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Mommy Influencer: The Road to becoming a Teenage Toddler (Update Ch 121: Part Seven & Eight) 1 2 3 4 63
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A few questions... - what diaper are you using / wearing > Cloth plus plastic pants offer much better protection overnight than disposables... until you get to the level of weeping urine as you sleep. Disposable diapers, no mater what their claimed absorbancy, cannot handle a flood. - do you sleep on your back or your side > Even the thickest most absorbant diaper can leak when one is a side sleeper as even in cloth, there is usually not enough material on the side to handle wetting. Underpads may be needed or shifting to a back sleeper. - are you a day wetter also i.e. is your bladder capacity in the 50-100ml range, or do you have the 400ml+ bladder capacity that someone with full daytime control has, therefore you would void in 200ml blocks which unless you are wearing a multiple layer cloth diaper with the V pocket in the centre, it is destined that the diaper will leak as it cant take that level of flooding. To Address You Issues:- - You chose a multi-layer cloth diaper. - Add to that a decent pair of plastic pants. - Sleep on your back with legs spread and knees bent (to such an extent that your feet are pointed outwards) - Add an underpad (cloth since you are wearing cloth diapers) and a plastic sheet below it. - Add baby powder to your legs and belly where the plastic pants meet your skin, and to the underpad - to such an extent that as you go to sleep, you can't help but be bathed in the aroma of baby powder. It is not a good idea to put it on your diaper are as, when you wet, baby powder can clump and cause rashes. Diaper cream can be used on you butt and creases in the leg area. - Listen to a hypnotic 'bed wetting / sleep wetting' recording. Over time, your night wetting will become autonomic - i.e. you will void from 50-100ml urine which will mean that a disposable diaper can handle those volumns without leaking (but you will still need to make the V in the diaper). -
I literally have to sleep on my back which REALLY helps, best I can do (without hurting myself, major spinal issues) is CANT my body with pillows A LITTLE BIT......I had a SOAKED bed (1st time in a couple of years, at least!) as I soaked through my fresh Megamax, 2 reusable uberpads getting the entire bed wet! THANK GOD for the GARY mattress protector or else my gold plated mattress would have had "issues"! That GARY mattress cover is like armor plating for your mattress. Which diaper are you wearing that you are leaking so badly every night? Sleeping on your side is a guaranteed leak, as gravity wins evry time, and diapers work front to back, not so much side to side. -
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Enjoy the next installment! What do you think will happen next? Chapter 10: No More Big Boy Somehow against all odds, Frank was able to get to sleep without rubbing his pamps, and that's how Gerard and Leandra found him when they came back in to wake him up. At first, Leandra didn't believe he was really asleep. "I wouldn't believe it if I didn't see it with my own eyes," said Leandra. "Usually you could hear him snoring all the way up the hall, but that pacifier made his snoring disappear completely!" Gerard pulled back the covers and put his hand on Frank's crotch to see if he was wet - he was not, but the check was enough to wake Frank up and he sat up with a nasty look on his face as well as some choice words which, for his sake, were luckily muffled to nonsense by the pacifier. "Watch the attitude, kiddo," said Gerard, pushing Frank back down onto his back. "We need to check to make sure the little boy didn't cum in his didees without permission. Frank crossed his arms and looked away, cheeks burning red and indignant as he allowed another man to untape his diaper for a chastity check. "Nope," said Gerard, turning to Leandra and smirking. "All I see is a dinky little dinky." "Now you see what I've had to work with this whole time," she said. "Wow, really?" asked Gerard. "I can't believe this little dinky was ever allowed out of a cage. It shouldn't even be allowed to grow hair. But I guess we'll take care of that after dinner." Frank's eyes went wide. Were they seriously going to do that now? "Oh don't look so surprised," said Leandra. "This is what happens to little cucks. You're watched enough of them to know." He was taped back up into his diaper and led to the kitchen with Leandra and Gerard holding each of his hands. Waiting for him was a booster seat with a strap across the lap, a bowl of mush, and a big bottle of juice. "Upsie daisy," said Gerard, lifting Frank up under the armpits and depositing him in the booster seat. Frank was quickly secured in place so there was no getting out of the chair on his own and a bib that said 'silly baby boy' was tied around his neck. "We're going to give you one choice tonight, and that's who gets to feed you. Will it be Daddy or Mommy?" Frankie pointed