Deviant

After he was done with his triade he was panting heavily as he looked around. What the hell is going on here? Goddamn it? No one is helping me! He thought to himself. Good thing Daddy had expected this and was one step ahead of "baby" "INTO WHAT? I'M NOT INTO THIS SHIT YOU DUMB BITCH! I TOLD YOU HE TOOK OFF ME THE STREET. HE THINKS I'M SOME GUY NAMED TOM!" Jason squirmed and stretched as much as he could it was no use he was stuck in the cramped confined highchair. As the waitress patted his head telling Oliver what a good job he did commending him for teaching Jason how to be such a good actor. She would come to find out differently as Oliver told her what was in his mind the best part, That Jason or "Baby Dewey" Was like this out of the box & he didn't have to teach him anything. Jason began crying. Okay so he knew the waitress here that didn't explain in his mind why no one else was helping him. The helplessness was not a feeling he was accustomed to as he blubbered miserably.

With the cooing and a bop to his nose he was tempted to bite Oliver again but no he gritted his teeth. Jason's ears perked up upon hearing that if he didn't shit himself too much that he would be rewarded. He scoffed in his mind replying sarcastically,Yeah that's gonna he a hard challenge to win. When Oliver picked him up and started heading to the door Jason desperately tried to cling on to the door,he didn't want to be seen dressed like this carried by a man. Save for the outfit he looked like a man ridiculously dressed like a small child. His efforts were in vein as Daddy pulled him away not even noticing he had gripped the doorway. His mind couldn't comprehend why not only did nobody say anything,but worse they had a highchair for someone his size. It was a tight fit but this obviously wasn't a baby's highchair. Jason squirmed he was cramping from how tight he was In the supplied highchair. He wasn't a small child,he was a man standing at nearly six feet tall. As he thought about it,them it more it made sense, Oliver must have been to this place before,after all looking around at the other clientle this wasn't the average restaurant. That would make sense as to why no one batted an eye and why the waitress and called him a cutie patootie like she was used to routinely used to seeing this type thing Jason took it as Oliver cooed at him asking if he was happy that someone thought he was cute. When the waitress came back Jason took his chance. "Lady you've got to help me! This psycho confused me for someone else and thinks I want to be a baby! He snatched me off the street yesterday call the police!"

Jason grimaced as Oliver tickled his chin and stomach fidgeting uncomfortably grunting until his hands left contact with his body. As Oliver told Jason he was going to get his diaper changed then getting him dressed to go out to lunch. His eyes bugged out, however afraid that Oliver would catch him he averted his eyes. When Daddy Oliver asked if he was a sad baby he played it up to the hilt. "Yeaaaaaaas!" He cried and cried. He let out whimpers as Daddy blew raspberries on his tummy he kicked out squirming careful not to kick the man. Finally it registered. "O...owt?" He asked in a painful whimper. Yes this was it surely no one would ignore his begs for help. For fuck sake I don't want to shit myself! His mind screamed out. He didn't make a big mess purposely, the man wasn't letting him up to use a toilet and his stomach was flipping with distress over all the events of the past day he told himself. A double diaper would mean a tougher time walking and he didn't want to waddle. The Mickey mouse overalls were no better they included a boyish Mickey Mouse tee shirt or Daddy placed it in there as an outfit, they were short,shorter than even shortall's and had a snap crotch, oh God he hated them but he knew he had to stomach them. When his booties were placed on his feet these were tight arching his feet, little did he know that these were special booties that had bone melting and freezing system that would contort his feet molding them permanently into one position if he wore them often enough,causing an inability to walk.. Jason shifted uneasily due to the double diapers, the thickness spreading his legs apart, the obviousness if he were in public and feeling Oliver rubbing his groin through them all the reasons about them added to it being intolerable.

