The First Morning Part 1
The First Morning Part 1
Please remember that I am small for my age. 4’3” to be exact.
Hi, my name is Jason or Jas- as my mom calls me. I am 14 years old and a teen baby. And I am in big trouble. I started really looking at this kind of stuff the summer after my 12th birthday. I had just seen monster house and they had mentioned adult diapers in the movie.
Like all kids I was curious and wanted to know what they were. So I went on the internet and searched it on Google- of course- and I was amazed at what I saw. I kept looking at this stuff for a long time until one day, during one of my searches I came across a website that the title was adult baby bed and breakfast. And I wondered what that could be.
It was an adult baby nursery and the pictures they showed of the ABs (diaper changes, playing with toys, sleeping…). From then on I knew that this was going to be part of my future life. I thought about this all the time until one day I couldn’t stand it any longer and decided I was going to order some stuff. I started planning it.
The first thing I looked at was what absorbent undergarment I would use. Although I wanted to, I decided that I wasn’t going to poop in my diapers as the smell would be harder to cover up than pee. And then I decide I would go with training pants as these would be easier to hide under clothes. So I went to an AB website, ordered some AB training pants, bib, bottle and adult sized sesame street pacifier. I had them delivered to my friend’s house so my parents wouldn’t know.
The morning the items arrived my parents were going to church for their friends wedding and they said I didn’t have to come so I stayed home. As soon as they left, I drove to my friend’s house picked up the stuff and went home. I ripped open the packages and took off all my clothes. The first thing I did was I started sucking on the pacifier. It felt so good to feel the soft rubber in my mouth and the shield against my face.
Then I put on the training pants (they were Thomas the train). I immediately felt the soft padding against my body and knew this was the life for me. I tied the bib around my neck (it was Barney) and looked in the mirror. I was so cute, just like a baby, except a little bigger.
I got the bottle, it had rocket ships on it, put some milk in it, heated it to just the right temperature and laid down on the bed in my room and began to drink it. It felt so good to drink it and was soon asleep.
I woke up later and got up from my bed. I noticed there was still a package in the bottom of the box the training pants came in. I took it out. It said, "Here are some complimentary pills to help you act a little more like a baby." I took one out and swallowed it.
As soon as I took it, I felt a rush of pee and tried to stop it but couldn’t. I no longer had enough control. The flooded training pants began to sag. Then I started to cry. I couldn’t believe it! I was crying because I did what I had wanted to for over a year and I was crying about it! So I picked up the pacifier and stuck it in my mouth to calm me down it started to work.
Then I heard the garage door open. I tried to move and get some clothes on but my body wouldn’t listen. I just sat there as my parents started coming up the stairs. They came to my room and saw me sitting there, in wet training pants, teary face, a bib tied around my neck and sucking on the sesame street pacifier.
My dad was strong. He came in, kneeled down next to me and made sure the pacifier was firmly in my mouth so it wouldn’t fall out. He then picked me up and laid me down on the bed, all the while holding my head up like I was a little baby. My mom was searching through the boxes to find another pair of training pants.
She found one (this one was Winnie the pooh) and laid it on the bed next to me. Then she took off the wet training pants and pulled up the new ones. She then took the bottle downstairs, put more milk into it, made it just the right temperature and stuck the nipple in my mouth. Subconsciously I started sucking and was soon asleep.
I woke up to find myself sitting in a highchair. It wasn’t an adult sized one or anything but it was a high chair, and just like a baby, I couldn’t get out. In front of me was a bowl of baby food and a bottle full of juice. My mom came over when she noticed I was awake and pulled a chair up next to me. I tried to protest but as soon as I opened my mouth she put a spoonful of baby food in. It tasted terrible. I was about to say something but my mom stuck another spoonful of baby food in.
This went on until she stuck the bottle in my mouth after the baby food. Once I finished the bottle, I was getting drowsy but still tried to get a word in. but all that came out was baby gibberish. The pill was still in effect! My dad then came in, picked me up out of the high chair and carried me over to my bedroom where he laid me down on my bed, I was practically asleep but I still remember wetting the training when I was in bed.
When I woke up, I started to cry because the training pants were wet. There was a baby monitor on my dresser and my parents heard me. They came up put my pacifier in my mouth and proceeded to take off the training pants. It was then that I realized I was lying in an adult sized crib and in the nursery I grew up in. when I thought they were changing me, they had just taken off the training pants and were leading me towards the bathroom.
Once there I saw what they were taking me to the bathroom for. For there, sitting on the toilet, was an adult sized toddler potty. It had dinosaurs parading on the sides of it, a bowl to catch poop and a cup to catch pee. They sat me down on the potty. I managed to make a poo and get out a little pee. My parents then took me back to my room, where my mom picked up a pair of training pants (backyardigans) and put them on me.
She then picked up a pair of shorts and pulled them up my legs, but they kept on coming up. I then realized that they were overalls. But I didn’t see any straps or anything in the front. My mom put my arms through some sleeves and then I heard a zipping sound. The overalls had a zipper in the back! I was never going to get out of these.
My parents then took me to the main hall, where they slowly eased me backwards into a chair. It was an adult sized baby stroller! It even had the baby designs on it! They strapped me in and started pushing me down the road.
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