>>41218 Well it's clear in this image that most of the world is a corporate despotism, think East India Company. It's not exactly clear why some nations were allowed to keep their national identity after being subsumed by the Pampers or Mimosa government. I think it's funny that India is free land, presumably because they prefer to use the street.

>>40431 I'm thinking something like: Mommy (around 10% of pop): Full rights. Can reproduce. Equal to men, but in practice they're bellow men since most position of power are occupied by men. Demotions almost unheard of. It's big news when it happens. Very sought by men, but only the most successful and rich can acquire them. Sitter (20% of pop): Retain some rights. Can't reproduce. Unequal to men and mommies, but not that down looked as the others. Can marry a men and adopt. Demotions exists but are still rare. Mostly upper class or middle-upper class marry them. Big sister (15%): Retain few right. Can't reproduce. Borderline baby, but still allowed in society with little to no supervision. Need a legal tutor for most things. Can be demoted, but can't move above. Men who don't want a baby but can't get a sitter or a mommy often go for them. Little sister (10%): Almost no right. Can't reproduce. a baby, but allowed to participate in some instances of civil society. Requires supervision and a legal tutor. Diapers are encouraged but not obligatory. Can be demoted to baby status or promoted to big sister. For the men who don't want a baby girl, but still want some of the experience that comes with having one. Baby girl (45%): No rights, basically owned by their legal tutors. Constant supervision. Obligatory diapers and baby treatment. Can be promoted but it's very hard, so if you're a little sister you don't want to fall into baby status. Owned by couples or single parents, they're condescendingly loved and protected by everyone. And: Men (90%): Full rights, can reproduce. Basically a full adult. Nu-babies (10%): Men who are against the regime, that cooperate with terrorists or that are deemed as insufficient in their roles as a man are demoted to this caste. Also men who're in debt and can't pay decide to forfeit their rights to get rid of their debt. There's even some men that willingly join this caste, but those are mostly rumors. These "men", if we can even call them that, are basically the same as baby girls, and are modified so they resemble one. Of course they have no rights, are owned by the state or by a legal tutor and are required to wear something that signals their former male status. This is important to dissuade anyone thinking about opposing the Reich. They're somewhat popular as a symbol of status. Some men like to have them make them look manlier by comparison. Can't go back being a man, neither can move up the female ladder. Stuck forever as a baby.

>>41227 What if India is the great loo where all the discarded diapers are dumped? >>41229 Doesn't this allow for a rather large amount of power to sit with the Mommy class? This could very well lead to a matriarchal society by stealth as only those who can reproduce are so sought after they end up calling the shots by proxy?

>>41235 You're right. Maybe we should allow everyone to reproduce. That way mommies would only be sought after for their aesthetic value and relative maturity.

>>41229 The way that's set up means you'll have 90% of the men competing for 10% of the women and a massive bottleneck on population growth. That's mostly going to create a ton of civil unrest. Societies that end up with a lot young men with zero prospects of having a wife and kids is how you get civil war, revolution, and/or economic failure. Also would result in a ton of expensive human trafficking of the reproductive Mommy caste while the majority of reproductive men fight over them. In other words, you'd end up with the opposite of intention with most men being seen as even more expendable and unworthy of notice while the a minority of reproductive women are considered high value enough that men will kill for them and seclude them from other men when they do manage to get one. There are ways to mitigate this, but it involves scifi artificial wombs, the sex ratio being skewed heavily towards women outnumbering men, or just being technologically advanced enough that you can have robots replace humans for all or nearly all physical labor while not having to worrying about population growth or population aging too much because of medical advancement extending lifespans and youth enough to be less of an issue. Even then there's still the problem of the 10% of women that can reproduce needing to have way more kids to avoid an apocalyptic population collapse unless there's artificial wombs or similar are invented. Way to do this that I think makes most sense with the least societal instability is to go with a skewed sex ratio with more women and softening the reproductive restrictions or getting rid of them entirely while having a technologically advanced society. There'd still be a caste system restricting women, but now a lot of otherwise frustrated lonely men end up with harems that have a woman of the Mommy caste as basically a head wife managing the household while the less mature girls and real children of them family answer to the father of the household first and the Mommy second. Also whenever stuff like this gets discussed I don't think a lot of anons really think about the fact that it would mean there'd be a lot of male anons having to be responsible for their biological mothers and sisters. For me the idea of being forced to escort my mother or sister for anything required for them outside of the house like how it works in certain Middle Eastern countries or being responsible for a woman's potential bad behavior as her caretaker seems a lot more like an unpleasant and annoying chore more than anything else. This isn't even getting into that while incest is appealing for some it's also pretty gross for a lot of people too. I'd expect that being required to change their actual mother or sisters' diapers would turn off a lot of anons more than anything else and lessen their interest in ABDL stuff.

