“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 