Back in the Old Neighborhood

[BabyBear85]

As he stepped out of his apartment, he was very conscious of the faint rustling audible under his thin dress pants. He had tucked his shirt in, so didn’t have a risk of exposing his waistband like he had at Target with Gloria, but he was concerned that the silky pants distinctly outlined the edges of his padded rear and didn’t do enough to muffle the crinkle. 

But Rick was determined to follow the rules this time, and he strode confidently through the building and out onto the sidewalk. If anybody happened to be checking out his butt, they just might be able to tell. But more likely, no one would have any idea that he was diapered like a baby underneath his big boy clothes. 

The street noise definitely drowned out any crinkling, and though the padding between his legs made him waddle slightly, it was nothing compared with how the overnight diapers had made him toddle like a one year old. All told, Rick felt confident that no one around him had any idea what kind of underpants he was wearing. 

As he meandered the aisles of the grocery store choosing his typical weekly supplies, he eventually walked past the baby section. Initially, Rick continued on his way as he normally would, but froze in his tracks when he caught the strong scent of baby powder wafting behind him.

Rick looked all around to make sure no one was watching him, then, seeing the aisle completely empty, ventured toward the perfumy aroma. He walked slowly, taking in all the various items as he went - wipes, powder, lotions, bottles and sippy cups, and of course, seemingly endless packages of diapers in various brands and sizes. 

Stopping at the Pampers display, Rick double checked again to make sure he was alone before picking up one of the packages. He let his mind wander to imagine if Pampers made diapers in his size, complete with Sesame Street characters and other cute designs. He imagined stacks and stacks of the green packages filling his closet and dresser drawers. 

Rick heard another cart coming down the aisle and hastily stashed the Pampers back on the shelf. Feeling awkward, he quickly hustled past the other shopper and out of the baby section. 

Safely in the next aisle, he caught his breath and felt a rush of excitement, like he’d just gotten away with something. Who knew something so innocuous as the diaper aisle at the grocery store could make him feel so naughty and titillated? 

Just then he looked up to realize he was in the hair care aisle. Glancing to his left, he came face to face with a rack full of wide-backed wooden hairbrushes, very similar to the one Gloria had taken to his bare bottom repeatedly over the last several weeks. Rick’s mouth went dry. His cock stirred inside his thick diaper. He reached out and picked up a brush from the rack.

The feelings of naughtiness and excitement returned as he held the brush by the handle in his right hand. With his left hand, Rick gently rubbed the flat wooden back, imagining how it might sting when slapped against his butt. He idly tapped it against his palm. 

As another shopper wandered down the aisle toward him, Rick snapped out of his daydream and reflexively dropped the brush into his cart. He hadn’t necessarily intended on buying it, but in his haste to avoid any stares committed to taking the implement home with him. He hurried about the rest of his shopping and made for the registers. 

Having cleared the checkout without incident, Rick waddled down the sidewalk back toward his apartment carrying his groceries. He had wet himself while standing in line, and the padding had swelled causing a slight gait in his stride. 

As the warm squishy padding rubbed him, Rick’s hard on grew. He mused to himself how something so simple as a trip to the grocery store could turn out to be so stimulating in his new found little-boy status. He was excited to hurry home and slip on one of his new onesies and suck down some juice from a sippy cup while he made dinner. But he also looked forward to his next opportunity to head to the store with thick padding hidden under his pants, perusing the diaper aisle and looking for new spanking implements. A smile curled in each corner of Rick’s mouth. What fun, he thought. 

[christi]

<giggles>  Buying a wood hair brush?  Talk about being the instrument of your own demise.  Then thinking about searching for more?  Thanks for sharing and I'm looking forward to the next chapter.

[Guilend]

Lol I was waiting for him to run into his special girl friend lol. I can’t wait to see how he handles being around her. I guess he could try wearing pull ups, but he’d still be breaking the rules since they’re not for outside of work lol. Good job. 

[BabyJilly_S]

Just caught up with this one, its really good, thanks for posting

How long before Gloria and Lynne are talking I wonder  

[BabyBear85]

Back at home as he put his groceries away, Rick’s phone buzzed. Gloria!

‘Hi there little Ricky! How are you tonight?’

Rick eagerly wrote back. ‘Hi Mommy! I’m good thanks how r u?’

‘I’m good. You being a good boy this week? Following all the rules?’

‘Yes Mommy. Just came home from the grocery store in a soggy Pamper :) ’

‘Good boy! Get anything yummy? Lots of fruits and veggies I hope!’

‘Only the best!’ Rick thought for a moment about telling her he’d bought a heavy duty hairbrush, but decided not to give her any ideas. Changing the subject, he wrote ‘I also got a nice big package of diapies in the mail today…’

‘Oh goodie! I thought those might arrive today. We’ll make sure that bottom stays well padded ;)  Otherwise it might wind up well paddled!’

‘No need for that Momma! I’m keeping my diapies on!!’

‘I know you are Huggie Boy. But just to be sure, how about sending me some pics of your cute butt in your new onesies before bed?’

‘Sure, will do as soon as I get my groceries put away. Thanks for sending the onesies! The training pants look really cute and comfy too.’

‘You’re welcome my boy. You can wear those trainers to work and out with your friends if you want - same rules as your other pull-ups. Now get those groceries put away and get your onesie on. Momma wants to see that cute lil tushie!’

Rick immediately threw the last items in the fridge and ran to find the onesies. The items from his care package were still strewn about on the floor in his living room, bags of diapers spilling from the empty box. Rick rummaged around and found the dino onesie. 

Stripping off his work clothes right where he stood, Rick pulled the childish garment over his head and snapped the crotch around his sagging diaper. He grabbed his phone and ran to the bedroom for a look in the mirror. He grinned ear to ear. 

Rick looked adorable. His bare, toned legs protruded down from the blue rimmed edges of his onesie. The fabric stretched across his thickly diapered crotch, slightly obscuring the printed cartoon dinosaurs who wore diapers of their own. The onesie hugged his muscular chest tightly and only barely covered his shoulders. Rick noticed the babyish lapped shoulder design in the collar. 

After drinking in the sight for a moment, Rick turned his hips to see the backside. He giggled out loud. His diaper poofed out significantly, the edges of it peeking out at the bottom corners of his butt. 

He popped a pacifier in his mouth, grabbed his phone and snapped a shot of the mirror, his padded rear on full display and a cute smile curling around the pacifier. He sent it to his mommy. 

‘Ohhh my goodness!!!!’ came the reply. ‘You are too much! I just wanna drive down there and pat that little booty!’

‘Hehehe, thanks Momma!’ Rick wrote back. ‘I’ll wear a onesie when I come for dinner Sunday and you can give me all the butt pats :) ’

‘Deal! I’ll have that poofy bottom over my lap the minute you walk in the door. Remember to keep behaving so you can keep your onesie and your diapers on for your weekly spanking  ;) ’

‘Yes Mommy’

‘Good boy. Can’t wait to see that cute little diaper butt!’

‘Hehe, can’t wait to see you either, Momma’

————

Later that evening, Gloria lay in bed wearing a silky pink nightie along with a pair of her own thick cloth training pants, adorned with pastel flowers and butterflies. She gently caressed the soft exterior of the pull-ups as she scrolled back through her phone to fine the photo of Ricky dressed like a baby in his onesie. 

Finding the pic, she zoomed in on his padded tush, giggling at the bits of diaper protruding around the edges. She zoomed back out and admired his tall muscular frame. She felt a warmth growing between her legs as she thought about how easily she had taken this big, grown, strong young man and turned him into a helpless, docile diaper baby. 

Zooming back out, Gloria rubbed her free hand against her crotch through the thick padding. She ogled his bare toned legs as she continued rubbing. Noticing the pacifier stuck between his lips, she tingled all over. She could feel the inner lining of her pull-ups grow damp. Sliding her fingers inside the trainers, she slid inside her wet pussy. Gloria imagined the scene that might unfold on Sunday evening. 

Ricky would enter her house, his onesie tucked into his puffed out jeans. After a sweet hug and greeting, Gloria would escort the boy to the kitchen and stand him in the corner, dropping his pants to his ankles so she could admire the view. Before leaving him there, she would grope his crotch and confirm both of her suspicions: his diaper was wet and his cock was hard.

“Ok little boy, come on over here. Time for a spanking,” she would call to him from the kitchen table, enjoying watching him stumble over to her with his pants twisted at his ankles. 

