Sweet Baby Todd
SWEET BABY TODD
It all began when Todd entered middle school. Every time his parents left the house, he would scurry into the basement and pull out boxes of his childhood keepsakes. He could never find enough to meet his inner desires.
Todd would get a towel and lay it down on the floor, folding it into a makeshift diaper and fasten it with safety pins. Then he would crawl across the house sucking on his baby hood pacifier all the way.
After some amount of time, Todd would slow down and plop on the floor onto his bottom. Just like a baby would, as he imagined.
Being potty trained, using diapers was no easy task. He would sit there and wait until his makeshift diaper was completely soiled. At this time he would go upstairs and lie down on his parents bed and change himself being sure to apply plenty of baby powder.
Todd was always afraid of telling anyone of his true desires to be treated like a baby. He would go to bed at night just wishing that someone would find out that he wanted to wear diapers, drink from bottles, and rely completely on the security of a pacifier. All he really wanted was a mommy who would take care of him just as he was, a middle school-aged little baby boy.
One day, this all came to be true. Todd met a girl in college by the name of Bella. We dated for two years before Todd told me his secret. I was the first person he told. In case you were wondering this is Bella writing this story about my sweet baby Todd.
When he told me this, I was floored. I didn't know what to do and was honestly mad that he didn't tell me this sooner. After all, we were going to get married in less than 6 months.
I began to wonder what all this meant and how it would affect our future. I couldn't get over how weird it all sounded, but I loved him and that's what mattered to me.
After taking a couple of days to think, I called Todd and invited him over to my house to talk. At the time I shared a little house with a roommate who was away on vacation for the weekend. When Todd came in and sat down, I told him that I would try things out for a weekend and see how it goes.
Todd made it clear to me that he didn't want to be a baby all the time, but when he wanted to be a baby he would be one year old again. I grabbed Todd's hand and led him to my bedroom. I turned it into a makeshift nursery. His eyes lit up like a child seeing his presents on his first Christmas morning.
I led him to the corner of the room where I made him a changing table. He climbed to the top, and I began to undress him taking off all of his clothes down to the underwear. I did not expect this would be the first time I saw him naked. I took them off and let him lie there naked for awhile.
I reached down and grabbed a special diaper that I made to look just like the Pampers diapers he said he loved the most. I lifted his legs and slid the fresh diaper under him.
Holding his ankles in my hand, I grabbed the baby powder and liberally applied it to his bottom. I rubbed it in gently making sure to get in all the crevices. I grabbed the straps and secured them tightly over his waist, and Todd was officially wearing his first diaper as an adult.
Immediately, he was a sweet little baby lying in front of me. Completely helpless, vulnerable, and innocent.
I bent down and grabbed a paci that I put on his lips. Todd opened and began to suck gently on it. I grabbed him by the hand and took him off the changing table. As he marched in front of me, I gave him a swat on his diapered bottom.
In a stern voice I said "I don't think baby boys walk like that." Todd dropped on his hands and knees and crawled behind me to the living room. He got over to the couch and crawled on top of it, wearing nothing but his diaper.
I asked if he was hungry and he said that he was. So I walked into the kitchen and got him a baby bottle that I made earlier in the day. I warmed it for him and walked over to the couch. I sat down and instructed him to come sit on my lap.
When he did, I put my hand on his head and lowered it in between my breasts gently. Then I put the bottle in his mouth replacing the paci. He laid comfortably over my chest nursing the bottle until it was all gone. I put Todd over my shoulder and patted his back to see if he needed to burp.
I told Todd that it was time for his nap and he was not very happy with me. He took his paci and threw it on the ground, stomping his feet. I told him that, "he better be careful or he is going to get a spanking!" He continued to stomp saying that he didn't want to take a nap!
I grabbed him by the wrist and drug him over to the couch where I was sitting. I threw him over my lap and removed the straps of his diaper. His bottom was completely exposed as he lay on his diaper over my lap and I gave him 10 hard spankings.
He began to cry and I gave him 10 more spankings until his little bottom was all red. I adjusted his diaper and sat him down on the floor. I told him that he needed to listen to mommy and be a good boy. He agreed.
I led him back to my room and laid him down in the crib. I went back into the living room and began to process what had just happened that morning. I realized that I really liked it. Not only was it great to make Todd happier than I had ever seen him, I truly enjoyed being his mommy. Changing his diapers, nursing him, taking care of him, and even spanking him when he was naughty were all things I enjoyed.
