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Happy 4th birthday to the wonderful LCW story. @BabySofia -
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By Surfer Dude · Posted
Great read. Love the shout out to Road House. -
By Meeseeks88 · Posted
Chapter 12 – Life with Christina I awoke about an hour and a half later. As I adjusted my eyes, I realised that I was still sucking on my dummy. I was actually getting pretty good at sleeping with a dummy in my mouth and almost struggled to nod off without it. When I sat up in the crib, I suddenly felt an uncomfortable cramp in my stomach. I began to panic slightly when I realised that I needed to poop. Although I had done it before, the thought of messing myself was not an experience that I wanted to go through again. However, I knew that Christina wouldn’t allow me to use the toilet and that I was going to be pooping in my nappy either way. I got into the most comfortable position that I could and reluctantly began to push. It didn’t take long before I began pooping. With the nappy wrapped tightly around my waist, I found that I had to push a little harder than usual. I felt myself turning red as I began pushing slightly harder and quickly understood why babies made such strange faces when they messed themselves. As I continued pooping, I could hear some young children playing outside. I felt slightly humiliated knowing that the children were allowed to play outside in the sunshine while I was stuck in a crib and filling my nappy like a baby. After another minute or so of pushing, I finally finished and collapsed back into the crib to catch my breath. I felt the warm, mushy mess spread against my bottom and winced in discomfort. I began sucking on my dummy to try and take my mind off what had just happened. Thankfully, it wasn’t much longer before Christina entered the room where the smell instantly hit her. ‘Phew! Smells like someone has left me a stinky present’, she exclaimed. The foul smell from my nappy was now quickly filling the room and I felt embarrassed knowing that I was the cause of it. Christina walked over towards the crib and looked down at me. ‘Have you got a smelly bottom?’ she asked. I could only blush and nod my head. ‘We’d better get you changed mister’, she said, ‘we don’t want you getting a rash’. The thought of having a nappy rash at my age made me feel even more little and vulnerable. As she let me out of the crib, I quickly made my way over to the changing table and hopped onto it eagerly whilst Christina laid out the changing supplies. She undid my romper before opening my nappy to inspect the damage. The smell seemed to grow even stronger and it made me feel a little bit queasy. To my surprise, Christina barely reacted to it and started wiping my messy bottom. I had to admit that although it was embarrassing, with each wipe I began to feel cleaner and more at ease. As I continued sucking on my dummy, I started to relax. When Christina began wiping around my butt hole, I tensed up slightly but quickly calmed back down once she started applying a clean nappy. After what felt like an eternity, she was finally done. ‘There we go, all nice and clean’, cheered Christina as she fastened my romper back up. With that, she helped me get down from the changing table before holding onto my hand and taking me downstairs. As we reached the living room, Christina turned to me. ‘I’ll be making dinner soon’, she said, ‘would you like to play outside in the garden in the meantime?’ ‘In the garden?’ I replied, ‘people will see me’. ‘I promise that no one can see you’, Christina smiled, ‘I have a very secluded garden’. I had to admit that although I was a bit anxious about going into the garden dressed like this, I had really enjoyed being outside earlier. ‘Okay’, I said, ‘I’ll play outside for a bit’. ‘You’ll have a lovely time’, Christina smiled, ‘you can bring your colouring with you if you’d like?’ I walked over and picked up my colouring book along with some crayons before following Christina into the garden. She brought the picnic blanket outside and placed it down on the grass. I nervously looked around but realised that she had been telling the truth. There were trees surrounding her garden that blocked off the view from any other houses. Christina then undid my romper and pulled it off, leaving me in just my nappy. ‘What are you doing?’ I exclaimed trying to cover up. ‘It’s far too warm out here to be wearing that’, she giggled whilst folding up my romper and placing it under her arm, ‘would you like some juice?’ ‘Yes please’, I replied whilst adapting to being almost naked outside. As Christina headed inside, I sat down on the blanket and started doing some colouring. After a few minutes, I started to relax and actually began to enjoy being outside. Soon, Christina returned with a baby bottle full of juice. ‘There you go little guy’, she smiled and handed it to me. ‘Thank you, Auntie’, I grinned. ‘Aw, you’re welcome sweetheart’, she replied before heading back inside. I continued colouring whilst taking occasional sips from my baby bottle. By this point, I had pretty much accepted my role as Christina’s baby and I wasn’t in a hurry to stop. I thought that being an adult and having my independence would be easy but it turned out to be nothing but stressful. However, when I was with Christina, all of that seemed to disappear. It had been quite a journey but I finally felt happy and content. Even having my nappy changed in public wasn’t as bad as I had imagined. Suddenly my train of thought was interrupted