BigFatBoysWorld

When your father had to fly away for work, he decided you would stay at his longtime friend’s house. At first, you thought it was a bit weird, but you knew the man, and your father promised you’ll be in good hands.

You couldn’t have imagined that in a few weeks from then, you’ll call that man “Uncle”.

First, came the PJ and the early bedtimes. Then, you were forbidden to watch any television and only allowed to play with toys. You started to protest, but your new Uncle knew how to correct your behavior. After a long and firm spanking, he diapered you, put a pacifier in your mouth, and asked if you understood your new role in the house.  You could only nod “Yes”.

Last evening, while you laid down, you heard your new uncle speaking to your father over the phone. Your father is not coming back for another few weeks. They hung up. Just before you fell asleep, you heard Uncle making another call, about a delivery.

The next day, while you played over the floor, a package had arrived. It was a stock of huge thick diapers, thicker than before.

You were shocked and almost dropped your pacifier. Your Uncle wondered how the new diapers will look on his new nephew.

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I can’t get it up, I just can’t. No matter how I try or how long I try. It just stays soft and small, in my huge diaper.

Daddy forced diaper discipline for months now, maybe even a year. I’m bound to my diaper prison 24/7. If in the beginning, I was enjoying this kink, now it’s all about daddy’s enjoyment. He loves putting me in enormous diapers so I can’t walk or even crawl. It’s all about him.

Sex is a thing of the past now. He doesn’t touch me anymore, he founds sexual pleasure with other men, but not with me. The only times he touches my peepee is when he’s changing my diaper. Sometimes when he does, he kisses me down there, saying “Awwww, it’s becoming smaller and smaller in time. It wasn’t big from the beginning and now look at it - cute as a button!” then he gives it a little kiss and flicks it with his fingers. Every time he does it I see my peepee less and less as a sex object. It became something in my diaper, something to smile at, to laugh at. Sexuality became foreign to me. I became a diaper boy, daddy’s diaper boy.

But then last night something happened, something clicked in my mind. It was two months since I thought about sex, or cumming. So I took a pillow, went down to the floor, and started to hump it. I tried and I tried, but nothing happened. My dick was small and soft and my mind was blank. Completely panicked I tried over and over, but I couldn’t get it hard. Daddy watched me from the other side of the room, understanding what was happening. He knew exactly what was going on. Finally, he got the impotent diaper boy he always wanted.

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5 year difference, although admittedly i wasnt trying to gain seriously for most of that lol, like 80lbs of that was just last year