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Chapter 1: A New Life

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Danni

Here is the next part of the chapter. Nick's trip to the shops begins, will it end in humiliation and embarrassment? Will it be just a regular trip? Will Nick be able to prove that he deserves to be treated like an adult? Or will he show his wife that he deserves to be exactly where he is? This part of the story has been online for the last week on Patreon. Patreon is a way to support creators of content that you like by offering a monthly subscription in exchange for early access to stories, exclusive stories and other benefits. Mainly though, it is a way to show support. We passed the first goal much faster than anticipated and now the second goal would mean artwork being commissioned for my stories! I would like to thank all my current subscribers who are helping to allow me to spend a lot of time writing, editing and creating. Thanks to: Darrell, Scott S, Jack, Joe V, Frank S, Jeremy C, James S, James B, Tim F, Kent J, Chris, Pierry L, John Z, Phil H, Anonymous, P and Dannydazzler --- That night was a struggle for Nick. The room was still hot, though definitely cooler than when he was having his nap, and the mid-afternoon sleep had made it harder for him to drift off that night. Nick was also very worried about what Sarah had said on her way out of the room about going shopping. He had been out of the house a couple of times since this all started but not really around other people, he was terrified of what Sarah might have in mind that could end up embarrassing him completely. Nick was also very concerned about what had happened during his nap. The wet dream was hugely embarrassing, it showed a total lack of control and desperation that Nick couldn’t hide. Nick could only imagine what Sarah would do if he had a similar accident tonight. It was embarrassing enough that his body betrayed his desperation to the point of having wet dreams, the punishment he knew would follow would only make things worse. In the end, Nick spent most of the night falling asleep and waking up again, tossing and turning as he struggled to get any meaningful rest. He wondered if Sarah had said what she said to intentionally worry Nick, had she deliberately tried to make sure he was stuck laying in his baby bed all night without sleep? He woke up the next morning as he heard the door to his room open. He wasn’t sure how long he had been asleep; all he knew was that he felt very groggy. He rubbed his eyes and, as Sarah set up changing supplies, he quickly felt his nappy. Unsurprisingly he had soaked it in the night but he was happy that there didn’t seem to be any other stickier accident. It was surprising how quickly wet night nappies had become a normal part of life for Nick. He barely even considered the fact that freely wetting himself whilst asleep was still a very recent thing, with everything else occupying his mind he kind of just took his nocturnal accidents as something to not even think about. Nick was still groggy as Sarah lifted him down from his crib, he took some uncertain steps towards the changing table whilst rubbing his eyes. “Upsy-daisy.” Sarah said cheerfully as she lifted the yawning Nick on to the table. How can she be so cheerful so early in the morning, Nick thought as he laid back and let his wife remove his nappy’s tapes. Nick allowed himself to close his eyes as he was cleaned up, he let Sarah handle everything and didn’t move a muscle when Sarah lifted his legs up into the air. This process was as natural to the both of them by this point as any other part of their morning routines. Sarah was impressed at her husband’s willingness to go through this process now, she remembered a week or so ago. This kind of thing would have been unthinkable! “The plan for the day…” Sarah said as she pulled up the front of the new nappy, “Is breakfast and then we are off to the shops.” Nick snapped his eyes open as Sarah reiterated what she had said the previous night. Immediately the butterflies in his stomach started fluttering and he felt vaguely nauseous. “Mommy, the shops? But people will see me…” Nick whined as the final tape was placed and he sat up on the table. “Honey, we need to go to the shops. I don’t want to leave you at home alone and no one will know what you are wearing.” Sarah said as she looked through the closet for things to wear. “But…” Nick wanted to protest but his wife just turned away from him before he could make any points. It was pretty obvious this wasn’t a matter that was open to discussion. Nick prayed that whatever his wife brought out that it wouldn’t be too infantile. He hoped that maybe, just maybe, they could go to the shops and come home again without suffering some kind of huge embarrassment. “This will do.” Sarah said as she emerged from the closet. Nick was pleasantly surprised. The outfit, though definitely more infantile than he would like, would still allow Nick to keep his dignity. A pair of tracksuit bottoms would be great to hide the bulge around Nick’s crotch and a shirt, a white one with a football printed on it. The sleeves were a baby blue colour. Nick was happy to let Sarah dress him that morning, he was ecstatic that despite his worrying, the trip to the shop should be fine. His nappy would be well hidden and he wouldn’t look that out of place. The shirt wasn’t ideal but compared to other options it was about as good as it was going to get. He would get to look like any other adult, this was beyond what Nick could have hoped for. Once dressed, Nick looked down and saw an adult for the first time in a long time. Yeah, the diaper was still obviously there, there would be no forgetting about it, but it was hidden behind a grown up pair of trousers. Nick actually felt quite grown up in this outfit and he couldn’t help but smile. “Don’t get too used to it.” Sarah warned her husband as she straightened up, “This is a grown up outfit for you but don’t think this will be a regular thing.” Sarah’s warning could do nothing to wipe Nick’s smile off of his face. He was grinning like crazy, the relief of not being openly humiliated was such a weight off of Nick’s shoulders. “Go make us some breakfast whilst I get dressed.” Sarah commanded, “I will be downstairs in a few minutes.” Nick didn’t hesitate and quickly left his nursery. He was happy for a few minutes alone outside of his nursery, this kind of time was becoming a bit of a luxury for him. As he walked down the stairs he was a little disappointed to notice that he could clearly hear his nappy crinkling underneath his baggy trousers. It was much more dulled than usual though and Nick was confident that in the bustling shopping centre no one would be able to hear him unless they were listening out for the sound. Nick walked through the living room with the playpen in the corner, past the dining room with a high chair against the table and into the kitchen. He pulled out a couple of bowls, poured in a bunch of cereal and milk before carrying it through to the dining room. Placing one bowl on the table in front of Sarah’s usual seat, he placed the other on the opposite side of the table. He was unsure if he was allowed to start eating before Sarah came downstairs so he just sat down and waited. A few minutes later Sarah came downstairs, headed straight through to the dining room and stopped just before sitting down. She looked at Nick and then looked at the high chair. She watched Nick follow her gaze and she could see his happy body language falter a little bit. It was actually kind of sad to see her husband’s hopes dashed so much. He clearly didn’t want to sit in the high chair when he was having such a “grown up” morning. “I’ll tell you what.” Sarah said with a warm smile, “You can sit in a grown up chair for breakfast since you were a good baby for me this morning, OK?” “Oh, yes mummy!” Nick replied enthusiastically. Nick was very happy to be allowed to sit in a proper seat. Perhaps he was reading too much into such a small gesture but maybe not making him sit in the high chair showed that Sarah was starting to relent on the baby treatment a little bit. They ate in mostly silence. Sarah was looking over a magazine that she kept nearby to read whilst Nick started fretting over the day ahead. Despite being in a really good mood about being allowed to look grown up on the way to the shops, and being allowed to eat at the table, Nick was still starting to feel butterflies about his trip today. Despite everything, he knew the potential for things to go wrong was definitely there. He had to make sure nothing went wrong though, he had to make sure that he could show his wife he was worthy of being her husband again. “Right then.” Sarah said as she finished up her cereal a few minutes later, “Time we made a move.” Nick nodded a little nervously and pushed his chair backwards. Whilst Sarah collected the bowls and took them to the kitchen, Nick headed into the living room and started putting his shoes on. He had that horrible feeling of nerves you get when you are standing on the edge of an unpleasant task. When you really want to avoid doing something but have no real choice in the matter. Once his shoe laces were tied, Nick stood up and walked over to Sarah who was waiting at the front door for him. Nick noted that she was carrying both a handbag and a backpack. Nick knew that in the backpack was changing supplies for him. He gulped like a cartoon character at the possibilities, the pack was a reminder that despite his privilege of being allowed to look like an adult at the shops, he