A Real Man

[ABAlex]

(Image by Rosie BRS, commissioned by PrincessofThemyscria)

"MMM MMMPH!!" Ed, muffled by the giant pacifier tied to his mouth, tried to shout as his former wife kissed her new boyfriend directly in front of him. 

He struggled against his binds. Cuffed, held tight in a kneeling position with his hands behind his back in the giant crib he was told was now his bed, gagged with a pacifier, and locked into a tight dress lifted to keep his diaper on display, he could do nothing but watch in humiliation as Sarah and Dwayne made it clear how little they respected him. Lost in their emotional and sexual attraction for each other, he was a non-entity, just their to witness how a "real" man acted, and to add his embaressment and whining to their joy.

If he didn't want to look at them, there were few other places he could look without the same embaressment. The room, formerly his office, had been turned into a full on adult sized nursery, and decorated for his new role as  the 'baby girle'. Stacks of adult diapers, dresses, and onsies piled on shelves, all intended for him. Toys stood in each corner, piles of teddy bears, a rocking horse with buckles to keep him in place, and a baby bouncer with more of the same locks. Even the walls reminded him of his positon, painted bright pink, with a line of disney princess around it.

Of course, it wasn't entirely true that they didn't think of him at all. Sarah stole a glance into his eyes, giving him a malicious grin between kissing her new boyfriend. She turned around so that Ed could see his hand running up and down her back and gripping her bottom hard. Dwayne then opened his own eyes and watched Ed's raction as he spanked her hard, showing his own control over what used to be Ed's, then lifted a hand under her skirt.

Sarah put a hand on Dwayne's chest and backed a way. "Alright honey, I need to get going."

He smiled and raised an eyebrow. "Are you sure? I could do this allll day."

She laughed. "I know, I've seen it before." They kissed again, and she backed away. "But I do need to go to get something for this little stinker here." She pointed at Ed.

"Ah," he nodded. "Of course. Go ahead, I'll take care of your baby girl."

"Are you sure? You won't mind babysitting? She's about due for a diaper change."

Ed looked down at his diaper. At the moment, it was still clean. Hearing her predict his future 'accidents' was always embaressing, especially since she had so far always been right. He couldn't help but think she was deliberatly feeding something to cause it, but the truth was with other option then his diapers, the result was inevitable.

"Not a problem. I've changed diapers before, these ones will just be a bit bigger." He turned to Ed and leaned into him.  "Won't they, baby girl?" He said in a cooing, teasing voice and pinched Ed's cheek. "Just a bit bigger baby in a bit bigger diapies for a bit bigger diapie changes?"

Ed blushed and groaned, but saw Sarah's look from over Dwayne's shoulder. He nodded, agreeing to the humiliating question.

Dwayne smiled. "Don't worry, I'm sure we'll get along just fine. And if the baby girl doesn't want to get along... well, you already showed me how to spank her padded bottom. I bet a good trip over my knee will remove any problems."

Ed shuddered. He had strong, horrible memories of all the times Sarah had spanked him, including the time Dwayne had watched. It shamed him to admit how easily she could bring him to tears with the childish punishment, and looking at Dwayne's powerful, muscual arms, he didn't want to know how much worse it would be.

"I'm sure they will," Sarah said. "I know she won't cause many problems anyway. You're a full grown man, someone like this little baby girl won't stand a chance." She looked at Ed and winked. "Won't you baby girl? Widdle baby girl can't stand up to a man? Widdle baby girl Olivia need her baby sitter for her widdle diapies?"  She turned back to Dwayne.  "And either way, you know how to work her straps."

Ed cringed at the teasing, and especially at the new name they had slected for him, which deorated the tag on the collar around his neck under the words "Baby Girl." It had seemed like so little time, and yet they had been so throrough so much of anything that had defined him as a man. Ed pulled at the straps again, but they held tight.

He was sure this discussion was planned. They LOVED discussing his new life in front of him as his gag kept him from responding. Going over his changes, his spankings, and his straps one after another was just to get a reaction, and unfortunatly it worked. Already, Ed was squirming in shame, and only a bit more might send him over the edge into another tear filled "tantrum" at his new lifestyle, followed by their choice of punishing him for brattiness or an equally humiliating "soothing" session on their laps to calm down the "whiny baby girl." So, he held his emotions in.

