Mommy and I have a Secret

[Hero Daddy]

The bell rang for school. I put my backpack on, and followed the crowd down the stairs and out the front door. I walked across the schoolyard and on through the crosswalk into my neighborhood. As I walked towards my house a strange but familiar feeling overcame me. My heart started pounding faster, and I was drenched with a feeling of restlessness. I was counting my steps and I only had two blocks until I would have to walk down her street. I knew I didn’t have the luxury of an alternate route home.

As I followed the sidewalk left I could see the white and red house near the end of the street. Every day I take this same walk and every day I hope and pray that she isn’t outside. As I walk closer and closer I notice that there isn’t any activity at her house, and I think to myself “what a relief”. As I walk by the front of her house I barely peek over to see if anyone is home. Just when I think I’m all clear, she is there, gracefully watering her garden on the side of her house. Immediately, she looks up and waves to me.

“Hi Ryan” she exclaims, in a very kind and nurturing, but bubbly voice.

“Hi Miss Eve” I mutter back, with my head slightly down.

She turns off the water and begins to walk towards me. Her long tan legs glide across the grass glistening from the overspray of the hose. Her shoulder length butter blonde hair, shimmering in the sunlight. Her loose white summer tank top accented her amazing cleavage, and just barely covered the curves of her hip line. As she approaches me I look up at her because she was taller than me even without her high heels on. This, among other things, added to her intimidation.

Miss Eve was not married, she didn’t have any kids, and I’d never even seen a man at her house. All that said, Miss Eve was incredibly hot, and I knew that she had absolutely no problem attracting men.

“How was your day sweetie?” She asked.

“It was ok” I said, trying to avoid eye contact.

“Just ok?” She asked.

“Yea, I’m just kind of tired” I replied.

“Maybe someone needs a little nap?” she said.

“Well, I, uh, think I have some homework to do” I quickly responded.

“Oh ok, well I really need some help with something that won’t take long at all”.

I looked around frantically, trying to come up with an excuse that would let me continue my walk home. As I tried to think of anything, she leaned down closer to my ear and with a very direct but loving whisper asked “Are you gonna come be Mommy’s little helper?”

As I started to blush she held out her hand, and I reluctantly reached out to touch her soft fingers. She grabbed my hand and escorted me up the front stairs and through the door as the panic inside me continued to build. The door closed behind us and I was once again trapped in her house.

"I appreciate this very much” she said.

“What do you need help with?” I asked.

She turns to the side to reveal a few large cardboard boxes. “This is a large order of diapers I placed online for a boy that I babysit for, they just showed up today” she said. As the word ‘diaper’ left her lips, my excitement level went up immediately, and Miss Eve knew this.

“Oh ok” I said “Do you need help moving the boxes?” trying to mask my curiosity of what kind of diapers they were.

She laughed, "No silly, since they were purchased online I had to estimate a size, so I want to make sure they will fit him.”

Confused, I asked “So how would I be able to help you with that?”

She smiled, “You are about his same size, so I was hoping you would try some on to make sure they fit.”

Panic continued to swell inside me because I knew where this was going.

“Um, I don’t really have time for this right now,” I explained.

I started to turn for the front door when she walked right into my escape path.

“Now Ry, honey, Mommy really needs your help with this,” she said in her loving voice.

“But I can’t today. I have too many things to do,” I explained.

As she looked at me with her gorgeous blue eyes she leaned down towards me “I would definitely agree, but I think you need to help Mommy first so I don’t have to tell anyone about our little secret”.

My heart suddenly dropped, and I realized that she was not asking me to do this. The ‘secret’ she was referring to was more like our history, as this was not the first time I had been in this house.

It all started about a year ago, when I acted on an impulse, and found a way to divulge in my pure love of disposable diapers. I’m not referring to ones meant for old people; I’m talking about toddler diapers. The ones that are loud, crinkly, and stretchy, with fun stickers on the front. The same ones that when you open a bag, your nostrils are filled with that sweet diaper perfume scent. I usually don’t have money, or a good way of discretely purchasing something like a package of diapers.

So one day, I thought up a plan to create a fake scavenger hunt and have a diaper be one of the items on the list. I took my list to a couple of houses and received no answer at the door. I was about to give up and I knocked on one last house and this just happened to be where Miss Eve lived. Well, from the moment she answered the door, I was under her command and she took full advantage of this. She was incredibly beautiful, very kind, but also very manipulative. The first time she answered her door and I had told her about that special item on my list somehow she knew that it was really meant for me. Instead of simply saying no, or just handing me a diaper, she invited me inside.

Now I’m guessing she only had diapers because she would babysit, but there is no way to know for sure. That day she diapered me herself, and made me use it right there in front of her. I remember that day clearly and how embarrassed I felt about being forced to use a diaper, but I also remember how much I loved being under her control. After I did as I was told she even checked to make sure I wasn’t lying. Then, she changed me into a fresh diaper, and sent me on my way. I was told to come see “Mommy” at any time.

I tried to forget about the incident, but immediately fell in love with the diapers she provided. From the waistband, to the stretchy leg cuffs, to my loud crinkly waddle, I was addicted. The smell of these diapers was wildly intoxicating. After that incident, I realized I didn’t like actually using my diaper, but I found out very quickly that I didn’t make the rules, Mommy does. A couple of months later I was practically sprinting home from school to use the bathroom. Miss Eve stopped me and insisted that I use the one in her house. When I finally made it, the door was locked and I was told to use the one upstairs.

When I opened the door I was amazed to find a complete nursery, with stacks of diapers, a large changing table, and even a crib. Miss Eve had followed me upstairs and locked the door behind us. She restrained me on the changing table and made it clear that I wasn’t going to make it to the big boy bathroom. She put a pink crinkly diaper on me and adjusted my posture so that she had a perfect view of when I couldn’t hold it any longer. She told me that if I was a “good boy” and made a “poopy diaper for Mommy” she would let me go.

I tried to hold out as long as I could but she waited patiently, and checked my diaper several times. Trying to hold back with all of my might she watched while the lump formed under my bottom, and the front of my dry diaper slowly saturated with warmth. After telling me what a good boy I had been, she said that I was to be punished for trying to use a bathroom in Mommy’s house. She pulled me over her knee and spanked me on the back of my pink girly diaper.

That day she did send me home, but not before one last squeeze of my diapered messy bottom, and a very seductive whisper, “Mommy hopes to see you again very soon.”

That day I remember the feeling of helplessness I had and how she could make me do whatever she wanted to. I couldn’t help but love her amazing diapers, her nurturing demeanor, and the fact that she was Mommy and I was her good little boy. I found myself wanting to please her either so I could leave and escape the shame of her watching me dirty my diaper, or to get her approval that I was a good boy like she said.

I had been to her house several times and I was usually forced to come in when she was outside as I walked home from school. Regardless of how she would manipulate me to submit to her, the end result was always the same. The look of satisfaction on her face and the warm mess inside of my diaper meant that Mommy was happy and my secret was safe. I hated that she knew about my diaper fascination because I felt like she was always teasing me about it. Sometimes, I would walk home with other kids in my class and we would see her and she would specifically say hi only to me. Other times, her diaper bag would be sitting on the porch with a diaper sticking out as if it were bait to lure me in.

About a month ago, she took the embarrassment of what I was to do for her to a whole new level. I saw her that Saturday morning at the grocery store. She was extra nice to me that morning and offered a ride back to the neighborhood. To avoid a long walk back I agreed and we left. When we arrived she insisted that I stay for milk and cookies. I love cookies and since I had nothing to do I decided I would stay for a little bit.

She said that it would be a little while so I could lie down on the couch and watch TV. As I laid there, I wondered if this was some plan of hers to get me in another messy situation. I could hear her gathering baking utensils in the kitchen as I slowly dozed off. I awoke from my nap and immediately realized I was no longer on the couch. Surrounded by tall wooden banisters, I recognized that the jail cell I was sitting in was a baby’s crib, but big enough for me. Was I still at Miss Eve’s? How long did I sleep for? I wondered. As I tried to roll over to look around I noticed that familiar sweet smell of diapers. The bulk between my legs made it hard to even move, and I knew I was no longer wearing the underwear I put on this morning. I rolled over onto my stomach and I could hear the rustle of my thick diaper underneath my blue onesie.

Suddenly, I had a need to use the bathroom. I laid my head down for a second thinking that I had to get out of here. I was able to pull myself up so that I could stand. Just as I did, a beautiful woman walked in the room. She was about medium height with short dark brown hair and stunning green eyes. I noticed her creamy white legs and how well her chest filled out her shirt.

“Hi there” She exclaimed in a very loving and giggly tone. Before I had a chance to respond she left the room and I heard her say “He is awake”.

I stood trying to listen to what was being said when suddenly Miss Eve walked into the room. As she pulled her cooking apron over her head she tossed it on the railing of this very large crib.

“Hi sleepy head” she gleamed. Her red t-shirt was squeezing her breasts together as she looked at me like this is normally how I take a nap.

“What is going on? Why am I in this thing?” I cried.

“Because I didn’t want my little boy having an accident on Mommy’s couch and so I can keep an eye on you” she whispered with an evil smile.

My need to go to the bathroom started to increase.

“But you have other people here” I whined.

“Sweetie, those are Mommy’s friends from out of town. I told them about what a good boy you could be and they wanted to see”.

“But you promised!”

“Awe, honey, it is still our little secret, Jenny, and Brandi live very far away and will probably never see you again. I promise our secret is safe,” she said reassuringly. “Did you have a good nap?” she asked as she leaned down to unbutton the bottom snaps of the onesie.

She gently turned me around and lifted the back flap of my pajamas. “Let’s check that diaper of yours”.

I could feel as she squeezed the back of my diaper together at the leg cuffs. Then she used the palm of her hand to smush the diaper up against my bottom and test the consistency. Finally, she had one more test and I felt a hint of cold air as she pulled the top of the diaper away from my skin to peek down the back.

“All dry!” she said.

I was reminded of my urge to get to a toilet, and soon. Suddenly, it became too much and I winced with my knees in, holding the front of my diaper. I knew it was a mistake because Miss Eve noticed and smiled.

“I really need to blow my nose, can I go to the bathroom?” I quickly asked.

“Now I know you got a spankin for trying to go to the bathroom once before, are you wanting another one, or are you just needing Mommy’s attention?” she asked as sweet as can be.

“But I want to get down!” I fussed.

“Is that all?” she asked. “Well I do believe you know what Mommy wants in order to make that happen, don’t you?”

Without even thinking I looked down and slowly nodded yes while I put my thumb in my mouth and started to suckle. She leaned down so she was face to face with me and pulled my chin up gently.

"Are you gonna be a good boy for Mommy and her friends and make a stinky poopy diaper?“

She said it as if she already knew the answer. I nodded yes.

As if I had no choice she said, "Mommy can guess it’s probably gonna be a soggy diaper too,” (as I was) still sucking my thumb. I nodded in agreement.

“Good boy, now let’s take off that onesie so we can see what a mess you make.”

She pulled the clothing off and pulled a t-shirt over my head. The shirt just barely covered the first row of teddy bears on the front of my diaper. Again, my sensation that signaled I should head to the bathroom got stronger and I didn’t have much time. I had to figure out a way to get out of this crib, and quickly, or I was going to fill my thick diaper while Mommy and her friends watched. Mommy left the room and a different girl walked in, and I decided I couldn’t hold it any longer. I grabbed the wooden pegs of the crib. I was facing the wall out of sheer embarrassment. I squatted slightly in hopes of keeping the mess in one spot in the back of the diaper and not all over me.

“Eve!” the girl called out.

“Are you goin potty?” Mommy said as she walked in the room.

“Uh huh” I said as I started to lose control and push. I could feel the diaper area around my bottom slowly move away as I forced a mushy mess into the back of my diaper.

“What a good boy!” Mommy said and I felt a hand gently mash the lump under my bottom. “Ok let’s see the front,” she said as she turned me around.

I sucked my thumb, and gave in. The warm flood soaked the front of the diaper and it was immediately apparent how bad I had to go.

“Oh my, what a soggy diaper this is,” Mommy said as she squeezed the bottom front of the saturated disposable.

I was done, and too embarrassed to look at Mommy and her pretty friends. I tried to turn away ever so carefully so as not to make a bigger mess than I already had.

I heard Mommy ask “Did you want some milk and cookies?” and I told her I did.

She came back in and put a plate of chocolate cookies down. Then, she leaned down with that evil smile and said, “Maybe you should sit and eat them” knowing how much I was avoiding what was in the seat of the stinky diaper.

Before I could react she picked me up under my arms and slowly sat me down. I could feel the gooey firmness of my mess smear all over my bottom and even squeeze between my legs. The damage was done, so I just sat and ate my snack. When I was done Mommy walked in.

“Oh my, I think somebody has a poopy diaper!” she exclaimed.

She stood me back on my feet gave another squeeze in the back and peeked into a leg cuff just to make sure.

“Does my little boy need his diaper changed?”

I nodded.

“Mommy has to clean up the kitchen, so I will be back ok?”

Just as I was starting to get upset, the same brown haired girl from before came in the room with a diaper and a tub of wipes in her hand. Embarrassed, I backed away from the front of the crib.

"Hi pumpkin, don’t be shy. I’m Jenny and I’m here to make it all better, now let’s get you out of that dirty diaper” she said.

She laid me down and pushed my shirt up exposing the soggy bulge in the front. As she pulled the tapes back I started to yawn. I closed my eyes while she changed me. Once she was done she closed the crib and I took a nap. I woke up a bit later and I was allowed to leave.

Since that time I have been trying to come up with excuses of why I cannot come in. Miss Eve usually gets her way though because of my secret diaper love.

As I realized again where I was, standing there in front of the boxes of diapers, she asked again, “So are you gonna be a big helper for Mommy?”

