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Project Babyhood : - 5-

Wednesday 1 September 2021

Los Angeles

The day started out normally for Clayton Simpson when his alarm buzzed on his phone at six thirty to wake him up. His husband Jason had traditionally gotten up an hour and half earlier than he did but their marriage had been solid for twelve years. Perhaps too solid. It wasn’t as though Jason had mentioned anything, but Clay was the kind of man who controlled his anxiety but cleaning, doing shopping and walking their Miniature Pincher on weekends in the park which was just down the block from their apartment.

His was frustrated though because he had started chatting to a guy who called himself Dadda on a serious fetish site. They had exchanged a few emails and last Friday Dadda had told him to get on his knees and services Jason’s needs and not to play with his peepee at all. For some reasons despite his best intentions Clay had obeyed. He couldn’t explain why. As Dominant as he was, he continued to suck his husband's cocks as he was instructed and continued after Jason’s sperm had exploded down on his tongue. Somehow, he felt better and remember he was told to drink everything but would never be asked to consumed shit or blood ever.

As Jason tried to pull away, he pleaded with his eye and shook his head slight continuing to suck and eventually drank down all his urine. “Jesus God Almighty Clayton – you haven’t done that in years what has gotten into to you today ? “, his husband asked. It was a question he was still pondering especially since he hadn’t been able to disobey Dadda sand jerk off.

He knew he was horny, but he also remembered that the guy said he wasn’t allowed to waste a drop of sperm every and would know if he masturbated. There was something he couldn’t figure out about why the guy was different. He had wanted to chat more on Saturday night, but his phone had died and purposefully hadn’t chatted.

Frustrated he had reached out to him via another app to and had been scolded then suddenly the man had gone offline and his mind was left to wonder whom he was talking to and why this one person had failed to submit to him. He remembers that he was told that he wasn’t a top and had to train himself, worse ye the reply he had typed haunted him “My hole is too tight.”, he cringed at the thought.

How did a total stranger know so much about him ? Further, how did he get him to blurt out something so honest with only a few chats ?

He wasn’t the only person who was in turmoil in Central City, South Dakota Corey was conflicted about what he had done yesterday to. It was the first time someone had taken an interest in him and just like the guy had said he had been on the verge of tears as he lay down sucking on his baby bottles trying to drift off to sleep. James Fen was however blissfully unaware what fate had in store for him.

There had been changes at Melrose Manor that Johnathan didn’t like but the orders came from headquarters. His boss refused to discuss it. Someone had employed staff to erect a new building which was sealed, and they had planted huge flowerbed of different coloured flowers around the property.

His staff were allowed to wear more casual clothing without his approval as long as the applied online and got permission. Frank was still in his womb and progressing well. There was a rumour going around that someone he knew had received flowers, but he hadn’t had a lover in years. Not since the first person he’d topped, and he had no clue what had happened to Robin.

Robin had been part of his life as he finished college and then moved on. He wondered if he had a girlfriend by now and what he was up to. The truth was that he had no sex life since then, only his hand and he certainly couldn’t order any sexual toys.

The thought – “What would love do now ?” was running through his mind and it was with the Clayton, Corey and Jason. Some stupid cliché he remembered spoke about things happening in threes but he had been convinced to let Don go. After a week’s worth of baby treatment, they boy had been removed from the nursery and undressed. “A taxi has been called and you are to leave ?” “Where am I to go ? “ “ I have no idea – I was just told you should get a new phone with airtime and be taken anywhere you desire. That is good right ?” “Am I supposed to ask to stay ?” “No, that is not a possibility – your mother made it clear she doesn’t wish to speak with you. You have some clothes left and you can try get a job or something.” “ But I do not know anything about South Africa, where am I supposed to go ?” “Go to Sandton – you will find something there. I put money in an account for you.” “ It wasn’t so bad – been in here – after I got used to it. “ “I wouldn’t know.” Dadda said leaving the room.

In Los Angeles Clayton woke up to find that a managing director of his company was visiting his office in the morning. Someone who had worked in human resources and worked their way up. He was curious about what it could mean but Jason had gotten in late and was still sleeping. He dressed smartly and wore a blue suit along with a yellow tie, taking extra care to shave himself. There were no messages on WhatsApp or Facebook from anyone. Nobody had bothered to reply to him which was a little odd.

