Bad Husband, Better Baby

[Britnee]

On 9/24/2016 at 1:05 AM, Elfy said:

Glad people are enjoying the story.

An interesting idea cropped up recently that I wanted my reader's feedback on.

The idea came up very recently for a spin-off story related to this one. The story would basically be a kind of prequel involving Kirsty and George and how they ended up in their situation. The part that is most interesting to me is that I wouldn't be writing it.

I have a person in mind who seems interested to write this secondary story. I know they are a talented writer and I trust them completely with the characters, I would also be checking everything they wrote before posting to make sure it fits with my ideas of the characters. There are ideas for the story already and it would be much more sexual than this one and also include a lot more sissy elements.

This may or may not happen but I wanted to hear if anyone had any feelings about it one way or the other.

If you trust them then I trust them so umm...yes please!

[babylin]

No matter what anyone else may write, no one can change the characters of Sarah and Nick that you have so wonderfully created.

Kirsty's and Georges's story understandably will be different.

[Elfy]

This story has been dormant too long!

Apologies for delays, extra work on commissions are biting into time allowed on this story but I assure you work still continues

If you are interested in commissions then feel free to message me your ideas and we can see if I can turn it into a story for you. My price is

[ppbenn]

Wow, what a dream. I wonder how Sara will react to hom now. How she will see him in future installments. Thanks for sharing Elfy, great work as always.

[mistressdbaby]

Omg a very good update. Poor nicky I get his predicament..

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[willnotwill]

woohoo another good chapter/

[Sarah Penguin]

Poor baby!

[CDfm]

Now that was a dream to remember. Poor Nick just can't seem to catch a break. All the embarrassments with the visit to Kristies and back, then

[SGTbaby]

What an interesting dream and reaction...I think Mommy might need to punish her little girl. I like the car ride and his reaction to the nap initially. Nicely done and I look forward to the next portion.

[Cute_Kitten]

Uh-oh, looks like Little Nicky's made quite a mess in his diapee. Wonder how Sarah's gonna react to that?

[TheBabyPants]

This story continues to keep me interested, thanks for sharing.

[aldl4811]

Awesome chapter!

[mikejackson999]

awesome update.

[sc7738]

Another awesome chapter, but was wondering why you named this chapter "A trip to the shop's" when they went straight home, would have loved to see them go to the store on the way home or to a fast food place to eat ,

[Elfy]

Because this was only the first part of the chapter

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Just to keep people updated on my plans... I'm strongly considering starting a Patreon. I already have it drawn up, just deciding whether to actually go for it or not.

For those that don't know, Patreon is a way of supporting content creators. You can pledge a certain amount of money per month to someone creating content that you like to read, look at, watch, or whatever else. It can be as little as $1 or a lot more and there are rewards for pledging a certain amount, etc.

There are more details on the page should I choose to go ahead with it. But basically I can't give much time to this story due to commissions, they are my only source of income and they really add up to very little overall. This Patreon would be a way for me to justify spending a lot more time writing this story and following this one, more stories like it. I've already earmarked a certain "goal" I would like to get to which would mean I would release updates to this story at least twice as fast as I currently do.

I don't want it to seem like I'm just digging for money but right now money issues are a huge amount of stress to me. I don't bring in much and every little helps, I would not expect a full time wage off of it, that is totally beyond anything I could reasonably expect. But I am hopeful that I have readers who enjoy my stories enough that they would like to support me. I will leave that up to you guys if/when I post the Patreon.

[mistressdbaby]

Because this was only the first part of the chapter [emoji6]

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Just to keep people updated on my plans... I'm strongly considering starting a Patreon. I already have it drawn up, just deciding whether to actually go for it or not.

For those that don't know, Patreon is a way of supporting content creators. You can pledge a certain amount of money per month to someone creating content that you like to read, look at, watch, or whatever else. It can be as little as $1 or a lot more and there are rewards for pledging a certain amount, etc.

There are more details on the page should I choose to go ahead with it. But basically I can't give much time to this story due to commissions, they are my only source of income and they really add up to very little overall. This Patreon would be a way for me to justify spending a lot more time writing this story and following this one, more stories like it. I've already earmarked a certain "goal" I would like to get to which would mean I would release updates to this story at least twice as fast as I currently do.

I don't want it to seem like I'm just digging for money but right now money issues are a huge amount of stress to me. I don't bring in much and every little helps, I would not expect a full time wage off of it, that is totally beyond anything I could reasonably expect. But I am hopeful that I have readers who enjoy my stories enough that they would like to support me. I will leave that up to you guys if/when I post the Patreon.

