A Baby's Place - Chapter 1: To New Beginnings
Foreword from author: I've always wanted to try writing ABDL erotica fiction and wanted to try writing some here for the first time in chunks. If you have any comments or constructive feedback don't hesitate to send me a PM, comment, or reply/repost.
I anticipate future chapters to this story to include some pretty heavy/extreme elements of ABDL/Ageplay, cuckolding, public humiliation, wet/messy (potentially some scat), and impregnation, as those are my current fetishes. Iâll make sure to post which kinks are included in each chapter in case anyone has TWâs. This first one will be pretty mellow, however I will advise any readers to know that depictions here are pure fantasy and exposing unconsenting individuals is both immoral and illegal, so please do not recreate any of these scenarios in real life. Enjoy.
TW/Kinks included: ABDL, wet/messy, public humiliation
Sofia put the last of the moving boxes down in the living room and swept her hair from her face.
"Whew! That was the last of them. You okay in there honey?" she called out.
"Yeah, just finished getting the bedframe put up! I just need some help getting the mattress on top of it!" yelled Noah, slightly muffled by the carpet and piles of boxes in the room.
Sofia walked in slowly, her hips swaying seductively.
"You know... ", she paused, "now that we don't have any pesky roommates around. I could just keep you diapered all the time whenever you're home."
Noah, surprised by the sudden turn in his girlfriend's mood, turned beet red and felt like his cheeks were melting. It had been quite some time since either of them had gotten to indulge their "Mommy" and "baby" sides of their relationship. Save for a single hotel night a few months ago, when Sofia had diapered Noah for longer than a few hours when Sofia's roommates had flown to Mexico for a week.
"Oh?" Sofia said, raising one eyebrow. "Looks like someone got all blushy for Mama, didn't he? What's the matter baby? You afraid Mommy is going to keep the potty off limits completely?"
The thought hadn't even made it that far into James' mind yet, but now that she mentioned it, James couldn't get the mental image of having to wear a diaper around the house not out of desire but out of necessity.
"Y-yes, Mama", he stuttered weakly.
Sofia's smile instantly turned into a smirk. She had him right where she wanted him. She walked past Noah to the other side of the mattress and smacked him hard on the rear as she walked by. Noah immediately jumped up and started rubbing his butt.
"Ow! That hurt!", he exclaimed.
Noah was simultaneously surprised, aroused, and confused. Sofia had indulged him in the past with some playful teasing regarding his ABDL tendencies, but never had she come on so aggressively. This was definitely a first.
Sofia turned, looked at him square in the eye, and motioned with her eyebrows towards the mattress, which she was ready to move.
"Hurry up or you're getting ten more, diaper boy", she commanded.
Noah bent down and with Sofia's help, they were able to get the mattress down onto the metal bedframe after a few slight adjustments.
In that time, Noah had tried to think of a decent rebuttal, but all he could muster was, "Well I'm not even wearing diapers right now, so you can't really call me a diaper boy."
Sofia's face instantly changed to a stern look, and she marched towards him slowly. Noah stood motionless, not knowing what would come next. Sofia positioned herself so she would be blocking off any escape from the room as she approached him then grabbed his chin with two fingers.
"We can change that right now, can't we baby?" she mocked.
Her fingers slid down his throat and when she reached the top of his ribcage, she gave Noah a shove, which toppled him onto the bed.
In an instant, Noah tried to get up but was met with Sofia's full body weight pinning down his arms and legs.
"Wait, wait! I have to get the mail downstairs and then you can diaper me! Promise!" Noah begged.
Sofia let out a sinister chuckle. "Absolutely not, baby. I'm taping you down in a diaper first-", she emphasized, "and then you'll go downstairs to get the mail."
Noah's face turned an even deeper shade of red and felt panic coursing through his entire body. She wouldn't force him to go there diapered would he? Up until now, they had been so careful to hide his.. or their fetish now, that he felt almost positive that she was bluffing and trying to get him riled up.
He started laughing partly out of nervousness and partly because he didn't think Sofia actually had it in her to follow through with it. Unfortunately for him, Sofia's eyes met his and without a spoken word, he could tell she was serious. She wanted him to get the mail... diapered.
