"That wasn't just a cocktail" your wife says, flashing an evil grin towards you as she gently sits on the counter of the kitchen island.
Swallowing the last of the Old Fashioned she had just made, you lock eyes with her, confused. "What do you mean?"
Her expression turns gravely serious. "You don't want to give me any children, so I figured out an alternative solution. You can be the baby."
Baffled by what she had just said you begin to laugh. "What?" you say chuckling to yourself. "What are you talking abou-"
Your speech is suddenly cut off by a rush of vertigo swirling all around you. You panic as a sense of descent overwhelms you.
"Jess!" you exclaim, disoriented. "What's happening?"
"You just drank a shrinking potion. You're going to be my little baby" she says, igniting a devilish smile at you.
An incredulous anxiety washes over you as you feel the world growing around you, sending a shock of adrenaline and fear through your veins. Feeling tears forming in your eyes you reach to towards your wife pleading to her, yelling "Help me!"
You continue falling, the world growing and growing as it slowly begins to darken. You vaguely see your wife through the clouded vision of your gigantic kitchen as she smiles, laughing, looking down at you. The world fades away and you lose consciousness.
You awaken in a pristine white room, unfamiliar and surreal. Adjusting your vision, the surroundings slowly come into focus and you recognize where you are: the guest room. Beside you stands an enormous bed. Its grey sheeted mattress towering above you. Ahead, your gaze follows the height of a massive white structure with a cage like shape. Your eyes widen as you realize the white wooden barred walls aren't a cage, but a crib! The crib is full of stuffed animals and various bedding. You had no idea where it came from.
A wave of unease floods over you and your heart races as you scan the room, landing on another intimidating sight to your left. A colossal white dresser stands tall, crowned with a pale mat adorned with Winnie the Pooh motifs clearly indicating it was a changing table. Neatly arranged beside it are several prominent red boxes with the white embezzled logo, "Huggies Size 7" inscribed on them.
"What the hell" you ask yourself, confused.
A sense of dread washes over you as you realize your position. You aren't standing or sitting but are suspended in the middle of a giant, colorful plastic tabletop suspended by bungee cords from several posts. Mounted to the tray in front of you are several spinning safari themed toddler toys and you realize you're in a baby bouncer!
You press your feet down, instinctively attempting to free yourself, only to find that they barely graze the floor. Straining, you manage to lift yourself momentarily before descending, causing a gentle bouncing motion. Cold sweat begins to bead over you as you realize you can't get out. Frustrated, you pound on the jumper's tray, becoming acutely aware of a snug, cushioned sensation around your lower half. With trepidation, you glance down, momentarily distracted by the white t-shirt adorned with a Tigger emblem wrapped around your chest, only to confirm your suspicions. Wrapped securely around you is an oversized diaper embellished with infantile patterns.
"Noo!" you begin to cry out, desperately thrashing against the plastic contraption, resulting in you just bouncing up and down more. Tears begin to stream down your face as you realize the shrinking potion had done its job. Looking down at your hands, you begin to cry more as you acknowledge their small, shrunken state. You still felt yourself, spotting the arm hair on your arms, and the similar contours of the muscles of your forearms. Your body was the same, but had shrunken several times smaller.
You continue to cry as the sound of a door opening behind you causes you to pause, and you strain yourself to turn around, locking eyes with Jess as she strolls in the room, wearing a short red dress, gleefully smiling at you.
"He's awake!" she says in a mocking tone.
"Jess please!" you cry out, bouncing in desperation, feeling the thick diaper against your backside.
"Nuh uh uh" she says, waving her finger as she kneels over you, her cleavage enveloping your view. "That's mommy from now on. You will call me", pausing, "mom-mee. Say it with me."
Angrily shaking your head, you're furious at your situation, unable to move, locked in a diaper with Jess standing over you, mocking you.
"Aw" she coos. "That's ok, you'll get use to it very quickly I'm guessing" she says with a laugh as she walks to the bed. "Now I'm glad you're awake because I thought mommy and baby could have their first outing to the park today. What do you think?"
Continuing trying to lift yourself out you kick your legs in anger and growl as she pulls up two pieces of clothing from the bed. "I'm glad I saved these. What does baby want to wear? The striped one or the other one?" Holding them in front you, you see two toddler sized overalls with shirts on hangers.
Wailing you cry out, "Jess please I don't want to be a baby! Pl-" You're suddenly cut off by a spasm in your belly causing you to freeze. A loud grumble courses through your gut as you realize your bowels were quickly shifting, sending a shock up your spine. You don't move, not sure what to do as the growing feeling to poop rolls through your guts. Feeling blood rush to your face as you begin blushing. A pulsing tingling feeling begins emanating from your bladder as well and you realize you have to pee too. Everything was going catastrophically wrong.
Jess turns, looking down at you. "You got quiet, what's wrong?" Almost immediately her expression changes as you see her realize what was happening.
"Is my little man using his diapy wipey?" she says mockingly, cooing at you.
Shaking your head, you don't know what do to. You look up at her with a pleading face.
