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The First Time By @Elfy   A Story inspired by @DailyDi's wicked thoughts         Elfy has been writing ABDL stories for ten years. They have written over 80 stories with more than 30 of them exclusive to subscribers. To see more stories like this and support the author you can visit:  https://subscribestar.adult/elfy https://reamstories.com/elfy             Mike stretched against the back of his computer chair and sighed. It was getting late, and he probably should’ve been heading to bed, but he didn’t particularly want to. He didn’t have a lot to get up early for after all. He’d just finished school, and college wouldn’t begin for another month, it was a strange time, one where he no longer felt like a kid but wasn’t quite an adult despite being eighteen years of age. He idly clicked around the internet looking for something to entertain him, when his eyes fell on a link that always grabbed his attention. A website saved in his favourites, in a separate folder, and renamed to “Homework” to make sure no one went snooping. Mike sat up a little straighter. He looked behind him to make sure his door was properly closed, he certainly didn’t want his parents or young brother to peek in and see what he was up to, then clicked on the link. Almost immediately, the screen shifted from his homepage and instead showed a very large cartoon diaper. Underneath were two options asking him to confirm his age, when he clicked that he was eighteen or older he was taken on to a forum that he had been visiting for a while though had only recently become old enough to join. It was a diaper fetish forum, but more than that, it was a community. Thousands of like-minded individuals gathering to discuss diapers and the wearing of them. It was something Mike hoped no one in his real life ever found out about, he thought he would die of embarrassment if they did. His parents weren’t the strictest, but he’d learnt from other people’s experiences on the forum that parents or family finding out about the fetish was rarely a good thing. Besides, it was something he was deeply embarrassed about, a kink that even most other kinky people didn’t understand. He certainly couldn’t explain what drew him to it. Mike clicked around and felt himself becoming excited at some of the pictures he was seeing and some of the stories he was reading. He had just got around to unzipping his fly to free his rapidly hardening dick when he heard footsteps approaching his door. Faster than his brain could process, his hands moved up to the mouse and switched windows back to something innocent and he crossed his legs to hide that his jeans were undone. He felt his heart beating hard and fast and hoped it wasn’t showing on his face. “Mike? Are you awake?” It was his mom’s voice. The door opened to show his mother standing in the doorway with some of his washing folded in her arms. She walked in to place it all on the bed that was behind Mike, on the opposite side of the room. “Yeah.” Mike said belatedly. He made sure the back of his chair hid him from his parent. “OK, dear.” Mike’s mom said, “Don’t stay up too late, OK?” “Sure thing.” Mike replied. Mike was grateful his mom didn’t want a hug or anything. It would’ve been quite inconvenient with his boxers and jeans tenting as they were. As soon as the door was closed, he switched back to the diaper forum and got back to browsing whilst idly touching himself through his boxers. As Mike scrolled and clicked, he felt a deep envy towards many of the people he was seeing. As much as seeing all the people in diapers turned him on, it also made him feel sad because, as it stood, it would likely be some time before he would be able to get his own disposables. He simply had no money, he relied on his parents as he hadn’t had a job and the loans and grants he was getting for college wouldn’t be paid to him until he was at the dorms. He didn’t expect he’d be able to get diapers into his dorm either, not easily at least, and the risk of being caught in that environment was too high to risk it. So, his expectation was that he wouldn’t be able to get any diapers until he finished college. Which was at least three whole years away. It was too long. Mike looked down and saw a wet spot on the front of his boxers, an obvious sign of his excitement towards what he’d been looking at. He sighed wistfully. One day he would be able to get those diapers he so craved, to experience the warmth and comfort other people on the forum gushed about. Until then he had no other option than to play with himself to thoughts of… “Huh?” Mike suddenly stopped and sat up straight. Like a predator who had just found the smell of prey, he was suddenly completely locked in. Right there, on the side panel showing new posts, there was something he had missed in his scrolling. He clicked on the link, feeling for sure he must be mistaken, and it took him to a forum post in the section where people were giving things away for free. It was a post from “MommyEve” and she, if they really were “she”, Mike had experienced online catfishing before, was offering to give away some diapers. Not only that, but she was local. “I’ve just had a new batch of diapers delivered.” MommyEve’s post read, “And I’ve found I just don’t quite have the space, so I have some older diapers to give away to anyone who needs them. Send me a private message for more information. Available for pick-up only.” Mike swallowed. His heart seemed to speed up as his brain ran through every possible situation. He logically knew it could be some sort of scam… but what if it wasn’t? Could Mike hide the diapers in his room? Yes. The closet was deep enough to put them at the back and pile clothes on top of. Could Mike pick the diapers up? Maybe. He thought it might be mortifying to turn up on some person’s doorstep for the express intention of picking up diapers. There was no plausible deniability there. If he was discovered it would be obvious why he wanted them. Yet, somehow, the embarrassment of that situation seemed to only make him more excited. The point was, MommyEve’s listed location on her profile was in the same city he himself was in. Was MommyEve real? Possibly. It was a known fact that there weren’t as many women as men on the website, and that you always had to look out for people who were posing as women to scam other users. The forum was usually good about finding and getting rid of those people though, and it seemed MommyEve’s account was several years old. She seemed legit. Was Mike really going to do it? The whole time Mike was sat there thinking, still just idly touching himself to the thought of the gorgeously fluffy diapers, the unknown but presumable feelings of warmth and comfort that came from wetting them. He read the message over and over again, as if trying to think of a reason to not reply. Finally, he decided, he might as well send a message and then he could worry about it if he even got a reply. Mike’s typing was slow, since he was only using one hand, but he sent the message and sat back feeling more pleasure rolling through him as he saw himself in those pictures that excited him so much. The boxers over the head of his dick felt great, he could only imagine how much better it would feel if it was a diaper instead. Mike closed his eyes and sat back in his seat. His hand continued to massage his swollen member and the wet spot on his boxers was getting bigger. He was