Bad Husband, Better Baby

[Elfy]

It's a set up part more than anything but with commissions being finished it is back in the regular rotation for updates

[Elfy]

It's been a long time coming...

Jack finds himself essentially a prisoner of Kirsty and her unique brand of discipline. Nick and Sarah have been isolated from their friends for a week but it is finally time to visit Kirsty's place again.

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“What’s the big rush?” Nick asked as he sat on the sofa and watched his wife hurrying around the room.

“I told you. We’re going to see Kirsty and George.” Sarah said breathlessly. She was looking through her purse and checking her phone at the same time. Nick couldn’t help but laugh when she placed the phone in her bag and tried to swipe on the purse, she was clearly very distracted.

“Is there a time limit?” Nick asked in bewilderment at the rushing around. Sarah was rarely ever this obviously nervous.

“Look, baby, will you just get ready and do as you’re told!” Sarah snapped.

Nick put his hands up to pacify his wife. He stood up with the now expected crinkles. He walked out of the room and towards the stairs, from behind him he could Sarah bustling around again. In truth Nick wasn’t sure what he was supposed to do to get ready. He had been freshly changed only half an hour ago and he was already dressed. His nappy bag was fully packed and waiting by the door, there was simply nothing left to do. He was grateful for a reason to get away from Sarah though, she was like a tornado and he just wanted to be out of the way.

These days getting ready to go meant Sarah doing what she had to do whilst Nick waited. He trooped up the stairs and expected to be called back down before he even reached the top. He looked over at the bathroom and saw the toilet sitting there almost mocking him. It had been so long since Nick had used the porcelain throne, he actually couldn’t remember how long it had been. Nick’s hand almost subconsciously went down to his nappy and he felt the padding that was thankfully still dry.

Nick looked around his nursery and saw the same sight that had greeted him for months now. There were toys strewn over the floor from where he had been playing. He had created a racing championship with his toy cars and they were currently mid-race. He stepped carefully over the track and looked out the window, winter was coming and although it was still warm it was clear the temperature was starting to drop.

For the last two weeks Nick had been almost bored. He was never completely free of anxiety due to his nappies and the fear that he would be found out but he had been kept at home for the whole time. Sarah was talking about school starting up again soon and she would be off to teach, Nick didn’t know what that meant for him but he didn’t like change and worried about what she might have in mind for his care. Nick had suggested being able to “grow up” and look after himself but Sarah had laughed that off.

Sarah had hardly left the house either which was very unusual for her. Nick wondered if something was up but whenever he asked he was quickly brushed off. It was strange because Sarah hadn’t even gone to seen Kirsty which was normally something that happened at least once every few days. Combined with Sarah’s agitation today Nick wondered what was up.

“Nick!” Sarah’s voice called up a few minutes later, “Come on!”

Nick had been looking out the window wistfully and reminiscing on all the craziness he had been through recently. He wrenched himself away and headed for the stairs, as he walked he could feel the padding between his legs, it had swollen slightly and he realised he must’ve wet himself at some point. It didn’t seem like a big accident so he didn’t worry about it. He did wish he had retained his potty training a little more than he had done.

The front door was already open as Nick waddled down the stairs and put his shoes on. He walked outside and closed the door behind him. He went around to his car seat and Sarah stood by the door looking agitated and nervous, Sarah’s nerves were affecting Nick and he desperately wanted to know what awaited him at the other end of the journey. Recent experience told him that the unexpected meant bad news.

Nick was strapped into the seat until he was unable to wriggle out. His body was pushed back forcefully into the chair and his legs hung limply over the edge of the seat. He could only move his arms and legs a little bit and was grateful that both a bottle of juice and his dummy were nearby. He thought about sticking the dummy into his mouth to calm himself down a bit but thought better of it when he realised he was going to be seen in public. It was wild how much Nick’s thinking had changed, to even consider sucking a dummy would’ve been unthinkable not that long ago and now it seemed like a natural thing.

Sarah started the car and pulled out of the driveway quickly. The car lurched a little and Nick’s head banged against the padded side of his booster seat.

“Careful…” Nick muttered. He was afraid of being heard, he didn’t want to antagonise his wife who was clearly already on edge.

If Sarah heard Nick she made no attempt to reply. The car went down the road and towards Kirsty’s house as Nick dared to take a swig from his bottle, he made sure to look around and know that no one was looking in at him as he picked the drinking vessel up.

The closer they got Kirsty’s house the more nervous Nick felt. He hadn’t been told anything about why he had been kept away from George and Kirsty or why Sarah was so wound up. He was torn between wanting to ask what the plan was and keeping quiet. The urge to question what was happening grew and grew until they were only a few minutes away from Kirsty’s house. Nick couldn’t hold his tongue anymore.

“Can you just tell me what’s going on?” Nick asked. The car had been silent since they had left home and Nick got the impression that his voice surprised Sarah.

“We’re just going to see Kirsty and George.” Sarah answered unconvincingly.

“Come on…” Nick decided if he was in for a penny he might as well be in for a pound, “You’re really going to pretend like this is a normal visit? I know something is up.”

“You will trust Mummy.” Sarah replied coolly, “You’re getting a little too big for your nappies. Don’t make me pull over and spank you…”

Nick sighed and turned away. As he looked out of the window he felt his nappy warm around him. His bladder had decided it was time to empty and he was simply a spectator as the urine poured out, the heat enveloped his genitals reassuringly and soaked into the padding between his legs. He shuddered slightly and saw Sarah look at him again out the corner of her eye.

The car continued through the streets until they finally pulled up outside of Kirsty’s house. Nick looked forward to seeing George who he had been missing and assumed Sarah was excited to see Kirsty. Nick’s wife was acting very nervously and as she released Nick from his seat she was very visibly twitchy. Nick contented himself with silence knowing he wouldn’t get an answer no matter what. He was just a baby after all, there was no reason for any adults to tell him anything.

Sarah shouldered Nick’s nappy bag and then took the padded man’s hand to lead him up the path to Kirsty’s front door. Nick could feel Sarah squeezing his hand very tightly, it was starting to feel painful. When the doorbell was rang there was a pregnant pause that was filled with tension. Finally footsteps approached the door. There was just something in the air that told Nick this was going to be a strange day.

“Sarah!” Kirsty had opened the door and practically thrown herself forwards to hug Sarah. It was an uncharacteristic show of emotion, “I’ve missed you!”

Nick stood awkwardly to the side as Kirsty hugged his wife. When the two women finished embracing Kirsty looked to Nick and wrapped him in a hug as well. Nick could only think back in amazement how much things had changed. Kirsty and Nick had strongly disliked each other for a long time, then Nick had become fearful of the intimidating mistress but now their relationship seemed warmer. Nick got the impression that Kirsty now looked after him as if he were her nephew or something. He knew Kirsty could be fierce but now he knew she would also protect him.

