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Updated today with a new chapter and a few more edits to the previous ones

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Little Joey's Story

Chapter 1: The party that Started it all

"Come on, man! You gotta, go all the other Seniors are gonna be there!" Said Ryan persuasively.

"Yeah but the rest of the seniors don't have the same…(in a softer town) underwear as I do…" Joey replied nervous of both not making curfew, that his parents still enforce on him at 18, and being peer pressured into something he doesn't want to do. "I don't know man, I'm already on thin ice with my math grades slipping I don't want to risk not making it to Graduation," Joey said half jokingly.

"Ok, man I get it Baby Joey is wimping out again, we'll probably be up passed the little baby's bedtime anyways, but if the baby changes his mind, call me tonight and I'll pick you up man!" Ryan said with a slight elbow jab and a wink telling him he was just joking but really wanted him to join.

"Ok man, whatever I gotta go change before my next class but I'll talk to you after school!" Said Joey running to the nearest bathroom to quickly change into a fresh diaper before his next class. 'Dang I really would like to go to this party. I just don't know how I can manage to hide this and not get out of hand at the party, 'Joey thought while changing into a dry diaper quickly and professionally. Joey then disposed of the used m4 in the trash and headed off to his least favorite subject, Math.

Joey picked a seat towards the back not realizing his least favorite classmate Chris was sitting in the desk right behind him. Chris was a smart kid and also very talented at football, but most of all he loved bullying Joey for his small stature and lack of body and facial hair. Joey sat down and then bent over into his backpack to retrieve last night's homework. " Oh my God!?! Is that a diaper?!?! No wonder baby Joey is so small and everything...he's not even potty trained!" Chris yelled cracking up as others that had already arrived at class joined in.

While bawling hysterically, Joey grabbed his papers and turned in his homework and then ran to the school nurse.

"Why hello Joey! Need some help with a change?" Asked Susie, the school nurse, a little too cheerfully for Joey. " Nah I just need to go home, "Joey replied.

"What's the matter sweetie? Not feeling well?"

" Yeah something like that, we just have two more classes left can I just get excused please?" Joey asked slightly annoyed and still a little teary-eyed.

"I suppose this once it will be okay, you're not trying to miss some big test or something though now are you?" Susie asked jokingly, knowing full well Joey wouldn't do something like that. "I'll call your mom, will you be walking home or do you want me to have her have someone pick you up?"

"I can walk home it's just 3 blocks" Joey said. And left the nurse's office and headed home.

After a fifteen minute walk Joey was home he let his dog out back to go potty while he took the time to check how his diaper was holding up. A little wet but not too bad.

Joey never knew when he was peeing he'd been back in diapers since 1st grade but hid it well and so far only his best friend Ryan and now Chris knew. Joey never fully gained control of his bladder and bowels and after many attempts his parents finally gave up in first grade and put him back in diapers and that's how he's been since. Still using his diapers for all his potty needs even at 18 the diapers just grew bigger over the years.

But right now he decided to go ahead and start on his homework and was finished in just a few hours . While watching TV, he decided to give his buddy Ryan a call and see if the party was still going to happen tonight.

Chapter 2: The Party and the Punishment

"Hell yeah man! Of course I'll pick you up for the party. But hey don't forget to bring some changes to be safe don't want you leaking all over and embarrassing me now... I have a reputation to uphold!" Joked Ryan. Ryan was tall, slim and black hair and secretly gay, with a huge crush on Joey, as more of a little brother than anything. He was fairly popular, not that he cared much about any of that, but really just enjoyed down to earth genuine people and Joey was definitely that and more to Ryan.

Joey got off the phone and looked at the clock. It was 6:15 and Ryan said he would be there at 7:30 so he had a little over an hour to get packed and ready to go. He grabbed his trusted backpack/diaper bag and packed 4 extra m4s and decided to put on a thick printed safari diaper for the party. He then dug through his closet to find some of the most mature looking clothes he could find to wear to the party.

After settling on a pair of jeans and a plaid button down shirt. Joey snuck into his parents liquor cabinet and grabbed a couple bottles of whiskey, that he made room for in his backpack.

Just as he was zipping the backpack shut he heard Ryan honk indicating he was here to take him to the party. Joey quickly headed out the door and jumped in the passenger seat his buddy's Honda Accord.

Once at the party Ryan was in his element, but Joey didn't know what to do. So he decided to pull out one of the bottles of whiskey he stole from his parents and started drinking straight from the bottle. Ryan saw this…"Dude you're not gonna mix that with something?"

"Nah, man it's better from the bottle," said Joey and before long was the life of the party, with his bottle of Jack Daniels in toe every step of the way.

After a few hours Joey was blacked out and someone suggested they smoke a couple bowls of weed. Joey although having never smoked before was all for it in this drunken stupor. The bowl went around a few times and Joey lost track of time and pretty much everything else. Including how wet his diaper was.

Just then people start running around like crazy. Apparently the party had been busted and Joey is too out of it to realize what's going on, as he takes a big hit and exhales right into a police officers face. All the while, the puddle under his chair continues to grow from the ever increasing leak of his diaper. Then everything went black for Joey that is until he woke up in the hospital….

Chapter 3: The Sentencing and Placement

Scchhhwwiiicckkk!

Joey woke up suddenly as the tab being ripped jolting him back to conciousness. As he let himself get changed the rest of the way he took in everything in the room. The little toddler playsets and books in the corner, the nursery prints all over the walls, the side rails up making his bed similar to what a toddler bed would look like, it was all too surreal for the hangover stricten teenaged. As he was being changed in a hospital by someone else. Still this feeling wasn't anything new being back in diapers since 1st grade but what was yet to come would change his life quite a bit.

"Good you're up!" I'm your nurse this morning, call me Kyle. He said extending his hand.

"Yeah, nice to meet you Kyle, where am I exactly? Obviously a hospital but yeah ...I don't remember anything on how I got here…" said Joey hesitantly.

