Bad Husband, Better Baby

[Elfy]

Sorry. It is still alive, haven't been able to work on it too much due to commissions but I'm still getting bits done here and there!

[Elfy]

Half a chapter should be ready to post in a day or so

[Benjy]

Good news! Really looking forward to it.

[Elfy]

So here is the first part of chapter 19.

Chapter 19 – A Visit to Kirsty’s

Nick slowly opened his eyes the next morning. He didn’t move a muscle as the sleepiness slowly retreated and he woke up. The house was silent which wasn’t a surprise considering it was very early in the morning on a Saturday. A consequence of being put to bed early was that he woke up before Sarah did and since his crib was constructed the way it was he was trapped their until he was let out.

Nick felt a very slight chill in the air. The Summer sun hadn’t yet warmed the house and Nick was in bed without any pyjamas on. He shifted slightly to grab his blanket and covered himself up. As he did this he heard the tell-tale rustling of his nappy, this was no longer an unexpected sound and Nick barely thought anything of it. He realised, as he curled up in the blanket, that his nappy was wet. Perhaps not a surprise since he had drained his sippy cup in the night but it was still disappointing after his dry night the previous day.

Nick rolled on to his back and looked at the ceiling as the events yesterday danced in his mind. He involuntarily pouted as he remembered the embarrassment and humiliation that he had been subjected to.

Images of the day flashed past Nick’s eyes as he recalled everything. These images were followed by images of what might have happened. When he had finally drifted off the previous night he hadn’t heard Jack leave and now he was locked in a crib and unsure if Jack ever left at all. He shuddered to think what might have been happening in his own house as he laid there locked inside his baby underwear, inside his baby bed.

As he laid still he relaxed and released his bladder. He felt a small stream of urine escape him and soak into the padding where it was quickly absorbed.

Nick sighed as he laid there, he was bored out of his mind and all he could do was lay there and wait for Sarah to come and release him. He hoped that would happen at least. Worst case scenario would be the door opening to reveal Jack. Nick felt he could cope with anything except Jack coming into the room this morning.

Finally, after fifteen minutes of sitting in his crib he heard movement in the other bedroom. Nick sat patiently until the door was pushed open and with an internal jump of joy from Nick, Sarah walked into the room.

Sarah was dressed in her pyjamas and had a dressing gown wrapped loosely around her. She yawned widely and her hair hadn’t yet been tidied, she had clearly just woken up and come straight to Nick.

Nick smiled as Sarah walked over and stepped in the release catch for the side of the crib. The bars descended and Nick eagerly scooted over to the edge of the crib and jumped down. He was so happy to be let out of his bed that he didn’t even mind that a rather embarrassing nappy change would inevitably follow. At this point nappy changes had become such a normal part of each day that Nick didn’t feel much shame from them anymore, last night’s change by Jack being the obvious exception.

Sarah lifted Nick up on to the changing table and he laid down. Since he had been put to bed naked Sarah didn’t have to remove any clothing and she just pulled the tapes off of his nappy. Nick realised, as the front of the nappy was pulled down, that Sarah hadn’t even checked if he need a change before removing the nappy. She just assumed, correctly as it turned out, that Nick required a change.

Sarah wiped Nick’s crotch with some baby wipes and to Nick’s embarrassment it caused him to get excited. His tool twitched until it reached full thickness no matter how much Nick tried to stop it from happening. It had been a while since Nick had last been allowed to orgasm and now it seems it didn’t take much to get Nick going.

“Really Nick?” Sarah asked with an exasperated voice. She rolled her eyes and stood a step back with her hands on her hips.

Nick didn’t respond. He just laid there and looked away from his wife in embarrassment.

“Well we are going to have to just wait for that to go away so I can put your nappy on properly.” Sarah said folding her arms impatiently. She lapsed into silence and stared at Nick.

Nick wished his erection would disappear more than anyone but despite him willing it to happen it didn’t seem like it was going anywhere.

The two remained silent for a few seconds whilst Nick worked up the courage to ask Sarah about last night.

“Why did you let Jack put me to bed?” Nick asked Sarah. He still couldn’t look at her but the questions he had were burning a hole in him and he just had to ask.

“Because he offered.” Sarah said simply, “I was a little tipsy and he did the chivalrous thing and helped me out. It was nice having a guy who cares about me actually offering to help out without me having to ask.”

Nick listened silently. He knew she was referring to him and he couldn’t disagree with her. Nick had taken Sarah for granted for a long time.

“Did… Did you two…” Nick tried to ask whether Sarah had done anything but he found it difficult to ask such a question.

“Did we what?” Sarah asked impatiently.

“Did you two… Do anything?” Nick asked. He felt his heart beating fast, he was so nervous of the answer.

“Listen Nicky…” Sarah said after a few seconds of silence.

Uh oh, Nick thought, this doesn’t sound good.

“Jack is a very good friend. There have been sparks between us for a long time. We flirted a little bit after you went to bed but nothing happened.” Sarah said.

