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Title: | The Ultimate Babying!
Name: | Zach
Email: | dazachsta@hotmail.com
Gender: | Male
Current Age: | 15
Posting Date: | 04/19/09
Story Contents: |
A- Post-toddler (4-8)* |  | R- Sisters, other girls* |
B- Pre-teen (9-12)* |  | S- Babysitters |
C- Teen (13-17) | ● | T- Masturbation |
D- Adult (18+) |  | U- Sexual situations |
E- Cloth diapers* |  | V- Gay |
F- Disposable diapers | ● | W- Erections |
G- Pee | ● | X- Bedwetting |
H- Poop* | ● | Y- Accidents | ●
I- Exposed diapers/pantslessness* | ● | Z- Punishment/Diaper Discipline | ●
J- Multiple diapers* | ● | 1- Female Domination* | ●
K- Baby paraphernalia | ● | 2- Enemas |
L- Mother | ● | 3- Restraints |
M- Father |  | 4- Crying | ●
N- Aunt |  | 5- Spanking |
O- Uncle |  | 6- Humiliation | ●
P- Brothers (diapered) |  | 7- Babying | ●
Q- Brothers (not diapered) |  | 8- Regression | ●
*Denotes Deekerian story elements

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    One morning I wake up and get ready for school, the same old
    day,(unknowingly his life will change that day) I hop on the bus get to
    my high school and eat some breakfast, I had some mini pancakes with
    syrup. They were good. I chatted with my friends and went to class. By
    the time I had gotten to 3rd period I had to go poop. I thought I could
    hold it until my friend told me a joke. UH OH. I was laughing my ass
    off and could hold no longer. I had just pooped my pants like a baby.
    No one noticed for a little bit (30 seconds) I had my chance to run.
    But by then it was everywhere. The teacher saw it on my butt and told
    me to go to the office; I was in high school so. I got made fun of a
    lot!! Everyone calling me names “baby” “You need to be put back in
    diapers” “want your bottle” it was definitely cruel.

    I got to the office and told the lady there what happened, she
    immediately called my mother. And called a person down from another
    class room. The “person” walked in and told me to follow her. I
    listened as usual (I don't normally argue) She leads me down the hall
    into a room with a handicap sign on it. She tells me to lie down. I
    could barely see what she was doing but I caught a glimpse of certain
    key objects. She turns around and tells me to take off my lower region
    of clothes. I yell “WHAT ARE YOU A RAPIST??” She says no, and that its
    school policy that if anyone soils themselves they must wear a diaper.
    By then I was scared but I took off my pants and underwear anyways. She
    puts the diaper under me. Puts on baby powder and lotion. It was really
    creepy. I was almost in tears. She then gave me some basketball shorts
    to wear over my diaper. It didn't really cover as the diaper went up to
    my belly button and mid back I showed easy. I asked if I had to go to
    school still, she said yes and then I started crying hard.

    She then told the lady to call my mother to come pick me up then. If
    I'm going to be such a problem. I was OK with that but I was nervous
    and embarrassed fro my mom seeing me this way.

    My mother comes in and checks me out. I hop in the car. She asks me why
    I did that stunt. I told her it was an accident but my mom doesn't
    believe me ever. So she said she will think of a punishment.

    I was at my house playing x box 360 still in a diaper. I felt the urge
    to pee so just decided to pee in the diaper because I didn't want to
    get up. I soaked the whole thing. it was big and wet now almost
    dripping.

    Later on my mother says I’m going to stay in diapers for a while as
    punishment but I didn't know that was only half of it. She said she was
    running to the store and I told her OK. She left and came back 3 hours
    later with a bunch of stuff. Tranquility ATNs, pacifiers, bottles, crib
    blankets, onesies jumpers, changing table, rocking chair, and a bunch
    of rattles and other toys. I yell WHAT THE HELL!?!? She tells me I'm
    going to be her baby. I freak and by then I’m almost out the door. She
    grabs me by the hair and I start crying. she sticks a pacifier in my
    mouth and tells me “its okay, baby, mommy's here, don't cry, are you
    hungry?”

