# My Wittle Baby Forever Part 1

I yawned and turned over to find my diaper, wet and soggy like it always is. My big, baggy PJ bottoms were a little damp. I stretched and scratched my muscular chest and sat up. I wished Callie were here. She was so good at taking care of me. The stench of stale urine filled the room. I got up, showered and put a clean diaper on. Once I was dressed, I was supposed to meet Ben at the mall. We might hit the movies later. He'd take Eliza, his girlfriend. Callie was in Montreal, Ontario, and Toronto for Spring Break. Oh I wanted her to touch me. I wanted to kiss her all over. That won't happen for a while now. A whole 9 days. That's the longest that we've been apart while we were together.

My older brother Jackson dropped me off at the mall (my mom made him take me). I moped inside and went to the food court where I was supposed to meet Ben. "Hey man," he waved and I slowly walked over to him and sighed. I sat down and put my head in my hands. He was grinning at me like a dork and just standing there. "What?!" I said aggravated. He stepped to the left and I saw a beautiful Callie smiling at me. I grinned from ear to ear. "Hey baby," she said sexily smiling at me. I ran up to her and hugged her. She placed her hands on my diapered butt and squeezed. I kissed her neck and she giggled. Callie turned me around and put her finger in the waistband of my diaper, pulling it back so she could see if it was messy. That attracted attention, but I didn't care. As long as she was here. She patted my butt. "Good boy, all clean." she smiled. I loved when she called me 'baby' or congratulated me. I wanted to be her little baby forever. "Hey lovebirds, I'm gonna go and meet Eliza at the fountain. At 3 we're gonna catch a flick, you're welcome to come," Ben said. I nodded. We sat on a bench and I asked her "Why didn't you go to Canada?" "Are you kidding? I would have missed my wittle baby too much while I was gone!" she smiled. "I bet you are hungry; I'll go get some lunch, you wait right here and don't you move a muscle!" she kissed me gently and walked over to get some Chinese food. My stomach growled. I fidgeted. 'Dammit, why can't I wait for her to get back!' I thought. Some teenage girls sat on the bench that I was on and smiled at me flirtily. I felt myself turn red as I let out a wet fart. A girl scrunched her nose and walked away. One said "Gross," and followed. I crossed my legs tightly. Callie came back, "Baby, let's go get a table," she said. "I...Can't," I grunted. She knew what was happening and smiled slightly. "Oh, is my wittle hunny bunny gonna make a messy poopie?" she cooed. I blushed. She placed the tray of food on an empty table right in front of the bench. A couple of people stared. It was too big to push out sitting on the bench. I had to get up and squat down right in front of it and push as hard as I could. I grunted and farted loudly. I don't know how Callie wasn't embarrassed. I was humiliated. She just kept saying things like, "Come on, push baby, get that stinky mess out!" Afterwards, people stared and plugged their noses as I stood up. I turned so red and I started crying. "Awww, sweetie, come here," Callie cooed. She hugged me and patted my back as I cried into her shoulder. She asked an old, nice looking lady that wasn't laughing, pointing, or plugging her nose if she'd watch our table and food while she changed my diaper. "Oh, why of course," she smiled politely. "Thank you so much." Callie smiled. She took my hand. "Come on stinky bum," she giggled. We went into the ladies room and she changed me on a table that could surprisingly hold my weight. "What a smelly, messy wittle baby," Callie said tickling my tummy. I had to smile. I loved being babied by her and even some of my friends, like Ben. She changed me quickly and we went back to eat out lunch.

