BABY INSIDE -- (Author) BabyEmm

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Author: BabyEmm
Timestamp: Mar 25, 2022 at 4:22 AM
Content: Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, events, and incidents are either a product of the author's imagination. Any resemblance to actual names, characters, places, events and incidents are purely coincidental.

Prologue

Hi! My name is Amber May and I am 25 years old. I live in the Philippines. I am quite small for my age but lived like a normal person would. And just like any normal young adult, I come to work from Monday to Friday, 8am to 5pm at a government agency. And just like any normal person, I have a secret I cannot share. A secret that I am determined to take with me to the grave. But that changed when I met Aaron.

Aaron is my boyfriend for over a year now. We've been living together for 6 months. I'm came from a long term relationship (5 years) before I met him. Maybe you're wondering why I broke up with my ex? It's because he, Patrick, found out my secret.

My apartment is a studio type wherein my bed is in the left corner, beside it is a small table with a lamp on top. Adjacent to my bed is my closet, the rest is just blank space. Patrick has a key which I voluntarily gave him so he can get in and out of my apartment even if I'm not around or if I'm sleeping.

One Friday, he was out of town for a business trip and will not be back for a week. It was a very stressful week with all the deadlines I have to meet. I was burnt out as the day ends. I still have one report to finish when Patrick came to pick me up that afternoon. It was already 5pm and he's bound to go at 6pm. I told him I cannot see him off due to the report I have to submit. He understand it and said that we should at least have some coffee before he leaves.

I returned at the office at 6pm and found that my boss finished the last report he needed. Told me that I did a great job and that I deserved to take a break. I went home. My apartment is just a few blocks away from my office so I just walked.

Without my Patrick for the whole week, no one would barge inside my apartment for a surprise visit. It was, indeed, a very tiring week so I decided to indulge myself. I opened my closet and in the bottommost corner, I retrieved a box full of the things that can calm me. I opened it and marvelled at the articles resting inside the box. It has been quite a long time since I've seen them. I took one, caress it to my face and gently inhaled its smell. I opened it and took in its softness and thickness. It was my favourite undergarment. I took it out, smoothed it out in my bed and sit on top of it. I put some powder over my crotch and put the front over and taped it up, securing it shut. I made sure that everything was fixed, grabbed my bright blue paci and stood in front of my full length mirror.

Staring back at me, is a cute baby girl.

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Author: BabyEmm
Timestamp: Mar 25, 2022 at 7:25 AM
Content: Chapter 1
Coming Out as a Baby

*3 years ago*

I woke up one Saturday morning and stretched my body in my bed.

"Good morning, Mr. Bear!" I greeted the stuffie I was cuddling the whole night. Something wet and cold was hugging my crotch, it gave me a familiar and good sensation.

"Oh! It was my diaper! I forgot I wet it last night! Looks like I flooded it!" I told myself feeling my diaper. "I should go change it!"

I got up and reached out for my closet, again retrieving my secret stash. I take another diaper and changed right away. I don't want to risk a leak.

"Ahhh! A fresh diaper is really the best!" I blurted out.

I poured myself some fresh milk for breakfast (I don't eat in the morning!). I was about to drink my milk when I had an idea. Why don't I drink this in a bottle and feel like a baby? I touched my diaper and giggled at the thought. I went back to my secret stash and take out a bottle. This time, I did not return the box in my closet. I just left it beside my bed. Patrick will not be here for a week so I can be a baby as much as I can! I emptied the contents of my glass into the bottle, placed the teat, and suckled it.

"This is awesome!" I told myself as I lay in my bed, sucking my bottle.

After my breakfast, I tidied my apartment a bit. I noticed that I need to go out and buy some stuff. I got dressed, not removing the diaper. I just put some sweatpants over it. I feel like a naughty girl as I walk out of my apartment, hearing the soft crinkling. This is the first time I am going out with a diaper on.

I have always had a fascination with diapers since I was a little kid. I always want to go back to them the moment my mom decided I don't need them anymore. I am potty trained at the age of three. My mom was really glad to get rid of those, says it's too expensive. That's the thing growing up in poverty.

I tried my best to be put back in diapers but I have no luck. I pee in bed every single night to no avail. My mom will just wash the sheets and will dry the bed outside under the sun. I tried talking to her, said I want to wear diapers again. She just told me I'm old enough and capable of using the toilet, I don't need diapers.

I even started sneaking my younger cousin's diapers and put them on. My Aunt Jackie caught me putting on one of her son, Carl's diaper once. She asked me what I'm doing and I told her I was just curious if they still fit me. She just laughed at my silly reply and helped me put the diaper on. My mom was so embarrassed that time because of what I did. She scolded me and told me not to do it again.

