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Chapter 7 – Revelations   As I opened my eyes, the first thing I saw were the animals on the mobile floating above my head. The lullabies had stopped playing. I adjusted my eyes and noticed the bars on the crib. I was still getting used to sleeping in a crib but as I sat up, I felt calm and comforted knowing that the crib was protecting me. The dummy had fallen out of my mouth and into the bedsheets somewhere. As I looked around the nursery, I felt slightly nervous. I had been so tired that morning that I probably wasn’t thinking straight. In my emotional state earlier, I had accepted my role as Christina’s ‘baby’ without giving it much thought and hadn’t questioned any of her rules. I started to wonder if I had made a hasty decision. It wasn’t long before my movement had alerted Christina that I was awake. She entered the nursery. ‘Hi baby’, she beamed and opened the curtains, ‘how did you sleep?’ ‘Really well, thank you Auntie’, I replied whilst adjusting to the sunlight. Christina leaned over the side of the crib to look down at me. The warm smile on her face seemed to immediately put me at ease and I felt safe knowing that she was looking after me. Maybe I had made the right decision after all. She then let down the side of the crib. As I climbed out, I felt Christina stick two fingers inside one of the leg holes of my nappy and felt around. She then leaned over and stretched open the back of the nappy to inspect it. Once she was satisfied, we headed downstairs. I blushed at having Christina check my nappy but felt even more embarrassed when I realised that there was always a chance that I could be wet or messy. As we walked into the living room, I was allowed to do some colouring whilst Christina began to make dinner. I was presented with a large colouring book full of animals. I started to colour in a picture of a bunny rabbit. I hadn’t really coloured anything in since I was at school but surprisingly, I forgot just how much I enjoyed it. I made sure to use lots of different colours and actually started to feel pretty proud of myself at how well I had coloured in the picture. After a while, Christina walked in from the kitchen. ‘Are you ready for some din dins?’ she asked, ‘we’re having hot dogs’. ‘Yes please’, I replied before holding up my picture, ‘look what I did Auntie’ ‘Aw well done sweetie’, she cheered, ‘that looks fantastic’. It was strange at just how happy and proud I felt to show off my colouring. I followed Christina into the kitchen ready for dinner. As I walked over to the dining table, there were four seats to choose from. ‘Where shall I sit?’ I asked. Christina thought for a second before a big grin appeared on her face. ‘I wonder’, she muttered to herself before walking over to the other side of the kitchen. I wasn’t sure what was happening until she returned. My jaw dropped open as she placed a highchair down at the side of the table. ‘W…what’s that?’ I asked although I already knew the answer. ‘It’s my niece’s highchair’, she giggled, ‘I have a funny feeling that you might be able to fit inside it.’ I looked at it and it seemed a little small. Christina opened up the tray and patted the seat. ‘Hop in’, she smiled. I felt silly attempting to get inside of it but with the help of Christina, I managed to get comfortable on the seat. She strapped me in before reattaching the tray. ‘Perfect’, Christina said clapping her hands in delight. I must admit that although it felt a little bit snug, it wasn’t uncomfortable. I was surprised that my feet were actually off the ground and I began to gently swing my legs back and forth. Chirstina came over and attached the bib from earlier around my neck before putting a plastic plate on the tray. It was some hotdogs although they had been cut up into little pieces. I didn’t have any cutlery but figured that I didn’t need them with hotdogs. She also put a fresh bottle of juice next to my plate. I was kind of getting fed up with juice but politely accepted it. Christina then sat down at the table with her food. ‘Eat up sweetie’, she said. I picked up a piece of hot dog and began eating it. It tasted delicious and I hungrily began to tuck into my dinner. It felt awkward at first but after a while, I didn’t mind sitting in a highchair. It was actually quite fun being up so high and I continued swinging my legs around as I ate. Occasionally, I would take a few sips of juice from my baby bottle. Christina looked up and smiled. I smiled back and realised that I was giving Christina the opportunity to look after and care for someone. It made me feel good inside knowing that she was enjoying this experience just as much as me. After finishing the last piece of hotdog, I sat and waited patiently in the highchair whilst Christina finished her food. I began to gently swing my legs again and realised that I was actually enjoying being in the highchair. The bib felt a bit unnecessary and I would have preferred a can of pop over a bottle of juice, but overall, I had really enjoyed my dinner. As it turned out, it wasn’t over yet. Christina stood up after finishing her food and walked over to the highchair. ‘Good boy’, she cooed as she looked down at my empty plate, ‘I think you’ve earned yourself some dessert’. I finished off the last of my juice as Christina began preparing dessert. After a few minutes she brought over a plastic bowl and spoon and placed it on the tray. ‘Do you like chocolate mousse?’ she asked. My eyes widened in delight and I nodded my head enthusiastically. ‘Yes Auntie’, I replied. I hadn’t had chocolate mousse in a long time and it looked delicious. Christina suddenly grabbed the spoon and scooped up a generous amount of chocolate mousse. ‘Open wide sweetie’, she smiled before guiding the spoons towards my lips. Naturally, I opened my mouth and accepted it. Although it tasted great, it felt a little strange to have Christina feeding me. ‘Can I feed myself’ I asked. ‘Open up for the next one’, she replied whilst completely ignoring me. As the next spoonful headed towards me, I once again accepted it. I quickly realised that Christina was going to feed me the whole dessert whether I wanted her to or not. I opened my mouth and ate spoonful after spoonful until I finally cleared the bowl. ‘Well done, Jake’, cheered Christina. ‘Erm…thanks’, I replied awkwardly. She then took my bowl over to the counter and briefly left the room. I wonder where she had gone until she returned carrying a pack of baby wipes. She walked over to the highchair and pulled out a baby wipe. I could do nothing but since there as she began wiping my hands and mouth with the wipe, ensuring that I was clean. I didn’t think that I had any food around my mouth but I allowed her to continue cleaning me until she was satisfied. The bib was then taken off of me and Christina helped me out of the highchair. I was allowed to go back to my colouring whilst she began washing the dishes. I began to colour in a picture of a kitten. As I rummaged through the coloured crayons, it suddenly dawned on me just how much I was enjoying myself. The colouring made me feel happy inside and the thick padding of the nappy between my legs reminded me of why I was doing all of this in the first place. Initially, I had only wanted to wear nappies again but I began to wonder if maybe I was enjoying the other babyish experiences just as much. After colouring another two pictures, I felt a familiar urge to pee. This time however, I felt a lot less pressure about wetting myself as I had already done it twice before. What made it even easier was the fact that Christina expected me to use my nappy for all my toileting needs. I closed my eyes and tried to relax. My bladder was very well trained and so I found myself really focusing and concentrating on peeing. It took a few minutes but eventually I felt a little trickle inside of my nappy. Suddenly, a steady stream of pee began to fill my nappy once again. The familiar warmth mixed with the relief in my bladder made for a pleasant experience. It felt so naughty but so comforting at the same time. Just as I had finished peeing, Christina walked in and announced that it was time for my bath. I couldn’t see the time but it felt a little early for a bath. Nevertheless, I followed her upstairs with my wet nappy sagging between my legs. We entered the bathroom where Christina began filling the bathtub. She then turned around and began undoing my nappy. As she pulled it away, she instantly saw the big yellow stain inside. I could feel myself blushing. ‘Aw bless’, she cooed, ‘looks like you were ready for a bath’. I waited patiently while the bathtub filled up. Strangely, I didn’t feel awkward standing naked next to Christina. It almost felt natural. Once the bath was full of bubbles, Christina helped me in. The water was just the right temperature and I instantly felt relaxed. ‘Does that feel nice?’ smiled Christina as she noticed the look of comfort on my face. ‘Yes Auntie’, I nodded. She picked up a washcloth and began gently cleaning me. It felt odd having somebody wash me but I couldn’t help but smile as the warm water covered my skin. I sat obediently in the bathtub as Christina continued to wash me and made sure that everywhere was clean. I flinched slightly as she moved on to my more delicate areas. As she cleaned around my genitals, I could feel myself becoming slightly aroused. However, Christina either didn’t seem to notice or chose to ignore it and continued washing me. Eventually, she was satisfied that I was clean. ‘There we go’, she cooed, ‘one nice clean baby’. ‘Yay’, I giggled, ‘thank you Auntie’. Christina giggled back and gently splashed me, making me laugh even more. ‘Does baby like that?’ she chuckled and splashed me again. I nodded and splashed her back. For a few moments, we were splashing each other and it felt like heaven. I couldn’t remember the last time I had been so happy. After we finished playing our little splashing game, Christina looked down at her clothes which were looking pretty wet. ‘Ooh dear’, she said grinning, ‘look at the state of my top’. I watched as she took off her top and began wiping herself down with a towel. It felt slightly weird seeing her in a bra but it was nice to know that she felt comfortable around me. ‘Oh my goodness’, Christina exclaimed, ‘even my bra is soaked’. ‘Sorry’, I apologised. ‘Don’t be silly’, she smiled, ‘no need to apologise’. Before I could say anything else, Christina began undoing her bra. Shen the removed her bra, exposing her breasts. I suddenly felt very shy and did my best to ignore them. However, once again I could feel myself beginning to get aroused again. ‘Can I get out now please?’ I asked trying to avoid the awkwardness. ‘Of course’, replied Christina. As she helped me out of the bath, Christina leant in and wrapped a towel around my body. Her breasts were inches from my face as she began to dry my body. I had never seen a pair of breasts this close up before and I started to blush awkwardly as I felt my erection getting bigger. I tried to focus as hard as I could on anything apart from Christina as she finished drying me. We made our way back into the nursery where I was instructed to lie down on the changing table. As I lay down, Christina removed the towel, exposing my huge erection. ‘Wow’, exclaimed Christina, ‘someone’s a big boy this evening’. ‘I’m really sorry’, I said as I felt myself dying from embarrassment. ‘I don’t think we’ll be able to get your nappy on with that thing there’, she replied shaking her head. I closed my eyes, hoping to calm my body down. However, as I opened my eyes, my erection was still the centre of attention. Christina smiled, ‘hang on a minute’. She walked out of the room before returning a few minutes later wearing a new top. With her breasts now covered up, my erection finally started to calm itself down. ‘I thought that was probably the issue’, giggled Christina. ‘I’m so sorry’, I apologised again, ‘it’s just…I’ve never seen…’ ‘It’s alright’, she replied, ‘you may be my baby but you still have the body of a twenty-one-year-old. It’s only natural’. I felt myself blushing again. However, Christina said no more and proceeded to slide a clean nappy underneath me. After carefully rubbing in some baby powder, she pulled the nappy over my genitals and taped it into place. ‘There we go’, she cooed, ‘all ready for beddie bies’. ‘Thank you, Auntie’, I replied, having calmed myself down a bit. Christina helped me off the changing table and led me over to the crib in the corner of the nursery. Having had a nap earlier, I wasn’t feeling tired in the slightest. I had learnt now though that Christina was in charge and I needed to follow her rules. I reluctantly climbed into the crib and allowed Christina to tuck me in. She discovered the dummy that had been hiding under the duvet from earlier and picked it up. She popped the dummy into my mouth before pulling the slide of the crib up and locking it into place. I began gently sucking on my dummy as Christina closed the curtains and wound up the crib mobile. The familiar sound of lullabies filled the room once again. Christina then leant into the crib and took my dummy out. She gave me a gentle kiss on my lips before returning the dummy. ‘Night night pumpkin’, she whispered before leaving the room. It had been many years since somebody had kissed me on the lips and I suddenly felt my erection returning. I tried my best to ignore it and closed my eyes in an attempt to drift off. However, as I closed my eyes, all I could see were Christina’s breasts starting back at me. I gently stroked the outside of my nappy as I felt my erection getting harder. It felt wrong but no matter how hard I tried to stop, all I could think about were her breasts and the kiss that she had given me. I placed my hand on the front of my nappy and began massaging it gently. It felt amazing. I sucked harder on my dummy and began to pretend that it was Christina’s breast. I rubbed the front of my nappy faster and faster as my imagination continued to run wild. Suddenly, my body tensed up and I moaned with delight as I began having an orgasm. It was an incredible feeling. My dummy muffled my moans of pleasure as I wriggled about in the crib. Eventually, a wave of relaxation washed over me and I let my hand flop down to the side. I felt so naughty and dirty. I instantly fell asleep from exhaustion with a big smile on my face.

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Yes, on a purely logical level. But on an emotional level, they may not be thinking that way. Yes, Paul has plausible deniability. But imagine how the kids at his school would pounce on him even more if they saw that. "Not only is this guy in a diaper with a pacifier, but look: he enjoys acting like an actual baby." Paul's already struggling to go back (we have no clue if he'll actually do the play), that could be another nail in the coffin. And it's worse: if she posts it with his face, it's something that would follow him wherever, so it might have a dramatic influence on his college choices, and the voiceover career. People who search for him won't care that it wasn't consentual, and won't know that it wasn't his norm. They won't give him the chance to explain. And if she were to post it on something like a porn website, Harley could say it was roleplay, and make it so that people think that this is something that makes Paul get off. And once the video is out there, it can't be put back. She wouldn't need to keep the drugs in the video. If she were doing it for blackmail, those would certainly be removed. This story has been a lot on my mind since Sunday, because I'm really concerned about Paul now, and I don't see any good outcomes being possible right now.

I don't know how it works in America, but 14 is the age of consent in Italy.

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