It all began on your honeymoon night, three years ago. With promises of turning you into her simpering, sissy baby; your wife diapered and dressed you as a giant, baby girl before having you nurse from her supple breasts. It aroused feelings within you that you never knew you had, and lead you down the road you find yourself today.
For the last three years you have lived as little more than an infant; completely dependent on your wife and mommy for everything. She keeps you in only the silliest of baby dresses, chastity is enforced 24/7, you’ve been trained to only speak in a sissy-lisp, and most humiliating of all you’ve become completely diaper-dependent.
Anniversaries, though, are special occasions for for you and mommy. On anniversary nights your mommy puts your biggest butt-plug inside of you before putting your diaper on. Then, she’ll get her magic wand and rub your diapered and caged clitty as you’re forced to thank her for turning you into the little sissy that you’ve become.
Your mommy relishes in your sissy-squeals and pathetic squeaks as you writhe under her magic wand like a desperate, little whore. You grind your caged cock against the wand like her little bitch, and she giggles as you make girly-moans behind the oversized pacifier that fills your mouth.
You’ve been so sissified and infantilized you find it hard to get off without a diaper around your waist, a plug in your bottom, or a pacifier in your mouth; and your mommy loves every moment of it. She’s reduced you to nothing more than her baby girl. You wake up when she tells you, you go to sleep when she tells you, she picks out what you wear and what you eat, you’re told what to say, and she even controls when you orgasm.
You never could’ve imagined that three years ago would’ve been the start to your new life as a submissive, sissy, baby girl, but you wouldn’t have it any other way. As you climax through your cage and into your diaper you thank your mommy for what she’s turned you into, and while you continually spurt inside of your giant, purple diaper you couldn’t be happier knowing your mommy owns you.