ThatDaddyFellow

I feel like I have not done any writing in forever, so I wanted to hop back in with something pretty simple. I asked my twitter followers to give more some story prompts and here are some of the results of those prompts. I hope you enjoy Ouch! “Damn, I am gonna be so late!” Ian told himself as he ran down the street, doing his best to weave in and out of the crowd who were just making their way to the coffee shop, grocery store, or their jobs. He was just meeting some friends for coffee, but absolutely detested being late. The 22 year old called out “excuse me” and “on your left” with the confidence of someone a 5’1” frame normally doesn’t possess. The next move for the now sprinting Ian was a quick turn into an alley. Normally it was his go to shortcut, but it was also known by many others along the city, so he would have to take this nearly 90 degree turn slowly. Not today. He turned right as if he was drifting in a finely tuned sports car and… WHAM! Ian went from his feet to his bottom in what felt like .2 seconds. “Oh Fuck!” He yelled out, a mixture of fear from the sudden stop and pain eliciting the swear. Once the man gathered himself and looked at the person he collided with, his jaw might as well have hit the pavement he currently sat on. This man was absolutely gorgeous. The slight amount of stubble that covered his jaw line you could cut glass with was the first thing that caught Ian’s eye. However, looking up to see the man’s face felt like having to see the top of a skyscraper. He was huge! ”Oh my gosh, are you ok buddy?” Were the first words that came out of Henry’s mouth. “I am so sorry! Are you ok? Here, take my hand.” He offered his hand to the mystery man on the ground. Ian happily took the massive man’s hand and let out a meek “it’s ok, I shouldn’t have been taking that corner so fast.” Once he had his bearings, Ian dusted off his bottom and the bottom of his Kim Possible tshirt. “Maybe next time we walk around that corner instead of running,” Henry suggested, his tone more reminiscent of a dad talking to his child than two strangers on the street. Maybe it was just the height difference. Ian normally would have started a fight with a stranger who talked down to him like that, but this time just felt different. He didn’t know how to explain it. It just did. “Ok, I will.” “Glad to hear that,” Henry uttered in a very syrupy tone. “At least you had some padding to soften the fall on your tushy. Have a great rest of your day buddy.” Henry then began to walk off as if he just asked someone for the time. All Ian could do is sit there stunned and look back at the mountain of a man. After what felt like minutes, but was only a couple seconds, he shook himself out of his stupor and took a step towards the coffee shop. Before he got too far, he heard Henry’s voice again. “By the way sweetie, I like the giraffe better.” Immediately blushing, Ian took the hat off his head and looked at the Husky on his hat that matched the PeekABU taped around his waist. He liked the giraffe the most too. Pick Up Time Stacy closed the door to his SUV and made his way up the walkway to an unmarked building. Normally, her boyfriend would accompany her anywhere, especially somewhere as shady looking as here, but the brunette even had an excited pep in her step as she nearly skipped to the door. “Hello Stacy! Right on time! Heck, you are even a little bit early.” The woman behind the reception desk announced as a “ding” alerted the whole building to the 32 year old’s entry. “I just couldn’t wait. I am just so excited. It’s been a week and I have been going crazy waiting.” Stacy couldn’t wipe the smile off her face even if she wanted to. “I can only imagine. If you head into the waiting area, they should be out in a couple minutes for you,” the receptionist, whose name plate said Patricia, let the giddy woman know. The seconds ticked by like minutes as Stacy sat in the uncomfortable chair. As soon as she heard the creak of the door across the room from her, she shot up and her smile grew as she saw the sight in front of her. Miles, her partner of 3 years, strapped into a stroller. His attention was on the stuffed bear in his hands as he made it dance on the tray in front of him, drool escaping from behind the shield of his pacifier as he babbled what sounded like nonsense to Stacy. The cherry on top: the thick diaper that was taped snuggly around her former boyfriend’s waist. “Oh. My. Goodness! You look so so so cute Peanut! I could just eat you up!” Stacy couldn’t believe what she was seeing. This was beyond her wildest dreams and she knew that Miles was happy too. “Doctor Katie, you did an absolutely unbelievable job!” ”We just went off of the list that you and Miles agreed on. Here are the two phrases that you need to know: one regresses him and one brings him back to his adult headspace.” Katie handed the new mommy a business card with the key phrases scribbled on them. “Now, how about we check on this little boy,” the Doctor’s tone turned on a dime as she focused on the little one, unstrapping him from the stroller and setting him on his feet. “Come to mommy Miles, come here you sweet boy” Stacy cooed. The sight in front of her melted her heart. The toddler brained 24 year old took one wobbly step after another towards her, the padding between his legs affecting his gait. The teddy in his right hand just made things that much cuter. Halfway to the woman he now called mama, Miles lost his balance and plopped down on his thickly padded bottom. Without missing a beat, he then transferred himself to his hands and knees and crawled to her, smiling and babbling as he did. “Such a good baby! When we get home, we are gonna have to practice walking some more! Now, how about we head home so mommy can show you how different our house looks. All ready for a big baby like you!” Stacy than held Miles’ hands and led him back to the stroller, strapping him in. Before she left, she thanked the doctor about a million more times . “Who knows Katie, we might need a babysitter someday soon. This little man is gonna be quite the handful,” Stacy said with a smile. ”I wouldn’t miss an opportunity to spend more time with that little munchkin” the Doctor replied with a smile as she tickled Miles' toes, a loud giggle erupting from the babified man as she did. Let’s get ready for bed “Up here. Now.” Was all that Doug needed to say in order to get his little man hopped up on the changing table and assuming the classic changing position. He figured that the cooling wetness in his baby’s droopy diaper was another reason that the 22 year old jumped at the chance for a change so quickly. “Now, Daddy thinks it is time for some extra little time,” he let the little in front of him know as he tore the tapes free on his swollen disposable. “I could definitely tell that you had fun in your toddler space all day, but for nite nite time, dada wants his widdle baby boy back.” The process of wiping and taping up the used diaper into a ball before dropping it into the diaper pail seemed to go by in a flash for the couple, but the baby boy did not expect to feel the nozzle of a mini enema enter his bottom immediately after. He squirmed and kicked a little before feeling his caregiver’s hand running through his brown hair. “There there, my sweet boy. It’s ok. Daddy just noticed that it has been a while since you have been stinky and I want to make sure you don’t get a tummy ache.” Doug cooed sweet nothings to the little as he finished up with the enema and taped the quickly regressing baby into an all white diaper with 2 stuffers. He knew that the baby was a heavy wetter at night and figured it was better to be safe than sorry. “Now…” the 29 year old said as he looked down under the changing table, rummaging around under he found a pair of booties as well as a pair of locking mittens “it’s time for the baby to get all dressed.” With each foot and hand that was covered by the soft and infantile garments, Doug could see the man sized toddler drift even more into baby space. The drool from the side of the mouth and the mindless babble were absolute dead giveaways. With a couple pats on his little ones padded crotch and a kiss on the tummy, he was done. Well…almost. “One last thing” Doug told his baby with a smile as he pulled out a pack gag. “We wouldn’t want the baby losing his binky tonight, would we?” With a quick buckle, the little boy was all ready for beddy bye time. Doug made quick work of scooping the man up and giving him some comforting pats on his thickly diapered bottom before placing him down in the crib and turning the mobile on above him. “Nite nite, my precious baby! Daddy will see you tomorrow. I bet someone will be all stinky by than! Sweet dreams little one” Doug gave his charge one more diaper pat and a kiss on the forehead before heading towards the nursery door. Right as he closed the door behind him, he could hear a little whine come from the crib. “I am in for quite the messy morning.” The good ole’ days Stacy couldn’t help but be disappointed with her Christmas. Yes, she was surrounded by all her friends and family, but something just felt off. Her big gift this year was luggage. It was helpful, but it just didn’t feel the same as when you were a kid and you got a new bike or the newest video game console. Stacy’s mom, Brenda, saw the disappointment on her daughter’s face and cut the conversation she was having with her aunt short to go talk with the 32 year old. ”Hey Sweetie, what’s wrong?” ”I know you, dad, and everyone else did an amazing job of getting everyone together, but it just doesn’t feel the same. I am tired of all the conversations about work, what happened on the news, and what we have been up to over the past year. I want that same excitement back that came with Christmas.” ”I totally understand where you are coming from,” Brenda said with a sigh, looking around at everyone in the house and remembering what things felt like back in the day “I miss the pitter patter of tiny feet on the hardwood floor, the giggles that came when you kids were playing with the toys you got, and the parent’s putting a little extra something in the coffee to celebrate the day and that there we no tantrums about gifts you kids didn’t like.” “I wish we could go back to that. Carefree fun. That feels impossible now.” Stacy’s head dropped. The nostalgia overtaking her whole body. “Well, you do have one more present. Maybe that can help bring you back to that time,” Mom said as she motioned towards the corner of the room, a medium sized present with red and white wrapped paper sat propped against the wall. Stacy didn’t have much hope, but she grabbed the present and went back over to her mom. “Thanks for listening mom. I hope this helps a little.” “I bet it will, baby.” Just as the depressed girl tore the paper, the whole room went black. Even though it was only for a few seconds, it felt like hours. When she awoke, she looked up and saw her mom’s smiling face. “Hi baby girl! Did you have a good nap?” She cooed as she picked the 5’3” girl up and placed her on her lap, bouncing the surprised girl like one would a toddler. ”Don’t worry sweetie, you got what you wanted! Everybody sees you as a toddler. Now, you can have all the fun you want and, plus, there will be no more boring adults worries. You are just Mommy and Daddy’s sweet little princess.” Stacy, still in shock, looked down and saw that her outfit consisted of just a sleeping beauty tshirt that feel just to the waistband of a bulky diaper covered in stars and letters. She really was just a baby. The girl hugged her mom as tight as she could before hopping off her lap and toddling towards the mountain of new toys in the center of the room. She had no idea what happened or how she came to be this way, but she did not intend to waste a second of her child like wonder worrying. “Merry Christmas Baby” was all Brenda needed to say as she watched her daughter’s padded bottom waddle away, the pitter patter of feet on hardwood echoing through the house again.

