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After far too long (Sorry!) finally, an update to the story. It has been about three months since I last worked on this story and I wanted to apologise for the long break. I mentioned the reasons for it a little earlier in this thread and whilst I'm still struggling with a lot of things, I still love writing and I still love this story and providing a small amount of entertainment for all of you who read the story! I will do my best to make sure updates are faster and hopefully my renewed interest in writing continues. I am more open to commissions as well at the moment so if anyone is interested in having a story written for them send me a message and we can discuss it. I hope you all enjoy the first part of the next chapter and, as always, any compliments, criticisms or complaints are welcomed in the comments Enjoy... Chapter 21 – Sleepovers The short waddle to the car was a strange experience for Nick. He felt quite uncomfortable as he awkwardly walked away from the elevator but at the same time he couldn’t help but giggle a little at what he had done. He knew how infantile it had been, how he had embarrassed himself on purpose to shut the annoying people up and yet he felt strangely proud of it. He was too timid to speak up and just tell the women to shut up, messing his nappy in such a way had seemed like the best method of stopping them from talking. Sarah was lost in thought on the way back to the car. She could hardly believe what her husband had done, it was hard for Sarah to know whether she should find what Nick had done funny or whether she should be angry that her husband had been so obvious and rude. The two women in the elevator were certainly annoying Sarah as much as they were annoying Nick but she almost felt like she should chastise her husband for being so rude. She certainly didn’t want to encourage that kind of behaviour; she didn’t mind Nick being embarrassed but she didn’t want to be embarrassed by him! As they reached the car Sarah opened the backdoor and awkwardly helped to lift Nick into the enlarged child seat. She looked around and saw that they were practically alone in that area of the car park and, from the smell, she was very grateful of that fact. Nick’s stinky mess would certainly be no secret to anyone passing nearby. Nick gently lowered himself into the seat and grimaced as he felt the hot and sticky mess spread even further around his nappy. The soaked and dirty padding had taken a beating and Nick was grudgingly impressed that it had managed to hold everything. Neither Sarah nor Nick said anything as Sarah buckled her husband into the seat. The elation of a victory was slipping away now and as Sarah closed the door and walked around to the driving seat. The air in the car quickly began to sour and Nick recoiled slightly from his own smell. Every slight shift in his weight coated a new area of his nappy in his excrement and he felt intensely uncomfortable. He was rather forcefully reminded of how much of a toddler he was acting, of how much his stock and confidence had fallen. Sarah quickly filled the boot of the car with all the shopping she had done, Nick craned his head around and looked at his wife who was had that clear expression on her face of someone who had smelt a very unpleasant smell. The driver’s door opened and, a second later, Sarah stepped into the car. Without a word she turned the engine on and reversed out of the parking spot. Sarah drove down out of the multi-storey car park in silence, her only concession being to wind down her window to let some fresh air in. It hadn’t taken long for the smell of the very used nappy to fill the air and the pungent odour soon seemed to almost be choking the occupants of the vehicle. Nick, sat helplessly in his car seat, could only blush in silence as the smell of his nappy enveloped him and his wife. He felt himself tear up through humiliation but he willed himself to not cry, he couldn’t get the image out of his head of a toddler with a dirty nappy needing a change. He didn’t want to start wailing like a baby and proving that this demeaning treatment was necessary. The car slowed as it reached the exit of the car park. There was a very bored man in a little booth in front of the barrier that collected the tickets of people leaving the car park. The man was on the older side and looked like he was approaching retirement, slumped forward with his head propped up with his hands, the man looked like he wanted to be anywhere else. Nick empathised with that feeling as the car rolled to a stop in front of the window. “Ticket.” The older man said in a bored voice. Nick cringed and tried to sink into his raised car seat. He was certain he was very clearly visible, if the car park attendant even glanced his way he would get quite the surprise. Sarah handed the ticket to the attendant with a smile. She acted as if any mother with a toddler in the back would act. Sarah watched as the attendant took the ticket and fed it into a machine which quickly flashed up how much she owed. “That’ll be…” The man started in the same bored tone of voice as before. The man’s eyes slowly opened wide and his jaw dropped. The furrowed brow revealed a man trying to work out what he was looking at in the back seat of the car. Nick watched as the ticket inspector did a quick double take. Nick quickly looked down, he knew that even though his nappy was hidden under his shorts that the smell wasn’t and neither was the obvious car seat he was strapped into. “I think it is £3, isn’t it?” Sarah asked. She rooted around in her purse for spare change and pretended that she didn’t notice that the man was staring at her infantilised husband. “Y-Yes Ma’am.” The attendant said softly, unable to take his eyes off of Nick. Sarah held out the money to hand it to the employee but found the older gentleman was so distracted that he didn’t even notice. She couldn’t help but smile at the shocked look on his face as she followed his gaze to her humiliated husband. “Sorry about him. He had an accident and we need to get him home.” Sarah said casually but loudly. She saw Nick visibly wince out of the corner of her eye but didn’t react. The man was still just staring open-mouthed at Nick, he gave no indication as to having heard Sarah as he continued his unabashed staring. Sarah found it quite amusing but was becoming increasingly aware of traffic building up behind her, plus the smell was getting overbearing and she really wanted to get home and get Nicky out of the disgusting nappy he was sitting in. “Ahem!” Sarah loudly and dramatically cleared her throat. The car park attendant finally snapped back to reality. He shook his head slightly and turned to face Sarah again, his mouth was still hanging open partially and he looked from Sarah’s face to her hand full of money. It seemed to take him a few seconds to remember who he was and what he was supposed to be doing. “Oh… Yes… £3. Thank you, ma’am.” He slowly said as he accepted the money and pressed the button to lift the barrier. As Sarah thanked him and drove past the open barrier Nick could feel the attendant staring at him until they were all the way out of sight and down the road. Nick breathed a deep sigh of relief as the car hurried down the road. He knew it wouldn’t be too long until he got home, it wouldn’t be a moment too soon either as the nappy that Nick was sitting in was absolutely gross. The little bumps in the road all caused the mess to spread further and with every inch of clean skin getting covered it made Nick feel worse and worse. By the time the car pulled into the driveway, Nick was desperate to get out of the car and out of his underwear. He was shocked he hadn’t leaked since it felt like his entire nappy area was coated in his own excrement, he was very grateful that the nappy had held up though because he knew that if it didn’t it would only lead to more issues for him. “Come on then.” Sarah said as she unbuckled her husband from the large child seat and gingerly helped him to step out of the car. Nick noticed that she seemed hesitant to touch him and he could hardly blame her, he felt disgusting. As he stood up, Nick felt his nappy stick to him unpleasantly. He grimaced as he took a couple of wide-legged steps towards the house, Nick had no idea if neighbours were watching his walk of shame since his mind was totally preoccupied with getting himself up to his bedroom for a change. A clean and dry nappy at that moment sounded like heaven. As soon as Sarah turned the key in the lock of the front door, Nick pushed it open and awkwardly headed up the stairs. “Go to your room and wait for me.” Sarah