Jason moaned extremely downtrodden. Of course he was right there that's why he was fucking miserable! He wasn't going to forget that for the moment he was under Oliver's control when it was painstakingly obvious. As Oliver told Jason he was going to change him & make him feel better he let out sigh of relief thinking that a diaper change would make him feel somewhat better, not knowing or wondering if he had something else in mind. Being asked the question Jason let out a dejected "Mmm-hmm" Being carried in a pissy and shitty diaper to the nursery for a change as a humongous man held him like a baby and hummed sweetly was not a pleasant experience in the least. Jason moaned hoping Oliver wouldn't strap him down since he was "behaving himself" to no avail he sighed knowing it was too early for that. Replaying the last couple of days in his mind as Oliver untaped his diaper he was going to play up to what this man wanted so after Oliver was done cooing at him,he started bawling as if the reality was setting in to him and it was too much to bear.

Oliver's constant cooing and baby talk was getting tiresome to Jason. His mind already frazzled he decided not to answer when asked if he was feeling, sick all he could do was moan and sorrowfully nod his head as if it wasn't already obvious by the dry heaving. When Oliver asked if he shit himself he let out an anguished squeaky squeal burying his face into Oliver's shoulder desperate to hide his face from shame. he guessed Oliver hadn't noticed he pissed himself too. He wasn't used to pissing and shitting himself and he was happy about that,he couldn't wait until he was free of this psychotic monstrosity. He grinned and bared it as Oliver unsnapped his one-piece as he preferred to call it. Squeaking pathetically once again as Daddy pulled back his diaper and praised him. This whole thing made him sick to his stomach,he certainly didn't get why people found this enjoyable As Daddy laid him on the changing table he closed his uttering a defeated beg of "please just get it over with?" Accompanying it with a moan and whimper of uncomfortability.

After he managed to drain the foul contents of his bottle Jason was spaced out, bloated and green around the gills as every few seconds he would dry heave, his stomach was churning from what that bottle contained. . Being starved,Wearing a diaper & a teddy bear onesie, being talked down to and controlled, having to drink that garbage,the diaper rash still burning on his ass from yesterday, the heavy slaps to his face this morning, Having his jaw pryed open. Jason has never been exposed to this much torture and he didn't like it one bit. Jason heard Olivier say he put in a special ingredient in the bottle but even then his fragile mind was much too preoccupied with everything that's gone on that it wouldn't allow him to Wonder what that might be despite the fact that Oliver was rubbing the front his diaper as a clue. Jason eyes were vacant as his eyes welled up and continued dry heaving. At least he would be getting food that would help him steady his mind and remain calm so he could recoup his loses and escape once he was able to formulate a plan,his patience was being tested and he may have lost the battle but the war was going to be his, he was sure of that,no one had ever beaten him in a battle of wills before and he wasn't going to lose now that the stakes were so high. Jason suddenly had the urge to piss and shit at the same time,he had never had such pressure from front and back before. As much as he didn't want to it was better to just freeflow than suffer anymore physical abuse at the hands of the deranged giant. He tried his best to let go without drawing any attention to himself or his actions as let go of his bowels and bladder into his diaper

As Oliver taunted Jason telling him that's big boy food and he might give him food for lunch if he was a good boy it caused Jason to stew with rage and it was obvious to Daddy Oliver. As he kept up "his act" in Oliver's mind with questions and demands Oliver has had enough,scolding the man in his arms. "But I'm not lying damn it No that's not that! arghhhh" Jason screamed as he stretched trying to get out of Oliver's tight grip he collapsed into Daddy's arms after his failure. Helpless in his highchair he was caught off guard when Daddy told him to drink his baba like a good boy and slapped him four times getting harder each time telling him to stop. "Arghh." Being. ughhhh. so. "Gahhh...." annoying!. Jason didn't say a word his tears flowed freely down his face wailing from the rough slapping,Oliver was winning for now. . Jason tried & tried to protest as Oliver pryed his mouth open "urghh nurrr stirp" after a minute or two he was cowering under the strength of his hands afraid of getting his jaw broken he opened resulting in Oliver jamming the nipple of the bottle filled with genuine breast milk Oliver had ordered from eBay mixed with his new Daddy's seed into Jason's mouth. Jason began coughing and gagging on the rancid concoction it was thick salty and tasted sour like nothing he ever wanted to taste again. The nipple was so large he was forced to swallow every drop of his now daily baba. As Oliver cooed telling Jason He was going to change his name his mouth was filled with the nipple so he couldn't say anything he could only whimper as he continued finishing his bottle. Of course he didn't want to be called such a ridiculous name,he didn't want anything that was happening to him

