Rebecca's Revenge

[CDfm]

Well getting behind has its benefits, I had a nice long read to get caught up again today. I don’t know how Tim is ever going to get himself out of this mess. I was surprised that Rebecca actually admitted to setting him up like she did. The level of frustration that Tim has to be feeling must be extreme to say the least. Then he did kind of deserve it. I almost wish I had gotten farther behind because I really want to read more. 

[Elfy]

The penultimate part of this story sees Tim get a very nasty surprise at work when his secret seems to less hidden than he had hoped. At home life is no easier and Tim is put through the wringer by the two females he lives with.

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Tim fell asleep early that evening and he must’ve been worn out from the day before because as his eyes fluttered open he realised it was just before his alarm was due to wake him up for work. His diaper was wet which was no surprise to him anymore, in a way he hoped Rebecca was still giving him those pills otherwise he was wetting the bed on his own and that would be much worse.

“Good morning, baby.” Elizabeth said as Tim reached over and turned his alarm off before it rang, “I hope you learnt your lesson yesterday.”

Tim quietly nodded his head. He knew what the lesson was. It was that Elizabeth would believe her daughter over him any time so he was forced to stay quiet about the truth as he was humiliated by his previously loving girlfriend.

“Good.” Elizabeth was sitting up in bed already and she ruffled her boyfriend’s hair like a toddler, “Wait right there and I’ll get you changed for work.”

Tim did as he was told whilst Elizabeth stood up and walked around the large bed. Tim already knew he had wet himself so when the cover was thrown back and the swollen padding was revealed he wasn’t shocked in the slightest.

Elizabeth had no comment to make about the soaked padding as she pulled the tapes off the front of the diaper and lowered it between Tim’s legs. She rolled the man’s legs back as normal to slide the padding out but paused for a second.

“Looks like you still had a little something left.” Elizabeth giggled.

Tim didn’t know what she meant but as he looked down he saw her hold up a diaper with quite a large brown skid mark on the rear of the padding. To call it a skid mark was being generous, if he saw that in regular underwear he would assume someone had just outright crapped their pants.

The diaper was pulled away and Tim was laboriously cleaned with baby wipes before a new diaper was slipped under his butt and then taped up. He felt embarrassed but assumed the enema had been the reason for his little slip in control.

“Have a good day at work.” Elizabeth said to Tim once he was diapered up.

Tim slowly climbed out of bed and walked over to his closet. He pulled out his work clothes and put them over his diaper, when he looked in the mirror he actually felt more like a proper adult now. If he ignored the bulkiness between his legs he could even pretend there was nothing unusual going on.

Tim didn’t spend a lot of time hanging around the house in the morning. He was pleased to get some space between himself and his girlfriend so he drove to work early and was up in his office before anyone else arrived. He closed the door and sat at his desk as the silence of the still closed store surrounded him. It was only as he took a deep breath that he realised this was his first time alone in quite a while and he was finally able to digest some of the things that had happened over the last few days.

Reaching down with his hand Tim slipped his fingers under the waistband of his pants and felt the thick diaper covering his crotch. It still felt so unreal despite everything that had happened.

The door to Tim’s office opened suddenly and Tim quickly pulled his hand away from his diaper as his secretary walked into the room. She seemed as surprised to find her boss at his desk as he was that she had just barged into his office.

“I’m sorry, sir. I didn’t expect you to be here so early.” Fiona said as she stopped in her tracks. She was holding the morning’s mail, usually Tim would walk into his office with the letters already waiting for him on his desk.

A strange smile crossed Fiona’s face. A face that seemed to suggest she knew something, one that made Tim suspicious. He put his suspicions to one side and just tried to avoid any conversation, the sooner she left the better.

“It’s fine.” Tim said as he guiltily crossed his hands on his lap under the desk, “I’m a little early today, that’s all.”

“Yes, sir.” Fiona continued forwards and put the mail on the edge of the desk. She smiled and turned to leave the room. Tim watched her go and breathed a sigh of relief once she was gone.

Tim didn’t know how he was going to keep up with this new diapered life whilst at work. It seemed inevitable that sooner or later people would find out about his terrible secret, he shuddered to think about the rank and file employees knowing what was under his pants. He would just have to stay in his office all day and hope for the best.

“Oh, sir?” Fiona opened the office door again and stuck her head in. Her face was still twisted into a smirk.

“What?” Tim asked rather impatiently.

“Just let me know if you need a diaper change.” Fiona said casually. As soon as she had finished talking she pulled her head back and closed the door again.

Tim sat for a few moments and looked at the now closed door as if he had been struck by lightning. Was he going mad or had his secretary seriously just said what he thought she said.

Climbing to his feet and rushing towards the door Tim heard himself crinkling in the otherwise silent office. He opened the door a little and saw that more people were now arriving. At the desk in front of his door Fiona was just putting her coat and bag away. Tim looked around once more before striding out and grabbing his secretary’s arm. He pulled her into his office and closed the door.

“Get your hands off me.” Fiona said simply, “Don’t make me call HR.”

“What the hell did you just say?” Tim hissed as he looked through the small window in the door to make sure no one had seen him.

“About calling HR?” Fiona asked coolly as she smiled wickedly.

“About my… Underwear.” Tim growled, “H-How do you know about that?”

“You might want to ask your future step-daughter about that.” Fiona said.

Tim let go of Fiona and put his hands behind his head in frustration. He remembered Rebecca saying that Tim would regret what had happened the previous day and now he was realising that she hadn’t been bluffing. Tim immediately felt anxiety head down his spine as he wondered just how far the news had spread.

As Tim turned away from his secretary he felt a small amount of urine leak into his diaper. He tried to ignore the sudden warmth as he wondered what to do next.

