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Tony avoids making eye contact after his frat brothers undressed him and put him back into a diaper and pacifier. Hell week was over two days ago, why is he the only new frat member thatâs still being babied?

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OLIâS BIG DAY OUT.
Oli felt excitement & exhilaration. Tomorrow Oli would turn 18 and finally be free of his foster dad. Oli was sure His foster dad only cared about the monthly checks from the state. Now, as an adult at 18, those checks would come to Oli until he turned 21. Oli can get his own place! Finally have freedom & privacy! Oliâs body shivered with excitement & anticipation. Oli could feel his cock, hard & leaking, knowing that he could finally indulge his most secret, hidden sexual fantasies. But first, there was one last dinner & evening with his foster dad to get through. Even now Oli could smell the pleasing aroma burgers on the grill. Time to head downstairs and get through this last dinner, Oli told himself.
By the time he got downstairs, dinner was on the table, and the burgers smelled great. Glancing at his foster dad, Oli wondered why his instincts had always seemed to warn Oli not to trust him.
âI hope youâre hungry, Oli!,â his foster dad said. âIâve made a bazillion hamburgers, youâre favorite, and even got you that ketchup that you love so much!â
As he sat down, Oli saw a huge bottle of his favorite brand of ketchup on the table. Confused as to why his foster dad was going to all this effort on his last night there, Oli grabbed a burger, peeled off the top half of the bun, squirted a generous amount of ketchup on it, replaced the bun & took a big bite. All of a sudden Oli realized he was very hungry, and very quickly ate three of the large burgers, after slathering them with ketchup. Coming out of a daze, Oli realized his foster dad was speaking to him.
âHow do you feel, Oli?â his foster dad asked.
âI feel greatâ Oli said. âIâm finally getting out of here tomorrow, away from you. Plus Iâll finally have control of the monthly checks & have financial independence, too!â Oli couldnât believe what heâd just said! Why was he telling his foster dad his plans?
âAnd what do you plan to do once youâre on your own, with money to burn? Whatâs got you so excited?â Oliâs foster dad asked.
âItâs a secret,â Oli said, âI canât tell you or anyone.â Oli was horrified by the words coming out of his mouth.
âTell me, Oli, all about this deep, dark secret of yoursâ his foster said, smiling as he looked at a very bewildered Oli.
Oli knew he could never tell ANYONE about his perverted sexual fantasies, let alone his foster dad. But to his horror, Oli felt his mouth open and words he promised heâd never speak started to tumble out of his mouth.
âI want, no, I NEED to wear diapers, drink from a bottle, wear onesies & footed pajamas,â a shocked Oli heard himself saying. âI need to be babied to feel sexual pleasure, get a hard-on & make my dick cum.â Oli could feel the heat on his face as his skin turned deep red from extreme embarrassment and shame. Why was he telling ANYONE, let alone his foster dad, what had been his deepest, most personal secret?
âTell me all about your secret, naughty, dreams, Oli. Daddy needs to know everything!â
Unable to stop them, a blur of cascading images began to flood poor Oliâs brain: Strong hands lifting a naked Oli onto a large changing table, while a huge pacifier is pushed into his mouth. In his mind, Oli sees his legs being lifted and an impossibly thick, padded diaper is shoved under his butt. Oli whimpered in desire and shame, his impossibly hard dick leaking a steady stream of precum as he imagines his butt lowered onto the soft, thick diaper. Oli doesnât understand why the loud crinkling noise the diaper makes as Oliâs bum-bum makes contact with the diaper embarrasses him even more. Cheeks burning red with shame, Oliâs dick continues to pump out precum as it tries to poke a hole through Oliâs shorts.
The images keep coming into Oliâs brain, and as each imaged formed Oli felt compelled to describe the images to his foster dad. Where were the images coming from & why on earth was Oli telling his foster dad all about his deepest sexual needs & fantasies?
More images: A baby wipe cleans his hard peepee, then wipes between the cheeks of his bum bum to clean around his little boy hole. A finger gently pokes the wipe into his hole, making Oli grown and forcing more precum to ooze out of Oliâs dick. The smell of baby powder overwhelms Oli as his hairless peepee & groin are covered with it. Before Oliâs brain can react to the image of the baby powder, he feels a cool lotion being liberally spread all over his boy hole. Baby powder. Diaper rash lotion. Pacifier in his mouth. Diaper crinkling loudly. The sounds, smells & images of being babied overwhelmed little Oliâs brain. His dick explodes in his pants, unleashing a flood of stickies in the most intense orgasm of Oliâs life.
âNo, Oli, youâre not going crazyâ his foster dad said. âItâs just a little additive I put in your beloved ketchup. It forces you to tell & experience the 100% truth. Although I must admit, I had no idea that youâre such a kinky, perverted little boy!â his foster dad continued, smiling & laughing at Oli.
Oli moaned and felt his peepee getting hard again, his cock burping out even more precum as he heard his foster dad call him a âlittle boy.â Oli felt waves of fear and shame wash over his body. Feeling dizzy & lightheaded, he passed out & slumped onto the table.
âSleep well, little Oli. Tomorrow you start a brand new life!â Daddy smiled as he lifted Oli and carried him into the boyâs bedroom. Stripping off Oliâs clothes, Daddy put Oli to bed & left the room.
THE NEXT DAY ===============
Chapter 1, Oliâs New Life Begins
Oli woke up, groggy & confused. Heâd had the weirdest dream involving his foster Dad, and now Oli woke up to find his foster Dad hovering over him, nudging Oli with his fingers.
âWake up, my little boy, time for Daddy to bathe you. I canât have my little guy being all stinky! Iâve already prepared your bath. Up & at 'em, little boy!â
Oli was very confused. What was his foster Dad talking about? Giving Oli a bath? Calling him a little boy & little guy? Why was his foster Dad in his bedroom? Oli tried to think but his brain was in a fog & didnât seem to want to question what his foster Dad was doing. Oli vaguely remembered he had important things to do today, but what were they? It was sooooo much easier to let Daddy make all the decisions. Wait, why was Oli now thinking of his foster father as his daddy? Oliâs confusion deepened.
