Well, Puppy had a fun journey home on the train, then a surprising fun bunch of emails when she got back. Hopefully now she'll be able to write them all now before she goes to bed. She tried writing earlier, but its easy to get distracted because a lot of its kind of exciting and embarrassing at the same time, and
oh damn, distracted already. She promised herself she wouldn't do what naughtyemailslave did and type the gasp every time she typed 'ass' and felt whatever that word caused. She could have just come back and carried on typing, and you'd never know she'd been away mid-journal. But she realised if she's supposed tobe detailing how she feels to obey, you should know whats happening to her. Now, for a few days, she's going to wet herself every time I see her blush. So far, that's when she dropped a big pile of DVDs in the dealer room last night, in her room while she was looking through the con photos online and I saw her underwear on show, and - oh yes, almost every time she writes in this journal.

Anyway, she woke up this morning hands chained to the bed. She didn't have a clue what was going on, just knew she felt so helpless. Had somebody from the site who was also at the con tricked her and come in to ravish her overnight? The thought made her so horny, so embarrassed, that she wet the bed without thinking. But as horny as she got, she couldn't do anything about it. She just had to wait, and struggle, until eventually the chains just vanished and she could get up at last.

she was saying goodbye to everybody and packing up this morning, ready to head to the station. She figured its a long train journey
... OK, another interruption. I can see I'm writing abnormally, and that's just going to get annoying. Sorry Dave, I can't do that any more.

So, I'm getting ready to go, I hate trains, so I should go to the ladies first. But somehow I got confused again, and walked into the lift instead. I didn't even notice, I just bent over and started to poo without even thinking. I didn't have time to finish, though, somebody else stopped the lift on the 2nd floor. First I thought how rude it was for somebody to press the button without waiting for me to finish, then as the doors started to open I suddenly realised what I'd done. I just ran out, mumbled something about some fat guy doing a really bad fart, and hoped Vincent wouldn't notice my jeans sagging at the back as I rushed away.

I got changed quickly, putting on another costume, but a fairly normal one for one of the guys from Honey X Honey I'd been making for a friend, so it can pass for normal. And I grabbed my bags and went down to the station. There was some guy already waiting there, we got chatting a little bit, and I hoped I wouldn't humiliate myself any more than dropping all my bags. I couldn't remember his name, though, I'd only aseen him in a Bleach costume.

He was nice enough to let me use his laptop while we wait, so I came on the chatroom here for a while. Then the train came, and after the obligatory delays I was home. I dont think I did anything weird, but I dont really know.

When I got home, I was surprised to see a pink box drawn on the floor in my lounge. It went up the wall around the fireplace, and over the coffee table, marking off a neat rectangle in the middle of the room, including one half of the sofa. I wondered what it means, and I walked up to it. But as soon as I came close, I knew I was about to do a wee in my pants. I didn't want to do that again without even trying to fight it, so I stopped mid-step and moved backwards. I said to myself that I'm a big girl, and I don't have to go potty in my pants anymore. So Id be able to think of a way round the pink line.

After I unpacked, I started trying to write this. But then there was a knock on the door, it was Jenny, and she said her date had gone badly or something. She asked to check email - I know now she'd got somebodies to send emails to both of us. After she'd checked, I read mine and I'd got one from Angel that I remember. I guess there must have been some more too, but I didn't realise right off. Something amde me blush, anyway, and she commented. when I realised she knew what was happening to me I must have been bright red, and I just wet myself instantly. It was so humiliating, but so hot at the same time.

She asked what else I'd been doing, and I told her about the pink line. I remember telling her I didn't want to go potty in my pants. We chatted a bit, trying to work it out together, and at least we got somewhere. I cant remember whose idea it was, but I took a closer look at the line, and it was just a load of pink sticky notes on the floor. I decided I should put a nappy on before coming closer, just in case touching them was enough to make me wee. With myself protected, I stood there and proudly said I'm a big girl who doesnt go potty in my panties. I was sure I could trick the line, and Jenny's presence made me feel extra safe. But she was grinning, something was wrong.