“You don’t need to worry.” Fiona said smugly, “Rebecca uploaded the pictures on to the company system last night. I came in early as I always do and hid it off everyone’s computers, except my own of course.”

“How could she do that?” Tim asked in confusion, “I can barely operate the damn network myself.”

“Did you leave your laptop alone?” Fiona asked, “You know kids these days are tech wizards.”

Tim knew that there were all sorts of opportunities for Rebecca to set this up. He felt his anger at the teenage girl jump another notch as he balled his hands into fists. He turned to face Fiona and wondered what would happen next, he knew his secretary had rarely been happy working for him and now she had all the leverage and power.

“What will it cost me for you to delete it all?” Tim asked.

“I’m not going to do that.” Fiona said simply, “But maybe being nice to me will be a good start. Oh, and I meant what I said earlier. If you need your diaper changed just let me know.”

Tim watched Fiona leave and felt his heart sink. His workplace had been a sanctuary from all these crazy changes in his life but now it was just as bad as everywhere else. He slumped back down into his chair and felt his padded underwear get pushed up against him, he laid his head on his desk and wondered how he could ever recover from what was happening to him.

The day went quite differently to normal for Tim. Instead of spending as much time out of the office and avoiding work as much as he could he holed himself away and wanted to interact with others as little as possible. He worked hard throughout the day for the first time in years but there was something that no amount of work would fix.

Tim’s hand went down his pants and he felt how wet he was. The padding had expanded from front to back and he knew he needed to change his diaper, the only problem was what Fiona had said earlier. He wondered if he could change himself without Fiona knowing but he was sure she would realise what he had done. If she couldn’t hear the sounds she would probably still find a way to work it out, the fact he would spend so long in one diaper that was still dry would be very suspicious to the secretary.

Tim bit his lip as he hesitated about what to do. He picked up his phone that could connect to his secretary at the press of a button but quickly put it back down, he smacked his desk in frustration before standing up and feeling the heavy diaper hang low between his legs.

Walking to the door Tim looked out of the small window to see his secretary sat at her desk. She was idly browsing the internet which would normally annoy Tim a lot but he wasn’t in a place to complain. He hesitated for a moment before opening the door a crack and looking out.

“F-Fiona?” Tim said quietly.

Fiona didn’t react and Tim was unsure if she had heard him at all.

“Fiona?” Tim spoke louder this time.

Tim was a little red in the face as he saw his secretary slowly turn to face him, she was smiling evilly at her boss who couldn’t seem to look her in the eye. He moved away from the door and gestured for Fiona to come into his office. Tim’s stomach was doing flips as he looked towards the door, it was only a few seconds before the tall figure of his secretary walked in and closed the door behind her.

“You wanted to see me?” Fiona asked. Her devilish smile made Tim think she was already aware of what Tim wanted.

“Yes, I… That thing you mentioned this morning… Well, I need…” Tim stuttered and spluttered but was unable to outright say what he needed. It was still so humiliating to have to admit to something like this.

“You need your diaper changed?” Fiona asked with that same infuriating smirk.

“Yes…” Tim growled as his cheeks blazed red.

“Wonderful!” Fiona said, “Do you have all the things you need?”

“They’re in my bag.” Tim said simply, “But why do you want to do this? I can do it myself.”

“Of course you can.” Fiona said with a chuckle as she walked across the room, “But do you know how much of an ass you are? It has been my dream since I started working here to have some power over you.”

Tim scowled across the room and looked out the window again to make sure no one else was coming in or anything. He leaned his head against the glass and closed his eyes, it seemed like every time he thought he had hit rock bottom he just fell even further.

“Oh my! They’re so big!” Fiona could barely speak through her giggles.

Tim turned back towards his desk where he saw his secretary reaching into the bag and pulling out his spare diaper. He felt shame burning him as the padding was held up in the air and allowed to unfold to its full size. They looked even bigger when held up like that.

“If you’re going to insist on doing this.” Tim said as he looked down at the ground, “Can we just get it over with?”

“Aww, is the baby embarrassed?” Fiona asked, “Come on, we’ll get you out of your wet padding”

“Do you even know why they’re doing this?” Tim asked quietly.

“I don’t know why they are doing this or why you are going along with it and to be absolutely frank I don’t care.” Fiona said, “Now come over here.”

Tim sighed and couldn’t believe this was about to happen. He walked into the centre of the room where Fiona was now stood with the diaper and changing supplies. He closed his eyes as his secretary’s hands went down to his waist and started unbuttoning his pants. Tim had dreamed of this moment in the past but he had never imagined having a diaper on when it occurred.

Tim still had his eyes closed as he felt his pants get pulled down. He stepped out of them with the help of the secretary who started giggling hard when she saw the diaper which was very clearly wet.

“I can’t believe this…” Fiona whispered as she prodded the diaper. She was much more hesitant than Elizabeth and it was clear she wasn’t as experienced.

Tim laid down on the floor of his office and looked up at the ceiling. He wished the younger woman would just hurry up and get this over with but she was clearly having too much fun. Fiona pushed the diaper up against Tim’s crotch and felt the heavy mass slip back down again, she was still giggling.

“It’s rather ironic.” Fiona said as she put the supplies down within easy reach, “You spent so long trying to get into my pants and now here I am getting in yours.”

Tim didn’t feel in the mood to laugh. He let his head roll to the side as Fiona took her time in pulling the tapes off the front of the diaper. The tapes loudly separated from the plastic and the sound echoed around the room, Tim felt butterflies in his tummy as the front of the diaper was lowered. He was exposed to the room and Fiona who couldn’t seem to take the smile off her face.

“I was expecting more.” Fiona said as she appraised Tim’s equipment, “The way you swagger around everywhere would make people think you were like a porn star down there. Guess you’re just overcompensating, eh?”