When he woke up Jason felt like a train had hit him. His body never felt this bad even when he had the worst of hangovers. He hadn't slept hardly at all trapped in the crib by a lunatic wearing a diaper and wearing the sky blue teddy bear one-piece suit fit for a baby. Jason's eyes widened as he heard the footsteps getting close and the locks unlatching. He laid subdued zoning out and feeling defeated for the time being. As he was hoisted up by the strong man he let out a "hurghh" Jason cringed rolling his eyes as he was called a little grumpy bear. He didn't answer as he was squeeezed tightly as he was asked Oliver's question. When he could breath again he strained slightly and annoyed yet defeatedly saying in a monotone voice . "My name is Jason not tom-tom" when his cheeks were pinched he let out a cramped sigh. Being carried on his way to the kitchen he smelled food. Oh it smelled so good, he thought finally he was going to eat. ",Ughhhh I'm so hungry!" His stomach growling as if on cue when he said it. As Oliver stated he has no food for "his baby Jason couldn't help getting flustered. "What you're gonna starve me? I haven't had anything in over a day!" Oliver slammed Jason into his highchair squeezing and squishing him in locking his arms down at his sides with the tray as if he was a ragged doll. Jason squirmed cartoonishly trying to stretch In order to get his arms free as "Daddy" was distracted doing whatever the hell it was he was doing. When "Daddy" turned around with a baby bottle in hand Jason's eyes went wide and he quickly shut his mouth. He wasn't going to drink from a baby bottle not today. When Daddy Oliver called Jason Tom-Tom again asking if he was going to be a good boy and wanted his baba or if he was going to be naughty again Jason took the opportunity to tell him once again that "My Name is JASON!", When Oliver dug his nails into Jason's scalp he caused the baby boy to let out an anguished moan. He growled when for the third time having been called Tom-Tom. "How many times do I have to say it? My name Jason! JASON, JASON, JASON." As a few hair strains being pulled almost at the root Jason considered asking what was in the container,when he remembered Oliver said it was milk,as fast and cunning as ever he came up with a clever ploy. "I'm lactose intolerant I can't drink that"

Jason let out the a sorrowful moan as he was hoisted out of the oversized baby walker and prepared himself for a painful landing on the changing table. It wasn't as distressing as he thought it would be. He still had to put up with the mountain of a man tossling his hair like a small child but he could put up with that if it means not sitting in his own mess. The way Oliver's demeanor had changed significantly gave Jason cause for concern. Clearly this man was mentally unstable and for the time being he would pick his battles. He lied there whimpering as the large man admonished him with a cold serious tone. He wasn't happy as the man untaped his diaper lifting his legs high in the air signifying his current status of a total baby. Jason began whimpering in trepidation as the man grabbed wipes wincing in expectation of more torture from the dreaded wipes. When they hit his skin however they were cool and somewhat soothing. When Oliver rubbed disinfectant cream on his asshole and hemorrhoids he couldn't help but let out repeated forlorn whimpering cries. The smell and feel of being powdered and taped back up into diapers nauseated him. Jason closed his eyes as Oliver went over to the closet and tried to collect his thoughts. When he opened them he was greeted to the sight of a repulsive onesie covered in sickeningly cute teddy bears, clearly not suitable for a man of his status. "I... Don't wanna wear it" he murmured quietly as Daddy Oliver ignored him and dressed him. As Oliver was done and asked can If he was his little teddy bear he couldn't help grunting and squirming. Go to sleep? It was the middle of the afternoon. Jason just laid where he was until his stomach had started growling,in all the commotion he forgot that he hadn't eaten at all today this man wasn't going to starve him was he? His mind panicked. He certainly didn't want you go to sleep In the late afternoon, he was a man damn it. He fidgeted uncomfortably as he was carried over to the crib his eyes bulging and mouth gaping as the big man pulling the locking top over it. He had to stop himself from trying to get out as much as he didn't want to be locked in a wooden cage like an animal or in this case a baby. His opportunity would come again,he made a career out of psychological warefare outsmarting his enemies and he would this time too.