Staring into the refrigerator as if it was a portal to another dimension, Ben moved his head left to right as he tried to find what he was looking for. Soon after, his eyes went into a squint, as if he couldn’t see the back of the fridge.”Daddyyyyyyyy” the 20 year old called out in an irritated tone. Grabbing the bookmark that sat on the end table to his right, Mark placed it in his book before forcing himself up out of his easy chair. While he didn’t much like the whining tone his boyfriend was giving him, at least it was better than him sounding hurt or scared. Mark could handle irritated Benny any day of the week. Strutting his way into the kitchen, the man of the house asked “What is it buddy?” followed by a kiss on the cheek and a couple pats on his thickly padded bottom. “Daddy” Ben told his caregiver, sounding like he was holding back tears “We don’t have anymore lemonade and I really wanted some.” As he explained the current predicament he was in, the diaper clad college student made sure to give his boyfriend some puppy dog eyes so his issue would hopefully be solved faster. He knew his daddy always melted when he turned the cuteness up to 11. “Well…” Mark replied as he opened the fridge door again “we have some yummy chocolate moo moo as well as apple juice. Don’t those sound super yummy? Daddy can fill a sippy cup up with either for you baby.” One thing Benny’s daddy always did was give his little boy options. It made him feel more involved. Unless of course his baby was just crawling around while sucking his binky and babbling, then it made sense for Mark to make the decisions. “NO, I WANT LEMONADE!” Benny screamed, stomping his feet as he did. “Chocolate moo moo and apple juice are stupid! I want lemonade!” He finished off his tiny tantrum with a mean look at his daddy as he stuck his tongue out at the caregiver. The 35 year old was in shock. His little never acted like this ever. He was usually such a happy go lucky little diaper boy, but apparently not today. Mark wasn’t sure how to handle this. His boyfriend needed to be punished, but how? Did he go with a classic bare bottom spanking? How about writing lines until his diaper was leaking? As he took a second to think things through, the perfect plan hatched in the caregiver’s brain. Mark simply responded to Benny’s freakout with a calm “OK, we can go to the store and get some a little later. Daddy has to make a list. Now, why don’t you run along and play while I get things ready?” he told the tall toddler following it up with a quick squeeze of the boy’s padding. As Benny started to toddle back to the living room, Mark called out “and baby…” When he saw his little stop in his tracks, the 6’7” giant of a man finished his statement with a “that Pamper better be soggy by the time I come back.” “O...okay daddy” Benny responded as he turned his head back towards the living/playroom that had his toys scattered all around it. There were action figures, toy cars, and legos as far as the eye could see. No baby toys like rattles of baby blocks. Except for his stuffed bunny named Liam of course. He went with Benny everywhere. After a minute of playing with his Spider Man action figure, Benny’s mind couldn’t help but wander back to what had just happened in the kitchen. If he was going to be honest with himself, the adult baby thought he was 100% going to be spanked. His daddy was weirdly calm. It was just then that he remembered that his diaper was not soaked like his daddy had requested. Relaxing his bladder, the diaper-clad 20 year old flooded his Huggies, watching the padding turn from white to yellow. Just as the college kid in the droopy diaper reached down and started to squish the padding encasing his big boy parts, as his daddy liked to call them, Mark made his way back into the living/playroom. As a sly smile grew on his face, the man responded to the sight in front of him with “well well, it sure looks like a certain little man loves his soggy dipey! It also looks like that same little man forgot the rules. Only daddy gets to help baby boy make stickies in his Pampers. Looks like there are two rules you forgot Benny.” The man Benny called daddy slowly walked over to the blushing baby boy and grabbed the hand resting on the soggy padding in his. “Now, I think someone is in need of a diaper change before we head to the grocery store.” He told his boyfriend as he helped him to his feet and guided him to the nursery, the swollen diaper swaying between the diaper clad man’s legs slowing things down just a bit. As his caregiver opened the door to the nursery, Benny noticed that his diaper was already laying open on the changing table with a stuffer resting inside. Normally, when he was changed, Mark would always give him tickles, so having the diaper under him already might cause a rip with all the wiggling. However, with him having a tantrum in the kitchen, the baby boy figured his daddy wasn’t really in a tickling mood at this moment. The change itself went quickly without much fanfare. A stray tickle or heart melting smile from daddy here or there, but it was mostly routine. It might have been the fastest diaper change Benny had ever received, and he was including the very messy Huggies that daddy wasn’t a big fan of changing. “Stay here baby” Mark said after taping the final tape on the plastic backed padding. He knew the perfect outfit for his little man today that would work for what he had planned. Pulling a pair of blue shorts and a yellow shirt out, Benny’s daddy gave a nod as he made his way back to the 20 year old on the changing table. “Here is your outfit of the day buddy” he told his boyfriend as he threaded Benny’s feet through the leg holes. After finessing the shirt over his head, the 35 year old couldn’t help but smile at the outfit. When his baby boy was sitting on his padded tushy, the leg holes of the shorts rode up enough that it showed the white plastic of his padding. That view was one of the things that made Mark’s daddy heart melt. On top of the toddler-like color combo, he was satisfied that his little man was going to be an undercover baby today. Benny made quick work of hopping off the changing table and waddling behind his daddy as they made their way to the front door. On his way down the hall, he was able to catch a glimpse of himself in the mirror and was glad his diaper wasn’t too obvious. He could tell it was there, but it was only because he was looking for it. After putting on socks and shoes for 2, Mark continued to lead his boyfriend out the door and into the car on the driveway. As was customary, Benny was always buckled in the back seat. They had a car seat coming pretty soon, but for now they had to make due with a regular buckle. The ride to the grocery store was a little longer than normal. While they did have one about 5 minutes from their house, neither of them likes to go there when diapered. The couple hated exposing vanilla people to their kinks, so today they drove about 25 minutes away to a smaller town. They both knew that there were rarely people there, so they could get away with a little more. With what Mark had planned, they needed all the privacy they could get. “We’re here” Mark called out as he put the car in park, a smile forming on his face as he looked around the parking lot. The only cars here had to be for the couple employees that were working. Perfect. Of course Benny knew they were at the grocery store, he had eyes! However, he figured it was smart to just keep his mouth shut and follow along with what his daddy had planned. No part of him wanted to add onto his punishment. As he tried to open the door to free himself from the SUV, the door didn’t budge.”Child locks, of course” the scaled up toddler thought to himself as, on cue, his daddy pulled the door open and greeted him with a smile. “Alright buddy, ready to have some fun shopping with daddy?” the mountain of a man asked in the most sing-song voice he could muster. He knew that his little one was nervous about what the punishment would entail, but Mark didn’t want to scare his boyfriend too much. The pair walked through the automatic doors with Benny’s small left hand enveloped by his daddy’s right. They both greeted the elderly woman working with a smile. It was then that Mark took over and walked further into the store with his diapered baby boy following behind. “Oh no!” were the only words that left Benny’s daddy’s lips as they both entered the bread aisle. He followed up the exacerbated 2 words by feeling around in his pockets. “What is it dad...Mark?” Ben asked, not liking to call his daddy...well daddy...in public. “I can’t believe it. I forgot the shopping list! How could I be so silly? Looks like we are going to have to head home and get it!” Taking his little’s hand in his again, he took a couple steps back down the aisle. “Really? Come on daddy!” Benny thought, but would never say out loud. He was both annoyed and surprised. Normally, his boyfriend was the one who would double, or even sometimes triple, check that they had everything. This was way out of character. All of the sudden, the forgetful man stopped in his tracks. To Benny, it was like something out of a horror movie as his caregiver turned his head to him and smiled. “Wait, NOW I remember! Look at me being so forgetful today. I know exactly where I left the list” Mark brought his massive right hand back to the rear waistband of his baby boy’s baby blue shorts. In one quick movement, he slid the shorts down his little’s thighs and let them sit right above his knees. “WHAT ARE...what are you doing?!?” Benny could have died from embarrassment as his white diaper was exposed. Purely on instinct, he reached down and tried to pull the shorts back up. “If you touch those cute little shorts one more time, we will drive right home and give you a nice big enema before coming back. Is that what you want?” Mark asked, chuckling internally as his baby froze in place. “Good. Now, daddy pulled your shorts down because he wrote the shopping list on your padded bottom. I couldn’t trust myself not to lose a piece of paper after all. Now, the first item on the crinkly list is bagels, so why don’t you waddle your little tushy over there and grab some” the 35 year old instructed, pulling his boyfriend’s shorts back into place. All Benny could do was slink away down the aisle towards the breakfast food. How could his daddy be so mean to subject him to this level of embarrassment? As he grabbed the bagels off the shelf, another question popped up in the diapered college student’s mind: how many items were written on the list? Was this just a trip for a couple items or were they restocking the whole kitchen? God he hoped it was the former. “Such a good boy, thank you buddy” Mark told his boyfriend as he took the first item from his little one’s hand and dropped it in the basket. “Now, what was item number two? I totally forgot. Let’s just take a quick peek” the man chuckled as he pulled his diaper boy’s shorts down to his ankles. “Of course, that's right!” All Ben could do was try his best not to squirm. He wasn’t sure if Mark was actually checking the list written on the white padding of just admiring his bulky bottom. The 20 year old’s heart slowed down just a tiny bit as he felt the waistband of his shorts sliding back up his legs. “So...what’s next...daddy?” Benny asked. His brain told him not to call his partner daddy in public, but the humiliation he was enduring mixed with the diaper check feeling was bringing out his little side in tiny ways. Reading the signals his baby boy was putting out, Mark didn’t respond and just took Benny’s hand as he led them towards the aisle the next item was in. While this was supposed to be a punishment of sorts, the 6’7” mountain of a man also knew that his little boy’s little side needed to be cherished. Plus, Mark’s heart was always filled with happiness when Ben regressed into Benny. This next item would only help drop his baby boy deeper into baby space. As soon as they turned the corner, the sweet aroma of baby powder that hit Benny’s nostrils told him exactly where they were. The pastel colored boxes of Pampers, Huggies, and Luvs sent his little side into overdrive as a giant smile grew on his face. “Next thing on the list was some wipes. Can you walk on your own to get some or do you need daddy to keep holding onto your hand?” Mark asked, his question answered not with words, but with Ben squeezing his fingers. All he could do was smile as his little one looked up at him. He would do whatever it took to make that padded little one holding his hand feel safe and loved. Once they made their way halfway down the aisle and stood in front of the wall of wipes, the man Benny called daddy said “We might need to pick up more packs than usual. Someone has been quite a potty pants lately” followed by a couple pats on his little boy’s crinkly bottom. “Speaking of which, I think daddy needs to check that his shopping list isn’t too soggy” as he ran his hand down the front of his boyfriend’s shorts and gave a squeeze. “Wow, still dry?” “Wait” was the only word that left Benny’s lips. Feeling that his caregiver’s hand wasn’t moving from his diapered crotch, the baby boy let the floodgates loose. As much as he didn’t want to let his little side out in public, Benny couldn’t help but let his thumb find its way into his mouth as the padding taped around his waist began to swell. “Oh my goodness, someone really had to go pee pee” the 35 year old cooed as his fingers felt warmth. After 15 seconds, the stream was still going strong. The bottle that Mark gave Benny as part of the early punishment was really going a long way. Not only did the formally white diaper feel different, the swelling of the padding made it quite noticeable under Benny’s clothes. Anyone who cared to look would be able to tell that the college student was sporting the same pair of underwear a toddler did. “Wow! I’m surprised you didn’t leak baby” Mark announced (a little too loud for Benny’s liking) as he squeezed and poked the droopy padding. His DL side was starting to come out as he felt the warm padding, but he quickly stopped it from going any further considering the couple was in public. “Change daddy?” was all Ben could muster around his thumb, nursing it while a thin line of drool ran down his chin. “Benny boy, daddy didn’t bring any extra dipeys. I think this one can hold up until we make it home. If it doesn’t, that's no problem. We can just put you in a double diaper when we get home.” Mark’s brain was then reminded about the wipes they needed and grabbed a couple off the shelf before putting them next to the bagels. “We only have one more thing to grab: the lemonade you wanted. Or, at least, I think that was it. Let me check.” The all too familiar ritual of Benny’s pants coming down followed, this time followed by the quip “We for sure need lemonade now. It looked like a lot of it was poured down the back of your padding.” Benny’s caregiver could have told him he just won a million dollars and the 20 year old wouldn’t have heard a word he said. He was stuck firmly in his toddler headspace with no chance of getting out. The increased waddle due to his sagging diaper only added to the regression. Nothing of note happened as they picked up the 2 liter of lemonade. Mark knew that Benny could barely walk at this point, let alone comprehend any embarrassment or punishment his boyfriend was trying to inflict. All he could do was gently remove the saliva covered thumb from his baby boy’s mouth as they made their way to the checkout line, where a woman in her mid 30s smiled and greeted them. After the four items were bagged up and they were sent on her way, Benny popped his thumb back in his mouth. The combination of his soggy diaper, the nursing he was doing, and his daddy’s strong hand engulfing his made his heart smile. Right before they got to the care, Ben couldn’t help but babble around his thumb “I wuv ou daddy.” “Daddy loves you too little boy, to the ends of the earth! Whether you are in big boy mode at school or waddling around with your diaper out for all to see, daddy is so lucky to have you in his life! I love you Benjamin!” In order to put an exclamation point on his thought, the mustached man planted a massive kiss on his baby boy’s cheek. “Now, how about we stop for some ice cream on the way home?”