As he drove into work, he calmed himself and for the first time since he was sixteen, he felt like a cigarette. The delay in traffic meant that he would be fifteen minutes late, so he let his receptionist know. His little sedan was parked in its usual spot reserved for him and he took the elevator to the fifth floor where his office was. “Mr. Jackson has been here for an hour already Sir ?” “Really – is he in my office ?” “No, he is very calm and cheerful.” “That’s good. Yes, it is.” Janet replied adding “I will let him know you are here shall I ?” “OK.”

Clayton Simpson went to the bathroom to piss and then washed his hands. He found Paul Jackson sitting in his office waiting for him. “Paul, what can I say – Damn traffic.” “I’m sure Clay Clay. Sit down and let me do the talking please.” “OK ? Is there a problem Sir ?” “No, you are being reassigned to a lighter work schedule. Someone seems to have taken an interest in you and decided you are in danger of a heart attack.” “Uhm ok – may I ask whom ?” “They said you will know when I show these “, the younger guy said removing the thickest pair of blue training pants Clayton had ever seen. He looked at Clayton with a grin and said, “Come stand here boy.” “But I am not sure, I want” “Ah ah, you’re Daddy told me to tell you it is way to lay for covert operations and I am to spank you if you resist me.” “Fuck!” Clayton said and moved toward him. “How did he know where to find me ?”

“Well from your stories it couldn’t have been too difficult, can it ? Now unbuckle your trousers and let’s get you into these shall we ?” “You know about my blog ?” “I have been informed yes. There we go, step right in front of me – excellent. Lower you pants now” “Can we close the door ?” “Oh I don’t think so. Shall I help you or do you need to speak to him ?”

Clayton grimaced and lowered his trousers. “All the way down, plus the undies to.” “Oh, someone is moist I see, is that because you didn’t shake off your peepee properly ?” “Uhm, I err” “There - there” Paul said taking away his trouser and lowering the training pants to the floor “Put your hands on my shoulders while I pull them up for you. Who is a big man ? Is it you Clay Clay ?”

Clayton blushed as his younger superior pulled the briefs up and almost died when felt Paul reposition his cock so it pointed down. “Aren’t these lovely and thick ? What do you say ?” “Thank you, Sir.” “ I think you best call everyone Aunty and Uncle from now on – more appropriate.” “Oh – yes uhm - Uncle Paul.” “Such an obedient boy you are. Put your trousers back on please “ “Will they fit – these are so thick ?” “Hmmmm what else are you expecting to wear ?” “I thought perhaps something bigger.” “Aww how sweet, shall I help you get dressed ?” Paul said holding out the trouser for him to step in,. “ See they are big enough. Now hold out your hand please, time to lock your mittens on you.”

Clayton felt his peepee tingle with excitement at the thought which was odd because he was struggling to get hard. First, he held out his left hand and complied and Paul put it on and locked, tightened the straps and took a small padlock from his pocket. The padlock fed through the metal hoops, and he heard his boss say, “Listen for the click.” which he did and as he watched he noticed that the lock had no key but a fingerprint scanner. “Now for the right hand “Excellent – he will be incredibly pleased you are not fussing but you know the other rule.”

Paul laughed as he took out a pacifier with an adult sized guard on it “Open wide now and suck it”, he was told which was the first time he thought twice. “You will keep that there throughout your trip to Melrose Manor. Everything else has been taken care of – Jason is going with, and we have all your passwords. In case you are wondering I have checked out your kink dating profiles and can’t wait to watch you online.”

The consequences of what he had been up had been known to Clayton for some time, the same was not true for Johnathan Adam. He had overslept one morning to hear people chatting and laughing outside his suite. He first reaction was to shout but then he thought he must be ill, and this could be the only reason he hadn’t been woken up.

There was something about a voice chatting he thought he knew “Oh poor Johnathan didn’t realize that I planted the seed for all of this in his head when I first met him at college. He was such a little nerd back then, studying hard for all those years paying for tuition he didn’t get that it was my family who had ensured he got his credentials.” “You mean he isn’t a doctor ?” “Oh, he wrote the exams and passed – at least he thinks he did but no his degrees and qualifications were never issued properly. He was led to his studies and allowed to think everything was his idea or brainchild” Robin said as she took the tranquilizer that she had prepared. “I have waited years to see him again. My breasts were expensive, and the removal of my beard too forever. God it was painful. Before I left, I let him have sex with me and after that I made sure that he wouldn’t get any opportunity.”