imagining himself in a big nursery, sitting in diapers and playing with toys, he knew it to be a fairly vanilla fantasy as far as the adult baby world went, but it was something he dreamt of. Just as Mike was starting to get really into his fantasy, he heard a noise through his speakers. He sat up and looked at his screen. It seemed hardly possible, but MommyEve had replied immediately! “Hi, DiaperDudeMike Yes, the diapers are still available and ready for pickup whenever you want. I see you’re local, did you want to pick them up tomorrow? MommyEve” Mike read the message, blinked, and then read it again. She wanted him to go pick them up the very next day. He was still digesting that and felt butterflies in his tummy as he considered the possibilities when another message arrived. This one told him a part of town to go to, and if he went there the next day, she would give him her exact address. She was trying to be at least a little careful about these things. It still seemed like a risk on MommyEve’s part to Mike, but he replied with a thank you and said he would send her a message through the website when he was at the designated place. Privately, he wasn’t sure if he could go through with it at all, in fact, he had visions of chickening out completely. He’d still been rubbing himself and picturing the possibilities during the whole process and he had worked himself up quite a bit. He could decide what he was going to do later, firstly he needed to get his clothes off before… There was yet another ping on the computer and another message from MommyEve popped up. “Just so you know I’m real…” The message was followed by a photo of a beautiful older woman, maybe in her mid-forties, with long brown hair and a very generous cleavage smiling at the camera with the bags of diapers in front of her and a piece of paper with both her and his usernames written on them in her hands. She was exceedigly good looking. Exactly how Mike had always imagined a sexy Mommy to look. “Uh…” Mike suddenly grunted, and his eyes shot wide open as he brought himself over the edge entirely by accident. He looked down at his boxers and saw the wet patch was now much larger and significantly stickier, whilst inside he could feel the creamy mess he had made in his underwear. With a red face, Mike started pulling tissues off his desk and lowering his boxers for the unexpected cleanup. It was early to say, but the photo may have tipped the scales towards Mike turning up at the woman’s doorstep the next morning. --- Mike stood in front of the door still debating if he shouldn’t just turn his tail and run away. He had gone to the spot that MommyEve had asked him to, then she had given him instructions on reaching her home. Now he was there, and he found his legs refusing to move, as if stuck in quicksand, just a couple of feet from the red front door. There was an internal battle in Mike’s brain. Just the other side of the door was the thing he wanted more than anything else in the world, but there was also the possibility of humiliation and endless shame. He felt like he was standing in front of a rickety old wooden bridge with slats missing and frayed rope handrails, only instead of death at the bottom of the massive fall, it was something much worse… Embarrassment. “Come on… Just do it…” Mike muttered to himself, “What’s the worst that can happen?” Instantly, images of himself naked in just a diaper flashed into his mind, surrounded by every family member, friend and person he had ever met pointing and laughing at him. His parents disowning him, his friends telling him how pathetic he was, the whole town turning their backs on him, a rejection letter from the college he was going to because of the shame he brought everyone and everything that associated with him. A pariah to all. Mike shook his head. He knew he was being borderline hysterical, but he still couldn’t move any closer to the door. It was an interaction that would probably only take a few seconds, MommyEve was probably just as nervous as he was, they both surely had things to lose if it went badly… So why was he still frozen to the spot!? Mike was about to lose his nerve completely. He knew he was going to regret it later but he just couldn’t go through with it, it was too much, he made a mistake in going there. It wasn’t too late to leave though. He turned around and… “Mike, I presume?” A deep sultry voice said from behind Mike. Mike froze again. He looked over his shoulder to see MommyEve standing in the doorway after opening the door. He quickly turned around to face her. She was wearing a very low-cut white dress that really showed off just how big her chest was. Her long flowing hair made her look a little like an old-fashioned housewife, whilst her red lipstick framed a set of perfect teeth in a smile pointed directly at him. He stared at her, he couldn’t help it, she was so beautiful. The photo hadn’t done her justice. “Mike?” MommyEve said again when Mike hadn’t responded. “Oh, erm, yes. Hi.” Mike said. He raised his hand in a little half-wave before lowering it again. “Do you want to come in?” MommyEve asked. She held the door open. “I kind of wanted to just get the… you-know-whats and then leave.” Mike said. Then realising he might be sounding rude, he continued, “I mean, no offense, it’s just I’m nervous and I’m sure you have lots to do, and…” “Mike. Take a deep breath.” MommyEve said. Her smile was so disarming, “Do you want to come in and get them?” Mike did as was requested. Almost without thinking about it he took a deep breath and felt at least a little of the anxiety disappear. He finally gathered his thoughts enough that he was able to think rationally. This sexy older woman was no threat to him, in fact, she had something he really wanted. He’d got to her address, that was already the hard part. “Sure.” Mike finally said, “Thanks Mrs…” “Oh, sweetie, it’s just Miss.” MommyEve replied with a chuckle, “But you can call me Eve. Here, let me take your coat.” “Oh, erm, OK…” Mike still wasn’t sure about what was happening. Going in to pick the diapers up was one thing, but taking off his coat suggested a slightly longer stay than he was comfortable with. “You’ve got such nice strong arms.” Eve said as she stood behind Mike and helped him take the coat off, “Do you work out?” “Sometimes.” Mike replied, a little blush in his face. The truth was that he went to the gym maybe once or twice a month, whenever the guilt about not using his gym membership got to him. “A strapping young man.” Eve said as she hung the coat on a hook next to the door, “Take your shoes off before you come in. I’ll make us some drinks, come through when you’re ready.” Mike was left reeling. Eve seemed to have no qualms with him being there despite the fact that he was almost a complete stranger. It didn’t help that he had almost no experience of women at all, he’d always been the quiet reserved boy that everyone overlooked when growing up. He’d never so much as held a girl’s hand, so asking him to handle talking to a woman who seemed to have sex appeal coming out of her pores was like asking him to speak German. He had no idea where to even begin. The hallway was rather cosy. Quite small, and very lived in, but homely. On the table by the door there was a phone along with various bits of paper and odds and ends that had collected over the years. Mike took his shoes off and placed them next to the wall by the door, next to various other pairs of shoes, most