I hesitated for a second.

“How about we make a deal?” she asked. “You help Mommy by trying on a couple of diapers, and if you can stay completely dry by the time we are done you will be free to go”.

“Is that just for today?” I asked.

“Nope, you won’t ever have to come see Mommy if you don’t want to”.

“Ok, but what’s the other part of the deal?” unsure of why I even wished to know.

“If during our fitting you have to use your diapy and you can’t stay dry, you will have to do whatever Mommy says, and come inside whenever I ask”.

I swallowed nervously, and agreed. This is my chance, I thought, to stop allowing her to control me. Plus, I didn’t need to go to the bathroom so I shouldn’t have any trouble staying dry.

She went into the kitchen, “Are you thirsty? I have some juice”.

I kind of needed something to drink but I knew it couldn’t be too much.

“Sure, I’ll have a little” I said and she brought me out a glass.

I slowly drank as she started to open one of the boxes. She pulled back the flaps and that magical smell filled the room. She pulled out a diaper that looked very familiar and I’m pretty sure I had worn one before at her house.

“Ok sweetie, come lay down for Mommy.”

I did as I was told hoping this would be the last time. She pulled off my pants and underwear and slid the diaper under my bottom. She pulled the front up between my legs and taped both sides.

“All done, now stand up so Mommy can see”.

As I got to my feet I felt something. I had to go to the bathroom. I was determined to forget about the sensation and make it through this dry. I could feel her behind me grabbing, and pulling at the diaper to check the snugness.

“Well those fit great!” she said gleefully.

“Uh huh,” I commented holding back the pressure that was building inside.

“Why don’t we go upstairs to try on the others, that way if they are ok, I can put them away now.”

I wasn’t going to make it upstairs, but I couldn’t let her know.

“Go on up and wait for me honey, Mommy will be up in a second to try on the next one”.

I practically sprinted up the stairs to try and figure out what I should do. I looked for a place to hide but there was nothing. Finally I realized that I had no other option. I stood next to the crib and watched in the mirror as the back of my diaper started to stick out further and further. The smell immediately filled the room and I knew I was caught. After that I figured there was no point in hiding so I went potty too filling up my once dry diaper. I just stood there, waiting to face Mommy and accept my fate. The door slowly opened, and there she stood as the smell immediately gave me away. She slowly walked over to me and kneeled down so she was at eye level.

“Do you have something to tell Mommy?” she asked.

I nodded as I put my head down and started to suck my thumb.

“And what would that be?” she asked.

I pulled my thumb out and looked at her, “I made a poopy diaper”.

“Yes, you did, just like a good boy, what a stinky poopy diapy,” she said happily. “From looking at the front I would say that diaper is anything but dry honey.”

I nodded in agreement.

“Well Mommy can definitely smell it, but let’s just be sure shall we?”

She stood up and leaned over me. She took her hand and slowly but firmly smushed the back of the diaper spreading the warm mess all over me. Then she pulled the back away to peek.

“My goodness” She said. “You weren’t able to stay dry” she said in a very tragic and disappointing tone.

“I tried Mommy!” I explained.

“I know you did, but since you couldn’t, Mommy will be in charge going forward. I think it’s time for your nap honey, can you be a big helper and get Mommy what she needs to change your stinky diaper?”

“Yea” I said.

“Good boy, I’m gonna need some wipes, some powder, and a fresh diaper, feel free to grab a new diaper out of the box” she said.

“I thought those were for the boy you babysit” I replied.

She smiled “Sweetie, that boy is you. I knew you couldn’t stay dry, so all of those wonderful diapers are yours, and Mommy will make sure they get used.”

I went and grabbed the supplies she had requested. When I got back, she was sitting on the floor waiting for me.

“What a good little helper, come to Mommy” as she patted the floor in front of her. “Since you did so good we are going to get you out of that messy thing right now.”

I didn’t say anything. She laid me down and slowly pulled back the tapes. I started to suck my thumb and slowly fell asleep knowing that I would be staying here for quite some time.

[Eagle0769]

I read this story before I like it then and I liked it now.

One of the things that is missing is what does the

good baby boy look like. How old is he and what is

his name.

Please let me know so when I read it again I will know.

[diaperme2017]

Love it looking forward more 

[CDfm]

Very enjoyable little story. One thing that kept nagging me though was, where are his real parents and how is he able to spend so much time at this mommies house?  I would have gladly given this a like but I have run out for the day. I would love to read any other stories you have written as well. 

[Busy Britches]

I enjoyed the story, its good writing.  The "public" messing of the diapers aspect of the story really intrigued me.  In my fantasies, where I am a real baby age 6 to 9 months, I often mess my diapers in front of mommy and her friends.  The fact that so many ABs including myself, enjoy this fantasy (messing in front of mommy and her friends) makes me wonder about hidden memories from long ago where we were real babies in diapers.  When I read stories like this, I wonder if somewhere in our brains we are "remembering" things past.

For example, when I was a little boy in the 1960s, I vividly remember my mom and her friends watching babies mess their diapers in the living room, and laughing and giggling and smiling at the baby as he or she pooped their pants.  I remember thinking, "Did my mom do the same thing when I was a baby in diapers?"  I have to assume the answer is yes, because I was around 9 or 10 when I watched these scenes at my house, and that was only 5 or 6 years since I was in diapers pooping my pants.  (My mom kept me in diapers until I was 5)  So I have to assume that my mom and her friends did in fact, laugh and giggle and talk about my poopy diapers as I was doing my business in my pants.  

So, are the "public" diaper-messing scenes I read about in so many ABDL stories long suppressed memories from so long ago?  Or just dreams, wishes, and fantasies?  I don't believe there will ever be a definitive answer, but it is interesting to speculate on.  ? 

[diaprbayb]

[sissydreams]

The original has more chapters, I am sure it is still on here somewhere, but will be a few years ago now

[ComfortablyCrinkly]

On 12/30/2018 at 4:16 PM, sissydreams said:

The original has more chapters, I am sure it is still on here somewhere, but will be a few years ago now

Glad it isn’t just me who recalls the follow up chapters. I’ve searched everywhere for them but cannot find them anywhere ;o(

[puffy_bottom]

here's the whole thing. i don't like the last chapters where it shifts back but the first set of chapters is great

Mommy and I Have a Secret
Part 1

The bell rang for school. I put my backpack on, and followed the crowd down the stairs and out the front door. I walked across the schoolyard and on through the crosswalk into my neighborhood. As I walked towards my house a strange but familiar feeling overcame me. My heart started pounding faster, and I was drenched with a feeling of restlessness. I was counting my steps and I only had two blocks until I would have to walk down her street. I knew I didn't have the luxury of an alternate route home.

As I followed the sidewalk left I could see the white and red house near the end of the street. Every day I take this same walk and every day I hope and pray that she isn't outside. As I walk closer and closer I notice that there isn't any activity at her house, and I think to myself "what a relief". As I walk by the front of her house I barely peek over to see if anyone is home. Just when I think I'm all clear, she is there, gracefully watering her garden on the side of her house. Immediately, she looks up and waves to me.

"Hi Ryan" she exclaims, in a very kind and nurturing, but bubbly voice.

"Hi Miss Eve" I mutter back, with my head slightly down.

She turns off the water and begins to walk towards me. Her long tan legs glide across the grass glistening from the overspray of the hose. Her shoulder length butter blonde hair, shimmering in the sunlight. Her loose white summer tank top accented her amazing cleavage, and just barely covered the curves of her hip line. As she approaches me I look up at her because she was taller than me even without her high heels on. This, among other things, added to her intimidation.

Miss Eve was not married, she didn't have any kids, and I'd never even seen a man at her house. All that said, Miss Eve was incredibly hot, and I knew that she had absolutely no problem attracting men.

"How was your day sweetie?" She asked.

"It was ok" I said, trying to avoid eye contact.

"Just ok?" She asked.

"Yea, I'm just kind of tired" I replied.

"Maybe someone needs a little nap?” she said.

"Well, I, uh, think I have some homework to do" I quickly responded.

"Oh ok, well I really need some help with something that won't take long at all".

I looked around frantically, trying to come up with an excuse that would let me continue my walk home. As I tried to think of anything, she leaned down closer to my ear and with a very direct but loving whisper asked "Are you gonna come be Mommy's little helper?”

As I started to blush she held out her hand, and I reluctantly reached out to touch her soft fingers. She grabbed my hand and escorted me up the front stairs and through the door as the panic inside me continued to build. The door closed behind us and I was once again trapped in her house.

"I appreciate this very much" she said.

"What do you need help with?" I asked.

She turns to the side to reveal a few large cardboard boxes. "This is a large order of diapers I placed online for a boy that I babysit for, they just showed up today" she said. As the word 'diaper' left her lips, my excitement level went up immediately, and Miss Eve knew this.

"Oh ok" I said "Do you need help moving the boxes?” trying to mask my curiosity of what kind of diapers they were.

She laughed, "No silly, since they were purchased online I had to estimate a size, so I want to make sure they will fit him."

Confused, I asked "So how would I be able to help you with that?"

She smiled, "You are about his same size, so I was hoping you would try some on to make sure they fit."

Panic continued to swell inside me because I knew where this was going.

"Um, I don't really have time for this right now," I explained.

I started to turn for the front door when she walked right into my escape path.

"Now Ry, honey, Mommy really needs your help with this," she said in her loving voice.

"But I can't today. I have too many things to do," I explained.

As she looked at me with her gorgeous blue eyes she leaned down towards me "I would definitely agree, but I think you need to help Mommy first so I don't have to tell anyone about our little secret".

My heart suddenly dropped, and I realized that she was not asking me to do this. The ‘secret’ she was referring to was more like our history, as this was not the first time I had been in this house.

It all started about a year ago, when I acted on an impulse, and found a way to divulge in my pure love of disposable diapers. I'm not referring to ones meant for old people; I'm talking about toddler diapers. The ones that are loud, crinkly, and stretchy, with fun stickers on the front. The same ones that when you open a bag, your nostrils are filled with that sweet diaper perfume scent. I usually don't have money, or a good way of discretely purchasing something like a package of diapers.

So one day, I thought up a plan to create a fake scavenger hunt and have a diaper be one of the items on the list. I took my list to a couple of houses and received no answer at the door. I was about to give up and I knocked on one last house and this just happened to be where Miss Eve lived. Well, from the moment she answered the door, I was under her command and she took full advantage of this. She was incredibly beautiful, very kind, but also very manipulative. The first time she answered her door and I had told her about that special item on my list somehow she knew that it was really meant for me. Instead of simply saying no, or just handing me a diaper, she invited me inside.

Now I’m guessing she only had diapers because she would babysit, but there is no way to know for sure. That day she diapered me herself, and made me use it right there in front of her. I remember that day clearly and how embarrassed I felt about being forced to use a diaper, but I also remember how much I loved being under her control. After I did as I was told she even checked to make sure I wasn't lying. Then, she changed me into a fresh diaper, and sent me on my way. I was told to come see "Mommy" at any time.

I tried to forget about the incident, but immediately fell in love with the diapers she provided. From the waistband, to the stretchy leg cuffs, to my loud crinkly waddle, I was addicted. The smell of these diapers was wildly intoxicating. After that incident, I realized I didn't like actually using my diaper, but I found out very quickly that I didn’t make the rules, Mommy does. A couple of months later I was practically sprinting home from school to use the bathroom. Miss Eve stopped me and insisted that I use the one in her house. When I finally made it, the door was locked and I was told to use the one upstairs.

When I opened the door I was amazed to find a complete nursery, with stacks of diapers, a large changing table, and even a crib. Miss Eve had followed me upstairs and locked the door behind us. She restrained me on the changing table and made it clear that I wasn’t going to make it to the big boy bathroom. She put a pink crinkly diaper on me and adjusted my posture so that she had a perfect view of when I couldn't hold it any longer. She told me that if I was a "good boy" and made a "poopy diaper for Mommy" she would let me go.

I tried to hold out as long as I could but she waited patiently, and checked my diaper several times. Trying to hold back with all of my might she watched while the lump formed under my bottom, and the front of my dry diaper slowly saturated with warmth. After telling me what a good boy I had been, she said that I was to be punished for trying to use a bathroom in Mommy's house. She pulled me over her knee and spanked me on the back of my pink girly diaper.

That day she did send me home, but not before one last squeeze of my diapered messy bottom, and a very seductive whisper, "Mommy hopes to see you again very soon."

That day I remember the feeling of helplessness I had and how she could make me do whatever she wanted to. I couldn’t help but love her amazing diapers, her nurturing demeanor, and the fact that she was Mommy and I was her good little boy. I found myself wanting to please her either so I could leave and escape the shame of her watching me dirty my diaper, or to get her approval that I was a good boy like she said.

I had been to her house several times and I was usually forced to come in when she was outside as I walked home from school. Regardless of how she would manipulate me to submit to her, the end result was always the same. The look of satisfaction on her face and the warm mess inside of my diaper meant that Mommy was happy and my secret was safe. I hated that she knew about my diaper fascination because I felt like she was always teasing me about it. Sometimes, I would walk home with other kids in my class and we would see her and she would specifically say hi only to me. Other times, her diaper bag would be sitting on the porch with a diaper sticking out as if it were bait to lure me in.

About a month ago, she took the embarrassment of what I was to do for her to a whole new level. I saw her that Saturday morning at the grocery store. She was extra nice to me that morning and offered a ride back to the neighborhood. To avoid a long walk back I agreed and we left. When we arrived she insisted that I stay for milk and cookies. I love cookies and since I had nothing to do I decided I would stay for a little bit.