"Oh not to worry you're at St. Marks you may be joining a new program of ours but we'll know for sure in a few hours" replied Kyle nonchalantly.

And just as he said that in walked a district attorney along with a doctor and Joey's parents. Joey noticed his parents had a slightly concerned but hopeful look on their faces, as the group all walked into the room at once.

The attorney was the first to speak. " Hello mister Mathews, I'm local District Attorney Joel Luebega I have been put in charge of handling your case. " Are you aware that when you were brought to the hospital you tested a blood alcohol level of .29 and high levels of thc and other hallucinogens?"

Joey began to reply but was cut off before he said anything…"normally in these sorts of situations there can be long prison time, even for first offenders. Being that you are so young and from what your parents and teachers claim that you're 'normally a decent kid' you may be a good candidate for another program that Dr. Joseph VanHorne here is starting especially with already being diaper dependant."continued Joel. Joey winced and blushed at the mention of his diaper needs. Then he turned to see the doctor begin to speak. His voice was long, low and dry and Joey couldn't help but zone out and remember when he was sitting down at the dinner table with his parents going over how things would change with being back in diapers.

"You will not be allowed to use the potty anymore until we decide to re-potty train you. If we think you can handle it" He hears his mom saying while he's sitting there at 8 years old crying his eyes out after just having shit his pants again. " Obviously you can't control not pooping your pants right now, let alone wetting them so it could be at least a few years before we get back to potty training for you little guy"

Joey suddenly came back to the present hearing that he now had to make a choice to join this "reform program" that he knew little about besides that his diapers were somehow fitting for it or spend twekve months in jail.

"Well I guess I'll try the program. How long does it last? " Joey asked

"Well the program is at the beginning stages so it's hard to be sure. But most likely a month or two at the center itself and from there it just depends on plans with your parents and things I suppose," replied Dr VanHorne. "But if you agree we need you to sign these documents immediately and then we will get you ready to join the program on the 5th floor. (To walkie) This is Dr VanHorne please prep for new patient admitted to unit 5 west." The doctor then looked back at Joey and his parents. "Now Mathews family, we find the transition works most smoothly when the patient is sedated for admittance into the program so Nurse Kyle is administering that to Joey's iv now. He should pass out soon and then…...Black

Chapter 4: Welcome Back Baby!

Joey awoke groggily as he tried to yawn and rub his eyes only to discover both something secured in his mouth and that his arms restrained and in mittens. It was then that he realized with even more fear that he was in a crib with a mobile and the thing in his mouth was a huge pacifier. Not to mention his diaper was also exposed and they weren't the ones he usually wore out and about. This one in particular had dinosaurs on it and Velcro tabs. Then suddenly, a nurse entered.

"Oh good morning little guy! I bet you're ready for a fresh diapee and bath and then some nice yum yums!" Cheered the nurse.

Joey couldn't really say anything but then the smell hit him and he realized he not only wet the bed but messed in his sleep as well. He sheepishly shook his head yes as the nurse began to drop the bars to his crib. "Now little guy you signed a contract and are committed to this treatment until we deem you "healed" so you best not try to cause any trouble got it," asked the nurse in a much more serious tone.

Joey just gulped and nodded his head in response and watched as the nurse undid all his restraints but left the mittens and paci gag on. She then proceeded to lift him with surprising strength and carry him to the changing table in the right corner of the room that Joey just noticed.

Joey just laid there after being set down and watched as the nurse then began to open the tapes and began cleaning his diaper area. "Now honey, for the first few days you're going to mostly be in your nursery here until we get you adjusted enough to meet the others and play and interact with them. You will likely get several visitors throughout the day including a meeting from the head of the program. I expect you'll be on your best behavior for those visits little guy" she explained as she finished taping up a fresh Abu DinoRawrz. The nurse then stood Joey up and walked him to another corner of the room that housed an adult sized high chair. Joey's jaw dropped as he realized what was about to happen….

Joey stood frozen as the nurse guided him into the seat of the high chair and then strapped him in. She then placed the tray in place and got up to retrieve the plate with his meal. The tray consisted of a hot bowl of Mac and cheese with very small pieces of beef and a side of either applesauce or apple babyfood he couldn't tell which, a green mush and a bottle of what he could only assume to be formula hoping in vain it was actually milk.

"Before I feed you little guy we have to give you your meds though" he heard the nurse say as he noticed that next to all the food the nurse had a needle/syringe and vial with some medicine as well as two other liquid medicines and a cup to take them with. "First the shot then we'll let you drink your two nummy meds." The nurse said as she gave him the shot and then brought the two liquid meds to him. One was purple and the other was a faint yellow color. She gave him a cup with the purple one first as she removed the pacifier gag and he took it passively knowing he was better off biding his time at this point and then took the yellow one ready to get this day over with and hopefully get to meet the others sooner or later. 'If even a few of them are with me, we can easily start an intervention and maybe I can get out of this crazy place.' Joey thought as he was finishing the last medication he was forced to consume.

Of course Joey had no idea what was in those meds he was forced to take and will soon realize how short lived his hope may be.

"Good boy! I bet you're thirsty now! Drink your baba while Nursey gets your num-nums ready!" the nurse said completely out of instinct at this point. Joey realized he suddenly was really thirsty and without even thinking began drinking from the bottle, much to the horror of his inner adult consciousness. But as he did, he found his mind slipping more and becoming more submissive to everything the nurse said or did and more relaxed by the soothing feeling of the nipple in his mouth. Before he knew it the whole bottle was gone.

"Wow you really were thirsty little guy! Good thing I have another for after you eat your num-nums!" The nurse said as she quickly wrapped a bib around your neck and began spoon feeding you Mac and cheese. Again Joey found his body almost acting out of impulse opening obediently for each spoon full of whatever the nurse fed Joey and she kept praising Joey for being such a good boy keeping little Joey's head spinning the whole time and finding the whole experience actually quite relaxing and soothing.

