“Oh Mister Turner what’s wrong sweetheart?”
What’s wrong? For goodness sake what was right about what was happening.
“Oh right sorry, Lukey cutie, why’re you crying? Can you tell your sitter baby? You know your sitter Ashley would love to make it all better.”
Luke Turner sat on the floor of his living room looking down at his bare legs splayed in front of him, the thick crinkly plastic diaper wrapped around him, then back up to the concerned women at least a decade younger than him and the look of maternal concern on her face. His former student’s words only made him wail louder.
What was wrong! Almost a year ago Luke had been a few years into his teaching career. He felt like he was finally starting to get the swing of things and was truly happy. He had a career he was passionate about, he had married a women he loved, they’d just bought a house together and were talking about having kids. Then the virus had happened and Luke found himself living his accomplishments in reverse.
After a few short months he was the baby in their new house. Sitting there in front of Ashley. A young women who he had helped educate had been hired by his wife to look after him! To feed him, keep him entertained, to change him… He tried to put into words the storm of emotions in him. Finally he was able to spit out a few words between his sobs “Da viwus… I was a big.. tweacha…no baby…not…fwawa!”
Ashley looked down at her former teacher. She saw his slightly thinning hair at the top of his head, his red and puffy cheeks and bloodshot eyes, his runny nose. She looked down at his shirt adorned with teddy bears and balloons and the few stains from breakfast that his bib hadn’t blocked, then down to the thick diaper between his legs, already the victim of several wettings since his wife had changed him into it earlier in the morning.
When she had last seen him several years ago he’d been her teacher, a good one too. She had been in one of his first students and his enthusiasm and eagerness for his new profession had been a stark contrast to the burnt out and jaded seniors he was lecturing. Still, he had won more than a few of them over, Ashley being one of them. By the end of the year Mr. Turner was one of her favorite teachers. It didn’t hurt that he was one of the few male teachers who hadn’t been creepy toward her.
Ashley squatted down and started to dry off Lukey’s face with a spit towel. “Oh poor baby, I know the regression virus isn’t fair cutie. Your mommy knows that you didn’t want to be a big baby.” Ashley made sure to refer to Luke’s wife as mommy. New outlooks had to be reinforced after all, especially by an adult baby sitter liker Ashley.
“But we have to make the most of it don’t we baby? We have to see the silver lining.”
“Sivwa linun?” Luke looked up and sitter and former student with his lower lip jutted out. Still, an experienced caretaker like Ashley knew she had his attention.
“Yeah baby,” Ashley grinned. “Like me for instance. Do you think I was happy when I got the virus? Do you think I wanted to have my boobies grow even bigger? I already got enough stares and comments from the creeps working at our school.” Luke’s eyes grew wider. “I neva did…”
“Hush baby I know. You were an exception, a perfect little gentleman then and now.” Ashley noted that last comment got a blushy little smile from Luke, his first of the day that she’d seen.
“No baby I didn’t want bigger boobies. I didn’t need any more back pain and I didn’t need to have them to make milkies either! Did you think I expected to start leaking in class my sophomore year of college or waking up in the middle of the night because I needed to pump? No baby at first I didn’t think the virus did me any good at all, but then I saw the silver lining”
“Yeah?” Lukey was staring at Ashley with a slack jawed look of wonder. She knew she had his complete attention. It didn’t hurt that she had started to slowly run her hands along the sides of breasts and gently push them together. Adult baby boys were still boys, and maybe still a bit adult, so they couldn’t help but be further mesmerized when she highlighted her assets.
“Yeah baby. The silver lining is I get to have so much fun looking after cute big babies like you!” Luke open mouthed grin started to falter. “It’s true! I get to play with adorable and super fun toys with big babies like you. You like all the toys your Mommy got you don’t you?”
“Yaaah,” Luke slowly nodded his head.
“I get to have so much fun playing at the park with big babies, or in their yards too. I know your Mommy says you can get a little shy around other people but that you loove running around outside.” Luke nodded vigorously to this. “I love reading those adorably adult baby books, I love dressing big baby boys in all those adorably clothes. They’re so much softer and comfortable than the clothes you had to wear to school aren’t they?” More nodding from Luke.