That night, we went to Ben's house. Eliza was there too. We were all just hanging out and talking about the movie we'd seen at the mall. The Chinese food we had for lunch gave me serious gas and diarrhea. Gross. When Callie and I got there Ben and Eliza were sitting on the couch in the basement watching music videos. They lights were on. "Hey my little stinker!" Ben grinned. "Come give Daddy a hug," he stretched out his arms. Eliza thought it was adorable when Ben babied me and sometimes she joined in. I toddled over to him and sat on his lap, flinging my arms around him and planting a slobbery, wet baby kiss on the corner of his mouth. He squeezed me tightly and kissed the top of my head. Ben was like my daddy and Callie like my mommy. Eliza was more of an aunt when we played baby games. She tickled me under my chin and I giggled. I was wearing my green and black plaid, baggy PJ bottom, a baggy black tee-shirt, white ankle socks and of couse, a soft, puffy, clean didee. Callie had just 'given' me a bath with baby shampoo and I was squeaky clean. But not for long. "Our baby boy has the stinkies tonight, don't you Hunny?" Callie smiled. I blushed and nodded. Right as she said that I farted softly. "P U, yes u do baby!" Ben said. He blew a raspberry on my tummy, making a funny noise. I laughed. "You wanna play some games baby?" Callie asked. I clapped and smiled. Ben lay me down on the floor and tickled my tummy and my arms. I giggled and squirmed. Ben laughed too. He reached his hand down in my diaper and tickled my lower belly and penis. It had already been hard. I moaned and smiled. Ben looked up at Callie who was watching and smiling at us. She nodded and knew what he was asking. Ben untaped my diaper and kissed my hard peepee gently. He rubbed some lotion on it and on my balls. I arched my back up and shivered. He continued for another minute and then put a new diaper on me. First he wiped the lotion off with a baby wipe tenderly and then I lifted my butt in the air so he could slide it onto me. He taped it up and pulled my pants up. I sat up and wrapped my legs around him and he carried me to the couch. Callie sat down. "Come here cutie pie," she said taking me from Ben and laying me in her lap. She lifted her shirt and let me suck her breasts, even though there was no milk. She sighed and patted my diapered butt softly. I looked at Ben with his arm around Eliza, rubbing her back up and down while I sucked Callie. Eliza was an amazing girl. She let her boyfriend 'play' with an oversized baby boy right in front of her. She was so sweet and kind, and she had nothing against her boyfriend's best friend (me), which is just what he was looking for. Ben stroked my damp, baby shampooed hair and I drifted off to sleep.

I woke up from an extremely painful cramping in my tummy. The lights were off and Ben and Eliza were watching TV. The cramping grew to be more and more painful. I began to cry and Ben quickly paused the movie they were watching. Eliza ran to turn on the lights. I realized that Callie wasn't there and I began to cry harder. "Pumpkin, what's wrong?" Ben asked holding me. "Where Mama?" I cried. "I wan Mama!" "Shhh, Daddy's here. Mommy went pee pee but Daddy's got you," he whispered. I sniffled and grabbed a lock of his dirty, blonde hair and played with it for a second. That made him smile. His bright, blue eyes sparkle when he smiles. "Me need poopie," I frowned. "Oh poor baby! You have the yuckies tonight don't you?" he cooed. I nodded and wiped my eyes. I screamed. It was so painful. Ben held me tighter. "Shhh, baby boy. It'll pass," he said. Eliza watched in concern, stroking my hair and my forehead. Callie ran in. "What's wrong my precious angel?" she said calmly. "His tummy's hurting now, he needs to poopie," Ben said. Callie sat down on the couch and held my hand. "Baby, can you push it out for Mommy? And for Daddy and Auntie Eliza?" "MAMA!" I screamed crying hard. I farted loudly and wet and a load came sliding out. A very wet load. "Yay!" everyone said smiling. I reached for Callie. Ben stood up and held me, bouncing me up and down gently. I sniffled. The stinky mess squished in my diaper. "How about Mommy and Daddy and Eliza all help change you outta that smelly dipee?" He tickled me hoping to make me smile. I giggled a little. Callie got out a mat and lay me on it. Eliza slid my pants of slowly and carefully. It had leaked out of my diaper and was dripping down my legs. "Oh you poor baby boy," Callie cooed. "My poor little baby." she said. I began to cry again when Ben untaped the diaper and I saw how full and messy it was. It smelled awful. "What a mess! Poor thing! Don't cry, we'll all clean you up." Ben said. 'Aww, Sweetie!" Callie cooed. "It's okay." I watched them through tears as they all cleaned up my burning butt and penis. Eliza taped a fresh diaper on me. My pants were too messy to put back on. Callie had brought a blankey that I'd had since I was born over. My big blankey. She wrapped me in it since I had no pants, so I wouldn't get cold. Ben carried me to the couch. I sat in between them both, leaning on Callie. Eliza had turned off the lights and was sitting next to Ben. "All better now cutie pie?" Ben asked as he kissed my cheek. I smiled at him and drifted back off to sleep.

