Get back in the stroller, baby! Itâs time to continue our walk and I donât want you wandering off so please get your diapered tush back in here!
Oh dear I shouldâve known this would happen. Look I know you donât like going in the stroller but thatâs how it has to be. Youâre my baby now just like all the other little boys who get treated that way by their wives or should I say mommies. Either way youâre going to do what mommy tells you do you understand, babykins?
Donât take that tone with me, mister! If youâre going to be a fussy boy and start throwing a tantrum then why donât I pull you over my lap and spank your tush until itâs strawberry red right here and now! Although I donât think itâll be much of a surprise for most of the ladies out here since they get used to hubbies getting their bottoms spanked and changed out in public nowadays.
Oh you donât want that? Then get in here now before your bottom makes an acquaintance of mommyâs hand! Oh look all of the women nearby are already whispering to each other on how much of a naughty little boy youâve been. Why donât we give them a show with you over my knee?
Looks like thatâs what it finally took for you to obey me. Good now youâre all strapped in. Was that so hard? Now Iâve decided that youâre getting breastfed on a nearby bench and going straight down for a nap. Maybe thatâll make my Snookums less fussy.
Now that youâre no longer a gwumpy widdle guy all of the people walking by canât help but find you adorable! Donât you love all the attention youâre getting from women nowadays? You always did say you wanted to be noticed more and now itâs happening. Although most of the time itâs just a bunch of girls who want to pinch your cheeks and speak to you in adorable babytalk. Iâd say itâs a win for both of us.
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As you walked through the mall you wondered why your step-sister Maggie had reached out to you. There wasn't any bad blood between the two of you, you'd always gotten along with a few teenage spats here and there, but in the brief time you'd shared a house together you'd never grown close.
Still, Maggie was rarely in town these days, and it was nice that she'd reached out to schedule time in what you assumed was her very busy schedule. So during your lunch break you walked down to the opposite end of the mall to meet her for lunch.
You saw her seated as you walked up and waived. She waived an smiled back, nothing out of the ordinary still you felt as though something was off, not right. Maybe her hair had been a different shade of blue?
You shook off the feeling, or tried too at least, as you sat down and made your way through the perfunctory steps of a catching up conversation. Her trip down was fine, she was doing very well, you were doing ok, the city was exciting, your town hadn't really changed.
There was the first inevitable pause when Maggie looked intently at you and asked "I did want to ask, does anything look different about me?"
Of course not, you thought to yourself and were about to answer when that feeling came back, much stronger than before. Slowly an image of Maggie formed in your head. A women with short blue hair, acne scars, and a much smaller chest, that couldn't be right though, Maggie had been well endowed since-. The more you thought about it the more confused you were and simultaneous memories, one with the Maggie in front of you and the others with what you only could think of as the Old Maggie existed concurrently.
You eyes focused again on the current Maggie as she started to speak. "So you remember I'm finishing my PhD in Anthropology right?" You nodded, though you had thought she'd studied history and was still working on a Master's. "And that my fiance is a professor of Physics right?" Fiance? You blushed realizing that you didn't even remember Maggie and her partner had gotten engaged. "Well we've found our work overlapping. It turns out that several different are ways, or have been known ways throughout, to reverse wave function collapse of eigenstates to affect our material reality."
Maggie read the look on your face and continued. "We discovered magic that allows us to alter reality." Your expression didn't change and she continued "that's why you looked like you had a migraine when I asked about my appearance. You were able to remember me from a previous reality as well as our current one. We're still figuring out how memory is affected. So far it seems like you don't run into trouble unless someone really focuses on what specifically has been changed, my looks for instance."
You were wondering if Maggie had finally cracked, if the years of top academic achievement and the stress you assumed came with that had sent her to loony land. "What about your glasses then," was all you could think to ask.
Maggie giggled, "Cosmetic only, I fixed those too, but yeah we've only focused on small things, like our physical appearance, that mostly go unnoticed by everyone else, so it likely doesn't cause any problems. We can do a lot of good with this, and maybe have some fun too, so we wanted to try something a little more impactful."
You didn't like the way she'd said that last part. "What does that mean?"
"We're starting small but we're making some changes that are going to affect you, and I think and hope are going to beneficial."
"What kind of changes?" You heard the fear in your voice and blushed. Why were you scared of what was either a mental break or prank your step-sister was pulling?