Imagining his puffy, onesie-clad bottom splayed across her lap, Gloria hammered her fingers into her pussy, her cute training pants soaking up her juices as they ran out of her. She imagined the sound her hand would make as it slapped Ricky’s sodden diaper, and she scolded him aloud to the empty room. 

“What a little baby you are, showing up here in a soaking wet diaper. Are you ever going to be potty trained, or will you be mommy’s little Huggie boy forever?”

Gloria looked back at the photo of Rick and her body roiled on the bed. Rubbing her clit rapidly, she closed her eyes and imagined unsnapping Ricky’s onesie exposing his soggy Huggies as he lay on his back on her bed. 

“Don’t worry sweetie, Mommy will get that little tushie all cleaned up and in a fresh diapie in no time.”

She imagined opening Ricky’s diaper to see his huge, stiff cock spring out. She would caress the shaft with a baby wipe up and down, making the boy wriggle with delight, his diaper crinkling loudly underneath him. 

Gloria writhed on the bed as she pleasured herself, her pull-ups continuing to soak up her wetness. Opening her eyes momentarily, she again ogled the image of Ricky standing in his bedroom dressed as a toddler. She closed her eyes and pictured rubbing his rock hard dick with baby lotion. 

“Come on little man, make a big sticky mess for Momma. Put those naughty stickies right in your soggy Pamper!”

With her eyes closed tight, Gloria imagined lifting the wet padding up between Ricky’s legs and against his member as she massaged him. Her mind’s eye witnessed his pleasure as he spurted cum into the dirty diaper, while Gloria meanwhile soaked her own pull-up with an intense orgasm. 

A little while later, Gloria lay in bed wearing a thick and thirsty pastel pink overnight diaper adorned with cute princesses. She drifted off to sleep with a big grin, still imagining her next evening with little Ricky, her big red-bottomed diaper baby helplessly trying to please his mommy. 

[christi]

Ohhhh sounds like someone's going to have fun the next night.  Thanks for sharing!

[BabyBear85]

Friday morning arrived and found little Ricky curled up in bed clad in a thick, wet diaper and his new dinosaur onesie, suckling his pacifier. He awoke gently from his deeply restful sleep. Stretching on the bed, he instinctively let loose and further soaked his Pampers. The warm, comforting sensation nearly put him right back to sleep. Then he realized it was finally Friday. 

Rick sprung out of bed. He couldn’t wait to see Lynne again, particularly since she’d promised him a spanking. But his excitement was met with equal trepidation. He looked down at his soaking wet diaper, which badly needed changing. Rick’s secret was almost sure to come to light tonight. 

He could still back out. He could call her and say he was sick. Or make up some other excuse. 

But part of him wanted to reveal it, to just put his cards on the table. Gloria had unlocked something in him by babying him, and he was not eager to give it up. He trusted Lynne and he knew, if it was going to work out with her, she’d know about his diapers sooner or later. Why not tonight?

Rick looked around his bedroom at the piles of big baby diapers, wipes, powder and other baby items that had amassed. Better straighten up at least, he thought, and set about the task, his Pamper squishing between his legs as he went. 

Opening his closet, he stacked the unopened packages neatly in the corner and the loose diapers on top of those. Rick made the bed, and set a single overnight diaper on the night stand, along with a bottle of powder and tub of wipes. All ready for bedtime tonight, he thought. 

Scooping up the remaining items and stashing them in the closet, Rick went about getting ready for his day. He sat at the breakfast table still in his wet Pamper, reading over Gloria’s note, refreshing his understanding of the rules. There was no ambiguity:

He was allowed to wear pull-ups on his date with Lynne. And he had to sleep in an overnight diaper. Whether that was at home or at Lynne’s place didn’t matter. 

Rick took a gulp of coffee and swallowed hard. “I’ll follow the rules,” he said out loud. “It’ll all be worth it to get another good boy spanking.” His cock stiffened inside his diaper. 

Looking up, Rick realized he needed to get a move on. He scooped up his breakfast dishes and hustled off to the shower, leaving the note from Gloria on the kitchen table. 

Rick wore his new cloth training pants under his clothes to work that day. They were certainly bulkier than the Goodnites, but his office practiced casual Fridays, so he was able to wear some baggy jeans that did a great job hiding his padded bottom. Still, with the extra thickness between his legs, it was impossible for Rick to forget what he was hiding under his pants all day. 

Able to find enough busywork to make the hours go faster, Rick sped through his day and nearly sprinted out the door at 4:29. He anxiously tapped his foot on the bus ride home. He was very eager for his date night, but also felt an urge to pee. Had he been wearing Goodnites, he may have gone ahead and let some out, but the trainers didn’t seem very absorbent and he didn’t want to risk leaking on his jeans in public. 

Finally back home, Rick kicked off his shoes and raced for the toilet. Lifting the lid and unfastening his pants, it occurred to him that he hadn’t used that toilet all week. Rick froze. He wasn’t allowed to use it! He looked down at his training pants as his bladder ached. A spurt of pee escaped into the padding. 

Rick thought for a moment about trying to hurry to his room and get a diaper on, but it was too late. The dampness in his pull-ups grew as his bladder began to fully empty. The trainers soaked up some of the pee, but it wasn’t long before it spilled out into his jeans and formed a small puddle on the bathroom floor. 

Tears welled in Ricky’s eyes as he looked down at the dark, wet stains on his pants and the pool of pee at his feet. He had just soaked his pants, wetting himself uncontrollably like a toddler. He really did belong in diapers. He cried softly for a moment and slumped to the floor. 

But it was just an accident. He had made it to the potty on time, but Gloria’s diaper punishment rules had prevented him from using it. He was being a good boy and following the rules. It wasn’t his fault. He’d just had an accident. 

Still sitting on the floor, Rick stripped off his wet clothes and made his way into the bedroom, half naked with a wet bottom. He popped the top open on the tub of wipes and set about cleaning himself up. It was just after 5:00, so he’d have plenty of time to both do a load of laundry and take a shower before heading out to meet Lynne. But for the moment, he needed a diaper. Rules were rules, plus he didn’t want to risk another sloppy accident like he’d just had. 

Rick retrieved a fresh daytime diaper from his closet and quickly powdered up and taped it on. He pulled on some sweat pants and went to deal with the mess in the bathroom. After rinsing his soiled clothes in the tub, he added them to his existing dirty laundry and scooped up the hamper to head down to the laundry room. 

As he stood waiting for the elevator, Rick heard a door open down the hall. His neighbor, the same nice lady who had ridden up with him and his giant box of diapers the day before, approached the elevator bank carrying her own laundry basket. 

“Oh it must be laundry night on our floor!” she laughed as she sidled up next to Rick. 

He laughed nervously, praying his neighbor wouldn’t notice that his clothes smelled like pee, or the telltale crinkle coming from under his pants. “Ha, yeah I guess so,” he muttered. 

“I’m Cathy, by the way, I don’t know that we were ever properly introduced.”

“Hi. I’m Ricky,” he said, unsure why he’d reflexively used the more childish version of his name. 

“Well it’s nice to finally know your name, Ricky,” Cathy returned. 

The elevator arrived, and Ricky gestured for Cathy to step in first. “Such a gentleman,”she beamed. 

The elevator descended, and Rick wished the cable would snap and he’d descend into a hole in the earth. His diaper crinkled with his every movement, and he thought he saw Cathy wrinkle her nose. The elevator dinged as it seemingly crawled along past each floor. 

Finally in the laundry room, Rick felt more comfortable. The din of the machines drowned out any noise produced by his diaper, and he and Cathy each busied themselves starting the washers. Rick took his time and pretended to be sorting his clothes, hoping he wouldn’t have to ride the elevator back up with his neighbor. 

Cathy pushed start on her machine, and called over to Rick. “Well I’m off, see you around I guess.” 

She smiled. Rick smiled back and casually waved. He waited another couple of minutes to be sure Cathy was long gone before staring his own machine and heading back upstairs. 

Safely back in his apartment, Rick set a timer to remind him to switch his laundry, adding a few extra minutes hoping to again avoid encountering Cathy. He then set about cleaning his bathroom floor and further straightening his place just in case Lynne came over later. 

When the timer rang, something occurred to him: he wasn’t sure if his new training pants could be tumble dried, or if he needed to hang them up. As he was heading down to switch the load, he texted Gloria. 