of which were high heels. Mike saw various photos on the wall on either side of him. Friends and family, he assumed. Walking to the end of the hall, Mike entered a warm kitchen. In the middle of the room was a circular wooden table with four chairs around it, the sides of the room were taken up by the various appliances and counters. Eve was currently stood by the coffeemaker next to the fridge. “Milk and sugar?” Eve asked pleasantly as Mike stood in the doorway. “Oh, erm, I don’t usually drink coffee.” Mike replied. He felt much younger than he was, standing next to the mature beauty. “Of course.” A large smile spread across Eve’s face. She opened the fridge door, “Apple juice? Orange? I’ve got milk if you like, could even warm it up for you.” “Apple, please…” Mike said with embarrassment. Mike tried to hide how uncomfortable he was feeling by walking quickly into the room and sitting in one of the chairs. He found it hard to take his eyes off Eve as she moved back and forth making the drinks. She was curvy in all the right places. It suddenly occurred to Mike that this was the first time he had knowingly met another person into the ABDL lifestyle. He felt like he should say something about it, but it was difficult for him to form any words in the situation. He nevertheless did his best. “So… you, erm…” Mike lost his words when Eve turned and smiled at him. “Go on.” Eve said as if encouraging a shy tortoise to come out of its shell. “You wear… them.” Mike stuttered and spluttered, “As… As in… You like…?” Mike stopped talking. The seemingly random collection of words he had assembled was the best that he could do under the circumstances. They may have been a garbled mess, but Eve must’ve understood what he was trying to say. “Diapers, dear?” Eve said easily as she turned to face the drinks again. Mike blushed at just hearing the word, “I wear occasionally, though my true passion is in putting them on others.” As Eve finished her sentence she walked across the room with the drinks. She placed the juice in front of Mike and ran a hand across his shoulders before moving around the table to sit down herself. Mike was practically shaking from nerves; he wasn’t helped by the way Eve seemed to be continuously trying to make eye contact, something he found difficult at the best of times. “Oh?” Mike asked as he cleared his throat and lifted his drink. The sugary liquid was just what he needed on that warm day. “Has anyone ever put you in a diaper?” Eve asked conversationally. Mike almost spat his drink out. He managed to swallow it but followed up with a lot of coughing and spluttering. He put his glass down and apologised through his scratchy throat as he got his composure back. “Careful.” Eve said, “Perhaps there is a different cup I could get you?” Eve’s eyes twinkled and Mike got exactly her meaning. He swallowed nervously and quickly shook his head. She meant a bottle or something. At least that’s what Mike thought, but what if he was now being presumptuous? As so often happened to him in these situations, he started following his thoughts through a maze inside his own head. Mike was just so unused to talking about any of that stuff in general. He was shocked by how open and forthright the woman across from him was. He couldn’t imagine ever being able to talk so casually about things like diapers with anyone, yet alone someone he had just met, even if he knew the other person was also into it. Eve sipped her drink, never once taking her eyes off him. He was starting to feel a bit like an antelope being watched from the tall grass by a lion licking her lips. “I’ve, erm… I’ve never actually worn a di-… one of those before.” Mike said. Then, feeling like he had to add an unnecessary qualifier, “As an adult I mean.” Eve’s eyes seemed to light up even more. She lowered her mug to the table, and her smile was suddenly all teeth, not helping Mike and his feeling of being watched by a predator. She let out a little laugh and seemed to lean forwards on the table a little, giving Mike just a little look down the top of her blouse at the cleavage within. Mike immediately felt himself stirring in his pants. “A virgin!” Eve exclaimed with seemingly genuine joy. “In this stuff, yeah…” Mike quickly said. The truth was that Mike was a virgin in the more traditional sense of the word as well, but he didn’t want Eve to know that. He felt embarrassed about how little contact with the opposite sex he had experienced in his eighteen years. It felt like everyone else he knew had girlfriends or boyfriends, meanwhile he hadn’t even kissed a girl. “Wonderful.” Eve sat back and continued drinking. She raised her eyebrows, “You’re in for a treat.” Thankfully, for Mike, the conversation started moving towards subjects he was a little more comfortable with after that. In the few minutes it took both of them to finish their drinks, Eve asked about Mike’s plans, and he told her about college. She talked about her own experience at college and gave him some advice that he was genuinely thankful for. Mike started to feel a little more comfortable, the situation was like two friends making small talk rather than there being a more illicit reason for the visit. Mike started hoping they could stay at the table for as long as possible as he was so nervous of what would happen next. The thought of the conversation turning back to the reason for his visit kept him talking much more than he normally would. Eventually, no matter how long Mike tried to make the dregs of his juice last, they had both finished their drinks. Mike looked down at the table; he had butterflies in his tummy and no amount of reminding himself that he was just going to grab the diapers and leave would calm him down. This was something he had wanted for years, and what would likely be his only opportunity to get some for the next few years. “Right, well, if you would like to come with me.” Eve said as she stood up. “Uh… yeah, sure.” Mike said as he did the same. Mike followed Eve back down the hallway and to the bottom of the stairs. His senses felt like they had been sharpened to fine points, for some reason he was particularly aware of the way the soft carpet felt on his feet, and the muffled sounds of passing cars outside the front door. He made his way up the stairs, each step giving him fresh doubts. Despite everything, he was still ready to turn around and run away at a second’s notice. Eve walked down the landing and looked back to the top of the stairs where Mike had stopped. She took a key out of her pocket and unlocked the door before opening it. She nodded her head to say that he should follow. Mike had been hanging back, unsure where the diapers were or it would be rude to look into the older woman’s bedroom, where he assumed they would be. It certainly felt as if it would be rude to do. “Are you coming?” Eve called out. Mike walked slowly down the landing until he reached the doorway. When he turned, he expected to see a bedroom, perhaps a pack of diapers sitting on the bed. So, when he saw what was actually in the room, he let out a shocked gasp and his heart skipped a beat. “I apologise for the mess.” Eve said, apparently not noticing that her visitor’s brain had shut down, “I had a client yesterday and I haven’t had a chance to clean up yet.” It seemed like everything was taking a few seconds for Mike to process. He saw the nursery in front of him, but his brain was struggling to understand that it was really there. That