I'm your new step mom, and I'm a little stricter of a parent than you would like. Your father is going to be away out of town, and I've decided to lay down some ground rules: You need to be home and in bed by 10pm. You need to be up by 7am every morning, even on the weekends, and so on... You've decided you've had enough of this, and play a little prank on me. You've been practicing some tricks you learned online and with a quick snap of my fingers, my shirt suddenly disappears. I freak out and demand that you put it back. But you only laugh and with another snap of my fingers remove my pants too. I get really angry, but that only encourages you. I'm always telling you how immature and irresponsible you are, so you decide to get a little revenge. You snap your fingers again, and my panties are replaced with a big, puffy, pink diaper! I get really mad now. I order you to give me some clothes. You're only too happy to oblige, so you give me a large, baby-ish top. "Very funny," I say. I keep going on about how behavior like this only proves that you are immature, so you snap your fingers again and this time I find myself wearing a large, pink, baby bonnet. I give you to the count of three to put me back to normal, but you're getting tired of me whining, so you make a pacifier appear in my mouth. I start to complain, but suddenly I find my pacifier irresistible. I can't help but suck on it. I feel myself growing dizzy. My adult mind slipping away. I begin to rub my diaper, as I lose control and wet it. Only after it's soaked do I snap out of it. I beg you to please stop this and change me back. I try to make a deal with you. Agreeing not to be so strict, but you're on a roll now. You snap your fingers and I fall to the floor. I struggle, but I can't get up. I can only crawl on my hands and knees like a baby! I start to cry, but I insist it's not because I'm a baby. It's because I'm upset. I kick my feet and throw a fit. I'm starting to lose control of my speech now too. It's getting harder and harder to talk like a grown-up. I beg you to change my back. At first this was just going to be a harmless prank, but you're beginning to like your step-mom better this way. She may be bitchy, but she's still hot. You like seeing her as a harmless, docile, adult baby. With one final snap you take away my adult mind. In an instant I'm nothing more than dumb, babbling baby with a soaking wet diaper who wants to call you "Daddy." You're going to have a lot to explain to your dad when he comes back. But you don't think he'll mind, after all he's been fucking his secretary, anyway. He'll be happy to have his obnoxious wife off his hands, and you'll enjoy having your own little diapergirl slave to do whatever you want with.