“How are you, Nick?” Kirsty asked as she separated herself from him.

“I’m OK…” Nick replied.

“Come on in, the babies are playing in the playpen.” Kirsty said as she held the front door open.

Nick frowned as he stepped inside behind the two women. Did he hear Kirsty right? Did she say “babies” as in plural, more than one?

Nick followed Sarah and Kirsty into the bedroom and saw his wife freeze right in front of the doorway. Nick couldn’t see what was happening and impatiently waited for whatever had stopped Sarah in her tracks to clear so he could see. When Sarah finally moved to the side and Nick was able to walk through the door he froze just like Sarah had done.

On the floor in front of him was Kirsty’s pink playpen filled with all the usual sissy toys. What grabbed Nick’s attention though was the two people sitting inside the gated play area. George was sucking his dummy and had been colouring when the door opened, he was still laying down and his thick padding peaked out from under his dress. Next to George was another male dressed like a little girl and didn’t look nearly as happy. Jack was wearing a white dress with pink frills, his nappy caused the thin clothing to bulge out and a dummy similar to George’s hung from a clip on his chest. He looked horrified to be seen like this by both Nick and Sarah.

“Nick!” George excitedly climbed to his feet with all the crinkles that brought with it. He ran forward in a very feminine way until he was stood at the edge of the pen with his arms stretched out.

Nick walked forwards with shock hiding the smile he wanted to give George. He was pulled into a tight hug by the sissy, he could feel the false breasts under George’s dress poking against him and it gave him some very confused feelings. He looked over the familiar sissy’s shoulders to see Jack glaring at him. His cheeks were the same colour as his frills.

“Why don’t you come out to the kitchen for a chat and we can let the three babies play together for a bit.” Kirsty suggested as she rubbed her hand on Sarah’s arm. Sarah had been staring at Jack and for the first time pulled her eyes away.

“Is that wise?” Sarah asked hesitantly. Jack had been violent and had humiliated Nick so recently, she didn’t want it to happen again.

“Don’t worry about Jack.” Kirsty smiled, “I have a nanny cam set up over in the corner. He wouldn’t dare be naughty. Would you, Jack?”

“N-No, Mistress…” Jack choked out in shame.

“We have a lot to catch up on.” Kirsty smiled.

Nick watched as Sarah and Kirsty left the room. He turned to face the feminine figures of George and Jack, he felt nervous but George was already opening the gate for him. Nick hoped Kirsty was right and the aggressive man wouldn’t try anything, even if he did he was sure George would back him up. He stepped inside the playpen and sat down. George excitedly clapped his hands like a little girl whilst Jack stared daggers at him. If looks could kill Nick was sure he would fall over there and then.

[Mugi]

Great chapter Elfy, its nice to see you make an update for this story ?☺️

[Bondagediaperlover93]

finally a new chapter. [emoji7] and i loved to read the chapter. cool to see how the tables are turned now and jack is now a sissy baby girl. that is what i call ,,karma“. [emoji1]


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[Sarah Penguin]

[aldl4811]

Glad this is back!

[diaperme2017]

Hope for more great  chapter. Best story on this thread 

[Baby Toni38]

Looking forward to the next installment.  Keep up the good work. 

[sc7738]

wow, Ive read and loved this story so many times , but i just realized something Sarah locked the bathroom door and took the key the with her, how did Nick use the bathroom that night waiting for her to come home, he had already taken his wet diaper off and didnt  put on another one.

[Elfy]

Nick and Sarah now see what has happened with Jack. Whilst the adults go out to the kitchen for some tea Nick is left with George and Jack. Jack clearly has had a hard time with his situation and when pushed he snaps.

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This story update, like every update, has been available on Patreon for the last week. I write a 2000+ word update every four days for Patreon and for just $5 you can get early access to all my stories. For $10 you get early access plus exclusive access to TWENTY-SIX exclusive stories! There are more tiers and rewards available on Patreon including free and discounted commissions, access to a discord server, story illustrations and more.

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Nick stood awkwardly by the edge of the playpen. He looked at George who was beaming at him and then across to Jack who had precisely the opposite look on his face. Nick swallowed in fear, the last time he had been with Jack things had gone very bad for him. Whether Jack was in a dress or not Nick was still unsure whether he was safe.

“Sit down and play!” George said excitedly as he patted the space next to him.

Nick didn’t move. He had his eyes locked on Jack and his body was tensed up ready to defend himself if he had to. He wished Sarah was still here, he would feel safe if his wife was looking over his shoulder. Jack wasn’t looking away either and his face was going increasingly red.

“You don’t need to worry.” George said. He reached up from his spot on the floor and gently tugged Nick’s hand, “He’s just like us now!”

“Like fuck I am.” Jack muttered loud enough to be heard.

Nick slowly lowered himself down next to George and felt his warm padding pushing up against his crotch. He smiled at George and took a deep breath. He had questions burning inside as to what had happened but he found that his voice box just didn’t seem to want to work.

“How have you been, Nick?” George asked. The sissy looked so happy to be seeing his best friend again after a week without contact.

“I’m OK.” Nick said quietly. He felt like a shy baby intimidated and wanted to hide behind Mummy’s legs, “How are you?”

“Oh, you know… Same old, same old.” George said. Though his smirk indicated the last week had been anything but normal.

The confusion on Nick’s face must’ve shown as George suddenly creased over with laughter. Nick smiled at George, the sissy’s gaiety put him at ease a little bit. Jack scowled at the back of the playpen, it was very clear to Nick that he wasn’t there of his own free will.

“Alright… so maybe not quite business as usual!” George conceded.

“Fucking fa-” Jack started to mutter.

“Hey!” George suddenly stopped laughing as he sat up and turned to Jack, “Mistress said not to use those naughty words. Do you want me to call for her?”

Nick was shocked that George would suddenly become so assertive though he knew he was fiercely protective of him. Nick was even more shocked when he saw Jack, after a moment of hesitation turn his head away and shake his head. It gave Nick some confidence, it was clear George could protect him if necessary.

“What has happened here?” Nick finally asked as George slumped back down and smiled again.

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“What has happened here?” Sarah asked Kirsty as they sat at the kitchen table with their mugs of coffee. She could hardly believe what she had seen.

“It’s been a heck of a week.” Kirsty said as she sipped her drink. It was still a little too hot.

“You think?” Sarah said in exasperation, “Seriously, how have you got Jack in there in a sissy dress?”

