| Title:
| Baby Transformation
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| Name:
| Dan
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| Email:
| Not shown
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| Gender:
| Male
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| Current Age:
| 17
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| Posting Date:
| 09/13/09
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| Story Contents:
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| A- Post-toddler (4-8)* | ● | R- Sisters, other girls* |
| | B- Pre-teen (9-12)* | | S- Babysitters |
| | C- Teen (13-17) | | T- Masturbation |
| | D- Adult (18+) | ● | U- Sexual situations |
| | E- Cloth diapers* | ● | V- Gay |
| | F- Disposable diapers | | W- Erections |
| | G- Pee | ● | X- Bedwetting |
| | H- Poop* | ● | Y- Accidents | ●
| | I- Exposed diapers/pantslessness* | ● | Z- Punishment/Diaper
Discipline |
| | J- Multiple diapers* | ● | 1- Female Domination* | ●
| | K- Baby paraphernalia | ● | 2- Enemas |
| | L- Mother | ● | 3- Restraints |
| | M- Father | | 4- Crying | ●
| | N- Aunt | | 5- Spanking | ●
| | O- Uncle | | 6- Humiliation | ●
| | P- Brothers (diapered) | | 7- Babying | ●
| | Q- Brothers (not diapered) | | 8- Regression | ●
| | *Denotes Deekerian story elements
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| Summary:
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A woman wants a baby, and that baby will turn out to be her husband.
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| Deekerian Score (20 is max.)
[?]:
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12 (60%)
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My name is Dan, and up until a few days ago, I was a normal 32 year old
man, happily married to Betty, the love of my life. She'd been wanting
a baby for a while, and we've been trying to conceive a child, with no
success, until one day, she got exactly what she wanted.......
Betty asked me if I wanted to go for a nice drive, but she had
something else in mind. I figured a car ride would be fun, so I went
along with her. It was great, sitting in the car, with the top down,
hearing the wind rush, seeing the trees and the road stretching out
before the my eyes. After a while, I started getting kind of tired, a
few minutes later I was out like a rock. I woke up and two men were
holding me by the shoulders and dragging me down a long hallway.
Everything was fuzzy and my ears were ringing. I tried yelling, but all
that came out was a bunch of gurgling and groaning. I looked behind me,
and Betty was walking behind us, with a smug look on her face.
I started squirming around in the big guys' arms, but they just gripped
me tighter and kept dragging me. I looked back at Betty with a
questioning face, but she just smugly grinned and kept walking. The
guys pulled me through a door and put me up on a table. I immediately
tried to get up from the table, but the guys just pushed me back down.
They continued to hold me down while Betty grabbed some leather straps
and tied me down. I started yelling at nobody in particular "What the
f*** are you doing to me, let me go you ***holes!" I looked at Betty
and said somewhat more quietly "Why are you doing this to me?"
She said calmly "I want a baby, and you haven't been able to provide
me with one, until now. You see, this place is a company that is able
to turn people back into babies, or rather, a child, but with the
strength and body functions of a 1 year old infant. Unfortunately, the
process can only make your body as small as an 8 year old's, without
risking harm to you" "wait, wha-" And then it hit me, she was going to
have me turned into a baby! I immediately started thrashing about and
screaming "Help, Help! They're going to turn me into a baby!" A woman
dressed up in a nurse's outfit came in with a syringe, instructed the
guards to grab my arm, and stuck the syringe in it. "There, there, calm
down, it'll all be over soon." she mockingly reassured me. I felt my
body go limp and I saw everybody leave the room. "I'll see you soon,
baby." Betty said to me and blew a kiss at me as she walked out.
I tried to move, but found my body wouldn't do what I told it to. I saw
a weird upside down coffin looking thing sliding over the table, and it
made a hiss as it made a seal against the table. I heard a hum and a
ray-gun looking thing started to glow. I was staring at it, as it
discharged and a beam of light shot right at me. I started feeling a
strange tingling feeling, and the table started separating from the
top.
Everything seemed to be getting bigger, and then I thought "what if I�m
shrinking?" Which made perfect sense, and I started to freak out and
for no real reason, started crying. Not just crying, but almost
screaming. All of a sudden, some robot hands appeared out of nowhere
and picked me up. Another hand shoved a pacifier into my mouth, and for
some reason, I just sucked it, like a baby would. A door slid open and
the hands carried me over to the other room through the door. As it
turned out, the other room was a nursery. I was plopped down in the
bathtub, and water started flowing out of the faucet. Soon enough the
tub was almost full, and the robot-hands started meticulously scrubbing
me clean. As soon as I was clean, the hands lifted me up and wrapped me
in a big fluffy towel. Once I was dry, I was sat down on a padded
table, and one of the arms gently pushed me down, and pulled a strap
over my stomach. I tried to wiggle away, but I felt very weak and
wasn't able to move very much. After a moment, I realized the strap and
the padding on the table meant it was a changing table. They were going
to diaper me! I started wriggling around even more, but to no avail.
