Surprise Party
It was warmer than a normal March day. T shirt weather actually. Mommy just pulled into the American Legion where aunty Brooke was having Ren’s birthday. Mommy got out and opened the back door.
She pulls the pacifier out of my mouth which has become a stay place anymore on car rides.
I blush and whimper “mommy please I don’t want to go in”
She smirks back “it will be fine baby, only a couple hours” she says. After she finishes she reaches up and kisses my forehead as she grabs my padded crotch and squeezes checking to see how wet I am. She leans over and unbuckles the seat belt and shoves my pink pacifier in her pocket as I climb out of the car.
Three years, Three years I think to myself since I had become mommy’s baby full time. Only a handful of people knew I was nothing more than a diapered toddler 90% of time. It was mostly immediate family and a few friends that knew. Mommy always did a good job at hiding it. Loose fitting pants and long shirts.
Mommy grabbed my hand and we started walking to the front door. I stared at the ground as we walked. As we reached the stairs a grabbed onto mommy’s arm. As we walked I could feel myself waddle from my thick wet diaper. I thought it was weird that mommy had put me in such a thick diaper since we were going out. We hit the doors and entered and it was weirdly quiet. I saw the change in the floor from wood to tile and looked up.
As I looked up into the people-filled room To see at least 75 people staring back at me just as they yelled “SURPRISE” I quickly turned and tried to hide behind mommy as I felt my diaper grow warm with fresh pee scared out of me. I quickly tried to hide behind mommy but she stepped aside and quickly aunty Brooke and Rea rea were standing in front of me.
With the two of them and hours of practice they both have my pants pulled down and my shirt off. I had only a second to look down and realized why mommy had put me in extra thick pampers. There was a yellowish tint and puffed out as everybody chuckled at the sight. Aunty Rea rea pulled a baby blue onesie over my head, Mommy shoved my passy into my mouth. She snapped the crotch tight pulling my pampers tight
I looked up from my thickly diapered crotch to see a second high chair being put next to the one Ren was sitting in. But this one was much larger and had ties on the front legs. I felt my diaper grow warm again as a squirt and pee left my body. Tears started to fill my eyes and I tried to hide my face with my hands. But this didn’t last long. I felt a belt going around my waist and my hands being pulled down. It wasn’t even a fight for the two ladies to do this. Even though I was a six two, two hundred pound man. I guess you couldn’t say I was a man at that point anymore. Aunty Brooke shoved my hands in oversized mittens and locked them on with a small padlock. The click was the loudest thing in the room at the moment. Before I knew it both hands were in mittens and they were locked at my waist. Unable to hide my face or do anything other than sit there.
Aunty Rea rea led me over to the high chair as an older man I have never seen before undid the tray. I waddled behind aunty as fast as I could with thick soaked diapers. I was standing in front of the high chief and looking at aunty when I suddenly felt myself being lifted. I looked back to see another man behind me lifting me into the chair. Before I knew it I was sitting as I felt wetness seep around my butt from my diaper.
The man who lifted me into the seat then leaned down and I felt my legs being pulled to the legs of the chair. For as tall as I was my feet were nowhere near the floor. I heard a click and then another as my legs were pinned to the chair. I could only move them an inch or two and every time I did I heard little bells ring as aunty laughed.
“You can’t go anywhere little baby” Aunty Rea Rea said with a smirk.
The older man slid the tray into place pinning me in.
Strung up behind me was a banner. Happy 2nd birthday” it is. Ren sat next to me with a happy first birthday above her.
My gaze was dragged away from the ceiling as I suddenly started hearing happy birthday being sung. I looked over to see mommy and aunty Brooke walking out of the bar area behind us with cakes. Both had numbered candles. My baby blue cake had a number 2 and Rea Reas had a 1. For that time I was in a world of bliss. Nothing mattered. I felt just like the toddler I was supposed to be. I blew the candles out on my cake and looked up to see daddy standing there.
Mommy’s new husband Damion. He was six four 280 pounds of muscle. He was strong, handsome and rich. He walked in and wrapped his tree trunk like arms around mommy’s shoulders. Mommy looked up and kissed him as I looked on. I snapped back as mommy turned and quickly praised me for blowing the candles out.
“ yaaaayyyyy baby boy! Good job!!!” Mommy yelled clapping.
I smiled and clapped. My legs buckled and I bounced in my high chair like a happy infant. Mommy reached up and grabbed my hands leading them to the cake. She pushes my hands into it. I quickly flip into a toddler mind again. I squeeze my hands and feel the cake push between my fingers. Soon my face is covered in cake. I look over and see Rea Rea won’t even touch hers. I giggle out and bounce in my high chair. Every Time feeling a little wet squish around in my diaper.
