Baby Role Play

This is the story of my Role Play with my girlfriend. This is written 
to describe a fantasy of mine acted out in RP. Deeker knows what I am 
talking about, and after explaining it to my "mommy", she understood 
so, let us begin. Hope it is good!

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Part 1

My Role Playing fantasy: the first night.

It was an odd day it was, I knew something was gonna happen. I am 6 
years old. my name is David, and I like diapers. I don't know why, I 
just do. That previous day I snuck in a baby diaper that I thought 
would fit me. Today, I tired it on this morning. I was sitting on the 
floor of my room when my mom walked in and saw me. She left after she 
saw me, why I don't know. I just wandered around the house in my diaper 
that day, just wondering where she went.

3:00PM.: "Yay! mom's home" I shouted and ran downstairs from my room to 
see her. I saw the car pull up in the driveway just a second ago. She 
opened the door and dragged in a large box, no, two large boxes. 
"What's all this?" I asked her. "You'll see," she replied with a wink. 
"Can you please go to you're room for a bit. I want this to be a 
surprise when you see it later." I just agreed and headed upstairs.

A few moments I heard something bang ageist my door. I turned the knob 
and tried to push, but I couldn't. She locked me in! I was a bit mad 
now, and just sat in my room. I had to pee, and I knew I really had one 
option then. I just wet my diaper some, being careful to make sure it 
didn't leak. I played with some of my toys, and waited a bit. Soon my 
mom came to the door and opened it. "I'm ready," she said as she walked 
in with a box. She placed it down and said to me "Come here." I obeyed 
and she picked me up and lied me on the ground. "just hold still, this 
won't take long," she said to me and smiled. She produced a cold 
washcloth, and untaped my wet diaper. I was a bit embarrassed at having 
it be wet for her, but she didn't seem to mind. She wiped my little 
thing and all around it good, then dried me off. She then reached into 
the box and pulled out a stack of cloth diapers sealed in plastic, 
brand new. My eyes turned to dots in a bit of disbelief at what she 
had. I was not expecting all this, at least right away. She removed the 
wrapping and took them and spread them out. She took a box of pins out 
as well. She put one under me and pinned it n with 2 pins per side. It 
was pretty thick for a diaper. What she did next really shocked me. She 
took another and pinned it on me. and then two more layers. "Hey, not 
so thick!" I complained, but she just ignored me. she then took out a 
pair of plastic pants. They were clear and she snapped them on around 
my bulging diapers. She picked me up and carried me in her arms 
downstairs. She placed me in the living room and turned on the TV for 
me. I then finally asked her. "Why are you doing this?" She answered, 
"only what you wanted." She smiled and went inside for a moment. I just 
sat there in my thick diapers and thought how weird this is.

And so begins my life as a baby.

Part 2

In the thick of it

My mom came back in after a bit, but did not say anything to me. She 
kept going from outside to inside carrying bags, though I dared not to 
ask what was in them. I was watching TV, when I realized I needed to 
pee. I just did what felt right and flooded the crotch of my thick 
diapers, yet they didn't show any signs of even being wet. Some more 
time went by, and soon it was around dinner time. She came inside and 
handed me a bottle and immediately returned to the kitchen. I was 
thirsty, so I didn't even complain and began to suck on it. it was hard 
at first, it felt awkward, but I managed to get the hang of it after a 
while. When it was half empty, my mom came back in and picked me up. 
"Time for dinner." she said cheerfully. She carried me into the kitchen 
and I was surprised to see what I saw. Where I usually sit, there was a 
highchair now. I turned to her then and said "but mom, I don't need 
that". She just placed me in and strapped me in, and slid on the tray 
without answering. She brought a dish but placed it down just out of 
reach. no silverware was produced for me as well. She came over behind 
me and then surprised me again by putting a bib on me. I was really 
feeling funny by all this happening, but I just couldn't explain it 
yet. She sat down next to me and put a fork down finally. Pasta was me 
favorite, and then she forked some of the food, and said "open up". I 
tried to say "I don't need help eating. I can do it myself.", but on 
that last word, the food went into my mouth. It was good as always, but 
I still didn't like the idea of her feeding me. I tried to grab for the 
fork second time around, but she just pushed my hands aside.

(more coming soon)