maximusdignitas

When I get home from school I know what is next because it has been like this for a few days and mom told me if I didn't come home that she would send me to school diapered and enter me in daycare which is way worse so I don't mess around even though it's embarrassing getting diapered by my mom at my age. I come inside, set my bag down and head to the bathroom where I see my mom there as she takes my clothes off which feels childish while sliding me inside the warm soapy tub while she hands me a pacifier with a leash on it. Sandy says, "Go ahead and play with your toys and I will be back," waiting for Keith to get back while grabbing a cartoon towel to dry Sebastian with.

"Follow me and I will show you where everything is located. I might need you to overnight, so just tell your mom now." Sandy heads into the kitchen where the highchair is at and point at it and says, "the bottles are over in the cupboard. The highchair still fits him which makes it more embarrassing." Then she heads into Sebastian's room and you notice large diapers and plastic pants on the shelf. "Make sure to use plastic pants at every diaper change. There's also diaper change stuff like powder and you can either change him on the floor in his room or wherever you want. The diaper pail is in the corner and his potty chair is in the living room." She walks into the bathroom and starts the bath which has toys to play with in the bottom, then adds baby bath. "He should be home any minute and I want to wait until he's in the bath, before I introduce you. You are welcome to use the pool or invite friends over; I know how short notice this is, but make yourself comfortable and I will pay more money since diapers for a 16 year old is more work. If I am happy we can do this more often."

I walk into the house and see Katie in her uniform and we walk over to the couch that I've sat on before and listen to her talk about our previous relationship and she details it out our different needs that caused us to split. "I agree that we should still be friends because when we get back together it won't be awkward. "I will take some soda," while waiting for her to get back from the kitchen.

"I think it's fine for you to babysit Sebastian because you know how to change diapers and I don't want him to leak because he's never changed diapers before. What did you learn for discipline?" "I always diaper him him when he gets home after his bath. I also bought some used baby stuff like a highchair, playpen, diaper pail, diaper bag, and a potty chair. He doesn't have any allergies or other restrictions, but that must be your training kicking in. If he gives you any trouble, then you can just spank him." "I am going to wait until he gets home because I want you to help me with his bath and then I can watch as you diaper him before leaving."

I hear my phone ring from my girlfriend and I wonder if we can get back together or at least have sex with her just like I've always wanted to do with the hot brunette cheerleader with a nice C rack. Especially if we had sex in her uniform. I am a virgin still and don't want to be one anymore, but wonder if I am big enough. I have noticed that every guy in gym is huge in comparison and no one has seen me naked. I get outside of Katie's house and park on the street while getting out and heading to the front door, then knock waiting for her. I hope none of her family is around, because it would be too awkward around them. After a little waiting, I hear the door open up.

"Hi, Keith, come inside and sit in the living room so we can talk and I'd love to see your cards for babysitting and CPR," Sandy said as she leads you over to the living room. She looks over them carefully, then asks, "What did you learn in the babysitting class Keith?" "It's rare for guys to babysit just because of diapers, but your mom mentioned you wanting to do a trip to Disneyland. I think that's real responsible of you. The reason I need a babysitter is because I have plans tonight and I need someone to watch Sebastian because he wets the bed. He lied about it and normally I diaper him, but I don't want him to wake up wet if he does the tapes wrong and I do have a plastic sheets down, but he's a heavy wetter. I never thought I would need to diaper my teenage son just like a baby." "If you are fine with changing his diapers, then you can wait until he gets home from school in about 30 minutes. You can play video games or work on homework, or whatever you feel like until he gets here and he doesn't know about this because I knew he'd have a cow."

After 20 minutes playing on the slide, I yell to him across the park, "Billy, come and get your stinky diaper changed by your babysitter. You'd think a teen wouldn't need pampers like a baby". I grab your hand to take you over to the change mat while he waddles along. I lay him down on the mat right in front of everyone. "You guys might find this hilarious to watch," I laugh out loud as I think about what I am getting ready to do to Bill. I pull out supplies and take the snaps off the legs while revealing his wet and messy diaper right in front of everyone which I was enjoying. I remove the tapes to reveal him naked and messy as well as his tiny pee pee which I make a snide comment, "Now we know why you had an accident, your little boy pee pee just couldn't control itself and soft I'm way bigger than you," I laugh as everyone gets a good look of it as well as your poopy diaper on the ground. I take my time wanting to draw out the process as long as possible.

I take my pants down reluctantly and reveal my used diaper to everyone in the restaurant which feels like everyone is watching everything. It is embarrassing that I am being treated this way on vacation even though I can't do anything about it. I lay down on the mat that looks so childish and squish my messy all over and it smells just like a toddler. Right on the floor of the restaurant, I am about to get changed and everyone knows what I've done.