Her words were given with some satisfaction as she felt her cock harden at the thought of what she planned for him. It took no effort for her to override the electronic lock to his suite and for her to enter his room. She wondered how long it would take for him to recognize her recent look. “Hello Johnathan – I do not think you are too well, do not worry I am here to give you the change you need”, she said hoping he’d notice her breasts. “Oh yes it has been since we saw each other, and Mommy knows you can’t stand breasts. Don’t worry bunny boy – you’ll be happy to nurse on them soon enough.” “I know you”, he said trying to work out a way to escape. “Yes, you do but not as well as I know you,” Robin said leaning into the bed to reach for his cock, “My - this big thing needs a lot of loving – doesn’t it. ? Should I lick if for you John?”, the old acquaintance said running her hand across his cheek. “I’ve thought about this for such a long time. I how desperate you were for sex with me.” “So have I.” “You enjoyed that – didn’t you ? Want it to happen again ?” “Of course.”, he said “I would do anything to be in you again.”

Robin showed him the syringe and injected his bicep. “Your shot won’t take long to work baby, not that you could fight me without it. No, you haven’t eaten properly in days, and I am here to take care of you in a way you are very familiar with, “ his old partner said removing the blankets from him. “You will walk very slowly to the white room that has been prepared for. Be sure to lean on people for support because you know what will happen if you resist.” She said to him with his massive erection sticking out pointing upwards on full display.

He watched in horror as she took a thick pink leather collar from her lab coat and placed it around his neck. Then a leash was handed to her by his own orderlies and said, “Walkies time for John John.” and he was taken willingly out of the housing unit, through the eating room into the garden.

Everyone who was finishing morning tea watched as he was helped along into the old building where he has transformed his other sons. His cock throbbed leaking semen as he was shown off for everyone to see his new role. Eventually they came to his old office where he was placed on his own table. “There have been some developments in the techniques you used but it is good that you are no longer as hard as you can be because I want you to love and hate what is going to happen to you little one.” Robin said guiding huge wet wipe over him and then putting the new pink chastity cage onto his cut cock. She looked at him in winked “Listen for the click.”

Next, she took an adapted Lovesense Edge vibrating plug and showed it to him wondering if he knew what was going to happen. She inserted a lot of lube into his tight hole and worked her fingers around in it slowly. “Oh, someone is so very tight for me but why should you have all the pleasure bunny ? There are so many pleasures in life you haven’t tried.”

He felt his cock secure in its cage and asked why he hadn’t been shaved “Oh I have my reasons from personal experience.” The white leather straight jacket too an expert to guide him into and the straps secured his arms rendering him immobile. “Lift your legs all the way into the air so that my staff can hold them in place for your plug sunshine.” he was told as his legs were lifted upwards spreading them further apart than anything he had ever imagined. She put the plug in slowly easing it but making sure the connection to her phone wasn’t lost.

Robin didn’t show him the Reaz lil Bella diaper but said “Remove my puppies hoods and get the special chair ready. John is going to learn her place now. First, we put the baby on the nappy” she told him, “Then we powder the locked clitty in its new home where Dadda wants it.” She took began closing the diaper saying, “Finally we put the nappy on the baby and secure the tapes to your jacket in place.’

He was carried into a room that was totally white and noticed even the two human puppies had white hair that was shaved extremely short. They jumped and barked happily as they saw the true Daddy approach the room. “Good puppies, you will finally earn you tails today." Robin said removing her blouse to reveal two very erect nipple with small drops of breast milk dripping from them. Once she was seated the Alpha pup didn’t wait to lick her balls in anticipation of the fellatio while his beta crawled under the open seat to assume the best position to get his tongue in between her cheeks for rimming her.

Satisfied that she was in the best position possible for them she nodded to Tom her nurse and he started the vibrations she had programmed onto her phone for the vibrating plug.

“Poor little Johnathan - time for your morning feed and you will drain each breast totally. You are going to have a lot to digest as this happens and I do want you to keep eye contact with me before you are tied in place on the bed. I am not going to force you to do anything – you will comply willing with me every step of the way or be spanked and go hungry. Aren’t you luck to have me bunny ?”

The two puppies had their cocks caged for so long they were eager to get started and the new baby knew he no way to escape nor any way to pay back the money he owed. He had brought this on his himself. They all worked in union as he was forced to swallow the breast milk knowing that the remote-control vibrator would be removed and he be forced to use his diapers and they would have earned the right to have their white tails inserted, maybe orgasm themselves.

