Published: February 15th 2022, 5:42:00 am
I smiled as I heard the jingle of keys in the door. I had been sitting comfortably on the couch, enjoying the thick comfort of my special underwear under my jeans. My little naughty guilty pleasure. I blushed to myself as I jumped up on the couch and crinkled over to him.
"Hey, sweetie! Welcome home! Happy Valentine's day!" I gave him a kiss on the cheek and hugged him. No way he'd notice. I wasn't even worried about it.
"Hey, there, sweetie. Happy Valentine's day." His hand came down and cupped my ass. My eyes went wide. I froze. A few seconds passed, but he didn't say anything. "Mmm... I can't wait for dinner tonight."
"Oh, me neither," I said, backing up and willing my beating heart to slow down. "It's been too long since we've eaten out."
David gave me an odd look, then a little lopsided smile. "Yes, I guess it has, hasn't it?"
"Well, how long til we go?" I asked, keeping my hands in front of me to cover up my diaper bulge. Now I really was self-conscious.
"Well... we'll go in about half an hour."
"Well, I'd better get ready then," I said.
"Oh, seems like you're pretty well prepared already," he replied with a smirk. I coughed nervously and scooted off to the bedroom. This increasing game of brinksmanship - being more and more brazen about my diapers while still staying silent about it - it had to come to a head sometime. Was David really that oblivious, or was he just staying quiet about it?
I fumbled through my drawer looking for my regular underwear to wear to dinner. Damnit. Had I run out already? Looks like I'd have to go commando....
"Hey, buddy," said David from the doorway, nearly making me jump.
"Oh! Christ! Dav-OWWWWW!" I whirled around to face him, slamming the drawer squarely on my fingers.
"Ohhh... poor baby" he said, coming up to me as I sat down on the bed and joining me, taking my hand, kissing it.
"Ahhh... owww.... W-what are you doing?" I asked.
"Just kissing your boo-boo and making it better."
"You're making fun of me!" I whined. "It really hurrrrts!"
"Awww, guess you can't come to dinner then," said David.
"Hold on. That's not fair," I said, pouting. "Stop teasing me..."
"I'm not teasing you, buddy," said My boyfriend, "I-"
DING-DONG
The doorbell rang.
"Who is that? Don't tell me you ordered pizza," I said, looking at David like he had taken away my candy.
"Oh, no, not at all, bud. Come on, let's go see who it is."
"But I'm getting read-" David pulled me out of the bedroom before I even finished my sentence.
When he opened the door, there were two men standing there.
"Chris! Matthew! Come on in! We were just getting ready."
"Uh, hi," I said, waving awkwardly. Then I looked at David. "A double date?"
"Not exactly," he said, taking Chris by the hand. "Chris and I are going out... You're staying here with Matt."
"Huh?"
"We'll have lots of fun, buddy," said Matt. He was a large man with a wrestler's build, and a big bag slung over his shoulder. If I didn't know any better I'd say it was...
"Hold on. You're getting me a babysitter?!" I asked. "What is this?"
"I don't know, buddy, you tell me," said David, winking at Matt and nodding over to me before turning to Chris and running his hand over the lapels of his sportcoat.
"Hey! You can't..."
"Okay, little buddy," said Matt, sidling up to me and grabbing the front of my pants, undoing the fly without compunction. "Let's get those big boy pants off of you. The new rule is no pants in the house for cucks..."
"For c-c-?!" the word caught in my mouth like ash as he yanked down my pants to reveal my cute 1 2 3 A B C Gator diapers. I had hoped to be exposed when Daddy finally noticed my diapers, but not like this.
"Aww," said Matt," completely blocking my view of my boyfriend and his 'date'. "They're adorable! The perfect diaper for a little cucky."
"Now hold on just a- D-D-David!!!" I called out, as Matt began taking off my shirt.
"Oh, I think you know exactly what's happening," said Daddy, standing at the open doorway. "This is what you wanted, right?"
It was easy to see him now that Matt had me on my back, and was crouched down, pulling off my pants and socks. I could see him holding up his hand with a silver key.
"W-where did you find...?"
"I found it weeks ago. I know you've been experimenting with chastity on your own. And that you're wearing it right now. I know that this is the night that you would normally take it off and jack off into your diapers. I know you've been waiting for me to discover what a little diaper baby you really are. Well, happy valentine's day, cuck. I'm going to go out and have some fun with a real man. Probably toss this key out somewhere along the way! But if you're good for the babysitter, I may just let you watch when we come back after dinner. Happy Valentine's day, cuck!"
I whimpered, my stomach dropping into my shoes and my cock straining against my cage as I watched my boyfriend leave with his date, commenting that the place he reserved didn't allow 'babies' anyway. He really took it... he really took the key...
"Let's get you some dinner, huh? We can have our own fun night. Some strained peas, prunes, and a few episodes of Blarney or Telly Tubblers before bedtime. What could be better for a diapercuck like you?"
What had I gotten myself into?