>>41254 You're right about the issues that brings having a caste specifically for reproduction, though I would solve the problem by just making everyone fertile (with the exception of nu-males) and letting the men and the state deal with the children with a school system. >wants the power but not the responsibility Sounds like we have a nu-male here, lads.

>>41258 >Sounds like we have a nu-male here, lads. Eh, more like I'd prefer not to be forced to take care of someone else who can't care for themselves at all or is not allowed to and is not an actual child. When I see stuff like this it makes me think that the person saying it has never had the obligation to take care of an elderly or physically crippled relative. Still love them, but it's a relationship that easily breeds resentment over time. You can find plenty of online anecdotes of people often feeling a lot of guilt for that sense of resentment over spending so much time on someone who literally can't fully take care of themselves. It's like how a lot of guys really into sibling incest porn don't seem to have ever actually had the experience of growing up with a sister with both the positive and negative of having a sibling. Sure I had some incestuous thoughts and dreams about her during puberty, but that passed quickly. To be honest, I'd probably welcome the nu-baby thing if it came with actually desirable physical modification and not borderline and full medical body horror stuff that exists in reality. I'm not a tranny and find it incredibly frustrating when some troon feels the need to butt in to gender bender porn communities and bring up real world political nonsense to drag others out of the fantasy. Like most anons here I agree the current way gender dysphoria is medically treated is quackery that is in fact hurting people and causing suffering in both the long and short term, but all my ABDL fantasies also all involve being the girl in the scenario either as the Mommy or the Little with common crossover with my other top fetishes of TG/TF and AR stuff. I've long since accepted that I'll be hairy ape of a man until this life ends though unless science somehow advances enough in my life time to the point physical biology can be altered that it would be possible to change someone's physical sex, age, and genetics without the result being functionally different from someone born that way or it somehow turns out magic is verifiably real to the point being capable of that kind of physical change. At least I have the solace and pleasure of the fantasy and fetish art/stories. I know some anons will think that it's fucked up and pathetic to want that, but I'd honestly prefer some sort of scifi or magic style perfect sex change seen so much in fiction and then be either a Little Sister or Big Sister with a loving Daddy and/or Mommy that will allow at least some small leeway with what adult things I'm allowed at home and not shying away from discipline when necessary. Being the Mommy with a loving husband and having a Little Sister, Big Sister, or Baby or two to dote on and sexually tease without having to worry about the responsibilities of being a man would be my second option. Third most preferred option if the first two aren't available would be modification to femboy nu-baby. I'm sure there's at least a few anons here that I would gladly submit too in such a fantasy scenario if it was actually presented in reality. The world is a hard place, especially as a guy in the current political, economic, and social climate and I really do think the sharp rise in the number of MTF trannies over the past couple decades is in part due to the failed men choosing to become more feminine, but the difference between guys like me and the failed man AGP troons is that I'm enough of a physical realist despite chronic mental illness to not delude myself into thinking medical tech is advanced enough to change someone's sex or that gender transition as it exists now isn't a form of godless butchery and playing along with mental illness masquerading as legitimate medical treatment. TL;DR, Yeah, I agree I'd probably accept being a turned into an attractive femboy nu-baby, but would much prefer to be physically altered to a biological girl via scifi or magic stuff like in fiction and accept the role of Little/Big Sister or Mommy. I'd gladly welcome having someone who genuinely cares about me and doesn't come off as resenting, apathetic, looking down on me, or telling me I'm not good enough and a failure while expecting that I should somehow deal with things in the world that are well beyond any possible influence or control on my part and at the same time blaming me and other men for the same societal ills beyond our influence. Anyway, I'm sorry if that came off as too heavy and venting about mental issues and RL shit.

>>41229 I'd completely reverse that actually. For both men and women >20% Mommy/Daddy Full rights 30% Big >Subservient to top caste >may be forced to wear protective garments for punitive measures 20% Little >Semi rights >May boss anyone below them around >20% Toddler >10% Full Bab Fully owned, untouchables, may interechange with good/bad behavior Any males in the 'little' or below category undergo full SRS and HRT

>>41263 >When I see stuff like this it makes me think that the person saying it has never had the obligation to take care of an elderly or physically crippled relative This will never be much of anything but projection. "If only everyone had the same experiences as me they'd all share my perspective and agree with me-", no, that isn't how anything works. Back on the "old" 4ch /d/iaper threads one of the more prolific tripfags went by RapeTheFish, and he worked as a CNA in a nursing facility iirc. Still a huge diaper fag, in spite of having to change them for a living. That goes ditto for incest fantasies. tl;dr: "That's that, and this is this". A person's fantasy life and real life are mostly orthogonal to one another.