Laughing, she puts her hands on her hips. "Someone is making mommy a surprise isn't he? Well you should know that the nice lady that sold me the potion told me that incontinence is a likely side effect, so in our case it should work perfectly".
Panicking, you brace yourself as a cramp begins to rumble through your gut, causing you to grab the sides of the bouncer tray. Suddenly, you feel your rectum begin to spasm, involuntarily puckering over and over as you feel your insides shifting. You desperately try to stop it, straining with all your might but your sphincter muscles feel utterly weak and unresponsive. The spasms continue as several loud farts begin popping and erupting into the diaper as your pressurized bowels force them out. Flushed, you close your eyes and begin bucking your hips desperately trying to stop the involuntary voiding about to happen.
"Nooo.." you groan tightening your grip.
Without warning the mass of a giant log of poop pushes through your flaccid rectum, forcing its way out and spreading your anus open. You groan as it pushes its way out, smashing between your butt cheeks and into the back of the diaper making a loud crinkling noise as the diaper shifts to accommodate it. You groan more as the force of the movement tightens your hips, making you lean forward into the bouncer tray while tightly nestling your butt against the seat, smashing the mess firmly against your skin. The diaper wrapped around your butt does nothing to conceal the putrid smell of dirty diaper now engulfing you, mixing with the sweet smell of baby powder. The smell ignites memories of the white walled daycare center you had spent your childhood in, with its permanent stench of dirty diapers and nursery smells. Now instead of babies in the nursery making the dirty diapers, it was you, curled over in a Huggies diaper loading the back of it with poop.
Sprawled against the plastic top, you feel the pressure of your backside continuing to ache as the poop is smashed against the back of your diaper. Straining, you see Jess kneel in front of you, sitting down on a small stool with a disgusted look on her face.
"Good thing I got the diapers with the blowout protection, that smells so bad!" waving her hand in front of her face making a wretching noise.
"Noo!" you wail, the pressure overwhelming you as you lift your diapered butt off the seat of the bouncer. Grunting, you close your eyes again and flinch as an explosion of runny mush shoots out of your anus, spilling into the diaper with a disgusting squelching noise as it jams into every corner of diaper. You're immediately worried of it spilling out of the diaper but can't do anything to stop the convulsion of poop. Several more spurts violently erupt into the back of the diaper, causing it to droop more and more. The sticky mud like mess is now plastered over your entire groin.
Finally the pressure begins to lessen and you feel yourself relaxing, a blanket of ease washing over you. You slightly push the last bit of poop out, feeling it drop into the diaper when the tingling in you bladder comes back. Apathetic from the whole experience you sit back, smashing the sordid diaper against your backside as you let go and begin to flood the diaper with urine. The sensation is wonderful and you feel the diaper swelling between your thighs as the hot liquid gushes out. Finally the pressure fades and you look to Jess, completely humiliated at what had happened.
"All done?" she asks, eyebrow raised.
You slowly nod, feeling more tears welling up in your eyes.
"Let's check that diaper then" she hums as she wraps her hands under your arms, enveloping your chest with her gigantic grip. You see her face shift to a look of horrified disgust as she blurts "Oh my god!"
Before you can react she sits you down on the floor, standing you on your feet. You look down and realize what she was upset about. The entire diaper was a patchy, bloated discoloration of brown from the mess you had just deposited. Dripping down your legs are several streaks of poop with the leg gatherers of the diaper completely overloaded, spilling out of the diaper. More tears begin streaming down your face as you wail "I'm sorry!" Not sure what to do, you feel the infantile urge to jam your thumb in your mouth. Sucking on it you look up at Jess.
"Well she said the first bowel movement would be bad, with your size changing so much. Guess I should have double diapered you or something." Jess says, looking down at you with a grimace. Shaking her head, she steps back towards the adjacent wall where a large poster is hung against it. Covered in Sesame Street characters, the calendar like grid has the words "Poop and Pee" at the top, nestled next to Big Bird.
"Looks like you did both a number one and a number two" Jess says in a playful tone, pulling a pair of brown and yellow stars off a large sticker pad. She sticks them on first block of the calendar and turns to you as you hear the distinctive sound of her smart phone ringing.
"Of course" she says, sighing as she pulls the phone out, nestling it against her head as she answers"
You continue to stand, sucking on your thumb as the overwhelming stench of your diaper fills your nostrils. It was beginning to itch. You desperately needed out of the diaper.
"Tricia, hi!" Jess says, looking at you. "What are you doing?" she pauses. "Yes, he's here and yes he took it". Nodding she smiles towards you. "Well he needs his diaper changed, but why don't you come over now and I can show you." She laughs and says "Okay see you soon" as she ends the call.
Your heart drops in your chest and your thumb pops out of your mouth in shock.
"Why is Tricia coming over?!" you plead, stomping your feet as you feel the saggy diaper drooping between your legs.
"You'll just have to wait and see now won't you?" Jess says, walking towards you. "Now let's get that diaper changed".
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