# My Wittle Baby Forever Part 2- A Bad Day

Two mornings later: I woke up and decided to go to the mall. I was bored and I needed some clothes. I untaped my soggy diaper and slid it off, then hopped in the shower. When I was completely ready I took the bus there. All I brought was my cell, diapers and my wallet inside my old, leather back pack. Luckily that Chinese food wasn't still kicking in. Phew. I smiled remembering that night. How I love the night. The feeling of darkness and safety. When I can be 'mommy and daddy's wittle baby'. I liked it a lot more when it wasn't in public. Callie and I also share a regular, romantic, non baby relationship. And Ben and I hang out all the time at each other's houses and arcades and stuff. I mean, I still use diapers then. I gotta. But at night, almost every night, I have fun with it.

When I got at the mall I went into the Sound Shack, our CD, and music store (lame name, I know). I saw some huge guys that made me kind of nervous. They were with two girl (girlfriends, I assume) and they kept looking up at me. I had wet my diaper heavily. There was a slight odor of urine coming from me. 'I should probably go change,' I thought. As I headed for the exit the guys stopped me, girls at their sides. "Hey, you smell like piss freak," a guy laughed. At the same time the two girls grabbed around my penis and butt. "Ewww, gross. Boo, feel that!" A girl said. One of the guys grabbed my crotch and squashed my pee around. It wasn't at all enjoyable, but I had a small erection. Then he pinched my penis and twisted it slightly, laughing. The other guy felt my butt and squeezed that. They all laughed and dragged me outside of the store. I felt my bladder fill up, and I couldn't hold in my pee. I let it stream out like a waterfall. The guys noticed it growing. A girl put her hand on it and felt that it was freshly warm. They shoved me to the ground, hard. My head hit the floor. I wasn't unconscious, but I was extremely hurt, and crying. "Hey everyone! Look at this f***ot! He pissed himself in a diaper!" One of the guys yelled. I tried to lift my head. A few people looked like they saw an alien. Some just laughed. No one bothered to help me up, or even pity me. Another guy walked over to me and stepped on my stomach, almost causing me to puke. I slowly tried to get up, and sit on a bench near me. I opened my bag and called Ben to pick me up, because Callie and Eliza were at a spa. "Hey dude," Ben said on the phone. "B-bb-en?" I stuttered. "Jason, are you okay?" he asked. His sweet, caring voice was full of concern. "I-I, d-unno, c-c-an y-ou p-pick me u-up?" I said slowly. "Of course! Where are you?" "Bench b-by S-ou-n-nd Shack, t-the mall." "Okay, I'll be right there. Oh, if anyone touched you I'll....." I smiled. I loved Ben so much. Like a brother by day, a father by night. "T-t-hanks Ben," I said. "Uh huh, you hold on buddy, okay?" he said as if I were dying from some sort of cancer that I had to fight off. "Yeah, B-bye," I said. "Be there in a sec." The phone clicked. I felt the back of my head, then looked at my hand. There was blood.

