Caught by a Female Security Guard – Chapter Three
After handing her the cup of coffee, I myself drinking my third cup now, answered her, that yes, I did have extra diapers, but what did she mean by layette?
Tara: You’re such a silly boy, a layette is any clothing, that includes diapers, that a baby needs, such as onesies, plastic panties, diaper sets, rompers, sunsuits, those cute little Oskosh B’ Gosh overalls, jammies, and pretty much anything else a baby needs or wears.
Bob: Um, I see, well, I kind a got maybe one or two of those things, but they’re really not made for that, I just thought they were kind of cute.
Tara: Really, what exactly do you mean by they’re not made for that? What exactly is THAT?
Bob: You know, they’re not really for baby’s, it’s adult clothing.
Tara: (laughing) No Bob, I don’t know, are you saying that you found mens clothing that looks infantile and would pass as baby attire?
Bob: No, not exactly, I mean, they do look infantile, well, at least childish, but they’re not exactly mens clothing, if you know what I mean?
Tara: (With a smirk on her face) Really, so Bob, are you trying to tell me that you wear womens clothing, as well as diapers?
Bob: NO NO, it’s not like they’re really womens clothes, I mean, they’re sold in the womens department but it’s not like it’s bras or dresses or anything like that.
Tara: (laughing) Ok, Ok Bob, don’t get all panicky and wet yourself, maybe instead of you trying to explain them to me, you could just show me, and while we’re on the subject of you wetting yourself, maybe you better grab a couple of your didy’s too, you know, just in case?
I was definitely confused and wondering where she was going with all of this, and why would she think I’d actually wet my pants, in front of her, I can pretty much guarantee that is something that would never happen, at least, not intentionally. I know she saw me earlier tonight in a messy diaper, but that was due to a chain of incidents beyond my control, and as long as I had just a miniscule of control remaining, she’d never see anything like that again. I must have been daydreaming because the next thing I know, Tara’s standing over me, extending her hand, as if beckoning me to stand up and go with her.
Tara: C’mon Bob, show me where your baby items and diapers are, we don’t have all night.
As I reluctantly stood up, Tara took my hand and led me back in to my bedroom, where, unfortunately, my dresser drawers with my diapers sat wide open and in view of whoever came in to my room. She then asked me to take a seat on the edge of the bed as she turned and walked over to my bureau. I was shocked when she started opening drawers, revealing some undershirts, my tightie whiteys, socks, and finally, a drawer holding all of my plastic pants and various styles of diaper pins. The top of my bureau held my baby powder, baby lotion and an obviously half used tube of Desitin Diaper Rash Cream.
A slight smile came to Tara’s face when she saw the Desitin, then she grabbed one of the cloth diapers, felt it, then set it back in to the drawer with part of it still dangling out.
Tara: So, these are basic supplies a baby needs, where are your baby clothes that go over your didy’s and plastic panties?
I didn’t say anything but unconsciously looked towards the closet and that was enough for Tara to follow the clue as she walked over and slid open my closet door. Although all I could see was her back, I heard her rummaging around through the closet and suddenly, I thought I heard a gasp coming from her. When she turned around, she was holding numerous hangars with my baby outfits on, she had a couple onesies, a matching diaper set, shorts and tee, and a number of pairs of womens decorative shorts, all very childish and infantile looking.
Tara: Hmmm, looks like someone has more then just a potty training problem, does the big baby like wearing Mommy’s clothes too? I couldn’t help noticing that none of these shorts have zippers in the front so they could only be womens shorts, and, since none of them have snaps in the crotch, that also eliminates baby shorts. Now Bob, I can thoroughly understand why you would want to wear them, they do look infantile enough, but if you expect to wear them around me, I’m afraid I’ll have to insist on them having snaps in the crotch, for two reasons, one, it’ll be so much easier changing your diapers, and two, I won’t have to explain to any of my girl-friends why you’re toddling around wearing womens shorts and clothes.
As Tara gives me a wink………….
The End of Caught by a Female Security Guard – Chapter Three.
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