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By erik_hamburg · Posted
I really enjoy the soft flow of the story. Happy to see that our protagonist found a way to deal with the teachers abuse. By the way, what happened to him? -
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By AustrianBaby · Posted
Chapter Five – Afternoon At home Emily undressed me immediately after I took of my shoes. She opened my pants and pulled my shirt over my head. Like in the dressing room only the onesie and my diaper were left. “You look so cute, my diaper boy,” Emily cooed, “Are you hungry?” “I could eat,” I answered truthfully. “Good. Sit down on the couch. Mommy will bring you something.” Emily went into the kitchen to stow away the things from the supermarket. The diapers and the other stuff we bought was just laying in the hallway. After a few minutes she comes back with the opened glass of baby food I stared on while peeing in the supermarket and a little spoon. “You earned that treat today for being such a good boy,” she said and sits herself down next to me. “Open your mouth for mommy.” I wanted to explain, why I was holding that glass in the supermarket, but like a reflex I opened my mouth. A blink of an eye later the first spoon of baby food entered my mouth. I closed it and after a while of mistrusting, I swallowed it. It tasted like carrots mixed with other vegetables. It was very linden, but not bad. For me it could have a lot more salt, but I guessed, that too much salt would not be good for real babies. Before I could think about the strange texture of the food, the spoon entered my mouth a second time. I must have opened my mouth without noticing it. It felt so natural for me being fed by Emily like a toddler. It took not long before I the spoon returned for a third and fourth time. Emily smiled at me with so much satisfaction. She really enjoyed feeding me and looking out for me like for a baby. “Drink that!” Emily gave me a glass of water and I drank. After I put down the glass, Emily continued spoon-feeding me until the glass was empty. It was not much food, but I felt pretty full. “That was good, wasn’t it?” she asked and I nodded. “I will be right back with your bottle.” She left the living room and returned with an adult-sized baby bottle we bought earlier filled with a white liquid. She sat herself down next to me again and gestured for me to lay my head onto her lap. I followed her orders and placed my head on top of her thighs. She placed the silicon nipple in my mouth and again like a reflex I started to suck on the bottle. The slightly warm milk floated into my mouth and down my throat. “Very good, my boy,” Emily stroked my head with one hand holding the bottle with the other one. The rhythmic sucking on the bottle in Emily's lap calmed me down so much that I almost fell into a kind of trance and barely noticed that I needed to pee again. I was so relaxed that I could just let it go. After having to pee in my diaper twice before in public, this time I managed to do it at home on the couch without any problems. The front of the diaper was probably already so full from the “accidents” throughout the day that it couldn't absorb any more liquid. I could actually feel the warm, fresh pee running down my butt and into the back of the diaper, which still had enough room. Although I was pretty full even after the baby food, Emily insisted on finishing the whole bottle. After I emptied the bottle to Emily’s satisfaction, she put the bottle down, sat me up and patted me a few times on the back. To my full surprise and Emily’s amusement, I burped. “Let it all out,” Emily encouraged me with a giggle. After a second burb Emily took my hand and me to the bedroom. As if it were the most natural thing in the world, I lay down on the bed and Emily opened first my onesie and then the soaked diaper. She pulled the old, used diaper out from under me and left the room. She left me lying on the bed, completely naked from the waist down. A few seconds later, she came back holding a brand-new diaper—one we’d bought earlier with a lion printed on it. She cleaned me gently with a wipe and closed the diaper and the onesie afterwards. Then she put a pacifier into my mouth and tucked me in. She gave a kiss on my forehead and said, „Good night, baby boy. I’m sure this day was very exhausting for you. You will rest for a while now and Mommy will take care of everything else. Sleep well.” With the pacifier in my mouth, I could only mumble, „Thank you, Mommy.” She closed the blinds and switched of the light. With a blowing kiss she disappeared in the hallway and closed the door behind her. I had so much to think about. I liked the amount of care I received from Emily. It felt as if that was the love and affection I had never received from my own mother and had longed for ever since I was a child. Maybe that is the reason why Emily had so much power over me. She addressed the desire I always had but I never knew about. Something deep inside me was missing and Emily is filling this space with care and affection. and there was nothing I could do about it. On the contrary, I realized I liked it and went along with it. Now I lay there in my bed, shortly after being spoon-fed like a baby und in a fresh diaper after I wet my last one on purpose. And despite all these strange experiences, I felt really good. I could not remember the last time I was this happy and satisfied. As I lay there, I realized that I wasn't actually tired at all. I hadn't taken an afternoon nap in years and had