| Title:
| How to Turn Your Husband into a Baby
|
| Name:
| Baby Andy
|
| Email:
| [email protected]
|
| Gender:
| Male
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| Current Age:
| Not given
|
| Posting Date:
| 02/14/10
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| Story Contents:
|
| 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- White diapers* | | 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 | ●
| | | | 9- Baby paraphernalia |
| | *Denotes Deekerian story elements
|
|
| Deekerian Score (20 is max.)
[?]:
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2 (10%)
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This is the first time I have been able to use the computer in quite
some time. Where to begin... I won the lottery about two years back. I
won a lot of money. I have had a diaper fetish my entire life. I went
to one of those houses of ill repute to indulge in my fantasy. I met a
thirty-something madam there who could really make my wildest dreams
cum true. She knew exactly what to do, how to treat me like she was
reading my mind.
I told her I had to see her again. She told me what time she got off
work and we went out for a coffee. We continued to see each other both
professionally and personally for about a week when I asked her to
marry me. I told her she could quit her job, that I had won the lotto
and could take care of us for the rest of our lives.
She agreed. Since we were in Las Vegas we went and got married on that
night. We got on a plane and went to a very private island in the
Caribbean. Now I had known that she was into witchcraft, but I never
believed in all that stuff. In our cabin she began to undress me. I
stood in front of her. She kissed me like I was a man for the first
time. She said, "Kiss your manhood goodbye." I thought that meant that
she was going to indulge my fetish, but instead we made normal love and
I was much more masculine than normal. I fell asleep quickly after my
climax.
This is where my life changed forever. As I awoke a bit groggy I looked
for my new bride. We were far away from the main lodge, so I was a
little concerned. I went to get out of bed and I fell to the floor I
was dizzy. What had happened? Confused, I looked around and everything
looked so big. Then I looked down at my naked body. Fear gripped me. My
penis looked almost nonexistent. I had no hair at all on my body, not
even stubble from where I had shaved.
I heard laughter I climbed back into bed scared and confused. I needed
to pee so badly. I saw my wife with a very attractive young lady
approaching the door I was scared. They opened the door I yelled out
don't to late. They heard my prepubescent voice and laughed they walked
over to the bed. I hid under the blankets.
They pulled the blankets back and laughed they looked down at my little
naked body. My wife Sara said this is my friend Molly I knew Molly she
had worked for Sara. They said, �What happened to you baby?�
�I have no idea.�
Sara and Molly laughed harder this time then Sara picked me up and sat
me on her lap.
�Do you know what happened?� I asked. Sara put my mouth on her breast
and I began to taste the sweetest milk I had ever tasted.
Molly smiled and picked up a diaper bag. I said, �I need to pee.�
Sara said, �That�s what the diapers are for.�
Now, I have been into diapers my whole life, but I had not used one in
years.
�No,� I said. A quick smack to my bottom and I began to cry. Sara laid
me down and Molly began to diaper me. I said, �What happened?� Sara put
a pacifier in my mouth; you see, Molly and I are lovers and witches.
We are much older than we appear and we have been lovers for a very
long time. I said that was impossible. They laughed and said, �Look at
you!� as Molly taped up the sides of my diaper.
�You haven't been this small since you where five,� said Molly.
�You see, said Sara, Molly had been wanting a baby for quite some time
and that she really did love me and thought I would be perfect.
Not believing my ears I said, �Why not adopt?�
Molly said, �We wanted a baby forever; you see, we will never get old
and we will never die and it would not be right to keep a baby from
being able to grow. You, on the other hand, want to be a baby.�
I said, �Not all the time.�
Molly laughed and said, �You don't have a choice now.�
I said I would tell they laughed and said, �Who?�
�I don't know, the police or something.� they looked at each other.
Poof! The next thing I knew, I was a real baby, unable to speak and
control anything. I have been in daycares all over. As we moved I will
not go into the frustration that I have felt over the last two years.
My two mommies have been kind enough to make me a five-year-old again.
I still wear diapers and use them, which is embarrassing at daycare.
I still get joy out of playing with myself as my mommies laugh, but I
am used to it. I do what I am told, and like mommy Sara says, I am the
perfect little boy. I guess I will have the rest of my life to get used
to it. Oh well, I am making the best of it. My mommies are going to
take me to Disney World in a few weeks. Take care.
I will write again soon.