The Clinic – Chapter Four
As Ann and John drove home, she kept fingering the small package Dr. Whetmore had given her. She really liked Dr. Whetmore, and hoped she could help John with his problems.
It seemed a little “silly” to have her grown husband in diapers, but if this was what he needed to get better, then so be it. Besides she’d always like playing dolls and dressup when she was a little girl, and when she was babysitting she had always liked looking at the little boys when she changed their diapers.
She even remembered one boy who was 12 years old when she was just starting to give up babysitting. She was 17 then, and had learned quite a bit about boys and girls, and had even felt some of her boyfriends getting hard in their pants when she rubbed them the right way. They seemed to like it when she pressed gently on the front, but most of them just became helpless and engrossed in what she was doing to them, until they came in their pants like babies wetting their pants.
Ann had like playing with this 12 year old boy who still wore diapers because he was a bedwetter, and watched him get all funny looking when she changed his diapers and rubbed him with baby lotion. He seemed to go in his diapers too, but he never got them sticky like her older boyfriends, and usually peed his diaper right after he got soft again, so she’d have to change him to put him back to sleep.
Now her husband of 8 years was wearing diapers, and was going to start using his diaper just like the little babies Ann had babysat for so few years ago.
They got in the house and Ann prepared dinner for she and John. They talked animatedly about the revelations of this afternoon with the two doctors, and both felt comfortable discussing John’s baby needs. After dinner, as John pulled out the plug from the sink he wet his diaper.
Turning to Ann he said “Please, Annie can you change my diaper. I’m all wet.” to which Ann replied “C’mon now John you can still change your own diapers. You’re not a little baby yet !!”
Just yesterday these words would have seemed so strange to Ann, but already she was beginning to accept the inevitable change in her and John’s relationship.
Reluctantly, John went to their room and changed his own diaper, returning to the living room wearing a big blue disposeable diaper and Polo shirt.
As they sat looking thru the material Dr. Whetmore had given them, Ann was amazed at how much their was for adult babies, as most of the infantilists were called. An organization in California, called DPF had a regular newsletter, and magazines and tons of stories for adult babies. They even had special big cloth diapers and baby panties, and cute baby styled clothing for big babies. The man who ran DPF, Tommy, was a big baby himself, and sure looked cute in his rompers and diapers.
There were other magazines from Infantae Press in Seattle, Washington, and a lady in California, named Florence, who ran Amber E. They all had lots of letters from big babies who were so happy to be able to return to their bottles, and diapers and panties and having found mommies or daddies to take care of them when they needed some babying.
Ann particularly found an article entitled “The Mommy Solution” from DPF helpful in understanding John’s needs. She almost felt like crying after she read it, wishing she could be a mommy to all those babies in search of a mommy.
As she put down the last article, she noticed it was almost 9:30. They’d better get going if they were going to listen to their special tapes then get to bed. She noticed John was wet, and said “Get you diaper bag for mommy John. You need your didee changed.”
It felt strange, but natural, especially after reading the Mommy Solution. Ann wanted to try and help John.
As John dutifully returned with his diaper bag, Ann told him to lie down, stripped off his wet diaper, then powdered him, put on a fresh disposeable diaper, then put his headphones on him, connected to his personal cassette tape player and switched on the tape for him. Then she sat opposite him in her easy chair and switched on her own cassette player.
In minutes, both had their eyes closed, looking to all like they were sound asleep, while their subconscious minds absorbed Dr. Whetmores suggestions for their new life, as baby Johnny and mommy. Their minds were like empty sponges soaking up Dr. Whetmore’s suggestions and instructions.
Ann was “learning” to be a good, stern mommy and to keep baby Johnny in his diapers and plastic panties as much as possible. Johnny was reliving the pleasures of babyhood, the feelings and sensations of warm wet diapers, and squish messy diapers. The feelings of helplessness and dependence as he wet or messed his diapers uncontrollably or waiting for mommy to give him his bottle.
When they woke up, Ann viewed John in a new light. He seemed somehow smaller, more defenseless, like a baby needing mommy’s protection. John too felt differently about Ann. She was now the stronger, the one who would and could give him what he craved and needed, if he was a good little boy and did what she told him.
Ann looked at his sodden diaper, and jokingly but sternly said “Well, you are quite a little pisser aren’t you. Get up to beddy bye and I’ll change your diapers for bedtime. Looks like you’re going to need a nice, thick diaper to get thru the nited aren’t you sweetie.”
John smiled then meekly said “Yes mama. I need thick diapers ‘cuz I wet a lot at niteenites. Thank you mama.” and toddled off to their bedroom.
Ann giggled at the sight of her husband toddling up the stairs in his sodden diaper. He actually looked like a toddler with a load in his diaper the way he was walking.