Maggiie sighed and looked down. "Listen I know we were never close but we're still family and you know I care about you right?" You nodded. "So it's been really upsetting to see you, your, uh... you're failure to launch!"
You felt the back of your throat go dry and your neck get warm. "What do you mean? Listen I may not have gone off to some big name school but I'm doing fine!" Your voice cracked as you said it, you knew you were agitated but you just couldn't stop. "I've got a job, I go to school too you know, I pay rent, and and and I'm saving up for a car!"
Maggie gave you a pitying look that almost sent you running back to work, but your butt stayed planted.
"You've been saving up for that car since I got my bachelor's, you've been on rotation through every community college for almost a decade. You pay my mom $200 in rent to live in the basement and you occasional give her money for groceries, and your job..." Maggie grossed her arms and looked out at the mall "You work at the Plumb Savage for goodness sake! Do you remember what kids in school used to call that place?"
They still call it "the place where high school drop outs go to retire," you spit out. It wasn't an unfair assessment either. That stupid place had been a staple before you and your step sister set foot in that mall unsupervised. A 'hip' store that was forever at least six months behind the times, selling a mixture of clothes, tchotckes, and whatever other youth coded paraphernalia it needed to keep it afloat. Other mall employees joked that it's main purpose was to be a daycare for the teenagers that didn't have enough money for the rest of the mall while store employees said you either left after working there for the summer or you never left at all.
You mirrored Maggie's posture, arms across your chest and sunken sulking into your chair. "Fine! You're right, you got me. I've been treading water for years. I'm a loser, are you happy hearing that? Are you going to turn me into a doctor or frog now or something?" You were shaking as you spoke, trying not to cry."
"No, nothing like that. I am going to give you a chance to grow up though, or not if you want."
Looking at your successful sister made your skin crawl. You decided to get up to leave, only to find yourself unable to move. More alarming was it did feel like your skin was actually crawling. You looked down to see that your skin wasn't crawling, your jeans were. They crawled up your body and over your chest. You saw the sleeves of your shirt sprout a stars all over it and you felt the bottom of it crawl down towards your underwear. Your underwear, your eyes widened as you felt it thicken and expand, lifting you up in your seat.
Maggie looked at you, concerned and critical, as you transformed before her. You stared at her, mouth open and tears streaming silently down your face as you felt the changes slow.
"Everything ok over here?" You looked up to see your server with two trays. You recognized them! What were they going to say with you looking like this?
"Oh yeah, just some big feelings coming out, nothing that some lunch wont fix!" Maggie said cheerily as the trays were deposited before you both. "Ah right, a good meal does wonders for solving tantrums," your server said giving you a smile.
You looked down at your tray as they left, chicken tenders, a cup of apple slices, and what looked like milk in a sippy cup. "Eat up, you'll feel better I promise," Maggie said as she dug in to her much more adult meal.
"Wh-wha-why though?" you managed between bites.
"Well as a test, because it's both a big change and a small change. It's quite a heft to change reality so everyone sees you as you are now, but at the same time it's localized. Someday we might be able to stop all wars, save the whales, resurrect the dodo, but before all that we need to see how a few big changes, in a small but interconnected place can affect things." Her face softened as she looked at you nervously eating apple slices with both hands. "And all this, well just about the last time you were really happy was when you were last dressed liked this."
You felt your lip start to quiver as her words hit you. How was turning you into an adult toddler supposed to help you? "You made me a big dumb baby! I'm in diapers now." As if the word summoned it you felt your bladder cut loose and you flooded your diaper. "I go pee-pee!" You shouted.
Maggie grabbed your hand from across the table as your bladder emptied into your thickening padding. "It's ok baby, suck on your paci and I'll explain more." You looked down and saw the huge pacifier at the end of a ribbon attached to the strap of your shortalls. The bulb filled your mouth and the shield felt like it covered half your face. The relief was immediate as you began to suck. You calmed down and felt the wetness of your diaper, warm, squishy, and delightful.
"You're back to a state where you were happy and you barely left really." Maggie looked at you as your eyes closed slightly and you slumped into your seat, enjoying the sensations of a full tummy and squishy diaper. "Yes, your potty training took a major hit, as well as your emotional control, and a little of your coordination but your education is intact. You're still even enrolled in your courses too. You're just, for the moment at least, more matched with your maturity, and the world is matched with you. No strange looks are coming your way and if they do please tell me, like as soon as you can." You nodded lethargically.