Having bought and wasted money on other stories like this on amazon I would have no issue in paying something. Or how about issuing the full story as an ebook up to where you have got?

Regards

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[jeremy12312]

The way the pound is exchanging, I've been thinking of just commissioning the rest of this story. I wouldn't want any creative control, though. I'll take

[Elfy]

The offer of financial help is greatly appreciated, but I have just finished setting something up for people who wish to support me and my story writing. A Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/elfking

You will find a lot of the info about what it is and how it works from the link posted but to give an overview... It is a way for fans to support content creators by pledging to pay them a certain amount of money each month. You can pledge anything from $1 to $100 and there are different rewards for different amounts including Patreon exclusive stories, chance to win a commission, chances to help decide between plot twists, being able to read updates up to one week before everyone else, personal chats with me regarding writing or anything else on Skype, etc...

I really enjoy writing my main story, but because commissions are paid for it means this story is often at the back of the line for updates, hence the slow updates recently. I currently have a goal set up where, if it is met, I would be updating this story a whole lot more frequently.

If you have a little spare money and think my writing is good enough to be paid for then any money pledged would be greatly appreciated. If there are questions you can PM me and I can try to answer them.

https://www.patreon.com/elfking

[Elfy]

The next part of "Bad Husband, Better Baby" is now uploaded to Patreon (https://www.patreon.com/elfking) where it will stay for one week. After that it will be posted here.

All support is appreciated greatly

[mistressdbaby]

And it's well worth being a Patreon to get, great work

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[mikejackson999]

I can't believe this site is allowing admins to treat this as a pay to read site.

[Elfy]

I must be the only one who remembers a certain other person doing the same thing to sell e-books.

It's not a pay-to-read site. As my post said, the next chapter is just on a delay, it will be posted in 6 days.

I will add the second part here since the edit button isn't working for me. It might merge the posts anyway.

Most of what I write is still going to be available for free. I would say a big majority of it will be free. If you don't feel my writing is worth paying for then that is totally fine and nearly everything I post will still appear on this forum. Just one week after Patreon. This isn't me locking all of my stories away and demanding money, it is just a reward for those who are supporting me financially.

[Elfy]

Tomorrow.

[treasuresman]

Tomorrow never comes

[Elfy]

Welp, it's 9am on tomorrow and here it is

I now have a Patreon. You can support me as a writer and get access to exclusive stories, plus timed exclusives by subscribing for $5 or above, though you can subscribe for as little as $1. Every little bit of help is hugely appreciated and I am extremely grateful to those who have already helped meet the first goal, a new goal will be coming soon.

Chapter 20 – A Trip to the Shops

Nick watched from the front door as Sarah headed out to the car. She unlocked the doors and opened the rear one that had the raised child seat next to it, she placed Nick’s nappy bag and supplies on the seat next to the booster.

When Nick saw Sarah stand back he hurriedly waddled out to the car in his damp, pink nappy. He felt panic run through him as he realised how open he was and he practically dived into the car. Nick didn’t even pause to say goodbye to George or Kirsty.

Sarah laughed and, from the doorway, Nick could hear Kirsty laughing at his awkward jog. Sarah fastened the seatbelts and pulled all of the straps tight as she made certain that Nick was strapped in and wouldn’t be able to release himself, Nick didn’t protest though he felt like this was a bit much. He wasn’t a baby; he wasn’t just going to release himself by accident.

As soon as Sarah was confident that Nick was securely strapped in she closed the door and walked away from the car back towards Kirsty’s house. Nick looked around in alarm as he was left completely alone in his almost naked state.

As Sarah said her goodbyes to her best friend and George, Nick watched as a young couple walked past Kirsty’s house. They were holding hands and smiling as they shared a joke whilst strolling past seemingly without a care in the world. As soon as Nick realised that from his position it was almost impossible to see him he started feeling jealous.

Nick thought back to a time before all of this had started. Life was both so much simpler but, conversely, it was also much more complicated. Nick remembered when he had to work and the stress that brought, the arguments he had with Sarah about his laziness and about his lack of contribution to the household. But he also remembered when he would go out to see friends, playing games non-stop for hours and just relaxing, doing whatever he wanted whilst Sarah cooked and cleaned.

