Secret Pants

(all characters are consenting adults!!! i do not condone engaging in kink in public! this is fantasy!)

“mommy, do i have to wear this to ren faire?” sam asked as i laid him down on top of an open diaper.

“yes, baby. your knight outfit has a lot of layers. too many to be taking off to go potty. and besides… didn’t somebody have an accident just two days ago?”

his cheeks burned scarlet and he covered his face. “maybe…”

“you wanna remind mommy what happened?” i asked gently as i started to sprinkle baby powder all over and rub it into his skin. i didn’t want this cranky boy getting a rash.

“i told mommy i could handle big boy pants, but then i drank a lot of water and i didn’t make it to the potty.”

“and you went pee pee in your pants, right? in front of your friends?”

“mommy, stop reminding me, it’s so embarassing.” sam said, giggling behind his hands.

“that was pretty embarassing, huh? so to save you from having another potty accident like that, you’re going to be diapered today. make sense?”

sam sighed. “makes sense.”

“attaboy,” i said, starting to tape the thick diaper onto my lil guy. he squirmed, but i could see his brain relax and go fuzzy as soon the diaper hugged his lil boy parts.

i gave the front of the diaper a few firm pats, then helped sam sit up on the changing mat.

“will anyone be able to tell?”

i shook my head. “no way, baby. your armor will hide it just fine. and everyone will be too silly n tipsy from all the mead, no one will be paying attention to your diapered butt.”

“okay,” sam said, but he still looked nervous.

“c’mon, brave knight, don’t you wanna put your armor on?”

he blushed at the compliment. “yeah mommy.”

i helped him into the first layer, a pair of loose brown linen pants and a flowy white shirt. i watched from the bed as he belted the shirt on his own.

his tattooed chest and forearms peeking out from the flowy fabric drove me crazy. he was so fucking hot. even hotter knowing there was a diaper underneath his layers, and no doubt it would be soggy before long.

the next layer was the chainmail that we’d bought for this very occasion. sam, who loved anything medieval just as much as i did, had been overjoyed when i surprised him with the outfit.

“it’s really heavy, lil knight, so if you need to take it off at any point, we can.” i told him, adjusting the chainmail as it hung on his chest.

“but mommy, you need your knight to be dressed properly. how else am i gonna protect my princess?”

now it was my turn to blush. i giggled and kissed sam gently on the lips. “such a devoted little knight, aren’t you?”

he nodded proudly.

“you just need your sword now.” i said, finding the fake sword and sheath, which attached to sam’s belt.

once he was all ready, he looked in the mirror, admiring the outfit.

“i feel so fucking cool,” he said.

“language.” i snapped.

“oops. sorry mommy,” he giggled, correcting himself. “i feel very very cool.”

“much better. you ready to hit the road, lil man?”

he nodded, and we packed up the car and started the drive to the ren faire.

from the outside, we looked like every other couple. a knight and princess, nothing out of the ordinary. but under all those layers was my knight’s big poofy diaper. and under my princess dress was a cute little pullup. the leather backpack thrown over my pack carried all the usual things- water bottle, keys, wallet, gum… but it also held a spare diaper, wipes, diaper cream, and the travel changing mat.

i loved changing sam in a family restroom at a public event. the blushiness that came over him when i told him that it was time for a change was the cutest thing i’d ever seen. i loved it so much.

“what do you wanna do first, sammy?” i asked as we entered the wooded clearing of the ren faire. there were signs pointing towards different booths selling turkey legs and honeyed wine, vendors showing off gorgeous hand-made textiles, and little stages with performances happening everywhere you looked.

sam looked overwhelmed with joy as he took it all in. “mmm, i’m a little thirsty mama.”

“should we get some mead? do you think you can handle a big-boy drink?”

he nodded “i can handle it! please mom?”

i chuckled. “okay, sweet boy.”

the woman working the drink booth was wearing a gorgeous floral corset and fairy ears. she smiled kindly as we approached, and then her eyes locked in on sam.

“well, hi handsome!” she said to sam, and i watched him look over at me nervously and blush. “what can i get for you, brave knight?”

sam looked at me again, looking unsure of himself. i stepped in to help, rubbing his back gently.

