Sleep Like a Baby (Commission)

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‘Sleep Like a Baby - Guaranteed Success - Money Back’

“Sure, whatever,” Billie muttered, clicking on the ‘purchase’ button. Maggie had said that hypnosis ‘Really, definitely works, I promise!’, and Billie was out of ideas for her insomnia besides getting a prescription for horse tranquilizer. 

The instructions seemed simple, skimming over them. Put on headphones and listen for thirty minutes, then go to sleep immediately. The binaural audio would render her unconscious without even interacting with her conscious brain. Recommended use was for at least thirty days in a row, for the most comprehensive effects. 

She glanced at the clock. It was already 5:26 in the morning and she still wasn’t tired. 

“Well, I’ve got nothing to lose…” 

…

Her sleep wasn’t deep or lengthy, but it was sleep. It was a lot better than she’d expected, and the following evening, Billie was more than willing to try again. It was a little better that night, too. She got almost five consecutive hours before waking up. 

On the third night, she ran into a little hitch. When she woke up from her hypnotic slumber, feeling genuinely rested, the room smelled a little off and the mattress was more squelchy than usual. 

She blushed, trying to remember the last time this had happened. Not since she was a kid, certainly… 

Getting up, Billie stripped away the sheets, bundling them up for the wash. 

A thought drifted through her mind, seemingly out of nowhere. If this happens again, I’ll need to get some diapers. 

…

The incontinence section at her local pharmacy was surprisingly robust, and she found a pack of high capacity diapers that seemed like they’d do the trick. Her PJ bottoms didn’t really fit over them, but that was fine, she could sleep without them. 

When she woke up in the morning, she felt vindicated. The bed was completely dry, as her nighttime accident had been completely contained. She’d had more than eight hours of sleep, to boot, and she felt incredibly relaxed as she shuffled into the kitchen to make some breakfast before her morning shower. 

“If this keeps on working,” she thought, considering how rested she felt, “I might have to leave a good review…” 

…

A week later, Billie slept nine hours without stirring and woke up to the smell of something foul. 

It took her a few moments to locate what the smell was coming from. Getting out of bed, she looked around, sniffing at the air, only realizing from the squelch between her legs that it was coming from her diaper. 

Blushing, Billie waddled off to the shower. That sort of accident was unprecedented in her memory, and she would have been mortified if anyone found out. Cleaning up immediately was her priority, followed shortly by burying the messy diaper somewhere deep in the dumpster outside to hide her shame. 

…

Billie yawned widely, blinking a few times as she sat up. She felt great. A month of solid sleep had her feeling better than she had in her life. 

Rolling out of bed, she stretched her arms, waking herself up with a deep breath. Her room smelled of flowers and perfume, with only a little undercurrent of dirty diaper noticeable. 

She frowned. The air plug must be almost empty… I’ll replace it later. 

Shuffling out of the bedroom, she put some bread in the toaster poured a cup of coffee, more for the flavor than the energy. She didn’t need stimulants to be alert anymore. 

Once she’d finished munching on her light breakfast, she went to get changed. Stripping off her messy diaper, it got disposed of in the diaper pail she kept by the toilet, got into the shower, and rinsed off. 

She could get used to this sort of consistent sleep. The hypnosis file had said thirty days, so her use of it was up, but it was supposed to keep working indefinitely, and if she needed a refresher she could always listen again. 

Out of her bedtime diaper and into normal panties and day clothes, she texted Maggie. ‘Hey, this hypnosis you suggested works GREAT. Best sleep I’ve had in my entire life. Thank you so much! I’d really recommend it for anyone.’ 

Maggie responded quickly, making her phone buzz. ‘Glad to hear it! Where’s the link? I’ll give it a download right away.’ 

Pulling it up, Billie glanced at the description. She hadn’t noticed before, but the bottom of the ‘Sleep Like a Baby’ file read: WARNING: CURSE. 

“Huh,” she muttered, scrolling back up and copying the link. Sending it to Maggie, she said, “Here you go! I hope it works for you as well as it worked for me!”