Padded Boy

NSFW +18 no minors. I've been wearing nappies for as long as I can remember! This is my blog of things I like.

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Mummy had sent him away on a three month Summer Camp. As soon as he'd been shown around, Jonathon thought the setup was a little strange. There was a large multiple nappy changing table slap bang in the middle of the male toilet block and a room full of cribs next to the sleeping accomodation. Moreover, all the participants were older male teens just like himself and the staff were all female.

Today's activity was just as bizarre. The boys were dressed in nappies and had to sneak back to the 'base' undetected. A number of them lost their shorts when they failed the first round and when the final whistle blew Jonathon was still crawling through the woods a good few hundred metres away from home base.

Shortly after, he and three other loosers of the game found themselves on the large changing table getting their sodden nappies attended to while the other boys laughed and jeered as they went about their showers.

Tomorrow's game didn't sound any better. It was musical high chairs and the first four to get out would be eating their meals strapped in them for the remainder of the camp.

Strangely, Jonathan had the distinct feeling he'd be sleeping in one of the cribs in the not too distant future as well...

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Up until this point it had just been subtle nuances. The slight wiff of a childlike fragrance, an underlying smell of stale urine, or his deliberate skipping of college PE class. But as Jonathons friends secretly entered his private dorm room next to the campus nurses quarters, with the intention of finding out more, the penny dropped.

Two things happened as Marcus, Robbie and Jess puzzled over the small corner bed decked out as a nappy changing table.

Firstly, and quite abruptly, an adjoining door swung open into the room catching Jess' foot limiting its opening range and effectively forming a division between the three friends and whoever was coming through the door.

Secondly, a naked body was thrust into the room and steered towards the bed.

"Come on Jonathon, let's get your nappy on and get you ready for bed. I've got your bottle warming but you can have milkies from my breast as a treat for being such a good boy in... Oh, who are you three?"

No more than a minute later Jonathon was laying on his back, legs in the air, his dummy in his mouth and his cheeks flushed crimson in embarrassment. While Robbie and Marcus had their phones out, having refused the nurses request to help out, Jess and the nurse were busy applying baby talc and taping Jonathon into the shamefully thick plastic nappy.

"Now if you're any kind of friends" the nurse began, "I'm sure Jonathon would appreciate you keeping his bedwetting problems between the five of us. After all, he's got another three years at college and his Step Mother give me strict instructions he's to be kept babied the entire time."

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"Mom, please can I pull my pants up before Hannah gets round?"

"No! Maybe your girlfriend seeing you in baby diapers is just the kind of punishment you need. Then maybe you won't act so infantile in the future."

"Y-yes Mommy."

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There's only one place for pissy pampers round here, and that's wrapped around your bottom Jonathon!

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Daddy was greated by Jonathon's semi naked form asleep and spralled across the bed when he returned home. As he quietly stripped off his soiled work clothes he gazed at the narrow fitting medical diaper bunched between Jonathon's pale cheeks his cock already pressing against his sweaty underwear in anticipation of the next few minutes.

The movement on the bed made Jonathon stir and the firm hands on his hips, dragging him onto his knees, elicited a moan of protest into his dummy gag. Daddy slipped a hand between Jonathon's legs to feel the damp padding he knew he'd find. Luckily the nappy had kept the bed sheets dry, which had been Daddy's main concern that morning, particularly as he normally kept his boi in an assortment of colourful, babyish, ultra thick nappies.

Jonathon whimpered, his tongue compressed by the bulbous rubber teat, desperately trying to shake free his dream filled mind. He felt a hand on the back of his head pushing his face into the pillow. He knew what was coming, he'd been promised it this morning but the rip of the nappy tapes from around his waist and the rush of cool air around his damp ball sack heightened the impending violation.

"I know you want this," Daddy whispered, rubbing his thick member along Jonathon's smooth crack, pausing at his puckered hole.

Jonathon shook his head in protest and tried to pull away. Gripping Jonathon's narrow hips, Daddy pressed home the point, all seven inches of it.

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A Birthday Pampering

Recent birthdays for Jonathan had become an occasion for disappointment rather than the enjoyment they'd once been.

Last night, Mummy had put him onto one of the new "Pampers EC" range of nappies. The EC stood for "Early Cuckold". They weren't much different to the standard range - the same super absorbant core, maximum swell and enforced waddle, but the usual style of cute animals had been dropped in favour of a simplified, and more appropriate, adult themed wording.

He was still laying in his cot well into the morning, the bulk of multiple wettings and his morning poop now plastered across his backside. Breakfast had consisted of finger food and three bottles of formula, then the same for lunch, all still from the confines of his cot.