As a young girl without any money, I was left with no choice. I wanted to wear diapers so bad that I used my blankets as a substitute, pretending it was a cloth diaper. Funny how my little mind works!

This continued until I started elementary school. I was growing up and my mom decided that her salary as a clerk here in Manila was not enough to fund our needs. She decided to go to Japan to work whilst, I was left with my grand mother. This time, I have some allowance to spend for whatever I want: diapers. With a little money to fund my fetish, I can buy my own diapers and wear them at night at least twice a week.

When I entered highschool, my bed wetting returned. I was, again, wetting the bed every night, this time it was unintentional. We consulted a doctor and he said that it was due to stress and considering the size of my bladder, I would definitely wet the bed. Though it wasn't a big issue, just a temporary incontinence and I will regain my potty training skills soon. He recommended for me to wear incontinence pads at night so as not to ruin my sheets.

Granny told Mom what happened. Mom said: "If that's the case, then we should put her back to diapers. And you should diaper her just to make sure she's wearing them properly every night. And be sure she won't remove them."

I was reluctant that time, pretending I didn't want to be back in diapers. But my inner self is rejoicing, screaming: "Finally! After so many years of keeping it a secret, I can now do it without hiding!" And what's more to it? Granny will diaper me!

We bought supplies the very same day before we went home. Granny was not sure what size to buy so she got me the biggest baby diaper and the smallest adult diaper she can get. I noticed it was the brand I usually buy. I even asked her if we can buy the pull ups instead to be more "discreet". She just said that they cannot hold a lot of pee and she don't wanna risk having leaks in my bed. She want the most absorbent we can have. The thicker my diaper is, the better.

I want to squeal with delight but I have to keep my façade. I can't let Granny know that I want to feel more babyish as much as possible.

When we got home, Granny asked me to help her fix everything we bought (we also got some supplies for the house). We also placed my new undergarments in my room. After that, Granny told me to freshen up. When I got out of my bathroom, two diapers were set up in my bed. One was printed with cute little bears, a baby diaper, and another plain white, an adult diaper. There's also a bottle of baby powder and lotion, all set beside a changing mat.

"Come here, Sweetie." Granny said, smiling. "Let's try these diapers on you. See which one will fit you better."

"But Granny! I don't need those! I'm fourteen, not a baby!" I said, faking a protest.

"The doctor said you need them. Aren't you tired of waking up wet every morning?" She asked.

"Of course I am! And it's so frustrating! But I can do without those. Please, Granny. I'm not a baby!" I replied.

"Yes, Amber. We know you're not a baby. But can you just please try them? I promise you'll only wear them at night. No one else will know." She reassured me.

"Okay, Granny." I sighed and went to sit in my bed.

"Lay down for me, baby." Granny said.

"I'm not a baby, Granny!" I retorted but still obeyed her order.

"You will always be my baby no matter how old you are." Granny said lovingly. "Let's try putting this diaper on you shall we? Lift your bottom up!"

She opened the baby diaper and placed it under my welcoming butt. I sat over the diaper and she started to spread lotion and sprinkled generous amount of baby powder over my crotch. She placed the front over and taped the diaper up. Is this really happening? I can't believe Granny just diapered me!

"There you go! Let's see how this will hold." She said.

"Wait a sec! You mean you're gonna have me wear this today?" I exclaimed.

"Yes. Weren't we testing its absorbency?" She asked.

"You mean I'm gonna be diapered for the rest of the day? You're kidding me, Granny! Very funny joke! Haha!" I replied, faking a laugh.

"No I'm not kidding you, sweetie. I'm serious." She said in a straight face. "Your mom told me to do this. And I think this is a great idea. With that said, let's call your mom so she can see you."

Right on cue, her phone rang and I saw that it was my mom on video call. Granny answered it.

"Hey mom!" Mom greeted Granny. "Where's Amber? Is she wearing her diaper now?"

Granny motioned for me to stand up and sure enough, there's Mom looking at me from the screen.

"Why are you so sad, Amber? Is it that bad?" Mom asked.

"I don't want this mom. I'm not a baby. Please don't make me wear this." I pleaded.

"But you have to. At least every night." Mom said. I just stood there. Crying, fake tears of course.

After a moment of silence, my Mom speak up, addressing Granny. "Mom? Can you please leave Amber for a bit? We need to talk."

"Sure! I'll be in the kitchen, sweetie." Granny left

"Hi my baby!" Mom greeted me.

"I'm not a baby, Mom!" I retorted.

"I know you're not. You're not a baby PHYSICALLY." Mom said with emphasis.