Within 15 minutes Ben was there. "Hey," he said quietly, sitting down next to me and moving a piece of my dark hair from my bright green eyes. His eyes weren't sparkling, they looked scared. He looked at my crotch. "Jay, you are soaked!" he whispered, very discreetly putting his hand on my drenched diaper. I just nodded, holding back tears. I wanted it to be night, in Ben's safe warm basement. Where he could hold me and kiss me to make the tears stop. He saw the tears forming and looked angry. He knew someone did something bad. "Come on," he said simply. He took me by the hand to the men's bathroom and changed me in the handicapped stall where the table was. He took of my pants sitting me on the table, looked at me and asked, "What happened to you?" I didn't want to put my head on the table and he noticed this. "Sit up," he said, not in an angry way at all. I did. He felt the back of my head and I hissed in pain. Some almost dried blood came off on his fingers. I couldn't help but cry softly when I saw the look on his face. He looked like he loved me, so much, and he was heart broken to see that someone would hurt me. "Come here," he said hugging me. A daddy thing too, but I needed it, so, so much. He squeezed me tightly. This wasn't a manly hug, but it wasn't a gay hug either. It was affectionate and comforting, like family. It was like that when he kissed me too. But he didn't then. Not now. Not yet. He held my head in his strong arm as he pulled the soggy diaper off with the other. He tossed it out and wiped me tenderly and generously. I had an erection. He grinned to try and make me happier. There it was. That beautiful sparkle in that deep blue pool. He taped a fresh diaper on me and put my pants back on.

He helped me off and took me by the hand to his car. I didn't have a car, so I usually took the bus. I got in the passenger seat and buckled my seat belt. I seriously needed to poop. Once we were in the car he acted more like it was nighttime. "Who could do that to you? To my baby! Why would they? How could they!" Ben yelled. "They could," I said pointing to the two boys and two girls who had shoved me over and touched and make fun of me. Ben looked over quickly. "Those b*t****!" he said. He got out of the car and slammed the door. "No, wait!" I yelled. I followed him. "Hey! You!" He shouted at them. They turned. "Oh, look, its PEE-wee Herman's wittle boyfriend," a guy shouted. I ran up behind Ben. "What did you call him?" he asked angrily. "You heard him fool," a girl said. "You, if you EVER come near him again, I swear to G*d," Ben said. "Come on Ben, let's go," I whispered. I really needed to poop, badly. He saw me fidgeting and gave them the finger. He stormed back to the car and slammed the door. They were all laughing at him. No, at us. I farted loudly right as I got in the car. "Aww man! Jay!" he smiled. I looked at him uncomfortably and tried to make a cute face. He pinched my cheek softly, "You are just lucky you're so damned adorable!" he laughed. He looked back and pulled out of the parking-lot and we drove towards home. I farted again, loud, and wet and the poo slid out. "You just made a nasty big poopie for me to clean, didn't you?" Ben laughed again. I giggled and blushed. "Aww, ur blushing," Ben joked and patted my load. "Not helping," I said and turned redder. He just laughed louder and turned on the radio. "Bad Day" by Daniel Powter came on. Neither of us were really into this popish stuff but Ben left it on and sang the chorus to me. He had a very good voice.

You had a bad day
You're taking one down
You sing a sad song just to turn it around
You say you don't know
You tell me don't lie
You work at a smile and you go for a ride
You had a bad day
The camera don't lie
You're coming back down and you really don't mind
You had a bad day"

"That's all my little baby, you just had a bad day," Ben smiled playing with my hair. If I were gay, and if Ben were too, I would so wanna marry him. I smiled at that thought. I like us now though. Are relationship is unexplainable. It's unique, almost romantic. Definitely some type of love.

My Wittle Baby Forever Part 3- Special Bonds

When we got to Ben's house he walked around to my side of the car and let me out. "C'mon stinky boy," he smiled jokingly , patting my messy, full to the max diaper. He led me into his bedroom, which isn't where I usually hang out at his house. We are in the basement most of the time. "I just gotta change my shirt and then we'll go downstairs," Ben said, I nodded. Come to think of it, I didn't know if I'd ever been in his room. He took of his long sleeved messy shirt and walked over to me. I was about 4" shorter than Ben. He wrapped his arms around me smiling down on me. His bare chest against me. "You deserve this." he said as he lifted my chin and tenderly kissed me. I smiled, he smiled back. He slipped on a white 'wife beater' and took my hand, leading me downstairs. I waddled after him as best as I could. He had to go slowly for me to keep up.

