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  1. Another fantastic chapter! Thank you for sharing.  I certainly hope you don't pull a George R.R. Martin and not finish this story soon. I would hate to wait seven years between chapters, lol. 

    I am sure the dramatic conclusion will be just as spectacular as the rest of the story has been compelling. You have a wonderful talent for writing and whether this story is just for therapeutic reasons or not. I certainly hope that I will be able to read more of your writing soon. 

    Thanks, again for sharing your talents here. 

  2. You have written an interesting story, I would like to read more soon. The only thing I would add for constructive criticism is the spelling, ( i.e. babies instead of babys.) Nonetheless you have written a nice story, and I look forward to reading more soon. 

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  3. I've been struggling to think of what to write; so this is a short filler chapter, hopefully you like it. FYI: the next chapter will probably be darker, and sexier than this one. Nonetheless her you go.

     

    Chapter 17

     

    Mommy made quick work of wiping my messy bottom, and changing me into a clean diaper. When she had finished; she told me it was early enough that I could stay up for a bit longer and play a video game or workout if I wanted to.

     

    I opted to work out; which Mommy thought was hilarious. She took a few pictures and probably a video or two of her "big, strong, diaper wearing boyfriend' lifting heavy weights and going through a vigorous workout. She made sure I stayed well hydrated while lifting, and by the end of my workout I had to fight hard not to piss myself while I pushed through my last couple of reps.

     

    However, when I finished my last rep I finally let go and flooded my diaper. Mommy told me I could recover for a bit and she gave me a bottle of chocolate milk and some iced animal crackers,( my favorite.) While she went and took care of a few things herself.

     

    It must've been a couple hours or so later before she returned and I had absentmindedly been sitting on the carpet coloring.

     

    "Aw, look at the big strong baby sitting there in his soaking wet diaper. Are you coloring Mommy a pretty picture baby boy? When you're done do you want Mommy to hang it on the fridge? Or maybe I should take a picture of you right now, and post it on social media for all our friends to see."

     

    I looked over and sure enough Mommy had her phone out and had presumably snapped a few pictures of me coloring in my wet diaper.

     

    "Don't worry baby boy. Mommy won't post these yet. I'm not ready to deal with all the questions, but after your baby shower everyone is going to know just how much of a big baby you really are."

     

    I hung my head in embarrassment. This was definitely more than I had imagined happening to me even in my wildest fantasies.

     

    " Now I think you've been up long enough today and you've had a lot of excitement so Mommy is going to give you a bath, and put you to bed."

     

    The thought of her giving me a bath was exciting, and I didn't think she would be as mean as Nana was this morning, so I crawled behind Mommy into the bathroom, and was surprised to see that the bathtub was already full of warm, lavender scented water.

     

    After taking off my soaked diaper Mommy helped me into the bathtub and then she used the shower hose to wet my hair and shampoo it. When my hair was clean Mommy continued to wash me with lavender baby wash. She told me that the scent of lavender helped to relax people.

     

    As she bathed me I couldn't agree more. I could feel the stress and humiliation of the day melt away while Mommy bathed me. I felt loved and cared for in a way I hadn't in a long time, and it also felt like we were the only two people in the world at that moment.

     

    Unfortunately the bath couldn't last forever; so when the water began to cool Mommy helped me to stand up and get out of the tub; where she dried me off and led me into my new bedroom.

     

    Mommy diapered me up in extra thick diapers. I just about melted into the floor from joy when she took extra time to rub me down with baby lotion, before she slid a white t-shirt over my head. She said since it was nice and cool this evening I could sleep in just that. She helped me into my makeshift crib and told me the story of the three little pigs. Before she left my "nursery" she rubbed my back for a few minutes, finally she gave me a kiss and left the room. While I fell asleep dreaming of the love and care she had shown me.

     

    I woke up around 8am to the sound of an alarm clock ringing. Which I reached over and turned off out of habit. I sat up and rubbed my eyes. When I stretched my legs I kicked something over, and looked down at my feet to see four bottles, and a note.


     

    "Good morning baby boy,

    Mommy was called into work early, and I didn't want to wake you up, and take you to Nana' house; since you look so cute when you're sleeping. Your alarm should have went off at 8 am. There are four bottles in your crib. I want you to drink one every hour. I don't know how long I will be at work; so Nana will be coming over around 12:30 this afternoon to watch her 'favorite big baby' as she put it. You can get out of your crib! However you are not allowed to touch your diaper, get something to eat, or try to use the big boy potty on your own. I will find out if you did and your cute diapered butt will be red for a month. So be a good boy for Nana, and Mommy will see you later."

     

    Love,

    Mommy

     

    I looked at the clock, it was now a little after eight am. Not wanting to upset Mommy at all I dutifully grabbed one of the bottles and started to drink the milk, and wondering what on earth was going to happen to me when Nana came over to watch me.

  4. Wow! You did warn it was dark. I hope this is fiction. If someone was thinking suicide (or worse acting on those thoughts.) I hope they would seek help. Having had those thoughts myself, I know how hard that can be. Being in the hospital was no fun, but who knows what would have happened if I hadn't received help.

    Ok, serious stuff, ( and probably a little TMI, but oh well ) I enjoyed your story. There were a few grammatical errors. However I liked the pace of your story and it seemed to flow well. Keep up the great work, I hope t read more soon.

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