"What do you mean?" I asked nervously. Does she know?

"Remember you asked me to put you back in diapers when you're three? But I told you that your already potty trained, remember that?" She asked. I just nodded my reply.

"Remember when your Aunt Jackie caught you putting on Carl's diapers? Remember when I caught you wrapping blankets around your crotch? I know you're pretending they're diapers." She continued

I was so shocked with what I'm hearing. I can't believe Mom remembered everything. And what's more to it, she knows I have a thing for diapers!

"I'm sorry, Mom. I didn't mean to." I cried out.

"It's not your fault, baby. I'm the one who should be sorry. I'm sorry I can't provide for what you want." There was a moment's silence. I was just sobbing.

"How did you know about this Mom?" I asked.

"Your Granny told me you're sneaking diapers to your room. She knows you wear them sometimes at night. Have you noticed that she got you that specific brand? It's because she knows you liked those." Mom explained.

"I don't like them, Mom. They leak when I pee. They're not so absorbent. I just buy them because they're cute." I said. "Wait, Mom? Are you letting me wear diapers now?"

"Yes. And I know that you need them too. Specially at night. But I don't want you wearing them to school. Just at home. And only Granny can change you." She stated her conditions.

"Also, I've looked for diapers you might like. They're absorbent and have cute designs." She said while showing me the diapers.

"They're all cute Mom! I love them!" I squealed. "Wait, Mom? Is this real?"

"Yes, baby! I have 5 cases here. All for you! I will have them shipped to you later. I know they do not produce cute diapers this big in the Philippines. You wear those diapers for the mean time." She said.

"Thanks, Mom!" I said.

"No problem, sweetie. This is all I can do for you." She replied. "Now, I need to go. I have 5 cases of diapers to be shipped!"

"Bye, Mom! I love you!" I said.

"I love you, too, baby!" She replied.

Our call ended and I saw Granny in the door, waiting.

"You don't have to hide now, baby." She said smiling.

My diaper crinkled as I run to her to give her a very tight hug. "I love you, Granny!"

"And I love you, too, my baby! Let's go have some lunch?" She told me.

We had lunch. The day went well. Granny was always glad to change my diapers. I was so happy they accepted me. I don't have to hide now.

Surely after a week, a package from Japan addressed to me arrived. I signed the necessary forms and take the box inside. Granny is waiting for me inside, holding a cutter.

She opened the box. There's a lot of things inside but I can see the diapers clearly and I think it's more than 5 cases. I counted them, there's 10 cases inside! There's also baby powder, lotion, baby bottles, pacifiers, onesies and cute stuffies! There's also a note inside:

Hi Baby Amber!

I hope you liked my gift for you. If you need more please don't hesitate to ask. I'll be more than willing to provide for you. I love you so much baby!

Love,
Mommy

From then on, I was wearing diapers at home. Mom would send packages from Japan every month with 10 cases of my diapers. I find it weird that they made baby diapers that big. Only to find out that they were adult baby diapers. That's the time I got introduced to the ABDL Community.

Granny always change my wet diapers. Yes, wet diapers. I only wet them, I hate messing them. Although, Granny told me I can. She's willing to change my messy diapers. It's just that I cannot bear to poop in my diapers. I find it too disgusting.

So much for my introduction! I need to go get some supplies! Gotta go!

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Author: BabyEmm
Timestamp: Mar 25, 2022 at 3:29 PM
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Diaperman0723 said:

Can't wait for the next chapter . Well written

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I'm working on it. Will post soon!

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Author: BabyEmm
Timestamp: Mar 28, 2022 at 10:18 AM
Content: Chapter 2
Mommy's Home

A faint crinkling can be heard as I was walking past my apartment building. The weather was exceptionally nice today so I just walked towards the supermarket. I can feel the bulkiness of the pad I am wearing under my sweatpants. After a very long week, I feel like I deserved this treat. It's very comforting!

As entered the supermarket, I can feel a little pressure building in my bladder. "I gotta pee." I told myself. And I just let it go. I relaxed as I feel warmth gushed in between my thighs. Ahhh! That's very satisfying!

I went through the shelves to get what I need. Some toiletries, snacks, and whatnots.

I was on my way to the check out counter when I came across the diaper section. I can feel excitement coursing through my veins as I walk through. And there it was. The diaper brand I used to sneak in my room when I was younger and memories flashed through my mind!

I remembered when I used to buy them using my allowance, how my Granny bought it for me and was legally using them at home and how Mom bought my diapers from Japan when I was fourteen. Even though I stopped wetting the bed after a year, Mom would still buy diapers for me to wear at home until I turned sixteen.

