Banana Bread Secret

She pulled a moody Gomamon off the couch with a pink aura enveloping her horn. I was dragged away by my claws and almost tripped over my own two feet as I was forced to follow behind the rear of a fluffy white diaper. It was one of the thicker ones Glam usually coveted, and her marshmallow plot definitely wore it well. This diaper bore baby blue clouds on it with the wings sporting the same color. The pink magic wrapped around my claws took me past my dark and badass bedroom and into my contrasting bright blue and colorful adult nursery. I took a single step into it and was swept off my feet by the unicorn’s magic before I could feel the soft carpet between my toes, and I writhed slightly from having my blue hooded jacket being shed. I was suddenly naked and back-flat on the changing table… My changing table.

“Glam, really, you don’t have to.” She really didn’t have to. She wasn’t really the caretaker type, and I was moody and probably wasn’t going to be into it today.

“That’s Clan language for ‘I really really really really want you to but am too nice to say it.’” She wasn’t wrong. Her magic then pulled out a bottle of baby powder and a thick white and pink diaper. Most of my blush came more from her humming as she gathered the supplies than from the situation itself.

“Pink!?”

“Of course,” Glam then flaunted her loud crinkly plot, “same style, different color, and we have to match, silly~ Besides, you’re the one who keeps saying ‘a diaper is a diaper. Who cares if it’s pink?’” She got me there. I usually didn’t mind wearing pink diapers, and for that exact reason. I actually find it endearing to have someone pick out my diaper for me. I could feel heat bursting through my cheeks as she seemingly took control of the situation. I watched her magic wrap around my feet, and my butt was lifted off the table. I squirmed helplessly against her grip; she hardly grabs me with her magic and I really liked how it felt. Her magic was gentle, yet while I could wiggle my feet all about within it, I couldn’t pry them from the translucent fog. She slid the crinkling garment under my rump. She then floated into my view a white absorbent pad and lay that one in between my butt and the garment. I glanced at her; of course she was smirking.

“Really?”

“Of course, you big baby, you need all the extra absorbency you can get.”

“You’re one to talk, Miss Potty Pa- Mmphl!” My sentence was cut off as a pink pacifier quickly slid into my mouth. My tongue reactionarily wrapped around the silicone bulb and I started to suckle on it weakly. She was splashing her front hooves in white scented powder.

“I am the one talking today, cutiebutt~” She parted my legs and stared into my eyes between them as her front hooves pressed firmly into my groin area. “You can try talking today, little one, but I doubt I’ll be able to understand any of your babbling~” In my periphery, I caught magic pressing against the pacifier between my lips. I would definitely have a lisp if I tried talking... And there was no way I was going to spit it out, especially not with the particular tone she’s using. Her tender hooves practically forced me to suckle on the pacifier stronger, that and the strong scent of powder finding itself resting into my fur.

Glam then pulled the diaper over my groin. My ears enjoyed the crinkling that gave way when she pulled the pink wings around my hips and planted the tapes onto the plastic landing zone.

“How’s that, grumpybutt?” I broke eye contact with her and stared at the ceiling. “Aw, don’t hurt my feelings, Clan. I put so much love into pampering your cute little tushy.” She did make it pretty snug. Her magic started to raise my claws. “Maybe you just need something to help you appreciate it a little more~”

I got a better idea of how spread apart my legs were by the thick crinkling diaper when I squirmed in reaction to pink satin mittens sliding over my claws. Her glowing horn rendered me helpless to stop her. Two little metallic clicks shortly followed, and I was pretty sure my face turned completely red. She hopped up on the table and stared into my eyes with a wiley smile.

“Good luck getting out of that, Houdini. And out of these too.” She distracted me. I got so used to her magical grip on my feet that I didn’t even notice the pink booties sliding over them until the last one was over my right heel, two more metallic clicks secured the booties in place. And these weren’t casual baby booties; my “Houdini” toes were rendered completely useless by these thick things. And yes, Glam had every right to fear Houdini shenanigans from my feet claws. The mittens weren’t any thinner; I wasn’t going to be able to grip even a doorknob with these on. “Just one more thing~” She sat me up and raised my arms toward the ceiling. She snuck in a tickle with her hooves, and I was helpless to writhe and give pacifier-muffled laughter. A pink frilly veil covered my eyes briefly, and I was very swiftly donned in a pink frilly dress with a red heart embroidered in the middle. The length of the dress cut off really suspiciously short. Glam then floated me off the changing table with magic and propped me up in front of the mirror on my two feet. The dress didn’t even come close to covering my pink diaper.

