The Baby-Sitter

This story is purely fictional.....


THE BABY SITTER


Things were going along pretty smoothly, my wifemommy had
accepted me for what I was. In fact she more than accepted it she
had begun to really get into it as of late.
In the beginning she was kind of thrown by the whole thing of me
wanting to be babied, but once she did it a few times, it turned her
on. I think it was the feeling of dominance it gave that really
hooked her. Little did I know that what had started out as so much
fun for me would end up as much fun for her.


I was in seventh heaven, I was getting to spend most of the
weekends and some of the week nights in diapers and plastic panties.
Best of all I wasn't just wearing them, I was using them for there
intended purpose. My wife had begun taking a real liking to having
me diapered most of the time. She would constantly tease me about my
diapers and why I had to wear them. She would say things to me like,
"Little boys who wet their pants need to wear diapers and panties."
I was wearing the diapers at night and on weekends, but she also
insisted that since I was such a sissy, that I should wear panties of
her choice, when I wasn't diapered.
This threw me a little, I was always into diapers, but women's
panties, never really entered into my mind much. She sprung this on
me one morning when I was getting ready to go to work. "You know
Mark, since you've been wearing diapers, your becoming quite a sissy.
I notice that you seem to be wining a lot lately, and I think if your
going to act like a sissy, you should be dressed more appropriately."
I shot back, "What do you mean I am acting like a sissy? I mean,
I thought you liked what we are doing?" Judy replied, "Oh I do like
it, but you know I am the mommy, and If I think your acting like a
sissy, then that's it. "What do you mean by being dressed
appropriately, I was already beginning to back down. After all I
couldn't really complain, I was really enjoying the baby treatment."
"Since you wear diapers and plastic panties, you are a sissy.
And a sissy also wears panties when mommy decides. I have decided
that you will wear panties when you are not diapered." "But I can't
wear panties to work Judy, please! what if someone found out."
"Don't be silly sissy, why men's underpants are a step away from
panties anyway, even though you like the plain old white jockey
shorts. Most men are wearing the colored briefs." "I don't know
Judy, I don't think I could do it." "Well Mark, either you wear the
panties I pick to work, or I'll get rid of your little layette."
"That was it, I knew I'd be wearing panties to work from now on, I
didn't want to loose my diapers. It took me to long to find a
willing partner."
I hung my head down and said, "Ok Judy you win, but I really
don't like that kind of thing." "Oh don't worry sissy, there are some
things about your little game that I don't really care for but I do
it, and from know on, I won't even ask you about something I decide
to do to you. I will just tell you. IS THAT UNDERSTOOD! "I said yes
Judy," the feeling of humiliation coming over me. Judy must of sensed
it, I could tell by the look in her eye as she went into her
underwear drawer. "Well lets not make it to bad on little Markey
there", she said as she pulled out a pair of blue panties. I thought
well cripes at least there not pink. "Look", she said as she held
them up to my face, there jockeys. She was right on the waist band
said jockeys in gold lettering. "Now take off those ridiculous
training pants." She was referring to my white jockey shorts. She
held the panties out, and I stepped into them carefully. She slid
them up my legs slowly, and stopped just when the panties were below
my dick. "My what have we here. Huh?" she said as she grasped my
penis. I looked down, my dick was like a rock. "I see your going to
enjoy your little panties." She was right, my dick was sticking
straight up. She pulled open the front of the panties and pulled
them over my straining dick as best she could.
"Now finished getting dressed, or your going to be late." She
walked out of the bedroom, and I quickly put on my suit and tie and
headed downstairs. "Now be a good boy today, and remember, every
time you think of those panties, think about who put you in them."
She gave me a kiss and I rushed out the door.
All day at work they were driving me crazy, I could hardly
concentrate on anything for more than a few minutes, when I would
notice my soft smooth underwear. Thank god it was a friday, and the
workload wasn't that bad. I couldn't wait to get home, and on top of
the woman who was driving me crazy without even being there.
I left the office at 4:30 telling the receptionist that I had to
see a client on my way home. As soon as I got in the car I made a
bee line for home. When I walked in the door Judy was waiting for
me. "How's my little panty boy doing?", she asked. I responded
honestly, "Judy, I couldn't keep my mind off you all day. All I
could keep thinking about was coming home and making mad love to
you." "I knew they'd keep you hot. I also know that being the man
you are, you didn't have the nerve to use the bathroom today, did
you? She was reading me like a book. I deliberately laid off the
coffee and soft drinks, to avoid using the bathroom. It was silly in
a way, after all there are stalls and no one would of seen, but I
guess it's just that being in panties and all. "Ah no, your right, I
didn't use the bathroom today. "Well you should of, cause your not
going to use it tonight either. Let's get you in the bedroom an get
you changed." I thought this is strange, she diapers me, but never
really forced me to use them.
After I was stripped down to my blue panties, she told me to get
up on the bed. Out came the diapers and plastic panties. She told
me to lift my rear up, and off came the panties, which she gently
laid on the dresser. Next she took several diapers and folded them
together. I noticed, as she told me to lift my rear end that there
were more than I usually wore. "I asked, how come so many diapers?"
"Well since you haven't used the potty today, I think your going to
need them." She was right. All this talk about the bathroom had
suddenly began to take its effect. I was feeling quite a pressure in
my bladder. She pinned the bulky diapers tightly around me, and slid
a pair of blue plastic pants up my legs. "Lift that bottom sissy, we
don't want to get mommies bed wet now do we?" Here I was hoping to
come home to some hot sex, and now I was finding I was a victim to my
own fetish.
With the plastic pants all tucked in Judy helped me off the bed.
"Now you know what I'd like?" "I answered no. what?" "I'd like you
to go and stand in the corner of the bedroom there, and call me when
your going to wet your diapers." Judy was really getting in to this
humiliation thing, I thought. She never made me do anything like
this before, I wonder what's going on. I walked or should I say
waddled over to the corner. I heard Judy leave the room. My mind
was beginning to go into overload. "Judy never made or even
mentioned wetting my diapers before I thought to myself." Up until
today my diapers were like a warm up to sex. It was something we
used to get me hot. But never was there any humiliation involved.
My mind was racing when I heard her come back into the room. "Turn
around diaper boy", she commanded. I turned around and saw her
standing there with a baby bottle. "I brought you something to
drink. I thought you might be thirsty after a hard day a work." I
looked at the bottle it contained coffee. "Now I want you to drink
you bottle honey." She sat on the edge of the bed and coaxed the
whole bottle down.