She said that it would be a little while so I could lie down on the couch and watch TV. As I laid there, I wondered if this was some plan of hers to get me in another messy situation. I could hear her gathering baking utensils in the kitchen as I slowly dozed off. I awoke from my nap and immediately realized I was no longer on the couch. Surrounded by tall wooden banisters, I recognized that the jail cell I was sitting in was a baby's crib, but big enough for me. Was I still at Miss Eve's? How long did I sleep for? I wondered. As I tried to roll over to look around I noticed that familiar sweet smell of diapers. The bulk between my legs made it hard to even move, and I knew I was no longer wearing the underwear I put on this morning. I rolled over onto my stomach and I could hear the rustle of my thick diaper underneath my blue onesie.

Suddenly, I had a need to use the bathroom. I laid my head down for a second thinking that I had to get out of here. I was able to pull myself up so that I could stand. Just as I did, a beautiful woman walked in the room. She was about medium height with short dark brown hair and stunning green eyes. I noticed her creamy white legs and how well her chest filled out her shirt.

"Hi there" She exclaimed in a very loving and giggly tone. Before I had a chance to respond she left the room and I heard her say "He is awake".

I stood trying to listen to what was being said when suddenly Miss Eve walked into the room. As she pulled her cooking apron over her head she tossed it on the railing of this very large crib.

"Hi sleepy head" she gleamed. Her red t-shirt was squeezing her breasts together as she looked at me like this is normally how I take a nap.

"What is going on? Why am I in this thing?" I cried.

"Because I didn't want my little boy having an accident on Mommy's couch and so I can keep an eye on you" she whispered with an evil smile.

My need to go to the bathroom started to increase.

"But you have other people here" I whined.

"Sweetie, those are Mommy's friends from out of town. I told them about what a good boy you could be and they wanted to see".

"But you promised!"

"Awe, honey, it is still our little secret, Jenny, and Brandi live very far away and will probably never see you again. I promise our secret is safe," she said reassuringly. "Did you have a good nap?" she asked as she leaned down to unbutton the bottom snaps of the onesie.

She gently turned me around and lifted the back flap of my pajamas. "Let’s check that diaper of yours".

I could feel as she squeezed the back of my diaper together at the leg cuffs. Then she used the palm of her hand to smush the diaper up against my bottom and test the consistency. Finally, she had one more test and I felt a hint of cold air as she pulled the top of the diaper away from my skin to peek down the back.

"All dry!" she said.

I was reminded of my urge to get to a toilet, and soon. Suddenly, it became too much and I winced with my knees in, holding the front of my diaper. I knew it was a mistake because Miss Eve noticed and smiled.

"I really need to blow my nose, can I go to the bathroom?" I quickly asked.

"Now I know you got a spankin for trying to go to the bathroom once before, are you wanting another one, or are you just needing Mommy's attention?" she asked as sweet as can be.

"But I want to get down!" I fussed.

"Is that all?" she asked. "Well I do believe you know what Mommy wants in order to make that happen, don't you?”

Without even thinking I looked down and slowly nodded yes while I put my thumb in my mouth and started to suckle. She leaned down so she was face to face with me and pulled my chin up gently.

"Are you gonna be a good boy for Mommy and her friends and make a stinky poopy diaper?“

She said it as if she already knew the answer. I nodded yes.

As if I had no choice she said, "Mommy can guess it's probably gonna be a soggy diaper too," (as I was) still sucking my thumb. I nodded in agreement.

"Good boy, now let's take off that onesie so we can see what a mess you make."

She pulled the clothing off and pulled a t-shirt over my head. The shirt just barely covered the first row of teddy bears on the front of my diaper. Again, my sensation that signaled I should head to the bathroom got stronger and I didn't have much time. I had to figure out a way to get out of this crib, and quickly, or I was going to fill my thick diaper while Mommy and her friends watched. Mommy left the room and a different girl walked in, and I decided I couldn't hold it any longer. I grabbed the wooden pegs of the crib. I was facing the wall out of sheer embarrassment. I squatted slightly in hopes of keeping the mess in one spot in the back of the diaper and not all over me.

"Eve!" the girl called out.

"Are you goin potty?" Mommy said as she walked in the room.

"Uh huh" I said as I started to lose control and push. I could feel the diaper area around my bottom slowly move away as I forced a mushy mess into the back of my diaper.

"What a good boy!" Mommy said and I felt a hand gently mash the lump under my bottom. "Ok let's see the front," she said as she turned me around.

I sucked my thumb, and gave in. The warm flood soaked the front of the diaper and it was immediately apparent how bad I had to go.

"Oh my, what a soggy diaper this is," Mommy said as she squeezed the bottom front of the saturated disposable.

I was done, and too embarrassed to look at Mommy and her pretty friends. I tried to turn away ever so carefully so as not to make a bigger mess than I already had.

I heard Mommy ask "Did you want some milk and cookies?" and I told her I did.

She came back in and put a plate of chocolate cookies down. Then, she leaned down with that evil smile and said, "Maybe you should sit and eat them" knowing how much I was avoiding what was in the seat of the stinky diaper.

Before I could react she picked me up under my arms and slowly sat me down. I could feel the gooey firmness of my mess smear all over my bottom and even squeeze between my legs. The damage was done, so I just sat and ate my snack. When I was done Mommy walked in.

"Oh my, I think somebody has a poopy diaper!" she exclaimed.

She stood me back on my feet gave another squeeze in the back and peeked into a leg cuff just to make sure.

"Does my little boy need his diaper changed?"

I nodded.

"Mommy has to clean up the kitchen, so I will be back ok?”

Just as I was starting to get upset, the same brown haired girl from before came in the room with a diaper and a tub of wipes in her hand. Embarrassed, I backed away from the front of the crib.

"Hi pumpkin, don't be shy. I'm Jenny and I'm here to make it all better, now let's get you out of that dirty diaper" she said.

She laid me down and pushed my shirt up exposing the soggy bulge in the front. As she pulled the tapes back I started to yawn. I closed my eyes while she changed me. Once she was done she closed the crib and I took a nap. I woke up a bit later and I was allowed to leave.

Since that time I have been trying to come up with excuses of why I cannot come in. Miss Eve usually gets her way though because of my secret diaper love.

As I realized again where I was, standing there in front of the boxes of diapers, she asked again, "So are you gonna be a big helper for Mommy?"

I hesitated for a second.

"How about we make a deal?" she asked. "You help Mommy by trying on a couple of diapers, and if you can stay completely dry by the time we are done you will be free to go".

"Is that just for today?" I asked.

"Nope, you won't ever have to come see Mommy if you don't want to".

"Ok, but what's the other part of the deal?" unsure of why I even wished to know.

"If during our fitting you have to use your diapy and you can't stay dry, you will have to do whatever Mommy says, and come inside whenever I ask".

I swallowed nervously, and agreed. This is my chance, I thought, to stop allowing her to control me. Plus, I didn't need to go to the bathroom so I shouldn't have any trouble staying dry.

She went into the kitchen, "Are you thirsty? I have some juice".

I kind of needed something to drink but I knew it couldn't be too much.

"Sure, I'll have a little" I said and she brought me out a glass.

I slowly drank as she started to open one of the boxes. She pulled back the flaps and that magical smell filled the room. She pulled out a diaper that looked very familiar and I'm pretty sure I had worn one before at her house.

"Ok sweetie, come lay down for Mommy."

I did as I was told hoping this would be the last time. She pulled off my pants and underwear and slid the diaper under my bottom. She pulled the front up between my legs and taped both sides.

"All done, now stand up so Mommy can see".

As I got to my feet I felt something. I had to go to the bathroom. I was determined to forget about the sensation and make it through this dry. I could feel her behind me grabbing, and pulling at the diaper to check the snugness.

"Well those fit great!" she said gleefully.

"Uh huh," I commented holding back the pressure that was building inside.

"Why don't we go upstairs to try on the others, that way if they are ok, I can put them away now."

I wasn't going to make it upstairs, but I couldn't let her know.

"Go on up and wait for me honey, Mommy will be up in a second to try on the next one".

I practically sprinted up the stairs to try and figure out what I should do. I looked for a place to hide but there was nothing. Finally I realized that I had no other option. I stood next to the crib and watched in the mirror as the back of my diaper started to stick out further and further. The smell immediately filled the room and I knew I was caught. After that I figured there was no point in hiding so I went potty too filling up my once dry diaper. I just stood there, waiting to face Mommy and accept my fate. The door slowly opened, and there she stood as the smell immediately gave me away. She slowly walked over to me and kneeled down so she was at eye level.

"Do you have something to tell Mommy?" she asked.

I nodded as I put my head down and started to suck my thumb.

"And what would that be?" she asked.

I pulled my thumb out and looked at her, "I made a poopy diaper".

"Yes, you did, just like a good boy, what a stinky poopy diapy," she said happily. "From looking at the front I would say that diaper is anything but dry honey."

I nodded in agreement.

"Well Mommy can definitely smell it, but let's just be sure shall we?"

She stood up and leaned over me. She took her hand and slowly but firmly smushed the back of the diaper spreading the warm mess all over me. Then she pulled the back away to peek.

"My goodness" She said. "You weren't able to stay dry" she said in a very tragic and disappointing tone.

"I tried Mommy!" I explained.

"I know you did, but since you couldn't, Mommy will be in charge going forward. I think it's time for your nap honey, can you be a big helper and get Mommy what she needs to change your stinky diaper?"

"Yea" I said.

"Good boy, I'm gonna need some wipes, some powder, and a fresh diaper, feel free to grab a new diaper out of the box" she said.

"I thought those were for the boy you babysit" I replied.

She smiled "Sweetie, that boy is you. I knew you couldn't stay dry, so all of those wonderful diapers are yours, and Mommy will make sure they get used."

I went and grabbed the supplies she had requested. When I got back, she was sitting on the floor waiting for me.

"What a good little helper, come to Mommy” as she patted the floor in front of her. “Since you did so good we are going to get you out of that messy thing right now.”

I didn't say anything. She laid me down and slowly pulled back the tapes. I started to suck my thumb and slowly fell asleep knowing that I would be staying here for quite some time.

Part 2

It was another sunny day as I left school. As I started walking into the neighborhood, I noticed that I wasn’t as nervous as I normally was for my walk home. It could’ve been because it was Friday, or I could’ve been because I was no longer scared about seeing Miss Eve. After the last time I saw her, and it was determined that I would have to do what she says, whenever she says it, I had come to accept my fate to be her good little diaper boy.

As I got to her house, I noticed the trunk of her car opened. She walked out from the garage, and I noticed she was somewhat sweaty. She was wearing a short skirt with white and pink flowers, and a black tank top. She always looked like she was ready for company.

“Hi there” she said as her eyes lit up.

“Hi Miss Eve” I said back, curious as to what she was doing.

She looked at me like she was waiting for something else.

“Hi Mommy” I said quietly as I peeked around to make sure no one was within hearing distance.

Her look quickly changed to one of approval.

“Good boy” she exclaimed as if I should know better than to call her Miss Eve.

“What are you doing?” I asked.

“Mommy just got home from the store, but it looks like I need to run back quickly for something I forgot”.

“Oh ok, well you sound pretty busy so I won’t keep you” I said.

“I’m never too busy for my good boy” she quickly replied. “How about you run an errand with Mommy?”

Knowing I didn’t have a choice, I accepted the offer. “Ok, I will go”

“When was the last time you had to go potty?” she asked.

“A couple of hours ago, why?” I asked.

“Well you know Mommy’s rule, no bathroom” she said.

“I know” I said, looking down in embarrassment.

“Let’s go inside for a minute to make sure we won’t have any accidents at the store” she said as she held out her hand.

I grabbed her delicate fingers and she walked me inside her house. We didn’t get to far inside when she closed the door behind us.

“Ok, now lay down for Mommy so we can get that cute little bottom diapered” she said, very excited.

I laid down and started to suck my thumb. She gently unbuttoned my jeans and slid my pants and underwear off, but kept my t-shirt on.

“Look what Mommy has!” she exclaimed as she held up a crinkly blue disposable with little rainbows on the front.

I gave an approving “mmm” between thumb sucks.

She slid the diaper under me, and pulled it up between my legs. She taped each side and then gave me a loving pat on the front.

“How cute you look” she said as she inspected the fit.

“Now I know this is our secret, so if you don’t want anyone to know, you have to walk slowly so that people can’t hear this very crinkly diaper when we are at the store” she said.

I nodded that I understood.

She picked me up and I straightened my legs so I could stand. Then she reached over to grab my jeans. I held onto her shoulder as she helped me put each foot into each pant leg. I was looking down her tank top admiring her amazing breasts when she looked up and caught me. I expected a comment but she just smiled.

She slowly pulled my jeans up my legs. As she went to pull them over my bottom there was a slight snag as the bulge in the back of my diaper caught the jeans. She pulled them up and over and then they were on.

I had never wore jeans over my diaper before and I could feel as the diaper was squeezed ever so close to my skin.

“All set?” she asked.

Still sucking my thumb, I nodded that I was good.

We got in the car, and drove to the store. As I got out of the car, I noticed my heartbeat started to escalate, and I realized that I was going into public with a diaper on. I had to remember what Eve said and just walk slow so I wouldn’t give myself away. She got out of the car and waited for me with her hand out. I grabbed hold and we walked in together.

When we got inside we started walking towards the non-edible items and I felt something. I had to go to the bathroom. I knew that Miss Eve expected me to use what was underneath my jeans, but I was terrified of having someone else in the store know what I did. When we finally stopped walking, I looked up and noticed that we were in the baby aisle. More specifically we were standing in front of the baby wipes. As Miss Eve looked over the prices and brands I gently tugged on her arm.

“What is it sweetie?” she asked.

“I, kinda have to go” I said, slightly embarrassed.

“We are almost done, and then we will go, I promise” she said reassuringly.

“No” I replied, “I mean I have to go potty”.

“You do?!” she asked, very excited. “Well, it’s a good thing you have that thirsty diaper on, isn’t it?” she said.