“See I bet you can’t really argue that being a big baby now isn’t fun.” Ashley stood up and put her hands on her hips. “You’re crib is super comfy isn’t it?” This new line of argument got Luke to frown a little. Sure his crib was super comfy but that didn’t mean he liked being a big baby. She had a point so he nodded yes. “You’re mommy is super nice too baby right?” This got a vigorous nod from Lukey. His wife was the absolute bestest about all of this, he thought. She was so patient and sweet and she always had a baba ready if he was thirsty and she played all these fun games with him.
Thinking about his mommy had Luke nodding vigorously and bouncing up and down. Ashley giggle at the site of him and walked backwards to the couch where she sat.
“Your mommy tells me you’re the sweetest too- when you’re not being a grumpy pants. That doesn’t surprise me at all. I hear a lot of your old colleagues didn’t turn into the sweet baby you did.”
Luke now shook his head. Sure enough most of his male colleagues had also succumbed to the virus. Ashley had heard that many of the girls at her school who suspected that their little coughs and sniffles might be early stage RV had made a point to stay closer than they normally would to the leering pervs that harassed them, teachers and students alike. She had babysat a few of them a couple of times. She had to admit she like punishing them more than she expected. Of course she only ever bottle fed them too.
Ashley now sat back down on the sofa. “So we agree that taking care of big babies with my big milky boobies is fun and that being a big sweet adult baby with an awesome Mommy is also fun. Now that that’s out of the way what would you like to do. We can read, we can play with your toys, ooor we can even go to the park and play on the jungle gym!”
Wait a minute. When did I agree that I liked being a big baby, Luke thought? No, no, no sure some parts of my life might be fun sure but being a baby when I should be a big boy? Nuh uh, thought Luke. That was going to far. I bet I can convince her that being a big baby isn’t fun, Luke assured himself. I taught her after all!
Lukey started to stand up, a much more thought intensive process now. He just needed to stand tall and present a compelling argument that being a big baby wasn’t good. Then Ashley would treat him like a big boy, he’d behave like a big boy, and he could go back to being a big boy and a good big boy who teaches good baby sitters like Ashley so they can take care of the real big baby boys.
Think harder Lukey, he thought to himself and he slowly raised himself on shaky legs. His brow furrowed and his face took on a look of deep concentration. I just need the right big boy words, he thought as he froze in his squatting position. Just need to get da wite wors an get pwetty Ashley to put me in big boy clothes un
Lukey’s mind went completely blank when he suddenly and noisily pooped. He was only aware of the growing warm weight in the seat of his sagging, expanding diaper.
Ashley giggled. That sound snapped him back to reality.
“Oh silly me, I thought you were having an existential crisis when really you just needed to make a big stinky in your diapy!”
Sowwy… bout duh stinky…” Lukey trailed off as he stood with his legs spread awkwardly far and his hand out in front of him for balance.
“Oh hush baby. I’ll take dumpy pants over grumpy pants any day,” Ashley laughed again.
Her laugh. Lukey remembered that laugh. It was one of the few that he heard whenever he told on of his signature corny jokes while teaching. He loved that laugh and wanted to hear it again. So he balled up his fists to his chest, scrunched up his face and puckered his lips, closed his eyes- and pushed.
He opened his eyes again when he heard the laughter. Ashley was fanning her hand in front of her nose. “Peee Yu Mister Baby Lukey Turner. That was a big boom boom you made!”
She gently grabbed one of his fists and started to guide him to the sofa.
“No changies? I’m tinky” Lukey asked as he followed.
“Not yet baby. I don’t mind stinky pants. Are you uncomfy, be honest?”
Lukey gingerly touched the back of his swollen and discolored diaper and shook his head. Poopy diapers didn’t usually bother him, not at first at least.
“Don’t worry baby I’ll change that way before it gets yucky, but right now we need to do something about that empty tummy of yours. Then I’ll change you into a fresh diapy and we can start having so much fun!”
Ashley was sitting on the sofa now. She had lifted part of her shirt and pulled one of her milky breasts out.
Lukey, wide eyed, gingerly lowered himself on the sofa and put his head on Ashley’s lap. Before he latched on he looked up at her and whispered. “Ashwey you my favowit.”
“That’s funny baby. I was thinking the same thing about you.”
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