Published: April 21st 2022, 4:51:26 am
Author's Note: Back by popular demand, it's SHINY... RUBBER... DIAPER... HUMPERRRRR!
Baby never thought he'd enjoy being a rubber bottom bitch for his wife, and if it weren't for the circumstances that brought him to Davey's Daycare, he might never have had the chance to find out. He used to have sex with his wife. Used to. Now, though, he could barely get hard.
"Enough's enough," his wife had said. "If you have become too much of a sissy boy to dick your wife down, then maybe it's time I had a turn." And that's when she enrolled him in the accelerated 'rapid rubber baby bottom' daycare program.
Who was to say why he couldn't satisfy Mommy like he used to. Maybe it was because of the stress at work. Maybe it was the fact that she caught him giving his boss a blowjob, taking in his fat cock in hopes of getting that fat raise, though she didn't seem too mad at all. Maybe it was because she and his boss had started dating, and leaving him locked out of the bedroom. Maybe it was those relaxing tapes that she'd had him listen to to calm down and sleep better during their 'date nights'. Whatever it was, poor limp-dicked Baby Bumblebottom was discovering many things about himself thanks to the experienced staff at Davey's Daycare.
Baby had an idea of what was awaiting him as he was led out of daycare, squeaking with every step in his rubber overalls and thick vinyl diaper.
"In you go, sweetie," said Mommie. Baby hesitated. "What's the matter sweetie? Don't you your the new car seat?"
Baby's eyes bulged at the sight of the huge cone-shaped dildo mounted in the center of the shiny vinyl seat. The seat had straps to cinch him down tightly and make sure that he felt every bump with that huge invader firmly jammed in his hole. Baby whimpered, but did not resist as Mommy unzipped the back of his romper and his puffy shiny diaper, and guided him onto the seat.
Baby gasped as he felt the tip of the toy tickle his pucker, and then moaned as she gently guided him down on it. He could feel his limp dick jumping as the shiny toy pushed him open wider by degrees. It was hitting this special spot inside of him - one that he never knew he needed to scratch, and Mommy smiled as she got him down most of the way onto it.
"Good baby. I bet that feels good, huh? It's okay you can't take it all. The straps will do the rest."
Smiling with sadistic glee, Mommy, started buckling all the straps first, forcing baby's legs, feet, and knees apart, then cinching down his hands, arms, elbows, and finally, when he had no way left to resist, cinching down his lap, and torso.
Baby cried out, gritting his teeth as the invader was forced deeper.
"Oh, stop whining," said his wife. "You'll have to take a lot bigger than that if you're going to take Mr. Harold's cock." Mr. Harold was Baby's boss, though it looked as if Baby was due for a demotion to diapers and daycare full time, judging by how Mr. Harold and Mommy were talking lately.
"You look like you're thinking too much baby. That's not good," said Mommy, pouting. "I'll tell you what. I'll give you something to take your mind off of it. Here's a nice big bottle of milk. Drink it all down by the time we get home and you won't get a punishment."
Baby didn't have a choice, because Mommy mounted the bottle into baby's mouth with a mouthgag, and pretty soon, he was gulping down whatever she had put in there as it flooded his mouth with chalky liquid.
"Wow, those fast flow nipples really do the job," said Mommy, smirking. "Who knew you would love milk of magnesia so much? Oh, and don't worry, I put a few other little surprises in there too..."
Baby whined, knowing that he probably wouldn't like it, but his dick was already getting hard in his slick rubber padding, and he used what little movement he had to tense and thrust his hips against the smooth, butter-soft lining, impaling himself on the final half-inch of his ass spreader every time he relaxed.
*Squeak* *Groan* *Gulp* *Squeak* *Groan* *Gulp
The sound was music to Mommy's ears, and she patted baby's head, saying, "That's my good good baby," before seating herself in the driver's seat and taking off. "You'll learn to let go of control sooner or later," said Mommy, as they pulled into the driveway. "You'll learn not to worry about things like peeing or pooping yourself - it'll just happen. The anal stretching will help."
Baby whined as she came around to the back seat and unmounted the bottle from his mouth gag.
"Aww... drooly baby," she cooed, dabbing at his mouth with a handkerchief. "Did you enjoy your snack? What about your toy? Your rubber diaper? Just think. You'll be enjoying things like those all day every day now that Mommy and Mr. Harold are getting married."
"Wha?!" Baby's eyes widened in shock. How was that possible? He never even signed any divorce papers.
"Oh, don't worry. We pulled a few strings and got you declared incompetent. You'll be listed as a dependent from now on. You can thank Davey's Daycare for helping your case. Everyone knows that that place is reserved for only the BIGGEST babies."
Baby gulped. Did that mean that Mr. Harold was Daddy? He imagined living his life in thick shiny puffy padded rubber pants, shorts, and shortalls. Mom snapped him out of it by smacking the front of his diaper, making him wince.
"Aww, that milk made you a spacey baby now, didn't it?" asked Mommy. "The guest room is all set up for you. You won't need to go in Mommy and Daddy's bedroom ever again."
Baby had nothing to say, nor was he able to as he was led, gagged and leashed, into his own home by Mommy.
"Time to put your training to the test, sweetie," she said, giggling as she led Baby to his new room.