‘Hi Mommy, hope ur having a good day. I had a quick question: is it ok to put my trainers in the dryer?’

Gloria wrote back as he entered the laundry room. He glanced around to see he was alone, with only one dryer running - presumably Cathy’s things. 

‘Hi baby boy! Yes, go ahead and put them in the dryer. Did they get dirty already? What happened?’

Rick felt his face flush. He knew he’d have to admit to wetting his pull-ups, but something about putting it in writing made him anxious. He held his breath. 

‘I um, had an accident.’ 

‘Aw sweetie. That’s ok. I guess you’re just not ready for potty training huh? Gonna need to keep you in diapers for a while still :) ’

‘Yes Mommy,’ was all Rick could muster. His humiliation complete, he finished tossing his clothes in the dryer and started it up. 

Back upstairs, he again left extra minutes on his timer so as to avoid Cathy. He finished tidying up and jumped in the shower. He’d have just enough time to fold his laundry and head out to Lynne’s place. 

Dressed and ready to go, with a Goodnite under his jeans, Rick waited for his timer to ring. With only a couple of minutes left, he was startled to hear a knock on his door. He crept to the entry way and peered through the peephole. There in the hallway stood his neighbor Cathy, precariously holding two full laundry baskets. Rick’s mouth went dry as he slowly opened the door. 

“Hi Ricky!” Cathy beamed. “I hope you don’t mind, I was folding my clothes downstairs and noticed yours were done in the dryer. I didn’t want them to get all wrinkled, so I went ahead and folded them for you. Here.” She extended her arms and offered him his hamper which was perched on top of her own. 

Rick took the basket and tried to find his voice. He stared down at the folded clothes, not yet catching sight of his puffy blue training pants. 

“Oh um, oh wow thank you,” he stammered. “That's very nice of you.”

“No trouble at all, sweetie.” Cathy gave him a big smile and winked. “You have a great weekend now. I’ll see you around the building!” She shuffled off to her door down the hall. 

Rick let the door close and felt his stomach turn. He dropped the laundry basket to the floor and frantically dug through the piles looking for his pull-ups. 

Finally, he found them. Neatly folded and fluffed up at the very bottom of the hamper sat Ricky’s baby blue trainers. There could be no doubt, Cathy, who he was sure to see again repeatedly, now knew he wore pull-ups. 

The timer on his phone blared, and Rick snapped out of his daze. It was nearly time to go see Lynne, yet another person who was soon likely to learn his secret…

[christi]

Oh how embarrassing!!!  Thanks for sharing.

[BabyBear85]

Rick stood outside Lynne’s apartment building a couple of minutes past 8:00 with his hands in his pockets. He poked a finger into his crotch and squeezed his Goodnites. He hadn’t yet rang the buzzer, and was having major second thoughts. He was still reeling from the encounter with his neighbor, seeing Lynne and potentially bringing her in on his secret diapered life felt like a lot all at once. 

But he had come this far. He steeled himself, breathed deep, and pushed the button. A voice came back over the intercom quickly. 

“Hi! Ricky?” said Lynne. 

“Hi! Yeah it’s me,” Rick returned enthusiastically. 

“I’ll be right down!”

Rick’s stomach did somersaults while he waited for what felt like 20 minutes, but was probably about 90 seconds. Finally, Lynne appeared through the window at the bottom of the stairs. She wore tight pink pants that hugged her round hips deliciously, and a white blouse loosely buttoned and accenting her cleavage. She looked amazing. 

Bursting through the door, she threw her arms around Rick’s shoulders and kissed him. Rick hugged and kissed her back. 

Pulling back, Lynne said, “Hi!”

“Hi,” Rick answered. “It’s great to see you.”

“Hehe, you too.” Lynne pecked his cheek and smiled. “Shall we?”

“Yes please,” said Rick. 

The two turned to walk down the street, arms wrapped around one another’s waists. Rick allowed his arm to slip down a bit, resting his hand on Lynne’s hip, adjacent to her butt. She suddenly slapped his rear. 

“Watch it mister,” Lynne chided. “You’re already in for a smacked bottom as it is. Better behave yourself.”

Rick blushed, and was instantly worried that Lynne may have felt the thin padding underneath his pants. He looked at Lynne who wore a big smile. Realizing she probably hadn’t noticed his diaper, he smiled back. 

“Well if I’m already in for it…” he grabbed a big handful of her pert ass, “better make it worth my while.”

Lynne giggled and slapped his butt again. Rick laughed too, and he felt his cock swell inside the tight padding of his Goodnites. 

The two continued chatting and flirting as they walked the few blocks to the movie theater. They got their tickets, some popcorn and a couple of beers, then made their way into the auditorium. Lynne led the way, selecting seats in the back row, even though the theater was rather empty. 

When the lights dimmed and the coming attractions began playing, Lynne turned and pulled Rick into a deep, passionate kiss. They made out through the entirety of the previews. 

Settling back and enjoying the movie, Lynne and Rick munched popcorn and sipped their drinks. About an hour into the film, Rick felt Lynne’s hand begin petting his thigh. Her fingers caressed the inner part of his leg and began sliding upward toward his crotch. 

Rick’s member began throbbing in anticipation. He’d nearly forgotten what he wore under his pants, but as his dick pressed into the constricting pull-up, he was acutely reminded. He began to panic. Certainly not one to rebuff such an intimate touch, Rick wanted her to continue, to see where this might go. But at the same time, she was about to discover his pull-up and he couldn’t very well give an explanation right there in the theater. He was frozen in ambivalence. 

He had no further time to consider his options, though. Lynne’s hand arrived on his crotch, grabbing at his cock through both his pants and his Goodnites. She massaged him for a minute as his eyes rolled back in his head. Her hand then quickly moved to his belt buckle. 

With Rick’s pants unfastened, Lynne worked her hand down toward his member. Rick thought he felt his heart stop when she paused and quizzically prodded at his pull-up. He could feel her looking at him, but couldn’t bring himself to look back. He kept his eyes transfixed on the movie screen, his dick dripping with anticipation. 

Lynne only hesitated a moment longer. She plunged her hand into Ricky’s pull-ups and grabbed his cock. His body jerked involuntarily and he let out an audible gasp. 

Loosening her grip slightly, Lynne looked over at Rick. She put a finger to her lips to shush him, then smiled and wagged her finger at him as though scolding. Rick smiled back as Lynne began gently and slowly massaging his rock hard cock. She leaned over and kissed him deeply. 

As they made out in the back of the theater, Rick felt the heat and tension growing in his groin. Lynne pulled back from the kiss and quickened her pace. She could tell Ricky was about to blow and very much wanted to watch. 

Rick gripped the arm rests and desperately tried to keep quiet as his cum shot into the waiting diaper. Lynne squeezed every last drop out of him and his pull-up soaked it all up neatly. She slid her hand out, wiping off any residue on the Goodnite, then refastened Rick’s pants as he sat there in breathless bliss. 

A while later as the credits rolled, Lynne looked at Rick, one hand on his thigh. “So what did you think?”

Rick grinned ear to ear. “It was great, I loved it!” He paused for comedic effect. “Oh! You meant the movie?? It was ok.”

Lynne laughed loudly and patted his leg. “How about some dessert? I could go for some pie or something.”

“Great idea,” said Rick. “There’s a diner just a couple of blocks over with great desserts. And they serve wine, too.”

“Now we’re talking!” Lynne jumped to her feet and pulled Rick up by his arm. “You lead the way.” She sent him down the aisle with a two-handed smack on his thinly padded butt. 

Rick jumped slightly and giggled, then led them out of the theater. The two walked with arms around one another, each with a hand in the other’s back pocket. They chatted about the movie, as well as their all-time favorite movies. Unsurprisingly, they had very similar tastes. 

The diner was relatively quiet as the host showed them to a booth toward the back. They sat eating pie, drinking wine and making small talk, when Lynne abruptly lowered her voice and changed the subject.

“So, what’s with the pull-ups?”

Rick froze. They had been having such a great conversation, he’d nearly forgotten just how intimately Lynne now knew about his special underwear. He sat staring at her, mouth agape. 

Lynne reached across the table and took his hand. “Hey, it’s me. It’s ok,” she said. “So you’re wearing pull-ups. So what?”