said authoritatively as she turned to go out to the car and bring in the shopping. “Where else am I going to go…” Nick muttered under his breath as he stomped up the stairs. In Nick’s mind it was true. Where else was he going to go? The thought never entered his mind that he would head to the bathroom or clean himself up, it wasn’t even an option to Nick to clean himself up. He never considered that he didn’t really require his wife for everything, he just obediently trooped up to his bedroom and stood in the middle of the childish space. His legs were rather tired from walking around the shopping centre but he avoided sitting down, he did not want to make the mess any worse. The smell was awful. Nick could barely stand his own stench and waddled over to the far side of the room to throw the window open. The fresh air tasted delicious to the messy man as he waited for Sarah to put the shopping away and come upstairs. He quietly cursed under his breath when a couple of minutes passed and he was still left sticking his head out of the window and gulping as much fresh air as possible. “Come on…” Nick said a little louder than he had planned. What could be taking Sarah so long? Nick reached back with one of his hands and gently touched the rear of his shorts. He grimaced when he felt the lumpy mess that was coating his bottom. When Nick prodded his finger against his padded area he felt the bulging backside and quickly withdrew his hand. “I know, Jack…” Nick suddenly stopped his self-examination has he heard Sarah’s voice just outside the front door. She was talking in a hushed voice but it still carried upstairs. Nick presumed she hadn’t noticed that he had opened the bedroom window and so thought she was alone. Nick waddled closer to the window and carefully peered out, he tried to silence the crinkling that accompanied him as he looked down at his wife. Sarah was sat on the porch with her mobile phone held against her head. She was looking out towards the car and giggling as she talked to someone. Nick felt an innate naughtiness at eavesdropping on his wife but turned his head so his ear pointed down and listened to the conversation below. “I know!” Sarah said with a barely audible giggle. Nick frowned in frustration, every time the wind rustled the trees or a car passed by he found the conversation below was drowned out and he strained even harder to hear the conversation. “No, he needed to go badly for a long time but held it all the way back to the elevator.” Sarah continued, “Then, just when I thought he would get back to the car, he messed himself right in front of these two annoying women. It was actually quite cute, like he was sticking up for me after one bumped into me.” Nick couldn’t help but feel his heart flutter slightly at Sarah saying he was cute, though the embarrassing scene from that morning being shared with other people caused him some trepidation. Nick knew she was talking to Jack again which was one of the main reasons he felt the need to eavesdrop. Without a second thought, Nick relaxed his bladder and felt a warm liquid spread around his nappy. He hoped he wouldn’t leak but he wasn’t going to take the blame if he did, Sarah should have been straight up here and changing him! “Oh no, I’m fine. Just got shoved into a corner a little bit.” Sarah continued, “Not on purpose or anything, just a couple of loud assholes.” There was a pause where Nick assumed Jack was talking. The silence was broken a few seconds later by Sarah’s high pitched laugh. “You should have seen their faces!” Sarah said through the giggles, “They had looks on their faces like… Well, like someone had just pooped in front of them!” Nick scowled as his wife broke into a renewed fit of laughter. He couldn’t believe his wife would be broadcasting his embarrassing life to other people so brazenly and publicly. “It’s the day after tomorrow that we have our plans isn’t it?” Sarah asked when her laughter had died down. Nick’s eyes flew wide as he wondered what his wife could be planning. Whatever it was, if it involved Jack, Nick knew it wouldn’t be a nice surprise for him. Absentmindedly, Nick reached back and tried to scratch his rear. The messy nappy was starting to get exceedingly itchy now and Nick was frustrated that he couldn’t stop the irritation. “What have I got planned for Nick that day?” Sarah said, clearly repeating something Jack had asked, “Oh that is all planned. Nick will…” Right at that moment a truck drove by in the otherwise quiet street and drowned out the rest of the sentence. Nick cursed this stroke of bad luck as the truck drove past and, try as he might, he couldn’t hear anything Sarah said. “… No doubt Nick will be learning some new things.” Sarah finished mischievously when the trucks noise died away. Nick scowled in frustration. He was now intensely curious as to the plans for him but he knew he couldn’t ask about them, if Sarah knew he had been eavesdropping he knew he would not like the consequences. “Anyway, I will speak to you soon. I need to go upstairs and sort out Mr. Messy Pants.” Sarah said with a laugh. Knowing that she would soon be up to check on him, Nick slowly and quietly closed the window and moved back towards the changing table. It was not long until he started to hear footsteps coming up the stairs and as the bedroom door opened, Nick sighed in relief. No matter what was planned for him, at least he would get out of this disaster of a diaper! Sarah hummed a happy tune as she lifted Nick up wordlessly and deposited him on the changing table. As Nick sat on the edge of the table before lying down he instinctively winced a little but, with his nappy already in such a state, he barely even noticed the squashing of his rear and the further expansion of the mess covering his backside. Nick laid back and Sarah quickly pulled off his clothes to reveal the scene of destruction that was Nick’s underwear. “Woah… Going to need a hazmat suit for this one!” Sarah joked. Nick failed to see the humour in this situation and as he watched Sarah laugh he contemplated complaining that if she had changed him promptly like a good mommy would that he wouldn’t be in such a way. Of course, there was no way he could say anything like that and basically admitting he needed Sarah to change him. Even if he could physically do it himself he knew, even if he didn’t want to admit it, that he was mentally incapable of changing himself. There was just no way he would allow himself to risk Sarah’s wrath even if it meant being more comfortable. Sarah opened the nappy and grimaced when she saw the contents. Grabbing a handful of wipes, she began the process of cleaning her husband. As much as Sarah loved the control, messy nappies were not particularly fun to change. It took several minutes of wiping to make any progress and the smell in the room was undeniably bad. At this point Nick had been in his messy pants for so long that the smell had disappeared into the background a little bit. He didn’t realise it but he was getting used to the smell of his own bowel movements. “There we go…” Sarah finally said five minutes later as she inspected Nick’s backside, “Looks like that is all of it.” She dumped the wipes and used diaper in the trashcan near the door and quickly pulled out a new nappy. In a well-practiced routine, Sarah lifted Nick’s legs and placed the new plastic disposable underneath him. Lowering him down she pulled the front of the nappy up over Nick’s tool, which she noted with some satisfaction had begun to stiffen a little, and taped the infantile underwear tightly and securely around his waist. Sarah lifted Nick off of the change table having barely said a single word to him. Nick was actually pleased for the silence since he was sure the only comments he would have received would have been negative. He would like to have heard about the plans for him regarding Sarah’s meet up with Jack, but Nick couldn’t ask about it without revealing he had been eavesdropping. Sarah walked Nick over towards his makeshift crib and lifted him into the baby bed before promptly lifting the rails up leaving Nick, naked except for his new nappy, locked into his little cell. Nick wasn’t surprised that he was being expected to nap bearing in mind it had been normal for the last few days and, to Nick’s slight annoyance, he found himself yawning as his body expected sleep. Once Nick was safely in the crib, Sarah turned to exit the room. The only words she said was that she would see him in an hour leaving Nick completely in the dark about future plans. When Sarah closed the door behind her, Nick was left laying alone and as he closed his eyes his mind wandered to what might be coming