"So you're a big adult baby now, or have been for a while, but you can still grow up, maybe getting a heavier dose of not growing up will make a change, and if it doesn't the world, or at least this town, is better equipped to treat you as you want to be treated."
You nodded as you sucked down the last of the milk in your sippy cup. "'En if I don't like it, you go change it back?"
"Yes," I'm pretty sure we can do that. Again, this is a bit bigger of a change but, well, these were bigger too and I changed them down." She said looking at her breasts. That got a giggle out of you.
Maggie stood up and came around the table. She offered one hand, then both, to help you stand up. "What now?" you asked.
"Now we go back!" Maggie chirped.
Go back where, you thought as Maggie took your hand and you waddle after her. You noticed no one was staring at you as she guided you back to the what you recognized as the direction towards the Plumb Savage. Only now the sign read Sugar Plumb Daycare. Outside of the former shop stood your manager, Pearl, looking much happier than you'd seen her.
"How did you enjoy lunch with your big sister, baby?" your former manager asked?
"Well enough once the food came," answered Maggie. "Now just a bit sleepy, and maybe in need of a change."
Pearl, started prodding the front of your diaper in the middle of the mall and leaned over to give your bottom a sniff. "Not wet enough, and with they way this once fills a diaper right after a meal I'm going to wait and save the staff the extra diaper change!"
Both you and your sister blushed at that. "Alright baby well lets get you back inside for a nap then, say bye bye to big sissy!"
"Bye bye big sissy," you lisped as you were led back into your daycare. Maybe the next time you saw Maggie you'd be out of diapers, out of this mall, and acting big like her, maybe not though.
I donât think I caught exactly what you said, sweetie. You said that you have a crush on me and that youâd like to go out with me? Aww thatâs so precious!
Oh Iâm sorry sweetheart oh no I didnât mean to laugh and hurt your feelings. Itâs just that I know your little secret. That you wear diapers and get treated like a baby at home. Thatâs why I canât see you as a boyfriend since youâre just a widdle bwaby in my eyes!
With the cute baffled look you on your face right now youâre probably wondering how I know about all this. Well thatâs because your mommy and daddy hired me as your babysitter. Since Iâm in most of your classes and have experience babysitting kids in my neighborhood your parents thought I would be the perfect girl for the job. I can take care of you at home and at school! Isnât that great, sweetie?
Oh no donât cry! Whatâs with all the tears, kiddo? Oh dear letâs get you out of the hallway so we donât start a scene. Take my hand, sweetie!
Awww were you worried that I was going to tell everyone in the school? I know I like to gossip but I wasnât going to tell anyone. Well except my friends already know but they wonât tell anyone. Actually they think youâre adorable and would like to hang out whenever I babysit you. So why donât you cheer up, silly billy! Think about it like this now weâll get to see a lot more of each other during the week. Not only that but youâll have a group of popular girls in your school doting on you!
Thatâs better no more tears and frowny faces. Youâre much cuter with that giggly smile Mwah. Since I start babysitting you today why donât I drive you home after classes end. I have a diaper bag with supplies in the car so why donât we get off to a good first start. If youâre good today Iâll drive you to get ice cream. How does that sound, baby?
After @mothergo0seâs coercion insistence, I freely decided to give Sunshine of Your Love a second part. So, here you are, everyone.
In your mind, you were a lion stalking his prey. Silent and dangerous.
Your eyes scan the room for any signs of movement, your finger on the trigger.
Ready.
With the seriousness of a warrior in the heat of battle, you put your finger to your lips as you pass Mommy sitting on the couch.
Mommy salutes her silly little soldier, enjoying every second of the scene unfolding before her. It was better than anything she could have imagined when she became your Mommy.
You were so lost in playtime, lost in your imagination, that you werenât a silly boy in nothing but a diaper playing Nerf guns with Daddy.
No, you were a soldier on the prowl.
Mommy had never seen anything so adorable in her entire life, especially when she spied the Nerf pistol tucked into the waistband of your diaper.
Everything happened all at once. The oven timer screeched, breaking the silence. You immediately spun around to find the source of the noise.
It was all Daddy needed.
The moment you turned around, Daddy jumped into the room, smiling deviously.