I stopped wearing them because I met someone and I will be very embarrassed if he'll know I still use diapers at home. It was Patrick, my boyfriend. We met when we're sixteen. We've been together for four years now. He's working as the Executive Assistant of Mr. Armand Dela Cerna, CEO of IT Hub, the biggest IT company in Manila.

Up until this day, Patrick doesn't know that I still wear diapers occasionally and I didn't even plan to tell him. I don't know how he'll react if he knows.

Without any thoughts, I found myself picking up a pack. It says "More absorbent than ever." I wonder if it really does absorb more now? I don't know if they'll still fit me but it was worth a try. After all, Patrick won't be back until Friday. I might as well spend the weekend as a baby.

The cashier wrung up my purchases, I payed her and went out of the supermarket. I hired a cab so I can get home. It took the ride about 10 mins.

I fixed the things I bought. The last one left is the pack of diapers. I opened it and see that it is still the same as before. It still has the cute little bears printed across the front, the tapes are still as sticky as ever, and the size never changed. It is, indeed, a bit thicker than before.

"I gotta try this on!" I said excitedly. I took one diaper out of the package and changed right away. I was lying on my bed, sucking on my paci when my phone rang. It was my mom on video call.

"Hi baby! How are you?" My mom greeted me.

"Ewow Mommy!" I said in high pitched voice. "I miss u!"

"How old are you right now baby?" She asked, sensing my headspace.

"Twee!" I replied, raising three fingers.

"Aweee!" My mom cooed. "I know you had a rough week but can I talk to my 22 year old daughter?"

"How did you know I had a rough week, Mom?" I asked, returning to my normal age suddenly.

"Why else would you be a baby?" Mom replied, laughing. "You diapered?"

"Yeah!" I said and showed her my diaper.

"Wow! That still fits you?" Mom said, surprised.

"Hmm. But it's kinda tight. I prefer the diapers you always buy when I was younger." I said.

"Well, I was about to ship these out to you." She said showing me cases of diapers.

"Thanks, Mom! But can you not send them all at once? I have no place to keep them. Patrick might see them if he visits me." I said.

"Sure, Baby! And speaking of Patrick, isn't he coming today?" Mom asked.

"Nope. He's out of town. He won't be back until next week." I replied. "And I'm planning to be a baby until tomorrow."

"Wow that's nice! Do you have enough diapers there?" Mom asked.

"Yeah, Mom! I just bought a pack today. There's still some of those diapers you sent last month. I think I will be fine." I replied.

"That would be nice! I'll also send these to you today so you'll have some spare." Mom said. "Also, your Granny got sick. I brought her to the hospital yesterday."

"What happened to Granny?" I asked. Granny went to live in Japan when I got settled on my own here in the Philippines. I was supposed to go with her but I cannot leave Patrick alone.

"Her blood pressure shot up again. She's fine now, though. She was discharged this morning. Nothing to worry about. Carl is taking good care of her." Mom explained. Granny has been ill for a while now due to old age.

"That's good, Mom. Thank God, Carl is there with you!" I sighed my relief.

"Yes, it's really him who helped us a lot." Mom said.
No one spoke until Mom broke the silence. "I have to go now. Take care, Baby!"

"I will, Mom! You too. Say hi to Granny for me." I said.

Our call ended and I was left in silence. I felt my a pressure in my bladder, I gotta pee. I got up and went to the bathroom. I don't trust this diaper. It might leak just like it always did when I was in highschool.

I stood in my bathroom and relaxed my bladder. Warm pee flowed in between my thighs. I am checking if there's any leak as the flow comes to an end. Surprisingly, there's none! There's even room for more! The diaper really does hold more now!

Deciding that my diaper can still hold more, I went back to my room to have some lunch. After eating, my diaper cannot hold any longer so I changed into a fresh one and fell asleep. A few moments later, I woke up. I touched my diaper, it's still dry of course.

I was browsing my phone when it rang. It was Patrick.

"Hi baby! I missed you" he greeted me. "I just called to check on you."

"Hi baby! I missed you too. I'm doing good." I replied. "My boss let me off earlier last night. He finished my last report for me. Now, I'm just chillin' in my bed."

"How nice of him! Hey baby, is there any specific pasalubong you want?" He asked.

"Anything will do, my love." I replied.

"Okay. Just send me a message if there's anything you like. I need to go, my boss is waiting." He said. I can also hear his boss calling him on the background.

"Sure, baby! Take care! I love you!" I said.

"You too baby, take care. I love you!" He said as he ended our call.