Rick felt a wave of calm at her words, but still struggled to find any words himself. “They’re just.. I, I don’t usually… it’s just…”

“Listen,” Lynne cut him off. “I am passing no judgements, I’m just curious. I’ll tell you what I know, and what I think. You can confirm, or deny, or just tell me to shut up until you’re comfortable talking about it. Totally up to you. Sound good?” She gently stroked his hand to further reassure him. 

“Ok… sure,” Rick answered. 

Lynne looked over her shoulder and made sure no one was in earshot. “Ok, so obviously I know you’re wearing a pull-up right now. And I know it’s full of cum.” She giggled and winked. 

Rick blushed slightly, but laughed and nodded. “Ok, what else?” he asked. 

“I saw a pack of big baby diapers in your car at the gas station when we ran into each other. So I know it’s not just pull-ups.”

Rick’s brow dampened as his mouth dried out. She had seen them after all…

“And I know those bruises on your butt last weekend were not from falling down the stairs,” Lynne continued. “I know a spanked bottom when I see one.”

Rick swallowed hard. “Wow… ok so you know more than I thought.” He almost didn’t want to ask, but posited, “Anything else?”

“Well I also know I really want to see how cute that butt looks in both your pull-ups and your diapers.” She beamed at him with a wry smile. 

Rick’s nerves were further soothed. He took a big gulp of his wine, smiled back, but didn’t speak yet. 

“Ok now for what I think,” Lynne started. “I think this all has something to do with Mrs. C. I think she’s the one who spanked those bruises onto your little tush. And I think she sent you home with a big bag of Pampers that day I saw you at the gas station.”

Lynne leaned back in her seat. There was silence for a moment. 

“Care to fill in any blanks?” she asked. 

Rick took a breath. 

He began to spill his guts. 

[BabyJilly_S]

Nice ! A mommy and a girl who likes him in diapers total dream ! ❤️

[christi]

Ohhh very nice!  Yay that the GF knows and is onboard.  Thanks for sharing and I look forward to the next chapter.

[dyperaby]

♥♥♥♥♥

[diaperedcoach]

Just caught up . Wow what an amazing two chapters…. I wonder how she knew about Ms.C  and I can’t wait to see what happens with the Nieghbor and wonder if the cashier was just a one off? 
 

any who excellent job keep it up.. !!

[Little johnnie]

Incredible story and great writing.  I hope you continue very talented

[BabyBear85]

Rick sat at the booth in the diner regaling Lynne with nearly every detail of his encounters with Gloria over the last several weeks. Once he started talking, he couldn’t stop. The stories of spankings and diaper changes spilled out of him. 

He went all the way back to that fateful day when he was 12, sitting in her minivan being scolded for spoiling his dinner. He told Lynne how he had recounted the incident to Gloria and how he had asked her to finally follow through on the threat of a spanked bare bottom. He recalled how badly her hairbrush stung, but how he came to crave the feeling only days later. 

He told her how Gloria had forced him to wear diapers after his “accident” during his first sleepover. How she had spanked him soundly the next morning when he took his diaper off to use the bathroom. He detailed the further incorporation of baby items like sippy cups, bibs and pacifiers. 

He explained that he had been put on a two week diaper punishment because he hadn’t worn one to bed when he spent the night with Lynne the prior weekend. He told her about being dragged through Target wearing thick overnight diapers, and his humiliation at the register as Gloria purchased his Goodnites. And how he knew in no uncertain terms what would happen if he didn’t comply with Gloria’s rules this time. 

And finally how all of these events had led to him now sitting in a diner, on a date, wearing a sticky pull-up diaper. 

Rick finally stopped talking and took a breath. His head was spinning. He couldn’t believe how much he had just shared with Lynne, but his anxiety about the situation caused had rendered him unable to stop once he started. 

Lynne looked across the table at him. She wore a thin smile, but gazed at Rick with warm and reassuring eyes. 

“Wow,” she said. “That’s quite a story.”

Rick blushed. “Yeah…”

“So the spanking was your idea, but the diapers were Mrs. C.’s idea?”

“Right…”

“Fascinating…”

Rick began to worry. He could tell Lynne was processing all he had said, but wasn’t sure how it was sitting. Finally, she spoke again. 

“Well I definitely still want to get a look at your little butt in those pull-ups. And I promised you a spanking, didn’t I?”

Rick smiled. “Yes you did.”

“We’d better get to it then,” Lynne said. “And I think I have extra work to do now that I know you lied to me.” She clicked her tongue disapprovingly. 

Rick felt a pit in his stomach. “I don’t know about that…” he said slowly. “Mrs. C. already gave me a pretty thorough punishment for lying last Sunday.”

“Did she now,” Lynne leaned over with a lascivious look. “Please do tell.”

Rick picked up his wine glass and downed the last few gulps. 

“Well I got a pretty serious spanking,” he said, “but I guess that was for not wearing my diapers every night. She washed my mouth out with soap for lying to you.” He shuddered as he remembered the horribly bitter taste of the soap. 

“She did???!!!” Lynne gaped. Rick just nodded. “Wow, that’s pretty intense. I guess you learned your lesson huh?”

Rick nodded again. “Yeah it was pretty awful.”

“Well I’m sorry to say, you’re not all the way off the hook. I’m still gonna spank that little butt tonight.” Lynne polished off her own wine and flagged the server to get the check. They settled up and were on their way. 

Out on the sidewalk, Lynne hooked Rick’s arm in hers. “We’d better head to your place. I don’t have any diapers at my house, and I don’t wanna get you in trouble again.” 

Rick blushed and looked over his shoulder. 

“Oh don’t worry, no one heard me,” Lynne chided, adding a few smacks to his rear for emphasis. She tugged his arm and led them down the street. 

Back at Rick’s apartment, Lynne made herself at home. “Great place!” she commented. “How long have you lived here?”

“A couple of years,” Rick answered. 

“Nice view,” said Lynne standing by the living room windows. She wandered through the apartment into the kitchen. “Ohhh what’s this?”

Ricky followed her into the room and found her standing over the table holding a piece of paper - the note from Gloria detailing his diaper punishment. Lynne stood reading it while Ricky just watched in humiliation. She clicked her tongue. 

“Well you weren’t joking about these rules,” Lynne observed. “And promises of bruised butts and soapy mouths if you don’t comply? I guess I would stick to it too, if it were me…”

Rick stood contemplating the thought. He recalled the image from his dream weeks ago, Lynne facedown over Gloria’s lap giggling as she took a firm spanking on her pert, bare bottom. Lynne put the note down and snapped him out of his daydream. 

“Now… where’s the bedroom?” She winked at Rick and walked with purpose toward his room. 

“Awwww!” Lynne cooed as she walked in. She raced over to the nightstand and picked up his overnight Pamper. “This is so cute!!” She turned it over, squeezed it and inspected it  

Rick just stood in the doorway blushing. He felt about two feet tall as Lynne kept up her exploration of the bedroom, popping open the tub of wipes and sniffing the scented powder. 

“Where’s your pull-up supply?” she asked abruptly, tossing the diaper on his bed.  

“Here, in the dresser,” Rick said, stepping forward opening the drawer. 

“Aw, of course. They’re in your undies drawer!” Lynne giggled. She picked one of the diapers up out of the drawer and studied it. Opening up the Goodnite, she stretched it out and stuck her hands through the leg holes. “Doesn’t look like it would hold much. Not like that big puffy overnight diaper,” she gestured back toward the thick garment on his bed. 

Lynne closed the drawer and set the fluffed up Goodnite on top of Rick’s dresser. She turned her attention to his brand new hairbrush which also sat on the dresser. She tapped it against her palm. Rick gulped. 

“Hmm… Now what about this thing…” Lynne mused. She turned the brush back and forth in her hand. “Doesn’t look like this ever gets used on your hair. Is this for your naughty little bottom?”

Rick felt his brow dampen. His pull-ups also dampened, as his cock throbbed. He stared at Lynne, looked down at the brush and nodded. 

Lynne slapped it sharply agains her hand. “I think it’s time for me to pull down those pants and spank your butt, mister.”

[christi]

Looks like someone has a dommy mommy and a dommy girlfriend...  Better learn to be a very good boy.  Thanks for sharing.

[BabyBear85]

Lynne took Rick by the hand and led him toward the bed. She sat down on the edge and pulled him in front of her. Unfastening his pants, she pushed them down gently and let them fall to his ankles. Lynne leaned back to get a look at Rick in his pull-ups. 

