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It worked

Postby werepuppy » July 12th, 2009, 9:27 am

I used the email slave file with my Master years ago. I not tried it in a long time. But I wrote on here for somebody to command me.

Its embarassing what happened, but I've been told I have to write if it works.

Someone commanded me this morning to put on my wolfsuit, big fur thing. Even after years I couldn't say no. I just had to do it. I put on the fursuit. As soon as I put it on, its like being a real animal. I'm completely covered, with the fur and a couple layers underneath.

I fastened the last zip, and straight away got another command. I didn't see it in one of the emails. But I suddenly knew I needed to wee. I wanted to run to the bathroom, but I just didn't have the choice. I was so helpless, there's nothing I could do about it. I had been ordered to lift a leg like a real wolf, and do a wee on the couch. I tried to fight it all the way downstairs, but there was nothing I could do, I wasn't allowed to disobey. Was lucky my dad wasn't home.

My knickers are soaked, and the inside of the suit sticky too. And I couldn't get out of the suit to clean it. At least there wasn't much on the floor, a few minutes with towels and a half hour to dry would leave no sign. I thought it'd take an hour to for the suit to dry, and about right. Clothes still all damp, but I could cope. Then my bladder feels like it'll be full soon. I wondered for moment if I'm allowed to open my suit, or if I got to wait until I can take the suit off.

Answered straight away. I felt the command, not really like a voice in my head, more like suddenly knowing what's going to happen. "Squat. Wee on the rug. Now!" I managed to not go, no idea how, held it until until I got to the bathroom. When I needed to go again, at 2, I put every bit of will into not going over to lift my leg in the corner by the TV. I resisted it, but that just meant I stayed sitting on th futon, and wet myself there.

At 4, my alarm clock went off. I've got half an hour to get out of my dripping fursuit, find somewhere to hide it away, get clean clothes and tidy myself up before Becca comes round to watch Umineko. I can blame Lysander for the puddle on the carpet, so I hope I'll be OK.

Can't believe how good it felt though. I really wanted to resist, and the first time I couldnn;t. Felt like i had no control, like I was a naughty dog, but at the same time its only what's natural. So confusing, so many feelings. And it felt really, really good.

I can't believe I'm saying this, but I hope some day I get another email that makes me feel like that.
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Postby cumslutsissy » July 12th, 2009, 9:35 am

That is the hottest story...id love to watch you pee like an animal.
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Postby werepuppy » July 12th, 2009, 10:51 am

Its not hot, that's sick. You should try washing a full size fursuit and doing all the carpet shampoo.

I don't get it at all, I don't want to do it, but I want somebody to mak me do it. And I don't want to wan that, but I can't help it. I feel like a freak.

Gotto be impressed by ou guys though, I said I want wolf because I'm too scared to say the real thing, and it only takes you a day to force me post my secretest shamefull fantasy, and make it almost come true.
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Postby cumslutsissy » July 12th, 2009, 2:55 pm

werepuppy made me piss all over my furniture...i cant stop
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Postby cumslutsissy » July 12th, 2009, 7:50 pm

After the hour i stopped peeing and cumming from peeing...i had to scrub my floors and furniture and even rent a rug scrubber cause i peed a lot. Email slave works...and well
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another one worked

Postby werepuppy » July 13th, 2009, 1:59 am

Another one worked for me. I decided I'm not going to rad emails until dad goes to work today, so I watch breakfast TV, lie around until 9, go to the doctor, then see if I got any email commands when I get back.

But feels like I still got commands in my head from email yesterday. If I'm not allowed to remember reaing them, they just pop up like a voice in my head when the time comes. Not like a voice though, more like the words are suddenly there and I have to do them.