Now he had none of that stress. They didn’t argue anymore, for them to argue would mean that Nick believed that his opinion mattered anymore. Nick knew that his opinion and point of view was unwanted and unneeded by Sarah so he rarely raised his voice in argument. There was no job stress either, now all that stress had been replaced by different worries. The worry of being discovered, the worry of losing control and the worry of being replaced by Jack. He relied on Sarah now, he needed her just as a baby required their mother.

Eventually the couple walked out of Nick’s line of vision and soon Sarah came back to the car. She stepped in with a big smile on her face and without even looking back at Nick she pulled off of the curb and started the drive home.

The drive was fairly uneventful. Nick felt like he stuck out like a sore thumb sitting in the back seat and shirtless but no one paid much attention. It was very warm and no one could see lower than the window and therefore, no one could see his thick pink nappy.

When the couple pulled up in their driveway Sarah quickly stepped out and walked around the car. She opened the door and unbuckled Nick’s seat, Nick wanted to stay in the car, to wait until Sarah opened the front door so he could dart inside. Instead, Sarah stepped aside for Nick to leave the car.

“Come on Nicky. Head over to the door and wait for me whilst I gather up your nappy bag and the bag of things Kirsty gave me.” Sarah said as she stood aside.

“I can’t mummy! People might see me! They might see me like this.” Nick gestured to his mostly naked state and the humiliating sissy nappy that hugged his crotch.

“Well if you were so worried about that you should have chosen to keep the dress!” Sarah replied as if that was a better option for Nick. She spoke like someone explaining to a toddler that they chose this, “Now come on.”

“I… I can’t. If someone was watching…” Nick looked around at the neighbours houses and gulped in fear. His mouth was very dry and his mind was racing.

“Nick, either you step out of the car right now or you can stay in there.” Sarah said losing her patience, “Maybe I will come back to let you out before nightfall… Maybe I won’t.”

Nick looked around at the houses surrounding his and Sarah’s house. He closed his eyes, gathered together all of his courage and stepped out of the car. He heard Sarah instantly close the door behind him and he realised he was trapped in the open. He felt extremely self-conscious as he quickly scampered to the front door.

He knew the door was locked and yet he still tried to wrench it open. When, rather predictably, it didn’t yield he found himself completely exposed at the front of his house. There was no porch, no potted plants, nowhere to hide. Nick could only watch as Sarah slowly walked to the other side of the car and pulled out Nick’s nappy bag and a second bag that he supposed carried the things that Kirsty had given Sarah.

It felt like an age before Sarah finally reached the door and let Nick in. As soon as the door was unlocked Nick dashed inside and out of sight of anyone who might potentially be watching. Nick was breathing like he had run a marathon and Sarah had walked past and dumped the bags in the living room before Nick finally began to calm down.

He carefully moved peeked out of the window at the houses up and down the street to see if anyone seemed out of the ordinary. If anyone had noticed Nick’s interesting attire they certainly weren’t letting anything on.

“I think you need a nap.” Sarah said walking up behind Nick and making him jump.

“A nap? Sar- Mummy, I don’t need a nap!” Nick responded quickly as he spun around.

“After how you showed me up at Kirsty’s this morning I think you definitely need a nap.” Sarah put her hands on her hips and pursed her lips, “Little one’s need plenty of rest or they get cranky and do things like, oh I don’t know, have massive accidents in their nappies and leak on the floor instead of telling mommy they need a change.”

Nick bit his lip and looked down as the images of a few hours before filtered back into his head. After all of the pink nappies and dresses Nick had almost managed to forget his humiliating scene in the nursery.

“No arguing.” Sarah said. She grabbed Nick’s hand and lead him upstairs. Nick didn’t bother resisting past pouting slightly at how unfair everything was.

It wasn’t Nick’s fault he had leaked! If Kirsty hadn’t locked the bathroom door, if Sarah had checked him more often like she should have done, if Sarah didn’t make him wear stupid nappies in the first place none of this would have happened. All of this was Sarah’s fault, how could he be blamed for other people’s actions?

Sarah pulled Nick into his now familiar nursery and helped him into the crib.

“Now you don’t need a change, do you?” Sarah asked sweetly, “You aren’t going to leak everywhere again, will you?”

“No, Mummy.” Nick said shortly whilst scowling.

“OK, Mr. Grumpy.” Sarah said with a giggle, “I’ll be back to get you in an hour or two.”

Sarah dropped a full bottle of juice into the crib and left the room and closed the door behind her. Even with the curtains closed Nick found the room was still quite bright from the sunlight outside. It was only early afternoon and Nick really didn’t feel very tired at all.