"Ok! Ok!" panted Noah under the weight of his girlfriend. "I'll go in a diaper."
Sofia looked him square in the eye, with another sinister smile on her face and replied, "Oh that was never an option, that was an order. Mommy said so. But Mommy is going to add just a little extra touch. Stay there, baby, and don't move. Mama'll be right back!"
With that, she dismounted her boyfriend and went to the corner of the room to get some things out of a box. Noah did as he was told, laying sprawled out on the bed and not daring to even twitch a muscle. He was in subspace heaven, getting dommed right out the gate when he moved into the new apartment.
However, this quickly changed when he heard some jangling coming from Sofia. He turned only his head, to which Sofia quickly responded with âAh!â and pointed at him.
âKeep looking straight up, baby boy. Donât mind me!â she giggled.
Now Noah was getting nervous. Sofia was clearly up to something. Was she planning on putting more than one diaper on him? Was he going to have to show part of it? What was she even digging for, in what he could only assume was their box of adult toys? He hadnât gotten a good view of anything with such a quick glance.
Sofia got up and ordered him not to move. He could then see the shadows of what looked like straps in her hands and knew that meant he was going to get tied down. Was she going to tie him down and ride him before sending him out?
Taking her time, as if all the time in the world belonged to her and her alone, she tied Noahâs right wrist to the corner of the bed frame. She then bound the remaining three of Noahâs appendages to each respective corner of the bed, taking a much longer time than needed in order to walk from one corner of the bed to the next, until he was securely fastened to the furniture he had just spent the previous hour putting together.
Sofia bent back down and pulled out a diaper with a very babyish print on it, some diaper rash cream, and baby powder. Upon seeing this sight, Noahâs member got stiff as a rock and tented the bottom half of his grey sweatpants. Sofia saw it and just giggled to herself. She didnât say a word.
She then got to removing Noahâs pants and underwear, ensuring only one ankle was unbound at a time in order to take them off his legs. She fluffed the diaper for him in full view and placed it under his bottom. The stark contrast of rough mattress material without sheets to a soft, padded bottom was well appreciated by Noah, who had been consistently asking Sofia what she was planning with him. Sofia, though, kept her silence and once she knew the diaper was well placed for taping, she pulled it flat and grabbed the tube of diaper rash cream.
âYouâre probably gonna need some of this,â were the first words she had said in a few minutes, as she applied the diaper rash cream liberally to the areas between his legs that would get the most chafing.
She then grabbed the baby powder, and suddenly Sofiaâs suspicious smiling turned much more sinister.
âOh and youâre definitely going to need thisâ she said as she dumped a torrent of baby powder all over Noahâs groin.
Temporarily covered by the white smoke cloud, Sofia quickly darted to the box of medicines below the foot of the bed and grabbed a handful of suppositories she had seen when she entered the room. When the dust cloud settled and Noah could finally stop coughing, he saw what Sofia was holding in her hand, and his stomach dropped. Meanwhile, Sofia was holding at least five laxative suppositories in her hand and smiling wickedly at her sub, relishing in the fear she had inflicted upon her poor boyfriend.
âWait! Please! You're not going to give those now, right?â
Sofia still stood there holding the suppositories and said, âYeah you're right. That would be too mean, so I won't give you these ones.â
She separated three of them and placed them on the bed right next to Noah, leaving two in her hand as he continued to beg her not to give him any suppositories at all.Â
She unbound one ankle and tied it to his wrist above. Noah knew better than to try kicking his way out, but tried it anyway.
âAh ah ah!â Sofia ticked, âIf you don't listen, I'm giving you all five of them, so behave!â
Noah instantly stopped his attempts at escape. He already was worried about how two of them would be, he didn't want to even imagine how his bowels would feel trying to hold the effects of five of them.
Sofia continued tying his ankle to his wrist and did the same thing to the other side, forcing Noahâs bottom to be looking straight up into the air.
âPlease, Mama. Please don't do this.â Noah once again pleaded.
She paid no mind to his pleas and opened the remaining two and slid them into Noah's bottom and stuck her entire finger up his butt to make sure he couldn't expel it back out. When she was done with both suppositories, she lifted her finger in the air, being careful not to touch anything or get it near her face.