Before he knew it Joey had finished his whole meal and was being lifted back into the crib and given another bottle. Weirdly, he already felt himself dozing back to sleep.

Chapter 5. Surprise! You're a baby again!

A few hours later Joey woke with a start hoping this was all a bad dream. Unfortunately as he opened his eyes he realized this was not the case as he lay there in another soaked and messy diaper staring up at a mobile and bars surrounding him and being again restrained to the bed. He was so scared at this point that he didn't even notice the doctor sitting next to him watching him intently.

"Good you awake and seem to be adjusting well already. The nurse told me those meds are already working well to help regress you and even faster than any other patient we've had before. But not to worry that first dose should've worn off by now; at least enough that you can fully understand what I'm saying to you. This way you can know what's going to happen to you, not that you have any chance of stopping it, as you can clearly see," Dr. VanHorne said with a slight smile that looked all too sinister to little Joey.

"So where to begin...oh yeah so as you can see you are now in a nursery and as you already experienced you will be treated just like a baby while here. Those meds we gave you and will continue to administer will of course help you feel more at home in this atmosphere and you soon continue down a path to a complete new beginning...You see, while those meds have started to wear off as we continue to give you them, along with the hypnosis we will play subliminally while you sleep you, will eventually lose all of your sense of 'adulthood', not that you were much of one anyways with the diapers and all," the doctor said with a chuckle at his own joke.

At hearing this Joey had had enough and started thrashing in the crib trying to at least loosen his restraints, although he knew deep down it was useless. Joey then tried to spit out the pacifier but again realized that that too was a lost cause. He soon begrudgingly decided his best option was to try and reason with the doctor.

"But how long will this last and will I even be myself again?" Joey asked, or that's what he tried to ask. But all that came out was garbled uninterpretable lisps around the huge pacifier in his mouth.

"Well I'm sure what you said there, either you were asking what happens next or to have your diaper changed, either way I'll oblige you with a little more information and then we'll get you in a nice fresh diapee. And then we'll give you some time to play with all these fun toys we have here for you. Won't that be fun little Joey? Yes it well!" Said the doctor in a condescendingly infantile tone.

"So once you are fully regressed and a total baby in your physical skills and mind, you will be returned to your parents with a fresh start to grow back up to be a good big boy someday, but we are getting a little ahead of ourselves now. You'll learn more in good time, not that you will likely understand it at that point. But too much of all this can tire that young baby mind of yours and we wouldn't want that. After all, it's almost playtime, after more meds and a much needed change, of course.

It was then that Joey noticed the all too familiar meds he was given earlier and another shot as the doctor prepped the needle and stuck Joey with little warning. Joey winced in pain, having always hated getting shots. Then the doctor removed the pacifier gag and held Joey's mouth open while looking both the liquids down his throat.

"There all done. Now let's get you in a nice clean diapee so you can have that playtime with your toys!" The doctor said while clapping his hands.

Joey tried to respond but already found the meds kicking in and felt both dizzy and unable to form any words. In turn, he soon resorted to bawling like the big baby he was quickly becoming...

The doctor made quick work of cleaning up the huge mess, But to his horror Joey found himself grow to full mass especially as the doctor paid special attention to his baby hole.

"Aww little Baby Joey sure likes it when other men play with his widdle bumbum, doesn't he?" The doctor asked rhetorically, more to humiliate the kid than anything.

To Joey's surprise, he found himself shaking his head indicating that he did, as his cheeks turned as red as a fire truck. The doctor then made quick work of getting Joey and nice thick and fresh diaper this time an ABU peekabu with a cute green dragon on the front. Before he could even comprehend what was going on he found the doctor lifting him up and setting him down in front of baby blocks, duplo Legos, some interactive baby toys, and a big fire truck. Before long the meds took full force and he found himself playing just like a baby and began to forget all about his predicament.

Still in the back of his mind there was a little voice saying this wasn't right and he should get up and make a run for it, not that he could walk anyways with the muscle relaxants that have been administered constantly via iv during his naps and bedtime...Instead he continued to play all the while soaking his diapers and crawling around making baby noises. Little did he know his parents were watching all of this from a one sided window. His mom seeing him play just like a baby found herself smiling thinking she was about to have her little boy back and secretly hoping that he would always be this way for the rest of his life.

Chapter 6: Baby's first week back in babyhood

It had been exactly one week since Joey had joined what he now knows as the "Young Adult Infant Reform Program (YAIRP)", commonly referred to as 5 west by the doctors and nurses. But at this point Joey was already feeling in his element as an overgrown infant.

In just a few days time, he had completely lost his ability to walk on his own and found that walking more than 2 steps would result in him falling back on his thickly diapered butt. He had lost all his ability to speak most adult words and mostly would babble and drool like a baby and be able to only recite a few words (with a strong lisp of course) that were fitting of a 1-2 year old, like Baba, Dada, Mama, and peepee.

All the doctors and nurses were surprised and impressed at how quickly little Joey had taken to the program and after two days was allowed to join the others in the "daycare" most of the time. Joey was still on his medicines so he was completely unaware that this was not a normal thing and openly embraced his new baby life. He would be woken up in his crib around 6:30am changed out of his wet and often messy diaper, forced to crawl naked to the bathroom and given a nice warm bubble bath by one of the nurses. After that he was often dressed in just a fresh diaper and made to crawl to the daycares dining hall where he was quickly placed in one of the many highchairs and fed some sort of baby cereal mixture and a fresh bottle of formula, often getting much of the food on his face and bib that was always around his neck at meal times. He was then cleaned up with a washcloth and let out of his highchair to be placed in an adult sized stroller. He was then wheeled back to his room to be dressed in his infantile store for the day, which usually consisted of a baby print onesie. Some baby booties and sometimes shorts or jeans with a snap crotch for easy access to change him when needed. Once dressed for the day he was returned to the daycare for the rest of his day ( with several nap times mixed in) until dinner time and then was promptly in bed by 7:30pm.