First surprise this morning when I get dressed, open my drawer and I know I must do forget to wear knickers. But I'm going to wear jeans anyway today, something I can put on quickly after madness yesterday, so I don't mind. Then as I straighten my tshirt, I got another one: whenever I finish getting dressed, I got to do a wee. It makes me feel so much a freak, and I hate the feling of soaking wet jeans against my skin, but I can't change until I email and tell him how it feels. And somhow, through all the shame and the hot, wet feeling, its making me really horny. Rubbing myself through my jeans with one hand while I typed. As soon as I'd sent the email I slammed my laptop closed, don't want to see my inbox, and dropped my pants. Pushed my wii remote inside me, first thing that I found, and it only took a few seconds. Then at last I can change out of my jeans.

And I got another order, too. I find I'm putting on my high school uniform. I've grown a bit since then. The pleated burgundy mini-skirt I'd shortened so that the guys get a quick flash of my knickers when I went up stairs. Now, it seems like its another inch shorter. Maybe I got taller, or my bum got bigger or something.

The shirt is too tight too. I fastened a button in the middle, so my nipples stand out like marbles, and fold up the bottom. Thought it might look good, so I ear the collar off one of my cosplays, too. An inch strip of black fake leather, with lace round the edges, and a chunky chain (from the pet shop) on the front. Nobody to swing it today, so I just tie the handle on my belt.

Then while I'm tying it, that command comes back. Its monday and its the moment I finished getting dressed, so I have to do a wee in my pants. I should have been quicker, if I hadn't spent ages looking for my old school socks in the back of the wardrobe, I wouldn't have been able to go. Even though I had 2 coffee with breakfast, I didn't really need to and it took a minute of trying before I felt the hot wee running down my legs and another little puddle on the bedroom floor.

At least I wasn't wearing underwearor trousers this time, so the only thing got wet was my knee-high socks. Maybe nobody might notice that, but I already knew I couldn't get changed until after the doctor.

I looked in the mirror and saw how much a slut I look. Thinking of going out like that, and how helples I am to do a wee like that, got me all hot again, so I quickly grab my rubber duckie (the only vibe I take with me when I visit dad, he always looks in my bag) and finish myself off.

Then I must do tell you everything an email command made me do. And I'm going to be late *blushes and run off, trying to be cute in the school clothes*
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Postby werepuppy » July 14th, 2009, 12:42 am

I got another email this time, when I was in bed last night. I had to put on my schoolgirl uniform, and every thing made me twice as horny. By the time I had socks, skirt, shirt and tie, I really wishing I could not forget my underwear. I put my jacket on too, and it felt wonderful but then I was monday still and the moment I was dressed, so I peed all on my skirt and my bed. I sent an email saying how horny I was and saying I like dressing like a slut, but I feel so degrading and writing that email is like I lie to myself, because I really hate dressing like a slutty schoolgirl I wish highschool never happened.

Then after I email him I'm just getting hotter and hotter and I can't help but get my vibrator and finish myself under the soaked duvet and I feel so helpless and even though I hate it, I orgasmd so hard, but I'm already tired after a lot of emails and I just fal asleep before I can finish writing this imediately.
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Postby werepuppy » July 14th, 2009, 3:24 am

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Postby Flow123 » July 14th, 2009, 12:54 pm

hypnostudent is fun
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Postby werepuppy » July 14th, 2009, 1:52 pm

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Nerves

Postby werepuppy » July 15th, 2009, 1:24 pm

Well, I'm nervous. I'm meeting a guy off this site for the first time.

On friday, I told myself it wouldn't happen. When we started chatting on messenger, I said its a coincidence being so close, but I'm not interested in anything RL. He joked about it a few times, offhand comments but nothing serious.

Then today he says he'll be in town around 8. I said no, I'm still nervous, if I make a date like that I could no longer deny to myself that it was my choice. He suggested he could kidnap me. Give some suggestion to ensure we'd be in the same place at the same time while I'm walking my dad's dogs.

I got to the Fox Cub, half exhausted from the speed Hector's running. I got a drink and stood outside the pub, like I always do, letting the dumb mutt get a little exercise round the place. Then it came to me, here I was waiting for a man I know nothing about who can make me do whatever he wants. I'm just terrified, came inside the pub and can't stop shaking. He knows what I'm wearing, he knows I should be here, I have no idea if he'll spot me in the corner by the window. So I'm internetting on my iphone, trying to share some of the panic, and reading again and again to silly bits of alleged humour etched on the wine shelves.