>>41218 This is actually me, the backstory for the Pampers side basically is that over time the age of toilet training is steadily delayed until everyone starts wearing diapers 24/7 around the 2050s and by the 2070s two rival megacorporation's Pampers and Mimosa Personal Care take over the United States & China respectively and in the 2090s there is a conventional world war 3 between the two megacorporation's. Who have virtually integrated the whole world including countries as corporate entities of each. With Pampers winning the war and reforming the world along more or less rational lines. With these countries being nominally democracies, but their governments are integrated into Pampers corporate structure. Think the POTUS being a member of a global corporate executive board. In general, I think BNL from Wall-E as a single corporation visibly running everything. Most humans live in vast megacities that resemble "Urban Villages"/ Transit oriented developments that are like living in a giant mall. Although more traditional suburbs still exist along with destination “Megamalls”. >>41227 As for India. They Were too large for either side to dominate and lacked a major domestic diaper brand to be put under their control. So they are a split control between Pampers and Mimosa and the government did not pick sides at the start of the war in 2090. Thus it became a major zone of conflict as the subcontinent spiraled into a civil war. Before eventually being won by Pampers in 2095. As for the Taliban they are the leading anti-ABDL group globally in the future and conquered during the Pampers mimosa war. In general jihadist groups are the main opposition to Pampers domination in Muslim majority areas and allied to various anti-Pampers groups like remnants of Mimosa allied forces in China & Russia. Militias/Nationalist gangs in North America and Europe, Christian fundamentalists in Latin America & Africa and Marxist rebels in urban areas. Here's a Pampers soldier with a diaper btw.

>>41276 Considering I've seen more than one anon here and elsewhere mention to the effect that having a baby kind of did diminish their ABDL and ageplay interests somewhat both when alone and with their partner I'm more inclined to believe that it's different when taking care of your own family and having to change diapers of someone that is a relative most ABDLs would have zero sexual interest in. Even some ABDLs that have tried 24/7 wearing and potty untraining sometimes mention that changing diapers everyday kind of diminishes their interest. Can't remember the exact adage, but it's basically that turning a hobby or other interest into a mundane chore or job that needs to be done daily on a schedule can make that thing much less fun than it was before it became something one was required to do. For comparison, just a quick web search you can find a lot of reports of streamers finding their interest in playing video games is a lot less fun in front of an audience and having to do it as a job. True, there are some people that don't have that response and there's the saying, "Find a job you love, and you will never have to work a day in your life", but a lot of people quickly do in fact find that something they used to do for fun and entertainment becomes a lot less enjoyable if it becomes work they have an obligation regularly.

>>41282 > mention to the effect that having a baby kind of did diminish their ABDL and ageplay interests That's generally true for sex drive in general, no? It could just as well be that being AB/DL can lead you to misattribute the cause in a particular kind of way, because of how your sexual interests are peculiarly fixated. Not saying it doesn't happen, just saying cause-and-effect w.r.t "how the mind works" is very messy, and hard to untangle.

Based on recent posts it is clear the only true final solution to the problems is a padded reich!

>>41336 Waiting for some alt right neonazi saying poop represents black and pee represents Asians and suggests bin them like you do with diapers then alt left mention cum mixed with hit and piss ne tey can all go in garbage together so "don't throw it saying you done all 3" Then drama channels use this excuse on why ab/dl are evil

