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Faal's Birthday:Magic Pacifier
By: Cya Date: February 28, 2019, 11:44 pm
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A college sophomore goes into a bizarre little antique store,
looking for a gift for her friend's birthday. She's drawn to a
magic pacifier and gazes at it curiously, holding it before her
eyes. The owner walks up to her and asks her if she wants the
soother. Of course, she says no, laughing loudly. But the owner
insists, saying that the merchandise he sells is destined for
each customer, this is why she was drawn to it. "But I'm not a
baby." She replies. "This soother is a mystical item that is not
meant for an infant. It allows the person who sucks on it to be
able to speak any language and Grant's the user immense
knowledge."
However, it comes with a price. Every time she uses it for
homework, the effects become more severe and she realizes that
she has to keep sucking on it to keep herself from going
retarded. A few days pass and she ends up a baby and her two
friends show up to babysit, completely unaware of the fact that
their old friend is the baby that they are sitting. When she's
sucking on her binky, she can think clearly, but talking around
her pacifier produces a babyish voice akin to a newborn's
gurgles. Every time she takes her pacifier out, her mind
literally turns to mush, leaving her holding up her soother
while drooling like a tard. Eventually one of the two friends
dares the other to suck on the baby's binky. The girl accepts,
sucks on it and gets really smart. "You gotta try this!" The
other girl tries it and is amazed.
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Re: Faal's Birthday:Magic Pacifier
By: Cya Date: March 31, 2019, 5:36 am
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Just a descriptive blurb of her losing her mind into infancy,
rolling with the newfound belief that she's a baby and does
everything to prove to her new mom that is she is a bab
Naomi stood tall and fought to the best of her abilities against
her arch nemesis; the nursery master. Everything she faced this
fiendish foe, she met a similar end. Her super hero outfit would
be ripped to shreds as her adult panties ballooned outwards,
turning into a ridiculously thick and bulky pair of Pampers. Not
long after, her bow legged stance would impede her ability to
fight back. Typically by this point in time, her enemy would
finish her off with a magic pulse of energy, rendering her mind
into an infantile mush.
The older daughter tried to fight the mental effects, the
swirling energy hypnotized her eyes and worked their way into
her subconscious. Much like a worm borrowing through dirt, the
magic would seep itself deep into her mind, telling her in
subtle whispers, that she was just a baby, that babies wet their
diapers and suck on their pacifiers.
Once the trigger was pulled and the suggestions were grounded in
her mind, the magic would manifest itself physically. Her
coordination would literally evaporate like a pond of rain water
in the middle of the desert. Spasms and tremors compelling her
to flail her arms and legs like a baby who had no motor skills.
Sure, if she focused enough, she might be able to make a fist,
but during this phase of the mental regression, she could only
do so much, before she was forced to give in.
It only took a few minutes, but with each subsequent meeting
with the Nursery Master, Naomi found herself entering a babyish
mindset so much more easily than before. Always the phrase "You
want to make your mommy happy" would be her kryptonite. She
wanted to make her parents proud and help the city. That's the
whole reason she was a super hero, to make a difference and be
the best little girl she could-
"No!" Naomi screamed. "I'm not a little girl!"
Never one to pass up an opportunity to tease and humiliate her
little heroine, the Nursery Master spoke within Naomi's mind.
"Last time I checked, big girls have teeth."
Naomi cocked an eyebrow from where she was laying on her back,
diaper bulging as her legs spastically kicked. It always made
the Nursery Master chuckle when her little girl did that, but
every time she saw that look of horror on Naomi's face, when she
discovered she had lost all her teeth, the magical doll
literally eat it up, feeding on the energy Naomi's humiliation
and fear emitted.
Naomi ran her tongue over her lumpy, swollen gums, her salivary
glands working overtime as a cascade of drool was pushed from
her mouth by her fat tongue. Her chin quickly became covered in
spittle and, this sensation of wetness blanketing both her face
and breasts was typically what did her in. Her thoughts would
race when she found all of her teeth gone. It never got easier
to just find all of your teeth magic gone, receded back into
your gums or hell, maybe they just were yanked from her mouth
while she was busy holding onto her sanity. Either way, Naomi
could never fight the mental regression once her teeth vanished
and her gums became a throbbing wasteland of pain and agony.
The Nursery Master wanted no time in summoning a pacifier to
float in front of the baby woman's face.