Dwayne laughed and hugged Sarah, then gave her another firm pat on the behind. Ed was unsure whether it was for her benefit, Dwayne's, or his own. "So the diapers are still in the same place? And her bottles and baby food in the fridge?"

"Yep! Have fun you too! I'll be a bit, widdly baby girl Olivia's credit card has a MUCH better rate then mine. Goodbye Dwayne, byebye widdle baby girl Olivia!"

"Say byebye to your mommy princess," Dwayne said.

"MMMM MMM!" Ed said from behind his pacifier as she left. She turned to give a tiny wave and blow a kiss, and headed out.

Ed's heart was racing. Panic, confusion, shame and humiliation all filled him.  He swallowed, and turned to look at Dwayne, who was watching Sarah leave. He turned to Ed and smiled.

His punishment had been a lot when it was just Sarah. When Dwayne came in to see him, it was worse, but at least it was still his wife controlling everything. Now, solely in the control of the strange man who slept who replaced him with his wife and as man of his house, had had no idea what to expect. 

Dwayne watched him, seeming to take pleasure in his obvious fear. He leaned in close to Ed, grabbed his nose, and started playfully tweaking it from side to side.

"Well well well, look at this little baby girl. What a pathetic, helpless sight you make, Olivia. You were once a big man? Once married and owned a house? Now look at you, sitting in your diaper and in your crib while another man fucks your wife in front of you. You had everything and you threw it all away so you could cheat and play at being a big man. Hows that feel?"

Ed whined, but couldn't do anything to stop him. Dwayne was right, he knew how pathetic he looked. He had initialy hoped this would be a short, private agreement between Sarah and himself, a way to avoid losing everyhting in the divorce. Instead, it seemed he now risked losing far, far more.

Dwayne ran his hand down his dress and flicked the skirt. "Such a pretty girl in her pretty dress. Bet you never thought you'd wear something like that, eh?" He rested a hand on Ed's diaper. "Much less this. Still dry it seems."

"You know, when she told me how she planned to sissify you, I thought it was hilarious on its own. But when she mentioend diapering you and making you her little baby," he pressed harder, and Ed groaned. "I think I laughed for an hour straight. What a fitting punishment for a low, immature cheater like you."

Ed glared and pulled at the ropes, but nothing moved. Sarah teasing him had been embaressing, but hearing this man mock him filled him with rage. Every part of him wanted to reach out and swing at him, to re-assert some level of masculinity and strength, but the straps held in place.

Dwayne just laughed, then waved a finger in front of Ed's nose. "Ah ah ah, even without the straps, you know how that would go. Either way, you'll just be pinned down, then over my lap for a spanking." He reached to Ed's bicep and pulled at the soft putty of his arm, then flexed his own.

Ed watched him and blushed. His rage was quickly replaced with embaressment and despair. He knew it was true. It had been years since he excercised, and the difference between his own arm and Dwayne's powerful, muscular body was clear. If the straps broke, he'd just end up being beaten back down anyway.

Dwayne patted his diaper. "Now, your mommy mentioned that you will be filling your diaper soon. My guess is she knows your body better then you, and she is bound to be right. However, I want to emphasize something to you. You see, you still think this is just an agreement with your wife where she gets to humliate you and I just happen to be here. I you to realize the truth is that even though this is your house, you are such a pathetic little loser that anyone who comes in can control you. So, you are going to mess your diaper for me, and you are going to do it soon. Then I'll change you like your mommy does while you lay helpless in your binds, and you'll know how much you've fallen."

"MMM MMM! MMM MMM!" Ed shouted from behind the pacifier. He felt his eyes go wide, and he pulled again at the ropes.

Dwayne just laughed. "Now now, you know this is going to happen. There is no way around it, little potty pants. So, here's whats going to happen."  He took his cell phone out, placed it on record, and faced it toward Ed. He could see himself in it, backward with the focus directly on the seat of his diaper. Dwayne then took out a second cellphone and showed it to Ed. "This video is streaming directly to my phone so I can monitor the state of your diapers. I'm going to go back down through your house, make myself at home, eat your food, watch your tv, and take my rightful place as man of the house which you used to think was yours. You are going to lay there in your pretty widdle pampers and in your crib, helpless while another man takes advantage of you, and struggle not to mess your pampers. When you fail at that too, I'll see it and come to change you like a baby. How's that sound, little cucky?"

Ed, filled with rage but unable to respond, could only watch as Dwayne walked out the door.