The chair Robin had been holding Jonathan on allowed his two puppies to services his sexual needs fully and the junior puppy was able to rest his head on a pillow when he was licking and stimulating the hole that was free of hair. Since his milk flowed freely Robin took time to hold his charge in his arms and burp him loudly. After baby John was placed on a white king-sized bed with his legs spread as far apart as they could go and a pacifier placed in his mouth.

He was allowed a small pillow to rest his head on and didn’t know that the shot he received was a jab that would increase his libido and begin changing the hormones in his body. It was vitally important that everything he saw in this room was only various shades of white and the architect ensured that the nurses’ hair and faces were all covered in white masks and caps. Not only was the room soundproof so that it could be monitored remotely, the footage was also captured to could be edited to be posted online in a membership site.

Johnathan was breastfed four times a day and was aware of the puppies coming up the bed to sniff him and wag their newly interested tails. They were allowed to urinate when they were taken outside in the garden and there was also a small, paved area that had a drain power hose where expected to do their other business, and their nurse was expected to use their shock collars if they took too long clean each other’s holes afterwards. Chargeable shock collars were kept on their thighs and were fed a combination of rice, ground beef and pet’s mince that was flavoured with garlic and salt. As treats they also got carrots mixed and as well as bits of cheese which served as treats.

Robin had extensive team arranging for the transportation of livestock from the states that would be used to make the compound function more efficiently. He used his time freely to journal in the office and left the regression of Frank and Jerry to the other members of his team. In all truth he had several offers for people to adopt Jerry and allow him to be raised to a certain age. A serious bidder had made an offer to allow the subject to grow up slowly to the equivalent age of 5 years and then have placed back in the womb for a longer period to make him a new-born all over again.

She enjoyed taking the unnamed puppies for walks from in garden between gym sessions on the leashes where the each separately spent time on the treadmills, cycling and other weight equipment to build up their stamina. The mittens were less restrictive than traditional ones, but Robin decided that the Alpha was ready for a new phase of training and had and new restrictive white nylon hood locked onto his head.

This prevented him for hearing what was going on around and his eyesight was also totally restricted. The hood wasn’t even removed for his face to be wiped from sweating and he was totally isolated from the rest of the world expect for a hole for him to breathe through and be fed and combination of piss and runny oats that was flavoured with honey.

He was kept like this for 6 days totally relying on the Beta pup to take care of his needs and wasn’t even allowed to exercise or leave his cage that were locked into at nights. The only comfort he got was been held in the arms of his fellow pup and been allowed to suck nuzzled that cock that was finally freed from its cage so that he could be used in whichever manner that pleased the junior pup.

There were several mirrors situated in the white room so that they could be observed from the bed and the punished baby could witness their romping. Johnathan was in fact only bathed in a large tub that rested on a table that had been designed so that is could be filled and drained easily. His supply of sperm had been taken and sent to away for analysis in hopes that it could be used to sire a new series of children who would carry his genes and be raised to like him but more experienced to.

But Robin had more ambitious plan for his sperm. He had contacted a specialist whom he had visited and had experimented on turning healthy sperm into ovaries that could then be fertilized with another man’s sperm. Since female children in his family were born so frequently, he wanted a son that he could mould into a more dominant man and Jonathan’s family were exceptionally bright. It was a known fact that he was frowned upon as something of an under achiever by his siblings with whom he had lost contact because he didn’t visit them.

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Another riddle

1, 2, 3 : = : 33

Explain the logic please

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For everyone with social anxiety, this is a reminder that you don't have to be perfect in your interactions with others; you just have to be kind and that's literally it. That's all that's necessary of you. You don't need to say the perfect thing or anticipate what they would want you to say or even exude confidence if you can't.

Social anxiety tells us that we have to be perfect in in our social interactions, but no one is. Social anxiety sets us up for a level of expectation in our social interactions that we have no choice but to fail at, and then fall into a cycle of self-hate for failing and striving even harder for perfection.

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Thanks to all my followers

I wish to thank everyone who has cruised my profile on Recon and followed me on here.

As much as it pains me to say this I feel I have to admit that I was wrong about so much and my writing style of kink stuff just isn't what it used to be.

I believe in consent in kink and bdsm and life because if I do something that hurts someone else and they do not grow from it then that is abuse and there can be no excuses from a sane person for that.

