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Fetish How I Became My Neighbor's Diaperboy Ch. 01
How I Became My Neighbor's Diaperboy Ch. 01
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My parents had left town for the week and I meant to have alot of fun. Little did I know where that fun would be found.
I had been home for most of the summer after my first year of college and I was a little tired of some of my parents house rules. It wasn't that they were outrageous, they just made me feel like a little child. They wanted to always know where I was going and when I'd be back. But now I could do anything I wanted. Almost anything. They managed to still try and keep track of me by getting the neighbor lady to check in on me. Can you believe it. I'm in college for pete's sake. But I had to put up with it because I had nowhere else to live and they pretty much supported me financialy as well.
Anyway I tried not to let it bug me. I wouldn't be doing any partying at the house but I would be partying. The very first night I was out very late and came home very drunk. I didn't bother to undress for bed, basically I just passed out on the bed still in my street clothes.
I'm a little foggy about what happened next. For some reason I woke with a start really early the next morning. Something wasn't right. After listening to the house for a minute I layed back down wondering what was wrong. I quickly figured it out. I had wet the bed. Looking down at myself I could plainly see that the entire front of my pants were soaked along with a large part of the bed. Also it was still warm. I had just wet them before I woke. If I hadn't woke up to pee what had woke me up so suddenly. I soon found out.
Someone was in the house and they were right outside my door.
"Hello. Colin are you here?" a female voice said as she slowly opened the door.
It was my neighbor Miss Hunt. I was stuck. I didn't even have time to grab a blanket to cover up before she stuck her head in the door and immediately noticed my wet condition,
"Oh my, what happened Colin?" she asked.
"I uh, I think I wet my bed" I stammered.
"You sure did you naughty boy," she said.
"I'm... really sorry Miss Hunt, I don't know how it happened." I feebily replied.
"Could this be because you were out til four in the morning," she asked. "It smells like you were drinking too. Would your parents approve of this?"
"Please don't tell them Miss Hunt," I nearly cried "They won't understand."
"Why don't you get cleaned up and then we'll talk," Miss Hunt scolded. "This is a very serious betrayal of your parents trust. Now you know why they asked me to check in on you."
"You're right Miss Hunt. But please don't tell them," I begged." They wouldn't understand. They'd probably kick me out of the house. I'll do anything you say."
"I'll take that into consideration while you clean up. I'll be right back so be quick about it," she said as she quickly left the room.
My head was spinning. What the hell had just happened. Not only was I now in big trouble for drinking all night but I had also been caught wetting my bed by an attractive neighbor lady.
I hadn't really givin' it much thought but Miss Hunt was pretty hot.
She was tall for a woman about 5'11" ( kind of intimidating). She had long dark hair, large breasts and a beautiful round, full, and lucious butt. Some would say her butt was kind of big but hers was perfect, nice and full not small and hard. She had a butt you could really get ahold of. Yummy.
I quickly showered and returned to my bedroom. Walking in naked I was surprise again by Miss Hunt.
"Oh shit," I yelped. "What the hell! Can't you knock."
She just smiled and said, "Don't worry about it. Me seeing you naked is the least of your worries, my little bed-wetter."
I grabbed a blanket to cover myself.
"What do you mean exactly?" I asked.
"You don't want you parents to find out about you drinking and bed-wetting right?" she asked.
"So here is your deal. You will do whatever I say for the rest of the week or I will tell your parents everything," she stated. "There's no negotions. Whatever I say. If you do not do as I say your parents will find out and you'll be on your own. You'll find your own place to live and provide you own money. Right?"
"Yes, you are probably right," I conceded.
"I guess so," I replied. "I don't have much choice do I?"
"No you don't." she firmly stated. "So let's get started. Let me just get my things ready."
What things? What were we going to get started with. A large bag suddenly appeared out of nowhere. She reached in and pulled something out. Here was my first surprise. In her hand was a huge disposable diaper.
