
Part 1
http://sissychristi.tumblr.com/post/172048626782/come-on-we-need-to-hurry-up-and-you-need-to-get
Part 2
http://sissychristi.tumblr.com/post/172289636999/part-1
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You reclined on the bed, naturally sticking your diaper in the air. Daddy had made you do lots of training and hypnosis, so much so that sometimes it was hard to remember your life before&.
From that first day, the Man had owned you. He kept you on your toes, always guessing if he would reveal your secret. You now wore diapers all the time, except for when Daddy was fucking you. He made you call him that. Daddy. You didnt even know his real name, and he knew you were a pathetic diapered sissy slut who, despite he shame, came again and again on his monster cock.
You took your predicament ot Marissa, but she didnt want to hear it. For her, the diapers were a momentary diversion, not some lifestyle choice like they seemed to be for you. When you tried to explain it, she always came back to the fact that part of you loved it, the attention and the ability to please somebody. She didnt have much sympathy for your plight.
All the while, Daddy was making slow changes to your life. He ordered you to listen to hypno in the mornings and evenings. You werent sure what it was doing, but more and more Daddys words just seemed right. Like when he gave you an order, now you ran to do it, where before youd slowly walk to carry it out.
You also felt your body changing. Maybe it was the vitamins Daddy gave you, or your new cum heavy diet. You werent sure. Thinking so much made your head hurt. When you asked him, Daddy would just call you a silly girl and tell you to get on your knees or bend over. You were more happy down there anyway. And soon all those nasty ideas would be fucked right out of you, courtesy of Daddys real man Cock.
Soon Daddy suggested you move in with him and quit your job. He was a successful something or other (he told you one time but it was like so many big words) and could easily cover all the expenses. He bought all your diapers, paid for you to go to the stylist now that you had long blonde hair, and even got you a gym membership so you could focus on cardio.
Eventually Marissa moved away, but you didnt care. You and her had grown distant. You just thought she was jealous that you had a caring Daddy and she didnt. He was your whole world, since you didnt really interact with anyone else, not unless Daddy gave you permission. You were diaper dependent, your little clitty was locked, and the hypnosis had drained your brain. You had never been happier!
You heard the door slam. Daddy must be home. You knew you were supposed to greet him at the door, on your knees, mouth open and tongue hanging out. But the bed was so comfortable, and you knew Daddy liked you bent over. Maybe hed be gentle, happy to find his sissy slave in such a pleasing position. On the other hand, youd been such a good girl lately, and Daddy had been so tender and loving. A little roughness could be fun&
Any way you look at it, you were the luckiest diapered sissy girl in the world, so thankful to have your Daddy. Soon enough youll be using your body to show him just how thankful you are!