Published: March 18th 2022, 9:56:59 am
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"Oh, I'm sure we can stop by," he said, "but first things first. We need to get you changed. You wouldn't want to meet with her in this condition would you?"
I shook my head and blushed. "Oh, goodness no! I guess I, uh... forgot!" I was confused even as I made the statement. How had I forgot?
Gareth chuckled. "Figures. You really are just a little boy after all, aren't you. Well," he added, eyeing my tenting diaper. "In some ways at least."
I didn't deny it. Something about being called that made me feel warm and fuzzy inside. Wouldn't it be nice to feel this way all the time? That's what the voices seemed to suggest. Voices from where? That was right, I was wearing my headphones. I reached up to take them off but was distracted by Gareth's next comment.
"Heck, maybe you just like the way your soaked padding feels on your little pee-pee."
"I... erm... well..." My hands went down instinctively to cradle my diaper bulge in front.
Gareth let out a hearty laugh clapping his hand on my back and leading me into the locker room. "You're adorable when you're flustered, lil guy. Don't worry, it's only natural that you like how it feels. Your pee-pee is just telling you thank you for keeping him in his diaper where he belongs!"
"Heh hah, yeah, I guess so," I said, blushing and looking down at my feet.
"Alright, buddy, up on the table with you!"
I lay down on my back. I had lost count of the number of changes I had gotten in the last day or two at the factory, but I still got that feeling of butterflies whenever I let another grown-up change my diapers. It felt good, but also new. Still, it was just a natural thing for a baby like me to be changed by a grownup. I lifted my but automatically without Gareth having to ask. I was putting my good diaper training from the previous evening to good use and Gareth seemed impressed.
"Well, somebody's a quick learner, huh?"
I blushed and stuck my thumb into my mouth.
"Aww! What a cutie." said Gareth, tweaking my pee-pee and making me giggle. "I almost wanna leave you pent up if it makes you act like this, bud."
I pulled my thumb out of my mouth and scoffed, which only made him laugh again.
"Ha! You should see your face, lil guy! Aww, you don't want Daddy taking away your stickies?"
I shook my head hard.
"Well, alright, but you're going to have to do something for me in return."
"Yes! I'll do it!"
"But you don't even know what it is..." He began.
"I don't care! Please let me have stickies! I am so tired of being cock teased by my diapers..."
"Aww, if it's that bad, you can always just rub your diapers," he said, with a gentle smile as he began to warm the baby oil in his hands.
"I... *unff* I'm not ready to... *hnngggh* d-do that in front of... *huff* everyone..."
I was grunting and huffing now as Gareth began to work my tool with his greased up palms. He soon had me babbling and drooling like a baby.
"There we go! That's it! Look at the cutie trying to talk for Daddy! Such a big boy!"
I giggled and babbled some more. It was silly, but it was fun playing baby with Daddy. The more I did it, the more he seemed to enjoy it, and the more warm and fuzzy feelings I got in my tummy as he continued to stroke my hardness.
It got to the point where I wasn't even focused on the sexual aspect of it or the goal of having an orgasm. I just knew that I felt really good getting changed by Daddy and that I was happy and silly, and that wonderful feeling was feeling better and better as Daddy cooed down at me and talked baby talk. It made me feel really small, but also really good, and even though his hand rubbing my pee-pee would normally take me to a more adulty space in my head, all the silly baby talk from both of us was keeping me right there in the baby zone, where I didn't even really know what cumming was. I was just really enjoying how I felt until my heart started beating, and I could feel my body tense up, as the feeling grew to an incredible intensity.
Then, it happened. I groaned as that feeling spilled over into a mind-shattering climax right into my diaper, my pee-pee spewing forth its seet into the frresh padding, which Daddy held up between my legs.
"Unhhhnnnhhhhh!" I cried, doing an involuntary sit-up as every muscle around my stomach, butt, and thighs tensed. I felt like my mind was truly shattered. This intense feeling. What had happened? What was that? I looked around, confused and even a little scared. I was lost. What was that? I began to feel the start of tears forming in my eyes as I began to whimper, and that's when Daddy swooped in to kiss me better.
"Aww, what was that, lil guy? Huh? Did you do a big boy thing when you weren't ready? Aww... let Daddy kiss you allllll better."
He bent down and kissed my face and cheeks all over, and I began to squirm and smile at all the affection. Soon, he was blowing raspberries on my tummy and I had forgotten all about the confusing orgasm, or the fact that I had even begged for one in the first place.
"Well, lil guy, now that I fulfilled my end of the bargain, you're gonna have to stay like this for the rest of the week! No more stickies like this, it's too big for you. Just happy giggle silly baby time and lots of soaky pamps. I'll adjust your daily drones to compensate, don't you worry. With ourr help it'll be easy as pie for you to stay the happy baby you're meant to be!"
"Dada? What you mean?" I asked, slowly coming out of the babified mindset just a little.
"Don't worry, sweetie. You just keep bein a good boy, okay?"
"I'm a gooboy!" I said, beaming.
"That's right, buddy! You sure are."
He popped a paci in my mouth for good measure before helping me down off the table. I waddled out of the lockers holding his hands, my feet in soft powder--blue factory booties with cute yellow duckies embroidered on the side.
"Winda!" I said, tugging his hand and pointing to the office.
"Silly boy. You still want to see Linda about your car?"
I nodded an enthusiastic yes. "Voom voom!" I said, concentrating and making a wheel with my hands. He smiled gently down at me.
"I hate to break it to ya, kiddo but..." he looked down into my expectant and hopeful face and said, "oh, alright, let's go see her."
He knocked on her office door, which was open, and we came right in, but when I tried to ask her about my car, the words didn't come out quite as eloquent as they had sounded in my head earlier that day. She just looked at me sympathetically and shook her head.
"Babies can't drive, sweetie. Now we can let you drive a toy car on the playground if you like. But as for a real car, that's really not in the cards for your, sweet pea."
I was confused at first, then something hit me. "Pwayground?" They ha a playground? "Pwayground!" I said, feeling more and more excited by the second. Linda and Gareth looked at each other.
"Well, he's certainly taking it well," she commented to him.
"Yeah, seems like he's a natural here! Such a good learner."
I beamed at the praise. I was a good learner!
"You wanna go see the playground, kiddo?"
"Yeah!" I said, excited. Linda smiled, though she looked like she was trying to hide it.
"Well, I suppose it would be alright for him to take a short break on the machines to see the playgrounds, but just this once. Ten minutes and then back to his team, okay Gareth?"
"Okey dokey!" he said, firing off a casual two fingered salute before grabbing me by the hand and leading me out of the office. "Come on, kiddo. Let's show you the ropes - the playground ropes, that is."