Kirsty relayed the story of how she got Jack to her house. She told Sarah how she had restrained Jack in the crib and everything that happened there before he was let out. She spared no details in describing how he had slowly succumbed to his situation and, if not accepted, at least acquiesced to the point where he was now sitting in a playpen like a baby girl.

“What have you been doing though?” Sarah asked, “You said he was let out of the crib after a couple of days so what have you spent the rest of the time doing?”

“Teaching him manners.” Kirsty chuckled, “He’s very malleable if you get him in the right state of mind.”

Sarah frowned at her friend as she wondered exactly what she meant. She just couldn’t get over what she had seen in the living room. When Kirsty had sent her a text saying it was time for her to come over she hadn’t expected Jack to be like this at all.

“Once it was explained that he would lose his precious job and probably go to jail for assault and stalking he became a lot less resistant. He knows that being a good little girl is the only way he can avoid trouble.” Kirsty continued, “You know me. I have a very particular way of training people.”

“You mean…” Sarah knew where this was going.

“He’s been spending quite a bit of time in the garage.” Kirsty smirked, “Doing a lot of things I expect he hasn’t done before.”

Sarah couldn’t betray his shock as she covered her mouth. Kirsty couldn’t help but laugh over her friend’s reaction. She wanted to wait for Sarah to say something before continuing so she took a sip of her drink.

“What have you been doing to him!?” Sarah gasped as if her voice box was suddenly paralysed.

“Jack’s been on quite a tour of the equipment in there.” Kirsty said with a wistful smile as if remembering some pleasant memory from long ago, “Nothing he hasn’t asked for though.”

“Asked for?” Sarah repeated.

“Well, he has a choice each time we go in there. He has a safe word and can stop it at any point.” Kirsty explained, “Of course that would mean I upload all the pictures and video online and tell his bosses what he has been up to.”

“Couldn’t you get in trouble for this?” Sarah asked with sudden concern that her friend was putting herself at risk.

“He’s not going to tell anyone.” Kirsty said confidently, “A toxically masculine man like that would rather die than have everyone he knows he was embarrassed like this.”

“I hope you’re right…” Sarah said.

“I know I am.” Kirsty replied with the air of someone who had never been wrong in their life, “Do you want to hear the juicy details or not?”

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“He’s been here this whole time?” Nick gasped, “With Kirsty training him!?”

“Uh huh.” George chuckled, “It’s been fun.”

“Don’t tell that cuckold anything.” Jack warned. The threat was somewhat diminished by his feminine attire.

“Excuse me?” Nick leaned around George to stare daggers at the brutish man.

“Well that’s what they call it when you let another man fuck your wife.” Jack spat the words out aggressively.

“You son of a…” Nick started to climb to his feet. He might’ve been timid but he had buttons and when they were pushed the red mist descended.

“Sit down.” George grabbed Nick’s wrist with both his hands, “He’s just trying to get you in trouble.”

Nick took a deep breath and saw the nanny cam in the corner of the room. A little red light was flashing as the camera watched the room. He listened to his sissy friend and sat back down again. George patted his knee and gave him a little smile. Nick couldn’t help but feel calmer as he looked at George’s face.

“Mistress has given Jack the full treatment.” George smiled wickedly, “He’s been spanked, whipped, teased, pro-”

“Shut up!” Jack interrupted loudly. He was still trying to sound tough but he was blushing wildly.

Nick looked over and saw Jack was shifting uncomfortably as well. It looked like he was having a lot of trouble with something. His cheeks were growing redder but he stoically looked away from Nick and George.

“He’s being taught to be more respectful but as you can see there’s still some work to be done.” George giggled, “But enough about Grumpypuss. Do you want to play dollies with me?”

“Sure.” Nick said.

“Jack?” George turned the belligerent man’s way, “Do you want to pla-”

“Fuck off.” Jack responded bluntly.

George laughed again as he pulled over some of his dolls and a little toy castle. He handed a couple of the little princess figures to Nick and then started creating a scenario. The story was based on a wedding for Nick’s dolly and after some hesitation Nick started to join in a little bit, he was nowhere near as invested in the story as George though. Nick wasn’t one for playing with toys at all yet alone girl’s toys but he soon found himself caught up in George’s girlish enthusiasm. His nappy warmed pleasantly as he shifted his position to sit opposite the sissy, he could see Jack in the corner of his eye as well and he looked more fidgety than ever.

“When is Mistress coming back?” Jack eventually asked with a strained voice. He hated referring to Kirsty like that but knew what would happen if he didn’t.

“I don’t know.” George shrugged his shoulders, “Are you alright?”

“I’m fine.” Jack replied tersely though it was clear he was anything but.

As George and Nick played and talked Jack stood up and started pacing along the side of the playpen. He would occasionally stop and wince before continuing again. George gave Nick a knowing look and the visitor to the house couldn’t help but smile. They both knew what was going on having been in the position themselves.

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“So I had him over the bench for about two hours before I walked back in. He was so pleased to see me until I walked over to get the studded paddle!” Kirsty laughed, “I tanned his butt that day. He had to lay on his front when he went back to the playpen.”

Sarah listened in stunned silence as she heard all the details about what had been happening. Kirsty hadn’t been kidding in saying Jack spent a lot of time in the garage, she had been working him over hard.

“Still, I think he prefers the spanking to the anal training.” Kirsty sipped her drink, “He’s such a baby. I only use the smallest toys I’ve got but the fuss he makes is ridiculous.”

Sarah had seen Kirsty’s toys and knew that even the smallest of them seemed formidable. She was even starting to feel a little bad for Jack who she was sure had never tried anything like this before. For him to be dominated by a woman and a sissy must be the ultimate humiliation for him, probably even worse than the physical punishments he had endured during his stay.

“How long are you going to keep him for?” Sarah asked, “It’s already been a week. People are going to wonder where he’s been.”

“A few more days I think.” Kirsty replied, “We’ll see. He’s not leaving until I’m certain he’s learned his lesson. You don’t need to worry about other people noticing him missing, he’s been telling them that he is away for work.”

“Speaking of…” Sarah said, “School starts up next week. He’ll be expected there.”

“He’ll be there whether I’m done with him or not.” Kirsty replied, “Trust me. Do you have a babysitter sorted out for Nick whilst you’re at work?”

“Not yet.” Sarah replied with a shrug, “I don’t know what I’m doing really.”

“Well, he’s always welcome here.” Kirsty smiled, “I’ve grown fond of him.”

“Something I never thought I’d hear you say.” Sarah giggled.

“That’s because I always thought you could do better.” Kirsty replied with her own laugh, “But now you’ve taken control I’m starting to see that Nick is probably the best sub you could ask for.”