“he’ll have the blueberry mead. and i’ll have the strawberry, please.”

i paid the woman, and sam ducked behind my back shyly, burying his face in my shoulder.

“aww, is someone feeling shy?” the pretty bartender teased. “what’s his name?” this was directed towards me, which amused me. she could tell i was the grown-up here.

“sam,” i said. “he’s my lil guy. he’s definitely a little shy around strangers, aren’t you, bug?”

he blushed, looking up at the lady and nodding.

“oh, that’s okay!” she said to sam sweetly. “strangers can be scary, huh? good thing you’ve got such a nice mom to look after you.”

“she’s not my mom! she’s my girlfriend…” sam said, but his voice was unconvincing.

the bartender and i both chuckled.

“why not both, lil bug? i’m both, right?” i asked.

sam nodded, looking at the ground. “you’re both.”

the bartender giggled and got our drinks for us, winking at sam as she handed the meads over.

“have fun with your ‘girlfriend’” the woman teased.

as we walked away, sam’s cheeks were beet-red.

“you okay, bug? sorry about the teasing…”

he nodded, still looking overwhelmed and embarassed by the whole interaction.

we sat down at a picnic table next to a few other groups of people dressed as fairies, pirates, and ogree. “how about a snack? i packed your favorite!”

i reached into the backpack to produce a bag of pirate booty.

“eat something, sweet pea. you’ll need it if you’re drinking big-boy drinks today.”

sam eagerly accepted the bag and started to crunch on the little puffed snacks. he looked lost in thought while he ate. he didn’t touch his mead.

“are you sure you’re okay, sammy? is there anything you need to tell me?”

sam put the snack down and looked over at me.

“was that lady flirting with me?” he asked.

“i think she was. you’re a handsome lil guy. women notice that, baby.”

“it made me feel funny.”

“oh yeah? which part made you feel funny?”

“her laughing at me for being a baby.”

“c’mere.” i said, guiding sam to lean his head on my shoulder. he obliged, wrapping his arms around my middle. i rubbed his back gently, soothingly.

“i think that lady was just trying to be nice, but you’re right, she had no right to tease you. that’s mommy’s job, right?”

sam giggled softly. “right.”

“eat your snack, lil guy. do you still want your drink?”

he stared at it, looking unsure.

i reached into the backpack and pulled out his insulated sippy cup with dragons on it. “what if mom poured it into this?”

sam smiled and nodded. “yes please, mommy.”

“very good.”

i poured his drink into the sippy cup and screwed the lid on. i watched as he happily took it and started sucking on the straw.

“after we have our snack, i think there’s a stuffed dragon over there with your name on it…”

sam’s eyes lit up again and he hugged me.

“love you, mommy.”

(this is a work of md/lb fiction. all characters are consenting adults!!)

inspired by a lovely lil guy 🍯🐻 he knows who he is! thanks for the inspiration, honey

“how was your day?” i asked sam when he walked in our apartment in his work clothes, dropping his bags and slumping over to me. i wrapped my arms around him and he buried his face in my neck.

“not good. i screwed up this report and it affected the whole team. i feel so stupid.”

“oh, baby. im so sorry that happened. you’re not stupid, sweet pea.” i said, running my hands through his hair. “you’re very very smart, and you work so hard.”

i held him like that for a few minutes until he finally pulled away.

“do you wanna have a special little night to take your mind off things?” i asked.

sam shook his head.

“i’m gonna shower and go to bed early. sorry, baby. just not in the mood to be little tonight.”

“okay” i said gently. “i’ll leave some dinner out for you, and there’s some leftover brownies if you want those too.”

he nodded, giving a small smile. i could tell he was still stuck in his head.

there was nothing to do but give him some space and let him come to me when he was ready.

after sam showered, ate dinner (and two brownies) he sat down on the couch next to me to watch some TV.

“feeling better after your shower and some food?”

he nodded, curling up into my side. “so much better.”

i wrapped my arms around him and played with his hair, ruffling his curls gently.

he leaned into my touch, whimpering softly.

“i love when you make that sound.”

he blushed. “what sound?”

i mocked the little whimper, causing him to blush even darker.

“i don’t sound like that.” he huffed.