Lofi hip hop music played through Derek’s office as he sat in front of his laptop deep in thought. A million ideas rushed through his head and he was doing his best to try and collect even one to work with. He had been scatterbrained all day for no reason at all and it couldn’t have come at a worst time. He was on a deadline. There was no way he could submit this novel to his boss at the end of the day without an ending! After starting the day in a dress shirt and dress pants, the 40 year old switched to his current outfit of a white shirt and sweatpants. He figured that if he relaxed his outfit, he would relax his brain. No luck. He was at his wits end and just couldn’t figure out how to calm things down and figure out this damn ending! How about the whole story was just a dream? No, that was such a lazy ending. “And they lived happily ever after,” always works…in a Disney movie. Why was this so tough? Derek was normally great at endings. His boss normally reaches out and tells him how great and well written the ending to his books are, but he just didn’t have it today. As if on cue, he heard the sounds of bare feet on hardwood coming towards the door. As soon as he saw the doorknob twist and the door open, the call of “daddy!” echoed throughout his office. “I missed you so much daddy! How is works goin?” Darren asked, the pacifier in his mouth adding a bit of a lisp that made him sound like the scaled up toddler his daddy made sure he looked like. Wedging his way between his caregiver and the desk, Darren smiled up at his daddy and asked “Paci kiss?” “Of course baby boy! Daddy always has time for paci kisses” Derek cooed as he leaned over and planted a big kiss on the shield of his little man’s binky. “But baby boy, you need to remember to not yell in here. Remember the last time you ran in here yelling?” As soon as Derek asked, he saw his baby boy blush and knew that Darren knew exactly what he was talking about. “Yes daddy, I’m sorry” the 25 year old mumbled as his mind went back to the day his caregiver was talking about. Completely engrossed in his little headspace, he sprinted into the room and yelled “Daddy, I pee pee wet” only to be met by daddy staring at him with wide eyes. As Darren examined the situation, he saw that Derek was in a meeting. After the incident, his daddy told him he was able to mute just in time so that nobody heard the call for a diaper check, but the baby boy was still beyond embarrassed. “It’s ok buddy, you just didn’t know any better. You just wanted a clean Pamper. Speaking of which…” Derek smiled as his hands ran down his little man’s back. Once the caregiver’s fingertips touched the plastic backed padding taped around Darren’s hips, the baby boy couldn’t help but let out a giggle. He loved it when daddy played with his diapers and gave him diaper checks. Darren loved his diapers more than anything, besides his daddy of course. “I ‘tinky daddy!” the regressed man babbled, unable to let his daddy find that out for himself. Derek had already known since his baby waddled in. The smell that followed him alerted him to the messy diaper immediately. Plus, the huge change to his partner’s gait due to the mess in the back of his diaper was a tell tale sign of some very stinky Huggies. “Very messy baby” he told Darren as he ran his hands along the seat of his diaper, giving a squeeze every once and a while. Moving to the front of the padding, the man Darren called daddy gave the crotch a squeeze. “Not only are you poopy, you made tons and tons of pee pee! That is one very full dipey!” The toddler headspace he had been in all day was kicked into overdrive. Clad in a just a baby blue t shirt, white tube socks, and a now droopy diaper with a pacifier clipped to the shirt was enough to bring on the toddler feels. Having daddy talk to him like a baby brought it on too. However, the feeling of daddy’s huge hands rubbing his full diaper and telling him how stinky he was made him go full toddler and Darren loved every second of it. “Daddy change my dipey” he asked with puppy dog eyes in full effect. “Well…I’m not sure baby” Darren’s daddy responded, smirking as he noticed the confusion in his baby boy’s face. “See, daddy thinks that you need to earn your change today. You need to prove to daddy that you truly are a big baby before he would change your stinky butt.” Derek loved every side of his baby boy's littlespace, so he wanted to see all of them before a change would commence. Darren was so confused. How was he supposed to prove he was a big baby? He was already nursing a binky with a poopy diaper on. Scrunching his face up in thought, it finally hit him. He knew what he needed to do. “Come wif me dada '' the baby boy told his daddy as he took his hand and began to waddle towards the door. Before they even made it out of the office, he let go of daddy’s hand and dropped to his hands and knees. After all, babies crawl. As he watched the diapered bottom of his baby boy wag back and forth in front of him, Derek wanted nothing more than to grab his little one’s big boy parts through the squishy Pamper. As both a DL and a daddy, the 40 year old always looked for an opportunity to get his hands on the plastic backing of his partner’s diapers and make him feel good. However, he stopped himself this time. Maybe, one Darren showed what a big baby he was, Derek would let him make cummies. Once the couple made it to the living room, very slowly thanks to how wide apart Darren’s legs were due to his saggy diaper, the 25 year old made his way to the playmat he was having fun on before he went to look for daddy. After scanning for a second, he found his half full bottle laying next to his tower of baby blocks. “Me dwink baba daddy” he babbled, turning the lisp up to 10, as he grabbed the adult sized glass bottle and popped the nipple into his mouth before rolling onto his back and kicking his feet in the air. “Such a good baby boy drinking your baba! That is pretty babyish behavior. You are getting closer to getting put into a fresh dipey!” Derek cooed at his baby boy as he looked at the clearly not fresh diaper on his little. The seat of the diaper was dirt brown and the crotch was as yellow as a lemon. It looked like something out of a cartoon. While his daddy was smiling down at the wigging little under him, the little himself was doing everything he could to keep a smile on his face. The padding taped around his waist felt absolutely disgusting and he wanted to just cry until his daddy took it off. He hated being a mush tush, but he knew his partner liked it. Looking around the playspace, Derek looked at the next baby item he wanted to see his baby boy interact with and reached down to grab it. The rattling from this toy echoed throughout the living room as he shook it in his little boy’s face and cooed “look at the rattle baby! Does my widdle man want the rattle?” Releasing the bottle from his lips, even letting some of the milk dribble down his chin, as he yelled out “Me want wattle dada” as he made grabby hands towards the cartoon character covered toy. The giggles poured out of him, not because he truly cared to grab the noise maker, but because he wanted the stinky diaper off of him as soon as possible. Seeing his little giggle like a happy toddler made Derek smile, but he decided it was time to turn the baby treatment up to 10 and see how much Darren truly wanted a change. The 40 year old handed the toy to his baby boy and walked over to the couch on the other side of the room. Once he took a seat, Derek stuck his hands towards the diapered 20 year old and cooed “come to daddy baby! Waddle that cute widdle tushy over here!” Darren did all he could to stand up without sitting straight on his bottom, making him look like a baby just learning how to walk as he pushed his bottom high in the air. Once the man regressed to a toddler got his balance, he slowly toddled his way to his caregiver. He could only imagine how infantile he looked to his daddy with his legs spread far apart as his padding sagged low. With a massive stroke of luck, Darren was able to make it to his daddy’s arms without falling one time and was greeted with a string of praise that made his heart smile. “Wow, my little man did so good! You are such a good baby! I think you have earned yourself a dipey change…” Derek announced before continuing as a smile grew on his boy’s face “but first...daddy wants to give his padded prince a horsey ride.” As soon as he finished, the caregiver picked his diaper boy up and placed him on his knee straight on the baby’s messy diaper. Darren froze as soon as he felt the mess in the back of his diaper mush around the rest of his padding once he landed on his daddy’s knee. He just had no idea how to act. Did he freak out and start crying or let his inner toddler out even though this latest move by Derek had knocked him out of little space. In order to get out of this predicament as soon as possible, he chose the latter and called out “I wuv daddy horsey ride!” as he bounced up and down, his stomach turning every time he did so. “Wow, Darren must REALLY want a change” the man bouncing the diapered 20 year old on his knee thought as he grabbed the crotch of Darren’s diaper so he wouldn’t slide off. After about 5 or 6 more bounces, Derek was afraid the mess was going to start leaking out of his little man’s Huggies and did not want to do that sort of clean up. Gently, he placed the giggling toddler in front of him gently and cooed “Daddy is so glad you had fun baby! Now, how about we get you into a fresh white Pamper, this one is pretty stinky” was a couple pats on the full seat of Darren’s soiled diaper. The diapered man thought this moment would never come. Turning around and planting a kiss on his daddy’s cheek, he babbled “Tank ou dada, me want a clean dipey” as he toddled down the hall towards the nursery. Derek followed suit, watching his little one waddle down the hallway before calling out “Maybe it’s time for double diapers”

