Amanda Gets Some Encouragement to Use Her Diapers!: Amanda listened to the phone ringing, her fingers tapping against her knee nervously. She paused when she heard a sweet “Hello?” come from the speaker and thought for a moment about hanging up, but she knew that Auntie Brenda would help her. Most of the time she used her diaper with no problems at all; she peed and pooped in them just like you should do. Sometimes she got aroused, sometimes she didn’t, but either way, there was rarely an issue. Rarely doesn’t mean never, though, and this was one of those times that an annoying little voice made her feel bad about just wearing her diapers, much less using them the way she did. A second, more curious ‘hello’ pushed her to respond; she didn’t want to be rude to her auntie!
“Hello! Hello, Auntie Brenda; sorry, uh, it’s Amanda. I, uh, how are you?” Her fingers started tapping against her knee again. A soft laugh eased her tension a bit, her body associating that sound with comfort.
“I’m doing well, sweetie, doing very well. But more importantly, how are you doing?” Aunt Brenda’s voice was encouraging, and Amanda quietly started telling her what she needed. “I’m having some trouble going, you know, in my diaper.” It’s… embarrassing, isn’t it? I shouldn’t be doing this.” Amanda says all this in a low voice, stuttering a bit to get the words out. “I enjoy wearing my dangles; I love using my dangles, but I shouldn’t…” She would have continued with that spiraling self-flagellation, but Auntie stopped her with a firm tut. “Now, you know better than that! You aren’t hurting a soul, so you go ahead and lay on your side the way you like, and you fill that diaper up.”
So Amanda did just that, lying on her side with her bottom leg stretched out and her top leg curled up towards her chest, with Auntie telling her how well she was doing all the while. The pressure’s been building up, and Amanda wouldn’t have to push at all; all she needs to do is let go, so that’s exactly what she does. The relief is so strong it almost feels like an orgasm; the tingles curling her fingers and toes make it feel that much better when her bowels slide out of her bottom and fill her diaper up! Her warm scat pushes the diaper out, making it lumpy and heavy, and her even warmer piss soaks it. Everything feels so good—the relief is so nice that she has her hand pressed against her clitter through the diaper, and the sensation is so fantastic that it didn’t take more than a minute before she was coming hard enough to make herself squeal! She slowly relaxed, her tits heaving as she tried to catch her breath. Auntie was cooing at her and telling her what a good girl she was for using her diaper so well and for sounding so pretty when she came! It sounds like that’s right up your kinky alley. Call me anytime for some diaper-fetish fun! click here