in his near future. --- Nick wasn’t sure how long had passed when he was awoken by the sound of his bedroom door opening. Judging by the sun outside it hadn’t been very long but his naps rarely were. He slowly sat up in the bed accompanied by the crinkling which had been following him everywhere since this ordeal had begun. Rubbing his eyes, Nick looked through the bars as Sarah came walking across the room. “Gosh, this room stinks.” Sarah said quietly as she reached the bars, “We are going to have to sort out your nappy bin.” Nick didn’t reply as he waited for the side of his crib to be lowered. Rubbing his eyes and yawning again, Nick jumped when he suddenly felt a hand on the bottom of his nappy, the hand prodded and pushed the padding against his body. “Hmm, wet already?” Sarah’s voice had a combination of surprise and condescension as she looked through the bars at her sleepy husband, “Asleep for only an hour but already wetting yourself.” Nick looked down at his nappy that was indeed wet, he did a kind of mental shrug. There was nothing he could do about it after all, he had trouble staying dry at night, that was how this whole thing started. If he was to be in nappies all the time he wished she would stop acting so surprised when he used them. As Sarah stepped on the release lever and slowly allowed the bars to descend she worked hard to keep a completely straight face. As usual, her husband’s lack of control proved to be exciting for her. His growing reliance on his nappies and on her was just what she had hoped would happen, she felt a growing swell of power every time she found Nick in a used nappy. Nick slowly scooted over to the edge of the toddler bed and dropped to his feet. He stood unsteadily for a few seconds before Sarah came back with an afternoon outfit for him to wear. “I think this would look absolutely adorable on you!” Sarah exclaimed as she brought the clothes over. Nick remained silent but couldn’t disagree more. What he was looking at was an outfit he had seen toddlers wear but never something for an adult, the fact this even existed was a shock to Nick. The outfit was like a toddler’s sailor outfit but, just like everything else, sized up for a fully grown adult. The shirt was navy blue with thin white stripes going across it horizontally, the shorts were white and small with a picture of an anchor on the rear end and the clothes were completed by a little sailor’s cap with a strap that seemed designed to keep it strapped to the head of whatever unfortunate soul would have to be in it. Nick allowed himself to be placed into the clothes without complaint. The way Nick saw it, as long as they were staying at home, who cared what he was wearing over his nappy. He assumed after the torment of the morning that they wouldn’t be heading out again. Remembering the morning before his nap, Nick was suddenly reminded of the phone conversation he had eavesdropped on. Nick tried to think of a way he could bring it up with his wife to talk about but there didn’t seem to be a good way for the topic to come up. Nick had slowly slipped to the point where he knew he was no longer an equal partner in the relationship, he feared making Sarah angry or upset when she had so much power over him. Nick followed his wife downstairs and into the living room where he saw the playpen set up for him. Sarah held the gate open and, with a sigh of resignation, Nick walked into the fenced in area and sat down on the cushion in the middle of the space. He looked around at the various toys and activities with a sceptical eye, he hoped he wouldn’t have to be in here long because these infantile activities were beyond boring for him. “I have a special treat for you.” Sarah said with a smile down at her adorable husband. Nick looked up in interest. He was unsure if he should look forward to any surprises his wife had for them when they were almost always bad. He couldn’t help being hopeful though. “You have been pretty good recently. The way you tried to protect me in the elevator today, although it was misguided, was really sweet.” Sarah smiled and turned towards the couch, “I bet the toys and things in there are pretty boring for you aren’t they?” Nick nodded his head quickly. He would do anything for something that could occupy his time. “Well then, why don’t you have an afternoon with this.” Sarah said. She walked over to the table and picked up her laptop and carried it over to the playpen. With a big smile she opened the gate and placed it carefully inside. Nick looked at it in awe. It had been so long since he had been given access to a computer that he had started to believe he would never be able to use one again. He eagerly crawled over to it, his large padded rear swaying as he scurried across the carpet. “I will be doing dinner in a few hours.” Sarah said as she closed the playpen and started walking towards the kitchen, “You can do whatever you like with the laptop until then.” Nick didn’t know where to start. It had been so long since he had been allowed on a computer that he had a long list of what he wanted to do. He started by loading up the internet and browsing some of his online forums. He caught up on everything he had missed in the world, it was amazing how much time he had to devote to just catching up on current events. He had never even noticed that with everything that had happened in the last few weeks, he had completely lost track of all the things he normally took an interest in. Games, music and especially sports had barely crossed his mind since this all began, now he had a chance to catch up on everything he had missed. Once he had finished checking his usual online hangouts, Nick was shocked to see that he only had half an hour of computer time left. He wondered what he should do before his time with the laptop was taken away. Then his mind went to the one place all male’s minds tend to go when bored and with internet access. Porn. Nick turned so that the screen faced away from the doorway to the kitchen where his wife was. It served the dual purpose of hiding what he was looking at from his wife and also allowing him some warning for when she was coming in to the room. He knew he shouldn’t look at this stuff and he was fairly sure he wouldn’t be able to pleasure himself without being caught but he was so starved sexually, he couldn’t help himself. Heading to the search bar he started typing “adult” and then stopped in confusion. The search bar showed a drop down menu that autocompleted recent searches from this laptop that started with the word “adult.” Nick looked around the room conspiratorially as if expecting someone to jump out at him. The room was silent, the only sounds in the house came from the kitchen and the occasional clang of a pot or pan. Nick looked back at the screen and read the search terms that had been made from this computer recently. “Adult Baby”, “Adult Baby Pictures”, “Adult Baby Stories” and “Adult Baby Forums.” Nick recognised the “Adult Baby” term. He had seen it on the television, it was a label for those adults who liked parading around in nappies and playing baby games. George had talked with Nick about it a little bit since he seemed to enjoy it. He had been very curious about the world his wife had forced him into but he had no way to research it. Finally, he had a way to look through the window. Scrolling down to “Adult Baby Forums”, Nick clicked and was taken to a page full of search results for forums full of people who liked to wear nappies. Nick was shocked at how many existed, this lifestyle seemed to be more popular than he had expected, it looked like there were thousands of people enjoying it. It was quite confusing to Nick how anyone could want to wear nappies or act like babies, after the last few weeks he would have given anything to never have to act that way again. Seeing a link that was a different colour from the rest which indicated that the link had been visited, Nick clicked on the same link and was taken to a very active forum. He scrolled up and down the page quickly to see all kinds of topics ranging from people who wanted to make themselves incontinent to people arguing over which nappy was the best. There was even a section for family and friends to ask questions about this lifestyle. Nick found all of the information overwhelming and he found himself becoming increasingly resentful that people were actively asking for the horrible life he had. It was just something he could not understand at all. Just before Nick was planning to leave the forum and look elsewhere he found his eyes drawn to the top right of the page. Nick saw a name and a picture that made him pause. The name was “MummySarah” and the picture was of a woman in leather bondage gear. Nick realised that Sarah must have set her profile on this website to log in automatically and forgotten about it, or at least assumed Nick wouldn’t find it. Nick bit his lip. He knew that he shouldn’t look at what his wife was posting or messages she had sent but the curiosity was difficult to ignore. He looked around again and was satisfied he was still alone. This would be snooping, almost spying, on his wife but he had to see what she had been saying to people. There may be clues as to what she has planned in the future, maybe it will hold the key to Nick regaining his independence. Nick clicked on the name and looked at previous posts made from the account. Most were innocuous, she seemed to have made some friends on the website and a lot of the posts were just her asking for advice on some small stuff and contributing to other threads. His wife’s introductory post was very interesting though. “Hi everyone, new here and new to the scene.” Sarah’s post began, “I have a bit of a strange situation at home. My husband lost his job and started wetting the bed on the same day. I wouldn’t have minded so much except he didn’t clean up after himself and left it for me to find. As a result, I started putting him in nappies. To cut a long story short we have quickly ended up in a position where I am in complete control. My husband no longer uses the toilet and he relies on me for everything. Looking forward to getting to know you.” Nick blushed as he read the post and realised that his wife was telling strangers about their strange home life. He scrolled through the posts and saw a bunch of welcoming posts and posts from fellow people into the ABDL scene. Nick found himself shocked at the sheer amount of information that Sarah had happily handed over. He felt betrayed that Sarah would go behind his back and tell a bunch of strangers his most intimate secrets. It was all quite interesting for Nick but none of it helped him out all that much. Nick was looking for information about what might be coming, for the most part the information Sarah was sharing was just what she had already done or comments on other people’s posts. Nick was just about to leave the website when he heard the computer make a notification noise along with a pop up that said “QueenMistress has sent you a new message.” Nick suddenly realised his wife’s inbox on the website had a bunch of personal correspondence and he had a chance to read what she wouldn’t tell the rest of the forum. There could be clues about where this was all going, perhaps a message or some indication about what the end game was for this seemingly never ending punishment. Clicking on the little envelope icon, Nick saw a whole bunch of messages and began scrolling through them. A surprising number of them appeared to be from desperate guys asking Sarah to be their Mummy. Nick scowled at these people for trying to pick up his wife and he quickly scrolled past them. The next messages were a back and forth between Sarah and “QueenMistress”, Nick clicked on the conversation with a slightly shaking hand and started to read the long list of replies the two had exchanged. The first messages were basic messages about getting to know each other but Nick quickly noticed the mood of the posts changed when this Mistress started asking Sarah about Nick. Sarah told this anonymous person all the details and stories of what had happened and the two of them shared some jokes about the situation. It was as Nick hurried past the jokes at his expense that he saw the Mistress had begun to give Sarah advice for where to go from here. Nick’s wide eyes scanned the messages quickly as he saw all kinds of ideas being shared between the two of them. He saw one post where the Mistress asked Sarah for a picture, Nick was glad that none had been taken until he scrolled down and found Sarah had sent this woman a picture of Nick asleep in his crib! His nappy was wet and exposed and was now online. Nick felt himself shaking through a combination of anger and fear. How exposed was he? Where had Sarah been sharing information about him and how could she do that without his permission? In a rage, Nick started typing an expletive laden response to MistressQueen’s last message where he was giving her a stern telling off and making it clear that she should never contact Sarah again. His hand was just hovering over the send button when he suddenly heard the sound of someone clearing their throat behind him. Nick froze and felt his nappy suddenly warm up again as his bladder reacted to the shock by emptying itself. “What do you think you are doing?” Sarah’s voice was stern, it was sharp and it was full of warning. “I… I…” Nick was really angry but under the withering stare of Sarah he started to wilt. His finger still hovered over the send button. “Snooping through my personal mail!” Sarah said with anger as she opened the gate of the playpen, “I give you one little treat and this is how you repay it?” “Why are you talking to people about me online!?” Nick shouted back. Tears formed in his eyes as his emotions threatened to overwhelm him. “What Mummy does and doesn’t do is none of your business.” Sarah hissed back through gritted teeth, “As you probably noticed, you are far from the only person in the world who wears nappies. I was just looking for some advice. I repeat, it is none of your business, baby.” “And you meeting with Jack again is none of my business too, right?” Nick quietly said in an accusing manor. He immediately regretted saying anything. He had exposed that he had listened in on the conversation his wife and Jack shared. He was angry, but letting Sarah know that he had been listening to her private conversations hardly made this situation better. “Eavesdropping on me too!” Sarah shouted angrily, “This is the thanks I get for giving you a little freedom is it?” “It’s not fair!” Nick shouted. He kicked the floor with his foot as he shouted and looked for all the world like a toddler having a tantrum. “I’ll tell you what isn’t fair… What isn’t fair is making me have to watch you 24/7 to stop you doing this kind of stuff.” Sarah hissed back at her husband, “You are treated like you precisely because of this disrespectful behaviour. I thought you were getting better but you appear to have learned nothing.” Sarah took a large and menacing stride towards Nick. She was livid that Nick would break her trust like this. Nick panicked as he saw his wife advancing and he jerked backwards. As he did so, his finger dropped on to the send button and a second later there was a notification that a message had been sent. The hateful message that Nick had typed in rage now travelled through the tubes connecting the internet together and will have arrived on its recipient’s computer seconds later. “What did you just send?” Sarah asked her husband with a note of warning in her voice. “Erm…” Nick replied. Sarah walked up to Nick and picked the laptop to see the horrible message Nick had just sent to one of Sarah’s online friends. Nick watched Sarah with trepidation. He saw her grip on the laptop tighten and her knuckles go white, she even began shaking slightly. Nick had never seen Sarah so upset. He was terrified. “Go to your nursery.” Sarah said barely above a whisper, “Go up there and stay there.” Nick stood up and quickly started following Sarah’s instructions. His crinkling bottom waddled over towards the stairs where he paused to look back at Sarah. “Your punishment will come later. GET TO YOUR NURSERY!” Sarah screamed the last bit causing Nick to yelp and almost run up the stairs and into the nursery. He closed the door, ran over to the crib and huddled behind his blanket. He didn’t know what was coming but he was sure he had just made his life a lot worse. Just as Sarah was giving him some responsibility he had screwed it up again. Sarah was seething. Putting the laptop down, Sarah tried to get her rage under control. She walked to the phone and dialled Kirsty’s number. “Hello?” Kirsty said as she answered the phone. “Hi, it’s Sarah.” Sarah said stiffly, “Is it still fine for Nick to spend the night at yours the day after tomorrow?” “Yeah it’s fine, George is looking forward to it.” Kirsty replied, “What’s up? You sound angry?” “I’ll be fine.” Sarah replied tersely, “I want you to give Nick the full works. No sissy stuff, but I want him to be punished.” Sarah hung up the phone before Kirsty could reply. Walking back into the kitchen, Kirsty at least felt slightly better knowing that Nick would very much regret what he had done soon enough. ---

Just wet yourself whenever possible. It gets easier and easier.