was one mess up away from humiliation. Sarah opened the door and pointed for Nick to step outside. She watched with a smile as her nervous husband crinkled past her. She could very clearly hear the nappy under her husband’s trousers, she wasn’t sure how noticeable it would be for people who didn’t know he was already wearing. Sarah hoped it wouldn’t be too obvious, this was not a trip designed to embarrass her husband. Nick nervously walked out to the car and waited by one of the backdoors as Sarah locked the house up. Nick looked around in the early morning sun, for the first time in a while, he felt relatively secure whilst outside of the house. He felt confident that despite still being thickly padded, there was no way for anyone to notice. It felt liberating to be able to walk around without constantly wondering if he was embarrassing himself. Sarah headed over to the car and unlocked the doors. Opening the rear door that Nick was standing next to, she allowed Nick to seat himself in the large baby’s car seat. Throwing the bags into the empty back seat, Sarah buckled her husband into the seat before walking around to the driver’s seat and getting in herself. Just as she put the keys in the ignition, Sarah’s phone vibrated with a new message. She giggled and went a little red as she read the message. Nick was watching from the backseat and was curious about the message. He was even more curious when Sarah spent an age looking at the message and then typing a response. What had distracted her so much, she was acting like a giddy school girl! “Ahem.” Nick cleared his throat loudly. “Oh, sorry, baby.” Sarah said as she pressed send and put her phone, “That was a message from Jack.” Nick scowled when he heard the name. Why couldn’t Jack just butt out of Sarah and his relationship? “Don’t be jealous, Nicky.” Sarah grinned as she turned to face forward and turned the engine on, “We are just making plans to see each other again.” “Oh, is that all.” Nick muttered sarcastically. He folded his arms over his chest and looked out of the window with a scowl. Sarah started humming a happy tune as she pulled out of the driveway and started heading down the road. The car was quiet for most of the journey, Sarah just hummed happily to herself as she drove merrily towards the shopping centre. Nick just watched the world zooming by outside of the window. About halfway to shopping centre, Nick felt a sudden warmth around his crotch. In his sitting position the urine that had suddenly sprung forth ran down between his legs and settled in the seat of his nappy. Nick sighed and didn’t even try to the stop the hot stream exiting his body, he hadn’t really been aware that he needed the bathroom and he was surprised when he started peeing freely. Even so, he knew there was no point in stopping in trying to stop the stream. Why bother trying when there was a nappy to absorb it all anyway? Eventually, the two of them pulled up in the multi-storey car park that was attached to the side of the shopping centre. Nick remembered this shopping centre well, he thought back to just a week or so ago when he had come here with his wife and started this whole journey. He remembered buying that first pack of nappies. Nick would never have predicted at that time that he would end up in this position. Sarah got out of the car and pulled out her bags, both the handbag and the nappy changing bag. She slung the handbag over her shoulder and opened Nick’s door. She unbuckled Nick from his seat and helped him out of the vehicle. The first thing Nick did as he stood up straight was smooth his clothes to make sure he wasn’t giving anyone as unnecessary view of his underwear. When he was satisfied he was sufficiently covered he picked up the backpack that his wife was handing him and slung it over his shoulder. Together, they headed towards the elevators that would take them down to street level and the entrance to the shopping centre. Whilst in the elevator Nick became exceptionally aware of how loud his nappy was when in tight enclosed spaces. He went rather white when he heard the crinkling in such a confined space. If anyone had been in here when they first stepped in they would have been left with no doubt as to what Nick was wearing. When the elevator stopped on its way down and a family with a couple of loud children walked in, Nick did his best impression of a lamp post and stood totally still, his fear of being heard by others almost stopped him from even breathing. The kids were being very loud and boisterous and Nick was terrified one of them would bump into him and discover what he was wearing, he glanced at his wife with wide eyes. Fortunately, when the elevator stopped at the bottom of building, the family left without discovering Nick’s secret. Nick and Sarah walked out after them, Nick watched the faces of those waiting to get in the elevator to see if anyone made any indication that they could hear Nick but no one gave anything away. He was pleased that the general noise of the shopping centre seemed to hide the crinkling that he thought he could still hear. Was it his imagination making him think he was so noticeable? He felt he could hear his own crinkling for certain but no one else seemed to notice. What about the wide-legged waddle? After a week in nappies Nick had almost subconsciously adjusted his walking stance to account for the thick padding between his legs. Did other people pick up on it? Nick felt supremely self-conscious. He was on the verge of panicking as they walked through the crowds. He felt like he was naked, like everyone could see what he was wearing and that they were all in on the joke. His head spun from person to person looking for someone giving the game away, he was sure they were all watching him, he just needed to catch one of them doing it. Panic was rising up within him. He suddenly felt a strong urge to just run back to the car. “Are you OK?” Sarah had a concerned look on her face as she stopped in the middle of the concourse and surveyed her husband’s troubled demeanour. “I don’t know… They must notice my… I know they notice…” Nick’s head swivelled from one person to another as he felt himself sweating and unable to concentrate enough to finish a sentence. “Honey, listen to me. You need to calm down. Everything is fine, no one knows, I promise.” Sarah reassured her husband. She smiled warmly and squeezed his hand to let him know she was here for him. Sarah was a little surprised at this reaction, she wasn’t used to seeing her husband so agitated. Working as a teacher for difficult children had helped prepare her for this situation though and she knew that Nick just needed some reassurance and grounding. She had to let him know that he was going to be fine. Wrapping her arms around her paranoid husband, she hugged Nick tightly. She whispered that everything would be OK in his ear and encouraged him by telling Nick how well he was doing. Nick felt himself almost automatically relax in the arms of his domineering wife. His concerns melted away and he felt himself coming back down from his fight-or-flight response. When Sarah let him go he felt a lot calmer and even managed a smile. He grabbed the hand that Sarah held out and continued walking into the main shopping area with his wife. He thought they looked like just any other couple there. There was no way anyone would notice what Nick was wearing. It was as they walked into the first stop on their trip, a stationary supply shop, that Nick felt a sudden lurch in his tummy. His eyes flew wide as he realised that his daily bowel movement was still to come. A cold chill ran down his spine. He didn’t know whether he should let Sarah know that he needed the bathroom, he knew Sarah didn’t like him asking but maybe the rules were different in a public place. Nick looked at a sign just outside the door that pointed towards where the toilets were. He turned back to his wife who was now walking away from him in between two tall shelves in the shop. Nick had a choice to make. The rumbling in his tummy made him want to head towards the bathroom more than anything. He could see the signs for the bathroom, it felt like the most natural thing in the world would be to step outside the shop and just use the toilet. Nick took one step towards the exit of the shop, his body overriding his brain, going to the bathroom and asking for forgiveness later would surely be preferable to the alternative. “Nicky? Get over here, what do you think of these pens?” Came Sarah’s voice from amongst the tightly packed shelves. Nick stopped in his tracks. Despite his own wishes to head to the bathroom, he obediently turned back around and walked into the shop where he found Sarah staring at a shelf with dozens of different pens. “What do you think, Nicky?” Sarah asked again as she looked at the near identical pens, “Which do you think would be the best for work?” “I don’t know…” Nick said quickly and distractedly. Nick could barely believe that with his problems right now that Sarah was just worried about some stupid stationary. “Something the matter?” Sarah asked. She picked up two different pens and began reading the packages. “I… Well…” Nick looked around to make sure no one else was in earshot. “You know what? I think I’ll get both!” Sarah said as she started walking away from Nick. It was very clear she wasn’t really listening to Nick, or indeed, paying much attention to him at all. Sarah walked to the counter and paid for the two rather fancy looking fountain pens whilst Nick followed her. When they got near the cashier there were a few other people around so Nick was forced