Soon I began to fidget and dance. Judy picked right up on it.
"Those plastic pants make such a loud noise when you dance." "Make
some noise diaper boy she teased, do your little diaper dance." The
words cut through me and I couldn't stand it any more. "Judy I'm
going to wet", I said. "Come over here to mommy diaper boy." I
waddled very quickly over to her, and stood right in front of her.
She placed her hand on the front of my plastic pants and said, "Wet
your diapers, diaper boy, come on wet for mommy." I couldn't hold
back any more and let it go. Judy smiled as the diapers began to get
wet an heavy. "Ah such a baby, such a little diaper boy, shame
shame", she said as she continued to rub the front of my plastic
panties.
When I finished wetting, she told me to come out of the bedroom
and downstairs, as it was time to eat. I asked her if she could
change me. "She said, don't be silly asking me to change you, I
decide WHEN and IF you get changed. Remember that." So I sat
through diner in my wet diapers, and through most of the evening.
She finally changed me before bedtime. As we were laying in bed
my mind raced through a thousand things. Before she went to sleep
she hit me with one more thing. "You know honey, since your turning
in to such a baby, I'm not going to be able to let you be home alone
anymore, I'm going to have to find you a baby sitter, when I have to
go out." "I didn't answer, and I knew she didn't expect me to...."




Babysitter Part - 2


I thought to myself, this is starting to get out of hand. I
mean I like my diapers and all, but this forced wetting and all of
that, I wonder what's going on. I thought about all this for a
while, but soon my mind started wandering towards my sexual needs. I
felt the bulky night diapers between my legs and my penis began to
respond. I thought Judy was asleep so I rolled on to my stomach, and
began to rub myself against the bed. With the thick diapers and the
rubber panties, I was having considerable trouble getting anywhere.
Suddenly, Judy was talking in my ear. "Listen, you stop that
right now! I will tell you when you are permitted an orgasm. Do you
understand!" "Yes Judy," I muttered. "Good now go to sleep sissy."
I felt defeated, In the old days (3 days ago) Judy never cared if I
masturbated. In fact I think she actually like it. Well I thought
about it some more but soon fell asleep.

In the morning I woke up to find Judy was already out of bed. I
turned to look at the clock and noticed it was only 8:00 am. I
thought to myself, Gee she's up early. Judy rarely got up before 10
on a weekend. I then noticed the bulk between my legs, and the
memories flooded into my mind from last night. As they ran through
my mind, I also noticed that I needed to get to the bathroom. My
morning routine finds me always on the toilet first thing.
I got out of bed, and headed out towards the bathroom, I was
getting aroused by the feeling of the diapers and the noise the
rubber pants were making. I just turned down the hall when I heard
Judy calling me. "Oh diaper boy's awake. Come here honey", I turned
and headed towards the kitchen. "My sleepy head your up early, come
on sit down and let's have some breakfast." "But Judy, I have to go
to the bathroom." "Why? Judy asked. "I have to pee and you know."
"Oh don't be silly, tell me what are you wearing? Hmm?" "Well a
diapers." "That's right diaper boy. Diapers, thick fluffy white
diapers. and what else? Hmm? "Rubber pants," I said. "Yes nice blue
rubber panties, diaper boy rubber panties. Now tell me who wears
diapers and rubber panties?" "A babies and toddlers do", I said.
"That's right diaper boy, and since your walking I guess that makes
you a toddler, doesn't it." "Ah come on Judy, what is all this
stuff." "Shut Up! I asked you a question didn't I? "Yea a toddler I
guess." I didn't know what the hell was going on now. I was getting
more confused by the minute. This just didn't seem like the Judy, I
was use to. I thought I better play along, and not get her to pissed
off.
"Good now sit down, and lets have some breakfast." We sat there
and ate a good breakfast. Judy saw to it that I had plenty of high
fiber cereal, as well as toast and coffee. As she poured my third
cup of coffee, she got up from the table, and said "Please be a good
boy and clean off the table." I heard her go down the hall, as I
started to put the dirty dishes in the sink. While I was doing this,
I began to feel not only the pressure in my bladder, but my bowels as
well. Coffee does some strange things to me, it not only makes me
what to pee like a race horse, it also works like a laxative on me.
I thought to myself, "After I get this table cleaned up maybe Judy
will be tired of the diaper game, and I can use the bathroom, as well
as get a shower.
I just about had the last of the silverware in the sink when I
heard her calling me. "Diaper boy come here." Judging by the echo
of the sound I knew she was in the bathroom. I also notice the
diaper thing was just not letting up. I walked down the hall and
into the bathroom. There was my princess sitting on the toilet.
"Come here", she said. I moved in from the door way closer to where
Judy was sitting. "Over here," she motioned with her finger. "Right
in front of me." I waddled into the position she had directed, and
my diapered crotch was just about in front of her face. "I can sit
here all day if I want to, do you know why?" she asked. "No why", I
replied. "Because I don't wear diapers like you do. Diapers are for
little boys who don't know how to use the potty. I bet your just
dying to make pee pee aren't you." "Yes Judy, I haven't gone since
you made me wet my pants last night." "I didn't make you wet your
pants last night, diaper boy. You did that all by yourself, and by
the way you call what your wearing pants. That's a laugh men wear
pants silly, you wear diapers." This remark shot right through me,
now she was treading on ground where no one belonged. But at the
same time, it was getting me stimulated. She reached out and felt
the front of my diapers through the rubber pants. "You know what I'd
like? I'd like you to wet your diapers for me." The feel of her
touch and my full bladder were to much, I began to wet
uncontrollably. When I felt the last drops soaking into my diapers I
heard Judy begin to urinate. "See diaper boy, I can use the potty,
but not you. You wet your diapers like a baby, don't you? "Yes," I
said. The feeling of her hand on my rubber pants and the weight of
the wet diapers was too much. I would of said anything she wanted me
to.
Judy began to pick up the pace rubbing my diapers. I began to
feel a tremendous orgasm approaching, when she stopped abruptly. "If
you want me to finish, your going to have to do something for me
diaper boy," she said. I thought to myself, "I'll do anything, lick
you stroke you what ever." Judy had entirely different thought's
though, as I was soon to find out. "What Judy, What do you want, I
kept saying to her."