âCâmon, little Oliâ daddy said as he stripped the blankets off of Oli, grabbed his hand and pulled him off the bed. Lifting Oli into his arms, daddy carried Oli into the bathroom & stood him next to the bathtub. Oli looked into the tub & noticed it was filled with steaming, blue-tinted water. It looked warm & inviting. Daddy sat on the edge of the tub, and pulled little Oli close to him & pulled Oliâs boxer-briefs off him, leaving his little boy naked.
âNo more big boy underwear for my baby boy,â Daddy said with a smile. Lifting little Oli up in the air, Daddy sat him down in the very warm, very blue water. Daddy made Oli lean back against the back wall of his tub, until only his neck & head were above the water.
âIs my little guy enjoying his bath? We need to go shopping to get you some little boy bath toysâ Daddy said.
âOli luv the bath, very warm & comfy, but bath toys would be fun!â Oli didnât realize he had referred to himself in the 3rd person, but Daddy noticed & smiled. âWhy is the water such a pretty blue color, daddy?â Oli asked. âIâve never had such pretty bath water before!â Oli giggled.
âThis is a very special bath water, my beautiful baby boy, it will remove all that nasty, big-boy hair â forever!â Daddy told Oli, grinning deeply. âI want my baby boy to be baby smooth! Stand up for Daddy, so I can wash you & see if the bath water has done its job.â
Little Oli stood up, putting a hand on Daddyâs should to steady himself. âLook Daddy, little Oli is all smooth, no hairs anywhere!â Oli proudly stated, looking over his now completely hairless body. âEven my peepee hairs are all gone!â Oli delightedly exclaimed. Oli looked at his Daddy, hoping that he approved of how smooth little Oliâs body had become.
âYou look even more beautiful now, my little Oli. Daddy wants you to be his smooth baby boy forever! But now letâs get you cleaned up!â As he said this, Daddy grabbed a washcloth, poured a generous amount of body wash over it, and starting with Oliâs forehead, he began to use the washcloth to clean his baby boy.
When Daddyâs hand & the washcloth reached his peepee & newly bald balls, Oli started to giggle. âOli luvs it when you rub his dinkie with the washcloth, Daddyâ Oli whispered, feeling naughty as his peepee began to harden while Daddy washed it.
âDaddy knows lots of ways to make Oliâs dinkie feel good.â As he said this, Daddy spread body wash over the fingers of his left hand, while his right hand continued to rub Oliâs peepee.
âDaddy! Oh my, what are you doing with my little bumbum?â Oli groaned as he felt a finger being pushed into his butt. Oli continued to whine & groan as his body was wracked with pleasure as the finger began moving in & out of his hole as his incredibly hard peepee continued to be rubbed with the washcloth.
Oli groaned in surprise as his pleasure deepened when he felt a second finger slowly pushing into his butt. âDaddy, that feels sooo good. Iâm going to make stickies soon, daddy, is that OK? Please daddy, can little Oli squirt stickies?â Oli begged.
âMy baby Oli has been a very good boy, so Daddy will make you squirt your stickies, NOW!â As he said this, Daddy pushed a third, bodywash covered finger into Oliâs boy hole.
Oli groaned as he felt his hole stretched, pleasure filled his brain as his peepee began firing his load of boycum. Daddy aimed Oliâs peepee upwards so his stickies shot all over Oliâs tummy. Dropping the washcloth, daddy ran his fingers through Oliâs still-warm load of stickies, then pushed his fingers deep into Oliâs mouth.
âOne of Daddyâs rules, little Oli, is that every time you squirt stickies, Daddy will feed them to you. Do you like the flavor, my baby boy?â Daddy asked.
After slurping the last of his cum from his daddyâs fingers, a smiling Oli shook his head yes. âOli luvs eating his stickies all up!â He happily exclaimed. Then a worried look flashed across Oliâs face. âIs it naughty that little Oli lubs eating his stickies all up, Daddy?â
Gently pulling his fingers from Oliâs little boy hole, Daddy smiled at his baby boy. âNo, Oli, it is never naughty to do what your daddy tells you to do.â Pulling the plug on the drain, daddy turned on the shower & rinsed the bluish bath water & body wash off of Oli, then grabbed a huge, thick bath towel & wrapped it around his baby boy. Then Daddy picked up his towel-covered boy & carried him into Daddyâs bedroom. Laying Oli on Daddyâs bed, he briefly left the room & returned carry a small container filled with a deep red, thick sauce.
Setting the container on the bed next to Oli, Daddy pulled the towel away, leaving Oli naked, laying on his back on Daddyâs bed. Again leaving the room, Daddy soon returned carrying a number of items, but it was the diaper that Oliâs eyes focused on with surprise.
âBaby boys need to be safely diapered to prevent accidents, Oliâ Daddy said. As he said this, Daddy lifted Oliâs legs and slid the open diaper under Oliâs butt. Once the diaper was in position, daddy grabbed the baby powder, and sprinkled it over Oliâs dinkie & balls. Taking a finger & wiping it through the baby powder, daddy then smeared baby powder all over Oliâs upper lip, under his nose, so Oli got the full benefit of the rich smell of the baby powder.
Oliâs face lit up with a huge smile. âOh, Daddy, that smells soooo good!â Oli said with a deep, contented sigh.
Daddy smiled, wiping his hand all around Oliâs little boy parts, until the baby powder was fully absorbed into Oliâs skin, taking with it all remains moisture from his bath. Grabbing the tube of diaper rash cream, daddy spread a generous amount on his index finger, and began spreading it between Oliâs butt cheeks, giving his butt crack a thorough layer of the cream, and even gently pushing slightly into little Oliâs boy hole.
Feeling his peepee start to stiffen again, Oli groaned happily. âOh Daddy, that makes my butt feels so good. Can I make stickies again? Please Daddy, can Iâ Oli begged.
Pulling his finger from between Oliâs cheeks, Daddy laughed and said: âNot right now, sport. Time to finish getting you diapered up. But first Daddy needs to cover your dinkie & balls with this special sauce!â Grabbing the container of red goop, Daddy began to liberally slather the red mixture all over little Oliâs peepee & balls.
Oli couldnât help giggling. âDaddyâs putting ketchup in my peepee!â Oli said, unable to stop laughing at what seemed hilariously funny. âSilly Daddy!â Oli exclaimed, still laughing.
