The shackled, diapered, bibbed college baby listened intently as he heard footsteps above. He was in heaven: In the basement of a dominant man he’d met online; his roommates thought he’d gone home for the weekend; he had just drank a bottle of the man’s piss, which, okay, that was a bit much but still made him feel like a real submissive diaper baby. He’d already been here for three days, surrounded by hundreds of diapers. He’d been treated like a real baby in this man’s home. Peeing and pooping his Pampers, being spanked, fed, regressed, plugged and forced to suck cock while wearing stinky diapers. Finally a chance to privately engage in the fetish he’d had for so long. At 19, this was as good as it got. He had one more night, then he’d go back to his normal college life, where everyone thought he was a straight guy with a girlfriend. But then the doorbell. And the footsteps. And now the voices.
“So where’s this one? Downstairs?” A woman’s voice. An older woman’s voice.
“Yep, in his high chair, had his baba, sitting in his wet diaper, shackled in.”
Now the footsteps were coming down the steps into the basement nursery. The baby stared shocked as a woman about 65 took the final step and then stood in front of him.
“My, my, my, my. Look at you. Diapered, captured. Drinking daddy’s piss. Real diaper faggot, ain’t ya?” The woman was smoking a cigarette and holding her camera up, recording all of this. Oh no.
“Had a good weekend, huh? Well, we’ll see if you enjoy the rest of your life everyone knowing you’re a diaper queer. Jackson Thompson of Boulder, Colorado. Right? That you? Parents Mary and Patrick. Siblings Greg, Tara, Lisa and Bobby? Girlfriend Samantha. Girlfriend. Ha! So my son has been secretly taking pics of you all week and now I just want to get in on the fun. We’ll be emailing them to everyone.”
Now the baby started writhing in his high chair, wanting out. Not that it’d matter much. The pics of him being a diapered, Pampers-pooping cocksucker were already being emailed to everyone in his life. This would be the 6th college boy mother and son had done this too. They didn’t do it for money or anything, just the joy of wrecking college boys. Exposing them for what they were. Each one always got an offer: Since your life is ruined, you can move in with daddy and granny and be a permanent baby slave. None of them ever did it, instead just trying to pick up the shambles of their life. Maybe this one would be different. Would return crawling back to be permanently diapered and regressed. To become an ass-fucked, cocksucking diaper whore for life. There’d be pussy in it for him too. Elderly pussy he’d learn to please with his faggy mouth. His life as a normal man was ruined. Everyone would now label him a diaper faggot. No coming back from that. But he could always come back to daddy and granny.