no intention of starting now. While I was thinking about how little I was feeling tired and reflecting on the strangest morning of my life, I must have fallen asleep. “Good morning, my sweet baby boy,” were the words that Emily used to wake me up. She slowly opened the blinds letting the sunlight in. “How was your nap?” she asked picking up the pacifier. It must have fallen out of my mouth while I slept. “Very good. Although I wasn’t tired at all,” I answered. “You slept for a whole hour. I think you were pretty tired.” I couldn't say anything against it “I could tell how tired you were after our little outing. It’s no wonder - little boys get tired so quickly. Is your diaper still dry?” I looked under the blanket and down onto my crotch. “Let me check,” she said in a comforting voice and pulled away the blanket. She checked my diaper through the onesie and announced that it was still dry. Emily opened the window to let some fresh air in. I yawned. “Still tired?” Emily wondered. I shook my head and stood up from the bed. “What do you wanna do till dinner?” Emily asked. I answered, „I don’t know. What are the options?” “Mh, we could watch some TV or play something together. Do you like board games?” she suggested. “I like board games, yes.” I walked into the living room and over to the cupboard on the wall. I opened the drawer with the board games and chose my favorite game. “I’d like to play this,” I announced my decision. I always liked board games but since I had not much friends the opportunities to play them were very rare. “Looks a little difficult for a little diaper boy,” she mocked me, “but let’s try it.” I set up the game at the kitchen table while Emily prepared another bottle for me. Since I was very thirsty after my nap, I emptied half the bottle instantly. This time it was filled with tea. We played for at least one hour in which I drank the rest of the tea. It was hardly empty, Emily filled it up with tea again. Because of all the liquid Emily made me drink while playing, I wet my diaper twice. I tried to do it without Emily noticing, but I had the impression I could not hide it from her. The way she looked at me while peeing, made clear, that she knew exactly what happened. But she didn’t mention anything, she just continued playing as nothing happened. I won the first round and she asked for a rematch, which I also won. Afterwards I put away the game and Emily started to prepare dinner. I sat on the kitchen table and watched the whole time with my bottle in the hand. She cooked potatoes and put fish fingers into the oven. “While the potatoes are cooking, we will do a quick diaper change. I can see, that the tea has run through you.” Minutes later I sat back at the table but with a fresh diaper around my waist. This time it was a light blue diaper like the first few I wore. I also wore just the diaper this time, because Emily didn’t want the onesie to get dirty. Emily smashed the cooked potatoes and a few moments later she served me my plate with five fish fingers and a good portion of smashed potatoes. She sat down on the opposite chair and started to eat too. I ate the food like I had nothing to eat for weeks. It tasted so special. Emily’s cooking was extraordinary. It tasted like childhood, love and security. Emily hadn't given me any cutlery because she wanted me to eat with my fingers. Eating fishfingers with my bare hands made me feel small but also so comfortable. I felt like I could be whoever I wanted to be, and Emily would accept it. I could eat with my fingers right here while shitting my pants at the table, and Emily would look at me just as lovingly and take care of me just as she always did. It was so liberating. I asked for more after I finished my plate. Emily was noticeably happy that I liked the food she cooked and brought me more. After I finished my second plate too, I was nearly bursting. Emily cleaned up the kitchen while I was still sitting at the table nearly naked and watched her. Once the kitchen was clean, Emily walked over to the table and cleaned my mouth with a kitchen wipe. Then she walked to the fridge and opened it. “Do you also want a glass of wine?” she asked me. “I’d like to,” I answered surprised and she came back with a bottle of wine and two glasses. “Can I trust you to drink like a big boy from the glass or should I fill it in you bottle?” “Glass, please,” I answered a little embarrassed. Emily looked at me a little skeptical, but poured the wine into two glasses. Emily sat down next to me and started talking about her childhood and growing up in the city. She also told me about the time when she was babysitting children in her neighbor hood as teenager to earn some money and how that affected her in a way she never assumed. She learned how much she loved taking care of others and in her opinion, this was the reason why she decided to take care of me. She also told me about her parents and that she was still leaving at her parent’s. We also talked about my childhood, my relationship with my parents and my move into the city and our courses at the university. We talked very long and emptied the whole bottle of wine while talking. After the last sip, Emily said, „Time for bed now. Do you need another change?” I looked down to my diaper and nodded. “Ok, then make yourself ready for bed first. I will take care of your diaper,” she specified the next steps. I walked into the bathroom to brush my teeth. While brushing I used my diaper again like I did already twice during our conversation. Emily didn’t use the