Making sure all of Oliâs boy parts were thoroughly coated with the red sauce, Daddy looked into Oliâs eyes and smiled at his laughing little boy. âThis is a very special kind of ketchup, Oli. Itâs going to do something wonderful!â Daddy said. âBut now itâs time to get you diapered & back to bed for nap time. The special sauce will make my baby boy very sleepy.â
Daddy finished pulling the diaper tightly across little Oliâs butt & hips, using the tabs to tightly secure the diaper in place. The diaper was covered with very cute blue, pink & yellow baby hippos, Oli noticed before he let out a huge yawn, and realized he couldnât keep his eyes open.
Carrying Oli back to his own bed, Daddy put Oli to bed, pulling the covers up & over his diaper-clad baby boy. âSweet dreams, my little Oli. Later we will go shopping to get you some proper little boy clothes!â Daddy said as he stooped down to kiss Oli on the forehead. Rising back up, he noticed Oli was already deeply asleep.
Smiling, Daddy left the room. âYour new life as my baby boy is just beginning, Oliâ Daddy thought.
Wayward Oli, Chapter 1, Oliâs New Life Begins
Oli woke up, groggy & confused. Heâd had the weirdest dream involving his foster Dad, and now Oli woke up to find his foster Dad hovering over him, nudging Oli with his fingers.
âWake up, my little boy, time for Daddy to bathe you. I canât have my little guy being all stinky! Iâve already prepared your bath. Up & at 'em, little boy!â
Oli was very confused. What was his foster Dad talking about? Giving Oli a bath? Calling him a little boy & little guy? Why was his foster Dad in his bedroom? Oli tried to think but his brain was in a fog & didnât seem to want to question what his foster Dad was doing. Oli vaguely remembered he had important things to do today, but what were they? It was sooooo much easier to let Daddy make all the decisions. Wait, why was Oli now thinking of his foster father as his daddy? Oliâs confusion deepened.
âCâmon, little Oliâ daddy said as he stripped the blankets off of Oli, grabbed his hand and pulled him off the bed. Lifting Oli into his arms, daddy carried Oli into the bathroom & stood him next to the bathtub. Oli looked into the tub & noticed it was filled with steaming, blue-tinted water. It looked warm & inviting. Daddy sat on the edge of the tub, and pulled little Oli close to him & pulled Oliâs boxer-briefs off him, leaving his little boy naked.
âNo more big boy underwear for my baby boy,â Daddy said with a smile. Lifting little Oli up in the air, Daddy sat him down in the very warm, very blue water. Daddy made Oli lean back against the back wall of his tub, until only his neck & head were above the water.
âIs my little guy enjoying his bath? We need to go shopping to get you some little boy bath toysâ Daddy said.
âOli luv the bath, very warm & comfy, but bath toys would be fun!â Oli didnât realize he had referred to himself in the 3rd person, but Daddy noticed & smiled. âWhy is the water such a pretty blue color, daddy?â Oli asked. âIâve never had such pretty bath water before!â Oli giggled.
âThis is a very special bath water, my beautiful baby boy, it will remove all that nasty, big-boy hair â forever!â Daddy told Oli, grinning deeply. âI want my baby boy to be baby smooth! Stand up for Daddy, so I can wash you & see if the bath water has done its job.â
Little Oli stood up, putting a hand on Daddyâs should to steady himself. âLook Daddy, little Oli is all smooth, no hairs anywhere!â Oli proudly stated, looking over his now completely hairless body. âEven my peepee hairs are all gone!â Oli delightedly exclaimed. Oli looked at his Daddy, hoping that he approved of how smooth little Oliâs body had become.
âYou look even more beautiful now, my little Oli. Daddy wants you to be his smooth baby boy forever! But now letâs get you cleaned up!â As he said this, Daddy grabbed a washcloth, poured a generous amount of body wash over it, and starting with Oliâs forehead, he began to use the washcloth to clean his baby boy.
When Daddyâs hand & the washcloth reached his peepee & newly bald balls, Oli started to giggle. âOli luvs it when you rub his dinkie with the washcloth, Daddyâ Oli whispered, feeling naughty as his peepee began to harden while Daddy washed it.
âDaddy knows lots of ways to make Oliâs dinkie feel good.â As he said this, Daddy spread body wash over the fingers of his left hand, while his right hand continued to rub Oliâs peepee.
âDaddy! Oh my, what are you doing with my little bumbum?â Oli groaned as he felt a finger being pushed into his butt. Oli continued to whine & groan as his body was wracked with pleasure as the finger began moving in & out of his hole as his incredibly hard peepee continued to be rubbed with the washcloth.
Oli groaned in surprise as his pleasure deepened when he felt a second finger slowly pushing into his butt. âDaddy, that feels sooo good. Iâm going to make stickies soon, daddy, is that OK? Please daddy, can little Oli squirt stickies?â Oli begged.
âMy baby Oli has been a very good boy, so Daddy will make you squirt your stickies, NOW!â As he said this, Daddy pushed a third, bodywash covered finger into Oliâs boy hole.
Oli groaned as he felt his hole stretched, pleasure filled his brain as his peepee began firing his load of boycum. Daddy aimed Oliâs peepee upwards so his stickies shot all over Oliâs tummy. Dropping the washcloth, daddy ran his fingers through Oliâs still-warm load of stickies, then pushed his fingers deep into Oliâs mouth.
âOne of Daddyâs rules, little Oli, is that every time you squirt stickies, Daddy will feed them to you. Do you like the flavor, my baby boy?â Daddy asked.
After slurping the last of his cum from his daddyâs fingers, a smiling Oli shook his head yes. âOli luvs eating his stickies all up!â He happily exclaimed. Then a worried look flashed across Oliâs face. âIs it naughty that little Oli lubs eating his stickies all up, Daddy?â
Gently pulling his fingers from Oliâs little boy hole, Daddy smiled at his baby boy. âNo, Oli, it is never naughty to do what your daddy tells you to do.â Pulling the plug on the drain, daddy turned on the shower & rinsed the bluish bath water & body wash off of Oli, then grabbed a huge, thick bath towel & wrapped it around his baby boy. Then Daddy picked up his towel-covered boy & carried him into Daddyâs bedroom. Laying Oli on Daddyâs bed, he briefly left the room & returned carry a small container filled with a deep red, thick sauce.