At the last few steps he just picked me up and carried me down. There was a bathroom down there. He went and got some Peroxide for the cut on my head. He brought it in and set it on the table. He lay me down on the floor and pulled my pants off. He untaped m diaper and the smell spread. "Oh, the stench, I'm dying!" Ben laughed. He wiped me up and played with my hard peepee. It was fun. He re-diapered me and told me to sit up against the couch. He sat on the couch with me between his legs and gently brushed my hair aside. "Poor thing," he cooed. "Look what those nasty people did?" Ben dabbed some Peroxide on the cut with a cotton ball. "Owww! Dada! Owwie!" I yelled, gripping his legs tightly. "I know baby, it'll sting for a minute, just a minute." I began to cry, I didn't realize how much it hurt! "Shh, just a little more," Ben said. He bandaged it in a wrap and lifted me up, wiping the tears away. "See? All better," he said. I buried my head into his chest. "Can u kiss boo-boo and make all betta?" I asked looking up at him. Ben sweetly kissed the 'boo-boo'. "All better now?" he asked. I nodded and put my thumb in my mouth. "Did I ever tell you how cute you are when you baby talk?" he said. I shook my head with my thumb still in my mouth, and batted my eyes jokingly, grinning.

"You want something to suck on?" "I wan suckie Mama!" I whined. "I know. Wanna call Mommy and see when she's coming home?" Ben asked. I nodded again. Ben got the phone and brought it over to me. I dialed her number. "Hello?" someone said. "Mama?" I asked. "Hey Jay! It's Auntie Eliza!" *Oh, baby's on the phone?* asked Callie excitedly. Eliza nodded. "Hewwo Awntey Wiza, can I talk to Mama?" I asked. "Of course, honey," she said handing the phone to Callie. "Hello?" Callie said. "Mama!" I said excitedly. "Hey sweetie! What’s my wittle baby doing 'up' so early?" "Mama, I wan you come! I wan you hold baby Jay and kissy!" "Aww, Mommy's coming home soon, ok? How 'bout and hour?" Callie said. "Otay," I said sighing. Callie laughed, "It's not that long Pumpkin, okay?" Callie said. Her heart almost breaking. She wanted to see Jason so much! "Pwease Mama!" I started crying. "I wan suckie!" "Oh, angel! How about a half an hour?" "Yay! Otay! Buh bye Mama, 'n buh bye Wiza!" I said. "Bye hunny!" makes a kissing sound and I do it back. We hang up.

I get up on the couch and start jumping around. Ben cracks up and grabs me tickling me. I laugh. "Mama home half owa (hour)!" I said. "Whoo-Hoo!" Ben joked. I farted loud and peed my diaper. He lifted me up and patted my butt. Let's go check the movie times for today and see what's out. We can go with Mommy and Eliza," he suggested. "Otay!" I planted a slobbery baby kiss on his cheek as he carried me to the computer. "Oh, thank you Jay Jay," he said smiling. We looked and saw that in 45 minutes there was a really scary horror movie playing at the mall. "Ooooo, let's see that!" Ben exclaimed. I burried my face into his shoulder and whimpered, "Scawy Dada!" "Let's go to that one. It's either that or some foreign puppet romance," he shuddered and I giggled. We watched TV until they came home.

Callie and Eliza ran downstairs to see the us. I hugged Callie tightly and yanked at her bra strap. "Mama, me wan suckie pwease?" I asked. "Mmmhmmm my little good boy. What happened to you baby?" she gasped as she realized I had a bandage on my head. She sat on the couch and I sat on her lap, laying down and looking up her shirt. "SUCKIE!" I whined and kicked my feet. She patted my wet butt and lifted her shirt for m to suck. "Ben, what happened to the baby?" she asked him. Eliza was sitting next to him, curiously awaiting his response. "People at the mall, they smelled his pee. They, called him a f@&, and knocked him down," Ben said very sadly. "Jason, that's horrible!" Callie said lifting me away from her tasty nipples. She kissed me so hard and passionately. This was a Callie thing, not a mommy thing, now I am Jason, not baby. They all rock! I cupped my hand over her breast and she licked my tounge with hers. I moaned. I had a full erection. "Get a room!" Ben laughed. He was being Ben, not Dada. She stopped kissing me and put my lips back on her nipple, stroking my penis inside my diaper while I sucked.