Maybe it was like that who's girls revenge. When I weed deliberately and I didn't even have to. That's the last time I could remember knowing I was going to do a wee. Jenny said I should try it then, so I stepped straight across the line. I felt my bladder suddenly full to bursting, but that's all. I only even knew I was about to go, I kept moving reassured by the presence of both Jenny and my nappy, and I didn't actually lose it. The line was still on the floor, but I didn't go potty in my panties, I'd won ^_^ I am a good girl, I didn't go potty in my panties, and Watcher 07 is going to reward me.

After the triumph, I wasn't sure what to do next. Then I looked back at the laptop, and saw an email from Dave. His are usually nice ones, the little girl things, so I wasn't worried about reading it when Jenn was there. It had been there a while, so I asked if she'd like to be a babysitter for a while, and she said OK.

Email from Dave cromwell

Next time you have an hour free and at home you will turn into a little girl of age 7-10 your choice. You will have no worries, no cares, just have fun as a little girl and loving all games, activities, and shows a little girl love. You will be pure and innocent. Once the hour is up you will feel refreshed and good like you took a nice vacation and return to normal.

I read Dave's email, and straight away found myself getting younger. I'd guess I was about 7 or 8. We spent an hour or so watching cartoons. Jenny said I should watch teletubbies, I said no cos that's for babies. She would of made me watch it anyway, but it wasn't on. I enjoyed being a little girl as much as always. I don't know what it is, but I always feel safe when Jenny's around, its like I can be an innocent little girl, and with her to protect me its even better because I don't need to keep any fragmet of my grownup mind around to work the TV or keep me safe or whatever else a little girl can't do. I hope we'll be able to always do this.

While I was watching something, she brought dinner. Shaped chicken pieces in breadcrumbs, with a big smiley face of ketchup in the middle of the plate, to dip them in. I didn't even notice she'd gone, I was so grossed in the TV. She ate hers quickly, while I kind of played with my food a bit. Then she took advantage of my distraction to borrow my laptop, check her email again. I was impressed. As an 8 year old, I thought that was so cool. Getting email is something grownups do in offices when they're important. I don't know if that's how an 8 year old these days really thinks, kind of doubt it, but I don't know. Email wasn't even invented when I was 8. So I was excited, and did my best cute girl begging until she let me look too.

Email from Angel

Werepuppy and Jenny, this is your new hypnofile.

You have both received 2 emails. Now, you are going to find that now, and any other time you receive emails for the email slave file, you will discover that you automatically check who the email is addressed to before you read it. If the email is addressed to both of you two, you will not read it. You will simply mark that email as if you hadn't read it yet.

You will be curious about what the emails will make you do, but you know you can only read them together. The next time you visit each other, you will want to find out if you both got the same email. You will ask "did you get a hypnofile from (the sender's name)?", as soon as you can. If you've both got the email, you will both read it and obey it right then. But you won't be able to ask about another email until the first is done, whether thats the same day or next time you meet up to play.

Jenny, if 'Heather' hasn't got the email you did, you can choose to ask her to check. You won't obey the email's orders, or even read it, unless you both got it.

If you already read any emails addressed to both of you, then unless you are both ready to ask each other about one and obey it, you will forget the contents of those emails and mark them as unread now. You will consciously forget them, and your subconscious will not obey.

Jean Heather, if Jenny is obeying one of those emails now, you will remind her to check her email and read this message first.

After I read some emails, I quickly became a big girl again. Maybe it was looking at the clock on the computer, made me realise its more than an hour or something. Or maybe it was Angel's email, I'm not sure. So we checked my email too, made sure he'd sent us both the same. And Jenn said had I read the one that Watcher07 sent us both yet, I hadn't, and suddenly I was really curious, I just had to read it. So we read it together, and then we went to her email and read it together again, feeling it getting even stronger. That was kind of weird, but it was good. What seems weird, though, I didn't even wonder what was in the email. Just reading it together made me so happy.

