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Daddy was out of arguments. My Aunt had an extra room, my brother would stay with Uncle Harold. I claimed I should be the one to stay with Uncle Harold, but they believed my brother should because he was older and could get along without Mom.
As if on cue the tormentor, captor, and teasing sex goddess known as Miss Sophia entered the room, strutting around while her body threatened to burst through the silk nightie she wore today. “How’s my favorite little baby today, hmm?” She cooed, looking over Hero’s altered body with a smile. “Fine.” he huffed. He followed her gaze down to his crotch which had swelled with his nocturnal accident and bore an obvious yellow stain. “Looks like somebody’s grumpy because they need a change.” She prodded at the squishy mass between his legs, eliciting the telltale crinkle and squelch of a well-soaked diaper. Hero didn’t respond and just looked at the woman crossly. While he tried to keep his demeanor stoic, he knew he was using it as a mask to hide his burning arousal and growing hopelessness. From the minute Sophia entered the room wearing the nightie Hero had been staring, but her prodding fingers on his nappy caused a stirring in his loins.In the morning, I awoke to find the diaper had become cold and clammy. Now I just wanted out of it. My mother put the crib side down and I jumped out. Horror Writing | Screenplay Writing | How To Write | Write Books | Read Write | Writing Tips | Writing Tools | Writing Community Jen through herself on her bed, with tears in her eyes, she started mumbling, I wish they understood the way I feel about him. then she sat up and turned on her TV. looking over at the cloths hamper and a idea came to mind, she stopped crying and smiled. I know what to do and how not to get myself in trouble with mom also. Dad will pay for this, I will wait daddy but it will cost you oh my gosh will it cost you.
After about 15 min we saw Dad walk into the theater and have a seat about 10 rows in front of us. We were both releaved he didn't see seem to have seen us. I hope you like it, I worked hard to design this little mobile.” As the machine turned him Hero examined the crib below him. The bars he'd seen in the dark extended up towards him and connected to a raised platform with a cushy pink blanket covering a mattress. What separated this crib from any other was its size. Hero himself had been hanging a solid 7 or so feet off the floor before, but the long bars of the crib below him looked to have been four feet long with the bed itself sitting a foot off the ground. Even he’d have trouble climbing over its towering bars, making it an effective prison for a man of his size. smell of Kathy's foot started to cause a unexpected reaction. He couldn't believe it the nauseating smell of her foot started to some how turn him on. However at this point he still felt it in appropriate, specially since the girls were his daughters age.My Aunt smiled and said, "Yes dear, that's a little baby who still needs to wear diapers all day. But since you are a big girl, you get to wear training panties during the day." Ooops, I almost forgot,” exclaimed Carolyn, rushing to the closet once more. After briefly searching, she turned with a small white patent leather clutch and a pair of white glace gloves in her hands. “We can't have you going and forgetting your purse, now can we Christine?” she grinned. The gloves, though snug, fit over my hands, ending just above the wrist in a ruffled lace cuff. This will trap you in diapers and has you wetting them on the day you listen and the day after. This is not for AB/DL, but for people who want to be forced to wear a diaper and enjoy the humiliation. You will need your diaper and you will wet your diaper. And of course you will always be aware that this little piece of plastic and fabric has so much power over you, reducing you from a strong adult into a little baby. Recently, I felt completely humiliated at a family wedding, because people kept staring at me in my shorts, but my mum wasn’t even the slightest bit bothered – she was having far too much fun introducing her latest posh boyfriend to everybody and getting drunk.
Still facing away from the mirror, I sat quietly while Carolyn brushed and curled what had been longish hair for a boy. After looking through a small drawer in the dresser, Aunt Mary approached with two matching satin ribbons, the exact color of the dress. After tying each into a pretty bow on either side of my head, both women smiled. Still beaming, they pulled me to my feet. “Don't look yet, Chrissy,” instructed Aunt Mary, “let's slip your lovely dress on first.”
My mother stripped me down to my underwear to sleep in. Grumbling about it, I began to climb into the crib. Just as I got in, my mother said, "Hold on just a minute." I felt totally mortified; never had I been treated like such a completely helpless child. Despite my humiliation, Carolyn smiled as the sound of water splashing in the bowl echoed in the small stall. When I was finished, instead of replacing my panties to their former position, the maid had me stand, my petticoats still raised to waist level. She took a tissue and gently dried the tip of my penis, and with the frilly white panties still around my ankles, she opened her purse and removed a small container.
What are we going to do? It'll be four days till it opens now,” I wondered aloud, a tone of alarm in my voice.I was at the total mercy of my wife and her sister. My wife then pulled out some massage oil from her purse. "Here puppy, grease your pole I don't want you to rub yourself raw lol". then they turned on the TV and for a half hour I felt I was in a living hell. teetering right on the edge with no hope of relief in sight, with my face wafting in the smell of her acrid feet. Grandaddy was dead anyway, long before I was born. Sometimes I wished I knew him. But then Daddy always said he was drunk a lot, and mean often. Maybe it was better not to have met the man. Daddy still loved him though, I could tell. His mother answered her, "He said we were all nasty and it is he who wets the bed and needs to wear diapers! He has been defiant and refuses to use the toilet so Herb and I decided that he will wear diapers all the time until he decides to be a big boy. Herb even suggested that since he cries about everything that Patty should be a little girl as well until he learns to be the boy that he is supposed to be!"
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