Tim didn’t need to be further embarrassed as his private parts were exposed to the room. He felt tears in his eyes but he stoically refused to cry despite Fiona’s harsh words.

“Just… Get on with it.” Tim said through gritted teeth.

“No need to be cranky.” Fiona said, “Aunty Fiona will get you changed soon.”

Tim covered his face with his hands as Fiona opened the box of baby wipes and started pulling them out. He jumped slightly as he felt her hands on his crotch, she was quite gentle as she wiped up the urine soaked diaper area thoroughly. Tim couldn’t help himself but moan slightly as his neglected genitals received some attention.

“Aww, someone seems a little pent up.” Fiona laughed as she tossed the used baby wipes into the diaper and pulled it away.

The new diaper was slipped underneath Tim who still had his face covered. He felt so humiliated to be laying on the floor like this, he was just very grateful that no one else had walked in. He could do nothing but hope that Fiona would get this over with quickly.

Fiona took extra time in lining up the new diaper before she pulled it up between Tim’s legs and taped it tightly closed. It was clear she wasn’t used to diaper changes because the tapes were off-centre. Tim felt the padding was slightly twisted but he wasn’t going to criticise her technique or ask her to try again. As soon as the diaper was taped closed he climbed quickly to his feet and put his pants back on.

“Just call me again if you need me.” Fiona said as she started walking towards the door.

“Fiona!” Tim called out to stop her just before she left, “If you tell anyone else about this I’ll fire you and make sure you never get a job in this town again.”

“You can’t threaten me diaper boy.” Fiona laughed, “You don’t have that kind of power. Don’t worry though I won’t be telling anyone of your little secret, it’s much too fun to keep it all to myself.”

Fiona gave Tim a wink and then opened the door and returned to her desk. Tim took a deep breath and noticed the used diaper was still on the floor. With not many options open to him he picked it up and put it back in his bag to take home at the end of the day. Thankfully he didn’t have long left though he knew home would bring him no respite.

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By the time Tim arrived back at home he was feeling quite defeated. He just wanted to go up to the master bedroom and forget about the embarrassments of the past, he just wanted to hide from the world for as long as he possibly could.

Tim’s hopes were dashed as soon as he walked through the front door and he saw Elizabeth standing at the foot of the stairs waiting for him.

“Diaper check.” Elizabeth said dispassionately as soon as Tim had taken his shoes off.

“I don’t need it.” Tim replied, “I’m dry… Mostly.”

Tim’s diaper was a little damp but thanks to the diaper change at work he was still mostly dry. A fact that he suddenly realised might make his girlfriend suspicious that he had been cheating with his diapers.

Elizabeth walked forward and without a word she pulled the man’s pants down. Tim blushed as Elizabeth bent down to probe and prod the damp padding. He hated the way she took longer than necessary to do this, he knew she did it just to embarrass and humiliate him further. It wasn’t needed since Tim lived in an almost perpetual state of embarrassment these days.

“Did you change yourself?” Elizabeth asked as she stood up.

“No…” Tim replied honestly, “My secretary did it.”

“Your secretary did it?” Elizabeth looked confused.

“Rebecca put pictures of me on the store network.” Tim said with bitterness, “Fiona deleted them before anyone else saw them.”

“She must’ve made a mistake.” Elizabeth said simply, “Oh well, no harm done.”

Tim was going to retort but before he could say anything he was pointed towards the dining room. He had driven home slowly and he could smell dinner was cooking. He wanted to argue that Rebecca was being out of line but he remembered the last time he had tried to press the point about the teenage girl. His butt was still feeling funny after the enema he had received the previous day.

Tim pulled his pants up and started walking towards the dining room. He didn’t even get out of his work clothes as he turned to see the dining table. Rebecca was already sat in her usual seat and waiting for food. He saw his highchair sitting on the opposite side of the table and he shuddered, he didn’t want to wait to be told to get into his chair so he did it on his own accord to try and preserve some dignity.

Rebecca watched Tim with every step as he walked across the room and sat down as casually as possible in the baby chair. She smirked at him from across the table as Elizabeth walked across into the kitchen.

“Have a nice surprise at work?” Rebecca asked innocently.

Tim refused to respond and was fortunately saved from having to do so when Elizabeth walked back into the room carrying plates of food for herself and Rebecca. She smiled at Tim and rubbed his hair before heading back out into the kitchen. Tim felt so silly to be sitting in a highchair with a full suit but all he could do was try to ignore how silly it all felt.

Elizabeth came back a minute later and Tim was disappointed to see her carrying a bowl of food rather than a plate like the two women had. He also saw her carrying out a baby bottle full of milk which made him visibly wince.

“Such a good boy for getting into your special chair for mommy.” Elizabeth said condescendingly.

Tim pouted and frowned as the tray was locked in place in front of him. He was essentially locked in place now as the tray forced him to the back of the seat. He looked down at the bowl to see some pureed food that was impossible to make out, it didn’t look overly appetising. The bottle didn’t look promising either and he hated the thought of sucking from the latex teat like a baby. Tim glanced up to see Rebecca was greatly enjoying this infantile episode.

“Oops, nearly forgot!” Elizabeth stood up and rushed back into the kitchen. She returned soon afterwards and was carrying what looked to Tim like a tea towel.

Tim watched as Elizabeth walked all the way around to stand behind him. A thin piece of cloth fluttered down in front of his eyes and he felt it quickly pulled tightly around his neck and tied closed. He belatedly realised he was now wearing a large bib over the top of his suit.

“We don’t want you getting your work clothes dirty after all.” Elizabeth said happily as she sat down.

“May I eat?” Tim asked through clenched teeth as he tried to ignore the giggling teenage girl across the table from him.

“Of course, you can feed yourself I hope?” Elizabeth looked at Tim earnestly as if seriously questioning whether this grown man could actually feed himself.