She leaned down next to me and whispered “Is someone going to make a poopy diaper for Mommy?”

I nodded with a disappointed face.

“Well that’s Ok, let’s just wait for it to happen shall we?”

Before I could say anything she reached her hand into the back of my pants. I could feel her gentle touch cupping the back of my diaper.
Unable to hold it any longer I slightly arched my back and began to push. As I lost control the warm mess rolled off the back of the diaper and created an enormous lump in the seat of my pants.

“Oh my goodness” Mommy exclaimed, and I could feel her hand squeeze the lump as she waited until I was finished.

“All done?” she asked as she slowly stood back up.

I shook my head to let her know there was more.

“Ok, well go ahead and finish up so we can go” she said, very pleased with what had happened.

I stood there and let the front of the diaper fill with warmth. When I was done, I looked up at her and she knew we could go.

She grabbed a large tub of wipes, “We will need these for sure” she said, smiling at me.

She took my hand and we walked to the check out counter. Each step I took I could feel the mess spreading more and more.
As we stood in line, I noticed that was a very pretty lady in front of me. When we walked up behind her she turned around and looked at me, and then up at Miss Eve, and she just smiled.

Miss Eve walked in front of me to put the wipes on the counter and the lady mentioned something to her that I couldn’t make out.
I waited patiently as we checked out but inside I was getting anxious because I knew the smell of what was in my diaper was seeping out for the rest of the store to smell.

We were finally done and I followed Miss Eve outside.

“What did that lady say to you?” I asked curiously.

“She told me that it was a good thing that I had purchased the big tub of wipes, because she could smell your stinky diaper” she said with a giggle.

I blushed.

“She asked if she could check your diaper too” I looked up at her and she could tell I was alarmed. “Not to worry, I assured her that Mommy had it under control, and we were leaving right now to get you out of that poopy diaper” she said as she patted me on the head.

We got in the car as I tried to sit down as lightly as possible.

“Poor baby” she said. “You made such a mess in that diaper, it’s a good thing Mommy put you in one”. “We’re going home right now to change you” she said in her loving tone.

By the time we arrived, her car was filled with the smell of stinky diapers, or at least one stinky diaper.

We went inside and I was ready to get my diaper changed.

“Lay down for Mommy” she said as she rubbed my back.

I laid down on my back and she undid my pants.

“Now roll over so we can see what a good boy you were” she said happily.

I rolled over onto my stomach and I could feel as she slowly tugged my pants off over my bottom. My legs felt a chill as they were exposed to the air.

“Well at least Mommy knows this is a good diaper because I don’t see any leaks” she said.
“I just want to check your diaper really quick ok honey?”

“Uh huh” I said.

She gently patted my bottom and even gave it a little squeeze. I could feel a slight chill as she pulled back one of the legs cuffs to take a peek.

“Look at this poopy diaper!” she exclaimed. “What a good boy you are for Mommy!”

I felt a wave of satisfaction overcome me knowing that I had been good for her and she was happy.

“Mommy is going to get a fresh diaper for you and I will be right back, ok?” she asked.

I nodded and started to suck my thumb. I heard her walk upstairs and I slowly fell asleep, ready for my nap...

Part 3

Eventually, Mommy decided she had to move due to her job. I never did find out exactly what she did, but we did have a couple more times where she made me come inside to be her good boy. I was quite sad the day she left. I remembered her gently stroking the top of my head and telling me how much fun she had with me. She told me that she hoped we would see each other again someday. She packed up her things and just like that she was gone.

Years passed by, I grew up, and went to college out of state. I tried as hard as I could to bury my diaper desires and all thoughts of Mommy Eve. As I got older, I would notice things that would remind me of her. Seeing a boy have his diaper checked at the mall, or watching a Mom walk her child to the airport bathroom with a diaper and a travel pack of wipes had my dreaming about Miss Eve.

One day, I decided it was time. I missed the comfort of a Mommy to change my diaper, so I got online to see if I could find someone who could help me with my emptiness. To my surprise, I found all sorts of different nurseries that were run by Mommies. I looked at every one I could find, but with each one I saw I was running into the same problem. Every Mommy had one common rule and that was “No messy diapers”. I was repeatedly disappointed by this because I knew the only way for me to recapture that feeling of helplessness was to be given permission to fill up my diaper.

Every day I search more and more nurseries to see if I could find a Mommy who would let me use my diaper what it was intended for.

One day, as I surfed the net, I stumbled upon a website called Mommy’s Little Helper. Initially, I was very interested because I found that the location was only a few hours from where I lived. As I checked out the nursery pictures and information I noticed a couple of things. First, there were no pictures of Mommy, and second, there were no rules that banned a poopy diaper.

“This could be the place” I thought.

I decided to send the Mommy of this nursery an email just to get more information. In my email, I asked about a picture of Mommy and if she had any rules permitting stinky diapers. Within a couple of days I had received my reply:

Hi Baby Ryan,
First, I do thank you very much for your inquiry about coming to see Mommy. To answer your questions, Mommy does not provide a picture for privacy reasons. Mommy is a very successful business woman who can’t risk her professional career by displaying pictures of her on this site. To answer your second question, what fun would a session together be without a poopy diaper? Mommy actually prefers them to wet ones. Hopefully we can play together soon.

Mommy

Her response had me very interested. I wrote her back and decided to setup a visit. I had been distant from diapers for so long that I wanted to be completely engulfed so I booked Mommy and the nursery for an entire weekend. We got everything squared away and scheduled my visit for a couple of weeks out. I was told I didn’t need to bring anything with me other than my imagination, and trust.

As the weeks slowly passed by, my visit was all I could think about. As the date crept closer, I started to get nervous.

“What if this is a trick?”, “Am I really going to divulge my secret diaper love to a stranger?” I thought.

So many thoughts went through my head and the closer I got to seeing Mommy, the more anxious I became.

The day had finally come. It was Friday and I left my house at around Noon. As I drove, my head was spinning, I didn’t know what to expect.

I finally arrived, and I was sitting out in front of the house in my car, mentally preparing myself for what was about to happen. I had envisioned some sort of daycare center, but this nursery was just another house in a neighborhood.

I got out of the car and slowly walked up the front steps, looking around to see if anyone was watching me.

I knocked on the door, and waited.

Just as I thought my heart couldn’t beat any faster the door slowly opened.

Standing there in the doorway was a taller woman. As I slowly started to look up at her I noticed her long creamy legs, squeezed together by a skirt. She was wearing what looked like a nurse’s apron. Her breasts were bulging from the sides of her shirt.

As I looked up to see her face, my heart melted.

“Eve?!!” I exclaimed, puzzled.

“Oh my” she said, almost as if she already knew it was me.

It was her, my long lost Mommy, and by some crazy circumstance, I was back on her front porch, wanting to come in.

“Well this is quite a surprise for Mommy” she said, again speaking as if she knew I would be here.

Her hair was shorter, but she looked absolutely gorgeous, even hotter than I had remembered.

“Well come on in darling” she said as she moved aside to allow my entrance.

I was speechless.

“What’s wrong honey?” she asked in her nurturing tone.

“I uh, didn’t expect to be seeing you today” I said.

“Well it has been a very long time, and I see that you’re all grown up, but Mommy is very happy to see you.”

I was much younger when we had seen each other, but she still talked to me like she did back then.

“I see based on the information that you sent me that we have all weekend together, is that true?” she asked.

“Yeah” I nodded.

“Well what are we waiting for then honey?” she asked me.
I was unsure of what to say, “Eve, how have you been?” I asked.

She looked at me as if I was in trouble, “Honey, I know you didn’t come to see me to catch up on old times. You came to see Mommy and let her take care of you. So we are going to lay down rule number one right now.”

“What’s that?” I asked, somewhat frightened that I had.

“Anytime I’m not referred to as ‘Mommy’ you are going to get a spankin”.

“Ok” I said.

“Let me show you to your room” she said as she held out her hand for me to grab hold.

I followed her upstairs and she opened a large wooden door. As I walked inside I noticed an enormous nursery. That sweet smell of diapers, and wipes was overpowering, and brought me great excitement. Besides the crib and changing table, there was also a large wooden X-frame, and what looked like a long padded bench.

As I looked around, I couldn’t help but notice, something was missing.

I looked up at her and she just smiled. She walked over to the closet, and opened the door.

“I told you that you didn’t need to bring anything” she said, with a smile.

As I looked up in the closet I noticed towers of diapers. She had just about every disposable diaper you could imagine, and each one smelled of that glorious perfume.

As I started to breathe in the sweet scent she closed the door, as if she knew just how to tease me.

“Are you ready for rule number two?” she asked.

I nodded.

“No big boy clothes unless Mommy puts them on you, is that understood?” she asked.

“Ok” I said.

“Oh honey, we are going to have so much fun!” she exclaimed.

Before I could say anything, she started pulling my shirt over my head, and my pants down around my ankles.

“The last time I saw you, you were much smaller” she said, “But I doubt you’ve forgotten how to be a good boy for Mommy”.

Soon enough, I was completely naked.

“Come here” she said, as she took my hand and led me to the padded bench.

She instructed me to lie down, face first on the pad, and close my eyes.

I did as I was told and as I lied still I could feel fuzzy cuffs tightened around my hands.
“Ok, you can see now” she said.

I opened my eyes only to find that I was restrained to this bench. She had moved a mirror next to me so I could see myself. My hands were cuffed to each side of the bench with my naked butt hanging off the back.

“This is Mommy’s spanking bench, honey” she said in a warm and loving tone.

“I don’t need a spanking though” I said.

“Oh Honey, don’t you remember what rule number one was?” she asked in a sympathetic voice.

“Yea but…” I started to argue, “No buts sweetie, well maybe just yours” she giggled.

“Now you have been away from Mommy for far too long so I have to be sure you won’t forget about the first rule again” she said.

“Are you going to forget?” she asked.

“No” I said quietly.

“SLAP!”

I felt a sting on my bottom as she spanked me with her paddle. It stung, but somehow I could feel her nurturing care. It was a firm spanking, but not cruel.

“Mommy didn’t hear you” she said.

“I won’t forget” I said as I watched her stand behind me in the mirror with her paddle.

“SLAP!”

I got another one.

“You won’t forget what sweetie?” she asked as if she had pity for me.

“SLAP!”

There was another.

“I won’t forget Mommy” I said as I felt myself take a step towards submitting to her.

“Are you sure?” she asked.

Before I could respond, there was another “SLAP!”

My butt was hurting now and I realized that she meant business.

Louder than before, I exclaimed “I promise I won’t forget Mommy!”

“SLAP!” she gave me one more.

“There’s my good boy, well almost” she said with a smile.
“Mommy is going to do some baking for her good boy so I think it is time for you to take a nap” she said.

I was happy to be done with my spanking, so I nodded that I was ready for my nap.

“Let’s get you ready to go sleepy” she said as she uncuffed me from the spanking bench.

She took my hand as we walked over to the changing table. I climbed on top a slowly laid on my red bottom.

She opened a drawer underneath and pulled out diaper rash cream, powder, and a crinkly disposable diaper. She placed the diaper under me, smeared some cream on my bottom and sprinkled powder all over inside my diaper. She pulled up the front and taped each side.

“These diapers fit you so well” she said, very happily.

She sat me up and put a white t-shirt on me.

“It gets hot sometimes and I don’t want my baby to get all sweaty so you can take a nap in just your shirt and diaper ok?”

“Ok” I nodded.

She grabbed my hand and walked me to the crib. I climbed up inside and laid down on top of all the pillows.

“Ok sweetie, Mommy is going to bake. You just lie here and take a little nap and I will come wake you up when I am done” she said very lovingly.

I felt myself slowly submit to her even more as I stuck my thumb in my mouth and started to doze.

I hadn’t forgotten what brought me to this nursery, and Mommy was about to remind me………..

Part 4

I slowly started to wake up after taking my nap. The crib was very comfortable. It was big enough to hold me even filled with all sorts of blankets and pillows.

As I laid there on my stomach, I felt a hint of anxiety, as I thought about the spanking that I received. Eve had gotten even more strict since we last spent time together, and I was feeling nervous about what she might make me do this weekend.

My thoughts were interrupted as I heard the door slowly open.

“Uh oh” Eve said as she walked into the room.

I could feel the blanket slowly slide up towards my back and the cold of the air conditioning on my legs.

Gently but firm she mashed the back of my diaper and even gave a couple of light pats between my legs.

“Are you done taking a nappy?” she whispered as she rubbed my back.

Slowly I rolled over to see her and replied shook my head “yea”.

“Honey, it only smells of diapers and powder in here”

I started to blush as she referred to our secret, but then became fearful because I could see the look of annoyance, and concern she had.

“It’s my diaper” I replied.

“Oh yes, I think it is your diapy sweetie, but Mommy wants to know why that’s the only thing she can smell?”

Immediately my heart started to beat and I got the feeling I was in trouble.

“I don’t know” I said.

“Well I think it’s because you forgot how to be my good boy, which is exactly why I have rule number three.”

Before I could even ask she said “Nap time doesn’t end without a poopy diaper”.

“But I don’t have to” I started to exclaim, but before I could finish, “Nap time is over and it doesn’t look like you have been a good boy. I gave you your chance to show Mommy, so it looks like I am going to have to help you darling”

The tone of her voice was so soft, yet so sadistic.

“MMM can you smell the brownies I made?” she asked as if I had never broken rule three.

“Don’t go anywhere” she said with a sexy laugh knowing that I couldn’t get over the bars of my crib.

Her arrogance made my head start to spin with all the things she might possibly do to me.

Within a few minutes, she came back with something in her hand

“Close your eyes and open your mouth honey” she said with a smile.

Not wanting more punishment than I already gotten, I did as I was told. As I closed my mouth an explosion of chocolate occurred on my taste buds. It was absolutely the most incredible brownie I had ever eaten.