when Christina rushed outside. ‘Jake, whatever you do, don’t come inside’, she instructed, almost with panic in her voice. Before I could respond, she quickly headed back inside. It was a little bit strange but I was happy doing my colouring and so didn’t mind staying out in the garden. As the afternoon sun continued to shine down, I found myself drinking more and more juice until my bottle was empty. Inevitably, all of that juice had an effect on my bladder and I suddenly needed to pee. However, by this point, I was used to using my nappy and knew that I was expected to wet myself. I relaxed and in no time at all, I started wetting my nappy. I sighed with relief and continued colouring as my nappy grew warm and slightly saggy. All of a sudden, a butterfly landed on my colouring book. I gently nudged it aside only for it to come back again. As I picked up the book and began shaking it, the butterfly started flying all around me. My inner child began to immerge and I had an overwhelming feeling to chase it. I stood up and began running after the butterfly which continued to fly around the garden. I started laughing to myself and couldn’t believe how much fun it was. Before I knew it, I was running around the garden in just my nappy, chasing a butterfly like a toddler. Eventually, it flew away, bringing my game to an end. I felt very thirsty after all of that running and went to drink some juice before remembering that my bottle was empty. Although Christina had instructed me to stay outside, I decided to head into the house. I wanted some more juice and my nappy needed changing as well. However, as I walked into the living room, I quickly froze and dropped my bottle. There sitting in the living room…was my mother. Chapter 13 – Caught! There was complete silence in the room. Christina had a look of horror on her face while my mother stared at me in shock. I wanted to say something but my brain had no idea how to explain the situation. Finally, my mother broke the silence. ‘Jake?’ she asked, ‘what are you doing here?’ ‘I could ask you the same thing’, I quickly replied. ‘Well, I’ve just been to your apartment to visit you but there wasn’t anyone home’, she explained, ‘I assumed you had gone out and so I thought I would come and visit Christina whilst I was in the area’. ‘I told you to stay outside’, Christina whispered to me. My heart began racing as my mother continued to look at me in a state of confusion. ‘Jake, why are you wearing a nappy?’ she asked. ‘I…erm…well I…’, I couldn’t get my words out and looked over at Christina for support. Christina sighed, ‘I should probably explain everything’. My mother now turned her attention to Christina to try and understand what was happening. Christina took a deep breath, ‘I bumped into Jake a few days ago at the pharmacy. I offered him a lift home and we stopped off at my place for a quick coffee. It was then that I discovered that Jake had bought some adult nappies.’ My mother looked at me and raised her eyebrow in suspicion before turning back to Christina as she continued. ‘Jake explained to me that he had always wanted to wear nappies and so I encouraged him to try one on. He looked so adorable and…well…I’ve always wanted to have a baby of my own and so I thought it would be fun to do a bit of innocent roleplay…and here we are’. My mother was silent for a moment as she tried to make sense of it all. I had to admit that after thinking about it, it had been a crazy idea and I couldn’t quite believe that things had got this far. ‘So let me get this straight’, said my mother looking at me, ‘for the past few days, you’ve been wearing nappies and pretending to be a baby?’ My mind had gone blank and I could only nod my head in agreement. ‘I’m really sorry’, apologised Christina, ‘I should have told you. I’ll understand if you’re angry with me’. After a few more moments of silence, my mother turned to Christina and a smile slowly appeared on her face, ‘why would I be angry with you?’ she replied, ‘I should be thanking you’. ‘Thanking me?’ asked Christina curiously. ‘Yes, thanking you for looking after my little bundle of joy’, she replied gleefully. ‘You mean…you’re not mad?’ questioned Christina. ‘Of course not’, replied my mother, ‘I mean, I can’t deny that it’s very unusual but he does look cute in a nappy’. I couldn’t believe what I was hearing and neither could Christina. I suddenly felt very embarrassed. ‘I’m so sorry’, I apologised, ‘I’ll stop wearing nappies, I promise’. ‘Don’t be silly’, grinned my mother, ‘judging by the state of that one, it looks as if you really do need them’. I wasn’t sure what she meant until I looked down to see the big yellow stain on the front of my nappy. It was then that I remembered that I had wet myself outside. ‘Did you want to take him home?’ asked Christina who was looking a bit embarrassed about the whole situation. ‘Not at all’, replied my mother, ‘I think it’s best that we change his nappy sooner rather than later. Besides, I’m curious to see what you guys have been getting up to’. I was mortified at the thought of my mother seeing me having my nappy changed and looked at Christina for help. However, all she could do was shrug her shoulders. ‘You know where to go’, she said to me and guided us towards the staircase. As we began heading to the nursery, I was worried what would happen next. -
By PottyPotamus · Posted
The fun of going poo-poo in a diaper, to me, is the act of pooping. I have cleanup down, so I don't bother with substitutes.
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