Her pacifier was always the only thing that could calm her pain
filled maw and, what once took cooing and urging hy the Nursery
Master now was done by Naomi on autopilot. She reached up and
plucked her oversized binky from the air. The super hero knew
that she needed her soother to make her mouth feel better and
happily took the whole bulb into her mouth, savoring the silicon
teat with each wet suckle.
However, once her teething problems had been dealt with, what
remained of adult thoughts plagued her mind. They criticized her
for so readily falling into the Nursery Master's grasp once
again, for accepting the binky and playing the part of a
teething twelve month old. Of course, Naomi would try to
reason with herself, telling herself that it could be worse, she
could be getting her diaper changed in public like the first
time she was defeated and diapered by this crazy doll. Still,
the thoughts persisted, haunting her ego and making it so much
easier to just give into the warm comforting thoughts that the
Nursery Master transmitted to her. All she had to do was accept
her big baba of formula and let the milk wash away what was left
of those angry and annoying big girl thoughts.
As she brought the nipple of the baby bottle to her lips, her
left arm shot up to her face, her hand acting based on what was
left of adult mind. It yanked on her hair, knowing that pain was
a good way to overwhelm the infantile progression of her mind.
Sadly, Naomi's other hand had already shoved the bottle of
formula into her toothless mouth, happily sucking away at the
warm niarb solution that erashed her thoughts.
*BBBBRRAAPPPTTT*
"That's my good girl. Make mommy proud and pack your Pampers.
There you go."
Naomi laid there, largely retarded and filling her Pampers as
her legs gently kicked towards the sky. Both hands held her
bottle as she filled her mouth with formula while simultaneously
filling the seat of her diaper.
"Looks like someone needs her diapee changed. "
The End
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Re: Faal's Birthday:Magic Pacifier
By: Cya Date: April 9, 2019, 5:28 am
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Newborn-style regression, swaddling, Double D struggling to
watch them both and take care of them. Whispy hair. May and
Marie, causing their hair to fall out andd their teeth to recede
until they only have gums and May only has baby buck teeth.
The blond haired girl crawled into Double D's room on all fours,
her equally tacky dress dragging accross the floor as her padded
bum shook which each "step" forward.
Once the flash of light ceased, the extent of the damage was
revealed.
"Da-da?"
May asked from behind her pacifier as drool started to pour from
her slack jawed mouth. Only her buck teeth long remained,
except they were just barely coming into her mouth, leaving the
teething teen with only two teeth and plenty of gums to suckle
with until she felt relief which she was more than happy to do.
The poor blond was completely oblivious to what was going on
around her and kept slurping on her big binky, mashing the bulb
of the silicon teat between her gums.
"Oh my goodness!"
Double D exclaimed, looked over Marie to see the drooling form
of May. From what he saw, it wasn't just her mind that was gone,
but her once full and luxurious crop of blond hair was gone,
replaced by a patch of barely growing strands of whispy hair. If
that wasn't bad enough, he could hear that the bald girl was
starting to pack her pamper, filling it to capacity as the
plastic disposable bulged outwards.
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Re: Faal's Birthday:Magic Pacifier
By: Cya Date: April 9, 2019, 7:06 am
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The inhabitants of the trailer park, just outside of Peach
Creek, slept soundly as a lone unidentified flying object
floated overhead. It was announcing something in French,
repeating it over and over when it finally stopped and hovered
over a certain trailer that was home to a trio of troublesome
sisters.
"À la recherche de bébés."
A loud French announcement startled the sleeping teens awake.
Marie was the first to leap out of bed and look around, trying
to pinpoint the origin of whatever had woken them up. May was
sitting upright, looking at Marie as an ominous glow came from
the single porthole style window behind her, framing her body in
an errie green light.
"À la recherche de bébés!"
"What the heck is that lcoming from the window?!" Marie asked in
shock as she pointed towards her blond haired sister.
"I don't know, but I don't want to find out!" May yelled.
"À la recherche de bébés!"
The redheaded Kanker groaned and stuck her head above the
blankets. Needless to say, she was not happy to have been woken
up in the first place and even more annoyed by the fact that
both of her sisters were babbling about whatever was outside of
their window at this late hour.
"Look you two, I ain't gonna let that thing interrupt my beauty
sleep. Get out there and shut it up!"
"À la recherche de bébés!"
"But Lee!" May whined. "What if that thing is a UFO?!"
"It kinda does sound like alien gibberish, don't it?" Marie said
thoughtfully.