to keep quiet about his problem. It didn’t seem too bad at the moment. Nick felt the occasional tummy grumble but there was no desperate and immediate need for the bathroom. He was hopeful that he would be able to hold it until they got home again, if he was going to disgrace himself by filling his pants he would much rather do it in the privacy of his own home. Having all these people in the shopping centre witness his humiliation sent shivers up Nick’s spine. When they left the shop Sarah started slowly walking deeper into the shopping centre. With her husband in tow, she slowly sauntered around from shop to shop. She glanced in all the windows and looked at everything that was for sale. Nick soon realised she was in no hurry to finish the shopping trip. He wondered whether she knew he was due a messy nappy soon and was trying to make sure it happened here, or if she was just enjoying her shopping trip. Was Nick paranoid to believe his wife wanted to embarrass him? Like a special kind of torture, after ten minutes of wandering around the shops Nick spotted the entrance to the bathrooms. They walked past it, passing within just a few feet of the entrance. The pressure was slowly building within Nick and he decided it would be better to ask his wife now than leave it till it was possibly too late. “Mo-” Nick started to say loudly before realising what he was saying. He quickly closed the distance to his wife and stopped her before quietly saying, “Mommy?” “Yes Nicky?” Sarah replied as she shrugged her husband’s hand off of her shoulder. “I kind of… Well, sooner or later I will need to…” Nick was finding it hard to get the words out. “Spit it out, Nicky.” Sarah said with exasperation. “I haven’t pooped today…” Nick whispered. He blushed as he spoke, “The bathrooms are just over there maybe I could quickly use one?” “You are wearing a nappy.” Sarah replied nonchalantly. She didn’t even try to keep her voice down, “Why would you need the bathroom?” “But… In public?” Nick asked terrified. “You don’t think you can hold it until we get home?” Sarah asked. “I don’t know, Mommy.” Nick shamefully replied. He was feeling a slight pressure building but it still seemed like there would be plenty of time before a major accident occurred. “OK then.” Sarah replied shortly, “As a special treat, since I want to shop and not go home early because of your lack of control. I’ll take you to the bathroom.” Sarah grabbed Nick by the hand and started pulling him towards the bathrooms. The women’s entrance was right next to the men’s and when Nick was pulled past the male entrance his eyes flew wide open. Sarah was trying to take him to the female restroom! “Whoa! Stop!” Nick dug his heels in and stopped just as his wife was about to head into the female bathrooms. “What?” Sarah asked innocently, “You need the bathroom right?” “I can’t go in the women’s toilets!” Nick hissed as he pulled his wife away from the bathrooms and back into the middle of the concourse. Nick was aware that some people nearby were watching the pair of them and their odd behaviour. “Nicky, we have seen time and time again that I can’t trust you to go to the bathroom by yourself.” Sarah said. Sarah knew what she was doing, she knew that Nick would never allow himself to be dragged into the women’s bathroom. Sarah knew that her husband would have to stay with her if she didn’t allow him to use the bathroom and, most importantly, she knew that there was a big chance of her husband fouling himself. It had never been Sarah’s intention to make her husband have a messy accident in the shops, but she had always been aware that it was a possibility. By pretending to give Nick a choice that she knew he couldn’t take it would make her husband so much more uncomfortable. Sarah had to admit that she was feeling a little turned on just imagining her husband’s dilemma. He was looking at her like she held all the power in the world, he was silently begging for mercy that Sarah would never give. “OK… Fine. I can hold it till we get to private.” Nick said with determination. There was no way he would allow himself to be taken into the women’s bathroom by his wife. He was pretty sure he would end up getting arrested for doing that, maybe his wife would claim he was disabled or something. He shuddered just considering the horrible possibilities. “Are you sure?” Sarah asked. She made sure to sound sceptical of her husband’s ability to stop himself from messing like a hopeless toddler. “Yes. I’m fine. Let’s get the shopping done.” Nick affirmed as he waited for Sarah to commence shopping again. Sarah slowly turned and continued her window shopping, occasionally she would stop to take a longer look at something and she seemed to be in no hurry at all, nor would she let Nick have any hint of when they would be heading home. Nick was becoming increasingly desperate. What was initially just a slightly full feeling in his tummy was quickly becoming a much bigger problem. Cramps started to roll over Nick in waves, they were only weak cramps and Nick was still able to hold off quite easily but he knew that there was a countdown happening and when it hit zero he definitely wanted to be out of the public eye. Nick was getting frustrated with Sarah’s slow movements. This had to be deliberate, Nick thought, she must know that she was pushing him to the limit. The thought was always there, in the back of his mind, that he could break away from Sarah and hurry to the bathroom. There would be repercussions but would any punishment be worse than the public humiliation that seemed more and more likely? Nick wasn’t sure. He just trooped after his wife following her impatiently like a child that wanted to go home. Sarah stopped outside a rather large shoe shop and, after a moment of thinking, stepped inside. Nick audibly groaned as his wife entered the footwear store, he knew that his wife would not be in and out of this shop quickly. “Ooh, what do you think about these shoes? I Could wear them for special occasions!” Sarah asked holding out yet another pair of shoes for Nick to look at. For Sarah, shoe shops were like a treasure chest and she wanted to examine as much as possible. “They are great. Buy them and let’s go.” Nick responded impatiently. They had been in the shop for fifteen minutes and this was the fourth pair of shoes Sarah was showing Nick. To Nick they were basically all indistinguishable from each other. “You need to cheer up.” Sarah said with a thin-lipped smile, “I’m sure you wouldn’t like a spanking right here in this shop, would you?” Nick held his tongue as his wife continued to look through the various shoes. By now the pressure in Nick’s gut had been building and instead of the occasional feeling that he needed the bathroom, it was a constant need. He knew that his wife knew that after all this time he would be struggling a little bit, the fact that she continued to take her time was what was building the frustration for Nick. Sarah walked off to the counter and left Nick near the exit of the shop whilst she bought a pair of shoes that Nick was almost certain she would never wear. He just stood still and did his best to distract himself from the uncomfortable feeling that was wracking his body. He looked around the shop and, seeing that he was alone, let out a little bit of a gas in an effort to reduce his discomfort. It worked, at least for the moment Nick found himself buying some more time. As Nick tried to distract himself he felt his nappy warm a little bit. It took him a couple of seconds to even realise it was happening, his bladder emptied itself into the nappy and the padding eagerly absorbed everything. Nick didn’t attempt to slow or halt the stream, he just let it happen freely, perhaps if his bowels hadn’t been aching he would have worried at the fact that he had wet himself with next to no warning. Nick found himself daydreaming as he waited for Sarah to get done at the counter. As the delightfully warm sensations in his nappy hugged his crotch he thought back to the previous day and his time with George. For some reason, Nick had found George entering his thoughts whenever his brain was idle for a few seconds. He remembered the nappy rubbing and the closeness and was rather alarmed to feel himself stirring within his nappy. As Nick’s eyes flew wide open he tried to wrench his mind back to the present. His wife was on her way back towards the exit with her new shoes and the last thing Nick wanted in this situation was a tenting nappy. “I think we should get some lunch.” Sarah stated as she walked out of the shop. “Really?” Nick asked with exasperation. Being brought back to the present and his current predicament saw his briefly excited penis shrink back towards it’s normal state, “Come on, you know my, erm, problem… Can’t we have lunch at home?” “Nicky, I think it would be nice to have a meal together.” Sarah said, “We can go to that burger place you like. Get a quick meal and then we can go home, I promise.” Nick’s tummy cramped up suddenly, a reminder from his bowels that sooner or later they would need to do their business. “OK… OK. Fine, whatever. Can I get a seat whilst you order?” Nick hoped that sitting down might help with the pressure that was now forcing him to clench to avoid an accident. “Sure.” Sarah said with a smile. The burger shop that Sarah referenced was just across the walkway from where they were and within just a few seconds they had pushed through the crowd of people and to the open seating outside the fast food restaurant. It was very busy but there was a table available that Nick quickly sat down at to save it for himself