at Leandra. He wasn't happy with either of them doing it, but he couldn't stand the thought of the man he had caught with his wife feeding him. Besides, they would have to take off the paci gag to feed him, and maybe he could use the opportunity to speak with Leandra and get her to see reason. He was pretty good at manipulating her when he wanted to. "Okay, little man," said Gerard. "Mommy it is." Leandra moved behind Frank to loosen the strap around his head, while Gerard took his seat in front of a plate of delicious looking lemon-herbed chicken breast and a full glass of freshly corked wine. "Bon appetit!" he said, with a grin. Soon, Leandra was spoon feeding Frank his mush, which was the same food blended up without the seasoning, and with a much more generous helping of veggies. He tried to speak but he couldn't get a word in edgewise as his mouth was crammed with spoonful after spoonful of the bland mush, precluding any conversation. "Thank goodness we're finally gonna get that diet of yours under control, sweetie," said Leandra, filling the silence left by Frank's inability to eat. "Goodness knows I never got you to eat a helping of vegetables in your life!" "Hey- GLUMPH" His protest was cut off by another heaping spoonful of whatever they called that goop they were feeding him, and before he could even let that settle, the large bottle of juice was in his mouth. "You're going to drink every drop of this before I let you out," warned Leandra, as Frank began to struggle. Not only was he feeling very full, he felt an intense need to pee, and there was nowhere for him to go but in his diaper even as he gulped down the juice. His face grew dark red as he fussed and tried to cross his legs around the thick padding, but it was no use. Soon, a spurt of pee forced its way out and into his diaper, followed by a flood of hot piss that had Frank's crotch surprisingly warm and stimulated. The combined feelings of relief, warmth, and squishy padding were almost enough to make Frank cream his pants right there. "Uh oh," said Gerard. "He looks like he's enjoying it!" "Good boys love to use their diapers," said Leandra. "It feels so good when they do. But we don't want it to feel too good, do we Frankie?" she asked, pinching her husband's thigh and bringing him down from the ecstatic sensation he was experiencing. Of course it was a rhetorical question because he was still drinking the bottle of juice. When Gerard finished his meal, he took hold of the bottle so Leandra could enjoy her plate. They were all soon done with their meal and the next step was something that Frankie had been dreading since they mentioned it. "Bath time!" sang Leandra. "Luckily I won't need my body razors since Gerard likes his ladies European style." "Absolument!" exclaimed Gerard. Frankie gulped as he was led into the bathroom, standing there awkwardly as he watched his 'mommy' fill up the tub. He was not comfortable being in just a soggy diaper in front of his wife and the man who cucked him. He was even less comfortable with them giving him a bath, but here he was. The worst part of it was, he verbally agreed to everything they were doing and the reasons they were doing it. For the first time, he began to think that maybe he had in some small way brought this on himself, but the shock of everything that was happening and how fast it was happening didn't afford him the time to think much about it. "Okay, buddy, the water's warm," said Gerard, swirling the water in the tub with his hand. "I'm gonna let you and mommy have some bonding time on this one." He nodded to Leandra. "T-thanks," Frank muttered, looking at the tiled bathroom floor and rubbing his arm. "Alright sweetie, said Leandra, looking at Frank's diaper and reaching for the first tape. "Let's get that soggy didee off my little man." Gerard left the two of them, shutting the door behind him as the yellowed diaper hit the floor with a plop. Leandra made a big show of stirring the water up with her hand to make sure it wasn't too hot for the baby, then held her husband's hands. "Okay, little man. Step into the tub. One, two. Easy does it." Frankie eased himself into the steamy hot water, slowly lowering himself down. It had been longer than he could remember since he had a real bath and the water actually felt very nice. It still wasn't enough to wash away the shame he was experiencing though, or the frustrated arousal he felt of being the center of the very sort of scenario he masturbated to daily. Leandra smiled and petted Frankie's hair, then she picked up a washcloth and squeezed some warm water out on his head and neck, before working up a rich lather. It felt really nice, and Frank felt some of the tension he had been holding leave his body. However, he was still very much hoping he could talk sense into her. He just wanted to enjoy being pampered a little bit longer. Figuratively speaking, of course. Eventually, he spoke up. By this time she was working on his feet. "Lean- I mean... Mommy?" he asked, quickly correcting herself when he saw her raised