Tommy the 19-Year-Old Baby

Summary: This is a story about a 19-year-old boy who loves diapers and 
wants to be a baby.

Hi I'm Tommy and I'm 19 years old. I love diapers and baby things. I 
wear size six Huggies diapers. They’re the best.

I was at home all alone wearing my diapers and nothing else when 
suddenly I heard a knock at the door. I looked to see who it was. It 
was my mom. You see, I live on my own on a little ranch in Arkansas. It 
is a nice little ranch.

Suddenly, I panicked and ran to the bathroom. My mom knew I was home 
because my job is at home. I type in forms for a company, actually 
medical billing. So acting like I wasn't home was out of the question.

So I hollered, “Just a minute! I'M IN THE SHOWER!" I wasn't really, but 
she believed me. So I took off the diaper and threw it out in the trash 
can outside. My trash can was just outside my bathroom window, so it 
was easy for me to dispose of my diapers and my ranch is in the 
country" so no one was really around to see me dispose of them. Then I 
went back to the living room after getting my clothes back on and 
opened up the door to let her in.

“So what are you doing today?”

“I was wondering if you would like to go with us later to eat lunch.”

“Yeah, sure! Why don't we just go now? I finished all my work early and 
I don't have nothing else to do really except a little house cleaning, 
but that can wait.”

“Okay, then let's go. I need to get out of the house anyways.”

So off we went to my mom's favorite restaurant, The Fish Net family 
restaurant. It's also my favorite restaurant. The food is delicious. I 
ordered fish and a salad along with 2 orders of French fries and a big 
glass of root beer. My mom ordered fish and one order of French fries. 
along with a diet Pepsi. My dad ordered a big cheeseburger along with 
fries and a coffee. My brother ordered just fries and a diet coke, and 
my sister ordered a salad and a Dr Pepper.

So finally, after eating we went home, Well, actually I went back to my 
own house and my parents went back to theirs. They dropped me off at my 
house butt before they left my mom had to use the bathroom. She used it 
and said, “see you later” and headed off back home.

When she left I couldn't wait to get my diaper back on. So I went to my 
bedroom and wasted no time in getting it back on. As soon as I got 
diapered and was making my way back downstairs I heard a knock at the 
door. Oh no! Who could it be? My parents were on their way home! So it 
couldn't be them. But I was wrong.

I took a peak out my living room window and to my surprise it was my 
parents! I thought, "What are they doing back?” And then I noticed my 
mom’s purse sitting there on the couch. That's why she's back; she left 
her purse. I panicked, but I didn't know what to do! I tried to run up 
to my room when suddenly mom opened the door!

Oh no! I forgot to lock the door. My heart was racing a thousand times 
per second! She saw me in my diaper and asked what I was doing wearing 
one.

Uh uh uh," I don't know!

“You do too know!”

“You want to be a baby! Don't you? Well, you know babies can't live by 
themselves! They have to have someone to care for and look after them!
You’re gonna come with me.”

“Let me take the diaper off!”

“No you made the choice to wear what you got on so that's exactly what 
you'll wear. You’re gonna move back in with us so we can take care of 
you!”

I was turned back into a baby and my driver’s license was turned back 
in. So we get to my mom's house and she walks me in wearing nothing but 
my diaper and puts me in my old playpen. Then she got some toys for me 
to play with. They were my old baby toys and told me to play with them.

“And don't you get out of that playpen or you'll get a spanking and be 
humiliated a lot more! Do you understand me?”

“Yes.”

“Good.”

Then she took several pictures of me and told me, “If you don't listen 
to me I'll post these pictures of you all over town and on the 
internet. And if you don't believe me just try me.”

I didn't dare try to get out of that playpen. I just stayed there. When 
she came back she was carrying a pacifier, a pair of footed pajamas and 
told me to get out and come over to her. I listened. I didn't want 
those pictures shown to the world. She put the footed pajamas on me and 
zipped them up. They were really babyish; they had Barney on them. Then 
she put the mittens on me so I couldn't unzip the footed pajamas. I let 
her put them on me. I didn't like them, though. Then she put me back in 
the playpen. It was weird being in the playpen wearing a diaper and 
footed pajamas, but actually I liked it. I just didn't want to admit 
it, though.

About an hour later it was time for lunch. She got me out of the 
playpen and put me into my highchair and fed me baby spinach. It was 
gross but I had to eat it anyway. Then it was time for bed, so mom got 
me out of my highchair and took me to my new room and put me in my crib 
and locked the top so I couldn't get out. I didn't know it but mom put 
laxatives in my food. About 10 minutes later I made a big crap in my 
pants... well, my diaper. Mom said, “You won't be changed until 
tomorrow night.”

“Tomorrow night?”

“Yes! You are going to find out what it's truly like to be a baby!”

Well now, that's my story. I eat, sleep, play and poop, that's my basic 
day now. I'm 19 years old and turned back into the baby I was truly 
meant to be. I love my new life as a baby!