    Dreams and Fantasies

    	I take these few lines to say even though I wish I was babied, I am not.
    All the things up to chap. 2 are real. The rest are just dreams and fantasizes.
    If you are not interested by stories involving diapers, diapered boys, mild
    punishment or such things, don't read. Otherwise, have a good time reading!

    Chapter 1

    --Florian-

    	I woke up This morning of summer. The sun was shining. I never liked
    bright, sunny and warm days. I'd lived in islands all my life and I got tired of
    the beaches and the hot, humid air. We were once more in the U.S., in our
    Florida apartment. We'd spent 6 months in it last year. I'd grown accustomed to
    this style of living. The Winn Dixie store across the road was very convenient
    and it carried almost everything we needed. I had a computer with a cable
    connection, the condominium pool. I'd been interested in girls, but not that
    much. I only had had one girlfriend in my life and I wasn't the "casa nova"
    either. Too many ice creams on the beaches when I was a little kid. I longed for
    this part of my life, my early childhood. No worries, nothing to fear. Now, I
    was aware of my parents difficulties with money, even though they didn't have
    many. I was an only child on my dad's side. My mom had had a daughter of an
    earlier marriage. My parents had been married for 15 years and had had me along
    the way. I fired up the computer and turned the TV on. My parents had already
    left to their friends and weren't due back until noon. I was alone at 9 am, on a
    bright, sunny and warm summer day. The TV showed ads for Goodnites. Then it took
    me again, back to the year before, when I had discovered my interest in diapers,
    or maybe more rediscovered. If I look back now, along the way, there were so
    many signs. Back in kindergarten I was potty trained well before everyone else.
    so the teacher would sometimes have to change diapers and I'd watch, envious.
    Then when I was 7, I sneaked some diapers that were too small and played with
    them. At 8, I used to play "doctor" with a friend of mine, another boy and we
    used to pretend we were in a hospital and the patient needed to be diapered
    amongst other things ( ;/ ). Anyways, last year, I'd seen commercials for pull
    ups and searched the internet for some diaper websites, having forgotten about
    my early interest. and I found DPF. the revelation. I WASN'T ALONE! and I
    chatted, read stories, browsed pictures. then we had to go back to France, so I
    dismissed all of this and it went back into the "young stupid things" sections
    of my life. And so, the commercial ends, and I rush to the computer. I find the
    website again. I chat some more, meet the new people on there. I decided to
    plant his very carefully, I wanted to buy diapers and put them on. So I decided
    than I'd sneak out on some occasion when my parents weren't home and I'd buy a
    pack of depends. I even browsed on the net to decide which size was the best and
    so it was decided. On an afternoon, my mom was not there, my dad had gone back
    to France, I took all my courage and the money I had saved from shopping for my
    mom, and I headed to the store. I remember going to the store and going to the
    vegetables department to take some potatoes, then going to the deodorant section
    to get something for my mom, and finally, I went to the diaper section I had
    located previously on a reconnaissance mission in the store. I took the package
    and headed for the less busy cashier. unfortunately, some people were before me
    and some after me. It felt like everyone was staring at my small basket, with
    the big red package in it, reading "Depends fitted briefs, medium size." I
    prayed for the cashier not to say anything, but I was prepared anyways. I'd have
    said they were for a cousin that came over but he didn't like to talk about it.
    It seemed like decades before the last person in front of me cleared the space
    and the cashier started scanning my items. She was young, great features, and I
    couldn't help but think she'd love diapering me very thickly. She finally told
    me the price, which was exactly the total I had expected. I took out my 20 and
    handed it to her, she gave me the change and I left. No one said a word, I
    quickly left the store and walked over to my condominium. There were a few
    ladies in front of me which I let pass. I had planned the time and it was the
    less busy time of day. I quickly climbed the steps to my house, opened the door
    and shut it right behind me. I went to close all the curtains. I had already
    thought of a great hiding place. People had warned me about hiding under an
    obvious place like a bed. so I had opted for inside the couch's pillows! No one
    EVER looked there. I also put a few under my own mattress and I quickly
    discarded the packaging, went and took out the trash. I came back. I decided I
    still had plenty of time to try one on so I took one out of under my mattress
    and laid it on my bed. I had read different methods for diapering yourself
    online, so I sat on the diaper, raised the sides and taped it very tight. I lay
    down on the bed and stared at the ceiling. The material felt very conformable
    against the skin, even without powder, and I decided I had to use it. But I
    didn't have to go. I'd read about this as well, wetting a diaper for the first
    few times was trying. I sat down on the side of the bed, and I imagined myself
    in front of a toilet. A small trickle came out at first, then a moderated flow
    of golden hot liquid rushed through the diaper , making it hot. The absorbent
    was actually doing it's job well. I'd seen somewhere it could absorb some cups
    of liquids without leaking. I finally let myself go and soaked it full. I looked
    at my watch and I still had some time. I lay down again, contemplating my
    situation. This day was the best.