Nick didn’t know what to think. He didn’t know if he believed Sarah but what choice did he have?

“I mean… Things might happen, but nothing happened yet.” Sarah continued.

Nick suddenly looked back at his wife with wide eyes. Was she actually telling Nick that she might cheat on him!?

“Oh come on Nicky! A woman has needs. You just aren’t a very fulfilling romantic partner, you never really have been but just recently you are even less desirable than usual.” Sarah said with brutal honesty.

Nick found himself full of a mixture of shame and anger at what he was hearing. He felt tears welling up in his eyes as he thought to keep his emotions in check.

“Ah ha.” Sarah said unfolding her arms, “Now we can finish this.”

The conversation had indeed caused Nick’s swollen penis to shrink back to its usual size and allowed Sarah to now lift up the front of the nappy and tape it tightly around Nick’s waist. Sarah grabbed Nick’s hands and pulled him into a sitting position on the table.

“Look.” She spoke directly to Nick, she looked him in his watery eyes and bent forward so that she was close to his face, “I love you Nicky. If I didn’t love you, you would have been gone a long time ago. All of this baby treatment, nappies and things. This is all because I love you. But you have to understand, mummy needs something back sometimes. Maybe things with Jack will go somewhere and maybe they won’t. Maybe he will be your new daddy, maybe we will fool around sometimes and maybe nothing will happen. But I love you, OK?”

Nick reached forward and hugged his mummy. He was alarmed at what she had said regarding having a “daddy” but he could feel that despite everything Sarah still loved him. He felt tears roll silently down his cheeks as he clutched his mummy tightly.

They hugged for what seemed like a full minute before Sarah pulled back from her padded husband. She helped him off of the table and as he stood there rubbing his teary eyes Sarah headed over to the closet to pick out some clothes for him.

“We are heading out today so we will need a little more than a onesie.” Sarah said mostly to herself as she sifted through all the outfits.

Nick stopped rubbing his eyes and looked over to his wife. Did she just say they were going out? Sarah was going to take Nick out of the house like this?

“We are going… You are taking me out?” Nick said in a stuttering voice, “Like this?”

“Yes sweetie, remember I told you we were going to visit Kirsty today.” Sarah said as she continued to look through, assess and pick out an outfit for her baby.

Nick didn’t remember her saying that but he shuddered when he heard the news. Nick and Kirsty were always a bad mix but it was only worse when he was like this. He recalled the last time Kirsty was here. When he had thought there was an intruder and burst in assaulting Kirsty’s friend George.

“Will George be there?” Nick asked. He tried to make it seem like it didn’t matter either way but he really hoped George would be there if for no other reason than to share the embarrassment.

“I think so.” Sarah said, “From what Kirsty tells me he visits her quite a lot these days.”

Nick decided that it could have been a lot worse. They were heading out but it would be in a car where no one would see him and they would be visiting people who already knew what he was. If George was there he hoped that the two of them could hide away somewhere and stay out of the way of the two women.

“Ah ha.” Sarah finally exclaimed as she turned away from the closet with her chosen outfit.

Nick took no notice of what Sarah was holding and he let her clothe him however she pleased. There was no point in Nick taking notice since it would make no difference. Sarah would make Nick wear what she wanted.

“Simply adorable.” Sarah beamed at her infantilised husband, “Now I need to get ready. Can I trust you to stay out of trouble whilst I bathe and get dressed?”

Nick nodded meekly. Sarah leaned in and kissed him before leaving the room and leaving Nick alone.

As soon as the door closed behind Sarah, Nick walked over to the mirror near the door. His outfit was simply a baby blue shirt with a picture of a sail boat on it and some shorts that did very little to hide Nick’s underwear. The shorts were a dark red and Nick could clearly see the outline of his nappy through the thin material. Even worse was that the waistband of his nappy stuck out above his shorts. His shirt hid that but if he bent over in certain ways his shirt would ride up and expose his infantile underwear.

Nick suddenly realised he had quite an opportunity. He hadn’t had a time where he had been left in his bedroom alone and able to look around at his new things since all these changes had begun. Nick looked around the room and went to the place that had been making him very curious. Nick walked over to the closet where Sarah seemed to get everything that she needed for Nick. He pulled on the handle but found it was locked, it never used to have a lock but now it had a big padlock that Sarah obviously kept the key to.

Looking around at the rest of the room there wasn’t much else to explore. Nick knew all about the crib and the changing table and there was little else of interest in the room unless Nick wanted to explore his used nappy bin more thoroughly. Even looking in that direction made Nick’s stomach lurch, there was a very clear smell coming from that direction.

With nothing else to occupy him Nick opened the door and started heading downstairs. He could hear himself crinkling every step of the way and he could also feel his shirt moving and he constantly felt the need to pull down the bottom to keep his nappy hidden.