>>41229 Main caveat I would make to this is that ALL women need to be kept in diapers regardless of status. Otherwise it kinda defeats the point of this thread. I'm fine with a caste system of responsibility for women. Those that prove that they can accept their place in society and contribute can be granted some additional responsibility but they still need to be kept in diapers 24/7 and generally treated childishly so that they are constantly reminded of their true nature. That's where the power structure comes from. Sure, it makes sense to grant some level of power to intelligent, and well-behaved women. Give them some authority over various 'baby' women for example. But at the same time they should never forget that they are still pooping their pants and getting laid down for a diaper change right alongside all the more infantile women that they might think themselves 'above.' No matter how much authority society allows them, they are still considered large children by the standards of civilization. >>41254 I absolutely agree that the best way to handle something like this is with a skewed sex ratio. It just makes sense. Having an excess of women means that even low status men can be accommodated and higher status men can have a harem of women of varying levels of responsibility. Have a 'mommy' caste women to help you run the household and your harem. And have a few 'baby' women around the house just to look cute and as personal playthings. Choice of reproduction is up to the man's preferences. Also, I think you answer your own question with the fact that women need to be cared for, but if there's an excess of women and they share household duties, the ones who are capable of doing so are just constantly on diaper duty when the man isn't around or doesn't want to. Although I'd change diapers for fun, sexual gratification, and to occasionally demean some women, it's also a kind of fun idea to come back home to a bunch of women in full diapers, pinching my nose, pointing to the nearest 'mommy' or 'sitter' caste woman and saying, "Yeah, this is much too stinky for me to deal with today. You get to work on changing everyone's diapers in here. I'm going to have a beer and play pool. Good luck! It looks like you've got your work cut out for you. Haha!" Then leaving with a grin while they groan in resignation and start pulling out diaper supplies. >>41263 Sounds like you just fantasize about not having responsibility >>41280 and being cared for. Which is one of the most common ABDL fantasies. >>41280 I applaud how detailed and autistic this diaper worldbuilding is, and I legitimately mean that as a compliment. I haven't dived into your DeviantArt yet, but the thing I'd probably want to explore in that is the propaganda and advertising side of things in a world run by two diaper manufacturer megacorps. Giant Blade-Runner esque billboards with women in ridiculously oversized Pampers? Rampant online conspiracy theories trying to convince the world that potty training was just a myth and humans have always been reliant on diapers? etc.

>>41064 >>41068 >>41083 >Never thought I'd see baalbuddy doing such a commission. Yeah I got that back in 2022. I followed him on twitter and he did an open submission for comms one time and I asked him if he'd be down for this. I figured I'd never hear from him, but he actually did respond and agreed to do it. He's not into the fetish but is aware of it. He says he doesn't really like it, but he thinks that the internet should be a place for all sorts of degeneracy and so wanted to accommodate that.

>>41407 I absolutely want to do some more advertisements/propaganda about Pampers. Do you know any good fake diaper ad makers? Because the massive billboards thing with models in adult sized Pampers diapers are certainly a thing. It's a dream job for millions of young women. However as for the coniparcy of people always being diaper dependent. Since the "Rivlary" part take place in the 2080s. There would be still be people born from about now to let's say 2040. (Basicly generation Beta) who grew up with toilet training and indeed toilets only really vanish in the 2050s. Thus I very much doubt people in 2089 would doubt people ever did not wear diapers. It's not 1984. Even when most the events I note to take place in the "present" are in 2125. Hypothetically any person in their 70s-80s would still remember toilets.

>>41407 >All women kept in diapers This is the way. >Reproduction question It'll be delightful to watch women trying to satisfy themselves without a man being stuck in diapers. No doubt the simple act of being in a soiled diaper should be sexual gratification enough. >>41413 He truly is the patron of the /d/ >>41418 Mean there is already a bunch of semi convincing fake ads out there. It'll only take someone hiring out one for it spread.

>>41418 >I absolutely want to do some more advertisements/propaganda about Pampers. Do you know any good fake diaper ad makers? I don't know how to use Photoshop or image editing software, and I'm only semi-familiar with using AI to do that sort of stuff. I have yet to get good results with it. But for examples I would definitely check out picfab: https://picfab.tumblr.com/ Especially his older stuff if you can find it. Also this guy who got his start on this board: https://www.deviantart.com/alteredstates14 And this guy who mostly does AI art of diaper ads now but if you look at his older stuff he does some decent photoshop ads too: https://www.deviantart.com/bewaryofstrangeads In general, love the idea that the megacorps are constantly trying to gaslight the populace into thinking they need bigger and thicker diapers that cost more money all the time, even though it's not really necessary, but there's so much propaganda out there to make people think it is. Also, love the idea of diaper brands being your national emblem, or something akin to 'gang colors.' You see someone repping the blue and yellow you know they're on the side of Pampers. And they'll get in a fight with someone in the street if they see them wearing a rival diaper brand. >>41420 >It'll be delightful to watch women trying to satisfy themselves without a man being stuck in diapers. No doubt the simple act of being in a soiled diaper should be sexual gratification enough. Occasionally a man has a large enough diaper harem that he somehow forgets about some of the diapergirls he has hanging around until one day he comes across one of his 'babies' mindlessly rutting and grinding away in her soggy, squishy Pampers. Surely this deserves some punishment but he's aware enough to know that she's been neglected and really what else can you expect from a 24 year old woman with the brain of a toddler anyway? So he drags her over to the changing and gives her sweet, sopping little pussy a ride as she's just gurgling away behind her pacifier the whole time.

>>41455 >love the idea that the megacorps are constantly trying to gaslight the populace into thinking they need bigger and thicker diapers Mean they are. Have you seen recent "period pantys" lately? They are diapers in all but name. Some of the fashion as well is already quite childish. We are already headed down the path, it just needs a few gentle pushes along.

