Escort service A man called a well known underground escort service and ordered a little boy for one week asking for the youngest boy they had available. They informed him that the youngest boy they had was around 7 years old. They informed him of the price for a week and asked what the boy would need to bring. The man told them that he need not bring anything but the clothes he was wearing and agreed that the price was fair. This was of course illegal but was something the escort service had done many times before and because they stood to make good money off the deal they did not ask any further questions. Besides, the man had ordered older female escorts as well as children before. So later that evening they sent the cute, young, little 7 year old boy over to the house. A woman dropped him off in front and immediately left. As it was the first job for the boy he did not know what to anticipate. He rang the bell and was very surprised when a man opened the door. The man was delighted to have such a cute boy, it was just what he had been looking for. The boy knew that since he was getting paid he was supposed to do whatever the man asked him to. The boys mother had told him that "sometimes we have to do things that we don't like but we do them anyway because the person hiring them wants you to and expects you to. Sometimes it might hurt a little but you will be alright, I promise".
The man told him to sit down with him on the sofa, so he settled himself right next to the man. All of a sudden the man frantically started undressing the little boy. Being summer time, the boy was wearing only shorts and a light shirt which proved not to be very difficult for the man to remove. Because the boy started struggling somewhat when the man got to the boys underpants, the man pulled the boy over his lap and slapped him on the behind a few times. The boy immidiately stopped resisting and soon after was completely undressed. The man thought to himself, this boy sure is small for a seven year old, all the better. The man then told the boy to get up and do a 360 and admired his perfect, round, little behind as he did so, nodding approvingly and saying "you'll be just perfect, stay right there".
He briefly left the room and returned with a package of extra-large Pampers Stretch diapers, a container of baby powder and a light blue blanket sleeper. As he walked up to the boy he said, "From now on it'll be just Pampers for you!" The man pulled a diaper from the bag, unfolded it and before the boy realized what was going on, the man had already lifted him up and sat him down on the diaper. He pushed the boy back so he was lying on his back on the carpet. He applied a good amount of powder to the boys crotch and lifted his legs by the ankle well over his head to powder his bottom. He pulled the diaper up between his legs and tapped it tightly in place. As he lifted the boy to stand him up, he patted him on his diapered bottom. The boy couldn't believe what was happening to him. He had just been diapered so quickly he didn't even have time to react. The boy wasn't told to sit down but sat down on the living room floor and soon appeared to be trying to remove the diaper. All of a sudden, the man grabbed him and gave him another slap on the butt hard enough this time to penetrate the thickness of the diaper. The boy cried in pain and tears formed in his eyes and began trickling down his face. The little boy didn't want to wear diapers but getting slapped was starting to hurt so he decided he better do what he was told. Besides he was getting paid a lot of money to do whatever the man wanted.
The man lifted him up and laid the boy down on his back on the sofa and grabbed the sleeper. He rolled the boy over, laid the outfit underneath him, then rolled him back onto the sleeper. He lifted each leg one at a time and placed them inside the legs of the sleeper. He got the sleeper around the upper body and zipped it closed from the ankle to the neck. He then left the boy alone on the sofa for a few moments.
The man returned with a baby-bottle, unbeknownst to the boy who had gotten up from the sofa and had his back to the man as he entered. The man snuck up behind him, put one arm around him, and put the bottle in his mouth. He then proceeded to put the other arm just below his crotch in order to lift him up and carry him back to the sofa. He forced the boy to sit on his lap and started feeding him. The boy did not resist having to drink from a baby bottle. After a while when he was done, the man turned the boy over and slapped him on the butt once more. "This is for getting up off the sofa earlier", he said. The boy struggled heavily but the man had him in a tight grip. After a while the little boy laid down crying at the man's feet. He tried to tell the man, "I don't want to be dressed like a baby and I don't like being spanked." The man lifted him up and said: "You seem to be crying like a little baby, that must mean you are a baby. Therefore, I'm going to treat you like one all week". The man took a pacifier from his pocket and looked sternly at the little boy. "Open your mouth!!" he said. The little boy refused. "Open your mouth", the man said again. He still refused. The man took the little boy by his hair and pulled him towards himself. The little boy screamed! He had his mouth wide open so the man had an opportunity to put the pacifier in. As soon as he did, the room fell quiet. The man got a couple of tissues from a box next to the sofa and wiped away the little boy's tears. He looked him in the eyes and said: "It's getting late, time for baby to go to bed". The man carried the boy into the nursery and put the little boy in a crib. He closed the curtains, left the nursery and locked the door.
After a long night the man returned. He walked over to the crib, lifted the little boy up and took him down the hallway to the bathroom. The man had some things ready for him there. Upon entering, the little boy saw a thermometer stuck in a jar or vasalene and a syringe sitting on the counter. The man laid him on his back on the large bathroom counter and removed his sleeper and diaper. To the mans surprise, the diaper was wet. He then turned the boy over on his stomach in order to put the thermometer in his butt. He then told him to lie still for a minute. While they were waiting the man used both hands to massage the boys back, butt, and legs. Then the boy felt the thermometer being removed and the man lifted him up to put him in the bath tub which was already filled with warm water. The boy was in the bathtub for almost 20 minutes, the man scrubbed the boy clean, and allowed him plenty of time to play. He told the boy, "I wanted you to take an extra long bath so you'll be nice and clean and your skin will be real soft." While the boy was playing, the man took time to ask the boy some questions about himself. The man first asked, "I noticed the diaper was wet when I took it off, Do you sometimes wet the bed at night, or did you just go in the diaper on purpose?" The boy replied, "I do wet the bed sometimes." "How often?", the man responded. And the boy said, "just about every night, but sometimes I don't." Then the man asked, "so what does your mother do about it when you wet the bed?" The boy replied, "she just makes me take a bath while she removes my sheets so she can wash them." He then carefully lifted the boy out of the tub and stood him up so the man could dry him off. After drying him off the man told the boy to turn around. He then picked up the syringe off the counter, removed the cap and injected the boy in the right butt cheek. The boy screamed in pain, not expecting what was coming, then asked "what did you do that for?" The man replied, "this is a muscle relaxer, It will keep you from moving around." He then lifted the boy up and carried him back to the nursery.