With cake all over my face watching everyone talk and eat cupcakes. Ren started to cry and aunty Brooke came over and picked her up and walked away as I sat there still strapped into the high chair.
“Here little man drinks up” daddy said with a deep southern voice. As he walks up to me and places an oversized pink baby bottle on the tray.
I look up at daddy’s smirk and smile. He takes his hand off the bottle and pats me on the head as I grab the bottle and put it up to my lips. I struggled for a second having to use both hands since the mittens didn’t allow me to wrap my fingers around it. The white milky fluid fills my mouth. I immediately know the taste of baby formula with an extra salty taste. It must have been daddies cum. I kept sucking on the tit of the bottle as I looked around at the crowd of people in the room. Nobody seemed to notice the oversized baby in the room. Here I was 28 years old wearing a blue onesie with soaked pampers sticking out the leg bands as I sat in a pink high chair drinking from a bottle. I thought someone would have wanted to stare me down but no one seemed to care. As I caught eyes with daddy he gave me a smile then turned back to the group of men he was talking with.
As I finished the bottle off I felt my diaper grow warm again. I shift my butt around in the seat and feel squishiness everywhere. It has only been an hour and my diaper is absolutely soaked. In reality I had no control over it. Shortly after mommy met daddy he took me to meet one of his friends who was a doctor. Daddy’s friend put stents in my bladder. This made it completely impossible to control it at all. So I was forced to live with wet diapers. As I was falling into a dream world mommy had come up to the highchair and was releasing my legs.
I came out of my day dream to see mommy sliding soft booties onto my feet. But they felt different. Like something was in them. Something poky but not sharp. Mommy locked the first one on and stood up and grabbed the second one. I watched as mommy slid a piece into the bootie that had small little metal spikes on it. But they were all rounded off tips so they don’t cut me. Mommy slid the other one on my foot and locked it in place.
“All done baby boy, Now let’s get you cleaned up and out of that chair” She cooed.
I smiled back and bounced in my seat just like the toddler was supposed to be. Aunty Brooke walked over with a damp washcloth and mommy started to whip my face really hard. I turn my head and whimper as mommy finishes. She releases the tray and then daddy walks up. I instructively hold my arms out and curl my fingers bouncing in my seat wanting out. I wrap my arms around daddies neck as he pulls me forward and slides an arm under my diapered butt. He picks me straight up and places me on his hip. Then I feel a smaller hand slide into the back leg bands of my onesie and diaper.
“Wow someone is wet! But it can wait a little bit” she announces loudly so anyone can hear. I Blush beet red and hide my face in daddy’s neck. Daddy starts to lower me down and instinctively put my legs down so I can walk. As pressure gets put on my foot, pain starts. I whimper as I try to stand and more pain comes. Daddy stands back up pulling me up and I wrap my leg around daddy again.
“The bootie mama put on you is made to force you to crawl. So when I put you down again I want you to either sit or get on your knees. Then it won’t hurt” daddy said.
He leaned back down again and sat me on the ground. I let go of daddy and he turned and walked away back to the group of guys he was talking to. Mommy reached down and put my pacifier back in my mouth and I started to suck hard on it. I felt embarrassed and humiliated. Here I was 28 years old in a soggy diaper wearing a onesie sitting on the floor sucking a pacifier. I had to look up to everyone. I never felt so small in my life. And just as these thoughts were rolling in my head I felt my diaper growing warm again which added to my embarrassment. I turned back and looked at the banner. Happy 2nd birthday. That couldn’t be anymore true at this moment.
Everywhere I looked people were looking down at me sitting there sucking on my pacifier. Smiling and making babish comments. One lady even leaned down and pinched my cheek and said how cute I look. I felt small and ashamed of myself until I saw Ren over playing with some toys. Everything completely left my mind. I WANTED TO PLAY! Was the only thing that came to mind as I rolled onto my hands and knees and started crawling across the floor to Rea.
I made it halfway. I had no cares in the world. My sagging diaper swaying between my legs, the onesie holding it tight. Then I felt a sudden surge in my body. I needed to poop. Just like a toddler without missing a beat right in the middle of the room I slowed my crawl and spread my legs a little wider apart. When I stepped forward again I scrunched my face and grunting a little and pushed down. My face turns red as I feel a warm mudslide enter my diaper. I take another step and stop and push harder. This time I feel a log of poop push into my diaper. It quickly hits the resistance of the diaper and pushed down between my legs. I finish filling my pants as I crawl towards Red again. I feel the poopy spread around and make my diaper slick as I crawl. My diaper starts to grow warm again as the after poop pee comes out. I reach Res playing and turn around and fall onto my poopy diapered butt with no care.