“Mmm mmm. Very cute indeed. Let’s see the back.” She spun his hips around to get a look at his butt. “Oh yeah,” said Lynne. “Adorably cute.”

Rick felt exposed and a bit embarrassed, but his cock felt otherwise. It bulged and strained inside his Goodnites. 

Without warning, Lynne put a hand on Rick’s bottom and shoved him forward. He sprawled across her lap, his pull-up clad rear end awaiting her wrath. Lynne felt his manhood throb against her thigh. She adjusted her legs and watched him squirm. 

“Naughty boy,” Lynne chided. “Are you enjoying this?”

“Yes ma’am,” Rick answered, reflexively reverting to a submissive role. 

“Well let’s see what we can do about that.” Lynne brought back of the brush down with a crack on his thinly padded butt. Rick flinched, but also let out a delighted moan. 

Lynne spanked him slowly and methodically. Not too hard, but strong enough to elicit some reddening around the edges of his pull-up. Rick squirmed on her lap, thoroughly enjoying the growing heat in both his butt and his cock. 

After peppering him with spanks, Lynne stopped and set down the brush. She rubbed Rick’s ass with both hands, slipping her fingers inside the creases of his Goodnites, which continued growing damp as his member dripped into them. 

“As cute as your butt looks in these little diapies, I don’t think you’ll learn your lesson unless I pull them down,” Lynne said as she continued to grope him hungrily. Her hands slid between his legs, teasing his aching cock. 

In one sudden motion, she yanked the pull-up down, ripping its side panels and exposing Rick’s bare bottom. 

“Oopsies!” said Lynne in a babyish tone. “Well, those were due to be changed anyway. We’ll get you in your bedtime Pampers after you’ve had your punishment.”

She picked up the brush and tapped it against his bare ass. “Now where was I…”

SPANK SPANK SPANK

Lynne landed three very hard smacks, then rubbed his reddening bottom with her free hand, her fingers dipping between his legs and cheeks, caressing his most sensitive parts. 

“We don’t tell lies, do we?”

SPANK SPANK SPANK

Ricky oscillated between agony from the viscous sting of the brush, and pleasure as she teased him again with her fingers. 

“I asked you a question little boy.”

SPANK SPANK SPANK

“Do we tell lies?”

SPANK SPANK SPANK

“NO!!!” Ricky yelled. 

Lynne plunged her hand between his legs and gripped his cock. He gasped, and raised his hips so she could get her fingers all the way around his shaft. 

It occurred to Ricky, Lynne was very comfortable in this role. She definitely knew how to dish out a punishment, and she had him wrapped all the way around her finger, craving more and more. 

He felt the brush tap his bottom lightly. His cock throbbed in Lynne’s hand. 

“My, my,” she remarked. “It’s getting awfully damp down here. No wonder you’re still in diapers.”

SPANK the brush landed soundly. 

“Now, tell me what happens to naughty boys who lie.”

Rick moaned as she stroked him into the Goodnite. 

“They get spanked,” he said with a gasp. 

SPANK SPANK SPANK

“That’s right,” Lynne said authoritatively. “Right on their bare little bottoms.”

SPANK SPANK SPANK

The blows were as hard as any Lynne had delivered, and caused Rick’s cock to soften slightly. 

“I want you to tell me the truth this time,” Lynne said, lowering her voice seductively, “why was your bottom bruised when you came to my house last weekend?”

“Because… because I… I got spanked,” Rick stammered. 

SPANK SPANK SPANK

“Spanked like this?”

SPANK SPANK SPANK

“Ow!! Yes!!”

SPANK SPANK SPANK

“Such a naughty little boy, still needing spankings at your age. And still in diapers too. When are you going to grow up, you bad boy?” Lynne scolded as she rhythmically paddled him. 

She kept a hand on Ricky’s cock throughout, which had further softened because of the growing pain in his rear. She put down the brush and caressed his red cheeks. His dick immediately began to stiffen again. 

“Ok, I think you’ve learned your lesson,” Lynne said, gently patting Ricky’s tush. “It’s time to get you ready for bed.”

She stood him up with three sharp slaps of her hand. The twisted, torn Goodnite fell to the floor, and his cock bobbed straight out in front of him. Lynne reached across the bed and unfolded his overnight diaper. She spread it out on the bed and guided Ricky towards it so he could lay down. 

Flat on his back with his cock pointing skyward, Ricky watched as Lynne slowly undressed. He ogled her ass as she peeled off her pants, and his dick bobbed anxiously as her exquisite tits popped out of her bra. Totally naked, she smiled down at Rick as she straddled him on the bed. 

Ricky wasted no time. He grabbed Lynne’s ass with both hands and thrust her pussy into his face. She gripped the headboard and gasped as he worked his tongue all over her, his chin growing wet along with her pussy. 

Lynne reached behind her and pulled Ricky’s diaper up between his legs. She grabbed his cock through the padding and rubbed it vigorously. This in turn made Ricky lick her faster and harder. Lynne moaned and screamed. She could take no more. 

Pushing back the diaper, Lynne slid her hips down and slammed Ricky’s cock into her wet pussy. She rode him hard, her juices dripping down his shaft. Rick reached behind her and began spanking her bare ass, not hard, but with enough force to elicit some yelps. 

That was all it took for Lynne to climax. She shuddered and screamed. Rick kept slapping her butt all the way through. Lynne fell forward and blissfully lay on top of Rick. He gently rubbed her bottom, noticing a bit of heat emanating from her cheeks. 

After she recovered, Lynne sat back upright and began slowly bouncing her hips, sliding Ricky in and out of her. His eyes rolled back in his head as she pleasured him. 

Lynne reached between Ricky’s legs and pulled the diaper back up, the soft padding deliciously caressing his balls. Putting one hand on the plasticky outside of the Pamper, she pulled it tight so the front panel wrapped around her own butt. Ricky grabbed her ass through the diaper with both hands and nearly blew his load immediately. Lynne coaxed him. 

“Uh oh, is the big boy gonna have an accident? We better get you in your diapers quick, naughty boy, before you make a mess everywhere. I’ll have to put you back over my knee for another spanking if that happens!”

The scolding baby talk was too much. Rick arched his back and plunged himself deep into Lynne’s opening. He squeezed the diaper against her ass and felt her tug it up tightly between his legs. Cum exploded into Lynne’s pussy as Rick moaned deeply and loudly. 

Lynne fell forward on top of him, and the two held each other tightly for several minutes, basking in their intense sexual connection. 

[BabyBear85]

“Ok,” Lynne said softly into Ricky’s ear, still laying on top of him, “time to get this little boy in his bedtime diaper.”

The hair on Ricky’s arms stood up. He held Lynne tightly and kissed her. “Ok,” he replied timidly. 

Lynne dismounted and grabbed the tub of wipes. She first cleaned herself up, then went about wiping down Ricky’s crotch. She started to pull the diaper up, but Rick stopped her and reached over to the nightstand for the powder. 

“Oops,” Lynne said playfully. “Guess I’m new at this.” She snatched the powder from him with a giggle and liberally applied it to his diaper area. 

As Lynne pulled the diaper up between his legs, Rick took hold of the front panel and held it in place at his waist. 

“Bottom tapes first,” he instructed. 

“Yes sir,” Lynne teased. She fastened them snugly at the bottom then the top. “There we go!” she cooed. “All set for beddy bye!” 

She patted the front of his diaper. A little powder puffed out onto Ricky’s tummy, making him giggle. 

“Wow, these are super cute. And so thick!” 

Rick blushed. 

Lynne grabbed his hips and tugged. “Come on, turn over, let me see that tushie.” 

She spun Ricky over and hooked an arm around his waist, bringing him up on his knees and elbows, his diaper clad bottom pointing skyward. 

“Oh. My. Goodness. You are too cute!!”

Rick looked back at her with a smile, his face pressed down on the mattress. 

“Aw, look at these little pink splotches peeking out,” Lynne teased as she slapped at the remnants of the spanking she’d given him. “Naughty boy,” she giggled. 

Lynne’s hand lingered on Ricky’s padded bottom, gently stroking the plastic backing on the thick diaper. She gave it a firm squeeze. 

“They definitely seem comfy,” said Lynne, continuing to run her hands all over. Her slender fingers explored every crease and edge, and she delivered several firm pats to the middle of Ricky’s bottom. 