Finally, at around 4pm and feeling throughly dejected on his special day, mummy returned to his room. Ignoring his swollen nappy she pulled a t-shirt over his head, fastened his reins around his chest and led him down the stairs to pause in front of the dining room door. Pushing it open with her left hand she placed the other on his padded bottom and propelled him through the door.

"Supprise!"

The chorus of shouts, whistles and general cheer assaulted his vulnerability, the content of a party popper fell across his shoulder, as eight of his friends faced him from around the dining room table.

As quickly as the cacophony of sound had erupted, an awkward silence fell across the room.

"Oh my god!" Someone blurted, spitting out their last mouthful of Fanta.

"Is that a nappy?" Someone else asked.

A snigger came from two others.

"Phew! Has someone farted... No way! Have you pooped your..?"

"I think he looks... cute?" Sarah said trying to break the tension.

Jonathon covered his face with both hands and stood rooted to the spot, wishing the ground would swallow him up as a couple more demeaning comment were fired towards him.

"Quiet! Quiet, everyone!" Mummy said raising her voice above the escalating laughter. "It's Jonathons nineteenth birthday as you know but it's also time for you to know that he still wears nappies!"

"Oh my god, I gave him a blow..." Cindy whispered out loud, her mouth working faster than her brain could compute.

"Well Cindy, I'm sure we didn't need to know that," Mummy chirped back "but if you want to continue dating him, then it's about time he was open with you. In fact all of you. Now Jonathon, what have you got to tell your friends?"

Jonathon's face was a deep shade of crimson. The humiliation of standing in front of his friends in little more than his bulging pampers was overwhelming.

"I..." his throat was dry and his tongue had stuck to the top of his mouth.

"Come on Jonathon, we talked about this, last week"

"But I didn't know you meant like this! In front of my..."

"Do you need a spanking?"

"No mummy!"

"Come on then!"

"I... I'm a big baby and I wear nappies..."

"And?"

"...and I pee and poop...", he paused again, hesitating.

"AND!"

"And... and I make... stickies in them!" Jonathon squeaked, his voice breaking as tears of shame rolled down his face.

Sarah rushed to his side to console him.

"It's ok Mrs Alexander, I can help. I'm taking childcare at college and we cover this kind of stuff all the time. Well, maybe not quite like this, but still..." she paused, her voice trailing off then a moment later piped up enthusiastically. "Transferable skills, you know!"

"Well, now he's said hello, I think I ought to change his dirty nappy. We don't want him stinking out the place while we're all eating dinner! If you're happy to help Sarah, let's change him next door shall we."

"I'm not missing this for the world!" Robbie said grabbing his phone.

"You're gross" Alex replied putting down his peanut butter sandwich.

"Where are the spare nappies, Mrs Alexander? And do you have wipes and powder and all that stuff?" Sarah asked, shooting a sideways smirk at Cindy, "and 'stickies' are what I think they are, aren't they?"

(The brilliant Nappy stickers are courtesy of @crinklebuttart )

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Jonathon pulled aside the shower curtain and reached for the towel. Mummy had been in the bathroom while he was showering, his personal privacy a long distant memory, and there, sitting in the middle of the floor was a single, solitary item that made his heart drop in an instant.

He'd found it in himself to vaguely relate to the baby blue, bright greens and yellows of his current wardrobe. Even the nappies were just an extension of his early years. But this. This pink, frilly, puffy item of repulsiveness, looking so cute and innocent, make him feel dizzy with nausea.

"Look, they can go up and down just like your old big boy pants!" Mummy said enthusiastically, as he shuffled his feet through the stretched leg bands a moment later.

He felt the last vestiges of manliness slip away as she pulled them up around his waist, turning over the top and pulling at the leg gatherers to expose the frilly detail. She pushed the pink teated dummy between his compliant lips as a tear overspilled and rolled down his cheek.

"Now, these aren't as thick as your current pampers, so I'll need to change you more frequently. It's super easy though, I can just pop them down and pull up a fresh one in its place in a jiffy!"

"But what about my dungarees" Jonathon blubbed wrestling with the practicality of her reasoning while being utterly consumed with the shame of standing in front of his mother in a pair or girly padded knickers.

"Oh don't worry about that darling, you'll be wearing a skirt in place of your shorts from now on!"

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"Yes, we are going to the park and yes, you are going to wear your nappy. We're going on a picnic darling. And just so you know I've invited Mrs Jenkins, Sarah's mother, as well.

We've got lots to discuss, so while we're eating, you're going to sit quietly in your pampers with your bib on and eat your baby food.