“Should we go back into the living room?” Sarah asked after a few seconds, “I’m anxious about leaving the boys alone with Jack.”

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Jack was pacing back and forth at an ever increasing rate. Nick watched him and although he was sympathetic to Jack’s plight he was getting great schadenfreude from watching the clearly distressed man. Knowing Jack was desperate for the bathroom made Nick feel similarly like he had to go. It was like a sympathetic response.

“He’s still not used to it.” George said as he set out the little toy chairs and tables for the feast his princess dolls were about to have, “Despite doing it plenty of times.”

“Shut up!” Jack exclaimed suddenly, “It’s not like I choose to do it. I’m not like you freaks!”

Nick remained quiet. He didn’t want to admit that over the time this baby treatment had been going on he felt he had lost a significant amount of hit potty training. He didn’t want to say how easily he filled his pants sometimes. He didn’t want to tell the others that sometimes the feeling wasn’t entirely unpleasant…

“He’s like a real toddler.” George muttered to Nick, “Gets very fussy when he needs to go poo-poo.”

Jack was fighting a losing battle and both George and Nick knew it. The two more experienced babies had been through this charade and all the thoughts and feelings it brought up. Nick watched Jack’s tortured face and thought back through all his own internal machinations when he hadn’t been used to pooping himself. The denial that it would happen at all, the fighting against your body, the bargaining and begging for relief and then the acceptance. Nick thought Jack was approaching the end of his journey to messiness.

Nick couldn’t look away even though he could see Jack getting increasingly annoyed. He was getting desperate and that desperation was making him angry. George’s needling was only causing him to go redder and Nick worried he might explode. George either didn’t see what Nick saw or chose to ignore it.

“Go on.” George teased, “You don’t need to be shy just because Nick’s here.”

Nick wanted to tell George to lay off the angry man but he was too timid to speak up at all. He watched as Jack’s hands balled into fists. He started to feel unsafe and wondered if he should call for his Mummy.

“He’s just a little baby really.” George continued as he turned to Nick, “Hey Jack, why don’t you bend over for us and really make a show of it?”

Nick could almost see the final straw breaking Jack’s patience. The biggest of the three nappy wearing men lost what little control of his temper he had. George was too busy chuckling and looking at Nick to notice as Jack walked up behind him. Nick tried to tell his friend to watch out but it was too late Jack was already swinging.

“Oof!” George let out a sudden exclamation as Jacks fist hit him in the side of the head.

George fell to the floor and looked stunned. Nick looked from his fallen friend to Jack who was now bearing down on him. His teeth were bared like a wild animal. Nick tried to shout out but Jack very quickly pushed him to the floor.

“You want a show?” Jack growled as he shoved Nick backwards, “Let me give you a front row seat!”

Nick was helpless against the ground as Jack put his knees either side of his body. Jack was facing Nick’s feet leaving his padded rear just above Nick’s chest, Nick kicked his legs but couldn’t free himself, despite the dress and feminine treatment Jack was still clearly stronger than Nick was.

“Oh God! No!” Nick called out helplessly as Jack slid backwards until his nappy was pressed against Nick’s face.

Nick realised what was happening and desperately struggled without success. His arms were pinned, his legs could only flail uselessly and the nappy above his head pushed down. His face was directly against the padding, thankfully Jack stopped before it got painful.

Nick could feel Jack’s body tense and then he felt the disgusting feeling of mushiness expanding into the diaper. Nick gagged, his calls for help were muffled by the padding over his mouth. Jack was grunting and Nick knew he was pushing down into his nappy like he himself had done many times. The nappy pushed out and Nick could hear the small movements as the poop dropped into the disposable. Tears fell from his eyes down the sides of his head.

The smell was overwhelming as the diaper warmed up. Nick surmised the man sitting on his face was now wetting himself. He felt like a potty as he laid underneath Jack helplessly. It felt like it would never end. Jack seemed to keep pushing and each fresh lump of excrement fell into the nappy on top of Nick’s face.

Nick thought he was about to pass out when he suddenly felt Jack being lifted off him. He thought George had got up but as he rolled on to his side and curled up he saw the sissy still looking stunned on the ground. Someone knelt down beside him and he looked up to see Sarah, she looked shocked.

“Mummy…” Nick sobbed as she held him.

“It’s OK, baby. Mummy’s here.” Sarah replied as she rocked slightly.

Jack was now standing behind Sarah with Kirsty holding on to the collar of his dress. She looked furious and the man in the dress was suddenly cowed as he looked down to the floor. It looked like he already regretted his moment of anger.

“Sissy, you just fucked up big time.” Kirsty muttered.

Kirsty pulled Jack out of the room swiftly leaving Sarah, George and Nick on the floor of the playpen. George was finally recovering his wits and he pulled himself over to hug Nick on the other side. Sarah sighed and as her husband clung to his sissy friend she stood up and walked to the doorway just in time to see Kirsty push a scared looking Jack into the garage.

[LilFozzyJ5]

Nice to see some more Elfy, truely a facinating story xx

[babysamantha]

Well well Jack has come down in the world not so much of the macho man now more of a simpering sissy but it looks like he has a bit more to learn from Kirsty which I am sure he will do

[Sarah Penguin]

whee another day another trip to the garage.

[drag0n]

Hope this story hasn't been forgotten

[Bondagediaperlover93]

is this story dead? [emoji20][emoji22] i hope not.


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[Elfy]

Nope

Was just doing some work on it yesterday in fact.

[Bondagediaperlover93]

On 10/9/2020 at 3:32 PM, Elfy said:

Nope

Was just doing some work on it yesterday in fact.

That‘s good to hear. ?

[Elfy]

Just posted a new update on my Patreon and it will be here in one week

[Elfy]

Fair Warning! This may not be for everyone. What happens in this chapter features dubious consent and sexual content. This isn't going to be the standard for the story going forwards but this story was first created to explore different ideas and themes...

After filling his nappy on top of Nick, Jack finds himself in the garage for punishment. Once his messy nappy is taken off he has to contend with a punishment that he may enjoy more than he wants to.

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This story update, like every update, has been available on Patreon for the last week. I write a 2000+ word update every four days for Patreon and for just $5 you can get early access to all my stories. For $10 you get early access plus exclusive access to THIRTY exclusive stories! There are more tiers and rewards available on Patreon including free and discounted commissions, access to a discord server, story illustrations and more.

https://www.patreon.com/Elfy88

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Kirsty slammed the door to the garage behind her. She stared at Jack with pure loathing. She had thought she was making progress in reforming the horrid little man but given just a few minutes without supervision he reverted back to his old ways. From outside the garage Kirsty heard the front door open and close, Nick and Sarah were leaving which was probably a good thing, they probably wouldn’t want to be here for what was next.