it wasn’t just something from a photo he was masturbating too at home. Mike saw the oversized crib with stuffies, the changing table with the shelves fully stocked, the shelves on the wall with baby books and the toys on the floor that Eve was quickly clearing away. He saw it all, and yet he couldn’t quite grasp that he was standing at the entrance to an adult nursery, a place he had fantasised about for years. As Mike’s mind started catching up to his senses, he felt a flood of emotions wash over him. Everything from pure joy to frustration seemed to fight for control as he looked around at what seemed like the promised land for adult babies. “They’re just in here.” Eve said as she walked over to the closet, “I have to get rid of them to make space, I have another shipment coming in a week. Honestly, you babies always want the latest releases, it’s hard to keep up!” If Mike’s brain hadn’t been like an old computer struggling to process everything he would surely have had more of a reaction to Eve saying “you babes.” Mike took a few unsteady steps forward. He walked past a tall pink princess castle and over a playmat layout of a town. The closet door had opened to reveal a wealth of treasure inside, but instead of gold and jewels, it was seemingly endless amounts of diapers. There must’ve been hundreds in there. For someone who had never seen an adult diaper in person, it was quite overwhelming. It was VERY exciting. “I believe it was the CuddleButts that I advertised… Ah, here they are.” Eve said as she bent over to pick up one of the packets of diapers. She turned around, “A lot of my clients have really liked these and-… Oh, you really do need them, don’t you, baby?” The sudden change in tone and the use of a pet name brought Mike back to his senses. He wondered what Eve was talking about, and why she was grinning at him the way she was, until her eyes flicked down. He followed her gaze and then realised the excitement he was feeling at seeing the diapers in person was causing a tent in the front of his pants. “Oh, God…” Mike felt himself going a deep red as he moved his hands in front of his crotch, “Jesus, I’m so sorry. This is… Damn!” “You think it’s something I haven’t seen many times before?” Eve asked. She placed the package of diapers on the rocking chair in the corner of the room and then walked up to Mike, “Tell me, do you have anything else planned for today?” “N-No.” Mike stuttered. Unless she counted him sitting alone in his room furiously masturbating to the diapers he was being given, he didn’t have any plans at all. “Good.” Eve smiled even wider, “And you’ve never worn a diaper before?” Mike shook his head. She was so close to him. He had to work very hard to avoid looking at her breasts, it was easier said than done when they were almost pressed against him. Eve put a hand on Mike’s shoulder. “Then it would be irresponsible for me to let you leave without making sure you know exactly how to put it on…” Eve said. She started walking Mike towards the changing table. “I… I…” Mike’s heart raced as he wondered if Eve meant what he thought she did. “If you want me to stop I will.” Eve continued, “But judging by the way you are pointing at the changing table, I get the feeling you want me to continue.” Mike looked at his hands. He wasn’t pointing anywhere. It was only when he looked further down at the erection that was jutting out shamefully in front of him that he realised what she meant. He felt so embarrassed to have it so obvious in the presence of another person. He wanted to apologise, but the words wouldn’t come out, and, if he was honest, it didn’t seem Eve particularly wanted an apology either. No, it seemed she was interested in something else. “I think I know how to do it.” Mike said quickly as he lost his nerve and pulled away from Eve, “Put a dia-… one of those things on, I mean.” “Baby, you can’t even say the word, can you?” Eve replied with a smile, “You’re adorable!” Mike blushed even more. His head was telling him to pick up the diapers, thank Eve, and then leave, but his body wasn’t going anywhere. He could feel tingly feelings going through his nervous system with every word Eve said. He wondered if it was just because of how sexy she was, or if this was the famed “little space” he had heard people online talking about. He definitely saw himself as more of a diaper lover than an adult baby, so maybe it was just having an older domineering woman telling him what to do that was making him feel funny. “Come on.” Eve said as she walked over and patted the padded changing table, “I don’t want these diapers going to waste, I need to make sure you know how to put them on properly.” Mike looked at the door. It was pushed closed, but clearly not latched. He had every opportunity to walk away, just like every other time someone had seemingly shown sexual interest in him, and he lost his nerve. Then he looked at Eve, the changing table, and all the diapers. It was all there waiting for him if he only had the courage to reach out and grab it. Inside Mike’s pants his hard-on ached. It was clear what THAT part of him wanted to do. Just the previous night he had been rubbing himself to fantasies, stories and pictures of exactly the scenario he now found himself in. Was he really going to turn away just because he was scared? Mike’s legs felt weak as he stood next to the changing table. He wasn’t sure if he was expected to climb straight up or not, fortunately Eve seemed very ready to help by taking the choice away. “Arms up.” Eve instructed. Mike did what he was told without even thinking about it. His shirt was pulled up and over his chest and head before being discarded on the floor. Next, Eve leaned down and, with accomplished ease, unbuckled Mike’s trousers. It was all happening so fast by then that Mike didn’t have time to worry before he was stepping out of them, leaving him wearing just his boxers, which were straining against the rod underneath. There was a pause now as Eve gathered up the clothes and put them on the rocking chair, behind the package of diapers. It gave Mike enough time to realise he was nearly naked in a stranger’s house. He started to feel panicky. The anxiety quickly took over as adrenaline worked its way into his system, and he found himself facing the fight or flight response. He was choosing a third option where everything seemed to shut down, and with all the different thoughts fighting for attention he froze in place. “I’m… I’m sorry…” Mike said between heavy breathes, “I really shouldn’t be… I mean, this just isn’t…” “Hey, hey, it’s OK.” Eve walked back up behind Mike and gently placed her hands on his shoulders. She ran her fingers down his back and then trailed them across his flank as she stood in front of him again. Mike looked away but Eve took his hands in her own. All four of their hands were connected in the space between the near-naked man and the buxom beauty opposite him. She was still smiling, but her whole demeanour had shifted to something altogether more motherly. To Mike’s surprise he found himself calming down a little almost immediately. Eve just held his hands there for a few seconds as Mike took some deep breaths and got himself under control. “You’re not the first nervous first-timer I’ve had in here.” Eve said gently. “I’m not?” Mike replied. It came as a surprise as, right then, he was mentally kicking himself for not being able to act normally. “Not at all.” Eve replied, “You don’t have