Jason was disgusted he did as he wanted,he apologized what more did he want? Jason's eyes faded In and out as the man spoke. He could do nothing but sit there as the man talked down to him, showing his razor sharp teeth to Jason, talking to him as if he wasn't even five years old and Jason rolled his eyes trying not to let Oliver see him.doing so. Jason screech as Oliver pulled him up by the hair practically pulling it out by the root. . Jason grunted as moans as his cheek was pulled and twisted. "Ughh owwhhh that hurts!" Exclaimed Jason. It was then Oliver's hand cracked against his face so hard. Jason held his face crying. He has never felt such a heavy slap across his face. It brought tears to his eyes as he held his beautiful face now swollen with a handprint causing his legs to dangle in the walker Not wanting to get him any angrier he sat quietly holding his face as the berated him, until his chin was grabbed forcing him to look into his eyes,. Jason's whole body was trembling. As he listened to what Oliver was saying his eyes were bugging out in shock. When daddy left the question to him; he begged Oliver with everything in himself promising he'd do anything to stop the agony he had and was going to endure at the hands of this angry man. "Please I'll do anything you want please just don't hurt me anymore!" He begs With genuine tears he's had enough abuse for one day.

As the larger man berated him in a mocking coo utterly demeaning him,Jason's mind wanted to scream and attack the man despite his much larger size. He would have if he was on the street and these were normal circumstances, however his ass felt like he had a blowtorch taken to it from the combination of the alcohol that was in those wipes colliding with his open raw hemorrhoids. What was he going to say? His ass was burning alive and he hated what Oliver was doing to him but this man was obviously a sadist of biblical proportions so he layed helpless and quiet not wanting to endure that agony again especially while he was still suffering from the last round. Jason squirmed in his walker seat the material rubbing against his diaper fidgeting like a baby as Oliver set up a baby monitor to listen for him to beg for a diaper change. As he sat quietly sobbing remembering how bad the hemorrhoids got after a half hour he didn't want to sit that long again. He was willing to apologize even if he didn't mean it,but he was determined not to beg for a diaper change,he wasn't a baby after all. After what seemed like an eternity of sitting there helpless his body trembling from the repulsive feeling and agony while he sobbed which was really not even 15 minutes, he was ready to give in and play along. As his pulse heightened and breath got heavier he was fighting his pride only he was desperate. "I... I'm .s...s.. ..sorry, p......p.... please....l ..le,..let...m..me o .out?" He chirped between heaving sobs. He said this repeatedly not wanting to scream and upset the man who called himself daddy. He slumped in his walker looking like a pouty baby his face covered in tears and snot.

Jason was too worn out to fight as he was stripped of his soiled clothing.When Oliver started to clean him with punishment wet wipes made with rubbing alcohol (which were much harsher and stung more than gentle baby wipes), on his genitals that now had a rash from sitting in his own mess, he whinced and moaned. Oliver's strong rough hands clearly showing no concern for the severely naughty boy's pain after being bitten. It was when Oliver dug into his hemorrhoids deliberately opening them up that Jason lost all control,he howled In agony as streams of hot tears strewn down his face from the alcohol searing his open hemorrhoids. After Oliver was content that his baby wouldn't dare move in such pain,was when he dumped his mess into the diapers he had opened. When he was plopped on to the squishing mess of the diaper his response was ohh God no! With a grimaced look of disgust, he laid there helpless and weak as the man secured the diapers and pulled plastic panties up over them worst of all they locked, not that he couldn't rip them off when he had his energy back. When Oliver slapped his ass again he let out a terror and agony filled moan. Jason was too distracted by his agony to say anything back to the demented man He could only let out wails as he felt the hand smearing his mess all over his open hemorrhoids. As he was carried to the baby walker and dropped in helpless once again howling from the collision with the material catching his diapered ass as Oliver locked him in. he groaned even in the largely built contraption he would barely be able to get his feet to touch the floor it was too high up for anything but his tip toes to reach. Where and how this man got one of any of this baby stuff upscaled and made for an adult his fragile mind didn't want to ask. When Oliver said his final words and left Jason couldn't hold it in anymore. This had been the worst day of his life, he started breathing heavily and sobbing harder than he ever had before at the thought of what this man was doing to him. Wondering how what was supposed to be a such a great pranked resulted in this..

