dontyouloveyourmommy

"That's a good boy, there is no reason to be embarrassed. So long as you're good, Daddy won't have to punish you." Jed looked into Reno's big brown eyes. He looked just like a small child. He laid a kiss to his baby boy's forehead. "I should add, I will keep this a secret from no one. Again, not to be mean, but I need you accessible to diaper checks at all times, plus you look just so cute, how could I hide that cute face?" He lovingly pinched Reno's cheek.

Jed sighed and sat on the bed beside his boyfriend. "Reno, I know you know how hard everything was for me. Looking back, I really don't mind that I had to take care of you. But I was thinking about all I'd have to do. Between the formula and the diapers, it just makes sense. You're not really a boyfriend...as much of a child. I don't mind that. If you want me to take care of you though, it has to be on my terms."

"Well sweetheart, the last time you had control of your life, you became very naughty. There's a reason your fiance left you. You were so controlling and nasty. Obviously I didn't do a good job raising you the first time around, so I have to raise you again." Jane stood up and put an arm around her, rubbing her daughter's shoulders. "Now, if you're not hungry, maybe you need to use the potty before you take your nap. Come, come, let's go." She started leading her out of the room.

"Aw, did baby go pee pee in her diddums?" Damien cooed. "Aw and she finished her baba, what a good baby you are. Come here, come to Daddy!" He took the bottle and placed it on the table. He scooped Cathy up and held her so her chin was on her shoulder. He patted her back until she burped. "There we go, Daddy doesn't need a gassy baby does he?"

"Now Emmy, you are back in my house, which means you go by my rules. Finish up your sandwich or you'll take a nap hungry." Jane said in a firm voice. "You need an early bedtime and naps so you're not cranky in the mornings. I need my well behaved girl." She patted her daughter's head. "Don't you want to be mommy's

"A big girl wouldn't be saying potty or big girl," Damien replied. He returned a moment later with a baby bottle full with milk. "Does kitten want her milk?" He cooed. He tookk out the pAci and put in the bottle. He then tied a bib around her neck. "There we go. Drink every drop."

"If you have to go potty, then go in your diapey," Damien coos. "That's what it's for. No more potty for my sweet baby." He laid a kiss to her forehead and carried her downstairs. He shifted her in his arms and then lowered her down onto the couch. "Alright, you get some rest. You call Daddy if you need anything. I'm going to fix you a baba, sit tight."

"You're right, you're not a child, you're a wittle baby," Damien cooed. "Awww, is my baby upset?" He asked. "Maybe baby does need her binky." He knelt down in front of her and stuck the binky into her mouth. "There we go, there's your soother, you suckle on that, there we go, that's a good girl. Come here to Daddy."

Damien smirked, as she continued to act more and more like a toddler with her whining and pouting and pounding her fists. "Yes, I can do this, I don't really care what's fair or not." He folded his arms. "You've promised to be good and this won't ruin your life, this will make your life ten times better. So come on, be Daddy's good little Kitten and crawl to Daddy." He held out the pacifier. "Come to Daddy and get your binky, maybe then you won't be as fussy," he cooed. "And then maybe Daddy's baby needs a spanking for not listening to Daddy? Huh? Is that what Kitten wants?"

"Splendid," Jed said, happy that he was agreeing to all of it. He did notice how uncomfortable that he was. "Don't worry sweetheart, it won't be embarrassing." He took him by the hand and lead him upstairs.

"Well for one, you will wear what I choose for you to wear, you know how I feel about fashion choices. You will also eat what I feed you and you will have a curfew as well. I can't have you coming and going at all hours of the day. So I'll require that you're home by 8 PM and that you'll be asleep by 8:30. You'll take naps during the day as well." She reached over and wiped off her mouth. "There we go. Now, finish up so you can take your nap, okay sugar?"

"No, you're not an adult," Damien replied. He grabbed her by the hand and pushed her back down. "You will not be changing. In fact, Daddy has packed up all of your big girl clothes, you will wear what I put on you and nothing else. Now, you are going to crawl to me whether you like it or not. I don't care how many times we have to go through it, you are not a teenager and you are not an adult. As long as you follow my instructions, you won't get any punishments."

