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Uh-oh. Mama's got that special grin on her face again…
I'm staring up at her from the suds of my bubble bath, watching as she draws near with a twinkle in her eye and two folded rectangles of babyhood in her hands. "Hey there, baby," she coos, placing that subtle but oh-so-tingle-inducing emphasis on the final word. "Look what Mama brought you tonight! Do you know what these are, sweetie?"
God, this woman knows how to push my buttons! My voice is already a trifle shaky as I blink up into her merry eyes. "They're, they're diapers, Mama…" "They are, aren't they?" she beams, glancing appraisingly over each and then back at me. "Such a smart baby! Now, then: Mama has a little game she wants to play, sweetie. You like games, don't you?"
"Uh-huh," I quaver reluctantly, wary of precisely what sort of game – and what consequences – might lie in wait for me. But Mama clearly is going to play with me regardless, and, well… why deny here something she's going to take anyway?
"Tell me, baby," she smiles, holding the two diapers up before me. "Which one do you think is prettier?" Prettier? I stare at the contrasting choices, the pink cartoonish sweetness of the BunnyHopps alongside the prim, professional, navy-blue stripes of the Abena. "Umm… dat one," I gesture at the first, even as I wonder if I'm making a mistake. Is this a trick question?
"Yeah? You think the pink bunny one is prettier? Good choice, baby!" Mama enthuses, glancing down brightly at the offerings. "Now, then. Which one do you want Mama to put you in tonight?"
"Dat one!" I'm emphatic with my pointing finger, wanting there to be zero doubt of my choice. No pink bunnies for me! I'm a boy, after all! But even as I point, Mama is already cocking her head in surprise. "Hmm, really? That's so strange, baby! Why wouldn't you want to wear the pretty one tonight?"
"'Cause- 'cause it's girly," I assure her in no uncertain terms. "Really? What makes it girly, honey? Which one would a little girl baby wear?" But it's so obvious, Mama! "Da pink one! 'Cause it's pink- an' it has a bunny- an'- an' stuff…" I finish lamely, but she's already giggling at my logic. "Baby, you're so silly! There are lots of boy bunnies, sweetie. And lots of boys wear pink shirts, even great big grown-up men! So just because you're a boy doesn't mean you don't wear pink things, you silly baby…"
"Bu- but-" I begin, but Mama cuts off my protests with a knowing grin. " Then again, maybe you're right, baby. Maybe as soon as I'd put this pretty pink diaper on you, you'd actually turn into a little girl! Aww, wouldn't that be so fun, sweetie? We'd put you to bed in a nice frilly onesie, and tomorrow we'd get you a sweet little dress and some hair ribbons, and we'd put your hair up in the sweetest little pigtails…"
"N-no! Please Mama, noo!" I wail, and she bursts into a gale of laughter at my panicked expression. "No? You're sure, sweetie?" "Yes, yes," I babble, splashing in my anxiety at the terrifying thought of being dressed up like one of those sissy babies I've seen online. "Please, Mama, please don't-"
"But girly things are cute, sweetie! I know you'd look absolutely precious in a cute, pink diaper tonight," Mama giggles, and then bends closer with a suddenly conspiratorial whisper. "Tell you what, baby. If you ask Mama nicely to put you in this girly bunny diaper tonight, she promises to let you suck on her boobies before bedtime."
Wha- Ooh, Mama, you're- you're mean! Mama knows precisely how much I long for those special times when she pulls me close to her warm breast, when I open my mouth and accept her tantalizing nipple and feel myself transported back into the infantile world of wordless pleasure and bliss. It's quite possibly the most intense and intimate kind of play we do. And if all I have to do is- is wear the bunnies…
She merely laughs at my confused, longing expression and plants a kiss on my blushing face as her voice drops into the husky register of a no-nonsense mommy domme. "Say it, baby. Beg Mama for the bunnies. Beg her to put you in the pretty, pink, girly dipie. Beg her for it, and tell her nice and loud about just how much you want it…"
I can't deny it. Even though I shiver at the thought of the girly, pink humiliation that will soon be wrapped around me, there is no question in my mind about what my choice will be… and so I open my mouth to form those shameful words. "Please, Mama… please, can- can I wear the bunnies? I- I want the pink bunnies, Mama… I want a pretty pink dipie so bad…"
Say what you will, but my Mama knows exactly how to play a game.
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a fantasy
you come home after a long day out with your caregiver, by this point your diaper is definitely soaked, and your cg has been teasing you the whole time about how much of a potty pants you are. you can barely wait to get in the door before you start begging them for a change, tugging on their sleeve, and giving them your best puppy dog eyes.
you think it’s worked, as they sigh, putting down their bags, and taking your hand as they lead you to the changing table. they lay you down, pat your diaper, teasing you a little more, before pulling out a fresh diaper to change you into. but then they slip the new diaper under your already crinkly, soaked bottom, and before you can even protest, they pop your paci into your mouth, telling you that they know what’s best for their little baby. they tape you up, the fresh diaper pulling the soaked one snug against you.
they help you up, slipping you out of your boring big clothes and into your jammies. then they lead you to your crib, lifting you in, kissing your forehead, telling you that you’re clearly tired from all that walking and you definitely need a nap, at least until dinnertime! the last thing you see is your caregiver locking the crib shut and walking out of the room, jingling the keys in their hand, leaving you to enjoy your little nap~
It is definitely different when you are not in control of changing your diapers when you want them changed. Sometimes being kept in a diaper longer is a reward, other times it is a punishment, but it is always someone elses decision and responsibility. Babies often wear their wet diapers longer than they think they should, but have to remember that mommy knows best.
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