Nick laid down in the crib on his back. He was still naked except for the nappy but was still very hot. For some reason the bars on his bed made the heat feel even more oppressive, perhaps due to the fact that he knew he was stuck there until Sarah came back for him. Nick could feel himself sticking to the sheets slightly, the sweat accumulating making the situation even more uncomfortable. The area around his crotch was particularly hot. The thick pink nappy seemed to insulate the heat very well and the wet areas were even warmer, Nick yearned to take it off but he knew doing so would be something he regretted.

Time ticked slowly on and the tossing and turning in the crib was only making Nick hotter and more bothered. He felt very frustrated that he was in this hot room and forced to lay down when not even tired. Nick picked up the bottle of juice and began sucking on the teat. He didn’t even think of complaining that he seemed to be made even more infantilised as even his sippy cup was downgraded. The heat had given him a towering thirst and he drained most of the bottle whilst still lying on his back.

Nick roughly threw the nearly empty bottle at the bars of his prison when he was done and burped loudly. He was annoyed by everything. Life was so unfair!

Rolling over on to his side he heard the crescendo of crinkling that accompanied such a movement. He barely even noticed it anymore, he had grown used to the babyish sounds that accompanied his every move. What was a lot harder to ignore was the thick padding that forced his legs further apart or the sight every time he looked down. He wasn’t sure he would ever get used to that padded feeling and that went double for the sudden warmth that he was now feeling periodically.

Nick closed his eyes. If he was stuck in this swelteringly hot room for a couple of hours he may as well try to sleep. He tried to clear his mind of thoughts and distractions and relax his body. Slowly, after a long time trying, he felt his mind clear, he felt himself drifting away into slumberland.

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Nick opened his eyes in his wife’s bedroom. He was sat on the bed and was completely naked. Blinking a few times, he looked around the room as he tried to work out how he had got there.

He stood up and turned to face the door out to the landing. As he turned he caught sight of himself in the mirror and he felt a great surge of joy, he looked himself up and down as a huge smile slowly grew across his face. He was naked! Completely naked!

Nick literally jumped for joy as he realised he was unpadded for the first time in what felt like forever. He stared down at his crotch and had never been so happy to be able to see his own, rather unimpressive, genitals. Nick had grown so accustomed to wearing the nappy that he didn’t even notice it had been removed until he saw it in the mirror.

Moving back to the bed he sat back down. Had it all been a horrible dream? Had everything he had experienced been a figment of his imagination? It had felt so real.

There was a sudden knocking on the door. Three soft knocks that repeated themselves when there had been no answer.

“Come in.” Nick called out. He almost surprised himself with how confident his voice sounded. He had become used to hearing himself mutter and stutter.

The door was pushed open and Nick’s mouth dropped as he watched Sarah sexily saunter into the room. Wearing nothing but a very thin and short nightie that did little to hide what was underneath Sarah walked right over to the bed. She didn’t say a word but motioned with one finger for Nick to stand up.

Nick stood up rather clumsily and his attention starved penis did the same. It didn’t take a lot for him to get excited these days and he was very quickly at full attention as his wife drew extra close to him.

Nick could smell perfume on Sarah and it drove him wild. Placing his hands on Sarah’s side he held her close and planted a big and deep kiss on her lips. Nick felt amazing and incredibly turned on as he rubbed his hands across his wife’s chest.

Slowly Nick lowered his hands down Sarah’s front. Her soft skin drove him wild and he half considered throwing her on the bed to get things going but Sarah seemed much more inclined to stay where she was. Nick didn’t want to argue so he stayed standing too.

Lower and lower went Nick’s hands until he started moving his right hand from Sarah’s side towards her middle. He gently pulled up her nightie and moved his hand between her legs.

Nick felt the inside thigh of his wife. It felt a little hairier than usual but perhaps she hadn’t shaved. Unperturbed Nick continued moving his hand slowly inwards all the while maintaining lip contact with his eyes closed. Nick finally moved in towards his wife’s forbidden zone, he was extremely excited and could barely keep a lid on things. His hands got closer and closer until…

“What the fuck!?” Nick recoiled suddenly in horror. Expecting to find his wife’s vagina he had instead found something long and hard.

Nick’s eyes flew open to see his wife standing there exactly as she had been when she walked in except now she had a huge dick! Nick was shocked and sickened. What the hell was going on?

Nick stumbled back and fell into a lying position on the bed. His limbs felt extremely heavy and he felt completely unable to move. There was something even weirder when he noticed that a nappy was suddenly wrapped around his groin again, the nappy was decidedly wet. His mind struggled to put the pieces together and work out what was going on.

