Short stories of forced regeneration, From a girl or non-binary point of view, There will be daddy-dom and mommy-dom as caregivers, (sometimes only one of them, sometimes both).
Some stories will have forced breastfeeding or force feeding. In all...
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This story was inspired by 'you said yes.' from the story diaper roleplay, V.2, the lovely creator of this book is Dante3124 Thank you for letting me borrow your idea.
"I think today is a nice day to go to the beach, what do you think Emily?", "I prefer to stay at home" I said. Uncle took a deep breath, must be muttering to himself reasons why not to send me to a foster home.
Recently I had no problem going back there. "Well, I don't care, you come with me to the beach." he said. "If you've already decided, why did you ask me?" He took a deep breath, wringing his hands. "Go change your clothes."
I went to 'my' room which was on the top floor. The room is not mine because I am not supposed to live here. I supposed to be in a foster home or some orphanage. I'm only here because my uncle thinks it's wrong for me to be alone, but I'm not alone. I only will be alone, when I will turn 18 in a few months and then I can go wherever I want, and it will be far from here.
Far away from the weird community my uncle lives in, here all the kids are actually adults being forced to act like kids by other adults. There is no one here my age, or anyone who wants to hang out with me. I may not have had parents in the orphanage but at least I had friends.
I came down a few minutes later wearing a bikini under a long shirt and short jeans. My uncle was in the living room wearing a swimsuit and a regular shirt, he had a big bag with him. He and I went outside and got into his car. "We will meet the Jacksons there" he said during the trip. I sighed, I hate this family, I don't understand why my uncle is their friend, or why he lives here. The Jacksons was an unfortunate couple who kidnapped two adults, and acted like they were cute twin girls, I saw the Jacksons giving them more spanks than I could count.
When we arrived, we parked near the entrance to the beach and unloaded things. At the beach the Jacksons were already sitting under a sun-umbrella with the two girls playing in the sand next to them. "Hi Sheila Hi John, what's going on?" my uncle asked. "Everything is good man, good to see you."