Setting the container on the bed next to Oli, Daddy pulled the towel away, leaving Oli naked, laying on his back on Daddyâs bed. Again leaving the room, Daddy soon returned carrying a number of items, but it was the diaper that Oliâs eyes focused on with surprise.
âBaby boys need to be safely diapered to prevent accidents, Oliâ Daddy said. As he said this, Daddy lifted Oliâs legs and slid the open diaper under Oliâs butt. Once the diaper was in position, daddy grabbed the baby powder, and sprinkled it over Oliâs dinkie & balls. Taking a finger & wiping it through the baby powder, daddy then smeared baby powder all over Oliâs upper lip, under his nose, so Oli got the full benefit of the rich smell of the baby powder.
Oliâs face lit up with a huge smile. âOh, Daddy, that smells soooo good!â Oli said with a deep, contented sigh.
Daddy smiled, wiping his hand all around Oliâs little boy parts, until the baby powder was fully absorbed into Oliâs skin, taking with it all remains moisture from his bath. Grabbing the tube of diaper rash cream, daddy spread a generous amount on his index finger, and began spreading it between Oliâs butt cheeks, giving his butt crack a thorough layer of the cream, and even gently pushing slightly into little Oliâs boy hole.
Feeling his peepee start to stiffen again, Oli groaned happily. âOh Daddy, that makes my butt feels so good. Can I make stickies again? Please Daddy, can Iâ Oli begged.
Pulling his finger from between Oliâs cheeks, Daddy laughed and said: âNot right now, sport. Time to finish getting you diapered up. But first Daddy needs to cover your dinkie & balls with this special sauce!â Grabbing the container of red goop, Daddy began to liberally slather the red mixture all over little Oliâs peepee & balls.
Oli couldnât help giggling. âDaddyâs putting ketchup in my peepee!â Oli said, unable to stop laughing at what seemed hilariously funny. âSilly Daddy!â Oli exclaimed, still laughing.
Making sure all of Oliâs boy parts were thoroughly coated with the red sauce, Daddy looked into Oliâs eyes and smiled at his laughing little boy. âThis is a very special kind of ketchup, Oli. Itâs going to do something wonderful!â Daddy said. âBut now itâs time to get you diapered & back to bed for nap time. The special sauce will make my baby boy very sleepy.â
Daddy finished pulling the diaper tightly across little Oliâs butt & hips, using the tabs to tightly secure the diaper in place. The diaper was covered with very cute blue, pink & yellow baby hippos, Oli noticed before he let out a huge yawn, and realized he couldnât keep his eyes open.
Carrying Oli back to his own bed, Daddy put Oli to bed, pulling the covers up & over his diaper-clad baby boy. âSweet dreams, my little Oli. Later we will go shopping to get you some proper little boy clothes!â Daddy said as he stooped down to kiss Oli on the forehead. Rising back up, he noticed Oli was already deeply asleep.
Smiling, Daddy left the room. âYour new life as my baby boy is just beginning, Oliâ Daddy thought.
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Oliâs Transformation Continues
Oli again woke up to the feel of his Daddyâs fingers gently nudging him. âTime to wake up from your nap, Oli. Weâve got a busy afternoon!â Daddy said as he pulled the covers off of a still tired & groggy Oli. âWhoa! Looks like my baby boy really soaked his diaper! Letâs get you changed, Oli.â
Looking down, Oli saw that his diaper was indeed swollen with his piss. Oli felt his cheeks flush with embarrassment. He reached down to take the very wet, clammy diaper off, but his Daddy slapped his hands away.
âNo, Oli. Baby boys donât change or dress themselves.â Grabbing a fresh diaper, daddy slid it under Oliâs still diaper-covered butt. Once the new diaper was in position, daddy opened the tabs & removed Oliâs very wet diaper, putting it in a small garbage bag by the bed.
âPerfect!â A grinning Daddy exclaimed, âmy special ketchup sauce did its job! Daddy is VERY pleased!â
Oli remembered Daddy putting the silly looking ketchup on his dinkie before diapering him this morning. Looking down, Oli gasped in shock. Not only were Oliâs balls & peepee bare of any hair, but his peepee had shrunk from its former 18cm size to barely 3cm! Oli was confused, he felt embarrassed & sad as he kept looking at what now hung between his legs. He had been proud of his peepee, and enjoyed very much using both hands to play with it & squirt stickies. Now it was tiny, truly a baby boys little dinkie!
âNow now, no pouting, little guy. Daddy doesnât like it when his little Oli is pouty or grouchy.â Grabbing a diaper that was covered with miniature fire trucks, Daddy made quick work of covering Oliâs newly formed tiny peepee with the diaper, after first putting another coating of baby powder on Oliâs boy parts, and again applying diaper rash cream between the cheeks of Oliâs butt. Daddyâs finger also put a generous coating of the cream around Oliâs boy hole, making Oli let out an involuntary groan of pleasure.
âNow, letâs get you dressed & fed, then we have some shopping to do this afternoon!â Sitting on the bed next to Oli, Daddy stood Oli on the floor, putting first one foot, then Oliâs other foot into a powder blue pair of small shorts. They were very old, and a bit too small. Once the shorts were pulled over his diaper, Daddy pulled a small, thin tshirt over Oliâs head. The tshirt, a faded red color, was also old and a bit too small. It didnât quite come down to the top of Oliâs blue shorts.
Oli felt another wave of embarrassment wash over his face & then his whole body. His diaper poked up a good 6cm over the top of his shorts, little firetrucks on display. The tshirt didnât even come close to covering the diaper. Daddy mentioned going shopping, this meant EVERYONE would know he was wearing a baby boys diaper! Oli felt tears filling his eyes, as again dueling emotions flooded his brain. Part of him loved that he was finally able to be a baby boy, but he wanted this to be a private thing. What would people think? What if he bumped into his friends? Or coworkers? Oli felt a huge tear run down his cheek as his body trembled in both fear & anticipation.