One of the arms grabbed both of my ankles and lifted them far into the
air. I spit out the pacifier and started crying bawling my head off.
One of the hands reappeared holding 3 cloth diapers, and slid them
under my bottom. Baby powder was sprinkled onto my butt and rubbed in.
My legs were set down, and more baby powder was put on my genitals and
rubbed in. The robot hands pulled the diaper up over my crotch and
pinned the corners together. The hands grabbed a pair of blue plastic
pants and put my legs through the leg holes, and brought them up past
the diapers. A plain white t-shirt was brought down over my head and my
arms were put through the holes.
The arms lifted me up and set me down in a playpen. I saw there was a
window in the room, and behind the window was Betty! I just kept
sobbing while she watched me. I heard her voice, there must have been
an intercom system between the nursery and the viewing room. She said
"I wish I could come in there and just snuggle the heck out of you, but
the residual radiation from the youth process needs about 10 hours to
wear off." This only made me more sad and angry, so I decided to act on
my anger. I grabbed at the plastic pants and tried to get them off. I
had them about halfway off when the hands grabbed me and pulled them
and the diapers all the way down, exposing my butt. Then the spanking
started, the hands struck with a enough force to make my start
screaming. It continued for at least 5 minutes, but it felt like way
longer. Betty was standing in the window, laughing, she said "Look at
you, a 32 year old man, turned into a big baby, getting a bare butt
spanking." Once the hands were done administering my punishment, they
set me back down in the play pen, and pulled my diapers and plastic
pants back up. The hands stuck something in my mouth, and without
realizing it I sucked on it, it was a bottle of juice. I tasted the
sweet apple juice, and couldn't resist continuing to nurse it. After
finishing the bottle, I was kind of tired, so I laid down and curled
up, crying at my predicament. The hands picked me up and carried me
over to a crib and set me down it. They got a blanket, and covered me
with it. Betty said "Goodnight sweetie, tomorrow we'll begin your new
life as a cute little baby." I tried to talk back, tell her what I
thought of her, but I wasn't able to talk for some reason.
I woke up with a start, and was scared because I didn't know where I
was, so I did what any baby would do, I started crying again. A
pacifier was pushed gently into my mouth and I accepted it, because it
was strangely comforting. One of the hands pulled on the back of my
diaper and the other one stuck a finger inside the legs of my plastic
pants. They pulled away and I realized my diaper was soaked, I just
sobbed into my pacifier. The hands lifted me up and laid me down on the
changing table. I closed my eyes and sucked harder on the pacifier as I
felt the strap go across my chest. The plastic pants were pulled down
and the diapers unpinned. I felt my ankles being lifted up and I felt
the diapers being pulled away, then a cold wet sensation on my butt. I
had my bottom wiped clean, and then my genitals were wiped too. 3 more
diapers were slid under my bum, and I got powdered, and rediapered.
The arms pulled the new plastic pants up, and a blue shirt down over my
head. Then Betty came in and picked me up and gave me a big bear hug, I
tried to wriggle out of her grasp, but I was weak, and she was much
bigger than me. "You make such a cute 8 year old baby, I just wanna
keep hugging you forever." She pulled up my shirt and blew a raspberry
onto my stomach, I couldn't help giggling because it kinda tickled. I
stopped giggling and I shouted at her "I hate you, why did you do this
to me, you bit**, I never wanna see you again." I tried to run away,
but I couldn't really walk, I just waddled, slowly like a baby learning
to walk. I fell over and started to crawl, I new I wouldn't get far,
but I still wanted to get away from the woman that did this to me.
She walked over and picked me up again, "Silly baby Danny, you must be
cranky, I�ll have to remember to put you down for a nap later." She
patted my butt a bit, and smiled "Aw, you're so darn cute, you're in
your diapers, and you smell like baby powder. Let's get you home, and
you can see your new nursery, and all your fun new toys." She carried
me over her shoulder, and I started crying when I realized I was going
to be carried outside in just my diapers and a t-shirt. She grabbed a
pacifier and shoved it in my mouth. "leave that in there, or you'll
regret it later." she threatened, I didn't want to find out what would
happen if I didn't obey her, so I just kept sobbing into it.
