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! ------------- 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)