Today was different somehow though, he woke up with the strength, or lack-there-of that he had grown used to and the same feelings of being soothed by the rhythmic sucking of his pacifier that was safely clipped to his sleeper but yet, it all felt different. He couldn't place it exactly but it was almost like he was still regressed but that the fog he had grown accustomed to throughout this week had suddenly dissipated and he could think like he used to. As his mind started to drift back to his life before the program and all the things he missed that appeared as a distant memory he began to ball like the baby he had become. Within a minute a nurse rushed in to check on him.

"Oh good morning, little Joey! How are we doing today?!" asked the nurse in the cheery motherly tone he's grown accustomed to.

"Horrible I want out of this place, I want to be an adult again!" or that's what he thought he said but as the words came out he found them still to not be intelligible words at all but baby bables.

"Oh good! Looks like you're still at the stage we had you on even with weaning you off the medicine a few days ago. Although, I can see in your eyes your mind is more with us, quite intriguing for sure," the nurse said more to herself than to little Joey, whom obviously couldn't do anything about his predicament at this point anyway. Since Joey had progressed, or rather regressed much faster than the average patient the Doctor had decided to see what would happen if he was taken off the medicine for a little bit. This was after-all a trial program and Joey was definitely an interesting case for his studies.

Still Joey was lost in thought as he was changed bathed and then taken to the daycare for breakfast. Halfway through being spoon-fed the mush he had grown accustomed to. He saw something that completely drew his attention…

A new patient was being brought up on a gurney with metal bars, essentially a transporting crib, the unit used for new patients. But what caught his eye was the young adult inside he was sound asleep with a pacifier gag in his mouth like the one Joey was given when admitted, but what caught his eye was the nicely styled blonde hair, chiseled face and somewhat muscular 18 year old lying there was strangely familiar. He couldn't place it quite yet but knew he would connect the dots with more time to think it over….

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sissychloe1 · 1 year ago

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Bondage Story/Caption Index

The other day, a follower was chatting with me about my captions and stories with bondage and BD/SM themes, and it sounded like an index of some of those posts might be helpful. (Because – let's face it – Tumblr's tools for finding old posts are crap.) So here we go!

Obviously these stories also include a lot of other themes besides bondage, restraints, gags, etc., so do be forewarned. If you don't like hypnosis, pet play, forced regression, diaper use, etc., then maybe these aren't for you. But then again, in that case why would you be following me anyway?

Captions:

Rosie's New Role

Odette's Reprogramming

A New Career for Brielle

Shockingly Pleasurable

Medicating Melissa

Good Pet for Nancy

Drink Up, Little Effie

Gulp, Gulp!

Messy, Messy Carmen

Karma's a Bitch

Going Too Far

Regress and Re(s)train

An Unexpected Discovery

The New Doll

FaceTiming with George

Therapy for Jalisa

Binding the Blonde

Training the Dominatrix

Trouble with the Ex

How to Be a Good Personal Assistant

Anya in Charge

A Sissy's Education

Troubles for the Intern

Benny Gets Bossed

Good Night, Agent Addison

Dribbling Little Daphne

Bound for Max's Pleasure

Playing with the New Toy

Jeffie's Reeducation

Koko: Maid to Cum

Save Me, Charles!

Elaine's Intruder (Part One | Part Two)

Roxanne's New Patient (Part One | Part Two | Part Three)

Brittany's Baby

Beth's New Halloween Costume

Cheating Never Pays

Rules for Baby

Wife into Pony

Audrey

Christmas with Ashley

Mommy Knows How to Discipline

Jake's New Toy

Hush, Lucy, Hush

Fight, Little Baby

Stories:

The Date, Part Two

Diapered, Desperate, and Denied

Loose Lips

Hush, Little Stacy

A Surprise Checkup

Hindsight

Promises Kept

Whispers in the Night

Replaced... or Repurposed?

Silence is Golden, But Duct Tape Is Silver

Bonding Time, Part Two

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sissychloe1 · 2 years ago

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A night alone means self bondage and diapers, 2 diapers to be exact, plus plastic pants, a large enema. Then a full body swimsuit, a restraint vest, ankle and wrist restraints and a wand in a special place, I'm ready for a good night's sleep

#thick nappy #restrained #diaper training #diaper pooping #diaper pee #nappy lover

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sissychloe1 · 2 years ago

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Title: Her Perfect Angel Boy 💓

He was so perfect just sitting there all innocent like. Little sweater paws adorned his slim fingers and the sexiest pair of thigh highs clinging to his thick milky thighs. His pink plump lips closed around the teat of his sippy cup filled with apple cranberry juice I poured him as he watches reruns of his favorite show.

Fuck. He has no idea what he does to me.

My nipples harden and my pussy gets wet just thinking about the sexy little panties he's wearing underneath his oversized sweater.

All mine.

"Mommy?" He says innocently looking up at me with his doe like eyes, the teat slipping from his wet lips.

"Hmm?" I'm hum quietly stroking his hair. "I was w- wondering..." he mumbles shyly his cheeks going a beautiful red as his eyes stray down to my large breasts. Ah.

"I think I know what my little prince would like. You want some mommy milkies huh? Isn't that right gorgeous boy?" I question with a slight smirk on my face as my thumb brushes against his jutted out bottom lip.

His lips part just slightly, and I slip my thumb in. "Uh uh" is his shy reply, sucking on my thumb softly. "Alright cutie pie lay in mamas lap."

I slip my thumb out of his mouth and pull my t shirt off. I unclip my bra from its front clasp which I invested in the minute I found out he'd like to nurse.

My heavy breasts fall out and his eyes immediately zero in on them. He licks his already glossy lips, his mouth falling open ready to take my nipple inside his mouth.