Padding women is fun and all, but what if I want to get padded myself? Do I have to go the nu-male route and become a feminized failed male?

>>41485 >But what if I want to get padded myself? Do I have to go the nu-male route and become a feminized failed male? I mean... if you want to? This is controversial every time it comes up in this thread but personally I've always enjoyed the fantasy of having a bunch of diapergirl slaves who also have to change my diapers and care for me as well. I'd still be the dominant one in the situation, and all the women involved would still be in diapers as well. But I love the idea of having women to clean my ass and sexually pleasure me while they're forced to say how much they LOVE serving me and ADORE changing my dirty diapers, all the while they're gagging on the stink but with a smile on their face. People always flip out when this idea comes up in this thread though.

>>41485 >Do I have to go the nu-male route and become a feminized failed male? Yes, now go ahead and lie back

>>41455 In general, when I first imagined it like 12 years ago. I did take a lot of PicFab's style of adversting & AlterdStates when he came around, although for Altered, his was too region specific to apply to my part of the world. For A.I art, in general they don't get the style/sizes of diapers right. I prefer my diapers to be more grounded in reality and for whatever reason, A.I seems to rarely get them right. But my dream is to someday find the successor to PicFab. I know he's still active but still the community has grown so much since he was active regularly. There is also princess poop on Tumblr but they are behind that wall.

Periods give some women IBS, thats surely at least a week every month where diapers should be mandatory

So the election is upon us anons. Clearly regardless of the outcome it will pave the way to the future glory that would be the Padded Reich. Question is how will women end up rightfully in diapers; through a return to traditionalism or by a continue disregard for their own responsibility?