I'm supposed to be outside.
I don't want to let someone down again.
I shouldn't even be here.
Its dangerous; its supposed to be
I don't know what I want
Somebody tell me?
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Postby uw_onsterfelijk » July 15th, 2009, 1:42 pm

Hypnosis should follow the same guide lines as any other BDSM activity.

Safe, Sane and Consensual. ONLY when you know someone well enough should you venture outside of those RULES.

If you told him to stop, and he didn't stop... not only that, he used "special" instructions to get what he wants YOU SHOULD NOT MEET/TRANCE with him.

On the other hand though, if you sincerely "want" all of that in a secretive "I don't want any this" manner... well, have fun?!

All the best,
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Postby werepuppy » July 15th, 2009, 2:36 pm

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Postby uw_onsterfelijk » July 15th, 2009, 7:56 pm

It is difficult to give you good advice, because good advice will ultimately diminish YOUR fantasy. Reason being, it is tough to have a "Safe, Sane and Consensual" mindset while at the same time having a "Tricked, Forced and Surprised" scenario also.

Don't get me wrong, I understand the allure of that "feeling" you long for... alot of us do. But to actively seek it out with relative strangers in RL well... that is most definitely placing alot of trust, as well as your personal well being, in someone you know pretty much nothing about.

If you could at least take some precautions that would be nice. Let someone you know know what you are doing... get the phone number of the other person(verified) and give it to a friend, set a time you should be home by etc etc. :idea: Something :idea:

Anyhoo... PLEASE BE SAFE and all the best,
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Success on Google Talk

Postby werepuppy » July 16th, 2009, 2:48 am

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The daily email I have to send to Wulf

Postby werepuppy » July 17th, 2009, 4:17 pm

As usual today, I must send an email telling ulf about my day. I'm posting it here in case anyboy else wants to keep up with my progress. Thanks for the positive feedback :)

Hi,
I stayed up way too late last night, woke up with both alarms screeching, so the first one had been going at least 5 minutes. I quickly fliked on my laptop, but there was only one email and I wasn't allowed to read what it said.

I was in a hurry to pick out some clothes then, and just had time to shove some bread in the toaster for breakfast. I put out two outfits, both kind of tasteless. I have a pale yellow blouse, nearly white, and a slightly casual battleship grey jacket and trousers, as well as smart shoes with 1 inch heels and a little rose brooch. That's about as casual as I think I can go without pissing off the boss.

And I had a fur waistcoat, along with cycle shorts and a tight
black-and-pink pinstripe tshirt, there's no way anybody at work would be happy with that, and it looks tacky as hell, but I don't know if they'd actually say anything. But not with cat accessories, that would be too much.

In the end I picked out the smart casual one. I know I've got a command to act appropriately if I wear the weird outfit any day, and I got no idea what that would mean for those clothes. But I'm also quite sure that if I wear the normal ones, something else will happen. Well, they say curiosity killed the cat. How does that apply to a were-bitch?

Got to the office on the bus, still wondering what I was going to do. I don't think this suggestion changed me for real, but I'm a whole lot more nervous. Then the boss tells me I've got to sort out the invoice system. There's a load of stuff needs doing today, someone made some mistakes and
I got to go through matching customer files up with their contact
addresses again. Nearly done now, but I so wish I was still on leave
today. They'd just have kept it til I got back though.

I got to say, the normal clothes did something I never expected (or maybe its another command I don't remember). It made my bladder an erogenus zone, so every time I feel the need to wee, it feels as good as if somebody's stroking my clit. I'm only working for half an hour, an hour and I can hardly concentrate until I go, and sometimes weeing makes me orgasm too. I hope nobody noticed just how often I was taking bathroom breaks.