“They really are comfy,” Rick replied. He watched Lynne’s eyes scanning his rear end, seemingly entranced. A thought popped in his head: did she want to wear one? He couldn’t be sure, but thought it couldn’t hurt to ask. 

“You’re welcome to, um, try one on… if you want?” said Rick with a quiver. 

Lynne blushed bright red and pulled her hand away. Rick sat up quickly and put a hand on her shoulder. 

“Sorry… I didn’t mean… just that.. I couldn’t tell if…”

A big smile grew on Lynne’s face. She looked up at Ricky as he stammered, putting a finger to his lips so he’d shut up. 

“No way!” Lynne said indignantly. “I’m not a baby like you!” She stuck her tongue out and jumped off the bed. 

Ricky was a bit puzzled, but Lynne didn’t seem mad so he just rolled with it and waited to see where this was going.  

Walking across the room, Lynne said, “I don’t wear baby diapers! I’m a big girl!” She arrived at the dresser and retrieved the stretched out Goodnite that still sat on top from her earlier inspection. 

Lynne turned and looked at Ricky as she held it out and stepped into it. 

“I wear pull-ups, not diapers!!” she announced loudly. 

With the thin pull-up snuggly around her hips, Lynne ran over and jumped back into bed with Ricky. He laughed loudly and pulled her into a bear hug. He reached down and patted her butt through the pull-ups. 

“Ohhh my mistake. Such a big girl!” he laughed. 

Still in each other’s embrace, Lynne and Ricky fell down on the bed and pulled up the covers. They snuggled tightly and fell asleep in minutes, each wearing nothing but a diaper. 

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The next morning, Ricky stirred in bed. Barely awake, he rolled over and emptied his bladder into his diaper. He had become very accustomed to waking up to the warming sensation of a swelling diaper. It had a calming effect and caused him to greet every day with a smile on his face. 

As he opened his eyes though, Ricky remembered he was not alone. He felt a moment of panic. Lynne lay next to him, still sleeping soundly. Ricky felt embarrassment and discomfort, having just wet himself while in bed next to his lover. 

Lynne stirred slightly, as she lay on her side, her back facing Ricky. It was then that he remembered he likely had nothing to worry about. He looked down and saw Lynne’s amazing butt tightly wrapped in a thin pull-up. Ricky’s cock sprung to attention inside his own diaper at the sight. Her butt cheeks protruded deliciously from the bottom edges. 

Ricky lingered a moment, drooling over the sight. Then he carefully and quietly slipped out of bed. Silently retrieving a fresh daytime diaper from the closet, he tiptoed to the bathroom to get changed, noting how long they’d slept after their late night together. It was nearly 10:00. 

He reentered the bedroom in a clean diaper, but still with nothing else on. He found Lynne looking up at him with a wide smile. 

“Good morning,” she beamed. 

“Good morning,” replied Ricky, sliding back into bed next to her. Lynne rolled over to face him. She reached down and squeezed his crotch. 

“This isn’t the same Pamper I put you to bed in… did you have a little accident?”

Ricky blushed bright red. 

“It’s ok sweetie,” Lynne said patting his tush, “that’s why you’re still in diapers!”

Ricky giggled and snuggled up closer. He wrapped his arms around her and his hand found its way to her pull-up clad butt. 

“Looks like you stayed dry,” he said with a smile and a squeeze. 

“I told you,” Lynne said, “I’m a big girl.”

They both laughed. The chemistry between them was remarkable. 

“These are comfy though, I like how they fit,” she said. “Thanks for sharing them.”

“Of course,” Ricky said. “I’m actually stunned, but relieved, by how cool you’re being about all this diaper stuff.”

“I think it’s adorable. It’s not something I had ever thought to try, but I definitely see the appeal. It’s nice to forget about adult worries for a while.”

“It really is. And having Mrs. C. looking after me adds a lot to that experience. When she’s around I can really just let go and know that she’ll take care of me.”

“Mrs. C.,” Lynne mused, “you mean your mommy?”

Ricky blushed again and felt like hiding his face. The night before, Lynne had seen the note Gloria left him, which she had signed “Mommy.” There could be no confusion about the dynamic of their relationship. 

“Um… yeah. My … my mommy,” Rick admitted. 

“Sounds nice. Having a mommy making sure you have everything you need,” Lynne said. “Including when what you need is a good hard spanking.” She smiled. 

Already blushing, Ricky’s cheeks turned even redder. 

Lynne paused for a moment. She was starting to open up about her own desires, but feeling some natural nervousness. Lynne knew she could trust Ricky, but she’d had some up and down experiences regarding spanking with some of her boyfriends in the past, and found herself apprehensive. 

But the more she thought about it, she realized she had nothing to lose. Ricky had been so open with her, wearing pull-ups on their date, letting her take him across her knee, even laying still while she diapered him. If she were equally open with him, their connection could only get deeper and stronger. She took a deep breath. 

“Maybe you already guessed this,” Lynne said tentatively, “but I’m a… switch.”

“A switch?” Ricky asked. He was vaguely familiar with the term, but wanted Lynne to elaborate. 

“Yeah… I get off on being both dominant and submissive.” She stared at him for a second. “You know… I really enjoyed spanking you last night, but I also like… getting spanked.”

Ricky raised his eyebrows. His cock was already hard, and now strained inside his dry diaper. 

“Yeah I did notice that you enjoyed it when I was slapping your ass last weekend.”

Lynne blushed and giggled. She raised her head slightly and looked past Ricky to the nightstand. Ricky turned to match her gaze and saw his new hairbrush, perched atop the tub of baby wipes. 

They turned back and looked at each other. Lynne felt butterflies in her stomach. She screwed up her courage. 

“You know… I’ve never had a hairbrush spanking…”

Ricky studied her face. A smile spread across his lips. 

Moving deliberately he rolled over and picked up the brush. “Should we do something about that?” Ricky asked seductively. 

Lynne bit her lip. She nodded. 

Ricky sat up in bed with his back against the headboard. Lynne immediately crawled over his lap and stuck her ass up in the air. Ricky took his time and savored the view. 

He rubbed Lynne’s butt through her pull-ups, his fingers sliding between her legs, eliciting moans and gasps from Lynne. Ricky patted her cheeks firmly with his palm. 

“Are you going to keep your pull-ups dry during your spanking, ‘Big Girl?’” he teased. 

Lynne looked up and him, still biting her lip. She shook her head. 

“Naughty naughty…” The brush cracked against her bottom. Lynne yelped. 

Ricky started spanking in earnest, all while continuing to rub Lynne’s pussy through the front of her diaper. He alternated cheeks, making each side turn pink and then red, the pull-up providing very little protection. 

Lynne moaned as her Goodnites grew damper and damper. She yelped and squirmed under the spanks. The sensations in her crotch and ass intensified and she felt like she was nearing a climax. 

Taking note, Ricky decided he’d up the ante. He yanked back her pull-up, tearing the sides and exposing Lynne's bare bottom. Running his finger along the inner lining, he clicked his tongue and tried his hand at some light scolding. 

“Aw, I thought you were a big girl. These pull-ups are all wet! What are we gonna do with you?”

Ricky’s fingers continued along the padding until they reached Lynne’s crotch. He teased her wet pussy, then smacked her with the brush, hard, twice on each cheek. 

Lynne gasped and writhed. Ricky slid one finger inside of her, massaging her clit with another. She screamed, and more of her juices soaked into the pull-up beneath her. 

“Go ahead and wet your pull-ups, you dirty girl,” Ricky chided. 

As if she had been waiting for permission, Lynne orgasmed loudly. Ricky kept slapping her bare butt all the way until she stopped screaming and collapsed across his lap. 

She lay limply as Ricky gently caressed her bright red butt. 

Finally, Lynne stirred. She lifted herself off of Ricky with a huge smile and gave him a deep, passionate kiss. Sliding off the bed, she silently took Ricky’s hands and stood him up, still wearing a big grin. 

Hooking her thumbs in the edges of Ricky’s Pampers, Lynne tugged at the garment and wiggled it down. It took some effort to get it past Ricky’s huge, protruding dick, but she quickly had it below his hips. Turning away from Ricky, Lynne put her elbows on the mattress and her bright red ass in the air. 

Ricky didn’t need a further invitation. He grabbed Lynne’s hips and thrust his member into her waiting, dripping pussy. His eyes rolled back in his head. Lynne moaned as he hammered her again and again. Ricky was so turned on, he knew it wouldn’t take long to climax. 