“You just don’t learn.” Kirsty shook her head. She heard footsteps approaching the garage door and knew it was George coming to stand guard.

Jack didn’t say anything. His face was bright red and underneath the pink dress his nappy stunk like a particularly neglected public toilet. He looked around nervously, the fetish room was like a chamber of horrors for him and he had no idea what was coming.

“So are you going to accept your punishment like a good little sissy or are you going to resist and make things fun for me?” Kirsty asked with raised eyebrows. She looked over to the shelf filled with dildos and butt plugs in all shapes and sizes.

Jack remained silent. He followed Kirsty’s gaze and saw the plugs. He had experienced a couple of the smaller ones already and the memory made him shiver. He’d had a most unusual reaction to them and didn’t want to repeat it…

“If you don’t say anything I’m going to assume you want it the hard way.” Kirsty tilted her head to stretch it.

Jack struggled to bring himself to answer. It was a false choice. Whatever he said would bring punishment on him, Kirsty was just prolonging his anguish. Making it seem like he was picking his poison was just a continuation of the punishment. He knew what he said didn’t matter and yet the tension in the room compelled him to answer.

“I… accept the punishment…” Jack forced himself to say after an uncomfortably long silence.

“Good girl.” Kirsty smirked, “And you know why you’re being punished?”

“Because…” Jack knew what Kirsty wanted him to say but the very thought of the words made his stomach turn. She always asked him this before he received a punishment and she always expected the same answer.

“Come on.” Kirsty said encouragingly, “I know you know the answer.”

“Because I’m a bad girl.” Jack practically whispered. Shameful tears pricked his eyes but he tried to avoid crying like a little sissy. He hated how quickly his bravado disappeared when Kirsty stared at him like this. It was like she was a witch.

“Wait here.” Kirsty said as she turned towards the door.

Jack watched Kirsty leave the garage and go back into the main area of the house. Before the door closed George stepped inside and stood next to the opening. He didn’t look at all happy and Jack didn’t blame him. He wondered if he should apologise but decided to keep his mouth shut. He wondered why he had even considered an apology, it wasn’t like him at all. It wasn’t his fault he was in the position where all this stuff was happening to him. If Kirsty hadn’t made him wear diapers and dresses he would never have sat on Nick like he did. It was Kirsty’s fault!

Kirsty was gone for several minutes and Jack wondered what she was doing. He hoped it involved a diaper change. His messy rear was starting to itch and he wanted clean underwear as soon as possible. George hadn’t stopped staring a hole through Jack since he had walked in and Jack supposed it was because of what he had just done to the sissy’s friend.

“I’m…” Jack had just been about to say he was sorry as the door opened and startled him back into the silence.

“George, change your little sister.” Kirsty said as she held out a diaper and a packet of wipes.

Jack saw the sissy look at his Mistress with a pleading look before reluctantly taking the supplies and walking over to Jack. Slowly lowering himself down Jack sat on the floor. George dropped the supplies at Jacks feet and crouched down.

“I’m going to get dressed.” Kirsty said, “George, once you’ve changed his nappy strap Jack to that bench over there.”

George nodded his head and turned to his work as the garage door closed behind Kirsty. He wasn’t looking forward to this but he knew that if he didn’t do as he was told he would likely find himself bent over some of the furniture in this dungeon.

“Lay down.” George said to the blushing Jack, “Any funny business and I’ll tell Mistress.”

Jack wanted to retort that George wasn’t man enough to do anything by himself but he held his tongue. Maybe his time with Kirsty and George was actually having an effect on him, there was no way he would’ve been able to stop from telling the sissy off just a week or so ago. Doing what a man in a dress told him felt alien and yet he found himself flat against the floor.

George grimaced as he pulled on the tapes and lowered the front of the diaper. The poop inside was spread practically everywhere and the smell instantly filled the air. George grimaced as he pulled out a handful of wipes and got to work, it was deeply unpleasant work and he had to work to make sure none of the mess soiled his dress.

“I’m… I’m sorry.” Jack spoke before he even knew he was going to. He looked as shocked about his sudden apology as George did.

“Apologising isn’t going to save you from Mistress.” George said as he wiped Jack clean, “And it isn’t me you need to apologise to.”

George was sceptical of Jack’s sincerity. He’s certainly heard Jack apologise before only to immediately turn around and be a bad baby again. As he cleaned the last of the poop off he wondered if this was all just a waste of time or if Jack was truly learning to behave better. It felt like every time it seemed like Jack made progress he regressed back to bad behaviour.

“Right, I need to strap you to the bench.” George said as he balled up the stinky nappy.

Jack swallowed hard and a shiver went through his body as he turned his head to see what George was talking about. Jack stood up on shaky legs with nothing under the dress, it felt strange to have nothing between his thighs. He took George’s outstretched hand as he was led across the garage. Jack felt so utterly ridiculous walking around in a frilly dress and holding the hand of another man in a dress like this.

“Can’t you just tell Kirsty I’m sorry?” Jack hissed as he looked at the bench. The restraints at floor level just waiting for his wrists and ankles.

“It’s a bit late for that.” George replied, “Maybe you should’ve thought about the consequences before you attacked Nick.”

“It was hardly an attack…” Jack muttered sulkily.

Jack took a deep breath. He looked towards the door to the garage, not for the first time he wondered if he could run away before anything happened. He knew it would be impossible, he didn’t doubt Kirsty would follow through on her blackmail. He jumped as the door suddenly opened and Kirsty walked in.

Jack gulped as he saw a big transformation in Kirsty. She was now clad in skin tight, latex clothing. Her hair was pulled back into an austere ponytail and it seemed like she had put some very vivid lipstick and mascara on to make her features stand out more. She was now even taller as she walked in on long heels. She had already been imposing, now she was downright scary.

“Hurry up, sissy.” Kirsty said authoritatively, “Or you’ll be in the crib with Jack tonight.”

George quickly pulled on Jack’s arm. Ever since Jack had started staying with them George had been spending more time being allowed to sleep in the bed with his Mistress. It was heavenly and nothing could be a bigger motivator for the sissy than the threat of taking it away.

Jack reluctantly bent over the padded bench. His arms were pulled down and put through the leather straps on the floor. He was now bent over at the waist with his head resting on the padding and his arms pulled all the way down. It wasn’t uncomfortable but he knew what was coming and he was already trembling.

“I want you to remember your safe word.” Kirsty said as she started walking around the room. Her heels echoed loudly around the room as she ran fingers across some of her toys, “What is it?”

“Ba-Banana.” Jack’s throat was dry and he felt himself tremble as he spoke it, “But I’m really sorry abo-”

“And you understand you can stop what’s about to happen at any time?” Kirsty interrupted.

