| Title:
| Before the Reaping Begins
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| Name:
| Pat Brown
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| Email:
| Not shown
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| Gender:
| Male
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| Current Age:
| 40
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| Posting Date:
| 11/08/09
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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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| Deekerian Score (20 is max.)
[?]:
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5 (25%)
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This post is meant to find men of Earth who would like nothing more
than to return to being a child, toddler, or baby.
In the year 2012 on the month of September the Niberians will be
returning for a new crop of slaves from Earth. This happens before each
cataclysm that occurs due to the Earth finishing its wobble. The year
2012 is especially crucial as not only will the Earth finish its
wobble, but on that date the planet Nibiru will pass close enough to
Earth to possibly knock Earth from its axis. As some of you may know
the planet Nibiru is a planet the size of Jupiter that has been caught
in our solar system for the last 450,000 years. Said planet makes a
pass around our sun every 3600 Earth years. This planet is where most
life on Earth originated. Now, I am not going to go into great detail
about this as you can find a great deal of information on this subject
on your world wide web.
Let me just give you a little information before I begin my story. With
the passing of this planet through our solar system every 3600 years
many things happen. Of course the severity of those things depends on
how close Nibiru passes to Earth. I can tell you this though, this
passing will be very close, may even knock Earth out of its position as
it did with Mars some 400,000 yrs ago. One does not need to be a
scientist to realize what happened to the life on Mars could well
happen to the life on your planet. I say your planet because while I
was born on Earth, I have resided on Nibiru for the last 26,000 Earth
years, which equals just over 7 years on Nibiru.
I can promise you that the Niberians will give no man quarter nor will
they allow you to choose your place once the reaping begins. This post
is merely meant to find individuals who, though they will still be
slaves, can choose a better station in their life as a slave on Nibiru.
As here on your planet Nibiru too has a large group of people who
indulge in what is known as infantilism. Though it does differ on
Nibiru as said infants are always men from Earth. You see, there are
quite a lot of people on Nibiru who cannot have children, or who have
lost children or who are simply what you call empty nesters. I cannot
say they are all kind, as a great many of them are quite sadistic. With
that being said it is still far greater to be a child, toddler, or baby
slave than it is to be a working slave. As a CBT slave (child, toddler,
or baby) you will likely receive 3 meals a day and if you are fortunate
you will have a loving parent who will treat you just as they would
their own child.
Now allow me to put this in perspective for you so you can have a bit
better understanding. Niberian men are roughly 12-15 feet tall. Imagine
yourself as a 3 yr old looking at the world through those eyes,
remember how big everything was? Now imagine yourself as an adult once
again living in that world, and you will almost be able to grasp what
it will be like for you.
I am Ishua Let me tell you my story, though I do not expect your
situation to be exactly like mine, I was very fortunate, though I did
not choose to be a toddler, I was bought by a very kind man. Yes I said
bought, you see to the Niberians we are merely slaves, we have no
rights, nor do we compare to them in intelligence. We were after all
created by them as slaves to work in the mines of Earth. I am sure this
may find skepticism among some readers, but believe me I have seen
documentaries on the planet Nibiru with original footage on this
subject many times.
Now back to my story. I was an average man living on Earth, though back
then we called it Tiamot. Why the name got changed to Earth is beyond
me that would be like calling it dirt, after all what is Earth but
dirt. Now the great minds of my day were fully aware of the impending
danger due to the Earth finishing a wobble. Unlike now in your time all
people of Tiamot were informed and most made preparations. The one
thing they took for granted was the Niberians, they had assumed, as do
the peoples of your time, that the stories of the giants living on
Nibiru were merely myths told by less intelligent people many centuries
before. Two months before the Earth finished its wobble they showed up.
Many millions of humans were slain, many more millions were taken to
holding cells on one of Nibirus moons to be later taken back to Earth
to work in the mines. Many thousands like myself were taken to Nibirus
slave market to be sold as indentured servants. This is where my story
really begins.
I cannot even begin to describe to you the oddness of being on Nibiru.
