    Baby Role Play

    This is the story of my Role Play with my girlfriend. This is written
    to describe a fantasy of mine acted out in RP. Deeker knows what I am
    talking about, and after explaining it to my "mommy", she understood
    so, let us begin. Hope it is good!

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    Part 1

    My Role Playing fantasy: the first night.

    It was an odd day it was, I knew something was gonna happen. I am 6
    years old. my name is David, and I like diapers. I don't know why, I
    just do. That previous day I snuck in a baby diaper that I thought
    would fit me. Today, I tired it on this morning. I was sitting on the
    floor of my room when my mom walked in and saw me. She left after she
    saw me, why I don't know. I just wandered around the house in my diaper
    that day, just wondering where she went.

    3:00PM.: "Yay! mom's home" I shouted and ran downstairs from my room to
    see her. I saw the car pull up in the driveway just a second ago. She
    opened the door and dragged in a large box, no, two large boxes.
    "What's all this?" I asked her. "You'll see," she replied with a wink.
    "Can you please go to you're room for a bit. I want this to be a
    surprise when you see it later." I just agreed and headed upstairs.

    A few moments I heard something bang ageist my door. I turned the knob
    and tried to push, but I couldn't. She locked me in! I was a bit mad
    now, and just sat in my room. I had to pee, and I knew I really had one
    option then. I just wet my diaper some, being careful to make sure it
    didn't leak. I played with some of my toys, and waited a bit. Soon my
    mom came to the door and opened it. "I'm ready," she said as she walked
    in with a box. She placed it down and said to me "Come here." I obeyed
    and she picked me up and lied me on the ground. "just hold still, this
    won't take long," she said to me and smiled. She produced a cold
    washcloth, and untaped my wet diaper. I was a bit embarrassed at having
    it be wet for her, but she didn't seem to mind. She wiped my little
    thing and all around it good, then dried me off. She then reached into
    the box and pulled out a stack of cloth diapers sealed in plastic,
    brand new. My eyes turned to dots in a bit of disbelief at what she
    had. I was not expecting all this, at least right away. She removed the
    wrapping and took them and spread them out. She took a box of pins out
    as well. She put one under me and pinned it n with 2 pins per side. It
    was pretty thick for a diaper. What she did next really shocked me. She
    took another and pinned it on me. and then two more layers. "Hey, not
    so thick!" I complained, but she just ignored me. she then took out a
    pair of plastic pants. They were clear and she snapped them on around
    my bulging diapers. She picked me up and carried me in her arms
    downstairs. She placed me in the living room and turned on the TV for
    me. I then finally asked her. "Why are you doing this?" She answered,
    "only what you wanted." She smiled and went inside for a moment. I just
    sat there in my thick diapers and thought how weird this is.

    And so begins my life as a baby.

    Part 2

    In the thick of it

    My mom came back in after a bit, but did not say anything to me. She
    kept going from outside to inside carrying bags, though I dared not to
    ask what was in them. I was watching TV, when I realized I needed to
    pee. I just did what felt right and flooded the crotch of my thick
    diapers, yet they didn't show any signs of even being wet. Some more
    time went by, and soon it was around dinner time. She came inside and
    handed me a bottle and immediately returned to the kitchen. I was
    thirsty, so I didn't even complain and began to suck on it. it was hard
    at first, it felt awkward, but I managed to get the hang of it after a
    while. When it was half empty, my mom came back in and picked me up.
    "Time for dinner." she said cheerfully. She carried me into the kitchen
    and I was surprised to see what I saw. Where I usually sit, there was a
    highchair now. I turned to her then and said "but mom, I don't need
    that". She just placed me in and strapped me in, and slid on the tray
    without answering. She brought a dish but placed it down just out of
    reach. no silverware was produced for me as well. She came over behind
    me and then surprised me again by putting a bib on me. I was really
    feeling funny by all this happening, but I just couldn't explain it
    yet. She sat down next to me and put a fork down finally. Pasta was me
    favorite, and then she forked some of the food, and said "open up". I
    tried to say "I don't need help eating. I can do it myself.", but on
    that last word, the food went into my mouth. It was good as always, but
    I still didn't like the idea of her feeding me. I tried to grab for the
    fork second time around, but she just pushed my hands aside.

    (more coming soon)