Chapter 7 (FInal) Was I really even considering leaving this room with no pants covering the cartoonishly thick padding wrapped around my petite waist? I must be crazy! “Um...do you have any sweatpants I could wear?” I asked. Even if there was no pair that would truly conceal my diaper, at least it would be covered for the short walk back to mommy’s car. “Baby, mommy doesn’t want to have to come back and drop the sweatpants once we get home. Plus, everyone already knows about your diapers! Remember me telling you that I paid everyone to be here? Nobody is going to judge you or make fun of you whether you choose to wear a onesie or leave your diaper uncovered. Mommy loves you no matter what!” my caregiver let me know, letting me know what came from her heart in front of Doctor Maddi and Nurse Jessica. It was at that moment that everything clicked into place for me: this was my fantasy. I don’t need to feel bad about anything. If I chose to wear a parka and snow pants out into the 80 degree weather, Kelsey would support me. What do I really want? It then hit me like a ton of bricks. “Mommy pick! Mommy pick!” rang through the small room. Once I had a second to truly think about what I wanted, it only made sense that my partner would decide for me. When I’m in little space, I never have a say. When a diaper change happens, what to watch on tv, even when I could drink: everything was up to mommy. “Ladies, can we have the room to ourselves for a couple minutes?” mommy asked the others in the room, a smile as big as the sun beaming on her beautiful face. “Of course” Doctor Maddi replied, shooting a smile in my direction as Jessica opened the door. “The shirts are in the cupboard right behind you, if you choose that option. I can’t wait to see how cute this pretty princess looks!” No matter how syrupy the doctor’s tone was, it still brought a shy smile to my face every time. “Alright, let’s get some clothes on you cutie! Well, part of you anyway” Kelsey chuckled as she turned her back to me, opening the cupboard and examining the clothing within. I figured this would be her choice. Whenever we were at home together, I rarely wore pants. Mommy has told me countless times that she loves the way my puffy padded bottom wags back and forth. Plus, it just made me look more like a baby, which was my caregiver’s main goal. While my amazing partner was searching for the perfect tee, my eyes wandered down to the enormous Pamper taped snuggly to my bottom. Normally, mommy dressed me in a diaper covered in baby blocks or cartoon characters. This was a totally different animal. The Huggies on my waist was light teal in color and had a giant wetness indicator running down the middle. As a diaper lover, as long as the diaper was thick, I was in love. I caught myself running my hands over the crinkly exterior as mommy turned around with a pink shirt in her hands. “Well well, it looks like someone like the dipey they whined about just a couple minutes ago. Now, why don’t you take your hands off Pamper and show me how Supergirl flies?” she asked, knowing that would snap me out of my diaper trance. Immediately after those words left my girlfriend’s mouth, my arms shot up sky high. In what seemed like seconds flat, mommy brought the shirt down my arms and let it rest comfortably on my torso. “Mommy’s princess” was written in cursive and covered in sparkles. Perfect. “Stand still so mama can fix your hair princess” was all that needed to be said in order for me to glue my feet to the floor. Kelsey always made me look absolutely adorable. With a, what I can assume will be massive, diaper waddle, my hair will be the cherry on top of my cuteness sundae. With mommy handing me Charlie and popping my binky back in my mouth, the image was complete. As I turned to look into the mirror in the corner of the room, my caregiver turned my to face the door and said “Not yet baby” as she opened the giant wooden door to a chorus of “Awwwwww” coming from both Jessica and Maddi “You are the cutest little one I have ever seen Your mommy made you look so pretty! Why don’t you come over to me and nurse Jessica so we can get a better look at you” the doctor cooed to me, holding her hands out my way like a proud aunt watching her niece take her first steps. As soon as I took a step, I felt like I was learning to walk. This diaper was easily 3 times thicker than my nite nite diaper. How could they even make padding that thick?!? Once I toddled my way over to the pair, everything was being pinched. My cheeks, my diaper, my tummy, nothing was escaping their grasp. “Alright ladies, I think it’s time for this little baby girl to head home. After the day she has had, a nap is definitely in order” Kelsey announced as she took my hand and started to take me out to the waiting room. “Say bye bye Katie” she whispered to me, smiling as I bring my fingers to my palm 4 times and call out “bye bye doctor Maddi and nurse Jessica”. As me and mommy made our way to the front door, slowly thanks to the plastic covered pillow taped between my legs, I heard the voice of the receptionist calling out to me. “Little one? I have a special something for you! The doctor talked to me while you were getting changed into that adorable outfit” she gave my extra padded bottom a pat as she walked over “and told me that you were the best patient ever. I think you earned yourself a little treat!” As if on cue, Kayla pulled out two lollipops from her pocket. She smiled a beaming smile as she handed one to me while her other hand went towards mommy. I spit my binky out and replaced it with the cherry flavored sucker in 2 seconds flat. “Thank you so much!” I told Kayla, licking the lolly in order to get as much flavor as I can. “Say, you are really great with my little Katie Watie! I was wondering if you would like to be a babysitter to this little baby girl someday? I bet you would be great at it.” Mommy told the receptionist, handing her a card with their phone number on it and asking for hers in return. I might have been embarrassed if I wasn’t so distracted by the amazing flavor dancing around in my mouth. The chat both of them had might have lasted 2 hours or 2 minutes. All I know is that, when mommy tugs my hand, that means it's time to go. “Bye bye Miss Kayla, tank you again” I called out as we left, the sucker in my mouth slurring my speech to make me appear even more like a toddler. As I waddled a massive waddle, with mommy holding my hand and accommodating my gait, my eyes wandered to the beautiful woman I am lucky enough to have as a partner. “I love you so much Kelsey!” I told her as I leaned over and gave her a kiss on the cheek. “That’s mommy to you princess” she replied, a sly smile on her face as she gave me a couple pats on my diapered tushy. The End

Chapter 6 “But, but…” was all I could get out before she gave me that vintage “you better stop right there” face that every caregiver has given to their little at least once. “Sweetheart, I’m sure that diaper isn’t comfortable at all, but we need you to stay in it just a little bit longer. Everything that has already come out of your tummy” Kelsey poked the bloated diaper sagging between my thighs “might not be all of it. We need to make sure your tummy is totally empty.” “Your mommy is right baby girl” Doctor Maddi picked up right her mommy left off. “Pampers aren’t cheap, so us three are going to wait a couple minutes before we change you just to be sure everything that went in is sitting in your dipey.” Alright, I get it. Can everyone please stop addressing the droopy diaper attached to my waist? It already was uncomfortable to have on, I don’t want to be embarrassed about it to boot. The more I think about it though, the adults in the room asked for this. Heck, Doctor Maddi almost begged mommy to put something in my butt that made me have a super stinky diaper. Plus, to top things off, I didn’t have to change it. Sometimes (heck, most of the time), the baby life is the best life. For the next 5 minutes, I waddled around the room as we waited to see if anything joined the contents already sitting in the back of my padding. The only noises in the tiny room were the voices of mommy telling me I was doing such a great job and the medical professionals whispering to my caregiver what the next steps will be. Oh, there was one more noise: Febreze being sprayed. Jessica sprayed so much, it smelled like they were laying in a bed of flowers in a field...with a skunk hiding somewhere nearby. “Baby girl, mommy has to go potty, so…” I had a bad feeling about what was going to come out of Kelsey’s mouth next “Nurse Jessica is going to change your stinky butt.” Looking at her eyes, I can tell she felt bad about not being able to change me herself. “Mommy, I want you to change me though” my voice taking on a whining tone as I tried to give her my patented puppy dog eyes. I have only had someone other than my caregiver change my padding once and it was a very odd experience. On top of it, that was only a wet diaper. The job that Jessica was about to undertake was notably more, for lack of a better term, messy. “I know princess, but we can’t have you sitting around in such a dirty Pamper. Mommy doesn’t want you to get a rash on your tushy. It won’t be that bad and, plus, I bet you will be so much happier with some nice clean padding on your butt. Now, be good for Nurse Jessica. Mommy will be back in a little bit” Kelsey told me as she stepped out the door, blowing me a kiss as she let me alone with two strangers. As if on cue, the nurse dressed in pink scrubs held up all the necessary changing supplies including a diaper thicker than anything mommy had in their nursery. Was I even going to be able to walk in that thing? “Alright Katie, why don’t you lay down on the crinkly plastic so we can get you all fresh and clean?” she asked me in a tone that made it sound like I had a choice in the matter, which I obviously didn’t. Reluctantly, I hopped up onto the long chair that was commonplace in doctors offices. As soon as my mushy underwear squished against the hard surface, my stance on not wanting anyone else to change me was erased. The mess inside found its way into the few spaces that were still clean. On my back, I swallowed hard. It was the moment of truth. As she pulled the first tab free on my plastic backed Pamper, I wanted to yell at her to go faster. It felt like she was moving in slow motion. However, I knew all that would get me was a blistered bottom by mommy once we got home. As I felt the cool air bombard my diaper area, I knew the results of the enema were on display for both Nurse Jessica and Doctor Maddi. Something was missing from this picture, well besides mommy of course. I ran through my mind and then it hit me like a ton of bricks. “Charlie” I whined as I pointed my grabby hands towards the stuffed bear resting on the chair I was sitting on before this whole ordeal took place. Once I saw Maddi making her way towards my comfort item, a smile appeared on my face. “Here you go baby girl. Why don’t you give Charlie bear tons of snuggles? Let Jess take care of everything. In fact” Maddi left her sentence hanging in the air as she walked back over to her desk and picked up the pink pacifier from earlier. She made her way back to me, as I was getting my bottom wiped clean, and popped the binky right into my mouth. I just closed my eyes, nursed, and rubbed the soft fur of Charlie on my cheek as the moist wipes cleaned my dirty butt. “Oh my goodness” Jessica cooed, directing her faux exacerbation in my direction “you made so many stinkies! This Pamper is so heavy, I might have to find a wheelbarrow in order to throw it away” ending her statement with a slight chuckle as she wrapped the diaper in on itself. I had to do everything in my power not to give the nurse a piece of my mind. After watching my uncertainty with even letting the enema happen, let alone the uncomfortable process itself, that bitch thought it was ok to mock her? Instead of jumping down her throat about it, I just decided to pretend like I didn’t hear her and dance Charlie in front of my face instead. After my diaper, “as heavy as a bowling ball” according to Jessica, was dropped in the trash, I heard the door open and looked past the shimmering eyes of my stuffie to see mommy’s smiling face. As she waved at me and cooed “hi baby girl”, I could feel the person changing my diaper sprinkle baby powder all over my diaper area. Those two things combined brought my little space on full blast and I giggled around the pacifier in my mouth, babbling “dipey snow” in the littlest voice I have ever had. “That’s right little one, we are gonna put lots and lots of powder on your bottom so you don’t have any ouchies” Nurse Jessica said, or at least I think that’s what she said, as the mesmerizing powder floated from the bottle to my skin. God it felt amazing. Plus, the smell. Don’t get me started on the smell. “Wow, that is quite a thick diaper. Are we sure we need something this thick?” Mommy asked the nurse and doctor as she gave a squeeze to the bulky padding resting under my bottom. “We just are not 100% sure that all of her enema has been expelled. Better to be safe than sorry when it comes to that kind of a mess” Maddi told my caregiver as Jessica pulled the diaper tight and began taping it snuggly. “But, there is one issue you might have…” Jess told Kelsey as I watched her tape the first tapes down (bottom ones, of course). “With how thick these are, I don’t think those jeans are going to fit over them. So, that leaves you with 2 options: you can either dress her in the onesie she wore in or we can give her a t-shirt to wear. Now, this little one won’t have to worry about anyone seeing her diaper and giving her a hard time because our parking lot is not visible by anyone who doesn’t work here.” “Well, I think we should leave at least one choice up to you, my little princess” mommy turned her eyes from Jess and squarely on me. “Do you wanna wear your onesie or just a shirt? Which one would be more comfy for you?” Just as my caregiver finished asking the question, I felt the last tape get placed, trapping me in my bulky prison. As I gave my butt a wiggle to get used to the new diaper, I realized that they were not kidding: this diaper was massive. It felt like I had 2 pillows between my legs. As I sat there, all 6 eyes in the room focused on me as well as their ears waiting for my decision, I went through the pros and cons of each choice in my head...