"Why don't you lay down so I can get this on you." she said matter-of-factly.
"What!!" I nearly screamed. "I don't need a diaper!"
"Oh really," she replied laughing. "And who is it who just wet his bed? I think someone who wets the bed needs a diaper. Now lay down or our deal is off."
"It was an accident. I don't need a diaper." I said. "It won't happen again."
"You're right it won't happen again because you'll be wearing a diaper." she relied sternly. "I don't have time to fool around. Lay down now or the deal is off. NOW!"
I was speechless. She was totally serious and I was totally screwed. I either let her put me in a diaper or she was going to ruin my life.
I was already sitting on the bed with a blanket covering my lap. I just stared at her stunned and she stared back with a smile on her face. She had me and she knew it. What else would I have to put up with the rest of the week. I was going to find out.
I slowly layed back on the bed helpless and whispered "Ok".
"That's a good boy. Let's get rid of this blanket first," she said as she grabbed the blanket swiftly and pulled it off my nakedness.
I hadn't known it but I had become hard. She couldn't help but notice immediately.
"Well well well. Someone is excited. You know what I think. I think that you wet your bed on purpose hoping that someone like me would make you into the diaperboy you've always wanted to be."
"What?" was all I could say. She's out of her mind.
"Well either way it's diapertime. Lift your butt honey so I can slide your diaper underneath," she said sweetly. "Good boy."
She quickly pulled the front of the diaper into place and fastened the tapes. Then she sat back and admired her work.
"There. You're diaper is nice and snug. How does it feel?"
"I uh, I don't know," I said sheepishly. "It feels funny."
She laughed. "Get used to them, diaperboy. You may be wearing them all week if you're not a good boy."
I just swallowed and said nothing. Suddenly I was just like a baby. Diapered and helpless.
"Stand up and let me check your diaper. I want to make sure it won't leak." she ordered.
I stood up and she walked around me appraising her diaper job. First she grabbed my butt several times and made a disapproving tsk. Than she walked around the front and saw my huge hard-on trying to poke through the front of my diaper.
"Well you love this don't you?" she asked as she firmly grabbed the front of my diaper and rubbed my cock through the diaper.
But only for a moment. She quickly stopped rubbing and laughed at me and than she stuck her finger in along each leg to check for a tight fit. She wasn't happy about the fit at all.
"You know what," she said. "Lay down so I can put another diaper on you. I don't want any leaks. There just isn't enough padding on your tushy diaperboy."
I layed down again and she put a second diaper on over my first diaper.
"There you go," she announced. "Now you'll have plenty of protection."
"Hold on," Miss Hunt interrupted. "Since I have to take care of you and you're such a diaperboy I'd like you to address me as Mommy."
I was stunned. She was out of her mind. What have I gotten myself into.
"I can use the toilet Miss Hunt," I managed to say.
"What did you say!" she asked forcefully.
" I said I can use the toilet. What do you care about how much protection I've got?" I repeated.
"You will address me as Mommy or you'll have it alot worse than wearing just a diaper. As for the toilet, we will just have to see how you do. Is that understood?"
"That's right diaperboy." she said triumphantly.
"Now let's get ready. We're going over to my house. A mommy likes to take care of her diaperboy at home right?" She laughed as she patted me on my well padded butt.
Sexy as hell. I want a man baby like that to diaper and spank:)
good start...I hope theres more to come
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Created: February 10th, 2013 at 9:04 am
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My Aunt Margaret was sitting on the side of my bed. She reached her hand towards my towel and put two figures up my leg to see if I was wet. To her disappointment I was dry. But she could feel and see that I was hard. I see that the little baby likes playing baby. She grabbed my hand and pulled me out of bed and towards the door. I resisted and asked. Where are we going Aunt Margaret? She turned around with fire in her eyes and said, first, one year olds can not speak yet and second, she was in control and I was to do what I was told when she told me or else! With a little less resistant we headed towards the stairs to go down to her apartment. She held my hand like a one year old so I wouldn't fall and spoke to me in nothing but baby talk all the way down the stairs.