One day you too will be old and you will understand.

To the younger kinksters I wish to say - you did not ask for technology or phones with internet and cameras and your parents gave them to you or let you buy them. You are wonderful generation with so much to teach the world but perhaps the internet can be dangerous in ways others may understand better than you do.

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Listen carefully

Golden no sooner spoken than broken.

What am I ?

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Think about

Delicate and easy to break, I protect liquid gold. What am I ?

Some sleep under, a lot walk over., in times of war men burn asunder - what are we ?

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Not my riddles

I occurs once in every minute, twice in each moment but never in a hundred thousand years.

What am I ?

Do not give away the answer guys please.

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Easy question if you know stories

Who was the original author to write a bestselling series of books set a boarding school ?

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The Pied Piper

Friday - Charles

I woke up early around seven and stumbled into my office to review Brad’s file. The kid wouldn’t know what hit him.

After arriving home last night I put in four hours prep work on his interview. I had notes prepared on my iPad and made sure that the lightening in my office was exactly right. I sent Paul out to go pick him up after half past eight. Told him to be late and drive as slowly as possible. I tracked the pickup from desktop PC and made sure I appeared busy when Paul showed Brad into my office. On cue my sectary phoned my mobile forcing me to spend fifteen minutes talking about business issues that were of no real relevance. Once I was ready, I moved to my seat in front of my desk.

“I am sorry to have kept you waiting. Admin stuff and that. I’m sure you can appreciate things like this.”

“No probs man.”

“Did you bring the documentation ?” I asked an accepted a stack of papers from him. “Before we begin can I offer you some ice tea ? I’m parched myself.” I poured him a glass without waiting for a yes or now and handed it to him.

He drank it all down just as I hoped. “Let me refill that for you.”

“Thanks, so about the job ?”

“Ah yes, let’s get down to it shall we. I am looking for a live-in employee. You will be assigned particular work for which I am sure you are more than overqualified.”

“Uhm I only just finished school.”

“Yes, I have done my homework on your thoroughly.” I admitted staring him the eyes. The relaxant in the tea was working and his pupils were dilating.

“Now why don’t you just sit back, relax and I will ask you some questions.”

“OK.” Brad grinned.

I pressed a button on my remote and his chair fully reclined. “No need to worry I just need you to relax fully and be totally honest with me. I hope you don’t feel uncomfortable.”

“I, uhm …”

“OH, just you hush now, let me put the footrest up for you. Now I am going to ask you to close your eyes and imagine you are in a dark room facing a white door. All the questions I ask you will be related to how well you fit the position.”

“Close your eyes and breathe in as deeply as you. Think of this as a game and the prize is beyond your wildest dreams. Just take a deep slow breath in and out. And repeat. Feel your body relax a bit more slowly bit by bit. So, just breathe in and out for me and stand in that room. Are you feeling comfortable ?”

“Yes.”

“Good now I want you to open the door. There is a set of stairs in front of you. The light switch is just on the wall. Can you switch it on ?”

“Yes.”

“Right now, continue to breathe in deeply, and then slowly out. Let all your fears and worries just fade away into nothingness. Know nothing can harm you because you are in an utterly haven. Take a good look round you continue to breathe deeply.”

“As you stand there you are becoming more and more relaxed and the only thing you have to pay attention to is the sound of my voice. You relax deeper and deeper and are ready to slowly work your way down the stairs. Let all your worries dissolve as you descend each step. Continue to breathe in deeply for me.” It didn’t take long for Brad to reach the bottom step where his mind was open to any suggestion, I wished to plant in it.

“Tell me about your sex life Bradley. Don’t lie to me because I will know.”

“Ok.”

“How old were you when you jerked off for the first time ? How did it happen ?”

“I was eight, no seven, alone in the bath. Got a bit carried away.”

“And did you feel dirty ?”

“Dunno. I guess.”

“But you enjoyed it. You got carried away again.”

“Yeah, it was like my own little secret.”

“How old were you when you say pussy for the first time ?”

“I was maybe fifteen. Not really keen.”

“You don’t like pussy that much ?”

“It will do in a cinch but boys are … ?

“Boys are what Bradley ? Be totally honest with me. There is no need to be shy.”

“Boy have just got nicer junk. Always liked cocks.”

“And no one knows this ? Have you come out ?”

“My Pop would kill me - no way in hell I could do that.”

