a well-respected whatever at her previous job. Hypnosis, magic potions, some kind of baby virus, you pick it that regressed her, it didn’t really matter anymore. Her brain was just a dumb gooey heap of garbage now. Her life was just blowing out her diaper anyway possible. Which, honestly, sounds kind of nice…. Wait, why… I… I didn’t know why I just said that. I’m, I’m sorry. As your author I’m not really supposed to say that, but… I don’t know. Let’s just get back to the story.
Anyways, Haley had a stray thought about how she didn’t used to be like this. Her brief case across the room caught her eye. Her mind sunk right back into a baby abyss though. Good, because that’s so much better than thinking like an adult. I want my mind to be just like hers. Never having the chance to ever have a real thought ever again. The second you think of something sort of non-baby like, it all just falls apart as my diaper warms from my pee. My eyes roll up as I sink farther into the warm baby haze- STOP. GOD, what the fuck is wrong with me. NO. I’m not trying to be like a super cool baby like her. Fuck, no really I’m sorry. I shouldn’t be saying this, damn I’m doing such a poop job at narrator. Here let’s just get to the next picture and talk more about how much better it is to fucking soak your diaper than have any real thoughts. No. I mean, how much better life is never thinking about anything accept poopy diapers. Ugh, fine, we’ll leave it at that.