After ten minutes or so Sarah joined Nick downstairs. She was fully dressed now though her hair was still a little wet from the shower. Nick looked up from the couch when she came in and felt his heart swell. He didn’t know what it was but Sarah seemed more beautiful this morning than at any other time since he had met her.

She walked through into the kitchen and made herself a couple of slices of toast. She also brought two slices in for Nick to eat, as well as a fresh sippy cup to drink, before they headed out. She had made a few subtle changes to her wardrobe that she thought Nick might notice. She had put on her highest pair of heels so that although she was already taller than her husband she now towered over him. She had also gone for a push up bra which accentuated her cleavage. As Sarah brushed her hair in the mirror she noticed Nick looking at her between bites of toast and could tell her new outfit was definitely getting the big baby’s attention.

“Come on then, we had best get a move on.” Sarah said after a minute or so had she picked up a thin coat and her purse.

Nick climbed to his feet and as he did so he suddenly felt the front of his nappy getting warmer. He looked down in shock and clenched his muscles to stop the flow. He was successful in stopping the flow but he knew he couldn’t hold it like that forever and so relaxed again and flooded his nappy.

Nick wondered why that had happened. Did he need to go but just not think about it? Did he even know that he needed to go? Nick fretted over the sudden loss of control and wondered if this was a symptom of whatever caused his bed wetting or was it just him getting used to his nappy. Nick bit his lip and wondered if he should tell Sarah what had happened. He decided that he could wait until after the trip to Kirsty’s, he didn’t want to tell Sarah now in case she opened her mouth and told Kirsty. The last thing Kirsty needed was more reasons to humiliate Nick.

Nick followed Sarah out of the house and to their car. He felt self-conscious about his outfit and wanted to jump in as quickly as possible, he ran around to the front passenger seat and pulled on the handle only to find it wouldn’t budge.

“Little ones sit in the back Nicky.” Sarah said as she came out of the house with a big duffel bag that Nick didn’t recognise.

Nick was not in the frame of mind to argue, he just wanted to get in the car to avoid being seen. He moved to the back of the car and wrenched open the door fully intending to leap in as soon as possible only to be stopped by an unexpected obstacle.

“Slow down there.” Sarah said chuckling as she walked over to the car and put the bag down.

“What is this?” Nick asked but he already knew the answer.

“What does it look like?” Sarah laughed, “Come on, I’ll help you into it.”

What it looked like to Nick, was a bigger version of a child’s car seat. It was boosted off of the regular seat and had a bunch of straps to secure the baby in place. Nick, not for the first time, wondered who made this and why was there a market for such pieces of equipment.

The need Nick felt to get out of the open was overriding his annoyance at the new seat though and he quickly climbed into the car seat. Sarah leaned in and put all the straps together to hold him in place, it was like she had done this a thousand times before as she expertly put everything in the right spot.

Nick found his movement was very limited in this seat. His feet no longer touched the floor as the lip of his seat caused his legs to be raised slightly. He felt himself sinking into the seat and his warm nappy stuck out in front of him slightly. The straps had caught hold of Nick’s shirt and forced it up revealing Nick’s embarrassing waistband.

Sarah walked around the car and placed the duffle bag on the seat next to Nick before heading to the driver’s seat and stepping in. She glanced back at Nick once and had to smile at the look on his face whilst his obviously padded crotch was pushed out in front of him. Turning back to face forwards she turned on the engine and started on her way towards Kirsty’s house.

It was an uneventful drive across the city. The early morning sun was shining brightly as it had been for over a week now, the weather really had been outstanding. Nick spent the drive hunched over in his car seat, it was still early on this Saturday morning and there weren’t many cars around but that didn’t stop Nick from being paranoid of every other vehicle he heard around them. If Sarah was concerned that Nick was going to be seen she didn’t show it. She hummed away with the radio whilst meandering through the quiet streets until she pulled up in front of Kirsty’s home.

Nick had visited this house only a couple of times before but he remembered how it looked and he dreaded every visit he had to make here.

Sarah opened the door next to him making him jump slightly. He had been looking at Kirsty’s house and thinking about his other visits so much that he hadn’t even noticed that Sarah had stepped out of the car.

“Ooh, someone couldn’t make the drive and stay dry?” Sarah asked with a grin as she prodded the front of Nick’s nappy.

“That happened before I got in the car.” Nick replied rather tersely. He didn’t think about what he was saying, as usual when he was annoyed he said what he was thinking without thinking about the consequences.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” Sarah asked frowning as she undid the straps holding him into his seat.

Nick didn’t respond. He didn’t want to tell Sarah that he had known he was wet but didn’t ask for a change and he certainly didn’t want to admit that he hadn’t been sure if he had been able to control his bladder.

Sarah finished unstrapping Nick and moved aside to let him step out of the car. Whilst she fiddled with a few things and retrieved Nick’s nappy bag.

Nick felt incredibly exposed dressed as he was whilst standing on the path, he thanked his lucky stars that it was so early and almost no one was around because his infantile outfit did little to hide his more embarrassing secret.