Trying her best Squirming in her highchair was the only source of movement Susie has had in the last half hour. In front of the wiggly baby girl sat 3 adult sized baby bottles that were completely empty as well as 2 filled with apple juice. Completing the look that her mommy chose for her this morning of “Total Baby” was one of her nite nite diapers with 2 stuffers…and that was it if you don’t count the bloated tummy Susie had. As if on cue, Susie’s mommy made her way into the kitchen, her footsteps echoing on the wood floor. “I see someone finished one more baba since Mommy came in to check on you last time” she cooed as she ran her fingers along one of the empty glass bottles. “Only 2 more and then you are allowed to go potty. Speaking of which, I hope someone didn’t break the rules and make their Pampers all pee pee wet before mommy said so.” Once the sentence ended, Susie watched her mommy’s hand disappear until the pastel pink highchair tray. Seconds later, the feeling of her partner’s nails dancing along her inner thigh made him just a bit. Her mommy’s pointer finger than found it’s way inside the leak guard of her bulky diaper. The wiggling of the finger inside Susie’s diaper made her giggle before it was quickly removed and reappeared after a couple pats on her padded crotch. “You are being such a good girl for mommy and keeping your dipey nice and dry! Now, before you start working on baba number 4, tell me why you need to drink so much juice” the 30 year old told the 19 year old strapped into the baby seat in a no nonsense tone. “Because...because…” Susie tried to stall or change the subject, but once she looked into her mommy’s eyes, she knew there was no way that was happening. “I took my dipey off last night and when pee pee in my crib.” Once the sentence exited her mouth, all the baby girl strapped into the high chair could do was hang her head in shame. “That’s right princess. Mommy knows that babies make mistakes, but I just need to remind you that you need to use your diapers. Now, mama has to go wash your bed sheets, but I want at least one baba gone when I come back” she told her little one as she walked out of view of her baby girl. “Remember: if I come back to find a squishy dipey, you aren’t getting changed until you make it stinky” mommy called out to remind her little of her possible punishment. A shiver went down Susie’s spine. She HATED messy diapers so much! The only time she made poopy diapers was when she was punished and they made her skin crawl. With the horror movie of having to squat down and fill her diaper played in her head, it was quickly interrupted by a ping in her bladder. Susie had to go and badly! Her strategy was simple: drink the final 2 bottles as fast as she possibly could and run as fast as her diaper would allow her to the potty. The suckling of the nipple might as well have been in slow motion with how quickly the baby girl drank down her bottles. Once the last drop of apple juice was drunk from the last bottle, it felt like Susie’s eyes were floating in an apple juice filled skull. “Mommy! I’m done!” she screamed out while pulling on the straps holding her into the infantile chair. She was going to burst any second! The woman Susie called mommy sprinted from the laundry room into the kitchen and set her princess free with the speedy hands of an experienced caregiver. “Hurry to the potty baby!” she called to the girl who was way ahead of her, the thick diaper causing a waddle that brought a smile to her face. She was going to make it! Susie was actually gonna get to the potty. When her hand wrapped itself around the doorknob, her bladder had other plans. A tear fell from the thickly diapered girl’s eye as she felt the padding taped around her waist grow warm. The flood gates had opened and nothing was going to stop them. For what felt like 5 minutes, Susie soaked every square inch of her Pamper. When her body was finally done emptying itself, her teary eyes looked down at the diaper sagging dangerously low on her hip. She was then a bit shocked when she saw her caregiver’s hand find its way between her legs and give the squishy padding a squeeze. “Uh oh! Someone sure soaked her Huggies! It’s ok princess, babies can’t help but use their diapers. Now, why don’t we get some food in your tummy so you can make that dipey all stinky for mommy” Susie’s mommy cooed at her as she took her hand and led her back to the highchair.

Yup…THAT Aisle Taking a deep breath, Cameron crossed the threshold that turned his cheeks red and made him walk a little slower than normal. Normally, when this particular spot was visited by the 23 year old, he was on his own and able to take things on his own. However, with both his mommy and daddy walking right behind him, he had no choice but to go at their speed. “Why did you make me come with you?” Cam asked, pulling at the hem of his shirt for what felt like the 100th time since they entered the store. His caregivers didn’t dress him in things that did an amazing job of keeping the thick diaper of his under wraps. Sporting a pair of baby blue shorts and a white tshirt combined with the tube socks pulled up his legs gave off toddler vibes. That is not even mentioning the fact that his shirt was just short enough so that, if he did anything other than walk with his arms at his sides, the ever present danger of the waistband of his padding showing. “Because buddy” daddy responded “You are all out of dipeys and we can’t just leave you at home by yourself while we pick up some.” As if to confirm the daddy and baby boy relationship they had, he ruffled the diapered man’s hair with a chuckle. “Plus, we can never have enough time with our little man” mommy chimed in with that classic mommy voice that went an octave too high for Cameron’s liking. Cam could have argued, but he knew it wouldn't have accomplished anything but a sore bottom when he got home. Plus, as much as he hated to admit it, he did need some new diapers. The one taped around his waist currently got pretty soggy on the care ride over. Speaking of diapers, the little mommy and daddy called baby boy found himself in the palace of Pampers. While his caregivers compared brands, absorbency levels, and prices, Cameron could only focus on the colorful packages and the models on them. He didn’t know how, but instead of babies on the packages, the models on these packs of padding were all in their early 20s. The value box of Fluffy brand diapers had a baby girl not much younger than him waddling towards her mommy, who had her arms out and a massive smile as she looked like she was watching her little one take her first steps. The seemingly 25 year old on the Clouds diaper bag next to that was on his back with his feet in the air as he shook a rattle, his padded bottom on full display. “Look sweetie, they look just like you and Sarah during playdates” mommy scared Cam a little as she shoved the package of Waddles in his face. The photo on the front of this packaging was both a baby girl and boy as they laid on their tummies coloring, a mommy behind them reaching a hand to both their diapered crotches to get a quick check. “Speaking of which” both mommy and daddy said in unison as they quickly yanked Cameron’s shorts down to his ankles to check his diapers. The drooping crotch of his padding gave away the status of his diaper immediately. “My my, someone has quite a droopy dipey!” was all Cameron heard as he tried to disappear from this embarrassing moment. “How about I go change him while you go grab the rest of the groceries?” daddy said as he yanked his baby boy’s shorts back up and took the fresh bag of diapers. “Come on slugger, let’s go get you all dry and clean!” Cameron took his daddy’s hand and waddled towards the bathroom, a small smile on his face as he awaited a dry bottom.