I didn't get my lunch until after 2, by which time I was starved. Jenny came too, so I could have a little chat. I think she had a normal lunch break already, so was just keeping me company in the butty shop so she could get out of some work. I gave her a copy of the email slave CD, she said she might find it a bit interesting. She's the life of the party, so she probably knows some friends who'd try something like that for a laugh.

Afternoon, and I'm calling up customers that I couldn't find the addresses for. Another nightmare shift, but I think I got everything back in line by the end of the day. I was too knackered to walk back, and I'd left my bike at home, so I decided to take the bus. Just as I got on, I felt the breathless tingle that said my bladder was full. Or at least, full enough to notice; no doubt I could make this last at least a couple of hours as it got more intense, if I hadn't been at work and needed my concentration. I laughed a little at the feeling, smiling broadly. It got a bit more intense, and I closed my eyes, letting myself absorb the feeling in my whole body, head rolling back and toes curling.

If I was looking forward to this every day, then no amount of hell at work would ever bother me. But still, it was an awful relief to be out of that place. And then I realised the downside, I'd just relieved myself without even noticing. Well, if I was lucky the bus driver wouldn't notice. I was blushing terribly, though, feeling so hot and my heart racing. And these days, blushing just seems to make me grin like an idiot, and my heart's racing with excitement as I wonder who saw me wet myself.

There, I said it without being forced to. It took a while, but I did it. Weird, but after a lifetime of wanting to feel somebody make me wee in my pants, and nearly a week of doing it several times every day, I finally plucked up the courage to say it: I wet myself.

Once I was home, I quickly put my laptop on and checked email. I was surprised not to see any new commands there, so I went to prepare dinner. It was while I was lifting the pie out of the oven that I looked down and saw I had 4 breasts. I know now it was just what someone had commanded me to see, but for a while it was an interesting anomaly. I didn't even wonder how, or why. I just emailed a friend to let him know.

Then I heard from somebody on Google Talk, she feels she can't play with me any more. I'd promised myself I wasn't going to get involved with anyone, wasn't going to let myself be disappointed any more. If I never finish a session expecting more, then every time I play its as much surprise as the first time somebody sends me an mail command, and I'll never be disappointed if they don't take me again. But ... I was still disappointed. For somebody who can make me feel comfortable as a child, and play without having to involve sex in everything, maybe I should have changed my mind and tried to let her into my heart. I wanted to say that I could change, that I can deal with growing to adore somebody now, but I don't know if I could.

I sent an email to Angel asking for a copy of her email, and read it. If I'd read it in its original context, I'd probably be a happier little girl. I was starting to feel all melancholy now, so I picked up my pendant as something to make me feel good. That worked, as soon as I put it on I was cheerful again, although I ended up getting chicken and asparagus pie all down the front of my shirt. That pendant does seem to make me feel a little clumsier than usual. As I put it on, I noticed I'd got 6 nipples, but I din't think to question that either. I was too hungry to ask him why right them.

After dinner I installed a gmail, so I can get logs of what I talk about on google talk. But it changed my address, I can't chat using the other one any more, so I think some of my hypno-friends don't recognise me.

I'm going to bed now, its been a long day and draining in a lot of ways. And with everything else, I think I really do need to think again about what I'm looking for out of life.
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What I want

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Postby werepuppy » July 18th, 2009, 3:12 pm

And my email for what happened today. I'd rather write everything up nicely if anybody's nterested but I took so long to do this, I'm too tired and I can't stop shaking right now, I don't feel so good. So here's the email I sent Wulf again.

What happened today

This morning was nice. Waking up in bed, feeling all comfortable and innocent. Its saturday, I don't need to work, and don't need to do anything really. Well, until I took the pendant off and started coming up with crazy plans. See, one of my first thoughts was I wonder if Jenny listned to that CD yet. Did I tell you I gave her a copy yesterday? I should of done. I was thinking maybe I should email her. Something like "You will tell me if you listened to the CD", half jokey, to start off with. Make it seem like fun.

