What A Summer
What A Summer
Hi, im Jason. So when I was 14 years old I was constantly
getting in trouble at school. My father is a professional wrestler and was always away on trips. I was always watched by close family members. My mom died when I was seven. I probably misbehaved so much cause my dad wasn't around.
On the last day of school before summer break I got really pissed off at my teacher so I cussed her out and made her cry. I really didn't care at the time. The principal threatened to give me a detention but I cussed him out too saying he cant do anything cause its the last day.
When I got home that day my dad was sitting there waiting..... He told me to go to my room and don't come out.... I didn't argue cause I know how bad he can hit. Later that night I came down to use the bathroom. My dad was on the internet looking up something on a search engine. I ignored him.
Suddenly he came out and yelled "What are you doing out of your room?" I responded " I have to pee bad" He told me too bad. He's going to the store real quick and I have to go into my room and Not come out. I can use the bathroom when he'd get back. I knew it would be tough to hold but I listened to what he said. He came back with about seven large grocery bags and called me down. "can I go now?" I asked panting, I couldn't hold it in much longer.
He said "take off my pants and lay down." "why?!" I protested, he said to just do it. I listened. He made me close my eyes so I did.
Next thing I knew he slid a soft cushiony kind of underwear up my legs. The I knew what it was by the smell. "IS THAT A DIAPER?!" I yelled. He laughed, "why yes it is. Since you cant behave im going to make you,
Your now my baby boy. Im taking off the summer of work to stay with my precious baby. Say goodbye to all your friends cause you wont see them for a long time. unless you want them to see a big cute baby." I was crying real bad. not even noticing that my Bladder completely let go. "awwwww....... the baby made a pee-pee" he taunted. "Time for first change."
he tried changing me but I got pissed and kicked him in the face.
I gasped cause I was always too afraid to do that. He was really mad now, removed the heavy wet diaper and spanked me real bad. He yelled" I see, you don't want out of the diaper for a change? then fine, I wont change you. no one will." I cried more when he slipped off my diaper and grabbed a new one out of the bag.
This one was about 20 times larger than the wet one. must be for a fat person. he then took a knife and cut in slits at the top like jean pants. he slipped on the huge diaper and put a belt through the slits. he tightened the belt real hard. and put a pad lock through the belt adjuster, he took the key away into his pocket.
I tried slipping out of the diaper but it was too tight. He said " I thought this would happen so prepared for the large diaper also" He then took out three large plastic panties and slipped them over the diaper, and one extremely large onesie, which I didn't know they made for fat adults. I looked like a really big baby alright. He then made me take sleeping pills and put me down for a nap on the couch.
When I awoke I noticed I was now in a very large crib. I smelt food coming from the kitchen. "Baby awake?" he yelled from a distance. "yes..." I said quietly. He came in and picked me up like a real baby in his arms. (He is a wrestler and very strong,he could throw me across the street if he wanted to) He put me in a highchair which was very tight thanks to the loose giant diaper. (but wouldn't be loose for long). I made your favorite.
He pulled out the biggest cheese burger id ever seen, and a large soda....very large. After I was stuffed he pulled out a large
chocolate cake. "Im full, thank you" I said. "I don't care if your
full! eat it" he screamed at me. I cried but ate it. After the meal I felt a strange feeling in my stomach. he then told me "The soda was filled with bladder relaxants and the cake, laxatives." I gulped in fear.......
About two weeks later that giant diaper that was so empty was now filled with pee and poo all the way up to my but. It weighed about 20 pounds, and I waddled terribly when I walked. My dad said the smell didn't bother him. Whenever the diaper would spring a leak, he would just add more plastic panties. I was literally bathing in my own poop. finally he took me out of it, and said "maybe know you'll let me change you." he laughed.
At this point I lost all control off my bowels and bladder and got so dumb I acted like a baby.
After the summer my dad retired early and became a full time "daddy" He took me out of school, and home schooled me, even though I never learned anything. I was then a baby. His baby. and I enjoyed the attention spent on me for 7 years.
written by: Jason Simpla