to be scared. Mommy’s got you.” The word “Mommy” seemed like a soothing balm to Mike. He practically melted, his fears somehow abating just enough for him to smile, albeit with embarrassment. He looked down to see that he was still as hard as a rock despite everything, even worse, there was a small wet spot on his boxers where some of his excitement had leaked through. “Now, how about I get you taped up before you make your underwear any wetter?” Eve said with a gentle chuckle. Mike took a steadying breath and then nodded. He put his hands on the side of the changing table and lifted himself so that he was sitting on the edge. He swung his legs up and then laid back, looking up at the ceiling as he adjusted himself on the soft padding. His breathing was shaky, it was hard to believe this was happening. He had woken up that morning not even sure that he would collect the diapers, now he was lying on a changing table in a nursery as a beautiful woman prepared to put him in his first ever diaper! “Lift up.” Eve said as she hooked fingers under the waistband of Mike’s underwear. Mike hesitated. It was the only thing he was still wearing, the only thing providing him with a degree of dignity, even if the front of the fabric was poking out obscenely. He had turned his head to the side, but out of the corner of his eyes he glanced back at Eve, she was smiling at him warmly and invitingly. Mike slowly planted his feet on the end of the table and lifted his hips. His boxers were pulled down, and he found himself doing something he thought would be impossible, he went even redder. His hard-on, already barely constrained by the thin material that covered it, sprung free and bounced slightly in the air. He felt so embarrassed to be so exposed, his private parts being so open to view. Eve was smiling at Mike. He felt for sure that she was just being polite, that she was really mortified that this stranger had come into her house and was being so obvious with his desire. She told him to lift up, and he did so, when his butt lowered again, he felt his breath get taken away. For the first time in his memory, he could feel the fluffy cushion of diaper padding against his skin. He’d been waiting for it for so long, it was only as he felt it that he realised the time had finally arrived. He actually started to feel a little emotional. Eve pulled the front of the diaper up between Mike’s legs. She held it up and looked at the young man’s penis with pursed lips, as if thinking about something. Mike wished she would look away, he was feeling very judged, and the last thing an inexperienced eighteen-year-old needed was to feel as if his dick wasn’t good enough. He was about to say something when Eve opened her mouth instead. “Well, I can’t get this on you with THAT sticking up…” Eve said after a few seconds of thought. “I’m sorry! I’ll just…” Mike started. He was going to slip off the changing table and profusely apologise. He would have to pray this beautiful woman didn’t write a post on the forum about the pervert who had visited her house that day. Maybe if he begged and cried she would show some mercy. “I guess we’ll have to see if Mommy can help you with it.” Eve said in a suddenly deeper voice. Mike watched in amazement as Eve’s hand reached forwards. The closer it got to his cock, the more he was sure this was all some kind of crazy dream. His heart hammered hard and fast. He barely dared to breath, every muscle tense, like a single movement would break the spell and Eve, the nursery, and everything in it would disappear forever. Eve’s fingers brushed against the sensitive smooth skin on Mike’s shaft. He let out a gasp as the first woman touched him since his mom cleaned him when he had been a baby. It seemed strangely apt. Mike didn’t have long to think about such ironies though, Eve’s hand wrapped gently around his dick and was brushing up and down so lightly that it only just registered in his brain as contact. It was electrifying. The tip of his penis shimmered with a drop of excitement that was soon sliding down over the engorged head of his dick. “Oh, baby, you’re so tense…” Eve said as she ran three fingers up the underside of Mike’s shaft until she was tickling the bottom of the mushroom head. “Ah!” Mike moaned. It was all he could do not to explode everywhere. It was the greatest moment of his life, and he wanted it to last as long as possible. “You make such cute noises.” Eve said with a warm smile as she continued to stroke him, almost lazily. As embarrassing as Mike found the whole situation, and the words of the Mommy, it seemed to fuel his arousal. He had never felt as hard as did then. He made more of the little grunts and groans that seemed to so please Eve, anything to keep her touching him. The way her fingers gently glided up and down would’ve made Mike’s knees weak if he had been standing, she was clearly experienced with pleasing guys. The head of Mike’s cock was now soaked with his own pre-cum, Eve’s hand using it for extra lube. He felt her other hand reach down and gently cup his balls, his genitals felt encompassed by the woman, and he was in heaven. He thrust his hips up several times, almost uncontrollably, as he chased the pleasure. He loved the feeling of her being totally in control, of himself being completely at her mercy. “You’ve never been with a woman, have you?” Eve’s question was rhetorical. Mike shook his head anyway, unable to get any words out, but it was only confirming what she clearly already knew, “I guess this is a day of firsts for you, hmm? Let’s see if we can’t add another.” Mike opened his eyes and looked down. It was hard to believe he was seeing a hand that wasn’t his own caressing his manhood in such a sensual way. He’d watched porn, of course, he’d heard friends talk about it, but he had never known a hand job could feel as good as Eve was making it. She removed one of her hands from Mike’s junk and raised it to her chest, she unbuttoned her blouse and let it fall open. Mike swallowed hard as she slipped a breast out of the cup that had been holding it. She’d looked well-endowed before but, if anything, the bra had been concealing the true size of her chest. Mike stared at the bare breast in front of him as if he was seeing a holy relic. The way it hung from Eve’s chest in a slight teardrop shape, the prominent nipple poking out almost invitingly. He felt his dick twitch as he felt himself approaching climax. If Eve continued the way she had been going, he was going to blow his load. His breathing quickened. “Touch it.” Eve said softly. Mike raised a trembling hand. He slowly extended it out until he was cupping the underside of the breast. He let out a little moan as he moved his hand up. Even moved her own hand faster and Mike closed his eyes in ecstasy. Just as his finger brushed the perky nipple he was pushed over the edge. He squeezed the boob gently, hoping he wasn’t hurting Eve. “I’m gonna…” Mike gasped. Mike didn’t get to finish his sentence before he felt an explosion in his cock. He felt his body tense up and, for just a second, thought that his heart was going to stop, before he was hit with a wave of euphoria like he had never experienced before. His orgasm exploded out of him like a volcano erupting and he felt sticky liquid splashing against his belly and chest. He moaned and groaned as Eve’s expert hand prolonged the climax until the last drops of pearlescent excitement dribbled out of the hole in his penis and