When he looked back up from his nappy he now saw Kirsty in front of him in full leather gear, she had completely replaced his wife who had disappeared when he had looked down. She had heavy make-up on and stood tall over the bed in a pair of very high heel boots. She looked like the classic image of a dominatrix with a riding crop in one hand and the other hand planted firmly on her hip.

Despite his situation, or maybe because of it, Nick felt his straining erection throb even harder at the sight of the powerful female. Nick found his limbs nearly impossible to move but as the leather clad woman sat down on the bed next to him he felt his will to resist breaking. Right now, Nick didn’t care that Sarah wasn’t there, or any of the weird scenes that had been happening, he just wanted relief and maybe Kirsty was the one to give it to him. He was so desperate, he didn’t care who was in front of him, he just craved sexual contact.

“Do you need a nappy change?” Kirsty said in a deep sexy voice.

Nick watched Kirsty reach forward and gently prod his padded crotch. He mumbled slightly at the touch but did nothing to stop it from happening. Even this tiny amount of stimulation was causing Nick to buck his hips slightly, he was so desperate for sexual touch that even this slight brushing was enough to push him to the edge.

“Hello, Earth to Nick!” Suddenly it was Sarah’s voice coming from Kirsty’s mouth, “Do you need your nappy changed?”

“Huh?” Nick moaned confused but distracted. The rubbing on his crotch got harder and he now knew he was past the point of no return.

With one final rub Nick felt himself explode in his nappy. He felt himself shoot his sticky load all over the front of the padding and he let out a loud moan as he arched his crotch up. It had been so long since his last release and he had been so worked up that his orgasm was extremely powerful and he seemed to keep spurting over and over again.

Nick’s eyes shot open as he experienced an unpleasant and sudden wake up in his crib. Sarah was standing next to the bed that had the side down, she was reaching in and prodding Nick’s nappy seemingly to wake him up and check him.

Nick moaned again as he felt himself empty in his warm and wet nappy. As Sarah withdrew her hand he lowered his waist back down as he panted heavily.

“Nick are you… What the hell!” Sarah yelled out as she backed up a step with a look of revulsion on her face.

Nick was so confused about his sudden return to reality that he could barely respond. He was vaguely aware of a sticky feeling in his nappy and of his twitching and sensitive tool shrinking back to its usual unimpressive size.

Sarah had a look of disgust on her face as she looked down at her husband who, from the thrusting and moaning, had clearly been enjoying himself and from the way he moaned extra loud and shot awake at the end Sarah assumed he had just cum. She didn’t know whether to laugh or be angry at her pathetic husband who had clearly gone so long without being allowed to get off that he actually had a wet dream.

Nick guiltily looked away from his wife. He knew what he had done, he knew that he had shot his load into his nappy and he was most embarrassed by the fact that his wife knew about it as well.

Shaking her head, Sarah went across the room and laid out a new nappy for her husband on the changing table. This nappy was one of Nick’s regular ones and he was very happy that he would soon be out of the sissy nappy that he had been forced into at Kirsty’s house. Even if the method by which he was getting out of it was very embarrassing.

Sarah set out the supplies with a face of thunder. She could not believe the way Nick had acted that day. His messy accidents and leaking on the floor, his decision to come home almost naked and now this. Perhaps he needed more discipline to keep him in line.

After Sarah had prepared the new nappy and given herself some space to think she walked back over to the crib and lowered the railing. She took the hand of her sweaty husband and helped him down from the crib.

Nick crinkled his way over to the changing table without a word. When he was stood in front of the table Sarah indicated that he should stop. Nick looked down as his wife bent down slightly and pulled off the tapes on his nappy. With a heavy thud the nappy crashed to the floor. Nick looked guilty, partly because the nappy was very clearly soaked, but mostly because the removal of the nappy showed the evidence of his orgasm. The sticky remains were caught up in his pubic hair and a long drip descended from the tip of his penis down towards the nappy at his feet.

Sarah shook her head as she examined the messy remains of Nick’s unwanted, sticky accident. She bent down, picked up the nappy and tutted loudly as the wet nappy showed much more than a usual wet accident.

Using a dry section of the padding she carefully wiped the sticky remains left on her husband before balling the nappy up and throwing it into the full trash can next to the table. The trash bag was now nearly full of used nappies; it would certainly have to be taken out sooner rather than later.