âWell, well, well,â Daddy boomed, âIf it isnât Billy the Kid, caught unawares. Put the guns on the ground and hands in the air and nobody needs to get hurt.â
Despite his sudden appearance, you stay calm. âOne of us does.â
You spin around as fast as you can, ready to shoot.
But Daddy was ready for it.
He fires before you even have a chance to aim. One, two, three, four, five bullets hit you in the chest.
âAhhh, you shot me!!" you scream in mock pain, pretending youâre hit.
âSo predictable,â Daddy drawls, pretending to blow smoke from the barrel of his gun.
He walks over to you, staring down as you âdieâ dramatically.
âWellâŚbye.â
âHow did you find me, Daddy?â you laugh as he tickles your tummy.
âWell, Mr. Crinklepants, youâre easy to hear walking around. Not to mention I can smell you from down the hall.â
Your cheeks flushâyou didnât even realize your diaper was messy.
âI hate to interrupt the fun, boys, but dinnerâs ready. Can you help him wash his hands?â
âSure thing, hun. Right after I get this stinker changed.â
âThat diaper looks like it can wait a few minutes. Câmon, his chicken nuggies are warm. Get âem while theyâre hot.â
Daddy helps you up. âLetâs just see what weâre dealing with first.â
You cringe as Daddy pulls the gun from your diaper and checks to see how big your poopoo was.
âAt ease, soldier. Damage report is minimal. Cleared for dinner.â
He takes your hand and helps you into your highchair. The mush in your diaper smushing as you sit.
Mommy pinches your cheek. âReady for some numnums, baby?â
You nod enthusiastically, seeing the dinosaur chicken nuggetsâyour favorite. But your excitement is short lived.
âEwie, no icky broccoli, Mommy!â
âSorry, kiddo,â Mommy insists, clasping a bib on you, âBabies need their veggies to stay healthy.â
âHmpff.â
âDonât you wanna be big and strong like me, buddy?â Daddy urged.
âMhm! Bu-but Daddy, broccoli icky yucky!â
âSays who?â he retorts, eating some broccoli off your tray, âI love broccoli!â
You look at him like he just ate a bug.
âCâmon, baby, show Mommy youâre brave like Daddy,â she pleads, holding some to your mouth.
âK-kayâŚâ
Mommy slides the broccoli into your mouth.
As gross as it was, seeing Daddyâs proud smile gives you the strength to chew and swallow.
Daddy tickles your tummy. âGood boy! Daddyâs brave, strong boy!â
Your feet wiggle with pride.
Mommy kisses your cheek. âThank you, baby! Wanna nuggie?â
By the time you finish dinner, you beam at the empty tray of broccoli, loving all the attention from Mommy and Daddy.
You even forgot about your poopy diaperâat least until a wave of cramps hit.
Neither Mommy nor Daddy showed the slightest hint of surprise as you clenched your hands and grunted.
The highchair felt oppressive, trapping you in. But that wasnât the worst part. No, it was how the highchair made you feel like you were on display for Mommy and Daddy.
âArenât you glad you waited, babe?â
Daddy nods, looking impressed. âHowâd you know?â
âMommies always know when her little one hasnât gotten all hims pushies out!â
âMgpgff,â you grunt, feeling the poopoo spread, unable to give it any room trapped in your seat.
Daddy grins. âWell, Mommy, maybe you donât know everything.â
âWhat are you talking about?â
âTake a look.â
Mommy follows his finger. Her smile immediately fades when she realizes whatâs happening.
âBabyâs first blowout,â Daddy laughs.
As you finally figure out what theyâre talking about, tears begin to well in your eyes.
âOh, baby, donât cry!â Mommy coos, âItâs not your fault!â
âI-IâŚS-sorry, M-mommy..â
âBuddy, weâre not mad! âDassy assures you, rubbing your back, âItâs not even that bad!â
âP-promise, Daddy?â
âPinky promise, buddy,â Daddy lies.
He slowly helps you out of the highchair, wrapping your diaper in a towel.
You turn to look at the damage, but Daddy pushes you forward. âCome on, lil stinker. Letâs get you changed.â
âHoney, look at him. Wipes arenât gonna cut it. That baby needs a bath.â
Daddy boops your nose. âYou hear that, buddy? Bathtime!â
âIâll run the bath once I finish up here, babe. Iâll meet you at our tub after you clean him up as best you can.â
You were surprised Daddy took you to your old bathroom, having not stepped foot in it since you went back to diapers.