Taking Oli by the hand, daddy led Oli to the kitchen. Lifting Oli up, daddy sat him down in a chair while he went to get something for them to eat. Grabbing some fruit & yogurt, along with a spoon, daddy set it all on a plate in front of Oli. Again lifting Oli up, daddy sat on the chair and put Oli on his lap.
âJust a quick snack for now, my little Oli,â daddy said. âWeâll get a proper meal while weâre out shopping.â After cutting the bananas & apples into bite size pieces, daddy began alternating feeding a piece to Oli & eating a piece himself. Then grabbing the spoon, he took a large spoonful of yogurt and playfully aimed for Oliâs mouth.
âTime for you to open the hangar, sport, so the airplane can drop off its cargo in your mouth!â Daddy said, making sounds that were supposed to sound like an aircraft engine.
Oli started giggling & couldnât stop, but finally he was able to happily open his mouth so the spoonful of strawberry flavored yogurt could make its landing. In between bites of food, daddy used both arms to hug his little boy, occasionally rubbing Oliâs belly and sneaking a finger into Oliâs belly button.
This started Oli giggling all over again, as he was very ticklish and daddyâs playful rubbing had Oli happily squirming on Daddyâs lap. It also caused a warm, pleasurable feeling at the base of Oliâs newly shrunken peepee.
Once all the fruit & yogurt had been eaten, daddy lifted Oli off his lap & stood him next to Daddy. âDaddy needs to check & see if my baby boy is still dry or if I need to change your diaper before we go shopping.â While saying this, daddy stuck two fingers from each hand deep into each side of Oliâs diaper, moving them forward until they met just above Oliâs bald little dinkie.
âYouâre all dry, so weâre good to go. Letâs go get into daddyâs carâ daddy said, giving Oliâs hardening peepee a quick rub before pulling his hands out of Oliâs diaper.
Oli was so confused. His face was flush, and his Willy was rock hard inside the diaper. He felt waves of pleasure rush through his body. He loved being on daddyâs lap, being fed & babied. He loved how daddy took charge & checked Oliâs diaper with out bothering to ask Oli if it was wet or dry. But now they were leaving the house, and the diaper was clearly visible, with fire trucks showing above the top of Oliâs pale blue shorts. Once again, fear & panic set in as Oli faced going out in public while diapered up.
âTime to go, little buddy!â Daddy understood the conflicting emotions Oli was feeling. Giving Oli a quick hug, he took Oliâs hand and led him out of the house to his car parked by the front curb.
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Daddy opened the passenger side car door, and lifting Oli up, he set Oli down inside the car. After securing Oliâs seat buckle, Daddy playfully poked his finger into Oliâs bell button, making Oli giggle & squirm with delight.
âIâll be right back, Oli, I have to grab a couple things from the house and then we will be off on our shopping adventure!â Daddy said.
As he watched Daddy walk back into their home, Oliâs fears returned. Looking down, he could see his diaper sticking up over his shorts. Everyone will see & know Iâm a diaperboy, Oli thought. And yet his tiny peepee was rock hard inside his diaper, and probably leaking stickies juice. Oliâs peepee always leaked a lot of juice when it got hard.
Hearing the car door open, Oli looked up from his thoughts & saw Daddy get into the car carrying a backpack. With a last finger jab into a giggling Oliâs belly button, Daddy started the car and began to drive. Oliâs fear & excitement grew as the car pulled into a Target store parking lot. After parking the car, Daddy got out, put the backpack over his shoulders & came around the car & opened Oliâs door. After releasing the seat buckle, Daddy lifted Oli out of the car, setting him on the ground.
âTime to get my little boy some proper clothing, and maybe even a toy or two!â Daddy said, taking Oliâs hand & leading him into the store. âBut first, Daddy needs coffee!â
Daddy took Oli into the Starbucks that was just inside the Target storeâs entrance. Ordering a coffee & an apple juice, Daddy sat down with Oli at a table while waiting for their drinks.
Oli felt his cheeks turn deep red & he felt warm & flushed as he saw Dave, a college classmate of Oliâs, coming towards their table. Dave was wearing a Starbucks employee uniform & was bringing their drinks. Oli felt a tear run down his cheek, while at the same time he felt his bladder relax and then pee began to fill his diaper. The warmth spread all over Oliâs âprivate partsâ as the diaper did its job & absorbed all of Oliâs piss.
âUm, hi, er, Oliâ Dave said, trying not to stare at the fire-truck covered diaper sticking out from his school mates short pants. Dave didnât understand why seeing Oliâs wearing a diaper was making his cock get hard.
âHereâs your drinks, Sirâ Dave said, setting the coffee down in front of Daddy & the apple juice carton in front of Oli. âIs there anything else you need, Sir?â Dave asked, looking at Daddy.
âThanks, Daveâ Daddy said, reading his employee name tag. âI take it you know my little boy Oli?â Daddy asked.
âYes, sir. Oli & I were in a few classes togetherâ Dave answered. Dave was getting flustered. His cock was now fully hard & he was anxious to get away from the table before the man noticed it. Not only was Daveâs cock long, but it was very thick, and there was no way for him to hide his erection if either Oli or his Dad looked down at his crotch.
Opening the backpack, Daddy took out a bright blue baby bottle & filled it with the apple juice Dave had brought him. Pushing the bottle in front of Oli, Daddy told him to drink up while Daddy finished his coffee. Oli felt his cheeks burn with embarrassment as he picked up the baby bottle & began to suck on the nipple, filling his mouth with apple juice.
Looking at Dave, Daddy saw the large tent in his pants & smiled. âWell, Dave, while my Oli is a very little boy, you clearly are a big boy.â Daddy said, causing Daveâs cheeks to turn almost as red as Oliâs. âYou need to come visit us & have a play date with my Oli,â Daddy said with a smile.
âThat would be awesome, Sir!â Dave said. Whoa? Where did that answer come from, Dave thought. At the same time, Dave felt a huge burp of precum leave his cock. Why was he getting so turned on? Prior to today he barely knew who Oli was, now his dick was leaking at the thought of having a play date with his diapered classmate.