Sarah lifted Nick up on to the table and laid the naked man on top of the new disposable. With a much more thorough wiping, Sarah cleaned up her husband’s nappy area. She stayed silent the whole time but it was pretty clear how unhappy she was. The look on her face made sure that Nick didn’t speak either.

Sarah pulled up the front of Nick’s nappy and taped it securely. Lifting Nick off of the changing table she put him in a light green onesie. It was already approaching evening so dressing Nick into a proper outfit wouldn’t make sense. She took Nick’s hand and lead him downstairs, she remained silent the entire time.

Nick was actually quite happy with the silence, at least Sarah wasn’t shouting at him or embarrassing him. He happily toddled along in his new nappy crinkling loudly but with no one to hear Nick didn’t care all that much. One thing Nick was very happy about was that the nappy wrapped around his waist was nice and dry. He had spent so much time wet recently that he had grown to really appreciate a dry nappy. He knew, of course, that the nappy wouldn’t be dry for long but for now it was very pleasant.

When they entered the living room Nick hoped that he would be allowed to use the computer for a bit, he was really missing his games and desperately wanted some time where he could forget about the nappies and the humiliation that his regular life had become.

“So Nicky… I was going to allow you to use the computer today.” Sarah said as if reading Nick’s mind, “But since you were a disgusting baby this morning and made your milk without permission just now, I think this would be more appropriate.”

Nick’s heart, which had leapt at the mention of the computer, suddenly plummeted again as he saw another new piece of equipment that Sarah had no doubt taken from Kirsty, where it had been hidden Nick didn’t know but now it was set up and took a good portion of the room. It was towards this new piece of furniture that Nick was now pulled.

A long metal fence of bars with gaps in between had cordoned off a corner of the room. Inside the bars were teddy bears, toys and colouring books. Nick let out a deep and disappointing sigh as he immediately knew that this new playpen had been set up specifically for him.

As Sarah pulled Nick across the room to the new baby prison, Nick looked longingly at the computer that had started gathering dust. It would be torture being able to see it across the room whilst being locked behind bars. It was his own fault though, Nick thought, if he had just behaved himself it wouldn’t have been an issue. Little did Nick know but just thinking this way was a big thing for him. One of the reasons Nick found himself in this predicament was his refusal to admit and own up to mistakes, now he was realising that his miss-steps had consequences.

The gate was opened and Nick was given a small push inside. By the time Nick turned around to look at where he had come from, the gate was closed. He watched Sarah lock it with a key from the outside and walk towards the kitchen saying she was going to make dinner. Nick walked up to the bars as Sarah retreated to out of the room. The bars were waist height and if he really wanted to he could probably climb out but that would do nothing good for him.

Nick turned back to face the playpen and spotted a pillow in amongst all the activities. He walked over and sat down, thankful that he was wearing a onesie as it seemed to reduce his crinkling somewhat. Sarah had clearly prepared to bring him into the pen because there was a large baby bottle of juice on the floor. He didn’t hesitate to pick it up and take a long drink.

Looking around, Nick tried to find something to do. The teddy bears were unappealing, the toys were designed to stimulate a toddler and were of no interest to him. His attention turned to the colouring books and pens that came with them. There was no way he was going to start doing such a childish thing, he would just wait on the pillow until Sarah came back…

Five minutes later and Nick was starting to lose his mind from boredom. There were still no signs of his wife finishing with dinner although the smell of delicious food had started wafting through the house.

The colouring book which had looked so demeaning just a few minutes ago was now looking tempting. Nick found himself reasoning that perhaps it wouldn’t be so bad to colour in a few pictures to pass the time.

Nick pulled the book over and laid it in front of him. Leafing through a few of the pages, the thickly padded man started to convince himself that maybe this book wasn’t that bad. He had expected really simple pictures of animals and things of that nature, but the book was aimed at a slightly older audience and the pictures were a little more interesting. One was of a town square and kids playing with a football for instance, the pictures were a little more complex than a baby’s colouring book. It was still decidedly childish but it didn’t seem as infantile as playing with teddy bears or toys.

Grabbing the packet of pens and taking a large drink from his bottle, almost like someone having a drink for Dutch courage, Nick grabbed a pen and began filling in one of the drawings. He was exceptionally bored and couldn’t stop thinking to himself how stupid this whole thing was. He was embarrassed to be doing such a childish activity but bearing in mind his current state of dress and his recent past, this was really the least of his embarrassments.

The whole time he was laying there colouring, he could see the computer just the other side of the bars. He could see the games he loved playing, so close and yet so far away.