âI'm going to wash my hands, baby. Sit still!â she chuckled, knowing he had no other option.
Once again, she took her time going to the bathroom and waited until the water ran warm before thoroughly and meticulously washing her hands. She knew that now it was a race against time for her poor baby.
She walked back into the room, where her poor hubby was still waiting with his bottom in the air over an open diaper. She walked up and gave him a few pats on his bare bottom.
âGotta enjoy that little butt before it gets all stinky!â she teased.
Noah could start to feel his bowels changing. The pats to his bare bottom only made him more aware of that fact.
âPlease hurry up, Mommy! Itâs already starting to kick in.â Noah said, squirming against the restraints.
âAlready? Oh no, baby boy. If I were you, Iâd hold on as long as you can. Youâre not getting out of that diaper for quite a while.â
Noahâs heart sank again. He naively thought maybe she would make him mess his diaper, change him into a new one, and send him out to get the mail in a fresh one. Clearly, not only were his thoughts some wishful thinking, but she had caught him in a trap he saw no way out of, and to top it off he knew he was going to be spending an indeterminate amount of time in a messy diaper.Â
Sofia added even more baby powder to the bottom of Noahâs diaper and to his bottom. Then she brought each leg back down, and once again tied his ankles to their respective corner of the bed frame. She folded the diaper up nice and tight around his waist.
Noahâs stomach was now churning at this point. He could feel some moderate pressure that was easy enough to hold, but definitely gave him the urge to go to the bathroom. And for once, Noah was resisting the temptation to mess right then and there since he didnât know what Sofia had planned for him.
Sofia then decided it was time to release her poor sub. She walked to Noahâs left wrist and released it. Much to his dismay, however, Sofia started walking just as slow as she had when tying him up. It made every second more agonizing than the last for Noahâs poor sphincter, which was starting to quiver from the strain of holding the monster that the suppositories had awoken.
As she made her way to each leg, she gently caressed his foot and leg before slowly untying the knot she made.
âBaby, Mama has an idea.â She said as she was gently caressing his right leg. She then started untying his last bound ankle. âIf you come back dry from getting the mail, sheâll give you a naughty surprise. If not, well⊠I guess your surprise will have to wait for another time.â
Noah was so turned on yet desperate to void his bowels that the second she was done with untying the knot, Noah swung off the bed without authorization. Noah had forgotten though that his dominant hand was still tied to the bed. He immediately reached to untie it with his left hand, but quickly realized that the knot was too complex to remove with just one hand, and having only his non-dominant one available made the task even more difficult.
âGo ahead, since clearly you donât want to wait for Mommy to give you permission, untie yourself baby.â Sofia said, evidently annoyed by her subâs lack of self control.
Noah tried and tried but couldnât get the knot undone. He felt more and more pressure in his bottom, and realized he had to make a decision now: either he had to gamble and spend time he didnât have to untie himself or he had to face his Dommeâs wrath and ask for help quickly.
He also realized that he had made an even bigger mistake. Laying on the bed, there was no extra pressure on his bowels, but the minute he got up, gravity also started to substantially increase the pressure in his bowels. This made his urgency suddenly much worse and he could feel just how much his bowels were begging to release.
âMommy, Iâm sorry,â he said shakily, still trying to undo the knot with one hand.
âIâll be a good boy, can you please untie me? I donât want to get the mail in a messy diaper, someone could see me!â
Sofia just smiled. She couldnât wait to see how her little game would pan out.
âOf course baby,â she said. âJust turn around so I can get a better angle to untie you.â
Noah did as he was told, but was surprised by Sofia grabbing his free arm and spanking him three times. The last one was strong enough that Noah lost a bit of control and reminded him he was already very close to losing the battle.Â
âThat was for being a bad baby and getting up without permission,â Sofia said as she untied the last knot with ease, 15 minutes after she had inserted the suppositories. She knew the fight was going to be lost sometime soon.Â
âAlright youâre free to go now, honey. Go get the mail, and when you come back weâll see if you need a change or not.â
Noah sped off and immediately changed into his clothes, but was so distracted and rushed by the overwhelming urge to void his bowels that getting his clothes on quickly only made putting on his pants much more difficult, especially as he lifted his legs.
