Waiting for Mum

It was then that I realised what I’d done and said to my mum, and I started to feel ashamed and panicked. I couldn’t leave the house because I hadn’t brought anything to cover my big diaper, and I was only wearing a dressing gown to cover my breasts.

I looked at myself in the mirror and could see that my body had taken on a decidedly more feminine appearance, with thick thighs and large breasts. My face looked more or less the same, but I noticed a slightly more feminine air about me. Yet, at the front of my nappy, you could clearly make out a large penis, trapped within the soft fabric. It’s true that the fabric was soft… I started to lose my bearings again and began rubbing the front of my nappy, before pulling myself together. Suddenly, an impulse sent me into the bathroom to have a shower, without me knowing why.

I took off my bathrobe and stepped into the shower, turning on the hot water. Strangely, my nappy seemed completely watertight and the water wouldn’t get in.

The hot water felt absolutely lovely and I felt at ease. Whilst soaping myself up, I took the opportunity to explore this new body. It didn’t take long before I started to enjoy these sensations.

I managed to pull myself together and stepped out of the shower. Once I was dry, I put my bathrobe back on and headed for my bedroom. As I walked past my mother’s bedroom, another impulse urged me to go in. I’d started looking at what was in her wardrobe when suddenly a sensation in my lower abdomen gripped me violently.