I grab a baby toy and start playing. It was a tap a button and make a sound toy and every time I tap a button and get a sound I bounce and giggle. I do this for ten minutes or so without a care in the world. Just a toddler playing with toys.
“Tome one has a tinky dippy” I hear a woman say.
A voice I’ve never heard before. I turn around and see a lady with flowing beach blonde hair in a sundress standing there with a smile ear to ear as she reaches down and picks up Ren. I watch her put Ren butt at the same level as her head and sticks her nose to the butt of her overalls and sniffs. Her look changes from one of joy to confusion as she lowers Ren and places a hand on her butt and squeezes. She then looks at me and then back at Ren. She puts Ren back on the floor and Ren goes back to playing with her toys. She stands up straight and walks up next to me, arms folded, staring straight at me with a look of anger and disgust on her face.
“Did someone poop their pants?” she asks with a harsh stern tone.
Before I can do anything she is leaning down and pushing forward. She pulls a leg band of my onesie out of the way and I feel the back waistband of my diaper pulled back. Then I feel the waistband snap back and the onesie fall back into place. She stands back up and steps back. I look again and she has her hands on her hips and a look of disgust on her face.
“I thought this was just some big joke. And that you were just peeing in them because you were incontinent. But there is no way a full grown adult would shit themselves and then sit in as they play with BABY TOYS. No wonder your wife divorced you and married a real man. I don’t know why she keeps you around. But it seems you want to be a baby and poop and pee your pants then you can sit there and feel like a baby.” she said as she turned and walked away.
I felt embarrassed, was she right, did mommy not want me around anymore because I couldn’t be a man and she just took care of me because she felt sorry for me. I was thrust out of this thought when I felt my onesie and diaper being opened again. I turned to see aunty Brookes mom bent down behind me waving her hand in front of her nose.
“Pee yew little man, I think someone made a present in his pants for everyone” she said with a caring tone.
I smiled at her and bounced a little, shaking my head yes. She stood up and walked towards the door. I watched as she picked up my diaper bag and then walked towards me again. She stopped at the man that had put me in my high chair. They talked for a minute then she mentioned for me to come to them. I felt my diaper sway as I crawled towards them.
“That’s a good baby now uppies daisies” She said as the gentlemen picked me up and sat me down on the table.
I felt the poopy present in my diaper spread between my legs. As I sat there aunty Brooke came up.
“What are you doing mom” she asked
“Oh you know just changing a baby’s poopy diaper since Laruen didn’t want to, I think Ren is probably up for a change too” She told her daughter
Aunty Brooke walked away and grabbed Ren as her mom pushed me backwards on the table. I felt the snaps of the onesie come undone and then to my surprise the older lady pushed my legs up in the air with ease. My onesie was pushed out of the way and my soggy poopy diaper was up for everyone to see. The white diaper was not tinted dark yellowish brown and bulged out.
“Well, I guess the bigger the baby the bigger the mess” she said with a smile looking at me.
I felt the tapes pulled away and the front of my diaper lowered between my spread legs. Like a mother changing her baby she went to work without a second thought. I felt the cold wipe hit my skin and then another. I looked over as aunty Brooke had Ren in the same position. Here I was being treated just like the 1 year old next to me.
“There we go little man all clean” she said as she lifted my legs higher and pulled the diaper out. Before she put me down she slid another fresh one under me.
By now I had become the thing to watch. The room was quiet and everyone stood behind aunty Brooke’s mom as she changed my diaper. Most had looks of disgust and others laughed at the state of my diaper. I just looked back over to Ren who Aunty had already completely changed her diaper and was snapping her overalls back onto her. I guess it takes longer to change my bigger diapers.
I felt her put my butt down on a soft dry diaper. Then I heard people gasping and laughing. I felt the diaper pulled up over my crotch quickly and she held it.
“Of course little boys always pee at the worst of times” She said as I felt liquid run down my groin.
I was peeing once again without realizing it. This time in the middle of the diaper change with everyone watching. My face went red with embarrassment and I sucked harder on the pacifier. Ren must have somehow known. Even at one she could tell. She handed me her teddy bear which I took and hugged tight, closing my eyes.
After a few seconds I felt my diaper being opened slowly. Then the smell of baby powder filled my nose and it made me feel so little. Soon my diappy area was covered by my diaper again and the tapes securely held down. I felt the push on my dippy of the onesie snaps getting put back in place.
“Upsy daisy,” she said, reaching for my hands.
She helps me sit up and the man lifts me back to the ground.
“Does that feel better little man” She coos at me as she pats my diapered rear. I smile back and shake my head yes.