Once he was done, he made a horrific realization: he wore grey sweatpants. Normally, he would get attention from Sofia about how well it outlined his manhood, but this time it very visibly outlined the diaper he was wearing.
Sofia laughed, âWow, you really arenât scared to show off are you, baby?â
Noah desperately looked around for a change of clothes and found a pair of blue jeans instead. After once again fumbling to get out of his sweatpants and into jeans, he was ready to go out the door. He grabbed the keys to the mailbox, and as he was about to walk out the door, Sofia gave him a soft pull from the belt loop of his jeans. She kissed the back of his shoulder, since thatâs what was directly in front of her when they were both standing, and followed up with a teasing, âGood luck out there, baby.â
She pushed him out the door, and when Noah turned around to close the door, she just gave him a wink and closed it for him instead.
Noah quickly walked to the end of the hallway and realized he had yet another decision to make. Should he take the elevator and potentially waste time having it come up to the fifth floor, or should he take the stairs down so he could go immediately? He saw a few guys his age in New Yearâs attire drunkenly laughing, waiting for the elevator. He couldnât bear the thought of losing control in such a confined space. He pushed open the door to the stairway and bolted down the stairs.
He then immediately came to realize the consequences of his actions when the movement of jumping up and down between steps caused his sphincter to slip a few times. At this point, Noah hadnât exactly messed his diaper, but it was getting very close to that point.
When Noah got to the bottom of the staircase, he shoved the door open completely wide, to the point it smacked against the wall.
He reached his mailbox, his urgency now at an all time high. He surprised himself because he didnât know he was capable of holding it this long, but that also made him wonder how much longer could he last.
In his desperation, he messed up a few times trying to get the key in the lock, but after a couple seconds and some deep breathing, he was able to get it right, turn the lock and open the mail.
He quickly grabbed everything in it, which included some coupons, a few credit card advertisements, and a small box addressed to Sofia.
He then shut the door to the mailbox, put the keys back in his pocket, and turned back towards the stairwell, dreading the walk back up. At that moment, he heard the elevator ding, and he knew that this would be his only chance. He let the guys out that he had seen waiting for the elevator earlier, and quickly jumped in once they had all gone out. He immediately pressed the â5â button and repeatedly pressed the âDoor Closeâ button so it would go faster. His sphincter was nearly ready to give out, and he needed the fastest and smoothest ride to his floor that he could get. He was starting to sweat with how intense his bowels wanted to release.
The door started to close and Noah started to feel relieved for a brief second. He was going to make it! The door glided until it was almost closed - and suddenly a hand stopped the door from closing.
âOof, we made it! I hate waiting for the elevator,â shouted the blonde girl who had blocked Noahâs escape.
Noah froze, his face white, as eight girls also in provocative New Years outfits made their way onto the elevator. He was trapped. The first girl that walked in pushed the button for floor 3.
She then asked the others, âWhat floor are you guys going to?â
âOh, five, weâre good,â responded another.
The door glided to a complete close this time. Noah tried his best not to make eye contact with any of them, and focused all his energy on not letting go. Not here. Not now. Even though his bowels felt like they were about to give way, he held on for dear life. The excitement of a bit of public humiliation gave way to the true terror that he was about to have a really, really bad accident in a crowded elevator.
He then heard quite a lot of giggling coming from behind him. One of the girls not so secretly whispered to her friend, âSeems like someone took the âNew Years Babyâ getup a little too seriously.â
At that, most of the giggles turned into chuckling, as most of them couldnât help themselves. Impulsively, Noah reached behind his back and found his shirt tucked into his diaper as his face turned beet red. He recalled the tug that Sofia had given him before leaving. Had she purposely exposed the waistband of his diaper? It was too late now. His secret was out, but he quickly draped his shirt over the back of his diaper.
When they finally reached the third floor, only three of the girls got out. They held the door open so they could talk to the remaining five. Something about merging parties or hanging out all together. Noah couldnât make out the details of the conversation as he was on his last legs, sweating profusely.
âYou guys are more than welcome to join us too!â shouted one of the five girls still in the elevator. The brunette had been eyeing Noah up and down and couldnât keep her eyes off him, but Noah was in such desperation he hadnât noticed anything at all.