eyebrow. "Yes, sweet pea?" "I'm sorry for how I behaved..." "Yes, you should be. That was very rude barging in on us like that." Frank winced, since most any husband would have done the same, but he let it slide. "No, I mean... About before... you know, when we were... well, you know..." Leandra's eyebrows went up, the washcloth pausing at the top of her husband's thighs. She had been ready for many reactions from her husband, but not this one. "Do you really mean that, Frank? After all these years?" Frank nodded. "I do... and... I hope that you would give me another chance to be a husband... eventually..." Leandra smiled and shook her head, then she cupped her husband's chin. "Sweetie, sweetie, sweetie. It's too late for that. I just don't see you like that anymore. Besides, you're just so cute as my little boy..." "But... I'm not a baby, Leandra..." Frank said, a hint of whining coming back into his voice as Leandra began to scrub his nether regions. "And... I- I can do that part myself!" Leandra had seen all this before. Whenever Frank went a little too far, he would come back apologetic and sweet, and just start the whole cycle over again because he didn't have the capacity to work on himself and improve. This time would be different. "Yes," she said, her voice taking on a sterner tone as she grabbed her husband by the balls, "you are a baby. You're our baby cuck, and you're going to stay that way. It's the only way I see for you to improve your nasty habits, and from what Gerard told me after dinner, your video is already making quite a bit of money. This is going to be how you earn your keep, baby boy. Diapers aren't cheap. Butt up so I can clean your little behind" "But Leandra, I-" Her eyes flashed at him and she squeezed his balls just enough to send a message. He shut his mouth and lifted his butt. "The next time you speak, that paci gag is going right back in, so you'd best just shut it now." Leandra began to work the washcloth between Frank's cheeks and shook her head causing him to blush bright red as she scolded him. "You're a baby, and that's all you will ever be from now on. A submissive baby cuck who lives to please mommy and daddy. And now that you're all clean," she said, wringing out the cloth and standing up, "I'm going to do the next step in your transformation." She opened a shelf under the sink and pulled out a razor and shaving gel. "Leandra, please!" Frank cried out, but she just called Gerard. "Gerard! Please bring the baby's pacifier! He's fussy!" Gerard came in with the gag and they put it around his mouth even as he kicked and splashed. "Stay still, boy," said Gerard. "This is happening with or without a red bottom, but it's your choice how painful it will be." Frankie wasn't listening, and so he ended up being taken out of the bath and spanked. A couple smacks to the balls took the fight right out of him, and he was tied down to his bed on a disposable changing pad for good measure, his hands and ankles splayed out to the four corners. "Well, this is going to go a lot quicker this way, I think," said Gerard, testing Frank's bonds. "Yes, it will," said Leandra. "I was going to just shave his diaper area, but I think we'd better go ahead and take off everything below his eyebrows. I think he'll feel more submissive knowing he's not allowed any body hair." "Sounds good to me, my love. You take the top, I'll take the bottom?" Frankie shook his head and cursed into the pacifier at the idea of his bull removing the hair himself. And yet, at the very same time his cock was rock hard, which made it doubly humiliating. "Aww, I think he likes the idea," said Leandra. "Such a good little cucky." The two of them began to work methodically toward Frank's mid-section, teasing him all the while. Frank was hard and dripping the whole time. Then, he noticed the camera that was recording this whole ordeal, and knew that people were probably watching and sending money at that very moment. "That's right, sweetie," said Leandra, as she watched Frank's eyes go wide in recognition. "You're on camera! I even went ahead and sent the link to all your former co-workers so they could see what happened to their hot-headed boss. A few of them donated extra to your pamper fund. You have made a lot of enemies at work, little man." Frank couldn't confirm or deny this with his mouth plugged up, but it was true. He had been an asshole at home and at work. Perhaps that's what got him promoted so quickly. It was definitely what got him fired. "Hold still, little man," said Gerard, as he got to Frank's genitals. "You wouldn't want to get nicked down here, now would you?" Frank froze. Gerard took a hold of Frankie's penis, moving it this way and that to get all the hair around it. He used a little more up and down motion than he really needed to, acting as if he had a hard time getting a grip on Frankie's little pee-pee and warning him not to cum while uncaged. Frankie's heart was beating a mile a minute as this happened, and he squeezed his eyes shut to try and keep that from happening. He wanted to avoid cumming