Men are diapered

Abe Dell wanted to be diapered, he struck out most of the rules except for the 4:1 gender distribution that had landed him these 4 wonderful girlfriends. Now nobody wore diapers, were mega or minute. He let Aberdeen go and started writing some rules for the Rulebook.

Old Rule: sexual dimorphism between men and women are now expressed as follows: Women are unchanged from the world before the effects of the rules apart from casual bisexuality and men rarely grow beyond the age of 5, with exception of puberty allowing a growth in cock size. Due to their small frame and rarity, males are doted on by a harem, encouraging the infantalization of men. While not possible for a male to potty train, with so much matronly aid around a male there is little point to do so. Likewise there is no incentive to wean a male.

Rules altered, Abe put the book away and went back to sleep, holding his little diapered Aberdeen.

An indeterminate amount of sleep later.

Abe felt his mouth was full, comfortably sucking on something. He felt flesh in his hands, but whatever he was holding was much bigger than their entire length. Eyes fluttering open, he was face to face with a tit the size of his head. The blonde strands of hair hinted that he was lying next to Abigail, the pressure on his crotch lead him to several more revelations. He was in a diaper. He was barely 3 feet tall. And someone was holding tight to his damp diapered crotch. Looking over his shoulder, Aberdeen had switch places and now held him like a teddy bear. She had on a slip though as opposed to Abigail being au naturel.

He was in a king sized crib though, between four women. It only further cemented his diminutive stature. And as the women roused from their sleep, he sat up and realized that his diaper was messy. What stark contrast yesterday held to today. Abebi let her side of the crib rail down and got up allowing Abigail to follow. Suddenly Abe is lifted up by Aberdeen, handed to Abigail, who hands him off to Abebi, a man-baby bucket-line if you would. Only to be sat on the padded top of a changing table.

"Good morning cutie, is someone a mushy tushy? Did Abey do a doodie in him didee?" Abebi baby talked to Abe, tickling up and down his sides. He couldn't help but laugh as he convulsed under her fingertips.

"Stah-ha-ha-ahp." He pleaded, pacifier falling to the wayside. He was a bit surprised by his voice, given his stature, and how infantalized he was, his voice sounded unchanged. He didn't have long to ruminate on it before his legs were held up in the air and his bottom was wiped clean. He did get to see his cock though, hairless and pristine, it was the same length and girth as before he his height reduction. Similar to his dreams, being exposed to open air was all it took for him to start getting hard.

"Whose turn for the morning glory?" Abebi called out. A loud spit into a sink was heard followed by, a call-out of "Mine, one second."

No longer minute, Abigail was partway through doing herself up, hair tangled at the ends, bra on, she was wearing a thong, unknown to her for the first time in a week since the first rule had everyone wearing diapers, to her it was just any other day.

A fresh diaper was put under Abe before Abebi moved to be at the head of the changing table. Abigail took her spot, "Oh, wittle wormy worm woke up to play! A coochie coo!." She baby-talked to the cock, giving it a few kisses as she warmed up some lubricant in her palms. She worked the hard shaft up and down a few times before mounting herself over the small man. That was when the two tall women started to sing "The wheels on the bus" as Abigail started to go up-and-down. He almost couldn't help himself, he joined in the song, singing breathily to the nursery song as he was pleasingly fucked by one of his harem. Abigail gave a pleased moan as she eased onto him as he felt himself bust.

"What a good job, yay Abey, did you get all the cream out? Yes you did, you filled her all up, good job!" Abebi praised him as Abigail dismounted, taking a wipe with her to clean up. Abebi went back to finishing the diaper change, cleaning his cock and balls, rubbing in cream, dusting him with powder before taping up the diaper covered in big block letters. Soon Abbelina was at the table, in a simple maxi dress, with his outfit for the day, letting Abebi go get ready for her day.

It was a powder blue onesie with fuzzy socks, and a pacifier was clipped onto his neckline. "Ready to go play with your friends after breakfast, you're going to have so much fun at Honeycombs." Abbelina started to say as she finished snapping his crotch up.

