Chapter 7
by BabyMage
What do you do?
Keep your mouth shut.
You keep your mouth clamped shut and Jane presses the spoon to your lips, deliberately smearing the contents across your face.
You resist her attempts to feed you until you feel liquid trickling down over your balls and pooling under your bottom. You gasp as you realise that you're wetting your diaper and you hadn't even felt like you needed to pee.
She takes this opportunity to **** the spoon into your mouth. "Good {if Girl=true}girl{else}boy{endif}." She praises you.
You glare at her as you swallow the weird-tasting mush. Determined to not give her another opportunity, you keep your mouth shut tight. You get food all over your face and bib but eventually Jane gives up.
"I got one mouthful in." She tells your mother. "But he{if Girl=true}..." She catches her mistake. "I mean she{endif} won't eat any more."
"{if Girl=true}She{else}He{endif} can have a bottle later I guess." Your mother cleans the mess off your face with a damp cloth and unties your bib before letting you out of the highchair. She takes you by the hand. "Kate will be here soon. Let's go get you dressed."
She leads you back to your room and removes your {if Girl=true}nightie{else}t-shirt{endif} "Looks like you need a diaper change first." She notes your obviously wet diaper. "Get up on the changing table." She directs you.
"No way." You bolt for the door but your mother easily stops you and forces you up onto the padded plastic top of the changing table. You lay there, covering your face with your hands, helpless to avoid the coming humiliation.
Your mother untapes your soggy diaper and pulls it open between your legs. You feel her clean your most intimate places with baby wipes. She wipes your shaft and your ball then runs the wipe down your butt crack. You're horrified to have your mother touching you like that. Finally she replaces the wet diaper with a clean one and tapes you into it.
As you climb down, processing what just happened, she goes to the wardrobe and looks through the options.{if Girl=true] She selects s short pink and white gingham dress which she pulls on over your head.{else} She selects a sailor-suit romper and helps you into it.{endif}
The doorbell rings and your mother leads you to the front door. She opens it, revealing {if Kate=true}Kate, holding her mother's hand, wearing a flowery dress, short enough that the crotch of her own diaper peeks out below the hem.
"Michael!" she gasps as your mothers greet each other. "What's going on?"
"I don't know." You say. "I woke up in a cot, wearing a diaper and everyone has been treating me like I'm a baby."
"Me too." She says as everyone moves back to the living room. "And I..." She hesitates.
"You wet yourself?" You guess, your own diaper change fresh in your mind.
She nods, blushing, as you are both led into the playpen.
"I think Jane knows something about it." You say. "She is playing along but I think she still knows I'm an adult."
"We need to talk to her." Kate suggests. "Maybe she can fix this."{else}Kate. "Hello {if Girl=true}Michelle{else}Michael{endif}" she says in the patronisingly cheerful way people speak to small children. "I'm going to take care of you today while your mommy is out."
"Kate? What are you talking about?" You ask. "You're my girlfriend. Not my babysitter."
"Aww." your mother says. "{if Girl=true}She{else}He{endif} has a crush on you."
"Sorry sweetie." Kate giggles as she steps in and pats you on the head. "{if Girl=true}I'm not into girls.{else}I like my men potty trained.{endif}."
"{if Girl=true}Michelle{else}Michael{endif} didn't eat breakfast so {if Girl=true}she{else}he{endif} will probably be hungry soon." Your mother explains. "Just give {if Girl=true}her{else}him{endif} a bottle."
"Don't worry." Kate says. "I'll take care of it."
"Be good for Kate." Your mother hugs you goodbye.
"Let's go get that bottle ready." Kate leads you to the kitchen where she takes out a large baby bottle and a tin of formula. She prepares the bottle for you and leads you back to the living room where she sits on the sofa and pats her lap. "Are you hungry?"{endif}
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It's a Kind of Magic
Your new infantile reality.
You are Michael, a man who, just days away from his 21st birthday, still lives with his parents and his 19 year-old sister, Jane. You wake up one morning wearing a diaper and find that your room has become a nursery. It becomes clear that, even though you clearly still have your 20-year-old body and need a giant cot and adult-sized diapers, something is warping everyone else's minds so that they treat you like an 11-month-old.
Updated on Jun 1, 2021
by BabyMage
Created on May 4, 2021
by BabyMage
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