“yes you do, grumpy boy.”

“no i don’t.”

i giggled. “okay, fine. no need to get all worked up about it.”

i kept playing with his hair, then my hands when down to his back, slowly and rhythmically rubbing.

he whimpered again.

i giggled. “you did it again, baby.”

his brown furrowed slightly. “no i didn’t!” suddenly his thumb was finding its way to his mouth. he sucked it, soothing himself as he curled back up against my side.

“it’s okay, sweet pea. nothing to be embarrassed about. there’s nothing wrong with making your lil whimpers and moans when you’re relaxing.” i kept rubbing his back. “in fact, i really like it when i can hear that deep manly voice of yours suddenly sound not so big.”

with his thumb still in his mouth, he whined, “mommyyyy, you’re doing it again.”

“doing what, hun bun?”

“makin’ me feel small…”

“oh, i thought you were going to be a big boy tonight?”

he sucked harder on his thumb, looking up at me, his eyes already starting to glaze over as he melted into littlespace.

“i am a big boy, mama!! i promise!”

“you promise?” i teased. “if i recall correctly, just yesterday you woke up in a onesie and a very full diaper, sucking on your paci like a lil baby.”

sam blushed “maybe…”

“does that sound like something a big boy would do?”

sam buried his face in my neck. “no, mommy, it sounds like something a little boy would do…”

“that’s right. and you are just a little boy, aren’t you?”

he whimpered. “yes mama.”

i kept rubbing his back, cooing at him for a few more minutes while he nuzzled into me.

i patted his back firmly, queuing him to get up.

“go bring me a diaper.”

he looked at me with wide eyes. “a diaper? why?”

“because you need it, honey bun. i can tell. bring me a diaper and your changing basket.”

he looked embarassed, but he obeyed, shuffling off to his nursery and coming back with one of his favorite dino diapers and his little basket that held wipes, barrier cream, and lotion.

i laid out his changing mat on the floor, helping him lay down on his back. he was so pliant for me when he got all subby.

i rubbed his tummy gently, and he kicked his feet in the air, giggling.

“squirmy lil worm.”

i took off his pajama pants and big boy boxers, exposing his lil boy parts to the air.

“is cold mama!!!” he said, rubbing his eyes and squirming some more.

i put my hand on his tummy firmly to hold him still. i reached into the basket to find his emergency paci that we kept in there for changes.

“open.”

he obeyed, and i slipped the paci into his mouth.

i watched as his brain melted even more, my big, smart, emotionally mature boyfriend suddenly dissolving into a little boy as he sucked and chewed on his paci. his eyes were glazed over and locked on mine, like i was his whole world.

“legs up, you silly worm.” he obeyed, and i slipped the diaper under him.

after some powder and barrier cream, i taped him up securely, and rubbed the front of his fresh new diaper.

“that’s much better, huh?”

he nodded, giggling as he sucked his binky. “mommy?” his voice was muffled by the pacifier.

“what is it, honey bear?”

“can i wear my favorite onesie tonight?”

“of course you can! that’s a very good idea. should we go to the nursery and get you all cozy?”

he nodded.

i led us to the nursery, sammy following behind like a lost puppy. he looked so cute in nothing but a t-shirt and his diaper. i patted his poofy diaper butt as he walked into the nursery.

“can you find your favorite onesie for me?” i asked my little guy.

sam grabbed the onesie with the cute teddy bears on it. he handed it to me without saying a word. i could tell from that doe-eyed look in his eyes that he really needed this. he needed to be babied and taken care of and be treated like my actual little boy.

“oh this is a good one, isn’t it, honey bear?”

he nodded, lifting his arms for me to take off his t-shirt. so eager.

i tugged his shirt off until he was standing in front of me in nothing but his diaper. i ran my hands over his tattooed arms, admiring how gorgeous this grown man looked when he was reduced to nothing but a sweet little diaper boy.

“i can’t believe such a baby has all these grown up tattoos!!” i said with a laugh.

sam giggled, covering his face with his hands.

i pulled them away. “c’mon, let’s get you in your onesie.”

i helped him step into his cozy onesie and then i had him lay down on the nursery floor rug so i could snap up the buttons on the crotch. i would never get sick of seeing how his diaper looked bulging underneath the onesie.

it was the hottest thing i’d ever seen, and i could not get enough.

i gave his tummy a few rubs and tickles, causing him to giggle and kick his feet up again.