This is going to be fun! I have gotten tons of ideas for this short story collection and am so excited to be writing and adding stories all weekend. If you are liking this collection and want to see tons more of my writing, consider joining my Patreon. For only $10, you get access to tons and tons of DIaper Girl, DIaper Boy, Mommy, and Daddy stories! If you are interested, click the link below and sink into your fantasies today Patreon.com/ThatDaddyFellow ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- White Out “Princess, wake up! You have to see this” Shelly told the 20 year old sleeping in front of her as she lightly shook her shoulders to wake her quicker. “Uh…Why?” Katie whined, looking up at her partner with her eyes barely open and her hair shooting in every possible direction. “I want to surprise you, just hurry up and come with me!” Figuring this would help her girlfriend wake up, the woman Katie affectionately called mama pulled the covers off the tired girl. Being a mommy to this special woman for the past 2 years, the first thing she noticed was the soggy diaper bulging between her baby girl’s legs. Normally, a diaper change would be well overdue, but that could wait today. She needed her little one to hurry. “Hey!” Katie moaned, trying in vain to grab the warm blanket that was well out of her reach. Knowing that her girlfriend and caregiver was going to keep bothering her until she went with her, the well padded college student swung her feet over the side of the bed. Shelly didn’t even take in the adorable sight of her baby girl widen her legs when she stood up to accommodate the swollen plastic backed diaper swaying between her legs. Instead, she took her lover’s hand and pulled her out of the bedroom and down the hall. The slight crinkle of Katie behind her made Shelly chuckle once they finally got to the living room. “Look!” was all she had to say, watching her little one’s head turn to follow her pointing finger. The diapered woman’s jaw almost hit the floor when she saw what had her girlfriend so excited. White flakes of show floated past their window at a rapid rate before piling on the ground below. It was an absolutely beautiful sight to behold and had ideas dancing through the little’s head immediately. Making snowpeople, sledding, creating snow forts, snowball fights, and that was just the tip of the iceberg. She was so enamored with the flakes falling the she didn’t even notice Shelly plant a kiss on her cheek. “Baby girl, we can go outside and play later today, but Mama wants to have some cuddle time before we go. Plus, someone’s Huggies look like they are one drop of pee pee away from leaking. I brought all your things out here so we can change you and you can get super duper comfy! Now, why don’t you lay down here?” the woman Katie called her caregiver pointed to the changing mat on the floor, but still within viewing distance of the snow. With Katie preoccupied by the snow falling out their window, she was taped up in a diaper and 2 stuffers in record time. She did, however, break out of her snow induced trace for one moment when mama told her it was time for “dipey snow” AKA baby powder. While her mommy did love seeing the little princess in just her white padding most of the time, a pair of flannel footed pajamas were quickly pulled up the baby girl’s frame with a paci clipped to the neck. To finish off the outfit, a sippy cup full of hot chocolate was handed to the slowly regressing woman. “Tank ou mama” the 20 year old babbled right before sucking on the straw sticking out of the toddler cup. “Of course Katie, anything for my baby girl” Shelly cooed back, showering the padded princess with kisses that produced giggles around the straw. “Now, how about we go sit on the couch and get comfy while the pretty snow falls?” Without a response, Katie stood up and started making her way to the couch, the bulky padding between her legs gave her a very noticeable waddle. With mama’s hand in her right hand and her yummy sippy cup, covered with unicorns, in the other, the Lit major was in absolute heaven. As the couple sat down and snuggled into each other, they couldn’t believe how perfect this moment was. Shelly started patting the thickly padded bottom of her baby girl and whispered in her ear “mama loves you so much baby girl”. Katie pulled the straw from her mouth just long enough to respond “forever and ever mama”.

I have some ideas to counter that. Just wait and see what the next chapter holds ?

Chapter 1 “Bye bye honey, mommy will be back before you know it! Why don’t you color me a pretty picture for me when I come back?” Melissa told her little one, giving him a kiss on the cheek and a pat on his crinkly bottom. As an attendant at the daycare walked him back into the toddler room, she made sure to blow her little man a kiss as she walked out the door into the sun drenched morning. Closing the door to her SUV, Melissa couldn’t help but smile as she saw a couple walking on the sidewalk with their little one strapped into their stroller. The pacifier in that little’s mouth hid most of the massive smile as she snuggled the giant stuffed alligator. With the abnormally warm weather, it was no surprise to Melissa that the 22 year old was clad in just a tank top and bulky padding. Yup, you heard that right. The bouncing baby girl babbling gibberish to her stuffed animal in broad daylight is old enough to grab a drink at a bar. Heck, her “baby boy” is almost 40. When society started having less kids, the markets that normally catered to babies needed to do something. Once companies like Procter & Gamble and Kimberly Clark caught wind of the ABDL community, the marriage made too much sense to ignore. Today, you can find anything from adult sized Huggies and Pampers to gigantic car seats and strollers. Now, littles can live out the lives they have always wanted to without rejection. Melissa still had the same smile on her face as she pulled into the parking lot at work. From the minute she left her boys daycare, ideas had been bouncing around in her head with no reason to stop. The woman, sporting a professional black pants suit, speed walked down the hallway towards her office. “Morning Mel” Sarah announced, followed immediately by a sip of coffee. “Did you…” she started to talk about the latest episode of their favorite sitcom before Melissa blew by her. “Give me one minute Sarah. I got some ideas I need to write down” she called out as she got to her office. Planting herself on her swivel chair, Mel grabbed the notebook on the side of her desk as well as a pen. The slight scratch of pen hitting paper was music to her own ears. Normally, when Melissa thought of a great idea, it shot right up the ladder to her boss. This idea, however, wasn’t a wholly unique idea, just something her company hadn’t created yet. “Oh my gosh, you are a genius Mel” Sarah called out, smiling as she saw the drawing being created in front of her. It was so simple, yet necessary: a two little stroller. While double strollers had been done for actual children, no company marketing itself to ABDLs had made one. Melissa’s company, ABC (Adult Baby Corporation) was new to the adult baby scene, but they had a ton of potential and resources. ABC has so far made cribs, changing tables, strollers, and car seats. To outsiders looking in, that might not seem too bad. However, compared to the amount of items P&G, Kimberly Clark, and Graco come out with, Adult Baby Corporation is still in its infancy. “What made you think of that?” Sarah asked, still eyeballing the drawing. “Well, after I dropped Mark off at daycare, I saw this family out for a walk. They had one little in the stroller while their daddy carried another little on his hip. While some people like to carry their babies a lot, what about those parents who want their hips free and their little ones safe and secure? It might not be the most groundbreaking idea, but it seems like a pretty necessary one.” The 49 year old spun around, smiling at her younger coworker. Sarah could see the excitement and passion for her work in Melissa’s face. It was one of the things that brought them together as friends. Well, that and both accidentally bringing in their little one’s diaper bags into work on the same day. Sometimes having kids is just a crutch so people can have something to talk about together. For these two, it was one more reason they clicked. It also helped that their littles could have playdates together. “I think it’s a smart and practical idea. Why don’t you scan that and send it to the higher ups? Get it in front of as many eyes as possible.” Sarah loved seeing her friends succeed and was sure Melissa was going to with this idea. As fast as she could, Melissa scanned her doodles and emailed it to her bosses. Now she played the waiting game as the day progressed. “I’m so glad we tried that new taco place. So good!” Sarah sang the new restaurant’s praises as she rubbed her stomach. “No doubt. I need to be careful or my wallet is gonna empty faster than one of Chris’ bottles at bedtime” Melissa chuckled as she imagined her baby boy sucking down a bottle in what seemed like seconds flat. Their conversation and daydreaming ended, however, when the head of the company approached them. The clicking of high heels echoed one final time as the big boss greeted the ladies. “Hi there Melissa” Mary extended her hand to the mother, smiling. Mid handshake, she turned to Sarah and gave her a similar greeting. “I’m glad I caught you Melissa. After receiving your email this morning, the double stroller idea has been stuck in my head! I was wondering if you wanted to come up to my office and discuss it a little more as well as another potential project?” Melissa tried her best to stop from jumping up and down. As she cleared her throat, a small smile showed across her lips as she answered “I would love to.”

I had about 6 or 7 people give me prompts

Since I have been stuck in a rut lately regarding writing, I figured I would let my Twitter followers (@DaddyFellow) give me some prompts and make a very short story off of them. These are probably one time 500 word stories and are mainly just diaper smut. Enjoy them for what they are worth Prompt: Nature Trail “What in the world do we have here?” Jamie asked, reaching down and brushing some dirt off the shining red object that sat right off the path. It looked like an amulet, but shined like a diamond. Figuring it was just dropped by someone who had walked this trail before her, the brunette snatched it up and placed it in the pocket of her shorts as she made her way down the beautiful trail. Tall trees lined the walking path, allowing the sun's rays to peek through them in a way that made it look like the front of a brochure. Jamie had no intention of letting an 80+ degree day pass her by without getting a walk on her favorite trail! She, however, couldn’t shake the thoughts of that amulet resting in her pocket. Jamie quickly pulled it back into view, running her fingers across the surface. Who in the world would lose such a thing? It had to be worth thousands of dollars! “Jamie, focus on the scenery” she told herself, almost forcing herself to put the jewelry away. The woman shook her head, focusing on her steps as she put one foot in front of the other. The feet started to add up until she had made it a half mile. With less than a quarter mile until the end of her journey, Jamie started to feel a little odd. She wasn’t sure what it was, but her pace was slowing. She wasn’t tired at all, but it felt like her steps were more thought out and less organic. Almost like a baby taking their first steps. Almost instinctively, Jamie grabbed the red jewel in her pocket. Maybe that was the cause of this odd slow down. At that moment, everything hit her like a ton of bricks. First, it was her hair. The brunette ponytail that sat high on her hair shifted, as if by magic, into two childish pigtails, bouncing along with every step in her slowed gait. Her shirt came next. The sleeveless green top she had put on at her apartment was no more. Sitting in its place was an almost neon pink t-shirt with the words “toddler on the loose” spelled out in baby blocks. As if it was a surprise, the sports bra underneath disappeared. Ironically, the pink Nikes she had on were swiftly turned into all white Velcro shoes, complete with frilly pink socks spilling over the top. After all of that, the worst part for the rapidly changing women's clothing was saved for last. Her underwear swelled and crinkled as Jamie took the final step from adult to toddler. Looking down, tears streaming down her face, she saw an extremely thick diaper staring up at her. No shorts or anything to cover, just a pristine white Pamper taped snuggly to her hips. “Baby girl, you had mommy so scared!” a mysterious woman called out behind Jamie as she was picked up, causing an ear shattering scream. As the screaming Jamie fought and clawed at the excessive tall woman, all she could hear was “Sweetie, you can’t run that far ahead of me. You had me worried sick” as she was placed on the woman’s hip and carried down the trail. The final thing she saw as she looked back down the trail through tear filled eyes was the amulet that started it all...