“But you have wanked with your brothers, right ?”

“Yeah.”

“Checked out their cocks ? Did that make you excited ?”

“Well, it was so wrong, but I just looked.”

“Have you ever kissed anyone ?”

“Uh huh, a cousin who came to visit. We hid in the field.”

“Did you bend for him ? Or did he bend for you.”

“No but …”

“But what Bradley, tell me ?”

“I, I, I er…”

“You thought about it ?”

“Yeah, thought about it a lot actually.”

“And what happened ?”

“I gave him head. Several times.”

“Did he do you too ?”

“No, he made me do him, repeatedly. Made me kiss his ass.”

“Have you ever done anal with anyone ?”

“No.”

“Ever fuck a girl.”

“No sir.”

“I am going to ask you to relax further now Brad. When you hear the sound, I play you will fall into a deep blissful sleep, and you won’t remember anything we talked about. OK ?”

“OK.”

“Good boy, now listen for the tone.” I said clicking the first button on my remote and watching as Brad slipped off into La La Land.

–

It was hard to believe my luck. I had a virgin on my hands. A virgin who went under without a fight. While he was out, I removed his socks and shoes, and then began programming him to awaken at my command. “Now Bradley, you feel nice and relaxed, don’t you ?”

“Yes.”

“Well, I have good news for you I think that you are so cute, and I can’t wait to turn you into my baby boy. How does that sound ?”

“Uhm I am not so sure about that.”

“Oh, that’s because you are scared. You played around being tied up with guys for a while, didn’t you ?”

“Uhm yes. How did you know?”

“Hush now Bradley. You also tried foot worship, but that didn’t last long, did it?”

“No.”

“No but when Tom diapered you that got your rock hard didn’t it. He told me you just wanted to wank every second he had you in it. Isn’t that the truth ? Tell Daddy now Bradley ?”

“Uh yeah. It made me as horny as hell.” Brad looked at him trying to pretend he will still under. He was pleased with what was happening. What was going to happen would be perfect.

“Right and you are bright boy. You never really had to study hard at school to get decent grades, didn’t you ? No. You were the third oldest boy out of five and from what I understand your childhood was pretty shitty.”

“Yeah, it was. Tons of chores.” “Well, you don’t need to worry about the past anymore because I am taking you back to the time when you were an infant.”

“I er …”

“Just look at you Bradley. Why are you fighting this ? Your little wee-wee is all hard and excited now as I have been talking about this, isn’t it ?”

“yes”, he said blushing

“Well now I know you have some debts to pay off, don’t you ?”

“Yup, thousands on my credit card.”

“Give me your wallet. Let Daddy take care of that for you. I am going to play another sound for you now Bradley and when you hear that sound you will think like a baby. You won’t be able to talk. You will just gurgle. You also won’t be able to walk, instead you will crawl. You won’t be able to feel your bladder or bowels anymore. Are you ready Bradley ?” “Uhmm ?”

“Please say ‘Yes I am ready Daddy.’ Go on now. We both know you want to, and you are perfectly safe here with me.” “I, er, er …” “Go on now son, say it” “yes, I am ready D-D-Daddy.” “Good boy.” I said clicking a button on my remote.

His wallet was a mess of cards. I found the credit card and went to my computer. It took me five minutes on the phone to find out how to transfer cash into the account. I played the part of concerned Uncle to a tee. Once that was done, I phoned the banks’ head office and had them sending me a mail with the wording to close the account. From there it was simply a matter of copying the text into a letterhead I had made with Brad’s details on it.

I printed that you and took out the contract I had ready for Brad to sign. I brought him round to a lucid state with the first button on my remote. “OK baby Brad, we are ready to get thing started. Are you ready to be a big for me now.” “Uh huh.” “OK sit up then? I need you to sign this letter here. Just there, baby.” I pointed to the line with a pen. “Nice and neat and slow for Daddy.”, he didn’t hesitate. “Now this next document is a bit more complicated. It says that you are going to be my baby boy and I am going to take care you forever. You need to sign each page at the bottom for Daddy son ?” “Uhm I am, “ “Come on quickly now, there’s no need to fuss.” I said reaching down massaging his cock through his pants, “Just do it quickly, then it’s done.”