Sarah eventually emerged from the car with Nick’s nappy bag and she grabbed his hand and started leading towards Kirsty’s house. Sarah was looking forward to seeing her friend again, a lot had happened since they last met face to face and she was looking forward to catching up with and updating her.

As Sarah rang the doorbell Nick just wanted to get off the exposed street and into the relative secrecy of the house. He also hoped that George would be there so that he could run off with him and escape the girl’s talking. He was sure that he didn’t want to hear what they were going to be talking about.

Eventually the door swung open and both Nick and Sarah’s mouth dropped. Standing in front of them was Kirsty, but not a Kirsty either of them had seen before. Kirsty was dressed in leather, a shiny black leather that covered her from chest to small skirt. Her feet and lower legs were covered in some long leather boots that had a huge heel on them making Kirsty appear much taller than she was.

“Come on in.” Kirsty said cheerily. She turned around and walked back into the house.

Nick and Sarah looked at each other and then stepped forward and entered the house. Taking their shoes off at the door they walked into Kirsty’s living room which, to Nick’s surprise was strewn with children’s toys and activities.

Kirsty sat in the big armchair and Sarah sat on the couch to the side of it. Nick just hovered to the side of the couch unsure of where to sit or what to do.

For a few minutes both women seemed to ignore Nick as they exchanged pleasantries with each other and discussed something they had both seen on television during the week. Nick just stood to the side and tried not to draw any attention to himself, the last thing he wanted was to be the subject of the conversation. He tried to just become a part of the furniture.

“Oh Nicky, almost forgot about you.” Kirsty suddenly said as she stood up.

Kirsty sauntered over to Nick. Her hips swayed as she walked slowly over to him and she had this very stern look on her face. She circled Nick who didn’t move from the spot.

“I love the outfit Sarah. No one looking at this big baby would be under any impression that he was actually an adult.” Kirsty said as she put her hand on the sail boat on Nick’s shirt and slowly ran it down Nick’s body to the waistband of his shorts.

“Oh I know; doesn’t he look absolutely adorable.” Sarah responded. She was watching proceedings from the couch with a smile that betrayed how much she enjoyed this.

Nick kept his mouth shut, as much as he hated to admit it he was intimidated by Kirsty at the moment. The leather, the heels, the whole attitude seemed designed to scare Nick. Even whilst he was afraid though, there was a part of him who was intrigued, and dare he say, excited by Kirsty’s attitude of contempt for him. Nick had no idea why but he felt himself twitching in his wet nappy.

“You want to go see your little friend George?” Kirsty asked Nick in a sing-song voice.

Nick didn’t say anything but he nodded causing Kirsty to laugh.

“He is upstairs.” I’m sure you will be able to find him.

Nick didn’t need a second opportunity. He immediately turned around and with a flourish of crinkles he hurried towards the stairs. As he climbed the stairs he became increasingly nervous about seeing George.

Nick remembered the last time Nick he had seen George. Nick had punched him in the face and then proceeded to piss all over the floor whilst being spanked. It was hardly his finest moment and although George had seemingly forgiven him at the time he was kind of worried that perhaps George would not be happy to see him.

Nick rounded the bannister at the top of the stairs and looked at the doors along the landing. He could immediately see which door was George’s. All the doors were plain and white and seemed to all be generic except for one door which, although also white, was far from plain.

Nick slowly approached the door. He saw a sign about halfway up that read “Baby George’s Room.” It was in a very fancy font with lots of curls in the letters. The lettering was in the colour pink and their seemed to be glitter liberally placed around each word. It was very much like something you would see on a little girl’s room, Nick thought to himself.

He placed his hand on the door knob and gave it a push.

As the door swung open Nick felt his mouth drop at the sights he was presented with. The room was a light, pastel pink colour with white furniture. Nick immediately recognised the various items in the room. The crib, the changing table, the toys… They were all very similar versions of what Nick now had. The only difference being that it seemed these were newer.

Nick was confused because it seemed the room was unoccupied; it was very clearly a room for George but there seemed to be no George in the room. Nick was confused at the décor as well, this seemed like a room for a little girl rather than a little boy.

Nick stepped into the room and peered at the corners looking for George. Still no sign of the big baby but Nick realised he wasn’t in the room alone when he heard movement from somewhere. Nick looked around but couldn’t locate the source of the noise.

“George?” Nick said into the otherwise very quiet room.

Sounds of body weight shifting and a muffled voice were the only response. At least Nick could now focus on where the noise was coming from. The crib, which had its side lowered looked empty at first glance but now Nick realised that the bed covers were covering up a person.

Nick stepped forward and grabbed the edge of the cover. He pulled them off of the figure before taking a step back in shock.

George was lying in the bed tied to each of the bed posts with straps. He was dressed in a huge pink dress that, after being flattened by the covers, suddenly expanded out with their new found freedom. Nick could clearly see the extremely thick nappies that George was wearing under the dress and they were clearly very used.