“Yes.” Jack eventually said when he couldn’t think of anything else to say that might save him.

Jack knew he could say his safe word but he knew it wouldn’t get him out of this completely. If he used his safe word he knew he would be punished in another way, a punishment that might take longer or end up being harsher. This wasn’t consensual and it wasn’t meant to be. This was punishment and Jack knew it would be better to endure this than let the photos of him get leaked.

Jack lifted his head so he could look in the other direction. He saw Kirsty going through a drawer that he remembered well. This was his first time bent over the bench but it wasn’t his first time seeing Kirsty going through that drawer. He gulped and looked at George as if there was anything the sissy could do to help him even if he wanted to.

“George, prepare him.” Kirsty called over his shoulder.

George went over to a shelf behind Jack. He picked up a tube and returned to Jack. He flicked open the lid and squeezed some of the clear liquid inside on to the tip of his finger. He could see Jack trembling slightly in anticipation of what was coming.

“Relax.” George advised quietly as he put one hand on his lower back. The finger with lube was just an inch from Jack’s rear passage.

George could see Jack’s legs shift slightly. This was a process he had been through before and he knew what to expect even if it didn’t help him prepare. George pushed his finger forward and rubbed the lube around the hole before dipping his finger inside a little. He felt Jack shudder and heard him grunt a little. He removed his finger quickly and wiped it clean on some tissue.

“Here we go…” Kirsty pulled something out of the drawer and then pulled a harness that she slipped up her legs and tightened.

Jack saw Kirsty turn around with a dildo that looked the same size as his own penis. His eyes widened in fear, on previous occasions the implement used was barely bigger than one of his fingers, this was a whole other ball game.

“I think it’s time to step it up a bit.” Kirsty said as she attached the pink dildo to her harness, “Don’t think I didn’t notice you enjoying the last time.”

A knot of shame welled up in Jack’s throat as his cheeks blushed red. He saw George looking at him with raised eyebrows and Jack turned his head to look away. Kirsty wasn’t wrong but Jack would never admit it. The first time he had been penetrated it hadn’t been a fun experience at all but the second time, when he knew a little bit about what to expect, he had a very different reaction.

The second time Kirsty had penetrated Jack it had started in the same way. Jack was bent over the side of the crib grimacing and putting up with what was happening when he suddenly realised he was growing hard. The pain that had accompanied the intercourse faded away and was replaced by a strange feeling of pleasure. His dick, trapped underneath him and against the mattress tingled. Jack ended up having to resist the urge to move his hips and moan. His embarrassing reaction had been revealed to the world when Kirsty had finished and took him away from the mattress. There was a large wet spot and it certainly hadn’t been urine.

Jack was brought back to the present when he felt Kirsty’s hands on his hips. He gulped hard and clenched his fists even tighter. He did his best to relax his body knowing that it would help with what about to happen.

“You apparently need help reminding your place.” Kirsty said. The tip of the pink strap-on touched Jack’s ass and he quivered slightly, “You apparently need reminding that assaulting Nick was one of the reasons you were brought here in the first place.”

George stepped forwards with the lube and spread a liberal amount on the toy at his Mistress’s waist. This was a toy he knew well and whilst bigger than what Jack had experienced before it was on the smaller side of Kirsty’s toys. He actually felt jealous of Jack.

“You’ll get yours later, sissy.” Kirsty said.

George smiled bashfully. His lingering looks at the plastic penis as he spread the lube must’ve given away his hidden thoughts and desires. He stepped back like an umpire at a sporting competition to watch what was about to happen. Whilst he knew what Kirsty had done to punish Jack before he hadn’t been present to witness it until now.

Jack felt the tip of the pink strap-on slowly inch forwards. His hole seemed to be pushed in a little before the tip broke through and he gasped as he felt himself being stretched by the end of the toy. He tried to remain relaxed as Kirsty slowly moved forwards, occasionally she would pull out a little only to go in again.

“What a good girl.” Kirsty stroked Jack’s back, “Taking all of Mistress like this.”

Jack hated that the words excited him. It seemed like in a time of acute mental stress the simple praise was all that he needed. He could feel his penis twitching to life despite, or maybe because of, being pinned between his body and the padded bench.

The strap-on worked it’s way deeper and soon Jack was being explored in a way he had never experienced before. The plastic toy probed deeper than previous toys had. Jack couldn’t believe how it felt, pain mixed with pleasure and he was unable to stop a moan escape him. Soon the dildo was bottoming out and Jack was shocked to feel the Mistress’s thighs against his butt. Jack couldn’t believe the whole thing was buried inside him.

Now that the toy had been pushed all the way in Kirsty started pulling it out again. In it’s wake Jack felt an emptiness inside his body. As the toy slid forwards again Jack felt the hole filled in the most satisfying way, he groaned and felt more pleasure. He was vaguely aware of the prostate and he could only imagine that was being stimulated. His face was red as he couldn’t help another little grunt.

“The big strong man just wanted to be shown how sissies have fun.” Kirsty said as she started pushing in and out of Jack faster, “You look just like George when bent over like this.”

Jack’s body didn’t even attempt to resist the invader. If anything, Kirsty’s accurate words only made him relax even further. Giving over to her he subtly pushed his ass out slightly. Now when Kirsty pushed forwards he felt the dazzling combination of friction against his genitals and pressure on his prostate. He hated the way he was moaning but couldn’t seem to stop himself.

“Look at the sissy impaling herself on my cock.” Kirsty’s voice was full of amusement, “This is the big alpha male that wants to scare everyone, eh?”

Jack could only whimper as the humiliating words washed over him. He knew Kirsty was right. He had never tried anything remotely anal but now he felt like a whore bent over for someone else. He hated that he didn’t find this whole thing disgusting and horrible.

Jack barely even noticed when Kirsty had stopped thrusting quite so much. He was pushing himself backwards and forwards like a harlot. When he realised he was now essentially fucking himself he still couldn’t stop himself.

It took several minutes and Jack was covered in sweat under his pink dress when he felt the beginnings of an orgasm deep inside his body. Rather than at the base of his penis the pressure was building deeper inside him, he was gasping with pleasure. He knew he would be mortified later but right now his body was forcing him to prolong the pleasant sensations.

“I think he’s gonna blow.” Kirsty smirked.

Jack felt the climax building higher and higher. He passed the point where he would usually ejaculate and felt the orgasm continuing to build. By now Jack was wantonly thrusting himself against Kirsty’s toy as he desperately tried to push himself over the edge.

“Uh… Uh… Ugh…” Jacki grunted and moaned before finally feeling an orgasm unlike any he’d felt before.