“You are such a good boy!” she said, very pleased with my obedience.

“Here you go” as she handed me a small cup of milk.

“You just rest for a few and I will be right back” she said as she took the cup from me.

I laid back down and finished enjoying the rest of my brownie.

A bit later she came back. She started lowering one side of the enormous crib.

She patted on the open edge, “Come sit here with your back to me”

I did as she asked; I could feel her pull back the top of the diaper and check down the back, “Just to be sure” she said.

“Hold still” she requested and I immediately lost my eyesight as she blindfolded me.

She laid me back down into the crib and tugged some warm soft sweatpants up my legs and over my diaper.

“Come on” she took my hand and led me out of the crib. We walked across the room about 20 paces and stopped.

She took my hands and strapped both of them, palms down, to a cushion so they were straight up over my head. I could feel as each of my shins rested against soft padding. I felt pressure against the front of my diaper that caused me to bend and stick my bottom out away from the structure I was now restrained to.

I felt a tug on my waist as she pulled my sweatpants down and over my diapered butt.

I felt the blindfold slowly start to loosen, Eve leaned up to whisper in my ear “Do you want to be a good boy for Mommy?”

I nodded my head.

“You don’t have a choice” she said has she gently kissed my cheek.

I could feel as the top half of whatever I was attached to slowly bent forward. The pressure pushing on my diaper began to give me the sensation to use it.

The blindfold fell and there I was, helpless, awaiting my punishment.

I was strapped to the X-frame. The bottom half of me was perpendicular to the floor. The top half was bent forward at an angle causing the back and bottom of my diaper to stick way out. She had placed mirrors around me so she could see me and I could see what she was doing behind me.

“Now Mommy can watch you be such a good boy” she said.

The problem was that I didn’t have to go, but she was so adamant that I didn’t have a choice in the matter. Then, it hit me, the brownie! I knew it was too good to be true, and immediately I was sure that she had put something in that amazing little square.

As I started to wonder what it was, I could feel my stomach tighten.

She patted my bottom, “I’ve got all weekend to wait pumpkin, so relax and show me that you remember playtime”

“While we are waiting maybe we should discuss rule number four?” she asked, and I hoped that it too had not already been broken.

“You must always get Mommy’s permission to use your diaper” as the list of what I couldn’t do, started to grow.

My stomach started to tighten again and suddenly I felt the need to make a mess in my diaper.

She could see me squirm, “Uh oh, does someone need to use his diapy?”

The urge grew rapidly and I didn’t think I would make it much longer.

“I think that you might have a dirty diaper very soon honey.” She said it with such pity, but I knew it’s what she really wanted.

“Can I?” I asked, not forgetting rule number four.

“Can you what darling?” she said as her anticipation escalated

“I have to go in my diapy” I exclaimed with a panic in my voice.

“Well then you need Mommy to say it’s ok?”

I nodded.

“You could do all kinds of things in your diapy sweetie; I’m not going to allow everything. Can you be more specific for Mommy?” she asked. I could tell she was intentionally making me hold it with her lack of urgency.

“I have to do a poopy diaper” I said as the embarrassment grabbed hold of me.

“Oh no?!” she exclaimed as I could see the sadistic grin on her face.

She came around to the front to look me in the eyes.

I was struggling to hold back what was about to happen.

In such a loving voice “Show me what a good boy you are.”

That was all it took, and I let go. She got up to go back behind me, and I could feel the warm mess smush up against the back of my diaper and gather under my bottom. I pushed uncontrollably until I could feel the sticky heat coming off the lump against my skin.

I could tell that Eve knew what happened “Oh my!” she said “You made such a poopy diaper”

I looked in the mirror to see her standing there behind me. My stinky diaper was on display for her and she loved it. I could feel her hand cup the bulge sticking out under my butt. She gave it a couple of firm pats with her palm to spread the mess around even more.

She unlocked the top part of the frame and slowly stood me straight up. After it was locked into place she came up behind me and grabbed the bulging front part of the diaper.

“You did so good I’m going to let you wet, go ahead sweetie”

I did as I was told and began to flood the diaper. The warmth spread all over inside turning the lump into mud.

“You are a good boy after all” she said as she squeezed the warm sogginess around my crotch.

“I’ll be right back to make it all better” and she left the room.

She came back with an apron on. She was carrying a tub of wipes, a very thick pink diaper, and a white pad. “I smell a stinky diapy” she said, very pleased with me.

She untied me from the X-frame and led me over to the changing table.

She untapped the soiled diaper and cleaned me up. She powdered me and pulled the bulky pink diaper up with the pad inside.

“Do you like your pink diapy?” she asked as she taped it up.

I shook my head no.

“Aww, that’s OK, because Mommy is in charge, and I think you look very cute. Don’t worry, I promise this diaper won’t go dry either” she said with an evil giggle.

“Ok, you have had an exciting afternoon, so I think it’s time for another nap. I will come wake you in a few hours”

She helped me into my crib and I laid down. She locked the gate, “Sleep good darling” and she left them room.

As I started to doze I thought about what she said. All the rules, all the control, I started to wonder what might happen if I truly tried to disobey her. I had the rest of the weekend here, and I felt like some trouble might be in order. I had no idea how sorry I would be.

Part 5

I began to awake from my nap as I could hear things happening downstairs. I rolled over only to feel the warmth between my legs. I looked down to see my soggy pink diaper hugging my waist. It took a moment to even realize that I had wet my diaper while I had been asleep. I laid still for a moment thinking about all the rules Eve had and I was afraid that I might have to get more use out of this pink crinkly diaper before she would even change me. The bedroom door opened, and Eve came in smiling.

“Hi sleepy boy” she said very gently. Her hair was halfway done but I could tell that she was getting ready for something.

As I rubbed my eyes she gave my diaper a light pat.

“I see that someone might need to be changed. We need to get that taken care of before Mommy’s friends arrive” she said with a smile.

She could see the look of puzzlement on my face.

“Oh its ok, Mommy is just having a little costume party with some of her friends for Halloween. You can come downstairs and play but you are going to need a costume sweetheart.”

Immediately I wondered what she planned to make me wear. I began to blush thinking about all of her friends seeing me like this.

“Let’s go ahead and get you changed out of that soggy diapy honey.” She said, so sympathetic.

She helped me onto the changing table and I laid back quietly as she pulled back the tapes. “My big boy wet his diaper didn’t he?” she asked with a smile.

She pulled the pink disposable out from under me, rolled it up, and placed it into the trash can.

She opened the closet doors, “I need to find something cute for you to wear” she said.

“Here we go!” she exclaimed as she pulled out a blue onesie.

She laid it over the railing of the changing table. “Now for the most important part” she said as she began searching for something underneath the table.

I could hear the rustle of diapers, “Perfect!” she said, as she held up a large white disposable diaper with little hearts on the front.

By looking I could tell that it was very bulky, and I had a feeling that it wouldn’t be easily hid from the strangers at the party.

She unfolded it and grabbed my ankles, pulling my bottom off the surface of the table. She slid the diaper underneath and reached for the powder. After a heavy dusting of baby power she pulled the front up and taped both sides snugly.

“Very cute!” she said, apparently extremely proud of my outfit.

“Sit up for mommy” she ordered as she slid the onesie over my head.

She gently pushed me back down, and snapped the bottom half squeezing the diaper even closer to my skin.

“Ok, all done, let’s see!” she exclaimed.

She helped me off of the table and took my hand, walking me over to the mirror.

The soft onesie did nothing at all to hide the diaper. The plastic frills of the leg cuffs were spilling out of the sides and the bulge in the back was sure not to be a secret.

As I began to think of the embarrassment I was about to suffer I started to get upset.

Eve noticed immediately, “Aww darling, it’s ok, I promise that everyone else will also have a costume so don’t feel like you are going to be the only one.”

“Mommy has another rule for you” she said with a threatening look.

“You don’t get to speak to anyone tonight and just to make sure I’ve got one last thing for you”

She held up a blue pacifier and before I could say a word she stuck it in my mouth and fastened it around my neck, making it impossible to spit out.

“All better?” she asked, knowing what my answer would be.

I nodded my head to show her I understood.

“Come on” she said as she grabbed my hand and we walked downstairs.

As we walked into the living room I realized what woke me from my nap. There was a big playpen filled with pillows and blankets.

“Mommy has to be a good host so you are going to have to stay in here until it’s time to go night night” she said.

She picked me up underneath my arms and gently placed me in the enclosure.

The floor of the pen was so soft and comfy on my feet. The walls, taller than I was, were made of a mesh net-like material.

“Alright pumpkin, Mommy’s guests will be here soon, so you just take a little nap, and I will wake you up later” she said as if I didn’t have a choice.

She waited for me to obey and I laid down on a pillow, pulling a blanket over me. I was sure to cover my face hopefully to spare myself some embarrassment.

Part 6

I dozed off and woke up to the sound of ladies talking and frequent pats on my bottom.

“Let’s check his diaper”, “I want to be the first to change him”, “Hopefully you have wipes”.

I did my best to stay still so they would think I was asleep and I wouldn’t have to face them. I heard Eve direct everyone into the basement, “Come on girls, let him sleep, we can play with him later”.

Suddenly it was quiet again but I could hear the sound of music coming from the basement. I was thankful that the party was away from me.

As I began to doze off again I felt a gentle hand rub my back. “What a good boy” I heard Eve say.

I slowly looked up at her and she kneeled down closer. “Don’t think I forgot that you broke a rule today. I am going to let that one slide, but if someone doesn’t have a poopy diaper when Mommy comes back he is going to be sorry.”

I knew in the tone of her voice that she was not joking.

“I’ll be back to check” she said as she left.

I began to feel uneasy and suddenly I was no longer tired. What did she plan to do? As I laid there the sensation grew. Was it my nerves? No, I felt the pressure begin to build and I knew that I would have to go, and soon.

I started to panic. Do I fill my diaper and risk the embarrassment of a stinky mess, or do I hold on and risk facing the wrath of Eve.

Five minutes went by, and then ten, until finally I couldn’t bear it any longer. I looked around to see if anyone was upstairs. I was all alone, and now was my chance.

I squatted down and just let it happen. I pushed out a poopy mess into the back of the diaper. There was so much, and it was firm enough to push the diaper out and away from my bottom. After I finished, I wet, and soaked the front, enjoying the warm sensation as it came over me.

Not wanting to make a bigger mess I gently laid on my side, with my blanket, sucking the permanent pacifier in my mouth.

Suddenly I heard giggling, and I knew someone was coming upstairs.

“Uh oh” Eve said and the blanket was slowly pulled off of me.

I looked up, eager to show her what I had done and hopefully get changed before everyone at the party knew, but I was wrong; it wasn’t Eve standing outside of the playpen.

As our eyes met, the incredibly hot woman smiled. “Hi sweetie!” she said. “Do you remember me?” she asked.

I thought hard for a minute, how does she know me? Finally, I shook my head no.

“It’s me Jenny; I changed your dirty diapy once before when you stayed with Mommy Eve”

Now I remembered, and she was so kind and gentle. It was one of Eve’s friends who happened to be over at her house, the same time I was.

“Come here pumpkin” she said as sweet as can be.

I stood up and slowly walked over to her. She looked amazing, and I was sure that her costume was a ‘hot librarian’. Her curly brown hair pulled back with a pencil to keep it in place. She had a silk blouse that presented a terrific display of her breasts, practically spilling out of her top. She also had on a black skirt, just long enough to work for the outfit, but not too much as to cover up her beautiful legs.

I walked to the edge of the playpen where she waited. As I got close to her another girl came up the stairs and stood next to her. Not knowing what was going on I slowly backed away.

“It’s ok” Jenny said, reassuring me, “this is Nicole”

“Hi handsome!” Nicole exclaimed.

She was wearing a nurse’s outfit made of a shiny vinyl. As she placed her hands on the wall of the playpen I noticed her long white vinyl gloves. She had on white vinyl boots going all the way up to her mid thigh. Her curly blonde hair was also pulled back and she too had breasts that were barely inside of her top. I could see her tan legs between her short blue vinyl skirt and her boots.

“Come here” Jenny said once again.

I slowly came back towards the edge of the playpen and just as I did, Jenny leaned down close to me.

“Do you have something to tell me?” she asked.

I shook my head ‘no’ remembering what Eve said. I needed her to come see what I did so I could be a good boy and not get in trouble.

“Do you have a stinky diaper?” Jenny asked. Nicole stood smiling, waiting for me to respond.

I hesitated for a moment, and then again shook my head ‘no’. I knew that the smell filled the room and I wasn’t fooling anyone, but I couldn’t risk facing Eve with a dry diaper.

“Well I think you might not be telling me the truth, so why don’t we just go find out for ourselves shall we?” she said very lovingly.

I expected her to go get Eve, but she didn’t. She picked me up out of the playpen, took my hand, and we began to walk upstairs. I looked back and Nicole was following right behind us.

She opened the door to the nursery and guided me to the spanking bench.

“Let me help you” she said very gently laying me down.

She had me lay face down the length of the padded bench. She restrained my hands to the lower pads in front of me. The strong, but soft, cuffs ensured I wasn’t going anywhere. I turned my head to see the mirror. My bottom stuck out of the end of the bench and my legs just hung freely.

Jenny came around to the front so I could see her, and Nicole stayed behind me.

“I think you do have a mess in that diaper, and we are going to find out together” Jenny said as she smiled at Nicole.

I could feel Nicole squeeze the back of the diaper ever so gently. I heard as she unsnapped the buttons at the bottom of the onesie, and slid the material up past the top of my diaper. Staring at me, Jenny just smiled with an evil grin.

She walked back behind me with Nicole. “Uh oh!” she said as I knew what she was seeing. “We’ve got two issues here darling, a poopy diaper, and a young man who was not honest with me” Jenny said.

