Hey there, 'big guy!' How'd ya sleep? Well, my name's Brad, I'm Tiffany's boyfriend. Y'know, Tiffany, your 'babysitter?' Oh, right, you only know her as 'Miss Tiffy.' Well, let's just say I'm a good friend of Miss Tiffy, sort of a...'special' friend. Anyway, she asked me to help out here and bring you this. Gotta have your morning ba-ba, right?
Alright, look, this is totally weird, but I'll level with you, buddy. Tiff filled me in on a few details this morning. This is supposed to be a typical week-long sitting gig, for a single mom who's out of town. Now, Tiff and I usually take advantage of these longer jobs and hang out together. It can get lonely being stuck with little ones. This job, though? This is a new one. Haven't come across a 'tot' like you before. But Tiff assures me that you're just like any of her other jobs, mostly.
I'll admit, there were some red flags when she told me about you (still are). And I'm not too happy about her 'changing you.' Yeah, that just sounds like some F'd-up way to get her to touch your junk! Luckily, (for your sake), she calmed me down. She says that it's tucked away, locked up in some cage...down there? Just know, at some point here, I'm gonna need to see proof that little dick of yours really is out of the picture. And don't think just because you're dressed up like a baby doesn't mean you're not old enough to get your ass kicked here, guy.
So, a single mom, huh? Jesus! Well, I guess it makes sense you'd still live at home with your mother. Wait, what, she isn't? Oh man, this keeps getting better! Not sure if it's more or less pathetic that it's actually your wife who's your...' Mommy.'
But here you are, in a big nursery, all dressed up for the part. And your 'Mommy' had to go out of town for work? Right, right. This is a lot to take in, man. So, are you always, you know, dressed up like this? Are you 'special needs,' or something? No? Well, I guess I've heard of kink play before, but this is a new one for me.
So, what's your angle here? Are you just some perv pretending to be a baby? Yeah, do you get off on exposing yourself to my girlfriend during a diaper change? Aw, what's the matter, loser, wifey not giving it to you anymore? Can't imagine why! So, what? You thought you'd get lucky with my girlfriend? Tiff's not some fetish worker, ya'know, she's an actual sitter/nanny for families.
But apparently, your wife convinced her. And Tiff says she feels 'totally safe,' that you're 'no threat of any kind,' and that she 'treats you like all the rest, just with bigger diapers.' Well, I still don't trust it. You'd better be paying Tiff well. Actually, how much is this costing you? Oh, right, I'm sure your 'Mommy' handles all the finances around here, huh? Yeah, I imagine it's tough for someone like you to hold down one of those 'big boy' jobs, hmm?
So, last night, when I came over. I'm sure you heard me and Tiff, right? Yeah, well, I didn't know what was going on with your 'situation' here, or whatever. I figured Tiff had already tucked…I guess that'd been YOU… in for the night. So, it seemed like we had the house to ourselves.
Heh, sorry if we were a little loud last night there, champ. But, ya'know how it is when your woman's ready for some action, right? Well, in your case, maybe not so much. I mean, a full diaper like that, you're playing more of a 'little man,' than 'ladies' man,' am I right? Yep, I thought you were just some little tyke back here, put to bed, sound asleep.
Hmm. I guess if you really had any agency here, you would've confronted us, though, right? I know you had to have heard us. Tiff can get...pretty loud. So, I imagine if you could, you would've 'pressed pause' on this whole 'baby thing' to kick a stranger out of your house, interrupting your sleepy time, no?
Yeah, so why didn't you just hop out of your crib here, waddle your little butt down the hall, and say your…I don't know, like your 'safe word,' or something? I mean, this is your house, right? All this is for your entertainment, yeah? Your wife hired my girlfriend as 'Miss Tiff the Babysitter,' giving you an 'authentic baby experience,' or whatever. I'm sure hearing the two of us having 'adult time' doesn't really fit the 'infantile ambiance' you're going for. Yeah, I bet you didn't appreciate the two of us fucking like rabbits in YOUR house, especially since 'Miss Tiff' is technically still on the clock this whole week, right?
Although...maybe this isn't YOUR house? What I mean is, maybe you're not actually the one who's truly 'in charge' here. Tiff did say your wife runs the household; most of the mothers that hire her kinda do.
So, answer me this, buddy: if that little pee-pee of yours is all caged up under your diaper there, then what the hell are you even getting from all of this? It's not like you can rub one out, right?
So, I'll ask again, what's the deal here? Did you and the wife flirt with some roleplay and fall down the rabbit hole, or something?
Whoa! Yikes! I mean, look, man. I get it. Tiff's got a bit of a dominant streak, too. But, dude, I think you messed up here. You gave up way too much power.
Some chicks, man. Once they get a taste of that control, watch out! Not sure here, but it seems like your wife may have tapped into some feelings of being intensely needed? Or maybe she just likes putting you in your place. Whatever it is, there are obviously some powerful emotions surrounding this. And well, with these types of power exchanges, you don't just give'm up easily. There's this buddy of mine, when his girl figured out how to run his ass. Granted, not as intense as your situation, but still, he's been a pussy whipped bitch ever since. He seems happy, though. So, who am I to judge?
Alright, I suppose in some weird way, this whole needing a babysitter thing makes a little more sense. If your wife sees and keeps you as a baby now, then, like any good 'Mommy,' she'd hire a sitter to look after you, right? And, technically, Tiff vouched for you, too. So, I guess, this whole 'baby thing' with your wife is legit. Ah-well, guess you can't be trusted home alone anymore. Huh, little guy? Damn, you actually live like this, crazy, man, crazy!
Ah, jeeze. Now I just kinda feel bad. Sorry about the threats before, man. I just had to make sure you weren't some weird perv trying to trick and assault Tiff. You understand? I mean, this is definitely strange. But you're actually helpless here. And from the smell of you, I can tell you really are committed to… well, I'd call it a 'bit,' but at this point, it's more of a 'lifestyle.' So, just keep playing your part, I guess, and live that best-baby-life. Keep it innocent, and we'll get along fine, lil-guy.
Hey, I know! Later on, this evening, after you've been put down for the night. Maybe Tiff and I will 'sleep' in your Mommy's room. We could do it on her bed this time. How's that sound? Hey man, don't worry, I'll hook you up. I'll leave the door open and let you have another listen! You probably don't get to watch much porn these days with parental controls and all. Seriously, though. We'll put that bed to good use. I mean, someone should be satisfied in your Mommy's bed, right? Because she's probably not with a 'big baby' like you around. Hey, man? Want me to help your Mommy out sometime, throw a piece her way? Woah! Shh! Shh! Calm down, I'm just teasing ya, bud.
Hey, one last thing, though, before I forget. I saw some beer out in the fridge. You wouldn't mind if I… Ha-ha, wait, why am I even asking you? Of course, you don't mind, that's not for little ones like you. Never mind, buddy, don't worry about it. Tiff and I got it handled around here. You just work on that ba-ba, and I'll let Tiff know you're ready for a new diaper.
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