Nick’s shocked gaze went up the struggling man’s body to his face where he could see a shocked and scared look in George’s eyes. That was basically all he could see though as the rest of George face was covered by a leather mask and a gag that appeared to have a pacifier tied built into it.

Nick took a step back when he saw this scene in front of him. Nick could barely believe his eyes; it was like he had just stumbled on to some depraved BDSM scene.

It was only after taking a step back that Nick noticed a note that was taped to George’s front.

“To Nicky.” The front said.

Nick stepped forward cautiously again and reached forward to take the paper. As he pulled it off the smooth pink dress he brushed his hand against what felt like a false breast that George seemed to have on under his dress.

“Sorry…” Nick mumbled as he blushed. It felt very realistic and if he hadn’t known there was a boy under that dress he may well have assumed it was a woman.

Nick turned away from the bizarre man on the bed and unfolded the note to read. It took Nick a minute to decipher the message as it seemed to be written in crayon and the handwriting was anything but neat.

“Dear Nicky.” The note began, “Mummy has left me tied here all night because I was a naughty girl who rubbed her nappy. Please release me when you see fit. Love Georgina.”

“Georgina?” Nick said out loud. He turned to face the man in the crib again and he saw George quickly look away in apparent embarrassment. It was a look that Nick had begun to recognise well.

Putting the note down Nick started untying the straps holding George’s arms and legs to the bed. He let George sit up in the bed before he undid the straps holding in the pacifier and pulled off the tight leather mask that was wrapped around George’s head. George felt very sweaty and almost as soon as the mask was removed George shuffled over to the far side of the crib to grab the bottle that was lying there. Without any hesitation he brought it up to his lips and furiously sucked down the contents.

As George drank, Nick considered how it must have been torture for George to be strapped like he was to that bed in the heat with a drink in sight but just out of reach the whole time.

Nick was soon distracted though as George’s short dress flared up a bit and gave Nick a big look at George’s wet nappy from very close by. Nick felt himself getting a little excited at the sight but he couldn’t, for the life of him, work out why.

Eventually George finished the bottle and dropped it back on to the crib. He slowly got out of the crib and stood in front of Nick. His big, ruffled pink dress seemed even bigger now that he was standing up. Nick had never seen anything like this before. He had learned from the TV that apparently there were people who liked to be treated as babies but he did not know why a man would be dressed like a little girl like that.

For almost a full minute there was silence as both men struggled to look at anything except their own feet. Each felt a certain amount of shame for the way they were dressed in front of each other. This feeling was much worse for George.

“H-H-Hello Nicky.” George eventually stammered. His voice seemed a little higher than Nick remembered it but he didn’t know if his memory was playing tricks on him. Perhaps Nick was just hearing a higher and more feminine voice because of his friend’s attire.

“Hi George…” Nick said letting the last word hang in the air a little bit, “Or Georgina?”

George blushed deeply and smiled in a wry kind of way.

“You can call me either.” George almost whispered as he stared at his shoes.

Silence fell again. Both of the men had questions and things to say to the other but neither were willing to open the conversation.

George walked away from the crib and towards his box of toys. Pulling out two colouring books he sat down on the rug in the centre of the room with one and held out the other for Nick. George, seeing Nick’s hesitation, put the book down just above his own and started colouring.

Nick was surprised at how quickly and easily George just started doing an activity that seemed so… Childish. He was also surprised that although he was obviously embarrassed, George was dealing with being seen dressed as he was remarkably well.

After a few seconds Nick moved over to George and sat down in front of him. He didn’t touch the colouring book but instead watched the man in a dress in front of him.

“How are you Nicky?” George eventually said without looking up from his book.

“I’m fine, and you?” Nick responded.

“I’m fine.” George replied shortly.

After another silence fell nick decided that he would just ask the question that was burning in his head.

“What’s with the dress?” Nick asked rather bluntly.

George stopped colouring and slowly looked up at Nick. His face was a light red a combination of embarrassment and the heat.

“Well… Mistress Kirsty likes me to be a little girl.” George said quietly, “So sometimes I have to dress like this.”

Nick was both shocked and not shocked. He was not surprised that Kirsty would do this to another person, Nick knew she had a mean streak and that she probably got off on treating men like this. But Nick was shocked that someone would allow this to happen to them.

“You… You let her do this to you?” Nick asked hesitantly. He had a slight look of revulsion on his face.

“Well… Yeah.” George said blushing slightly, “I like it.”

Nick narrowed his eyes in confusion. How could anyone like this sort of treatment?

“How coul-” Nick began.

“Well look at you.” George countered with a smile, “You may not be a dress but you are clearly very padded down there. I set up your crib and changing table too so I know that apart from the dress we are very alike.”

Nick closed his mouth and scowled at the big sissy. It was an uncomfortable truth.

“I don’t like it.” Nick mumbled.