Everything is so huge, keep in mind that as a grown man I am no bigger
than a typical 3-5 yr old niberan child. We were stripped of all
clothing and bathed in some kind of oils. We were then chained together
in groups of 120 and marched through the city streets. We passed many
markets where Niberians would choose a group of slaves to sell in their
cities. I was paired with men who were a bit younger or had a childish
appearance. We were taken to a grand hall and put into cages one by
one.
That day was by far the strangest day of my life. As we sat in our
cages we were instructed not to talk. As an example of what would
happen to us one of the men had begun to protest. He was taken from his
pen and led to the center of the room.
The man who seemed quite large even for a Niberian spoke very loudly
and clearly in our language, this is what he said as best I can
remember.
�men of Tiamot, you have been brought here to be slaves, you were all
born into slavery, but did not know. We have left your planet alone for
many centuries so you could multiply and be plentiful upon the face of
Tiamot. We made you, forget all you have been taught through your
religions, they were set up by us to keep you complacent. Your life is
not now, nor has it ever been, yours. You are wretched in our eyes, you
have no place in the natural order of things, you are an abomination to
the gods. Now since we made you in our image, you can fill a small role
in the lives of some of the far superior Niberian households. You can
be a little joy to those who have no children, or who have lost their
children. Now for those of you who believe that we have no right to do
this to you and resist let this be a lesson to you.� With that he
whistled shrilly and into the room ran a very ugly creature, one that
resembled a dog in many ways but was much, much larger. Soon two others
followed at a more cautious pace. They let out the most awful howl I
had ever heard. The man who had led the human to the center of the room
slung him by the arm towards the first creature, which lunged and
grabbed the man by the throat and begun shaking him around like a rag
doll. As soon as the blood started to spurt the other two dogs were
upon the man ripping his arms and legs from him and feasting on him
right there in front of us. Most of us were too shocked to move let
alone speak.
�Does anyone else wish to lodge a complaint?� boomed the man as I
watched in horror as the �dogs� lapped up the blood, leaving no trace
of the man.
�You see, here you are no better than animal food, remember that and
you will be fine.�
He turned and left the room.
Later that afternoon a crowd began pouring into the hall. I was so
amazed at the size of them even the children were bigger than me. I had
not felt this way since I was a child. A rather kind looking man kept
coming back to my pen and giving me the once over. He seemed especially
interested in my small genitals which made me uncomfortable. The first
time he passed I looked in the stroller he was pushing and thought to
myself �what an ugly child� it was not until he came back the second
time that I realized that this was actually a very old human dressed as
a child. The thing that really stood out in my mind was that the man
seemed without a soul. He had blank staring eyes. It gave me the creeps
to look at him.
Finally, after what seemed like many hours the man came back, this time
with what I take was one of the slave traders. I was taken from my pen
and placed in a large seat with a handle on it. I made no sound and
allowed myself to be strapped in. the new man carried me out into the
sunlight all the while pushing his human man child ahead of him in the
stroller. I was carried over to what I assumed to be a vehicle of some
sort, and was placed in the back, my seat firmly locked into a bracket
that was presumably made to hold it.
The journey could not have taken long, though at the time I had not
gotten accustomed to Niberian time, so it seemed like a great long
time. By this time it had been many hours since I had been able to
relieve my bladder and though I tried very hard to hold it, I had to
relieve myself on my naked body. I was too filled with fear to ask the
giant to allow me some way to relieve myself.
When we arrived at what I discovered later to be his dwelling he
carried me and the old human man child into the dwelling. I again felt
as a child as he carried me over to a table where he set my chair down.
�Oh, poor boy, did you have an accident?� he asked me in a voice one
would use for a child. �That�s okay, daddy is going to give you a bath
and get you all cleaned up, then he will show you to your new room and
lay you down for a nice nap.�
I was very stunned and did not say anything, what could I say? I was
still remembering what happened to the last man who had spoken out.
�let me just go put Ogden down for his nap and draw a nice bath for
you.�
He winked and with a smile left the room with the old man.