He glared at the phone, and on it, his own image glaring back. He HATED seeing his own reflection dressed in his new 'style.' He always knew how he looked, but at times he could almost pretend it was normal. Seeing himself with the pacifier in his mouth, frilly purple dress with bows, and thick, exposed diaper, only drove home how humiliating his newfound positon was.

If that wasn't enough, he could hear Dwayne living out his promise. He heard the cuboard and fridge open, and Dwayne grabbing at drinks and food he had bought. Dwayne then walked through the house, and Ed heard the TV playing.

The image of the strange man sitting on his couch, watching his tv, and eating chips and drinking beer where he used to drove him mad.

He pulled at his binds, imagining himself running down the stairs, grabbing Dwayne, punching him, kicking him, and...

What?

Getting beat up, then still having to play out his agreement with Sarah.

He opened his eyes and saw his image again, in the outfit locked onto his body. The same plot played out in his head, except this time he waddled down, barely able to walk in his over thick diaper, charged at Dwayne with his skirt flaring behind him, and struggled, barely able to move in the tight clothing. Even he wanted to laugh at the image of a man dressed as he was trying to seem tough, and it ended only one way: himself pulled over Dwayne's lap, skirt pulled up and diaper pulled down as Dwayne spanked him into submission. Fighting back was nice to imagine, but impossible.

Worse, he knew Dwayne was right about another thing. He had no idea what Sarah had been feeding him, but she seemed intent to ensure he had multiple diaper changes a day, and his stomach was telling him it was almost time. The presure came suddenly, his stomach grumbled, and he moaned out loud in dread.

The phone chimed up. "Seems like SOMEONE is realizing I'm right! Is the widdle baby girl going to soil her pampers soon?" Dwayne said through the phone.

Ed groaned out loud and pulled at the straps, but his stomach kept turning and grumbling.

...

[ABAlex]

Ed was panting. Sweat dripped down him and soaked his collar.

Sarah would be home soon, he was sure. He had no idea how long she was supposed to be, but hopefully it would be soon. Maybe.

Unless.. she had set this up, knowing he'd mess his diaper when she was gone.

His stomach grumbled again. Dwayne's voice came again from the phone, "Might as well give up diaper girl! You know its coming!"

In reply, Ed shouted through his pacifier and pulled again at the straps, and heard Dwayne laugh from the floor beneath him.

Even if he managed to hold off until Sarah was home, there was no guarantee she'd be the one to change him. She may just hand him off to Dwayne anyway, and laugh and record as he sobbed through the humiliating diaper change.

He shuddered. He was an adult. ALL diaper changes should be embaressing. Yet here he was, praying his ex wife would return from a shopping trip with his credit card so he could have his dirty diaper changed by her rather then her new boyfriend. He had sunk to levels lower then he even would have thought possible.

His stomach grumbled again, and he heard gas escape into his diaper.

"Awww sounds like youre almost there! You know you aren't getting out of that crib until you mess yourself, right? Is it worth staying tied and cramped up like that ALLLL day?"

Ed whined, and felt his eyes water. His muscles were cramped from being tied all day, and his stomach was going to release itself eventually either way. However, he simply could not admit to the voice in the phone that was mocking him.

"Tell you what diaper girl. Fill your pampers in the next five minutes, and I'll not only change you, I'll untie you and let you crawl around your playpen and play with your toys! Won't that be nice!?"

Ed sobbed. He hated to admit it, but even that promise, degrading as it was, still sounded better then staying tied up. At least his muscles would be relaxed finally.

His stomach groaned, and the water in his eyes turned into tears.

"You know you are going to lose here anyway? Just like you lose at everyhting else? Lost at marriage, lost at cheating, lost your home, lost your life, lost your dignitiy, lost your masculinity, lost your maturity, lost your..."

Ed's stomach grumbled again. He closed his eyes, sobbed, and...

BRRRAPP! Ed gave in, relaxed, and let his gut release itself into his diaper. A massive pile of mush poured out of him, and he felt in instantly coat the entire inside of his diaper.

"Potty training," the voice said, as Ed proved the accusation correct. Ed heard the laughter coming from below him as he soiled himself on camera, shacking and moaning as his diaper inflated and darkened below him. 

He stared at his sad reflection. His diaper had gone from its normal purple to stained dark brown, there was no denying what he had done.

