| Title:
| The Day Karen and Claire Diapered my Brother into a Baby
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| Name:
| CJBaby
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| Email:
| Not shown
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| Gender:
| Male
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| Current Age:
| 39
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| Posting Date:
| 08/02/09
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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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This is a story the day I took my brother to the funfair with my friends and my brother--
well, he is now my big baby.
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| Deekerian Score (20 is max.)
[?]:
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10 (50%)
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It is the middle of July 08. Me and my brother Timmy was going to the
funfair. I was meeting up with my friends once we got there. We both
was ready to go some we grab our coats just in case it rained. Then we
walked to bus stop. While waiting for bus Timmy was stood next to me. I
asked him if was he okay. He said, �Yes, I�m fine, sis.� After about 5
minutes the bus arrived and we both ran to the top deck to look out the
front window . The journey was also only 10 minutes on the bus. We
could see all the lights and people at the fair. Already we were both
excited; the next stop was ours.
We both got off the bus and ran to the funfair. You had to shout
because of the noise of generators and music. We both looked around and
tried to find my friends. Timmy grabbed my arm and said, �Over there!
Over there!� Timmy had seen my friends so we both walked over and
started chatting. Timmy grabbed my arm again. I said, �What�s up?�
�I need a wee.�
�In a minute! Timmy, we just got here.�
�I need to find somewhere to go!� Timmy shouted. I looked around but
couldn�t see any toilets. I looked back at Timmy.
�I can�t see any.� I carried on talking to my friends then my friend
Claire whispered in my ear: �Look at Timmy, look! He has wet his
pants!�
I looked at Timmy, pointing at him. I shouted, �Come here, Timmy!�
Timmy walked over and said, �Yes, sis?�
�Why are your jeans wet?�
�I couldn�t hold it much longer.�
�So you thought it was better to wet yourself in front my friends?�
Timmy went all red and embarrassed. My friends all looked, laughing and
giggling.
�Only babies wet themselves, Timmy.�
Then I thought, �Yes, that�s true. Only babies wet themselves.�
�Ohh, don�t worry, Timmy,� I said in a smoothing voice. �I�ll get you
all dry because after we are going to my friend Claire�s house I�m sure
her brother�s clothes will fit.�
There wasn�t much I could do at the fair for Timmy so Timmy had to
carry on in wet pants and everyone seeing him all wet. Many people
looked and laughed and some even gave him sympathy looks. One person
asked if the baby needed changing. I said, �Once we get him home.�
Little did Timmy know what me and Claire had planned.
Time passed on fast so then me and Timmy and Claire all went to
Claire�s home. Her parents said hello and we all ran up stairs to
Claire�s room.
Once we got in we shut the door, and now we were going to show Timmy
not to show us up again, so Timmy was stood in the middle of the room.
I told Timmy to get undressed.
�Claire will find you some clean clothes.�
So Timmy was undressed and now had a towel wrap round him. We both
grabbed hold of him and laid him on the floor and told him from now on
he will be our baby.
�Claire and myself will keep you in diapers and plastic pants.� And
with that Claire said, �Open your mouth, Timmy,� and popped a pacifier
in his mouth. Timmy was shocked, trying to get up, but I just told him
to stop or we would use more force. Claire found a big fluffy towel
diaper and baby cute plastic pants, I ask her how she obtained these
items. She told me her ex was a adult baby. I was quite surprised then
I thought now Timmy could be our adult baby, so we dressed Timmy like a
two-year-old baby boy. He went to talk me and my friend. Both said,
�Aaa, no! �Goo goo gaa gaa� is what baby say. No adult talk.�
Patting his diapered bum, we made him crawl on all fours. Then Claire
ran down to kitchen and came back with a baby�s bottle. She said it was
time to feed the baby, so we both took it in turns to feed Timmy his
bot bot. Once we fed him we wrapped a blanket around him me. Claire was
on the laptop. We looked round and both said, �Awwww, Timmy baby gone
ni ni.�
Later on Timmy woke up has we had to be going home I said goodbye to my
friend Claire and me Timmy was took home but Timmy was kept in his
diaper and baby plastic pants. I am now always keeping my brother as my
new baby brother. Claire and I always take care of him.