Mummy is punishing you and not letting you wear bottoms today…you kept on getting them wet and she has refused to allow you to wear any more till you learn to tell Mummy that you need changing before they get so wet that they leak….It will be back to plastic pants soon too…and you hated them!!
Mummy says we have to buy these soon as I am getting to big for just a bib and a diaper, plus, she wants to show me off around town and it’s getting a little bit cooler of late…Mummy says I will be the talk of the town….she will take me to get my photo taken with her too..
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“You had better think long and hard before opening that
mouth!” Karen told her husband Pete, as she firmly pushed his pacifier into
place. “Long” and “hard” were two descriptive words that Pete didn’t want to
hear as he tried to ignore the growing erection in his diaper. Why was this
happening he wondered in frustration? Was his wife correct in that he really
did belong in diapers? With every passing day he was regressing further into babyhood.
One part of him hated it but the other part…how could he resist? He hated being
pampered and mothered like a little toddler but he couldn’t deny the pleasure
that every wet and messy diaper brought him. Only then to be followed by a loving diaper change from Mommy, who knew
exactly what she was doing to keep him exactly where she wanted. The way she
would gently brush his privates with the dirty diaper as she peeled it open,
the way she worked the cool wipes, up and down, in and out. The way she would
tenderly apply baby lotion and sprinkle fresh powder in all his special places.
Every fresh diaper brought a fresh erection and he couldn’t stop desiring it.
But today was different. Karen had invited her mother over for Easter dinner
and decided to celebrate the whole occasion by buying him a special outfit. He
had been tricked into the childish frock and now it was too late. Any moment he
would be displayed to his mother-in-law, not only diapered, but also dressed as
a sissy? He knew he should put his foot down. He knew he should stand up to his
wife. Yet unfortunately, as Karen held his paci in place daring him to speak,
all he knew was the feeling of warm pee trickling into his thick diaper.
(To those who Reblog and Follow, thank you! Happy Easter!)
No Baby, we’ve already been over this. You’re not allowed to
wear anything that doesn’t let me see your diaper. I don’t care how many people
see you in the mall, or how many snickering woman see you; a grown fucking man,
in a pink dress with a thick diaper taped around his waist. Your pig tails will
be the nice little touch to cap it all off won’t it? Well, why do you think I
need to see your diaper at all times? How long have you been in them? Let me
explain it to you really slow. I know that brain of yours has been turning to
mush lately with all the TV and hypnosis I’ve been pumping into you, so I’ll
explain it in baby terms!
You waddled up to mommy’s door, and asked pwetty pwetty
pwease if you could stop being a big boy. You wanted to be a silly baby girl
for mommy! Yeah! That’s right! You used to be big boy, but now? You’re mommy’s
wittew babby giwl aren’t you? Aren’t you? Come on, nod your head yes to mommy!
There you go. So mommy took off all that pretened big kid clothes you had on,
and put you back in the big thick diapie you need! That’s right! You didn’t
wear diapies at one point. Can you believe it! How on earth didn’t you go pee
pee all over the floor! Heheh, I know baby. It’s really hard to believe all of
this, but you really weren’t mommy’s diaper girl at one point. What I’m trying
to tell you here, oh! Listen little one! This is the important part! Now’s not
the time to suck your thumb and space out! I know that face you get… Yep,
you’re wetting yourself. Oh Baby, I should have known your attention span
wasn’t long enough for this story shouldn’t I have? That’s okay, enjoy your
warm diaper baby. There we go, that’s the babyish smile I love to see!
You do so well paying attention, and understanding what
Mommy says for a few minutes, but then you just fall into your baby mind don’t
you? You’ve been getting worse at that, haven’t you! Haven’t you! Aww, that’s
okay baby girl. You’re not supposed to have any kind of big boy thoughts
anymore. Here why don’t you suck on Mommy’s boobies here. You love doing that–
oh! Slow down there little one! My my, you latched on instantly didn’t you?
Yeah you must have been a hungry little girl huh? Do you even remember what we
were talking about from before? Hm? Before you fell back into your baby mind
and started sucking on Mommy’s tits? Huh? Anyone in there? Hehe, it doesn’t
seem like someone cares about going to the mall anymore do they? No you don’t!
You’re probably going to make a big stinky in front of a bunch of women aren’t
you? Yeah? And you won’t even care!
Nope, and why would
you? You’re mommy’s good dumb diaper girl. Wave bye bye to being a big boy with
me! Come on! There you go, keep sucking as we wave! Say bye bye! Good girl, now
hurry up and switch to the other one. It looks like I’m going to have to change
you into a much thicker diaper before we head out. You really soaked this
diaper didn’t you? What a great job baby! You’ll be mommy’s diaper wetting
little girl forever at this rate won’t you? Yes you will! Yes you will!
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“You had better think long and hard before opening that
mouth!” Karen told her husband Pete, as she firmly pushed his pacifier into
place. “Long” and “hard” were two descriptive words that Pete didn’t want to
hear as he tried to ignore the growing erection in his diaper. Why was this
happening he wondered in frustration? Was his wife correct in that he really
did belong in diapers? With every passing day he was regressing further into babyhood.
One part of him hated it but the other part…how could he resist? He hated being
pampered and mothered like a little toddler but he couldn’t deny the pleasure
that every wet and messy diaper brought him. Only then to be followed by a loving diaper change from Mommy, who knew
exactly what she was doing to keep him exactly where she wanted. The way she
would gently brush his privates with the dirty diaper as she peeled it open,
the way she worked the cool wipes, up and down, in and out. The way she would
tenderly apply baby lotion and sprinkle fresh powder in all his special places.
Every fresh diaper brought a fresh erection and he couldn’t stop desiring it.
But today was different. Karen had invited her mother over for Easter dinner
and decided to celebrate the whole occasion by buying him a special outfit. He
had been tricked into the childish frock and now it was too late. Any moment he
would be displayed to his mother-in-law, not only diapered, but also dressed as
a sissy? He knew he should put his foot down. He knew he should stand up to his
wife. Yet unfortunately, as Karen held his paci in place daring him to speak,
all he knew was the feeling of warm pee trickling into his thick diaper.
(To those who Reblog and Follow, thank you! Happy Easter!)
Diapered Sassy 