Instead of a feeling concentrated in his penis Jack felt rolling waves spreading out from somewhere deep in his crotch and tingling every nerve on it’s way through his body. His dick spurted on to the bench where it smeared against his body. He flopped down and panted as he felt the sweat stick him to the padding.

“Enjoy that?” Kirsty asked condescendingly as she slowly pulled the toy out of Jack’s butt.

The worst part for Jack was that he had enjoyed it. It had been the most powerful orgasm he had ever felt. He didn’t dislike the feeling of being penetrated or bent over by a woman. He didn’t hate what had happened. He hated that he didn’t hate it.

[babysamantha]

Jack is beginning having Kirsty humiliating him by pegging him it is just what he deserves. Maybe he isn't the Macho Male he thought and it might be fun being a sissy baby after all  

[Sarah Penguin]

[DLBabyJessica]

Kirsty is defiantly making progress with Jack.  How exciting to hear that he finds himself enjoying what he believed to be unenjoyable.   Creating a conflict within that little male brain of his.  In order to live with himself, I feel he will be compelled to adjust his self image considerably.  With Kirsty as his mistress and George as a model, hopefully he will learn that becoming a sissy baby will be in his own best interest.  It may take some time to strip away those layers of macho masculinity.  Reeducating and training him to be an obedient sissy baby will not happen overnight. I look forward to many future chapters.  

[Elfy]

Nick has been through a lot and he just wants some normalcy... Unfortunately Sarah has other plans. A message from Nick's best friend, Steven, has the unfortunate man travelling for an unknown "emergency."

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“I really don’t want to do this…” Nick whined.

“Baby, you haven’t seen your Steven in ages.” Sarah replied.

“I know, but what if they find out… you know…” Nick complained as he raised his arms.

Nick and Sarah were in the nursery. It had been several days since Nick had seen Jack at Kirsty’s house and he had enjoyed some time away from everyone but his wife. It felt safe and comfortable whilst the outside world was full of potential danger.

The married couple were in the nursery and Sarah was currently getting her husband dressed. Nick was stood in the middle of the room with his hands in the air as a shirt was pulled over his head. His freshly changed nappy crinkled as he shifted his legs slightly. He had been hoping for another day at home but Sarah had other ideas.

Sarah had taken Nick’s phone a while ago. After all, there was no need for a baby to have access to a telephone. The previous day the phone had vibrated with a message from “Steven”, Nick’s best friend, asking to meet up at his house and saying it was an emergency. She had told Nick with the expectation he would look forward to the visit but Nick’s face had betrayed his worry.

“I haven’t seen them since the football match.” Nick reminded Sarah as the latter started looking for a pair of pants for her husband.

“And?” Sarah shrugged her shoulders.

“I leaked and ran away!” Nick let his arms hit his sides in frustration that his wife wasn’t getting it, “I don’t know if they noticed. They certainly thought I was being weird…”

“It’ll be fine.” Sarah said, “Steven said it was an emergency that you came over today. You don’t want to let him down do you?”

It was true that Nick didn’t want to let his friend down even if they hadn’t seen much of each other recently. The unknown scared Nick though and he hated that he didn’t know what Steven needed help with. He knew his best friend well and he knew that to him an “emergency” could mean anything from “Help, my arm’s fallen off” to “Can you check over my fantasy football team?” and the fact it could wait until today probably meant it wasn’t serious.

“But I don’t want to go.” Nick sounded like a petulant toddler.

“Sweetie, you can’t stay cooped up in here all the time.” Sarah replied as she helped Nick step into the pants, “And you won’t have to be there for long. You can take your phone and call me when you need picking up.”

“I can’t drive myself?” Nick asked.

“I think it’s for the best if I do that.” Sarah replied.

Nick sighed as Sarah pulled on the pants to get them up and over his nappy. Even when dry the padding presented a formidable obstacle for his clothing. At least it was a plain nappy, it felt a little more grown-up than the printed ones that were also stacked in Nick’s drawers.

Nick finished getting dressed in the baggiest things he could find before walking downstairs sulkily. He felt so emasculated, not only was he forced to wear nappies but now he wasn’t even allowed to drive himself anywhere. He huffed like a petulant child as he sat in the backseat of the car. As Sarah got into the driving seat Nick leaned his elbow on the door and looked out of the window.

The streets were quiet but as the car moved through them Nick felt himself growing increasingly nervous. It felt like a lot of time had passed since Nick had last seen Steven, certainly a lot had changed. He bit his nails as they got closer.

“I’ve put a change of nappy in your backpack.” Sarah said. She lifted up the bag that was on the passenger seat, “I’m sure if you need a change you can ask Steven to do it.”

“You know I can’t!” Nick replied with frustration. He couldn’t tell if his wife was joking or not, “I’ll change myself… Better yet, I won’t need a change!”

“OK, sweetie.” Sarah said.

Nick gritted his teeth against Sarah’s annoyingly obvious tone of disbelief. He opened the door and felt the warm air blow against him in the breeze. He pulled down his shirt to make sure the waistband of his underwear wasn’t showing. He took a few steps away from the car.

“Oh! Don’t forget your nappy bag!” Sarah had rolled down the electric window to call out.

Nick froze in mortification. He looked around desperately in case anyone had been around to hear Sarah’s voice, he prayed Steven wasn’t in earshot. He quickly returned to the car and pulled the backpack through the open window. His cheeks were blazing as he stared at his wife, either Sarah didn’t know what was making Nick blush or she simply didn’t care.

“Have fun playing with your friend.” Sarah said with a smile as the window went back up.

Nick was left wide-eyed and red faced as Sarah blew him a kiss and then pulled away from the curb. He watched the car turn a corner and disappear from view. Almost immediately Nick deeply regretted getting out and he considered pulling his phone out to call for Sarah to come straight back. He felt alone and scared like a lost toddler.

Steven’s house was similar to Nick’s in many ways. The semi-detached home was in a good neighbourhood though Nick was sure Steven would’ve never been able to afford it without the large inheritance he received. Nick opened the gate and started walking up the garden path, he listened extra closely for any crinkling coming from his waist. He hoped it was just his hyper-awareness that meant he could hear himself.

“Nick, I’m so glad to see you.” Steven opened the door before Nick even reached it, “Come in, come in.”

Nick stepped over the threshold and into the house. Steven was dressed casually but he was hurrying through to the living room. Nick closed the front door behind him. He thought back to the last time Steven and Nick had been together, did Steven remember him running away from the football match leaving a wet seat behind him? He would’ve said something straight away, right?

“It’s been too long. I feel like I barely see you these days.” Steven called out though Nick was still in the hallway, “How’s Sarah? Everything going well?”

