Miss Amanda reached into her bag with a knowing smirk, the rustling of plastic and crinkles filling the quiet air. Steve sat frozen on the bed, legs clenched together, his face burning hot as he clutched his teddy close. His big boy pants were gone. Stripped away. And now…
Now Miss Amanda was taking something out.
Mommy tilted her head curiously, watching as her guest pulled out a thick, pristine white nappy, unfolding it with a flick of her wrist. The soft padding billowed open, its thickness unmistakable as Miss Amanda smoothed her hands over the surface, inspecting it.
“I always bring my favorites for first-timers,” she mused, giving the padding an approving squeeze. “So absorbent. So thick. And of course, soft as can be.”
Mommy reached out, her fingers brushing against the inside. A little hum of interest escaped her lips. “Oh, it is soft,” she said, pressing it between her hands, rubbing the material together. “No wonder so many boys end up loving these.”
Miss Amanda chuckled knowingly. “Oh, they don’t have a say in it,” she said smoothly, lifting the nappy toward Mommy. “But yes, once they’ve been properly trained, they do become quite … infatuated wit them. No more silly big boy thoughts. No more peepee on the toilet seat. Just softness and security, right where they belong.”
Mommy took the nappy, holding it up in both hands. It looked so big. Steve swallowed hard, his stomach twisting as he watched her inspect it.
She ran a finger along the waistband, then traced the little leak guards with interest before smiling. “And it’s adorable, too,” she cooed. “I bet my Stevie will look just precious in this.”
Steve whimpered softly, shrinking in on himself.
Mommy turned to him, still holding the nappy in her hands. “What do you think, baby?” she asked sweetly, stepping closer. “It’s so nice, isn’t it? So much better than those silly big boy pants.”
Steve opened his mouth. He should say something. He should protest. He should shake his head and tell her no.
But instead, he just sat there, clutching his teddy, lips trembling slightly as his eyes flickered between Mommy’s expectant gaze and the thick padding she now held up for him.
“Well, well,” she purred, amusement lacing her voice. “He’s trained quite well already.”
Mommy blinked at her. “Oh?”
Miss Amanda nodded, smirking as she gave Steve a knowing look. “Most boys… well, they get stiffies when they’re undressed,” she explained smoothly. “I can’t tell you how many boys I’ve had to correct.”
Mommy hummed, glancing down at Steve, who immediately turned redder, squeezing his teddy tighter. “Oh no,” she cooed, stroking his hair. “My little Stevie doesn’t have those problems.”
Miss Amanda raised a brow. “Oh?”
Mommy giggled, running her fingers down Steve’s cheek. “He’s so well-behaved, aren’t you, baby?” she murmured, her voice dripping with praise. “He doesn’t get those silly things anymore.”
Miss Amanda’s smirk widened. “Impressive,” she mused, giving Mommy an approving nod. “You’ve done such a good job with him.”
Mommy beamed. “Thank you,” she said sweetly, before turning back to Steve. “Now, sweetheart…” She lifted the nappy again, gently tapping it against his knee.
“Let’s get you all nice and snug, hmm?”
Steve whimpered, but he didn’t fight.
He just clutched his teddy tighter…
As Mommy unfolded the nappy in her hands.
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