bathroom even once in the same time, so I started wondering if my bladder already has become smaller or I was just getting used to the amenity of peeing into my diaper instead of going to the bathroom. Emily joined me and we brushed together for a while. I could notice how she checked the state of my diaper with her eyes. After brushing my teeth, I walked into the bedroom and lay down on the bed awaiting the diaper change. I stared at the ceiling and reviewed the whole day in my mind. I spent nearly the whole day in diapers, except the short time under the shower, and didn’t use the bathroom even once, if you don’t count the little episode in the mall. But it was fact, that I didn’t use a toilet once. And despite being an adult, wearing a diaper all day didn’t feel wrong. On the contrary with Emily by my side it felt even more right than wrong. I was suddenly snapped out of my thoughts as Emily entered the bedroom. She only wore her bra and panties. She looked so beautiful and perfect. “Ready for your night diaper?” she asked but didn’t wait for an answer. She walked over to my closet. When she opened it, I could see that she must have reorganized it. At the spot where my t-shirts normally were stacked now were two stacks of unpacked diapers. One stack of the light blue diapers and one stack of the animal diapers with two pink diapers on top of them. Next to the stacks was the second onesie hanging from the rail. My normal clothes were moved to the top of the closet. “Do you want to try the pink ones?” Emily asked looking in my direction. “No there are for girls,” I replied defiantly. “They are not. Boys can also wear pink. The pink ones are a little bit thicker and more absorbent than the others. They would be perfect for the night. But it’s your choice. For now…,” she tried to convince me. “The animals, please,” I decided. She lifted the pink diapers up, grabbed one of the ones with the animals and placed the pink ones back onto the stack. I lifted up my but after Emily opened my used diaper so she could pull it away. She then cleaned me with wipes and put the fresh diaper under me. After adding baby powder, she tried to close the diaper again. This time it was not so easy. Her appearance in just her underwear and her caring soft touch stirred up my emotions and hardened my penis. “It looks like your little friend doesn’t want to sleep yet,” she said while trying to tuck it into the diaper. I moaned as she touched my penis with her gentle hand. “Oh, you like that. But it’s late already. Time for my baby boy to sleep. Maybe we can play tomorrow a little bit,” she said as she finally managed to close the diaper, “but for now we will go to sleep.” While I was still laying on my back, she climbed over me and up to my head and kissed me onto my lips. She sat up and looked at my face. I looked back. I just received the first kiss in my life. And I wanted more. I sat up, pulled Emily to me and kissed her. She kissed me back, it was magic. Emily pressed me back down and leaned over me. Our lips caressed each other’s and soon our tongues met and the sensation of this moment was indescribable. Never in my life before I felt anything similar. I dreamt of this moment but it was even better then I imagined. I put my hands on her back and butt and I wanted to never let her go again. After lots of hot kisses, Emily stopped kissing and opened her bra allowing me to have a look at her perfect breasts again. She rolled next to me, took my head and guided it to her breast. Immediately as my lips touch her boob, I began to suck. Still excited I moaned as Emily pressed my head against her body. I could feel her excitement and that she enjoyed it as much as I did. Emily’s hand which rested on my belly moved downwards until it reached the diapered region of my body. Driven by the feelings the breast sucking triggered, she began to caress my penis through the diaper. Surprised and encouraged by her touch I pressed my crotch against her hands. The movement of her hand got faster and more intense with every sucking until I could not hold back anymore and finally came into my diaper. I twitched because of the sensation I experienced and let go of Emily’s nipple. I’ve had orgasms before – lots of them and all self-inflicted - but not one of them was so intense like that one. I rolled back on my back and gasped for air. My mouth was dry and I was sweating like I just ran a marathon. Emily just looked at me and smiled. “Now you and your little friend can go to sleep too,” she whispered and kissed me on the lips. The she reached for the water-filled bottle on the nightstand and put the nipple into my mouth. “You must be thirsty.” After I sucked half the bottle empty, Emily removed it from my lips. “That’s enough, baby, we don’t want you to overflow you diaper during the night.” She put the bottle back on the nightstand and took the pacifier from there. “Good night, my diaper boy,” she said and put the pacifier into my mouth. “Good night, Mommy,” was the only thing I could get out before I fell asleep - exhausted and sleepy from the orgasm and in deep thoughts about Emily -
By LittleFallenPrincess · Posted
Oh I've got some very fun ones. Including a male protag for the first time! And a dash of mystery :3 I hope you enjoy it all! Thank you! And maybe you're right, maybe you're wrong. Most characters will be returning, so don't be surprised if a certain little bratty demon turns up. Maybe she'll even get one of the stories in this anthology? 🤭
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