"You want mommy's milk baby?" I question teasing his lips with my dripping nipple.

"Yes mama please" he begs me with wet eyes staring up at me. "Aww angel you don't need to cry mama was just teasing you. Open those pretty lips for mama. Ah there we go." His lips close around my wet nipple and he begins to softly suck the milk immediately flowing into his mouth. He hums to himself and his eyes fall close. I can't help but caress his pretty face as he drinks.

He takes a particularly hard suck and I gasp my pussy clenches. "There you go baby, keep drinking you’re such a good boy for mommy."

His fingers absentmindedly grab at my left tit and he squeezes my nipple rolling it between his fingers. My head rolls back and I can't help but moan as he sucks and fondles my breast.

"Hmm mommy you taste so good." He mumbles against my breast, taking slow gulps of milk. "I know baby. I'm glad you like mommy's milk it's all for you my pretty little prince." I slide my hands down between his legs and cup his hard cock. He moans and bucks up into my hand, I squeeze just a little harder and he whines.

"Bad boy, keep those pretty hips down! You wanna cum don't you? Then be a good boy and listen to mommy." I scold him. "Mmhmm a good boy! Please mommy I need to cummies” He begs his eyelashes sticking together from his crying. "Don’t worry you'll get all the cummies angel."

I slip my fingers into his mouth as he sucks on my nipple and let him wet them for me. After they’re thoroughly wet from his hot little mouth, I slide my hand into his panties. I clutch his head to my tit as my fingers immediately find his sweet little hole. "Uh mommy!" He exclaims and moans. His tight hole squeezing my fingers, he's so soft inside like velvet.

"Fuck baby your sweet little hole is so warm and tight." I say breathily, slowly fucking him with my index finger. My middle finger joins the party and he moans loudly as his hand moves to clutch the one I have between his legs.

"Mommy! More please." He whimpers out, my nipple spilling from his mouth. I can't help but admire his beautiful face as he moans and cries out for me. Milk drips from his mouth as he withers in pleasure. I slip a third finger in and fuck his tight hole faster. "Aww look at you taking whatever mama gives you like a good little boy huh?" I tease as I curl my fingers inside his warmth.

"Uh huh sooooo good mommy you fingers feel so good in my little boy pussy." Fuck, he knows just what to say to make me crazy. I quickly pull my fingers out making him whine. "Noooooo mommy more please mommy please." He begs in his cute whiny voice. I love when he whines, it makes me so fucking wet.

"Shhh baby mommy's right here I just wanna switch positions. I wanna see my little princesses tight pussy." I coo as I kiss all over his face. He whines and covers his face when I call him princess but I know he likes when I do it. It's something he loves but it just makes him so damn shy. "Mommyyyyy!" He whines out. "I know you like it you love being mommy's little princess." I giggle as I move us around.

He doesn't deny it.

I lay him on the couch and situate myself between his legs. I can’t help myself so bite his ass cheek eliciting a whine from him. I spread his thighs and my eyes are blessed with his wet sloppy hole. I lick my lips and softly caress his pussy hole with my fingers as he whines under me. "Wow baby look at you. If only you could see how sexy your pussy looks right now. I just want to eat you up. Would you like that? Do you want mommy's tongue in your little princess pussy?" I question looking at his flushed red face.

He nods and caresses my hair, "please mommy." I kiss his milky thick thighs until I get to his pussy. His pussy is literally pulsating he's so excited it makes me wanna fuck him so badly. I press a light kiss on his hole. He moans loudly and I giggle. "I haven't even done anything yet and you're already falling apart!"

"Mommyyyy don’t make fun of me!" He whines in a cute little voice covering his face with his sweater paws. "Aw angel I'm sorry I promise I wasn't making fun of you. You're just too cute." I lean in again and move my tongue in circles around the outside of his little hole. It's so cute and fat the way it sticks out from its constant use. I give his pussy a little nibble and he clutches my hair tighter. "Uhhh mama!" So fucking perfect.

I slip the tip of my tongue in his hole, and fuck does he taste perfect. I fuck his pussy with my tongue basically making out with his hole at this point I just can't get enough of him. I cup his balls and squeeze as I tongue fuck his hole. He's crying so cutely I can't help but admire him from under my long lashes. He's so pretty, my pretty boy.

"You taste so fucking good baby. Your princess pussy is so perfect angel, mommy is so wet right now." I mumble against his little hole, pulling a sweet whiny moan from him. At this point he's completely delirious with pleasure. His cheeks are flushed red, his eyes are squeezed shut, and he's drooling. Fuck I wanna lick that up, and that's exactly what I do. I move my mouth away as I slip three fingers into him in one go and he screams. I cover his scream with my mouth as I slip my tongue inside and we sloppily make out.

I pull away and watch as my fingers fuck his messy hole. I slip a fourth finger in and he cries out so loud I wouldn't be surprised if the neighbors heard. "Mommy please I need to go cummies em good boy please mommyyyyy" he cries and begs me.

"Fuck baby you've been such a good little princess for mommy, cum for me baby. Cum for mama angel." I slip his cock out of his panties and go down on him. "Ahh mommyyyy!" He cries out and bucks up forcing his cock further down my throat making me gag slightly as cums in my mouth. I pull back and suck on his head tasting him. Fuck he tastes so good. I keep sucking till his body can't take it anymore. "Mama!" He whines breathlessly.

I slip my fingers out of his wet hole and pop off his cock. "You are such a pretty little angel when you cum baby. You did so well for mommy." I praise him as I pepper kisses all over his tummy. I'm rewarded with his cute giggles as I make my way up to his lips. "Such a good boy. My good boy" I whisper as I kiss his red lips. He looks at me with such love in his eyes it almost knocks the air out of my body. "Your good boy." He mumbles as he leans up to catch my lips with my own as his arms wrap around me.

My perfect angel boy.