and Sarah. As Sarah walked off to the counter Nick sat down and looked around anxiously. The rumbling deep in his bowels told him that things were fast reaching critical, Nick even started rocking back and forth slightly in his seat in an attempt to distract himself and soothe his tummy. He already noticed his nappy was particularly heavy since the wetting in the shoe shop, he had real concerns about leaking. The fact that his changing supplies were in a bag on his back was doing nothing to alleviate these fears. Nick watched Sarah join a queue for the food and silently pleaded for her to get to the counter faster, it seemed like as soon as Sarah stood in line everyone started going at half speed. He didn’t take his eyes off of his wife and tried to ignore the pain in his tummy as he focused all of his attention on Sarah. Nick’s leg wouldn’t stop shaking, a mixture of pain and restlessness as his brain repeatedly told him that he needed to get to a bathroom right away. He knew the shopping centre’s bathroom was close by, if he ran he could make it. Every fibre of his body was demanding that he try, that he just get up and go. But Nick thought about what would happen next and he stayed where he was. He didn’t want to test Sarah’s threats about a public spanking or something worse, he just had to hold it, there was no other option. When Sarah finally reached the counter and made her order, Nick found his eyes drifting away from his wife. He turned around and stared at the sign for the bathroom, it was just visible from where he was sitting although it was constantly obstructed by the large crowds that were milling around. It was very busy in the centre today and now that it had hit lunchtime there was more people than ever. Nick always hated crowds, any more than a few people and Nick started feeling uncomfortable. When he combined the crowds with his digestive discomfort it equalled a really bad time for Nick. “Here we go.” Whilst Nick had been looking out at the crowds and the bathroom, Sarah had finally returned with food. “At last.” Nick said bitterly. Any good mood he may have felt had rapidly been eroded by his need for the bathroom. Sarah ignored her cranky husband and put the tray down. She offloaded her big burger and fries next to her seat leaving Nick’s food on the tray which she pushed towards her husband. “Sarah… Can’t we just eat this food in the car on the way home?” Nick asked as he looked at the unappealing food in front of him. He barely even registered that the food he was given was a kid’s meal with small portions and presented in a colourful box. “No.” Sarah replied shortly as she sat down, “I want a nice meal. I don’t want to have to try and eat whilst driving and end up with a ruined meal.” Nick huffed and puffed a bit as the discomfort in his gut cranked up another couple of notches. Despite his ill feelings, Nick unpackaged his food and started eating it in a hurry. He realised that if he wanted to get out of this horrible predicament, the only way he could really do it was to finish his meal no matter how uncomfortable he felt. He started eating as fast as he could even if it was the last thing he wanted to do. Sarah ate at a much more sedate pace and smiled when she saw her husband hurriedly shove as much food into his mouth as he could. “Slow down, Nicky.” Sarah advised, “We aren’t going anywhere until I’m done.” Nick finished his food long before Sarah did, he even drained his drink very quickly before sitting still to stare at Sarah. His tummy was in all sorts of trouble now but Sarah was clearly in no rush to finish her meal. Minute after minute, Nick sat in his chair and stared at his wife as she slowly ate her meal. He couldn’t tell if Sarah was eating slower than normal or if Nick’s desperate need for the bathroom was just making it seem like it was taking longer than usual. Either way, the conversation was very one-sided as Sarah talked and Nick impatiently listened about inanity of Sarah’s day. “OK, I think we are done.” Sarah eventually said as she threw the remnants of the meal on to the tray. “We can go home?” Nick asked. A flame of hope lit within him at the possibility of being taken out of this situation. “I think so.” Sarah said with a smile, “Unless there is anywhere you want to go…” “No!” Nick said quickly and a little louder than he wanted which promoted Sarah to giggle. “How’s the nappy?” Sarah asked. She made no attempt to keep her voice down. “It’s fine.” Nick said shortly. He looked around to make sure no one heard. “Wet?” Sarah continued her questioning as she stood up and tipped the rubbish on her tray into the bin. “A little bit…” Nick admitted with a blush, “Can we just go?” Sarah nodded her approval and they started walking through the huge crowd back towards the parking garage. Every step was a struggle for Nick. He was having to consciously clench his muscles to stop what was now an inevitable accident. There was no way he would make it all the way home now; the only question was whether he would make it back to the car. Nick looked around at the staggering number of people walking around the shopping centre, he couldn’t believe he would have an accident in front of all of them. His resolve to at least reach the relative privacy of his car strengthened. Finally, the elevator was in sight. The safe haven of the car was just a few minutes away, all Nick had to do was hold on. It was looking increasingly unlikely he could do it as his body had started screaming for release. Nick looked around for some hope but there wasn’t any, all he could do was keep putting one foot in front of the other and slowly make his way to the elevator that felt like a safe haven for him. With every step Nick felt his control tested to its limit. He was at the point that was becoming depressingly familiar to him, the clenching, the stilted walking and the desperate attempts to keep his nappy clean. He even moved his hand over his butt a couple of times like a toddler struggling with potty training. “Hurry up!” Called Sarah. She had ended up significantly further ahead of her husband as he had slowed down in an attempt to keep himself from messing. Sarah checked her watch in an exaggerated fashion to try and hurry her husband up. She knew that he was struggling but he was so close to making it, she couldn’t believe that he would fail this close to his goal. She really had little appreciation for her husband’s position but watching him clearly struggle excited her, not in an evil way, but the look of desperation that Nick had. Watching Nick slowly stagger along with the pained look on his face as he tried to desperately hold on was like an aphrodisiac to Sarah. Slowly the elevators got closer and closer. Nick was just a few steps away but the pressure was nearly intolerable, he knew people were looking at him for how odd he was acting. There was nothing he could do to help that though, all he could do was try to prevent himself from embarrassing himself further. One step away from the elevator, a huge cramp hit Nick. It felt like his entire digestive system was twisting and squeezing in an attempt to get Nick to relinquish control and yet somehow Nick held on. He closed his eyes and gritted his teeth. By some miracle, Nick managed to get past the cramping. He was able to carry on and enter the elevator with his wife. A near unstoppable pressure was placed on his desperate sphincter but somehow, Nick was able to hold on. The doors to the elevator closed and Nick let out a deep sigh of relief. He could have almost cried from joy. He had made it! In a weird twist of fate, it seemed like as soon as he was out of the public eye it was a lot easier for Nick to hold on to his bowel control. With the pressure off of him he seemed to regain his composure a little bit. It was short lived respite. The elevator started travelling upwards and the jolt coupled with Nick’s slight relaxing suddenly brought the problems back and made them much worse. Almost as soon as the elevator started, it stopped again and the doors opened to let in a couple of very loud women who were laughing away at their own jokes, the kind of obnoxiously loud person that Nick hated. The doors closed, enclosing the loud women in the small space with Nick and Sarah. Their incessant loud voices and screeching laughs were really annoying Nick as the elevator lurched further upwards towards the car park. He even looked to the side at Sarah who was gritting her teeth and staring at the back of the women’s heads, she was clearly very annoyed with the annoying noise as well. “And then I said to her…” Started the larger woman who was telling what was apparently a hugely entertaining story, “I said, you can’t say that to her, he is her brother!” With this seemingly nonsensical line both women doubled over and shrieked loudly as they laughed like it was the funniest joke either of them had ever heard. The noise in the elevator was unbelievable and it was as if both of them were just completely ignoring the fact that they weren’t alone. Nick’s thin patience ran out as soon as he saw one of the women bend over to get something out of her bag. She rather roughly bumped into Sarah and knocked her into the corner. Instead of apologising, the loud woman didn’t even glance around, she just carried on talking loudly as Sarah was forced into back into the corner of the elevator. Nick felt a surge of anger. Without giving it a second thought, Nick gave up the long struggle. As the women started launching into another loud and “funny” story in the small confines of the elevator Nick went from clenching to pushing. He closed his