Baby For A Week
BABY FOR A WEEK
I have been a diaper lover since age 9 when my Aunt was babysitting me and for punishment put me into cloth diapers. I am now in my mid fifties and still a bed wetting adult baby.
Last year for my birthday I paid a ProDom/Mommie to keep me as Her baby for an entire week. I had no say in what would happen to me, I just had to go along with what ever she wished to do with her baby for seven days 24/7. She had adult sized furniture and her nursery was fully equipped.
I arrived the day before my birthday, gave her the money and she told me to remove all of my clothing which I did. Then she led me to the changing table and I climbed onto it and was powdered and diapered with an extremely thick cloth diaper. She pulled a pair of plastic pants over my diaper.
Then she took me into the kitchen and had me sit in the large high chair. She fed me three jars of baby food then mixed up some formula and filled two large baby bottles. She put one of them in a diaper bag then handed me a jogging suit and told me to put it on over my diaper so we could go out for a walk. I hesitated because I didn't want to go out in public like this but I did as she said.
Then she handed me the other bottle of formula and said let's go. She made me hold her hand as we walked through the streets of downtown Oakland California. People would walk past us and laugh or make sarcastic comments at me in my bulging diaper covered with tight fitting sweat pants and I am holding a baby bottle in one hand and holding her hand with my other.
Then She told me that we need more baby food, and that we will not be going home until I have finished the bottle in my hand and the one in her diaper bag. So I finally started sucking on my bottle about the time we reached the store. Everyone was staring at me sucking on my bottle and obviously wearing a thick diaper.
One couple walked past and said what a cute baby. I was very embarrassed but was beginning to feel ok with it. We got a lot of baby food and some other groceries and wheeled the cart up to the cash register as I finished my bottle. She took it and gave me the other bottle from the diaper bag.
As we were about to leave the clerk said "how old is Your baby" then she looked at me and said "how old are you baby?" I said two as we left and I quickly started sucking down the other bottle of formula.
By the time we got out of the store I helplessly filled my diaper with the most smelly mess I had ever smelled, and knew we had about fifteen long blocks to walk before we got home.
Then She laughed and said she was beginning to wonder if she had put enough laxative in my formula. We got home and she removed my messy diaper and washed me off in the shower. Then she gave me a spanking for complaining of my messy diaper on the way home.
Then she powdered me and put me in a thick disposable abriform diaper and made me lay in the crib and take a nap. That was just the first of my seven day adventure as a birthday baby.
TO BE CONTINUED...
Written By: Frank