“mommyyyyy” he whined.

“yeah, baby?”

“stop tickling”

“oh, like this?” i tickled his tummy again, pinching the side gently, which made him wiggle and scream with laughter.

“mommyyyyy!! stoppppppp”

i finally stopped, watching sam roll around, cheeks blushing and eyes full of laughter. i wanted to eat him up.

“okay, okay, enough riling up the little one before bed. do you wanna sleep in your crib tonight, or with mommy in the grown-up bed?”

sam’s thumb went into his mouth as he started pondering his options.

“want my crib. but i also want mommy.”

i laughed. “you can’t have it both ways, baby.”

sam pouted.

“okay, how about this: you can have your sippy cup and we can read some books in your crib, but then when it’s night-night time, you need to get in the grown-up bed with mommy. does that sound fair and fun?”

sammy nodded. “fair and fun, mama.”

“okay good, pick out some books, while i go get your bottle going. do you want chocolate milk tonight?”

sammy nodded again. “yes please. in my dinosaur sippy cup?”

“sure, baby. i’ll be right back.”

in the kitchen, i found his favorite sippy cup with the cute little dinosaurs on it. i filled it up with chocolate milk, and made my way back down the hall.

back in the nursery, i found sam laying on his tummy, playing with his play-food. there was a stack of three books next to him, his picks for storytime.

i felt a wave of affection wash over me as i watched him playing, kicking his feet back and forth, so focused on the plastic vegetables he was playing with.

“i’m back sammy, you ready for some stories?”

he got into his crib, snuggling up with his blankie and favorite stuffie. i gave him his sippy cup, and he happily started to drink it.

there really wasn’t enough room in his crib for two adults, but some nights like this, we made it work. i sat beside him, pulling him into my lap for storytime.

he snuggled into me as i started to read him “if you give a mouse a cookie.” even though it was one of his favorites that we read allllll the time, he was completely entranced by it.

the only sounds in the nursery were my voice reading the story, sammy gently sucking on his sippy cup, and some occasional crinkles as sammy wiggled in my lap.

we stayed like that for two more books, and then it was night night time.

“you ready for bed, lil guy?”

sammy looked like he was half-asleep already. i kissed the top of his head and helped him stand up.

i led him back to our bedroom, watching as he curled up in bed with his stuffie, blankie, and paci.

i gave his diaper a quick check, feeling that it was only a little soggy in the front. he must have wet it during storytime.

“mommy, what’re you doing?” sammy asked sleepily, words muffled through his paci.

“just giving you a lil check before bed. only a teensy bit soggy. plenty of room for my little bedwetter.”

sammy blushed. he hated when i reminded him that he sometimes actually had accidents at night. nothing was blushier for him than going to bed dry and waking up soggy.

“all good.” i said, patting his diaper through his onesie. “that’ll last you through the night.”

sammy giggled. “c’mere mommy, wanna snuggle.”

“coming, honey bear.”

i crawled in bed with him and let him cling to me like a needy little koala. i rubbed his back soothingly, listening to him sucking on his paci and letting out little whimpers and moans every few minutes as he got comfy.

“night night mommy.” he finally said, drifting off to sleep.

Auggie set down the hippo and stood up. “I need to go pee. I’m gonna just be a second.” He started to open the trapdoor to the ladder.

“Wait,” said Ollie. “Just go pee in your pants. No one else is here and it’ll dry before Lina finds out.”

Auggie hesitated. “Are you sure?”

“Yeah! It’ll be fine. Look, I already went a couple times.” He sat up on his knees and pulled down his shorts a little bit so Auggie could see.

“Yeah, but you have a diaper on. That’s different.”

Ollie shrugged. “So what? Come on and keep playing with me. It’ll be okay. We’re outside so you won’t mess up any furniture or anything. It feels so good anyway…” He sat back down and let himself relax. “I’m going right now and it feels so good…”

Auggiensat back down tentatively. “Are you sure nobody’s going to find out?”