Congrats on starting! <3

Eh?

I would

I have assembled a bunch of abdl clothing over the years

Just learn to enjoy it. Your not hurting anyone, its just an article of clothing that makes you feel good. As you can see by this site...your not alone in your love of diapers.

I was in South Bend Indiana for my Christmas shopping and stopped at a couple Goodwill stores.

I'm sure people will talk, but mommy's are in short supply.

Natalie didn't put her down instead she began gently bouncing the little in her arms and whispering sweet coos in her ear about how she wasn't going to do anything, trying to get Quinn to see her as a source of comfort, fully outfitting accommodations and supplies for a little at this time of night would be near impossible or not without paying top prices, "It's okay sweetie" she said with a final kiss to the forehead before placing her down "If we do the story you will have to get used to being carried though

Here is the next part of the chapter. This could end up as quite a long chapter because I get the feeling this will be a long day for Nick! --- As the door closed and the two women departed, the two men slowly returned their attentions to each other. There was a lot of awkwardness in the room with Nick still feeling very self-conscious. George was happily sucking on his dummy and colouring in the book in front of him. Nick just sat on the spot watching him for a few moments. Somehow he felt even more confused about things than before he arrived. He pulled the pacifier out of his mouth and examined it briefly before putting it down on top of his colouring book. “So how long have you been doing this?” Nick asked. “I’ve liked nappies and stuff for as long as I can remember.” George responded, “Started experimenting with things when I reached 18-years-old and went down the rabbit hole. I met Kirsty online a year or so ago and we have been doing this ever since.” “The dresses were her idea?” Nick asked, he was very curious about his friend and after the ice had been broken he found it increasingly easy to talk to him. “They were originally. When me and Kirsty first started talking and meeting up it was basic BDSM stuff. She would tie me up, whip me, stuff like that.” George paused to laugh as Nick visibly winced, “Then I told her that I liked nappies. We tried that and she really liked the power it gave her. As time went on she brought in more things like the dresses and sissy stuff.” Nick was enthralled by this tale, partly because his experience with kinky people like this was very limited and partly because the way George’s situation escalated sounded very familiar to what Nick had experienced so far. As George was talking, Nick felt a slight rumbling in his gut. He ignored it since it wasn’t very urgent but he did suddenly realise with a pang of anxiety that he hadn’t gone number two that day. “Do you think I look nice?” George asked shyly. He fiddled with some of his frills and blushed slightly. He certainly hoped he looked good, he liked Nick and he wanted to look good for him, he hadn’t told his friend but he had picked this dress out specifically this morning to try and impress Nick. “Yes.” Nick answered without thinking about it. Nick blushed, he felt very strange saying it but it was true, he did think George looked cute. What was he thinking? Another guy being cute? How could he even think such a thing! George giggled and thanked Nick and continued colouring. Nick felt another rumble deep in his gut, this one was a little more urgent and was paired with a slight increase in pressure in his bowels. Nick quickly realised that sooner or later he would need the bathroom. This presented a problem. “George, do you think Kirsty would let me use the bathroom?” Nick asked his new friend. He already suspected the answer but thought it was worth asking. “No.” George said simply, “Mistress Kirsty says the bathroom is not for babies. She keeps it locked.” Nick bit his lip. He knew that Sarah was likely to be here for a while longer and that he would need to evacuate his bowels sooner rather than later. “You really need to go?” George asked Nick. He had put down his crayon and was looking at his friend with a tilted head and a face full of concern. Nick nodded and leant forward with his hands over his tummy. He was grimacing and very distracted. Having a messy nappy was a horrible feeling, having one in front of George at Kirsty’s house was too much to think about. The reality of the situation though was that the horrible thought was going to become a reality and there was nothing that could be done to stop it. “Just use your nappy.” George said with a reassuring smile, “You will feel better afterwards.” Nick knew that what George said was true. He would feel better if he just let it go, but he still hadn’t reached the point where he could just do that wherever and whenever. Nick had never messed his nappy in front of others before, heck, he had only messed himself once at all. He was certainly not prepared to just let himself do it now. Nick continued to clench. Every slightest movement threatened to overwhelm his tenuous control, he crouched on the spot completely motionless, he barely even dared to breathe as he felt his sphincter slowly losing the battle with the mass it was holding back. George scooted around the colouring books on his knees and knelt next to Nick. He saw the pained expressions on his friends face and instantly felt a lot of empathy for him. George remembered back to some of the times where he had been made to do something he didn’t want to. The first time he messed in front of Kirsty was like this, the first time Kirsty took him to the club, there were a hundred times where he had been in Nick’s position. George was so close to Nick now; his dress was brushing against Nick’s side. George slowly lifted his arm and put it around Nick’s shoulders. “It’s OK.” George whispered into Nick’s ear, “It’s OK.” Nick let out a little moan. He felt George’s arm squeeze him slightly in a reassuring way. With a whimper of resignation Nick gave up the fight. He felt a long and solid lump of poo push its way out of his body and into his nappy. When the turd hit the back of the nappy it began to coil and spread as it searched for space. As Nick was now compelled to completely empty himself he moaned again with tears in his eyes and turned to hug George. He just wanted someone to cuddle him and say it was going to be alright. After the first long and firm turd had left him there was a few smaller lumps that rushed out afterwards. They fought with each other for space inside the increasingly full nappy. Nick held his breath and pushed as he clutched George tightly to himself, Nick buried his head between George’s fake breasts and felt a tear fall down his cheek as he tried to force out all of the sticky and stinky mess inside his body. Nick could feel his nappy expanding and changing size as it was forced to accept what Nick was putting into it. He felt like he could feel the back of his nappy pushing out a lot but couldn’t tell if it was his imagination or not. George rocked Nick slightly and whispered “It’s OK” in his ear repeatedly as he clutched his friend. George was extremely excited in his nappy; this was a big turn on for him but he knew for Nick it was tremendously embarrassing. As Nick buried his head between George’s false boobs, George looked over his friends back. He couldn’t see the nappy filling up but just knowing it was happening excited him. The smell was already starting to fill the room as the very earthy odour of a fresh bowel movement leaked slightly through the small gaps between nappy and skin. Nick finally stopped pushing. He felt like everything had been pushed out and he just stayed in his position of kneeling in front of George. He was breathing a little heavily and he felt the horrible stickiness in his nappy, the smell was now filling the room. It seemed like Nick’s dirty nappy was reminding him of what he had just done by filling every sense. George gently moved a hand around Nick and gingerly patted the back of his shorts. The nappy was bulging out in a major way and George very gently patted Nick’s butt before bringing his hand away. He pushed Nick’s face away from his boobs, Nick’s face was red from shame and wet from the tears. George smiled slightly as Nick