After a few minutes Nick started to notice his back was hurting from hunching over on the floor. He pulled the pillow out from under him and laid himself on the floor. It was much easier to colour in the fire engine whilst laying on his front even if the awkward position meant his hand occasionally slipped outside of the lines. Whatever, Nick thought, it wasn’t like he was trying to create masterpieces, he was just trying to pass some time.

Perhaps it was this new position putting pressure on his bladder, or maybe he had drunk more than he thought, but after a few minutes of lying on his front with his lower legs bent up behind him he felt his bladder sending its tell-tale signs of needing to be released.

Nick didn’t give it much thought. Relaxing and freezing in place for a few seconds he felt a sudden rush of warmth entering his thick nappy. Once he had started he was able to start colouring again, although whilst distracted by the splashing warm liquid in his padding he found his ability to stay in the lines was even worse.

When Nick had stopped wetting himself he gave a rather disappointed sigh. He had been enjoying having dry underwear on, something that was increasingly becoming a treat, and even though he knew it wouldn’t last, he was still sad that the dry feeling had been replaced by the distinctive feeling of soggy padding. It wasn’t unpleasant, but Nick much preferred to be dry.

A few minutes later, Sarah finally re-entered the living room. She smiled at the adorable scene her husband presented. Laying on his front in his playpen, colouring away and ignoring the world, his onesie riding up slightly and accentuating the nappy underneath. It was almost too perfect!

In fact, Sarah thought, this was too perfect to just let pass. She pulled her phone out of her pocket and held it up. Nick must have been getting into his drawing because he didn’t notice as Sarah approached the railing.

“Nicky?” Sarah called suddenly and loudly.

Nick jumped slightly and looked up just in time for him to hear the clicking sound of a mobile phone snapping a picture.

“This was too cute to miss!” Sarah enthused as she looked at the photo, “I will have to print this one out.”

Nick felt a mixture of shock and frustration. The last thing he wanted when he was like this was evidence of his new position. What if that photo found its way online? Nick shuddered at the possibilities, he knew that the longer he was kept like a baby the more likely it would be that other people would find out. He didn’t have a lot of friends but the ones he had would probably be wondering why he hadn’t been in contact recently. People like Steven, his good friend who he met at the pub semi-often will have been wondering where Nick had got to. Nick hoped that Steven wouldn’t try visiting to see if he was alright.

Something else that scared Nick a lot was his family. He didn’t see his parents or brother all that much but he knew they occasionally liked to come round for lunch. If anyone Nick knew walked in and saw him like this… Well, the thought made Nick shudder, it was a terrifying prospect made even more scary by the inevitability of it happening sooner or later.

“Anyway…” Sarah continued after she had finished admiring the photograph, “Dinner is ready.”

Sarah unlocked the gate and swung it open. Her annoyance at Nick had practically evaporated after walking in on such a cute scene. She smiled warmly at him as he climbed to his feet, the crinkling which was now just a part of Nick’s life sounded out with every movement.

“Hold on!” Sarah suddenly said as she held up her hand indicating Nick should stop, “Bring me that colouring book.”

A confused Nick bent down and picked up the book. He was suddenly a lot more embarrassed that he hadn’t stayed in the lines!

Sarah watched as her waddling husband brought her the book. She took it from him with a smile and examined the fire truck that Nick had been colouring. She didn’t know whether to be shocked or to laugh at how Nick had failed to stay in the lines. The rushed nature and the wrong colours in places, everything about this page screamed that it had been done by a two-year-old.

“Did you colour this for me?” Sarah asked as she looked from the page to Nick.

Nick knew what Sarah wanted him to say. Whether it was the truth or not, he knew the answer she wanted to hear.

“Yes, Mummy.” Nick murmured. He just wanted to get this latest humiliation over with.

Sarah beamed with happiness and ripped the page out of the book. She took Nick’s hand and walked into the dining room, she pulled Nick all the way through to the kitchen. She took one of the fridge magnets that they had bought on holiday once and handed it to Nick.

“Why don’t you put your art on the fridge?” Sarah said encouragingly, “That way Mummy can see her talented baby’s work every day.”

Nick had to fight to stop himself rolling his eyes. He just obediently took the page and the magnet and walked to the fridge, without any thought he attached the drawing to the fridge and walked back to Sarah. He was surprised when Sarah bent down and wrapped him in a big hug, after the frosty wake up from his nap it was very welcome and made Nick’s attempts at resisting everything crumble a little bit. How could someone not feel like a child when in a nappy and a onesie and wrapped in a big hug like this.