Then when I got up, I flicked on the laptop to see if she's written me. You're online, and we chat for a bit. I'm being a very giggly little girl, doing silly things like making a big jam smiley in my porridge. Its great being able to be so excited and proud of such little things. Wulf told me to take off my pendant while I ate, which is probably good, because I seem to spill things a lot when I'm being little. But just for a few minutes, I was still kinda comfortable, and I put it back on staight away. Soon after breakfast, I was still sitting at the kitchen table, and you made me wee. It was embarrassing, humiliating, all the usual things. But now it seems a bit different, its like I'm really a little girl, so it doesn't matter any more. Best of both worlds, I guess, the thrill of misbehaving without any guilt.

After that I went off shopping. The outfit took a bit of deciding on, but I eventually settled for carrying on with my pyjamas and see if anybody notices. I tied a scarf thing around my waist, and added some orange ears (on a headband) and tail (4', foam rubber core, clip on). I wondered if anybody would notice this wasn't real clothes ... I doubt it, its rough silk fabric and it kind of matches my pink handbag. I thought I should try and get some nappies so I'm not in so much trouble whenever somebody emails me and makes me wee on myself. But in the end I was too embarrassed to look. The pharmacy in Keele has a big selection of absorbent pants but I wasn't sure what's best out of all those types, and I don't want to ask when there's other people around, and there always is. I wondered a bit about something more in theme with the little-kid dresses. I'm pretty small, wondering if big size baby nappies might actually be big enough. I'm definately too embarrassed to ask about that. So I did the rest of the grocery shopping and went home. Got myself a dummy, though :) If being little is so much fun, I might as well find out just how young I can enjoy being. Had a thought while I was out, though; yesterday I think we agreed not to play any more because somebody I like wasn't ready to deal with my whole "not hoping for another try" thing. She'd sent me an email that said I'd be obsessed with her among other things, when it got rejected (by Angel, before it got to me) she'd been a bit upset I think.

When I got home, I asked Angel to tell me what's in that email. And I thought about it, and realised there's nothing really bad there, just stuff I'm not reay to deal with. But she gave me so much fun, the pendant and the being little and everything. And more than anything else, she never tried to make me feel helpless or weak. That can be excitig, but I think for the person who made me feel comfortable and safe and protected, I might actually not mind knowing that what I feel now will continue. But to just never have rad an entire email, most of it designed to make me happy, just isn't fair. I asked Angel to send it to me, let it through anyway. He said my in-head safeties would throw it out, so I asked him to get it past those. It was half an hour later the email got here at last, it'd taken like a whole day, and 10 minutes later I didn't remember any of what was in it. Mybe that sounds like a dramatic gesture, trying to show I'm serious or something. But I really didn't think of it like that. I just thought I wanted to read all she'd written for me, I owed her that much at least, even if she never knows. I'm still watching Otogi Jushi Akazukin while I make some lunch. I put together a massive salad bowl, and put out a variety of salami, chorizo, tongue, spam, fried spam, couple of boiled eggs left from a midnight snack, pickles, and all sorts. But every time I sit down to eat, I remember something else that kind of buffet needs. You know how it is.

Then, just when I put the pickles down and buttered some bread, I had an idea. An idea to see if Jenn is listening to this CD, without being too risky she'll find out hat I'm into. I sent my first email slave email: "Come shopping with me after work. It'll be fun, you'll enjoy it. You won't think I'm weird because of what I want." I figure if it works, I can get her to help me buy the stuff I'm ashamed about. She's a real ladette, brash and direct, so if anyone asks anything they'll just assume its a practical joke. And if I tell her I need the nappies because somebody used my email slave to make me dress like a baby, she'll laugh like hell, but only take the piss like she would for somebody who got pissed and puked on their pants. I can take some ribbing if its just a joke. While I was sending that I got another email, but I can't remember what it says. All my fans know, so I don't need to I know I had to post it on the forum, but every time I go back to read it it just gets stronger and I still don't know. I went back to the kitchen, sat down, and noticed a flashing thing on my laptop. Somebody sent me a message. I wondered whether to just leave it, or say "I'm on lunch, back soon". Of course if its somebody who had hypnosis over me, once I'd looked at that message I might not be able to go have lunch. But still, got to be polite. I went into the lounge, stopped for a moment to enjoy the feel of the thick carpet under my feet, pushing up around my toes. Its lovely, something I really miss at dad's house. Clicked on the messenger and its Her. Angel must of told her I read that email, and she wants to play again.