“I don’t think so. Just go pee.” Ollie picked up one of the animals again and made it walk towards the saucer they were using as a water trough.

Auggie sat back down on the warm wood. He tried to just let go but found that he was a little locked up. “I can’t make it come out,” he said.

“Don’t force it,” said Ollie. “Just relax. Just imagine you have a diaper on. You still have to wear them at night, right?”

“Who told you that??”

“Your girlfriend. Haha.”

Auggie picked up the hippo again. Just a few seconds later, he felt warmth spreading across his crotch. “I’m going,” he said quietly.

“See?” said Ollie. “Doesn’t it feel good?”

“Yeah,” said Auggie, starting to shift a little bit against the wood.

“Mmm,” said Ollie, setting down his toy and copying Auggie, wiggling a little bit against the wood.

“Can I…um…can I feel what your diaper’s like?”

“Yeah, of course! Are you curious?”

“Um…kinda. I haven’t worn a big diaper like that since I can remember. I just have to wear a pull-up at night.”

Ollie pushed the toys aside and scooted closer. He undid his fly and eased his shorts down again.

Auggie reached out and rubbed it, just for a second before snatching his hand away. “It’s really warm.”

“You can touch it more than that,” said Ollie. “It’s okay.”

Auggie raised his hand again, looking at the floor. He could feel heat rising in his face. He reached out again and rubbed Ollie’s diaper.

“It feels really good. Do you want me to do you too?”

Auggie didn’t answer but scooted closer, also kneeling up onto his knees. Ollie let his hand down onto Auggie’s wet pants and cupped his bulge. “It always feel better when you’re wet,” he told Auggie.

Auggie agreed but he didn’t want to say it aloud. They kneeled there for a couple more minutes and Auggie felt something building in him; he wanted to push Ollie over and rub on him and on his diaper. Just when he opened his mouth to say something someone knocked on the trapdoor. Both boys snatched their hands away.

“Everything okay, boys? Are you playing nice?” It was Lina’s voice.

“Yeah!!” said Ollie loudly. “Everything’s fine! Go away! No girls allowed!!”

“Yeah!!” said Auggie, too. “No girls!”

The trapdoor opened anyway. “That isn’t very nice. You boys better remember who’s in charge at my house.” She climbed into the treehouse and sat down in front of them. “Who’s in charge? I want both of you to answer.”

“You are, Lina.”

“You, Miss Lina…” Auggie looked away. He couldn’t think of a good way to hide his soaked jeans, much less the wet patch on the floor around him.

“What’s going on? You’re both blushing. Were you doing something naughty?”

Neither of them answered, and Lina stood up, hunching over under the low ceiling, and squatted very close to them.

“How come Auggie’s wet himself?”

“We were just playing,” said Auggie, looking down at the floor.

“Auggie, wetting yourself at your age is a big deal. Aren’t you meant to be 24 or something? I’m going to have to tell Polly.”

“You don’t have to tell her…I can just change in to some of Ollie’s pants and…”

“She’s still going to notice when she picks you up. And what’s going on down here?” She pointed to Auggie’s crotch. “It looks like you were getting pretty excited? Are you *sure* you weren’t playing naughty?”

Auggie still couldn’t take his eyes off the floor.

“You seem veryyyy reluctant to tell me. I think I know what that means.” She reached out and pinched Auggie’s ear, pulling him towards the trap door. “You’re coming down first. And then I’ll get my baby, too.”

Ollie watched as Lina made sure Auggie went down the ladder. Then she snapped her fingers at him and pointed at the trap door. He didn’t need to be told twice and hurried down, too.

Lina marched both of the to the bathroom and told them that if they were going to be naughty they needed to be somewhere appropriate. She left, telling them that she would be back soon.

“What’s she going to do?” asked Auggie. “I’ve never been bad at your house before.”

Ollie shrugged. “Usually she spanks me. Or makes me sit in my room. It probably won’t be so bad for me, though. I’m meant to go in my diapers, anyways. I think the rules are different for you.”

Auggie felt his face frown. This wasn’t fair at all. He couldn’t keep himself from shoving Ollie.

Ollie stumbled and righted himself against the counter. “No pushing! Do you want to get in worse trouble?”