“One more thing.” The way she elongated that first word made me wonder how many “one more things” there were going to be. This one was a new one for me; I felt a strap wrap around under my chin and my usually wild hair became wrapped up closely by a piece of headwear. I stared at a frilly pink bonnet donned atop my head. Dress, bonnet, diaper, booties, mittens, pacifier, and of course all of them were baby pink. “You’re so adorable! I think it’s party time now~”

It was times like these I thanked (cursed) being small and light. I was carried into Glam’s room in her pink aura, which had a little plastic table with plastic chairs all around it. A stuffed elephant, flamingo, and a bear occupied three of the plastic chairs. My pink diaper crinkled as I was plopped down in one of them and a baby bottle was set down on the table before me; a blue one with little elephants on it which forced my pupils to narrow. I didn’t even know she grabbed my bottle. A pink drink was poured into it and the nipple was secured tightly on it, and a plate with a couple of slices of banana bread was set next to it… Banana bread.

“Esteemed guests, this is my baby, Clan~ He’s still very small, so I’m going to be feeding him. He’s also a very picky eater, so I replaced his tea and teacakes with strawberry milk and banana bread.” I was still silently suckling on the pacifier, oddly blushing in front of inanimate plushies. The pacifier was then gently taken out of my mouth. Glam encouraged me to open up as her magic held the bread up to my lips. I couldn’t… Banana bread was one of my favorite things to eat, but it was also conveniently one of the foods that my body tended to digest really fast. I already had a big stress-induced breakfast. I already know Glam isn’t a fan of doing that in her diapers, and I wasn’t going to push myself to mess in front of her out of respect.

How was I going to tell her? She took my talking privileges and she was pressing this bread up against my lips.

“Oh silly Clanny,” Glam said, “you can eat too. I already know about your banana bread secret, that’s why you wear diapers, you stinky sissy boy you.” She was giving me permission to do it and hammering all my buttons while doing so. My head was in a million places as it was; it still didn’t feel right doing that in front of her. Her magic then lowered me into her lap and she cradled me while looking deep into my eyes. “Clan, let me do this for you. Be a good baby for me. Please? I want you to indulge as much as you can, and I know putting love into your pamps gets you all small right away.” She leaned in and smooched my head, then held the bread up to my lips again while supporting my head like a pillow with her telekinesis. “I want you to.”

I tentatively nibbled the bread, then took a good bite, knowing it was going to lead to the ultimate in babyish behavior, which I was pretty sure my body was putting off already. I still felt morally obligated to hold it in despite her full consent. I could practically feel the bread doing its work on me already. Two slices were in my belly, and then a silicone nipple draining a sweet succulent liquid was in my mouth, splashing my tongue. The nipple squeaked as I suckled away at the irresistible substance. The flamingo plush kicked its dangling legs against me as it danced before me in pink light.

“‘Oh Miss Glammy, I love his outfit. It matches my feathers~’ Why thank you, Miss Dancer, I’m glad you like it.” I gave half a scowl. “I’m sure if he could understand grown-up words your compliment would make him happy.” I then gave a huff, a blush-inducing disgruntled huff. Glam’s grip on me grew tighter suddenly, “just drink your baba, Clanny~” She started mimicking the flamingo again. “‘I’m surprised you’re not dressed up for once, Miss Glam. Just your big girl diaper today, huh?’ Yeah, I didn’t want to be late, Miss Dancer. I didn’t have time because I was dressing this boy up for the party. He has days where he can be fidgety and stubborn, so I had to make sure his diaper wasn’t coming off~” She was so on the nose. The bottle was about three quarters done. I couldn’t do anything other than suckle and feel a pink bubbly fire grow inside of me from all of Glam’s words.

In that moment, my worries from earlier felt blurry; obfuscated by an almost opaque wall of desire that was heavily suppressed and yearning, yet still hesitant, to bloom. Why did my brain have to be like this? Why couldn’t I just enjoy what Glam was doing for me without anything else bugging me? My bottle was now empty, the nipple collapsed under a gust of wind. I felt myself being raised and lifted, then lowered with loud crinkles back into my chair. Her magic raised the teapot and poured more of the pink liquid into my bottle. I groaned a bit, as I didn’t think I could put anymore into my belly. The bottle and the plate with two more banana bread pieces were set before me.