In what seemed like forever he once again returned smiling from ear to
ear, he did seem quite happy.
�I had to pay nearly 3 months wages for you, but I think you will be
worth it,� he cooed to me softly.
He reached down and undid the straps holding me in the chair, and
gingerly lifted me up as one would a small child. I must admit I felt
just like I did when I was three and my own father would lift me. He
carried me into what I assumed was a bathroom, though it seemed to be
done in a child motif. Though I did not recognize any of the creatures
on the wallpaper, I could clearly see they were caricatures done in a
juvenile fashion. He lowered me into the tub and with hand behind my
head lowered me into the water. He laid me on the floor of the tub, the
water coming just up to my ears, my body only half way under the water.
He kept smiling at me I could see he was very pleased with his
�purchase.�
�I chose you,� he said, �because you look like a boy to me, especially
with your small genitals. And the fact that you are circumcised really
helps. You see, we are born without a foreskin so to me you look more
authentic.�
He gave me wink as he took a wash cloth and poured a very sweet
smelling liquid into it and sudsed it up. I could no more than just lay
there feeling more than just a little silly. Putting two and two
together in my mind. I was to be his child, and I must say I felt a
child laying there with this giant man bathing me. He explained to me
that he had lost his son to a terrible disease that had killed a large
portion of the population on his planet. He had lost his wife as well,
and though he had gotten over the loss of her, he had never gotten over
the loss of his son. You see he had explained, Niberians were only
allowed to have one child, and if that child died one could not have
another. Many had done as he had and taken Earthlings to be their
children. Though still slaves, many were treated as though they were
blood children by the families who bought them. It is a station just
above that of pet. If one became unhappy with their slave child they
simply took them back to the slave quadrant and sold them, usually at a
much reduced price.
�If you can accept your role, little man,� he said beaming, �you can
have a very happy life here as my son. Ogden did not like his place,
fancied himself a warrior, so I had his essence removed. He is like a
newborn in many ways; all he does is eat, sleep, and poop.� He looked
off into space for a moment and smiled, �that boy poops more than
anyone I know.�
He began to wash me with the very soft slippery cloth. I relaxed and
enjoyed it. I remember feeling a little ashamed of myself but I hate to
admit, it felt absolutely wonderful to be bathed like a child. He even
spent extra time on my genitals when he saw I was aroused. He took a
bit of the soapy liquid and with it stroked my manhood until I had an
orgasm. Never in my life had an orgasm seemed so powerful! He had
stroked me with just his fingers, my penis so small in his fingers. Of
course after the orgasm I felt very embarrassed.
�Oh, don�t be embarrassed,� he had said to me, �daddy likes to make his
boy happy. All I really want is for you to be happy, and as long as you
are happy I will be happy.� He winked at me once more.
I knew I could not escape, and I must admit I did not have much will to
do so. The thought of being taken care of was rather appealing to me, I
had worked so hard in my life on Tiamot.
After he gingerly washed my hair he stood me up in the tub and washed
me even more thoroughly. Making sure I was clean from my head to my
toes.
�Another reason I chose you,� he said, �was because you do not have
much hair on your body. Of course tomorrow we shall take you to the
salon to get you a proper boys� haircut, and have all those body hairs
removed. But don�t worry, it only hurts a little and we only have to do
it once, as it will not grow back.�
He lifted me out of the tub and stood me in front of what I took to be
the toilet, which he sat on. When he noticed me looking at it he smiled
again. �This is not for little boys, you do not have to worry about
falling in.�
My eyes met his and he must have understood the question there in my
eyes.
�That�s right, you�re going to be daddy�s little boy. Daddy will take
care of all your needs, and you will not have to worry about such
things as the potty.�
He dried me off gently as I tried to digest this new information. Then
once again lifted me and carried me into the adjoining room. There on
one wall was Ogden sleeping in what looked like a cage. I realize you
on Earth call them cribs. On Tiamot children sleep with their parents
until the age of five when they get their own beds, so I was not
familiar with this.