He took the pen and signed page after page until the thick document was finished. “You are good boy, Bradley. Yes, you are, yes you are.” “Now one last thing sweety. I need you to phone your Pops and tell him you have a job. I am going to put some money in his account for him so he will be taken care of. You understand ?” “Yup.” “You speak to him first then I will talk to him. Remember to speak like a big boy, ok ?” “Yeah.”

After the news was delivered, I told Brad’s Dad that he would be going for two years of extensive training and that I would pay two million dollars into his account that afternoon. He was shocked and didn’t say anything when I said his son wouldn’t be coming home. “Come on now Brad. Stand up for me, I am taking you for a walk.” I said holding my hand out to him.

The room I had prepared for his was a barren room painted pale blue with a king-sized bed in it. I could tell he was tired from the way he was walking “You can go sleepy in just a minute. First step through here for me.” “Now lift your arms up.” I said unbuttoning his shirt. Next, I grabbed hold of his jeans and noticed he seems to hesitate. “It’s OK baby, we are putting you down for a nap. No one is going to hurt you.” I said pulling him forward undoing his jeans as I bent down a little.

He had on blue boxers which I pulled away with anticipation to see what my boy had to offer. His penis was long, not too thick, and just the way I like it. “I was hoping you would be uncut.” I cooed in his ear. “Now come on, get into bed.” “But I am not tired.” “Ssssh ssssh now Brad. Hush now. Let’s Daddy help you.” I said taking him to the edge of the bed and pulling back the covers. “You are really tired now, so I want you to be a good boy and go to sleep for me.” I said playing the tone on my remote and helping him fall into bed.

Thus far I was in heaven.

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This is an old image I used in Project Babyhood

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The Pied Piper

Thursday – Brad

Life had become plain boring in my hometown. None of my friends had jobs and I had been retrenched four months earlier at the local Ford assembly plant. With Christmas just gone my credit card was maxed out. I found myself dreading the arrival of my statement in my inbox. It sorted or reminded me of the Grim Reaper. If that wasn’t bad enough two pairs of my decent shorts had split down the backside from good old wear and tear. Pop worked some tinkering on cars, but that kind of work didn’t come around often enough to keep me and my four brother’s fed. Most of my time was spent tending a vegetable patch which sucked but it did give me a decent six pack.

I was always unhappy with my looks. Maybe if I hadn’t been the shortest person in school or the family, I would have been able to score more. My one consolation was that no men our family had ever gone bald. Ma reckoned I got my blonde hair from her side of the family, and she would always say God kissed my eyes and turned them grey to make up for what my life would lack.

In a town like ours, where gossip spreads faster than a runaway fire every single time there was a job opening, we had almost nine hundred applicants applying. Had thought about moving to a new town closer to the city but there was no way to get the bus fare. A small group of us Rhodehill High guys hung around a small pool hall if we had time on Thursday or Friday afternoons. The owner allowed us to play pool for free and we would drink ice water and till we were bursting to piss in the fenced in garden out back. Can’t say when I met Charles. He was the town’s mystery man. Lived in an apartment on Main Street and minded his own business. Several of the Springfield sluts had thrown themselves at him but none had gotten very far.

Charles was simply an unknown. And an unpredictable unknown at that. He was known to turn up at the pool hall just to watch the crowd. He’d order a shitload of pizza and sodas for us, however, most of the time he wasn’t there. Two Friday’s ago, I was closing the hall when I noticed him lurking in a dark corner of the room. “Hey Charles.”, I said wondering exactly how old he was ? Forty ? Forty – five ? God alone knew.

“Hiya umh ?”

“Brad.”

“Oh yes Brad, how rude of me to forget. My mind’s a sieve these days. Please sit down and keep an old man company.” I wasn’t sure if he was flirting with me, but I took a seat opposite him and tried not to feel uncomfortable as he gazed at me.

“Say how old are you Brad ?”

“I just turned twenty-one last Thursday sir.”

“Twenty-One huh ? Big milestone.”

“Maybe. We had pizza and a six pack of Budweiser to celebrate.”

“Now that sinful,” he said with a look of disgust on his face, “plain sinful. Then again if you are like most families in this town doe is scarier than hen’s teeth right.”

“Amen sir.”

“But you get by do you ? Which gym do you work out at ?”

“Awh sucks I cannot afford no gym, my body comes from chores and tend a veggie patch.”

“Hmmmm, nice to see someone who can do an honest day’s work, but it is getting late. Tell me are you working Bradley ?”

“No sir, no chance around here.”