My mom got Keith's number because she heard about him wanting to earn extra money, plus she knew how embarrassing it would be for her baby 16 year old to get babysat by the cute younger neighbor son and definitely put him in his place. She texted him at class, "Hey, the is Christina, the next door neighbor and I need a babysitter tonight. I know it's short notice, but can you come over after class gets done and don't make any stops because I need to talk before my other son gets out?" My mom waited a few hours until class got out and did some cleaning.

My name is Sebastian and I am 16; I recently broke up with my girlfriend Katie a few months ago. Other people have said she has started to see other guys which I find annoying knowing she used to be mine. She is very attractive and I am taking it hard. I haven't seen her walking around school with anyone else, so I don't know who it could be or whether others told me that to make me jealous and worry. I got out of school today and on my way home I grabbed some fast food just before going home. I am glad that I'll never have to deal with her parents always nagging me and her younger brother, I absolutely hated.

I was a 16 year old guy who went to high school. My name was Sebastian and I have been having bed wetting accidents that I tried keeping to a secret, but my mom caught me and went ballistic with a plastic sheet on my bed which you can hear very clearly. Mom also bought diapers with prints as well as plastic pants and some other babyish items like pacifiers, clothing, diaper pails. I begged her not to, but she just said that this is how bed wetting babies get treated. Worse, I am worried about other people finding out. My mom was going out of town for a few days leaving me alone which means I can do whatever I want.

I see my brother's look in my direction and hope he doesn't smell my messy diaper in the restaurant. Right in front of his friends and the entire restaurant he makes a huge deal and breaks out the change mat with him holding my hands while unfolding it out. "No, not right here," I plead I lay there hugely embarrassed while he takes entirely too long to finish up. Then his friends come back in and I am red as a beat.

After finishing my pizza and Bill finished his, I wiped his hand with a baby wipe right in front of everyone, "All clean" One lady who walked by smiled and said, "looks like you have your hands full" and I say, "He's just not ready to potty train yet which is why he's diapered still as well as wets and messes," and her teenage sons laugh. "He needs his pampers changed, but I was thinking of taking him to the park if you guys want to check it out and that goes for anyone else," I say loud enough to get attention of customers and workers. Like a proud babysitter, I loop the diaper bag over my shoulder with the big babies diapers visible so there's no question that it's not for a regular baby. I lead him to the park and it's busy with kids of all ages playing sports or just hanging. I put your overalls on with snaps while pinning a pacifier to Bill's shirt that is bright red. "Go play for 20 minutes on the slide" which is really close to the other kids as well as a concert. "I will let you know when to come back for your diaper change little boy and I want you sucking on your paci the whole time or your thumb," I say loud enough for people to look over and notice not a baby, but a teen. I give your bottom a few firm swats so it crinkles loudly so everyone know what it is now. I text a few of my friends from school while waiting for the little boy to finish playing. Here and there I say Be A good little boy. After it's been long enough I call out, "Little Billy come here," while setting up a change mat right between the concert and kids playing so everyone can watch the humiliation about to unfold

I sat there and it seemed forever since we ordered and I kept drinking the soda and knowing I would have to pee soon. Then finally the food got there and mine looked good and I started digging in on my garlic tater tots. After I finish the tater tots, with the soda I feel my stomach acting up and I start to get worried about everyone finishing before I need to poop. I start eating my burger a little and start wetting my diaper trying my best to be careful. I am not paying attention as I hope sitting will help keep it in. I eat a few more bites of the burger, all of a sudden I start loading my diaper with a big load while pissing uncontrollably. The seat as well as the massive load causes it to move to the front and it makes me feel like such a baby. I initially hope that no one notices, but how successful could it be with the smell of poopy diaper toddler around. It's so embarrassing in front of my younger brothers and his friends.

When we started walking along with the baby down the street towards Pizza Hut, I did a diaper check every 10 minutes saying loudly to the people passing, "smells like someone needs their poopy diaper changed." Or I would ask mom's or kids to help and that caused Bill to blush. One time I pulled his pants down to expose his diaper to his knees while he sucked on his pacifier. I could tell he needed a change, but not yet. When we got there I got a table and it was busy next to a group of people and got pizza. "What kind of pizza do you want baby?" while making sure to get the attention of the workers and customers. After our pizza got there I put a bib on him after sitting Bill next to the aisle so everyone could see. Then I filled up his bottle with juice while cutting his pieces up. "Now eat your pizza like a good boy."

I walk inside with Bill over to the table while making noise the whole way, but at least no one can notice the bulge. I sit at the table with everyone around me ready to order. Even though I ate that sandwich earlier, I am still hungry. The place is busy and I am hoping no one finds out. I look over the menu and decide on a Philly Burger with tator tots. "I am going to check out the video games." While there I play some before I hear the person taking orders and head back to give her my order. Then I tell her what I want and start drinking the soda while waiting. I start wetting my diaper while waiting and it takes a while for our food to arrive because of how many people are here plus the size of our group. I start playing on my phone to pass some time while continuing to drink my soda.