I went into the bedroom to get changed. I wasn't sure how old I was though. I wasn't a baby any more, I was a big girl who doesn't go potty in my panties. But I still had a babysitter, so I couldn't dress up in grownup clothes or I'd get in trouble. So i compremised, picked out my schoolgirl uniform.

Jenn was a babysitter when I got back. I didn't know if she changed clothes, or if its just some email making me see her dfferent. But it felt good. We watched some more TV, and gossiped about imaginary friends like we were both schoolgirls, her a few years older. That seemed to work, but I couldn't resist trying to impress her with how old I am. Every time we were watching TV, I tossed the remote down beside the TV. Then when we need to change te channel or volume, I'd go forward and bend over, making sure she can clearly see my ass in a pretty pink g-string, with the bulge of my thetoy surely visible I hoped.

Jenn noticed, I know she did. She asked if I got the panties from la senza, said they looks the same design as hers. She lifted up her skirt and let me see, her undies had a little embroidered butterfly on the back, the same. I felt I somehow had to outdo her, lifted my shirt up and showed her the matching bra. She said she hadn't even known there was a matching one, and could she see if the silk is as soft as the pants. For a minute I thought she was going to cup my boobs, and I felt myself start blushing. Before anything worse could happen, I unhooked the bra and made to hand it to her. As if that would make me any less embarrassed. She rubbed the soft material between two fingers for a couple of seconds, smiled, and almost whispered thankyou. While i was still working out the word, she reached forward and placed those fingers on my breast anyway. The blush didn't know where to stop, and my chest got pinker than the underwear anyway. I felt my bladder sphincter, I think thats what it's called, relax, but I was already empty. So for now, I could blush all I wanted.

It was almost surreal. She leaned closer, barely breathing the words but somehow I could hear. I can't remember exactly, but it was something like Look into my eyes, you naughty hypnotised teen slut. I looked, and she carried on talking. I was so surprised, it took me a minute to realise I wasn't going into trance, she was just talking dirty and telling me how obedient I felt. It was completely hollywoodnosis, but I didnt mind. It seemed like the naughtier I felt, the more I blushed, the more subby I was feeling. I didn't look away from her eyes, I didn't even realise she'd removed her own shirt until I felt her breasts against mine, I didn't even think of resisting as she ordered me to strip.

Well, I did think about it. But being hypnotised, controlled, was always my biggest fantasy. It was a little weird, doing this with my best friend, but once I realised this is my reward from Watcher007 for being a good girl, I just went along. I decided I was going to do whatever she said, and let myself enjoy it. She commanded me to strip, to pull off her blue butterfly with my teeth, to lick her out as she flicked the manual switch on my thetoy.

It didn't last long. Probably half an hour or something. But it was so great. Even not really controlled, I felt so helpless. I could easily imagine this scene being real.

As I was dressing again, with all the comments how I loved it and I wish it could happen again, I said something like I wished she could really command me and make me obey. She said I'm too cheeky and she can. She said she's going to make me go in my pants just to prove it, and I said her hypnosis isn't real and I didn't need a wee, I hadn't drunk anything since last time. She gave me a glass of water, grinning, and I downed it almost like a challenge. I'm not quite sure where that puts our relationship now. I said it'd take at laeast half an hour, I still don't need a wee, and she told me I needed a number 2 though.

As soon as she said it, I thought about that feeling and realised she was right. I'd been so preoccupied first with sex, and then trying to work out if I could manage to wee, hadn't even noticed how full my bowel was. I ran to the bathroom straight away, but even as I reached the door, I felt myself starting to go. I could feel it, soft and sticky and disgusting, squeezing out into the back of my clean knickers. I came back in shame, somehow feeling even more excited, and she showed just the sympathy I needed. She put me in a fresh nappy, and cooed and stroked my hair, calming me down so much. I was like a little baby, and I loved that too. Which age did I prefer? I still dont know, or know which one was the real me.