“Then how come you let it happen?” George asked. This time it was his turn to be confused.

Nick thought about it for a minute. It was true that for the most part Nick didn’t enjoy the treatment. He didn’t like having to use his nappies, he didn’t like the baby treatment and he definitely didn’t like his wife suggesting he wasn’t man enough for her anymore.

When it was clear an answer wasn’t forthcoming George clumsily climbed to his feet and turned around to face away from Nick. He started walking towards the shelves against the wall.

Nick looked up and watched the big sissy waddle toward the shelf. His eyes fell on George’s big padded rear end. Nick found himself almost mesmerised by the bouncing hemline of the dress, the bit of nappy peaking from underneath the dress and the crescendo of crinkles that accompanied George’s movement. Nick felt something stirring in his loins, he was stunned and brought back to reality when he realised that he was rapidly stiffening inside his nappy.

George reached the shelf and reached up towards a couple of small boxes. As he went up on his tip-toes to try and give him some extra reach his dress was pulled up further revealing more of George’s nappy and even more than that, it showed a large wet patch where George had clearly wet himself.

Nick found himself swelling up even more in his nappy and he didn’t know why. He tried to look away, he wanted to stop what was happening in his nappy and yet he found himself drawn to the view in front of him. Nick’s tool soon reached its full size as his sexual frustration threatened to bubble over, after days of not being able to touch himself he seemed to be extra sensitive now and despite wanting to look away he found one of his hands almost subconsciously move towards his nappy. He was desperate for those pleasurable feelings.

George finally managed to grab the boxes he was after and turned back around causing his dress to twirl around him. He looked over to Nick with a big smile and saw Nick staring at him with one hand over his crotch.

“Like what you see?” George said with a giggle as he waddled back over to Nick.

Nick blushed and moved his hand away from his nappy, though inside his nappy he was as stiff as ever. He wanted to deny George’s question but he couldn’t lie, he did like what he saw.

“So do you like guys? Or do I just look feminine enough that your body is confused.” George said giggling again. He shook his butt in Nick’s direction before sitting down opposite Nick again.

Nick didn’t know what to say. He had long questioned his own sexuality, he definitely liked women but occasionally he found himself attracted to guys as well. It wasn’t often but it happened just enough to make Nick question himself sometimes.

“It’s OK… You can trust me to keep a secret.” George said with a warm smile. He reached his hand forward and slowly placed his hand over Nick’s shorts, right over where his twitching tool was still straining against the confines of his padded prison.

Nick let out a slight moan before biting his lip. He went very red at his friend’s sensitive touch. Should he be enjoying this as much as he was? He was certainly doing nothing to stop it from happening.

George very gently gripped the front of Nick’s nappy slightly harder and slowly rubbed his hand up and down. He was smiling widely at Nick who still had his eyes closed. George could see that Nick was enjoying it even if he wouldn’t admit it out loud.

George suddenly pulled his hand away and quickly picked up his crayon and started colouring again. Nick slowly opened his eyes confused and rather disappointed that the pleasant sensations had suddenly ended. Nick was about to ask what was going on when suddenly the door to the bedroom opened up and in walked Kirsty and Sarah. Nick must not have heard them coming, lost as he had been, in his only little world of pleasure.

“Hello babies.” Kirsty said in a high voice, “Having a good time?”

Nick didn’t respond but George nodded with a big smile on his face.

“How about you Nick? Doing some colouring with your little friend?” Sarah asked her husband who was still sitting with his legs open in front of his colouring book.

“Huh?” Nick said before looking down at the colouring book in front of him and then up at George, “Oh yeah…”

“I told you they would get on well.” Kirsty said to Sarah. Both women laughed.

Sarah walked into the room and up to Nick. She crouched down next to her husband and placed her hand over Nick’s nappy to check if he needed changing. What she felt was Nick’s still excited penis. She frowned slightly and Nick, after trying to look at his wife, dropped his gaze and went red in the face.

“You don’t need a change yet.” Sarah stated out loud whilst still staring daggers at Nick.

“How about you Georgina?” Kirsty asked from the doorway, “Does my dirty little girl need a change?”

As George shook his head in embarrassment, Sarah noted that she felt Nick twitch slightly in his nappy as Kirsty asked the sissy the question. It seemed the humiliating treatment of George was actually making Nick excited!

Sarah eyed her baby suspiciously before standing up again. She started walking towards the doorway when she was stopped by Kirsty.

“What’s that you’ve got there Georgina?” Kirsty asked pointing towards the two little boxes that George had collected from the shelf just before the two women had come in.

George shyly lifted up one of the boxes up and opened it to reveal a pacifier. He held it out to Kirsty and Sarah and blushed a little as he watched Kirsty smirk whilst Sarah read the little inscription of “LG”. It didn’t take a lot of imagination for Sarah to work that it meant “Little Girl.”