She smiles back at me as she takes my dirty diaper and walks it over to the trash and dumps it in. I try to go back to the toys before mommy stops me halfway.
“Did aunty Jill make your dirty butt all clean again” Mommy asks
I shake my head yes and aunty Jill walks back up
“Well what do you say then baby boy” mommy asks as she pulls my pacifier from my mouth
“Tank yhu messy Jill” I say.
I don’t even register how babish it sounds coming out of my mouth.
“You welcome baby boy, But man you know how to make a mess” Jill says back.
“Come on baby it’s present time” Mommy says
I follow mommy over to the corner of the room where wrapped presents sit. They are all covered with childish print. I sit down at daddy’s feet as he reaches down and pats my head. Mommy walks over and grabs a present.
It was wrapped in pink paw patrol paper and it was large. Ren and aunty Brooke were opening her gifts on the other side of the stack of presents. I sat and watched as my diaper grew warm making a damp diaper damper as mommy handed me my present. I drop the teddy bear and grab paper and rip it away throwing it everywhere. Under the paper is a box. The picture on the side shows a big tonka truck. I start thinking of all the sand I can move in the sand box with that dirt. I let out a grunt of excitement and bounce on the floor slapping the top of the box.
“Well someone likes his toy” Mommy says aloud.
As Ren opens another in the same manner mommy gets another one.
This time she opens it and pulls out onesies. A green and red one. Then pulls out footie pajamas she mentions something about the crotch snaps but my level of focus is almost completely on my truck. Mommy unwraps more diapers and clothes but no more toys. I don’t care, I got my truck. Soon all the presents are unwrapped and suddenly a hand appears in front of me. It’s daddy.
I turn to look at him and he is holding a bottle. I got on my knees and tried to grab it back. He slapped my hand away.
“No little man, Come with me for a feeding” daddy says.
I crawl behind him and we end up across the room where the group of men were talking. Daddy picks me as he sits down and puts my butt between his legs. After two years I only weigh a little under 200 pounds so it’s nothing to hold me or pick me up anymore. I lean back into daddy’s arm as he puts the nipple to my lips. Without a second thought I spit my dummy out and take the large tet in my mouth and start sucking.
Daddy goes back to talking with the guys and the cold liquid fills my mouth. Half the bottle is gone and I start to feel my diaper grow warm. I just have been squirm too much because I feel daddy’s hand on my diaper holding me still. I feel the stream of pee start to trickle away as I feel my eyes get heavy. As I suck the last of the bottle down I can see mommy and Aunt Rea Rea putting a play pen up in the corner of the room and throwing a blanket over it. As the last drop enters my mouth daddy pulls the bottle away and stands up. The last thing I see before my eyes close is daddy putting me in the play pen and covering me with a blanket. Then mommy kissed my forehead.
“Nighty night baby boy” Mommy says, Before standing up and getting on her toes to kiss daddy on the lips. Daddy pulls the blanket over the playpen and I’m thrown into a world of darkness as my eyes close. Then I feel a stream of pee enter my diaper and focus on the warm secure feeling. The warm hug of my diaper on my little pee pee as I drift off to sleep sucking my pacifier.
When I wake up, I’m in the car as mommy drives. I feel my tummy making butterflies. I push one leg down and lift the other up straining against the restraints. I push down and feel mush enter my diaper with a sudden explosion. I start to tear up as more mush slides out of me and into my diaper. I feel like I’ve overstretched my booty hole as pain comes from my rear. I push again and another explosion pushes into my diaper. Again more pain from my rear. I feel a stream of pee enter my diaper as it begins to bulge more. I must have peed a lot when I was sleeping as my diaper has swollen forcing my legs apart. As I feel the last of my pee and poo enter I feel the mush push up and out the back of my diaper. As I sit back I feel the mess spread against my back. Then I feel wetness around the leg bands seeping out. And I knew my diaper had hit its limit. I start to cry and my pacifier falls out of my mouth getting caught by a leash.
“Shhh baby we are almost home and you can get your birthday surprise” Mommy says
It does nothing to calm and then I feel a hand on my diaper squeezing the swollen padding.
“My my someone made a big mess, Pew yew someone is stinky again I told daddy not to give you that my laxative in your bottle” Mommy smiled back.
I keep crying as another wave of mush pushed into my diaper without me even needing to move. Now I feel it push out the leg bands of my diaper as we pull into the drive. Daddy is standing behind his big pickup in the drive.
I see mommy walk up and talk to him before pointing back at me. He kisses him as he grabs her butt with both hands. Her hand slides between them and I know she is grabbing daddy’s cock. I feel my little clittle grow hard in my diaper as my eyes close and my head falls to the side out to dream land again.