Then she asked if I read the other email from Whodoyacallit. Even as a baby, I could read it and she helped me on the big words. We had to play tag, and that sounded like so much fun. She tagged me first, but it took quite a while. Then as soon as she did, I knew this was a special game. Every time you get tagged, you have to wee yourself. So I let go and flooded my nappy, not sure if I was doing it deliberately or it just happened.

I taggeed Jenn back really quick, she just wasn't epecting it, she seemed distracted. I watched her pretty panties for the damp patch, somehow excited at making somebody else do it in her panties. but she didn't, and i felt cheated. I complained, and she said I hadn't either, that wearing a nappy when she wasn't is cheating, so she's going to change me and then we can both play fair next time. She layed me down on the floor and changed me, but instead of giving me a new nappy she pulled my pants up then tagged me before I could get up. This time I didn't think about the rules, I just emptied my bladder instantly.

Jenn just stood there, laughing at my helpessness (tht made me blush even more, and feel dirty and excited at the same time) and then trying to clean up her clothes where I must of splashed a bit. I could reach up and get her without even moving, but she cheated again and still didn't do a wee. I complained. A baby still, I felt I was close to crying when she took my fun away. And she said OK then, she'll do a wee in her knickers if we stop the game then. I said OK, and watched as she forced herself to pee. Obviously the email hadn't taken her control, and she'd had to do it to make me happy. It was so touching, I'd never have gone that far for somebody beforre I had hypnosis.

She changed me again, but soon after she had to go. Just as she went to go, she bent over and picked something up. she was waving her hand around a bit, I think she couldn't see. But she grabbed one of the pink notes from where she knew they were. Then she handed it to me. It said "good girl (push)". I felt so good knowing I'm a good girl, and a little happy tingling tickle feeling from my bum to let me know i'm doing the right thing, and feeling protected in a nappy and safe with Jenn here, it was perfect moment. Then she had to go, so she left me to clean up.

I know those pink notes are all still there, so I'm not sure what to do. I beat them once, but maybe there's another challenge. If nothing else happens, maybe i have to pick them up and take them away myself before I win. I won't go potty in my panties, though.

All in, its been a wonderful day. Thne I settled down to write this, and it took a while. Occasionally I took a break to pick up some notes from that line, but not all of them yet. Sometimes blushed too, but I'm still wearing a nappy so it doesnt matter as much once i realised I can just ignore it. Now, every time its just a little reminder how much Angel can trick me.

I was nearly finished, just about to do a final re-read like Jenn said I should. I felt like my nappy was a bit full, like I'd somehow been tricked into pooing and not knowing about it, so I thought i should go and do a proper poo, amke sure I'm empty before bed. I went to the bathroom, and then I couldn't move. I struggled, but it was like I'm chained up all over, I couldn't move at all. Straight away i remembered the email, or some of it, and i kne the only way I'm allowed to move is if I completely fill my nappy. I thought it might be a trick like that revenge email, but it didnt even change, I couldn't do anything else. In the end, I just tried to imagine I'm on the loo, and pushed. i couldn't bring myself to do it. I tried again, and again. In the end, I tried every trick I could thing of. I imagined Jenn's face as she said those words, telling me I need to do a number 2. The second I heard her in my minds eye, I didn't have to force myself. It just squeezed out of me into my nappy, a full load this time, and I was helpless to stop it. And once it was done, I could go to change myself.

No trick this time. But I can't help thinking, that's a lot more pleasant when Jenn's doing it.

Here are the other emails I was obeying that I cant remember when I read them.
Email from Watcher 07

The commands I am about to give you will be what you MUST DO because you know that obeying my files makes you feel so wonderful. You MUST DO what I tell you to do and you must forget the contents of this email, while obeying it eagerly and precisely.