    She puts me in a playpen and puts 5 tranquility ATNs on me so I cannot
    walk. My crotch is about 8 inches wide so I'm stuck crawling in this
    playpen. Almost impossible for me to get on my knees. My mother then
    comes in and says “come here baby crawl to me, its time for din din” I
    slowly crawl over there, looking as young as a newborn with a genetic
    defect that makes me 10 times bigger than I really am. She picks me up
    and puts me in a big highchair. I start crying and my mom tells me,
    ”There, there, baby, don't cry.” She pulls out baby food 1 carrots and
    squash she spoon feeds me it, I get it all over my face diaper, stomach
    everywhere, She gets most of it with my Sesame Street bib. By then I
    need to go poo. So I push and I messed my diaper. It was a HUGE load my
    diaper was all messed. She says, ”Uh oh, looks like the baby went poo
    poo.” I start crying and she says “ aw its OK baby, it’s natural for
    baby's to go poo poo in their diapies” She picks me up gives me my
    pacifier goes and puts me in my fresh 5 diapers instead of 6 now. She
    sets me down to crawl in playpen and puts on Elmo for 30 minutes. she
    then after 30 minutes picks me up and Puts me in my room for 20 seconds
    . she leaves and goes and makes a bottle with actual formula. She comes
    back in and picks me up and feeds me my formula bottle. once I'm done,
    she burps me and puts me down to sleep.

    6 MONTHS LATER

    I wake up, remembering the day I got put back in diapers, I'm 16 now
    and lost all bladder and bowel control just like a baby. I also have
    more babyish features too. I grew back the baby fat that most newborns
    have from the diet I was on. my hair also thinned out like a babies
    from the baby diet and my skin is soft and tender from ample amounts of
    baby lotion.

    My mommy puts a onesie on me then coveralls on over that. She then
    carry's me outside to the handicap bus with a diaper bag, she hands the
    diaper bag to the bus driver an the bus driver puts me in my car seat.

    When I arrive at schools my attendant has a stroller and she puts me in
    it. She pushes me to the “special” class and I get put down on the
    ground and get to watch a special baby learns show. My attendant then
    picks me up at lunch brings me to a highchair and feeds me my baby
    food, I get so messy She wipes me up and she puts me in a baby chest
    holder and we walk around the school, me in a onesie with 5 diapers on
    and a pacifier in my mouth. Kids walk by staring, but not saying
    anything. I ended up wetting and messing with embarrassment. The kids
    say, “Ah, what’s that smell” my attendant tells them it’s me and that I
    need a change. By then after not talking for 6 months straight only
    crying. I begin to cry from my messy diaper and I'm sounds just like a
    real baby crying, my attendant sticks the pacifier back in my mouth. It
    soothes me down and I begin to drift off. I wake up later with a wet
    and messy diaper, in my crib my mom loaned to the school. My mom
    decided to pick me up she picks me up out of the crib and carry's me
    from the school. I begin to cry because she hasn't changed me. I try to
    talk to her but all that comes out is baby talk from not talking in so
    long. She says “aw the baby's trying to talk how cute.” I start to cry
    again and she gives my my pacifier. She stops at my afternoon daycare
    and drops me off. This daycare however is only for newborns. But my mom
    got cut a deal with me since I can’t talk now or walk or control my
    bladder or bowel. I was as helpless as a 1day old newborn.

    My mom drops me off and I get changed and nursed, unfortunately I get
    formula in a bottle not the nipples of women there. I get fed some
    1st's baby food and put down for a nap and wake up wet and messy. My
    mommy comes, picks me up and she puts me back to bed when we get home.
    I hope my adventure continues I say to myself in my head as I fall
    asleep.

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