Ann seemed to know there were a couple of “special” diapers in John’s diaper bag, and as she took them out, was shocked at their size. They were huge, but designed just like the ones she’d seen for little babies in the department stores a couple of years ago. They were made with 8 layers of thick cotton flannel, and then had another insert made of another 8 layers of flannel sewn in at the top and bottom. That meant John would be wearing 16 layers of thick flannel in the diaper, which was kind of like quadruple diapering a real baby. He probably wouldn’t be able to walk with that much between his legs, but then where did he have to go. The bathroom was “out of bounds” while he was diapered, and those special locking diaper pins she found in his bag, would make sure of that.
She found it kind of “kinky” as she thought of trussing her husband up in these super thick diapers, then locking them on with the heavy locking pins and keeping him that way until morning. As an after thought, she took two baby bottles she’d almost missed out of the bag, and filled them with warm water and cranberry juice. Somehow she seemed to know this combination would make him wet more heavily during the night, so he’d be sure to wake up in very wet diapers the next morning.
Just as she hoped, John had put out his changing pad and mattress protector on his side of the bed, and was lying there waiting to be changed. She gingerly removed the wet diaper, thinking “The little bugger must have wet again to be this wet.” then cleansed him off with a big baby wipes. Next she liberally spread vaseline all over his bottom and took extra pains with his weewee and front noticing the effect her gentle massage was having on his penis. Just before it looked like he’d “erupt” she pulled the thick diaper up between his legs, leaving him with a stiff hard on tucked safely in 16 layers of diaper flannel. The pins snapped in place in a flash and then on went the plastic panties.
All this fooling around was making her horny, but with John all trussed up in his diaper, what was she to do. Then an idea struck her. Babies were supposed to be very oral, so let’s see how oral baby Johnny was.
“Johnny, mommy got you all ready for niteenites, but mommy wants some lovings from her baby. Can you make mommy happy too ??”
John said “Sure hon, just let me get these off then I’ll really show you some lovings, then you can get me ready for beddy bye again. Huh…. What the heck ??”
“Oh no Johnny. Once mommy puts your didees on for nitee nites they have to stay on until mommy changes you in the morning. Besides, babies who have to wear diapers shouldn’t have their little weewee outside their didees and panties, or they might have a nasty accident and peepee all over the bed or mommy.
I think you know another way baby can make mommy very happy !!” and Ann gently but firmly pulled John’s head to her chest then put her nipple just inches from his mouth.
John didn’t need another hint, and soon was sucking and tonguing her nipples, arousing her to new heights of pleasure. As Ann gently pushed his searching mouth downward, he found a new “nipple” to suck on and with Ann’s urging soon learned to use his lips, tongue and mouth to bring her time and again to the heights of ecstacy.
John felt a new calm, peacefulness and a sense of helpless dependence on this strong woman who was his mommy now, and as he felt her quiver for the 5th time, felt his bladder emptying hotly, uncontrollably into his diapers and felt like he too was reaching the heights of orgasm, except his little weewee was softly, limply being bathed in his peepee as he helplessly wet his diapers uncontrollably while pleasing his mommy.
Little Johnnie was learning his lessons well, and would find himself soon conditioned to repeat his lessons over and over again.
As Ann came down from heights she’d never know possible she could faintly smell the urine in John’s diapers and pulled him gently towards her breasts again. As John suckled calmly, contentedly she began gently rubbing his diaper at the front and soon felt the swell of his manhood. She kept saying “Johnnie likes the feeling of his warm, wet diapers doesn’t he ?? It feels so nice to be in wet diapers sucking mommy’s titties like a little baby again doesn’t it ?? Mommy loves her baby Johnny. Good baby Johnny wants to wet his diapers all the time so mommy can make him feel good too.”
John’s subconscious was clouded by the sensations in his mouth, his diaper region and especially in his cock as Ann gently stroked his erection in his warm, wet diapers. Soon he was oblivious to everything except the sensations and her words, and he KNEW it sure felt good to wet his diapers and to wear wet diapers like a baby.
As he came explosively, Ann kept saying “Good baby Johnny, you’re wetting your diapers again. It feels so good to wet your diapers. Good baby.” and John’s helpless subconsious made the indelible connection between the pleasure of orgasm and wetting his diapers helplessly. He was hooked and convinced wetting his diapers made him feel this good.
Ann, his wife of 6 years, was turning him into a helpless wetter and he loved it.
As they drifted off to sleep, Ann turned on John’s headset, then her own, and they both slept soundly, deeply, letting their subconscious minds absorb the pleasures of their new roles.
Tomorrow would see another small phase in the growth of their relationship, until Dr. Whetmore took them to the next platform.
The End of The Clinic – Chapter Four.
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