This file will go into effect when you have returned home from the convention. When you have some time to spare and feel in for a challenge - and you will - something unusual will strike you. There seems to be a pink line on the floor of your appartement, separating some little part of your place from the rest. It will be not an important part, but there will be something weird about that line. As soon as you try to step over the line, you will feel something happening. You will try cautiously at first, because you can already feel that stepping over the line will do something to you. As soon as you carefully try to cross that line, you will feel feel like you are about to wet yourself. You will be able to pull back and thereby stop yourself from peeing instantly, but it will feel like you barely made it. You will feel proud for having stopped before wetting yourself.

As a measure of precaution, you will decide to put on a nappy before further exploring the pink line. It doesn't matter if you still have nappies or not, because you will suddenly feel like you just did put them on. You will think that you already did it, even though you are just wearing your normal pants and panties, but you will feel the nappies fitting snugly and you will feel safe and protected, knowing that nothing too bad can happen, no matter what.

When you're done protecting yourself, you will feel determined to trick that line. You will feel like this is a challenge you have to face. You will need to prove that you are a big girl who does not go potty in her panties. Looking at the pink line, you will swear to yourself that you will not go potty in your panties. You will say it loudly and you will also write in your journal that you are a big girl who does not go potty in her panties.

You will know that if you can make it and avoid going potty in your panties, you will be rewarded by the next file for being a good girl. Otherwise, you will be punished for being a naughty girl. Thus, you will try really hard to trick the pink line.

Suddenly, when you are staring at the line, you will realize what it is made of. You will see that the line consists entirely of those little pink cards. Of course that will mean that you can easily make the pink line go away without having to step over it and wetting yourself from it. You will realize that you just have to pick up all the pink cards and when you are done, you will have tricked the pink line. You will feel so wonderfully proud of having figured that out that once again, you will say to yourself that you are a big girl who does not go potty in her panties.

Then you will start picking up all the cards. Each of them will read "Good girl (push!)" and like before, you will feel so wonderful about reading the words "good girl" that you will not realize what the "push" part does to you. But your subconscious mind will know and without you realizing what is happening, each time you read one of the cards, your bowel muscles will contract a little and you will push out a little bit of your poo into your panties. You will stay completely oblivious of it while picking up the cards, because picking them up and thereby tricking the pink line makes you feel so wonderfully proud. You will vaguely feel that whatever you are doing in your panties makes you feel good and your bum tingle, but you will not understand why.

After you picked up the last card, you will again proudly state that you are a big girl who does not go potty in your panties. Then, you will want to use the bathroom to pee, thereby proving that you have successfully avoided going potty in your panties. You will proudly pose before the bathrrom mirror, admiring your big girl physique and smiling proudly at yourself. Still, you will be utterly oblivious of what you did in your panties. You will feel so overwhelmingly proud of having succeeded that when you sit on the toilet, you will forget to pull down your pants and undies. You will just sit down and eagerly empty your bladder, feeling victorious.

When you are done peeing, you will finally come to realize what you have done.

You will write and tell me in your journal if you have managed to avoid going potty in your panties and wether you deserve to be rewarded or punished for what you did. Should you have succeeded, you will feel nice and proud, deserving a reward. Should you have failed, you willfeel dirty and ashamed, but of course you will enjoy that, deserving punishment - which of course you will also enjoy.

You will read this email twice and it will go into effect immidiately when it is safe. You know you want to obey it and you will do so very eagerly. This file will make you feel so wonderful, no matter how it works out.

Email from Erik Fiddler

For the next 24 hours you will only be able to speak in third person. Even if you type something up it would be in third person. Also the more people around you the more clumsy you become. You will be completely unaware of all of this. If somebody points it out to you then you will forget what the person was even talking about it right away. You will not remember receving this email until the full 24 hours passed by.

