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By Meeseeks88 · Posted
Chapter 19 – Road to Incontinence ‘What are you talking about?’ I asked as I took the dummy out of my mouth. ‘Well’, said Christina who was looking slightly uncomfortable, ‘we know that you didn’t mind me…breastfeeding you’. I felt myself blushing and could tell that even Christina felt a little embarrassed that it had happened. ‘You do enjoy being breastfed, don’t you?’ asked my mother. I didn’t even know how to respond to that. All I could do was nod pathetically. ‘Well, I wouldn’t want to take that away from you since you’ve been such a good boy’, my mother continued. I listened carefully to what she was saying. ‘However, Christina doesn’t feel completely comfortable doing it’, said my mother. Christina didn’t say anything but nodded her head in agreement. Suddenly my eyes widened in horror. My mother laughed. ‘Don’t worry’, she chuckled, ‘I’m not going to breastfeed you. That’s taking it little bit too far, even for me’. I sighed with relief knowing that I wasn’t going to be traumatised for the rest of my life. ‘The thing is…’, my mother paused and wasn’t sure what to say. She looked over at Jessica who took over. ‘The thing is Jake, my little Lacy has recently stopped breastfeeding’, explained Jessica, ‘but I’m still producing milk and my breasts are pretty swollen a lot of the time. It would really help me out’. I looked at the three women dumbfounded. I figured out what they were offering me but my brain didn’t seem to be able to compute it. I’m sure that I was still in my crib and I would wake up from this dream at any moment. ‘I won’t be offended either way’, joked Jessica, ‘but I’m more than happy for you to try it.’ Before I had time to process anything she patted her lap and ushered me to go over to her. I looked at Christina and my mother who were both smiling at me gently. I couldn’t believe that my mother was actually going along with this. However, as I looked down at the mittens on my hands, I realised that I had strongly underestimated my mother and she seemed open to me achieving my babyish desires. I stood up and slowly walked over to Jessica. I wasn’t entirely sure what to do. She put her arms around me and pulled me onto the arm chair and manoeuvred me until I was laying across her. My legs were hanging over the side of the chair and my head was resting on the arm of the other side. Suddenly she began to undo her blouse, revealing her bra. I started to get excited yet slightly nervous that my mother was watching me. I sensed that they realised that. ‘We’ll give you some privacy’, said my mother. My mother and Christina stood up and went into the kitchen. Jesscia then zipped open the front of her bra to reveal one of her breasts. She wasn’t joking about her breast being swollen and it was almost twice the size of Christina’s. Her nipple looked very hard and was clearly in need of some form of relief. Embarrassingly, I felt myself get an instant erection. My thick nappy made it hard to tell but I’m sure Jessica could sense that I was excited. She took hold of her breast and guided her swollen nipple into my mouth. I accepted it immediately and hungrily began sucking on it but I could see that Jessica looked uncomfortable and removed her nipple. ‘Be a bit gentle sweetheart’, she said softly, ‘it’s a bit different to sucking on a dummy’. ‘Sorry’, I replied blushing and wrapped my lips back around her swollen nipple. This time I sucked on it slowly and softly. I closed my eyes and was transported back to the times where Christina had let me suckle. After about twenty seconds, I heard Jessica let out a huge sigh of relief. I opened my eyes in shock as my mouth began filling up with milk. I swallowed it. It tasted slightly warmer and sweeter than normal milk. I smiled as it actually tasted pretty good. As I continued to suckle like a hungry infant, the milk began flowing. I swallowed mouthful after mouthful with each one tasting better than the last. After another minute or so, the milk felt a bit harder to get to and I didn’t seem to be getting much. Jesscia removed her nipple and smiled. ‘Thank you’, she said, ‘I can’t tell you how good that felt’ ‘It felt pretty good for me too’, I joked. I noticed that her breast now looked slightly smaller and I felt good about myself that I had given her some form of relief. The milk had actually filled me up as well. ‘Stand up’, she instructed as she zipped up her bra. As I did, she instantly pulled me back down and turned me around so that I was facing the other way. Jesscia then began unzipping the other side of her bra. ‘W…what are you doing?’ I asked in confusion. ‘You can’t do one without the other’, she replied revealing her other breast which looked as swollen as the other one had. As much as I had enjoyed breastfeeding, my tummy was feeling pretty full. ‘I don’t think I can’, I admitted, ‘I’m pretty full’. ‘Don’t be silly’, she giggled, ‘babies don’t know when they’re full, that’s for the grown-up to decide’. As she guided her breast towards me, I reluctantly wrapped my lips around her swollen nipple. After another few seconds of suckling, I once again received another mouthful of milk. This breast seemed to be a lot fuller than the other one and I almost couldn’t keep up with the milk flow. I felt like I was drinking gallons and gallons as the milk continued flowing into my mouth. As tasty as it was, I was beginning to feel very uncomfortable and felt very full. After what felt like an eternity, Jessica finally removed her nipple from my mouth and zipped up her bra before buttoning her blouse back up. ‘I don’t feel too good’, I admitted as I rubbed my stomach. Without saying a word, Jessica sat me up in her lap before manoeuvring me over the back of her shoulder. I was familiar with this position and knew that she was going to burp me. She started to rub my back while occasionally patting it. It didn’t take long before I let out a loud burp. I felt instant relief in my stomach and let out a long sigh. ‘Is that better?’ smiled Jessica as she allowed me to sit up in her lap. ‘Yes, thank you’, I said whilst trying not to blush. Suddenly my mother walked in. ‘It sounds like somebody’s finished’, she giggled, ‘we heard that burp from the kitchen’. Now I could feel myself blushing. ‘Everything alright?’ asked my mother. ‘He did really well’, grinned Jessica. ‘Aw, well done sweetheart’, said my mother. Jessica then looked down and chuckled. ‘It looks as if he peed on me as well’, she announced. My eyes widened in horror as I looked down and saw the familiar yellow stain on the front of my nappy. ‘I’m so sorry’, I said as I felt the tears forming in my eyes again. It finally confirmed that I had indeed lost my ability to recognise when I needed the toilet. I was incontinent! - After having my nappy changed, Jesscia and Lacy stayed to have some dinner with us. Lacy and I took turns eating in the highchair even though I would have been fine at the dining table. It had been nice getting to know Jessica and I hoped that she would come back soon. They left at around 7:30 which coincidentally was my bath time. I had started to enjoy my bath time a bit more as it meant that I was free from my bonnet and mittens for half an hour. After my bath, my mother and Christina laid me down on the changing table and began to get me ready for bed. ‘I hope you enjoyed meeting Jessica’, said Christina, ‘I think she took a bit of a shine to you’. ‘I really enjoyed meeting her’, I replied. ‘I’m sure you did’, my mother chuckled. We all knew the real reason that I had enjoyed Jessicas company so much but nobody wanted to say it out loud. Being properly breastfed had felt incredible. As a twenty-one-year-old, getting to suck on a pair of boobies was a dream come true. ‘Jessica has allowed you to keep the play pen’, said Christina, ‘she has another one at home’. ‘That was kind of her, wasn’t it?’ my mother said to me. ‘Erm yeah, great’, I mumbled. I didn’t mind playing with baby toys but being kept in a play pen was boring and I hoped that I wouldn’t have to use it very often. The thought of my incontinence still bothered me more than anything. ‘Can I tell you something?’ I asked. The two women looked intrigued, ‘yes Jake?’ said my mother. ‘Well…it’s just…these past few days…erm…I’ve been wetting myself’, I admitted. The two women laughed. ‘We know that sweetie’, chuckled Christina. ‘No, you don’t understand’, I said, ‘I didn’t mean to wet myself…it’s just sort of been happening without me realising’. My mother looked a bit concerned, ‘you mean you’ve been having real accidents?’ I nodded, ‘I’m struggling to control when I poop as well’, I admitted. ‘Well, babies wear nappies for a reason’, giggled my mother as she tried to make light of the situation. ‘I’m being serious’, I said as I began fighting back the tears that were forming in my eyes. My mothers smiled faded and she looked genuinely concerned. ‘Do you know what I think?’ Christina chimed in. We both looked at her. ‘You’ve been having some doubts over whether you wanted to be a grown up or a baby’, she continued. ‘Yeah, so what?’ I asked. ‘Well, maybe this is your bodies way of telling you what it wants’, Christina smiled, ‘maybe it’s the universe telling you that it’s not time to grow up yet’. I thought about this for a second and it started to make sense. The more babyish I had been acting, the worse my incontinence had been. ‘Maybe you’re right’, I smiled. Christina grinned, ‘of course I’m right. You’ll be okay kiddo I promise. As long as you’re in nappies, me and your mummy will always be here to clean up any little accidents’. Now my smile had turned into a grin and for the first time I actually felt calm about my incontinence issue. After having my new nappy applied, I was helped down off of the changing table and led over to the crib. Once again, before getting in, my mother stopped me and began applying my mittens and bonnet. As I tried to complain, Christina put a dummy into my mouth. I sulked and stood there while my mother made sure the ribbons were secure. After getting me tucked into the crib and closing the curtains, the two women said goodnight to me before leaving the room. I closed my eyes as the lullabies began playing from the mobile and attempted to go to sleep. However, as I did, all I could see were Jessicas swollen breasts staring back at me. I smiled and started sucking on my dummy a bit faster and pretended that it was her nipple. I felt an erection growing inside of my nappy. I moved my hand down to my crotch and began rubbing the front of my nappy. After a few seconds I suddenly stopped and opened my eyes. I sat up a little bit and tried to focus on what I was doing. I continued rubbing the front of my nappy but could feel nothing. The thickness of my mitten plus the thickness of the nappy made it impossible to get any kind of sensation. I tried rubbing a little bit harder but couldn’t feel a thing. After a few more attempts, I gave up and lay back down feeling sexually frustrated. The final bit of pleasure that adulthood gave me had now been taken away. Christina was right. I am a baby. -
By rusty pins · Posted
It's been one week since I had a diaper on. I wasn't in the mood for a couple days, then didn't have alone time. Also a death in the family to deal with (still waiting on all the arrangements). Today I am in another Crinklz Buccaneer diapers with my snug short workout shorts over it. It should last me 6+ hours. -
By rusty pins · Posted
I'm old school and mostly hate change (unless it's my diaper that needs changed). Even in the chat room it was always "PM" for privet message. Now for who knows why, someone somewhere in life has decided it should be "DM" for direct message. Why? Just to make a change on something everyone has got used to over the years? DUMB!! Anyway, as someone who is 67 years old I like reading and replying to the forums here. I don't have Facebook, and the internet and social media is not the most important thing to me! I don't walk around with my smartphone surgically attached to my hand! Sure, new tech is always happening but I don't need to jump on every new thing that comes out. I've noticed even this chat room doesn't have as many people there anymore, and the ones that are there always seem to be the same ones. -
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By rusty pins · Posted
A bit off the subject, but does anyone here buy the 85 octane gas, and if so, how does your car run with it? It would be helpful to know how old your car is and what make it is as well.
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