âThe bathroom, Daddy?â
âBuddy, you have poopoo up your back, you canât lie on the changing table!â
âOhâŚâ
Daddy leads you into the shower. âTry not to move too much, buddy.â
He carefullyâever so carefullyâballed up the towel and ripped the tabs on your diaper, doing his best to avoid the poopoo.
âThere,â he said after what seemed like forever, âLetâs wipe you clean.â
Your hands covered your face in shame as you stood there, naked as the day you were born, as Daddy wiped in places you never expected.
Certainly not that high on your back.
âWe gotta get you some bigger diapers, buddy!â
âSorry, DaddyâŚâ
âIâm just teasing, bud! Blowouts come with the territory.â
Your hands instinctively reach to your princely parts as Daddyâs cold wipe touches it.
He laughs. âBuddy, Daddy needs to get you clean. Mommy canât be the only one to clean your little peepee. Besides, youâre a baby now. Itâs just a tinkle stick now. Nothing more.â
You whimper at the implication.
âBath is ready!â Mommy shouts.
Daddy uses one last wipe before deeming you ready for the bath. You grab his hand and he walks you to the master bathroom.
âAwww, thereâs my nakkie baby! Ready for a nice, warm bath cutie? I brought you some toys and bath markers!â
The bath was full of bubbles, but your eyes were on Mommy, who was in her bra and shorts.
You felt yourself get excited.
Mommy giggles when she realizes.
âS-sorry, Mommy. I-IâŚâ
âFor what, baby?â
âIâŚummmâŚ.â
âCome on, little one, letâs get you in the bath.â
Daddy helps you step into the bath. âDo you need me, babe? The game just started.â
âGo watch your game, Iâll be down after I put the baby to bed.â
Daddy kisses Mommy before turning to you. âNini little guy! Sleep tight!â
âNini Dada!â
Mommy boops your nose. âDada, huh! Youâre such a sweetie pie!â
âHehehe.â
Mommy gives you some toys to play with. She gets to work cleaning her baby.
âQuit splashing Mommyâs hair. I donât want to blow dry it tonight, baby.â
You gently lower your toy. âSorry.â
âItâs okay, you just got excited. Here, baby, why donât you color while Mommy cleans your tushie.â
Mommy grabs a washcloth and reaches in, cleaning your bum. When she finishes, she moves to your peepee.
You wince, knowing youâre still excited. But Mommy doesnât even acknowledge itâcleaning it like any other body part.
âIs baby enjoying his bath?â
âM-mhmâŚâ
âI can tell!â She says, winking at you. âDo you like being Mommyâs little baby? I think you do!â
âYes, Mommy!â
âYouâre so sweet. Mommy loves her baby!â
âI love Mama!â
She kisses your forehead. âTime to get you in a nice, thick Pamper, little one. Then itâs off to dreamland.â
She pulls you up and dries you off from top to bottom with a towel.
âOkay, MommyâŚâ
She smiles. âWhat? Is Mommy forgetting something? Whatever could it be?â
Unable to bring yourself to ask for it directly, you give her the best puppy eyes you can muster.
âNot the puppy dog eyes!â she pleads.
Still smiling, she leads her naked baby to the changing table. She hums as she slides a diaper on you and rubs baby powder into your prince parts.
The moment she sticks the last tape over your Little Kings diaper, she snaps her fingers.
âOhhh, I know whatâs got my little one so pouty! Did you think Mommy forgot your nini nummies?â
âHehehe Mommy!!!â
âYouâre such a silly baby! Do you think Iâd ever forget to give my baby his booby time?â
Your face turns a dark shade of red.
She blows a raspberry on your tummy. âMommy would never forget that!â
You laugh uncontrollably as she does it again.
âMommy, mommy, tickles!!!â
âWhat tickles? You mean this?â
She blows another raspberry.
Tinkle seeps into your diaper as you giggle.
By the time you catch your breath, Mommy is gone.
âWell, are you coming, baby?â
Mommy smiles at you from your crib, waiting for you to come suckle.
By the time you latch on, your eyes are impossible to hold open,
You donât hear Daddy yelling at the game. Or the shutter of Mommyâs camera.
You donât hear anything at all.
Nothing except Mommyâs voice, barely audible, as if she were across the room.