Tim snatched up the small plastic spoon he had been given and scooped up some of the steaming mushy food. He looked at Elizabeth almost defiantly as he raised the spoon to his mouth and ate the contents.

“Good boy.” Elizabeth said with a small smirk.

Tim ate in silence as Elizabeth and Rebecca talked about their day. He had no interest in joining in on the conversations and just made sure to finish all of his meal. Despite how the mushy baby food looked it didn’t actually taste too bad. It was quite bland but it wasn’t outright offensive. When he was done eating he looked at the baby bottle without much enthusiasm, he was very thirsty but drinking from a bottle seemed like something he couldn’t even force himself to do. It would be so demeaning.

“You aren’t leaving your highchair until you finish your bottle.” Elizabeth said as if reading Tim’s mind.

Tim sighed and despite being watched by the others he lifted the bottle up and placed the teat in his mouth. He went furiously red as he gave the nipple an experimental suck and felt the cool milk fill his mouth. He swallowed and sucked more milk down, it was actually very refreshing and tasted even better after the food he had eaten.

“Good baby.” Elizabeth said causing Rebeca to snort with derision.

Tim blushed and as he put the bottle down and he let out a loud involuntary burp. As Elizabeth laughed at his outburst she raised the tray and let the man out of his baby chair. When Tim dropped on to the floor he looked at his bib to see that it was speckled with little drips of food. He pulled it off and placed it on the table in front of his highchair.

“No going upstairs today.” Elizabeth said as Tim started to walk towards the hallway to his usual sanctuary, “You can stay in the living room with us.”

“But-” Tim started to say.

“No buts.” Elizabeth said to cut her boyfriend off, “I want you on the floor in front of the couch whilst me and Bex watch our favourite soap operas.”

Tim’s shoulders slumped forward and he plodded into the living room along with the two females. As they sat on the couch and turned the television on Tim sat down on the floor in front of them like a child.

“Rebecca, didn’t you say you bought your little brother something?” Elizabeth prompted.

“Oh, yes!” Rebecca smiled suddenly and ran out of the room towards the stairs.

Tim was still dressed in his work clothes and felt so awkwardly out of place as Elizabeth changed the channel. He wanted to go upstairs more than anything but as soon as he heard footsteps rapidly descending the stairs he knew there was no plan to let him go.

Tim turned towards the doorway and saw Rebecca walking back in with a massive grin on her face. She had something in her hands that she hid behind her back, Tim looked at her suspiciously wondering what could possibly be coming.

“I bought this on the way home from school.” Rebecca said as she walked back into the room, “I saw it in the charity shop and I just had to go in and get it for you.”

As Rebecca walked in front of Tim she finally revealed her hands and held out a soft cuddly toy. It was a little brown teddy bear with a pale peach chest. The chest had some dark red stitching on it and as Tim reached forwards and reluctantly took the bear he read the inscription.

“Best Baby Brother…” Elizabeth said as she read the words over Tim’s shoulder, “Isn’t that lovely?”

Tim looked from the bear to Rebecca’s grinning face and then down again. His face radiated heat as the shame washed over him, he didn’t know what he was supposed to say or do and he hated having the two women focusing all their attention on him.

“What do you say to Bex?” Elizabeth encouraged the grown man like he was nothing more than a toddler.

“Thank you…” Tim mumbled. He thought that would be enough but the two women looked at him expectantly to continue, “Thank you for my teddy bear… Sister…”

“Wonderful!” Elizabeth beamed, “You can play with your new toy whilst we watch television.”

Rebecca sat down on the couch next to her mom and the two of them started watching TV whilst Tim continued to look down at his new toy. He didn’t know what to do or what was expected of him so he just held the bear in front of him as he watched the boring television shows.

Tim had no idea why he was supposed to be here. The two girls didn’t spend long watching the TV before they started spending more time talking and gossiping amongst themselves. Despite this Tim was supposed to just sit there like a baby playing with his new toy as if this was normal, as if it wasn’t some kind of weird situation that no grown man should ever find himself in.

As the show the women were supposedly watching went to another commercial break Tim found himself with another reason to want to go upstairs. He felt the tell-tale pressure in his bowels that signified he needed to go to the bathroom soon. He cringed as he felt a small cramp seem to add to the pressure before dying away. This was a nightmare.

“C-Can I go upstairs now?” Tim turned to look at Elizabeth and tried to do his best to not sound like something was very wrong.

“Why?” Elizabeth asked, “What have you got up there that you can’t do down here?”

“Erm…” Tim tried to think of something that he could say to justify leaving the two women on the couch and hiding away upstairs to do his business.

“You’ll stay down here till bedtime.” Elizabeth continued when it became clear Tim didn’t have an answer for her.

Tim turned back to face the television as Rebecca and Elizabeth started gossiping again. He felt the need to relieve himself growing quite quickly and he felt his face flush with heat as he tried to work out what he could do to make the situation less disastrous. He closed his legs and clenched his buttocks but nothing seemed to help with the rapidly growing need for the toilet.

By the time the show ended and the next one began Tim knew he couldn’t hold on much longer. He was in a lot of pain and had his arms wrapped around his tummy area. He looked up to where Elizabeth and Rebecca were sitting but it was clear that neither of them were going to let him leave the living room any time soon. He needed to poop and he couldn’t hold on any longer.

As casually and surreptitiously as possible Tim leaned slightly to the side and finally relaxed his aching sphincter. It didn’t take long for him to start soiling himself.

Tim pushed slightly and felt soft poop start emptying out of his body and into the diaper. He assumed the enema was still having some effect on his body because the poop came out very easily. He blushed red but he tried not to make it obvious what he was doing. The half of the diaper not pressed into the floor began to fill up as his excrement was forced to the side with least resistance. He felt the stinky mess piling up and pushing against his skin until he finally felt himself empty, just to make his humiliation complete he then emptied his bladder into the front of the padding.

