Published: November 20th 2021, 10:44:17 am
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I look back up at the nurse. "Actually, honestly, I just want to take a nap. I don't get much rest with a randy Daddy in my bed..."
"Aww, the little piglet is sleepy? Alright, we'll make sure you get some very good rest, sweetheart. Isn't that right, Nurse?"
"Yes, Nurse. That's right!"
I can feel my dick getting hard and my heart rate increasing as the two attendants look at me with their naughty grins. I just know they're planning something as they lead me waddling, hand-in-hand between the two of them.
I can feel my thick rubber diaper shifting with me, making me walk like I'm taking my first steps as they lead me away from the Doctor's office, past the giant playplace, through a long multicolored tunnel with portholes that looked into various scenes of depravity known as 'the observation deck', out through a comfortable lounging area, past the gym and sauna, over to the 'nap time nursery'. Here, the firey reds and oranges and yellows give way to a soft blue carpet, blue and purple cribs... this whole area which the tunnel opens out to is focused on relaxation and lounging as opposed to the play-oriented areas opposite them. The naptime nursery feels very casual, and is open to the rest of the area, rather than enclosed behind a wall. There are many cribs, floor futons, beanbags and doggie beds, to suit anyone's tastes. There's even a couple toddler beds with rails, though these are not very popular. Today, someone is strapped into the toddler bed - they're wrapped head to toe in leather, and they're squirming and making soft moaning noises. I can see that they've been hooked up to an electrode set and I can only imagine the sensations they are feeling as they wriggle in their snug and secure prison.
"See something you like?" asks one of the nurses, softly into my ear. I blush and shake my head, but my erection says otherwise.
"Let's see how we can make the little piglet extra comfy for nap time..." says the other nurse. They lower a rail down and pat the thick shiny latex-covered mattress. "Up we go, piglet." I hop up and sit on the mattress with my legs dangling down.
"Off with that little tank top," says one, pulling it up and over my arms. Now I'm naked except for my big shiny diaper. The nurse pushes my chest gently so I am on my back, then they begin to attach several devices to me. The first thing they do is secure me so I can't roll around.
"Wouldn't want you getting up early, now would we?" asks one.
"Oh no, that wouldn't do at all..." says the other. The two of them work in tandem to secure me down with restraints on my wrists and ankles running to the corners of the crib. Then, they set to work on every erogenous zone, attaching little suction pumps to my nipples, filling my mouth with a nice thick pacifier, and stuffing a buzzer down the front of my diaper. I moan as the little pumps start sucking at my nipples, working them like they were being milked. My hands and feet clench and unclench at the sensation, but they are soon covered with mitts and left useless. That only turns me on more.
"Okay, little one. This is gonna be a great little nap for you since you get to have all special stickies you want today. Every time you wet your diaper, you'll get a little buzz. The wetter it gets, the better the buzz. You'll have to wet it a lot to get your special stickies, but we know you can do it! In fact, to help you, we're gonna hook you up to hydrating fluids. Don't worry, baby. It won't hurt a bit. Just relax and look at the swirlies."
"Smrflls?" I ask, my voice muffled by the large pacifier. What could they mean by swirlies? I am answered by a visor being slid over my eyes. Moments later, I'm bombarded by sounds and colors that resolve into a soothing swirly circle I can just dive into... all the while these jumbled voices are telling me things I can't understand... I hear little bits and pieces. Relax.... wet yourself... it's time to nap... but they are all layered over each other so it's hard to follow any one thing. Look into the spiral. I look into the spiral. I can feel a buzzing start between my legs and begin to clench and squeeze them together, but the messages to my eyes and ears relax me... stop me from clenching... I can feel the buzzing... the warm wetness between my legs... the suckling at my nipples... the pacifier in my mouth being sucked... nuk nuk nuk... I can feel my penis get harder and harder... then more warmth and wetness as it goes soft... my body tensing for a moment before relaxing.... that warm feeling oozing out of my pee-pee.... that's it... that's how little piglets should cum... not with a squirt but just a slow dribble... I begin to zone out... it feels so good.... so good to be a bound and helpless baby... it feels good to be a bound and helpless baby... it feels so good... I can just relax and cum... relax... and cum...
I'm in a state somewhere between sleep and wakefulness.... aware of several more orgasms, but only vaguely... unsure of where my dreams end and reality begins... but at some point, the visor comes off, and I become aware of where I am again... The nurses are taking off the nipple milkers... checking the fluids... opening up my diaper...
I blush as I notice a little bit of milk on the tip of each nipple... was that... mine?
I squirm as they open up my diaper, still embarrassed by the public change, even after all this time spent as a 24/7 diaper boy.
"Oh, my... what a leaky little boy," says the attendant. It's not the nurses this time but a beefy guy who looks like he lives at the gym. I blush as he looks down at me and smirks. I feel like such a little boy compared to him, and clearly that's what he sees me as as he wipes down my wet crotch, commenting on the cum-slicked padding between my legs.
"Look at all the milkies we got out of you! We could use you on the farm..."
"I... Daddy doesn't let me cum much..." I say, when he takes out the bulb to hear me speak.
"Aww... goo goo to you too, little boy!"
My eyes go wide. Is he messing with me?
"Heyyy! That's blushy!" I say, scrunching up my face in embarrassment.
"Aww, the baby's embarrassed. It's okay, sweetie. The effects of the hypnosis are temporary. At least for now. But who knows? If your Daddy likes it, maybe we'll make it permanent!"
I'm sure I respond in baby babble this time if only from the sheer horiness of that idea making my brain turn to jelly.
"We'd better diaper you up extra thick, kiddo. You're gonna be leaking a lot for the rest of the day..."
I whine as he pulls out a huge diaper.
"This TRUST diaper ought to do. Unless you can pee ten gallons before your Daddy gets back, you won't need another change. How is that plug doing?"
"Plug?" I had totally forgotten it was there, but now I'm aware of the feeling of something pressing my butt-cheeks apart.
"Better leave that in, since you're cathed! You can just go peepees into your padding like a good little boy. You're a good little boy, aren't you?
I feel a dumb smile spread across my face and watch, dazed, as precum begins to flood out of the tip of my pee-pee... more suggestions... I giggle... that's funny... I'm a drippy baby..."
"Yes, you're such a good boy, you're making a mess before I even get you taped up! Don't worry, buddy. I've got something extra special for you...