The boy hadn't had a chance to see the nursery in great detail until now. As they entered, he noticed it had everything a regular baby nursery would have. Crib, Changing table, Dressers with cute designs painted on the drawers. There were shelves under the changing table with all sorts of items like baby powder, wipes, oil, lotion, Vaseline, ointments, and stacks of diapers. The room was painted pastel blue with cute bears as a boarder around the top. There were dozens of stuffed animals, and even a large wooden rocking chair. The man carried the boy across the room and laid him on the changing table on his stomach. It was nicely padded and more comfortable than the living room floor or bathroom counter.
The boy knew there was no way out of this, he had agreed to provide service for this man for an entire week, regardless of what happened to him. He decided he would do what the man desired, and collect the money he was promised. His mother had worked for the escort service all his life, and he knew, they were in desperate need of money. She could barely afford to support herself with the money she made, much less a 7 year-old son. Besides, not cooperating would only get him spanked again, which was something he really wanted to avoid.
After bending down to retrieve something from the shelf of the changing table, the man stood up holding a bottle of baby oil. He proceeded to open the bottle, and completely oil the boys' backside from head to toe. He then instructed the boy to lie still so the oil can soak in and that he would be back in a few minutes. When the man returned he rolled the boy over in order to oil his front side. When he was finished the man told the boy to lie there again. He closed the bottle of baby oil and returned it to its shelf and then left the room. He returned a few minutes later and thanked the boy for being so cooperative by lying still and doing as he was told. The man again bent down to retrieve something from the shelves, he stood up holding several items. First he placed a bottle of baby powder and a Pampers diaper on the table, then using a cloth diaper over his hand as to not get his hands oily again, he grabbed the boys ankles and lifted them up and past his head to where the boys bottom was sticking up in the air. He then proceeded to unfold the diaper with his other hand and place it in position under the boys bottom, then grabbing the baby powder, he liberally applied it to the boys bottom before lowering him back down onto the diaper. He then spread the boys legs, powdered his crotch, and returned the powder to it's shelf and then placed the cloth diaper in one of the two diaper pails next to the table. One pail was labeled Clothing the other labeled Disposables. He quickly pulled the diaper up between the boys legs and taped it into place.
After he was diapered the man walked over to the dresser and opened the top drawer and removed a small, plain white T-shirt and a pair of white socks then closed the drawer. He then opened the second drawer and removed a pair of shortalls, as the man held them up, the boy could see that they had cute bear designs across the front. The man then closed the second drawer. He carried the clothes over to the changing table and set them down. He then lifted the boy off the table and stood him on the floor. After grabbing the white T-shirt, he instructed the boy to raise his arms and proceeded to put the shirt on him. The shirt fit him quite well, however it was not like a normal T-shirt. This one had been cut shorter and did not come down to his waist, therefore it showed all of the diaper and an inch or so of his stomach. He then took the shortalls and grabbing them at the crotch, undid the 5 snaps. He slid the shortalls over the boys head and adjusted the straps to his size. Then grabbing him at the waist with both hands, the man lifted the boy up and laid him back on the changing table. He quickly spread the boys legs and snapped the crotch closed. Finally, one foot at a time, he put the boys socks on. The man exclaimed "Now that wasn't too bad, was it?" The boy, even though feeling quite humiliated softly said "No."
"So, are you ready for some breakfast, Baby?" the man asked. But before the boy could answer, the man picked him up and carried him out of the nursery. They went down the hall, through the living room and into another adjoining room. Before the boy entered the kitchen, he could smell that the man had already been cooking breakfast. He smelled eggs, bacon and possibly toast, these were some of his favorite things for breakfast. As he entered the kitchen he noticed a used empty plate and glass on the table. The man had already eaten before him. The boy said "That smells good, did you make me bacon and eggs?" The man replied, "no, babies cant eat bacon and eggs. That was for me." He carried the boy around the corner and to his horror, there was a hi-chair. The boy started to protest but quickly stopped after realizing it would do no good. Besides, the muscle relaxor had already started to take effect and the boy was beginning to feel awkward. The man lifted him up high enough so his legs would clear the tray of the high-chair and lowered the boy into it.
The man walked over to the microwave, set it for 1 minute, and started it. Then he walked over to the refrigerator and retrieved a baby bottle from one of the shelves. The shelf must have had about 15 bottles on it already prepared with various liquids. Most were a milk like liquid, but some were various juices, possibly apple and a red juice which could of been cherry Kool-aid. He closed the door to the fridge, and took the bottle over to the boy. The boy immediately took the bottle in hand and started sucking. Meanwhile the microwave finished it's cycle and the man retrieved the boys breakfast from within. The man removed the plate and a rubber spoon lying next to the microwave and brought them over to the boy, placing them on the tray. The plate appeared not to resemble anything close to breakfast foods. There were 3 different sections, all filled with baby food. The man grabbed a bib from the counter and snapped it around the boys neck. He then informed the boy, "there will be no getting out of this high-chair until all your breakfast is gone." The man then took the spoon in his hand and fed the boy until all the baby food was gone. As the boys' feeding proceeded, more and more baby food began to run down his face and onto the bib. It was apparent that the muscle relaxers were working well.

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