down his shaft. Eve let go and pulled out some baby wipes to clean off her hand. Mike still had his eyes closed but could almost see stars behind his eyelids. He fell limp, panting and almost in shock about what had happened. “Baby, you’ll have to let go now.” Eve said with clear amusement. “Huh? Oh! Sorry…” Mike opened his eyes and saw that his hand was still on Eve’s breast, the nipple pressed into his palm. “Such a big mess.” Eve said, “Don’t worry, I’m used to babies like you making big messes. We’ll get you all cleaned up.” Mike jumped as he felt a cold wipe start cleaning off his chest and belly. As the post-orgasm glow started to fade, he felt an incredible sense of guilt get left behind. What was he doing!? He’d gone to a stranger’s house and was now lying in their nursery on top of a diaper and he’d just let Eve… “Oh, God… I’m sorry.” Mike said as he covered his face with his hands, “This is… I shouldn’t…” “Hey, hey, hey…” Eve was stood at the side of the table still. She reached over to Mike’s head and stroked his hair, “It’s alright. It’s nothing you didn’t need. I was happy to do it for you.” It was true that Mike had wanted what happened, but now he felt bad for wanting it. It was so embarrassing, so humiliating, so shameful… “This is all very normal.” Eve said quietly as she stroked the top of his head. It was like she was comforting a baby. “It is?” Mike asked without uncovering his face. “Lots of the people that visit me have these desires, just like you, but they are embarrassed by them.” Eve continued, “Society tells us that we need to be strong and in control all the time, as a man you get it twice as bad as I do. There is nothing wrong with what you want. There is nothing wrong with unconventional desires as long as you aren’t hurting anyone.” “But I made you…” Mike started. “You didn’t make me do anything.” Eve said, “Now, how about you uncover your eyes and give me a smile. Surely, all my efforts to make you feel good deserve one, right?” Mike slowly moved his fingers apart so he could cautiously look up at Eve. She smiled disarmingly at him in return. He was still embarrassed but he lowered his hands regardless. Eve’s efforts had certainly been appreciated and, even though he was blushing furiously, he smiled up at her. “That’s more like it. You’re adorable when you’re smiling.” Eve said. She looked down his body to his waist, “And look at that, I think it’ll be easier to put the diaper on now, hmm?” It was true that Mike’s dick was no longer hard enough to cut glass. He was still semi-erect, despite the powerful orgasm, and with his sexual stamina he was sure he would be hard again soon, especially considering he was about to be wrapped in a diaper. The thought struck Mike like lightning. After everything that had happened, he still had the diaper to come! “Much easier.” Eve said. Mike watched with wide eyes as his dick was pressed flat against his belly by the diaper that now laid over the top.  The soft fluffy padding felt every bit as good as he had always dreamed it would, perhaps even better. He felt himself twitching under the Eve’s hand, his hormones overpowering any refractory period. She hesitated for a second. “Hmm, hold on a minute.” Eve said. “Huh?” Mike asked. By the time Mike had lifted his head Eve was already out the door. He was alone in the nursery and feeling a little out of place. He was completely naked on the table in the otherwise silent room. All he had to concentrate on was his cock as it slowly shrunk back down, though he noticed it didn’t go down all the way. “All that hair is simply unhygienic.” Eve said as she came back into the room a few seconds later. She was holding a small tartan bag that she unzipped and started pulling things out of. “Hair? I don’t…” Mike looked down and saw the razor Eve was holding get placed on the open diaper. His eyes went wide, “You’re going to shave me!?” “Well, it’s your choice.” Eve said as she continued to pull out a container of shaving foam and a washcloth, “But pubic hair makes a thorough cleaning during a diaper change difficult and it traps the smells. You’d do well to keep it all shaved down there. Now, would you like me to do it for you?” Mike wasn’t entirely sure about letting a woman he had known for less than an hour use anything bladed down there. In the end he decided he was already in too deep to pull out now. He trusted her, and so far she had been nothing but wonderful towards him. He nodded his ascent. “Don’t worry. I’ll be careful.” Eve smiled as she sprayed some of the foam on to her hand and then started covering Mike’s crotch. Mike lowered his head down and closed his eyes. He was tensed up, expecting the worst, but all he felt was Eve’s wonderfully soft hands caressing all of his most sensitive parts. The tension soon left him as he let out a deep sigh. It was like getting the most wonderful massage in existence. Not even feeling the razor against his skin could make him flinch as he enjoyed the ministrations of the beautiful woman at the foot of the table. “There we go. That’s much better.” Eve said five minutes later. Mike looked down as Eve was putting her equipment away. He gasped where he saw his now nude crotch. Eve hadn’t left a spot untouched, and he had to admit that he liked the look. It even made his dick look a little bigger. Once Eve had dried her hands on a towel she returned to the table and the diaper that still lay between Mike’s legs. “I hope this is everything you ever hoped for.” Eve said sincerely as she pulled up the wings of the diaper and started taping it closed, “A perfect fit.” Mike was already blown away. By the time the final tape was placed, he knew that he was a diaper lover, that nothing could feel as good as the disposable that now hugged his hips. He felt Eve’s hand press against the area between his legs, and he let out a little shiver. He slowly sat up and heard the unmistakeable crinkle of the outer plastic, the same sound he had heard countless times in the videos he watched most nights. It was hard to believe it was coming from him. He couldn’t stop smiling. “Feel free to walk around.” Eve said. She seemed to be really enjoying seeing a young man take his first tentative steps into the diaper world, “How does it feel?” “Incredible…” Mike said as he turned sideways and dropped off the side of the changing table. Walking felt so different now. Mike’s legs were forced slightly apart, every step caused his backside to sway, caused the padding to run against him, and caused that wonderfully distinctive crinkle. He couldn’t stop smiling despite the embarrassment that he was unable to get over. He turned around to face Eve who had sat herself on the edge of the changing table and was watching him. “It never gets old.” Eve said. “What doesn’t?” Mike asked. “Seeing you big babies smiling after getting into a diaper.” Eve giggled. Mike looked down at the floor. He couldn’t stop touching the diaper, letting his hands run against it, prodding the padding, and squeezing it between his thighs. It was all so new and exciting. He wasn’t sure what to do next. He had expected a ten second interaction where he took the diapers and went home, instead he had experienced things he didn’t think he’d get to experience for years. He was in completely unknown territory and didn’t know in which direction to head. “Now, it’s up to you, Mike.” Eve hopped off the table and sauntered across the room, “We can pack up the rest of your diapers and send