“I know it’s asking a lot from you, but do you think you could feed yourself while your big sissy fills her tummy too?” She tantalizingly nommed on a piece of banana bread afloat in her aura. It was like her eyes were telling me “yeah, I know what this is doing to you, but it doesn’t to me.” Her eyes just told me she was big and I was small. I stared back at the second helping of my meal. “What’s that, Miss Buttercup? ...Why thank you~ Sometimes a filly has to feel really good about herself to walk around in just a diaper, and I appreciate that compliment~ …He really did that? …No, it’s fine, do go on~” I watched her talk to the elephant for a bit before zoning out and staring at the pieces of bread on my plate. I couldn’t make a kabob with my claw to get the banana bread, obviously. I had to grip the plate from both sides and lift it to my mouth; I struggled much more clenching the plate in between my mittens than I should’ve. I scooped up a piece with my tongue, watching it dangle from my mouth as I slowly reeled it in.

“No fancy tricks for us, Houdini?” I glared back at Glam as she leaned in and bit off some of the piece that was hanging out of my mouth. “I didn’t make you that helpless, did I?” I swallowed what little bit of the piece remained. If she’s going to taunt me, then I’ll give the party a performance. I dove down and picked up the bottle by its nipple with my teeth. I flung it upwards and leaned back in my chair, I put my booty-covered feet up on the table and put my mittened claws behind my head. I received slow clapping hooves in response, then found myself tumbling backward with loud crinkling. I couldn’t help but helplessly flail my legs. I hit the floor right next to my fallen bottle. She did that, she snuck in some magic while I looked away, and she laughed her cute little head off.

“Glam!” I shouted at her.

“Aw, he’s trying to speak~ Sorry darling, I don’t understand baby babble~” And yet she was wearing a diaper too. “Perhaps this little Gomababy should stick with the tricks he knows before trying new acts on stage~ Maybe you can just stand up for them and show off your outfit~” I wiggled in her magic as she helped me up onto my feet. I struggled to stay balanced with such a thick diaper in between my legs. The pink crinkly garment was almost touching the floor itself. “Oh come on, I took the spikes out of your booties. You can stand properly, right? Or are you not even ready for walking yet either, tiny baby? Perhaps you should wait and try big boy words another day~” She laughed as I scowled at her, like she was just receiving affirmation from me. Just one word, one word I said to her, and she took it to eleven.

Glam lifted my dress up and showed off my thick diaper. “See? I gave him a super thick one and I put a stuffer in there.” She was showing off my outfit in front of plushies, but their beady plastic eyes didn’t feel any different to an actual crowd’s. “To keep him dry or to keep him immobile? A bit of both, Miss Dancer. It’s not really sog you have to watch out for with this one, though.” I’m pretty sure she saw my entire face turn red again. Her words did remind me that the bread was working through me, and it was working fast. I managed to suppress wiggling, but I was actively holding it in at that point. It wasn’t much to hold at the moment, and I thought that if I put my mind against it, it won’t build up as fast. “Yeah, the bonnet’s a new thing for him. It’s an extra reminder that big sissy has him nice and trapped, not where she wants him, but where he wants to be~ But you’re right, he is still a little fussy though.” She held up another piece of bread to my lips. “He must still be a little hungry.”

I let her slide the piece of bread into my mouth, which I chewed up and swallowed quickly. “There we go, such a good boy~” Her magic started moving the table and chairs off to the side. “I believe that will conclude our tea party today~ Time to play~” She gently lay me on the soft floor and attacked me. I became a pink maelstrom of writhing and giggling at the mercy of her quickly prodding hooves. I lay on my belly when one hoof snaked downward and pressed strongly into the back of my diaper. “Not even wet yet, huh?” She then tsk’d at me and sat her crinkly plot on my back… It squished and felt warm. “I thought a big baby like you could easily get into the soggy diaper club with big sissy without any problems~ Then again, you and I are on a completely different level, Clanny; I’m in big girl world, and you’re in tiny baby land.”