eyes and bent his legs slightly to give himself a better position and heard a very loud fart escape his body giving his padded rear a strangely heated effect. The slightly muffled sound finally brought silence to the elevator as the two women suddenly fell silent and turned to face Nick in shock at the sudden sound. Nick had his eyes closed and he squatted a little as he pushed and immediately felt his nappy starting to fill. Nick smiled slightly as he pushed out the mushy poop that had been clogging up his insides since just after they had arrived. With no shame he released his aching bowels and did his best to complete empty himself into the tightly taped nappy. Nick’s smile wasn’t just because he was finally able to finally rid his body of what he had been struggling to contain for so long though. His smile was brought about by some sort of malicious satisfaction that he was making the day worse for these two obnoxious women. “Oh my God…” The smaller woman said as she covered her mouth. She couldn’t look away from the grown man who was obviously pooping in his pants like a toddler. The women stared in open mouthed shock as the grown man in the elevator with them unashamedly filled his pants. There could be no debate as to what was happening as he grunted and squatted. Nick, with his eyes closed, couldn’t see the women staring at him but he knew he must be the centre of attention. His face went a little red from the effort and the embarrassment. He had made a rash decision to do this just to spite these other women, now he was starting to realise exactly what he was doing. As he continued to push Nick felt the back of his nappy push out as far as was possible, his trousers wouldn’t allow too much leeway and soon the soft mush of waste was forced to spread throughout the back of the padding. The silence within the elevator was deafening. The only sound was the slight crinkling and grunting of Nick interspersed with the occasional sound of broken wind as he made sure to completely empty his bowels. After the final few small lumps emerged from his body, Nick slowly straightened up and opened his eyes. As he did so he felt his bladder release and without a second thought he flooded the heavily used nappy. Nick almost burst out laughing when he saw the look on his fellow elevator occupants. Sarah looked shocked but not nearly as shocked as the two loud women who made no effort to hide their surprise. Nick’s spur of the moment decision to shock the women into silence had more than succeeded and now he started to feel really self-conscious. There was silence as even the two women, previously very jovial and not making any attempt to keep their voices down, were left speechless. Nick looked at the ground. He felt unable to maintain eye contact after doing such an infantile act in front of complete strangers. He felt a shiver down his spine as he realised how much like a toddler he had acted. To be annoyed by someone and deciding that the best way to get back at them would be to create a big stink… Literally! The smell of Nick’s freshly soiled nappy was starting to intrude on the tight space and when the elevator suddenly stopped and the doors opened, the women made a quick retreat in silence. Neither of them looked away from Nick as they backed out and the doors closed sealing Nick and Sarah in the elevator alone. “Wow…” Sarah finally said as the elevator started moving upwards again. She started laughing a little as she surveyed Nick. She glanced down at his backside and the bulging seat of his pants and shook her head in disbelief. Nick blushed but couldn’t help a wry smile from creeping on to his face as his wife shook her head in disbelief. Before any more could be said the elevator shuddered to a halt again and as the doors opened Sarah and Nick both started walking to the car. Nick felt quite uncomfortable with the poop in his pants moving with every step but he was grateful to see that there was no more people between him and the car. Nick didn’t envy anyone stepping into the elevator as the doors closed, the smell would be a most unwelcome surprise to whoever was going to step into it.

Welp, it's 9am on tomorrow and here it is I now have a Patreon. You can support me as a writer and get access to exclusive stories, plus timed exclusives by subscribing for $5 or above, though you can subscribe for as little as $1. Every little bit of help is hugely appreciated and I am extremely grateful to those who have already helped meet the first goal, a new goal will be coming soon. Chapter 20 – A Trip to the Shops Nick watched from the front door as Sarah headed out to the car. She unlocked the doors and opened the rear one that had the raised child seat next to it, she placed Nick’s nappy bag and supplies on the seat next to the booster. When Nick saw Sarah stand back he hurriedly waddled out to the car in his damp, pink nappy. He felt panic run through him as he realised how open he was and he practically dived into the car. Nick didn’t even pause to say goodbye to George or Kirsty. Sarah laughed and, from the doorway, Nick could hear Kirsty laughing at his awkward jog. Sarah fastened the seatbelts and pulled all of the straps tight as she made certain that Nick was strapped in and wouldn’t be able to release himself, Nick didn’t protest though he felt like this was a bit much. He wasn’t a baby; he wasn’t just going to release himself by accident. As soon as Sarah was confident that Nick was securely strapped in she closed the door and walked away from the car back towards Kirsty’s house. Nick looked around in alarm as he was left completely alone in his almost naked state. As Sarah said her goodbyes to her best friend and George, Nick watched as a young couple walked past Kirsty’s house. They were holding hands and smiling as they shared a joke whilst strolling past seemingly without a care in the world. As soon as Nick realised that from his position it was almost impossible to see him he started feeling jealous. Nick thought back to a time before all of this had started. Life was both so much simpler but, conversely, it was also much more complicated. Nick remembered when he had to work and the stress that brought, the arguments he had with Sarah about his laziness and about his lack of contribution to the household. But he also remembered when he would go out to see friends, playing games non-stop for hours and just relaxing, doing whatever he wanted whilst Sarah cooked and cleaned. Now he had none of that stress. They didn’t argue anymore, for them to argue would mean that Nick believed that his opinion mattered anymore. Nick knew that his opinion and point of view was unwanted and unneeded by Sarah so he rarely raised his voice in argument. There was no job stress either, now all that stress had been replaced by different worries. The worry of being discovered, the worry of losing control and the worry of being replaced by Jack. He relied on Sarah now, he needed her just as a baby required their mother. Eventually the couple walked out of Nick’s line of vision and soon Sarah came back to the car. She stepped in with a big smile on her face and without even looking back at Nick she pulled off of the curb and started the drive home. The drive was fairly uneventful. Nick felt like he stuck out like a sore thumb sitting in the back seat and shirtless but no one paid much attention. It was very warm and no one could see lower than the window and therefore, no one could see his thick pink nappy. When the couple pulled up in their driveway Sarah quickly stepped out and walked around the car. She opened the door and unbuckled Nick’s seat, Nick wanted to stay in the car, to wait until Sarah opened the front door so he could dart inside. Instead, Sarah stepped aside for Nick to leave the car. “Come on Nicky. Head over to the door and wait for me whilst I gather up your nappy bag and the bag of things Kirsty gave me.” Sarah said as she stood aside. “I can’t mummy! People might see me! They might see me like this.” Nick gestured to his mostly naked state and the humiliating sissy nappy that hugged his crotch. “Well if you were so worried about that you should have chosen to keep the dress!” Sarah replied as if that was a better option for Nick. She spoke like someone explaining to a toddler that they chose this, “Now come on.” “I… I can’t. If someone was watching…” Nick looked around at the neighbours houses and gulped in fear. His mouth was very dry and his mind was racing. “Nick, either you step out of the car right now or you can stay in there.” Sarah said losing her patience, “Maybe I will come back to let you out before nightfall… Maybe I won’t.” Nick looked around at the houses surrounding his and Sarah’s house. He closed his eyes, gathered together all of his courage and stepped out of the car. He heard Sarah instantly close the door behind him and he realised he was trapped in the open. He felt extremely self-conscious as he quickly scampered to the front door. He knew the door was locked and yet he still tried to wrench it open. When, rather predictably, it didn’t yield he found himself completely exposed at the front of his house. There was no porch, no potted plants, nowhere to hide. Nick could only watch as Sarah slowly walked to the other side of the car and pulled out Nick’s nappy bag and a second bag that he supposed carried the things that Kirsty had given Sarah. It felt like an age before Sarah finally reached the door and let Nick in. As soon as the door was unlocked Nick dashed inside and out of sight of anyone who might potentially be watching. Nick was breathing like he had run a marathon