The couple went to the dining room and then Sarah brought in dinner. It was a quiet meal but a pleasant one, it seemed both of them needed to unwind from the events of the day. It had felt like the day had stretched on and on and even after his nap, Nick still felt tired.

After a quiet evening where Sarah allowed Nick to share the couch with her to watch TV, it was soon time for bed. It was a shame for Nick who had been laying down across the couch with his head in Sarah’s lap. It had been very relaxing and it was a great relief to Nick that despite all the domineering and rules, Sarah still cared for him deeply.

“OK, baby, time for bed.” Sarah said when one of the shows they had been watching ended.

“But…” Nick started to whine, having napped earlier he didn’t feel very tired, “I’m not tired!”

“Come on now. We have had a nice evening don’t ruin it.” Sarah warned the cranky man.

Nick thought about arguing his case further but upon further thought realised that it would be useless. Sarah’s mind was made up and any attempt he made to sway her mind would just result in upsetting her and risking punishment. It’s true, it had been a nice evening and Nick wanted to show that his behaviour was improving. It was still in the back of Nick’s mind that if he could prove to be more responsible and worthy of being an adult that maybe Sarah would let him get back some adult privileges.

With a solemn nod, Nick climbed to his feet with all the crinkling that he had come to expect. It was interesting that Nick had adapted so much to a lot of his treatment. He didn’t realise it but he was coming to accept it even if he didn’t like it. The nappies had now just become a part of Nick’s life and Sarah being above Nick in every way was now just a fact of life. It was all still very embarrassing of course, Nick hated using his diapers, especially for messing, he didn’t like the constant fear of being seen or exposed, he didn’t like Jack or Kirsty being involved. But all these things that he disliked had now become at least partially accepted as just a fact of Nick’s life.

Sarah stood up from the couch as well and, taking Nick’s hand, she began leading him up the stairs. She was in good spirits and was humming a happy little tune. She was ecstatic with how the day had gone with the exception of a few small hiccups.

The leak at Kirsty’s was embarrassing for her and secretly she knew she should have been keeping a closer eye on Nick’s nappy, she was still new to having to remember to check him though. Also Nick’s apparent wet dream was annoying to her since she had expressly told Nick he wasn’t to cum without her permission. After the initial shock of being there when it happened she had calmed down about it, Nick couldn’t help what his body did when asleep and she actually found it kind of hot that Nick was so desperate he had started having wet dreams. Her mood had improved greatly after she saw the adorable scene in the playpen. The evening of watching TV with Nick paying across her lap like a loyal dog was just the sort of thing she envisioned at the start of this relationship.

Nick followed Sarah without a word to the nursery. He now regarded this room as his bedroom, he had subconsciously accepted that Sarah’s bedroom was now purely hers.

Once in the nursery, Sarah bent down and undid the poppers on Nick’s onesie. She placed her hand on the bottom of the nappy to assess wetness and knew that this nappy wouldn’t last the night. Standing up straight again, Sarah pulled the onesie over Nick’s head and threw it in the dirty clothes hamper.

Nick knew the routine at this point and he walked to the changing table and allowed Sarah to help lift him up on to it. He laid back and relaxed as he felt the tapes on the nappy removed and then the used nappy pulled out from underneath him. When Sarah hooked her arm under Nick’s knees he didn’t do anything to help and allowed Sarah to roll him back and place the new nappy under him where It was quickly taped up. This process had now happened so many times that the whole change was happening in just a minute or two.

After being lifted off of the table, Nick allowed himself to be helped into the crib and the rails were pulled up securing the baby in his personal prison.

“Goodnight, sweetheart.” Sarah said quietly. She kissed her finger and touched it to Nick’s forehead.

“Goodnight, Mommy.” Nick replied tiredly.

“Make sure to get some rest tonight.” Sarah said as she started retreating to the exit, “I want you well rested for the shopping trip tomorrow. I don’t want to drag a cranky toddler around the shops!”

Nick murmured agreement and heard the nursery door close behind him as he closed his eyes. For a few seconds there was only quietness in the room, the only sound being the crinkling from Nick’s crotch every time he moved slightly.

“Wait… What!?” Nick’s eyes flew open and he sat up quickly. He turned to the closed door as if still expecting to see Sarah there.

Did she say a trip to the shops? Nick’s heart sank as he realised that he faced yet another day of stress and turmoil. Surely he wouldn’t openly be dressed like a baby in the shopping centre. Sarah wouldn’t do that… Would she?

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