Not your Average Hypnosis Part 3

“Hey Ronnnyyyy!” Jane said as she walked into the book store. Ron spun around in instant horror when he heard the voice. There’d been plenty of rumors of Jane going off the deep end, and he knew it could only be just as bad as everyone had been talking about. He was exactly right the second he laid eyes on her. Clad in only in a thick diaper, Jane skipped up toward the counter. 

“Oh my god Jane! WHAT THE FUCK?! Why are you wearing only a diaper? Where the hell are your clothes?!” Ron yelled, taking a step away from the women. She just giggled at his response.

“Was wrongs Ronny? You no wikes me diapie? Itz so niceeee. I wove wen *Grunt*…. Jus….. *Grnt*….. Gets making me so warm….. Grrr….. Ahhh…” Jane stared him right in the eyes as she pushed a mushy, baby food induced mess into her diaper. Her dumb smile grew wider as she straightened herself up from momentarily messing herself. “See! Diapie so nice! You wans one too!?” She squealed, shooting her gaze down to feel around her diaper. Ron just looked on in disgust.

“Jesus. Look, Jane. I’m not sure if you’re fucking in there anymore, but you’re messed up. That ipod I gave you? The hypnosis was just supposed to make you like diapers and stuff. I didn’t know it was going to be this strong where it’d… totally destroy your mind. My friend at the grocery store tells me you come in everyday and buy a new pack of diapers, and just babble nonsense into her face as shes checking you out.  God, I’m so sorry this happened!” Ron said, but Jane really wasn’t paying attention to a single word. Her diaper just felt way to warm and happy right now to even sort of make out anything he was saying. He kept saying words, but her mind just sort of started buzzing. It was so easy for that to happen now, if she felt a little stressed, she just let herself splash into a babyish fog. 

“Fuck, look at you! You’re just drolling, and playing in a fucking dirty diaper! You’re not even… listening…. To…… how… Gosh darn cute you are!” The world seemed fuzzy again. The side of Jane’s vision was all swirly. She looked up. Ron’s face was now radiant and beautiful. “Oh, did someone make a good little boom boom in her diapie? Hm? Were you a good girl and use your diaper like you’re supposed to?!” Ron said, his voice completely holding Jane captive. Her thumb worked it’s way into her mouth as she nodded. “Yeth Daddy, me poopie!” She said, wiggling in her mess. Ron’s smile was just so nice, he kept going on and on about how good it was to be in a diaper, and how important it was to love them. It was kind of old news though, but she still loved hearing about it.

He shoed her out of the store, and back out to the street. She stumbled and crawled her way back to the apartment. Her vision remained blurry, but every face gave her a loving smile, and reminded her how cute she looked in diapers. One man even encouraged her to rub her mess into her bum by grinding on the ground. That lasted so long, fireworks just went off in her mind the entire time. “Poopie butt so nice. Me wove diapies, me wove poopies, me wantz poopies, me wans gra… drab aaa…” Jane trailed off, as her hips gyrated the mess in her diaper until it caked her entire backside. 

Through a sheer act of god she made it back to her apartment. Her legs had grown tired, but she just had to listen to more of that happy voice! “Me wans voicey! Voicey voicey voicey!” She screamed, grabbing the ipod on the counter. Instantly the headphones popped in. Her face went blank the second the voice started playing. Her eyes glazing over, and another round of mess and pee warmed her diaper. Just like it would.. for the rest of her life. 

“I wove diapies. I want diapies. I wove diapos. I wan disss.. I waa…” She trailed off, not sure if it was the voice in the headphones or her saying those words. It didn’t matter, as she hit the bottom of the baby abyss.