you on your way... Or…” “Or?” Mike looked up. “Or you stay a little longer. I’ve got nothing planned for today after all.” Eve suggested. Before arriving, and even some time after going through the front door, Mike would’ve taken the option that allowed him to leave without question. Now though, he wasn’t so sure. He didn’t have any plans, and now that he was stood in the middle of a nursery, in a diaper, with a woman whom he had quickly grown to like a lot, it was difficult to make the decision to leave. He looked around at the toys and things around him. He knew what he wanted, but whether he had the courage to ask, he just didn’t know. “Do you want to play?” Eve asked. It was as if she could read his mind. Mike nodded, too embarrassed to say anything else. Eve smiled and walked over to push the nursery door fully closed. She walked across the room to the closet in the far corner, a different one from what Mike had seen before that had been full of diapers. “Alright, but first we need to get you dressed.” Eve said, “I’m not having you toddling around in just a diaper after all. Would you like to pick what you’ll be wearing for play time or should I?” Mike stepped forwards slowly as the door was opened to reveal dozens of garments that all had one thing in common. They were all clearly designed for big babies. Eve stepped aside as Mike reached and started looking through the onesies, rompers and playsuits that hung from the railing. There were other items in there, stuff that was more suited for bondage and the like, but Mike was less interested in that. “I can… choose?” Mike asked as he turned to look at Eve. “Sure.” Eve replied, “Or… you could let Mommy pick for you.” Mike tensed up. His brain emptied of words and thoughts, all he could do was stare. He was vaguely aware that his dick was rapidly lengthening again, but it was hard to concentrate exactly as he was simultaneously going weak at the knees. Having Eve refer to herself as “Mommy” was doing strange things to his brain. Clearly sensing what Mike wanted, Eve stepped past him and started moving hangers until she found what she was looking for. She held it up for Mike to see. As he blushed and bit his bottom lip, she smiled. --- The next hour was like a surreal alternate reality that Mike had somehow fallen into. He was sitting on the floor with wooden blocks, toy cars, army men, and baby books all around him. He was still wearing his diaper, which was still dry, and in a very comfortable baby blue onesie with pictures of clouds and planes all over it. He was in heaven. The whole time he played, Eve remained with him. She helped him come up with games when he didn’t know what to do and any time Mike felt like he might be ready to stop she would step forwards with something that revitalised him. She’d even let him rest his head on her lap whilst she read a couple of the baby books, allowing Mike’s brain to empty of thoughts, except of the characters in the books and the silly little scenarios they were getting into. He knew he’d have to leave sooner or later, but he wanted to stay in that nursery until the end of time. “You know, you’re welcome to stay for dinner.” Eve said, “But I will insist on you having a nap first. I don’t want a grumpy baby in my highchair after all.” “Highchair?” Mike gasped. “Of course.” Eve chuckled, “I don’t know why you keep getting surprised by these things. You should know by now that I have everything needed to look after little boys and girls.” “That would be nice.” Mike said, “If you don’t mind.” “Of course not. It’ll be nice to have the company.” Eve said. “Is it alright if I send my parents a text?” Mike looked over to his discarded clothes. His phone was in one of his pockets, “I don’t want them to worry.” “Go ahead.” Eve replied. Mike crawled over to his clothes. He hadn’t been crawling much, but it just seemed like the right thing to do in the circumstances. Besides, he really liked the way his diapered ass swayed behind him as he did it. Eve, meanwhile, moved over to the crib. She hopped up and sat in it, pushing herself back so she was sat against the bars next to the wall. It turned out Mike had two texts from his mom and one missed call. He quickly sent off a message saying he was with friends and would be back that evening. Then he put the phone back and turned around to see Eve on the bed with her blouse open. Mike stood up. “What’s going on?” Mike asked cautiously. “Well, I thought you might be thirsty…” Eve said as she leaned forwards to reach behind her back. She unhooked her bra and let it fall away. She surely couldn’t mean what Mike’s mind was jumping too. He swallowed and tried to ignore that he was salivating just a little more than usual. The day had already been so unusual and experimental, he didn’t know if he could do what she was suggesting. And yet, even as he debated it in his mind, he stepped forwards as if his legs had a mind of their own. There was no question what his body wanted. His tenting diaper was pointing the way, and he was just following along. “Are… Are you sure?” Mike asked as he reached the edge of the bed. “I wouldn’t be offering if I wasn’t.” Eve replied. “I’ve just never… not since I was a baby, I guess” Mike mumbled in embarrassment. “Mikey, you told me you’d never been with a woman before. I’m not expecting you to be some sort of boob sucking expert.” Eve giggled, “And as for not doing it since you were a baby… You’re a baby now, aren’t you?” Eve had started calling him “Mikey” whilst he had been playing on the floor. He didn’t remember anyone referring to him that way before. He hadn’t asked her to stop. He couldn’t really argue with her assessment of him being a baby either. Not after the morning he’d had. The best morning of his life as far as he was concerned. “I just don’t know if I can do it.” Mike said quietly. “It’s an instinct built into everyone, Mikey.” Eve said encouragingly, “Everyone is born knowing how to suck. I’ll tell you what. How about you just lay down across my lap and if you want to try it, you can, otherwise we can just enjoy some time together.” That seemed acceptable to Mike. He climbed into the crib at the opposite end to Eve and turned so he had her back to her. It was awkward lowering himself down across her legs as she placed pillows at strategic point to help support him. When he was settled, he was cradled in the Mommy’s arms, her bountiful bosom just inches away. Mike couldn’t stop staring. Eve was as good as her promise. She cradled Mike in her arms but made no move to start feeding him. If he wanted that, he was going to have to go after it himself. He looked at the red nipple poking out from the breast and subconsciously licked his lips. He was very curious what it would be like, what it would taste like, and how he would feel when doing it. But could he really lean forwards and take the initiative with such a pretty woman, even knowing she was more than OK with the possibility, it was still difficult to work up the courage. Mike enjoyed being in her arms. He felt small and safe, it was like he had shrunk down whilst being there, becoming the baby he was dressed as. His mind drifted to everything he had seen online, and he became more excited, not just in the most obvious way in his diaper, but also in his thoughts and emotions. It was increasingly easy to let go of inhibitions. Finally, Mike could hold himself back no longer. With a small whine he shifted himself slightly, with his hands he