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I nodded eagerly, ready to agree to anything she said. "Of course," I whispered, my heart pounding.

"You're going to wear diapers 24/7 and use them for their intended purpose. No more going to the bathroom. Understand?"

I nodded, the gravity of her words sinking in. This was really happening. Ashley was giving me the opportunity to live out my fantasy with her, but it came at a price—total surrender to her rules.

"I'm in charge. Always. What I say goes, and if you disobey me, you will be punished. Is that clear?"

Her voice was firm, leaving no room for negotiation. I nodded enthusiastically, my heart pounding with excitement and fear. "Yes, Ashley," I whispered, my voice thick with anticipation.

"I will feed you. We'll get you a proper high chair, and that's where you'll eat your meals. When you're a good girl, I'll let you suck on my breasts. I'll also look into what may be necessary for them to produce milk. Got it?"

I nodded again, overwhelmed by this sudden turn of events. This was not what I ever imagined my life would turn into, but in that moment, I was more excited than ever.

"When we go out, you'll have to wear a diaper under your adult clothes. Some outings, you may wear a baby outfit that I think I'll have to buy, but most of the time, you'll wear regular clothes. Okay?"

I nodded, trying to keep my voice steady. "Okay, Ashley."

"Now for a few things you may not like so much. First of all. You now sleep in the guest room. I'll put a rubber sheet on it so you don't ruin the mattress, but we are going to make that room your nursery. I'm going to tidy it up to suit that purpose. This also means you will never sleep in this room again. It is my room now. This... is my bed. You're the baby, and you will sleep in the baby's room. No arguments."

My heart sank a little at that, but I knew she was in charge now. "Yes, Ashley."

"Second, you will address me as 'Mommy' when we are home. If you don't, you will be in trouble. Understand?"

"Yes, Mommy," I replied humbly, the word feeling strange yet oddly comforting on my tongue.

"And finally, this was the last time we will ever have sex again. You are my baby now. You are no longer my husband. I was shocked... stunned. This wasn't what I wanted. "But Ashley?" she quickly slapped me across the face.

"No arguments."

I nodded in humiliation.

"When Mommy needs release, I will find other ways for that, and you will not interfere. Understand?

The words hung in the air, heavy with newfound meaning. I nodded, both terrified and thrilled by the sudden shift in our dynamic. The sting of her hand still lingered on my cheek.

"Otherwise, the consequences will be severe..." she paused for effect. "...and costly. Tell me you understand."

I nodded, my throat tight with fear and excitement. "Yes, Mommy," I whispered, the words feeling foreign yet wonderfully right.

Ashley stood up, her naked body a testament to the power she now held over me. She picked up the soiled diaper from the floor and tossed it into the trash can. "Now, go lie on the guest room bed... I mean, the baby's bed. I'll get the diapers and wipes and meet you there."

As I made my way toward the guest room, my legs still trembling from the spanking and the intense orgasm, Ashley said in a commanding voice, "Crawl, baby, or you know what will happen?" I felt a mixture of excitement and fear, so I obeyed Ashley's order and crawled to the room. The room looked much smaller and more childlike than I remembered. The reality of my new life was setting in, and it was both terrifying and exciting.

When Ashley joined me a few minutes later, she had a fresh diaper and a pack of wipes in her hands. She approached the bed with a serious look, her eyes sparkling with the thrill of our new role-play. She looked so powerful, so dominant, and I felt I was thirsty for her dominance.

"Lie down, baby," she said, her voice a mixture of authority and kindness. I obeyed, finding a strange comfort in her command. She began to clean my vagina, her touch gentle but firm. I watched as she handled me like a mother, her eyes never leaving mine.

As she fastened the fresh diaper around my waist, Ashley said again, "Now, let's talk about this new arrangement. You're going to follow all of my rules, and you're going to do exactly as I say. Understand?"

I nodded, my voice shaking slightly. "Yes, Mommy."

Ashley's eyes searched mine, looking for any sign of defiance or mockery. When she found none, she gave a little nod. "Good girl," she said, and the words sent a wave of pleasure through me. "Now, let's get you in your sleep clothes."

She pulled out a t-shirt I had but hadn't worn in a while. It was completely childlike and had cartoon characters on it, not unlike the cartoon dinosaur on the diaper I was wearing.

"Where did you even get all these diapers, my dear Cara?"

"Mommy, you'd be surprised what's available on Amazon."

"I guess I would," she chuckled, shaking her head as she pulled the shirt over me. "Now get up," she said authoritatively, and I stood up.

Swat! She hit my diapered butt with her hand. I winced.

"You'll be punished on a regular basis before bed to remember who's in charge. But I think you've been punished enough for one night. Now get under the covers."

Her voice was firm, but there were streaks of warmth in it that I hadn't heard in a long time. I obeyed, slipping under the sheets and feeling the coolness of the fresh diaper against my skin. Ashley leaned down and gently kissed my forehead.

"Good night, baby," she said in a soft purr. "Remember, this is your new life. If you are a good girl, I will take care of you."