>>41407 Been thinking more about the concept of a world with diaper-fascism and having a harem of diaper girls who have to change each other. Also, been a little inspired by the election. I wrote a little something based off the concept. Part 1: The appraiser’s desk was a tall, stately construction of dark wood. Stacey thought that it didn’t make sense for it to be quite as tall as it was. She didn’t usually feel this small sitting in front of a desk. Perhaps the chair was unnecessarily low or the appraiser was especially tall. Either way she felt dwarfed by it as she sat on the spindly little schoolhouse chair in front of it. She was nervously adjusting her pleated skirt and her tight blouse. However, neither piece of clothing did anything to obscure the bulky, shiny white plastic of her diaper as she squirmed in her seat. The crinkling of the plastic echoed through the room with her every movement. The appraiser was an older man. Some gray in his hair. But tough looking, and attractive, with a smug air as he read through Stacey’s file. Her schoolgirl-esque skirt and blouse combination, along with her brunette hair in pigtails, looked like a slutty Halloween costume variation on a Catholic schoolgirl. Although it was feasible that this was a real uniform, there were many ‘finishing schools’ where women were sometimes sent that had similar outfits. And although it was possible she was just wearing it to look appealing to any men who saw her, the truth was something else… She had chosen this outfit for today because she thought it was likely the most grown up looking outfit she could get away with wearing before her ‘Daddy’ or someone else told her to dress more appropriately ‘Little.’ The appraiser smiled and looked up from his notes. “Well Stacey,” he said with a condescending tone, “It looks like someone wants to be a big girl today. You’re applying for government permission to raise your status from ‘girl’ to ‘babysitter’? Or possibly even ‘matriarch’ status? Quite the ambitious young woman aren’t you?” Stacey gulped with trepidation, but she had prepared herself for this meeting, and for these questions. “Yes sir,” she said respectfully. “My ‘Daddy’ is also my husband and has been quite pleased with how capable I’ve been with my household duties. So much so that he’s even seen fit to have me educated beyond what would normally be required for a babywife. We both think that I am more than capable of taking on more responsibilities both in his household and in society and so he has signed the forms to officially recommend me for promotion to ‘babysitter’ status, or ‘matriarch’ if you see fit, sir.” The appraiser continued to smile at Stacey for a beat without saying anything, before abruptly rising from his chair and gesturing with his pen. “Stand up Stacey.” A little caught off guard Stacey still responded almost automatically to the commands of an adult man. Quickly rising from her chair and standing upright with perfect posture. The appraiser went around Lizzie in a circle, poking or prodding at various aspects of her appearance with his pen, as though he was inspecting a prize pet at the dog show. He looked over her subtly provocative attire without comment, and lifted one of her pigtails with his pen, nodding approvingly. Then while he was standing behind her he poked the crease of her poofy diaper seat with the pen. “And you came here in a clean diaper today! Good job.” Although there was, of course, no expectation at all for her to keep her diaper clean for the meeting today, Stacey did feel a vague sense of pride at the comment. Although it was understood that women had no control over when they wet and messed themselves, Stacey couldn’t help but feel like showing up here in a dirty diaper would have undermined her chances at attaining a higher status. He motioned for her to sit back down as he walked back around to the other side of the desk. Stacey’s diapered butt met the small wooden chair with a puff and obvious crinkling noises as she squirmed and waited. The appraiser seemed to be going over some notes. “So, you’re clearly a very intelligent and educated young lady. You seem to be quite capable of helping your Daddy with various household duties. And you conduct yourself very well in public. Do you have experience managing other Littles such as yourself? Fellow babywives?” “Oh yes!” She said excitedly. “My Daddy keeps two other babywives in the house besides myself and he’s decided that I’m in charge of them when he’s not at home.” Stacey had a real sense of pride with this. The terminology differed but many prominent men would keep multiple babywives in their home together. They were often referred to as ‘sisters’ and encouraged to treat each other as such. However, inevitably, a hierarchy would always develop between the women in such situations. Usually based on whoever had the most legal authority or status, but also just on whoever had Daddy’s favor that day. Stacey’s Daddy had named her the permanent leader of the three babywife women whenever he wasn’t in the house, which had been a huge accomplishment and source of pride for Stacey. Although it really was understandable if she thought about it. Rebecca was kind and sweet but couldn’t read and couldn’t really help their husband out with anything even slightly more grown up. And Cecilia was content to spend her time lounging around, playing with toys, and filling her pants, when she wasn’t doing chores, so she couldn’t help Daddy with much of anything either. The appraiser nodded, looking at his notes. “And you help keep them fed and occupied? You help prepare meals and assign them tasks?” Stacey nodded. “Yes, of course sir.” “Very good,” He responded, still looking at his notes, then he smiled. “And diaper duty? How often do you change your sister’s diapers?” “Oh well… Erm.” Stacey squirmed in her seat, her own diaper crinkling loudly. Women were not allowed to change their own diapers in modern society. Besides the fact that it would bring down repercussions from her Daddy or anyone else who found out about it, it was also just seen as a cultural taboo, and generally agreed that it wasn’t really how diapers worked anyway. Wearing diapers just meant that you had to have your diapers changed by someone else. Doing it yourself would be a haphazard job at best. So, in general, women’s Daddies would change babywive’s diapers whenever the need arose. But if he wasn’t around or simply didn’t want to, then women had to change each other. Often, men with multiple babywives living under the same roof would train them to change each other’s diapers. And if out and about, there were government sponsored changing stations all over the country, as prominent as convenience stores, where any woman could have her diaper changed by one of the cute attendants for a small fee. It was one of the most common jobs available to women who possessed ‘babysitter’ status or above. Stacey had had her diaper changed at one of these places on her way to this meeting, and had appreciated how efficient, and professional the smiling changing attendant had been while she had wiped and cleaned Stacey’s private parts, and had admired how cute the woman looked in her bright blue uniform with her pastel baby blue diaper being prominently and proudly displayed with no other clothing below her waist. However, Stacey hated to admit it, but one of the perks of her Daddy being an established, wealthy man, was that he had a nanny at the house while he was at work on the weekdays. While he was at home he would of course change all three of his needy babywive’s diapers, but whenever he was out, a slightly older woman with matriarch status would come by. Her name was Keira. While Stacey and her ‘sisters’ had their own chores and took care of the house, Keira’s focus was on simply changing the three other women’s diapers. Whenever she came by the house, she was on a constant rotation of checking, and changing each of the three babywives into clean Pampers, as well as taking out the diaper trash and making the nursery smell fresh, so that whenever the girls’ Daddy showed up at the end of the day. He was greeted with three sweet smelling young women in clean diapers. As such, Stacey had never really been called on to change her sister’s diapers that much. It was almost always handled by someone else. Sadly, Stacey knew this was a mark against her in the appraiser’s eyes, and although she briefly considered making an excuse or lying about her experience, she could tell by the appraiser’s stern, frowning face that he knew the reality of the situation. “Um… Not so much.” She managed to stammer out. “I’m sorry to hear that Stacey.” the appraiser said. “We can’t have someone so spoiled as that taking on the big girl responsibilities of being a babysitter or a matriarch.” Stacey’s stomach churned with anxiety. She crossed her legs and sat up. “No sir! I apologize. I might not have as much experience but I swear I know what I’m doing. I can handle all of the duties associated with being higher status.” The older man seemed thoughtful about this for a moment, before apparently changing his mind and giving her a friendly grin. He waved his hand for her to stand up. “Alright then Stacey. Why don’t you come with me?”

