Published: August 23rd 2021, 8:46:39 am
Continuation of August 19, 2021 "Thickly Diapered Cock Slut Pt. 6"
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Poor Cody got hardly any sleep that night, and for that matter, neither did Daddy. He was so turned on listening to his little boy's squeals of frustration as the thick padding, the chastity cage, and the buzzy nubbly buttplug worked together to keep Cody horned up without any release. In the morning, Cody was again let out of the crib, unplugged, wiped down by Daddy, and handed a fresh diaper along with his clothes - laundered this time - which he promplty put on with Daddy's help.
"I expect you to wear this today. You can take it off when it's soaked through, but you will first send me proof that you used it and await my approval before taking it off."
Cody just stared at Daddy for a second before the man crossed his arms and replied with a curt, "Well?"
"I'm... gonna put it on when I get to work," Cody said, "I-if that's alright...?"
"No, no," said Daddy. "I think you'd better put it on now so I can see you know how. Unless that is you are willing to, oh I don't know... walk to the bathroom carrying the diaper openly in your hand?"
Cody went pale. "I-I can't do that!"
"Well, then," said Mr. Schwarzinger. "I believe the next part is clear. Let's see you put it on."
Cody was reluctant to put a diaper on in front of the man. It was embarrassing enough that he had worn them at all.
"O-on second thought, I'll..." he gulped. "I'll change at work."
"And you'll send evidence once you've put them on?"
"Yes, Mr. Sch- Uh s-sir... I mean.... Uh..."
"Daddy. You must always call me Daddy."
"Yes..." Cody let the unfamiliar words leave his mouth, "Daddy."
"Good boy," said Mr. Schwarzinger, patting Cody on the head. Cody felt a new rush of warmth as Daddy did that and he smiled before realizing that some of that warmth was beginning to dribble out of his dick.
"O-oh! Crap! That was a close one..." Luckily only a few spots had appeared and they would certainly be dry by the time he got to work. "Which way is the bathroom?"
"Oh, that's off limits to you here," said Daddy with a broad smile. "You're free to use the training potty in the corner, though." He pointed to a plastic potty sitting in the most visible area of the room. It had a clear bottom with measuring lines so everyone could see how much peepees Cody made, and anyone looking into the room would have a clear view of Cody doing it, too. And of course, Daddy had the room door wide open as he cleaned Cody up that morning, further diminishing Cody's sense of privacy.
"Oh come one, you can't be serious..." Cody began, but it was clear that Mr. Schwarzinger didn't joke around. Cody very quickly hustled to the little potty and sat there, blushing as he forced himself to tinkle in front of this imposing man. When he got up, Mr. Schwarzinger helped dab his peepee dry and wiped his butt for good measure, making Cody feel strange and unfamiliar feelings, which seemed to be the man's specialty.
"And little one - don't wait too long before getting diapered. Your butt is going to be a little loose from wearing that plug all night. And better safe than sorry, right?" Cody just nodded and blushed, leaving for his car as fast as decorum allowed.
Cody still had this confusing mixture of embarrassment, elation, pleasure, and shame competing for dominance in his head when he got to work - just in time as always. During the drive, and especially when he stepped out of the car in just jeans and a shirt (his underwear had been mysteriously absent from the pile of laundered clothing), Cody noticed an unusual breezy feeling around his legs and especially between them, where hair and underwear would normally be present. In fact, it seemed as if all his shaved skin - his arms, his legs, and all the rest - was especially sensitive, and it was both arousing and distracting. So much so that he nearly bumped into Mr. Thicke on his way in.
"Whoa, there! Where's the fire, buddy?"
"Sorry, Mr. Thicke! I just don't want to be late, you know?" Cody made to hurry past him toward the register but was halted as his boss addressed him.
"Uh, Cody... can I have a word with you before you clock in?"
"Uh... y-yeah. Sure. What's up, boss?" Cody's heart was hammering in his chest. He was suddenly sure Mr. Thicke knew everything. Knew he was wearing a diaper yesterday. Knew that he was taking pictures and sending them to his new Daddy. Knew that he had been farting out another man's cum all day yesterday and that's why he smelled like he'd accidentally toweled off with the cum rag in the locker room after baseball practice.
"It's... about your accident yesterday. I'm not going to ask anything about your medical issues, but I want to say I'm glad you found a way to manage it, and if there's any way I can accommodate..." Mr. Thicke paused and Cody did his best to cover himself up with his hands as his boss looked pointedly at his pants. "Uh... Cody. You don't... seem to be wearing your... erm... protection there. Is there a reason for that?"