She gently sat me upright before a blur of pink was caught in my periphery, and I felt the chin strap loosen and the bonnet slip off. I then watched my body be swaddled in her pink aura and I was carried over to a big comfortable armchair (or was it a hoofchair?). Her hind hooves outlined my body down to my ankles as she lay me on my back between them, resting my head on her padded groin. My tummy gurgled and I quickly realized she was setting me up; my butt was hanging off of the end of the chair and her hoof rolled up my dress and rubbed my belly. I squirmed because I immediately felt the urge rise fast upon her touch. As I struggled, my bottle found its way fast in between my lips. Pink sweet liquid splashed onto my tongue, and I swallowed. I guzzled.

“I think it’s time for my little Goma to do what permanent tiny baby land residents do best~” I gave a disgruntled muffled protest behind the bottle. She merely replied with shushing while one hoof draped around my midsection and another was rubbing my belly.

There was a diaper taped snuggly around my hips, mittens were locked on my claws, a bottle was making me lazy and relaxed, and I needed to go really bad, and my belly was very full. There was no way out. She played me, and she won. I wanted to believe my body pushed on its own, and I couldn’t help but grunt as my nose scrunched up. The pressure inside quickly worked its way out. The muck was shifting as I continued to fill my diaper, and on its own as I had no strength to wiggle in protest against it. I kept filling and filling, feeling my diaper pressing the warm squishy mush all up against my butt. I just kept guzzling from my bottle, and I just kept going. And Glam just watched me.

A deep exhale through my nose as I neared the end of my bottle prompted Glam to give me some congratulatory pats on my belly. The pressure in my tummy was gone. I felt my diaper starting to warm up at the front too; I didn’t know I had to do that too, and I actually had to go a lot. So much that I wet through the stuffer and a yellow tint started to form at the front of the pink crinkling pant. Glam giggled and my bottle emptied. “See, I bet you feel a whole lot better now~” She smooched my head.

“Thank you, big sissy. Really.”

“Aw, you’re so sweet~ Buuuuuut, I don’t think my little brubby is done quite yet~” Her hoof snaked down to my diaper and gently rubbed the squishy garment against myself. I writhed while her hoof sent jolts of pleasure through my body, I couldn’t help myself from being so sensitive. “You know exactly what your diapers are for, little Goma~” She held me tighter with one hoof while she massaged my squishy diaper groin with the other. I found myself even more helplessly at her mercy; she trapped me in both my body and mind. She’s making me put my diaper to the fullest use. She’s making me want to put my diaper to the fullest use. Her hoof slowed down, causing me to whimper a bit. I watched her lift up my dress up past my waist, her pink magic was sneakily tickling my legs, then it snuck into my diaper. I started squirming rampantly again. I couldn’t stop myself from grunting as she did her work. She pushed me past my point of no return, and I felt lightning burst out from me, spilling into my diaper. My heart was beating hard against Glam’s hoof and my breathing became heavy. She took her other hoof off my diaper and pet my head.

“Good little brubby. I think sissy’s gonna’ leave you like this for a while. You deserve to be happy. You earned it.” I started to reorient myself, my diaper crinkling and squishing much when I did so, not realizing before how full my diaper actually was until then. I sat up, firmly but not so reluctantly, in my own mulch next to Glam and gave her a smooch on her cheek. She smooched me back and giggled.

My claw reached down. The mitten was stubbornly thick and fluffy, but I got some good pressure against Glam’s soggy diaper. Her hind hooves quivered, which only prompted me to rub against her soggy groin even more. She was very squirmy, but her thrusting against my claw told me she desired it. I hoisted her soggy pant up and down, really hoping my arm wouldn’t get tired. For the moment, her tantalizing words became nothing but deep breaths and light moans. I had to switch to two claws. I wrapped one claw around her back and locked her into a hug while I pressed and pressed. She suddenly stopped squirming and gave a heavy sigh of relief. I smooched her cheek again and nuzzled beside her.

I did suddenly remember my predicament, though. She said she was going to leave me how I was for a while, but how long was a while? I genuinely wasn’t able to change myself unless Glam let me.

“You were awfully grumpy today, but you managed to pack this diaper all full of love. You’re definitely going to be spending a long long looooong time like this.” She kissed me on my head again. “Love you, stinky.”

“I wuv you too.”

“Maybe if you’re extra super duper nice to me, you can somehow convince me to change you out of this icky thing, that is if you don’t mind spending more time in these mittens.” Was she serious? Because that’d be super awesome. “We’ll see, it’s not like you’re going to have a choice either way~”