Honeycombs? Abe Dell thought to himself before remembering. A men's daycare he went to as his harem went to work. He'd be spending the day playing with other men about his age. As much as he wanted to be home fucking his way around the harem, he wrote that he would be infantalized and this was a perfect demonstration of how little his thoughts and wishes dictated his day. Abebi, Abbelina, Abigail, and Aberdeen were running the show and controlling those details, he didn't have to think about anything. Instead he was carried from the changing table out into the living room where Aberdeen was in a business casual suit and blouse, with a rag on her shoulder and bottle in hand.

Sat in her lap, Abbelina went off, he had his head supported in the nook of the redhead's arm as she held his bottle to him. Abe felt relaxed as he started to suckle the warm formula. If not for his memories of a different life, this milk tasted creamy but was nothing special, as far back as he remembered in this life, this was all he ate. Four a day, everyday. Of course there was a drawback to being endlessly doted on. Soon it was empty and he was put over her shoulder, chin on a rag as Aberdeen pat his back, he burped. She stood up and just swayed in place with her little boyfriend. He felt his eyes start to droop, balls empty and tummy full. Then he was handed off again, Abigail was in sweats and had a diaper bag on her shoulder.

"Abey, time to go to Honeycombs, are you gonna have a fun day there? Oh I bet so." She cooed to the small adult as she left the apartment. In the halls was the usual bustle of people, but all regular women, getting daughters ready to go to school, strollers with either newborns or men in them, some riding together, Abigail got to the car and buckled him in a car seat in the back. The blonde helpfully popped Abe's pacifier in before getting behind the wheel and driving off.

"So of course it was Abbelina's turn to clean the kitchen, but did the drying rack get put away? Of course not. Abebi's hair was all over the sink, like yeah it happens but it's obviously hers, just because I'll be home all day doesn't mean I'm magically going to be cleaning the house, I'm on shift tonight and will be sleeping. But listen to me go on, are you ready to go play with your friends?" Abigail chatted away on the morning commute.

"Der-bear said he was gonna bwing his epephint an Dan said him getta be on boobies again now dat Wosie was too big." Abe slurred behind his pacifier to talk about daycare. Derek, Der-bear, had his 30th birthday and got a big stuffed animal elephant, Daniel's daughter Rosie was big enough to be weaned so his harem mommy Jessica was switching him back to breast milk.

"Well if you're nice to Dan then maybe he will share a ba-ba, bet that will be super nummy. And we're here!" Abigail announced. Getting Abe out of his careseat to carry in.

Honeycombs was like any other daycare, except the art on the walls looked a bit like softcore porn, women with plunging necklines holding long rattles, a hand gripped around the shaft, letter blocks Abe couldn't read bordered a pov shot of changing table with a smiling woman's face had cum on her cheek. At a check in desk a woman wearing an apron with a big bee in a hexagon was waiting.

"Good morning, how is Abey-baby?" She asked.

"He did a morning cummies and had breakfast, his bag is stocked up, and can he have just his after-nap handy? We're starting to Try and we want him full of cum for the fuck train." Abigail started talking to the woman as if Abe wasn't held right there between them.

"Up-n-down!" He added. While the woman smiled, it was clear a man has no place when the adults were talking.

"Congratulations, we'll have his relief cut back and put him in the theater before pick up. Just sign in here. Perfect. Tanya will take him to the playroom. Have a busy bee day!" She said, before Abe was handed off to another woman. Blonde like Abigail, it was easier to see that the apron was the only thing worn, her ass had on a lacey green thong, and soft slippers were on her feet. She cadled Abe and helped him wave goodbye to Abigail as the receptionist took his diaper bag.

Going into the playroom, it was a bizarre sight. Rattles, blocks, soft toys were strewn about, and among them were simulated asses, busts, being humped on by diaper cladded small men. Some in full length footie pajamas, more like him in onesies, some just in a diaper with a sock missing, crawling around, mouthing what they found, a few being bottle fed by apron-and-underwear wearing women. Abe was amazed to see a full adult-baby daycare. But it was also very mundane. He remembered being here 3 days a week for the last 2 years, making friends, hearing storytime, getting a handjob during every diaper change, being expected to be no more functional than a baby with a sex drive.