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sissychloe1 · 2 years ago

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Mommy's Little Baby

The bell rang for school. I put my backpack on, and followed the crowd down the stairs and out the front door. I walked across the schoolyard and on through the crosswalk into my neighborhood. As I walked towards my house a strange but familiar feeling overcame me. My heart started pounding faster, and I was drenched with a feeling of restlessness. I was counting my steps and I only had two blocks until I would have to walk down her street. I knew I didn’t have the luxury of an alternate route home. As I followed the sidewalk left I could see the white and red house near the end of the street. Every day I take this same walk and every day I hope and pray that she isn’t outside. As I walk closer and closer I notice that there isn’t any activity at her house, and I think to myself “what a relief”. As I walk by the front of her house I barely peek over to see if anyone is home. Just when I think I’m all clear, she is there, gracefully watering her garden on the side of her house. Immediately, she looks up and waves to me. “Hi Ryan” she exclaims, in a very kind and nurturing, but bubbly voice. “Hi Miss Eve” I mutter back, with my head slightly down. She turns off the water and begins to walk towards me. Her long tan legs glide across the grass glistening from the overspray of the hose. Her shoulder length butter blonde hair, shimmering in the sunlight. Her loose white summer tank top accented her amazing cleavage, and just barely covered the curves of her hip line. As she approaches me I look up at her because she was taller than me even without her high heels on. This, among other things, added to her intimidation. Miss Eve was not married, she didn’t have any kids, and I’d never even seen a man at her house. All that said, Miss Eve was incredibly hot, and I knew that she had absolutely no problem attracting men. “How was your day sweetie?” She asked. “It was ok” I said, trying to avoid eye contact. “Just ok?” She asked. “Yea, I’m just kind of tired” I replied. “Maybe someone needs a little nap?” she said. “Well, I, uh, think I have some homework to do” I quickly responded. “Oh ok, well I really need some help with something that won’t take long at all”. I looked around frantically, trying to come up with an excuse that would let me continue my walk home. As I tried to think of anything, she leaned down closer to my ear and with a very direct but loving whisper asked “Are you gonna come be Mommy’s little helper?” As I started to blush she held out her hand, and I reluctantly reached out to touch her soft fingers. She grabbed my hand and escorted me up the front stairs and through the door as the panic inside me continued to build. The door closed behind us and I was once again trapped in her house. “I appreciate this very much” she said. “What do you need help with?” I asked. She turns to the side to reveal a few large cardboard boxes. “This is a large order of diapers I placed online for a boy that I babysit for, they just showed up today” she said. As the word ‘diaper’ left her lips, my excitement level went up immediately, and Miss Eve knew this. “Oh ok” I said “Do you need help moving the boxes?” trying to mask my curiosity of what kind of diapers they were. She laughed, “No silly, since they were purchased online I had to estimate a size, so I want to make sure they will fit him.” Confused, I asked “So how would I be able to help you with that?” She smiled, “You are about his same size, so I was hoping you would try some on to make sure they fit.” Panic continued to swell inside me because I knew where this was going. “Um, I don’t really have time for this right now,” I explained. I started to turn for the front door when she walked right into my escape path. “Now Ry, honey, Mommy really needs your help with this,” she said in her loving voice. “But I can’t today. I have too many things to do,” I explained. As she looked at me with her gorgeous blue eyes she leaned down towards me “I would definitely agree, but I think you need to help Mommy first so I don’t have to tell anyone about our little secret”. My heart suddenly dropped, and I realized that she was not asking me to do this. The ‘secret’ she was referring to was more like our history, as this was not the first time I had been in this house. It all started about a year ago, when I acted on an impulse, and found a way to divulge in my pure love of disposable diapers. I’m not referring to ones meant for old people; I’m talking about toddler diapers. The ones that are loud, crinkly, and stretchy, with fun stickers on the front. The same ones that when you open a bag, your nostrils are filled with that sweet diaper perfume scent. I usually don’t have money, or a good way of discretely purchasing something like a package of diapers. So one day, I thought up a plan to create a fake scavenger hunt and have a diaper be one of the items on the list. I took my list to a couple of houses and received no answer at the door. I was about to give up and I knocked on one last house and this just happened to be where Miss Eve lived. Well, from the moment she answered the door, I was under her command and she took full advantage of this. She was incredibly beautiful, very kind, but also very manipulative. The first time she answered her door and I had told her about that special item on my list somehow she knew that it was really meant for me. Instead of simply saying no, or just handing me a diaper, she invited me inside. Now I’m guessing she only had diapers because she would babysit, but there is no way to know for sure. That day she diapered me herself, and made me use it right there in front of her. I remember that day clearly and how embarrassed I felt about being forced to use a diaper, but I also remember how much I loved being under her control. After I did as I was told she even checked to make sure I wasn’t lying. Then, she changed me into a fresh diaper, and sent me on my way. I was told to come see “Mommy” at any time. I tried to forget about the incident, but immediately fell in love with the diapers she provided. From the waistband, to the stretchy leg cuffs, to my loud crinkly waddle, I was addicted. The smell of these diapers was wildly intoxicating. After that incident, I realized I didn’t like actually using my diaper, but I found out very quickly that I didn’t make the rules, Mommy does. A couple of months later I was practically sprinting home from school to use the bathroom. Miss Eve stopped me and insisted that I use the one in her house. When I finally made it, the door was locked and I was told to use the one upstairs. When I opened the door I was amazed to find a complete nursery, with stacks of diapers, a large changing table, and even a crib. Miss Eve had followed me upstairs and locked the door behind us. She restrained me on the changing table and made it clear that I wasn’t going to make it to the big boy bathroom. She put a pink crinkly diaper