I continued browsing my phone. When I got bored, I opened my TV and watched my favorite show: Spongebob Squarepants.

While watching, I got thirsty so I made myself a drink, put it in my bottle and suckled while I lay in my bed. After drinking, I sucked my paci.

A couple of hours later, I got hungry so I made myself a dinner, I ate in silence. I made another bottle of milk and suckled onto it again.

After that, I did my evening rituals before going to bed. I enjoyed being a baby today. I even peed before I fell asleep. I still have tomorrow before I go back to work on Monday. I have to make the most out of it!

I woke up the next day due to a knock on my door. I got up, put something over my diaper and opened the door. I was surprised to see my Mom outside with a big box beside her.

"Surprise!" Mom said excitedly, giving me a big hug.

"When did you get here, Mom?" I asked, still sleepy. I can't believe she's here!

"Just now. The moment you told me that Patrick is not here, I booked a ticket so I can baby you for the rest of the week" She explained.

"How about Granny?" I asked.

"She's fine. Carl's with her. And this is also her idea. I just grabbed the opportunity. I cannot miss my baby's birthday! And here's my present!" She exclaimed, pointing the box.

"Oh! I forgot about my birthday!" I said. "It's on Friday!"

"How can a baby be forgetful?" She teased and I felt her hand in my crotch, feeling my diaper.

"I was so busy these days, Mom. I lost track of time."

"Your diaper is wet. Why don't we change that first?" She asked, ignoring my last words.

"Can we have breakfast first?" I asked.

I helped her bring the box inside and she get inside my apartment.

"Okay. What do you have here?" She said while opening my fridge. She took my milk out and put it in a bottle. "Here, drink your baabaa first while I prepare breakfast."

I take the bottle she's handing me and started sucking on the teat. I opened the TV and watched Tangled. I was singing along with the songs when Mom called me for breakfast.

"What do you want to do today, Sweetie?" Mom asked as we were eating.

"Can we jwust stway hewe, Mommy?" I asked using my cute baby voice. I'm back in a three year old headspace.

"Sure, baby! Mommy will take care of you here." Mom said.

"Yeeeyyy!!!" I shouted.

"But before anything else, let's open my gift first?" She said.

"Otay" I replied.

We opened the box. It is full of diapers, onsies, pacifiers, bottles and chocolates.

"Tank wu, Mommy! Wuv u" I hugged her.

"You're always welcome, Baby! I love you, too." She replied.

We just stayed in my apartment for the whole day. Mom said that I should just stay in bed. Babies don't do house chores.

I was treated like a baby the whole day. She changed my diapers all the time. She never let me stay wet for a long time. She feed me always and even bathe me. I enjoy being her baby so much that I forgot all my worries.

The day ended with me sleeping, enveloped by her warm and loving hug.

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Author: BabyEmm
Timestamp: Mar 29, 2022 at 1:33 AM
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DiaperedAndDamp said:

You write well Hmmm... Pasalubong ... are you in the Philippines, or perhaps Filipino based elsewhere?

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I am actually a Filipino, based in the Philippines.

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Author: BabyEmm
Timestamp: Mar 29, 2022 at 11:20 AM
Content: Chapter 3
Oh No! Amber is Caught!

I woke up next day still inside Mom's embrace. I stretched my body and she hugged me even tighter.

"Awe u watching me slweep, Mommy?" I asked still in a three year old headspace.

"Yes, baby. You're so cute when you sleep." She said, pinching my cheek.

"Tank wu Mommy!" I said, giggling.

"Let's get up, baby! Time to get ready for work." She said. "It's already 7:00am."

I looked the clock and surely it's already 7:00am.

"Oh gosh! I'm late, Mom I gotta go!" I got up, dressed and got ready to go.

"Baby, you still have your diaper on. Don't you want to change it at least?" Mom asked. I completely forgot about my diaper.

"Oh yeah." I said.

Mom took charge. She removed my pants and asked me to lie down on my bed. I was texting my boss while Mom is changing my diaper.

"Do you want another diaper on or just panties?" Mom asked.

"Just panties." I replied.

As she was cleaning my diaper area, my phone rang. It was my boss.

"Hi Boss! I'm so sorry I overslept this morning. But I'm on my way now." I talked to my boss over the phone.

"It's okay no need to hurry." He said. "I just got a call from Sec. Esnar. He wants me to come with him to Naga. I won't be back till next week. You can have the week off. I already talked to the HR."

"Am I hearing you correctly, Sir?" I asked.

"Yeah! Take a vacation. Have a break. Do whatever you like!" He replied, laughing.

"Thank you so much, Sir." I said.

"You're welcome! Just be sure to come back next week okay? Bye!" He ended our call.