She talked about stroking my feet, and it turned me on so much. I don't know what She said but it felt like everything She typed, She was doing for real, and every touch was driving me wild, and then I was touching Her feet too and I was so horny I couldn't help myself, rubbing myself off through the silky fabric of my pyjamas and suddenly I had to ask permission to cum. She made me feel so good, but it was so humiliating, and I don't know if I want it or not. It seemed like it lasted forever, but it was all over too quick, and Jenn came round to help me shop. I don't know if she listened to the CD or not, but she said she did and she wasn't too shocked by me. I said somebody on the email slave had told me to dress up like a baby, and she thought it was kind of funny. She said that the XL size pull-ups will fit me, and then she got me a balloon that somebody was giving out to advertise something or other, I'm not sure really, I was already wearing my pendant ring by then, and just enjoyed being pulled round all the shops holding a balloon and looking at all the bright colours. Jenn put a ribbon in my hair and laughed at how cute I look as a baby, and then we went to the arcade and I ended up buying a load of frilly dresses and really cute clothes, I should have thought more about what I can afford but it was just like I was a real little kid, mummy mking all the decisions while I just tried things on and everything was a blur.

When I got back I started writing this email, but it already took me more than 4 hours, I haven't got a minute without somebody trying to talk to me or the council phoning about some problem with my taxes or something. Then somebody asked for photos, well, didn't ask but made me think she was going to. I said I didn't want to and She was like do I just want to be pushed, and I was getting scared. I didn't know what to write, bcause I knew if she just told me to send Her pictures I would, and if I did that then I wouldn't be talking to the person I thought I knew. I just panicked and pulled the plug. I know she probably wouldn't have made me, but she could so easily, and I'm scared. I should put Google back on and tak again, but I don't kno what I should say. I'm just too weak.

So ... day of ups and downs. I know there's more that happened that I should post, but I can't remember it now. I feel so shaken up.
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Postby werepuppy » July 19th, 2009, 1:28 pm

And my email for what happened today. I'd rather write everything up nicely if anybody's nterested but I took so long to do this, I'm too tired and I can't stop shaking right now, I don't feel so good. So here's the email I sent Wulf again.

What happened today

This morning was nice. Waking up in bed, feeling all comfortable and innocent. Its saturday, I don't need to work, and don't need to do anything really. Well, until I took the pendant off and started coming up with crazy plans. See, one of my first thoughts was I wonder if Jenny listned to that CD yet. Did I tell you I gave her a copy yesterday? I should of done. I was thinking maybe I should email her. Something like "You will tell me if you listened to the CD", half jokey, to start off with. Make it seem like fun.

Then when I got up, I flicked on the laptop to see if she's written me. You're online, and we chat for a bit. I'm being a very giggly little girl, doing silly things like making a big jam smiley in my porridge. Its great being able to be so excited and proud of such little things. Wulf told me to take off my pendant while I ate, which is probably good, because I seem to spill things a lot when I'm being little. But just for a few minutes, I was still kinda comfortable, and I put it back on staight away. Soon after breakfast, I was still sitting at the kitchen table, and you made me wee. It was embarrassing, humiliating, all the usual things. But now it seems a bit different, its like I'm really a little girl, so it doesn't matter any more. Best of both worlds, I guess, the thrill of misbehaving without any guilt.