Auggie didn’t really care anymore. He shoved Ollie against the counter and grabbed his wrists, squeezing them hard. He shoved his knee under Ollie’s crotch. And then, he didn’t really mean to do it, but as they struggled, his thigh started to rub against Ollie’s diaper.

Somehow they ended up on the tile, still fighting, but also humping against each other. Auggie started to feel that really warm, tingly feeling that made him want to go faster and faster. His hard-on was straining against his underwear and his fly and…

The door opened. “Boys!! Get up right now!”

They both scrambled to their feet.

“No fighting!” Lina grabbed both of them under their arms, hard. “You guys know that’s not okay!”

She pulled them into the bedroom.

“You know fighting is not okay,” she repeated. “Shame on both of you.” The boys hung their heads. “And I know what else you were doing.” Auggie felt his cheeks burning. He opened his mouth but Lina shushed him before he could say anything. “That is very naughty. You boys know you aren’t meant to do stuff like that if Polly and I aren’t around.”

“I’m sorry, Miss Lina…”

“I don’t want to hear it. You’re going to be sorry after I spank you both. But I’m not going to do anything just yet. I called Polly and she’ll be over here very soon. She told me not to do anything to you until she’s here to watch.” Lina crossed to the dresser and took out a folded plastic sheet. She spread it over the bed. “Both of you sit down right here and think about what you did. If you’re still right here in the same spot, and you’re good during the punishment, we might let you finish what you were doing. But only if we’re keeping an eye on you.”

Lina shut the door and waited for the latch to click. Then she walked back to the kitchen, smiling to herself. She and Polly were going to have a very entertaining afternoon.

Auggie and Ollie sat in silence. Ollie started to apologize but Auggie shot him a look and he shut up quick. A few more minutes passed with no noise spare the clock ticking in the dark room.

Then Auggie spoke. “Ollie…I kind of have to go again.”

“Okay. Just go in the sheet. I don’t think that’s going to make a different about how much trouble we’re in. Are you scared? Do you want me to hold your hand? I don’t think that’s naughty.”

Auggie set his hand down on the sheet between them and Ollie picked it up and squeezed it. It wasn’t long before Auggie felt his jeans getting warm again. He sighed in satisfaction.

“All done?” asked Ollie.

“Yeah. Ollie?”

“Uh-huh?”

She thought she was so cute making a present for you. She pushed and pushed until she felt the warmth in her backside and the sudden droop in her diaper.

She giggled. She was so happy to have used her diaper because she knew it meant a loving change. And anyway, by now she simply loved the feeling of going in her pants. Even more, she loved the feeling of having gone in her pants. The obvious reminder of her status as a diaper-needing baby girl. Which is funny considering how reluctant she initially was to diapers. How she “liked having a job” or “didn’t want to go in her pants like an overgrown toddler”. She was a mature, composed young woman with dreams and ambitions, seemingly someone who enjoyed her adult life.

She was much more giggly now, and carefree. Living only to have fun and be a baby. She enjoyed how droopy her diaper was. You even knew that you could make her leave the house like that and she wouldn’t have a hint of shame. She thought she was the cutest and she was, wasn't she?

Photo credit: @mommymira-and-widdlewilla

inspired by a tumblr rp i did with the now deactivated blog @misterscout! he was super nice and i really enjoyed chatting with him, i hope maybe he'll find this story somehow and we can chat again!

Steve and Erica are a happy, newly married couple just beginning to explore each other's kinks. Steve's ABDL fetish and dominant streak perfectly complimented Erica's curiosity surrounding humiliation and submission. The pair have regularly scheduled "Daddy Days," when Steve gradually acclimates his fiercely independent and adorable wife to the ins and outs of a kinky DDLG relationship.

This month's Daddy Day happens to fall during Steve's favorite time of the year: baseball's Spring Training. He and Erica booked a whole week in sunny, warm Arizona where they had tickets to attend as many games as they wanted! The confluence of his two favorite things: baseball and putting his wife in diapers, was too amazing an opportunity for him to ignore. It's time to swing for the fences and see just how far Erica is willing to de"base" herself for him!

Chapter 1 - 1711 words