"Mom! " I called over. She's going thru my things looking for panties. "Diaper me, please."

"Why? I thought you're going to work? You want to be diapered at your office?" Mom asked.

"No, Mom. I'm staying here for the whole week. My boss just gave me the whole week off." I replied excitedly. "Apparently, he's going to Naga with Sec. Esnar and won't be back till next week. Also, he already talked to HR. It's all set! Isn't it amazing, Mom? I can spend the whole week with you!

"That would be nice!" Mom said, excited also.

"Will you diaper me for the rest of the week, Mom?" I asked.

"Of course, baby. That's the main reason why I am here. I want to baby you." She said lovingly, stroking my hair. "Come, lets get you into a diaper."

Mom diapered me and dressed me in a footie pajamas. Good thing my AC is working properly or else my whole body will be soaked in sweat, not to mention my diaper that will be filled soon.

There I was again, a baby for the whole day and in the next day.

Wednesday arrived, Mom decided to go out and get some more supplies.

Mom bathe me. She also changed my diaper before we went to the supermarket. She put a dress on me also. The skirt fell just an inch below my knee. Just enough to cover my secret. I was only diapered underneath.

"Can you see my diaper, Mom?" I asked as she was packing my diaper bag.

"No baby. And you don't have to worry. It's normal for babies to wear diapers." Mom said.

"Don't forget, Mom, I not a real baby." I said.

"Yes I know! But no one will see it. If I wasn't the one who diapered you, I won't know." She said convincingly.

"Okay, Mom! Let's go." I said. I can hear soft crinkling but ignored it. I find it really cute!

We went to the supermarket. Mom got so many things for me. I tried to tell her that she's buying too much but she just said this is the first time she's shopping for me. She wants to go all out. We even went to the mall to buy some clothes and shoes. Mom spoiled me so much. I cannot believe that I can experience to be babied by my own mother.

When Mom got satisfied with her purchases, she decided to stop shopping. We eat at a restaurant inside the mall.

"Hey, baby!" Mom said while we were eating.

"Yes, Mom?" I asked.

"Why aren't you in your headspace?" Mom asked concerned. "Are you not feeling well?"

"No, Mom. It's just we're outside. I'm not comfortable." I replied.

"Let's finish eating so we can go home, okay?" She asked. I just nodded. And so we went home after eating.

It was getting dark when we returned home. I was surprised when I felt a hand in my crotch as we entered my apartment. It was Mom checking my diaper. I wasn't used to random diaper checks yet.

"Your diaper's soaked, baby. Lay down on the bed and let me change it." Mom said.

Moments later, Mom is holding a diaper, changing mat, lotion and baby powder. She placed the changing mat in my bed. I sat on it and lay on my back. Mom pulled my dress up, removed the tapes of my diaper and cleaned me up. Soon, I was in a fresh diaper again.

Mom opened the TV and I just watched. She handed me a bottle which I sucked while she fixed the things we bought.

"Dinner time!" Mom announced. I didn't even noticed her preparing our food.

Mom was feeding me while I was playing with my fingers. I felt a little twinge in my bladder and my diaper get damp. My body is now automatically doing it since I have been diapered for 5 straight days.

After eating, Mom helped me clean up, changed my diaper and dressed in a onesie me for bed. I fell asleep in her arms.

Next morning, I woke up to a whisper in my ear.

"Good morning, baby!" A man's voice said. It's Patrick. PATRICK?!

I know that voice too well. I've known him for six years and we've been a couple for 4 years. I felt his kisses in my forehead, lips and cheeks. His hand traveling across my body and squeezed my butt.

"What are you wearing, baby? Why's your underwear so thick?" He asked.

"Diapee." I said in a high pitched voice, still half asleep.

"WHAT? A DIAPER?" he shouted when he realized what he's touching. He pulled my blanket, revealing my onesie and diaper. "IT'S EVEN WET?!"

I sit up, suddenly realizing what's happening around me. I started crying out loud.

"Mommyyyy!!!" I called out, still in my three year old headspace. Mom came quickly and hugged me tight. I stopped crying because of that.

"Calm down, Patrick. Hear her out first." Mom said.

"Why is she wearing a wet diaper, Tita? She's even acting like a baby? What happened to my girlfriend?" Patrick said, still confused.

"She's always been like this. She's a little even before you met her." Mom said.

"How did that happen? How come I didn't notice? And what's a little?" Asked Patrick.

"A little is an adult who like to act and dress like a baby. And yes, that includes diapers. She doesn't want you to know all of these. " Mom said.

She told Patrick everything, from when I started asking her to put me back to diapers down to when I stopped wearing because of him.