After Bill knocks on the door, I give him his pacifier for 10 more minutes outside. Then I start getting hungry, so decide to take the baby out for food with some changing supplies. I bring him inside and put some cloths that don't hide his diaper. "Hungry Baby? Where should we go? I will let you choose. I leave the pacifier in his mouth while grabbing money. I pull out some baby reins with baby blue large lettering and big block letters saying baby across the back. Perfect for everyone to see the big baby.

"You can't expect me to use these diapers," especially pooping which I can't imagine wetting or messing in public places. There was no way I was pooping inside the restaurant, I would hold forever before that ultimate humiliation. As everyone leaves the car for the restaurant, my brother grabs my hand and I am real nervous of being noticed and would have never done it if it wasn't part of the punishment. I can hear the plastic pants crinkle while walking and it sounds like a plastic bag with the bulges I want to die. As I walk inside the restaurant I want this to go quick. I wish I would have stayed home.

"That's a good boy!" I say as he drenches his diapers right while watching. "You smell like a true baby now." I move the playpen across to front porch and get a second bottle of chocolate milk. "Let's go get some fresh air and after you finish the bottles, I want you to knock on the front door." The playpen is situated close to the road with you wearing nothing but a wet and messy diaper while sucking on the bottles so anyone can see you with no where to hide. I sit there planning what I want to do with my little diaper filler to enjoy myself and would be highly embarrassing

The thought of getting changed in front of my brother's friends would be so embarrassing. Also, I don't want to ride in my brother's lap either. I don't want to go in to eat wearing diapers with these load plastic pants, but I am hungry and don't have a choice. I will just walk slow so no one can hear them, but it has me worried about him saying that the diaper is very noticeable outside my pants and everyone knowing about it plus I look down and see a bulge in front. I feel like a two year old. "Where are we eating?" I ask hoping we can just go through the drive-through

"You know what little babies like?" I reached over and push you down on the floor so the poop spread all over and I make sure to get some up front on his penis. "Now make wetties for your babysitter." I go fill a bottle with chocolate milk and bring it back and set it aside. I run to grab a play pen that has netting to keep babies in with a lock in it to keep them from escaping. I wait for you to finish wetting your diaper. "It was fun watching you totally fill your diaper like a toddler."

I don't like my mom making this a punishment and making a huge deal out of it as well as putting Bill in charge. I don't care about punishment, but the last thing I want is to have my younger brother in charge. When we stop at a grocery store, I am confused because I thought we were eating first, but then figure we were buying new clothes. I just didn't want to go in with my wet pants, but when I tried arguing, they told me to go with Bill now. As I get out of the SUV, I reluctantly grab Bill's hand because it's embarrassing to be treated like a little boy as we walk across the parking lot in my drenched pants reminds me of a six year old, not a 16 year old. As we walk over to the diaper aisle, a shudder goes down my spine as Bill starts adding stuff to the cart including diapers, plastic pants, cloth diapers, and pins and everyone could tell who they were for as we went through the checkout with my wet pants. I was so embarrassed I just kept looking down not believing this could be a real punishment. With a red face we walked into the bathroom while he laid me down on the diaper change table right where others could come in and see and he took my wet clothes off, put me in a diaper, then plastic pants, then the clean clothes. As we walked out I could hear the plastic pants crinkle as I walked to the car and would have died if anyone would have made a comment.

"If you don't do like I said I don't because I with send that photo to your parents and friends of the wet bed, you naked in the bath, or getting spanked." I start the video on my phone wanting to capture perfectly the presents Bill will be making soon. Plus with the plastic pants there's no way he can hold out forever. "If it's easier, you can start by wetting you pampers, them loading them up for babysitter. I know boy's your age make big stinkies in the toilet and you should be able to fill them so full it will make toddlers proud."

Of course he had to draw attention from my mom about it like it wasn't bad enough. Little brothers always have a way of doing that. I feel like crying now to have pissed my pants right in front of the 12 year old who smiled as well as the 13 year old and all of his friends. Trying to keep some dignity, I tell my mom, "I don't need help, just new clothes out of my bag." We travel for a little more before we get there and shut off the car while my pants were getting cold and smelling of stale pee.

I started to look at my watch after about 30 more minutes and decided to eat the sandwich and needing to pee so bad by then that I start taping my foot hoping time would go quicker, but it never does when you want it and it's taking everything I can to hold back. I feel a little slip out into my underwear, not enough to see a wet spot on my shorts, but still a close call. If anyone knew how close it was, I would have never heard the end of it. I hear some of them playing the alphabet game and I join in to lose track of things. Then not long after, I start peeing my pants again and can't stop as I totally drench my pants right there feeling so childish as well as wondering how I would hide it. I could feel it getting my bottom wet and put my hands over the top of my legs trying to hide it.