"Come into the bedroom with me." She finished what she was
doing and I followed her into the bedroom. She laughed as I walked
through the door. "You sure have trouble walking in your wet diapers
don't you sweetheart." "Well I guess I'm not use to it," I said.
"Well I think you'll get use to it in time," she said as she sat down
on the bed. She once again motioned me over in front of her, and
picked up where she left off it the bathroom. As she was rubbing my
straining penis, she spoke. "If you would like some attention for
this bugle, Markey, I want you to lay down on the bed." "I couldn't
resist. Between the panties yesterday and the full time diapers, I
was dying to cum. "I'm going to tie your hands and legs to the bed,
ok sweetie." "Go ahead, I thought to myself, anything, just finish
me off!" The next thing I know, I'm tied spread eagle on the bed,
with a throbbing erection. Judy, starts to rub the front of my
rubber pants and wet diapers like she had done before. I'm a hair
away from cuming when she suddenly stops.
"Judy, Judy please, please let's have sex I scream." "Oh don't
be silly. I can't have sex with you now. You have wet diapers on."
She reaches out again and gives my padded penis another stroke or two
and says. "But I will finish you off, but before I do, I want to see
a nice little load in those wet diapers of yours." "A load, a load,
she wants me to shit my pants, I think to myself. I can't do that."
"Judy, I can't," I say. "Oh but you will sweetheart. You will if
you ever want me to finish you off." She strokes me a few more
times, and then tells me, call me when you need a diaper change
sissy!" she laughs as she leaves the room.
Well I am laying there on the bed, I can't move and I begin to feel
the effects of this mornings coffee and breakfast on my system. The
pressure is beginning to build steadily. "I'm thinking to myself this
is to much, something is going on. Judy is turning into one of those
bitches you read about in domination magazines." All of the sudden
nature is really on my doorstep, and to make matters worse I can hear
Judy hanging around the bedroom. She must of heard me squirming
around on the bed.
"Well well diaper boy how are we doing." I know she can tell I'm
a minute away from shitting my pants. She sits down on the bed along
side me, and begins to rub my legs. "Come on now silly, you know you
can't hold back any longer. Look at your face, your starting to turn
red, that must be so uncomfortable." She was right there. The
stroking of my legs, began to create a stirring within, and I was
loosing my concentration. Suddenly, it began to happen, I let out a
little grunt, and Judy smiled. "That's a good little boy fill those
diapers, Come on." I couldn't do anything but comply at this point.
I feel the bulge building in the back of my diapers, and it doesn't
take long before Judy's hand is poking around down there. "That's it
diaper boy, you sure had to go didn't you? My my" she says, as she's
doing her best to pat me on my bottom. After she's satisfied that I
really do have a load in my diapers, she takes her hand away.
"Well well what have we here?" She is now starring at the front
of my diapers, which are bulging as much as the back. "It looks to
me that you really like filling you diapers, like a little boy" All
I can do is blush. "Ah now mommy promised you some attention, and
now your going to get it." She starts to rub the front of my diapers
and rubber pants. I am in heaven, It feels so good, my balls must
be three shades of blue by now. It doesn't take too long with all
the teasing I've had this morning. My body begins to shudder, as I
have one of the best orgasms in my life. "That's a boy. Now you
have everything, you possibly could have in those diapers, don't you.
With that she gets up and starts to walk towards the door. "Hey
come on Judy, Let me up now." All of the sudden, the wet messy and
now sticky diapers are not feeling that great. "Oh no, sweetie, you
just earned yourself an hour on that bed. And remember something,
from now on DON'T EVER TELL ME WHAT TO DO! IS THAT UNDERSTOOD!"
"Yes," I say meekly. "Good now you just lay there and stew awhile."
She says this laughingly as she leaves the room.
"What a mess I think as I lay there. Me and my big mouth.
Where in the hell is she getting all this domination stuff from.
She's got me by the balls, and I can't do a thing about it."
After what seems like three days, I suddenly see a flash go off,
It blinds me. Then another and another. When I can finally focus my
eyes, I see her standing there with a instant camera, and a big smile
on her face. "Ah soooo cute, babies first picture. Look you can
even tell the baby has a dirty diaper. Here look," she says. She is
right the brown mess is pretty clear through the yellow plastic pants
I'm wearing. She walks out of the room, and I'm actually
contemplating crying. She's back again. "Now diaper boy, Mommies
going to untie you. But in order to get those stinky diapers changed
your going to have to do something for me. Ok?" At this point, the
smell and the feel are becoming very uncomfortable, and after
everything else, why not. "Yes Judy", I say. "Well for openers, I
don't want you calling me Judy when your a diaper boy. And when I
untie you, I want you to pose for some pictures." I figure, what the
hell, she already hid the first pictures. I'm screwed now anyway.
"Ok mommy", I say. "Good." It feels good to have the ropes
untied, my wrists and ankles were starting to get sore. "Now come on
diaper boy. Lets get up." I start to slide towards the side of the
bed, lifting my bottom up because the load is so uncomfortable.
"That's a good boy. Don't squish your little load. Mommy wants it
nice and bulgy for a good picture." As I stand up I can feel the
incredible weight of the diapers. They immediately begin to droop.
Judy just loves it. "Oh my diaper boy. Mommy better get busy before
somebody drops their diapers right on the floor. Good thing for the
panties. Now come on stand up nice and straight. SNAP the camera
gets a picture of me from the front. "Now turn around. That's right.
Look over your shoulder, I want to see that sad face. Perfect ."
SNAP "Now I want you to put your hand on your little mess there."
I'm evidently not doing it right, and she takes my hand and places it
firmly on my loaded bottom. "There that's it!" SNAP "Now for a
naughty little boy picture. Turn around and get your hand down your
diapers." That was it everything starts to well up inside me and the
next thing I know as I'm putting my hand into my wet sticky diapers,
tears begin to flow down my cheeks. "AH isn't that sweet. What an
affect" SNAP
She's gone again, I'm just standing there crying and sniffling.
"There there diaper boy. Let's get you cleaned up. You'll feel
much better." She pushes me towards the door. "I think that's just
adorable the way you waddle with that load in your diapers."