"I don't care if it's a drunk Saint Nick. If you two don't shut
it up, you can sleep outside with it!" Lee shouted.
"Why don't you do something about it?" Marie asked in an annoyed
tone.
"Because I need my beauty sleep and you're already out if bed!"
Lee fired back, pulling the single large pillow over her head in
an attempt to block out the loud noises coming from outside.
"Ya need all the beauty sleep you can get." Marie retorted and
grabbed May by the hand. "Let's go figure out what the heck is
going on."
"But Marie, I'm scared!" May declared, shaking in her full body
fleece jammies.
"Don't be a baby." Marie replied. "What's the worst that can
happen?"
The two sisters walked out the trailer through their raggedy
screen door and looked up at the bright device in the sky,
staring at it in shock.
"It's a freaking UFO!"
Before either teen could even blink, the large childish looking
aircraft had grabbed them with its multiple metallic arms. They
fought and thrashed against their extraterrestrial captor, but
the gloved hands were much too strong, holding them firmly in
it's grip as it went to work undressing them. Marie's boxer
shorts were pulled off her and dropped to the ground, leaving
her butt exposed to the cool ght air. The machine then quickly
ripped off her nighttime shirt. While Marie was being diapered
by the machine, May was being gently unzipped out of her
sleeper. For a moment, the machine seemed to be inspecting the
piece of clothing and opted to keep it by holding onto it.
"What the heck is this tin can doing? I'm freaking naked!" Marie
shrieked.
While the two girls yelled at the machine, a large white diaper,
as well as containers of talcum powder, suddenly appeared out
of the center compartment of the floating mobile. Marie and May
found themselves dangling upside down, naked as the day they
were born, but the most embarrassing part was mere moments away
from happening. With the shake of the glove covered metallic
hands, baby powder quickly covered their ass, coating them in a
pale white layer of dust. Poor May sneeze due to how much powder
ended up on her tummy and chest.
"Is that a dyepur?!" May asked, stupidly as her legs were spread
and the arms put the thick pamper over her privates.
"Keep that thing away from me! I ain't a baby you broken piece
of junk!" Marie barked as she was simultaneously diapered just
like her sister.
"Moi bébés!"
It was so bizarre to both Kankers to hear the aircraft speak.
They had never heard anything like it. Still, the only thing
crazier than this object talking to them in it's odd voice was
the fact that it had effortlessly captured them both and
diapered them without a fight. Marie felt thoroughly ashamed.
What would her boyfriend, Double D, think if he saw her like
this?!
She didn't have long to think about that humiliating scenario
because the mobile had yet to finish it's job. Without warning,
the central "belly" of the large device started to strobe multi
colored lights from its hull. The rainbow like effect pulsated
randomly and caught both Marie and May's eyes. Each girl was
enraptured by the pretty colors and slowly felt their brains
turn to mush.
Once the girl's started to drool on themselves, Molly Mobile
knew that they were ready for the physical preparation part of
her job. She knew that everyone prefered to adopt a newborn and
she more than happily made that a reality. Her newly captured
girls had their teeth removed. Their heads was blasted with a
ray that caused their hair to rapidly recede and fall out,
leaving behind only blue and blond whispy headed bald heads.
The mentally drained teen babies cried out in distress. Their
scalps were cold from the lack of hair and so we're their nude,
diaper clad bodies. They shivered as they sobbed. Of course
Molly Mobile knew just what to do. She strapped an adorable
bonnet on top of both of their bald heads and wrapped their
diaper clad bodies into their warm, full body sleepers. Molly
had the foresight to clone May's sleeper, making a light blue
one for Marie. She then shoved a large pacifier into each
bawling newborn's mouth.
With her babies dressed, mentally regressed and ready for their
second babyhood, Molly Mobile swaddled them into their new
blankets. She then hovered slowly over to the familiar Cul De
Sac where one sock headed genius slept peacefully in his bed.
The transformation of the Kankers had taken about an hour and
now Dawn was slowly passing by. Molly Mobile had calculated the
delivery to take place approximately thirty minutes after the
boy's parents had left for work. With the silence of a ninja,
she dropped the swaddled bundles of teen size joy onto his porch
in a large, oversized basket that both girls had to share.
As it knocked on the door, one of the mommy arms shook a rattle
to entertain the teenaged newborns, their eyes still swirling
from the hypnotic light show as they babbled their "Goo Goos"
and "gagas" around the shields of their binkies. Right berore
the door was opened, Molly Mobile quickly soared up into the
sky.