âGive me your phone, Davie, so I can call mine & then have your number. Little Oli is no longer allowed to have or use a cellphone. Only big boys get to have a phone!â Daddy said as he reached out & took Daveâs phone from his outstretched hand. Oli felt his face burn even hotter as the other two talked about him like he wasnât even there. Taking another long drink from the baby bottle, Oli thought maybe the bottle would hide how embarrassed he felt. While drinking from the bottle, Oli felt another long spurt of pee leave his dinky & go into his diaper, once again flooding him with a warm, soothing feeling. Why did peeing his diaper seem to make him relax & feel better?
Daddy pointed Davieâs phone at the large tent in Davieâs pants, and took a pic, which he texted to his phone. OMG, Dave thought, the guy must think Iâm a total pervert!
âThat should make for a great contact picâ Daddy said, laughing as he handed Davie back his phone. âLooks like Davie also needs a diaperâ Daddy said, laughing and pointing to an obvious wet spot on Davieâs crotch, right above the clearly outlined head of Davies cock.
Davie was mortified. Taking back his phone, he quickly mumbled something to Daddy, thanking him for coming to Starbucks , as he quickly retreated behind the counter, hunching over to hide as best he could, the erection that was throbbing in his pants & still spewing precum. God, why did I decide to go commando today, Dave thought.
Watching Daveâs embarrassed retreat from their table helped calm Oliâs own fears & embarrassment. Finishing his juice, he put the baby bottle on the table just as a large burp unexpectedly burst from his mouth. Daddy reached over, picked up & Oli and placed him with his head facing over Daddyâs shoulders, while Daddy gently patted Oli on the back.
âTime for Daddy to help you get all of the burps out, Oliâ Daddy said, continuing to pat Oliâs back as a series of burps made their way up Oliâs throat & out of his mouth. âThatâs Daddyâs good little boy!â daddy said encouragingly.
Hearing Daddy praise him gave Oli a warm, happy feeling inside, but at the same time he acutely aware that he was being burped in public while being held on Daddyâs lap.
âOK, time to go shopping!â Daddy exclaimed, beaming a smile at his little Oli. Lifting Oli off his lap, Daddy stood Oli on the floor next to him, got up from his chair, took Oliâs hand am o started to walk with Oli towards the ABDL section of the store.
Once they arrived in the ABDL section, Daddy grabbed a shopping cart & pushed it towards Oli. âYour job, little buddy, is to push the cart with our purchases. Let Daddy know if it gets too heavy for my little boy.â
Daddy quickly began filling the shopping cart: several daytime onesies for Oli with pastel dancing baby hippos, smiling baby dinosaurs, as well as some of Oliâs favorite anime characters. Daddy picked out a pale blue nighttime, footed onesie with attached mittens, covered in futuristic looking rockets. This was quickly followed with a bib that had Oliâs name embroidered on it, locking clear, see-through plastic pants, several very large pacifiers, more baby bottles, sippy cups covered with spongebob squarepants, plus baby wipes, diaper rash cream, baby powder. From the medical section, Daddy added a rectal thermometer, a home enema kit that attaches to the shower, and several sizes of anal dilators, more commonly known as butt plugs.
And then there were the diapers. Oli couldnât help blushing just looking at them! There were baby lions, giraffes, elephants & monkeys. But the one that really got Oliâs attention was the pink diapers with dancing princesses on them!
And lots and lots of very thick, extra padding for Oliâs diapers.
Oli felt overwhelmed. Scared, excited, fearful, embarrassed both by the contents of the cart & that his fire truck covered diaper still stuck up way over the top of his shorts. Oli had lost track of the number of times heâd peed his diaper. He had even peed into his diaper while his tiny peepee was rock hard, which it had been most of the time he had been in the Target store.
âOK, Oli, time to head to the checkout aisle. Daddy will push the cart now.â Using one hand to push the over-flowing shopping cart, Daddy used his other hand to take Oliâs hand and head towards the store exit where the checkout lanes are located.
Arriving, at the checkout lane, Daddy greeted the checkout clerk, whose name tag said âBillyâ, and the bagger whose name tag said âCarlâ.
To his horror, Oli realized that both employees were, like Dave in the coffee shop, classmates from college.
'Hey, Oli" Billy diplomatically said, trying not to stare at the fire-truck covered diaper sticking up from Oli shorts.
Carl began to laugh, saying âWow, Oli, nice fire trucks!â Carl couldnât stop smirking & laughing at his beet-red, embarrassed classmate.
Things got worse for Oli as Daddy started emptying the shopping cart onto the conveyor belt. Carl laughed openly as Daddy pulled each item from the shopping cart, commenting on how much Oli was going to enjoy it. Even Billy finally lost it & started chuckling, too.
Oli felt tears began to well in his eyes, and then start to run down his cheeks.
Seeing Oliâs distress, Daddy gave him a big hug, and used one hand to ruffle Oliâs hair. Then, picking up one of newly purchased pacifiers, Daddy told Oli to open his mouth.
Feeling a bit better from the hug & Daddyâs touch, Oli opened his mouth wide and Daddy slid the pacifier inside Oliâs mouth. Almost immediately Oli began to calm down & feel better.
Paying for his purchases, Daddy watched while Carl finished bagging them & put the bags back into the cart in order to wheel them out to the car. Daddy thanked Billy, and telling Carl where his car was parked, took Oliâs hand & began walking out of the store, with Carl following behind pushing the cart & their purchases.
Arriving at the car, Daddy opened the cargo door in the back. Looking at Oli, Daddy noticed a small wet spot on the side of Oliâs blue shorts.
Sticking his hand deep down inside Oliâs shorts & diaper, Daddy felt the completely soaked diaper and sighed. âI was afraid of this when I realized we had run out of the extra padding. Youâve soaked your diaper, Oli.â
Turning to Carl, Daddy said: âHold off on putting the bags into my car, Carl. I need to use the back of the car to change my baby boy, then you can put the bags in my car.â
Carl grinned, saying âYes, Sir. Let me know if I can be of any help.â
Is Daddy seriously going to change my diaper in the middle of the Target parking lot, Oli thought? As had been happening to Oli all day, the idea both horrified and excited him. Lost in thought, Oli all of a sudden felt his shorts being pulled down, putting his diaper covered butt on display for Carl.