At that moment, Noah was silently praying that they let the door close so they could finally reach the fifth floor. He was sweating bullets at this point and could barely move without the threat of complete disaster looming over him.
The door closed again and when the elevator moved up, Noahâs bowels could not handle the sudden and slight change in pressure anymore.
He released a small load into the seat of his diaper before he was able to contain himself again, but the damage was done already. In the silence of the elevator, with all five girls still giggling about a grown man wearing a babyish diaper and clearly having issues holding it, they could all hear the mushy crackling that came with messing his diaper.
âOh my god!â said one of the girls, horrified. âDid he just shit his diaper?!â
âEwwwwww holy shit, youâre so gross! What the fuck?!â said another.
A slight stench filled the air in the elevator, which further emphasized what Noah had done.Â
Noah felt like he couldnât get any more embarrassed, and felt like he was going to faint. He just moved into a new apartment with his girlfriend and he had made a complete embarrassment of himself in front of residents on the very first day. He could only hope none of them actually lived here so he wouldnât have to see any of them again.
After what seemed like forever, and a ride full of girls cackling like witches at what they had just witnessed, the door finally opened to the fifth floor. To Noahâs absolute horror, the girls went the same direction he was going.
As he stopped at his door, he heard the girls laughing and walking past him where they stopped at the neighboring apartment.
âNo wayâŠâ said the blonde girl in disbelief. âThatâs your new neighbor Camila?â
The brunette that had been checking out Noah, but who was now tearing up with laughter, replied âOh man, trash day is gonna smell if thatâs the case.â
Noah tried opening the door but it was locked. He rang the doorbell frantically and knocked multiple times to get the attention of Sofia. He still desperately needed to finish the rest of his business, although by comparison it was easier to hold than it had been previously.
âDid you get the mail honey?â yelled Sofia through the door.
âYes, hurry, please let me in!â replied Noah, desperate to finish relieving himself in his own home.
Now, Noah had the girlsâ attention even more. They were interested in who he could be talking to that had sent him out in such a state, and who in their right mind would live with someone like that.
âLet me see the mail then!â Sofia yelled again.
Noah held up the box and the rest of the mail near the spyhole so Sofia could see the proof.
âDid you have an accident?â laughed Sofia through the door.
âNo, I made it!â lied Noah.
At that all the girls started laughing hard again. This was just too funny.
âNo heâs not!â howled Camila, who proceeded to laugh so hard she started crying.
Sofia, hearing that through the door, threatened Noah.
âIf youâre lying and you did have an accident, youâre gonna be out there for another 10 minutes. So Iâll ask again⊠Did. You. Have. An accident?â she emphasized clearly through the door.
Noah, bright red in embarrassment and clutching to the mail package like it was a lifejacket in an ocean of sharks, meekly responded, âYesâ.
âYesssâŠâ Sofia followed up, expecting to be addressed properly.
âYesâŠâ Noah paused, looking at the girls who were all staring at him, waiting for his answer. He gulped. âYes⊠Mommy.â
At that, the girls all laughed hysterically as they went inside the neighboring apartment to send off their year with a party and drink enough to forget what they had seen today.
Sofia opened up the door, at which point Noah barged in. He was furious at her for sending him out like that, but was also in such a desperate need to finish what he had started in the elevator.
Sofia quickly grabbed him by his belt loop as he came in, a stern look in her eye.
âYou went poopoo in your diapie honey? What a very naughty, bad baby boy. Mommy only wants wet accidents, no poopoos.â
âNo I- Itâs your faul- I couldnât-â Noah stammered, struggling to form a coherent rebuttal against his very angry Mommy.
Sofia pulled his pants down and exposed his diaper completely. She felt the front with her hands. It was still fluffy, cool, and thin⊠well, thinner than a wet one at least.
She then moved to the back and pulled the waistband back. The smell alone was a dead giveaway, but she wanted to push him even further, so she pulled down the leakguard close to where his butt met his thigh. There, it was evident beyond a shadow of a doubt that Noah had indeed made a small mess in his diaper, but Sofia knew that it was too small for it to be a full load.