As I looked again at the mirror the bulky disposable was in plain view for them to inspect. The mess I had made was firm to where it brought the back of the diaper to a rounded point.

“Show me” Jenny ordered Nicole.

The hot nurse pulled back one of the leg gatherers for a closer look. Jenny slid her hand between my legs from the back, cupping my crotch and giving it a firm squeeze, “He’s wet too” she told Nicole.

“You’ve got such a big diapy, I’m thinking we need to make sure it doesn’t go to waste” Jenny said.

She looked to Nicole who moved to my side. As I watched in the mirror, Nicole placed one hand on my back, over the waist band of the diaper. The other hand directly on the rounded point of the mess I made. She slowly started to push, spreading the poop all over inside of the diaper. I could feel as the firm mess started to smear and become soft, covering my entire bottom. I tried to struggle to get away but it was no use, I wasn’t leaving until they let me.

“That’s it Nicole, make sure it gets everywhere” she said, smiling and staring right into my eyes.

I could feel as Nicole began to make circles with her hand on my butt. The mess pushed up between my legs and even some spilled into the front half of the diaper. She gave me a couple of firm pats on my bottom. Jenny walked back to her, “Let me see” she said, as I felt Nicole again pull back a leg gatherer.

“What a mess” she said happily.

“We have one more thing to discuss” Jenny said as she looked at me through the mirror.

She walked to the closet and pulled out a large paddle, then came back to face me and leaned down.

“It’s important that you tell the truth, especially with me. If you had, everything would have been fine, but since you didn’t, the rest of your night is not going to be very fun” she said with a smile of pity.

She walked back behind me, and did not waste any time. ‘SMACK’, ‘SMACK’, ‘SMACK’, ‘SMACK’, ‘SMACK’. The mush inside my diaper continued to spread, and the pain of the spanking became unbearable. I started to cry, and as the tears rolled down my face all I could do was lay there and take it, sucking on the pacifier.

Nicole just stood and watched, with a look of ecstasy on her face. I knew she loved the entire experience. Without a word, Jenny finished, and took the paddle back to the closet. Nicole undid my restraints and helped me off the bench. I didn’t even run for fear of a greater punishment. They walked me over to the changing table and Jenny laid me down. My wrists were once again restrained, but now I was face up with my arms over my head. They cuffed my ankles and Nicole slowly pulled a piece of rope pulling my feet up in the air. It was scary that they knew more about the things in the nursery than I did.

“We’re going to change that diaper before Mommy sees” she said with a sadistic giggle.

“Oh no!” I thought to myself. I am going to be in trouble if she finds me in a fresh diaper.

Jenny reached under the changing table and pulled out a fresh, white, bulky, disposable and a long rectangular pad. The scent was incredible and even overpowered the poopy diaper I had on. “Make sure you put the stuffer in, Eve doesn’t want a mess” she told Nicole. She walked over to the closet and grabbed a tub of wipes and some powder handing them to Nicole.

Jenny came back over and put her hand on the front of my diaper. “Mommy is going to be upset that you weren’t a good boy, but for now you are in great hands, and I will be seeing you very soon” she said with a smile, and left the room.

“Let’s get you out of that mess ok honey?” Nicole said in a nurturing voice.

I lay there, helpless, while she cleaned me and changed me. I knew something bad was coming, but I had no clue of how bad it would be.

Once she was done, and half the tub of wipes had been used, she buttoned up my onesie and unrestrained my wrists and ankles.

“You did so good!” she said as she helped me off the table. She grabbed my hand with her shiny glove and escorted me back downstairs.

She picked me up and put me back in the playpen, “I’ll see you soon” she said with a smile.

With my bottom still stinging, and the party downstairs still jumping, I slowly fell asleep, but the night was not over……………..

Part 7

I opened my eyes to see Eve standing over the playpen with her hands on her hips.

“Hi baby!” she said, very happy to see me. “Do you have something for Mommy?” she asked.

I lowered my head in disappointment.

“No??” she asked in disbelief. “Well let’s just make sure” she reached down and gave a firm squeeze to the massive diaper bulge between my legs.

Not satisfied, she rolled me onto my side and pulled back the scrunchy leg cuff for a better look.

“All dry?” she asked in a depressed tone.

I couldn’t even face her, looking down she knew I had broken the rules.

“Well it looks like someone might need some help, and I think I know just the thing” she exclaimed.

My heart started pounding as I thought of what ‘the thing’ might be. Was it another brownie? A spanking? Even worse?

“You just stay put pumpkin” she said, as she headed back downstairs. I could hear the discipline in her voice.

I watched her leave and I noticed how amazing she looked. Her silky, black corset, tied ever so tightly in the back, had smashed her breasts together for me to stare at. The top highlighted her incredible curves of her hips and butt. She was wearing black vinyl gloves, and tall black, leather boots. Her black fishnet stockings went all the way up her short skirt, hiding tiny bits of her tan legs. Her gorgeous blonde hair was up and curled, showing the curves of her neck.

I laid there for what felt like 30 minutes, and suddenly the music from the basement stopped.

I watched as Jenny and Nicole came up the stairs.

“Did you miss us?” Jenny asked with a smile on her face.

Eve followed them up, “Will you take him up and we will be there in a minute?” she asked Jenny.

I looked at each of them wondering what she meant by “we”.

Jenny leaned down and grabbed me under the arms, lifting me out of the playpen. “Come on sweetie, let’s go show Mommy what a good boy you can be.”

I started to wonder if this whole thing was planned, because I thought I had been a ‘good boy’ already, but apparently Eve never found out about it. I had a feeling I was about to pay the price for one diaper change too soon.

Jenny took my hand and we walked upstairs to the nursery. She helped me up onto the changing table, and gently pulled my hands over my head. She tightened soft cuffs around each of my wrists, and my ankles. I laid there on my back with my feet up in the air, spread apart, and my hands restrained straight over my head. The incredibly thick pad of the diaper was bulging so much that I could barely see past it. I watched the look of thrill, and empowerment on Jenny’s face as she strapped me to the table.

Jenny patted the front of the diaper while she stared at me “I guess I’m going to get to see two messy diapers tonight” she said with a smile.

Eve came into the room, “Look at you!” she exclaimed, “All ready to make Mommy proud!” she said with a smile.

I laid there helpless, sucking on the pacifier, awaiting whatever was to come.

Nicole walked in the room, followed by two girls. A few seconds later three more girls came in. I watched as more ladies entered the room until it was just me on display for about 15 women. Some seemed very intrigued by what was going on, and others acted as if they already knew what was about to happen.

“Ok I think we are just about ready to begin” Eve announced. “Some of you might already know but this is Baby Ryan, and he has not been a very good boy tonight. He has had many of his privileges taken from him while staying with Mommy, haven’t you?” she asked looking down at me.

“He always wants to be a good boy for Mommy, and in order to do this I need to see that he used his diaper like he is supposed to” she said talking to the girls in the room.

“When I came up to check on him I found his diaper dry and thirsty, didn’t I sweetie?” she asked looking back at me.

“So, since he wasn’t able to please Mommy all by himself, we are going to help him. After he is all done I might need some assistance in getting him cleaned up and ready to go night night.” she said.

“I would love for you all to stay and watch” she said looking down at me.

I turned my head away from the audience in embarrassment and I began to blush. She knew this was supposed to be our secret, but I was restrained and really had no choice in the matter.

She patted and squeezed the front of my diaper, “It’s a good thing you have this thick diapy on” Eve said with an evil laugh.

She turned to Nicole “Nurse, can you help me?” Eve asked.

Nicole went to the closet and began rolling a tall metal stand over towards me. There was a large red bag attached at the top. She stopped at the end of the table I was on and reached underneath to grab something. I couldn’t see what was going on but it seemed like she was putting something together. I looked around the room to see the girls, all of whom had stayed to watch, talking quietly. Some were staring at me smiling, and others were watching Nicole.

Nicole looked to Eve “Ok” she said, and Eve nodded back at her.

I could feel as the crinkly diaper material under my bottom began to shift around and I could tell Nicole was doing something. I felt the diaper pull away from my skin. Suddenly, there was a sensation I was not familiar with and Nicole began to slide something up inside my bottom. I began to resist, trying with minimal effort to free my hands.

“It’s ok, you aren’t leaving so just lay still honey” Eve said smiling at me.

I tried to even spit out the pacifier but I quickly realized that there was nothing I could do.

Nicole stood up, as I took a glance at her amazing breasts bursting from her nurse’s outfit. She was holding something but I couldn’t tell what it was. Suddenly, I could feel a warm liquid rush inside me. As Nicole gave the red bag a squeeze I immediately felt as though I need to use every inch of my diaper.

I winced for a few minutes as more and more fluid was pumped in me.

Finally, I could feel as Nicole removed something, “All done, now for the fun part!” she said smiling.

The pressure that had built up was overwhelming and I thought that I might explode at any minute.

Eve lowered my legs, and uncuffed my wrists and ankles. “Come with Mommy” she said as she helped me off the table and over into the crib. She raised the bars and I was now trapped. I stood there on display for Eve and her friends.

“Let’s show everyone what a good boy you can be!” Eve said.

I turned away, too embarrassed to face them. Eve stuck her hand through the wooden pegs of the crib and aggressively squeezed the back of the diaper. “We want to see!” she said.

I didn’t want to give in, especially with all these girls watching, but as the seconds ticked by, I started to give in. Finally, I couldn’t hold it. I let out a moan from behind my pacifier.

“That’s it!” Eve exclaimed with anticipation.

All the warmth I was holding inside suddenly burst into the back of my diaper. It was no secret when it happened as it sounded like water hitting concrete. As I pushed uncontrollably, I immediately felt the heavy weight of the soaked and messy disposable. I finished and let out a sigh, “Oh my goodness!” Eve said.

She used her hand to lift the sogginess and test the consistency. “What a poopy diapy you have pumpkin!” she exclaimed.

She gave my bottom a couple of firm pats and squeezes “What a good boy he is” she said.

Jenny came around the crib so that I could see her. She reached between my legs and squeezed the saturated diaper to check for herself. “I love his stinky mess” she said looking at me.

She looked at Eve “You are going to need some help changing him.”

“Oh for sure” Eve said. “Let’s put him down for a nap first though”.

She patted on the floor of the crib, “Come to Mommy” she said.

I slowly waddled over as she lowered one side of the bars. She helped me down and I could see none of the Women had left; they were still all watching, and smiling.

She took my hand and we headed for the door. Suddenly she stopped “Show Mommy’s friends what a good boy you were.” She said.
I just stood there as the girls giggled. I could feel their hands all over the diaper. Squeezing, poking, and peeking down the back and in the leg cuffs. I couldn’t look at any of them with the shame on my face.

“Come on” Eve said as she walked me back downstairs to the playpen.

She picked me up, and as she put me down I attempted to stand so as not to spread the mess. Jenny had followed us and pulled my legs in front of me making all of my weight shift to the seat of my diaper. As I plopped down there was a loud ‘smush’ as the mess filled the entire inside of the disposable.

Eve laughed, “I know someone with a poopy diaper, Mommy is going back downstairs, you just go nighty night and I will be up to change you soon.”

She covered me with the blanket and I fell asleep.

Part 8

I woke up to a gentle pat on the mess in the back of my diaper.
 
“Let’s go get in your crib pumpkin” Eve said, smiling down at me.
 
She took my hand and helped me out of the playpen. I waddled up the stairs behind her holding onto her soft fingers. I could tell the party was over because I didn’t hear any music nor the chatter of all the women.
 
Eve lowered one side of the bars on the crib and helped me in.
 
“Oh my, you are a stinky boy aren’t you?” she asked, as pleased as could be. Other than the weight I didn’t feel uncomfortable in my soggy diaper.
 
“Lay down right here for me” as she patted on the soft blankets in the bottom of the crib.
 
I did as I was told and laid there, still half asleep.
 
She slowly pulled back the tapes, as if not to wake anybody up. Then she pulled back the front of the diaper to see what she made me do.
 
She smiled, and laid the front of the diaper back down, “Such a good boy!” she said quietly. “Now let’s go get you a new diapy!”
 
I watched as she opened the closet, “We need something that will hold up until morning”.
 
She pulled out a thick disposable, an extra booster pad. I could tell she was very efficient because I was clean, and heavily diapered in no time, but not before being completely dusted with powder.
 
“Sleep good darling, and please don’t disappoint Mommy again, but you know I’m happy to help” she said as she smiled and cleaned her hands with a baby wipe and slowly closed the door behind her.
 
I was hoping she wouldn’t have the opportunity to help again, but I didn’t yet realize how much was out of my control.
 
Part 9
 
 
I woke up feeling uncomfortable. At first I noticed my hands directly over my head. As I tried to move and just roll over I realized I couldn’t. I tried to yell for Eve but my mouth was muffled by the pacifier I had come to suck on.
 
I could barely look up to see the sun coming in through my window, but out of the sliver of my eye I could see someone sitting in the rocking chair in the corner of the nursery room.
 
 “Hi pumpkin” a sweet voice said, it was Jenny. She stood up and begun walking towards me, “Did you sleep good sweetheart?”
 
I could say nothing, so I continued to suckle on the pacifier.
 
She walked up to the side of the crib and ran her tiny nail tips gently down my side. She carefully squeezed my diaper in between my legs.
 
“All dry?” she asked looking down at me. “That means I’m not too late” she smiled.
 
Jenny pushed my legs back holding my ankles up with one hand, and patting my diapered bottom with the other.
 
“Such a thirsty diaper isn’t it, hon? She said warmly.
 
I thought about it, and I did definitely have to use the crinkly disposable, both front and back.
 
“This time you won’t be able to lie to me, either way I’m sure you didn’t want another spankin. I think Mommy is still asleep so that means only you and I are going to know the mess you make in that diapy.” She said as she gently tickled my stomach.
 