"Good heavens!" Double D exclaimed. "Who do these babies belong
to!?"
Both Marie and May laid their in a listless bliss, happily
slurping on their saliva coated soothers. Each girl suckled
peacefully on their silicone bulbs as they looked up at Double D
who, only an hour ago, was the boy they bought dreamed of in a
romantic capacity, but now he was going to be their daddy.
"You both seem familiar to me."
Double D pondered out loud while looking at the remaining straw
like hairs which covered their heads. One baby had blond hairs
and the other, blue. Why was that important?
Marie started gurgling from behind her oversized binky which
pulled the sock wearing boy from his thoughts. She obviously
needed something but what? He hoisted the larger than normal
baby up and brought her into the house. Her pacifier fell to the
floor, but he couldn't grab the thing unless he wanted to drop
the poor thing. Once she was safely sat on the floor, he went
back for the other one.
Marie resumed her crying, desperate to be embraced and held
again. Poor Double D picked her up and struggled to hold the
newborn teen who kept bawling her head off. He knew that these
girls were much too big to be babies and yet their heads
literally looked like they were born yesterday. The boy genius
couldn't think much on that tangent as he patted his new
"daughter's" back, hoping to soothe her and calm her down.
Somehow, when he was readjusting Marie, his index finger had
been latched onto by the newborn who suckled on it like it was a
binky. Double D could feel every nook and cranny of her swollen
gums. It was so odd and different from anything he had ever felt
before. Her mouth was warm and wet, the gums were puffy but had
ridges. Such a contrast was hard to put into words. Plus, her
tongue was fat like a slug and kept trying to wrap around his
finger. Finally, he managed to reach the discarded soother that
Marie had dropped onto the floor and inserted back into her
toothless maw.
While Double D tended to Marie, May had somehow broken free of
her swaddled state and started crawling towards Double D. The
whispy haired girl clumsily crawled, like a baby learning to
crawl, up to Double D. She stood on all fours, waiting to be
noticed as she pumped her pacifier back and forth, producing a
rhythmic sound like Maggie Simpson.
*Nuk*
*Nuk*
*Nuk*
"Da-da?"
May asked, letting her her pacifier fall tl the geound as drool
started to pour from her slack jawed mouth. Only her two buck
teeth remained, except they were just barely coming into her
mouth. This left the teenaged newborn with plenty of sore gums
to massage as she was surely going to begin teething teen anyday
now. The poor blond stared up at Double D, who already looked
overworked just from caring for Marie, and asked again.
"Da da?"
"I'm not your father."
She sat back onto her padded butt and started to cry, completely
oblivious to the fact that this indeed was not her "daddy" but a
boy from the Cul De Sac that her sisters and her used to admire.
Still, her newborn brain couldn't comprehend tge truth. All she
knew was that her "da da" had refused her and was paying more
attention to that girl who she shared her baslet with.
Thinking quickly, Double D sat Marie on the floor and reached
for the oversized soother which he promptly stuck into May's
mouth. Despite her sudden temper tantrum, the silicone teat of
her pacifier made her happy and silenced her outburst. She
couldn't stop sucking on it! So, she kept slurping on her big
binky, repeatedly mashing the bulb between her gums which sent
shock waves of pleasure through her nervous system with each and
every "bite" She took on her binkies bulb.
"There. That's better."
Double D sighed and looked over at Marie who was laying on her
tummy, facing him. She was obviously lacking the cordination to
do much of anything, except pack her pamper. A loud muffled fart
filled the air, signalling to him that she was doing just that
as fart after fart shattered the once tranquil silence with a
rude series of toots. Her face distorted into a frown as she
strained, sucking her pacifier for all she was worth, as she
pushed a big teen sized log into the seat of her diapers. Her
mind may have been regressed, but last night had been Taco
Tuesday and she was not yet ready to poop like a newborn. She
filled her pampers to their capacity as the plastic disposable
bulged outwards against her sleeper suit.
Poor Double D covered his nose and shouted.
"Oh my Goodness!"
As if on cue, May started to poop her Huggies too. She heaved
and pushed log after log into her awaiting diaper, her pacifier
being worked on and sucked like it was a lollipop as she did her
business.
Double D was at his wits end. He just couldn't figure out how he
was going to care for two teen sized, newborn babies at once.
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