on me and adjusted my posture so that she had a perfect view of when I couldn’t hold it any longer. She told me that if I was a “good boy” and made a “poopy diaper for Mommy” she would let me go. I tried to hold out as long as I could but she waited patiently, and checked my diaper several times. Trying to hold back with all of my might she watched while the lump formed under my bottom, and the front of my dry diaper slowly saturated with warmth. After telling me what a good boy I had been, she said that I was to be punished for trying to use a bathroom in Mommy’s house. She pulled me over her knee and spanked me on the back of my pink girly diaper. That day she did send me home, but not before one last squeeze of my diapered messy bottom, and a very seductive whisper, “Mommy hopes to see you again very soon.” That day I remember the feeling of helplessness I had and how she could make me do whatever she wanted to. I couldn’t help but love her amazing diapers, her nurturing demeanor, and the fact that she was Mommy and I was her good little boy. I found myself wanting to please her either so I could leave and escape the shame of her watching me dirty my diaper, or to get her approval that I was a good boy like she said. I had been to her house several times and I was usually forced to come in when she was outside as I walked home from school. Regardless of how she would manipulate me to submit to her, the end result was always the same. The look of satisfaction on her face and the warm mess inside of my diaper meant that Mommy was happy and my secret was safe. I hated that she knew about my diaper fascination because I felt like she was always teasing me about it. Sometimes, I would walk home with other kids in my class and we would see her and she would specifically say hi only to me. Other times, her diaper bag would be sitting on the porch with a diaper sticking out as if it were bait to lure me in. About a month ago, she took the embarrassment of what I was to do for her to a whole new level. I saw her that Saturday morning at the grocery store. She was extra nice to me that morning and offered a ride back to the neighborhood. To avoid a long walk back I agreed and we left. When we arrived she insisted that I stay for milk and cookies. I love cookies and since I had nothing to do I decided I would stay for a little bit. She said that it would be a little while so I could lie down on the couch and watch TV. As I laid there, I wondered if this was some plan of hers to get me in another messy situation. I could hear her gathering baking utensils in the kitchen as I slowly dozed off. I awoke from my nap and immediately realized I was no longer on the couch. Surrounded by tall wooden banisters, I recognized that the jail cell I was sitting in was a baby’s crib, but big enough for me. Was I still at Miss Eve’s? How long did I sleep for? I wondered. As I tried to roll over to look around I noticed that familiar sweet smell of diapers. The bulk between my legs made it hard to even move, and I knew I was no longer wearing the underwear I put on this morning. I rolled over onto my stomach and I could hear the rustle of my thick diaper underneath my blue onesie. Suddenly, I had a need to use the bathroom. I laid my head down for a second thinking that I had to get out of here. I was able to pull myself up so that I could stand. Just as I did, a beautiful woman walked in the room. She was about medium height with short dark brown hair and stunning green eyes. I noticed her creamy white legs and how well her chest filled out her shirt. “Hi there” She exclaimed in a very loving and giggly tone. Before I had a chance to respond she left the room and I heard her say “He is awake”. I stood trying to listen to what was being said when suddenly Miss Eve walked into the room. As she pulled her cooking apron over her head she tossed it on the railing of this very large crib. “Hi sleepy head” she gleamed. Her red t-shirt was squeezing her breasts together as she looked at me like this is normally how I take a nap. “What is going on? Why am I in this thing?” I cried. “Because I didn’t want my little boy having an accident on Mommy’s couch and so I can keep an eye on you” she whispered with an evil smile. My need to go to the bathroom started to increase. “But you have other people here” I whined. “Sweetie, those are Mommy’s friends from out of town. I told them about what a good boy you could be and they wanted to see”. “But you promised!” “Awe, honey, it is still our little secret, Jenny, and Brandi live very far away and will probably never see you again. I promise our secret is safe,” she said reassuringly. “Did you have a good nap?” she asked as she leaned down to unbutton the bottom snaps of the onesie. She gently turned me around and lifted the back flap of my pajamas. “Let’s check that diaper of yours”. I could feel as she squeezed the back of my diaper together at the leg cuffs. Then she used the palm of her hand to smush the diaper up against my bottom and test the consistency. Finally, she had one more test and I felt a hint of cold air as she pulled the top of the diaper away from my skin to peek down the back. “All dry!” she said. I was reminded of my urge to get to a toilet, and soon. Suddenly, it became too much and I winced with my knees in, holding the front of my diaper. I knew it was a mistake because Miss Eve noticed and smiled. “I really need to blow my nose, can I go to the bathroom?” I quickly asked. “Now I know you got a spankin for trying to go to the bathroom once before, are you wanting another one, or are you just needing Mommy’s attention?” she asked as sweet as can be. “But I want to get down!” I fussed. “Is that all?” she asked. “Well I do believe you know what Mommy wants in order to make that happen, don’t you?” Without even thinking I looked down and slowly nodded yes while I put my thumb in my mouth and started to suckle. She leaned down so she was face to face with me and pulled my chin up gently. “Are you gonna be a good boy for Mommy and her friends and make a stinky poopy diaper?