“I have to ask one more time.  Are you sure?  I’m not keen of having to undo this.”

Kangaroo mom, in all her bottomless glory, sat down on the floor next to the couch where I was lying down.  I had just told her I wanted to be diaper dependent, and she had told me that she knew hypnosis to help with it.  She’s spent the last couple minutes going over the risks, yadda yadda let’s get this over with.

“You said that this stuff’s built on trust and belief, right?  Well I trust you more than anything and I believe you can do this, so let’s just do it already!”  I couldn’t help but roll to my side to take a good look at her.  I wasn’t short by any means, she was just... bigger.  It really helped the whole “mom/daughter” thing and I still got butterflies when she picks me up like it’s nothing.

I had been living with her for about a week now, and there were rules.  Like how I wasn’t allowed the toilet without her permission, or how video games were banned from entering my bedroom, and that my bedtime was now much more reasonable, and that I couldn’t say no to veggies and-

She snapped her fingers, breaking my train of thought.  “Allysa, my baby girl.”  Oh here come the butterflies again.  “You’re adorable.  Do you really want to go the rest of your life filling your pants?  Wearing diapers, even if they’re inconvenient?  You’ll have a hard time finding a mate, you know.”

I nodded, rolling my eyes.  “Why would I need a mate when I have you, mom?  Besides, I want this.  I’ve wanted this.  So no matter how much I beg, or plead, or cry, I will never truly want to stop wearing diapers.”

She gave a gentle smile.  “I’ll keep you to that, my little bunny.  Let’s get you comfy, and we’ll start...”

“...And ten.  Wide awake and feeling refreshed.”  I was suddenly aware of the world again, giving a big, long stretch.

“How do you feel?”  She asked.  Something smelt... off about her.  I was still a little too groggy to figure out what.  Feeling great, though.

“Um, not really all that different.”  I roll over to look at her, and my now more cognizant mind gets a whiff of baby powder.  Recent, too.  I give my padding a press.  Still dry-ish.  Was I dry when I went under?  “I mean, I feel like I took a nap, but that’s about it.”

“Good.”  She gave me a kiss on the forehead before lifting me up, and my paws touch plastic.

“Mom, are you wearing a diaper?”  I ask, looking down.  Sure enough, her massive, once-naked bottom was clad in an equally massive mass of fluff and padding!

“Shh.  It helps with camaraderie.  I’ve locked the toilets while you’re training, just so that you don’t get any intrusive thoughts.”  She gives me a kiss, and for the most part, life continues as normal.  I’m set down on my feet and with a swift smack of my bottom I’m on my way.

Nothing really happened for a bit, but I should have expected that.  Sure I got a glass of water, then two, before returning to playing the day away on my Switch in the living room.  It wasn’t until Mom called me over for dinner that I realized that I needed to pee.  Badly.

I gasped.  I didn’t even notice!  I squirmed for a moment, trying to get comfy lying down.  I still wasn’t used to using diapers, and ended up having to stand up, my legs shaking, as I let loose.  The diaper grew warmer and I started to feel wet all down my padding.  The rush of relief got me to shudder, as if I was trapped in afterglow.  I had a silly smile on as I gave the front a rub.

That’s how mom saw me, waddling into the kitchen to sit on my chair with a wet squish!  I bit my lip as I saw her, in all her padded glory.  I think I really had it on for people in diapers, if my porn collection was any indication.

“So how was it?”  She was ladling some stew into my bowl, my cock straining against the padding.  God, it all felt so hot...

“Earth to Allysa.  I don’t think you’re still in trance!”  Mom teased.  I blushed and looked down at my food.  “Wasreallygood.”

Mom sat across from me, giving her own meal a stir.  “What was that, babygirl?”

“It felt really really good!”  I blurted out, clenching my hands.  My bladder didn’t seem to be empty, and another small spurt exited, a lot easier than the first time.  I couldn’t help it, I let out a moan, which caused her to giggle.

“Looks like you’ll get used to this very quickly,” she mused.