âSleep tight, little prince. Mommy loves you.â
Whatâs going on here little mister? Are we getting any work done or is it too hard for you, little man? Oh or maybe youâre filling your diapie in your little cubicle. Let me take a quick peek back there. Hmm it seems like your diaper is all clean so whatâs the hold up, sweetie?
Oh you donât want to do your work because itâs to babyish? Well of course it is because youâre the widdle bwaby of the office. While the others get to do their grown up work you get to match the cute little shapes with each other!
No sweetie, you canât do any grown up work. I had to make your work simpler after you started to forget how to do that simple math I had you do last week that even kindergartners could do. Honestly, a lot in this office lot has changed for you ever since I caught you wearing diapers in the office. After that I made you dress more appropriately for being the baby that you are and moved your cubicle near my desk so that I could tend to my little office baby!
Awww you donât like being called that? Well you better get used to it since thatâs what you are! You take naps in my office, I change your diapers in the womenâs bathroom, and I even breastfeed you during the lunch breaks. I guess I went from being your boss to being your office mommy!
Donât pretend you donât enjoy all the attention youâre getting, mister! All the female employees canât get enough of you and are always asking to feed you and put you in their laps to destress from work. Just last week that cute new intern was kind enough to offer to change your diaper when you had that blowout. Youâre just the most adowable thing in this office! We can just eat you up! Yes we can!
Hmmm I think thatâs enough reminiscing for now since your scheduled nap time is in thirty minutes. I better finish some of my work before I have to put you down for your nap. How about you get your work done before I have to spank that widdle tushy of yours, little mister?
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Come on letâs get a move on, little mister. I donât want you to fall behind and get lost in the store. So how about you hold on to my hand while we find a toy for you? Yeah wouldnât that be nice, sweetie?
Awww whatâs wrong, baby? Whatâs with the red face? Donât tell me youâre getting embarrassed holding onto mommyâs hand in the toy aisle? How many times do I have to tell you itâs perfectly natural for mamaâs pwecious widdle man to always be by mommyâs side. Youâre no longer my hubby youâre my ittty bitty widdle guy and itâs about time you remember that.
Honestly, youâd think youâd get past the whole embarrassed phase after all the times I changed your droopy diapers in public or last week when I breastfed you at that restaurant while my family was there. After that my mom and sisters keep asking to babysit you whenever Iâm busy. I canât blame them though since youâre just so adowable! I canât let you out of my sight!
Hmm? Whyâd you stop sweetie? Oh I know that face very well! Are you doing your poo poo face, baby? Yep it smells like it too! Alright follow mommy to the womenâs restroom so that she can clean that stinky mush tush.
No way kiddo, I canât take you to the menâs restroom Iâd get in trouble. Iâm taking you to the womenâs restroom because thatâs where all the mommies change their babyâs diaper. Thereâs no need to worry Iâll be quick and then we could go back to buying you a toy of your choice. Arenât you excited?
âWhat are you doing all the way over there, baby? Mommyâs friends want to see you. Donât tell me youâre getting all shy on us are you?â
âDamn girl itâs been a while since Iâve seen your husb- oh I mean baby. Heâs never been this cute before especially with that adorable swim diapie on isnât that right, sweatheart?â
âThanks Jenna but youâd probably find it less adorable if youâre changing diapers 24/7 especially with how this little pamper packer gets blowouts so often.â
âAww youâre such a handful for your mommy arenât you.â
âHe is, especially when he gets fussy. You wonât believe the amount of times heâd throw a tantrum over getting changed or fed. Thatâs why I usually try and get him down for a nap every afternoon.â
âWell if you need any help with this little guy Iâm glad to babysit him to give you a break from dirty diapers and bottle feedings.â
âThanks girl, isnât that great sweetie Auntie Jenna offered to babysit your cute little self. That means mommy gets free time to herself. Hmm? Uh oh.â
âWhatâs wrong?â
âSeems like this little man made a boom boom in his little swimmers. Thatâs just great I literally changed you an hour ago *sigh*.â
âAww did the widdle bwaby make a present for mommy. Donât worry girl Iâll help and I think all the other girls would be happy to join in.â
âThanks youâre the best. You hear that sweetie all of mommyâs friends are going to help change your little tushie. All right girls whoâs ready to change this little man!â
âWoooaaaah!â
âLooks like youâre the life of the party, kiddo. You always did talk about how you wanted to be surrounded and doted on by pretty girls and now here you are. I bet this isnât what you expected huh?. No it isnât mwah.â
Wakey wakey little man! Time to get up. You took quite the long nappy wappy, mister. Itâs like you canât even function without them with how fussy you get when you miss one. Anyway let me check the state of that diaper.