at all costs, both for his pride, and the safety of his poor balls. Eventually, somehow, Frankie made it through the whole ordeal without blowing his load. Gerard and Leandra brought out a mirror so Frankie could fully appreciate just how he looked with no hair, and he couldn't believe the difference. It was like he didn't even recognize his body, especially his hairless pee-pee. "Then we just need one more item before you're diapered up for the night," said Leandra, smiling. "Gerard, will you do the honors?" "Why certainly, dear," said Gerard, walking over to the open package of diapers on the dresser, grabbing a fresh diaper, and picking up a little box that had been left right next to them. He opened it and out came a cage that looked like it came straight out of the baby toy section of the nearest toy store. It was a bulky contraption in bright primary red, yellow, and blue, and it was impossibly small even compared to Frank's modest erection. Once again, Frank struggled and was subdued by another smack on the balls. He yelled into his pacifier but the invading nipple swallowed up all the sound. Then, a fresh diaper was slid under his butt and Gerard grabbed the base ring to put around his cock and balls. "Honey, I think we're gonna need some ice," said Gerard, noting Frank's stubbornly persistent erection. Leandra quickly stepped out and returned with the ice to get Frank's boner under control. "It doesn't matter how you fight it, little man," said Gerard. "The dick doesn't lie. You were clearly made to be a cuck, and you'll come to love it as much as your little pee-pee does very soon. Frankie's face was bright red as he heard these words from his bull, who was holding onto his nuts. This man had seen every part of him in the most intimate detail, and he realized that once that cage was on, his sex wouldn't be his own. Leandra came back and immediately cooled Frank's rod with a handful of ice. Right away, Frank's bits shrank to almost nothing, and his cock and balls were quickly pulled through the ring and the tiny cage was slotted together. The ice was left on the diaper where it came to rest under Frank's balls and slowly soak into the padding. Gerard patted Frank's cage. "There we go, little cuckold. You look much better like this." Frank nearly busted his nut right there, and he moaned as he could feel the cage getting tighter already. However, with nowhere to go, his cock was left to strain uselessly as the smell of baby powder assaulted his nose. Gerard was shaking it on him, then working it into his skin ever so gently. Frankie wanted to bite that hand off, not that he could with his paci gag in place and his hands and arms tied down. Soon, the thick diapers were being pulled up, and secured, completing the picture of a perfect cuck. Gerard squeezed the front of Frank's diaper causing him to moan, and kissed him on the forehead. "Okay, sweetie, looks like you're all ready for bed," said Leandra. Frankie's eyes went wide. Were they really going to leave him like this? "Oh, we can't leave him like this," she said to Gerard, causing Frank to sigh in relief. "No, you're right, honey. What were we thinking? We almost forgot to put on his evening entertainment to fall asleep to." Frank's eyes went wide. What were they talking about? He soon found out as a VR headset was brought over his eyes and ears. The next thing he saw and heard was the video of him being spanked and forced to clean his bull's semen off his own wife. He winced and moaned into his gag as his cock instantly tried to get erect in its tiny prison. Soon, he was dribbling copious amounts of precum into his diaper, having already been blue balled for the better part of a day. He had no sense of where Gerard and Leandra were, except to feel the blanket being pulled up over his nearly hairless body. The sensations of the cool material were amplified on his newly bare skin, reminding him that he was now smooth as a baby. Once the video was over it looped, then switched to the previously recorded livestream of him being shaved and caged. He struggled and moaned for what felt like hours, eventually catching snatches of sleep before being woken up by the soreness in his arms from the long-term restraint, and the soreness around the base of his cage from his poor pee-pee's futile efforts to get hard. It was a long and exhausting night for Frankie. Meanwhile, Gerard and Leandra enjoyed dessert; a delicious sorbet eaten off each others' bodies as they watched a livestream of Frankie struggling in bed, and counted the donations that flew in. "I was skeptical at first," said Gerard," but I have to admit, this is perhaps the most sexy fun I've ever had." "I'm glad you enjoy cucking my husband as much as I do," said Leandra. "The fun is only getting started." -
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Me to...He seems like a pretty good guy, but for whatever reason took my asking and telling him I couldn't get this to work and that was that. I don't understand it myself.
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