I get into the bathroom, and I go to take my rubber pants down
when I hear. "What do you think your doing? HUH?" I was just going
to get cleaned up mommy. "Don't you ever touch your diapers or
rubber panties again is that understood? ANSWER ME!" Yes mommy I
say. "If I EVER EVER catch you touching your diapers or panties
again, you will be the sorriest diaper boy in the world."
"Shame shame diaper boy. Look at the mess you've made." She says
this as she takes down the yellow plastic pants. "You'd never know
you were a grown man would you?" No mommy. "Grown men don't wear
diapers, do they?" No mommy. "Grown men don't fill and wet there
pants do they?" No mommy. "Who wets and dirties in there pants?
Hmm? Little boys mommy. "No little diaper boys. Little boys
eventually get toilet trained. But not diaper boys, they wear
diapers and panties all the time, don't they?" Yes mommy. She hands
me the dirty diaper and tells me to rinse it out in the potty. "Look
at the potty diaper boy, and remember when you use to use it. And
remember you'll never use it again unless I decide." Yes mommy I say
as I rinse out the dirty diapers.



Part 4

Well it's been quite a morning, after being forced to wet, mess
and cum in my diapers, I'm all cleaned up and re-diapered. My head
is spinning a mile a minute when I'm hit with another blow.
"Let's get you ready stinky." Ready for what I think. "Come on
get in here right now." I hear her calling from the bedroom. I
waddled in to the bedroom, and I see that Judy has clothes laid out
on the bed. "Ready for what.", I ask. "Well I've got to get you
dressed, you wouldn't want me taking you out in just your diapers and
panties, would you?" It's coming to fast, OUT -- Out in diapers and
panties, no no I'm thinking. Getting dressed would be fine. But I
still don't want to go out. I'm beginning to panic and Judy senses
it. "Come over here will you. Now don't get all excited. We have a
little trip to make to one of my friends." Judy I can't go out
wearing diapers and rubber pants. Please not that. "Put your arms
out she tells me." Instinctively I put my arms and hands out in
front of me and very quickly she has my wrists bound in front of me.
Suddenly she lets into me. "Now look I've just about had it
with you. How many times do I have to tell you. "When I tell you
something, you are not to: 1. Talk back, 2. Argue, 3. Complain at
all. Is that understood!" I know but... She cuts me off. "You just
don't seem to learn. "Well there's only one thing left to do to
teach you that when I tell you something, no matter what it is that
you obey me. But I can see that little Markey is going to be
trouble, but I'm more than prepared to deal with that."
She sits down on the bed and says, "I knew it was going to come
to this Markey. Now stand in front of me." The next thing I know
the yellow rubber pants are coming down my legs. "Lift up your leg,
now the other one. Good boy." Next I feel a hand plunging into my
diapers. "Ah your not wet." She says in a mocking tone. The diaper
pins are undone as the diapers fall to the floor. She positions her
self on the bed and then tells me, "Now get over my lap, you naughty
boy."
The next thing I know I'm across her lap with the my hands tied
in front of me. "Now Markey, its time to teach you some of the
rules." I feel her reaching for something on the bed. The next
thing I feel is CRACK, my ass feels like its on fire. "What's rule
number 1 Markey." CRACK I'm not answering fast enough. Don't talk
back I yell. CRACK "That's very good Markey, I think your beginning
to learn." CRACK "Rule number 2 ?" Not to argue! CRACK "Rule 3 ?" Not
to complain I whine. As she continues her lecture each thought is
punctuated with a CRACK. The tears are beginning to roll down my
cheeks as she continues the humiliation.
She finally stands me up, and laughs as she sees the tears still
coming down my cheeks. I can see that she has been peppering me with
an old ping pong paddle. "See this Markey? This is what you can
expect if you give me any more trouble. Is that understood?" Yes I
say, mildly regaining my composure. "That's a good boy, a good
diaper boy. Now turn around and look in the mirror. That's right
look at those little buns. Nice and bright red." She was right
about that. My ass looked like it was on fire.
"Now let's try this again. Were going to get dressed so we can
go visit my friend. Is that understood?" Yes mommy. "Good stinky,
now lay on the bed like a good boy, so mommy can get you ready. I lay
down on my back but she tells me, "Roll over on your belly so mommy
can get rub those little buns with oil. There so sensitive now, and
we wouldn't want you getting diaper rash would we?" I feel the cool
baby oil being spread all over my behind and it feels wonderful. As
the massaging continues, I also feel my dick begin to press into the
bed. "Roll over," she commands. As I do, she takes immediate notice
of my erection. "My my little diaper boy loves getting his rear end
rubbed, doesn't he?" Yes I mutter. She squirts some oil right on my
shaft and begins to rub my penis. She continues to rub it right to
the point where I'm feeling as if I'm going to cum. "There there
sissy," she say's stopping abruptly. "They'll be plenty of time for
that." The next thing I know she's telling me to lift my rear end,
and on go the double diapers. She places the yellow rubber panties
on my legs and tells me to stand up. I get off the bed and she pulls
them all the way up. She adjusts the legs and waist band telling me.
"We have to make sure you don't leak, especially in the car."
"Now Markey I'm going to untie you so I can finish dressing you
and I don't want any trouble, understand?" Yes Mommy, I say. "Good
boy." She has me sit on the bed while she puts a pair of white
shorts on my legs. "Stand up Markey." As I stand up she pulls the
white shorts up over my diapers and rubber pants. Next she takes a
white T-Shirt and puts it over my head. She helps me put my arms in
like I'm some kind of infant. She pulls the shirt down over my
shorts and steps back to admire her work. "Turn around diaper boy"
she says. "Perfect" she say's smiling. "Go over by the mirror and
look." I'm horrified. On the front of the T-Shirt it says MY LITTLE
DIAPER BOY. Then she tells me to turn around and look at my self
from the back. Shock number two. I can see the yellow panties
coming loud and clear through the shorts.
Please mommy, Please! She puts her finger to her lips and says,
"Now Markey. We don't want to get all undressed again and get
punished do we?" No mommy. "Now there, there. I'll let you wear
your jacket over your T-shirt." I felt a little better, but I was
still quite worried about the thin white shorts. I figured there
wasn't much I could do about it and my ass was still stinging and I
didn't want any more of that.
"Now put your sneakers on while I finish getting your bag
together." My bag together? I thought. What kind of bag was she
talking about. I finished putting my sneakers on and while going for
my jacket in the closet, I couldn't help but get a look at myself in
the mirror. Man did I look ridiculous. Even if the shorts didn't
show the yellow panties, the bulge was enough of a give away.