Oli watched as Daddy picked out a safari-themed diaper, covered with baby lions, monkeys, giraffes & other baby jungle animals. Daddy opened the fresh diaper, spreading it over the floor of the cargo area of his car. Taking two of the extra padding stuffers, Daddy inserted them into the diaper.
Carl watched all of this happen with growing excitement. In fact, he couldnât remember when his cock had been so hard. Wow, Carl thought, Oli is going to have to waddle like a penguin once that diaper is put on him. The image of Oli waddling, his legs forced apart by the extra thick diaper, excited Carl even more. Carlâs mental picture even included the crinkling sound the diaper would make as Oli tried to walk in it.
Hearing a ripping sound, Carl was pulled away from those images in his mind and was saw Daddy remove the tabs and pull off a very soaked diaper, setting it on the ground.
âHoly fuck,â Carl blurted, "Oliâs dick is so tiny you practically need a microscope to see it! My cock was bigger than that when I was 5 fucking years old!!! And he is completely bald down there, too!!!â Carl could not believe a classmate of his could have a cock that tiny and no pubes!
Oli was so embarrassed his entire, naked, on-display body turned deep crimson.
Daddy chuckled, reaching up to ruffle Oliâs hair. âHeâs my adorable boy!â Daddy said proudly, âand he will forever be my baby boy!â While saying this, Daddy lifted Oli & laid him on top of the padded diaper. Grabbing a baby wipe, Daddy lifted Oliâs legs and wiped between the cheeks of his butt. Each stroke over Oliâs boi pussy sent a jolt of electricity to Oliâs very tiny, yet very hard peepee. Putting Oliâs legs down, Daddy used another wipe to clean Oliâs little dinkie and his equally tiny balls. Each touch of the wipe to Oliâs little boy parts sent a new wave of pleasure through his body.
âCarl, can you help with this next part?â Daddy asked. âOliâs butt needs a thick coating of diaper rash cream, but I donât want to have to go back into the store to wash my hands. Since youâre going back into the store anyway, would you mind applying the cream to Oliâs butt?â
Carl felt a surge of precum leak out of his dick as he heard Daddyâs request. âSure, um, Iâm happy to help, Sir.â
âDonât be stingy with the cream, especially around his little boy hole,â Daddy instructed.
Carl stepped forward, squeezed a huge blob of onto 3 of his fingers, and shoved them between the cheeks of Oliâs ass, as a Daddy helped by lifting both of Oliâs legs High into the air. Starting with one finger, Carl began probing for Oliâs hole, and quickly slid his greasy finger deep inside, causing Oli to let out a deep moan as stickies juice appeared on the head of his peepee.
Getting more cream, Carl this time pushed two fingers deep into Oliâs hole. Feeling a small, solid lump under the lining of Oliâs hole, Carl noticed Oli quivered uncontrollably every time Carl touched it. Carl pulled both fingers out, sliding three fingers inside Oli, aiming for that lump. Soon Carl hard a steady rhythm going, pulling his fingers almost out of Oli, then plunging them back in until his fingers raked over that lump.
Oli was sure he was going insane. Every time Carl touched that lump, Oliâs body lurched as a bolt of pleasure radiated out from his dinkie. All of a sudden Oli cried out, as stickie juice shot from his tiny boy cannon, landing in spurts on his face, neck & chest.
Carl was so stunned he forgot he still had 3 fingers inside Oliâs butt. Heâd never seen anyone shoot a load without anything touching their cock!
âThatâs enough, Carl. Thanks for being so thorough.â Daddy beamed a smile at Carl. While saying this, Daddy used his fingers to remove the stickies juice from Oliâs face & body. Bringing his fingers to Oliâs mouth, Daddy told Oli to clean Dadfyâs fingers by licking all of Oliâs stickies off them. Still in a daze, and now feeling exhausted & drained, Oli did as he was told while he felt Carlâs fingers leaving his hole. Oli moaned in disappointment at the empty feeling.
âDonât worry, Oli, Daddy knows what you need.â Daddy said, as he slid a medium sized butt plug into Oliâs pussy, feeling the lips of Oliâs hole lock into place. Picking up the baby powder, Daddy squirted a generous amount all over Oliâs boy parts, rubbing it in, and ending by rubbing some baby powder under Oliâs nose, filling Oli with its intoxicating scent.
Putting the soaked diaper & used wipes in a plastic shopping bag and handed it to Carl. âToss these in the garbage for me, Carl. Feel free to first have a wank & shoot a load of cum into Oliâs sopping wet diaper!â Daddy winked at Carl.
Carl blushed a deep red. How did Daddy know that was his plan as soon he got inside the bathroom in the store?
Daddy tightened the straps of the diaper, making sure it was firmly, tightly in place. Picking the onesie with the baby hippos, he quickly dressed Oli, lifted him from the car, and set him on his feet, telling Oli to get into the car. Just as Carl had predicted, the diaper was so thick on Oli that his legs were forced apart and Oli did, indeed, waddle when walked with a loud, crinkling sound coming from the diaper.
âThanks again for your help, Carl. Goodbye.â Daddy made sure Oli was securely buckled in the car, then went around to the drivers side, got in, started the car & began to drive out of the parking lot.
Feeling infantile. No more big boy thoughts.

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A boys World: New Boy
Youâve been watching him for weeks.
The world had changed so much in the last few years. Men, boys, really, were regressing everywhere. Some fought it, clinging to their old lives, their old selves, but most eventually gave in. The media, the cartoons, the subtle shifts in society, it all pushed them toward toddlerhood, toward diapers, toward the comforting arms of a mommy. And for those who embraced it, there were places like this: a cozy, sunlit apartment where little boys in onesies and overalls gathered, their stuffed animals in tow, their diapers crinkling with every step.
Youâve been coming to these munches for months now. Most of the boys here are already fully regressed, their lives revolving around their mommies, their diapers, their pacifiers. But Rob? Rob is different. Rob still has a big boy job.
Heâs new. Not to regression, oh no, heâs been in diapers for a while, you can tell by the way he moves, the way he fidgets when heâs wet but to this. New to these muches.