I realized at that moment her intentions. She was going to keep Eve from finding out I was actually a good boy and get me in trouble again.
I began to struggle, but Jenny just smiled.
 
“Just relax pumpkin” she whispered, “I want to see you be a good boy for me.”
 
I did as I was told and released my tension, accepting my defeat.
 
“I know you need to go, you’re still dry” she said as if she knew all too well.
 
I slowly gave into the urge. In my effort not to face her I rolled to my side.
 
“Go ahead baby” she said knowing I was helpless.
 
I let it go and started to push. I could feel the bottom of the diaper separate from my skin as I filled up the back with the firm, warm mess. When I finished I soaked the front as well. The soft dry diaper was now warm and soggy all over.
 
Jenny gave my bottom a gentle pat, “I know someone with a poopy diaper” she teased me while she giggled.
 
“Let me check, pumpkin” as she pulled back one of the leg cuffs. “Oh, you’re such a good boy”.
 
She walked to the closet and pulled out a clean diaper and the wipes. She laid them down next to me in the crib. “Let’s get you out of that mess before Mommy sees.”
 
I shook my head to tell her I didn’t want that. “Aw, it’s ok, Mommy might be upset when she see’s you’re still dry but I’m sure this diaper won’t go to waste” she said looking at me with a smile.
 
She pushed my legs back and slid the new diaper underneath me. She undid the tapes of my soiled disposable and laid the front of the diaper out in front of me.
 
“Stinky baby!” she exclaimed. “I’m going to make it all better.”
 
She pulled the wipes out from the tub and began to clean my bottom. The cool air and the cold wipes gave me goose bumps.
 
“Almost done darling” she said as she quickly got me ready for a fresh diaper.
 
“Ok, let’s get this dirty diaper out of here”, she pulled it from under me and rolled it up.
 
She reached under the table and pulled out a large bottle of baby powder. I could feel the gentle shower and she applied a generous amount all over my diaper areas. She even pushed my legs back and liberally dusted my bottom. The scent of powder filled the room. Jenny pulled the front of the diaper up and securely taped the sides.
 
She gently patted the front, “All done!” she smiled.
 
“Is that better?” she asked.
 
I shook my head ‘no’.
 
“I know you wanted to show Mommy how good you were but she isn’t here right now and I don’t want you to get a rash” she said with a hint of pity.
 
I lay there, feeling depressed. I tried to be good, but I was restrained, and had no choice to get my diaper checked and changed. Deep down I knew that Eve would not be happy to find me dry in the morning.
 
“Ok, you have a good day sweetie, maybe we will get to play again soon” she said as she started to leave the room.
 
I just sighed and turned my head away from her. She could tell I wasn’t happy about being changed.
 
“Aw, it will be ok honey” she said as she walked back over to me.
 
“You know what? Since you were such a good boy for me this morning, I think I will help you because I don’t want you to get in trouble again.” She said smiling at me.
 
I was confused by what she meant.
 
“Just lay still pumpkin” she whispered.
 
She began to put one foot over me, and pulled herself up into the crib until she was all the way on top of me. Jenny straddled me facing away towards the end of the crib. Her soft dress covered my entire bottom half. As I stared at her back, I could hear her pull off the tapes of my diaper.
 
Suddenly the cold air hit my skin as she leaned forward and laid the front of the diaper out flat. I could feel the warmth of her naked skin up against mine and the sensation of cold air subsided as she pulled the front of the diaper back up and held it against her.
 
She sat still for a moment and I noticed a quiet sound as if someone was filling a cup with water. Immediately I realized what was happening, and the familiar feeling I get when I wet my diaper started to become apparent.
 
The warm liquid covered my bottom and in between my legs. She was soaking my diaper while she sat on top of me.
 
I lay there, helpless, while she wet my disposable.
 
She finished and slowly pulled herself off of me. As she pulled the front of the diaper back up, I could see and feel how warm and soggy it had become.
 
“Good boy!” she exclaimed, “Now maybe you won’t get in as much trouble with Mommy.”
 
I was covered it her wet warmth as she taped the diaper back up. Feeling incredibly used, I knew that this could prevent me from getting in trouble with Eve.
 
She began to leave the room “I’m gonna go, hopefully we can play again soon. Enjoy your diapy” she said with an evil grin.
 
The door slowly closed behind her and I fell asleep.
 
Part 10

I kicked the ball first left, then right. It was a beautiful sunny day and I had decided to go to the park and play soccer. I didn’t have many friends and I was perfectly happy playing by myself. This was also the first time I got to wear a diaper without Mommy Eve actually making me. The last time I was at her house I decided to try a diaper all by myself, so I took one and had been saving it for this perfect occasion.
 
I was sure to wear a long enough T-shirt so no other kids at the park would notice the bulky disposable diaper I had on underneath my shorts. I was having a great time as I kicked the ball back and forth and the crinkly diaper felt so good and soft as I moved around. It gently squeezed my legs and bottom. I tried kicking the ball a little harder and even surprised myself with how far it went. As I looked up someone was leaning down to pick up my ball. I could tell from the back that it was a woman, and I ran towards her to let her know that ball belonged to me. As she turned around my heart dropped, it was Eve.
 
“Hi pumpkin!” she said, smiling down at me.
 
“Are you playing with your ball honey?”
 
I just nodded looking down and tried to pull my shirt down a little bit to hide the diaper. I had completely forgotten that her house backed up to the park.
 
“It looks like you’re having a great time” she said happily.
 
She kneeled down close to me, “You haven’t come to see Mommy in a while, I was starting to get worried” she said handing me back the soccer ball.
 
“I know, I was planning to come see you soon” I said, bashfully hoping that she hadn’t noticed what I was wearing.
 
I gently took the ball from her.
 
“Thank you” I said as polite as could be and I started to walk back to where I was playing before.
 
Just as I turned around she delicately grabbed my arm.
 
“Hold on one second sweetie, you seem like there is something you need to tell Mommy.”
 
I shook my head “No”.
 
“Are you sure?” she asked.
 
By the tone in her voice I could tell that she already knew.
 
“Yea I’m sure” I said trying to sound convincing.
 
“What is this darling?” she asked as she gently reached for my stomach.
 
I looked down and watched as her fingers lightly brushed the frilly plastic sticking out of the top of my shorts. I knew my secret was out.
 
“A diaper” I responded shamefully.
 
“A diaper?!” she said glowing with excitement.
 
“Where did you get that, honey?” she asked.
 
I shrugged my shoulders.
 
“You don’t know??” she asked again as if she did know.
 
I shook my head to confirm my answer.
 
“Well maybe we should find out for sure, huh?” she asked.
 
Before I could respond she leaned even closer to me.
 
“Sweetie if you can’t tell me where you got this diaper, I’m going to have to find out, and I don’t think you want that” she said quietly, her tone still happy, but almost threatening.
 
I expected that playtime was over and I would be spending the afternoon at her house, but I didn’t respond.
 
“OK, come on” she said as she stood up and held out her hand.
 
Reluctantly I grabbed hold and we began walking towards her house. As we got closer to her backyard we slowed down and stopped in a shaded area in the park. She sat down on a bench, and motioned for me to come to her.
 
“Let’s take a look shall we?” she said, her demeanor stern but loving.
 
I stood in front of her, and waited for her to check to see if I was still dry.
 
Suddenly, in one quick motion, she pulled my shorts all the way down around my ankles.
 
A wave of embarrassment came flooding over me as I stood there in just my t-shirt and diaper, with my tennis shoes still on. I tried to stretch my shirt down to hide the white diaper.
 
“Oh my” she exclaimed with an enormous smile as she reached around and gave my butt several playful pats.
 
I looked around, terrified, and no one seemed to notice. She reached down and pulled the shorts over my shoes and off of me. She was so pleased as she laid the shorts next to her on the bench.
 
“Well this looks like one of Mommy’s special diapers” she said expecting the surprise.
 
I looked down in shame, still embarrassed about my exposed diaper.
 
“Turn around” she said firmly.
 
I did as I was told, I could feel her check my diaper and she pulled the back away from my skin. After inspection she patted my butt and gave it a couple of squeezes. Finally, she gently lifted the front to test the consistency.
 
“Well, since you have one of Mommy’s diapers on, you are going to have to follow Mommy’s rules” she said with pity.
 
“You remember Mommy’s rules don’t you?” she asked with excitement.
 
I shook my head “Yes”.
 
“Good, then you know Mommy doesn’t like a dry diapy don’t you?”
 
I nodded to show her I understood.
 
I was waiting to finish our walk back to her house, but she just sat there and smiled at me.
 
“Mommy can wait” she said, extremely pleased.
 
“Not here!” I exclaimed whining and whispering to her.
 
“Oh yes, right here like Mommy’s good boy.” She replied.
 
“I’ll tell you what, if you make Mommy a poopy diaper, you can have your shorts back.” She said looking at my clothing.
 
I looked around as I panicked inside unsure of what to do.
 
“Now don’t disappoint Mommy, you might get a spankin right here if you don’t obey me” she said with an evil grin.
 
I thought about how lucky, or unlucky, I was that at the moment because I did have to ‘go’. I decided to hide what I was about to do by standing closer to Eve. I could tell she enjoyed this as she squeezed the bulk of the diaper under my butt.
 
I squatted slightly and began to push.
 
The back of the diaper filled up so quickly with the mess that the front actually felt a little snug underneath. I could feel the warmth pull away from my skin as the weight made the diaper sag slightly.
 
Eve mashed her hand underneath and spread out the lump. I took the opportunity to just finish, and soaked the front too.
 
She didn’t say anything, but instead pulled me across her lap to peek down the back.
 
“Good boy” she said. She seemed pleased, and a little bit like this was routine.
 
I looked over at my shorts just to see her grab them off the bench.
 
“Come on pumpkin, I think it’s nap time” she said as she held out her hand.
 
“But what about my shorts?” I whined to her.
 
“Mommy needs to change that poopy diaper you’ve got, and then you can have your shorts stinky boy” she said, playfully.
 
I had given up, so I took hold of her fingers. Still in just a diaper and a t-shirt, she led me into her house for a nap.

Part 11

I reached as far as I could, standing there on my tip toes to get the cereal. I knew I had to hurry because I'm sure my t-shirt was not fully covering the plastic frill on my diaper sticking out past my shorts. I almost had it when a gentle voice interrupted my concentration.

"Does someone need some help?"

I looked over my shoulder to see Mommy Eve standing there.

"Oh hi Eve."

I said as I quickly pulled my shirt down to cover the disposable diaper I was wearing.

Before I could say anything she began to walk towards me.

"Can Mommy help?" She asked happy to assist.

"No I can get it" I replied quickly, looking at the Lucky Charms on the top shelf.

Eve giggled "not with that" she said as she reached into my shorts and gave the front of my diaper a playful squeeze.

Immediately I could feel myself blush. She turned me around abruptly and took a peek down the back of the diaper.

"All dry?!" She asked disappointed as she looked at me.

"How long have you had one of Mommy's diapers on naughty boy?" She asked displeased with her discovery.

I swallowed heavily afraid to respond.

"Just a little bit" I said barely able to look her in the eye.

"But don't you need to go potty?" She asked shaking her head to drive my answer.

I nodded and I realized I really did need to use my diaper.

"Well since you have one of Mommy's special diapers on you can't use it until I give you permission." She said with an evil grin.

She leaned down even closer "and if you don't obey me, Mommy's going to pull down your shorts and give you a spankin right here in the store."

She stood back up and held out her hand "so come on pumpkin, I've got a couple of items to get."

To avoid embarrassment I did as I was told and held on.

We walked through a couple of aisles and my urge to go became unbearable. As Eve stood there looking at different pricing I was about to burst at both ends. I pushed my knees together to fight back the pressure. I looked up to see Eve glance down at me and smile.

"Can I...?" I asked looking up at her.

"Do you need to go potty?" She asked lovingly.

I nodded my head, wincing

"Just in the front?" She asked knowing that wasn't all she wanted to happen.

I wanted to lie to her but I feared my consequence, so I gave the truth and shook my head 'no'.

"Oh no sweetie!" She exclaimed knowing that I planned to use the back of the diaper as well.

"Very soon darling" she said as we walked to the next aisle.

As we turned the corner the pressure was building quickly and I was watching her waiting for permission. We reached the mid way point of the aisle and she stopped.

"Ok sweetie, make Mommy proud"

As the words left her mouth I leaned forward and plopped the mushy load into the back of the diaper. Without waiting I flooded the front of the diaper making the warm mess spread even more.

I stood back up straight when I was finished.

"All done?" Eve asked very pleased.

The feeling of relief forced me to smile and nod.

"Let me see" she said and pulled back the rear waistband of the diaper.

"Stinky boy!" She exclaimed.

She leaned forward and without warning pulled my shorts down to my ankles exposing the dirty diaper I had just filled.

Quickly I tried to pull my pants up, but after a firm smack to my hand, Eve let me know that was not the plan.

"Ah ah ah" she said waving her hand to tell me no.

Forcefully she pulled the shorts over my shoes and suddenly I was standing there with nothing but a shirt and diaper in the middle of the grocery store. I could tell I was red from the embarrassment.

"Since you like taking diapers from Mommy so much we're gonna make sure we get good use out of them" she said with a threatening tone.

She kneeled down on one knee and pulled me across her lap face down.

Before I could struggle I felt a firm smack on the back of my diaper.

"Mommy doesn't want to find you taking anymore diapers without her permission, is that understood?" She asked.

As I started to shake my head I received another hard slap to my diapered bottom. I could feel the mess spread out even further.

"Now Mommy is going to have to clean you up, naughty boy." She stated as she left me with one final spank.

She kept her hand on the diaper and I could feel her strength as she mashed the stinky lump in a circular motion even pushing some of the mess to the front.

Eve stood me up, "now that I know you understand, you need to pick a diapy so Mommy can change you."