“ She said it as if she already knew the answer. I nodded yes. As if I had no choice she said, “Mommy can guess it’s probably gonna be a soggy diaper too,” (as I was) still sucking my thumb. I nodded in agreement. “Good boy, now let’s take off that onesie so we can see what a mess you make.” She pulled the clothing off and pulled a t-shirt over my head. The shirt just barely covered the first row of teddy bears on the front of my diaper. Again, my sensation that signaled I should head to the bathroom got stronger and I didn’t have much time. I had to figure out a way to get out of this crib, and quickly, or I was going to fill my thick diaper while Mommy and her friends watched. Mommy left the room and a different girl walked in, and I decided I couldn’t hold it any longer. I grabbed the wooden pegs of the crib. I was facing the wall out of sheer embarrassment. I squatted slightly in hopes of keeping the mess in one spot in the back of the diaper and not all over me. “Eve!” the girl called out. “Are you goin potty?” Mommy said as she walked in the room. “Uh huh” I said as I started to lose control and push. I could feel the diaper area around my bottom slowly move away as I forced a mushy mess into the back of my diaper. “What a good boy!” Mommy said and I felt a hand gently mash the lump under my bottom. “Ok let’s see the front,” she said as she turned me around. I sucked my thumb, and gave in. The warm flood soaked the front of the diaper and it was immediately apparent how bad I had to go. “Oh my, what a soggy diaper this is,” Mommy said as she squeezed the bottom front of the saturated disposable. I was done, and too embarrassed to look at Mommy and her pretty friends. I tried to turn away ever so carefully so as not to make a bigger mess than I already had. I heard Mommy ask “Did you want some milk and cookies?” and I told her I did. She came back in and put a plate of chocolate cookies down. Then, she leaned down with that evil smile and said, “Maybe you should sit and eat them” knowing how much I was avoiding what was in the seat of the stinky diaper. Before I could react she picked me up under my arms and slowly sat me down. I could feel the gooey firmness of my mess smear all over my bottom and even squeeze between my legs. The damage was done, so I just sat and ate my snack. When I was done Mommy walked in. “Oh my, I think somebody has a poopy diaper!” she exclaimed. She stood me back on my feet gave another squeeze in the back and peeked into a leg cuff just to make sure. “Does my little boy need his diaper changed?” I nodded. “Mommy has to clean up the kitchen, so I will be back ok?” Just as I was starting to get upset, the same brown haired girl from before came in the room with a diaper and a tub of wipes in her hand. Embarrassed, I backed away from the front of the crib. “Hi pumpkin, don’t be shy. I’m Jenny and I’m here to make it all better, now let’s get you out of that dirty diaper” she said. She laid me down and pushed my shirt up exposing the soggy bulge in the front. As she pulled the tapes back I started to yawn. I closed my eyes while she changed me. Once she was done she closed the crib and I took a nap. I woke up a bit later and I was allowed to leave. Since that time I have been trying to come up with excuses of why I cannot come in. Miss Eve usually gets her way though because of my secret diaper love. As I realized again where I was, standing there in front of the boxes of diapers, she asked again, “So are you gonna be a big helper for Mommy?” I hesitated for a second. “How about we make a deal?” she asked. “You help Mommy by trying on a couple of diapers, and if you can stay completely dry by the time we are done you will be free to go”. “Is that just for today?” I asked. “Nope, you won’t ever have to come see Mommy if you don’t want to”. “Ok, but what’s the other part of the deal?” unsure of why I even wished to know. “If during our fitting you have to use your diapy and you can’t stay dry, you will have to do whatever Mommy says, and come inside whenever I ask”. I swallowed nervously, and agreed. This is my chance, I thought, to stop allowing her to control me. Plus, I didn’t need to go to the bathroom so I shouldn’t have any trouble staying dry. She went into the kitchen, “Are you thirsty? I have some juice”. I kind of needed something to drink but I knew it couldn’t be too much. “Sure, I’ll have a little” I said and she brought me out a glass. I slowly drank as she started to open one of the boxes. She pulled back the flaps and that magical smell filled the room. She pulled out a diaper that looked very familiar and I’m pretty sure I had worn one before at her house. “Ok sweetie, come lay down for Mommy.” I did as I was told hoping this would be the last time. She pulled off my pants and underwear and slid the diaper under my bottom. She pulled the front up between my legs and taped both sides. “All done, now stand up so Mommy can see”. As I got to my feet I felt something. I had to go to the bathroom. I was determined to forget about the sensation and make it through this dry. I could feel her behind me grabbing, and pulling at the diaper to check the snugness. “Well those fit great!” she said gleefully. “Uh huh,” I commented holding back the pressure that was building inside. “Why don’t we go upstairs to try on the others, that way if they are ok, I can put them away now.” I wasn’t going to make it upstairs, but I couldn’t let her know. “Go on up and wait for me honey, Mommy will be up in a second to try on the next one”. I practically sprinted up the stairs to try and figure out what I should do. I looked for a place to hide but there was nothing. Finally I realized that I had no other option. I stood next to the crib and watched in the mirror as the back of my diaper started to stick out further and further. The smell immediately filled the room and I knew I was caught. After that I figured there was no point in hiding so I went potty too filling up my once dry diaper. I just stood there, waiting to face Mommy and accept my fate. The door slowly opened, and there she stood as the smell immediately gave me away. She slowly walked over to me and kneeled down so she was at eye level. “Do you have something to tell Mommy?” she asked. I nodded as I put my head down and started to suck my thumb. “And what would that be?” she asked. I pulled my thumb out and looked at her, “I made a poopy diaper”. “Yes, you did, just like a good boy, what a stinky poopy diapy,” she said happily. “From looking at the front I would say that diaper is anything but dry honey.” I nodded in agreement. “Well Mommy can definitely smell it, but let’s just be sure shall we?” She stood up and leaned over me. She took her hand and slowly but firmly smushed the back of the diaper spreading the warm mess all over me. Then she pulled the back away to peek. “My goodness” She said. “You weren’t able to stay dry” she said in a very tragic and disappointing tone. “I tried Mommy!” I explained. “I know you did, but since you couldn’t, Mommy will be in charge going forward. I think it’s time for your nap honey, can you be a big helper and get Mommy what she needs to change your stinky diaper?” “Yea” I said. “Good boy, I’m gonna need some wipes, some powder, and a fresh diaper, feel free to grab a new diaper out of the box” she said. “I thought those were for the boy you babysit” I replied. She smiled “Sweetie, that boy is you. I knew you couldn’t stay dry, so all of those wonderful diapers are yours, and Mommy will make sure they get used.” I went and grabbed the supplies she had requested. When I got back, she was sitting on the floor waiting for me. “What a good little helper, come to Mommy” as she patted the floor in front of her. “Since you did so good we are going to get you out of that messy thing right now.” I didn’t say anything. She laid me down and slowly pulled back the tapes. I started to suck my thumb and slowly fell asleep knowing that I would be staying here for quite some time.

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