He opened his eyes and looked down. The sight before him made him lose control. 

Lynne’s we’ll spanked bottom. A diaper pulled down around his hips. On the bed, a discarded pull-up and the hairbrush he had just used to give Lynne a paddling.

Ricky slapped Lynne’s blushing bottom, grabbed a handful and let out a low groan, once again filling Lynne with his cum. 

Breathlessly, the two lovers collapsed on the bed in each other’s arms.

[BabyJilly_S]

Fabby, loving this story , thanks a lot

[Alex Bridges]

I’m loving this story! Keep up the good work 

[christi]

Yumm, very nice!

[BabyBear85]

After Lynne and Ricky caught their breath, Lynne reached down and tugged on Ricky’s diaper, which was still pulled down below his butt cheeks. 

“Better pull these back up,” she said with a sweet smile. “Don’t want any wet beds!”

Ricky smiled back and lifted his hips off the bed, allowing Lynne to pull his Pampers back up over his crotch. With his diaper securely back in place, Ricky reached over and pinched Lynne’s bottom, still pink from his hairbrush. 

“What about you, big girl? Need a fresh pull-up?”

Lynne blushed and giggled. “Hehe, ok,” she said. 

Ricky climbed out of bed waddled over to his dresser. Lynne stifled a giggle, watching his diapered bottom wiggle on his way across the room. Ricky opened his underwear drawer and pulled out a Goodnite. He fluffed it up and stretched out the waistband as he walked back to the bed. 

Lynne swung her legs over the edge of the bed and pointed her toes. Ricky knelt down and guided the pull-up over her ankles and up to her knees. As she stood up, Ricky started to tug it up her thighs. 

Lynne slapped his hands away and pulled it up herself. She winked. “Big girl, remember?”

“Hehe, oh right,” Ricky giggled. He stepped back and watched as Lynne secured the thin diaper around her hips. He ogled the sight of of Lynne’s shapely figure accentuated by the Goodnites, her amazing tits still on display. 

“I gotta say, you look amazing in those,” he said with a big smile.

Lynne threw her arms around his waist and kissed him on the cheek. “Thanks, Ricky,” she said smiling back. She thumped his padded tush and squeezed his cheeks. “And you look absolutely adorable in your big Huggies!”

They made out for several minutes, groping each other’s padded butts. 

Ricky slapped Lynne’s bottom hard. “How about some breakfast?” he asked, even though it was approaching lunchtime. 

“Would love some,” Lynne said, with several return spanks to Ricky’s padded backside. 

Ricky grabbed a couple of clean t-shirts, handing one to Lynne. The shirt almost covered her diapered bottom, the edge of her pull-up peeking out below the hem. Ricky’s t-shirt, meanwhile, did very little to cover his poofy butt. His Huggies remained broadly on display. 

Lynne sat at the kitchen table sipping coffee and admiring the view as Ricky made them breakfast. She was impressed and further enamored by his know-how in the kitchen. Lynne had always been attracted to men who could cook. But watching a man make her a delicious breakfast while wearing a huge dinosaur print diaper was on another level. 

Ricky plated an omelette and piece of toast for each of them. He poured two glasses of orange juice and offered to top off Lynne’s coffee cup. 

“I’m all set, thanks. This looks delicious!” she replied. The two started in on their breakfast. 

A minute or so later, Lynne adjusted on the hardwood chair. Ricky noticed, and suddenly worried that perhaps her bottom was still sore from the spanking he’d given her. 

“Sorry…” he said timidly, “I didn’t spank you too hard did I?”

Lynne laughed heartily. She reached over and patted his arm. 

“No, you definitely did not,” she said reassuringly. “Actually…” she blushed slightly, “… maybe not hard enough.”

A smile spread across Ricky’s face. “Oh? Is that right?”

“Yeah,” Lynne said tentatively, “if I’m being honest… you kind of just left me craving some more.”

Ricky’s raised his eyebrows. Lynne looked across the table at him with a shy smile. He smiled back, then pushed back from the table a couple of feet. 

“Oh?” he said, patting his lap. “Want another round? There’s a wooden spoon right there…” he pointed to the counter. 

Lynne giggled. She sipped her juice. 

“Well… I actually kinda had something else in mind.” She hesitated. Ricky stared at her with bated breath. Lynne poked at the note from Gloria which was still on the table between them. “Do you think your mommy might… you know, um… would she be willing to spank me too?”

Blood rushed from Ricky’s head to his cock. His mind swirled as he instantly recalled the scene from his dream (and subsequent fantasies), Lynne draped over Gloria’s lap taking a hard hand spanking. His smile grew wider. 

“Um, yes. Yes, I think she would,” he said matter of factly. “She has often told me how she believes no one is too old for a spanked bottom. All you’d have to do is ask for it, and she will definitely spank you.”

Lynne blushed, giggled, and fidgeted in her seat. 

“Be careful what you wish for, though,” Ricky said. “She is quite the proficient spanker,” he warned. 

“Psh,” Lynne bristled, “I told you, I’m a big girl. I can take it.” They both giggled. 

“What about you?” she asked, a slight concern in her voice. “Did I spank you too hard?”

Ricky was slightly taken aback. Since spankings had become a regular part of his life several weeks ago, not once had there ever been any concern for whether he’d been spanked too hard. The concept seemed foreign - when he was being punished by Gloria, he had no say in how harshly the punishment was delivered. 

He took a moment to think about the chastisement Lynne had given him the night before. It certainly wasn’t the hardest spanking he’d ever received, those honors still firmly with his mommy. But Lynne definitely knew how to spank. He recalled his bottom stinging significantly the night before as he fell asleep.

“No, not too hard,” said Ricky, “but it was pretty hard. You definitely know what you’re doing. I’m guessing mine isn’t the first butt you’ve ever spanked…”

“Oh no, definitely not,” Lynne snickered. “Going back quite a ways, actually. My mom gave me permission to spank my little brothers when I would babysit for them.”

“She did?? Woah…”

“Yeah, she actually almost encouraged it. My brothers were so bad.” Lynne laughed. “If I had to spank one of them, they’d always get it again when my mom got home, too.” Lynne laughed. “If only she knew…”

“Wow, so you have years of experience then, huh?” Ricky asked, stimulated by this turn in the conversation. 

“I had a boyfriend in college who let me take him over my knee. But he was such a wimp. I never hit him even as hard as I spanked you last night, and he always be whining about a sore butt,” Lynne recounted. “It obviously didn’t work out.”

Hearing the lament in her voice, Ricky became eager to please. 

“Oh well like I said, you definitely didn’t spank me too hard, and I really enjoyed it.” He smiled and added, “I’m looking forward to my next trip over your knee.”

Lynne giggled loudly. “Soon enough, I’m sure… you naughty boy.”

Ricky felt his cock throb inside his diaper. He smiled lasciviously across the table. 

“Speaking of which,” Lynne said, moving on, “how about a sleepover at my house tonight? I can make dinner. And then tomorrow, as long as you’re sure it’s ok, we can head to your mommy’s house together to get our butts smacked.”

Ricky loved that idea and told her so. “I’ll text Mommy and let her know you’re coming. Do you want me to mention your spanking, or do you wanna just ask her when we get there?”

Lynne thought for a moment. “I guess maybe if you don’t mind planting the seed… it might make it easier for me to ask.” She shifted in her seat. 

“Happy to,” Ricky beamed. 

“Ok great. Then I’ll head out after breakfast, and why don’t you pack up an overnight bag with everything you’ll need for tonight and tomorrow and come on over later this afternoon.”

“Sounds great.”

With breakfast finished, Lynne retreated to the bedroom to get dressed while Ricky cleaned up the kitchen table. He piled the dishes in the sink and made his way to the bedroom, figuring the dishes could stand to wait while he got one last look at Lynne’s amazing body. 

As he entered the room, Lynne had on her blouse, Ricky’s t-shirt tossed on the bed, and was pulling her tight pants up over her Goodnites. Ricky’s cock stirred at the sight. 

Dressed and ready, Lynne picked up her purse, and took a few more pull-ups from Ricky’s dresser drawer. 

Stuffing them in her bag, she said, “I’m sure you don’t mind, right? After all, it seems like you’re not going to be out of diapers any time soon. No need for all these big boy pull-ups.”