looked at him and then quickly looked away, he was clearly very embarrassed by what had just happened. “Now, don’t you feel better?” George said quietly. He reached forward and took Nick’s head in his hands and turned his face so they were facing each other. He gently wiped some of the tears away. Nick didn’t know what to say, he didn’t want to move for fear of spreading the awful mess. He looked at George who was being so kind to him, when everyone else had been humiliating him, mocking him or making him feel like he was worth less than them, George was caring and being so kind. Nick felt a lot of strange feelings and emotions. George was looking at Nick at his lowest ebb and he was still showing him such kindness. George leaned forward slightly. He wasn’t sure what he was doing but it just felt like the right thing to do. George just knew that he felt very close to Nick at this moment, he felt a real connection to Nick that he didn’t feel to most other people. Maybe it was just their shared predicament of nappies and regression, maybe there was a deeper thing going on, all George knew was that he felt a tremendous closeness to the man in front of him who had just soiled his pants. Nick really didn’t know what was happening as he saw George leaning towards him. He didn’t move an inch as George leaned closer and closer. It was only when George was inches away that nick realised that George was going to kiss him! Nick had ample opportunity to stop George. He knew he should but he didn’t move, he didn’t utter a word of protest and instead just let George lean right in and give him a kiss on the lips. They only had contact for a second before George pulled away again. Nick wasn’t the only one blushing now as George was a little red in the face as he quickly moved back and looked away. Nick stared for a few seconds before also looking at the floor, he was a flood of different emotions as his brain digested what had happened. “Erm, I’ll get mummy.” George mumbled and he stood up and waddled quickly out of the room leaving Nick alone on the floor in his heavily soiled nappy. Nick noticed something very strange inside his nappy as George waddled out of the room in a hurry. Nick was rock hard! He rapidly became more aware of his surroundings though and he could feel his excitement retreating slightly as the smell and feelings of what he had just done returned following his brief distraction. He looked towards the open doorway and shifted uncomfortably as he wondered who was going to come through the doorway. As Nick came to grip with the embarrassment that was seconds away and was reminded of the slimy stickiness in the back of his nappy he felt his bladder release almost without any conscious decision and he flooded the front to do a thorough job of using the nappy in every way possible. Drip, drip, drip. Nick looked down with wide eyes as he felt a warm feeling running down his leg and heard the sound of liquid dripping on to carpet. “Oh no, oh no, oh no.” Nick repeated to himself as he realised his nappy, which had been so badly abused that morning had finally broken down and as Nick flooded his nappy the urine was finding no room to be absorbed and was pouring out of the sides of the leg bands and running down his legs. He was horrified. Nick heard multiple footsteps on the stairs, on the way up to the nursery. He tried to clench his bladder muscles and stop himself from wetting but he found it impossible to stop the flow. The wet spots around Nick’s feet kept growing until his bladder finished emptying. His piss continued to drip down, his shorts showed the darker wet spots and even though he had finished wetting himself the dripping continued as urine continued to seep out of the drenched nappy. Between the leak and the horrible stinky mess in the back of his nappy Nick felt himself tearing up again and his breath became much more ragged as he started to cry. Standing in a nursery with a soaked and very messy nappy made Nick feel smaller than he thought possible. He was completely frozen to the spot, he wanted to run and hide but like a young toddler he just stood and waited for mummy. “Georgina told us you nee-” Sarah had been talking but as she turned the corner to see Nick and the wet spots he was leaving she stopped in her tracks. “Mummy…” Nick almost whispered between sobs. “Oh my God. Nicky what are you doing!?” Sarah yelled at her husband as she stepped into the room. Kirsty followed Sarah in and George waddled in last of all. All three looked shocked at the state of Nick. “You disgusting little baby.” Sarah said as she stepped up to Nick. Nick cowered as Sarah hurled the hurtful but accurate attack at him. He didn’t have anything to say. There was no defence, Nick couldn’t possibly claim to be an adult now. “Kirsty, I am so sorry for what my baby has done.” Sarah said as she turned to her friend and apologised for the wet spots in the carpet which continued to grow. “This isn’t the first leak in this room.” Kirsty said before looking at George rather pointedly, “It will all come out with a good scrubbing.” Sarah grabbed Nick’s hand and roughly pulled him to the doorway. Kirsty handed her the key to the bathroom and Sarah pulled Nick through to the bathroom. Nick looked back as he was helplessly forced to follow Sarah to see George looking at him with eyes full of sympathy. Eyes which suggested he had experienced a similar situation himself. As he was pulled along he felt every step smearing the mushy poop in the back of his nappy all over himself. Nick was yanked into the bathroom and forced to stand in the middle of the room. “How dare you embarrass me at my friend’s house.” Sarah hissed as she closed the bathroom door behind the pair of them, “Look at the state of you. What do you have to say for yourself?” Nick wondered if there was anything he could say. He considered complaining that if he hadn’t been put in a nappy in the first place that none of this would happen but he knew better than to talk back to Sarah right now. Sarah pushed past Nick who was still snivelling loudly and she turned on the shower. As she waited for the water to warm up she turned back to Nick and pulled his shirt over his head. She followed this by carefully pulling down Nick’s shorts, she was careful because she didn’t want to get any of the leaked liquid on herself. “You stink.” Sarah spat at Nick with venom. Nick visibly winced but couldn’t disagree, he knew he must smell terrible in that nappy. Once Sarah had finished pulling off Nick’s soiled shorts she considered how to tackle the used nappy. She instructed Nick to pull the tapes of the disgustingly used padding and to gently lower it which Nick did very carefully to keep all of the mess inside. Removing the nappy allowed the stench of what had Nick done to escape into the air fully for the first time. Sarah covered her nose as Nick slowly lowered the nappy to the floor. Without a word Sarah pointed to the shower and instructed Nick into the bath tub as the shower attachment rained on him. “Clean yourself up, you filthy child.” Sarah hissed before continuing, her voice dripping in sarcasm, “Or do you need mummy to help you?” Nick shook his head and turned in the shower to allow the warm water to wash off the mess that was coated all of his backside. “Come back to the nursery when you are clean and dry.” Sarah said as she folded up the nappy and grabbed the shorts, her face wrinkled with disgust which caused Nick to blush. Sarah left the room without another word and left Nick to clean himself up. She walked back down the landing to the nursery where she found Kirsty and George. George was bent over with his large padded rear poking up as he scrubbed at the wet spots with a brush and some soap. “You should have let Nicky do this.” Sarah said as she entered the room again, “I am so sorry, I’m so dreadfully embarrassed by what he did.” “Relax, babies will be babies.” Kirsty said putting her hand on her friend’s shoulder. Kirsty felt a breeze and noticed Kirsty had, very wisely, cracked open a window for some fresh air, “If you can watch Georgina for a minute, I’ll dispose of these.” “Thanks a lot and yes, I will keep an eye on your baby girl.” Sarah said. --- After ten minutes or so Nick turned off the shower and stepped over to the towel to dry himself off. As he was rubbing himself dry