Hmm yep itâs exactly what I thought Iâd find. You soaked your diaper so much that it almost leaked on to the couch. Oh boy seems like you had to go pee pee in your diapee wipee because of the bottle of milk I gave you right before nap time.
Why wouldnât I let you go to bathroom? Oh you know the reason, sweetheart. Itâs because youâre a baby now and babies donât use the grown up potty. You may be a big boy in the eyes of the law but not to me little boy. Now stop fussing and let me change your soggy bum bum or else youâll be going right over my lap for a spanking.
Thatâs what I thought. Isnât it easier to do what mommy tells you to do without putting up a fuss. After your diaper change I think Iâm going to take you out for a nice long walk in your stroller. All the ladies walking by wonât be able to resist being able to pinch your cheeks and babytalk you. I remember the last time I took you out for a stroller ride those cute cheerleaders asked if they could change your diaper. I canât wait to take you out.
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Where do you think youâre waddling off to, little man? Youâre not leaving this room while Iâm watching you when your momâs gone. Especially with that load I can see in the back of your diaper.
Thereâs nothing there? Umm I donât think so since I can smell that poopy diaper from here on the couch. So Iâm going to ask you again and youâre going to answer me truthfully. Did you accidentally pack your pampers, sweetheart?
Thatâs what I thought now lay down on the changing mat because youâre overdue for a diaper change. Speaking of which, why is it that you always go poopy when Iâm babysitting? I guess you really are just an itty bitty baby and not the big boy you pretend to be.
Alright now letâs rip open the tapes and inspect the damage. Here we go 1 ⌠2 âŚ. 3 woah thatâs a whole lot of poopy. Pee Yew little man! Some really went whoopsie daisy in his widdle diaper wiper. If I left you in that ripe diaper a little bit longer you could have had a diaper rash. But I wouldnât let that happen to you. No I wouldnât, No I wouldnât. Now let me wipe up that messy bottom. I think I need 5 or 6 wipees to clean up that tushy. *Sniff* Nope we need a lot more wipees.
Alright all cleaned up now here comes the powder sweetheart. Letâs freshen up that smelly booty and after that letâs diaper you up. Look baby, itâs Mickey on the diapie. There now itâs taped on you nice and firm. Just promise me youâre not going to leave me with another present in your diaper like that anytime soon.
Woah there sweetie, what are you doing out here all by yourself. Whereâs your mommy? Did you get lost from her in this park? Here take my hand letâs go find her she must be worried sick.
What did you say sweetheart? No I canât leave you here by yourself. Youâre just a baby even though you think youâre still an adult. Thatâs why you canât go unsupervised without your mommy or another grown up like me. If you actually were a grown up like you believe you are you wouldnât have such a soggy diaper that Iâm looking at right now.
Awww poor thing you didnât even know your diaper was wet. Thatâs why you need big girls like me and your mommy to take care of you, little guy. You canât make it one day in the grown up world without being doted on or being protected by your mommy. You probably canât even go a full day without an afternoon nap.
Oh is that your mommy over there I bet she is. For your sake, you better hope she doesnât give a sore tushy after all the trouble you caused her.
She turns around, wondering why you suddenly stopped.
âUh oh, do I see a poopoo face? Are you going poopoo in your diapie?â
âMghffâ
âAwww! Youâre so stinking cute! Go on, baby, push all those icky stinkies into your diapie! Iâm so proud of you!â
That makes one of you.
Proud isnât how youâd describe the situation. Not when youâre squatting down and pooping yourself in public.
âMgpgggh.â
âSounds like a big pushie wushie! No wonder you couldnât wait, cutie! But thatâs why youâre diapered, isnât it? Yes it is!â
âStoâmpgghh.â
She smiles, rubbing your back.
âDonât be embarrassed! You canât help it! No hims canât! Youâre not my big stwong man anymore! Nuh uh, youâre my baby boy!â
Hard to argue when warm mush invades your diaper.
âYes, you are! You said âbye bye potty training!â Huh, baby? No more potties for you! Momma tapes on your crinkly potty now!â
âMgggphh.â
âWow, still making pushies?! Thatâs okay, honeybuns! All you have to do today is take a nap and have fun! You have all the time in the world.â
Youâre well aware.
