Chapter 1

I didn’t know where I was. My eyes saw nothing but darkness and only silence met my ears. I could tell that I was on my hands and knees, but, despite not feeling any restraints, I could not move. I could only feel a strange bulky garment covering my dignity. Other than that I was naked as the day I was born. A weight on my head and face implied that somekind of visor covered my eyes and ears. I tried to move and yet no matter how hard I tried my limbs would not budge. The darkness continued for an uncountable amount of time, but soon I began to feel an ache in my bowels. I really needed to go to the bathroom. I held it in and continued wait. My suffering growing with every minute. Without warning, a voice spoke in my ear.

“Simulation Start. Obedience Training Program loaded. Subject vitals are stable. Begin Training.

Suddenly, light and sound erupted into being. A multicolor spiral consumed my vision while a soft whisper filled my ear.

The spiral was made of blues and greens and reds and orange. The longer I stared at it the more I saw. It just kept going and going. I don’t think it could ever end. I watched as it spun inward. Each color so brilliant. I couldn’t possibly look away.

 The spiral drew me in as time passed, and soon I began  to cease my thoughts. The whispering voice took the place of my own. I was vaguely aware that I had just shit myself and that the mess filled my garment. It felt good. It had been painful to hold it in. It was better to just let it go. To relieve myself in my garment. It was such a relief. The feeling of the shit was warm and arousing. My cock was leaking precum as it strained against the garment. My last thought was how I loved my diaper. Then I release another load into my diaper and my mind was wiped clean by a blissful orgasm.

The spiral was all I could see. The voice can think for me.

I am an obedient diaper dog. I live to obey. I fill my diaper like an obedient diaper dog. Filling my diaper is a sign of my obedience. I shit out my resistance. When I fill my diaper I am expelling my free will. I love the feeling of a full diaper. It fills me with happiness. I love the feeling of my shit causing my diaper to sag. I love the feeling of my shit being mushed against my ass. I love my diaper. I always want my diaper to be full. I am a dog. I walk on all fours. I pant like a dog. I eat like a dog. I drink like a dog. I feel like a dog. I think like a dog. I am a dog. I am Master’s dog. I belong to Master. I obey Master without question. I expel any thoughts of resistance into my diaper. I live to please Master. I am Master’s obedient diaper dog. I am a Good Boy. Whenever, Master calls me a Good Boy I am filled with pleasure. If my diaper is full and sagging, I become aroused by the strength of my obedience. The smell is so wonderful, that my doggy cock becomes complete stiff. If I relieve myself in front of Master, I orgasm because that is the greasiest pleasure I can experience. I hate empty diapers. I must fill my diaper as soon as possible. My diaper must be sagging. My diaper must be full. The scent of my obedience and shit must fill my nose. I am an obedient diaper dog. I live to obey. I fill my diaper like an obedient diaper dog. Filling my diaper is a sign of my obedience. I shit out my resistance. When I fill my diaper I am expelling my free will. I love the feeling of a full diaper. It fills me with happiness. I love the feeling of my shit causing my diaper to sag. I love the feeling of my shit being mushed against my ass. I love my diaper. I always want my diaper to be full. I am a dog. I walk on all fours. I pant like a dog. I eat like a dog. I drink like a dog. I feel like a dog. I think like a dog. I am a dog. I am Master’s dog. I belong to Master. I obey Master without question. I expel any thoughts of resistance into my diaper. I live to please Master. I am Master’s obedient diaper dog. I am a Good Boy. Whenever, Master calls me a Good Boy I am filled with pleasure. If my diaper is full and sagging, I become aroused by the strength of my obedience. The smell is so wonderful, that my doggy cock becomes complete stiff. If I relieve myself in front of Master, I orgasm because that is the greasiest pleasure I can experience. I hate empty diapers. I must fill my diaper as soon as possible. My diaper must be sagging. My diaper must be full. The scent of my obedience and shit must fill my nose...

I opened my eyes and immediately found myself in a dog crate. My crate. Turning back I found the garment that I now recognized as my diaper sagging behind me. My diaper was so beautiful. It was filled my shit and piss. The white design was covered in image of obedient diaper dogs, each with a large, sagging diaper and a panting grin. I smiled and painted as I looked upon it. I pushed once more and another wonderful load filled my diaper. Sitting down I reveled in how it squish and mushed again my rear. I am an Obedient Diaper Dog. My filled diaper is the symbol of my obedience. I heard distant footsteps and became excited. Master is coming. I love Master. I can’t wait to show him my diaper. He walked into the room and upon seeing my full and sagging diaper, he smiled.

“You are such a Good Boy, my Obedient Diaper Dog.