he caught sight of his image in the mirror, he looked down at his own body and realised that for the first time in quite a while he was alone and naked. His mind immediately went to how sexually frustrated he had been over the last few days, this was a good chance for him to release some of that frustration. He considered reaching down and taking hold of himself. He thought about rubbing himself to give himself the orgasm he had craved for a long time. Nick shook his head and cleared the dirty thoughts from his mind. He couldn’t risk Sarah knowing what he had done, her warning from the changing table still rang in his ears. If he had an orgasm without her permission, he would be in an awful lot of trouble. It was now that Nick realised that Sarah had taken his clothes when she left the room but she hadn’t left anything for him to wear back to the bedroom. Nick bit his lip as he considered that he had to walk back into the room with George and the two women and had no clothes to use. He really didn’t want to have to do that naked but he didn’t see many other options. Nick wrapped the wet towel around himself and slowly opened the door. He was trembling slightly as he headed back towards George’s nursery, a mixture of fear at what would happen when he went back in that room and the cold air outside of the bathroom. Walking into the nursery he immediately felt every eye swivel towards him. He looked down at the floor, there was a wet stain where he had leaked minutes ago and George was still scrubbing at it. Nick felt a deep shame that the person who was being so nice to him was forced to clean up the mess he made. Even now, whilst scrubbing at the urine in the carpet George still beamed a great big smile when he saw Nick come back in the room. “Come on…” Sarah was clearly still angry as she beckoned for Nick to walk over to the changing table. Nick walked over slowly. It had been a while since the last time he had got some time out of his oppressive padding and he wasn’t overly keen in being put back in a nappy. At this stage, the furthest thing from his mind was to consider disobeying his wife and trying to stay out of nappies. It had reached a point where Nick didn’t even consider arguing about the nappies. He had even started wondering if he actually needed them, he had been having regular night accidents but more recently he had also seemed to have less warning when he needed to go during the day as well. Sarah grabbed the towel and pulled it off of Nick as he walked past leading to the embarrassed man to try and cover himself up as he clambered up on to the table. The two women laughed at his attempts at modesty as Nick laid down on his back and covered his genitals with his hands. George, still on the floor by the wet spot in the carpet seemed mesmerised by the sight and when Nick caught sight of George staring at his naked body he blushed. “Not very impressive.” Kirsty said dismissively with a smirk as she looked down at Nick’s naked body. Nick went darker red and looked the other way. He bit his tongue, he knew anything he said right now would only get him in trouble. “Can I borrow a nappy?” Sarah asked Kirsty, “The bag is downstairs and I want to get this naughty boy covered up sooner rather than later. I don’t want him making another mess for you.” “Of course!” Kirsty enthusiastically said, “Georgina, how about you fetch one of your special nappies for Nick.” George quickly climbed to his feet and waddled over to the chest of drawers returning with a nappy. Nick couldn’t see the nappy yet, his view was blocked by the two women, but when he heard their giggling he knew something was up. “This is just adorable.” Sarah said as he took the thick nappy from the trembling sissy’s hands. When Sarah turned around Nick finally saw the nappy and he felt his heart drop. The nappy was very thick but that was the least of the problems that Nick had with it. The nappy was shockingly pink and had pictures of little fairies all over it. Nick shook his head in useless denial but that just prompted Sarah to laugh as she unfolded it. “Come on baby. A nappy is a nappy no matter what it looks like, this is no different to what you normally wear.” Sarah argued, “They are all the same when you wet them anyway.” Nick disagreed with his wife quite a bit but knew better than to resist as the new nappy was placed under his bottom. Nick felt very self-conscious about being naked with the two women standing over him. “Do you need your nappy changed?” Kirsty asked her sissy, “Come over here, let me check you.” As Nick was wiped and powdered he watched the side of the changing table where George was standing in front of Kirsty and lifting up his dress to allow for checking. “I think we will change you after Nick is done.” Kirsty said as she patted the bottom of George’s nappy. George bit his lip nervously but, like Nick, he knew not to make a comment about it. He sheepishly watched as Nick was put into one of his pink nappies. Those nappies were usually reserved for when he had been a good girl, he was actually quite jealous that Nick was getting one. “There we go.” Sarah said as she finished placing the final tape. Nick allowed himself to be helped off the table and staggered slightly as he took a step away from the table. The waistband went up and over Nick’s belly button and he found it almost impossible to close his legs together. The nappy was huge! “Those nappies are adorable.” Sarah said as she watched her husband’s wide legged waddle, “Where do you get them?” “I know a place online that has a bunch of different nappies.” Kirsty replied, “I’ll give you the link.” Kirsty started to get a plain white, though still very thick, nappy from another drawer. George walked over to her and prodded her on the leg to get her attention. “Can… Can I get… Can I have one of my special nappies?” George asked in a hushed voice. He was looking at Nick who was still getting used to this new nappy. “Well… Normally you would have to do more to earn one but maybe if you ask in your special sissy way I will let you have one.” Kirsty compromised. “H-Here? In front of…” George looked over at the two guests. Nick had a furrowed brow but he couldn’t exactly judge anyone when he was completely naked except for the huge nappy around his waist. “Yes, little one. Right here, right now.” Kirsty said crossing her arms. A smile of cruel satisfaction stretched across her face. “Oooo…” George let out a strange high pitched noise as he weighed up whether it was worth the humiliation to get one of his preferred nappies. “Go on…” Kirsty encouraged her little one, “Show everyone what a good sissy baby you are. Ask for one of your nice nappies and make sure you are enthusiastic about it!” George looked around the room once at all the expectant faces and took a deep breath as if steeling his nerves for an unpleasant task. “Oh, please Mistress Kirsty.” George began with a deep breath. The next part was accompanied by a deep curtsey towards Kirsty. He spoke in a much higher than normal pitch, “I’ve been ever such a good girl today but I am a pee pee and poo poo pants and I need thick nappies. Please may I have my special nappies?” As George finished his little routine Nick heard the sound of barely contained giggling behind him. He turned to see Sarah trying to hold her composure together and not doing a great job at it. Kirsty heard the laughing and looked over which prompted her to start laughing as well. George blushed deeply as he looked from woman to woman and then to Nick. George was pleased that Nick wasn’t laughing but actually looked quite sad for him. “Well, you have been such a good girl cleaning up your little friend’s messes on the floor that I think you have earned it.” Kirsty said with the air of someone bestowing a great privilege on another person. George almost literally jumped with joy and hurried over to the changing table. His crinkling nappies forcing him into a bow-legged waddle and the hemline of his dress bouncing wildly. Sarah stepped out of the way as George clumsily climbed on to the changing table and laid down. He was so eager for the new nappy; it was kind of endearing to the two ladies. Kirsty strode over with the new nappy and quickly pushed up George’s dress and began pulling away at the tapes of his nappy. George was beaming, he was evidently