She grabbed Noah by the hand before he could say anything and led him to the bedroom once again, where she positioned herself between Noah and a full-length mirror propped against the wall. She rotated around him, looked at him through the mirror, and whispered in his ear, âGet on your knees, baby. Mommyâs not done with you.â
Noah did as he was instructed, still profusely embarrassed by his loss of control in an elevator full of girls his and his girlfriendâs age, and knowing it wasnât over was like a high more powerful than any drug he could take.
Sofia positioned her foot behind his back and shoved him forward so he was on all hours, and Noah immediately looked up to keep maintaining eye contact with her through the mirror.
âNow youâre going to mess your diaper, baby,â she said, pulling out her phone. âAnd I want to see both your cute little bottom explode and your adorable wittle face as you make your poopoos.â
Noah couldnât take it anymore. He had spent the last twenty minutes in such a state of pressure he just needed to feel relief. So he let go.
A very loud wave of mush filled his diaper to near capacity, bulging the diaper out sideways under his legs, and a disgusting smell invaded the room.
âOof! Oh my⊠You really are a stinky boyâ laughed Sofia. âGood thing I found these in your box of ABDL stuff.â
She held up a pair of plastic pants that had a small chain around the waist.
âThis should cover the smell for a little bit until weâre sure youâve gotten it all out of your system.â
She made Noah get up and helped him get the plastic pants on. Being bent down to help his legs in the hole, her face was close to his very soiled diaper, which disgusted Sofia but also turned her on quite a bit. Once she had gotten it secured around his waist, she pulled out a small lock she had been hiding in her pocket and locked it behind his back.
âSince you had an accident before coming home baby, youâll be getting a punishment instead of a reward,â she explained. âI think, since itâs only like nine thirty, that you should keep your messy diaper on until the new year.â
âWhat?!â cried Noah, now desperately trying to get his diaper and diaper cover off. âYouâre gonna make me stay like this for like two hours?!â
âWell of course, silly boy. Your diaper may be poopy, but you havenât even wet it yetâ
âI can change that,â retorted Noah, instantly wetting himself.
âAwe, thatâs cute honey but we both know that diaper can hold a lot more. But donât worry, Mommy is going to help you with that.â
She grabbed his hand and led him by the hand to the kitchen this time, where she had prepared some drinks for New Yearâs festivities. Out on the countertop was an ice bucket with a bottle of champagne and two champagne flutes. Additionally, she had a variety of beers, liquors, and sodas to use as mixers. In his desperation to finish, and the embarrassment he had received outside his apartment, he had completely missed it on his way in.
âI think youâll find that by midnight tonight, youâll have quite the dirty diaper that will be ready to be changed,â Sofia explained.
She and Noah proceeded to drink the night away together while watching the New Years festivities proceed. As the night went on, Noah unfortunately had a near-constant reminder of his embarrassment as the girls next door became more rowdy and were becoming so loud he could hear them through the wall they shared near their bedroom. Sometimes, he thought he could hear some of them making comments about dirty diapers here and there, and the occasional knock on the wall made it more and more apparent that they were not ready to forget the poopy diaper they had been witness to. If only they could see the state of it nowâŠ
As the night approached midnight, fireworks were going off left and right across the city, and Sofia and Noah had a great view to see them all. They could likely hear them better than everyone else too, since Sofia had to open the window to let some of Noahâs biohazardous fumes escape their small apartment.
â3⊠2⊠1⊠Happy New Year!â they heard through the wall and on the TV.
âHappy New Year, my big stinky baby,â teased Sofia.
âHappy New Year to you too, Mommy,â replied Noah, kissing her deeply. The entire ordeal had been a roller coaster and with a decent amount of alcohol in his system, he was beyond turned on by what his girlfriend had put him through.
He pulled back and asked, âBy the way, what was the box in the mail?â
Sofia got all excited and did a small clap.
 âOh yeah! I forgot! It was a present for you. I wanted to give you a new present both to celebrate the new year and as a housewarming gift from me!â
She went to the box and opened it, but Noah couldnât see much from where he was sitting on the couch.
âI wanted something that will reinforce our bond not only as girlfriend-and-boyfriend, but as Mommy-and-baby.â
Sofia dangled a bag in front of Noahâs face.
âI got you a chastity cage, you dirty boy. And starting after this diaper change, youâre going to be wearing it whenever I want.â
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