Anybody could tell I was diapered. Seeing myself without her in the
room also began to get my dick swelling again. Damn fetish I
thought. Gotten me more than I can chew this time. I put my jacket
on, and tried to console myself that I looked a lot better.
"Let's go stinky," she yelled from the kitchen. I hurried, I
didn't want to piss her off now. She was standing in the door to the
garage holding a pink bag over her shoulder. My eyes bugged out as I
read the words stenciled across it. D I A P E R S in big baby blue
letters. "Here carry your bag," she laughed. I reluctantly took the
bag and went to go to the drivers side when she stopped me abruptly.
"And what do you think your doing?" I was going to drive, I said.
Judy always hated to drive, when we went somewhere. "Oh I don't
think so, Little diaper boys don't drive. They just sit in the car
and wait for mommy to take them places." I didn't say anything. I
just blushed as I walked towards the passenger door.
We backed out of the drive way and headed down the street. All
the while, I couldn't keep from panicking. In my mind I saw the car
breaking down, or getting in an accident, or driving by someone we
knew. These thoughts kept racing through my mind. Judy must of
picked up on my distress. "What is the matter Stinky?" Uh I am
worried. "Worried about what?" Well what if we had to stop or get
out of the car or something. "Well then we would, wouldn't we?" Yea
I know, but what if somebody saw me like this. "Oh gee I don't know
Markey. You'd think of something wouldn't you," she says laughingly.
I decide to just keep my mouth shut. It seems these days no
matter what I say, it comes back to haunt me. Judy breaks the
silence. "Now when we get there, I suggest you do everything your
told. Do you understand?" Yes I answer. "Good, because I don't
think my friend would treat you with so much understanding." I'm
dying to ask the question, What friend! But I know that I'd just get
myself in more trouble.
We turn into a street off of the main road and I really begin to
panic. Judy pulls over and takes a pair of handcuffs out of "my"
diaper bag. "Just to make sure we have no problems," she says as she
snaps them shut. Cripes I think to myself this is the street Bob and
Karen live on. Judy use to go to school with Karen, and we all
became quite good friends. I'm mulling it over in my mind. No it
can't be Judy would never humiliate me in front of our friends.
Would she? The answer came quicker than I wanted it. We were turning
into their driveway!
Judy! You CAN'T be serious! This is Bob and Karen's House!
"Dead Serious my little man." Please, Please don't humiliate me this
way. "Listen diaper boy! Your treading on thin ice. Remember this
is what YOU wanted. YOU wanted to wear diapers and rubber pants and
act like a two year old. So this is what your going to get.
UNDERSTAND!" But Judy, Please I'd be so embarrassed. "Now look, I'm
getting tired of your incessant whining. You certainly do know how
to act like a two year old. If you keep this up, you are really
going to be sorry."
She got out of the car and came around to open my door. "Get
out and carry your bag it will hide your handcuff's incase a neighbor
is watching." I got out of the car, my legs were trembling. I held
the bag as best I could. Judy put her arm around me and started
leading me up the walk to the front door. "Why don't you ring the
bell stinky," she says laughing again. "Oh I'm just teasing. I know
your having enough trouble holding your diaper bag." With that she
rings the bell. My heart feels as if would stop any moment. Deep
down, I'm kinda wishing it would.
The door begins to open, I want to just melt away into the
sidewalk. Judy however, is there to make sure that I'm the first one
anyone will see. There before my eyes is Karen. I feel like my face
is as pink as the diaper bag I'm carrying. "Well Well, what have we
here. Would you like to come in Markey?" Markey, Markey, she's
calling me Markey too. Suddenly the whole thing is coming together
in my mind. Karen is well aware of what Judy has been doing to me!
I'm jolted back to reality by Judy. "Diaper boy! Karen asked
you a question." Ah Ah why ah yes. Judy opens the door, and the
next thing I know we are standing in Karens living room. "Oh I see
you had to handcuff the little one." Karen says. "Well I didn't want
to take a chance and have a scene in your front lawn." "I don't
think he would of went to far dressed the way he is, do you?" "Well
I like to be on the safe side," Judy said. "Well Judy when I'm
finished with him, you'll never have to worry about that again."
Markey. "Let's get those handcuff's off you, and get your
jacket off," Karen says. Oh that's alright I say, I'm fine. Don't
be silly. It's much to warm to be wearing that jacket. Karen is
removing the cuff's with the key Judy has given her. "Good now give
me that jacket so I can hang it up." I start to tremble as I begin
to unzip the jacket. I can see Karen is starting to become impatient
so I speed things up a bit, I don't want to get Judy pissed. Little
did I know that it's Karen I don't want to get mad.
"Isn't that sweet. Look at that shirt, MY LITTLE DIAPER BOY,
Ah." Karen says. "Where did you find that Judy!" "I got it at that
T-Shirt place. The girl who made it up for me got quite a kick out
of it when I told her why I wanted it. She told me to come back any
time if I needed any other T-Shirts." My mind is racing, The whole
damn town must know I wear diapers now I thought. "Markey, turn
around and show Karen your shorts." I instinctively turn around and
Karen stops me when my behind is in front of her. "Oh my, Now there
is no fooling, as to what your wearing young man. Is there? No
Karen, I reply. "What are you wearing Markey?" Karen asks. Diapers
and plastic panties I mumble. "Markey when I ask you a question, I
expect that you answer it quickly and clearly." Diapers and plastic
panties I say louder.
"Good now turn around. I want you to sit down on the floor over
there. Judy, let's go into the kitchen, I'll get us some coffee.
The two women wander into the kitchen, and I sit down as instructed.
Sitting on the floor, I become quite aware of my bulky diapers again.
My mind is racing again. Gee what if Bob came in now. I feel like
I've fallen into quick sand. My so preoccupied that I don't even
notice the women come back into the living room.
"Markey, Lets get you downstairs now.", Karen says. Downstairs
I think. Good At least I won't have to be embarrassed if Bob came
home, or a neighbor came to the door. I lead the way downstairs to
the family room, or at least what I thought was the family room.
Karen pushes me towards the far wall. The next thing I know the wall
is sliding open! I can't believe it. How many times have I sat in
this room. I never would have suspected there was another room,
behind the family room.