"Oh bud, I love you too," Jed whispered. He ran his fingers through the boy's wild hair. "It's okay, it's all okay. You're home now, this is your home and I'll be taking care of you, don't you worry." He placed a kiss to his forehead. Jed reached 6 feet tall and had dark blonde hair, which unlike his boyfriend's was cut short. He had blue eyes, which took in his boyfriend's appearance. He didn't mind the curls, he had always loved them. But the boy was just too skinny. He put an arm around him and lead him inside. "So, I've been talking to your doctors, they feel that you need to gain some weight back. They suggested this special formula, normally they use it for malnourished children, but you're about there." That was sort of a lie. The doctor had said Pedisure would've worked, but also suggested this formula.

"You should've thought about that before you started acting out," Damien told her. He grabbed her hair and fixed it into two pig tails. "There we go, you look like a real little baby doll." He patted her diaper clad bottom.

"Oh don't worry sweetheart," Jane replied with a smile. "You can stay as long as you need." She did her best not to show just how excited she was about all of this. "Come on, I made us some lunch. Then I'll help you unpack and you can settle in, maybe take a nap? I know how trying these past few days have been on you."

"Is that all you care about?" Kevin asked. "I'm going to diaper you and all you want are your dresses?" He shook his head. "This just proves that this is what you need for yourself." He

"You are now," Damien told her. He grabbed her panties and pulled them down along with pulling off her shirt. "You like to walk around in just a t-shirt and panties, let's see how you like walking around in a t-shirt and diaper." He pushed her down gently and diapered her. "What a cute baby you are." He pinched her cheek and pulled the t-shirt over her head. It fell above her belly button. "There we go." He stood her up and patted her bottom. "Alright, now let's go over your new rules. You will be staying with Daddy at all times unless I get you a sitter. You will be diapered and wear what I put on you. You are no longer in college either."

Jane placed the last plushie on the bed and smiled around at the room. The walls were painted bubble gum pink and there were pictures of Disney Princesses scattered about. There was a tea set in the corner, along with a doll house and some other toys. A nice white dresser sat up against the wall, with a changing table beside it. The closet was filled with the cutest little girl clothes. The toddler bed in the middle of the room was her favorite. It was white with pink bedding and lots of plushies. It looked like the perfect place for a little girl to sleep and her little girl would be in there...even though she wasn't so little anymore. No, Jane's daughter was a grown adult. She had even been engaged to be married. But Jane's daughter had been an awful bridezilla, so much so that she had driven away her fiance. Jane realized she must have failed how she had raised her daughter. Her daughter had asked to move back in with her and she had agreed....leaving out this condition. Oh well, she would figure it out soon enough. Jane couldn't wait for this, it was just what her baby needed, to be a little girl again.

Jed had been a good boyfriend. He had stuck by his man for as long as he possibly could, watching him spiral out of control. Finally, finally he had agreed to go to rehab. Jed was pleased and while he missed his boyfriend, he was glad he was finally getting help. But now he was getting out of rehab and he knew what he had to do to keep his better half in check. It helped that he had a medical condition that made him wet himself. He had purchased diapers and other stuff needed, but had also purchased other things, such as a crib, baby clothes and other furniture. But the rules...Jed was most proud of the rules. He heard the van pull up and headed outside, watching his boyfriend disembark. A smile spread across his face.

(Please remove the part where she is dressed. Do not play for me, thank you.)

Damien sighed and

Damien got up and grabbed her by the wrist. "I wasn't asking. And you are not leaving the house like that." He pulled Cathy down into a chair and took her burrito. "You have been out of control lately and I can't let it continue." He sat down in front of her.

Damien had raised his daughter Cathy mostly on her own. Her mother had died when she was a small child and he found the job hard, especially once Cathy hit her teen years. He didn't know how to raise a teenager, but teenage girls were especially tough on a father. He allowed her to get out of control and he knew that was her own mistake. He was well aware of her actions in college and he had a little surprise for her.

"That's the wrong answer." Kevin told her. He threw her over his shoulder and carried her upstairs. He stripped off her shirt and grabbed one of his shirts, it would be huge on her. He slid it over her body and then grabbed a pull up from under the bed. "Do you know what this is?"