Email including Jenn from Watcher 07

As you read this you realize that you MUST DO what I am telling you to do. You are both eagerly awaiting instructions and you shall get some. You are so desperate to receive something that you will not think about what I make you do, nor will you be able to remember what it is. It is just something that you MUST DO with no doubt about it whatsoever.

You both have some kind of relationship between each other but you are not yet entirely sure what that is. Maybe this will help you work it out.

As soon as you finished reading this email you will both dress in a way that you find appropriate at that point. The effects of this file will last until you are both on your own again.

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Heather, this first part is for you. Jenni, you will just skip it and go on to the next occurence of --- in this file

You will feel confused about what you want to be. You will want to please jenni but you will be unsure of how to achieve it. You will perceive yourself as a girl of some age, but you will have a hard time figuring out how old you really are. You will start off as a teenager and you will want to impress jenni by behaving slutty and showing off your body, but making it seem accidental. If jenni disapproves of it you will feel guilty and blush very hotly about having behaved like a slut. If she encourages that behavior, you will feel so turned on by it that you can not resist putting on a show for her, behaving even sluttier, showing off the goods and feeling wonderful about it.

Should you happen to wet yourself during, you will realize that you are actually just a little girl and you will regress to a little girl that needs to wear diapers. You will feel incredibly innocent when you have put on diapers, completely forgetting the shame of behaving slutty.

Whenever jenni tells you that you need to go, number one or number two, you will realize that you need to go pretty urgently. If you are still a teenage girl, you will have to make a dash to the loo, but you will forget to pull down your undies and go in them. If you are a little girl, you will instantly and helplessly go into your diapers.

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Jenni, this part is for you. Heather, you will skip this part and not read any further.

Your job is to figure out what kind of girl heather is. Is she still a little girl who needs diapers? Does she need a mommy? Or rather a babysitter? Or is she a teenage cocktease, does she need to learn some discipline?

You will have the power to make her need to go number one or number two by telling her that she needs to go. You can do it to make her use her diaper if she is wearing one. But you can also make her need the bathroom if she is not in a diaper, just to punish her if she displeases her. Or you can just do it for fun.

You will want to figure if you are a mommy, a babysitter, or really something else entirely.

Email from James Doscher

When fall asleep, you MUST DO the following, arms slowing rise to the top of the bed, and become handcuffed to the bed, when you wake up, you'll believe they are handcuffed to the bed, and you'll see the handcuffs

They be handcuffed for 15 minutes, during which you will become very horny

You'll be freed after the 15 minutes and reply back

Email including Jenn from Whodoyoucallit

MUST DO.
Jenny, you may have to tell Puppy which email to read so that this can have effect at the same time for both of you.
You will not know why, but the both of you will have an uncontrollable urge to play tag with one another.
At first this will seem like a normal game of tag, but you will quickly learn that it is not.
Each time you are tagged, you will immediately wet yourself, and become 'it'. Then you will chase down the person who tagged you to get revenge and make them wet.
The game will continue until each player has wet at least three times, and you have both become bored of playing. This means that if you are still having fun, you can continue to play to 5 times or 10 times, or more times, if you so desire.
You will not be allowed to go and change until you have completed the game, you must chase each other around while still wet.
When you have completed the game, you will both reply to me and tell me how much fun you had.

Email from Whodoyacallit HypnoGuy

MUST DO

You will not remember having read this email, or anything about what its effects will do to you.

The next time you need to go to the bathroom, you will enter the washroom as you normally would, believing everything is totally 100% normal, but as soon as you try to sit down, your body will freeze, just before you've taken your undies off.

Your whole body will lock up, totally unable to move, and you will at first be terrified for a moment, wondering what happened, why your body has frozen.

After a minute or so has passed, you'll realize you simply need to go to the bathroom, pee or poop, whichever you came to do, while standing there frozen in order to unfreeze yourself.

You will reply to this email once you have completed its suggestions and tell me how you felt standing there all frozen.