and Sarah had walked past and dumped the bags in the living room before Nick finally began to calm down. He carefully moved peeked out of the window at the houses up and down the street to see if anyone seemed out of the ordinary. If anyone had noticed Nick’s interesting attire they certainly weren’t letting anything on. “I think you need a nap.” Sarah said walking up behind Nick and making him jump. “A nap? Sar- Mummy, I don’t need a nap!” Nick responded quickly as he spun around. “After how you showed me up at Kirsty’s this morning I think you definitely need a nap.” Sarah put her hands on her hips and pursed her lips, “Little one’s need plenty of rest or they get cranky and do things like, oh I don’t know, have massive accidents in their nappies and leak on the floor instead of telling mommy they need a change.” Nick bit his lip and looked down as the images of a few hours before filtered back into his head. After all of the pink nappies and dresses Nick had almost managed to forget his humiliating scene in the nursery. “No arguing.” Sarah said. She grabbed Nick’s hand and lead him upstairs. Nick didn’t bother resisting past pouting slightly at how unfair everything was. It wasn’t Nick’s fault he had leaked! If Kirsty hadn’t locked the bathroom door, if Sarah had checked him more often like she should have done, if Sarah didn’t make him wear stupid nappies in the first place none of this would have happened. All of this was Sarah’s fault, how could he be blamed for other people’s actions? Sarah pulled Nick into his now familiar nursery and helped him into the crib. “Now you don’t need a change, do you?” Sarah asked sweetly, “You aren’t going to leak everywhere again, will you?” “No, Mummy.” Nick said shortly whilst scowling. “OK, Mr. Grumpy.” Sarah said with a giggle, “I’ll be back to get you in an hour or two.” Sarah dropped a full bottle of juice into the crib and left the room and closed the door behind her. Even with the curtains closed Nick found the room was still quite bright from the sunlight outside. It was only early afternoon and Nick really didn’t feel very tired at all. Nick laid down in the crib on his back. He was still naked except for the nappy but was still very hot. For some reason the bars on his bed made the heat feel even more oppressive, perhaps due to the fact that he knew he was stuck there until Sarah came back for him. Nick could feel himself sticking to the sheets slightly, the sweat accumulating making the situation even more uncomfortable. The area around his crotch was particularly hot. The thick pink nappy seemed to insulate the heat very well and the wet areas were even warmer, Nick yearned to take it off but he knew doing so would be something he regretted. Time ticked slowly on and the tossing and turning in the crib was only making Nick hotter and more bothered. He felt very frustrated that he was in this hot room and forced to lay down when not even tired. Nick picked up the bottle of juice and began sucking on the teat. He didn’t even think of complaining that he seemed to be made even more infantilised as even his sippy cup was downgraded. The heat had given him a towering thirst and he drained most of the bottle whilst still lying on his back. Nick roughly threw the nearly empty bottle at the bars of his prison when he was done and burped loudly. He was annoyed by everything. Life was so unfair! Rolling over on to his side he heard the crescendo of crinkling that accompanied such a movement. He barely even noticed it anymore, he had grown used to the babyish sounds that accompanied his every move. What was a lot harder to ignore was the thick padding that forced his legs further apart or the sight every time he looked down. He wasn’t sure he would ever get used to that padded feeling and that went double for the sudden warmth that he was now feeling periodically. Nick closed his eyes. If he was stuck in this swelteringly hot room for a couple of hours he may as well try to sleep. He tried to clear his mind of thoughts and distractions and relax his body. Slowly, after a long time trying, he felt his mind clear, he felt himself drifting away into slumberland. --- Nick opened his eyes in his wife’s bedroom. He was sat on the bed and was completely naked. Blinking a few times, he looked around the room as he tried to work out how he had got there. He stood up and turned to face the door out to the landing. As he turned he caught sight of himself in the mirror and he felt a great surge of joy, he looked himself up and down as a huge smile slowly grew across his face. He was naked! Completely naked! Nick literally jumped for joy as he realised he was unpadded for the first time in what felt like forever. He stared down at his crotch and had never been so happy to be able to see his own, rather unimpressive, genitals. Nick had grown so accustomed to wearing the nappy that he didn’t even notice it had been removed until he saw it in the mirror. Moving back to the bed he sat back down. Had it all been a horrible dream? Had everything he had experienced been a figment of his imagination? It had felt so real. There was a sudden knocking on the door. Three soft knocks that repeated themselves when there had been no answer. “Come in.” Nick called out. He almost surprised himself with how confident his voice sounded. He had become used to hearing himself mutter and stutter. The door was pushed open and Nick’s mouth dropped as he watched Sarah sexily saunter into the room. Wearing nothing but a very thin and short nightie that did little to hide what was underneath Sarah walked right over to the bed. She didn’t say a word but motioned with one finger for Nick to stand up. Nick stood up rather clumsily and his attention starved penis did the same. It didn’t take a lot for him to get excited these days and he was very quickly at full attention as his wife drew extra close to him. Nick could smell perfume on Sarah and it drove him wild. Placing his hands on Sarah’s side he held her close and planted a big and deep kiss on her lips. Nick felt amazing and incredibly turned on as he rubbed his hands across his wife’s chest. Slowly Nick lowered his hands down Sarah’s front. Her soft skin drove him wild and he half considered throwing her on the bed to get things going but Sarah seemed much more inclined to stay where she was. Nick didn’t want to argue so he stayed standing too. Lower and lower went Nick’s hands until he started moving his right hand from Sarah’s side towards her middle. He gently pulled up her nightie and moved his hand between her legs. Nick felt the inside thigh of his wife. It felt a little hairier than usual but perhaps she hadn’t shaved. Unperturbed Nick continued moving his hand slowly inwards all the while maintaining lip contact with his eyes closed. Nick finally moved in towards his wife’s forbidden zone, he was extremely excited and could barely keep a lid on things. His hands got closer and closer until… “What the fuck!?” Nick recoiled suddenly in horror. Expecting to find his wife’s vagina he had instead found something long and hard. Nick’s eyes flew open to see his wife standing there exactly as she had been when she walked in except now she had a huge dick! Nick was shocked and sickened. What the hell was going on? Nick stumbled back and fell into a lying position on the bed. His limbs felt extremely heavy and he felt completely unable to move. There was something even weirder when he noticed that a nappy was suddenly wrapped around his groin again, the nappy was decidedly wet. His mind struggled to put the pieces together and work out what was going on. When he looked back up from his nappy he now saw Kirsty in front of him in full leather gear, she had completely replaced his wife who had disappeared when he had looked down. She had heavy make-up on and stood tall over the bed in a pair of very high heel boots. She looked like the classic image of a dominatrix with a riding crop in one hand and the other hand planted firmly on her hip. Despite his situation, or maybe because of it, Nick felt his straining erection throb even harder at the sight of the powerful female. Nick found his limbs nearly impossible to move but as the leather clad woman sat down on the bed next to him he felt his will to resist breaking. Right now, Nick didn’t care that Sarah wasn’t there, or any of the weird scenes that had been happening, he just wanted relief and maybe Kirsty was the one to give it to him. He was so desperate, he didn’t care who was in front of him, he just craved sexual contact. “Do you need a nappy change?” Kirsty said in a deep sexy voice. Nick watched Kirsty reach forward and gently prod his padded crotch. He mumbled slightly at the touch but did nothing to stop it from happening. Even this tiny amount of stimulation was causing Nick to buck his hips slightly, he was so desperate for sexual touch that even this slight brushing was enough to push him to the edge. “Hello, Earth to Nick!” Suddenly it was Sarah’s voice coming from Kirsty’s mouth, “Do you need your nappy changed?” “Huh?” Nick moaned confused but distracted. The rubbing on his crotch got harder and he now knew he was past the point of no return. With one final rub Nick felt himself explode in his nappy. He felt himself shoot his sticky load all over the front of the padding and he let out a loud moan as he arched his crotch up. It had been so long since his last release and he had been so worked up that his orgasm was extremely powerful and he seemed to keep spurting over and over again. Nick’s eyes shot open as he experienced an unpleasant and sudden wake up in his crib. Sarah