Later we all got in Ben's car to go to the movies. To see the horror movie. I had on a fresh diaper and was very nervous. "Callie, I get really freaked at horror movies..." I said, warning her. "Don't worry, just be my baby. Babies are scared of horror movies, big boys aren't. Just be Mommy's baby boy," she smiled. I smiled back. When we got there I sat in-between "Daddy" and "Mommy" The seats at this theater had no arm rests, the cup holders were on the back of the chair in front of you. That was good. I could snuggle. I got so scared I peed before it even started. "Baby's already all wet?" Callie smiled. "Mommy will change you after the movie hunny," she said. During the movie I was so scared I cried. I had to muffle it into Ben so I didn't ruin the movie for other people. He wrapped his arm around me. "Is baby scared already?" he cooed. "Daddy's gott cha Jay, shhh," he smiled at me. His smile faded when he felt me shiver. Callie felt it too. She rubbed my back soothingly, "Sweetie pie, are you really that scared?" she asked. I snuggled up to her and cried. Ben and Callie looked at each other. Callie scooted so she was next to Ben and they sat me on their laps so I wasn't facing the screen. I had to stay low. People were already watching me instead of the movie. I pooped while I was on their laps. "Oh boy," Callie said. "Little stinkeroo!" Ben joked. Callie walked me out side to the ladies room to change me. First she took me to one of those horses that you ride inside where you insert 50 cents. "Oooo, Jay! Wanna go on the ride? Since the movie is a little to scary for my baby this might be more appropriate. She forced me on and strapped me in. People stared at me, dumbfounded. My poo squished around and the aroma rose. "Wee! Isn't this fun baby?" she asked. I smiled, but was embarrassed. I wanted to be cleaned so I cried softly. She quickly unstrapped me while it was still moving. She hugged me tightly. "Don't cry my sweet. I know, that was scary," she said loudly. "Mommy knows that you like to play with your rattle and blocks, and I thought you might like a more big boy thing. Mommy will never, ever do something so scary to baby again!" she said. She was doing this on purpose. Humiliating me. I was not scared! She walked me into the bathroom and sat me on the changing table in the handicapped stall. She wiped me up, cooing gently. "My what a smelly boy!" she grinned, it was almost and evil grin. "I wan home!" I whined. "I know punkin, the movies is to scary for baby."

In the car we were ourselves, no baby, mommy, or daddy. "Callie, why I outta!" I said. "Aww, whatsa matta? Baby afwaid of the horsey?" she cooed. Everyone was silent. We had a rule. It was not to EVER make fun of baby. You could embarrass baby, but you can't make fun of baby if he can't help it. "Jason, I am sor-" "Don't bother," I said. I crossed my arms and looked out the window, lounging my feet on a cup holder. "Callie!" Ben started. "No, it's cool man," I said. Callie began to cry, more like sob. She hugged me. Everyone looked surprised. "I don't know how I can say this...." she sobbed. I scooted next to her and held her to my chest tightly. "Tell me Cal," I said. "I don't know, it's just, I feel like I don't get taken care of, because you are my baby. I love you so much, and I just..." "Shhh," I placed my finger over her lip. "You are my mommy, but not 24/7. When you aren't, I feel like your knight in shinning armor. I might not act like one, but I'd like to. And you are my beautiful princess who I fight for; who I'd die for," I say. I kiss her passionately. Eliza fake cries and Ben claps, also pretending to wipe tears from his eyes. I laugh. So does Callie. I run my fingers through her red hair. Naturally red, not dyed. Her hazel eyes gazed up at me. I looked down on someone instead of someone looking down on me. It was an amazing feeling. She slept on my shoulder and I kissed her head. She had an adorable little nose and ivory skin sprinkled with freckles. It was the most beautiful thing in the world. She was the most beautiful thing in the world. She loved a guy who pooped himself at least once a day and needed to be changed. They all loved him. Especially Callie, but oddly, the love that might be harder to break, is the love between Ben and I. The bond that will be, forever.

To Be Continued.....................