ecstatic that he would get to wear one of his pink nappies. He didn’t even care that two relative strangers were watching his embarrassing change. Kirsty lowered the front of the nappy and started wiping him clean. The two women spoke about work as if this was the most normal thing in the world, Nick frowned and stared at the crotch of his feminine friend. “Oh, I’m guessing little Nicky has never seen one of these devices?” Kirsty said with an evil smile whilst she flicked George on the metal that was encasing George’s penis causing the half-naked man to wince. “What is it?” Nick whispered. He looked like he had seen a ghost and his quiet voice sounded horrified that such a sensitive organ had been placed inside such a contraption. “Well.” Kirsty began explaining, “Georgina is a naughty girl sometimes and I find her trying to hump her pillows or with her hand down her nappies. This stops her from doing that. It keeps her naughty little willy from getting excitable.” Nick couldn’t take his eyes off his friend’s genitals and their trapped state. George, seeing that all attention was on him did his best to stay calm but he felt himself getting excited despite his predicament. When his penis reached a certain size and filled the device he moaned slightly in pain and his little dick quickly shrunk back down. “It’s a chastity device.” Sarah told her husband, “It is something I’ve considered for you.” Nick turned his head quickly to his wife and shook his head violently. “Don’t worry.” Sarah said when she had controlled her giggles, “Despite you not being impressive down there, I still have use for it.” Nick didn’t know whether he should take that as good news or bad news. His confusion must have shown because it caused the girls to start giggling again, even George had a smile on his red face. Kirsty placed the new nappy underneath her sissy and brought it up between his legs. She taped it tightly around his waist, she had done this so many times that at this point it was second nature to her. She lifted George down from the table in fairly short order and patted his crinkling but dry bottom. “Hmm, Sarah, your baby is looking a little naked.” Kirsty said as she looked Nick up and down, “Did you bring any spare clothes?” “Oh, no I didn’t.” Sarah replied. She also looked Nick up and down and thought the nappy only look was a little bare, “I didn’t expect my baby to have so little control that he would wet and mess everywhere.” Nick flinched under the scornful tone of voice that Sarah was using. Nick had nothing to complain about, he had indeed made a mess of his clothes and it was his own lack of control that had caused it. He just bowed his head and looked at the floor in his now common posture, to anyone watching this strange scene he would look like a toddler struggling to toilet train and being told off for dirtying his clothes. “He could borrow some of Georgina’s clothes.” Kirsty helpfully suggested. “I thought you gave me all of George’s boy clothes.” Sarah replied confused. “I did.” Kirsty said with a playful wink. Kirsty walked past the two babies and over to the closet. She dramatically threw the doors open to reveal a simply huge collection of pink dresses and other assembled pieces of baby clothing. It was all clearly made for girls, or at least sissies and the sheer volume of cloth made Nick and Sarah’s jaws drop. “Why don’t you pick something out for little Nicky. Maybe it will teach him to not make a mess of his clothes.” Kirsty suggested as Sarah walked up to the closet and gazed at the dazzling array of dresses within. Sarah started to leaf through the various dresses, occasionally she would stop at one to give it closer attention before moving on. All Nick could do was stand next to George and watch has his fate was decided by his wife. George reached over to Nick and gently pressed Nick’s pink nappy against his bum. As Nick turned to look at his friend wondering what was going on there was a commotion by the closet and it seemed like a dress was being pulled out. “Ah ha. I think this one will do for my naughty little boy.” Sarah said as she held out the clothing. Nick was actually pleasantly surprised. Despite the ocean of pink clothing, the garment that Sarah was holding out was a pale green in colour. It was still a dress which was very disconcerting to Nick, but it was not one of the dresses that screamed sissy. Of a bunch of bad choices, this was probably the best. “That one?” Kirsty asked looking a little disappointed, “Are you sure you don’t want something a little more… Feminine in colour?” “No.” Sarah said firmly as she held the dress at waist level and looked at her friend, “Nick isn’t a sissy. This will do to teach him a lesson.” Sarah brought the dress over to Nick and dressed him in it in relatively quick fashion. When she stepped back she found it a pretty good fit and was happy with what she saw. She stepped up very close to Nick and looked at him from just a couple of inches away. “This is because you made a mess of your clothes.” Sarah said so quietly it was barely even a whisper, “This won’t be a regular thing but I think this will teach you in future to be more careful with your nappies, OK? Otherwise this might become more permanent.” Nick nodded quickly which caused Sarah to smile and give him a quick peck on the cheek before leaving. Kirsty followed Sarah back downstairs, her smile faded as she surveyed Nick and he could tell she had really been hoping that the young man would be sissified. When the door closed Nick took some time to examine what he was wearing. The green dress had straps over the shoulders and was low cut, it exposed a lot of chest and without breasts holding it out properly it looked a little big for him. The bottom of the dress came to just above Nick’s knees which very pleasingly meant that his entire nappy was hidden from view. The air he could feel between his legs and going up towards his crotch felt strange but not entirely unpleasant. “It is a nice dress.” George said from behind Nick, “I don’t get to wear it often. Mistress usually prefers the pinker things.” The next hour or so passed by relatively quickly. Nick and George, without much else to do, sat back down on the floor and coloured whilst talking about their pasts and how they got here. George was lisping from behind his pacifier whilst Nick chose to keep his on the floor. Eventually the two nappy clad boys heard a shout from downstairs. They both jumped like obedient dogs and waddled out of the door towards the stairs. Nick was behind George and with his high dress line he could see that George had already wet his nappy. He felt smug for all of three seconds before realising that his nappy had a damp patch, it was small, but definitely there. They trooped down the stairs until the pair of them were stood in front of the front door. Nick saw that Sarah had her coat on and seemed ready to leave. “Are you ready to go?” Sarah asked Nick. Nick looked down silently at the dress he was wearing and then looked back up at Sarah with wide, fearful eyes. Sarah just rolled her eyes impatiently. “Look nick, you can either wear the dress home and I will bring it back next time I visit Kirsty or you can leave it here and head out to the car in just your nappy.” Sarah said as she checked her watch, “What do you want to do?” What a choice! Nick looked down at his dress and then imagined making the trip without it. Kirsty lived on a quiet street and except for giving nosy neighbours some gossip he wasn’t likely to be seen. Making the journey whilst topless would draw attention but maybe not too much because it was a very hot Summer’s day. The dress would certainly draw attention; it would be hard to disguise it as anything other than a dress. “Well Nicky? What is it to be?” Sarah asked again. “I will leave the dress here…” Nick said hesitantly. Even as he spoke he felt the wet spot in his pink nappy getting larger. Maybe it was fear, maybe it was further evidence of an increasingly lazy bladder, all Nick knew was that the padding around his crotch was getting delightfully warm again.

I've had more than a few some while out and about some at home. I have to make sure it's only gas that is coming out. The other night i was at home felt the urge to pass some gas and filled my diaper instead wasn't expecting that to happen for sure.