Denise looked up from her notes to see her babified boyfriend standing in front of her. He was wearing a tight blue shirt adorned with cartoon trucks that stopped right below his belly button and right above his thick white diaper. He had a block in each hand that he had be using to raise the awful ruckus that had caused her to look up from her studying. She knew she probably shouldnât be rewarding this attention seeking behavior, but she saw that he still had his big green pacifier in his mouth. She couldnât help but smile when she saw that. No matter how badly he wanted her attention he hadnât gone against her instructions to keep his paci in his mouth.
âBaby whatâre you doing making all that noise? You know mommy wont be able to play until she finishes studying and she canât study when youâre banging your toys together like that,â she said in a syrupy sweet voice while she looked at her boyfriends red face and pleading eyes.
Still not removing his pacifier he tried to spit out some counter-argument, but his hands were telling her more than his sputtering and muffled words could as he moved them to his diaper, one to rest on his crotch and the other to the back of his diaper.
âOh you werenât worrying about mommy playing? Thereâs no need to get upset about that baby. Youâre in a thick, clean diaper now. You just go potty in your diaper and Iâll change you when Iâm ready.â
A dark look passed over her boyfriends face as he stood up straight with his hands curling into fists by his sides. For a second she wondered if he was going to earn a spanking but then she saw his his eyes widen and heard the tell tale hiss as the front up his diaper started to puff and yellow. His face began to turn an even darker shade of red when his tummy let out a long grumble. Her boyfriend covered his face with his hands but apparently that wasnât enough to hide his shame so he turned hit back to Denise too and began to ponderously waddle away from her to the other side of the room.
He made it about four steps before he lost control and began to mess his diaper. She was looking at the back of his diaper expand out and droop with the weight of his stinky accident. He had stopped walking by now and his hands were now back to his sides, though this time they were holding them as he squatted low to the ground and finished messing his thick diapies.
Denise fanned her nose and mouthed a silent âwowâ to herself. This was her boyfriends biggest accident since sheâd started with his baby treatment. Still, she had rules to enforce, so rather than changing the diaper that was stinking up the room she went back to her studying. After a few minutes she heard the sounds of her boyfriend picking up and playing with his toys.
Itâs probably for the best that he didnât know that she had just started going over her notes from the latest chapter. He had to get used to being in his dirty diapers.