was standing next to the bed that had the side down, she was reaching in and prodding Nick’s nappy seemingly to wake him up and check him. Nick moaned again as he felt himself empty in his warm and wet nappy. As Sarah withdrew her hand he lowered his waist back down as he panted heavily. “Nick are you… What the hell!” Sarah yelled out as she backed up a step with a look of revulsion on her face. Nick was so confused about his sudden return to reality that he could barely respond. He was vaguely aware of a sticky feeling in his nappy and of his twitching and sensitive tool shrinking back to its usual unimpressive size. Sarah had a look of disgust on her face as she looked down at her husband who, from the thrusting and moaning, had clearly been enjoying himself and from the way he moaned extra loud and shot awake at the end Sarah assumed he had just cum. She didn’t know whether to laugh or be angry at her pathetic husband who had clearly gone so long without being allowed to get off that he actually had a wet dream. Nick guiltily looked away from his wife. He knew what he had done, he knew that he had shot his load into his nappy and he was most embarrassed by the fact that his wife knew about it as well. Shaking her head, Sarah went across the room and laid out a new nappy for her husband on the changing table. This nappy was one of Nick’s regular ones and he was very happy that he would soon be out of the sissy nappy that he had been forced into at Kirsty’s house. Even if the method by which he was getting out of it was very embarrassing. Sarah set out the supplies with a face of thunder. She could not believe the way Nick had acted that day. His messy accidents and leaking on the floor, his decision to come home almost naked and now this. Perhaps he needed more discipline to keep him in line. After Sarah had prepared the new nappy and given herself some space to think she walked back over to the crib and lowered the railing. She took the hand of her sweaty husband and helped him down from the crib. Nick crinkled his way over to the changing table without a word. When he was stood in front of the table Sarah indicated that he should stop. Nick looked down as his wife bent down slightly and pulled off the tapes on his nappy. With a heavy thud the nappy crashed to the floor. Nick looked guilty, partly because the nappy was very clearly soaked, but mostly because the removal of the nappy showed the evidence of his orgasm. The sticky remains were caught up in his pubic hair and a long drip descended from the tip of his penis down towards the nappy at his feet. Sarah shook her head as she examined the messy remains of Nick’s unwanted, sticky accident. She bent down, picked up the nappy and tutted loudly as the wet nappy showed much more than a usual wet accident. Using a dry section of the padding she carefully wiped the sticky remains left on her husband before balling the nappy up and throwing it into the full trash can next to the table. The trash bag was now nearly full of used nappies; it would certainly have to be taken out sooner rather than later. Sarah lifted Nick up on to the table and laid the naked man on top of the new disposable. With a much more thorough wiping, Sarah cleaned up her husband’s nappy area. She stayed silent the whole time but it was pretty clear how unhappy she was. The look on her face made sure that Nick didn’t speak either. Sarah pulled up the front of Nick’s nappy and taped it securely. Lifting Nick off of the changing table she put him in a light green onesie. It was already approaching evening so dressing Nick into a proper outfit wouldn’t make sense. She took Nick’s hand and lead him downstairs, she remained silent the entire time. Nick was actually quite happy with the silence, at least Sarah wasn’t shouting at him or embarrassing him. He happily toddled along in his new nappy crinkling loudly but with no one to hear Nick didn’t care all that much. One thing Nick was very happy about was that the nappy wrapped around his waist was nice and dry. He had spent so much time wet recently that he had grown to really appreciate a dry nappy. He knew, of course, that the nappy wouldn’t be dry for long but for now it was very pleasant. When they entered the living room Nick hoped that he would be allowed to use the computer for a bit, he was really missing his games and desperately wanted some time where he could forget about the nappies and the humiliation that his regular life had become. “So Nicky… I was going to allow you to use the computer today.” Sarah said as if reading Nick’s mind, “But since you were a disgusting baby this morning and made your milk without permission just now, I think this would be more appropriate.” Nick’s heart, which had leapt at the mention of the computer, suddenly plummeted again as he saw another new piece of equipment that Sarah had no doubt taken from Kirsty, where it had been hidden Nick didn’t know but now it was set up and took a good portion of the room. It was towards this new piece of furniture that Nick was now pulled. A long metal fence of bars with gaps in between had cordoned off a corner of the room. Inside the bars were teddy bears, toys and colouring books. Nick let out a deep and disappointing sigh as he immediately knew that this new playpen had been set up specifically for him. As Sarah pulled Nick across the room to the new baby prison, Nick looked longingly at the computer that had started gathering dust. It would be torture being able to see it across the room whilst being locked behind bars. It was his own fault though, Nick thought, if he had just behaved himself it wouldn’t have been an issue. Little did Nick know but just thinking this way was a big thing for him. One of the reasons Nick found himself in this predicament was his refusal to admit and own up to mistakes, now he was realising that his miss-steps had consequences. The gate was opened and Nick was given a small push inside. By the time Nick turned around to look at where he had come from, the gate was closed. He watched Sarah lock it with a key from the outside and walk towards the kitchen saying she was going to make dinner. Nick walked up to the bars as Sarah retreated to out of the room. The bars were waist height and if he really wanted to he could probably climb out but that would do nothing good for him. Nick turned back to face the playpen and spotted a pillow in amongst all the activities. He walked over and sat down, thankful that he was wearing a onesie as it seemed to reduce his crinkling somewhat. Sarah had clearly prepared to bring him into the pen because there was a large baby bottle of juice on the floor. He didn’t hesitate to pick it up and take a long drink. Looking around, Nick tried to find something to do. The teddy bears were unappealing, the toys were designed to stimulate a toddler and were of no interest to him. His attention turned to the colouring books and pens that came with them. There was no way he was going to start doing such a childish thing, he would just wait on the pillow until Sarah came back… Five minutes later and Nick was starting to lose his mind from boredom. There were still no signs of his wife finishing with dinner although the smell of delicious food had started wafting through the house. The colouring book which had looked so demeaning just a few minutes ago was now looking tempting. Nick found himself reasoning that perhaps it wouldn’t be so bad to colour in a few pictures to pass the time. Nick pulled the book over and laid it in front of him. Leafing through a few of the pages, the thickly padded man started to convince himself that maybe this book wasn’t that bad. He had expected really simple pictures of animals and things of that nature, but the book was aimed at a slightly older audience and the pictures were a little more interesting. One was of a town square and kids playing with a football for instance, the pictures were a little more complex than a baby’s colouring book. It was still decidedly childish but it didn’t seem as infantile as playing with teddy bears or toys. Grabbing the packet of pens and taking a large drink from his bottle, almost like someone having a drink for Dutch courage, Nick grabbed a pen and began filling in one of the drawings. He was exceptionally bored and couldn’t stop thinking to himself how stupid this whole thing was. He was embarrassed to be doing such a childish activity but bearing in mind his current state of dress and his recent past, this was really the least of his embarrassments. The whole time he was laying there colouring, he could see the computer just the other side of the bars. He could see the games he loved playing, so close and yet so far away. After a few minutes Nick started to notice his back was hurting from hunching over on the floor. He pulled the pillow out from under him and laid himself on the floor. It was much easier to colour in the fire engine whilst laying on his front even if the awkward position meant his hand occasionally slipped outside of the lines. Whatever, Nick thought, it wasn’t like he was trying to create masterpieces, he was just trying to pass some time. Perhaps it was this new position putting pressure on his bladder, or maybe he had drunk more than he thought, but after a few minutes of lying on his front with his lower legs bent up behind him he felt his bladder sending its tell-tale signs of needing to be released. Nick didn’t give it much thought. Relaxing and freezing in place for a few seconds he felt a sudden rush of warmth entering his thick nappy. Once he had started he was able to start colouring again, although