No, it's the local park. We'll be going somewhere fairly secluded but people are still going to see you sweetie. Yes, you are going to use your nappy and yes I am going to change you in front of Sarah's mother while we're there."

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A Work Experience

Understandably, he thought "a company spanking" was just a metaphor his colleagues used for being reprimanded by the boss. And he'd paid no attention to the term "Removal of toilet privileges" when he signed his contract.

The serious error he'd made in the clients spreadsheet had lead him to fifteen minutes of humiliation at the weekly sales meeting. It was only then, draped over the bosses stockinged knee, his pants round his ankles and in front of the rest of the junior clerks, that he found out that a company spanking meant exactly that.

It was also only a few moments later that he found himself on his back, on the meeting room table, having his toilet privileges forcibly removed.

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Mummy encourages diaper humping for naughty little boys.

She'd given him two minutes on this occasion.

He lasted fifty seconds before he was making stickies in his soggy pampers. And it was all over in one minute thirty.

That's why Mummy keeps him in nappies.

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There was only one way out from under the leafy canopy that morning. Mummy had planned it that way right from the start. "Meet me at the play park" she'd said, removing his shorts and shoving him down the woodland path, ""I'll have your changing mat and a fresh nappy ready for you there."

Jonathon was torn. Stay in the woods all day in his budging, stinky, night-time nappy or walk across the neatly manicured gardens to the café and play park on the far side.

Reality only presented one option. That was to subject himself to fifteen minutes of shame and humiliation as he'd waddle his way across the open park, through a bunch of onlookers and beg mummy for a public nappy change.

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"Wake up sleepy head. Time to get ready for our trip out to the shops"

"Right let's check your nappy. Are you still dry? Have you been a big boy? Let's pop your pyjamas down and have a look shall we?"

"Oh. You look a little wet down there darling. Arms up so I can have a better look"

"Oh you're wet! Well I guess it was to be expected. You had such a big bottle of milk last night didn't you! Ok let's..."

*Snif, sniff*

"Have you... Turn around Jonathon..."

"Oh sweetheart! Have you done a big poopies as well! Have you filled your nappy? Bend over let's get a proper look shall we"

"Oh my! What a big stinky mess you've made back there! I'm so glad I put you in the thicker nappies last night. I'm not sure your usual ones would have held all that poopies!

"Chloe! Chloe! Can you get another pack of the super thick nappies out of the cupboard and bring them into your brothers beadroom, please."

"I think I'm going to have to put you in these to go out in as well, we don't want any leaks now do we. No!"

"Chloe! Where are you? I think I might need a hand changing him as well. It looks like your brother's not going to be back in big boy pants for quite a while yet!"

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Jonathon was hot and tired. The afternoon walk had gone on far too long and Mummy's insistence on keeping him hydrated had left him with a desperately drooping diaper.

As the swollen plastic chafed against his thighs, he let out a little wimper, partly in pain but mainly in the hope of some sympathy.

"Come on then, hop up here into the bench so I can check your nappy" Mummy said, as the path broadened into a picnic area under the canopy of leafy oak trees.

"Oh my you are a wet little boy aren't you!" she exclaimed cupping the weight of the padding between his legs, giving it a good squeeze.

"And", she paused for dramatic effect whilst tugging at his waist band and directing herself towards the young couple several tables away, "VERY, VERY DIRTY!"

"Ok on your back, legs up. Have you done a big poopies in your nappy Jonathon?" she said, again rather too loudly, whilst looking straight at him and smooshing the back of his nappy around.

"Yes, mummy, I've done big poopies and big wee wee"s in my nappy, like a big baby", his cheaks flushing with shame as he repeated the sentence he knew mummy wanted to hear, trying desperately to keep his voice low enough for the couple not to hear.

"Turn over Jonathon, onto your tummy, that's it. Now remind me, when did you last make stickies in ypur nappy?"

He gulped, a wave of humiliation washing straight over him. "Thirty three days ago mummy"

"Well, how about you show me what a big boy you are, eh?" She said bringing her face closer to his ear and placing a hand on his upturned bottom.

"Hump Jonathon, go on. Hump your dirty, filthy wet nappy, right here, right now, and don't you dare ever squeak for a nappy change again!" She whispered, her sweet seductive voice, sending him into a whirlwind of shame, humiliation and his little cock to become instantly erect inside his damp confines.

"But, there's people..."

"I dont care Jonathon, only big boys ask for a nappy change, and you're not a big boy. Now I want you to make cummies in your nappy, and you've got thirty three seconds to do it.."

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