“Yeah, things are great.” Nick replied as he walked into a messy and disordered living room. Nick could’ve probably written a book about how his relationship with Sarah was going but there was no way he could mention any of it to his best friend.

“Cool, listen. I need a big favour from you.” Steven was standing next to his couch. On the couch were two large sports bags. Nick recognised them and suddenly felt very nervous.

“Uh huh…” Nick said nervously.

“Look, I know you were never much into playing.” Steven started, “And I know you “retired” not long after college but we really need an extra body for the match today.”

Nick swallowed hard. He knew what Steven was talking about. The football team Steven ran that played in the Sunday pub league. Nick had never really taken to the physical side of sport, he enjoyed watching but found himself unable to enjoy taking part himself. That was before he was permanently padded as well, he didn’t even want to think about trying to run around with this bulge between his legs.

“I don’t know…” Nick would’ve been hesitant in ideal circumstances. He didn’t think a football team of burly men he barely knew finding out about his problem was a good idea, “It’s been so long, I’m hardly in any shape…”

“I wouldn’t be asking if I wasn’t desperate.” Steven put his hands together in front of him.

“I…” Nick was torn between his need to keep his secret and his dislike of upsetting other people. He already felt like a terrible friend after not talking to Steven properly in so long.

“Do I have to get down on my knees?” Steven asked with a cheeky little smile, “The team is going for promotion. We’re playing a team at the bottom of the league and we’ll stick you in goal. It’ll be easy.”

Nick didn’t immediately answer. He looked around praying there would be another way out, he tried to think of an excuse that could get him out of having to go along to play football but was drawing a blank. If only he knew more athletic people, Jack would probably be better than him on the pitch but he was currently unavailable. He slowly and reluctantly nodded his head.

“I could kiss you, mate.” Steven said as he laughed in relief, “Come on, we need to get going or we’ll be late.”

“R-Right now?” Nick asked. He had been hoping for at least a little time to get used to the idea.

“Yeah, mate. We’ll take the car.” Steven replied as he slung one of the sports bags over his shoulder and walked out to his car.

Nick hesitantly picked the other bag up and followed Steven. He knew this was a bad idea and yet he felt like he was in a corridor with no doors, he couldn’t turn away as he continued inexorably towards the potential humiliation, like a moth seeing a flame the die had been cast and all he could do was follow his path to destiny.

“Just put those bags on the back seat and there should be room.” Steven said as he got in the driver’s seat and started the car.

Nick did as was suggested and dropped down into the passenger seat. He could feel butterflies in his tummy and he prayed it was only anxiety. The car started up and before he had a chance to second guess himself they were speeding down the road. Compared to Sarah’s conservative driving style Steven drove like he was in a race at all times. Nick found himself holding on to the edge of the seat as the car hurtled towards the local playing fields. To Nick’s embarrassment more than once when they took corners a little too quickly he felt a dribble of urine into his diaper.

“Alright, the changing rooms are just over there.” Steven said as he pulled the car up, “Looks like everyone’s in there already. Just throw your kit on and we’ll head straight out.”

“C-Could I get changed in here?” Nick asked as he looked at the small changing rooms. He would much rather get undressed in the car away from everyone else.

“Don’t worry, mate.” Steven playfully punched Nick on the shoulder, “I’ll protect you from all the big boys.”

As Steven got out of the car Nick watched him with mouth agape. He didn’t know if that was just a throwaway comment or if Steven was hinting that he knew Nick’s secret. As Steven stood in front of the car and impatiently waved for Nick to follow him Nick’s mind raced. He honestly didn’t know if he was just reading too much into things or not.

Nick opened the door and stepped out with his bag. He followed Steven to the changing rooms, which was a rather grandiose term for the run down building next to the pitches. Nick could hear voices inside and he felt his nervousness growing. Despite his increasingly strong desire to run away he followed Steven into the changing rooms. He was forcibly and unpleasantly reminded of getting changed as a kid at school.

“About bloody time.” A gruff looking man said as Steven walked in. He was massive and the stubble on his face had to be several days old. He looked terrifying to Nick who couldn’t help but be reminded of Jack.

“I know, I know…” Steven put his hands up playfully, “I had to wait for Nick. Didn’t mean to keep you waiting, Bob.”

“You got us a goalkeeper?” Bob looked at Nick with scepticism.

Nick tried to give Bob a smile. After so long in the strange world he had been living in since he went into nappies he truthfully wasn’t sure how to react to regular people. He had been begging for a chance for some normalcy but now he wanted nothing more to be curled up at home with Sarah.

“Right, well, hurry up and get changed. We kick-off in ten minutes.” Bob said.

As Nick and Steven walked over to the benches the rest of the team started walking out to the pitches. Nick put his bag down and felt his heart pounding. No one seemed to be noticing he was wearing nappies but his chances of being found out were only going to increase. When he opened the bag Steven had given him he found a pair of boots and the rest of the kit for a goalkeeper. When he saw the shorts he felt another pang of nervousness.

“Hey, Nick, I hate to rush you but kick-off is soon. I’ll meet you out there, OK?” Steven said.

Nick saw that his best friend was already dressed and ready to go. He had seemed to change at lightning speed. Nick nodded his head and Steven left, his studs clattered on the floor until he was out on the grass. Nick took a deep breath as he started undressing as fast as he could. Someone could walk in at any minute and Nick was desperate to be changed before someone saw him.

Nick pulled down his pants and stepped out of them as fast as he could. As he held out the shorts he was changing into he felt his nappy warming again. His bladder emptying at the drop of the hat as usual. He had one leg in the shorts when he heard the sound of clattering studs behind him.

“Oh, and the gloves are in…” Steven’s voice tailed off as he looked into the changing room.

Nick had his back to Steven but felt his blood turn to ice. He was half-bent over with his freshly wet nappy clearly visible. The wetness was still soaking into the padding and spreading. He didn’t move, he didn’t say anything, he felt humiliation growing as yet another position learned about his horrible secret.

“Oh, sorry.” Steven muttered after several tortuous seconds, “I’ll let you…”

There was another uncomfortable silence before Steven’s studs clacked on the ground letting Nick know he was alone again. He quickly finished getting changed and then sat on the bench with his head in his hands. Whether Steven already knew he wore nappies before today, he certainly knew now. The worst part was there was no running away for Nick. He had to go out there and play football when all he wanted to do was run away home and hide.

[dribblez]

Thank you Elfy. This story just gets better and better. I was worried that you had forvotten Steven. Poor Nick's worst nightmare is about to become true.

[babysamantha]

This is bad for Nick now his friends will know he is in nappies. I don't think he is going to like that