Right when I turned the TV on to take a short break I heard crying through the baby monitor. I went to Todd's nursery where he was crying and picked him up out the crib.
I sat him on my lap on the rocking chair and tried to figure out what was wrong. I took two fingers and stuck them up the elastic of his diaper to check if Todd dirtied his diapey! Let's just say, he made a mess!
"Did you made a stinky in your diapey, little man" I said. He chuckled and I began to tickle his belly to hear him laugh harder. After our moment of bonding, I picked him up being sure to spread the mess all over his bottom and I laid him down on the changing table. After changing his diaper, I told him that I needed to go to the store and that I wanted to take him!
He wasn't so sure of this idea, and began to protest the idea. I smacked his mouth and told him that babies don't talk back! I put his paci in and got him all ready for his first day out. I bought a big stroller, diaper bag, and plenty of clothes to choose from.
I got out an I Love Mommy onesie and put it on over his fresh diaper. I decided that would be enough. It was hot outside in the middle of summer. I put Todd in the stroller and we left the house. We definitely got some weird looks, but I know that's what Todd really likes.
When we got to the store, Todd wanted to walk with me. So I took him out of the stroller and held his hand as we walked across the store. As we were shopping, I like any mother, could tell that Todd was using his diaper again. I was going to make sure he paid for this one. He told me he wouldn't embarrass me in public!
We went to the front of the store and I stopped walking. I asked Todd in front of lines of people if he needed a change before we left the store. He shook his head trying to tell me to stop. I asked if he was sure, and he said "no mommy, I'm sure."
Not believing him I picked him up and put him back in the stroller. I undid the buttons on his onesie leaving him in nothing but his diaper. I stood him back up and put my hand down the back of his diaper this time. He was wet, soaking wet. Even as I checked his diaper, it began to leak on the ground.
I decided to do something a little more fun this time. I put all of his clothes in the stroller and held his hand while I checked out. The people in line were cooing at Todd, telling him that he is going to regret wetting his diaper in front of mommy and making such a mess. They were right.
Once we were done checking out I grasped Todd's wrist a little harder as we marched to the parking lot. I opened the gate of my SUV and quickly loaded the groceries in the car. Then I opened the diaper bag and laid a changing mat in the back. I lifted Todd up and laid him on the floor board in the trunk.
I made sure that we were in the middle of the parking lot so that everyone could see Todd getting his diaper changed at 21 years old. As I put the fresh diaper on him, I told him that I better get another pack of diapers for him in the store.
We went back in to the store, I knew his punishment was not over. Todd in nothing but his diaper on his bottom and a pacifier in his mouth was completely exposed in his babyhood. I led him back to the diapers and we picked up some Pamper's Swaddlers to put in his diapers as soakers. He needed them!
Todd spit out his paci and said that he wanted to buy a toy. I told him that we didn't have time and that we needed to go back home and make dinner. Todd didn't like this idea. He sat down in the middle of the floor and began having a temper tantrum in the baby diaper aisle.
I thought the embarrassment was enough punishment, but it looks like Todd is a naughty baby boy! His screaming was making a scene, so I picked him up off of the floor and stood him up. I told him to put his hands up on the shelf and lean against it. I gave him five good spankings and forcefully took him to the women's room.
I put the changing table down, and not to change his diaper this time. I undid his diaper and gave him 20 spankings. All the ladies cheered me on as I blistered his bottom. I spanked him so hard that I realized he has already wet again!
Todd was balling his eyes out, so I strapped his wet diaper on him and walked him out of the store. People walking in saw a crying baby with a sagging, wet diaper on. His paci was seemingly the only good thing going on on for him. Even though he was 21, he looked no different then a naughty two year old boy!
We went back home and continued with the rest of Baby Todd's weekend. I changed plenty more wet and stinky diapers. I bottle fed him at every meal, until the last one. I decided for our last meal I wanted to do something extra special.
I laid Todd down on my chest as per our routine, but instead of giving him a bottle, I lowered my shirt and let him breastfeed. He was reluctant at first, like any newborn, but he got the hang of it. You will be happy to know that Todd was only spanked one more time for spitting his Mashed Peas at me during lunch on Sunday.
I love my baby Todd! I can't wait to change him, nurse him, clothe him, feed him, and be his mommy forever more! Our marriage will be more than just a bond between a man and a woman, it will be a special bond of a baby and his mommy, and a husband and his wife.
Written By: Bella
Age: 21