Chapter 2 of one of my most NSFW stories I have ever written. Want some more raunchy stories? How about some more cute and cuddly stories? Good news: you can get access to plenty of both for only $10 instantly. Not only are there tons of stories already available, you are guaranteed at least one new story a week! Patreon.com/thatdaddyfellow _____________________________________________________________________________________________ Chapter 2 The matching bra and panties set that sat on Jennifer’s 5’5” frame looked like it was painted on. Her 34DD breasts bounced, ever so slightly, as she made her way over to her kneeling boyfriend. “Good job at listening Jackson, I’m happy that I don’t have to go get the paddle. I, however, have something a lot more fun. Now, I want you to lay down right here so i can get you all padded up.” As her boyfriend laid on his back, Jenn reached to her right and stuck her hand in the large bag. She moved her hand around, feeling plenty of different textures until she felt the smooth plastic of the diaper. Watching Jennifer pull the thick diaper from the bag was a double edged sword for the man awaiting his crinkly prison. On one hand, he loved diaper play as much as anyone. He admitted, it took him a couple sessions to have these feelings, but now that he does, it is by far his favorite accessory to have in the bedroom and that is saying something. On the other hand, with what his girlfriend was (or wasn’t) wearing, he wanted nothing to get in the way of him throwing her on the bed and just going at her. Since Jackson really wasn’t in any position to make demands, he just laid back and played the latter over and over in his mind. Jennifer was confused as to why her boyfriend had that big grin and glazed look on his face, but it made lifting his bottom up and placing the padding under his butt a little bit harder. She knew what would snap him out of his stupor. As Jenn reached down to her boyfriend’s diaper area, she took a hold of his semi flacid cock. That snapped Jackson out of his thoughts immediately. Feeling the lotion covered hands of his sexy girlfriend on his dick made his hair stand on end. Jack didn’t care what he was hearing, what he had under his ass, or what Jennifer was about to do to him, all he wanted right now was for her hand to keep doing what it’s doing. “Do you like that hun?” Jenn asked, waiting for a reply, to which she just received a nod from the man laying before her. Normally, she liked to baby talk to Jackson when there was diaper play involved, but the scene she had prepared was no spot for a regressed boyfriend. After a couple more strokes up and down his bulging cock, she slowly released her boyfriend and reached back into the bag. Jackson’s head snapped up and his eyes stared daggers at the drop dead gorgeous women in front of him. “Babe, why on earth did you stop?” he asked, almost pleading for her to pick up where she left off. “This is why” she told him, pulling the bullet shaped object out of the bag. With a smile beaming from her face, Jennifer asked “do you know what this is” to her submissive boyfriend. All Jackson could do was nod. He knew two things: it was a suppository and it was going in his butt. “Perfect! If you know what it is, then you know what it does. I have a little game for you to play today. I am going to put some thick mittens on you” she told him in a matter of fact tone, placing the suppository on the floor and taking the mitts out of her sack of sexy accessories. Normally she would only use these for regression play, but they were going to be put to a much more nefarious purpose today. The man about to be diapered on the floor sported a confused look as his girlfriend guided his hands into the soft mittens. What in the world could she be up to? There was no other baby stuff out, that he could see at least, so he didn’t think little space was going to be a part of the night. As his mind went over the possibilities, he heard the woman kneeling in front of him clear her throat. When her diapered man was thinking about what the night could hold, Jenn had grabbed the baby oil and powder from the seemingly bottomless bag. She squeezed a healthy squirt onto Jackson’s diaper area and then spoke as she rubbed it in. “So, tonight, I am going to have a little fun. Since I know you had a very long day at work, I wanted to reward my working man! Once we get this suppository in your butt and the fluffy diaper all taped up, I think I am gonna give you a strip tease. You deserve it.” Jennifer was suing the sexiest tone she could as she finished up with the oil and moved onto the powder. “However, I don’t want to see you touch yourself. At all. If, when I finish up what I have planned, your diaper isn’t bone dry, you are going to get a meeting with Mr. Paddle. That means, whether there is piss, shit, or cum in your diaper, you're gonna get it paddled with it wrapped around your waist. Do you understand me?” Jennifer asked, making sure he knew the rules...well, half of them at least. “Oh fuck” was the only thought that ran through his mind. So, not only was he not going to be able to cum, he was going to have to hold in the mess that was going to be trying to force it’s way into his diaper while watching his sexy as fuck girlfriend get naked? It felt like the odds were stacked against him big time. As he tried to start calming his mind before anything started, he locked eyes with the woman in black lingerie staring at him. She was wearing the “well, did you hear me” face like it was a Halloween mask. “Yes” was all Jackson could muster as he saw he reach back for the item that was going inside him. “Before I put this in your ass, I have a couple more rules” she told him, pouring out the bag onto the floor with a thud. She picked up the hula hoop first. “I am going to put this a little bit behind you. I don’t want to see even one toe outside of this ring.” She tossed it towards the wall, satisfied when it landed a good 5 feet from where she was going to be. “One more thing: If I see you touching your puffy padding at all while I’m stripping, I will stop immediately and go get Mr. Paddle and something else. Trust me, you don’t want to know what that other item is. Now, let’s get this in you” Jenn told Jackson, almost immediately after shoving the bullet shaped instrument of torture into his hole and quickly taping the plastic backed diaper on snug. As soon as Jackson watched the last tape get pressed tight, he got on his hands and knees and crawled back to the hula hoop as fast as he could. The man crinkled back to the predetermined spot, knowing that every second counted. If he were to sit there and argue or whine to Jenn, it would have only taken time away from his ability to not lose the game. “Stripping time” he thought, a small smile grew on his face as he sat on his knees, the only way he could sit while still keeping his feet in the ring. “Good. Now, I think it’s time I got out of this bra” Jennifer gave her boyfriend a seductive smile as she started rolling her hips. After all, she didn’t just want to get naked right away, she wanted to give Jackson a show. If it was at the expense of his pristine, white diaper, so be it. “Here we go” was all the crossed his mind as a dumb grin formed on his lips. However, the look planted on his face wasn’t the only thing changing, as evidenced by the slight movement of the diaper. As Jen turned around and shook her ass at the man stuck in the hula hoop, his right hand slowly moved down to his crotch solely on instinct. Thank God that he was able to stop himself at the last moment or the show would have been over. “Wow, not touching myself might be even harder than holding the suppository in.” The man trapped in the hoop blushed just thinking that sentence. Reaching up her tanned shoulder blades, Jennifer got a hold of the back of her bra. At this moment, she wanted nothing more than to use some cheesy line like “does baby want some of mommy’s milk?”, instead the words “Look at these tits. Why don’t you waddle over here and give them a squeeze” dripped off of her lips. No way in hell Jackson was going to take that bait. He stood, or sat, his ground as his erection continued to strain against the fluffy padding trapping it. Jennifer figured that her man was too smart to take that easy bait, so she decided to add a little wrinkle into the mix. Walking towards him, she could see the tent he was pitching in his padding. “Are you sure you don’t wanna rub your cock honey? It looks like it's about to burst!” Again, no movement from him. It was at that moment she made a decision that would tip the odds in her favor. Bending over, Jenn grabbed the crotch of the love of her life’s diaper and gave it a squeeze. “I said you can’t touch yourself, but I didn’t say I couldn’t touch you.” Jackson’s eyes lit up like Christmas lights when his topless girlfriend grabbed his infantile underwear. “What?!? That’s definitely cheating!” he called out, trying not to think about his current situation. “You’re right. I lost” she coldly said, pulling her hand away from his covered cock and walking away. As she turned her head back towards him, Jenn called out “Looks like you are gonna get no show and just mess your diaper like a little baby!” The blood rushed to his face immediately. She was right. If he was going to have to shit his pants, he might as well have some fun beforehand. “Jenn, please come back! It’s not cheating, I’m sorry” he shyly told her, his eyes drifting up to catch her perfect ass stop moving. “Good boy” was all she needed to say.

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Plus, having Doctor Maddi and Nurse Jessica watching the whole time didn’t help matters at all. “Remember baby girl, mommy is doing this to make sure you are healthy. We want your tummy to feel good, not filled up with yucky stuff” Kelsey tried to reassure me. I could hear the wavering in her voice though, feeling the nervous tension coming from her made it that much worse for me. “Alright Kelsey, if you could flip little Katie onto her stomach, we can get the procedure started” Jessica instructed mommy as if I wasn’t even in the room. It made sense though, that’s how I have been treated all day. “Here we go baby girl” the woman I call mommy cooed to me as she slowly rolled me over. With my bare bottom exposed, I was just glad the “adults” in the room couldn’t see my face. It looked like every ounce of blood had gone from circulating through my body up to my face. Try as I might, I couldn’t even stop a single tear from running down my cheek. “Okay Katie” doctor Maddi talked to me with the tone of a parent trying to reassure their child everything was going to be ok “Miss Jessica is gonna put a little tube in your tushy. It will feel just like when your mommy takes your temperature. It also might feel a little uncomfortable. If things start to hurt a lot, let me or Miss Jessica know right away ok?” I nursed on my pacifier that much faster now that it was the moment of truth. As mommy walked in front of me to comfort me when it was happening, I felt the cold gloves the nurse was wearing slightly separate my butt cheeks. Once the nozzle went in, I had to do all I could to stop myself from crying. The only thing that came out of my mouth was a whimpered “mommy” from behind my pacifier. My girlfriend reassures me “It’s ok baby girl, you are doing so good!” as she ran her fingers through my hair. That definitely helped me calm down a tiny bit and focus on something other than the tube in my bottom. At least until the fluid started rushing in. “Holy shit” was all that I could think, almost loud enough to have it shoot out of my head so mommy could hear it. I mean, I have seen other littles on social media getting enemas and it didn’t look too terribly bad. Well, as not bad as sticking a tube up your bottom so you would poop a lot as it could be at least. It felt like there was a water balloon in my stomach and it was about to burst! How could anybody possibly enjoy this? Seeing me wince when the mixture flowed into my bottom made my mommy a little worried, I could see it on her face. She worried about me all the time, she was a mommy after all. Even though this enema wasn’t something I really wanted to do, I know my girlfriend wants nothing but the best for me. “It’s ok baby girl, it’s almost over” she reassured me, rubbing my back as she looked back at the doctor and nurse. I’m assuming she was glazing to see how much of the enema was left. A smile and kiss on my forehead when her gaze turned back to me put the tiniest smile on my face. Even when times are not the best, I know Kelsey will be there by my side. “Just a couple more seconds little miss Katie” I could hear nurse Jessica announce as I felt her cold, gloved hands. One was placed on my right butt cheek and the other was at the base of the nozzle. After what felt like 3 minutes, she pulled the end out and gave a light tap to my bottom. “Now little one” Maddi instructed, the sing song voice of hers still bouncy as ever “I need you to hold in your poopies until we get you back in a fresh dipey. Can you do that for me and your mommy?” Of course I could, she does know I’m not an actual baby right? As if to mock me, however, my stomach felt like it kicked me. As I wiggled due to the sudden slight pain, the contents of my stomach shifted with it. God, this is horrible! Why do people do this for fun?!? As slow as I can, I maneuver my way onto my back and moan behind the pacifier “dipey pwease!” “Don’t worry baby girl, mommy is here with a fresh diaper” she announced to me and, like lightning, she was in front of me with a fresh diaper. Mommy always was fast with diaper changes when she needed to be. The fastest hands in the west as far as I was concerned. “And done” she called out, almost bragging to Jessica and Maddi. I barely heard or felt anything during the change, however, because all I wanted to concentrate on was making sure I didn't let everything out before I was taped up. I shifted as quickly as I could onto my knees, the crinkling of the plastic on the table below me matched that of my puffy padding. As soon as my back was straight, my tummy couldn’t take it anymore and wanted to be empty. I had no say in the matter. A shiver went down my spine as the mess fell out of my bottom and into the fluffy padding of the previously white diaper. At this point, all I could do was sit there and try to hold back tears. Any second now, I am expecting the contents of my stomach to leak out of the quickly filling diaper and spill out onto the examination table. After a half minute of more of the same, there was no leakage at all. Wow, mommy really does pick out the best diapers! “Okay, I think it’s ov…” my brain tells me before my bowels cut in and bring on a second wave. My god, is it ever going to end? For the first time since all this started happening, I look down at the brown diaper sagging between my thighs. It was just a disaster down there. I do not envy whoever is going to have to change me after this. Also, part of me is kind of surprised that the tapes haven’t given out under the weight of the enema. I picked Charlie up and gave him a big hug as I felt what had to be the last of my stomach contents. My eyes went from my stuffie to my demolished padding and then over to my mommy. A big smile on her face, I could tell she was proud of me. For what, I’m not quite sure, but she was looking at me like I just finished running the Boston Marathon. “You did such an amazing job sweetheart, mommy is so proud of you” my amazing girlfriend cooed, putting so much syrup in her tone I expected an order of pancakes to come out of her mouth. However, right now, I could use any encouragement I could get. “Does your tummy feel better? It looks like it should be pretty much empty now” doctor Maddi asked, walking over to me and looking at the ticking time bomb that was my messy diaper. “Like your mommy said, you did a great job!” While praise was nice, the thing I wanted more than anything else was to get out of this Pamper. “Mommy, change my dipey?” I asked, giving her puppy dog eyes to sweeten the deal. “I wish I could baby girl, but not yet,” she replied. My jaw hit the table below my knees.