She opened the door and carried me out, a big baby in his diapers,
sucking on a pacifier. When we got to the car, she opened the door and
set me down into a car seat. She tried to strap me in, but I wouldn't
stop fidgeting. She gave my thigh a little smack and said "that's only
a preview of what's coming if you don't sit still." I whimpered behind
my pacifier and stopped squirming, due to the fact that I didn't want a
spanking. She grabbed all the straps and fastened me in tightly. She
went around to the front of the car, and got in. She started it up and
we went off to the house. Once we got there, she unbuckled me and
picked me up and carried me into the house. She set me down inside the
nursery and put up the safety gate. "I'll be back in a little while, I
just need to get your playpen set up." I spit out the pacifier and I
crawled over to the safety gate and gave it a tug, but it wouldn't
budge. I decided if she wanted to be a mommy, I wouldn't make it be
easy on her.
I started screaming like a baby banshee, she came running to check on
me, and ran over to me and picked me up and put me over her shoulder
and hugged me. "Aw, what's the matter? I just kept bawling, she
couldn't figure out what was wrong, so she poked and prodded me to see
if anything was broken. She pulled out a pacifier and stuck it in my
mouth. I got tired of yelling, so I stopped screaming and just went
with the tears. "Maybe you're hungry, or your diapers are wet, let me
check." She stuck a finger into the leg of my diapers and said "Hmm,
not wet, must be hungry." She carried me off to the living room and set
me in the playpen, then went off to get something.
She came back with a bottle and lifted me out of the playpen and went
over to the couch, she set me down on across her lap on my back, and
poked the teat of the bottle around my mouth. I was hungry, but I
wanted to show her that I wouldn't be pushed around, so I refused to
open up for my drink. She grabbed my nose, and waited for me to open my
mouth to breathe. I couldn't hold my breath very long, and when I
opened my mouth to breathe, she stuck the nipple of the bottle in my
mouth.
I realized when I was beaten, so I just gave up and drank the formula.
It was pretty good, so when it was gone, I was almost sad. She put me
over her lap and started patting my back, I didn't know what she was
doing until I burped. She brought me back over to the playpen and set
me down and put in some baby toys, and a blankie. I suddenly felt a
slight urge to poop, I wanted to hold it, but it felt like it was well
on the way. I waited until I thought Betty was gone and I squatted
down, grunted, and let it all out. She walked back into the room right
as I was doing it, and she just sat there giggling. "That's just
adorable the way you squatted down and went, you're just as cute as a
real baby, even if you're a little big. I guess I'd better change you."
She bent over to pick me up, but I backed away from her reach, wanting
to avoid her treating me even more like an infant. "Unless of course
you want to sit in your poopy for a while." I thought about it and
started to cry as I realized that I'd have to let her do it sometime,
she picked me up and carried me over to the changing table. She set me
down and gave my chest a gentle push and I laid down on the soft vinyl
pad. She pulled the strap over my stomach, lifted my shirt, and blew a
raspberry onto my exposed tummy. I laughed a little, but it was short
lived, she pulled down the plastic pants and I smelled the terrible
odor of my own poop. I continued to cry so she stuck my pacifier into
my mouth.
She unfastened the diaper pins, lifted up my ankles, and started
gagging. I guess she wasn't quite prepared for a big baby's mess when
she got me turned into a large baby. This made me a little happy, but
then I remembered what was making her gag. She grabbed a baby wipe and
started the task of cleaning my behind, I shivered as the cold wipe hit
my backside. She pulled the old diapers away and dropped them into a
waiting diaper pail, once my butt was entirely clean she set my legs
back down, and started wiping my crotch. Once I was clean there, she
grabbed 3 more cloth diapers, lifted my ankles again, and slid the new
diapers under my butt. She grabbed the Vaseline and rubbed in all over
my entire diaper area, then poofed some powder on and rubbed it in.
I was glad to be clean, but I didn't want to go into more diapers, so I
tried to get of the table, but the strap prevented my moving. She just
laughed "Ha, you poor little thing, you can't even get off of the
changing table by yourself." She set my legs down and brought the front
of the diapers up and pinned them in place, then got the plastic pants
and brought them up over my diapers. "Well, since you were so cranky
today, let's get you a nice nap, then you'll feel all better." She
grabbed something out of the dresser and brought it over for me to look
at, it was one of those footed sleepers for babies. She grabbed it and
lifted me off of the changing table, and put it on me, which was no
easy task with me fighting and squirming around. Once she finally got
it on me, she lifted me up and set me in the crib. She went and got a
bottle for me and put it in my mouth, I didn't even try to fight it, I
was so tired, I drifted off to sleep while nursing it.
And now I'm awake and in serious need of a diaper change.............