Your life as her baby boy didnât end with diapersâit started with them. Who wouldâve guessed this is how sheâd put her trust fund to use?
To finance your new place in life.
She insisted her baby shouldnât work. It wouldnât be âfairâ to your coworkers to be on diaper duty.
âAll done, baby? Do you need to catch your breath? You did so good! Let me check that tushie of yours.â
Youâre still huffing as she peels back your diaper and peeks in.
âOh, honey, can you take Mommaâs hand? We need to get you home.â
âWh-why?â
âYour poor diapie couldnât hold all your poopoo, baby. It might be time to switch to your nini diapies full time.â
Not those.
Anything but those.
âPlease no! Please, Momma!â
You donât care how you sound. As long as you donât wear those diapers.
âHoneyâŚyouâll wear what Momma decides. You donât get choices anymore. Besides, youâll look so cute waddling in your thick diapies!â
âButâ.â
âHush, baby, you shouldnât worry what adults think of you. Now, letâs get that tush home before your poopy blowout gets any worse, okay? You can complain all you want during your bath.â
âHmphff.â
âYouâre adorable, diaperbutt. Take Mommaâs hand. Good boy.â
You feel your sagging diaper drooping dangerously low. All you can do is hope it doesnât get any worse on the way home.
But as you turn a corner, you see your neighbors waving to youâŚ
Looks whoâs finally awake after such a long nap. Hi there sweetums, howâre you feeling? I bet youâre feeling all fuzzy from the surgery.
You want to know where you are? What a silly question to ask, sweetie. Youâre at the regression clinic. Your wife oops I mean your mommy brought you here since youâve been such a naughty boy as of lately.
Oh and about that diaper around your waist isnât it cute? No more using the potty for you since you just went through a surgery to make you unable to control your bladder and bowels. Let me put it in words you might understand. Youâre gonna make all your pee pees and poo poos in your pampers from now on. Youâre now far too little for the big boy potty. Youâre fully reliant on your mommy and other grownups to wipe and powder your bottom. Isnât that great widdle man.
Oh sweetheart donât cry I got you shhhhh. Let me cradle your head on my boobs letâs see if that will calm you down. Oh and speaking of my boobs, your mommy switched you to an all milk diet which means Iâll be breastfeeding you during your stay here. I just so happen to be this clinicâs wet nurse. Now time to latch on for your milkies.
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Look at the horses baby! Can you tell me what sound the horsey makes? Come on you can do it yes you can. Yes you can!
Oh boy looks like I have a grumpy pants on my hands. Sweetie, I know you donât like that your mommy left you here for the summer with me and my parents but look at the bright side. You get to see all the nice farm animals and enjoy the country life. In return I get to hang out with my adorable little cousin. Youâre such a cutie Yes You Are.
I remember back when we were kids how the entire family would gather together during holidays and the two of us would play together. You would always be so protective of me and try to act like a big kid but now it seems the roles are reversed.
Hmm. I smell something foul and I donât think itâs the horses behind me. Here let me take a peak at the back your waistband. Yep thatâs what I thought Iâd find back there. I didnât even see you make the scrunchy face you make every time you make poo poos. Looks like youâre not just a grumpy pants but stinky pants as well, little man. Oh well come along sweetie. If I can shovel manure I can definitely change your ripe diaper.
Alright kiddo, while your mommyâs with her friends she left me here to take care of your cute widdle self. You and I are gonna have so much fun together. Thereâs no need to worry or be embarrassed Iâve babysat many big babies like yourself. Ever since adult men have been regressing due to the virus Iâve been changing and powdering many big boy tushies as of lately.
Now let me check real quick if you need a fresh diaper. Hmm from what Iâm feeling you didnât make any wee wees in the front of your diaper. Now for a smell check in the back just in case you left me a surprise. *Sniff* Smells like daisies for now so seems like thereâs no boom booms back there yet.
Oh thatâs such an adorable red face you got there baby. I just wanna pinch those cheeks, here let me give you a kiss Mwah. Aww no need to be embarrassed baby, itâs natural for grown ups to check babies like you. Here let me pick you up upsey daisy.
What? Youâre surprised I can pick you up baby boy. Itâs natural for women to be able to pick up big babies like you since you guys are just sooo helpless and cute. Now letâs get you into your high chair and some nums nums into your tummy.