After that I went off shopping. The outfit took a bit of deciding on, but I eventually settled for carrying on with my pyjamas and see if anybody notices. I tied a scarf thing around my waist, and added some orange ears (on a headband) and tail (4', foam rubber core, clip on). I wondered if anybody would notice this wasn't real clothes ... I doubt it, its rough silk fabric and it kind of matches my pink handbag. I thought I should try and get some nappies so I'm not in so much trouble whenever somebody emails me and makes me wee on myself. But in the end I was too embarrassed to look. The pharmacy in Keele has a big selection of absorbent pants but I wasn't sure what's best out of all those types, and I don't want to ask when there's other people around, and there always is. I wondered a bit about something more in theme with the little-kid dresses. I'm pretty small, wondering if big size baby nappies might actually be big enough. I'm definately too embarrassed to ask about that. So I did the rest of the grocery shopping and went home. Got myself a dummy, though :) If being little is so much fun, I might as well find out just how young I can enjoy being. Had a thought while I was out, though; yesterday I think we agreed not to play any more because somebody I like wasn't ready to deal with my whole "not hoping for another try" thing. She'd sent me an email that said I'd be obsessed with her among other things, when it got rejected (by Angel, before it got to me) she'd been a bit upset I think.

When I got home, I asked Angel to tell me what's in that email. And I thought about it, and realised there's nothing really bad there, just stuff I'm not reay to deal with. But she gave me so much fun, the pendant and the being little and everything. And more than anything else, she never tried to make me feel helpless or weak. That can be excitig, but I think for the person who made me feel comfortable and safe and protected, I might actually not mind knowing that what I feel now will continue. But to just never have rad an entire email, most of it designed to make me happy, just isn't fair. I asked Angel to send it to me, let it through anyway. He said my in-head safeties would throw it out, so I asked him to get it past those. It was half an hour later the email got here at last, it'd taken like a whole day, and 10 minutes later I didn't remember any of what was in it. Mybe that sounds like a dramatic gesture, trying to show I'm serious or something. But I really didn't think of it like that. I just thought I wanted to read all she'd written for me, I owed her that much at least, even if she never knows. I'm still watching Otogi Jushi Akazukin while I make some lunch. I put together a massive salad bowl, and put out a variety of salami, chorizo, tongue, spam, fried spam, couple of boiled eggs left from a midnight snack, pickles, and all sorts. But every time I sit down to eat, I remember something else that kind of buffet needs. You know how it is.

Then, just when I put the pickles down and buttered some bread, I had an idea. An idea to see if Jenn is listening to this CD, without being too risky she'll find out hat I'm into. I sent my first email slave email: "Come shopping with me after work. It'll be fun, you'll enjoy it. You won't think I'm weird because of what I want." I figure if it works, I can get her to help me buy the stuff I'm ashamed about. She's a real ladette, brash and direct, so if anyone asks anything they'll just assume its a practical joke. And if I tell her I need the nappies because somebody used my email slave to make me dress like a baby, she'll laugh like hell, but only take the piss like she would for somebody who got pissed and puked on their pants. I can take some ribbing if its just a joke. While I was sending that I got another email, but I can't remember what it says. All my fans know, so I don't need to I know I had to post it on the forum, but every time I go back to read it it just gets stronger and I still don't know. I went back to the kitchen, sat down, and noticed a flashing thing on my laptop. Somebody sent me a message. I wondered whether to just leave it, or say "I'm on lunch, back soon". Of course if its somebody who had hypnosis over me, once I'd looked at that message I might not be able to go have lunch. But still, got to be polite. I went into the lounge, stopped for a moment to enjoy the feel of the thick carpet under my feet, pushing up around my toes. Its lovely, something I really miss at dad's house. Clicked on the messenger and its Her. Angel must of told her I read that email, and she wants to play again.