PART 6


As the wall is sliding open, I can't believe my eyes. Inside is
a combination nursery/dungeon. This however is no nursery for a
child. I'm wondering again. Certainly Karen wouldn't have gone
through all of this just for me. No there has got to be more to this
than I can comprehend at the moment.
"How do you like your room Markey?" Karen asks, breaking my
thoughts. My room, what do you mean my room I ask. "Well Judy is
going to be gone for the weekend and she's asked me to baby sit for
you." she laughs. Oh my God I think. This is what she was talking
about. Just then Judy chimes in. I don't think he'll give you any
trouble Karen. He has been wetting his diapers quite a bit lately
and has gotten use to it. He also filled his diapers, but I think he
still needs a little encouragement in this area.
"Oh don't worry about a think Judy. When you get back you won't
even know him." I'm beginning to feel like a little child who is
separated from his mother for the first time. I feel like crying
don't leave me mommy. Please! But I know better than that. I just
am overwhelmed by everything that is happening here. Judy comes over
and gives me a kiss. "Now you be a good boy for Karen, and don't
give her any trouble. She is not as gentle as mommy so I suggest you
behave. I'll see you when I get back." But where are you going I
ask. "Well that is really no concern of yours, now is it. You know
us mothers need a little time to ourselves." To much is happening to
quick. I all the sudden feel like I'm lost. My wife has put me
through some of the most humiliating days of my existence, and now
she is leaving me at a friends house totally exposed, and she won't
even tell me where she is going.
Karen has me lie down on a cot of some kind, and the next thing
I know I am strapped down to it. I am left to lie there while Karen
and Judy go on talking. They leave the room, the wall slides back
and I have strange thoughts racing through my mind. I begin to
wonder if anyone will ever see me again!
After what seems like hours, though I have no way of knowing
what time it is the wall opens and in comes Karen. She has changed
and is in a wool skirt and cotton blouse. She looks like a very
stern mother type. The first thing she does is pull down my white
shorts. "Now we don't need these anymore do we?" As the shorts come
off my legs, I feel very vulnerable in just my diapers and panties.
"Oh how cute. Judy did find some nice panties for you." She then
slips her hand down the front of my rubber panties, and comments.
"My my your still dry. This will never do. You must remember
something my little man. You are wearing those diapers for a
purpose. That means that they should be nice and wet. You will
learn this before you leave here." Next she's over by what looks
like a sink. I see her filling a large type of bottle. When she
returns, she swings over a metal rack of some sort. She hooks the
bag up to this. Into the bag she attaches a tube. The tube is
placed into my mouth with some sort of a device that makes it very
difficult to spit out. The whole thing is strapped around the back
of my head so it won't fall out.
She releases the clamp and water begins to flow into my mouth.
It isn't coming in that fast, but I notice that it has a strange
taste. Well needless to say that with my mouth gagged this way I
won't be asking what I'm drinking. "There there that's much better.
Now you won't have to worry about being thirsty. By the way the next
time I come in here, your diapers better be soaked or do you know
whets going to happen to you? Well I hope you don't find out." She
again left the room.
Suddenly in what couldn't of even been 5 minutes, the wall opens
and again there she is. "Time to check your pants, young man. Pants
she corrects herself and laughs, why you don't wear pants do you? No
pants are for big boys. Little sissies who wet themselves wear
diapers. Now let me check you." "Horror is running through my mind,
I didn't wet my diapers, Oh no what's going to happen. I try with
all my might, but I can't let go. I can't pee. I feel the ominous
hand plunging into my panties once again. "Well well, so your going
to be a tough guy are you? Your going to try and be a big boy and
not wet your diapers. Your being very silly Markey and for being
silly, you are going to be punished.
I wish I could talk. I'd tell her that I'm trying. I think she
wouldn't buy it any way. I feel my restraints being loosened. She
ties my feet together before releasing my hands. "Markey I'm going
to only tell you once. If you even make the slightest attempt at
freeing yourself, you are going to wish you were dead! do you
understand. I nod my head yes. She releases my hands and has me sit
up on the cot. She takes a piece of leather and attaches my two
hands in front of me.
"There that should do it. Stand up!" I stand up and she slowly
lowers my yellow rubber pants to my knees. She rubs my rear end
through the diaper. She unpins the diapers and pulls them from my
crotch. She delights that I have no hair any where. "Nice and
clean" she says as she rubs the smooth skin above my penis. This of
course gets an immediate reaction from my penis which goes
un-noticed.
She tells me to get across her lap. I do but its quite a
struggle with the gag and tube and all. When I'm finally situated to
her liking she begins her speech. "Diaper boy, you wear diapers like
a little baby. Little baby's who wear diapers, wet there diapers.
Your diapers were dry when I checked you two times. This is not
acceptable. If I find dry diapers on your second pants check you get
punished. You are now going to be punished for not following MY
rules." The next thing I know my ass is on fire, and I hear the
slap. She is spanking me with her hand, but it feels like she's
hitting me with a stick. Over and over, I'm crying uncontrollably.
All of the sudden, I feel myself wetting, OH MY GOD I think.
Tell me I'm doing this now. Why couldn't it of happened earlier.
"YOU DIRTY BABY! Just what do you think your doing. Get off of me!"
I try to jump up as quick as I can. As I'm standing there, the pee
is continuing to flow from me. I'm making a big mess on her floor.
"Look at what you did to me. My skirt is soaking wet!
You are going to pay for this young man. You are going to pay
dearly!"
I'm quickly thrown back on the cot, though this time she doesn't
tie me to the cot, although with my hands and feet tied together, I'm
not going to be going anywhere in a hurry. She efficiently diapers
me without so much as a word. I'm getting that feeling like when I
was a little kid. You know when you did something to your mother,
and she doesn't say a word, she just gives you that look. I try to
avoid looking directly at her, like that's going to make things
better or something.
She leaves the room. I'm laying there, and I'm beginning to
wonder what's going to happen to me. I begin to feel the urge to pee
again, I think gee, I just peed a little while ago. This time I just
relax and let it flow. I feel it soaking my diapers. The double
diapers have no trouble containing it all though. I actually feel
relieved that I'd wet my diapers. It starts to dawn on me, Karen is
making me become incontinent out of fear. I mull it over in my mind,
but I try not to think about it. It conflicts with my male ego to
much.
