The Baby Game – Chapter One
Brian could not understand how he had managed it! After months of talking, he had finally conned his wife into playing baby games with him. He lay on the floor listening to her cooing softly to him; “The time for playing games is over, Brian. I’ve made your fantasy come true. You’ve been changed into a real baby – you’ll be my baby boy forever and ever. You know I’ve always wanted a baby. I was so sad when I found out we couldn’t have one. You should have told me before we got married that you were sterile. Since you can’t father a baby, you’ll take the place of the baby you should have given me,” she teased. “You’ll be my baby instead, so I’ll have my wish too!”
Brian smiled at the thought of being her baby. Somehow just saying it had made it seem true. “Cathy’s the perfect mommy for me,” he thought as he recalled the events of the past ten hours. She had diapered him before going to bed and held him while he suckled her teats like a baby. He had fallen asleep in her arms, his face nestled between her ample breasts. When he awoke in the morning, she had given him warm cocoa in a baby bottle and let him lie on the rug. He was surprised at the slightly bitter taste of the cocoa, he supposed that she had put in too much cocoa powder when she made it. Still, the sweet chocolatey mixture tasted good and the mildly cloying flavor brought back pleasant childhood memories. He sucked on his bottle and watched morning cartoons on tv while she sat on the couch and knitted. When he told her he needed to pee, she told him to go ahead and use his diapers. He relaxed and let himself dribble a little into his diaper. All at once, his control vanished and he found himself soaking his diaper like a toddler.
Brian lay on his back and reveled in the feelings his warm diaper gave him. He felt the wetness spread over the front of his diaper and creep down between his legs, soaking his bottom. He seemed to pee endlessly. He couldn’t have stopped even if he had wanted to. He imagined this was exactly how a baby felt while wetting. As he wet, he fingered the buttons on his soft flannelette night shirt unconsciously as if he was a real baby. The flannelette shirts was another surprize of his wife’s. True, the shirt was horribly tight across the chest and abdomen when it was buttoned, but the fabric felt like the same sort of textile that was used to make baby clothes. The flannelette was soft and warm and made it easy to imagine he was a baby again. She had made it herself, and although the dimensions across the chest and stomach was wrong for even his ultra-slim physique, she had made a number of changes to the pattern that made it seem more babylike; the sleeves of the garment had been cut extremely close to the shoulder so that they were only two inches long. The shirt itself only barely reached the top of his diaper, leaving a babyish gap of two inches between the top of his diaper and the bottom of his shirt.
He wriggled in delight at the sensation of the soft fabric preening the skin of his back as the flow of urine diminished rapidly and need to pee was replaced by another, more demanding physical urge. He glanced down at his diaper over his short-cut shirt and saw a huge bulge growing in the front of his diaper. He had gotten an enormous erection. The warm, wet fabric caressed his bottom and penis lovingly as he rocked his bottom against the squishy mass. Brian crooned softly to himself in a semi-conscious sexual euphoria. His low moan of ecstasy captured Cathy’s attention and brought her quickly to his side.
She picked up the bottle which he had dropped forgotten to the carpet and had begun slowly dripping cocoa on the rug. She looked down at her helpless husband, slipped three fingers beneath the top of his diaper and smiled strangely, then began to change his diaper. First, she opened the lower buttons of his shirt up to the top button of his collar and spread the inner corners of his shirt wide open so it wouldn’t get soiled during the diaper change. He watched intently as she folded the triangular flaps of his shirt back and shivered in anticipation. When she unsnapped his plastic incontinent pants and unfastened his diaper, he moaned again in unbridled pleasure. Waves of ecstasy washed over him. He was dizzy with delight. The room seemed to telescope in and out around him. He had never been this horny before. His time sense speeded up and slowed down in cycles. One moment she seemed to be in slow motion, then the next moment her hands flitted about like a hummingbird’s wings. She stroked the end of his penis lightly with the tips of her fingers before removing his sopping diaper.
“Oh Mommy…..Mommy..,” he murmured in response to her touch. The room started to spin around him and he lay back on the rug abandoning himself completely to his passions. It was a dream come true! This was THE experience, a magical/mystical journey beyond his wildest imaginings! This was transcendental! His back arched in a spasm of pleasure that made every muscle in his body quiver with strain. Brian climaxed, spurting cum from his turgid penis as she deftly caught it in his wet diaper. The orgasm seemed to last an eternity; he emptied himself into the moist diaper cupped around his balls and penis. He felt like his life, his very manhood was being drained into her hand; the conflicts and contradictions of his existence were resolved in one final moment of blissful rapture, leaving his inner child at rest and peace.
He fell back on the rug, completely spent. His mind drifted in the afterglow while she picked up his legs and finished changing his diaper. She put her hand under his feet and was somehow able to hold both of them with one hand. He felt his legs being lifted off the soggy diaper beneath him, and somehow it felt peculiar, different from when he played baby alone. He supposed that the experience felt odd because this was the first time he had ever played baby with anyone else. He felt every inch a baby! Her joke about his fantasy becoming reality was tantalizingly close. She appeared so serious he almost believed her. Even though she was kneeling on the floor, Cathy appeared to tower over him, making him feel small and helpless. She radiated an aura of maternal self-confidence and power that he found both alluring and overpowering. He felt like she was transmogrifying him, that he had physically regressed into the baby he had always wanted to be. The sight of her smiling face hovering tenderly over him made him feel loved and secure for the first time in his adult life.
“Cathy loves me,” he told himself, “she’ll take care of me. I shouldn’t have worried about talking her into playing baby games. She looks like she’s enjoying herself too. She doesn’t seem to mind changing my diapers and letting me drink from baby bottles. I wonder if she’ll bathe me when we’re finished?”
The End of The Baby Game – Chapter One.
The story originally came from: https://littleab.com/story.html
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