"You mean she kept that from me all these years?" Patrick asked.

"Yes." Mom replied.

"But why?" Patrick asked once more.

"Because she's afraid you'll leave her once you know." Mom said.

"I know this is a lot for you to take, Baby." I said out of the blue. "But believe me, I tried to tell you. Many times. But I'm just so afraid."

"Come." He said, extending his arms sidewards. I moved towards him. He hugged me very tight. "It's okay, Baby. I still love you no matter what."

"I'll leave you two." Mom said.

After a few minutes of hug, Patrick got up and take the changing supplies in front of the TV. He placed the changing mat on my table, looked at me and tapped it.

"Huh?" I said.

"Lay down." He replied.

I followed his order. He opened the crotch snap of my onesie, then my diaper. He wiped me clean, applied some lotion and sprinkled generous amout of baby powder. He opened a diaper, placed it under my butt, put the front up and taped it shut. I cannot believe he just diapered me!

That day, Mom let me go with Patrick. He said he have a hotel reservation in Tagaytay for 2 days, given by Mr. Dela Cerna. We packed a few things for our short vacation right away.

"Can I wear diapers there?" I asked Patrick.

"Do you want to?" He asked. I just nodded.

"Okay then. But please don't act like a baby. I want to enjoy this vacation with MY GIRLFRIEND." He said, emphasizing the last two words.

"Otay!" I said

Mom packed me a diaper bag for our vacation. I don't know if I can follow his condition. It's automatic for me to regress when I'm wearing a diaper. I think this will be a challenge for me. Good luck, Amber!

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Author: BabyEmm
Timestamp: Mar 31, 2022 at 12:44 PM
Content: Chapter 4
Babied in Tagaytay

We headed straight to Tagaytay after packing. Mom made sure my diaper is thick enough for the journey. She even packed extra diapers, pacifiers and bottles for me. All our luggages are placed at the back of his car. Off we go!

"Baby?" Patrick said to get my attention while we were driving along EDSA

"Yes, Baby?" I said, trying my best not to fall into my headspace.

"I just want to discuss my views and rules regarding your uhmm... underwear preference and behavior." He said. I can sense that he has an issue with it.

"Okay." I replied nervously.

"Let me ask you some questions first. I just want to understand it." He said.

"Okay." I said, still nervous.

"First, how did this started?" He asked.

"Mom already told you, didn't she? But I'll repeat it with details." I said and started telling him everything.

I told him how I started to ask Mom to put me back to diapers, when I started regressing up until he caught me this morning.

"And why is that?" He asked. "I mean, why do you want wearing them? Why are you acting like a baby?"

"I don't know. I just feel that I have to. It helped me relax most of the time. It's like a coping mechanism when I'm stressed out. It's more like psychological, I guess." I explained.

"You use them right? Those uhmm... diapers?" He said. I can feel deep disgust when he said diapers.

"Yes, I use them for wetting. I don't like messing them. That's too gross for me." I said.

"But isn't it gross already? To urinate in them? Your pee is just there." He asked disgustedly

"No, it's not. That's why I need to be changed often. I find them really convenient actually. I don't have to go to the bathroom. When I feel the need to go, I just let it go!" I said, singing like Elsa.

"Okay. You can wear them if you want to." He said just to end the argument. "But you have to change them yourself. That's my first rule!"

"It's okay, I can change myself." I said smiling.

"Rule number 2! Wear something over it. I don't want seeing or touching it." He stated.

"Can I wear them outside?" I asked.

"I guess you can, but be sure it won't be seen. And I'm just letting you because I don't want my Baby upset on her birthday." He said. "After your birthday, can you limit it? Or wear them when I'm not around."

"Okay." I said. "Is that all?"

"Yes, for the diapers at least. But I have more rules for you to follow." He added. "For the pacifier and bottles, you can use them until your birthday. But after this trip, I want them disposed!"

"What?! But Mom got them for me! I can't just dispose them!" I protested.

"You cannot use them, you're not a baby anymore. You have to grow up, Amber." He said.

"But you call me Baby." I said, pouting

"That's just our endearment, but it doesn't mean you're a real baby. You're old enough to eat solid food and you know how to use a toilet. So I don't why do you use them?" He said.

"I told you already! The keep me calm. They help me relax." I said. "And Mom will be really upset if we throw all her gifts"

"Okay. We won't throw them. But I'll lock them in a box where you cannot use them. Baby clothes included." He said. I just sobbed quietly beside him.

"Please don't cry." He said as he wiped my tears. "I'm doing this for you. You cannot be a baby forever. You have to grow up."