Slowly and with a great deal of wincing Tim lowered himself back down. The poop quickly spread through the compressed diaper and he became worried he would leak but luckily it seemed like the leg bands did their job and contained the accident. He sat in place unsure of what to do next, he didn’t want to turn around and admit to his messy accident so he just looked ahead at the television as he felt his cheeks burn. It didn’t take long for him to smell what he had done and he knew the smell would spread quickly, he knew at any moment the two females would become aware of what had happened.

“Eww! Has someone farted?” Rebecca said from the couch just a few seconds later, “Oh God! That is so gross!”

“I think that’s a little more than a fart…” Elizabeth said as she looked down at Tim.

Tim was cringing hard and unsure what to do. Of course they knew what he had done, it would be impossible to not realise what had happened in the grown man’s pants.

“Tim?” Elizabeth said, “Is there something you would like to tell us?”

Tim didn’t want to tell them anything but he knew that it wasn’t his choice to make. He slowly turned his head and looked down at Elizabeth’s feet, he could feel the heavy load in his disposable shifting. It was still warm and felt almost like a soft mud.

“I need a diaper change.” Tim said quietly.

“Why?” Elizabeth asked as if she wasn’t already fully aware.

“Come on…” Tim whispered with a look of pleading, “You know why.”

“Tell me why you need a diaper change.” Elizabeth stared right into Tim’s eyes until he looked down at the floor again. This was so humiliating.

“I pooped myself.” Tim said, “I pooped my diaper and I need you to change me.”

Rebecca snorted with barely suppressed laughter from the space next to her mother and Elizabeth nodded her head in satisfaction. Yet again Tim felt like a freak attraction in a carnival, he didn’t care that people laughed at him as long as he got this damned messy diaper changed.

“Very good.” Elizabeth said as she rubbed Tim’s hair, “Mommy will change your diaper…”

Tim sighed with relief and stood up quickly as he got prepared to be taken upstairs. Maybe he would be lucky and they would let him stay up there. He took a couple of steps towards the exit of the room before he was stopped by Elizabeth speaking from the couch.

“… After my show has finished.” Elizabeth belatedly finished her sentence.

Tim’s head dropped as he realised it would be at least another fifteen minutes before he could get out of his messy underpants. Elizabeth beckoned for him to walk back over to the couch which he did with reluctance. Tim’s girlfriend pointed at the floor in front of the couch again and Tim knew he was supposed to sit back down. The messy diaper made that a very unattractive proposition.

Tim walked back in front of the couch and looked forwards at the television. He lowered himself down as slowly as possible but as his butt pressed against the floor he felt the lumpy mess within squash against his skin and spread over an even greater area.

Tim sat down and winced as the two women went back to their programme. He felt very uncomfortable and he knew the eyes of the women were on him as much as the television. He could hear them muttering to each other and giggling occasionally. He was annoyed but totally powerless to do anything about it.

The next fifteen minutes were some of the least comfortable Tim had ever experienced. The slowly cooling poop made his skin itch and he had to resist the urge to scratch himself, he watched the programme which seemed to crawl along at a snail’s pace until, mercifully, the end credits started to roll.

“Alright, let’s get stinky changed.” Elizabeth said as the programme finally faded out and she stood up from the couch.

Tim jumped to his feet as quickly as he could and didn’t wait to be led upstairs. He power walked as best he could with his full pants and went straight up to the master bedroom. He stood next to the window for a few seconds before Elizabeth followed him in and started gathering the changing supplies needed to clean up the messy man.

A towel was laid out on the bed and Tim placed himself upon it. He was still in his work clothes from the day and he reached down with his hands to finally take his pants off. He kicked them off the end of the bed as Elizabeth put the baby wipes and a new diaper down.

“Let’s see the damage.” Elizabeth said as she pulled on the tapes of the diaper.

Tim prepared himself for his ritual humiliation and as the front of the diaper was lowered. He felt the cold air hit the skin that was hot from his own waste, the padding was both wet and messy and the cool air made him shiver even though it felt nice on his irritated skin.

Tim’s legs were lifted up and held over his own head as Elizabeth checked out the damage. She clucked her tongue and shook her head which annoyed Tim even more. What did she expect when he was left in a diaper all the time?

It took ten minutes and a countless number of wet wipes to clean Tim‘s diaper area and by the time Elizabeth was satisfied his back was aching a little bit. Tim was glad when the used and messy diaper was finally balled up and placed in a plastic bag. When his legs were lowered he didn’t feel the towel underneath him, he felt the thick padding of a new diaper. He sighed as the front was lifted up between his legs and taped tightly closed.

“Get undressed and go to bed.” Elizabeth ordered Tim, “I’ll be downstairs if you need me.”

Tim sat up with a crescendo of crinkles and watched as Elizabeth picked up the plastic bag and carried away his dirty disposable underwear. He wanted to say something but he had no idea what he could possibly do to make his situation better.

Once Tim had stripped down to just his diaper he laid back on the bed and pulled out his laptop. Finally he would get some time alone before bed.

“You’ve got to be kidding me…” Tim closed his eyes and growled in frustration.

Tim tried to visit an adult website. It had been quite a while since he was able to pleasure himself and even if he couldn’t reach his private parts through the diaper he was still needy for some adult images. He typed in the address of his favourite website but instead of it loading up he got a very different screen.

Instead of pictures of naked ladies Tim saw a white screen with a big red cross across the screen. Towards the bottom of the screen was some text that frustrated Tim to read.

“This website is blocked by “Family Friendly Adult Content Filter” and requires a password to bypass. Please type your password into the box.” The text read. There was a box you could type in right next to it waiting for a password.