>>42437 Part 2: Stacey immediately stood up straight and hurriedly followed after the man as he walked her through a nearby door. The plastic of her bulky, obvious diaper crinkled loudly in the hallway as she followed after him. The only other sound was their footsteps. After just a moment, the man stopped at a nondescript door, and opened it up, ushering her inside. On the other side of the door was a small, but very well furnished adult nursery. This wasn’t strange to Stacey. Her own house had a small nursery where her and her sister’s were expected to play and it was outfitted with various childish activities and an adult diaper changing table. However, that was outfitted more like an elementary school classroom with interactive, educational toys, arts and crafts, and some books. This was set up like a nursery for infants. Everything was plush and padded. Brightly colored cartoon characters adorned most of the surfaces. Soft toys were spilling out of every corner, and there was an oversized children’s playgym with a soft mat underneath, and babyish mobiles dangling from it. Also, lying on the floor of this small nursery room, her eyes blankly looking up at some colorful shapes on the wall as she drooled on a teething ring in her mouth, was a tall, voluptuous blonde woman with flawless skin and long legs. Who also was wearing a clearly bloated and over-full diaper. Although at first Stacey had been distracted by taking in the spectacle of the nursery room around her, after a moment of standing in the doorway the ripe, pungent funk of this woman’s obviously dirty diaper hit her and she involuntarily grimaced and covered her nose as the appraiser laughed at her discomfort next to her. “Stacey, I’d like you to meet Katherine,” The appraiser said, indicating the woman lying on the floor. The man had a chuckle in his voice as he introduced her. Close to laughter already seeing Stacey’s distaste. Stacey looked at her. The woman on the floor was objectively gorgeous. She was tall, with long, shapely legs, a slim waist, and massive breasts bouncing around as she rolled on the floor. Her hair was long blonde locks that would be the envy of absolutely anyone. And her face was cute and cherubic, accentuated all the more so by her giggling, innocent smile as she chewed on an infantile piece of colorful rubber, meant for teething infants. There was some drool at the corner of her mouth as well. Looking at her, this woman looked like the stereotypical blonde bombshell that you would have seen on a billboard selling light beer, or in a lingerie commercial. In another life, in another reality, this woman would have been lounging around in the grotto at the Playboy Mansion. But here she was, laying down on the floor of a nursery too childish for toddlers and wearing nothing, but a distended, sagging diaper that was very obviously full to the brim of several large accidents worth of her poop. The stench in the room was unbelievable. Stacey covered her mouth and nose with her hands, although she was in disbelief that the appraiser who was still standing next to her was grinning and seemingly unbothered by the smell and Katherine, the woman in the dirty diaper on the ground, seemed not only unaware of her filthy state, but perfectly happy as she babbled mindlessly and chewed on her toys. The man chuckled again and held out his hand presenting the situation to Stacey. “Well Stacey. Since you’re eager to prove what a capable young woman you are, why don’t you change Katherine’s diaper for me today? I brought her from home to spend time with me in the office today, but unfortunately I’ve just been far too busy to check up on her. Luckily though, you know what you’re doing when it comes to changing other women’s diapers and what a great opportunity for you to show me your skills!” The man looked at Stacey with a smug expression. Stacey looked around the room and did see a very well stocked shelf with massively thick plastic disposable diapers, as well as powder, wipes, and any other supplies you would need for changing a cartoonishly incontinent young woman’s diapers. Stacey grimaced behind her cupped hands, but signed in resignation. “Yes, of course!” She said as cheerily as she could manage despite her disgust. She took her hands away from her face and held back a cough or choke as the pungent, dirty diaper fun hit her nose again. She looked down at Katherine who was giggling and kicking her legs up in the air. Her full diaper stretched out beneath her. And Stacey resignedly began to pull some supplies off of the shelf. It seemed that all of Katherine’s diapers were remarkably thick, covered in white plastic, with Sesame street characters being shown off on the tape panel. They resembled baby diapers from the 1990s but blown up to ridiculous proportions. Each one felt like a full sized pillow in Stacey’s hands. “Whew, Katherine really filled up her diaper!” The appraiser said mockingly from behind Stacey. “Good thing these new SuperHuggies can hold so much.” Stacey tried to ignore the man’s obvious enjoyment of her predicament, gathered the changing supplies and got down on her knees on the floor in front of Katherine before once again having to resist choking from the stench. It’s not like Stacey had never been around dirty diapers before. She messed her own diapers at least twice a day, and then being around her sisters at home, she occasionally had to smell that. But normally her and her fellow babywives were changed right away, and even then, it never tended to smell THIS bad. Maybe she really was