She talked about stroking my feet, and it turned me on so much. I don't know what She said but it felt like everything She typed, She was doing for real, and every touch was driving me wild, and then I was touching Her feet too and I was so horny I couldn't help myself, rubbing myself off through the silky fabric of my pyjamas and suddenly I had to ask permission to cum. She made me feel so good, but it was so humiliating, and I don't know if I want it or not. It seemed like it lasted forever, but it was all over too quick, and Jenn came round to help me shop. I don't know if she listened to the CD or not, but she said she did and she wasn't too shocked by me. I said somebody on the email slave had told me to dress up like a baby, and she thought it was kind of funny. She said that the XL size pull-ups will fit me, and then she got me a balloon that somebody was giving out to advertise something or other, I'm not sure really, I was already wearing my pendant ring by then, and just enjoyed being pulled round all the shops holding a balloon and looking at all the bright colours. Jenn put a ribbon in my hair and laughed at how cute I look as a baby, and then we went to the arcade and I ended up buying a load of frilly dresses and really cute clothes, I should have thought more about what I can afford but it was just like I was a real little kid, mummy mking all the decisions while I just tried things on and everything was a blur.

When I got back I started writing this email, but it already took me more than 4 hours, I haven't got a minute without somebody trying to talk to me or the council phoning about some problem with my taxes or something. Then somebody asked for photos, well, didn't ask but made me think she was going to. I said I didn't want to and She was like do I just want to be pushed, and I was getting scared. I didn't know what to write, bcause I knew if she just told me to send Her pictures I would, and if I did that then I wouldn't be talking to the person I thought I knew. I just panicked and pulled the plug. I know she probably wouldn't have made me, but she could so easily, and I'm scared. I should put Google back on and tak again, but I don't kno what I should say. I'm just too weak.

So ... day of ups and downs. I know there's more that happened that I should post, but I can't remember it now. I feel so shaken up.
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Postby werepuppy » July 19th, 2009, 6:11 pm

Spent the morning trying to clear out my head, removing any too-aggressive suggestions and blocking ways people might try to take advantage. Most importantly, making sure I can't be made to give Jenn's email address out to anyone else who'll try to make her into a non-consensual slave or give her a fetish she never asked for.

The afternoon was good, just resting and feeling all childlike and protected.

But I don't think I can keep doing this. Every time somebody finds a way to make me happy, I find a way to screw it up. People are doing such wonderful exciting things to me and I can't figure out how to enjoy it. You gave me exactly what I wanted more than anything in the world, and I loved you, and then you made it better and I don't know how to feel. I'm just some sick freak who doesn't deserve so much kindness.

Andrew sent me an option, and I really have to think about it now.

Thankyou
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Postby werepuppy » July 20th, 2009, 3:33 pm

Must rite how I felt today, even though no new commands. At least this command helps me get it out.

I can't cope with this feeling. I've been sitting in the kitchen all day, wetting myself uncontrollably, realising just how helpless and worthless I am. I can't even wear the absorbent clothes I bought the other day, because then I'm not allowed to clean myself up. This afternoon it seems hopeless, I gave up with the mop now. Only need it again in an hour. I know I must do what I am told, and I must enjoy those instructions, and I can't. I tried everything I can think of and I can't find any way to feel good about this feeling, and its like tearing me in half that I can't obey when you told me to love your commands. I can't even tell anybody how it feels to be so helpless like that, not allowed to ask for it to stop. So last night, and today, there's nothing I can do about it.

Angel sent me a message, if I can't cope I can listen to this file, deprogramall, and I don't have to feel bad about it. I don't want to let everybody down who did so many nice things but I just can't cope with being so helpless, I don't know why I'm allowd to do this but I think I can, so I'm starting listening now. Hopefully I can go to work in the morning.
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Postby demigraff » July 28th, 2009, 2:22 pm

Just in case anyone was following this thread but hasn't noticed the move ... this little Werepuppy listened to Deprogramall 3 times, then went straight back to a daily dose of email slave.

Since the restart, she has stopped posting in this forum, and started posting a journal instead. The address is [url]http://www.warpmymind.com/modules.php?name=Journal&file=search&bywhat=aid&exact=1&forwhat=werepuppy[/url].

Also note that she's got a standing instruction to post the results of all emails to the journal. You don't need to spend half of every email telling her to post. Also, all suggestions will wear off within 3 days (or sooner), except ones that make her do a series of different things. (She likes surprises, so has little interest in a file that makes her experience or do something constantly or every day.)
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