Whilst Tim had been at work Elizabeth must have sent up some kind of pornography block on the home network. He hung his head after several failed attempts at bypassing the filter, he was angry and annoyed so he petulantly pushed his laptop over the edge of the bed.

Tim rolled over and closed his eyes. If he couldn’t do what he wanted on his computer then he might as well just go to sleep and try to spend a few hours blissfully unaware of his humiliating surroundings.

[Nat]

So Elizabeth must be one of those women who thinks looking at porn is cheating. 

[Sarah Penguin]

[ppbenn]

Wonderful chapter Elfy. I liked the secretary getting involved that was very hot. 

 

Thanks for sharing this here. 

[Elfy]

Tim finally hits rock bottom in the conclusion of this story.

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The next week for Tim continued in the same vein as it had started. His routine was as depressing as it was embarrassing and he greatly resented it all. In the mornings Elizabeth would remove his used overnight diaper and let him shower, it was his only time without padding and he made the most of it each day. Whenever he would shower he would look over at the toilet almost jealously it had been long enough since he used it last that he had forgotten what it was like. Tim was used to the warmth of his own piss and poop smearing against him.

Work was no respite for Tim and Fiona was having a great deal of fun with the predicament Tim found himself in. She insisted in conducting all of his diaper changes and each one was as harrowing as the last. It got even worse though as Fiona found new and more creative ways to embarrass her boss.

One lunch time she had walked in just as Tim was about to eat and insisted she feed him as if he was helpless. Tim had been forced to sit in his chair struggling to swallow from shame as he ate from the beautiful secretary’s hands. Her smiling face mocked him and only made it harder for him to eat.

Tim never knew what to expect and when he came into work on the Wednesday of that week he found a colouring book on his desk. He hurriedly shoved it away in a draw before someone walked in and saw it but found an e-mail sent to him from Fiona.

“I’m going to be an hour or so late this morning.” Fiona had written. She knew she had the power, the wasn’t apologising for being late but simply telling Tim it was happening, “I left something on your desk for you after you left yesterday. I expect five pages filled in when I get to work.”

Tim head and shoulders slumped as he re-opened the drawer and pulled the colouring book back out and opened it up to the first page. He picked up one of the coloured pens left on his desk and started colouring as quickly as he could. Thanks to his haste and the watery tears that filled his eyes his colouring was very messy and unimpressive. When Fiona got into work and examined what he had done she had laughed and taken photos on her phone with the beleaguered man holding the pages up.

Tim was miserable and going home in the evening never made things much better. He would have his dinner in his highchair and would have to watch television with his “mommy” and “big sister” neither of whom showed any signs of relenting with this humiliating treatment.

One thing Tim had managed to do that had somewhat helped his situation was training himself to poop in the evening rather than during the day. Every evening he would fill his diaper, usually whilst sitting on the floor and playing with whatever toys he had been given, and then get taken for a diaper change. By the end of the week it had become so normal that no one really even batted an eye when he made a stinky and Elizabeth took him for a fresh diaper.

Over the course of the week Tim noticed even more weirdness. He was never at home during the day but whenever he got home from work he would notice empty cardboard boxes by the front door, occasionally he would see some furniture that had long been in the house in the front garden and ready to be thrown away. He was very confused by these things but anytime he tried to ask he was harshly rebuked.

“Babies don’t need to know about furniture changes.” Elizabeth would say. Rebecca would nod along with a big smile. Tim knew that the teenage girl knew what was coming but no one thought it important to let him know.

Tim learnt to stop asking questions and these weird signs of redecoration or room transformation became the norm. Just like the diapers it quickly just became part of everyday life. It wasn’t a life he enjoyed or wanted but it didn’t seem like anyone cared what he wanted these days.

It was the end of the second week before Tim was given any indication of what was happening. He had spent the morning in the living room with a bottle of milk and some of the toys that had been bought for him. He was playing with some toy cars to pass the time and was constantly getting refills for his bottle whenever he required one. From upstairs there was banging and the sounds of heavy things being moved around.

Eventually there was a pause in the movement of everything and Tim heard footsteps on the stairs. He quickly put the toys down to make it look like he hadn’t touched them as the two women he shared a home with walked into the living room, they were sweaty from whatever exertions were going on.

“What’s happening?” Tim asked curiously from the floor. He moved to sit cross-legged to try and hide just how wet his diaper was.

“You’ll find out after lunch.” Elizabeth replied happily as she walked right through top the kitchen.

Tim rolled his eyes at the unnecessary secrecy and he looked to Rebecca who was still looking down at him. She walked slowly round to face him and squatted down. Her hand went down and pressed against the wet padding, she shook her head and clucked her tongue as she stood back up and started walking away.

“Bitch.” Tim couldn’t stop himself from insulting the teenager who was doing her best to annoy him.

Rebecca didn’t stop but continued to the dining room. She took her seat at the table and just a minute or so later Elizabeth came into the room with some hastily made plates of lunch.

“Come on, baby.” Rebecca called out to the living room as Elizabeth walked back out to the kitchen, “Time for lunch.”

Tim climbed to his feet and felt his diaper sag low with the weight of all his pee. He had been drinking very steadily all morning and that meant he had been wetting himself steadily too. He waddled his way out to the kitchen and hopped up into the highchair that was waiting for him, he tried to maintain his dignity as much as possible but it was nearly impossible in the circumstances.

Elizabeth came back out to the dining room a minute or so later and carried a familiar bowl. As usual it was placed in front of Tim who looked down at the warm baby food, he shook his head slightly in disappointment. He was already in a bad mood and being presented with this meal was doing nothing to help that. The more he looked at the lumpy and bland food the more he felt his anger rising. This had gone on too far and he had more than learned his lesson about being nice to others, this was cruel and unusual punishment!