kind of spoiled…. Stacey got distracted from this reverie though, as the adorable, but rank, baby brained woman in front of her let out a loud rumbling fart, causing the infantile woman to giggle and kick her legs in entertained satisfaction while Stacey looked on in disgust. Stacey steeled herself and tried to reassure Katherine. “Now, there there Katherine. You’ve got a really messy diaper. Just let me get you into a new one and we can get this over with.” Katherine innocently cooed and drooled looking up at Stacey. Passively awaiting her diaper change. With trepidation Stacey undid the tapes on Katherine’s disposable diaper and opened it up. Her expectations were realized. There was just… so… much… mess. Stacey gagged on the stink of it once again as it hit her. Behind her she could hear the appraiser laughing at her discomfort while Katherine giggled in front of her. Stacey simply gritted her teeth and did the best she could. Wiping down Katherine nether regions and legs with care and delicate precision. Katherine seemed to be enjoying the experience. She was obviously used to the sensation of having a dirty diaper change laid out on a playroom floor. While trying to clean around the woman’s still kicking legs, Stacey vaguely wondered how it was possible that Katherine seemingly had the mind of a newborn, and yet maintained the figure of a model? How could her legs and butt be so shapely if she really did spend a day lying around in a messy diaper? Stacey continued the arduous task of cleaning the shapely woman’s diaper area. Eventually, after an interminably long and disgusting ordeal, she was clean, and the previous diaper was balled up like a massive, smelly balloon. Stacey sighed with relief and laid out the plush, pillowy new diaper beneath her. Katherine looked excited. Eager for the sensation of a new diaper being wrapped around her sensitive private parts. Finally, Stacey completed the process and Katherine was taped up into a fresh, new diaper. She squirmed excitedly in her spot, obviously grateful to be in clean Huggies. Looking down at the woman with the cartoonishly round and thick white undergarments, it seemed so strange contrasted against the woman’s superb beauty. Stacey disposed of the dirty diaper in a massive diaper pail that occupied one corner of the room, before at last turning to look at the appraiser again. He had been observing the whole time, and was nodding approvingly. “Well done Stacey. Glad to see you’re not so spoiled by your position that you can’t handle getting your hands dirty for the real work and responsibility that comes from being higher status.” Although feeling exhausted and humiliated at this point, Stacey felt relief at his words. “So, does this mean my raise in status is approved?” She couldn’t hide the excitement in her voice. The man’s expression didn’t change as he told her reassuringly. “My evaluation is done. You’ll know our decision on your status in the next three to four months.” Stacey felt crestfallen. After all this work? Even now she’d have to wait months to know whether it had amounted to anything? She felt the urge to protest, to argue, but she knew that arguing with a man in a position of authority would do her no good in this situation. Despite her emotions, she simply managed to stammer out. “Erm… Thank you sir…” The man nodded, pleased. “Very good then. I’ll show you the way out. And I think you might find that you’re in a somewhat similar situation to Katherine now.” Stacey didn’t realize what he meant at first, then she looked down and realized that at some point during her meeting today she must have wet herself several times. Her own diaper was oversaturated and stained yellow. The next step she took she could hear an audible squish, and she wondered if she could get out of the building without leaking. Stacey groaned with frustration, while Katherine giggled from her position on the playroom floor and the appraiser laughed a deep chuckle.

>>42437 >>42438 Interesting read anon. Feels honestly quite corporate. Will you be writing more?

>>42461 Probably not with these characters, but I do love the setting. I'm debating writing a story that's set just after these sorts of laws get passed, and it follows a model/actress who wants to attempt to continue her career despite the current rules and regulations so she gets work as a spokesmodel for a company selling babyish adult diapers for women. She absolutely hates how demeaning the job is though and there's a director or producer who's actively trying to humiliate her but she keeps trying to suck it up so she can keep her career despite the new state of modern society. There's also possibly another actress who embraces the whole experience and as such becomes more successful. But I don't have a name for the setting or any formalized rules for it. I just really love the concept and would love to have some more stories set in it.

Some images for the Padded Reich. We really need more diapered fascists

>>42574 ughhh this guys name is on the tip of my tongue whats his @?

>>42638 https://www.pixiv.net/en/users/96240049

I had the thought today of an alternate reality version of the 4B movement where in a world where women are diapered 24/7 and not potty-trained, a fledgling feminist movement starts up, causing the men in that society to respond with the 4B movement, translating to: no more disposable diapers, no more free diaper changes, no more getting cleaned up with modern baby products, and of course, no more sex.

>>5793 BASED

Think this needs a padded reich edit