Rob is always early to arrive. He sits quietly in the corner, his stuffed rabbit clutched tightly to his chest, his overalls straining just a little over the thick bulge of his diaper. He never asks for help. Never complains. Never even hints at needing a change, no matter how long heâs been squirming. Youâve watched him, seen the way his fingers dig into the fabric of his overalls when heâs wet, the way his cheeks flush when he thinks no oneâs looking. Heâs so used to handling everything himself that the idea of asking for help doesnât even cross his mind.
And that, more than anything, breaks your heart.
Today, you decide to change that.
The munch is in full swing, mommies chatting over coffee, little boys playing with blocks or coloring, the air filled with the soft rustle of diapers and the occasional giggle. Rob is perched on the edge of the couch, his rabbit pressed to his chest, his legs squeezed tightly together. Heâs been fidgeting for the last half hour, his fingers twisting the ears of his stuffed friend, his breath coming in short, shallow bursts.
You slide onto the couch beside him, close enough that your thigh brushes against his. He tenses, his body going rigid, but he doesnât pull away.
âYouâre so quiet today,â you murmur, your voice warm, inviting. âEverything okay, sweetheart?â
Rob swallows hard, his fingers tightening around his rabbit. âIâm fine, thanks,â he says, but his voice is too high, too tight. A lie. A bad one.
You reach out, your fingers gently brushing the back of his hand. âYou donât look fine,â you say softly. âYouâve been squirming for ages. Are you wet?â
His face burns crimson. He doesnât answer, but the way his legs press together, the way his breath hitches, tells you everything you need to know.
You donât push. Not yet. Instead, you lean in just a little closer, your voice dropping to a whisper. âYou donât have to do everything alone, you know.â
Robâs breath catches. His eyes flicker to yours, wide and uncertain, before darting away again. He doesnât say anything. He doesnât have to.
You stand, holding out your hand. âCome on,â you say, your voice gentle but firm. âLetâs get you into a fresh diaper.â
Rob hesitates. His fingers twist in the fabric of his rabbitâs ears, his lower lip trembling. He doesnât argue. Doesnât refuse. He just stares at your outstretched hand like itâs a lifeline heâs afraid to grab.
You wait.
And then, slowly, his hand slips into yours.
The nursery is warm, the walls painted a soft pastel blue, the changing table already stocked with fresh diapers, wipes, and cream. Rob stands in the center of the room, his rabbit clutched to his chest, his eyes darting between you and the changing table. Heâs trembling, not from fear, but from something deeper, something heâs never let himself want before.
You guide him backward until the back of his knees hits the edge of the table. âUp you go,â you murmur, lifting him with ease, his slight weight nothing compared to the warmth flooding your chest.
Rob whines as you lay him down, his overalls already unbuttoned, the thick, sagging diaper beneath exposed. Itâs heavy, the plastic crinkling with every shift of his hips, the front bulging with the weight of his accidents. His face burns with shame, but you only smile, your fingers tracing the outline of the wetness.
âSuch a good boy,â you coo, your voice thick with affection. âYouâve been peeing alot, havenât you?â
Rob nods, his lower lip trembling. He doesnât speak. He doesnât have to.
The diaper tabs come undone with a soft rip, the sound making Rob flinch. You peel the soggy diaper away from his skin, folding it in on itself, the scent of his accident filling the air. Rob whimpers, his hands covering his face, but you only hum, your touch never wavering.
You clean him with slow, deliberate strokes, the wipe gliding over his sensitive skin, wiping away every trace of his accident. Rob shivers under your touch, his breath coming in short, sharp gasps, his fingers twisting in the fabric of his rabbitâs ears.
He whines, his voice breaking.
âShhh,â you soothe, pressing a kiss to his thigh. âIâve got you now.â
The fresh diaper is thick, the plastic backing crinkling as you unfold it beneath him. Robâs breath hitches as you lift his hips, sliding the diaper into place, the soft fabric pressing against his skin. You take your time taping it snugly around his waist, your fingers lingering on the smooth plastic, adjusting the fit until itâs perfect.
Rob is trembling by the time youâre done, his cheeks wet with tears he didnât even realize he was crying. You wipe them away with your thumb, your touch impossibly gentle.
âThere,â you murmur, pressing one final kiss to his forehead. âAll better.â
Rob looks up at you, his eyes wide and glistening. âT-thank you,â he whispers, his voice raw with emotion.
You smile, your heart so full it could burst. âAnytime, sweetheart,â you say, helping him sit up, your hands steadying him as he finds his balance. âYou never have to do it alone again.â
And as Rob clutches his rabbit to his chest, his diaper crinkling softly with every movement, you know, this is only the beginning. For both of you.
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Poison Candy
Edward and Thomas were 19 and out trick-or-treating. They got their candy by stealing from younger kids. They happened to be seen doing this by an older woman who happened to be skilled in the art of potions. She quickly thought of a quick plan. She grabbed some candy and injected a little of a secret potion she had been working on. When the two boys came to her house, she gave them the candy and encouraged them to eat it as soon as possible. Later that night when they were back home, they were starting to eat their candy. They came to her candy and devoured it. Suddenly they felt tired and their eyes felt heavy and closed. The next morning the woke up in full diapers and couldnât speak at all except for baby babbling. They couldnât move either. then a woman came in and said âGood morning baby Eddy and baby Tommy, are you two ready for your diaper changes yet?â The old womanâs candy had turned them into overgrown infants.
New Pajamas: Version 2.0
These images are Photoshop fakes from photos found on the internet. The people in these images arenât really dressed like this, but I think they look better this wayâŚwink, wink.
Getting Caught: Version 2.0
These images are Photoshop fakes from photos found on the internet. The people in these images arenât really dressed like this, but I think they look better this wayâŚwink, wink.
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After weeks of restless nights and a mind that never seemed to quiet, Evan finally tried hypnotherapy. As the soft voice guided him through gentle waves of imageryâeach breath slower, each thought lighterâhe felt his body melt into the chair. The tension that had coiled in his shoulders for months began to unwind, replaced by a calm he hadnât known in years. When the session ended, it was as if the world itself had slowed down; even the air seemed softer. Evan hadn't even noticed how his clothing and surroundings had changed. It didn't matter. He was a happy boy this November. Happy #Hypnovember