Mommy's 14 Year Old Baby
MOMMY'S 14 YEAR OLD BABY
"Finally!" Danny cheered with excitement, running downstairs to the guest bedroom. Danny's mother, aunt, and little cousin had just went out shopping for a whole three hours. What that meant, was that Danny had full-access to his baby cousin's diapers. Danny stood 5'8, and had a small, fragile frame. His black hair that touched just passed his ears complimented his perfect blue eyes. Just looking at Danny, he looked fairly normal, but he had a secret. A secret no one else knew. Danny had a fascination with diapers, and overall just being treated like a baby.
His heart pounded out of his chest as he reached the guest bedroom.
His aunt had been visiting for a week, and left some baby supplies in there for her 1 year old son. "Jackpot!" Danny squealed, noticing a stack of diapers on the dresser before him. Next to the diapers rested baby powder, bottles, wipes, pacifiers, a bib, and toys. He grabbed a diaper and the baby powder, sitting them on the floor. He then dressed-down completely and laid on the cold wooden floor.
He opened the diaper and rested it underneath him, then slowly shook powder all over his crotch. He pulled the diaper between his legs, and fastened it. "It fits so snug, but it'll do!" He said, admiring himself in the mirror. He put the bib around his neck and walked out to the kitchen, filling a bottle with juice. He walked back into the guest room and sat on the floor, playing with some of his toys. He talked to himself much like a mother would to him. "No more playing, baby. It's lunch time!" He said in a girly-tone. He made some goos-and-gaas and laid back, beginning to suckle on the bottle of apple juice. He smiled as he drank it until it was completely finished.
After a few minutes, he felt a strong urge to pee. He smiled and relax himself, letting wetness flood his diaper. He patted his diaper when he was done, enjoying the feeling. He went back to playing, and after a few minutes, had to poo. He grinned and squatted down, pushing hard into his diaper. It was then filled with mushy poo. He sat down in it and continued playing. Time passed by rather quickly, and he heard a car pull up out front. "No!" He gasped, looking at the clock.
Three hours had gone by in the blink of an eye. He sat there, practically frozen to the floor. Just then, his aunt walked in with a bunch of bags. She stared at him wide-eyed, and called for his mother. Danny's mother stomped in, stopping dead in her tracks. "Oh, look at the little baby! He's so cute!" She cooed. Danny blushed, and covered his face with his hands. She walked over, picking him up with little struggle. "Oh, it smells like baby made a stinky!" She explained. She looked down the back of his diaper and giggled. "Did Dan-Dan make big poopys in his didee?" She cooed.
She laid him down on the bed and slowly untapped his diaper. "PU!" She explained, pretending to hold her nose. She slowly grabbed a wipe, starting to wipe his icky bottom. She sprinkled some baby powder on him, and grabbed another diaper. She expertly taped it on his waist and stood him up, patting his bottom. She then sent him to bed, in his fresh diaper.
The next day, his mother permanently pulled him out of school. He tried to explain that he wasn't a baby, but she protested. From that day forward, Danny has been treated like the baby that he always wanted to be. He secretly loves every bit of it, still.
[To Be Continued.]
Written By: Danny