I nodded but continued sobbing. He reached for my hand and squeezed it. I can't believe I'm having this argument with him. Never in my life did I imagine telling him this because I know he'll react this way. I know he'll try to change me. Am I ready for that?

We arrived in Tagaytay before lunch. Patrick parked his car outside a hotel. We went out with our luggage. A bellboy came to take our belongings. We checked in and was soon entering our room.

It was a big suite. It has a living area, a common bathroom and a bedroom. We went inside the bedroom to deposit our things.

I was about to take the diaper bag but Patrick took it quicker than me. He placed the changing mat in the floor and motioned for me to lay down in it. I did as I was told.

He lift up my skirt to reveal my soaked diaper. He removed the tapes, put the front down, cleaned me up. Balled the used diaper and throw it aside.

"I thought you don't like doing this?" I asked.

"I don't know. I just feel like I have to." He replied. "I feel like I have to make it up to you after our argument this morning."

"I don't think I am ready for this, Baby." I said truthfully. "I need this. Please don't take it away."

"We'll do it gradually. For now, I will change you. I'll let you experience to be my baby. But just for this trip." He said.

"But you said I have to change myself? You changed your mind?" I asked.

"Yes. Let me be your 'daddy' until we get home." He said. "But after this trip, you have to promise me you'll stop this."

"I can't." I pouted.

"Yes you can. I will help you." He said, stroking my hair.

"You will?" I said. He just nodded and smiled at me encouragingly. I hugged him. "Thank you, Baby!"

"Wait! I am not the baby here. Does the baby want spanking?" He said as he finished diapering me.

"No spankies, Daddy. I sowwy." I said, back in my headspace.

"That's better!" He said while lifting me up, carrying me to the bed.

"Daddy baabaa milkies! I hungwy." I said pouting.

"Let's have some lunch first then you can have baabaa after." He said.

"Otay, Daddy. Wet's gow!" I said excitedly.

We went to the hotel restaurant and ate till we're full. Patrick, I mean Daddy, is feeding me. I feel like I really am his baby.

This continued for the rest of the trip. I enjoyed every single second of it. Even Patrick seems to enjoy being my Daddy. I think he'll be a great father to our future children.

I am so sad as our trip comes to an end. Saturday morning came and we have to go home. Our bags are already packed with some souvenirs. Before we left our suite, Daddy changed my diaper for the very last time. I hope he change his mind completely and be my Daddy for the rest of our lives.

We checked out of the hotel and was soon on the road, going home.

Mom was still in my apartment when we get home but was about to go back to Japan so we accompanied her to the airport. After that, we went to a mall to eat and he bought a box with a lock.

True to his words, he gathered all my pacifiers, bottles and baby clothes and locked them into the box. I just sat in my bed, watching him taking away my happiness. The only baby things left were the diapers and changing supplies.

"Don do dis pwease, Daddy." I pleaded.

"No, Amber. We agreed to this." He said firmly.

"But, Daddy!" I cried.

"ENOUGH! Snap out of it, Amber! YOU. ARE. NOT. A. BABY." he shouted, emphasizing each word. I just stood there, crying. "You can still use these diapers if you want. But once it runs out, you cannot buy more and you cannot ask your Mom to send you more. I will message Tita not to send you baby stuff anymore. It's time for the baby to be potty trained and grow up."

When he's satisfied with his work, he said goodbye to me. I was left alone in a very soaked diaper. I forgot to change it because of our argument.I get up and change out of it. I put on panties instead of a fresh diaper. I have to get used to using the toilet again because that is what Patrick wants.

I was so hurt because of what happened. I thought for a moment when we were in Tagaytay that he will change his mind and be my Daddy for the rest our lives. He just gave me false hopes.

Maybe I just need to talk to him. Maybe convince him of my situation. Maybe if I show him that I need this, he'll let me do it. After all, he tried it when we were in Tagaytay. But there's also a small voice in my head saying: "Maybe Patrick is right? Maybe I need to grow up now?"

I cannot sleep that night. I am thinking of some ways on how to convince him but as the hours ticked by, the more bizarre my I ideas become.

I am thinking maybe I can my old trick: pee in bed every night. But that won't work because he never slept here. I thought maybe I can wet myself when I'm out on a date with him. But I am not that desperate to make a fool out of myself am I? Maybe I can try asking for a doctor's help. He can give me a certificate stating that I am incontinent and need to wear diapers all the time for the rest of my life. But can a doctor do that for me? I don't think so.

In the end, I just settled with the idea to negotiate with him. Maybe I can change his mind if I explain everything to him.

That night, I fell sleep with a heavy heart.