He laid me down on a soft padded table and finished drying me of. He
then rubbed a very sweet smelling lotion onto my back and even into the
crack of my ass. His strong hands kneading my muscles and relieving a
large amount of my stress. All the way down to my toes all the while
kneading my weary muscles.
He then turned me over and did my arms. Then placed the nipple of a
bottle to my mouth.
�Go on, little one, drink it up for daddy.� I took the nipple in my
mouth and took a tentative suck on the nipple. My taste buds were
rewarded with a very sweet delicious mixture. I realized how hungry I
was and greedily sucked on the nipple. He took my hands and placed them
on the bottle, telling me to hold onto it. He then worked the lotion
into my chest and legs. It felt so good I got aroused again. Seeing
this he began to massage the lotion into my genitals, slowly and
gingerly. But this time he did not take me to orgasm. I was a little
disappointed but also relieved. I did not think I could handle another
orgasm like the last one so soon.
�You sure do seem to be enjoying this, kiddo, � he cooed at me, looking
me in the eye. I gave him a nod before I realized I had done it.
�Good boy,� he said, pouring powder onto my genitals. �I know you are
just going to make me so happy, not like Ogden, he fought me every
second of every day for 2 weeks before I had to have his essence taken
from him. It is not much fun to care for a vegetable. I want a boy that
is a real boy. And I think maybe you can learn to be that boy. Would
you like that?� he asked giving me another smile. I was having a hard
time keeping my eyes open as I finished the bottle. He grabbed my
ankles and lifted my legs and slid what I later found to be a diaper
under my bum and lowered my legs. He then pulled the diaper up between
my legs and taped them shut. I feel asleep then.
I woke but at first I did not know where I was I looked around the room
through the bars of my crib, it was a very childish room. I could see I
was dressed in children�s pajamas and I knew by the bulk between my
legs I was also diapered. He must have heard me for he came into the
room and seeing me awake got a big smile on his face.
�Is my lil� baby boy awake?� he cooed.
I shook my head and realized I had a pacifier in my mouth.
�I see the good baby kept his pacifier while he slept. I just know you
are going to be the best baby ever, not like Ogden.�
The next day I was taken to the salon and given a haircut. I was also
stripped and all my hair was removed from my body. My nails were
clipped and cured. I was given injections that made it so my penis
would be limp at all times, the good thing about this was that I also
lost all sexual urges. I was also given mind treatments to make me have
no choice but to use the diaper for my toilet. I do not even know when
I will have to go. I just go. Sometimes I mess myself while sleeping,
but daddy always cleans me up and keeps me in fresh clean diapers. It
has been seven years now and I have really gotten into my role as the
baby of the house. I am treated as any other Niberian toddler and have
no humility. My diapers are changed in public as they would be if I
were a real baby. I am dressed just like any other 3-year-old Niberian
child. And after 7 yrs I cannot think of my life any other way, nor
would I want to. If I get tired of walking daddy carries me. If I fall
asleep in his lap while he reads me a story he carries me to bed. I
must say I have a far better life than I could have ever imagined on
Tiamot.
And you could, too. If you prefer to be a baby instead of a slave in
the fields. Please respond to this post by sending an email to
[email protected] and you will be contacted and told where to
be on September of 2012, two months before the cataclysm.
Also, from time to time, Nibiru sends watchers to Earth. For special
cases you may be contacted sooner and be abducted by what you refer to
as aliens. These are the watchers. They are just droids who do tests on
humans of Earth to test DNA and to look for defects or diseases that
will make humans un suitable for work in the fields or mines. If you
are chosen you may be contacted before the reaping and transported to
Nibiru to begin your life as a real baby.
Thank you
Ishua
| Editing level:
| Moderate
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| Editing Notes:
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- A few spelling errors had to be corrected, some punctuation.
- Referenecs to Nibiru, Tiamot, etc. should be capitalized as these are proper
nouns.
- Inconsistent form of reference to those from Nibiru (Niberian/Niberan)
- First word in quoted speech is capitalized.
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