Ricky blushed. “Sure, help yourself,” he replied. 

“Thanks,” Lynne said, and planted a kiss on his cheek. She swatted his bottom. “Make sure you pack up plenty of Pampers for our sleepover.”

“Yes ma’am,” Ricky said with a grin. 

At the front door of his apartment, they made out passionately for several minutes before Lynne pulled away and put her hand on the door knob. 

“See you soon,” she said. “And don’t keep me waiting!” she added, wagging a stern finger at him. 

“I’ll be right over!” Ricky said enthusiastically. 

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Ricky raced through his apartment to get his phone. He was so excited that Lynne was coming with him to visit his mommy, and he expected Mommy would be too. But he wanted to give her as much notice as he could, being such a polite young man…

He was also very eager to get her reaction to Lynne’s request for a proper spanking. Ricky grabbed his phone and texted as fast as his fingers could manage. 

‘Hi Mommy! Looking forward to seeing you tomorrow. I wanted to see if it’s ok with you if Lynne comes for dinner too?’

He stared at the phone anxious for a response. Gloria didn’t write back immediately. With his mommy seemingly occupied, Ricky set about cleaning up the breakfast dishes, hoping to busy himself and ease his anxious mind. 

As the running water hit his hands, Ricky felt the urge to pee. It took almost no concentration to let go and flood his diaper. He noted how easy it had become, and started to worry that he might need to be careful when he went back to wearing undies. 

Finished with the dishes, he checked his phone. Gloria had responded. 

‘Hi sweetie! Yes definitely, please do bring Lynne! It will be so good to see her. But of course you know, you still need your weekly spanking. And I also expect to see you dressed in that cute onesie with diapers underneath. You’re ok with Lynne seeing all of that?’

‘Yeah she’s, um… all up to speed. We had a really great night together last night. She actually even helped me get into by bedtime diaper.’

‘Well isn’t that wonderful! I knew she would be understanding!’

‘Yeah you were right, Mommy. She even said I looked adorable :) ’

‘She is right about that!! I know I can’t wait to see that cute little Huggie Butt tomorrow.’

‘Hehe. I’m looking forward to seeing you too. And so is Lynne. She asked me something else that I wanted to run by you, too ...’

‘Oh?’

‘She was wondering if you’d be willing to give her a spanking too.’

‘Oh my. Well certainly. Has she been misbehaving?’

‘Noooo she’s a good girl :)  But I think it’s kind of like the first time I asked you for a spanking, she just wants that same feeling.’

‘I can certainly understand that. Well of course. You tell her she’s got an appointment with my hairbrush tomorrow night. We’ll get the both of you sorted right out!’

‘Hehe thanks, Mommy. She’ll be very happy.’

‘Can’t wait to see you two. Come on out anytime you want, I’ll be home all day.’

‘I can’t wait either. See you tomorrow xoxo’

Ricky was giddy. He was so excited, he couldn’t help himself texting Lynne right away. 

‘Just heard back from Mommy. All good for tomorrow night. She said to let you know you have an appointment with her hairbrush.’

Lynne had just walked in the door at her place when her phone dinged. She wrote back immediately. 

‘Oh boy … *gulp*  Thanks for checking with her! Now hurry up and get ready and bring your little diapered tush over to my house!’

‘Yes ma’am!’

Lynne set down her phone and felt a tingle in her bottom, spreading to her crotch. She had butterflies in her stomach, titillated and nervous at once. Her hands drifted to her butt, rubbing and gently squeezing each cheek. 

She remembered the sting from Ricky’s hairbrush. She thought about how much more severely it would be applied by Mrs. C. A chill went down her spine. 

Snapping out of her daydream, Lynne made her way through the apartment to get ready for her day with Ricky. Lynne’s two bedroom flat was well updated, and the bathroom in particular had some luxury features. A walk in shower with detachable massaging shower head, and separate bath tub were amplified by several large mirrors. It seemed somewhat excessive to rent such a big place, but Lynne had worked hard in grad school, and felt she’d earned it. Her company was paying her above market, so why not live comfortably?

Lynne walked in the bathroom and turned on the shower to let it warm up, then instinctively made for the toilet. Unfastening her pants, she was already pulling them down when she saw herself in the mirror. She froze. 

Somehow, on the way home, she’d managed to forget that she was wearing pull-ups. When Lynne first left Ricky’s, she had been very aware of the slight crinkle and thin padding between her legs. But the pull-ups fit her so well and were so comfortable, eventually she forgot they were even there. 

Lynne let her pants fall to her ankles, and checked herself out from several angles in the mirrors around the room. She thought she looked very cute, but also sexy, as the Goodnites hugged her hips and accentuated her round butt. 

‘Would be even cuter in pink though,’ she thought to herself. Perhaps there was something that could be done about that. She started formulating a plan for her afternoon with Ricky. They would need to stop into Target, she thought, for some additional supplies. 

In the meantime, Lynne had to pee. She put her hands on the waistband of her pull-ups, but then stopped. She again looked at herself in the mirror. 

With a little concentration and a push from her abdomen, Lynne quickly filled the thin diaper with pee. She was very impressed by how much it could hold, and also noticed how pleasurable the warm squishy feeling around her crotch and butt was. Looking down, she prodded the soggy padding. 

Her fingers explored her crotch and rear. Lynne found the feeling foreign and somehow familiar at the same time. She slipped a finger inside the leak guard, noticing how efficiently her mess had been wicked away and contained. She touched her skin, which was only slightly damp. 

Lynne’s finger moves along her leg toward her pussy, which was also damp and growing wetter. Looking up at the shower head which was now filling the room with steam, she tore off the sodden pull-up and jumped in the shower. 

Letting the hot water run over body, Lynne closed her eyes and rubbed her clit. She imagined Ricky’s naked ass sprawled across her lap. A moan escaped her lips as she rubbed faster and harder. 

Grabbing the shower head, Lynne quickly spun the dial to the pulse setting, and jammed it between her legs. She gasped and screamed as the warm water sprayed onto her crotch and down her legs. 

She again pictured the scene from the prior night, Ricky helpless and red bottomed, bent over her knee. She held his hairbrush in one hand and his dripping cock in the other. 

Lynne’s screams echoed off the marble and glass in the bathroom as she climaxed loudly. 

As she recovered and began washing her hair, Lynne wore a big smile. The revelations she had Ricky had shared with one another were setting up a very sexy and alluring dynamic between the two of them. She couldn’t wait to see where it would go from here. 

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Back at Ricky’s house, the young man stood in his bedroom still clad in just a t-shirt and a sopping wet diaper. His duffel bag sat open on his bed as he rummaged in the closet. He pulled out the piles of diapers he had neatly stacked there the day before. His other supplies spilled out, too. 

‘No need to hide this stuff anymore,’ Ricky thought to himself. He set about organizing his items as he decided which things he’d need to pack for his sleepover. Tossing two overnights and several of the daytime diapers into his bag, Ricky walked over to his dresser to get some clothes. 

He automatically opened his underwear drawer first, and giggled when he realized he didn’t need to pack undies, nor did he have any available to pack in the first place. He took stock of the remaining Goodnites.

Counting them up, Rick found that 18 of the 28 pack remained. He pulled out three more, tossing them on the bed toward his duffel. ‘Just in case,’ he thought. Looking back at the drawer, he noticed some empty space. He scurried over and scooped up a stack of the baby print diapers, sliding them neatly into the drawer. 

Next, Ricky put a large stack of overnights on his nightstand next to the wipes and powder. He piled the unopened bags of diapers and wipes alongside his dresser. 

Looking around the room, he had to giggle. It was sure looking like a little baby’s room again. He returned to the small pile of remaining items from the closet. 

Ricky folded his footed sleeper and dinosaur onesie and stacked them in the bag. He left out the blue one, thinking he could wear it over to Lynne’s later. 

All that was left on the floor were his pacifiers and his training pants. Seeing the cloth pull-ups, his stomach dropped. Ricky suddenly remembered his neighbor retrieving them from the laundry and folding them up for him. His cheeks flushed. 

‘A problem for another time,’ he thought, trying to push the humiliating experience from his mind. 

Ricky dropped a paci into his duffel, and stuffed the trainers into his underwear drawer. He toddled off to go take a shower and get ready to go to Lynne’s.

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Cracking , can't wait for Lynne to meet mommy  

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