“Well maybe you are wrong. What say you be here at nine tomorrow morning, and I’ll have a some pick you to see me.”

My heart skipped a beat. I daren’t hoped. “You mean as in see you about a job sir ?”

“Yes,” he said stroking his chin, “Why yes indeed I have a position I think you would be simply perfect for.”

“I’ll be here at eight Sir.”

“Good boy. My driver will be in an old pickup. Be sure to bring any paperwork we may need. Night now.” Charles said standing and past me without so much as a second glance.

The first thing I wanted to do was tell the world I may get a job but being streetwise in this town I knew the vultures would flock to De Gall’s door before me.

I tried to stay calm but couldn’t help humming to myself as I started to walk back home. Supper had to be cooked and then maybe I’d dive into a book.

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Project Babyhood : - 4 -

This is a fine mess I’ve got myself into. I’m lying, dressed like a baby with a huge fuckin’ nipple in my mouth. The man in charge, who calls himself Dadda had pushed something up my ass and diapered me.

Not only can I smell my own body odour, but I can feel my bowels rumbling. Over the years I may have gotten into some deep shit, but I’ve always looked after my body.

Pappa spoke to me frequently about my behaviour but I always thought he was a big softy. I think blew it when I got caught stealing last month. I wasn’t worried about having my hand chopped off–because I knew Pappa could bribe the police. Christ, he blew his top and imprisoned me my suite at home.

To most teenagers this would be a disaster, but I had my iPod, my computer, sixty-four-inch plasma tv which is connected to the satellite channel, an on-suite bathroom and dressing room and a small lounge. The first week was bad. I got stuck in a cleaned up my room thinking it would smooth the way to a lesser punishment, but I was wrong.

Obviously totally wrong. When the second day past and Mom still hadn’t paid me a visit I began to worry. Fortunately, I had a stash of hidden coke and cigarettes so I could get high. There was not much to do beside smoke, sleep and jerk off occasionally. I only had two porn videos in the room, so I spent a great deal of time tracking down some photographs on the internet.

Last week my father came into my room and told me to pack for a trip. “You sending me away to school Pa ?” I asked him and he just looked at me. “Just be ready to leave at moment’s notice.”

“Can I at least see Mom ?”

“Your mother,” Pa sighed “is tired and stressed. Allah alone knows what I have done to be cursed with such a wicked son. I blame myself for not being firmer with you.”

“Where are you sending me Pa ? A military academy ?”

“Oh no my son, that would be too easy. I’ve got to go now so you get packing.” I looked my father straight in the eye and asked “But Pa, I will see you for holidays and stuff like that ?”. He just shook his head and left the room. Now I think a military academy would be better than this place.

All I know is that I’m in some kind of nursery in South Africa. Security seems tight and despite being unable to move my arms I have being locked in a cot. Dadda has given me a muscle relaxant and I can’t even move my head from side to side. He also pushed something up my dick. Fuck that hurt. If that wasn’t bad enough, I got hard and asked me if I’m a faggot.

Maybe I’ll be able to piss on him when he comes to change my diaper. Fuck man, I can feel the pressure building up on my ass. Soon I’m going to have to shit myself. I’ve already felt a few farts fly out of my ass.

There is someone else in here – another patient. I’m not sure how old he is but he gurgles and snores loudly. Every now and again a nurse will go and fuss over him.

I don’t know if I’m expected to fall asleep, but my throat is beginning to ache from the nipple in my mouth. I cannot even lift my tongue and swallowing is almost impossible. My saliva seems to be pouring down my throat thanks to gravity. My only joy comes in knowing that madman will come back to torment further and perhaps then I can begin to plot a way out of this predicament. He’s warned me that security is tight, but God alone knows I can’t live like this.

Aaaaah, fuck. The pressure is building up on my arse and I think I just let off a wet fart. The idea of shitting myself and being left here till somebody comes to clean me up is too much to bear. I wish I had taken a dump on the plane.

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You stand there nakey and wait for me to call you, do not fidget, or move or we start over little one. Your friend loves you and you will love him to.

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Put on my pajamas and nappies on. Ready for bed. Good news guys, Pos Malaysia just resume air shipping to USA, Europe and UK and other 145 countries. However there's a few surcharge price for each parcel shipping like an extra 2 or 3 US dollars. You can view the new update at https://www.pos.com.my/news-info/update-international-outbound-services-will-resumes-to-more-selected-destination-countries.html

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