My mind then turns to other thoughts, I wonder what Karen is
going to do to me. Man I can't believe I pissed on her. Once again
the door/wall slides open, and in walks Karen. This time she is
dressed a little more appropriately. Over her clothes she is wearing
a rubber apron.
"As you can see pissy boy, I'm dressed for you now. Let's check
your diapers." The hand goes plunging into the panties, and a small
smile cracks her face. "Ah, what happened? Hmm?" Of course I can't
answer her. She takes the liberty of answering her own questions. "My
my we certainly wet the diapers haven't we?" "Tell me Markey, how
does it feel to be a grown man, and pissing in diapers." I can feel
my face flushing with embarrassment. "A big boy wetting his diapers
in front of his wife's best friend." I'm feeling very humiliated,
and she knows this.
She rolls me over on one side, and begins to pat my diapered
behind. "Judy told me you like to have your little bottom patted."
The humiliation is getting very intense. I feel like I could cry.
The patting doesn't seem to help, the wet diaper on my bottom is not
very enjoyable. "Well mister pissy pants, you WANTED this REMEMBER!"
My mind remembers all to well. In one quick tug she again has my
plastic panties down as low as they will go with my legs tied. I'm
pushed on my back again. Off come the diapers, which she lays on my
plastic covered pillow next to my head. She tells me to roll over on
my stomach. This is not to comfortable either. My wet skin does not
slide to well on the plastic covered mattress. Next she tells me to
lift my head up. I try to do the best I can given my situation. She
lays the wet diapers over the pillow. Having my feet tied, and my
hands, I can tell that it won't be very long till my neck muscles get
tired and my face is in that wet diaper. It doesn't matter if I turn
my head or not.
Karen senses my discomfort. "Well diaper boy, I told you would
be sorry for wetting on me. You are going to punish yourself. You
are going to lay in your own pee." With that I hear and feel a crack
to my ass. Being startled, my head goes down on the wet diapers.
"Come on Stinky, get that head up." I try to get my head up, and
just as I do another Crack, and on it goes, until I don't even try.
The humiliation is incredible. Karen finally tires of the game, and
rolls me over. She quickly pins on two more diapers and up come the
plastic panties. She again rolls me over onto the wet diapers.
"Now I hope this will teach you to disobey me. Why don't you try
and get some rest, your going to need it. Now remember, I will be
coming in periodically to check your diapers, and they better be nice
and wet."
The diaper checking continued on for what seemed like hours. I
managed to be wet within the allotted two time check. The curse of
this though was that each time I was changed, the diapers that were
taken off were put up by my head. My ass was also getting very sore
from the spankings. After what seemed like eternity Karen changed
the rules a little.
"Well it seems that you finally learned what your diapers are
for diaper boy. I am now going to finish your punishment for wetting
my skirt earlier this day. Do you know how disgusting that was. You
have only had a taste of disgusting. Did you like laying in your own
pee Stinky? I'm going to get everything ready for you now my smelly
little boy."
I could hear her over near the water again. I was starting to
become exhausted. My mind was overwhelmed. What else could she
possibly do to me. She came over to the cot and began to explain
what was in store for me, much to my horror.
"I'm going to get the baby ready for bed", she said as she
stripped off my smelly diapers. I'm going to untie your feet and I
want you to roll on your stomach. I did as I was told, "My my your
poor behind, its so red." As she said this she rubbed her hand on my
ass, Man did it hurt. I only really noticed it now. It must have
been the air hitting it. "I hope you don't get diaper rash." she
laughed. "But I just think you might be." Again more laughter.
The next thing I felt was something being pushed up my rectum.
"Now just relax diaper boy. I'm giving you your special treat. Just
like you gave me a special treat earlier today." "It's just a little
fleet enema. "Surely that won't bother a big boy like you." Slowly
she inserted the enema into me and released its contents. "Now roll
over and let's get you ready for bed."
Out came the diapers, this time three! "We don't want any mess
in the bed now do we." Next came a fresh pair of yellow plastic
panties. these were real stiff, and made a lot of noise. She seemed
to like that. "I can't wait to see how these look in the morning,"
she said. They were a little tough going on over the three diapers.
I could really feel the bulk of the diapers with the pants holding
them snugly to me. "Nice and tight. Good. That should keep
everything where its supposed to be." She then placed a smock kind
of thing over my head. "Roll over smelly boy." I did as I was told.
I could feel her tying my feet to the cot again. The spreading of my
legs reminded me of the enema, in my behind. She untied my hands and
finished pulling the smock down over me. "It will be easier to see
what's going on down here she explained while patting my sore bottom.
She removed the wet diapers from the pillow. "I don't want these
to distract you from all the other lovely smells that will soon be
permeating your little room." Thank Goodness, I thought. At least I
don't have to smell pee anymore. She tied my arms to each side of
the cot. "Nice and comfy?"
"Judy tells me you really got off on wearing your diapers
Markey. She said you just love to masturbate in them." She came over
and released the tube from my mouth. That felt good, my mouth was
starting to get sore. "Now you may answer my questions smelly boy,
but if you make one comment, you'll have that back in your mouth for
the whole night. Is that Understood?" Yes I said. "Good boy. Now
tell me don't you just love to masturbate in your diapers?" Yes a I
a did. "Good stinky, because were going to play a little game. If
you can cum in your diapers before 5 minutes, I'll release you and
let you use the potty like a big boy." Wow I thought, that would be
great! Finally cumming and not having to endure the ultimate
humiliation. Gee maybe Karen has a heart after all. "However baby,
if you don't cum in 5 minutes, I'll have to do the job, but baby will
have to sleep in stinky diapers. Are you up for this little game
Stinky? Like I actually had some kind of real choice. Yes ma'am I
replied. "Good then lets get started. When I start the timer you
begin and do your best now, try and be a big boy." Ma'am I have a
question. "What is it Stinky?" How am I going to masturbate myself
all tied up like this? "Well looking at your predicament, the only
suggestion I could offer is to try and rub your little thing against
your diapers and the bed."
"Now get ready. GO" I tried with all my might. I had a couple
of things against me. The restraints on the bed afforded little
movement, and the little movement I did have was not getting me
anywhere. I simply could not develope any friction on my penis. The
plastic panties were so tight that the diapers would not move, and
the panties just slid against the plastic sheet. Karen was obviously
enjoying my predicament. "Oh come on sissy, try harder. Move that
diapered ass. Come on." As much as I tried, the only thing I managed
to do in four minutes was develope a hard on. Buzzzz "Ah poor
Stinky. Couldn't cum in your diapers like a big boy could you. Too
bad."