    Chapter 2

    (this is now not reality. just my imagination. Even though I wish it
    happened!!!)

    	I was lying in just a diaper on my bed, telling myself this was good but
    that somehow it would be ten times better if someone babied me. I considered
    myself a Diaper Lover, it rarely crossed my mind that I had Teen Baby desires.
    Suddenly, I heard the noise of someone climbing the steps to my house. Then keys
    rattle. OH MY GOD, THAT WAS MY MOM! I quickly scrambled to find some clothes to
    put on, but I only found a very long T-Shirt that barely went down to my knees.
    She unlocked the deadbolt and was now taking care of the handle. I thought I
    could go to the toilet but the door opened and quickly closed right after. My
    mom entered and I heard her say " What in the." I quickly searched my mind to
    find what could've happened. I suddenly remembered leaving one of the pillows
    open, and a diaper was probably sticking out of it. She paused and then headed
    for my room. I stood up resting on the back of my chair my hands on the T-Shirt.
    She entered: "What is up with that pillow? And why are you wearing only a T-
    shirt? and a long one too?" My mind raced, I struggled to find a plausible
    answer, one that wouldn't pass as an obvious lie or that would get her
    suspicious. 3 seconds had passed and I still hadn't came up with an answer
    "Well, I'm waiting. "Oh yea, the pillow. Well I just wanted to see what was in
    there." I said with disbelief. "And the T-Shirt?" Another 3 seconds passed and
    she was still waiting. She came closer to me and I backed off. "Are you trying
    to hide something from me?"

    --The mom-

    	I knew what he was up to. Maybe he thought that I thought that he was
    hiding condoms or something, but I was no dummy. I had seen the websites. And I
    had already planned what I was going to do. I knew he wasn't mad, or had sick
    ideas. He liked wearing diapers, being treated like a baby. That's what he was
    going to get. But he was not going to get it openly. I had also read that he'd
    probably like it better if it was made as a punishment. He was still trying to
    get away from me, but I had him cornered. I was still taller than him, and I
    grabbed the T-Shirt and jagged it up. Revealing a diaper of course, and a wet
    one. I faked the Astounded mom: "what the. Why are you wearing a diaper? And a
    wet one too! Explain this to me NOW!"

    --Florian-

    	My heart was racing, I could hear my pulse. I was found. Busted. She was
    probably going to take them away now. I decided to confess: "Well, I like to
    wear them. they feel good. You are almost 14 now, I CANT HAVE YOU WEAR DIAPERS.
    But if this is what you want, then you will get it." She turned on her heels and
    marched out my room. She told me to wait here that she'd be back in 10 minutes I
    was dumbfounded. I guessed I'd better wait here. Since I thought this would
    probably be the last time I'd wear a diaper, I decided to mess it. I pushed
    hard, harder, HARDER. The poop spread out in the back of my diaper. I sat down
    on the bed and some poop got pushed over to the front. Boy was I messy now. I
    poked my diaper a couple times and enjoyed the feeling, knowing this would be
    the last time I'd feel a diaper for a LONG time.

    Chapter 3

    	I heard mom's car pull in the driveway. She opened the trunk and took some
    things out then closed it. She entered the house and went directly to her room.
    As she passed by, she smelled me ( it was really beginning to stink now) and she
    merely said " Dun wowwy mommy will be with you in a wittwe bit." I was in shock.
    She came back 2 minutes later carrying a fresh diaper, some baby wipes, baby
    lotion, baby powder and what seemed to be a box of medicine of some kind. She
    spread a changing mat on my bed and laid me down. I knew there was no point
    arguing, so I let her. She then gently untapped the diaper while tickling my
    tummy which made me giggle unwillingly. Tears were starting to come on my face:
    "I promise I wont do it again, I'll be. "Now, now, babies dun talk. Just let
    mommy change you and then you can take a nappy!" A nap? I don't need a nap. "Now
    don't make mommy have to punish you." I decided to let her finish. She then used
    the wipes to clean all my diaper area and scrape all the hard poop off. "Baby is
    constipated. hopefully, mommy bought something for that!" Now I was scared. What
    was she going to do? My mind was racing as she finished wiping. I was now
    starting to cry more and I had a stiff from all the wiping. She then applied
    lotion all onto my privates and then the pushed my knees to my shoulders. She
    applied some more lotion on my butt and in my butt crack. I couldn't see what
    she took next but it seemed to be a jelly of some kind. She put some of it in my
    butt crack . What was she doing? THAT WAS COLD AND UNCOMFY. She then opened the
    medicine box and took an oblong-shaped object out. I recognized this. Before I
    could say anything she had pushed it into my ass and she was put a clean diaper
    under me. She let me rest on it. That thing she shoved up my butt was a little
    bit painful! I was having some cramps while she powdered me good on my privates.
    My penis was standing on end now. She quickly taped my diaper and she hugged me:
    "Now I hope that wasn't too painful, dear. You see, It isn't good for babies to
    be constipated so I gave you some medicine for it. If it doesn't help, there
    always is another way. Now, you need to take a nap before dinner." I was about
    to protest but she shoved a pacifier in my mouth and laid me on the bed. She
    gave me a stuffed animal and pull the covers over me. "Night sweetie." She
    closed the curtains, took all of the baby stuff with her and left. She closed
    the door, thus bringing the room into darkness. What was going to happen next? I
    was very scared. I cried for about an hour before eventually drifting off to
    sleep, with still cramps in my bowels.