Sarah certainly found the scene in front of her very interesting. For the first time Nick was interacting with another person in a similar position to himself. Sarah was rather lost in thought over what she had felt when she had checked Nick’s nappy, there was no doubt about what was in Nick’s nappy. The question in her mind was why he was in that state. Was it seeing George dressed as he was? Was he getting used to, and even enjoying, the baby treatment? Had he been that excited to meet George?

“Aww, you wanted your dummy? And you got one for your little friend too?” Kirsty asked as she stepped forward and took the pacifier out of its box and planted it between George’s lips.

George nodded and as he accepted his dummy he lifted up the other small box and he opened it up whilst holding it out for Nick. There was a slightly wet sound echoing around the quiet room as George sucked on the rubber bulb in his mouth.

Sarah looked on perplexed as the scene unfolded in front of her. It looked to all the world as if George was proposing to Nick from the way he held out the little box. It seemed almost symbolic of someone who had accepted their baby status offering an item to someone still struggling to accept it.

Nick looked at the little box and the pacifier within it. He didn’t really want to take it, the idea of having it in his mouth was not an appealing one. He looked up at Sarah, subconsciously he had reached the point where he needed her approval to do something now. His initiative had been worn away by being so tightly controlled and now he looked at her as if to ask what he should do.

After a moment of thinking Sarah nodded slowly. She was very interested in everything she was seeing and she was sure if Jack was here he would be taking a lot of notes on the psychology of everything that was happening.

Nick sighed and reached forward and pulled the dummy out of the box. He looked up at Sarah and Kirsty who were both watching him. He slowly brought the dummy forward and placed it in his mouth. As he closed his lips around this weird new feeling he realised that these dummies were a lot bigger than regular baby ones.

Kirsty gave a bark of a laugh and smirked as she turned towards the doorway.

“Come on Sarah, we have a lot of catching up to do. Let’s get a drink and have a gossip. These two will be fine up here playing with each other.” Kirsty said as she put her arm around Sarah and the two of them walked out of the room.

Sarah looked around once more as they left the room. She saw that Nick and George were looking at each other again, their pacifiers bobbed against their mouths as they sucked. Sarah wasn’t sure why but she just felt that something seemed different.

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“So how are things going with Nick?” Kirsty asked as the pair of women sat down again in the living room. She reached forward and poured herself a cup of coffee and did the same for Sarah.

“Where do I even begin…” Sarah said. She thought about everything that had changed, where do you start when trying to describe everything that had happened in the last few days. It had been such a short amount of time, but so much had changed.

“Busy few days, eh?” Kirsty laughed as she took a sip of her drink and leaned back on the sofa. She unzipped her long-heeled boots and placed them next to her on the couch.

“It’s like… Well, it’s like everything that me and Nicky were before all this started has disappeared. It’s like we are completely different people now.” Sarah paused to take a drink, “And I love it!”

Sarah finished with a huge smile which prompted Kirsty to laugh loudly.

“I knew you would!” Kirsty said pointing at her friend, “I knew I just had to get you started and you would grow into it.”

“I had no idea how much Nick was walking over me until I started asserting myself.” Sarah said holding up her hands, “You were right! You were completely right!”

Kirsty just nodded as she leaned forward again to put her cup back on the coaster of the small table in front of the couch.

“So what’s changed?” Kirsty asked Sarah. Her curiosity knew no bounds.

“Well… He has stopped trying to convince me he doesn’t need nappies, which is pretty big. He seems to have accepted that he isn’t getting out of them any time soon.” Sarah replied as she thought about what else had happened.

Kirsty nodded her head. She knew from her own previous experiences of dominating people that when they stopped complaining about having to do something was roughly when they would begin to accept their new status.

“He had his first messy nappy. That was… An experience.” Sarah said recalling the clean-up and shuddering slightly.

“You’ll get used to it.” Kirsty laughed along with her inexperienced friend, “I must have changed more messy nappies by now than most parents do in a lifetime!”

“That many?” Sarah asked.

“I’ve been doing this for a while, George isn’t the first person I’ve met that is into nappies and he is far from the first person who I’ve changed.” Kirsty responded, “Anything else happen?”

“Kind of…” Sarah trailed off and blushed.

“Oooh, this sounds juicy. What happened?” Kirsty asked. She leant forward in her seat in anticipation of gossip.

“Remember Jack? The guy I work with?” Sarah started saying. She felt embarrassed to be talking about this for some reason.

“The handsome one?” Kirsty asked with a wry smile.

Sarah nodded shyly before launching into the story of the previous day. She told Kirsty all about the play time she had with Nick, where she took Nick to the edge of ecstasy before abruptly stopping there. She told Kirsty about how excited she was when they were interrupted by the sound of the doorbell ringing. Sarah shared all the details of that evening with dinner, Jack putting Nick to bed and then the flirting.

“Wow, so you and Jack…” Kirsty started asking, she was insinuating that the two of them had taken things further than flirting that night.

“No.” Sarah said shortly, “No, no. We flirted but nothing more.”