“May I feed him?” Rebecca asked as Elizabeth sat down.

“Of course, sweetie. What a nice big sister you’re being.” Elizabeth replied with a broad smile.

Tim looked up from his food with a face of thunder. He watched Rebecca walk around to his highchair and pick up his spoon. As Rebecca dipped it into the food and stirred he could hold his silence and begrudging acceptance of what was happening no longer.

“I’m not eating this.” Tim growled angrily.

“Don’t be silly.” Elizabeth said dismissively without looking up, “Eat your lunch like a good baby.”

Enough was enough and Tim was no longer going to sit there and accept this horrible treatment. He hadn’t been restrained in the highchair except for the tray and he was no longer willing to quietly sit and eat.

With a feeling of rage Tim raised his fists into the air and then brought them crashing down on to the plastic tray. The flimsy tray immediately gave way and the bowl of food flew across the table scattering its contents as it spiralled through the air. Tim jumped out of the highchair and saw the tray now hanging limply on its hinges, he had managed to break it in some way but he was too angry to care.

“Tim!” Elizabeth stood up with a fire in her eyes, “You sit right back down before-”

Tim wasn’t listening and the red mist had very much descended. He turned to storm away from the table but Rebecca was in the way. He tried to step around the teenager but she continued to block his path. She was still holding the spoon that was about to feed him.

“Mom, said to sit back down.” Rebecca said. She tried to sound confident but Tim could see she was less confident than her mother.

Tim reached forwards with the idea of gently pushing Rebecca out of the way so he could leave the table but in his anger he made a terrible mistake. What he had meant to be a small shove turned into a much bigger push, he hadn’t realised how light Rebecca was and when he pushed her she stumbled backwards and tripped over the edge of the carpet. Time seemed to slow to a crawl as Rebecca fell backwards and on to the ground.

For the second time since this all began Tim’s anger had caused the teenager to get hurt and now his rage had disappeared. His anger had been replaced by regret for what he had done and in the silence of the dining room he realised he had just got himself in a whole lot more trouble.

Tim expected someone to be shouting at him or even hitting him but instead he felt a hand grab his arm. He turned to the side and saw Elizabeth looking at him with a stony expression that scared Tim more than if she had just been angry.

“Rebecca, are you alright?” Elizabeth asked softly.

“Yeah, I’m fine.” Rebecca said as she quickly stood up again.

“Come with me.” Elizabeth hissed with a ferocity that made Tim shake. He felt compelled to follow the instructions. He looked at Rebecca as he was led past and she had an unreadable expression on her face.

“I… I…” Tim’s rage had melted away and now he just felt lost and sorry for what he had done. He was pulled towards the stairs as he looked back at Rebecca who stared straight back at him.

Tim stumbled up the stairs as Elizabeth yanked on his arm. The stronger woman pulled on him relentlessly even as Tim tripped and scrambled back to his feet. He turned to see Rebecca following at a distance it was clear she was at least interested to see what was about to happen.

Tim had expected to be pulled into the master bedroom but he was dragged straight past it. He saw the bathroom and felt fear hit him like a lightning  bolt as he considered that maybe he was about to receive another enema but he was pulled away from that room to. Elizabeth finally stopped pulling the crinkling man when she was stood outside the spare bedroom, a room that usually stayed locked and that Tim had only been in once or twice in the past.

“What’s going on?” Tim dared to ask as Elizabeth pulled a key out of her pocket and started putting it in the lock.

Elizabeth remained silent as she turned the key and pushed the door open. She stood to the side and pointed for Tim to walk into the room. He looked at her in confusion and then stepped up to the doorway. The moment he saw the room inside he froze in place and his eyes expanded to the size of dinner plates.

The spare bedroom looked nothing like how Tim remembered it. His head slowly turned as he looked from one side of the small bedroom to the other, it was as if he had fallen through a portal into a completely different house. It didn’t make sense, this is what they had been doing whilst he was at work.

“I wasn’t going to reveal it until we had time to stock up on some more things but I can see you aren’t prepared to be around adults.” Elizabeth said sardonically.

“What have you done!?” Tim gasped.

The room had transformed from a mostly bare and unused bedroom into something very different. The small bed that had been pushed against the wall had been replaced with a large crib. The mattress was raised off the floor and the barred sides rose high into the air. The opposite wall was taken up almost entirely by a changing table that seemed fully stocked with diapers and changing supplies.

There were shelves above the changing table that were empty. Tim assumed the empty shelves were what Elizabeth was referring to when she said she was going to wait to reveal everything. On the floor was a play mat although it didn’t look like there were toys to play with. There was a closet next to the door and Tim hoped it was empty.

“It was Rebecca’s idea.” Elizabeth said as she put her arm around her daughter, “She’s such a thoughtful person… Unlike someone else I can think of…”

“I’m not staying in here.” Tim immediately said. His shaking voice betrayed how shocked and worried he was by what he was looking at.

Elizabeth closed the door and locked it. Tim watched as she handed the key to Rebecca who put it in her jeans pocket, he felt more trapped than ever and he knew he couldn’t grab the key off Rebecca without risking even more problems.

Tim watched Elizabeth walk to the side of the crib where she trod on the foot release next to one of the crib’s legs. The side facing the room rattled to the ground and hit the floor with a loud bang which made Tim wince.

“Get in.” Elizabeth ordered her boyfriend.

“But-” Tim lifted his arm and screwed up his face as he tried to protest.

“But nothing.” Elizabeth said warningly, “Get in before I have to drag you in.”

