Chapter 1
I just sat there on the floor and cried. It happened again. I couldn’t help it. I had to go so bad. I tried to hold it and run for the bathroom but I just didn’t make, in fact I never made it out of the bedroom. I sat there on the floor puddle forming underneath me and I was crying like a baby. Kitten walked into the room with her hair brush in hand. I was sobbing into my hands not really looking at her. She bent down and tried to comfort and soothe me.
"There, there baby its ok. Did you have another accident? You made the floor and your pants all wet didn't you? Well let’s get you out of these."
With that she laid me back and pulled off my wet pants and had me sit in her lap on the bed. She rocked me back and forth with me laying my head on her shoulder and wrapping my legs around her waist. She patted my bottom and kissed me on the forehead while telling me it would all be ok. Once I calmed down she had me sit up a little so I could listen to what she had to say.
She led me down the hallway towards the bathroom. I'm not sure where all this is going but it is sure to be interesting. Kitten held my hand the entire time like I was a five year old or even younger. Not that I felt any older after just wetting my pants like a baby. Kitten started the bath water running and finished getting me undressed. I tried to help but she just coaxed me to relax. She helped me into the tub of nice warm water. She put some sweet smelling oils into the tub. She told me to close my eyes and she started to rub and scrub me all over. She then rinsed my face and hair off and had me open my eyes. I was surrounded by bubbles, not only from the shampoo when she washed my hair but many, many more. I was being given a bubble bath. I was kind of in a shock state as kitten handed me a rubber duck and some other toys and told me to play nicely and not to get water all over the place. Unless I wanted a fierce spanking. Well at the moment a fierce spanking was not what I was in the mood for so I planned on obeying but in the future it had some promise. Little did I know that there may be many of them yet to come. So I proceeded to play with my toys, making them sink and float and run into each other. I was actually starting to have fun when mommy returned with a smile on her face.
She Cooed: "awww aren't you just so cute?" "Are you having fun with your little toys?
I was blushing deeply at that but really I had been having fun. It was nice to play; I hadn’t had time to play in such a long time. I was always busy with being adult and in charge I never got anytime to really enjoy myself.
"Well come on lets get you dried off and dressed and see if we can get you some more toys to have fun with."
"But I have to go to work, its Friday you know?" I replied.
"No sweetie that’s ok, mommy has called you in sick today; you need a day off, and besides we need to discuss this weekend what to do about your bedwetting."
A tear started to form in my eye, I didn’t want to stay home, but maybe I did, I was still really confused and just wanted to cry, and after she mentioned my embarrassing infantile act more tears started to form until they started to roll down my cheek.
"Don’t cry sweetie, we will have fun today and all weekend I promise. You are going to get lots of rest."
With that she picked up a towel and held it open in front of the tub, intending me to stand up and step out into it. I was still sniffling as she wrapped the towel around me and started to rub me all over to get all the water wiped off my soft and clean body. She led me back to the bedroom where on the bed were some items that weren't there before. At first I didn’t know what they were. She had me lay down on the bed on top of the towel. First she finished drying me off everywhere, paying close attention to my private areas. At first I thought that to be strange but I would soon find out why. Next she sprinkled a white powder over my smooth private parts, I always kept my private area clean shaven, just liked it better that way. At first I didn’t know what it was but then I could smell the sweet fragrance and remembered what baby powder smelled like. I still hadn’t considered what could be going on; just maybe the baby powder would make me feel better down there after my earlier accident. I rolled over onto my tummy where she applied more powder to my bottom, and placed some kind of plastic sounding item on the towel before rolling me back over. I was still reveling on how nice the baby powder smelled and felt that I didn’t really notice her pulling the plastic item up over my groin, adjusting the sides and taping it shut in the middle. I looked down at my smiling sweetie before I realized I was wearing a diaper with little cartoons taped to the front. She cooed at me some more and tickled me to get me smiling from the shock look I am sure I had on my face. After some quick giggles of which I tried not to let out I asked why?
"What's going on?"
She replied "well this is my idea on how to handle your 'accidents'", "I’m tired of cleaning up after you like a baby so I thought maybe you would enjoy some babying and that would make things easier for now."
"Well if they are for my bedwetting why am I wearing one now at seven in the morning?"
"Because sweetie you are now going to be my little baby until you can prove you are a big boy and can keep your pants dry, which by the way things are going is going to be awhile.
You can still go potty to make your poopies but you are to wear your diapers just like a baby from now on until I say otherwise."
With that she patted the front of my diaper and smiled at me. She then proceeded to tickle me mercilessly until I laughed until I could laugh no more. I was still kind of frazzled about the babying idea. But I was soon to find out that this was just the beginning. She finished dressing me by putting a white t-shirt over my head. She clipped something onto the front of it and then proceeded to push a rubber tipped item into my mouth. She told me to suck on my pacifier like a good baby. I opened my mouth and she finished pushing it in. I looked down to notice in big letters the word BABY sewn into my shirt. I blushed as I am sure I looked ridiculous. She then proceeded to take my hand and pull me up so that I could stand. She walked me over to the full length mirror to get a look at myself. As I had expected I had the perfect image of a one year old, baby diapers, pacifier, baby t-shirt and all except I was just much bigger in size. Mommy just continued to coo at me and tell me how cute her little baby looked in his little outfit. I felt silly but at the same time comforted, cause the cooing and things she was saying weren’t to make fun of me but to make me feel cute and comfort me. I felt secure being right next to her. I turned around to look at my back and my diaper crinkled pretty loudly. My butt looked thickly padded encased in the plastic diaper.
“I’m not sure I can handle you crinkling this loudly in bed at night, we may have to find you some crinkle free diapers to wear for bedtime.”
Then she again grabbed my hand and walked me down the hallway towards the kitchen.