The voice came back on. "Wow! Phew! That was quite the show, princess potty pants! I can't imagine how it smells!" Ed shuddered. It smelled horrible, and felt worse. "Don't worry, I'll be up to give the widdle baby girl her diapie change in a bit. Just sit tight and try not to gag too much on your own stink."

"MMM MMM!" Ed shouted and strained in rage toward the camera. He had been promised a diaper change, and making him wait was just cruel. However, Dwayne simply laughed and went back to the tv.

Ed squirmed miserably in his itching diaper. So, not only was he supposed to rely on this stranger for a diaper change, but he was meant to do it at HIS whim? They really wanted to ensure he knew how little control he had over anything.

He shuffled to the side, hoping to make the itch go away. Instead, the mess slopped over in his diaper, and the smell under his nose worsened. He crinkled his nose, and tried to stay as still as possible. He looked at his reflection, his own face twisted in a mix of a pout and disgust, with tears moving down his cheeks, and wanted to cry again. He decided not to give them the satisfaction, and held it back.

Aftr a few minutes, he heared footsteps moving up the stairs. Dwayne, smug grin on his face, poked his head in.

"Well hello baby girl! Seems you failed at yet another thing." He walked toward Ed and waved a hand in front of his nose. "Whew! You're even stinkier then you look, potty pants!" He patted Ed's diaper, making Ed squirm again, and shook his head in feigned disapointment. "I can't even imagine it. Claimed to be a grown man, but wearing a skirt and diaper for HER wife's boyfriend, messing herself in a crib while that man wanders around his former home, having to wait for the right to beg him for a diaper change, all the while knowing she's sleeping with your wife... god your pathetic. Honestly, it makes me sicker then your disgusting diaper." He squeezed the diaper into Ed, and Ed whined and squirmed. "And there it is," he added. "Just whining, squrming, crying, like the pathetic baby girl Sarah knew you to be. This is why you ended up like this, and why we all know you deserve it. You thought you could cheat on a woman like that? You deserve worse humiliation then this."

He sighed, and plugged his nose with his hands. "Anyway, your disgusting smell is starting to make me sick. Lets get you changed, eh?"

Ed groaned as Dwayne lifted him up. Even though he knew the man's stregnth, it was still suprising to see how easily he lifted and manhandled him. 

[ABAlex]

Dwayne lifted Ed into the air and placed a mat underneath him. He first un-attatched Ed's hand's from his feet, and lay him out flat. He uncuffed his hands and attatched them to bars on the side of crib, then repeated the process with his feet, leaving him on his back with his legs bent up into the air and the seat of his diaper facing forward.

Ed groaned and looked down. Looking down directly toward the phone. He didn't know what they were planning to do with it, but they were going to end up with a video of Ed messing himself and being changed.

Dwayne leaned in and waved a finger in front of him. "Tsk tsk, did you have an accident little Miss potty pants? That's ok, I'll change you."

Ed closed his eyes and prayed for it to end.

He heard the crinkle of the tapes, and his diaper was being pulled open.

"WHEW!" Dwayne said in an over-dramatic voice. "That's even worse then I thought! Such a big mess from such a widdle baby girl!"

Tears returned to Ed's eyes, and he sobbed as Dwayne teased and made a show for the camera. 

The wipes began to run along his skin. "Tsk tsk. Such a helpless, pathetic baby girl. Can't even change her own diapers. That's ok, I'd rather wipe your bottom then deal with its smell all day."

Ed was full on sobbing, and the tears of humiliation were pouring out of his eyes. However, there was nothing he could do to stop it, and he tried to picture himself somewhere, anywhere, other then there.

He had cheated, he told himself. However, it was only once, and he'd been caught right after. He remembered the night he went out to the bars looking for someone to sleep with, looking for the surge of power, of masculine authroity he thought he'd get...

And was brought right back to his new reality by the feeling of the baby wipes cleaning his skin. It was a big price to pay for just one night.

Finally, it was over, and he could feel and smell the powder being dumped on him. He opened his eyes to see Dwayne smiling at him. Dwayne puled a diaper from the cupboard beside him, this time white with bright purple and pink designs Ed couldn't make out through his tears, and lay it underneath him. Ed felt the diaper get taped around his waist, and shuddered. Arguably the most humiliating part of his punishment had ended.

"So, feel better Olivia? You certainly SMELL better," Dwayne laughed, and Ed nodded. "Now, lets get you fed."