Tim felt awful for what he had done downstairs and even as he was still mired in shock he knew that he did probably deserve some punishment for what he had done. He didn’t want to walk forwards and be the good little boy following orders but he didn’t know what else he could do. Tim couldn’t leave the room without breaking down the door and pushing past Rebecca in the process, if he tried to resist or refused to follow the instructions he knew he would eventually end up in the crib anyway and his punishment would almost certainly be worse.

With great reluctance Tim stepped forwards and slowly moved towards the new crib. Even this slow acceptance wasn’t enough for Elizabeth who reached forwards and pulled him roughly towards the mattress. Tim stumbled slightly but climbed up into the bed without any further protest. Almost before he could turn around he heard the bars rattling upwards and with a heavy click he heard the latch that held the bars up.

Tim looked at the side that descended and tried to work out how he could escape the baby bed. His plaintive glances at the bars that surrounded him seemed to bring the two women quite some joy.

“Go ahead and try to get out.” Elizabeth said as she folded her arms across her chest, “It was advertised as being inescapable and I’m keen to put that to the test.”

Tim looked at the bars and slowly moved his hands towards them. He didn’t like how the women were watching him but he would love to prove them wrong and find a way out. He pushed against the bars and was shocked at how little they moved, they were so solid it was almost like they were made of solid steel. After a couple of minutes pulling at them he hadn’t made any progress.

“You can do better than that!” Rebecca said causing Elizabeth to giggle.

Tim felt his temperature rising and he leaned backwards to aim his feet at the bars. He kicked out in the hope of breaking something but all he got was a searing pain in the bottom of his foot, the bars were unmoved by his efforts.

Realising he wasn’t going to break the bars he stood up on the mattress and looked at the top to see if he could climb over it. The bars were very high and if he succeeded in jumping over the top he was sure he would fall to the ground with quite a thump. He was sure the pain he would experience from such a drop would be worth it to prove the two females wrong.

The horizontal bar at the top of the crib was shoulder high for him. He wasn’t very tall and he certainly wasn’t very strong but he tried jumping up anyway. He couldn’t even get close to lifting himself over the top. It didn’t help that the top bar had sections that spun making it impossible to get a good grip, the top of the bars curved inward slightly as well making it even harder to lift himself up.

Tim jumped up one more time and he tried to kick off one of the vertical bars for extra power but his foot slipped around the slippery and spinning pole causing his foot to go out into the room. He lost his grip at the top and with a small yelp of fear he fell backwards against the mattress with a small bounce.

“Good. That seems like a successful test.” Elizabeth said as she clapped her hands together, “Rebecca, would you be a dear and get me a fresh bottle of milk for Tim please.”

Rebecca was happy to oblige and she gave the man a smug look of victory as she left the room and hurried downstairs. Tim watched her go feeling angry at himself for losing control and pushing her.

“I made a mistake and I’m really sorry.” Tim said once he heard Rebecca at the bottom of the stairs, “This is really not needed, it won’t happen again.”

“You’re damn right it won’t happen again.” Elizabeth said quickly and seriously, “And you’re wrong. This is needed until you learn that your childish actions have consequences.”

Tim sat up and grabbed the bars with his hands. He leaned his head against the bars and remained silent as they waited for Rebecca to come back. Tim eventually looked up to look around the rather bare nursery, he didn’t like any of it but the worst part was the changing table. The diapers and changing supplies on the shelves facing him seemed to be making fun of him.

Eventually the door to the nursery opened again and Rebecca walked back in with a large bottle filled with milk. She smugly walked across the room and held it out for her mother to take.

“How about you feed him his bottle?” Elizabeth suggested, “You were going to feed him dinner anyway.”

Tim cringed as the smiling Rebecca stepped forwards and stuck the bottle through the bars a little further down the crib. After a glance at Elizabeth who nodded encouragingly Tim slowly moved down the crib, his crinkling baby pants a constant reminder of how all of this started.

Once Tim was centred in front of Rebecca and the bottle he leaned slowly forwards. His cheeks were a deep red and the look he was getting from Rebecca let him know that he was completely defeated, she was lording her victory over him and he could do nothing to turn the tables. Despite everything Tim had tried to do he was at his lowest ebb and for the first time he considered that maybe he should just give up.

Tim leaned in until the nipple was just an inch from his face. He sighed in resignation and gave up on trying to fight the inevitable. A tear rolled down his cheeks as he closed his eyes and opened his lips. When he felt the latex teat against his tongue he knew to close his mouth and he started sucking on the bottle. As he swallowed the milk he felt his bladder give the merest of hints that he needed to pee.

Tim didn’t even try to hold it in. As he noisily sucked on the bottle he relaxed the muscles down below and he allowed the urine to flow straight into the padding. He soaked his underwear as he drank from the bottle and felt more like a baby than ever before. As he finished the bottle he leaned backwards and sat on his newly warmed diaper.

“Now you can think about what you’ve done.” Elizabeth said.

As the two women started to walk out the room Tim knew he would definitely be thinking about everything he had done that had led him to this point. He would be thinking about all of the times he had cheated on Elizabeth or hurt her in some way. He would think about his snide comments about Rebecca and the things he had done that had hurt in some way.

As the door to the nursery closed and Tim was left alone he laid back in his caged bed and closed his eyes again. He didn’t know how long he would be left in this crib and he had no idea how long this time in diapers would last. All he could do was wait and hope for the best as he reached down and felt the warm front of his disposable pants.

Whilst Tim slowly fell asleep he hugged the pillow hard and began dreaming of his life before all this had begun. A life where he had made better life choices.

[Sarah Penguin]

[Big-baby-bear99]

Sounds like he's going to get some of his own medicine 

[BabySerenity]

On 4/27/2021 at 5:14 PM, Big-baby-bear99 said:

Sounds like he's going to get some of his own medicine 

Can’t wait to see what??

[sweetlilone]

Great story!! Thank you for sharing!