pawed at Eve’s breast, until he had her tit pointing right at him. He closed his eyes as he opened his mouth. The first thing he felt was the slightly salty taste of skin on his lips. At first, he wondered if he had missed, but when he flicked his tongue upwards, he felt the nipple, harder than the rest of the skin, erect and poking into his mouth. He felt Eve lean forwards slightly and his mouth formed a suction around the nipple. He froze in place, unsure of what exactly to do. “That’s it. Do what comes natural, baby.” Eve’s voice came from above him. He could feel the vibrations of her voice through her chest. Mike wasn’t sure anything was natural about the situation he found himself in. The longer he stayed in place, attached to the breast like a lamprey eel attached to a shark, the more he relaxed. Then, without even thinking about it, he sucked. The reaction was immediate. He felt Eve hold him a little closer and her spare hand moved down his front to rest on the waistband of Mike’s diaper. “Well done. Just like that.” Eve said. Mike had never known himself to have a praise kink, but as Eve encouraged him it seemed to lower his inhibitions even further. He sucked again, and this time he continued doing it, bringing the nipple into his mouth as he eagerly tried to feed from Eve. His face was pressed closer to the breast until he could see little else. Mike sucked like an infant. Feeling Eve’s movements, the changes in her breathing and heart rate seemed like small rewards for each little bit of effort. He didn’t think Eve was lactating, something that became clearer the longer he sucked without tasting milk, but she was certainly still feeling good about it. The hand Eve was resting on the waistband of Mike’s diaper slipped underneath. Mike’s eyes shot wide open in surprise as he felt Eve’s hand closing around his erect penis. There wasn’t a lot of room between the padding of the diaper and Mike’s body, just enough for Eve to start to lovingly stroke him. Mike pressed his hips forwards towards the Mommy, trying to eagerly convey that he wanted it to continue. “Mmm, just like that.” Eve said quietly. Mike had no idea if it was possible for a woman to cum from just nipple stimulation, but if anyone could it seemed like it would be Eve. She seemed extremely sensitive and was even letting out little moans. Mike was concentrating more on the sensations coming from his crotch but every little sign of pleasure in his caretaker made him feel good. He was glad he could make Eve feel the way she had made him feel. For minutes they remained in that position. Mike’s tongue started to feel tired as he felt a sheen of sweat between his face and the breast he was attached to. He would’ve stopped if it wasn’t for the tag team of Eve’s moans and the feelings coming from inside his diaper. Eve’s hand moved on his organ in time to his sucking, when he sped up so did she. It wasn’t long before he felt like the feelings were building in intensity. He started thrusting his hips harder, trying to create more friction. “Are you going to make stickies in your diaper for Mommy?” Eve asked breathlessly. Underneath Mike’s body he could feel her squeezing her legs together rhythmically. Mike had no way to answer verbally. Eve’s hand had wrapped around to the back of his head to make sure he couldn’t pull away. He did the only thing he could do. He sucked harder and faster than ever before. His tongue circled the nipple before occasionally gliding over the tip, his drool dripped down his chin. “Mmm, you’re going to make Mommy…” Eve didn’t finish her sentence. She didn’t need to. Mike was right there with her. As Eve’s body froze and Mike heard her breath hitch in her chest, he reached the point of no return. He moaned into the teat filling his mouth. For just a second, they both seemed to be balancing right on the precipice, threatening to tumble over the top together. It was Eve who seemed to fall first. She let out her breath in a long whine as her muscles tensed and relaxed all around Mike. He wasn’t slow in following, a fountain of his excitement erupted from his tip and splashed over the inside of his diaper along with Eve’s hand. They were both moaning and writhing until both orgasms fizzled out. Eve’s hand on the back of Mike’s head relaxed and he finally came free. He was exhausted from the efforts. He could see Eve’s face over her chest; she was looking down at him with a dreamy smile. He smiled back, bathed in post-orgasmic bliss. They both panted as they recovered. Eventually, Eve helped Mike to climb off her lap, leaving him lying face down on the mattress and more than ready for the nap he had been told about earlier. Eve slipped off the side of the crib, wiping her hands clean on some baby wipes and buttoning up her blouse. She seemed a little wobbly on her legs. “I’ll bring you up a bottle.” Eve said. She reached in and stroked the back of Mike’s head, then leaned in to kiss him on the side of the forehead, “You must be all tuckered out.” Mike could barely find the energy to nod. Eve seemed to understand. She raised the side of the crib and locked it into place. Mike just smiled, it all felt so… right. “Sweet dreams.” Eve said as she turned to the door. Mike watched her go feeling a strange combination of overwhelmed at everything he had experienced, but also at peace with himself and the strange situation he found himself in. He rolled over on to his back and grimaced at the feeling of the diaper sticking to him. He thought he had a way to fix it, one more new experience before nap time. Mike got up on to his knees and closed his eyes. It took him a minute to relax enough, but then he felt the urine coming out of him. His dick was pointing up towards the waistband and the warm liquid washed down over his member and into the padding. A glorious warmth which felt simply amazing. The diaper held it all and would clearly hold a lot more. He reached a hand down and marvelled at the feeling of heat radiating out from the front of the diaper. Despite Mike’s two orgasms, the feeling of wetting himself, something he had fantasised about every night for as long as he could remember, started to excite him. He had barely finished peeing in his pants when the hand pressing the warmth of the diaper against him started to rub up and down. Mike fell back with his legs wide open. A part of him was saying to stop, that he was going to embarrass himself if Eve came back, that he had to get control of his rampant desires. The rest of him told his to chase that pleasure no matter where it went. That was the voice Mike listened to. If Eve came back in and saw him wantonly rubbing the front of his diaper, then so be it. He was a diaper lover, and he wanted to leave no doubt just how much he loved them.  

"Your 100% right, shes going to be my baby and nothings going to change but her diapers." We all laughed.  Eventually it was time to corral the kids back to the bus to take them back to the school for the end of day bell.  I start helping the kids get their things together. As I do a little boy runs up to the stroller and starts giggling.

Yeah, I had to let the roofer estimator into the master bedroom closet because that's where the access to the attic is. I moved some stuff but lefted the cotainers of plastic pants where they were, and of course a whole hanging rack of plastic dresses and tops. He didn't say a word, but I was gratified that there hadn't been any water leakage into the attic.