“Did you want more?” Kirsty asked taking a big drink of her coffee.

“Maybe in the future.” Sarah replied. She spoke in hushed tones as though she was afraid of being overheard.

“Does Nick know?” Kirsty continued her interrogation.

“Yes. We talked this morning about it. He didn’t seem happy that he might get a daddy at some point but he seemed to understand that he really didn’t get a say in these things anymore.” Sarah replied.

“Wow.” Kirsty said. She looked pretty stunned.

“What?” Sarah asked looking nervously at her kinky friend. If Kirsty was taken aback by something, then maybe she had gone too far.

“It’s just… Well, I never expected you to get this into it.” Kirsty replied honestly, “I thought you had a little dominant streak in you but it seems to go much deeper.”

Sarah picked up her drink and sipped it quietly. She didn’t really know what to think but if she took a step back she could see how much she had started dominating Nick and equally, how much he let it happen. In the moment it seemed normal and like a logical next step but if even Kirsty was surprised at the lengths that Sarah was going to then maybe she should dial it back a bit.

“What’s the story with George… Or is it Georgina now?” Sarah asked after a small silence. She wanted to move the focus of conversation of off herself.

“Oh George…” Kirsty said rather wistfully. She looked up at the ceiling where she knew the two babies were playing, “He is rather smitten with me it seems. He comes here practically every Friday afternoon after work and stays until Sunday evening.”

“So it is a relationship?” Sarah asked.

“Not at all.” Kirsty laughed. She saw Sarah’s confused look before continuing, “He likes to be dominated and he pays me to do it. That is all. We keep in contact when he isn’t here, I let him know when he can touch himself, make him wear certain things, the basic stuff. He gets off on the idea of being totally beholden to me.”

Sarah looked confused.

“A big part of your relationship with Nick is love, right?” Kirsty asked as she tried to explain the complicated relationship.

Sarah nodded and leant forward in her chair. It was Sarah’s turn to be fuelled by curiosity as she wanted to hear the juicy details of Kirsty’s life. It was only fair, Sarah thought, since her relationship was in the spotlight so much.

“Well it is the same here, but only one way. George likes the idea of loving me, worshipping me even, but he wants it to be one way. He wants me to objectify him and humiliate him whilst he loves me.” Kirsty explained. It was an interesting relationship, even for her, but it was one that seemed mutually beneficial. Financially beneficial for Kirsty and mentally beneficial to George who seemed to love Kirsty more and more as she continued to degrade him.

“Sounds pretty weird to me…” Sarah said cautiously.

“You have a husband upstairs in a nappy who you told this morning you might cheat on… And you are calling my relationship weird?” Kirsty said with a laugh that Sarah joined in on.

The two women continued laughing at the absurdity of the situation. Every time they started to calm down they would catch each other’s eyes and start again. They laughed as two old friends do and soon their conversation returned to more mundane things.

[mikejackson999]

Nice addition.

[ppbenn]

Excellent addition Elfy, thanks for sharing this with us.

[aldl4811]

Fantastic!

[SGTbaby]

I look forward to the reunion of the two boys. I liked the chapter, love the car seat and can't wait for more.

[paddy1965]

Brilliant story and already wanting the next part

[bitmap666]

I love this story, the characters, the writing. I definitely would love to commission you in the near future. This story just confirms it to me.

[Cute_Kitten]

Aww, Baby Nicky's outfit is super cute!

[Nia]

The way you build suspense is awesome. I can't wait for the next chapter. Thanks for all the writing.

[kirababy]

excellent addition, looking forward to hearing more about georges room

[bbykimmy]

Another fantastic entry into the story!

I really hope Nick wins Sarah back even in baby-mode and their marriage stays just the two of them.

[babyjennie]

Dear Elfy, your story is fabulous!

[Sarah Penguin]

yay more better baby

[Elfy]

2 hours ago, babyjennie said:

Dear Elfy, your story is fabulous!

[Nia]

For sure Nick should stay regressed. Adult life doesn't suit him.

[garyg]

I agree that Nicky should stay regressed. He has gotten so comfy in his diapers and crib.

[Littlekyle]

I for one love little Nick and would love to see Sarah welcome a daddy into the home

[Pierry Louys]

I vote for nick stay regressed , but with two mommies instead a daddy and a momy

[Nia]

I have to completely agree with that

[diaper24/7]

I agree Nick stay regressed and Sarah finds another man in her life.

[ppbenn]

Just my own $0.02, it is your story; however I like the idea of Nick having 3 "parents," and for Sarah to explore her sexuality. I do like the regression of Nick but think from time to time he should be rewarded for pleasing Mommy or Daddy as you see fit.

I do have to agree your storytelling is fantastic and while I have my own pet project story on here I am captivated by yours too. Please continue to write this story.

[sub-scott]

I really hope Sarah is just getting started, please keep regressing Nick. I love how she just outed him to Jack,