My Aunt Margaret was my Godmother. She was about 47 or 48 years old. She wasn't a movie star but she was nice. She was about 5' weight about 110 but she was strong from working around the house. She was a single mom who raised 2 girls all by herself. My two cousins were married and they had two girls of their own. My Aunt babysat the two young girls and the other two went to school full time. She doesn't baby sit them any more because they moved to Long Island. I was following her to her apartment. She was telling me that she finally got her Grandson. ME! I was puzzled. I went into her apartment in front of her and she spanked my bottom as I passed her. She told me to sit at the kitchen table and she would get me some milk and cookies. She placed the dish of cookies in front of me and gave me one. She said she would get the milk. She came back with a pink sippy cup. I jumped out of my seat and said no way. I am not drinking from a girl's sippy cup. Hell I said I'm not drinking out of any sippy cup. With the same fire in her eyes she pushed me back down on the chair and said. I am in control and I told you. You WILL do what I tell you to do.

You are the same size as me and I am not afraid to spank you for disobeying me. If you have one more temper tantrum. I will pull that diaper off and give you a spanking until your little butt is red and on fire. Do you understand me now? I put my hands back on the table and said I was sorry and that I would behave. She said, one year olds can not speak remember? So I lifted my arm up to her for a hug. She was delighted and hugged me back saying she loved her Baby Jay. She reached over to the sink and grabbed one of her Grand Daughters bib. She tied it behind my neck and gave me a cookie and the sippy cup and I started to eat and sip the cup. I finished the cookies and the chocolate milk in the sippy cup. Every time I would finish the chocolate milk she would fill it again and again. PTII (2) Auntie wiped my face and hands with a wet cloth. She undid the bib. She took me into the living room and she put one of the girls CD's on for me to watch. I drank so much chocolate milk that the pressure was building in my bladder. I knew I had to go pee. I am not peeing in this towel. (I never peed in my towel before). I started to do the pee pee dance while I was sitting in front of the TV. She must have seen that I was squirming. She said, does my little baby boy have to go potty? If you do just let it go into your diaper. I shock my head no.

I was not peeing in that diaper no matter how much I was enjoying my afternoon. I would hold the pee until this play section was over and run upstairs and pee like a big boy. I was still doing the pee pee dance on the floor when she came back from washing the dishes. She told me that I better pee my diaper before my ears blow off. She also told me that she never changed a baby boy's wet diaper and that she was glad that I was her first. I half turned around to her and gave her baby goo goo. She also told me that she always wanted to play with me ever since she saw me jerking off in the addict of the bungalow. I looked around at her with my mouth open and my eyes bugged out. Relax she said, I never told anyone. I sighed a sigh of relief and so did my bladder. I started to pee into the towel and couldn't stop it. I was mortified, embarrassed. Tears came to my eyes I was so embarrassed. I wanted to crawl under the coach. She came over and keep saying in baby talk. That's OK honey babies always pee pee and poop in their diapers. PTII (3) That is what they are for. Don't cry my little one. Auntie will clean you all up and you will feel much better. Auntie helped me up. The towel was soaked. It was yellow and leaking bad. She led me into her grand daughters room, were they used to stay over night. She put a pad on one of the twin beds and told me to lie down on my back. The wet towel felt warm and nasty at the same time. It wasn't that bad. She went over to the changing table and grabbed, baby powder and baby wipes. Tears were still coming down my face. She returned with the supplies and started to remove the pins. Still talking in baby talk she said did my little baby boy pee pee in his diaper. What a good baby he is. That's what Auntie is here for, to help Baby Jay change his dirty diapers, clean his pee pee and hinny and powder him and put a clean diaper on.

I was really starting to enjoy this attention. And again I remembered. It was just like the magazine. Is my Baby enjoying the attention? I see that he is. I was standing tall even for my Aunt. I lifted my hips and she pulled out the wet towel from under my butt. Roll on your stomach sweetie. She took a hand full of baby wipes and started to clean me all up. She cleaned my hinny and between the crack of my ass. I rolled back over and she cleaned my belly and stomach. She got some clean baby wipes and started to clean my pee pee and balls. She was doing a very good job. I was harder than a nail. I think it would be a lot easier for Auntie to clean you if you had no hair down here. Besides Babies don't have hair. PTII (4) She went upstairs and returned with my saving cream and a razor and started to shave all my hair from around my pee pee and balls. It made it real easy for her to shave me because I was still hard as a rock. She was very careful not to nick me. She said now that looks like a baby's diapered area. Well she said with a chuckle. Except for the flag pole in the middle. I had to giggle. I thought it was funny. With a clean warm wash cloth she cleaned all the shaving cream off and sprinkled powder and rubbed it all in like she was enjoying it too. I knew that she was enjoying it, because she put her hand right around my flag pole and started to stroke it very slowly at first. Auntie was really starting to get into it. The faster she went the more excited I got. She whispered "come on now little baby Jay, cum for Auntie. Come on now, you will sleep so much better once you cum for me.

Between the baby talk and the stroking I arched my back up and let it go. Cum was all over, on my stomach and my chest. She seemed to be really cool with what she did. That's my good baby boy she said. Now you will go nitey nite and sleep well for your Auntie. She grabbed the cloth again and cleaned me up. While I was calming down from the best hand job I ever had, she went out to t
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