I looked up as I hadn't even realized we were in the diaper aisle. Still in my diaper I slowly walked over and grabbed a purple package of Luvs diapers as they were at eye level.

"Mommy definitely approves!" Eve said with joy.

"Let's go change your diaper sweetie" she said as she held out her hand.

As we walked to the store restroom we thankfully only saw a couple of people but neither of them could look away seeing me in shoes, a diaper, and a t-shirt. I stuffed my face into Eve's side to avoid further embarrassment.

We walked into the bathroom and she locked the door behind us. She set down her bag and begin to remove supplies. I was confused as to why she had all the items with her, but I did as I was told.

She laid out a plush changing pad, "lay down here honey" she said as she patted the soft material.

After I laid down she pulled out Vaseline, a tub of wipes, and a bottle of baby powder.

She removed a Luvs diaper from the packed and handed it to me, "can you hold this for Mommy?" I gently took the disposable as she pulled back her sleeves to change me.

"I know someone with a poopy diaper" she said smiling at me between my legs.

She undid the tapes, and opened the wipes.

The cold air gave me goosebumps and she gently tickled me. I couldn't help but giggle.

After about five minutes of wiping the mess from my bottom and between my legs she dropped one last wipe on the open soiled diaper I was still laying on.

"What a messy you made" she said happily as she wiped her hands.

"Lean up for me" she said and I tilted my hips forward as she pulled the dirty diaper from under me.

She rolled it up, using the tapes to keep it together, and tossed it in the trash.

"Ok, can I have this fresh diapy?" She asked holding out her hands. I handed her the Luvs I had picked out.

"Up again" she directed as she slid the clean disposable under me.

She carefully opened the Vaseline and began to slather it all over my diaper area.

She pushed my legs back and gave my bottom and genitals a heavy dusting of baby powder.

Quickly she pulled up the front of the diaper and securely fastened both tapes.

As I laid there with my shirt pulled up in just a diaper she smiled down at me. "You were such a good boy for Mommy that you can have your shorts back and I will take you home for a nap" she said very pleased.

She stood me up and helped me with my shorts.

"Come on pumpkin!" She said as she held out her hand.

We left the store together.

Part 12

We had all heard stories about her. She was the neighborhoods fatal attraction. Some said she was a stripper who only came out at night. Others claimed that she did porn and after the first time I saw her she immediately became a sexual fantasy of mine. My friends and I had all taken bets to see who could be the first to get with her, but deep down we all knew she was way entirely out of our league. She was a woman and we were just boys. As intimidating as she was I had only ever seen her from across the street. I always wanted to at least speak to her, to hear her voice. As I walked home from my friend’s house that Friday afternoon I began to get courageous. I thought, “Why don’t you just go knock on the door?” “What would you say?” I asked, as I argued with myself. “Just introduce yourself” “From around the corner?” I wondered to myself. As I internalized my discussion I had already started walking up her driveway. I bashfully knocked on her door. After a minute she opened the door and I felt surprised by the situation.
 
“Well hi there” she said, with a beautiful smile.
 
I could barely put together a sentence “Oh, uh, hi” I stuttered. “I’m Joel”
 
“Hi Joel, I’m Eve” she exclaimed, her soft blonde hair gleaming.
 
“I uh, live around the corner and hadn’t ever met you so” I said, trying to kick start something of a conversation.
 
“Well that practically makes us neighbors” she said, slightly sadistic, with a laugh.
 
“I actually just made some warm cookies, if you want some?” she said already turning to go back inside.
 
I thought to myself “This could be my chance to find out about her, and maybe even have my fantasy come true!”
 
As I stepped inside, she held out her hand. I paused for a moment, hesitant to take her lead.
 
“Come on babe” she said twinkling her fingers.
 
I gave in to her beauty and took hold of her hand, the door closing behind me.
 
She sat down at the table playfully crossing her incredible silky legs. A large plate of fresh cookies sat in the center with a couple of glasses of milk almost if she was planning to have company.
 
I sat down across from her.
 
“I think you’ll like these, they’re chocolaty” she said happily.
 
I started to eat a cookie, while I looked around inside, trying to see if I could figure out what she did for a living.
 
“So, how old are you Joel?” she asked as if she was suspicious of something.
 
“I’m almost 15” I replied.
 
“What do you like to do for fun?” she asked, interested.
 
“Usually I’m just playing football with my friends.” I replied.
 
“That sounds fun!” she exclaimed.
 
“Do you play a lot?” she asked as if she was investigating.
 
 I was trying not to look below her neckline. My memory from when she opened the door served me well and I knew that she had an amazing set of breasts pushed together in her black tank top and bra.
 
“Usually, yeah” I said, wondering what was with the 20 questions.
 
I started to feel light headed, my eyes began to get heavy. I felt my head slowly bob as if I was about to fall asleep.
 
“Are you ok?” she asked overly concerned.
 
“I don’t know I think I kind of need to just lay down.” I mustered as I could feel my muscles lose tension.
 
Eve put her hand on my back, “Here, why don’t you lay down on the couch sweetie?” she said, motioning to the living room.
 
She grabbed my hands and slowly pulled me up towards her out of my chair. “Come on, pumpkin” she said as if I was 3 years old.
 
She helped me to the couch where I slowly laid back.
 
She looked down at me as my eyes slowly started to close. “Night night sleepy bear” she whispered oddly as I feel asleep.
 
As I started to come to I could feel my head lying flat, without the couch cushion that was once there. I felt groggy and my arms still felt heavy. I slowly rolled to my side and I could hear the crinkling of plastic. I felt warm and the material I laid on felt soft against my skin. As I pulled my knees up towards my chest I once again heard the loud crinkling of plastic and I could feel a bulge of material between my legs. As I pulled my head up from the floor I could see I was wearing nothing but a diaper. My hands covered with mittens. I slowly looked around me and the floor was covered with scattered blankets, and stuffed animals. Able to roll onto my stomach I put my knees down and bent forward. As I gently stood up, with great confusion I looked around to see that I was trapped. Large wooden planks surrounded me on all sides and vertically went all the way to the ceiling. I turned around to see a full mirror on the back of the pen. I stood there, staring at myself in a diaper, with a small stuffed polar bear at my feet, and the mittens restricting my hands. I began to think about Eve, and wondered what she had done to me.
 
I slowly sat back down against the wooden planks, slouched forward with my legs out, helpless, and disoriented.
 
“There he is!” Eve exclaimed as she walked into the room. “Did you have a good nap?” she asked me as if she was speaking to a toddler.
 
I slowly rotated around on my butt so I was facing her. She smiled at me through the spaces between the wood.
 
“I bet you are all confused, huh darling?” she asked with pity, nodding her head.
 
“Eve, what’s going on?” I replied.
 
“Excuse me honey, but for the time being, you will refer to me as ‘Ma’am’. That is until you’ve been properly taught” she said, genuinely.
 
“What do you mean?” I asked. “Why am I in this place?”
 
“This is your crib silly!” she said happily
 
“Eve I don’t understand, why am I wearing this diaper?” I stuck my covered hands between the planks, “Why do I have these?” I pleaded.
 
Her eyebrows went up as a look of disbelief came over her face. She stood up and swiftly and walked across the colorful room. I watched as she opened a dresser drawer and pulled out something. She came back to where I was sitting and bent down. Before I could pull my hands back inside the crib she quickly placed a pair of pink rubber cuffs around each of my wrists. After a loud click she leaned in close to me.
 
“Good boy” she whispered.
 
I tried pulling my hands back, but it was too late. I was cuffed to the wood bars of the crib. Nowhere to go, unable to pull free. I could hear shuffling behind me. I heard a latch unlock and she walked up behind me.
 
“Stand up for me” she said, in a demanding tone.
 
Slowly I tried to get my feet underneath myself and eventually I was able to stand with my hands still cuffed to the wood.
 
Eve set a large cushion in front of me and sat down, perpendicular to where I was standing.
 
”Lay down” she ordered as she slightly patted her thigh.
 
Given my situation I didn’t have much option so I did as I was told and slowly laid face down, my chest across her lap.
 
She firmly grabbed my feet and pulled them out from under me. I fell forward, the diaper now sitting across her lap with my butt in the air. She pulled out a pacifier and stuck it in my mouth. I could feel the tension as the pacifier was strapped to my head preventing me from spitting it out.
 
“The first thing we need to teach you is how to properly address me” she said as I could feel her pull down my diaper, the cold air hitting my
bottom.
 
“Now this is where you really should listen darling, so we don’t have to do this again, ok?” she asked with sorrow in her voice.
 
“You WILL refer to me as ‘Ma’am’, until I give you permission otherwise, understood?”
 
As I started to nod my head I heard a loud “whack”, followed by a painful sting on my butt. Then I received another, and another, and another. I could feel the pain and burning of my backside.
 
“Do we understand?” she asked. I nodded in agreement fearing anymore spanking.
 
“Good boy!” she exclaimed bright and cheery.
 
“Now I want to tell you a little story. It’s about a boy and his friends who are always playing football outside of Mommy’s house. The boys are rowdy, and obnoxious, and they never let Mommy have any private time. But one day one of these boys happens to come by Mommy’s house. She makes him a special batch of chocolate chip cookies and he get aww sweepy.” She exclaims as if she’s storytelling with a baby.
 
“When the boy wakes up, Mommy teaches him how to act and behave anytime he’s around her house.” She says.
 
As I piece together the story with my situation I struggle some to get free.
 
“Hush now, we’re not finished just yet pumpkin.” She said with a giggle.
 
“I want you to promise me that you will stop playing in front of my house.” She ordered, lovingly.
 
I nodded yes and mumbled around the oversized pacifier forcefully inside my mouth.
 
“You promise?” she asked in disbelief.
 
As I nodded my head again I received a hard spank, and another one. She continued to smack my bottom repeatedly until I couldn’t handle it
anymore.
 
“Promise me!” she demanded and I started crying slowly nodding that I promised. After several more spanks she stopped.
 
“I think we just about understand each other” she said in a caring voice.
 
“I need to make sure that this stays our little secret, and I want you to be my big helper and make sure no other boys play football out in front of Mommy’s house, can you do that for me?” she asked gently rubbing my back.
 
I nodded yes.
 
“Mommy has to be sure.” She said confidentially. “Now hold still for me, like a good boy.” She requested gently.
 
I felt her hand on my butt as she slowly inserted something cold inside. “You did so good for me!” she exclaimed after a moment.
 
My discomfort had grown tremendously as I wondered exactly what she had just done.
 
She gently pulled the diaper back over my throbbing bottom giving it a light pat. As she stood up she helped me lie down and I could feel pressure in my stomach. I could hear her walk out of the crib and I watched as she came around to the front of me. She leaned down and released the cuffs allowing me to pull my mittens back inside.
 
I slowly stood up, my bottom still ringing.
 
She smiled at me through the wood planks “One thing you should know about me is I get good use out of my diapers and you have on one of my favorites.”
 
I looked down to see the front of the diaper speckled with balloons and teddy bears. She reached into the crib and gave the front of the diaper a playful squeeze.
 
“Just relax baby doll, I will come back to check on you and that poopy diaper of yours shortly” she said with enthusiasm.
 
I did as I was told fearing another spanking and gently sat down in the middle of the crib. As I laid back I could feel my stomach continue to churn.
 
Suddenly a strong urge to poop hit me, and I stood up in a panic. Before I had time to even think the sensation grew unbearable and without much warning, a forceful mess exploded in the back of my diaper.
 
I pushed uncontrollably as the load became heavier.
 
After I was done I couldn’t hold back and I soaked the front of the diaper as well.
 
Unsure of what to do, I just stood there. The heavy diaper messy and full.
 
Eve gently knocked on one of the planks. “Uh oh.” She said with excitement.
 
“Does someone I know have a poopy diapy!” she asked with joy.
 
I looked down in shame “Yes Ma’am”.
 
“Aww, what a good boy you are” she replied. “Now look at Mommy” she requested.
 
As I looked up I heard the snap of a camera.
 
“Come here” she motioned to her.
 
I walked to her as the mess spread between my legs.
 
“Turn around for me.” She ordered.
 
I turned away from her and I could feel her squeeze the mess, and tug on the top of the diaper waistband.
 
“My goodness, sweetie” she said, very pleased.
 
 She opened the door to the crib. “Can you lay down for me?” she asked so sweetly with some clothes in her arms.
 
I did as I was asked as she pulled the pacifier out of my mouth and began to take off the mittens on my hands. I realized the clothes she had were mine and she began to dress me. First my socks, then my jeans, and finally she had me sit up while she pulled my t-shirt over my head.
 
She stood up and held out her hands to help me too. “Let me help” she said.
 
I grabbed hold and she stood me up, fully clothed with a dirty diaper underneath.
 
“Now Mommy has pictures of our fun day here, so I don’t think it would be too wise of you to tell anybody about our little secret.”
 
To save myself any further embarrassment, I replied “Yes Ma’am”.
 
“Good boy, now are you going to be Mommy’s big helper and tell those other boys they shouldn’t play outside my house?”
 
“Yes Mommy” I replied without even thinking that I had called her that.
 
“I know you will honey, because if not you are going to end up right back here and Mommy has plenty of diapers for you to fill, ok pumpkin?” she said enjoying my reply.
 
I nodded that I understood.
 
“Ok, well it’s Mommy’s private time so come on” she said as she held out her hand.
 
I grabbed hold and we walked out of the room, down a hallway, and stopped in the entry.
 
She turned me around forcefully and I could full her tugging at my jeans and diaper.
 
“You made quite a messy in your diaper” she said. “Let’s hope we don’t have to do this again.”
 
She opened the front door. “Bye bye” she exclaimed as she smiled at me.
 
I turned around and walked down the steps, hearing the slight rustle of the crinkly plastic with each step.