Here is chapter 1 of one of my newer stories. To see chapter 2 of this story, as well as tons other ABDL stories for only $10, check out my Patreon. Whether you like diaper boy, diaper girl, mommy dom, or daddy dom stories, my Patreon has you covered! Patreon.com/thatdaddyfellow ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Chapter 1 The sound of top 40 pop music rang through the hallways of Jennifer’s home as she was just finishing up washing the dishes. If there was one thing that she hated, it was silence. Whether it was the twang of some old fashioned country, the rhymes spit by her favorite rappers, or just the catchy melody of a pop song, Jennifer was listening to tunes basically 24/7. Just as the song finished up, she heard the distinct bark of her favorite furry friend in the next room. “Chuck, what's going on over there” she called out as if the dog would somehow answer her with actual words. Not hearing any follow up noise, she called out “Alexa, volume up!” The beat was bouncing through her soul and she just needed to start dancing to get some of it out. Just before she turned around, however, Jennifer felt the most comforting thing she could feel on a day to day basis: the large hands of her boyfriend wrapping around her waist. “Hey babe, I didn’t hear you come in” she whispered to him. “Alexa, pause” Jackson yelled, not being able to hear himself think, let alone the noise that just came out of his girlfriend’s mouth. “Sorry sweetheart, I didn’t hear that. I can’t believe you listen to your music that loud. Anyway, what did you say?” “Just shut up and kiss me” she told him, flashing a coy smile in Jackson’s direction before grabbing his chin and sticking her tongue down his throat. While he was a little shocked by his love’s forwardness, there was no way Jackson was going to let this moment go to waste. He went at her just as passionately as she did. This went on for another minute before they both, seemingly, came up for breath. “Holy shit, that was amazing Jenn” Jackson said, a stupid grin stuck on his face. “Tonight, there will be plenty more where that came from, but for now” Jennifer slowly went in for another kiss only to stop inches from her man’s lips and call out “Alexa, play” with a cheesy smile matching her Jackson’s. The loud boom of bass caused him to nearly jump out of his skin. “I will be in the bedroom if you need me” he basically screamed at Jessica. “What?” she asked back at a normal volume. She followed that up with a wink as she turned back around and grabbed the very few soapy dishes she needed to scrub. Once the working man made his way into the couple’s bedroom, all he could do was flop down on the bed. Work was absolutely exhausting today. When he was a kid, he thought only people that worked as professional athletes, firefighters, and similar jobs were allowed to come home tired. They were on their feet and working hard all day after all. He never put a commercial producer in that camp.However, with the way his body feels, he might as well have run a marathon. “And done. Finally!” Jennifer told herself as she pulled the stopper on the drain and watched the soapy suds flow down the drain. While she did love cooking, she absolutely hated the cleanup that went with it. She was just so happy that her plan worked. Jenn wanted to have a super nice dinner tonight with Jackson because he had been working himself to death lately at work. She was beyond grateful for what he did, both at work and when they were together, to keep the flame of their relationship burning strong. She must say, he was definitely no slouch in the bedroom either. While his preferences ran a little out of the ordinary, she absolutely loved it and wanted to do whatever it took to make him feel loved and appreciated. Tonight, that meant a lovely steak dinner followed by a very fun night of some kinky exploits she had planned. Walking into the bedroom,Jackson’s girlfriend couldn’t help but let out a little chuckle as she saw him napping. His eyes were closed, snores echoing from his mouth, and even a little bit of drool escaping from the right side of his mouth. While she did just want him to get some sleep and relax, Jenn also didn’t want the steaks to get cold. “Hey babe” she whispered, gently shaking him “I made us a special dinner and I don’t want it to get cold” explaining the situation to her boyfriend as he slowly woke from his slumber. While food did sound good, sleep sounded way better. However, the last thing he wanted to do was turn down a meal that his incredible partner slaved away to make. “Food sounds perfect right now” Jackson responded to Jennifer as he rubbed the sleep from his eyes. As the couple walked out of the bedroom, Jennifer’s boyfriend’s jaw dropped as he saw the food on the table. “Oh my god Jenn, this looks absolutely incredible! Thank you so much” he followed up his words with a kiss on her cheek. Even though it looked amazing, it smelled a million times better. He wanted to bottle this scent and wake up to it every morning. “Alexa play” she called to her robotic companion, her command followed by the quiet tones of smooth jazz. “I know that blasting pop a little earlier was obnoxious, so I figured we could have a little more relaxed vibe tonight. Jennifer even pulled out Jackson’s chair and pushed it in like they were at a 5 star restaurant. Grabbing two glasses of red wine, she handed one to him and announced “let’s have a toast: to our love and to the fun we will have later tonight.” After the trademark clink and a sip, Jackson asked “Oh, some fun tonight? What do you have in mind?” “Nothing you need to worry about, I have everything all planned out. Now, let’s forget about that and dig into these steaks” Jenn told her boyfriend as she looked down at the beautiful cut of meat. Slicing into it and putting the bite in her mouth, she couldn’t help but telling him “I think even I outdid myself” while her mouth was still full. The couple went through a ton of different topics during their meal together. Everything from how Jackson’s day went to what Jenn saw their mutual friends on social media to just mundane stuff like news and weather. “And I just saw that it was supposed to be very sunny this weekend, which means plenty of sunbathing! Maybe we can even go out to the park and have a picnic or something like that.” Jennifer suggested as she polished off the last of her steak. “Yeah, I would totally be down for that. Sounds like a really good date idea” Jackson replied, finishing his steak moments after his girlfriend. After a half minute of hearing nothing but smooth jazz in the air, he came right out and asked “So, what do you have planned for tonight?” “I want to keep a lot of it a secret, but I will let you know one thing we will be getting into: diapers” she told him, a smile growing on her face. Wanting to keep cool, Jackson mirrored her smile and told Jenn “Nice, sounds like fun!” Jackson and Jennifer had tried diaper play about a year ago and never looked back. Just the mixture of the comfort that comes from wearing to the embarrassment of needing to use them really got them going. They have tried so many different things with them: bondage, rope play, punishments, humiliation, medical, and almost too many more to list. They had never even thought about diapers a couple years ago, but after getting up the courage to try them, they have been a go to in the bedroom. “So, how about we head to the bedroom and see what we can get into” Jenn asked as she picked up Jackson’s plate and brought it over to the sink. Repeating that process with the wine glasses, she quickly washed her hands and made her way over to Jackson. “Alright sweetheart, now it's time to have some fun” Jenn winked at her boyfriend as she took his hand and started leading him to the bedroom. Jackson tried to keep an open mind about what was going to happen tonight. Jennifer led him over to the bed and just had him sit there. His eyes scanned the room, trying to see if he could get any clues about what he was in for. Jackson saw nothing that was obvious, but he knew that Jennifer knew what made him tick, so he trusted her. Diapers were going to be involved and that was good enough for him. As her boyfriend was scanning the room, Jennifer had made her way to the closet and pulled out a bag. This, however, was not a normal bag. While most people would have expected to see a grocery bag, this looked more like a sack that Santa would carry his presents in. Slamming it down on the ground in front of Jackson brought his mind back to reality immediately. “Everything in the bag has a purpose for tonight. I am going to go and get changed while you sit here. If you stand up or try to look in the bag, I will know! I want you in the same position you are in right now when I come back. Do you understand me?” she asked, cupping her boyfriend’s chin in her hand so he would look her in the face. As he met his girlfriend’s gaze, all he could do was give a simple nod. He didn’t know what to say. He could tell that Jennifer was satisfied with that answer as she let go of his chin and made her way to the bathroom. Jackson turned his head and got a great look at her ass in her favorite pair of skinny jeans. Just as the door closed behind her, Jackson’s eyes shot to the bag laying at his feet. Should I try to sneak a peek? How would she know that I looked? All these reasons to look crossed his mind until a certain memory shot to the front of his mind about the last time he chose not to listen. A month ago, Jackson was being argumentative and snarky the entire day, so Jennifer just decided that it was time to spend some time with Mr. Paddle. After a couple minutes of her smacking his bare bottom as hard as she could, he changed his attitude immediately and hasn’t acted that way since. There was no fun in that spanking, it was pure pain. Just as the memory finished in his brain’s movie theater, he heard the door to the bathroom open. Once his girlfriend stepped out, he couldn’t believe what he saw. If he was a cartoon character, his jaw would drop to the floor and his eyes would pop out of his head...