I was feeling terribly humiliated. I also felt like a fool for
getting my hopes up. Obviously Karen was very experienced with this
kind of thing. I should have know better. I felt very defeated, and
Karen sensed it. "There There let aunt Karen help you out there."
She laid down almost on top of me and struggled to get her hand into
my diapers. I had to admit, considering everything that happened to
me today, this did not feel to bad. She began to stroke my penis
while whispering humiliating comments into my ear. "Whose going to
mess in his diapers? Hmm?" Me ma'am I would respond. I was
beginning to become quite aroused, but I also noticed that the enema
was beginning to do its trick. It also didn't help matters having
Karen pressing down on my back. "Now remember little boy. If I hear
or feel you messing your diapers, my hand is coming right out, and
you won't get to cum. So try and be a big boy and hold it.
It definitely was starting to become quite a struggle. I could
feel intense pressure on my bowels. Karen's hand on my penis felt so
wonderful. I was caught in the ultimate pain and pleasure game.
Karen kept stroking, and the more involved I became in looking
forward to a mind bending climax, the more I noticed, I was starting
to loose control of my bowels. When I was nearly right on the urge
of cumming, a loud escape of gas came from my behind. Almost
instantly Karen's hand came out of my diapers. The frustration of
not being able to cum and realizing that I would not, caused me to
loose all control. Slowly I felt myself filling my diapers. I'd
actually started to cry. "Ah shame shame Stinky, I almost thought
for a moment that you were going to be a big boy. No look at you, a
chance to have an orgasm and what do you do. Fill your diapers like
a little baby. I guess you like stinky diapers better than cumming.
Huh? All I could do was lay there sniffling. "You have a good night
little boy," she said kissing my head. "Try to get a rest and be
good and maybe will play some more games tomorrow. I'd bet you'd like
that wouldn't you." I felt her hand patting my loaded bottom. "I
hope you don't get diaper rash sweetie," she said as she left the
room.


-Chapter 8 -

I lay there feeling like the biggest fool in the world. I was
very aware of the load in the back of my diapers. The tight plastic
panties kept it right up against my bottom. I also noticed that my
bottom was getting extremely tender. Despite it all it I was feeling
very sleepy it had been quite a day.
I awoke startled, my diaper was soaked, Man I can't believe it.
I wet while I was sleeping. Not knowing what time it was and still
feeling tired, I drifted back to sleep.
Suddenly the opening of the wall woke me from sleep. "P U does
it stink in here! It smells just like a nursery." Oh no I thought to
my self, another day of this. I don't know if I can take this. "My
my you are a mess. Let's get you cleaned up." I felt her untying my
hands and feet. "Ok now mister stinky, lets stand up and will get
you into the tub. Wouldn't that be nice?" Yes ma'am.
"Good now stand up." As I started to stand up, I noticed my
legs had become very weak and I landed back down on the cot with
quite a splash. "Oh my we are acting like quite the toddler aren't
we?" "Here let me help you." I felt Karen steadying me as I stood
up this time. I was now acutely aware of my sore behind. I could
still feel the load in the back of my diapers. As I started to walk
I noticed that it was making me walk funny.
"Oh isn't that cute." Karen let go of me, and I was much
steadier now. "Walk for me, I think that's just adorable. I love
the way you walk with stinky diapers on, she laughed." I finally
made it across the room and into the bathroom. Karen had the tub
filled with water. As I was standing there I made a drastic mistake.
Instinctively I went to pull down my plastic panties. I guess
looking at the tub filled with water was to inviting. "WHAT DO YOU
THINK YOUR DOING" rang through my head. "You don't EVER touch your
diapers!" "Now sit down on the toilet." The lid was up, and the
seat was down. Man this was the weirdest feeling in the world.
Sitting on a toilet with diapers on. The pressure was causing the
messy diapers to push even tighter on my ass. "You just sit there
till I come back for you."
What a punishment. I could of gotten up when she left but for
some strange reason I just sat there. I was starting to believe that
this women was breaking me. After what seemed like hours, she came
back in. "Well have you learned your lesson stinky?" Yes Ma'am'
"Now tell me what must you NEVER do?" Touch my diapers or pants, I
replied. "Panties she corrected, you wear plastic panties Baby."
Panties I replied.
"You see little Markey, when your bad, I'm going to make you
punish yourself. It's much more effective that way, don't you
think?" Yes Ma'am' "That's a good little boy. Now stand up and let
me get you undressed." Off came the smock and the panties as she
called them. "My just look at those diapers, even with three, you
can see the big stain in the back and look at the yellow in the
front. Your really quite the baby."
She unpinned the diapers, and as soon as the air hit me, I
almost start crying. "Ah poor baby she taunted, Look in the mirror,
look at what you did to your poor bottom." "Did you deserve the
punishment you gave to yourself Markey?" Yes Ma'am. "Now you get in
that tub and soak that poor little bottom. She placed the dirty
diapers in a plastic bag and left the bathroom. The water stung at
first when I sat down, but after a while it felt real good.
About a half an hour later I heard the bathroom door open, Come
on Stinky, we can't have you in here all day." She reached for a big
towel and told me to get up. She wrapped the towel around me and
told me to get back to my room. "Lay down on your bed." I did as I
was told. "This will make your little bottom feel much better." She
applied some kind of ointment to my behind and tenderly rubbed it in.
"I hope you will try and do a little better today. I would hate to
make you punish yourself again this way." I'll try hard Ma'am.
Again out come the diapers. This time there is only one diaper
though, and no plastic panties. "I'm going to leave your panties off
of you for now. But today, before you do anything, I want you to
tell me so I can change you quickly. I don't want that diaper rash
to get any worse. But beleive me if you give me any trouble, I'll
pack you back in heavy diapers and panties, and when you leave here
you'll have to explain to some doctor how you got diaper rash. Now
you would'nt want me to do that would you?" No Ma'am.
It actually felt kind of funny to have only one diaper on and no
panties. I almost felt naked. "Now drink this." she said handing me
some apple juice in a trainer cup. "That's a good boy" As I was
drinking the juice she placed a large bowl of some kind of cereal
in front of me. "Now do your best and eat i