    --The mom-

    	I finally heard him stop crying. I assumed he went to sleep. I walked over
    to the computer and went to the big baby website I had found 2 months ago. I
    went to the store and ordered a big crib, a high chair, some submissive tapes
    and some other things such as baby bottles, cloth diapers, baby pins with
    designs. I closed the browser and walked to my room. I knew this may not be very
    nice for him but from what I read on his websites, people who got this treatment
    considered themselves lucky. I wanted the best for my baby. I took some formula
    from the bag and went to the kitchen to prepare dinner. I knew this suppository
    I gave him may not act. I was prepared for that as well. Boy was this going to
    be a great summer!

    --Florian-

    	I woke up with a diaper on me and a stuffed animal in my hands. It took me
    a few minutes to realize this wasn't a dream at all. The cramps had left and I
    didn't feel the object in my bowels anymore. I assumed it had dissolved. I
    wasn't wet nor messy. I started crying again at my situation and my mom came in:
    "Oh sweetie, what's the matter?" She picked me up, literally. I didn't know she
    was so strong. she carried me to the table to a chair and sat me down. She
    pulled on the waistband on the back of my diaper to check but I didn't need a
    change. She looked at me , sad. Oh, the medicine didn't help. Well eat dear, and
    then we'll take care of that little problem. "Why do we need to do anything? I
    feel fine." She gave me an angry look: "Babies don't talk. You wanted to be a
    baby and that's what you'll be all summer. If you talk I'll call some of your
    friends over. Also, no using the toilet or the computer or I will punish you the
    same way." I started crying again. She sat down and started to feed me some
    formula. I ate it all and she then carried me to the bathroom. She went to the
    living room to get a chair and sat down. She then took a box that was on the
    counter that read "enema bag" and started running hot water in the sink. "NO
    MOMMY, NOT THAT, I SWEAR ILL BE GOOD "What did I say about breaking the rules?
    "NO MOMMY PLEASE" I was now crying a lot. "You've been a bad baby! " She let the
    bag in the sink and came over and laid me over her lap. She spanked me through
    my diapers making me wet myself without even realizing it. I cried more from
    shame than from pain since the spanks were absorbed by the diaper. She then
    untaped then laid me down on the floor and went to her room and came back with a
    fresh diaper and all the rest of the baby stuff including the jar. She untaped
    my wet diaper and wiped me clean. then she applied lotion on my diaper area and
    raised my knees to my shoulders once more. She applied lotion all over my butt
    and put some more jelly in my butt crack. It was still cold. She then laid me on
    her knees again and I cried: " NO MORE SPANKING PLEASE!" I suddenly realized I
    was breaking a rule and shut up. She didn't spank me. She had already filled the
    enema bag with hot water and soap and she put jelly all over the tip of the
    enema. She pushed her finger in my butt. SHE HAD GLOVES ON? Whoa she was
    prepared for it. She then pushed the tip in my butt and took her finger out. The
    hot water started running in and the cramps came back gradually until I couldn't
    hold it and I thought I was going to burst out. She laid me down on the floor
    and diapered me up and put some plastic pants over my diaper. "We don't want
    baby to spill poop all over Do we now? Hold this in for 5 minutes sweetie." Was
    she crazy? It was already unbearable but now I had to hold it for 5 MINUTES? I'd
    thought it'd never end. Finally she told me to let go and liquid poop spread all
    over my but. I spoke out: "Thank you mommy. can you change me now?" She looked
    very angry: "I was until you broke a rule again! You will sleep with this poopy
    diaper for tonight to teach you!" I was crying again. She brought me to my bed
    and laid me down. she tucked me in and turned the light of. I cried my way to
    sleep. I had to find a way out of this. But how?

    To be continued VERY SOON.