Jason writhes in anger using what little strength he has left as the talked down to him. He exploded. "You try holding your shit in when someone straps you down and presses on your stomach!" When Oliver pinched his cheek turns his head in an attemp to bite the man's hand or at least his fingers. Which was a mistake because it only made the big man retaliate by squishing his mess around making him cringe and gag. Being left in shit filled pants with it smeared all over him, Jason was physically weak and tired but not broken. His ass was starting to feel a bit raw and the feces was fermenting long enough to cause painful hemorrhoids After what seemed like eons The large man finally returned.he cooed as he always did. Asking about diapers and tickles his chin. Jason opened his mouth wide to answer and when he had the opportunity to he chomped down as hard as he could on the large man's hand. "I AM NOT WEARING DIAPERS NOT NOW NOT EVER!"

Jason was so frustrated by the large man cooing at him like a baby telling him he didn't want baby to get chaffed by the buckles, so frustrated he continued to thrust as violently as he could given what little leeway he had as the man once again patted his head and stroking his hair. As the man continued asking him if he was upset he barked "of course I'm upset YOU SNATCHED ME OFF THE STREET TO BE A WEIRD TOY! He was swiftly silenced by a heavy yet gentle pressure on his abdomen as the man designed to be a prank cooed alerting him that once he was done being helped to shit himself he'd be left alone. "DAMN I'm not a big boy I am a .Ma......." before he could finish his sentence Oliver pressed heavier on his abdomen and as hard as he tried to stay clenched it all came out. Jason laid in horror,not that he had much choice, watching the aggressive and strong man start heading to the door following up on his promise. "WHERE ARE YOU GOING? GET BACK HERE AND LET OFF THIS DAMN TABLE! THIS IS DISGUSTING!' Jason couldn't help but bawl having been forced to shit himself was enough to set him off but now he was being forced lie in it feeling the squishing smelly mess under him was more than he could stand. He screamed and screamed until his voice was hoarse not a soul would hear him in his soundproof nursery until Daddy Oliver decided to return.

Jason helpessly tried freeing himself but to no avail the straps were so tight they pinched his skin and rubbed them raw if he moved. He stayed quiet stewing in rage as the man told him he'd be using everything like it or not. Who fuck did this guy think he was talking to? He thought to himself biting his tongue. All through Oliver's lecture his body was fidgeting; his face red with rage. "I keep telling you I didn't ask you for anything! If someone contacted you did this person send a picture or something? Why do you think I'm the sicko that wants this?" Tears fill Jason's eyes frustrated beyond belief from the situation he's found himself in. Oliver senses the fear in his new baby. He's never felt this kind of exhilaration with anyone else before. This guy was committed to being as realistic as possible even going above and beyond that. Before too long Jason's stomach starts to churn the pressure increases as his stool works it's way down through his digestive system. He continuously groans out in pain and clenches his ass tight desperately wanting to hold his stomach during this test of wills straining to keep it from coming out, however little pockets of gas began building up inside Jason's stomach.

"I'm telling you;you have the wrong man!" Maybe if I stayed quiet for a while he'll realize I'm not Thomas Jason thought to himself and noticed the anger that exuded from the man in the front seat. It's was a good long time as Oliver drove silently but obviously raging . When the car finally stopped Jason was roughly unbuckled from the carseat. As he was crunched under Oliver's arm so tightly he could barely breathe as the man berated him like a small child, Jason tried his hardest to get loose squirming and flailing to no effect. When he was taken into the house he still couldn't breathe Oliver's strength of the squeeze took all the oxygen out if his lungs. As Oliver entered the nursery Jason looked around in awe. all he could do was scream holy fuck in his mind until Oliver released his grip. When he did however Jason was slammed hard on to a changing table out of energy and breath from the tight squeeze he pathetically tried to resist as Oliver secured him into place. "Stop please? what is all this? Where did you get it? Why do you have it?" He asked hurriedly ,disturbed by what he saw. The look of Oliver had changed so drastically as he spoke with a surprisingly frightening tone. He'd try to appeal to his sense of reason. "please I'm sorry okay but when someone snaps your off the street while you're cleaning your windshield what would you have done? I don't want to lie in my own shit!"