whilst distracted by the splashing warm liquid in his padding he found his ability to stay in the lines was even worse. When Nick had stopped wetting himself he gave a rather disappointed sigh. He had been enjoying having dry underwear on, something that was increasingly becoming a treat, and even though he knew it wouldn’t last, he was still sad that the dry feeling had been replaced by the distinctive feeling of soggy padding. It wasn’t unpleasant, but Nick much preferred to be dry. A few minutes later, Sarah finally re-entered the living room. She smiled at the adorable scene her husband presented. Laying on his front in his playpen, colouring away and ignoring the world, his onesie riding up slightly and accentuating the nappy underneath. It was almost too perfect! In fact, Sarah thought, this was too perfect to just let pass. She pulled her phone out of her pocket and held it up. Nick must have been getting into his drawing because he didn’t notice as Sarah approached the railing. “Nicky?” Sarah called suddenly and loudly. Nick jumped slightly and looked up just in time for him to hear the clicking sound of a mobile phone snapping a picture. “This was too cute to miss!” Sarah enthused as she looked at the photo, “I will have to print this one out.” Nick felt a mixture of shock and frustration. The last thing he wanted when he was like this was evidence of his new position. What if that photo found its way online? Nick shuddered at the possibilities, he knew that the longer he was kept like a baby the more likely it would be that other people would find out. He didn’t have a lot of friends but the ones he had would probably be wondering why he hadn’t been in contact recently. People like Steven, his good friend who he met at the pub semi-often will have been wondering where Nick had got to. Nick hoped that Steven wouldn’t try visiting to see if he was alright. Something else that scared Nick a lot was his family. He didn’t see his parents or brother all that much but he knew they occasionally liked to come round for lunch. If anyone Nick knew walked in and saw him like this… Well, the thought made Nick shudder, it was a terrifying prospect made even more scary by the inevitability of it happening sooner or later. “Anyway…” Sarah continued after she had finished admiring the photograph, “Dinner is ready.” Sarah unlocked the gate and swung it open. Her annoyance at Nick had practically evaporated after walking in on such a cute scene. She smiled warmly at him as he climbed to his feet, the crinkling which was now just a part of Nick’s life sounded out with every movement. “Hold on!” Sarah suddenly said as she held up her hand indicating Nick should stop, “Bring me that colouring book.” A confused Nick bent down and picked up the book. He was suddenly a lot more embarrassed that he hadn’t stayed in the lines! Sarah watched as her waddling husband brought her the book. She took it from him with a smile and examined the fire truck that Nick had been colouring. She didn’t know whether to be shocked or to laugh at how Nick had failed to stay in the lines. The rushed nature and the wrong colours in places, everything about this page screamed that it had been done by a two-year-old. “Did you colour this for me?” Sarah asked as she looked from the page to Nick. Nick knew what Sarah wanted him to say. Whether it was the truth or not, he knew the answer she wanted to hear. “Yes, Mummy.” Nick murmured. He just wanted to get this latest humiliation over with. Sarah beamed with happiness and ripped the page out of the book. She took Nick’s hand and walked into the dining room, she pulled Nick all the way through to the kitchen. She took one of the fridge magnets that they had bought on holiday once and handed it to Nick. “Why don’t you put your art on the fridge?” Sarah said encouragingly, “That way Mummy can see her talented baby’s work every day.” Nick had to fight to stop himself rolling his eyes. He just obediently took the page and the magnet and walked to the fridge, without any thought he attached the drawing to the fridge and walked back to Sarah. He was surprised when Sarah bent down and wrapped him in a big hug, after the frosty wake up from his nap it was very welcome and made Nick’s attempts at resisting everything crumble a little bit. How could someone not feel like a child when in a nappy and a onesie and wrapped in a big hug like this. The couple went to the dining room and then Sarah brought in dinner. It was a quiet meal but a pleasant one, it seemed both of them needed to unwind from the events of the day. It had felt like the day had stretched on and on and even after his nap, Nick still felt tired. After a quiet evening where Sarah allowed Nick to share the couch with her to watch TV, it was soon time for bed. It was a shame for Nick who had been laying down across the couch with his head in Sarah’s lap. It had been very relaxing and it was a great relief to Nick that despite all the domineering and rules, Sarah still cared for him deeply. “OK, baby, time for bed.” Sarah said when one of the shows they had been watching ended. “But…” Nick started to whine, having napped earlier he didn’t feel very tired, “I’m not tired!” “Come on now. We have had a nice evening don’t ruin it.” Sarah warned the cranky man. Nick thought about arguing his case further but upon further thought realised that it would be useless. Sarah’s mind was made up and any attempt he made to sway her mind would just result in upsetting her and risking punishment. It’s true, it had been a nice evening and Nick wanted to show that his behaviour was improving. It was still in the back of Nick’s mind that if he could prove to be more responsible and worthy of being an adult that maybe Sarah would let him get back some adult privileges. With a solemn nod, Nick climbed to his feet with all the crinkling that he had come to expect. It was interesting that Nick had adapted so much to a lot of his treatment. He didn’t realise it but he was coming to accept it even if he didn’t like it. The nappies had now just become a part of Nick’s life and Sarah being above Nick in every way was now just a fact of life. It was all still very embarrassing of course, Nick hated using his diapers, especially for messing, he didn’t like the constant fear of being seen or exposed, he didn’t like Jack or Kirsty being involved. But all these things that he disliked had now become at least partially accepted as just a fact of Nick’s life. Sarah stood up from the couch as well and, taking Nick’s hand, she began leading him up the stairs. She was in good spirits and was humming a happy little tune. She was ecstatic with how the day had gone with the exception of a few small hiccups. The leak at Kirsty’s was embarrassing for her and secretly she knew she should have been keeping a closer eye on Nick’s nappy, she was still new to having to remember to check him though. Also Nick’s apparent wet dream was annoying to her since she had expressly told Nick he wasn’t to cum without her permission. After the initial shock of being there when it happened she had calmed down about it, Nick couldn’t help what his body did when asleep and she actually found it kind of hot that Nick was so desperate he had started having wet dreams. Her mood had improved greatly after she saw the adorable scene in the playpen. The evening of watching TV with Nick paying across her lap like a loyal dog was just the sort of thing she envisioned at the start of this relationship. Nick followed Sarah without a word to the nursery. He now regarded this room as his bedroom, he had subconsciously accepted that Sarah’s bedroom was now purely hers. Once in the nursery, Sarah bent down and undid the poppers on Nick’s onesie. She placed her hand on the bottom of the nappy to assess wetness and knew that this nappy wouldn’t last the night. Standing up straight again, Sarah pulled the onesie over Nick’s head and threw it in the dirty clothes hamper. Nick knew the routine at this point and he walked to the changing table and allowed Sarah to help lift him up on to it. He laid back and relaxed as he felt the tapes on the nappy removed and then the used nappy pulled out from underneath him. When Sarah hooked her arm under Nick’s knees he didn’t do anything to help and allowed Sarah to roll him back and place the new nappy under him where It was quickly taped up. This process had now happened so many times that the whole change was happening in just a minute or two. After being lifted off of the table, Nick allowed himself to be helped into the crib and the rails were pulled up securing the baby in his personal prison. “Goodnight, sweetheart.” Sarah said quietly. She kissed her finger and touched it to Nick’s forehead. “Goodnight, Mommy.” Nick replied tiredly. “Make sure to get some rest tonight.” Sarah said as she started retreating to the exit, “I want you well rested for the shopping trip tomorrow. I don’t want to drag a cranky toddler around the shops!” Nick murmured agreement and heard the nursery door close behind him as he closed his eyes. For a few seconds there was only quietness in the room, the only sound being the crinkling from Nick’s crotch every time he moved slightly. “Wait… What!?” Nick’s eyes flew open and he sat up quickly. He turned to the closed door as if still expecting to see Sarah there. Did she say a trip to the shops? Nick’s heart sank as he realised that he faced yet another day of stress and turmoil. Surely he wouldn’t openly be dressed like a baby in the shopping centre. Sarah wouldn’t do that… Would she? ---

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