When Oliver cooed at him mockingly and referring to him as a baby his tantrum got worse and he lashed out "DO I LOOK LIKE A BABY YOU MORON?" When Oliver made the statement about playing up the Brat act Jason played dumb not helping his chances "Brat act? What the hell are you talking about you twisted freak? Let me out of here now!" Those words would come to haunt Jason when Daddy pulled over he thought he had finally convinced the man he had the wrong person so he didn't struggle as he was unbuckled from his carseat. However when he tried to stand up and was forcibly rushed over Oliver's knee he squirmed once again as his pants were rolled down to his ankles afraid he would be sexually assaulted the straight boy that he is. "Oh God no don't rape me! I like girls goddamn it! Please?" Jason's fears were alleviated to a small degree when the heavy handed man brought it down colliding with Jason's ass. Jason's eyes went wide when he heard the man saying “I own you now, brat. Threaten me all you like, wittle guy; just know that I don’t tolerate naughty language coming from such a wittle baby.” his only recourse was to once again convince the man he wasn't the man who messaged him. "YOU DONT FUCKING OWN ME YOU DONT EVEN KNOW WHO I AM! "I'm a straight man my name is Jason I don't know who the hell you are now let me go!" Jason screamed out and clenched his ass the humongous man started rubbing his ass with some kind of liquid paying particular attention to his hole. "Arghhh what are you doing? Don't you listen idiot? Stop touching my.....ARGHHH" jason groaned and the man's rough finger's filled his tight virgin bottom, he had never so much as put his own finger up there not realizing that Oliver had stuck suppositories up with his finger. As his pants were pulled up and he was resecured to his carseat he once again with strong defiance tried to appeal to this man "listen you crazy motherfucker I'm not whoever you think I am. I'm straight meaning I'm not into men I'm not into diapers or being a baby or whatever the hell it is you are looking for!" He heard Olivier speak not oblivious to the fact that he had suppositories in him. "And if I don't shit myself like you think I'm going to you'll stop this madness,let me go and realize I'm not whoever it is you think I am?" He asked the man in the front seat glaring back at him with a smirk through the rearview mirror.

"Jesus Christ! You're huge!" Exclaimed Jason startled by the intimidating man before him. "The spot? What are you talking about? Jason looks at him strangely. When he pats his head Jason swats his hand way "Hey keep your hands to yourself gigantor!" When his hand grabs Jason's wrist with his tremendous strength It makes the baby scream out in pain causing him to drop the cigarette from his mouth. "Hey let go of me you fucking mutant! What do you think you're doing?" He screams out in pain as Oliver tightens his grip practically crushing his wrist in the process. When Oliver asks the question Jason look at him oddly. "What the fuck? Why would I wear be wearing diapers?" It suddenly hits him like a ton of bricks,this is the diaper fag. He needs to keep my cool and not let on Jason grunted as he hoisted into the air with ease "What? Playing adult? Daddy? Bratty? The fuck are you talking about? Put me down God damnit!" As the larger man ruffles the angry baby's hair he squirmed and struggled & screamed our for help unfortunately at this ungodly hour of the weekend this street is desserted. Jason did do his best to squirm,struggle, bite, kick and punch as Oliver effortlessly secures him into the over sized car seat, even insisting that he has the wrong man. After he was secured in he hurriedly clasped at straws trying to unbuckle himself from the childproof buckles. "YOU CAN'T ABDUCT SOMEONE LIKE THIS THAT'S AGAINST THE LAW!" His words were ignored as the large brute entered the front seat driving to whatever ungodly destination he has in store for them, as the baby hurled obscene names at Oliver calling him everything under the sun and threatened him with lawful actions. While appearing to be shrugged off the threats are being well documented for punishments.

Surprised by such a quick response Jason was giddy imagining the look on Thomas's face as he tells this story. Cold and Calculating Jason thought to himself and took time before replying "a spanking on the first day? I'll be so naughty I'll act like I don't even know who you are or what you're talking about!" Following it up a sticking out of the tongue emoji to entice the would be daddy. "How soon were you interested in meeting? I don't send pics though but I will tell you my name as soon as we set something up!" Jason was filled with exhilaration this prank was on a huge scale, he would become a legendary prankster of epic proportions or so he thought. He went to sleep and when he woke up there it was another message reading "when's good for you?" In his haste he sent the message replying. "My name is Thomas I work at a little cafe on Washer Street. I open the cafe at Six am every Saturday and I always have a smoke outside before opening" Jason and Thomas were both smokers he didn't consider this or what would happen next when he sent the message. On that particular Saturday Jason got to the cafe at a quarter to six and parked outside waiting eagerly for the show to begin. However on this fateful Saturday the Cafe wasn't to be open, the owners decided to stay closed due to a death in the family, Thomas wasn't coming. As Jason looked around waiting there was no sign of anyone around. Tired and irritated he decided to light his cigarette while sat in the driver's seat. Looking around and then at his clock thinking "Fuck the diaper fag backed out too." Never knowing how calculated this particular daddy is that he arrived at five am,parked far away from the cafe or that he was on foot and remained out of view, watching everyone coming and going. Jason groaned as he saw and heard a splat on his car due to a bird that flew over head. Irritated by this and the fact that his prank fell through he wasn't thinking clearly as he got out, cigarette in his lips and wiped off the droppings giving Daddy the confirmation he needed. Distracted by irritation Jason didn't hear the soft echo of footsteps of the determined Daddy to be,in fact he jumped being startled when a man was behind him and a gave loud booming enthusiastic greeting of good morning. The man standing behind him was a behemoth towering over him at nearly seven feet tall rippling with muscles, cropped black hair and a perfectly groomed goatee.

Jason heard the familiar notification gling from his phone alerting him to the email telling him he had a message. "Oh my God there are people who really are into this shit!" He thought to himself chuckling as he read the message. The man stated he was new at this,a minor deception as he didn't want to scare the baby off. Oliver had always had these hidden desires and just waited for the right baby to come along. He has a fully built nursery at his summer home stocked with diapers toys clothes and everything his baby could possibly need. As Jason read the message he couldn't wait to watch this joke unfold and shot a message back to the man. "Yes I would be fine with that so long as you are ready to give baby what he needs whether he likes it or not. We can make this happen!" Pleased with himself he took his phone and went to lie in bed a smug sense of satisfaction washed over him as he thought of the humiliation Thomas would endure when a second gling chimed and he opened it.

Jason was always a bit of a mean spirited person, but according to him it was all just pranks done in good fun. He was handsome,cocky arrogant and the envy of everyone he knew. One day when Thomas, one of his biggest rivals got the best of him he knew he had to one up him, which guys with such pride are prone to do. So he decided to make a post on a gay meet up site even though Thomas was straight this was a prank after all, when he came across ads for guys into diapers. That's when he smirked as he stared into the computer screen the lightbulb in his head went off and he researched more into what guys into diapers were prone to like. Through his query he found everything he needed for the prank and posted the ad. Wanted:a big strong man to turn me into the baby I am. I am a naughty boy in need of a total power exchange with extreme regression discipline and structure. I am shy upon meeting and need a daddy who can handle me as we both know what needs to be done no matter how much I protest I promise this is what I need! Can you meet the challenge? And with one click he made the post public. Pleased with himself he logged out waiting for the chime that would come from his email alerting him to his new messages. Would anyone take the bait? Only time would tell but he knew this would be the perfect prank. Little did he realize how serious a situation he'd be putting his rival into but he would soon find out himself first hand when his prank backfired.

Love it can't wait for more

I did,I never get a reply. Lol

How do I get someone to play with me?